A/N: I hope this is what you were expecting, sorry it took a while to get out, but it's here now! I hope you enjoy it! I love Nishi so much

Prompt: (Y/n) has self-doubts about her worth as a girlfriend, but Nishinoya is here to clear the air

Warning: Negativity, self-doubt, etc. from the reader

Word count: about 600

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Why was Nishinoya dating you? This was a question you often asked yourself when you felt down about yourself. You could not understand why he wanted to be with you, and you've asked! When Nishinoya first told you he wanted to be your boyfriend you had asked why he wanted to.

"Because I really like you, (Y/n)! You're awesome!"

Obviously, his answer was nothing short of characteristic for the short libero. But on that note, the day he 'confessed' to you, you were very shocked, you always saw the way he would ogle at their manager with his best friend. What happened to that little crush? Were you just a rebound, or someone he thought was 'in his league'?

It would make scenes he only developed feelings for you to get over Kiyoko, or something similar. I mean, who would really pick you over Kiyoko? No one would... or at least that's how you saw it. Her long eyelashes, clear and fair skin, dark silky hair, that beauty mark under her lip, her magical grey eyes... She is the definition of beauty and no one has ever seen her and thought otherwise. Kiyoko was just gorgeous and you thought she was the very opposite of yourself. You just couldn't compete... right?

"(Y/n), come sit with me!" Nishinoya called out to you as he made childish grabby hands. You smiled at him, sitting on his bed and beckoning to join him. You got up and sat next to him on his bed. Nishinoya was quick to wrap his arms around you and yank you into his embrace. Nishinoya affectionately snuggled you closer to him after he pulled you onto his lap. you nervously began to mess you your shirt sleeve.

"I'm not crushing you, right?" You asked Nishinoya. Nishinoya laughed and only hugged you tighter.

"Not at all, (Y/n)! You're perfect!" Your boyfriend insisted cheerily. You chuckled awkwardly and shook your head.

"I'm not perfect, Noya," You said, scratching the back of your neck slightly.

"What are you talking about? You're amazing!" Nishinoya insisted supportively.

"I don't think that's true... " You muttered sheepishly.

"Of course it is, you're so nice and smart and funny and caring and awesome!" Nishinoya rambled, not caring that his sentence wasn't technically grammatically correct. "And not to mention you're really hot too." Nishinoya giggled after he spoke and kissed your cheek.

"I mean, I'm really not that--" You were not given the chance to finish your sentence because Nishinoya cut you off,

"No, shush!" He said loudly in a scolding manner. "Stop talking yourself down, it's not healthy. Just because you don't look like someone who you think is attractive, doesn't mean you aren't attractive. Flowers are pretty, but so are Christmas lights and those things don't look anything alike." You were surprised at how serious Nishinoya was being. He hardly took anything this seriously and maybe he was right. You weren't your own type, that's all. Mathematically, if 99% of the population found you unattractive, about 70 million people would still find you attractive.

"You're beautiful, baby, please don't forget that," Nishinoya said. "I love you so much, and I wouldn't love somebody who wasn't awesome!" You laughed as Nishinoya peppered kisses all over your face. You supposed Nishinoya was right to some degree, he wouldn't date someone he didn't think was worthy of his attention and love. You loved Nishinoya and you couldn't be more thankful that he loved you.

"Can we go get ice cream, (Y/n)?"

"Sure, Noya, we can get some ice cream."