The other boys around you kick into action, someone ran to the storage closet for the mop, someone else was holding back Yamamoto from completely destroying Lev; Lev was on his hands and knees, begging for forgiveness; Kuroo is cackling with laughter while Kenma keeps scooting further and further away from the puddle of water; Fukunaga and a different first year have started to move to refill the water bucket; Kai is sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose

While you glare down at Lev, trying your best to not explode with obscenities, there’s only really one person you haven’t accounted for.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see some movement that almost looks like someone taking off their sweatshirt. You choose not to pay attention to it, not until the sweatshirt in question comes into your view and your words are halted.

“Here.” Yaku says coolly. You feel your cheeks warm and you grab the sweatshirt from him, a soft smile playing at your lips.

Suddenly, oh so suddenly, the rushing around you halted. Yamamoto stopped trying to kill Lev; Lev stopped apologising and looked up at you, completely lost and confused; Kuroo’s cackle caught in his throat and Kenma stopped stepping further and further away; Fukunaga returned with a first year, both their eyes wide with shock; Kai’s eyes darted between both of you.

The silence was broken by Kuroo, “what?” He cried out, and everyone followed suit.

Somewhere in the yelling, you could hear Yamamoto crying that, “Yaku took away his chances to be with the hot manager”, even Lev joined in on the teasing, saying something like, “Yaku really thinks he’s tall enough to make a girl happy.”

You rolled your eyes and ignored them all, heading towards the locker room, knowing they’d let you change in peace. After you pulled Yaku’s sweatshirt onto you, revelling in the warmth that it brought, you turned towards the door.

“You look nice,” Yaku hummed, opening his arms wide to you. You finally grinned and moved over to him quickly, wrapping your arms around him and humming. “Maybe Lev did a good thing spilling that water on you.”

“Don’t push your luck, Morisuke,” you warned, though it was half-hearted. “What excuse did you use?”

“That I had to pee.”

You nodded slowly, “better wait a couple minutes then.”

He rolled his eyes and squeezed you a little tighter, relishing in this small amount of time you had alone together. It was small moments like these that made you realise why you loved Yaku. He was so caring and sweet (though Lev would say differently); everything he did seemed to warm your heart. The two of you had agreed early on to not disclose your relationship to the rest of the team. Still. It made it all the more special.

You would have said that out loud to him, but when you returned from changing, and him from “peeing”, Kuroo had taken off his sweatshirt, exclaiming, “you’d probably like this sweatshirt better, since it’s bigger and mine.” He tossed you and wink, which you brushed off.

“No, thank you though, Kuroo.” There was a glint of pride in Yaku’s eyes that you giggled at internally.

You really did love him.

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