"lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos" is literally Murasakibara and Akashi in my opinion
"Lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos"
Objectively speaking, Kise’s the one with the best ideas when it comes to social gatherings: he’s good at making sure everyone has something to be interested in, something to talk about, something to be amused by. He —and Momoi— is a natural planner, someone who enjoys doing so too, and that’s why Akashi says yes to the idea of going to the movies and then to the mall in the first place.
It was a children’s movie, something about a dinosaur that made Midorima and Aomine tear up a little bit, entertaining enough for Murasakibara to not fall asleep, and he, personally, found it quite a good choice.
“Look!”, Momoi yells. “We have to take a picture with it!”
There is a giant cardboard poster right outside the movie theatre: The big green dinosaur and the small feral child are there standing as tall as Midorima, in the middle, the title of the movie in white letters. He can’t see what the whole fuss is about, to be honest, when Momoi and Kise start grabbing the others’ by the arm and pulling them closer to it, smiling and begging for them to say yes. The thing is he rarely gets much about the normal teenager things, but he enjoys seeing their friends happy and, probably, they have a valid reason for it.
“Akashi! Akashi, tell her to let me go!”, Aomine growls, trying to push the girl away.
“I think we should do it”, he says. “We should take a photo”.
“See? He doesn’t…what did you say?”
“I said we should do it”.
“Are you sure?”, Kuroko asks, getting closer to him. “Kise-kun will want to post it”, he clarifies.
“I know, Tetsuya”.
“Let’s get over with this”, Midorima sighs, as he stands next to the poster. “Take the goddamn photo”.
As they go around finding their spots —Kuroko on the floor, being the smallest, and the rest around him—, and Kise smiles at a stranger to convince her to take the photo for them, Akashi finally realises something: He’s small too.
“Come sit next to us”, Momoi tells him, but he doubts.
“He won’t sit on the fucking floor, Satsu, don’t be dumb”.
“If you stand there, you won’t be in the photo”, the stranger tells him.
“Wait”, Atsushi says.
Suddenly, his feet don’t touch the floor anymore and all his weight is being lifted by one of Murasakibara’s forearms as he carries him. He would protest, he wants to, but the taller teen seems to have a valid idea. He places himself between Midorima and Aomine, hiding the lift behind the last one, making Akashi look like he was levitating.
“That works too!”, the stranger laughs.
“SMILE!”, Kise commands.
Akashi smiles, but not because of the photo.
