#daikyou

Kyoutani didn’t beat around the bush and walk on eggshells. It wasn’t his style to begin with, he preferred to being direct and not stressing over every little thing that could go wrong. He cared a lot about his bundling relationship with Sawamura even if it looked like he was all calm and collected. It just happened that he wasn’t fond of awkwardness that radiated off his body the way he was unfamiliar with letting someone so close to him. Dogs were easier; they wagged their tails when they were happy, they told people when they wanted to eat and play. Sometimes Kyoutani was able to understand their language better than humans the way it was more simplistic and direct. Maybe that was why he like Sawamura. The guy was reliable, strong and in some ways very direct like Iwaizumi. He had a personality that wasn’t outright scared of himself and Kyoutani could appreciate the way Karasuno’s captain had the air of a proper leader had. He was sensible and something that he felt like he could live with. It was so unexpected to find Sawamura and later on the day accept this attraction that bloomed after over analyzing his team’s defeat.

He didn’t have to scream to strangers that he was in love. All he had to do was look past the sting of his loss and watch Karasuno’s captain smile at his own teammates and see the truth behind his heart pumping hot blood through his body. That was all the confirmation that he needed to find peace within himself. Sawamura took a little longer to notice the way Kyoutani looked at him but with the help of his own forwardness and a nudge from his friends he accepted this weird but pleasant turn of events. They shared numbers, texted on occasion that Kyoutani loved how their time together became more frequent to his liking. He adored how his cheekiness made Sawamura bite back in fun. There was this effortless game of domination that stringed him; it was relaxing to have an equal by his side that made him feel safe. It was by far one of the best decisions of his life to see how Sawamura become so comfortable around him that it didn’t take long for them to start the next little steps such as holding hands. Even if the act itself was an awkward mess Kyoutani moved along enjoying theses small moments of watching Sawamura over think about proximity or timing.

It was hilarious and sweet how someone strong could be gentle. But after five minutes of hands brushing each other and having miscommunications Kyoutani quickly and very clumsily grabbed Sawamura’s. There was a short pause between them with Kyoutani’s ear tips turning red and noticing Sawamura’s hand being clammy against his. But after the short few seconds of walking alongside each other Kyoutani got used to the heat that was emitted within his palm and fingers. It was a foreign sensation; but very pleasant. Sawamura’s thumb creased his softly and slowly that it took all his willpower to not blush deep red. He masked his awkwardness with a cough but it didn’t escape Sawamura as he chuckled out loud making him crack a smile with him as an idea popped into his head. He didn’t dodge the moment that was being presented and quickly leaped into action and basked in glory of hearing Sawamura’s soft gasp after he kissed his cheek. Still holding his hand, Kyoutani couldn’t help but let his grin widen as Sawamura blush deepen and felt his hand grip tighten for a second.