The Conniving Crow

Chapter 13: Late Night Adventures

"Ah, the bliss of this moment," (y/n) exhaled with a tranquil smile, succumbing to the caress of warm water cascading over her body in the shower. The rest of the team had already taken their turns, allowing her the luxury of immersing herself in this private sanctuary, devoid of any rush or interruption.

Engulfed in a serene ambiance, (y/n) indulged in the gentle melody of her own hum, resonating harmoniously with the patter of droplets against the shower tiles. Each droplet, like a symphony of tranquility, carried away the remnants of the day, washing away any lingering tension or fatigue.

As the final suds were rinsed away, (y/n) stepped out of the shower, enveloped in a plush, fluffy towel that embraced her skin with comforting warmth. The room itself seemed to exude a cozy aura, inviting her to revel in its embrace. She treaded lightly, savoring the sensation of soft fibers against her body, as if being cradled by a cloud.

Moving towards her designated cubby, (y/n) took her time to dry off every inch of her skin, ensuring no droplet was left behind. The act itself became a deliberate ritual, a moment of self-care and reflection. With each gentle stroke of the towel, she nurtured a sense of rejuvenation, preparing herself for the adventures that awaited in the days ahead.

As the towel absorbed the remnants of moisture, (y/n) contemplated the upcoming training camp. Thoughts of camaraderie, growth, and intense battles fueled her excitement. She envisioned herself alongside the team, facing formidable opponents, their collective passion igniting a flame within her.

Lost in the reverie of possibilities, she couldn't help but smile, anticipating the bonds that would strengthen, the obstacles that would be overcome, and the victories that would be celebrated. With the comforting embrace of her towel still wrapped around her, (y/n) emerged from the cubby, her spirit enlivened and ready to embrace whatever lay ahead.

Before she could change, (y/n) heard peculiar noises emanating from the hallway, resembling the hurried footsteps of someone in a rush. Curiosity getting the better of her, she cautiously peeked out to investigate, only to collide with someone who came barreling down the corridor. The force of the collision sent them both tumbling to the floor in a chaotic mess.

To her surprise and slight embarrassment, it was Hinata who had accidentally crashed into her. As they found themselves in a rather compromising position, (y/n) couldn't help but feel her cheeks flush with a rosy hue. Hinata's face mirrored her embarrassment, turning a vibrant shade of crimson, and he stammered out a profuse apology.

"I-I-I'm s-so sorry, (y/n)-san!" he stuttered, hastily scrambling to lift himself off her.

With a gentle smile, (y/n) reassured him, concealing her own blush. "Don't worry about it," she said softly, her voice filled with understanding. It was clear to her that the incident had been nothing more than an accidental mishap, and there was no need to dwell on it or let it become a cause for distress.

As Hinata's embarrassment began to subside, a wave of panic washed over him. The realization of what would happen if their teammates or the coach discovered their awkward encounter made his heart race with apprehension.

"P-please don't tell anyone, (y/n)-san!" he pleaded, his eyes wide with genuine concern. "They'll kill me!"

Putting him at ease, (y/n) offered a comforting solution. "Let's just never speak of this again," she suggested, her voice filled with warmth and compassion. "Agreed?"

Hinata breathed a sigh of relief, gratitude evident in his voice as he replied, "T-thank you, (y/n)-san!" With a mix of embarrassment and relief, he swiftly scurried away, leaving (y/n) alone to collect her thoughts.

A blush still lingering on her cheeks, (y/n) contemplated the unexpected encounter, finding a touch of sweetness amidst the awkwardness. It was a testament to the genuine camaraderie and understanding that existed within the Karasuno team. Even in such embarrassing moments, they were bound together by their shared experiences and unyielding support for one another.