ʕง•ᴥ•ʔง 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 * kenma k. ╲ʕ·ᴥ· ╲ʔ ✔

ʕง•ᴥ•ʔง hey tell me about p e a n u t s

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with so many eyes on him, kenma felt sweat roll down his back. "we haven't ever talked and they aren't the same type of player i am." he said, keeping his words short.

"then start the conversation with her man!" yamamoto cheered, his voice booming loudly causing a couple members to shrink and cover their ears.

"shut up!" yaku scolded the second year, hitting him in the back with his leg. kuroo cleared his throat before beginning to talk.

"what do you mean by, 'their not the same type of player." kuroo mocked, making his voice squeaky and high pitched when repeating what kenma had said.

"they're loud." there's definitely more to it then that but kenma was starting to get pretty sweaty really fast and they hadn't even started playing yet.

"i bet she's really cute!" yamamoto whispered, saying something along the lines of his sister watches her when she has her friends over and they all think she's a girl.

"wait, do you guys seriously not know what they are?" yaku asked, as he pulled on the collar of yamamoto's jacket.

"how's he wearing a jacket?" kenma was on the brink of a heatstroke. all these eyes aren't doing him any good, especially in this heat. "nice day more like hot as fuck day." wow, cursing.

maybe watching the last week of dickdown's streams wasn't the best choice.

"i think they're a guy!" lev said, mostly at yamamoto who snarled.

"yeah right! a girl!" he snapped back.

"a boy!"

"a girl!"

"a boy!"

"a girl!"

"does it matter!?" yaku screamed. he panted slightly before scolding both boy's and telling them to warm up.

"come on, everyone's here now." kuroo said, landing a hand on kenma's back and noticing how it was already kinda damp. the taller boy looked down to his friend with pity, though a small laugh slipped out. kenma glared at him causing a quick and squeaky, "sORry!" to fall from his lips.

a light pink dusted kuroo's cheeks as he covered his mouth.

"i assumed you stopped puberty a couple years ago but i guess not."

this time kuroo glared at kenma, who smirked all to kuroo's surprise.

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"baby bitch, it's time for dinner." makki said, as he entered the younger teens room. "issei said something about ramen." he added, when y/n didn't flinch from her seat at her desk.

"i'll be there in a minute." she said offhandedly, not looking up from the sheet of paper in front of her.

makki hummed as he walked further into the room. "what's that?" he asked, looking over her shoulder and down at the paper. the act was extremely easy, his height beating hers by a mile {not literally} the fact that she hadn't inherited the height her brother did was something that tugged at her more often than not. "wow, you really are a nerd."

"shut the fuck up and get out of my room." she growled, glaring up at the pink haired male as he smirked.

"so sensitive." he said, grinning when he came to a quick realization. "you know who else is really sensitive? oikawa!" a packet was chucked at the tall male as he walked to the door, the smaller of the two shoving him out before slamming the door shut. "ok, oikawa junior. talk about trashykawa."

"issei! don't touch the stove!" the cry of a five foot man sounded throughout the home, causing both makki and y/n to head down to the kitchen. there they saw papa matsun scolding an oversized issei.

"did you seriously touch a fucking burner?" y/n asked, looking at her older brother with a much deserved disappointed face.

"it was for the aesthetic." the black curly haired young man said, holding up a peace sign when he saw makki.

"nice." the pale bitch who, most likely has nine hundred thousand followers on tiktok, replied, he too held up a peace sign.

"i can't tell which one of you is the bad influence." the father of both matsun children sighed out, raising the she devil reincarnated along with a boy who acts high all the time wasn't easy.

especially when you add a boy who enjoys encouraging arguments while also playing the victim.

hell was near and papa matsukawa could feel the heat.

"are we having ramen or what?" the she devil herself asked, one hand clenched around the doorframe as she eyed her dad who sighed.

"yes, darling, we're having ramen. you have time to finish your geometry homework, which i think you should." he said, giving the girl a parental and knowing look over his wire framed glasses.

y/n groaned and slid her feet on the ground, "but i'm already down here!" she said, flopping down on the couch.

her father shook his head and chuckled, while the two boys sat at the table and traded phones. "don't you have a surprise for the team soon?" issei asked, scrolling through maki's photos.

y/n grunted. "you could call it that." she said, head buried deep in the cushions of the couch. "it's more of a plan to get oikawa out of my hair." she continued, face contorting into a scowl just at the thought of her older schoolmate.

"what's the big surprise?" maki asked, as he posed with one hand in a peace sign and issei's phone held up by the other.

"we're gonna have a practice match with a school we've never been against." the words were muffled by the couch but the two boys could make out what she'd said.

"don't you think oikawa would just be more annoying?" issei asked, a lazy smile gracing his features. maki hummed, agreeing with his friend while he edited his picture.

"he'll probably annoy iwaizumi more then me. i'll just threaten him." she shrugged off, rolling off the couch when she heard a timer go off.

papa mattsun scoffed and scolded the girl though it was in vein as he knew she wouldn't listen, despite this, he still told her to play nice and not threaten the 'poor' captain.

yeah right.

issei helped set the table with his sister while maki played around on the taller males phone, eventually sliding it over to issei when he sat down. "like your new background?" he asked, nodding down to the phone that displayed a beautifully edited selfie of maki.

issei chuckled and told him it was pretty while y/n scoffed. "you look like that one clown oikawa always talks about." both boys dissolved into laughter while y/n smirked on the sideline, happy to see she made them laugh though she would never admit it.

"ok kids, dinners served so eat up." papa mattsun said, setting bowl after bowl down before the teens then taking his own seat and bowl.

"thank you." they all chimed with various degrees of emotion.

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a/n: i'm at work right now. lol
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