Kei Tsukishima X Reader : I n d i f f e r e n c e

“C'mon, Tsukki!,” you whined, tugging at your blonde boyfriend's arm. “Teach me how to play volleyball. Please!”

Kei groaned, attempting to shake you off, lest you grant him loads of unwanted attention from his surrounding teammates. “That sounds like a lot of work, [Name],” he stated flatly, using his middle finger to push his glasses up further on the bridge of his nose. “Maybe you oughta just stick to the other sports that you're actually good at.”

You puffed your cheeks out in annoyance at the blonde male's disinterest in your want to learn the sport. His sport. You were athletic and excelled in many other sports, so you were certain that you would be able to pick up on volleyball quickly, without too much of a fuss. But still, Kei refused adamantly, not wanting to waste the effort.

“Oi, [Name]!,” a familiar set of voices cried out from across the gym and you turned to see Yuu Nishinoya and Ryuunosuke Tanaka waving excitedly at you. “We'll teach you! No problem at all!”

A large grin painted itself on your face as you bounded towards the two males, but not before sticking your tongue out playfully at the tall blonde male that you were leaving behind. Kei's eyebrows twitched in frustration as he noticed the lustful glimmer reflected in the eyes of his two teammates. “Thank you so much! Nishinoya-senpai! Tanaka-senpai! I'll try my best~,” you chimed, happiness flowing through your body.

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Snickers and muffled laughter sounded from Kei's lips as he observed your attempts at playing the new sport. Balls flew across the court, uncontrolled, either flying in the opposite direction than you intended or hitting the high net and falling straight to the floor. Each time you missed the ball, your [e/c] gaze flew towards Kei in a glare and a vibrant blush rose to your cheeks with every laugh from his lips.

“Here, [Name],” Yuu started, placing his body behind yours. His hands grabbed hold of your upper arms, slowly sliding down to your forearms. Envy flared up in Kei's body as he watched the young libero set your arms and body in a near-perfect receiving formation. “This will be better. Now, don't move, Ryuu's gonna send one over.”

You braced yourself, keeping your position solid as you watched the ball soar over the net. But, Tanaka had gotten carried away, hitting the ball with nearly everything he had. It hurtled towards you, slapping hard against your forearms, causing your arms to fly upwards in an awkward movement.

The colourful ball rebounded off your arms and straight to your face, slamming your nose roughly. You cried out in pain and bent your body over, hands covering the new injury that had begun spurting a red liquid.

Tanaka rushed towards you to apologize, but was quickly pushed aside by a taller male. Kei placed his large hands on your shoulders and forced your head up, your [e/c] gems meeting his worried, golden-brown gaze. A small smile crawled to your face at his concern, something that you didn't see often from the blonde-haired teen. Perhaps he really did care, despite his indifferent attitude.

A sigh of relief escaped his lips when he concluded that you weren't terribly hurt. “Maybe you should have listened to me, eh?,” he teased, standing at full height and tossing a towel at your reddening face. “Here, take this. It'll stop you from bleeding all over the court,” he said with a snicker, making a wave of rage wash over you.

You loved that tall man to death, but damn, he knew how to grind on your nerves.