𝙎𝙉𝙊𝙊𝙕𝙀 (𝙎𝙐𝙉𝘼 𝙓 𝙁𝙀𝙈 𝙊𝘾!)

❤︎𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍-3

“I think I'm going crazy, it's like one day he worships the ground I walk on and then the next he wants nothing to do with me." Karrie pouted as Monica did her nails. “Like am I going crazy?!”

They sat in Karries earthy themed room, she has crystals and evil eyes all over the room as well as different tapestries and plants everywhere. There were paintings that Karrie did herself hung up on the wall, and pictures of her friends and teammates.

Monica looked up from the short French tips she was doing on her friend's hand and looked at her sympathetically, “Fuck no, if anything he's the crazy one for refusing to notice how bad he's fumbling right now.” Monica comforted her. “Atsumu is the classic case of ugly middle school boy who peaked in highschool and can't keep it in his pants now.”

“I know but-”

“No buts, Karrie there are guys at our school who could treat you SO much better than that can of piss.”

“Yeah like who?" Karrie raised her eyebrow as Monica looked back at her nails.

“Aran, Osamu, hell even Rin.”

“Girl I am not going after Suna." Karrie said.

“Why not?" Monica asked confused, “He’s nice, gives great hugs, and smells so fucking good."

“Because it's obvious that he likes you.”

Monica paused and looked up at Karrie, “Huh?!?"

“Girl don't play dumb, he's literally head over heels for you.” Karrie hit her vape.

Monica started laughing, “Dude we just grew up together, trust me I'd know if he liked me, we're just friends."

“So you don't like him is what I'm hearing?” Karrie questioned.

“Nahhhh, Suna is more like a brother to me." Monica smiled widely. Karrie just blinked at her.

“Then describe him in your own words.”

“Well like I said, he's nice, gives great, hugs, smells amazing, and the way he looks when he's high is something I can't even describe, not to mention how big of a baby he is, he loves cuddling and holding hands and shit like that, I'm telling you, you guys would be a perfect match.”

“Yeah no I'm not doing that." Karrie blinked again at her dense ass friend, she figured it'd be best to let her figure things out on her own.

“Okayy, then what about Osamu, get back at him by getting with his brother." Monica shrugged.

“Girl I am not doing that either."

“He bakes." Monica added on which made Karrie think about it.

“Actually I might."

-

The next week rolled around and Monica sat in Suna's bed playing with his hair as he copied down her math homework.

“One day you should let me braid your hair.” She hummed as her eyes hung low from getting high with Suna earlier that day.

“Nahh, my hair is too short for that.” Suna said.

“One day I'll convince you." She said moving from playing with his hair to now sitting beside him on the floor.

“Hey that was helping me focus." Suna looked at Monica with a small pout.

“Focus on what? Copying my homework?" Monica chuckled, “Besides I wanted to tell you about how the cheer team is going to training camp at the end of the week."

“You guys too?” Suna asked, both of his eyebrows raising in a bit of shock.

“Yeah, but I don't wanna go, cause that means I have to stay sober, and I can't do that." Monica sighed.

“I think both camps are in walking distance from one another so I got you.” Suna assured his red headed fiend.

“FUCK YEAH!!” Monica cheered throwing her arms in the air. Suna just chuckled at her reaction. That along with the way he was looking at her with his low eyes made her pussy throb. She placed her arms back down.

“Shit man I'm hungry." She said ignoring the sensation in-between her legs.

“I’ll go get snacks." Suna said standing up. Monica watched as he walked to the kitchen.

"Fuck I need to get it together.” Monica thought to herself.

A few minutes later Suna walked back into the room Monica was casually sprawled out across his bed enjoying the comfort of it. “I got chips and some candy." He held up the snacks.

“Yayyy!!" Suna closed the door and handed her a bag of Doritos, Monica sat up and opened up the bag munching on the chips.

Suna sat down besides Monica and began eating some of the candy, “Lemme get some Mike and Ikes.” Monica said. Suna shook his head.

“Hell no."

“Bitch-" Monica placed her Doritos to the side and tackled Suna for a Mike and Ike. She began tickling him making him flail around and drop the box on the black rug leaving most of the candy on the floor.

“Fuck.” Monica and him muttered in unison, “This is your fault, you should've let me have some." Monica looked at him and pouted.

“You look good from this angle.... No weird shit though." Suna added that last part so that she didn't get creeped out.

Monica was straddling his lap looking down at Suna dreamily, “Nah it's fine." Monica said with her face warming up as she took in the sight of Suna on his back with his hands restricting her wrists to keep her from tickling him.

“Maybe I feel this way because I haven't gotten laid in a while, yeah that has to be it." Monica thought to herself..

“Anyway imma pickup the candy, my bad.” Monica said going to stand up, Suna kept his grip on her wrist.

“I’ll clean it up later, I wanna soak up this sight." He grinned a little bit.

Monica's face grew warmer, “Fuck Rin you can't look at me like that, I'm about to bust.”

“Shit my bad." He closed his eyes earning a laugh from Monica.

She pulled one of her wrists from his grasp and poked his cheek. “I’m keeping them closed so you don't bust."

“Boy shut the hell up.” She pinched his cheek making his eyes open. Suna winced in pain and then grabbed her wrist.

“I mean you could've just said you were a brat, I'm an expert when it comes to them.” Suna smirked.

“blah blah blah you slut.” Monica teased him.

Suna and Monica started to laugh at her comment, “Slut is crazy, I'm just experienced.”

“Yeah yeah, that's what they all say.” Monica giggled. “Anyway imma pick up the candy." Suna let go of Monica's wrist and watched as she crawled off him. His eyes darting to her ass that was confined in the black shorts she wore for cheer practice..

He quietly let out a frustrated sigh. “I’ll buy you some more, my bad again.” Monica said.

“Don’t worry about it, it's not like it was an expensive artifact or something.” Suna responded unbothered by the spilled candy. He was too busy thinking about how he had the chance to passionately fuck Monica but fumbled a bit.

Later that night they cuddled up watching TV which wasn't something foreign to the two. “Cartman is something else.” Monica chuckled at the show.

“I don't know why, but he reminds me of Atsumu.” Suna said.

“No wonder I find Cartman annoying sometimes.” She laughed again.

Suna looked down at Monica admiring her, Monica looked up at him feeling his eyes staring. “Fuck his eyes are pretty, I swear this nigga got hot overnight.”

“Stop staring creep.” She playfully shoved his face.

“Ahhh-why are you so rough?!" Suna groaned.