#dinnerparty

Shit I’m going to be late! You were in a panic as you began sprinting towards your apartment just off of campus. You were supposed to bring your brother lunch for his break during his practice today, but it seemed as though today was just not on your day. Your lecture ran long, you had to run some errands for your professor all the way across campus, and of course you had to run into your ex just as you were ready to rush home to drop off your school bag and pick up your brother's bento. You had just reached the door to your shared apartment when your phone began ringing. You didn’t bother to check the caller I.D, already knowing who it was.

“Where the fuck are you? You’re never late and we start warmups in five minutes. Did something happen? Do I need to kick someone's ass?” Haji questioned over the phone. You rolled your eyes at the over protectiveness. He was right though, since you started taking classes here just a year after him, you were always on time to attend every practice and game your brother's team had to show your support.

“My lecture ran late, I had to run errands for my English professor, and I ran into Tanaka. I’m home now dropping off my bag and grabbing your bento, I should be there in like ten to fifteen minutes.” You rushed out, phone held between your shoulder and ear as you put down your school bag and switched your school work into a smaller tote, also packing Haji’s lunch and getting ready to leave again. Your brother huffs over the call and lets you know to just head straight to the bleachers when you get to the gym. As soon as he hangs up, you make your way out the door, making sure to lock it and begin your walk back towards campus.

As you arrived at the gym, you could hear the squeaks of sneakers and the occasional thud of a ball hitting the floor. Entering the big double doors, you waved to a few of the team members that called out to say hi and made your way to the bleachers like your brother had told you. You never really paid too much attention during practices. You only really came for moral support for your brother, even if he didn’t necessarily need it. You began pulling out notes from your two morning classes in hopes to get some studying in before the team went on break.

Down on the court, the guys were getting ready to switch positions and sharing little side conversations. Most of which, Haji was not happy about. “You know Iwa, if it wasn’t for that dumb rule you had, I’m sure everyone on the team would be going after little [name]-chan.” Oikawa chimed, resting his elbow on Haji’s shoulder. Hajime grumbled for his best friend to shut up before staring daggers into the rest of his teammates before he looked over towards you, sitting peacefully doing your classwork.

“Every single one of you knows, she’s off limits to you guys, I don’t know why you keep talking about her like you have chances.” Hajime turned on his heel and got into position.

“Why are you so adamant on her not talking to us?” Issei began to question, getting into position next to Hajime. “You’re so overprotective.”

“I’m not overprotective,” Hajime grumbled. “I just don’t trust any of you fools around my baby sister. She can talk to anyone she wants to that’s not on this team.” and as the coach blew his whistle for the boys to start the next set, the conversation was brought to end.

It was finally the end of practice, you finished your notes and homework just as the last set was beginning, and chose to cheer on your brother. Now that you were making your way down the bleachers towards your brother, you could tell he was a bit more irritated than he usually was when practice ended. “Everything okay, Haji? You look like you want to murder the guys more than usual today.” You joked as you handed your brother the extra water bottle you brought.

Before your brother could even get a word in, Oikawa, his best friend, and your bonus brother, as you called him, wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “Oh, Iwa-chan is just mad that the whole team thinks you’re such a cutie.” You rolled your eyes as Oikawa began to poke at your cheek.

“Well it’s too bad my brother would beat their asses if they tried anything, now, isn’t it?” You gave a smirk towards Oikawa, and stuck your tongue out towards your brother. It was such a stupid rule, but you could understand why he made it .

The first time you attended one of Haji’s games. It was right after your breakup with Tanaka, and you really just wanted nothing more than to forget about him and support your big brother. At the end of the game, you joined the team for their victory dinner at Oikawa’s request. What neither Oikawa nor your brother were expecting, was for almost every single one of their teammates to try and hit on you.

“I swear to God, if any of you so much as touch a hair on her head. I will end you.” Haji was always super protective of you, not that you minded, he wasn’t too overbearing, he just didn’t want you to get hurt. You did just get out of a bad relationship, and you were finishing up your first year of college and still getting the hang of things.

That didn’t stop you from flirting back with a few of his teammates though.

Later that night, when you and Hajime made it back home, Haji wasn’t exactly the happiest about the events at dinner. “Listen, I can’t, and won’t, stop you from living your best life. It would be hypocritical of me. But please, promise me you won’t date or even hookup with someone on the team? The last thing I need is to have issues with one of them if they ever hurt you.”

“Fine, but that also means all of my friends are off limits as well. Deal?” You had no issue with your brother's request, because it could go both ways and you also didn’t want to have to choose between your brother or friends in case of a messy situation.

“Easy. Deal.”

Still, you loved to pick on your brother for making the rule. Your attention was soon brought to someone entering the gym before your brother could chew you and Oikawa out. Oikawa, suddenly taking on the role of captain seriously and removing his arm from your shoulder turned towards the newcomer to address him. “Mad Dog, you missed practice again. Next time I’m not sure I’ll be able to talk Coach out of benching you.” You eyed the tall blonde, inching closer to your brother. You could already feel your irritation growing and he hadn’t even said a single word yet.

You didn’t hate him, no, but you strongly disliked the man in front of you. He constantly got in trouble, and he was always causing some kind of issue in the two classes you shared together. You also couldn’t stand the way that he would always tease you when the team was over to hang out with your brother.

“Yeah, well he’ll probably bench me once he realizes I’m failing my math course anyways. So where is he so I can speak with him?” The blonde practically snarled at Oikawa, and you truly didn’t understand how Oikawa put up with his nonsense most of the time. You couldn’t help the snort that came from you as you tried to hide your laughter. Kyotani whipped his attention to you and you immediately shut up. “What’s so fucking funny to you?” he snapped.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe if you actually showed up on time and paid attention in your classes, you wouldn’t be failing.” You snapped back towards him.

“Listen here Princess, just because I’m not a goody two-shoes like you, doesn’t mean I don’t usually do well in my classes.” You physically cringed at the stupid nickname he gave you and were ready to quip back at him when you were cut off.

You weren’t sure if you wanted to punch him in the face, or cry and talk your way out of the suggestion, but what your brother said left you feeling betrayed. “[Name], you both share a math class, right? Aren’t you at the top of your classes, why don’t you tutor him?”

“No.”

“Absolutely not!” Both you and Kyotani answered at the exact same time. You couldn’t believe your brother would really come up with such an insane idea.

“Please [Name]-chan? We really can’t afford one of our best players to be benched! Plus you’re planning to be a teacher anyways, it’ll be good practice!” Oikawa was back at your side, now giving you the puppy dog eyes. You huffed and crossed your arms. You really were not about to be guilt tripped into having to tutor the delinquent. You began to walk away, not acknowledging any of the three men as you made your way towards the doors. “I’ll get Baldy to stay away for at least a month if you do this for me!” Oikawa spouted out before you could get too far. That made you stop in your tracks.

You slowly turned on your heels, a signature Iwaizumi glare directed towards Oikawa, your brother, and then Kyotani before looking back at the man that grabbed your attention. “And how exactly do you expect to do that?” you questioned. Oikawa smiled and clapped his hands.

“I’ll take that as you accepting to tutor Mad Dog. Now don’t worry about how I’ll work my magic and just make sure my opposite hitter will be able to play in our game next month.” You were ready to strangle the pretty brown haired man, along with your brother, but you were desperate to keep your ex at a distance. You looked back towards the man you were being subjected to spending your free days with for the next few weeks and scowled.

“My next free day is Thursday, Haji will let you in the apartment.” And with those being the last words you spoke, you left the gym to head back home, not even waiting for your brother to follow. You knew that having to spend time with Kyotani would be insufferable, but Oikawa had a point. At least you could log the hours you tutor him as community service hours.

Thursday finally rolled around, and you were dreading your day already. You currently were cleaning off the table in your living room and trying to get everything you needed for studying. You also decided it’d be a good idea to have snacks set out in case Kyotani was anything like your brother and Oikawa when it came to studying.

You were just finishing up when your brother yelled to you that Kyotani was there. You quickly looked down at what you were wearing, a hoodie and a pair of short shorts. You decided since you were staying in your own home that you wouldn’t have to change. So you sat down on the floor in front of your table and grabbed a blanket before opening up your notes to get started. “Okay, I’m in the living room!” You called back out to him. Seconds later, Hajime and Kyotani entered.

Kyotani barely even looked your way as your brother was telling you both that he had to leave for work and to try not to kill each other. You could already feel your nerves going haywire. You’ve never been left alone with Kyotani, and he was a menace to you as is when others were around. You let out a small “Love you, see you later” to your brother as he started walking away before turning your attention to the mean blonde. “Well, let's go ahead and get this over with.”

Kyotani gave a stiff nod as he walked to the opposite side of the table and set his bag down before plopping himself on the floor across from you. You began pulling out the recent notes from your shared math class along with your books, and he mirrors your actions. The tension was killing you, but you bite your tongue and tried to do what you could to just get this study session over with. When you looked at Kyotani, he was already looking at you, the slightest tint of pink on his cheeks as he muttered something.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear what you said?” You furrowed your brows in confusion and tilted your head. He let out a deep sigh before looking away and repeated himself in an annoyed tone.

“I’m having trouble with the entire course. So I don’t know where you want to start?” You say up straight, kind of shocked that he was actually serious about something for once.

“Oh! Well, let’s start with comparing notes and go from there!”

If there was one thing about Kyotani, it was that he was stubborn as a bull. The session started out great. He was listening to everything you said, you shared notes and he copied what he didn’t have, and he wasn’t being a complete asshole to you. At least for the first hour. Once you both started on the worksheets, everything went downhill. Kyotani refused to listen to your help when you told him he was doing something wrong and he started to just leave problems blank. You were looking over some of his equations when you noticed a few of them were still a bit off. “Kyotani, you missed a few-”

“For the love of god, would you stop your nagging on whether the equations are right or not?” warm brown eyes glared at you through a set of long lashes, and it took everything in you to try to remain calm.

“I’m supposed to be helping you so you don’t get benched. I’m just trying to do my job in helping you not fail.”

“I don’t need your charity.” Those were the words that finally made you blow up. You had tried helping him for the past half an hour of trying to understand where he was making mistakes, and he just wasn’t listening. You finally had enough.

“You know what, I didn’t even want to help you. I’m simply doing this because my brother and Toru asked so you wouldn’t be out for the next game or even kicked from the team, which you agreed to do. Yet, here you are, not even giving a damn that someone is trying to keep you from failing because you’re too stubborn to accept any help!” You were out of breath by the time you finished ranting and all Kyotani did was stare at you with a blank face the entire time.

As soon as he realized you were done, he made a fake pout and asked in a condescending tone, “Awe, is the Princess frustrated that things aren’t going her way?”

“Get out.” You started packing up your things, letting the infuriating blonde know that you were done for the day. He grabbed his things, simply just shoving them in his bag before getting up and walking himself to the door.

“I’ll see you in a few days Princess. You wouldn’t want to let your dear old brother down by refusing to tutor me now would you?” There was that damned name again, and the teasing was back. Reminding you exactly why you couldn’t stand the man. Thankfully you heard the door shut and you let out a deep breath. You’re going to make sure you remember to give Haji and Oikawa a piece of your mind for making you put up with Kyotani these few weeks.

It’s been a month since you started tutoring Kyotani and while, thankfully, he was improving, every study session ended up just like the first. He was insufferable, and you were really starting to regret giving up your free days to spend time with him. But Oikawa kept up his side of the deal, and you’ve barely even seen your ex around campus, and you’re kind of hoping it stays that way. You were sitting on the bleachers as you watched your brother's team practice for their game in two weeks. With the game coming up, it just reminded you that you only had one last study date with Kyotani, which was tomorrow, before your next exam and for him to hopefully be able to play, or all your hard work would have been done for nothing.

You have to admit, watching this practice, Kyotani really was one of their strongest players. He was a little rough, but it made sense for him and it worked to get everyone else worked up and try their hardest to keep up and win. And the way he spiked the ball down, there was almost no way anyone could receive it. Wait, what am I saying? Why the hell am I praising the bastard? You shook your head trying to clear your mind as you continued watching the guys practice match. You looked at the other side of the net, the other half of the team doing all they could to go up against Oikawa’s serves and Haji’s and Kyotani’s spikes. Your eyes immediately fell onto Mattsun, who was already sending a smirk and wink your way.

You could feel your face heating up immediately, but played it off and rolled your eyes. Mattsun made some stupid remark towards your brother that made him look up towards you before he yelled at Mattsun “Go near her and I’ll make sure you can never have children.” You weren’t entirely sure what was said, but by your brother's reaction, you could only guess. Next thing you knew, Kyotani was sending the ball straight for Matsukawa’s face, which ended up making him land on his ass and receive a bloody nose. You watched everything go down in shock as the rest of the team had to to keep Kyotani and Mattsun separated when Mattsun tried to go after Kyotani. The blonde simply said “My bad”, and acted as though nothing even happened.

After the incident and the coach making sure no one was seriously injured and that things wouldn’t escalate, Oikawa made the decision to end practice. You ran down the bleachers just in time for Haji to let you know that he’d meet you by the door after he changed. As soon as he was out of sight, you saw both Mattsun and Maki making their way over to you. Already expecting their antics, you called over to them. “Waiting for my brother to leave before talking to me? He must really make you guys tremble in your shoes.” You teased them. Maki laughed while Mattsun just smirked before replying.

“Nope, I would just rather have an uninterrupted conversation with a pretty lady. Is that so bad?” Rolling your eyes, you knew exactly where this was going.

“Trying to ask me on another date? Because if that’s the case, the answer is still the same and I doubt you want another hour long talk with Haji.” You laughed. Mattsun looked over your shoulder and his face dropped from his confident smirk to a hard scowl. Maki decided to answer this time. Nodding behind you as he did.

“I think his biggest issue would be your new boyfriend joining your brother.” He let out a chuckle. Boyfriend? You were confused as to what he meant, until you turned around and came face to face with Kyotani, who was having a staredown with Matsukawa. You choked on your own spit at what Maki was insinuating.

“No, no, no! Kyotani is not my boyfriend! Are you kidding, we’re constantly at each other’s throats. I'm putting up with him to help you guys out for your next game!” Maki was losing it over you trying to explain things, while Mattsun and Kyotani continued their little staring contest.

“Well he was quick to react when I said your name down on the court.” Mattsun looked towards you, finally breaking eye contact with the blonde behind you. You could feel your face heating up, and you weren’t sure you wanted to know, but you asked what he meant anyway. But, instead of getting an answer from Mattsun, you were dragged away from the arm by Kyotani. You tried pulling your arm free, but it was useless. He didn’t let go until you both had made it outside of the gym.

“What the hell was that for?” You yelled at Kyotani when finally released your arm. He just stared at you before he finally turned around to begin walking towards what you assumed was his next class for the day. “Hello! I’m talking to you!” Kyotani finally turned around, just as your brother was leaving the gym. “Maybe ask your brother what was said before flirting with the team playboy.” Without another word, Kyotani stomped off, leaving you to stand there absolutely dumbfounded until Hajime caught up with you. You didn’t have it in you to reply when he asked if you were ready to go home, just nodding your head and following beside him.

It was your last study session with Kyotani. Neither of you said a single word to each other since he showed up. Quietly exchanging the notes and working on your assignments. You still weren’t entirely sure what exactly happened yesterday. Haji refused to talk about it, and you weren’t going to ask Mattsun or Maki after yesterday either. Oikawa wasn’t much help since he just told you to ask Haji just like Kyotani did.

Needless to say, your mind was elsewhere, and you didn’t realize how badly you were spacing out until you felt a flick to your forehead. You winced and brought your hand up to rub between your brows as you glared at the blonde across from you. “What was that for?” You pouted. Kyotani gave you a straight face before sighing and pushing his notes aside.

“Your head’s in the clouds, Princess. I’ve asked for your help twice already and you didn’t reply. You also got number 9 wrong.” You looked down at your paper, looking over the question when you realized he was right. You let your head drop onto your arms on the table and took a few deep breaths before finally sitting back up.

“I’m sorry, I’ve just had a lot on my plate. What did you need help with?” You were ready to get this tutoring over with. You knew neither of you liked spending this much time with each other, and you wanted to have your free days back to partying or hanging out with friends. But Kyotani didn’t budge. He was still staring at you, like he was expecting something. “Hello? You’re staring.”

“He told Maki that he wanted to see if you were a pillow princess.” Kyotani said bluntly. You choked on your spit and looked at him like he had three heads.

“Excuse me?” You yelled. Kyotani let out a soft chuckle at your reaction. Not one of those teasing laughs you were used to, no. A genuine one, although it was soft, it was still real.

“I knew Iwaizumi wasn’t going to tell you. I figured that’s what you’re over there daydreaming about.” Still in shock, you didn’t know what to say.

“Is that why you spiked the ball at his face?” You questioned. Kyotani was quiet for a few minutes before he said anything.

“Yeah. But don’t think it was for you. I just hate guys who talk about women like their achievements to be unlocked.” After he answered you, he pulled his notebook back towards him and started back on the assignment. You felt your heart skip a beat and you face warm knowing that it was Kyotani of all people who defended you.

“Who knew you actually had a heart?” You teased with a genuine smile. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.” Kyotani only replied with a grunt before asking for help and continuing the study session.

Not even a full hour into studying, even after the little ‘heart to heart’ if you could call it that, you and Kyotani were back to getting on each other's nerves. One small comment about him being dramatic for slamming his book shut after not understanding the last topic you had to go over. Now here you are arguing over who was more dramatic over the smallest things.

“You’re calling me dramatic, but just last week you had a full on breakdown for getting a C minus on your english exam!”

“WHA-? I’m going to kill Haji for blabbing.” You pouted. Kyotani sat back with a victorious smirk, and you wished nothing more than to smack it off of him.

“You’re such a goody-two-shoes. I mean seriously, who cries over a C minus?” Great, now he was mocking you.

“It wasn’t just because I got a C minus. I had a lot going on that day and the grade was just a breaking point.” You explained. “And I’m not a goody-two-shoes. Just because you never see me have fun or go out, doesn’t mean that I don’t at all.”

Kyotani leaned forward. His arms crossed on top of the table, the silver chain he was wearing came untucked from his shirt and dangled freely, and his face became way too close to your own. “I never said you didn’t go out or have fun, but when was the last time you broke a rule? One that actually got you into some deep ass trouble with someone?” You swear his voice dropped an octave. You wanted so badly to look away, but the heat was rising to your cheeks as you just stared back into his honey brown eyes.

You didn’t know how to answer him. Partly because you haven’t gotten into serious trouble except for one time, in highschool, and partly because of how close he was to you and the way your thoughts were betraying you at the moment. So instead, you remained quiet while he stared you down. “That time you and Iwaizumi snuck out your second year of highschool doesn't count either, since it was his idea and you just had to follow.” He was smirking now, and damn you wanted nothing more than to wipe that look off his face. “Let’s make a little bet, Princess.”

You know you shouldn’t, you really did, but you also wanted to prove him wrong so badly. “What do you have in mind?”

“If I ace my exam, you have to do something that will, or at least could, get you into some big trouble. Cause a fight, steal something, stir some things up with a frat or sorority. I don’t care who you piss you off, but it can’t be anything stupid.” Kyotani finally pulled away from you and leaned back to where he was sitting. You felt like you could finally think straight and breathe. You took in what he said and let it process for a minute before answering.

“Only if you ace the exam?” Kyotani nodded. “What’s at stake here if I win or lose?”

“Winner can pick their prize after they win.” After taking another minute to think it all through. You stuck your hand out across the table. Kyotani let out a low chuckle before bringing his hand to meet yours. “I hope you’re ready for next week.”

“That’s if you can even pass the exam.”

The crowd was on edge as everyone watched the two teams go back and forth as they kept tying at match point. You debated on even going to the game seeing as your brother was playing against Tanaka’s team, but Haji promised that if things got to be too much, that you could leave whenever. So, there you were as you watched the two teams battle it out for the win. Everyone was giving their best and you could see both teams were growing tired. It wasn’t until your brother received the ball, sending it flying just over the net before it dropped right out of anyone’s reach, that you had finally let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Match Point.

It was Kyotani who was serving next, and while you hoped that he would win the last point, you also couldn’t help but think of the bet you both made. Especially when it had been almost a week since he aced the exam.

You waited in anticipation as your professor announced that all the exam scores were in and posted online. As soon as the lecture was over, you made your way towards the back of the room where Kyotani sat and waited for him to tell you whether he failed or passed the test. When you reached his seat, he didn’t say anything. Taking his dear sweet time packing his things so he could head to his next lecture. “Well, did you pass or not?” You were annoyed that he was ignoring you, and you worried that all of your hard work tutoring him was for nothing.

“Oh. Yeah, I passed.” He said calmly. You breathed a sigh of release, well that’s good, at least all of your tutoring didn’t go down the drain, you thought. “In fact, I aced it.” Kyotani had an evil glint to his eyes as his smile grew, and suddenly, your train of thought went to one thing only.

Oh fuck.

Kyotani dropped his phone on the table in front of you, the screen on his class grades, the exam grade being at the very top right under his overall class percentage. Sure, you didn’t want him to fail. But you also didn’t want, nor expect, him to ace this exam. You could feel all of the blood drain from your face, as everything finally set in. You took a deep breath, already knowing what was to come. “So, when does my side of the bet start then.” You kept your voice low, almost sounding bored. Really you were just trying to hide any panic that could give you away.

“Starting tomorrow. That gives you a week. If you still haven’t done something crazy come the day after our game, then I win.” You didn’t even bother answering Kyotani, simply nodding before turning and walking home. You needed some serious down time to be able process and prepare for this bet.

You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard the final whistle. Looking at the scoreboard, you saw that your brother's team had won. You stood up to cheer them on, more specifically to cheer Haji on. You sent him a text letting him know that you were going to leave early before the traffic got bad and so you could get ready early for the party that he and Oikawa had planned. You knew that since they had won, that you probably shouldn’t drink tonight in case you needed to take care of a drunk Seijoh Uni Volleyball Team.

How did you end up crying in the bathroom with one of your closest friends, well that would be all thanks to your brother inviting your ex’s team to the party as well. Why did he do that? You weren’t sure, but you did know that you were going to bitch him out over it tomorrow morning when he was hungover and felt like he was hit by a truck. For the time being though, you were just trying to make yourself look presentable before going back to the party. Your friend rubbing you back and telling you how you didn’t need to cry over a stupid man and how you should go out there and show him what he’s missing.

You straightened out your top and turned towards your friend, hugging her tightly and thanking her for being there for you before you both exited the bathroom. The house was crowded and the music was loud. Thankfully some of the guys helped move any expensive and breakable things before anyone else showed up into your room closet for the night, because you were not looking forward to the cleanup tomorrow.

You made your way to the kitchen to grab a drink, figuring one or two wouldn’t hurt you just to calm your nerves. Instead you were met with Tanaka and Kiyoko kissing on the counter. You really didn’t want to cry again, really you had no reason to. It’s not like he ever cheated on you, or even treated you badly. In fact, he was a great guy. Maybe that’s why you were so upset over the breakup even a year later. Because it was so sudden, and when he got with Kiyoko only a few weeks later, you knew he didn’t feel as strongly for you as you did him.

You didn’t still have feelings for him, but seeing him still made you miss the times you shared together and reminded you exactly what so many people would tell you throughout highschool, that you would have to be perfect to ever be enough for anything. And while you knew that wasn't true, and Haji would fight anyone who ever said anything like that to you, those words affected you more than you would like to admit. Leaving you to your exact position right now. Trying to hold back tears and ignore the two in front of you, instead of grabbing alcohol like you originally planned, you grabbed water, hoping to to sneak off into your room for the rest of the night.

As you were turning the corner you bumped into a familiar short haired blonde. Great, just what you needed, you thought. “You’ve been crying?” He asked, looking at you. You rolled your eyes, really not wanting to deal with him or having the chance of that damned bet, that you already knew you lost, popping up into conversation. You did your best to ignore him and continue walking to your room, pulling out a key to unlock the door, but before you could enter and close it, a hand grabbed yours, stopping you. Turning around, you were met with Kyotani’s hard glare and honey brown eyes. “Did something happen? I know Iwa is way too drunk to deal with anyone if they fucked with you.”

“No, nothing happened. Except the fact that my dumbass brother decided it would be a great idea to invite my ex and his new girlfriend over.” You were dripping with sarcasm and attitude when you answered, and to your surprise, Kyotani laughed. A genuine cheerful laugh. It was a nice sound, but you were too caught up in your own emotions that it just annoyed you even more. “I don’t see how that’s so funny.”

“Because I’ve never heard you genuinely call Iwaizumi any names outside of joking around. Who knew the little Princess had it in her.” Kyotani was still letting out small chuckles as he answered you. You decided it was better to just leave things at that, and turned to go into your room. What you didn’t expect was for Kyotani to follow you in.

“What the hell are you doing?” clearly he didn’t get the memo that you wanted to be alone, and plopped his ass down on your bed.

“Thought you could use some company. Plus, I hate drunk people and it’s too loud out there.” You let out a dry laugh at his answer.

“You mean you’re going to willingly hang out with me?” Kyotani shrugged his shoulders and pulled out a pack of UNO cards.

“Oikawa won’t let me leave, so it beats being stuck out there with everyone. Plus you’ll probably just cry all night if you're left alone.” You squinted your eyes, glaring at him before you sat on your bed, leaning against your pillows and headboard across from Kyotani, and snatching the cards from his hand as you shuffled and dealt the cards. Might as well make the best of a shitty night, you thought to yourself. Besides, he was right, anything beat being out there with everyone else or staying in your room alone crying over your ex.

Three rounds of UNO later, and things were going how they always go with Kyotani. You two were going back and forth arguing, thinking one of you was cheating. “There’s no way you got dealt all of the wild cards two games in a row!” You accused. Kyotani rolled his eyes and showed you his hand, proving that he really did have a handful of wild cards.

“Well it looks like I did, Princess.” You threw your cards down onto the bed, declaring that you were done playing the card game. Crossing your arms, you huffed out a breath.

“What is it with you calling me that damned name?” You never really knew why he called you that, but you did know that he always used it when he was teasing you, and you hated it.

“I don’t know. Maybe because it just suits you.” Well that answer caught you off guard. “Plus it pisses you off.” And that’s the answer you were expecting. You both sat in an oddly comfortable silence for a few moments, just listening to all of the chaos that was happening just outside of your door. Your mind wandered to the bet, and you knew come tomorrow morning that Kyotani would be telling you what he wanted for winning, but you were grateful that he hasn’t brought it up tonight like he has the rest of the week.

“You know, ‘Kawa is probably drunk enough to not notice anything if you still wanted to leave.” You side eyed Kyotani as you started picking up the cards from your bed.

“Yeah, probably.” He didn’t move. You raised an eyebrow at him, standing up to hand him the cards and to tell him to leave so you could change into some more comfortable clothes.

“Okay. Well, then leave. I’m ready to change out of these clothes and relax.” Kyotani smirked and leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees.

“Then get dressed.” You rolled your eyes, visibly getting annoyed.

“Haha, very funny, Kyotani. Now leave.” You turned and headed towards your closet, hoping he would get the hint and just go. Apparently, luck was not on your side.

“Make me, Princess.” You whipped around, facing Kyotani as you watched his smirk grow larger. Through gritted teeth, you hissed out at him.

“Kyotani Kentaro, I swear to God if you-” He stood up and started making his way towards you, cutting you off.

“What? What are you going to do if I don’t leave?” fed up with his bullshit, you reeled back your hand getting ready to hit him. Before your hand could make contact, his hand caught your wrist. “Ooo, getting feisty now aren’t we.” You both stood there, not moving a muscle or saying a word. The tension just growing with each second that passed until you couldn’t handle it anymore.

“Either leave or kiss me dammit.”

Kyotani dropped his hand from your wrist, opting to place it on your hip as he pulled you closer, his other hand reaching up towards the side of your face as his lips crashed onto your own. His lips were soft, and tasted faintly like cherries, and you hated to admit that you were liking this. You threw one hand over her shoulder, the other taking a hold of his shirt and pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Your whole body felt like it was erupting into flames, and you couldn’t help but want more.

You knew you should pull away. You knew that you were breaking yours and Haji’s number one rule for each other. You knew that everything about this was wrong. But you didn’t care.

Your lips parted slightly, giving Kyotani the invitation to slip his tongue past. The hand on your waist tightened as he walked you both backwards, his knees hitting the bed. He broke off the kiss as he sat down, looking up at you out of breath, and you embarrassingly whimpered out at the loss of contact. “Please tell me you haven’t had anything to drink tonight.” You shook your head, and before you could even get out that you only drank water, you were being pulled into his lap.

“Let me know right now if you want to stop, because I'm not sure I'll be able to stop myself if you don’t” Kyotani’s eyes darkened as his hand found their way to your hips and he pulled you back in to make out. And you were positive in that moment right there, that you have never been turned on more in life than when he said that. His fingers were digging into your hips hard enough that you would have to check for bruises later.

It wasn’t long before he made his way down to your neck, leaving the softest little love bites against your skin as he did. Your hands made their way to the back of his head, your fingers treading through his soft hair and pulling him closer. You couldn’t stop the quiet moan that escaped your lips as he softly bit down on the base of your neck. You grind your hips harder into him, feeling him grow harder with every little movement and that urged you to keep going. Kyotani let out a hiss as you ran your nails down from his hair to the back of his neck, silently begging him to keep going.

He pulled away from your neck, hands leaving your hips and moving to your thighs, squeezing at every inch of them. His hands felt so big and warm against you, and you wanted to feel more of him. You wanted him to run his hands all over your body, exploring every inch of you so you could just soak in his touch. You tugged on the collar of his shirt, wanting him to take it off, wanting to explore his body as much as you wanted him to explore yours. Kyotani let out a soft chuckle, giving your thighs another squeeze. “So impatient. Go on, Princess, take it off for me.” His voice was deep, but it lacked the roughness it usually holds whenever he would speak. You squirmed where you sat on his lap, feeling yourself grow turned on more and more, but you wasted no time reaching for the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his head. As soon as it was off, you didn’t bother to hide that you were checking him out.

You slowly ran your hands back up his stomach and chest. His skin was hot and soft to the touch. You always knew he was muscular, but he also wasn’t ripped. He didn’t always look like much with the hoodie and large shirts he would wear everyday, but seeing him the way he was now? You didn’t want to look away. As you felt up his chest, you could feel the way his muscles rippled under your touch, and the slight goosebumps he was gaining from your touch. He let out a small groan, softly trying to lift his hips to meet yours. “You’re killing me here.” He sighed, head falling back and eyes falling shut as you continued to take your time feeling him up.

“Then do something about it.” You whispered back to him, too scared that your voice would crack if you spoke any louder. To Kyotani, your voice sounded sultry and inviting, almost begging for him to just break you. You could feel the way your slick was soaking your underwear, and your stomach was filled with butterflies just begging to burst out. He sat back up, his arms wrappingaround your waist and pulling you against him.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” grabbed the bottom of your shirt, practically ripping it off of you and throwing it across the room. His hands ran up your sides as he looked you up and down, face going straight to your chest as he began to leave small open mouthed kisses on the top of your breasts. You heard him mutter a quiet “Fuck” as his hands began to grab at you again. You were trying your best to get some sort of friction between the two of you, trying to press more and more into him. You needed more contact. You were beginning to feel selfish, you just wanted more and more as things kept progressing, and you could feel the way Kyotani was straining in his jeans.

You pushed away from Kyotani and dropped down to your knees. Kyotani giving no objections, and leaning back onto his elbows. His cheeks were flushed and his breathing was heavy. You almost forgot that this was the man you would constantly get into petty arguments with on the daily. Looking up at him now, his face a slight shade of pink, pupils blown wide and eyes hooded, lips slightly swollen from your previous making out. Maybe it was just because you were horny, but damn you’d be lying if you didn’t find him sexy at the moment.

You rubbed your palm over the crotch of his jeans, trying to get comfortable with what you were about to do. Kyotani’s heavy breathing keeps you focused on his face, trying to gauge his reaction. You finally moved to unbutton his pants and pull them down his thighs, letting out a small giggle at the sight of his boxers. You couldn’t help it when you’re looking at one of the biggest troublemakers you know wearing bright blue puppy patterned boxers. Kyotani’s face turned a deeper shade of pink, and he rolled his eyes at you, muttering how he wasn’t expecting to get laid tonight. You focused back onto what you were getting ready to do. You slowly began to pull the waistband of his boxers down, feeling yourself fill with anticipation and excitement.

Once pulled down, Kyotani’s dick was already leaking precum. He wasn’t huge, but he definitely wasn’t small either. He was maybe around six to seven inches, and he had a decently thick girth. Wrapping your fingers around his base, you could feel that he was a bit heavy in your hand. You gave a few experimental pumps, Kyotani’s head falling back as he let out a soft sigh. You leaned in closer, your mouth watering as you saw him reacting to your touch. You brought his pale, pink tip to your lips and kitten licked, hoping to get him to react some more. When he let out a pleased groan, you took him into your mouth. He felt big and you were positive that you couldn’t take him all, but with the moans he was letting slip out, you sure wanted to try.

You wanted to make him feel good. Wanted to make him moan louder. You reached a hand up to cup his balls, but as soon as you did, he pulled you off of him. When you looked up at his face, he looked like he was about to break. “If you keep going like that, I’m not going to last any longer.” You felt your chest bubble up with pride, but it didn’t last too long when Kyotani helped you stand up and started taking off your pants, your underwear going with them. His hands sliding up you back and unclasping your bra next.

You let out a little yelp as he pulls you onto your bed, climbing on top of you as he does. He looked down at you with an unusually soft expression for him, and it took everything in you to not hide behind your hands. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“God damn you’re fucking gorgeous.” Without giving you a chance to process his words, Kyotani leaned down and attached his lips to your nipple. His mouth was warm, and the sensation immediately had you arching your back and letting out a high pitched whine. His hand came up to roll and tug on your other nipple, making sure both were getting attention. The way he was playing with your tits made your thighs clench together, trying to gain any amount of friction that you could. “Kyo-“

“That’s not my name, Princess.” Kyotani all but growled against your skin, cutting you off. And god help the way that made your pussy clench.

“K-Kentaro, please, need more. Please.” You whined.Your cries going straight to Kyo-, no, Kentaro’s dick. He groaned at the sound of his name rolling off your tongue. With one last nip at your breast, he slowly began to leave a trail of sloppy kisses going down your torso. Goosebumps rose on your skin as the cold air hit each one as he made his way down. When he finally reached between your hips, he looked up at you through his lashes. He took his hands and hooked them around your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.

He kept eye contact with you as he slowly pried your thighs open and threw one of your legs over his shoulder. You were growing flustered more and more as every second passed that he looked at you. Finally breaking eye contact and looking between your legs were free of his gaze. You could have swore you saw him drool as he used his thumbs to spread you open. Your slick, already dripping out as you’ve been waiting to be touched.

“Such a pretty pussy.” His voice was quiet, almost like he was talking to himself, but the whimper you let out was pathetic, your hole clenching at the compliment as you tried to move away from his intense stare. “Stop moving, Princess. ‘M gonna make you feel good.”

Kentaro licked a long stripe up your slit. He wasted no time in getting comfortable between your legs. He took his time in trying to commit the way you taste to his memory. Swirling his tongue around your clit and every so often sucking softly before going back to burying his tongue inside of you. The sounds you were making were nothing short of pornographic, sounding foreign even to your own ears. When he brought his hand around your thigh to rub circles onto your clit as he ate you out, you felt the knot in your stomach form instantly. Your body temp was rising rapidly and your hands flew to Kentaro’s head, your thighs practically holding him in place as you started to buck up onto his mouth, chasing for a release.

“‘M gonna come, Ken-, Kentaro.” Your hiccuped as you tried to warn him. He let out a chuckle, the noise sending vibrations as he lapped at your juices, and with one last, hard, suck to you clit, you felt that knot in your stomach snap. A huge wave of euphoria flowed through your body, as your thighs released Kentaroi’s head. He began to litter soft kisses along your thighs as you came down from the high.

When your breathing finally started to even out, you couldn’t help the little giggles as the kisses he was leaving were tickling a bit. Kentaro bit the inside of your thigh, hard, causing you to let out a small yelp. “Ow! What was that for?!”

“To leave a mark.” He stated as he began to pull himself back up towards you. “And don’t get too comfortable, I’m not finished with you.” He pulled your thighs apart once more, lowering his body to meet with yours. Your lips met in another heated kiss as you felt his dick run along the wetness of your pussy. Your whimpering did nothing but make him want to continue teasing you, and you started to beg for him to give you more. Your hips, constantly moving to meet with his for contact.

Your hands ran down his back, feeling the muscles in his shoulders every you’d drag your nails across them in the hopes of trying to rile him up.

Kentaro took your lip between his teeth and tugged a bit before leaning down to your ear. “Be a good girl for me and maybe I’ll let you cum again.” You felt the butterflies in your stomach again as Kentaro whispered those words to you, and as you tried to close your buck up your hips for more friction, he sat up and pushed them back down. Leaning down from the side of your bed, he grabbed his jeans, pulling a condom out from the front pocket.

“Thought you weren’t expecting to get laid tonight?” You repeat your earlier words to him. He ignored you, opening the package and rolling the piece of latex over his length. Once he was sure the condom was on the right way, he grabbed your thighs, pulling you close so he could line himself up with your entrance.

He grabbed his dick and gave himself a few pumps before he slowly started to push into you. His face twisted in pleasure, brows furrowing and eyes rolling as he stretched you out. The moan he let out as you squeezed him went straight to your pussy . “Fuck, Your so tight.” Kentaro hissed out through clenched teeth. He slowly inched his way deeper with you clawing at his shoulders the whole time.

When he finally bottomed out, he leane down and kissed you again before leaning up and lifting your legs over his shoulder. You could already feel the exhaustion you were going to experience at the end of all of this, but you didn’t have the time to care as Kentaro began to pull back out slowly only to slam back into you. The pace he set was fast and each thrust left you out of breath.

For once you were thankful for the loud partying happening just outside of your door, because your room was filled with the sound of skin hitting skin and mixture of moans and grunts from you and Kentaro. A light layer of sweat forming on both of your bodies. Your hands gripped the sheets hoping for any sort of stability with Kentaro’s rough thrusts, that all too familiar feeling forming in the pit of your stomach again. You repeated his name like a mantra with every thrust.

Kentaro brought his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles with just enough pressure to bring you closer to the edge. “Good. Fucking. Girl.” He growled In between each thrust, and that was all you needed to let go. Throwing your head back onto the pillows and practically screaming out his name, your vision blurred and you felt heat all over your body. Kentaro worked you through your high, chasing for his own release. When you finally came back down to earth, you could notice the slight stutter in his hips.

He dropped his head watching his dick disappear inside you. It didn’t take long for him to thrust into you one last time, stilling inside you as he panted like a dog in heat, his moans being some of the prettiest sounds you’ve heard. Once he calmed down, he pulled out and took off the condom, tying it before tossing it in the garbage can at the end of your bed.

Sitting up, you pulled your blanket and covered yourself up watching Kentaro as he pulled his underwear on. You started feeling a little insecure after everything, expecting him to just leave without saying anything and acting like this never happened. But you were taken by surprise when your light was switched off. He pulled the blanket from you and threw his shirt over your head, and you knew it was his shirt because it was big and smelled like him, before climbing in next to you. “So, are we going to talk ab-“ you were grabbed by the waist and pulled down against his chest.

“No, we’re going to bed now, Princess.” He grumbled. You let out a small laugh as you answered back with a simple,

“Good night, ‘Taro.”’

“What the fuck is going on?!” Well, you certainly weren’t expecting to wake up to an angry Haji this morning.

Wait. You shot up from your bed to see your brother and Oikawa standing in your doorway. Next to you, the oh so infamous blonde troublemaker was lying in your bed with an arm across his face. “Can we not yell first thing in the morning? And I fucked your sister. That’s what’s going on.” Your jaw dropped, eyes going wide, and you could feel all the blood drain from your face as Kentaro answered so bluntly. Your brother was fuming, it may not have been noticeable to anyone else, but it was to you. He gave you a long, silent glare before storming off back to his room and slamming the door.

Oikawa remained in your doorway, looking like was trying to not break into a fit of laughter before letting you in on what he found so funny. “So not only did Iwa-chan break his promise, but you did too? That’s just golden.” And he left closing your door as he did.

Well, at least he couldn’t get too mad at you since he also slept with one of your friends. You flopped back down onto your bed next to Kentaro. Once you were back next to him, he sat up on his elbow to look at you.

“Congrats.” You gave him a look of confusion, urging him to continue. “You won the bet.”

You stared at him for a split second before bursting into a fit of laughter just like Oikawa did before he walked out. As he watched you, Kentaro grew a small smile on his face. “Too bad I’m not letting you pick your prize.” You calmed down and looked at Kyotani, once again with confusion, but also intrigue.

“Oh yeah? And why’s that?”

“Because your prize is me. I’m taking you on a date.” He didn’t give you a chance to answer as he leant down to kiss you before getting up and pulling his pants on. “Get dressed and give me back my shirt when you're done. I’m going to try not to get murdered by your brother.” Once he left your room, you couldn’t help but lay in your bed for a few minutes thinking to yourself.

Who would’ve thought a stupid rivalry fueled bet would have led to me hooking up and going on a date with Kyotani Kentaro.