𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋, haikyuu

𝟭𝟵. 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳

"zoo wee mama."

bokuto says, before a smirk stretches across his face, lighting up his owlish features.

"IWÆAAÄAAA!!!!"
his voice gets progressively deeper as he shouts- and in his excitement, he slings a strong arm around y/n, pulling her close to his side. a faint heat comes to her face, and she struggles to keep her composure and shake off the embarrassment.

'iwæ' glances up from his phone with a quirked eyebrow, until his olive-green eyes also widen. he brings a hand up to his earbuds to pause the music.
kuroo somewhat mutters to the owl beside him:

"how the actual fuck did you just say... ae?"

"please refrain from using foul language, kuroo."

akaashi says, briefly- and a bit experimentally- glancing at the timid girl. kuroo hears, but doesn't really take his words into consideration. as iwæ begins to walk over, shoving his electronic in his jacket pocket, bokuto answers- corrects the roosterhead, his round and sparkling eyes never once leaving the supposedly-familiar figure with spiky hair.

"æ."

is all he says while nodding his head before iwaizumi stands before the odd group. kenma blinks with awkwardness at the situation, the thought of the recent genshin update crossing his mind while akaashi merely watches on, his gunmetal-blue eyes occasionally darting over to the others around him. especially the one caught under koutarou's arm.

ahem. anyways.
back to iwæ.

hajime's lips part open to speak, and he's somewhat hesitant, maybe even suspicious, as his eyes flit from each one of the idiots surrounding him. his jade eyes land on y/n- a stranger to him- for a fleeting moment before his gaze eventually locks onto kuroo.

"what are you guys doing here?"

"uh, shopping? and you?"

tetsurou replies as if it was the most obvious thing ever- and perhaps it was. a firm hand comes up to rest on his hip, a lazy smirk meeting his visage. iwaizumi raises a lone eyebrow, pursing his lips out as he shoves his hands into his jacket pocket, slightly shaking his head to himself.

"tch. waiting for crappykawa. dumbass
ran off somewhere, can't find him."

"OIKAWA'S HERE TOO?!"
bokuto questions so loudly, urging y/n to flinch the slightest bit from under his arm. the corners of kenma's lips twitch into a small frown at this.

"yeah."
iwaizumi prompts.

and then the boys begin to chat away, asking small questions to one another and receiving trivial answers, adding in a few, mindless jokes while they were at it. koutarou, lost in the excitement from the recently-discovered iwaizumi, slowly undrapes his arm from y/n. then suddenly, y/n feels the soft touch of a finger discreetly poking at her arm. she immediately turns over, her e/c eyes meeting the beautiful, golden hues that belonged to none other than the shy puddinghead; kenma. a gentle smile comes to her face when he mouthes-

'are you okay ?'

to which she nods, grateful for the sweet boy's simple, yet impactful action. speaking of impact... kenma kept wondering if perhaps y/n played genshin, too. it wasn't an unreasonable thought, considering that she told kenma she loved to play videogames, just as he does... her kind gaze is eventually pulled away by the lively group's conversations and inquiries and outbursts of laughter.