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shhh-no-ones-home · 4 years

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passed duff mckagan x reader

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this was originally supposed to be super sad but now its not so yay! lol its whatever ill probably write another one that is in a bit. again its only half edited so if there are any errors, sorry.

Song: 400 lux by lorde

tag list: @cynic-spirit @satans-arse @slashscowboyboots

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Duff leaned into me, the bottle in his hand landing in my lap as he gripped it tightly. He had been drinking most of the night like he usually did and I finally got him calmed down enough to sit still. The rest of the guys were passed out around the room and I refused to sleep until I knew they were all comfortable and safe. Duff was the only one left, still trying to get me to laugh as he poked my cheek a few times, being way too close to my face with his own.

"Come on, isn't it just a little funny."

He slurred, making an inch with his fingers. I glared over at him, brows raised.

"No duff, you need to go to bed."

I said, trying not to mother him but it coming out that way anyways. He pouted and sat back, his hands landing in his own lap now as he sat further into the couch.

"This sucks."

He said, looking at the ground. I drew my brows in confusion.

"What sucks?"

He sighed, lifting his shoulders in a half shrug.

"You don't like me anymore."

He said softly.

"What makes you think that?"

He let out a short laugh.

"I have a list actually."

He said matter-of-factly. I raised a brow in shock.

"Is that so?"

He looked over at me and nodded.

"Yeah."

I turned to look at him.

"Care to enlighten me?"

He mirrored my actions, his hair falling away from his face, the black streak at his neck showing itself.

"You don't laugh at my jokes anymore."

He said a little hurt and I snorted.

"Okay?"

He nodded once.

"Yeah, and you don't talk to me anymore when we're on the road."

I drew my brows together again, trying to think of a time when we had sat down to talk just the two of us. I was coming up empty handed though.

"And don't think I didn't notice the way you talk to me now, like I'm some sort of child."

He said scoffing, pulling a cigarette out of his jacket pocket and lighting it. I sat and thought for a second. I guess I have been doing all of these things but it wasn't because I didn't like him anymore. If anything it was the opposite. He sat forward again as I stared at the couch in defeat.

"Duff..."

I started, looking up at him and reaching up to run my fingers through his hair. He dropped his head back against the couch and looked at me as I twirled a piece of his mane around my forefinger.

"I still like you, I promise, It's just..."

I paused, opening and closing my mouth before finding the right words.

"It's just, I feel like I've gone from friend to caretaker."

I sighed, closing my eyes.

"I'm tired. Keeping you all on track is like herding kittens. I feel like I don't have time to myself anymore. I don't laugh at your jokes because I don't have the energy. I don't talk to you on tour because I'm too busy making sure everyone is where they're supposed to be. And I've been treating you like a child because you've been acting like one, hell you all have."

I looked over at him and he was staring at me intently.

"I'm sorry."

Was all he said. I sent him a soft smile.

"You shouldn't be sorry. If anything I should've known what I was getting into when I joined the team."

He grabbed my hand away from his hair and kissed the palm of it, me resting it against his cheek when he let go.

"But you shouldn't have to deal with us. We are five grown men, we should know how to take care of ourselves."

He said in an almost demanding tone. I ran my thumb over his cheekbone.

"Yeah, you'd think so."

He rolled his head forward.

"No, we should, really. Starting tomorrow I'm getting all these guys asses into gear. You don't need to deal with us. We can take care of ourselves."

I rested my hand on the back of the couch.

"Okay duff."

I said half amused. He leaned forward and set the bottle on the coffee table, cigarette still burning between his lips.

"We'll make it up to you."

I readjusted in my spot so my back was against the arm rest now.

"Deal but if you wanna make a difference right now you'll go to bed."

I said, yawning. He sighed, plucking the stick from his mouth and dabbing it out in the ash tray. I watched as he stretched, his back popping.

"Okay."

He said softly, sitting back before leaning over me. My eyes went wide as he wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on my chest and getting comfy.

"Uh, duff?"

I asked. He hummed in response, tightening his grip on me. I sighed and relaxed into him, he was warm. A nice contrast to the basement air.

"Nevermind."

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When I woke up all I could focus on was duffs breathing on the back of my neck. I didn't want to open my eyes yet out of fear of being met with one of the other guys scolding us. At some point during the night we had switch positions, duff now spooning me from behind but a death grip still around my torso. It was comfortable if I was being honest and he was still a welcomed warmth. I heard a soft click sound before half opening one eye. Sat in front of me was two coffee mugs and a pair of legs I didn't need to look up to know were axl's.

"Sleep good?"

He asked, finally drawing my attention. I looked at him and rubbed my eyes.

"I guess."

I said groggily.

"You two get into some things after we all fell asleep?"

He asked, raising his brows and taking a drink from his own mug. I sent him an annoyed look, trying to sit up but duff pulling me back down. I sighed out in defeat.

"No actually but when duffs drunk it's kind of hard to move him."

I said trying again but failing. Duff groaned against me. I looked back at him to see his face scrunched up.

"Sto-op."

He whined, digging his face into my back. I looked up to axl for help and he just laughed at me.

"Just making sure you didn't sleep with my bass player."

He said amused. I breathed deeply.

"As if."

He shrugged and turned to walk away.

"You might want to drink that before it gets cold."

He said making his way to the stairs and walking back up them, his feet heavy against the wood.

"Duff you gotta let go."

I said softly, running my hand over his. He made a noise low in his throat.

"But you're so comfy and warm."

He protested, gripping my shirt tightly in his hands.

"Axl brought coffee."

I wooed, trying to persuade him. I felt him shift, poking his head up to look at the coffee table. I leaned back and he looked down at me.

"Good morning gorgeous."

He said in his best flirty tone, smirking at me.

"You're not funny."

I said finally able to sit up. I stretched out as he moved behind me, also sitting up and reaching for a mug.

"I think I'm hilarious."

He said boldly, taking a sip and moaning softly. I sent him a weird look before picking the other mug up. I Inhaled the scent of it but didn't actually take a drink, just holding it in my icy hands. I heard duff yawn before he dropped his head to my shoulder.

"i dont wanna be awake."

he groaned out and i rested my head on the top of his.

"you have a headache yet?"

i asked, feeling him shake his head no against me.

"then you can nap later."

i heard him yawn again before sitting upright and grabbing the half cigarette from the ash tray. i watched as he lit it, setting his mug back down first.

"hangover naps are the best naps."

he said, exhaling smoke out his nose. i laughed a little bit.

"whatever you say duff."

he looked over at me and offered a sleepy smile.

"you still okay if i crash at your place tonight?"

i nodded.

"as always."

i said, raising my mug to him in a toast before taking a drink.

"welp, i guess i better keep my word."

he said, putting his cig out and standing. i looked up at him as he reached down and grabbed his own mug.

"wait, really?"

i asked and he laughed.

"i promised id get them into gear, so thats what im gonna do."

i smiled to myself as he made his way to the stairs.

"hey duff?"

i asked and he paused, one foot on the bottom stair and one on the ground still.

"yeah?"

i nodded slowly.

"thanks."

he raised his mug back to me like id done before.

"no, thank you."

he said before making his way slowly up the stairs. i sat back and sighed. hopefully that works.

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theravencawsatmidnight · 4 years

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Little Pet Part Five. 💋

A/N. Three updates in one day woof. Enjoy some League and Reader! Thank you for reading! ( all parts under MrShigaraki tag!)

You did not go to sleep right away. Instead you held youreself breathing slowly trying to calm down. You were still a little upset over youre quirk and wanted to forget youre conversation with Mr.Shigaraki . But you were able to open up to him .. when he first took you in you kind of refused to talk about personal things. You pulled the blanket over youre head closing youre eyes hoping tomorrow was better.

The next day you were still asleep under the blanket when Shigaraki came down with Dabi. He clicked his teeth going over lifting the blanket to see you still asleep.

“Now what.” He groaned

“We could put them on the couch while we move the bed”Dabi suggested going over scooping you up in his arms. He turned and Shigaraki pulled the blanket off the bed following the him up the stairs. You shuffled around in his arms making little noises and Shigaraki tried to look past Dabi.

“Whats wrong? .” He asked annoyed

“Probably a dream” he walked through the doorway sideways and went to the main room setting you on the couch. You curled up and Shigaraki threw the blanket on you.

“Okay. Spinner help Dabi” Shigaraki ordered and the two went downstairs to move the bed and gather what little things you had. He heard Twice moving things into Toga’s room and he spotted Kurogiri at the bar chuckling.

“What” snarked Shigaraki

“Oh nothing Tomura Shigaraki”

“Mhm. Kurogiri.”

“Yes Tomura Shigaraki?”

“Im going to kill Overhaul, or at least make him suffer. Ill be taking Mr.Compress along with Spinner and Dabi.”

Kurogiri nodded and felt some tension in his shoulders. “Alright Tomura Shigaraki”

Spinner and Dabi somehow made it up the stairs with the bed without arguing and moved through the room going down the hall to the bedrooms . Toga and Twice came out too. “We did it!!!!! I did most of it” Twice said. “No you didint!!!” Argued Toga.

“Be quiet. ...” Shigaraki turned to look at you and saw you sitting uo rubbing youre eye.

“Mr.Shigaraki..?” You yawned pulling the blanket around youreself leaning on the couch. Shigaraki had to stop himself from going over to comfort you. Not in front of the League...

“Everything is in youre new room, down the hall last room on the left.” He said . “Go set it up how you want. And tell Twice what you want.”

You got up pulling the blanket on youre head walking towards Shigaraki. You gave him a sleepy smile walking past him and said ‘hello’ to Kurogiri. Shigaraki scratched at his neck watching you walk around .

“So what do you want!!! We can pick it up.” Twice said

“Anything pretty? Ohh! A bloody rose?” Toga added eagerlly.

You laughed a bit rubbing youre eye. “Tulips.. roses are nice too , violets., orange seeds.. please..”

The two villains agreed rushing out of the hideout and you went down the hall . You were a little nervous, it would just be the bed but .. being on the same floor as everyone else was a little nervewracking. The only doors that were open were Toga’s and Yours. You looked at each door trying to figure out which one belong to Mr.Shigaraki. Finally you arrived at the last door peeking in to see Dabi and Spinner walking towards you. Dabi pat youre head and Spinner said hello following him out.

You skipped in and the blanket fell to the floor. It was a medium sized room. The bed was in the far left corner along with youre blanket. On the wall next to it was a opened window with the sun shining on the bed. You felt a chill on your right side making you glance over to see another opened window. Youre heart felt like it was going to burst with happyness.

“Dont make a mess already pick this up Pet.” Shigaraki said clicking his teeth. He must of come in at some point but you did not hear him. You turned to him holding youreself on the verge of crying.

“No crying. Just say ‘thankyou’” he said with his hand on his hip

“Thank you Mr Shigaraki. !!!” You grabbed the blanket folding it over in a messy fashion and put it on youre bed. You ran back to Shigaraki and hugged him thanking him again. He placed his other hand on youre head with his pinkie up petting slowly.

“ i expect this room to stay clean. Ill have Dabi get you a dresser or something too.” He leaned into you pulling you closer to him. You peaked up at him looking a little nervous and he flicked youre fore head.

“What.”

“Can i... have one of youre shirts?” You said pressing youre face in his chest.

“..for what reason.”

“To hold.. while i sleep. “

He thought on this odd request, rubbing his chin. “Asking for a lot lately Pet.”

You flinched . “I.. i know Mr.Shigaraki. I know its not my place to ask for so much”

He was about to answer but he heard Toga and Twice return. He peeled you off of him and gestured to the door. “Go get youre.. seeds.. i need to talk to Kurogiri”

“Ok..uhm..”

“You can go plant them just hurry up”

You thanked him and left the room to find Twice and Toga outside. You were a little paranoid though and sad.. it was not to much to ask for was it? Toga held up a Bonsai plant and Twice handed you some packets of seeds.

“We got you a plant to! We stole it” he said

“You can keep it in youre room Y/N!” Toga said giving you the plant and seeds.

You got teary eyed hugging the items . “Thank you i... i dont know what to say...”

“No need to thank us! We are happy to do it” Toga said hugging you before leaving with Twice.

You sat down by the little pile of dirt that Dabi cleared out for you . It was a pile of dirt with some roacks around it . Turns out there was a small yard in the corner of this dead end back yard. You made little holes and started opening the packets.

Shigaraki was with everyone in the main room , except he was at the bar with Kurogiri, who was chuckling.

“Its normal Tomura Shigaraki”

“They are asking for a lot though.” He said rolling his eyes . “A shirt? I dont have a endless supply of shirts Kurogiri. “

“Can you really bring yourself to say no to them though Tomura Shigaraki?”

He groaned turning away folding his arms. “Tch.. everyone.”

The League turned their attention to their leader.

“Listen up... were gonna kill that bastard Overhaul” Shigaraki got off his chair standing straight. “Hes going to pay for what he did to Y/N”

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icaberries · 7 years

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Destination: In Your Arms

Title: Destination: In Your Arms

Author: kagstsukki

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairings: Kageyama Tobio/Kindaichi Yuutarou/Kunimi Akira, Oikawa Tooru/Kuroo Tetsurou

Tags: Soulmate AU, Canon Divergence, Polyamory, Long Distance Relationships

Word Count: 2,914 words

Author’s Note: Hiiiiiii~ <3 This was written for @okiiita for the who @hqrarepairexchange. They listed KinKuniKage and OiKuroo as their rare ships. I couldn’t decide which one to focus on so I just did both of them! I hope you like it! (^3^)~<3

Edit: I’m shit with measurements. I changed some of the distances because they did not make sense ;)

Summary:

"Your soulmate is coming?"

Fuck. "Ah...yeah...He'll be here at the opening ceremony. I hope."

"That's nice." Kageyama looks wistful as he stares at his bandaged left wrist. His right hand twitches as if itching to see his numbers, but it stays by his side.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Your soulmates must be watching wherever they are, right?" Kuroo ruffles his hair playfully and Kageyama blushes in embarrassment.

9:08pm, 1200 meters

Tobio: We're boarding our bus now. We'll get to Tokyo around 5am.

Akira: Have a safe trip.

Yuutarou: When does your first game start?

Tobio: Two days from now. We have a day for sightseeing and one for training.

Tobio: Do you want me to bring home anything?

Yuutarou: the Nationals trophy

Tobio: That's already a given

Tobio: ...

Tobio: I really wish you guy could come with me.

Yuutarou: We want to

Yuutarou: But we still have school. I don't think our parents would want us to skip just to head to Tokyo.

Tobio: :(

Akira: Cheer up. The finals is on a weekend, right? We'll be there.

Akira: For now we'll cheer you on from here.

Yuutarou: Oikawa-san is gonna bring his laptop. We can watch the live stream during breaks or after training.

Tobio: Oikawa-san's gonna watch?

Akira: Kuroo-san is participating, isn't he?

Tobio: Ohhhh...

Tobio: That's nice.

Yuutarou: Shit. I gotta go. My Mom's making me go to bed early.

Yuutarou: Have a safe trip, Tobio! Good night!

Yuutarou has logged out

Akira: I have to go to. I have an exam next week.

Akira: You'll do great out there, Tobio.

Tobio: Thank you.

Tobio: Good night, Akira.

Akira: <3

Tobio: <3

Akira has logged out

Tobio has logged out

9:30pm, 1200 meters

Tanaka arrives last, muttering something about his sister and dramatic goodbyes, and they finally make their way to Tokyo.

Kageyama looks out of the window at Karasuno High School with its closed lights and empty hallways. Under normal circumstances, tomorrow would just be another day for weekend training. However, tomorrow they would be miles away in a different city, participating in a tournament that could make a mark in the history of the Karasuno VBC.

"What'cha thinking about Kageyama?" Hinata asks next to him. Despite the darkness of the night, his eyes are still bright, still full of spark and ready for the next challenge.

"Nothing," he answers, but Hinata catches him fiddling with his cellphone.

"They're not coming?" Hinata asks, understanding immediately.

Kageyama sighs, turning away to look out of the window. The bus has exited the school now and is slowly rumbling down the hill. Their teammates are absorbed with talking to each other or trying to sleep. "Our first game is on Monday. They have classes. Of course they can't come."

"Do you want them to?"

Kageyama lowers himself in his seat-he is still unused to someone asking about his feelings-but Hinata's eyes are bright and patient. He'd be lying if he said he doesn't trust him after all they've been through together.

"I miss them," he says, finally putting away his phone. His wrist itches the farther they go. "It hasn't been that long since we got back together again. We promised each other in middle school that we'd go to Nationals together someday. To go there without them...it feels...it's just...it-"

"It doesn't feel right," Hinata finishes for him.

The bus finally arrives at the foot of the hill. It passes by Sakanoshita Store and Ukai-san looks out the window with a faraway look in his eyes.

"Yeah."

Silence passes between them. The bus passes by closed houses, closed shops and cafes, an occasional open store and quiet, empty streets. Everyone is still wide awake, talking in hushed voices. It hasn't quite sink in that they're on their way to Nationals.

"I think they'd go if they can, Kageyama."

"I know."

In a few minutes, they're out of Miyagi and Kageyama feels the distance stretch between him and his soulmates. His wrist burns.

In their world, soulmates are marked with numbers on their wrist corresponding to the physical distance between them.

Kindaichi and Kunimi both lay in bed, watching as one set of their numbers steadily increases and the other one remains the same.

Kageyama watches as the both sets of his numbers rise until he falls asleep, slumped against Hinata.

11:37am, [0m] [365000m]

The Aoba Johsai Men's Volleyball Club had a tradition that every two weeks they'd meet up and hang out outside of volleyball practice. Today they're at a ramen shop they always frequent after games and the owner jovially greets them and ushers them to a long table in the corner. Everyone's being loud and cheerful, the pain of losing semifinals only a memory behind them.

The noise distracts Kindaichi from looking at his numbers as he joins in cheering on the arm wrestling match between Kyoutani and Hanamaki. Next to him sits Kunimi who is frowning down at his wrist. While Kindaichi seems to be able to distract himself, he can't stop thinking about his numbers and worrying about Kageyama. Being a poly bond, all of them have two sets of numbers. While him and Kindaichi have a set saying 0m, Kageyama has both sets showing the enormous distance between them.

Oikawa, who has been unexpectly quiet the whole afternoon, takes a look at both of them, at the upset look on Kunimi's face and forced smile on Kindaichi's. It prompts him to make the announcement.

"I won't be going to school tomorrow."

His voice is loud enough to carry over the entire table. The arm wrestly match abruptly stops, the cheering dies down as the team looks at their captain and Iwaizumi scowls.

"Where the fuck are you going then?" Iwaizumi asks, concern masked under the gruff statement.

"To Tokyo," when he says this, he looks at Kunimi and Kindaichi as if the knew the exact effect his words will have on them.

They're distracted by the arrival of their food. Iwaizumi waits until everyone is tucking in before bumping Oikawa in the shoulder. "I'll cover for you."

"Don't you always do that anyway?" Oikawa smiles, genuine. Iwaizumi snorts and starts eating his ramen. "There's a problem though."

"What's that?"

"If you're covering for me-" Oikawa levels a look at Kunimi and Kindaichi, a knowing look on his face. "-who's gonna cover for you two?"

It's one of the few moments Kunmi is convinced Oikawa is a psychic.

11:32pm, 365000m

Tooru: Find a way for Tobio-chan to cover up his soulmate marks tomorrow.

Tetsu: ???

Tetsu: Okayyyyy

Tetsu: y tho?

Tooru: just do it

Tooru: And why the fuck are you still awake anyway?

Tooru: jfc go to sleep it's Nationals tomorrow!!!!!

Tetsu: says the guy who gets 2 hrs of sleep on game days

Tetsu: But yeah, ok. Ill sleep in a min.

Tetsu: y do you need me to get kags to cover up his marks?

Tooru: because I'm an awesome senpai

Tetsu: stfu im better

Tooru: prove it

Tetsu: I got lev and shiba to realize why their numbers are always the same

Tooru: Well, I'm driving Yuu-chan and Sleepy-chan all the way to Tokyo to see their bf

Tetsu: Fukunaga and Tora got me a 'World's Okay-est Captain' shirt

Tetsu: Daichi got a '#1 Captain' mug smh

Tooru: wtf i want one

Tooru: I locked Yaha-chan and Kyouken in the supply room until they confessed!

Tetsu: Kenma says I have better hair than you

Tooru: LIES

Tooru: SCREW YOU TETSU-CHAN

Tetsu: get to tokyo and we'll see ;)))

Tooru: GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP ALREADY

Tooru: AND SEE YOU TOMORROW

Tooru has logged out

Tetsu: Love you too~

Tetsu has logged out

8:17am <unknown>

"Kageyama-kun are okay? Why is your wrist bandaged?"

"Kuroo-san says Kenma-san and Akaashi-san do this before games for good luck."

"You do know that's a load of bull—mmph!"

"Shut up, Tsukki."

"Wait, isn't that Tsukishima's line?"

"Sorry Yamaguchi."

"What's with the role reversal?!"

6:00am [0m] [363400m]

"Sleepy-chan, Yuu-chan. Get in."

Kunimi eyes the light blue Cadillac dubiously. "Um..."

"Don't worry! I have my license already. We'll be fine."

"That's not very assuring, Oikawa-san." Kunimi says as he climbs in the back seat with his and Kindaichi's bags. Kindaichi tries to join him but is stopped by Oikawa.

"Go ride shotgun, Yuu-chan."

Kindaichi pales. "Do I have to?"

"Of course." Oikawa steers him to the front seat and all but pushes him in. "That way I don't feel like a Mom chaffeuring her two kids to their first date."

"You'll survive," Kunimi says in consolation, patting his shoulder. Kindaichi gives him a withering look as puts on his seatbelt.

Oikawa slides in the driver's seat, checks all the mirrors and puts on his seatbelt. "I got Kuroo-chan to convince Tobio-chan to cover his marks. That way it will be a surprise."

"Thanks Oikawa-san," Kunimi says and Kindaichi echoes his sentiments. It's not just about the surprise, it's for everything—lying smoothly to their parents about their whereabouts, getting Iwaizumi to cover for them at school, driving them in the first place.

Oikawa understands what they mean and looks fondly at his two juniors. "You're welcome. A captain has to look out for his team, y'know?"

The tender moment lasts for about two seconds until Oikawa shoots out of the driveway and narrowly misses hitting a trash can on their way out.

10:02am, 9500m

Kuroo stares at his numbers. They've been steadily decreasing since morning. A flutter of anticipation washes over him at the thought of seeing Oikawa again. The last time they saw each other had been last summer when Nekoma went to Miyagi for a practice match and he snuck out to see Oikawa for a few minutes.

"Um...Kuroo-san?"

Kageyama is standing in front of him, fidgeting with the bandage on his wrist. "Can I take it off now?"

"No!" he bursts out, starlting both of them. "Not until they get here."

"Not until who gets here?"

Shit. "U-Until Kenma or Akaashi gets here. You can ask them when to take it off. I don't really know. Must be a setter thing." Kuroo laughs nervously, scratching at his cheek with his index finger. Kageyama follows the movement, eyes zeroing in on the numbers on Kuroo's wrist.

"Your soulmate is coming?"

Fuck. "Ah...yeah...He'll be here at the opening ceremony. I hope."

"That's nice." Kageyama looks wistful as he stares at his bandaged left wrist. His right hand twitches as if itching to see his numbers, but it stays by his side.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Your soulmates must be watching wherever they are, right?" Kuroo ruffles his hair playfully and Kageyama blushes in embarassment.

If Kageyama was Oikawa's kouhai way back then, that makes him partially Kuroo's too, right?

10:34am, 4897m

"Shit." Oikawa looks out into the sea of cars before him. They were already inside Tokyo, but the stadium where Nationals was being held was still far away. To top it off, they were stuck in traffic, squeezed between a truck and a minivan and the noise of Tokyo's streets pounding through the windows.

"Are we going to make it?" Kindaichi asks worriedly, scratching at his numbers. They haven't changed for a while now. "The program starts at 11."

"We'll get there," Oikawa promises. His grip around the steering wheel tightens. "We just have to...get in front of this line somehow."

Oikawa glances at Kunimi in the mirror. He is rubbing at his wrist restlessly as if it would make the numbers change faster. To his side, Kindaichi sticks his head out of the window to look at the traffic light up ahead. Oikawa looks down at his own mark. The number marked there is practically mocking him, telling him he's close but it's not enough.

"Kindaichi, get back inside. Kunimi, seatbelt now."

The use of their real names prompt his two juniors to scramble for their seats. Up ahead, the light turns green and the cars start moving forward. When the truck in front of them moves he turns to face both of them, an intense look in his eyes.

"Do not tell Iwa-chan about this," he stresses. They nod furiously.

Oikawa floors it.

10:40am, <427meters>

"What the fuck?!" Kuroo exclaims as he watches the number on his wrist rapidly decrease. "What is he doing?"

"Your soulmate must be excited to see you." Kageyama comments, unknown to him that his numbers are doing the same beneath the bandage. He removes his eyes from Kuroo's decreasing numbers when he catches sight of yellow and white jerseys down the hallway. "Oh, I see Akaashi-san. I'll ask him about the bandage."

"Kageyama wait!"

Hurry the fuck up, Tooru.

10:42am, <157m>

Kindaichi has done suicide laps until he fainted, he went sky diving from a plane on a dare, he experienced a forty feet drop off a roller coaster.

None of that could compare to Oikawa Tooru's driving.

The scenery blurs outside the vehicle as Oikawa weaves through the traffic and goes through the smallest of spaces as if he is simply looking for cracks in a blocker's defense. Kindaichi yelps as they almost crash into an electric pole if not for Oikawa making a sharp turn that almost lifted one side of the car.

Kunimi has his eyes closed in the back seat, trying to ignore all the chaos. Kindaichi itches to hold his hand for comfort but it's currently busy holding on to the safety bar above his head for his dear life.

And if he somehow broke said bar during the ride, he'll apologize to Iwaizumi later.

Assuming Iwaizumi won't be too busy killing Oikawa for this.

10:44am, <unknown>

"A lucky charm for setters?" Akaashi raises a brow, confused.

"Kuroo-san said you and Kenma-san do it before games." Kageyama raises his wrist to reveal the bandage wrapped around it. "When can I remove it?"

Akaashi looks behind Kageyama to where Kuroo is making cross motions with his hands.

"You can take it off now, if you'd like," he says, smile borderline sly. Kuroo's jaw drops. "I don't know about you, but I don't like hiding my soulmate mark."

"Fucking hell Akaashi!"

10:46am, 110m

Kunimi staggers out of the car, dropping on his knees on the asphalt of the parking lot.

"Oh sweet land, I am never leaving you again," he mutters, pressing his cheek on the ground.

"Now's not the time for a nap," Oikawa says. His hair still artfully styled after the ride. What the hell? He's helping a pale Kindaichi out of the car. "I'm calling Kuroo-chan!"

10:47am, [15m] [15m]

"Huh?"

Kageyama stares at his numbers in disbelief. This morning it was 365200, but now it was only 15?

"Looks like your soulmates are nearby. I'd go find them if I were you. The ceremony starts in a few minutes," Akaashi says before walking back to the clustered Fukurodani players.

Kuroo pulls out his phone at an incoming text.

Tooru: We're here!!! Lobby, near the player's entrance. Hurry!!!

"Sawamura! I need to borrow your setter for minute. Yaku, keep an eye on the team!"

Ignoring their indignant shouts, Kuroo grabs Kageyama by the arm and bolts.

10:49, 3.3528m

Kunimi is someone who values his sleep. Few things hold rapture over him than the bliss of a nap. However, included in those few things are his boyfriends. It's why he let Kindaichi burst through his bedroom door at 5am in the morning. It's why he willingly skipped class just to drive four hours to Tokyo. It's why he's standing here right now.

Kindaichi's heart has just returned to its normal pace after Oikawa's driving from hell, but the sight of Kageyama appearing in the lobby makes it speed up again. A large smile fills his face at the look of surprise and utter happiness on Kageyama's face at the sight of them.

Kageyama stares at them. Is it really-?

He starts running.

14m

13m

12m

He launches himself at Kindaichi who catches him in his arms, laughing as he twirls them around.

"You came! You're here! You're real!" Kageyama says, excitement on his features and his eyes bright as he looks at them, their ruffled hair, their tired eyes and the happy smiles on their faces.

"Of course. There was no way we're missing your first Nationals game." Kindaichi brushes their noses together, earning him a breathless laugh.

"But school--"

"There are two hundred days in a school year." Kunimi says, stepping up and cupping his cheek. "But only one day for our boyfriend's Nationals debut."

"But how--"

"Oikawa-san drove us." Kunimi buries his hear in Kageyama's black uniform jacket. "We had to wake up at dawn to make it on time." He nuzzles against him, letting out a soft yawn.

"Are you still sleepy?" Kageyama asks, running a hand through his hair.

"Worth it. You're always worth it, Tobio."

"Unlike you, Kunimi is not good in sleeping in a moving vehicle. Especially if it's Oikawa-san driving." Oikawa makes an affronted noise a few feet away but it's drowned out by his giggles as Kuroo peppers his face with kisses, arms wrapped around Oikawa's waist.

Kindaichi tries to pull Kunimi off Kageyama. "Come on, if we get inside now you can take a nap before the opening ceremony."

"Wait." Kunimi pulls away but he still has a hand gripping Kageyama's jacket. He pulls him down by the fabric and presses a kiss on his cheek. When Kunimi lets go, there's a smirk on his face. "Go kick some ass."

Kageyama grins, feral, determined and beautiful all at once. "Count on it."

Kindaichi kisses the top of his head. "Show the world what you can do."

"So I'll just show you two then?"

They look at him in confusion.

Kageyama smiles. "You two are my world after all."

Forget Oikawa's driving, it's Kageyama's smile that kills them in the end.

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