Rules (Shinso Hitoshi x Reader)

6 - Mania

Training was just as exhausting as you expected it to be. Snipe had made you complete some upper body exercises on top of the regular bow and arrow training he had you do. He had explained it was so that you would be ready to carry a heavier bow but it was still a pain in the ass to do. 

You trudged into the woman's shower room, glad it was empty for once. At least you could shower in peace. You peeled off your soaked t-shirt, your mind suddenly reminding you of how Shinso' shirt clung to his body when you saw him. You quickly shook the thought away, embarrassed you were thinking of your friend in such a way.

Great. Now I feel like Mineta. 

You stepped into the shower and the let hot water cascade over your overworked muscles. The showers steam helped clear your head and it was only until your stomach growled did you realize it was time to get out. Shinso was probably waiting outside the dojo for you too. 

You quickly towel dried your hair and changed into a fresh pair of (f/c) dolphin shorts and a white crop to match. You exited the showers and passed by Snipe in the hall on your way out.

"Next week don't be late!" he ordered. "Or else we're gonna have to start training every day after school."

Fuck that. 

"I won't be late next time, I promise!"

You made a dash for the exit before Snipe could chastise you even more. You burst through the double doors and saw Shinso sitting at the bottom of the steps mindlessly scrolling through his phone. His hair was still slightly damp from when he showered. You felt bad making him wait an hour for you.

Shinso looked up at you. "You're finally here. I thought for sure you'd be here all night."

"Thanks for waiting for me. I thought the old man was gonna keep me here all night too," you sighed. "But! He finally let me go."

Shinso stood up, slinging his own duffel bag over his shoulder. "You owe me a drink for making me wait so long, princess. I'm starving."

"Yeah, sure, it's a deal," you rolled your eyes. "You already know where we're gonna eat?"

"Of course, I know the perfect place!" He rubbed his hands excitedly and began to walk down the street with you. "There's an Indian restaurant a few blocks from here that has the best mango yogurt drinks. You should definitely try it."

"Alright sounds cool. Let's go."

Shinso lead you down the block and the two of you made small talk on the way. It was nothing too interesting. Just comparing each others workout routines with the both of you complaining over who had it worse. 

Eventually, you made it to the restaurant where you were quickly seated by the waiter. You set your duffel bag on the side on the floor. Shinso sat across from you, watching you read from the menu as he already knew what he was going to get. You felt timid under his gaze. Did he have to stare?

The waiter at least soon returned with a notepad in hand ready to take your orders. 

"I'll have the tiki masala please," you said. "With a regular sized mango yogurt."

He scribbled it down and turned to Shinso. "And for you?"

"I'll have the tandoori chicken with water please."

"Certainly," the waiter nodded. He took both of your menus. "It'll be out shortly." He left to submit the orders to the kitchen.

You looked at Shinso with a frown. "Hey, I said I wouldn't mind paying for your drink."