daisuki || haikyuu oneshots

kageyama tobio || enemy's manager

kageyama x reader

fluff

they/them

it was hard being the manager of such a rowdy team.

many of the people in your class (especially the girls) envied you for your position, wishing it was them who were able to spend so much time with the famous volleyball players of aoba johsai.

however, it was not always fun and games.

oikawa-senpai would say something annoying. iwazumi-senpai would smack him.
mastu-san and makki-san would be exchanging memes in the corner.
kunimi-kun would be judging everybody.
yahaba-san would be trying to impress you.
etc etc.

it was all a mess but you loved these boys.

it was your first day of school when you met the boys and they instantly loved you. they all claimed you had oikawa's looks without the terrible personality- so they made it their mission to make you their manager. eventually, after two weeks they convinced you and here you are, folding towels and filling water bottles for your first practice match with the team.

after making your way back to the bench with the team's essentials, the coach called over to you,

"(l/n)-chan, come with me and we'll introduce ourselves to the team outside."

you hastily placed all of the items in your hand down onto the bench, most of which scattered across the gym floor and ran up to the coach so you were both walking side by side.

"i'll just be introducing us to the faculty advisor
(l/n)-chan so don't get all worried, yeah? from what i've heard they've still yet to find a coach after the last one left."

to be honest it was hard not to get worried. karasuno. from what you've heard your senpais and coach say they used to be a threat but now with the arrival of new first-years they may prove to be a true threat.

after a short walk to the school entrance, you saw what must be karasuno boys' volleyball team. they were all adorned wearing their black karasuno jackets and carrying their gym bags. you saw one of the boys already changing into their kit, placing their trousers into a bag. wonder what that's for...

your coach walked ahead slightly to the obvious older looking male among them all who seemed to be just as nervous as the players.

"you must be the coach! thank you so much for this opportunity, sir!"

"of course! welcome to aoboa johsai. please make yourself comfortable and our manager here will show you to your benches."

coach slightly gestures to you on his left his, drawing the boys attention to you. taking a small step forward you bow to the males in front of you,

"hello, my name is (l/n) (f/n). if you need anything please let me know!"

"a beauty! of course, such a school would have an attractive manager! please allow us to worship you!"

a certain boy in the back who was too busy triple checking his bag turns his head to the front of the group after hearing your introduction, recognising the name.

upon seeing your face he instantly recognised you. of course you had changed from when you were toddlers but he could definitely see the resemblance. of course, he noticed that you have matured and he would be lying if he said you didn't look good. the thought caused his cheeks to turn a warm shade of pink.

"...(f/n)-kun?"

"huh? oh! tobio-kun!"

"..."

"HUUH!?"

"oi kageyama, how come you know them, huh?"

both you and kageyama immediately blushed to hear this question as a series of embarrassing moments together flooded through your minds.

"o-oh, well my sister and tobio-kun's sister were very good friends and we would be made to play together a lot..."

of course, you purposely left off the part where they would dress you both up and make you go on playdates together when you were tiny. even going so far as to set up fake weddings so you could both get married.

"y-yeah uh it was... embarrassing."

sensing the awkward tension a male with gentle eyes and grey hair smiles warmly at you and asked for you to take them inside to set up. smiling at him you gestured for the team to follow behind you while you led them to their bench.

during this walk, you thought back on how much kageyama has changed. his cheeks were much chubbier and his bangs much shorter. now he was a tall athlete who was too handsome for his own good.

once you made sure the team had settled down you were about to make your leave until a hand grabbed at your wrist, causing you to turn around with furrowed eyebrows and concerned eyes.

"tobio-kun, is everything alright?"

the boy's eyes stayed staring downwards which could hardly be seen because of his large bangs dangling in front of his face.

"let's s... stay in t...t-touch (ff/n)-chan..."

his embarrassment from just trying to ask you to stay in touch made you giggle rather loudly, once again making his cheeks get even redder.

"that sounds great! i'll give you my number after the game."

pulling your hand out of his wrist you turn around to give him a sly wink, startling the poor boy who still couldn't believe the person in front of him was the same one he would share a bed with during sleepovers when they were younger.

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after the game, your job as a manager began once again as you ensured that every single player had their clean towel and freshwater while looking over your notes for today's match.

ripping a spare piece of paper up and quickly writing down your phone number you run out of the gym hoping to catch karasuno's team before they leave.

once you get outside you turn the corner to see your senpai finishing up a 'friendly chat' with the opposing team and decide to give kageyama your number once they're finished.

as soon as karasuno starts walking up to the bus again you stumble in front of them and hold your hand out, showing a piece of paper with numbers on it.

"here tobio-kun! call me and we can hang out sometime, yeah?"

"i-i- uh... YES!"

thinking you had forgotten about him before he couldn't be happier that you remembered to give him your number, never mind telling him you wanted to hand out with him.

"wha-! (y/n)-chan, stay away from tobio-chan! i won't allow it!"

ignoring your senpais pleads you turn away from kageyama once again and send a quick wink his way.

now he had to be practically dragged into the bus because he forgot how legs worked.