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since syl updated, i will too :D
#surprise#UPDATE TOMORROW I PROMISE MWAMWA#i hope everyone will still like tgylb even if i haven't updated for like a month
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PLS ADD ME TO THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE TAGLIST I BEGGGGG
HI OF COURSE!!! TY FOR ENJOYING
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hiiii i hope you’re doing well! i miss u and ur updates, i’ve noticed you’ve been quiet so i thought i’d check in! pls take care of yourself and hopefully we can chat again soon 🥺❤️🫶
hi~ i’m alive ㅋㅋ
SO long story short i got sick for a while so i was dead here... 🤞🤞 my platelet count became low and i became anemic, plus my body was just really weak & i couldn’t even go to school for a week 😞 I’M ALL BETTER NOW (hopefully ㅠㅠ) I’M ALIVE!!! I’M GOINGBTO UPDATE SOON I PROMISE; i just need to catch up on school works and everything and tgylb will be up n running again rahrharah
#୨♡୧ shut up cly!#i thought i was going to die i’m sorry every1#I MISSED WRITING THE NEXT CHAP IS ACTUALLY ALR IN MY DRAFTS
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^^ she’s crazy guys idk her... aNO YUNG SASABIHIN MO ⁉️⁉️#fakefriend di alam user ko sa ig 🙄
Hi cly hope ur doing well and taking care of urself :) !!!
hi anonie :DD i’m currently on a trip rn + i’ve been so busy studying music pieces so i don’t have time to update :(( i’m sorry guys </33 I’LL TRY TO UPDATE THIS WEEKEND (key word: TRY) blehdhwjdhha love u all <33 PLUS ‼️ lowkey writer’s block like syl hahahaha i miss her sm btw @idlerin
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Hi cly hope ur doing well and taking care of urself :) !!!
hi anonie :DD i’m currently on a trip rn + i’ve been so busy studying music pieces so i don’t have time to update :(( i’m sorry guys </33 I’LL TRY TO UPDATE THIS WEEKEND (key word: TRY) blehdhwjdhha love u all <33 PLUS ‼️ lowkey writer’s block like syl hahahaha i miss her sm btw @idlerin
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hi everyone! recently, i started my choir practice again & i’ll eventually have more of a schedule :D which means: more updates because i LOOOOVE procrastination...
genuinely tho, idk what’s up with me :/ smh, i don’t do stuff when i CAN do them and have free time but i will most probably update when i have things to procrastinate on 💓 thank u and this drought will be quenched soon 😇
#୨♡୧ shut up cly!#i love procrastination U DON'T KNOA#also i feel unmotivated bc it seems like my chap has been flopping xd#that lowkey hurts
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the girls you loved before ୨♡୧ viii. help!
masterlist — ୨♡୧ — previous — ୨♡୧ — act 1, ix.
｡⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ sorta fun facts !
KUROO bought a new phone for fun, and isn’t bothered enough to turn off auto caps. (he thinks his new typing style will turn him into a different person)
KOURAI was the last one to get over the hangover.
RIGHT after finding out miu was missing, shoyo had immediately contacted y/n to comfort her.
TOBIO woke up around 3am (sly woke him up, rather), thinking y/n woke up early... she hadn’t slept. though, she was still kind enough to make him some hangover soup despite her distress.
the girls you loved before — a kenma social media au !
sypnosis. you, being the president of the hopeless romantic club (and possibly the only member) of tokyo university, you are an absolute dork for love & adore seeing it in the air. on the other end of the spectrum, kenma has completely given up in love, due to all his failed attempts, and just can’t believe that true love could even exist. when two absolute opposite dispositions suddenly collide, the universe just can't help to make a bittersweet mess!
notes. hehehe kuroo arc is starting ?!
taglist. OPEN ! — dm or send an ask to be added :D
୨♡୧ @empathum @zephestia @camicocom1a @pauleensstuff @eriiiyoon @princesskakashi @88ksk @90s-belladonna @kawaii-angelanne @reveusecherie @katsu-shi @saiewithakatana @sukunasrealgf @basically-an-anime-stan-acct @lovinmc @rintarousgirl @lwmie @thechaosoflonging
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you have a new chapter and i haven’t read it yet i’m so sorry!! i’ve been in the middle of moving countries, but should be a bit more settled this evening (8PM Japan time) and i’ll read it then when i can pay full attention to it 🥺❤️ i’m so sorry for the delay 😭
IT’S OKAY !! stay safe, cess! (yes i’m calling u that now 😎) and you aren’t required to pay full attention to it all the time, take your time 🫶🏻🫶🏻
i’m also having fun making the next chapter when i’m supposed to be studying my new musical piece but that’s fine 😁
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kinda messed up the latest chapter oops pls don’t mind if it suddenly changes hehe 😇
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the girls you loved before ୨♡୧ viii. help!
masterlist — ୨♡୧ — previous — ୨♡୧ — act 1, ix.
｡⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ sorta fun facts !
KUROO bought a new phone for fun, and isn’t bothered enough to turn off auto caps. (he thinks his new typing style will turn him into a different person)
KOURAI was the last one to get over the hangover.
RIGHT after finding out miu was missing, shoyo had immediately contacted y/n to comfort her.
TOBIO woke up around 3am (sly woke him up, rather), thinking y/n woke up early... she hadn’t slept. though, she was still kind enough to make him some hangover soup despite her distress.
the girls you loved before — a kenma social media au !
sypnosis. you, being the president of the hopeless romantic club (and possibly the only member) of tokyo university, you are an absolute dork for love & adore seeing it in the air. on the other end of the spectrum, kenma has completely given up in love, due to all his failed attempts, and just can’t believe that true love could even exist. when two absolute opposite dispositions suddenly collide, the universe just can't help to make a bittersweet mess!
notes. hehehe kuroo arc is starting ?!
taglist. OPEN ! — dm or send an ask to be added :D
୨♡୧ @empathum @zephestia @camicocom1a @pauleensstuff @eriiiyoon @princesskakashi @88ksk @90s-belladonna @kawaii-angelanne @reveusecherie @katsu-shi @saiewithakatana @sukunasrealgf @basically-an-anime-stan-acct @lovinmc @rintarousgirl @lwmie @thechaosoflonging
#haikyuu#smau#haikyuu smau#kenma x you#kenma x reader#kozume kenma#kenma kozume#haikyuu x you#haikyuu x reader#hq x you#hq#hq kenma#hq x reader#hq smau#social media au#haikyuu smau series#୨♡୧ clyches#୨♡୧ ; tgylb
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the girls you loved before ୨♡୧ vii. big babies
defeat.
“damn it,” kenma furrowed his eyebrows at the red light—the only light in his room—illuminating from his screen, which will surely make his head pulse the next day. he had mentioned something about staying back to do his plates and coding… but who was he kidding? the other three very well knew that kenma was lying about doing his work; he always did (not exactly lying, he just couldn’t be bothered to do it), hence why he had that chain of unread messages from his professor about his missing work. in fact, his name was passed around as a subject of the drunken conversations of his friends at that very moment, making him sneeze.
it’s such a hassle, kenma thought with an annoyed groan, having to carry unbelievable “braindead” players that can’t even think for themselves. he had been dreading to rank up, but it seems like no matter what he does, the game simply refuses to give him that satisfaction of moving up to the next tier.
the thought makes him a little more agitated as he stares at the leaderboard. he already had an outstanding kda of 47/15, but they still managed to lose? what a pain.
suddenly, kenma had notice the sudden silence in the room, and the way it was dimly lit. aside from his monitor, the only thing that was keeping his room from being pitch black was the moonlight seeping in from the velvety beige curtains he had. it’s the silence that bothers him, though—if he remembers correctly, he had ignored the meowing of his beloved pet, denji. don’t get him wrong! kenma absolutely, daresay, devastatingly adores his cat. it was just the adrenaline of clutching the round that had his attention centred on the game.
“it’s not like he could go that far…” he convinces himself. which is true, right? it’s not like denji was dumb enough to get lost when all he’s been doing is slip out of kenma’s spacious living space.
the puddinghead, that’s what his damn friends call him everytime he gets all grumpy, may it be because of his loss in a game or because of the way kuroo takes away his switch to “bond more with them”, it doesn’t matter, he believes they just love being nuisances, throws himself on his bed.
kenma doesn’t really give a second thought about denji. he trusts him. or rather, he can’t be too bothered since the furry feline has disappeared on him for one too many times now. and kenma was already laying down, can’t expect him to stand up now.
his golden eyes darted to the digital clock, 11:37pm. oh well, nothing else better to do now.
you had promised yourself to catch a break around 11pm—which was thirty minutes ago—but you can’t help it, who in the world would neglect their precious babies?
but it was all worth it to you when sylvester had finally given in and tasted the cat food you had prepared for him. “thank heavens,” you sighed, just noticing how you were panting from running all around your apartment complex; you never really had the best stamina.
you were sitting on the floor, intently watching your cat eat, weakly, but still eating, you thought.
then it hit you.
you didn’t have one cat, but two.
finally peering behind your back, there sat miu, the older sister of the family. miu was her own cat—fiercy independent and wise, observant, and aloof. on the other hand, sylvester, sly for short, was your shadow. you could be never seen apart, both of you had the same schedule. even if miu was just herself most of the time, admittedly, she would have days full of attitude and would need much attention.
and today is no exception.
it was already a given that you would feel guilty giving all the attention to sylvester, but the way miu looked, with a very obvious annoyed expression in her eyes, made you feel even worse. you never play favorites—even if it feels like miu hates you sometimes, but it’s her charm! it’s why you love her so much. though, it seems like she really loves tobio, always following your beloved best friend around. even waiting in front of the door whenever he uses the comfort room, it was unbelievable.
maybe it’s because they both have a sense of… predatorial to them.
you were just about to open your arms to welcome miu’s sassy attitude into a hug, and also a form of apology for neglecting her all day, when suddenly—ring!
dang it.
a murmur of irritation leaves your lips. who would call at this ungodly hour? but mainly, why would someone disrupt her when her legs were already relaxed while crossed on the lush floor carpet? it made it such a challenge to stand up.
once you look at the caller id, though, you sighed. of course it was atsumu.
you furrow your eyebrows unconsciously, but not even thinking twice. grabbing your jacket—it wasn’t even chilly, you just needed something to hide your plain outfit that’s only supposed to be worn at home—along with your keys, and dashed out the door.
it wasn’t long after you were parked in front of the club they had said they were in, it was the usual one everyone goes to whenever they need some time off stress. the city wasn’t exactly dark, but seeing the flashing, color-changing lights from the windows, it was the sore thumb from all the dimly lit buildings.
once you enter, it was much more crowded than you thought, the flashing lights making your head throb, which made it a little difficult to navigate through the crowds; having everyone around you shove you around with the upbeat music while having the time of their life wasn’t really helping, either.
with your eyes closed and having to inhale to prevent from furthuring the pounding of your head, that’s when you realized the whole place reeked of alcohol and sweat.
“this place really only is tolerable when you’re drunk,” you can’t even hear yourself amongst all the laughter, slurred chatter, and eardrum-bursting music.
but each table still had the sense of fun and camaraderie to it, reminding you why you were even here; that one table where a familiar black-haired figure with slumped shoulders—seeming like he would have probably left now if he didn’t have some sense of responsibility—was watching over adults that acted like kids when drunk.
maybe coming wasn’t the best decision in your life.
and that thought was very much proven right when, in a blink of an eye, kageyama had his body thrown all over you, slurring your name out—it was a clumsy effort to hug you.
your expression contorted once you smelled the strong alcohol in his breath. it changed right after the second your body realized it couldn’t hold up the 181cm of muscle on top of you.
“kageyama,” you breathed out in annoyance, begrudgingly shifting your stance to even try to support his weight. it wasn’t new, having to bear the burden of taking care of the big babies you had as friends, but you could never really admit that it was easy… because it never was.
you thank the heavens when kiyoomi had lifted the pouty tobio from you, hearing a bit of his mumbled words calling your name and how he wants to go home. you can’t deny how you felt the same, having to close your eyes at the blinking lights. (it didn’t really work since you could still see the colors of the rainbow blinking through your eyelids.) you were only trying to prevent another migraine when kiyoomi’s keen observation didn’t leave him as he pointed out your expression, revealing telltale signs of exhaustion.
“you seem tired,“ he remarks, forcing the drunkard that was in his arms to sit down. it was a little hard to hear his voice.
“wow, i would’ve never thought,” you didn’t think that your state was this evident.
“i’m sorry, i should’ve handled this on my own,”
“psh, it’s nothing. it’s not like they haven’t had to deal with my hangovers,” kiyoomi only nods.
a few tables away, there was also a familiar figure for you. it was kuroo, standing tall and effortlessly handsome, leaning against the cushions of the couch all his friends were drinking on. with a cigarette lit in between his fingers, he took a puff, adding to the harsh scent of the whole club—but you couldn’t lie, it also accentuated his captivating charm. it really comes as no surprise that every girl throws herself onto him.
he seemed to have been deep in thought, his gaze seemingly sober despite every shot glass on their table.
it had seemed to be stupid, in the midst of the crowds, he’s the one you see. isn’t that what people in love do? of course you weren’t in love—you had to do a bit of convincing yourself, it’s not like you’ve been in love before—you were just… attracted, that’s all. because who wouldn’t be?
you breathe in, taking in the fact you have been staring at their direction for a few minutes now, a shade of pink tinting your cheeks to reveal your embarrassment. and you sigh, trying to keep your emotions in check, however that goes unnoticed by the artist.
before allowing him to do anything stupid, because you honestly don’t want to see your name trending on twitter again, (you just want to post about all the romance movies and books you’ve just watched and read on there!) you quickly stand up, catching the attention of kiyoomi.
“you want to go?” you nod, “can we? it’s getting late,”
“alright. let’s get them in the car,”
it was a terrible experience, really; having to drag through the ocean of people with kageyama’s hand in yours, your knuckles turning white in an attempt to keep a hold of your best friend and not lose him. it wasn’t hard to go through unnoticed, especially when tobio kept shrieking that he was getting kidnapped. what a scaredy-cat for someone who always looks tough and grumpy.
kiyoomi, however, had double the trouble. kourai normally would always be groggy and sleepy, which wasn’t much of a problem; not until kiyoomi needed to carry the sleeping drunkard.
in complete contrast to his friend, atsumu was obnoxious and loud, as if he already wasn’t in his sober state. he never failed to irk their babysitter.
thankfully, your only responsibility was kageyama, whom you decided to take back to your apartment. your exhaustion made that decision—deciding that it would take too long to go to his dorm, and go back to yours.
the trip back already felt like an hour, even if you were the one driving. the dull buildings and dim lights successfully cured your headache, being able to think straight once again. it wasn’t unusual for your migraines to bother you, even when you had some sleep, or lack thereof. maybe you’ve been reading that romance novel too much.
you had kageyama around your shoulders, and god, was it a struggle. you felt yourself hallucinating that you were getting tipsy from all the alcohol you were inhaling from his breath. pushing the door open with your side felt so difficult, especially after the flight of stairs you had to walk up with a drunk bastard double your size in your arms.
it felt like your body had relaxed immensely—to the point you could almost pass out—once you had thrown your best friend on the couch. you were just eyeing him, looking around at your whole apartment, as you released a sigh. it’s not like you hadn’t felt this drained before, considering you did choose pre-med as a course, but you couldn’t compare anything to the weariness you had right now.
your head was pounding, and whenever you close your eyes, you saw what seemed to be molecules that suspiciously looked like the view whenever you peered into the microscope, almost forgetting that you were standing in front of the door that you… pushed open.
the depleted energy that you just lost from this night suddenly came back in what felt like a lightning of shock.
you froze.
how could you have opened the door so easily when you were certain you locked it? and why isn’t miu anywhere to be seen, even when kageyama’s presence was obviously here?
masterlist — ୨♡୧ — previous — ୨♡୧ — act 1, viii.
the girls you loved before — a kenma social media au !
sypnosis. you, being the president of the hopeless romantic club (and possibly the only member) of tokyo university, you are an absolute dork for love & adore seeing it in the air. on the other end of the spectrum, kenma has completely given up in love, due to all his failed attempts, and just can’t believe that true love could even exist. when two absolute opposite dispositions suddenly collide, the universe just can't help to make a bittersweet mess!
notes. if i’m not wrong, it’s 2k words B) it’s my first time writing again in a while, so i’m sorry if it’s not the highest of qualities! i’m sincerely sorry for ghosting everyone, i’m genuinely just a little drained from everything that’s been happening in life :) will (hopefully) update again soon, take this hella long chapter as a meal for not feeding u guys :”D btw this is not proofread i’m sorry for any mistakes too
taglist. OPEN ! — dm or send an ask to be added :D
୨♡୧ @empathum @zephestia @camicocom1a @pauleensstuff @eriiiyoon @princesskakashi @88ksk @90s-belladonna @kawaii-angelanne @reveusecherie @katsu-shi @saiewithakatana @sukunasrealgf @basically-an-anime-stan-acct @lovinmc @rintarousgirl @lwmie @thechaosoflonging
#haikyuu smau#haikyuu#smau#kenma x you#kozume kenma#kenma kozume#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x you#kenma x reader#hq kenma#hq#hq smau#hq x you#hq x reader#social media au#haikyuu smau series#୨♡୧ clyches#୨♡୧ ; tgylb
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i am currently thinking of a new smau pls THIS IS BAD
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IM SO EXCITED FOR THE MEET CUTE AAAAA !!! also imo, the writing is perfect <3
I PROMISE NOT TO DISAPPOINT, HESTIA ‼️ and i’m so glad that u liked it 💞 and the way u already predicted what’ll happen smh
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while i just posted the new chapter, i wanted to remind everyone that i haven’t wrote in a year. (the last thing that’s any close to this was... maybe my own fanfic i made last summer) SO constructive criticism is very much appreciated + i said to myself i’ll proofread... but i digress :p oki i will now go n rest thank u for reading everyone mwa mwa (ALSO please send messages bc i miss talking to u guys)
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i’m so flattered someone has my work as their favorites 🥹 KISS KISS THANK U SM !! the wait is over, new chap is out ehe :p
THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE
a clyches original.
“every dead-end street led you straight to me.”
sypnosis. you, being the president of the hopeless romantic club (and possibly the only member) of tokyo university, you are an absolute dork for love & adore seeing it in the air. on the other end of the spectrum, kenma has completely given up in love, due to all his failed attempts, and just can’t believe that true love could even exist. when two absolute opposite dispositions suddenly collide, the universe just can't help but to make a bittersweet mess!
content / warnings. fem!reader. modern college au. may contain swearing, however limited. slightly suggestive. fluff. a little angst. timestamps don’t really matter unless stated otherwise.
pairings. kenma x reader (main pair), kiyoomi x reader, kuroo x reader
status. on-going; spontaneous updates (06/25/23)
HEART IS DRAWN AROUND YOUR NAME !
ᥫ᭡ the girls (+ y/n) —୨♡୧— piss 4
HOW FOREVER FEELS LIKE !
ACT 1 — THE LOVER CHAPTER.
(𖤐) — written chapters!
i. [ dorks and freaks ]
ii. [ just so cliché! ]
iii. [ he’s lowkey... ]
iv. [ problems, problems ]
v. [ as friends? ]
vi. [ tgif! ]
vii. [ big babies ] (𖤐)
viii.
ix + x + xi + xii + xiv...
ACT 2 — THE MORE LOVER CHAPTER.
i.
ii.
iii.
iv + v + vi + vii + viii + ix + x...
notes. i’ve finally decided to stop procrastinating and start on my first ever smau! and i’m seriously so excited (though, i’ll still procrastinate, of course). i also want to remind everyone that i am not an ios user, hence why my updates will probably take long since i want my chapters to look aesthetically pleasing. besides that, i want to take the time to thank @idlerin / @empathum for being the my number #1 inspiration + the best teacher + my first ever follower! (you're the best)
taglist. OPEN ! — dm or send an ask to be added :D
a gentle reminder that everything is purely fictional and a figment of the author’s imagination. if anything reflects in real life, it is purely coincidental. please do not repost, translate, or copy on any other platform.
© clyches
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Hii hope ur doing well!!
hii 🥹 i’m sorry, i was just going through a lot recently and i couldn’t find it in me to update :( so for that, i’m apologizing if around the ending the writing seems so half-assed hshajda thank u for the patience everyone, i’m here now!
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the girls you loved before ୨♡୧ vii. big babies
defeat.
“damn it,” kenma furrowed his eyebrows at the red light—the only light in his room—illuminating from his screen, which will surely make his head pulse the next day. he had mentioned something about staying back to do his plates and coding… but who was he kidding? the other three very well knew that kenma was lying about doing his work; he always did (not exactly lying, he just couldn’t be bothered to do it), hence why he had that chain of unread messages from his professor about his missing work. in fact, his name was passed around as a subject of the drunken conversations of his friends at that very moment, making him sneeze.
it’s such a hassle, kenma thought with an annoyed groan, having to carry unbelievable “braindead” players that can’t even think for themselves. he had been dreading to rank up, but it seems like no matter what he does, the game simply refuses to give him that satisfaction of moving up to the next tier.
the thought makes him a little more agitated as he stares at the leaderboard. he already had an outstanding kda of 47/15, but they still managed to lose? what a pain.
suddenly, kenma had notice the sudden silence in the room, and the way it was dimly lit. aside from his monitor, the only thing that was keeping his room from being pitch black was the moonlight seeping in from the velvety beige curtains he had. it’s the silence that bothers him, though—if he remembers correctly, he had ignored the meowing of his beloved pet, denji. don’t get him wrong! kenma absolutely, daresay, devastatingly adores his cat. it was just the adrenaline of clutching the round that had his attention centred on the game.
“it’s not like he could go that far…” he convinces himself. which is true, right? it’s not like denji was dumb enough to get lost when all he’s been doing is slip out of kenma’s spacious living space.
the puddinghead, that’s what his damn friends call him everytime he gets all grumpy, may it be because of his loss in a game or because of the way kuroo takes away his switch to “bond more with them”, it doesn’t matter, he believes they just love being nuisances, throws himself on his bed.
kenma doesn’t really give a second thought about denji. he trusts him. or rather, he can’t be too bothered since the furry feline has disappeared on him for one too many times now. and kenma was already laying down, can’t expect him to stand up now.
his golden eyes darted to the digital clock, 11:37pm. oh well, nothing else better to do now.
you had promised yourself to catch a break around 11pm—which was thirty minutes ago—but you can’t help it, who in the world would neglect their precious babies?
but it was all worth it to you when sylvester had finally given in and tasted the cat food you had prepared for him. “thank heavens,” you sighed, just noticing how you were panting from running all around your apartment complex; you never really had the best stamina.
you were sitting on the floor, intently watching your cat eat, weakly, but still eating, you thought.
then it hit you.
you didn’t have one cat, but two.
finally peering behind your back, there sat miu, the older sister of the family. miu was her own cat—fiercy independent and wise, observant, and aloof. on the other hand, sylvester, sly for short, was your shadow. you could be never seen apart, both of you had the same schedule. even if miu was just herself most of the time, admittedly, she would have days full of attitude and would need much attention.
and today is no exception.
it was already a given that you would feel guilty giving all the attention to sylvester, but the way miu looked, with a very obvious annoyed expression in her eyes, made you feel even worse. you never play favorites—even if it feels like miu hates you sometimes, but it’s her charm! it’s why you love her so much. though, it seems like she really loves tobio, always following your beloved best friend around. even waiting in front of the door whenever he uses the comfort room, it was unbelievable.
maybe it’s because they both have a sense of… predatorial to them.
you were just about to open your arms to welcome miu’s sassy attitude into a hug, and also a form of apology for neglecting her all day, when suddenly—ring!
dang it.
a murmur of irritation leaves your lips. who would call at this ungodly hour? but mainly, why would someone disrupt her when her legs were already relaxed while crossed on the lush floor carpet? it made it such a challenge to stand up.
once you look at the caller id, though, you sighed. of course it was atsumu.
you furrow your eyebrows unconsciously, but not even thinking twice. grabbing your jacket—it wasn’t even chilly, you just needed something to hide your plain outfit that’s only supposed to be worn at home—along with your keys, and dashed out the door.
it wasn’t long after you were parked in front of the club they had said they were in, it was the usual one everyone goes to whenever they need some time off stress. the city wasn’t exactly dark, but seeing the flashing, color-changing lights from the windows, it was the sore thumb from all the dimly lit buildings.
once you enter, it was much more crowded than you thought, the flashing lights making your head throb, which made it a little difficult to navigate through the crowds; having everyone around you shove you around with the upbeat music while having the time of their life wasn’t really helping, either.
with your eyes closed and having to inhale to prevent from furthuring the pounding of your head, that’s when you realized the whole place reeked of alcohol and sweat.
“this place really only is tolerable when you’re drunk,” you can’t even hear yourself amongst all the laughter, slurred chatter, and eardrum-bursting music.
but each table still had the sense of fun and camaraderie to it, reminding you why you were even here; that one table where a familiar black-haired figure with slumped shoulders—seeming like he would have probably left now if he didn’t have some sense of responsibility—was watching over adults that acted like kids when drunk.
maybe coming wasn’t the best decision in your life.
and that thought was very much proven right when, in a blink of an eye, kageyama had his body thrown all over you, slurring your name out—it was a clumsy effort to hug you.
your expression contorted once you smelled the strong alcohol in his breath. it changed right after the second your body realized it couldn’t hold up the 181cm of muscle on top of you.
“kageyama,” you breathed out in annoyance, begrudgingly shifting your stance to even try to support his weight. it wasn’t new, having to bear the burden of taking care of the big babies you had as friends, but you could never really admit that it was easy… because it never was.
you thank the heavens when kiyoomi had lifted the pouty tobio from you, hearing a bit of his mumbled words calling your name and how he wants to go home. you can’t deny how you felt the same, having to close your eyes at the blinking lights. (it didn’t really work since you could still see the colors of the rainbow blinking through your eyelids.) you were only trying to prevent another migraine when kiyoomi’s keen observation didn’t leave him as he pointed out your expression, revealing telltale signs of exhaustion.
“you seem tired,“ he remarks, forcing the drunkard that was in his arms to sit down. it was a little hard to hear his voice.
“wow, i would’ve never thought,” you didn’t think that your state was this evident.
“i’m sorry, i should’ve handled this on my own,”
“psh, it’s nothing. it’s not like they haven’t had to deal with my hangovers,” kiyoomi only nods.
a few tables away, there was also a familiar figure for you. it was kuroo, standing tall and effortlessly handsome, leaning against the cushions of the couch all his friends were drinking on. with a cigarette lit in between his fingers, he took a puff, adding to the harsh scent of the whole club—but you couldn’t lie, it also accentuated his captivating charm. it really comes as no surprise that every girl throws herself onto him.
he seemed to have been deep in thought, his gaze seemingly sober despite every shot glass on their table.
it had seemed to be stupid, in the midst of the crowds, he’s the one you see. isn’t that what people in love do? of course you weren’t in love—you had to do a bit of convincing yourself, it’s not like you’ve been in love before—you were just… attracted, that’s all. because who wouldn’t be?
you breathe in, taking in the fact you have been staring at their direction for a few minutes now, a shade of pink tinting your cheeks to reveal your embarrassment. and you sigh, trying to keep your emotions in check, however that goes unnoticed by the artist.
before allowing him to do anything stupid, because you honestly don’t want to see your name trending on twitter again, (you just want to post about all the romance movies and books you’ve just watched and read on there!) you quickly stand up, catching the attention of kiyoomi.
“you want to go?” you nod, “can we? it’s getting late,”
“alright. let’s get them in the car,”
it was a terrible experience, really; having to drag through the ocean of people with kageyama’s hand in yours, your knuckles turning white in an attempt to keep a hold of your best friend and not lose him. it wasn’t hard to go through unnoticed, especially when tobio kept shrieking that he was getting kidnapped. what a scaredy-cat for someone who always looks tough and grumpy.
kiyoomi, however, had double the trouble. kourai normally would always be groggy and sleepy, which wasn’t much of a problem; not until kiyoomi needed to carry the sleeping drunkard.
in complete contrast to his friend, atsumu was obnoxious and loud, as if he already wasn’t in his sober state. he never failed to irk their babysitter.
thankfully, your only responsibility was kageyama, whom you decided to take back to your apartment. your exhaustion made that decision—deciding that it would take too long to go to his dorm, and go back to yours.
the trip back already felt like an hour, even if you were the one driving. the dull buildings and dim lights successfully cured your headache, being able to think straight once again. it wasn’t unusual for your migraines to bother you, even when you had some sleep, or lack thereof. maybe you’ve been reading that romance novel too much.
you had kageyama around your shoulders, and god, was it a struggle. you felt yourself hallucinating that you were getting tipsy from all the alcohol you were inhaling from his breath. pushing the door open with your side felt so difficult, especially after the flight of stairs you had to walk up with a drunk bastard double your size in your arms.
it felt like your body had relaxed immensely—to the point you could almost pass out—once you had thrown your best friend on the couch. you were just eyeing him, looking around at your whole apartment, as you released a sigh. it’s not like you hadn’t felt this drained before, considering you did choose pre-med as a course, but you couldn’t compare anything to the weariness you had right now.
your head was pounding, and whenever you close your eyes, you saw what seemed to be molecules that suspiciously looked like the view whenever you peered into the microscope, almost forgetting that you were standing in front of the door that you… pushed open.
the depleted energy that you just lost from this night suddenly came back in what felt like a lightning of shock.
you froze.
how could you have opened the door so easily when you were certain you locked it? and why isn’t miu anywhere to be seen, even when kageyama’s presence was obviously here?
masterlist — ୨♡୧ — previous — ୨♡୧ — act 1, viii.
the girls you loved before — a kenma social media au !
sypnosis. you, being the president of the hopeless romantic club (and possibly the only member) of tokyo university, you are an absolute dork for love & adore seeing it in the air. on the other end of the spectrum, kenma has completely given up in love, due to all his failed attempts, and just can’t believe that true love could even exist. when two absolute opposite dispositions suddenly collide, the universe just can't help to make a bittersweet mess!
notes. if i’m not wrong, it’s 2k words B) it’s my first time writing again in a while, so i’m sorry if it’s not the highest of qualities! i’m sincerely sorry for ghosting everyone, i’m genuinely just a little drained from everything that’s been happening in life :) will (hopefully) update again soon, take this hella long chapter as a meal for not feeding u guys :”D btw this is not proofread i’m sorry for any mistakes too
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