"I'm tired"

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You had just arrived with Tanaka. However, your entrance together didn't last long, as per usual, as soon as he saw Nishinoya pestering Kiyoko, he decided to join in without bothering to ask you if you were alright with it.

"Kiyoko-San!!" Their rowdy voices erupted throughout the whole gymnasium, as a sigh escaped your lips. You ascended the stairs to the upstairs bleachers, your usual spot to hang around at whenever you were waiting for Tanaka.   

Clearly, you were upset by this, but you should have adapted to this offensive habit of his. After all, this happened every day during practice.

Still, you couldn't bring yourself to accept the fact that he praised another woman other than you. To be blunt, you were more of the jealous-type, but you never showed it. You didn't want Tanaka to think that you were stuck-up, and gain the impression that you were expressing ownership over him. 

You were a person that hated objectification over human beings, so it would be hypocritical of you to order him around like he was yours.

"Ahhh, Kiyoko-San! You're wearing thigh-highs!" Tanaka's voice reached your ears, causing you to look down to where they were.

Sure enough, there was the male with his shaved head, holding both of Kiyoko's hands in his. You felt a tight squeeze on your heart at the scene, so you tore your gaze away. 

Sitting down, you had decided to divert your attention from them by reading manga that you saved on your phone. It worked for about a couple of minutes, until the thought resurfaced within your head and your eyes involuntarily trailed from the screen of your phone towards the raven-haired third-year manager.  

 Practice had just begun, she had on her track-suit now, along with her signature clipboard to keep track of whatever is going on in that court.

Additionally, she's modest and conservative.

There was no doubt that her beauty was far superior than yours, but it wasn't as if you weren't a goddess yourself. You were blessed with glistening, (h/l) (h/c) hair and a pair of striking (e/c) irises that complimented your facial attributes elegantly. 

Many would agree that you were a close second. 

Then it hit you, you would always be second.

Could Tanaka have asked you out when he had a chance with Kiyoko? Did he even prioritize you over her now that the both of you were official? You fidgeted in your seat, your insecurities piling up in your thoughts.

"Kiyoko-San!! Did you see that super awesome spike?" Again, Tanaka was attempting at getting the manager's attention.

Obviously not. Your subconsciousness answered your questions for you. You abruptly stood up from your seat, trying your best not to cry, at least not until it was just you. 

When you reached the ground floor of the gymnasium, Tanaka noticed your retreating form, much to your surprise. You thought he was too invested in trying to gain your Senpai's attention instead of yours.

"(y/n)-Chan! Where 'ya going?!" Your boyfriend called after you. You were debating on whether or not you were going to ignore him, in the end you just turned around to greet him. You feigned a sympathetic smile before speaking up. 

"Ryuu... I'm tired." 

You (kind of) lied, so you could excuse yourself and head home before him. Of course you knew there was yet another meaning to your words, but you didn't expect stubborn Tanaka to catch on straight away.

His eyes widened, but before he could say something to you, you had already gone. Leaving the delinquent to think over your words, frozen in place as a feeling of both dread and guilt overwhelmed him.

Moments later he was scolded by Daichi, and he had no choice but to follow through the practice before tending to you.

Strangely enough, not another word left his mouth, unless he landed a powerful spike in.

Lapse

You put on (favorite anime), to calm you down and distract you from your troubling insecurities. The show always helped in calming you down from stress, sadness and other sources of teen depression.

Reading Fanfiction would also be great material, but your eyes were too tired from crying over empty uncertainties. 

You felt guilty and deemed yourself childish for doubting your boyfriend's love for you. However you can't help but blame Tanaka for making you feel this way.

Had it not for his admiration for the third-year then you wouldn't have felt so inferior. At least you had managed to get away from all of it now, and you were going to savor your time alone because you deserved to relax. 

Or so you thought.

There came a disturbing amount of knocks on the door to your apartment. You were about to grab the baseball bat under your bed that you kept for occasions as panic-inducing as this, however a voice stopped you from doing so.  

"(y/n)-Chan!! OPEN UP!" Tanaka yelled through the other side of the door. Loud enough for even your neighbors to hear. "Or I'm going to bust this down."

Goddamn, he sounded like the FBI or something.

You, of course not wanting to cause commotion, dropped everything and sprinted towards the door to your entry of your apartment. Throwing it open to be greeted by Tanaka's arms enveloping your form in a bone-crushing embrace.

Squeaking, you felt yourself being lifted off of the ground, put in a bridal-style position within Tanaka's arms as he closed the door behind him and moved towards your bedroom.

"R-Ryuu?" You looked up at him with puffy eyes, not having enough time to recover from your 'Sister Sob Session' earlier. This state of your appearance did not go unnoticed.

Tanaka's face contorted into one of guilt as he gently set you on your bed. You couldn't get up after, seeing as his form now loomed over you, his hands at each side of your head as he shamelessly straddles you.

Your face exploded into red as his face neared yours, to a degree where your lips brushed against each other. You wondered where this dork was getting the balls to do this-- he was usually so stiff and nervous around you. 

Admittedly, you found this kind of dominance hot.

"I'm sorry..." He muttered, blue-grey eyes boring solely into yours. Your blush deepened and you tried averting your gaze but Tanaka began planting kisses on your cheek and the edge of your lips that you were left to no devices but to just speak to him.

"Why are you sorry?" Your tone was a little hostile but you couldn't care less. Tanaka sighed and plopped his form onto yours, slightly squishing you under his build. 

Tanaka's arms moved underneath your waist, still locking you in place.  "I should have known better than to mistreat you (y/n)-Chan. I really don't know how to put it-- but it felt weird to praise you in front of my team..." 

Your lips stretched downwards as you frowned at his statement. "Why's that?"

"Because then, if I point out everything I love about you, they'll see a side of you only I get to see and I don't want them to fall for you too."He answered, a blush forming on his puffed-out cheeks.

'Course he hid his vulnerability from you, he didn't want you to see him in an embarrassed state. Though you already, the first time was when he confessed. At the time, he tried his best to swallow his pride and look you straight in the eyes for confirmation.

In an instant, your frown disappeared, and your eyes glossed with a fresh layer of tears. Only this time, they weren't due to your hesitancy.

"I get why you idolize Kiyoko-Senpai... But sometimes I just feel... I don't know-- self-conscious?" You questioned yourself, really uncertain of what you felt other than envy and doubt.

"Don't be!" Tanaka immediately counters, raising his head. "While it's true that I want to be noticed by Kiyoko-San, it's only ever Noya-San that goes beyond. I love you (y/n), and only you!" He reasons, before kissing you. 

You kissed back, and low and behold, it escalated into a heated make-out session between the two of you. Tanaka's tongue didn't leave a spot untouched as your lips molded together as if they were the perfect match. After a while, you pulled away for air, a string of saliva connecting your lips.

A little period after recovering your respiration, Tanaka leaned his forehead against yours, "I don't want you to grow tired of me (y/n)-Chan. So please, give me an opportunity to show how much I love you." 

You giggled, and shook your head. "No need, Ryuu-Chan. You already have, besides, I love you too!" You beamed, and like that, the fear of losing Tanaka's love disappeared in a blink of an eye. 

Once more, Tanaka brought you into his arms and you leaned your head against his chest. Enjoying the tranquil yet soothing ambiance and his presence spooning your petite physique.

"Want dinner?" You offered after half an hour of cuddling.

Tanaka grinned, showing his sharp set of teeth, "Hell yeah, (y/n)-Chan's heavenly cooking!" 

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Hope you enjoyed, sorry if that was crappy.