Is it possible to fall in love with someone you've never talked to before?
Ever since a meeting in the rain as kids, ever since an appearance in a volleyball magazine, and ever since their first eye contact; [L/N] [Y/N] has felt an attraction to th...
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Terushima and Y/N were currently in Y/N's livingroom, sitting around the small kotatsu that was in the middle of it. Textbooks and various other school supplies were scattered all over the floor, bags of chips and other packaging for different food was everywhere as well.
The small project meet up had soon turned into a miniature tutoring session as well, seeing as you were falling behind in chemistry a bit. Terushima notices this and decided to give you some pointers, even lending you some notes and helping make some flashcards.
Did I mentioned you opened up to him as well?
It was shocking to see the drastic change in your attitude towards; basically avoiding him like the plague one minute to casually laughing about other topics that weren't school-related to the next. In fact, I'd consider you two friends by now.
The TV blared some random show from Netflix that was about volleyball or something. Pretty sure it was called 'Haikyuu!!', and the two of you were basically paying more attention to that more than the actual project. I mean, you are halfway down so it wasn't going to delay you all that much.
Terushima continued to work another part of the project on the laptop, occassionally taking a sip from his can of Momorin that laid beside him. Meanwhile, Y/N's attention was fully directed towards the TV; sitting on their stomach and arms on top of an extra pillow Teru had given them.
After about half an hour, Y/N's fangirling/ fanboying screams had stopped. At the sudden silence from his childhood stranger, Terushima rose his head to take a glance at them.
A sudden blush appeared on his face when he saw the scene in front of him;
Y/N had half their body tucked under the futon on the kotatsu, head resting on their arms that was still on the pillow he had given him. Their hair was sprawled all over the place, yet the the small tresses that fell into their face framed it perfectly.
A small smile then graced the bi-colored male's face. He stopped typing on his laptop for a second, getting up and walked over to the other. He picked them up in their arms, and walked over to the spare bedroom in his house.
He gently set them down on the soft mattress, tucking them in.
"Sweet dream, Y/N..."
With that, he placed a gentle kiss on the other's forehead, before turning off the lights and walking out.
