Prince Of Tennis x Reader

Momo x Reader

Momo POV I sat in the burger shop as usual devouring my third burger. I heard the door open and saw an all too familiar feminine figure enter the room. My heart immediately jumped. Her silky h/c locks, the perfect curves, and her beautiful e/c orbs that capture everyone's attention. She looked over my way and smiled waving. I waved back as she walked over. "Hey! I wasn't expecting to run into you here." But I'm here all the time... Little did I know that's what she was counting on. "Haha. Funny coincidence." I said nervously. "I'm gonna get some food. Be right back." She left to go order and soon returned with two burgers and a large order of fries plus a drink. (Soda sounds soooo good rn but there none :_( ) "So how's everything going on the tennis team?" "P-pretty good." Damn it why'd I stutter? Don't stutter in front of pretty girls idiot! What if she says she hates you and shoves her drink in your face and-wait...I SHOULD'VE PAID FOR HER FOOD! I'm so stupid! "-Momo? Are you okay?" I suddenly felt a soft hand on my forehead and blushed lightly. "You're a little warm and a little red. Should I take you to a doctor?" "N-no! I'm fine." I said way quicker than I should've. She frowned and sat back down. "Whats up with you? You're not acting like your normal self." I took a deep breath. "It's nothing." "Dude just tell me." "Theres nothing to say." She raised an eyebrow and I sighed caving in. "Fine but you have to promise things won't get weird between us." "Could it get any weirder than it is right now?" I rolled my eyes playfully. "Okay so for a while now I've kind of had a crush on you. You're just really, really hot. Wait no! That came out wrong. I don't only like you 'cause you're hot so don't think I do! Not that you're not hot. But I like you because you're not like other chicks and you also have this awesome sort of confidence and I um-" I was cut off by her laughing. "I'm sorry Momo I didn't mean to laugh. This was just too perfectly adorable." I raised an eyebrow feeling a light blush at the word adorable directed at me. "Honey, I'm not an idiot. When I see someone acting nervous and blushing like they got their pants pulled down at a pep rally, I can tell you like me. Not to mention, half the time when we're talking I have to remind you that my eyes are above my breasts." I blushed deeply and was about defend myself when I was cut off again. "I'm joking. You're not like that. Well I think. Or rather, hope. Anyways, I knew you liked me already, and you stuttering and messing up your phrases was just too cute for me not to come and execute my plan." I paused. "Plan? Meaning you knew I was here?" And then it hit me. She was right. She's not stupid. She knew I was here. She planned this. She was banking on the fact that I'd be here. She wanted to see me. I smirked. "Aww. That's adorable. You came all this way just to see me! I'll bet you just love me and dream about me and kiss your pillow at night and say "Oh sweet Momo I adore you!" She blushed profusely a look of irritation on her face. "Not even!" She replied with a hmph. I smirked and with one last burst of bravery, leaned over and kissed her oh so soft lips as I had always wanted to. It was a chaste kiss, but made me crave more. "Momo, will you be my boyfriend?" "Isnt the guy supposed to ask?" "Abolishing gender roles dude." He rolled his eyes. "Yes Madame y/n I will accept the dutiful honor of being your boyfriend. It'll be a pain in the ass." I expected her to punch me in the shoulder, but instead she began giggling and smirked devilishly. I suspiciously asked, "What?" "That's what she said."