Karasuno first years+ Lev and Kenma love at first sight?
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Karasuno first years ( + Kenma and Lev ) Love at First Sight
Tsukishima was studiously reading over his notes, organizing his assignments, and making mental notes as to what to look for on the upcoming tests. The scratching of his pencil was lulling him into a constant study flow.
Suddenly a bag of books thumped onto the table next to him. Irritatedly, he looked up, expecting to see one of his hot-blooded teammates and was met with the wide, innocent eyes of an individual who meekly whispered,” Is it alright if I study here?”
To Tsukishima’s surprise he found himself murmuring a “Yes” in reply, it was as if they had cast a spell on him, he wanted to get to know them better, to memorize their voice, to trace their features with his long slender fingers.
It was as if his future with this complete stranger was flashing before his eyes like a cinematic film; Romance, sweet, heartfelt moments, troublesome times, warm touches, fierce passion-
His visuals were brought to an abrupt halt as the little person next to him let out a small frustrated huff.
“What’s the matter? You need help” he caught himself asking.
They shifted their notebook towards him, nodding sheepishly,” This question is unclear, could you explain it to me?”
Shit. Even their voice is cute, Tsukishima though to himself hiding the creeping blush on his face behind his expressionless demeanor.
“Of course.” he obliged, scooting closer to them so that their elbows would brush as he helped them with their homework.
There was no way that Kei was planning on letting this innocent little kitsune scamper away from him with his heart in tow.
It had been a long day, Yamaguchi could agree with himself on that confidently at least. Practice had been long and hard, he had practiced his jump-floater serve until his t-shirt was soaked in sweat.
Even now he still didn’t feel the effect of the winter air on his skin as he walked home from school, admiring the scenery of the oncoming winter. The sun hid behind a thick blanket of grey clouds, and snow crystals fell on the sidewalk. It was so quite that he could hear the minute sound of them landing on the ground. It sounded like the clinking of tiny metal pieces falling onto the concrete.
He calmly rounded the corner, closing his eyes for a split second to yawn widely, when suddenly something fast and hard collided with him full force.
A moment or two later he was staring up at the sky, a figure bending over him with a look of worry and shock.
“A- are you alright?! I’m so sorry I didn’t see you! I’m such an idiot I need to watch where I’m going… Uh, um, can you stand?” They said offering their shaky hand. Yamaguchi accepted their hand gratefully and stood, clutching his head which was throbbing a bit, and also bleeding.
The gasp of horror he heard was almost as loud as his gasp of shock-
They were so beautiful it took his breath away.
Their eyes were glinting with tears, their winter hat slumped crookedly on their head to one side while their hair was an adorable mess.
He wanted to tell them that everything would be alright and that it wasn’t their fault at all, and that was when he realized how scraped up their hands and knees were as well as the huge gash on their shin.
“We need to get you some help!” Yamaguchi shouted a bit panicky as he picked their over-turned bike up off of the cement and offered his hand to them.
He escorted them to his house where he bandaged them up with some bandaids from Tsukishima that had little dinosaurs on them as well as pouring them hot chocolate. Yamaguchi gave them quite the special treatment; after all, this was his first time in love and he didn’t even know it.
He was enjoying his break as he did most days, heading towards the vending machine to get his usual milk carton. That was when he saw them. There, in the middle of the courtyard, they were standing there with a volleyball in hand.
Instantly, his curiosity piqued.
He watched from the corner of his eye as he selected his drink, not realizing that his finger was a single selection off.
They tossed the ball high into the air and began their approach. Soundlessly they chased after the toss, their arms drifting behind and then rocketing forward launching them into the sky like an eagle taking flight.
But what was most amazing, was the sound it made when their hand struck the ball. Like a crack of lightning they sent the ball spiraling to the far side of the courtyard where it powerfully plowed into the grass.
The vending machine beeped and Kageyama’s attention was diverted as a foreign drink dropped down instead of the milk carton he wanted.
Cursing under his breath, he kicked the machine in irritation.
“Is something wrong?” the court-yard server asked, approaching Kageyama suddenly causing him to flush with embarrassment.
“Uh- Err… I just got the wrong drink… That’s all.” he stammered, pouting a little.
“That can be fixed.” They smiled reaching into their school-bag. “Here, I’ll buy that drink from you, and you’ll have just enough to get yourself what you want.”
They smiled pleasantly and Kageyama couldn’t help but attempt to smile back as he handed over the drink.
As their hands brushed, he noticed how soft their skin was, even though they could perform such a powerful serves. Even from there he could smell their shampoo, strawberry, it was wonderful.
He thanked them with a shy smile and began
drilling asking them about their serving techniques. He wasn’t aware of it, but his heart was on fire.
He sighed frustratedly, this was one of those afternoons that he had to practice on his own due to Kageyama having to be tutored by Ennoshita and Tsukishima.
“I guess it can’t be helped.” he said out loud to himself while twirling his volleyball on one finger.
Thankfully his school had a sand volleyball court, but only one, so the competition over it was fierce at times; and to his dismay, someone already occupied the court.
He sulked a bit as he neared the court, who knew how long they’d be there for?
But his sulking turned to curiosity; the person practicing was shorter than him.
There were several plastic bottles lined up in front of the net that they were setting to.
Their skillful hands launched the ball up high and gracefully, never missing the mark once. He was absolutely captivated.
He couldn’t help but notice how their sweaty white t-shirt clung to their body, the exertion in the early-summer’s sun was taking its toll, but they still pushed on with their practice.
Suddenly the focused setter realized that they were no longer alone, and that two golden brown eyes were following them closely.
“Umm… Can I help you with something?” they asked inquisitively.
Flustered, Hinata shook his head trying to hide his blush, but to no avail.
“I- I uh, was just watching you, you’re very amazing.” He stared at his hands subconsciously.
“Oh, ah, thanks. You play volleyball?”
Hinata’s eyes flashed and his hair seemed to fluff out a bit.
“Osu! I love volleyball, especially quick sets like GWAHH-“ he trailed off realizing how stupid he probably sounded to this total stranger.
They burst out into a fit of giggles, “ I’m sorry, i- it’s just that you’re so adorable. Want me to set to you?”
His shame turned to enthusiasm,” You mean it?! I’d really like that, thank you!”
The two of them spent the entire afternoon together, the sounds of the duo echoing long into the evening. This was what you would call “love at first spike” for Hinata
(I’m so sorry for my awful puns).
Some days after practice, Lev took a longer route home. The reason being was that he loved going to the local pet-shop, and he had just enough time before the train would arrive to visit and kill some time.
He hummed pleasantly to himself as he opened the door to the shop, the entry bell rung in greeting, signaling that he was officially entering paradise. Stretching and smiling widely, he made his way over to the side of the shop that showed which cats were for sale.
As he approached the cage where a little white kitten that he had visited for the past month lived, he felt something was off. After all, the kitten was finally old enough for adoption, and he had been planning on adopting it. He could already see himself as the proud owner-
His emerald eyes widened suddenly.
“WHAT?!?!” he shouted a little too loud causing some parakeets in a nearby cage to flutter around.
A red and white “Just Adopted” stamp crossed over the kitten’s age and information.
“Is something the matter?” A voice inquired from behind him.
Lev whirled around in a flurry of mixed emotions,” Who adopted this kitten, I really wanted it and-“
He stopped short, looking down at the worker who was wearing a cute light blue apron over their red and white striped shirt and jeans.
“Actually it was me who adopted th-“
“You’re gorgeous-“ he accidentally blurted out, interrupting them.
The shop-worker was dumb-founded, their face very red and staring at him in surprise.
“Eh, um is this what you would call ‘love at first sight’?” he muttered to himself now becoming more increasingly aware of how awkward he was and the how much he probably freaked the shop-keeper out just now.
Kenma stood in line at the video game store feeling rather inconspicuous due to Kuroo’s large and lanky frame towering over him from behind. Although he hated to admit it, Kenma was very thankful to have Kuroo escorting him to places. He was nervous and uncomfortable in large numbers.
After what seemed like hours, it was finally his turn to check out. He placed the stack of games and money on top of the counter and glanced at the cashier from behind his electronic mountain, and to his astonishment they were looking back at him with a light blush dusting over their captivating features. He found himself drawn to their intelligent eyes that looked like they were beaming with inquisitiveness.
“Did you dye your hair?” They asked suddenly raising their eyebrows.
Kenma nodded, his words seemed to have logged out temporarily.
“That’s so cool, it looks awesome too! I’ve always wanted to dye my hair but I don’t know how… Mind showing me sometime?” they asked handing him his receipt with their phone number scribbled on it in black sharpie.
Kenma blushed,” It’d be my pleasure.”
They smiled so cutely it made him return the expression, he couldn’t help it.
Kuroo chuckled in the background.