I'd Spike That~ {Haikyuu!! x Male!Reader}

Ushijima Wakatoshi

The first time you saw him, you were elbow deep in fertilizer, hadn't washed your hair in like 4 days and had the deadlines of 2 essays, a pile of homework and a group project giving you heart palpitations from stress. Needless to say you were a hot mess and, despite whatever your grandmother may claim, completely justified to react the way you did-when an attractive guy walks into the place in which you're employed and you look like shit, it is not an overreaction to catapult yourself over the counter and hide out under there until he leaves and you stand firmly by that reasoning. Your grandma begged to differ and you were exiled to manual labor in the backroom lugging bags of soil and pots to-and-fro.

The next time he'd come in, you were definitely more put together if not a little mopey. Schoolwork had slightly died down giving you a temporary reprieve, so while your academics weren't currently killing you, the lack of social life you had certainly was. College and work didn't leave much free time to hang with what few friends you had and while you'd fallen to using a dating site in order to establish romantic connections of any kind, the glaring red zero over your inbox seemed to mock you every time you logged on. (You didn't understand why, you thought the chosen picture depicting you posing with a trophy you'd won in some obscure food eating contest was fairly unique. Sure, you might've had crumbs all over your face and someone was throwing up in the background but c'mon, it adds character!)

Granny had left the store in your questionably capable hands while she went out with her sewing circle and business was slow so you were free to sulk as much as you pleased, and sulk you did; sad, rainy movie-moments where the main character stared out the window had nothing on your level of brooding. Days spent doing nothing but attending school and hiding out among the shop's flowers and succulents was nothing to boast about, you lamented to yourself as you scrolled through the various social media accounts on your phone, looking on enviously at the posts of friends and acquaintances getting married or going off on some vacation out of the country.  Fujioka Akiko just got a huge promotion and sizable raise, Nakashima Chiyo was abroad in Europe visiting her foreigner girlfriend, Saito Jiro's wife gave birth to their second child. Ugh, all those people being happy and fulfilling their dreams and aspirations and here you were suffering from loneliness, student debt and the woes brought by boredom. You sigh and set aside the phone, dropping your head onto the countertop releasing a drawn out groan. Here you were, complaining about everything and anything, yet there were worse things than having an unbearably normal life. Like chlamydia. "Then again I'd need an existing sex life to acquire STDs in the first place..."

"I was under the impression STDs weren't something people usually desired."

The sudden interjection sent you reeling despite the monotone delivery and once again you managed to embarrass yourself seconds in on mystery hot guy's arrival, yelping loudly as you slipped backwards off the stool and land in a heap on the ground.

A head of brunette hair slowly reveals itself as he cranes over to stare down at you with a look that's unfairly judgmental considering he just appeared out of nowhere and tried to give you a heart attack.

"It's not good work ethic to be on your phone at your place of employment." With that frankly unnecessary tidbit of advice, he draws away and goes back to whatever he'd been doing before when you were still unaware of his presence.

"...what the fuck."

Thankfully your grandma returned by the time he was ready to pay (according to the receipt, his name was Ushijima), apparently adding a new plant to the collection as she checked him out. (Oh god and here you were hiding behind a particularly large stack of pots checking him out in a completely different way. You definitely deserved that critical look Granny leveled you as soon as he turned his back to the two of you).