Asahi's sister (Tsukishima X reader)

Bet

Y/n

"Golden week! Golden week! Golden– OUCH!"

You threw a textbook and headshot Hinata. "SHUT UP AND DO YOUR WORK!" you yelled at him. Hinata hid behind a shaking Kageyama. "BOKE! WHY ARE YOU HIDING BEHIND ME?!" Kageyama yanked him out from behind.

You threw another textbook and earned a headshot at Kageyama. "YOU TOO!"

The three of you sat in silence in the boy's locker room. Since Kageyama had requested for your help in homework, you decided it was best to do it in the boy's locker room before volleyball practice starts and finish whatever that's left after practice.Both Hinata and Kageyama were on their last page of homework when the door opened. 

"Since when was this place a study hall?" you looked up to see Tsukishima entering with an annoyed face. That itself was enough to make you annoyed too. "And I didn't take you as a pervert," he added, giving you a pointed look.  

Veins popped on your neck and temple. "Oh? Are you worried about me seeing you in all your glory? I doubt there's anything to see," you maintained your gaze at the spot in between his legs, smirking when you caught him blushing. " I don't have to prove to you that I have what makes me a man," he said approaching you. He slammed a hand onto the table and leaned forward, "How big it is however, it'll be something you have to find out yourself," he smirked. 

It was your turn to blush. "W-who says I want to see it. And yours is probably hiding in between the bushes," you retorted. Tsukishima had a smug look on his face. He went to the table and picked up a 20cm ruler and a marker, marking the ruler and tossing it to you. You looked at the marker and scoffed, "1.5 inches?" He smirked as he said, "The other way round idiot"

Both Hinata and Kageyama just gasped. Respect. They both thought at the same time. Your face was as red as a tomato, mouth agape. Tsukishima just took his bag and left, a winning smirk on his face. 

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"Am I destined for toxic or am I magnet for it?" you said to yourself. All the men I find cute have trauma or issues or both. You thought. You recalled what happened at the boy's locker room earlier. A 20 cm ruler is approximately 7.9 inches... minus 1.5 inches...

You blushed once more at that thought. But you let your mind wander further. You thought about how he would tower over you, his hands sliding up your back as he bends down to steal your breath with his mouth. You imagined how deep he could reach with that length. You felt a heat down below and you stuffed your face into your pillow. No... NO! Why the hell was I imagining all that. You mentally scold yourself for such inappropriate thoughts.

You looked at the clock hanging on your bedroom wall. 8.15pm. You had finished up all your homework and it was too early for you to sleep. You calmed yourself down and got up, marching over to your brothers room. You slammed the door open without knocking as you exclaimed, "Is trauma the secret ingredient for sex appeal?"

Asahi looked up from his desk. "What the fuck is wrong with you now?" You entered his room and collapsed onto his bed. Asahi may appear like an innocent softie outside but you knew he ain't. You've once accidently saw his search history and damn was he into some interesting shit.

"All the boys I've had crushes on or dated either wants to kill themselves or makes me want to kill myself," you said. Your brother shut his laptop and hopped onto the bed with you. "WHO?!" he said excitedly. "Tell me, tell me, tell me," he said leaning his face in front of yours. You shoved his stupid face away. "Shut up," you said with your face red.

"Oh common, I want to know who the unlucky guy is," he said, poking your face. You stared at him as you processed what he said. An irk mark appeared on your temple

"UNLUCKY?? WHO'S UNLUCKY?" you exclaimed, whacking him with his pillow. Your brother just laughed as he got attacked repeatedly.

"If you keep this up, your future boyfriend is going to call the police on you for domestic abuse!" Your brother said while failing to dodge your attacks. He was a big guy, makes him a big target. So you cut him some slack. 

"If my man can't handle me at my maximum strength, he can't qualify to be my man," you said. You both stopped the pillow fight and slumped onto the bed panting. "I don't want to dress up for your wedding only for me to attend your husband's funeral a week after," your brother teased. "You only have one tux anyways, you're bound to reuse it," you said. Asahi just side eyed.

"But is there a boy you like in school?" he asked. You thought for a moment before answering. "Yes," you replied. You've never seen your brother flip so fast. "WHO?!" Asahi asked, his eyes sparkling. "Tsukishima Kei. He's this tall guy who I fight a lot with. He can be such an ass sometimes you know? But he's also oddly nice," you said.

Asahi just stared at you. "You're lying to me aren't you," he said, smacking you with a pillow. "Ouch! And no I'm not!" You said.

"Lets make a bet then," you added. " 20 bucks if I get a boyfriend this year"

"Make it a 100 bucks," Asahi said confidently. 

"Do you realize that it's super easy for me to win this bet? It is MY own love life we're betting on you know. I can easily find a guy to date and get rich in the same day," you said.

"Yeah but you get so disgusted by men and have such high standards than even a temporary one won't make the cut," he said.

"As you wish, "you chuckled, accepting the bet. 

Word count: 1008

I needed to add something wholesome so no grass needs to be touched :D