happy ending : yaku morisuke
requested by : @LukasHaverius( stan seventeen- thank me later,,, also happiest birthday to this cutie and choi seungcheol hehe, technically seungcheol's birthday was yesterday bc timezones lolol )
also changed the plot again- sorry- i write a lot of this when you first requested and then realized that it didn't fit what you had asked but im too lazy to change the plot soooo yeah
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beads of sweat rolled down yaku's face as he walked towards the locker rooms after an intense game at the finals with his team in russia. he had gone pro and played with the russian team for quite some time now.
"yo- yaku! someone's waiting for you outside the locker rooms!" one of his teammates signaled to yaku as he walked in, the russian words leaving his mouth. yaku raised an eyebrow at this, "who?" he replied in russian.
his teammate shrugged, "a girl. i think shes a journalist of some sort." yaku groaned, believing it was probably another one of those crazy fangirl awaiting him outside the doors.
he swiftly changed out of his team uniform and ran out the doors, saying a quick 'goodbye' to his teammates.
his eyes scanned the hallways of the huge gymnasium- looking for someone who fit the description that his friend had given him.
"uhm- are you yaku morisuke?"
yaku turned on his heels upon hearing his native tongue to see you standing near the entrance of the gym where the games were going on.
he raised an eyebrow at you, confused. "i am," he replied in russian at first but noticed the confused look on your face before switching to his native language. "do you need something from me?"
your eyes were fixed on the tiles near your feet as you twirled your hair between your thumb and index finger. "ah, uhm... you probably don't remember me but im (l/n) (y/n)... you might know me better as the author of optimal conditions? the volleyball novel?"
yaku's eyes slowly widened at this- his mouth agape before he shook off his initial shock and gulped down a lump in his throat. "w-wait, didnt your brother play for nekoma? you went there right?"
a shy nod confirmed his suspicions as his cheeks slowly reddened. memories and flashbacks came at yaku like a flood as he recalled how many times kuroo tried to get the two of them together- how he'd tease yaku about liking you.
"u-uhm, yaku-kun... are you busy for the rest of today?" you asked shyly, in such a hushed tone. yaku raised an eyebrow at this, the games were over now and the only thing to do was to celebrate the victory although this russia winter weather was not helping so the celebration had been postponed.
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