Coach Ukai X Reader | Haikyuu!!

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He drives to his house, the ride there wasn't awkward at all, he was always making jokes and talking about different things.

I have never really liked interacting with people a lot, but he makes it look so easy. Makes me say what is at the top of my tongue. I like talking to him.

We get to his house.

'Damn, it's big.'

He opens the door and lets me in first.

"I'm gonna take a shower, you can do whatever you want." He leaves me alone.

All alone. Again.

'What do I do.'

I go to his room. It doesn't really look like an adult's room. It looks like a modern but it's messy. I fall on his bed with my back to it. I climb up to his pillows and stuff my face in them.

It smells like him. The smell of adult version of sugar and cigarettes. He smells amazing.

I take another deep breathe as he enters the room. I struggle to sit straight from his bedsheets.

He a nothing on other than a towel that is tied really low that I can see his deep V-line. Water is dripping from his hair down to between his abs.

He catches me staring before I realize it. I struggle to get out of his bed. "U- um- I- I'm sorry." I stutter.

"Nah it's fine. I'll take my clothes and go out."

"No I'm sorry." I try to walk past him to the door but he's covering it.

"excuse me." I say trying to get past him.

"I said it's fine." He is towering over me as a water droplet from his hair falls on my face.

Damnit. He smells so good. I can't help it. Is it bad?

I stand there while he takes takes his things. Should I change too? where is my bag anyway? Shit, I forgot it in the car.

"H-hey Ukai, can I have the car keys? I forgot my bag in there."

"Take something from my closet, the car is parked really far away. I'll get it when I'm done."

Is he serious? Do I take him seriously or what?

I turn around and close his rooms door.

I take a deep breathe.

'Why am I so nervous?'

What should I take? Probably something that is really big. I'm wearing shorts so that's good.

I pick a big black graphic tee that makes it look like I don't really have any pants on. Doesn't matter or bother me honestly.

It's smells like him. Everyone smells like him. Of course it does, it's his house!

I can see his cologne on his dresser. I open it and spray some on my hand. I take a deep breathe with my nose. I need this.

I spray some on his shirt even though it already smells like him.

Am I obsessing over him? Do I think about him too much? Should I even be here?

I leave his room and see him getting his shirt on. He has it half way through and now it's all in. It's a plain black shirt that looks like the one I'm wearing.

"I see we're matching." He says with a smirk on his face.

"Guess I'll go change." I say with a laugh.