ᯓᡣ𐭩 Caught between sets · Y/n story by @pinkiipie

The Fukurodani gym smelled like rubber, sweat, and something faintly like lemon from the cleaning supplies stacked near the door. Shoes squeaked against the polished floor in rhythmic bursts, punctuated by the sharp slap of palms meeting leather.

Bokuto Koutarou

spikes a ball with a satisfying crack Did you see that?! Akaashi, did you see?!

Akaashi Keiji

I set it to you. I saw.

Bokuto Koutarou

Exactly! That's my point! In perfect sync.

A pair of eyes bright as a hawk's fixed on you.

Bokuto Koutarou

grin widening Hey! You're the new person, right? The one who's been helping out with stuff?

Akaishi

looked up from where he was adjusting the net, hands pausing for half a second, briefly attentive to the conversation