score!
— saiki kusuo x reader (gn, 2nd pov)
— summary: You’ve been eyeing the guy with pink hair that tags along with Nendou sometimes when he comes over to help out PK Academy’s baseball team. Luckily, something happens to make you two meet.
— notes: reader insert season 2 episode 15 / chapters 198 - 200. youre friends with satou btw but its just for plot
— things: platonic romantic. dont know.
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You’ve always been a fan of the baseball team at your school. You weren’t a diehard sports person, but you were supportive, nonetheless, for you had a friend in the team. Satou Hiroshi.
You always waited for him during his practices, so you were well-acquainted with the team... Some of them, anyway.
You knew of Abe, and the... conflict he got himself involved in– the one that temporarily halted any games that PK Academy’s team were scheduled to play in.
However, that didn’t stop the team from practicing. “For Abe,” they’d say. You’re well-aware of everyone’s quirks, sometimes it even felt cliché.
“Satou, has your team got practice today?”
Satou nods at you. With a smile, he asks, “Will you watch again? I heard Nendou from 2-3 is joining us as a substitute.”
“Oh! The one who saved you guys during that one game! I hope his friends tag along.” You laugh.
Satou has a surprised look on his face. “Are you friends with them– Do you like one of them?”
You shake your head. “Not really. But, the one with pink hair is kind of cute.”
“Ehh? The... What’s his name... Saito? Wait, no, Saiki? Really?”
You nod at Satou, though the slight judginess in his tone has you confused. “Why? Do you not like him?”
Satou quickly shakes his head. “It’s not like that at all! I just think he’s, erm, kind of weird? I don’t know, I saw him once by the gate reading Weekly Jump and drinking peach juice–”
“Aren’t those things that you like too?”
A blush spreads across Satou’s face as he nods, and you can’t help the laugh that escapes you.
Satou doesn’t say anything else. You continue talking, “I mean, I don’t know. There just aren’t a lot of cute people in school that aren’t... weirdos? No offense.”
“Are you... calling me weird?”
You excitedly point to Nendou and his friends, changing the subject of the conversation. “Look, there they are!”
Satou turns to where you’re pointing, and a slight smile graces his face. “I’m glad. Although, just Nendou wouldn’t be able to fill in all the missing positions.”
“Ah, you guys are missing Abe, right?”
Satou nods, a mix of sadness and hope present on his face. “If only he were here... Surely, the whole team would be all the more motivated.”
You just give a slight chuckle in response. You think, Yeah. With the way things seem to work for you guys, there’s going to be something cliche, like, Abe showing up. Haha.
...
The day for the game finally came. You weren’t expecting to see Abe on the stands (maybe you were), yet, there he was.
He walks away from his seat, seemingly in defeat. You’ve seen the team practice for the last few weeks for this game– there is no way in hell were you letting the old star walk away just like that. You follow him outside, quietly.
So does Saiki.
Okay, I tell him not to quit on his own team, yes–!
Abe gets hit on the head with a lost ball and falls down to the ground.
OH MY GOD.
You make yourself hidden somewhere, fumbling around your uniform for your phone in the hopes of contacting Satou and getting Abe the first aid he needs. As you do all that, you take quick glances at Abe.
Preoccupied by his own thoughts, Saiki doesn’t quickly pick up on your presence. This isn’t until your thoughts start to get louder. You witness him using his astral projection to take possession of Abe’s body.
You can only watch in terror as Abe’s once unconscious body stands up and boredly dusts himself off.
Okay. Just walk up to Abe and... Wait– Abe-slash-Saiki, and ask what the hell is going on.
Abe/Saiki starts walking towards you. You frown. This is it, I guess.
“What– What happened? What did you do?”
“Astral projection,” Abe/Saiki calmly replies. He says the next thing like it isn’t a big deal. At all. “I just took over his body. His spirit’s still in here, don’t worry. I’m telling you all this since you’re a witness.”
“You make this sound like a crime...” You crouch down to Saiki’s actual body. “You’re Saiki, right? Saiki Kusuo?”
Abe/Saiki nods. It takes everything in you to not curiously remove Saiki’s tinted green glasses and put them on for yourself.
Strictly, he tells you, “Don’t touch me. I’ll hide me somewhere.”
Oh. Okay. You don’t question his words. (You try not to.)
“I’m classmates with Toritsuka. He talks about you a lot.” I’ve got to stop thinking I’m talking to Abe. It’s so clearly not him! His face is devoid of emotion... I’m talking to Saiki. Yes. I’m talking to Saiki.
Saiki hums in response. “I know.”
You continue talking, “I didn’t immediately realize you were both the Saiki that Toritsuka talks about, and the cute guy with pink hair that tags along with Nendou sometimes. I guess you’re different around him.”
“Well, I have to keep him in line.” Saiki jokes. He turns to you, “He hasn’t made any weird comments towards you, no?”
You shake your head. “He’s actually kind of nice. Just have to treat him like you would anyone else.”
“Oh.” Saiki pauses. “We have to get back to the game.”
You nod, but you don’t immediately follow Abe/Saiki’s footsteps.
“What is it?”
“You’re bleeding.”
There’s a streak of blood down Abe/Saiki’s face. “It’s okay,” Saiki replies. “It doesn’t hurt.”
You sigh as you take out a handkerchief from your pocket. “Of course, but,” you stretch your arm a little to reach the blood on Abe/Saiki’s face, “but it’s going to freak someone out on the team.” He lowers himself a little to make it easier on you. “The manager, actually,” you specify. “Blood scares her.”
Saiki doesn’t say anything else.
“Okay. We’re done. You’re good to play. You know how to play baseball, right? The same way Abe does?”
Saiki nods before you two walk back to the field. Saiki walks towards the team’s manager, and you choose a seat in the stands. This time, you pick a seat that gives you an even better view of the game.
You watch Saiki as he continues the game as Abe. He doesn’t do a flashy pose before pitching, which you brush off. It could be easily ruled off as training, or whatever. Abe’s the one who would have to explain himself when Saiki’s spirit is out of his body.
Time passes by, and PK Academy’s baseball team wins the game.
Excited, you head to Satou to congratulate him.
“Oh, I didn’t do much... it was all Abe, actually. It’s really glad to have him back!”
You just nod. Mhm. Totally Abe in there. Not Saiki.
“The team and I are going out to celebrate later.” Says Satou. He asks if you want to tag along, and you decline. You do get along well with the team, but that celebration belonged to them, and only them.
You make your way towards Saiki, whose spirit was now back in his own body. You beam at him, “Congrats on the win, Abe.” You laugh lightly at your own joke, but quiet down at the lack of a reaction from Saiki.
Saiki looks at you blankly. Seeing that facial expression on his face felt much more correct than it did on Abe’s face. Hm.
“Satou and the team are going out,” you pause. You suddenly glance side-to-side, avoiding any eye contact with Saiki.
“Would you... maybe want to go out with me as well...? Not, like, on a date. I don’t really dig that... and especially not with people I’ve only talked to, like, two times–”
Saiki answers, to your relief. He stops you from rambling any further. “I suppose we could do that. It’s the least I can do since you had to see me use my powers.”
“Really? I’m glad you aren’t offended, or weirded out. There’s a café that just opened up! My treat.”
Saiki nods. “I might enjoy that. Thank you.”
You smile at him. “I’ll make sure you do have fun, don’t worry. The desserts there are really good! The cheesecake? To die for!”
“I’ll have to tell Nendou and the others they can go without me.”
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