'Jeez.. we made so much progress, and now we're going BACKWARDS? Oh hell no.'
                          
You shove his shoulder playfully, hoping to lighten the mood. He stared for a moment, then returned the shove, laughing softly under his breath. You grab his hoodie that was tied around his waist and start running in circles around the court. 
                          
'Catch me if you can!!'
                          
'GET BACK HERE, YOU CRAZY CHICK!!' he yelled, cackling. His spirits had obviously lifted, which was a good sign. 
                          
He chased after you, wheezing with laughter, eventually catching up and tackling you to the floor. You both collapsed, sweaty and gasping for air, legs tangled together. 
                          
'Oh my GOD. Get up, lovebirds, we gotta go to dinner.' Kuroo said sarcastically, though part of him seemed annoyed. 
                          
'Alright, alright, we're going.' Kenma shot back at the captain. He stood up and offered out his hand to you. Accepting the offer, you attempt to pull yourself up but the force of it sent you flying into Kenma's chest.
                          
'Ohmygodsorrysorrysorry!!' you gasp, brushing off the front of his jersey. 
                          
'Hey.. it's fine.' he says softly, pulling your head back onto his chest. 'Stay there.'
                          
You face burned a bright red as he gently stroked the back of your head. 
                          
'Why so nervous?' he whispers dangerously close to your ear. 
                          
'He's... HE MOCKING ME?? From 2 days ago!!'
                          
You tried to form words but none escaped your mouth. Kenma pulls away, bending down to look at you eye-to-eye.
                          
'How 'bout me and you get some dinner now, hm? You must be starving.. Poor darling.' 
                          
'OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. WHO IS THIS AND WHAT HAS HE DONE WITH KENMA.'
                          
'Oh- ah.. I suppose so.' was all you managed to say. He smirks, grabbing your hand.
                          
'Alright, let's go then.' He pulls you towards the gym's exit, keeping a firm grip on your trembling hand. Your face refused to cool down and lose it's crimson color. 
                          
'So is this bitch bipolar or what?'
                          
Before you could think any longer about his sudden transformation, he brings you into the eating area, following the rest of the boys. You recognized the one called Suga and Daichi not too far up ahead. They were sitting.. very close. 
                          
'Mmm.. so.. what's with them, I wonder..'
                          
After that, you started analyzing everyone in the area. The rude blonde was talking at a mile-a-minute to the freckled one, who simply stared up at him smiling. Occasionally, he would whisper something to the blondie while pointing at someone, causing the tall middle blocker to cackle. 
                          
'Cute..'
                          
The ones getting pointed at were the ginger and the nosy one named Kageyama, who were yelling back and forth about some nonsense while sharing a plate of food. One of them would accidentally hold up their fork while talking, causing the other to grab whatever was on it in his mouth, sending the fork-holder into a frenzy.
                          
'Boyfriends. No doubt about it.'
                          
Meanwhile, a guy who looked a bit older than the others was getting his surprisingly long hair.. braided?? The one braiding it was the flirty one named Nishinoya. The older guy's face was bright red...
                          
'Wow.. didn't see that one coming.'
                          
'Y/N? Why don't you go find a place you wanna sit while I get us food?' 
                          
Kenma's voice brought you back to reality, interrupting your game of matchmaker with the Karasuno boys. You nod, letting go of his hand and walking over to a table where Tanaka and Yamamoto were hitting it off. 
                          
'Hey guys! Mind if I sit here?' Despite having your social battery at like 3%, you attempt to sound cheerful and friendly.
                          
They immediately stand up, eyes sparkling. 'Of course you can! Let us help!!' They leaped to pull out a chair and push it in for you once you sit. 
                          
You sit and wait for Kenma to return, drowning out the noise around you. After about 10 minutes of staring into nothingness, you feel a hand on your shoulder. 
                          
'Oh hey Kenm-' you soon realize the hand you felt wasn't who you hoped it was. Standing above you was none other than Kuroo himself. 
                          
'Y/N? Can we talk for a minute?' he glares over at the two boys, causing them to freeze in place, 'In private.'

                          
[authors note]
                          
so ive got a 5 hour drive ahead of me.. i just got back from a wedding and omfg the shit makes me cry. though i'm comfy being asexual and aromantic everytime i go to a wedding it makes me.. think
                          
yk🏃🏻‍♂️
                          
anyways, ily guys, i dunno if i'll use this time to update Game Over or if i'll continue my Zack Foster x reader 🧍🏻
                          
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