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❥Issei Matsukawa

❥title: sleepless
❥story: fluff/small angst
❥warnings: none

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Matsukawa exhaled a breath of air, closing his eyes in satisfaction before reopening them with a small yet noticeable frown.

Oikawa, being observant, smirked as he slings his arm over the middle blocker's shoulder. "Oi oi Mattsun, what's the long face for?" the captain asked, still with the same teasing smirk.

Just as the black haired blocker was about to reassure the brunette that he was fine, a smack on the captain's head was heard along with a grunt.

"Iwa-chan that hurts!" Oikawa whined, letting go of the blocker and massaging the back of his head with a pout which Iwaizumi felt bad at first but held his posture.

"Leave him alone, he needs time." The ace stated with a small sigh after seeing Oikawa's pout, "But Iwa-chan! He looks like he needs comfort!" Iwaizumi clicked his tounge and sighed once again.

"I know he does just not from you." the captain dramatically gasped, placing a hand on his chest with a offended expression. "Iwa-chan are you saying I'm not good at comfort—"

"Yes." The ace cut off, already knowing what the brunette was going to say which made him pout once again, talking back once more to purposely irritate Iwaizumi.

Although Oikawa wasn't exactly wrong. Matsukawa has been getting less sleep lately and nightmares became a endless loop for him. Though, he genuinely WAS going to tell you about it but decided to go against it.

After you basically broke down out of stress because of the volleyball team, Matsukawa being his caring self, kept silent about his problems and didn't bother giving you hints, knowing you were stressed enough to handle any more.

"Matsu." his almost-closed eyes flickered open, glancing to his best friend, Hanamaki with a concerned expression, his arms crossed as a small sigh escaped his lips.

"Spill." Hanamaki simply stated, raising up an eyebrow in small impatience after receiving nothing but a confused expression from the blocker.

Takahiro let out a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Your barely blocking any spikes today." the male paused and frowned. "Not to mention you can't keep up with the jumps.." Matsukawa frowned and muttered an apology.

Hanamaki wasn't exaggerating his words. The middle blocker was always late to jump and normally Matsukawa would predict where the ball would go but no, not this time. He barely even hit any.

With a small frown, Issei shaked his head along with his hands waving. "Ah-no I'm okay. I'll do better." but the male didn't budge nor move, not until the he hears what he wants to hear.

"I'm telling you again, spill." the impatient male repeated once again, Matsukawa sighed, his mouth opening to speak until—

"Trashykawa stop annoying our manager!" the both of them glanced over to your direction, clearly irritated by the nonesense talking brunette.

He smiled a bit after seeing you take a breathe of air, pinching the bridge of your nose before clapping both of your hands. "Break's over, guys!" they all let out a unison of agreement, walking back to whatever they had to do.