First Names [Kasamatsu x Reader]

When [Name] had worked up the resolve to visit Kasamatsu while he was at practice, she hadn’t expected such an overwhelming turnout of people. More specifically, she hadn’t expected the overwhelming amount of females to be at the Kaijou High School gym. She wondered whether the team was really that popular as she tried to make her way around a few girls in order to see what was at the front of the masses. She noticed for the most part that the girls were wearing Kaijou uniforms, but every so often there would be a uniform from another nearby school. She felt instantly awkward being the only one wearing a Seirin uniform.

Glancing at the time on her cellphone, she noticed that it had been a complete hour since school had ended. She had spent most of that time traveling from Seirin to Kaijou, hoping she would avoid the crowd—Kasamatsu had offhandedly told her once that their practices often drew unwanted attention—but upon reaching the gym, she realized that Kaijou’s fans were much more dedicated than she had anticipated.

Finally making her way towards the front of the crowd, [Name] stood off towards the side. Her eyes were quickly drawn in towards the practicing boys on the court, watching as guys of all high school ages ran around the court and practiced the sport they all had in common. The squeaking of shoes and thudding of bouncing basketballs reached her ears, knocking into her the realization that she was actually watching her boyfriend’s team practice. She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose as the stench of sweat lingered in the air. Subconsciously, she wondered how the other girls could stand the smell every day.

Without realizing it, another hour had passed and [Name] was slowly becoming the last female present in the gymnasium. The rest of the females had started to peel away from the gym, one by one, leaving with happy hearts as their minds were filled with pictures of their beloved basketball players. [Name] hadn’t noticed when they started to leave, her eyes only focused on the only player with knee-high socks.

“Hey, there’s still one left,” [Name] heard a guy’s voice say from a few feet beside her and she looked in the direction, watching as two basketball players walked towards her. Awkwardly looking around, she finally noticed that she was the only girl left in the gym. “You’re one of Kise’s fans right? He’s not going to be done with practice for another hour.”

“Yeah, the regulars are always staying back to practice for longer,” his companion added. When they were only a foot away from [Name], he sent a wink in her direction. “But us first years get let out earlier than they are, so you want to grab something to eat with us?”

[Name] found herself opening her mouth to protest, wanting to come back with a witty comment of her own, but she was interrupted by another male voice behind her.

“Now, boys, that’s no way to treat a pretty girl.”

[Name] looked behind her to see a rather tall guy with narrow eyes approaching. She noticed how the first year boys shrank back a bit, their grins faltering.

“Ah, come on Moriyama-senpai, we weren’t bothering her, right?”

“If she wants to stay and watch the regulars play, you should leave her be,” Moriyama commented, shooing the first years away and out the door. Once they had left, he turned back towards [Name] and gave his own little wink. “You can go sit on the bleachers on the side if you like. A cute girl watching us is sure to bring our spirits up.”

Scoffing a bit, [Name] took his invitation and hastily walked over to the bench beside the indoor court, her eyes once again roaming towards Kasamatsu’s form. He had yet to notice her presence at all, too focused on giving orders and criticizing his teammates for the things they were doing. Every so often he would yell in frustration at someone and [Name] couldn’t help but smile at his change in attitude. So this is what he was like when he wasn’t a blushing, stuttering mess.

“Huh, [Name]-chan?” [Name] watched as a blonde basketball player came to sit beside her on the bench, his face dripping slightly with perspiration. “What are you doing here?”

“Hello, Kise-kun,” she greeted, looking at him briefly before her eyes traveled back towards the court. “I wanted to watch Kasamatsu-kun play today. I haven’t seen him since the last time we went out together for lunch.”

“H-hah?! You’re dating Kasamatsu-senpai?! No wonder he’s been traveling to the other side of town so frequently!”

“Shut up!” [Name] felt a heated blush rise to her cheeks as she glared at the tall male. She hadn’t realized that Kasamatsu hadn’t told the blonde about their relationship yet, but couldn’t blame him now that she saw how excitable Kise could be over the littlest things. “H-he’s been my boyfriend for a couple weeks now… It’s not a big deal.”

“Eh, but of course it’s a big deal [Name]cchi,” Kise answered. [Name] was confused at the sudden nickname he gave her, but brushed it off as one of his weird quirks. “But you still call him so formally. I’ll tell you what you should do!”

Kasamatsu threw the basketball in Kobori’s direction, telling him to take over for a bit while he went to grab some water. Taking his eyes of his teammates for a moment, he looked towards the bleachers to see [Name]. His cheeks warmed upon realizing that she had traveled from her school just to see him practice like she had promised a few days ago. However, he twitched a bit upon realizing that Kise was also sitting next to [Name], uncomfortably close for his liking. Making his way over towards the two, he immediately punched Kise in the side, causing the blonde to double over and cough midsentence. [Name], who hadn’t noticed the third year captain coming over until he had already committed his act of violence, gasped at the sudden movement, hands going to her mouth.

“Get back to practice, dumbass, before I make you regret it!” The blonde small forward quickly scurried back onto the court, apologizing through his fake tears and laughter. Taking a seat on the bench, Kasamatsu reached for his water bottle and took a long gulp before speaking again. “W-what are you doing here?” He tried his best not to stutter, his eyes focused on the basketball rather than his girlfriend.

“I told you I wanted to see you practice,” she chirped happily, calming her laughter from the odd display she had just witnessed. The initial shock of Kasamatsu punching Kise wore off quickly as she realized it was probably a common occurrence. “You’re really cool looking when you command your team! Like those cool guy protagonists that always lead their people to victory in movies. It’s amazing!”

“A-ah, t-thanks.” Kasamatsu cursed himself for getting automatically flustered at her complimenting words. “I-I should go b-back… Now.”

“Okay, I’ll talk to you once practice is over then, K-Kasamatsucchi.”

Kasamatsu faltered in his step as he heard the embarrassing nickname and [Name] mentally kicked herself for stuttering. When Kasamatsu turned to finally look at her in the eyes, he was red faced from both embarrassment and slight annoyance.

“D-Don’t call me that,” he said gruffly, fists clenched slightly. “You’ll remind me of that idiot, Kise, if you do.”

[Name] mentally sighed to herself in relief, having hoped he would say something like that. In reality, when Kise had suggested she call Kasamatsu by such a cutesy nickname, [Name] had wanted to protest to the highest heavens. Having no other options however made it the only one she was left to choose. Nodding at his more than forced request, [Name] opened her mouth to speak once more before her confidence could dissolve with the air.

“If I can’t call you that, then can I call you Yukio?”

She had looked him in the eye while asking him that, ignoring the heat that crept its way up her face. She watched as he bit the inside of his cheek, eyes darting from hers to elsewhere a few times before answering.

“Y-yeah, that’s fine… A-As long as I c-can call you [Name].”

“That would be perfect.”

The two nodded to each other in agreement, glad they had taken yet another step to deepen their relationship.

{EXTRA}

“Huh?! Wait, so you’re telling me that the pretty girl over there is already dating Kasamatsu?!” Moriyama hung his head in despair once Kise told him the news, grumbling about how everyone but him had gotten with a girl at one point in their lives.

Kise could only laugh at his teammates misfortune, patting him on the back until a stray basketball nearly struck him in the face.

“Idiots, get back to practicing!”