Minami Nanba x reader (Hanazakari no Kimitachi e) (Finished!)

Packing Up With Nanba's Help

This is just a chapter I wrote for fun and also because I'm bored. I will be honest, I forgot about this book for few months. But now I'm back! This is between episode 5 and 6, basically a quick update. Also please no hate, I write this for fun!

Y/n finished cleaning the last plate. Unlike the rest, she wasn't complaining about the work. Io, Nanba's mother, was nice enough to let them all stay for free, so cooking and working for her is fair. Mizuki ran in so Y/n lazy looked then stared in confusion at her huge grin.

'Guess what!' She excitedly said.

'What now?' Y/n walked out the kitchen so Mizuki followed.

'We are going back to the school!' She happily clapped her hands.

'I just got used to this shitty place. Why is that good?' Y/n opened the door to the room she and Mizuki slept in.

'I will see Sano again!' Mizuki yelled, a bit too happy.

Y/n just sighed and nod. The two yelp when the door burst open and Nakatsu ran in. He began yelling stuff at Mizuki as Y/n just glared. She quickly took his ear so he yelled.

'Don't just enter my room like that!' She dragged him to the door.

'I didn't mean to!' He complained. 'This hurts!'

Y/n just pushed him out the dorm and slammed the door close. When Y/n turned, she saw Mizuki packing her bags excitedly. Y/n smirked, now officially knowing she has a big crush on Sano.

'So, Sano, huh?' Y/n teased, walking to the closet to get her bag to begin packing up.

'So, Nanba, huh?' Mizuki smirked.

Y/n's eyes widen then she turned and put Mizuki in a headlock. Ruffle her hair roughly so Mizuki laughed and yelled.

'Shut the fuck up, you!' Y/n yelled as her face heaten up.

Mizuki was now dying of laughter. She must have noticed Y/n's glare because she quickly backed up to the door, holding her bag to her chest.

'Okay, oklay. I get it. I'm already leaving.'

She opened the door and walked out. Y/n just closed the door then back to the closet. She took her black bag then her guitar she got from Nanba. This maked Y/n begin thinking. Does she like Nanba as a crush? Naaah, just a friend... A friend she would both want to punch and hug at the same time. This is confusing...

'Why did the author ever even start this story?' Y/n groaned as she placed her guitar on the bed.

'Who is this author?' A familair male voice asked.

'WHAT THE FUCK?!' Y/n yelled then turned in shock to see Nanba at the door. 'When did you appear there?!'

'Just now...' Nanba raised his eyebrow in confusion. 'Are you okay? Your face is red.' He walked over and just placed his hand on your forehead all casual.

All Y/n could do was stare in shock at how fucking casual he's acting. Her mind was racing with feelings she never had. She was "blushing" so hard he noticed. Before Nanba could say her forehead isn't hot, Y/n already kicked him in his stomach so he fell backwards.

'What was that for?!' He yelled, rubbing his stomach.

'I-Euhm...' Y/n just stared but then threw her bag on him and yelled, 'Just fuck off! I never gave you permission to come here! Why are you even here?!' She hurriedly yelled, clencing her fists.

'Ashiya said you need help packing.' He yelled back, rubbing his head from getting the bag thrown against his face.

'That bitch...' Y/n whispered. 'She ships this shit.'

'She?' Nanba hurriedly got up as Y/n froze, realizing she fucked up.

'Did I say she? I meant he! Yeaaaahhh...' She pointed at him, nodding at her own excuse.

'You sure your okay?' Nanba stared with confusion. 'Your acting... somehow kinder then normal.'

'Yeah, fine. Fuck off then! If not, help me.' Y/n snatched her bag out his hand and pointed at the door.

'No, I will help.' Nanba smiled.

'Flirt with me and i'm breaking your skull.'

'And there is the Y/n we all know!' He sarcastically said as if he's saying it to a camera.

'You think your in a show or something?'

Both of them stare at each other but then he laughed. He just shrugged what she said off and walked to her closet. He gave her a stack of her shirts so she just threw it int he bag.

'You should fold it!' Nanba argued, taking a shirt and folding it.

'... Nanba the house wife!' Y/n sarcastically said with a roll of eyes.

'If you fold your clothes, you will have more space.'

'Haiiiii' She dragged out the word, not really caring.

So in the end, he packed her whole bag because he kept disapproving of her way of packing her own bag. All Y/n did was lay back and eat snacks while playing guitar. Nanba actually didn't care, he found her guitar song fun. In the end, he sat aside her and both just relaxed. Y/n never has felt this comfortable with someone besides her father and Mizuki.

Saaadly Mizuki had to storm in and ruin the relaxing, comfortable feeling in the room. Y/n was fast to realize how close they sat. Y/n quickly got off the bed and yelled,

'Let's go!'

She snatched her bag and guitar then ran out the room. Mizuki just laughed as Nanba was confused why you suddenly got all embarrassed.

Sooo that was just a quick update to show how Mizuki and Y/n's weird friendship is. And how Nanba and Y/n act when alone. Basically you can say Y/n is a little bit of a tsundere.