Ill-Fated Calf-Love

Kuroo

"He rejected me..."

"Kuroo, I swear if you mention it one more time, I will ignore you for the rest of break." Yaku fixed him with a glare when he opened his mouth to respond. "Akaashi will hang out with us again when he gets back. There's no way he'll go back to sitting alone and ditching classes. Well, maybe gym for a little."

"He should have told us he joined the cheer team. I could have warned him."

Iwaizumi shook his head. "Didn't he tell you he wasn't sure about it when Yukie approached him? That he was afraid of being made fun of?"

Kuroo nodded, laying back on the cement of the basketball court. "I still wish he'd told us-"

"Hey! You guys will never believe what just happened!" Oikawa sprinted up, large, goofy grin spread across his face. "Ushijima Wakatoshi asked me out."

Kuroo sat up as Iwaizumi tensed beside him.

"You turned him down, right?" Anger flashed across Iwaizumi's face.

"Why would I say no? Of course I said yes. You should be happy for me."

"Why? He's the biggest player in school. Why him? You should have turned him down!"

"Calm down, Iwaizumi," Yaku reasoned, holding his hands up.

"If you didn't want me to go out with anyone else, then you should have asked me. Why can't you just support me?"

"Why should I support you? I did ask you before and you said we should wait. I don't need to calm down when you turned around and started dating someone else! I hate you, Shittykawa! You're the worst. Don't cry to me when he hurts you." No one stopped Iwaizumi from stomping off, knocking his shoulder into Oikawa's as he went.

"Are you okay," Yaku asked when Iwaizumi was out of ear shot. "I've never seen him that mad at you before."

"He asked me out in elementary, but we agreed to wait until we got older, but he hasn't asked me again. Why should I have to turn Ushijima down? I didn't agree to wait for him."

"He'll get over it eventually. Give him space, I guess."

Oikawa shrugged. "I think I'm going to go home. I don't really feel like hanging out anymore."

"Feel better, Oikawa. Text us when you want to hang out," Kuroo called.

The two watched him shuffle away, head hanging.

"Should we just go to my house then," asked Yaku. "We can play that fighting game I just got."

"Yeah, let's do that."