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When you and Asuka arrive at your house, you tell your dad you're going to spend the night at Asuka's house. He doesn't question you about it since Asuka's already with you.Β 

There's no way I'd want to come back around my dad tonight if I'm drunk. I'd probably never live it down if I did something stupid. Asuka's parents are way cooler about it anyway, so it's better to say I'm there.

In your room, Asuka begins going through your clothes.

"Damn, Y/N, you really never go out, do you?"

She knows me so well it's embarrassing.

While you wait for Asuka to find clothes for the pair of you, you plop yourself down on your bed. Your mind begins to wonder.Β 

"You okay over there, Y/N?"

"Yeah, I just remembered I've gotta pee."

After arriving back in the room from washing your face with cold water, Asuka is trying on some of your more revealing clothes.

"What are you trying to do Asuka?" you chuckle, shaking your head at her behavior.

"You already know the answer to that," she hums, pushing her boobs together and staring at herself in the mirror.

Asuka has always been the one who acted more interested in her appearance. I mean she is gorgeous. I've always hated being the one who's the less attractive out of the two of us.

"Oh, I picked something out for you, by the way. Try it on!"

Your friend turns around and hands you some clothes which you quickly slip on.

"Okay, how do I look?"

"Damn Y/N, look in the mirror!" she gasps.

Woah. I actually look kinda good. You check yourself out and Asuka watches carefully, nodding proudly behind you.

"I'm glad you like it," Asuka beams, "I see you checking yourself out."

While you're doing just that, you see Asuka slip something in your bag.

"What was that?" you question innocently.

"Huh? I just borrowed a pen, sorry..."

You walk over to your bag and pull out two condoms.

"What the hell, Asuka?!"

"Oh, come on Y/N," she scoffs, "Iwa's going to be there!"

"For the millionth time, I've told you I'm not going to do anything with him! In fact, I won't do anything with the whole team. It's too weird" you tell her, brushing off chills that flow down your spin as she walks behind you.

Asuka sits on your desk chair, pulls out her phone, and scrolls for a bit.

"Okay fine," she says enthusiastically, "then pick one of them!"

She holds her phone out to you. On it is a team photo of the Johzenji team.

"How did you find that so fast?" you ask in awe.

"I'm a phone genius. Now pick!"

"Okay fine."

You take the phone out of her hand and begin zooming in and out on a few of the guys.

"Okay, number one is probably the hottest but-"

"Let me see!" she says while taking the phone out of your hand.

Asuka holds the phone really close up to her face and looks through the picture examining each guy in the photo.

"I agree!" she says.

"You didn't let me finish," you sigh, "he kinda looks like a douche."

"Hm. I can totally see how you would think that. Maybe he's friends with Oikawa!"

Both of you burst out laughing. This is one of the only few times you've both enjoyed having a conversation about guys.

"Who do you think is the hottest on the team then?" she asks you again.

"Probably number two. He's cute," you shrug.

"Okay. Then use the condoms on him," Asuka teases.

"Come on Asuka! No way!"

"Fine, it's not like you'd enjoy him anywhere near the amount you'd enjoy Iwa!" she shrugs.

"Asuka!!"

"Y/NNNN, we've been over this. You need-"

"Dick," you say sarcastically "yeah, I know."

You flop back down on your bed and thoughts of Iwa flood your head. Why can't I get him off my mind?

"So you admit it?"

"Yeah," you sigh "I admit it."

Asuka giggles and then asks you to come help her with her makeup. A little while later, you're both ready to go and you text Yutaro letting him know you're on your way.

YUTARO'S P.O.V.

"Seriously Terushima, you're a creep" Futamata calls to his teammate.

As Terushima passes the bong to Oikawa, I look down at my phone and see that Y/N texted me.

Y/N: Hey Yutaro, Asuka and I are walking over from my house now. See you soon!

While I reply to Y/N, Watari asks who I'm talking to.

"I bet it's his hot cousin," Oikawa interrupts.

Oikawa's great at volleyball and all but damn, he pisses me off so much when it comes to Y/N. He always picks on her for no reason.

"Not cool," I grumble.

"Let me have her number, and I won't bother you again" he replies smugly.

"No way! If you want it then ask her yourself."

"No fair," Oikawa whines, "she'll probably only give it to Iwa-chan!"

I look over at Iwa but he does not react. When Oikawa passes the bong over to Iwa, he glares at Oikawa for a second before looking away; it was subtle but I could tell. I'm not really sure what Iwa's problem is, but that asshole Oikawa better not get any ideas.

"Man, I hope your girls are hot," Terushima says a bit disappointed, "Hana never wants to come hang with us outside of school. And this is a total sausagefest!"

After Iwa finishes with the bong, he passes it to Matsukawa who immediately begins to cough after his second hit. He runs inside to get water and passes the bong to me as he goes.

Y/N'S P.O.V.

You and Asuka have finally reached Yutaro's house. Asuka skips to the door and rings the bell. As you approach her, she sighs dramatically.

"If Matsukawa isn't here, I'm gonna die."

Just then, Matsukawa opens the door with his eyes half-closed. The three of you awkwardly stand in the doorway for about a minute until some of the other guys walk over and ask what's going on.

"I'm not sure," you tell them, a bit confused yourself, "come on, Asuka, let's go in now, okay?"

"Mhm," she replies blankly.

"Damn Oikawa, you weren't kidding! They're both are pretty hot!"

What the hell? Oikawa!?

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