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Yaku swore his bisexual crisis was going to stop after the drag show, only it didn't. He could still clearly remember Lev dressed as a woman. All the padded curves, his cinched waist, and long blonde wig. Not to mention the beautiful make-up Alisa put on him. His drag performance wasn't the only thing bothering him, his normal self is giving Yaku a crisis just the same. Something that Yaku has been questioning lately how can Lev looks hot as both a male and female.
It's not fair at all, he keeps thinking to himself.
The short libero feels as if he is going to lose his own mind. It also didn't help that Kuroo took photos with Lev throughout the night even having them take a group photo. Yaku wasn't directly against taking the picture because now he has a picture of Lev. Granted, he has been staring at it for the past hour, zoomed Lev's face so he was taking over Yaku's entire phone screen.
Lev's smiling with his red lipstick, the make-up made his face look feminine and his blonde wig was flowing over his shoulders. The only thing that stayed was Lev's intense green eyes. Yes, they were framed with fake eyelashes and smokey eye make-up but they were his. Yaku liked Lev's eyes over everything else . . . well, perhaps his long legs are a close second. The fishnets appeared in his head causing Yaku to groan and flipped over on his bed.
The way Lev walked down the runway without missing a beat. He did it by wearing six different outfits, each of them showing off all of Lev's assets. The lion cape showed off his toned stomach, the heels showed off his legs and the cute skirt showed how soft Lev could be. Yaku wanted to scream about how unfair everything was at the moment. It also didn't help that Lev didn't seem to notice how much he was affecting Yaku.
Lev was still Lev during practice. He was still the blunt, bumbling first year who didn't understand why Yaku has been staring at him more.
Yaku fumbled around the bed trying to find his phone. He wanted to call the one person who wouldn't make fun of him. He found his phone then pulled it to him, flipping on his back to face the ceiling. He dialed Nobuyuki's number not wanting Kuroo to hear this. He may trust Kuroo but that would only let the scheming captain tease him in public. Sometimes Kuroo could be dancing to close to the line when it comes to his teasing.
"Yaku?" Nobuyuki asked, confused. "You never call this late at night, you know."
"What time is it?" Yaku asked.
"About one in the morning." He replied.
So that means Yaku has been thinking about Lev for the past five hours? What is that boy doing to Yaku?
"It's not that late," Yaku quickly said.
"But late for you, Yaku," Nobuyuki said. "So what's up?"
So Yaku told him what has been happening to him since Lev revealed about his other life. By the end of it, Yaku felt relieved to finally say the things that have been plaguing his mind. He also liked that he could speak it out loud instead of thinking it. It also helped that Nobuyuki didn't laugh nor did he interrupt Yaku throughout his explanation. Yaku picked at his blanket beneath him with his eyes closed.
"I'm having a bisexual crisis, Nobuyuki." Yaku groaned.
"I can hear that," Nobuyuki replied.
"What should I do?"
"Tell him."
Yaku snorted, "Will Lev even understand a confession?"
"If you say it straight out not beat around the bush," Nobuyuki said.
"When have I ever beaten around the bush?"
"That's true but you haven't seen yourself this past couple of days," Nobuyuki snorted. "I mean, dude, you took a Yamamoto spike to the face yesterday. And don't think I didn't see you staring at Lev's legs."
"You better not tell Kuroo!"
"I'm sure he already knows."
Yaku groaned, "Why can't you be worried about something for once in your life?"
The short libero imagined Nobuyuki shrugging as a response. As usual for his friend to respond in those usual questions. Nobuyuki's wisdom for such things is to not worry if you have everything you needed. A thing Yaku cannot do. If he can worry about something then he will worry about it.
"I think," Nobuyuki said. "You should tell him. He deserves to know how you feel, Yaku."
Yaku clenched his fist together, "Have you ever confessed before?"
"No, I haven't. It's a perk when you're aromantic." He replied.
Yaku felt his heart slammed against his chest.
"Don't worry, Yaku," Nobuyuki smiled. "You got this. I believe in you."
"Alright, alright. I'll confess to him but don't expect it tomorrow."
"I sure hope not. It's Sunday!"
Yaku rolled his eyes at his friend's response.
No, tomorrow Yaku will be spending the day planning how to confess to Lev.
---
Monday strolled by quicker than Yaku wanted. He wished he could stop time so he could spend it preparing himself. Yet the world doesn't work like that. He walked inside the gym, his brown eyes glanced around to see if he could find Lev. Sure enough, the first year was talking to Shibayama as they stretched on the gym floor. Yaku wanted to go over but his feet took him towards Nobuyuki and Kuroo, who were talking near the wall.
Nobuyuki gave him a knowing look but Yaku shook his head. Kuroo raised his eyebrow towards the third years. He opened his mouth to say something but the Coach blew his whistle signaling practice is starting. Kuroo shrugged his shoulders as he jogged on the court. The morning practice went normal, well normal for Yaku. He was able to avoid being spiked in the face. Not to mention he now knows how to glance at Lev's legs without feeling Nobuyuki and Kuroo's eyes on the back of his head.
It was the end of practice when Kuroo appeared next to him. Yaku looked over to find Kuroo's grin. The short libero wanted to punch the look but chooses to look down. He untied his already tied shoe in order to be busy with something. PErhaps Kuroo would leave him alone if he sees him busy at the moment.
"Yakkun," Kuroo sighed.
Clearly, justice wasn't on Yaku's side today.
"What?" Yaku replied.
"Just because you didn't take a Yamamoto spike to the face doesn't mean I didn't catch ya staring," Kuroo said.
Yaku frowned.
"Okay," Kuroo sat next to Yaku. "I'll let you have two free questions and I won't make fun of you. Promise."
Yaku looked over at him.
"No fingers crossed or anything, swear!" Kuroo put his hands in the air to show.
Yaku looked away, "How did you ask out Kenma?"
"Oh," Kuroo shrugged. "I didn't. He asked me."
Yaku looked over with wide eyes.
"Yeah, he asked me. Kenma thought you and I were 'talking' because of how much we talked in our first year." Kuroo said, smiling.
"Talking? We were fighting." Yaku corrected.
Kuroo shrugged, "I told him that but he didn't listen. Believe it or not, Kenma has emotions. He asked me out claiming he wasn't going to let me go that easily. I said yes like an idiot."
Yaku frowned, "Okay . . . was there any special way he asked you?"
"Uh," Kuroo looked up at the ceiling. "No?"
"Why did you question it?"
"I mean it was special to me but to you, it might be lame," Kuroo smiled. "So, one night he invited over his place to place a brand new video games, by the way, it was one he'll never play like ever. Then he said 'I like you, Kuro, I'm not going to let you date anyone else if I can help it. So please date me' and I replied with 'Yes, of course'. And we've been together ever since."
Yaku narrowed his eyes towards his shoes.
Kuroo clapped his shoulder, "Yaku, you should confess in your own way. Video games are mine and Kenma's meaning it meant a lot when he confessed. So you have to find a way to confess to Lev that will mean something between the two of you."
Yaku looked over at his friend.
Kuroo gave him a sincere smile, "I believe in you, Yaku. It'll be fine."
---
Only it wasn't fine! He felt even more confused about things because of now. Shibayama and Lev were sitting outside for lunch and called Yaku over. Yaku, being the boy with a crush, walked over to sit next to them. A part of Yaku is very glad Kuroo isn't outside because the boy would say something right now. He doesn't need that right now. Yaku sat across from them, sitting his bento box in front of him.
Shibayama had his textbook opened and apple in his hand. Lev was leaning against the wall behind him, legs crossed over each other. Lev smiled at Yaku with a wide smile. Yaku felt his heart slamming against his chest from that smile. The short libero didn't miss the smirk on Shibayama's face. Why do they keep doing that? Yaku can see them when they smirk. Alisa, Sasha, or Shibayama aren't slick when they side smirk.
"How was your day, Yaku?" Lev asked him, still smiling.
"Good," Yaku replied. "Yours?"
Lev sighed, "Horrible!"
Yaku raised his eyebrow.
"He fell asleep in class today and the teacher yelled at him," Shibayama explained.
"Why did you fall asleep, Lev?" Yaku asked him.
"I," Lev looked up to the sky. "I can tell you I didn't stay up watching YouTube all night."
"And I so believed that horrible lie," Yaku shot back.
"What? You can't fault me with that, Yaku! A really funny video popped up in my recommendations. Which is odd because I've never watch skating fails before."
"I don't care how funny the video was, Lev. You need to sleep," He sighed. "Seriously, watching skating fails all night."
"But they were funny! You have to watch some with me sometime."
That made Yaku freeze. He glanced up towards Lev who still smiling at him. Again, he didn't miss the smirk from Shibayama who was now wiggling his eyebrows. Yaku coughed before agreeing with Lev's plan. They went on to talk about other things. Shibayama even asked Yaku for help with certain homework problems. Lev almost fell asleep on them before stretching his back.
Shibayama stood up, "I'll be right back. My pen is acting up."
Yaku wanted to say he has a pen in his bag but Shibayama was already walking away. He then realized why Shibayama did this. He is allowing Yaku and Lev to have some alone time. Oh, how Yaku wanted to both scream at him and thank him. He thinks he is losing his mind because everyone else on the team knows about his attraction to Lev expect for Lev. It would be easier if Lev knew what Yaku is feeling towards him.
Lev sat up straighter and crossed his legs. He leaned against his now closed legs smiling at Yaku. Yaku shoved food in his mouth hoping he will think of something to say. But nothing came to mind. Lev started to pick at his pants gathering Yaku's attention down at his legs. Something Yaku really wanted to avoid these past few days. The reason being cause Yaku doesn't know if he prefers the padded legs or Lev's pure muscles. It was a hard choice for him.
"Everything okay, Yaku?" Lev asked him.
"Uh-huh," Yaku replied with his mouth full of food.
"Good," Lev blushed. "I've been worried about you, to be honest."
"Worried?"
"Well yes. During volleyball practice you kinda . . . sucked? Like you played like me during my first days of practice."
"Sucked?"
"I didn't mean it like that!" Lev quickly said as he waved his hands. "I was worried and that was the only word I thought of at the moment."
"Oh." Yaku whispered.
Lev chewed on his bottom lip, "Forget I said anything, Yaku. I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay," Yaku waved his hand. "I've been spacing out lately."
"Why?" Lev tilted his head to the side.
"I've been . . . thinking about something." Yaku said carefully.
"Well, whatever it is, I know you are going to work it out!"
"How do you know that?"
"'Cause," Lev smiled at him. "You're Yaku!"
Yaku blushed, "What does that even mean, Lev?"
Lev leaned closer to Yaku, "It means what I said. You're Yaku. I know you can do this."
Yaku sputtered out air as Lev leaned back. Lev looked at Yaku as if he hung every star in the sky. It makes Yaku feel unworthy of the look. Yaku isn't the one who hung stars in the sky nor is the one who can be nurturing. How does Lev have so much faith in Yaku? Does he truly believe in him or is he trying to fill Yaku's head with lies? He isn't sure because the look Lev is giving him.
It was so knowing and very innocent at the same time. His smile is wide showing off all his white teeth. It was nothing like the seductive smile from his drag show. Nor was his face blank as he walked down the runway. This was purely Lev. The boy who could do anything if he puts his mind to it. The boy who trained until he laid out on the floor and forced to train once again. The boy who never thinks before he speaks. The boy who made Yaku think about until the sun risen above the tree lines.
As he said before, it was purely Lev.
Yaku smiled, "Thanks, Lev."
Lev looked away with a slight blushing face.
---
Yaku was leaning against the wall with Kuroo and Nobuyuki looking out at their team. His arms crossed over his chest staring forward. Lev was blocking with Yamamoto by his side. A rare moment when both of them work together nicely. Not to mention Lev's blocks have gotten better in Yaku's opinion. Then again, you could call him basis due to his favoritism to Lev.
Lev landed on his feet, turning back to Yamamoto holding his hands up for a high five which Yamamoto gave him. A proud smile crossed Yaku's face when he saw that. Kuroo let out a snort. In turn, that caused Yaku to elbow him. The practice was over and the third years walked to get their things together. A sad feeling crossed Yaku when he realized how soon volleyball was almost over with. They were so close to being finish with the Nekoma team. Once they reach finals and when they get far as they will, all the third years will leave. They will have to leave the team in the younger year's hands.
He snapped out of those thoughts. He doesn't need that at the moment. Right now, he needs to train Shibayama to be a better libero than he was. Also, he needs to gather his things together for class. He made his way to the clubroom but stopped near the door. It was Lev, Kenma, and Shibayama talking.
"Wait, you got a confession?" Lev asked.
"Yeah," Shibayama chuckled nervously. "She confessed to me."
"So what did you say?"
"I sorta thanked her."
"You thanked you?" Lev asked, shocked.
"I didn't know what else to say! I was so thrown off guard, Lev."
Lev sighed, "But did you turn her down or?"
"Actually," Shibayama sang. "I don't know if I did or not. I just thanked her then run into practice."
"Shibayama!" Lev scolded.
"That's cruel," Kenma spoke.
"I know!" Shibayama groaned.
"If a boy did that to me, I would be heartbroken," Lev said.
"Would you ever have thrown out a confession like that though?" Kenma asked him.
That made Yaku freeze in his place. He held his breath waiting for Lev's response. He also prayed for no one to walk by so he wouldn't get caught. At this very moment, he doesn't need that. He needs this answer right now. Thankfully, Lev gives it to him.
"No," Lev sighed. "I would like to be confessed to actually."
"Why?" Shibayama asked.
"Well, you know how much I love romantic things, movies, books, and all that jazz. My dream confession would be underneath the full moon, star-filled sky and flower bouquet." Lev sighed, dreamily. "Maybe even some music playing in the background!"
"It isn't a movie, Lev." Kenma pointed out.
"I know! But still," Lev shrugged his shoulders. "It would kinda nice to have a cheesy confession. Even without the background music, I would like something cheesy."
"You mean so sweet where it will make our teeth fall out." Shibayama corrected.
"Sounds about right!" Lev laughed.
A smirk crossed Yaku's face. He can do cheesy now. It also helped that Lev gave him his dream confession. But he should move right now before anyone catches him. He walked towards the gym to act as if he left something. When he walked back in the clubroom with Kuroo and Nobuyuki, he was grateful no one gave him an odd look when he walked inside the room. Which meant he wasn't caught.
Throughout the school day, Yaku made plans in the back of his notebook. He also tried to think of ways to make it go smoothly. Yaku needed to pick the right night, make sure it won't rain or cloudly. Not to mention it as to be warm, he doesn't have a jacket Lev's side to be that romantic. It's already hard enough to write his confession down in words.
His pen tapped against his notebook as he stared forward. It was lunchtime now, everyone was talking about him and eating. As much he wanted to step out and hope to find Lev and Shibayama but he has to stay here.
Yaku sighed. Yaku doesn't know how he is going to do this. He isn't good at this, to be honest. Out of his entire life, he only dated two people and they confessed to him. They were nice, the confessions were rather simple, a little letter with heart stickers. Their relationship also didn't last long due to Yaku having to be worried about the volleyball club. He also didn't really feel attracted to them. This is going to be Yaku's first confession that he actually wants it to last long. Perhaps forever.
Now that thought made Yaku's face bright red.
He shook his head, trying to knock that thought out of his head. Yaku set his pen down when he heard a familiar voice. He looked over to see Kuroo smiling at him, he had drinks in his hand a peace offering. Yaku took the drink and offered the seat in front of him. Kuroo sat down, he looked at the notebook and spun it around so he could read it. Yaku opened his drink waiting for Kuroo to say something.
"Kenma saw your head, you know?" Kuroo said.
"Really?" Yaku asked, panicked.
"Don't worry, he was the only one facing the door," Kuroo smiled. "It's also why he asked Lev that question."
"I should thank him, I guess?"
Kuroo nodded, "So, these scraped confessions . . . really suck."
"Thanks."
"So," He smirked. "You coming over my house this Saturday. We are going to watch the most cheesiest, corniest, and tooth-rotting romantic movies known to mankind! So you can make this confession amazingly perfect."
"Earlier you said I need to make this confession my own."
"That's before I read this." Kuroo held up the notebook with a shudder. "Oh Yakkun, there's no way I'm letting you confess to my boy Lev with this."
"He isn't even your son!"
Kuroo gasped, "How dare you! Lev's my boy, Yaku."
Yaku rolled his eyes.
---
On Sunday morning, Yaku learned several things. One, if Lev ever goes to the airport then Yaku should chase him down to share a passionate kiss. Two, if Yaku needs to impress Lev then he should sing Can't Take My Eyes Off You. Three, if Lev ever loses his memories and relives one day over and over again then he has to make a movie type video of their entire life. Four, if all else fails then Yaku better pray he can turn into a sexy vampire or werewolf in hopes Lev is into that thing. Heavens knows Yaku knows Kuroo loves the Twilight movies.
With all this knowledge, it still doesn't help Yaku with his confession. 'Cause once he was leaving Kuroo's house in the morning, he was reminded to make the confession personal. How is he going to make this confession personal? The romance movies told him of scenarios he wouldn't dream of putting Lev through. He wouldn't ask out Lev because he was getting paid for. He wouldn't put Lev into physical harm as the vampire and werewolf boys did. He wouldn't do any of those things the boys did to their love interest. Yaku couldn't imagine him hurting Lev to the point he would cry.
Yaku needed a break from everything. So he grabbed his jacket and shoes for a walk. He slipped his phone in his back pocket, called out a quick bye to his parents then walked outside. Yaku shoved his hands inside his pockets as he walked down the street. The short libero walked towards the park, he hummed to himself as he walked along the sidewalk. He allowed this walk to clear his mind.
As much he needed to watch those movies, he wanted to forget most of them. He found out that day he isn't a rom-com kind of guy. He rather watches action than romance.
He turned around the pond, hearing the ducks call out to him. Yaku let out a breath as he made his way farther in the park. Before he could move any farther, his name was called out. Yaku turned around trying to find the source and he saw the person. It was Lev sitting on a blanket, waving at him underneath the large tree. Lev waved Yaku over. Yaku jogged towards Lev, ignoring his racing heart once he reached Lev.
Lev had his bookbag next to him, his textbook was on his lap and music played from his phone. Yaku took a seat on the edge of the blanket, trying to keep some space between the two. Lev crossed his legs as he smiled at Yaku.
"Taking a walk, Yaku?" Lev asked him.
"Yeah," Yaku nodded. "Trying to clear my head."
"Did it work?"
Yaku gulped, No, cause I'm still concerned about my confession to you, he thought.
"We'll have to see," Yaku shrugged. "What about you? Doing homework?"
"Oh no," Lev shook his head. "I only took this textbook with me so my Mom would let me go to the park by myself."
"Lev!"
"I'm not watching YouTube, I swear!" He waved his hands. "And I'm technically reading this textbook just not the pages I need to."
"Why?"
Lev sighed, "Well, I'm waiting for a shop to open right now."
Yaku narrowed his eyes, "What shop?"
"The wig shop," Lev blushed. He picked at his pants but Yaku waved for him to continue. "Well, there's this really cute black wig being sold right now. It could be perfect for my Demi Lovato show. Sasha says I can go back on stage soon! Britney Spears has been down but now I get to do Demi Lovato."
Yaku smiled about how excited Lev was.
"And Alisa is remaking my favorite outfit of hers!" Lev clapped his hands together. "You should come to the show."
One again, Lev's woman appearance popped in his brain. Without thinking, he agreed in a heartbeat. Lev's smile was almost blinding and made Yaku very happy. He couldn't believe it was directed towards him. All the frustration of watching the rom-com movies made it worth it due to Lev's smile.
"What time does the shop open?" Yaku asked him.
Lev looked at his phone, "Five more minutes."
"Then we should head over there."
"You're going with me, Yaku?"
"Yeah," Yaku nodded. "It's way better to have another person around."
Lev nodded.
"Besides," Yaku shrugged. "Company is always better than being alone."
"Yes! I love your company very much."
Yaku turn bright red, "L-let's go."
They packed Lev's items inside his bookbag. Afterward, Lev leads him to the wig shop. They both discussed their days and how their weekend has been so far. Yaku completely avoided telling him about his rom-com movie marathon. Lev pointed out the wig shop with a now OPEN sign. Yaku didn't miss the happy tone on his voice and it made Yaku a bit happy also. The short libero opened the door for both of them.
Lev thanked him as he walked inside. Yaku followed behind to take in the shop. There were shelves of wigs on heads, sorted by color and length. In the middle of the shop, there were counters of wig supplies, brushes, shampoos, and all the other stuff. Some kind of pop song played which Lev instantly sang along too. The shop was very neat and organized that Yaku felt like this would be an easy trip.
They made their way towards the black wigs. Each of them was in different styles and name cards at the ledge of them. Lev's fingers tapped along the name cards humming to himself. Yaku looked towards the wigs then back to Lev to see what style would look good on him. Curls, waves or straight? Yaku definitely knew Lev looked good in both short and long hair, though Yaku prefers short hair.
"Which one are you looking for?" Yaku asked him.
"There was one short wavy one," Lev replied.
"Oh yeah," Yaku snorted. "So helpful."
He pointed to the shelf full of short wavy wigs.
Lev rolled his eyes, "Someone's being smart, huh, Yaku?"
"I would never!"
Lev giggled.
"Okay," Yaku lightly pushed Lev. "Can I see a picture of this Demi Lovato so I can help?"
Lev nodded.
He showed Yaku a picture of the look he wants to recreate. Yaku then looked at the shelf trying to find the right wig. Lev walked away from him to check out another wig but Yaku stayed where he was. He found a wig that looks similar and one that Alisa could style if needed. He looked at the card then tried to find the cubby full of them. Once he found it, he grabbed it and turn to find Lev, who was looking at a long silver wig with wide earnest eyes. He let a strange fall through his fingers.
"Do you like it?" Yaku asked him.
"A little bit," Lev sighed. "Shibayama said he likes my silver hair more."
Yaku nodded.
"What do you like more, Yaku?" Lev asked him.
Yaku blinked, "Huh?"
Lev asked him again.
The short libero looked at the long silver wig, "To be honest, I prefer your hair. But you . . . you look amazing in these wigs, Lev."
"Yaku," Lev breathed, face burning.
"Lev," Yaku faced the taller boy. "You look amazing in everything. The clothes Alisa made you. The clothes that were meant for the other model. Gods, when you walked out with that lion cape, I haven't stop thinking about it. Or when you dressed as Britney Spears, the blonde wig and padded hips, another thing I can't stop thinking of it either. To be honest, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you! You've been plaguing my mind for I don't how long."
Lev searched his face.
"You can stop me if you want." Yaku told him.
"I don't wanna. I want to hear what else you have to say, Yaku," Lev whispered.
Yaku nodded, "I didn't think I would tell you this inside a wig shop. I wanted to give you the most romantic confession ever, you know the full moon, picnic and find the perfect song to dance too. Then when we dance, I would tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"Tell you that," Yaku took in a deep breath. "I really like you, Lev."
Lev gasped.
"When I found out you're a model, I was upset because you tell me. I thought you were secret from me but you weren't. You were being Lev," Yaku reached out to take one of Lev's hands. "But you were so nervous about our opinion of your passion then you rocked the show. At the drag show, you were amazing and nervous about our opinion again then you rocked the show once again. Every time you danced, walked or smile, I found myself happy because you were happy. And I want to see that again. I want to feel that again."
A smile crossed Lev's face.
"And you're the only one who makes me feel this way," Yaku groaned. "This isn't the romantic confession I wanted to give you, Lev. I swear it!"
"Is this what you've been worried about, Yaku?" Lev asked him.
"Yes."
Lev squeezed his hand, "Are you really confessing to me?"
"Yes."
"It's a Yaku confession!" Lev smiled wide. "I really like you too."
Yaku let out a breath of relief.
"Did you really think I didn't? I'm not really the kind of person who keeps this on the down-low." Lev snorted.
"I'm just really relieved that you return my feelings," Yaku replied.
Lev looked down, blushing, "Does this mean we are dating?"
Yaku looked at their hands, "A date, this Friday. I will make it romantic and worth wild."
"Okay, this Friday."
They both looked at each other, blushing and hands starting to become sweaty. And all Yaku could think was, thank gods Lev returns my feelings. Now all he has to do is not mess up this date or the rest of their life together. He just needs to plan this date really well.
---
Friday rolled by slower than Yaku wanted. He did enjoy Lev whispering, really he was talking loudly, about their day at the wig shop. To the point, Shibayama was cheering on his friend. Now all of Nekoma knows about their day. Kuroo patted his back, Kenma flashed him a smile and Nobuyuki gave him a 'told you so' look. He also noticed how he would appear next to Lev's side more and the same for him.
The date was today and Yaku is ready. He has money for take out, his bag has the blanket and he's brought an umbrella just in case. Yaku told his parents what he was doing, the full story not a half-truth this time. Yaku even ironed his clothes for tonight. Something he doesn't want to do again because he almost burnt his hand. Yaku patted his pockets for his wallet, nodding to himself when he found it. Yaku grabbed his phone off the charger then his bag. He walked out of the house calling out a goodbye to his parents before walking to Lev's place.
Thankfully it isn't far away. Just a neighborhood away from his house. He hummed to himself until he reached the Haiba's house. As he stood at the edge, he heard Russian music playing from the house and children yelling. Yaku blew out some air before walking towards the front door. He knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer. The music was turned down a bit which Yaku knocked again. The door was opened revealing a tall, plump woman with her silver hair tied back. She looked down with a smile.
"Oh, Yaku!" She tossed a towel over her shoulder. "You look mighty handsome!"
"T-thank you," He replied.
"Just hold on one moment," She said in her thick Russian accent. "Alisa is getting Lev ready. Would you like some tea?"
"Sure."
She leads him inside the house. Yaku saw Lev's father sitting at the table staring down at his laptop, a baby was sleeping against his chest. Lev's father nodded towards Yaku before going back to work. The short libero heard Lev and Alisa fighting over what boots to wear tonight, brown or black and it sounded strange to Yaku. The Russian music was turned up and Lev's mother started to sing along.
A cup of tea was passed to him. Yaku stood up at the counter, sipping the tea. Sasha was inside the living room watching a child program with his oldest. Yaku took note of the sleeping wife on the couch with her stomach growing. He didn't want to ask if she was having another child but his question was answered by the protective arm over her stomach. When he finished his tea, Alisa threatened Lev to put on the brown boots or she will scratch his CDs with her nails.
"DAD! She threatened my CDs again!" Lev shouted.
"Tell him to put on the brown boots, Dad!" Alisa exclaimed.
"Just wear one of each!" Lev's dad replied, before looking up the stairs. "And no messing up his CDs, Alisa! You bought half of them!"
A smirk crossed Yaku's face.
"WEAR ONE OF EACH!" Both of the Haiba siblings shouted together.
Sasha laughed from the living room, "Get ready, Yaku. This is something you have to face until you run out."
Yaku shrugged, "I don't mind."
"Good," Lev's mother said as she walked to the stairs. "Lyovochka! Yaku's here!"
"WHAT!? WHEN!? Oh gods, don't tell me he heard the boots!?" Lev asked, panicked.
"Heard it all!" Yaku replied.
A squeak was heard from upstairs. A sound of hopping around and Alisa shouting 'finally' then footsteps were coming downstairs. Alisa smiled at Yaku, her light hair was messed up and she looked tired. Lev appeared after her, looking around the room, his eyes landed on Yaku. He smiled widely before reaching the bottom step. Lev's mother cooed over Lev, pinching his cheeks allowing Yaku to get a look at Lev.
He wore a pair of blue jeans, a nice clean white t-shirt, and a brown jacket. The famous brown boots reached to the middle of his shin. His hair was tousled and he had slight make-up on his face simple blush, eyeliner and mascara. It was enough to let Yaku know that this is real. He is really going out on a date with Lev tonight. Who looked amazing in Yaku's eyes, causing the shorter boy to feel very underdress near him. His jeans, button-up shirt wasn't going to cut next to Lev's clothing. But it's too late to change.
"Honey," Lev's father said. "They should head out now."
"Oh, of course!" She sighed. "You two have fun! Call me if you need anything, okay Yaku? Have a wonderful night!"
They walked out of the house with more cheers from Lev's family. They stood near the gates, looking at each other. Yaku made the first move and grabbed Lev's hand. He leads him towards the bus stop so they could make it to the main part of town for food. Lev filled the silence for the two, Yaku added in every now and then when he needed. It was a smooth and nice conversation, something they have been sharing a lot lately.
The bus reached their stop and they walked off with their hands together. Lev asked Yaku questions about tonight leaving Yaku to answer very vaguely. He wanted to keep his promise he made to Lev. He wants this first date to be very romantic and something for Lev to remember for the rest of his life. Due to the fact Yaku never wanted to confession inside a wig shop.
"Anything special you want?" Yaku asked him.
"Are there any stir fry diners around here? Lev asked.
Yaku is taken aback because that is his favorite food. A thing he doesn't really see Lev eat. He was prepared for Lev to say inarizushi since that was Lev's favorite food, it's why he did so much research about where's the best restaurant for that. But he smiled and took Lev to his favorite place with stir fry. He figures Lev wants Yaku to have a good time tonight just like how Yaku wants him to have a good time.
They got their food and drinks. Lev offered to carry their food and drinks to their walk to the park. Yaku took them to the park, he found a nice spot away from people and underneath a tree and lamp post lighting up their area for later into the night. He spread the blanket out for both of them and set the umbrella next to him. Lev set the food down then took a seat. Yaku sat across from him and put their food out. They both bless the food before digging in.
Once again, an easy conversation passes through the two. At first, they spoke about volleyball and their team, Yaku even giving him some tips for future games. Their conversation slipped into family life. Lev complained about his sister and the brown boots argument which caused Yaku to snort his drink. They went through other topics until their plates were empty and stomachs full.
Lev sighed, "Thank you for this, Yaku. I had fun tonight."
"Yeah? It wasn't too boring?" Yaku asked, worried.
"Boring? No way!" Lev threw his hands in the air. "I'm with you."
Yaku gulped.
"Besides," Lev looked up to the sky. "This is the perfect date. We're eating your favorite food while in my dream date environment. Don't you think it's a perfect mash of both of us?"
"I imagine so," Yaku replied.
"Then it's perfect! A date should be fun for both parties. Not just one."
Yaku smiled, "Yeah, you're right."
They both laid back on the blanket to look up at the sky. Slowly, the night sky was decorated with stars creating the well-known patterns. Yaku reached out to grab Lev's hand, lacing their fingers together. He turned to look at the first year, who is still looking up at the sky. Lev felt Yaku's stare and turned to look at him. He raised his eyebrow towards the short libero.
"Lev?" Yaku asked.
He hummed in response.
"Will you be my boyfriend? Like officially?"
Lev sat up causing Yaku to sit up also. Lev looked at him with wide eyes. Neither is sure how much time passes before Lev jumped forward. He wrapped his arms around Yaku, slamming them both onto the ground. Air left Yaku's chest but caught the first year. Lev pulled back with his beautiful green eyes staring down at Yaku. The first year is smiling wide it almost looked painful.
"Yes!" Lev squealed. "Yes, I would love to be your boyfriend, Yaku!"
Yaku smiled back.
He looked over the boy above him. Lev's silver hair is falling over his shoulder, his intense green eyes looked wide and happy and his smile was directed towards Yaku. Right now, he isn't having a bisexual crisis because there's no reason to. He likes Lev for Lev. Whether if he will be a male model or a drag queen, Lev will always be him. And that's something Yaku really likes.
Yaku just moved his hand to lace their fingers together again. Lev giggled looking over at their intertwined hands. Yaku looked over also feeling extremely happy. He has a lot to thank but mostly to the show. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten the boy who has made his brain putty.
He squeezed Lev's hand with a small smile.