hi guys 😓😓
writing abt my fav bad boy
i felt motivated and i wanted to write so here it is
"kyotani! there's a guy who wants to talk to you, they're outside." yahaba said as he walked into the oddly big gym they practiced in. he was late for practice and managed to see a boy sitting on the bench that was outside. that particular sentence shocked everyone.
who would want to talk to kyotani- he had a scary face and had a reputation of being violent and mean.
"someone wants to talk to mad dog-chan? you don't seem like the type that anyone would want to confess to!" oikawa questioned as he bounced the volleyball in his hand effortlessly, small thumping sounds resonated whenever it hit the polished floor. kyotani took offense to that, and that was obvious when he decided to scrowl at the smug brunette and turned his back to him.
"oi- shut up and get back to practicing! shittykawa." iwaizumi scolded his childhood friend and picked up a ball from the net that held others. he didn't hesitate to chuck it at the pretty boy who scolded him after taking the blow to the head.
"guys, stop. coach is gonna scold us again-"
"ow, ow!"
"guys-"
"stop that!" oikawa cried out when another ball hit him in the face.
kyotani walked off the court, mildly confused and cautious. oikawa was right, to some degree, who would want to confess to him? kyotani rolled his eyes to no one in particular- he didn't even know if the boy waiting for him was going to confess, he was getting ahead of himself.
sliding the door open, he walked out. the cold breeze hit his face and made him feel refreshed. it was february and the coldness still hasn't gone away yet, which was good. kyotani couldn't bare the heat, especially after an hour of practice. kyotani seem to forget the reason why he left practice in the first place, just relishing in the wind that licked against his sweaty skin that was exposed.
"ah.. kyotani-kun." a boy with (length) (color) hair spoke as he stood up from the bench that he was sitting on, hands rested behind his back as he bowed to his upperclassman.
oh, kyotani knew him. he was in his class and shy to a certain extent. kyotani found himself observing the boy in his free time. he knew it was weird and.. creepy, but for some reason he felt attracted to the guy. they usually had awkward, shitty small talk when they somehow ended in the same hallway together, but he definitely didn't expect to be called out of practiced by (name).
(name) could feel himself shudder under the intense stare of the blond. his sharp eyes that appeared fierce and hostile, lined with heavy eyeliner that made his brown eyes look like honey, softened for a second before going back to their natural look- staring down at him.
"you called me out here? what do you want?" kyotani questioned gruffly, shoving his hands into the pockets in his shorts that suddenly seemed too small at the moment.
(name) hesitated to speak for a second. he took a deep breather before speaking, "i have something to say."
small thumps and the occasional squeak from the shoes came from inside the gym.. and yells? probably from oikawa.
(name) tried to calm down his heart by smacking both of his cheeks that were warm and flushed red much to his embarrassment. he tried to motivate himself. he didn't call him out of practice just to chicken out and embarrass himself!
"i really like you, kyotani." (name) boldly stated, tilting his head to look at kyotani dead in the eyes. he couldn't figure what kyotani was thinking in that head of his, it was impossible to guess.
a couple minutes of total silence went by and (name)'s hope completely shattered. he clenched the straps of his bookbag tightly and turned on his heel, "i should go. i should've asked out whether or not you liked boys. sorry for wasting your time." he spoke and gave a quick bow before taking a few steps. what was he thinking? volleyball was obviously more important than some small crush.
(name) almost gasped when a hand tightly gripped his wrist, he stumbled over his feet when he was tugged back into the spot where he was previously.
"kyotani-?"
"sit down.. i'm gonna walk you home." kyotani said and let go of (name)'s wrist when he realized that he still had a tight grip on it. kyotani tried not to show his face, he knew he had a blush on his face. he also didn't know why he said that. kyotani knew he would much rather walk home alone than with a boy, but he guessed it was okay for today.
(name) looked at him in surprise before letting a big, one eyed smile adorn his face.
"okay."
kyotani walked back into the gym with a blush that was growing bigger each second. did he really do that? he thought his attraction to (name) was just- finding him amusing or intriguing. but now he knew what it really was.
"mad dog-chan! glad to see you're back!" oikawa yelled before throwing the ball at him- knocking him back into reality- which he flawlessly caught.
"whatever."
shrugging on his jersey, kyotani finally walked out the club room. luckily it wasn't his day to clean so he didn't have to stay behind and clean up for his dumb upperclassmen. kyotani looked at the bench, expecting to see (name) waiting for him, but was met with an empty one. did (name) leave him? well, he did have him wait at least thirty minutes for him, but he couldn't help but be a bit disappointed and angry. his hand balled up into a fist and let out an angry curse.
"oh, kyotani-kun! sorry, i figured you would be thirsty after practice so i got you a drink from the vending machine!" (name) yelled from behind him as he held two cold drinks in his hands. kyotani stared at him with wide eyes before going back to his natural half-lidded glare. he felt a bit guilty for doubting him so quickly, not that he would ever admit to it.
kyotani gratefully took the cold drink from (name), he opened it easily and took a big gulp from it. he let out a sigh at the cold drink going down his throat. he decided, he should thank him. (name) waited and bought something for him. he could've left him while he was practicing, but he didn't.
"th-thanks." kyotani said as he took the last gulps of the drink before throwing it away in the nearest trash bin.
"it's no problem! come on, you're still gonna walk me home right?" (name) asked nervously. he hoped that kyotani would still be up for it. did he just say that to be nice and give him false hope? he hoped not, for his sake.
kyotani only nodded and started to walk,
"come on. are you gonna come or not?"
hi guys we're still in quarantine i just want to use my platform to spread awareness and make sure you guys keep yourself safe the covid19
pls be careful when ur outside 😾
sorry if it gets sloppy at the end i got lazy
also i'm gonna end it here and maybe i'll make a part 2 where they become a thing
ummm tell me if there's anything i should work on please i take advice
i think i'm gonna post abt the trash king tmr 😼
anyways thanks for reading ily guys
