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date crashers

synopsis: rin’s teammates (friends) crashes his date.

warnings: none, fluff!

wc: 1.6k

note/s: this was buried in the drafts and i wanted to get it out. i just think that bachira and isagi would totally do this and drag someone in their plans.

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“what’re you guys doing?” chigiri asks as he notices bachira and isagi hiding behind a pillar. the redhead’s eyes widened as he was pulled behind by the two-toned male.

“shh! we’re trying to figure something out.” bachira shushes him and isagi nods without even turning around.

chigiri wanted to ask, but before he could, isagi stood up abruptly, “he’s on the move!”

who the hell was ‘he’? chigiri, at this point, was now filled with questions but he followed his two teammates nonetheless. when he notices the man that they were trailing after, he hesitates.

“why are we following itoshi rin?” “shh!” “shh!” the two shushes him before ducking down, pulling chigiri along as they notice the aforementioned turned around with a glare, thinking that he heard his name being called along the busy streets of shibuya.

“rin has been suspicious even before we left blue lock for the break.” isagi starts as he trails carefully behind bachira who was leading them.

“and we think it’s because of someone.” bachira finishes as he peeks by the corner, seeing rin cross the busy street.

“he’s crossing the street, i think he’ll go to the cafe on the other side, let’s intercept him, isagi!” bachira says before turning to chigiri. “chigiri, you too!”

“huh? i don’t want to spend my break trailing after itoshi rin.” “oh so you don’t want blackmail material against that stuck-up genius?”

chigiri hates how convincing isagi is sometimes.

—

rin can feel an itch rising at the back of his head, he pats his nape but it doesn’t alleviate it.

it’s bothersome, yes. but that was the last thing on his mind as he pushed the cafe door open and scanned the place before his eyes settled on you, who was busy stirring your warm beverage and flipping through the book you once told him you’d want to finish.

“is this seat taken?” rin asks, his voice a bit higher on purpose, you couldn’t recognize it at first.

“yes, sorry. that’s reserved for my boyfri– rin!” you closed the book shut as you see your boyfriend look at you with a small smile on his face.

“ah, sorry. my bad, i’ll look for another seat.” rin teased as he turned around, only to be stopped by your hand pulling him down to his seat. “maybe you can sit on his seat.” you say.

“my boyfriend is running a bit late.” rin rolls his eyes at you. “i’m only 5 minutes late, and i told you. foot traffic was annoying.” you tsked in response before looking over the barista and nodding. when you faced rin, your boyfriend couldn’t help but place a short kiss on your lips. you smacked his shoulder playfully once he pulls away, twin smiles on your faces as he settles on his seat.

“i already ordered you a drink, i told sukehiro to prepare it when you get here.” you say casually as you put your book to the side, devoting your full attention towards the male.

“so, how’ve you been, baby?”

catching up with you has been relaxing so far. rin thinks he hasn’t felt this much peace in a while.

“fine, now that you're here.” “rin…”

“i cringed internally after saying that, shut up.” rin smiles at the laugh that you let out, the melodic sound from your lips distracts him from the disrupted gasp from the table beside you.

“bachira shut up!” isagi harshly whispered as he slapped bachira’s mouth shut, the cafe’s menus propped up to cover them. chigiri rolls his eyes as isagi pulls him down to be covered by the menu as well.

“you’re too loud! we’re gonna get caught.” “isagi, this is dumb.” chigiri sighed out as he stirred the drink he ordered for the sake of occupying the table. “and your drinks are getting cold.”

“my drink is supposed to be cold!” “bachira, lower your voice!”

“i know we’re supposed to be spying on them but is this disguise really necessary?” chigiri asks as he adjusts the cap on his head.

“shh, of course it is! it makes us less conspicuous” bachira argued.

chigiri blinked. “i’m surprised you even know that word.”

“hey!” bachira yelled out as he slammed his hand on the table, causing the “take that back!”

“bachira!” isagi hissed out his name, unknowingly catching the attention of the couple beside them. “i told you to quiet down, they might hea–”

“what the hell are you bastards doing here?”

“rin!” “rin!” “rin.” the three forwards panicked at the glare rin sent them, his piercing turquoise eyes staring daggers at his teammates. they didn’t even hear him approach their table.

“answer.” “uh… we’re uh– spending time in this cafe. you’re not the only one who can eat here, you know?” isagi wanted to pat his back for the believable lie he just told his co-striker.

rin scoffed. “so why is bachira wearing a stick-on mustache?”

fucking hell, bachira.

before isagi could make up another excuse and before rin could punch his teammates, they were interrupted by your laughter as all four heads turned to you.

“rin, it’s fine.” you say, a welcoming smile on your face as you nod in greeting towards the males.

“you can join us.” “no, they canno–”

“thank you for having us!” bachira beamed as he took the seat beside you. rin could feel a vein pop on his forehead as he closed his eyes and breathed in deeply.

“well, you heard her.” chigiri shrugs before sitting by at your table. isagi pats rin’s back mockingly as he sits down beside chigiri.

“you’re in my seat, bobcut.” rin glares at bachira who teasingly sticks his tongue out.

“okay, okay, rin-chan! i won’t steal your girlfriend from you.” the two-toned male winked at him as he scooted to the seat beside isagi.

rin sighs as he sat back down beside you, a frown on his face.

one that you kissed away as you pecked his cheek, and you felt him shy away from your kisses.

“oh, don’t be like that to your girlfriend, rin-chan!” bachira turns to you.

“i’m bachira meguru! rin-chan's friend.” “we are not friends.” rin deadpanned, you slot your hand into his and pulled it under the table, rin visibly softened at the gesture as he looked at you.

“ooh, rin-chan’s a softie–” “i’m chigiri hyoma, and that’s isagi yoichi.” the redhead introduces himself and the latter as he made a conversation with you.

you squeezed rin’s hand from under the table occasionally as you answered his teammate’s questions about you.

where did you meet? how long have you and rin been together? is rin a grouch even with you or are you just special?

the last question received a kick from the olive-haired male.

you laughed but answered nonetheless, the three think that this was the first time they saw the olive-haired male relax and show emotions, especially when they see him look at you with softened eyes whenever you smile and laugh, and they weren’t blind either.

they’re well aware that your hands are intertwined under the table.

and as much as they wanted to tease the striker, it was a once in a lifetime opportunity for them to see him even show a semblance of relaxing, and they know that he, out of all people, deserved a break.

and it seemed that you were rin’s break.

so with a cough, chigiri stands up and taps isagi, signalling for him to alert bachira as well.

“well, it was nice meeting you, (l/n).” chigiri smiles and you replied with the same sentiments. “we’re going to go, reo texted me that they’re at the bowling alley. would you guys like to join?”

before rin could respond, you shook your head politely.

“ah, no. rin and i need to get back to my house, my parents are waiting.” the two soccer idiots let out a teasing “ooh~” and chigiri nodded in acknowledgement.

“ah, so, rin-chan has already met (y/n)-chan’s parents, how romantic.” “shut up, bobcut.” rin says lowly, you gave a little giggle before nodding.

“he formally asked my parents for permission before courting me.” you smile, placing your head on his shoulder.

“ooh~ so rin-chan is a closet romanti–” “okay, bachira, we can tease rin when we get back to blue lock.” isagi says, grabbing bachira by the collar. “come on, they’re waiting for us.”

“we’ll get going first, rin, (l/n).”

“mm. safe travels!” you bid them goodbye as they waved and went on their way, the bell on the door, closing it shut leaving you and rin.

“you didn’t want to go?” rin softly asked, knowing that if given the opportunity, you’d like to meet his colleagues.

“mm, just wanna spend time with my baby now.” you say as you leaned your head on his shoulders again.

“now i get why you seem so stressed whenever you text me, i barely handled bachira’s energy today.” with that, you hear rin let out a laugh as he places a kiss on your forehead and reaches for his coffee mug that has now gone cold.

“you get used to it, baby.”

you shook your head as you sipped your own drink.

“i don’t think you have.”

rin sighs, mentally recalling his matches in blue lock. “i’m getting there.”

“you’re watching the u-20 match, right?” you smile at him and nodded. “of course, i have to support my favorite itoshi.”

“that’s me, right?”

“weeeell”

“(y/n).”

“of course, it’s you. you big baby.”

“good.”

rin would never admit it, but he loved that you got along with his friends. and he would never admit it in front of them that he considered them as friends.

he would rather die than admit that.

#HALA JKHSAJKDHAJKFGAHHAKDS #KINILIG NAMAHINGA TALAGA #gagu nmn oh abot tenga ngiti tuloy #HIS DRINK IS SUPPOSED TO BE COLD KASI !!#this so cute #when me huh 😓 when my turn 😓😓#tim reads.

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