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Bonus Round 2: Time and Place
Anywhere, anytime ! Out there in the big wide world from the Big Bang to the end of time, there's no limit to where you can go.
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TIME:
PLACE:
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- TIME: 2am
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Prompt:Team In The Zone
Fandom: All Out!, Free!, Kuroko no Basuke, Haikyu!, Kaze ga tsuyoku Fuite iru, Days, Yowamushi Pedal, Yuri on Ice, Oofuri, chiyafuru, keijo, Teppu
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags:: Talk about nervous Gimme some cute,
Do Not Wants: Kishigami Komari, Midousuji Akira, Non-con, bathroom stuff, infidelity, major charater death
Prompt: Time: 10 minutes too early
Place: Their first date.
FILL : TEAM WITH THE WIND, G
Ship/Character: Kageyama Tobio/Hinata Shoyo
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: fluff, nervous dumbasses in love, AU ?? might be canon compliant at least
Word Count: 451 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Me being able to swap Kazuya with Tobio and Eijun with Hinata just proves that those two are basically the same ship (Kazuya is more cunning than sweet Kageyama)
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Tobio was nervous like he had never been before. It wasn’t his first time being nervous, he was no stranger to the symptoms kicking in just before a big match and especially when it was against a powerful team. However, he could rationalise them. Being nervous in those circumstances made sense to him since he was hoping to make it big in the volleyball world whereas he couldn’t now.
Objectively, he was just going to go shopping with Hinata. Nothing to fret, right ? Nothing to write home about or lose sleep over and then miss your alarm to end up rushing to get prepared and run there thus arriving 10 minutes early, right ?
He stopped dead in his tracks as he realised he had been pacing in front of the station where they had agreed to meet. He adjusted his jacket and put his hand through his hair before stopping once again and had to force himself to lean against a poll, hands in his pocket to stop fidgeting. He took a deep breath.
So what if it was their first official date ? It’s not like Hinata would stop fancying him if he was late or not so well put together or even rude…. right ? It was actually a damn miracle that with being all of that daily he had even taken a liking to him to begin with now that he really thought about it.
For the second time since he had arrived, the passengers from the train all left the station and he started scanning the crowd to find a familiar face. It’s only when the flow had stopped that his heartbeat returned to a more controlled pace. He sighed and febrily pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. The idiot still had a good five minutes to get there and he wasn’t known for his punctuality.
Anyway, it wasn’t their first time being alone together so why the nerves suddenly ? Chances were that they were gonna act exactly the same way they always had every time they hang out, just… you know…romantically. He sighed loudly just before being startled by a loud familiar voice.
“KAGEYAMA ?!”
He turned towards the noise and froze.
“Hinata ?”
A pregnant silence stretched between them before Tobio cleared his throat.
“You’re uh.. early ?”
The spiker became suddenly bright red and opened his mouth, stuttering slightly as he pointed accusingly at him.
“Well- I- uh.. HA ! And you ! You were already here ! So what, couldn’t wait for our date ?”
Tobio watched as Hinata hid his face with his hand, his ears turning red as well from the embarrassment. He opened his mouth, but the insult ultimately came out too affectionate, riddled with loving.
“Dumbass.”
FILL: team grandstand, T
Ship/Character: Kawanishi/Shirabu, Kawanishi/Shirabu/Goshiki
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: pre-established non-poly relationship, easing into polyamory, Goshiki is a puppy, author has forgotten how to tag and needs sleep,
Word Count: 1374
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet (please let me know what you plan on doing, as I would like to maybe continue this)
I… want to continue this. Later, when it’s not almost 3am.
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Goshiki bounces on the heels of his feet, blatantly ignoring the bench beside him, radiating nervous energy and unable to stay still, playing with his hands, shifting on his feet, looking around, checking his messages, the time... Which he checks for the fifteenth time in as many minutes. Unsurprisingly, it doesn’t make it go any faster.
He bites back a frustrated sound- he knew he should have waited longer before leaving his apartment, but he’d been going round in circles, and had been too worried about forgetting the time if he started something to distract himself. And so, he’d gotten here 45 minutes too early for his date.
It’s 5:30. He has another 30 minutes to wait, and barely stops himself from pulling at his hair in frustration, afraid of messing it up - gone are the bangs he used to be teased for, replaced with something maybe more generic, but definitely much better if the way Kawanishi-san had looked at him was any indication.
If he’s being honest, Goshiki can’t even believe he’s here, about to have this date. Seeing Kawanishi again after several years had been both a breath of fresh air and absolutely terrifying - not because Kawanishi was scary (well, sort of, sometimes), but because Goshiki had thought he’d been over his high school crush on his upperclassman, that thought had been completely obliterated once he’d caught sight of Kawanishi in the cafe he currently works at : he’d grown even taller; towering easily over even Goshiki, with a lean frame that let him daydream about lifting him into his arms if he so wanted.
Goshiki snaps himself out of mentally admiring Kawanishi now that he’s twenty-one, and checks the time again. The 5:33 that glares back feels like it’s trying to insult him, and Goshiki lets out a frustrated groan, stepping back to finally sit down on the bench, sighing and leaning back, closing his eyes as his knee bounces.
This date means a lot to him. The stakes are high- almost too high; It’s one thing to have your crush agree to go on a date, it’s another entirely to have their boyfriend of two years, whom you also have a giant crush on, to want to come too.
The thundering of his ribcage almost drowns out Goshiki’s racing thoughts - almost. Although he’s not sure there’s any way to drown out the thought of Shirabu Kenjirou; he likes to think that if there was, he’d have found what it was by now.
Goshiki hasn’t had the pleasure of seeing Shirabu in the flesh again like he had Kawanishi (who had taken two visits to the cafe he works at and a total of twenty-two minutes to invite him on this date, not that Goshiki had been counting), all he has to update the high school memory of Shirabu is his profile picture in their group-chat : he looks the same as ever, if a little less baby-faced - his bangs are still cut in that oddly beautiful way, and he still looks perpetually bored, but Goshiki finds himself as enthralled as ever. Maybe he has a type, and maybe that type is “bored but could still kill you with one look” and maybe he doesn’t really mind.
Maybe he’s a bit of a masochist. He did spend three years training under Washijou after all, and two of those were spent with Shirabu as his captain… Goshiki’s eyes open slowly and glaze over as he remembers one particular practice session, Shirabu, sweaty and angry, yelling at some first years and turning to snap at him that he was the ace and that he needed to get his act together or else.
There’s heat in his cheeks and Goshiki is definitely a bit of a masochist.
The time reads 5:37 and Goshiki slumps, almost wishing he were at practice so that time would go faster. Instead, he sighs, forces himself to still, and closes his eyes again
-
There’s a voice in his peripheral, bringing him back to consciousness,
“Should we wake him up?”
A familiar voice, joined by another, just as familiar, even after all this time,
“Of course we should! He shouldn’t be sleeping in the first place, it’s dangerous, he could get mugged. You never said he was still a danger to himself when you said you wanted to take him on a date.”
“You never asked. You just agreed immediately when I told you he still acted like a puppy.”
“Shut up, Taichi.”
Goshiki knows he should wake up, and open his eyes, but he’s always been a slow riser, it’s why he tries not to nap,
“You wish. Oh look, he’s stirring…”
“Of course he is, you’re too loud.”
“You’re not exactly whispering yourself, you know?”
“Didn’t I just tell you to shut up?”
“Again. You wish.”
“Fuck you.”
“I do, a lot even.”
Goshiki’s brain obviously decides he’s heard enough and the next thing he knows he’s bolting upright, standing so quickly he almost collides with someone - that someone is Shirabu, and Goshiki has a hard time picking his jaw up off the floor. Shirabu only raises an eyebrow at him, face impassive if not for the obvious (to him anyway) upwards pull of those lovely lips,
“Shirabu-san..!” Under any other circumstances, it would have been too loud, but Shirabu has stolen his breath away, and his words reflect that, breathless as they are. There’s a snort next to them and they turn to look at Kawanishi,
“He reacted like that to me too. Almost dropped my coffee. Didn’t I tell you he’s still adorable?” Goshiki feels his cheeks burn at the words, and Shirabu rolls his eyes - somehow, even that looks graceful.
“Yeah yeah. Whatever. Tsutomu is cute, what’s new?” Goshiki may or may not have self-combusted and gone to heaven, he’s not sure. Kawanishi and Shirabu are calling him cute, and he probably shouldn’t be as pleased as he is about this piece of information.
“What time did you get here anyway? We’re ten minutes early…” The question comes from Kawanishi, and Goshiki’s neck is probably going to hurt from the two different angles, what with Kawanishi being half a head taller than him and Shirabu being almost an entire head shorter.
He couldn’t care less.
“Yes!” He stands straighter to answer the question, “I got here at quarter to five!” He answers, practically shouting, and his cheeks burn even brighter, internally berating himself for his loudness.
The other two don’t seem to mind though, Kawanishi offering a hand, and Goshiki belatedly realizes he hasn’t greeted him yet,
“Kawanishi-san! It’s great seeing you again! You look amazing!” He blurts, taking Kawanishi’s hand and shaking it. There’s another snort, this time from Shirabu, and he looks over to him, hoping he didn’t make him jealous - he has no idea how this is supposed to work, his dating life hasn’t been the most active (how could it be, when he compares everyone to the two men currently standing in front of him?), let alone how things are going to work with three people instead of two.
He’s about to apologize profusely to Shirabu and starts offering his other hand to him in an attempt to make amends, but cuts himself off when Kawanishi doesn’t release his hand and instead links their fingers together, prompting Goshiki to stare, dumbfounded, at their hands,
“Is this okay?” Kawanishi’s voice is gentle, uncharacteristically-so, gone is the bored drawl Goshiki is used to. All he can do is nod rapidly, almost giving himself whiplash in the process. There’s movement in his other hand, still outstretched towards Shirabu, fingers lacing with his, much smaller and more delicate than Kawanishi’s.
“Calm down, Tsutomu, we’re not going to eat you…” Comes Shirabu’s reassurance and Goshiki nods, doing his best to settle into this new dynamic of theirs, already looking forward to what’s to come,
“Yet.” Kawanishi adds, and Goshiki’s face burns, even as he grins brightly, listening to Shirabu snap at Kawanishi and feeling his heart soar as he stands between the two of them, where he’s always wanted to be.
He has no idea how these things work, but he thinks that the three of them can figure it out.