𝙒𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙂 𝙉𝙐𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍, 𝙃𝙊𝙀. ➥ ᵏⁱᵗᵃ ˢʰⁱⁿˢᵘᵏᵉ

14. | 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚

"kita-san?"

"l-l/n-san," the boy stared with wide eyes, his gaze flickering to atsumu's hold on your wrist. his eyebrows furrowed the slightest bit at the sight, but he quickly seized it, eyes meeting yours, "what are you doing here?"

just as you were about to speak, atsumu cut you off,

"her dad has some business to do here in hyogo, so she decided to tag along! she even bought us snacks!" the boy said, bouncing cheerily, "and i'm taking her for ice cream after practice, isn't that great, kita-san?"

"a-ah, yes, it is." kita spoke, still baffled by your sudden appearance. he took a deep breath, turning to his underclassman, "atsumu, go ahead and practice, i'll assist l/n-san for the time being."

"eh? but, kita-san," the setter let go of your wrist, pouting at his captain, "can't i talk to her a little mor-"

"atsumu,"

the said boy immediately stopped, shrinking upon meeting his glare.

"r-roger that, captain,"

he quickly entered the gym, closing the door shortly after- which left you with kita, alone.

you stared bewilderedly at kita, shocked at his strict, parent-like change of attitude. regarding the fact that you've never actually witnessed this side of him, it was an interesting sight to see.

and if you were being honest, you found it somewhat attractive.

"well," kita turned to you, throwing a soft smile, "it's good to see you again, l/n-san."

"same here, kita-san."

his eyes caught sight of the bag you were holding, mouth turning into a frown of dissatisfaction. he deliberately took a step closer to you, taking the bag out of your grasp. the action made your hand lightly brush against his, causing your cheeks to flare up,

"atsumu didn't even bother to help you? i'm sorry about him," he spoke, "he's a bit...

hard to control."

"no! it's fine, really," you reassured him, head shaking frantically,

the boy examined you, before sighing deeply,

"alright, then," he placed his free hand on the doors handle, "let's go inside,"

"o-okay,"

opening the door, he stepped inside. you followed him shortly after, subconsciously hiding behind him. kita noticed your behavior, placing his hand on your shoulder encouragingly,

"it's weird being in a gym full of people you don't know, isn't it?" he smiled, "don't worry, they're good people."

his actions comforted you significantly, the words reaching your ears like a chill-pill. you sighed in relief,

"alright, thank you, kita-san,"

"of course," he removed his hand from your shoulder, motioning you to follow him with a nod of his head. he led you to a nearby bench, carefully placing the bag down, "here, you can sit here while we practice. i'm assuming atsumu dragged you into this?"