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A month had passed since Nishinoya and (f/n)’s weekend outing, and their relationship changed with the leaves on the autumn trees. Although the girl continued to be extremely shy in school, she opened up to Noya in a way that she’d never opened up to anyone before in their free time together. He was turning her whole world on its head, but she wasn’t scared; not when she was with him, anyway.

Their daily routine normally went like this: Nishinoya and (f/n) would greet each other at school and walk home together after many of his volleyball practices. However, she never attended. She was simply too nervous to meet so many of his esteemed friends at once. So far the only one that she had really been introduced to was Tanaka, Noya’s best friend.

Similarly, (f/n) refrained from getting too close to the boy while at school. He was undeniably attractive to her in more ways than one, but she knew that with relationships came unwanted questions and unnecessary drama from her classmates. She was falling hard for the boy, but if others knew, she thought that she would die from all of the attention she was getting.

Although Nishinoya was a little disheartened by her distant nature at first, he slowly came to understand (f/n)'s uncomfortableness. She was never one to cause a fuss, and she found that it was best to lay low. The relationship was truly one of “opposites attract.”

However, the two made up for their distance during the week with the time spent together on weekends and days off from school. (F/n) was a totally different person when no one was around. She smiled more and seemed less anxious. Noya reveled in these times together, taking in every glance his way and every time she called him “Yuu-san” (something she wasn’t comfortable doing around most other people). He found that she was less on edge about physical contact in their time alone together as well. If he was lucky, he was able to lean against her on the couch or hold her delicate hand.

Because (f/n)’s father worked so often, she often found herself feeling lonely at home. In times like these she would call Noya, asking if he wanted to come over. Of course, the answer was always yes.

At first these meetings were innocent enough; the two might grab a bite to eat, play video games ((f/n) was surprisingly good on the PlayStation), or watch movies. However, as these get-togethers became more frequent, Noya found that they spent less time playing around and more time simply talking and enjoying each other’s presence.

They shared their first true kiss the second week after they met. The two were sitting on the couch, watching (f/n)’s favorite, Sleeping Beauty. As the movie progressed Noya found the shy girl inching closer and closer to him, until she was eventually able to rest her head on his leg. They had been watching movies for hours, and the girl was beginning to grow sleepy.

(F/n) struggled to stay awake until the end of the film, and Noya often looked down to find her dozing off. She was absolutely beautiful in this state; the way her hair fell across his lap in messy tendrils, the way her lips parted ever so slightly while she struggled to stay awake, and the way her toes curled as she finally fell asleep.

As the credits rolled (f/n) continued to nap. This was the perfect opportunity for Nishinoya to kiss her. She was even lovelier than Sleeping Beauty herself, and he just couldn’t resist.
Slowly the boy moved a stray hair from her forehead to place a kiss just above her relaxed eyebrows, but she was so tired that even his prolonged kiss didn’t wake her up.

This would call for more drastic measures.

Noya began trailing more kisses down her face, before finally reaching her soft lips.

This was it, the moment that he’d been waiting for since he first laid eyes on (f/n). With a final breath he closed the gap between them to place a long kiss on her resting mouth.
She was more beautiful than Princess Aurora herself, but his kiss still held the same effect.

Slowly, (f/n)’s eyes opened to find Nishinoya leaning over her form on the couch.

Groggily, she spoke, “Yuu? Did you just…”

(F/n)’s sentence trailed off as she tried to assess the situation.

Slowly the boy laced his fingers through hers, squeezing softly, “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist.”

His voice was nearly a whisper, surprising (f/n). Even when showing affection, he was normally much louder than that. The girl was as a loss, and the only comment that she could force from her lips was “oh… okay.”

He gave her an inquisitive look.

“Just okay?” He had to admit, that wasn’t quite the response that he was looking for.

(F/n) looked down to where their hands were entwined on his lap. Slowly she clasped her other hand over his, letting herself slip closer to Noya as she looked for a better reply in her muddled mind. If she weren’t so sleepy she probably would have already bolted from the room, but at this point her inhibitions were lost in the boy’s caring eyes.

She rested on his chest, which was rising and falling faster than she had expected. He wished that she would say something, but she seemed to be content with the silence. Finally, the girl spoke up, looking into his eyes with uncertainty, “more than okay, actually.”

That was all Nishinoya neeed to hear. In one swift motion he pulled (f/n) onto his lap and drew her hands close to his lips. She could feel each nervous breath on her delicate fingers as he gently kissed each one. If she thought that he was acting different before, now she was really confused. He normally handled her with care, but never to this extent.

Unfortunately, she didn’t know what to do as he showed her his devotion. Should she say something? Or do something? In the end she chose to do nothing, as Noya’s kisses began to trail from her hands to her shoulders, and finally, to her soft lips.

(F/n) gasped in surprise, but quickly responded to his sweet kisses. The girl let go of his hands and let them trail around his body, exploring the undiscovered territory of his chest. It was more solid than she had expected, but she supposed that that was due to his rigorous volleyball training. Noya’s own hands wrapped around her waist to pull her closer.

Unfortunately, the embrace ended when the need for air became too great for both of them.
(F/n) nuzzled her head into the crook of Noya’s neck. Never before had she felt so safe and so at peace. The boy let out a chuckle, unable to believe what just happened between them.

“Still good?”

The girl let out a sigh of contentment, “more than good.”

♦♦♦♦♦♦

Six months had passed since (f/n) and Nishinoya’s first encounter. Although their relationship wasn’t exactly a secret at this point, people left them alone about it for the most part. Their classmates were mostly just confused by their compatibility. The boys were sad that (f/n) was taken at first, but quickly moved on, whereas the girls were completely at a loss as to why the girl would date the flamboyant libero, when she could have nearly any boy in the grade. But (f/n) didn’t care. No one knew Noya like she did.

After months of probing the girl finally agreed to attend a practice, but Nishinoya made sure that it wouldn't be a stressful experience for his girlfriend. Everyone was extremely kind to (f/n), and welcomed her back to practice anytime. She was surprised by how warm the team was to her, despite never having officially met her (other than Tanaka, of course). It even made her contemplate coming back to practice another time.

The two walked home from practice, quietly swinging their intertwined fingers back and forth. (F/n) listened intently as Noya recalled the events of his busy day. There was nothing better in her mind than just listening to his voice. She let his presence consume her as they walked; she always felt safe with him.

He paused and chuckled, finding her loving gaze trained on his form.

“(L/n)-san?”

“Hmm?”

“I think I'm in love with you.”

She smiled, squeezing his hand tightly.

“I love you so much, Yuu-san.”

Description
A month had passed since Nishinoya and (f/n)’s weekend outing, and their relationship changed with the leaves on the autumn trees. Although the girl continued to be extremely shy in school, she opened up to Noya in a way that she’d never opened up to anyone before in their free time together. He was turning her whole world on its head, but she wasn’t scared; not when she was with him, anyway.

Their daily routine normally went like this: Nishinoya and (f/n) would greet each other at school and walk home together after many of his volleyball practices. However, she never attended. She was simply too nervous to meet so many of his esteemed friends at once. So far the only one that she had really been introduced to was Tanaka, Noya’s best friend.

Similarly, (f/n) refrained from getting too close to the boy while at school. He was undeniably attractive to her in more ways than one, but she knew that with relationships came unwanted questions and unnecessary drama from her classmates. She was falling hard for the boy, but if others knew, she thought that she would die from all of the attention she was getting.

Although Nishinoya was a little disheartened by her distant nature at first, he slowly came to understand (f/n)'s uncomfortableness. She was never one to cause a fuss, and she found that it was best to lay low. The relationship was truly one of “opposites attract.”

However, the two made up for their distance during the week with the time spent together on weekends and days off from school. (F/n) was a totally different person when no one was around. She smiled more and seemed less anxious. Noya reveled in these times together, taking in every glance his way and every time she called him “Yuu-san” (something she wasn’t comfortable doing around most other people). He found that she was less on edge about physical contact in their time alone together as well. If he was lucky, he was able to lean against her on the couch or hold her delicate hand.

Because (f/n)’s father worked so often, she often found herself feeling lonely at home. In times like these she would call Noya, asking if he wanted to come over. Of course, the answer was always yes.

At first these meetings were innocent enough; the two might grab a bite to eat, play video games ((f/n) was surprisingly good on the PlayStation), or watch movies. However, as these get-togethers became more frequent, Noya found that they spent less time playing around and more time simply talking and enjoying each other’s presence.

They shared their first true kiss the second week after they met. The two were sitting on the couch, watching (f/n)’s favorite, Sleeping Beauty. As the movie progressed Noya found the shy girl inching closer and closer to him, until she was eventually able to rest her head on his leg. They had been watching movies for hours, and the girl was beginning to grow sleepy.

(F/n) struggled to stay awake until the end of the film, and Noya often looked down to find her dozing off. She was absolutely beautiful in this state; the way her hair fell across his lap in messy tendrils, the way her lips parted ever so slightly while she struggled to stay awake, and the way her toes curled as she finally fell asleep.

As the credits rolled (f/n) continued to nap. This was the perfect opportunity for Nishinoya to kiss her. She was even lovelier than Sleeping Beauty herself, and he just couldn’t resist.
Slowly the boy moved a stray hair from her forehead to place a kiss just above her relaxed eyebrows, but she was so tired that even his prolonged kiss didn’t wake her up.

This would call for more drastic measures.

Noya began trailing more kisses down her face, before finally reaching her soft lips.

This was it, the moment that he’d been waiting for since he first laid eyes on (f/n). With a final breath he closed the gap between them to place a long kiss on her resting mouth.
She was more beautiful than Princess Aurora herself, but his kiss still held the same effect.

Slowly, (f/n)’s eyes opened to find Nishinoya leaning over her form on the couch.

Groggily, she spoke, “Yuu? Did you just…”

(F/n)’s sentence trailed off as she tried to assess the situation.

Slowly the boy laced his fingers through hers, squeezing softly, “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist.”

His voice was nearly a whisper, surprising (f/n). Even when showing affection, he was normally much louder than that. The girl was as a loss, and the only comment that she could force from her lips was “oh… okay.”

He gave her an inquisitive look.

“Just okay?” He had to admit, that wasn’t quite the response that he was looking for.

(F/n) looked down to where their hands were entwined on his lap. Slowly she clasped her other hand over his, letting herself slip closer to Noya as she looked for a better reply in her muddled mind. If she weren’t so sleepy she probably would have already bolted from the room, but at this point her inhibitions were lost in the boy’s caring eyes.

She rested on his chest, which was rising and falling faster than she had expected. He wished that she would say something, but she seemed to be content with the silence. Finally, the girl spoke up, looking into his eyes with uncertainty, “more than okay, actually.”

That was all Nishinoya neeed to hear. In one swift motion he pulled (f/n) onto his lap and drew her hands close to his lips. She could feel each nervous breath on her delicate fingers as he gently kissed each one. If she thought that he was acting different before, now she was really confused. He normally handled her with care, but never to this extent.

Unfortunately, she didn’t know what to do as he showed her his devotion. Should she say something? Or do something? In the end she chose to do nothing, as Noya’s kisses began to trail from her hands to her shoulders, and finally, to her soft lips.

(F/n) gasped in surprise, but quickly responded to his sweet kisses. The girl let go of his hands and let them trail around his body, exploring the undiscovered territory of his chest. It was more solid than she had expected, but she supposed that that was due to his rigorous volleyball training. Noya’s own hands wrapped around her waist to pull her closer.

Unfortunately, the embrace ended when the need for air became too great for both of them.
(F/n) nuzzled her head into the crook of Noya’s neck. Never before had she felt so safe and so at peace. The boy let out a chuckle, unable to believe what just happened between them.

“Still good?”

The girl let out a sigh of contentment, “more than good.”

♦♦♦♦♦♦

Six months had passed since (f/n) and Nishinoya’s first encounter. Although their relationship wasn’t exactly a secret at this point, people left them alone about it for the most part. Their classmates were mostly just confused by their compatibility. The boys were sad that (f/n) was taken at first, but quickly moved on, whereas the girls were completely at a loss as to why the girl would date the flamboyant libero, when she could have nearly any boy in the grade. But (f/n) didn’t care. No one knew Noya like she did.

After months of probing the girl finally agreed to attend a practice, but Nishinoya made sure that it wouldn't be a stressful experience for his girlfriend. Everyone was extremely kind to (f/n), and welcomed her back to practice anytime. She was surprised by how warm the team was to her, despite never having officially met her (other than Tanaka, of course). It even made her contemplate coming back to practice another time.

The two walked home from practice, quietly swinging their intertwined fingers back and forth. (F/n) listened intently as Noya recalled the events of his busy day. There was nothing better in her mind than just listening to his voice. She let his presence consume her as they walked; she always felt safe with him.

He paused and chuckled, finding her loving gaze trained on his form.

“(L/n)-san?”

“Hmm?”

“I think I'm in love with you.”

She smiled, squeezing his hand tightly.

“I love you so much, Yuu-san.”