My Boyfriend, the Idiot Kageyama

I have a boyfriend. He's an idiot.

From the day I met him until now, his head has never held anything besides volleyball. He's an idiot with vacant eyes and a vacant head.

But both of us are perfectly happy with our relationship.

For example...

My idiot boyfriend and I both have a hard time choosing milk.

After we started dating, we decided to take turns buying two bottles of milk every day.

Then we'd stand by the vending machine and play rock-paper-scissors.

Kageyama: "You lost."

Me: "..."

"It's your turn to choose today." He held two bottles of milk in his hands and said bluntly, "Hurry up. Class is about to start."

I slapped him just as bluntly. "Don't rush me. I'll take both."

And then there's this...

Me: How did we even get together?

Idiot boyfriend: ...I forgot.

I thought about it and realized I'd pretty much forgotten, too.

I silently accepted that reality.

So I guess I'm an idiot, too.

I turned away, pretending nothing had happened, and stood up to accept the truth.

Kageyama reached out and grabbed my wrist. He stood up, lowered his eyes to look at me, and spoke seriously.

"But I still remember what you looked like the first time you kissed me."

Me: ...

Don't look so proud. I'm not going to praise you.

Because...

"You were the one who kissed me, you bastard!!"

A few little notes:

◆Thanks for reading!

◆Slice-of-life, diary-style writing.

◆Crossover: Haikyuu!!, Monthly Girls' Nozaki-kun, and a few less well-known manga.

◆OOC, OOC, OOC, sorry!

◆Currently revising.

Theme: They're birds.