he's free : tsukkiyama

//two//

an-the next chapters are flashbacks

clubbing. why would they find this fun? why would i agree to come? who knows, but here i am standing in front of this huge ass nightclub with the stereotypical bouncer who i could feel staring at me. to be a bouncer, do you have to be bald? is part of the job? whatever. i'm out here standing with hinata, kuroo, bokuto, akaashi and, to kuroo's disapproval, lev. i'm in university and hinata is in one of my classes. i'm not sure how he knows these guys and i don't really care. kuroo was the one who convinced me to come. bokuto invited me and at first i declined because, why would i want to come? kuroo just wouldn't have that and was relentlessly trying to convince me until i inevitably caved. sadly, there was no winning when he was determined. as the line got shorter and we neared the door, i got nervous. why? it's just a club. i mean, there is this cute guy in line just ahead of us, but still. there's a good chance he's straight and, what are the chances he'd be interested? i'm lanky, pretty blind, my hair's short and boring and according to kuroo, i have about as much facial expression as a rock. how dull. but this guy, he was something else. he was average height, and not very muscular but for whatever reason, something about that appealed to me. he had what looked to be greenish-brown hair but i could be wrong seeing as how it's pretty dark out. i can't see his eyes because he's ahead of my group in the line and he's not facing us but when he was talking to his friends he had a vibrant laugh. it was pure and pleasant. i would listen to it all day if that wasn't creepy. god, i need to get  myself together. i'm starting to get restless just standing here until kuroo notices me staring at the stranger.
"do you know him?", he asks.
"who?"
"don't play dumb with me. i can see you checking him out."
"no, okay? i don't know him."
"well that just won't do. c'mon, let's go, i'll be your wingman."
"why the fuck would i want that"
"would you rather go by yourself? because by the time we get in there, i expect you to have his number. can you do that by yourself?"
"what? no. i'm not doing that."
"that's where you're wrong. you've been lonely for too long. i'm going now and i don't care if you come or not, but i've gotta say, it would look pretty pathetic if you just stayed back here and got your handsome friend to take care of your business."
"jesus christ. okay fine, i'll go if it'll shut you up."
as we make our way up the line there's people glaring at us, probably thinking we're trying to get in before them.
and then we reach him and kuroo taps his shoulder.
"hello, my friend here was wondering if you'd like to talk a bit.", he flashes me an evil grin and walks away. the stranger turned around, looks at me and smiles.
"uh, hi, i'm yamaguchi."
shit, i'm screwed.