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suna rintarou x reader: smut

Suna Rintarou; where to begin? Suna is one of the hottest guys at Inarizaki High. He knows exactly what to say to make your insides melt. He is an amazing middle blocker, watching him on the court is always the highlight of my weeks. He also smokes(the devil's lettuce;), which, in my opinion, makes him even more perfect.

So, anyway, I'm Y/n. I'm a second year at Inarizaki High and I'm head-over-heels in love with Suna Rintarou. In fact, he's perfectly aware of the fact that I'm in love with him but, he doesn't pay much attention to me. No one really does.

Anyway, I was at practice on Friday after school, watching Suna and the Miya twins do extraordinary volleyball moves from the bleachers.

SUNA POV:

"That girl is watching ya' again. Y'know, I think she likes you Suna." Atsumu says, leaning closer to me.

"Nah, I think she's another one of your fangirls." I roll my eyes as I practice serving the ball.

"Well, she's kinda weird. I don't know she's never with anyone." Atsumu yells over the loud smack of the volleyballs hitting the gym floor.

I run to grab my volleyball. As I'm walking back to the rest of my team, I make eye contact with....Y/n I think it is. She's actually got a weird attractiveness to her. She has pretty e/c eyes and this h/l, h/c hair. Damn.

I finish up practice and I'm about to head to the locker room with Reon Ōhira but I see Y/n standing on the side of the gym.

"I'll catch you in a sec, Ōhira." I nod to him and walk to Y/n.

Y/N POV:

I look up from my phone and see...wait, is that- Rintarou?! He's walking towards me with that same signature slouch and alluring eyes.

"Hey." He smiles down at me.

"H-hi."

"So...you're Y/n, right?" He leans his arm against the wall beside me. At this point, I'm absolutely melting inside.

"Yes. And you're... Suna?" I say that as if I don't think about his name twenty-four-seven.

"Yup. You hang around here a lot huh?" He said as he reaches down into his jacket pocket and grabs a lighter and what seems to be a blunt.

He looks at me with the hottest, most seductive look I'd ever seen. "You wanna hit?"

I nod slowly and feel the blush creeping up on my cheeks. He lights the blunt and takes a very big hit off of it. He then passes it to me.

Most people wouldn't assume that I would smoke but, I do. Quite a lot actually. I take a hit and pass it back to Suna.

"Y' need some company walking home?" He says to me.

"Sure, why not."

2ND PERSON POV:

You and Suna begin the walk to your home, taking hits off the blunt as you walked.

It was winter so, it was quite cold outside and your house was at least twenty more minutes away.

"Y'could just leave me right here you know. My house is like twenty more minutes away and I wouldn't want to bother you." You look down towards your shoes, beginning to feel the effects of the weed.

"Hm, well, we could just go hang out at my house. It's close, just around the corner." He points in the direction of his house.

"Uh- sure."

The walk to Suna's house was short and took only five minutes. When you walked inside the house, it was just very dark, not a lot of extra decoration, just a few paintings.