Yuu and Ai [Haikyuu x Male!reader]

"...Yuu."

It was late in the afternoon. A week since [F/n] started tutoring Noya. Between the two, an unusual friendship has started to bloom. Despite their clashing personalities, they oddly get along or so what the others see. They were often seen together during lunches and after school so it was given that most assumed they had a friendly relationship.

"Oi, Noya-san. Where are you going?" Tanaka felt his eyebrows lift as he watched his friend grab his notebook and ran towards the door. The libero who was usually grumbling about lunch and volleyball right now was eagerly searching for someone. He heard Noya randomly muttered words that sounded like curses, formulas, theories, and a familiar name.

"Studying!" Noya exclaimed, beating his chest. The finals were in a few weeks. He never put this much effort into studying before but if it was for the sport he loves. It was a bonus that if he ever succeeded in this task, he'll be able to rub it off his tutor's irritating face.

Tanaka laughed at his friend's antics. That ceased when he remembered his own situation. "Dammit, maybe I should get a tutor."

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The person they called Mr. Popular was reading in the library, the only place that he can enjoy silence. He found himself relaxing while reading his favorite manga. He heard a thud, some grumbling and angry footsteps towards his direction. He chose to ignore the person despite feeling them sit in front of him.

Noya cleared his throat, trying to get the [h/c] haired boy's attention. He waited a few seconds but he didn't even get a single glance. He watched as the other turn the book's page. The annoyingly handsome face wasn't seen, it was hidden behind a manga. 'Manga?' Noya couldn't believe it. He expected the other boy to be reading something classical or well- boring. But manga? He looked at the cover carefully. At first, he was confused. The cover showed four boys. 'What is the title? Given? A band?'

Behind the manga, [F/n]'s eyes twinkled in amusement as the corner of his lips curved upwards. He felt the stare of his current student. His [e/c] peaked at the top of the manga, watching the confused look of the other.

'What kind of- wait, why am I even- ugh,' A slap echoed across the silent halls of the library. It was followed by a burst of muffled laughter. 'What?' Noya finally noticed the watchful eyes of his tutor. "You basta-" he started but abruptly stopping as he nervously glanced around the room. Deeming it safe, he gave his tutor the best glare he could muster.

[F/n] gave him a smile, putting his second current favorite source of entertainment away. His first favorite's glare was truly the best, it was adorable. "Noya-san, what can I help you with?" he whispered with a smirk that sends chills to anyone's spine. As a matter of fact, a girl passing by gasped at the sight.

Noya scoffed at his tutor as he felt his ears get warmer. He rubbed them with a frown. "C'mon! You gotta teach me more! I need to play with the team," he hissed.

The [e/c]-colored boy understood well, however, as if to tease the other boy again he placed a finger on top of his lips to shuush the boy. He then pointed towards the window.

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"So, you need more sessions?" [F/n] asked.

Noya nodded enthusiastically.

"And what's in it for me? You know I have other things to do," It may have sounded like an excuse but it was true. It was for his image and title really, but he wouldn't mind giving the other more of his time.

Noya frowned in thought. His face changed as he jumped up and down with a grin on his face, "I'll buy you some popsicle every session!"

The other paused for a second before letting out a beautiful laugh that was quickly hidden behind his hands. Clearing his throat, he agreed to what the libero wanted but he changed the condition, "No, I'll teach you more but you owe me five favors."

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Tanaka came into his class with a yawn. He went and sat on his seat. He glanced at his side to check on one of his teammates but another weird looking short guy was sitting on it, a dark aura surrounding the other.

"Oi, you're sitting on the wrong sit. Someone's already sitting there. Are you new?" Tanaka didn't want to be rude to a new student who now looks oddly familiar. He rubbed his eyes after giving a tired yawn.

"....Ryu, you idiot," The moment Tanaka heard the voice he let out a gasp, sleepiness leaving his body.

"Eh?! Noya-san, what's up with your hair?"

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Noya grumbled. He's been doing that a lot. Looking around his surroundings, he let out a loud scream. He didn't care about the students around him. His chest felt a little lighter now.

"Wow- Oh! You actually did it! You look shorter Noya-s...an," The annoying bastard was finally here.

The shortest member of Karasuno volleyball team turned out around to face the other. His usual hair that was styled upwards was now softly resting his forehead. He endured a lot that day, all because of this bastard's request.

"Oi, let's hurry up," he tried to be intimidating but it failed badly. As a matter of fact, it had the opposite effect.

'F*ck,' [F/n] was dying internally. It took every ounce of his self-control to not pinch the shorter boy's cheeks or squeeze the other in a tight embrace. He hid his blushing face behind one hand.

"You're dangerous," he mumbled. He noticed some girls curiously looking at their direction. Within a flash, he placed his hands on Noya's shoulder, spinning the other around and pushing him on the direction towards his old house.

"Let's go."

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Things were going great. Noya was getting the stupid gas laws his teacher kept on talking about this month. If you ignore the burning stare of his tutor, he could say that it's not a bad session.

"Hey! Stop that!" Finally fed up, he decided to face his tutor head-on. "What do you want huh?"

"Let me play with your hair." A voice filled with curiosity answered.

"What?" He asked again, unsure if he heard the annoying bastard right.

"It'll be my second request."

The dark-haired boy thought about it. It wasn't as embarrassing as what he would have come up with if he had to order anyone. What confused him was the other's strange obsession with his hair, "Why do you keep on- tch. Do you have a hair fetish or something?"

"No, I'm just bored," [F/n] denied. He doesn't really. It was just the cute crow's hair. No one else. [He checked by staring at his friends' hair... that made them paranoid that day].

"Fine." With that, Noya watched the bastard stand and walk towards him. He gulped feeling the other's warm behind his back as [F/n] sat behind him. His back froze as gentle hands comb his hair, touch the strands softly as if afraid of them crumbling.

"Don't mind me, just keep on studying Noya-san." A voice deeper than usual broke the awkward silence that surrounded the two.

'How can I keep on studying if you keep on doing that?!' Noya internally shouted, keeping it in as it was a part of their compromise. He felt himself relax as seconds passed by, getting used to the sensation of someone touching his hair. He felt sleepy.

'Huh?!' The sudden feeling of sleepiness was gone when he felt a warm air blow on his neck. He quickly looked back, ready to punch and curse his tutor when he didn't see anyone behind him. [F/n] was already leaning on the wall, reading a book.

"A ghost?" he mumbled to himself as he goes back to his work, not noticing the other's amused smile.