kiddo

chapter four

"So the freak-quick only works, like seventy percent of the time?" Keishin asks me as the players clean the gym.

I run my fingers through my hair, trying to think of an answer, "I would say more like sixty percent. Hinata blindly relies on Kageyama's sets, which works well until a blocker adjusts to Hinata. Then the attack might not work at all."

"I see," he mutters, running his fingers up and down his jawline.

He keeps questioning me about different players, the others saying their farewells, and heading home.

"Koda, I'm heading home," Yū says as he walks up, "I can wait a bit longer if you need more time."

I look back at Keishin, not knowing if he has more questions.

"I can walk her home," Keishin offers, looking up at his friend.

Yūsuke raises his eyebrows and then glances over at me, "Are you okay with that?"

I nod, "It's fine with me."

Yū smiles and then pivots around, strutting to the door, "See you at home Koda."

Keishin turns back to me, asking about Tsukki.

I reply, elaborating about his blocking and relationships with other teammates, but as he stands up and heads to the door I pause, blatantly confused. He locks the doors and gets something out of his bag, walking back past me as he heads to the storage room.

"Keishin, what are you-"

"Are you coming?" he asks coyly, his hand gesturing to the room.

I stand up, still confused, "Do you want a tour of the storage room?"

Grabbing my wrists he pulls me into the dark room, pinning me against the wall, "No, dumbass."

I hold my breath, biting my lip as my mind races, weighing out all the possible consequences.

"Keishin," I whipser, his face so close to mine, "We probably shouldn't do this."

His teeth move to tug at my earlobe, his hot breath tickling my ear as he whispers, "I get that we shouldn't, but the real question is, do you want to?"

I fight the urge to kiss him, turning my head to the side. 

He releases my earlobe, his face coming in front of mine to look at me, eyes filled with concern.

"If you really don't want to, then I'll stop," he says in a low voice, releasing my wrists.

He takes a step to the door, but looks back and mutters, "Let's go, I still want to walk you home-"

Discarding my previous mindset I grab the back of his hoodie, pulling him back towards me. My arms wrap around his neck as I kiss him deeply, lust growing steadily as our tongues intertwine.

His hands immediately slip under my shirt, fingers running down my back as he pulls me closer. 

He moves down to my hips as he pushes me against the wall, breaking away from the kiss to catch his breath.

I play with the hem of his hoodie, eyes flicking upward, asking if I can take it off. He nods and I pull up the orange pullover, dropping it to the floor as my eyes traverse his bare chest. 

My left hand plays with his piercing and I just stare, completely enamored and entranced.

"I'm beginning to think you like the piercing more than me," Keishin notes with a smirk.

My eyes meet his, "You're not wrong."

He rolls his eyes and pulls up my shirt, tossing it with his hoodie. His hands cup my boobs, his mouth attacking my neck, leaving dark marks in his wake.