A/N: Warning there is a little wearing. I'm sorry for updating so late.
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Kei can only feel anger as he listens to you tell him what happened. He tries to focus on your face as he keeps a hand on your back, encouraging you to go on.

You two have never had a deep relationship. Sure, you knew each other since you were kids but you were always sort of reserved, and as Kei grew up he became, if not more so, reserved as well. The two of you could talk for hours without having to bring up anything personal or deep and for the longest time that's how things were. When Kei began high school you coaxed him into venting to you since he would keep it in for so long and at times he would talk for hours about how annoying Hinata was or how Kageyama said something that pissed him off.

So when it came to you expressing your feelings he wasn't that great at it. He was never good at comforting people it was just how he was. He would go stiff and just stand there unsure of what to do. 

But right now, at this moment. You were sitting beside him on his bed, hunched over as you went over the events of what happened earlier that day.

"I mean- I knew that we would break up I just wish we could have ended it before he found someone else." You said as you clutched your hands together until your knuckles were white. He gently began rubbing your back, something you did for him when he was upset or stressed. "Was I really that bad...?"

"No. He's just a dick." Kei said as he pulled his hand back. You looked over at him and sent him the smallest of smiles, it made his heart skip a beat. You leaned into him and rested your head on his arm.

"Thank you for listening to me" you said. He carefully wrapped his arm around your shoulders. He hated that guy- he had a chance with you. Your ex had something Kei had always wanted- your love. He wanted to be able to kiss you the way he did. He wanted to be able to pull you against him like your ex had done to you plenty of times. Your ex had a chance to be with you and he completely fucked it up and for want? Some other girl who wasn't half of what you were. There was no one as amazing as you were. So as he leaned down to press his lips to the crown of your head in some sort of reassurance, something his mother used to do when he was young and sad, he pulled you closer to him.

"He missed being with someone incredible. But then again, I gain something" he pulled you into a hug, one where you couldn't see his face as he confessed, "I have a chance to ask you out" his face was flushed red as he tried to calm his breathing. He felt your hands grip the sides of his shirt.

"Well what do you say Sunday. You said you were free right?" You asked. He hummed before shaking his head.

"That's too far away. How about now. I take you for some food and we plan out a way to get that dumbass back?"

"Deal."