match for a thousand 》nishinoya yuu

m.f.a.t. 24

Nishinoya felt his heart rise to his throat, his eyes widening at the sight of her.

It must've been a joke. There was no way that she would be here, in Japan, standing literally a few meters away from him. She was so close to him and she looked even more gorgeous in real life.

"(f-f/n)?" He managed to stutter out, his brain still unable to comprehend the fact that his girlfriend was standing in front of him.

At this point, the whole team had stopped walking, all of them turned to face the girl with reassuring smiles on their faces.

(f/n) no longer felt nervous, or scared, or sick. Instead, she felt home.

"Hey, Noya," she said quietly, giving the libero a little wave.

His name felt so foreign on her tongue, and so did hers to Nishinoya.

"W-what are you doing here?" He asked, still bewildered at the beautiful sight of the girl before him.

"Well, Suga over there told me you were feeling down so I decided to visit you - with the help of the team of course," (f/n) answered proudly, wringing her hands nervously behind her back.

Nishinoya turned around to look at his teammates, all of them with the same friendly smiles on their faces.

"You guys did this...for me?" He choked, tears welling in his eyes.

"You're our rolling thunder," Daichi replied softly. "You're always there to pick the team up when we fall, so the least we could do is help you when you fall."

Nishinoya couldn't help but let out a few tears at his wise captain's words, but nobody seemed to mind. The moment was perfect.

"Now go on," Sugawara chucked, tilting his head towards (f/n). "Your girlfriend didn't come all the way to Japan to stand there and watch you cry."

Nishinoya turned back round to face (f/n) and, without a single doubt, he ran over to her and engulfed her in a massive hug, one that lifted her up off of the floor and into the second-year's arms.

(f/n) yelped in surprise and clung to Nishinoya's shoulders as he spun her around, the smile on his face never wavering.

He set her back down onto the floor and gently cupped her cheeks in his hands, stroking her cheekbones.

"You're even more beautiful in real life," he whispered softly, tears starting to fall from (f/n's) eyes.

"I can't believe that I'm here, and you're holding me," she said softly, her voice cracking as she chuckled a little. "It feels so foreign."

"God, I've been waiting for this for almost half a year," Nishinoya cooed, running a thumb across your cheekbone. "(f/n)."

"Yeah?" She replied, sniffling a little.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked timidly, a small blush spreading across his cheeks that made (f/n) smile.

"Of course you can, you dork," she giggled and Nishinoya pressed his lips to hers softly.

The feeling of Nishinoya's warm lips on her own made (f/n) blush, but as the libero's arms snaked around her waist, she found herself melting into the kiss as she wrapped her own arms around his neck.

"T-Tanaka, are you crying?" Hinata asked, raising an eyebrow at his senpai.

"N-no!" Tanaka yelled, wiping at his eyes with the sleeve of his jumper. "I just have something in my eye!"

"Right..." Hinata replied sarcastically, and that was when Tanaka suddenly burst into tears, grabbed Hinata and hugging him tightly.

"Our Noya's growing up!" He cried as Hinata tried to squirm out of the older boy's grip.

Nishinoya felt (f/n) smile against his lips, and when he pulled away he saw the look of pure bliss on her face.

He pressed his forehead against hers and hugged her tightly, afraid that she would fade away if he ever let go.

"I love you, (f/n)," he sighed, running a hand through her hand softly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Noya," (f/n) replied, inhaling the scent of....Nishinoya. "I really do."

Although the world may have seen Nishinoya as a match for a thousand, with his perfect hair and charming smile, he knew that he was only a match for one person.

(f/n) (l/n).

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jesus, this was so cliché, don't worry, there's more coming. i have an epilogue after this then one last author's note. i am prepared for the fangirling in the comments.