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What it says on the tin.
[Was he drinking? Bokuto can't remember if he mentioned that before. He most likely forgot.
Bokuto doesn't appear to be worried and tugs Kita for his jacket and makes a dash down the corridor towards the back of the house. It leads into the small kitchen that has a back door, currently open. There are few girls loitering around, but no one Kita was wary of.]
Bokuto doesn't appear to be worried and tugs Kita for his jacket and makes a dash down the corridor towards the back of the house. It leads into the small kitchen that has a back door, currently open. There are few girls loitering around, but no one Kita was wary of.]
[The drinking hadn't been directly mentioned, no.
Too bad.
Maybebut probably not a closer eye would have been kept on Kita. To make sure he doesn't stumble into one of the girls. Causing her to yelp, spill candy across the floor.
There's a triumphant shout from down the hall.
"Heeeeeeey I spy an OWL and a FOX!"]
Too bad.
Maybe
There's a triumphant shout from down the hall.
"Heeeeeeey I spy an OWL and a FOX!"]
[a simple phrase like that shouldn't hit atsumu that hard, but it does. he sucks in a breath, step faltering.
then, he shakes his head.]
Are you sure about that, Kita-san? [he gives his captain a sly smile.] Samu and I, we're supposed to be a package deal.
then, he shakes his head.]
Are you sure about that, Kita-san? [he gives his captain a sly smile.] Samu and I, we're supposed to be a package deal.
[Bokuto is nothing if not a man of his word.
He doesn't care about spilled candy or star-struck girls or anything else that's around them; he hears the yell and he instantly grabs Kita's hand, pulls him out of the building, lifts him, and throws him over his shoulder fireman style (it's easier to move that way) and dashes through the back garden and gate.
And he's not stopping until he finds a proper spot to hide, probably under the staircases of some apartment building.]
He doesn't care about spilled candy or star-struck girls or anything else that's around them; he hears the yell and he instantly grabs Kita's hand, pulls him out of the building, lifts him, and throws him over his shoulder fireman style (it's easier to move that way) and dashes through the back garden and gate.
And he's not stopping until he finds a proper spot to hide, probably under the staircases of some apartment building.]
[There's a startled grunt from Kita. Then the world's passing by in jolts. Sideways houses, upside-down traffic lights. He screws his eyes shut.
Waits for the bouncing to stop.]
Could you - put me down? I think I'm going to throw up.
Waits for the bouncing to stop.]
Could you - put me down? I think I'm going to throw up.
[scary, he thinks. atsumu's pretty sure he didn't imagine the chill going down his spine right now. he shivers.]
Never said you were, cap. [he finally mumbles, mouth twisting unhappily.] Just what do you want me to say here? That we don't really need something else they associate with both of us?
Never said you were, cap. [he finally mumbles, mouth twisting unhappily.] Just what do you want me to say here? That we don't really need something else they associate with both of us?
Yes. Because that actually helps to know.
[Honesty? Helping? More likely than you think.
Kita's quiet for a few moments. Considering this. He doesn't have siblings, and can't even begin to imagine what being a twin is like. Growing up and told you're part of a set.]
Excuse me if this is wrong. It sounds like there's actually two problems. One is wanting to have independent interests - maybe even not stepping on Osamu's?
The second is you do need to take care of yourself.
[Honesty? Helping? More likely than you think.
Kita's quiet for a few moments. Considering this. He doesn't have siblings, and can't even begin to imagine what being a twin is like. Growing up and told you're part of a set.]
Excuse me if this is wrong. It sounds like there's actually two problems. One is wanting to have independent interests - maybe even not stepping on Osamu's?
The second is you do need to take care of yourself.
[the more kita talks, the higher atsumu's shoulders climb. is this what being dissected feels like? to be cut open and have all the vulnerable squishy bits that would normally be hidden exposed?]
Sounds about right. But I'm not gonna ask Samu for help, if that's what you're thinking. [it's mumbled, sullen. there's something in his tone that says he's not ready to talk about this, not even if kita turns that stern captain's gaze on him. he hasn't even talked to osamu about any of this, for fuck's sake. there's no doubt his twin is the one who knows him best, but their relationship's a complicated one. it'll just take more than one walk home to untangle.]
Hey. [there's that sly tone again, though kita's probably realized by now it's just atsumu putting his guard up.] If it's that important, maybe you should teach me.
Sounds about right. But I'm not gonna ask Samu for help, if that's what you're thinking. [it's mumbled, sullen. there's something in his tone that says he's not ready to talk about this, not even if kita turns that stern captain's gaze on him. he hasn't even talked to osamu about any of this, for fuck's sake. there's no doubt his twin is the one who knows him best, but their relationship's a complicated one. it'll just take more than one walk home to untangle.]
Hey. [there's that sly tone again, though kita's probably realized by now it's just atsumu putting his guard up.] If it's that important, maybe you should teach me.
[atsumu falters on the next step. he turns stunned eyes on kita, searching for anything that might help him understand what kita's thinking.]
Wait...really? You're not pulling my leg are you?
[he'd only suggested it as a deflection, to change the subject; he hadn't expected kita to actually agree.]
Wait...really? You're not pulling my leg are you?
[he'd only suggested it as a deflection, to change the subject; he hadn't expected kita to actually agree.]
[he might be eyeing kita incredulously now, a reluctant smile pulling at his lips.]
Cap... are you tryin' to bribe me over to your house? First the sass yesterday, now this... you're gonna give everyone a heart attack if you spring them on us like this, you know.
[admittedly, the pickled plums are very tempting. he still remembers the taste of the ones kita had left for him last year, and figures kita's probably being humble about his cooking skills. like he is with everything else.]
Cap... are you tryin' to bribe me over to your house? First the sass yesterday, now this... you're gonna give everyone a heart attack if you spring them on us like this, you know.
[admittedly, the pickled plums are very tempting. he still remembers the taste of the ones kita had left for him last year, and figures kita's probably being humble about his cooking skills. like he is with everything else.]
Huh. I guess that's what it sounds like, doesn't it.
[Aran would shove him, probably. Laugh that it's okay to want things.
Does he want this? Well. He wants to know Atsumu won't try to survive on junk food because of his pride. So... maybe? Kita shrugs. As much to Atsumu as his inner dialogue.]
Well?
[Aran would shove him, probably. Laugh that it's okay to want things.
Does he want this? Well. He wants to know Atsumu won't try to survive on junk food because of his pride. So... maybe? Kita shrugs. As much to Atsumu as his inner dialogue.]
Well?
[that reluctant smile grows until atsumu's ducking his head in a surprisingly bashful gesture.]
Yeah, all right. I've just gotta call home and let them know.
[this isn't how he imagined his day going, but atsumu's not exactly complaining.]
Yeah, all right. I've just gotta call home and let them know.
[this isn't how he imagined his day going, but atsumu's not exactly complaining.]
[There's the smallest tug in Kita's chest. Seeing Atsumu warm up like that. Almost... an unwinding. Relief that the plan's been accepted.]
Good. This way.
[By the time Atsumu finishes, they're walking up to a small blue house. The front scrubbed clean, flowers nodding up the walk. There are Better Home covers that would be jealous of this place.]
This is ours - I'm home.
[Called to an empty living room, as Kita unlaces his shoes.]
Good. This way.
[By the time Atsumu finishes, they're walking up to a small blue house. The front scrubbed clean, flowers nodding up the walk. There are Better Home covers that would be jealous of this place.]
This is ours - I'm home.
[Called to an empty living room, as Kita unlaces his shoes.]
[Bokuto wouldn't mind if Kita threw up on him, to be honest, if he that meant getting him to safety (he's overdoing it a little at this point). But he also doesn't want to make things even worse for him so he switches from run to slow walk as he turns the corner.
Then gently puts Kita down to sit on the stairs in the small alleyway. There's literally no one here. There's sound of cats down the street, but they are not going there.]
Out and safe! You alright?
Then gently puts Kita down to sit on the stairs in the small alleyway. There's literally no one here. There's sound of cats down the street, but they are not going there.]
Out and safe! You alright?
[a rare glimpse into the captain's home life... atsumu wonders if anyone else on the team has been here before. the thought of being the first to see it sits oddly in his chest--in a good way, he thinks.]
Sorry for the intrusion... [atsumu says carelessly, also out of habit. he toes his shoes off once the laces are untied, then looks around the house with curiosity.] Nice place you got here.
Sorry for the intrusion... [atsumu says carelessly, also out of habit. he toes his shoes off once the laces are untied, then looks around the house with curiosity.] Nice place you got here.
[Aran's visited a couple of times. That's it. Which must explain the mental lurch Kita feels. Seeing Atsumu here. It's just... odd. Seeing that familiar stance in a house, instead of the court.
Kita shakes it off. Smiles.]
Thank you.
This way. Oh, my parents probably won't be home while we're here.
[So no worry about witnesses?
The kitchen is bright, airy, and spotless. Of course. Except it doesn't feel sterile - Just ready. Surfaces clear, pans gleaming. Primed for any task ahead.]
What would you like to start with - Rice? Or noodles?
Kita shakes it off. Smiles.]
Thank you.
This way. Oh, my parents probably won't be home while we're here.
[So no worry about witnesses?
The kitchen is bright, airy, and spotless. Of course. Except it doesn't feel sterile - Just ready. Surfaces clear, pans gleaming. Primed for any task ahead.]
What would you like to start with - Rice? Or noodles?
[kita's guess is right; the lack of witnesses does make atsumu relax. it's enough that he's comfortable enough to smile crookedly in kita's direction, once he's done a cursory inspection of the kitchen.]
...rice? [sheepishly, he runs a hand through his hair.] Which one is harder to mess up?
...rice? [sheepishly, he runs a hand through his hair.] Which one is harder to mess up?
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