[the way the first years give him a wide berth, casting nervous and awed looks in his direction as they scurry around with the rest of the equipment is almost enough to raise his spirits. and he spends some time teasing them, purposely brushing past one or two or returning their stares when he catches them looking. they should respect him, if they're hoping to be regulars on the team soon. he's their setter--a damn good one.
setter or not, though, he eventually ends up wandering back to kita once everything's put away. thankfully, most of the team has already left, and atsumu doesn't have to put up with their curiosity.]
Looks like we're done, cap. [he shoots kita a crooked smile.] You ready to head home?
[Kita considers stepping in. Only for a moment. The teasing stays good-natured, so he lets it run the course. Atsumu interacting - voluntarily - Should be encouraged. Whenever possible.
Finally, everything is packed away to Kita's satisfaction. He sees the stragglers out. Atsumu is the last of them.
[that actually stops atsumu short, mouth falling open for a second.]
We're walking together?
[as soon as the words are out of his mouth, atsumu nearly pinches himself. stupid! the captain just said as much! what's wrong with him? he's not usually so slow on the uptake.]
[As the afternoon sun hits, Kita takes a deep breath. The job is complete. Game won. Everything clean. No one getting lost or starting fights. There's even the strange bonus of Atsumu being agreeable. A good day. All around.
For a second, he lets himself enjoy this. The warm satisfaction that only comes from a task finished.
But - There's always another checkbox to tick.
Kita moves on.]
So. Why can't you cook?
[Again, the statement is mild. Maybe edging into a joking tone?
[wow, straight to it, kita-san? not that atsumu's surprised; their captain is about as straightforward as one can get.]
Haaah... [it's an odd mix of a laugh and a sigh as atsumu tilts his head back.] Never really tried to. Like I said, Samu's the one who actually likes all that.
[he slants a look at kita.] Would you believe me if I said I wasn't interested?
[it is an excuse, of a sort. it's a practical skill, it's just...atsumu knows he wouldn't be half as reluctant if his brother weren't already so invested in the kitchen.
instead of saying so, because that seems too much like admitting a weakness he doesn't want to delve into, atsumu just shrugs with forced nonchalance.]
Yeah, maybe. Do we really need two Miya cooks, though?
[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?
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.
[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.]
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.]
[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.]
[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.
[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'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?
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Date: 2020-11-30 04:52 pm (UTC)setter or not, though, he eventually ends up wandering back to kita once everything's put away. thankfully, most of the team has already left, and atsumu doesn't have to put up with their curiosity.]
Looks like we're done, cap. [he shoots kita a crooked smile.] You ready to head home?
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Date: 2020-12-01 12:57 pm (UTC)Finally, everything is packed away to Kita's satisfaction. He sees the stragglers out. Atsumu is the last of them.
Not a surprise.]
Yes. We can talk on the way.
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Date: 2020-12-02 04:59 pm (UTC)We're walking together?
[as soon as the words are out of his mouth, atsumu nearly pinches himself. stupid! the captain just said as much! what's wrong with him? he's not usually so slow on the uptake.]
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Date: 2020-12-03 11:25 am (UTC)[Lest Atsumu think he's getting out of that. Though it doesn't sound like Kita's actually cross about it?]
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Date: 2020-12-03 05:19 pm (UTC)Heh. Shoulda known you wouldn't let me off the hook that easily.
[he slings his bag over his shoulder, looking at kita expectantly.] Let's go.
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Date: 2020-12-03 08:53 pm (UTC)For a second, he lets himself enjoy this. The warm satisfaction that only comes from a task finished.
But - There's always another checkbox to tick.
Kita moves on.]
So. Why can't you cook?
[Again, the statement is mild. Maybe edging into a joking tone?
Hard to say.]
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Date: 2020-12-03 11:19 pm (UTC)Haaah... [it's an odd mix of a laugh and a sigh as atsumu tilts his head back.] Never really tried to. Like I said, Samu's the one who actually likes all that.
[he slants a look at kita.] Would you believe me if I said I wasn't interested?
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Date: 2020-12-04 02:12 pm (UTC)If you've never really tried, then no. I don't.
[It sounds like an excuse. And Atsumu should know that such an explanation isn't going to fly.]
Look, it doesn't have to be your favorite. But it still needs to get done.
I should really make icons at some point...
Date: 2020-12-04 04:51 pm (UTC)instead of saying so, because that seems too much like admitting a weakness he doesn't want to delve into, atsumu just shrugs with forced nonchalance.]
Yeah, maybe. Do we really need two Miya cooks, though?
Meh, I have 3 NO judgment! XD
Date: 2020-12-04 05:03 pm (UTC)Kita knows a deflection when he sees one.]
We're not talking about 'two Miyas'. We're talking about you, Atsumu.
fair!!
Date: 2020-12-05 07:33 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-12-06 01:15 am (UTC)[The air around them seems to drop a few degrees. Though Kita's pace doesn't change. Or his tone.]
Please stop acting like I'm someone you can bait.
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Date: 2020-12-07 05:10 pm (UTC)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?
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Date: 2020-12-08 11:03 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2020-12-08 06:03 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-12-08 08:05 pm (UTC)[Just - Like that.
Because the conclusion is obvious. Osamu's not an option. For whatever reason. That leaves one candidate available.
Kita was about to offer, except Atsumu got there first.]
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Date: 2020-12-08 08:14 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2020-12-08 08:40 pm (UTC)I know we have pickled plums...
[Atsumu still hasn't agreed, technically. Maybe Kita's stacking the deck.
Just a little.]
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Date: 2020-12-08 08:47 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2020-12-08 08:59 pm (UTC)[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?
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Date: 2020-12-08 09:23 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2020-12-08 09:43 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2020-12-10 05:20 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2020-12-10 06:25 pm (UTC)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?
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Date: 2020-12-10 06:47 pm (UTC)...rice? [sheepishly, he runs a hand through his hair.] Which one is harder to mess up?
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