Coach Ukai X Reader | Haikyuu!!

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I have math right now. Suge is sitting in front of me again.

"Y/n, come here."

'Am I in trouble?'

She hands me the class phone.

'Is it Ania? Is she in trouble?'

"Hey, You have to come to the principal's office. Daddy crow needs to take you out. Get your stuff with you." Its a man but I can't recognize his voice.

I can feel my face get red in front of the whole class.

"Dadd... who?"

"Just come. You know him. Your teacher knows so don't worry."

I close the phone and go back to my seat and collect my books.

"You have to leave Y/n, don't you?" my teacher asks me.

"umm... yeah."

I'm ready to go but Suga stops me.

"What happened? Why are you leaving?"

"Uhh... I-i- Ill tell you later."

This time I really walk away and go to the office.

She gives me an early leave slip so I can go out.

The gates are open and there is only one person standing there. Its Ukai. I hate him. He had to embarrass me like that.

He opens the car door for me but I give him a death glare. He just smiles. Is he ok? He can see that I'm mad and all he does is smile.

I don't say anything in the beginning so he starts the conversation.

"So did you have breakfast?"

I don't answer but I say something.

"Why did you have to call yourself that? I'll murder you next time you use it."

He looks at me while he has I'm hand on the steering wheel and chuckles.

"It's not funny dude. I WAS IN CLASS. What if it was my teacher? What would you do?"

"It wasn't tho. You don't like it? I thought it was good."

"No." He laughs again while driving.

"I should've left you there. Where are we going anyway?"

"You don't have to be all grumpy. We're going to a boutique, you need a dress."

"This is the first time I see you in a suit. I like it. AND WHY DO WE NEED A DRESS?"

"Youll see."

"Cant I just get one of my own?"

"How are you gonna get in without your Aunt noticing you smartypants?"

"She has a job," I give him an 'are you seriously that stupid?' face.

"Okay then."

We get to my house. He waits in the living room while I pick something.

"HEY CAN YOU COME TO CHOOSE SOMETHING SINCE YOU DONT WANT TO TELL ME WHERE WE ARE GOING?" I yell for him from my room.

He comes without saying a word.

He picks a fluffy black dress. "This?"

"Too short."

He picks a green long dress. "This?"

"No."

This goes on for about 10 or 15 minutes until,

"Just pick one goddamn it. You would look amazing in all of them!" He's frustrated now.

"Last one and you're going to wear it."

"Fine," I say, hoping it would actually be a good one.

He picks a... Red silk dress? I forgot I had that.

"No way in hell," I say.

"Go in and change." He picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. I break free while he's just taking his first step.

"Calm down, I can walk." I grab the dress from his hand and take fishnets and a little chain belt with me.

'Im not wearing this.'

I look so much older than I actually am. Maybe I can fix it with black lipstick? No, that wouldn't do it. Maybe some black eyeshadow to calm the dress down a bit. Forget it I'm gonna do both.

I make sure to put a lot. I add some lipstick to my cheeks and rub it but still making sure my freckles show. I don't wear make up a lot but I still like it.

"I'm coming in 3 seconds... 1... 2... 3..." He says as he opens the door. I catch him staring but he doesn't look away.

"She's so beautiful..." He says.

"Umm.. hey?"

He wakes himself up, "Yes right. Hey. Let's go?"

I nod and we walk out.

I try to sit comfortably in the car but I can't, the dress is too short.

He suddenly puts his hand on my thigh and I freeze. "Stop worrying. It fine."

"I wasn't-"

He looks me I the eyes, "You were."

He doesn't remove his hand but I also don't say anything about it. We both know that both of us like it.

He starts moving his hand in circles and I'm starting to get more and more butterflies every time he does it.

So were going to some really fancy restaurant? Didn't think he likes that kind of stuff. He looks like the type that would like to go to a diner and I like that.

We both walk to the door but he stops. "What's up?" I look at him.

"Do you really want to go here?" He asks with a sigh.

"Oh, so I get a say in it?" I try to be funny.

"Would you rather go to a festival then eat at home?"

"As you like."

"The festival is." He looks excited. He looks amazing in that suit. He is really trying hard to understand.

He opens the door for me. I get on my toes and kiss him on the cheek as I whisper in his ear. "I can open my own doors." And go in. He stands by the door at first but then goes to his seat.

We get to the festival, play some games and walk around. He gets me a plushie, I act as if I don't like it but I'm sure he saw through the act.

"Aren't we supposed to get back? They are supposed to come." I say.

"You didn't really think I told them. Who would want to hang out with an old guy like me?" Why wasn't I surprised? I knew it sounded dumb but deep inside I knew he was lying. I just didn't want to believe it.

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Sorry if it was too long. I'll make sure to skip some parts next time.