Nishinoya's Route [Scenario One]
Having your face stuffed in a couch cushion was not fun. Having your crush sit on top of you with your face stuffed in a couch cushion was not fun. Nothing was fun at the moment.
Waving your feet around in irritation, you attempted to yell at Nishinoya only to have it muffled by the couch. You shook your feet again, this time trying to kick him somehow. He laughed, knowing he had already won at this game.
"Come on, you can do better than this!" He boasted.
You shut your fucking mouth, volleyball nut, you thought angrily. He knew you were furious; hell, he was probably feeding off of it by now. He was real lucky you could still breath like this.
Eventually, you began to whimper, the situation becoming dire in your mind. ‘Noya glanced down nervously, not sure if you were gonna start crying or just whimper helplessly. Please don't start crying, please don't start crying, he chanted. He cringed as you whimpered again, this time, it sounded like you were bemoaning his name.
"Are you dying?"
"Yeeeessss..." he heard you sniffle a little. Sighing, he got off you, sitting on the side. You sat up, wiping your teary eyes. You hadn't actually started crying; your eyes had dried out (you only sniffled for effect).
"Sorry, wanna play that game?" Nishinoya said, holding a remote out to you.
"Oh, you're on!"
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"That's not fair!" You shouted, throwing your arms up.
"It is too fair!" He crossed his arms, pretending to be mad. You pursed your lips. He had so cheated. You were the best at this game; no one can legitimately beat you.
"It is not! You cheated, I know you did!" You stood up, pointing an accusing finger at him.
"I didn't, I swear!" He put his hands up in surrender.
"You promise?"
"I promise." You sighed and plopped down next to him. Scooting closer, he said, "How 'bout I make it up to you?"
"How can you make it up to me?" He leaned close to your face.
"Do you want me to just show you?" He grinned slyly.
"I, uh..." you may or may not have glanced down at his lips. Before you knew it, his lips really were on yours. You froze in shock before coming to terms with what was going on.
"Nishinoya, I..."
"I like you."