FRIDAY

"hello, y/n!" a bright hinata waves.

how he has the energy in the morning will remain a mystery forever. 

you wave back just as enthusiastically, "morning, hinata!"

"did you sleep well?" he asks you.

"i think i did. how about you?"

you notice akaashi in your peripheral vision. he's talking to bokuto who's chatting enthusiastically about some dream he had last night as akaashi listens calmly and nods.

hinata sheepishly laughs, "not really. i was too excited to play volleyball."

"of course you were." you reply, throwing a ball at him. he catches it easily, "no one plays as hard as you."

"is that what you really think, n/n?" atsumu asks, slumping a hand around your shoulders.

"ugh, get off me." you groan, pushing him off.

"aw, aren't you the cutest?"

"disgusting." you comment, pushing him by the shoulder. he doesn't move an inch. you look back at hinata, "see what i have to deal with?"

"reminds me of tanaka." hinata replies thoughtfully.

atsumu goes from playful to frustration, "are you comparing me to that bald-headed wing spiker, you little shrimp—"

"TRICK SHOT!"

you look around to see suna standing there, "watch out, y/n."

he tries to reach for you and then, you're knocked to the ground by a powerful force, ankle twisting unusually.

"OWWW!"

"why are you so slow?" suna asks, "i told you to move."

atsumu has his hand clasped to his mouth, attempting to hide that your fall was comedy gold. didn't really work, did it?

the ball that had knocked you on the side of the head rolls away with no guilt.

"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY, Y/N?!" hinata yells.

as if people weren't already looking into the incident,

akaashi's is on his knee as you rub the side of your head, "are you injured?"

suna and atsumu immediately exchange shocked looks.

"y-yeah, but i think i twisted my ankle." you reply.

akaashi stands up and gives you a hand. you latch onto it and he pulls you up easily with the strength of one arm. however, the sharp pain doesn't give way to balance and you're about to fall when you hold onto akaashi's shoulder, lifting that leg.

"do you think you can get her to the nurse's room?" akaashi asks suna and atsumu.

"u-uh..."

they look to you, akaashi and to the hand that's latched onto his shoulder.

regrets. many regrets.

what made you become a manager?

besides the continuous begging of the inarizaki volleyball team, their stalking tendencies when you'd denied their request on several occasions and that one time you came home to see atsumu crying and being comforted by your mother about you not taking the opportunity (it was a plot devised by the team, can you believe kita approved of it?), the thought of managing a volleyball team wasn't half-bad.

that was until a moment like this occurred.

they better not think of doing anything.

"um, i think the coach is calling us." suna excuses.

atsumu nods, "yeah, we gotta go."

hinata raises his hand, "i can take her—"

kageyama sends him a blow to the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

he pretends to act shocked, "hinata, are you okay?"

so atsumu and suna are gone, the only other person who could've helped is cursing out kageyama and everyone else has pretty much gone back to warming up, that left you in akaashi's care.

"i can go by myself," you suggest.

he stares down at you for a second and then chuckles, "it's alright, i can bring you."

"thank you." you mutter gratefully because in fact, you had no idea how you were going to get there by yourself. 

"can you walk?"

"i'll try." you answer, landing your foot back to the ground and stepping on it. you winced, "it hurts but i think i can make it to the nurse's office."

"sure?"

"i think."

he wraps an arm around your shoulders, "is this okay?"

"y-yeah, it's okay," you mumble, looking anywhere but at him.

step by step, akaashi and you walk out of the volleyball gym and down the hallway, watchful eyes wanting to ask questions but ended up not doing so.

"who spiked the ball?" you pipe up. 

until now, you had no idea who yelled, 'TRICK SHOT!'.

"it was kuroo."

"eugh, of course it was," you answer.

"i don't think he meant to hit you."

"sure but i'll still give him a piece of my mind later," you tell akaashi to which he laughs.