ready to enter the court?
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a story in which a model gets all of japan to fall for her. well, maybe not ALL of japan.
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hq!various x fem!reader
12 players on the court. ♡
started - june 30th, 2023
// anime & characte...
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the past week, the karasuno volleyball team had been working hard to get ready for the upcoming interhigh preliminaries. they found out that their first round would be against a school named tokonami. school's like date tech and seijoh were also placed in their block.
friday's practice had ended, and now a silver-haired setter was walking y/n home. ever since sunday, he's added accompanying the girl home to his daily routine. the two were eating meat buns that daichi had given them, and they conspired how their captain had the money to keep buying them food. (they concluded he def robbed someone)
"oh, we're here." y/n expected to just be welcomed by her stepbrother when she got home, as their dads were visiting aoi's relatives for the weekend. as suga was saying goodnight, the door to her house suddenly flew open, and what could be heard was a loud, familiar voice that caused the karasuno students to flinch.
"N/NNNN!"
"SHUT UP, ITS LATE," another familiar voice yelled as he neared the door.
"oh, fuck..." the girl mumbled, watching the one and only oikawa get hit on the head by the one and only iwaizumi.
suga met the gaze of the two boys, who then proceeded to stare intensely at him and y/n. they were both glaring, one just a bit more obvious than the other. "it looks like you have company?"
"guess so," she sighed, turning back to face him, her back to the door. now suga, feeling a bit bold, grabbed the girl's hand, and guided it to his other one that held her skateboard. her hand was still warm from the food she previously held, suga realized as the warmth spread to his. y/n's fingers brushed against his own as she took the board from his grasp.
iwaizumi and oikawa watched with suspicion from their spot in the doorway. but then, suga being the menace he is, gently pulled the girl in by her waist and hugged her. he did not fail to notice the doorway duo's jaws drop at his action, and casually winked at them.
'i'm gonna die,' y/n thought. but, having no regard for her life, she hugged him back, wrapping her free arm over his shoulders. because fuck it.
"goodnight, y/n!"
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"i don't like that guy, iwa."
"...same."
suga let go and smiled, then turned around and started walking away as he noticed the irked brunette making his way towards them. y/n did a 180, only to be face-to-face with oikawa who had stepped out of the house. before she could say anything, oikawa grabbed her elbow and dragged her to the door. his annoyed face disappeared as soon as he looked at her. "hi, n/n!"
