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Vending Machine || Kyoutani Kentarou

Hey Hey Lil honey bees! Before we start I just wanna say a HUGE thank you to everyone who has read this book and thank you so much for 100 views! Wahh, I never thought someone would enjoy my writing enough for me to get this many views! So, here is some Kyoutani fluff to celebrate and also ease the pain of Haikyuu ending heh.

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Kyoutani Kentarou has always been known as a scary person. He easily earned a reputation as a delinquent, and plenty of students who attended Aoba Johsai would avoid him at all costs. He was rude, aggressive and seemed to lack all respect for his upperclassmen and others. So, it was surprising to find him acting kindly to anyone. 

The first time you had met Kyoutani was in the halls during lunch. You were standing in front of the vending machines, trying to decide what drink you should get. You were planning on getting what you always got but when faced with the variety of choices the machine offered; you found yourself stumped on what to do, which led you to have been standing there for countless minutes. And so, Kyoutani found you with your arms crossed, chewing on your lip in concentration as you eyed the vending machine. 

He didn't give you a second glance as he stood off to the side, attempting to wait patiently for you to finish choosing your drink. His patience quickly wore thin though as he watched you shift your stance multiple times. "Could you hurry? I'm not trying to spend my entire lunch break waiting for you to make up your mind." You jumped at the sound of his gruff voice and whipped around quickly to look up at him. He rose an eyebrow as your gaze drifted over his slightly taller form. You clapped your hands in front of you as a light pink dusted your cheeks, "I- uhm.." You stuttered lightly and moved to the side. "Im sorry.. I'm indecisive so you can go first" You flashed him an awkward smile and hid your hands behind your back. 

Kyoutani let his honey-colored eyes linger on you for a minute before his usual glare seemed to harden slightly as he returned his attention to the vending machine, taking a step forward. You observed him from your place, unable to stop yourself from thinking about how he looked kind of cute, even if he was a little scary. Kyoutani was very aware of your gaze but tried to ignore it, although it made him slightly uncomfortable. He snagged his drink, which fell down with a loud clunk. He then stood back up and turned to you again before he tossed a can at you. You panicked but luckily caught the drink he threw to you. He rolled his eyes and popped his own can open before he turned to walk away. 

You shook your head and called out to him. "Hey wait!" He stopped walking and turned towards you, letting out an annoyed breath as he watched you jog over to him. "T-Thank you for the drink.." You mumbled as you looked at the can in your hands. "Can I repay you in any way?" You asked suddenly as your head whipped up so you could gaze at his seemingly unfriendly glare. "Tch, no." He rolled his eyes and turned away again, walking off to who knows where while you watched. You bit your lip after he rounded the corner and formed a small plan in your mind, "I'll pay him back somehow.."

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It had been almost a full week since your encounter with Kyoutani, and since then you had found out a bit about him from asking around. You learned that he played for the school's volleyball team and you learned about his delinquent like tendencies. Despite what you heard, though, you wanted to believe that there had to be something soft about him. Why else would he have bought you a drink? So you decided that today would be the day. You knew that the boys' volleyball team had practice after school and you knew just what to do.

When the bell had rung signaling the end of your last class period, you quickly packed up and made your way to the vending machines. You took your time saying bye to people on your way, knowing the boys had to change and warm up before their practice began. When you arrived at the vending machines, you picked out a sports drink and pulled a small sticky note out of your backpack. You scribbled down your name and number and stuck the sticky note to the bottle before you made your way to the gym.