Haikyuu!! X Transmasc Reader

Yuu Nishinoya

"Hey, Pancake... Come 'ere," Noya opened his arms. I crawled to him and layed my head on his chest, burrowing into it. He hugged me and kissed my forehead before softly playing with my hair. "At least you made it, right?"

"Mmh... " I grunted. "It was better last year. The only reason any of them are playing is because of Adi. His club shut down so he had his entourage invade mine. They don't even like the sport. MSC was my safe place where I could play volleyball and feel good about it. Feel a connection with the people I'm playing with. And they had to ruin it..."

To sum things up, I go to a small school that's near Karasuno. We used to scrimmage all the time, but after their coach retired, we kind of stopped. That's how me and Noya met. My school's volleyball team is made up of a bunch of people who do it because we get out of school early whenever we have a match. Plus, my coach is an undiagnosed sociopath. Both of them. One of them has even said, and I quote, you can't talk volleyball with me, I have no idea what you're saying. And she constantly watches YouTube videos on how to do things so she can teach us. The other one just got a divorce, possibly for the second time, and his daughter is graduating. He runs a fishing charter as a day job and one of his boats broke down, too. And both of them hate me for some reason I don't know. But I hardly get any playing time.

So I joined a Junior Olympic club.

There are people from all different schools there and there were only about nine of us on a team since last year was the first season for the club.

One other guy on my team, Adi, was on a different one, Steel Thunder, and they were a huge club. I mean they had at least 4 teams for each age group. But after last season, they shut down.

So tryouts for my team, MSC, were yesterday and Adi was there with my entire school team. The team that I wanted to get away from. They were at my safe space when I was already nervous because a lot more people were trying out than last year.

And I know at least one of them made it, I can't remember the other numbers but from the looks of it they all probably did. The way that they posted the teams was by number. When you got to the tryouts, they gave you a T-shirt with a number on it and that's what they showed instead of names.

Now, what you're probably thinking is that it's not so bad. They're just a little bit lazy, that's all. But it's really not.

All of them have made fun of me for my gender identity and my sexuality. And they make fun of mental illness or they think that it's quirky. And the morning announcements have a small portion where the special ed class reads some announcements and they're always either looking at each other as a competition to see who's gonna laugh at them first, or they think that it's cute.

It's not something small. And I can't say anything because they don't act that way at club. MCS only meets twice a week, so nobody else on the team would see it. But when you spend close to every day with them for years— I forgot to mention, I went to middle school with most of them too— you see things that nobody else normally would.

My parents don't get it. They don't know that they make fun of people like they do. Especially since my cousin goes to the same school as me and he has down syndrome. They make fun of him a lot. And when he was on the announcements for the first time in a while, all they said was oh there's another one? and laughed.

He puts work into the announcements. His speech isn't the clearest so when he finds out he's doing them, he gets a slip of paper with one sentence he has to say and he goes to my grandparents' house because his parents work and he practices with them, then after his parents get home, he goes to his house and practices for hours on end. And they just laugh.

So my parents just tell me that I have to live with it. They don't know the full extent of what they say, and I don't have the heart to tell them.

"It hurts... " I grip Noya's shirt.

"I know... They invaded your safe place... That's awful... You don't deserve it." He kisses the top of my head.

"Hey Yuu?"

"Yeah, Pancake?" He looks down at me.

"Do you think it'll get easier? Maybe better?"

"Maybe... I know it seems unlikely but maybe you can be an influence on them and maybe they'll turn around... Maybe you'll even be friends some day. You used to think Adi was cool."

"That's before he started saying he was bisexual as a trend and saying he's an artist when he can't even draw a circle. And before he started faking mental illnesses and saying that he's going to therapy when he's really not. And before he started watching anime but when I started talking to him about Bakugou from My Hero, he was really lost and had no idea. "

"Well maybe he hasn't watched My Hero Academia-"

"He was wearing a Bakugou shirt!"

"Oh... " He ruffles my hair gently. "That's annoying. But I promise I'll be here for you, always, okay?" I nodded. "And I talked to Coach and Takeda. They said they were gonna get us some practice matches against each other. So the time you spend with them, can be spent with me too. How's that sound?" He smiled wide, causing me to chuckle.

"Yeah, sounds good. Thank you, Nishi. You're the best." I leaned up and kissed his chin. "I love you. "

"I love you too, Pancake." He kissed my nose.

I wrote this in an hour and there is no editing done yet but uhhhh true story? I'm sorry if there wasn't enough noya, but I really had to get some of this stuff off my mind and noya is a comfort character for me. I haven't posted in a while and I'm really sorry about that, school has been kicking my ass. But I hope y'all are doin okay and I love y'all, don't forget that! Y'all are valid and super handsome, and that shirt looks really good on you. ;)

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