How dare you, you insolent cockroach!

Who gave you the right to insult my hair or choice of clothing!?

IN NO WAY AM I FAT!

I'll have you know that I am more than capable of starting trends!

And who are you to critique MY SERVE?!

So what if I prefer silence!?

It's not like it has anything to do with you!

I bet you don't even play volleyball, or any sport to begin with!

I bet you're an UNFASHIONABLE OBESE IDIOT who thinks you have a say at everything, because you'd rather insult someone than actually make an effort at something!

How did you even get my number, huh?

YOU CREEPY STALKER!

I have no idea who you're referring to that I rejected, but it's not my responsibility to keep track of everyone who stupidly claims to have fallen in love with me!

Do you think I want those confessions!? Go shove them up your ass! They're all yours!

And go crawl back into whatever hole you came from while you're at it, you undignified troll!

Suga, Daichi and Asahi couldn't help but laugh at the sheer intensity of Miya Atsumu's message. They never expected he would be the first to reply, or that he would actually counter each and every one of Suga's insults.

"I never imagined Miya could be so predictable." Suga chuckled to himself as he reread the message once again, patting himself on the back for pushing the younger setter's buttons.

Daichi sighed as he eyed the smaller man's proud disposition. "Well, what are you going to reply?"

Suga shrugged. "Nothing. Let's leave him hanging. He's probably used to instant gratification and undivided attention. So if we want to piss him off, ignoring him is the best way to go."

Asahi glanced at Suga's smirk, feeling a chill run down his spine. "Suga, if there's something I did in the past that wronged you, I apologize."

Suga scoffed at this, waving a hand in the air dismissively when a familiar chime reached his ears. He lit up at the name on his screen. "The black cat is finally awake!"

All three men huddled around the phone to read his reply.

Thank you for the message. I'm honestly very flattered! I'd have to apologize though. You see, I'm already in a relationship. I have been for a while now. But if it's alright with you, I wouldn't mind meeting up over coffee, in the chance that we might end up friends.

All three men immediately moved away from the phone. Daichi turned around to slam a fisted hand on his futon, while Asahi rolled over to lay on his bed face first.

Suga hopped to his feet to pace the room. "What does he mean he's in a relationship?!" He was the first to break the silence. "And what the hell does he mean about meeting up over coffee?!" Was the seemingly responsible and straitlaced Kuroo Tetsurou actually a lecherous player?

Asahi shook a fisted hand in the air in jealously. He may not have been the captain, but he knew the workload the position entailed. That plus the fact that they were in their third year, busy studying for their college entrance exams, whilst being in a top tier volleyball club… He was in shock that the Nekoma captain actually found time to date!

"I wish he'd go bald!" Suga screamed uninhibited. He was barely even able to juggle his studies and club activities. It was entirely unjustifiable that someone was capable of adding 'love life' to that list. "Step on shit!" He added in frustration.

"I hope it rains when he forgets to bring an umbrella! Or that the next thing he buys on a vending machine gets stuck!" Daichi added, folding his arms across his chest in annoyance.

"I hope his alarm clock runs out of battery right before it rings! Or that he buys a doughnut without filling!" Asahi finally joined in, sitting up to glance at Daichi, who reached out to join their hands in a gesture of camaraderie.

Suga sighed. They seriously needed to work on their insults.

"I hope the sole of his shoe falls out when he's running!"

"I hope he sits on bubble gum!"

"I hope his pants' crotch rips while he's in public!"

"I hope a bird craps over his head!"

"OH!" Suga pointed at them in agreement. Now they were talking! But before he could add onto their growing list of curses directed at the black cat, his phone chimed once again.

I'll be honest. This is the first time someone's ever confessed to me, so I don't exactly know how to respond.

Suga tossed the phone to Daichi. "You reply. I don't think I'll be able to stop myself from swearing at him." He lay on his futon, galring at the ceiling in annoyance. Why was life so unfair?

Daichi took a moment to think, before deciding to sticking to the conversation. "So how did your relationship happen? Did you confess?"

Asahi stayed silent seated beside the Karasuno captain, both arms folded on his chest, still bitter about the whole thing.

When the reply chimed in, Daichi read it out loud.

It just happened without either of us confessing. We've known each other for a long while now, so spending time together was natural. One day one of our friends flat out asked how long we've been dating. After that, we reviewed our relationship and realized, we were, in fact, in love. Everything else followed.

All three men were back to cursing at him once again.

"Well isn't that nice?! A longtime friend turned romantic partner!" Suga rolled his eyes. His tone was anything but pleased. "And it happened so organically? How niiiccceeee…"

Daichi grabbed Asahi's hand, dropping the phone onto it unceremoniously. "I don't want to do this anymore."

"Huh?!" Asahi glared at the phone that was now in his grasp. "I don't want to do it either!"

"Then end it!" Suga waved offhandedly, not wanting to hear another word from the annoying black cat. "Tell him to go bald!"

Asahi sighed, typing out a generic message that could get Nekoma's captain off their backs. "I see. I guess this never would have worked out, then. Thank you for replying. I really appreciate it. I don't think I have the courage to meet you though, so let's leave it at this. I wish you all the best."

Thank you. I wish you all the best as well. Take care and eat lots of fish! It's high in docosahexaenoic acid that's good for your health :)

Suga rolled his eyes as Asahi finished reading the message. "Is he trying to sound smart by spelling out DHA?" He scoffed. He didn't have a lot of interactions with Kuroo, but now he was sure, he didn't like him. Not one bit.

The chime of the phone surprised all three men.

"Did he send another message?" Daichi asked, a bit wary at the rigid way Asahi now held himself.

Suga sat up at the sudden silence, raising an eyebrow at Asahi who slowly moved to flip the screen towards them.

Ah

I think

I may have fallen in love

Suga eyed the name of the sender in shock. Tendou Satori. "D-Daichi… This is on you." He began quietly, tapping the captain's shoulder to show his support.

"Why me?!" Daichi panicked, glancing at both men desperately. They refused to meet him in the eye.

Asahi said nothing as he took hold of Daichi's hand, turning it palm up, before imitating his earlier gesture of dropping the phone abruptly. "Good luck."

Daichi dropped the phone onto Suga's futon. "You sent the message! You answer him!"

Suga folded him arms on his chest defiantly. "You penned the entire thing! Besides, I dealt with Kuroo already. So you and Asahi deal with this one."

"Hey why am I involved?" Asahi whined.

Before Suga could retort, his phone lit up with another message. He raised an eyebrow at the sender.

"Miya?" Daichi scrunched his eyebrows at the notification. Did they already send him a reply?

Suga grabbed his phone to glance at the message, before laughing out loud. Daichi and Asahi looked at him questioningly before he slid the phone towards them, still in a fit of giggles. Not long after, Daichi and Asahi started chuckling as well. The sophomore actually resent his entire message after not receiving a reply from them.

Suga asked for the phone back. There was a strange glint in his eyes. "Well, let's not keep him waiting."

Asahi and Daichi watched him type something quickly before he chucked the phone back at them. Daichi sputtered at the sudden toss; the phone flipping out of his grasp twice before he managed to secure it with both hands. He glared at Suga in annoyance, but the silver-haired man simply jutted his chin towards the phone, urging them to look at it.

Asahi craned his neck to eye the chat box. "I'm not a cockroach." He blinked. That was it. That was the message. He glanced at Suga who was grinning like an idiot. Asahi could only imagine the murderous reaction of the Inarizaki setter once he realizes that was all he was getting.

Daichi sighed. "What are we going to do about Tendou?"

Asahi and Suga avoided his gaze, pretending not have heard a word he said. He glared at both men, opening his mouth to chastise them, but the message alert tone beat him to it. "Thank you, but I'm already seeing someone. I apologize."

Suga and Asahi quickly moved towards Daichi to glance at the sender of the message.

"Iwaizumi?!" Asahi failed to hide his surprise and irritation as he gripped the phone in his hand.

"Oh that's just great!" Suga complained as he whipped a hand up in the air. "Yet another idiot who's happily in love!" He folded his arms on his chest bitterly, glaring at the name on the screen, wishing he'd go bald.

Daichi said nothing, but the expression on his face was anything but happy. To say that he was jealous was a gross understatement.

Asahi began typing a reply, not needing any prompting from either men who were too busy wallowing in their own self-pity. He clicked his tongue, erasing his earlier composed message. The angry tone and demanding questioning wasn't right. "I didn't realize you already had someone. I'm sorry."

Don't be. It's fine.

Asahi glanced at curt reply, unsure of what else to say. It seemed Iwa was the type who didn't talk much, not that there was any point in keeping the conversation going any longer. He was in a relationship, just like Kuroo had been. There was no need to keep up the farce. "You always seemed so busy, so I didn't think you had time."

I make sure to make time.

"Why is he trying to sound all smooth?" Suga sat up in annoyance. "I make time." He imitated the Seijoh ace's tone as best as he could, rolling his eyes at the line. He took the phone from Asahi, thinking of a way to expose Iwaizumi. "I feel a bit of regret at confessing too late. If I had told you earlier, would I have had a chance?"

Asahi glanced at the reply Suga penned, feeling a bit nervous at what he thought the smaller man was trying to achieve.

I don't think I can answer a hypothetical question like that truthfully. All I know is that the person I'm with is someone I've cherished for a long time. Ever since we were kids. Not that I would ever admit that out loud.

All three men glanced at each other in silence, feeling a strange newfound respect for wing spiker.

I apologize for being unable to return your feelings.

Suga blinked. "Was Iwaizumi always this…?" He couldn't bring himself to finish his sentence.

"Straightforward?" Asahi added.

"Mature?" Daichi guessed.

"Cool." Suga concluded with a bit of displeasure, to which both men begrudgingly agreed.

Daichi plucked the phone out of Suga's grasp, deciding they should quit messing with the levelheaded Seijoh senior. "It's not the result I wanted, but I'm glad you seem to have found your happiness."

Don't worry, you will too. It'll come when you least expect it. Thank you for your kind words. I really appreciate them. Have a good night.

All three men eyed the reply, astonished at how Iwa's words seemed to have moved their hearts.

"Why do I…?" Suga paused, eyeing the Daichi and Asahi with unbridled surprise. "…seem to admire him even though we were rejected?"

Asahi and Daichi appeared to mirror his sentiments as they nodded in silence.

Suga glanced at the chat box once again. Could Iwaizumi be what you would call a natural charmer? The kind who was unaware of his effect on people, but attracted every one he met regardless? He narrowed his eyes in annoyance. In the end, it was people like him who he wished would go bald the most.

Suga nearly dropped the phone when another message popped out of his screen. He hurriedly passed it off to Daichi, who looked every bit confused by his reaction.

Would you like to meet?

Daichi panicked, chucking the phone off to Asahi.

At the sight of the name, Asahi screamed, trying to fend the phone off to either men who were now running around the room, avoiding his advances. "I don't want to deal with Tendou-san!" He complained. After all, it was the two of them who were responsible with the Shiratorizawa blocker's case. In the aftermath of it all, the phone ended up with Daichi.

"I don't think I have the courage to face you." Daichi sent his reply, all the while glaring at the phone, willing it to stop sending messages.

I see. Then how do you suppose we can get to know each other more?

They all continued to panic. This was getting deeper and more serious than they expected. They were all starting to feel guilty.

"This is all your fault Suga!" Daichi pointed an accusatory finger at the Karasuno vice captain, who in turn, raised a hand against his heart.

"My fault?! I wasn't the one who penned the confession!"

"I told you not to send it!"

"This is both your fault! I told you guys we never should have done this." It was Asahi who interjected this time. He held a hand over his face as if the gesture would hide away all the shame he was feeling.

"Hey!" Suga turned his attention to the negative goatee sitting by the corner wall. "You had just as much fun! It's not fair to pass all the blame on us when you clearly enjoyed this too!" He pushes the phone to Daichi, who flinched away from it, wringing his hands together to avoid having it in his grasp. "Face this head on! Your words made him fall for you! This problem won't just fly away if you ignore it!"

Asahi blinked at the sudden idea. "That's it! Flying!" He begins to create an elaborate story about how the person was currently at the airport, migrating to a different country with family. "It's the only reason I had the courage to finally share my feelings." Asahi finished, before sending the message back to Tendou.

Suga scoffs, eying the Karasuno ace as if he just grew another head. "There's no way that would work!"

"I watched a movie with the same premise." Asahi defended, crossing his arms on his chest defiantly.

I understand. Perhaps we can still exchange messages even when you've gone far away?

All three men quieted down at the hopeful reply. Asahi was holding back tears at this point. "Guys… What are we going to do?"

Sensing Asahi panic, Suga took the phone away from him and began typing. "Perhaps… But I can't promise I'll be able to."

Why not? Can't we at least be friends?

Asahi was full on crying now. He wanted to take it all back. No one was supposed to get hurt over something like this. This wasn't fun anymore.

Suga kept on replying, trying his best to ease their way out of the conversation. "Talking to you, but not being able to see you or be with you… is a bit hard."

Then maybe I can go visit you sometime. What country are you migrating to?

Suga's guilt immediately morphed into annoyance. Damn these private school rich kids who had mommy and daddy's pocket money within their disposal! "Tendou-san, I admit. If only I knew you were this easy to talk to, I would have made an effort much earlier. I'm sorry I'm a coward… But I don't think I can keep holding onto this. One of the reasons I sent you a message was so I could have closure… So I could finally move on from you. As much as it hurts me to end things like this, I feel like I need to do this for myself. I'm sorry for being selfish."

Suga pressed send much harder than needed, huffing at screen. That should make the Shiratorizawa senior give up.

I see. So you make me fall for you, only to leave me hanging.

Suga's lips parted at the unexpected reply. His guilt was back tenfold. He throws the phone at Daichi, not wanting to deal with the redhead any longer. "I give up! I can't do this!" Suga hid his head under one of his pillows, ignoring the way Daichi and Asahi seemed to be passing the phone around.

The responsibility eventually goes to Asahi once again. Unable to think of anything else to reply, he repeatedly types and sends the words 'I'm sorry'. His conscience was killing him.

Then I guess this is it.

Asahi sent one more apology, before Tendou sent them one last reply.

Goodbye.

All three men were quiet now. Lying on each of their futons unmoving. No one dared to make a sound. The weight of their sins were crushing them.

"We should stop this." Daichi whispered with his eyes closed.

Asahi nodded, tears still shinning by the corner of his eyes. "That's what I've been saying."

Suga sighed. Perhaps they were right. Perhaps it was time for them to quit.

The notification alert tone resounded in the room, forcing all three men to eye the lit screen of the phone that somehow ended up a couple of feet away by the door. It was too far to see, but none of them had the courage to read whatever message the Shiratorizawa blocker might have sent them. They stayed on their futons, ignoring the chimes of the phone that showed no indications of stopping.

Suga finally sat up, eying the phone incredulously. He lost count at eight messages. Who on earth was it? With curiosity getting the better of him, he walked over to pick up the phone; his eyes widening at the name flashing on the screen.

Bokuto Kotaro 14 new messages

Suga flipped the phone for Asahi and Daichi to see.

15 new messages

16 new messages

17 new messages

All three men were in disbelief. Suga moved back to the futon, both men gathering to his side to glance at the chatbox that kept moving because of the influx of replies. It seems Bokuto was the kind of person who would type and send away without a care. Most of his messages were one liners and stickers. Even the humming sound he made when he was in thought was sent as one message.

Suga scanned the quick moving messages, summarizing them as best as he could. "So he's single. But he's uncertain about his feelings towards a friend of his?"

Bokuto Kotaro Calling…

Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, Suga tossed the phone over to Daichi, who deflected it right onto Asahi's hands, who accidentally answered it. Grabbing Suga's hand in his, he deposited the phone before crawling all the way to the other side of the room. Suga glanced towards Daichi, only to see that he too was now on the other end of their room. He glared at both of them.

"Hello? Hellooooo? You there? Can you hear me?"

Suga pressed a fist against his forehead before answering the call with his impression of a feminine voice. "Hello?" He whispered shyly.

"O-Oh! Hey! Hehe!" Came the Fukurodani ace's sheepish tone. "Sorry this is all so sudden. I'm not good at texting. I'm better at calls."

Suga fakes a quiet laugh. "I see. I'm not good with calls."

Asahi and Daichi eyed each other from the end of the room, nodding in agreement that it was probably safe to head back to the futon to try and eavesdrop on the conversation. But when they moved to get closer, Suga glared death at them, forcing them to stay by the walls with their hands up in surrender. They watched as his initially shy and quiet demeanor turned exasperated. His eyebrows begin to furrow, one eye twitching as his frown deepened. He opened his mouth to reply several times but the voice on the other end of the line didn't seem to give him a chance to reply.

Suga took a deep breathe to calm himself down, taking time to exhale it slowly. "So let me get this straight. You're asking me, someone who clearly just confessed to you, for love advice concerning someone else you might be interested in?"

"W-Well, yes?" Came Bokuto's uncertain tone. He hummed in deep thought. "I don't really get all the love stuff, yeah? And you give off the vibe that you know a lot about it. So help me out, alright? Hey? Okay?"

Suga felt a vein on his temple throb at the cluelessness of the Fukurodani ace. He had half a mind to think that he was just being rude, but recalling how simpleminded the owl was, Suga was sure he had no idea of the implications of his actions. "Bokuto-san…" His tone was calm but cold. "Do you realize how insensitive you're being?"

"Huh?! How?! In what way?" Came the panicked tone over the phone.

"I just confessed to you… But all you talk about is how you think you might like someone else, going as far as asking me for advice on how to make sure you do like that person, as well as requesting for tips on how to make that person like you back."

"AH!"

Suga had to move the phone away from his ear at the other man's vocal realization. It was an avalanche of apologies after that. He sighed, glancing at the phone without bothering to take note of whatever it was Bokuto was talking about. How Fukurodani's setter was capable of dealing with someone like this was beyond Suga.

"Are you mad?" Bokuto's voice quieted down, sounding much smaller than it usually was.

"No. I'm not." Suga sighed. Sure he was annoying, but for some reason, it was difficult to be mad at someone so stupid. After all, it wasn't like he wanted to be an idiot. He just was.

"Are you sure?" Came his tentative tone. "The person I think I like always tells me that. But in the end, I think it's a lie."

"I'm not lying." Suga insisted, clearing his throat when his voice almost reverted back to his original one.

"Are you sure you're sure? Like is it 50% sure? Or like 97% sure? 33% sure?"

Suga glanced at the phone once again, failing to hide the look of incredulity on his face. What was he? An elementary school student? "I said I'm not mad."

"See! That right there!" Bokuto's voice was back to being unreasonably loud. "The person I think I like says that too! In the exact tone!"

Suga couldn't believe the audacity of this man. Sure he wasn't exactly the one confessing to him, but to be thrown aside during the entire conversation, and not even acknowledged was pissing him off. The idiot hadn't even given him a proper reply! All he could talk about was this person he liked, which he kept claiming he wasn't sure about. But it was so obvious with the way he would always steer the conversation back to it. The Fukurodani ace was clearly infatuated with whoever he was talking about.

"Okay, I've had enough!" Suga hangs the phone up abruptly. It was no surprise that Bokuto attempted to call him again, but after rejecting a couple of them, he was dealt with another barrage of messages, all in apology for his insensitivity, which eventually shifted back to the person he liked once again. They were going in circles!

"I can't do this anymore." Suga opens up Bokuto's contact details and blocks him, sighing at the sudden peace. He was glad they weren't on the same team. He wasn't sure if his sanity would hold well when faced with such a social inept person of his caliber. The silence was short-lived however, because peals of laughter coming from the two other men suddenly filled the room. Suga forgot for a second that he wasn't alone, annoyed by their amusement at his expense.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny guys. I have to say, I really appreciate all your support you gave me." Came his patronizing tone.

His deadpan reply made both men laugh even harder.

"Sorry!" Daichi inserted in between chuckles. "I just never thought an exchange between you and Bokuto-san was something I needed." He laughed once again.

"I think Bokuto-san wins this round!" Asahi tried to catch his breath in between giggles. He bent over, both hands on his knees trying to subdue another onslaught of laughter. "He actually made Suga give up!"

Suga opened his mouth to yell at them, but the sudden sound of a call startled him. He was sure he blocked Bokuto's number, but he wouldn't be surprised if the annoying owl decided to use another phone to contact him.

"What?!"

Miya Atsumu's angry voice boomed from the speakers.

Daichi and Asahi finally stopped laughing, surprised by the unexpected development. They watched as Suga pulled the phone away from his ears, placing it on loud speaker. The Miya setter's livid tone was the only thing they could make out. His words were so fast they were too difficult to understand.

Glancing at the screen for a moment, Suga let the younger setter yell his heart out. When it seemed like he was done, he hung up without a word.

Asahi and Daichi's mouths fell open at the audacious display. They watched Suga reject call after call, before putting the phone on silent mode, letting it ring throughout the rest of the evening.

The three of them started betting on when the Inarizaki's setter would finally give up. Daichi guessed it would end in ten minutes, Asahi on five, and Suga on 15. But when it reached the 30th minute and the calls had yet to cease, all three of them were flabbergasted. They had to hand it to him. He was persistent alright.

Realizing that Miya wouldn't give up until he got the last word, Suga sighed tiredly before answering the phone once again.

"How dare you try and hang up on me you insignificant piece of-"

Suga let him rant, entertaining him for a bit. Once again, when his anger died down, Suga finally responded. "I'm blocking you now."

All three men laughed their asses off, imagining how livid Miya Atsumu would have been when he finally sees that he really had been blocked.

End of chapter three!

I really have a lot of fun writing this story! Sorry it took a while to update. It's honestly hard to get inspiration during these times. I'm just glad the incredulity of this story made me happy lol!

Thank you for reading! Constructive criticism is highly appreciated!