summary ;〝 having a roommate with his only purpose in life is the use for his dick, you finally had enough of his actions— deciding to reverse the roles. 〞
It was far too easy to flirt with Tetsurō, the banter just seemed to flow between you two. Even in a room that wasn’t your own and with paranoia lingering constantly in the back of your mind, it was so easy to get lost in him.
It was way too early to be up and texting, but the last thing you wanted to do was end the conversation where it was. It was new and felt like a breath of fresh air.
Except for when he managed to steal your breath away and replace it with butterflies, which tended to happen more often than not.
From cheesy pick up lines to genuinely sweet comments, he was easily sweeping you off your feet and you couldn’t find it in yourself to resist his magnetic pull. He felt… safe.
When a text came through saying ‘can I call you?’ you were quickly, almost embarrassingly so, scrambling to grab your earbuds before calling him yourself.
“Well, that was quicker than I expected, kitten~ excited to talk to me?” His quiet voice echoed in your ear, causing your cheeks to warm up at his perception. “Okay, and what if I was?” You smirked.
Tetsurō’s chuckle sounded unbothered, much to your chagrin, but you weren’t overly surprised by it. “Oh? So, what would you say if I was just… five minutes away. Hypothetically, of course?”
You blinked, not expecting such a seemingly non-hypothetical question. “You’re not… you’re at my house. Aren’t you.” It wasn’t so much a question as a statement and you could practically hear his smug smirk over the phone before he laughed.
“Maybe~ I heard there was a fox park nearby and thought it might be fun to get you out of the house! If you’re up to it, of course! We don’t have to, we could just text-“
You sniffled a bit, too touched to be embarrassed. “You really drove five hours at the ass crack of dawn to take me to a park?”
He clicked his tongue and you could just imagine him wagging his finger. “Not just a park! A foxpark, and really, I don’t mind driving across all of Japan to see you, morning or night.”
After changing, packing a small bag, and giving Hajime a quick rundown of your plans (he wasn’t thrilled about being woken up, but he was happy that you were happy) you stepped out of the door, beyond excited to see Tetsurō.
The second you opened his car door, his wide grin was greeting you. “Good morning, (Y/N/N), thanks for joining me so spontaneously.”
You scoffed, beaming, as you squeezed his hand. “I should be thanking youforevenplanning all of this! I mean seriously, thank you so much, Tetsu.”
He started the car, a lopsided grin on his face. “You can’t thank me yet, you haven’t even heard the whole plan yet!”
Your eyes widened, yet again surprised by his dedication to today’s upcoming activities. “What else could there be?” You questioned, fiddling with his aux cord.
“Well,Zaō Fox Village is about two hours away and opens at nine, and since it’s only about 6:30, I figured we’d stop for breakfast! There’s a fancy little joint about an hour away, what do you say?”
He hardly needed a response past your ecstatic expression, but you still couldn’t help but voice agreement. His laugh, as crazy as it was, was quickly becoming a sound you never wanted to stop hearing.
And luckily for you, he found what you’d said particularly hilarious. As he drove off, beginning your adventure, you realized that you felt completely at ease. Your playlist drifting through the car, the beautiful sunset, and Tetsu’s company… it was all things you wanted to experience as often as possible.
“So how was it? Scale of one to ten?” You glanced over at Tetsurō, a permanent smile adorning your face. “The food? Ten. Foxes? Ten. The company? Mmm… I’d say… a hundred.”
The ravenette laughed, but you could see the pink tint lightly coloring his cheeks. “Well, I’m glad I could cheer you up. Now, I have one more surprise for you. Close your eyes, yeah?”
A confused smile spread across your face, but you obeyed, nonetheless. “What is-“ Before you could finish your sentence, warm lips were covering yours.
You jumped a bit in surprise, but a hand on the side of your neck grounded you as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
Kissing him was… everything you had, and hadn’t, imagined. His lips tasted of caramel and your senses were overwhelmed with him, but at the moment, there was nothing more that you could want.
Even on the way to report a stalker to the police, Tetsurō could still make you smile. Still, once Tōru had pulled into the lot, your mood inside darkened.
“Ready?” He murmured, sympathetically. You nodded quietly and grabbed the small box of evidence, that being the package, letter, and picture. You just hoped it was enough. “As I’ll ever be,” You muttered.
The police station, although well lit and organized, still gave you an uneasy feeling, despite your attempts to shake it off.
Tōru, who seemed to share your unsettled feelings, guided you towards the front desk with a hand on your back. As you stepped up to the front desk, a blank faced man glanced up at you for a moment before looking back at his things.
“How can I help you?” He asked, clearly bored. You inhaled to calm your nerves before setting the box on the desk. “I’d like to make a report… I’m being stalked.” You saw his eyebrow raise as his gaze flickered to the box.
“And you’re sure?” Put off by his tone, you nodded earnestly. “I am. And I want to make a report.” He sighed, almost as if you were inconveniencing him.
“Name?” You frowned at his tone. “(Y/L/N) (Y/N). Inside the box-“
“Hold on, ma’am, I didn’t ask all that,” He interrupted, clicking his tongue. Stunned, you fell silent, but Tōru clearly wasn’t having it.
“Sir, she’s trying to make a report, so if you would just listen-“ The officer glared, not impressed. “No, you listen. We will get to this ‘stalker’ when we have a chance, but Miyagi is a large prefecture with a lot of crime. I assure you that you’re not in danger, so please calm down.”
Tears of frustration stung your eyes, but you weren’t done yet. “How can you be sure?! You haven’t even looked inside the box! What if he tries something? What, are you only going to believe me then?!”
The officer just handed you a paper, looking positively finished with the conversation. “Ma’am, please, you’re being hysterical. It’s not a matter of believing you or not, it’s a matter of priority. Now, if you could go fill that over there, please, there’s a line you’re holding up.”
You were floored completely. Your hands trembled, threatening to let the paper flutter to the floor. You truly couldn’t believe it. Silent, you walked over to the waiting area, no longer having any words left you in you.
“What is wrong with y-?!” You stopped the peeved brunette in his tracks with a pull to his sleeve. When his eyes landed on you, you simply shook your head, not wanting to escalate the matter further.
You waited until closing the car door to let loose, the day’s heartache leaving you in sobs that seemed to shake your entire being. The feeling of helplessness was just too overwhelming to keep in.
It was far too easy to flirt with Tetsurō, the banter just seemed to flow between you two. Even in a room that wasn’t your own and with paranoia lingering constantly in the back of your mind, it was so easy to get lost in him.
It was way too early to be up and texting, but the last thing you wanted to do was end the conversation where it was. It was new and felt like a breath of fresh air.
Except for when he managed to steal your breath away and replace it with butterflies, which tended to happen more often than not.
From cheesy pick up lines to genuinely sweet comments, he was easily sweeping you off your feet and you couldn’t find it in yourself to resist his magnetic pull. He felt… safe.
When a text came through saying ‘can I call you?’ you were quickly, almost embarrassingly so, scrambling to grab your earbuds before calling him yourself.
“Well, that was quicker than I expected, kitten~ excited to talk to me?” His quiet voice echoed in your ear, causing your cheeks to warm up at his perception. “Okay, and what if I was?” You smirked.
Tetsurō’s chuckle sounded unbothered, much to your chagrin, but you weren’t overly surprised by it. “Oh? So, what would you say if I was just… five minutes away. Hypothetically, of course?”
You blinked, not expecting such a seemingly non-hypothetical question. “You’re not… you’re at my house. Aren’t you.” It wasn’t so much a question as a statement and you could practically hear his smug smirk over the phone before he laughed.
“Maybe~ I heard there was a fox park nearby and thought it might be fun to get you out of the house! If you’re up to it, of course! We don’t have to, we could just text-“
You sniffled a bit, too touched to be embarrassed. “You really drove five hours at the ass crack of dawn to take me to a park?”
He clicked his tongue and you could just imagine him wagging his finger. “Not just a park! A foxpark, and really, I don’t mind driving across all of Japan to see you, morning or night.”
After changing, packing a small bag, and giving Hajime a quick rundown of your plans (he wasn’t thrilled about being woken up, but he was happy that you were happy) you stepped out of the door, beyond excited to see Tetsurō.
The second you opened his car door, his wide grin was greeting you. “Good morning, (Y/N/N), thanks for joining me so spontaneously.”
You scoffed, beaming, as you squeezed his hand. “I should be thanking youforevenplanning all of this! I mean seriously, thank you so much, Tetsu.”
He started the car, a lopsided grin on his face. “You can’t thank me yet, you haven’t even heard the whole plan yet!”
Your eyes widened, yet again surprised by his dedication to today’s upcoming activities. “What else could there be?” You questioned, fiddling with his aux cord.
“Well,Zaō Fox Village is about two hours away and opens at nine, and since it’s only about 6:30, I figured we’d stop for breakfast! There’s a fancy little joint about an hour away, what do you say?”
He hardly needed a response past your ecstatic expression, but you still couldn’t help but voice agreement. His laugh, as crazy as it was, was quickly becoming a sound you never wanted to stop hearing.
And luckily for you, he found what you’d said particularly hilarious. As he drove off, beginning your adventure, you realized that you felt completely at ease. Your playlist drifting through the car, the beautiful sunset, and Tetsu’s company… it was all things you wanted to experience as often as possible.
“So how was it? Scale of one to ten?” You glanced over at Tetsurō, a permanent smile adorning your face. “The food? Ten. Foxes? Ten. The company? Mmm… I’d say… a hundred.”
The ravenette laughed, but you could see the pink tint lightly coloring his cheeks. “Well, I’m glad I could cheer you up. Now, I have one more surprise for you. Close your eyes, yeah?”
A confused smile spread across your face, but you obeyed, nonetheless. “What is-“ Before you could finish your sentence, warm lips were covering yours.
You jumped a bit in surprise, but a hand on the side of your neck grounded you as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
Kissing him was… everything you had, and hadn’t, imagined. His lips tasted of caramel and your senses were overwhelmed with him, but at the moment, there was nothing more that you could want.
Even on the way to report a stalker to the police, Tetsurō could still make you smile. Still, once Tōru had pulled into the lot, your mood inside darkened.
“Ready?” He murmured, sympathetically. You nodded quietly and grabbed the small box of evidence, that being the package, letter, and picture. You just hoped it was enough. “As I’ll ever be,” You muttered.
The police station, although well lit and organized, still gave you an uneasy feeling, despite your attempts to shake it off.
Tōru, who seemed to share your unsettled feelings, guided you towards the front desk with a hand on your back. As you stepped up to the front desk, a blank faced man glanced up at you for a moment before looking back at his things.
“How can I help you?” He asked, clearly bored. You inhaled to calm your nerves before setting the box on the desk. “I’d like to make a report… I’m being stalked.” You saw his eyebrow raise as his gaze flickered to the box.
“And you’re sure?” Put off by his tone, you nodded earnestly. “I am. And I want to make a report.” He sighed, almost as if you were inconveniencing him.
“Name?” You frowned at his tone. “(Y/L/N) (Y/N). Inside the box-“
“Hold on, ma’am, I didn’t ask all that,” He interrupted, clicking his tongue. Stunned, you fell silent, but Tōru clearly wasn’t having it.
“Sir, she’s trying to make a report, so if you would just listen-“ The officer glared, not impressed. “No, you listen. We will get to this ‘stalker’ when we have a chance, but Miyagi is a large prefecture with a lot of crime. I assure you that you’re not in danger, so please calm down.”
Tears of frustration stung your eyes, but you weren’t done yet. “How can you be sure?! You haven’t even looked inside the box! What if he tries something? What, are you only going to believe me then?!”
The officer just handed you a paper, looking positively finished with the conversation. “Ma’am, please, you’re being hysterical. It’s not a matter of believing you or not, it’s a matter of priority. Now, if you could go fill that over there, please, there’s a line you’re holding up.”
You were floored completely. Your hands trembled, threatening to let the paper flutter to the floor. You truly couldn’t believe it. Silent, you walked over to the waiting area, no longer having any words left you in you.
“What is wrong with y-?!” You stopped the peeved brunette in his tracks with a pull to his sleeve. When his eyes landed on you, you simply shook your head, not wanting to escalate the matter further.
You waited until closing the car door to let loose, the day’s heartache leaving you in sobs that seemed to shake your entire being. The feeling of helplessness was just too overwhelming to keep in.
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“Hey, love. I saw this Tiktok…” You sigh heavily as you hear the words come out of Kuroo’s mouth. Every time he shows you a video from that app, he follows it up with a, “let’s do it.”
“What is it this time?” Your eyebrows are furrowed, expressing your disagreement already. You’ve been peacefully relaxing on the bed and your husband really wants to destroy that peace of yours.
“So you rate my exes, and I rate yours. Out of 10,” Kuroo says and you squint your eyes at him in suspicion. There has to be something behind the sudden interest in remaking it.
“Why?” is all you can say at his request.
Kuroo shrugs, a smug look on his face. “Why not?”
He takes out his laptop and opens a social media platform. Placing his laptop on his lap, he pats the space beside him, a sign that he wants you beside him. You sit beside him and he immediately types out a name.
“This was my first girlfriend back in middle school.” He describes and clicks on one of the girl’s posts.
“She’s so pretty. Is that her kid?” You point at the child his ex is holding in picture. Kuroo nods. “So was she nice? I have to rate her through her personality.”
“She was nice. But she left me for a college student,” Kuroo explains.
“Oh, so she’s a victim?” You snicker, and Kuroo chuckles at your statement. “A 6/10. She’s pretty and she looks nice. But minus points for dating a college student while she was in middle school.”
He proceeds to search for his next ex. “I know her,” you say as soon as you see the picture. “I was the one who planned her wedding a year ago. I believe she gave birth just a month ago.”
“She did. She was my upperclassman in Nekoma when we dated. I think I was in my last year of middle school and she was graduating high school,” Kuroo elaborates and you laugh. “What?”
“You’re also a victim.” With that, Kuroo starts laughing with you. It takes some time before the two of you stop giggling like kids.
“Since I know her, a 7/10. She was really polite when I was planning her wedding,” you explain while panting, recovering from your fit of laughter.
“This is the last one,” Kuroo says as he searches and you look at him in shock, not believing him.
“You only dated thrice?” You ask him and he nods proudly. “But you did have a lot of flings so still a bad boy,” you tease and Kuroo rolls his eyes. He shows you his screen and you look at the girl in the picture intently.
You glance at him and then his ex, and then him again, then back to the screen. “You’re lying.”
“About what?”
“Are you sure you dated her?” You point at woman at the screen.
“Yes. Ask all of my friends. They’re witnesses.”
“You dated a famous idol…”
“Was an idol,” he corrects you. “She’s quitting the industry because she’s pregnant.”
“I love her group’s songs. I give her a 10/10. But I still can’t believe you managed to pull someone like her. Kenma said that you weren’t famous amongst girls in high school…” you state, remembering his best friend’s words when you had dinner together just a few nights ago.
Kuroo simply shrugs, “I guess she really liked me then.” He lays his gadget on your lap, waiting for you to type in. You become nervous. How are you supposed to tell him that you’ve only dated seriously once in your life? And it’s someone he sees quite often in your workplace.
“I only dated once,” you tell him calmly, trying to conceal your shaky fingers as you type. Pressing enter, your eyes immediately look away. “You know him, right? He’s our cake maker at work.”
“How was he as a boyfriend?” Kuroo simply asks and you nod nonchalantly. “He seems like a nice guy whenever I see him at your office.”
“Really sweet. Baked me goods everyday and even brought me lunch boxes,” you reply rather confidently. “We dated back in high school.”
“9/10.” Kuroo rates with a pout. He knew he was going to get jealous, but he still dug his own grave for his. His plan being:
‘To subtly hint that he wants a baby.’
All of his exes now have children, and he is not competing with them at any means, but maybe you’ll get an idea about his baby fever if he shows you that most people at your age have children.
Now that his Plan A has failed, he’ll have to proceed to his Plan B.
Kuroo patiently waits for you at his car, ready for your first date after a long time. As he sings along with the song on the radio, he scrolls through his Instagram and sees Sakusa’s post about her daughter.
“Must be nice to have a kid,” Kuroo sighs. Seconds later, he realizes what he said and puts his phone down. “No. No. No. I can’t feel this way yet. It’s too early. But we’re already in our mid-20s so a kid won’t be weird. No… Does she even want kids? My kids?”
A knock on the car window disrupts his soliloquy. He turns his head to the glass and sees you waving outside. He quickly unlocks the door, allowing you to enter. “Hi, love. Who were you talking to?”
“I was talking to Kenma,” he reasons before he leans in to capture your lips into a greeting kiss. “How was work?”
“It was tiring. The Kitas sent an invitation by the way,” you answer as you pull away from him. “It’s for the triplets’ first birthday.”
“Should we buy their gifts today?” Kuroo asks you, starting the engine of the car. “I think we’ll find something while roaming around. What about you? You said you had to buy something.”
“Bikinis,” you say nonchalantly and don’t see Kuroo’s eyebrow raise from your response.
“Are you going somewhere?”
“I forgot to tell you. I’m going to Okinawa with my high school friends next week. You know them, right? Makki, Mattsun, Iwa, and Oikawa,” you respond and Kuroo becomes silent, not knowing how to react. He doesn’t care that you’re going with guys, but how did you forget to tell him something important?
The ride is serene. Kuroo’s hand not leaving your thigh the whole time. Your hand is on top of his, your fingers tracing the protruded veins in his arms. Landing on his ring finger, your eyes scanned the body part. You don’t have a wedding band yet. The two of you have never thought of getting a pair.
The two of you arrive at your destination so get out of the car. Kuroo takes your hand immediately, sliding both of your hands into his jacket’s pocket. You smile at the romantic gesture, something you’re yet to get used to.
“Should we buy your stuff first?” Kuroo questions, looking down at you. Nodding, you lead him to a bikini boutique.
As soon as you enter, Kuroo closes his eyes. The store you entered doesn’t only sell bikinis, but lingerie as well. He has to keep his lids shut or his imagination will go everywhere. Noticing how wary he is about the surrounding, you smirk.
You hook a finger on his collar and pull him down. “Choose anything you’d like to see me in.”
After the not so quick shopping trip at the garment store, you have noticed how fidgety Kuroo is. He wouldn’t stop squeezing your hand and giving you cheeks kisses. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Just excited to see you in this,” he reasons, lifting the paper bag with sets of lingerie he has chosen. You hum, your attention going back to the racks of baby clothing in front of you.
While you’re focused on the baby items in front of you, Kuroo is panicking. In his mind, he’s about to explode. You in lingerie + his baby fever= a kink he thought he’ll never have. He’s trying so hard not to think about your mini me’s, but seeing the tiny pieces of garments is making it hard for him.
“My love, the triplets are boys. But knowing the Kitas, they wouldn’t mind dressing up their sons in that dress you’re holding,” you point and Kuroo snaps back to his senses. He looks down and sees that he is holding onto a yellow dress with ribbons and ruffles. He didn’t even know how he got the dress on his hands.
“Oh,” he chuckles awkwardly, putting the dress back on the rack. “I just thought it was cute.” You raise an eyebrow at him in confusion and he forces out a laugh. “It would look cute on Sakusa’s daughter. The two of us are kind of close.”
“Really? I always see him post about her. She would look very cute in that. Should we buy it?” Your confusion about his actions are thrown away by his reason. He sighs in relief as you look away, the dress now in his cart.
‘Our daughter would look cuter,’ Kuroo thinks and he smacks his cheek, causing you to look at him in shock. It was a rather loud and heavy smack. “Mosquito.”
His Plan B is a fail.
You’re eating lunch together the next day at your office as usual. It’s quiet before he flashes his phone screen in front of you, showing you a picture of three familiar small boys. “Look at the triplets.” You continue to eat after taking a look at the picture, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. Kuroo hums happily. “Aren’t they cute?” You only nod to his question.
“Look at Sakusa’s daughter. I met her last time and she’s such a charmer,” Kuroo narrates, letting out a giggle. The interaction replaying in his head. The interaction that caused his sudden baby fever.
It was a busy day at work since the Olympic team had to take their profile and poster pictures. Kuroo was talking to Bokuto when a child suddenly latched onto the spiker’s leg.
“My favorite teammate, you’re here!” Bokuto beamed and picked the child up. As she rested in his forearm, she looked at Kuroo in curiosity. Normally, children would get scared of him, but she wasn’t, which made Kuroo happy.
“Hi. My name’s Kuroo. What’s your name?” Kuroo asked the girl. She smiled at him before answering.
“Kia! Do you have a girlfriend?” Kia asked, taking Kuroo aback. It’s not everyday that a 4 year old would ask you about your relationship status.
“I don’t have a girlfriend, but I do have a wife,” Kuroo replied, which made the little pout.
“Since you only have a wife, I can be your girlfriend,” Kia proclaimed. Kuroo smiled at her statement. The girl suddenly made him think what his daughter would be like if he ever gets to have one.
“I’m sorry but my wife would be upset if I have a girlfriend, so I can’t be your boyfriend,” Kuroo explained to her, hoping she’ll learn something from it. You could subtly teach them about what’s right and wrong at a young age.
“Then, I’ll date your child, father-in-law,” Kia claimed which Kuroo patted her head for.
“I’ll remember your words, future daughter-in-law.”
“What are you smiling for?” You ask Kuroo and he looks up to you, his attention now on you.
‘It’s now or never. This is the perfect chance.’ Kuroo thinks, placing his chin on the palm of his hand. “I was just thinking about how cute our children would be.” You ignore his words and proceed to clean up your lunch box. As result, Kuroo frowns. He mirrors your actions, keeping quiet. Maybe it was wrong to mention it.
Your secretary knocks on your door before announcing that your client is already waiting outside. Kuroo put back the chair back to its proper place before walking over behind the table to give you a quick hug. You can feel his sadness radiating off him and you’re sure it’s from your silence.
His baby fever wasn’t unnoticed. In fact, you knew about it the moment you saw him scrolling through baby videos. He wasn’t very subtle about it, too. From showing his exes, to bringing you to the baby store, to sending you pictures of babies, to mentioning children all the time, you definitely knew about his baby fever.
But you don’t want a baby yet. You had just gotten steady recently, and having a child will wreck that steadiness for sure. You want to keep him to yourself as much as you can, and a child will take your time with each other away. Yet, you don’t know how to tell him that, because he’s determined to have one as soon as possible.
“I’m leaving now. I’ll pick you up later,” Kuroo speaks. He plants a kiss on your forehead before turning away. The way he turned his back at you, the way he frowned a little, it broke your heart. So you grab his hand and pull him back towards you. “Yes, my love?”
“Should we start trying for a child?” You look up to him with shaky eyes, and he saddens at your expression. He wraps his arms around you, your head falling onto his abdomen, while his hand pets the back of your head.
“Love, I’m not asking for a child immediately, so don’t get pressured. Just take my baby fever as a promise that I want to start a family with you and only you,” he reassures you, but you know he’s partly lying about it. Kuroo is a man who doesn’t give up until gets what he wants.
Kuroo’s Plan C has failed. He has no choice but to do his Plan D. (Will be posted soon if you know, you know.)
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Facts:
Fevers turn on the body’s immune system. They help the body fight infection. Normal fevers between 100° and 104° F (37.8° - 40° C) are good for sick children.
Fevers only need to be treated if they cause discomfort. Most fevers don’t cause discomfort until they go above 102° or 103° F (39° or 39.5° C).
Most fevers from infection don’t go above 103° or 104° F (39.5°- 40° C). They rarely go to 105° or 106° F (40.6° or 41.1° C). While these are “high” fevers, they also are harmless ones.
Fevers that don’t come down to normal can be caused by viruses or bacteria. The response to fever medicines tells us nothing about the cause of the infection.
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: surprise update! my schedule is starting to ease up, so might be back for regular updates soon! ☺️ more kuroo and y/n conversations! there’s a twist next chapter or the next next chapter!
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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: so sorry for slow updates, a lot of work has been piling up. but slowly making progress! might clme back to everyday updates soon!☺️ tysm for almost 100 followers!
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: almost a week since the last update, so here it is! so sorry to keep you all waiting! just had a lot of work to do. might be limiting updates once or twice a week as of now. sorry if i didn’t reply to those who asked to be in the taglist, but i promise i see and read everything and i add all of you to the taglist! so you guys can just literally put “can i be added to the taglist?” and i’ll add you instantly!
taglist: open! (main taglist below this chapter☺️)
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: a very short update! i’m so sorry i rellay need to finish a lot of work, but i promise more updates once i finish all of my homework. plus i got really pissed because i wrote a whole paragraph for this chapter but then tumblr crashed and i forgot to save it. lost all the motivation to write so more conversations for everyone. the dates are also messed up, i’m very sorry.
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✎ The next day finally comes, (y/n) being (y/n), she woke up really late. Seeing missed calls and text messages from Coach Manabu, she finally realized that she was calling him manager the whole time but Coach Manabu didn’t mind because it was his fault for not introducing himself as Nekoma’s Coach. He was actually flattered that she thought he was a manager which meant he looked young for his age.
Quickly getting up from her bed, she did a quick shower and proceeded to get ready. Grabbing her bag which was full of clothes that will help her survive the next few days at the training camp in Saitama. (y/n) was lucky that Saitama was only a 24 minute train ride from Tokyo. The training camp has started a few hours ago and yet here she was, almost lunch time which reminded her that there would be a lot of people by the train station.
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: first written portion! sorry if it’s short. more nekoma in the next chapters!
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✎ (y/n) wasn’t really good at lying, but she managed to keep up for whole two months. Of course she didn’t attend the following week, but instead she asked the manager if she could start her duties on the month of July and to her surprise the manager agreed to her request as he saw that she was still struggling with life in the city.
Having more time to adjust and to forget about the embarrassment that happened. For the meantime, (y/n) was getting to know the members on her own. She would ask a few of her classmates about the boys’ volleyball club, learning about their skills, positions and their characteristics.
The boys weren’t bad after all, she learned that she was in the same class with the ace of the team, Taketora Yamamoto. She eventually made friends with him, considering the fact that Yamamoto would always stare at her and he would obviously simp for her even though she clearly said that they would be just friends.
Yamamoto was still clueless that his manifestation of having a female manager came true, and he was now best friends with her. At some point, he begged (y/n) to meet the team but she said no. The reason? Simple, she said she’s still shy around people and that she’s afraid that they might not like her. Yamamoto eventually stops begging her and understood that she’s still not comfortable opening up to other people, but that didn’t stop him from mentioning her to the team.
“She’s very pretty and I could just stare at her the whole day,” Yamamoto said to the team while having their daily meeting before practice. Earning a scoff from Kuroo, “Yes, we know. She’s really pretty, now will you stop it and just focus on volleyball?”
Yamamoto blushes and focused on the meeting. “Tora senpai is really lucky to talk to her, if that was me I would have exploded just by touching her,” Lev spoke interrupting Kuroo who was about to say something regarding the meeting.
Kuroo has had enough of them gushing over you, were you really that pretty? He’s been hearing about you for almost two months and yet he still hasn’t seen you around the campus. Oblivious of the fact that you were the one that he was talking about not long ago about the hello kitty underwear. He thought, you might be prettier than hello kitty girl. kuroo i thought u were smart, why haven’t you connected the dots?
The past two months was easy for (y/n), the manager would always update her about the activities regarding the club. Tomorrow will be her official first day, and it would be in a training camp. A great way to introduce yourself, right?
Let’s just hope that it won’t be awkward between her and Kuroo.
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: conversations will still be with karasuno but i promise there will be more nekoma conversations once (y/n) gets to know them!! ☺️
taglist: open! (main taglist below this chapter☺️)
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: one or two updates per day until i finish all my homework hope i finish everything before sunday☺️ anyways, daichi calling (y/n) baby is *chefs kiss* i’ll have fun facts about ah, love at the end of the series! so make sure to wait for that!
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: pls don’t be shy to interact with the series i love reading comments and it gives me so much serotonin i might have another series once i finish this, but for now updates will be slow as i have to finish some school related stuff.
taglist: open! (main taglist below this chapter☺️)
warnings: there will be parts in the conversation where the boys are thirsty for u but there will be no sexual interactions until they all come of legal age
summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.
a/n: i’m so happy this series is blowing up i’ll post as much as i can, but y’all, i’m so productive 6 chapters in just the first day? who is she? lol. might be the last chapter of the day, because i have to take a rest first. first time to put a warning
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warnings: nekoma boys being horny af but don’t worry there will be no sexual interactions until they come of legal age, kuroo posting thirst tweets on his private twitter, kenma being kenma
