Haikyuu!! X Transmasc Reader

Tobio Kageyama

⚠WARNING⚠ there is transphobia in this chapter and it's pretty angsty

Reader pov

I double over as I laugh a little too hard after making a 'that's what she said' joke, grabbing onto my friend Naomi's shoulder. She hates those jokes, but not enough to make me stop making them. She's the first person I came out to and ever since then I've been able to count on her to call me the correct pronouns. I've always considered her my best friend.

There are a few people who know about my transition, like Kageyama, but most of the team doesn't know. In fact he's the only one. He's really cool about it. He always makes sure I'm not wearing my binder before practices or matches and he tries his best to make me feel comfortable when feelings happen and makes excuses for me when I need to do things like ask for a seperate shower at training camp. He even carries extra health products, you know the ones, in both his school bag and volleyball bag.

However, I hardly see him outside of volleyball club. We're in different classes and we don't live very close. Plus, he's usually with Hinata.

"Will you stop with those jokes? You're a girl! That's not very lady like." Naomi chuckles.

My laughter halts and the smile drains from my face. "What?"

"Oh, come on! It's a joke!" She laughs.

"It's not very funny. . . " I mumble.

She rolls her eyes and waves her hand. "Whatever." She takes another bite of her food.

"What do you mean whatever??! You've seen how I get when people call me that!"

"Just chill! It's not that offensive!"

"Naomi! You know it is!"

"Oh, please!" She scoffs.

I get up and walk to the gym. She doesn't try to follow me. She doesn't call for me. Just casually continues eating and talking to some guy.

I need to hit something.

I refuse to cry.

I don't have a setter with me so the closest thing I can get to a spike is working on my serves, and I didn't have enough time to put up the nets so I'm just hitting them into the air. But it's not like I'm watching where they go, I'm just hitting them.

When the bell rings, I don't have time to clean up the balls and get to class so I just decide to leave them until practice after school.

~le time skip~

I don't even have to walk into the gym to hear Daichi yelling at whoever left the balls out, or even used the gym without his permission. I just shoulder my bag and step into the gym, still feeling upset and extremely dysphoric. I drop my bag next to the other ones in a way that causes everyone to get quiet and look at me with shock.

"Sorry." I grumble. "I didn't have time to put them away."

"Someone's in a bad mood. . . " Hinata mumbles to someone.

"SHUT UP, DUMBASS!" The team stares, Daichi looks pissed. I sigh. "Sorry, I mimic Kags when I get like this. . . " I see Kageyama's eyes get wide. He knows I'm especially dysphoric today. I try to copy a guy I'm close with because I feel more masculine knowing a real guy would act like that. Not that I'm not a real guy, just with the dysphoria, there's always a little voice in the back of my head, sometimes it's even front and center, that's telling me I'm acting too feminine.

Daichi stares at me, his eyes narrow. "(L/n) can I speak with you outside?" I sigh again and nod, following him out after he tells the rest of the team what drills to start out with after stretching. Takeda and Coach Ukai are on a date so they won't be here today. "What's your deal?"