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I'm Sorry-Nishinoya Yuu (3)

A/n: IM SO SORRY Y'ALL. I REALLY DIDNT MEAN TO DISAPPEAR LOL.

February was insanely busy for me, so I had literally no time to write. I mean that—I was barely on my phone at all last month. But now my schedule is getting a lot easier! I'll still have a lot of classes that I have to take, but I'll have a lot less homework and I plan on taking more time to myself than I had last month. Hopefully I'll manage to finish a lot more oneshots and manage to post them more consistently than these last few.

Well, anyway, I hope you guys enjoy the one shot!

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   Even though you doubted much would come of telling Nishinoya about your music, the pit in your stomach had settled in so well that nothing would get rid of it now. With every minute that passed, the heavier it got.

   What would he say, knowing that you made that music? What would he do? Would he be angry? Or would he be too dumbfounded to say anything? Would he go posting about it online?

    "Y/n?"

    You sat up so quickly your head slammed against the wall behind you, startling Nishinoya and the rest of the team so bad they took a step back. You cursed under your breath, reaching up and holding the back of your head for a moment.

   "Are you okay?" Daichi asked. Nishinoya leaned down next to you, checking you over quickly before rubbing your back to help comfort you.

   "Yeah," you said a little too quickly. "I'm good. Sorry for worrying you. I was just...focused."

   "Are you sure?" Nishinoya asked. He leaned forward just enough for him to be in your line of vision. His expression was dripping with concern. "You looked...pretty out of it. I was getting worried when you wouldn't answer."

   How did you not notice him trying to get your attention? God, were you really this nervous? It wasn't even like there was something to be anxious over! Your face heated as you nodded. "I promise I'm okay. Is practice over?"

   Nishinoya looked up at Daichi and Suga, both of whom seemed just as skeptical as Nishinoya was. They quickly moved on though. "Yes, it is. Try to get some rest, okay? I know you say you're okay, but if your not feeling well, don't come tomorrow."

   "Thank you, Suga~san. I appreciate you worrying about me." You stood up, Nishinoya hesitantly following your example. You legs felt like wet noodles—hell, your arms did too. What were you even supposed to show him?

Nishinoya started towards the door, calling to the other members he was going to take you home. You gave them all a curt wave and left the gym. The fall breeze was much less suffocating than the inside of the gym was, but somehow you still couldn't manage to draw an even breath. Nishinoya placed his hand on your shoulder, giving you as big a smile as he could. Even with the minimal light from the setting sun, it felt like you could see everything around you clearly. He was the most radiant thing outside than gym. It was comforting, but not comforting enough to completely calm you down.

   "I don't know what you want to show me, but if it's that bad you don't have to," he said. "It's not like I need to know. If it's an embarrassing Tumblr page or something like that, it's fine if I don't see it."

   "That's not it!" You snapped a little too quickly. "It's not...embarrassing."

   "Then what are you worried about?"

   You crossed your arm, hoping the pressure against your stomach would calm your nerves. It didn't. "I...don't know. I guess I'm just scared of how you'll react."