#that little slide to sit on meena's lap

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10. the pretty boys x moss bitches

You laid your cheek on your hand, smiling fondly as you simply watched the group of men in front of you yell, run around, and create a general amount of chaos in the kitchen. Kenma also sat beside you, your comrade in the silent intake of the scene. He mimicked your pose, the both of you half-leaning on each other.

In front of you, Kuroo, Yamaguchi, Kageyama, Hinata, Tanaka, and Bokuto occupied the space of the kitchen. Bokuto kept trying to steal the tub of frosting to eat from it, being swatted away by Yamaguchi and Tanaka. Kageyama was wandering around trying to help out with the limited technical skills he had in the kitchen, with Hinata following behind him and also poking fun at him. Tanaka was trying to get actual work done, working around Kuroo (leading the whole chaos and bossing everyone around) and Yamaguchi (who was trying to overthrow Kuroo).

Kiyoko and Yachi were on the sidelines, their aprons still tied around their waists but their efforts to participate long-since abandoned. Tsukishima was sitting at the dining table, in his own little world and attempting to drown out the screams of the others with his music. Nishinoya had been, shockingly, well-behaved from the get-go and just watched your roommates with a suspicious amount of eye contact. You assumed it had to do with Sugawara and his lack of composure to instead encourage Bokuto and Hinata’s antics.

“Y/n! Please try to get your friends under control!” Hinata complained, ducking under Bokuto’s umpteenth attempt to steal the frosting tub. You hummed as if thinking, tilting your head up and tapping your chin.

“No, I don’t think I will,”

Hinata whined loudly, slapping his arms dramatically against the island counter you sat yourself at. He groaned and whined out your nickname, dragging it out as long as inhumanly possible. “You’re being no help!” He said, patting his hands on the cool marble (you were pretty sure that’s what it was. That seemed boujee enough for Ken).

You laughed. “I’m not trying to be,” reaching out, you ruffled his hair, the orange locks sticking out even messier than before. Hinata pouted at you, busting out his deadly weapon. Puppy eyes. The one thing you couldn’t say no to with him (well, that and shopping, food, going on walks, late-night grocery runs, and convenience store trips). You tried looking away, averting your eyes.

Unhelpfully, Kenma guided your head to look back at the wide-eyed ginger. You groaned, ‘FIne,” You admitted defeat, sliding off the chair as slowly as possible. Hinata smiled wide, reaching over and patting Kenma’s shoulder. He also whispered something that made the blond-haired man duck his head, hiding his face in his hair.

“Okay,” You rolled your shoulders, stepping into the fray.

It took about ten minutes to get everyone calm and sorted out, only getting the guy’s attention by reminding them that they all had gathered in the Pretty Boys (now, the Pretty Boys and Singular Girl) house to celebrate your half-year milestone. Eventually, Kuroo and Yamaguchi agreed to oversee separate food projects, enlisting the remaining guys to help. Plus Kiyoko and Yachi.

Once the chaos had died down a little bit, it was a lot more relaxed. The guys chatted as they cooked or sat around the kitchen. Tanaka, Sugawara, and Hinata offered many embarrassing stories about you. Funny little anecdotes and misadventures that left you red-faced and spluttering.

“There was one time, Y/n and I went to go on a hike up this really tall mountain, and halfway through she asked me ‘when are we getting food’ because she thought I was treating her after the hike. We had barely been there ten minutes,” Sugawara laughed, wrapping his arm around you and shaking you lightly.

“Sounds like our Y/n!” Bokuto laughed, smiling brightly at you from across the kitchen. He happily licked a single spoonful of the frosting, taking his time with it. You stuck your tongue out at him playfully in response to his remark.

“At least I didn’t buy six fake plants and water them for months on end, only to figure out they were fake because they were growing mold,” You retorted to the grey-haired male still sort of hugging you, poking the little beauty mark by his eye.

He pinched your cheeks. “I take care of all my plants, real or not!” He said.

You rolled your eyes, pushing him off you and crossing your arms over your chest in a fake pout. Of course, it was hard to pretend to be angry when all your best friends were surrounding you and knew just how to crack your flimsy facade.

Hinata offered a different story than just one about you, sharing stories from his high school days. The conversation continued to flow and change, ranging from topics like high school and college to what kind of deep-sea conspiracies you all believed in and would defend to your grave.

You think you got distracted quite a few times, occasionally torn away from the conversation to just watch your friends interact. It was a warm atmosphere. Spices and sweet foods being baked and prepped around the space, wafting through the air with the sound of laughter and the gentle hum of music from a speaker Kei had set up. The warm glow of everyone’s cheeks from their smiles and the drinks being consumed. The cool dry air. Everything added up to make your skin feel warm, your insides all fuzzy and bubbly.

A yawn escaped you involuntarily and you pulled your arms closer around yourself, leaning against Kenma’s shoulder and snuggling into the warmth of his body. No one else seemed to notice or comment on it.

“You getting tired?” Kenma asked, not looking up from his console that he had snuck down here despite Kuroo adamantly trying to prevent him from getting too absorbed in a game.

“Maybe,” You mumbled, your eyes half-lidded. You watched Tanaka attempt to flip a pan in his hand, smacking himself in the forehead instead and laughing wildly after rubbing the spot. “I’m really glad you suggested this, Ken,” You squeezed his bicep gently and let your hands fall in your lap again.

He simply hummed, patting your hand in return and focusing on his game.

The food was finished a little while later, with a couple of your favorite dishes and sides, and a decent-sized cake. It was decorated all fancy-like thanks to Tadashi. You helped set the table with dishes and cups, sitting at a chair and smiling at the others. The food was delicious and you felt a little more awake and ready to converse again now that you were sitting somewhere else. Plus, everyone was keeping the energy up.

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funfacts:

nishi and hinata were trying to figure out if any of the pretty boys liked y/n the whole night like weirdos

y/n’s twitter mentions was flooded with people asking for pretty boys x moss bitches

the bet is now at $277 USD

author note: hi! i really hope you all enjoyed the general route for this smau!! from here on out, i will be working on the routes for the separate boys! but first, i’m going to take a couple days to work on route storylines and figure out which boy to get to first

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