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I stretched out my arms before walking to the court in order to take down the net and clean up. As I reached for a volleyball on the floor, a hand brushed up against mine. I quickly look up and see brown eyes looking into mine. "What are you still doing here Shirabu-san?"

"I was hoping that I could have a chance to talk to you while I'll help you clean," he responded.

"Don't you have to meet with Ikeda-san?" I grab the volleyball before he could and soon notice that the cart was in the storage room. I let out a deep sigh as I started to head in that direction and feel Shirabu follow me behind.

"I do but I want to talk to you before," I heard Shirabu say. "I tried talking to you before but Semi and Tendou interrupted us."

"What did you want to talk about KENJI-KUN," I emphasize the nickname as a mockery while I rolled my eyes once entering the storage room. Not hearing a response come from him, I decided to push his buttons even more "I'm sorry KENJI-KUN, was that only for Iked-"

Just then, Shirabu shut the storage door behind us and seemed annoyed at this point. "Shirabu-san?"

"Why have you been acting so differently with me today?" Shirabu locked his eyes with mine. "I don't understand. Did I offend you or made you upset in any way?"

"It's nothing," I muttered as I shifted my gaze away from him, too prideful to admit that I was jealous and thought that he might like Ikeda.

"It's obviously something," he scoffed. "Tell me."

"I said it's nothing Shirabu-san," I gently shoved him away from blocking the storage room door. I reached for the handle but was instantly stopped by Shirabu. He grabbed my hand and turned me around to face him. He was incredibly close to me as if I moved a few inches forward, my lips would touch his.

He looked angry, confused, and worried at the same time. Have I really caused him to be like this? I always thought he didn't care or barely paid attention to me but for some reason, his expression proved me wrong. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Do you really want to know?" He nodded and I took a deep breath before answering his question. "I guess... I guess it's because you might like someone else and I thought that I should just leave you alone so I won't cause you any problems."

"Is that it? You think I like someone else and don't want to cause me any problems?" I nodded and looked away. "You think I like Ikeda-san."

"So you do," I exclaimed. "I knew it-"

"No, I don't like Ikeda-san."

"Then how come you knew who I was talking about? Plus, she gave you a nickname that made it seem that you two were incredibly close," I tilted my head and Shirabu let out a small sigh.

"I knew you were talking about her by the way you stared daggers into her today," he lightly smirked which made my eyes widen in embarrassment. "You were jealous."

"I was not!"

"Sure you weren't," Shirabu said. "Just know that I don't like her."

"Then, you don't like anyone?"

"I do."

"Oh." Shirabu scanned my face for a while which made me shift in my spot and blush. Shirabu leaned a bit more closely and his gaze shifted to my lips.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Huh?" Before Shirabu could respond, a knock on the storage room was heard.

"Who is it?" Shirabu placed his hand on my mouth before I got the chance to respond to the knock.

"Shirabu? It's Semi," the voice responded. "First of all, what are you doing in the storage room? Second, do you know where Y/N is?"

"I was helping Y/N clean and noticed that she was tired so I told her to head back to her dorm," Shirabu lied as he stared at me.

"But her bag is right here?"

"She must have left it," Shirabu told Semi. "Since you're going to see her soon, why don't you give it to her then?"

"Okay," Semi hesitantly said before saying goodbye to Shirabu. The sound of Semi's footsteps started to become fainter as seconds passed and soon it was silent. Shirabu took his hand off of my mouth and stepped away from me.

"So-"

"Can I kiss you?" Shirabu repeated once more as if he knew that I doubted that he said it before. I scanned his face to make sure he wasn't playing some sort of prank but he looked so sincere. I nodded and he placed his hand around my waist, pulling me closer, and another one brushed my cheek. "The person that I like is you. I like you Y/N."

He placed his thumb on my bottom lip and traced it down to my chin. He slightly tilted my face upward and closed the gap between us. His lips were soft as they collided with mines and I couldn't help but feel as if I was in a dream.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed his on the side of my thighs. Shirabu tapped on the side of the thigh as permission to lift me up. I raised my leg and he picked me up in a matter of seconds without breaking our deep kiss. Our bodies were so close and I felt heat rising up throughout my body.

He soon started to trail his kiss from my lips to my jaw and finally reaching my neck. This was a side of Shirabu that I never expected to see so suddenly. It was both scary not knowing what else to expect and thrilling at the same time.

His kisses on my neck were sweet and soft but at the same time, so desperate. As if he longed for this but cared for me as well. There were small moments where we had to catch our breath but it was too addicting to stop. A few minutes passed before Shirabu's lips left mine. "We shouldn't be here long. We could get caught."

I nodded and he carefully placed me down before opening the storage room. "Um, I'll see you tomorrow Shirabu-san."

"Kenjirou," he corrected me and slightly smiled.