#i swear i won't sleep at uni I DON'T WANT TO EAT HEARTS

[charlieshandmaiiden]

The main idea of 8x04 – don't sleep through your professor's lectures, or he might turn you into a werewolf.

[valeriwa]

kiss me baby

three: pretty sure

summary: as the head of the very popular newspaper club, you have decided to heed the advice of the miya twins' fanclub and make a volleyball column. however, your club mutually agreed you'd be the one to gather content and coverage. something that started out as professional and friendly spiral out of hand as blushes rise and hearts race and a bunch of volleyball crazed doofuses think it's time you and mr-i-need-memories get together.

warnings: none

suna rintaro x fem!reader

masterlist || two || three || four

(it's a thursday)

"mom, you don't have to," you said, staring at the alarming amount of lunchboxes on the kitchen counter.

"nonsense, he's probably not eating well with all that stress." your mom busied herself in making some last minute onigiris.

"he's not even gonna eat that much."

"oh, this is for that team you're interviewing and doing all that fancy newspaper work with," she said, smiling as she neatly placed the freshly made onigiris into one of the larger lunchboxes.

"i'll have to stop by the school," you groaned, turning your back towards the counter and rested against it.

"you can go to the train station after dropping off the onigiris, i'm sure kane won't mind." she was referring to your older brother who was dropping you off to the train station.

you shrugged. kane was a chill brother, bought you ice-cream and the works. recent uni graduate and he was spending some time at home before he headed out to look for a job.

"nii-san!" you shouted, hoping your voice carried all the way to his room. your mom placed the airtight lunchboxes securely in your suitcase and handed you the onigiris.

"comin'." with his dyed blonde hair ruffled and his thin university jacket hanging off his built frame, kane slipped down the stairs. a clean white shirt loosely tucked into some dark, faded jeans and his wallet prominent in its pocket.

he was dressed nicer than usual. usual meant sweats and the weird set of gray-brown shirts he got on some kind of shoddy thrift shop.

you decided not to comment on it in front of your mom, as you hurry after your brother who's dragging your suitcase along.

a moment of silence passes before you decide to bring it up.

"who you meeting up with?" he coughs and turns at your question.

"how'd you figure that out?"

"jeans. you never wear jeans. or a white shirt; too easy to stain," you said, enjoying the way his face contorts into surprise, "dressing to impress tonight?"

kane does seem like a cool kid. blonde hair messed up with sleep, eyes twinkling with amusement and baggy clothes. a hand running through his hair. seems like the perfect guy.

he's a complete dork. with the lamest degree of course; in accountancy. his ex told him his weird references to anime was a huge turn-off. you laughed in his over the phone when he called you after the breakup.

"the cashier at the convenience store," he mumbled lightly. you whirled around in amused surprise. okay, he had good taste, you'll give him that.

you patted his shoulder in some sort of weird encouragement. he had no chance.

"oh hi y/n-san, what are you doing here?" it was aran, bless him; he's an angel.

"came to deliver some homemade onigris." you raised the box, your brother trailing behind you on his phone.

"you didn't have to," he said, gratefully taking the food from you and leading you inside the gym where practice was ending.

"my mom did, thank her." by now, everybody noticed your presence was known by everyone in the gym. do the coaches just teleport as soon as practice ends?

"senpai!" ichika bounded over to you, leaving atsumu who she was in a conversation with.

"hey ichika, you got any good content?"

"i followed your advice; i got consented ab pics." everybody blinks and slowly turns to you. the ab pics were your idea?

"good girl." you pat her head and point at the box aran was holding.

"my mom made you onigiris." that was all it took and the boys flocked to aran like a moth to flame, save for kita; he walked peacefully and thanked you properly before taking the food.

"tell your mom her onigiris are amazing!" was that osamu? you couldn't be sure but you nodded and yelled out a sure anyways.

you tentatively made it out of the gym with the boys hogging the ongiris. you told ichika to tell the boys that they could return the box after the weekend when you came back on monday.

"aren't you going to the station now?" you whirled around in surprise to be met with suna's blank stare. your brother was barely a few meters away.

"yeah, why do you ask?" you discreetly eyed your brother to make sure he wasn't eavesdropping.

"just 'cause. are you going alone?" did he want to walk you? you swear your mind was doing parkour trying to see if you were picking up the hints correctly.

"with him. why do you wanna walk me?" you pointed to your brother, forgetting to mention he's your sibling. you turn and his face seems a little more blank; impressive.

"no, just curious." he started to turn back but your hand shot out to grab his wrist.

"you can walk me if you want, he has a date to go to anyway." you blinked in anticipation as suna nodded, stepping closer to you. you hadn't let go of his wrist yet.

"who is he anyways?"

"oh him? an idiot of a brother, don't mind him." he parted his mouth in realization before shutting it in embarrassment. you didn't notice his predicament as you dragged him to you brother.

"oh what do we have here?"

"you can go to your little date, suna's gonna walk me." you had let go of his wrist by this point. his lips stretched a little in disappointment.

"oh yeah? mom's gonna-"

"do nothing because she won't know," you stated, crossing your arms over your chest to give it a sense of finality.

"and how do you guarantee that?" suna almost laughed at the interaction. you were usually such a mature person with a sense of togetherness but right now you were just being a younger sibling; one that reminded him of his own.

"because ito-san will find out that you pour milk before cereal." suna blinked. that was a no-no.

"i don't though?!"

"she doesn't know that."

"evil. kid," he was addressing suna here, "you better watch out what you're getting into."

"i'm pretty sure i do, l/n-san." and he's pretty sure he likes it too.

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