after practice ended, you immediately picked up your things and left. you didn't think anyone was going to stop you."hey (last name)!" you hear someone yell and you blush.
"ah, no need to call me by my last name. just my first please." you wave him off, not paying attention to who it was. you look and finally figure out it was kuroo and kenma, kuroo being the one who called out your name.
"mind if we walk with you?" he asks, you shrug and look down.
you had no idea why kuroo made you so flustered, maybe it was you just making out to be that he was practically a sex god.
well you aren't wrong.
kuroo cocks his head to the side.
"is something the matter?"
"ah, no just spacing off." you smile, and you realize that kuroo's face got slightly red.
"ah, right."
***
nothing eventful happened during your walk with kuroo and kenma, he just mostly asked what you did before coming to nekoma, and he chuckled when you told him that you were homeschooled.
you take off your lucky sports bra that was the only thing that practically made you look somewhat boyish. you were already flatchested but the bra pushed any extra size out the window.
maybe life would be easier being a boy. now you wouldn't have to recieve weird looks from other girls because you looked like a boy in a skirt, which wasn't anything bad anyways.
but then you thought about kuroo and his fangirls. he was most likely to pick them over you, after all they didn't look like boys.
kuroo was obviously straight too so there was no way he would look at you as anything more than a "bro".
you were also surprised the team didn't make fun of you for having a girl name.
"actually it kinda fits you, you're already feminine anyway."
you didn't know if it was a compliment, but you decided to take it as it was.
and you couldn't simply just tell the team that you were actually a girl, they'd think you'd be a stalker who just wanted to peak into the boys locker room, or worse, they'd kick you off the team.
you didn't know why you were stressing out so much over kuroo and your gender, because a few hours ago you were fine.
but you couldn't help but think back to what your mother told you.
"what if you like a boy?"
and you couldn't help but wish that you listened to her.
***two weeks later***
the bell rings, signalling the end of classes and for you, the beginning of volleyball practice.
it's been two weeks since you joined and you really felt like you were apart of the team.
while you dazzled the coach with your impressive spiking skills, he wasn't ready to replace his starter, and you were fine with it. being on the team was good enough for you.
you also learned a lot about each boy. kuroo wasn't as girl crazy as most people depict him as, in fact he tried to avoid them by spending extra time in practice and going out the back. kenma wasn't as quiet as you thought either. during practices he was quiet but mostly because he was concentrating but if he looses a game all hell breaks loose and you had to hide under the bleachers with the team to avoid being hit by flying chairs.
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girls play with boys [k.tetsurou × reader]
Fanficyou are a girl. sure you have pixie cut and a flat chest but that never made you actually pretend that you were a boy. but how far would you go, if your school didn't have a girls volleyball team? [inspired by ouran high school host club] copyright...