"Y/N WAKE UP THE HOUSE IS ON FUCKING FIRE!"

"WHAT?! WHATS GOING ON?!" you began to yell as you woke up in a distressed panic by none other than—

"hey y/n. glad youre awake," bachira smugly said, a smirk creeping up on his face.

bachira meguru: the bane of your existence. though unfortunately, also your best friend. you often happen to wonder how your life has come to this.

"you woke me up.. by saying there's a fucking house fire bachira??? what the fuck is wrong with you?—AND GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME." you said, finally noticing the weight of the nuisance on your chest after being awoken from your peaceful sleep.

"so much is wrong, my most beloved y/n, so much." bachira proudly stated. though, you're not very sure it's something to be proud of.

those thoughts were quickly pushed away when he began speaking again, "now come on, chigiri wants to get some practice in today. thought you would wanna come," he shrugged.

"its fucking.." you trailed off as you fumbled with the soft comforter of your bed, scrambling to find your phone which, "eight bachira. eight in the fucking morning."

"come onnn, y/n!" bachira began to plead. he was truly ready to be in your room all day just to convince you.

you heavily sighed as you finally sat up, deadpanning the man that sat in front of you,
"fine." you gave in, "but can i at least fucking shower and eat first?"

"WOO! and yes, they dont want to practice until two anyway." the black and yellow haired boy shrugged, beginning to get comfortable in your bed as if it was his own.

"TWO?! AND YOU WOKE ME UP AT FUCKING EIGHT?!" you had finally snapped as you ripped the warm blankets off of your heated body, getting ready to pounce at the man in front of you.

"y/n, honey, i know you might be mad.. but listen.." he tried to reason "...I WAS BORED!"

and negotiation failed.
y/n: 1
bachira: 0

"YO, y/n! and bachira... what the fuck happened to you?" eita asked the rather sad looking boy as he approached the duo who finally showed up to the field.

"i dont wanna talk about it." bachira mumbled with a pout, rubbing the red mark on the side of his face.

"his dumbass thought it would be a good fuckin' idea to jump on me, say my house was on fire, and force me to get out of bed. all at eight o'clock, huge fucking mistake." you side-eyed your idiotic best friend before giving eita a warm smile.

you opened up your arms to the man in front of you, "but its nice to see you eita!" you cheerfully said as you engulfed the taller man into a hug, which he happily returned despite being a bit afraid of you at the moment.

"its always a pleasure to see you too, n/n." he smiled. "so! lets go meet up with the others?" he said as he pulled away from he hug.

"lead the way." you casually said, a smile still on your face. "why dont you ever hug me??" bachira questioned, being sarcastically bitter. suddenly, that warm smile disappeared.

"because unlike you, eita doesn't fucking wake me up by saying theres a house fire." you snapped back, clearly still upset about the earlier events this morning.

"...fair." bachira sighed in defeat.

y/n: 2
bachira: 0

as you looked around, you saw many familiar faces since these are the boys she spends the most time with. though a few are missing.. probably busy, you assumed.

as you let your gaze wander around the gigantic soccer field, you noticed isagi, chigiri, kunigami, karasu, eita, nagi, reo, and of course bachira.

you began to wonder when reo got such nice cleats. you were thinking of asking him until your thoughts were interrupted by a certain voice.

"okay everyone, let's do two teams. unfortunately, we have an odd number.. so five on one team four on the other?" chigiri said in a questioning tone to make sure it was okay with everyone else.

everyone agreed it was okay and they decided that bachira should choose the teams. why you may ask? no idea.

team one: isagi, bachira, reo, nagi.
team two: chigiri, eita, karasu, y/n, kunigami.

once the teams were established, you all began getting ready. putting on cleats, shin guards, tying your hair up, all in a comfortable silence until someone broke it.

"y/n," the familiar voice started, you knew it was reo. you looked up at the man that was standing above you due to you still sitting on the turf, "i just wanted to say i love your cleats, y/n!" reo exclaimed.

this statement made your face light up.

you jumped up and began to go on a tangent with reo, both of you discussing how much you love each others cleats. you were sure that you guys would swap cleats if only you were the same size. you were so caught up in your chat with reo, that you didn't even realize you yourself didn't even have your cleats on until bachira reminded you.

you decided to sit down next to nagi to tie your cleats. you happened to notice the weird position he was sitting in, but chose not to question it at this point. nagi doing nagi things, you suppose.

"hey nagi, ready to get your ass handed to you today?" you lightly joked with the white haired boy.

"in your fucking dreams, y/n." he said as he blankly stared at you—the usual blank nagi stare that you were all too familiar with.

"let's make a bet," you started while a smile creeped onto your face, "the first person to get.. five points, INDIVIDUALLY, for their team, owes the other person a slushee." you finished.

"hmm.. what if i dont want a slushee?" nagi debated, "then you can have something of your choice." you decided to reason.

"you have to do my homework for a week.. maybe two." the white haired boy stated dryly. "MAYBE two weeks? okay.. then if i win you owe me MULTIPLE slushees," you said.

"sounds fair to me." nagi yawned as he reached his hand out to certify their newly made bet.
"pleasure doing business with you sir. cant wait to receive my slushees." you cockily said as you shook his hand. perhaps you really are arrogant.. nah.

"let's start."

"fuck... you.." nagi struggled to say while panting and lying on his stomach.

"i told you i would fucking win." you said as you were also sweating and out of breath. you just barely managed to get the fifth point, but with your miraculous—more like spontaneous—luck as you would call it, you made it.

"was tripping me really necessary y/n? really?" nagi questioned.

"dont hate the player hate the game, fool." you shrugged, "hey, the rest of you, wanna make nagis pockets hurt and get some slushee's after this?" you asked the rest of the group, not worried about them saying no because you were all equally exhausted.

of course, they all agreed and were quite ecstatic about getting something refreshing after playing for a few hours. well, everyone besides nagi who unfortunately had to pay for everyone's slushees.

"should we invite rin?" isagi questioned.

end of chapter guys
this is so bad i apologize
i'll make them longer
and more detailed sometime!!