Oya oya oya

It didn’t help when the obviously new, young barista snickered a bit at my efforts. I felt my voice get smaller and smaller and my throats feel tight. Too embarrassed to look up at Yamaguchi, I played nervously with the hem of my shirt and quietly panicked. (2/2) ~Emi (Ahhhh this took forever to send in sorry DX I’ve been so busy it’s nuts @_@)

Yamaguchi approached the counter with you and looked it over with ease, about to open his mouth to speak, when he noticed the barista give off a quiet scoff. He frowned slightly and looked down at you. He was shocked to see you looking so frail, so feeble. His chest tightened up and he reached out to take your hand firmly in his. 

“What would you like? I can order for you,” he said softly to you as he gave a sidelong glance to the barista. He’d known how hard it is to interact with strangers and he’d frequently had panic attacks when having to deal with workers in the service industry. He couldn’t imagine how hard it was for you when you could barely speak the language. 

With your arms firmly wrapped around him, he felt as though he could definitely fall asleep. Nishinoya was very akin to lunch naps and would only resist when he was with you or his team. He glanced up at you and examined your face with a wide smile. 

“Yeah? You think I’m extra cool?” He scrunched his nose slightly as you egged him on. His ego was certainly growing as the moments ticked on. With the sound of the bell he could feel the disappointment setting in. All he wanted was to spend more time with you.

Kageyama was a bit embarrassed to be taking the hoodie off your hands, but he couldn’t help himself. He was a bit more interested than he thought. He took the hoodie from you with a murmured thank you and pulled it over his head. It was a perfect fit and had this sweet yet sensual scent buried within the fabric. He couldn’t help but to lift his arm to smell. 

As we got closer, it became apparent that it was indeed the shop we had been searching for. The shop itself seemed pretty small, at least on the outside, squeezed in between two other similarly small boutiques, but it had really big windows that covered pretty much the entire facade of the shop and were filled with all kinds of stuff that I had never seen before, some of that looked very weird, yet fascinating in some way. (2/2) ~Aya

Suga looked down at you as you two approached the store, smiling slightly. He was pleased to be showing you something you’d never seen before. He could tell how interested you were and it was hard for him to keep his mouth quiet about how cute your wide eyes were. 

“Are you ready to go in? We’ll have to be quiet,” he opened the door to the store as a small bell jingled and waited to follow you inside. Once in the store, he was amazed to see it was covered in crystals of all shapes and sizes. There were amethyst towers, rose quarts spheres, chunks of citrine in multiple colors, and a beautifully molded lapis lazuli shaped into a heart. 

Kageyama looked down with what seemed to be embarrassment while you somewhat scolded him. He was used to Suga and Daichi doing it to him, but he wasn’t used to it from you. He took a soft breath and gave it off in a puff. He walked ahead to push the doors open and wait for you.

Nishinoya squirmed a bit and looked up at you with wide eyes as you started to talk about more suggestive things. His cheeks got warm and he rolled over to be facing you. 

“So I’m gonna accept your help only if you really have free time, because your own schoolwork and volleyball and all that is much more important than helping me, okay?” I glanced at Suga, with a soft yet serious expression on my face, indicating that there was no arguing about the matter. (2/2) ~Aya

Suga had no dobuts about how you felt when you spoke to him. He was impressed by how daunting you could be when you really wanted to be. You were so cute any other time. He cleared his throat a bit and thought before giving you his answer.

“I-Is that where we’re heading?” I asked as he pointed to a cute cafe. A small group of girls walked past us and giggled softly at our joined hands, whispering things like “cute couple”. My face burned bright but I couldn’t help but smile a bit. (2/2) ~Emi (Oh my god you and you’re girlfriend sound so ridiculously cute??? Ahhh??? I love it >///<)

Yamaguchi kept you close to him while you walked through the crowd. He was smiling outwardly at how happy you were making him. When the girls walking by you two started to giggle and whisper he felt his face start to burn red, but he couldn’t help but continue to smile. 

“Yes, that’s it.” He nodded to the cafe you pointed to and edged through the crowd to get to the front door. He pushed it open and held it so that you could go in ahead of him. 

“It’s one of my favorites. I hope that you like it here too.” He walked inside behind you to the cafe full of mismatched furniture and tableware. It was all one big crazy mess of patterns and colors, but it blended together nicely. The smell of freshly ground coffee wafted through the air as you two entered. 

Nishinoya was sparkling with a wide smile on his face while you teased him. Even though you were mocking him he was still having the time of his life. You made him so happy that he could almost wiggle in your lap.

“That’s not true!! Everyone can learn it. Only if you have the strength and determination that we do.” He nodded once and tilted his head back to look up at you with the same wide grin on his face. He was glad you were coming to practice so that he could show off all his cool new moves to you. “If you’re gonna come to practice does that mean that you’re going to get me a post-practice treat?” He asked with a mischievous grin. 

Yamaguchi startled slightly when he felt your hand grab his. At first he thought maybe it was a stranger but he peeked back at you to notice that it was you holding his hand tight with a face like a tomato. He smiled endearingly and as his face also heated up he made sure to grip your hand tighter for security. He couldn’t help but marvel at how cute you were and how much he was enjoying this. He, of course, never would have had the strength to do this himself so he was glad you took it upon yourself. 

“It’s okay. You won’t get lost if–if you stay with me.” He gave a small determined nod and kept your hand firmly held in his while he walked along the sidewalk with you. He carefully edged around people in the crowd and murmured very soft ‘excuse me’s to everyone he passed. He lifted a hand and pointed up ahead to signal that your destination was quickly approaching.