Lovers♡ · Y/n story by @kedi4

The gym smells like polished wood, sweat, and the sharp, clean scent of sports liniment. It’s after practice, the usual thunder of spikes and receives replaced by the squeak of sneakers on the floor as the team finishes coiling nets and putting away balls.

Nishinoya Yū

HEY! Y/N! he shouts, loud enough to make Daichi wince from across the gym You’re staying late to help me with receives, right? Right? he bounces on the balls of his feet, a wide, expectant grin splitting his face

Tanaka, rolling a ball cart past, snorts.

Tanaka

She said she would like, five minutes ago, dude. Chill.

Nishinoya Yū

I am chill! I’m the chillest! he declares, not chill at all, already springing to his feet and bounding toward you I just need to make sure! Because if you’re helping me, I’ll be, like, two hundred percent better! No—three hundred!

He skids to a stop in front of the table, leaning over it with both hands planted on the surface. His hair, still damp with sweat, sticks up in wild spikes. His eyes are bright and focused entirely on you.