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11. k. t - your majesty (SLIGHTLIME!×FEM!)

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'The King', they called him.
I just wish I had knew why before.

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I used admire him from afar. His beautiful deep blue eyes were mesmerising. His jet-black hair contrasted perfectly with his features. He looked as if he were carved by the gods themselves. I had heard his personality was very far from his looks. My friends had warned me of tales and stories of the court.

But I didn't listen. I was naive and stupid. I let my mind go in front of my heart. Looks aren't everything. I know that now. We somehow managed to start talking. Most of the effort was put in from me. We started dating after a while. He was polite.

But that was about it. He didn't seem interested at all. There was no connection. We dated for about a year. Until he broke it off quickly without exchange of any words and without reason.

I left Kitagawa Daiichi soon after. Not because I missed him, or I was embarrassed, but because I was sad.
But I didn't cry.

I remembered the heartache, though.

How much effort I had put in.

And how little he had.

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Our whole school were in the sports hall, motivating our precious volleyball team with endless cheering and chanting. My voice was hoarse and I was paying for a drink from a vending machine in the corridor. I went to check which team we were against when I almost choked on my juice. 'Karasuno' was printed in bold letters. Great. My friends came out of the sports hall, stretching and sighing, clearly in the same situation as me.

But I paid no attention to them. My eyes were wide, my hands were trembling, and my heart was beating wildly. "F/N, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost," one of my friends asked. I turned around and smiled. "No, I'm fin-" I was interrupted by a deep, male voice. "L/N-san?" Shit. I turned around slowly and was met with the piercing blue eyes I was so nervous about meeting. I had to show him I wasn't weak. I was strong.

His eyes were wide as he studied me, raking my figure. I scowled slightly. "It's been a while, your majesty." I said, still scowling and holding my head up high. His eyes snapped up to meet mine in a deadly glare. If looks could kill, I would have been about six feet under by now. His team were quiet behind him, watching the scene unfold tensely. I heard from my old friend Kindaichi that Kageyama had changed, that he wasn't the arrogant king he was before.

I'd believe that when I see it. He had changed in figure, though. His features in his face were more defined, his jaw looked sharper, he looked a lot taller, his body looked more built, and his hair looked slightly longer. His face held a snarl and he reached out for me, but as he did, I ran. I ran like my life depended on it, well, it probably did, as there was no knowing what Kageyama could do in his rage.

I was about to reach the stairs when I was yanked roughly by the wrist back onto someone's chest. I was then turned around, picked up, and chucked across his shoulder. I punched his toned back and kicked his stomach. Well, tried, anyway. "K-Kageyama! Put me down!" I screamed. He ignored me and walked past his team. I tried another tactic.

"Bakeyama! Bokeyama! Kagayam-AH!" He slapped my ass. Hard. I whimpered quietly, hoping he didn't hear it, and buried my face in his shoulder. He chuckled. "Wow, the King will finally get laid. Surprising." "Get some Kageyama!" His team shouted after us. We stopped in the middle of a quiet corridor in front of a door labeled 'janitor's closet.'

Fuck. What did he think I was? Some toy he could play with and break? He opened the door, threw me in and locked it behind him. "Kageyama, what the hell-" He pinned me to the wall aggressively. His eyes were dangerous and narrow. "Why did you disappear all those years ago?" My eyes widened in disbelief. "W-what are you-" He cut me off again. "Why?" He pushed.

My eyes stung with tears as I became overwhelmed. "You actually have the nerve to ask me that? You really still are an arrogant king aren't you?" His eyes widened for a split-second then narrowed again. "Don't make me fucking ask you again." He hissed. The look in his eyes held such an intensity I couldn't hold his gaze. I sighed shakily and looked to the side.

"I looked everywhere for you. I asked everyone and nothing." He muttered. "Of course you wouldn't, I moved to America with my cousin. After you tossed me aside so carelessly." His eyes widened once again and his grip on me loosened slightly. "You didn't give me a chance to explain." He said, his voice shaky. I shook my head. "I-It's too late, Kageyama. I've moved on. You should too."

He took my hands in his, shaking his head. "No, I've changed, I really have. Let me show you L/N. Give me another chance. Please." I looked away and shook my head again, not trusting my voice. "No! I'm not going to let you walk away from me again. Not that I've finally got hold of you after so long. I know that you want me as much as I want you, F/N."

The way my name rolled off his tongue still made my heart skip a beat. It was true. After all these years I still thought of him lovingly, thinking about if things went a different way. He noticed my hesitation and smiled slightly. I looked into his eyes. His smile soon turned into a crooked smirk. He buried his face into my neck and bit down on the skin.

I whimpered quietly and tried to push him away, but he caught my wrists and pinned them above my head. "Don't run away again. Let me show you how much I need you." He whispered, his voice deeper. "N-" He sucked on the skin and I stopped as my breath hitched. We never did it when we were together back then so I was still a virgin.

My senses were unfamiliar with these foreign feelings."Say the word and I'll stop. Tell me you don't want it." He stopped his actions and let go of my wrists and came face to face with me. His lips were millimetres away from my own. I could almost feel his them on mine, just a little further and he would be fully kissing me. His breath fanned my face.

I was at war with myself. 'Curse me and my weak-mindedness' I internally slapped myself. We stood there for a few seconds. 'Fuck it.' I thought. I leaned in and kissed him lightly. It was no more than a peck. His lips were unbelievably soft. He leaned back and stared at me for a second before giving me a killer smile that would get any person on their knees for.

He leaned in and smashed his lips onto mine. One of my hands rest on his chest while the other went up to tug his hair. He seemed to enjoy that as he let out a small groan. One of his hands rest on my lower back as the other went to the back of my head and deepened the kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth and wrestled with my own.

Eventually I let him explore the rest of my mouth with his wet muscle. He broke the kiss and all that was heard for a while was our laboured breaths. "I love you." He said, out of the blue. His eyes bore into my own with a seriousness that I would only see when he was playing in a match. I smiled slightly and slapped his arm lightly. "I...love you too, dumbass."

He smiled. "Can I continue?" I nodded, but as soon as he went to unbutton my shirt a voice went over the tannoy. "Karasuno school please make your way to the gym area." It repeated once more and he looked over to me disappointedly. I sighed and cleaned up his hair. "We can continue after the match." He looked at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"You better be ready, because I have a lot of things that I want to do to you tonight."

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A/n: m8s I really don't want to go back to school I'm scared help me