Hello ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ, can I make a request for a oneshot for Nishinoya (karasuno) in which the reader is his classmate and they get in a heated arguement where they start to push and shove and then it starts to be a fight. Then they get in trouble. A day after the fight, he sees the reader with bruises on their arm and a bandage on their face and he starts to feel kinda bad that he hurt them that badly.
“You’re the dumbest person I’ve ever met.”
“Haaaaah?!”
Nishinoya glared at you, holding himself from outright snarling. You looked unimpressed, crossing your arms.“Didn’t think you’d be a coward in union with being dumb. Might as well just quit volleyball for life now.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You could be playing volleyball right now but your 1 brain cell stopped functioning after so many collisions with the floor.”
He started forward threatening, eyes flashing. You smirked, uncrossing your arms.
“If you base your feelings on volleyball on a single guy might as well just quit while you’re ahead.”
“You bitch!”
He shoved you, hard enough you hit the wall behind you with a oof. You cracked your neck with a smile before jumping him, using your height against him. After that a whole fight evolved, catching the attention of a nearby student who became hollering for people to come and help break the fight. Yuu looked up at that, giving you the opportunity to catch him clean on the jaw and knocking him on his ass. He got up quickly, tackling you down and going to town, arms too fast for you to block all his hits. Catching one of his arms you used that to move him off you and land a solid kick to his midsection.
At that moment daichi and another third year hauled you guys away from each other, taking you to the infirmary due to the bleeding and nasty bruises on your skin.
Daichi turned to noya, who was wiping off blood from his nose.
“What the fuck was that Nishinoya.”
“Looked like a fight didn’t it?”
“I’m not a dumbass Noya, why were you fighting?!”
“They said some things they shouldn't have said alright? None of your concern.”
“It’s my concern when a member of the volleyball picks fight all willy nilly, do you want to get suspended?” Saying that Daichi handed him a small towel to clean himself up, which he did, looking away from the captain.
Daichi sighed, shaking his head and leaving noya alone.You meanwhile was in the infirmary getting checked over and scolded. The left side of your face was a giant bruise,nose and knuckles bleeding. Overall you were just a walking bruise, lying on the cot as the nurse left.
-
The next day the pain you hadnt felt yesterday (thanks to the pills) came back tenfold. You almost couldn’t get out of bed, and your bruises looked pretty bad. But school called. It wasn’t until your third class that you shared one with Noya.
He took one look at you, your hands and face were bandaged and you used a long sleeved shirt under your uniform. Noya was also bruised on his arms and jaw but not as bad as yours. You didn’t even spare a glance at him, ignoring the whispers around you.
He didn’t even know what to do or say, even though you had started it with those comments of yours.
The day passed like that, Noya sneaking glances at you while you continued to ignore them. Getting tired of that Noya cornered you outside, after a few moments of awkward silence he apologized to you.
“What?”
“I’m not repeating myself.”
“...I gotta apologize too, but I still mean what I said about you playing.”
That earned a glare from him which you returned with a smirk.
“So who taught you how to fight?”
