I can feel the hot sun rays seeping through the open gaps in my curtains. I like the warmth of the rays as they randomly disperse throughout my body. I slowly sit up, my eyes fluttering as they adjust to the sudden light as I wake up.
Agh dammit I fell asleep on Suga-san!
My hands began roaming around the mattress, looking where my phone could have ended up. I slide my hand under my pillow and feel the cool glass of my phone screen.
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I groan at the idea of me initiating that conversation with Kageyama. How would I even start it? 'Oh hey Kageyama, I'm sorry for running away after you kissed me. Speaking of, what was all that about anyway?'
I'm so awkward when it comes to Kageyama. I'm normally confident when I have a solid end goal in mind because I know I can work hard and get the results I expect. But even though I know what I want with Kageyama I always put up this invisible wall between us.
I know my feelings towards him and I know what I want with him. But he's such a volleyball headass to put his attention in anything else. I don't expect to go any further than just being his teammate but after yesterday I don't know what to think anymore.
Is this my chance to shoot my shot? But what if Suga-san is right and he was just caught up in the moment and the kiss meant nothing to him.
Who the hell does he think he is? Making bold decisions like that just because he feels like it, he probably never once considered how I would react towards his mindless actions.
I don't realize I'm releasing stress pheromones until heard knocking on my door. You see my mom is also an alpha so she can also sense my pheromones.
"Shoyo honey are you okay? I can sense your stress. Come to the kitchen to have breakfast you're probably hungry since you didn't come out of your room since you got home last night."
I immediately regulate my pheromones and make my way to the kitchen. I sit in my usual seat pick up chopsticks and thank my mom for the food.
There's an awkward silence as we're eating our breakfast. I know my mom wants to ask why I was stressing out earlier but she wants to respect my space.
I break the silence deciding it wouldn't hurt to get a different perspective. I obviously can't tell her exactly what's going on but I decide to ask away anyway.
"Mom, how do you know you love someone...?" I cringe that I decide to ask that as opposed to literally anything else.
"Oh, love problems I see? I guess you are at an age where you start wanting to experiment and date. Is that why you were distressed earlier?" She has a smug look on her face, this is more embarrassing than I thought it would be.
"Sweetie don't be so embarrassed haha. Okay I'll get straight to the point so you can leave."
I relax a bit. I'm happy I have a good relationship with my mom. She doesn't pry too much into my personal life, she understands I need to live and experience things on my own but is always there to give me advice when I need it.
