Move My Heart (Lev Haiba x Reader)

Chapter 12: Adrenaline

*The day of the match*

You and Alisa found seats similar to where you sat last time, and looked out at the court. The players were already warming up, and Alisa called out to Lev. He smiled, looking confident, and that confidence was making him even more attractive. The other teammates noticed you too, and Yamamoto greeted you and Alisa loudly. Lev seemed truly happy out there on the court, which made you happy as well.
The game was intense and high energy, as expected, and you felt you might lose your voice from all the cheering you were doing. You found yourself mainly focusing on Lev, admiring him playing. Alisa mentioned something about him calling himself an ace, but you weren't exactly sure what that meant.
As the game neared it's end, you were glad to see that Nekoma was in the lead. The players were highly energized, yelling out, and moving quickly, and Lev seemed enthusiastic.
"Nekoma's doing great!" Alisa said. "Lev seems more confident than usual." You looked at him, and he was fist bumping a teammate, grinning.
The game ended soon after that, with a win for Nekoma, and the team was visibly pumped up. They were all talking at once, patting each other on the back. You made eye contact with Lev, and for an instant, you felt like he grew slightly serious. It's like he was looking at you, trying to figure something out. His smile returned though, as he walked swiftly over to the stands. He kept his eyes focused on you, as if you were confusing him. You wondered why he looked so focused all of a sudden.
You and Alisa congratulated him, and his smile grew. The stands were quite low, and Lev was a tall guy, so you sat down on the floor infront of your seat, letting you be at eye level with Lev.
"I'm seriously impressed," you said, still feeling the energy of the game flow through your veins. If you felt like that just from watching, you couldn't imagine how exhilarating it felt for Lev. He was still breathing hard, and he was quite sweaty, but he was still smiling a large, stupid smile.
"Lev, lets go!" You heard Yaku yell to Lev, and Lev nodded.
"One sec," he yelled back, and when he turned around, he looked a little nervous. You frowned, wondering why the sudden shift in his mood, and he took a step closer, his chest almost pressed against the wall below the stands. He looked like he was contemplating something. You don't know why, but you felt yourself lean forward, lean towards him. He looked at you intently, as if trying to make up his mind, and you felt puzzled.
"Lev, you ok?" You asked, but he turned his head around, looking towards his teammates. Most of them were watching him now, probably waiting to go back inside. He looked back at you, and there was a new intensity in his eyes. Your eyes widened, and you wanted to say something, but he reached up and grabbed the front of your shirt, pulling you downwards. Your heard a gasp, probably from Alisa, and before you knew what was happening, you felt a pair of warm lips press against yours.
You felt your heart beat strongly against your chest as he kissed you. Lev kissed you slowly, and to say you were shocked was an understatement. It was at an awkward angle, but Lev's hand on your shirt held you steady, and you felt yourself sink into the kiss. It was like fireworks were going off in your brain, and you leaned in closer, wanting to deepen the kiss. Then, as soon as it had started, it ended, as Lev pulled away slowly. You leaned back, trying to regain your balance, not quite looking him in the eye. He was blushing, and you imagined you were too. He wasn't looking you in the eye, but he was smiling, and he quickly turned around, walking back towards his teammates. They stood in shock, most of them with their mouths wide open, and as he walked towards them, you heard them cheering and slapping him on the head playfully. Lev didn't look back, and you exhaled, your lips tingling.
"What. Just. Happened." Alisa said, and you remembered that you were sitting in the stands, which was full of strangers. You looked at her, embarrassed, and saw her mouth was hanging open. The people around you were staring too, most smiling at you.
"I have no idea," you whispered, trying to control the grin plastered on you face. Alisa seemed speechless, and you were too. That was the single most unexpected thing Lev could have done, and you hoped your shock hadn't been conveyed into the kiss.
"Let's go find my brother. Right now." Alisa said, and all though you knew she wasn't trying to be obvious, she too couldn't help but grin.

*In the locker room, before the match*

"Hey, Lev, is your friend coming to watch the game today?" Yamamoto asked, too excitedly.
Lev smirked.
"She is," Yamamoto exclaimed, obviously content.
"I wonder how it's going with Yun," Yaku said, and Lev couldn't help but roll his eyes. Yaku noticed, and frowned.
"What? You don't like him?"
"Why would he? Yun got to her before he could," Yamamoto commented.
"No, I don't think she's interested in him. She probably just wants to be friends," Lev said, not making eye contact with them.
"Huh, that makes sense," Yaku said. "I asked Yun about their date in class, but he wasn't to keen to talk about it." Hearing that made Lev happy, although he wouldn't admit it to his teammates.
"I guess she's available then," Inuoka chimed in, looking directly at Lev. He lifted his head, and they laughed.
"That's got his attention," Yaku said.
"If Yun didn't succeed, I wonder if Lev would even have chance with y/n," Yamamoto said, sneering.
"True, and it's not like she's been throwing herself at you," Yaku added.
"You're going to lower his self esteem," Inuoka said, laughing. What they said bothered Lev, especially the part about him not having a chance with y/n.
"That's not true," he said sternly, and his teammates seemed surprised.
"Really? Prove to us that y/n is interested in you then," Yamamoto said. Lev furrowed his eyebrows. How was he supposed to do that?
"How?"
"You'll figures it out, since you seem confident in yourself," Yamamoto replied teasingly.
"If you think she likes you, we should be able
to tell, too," Inuoka added.
"Alright, enough chatting, we've go to get to the court," Kuroo said, stopping the coversation.
"Good luck," Yamamoto whispered to Lev, and he didn't know if he was referring to the match, or to proving y/n's interest. Either way, he was set on winning both.
The game went really well, and Nekoma beat their opponent. The game was quite an energetic one, and when it ended, Lev felt the adrenaline course through him strongly. Him and his teammates celebrated, and the loud cheers of the supporters only helped fuel their energy. He jogged over to the stands, wanting to see y/n and Alisa. Seeing you cheer for him made him feel happy, and bit prideful, and he was happy to get to see y/n's reaction to him playing. He wanted to stay longer, but he heard his teammates call him, and when he looked at them, he saw the look of interest, of anticipation on their faces, as their eyes darted between him and y/n. In that moment, he made a decision, a rash one, fueled by the energy of the game and the crowd. He turned back to y/n, and before he could second guess himself, he reached up, carefully grabbing the front of her shirt and pulled her forward. He closed his eyes, not daring to see her reaction, and let his lips find hers. Y/n seemed hesitant at first, probably confused, but then Lev felt her lean into the kiss. He felt exhilarated, and the tiredness he felt from the game seemed to disappear. He wanted to stay there for longer, but the loud noises of the gym reminded him of where he was, of the crowd in the stands, and of his teammates, who probably couldn't believe their eyes right now. So, he leaned back, the feeling lingering on his lips. He turned quickly, because although the kiss felt real, he didn't want to have to face the possibility of horror and anger on y/n's face (plus his sister was there, and he knew she was going to have a field day with this). He ran back to his teammates, and they all stared at him, mouths hanging open.
"What?" He asked cheekily, and walked past them, towards the locker rooms.