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“IS THAT AN AIRHORN???”

“No, it’s a buttplug,” Shidou deadpans. He covers his eyes with his hand, shielding himself from the blinding light of Rin’s phone. “Hey man, can you STOP SHINING THE LIGHT AT ME”

Rin holds his phone up at the pink haired striker like he’s attempting an exorcism. “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE FIRST???”

“Nah, get out your giant ass whiteboard. This intro is getting long I’m pretty sure Kikii’s procrastinating,” he yawns, looking out the window.

“FOR THE LAST TIME, WHO IS KIKII?????” The younger Itoshi tilts the flashlight slightly down so Shidou can see, pressing his hand to his nose bridge, sighing in disbelief. “Fine, I did promise to teach you history.”

“Yay!”

“BUT,” he raises a finger, “I’m doing it in the morning. I’m tired. Go lie on the floor or something.”

“Uh, can I use the couch?”

“No. You barely just got couch privileges. Either you go home or sleep on the floor.”

“Or……” Shidou slithers up to Rin, grabbing his waist and hugging him tight. He whisper into his ear, “how about, I sleep…..with you? ♡”

The green haired striker’s breath hitches, his eyes finally jolting awake, heart beating impossibly fast, face burning hotter than any adrenaline fuelled soccer match could ever cause. He quickly grips onto Shidou wrist, but he doesn’t attempt to pull him away, he just….holds him close (with a vice grip), like he wants to believe this is real, like this could be something more, like he needs him to stay, to never leave–

“Oh? Daddy long lashes isn’t yowling like a lil’ stray cat for once?”

Of course Shidou has to ruin the moment with another one of his snarky comments.

Rin immediately lets go of the other man’s wrist, wriggling free, too tired to do anything more. “Get the fuck off of me.”

He hums, letting go of the flustered striker. “Whatever, I’ll sleep on the floor~ At least give me a pillow and a blanket though.”

“Hmph. Fine.”

He marches over to where Rin’s playing in the freshly trimmed grass, mashing his figurines together in a childlike whimsy. He doesn’t notice his older brother until Sae’s shadow casts over him, too invested in his imaginary battle to care.

Rin slowly looks up, wide teal eyes staring eagerly at the older Itoshi. “Nii-chan…..are you done with training? Do you want to play with me? You can be the hero–”

“No,” Sae shakes his head. He gulps before picking up his brother by the waist. “Sorry, Rin.”

“Wha– what are you doing??”

“My soccer ball went over the fence. So I’m going to have to use you as one instead.”

“WHAT??? NII-CHAN–” Rin tries to look over his shoulder, flailing as he tries to see if Sae’s joking or not, but from what he can tell, his brother’s dead serious. “NII-CHAN PLEASE WAHHHH LET ME GO”

He continues to flail in Sae’s arm, with him struggling to keep hold of the green bean. “Stop squirming– I promise it won’t hurt, less than whatever you do when you jump from the monkey bars.”

“NO I DON’T WANNA!!!!! LEMME GO!!!!!”

“I needa practise!”

Rin lets out a high-pitched scream. “NO NOT WITH ME AS THE BALL.”

a/n: not proofread, this is me coping after my friend sent me rin and sae angst 💔thankyou to @jellyfishstarrer for letting my use that ss as the banner

also I drew a nice lil image aint that nice