Requested by stfuihy
"Noya! How about you work with Yaku! Don't kill Lev though!" Sugawara called out.
Nishinoya got up quickly and headed over to the male wearing his red uniform. The taller male looked up. "Hey."
"Yaku!" Nishinoya launched himself at the brunette. "We get to practice together!"
Yaku nodded. "No killing Lev apparently."
Lev stepped to the side once, hearing the shorter male clearly.
Noya stuck his tongue out at the Russian.
"Anyways! I'm gonna show you some awesome libero action!" He got off of Yaku and grabbed a ball. "Come on! Come on!"
Yaku got up. "If you miss even once I get to pinch you."
"Eh I still have the bruise from the last time! That's not fair!"
Yaku shrugged. "Gotta play correctly."
"You're so mean." Nishinoya yawned. He tossed the ball he was holding to his friends. Sugawara set the ball up for Ennoshita, who hit it over for Nishinoya to receive.
Suga looked around. "Come on guys! Where are my spikers?!"
Hinata, Asahi, Daichi, Tanaka, Yamamoto, and Inuoka all lined up to hit the ball. Time after time Nishinoya receive, diving for the ball and rolling on the floor.
Eventually Yaku got bored. "Suga!"
"What's up?!"
"Split your spikers!"
"Kageyama! Get in your own position!"
Kageyama hurried over. Hinata, Yamamoto, and Inuoka all went to him and Yaku went to that line.
He received alongside Nishinoya, diving for his own sets.
Nishinoya saw a ball coming towards him and backed up to receive it. "Dumbass back away that's mine!"
"I can't!"
Yaku kept going though, toppling Nishinoya over. The ball hit Yaku in the head and he yelped. "Oh my God."
"You missed that one." Nishinoya pointed out.
Yaku slapped the side of his head.
"Ow! SUGA YAKU'S BEING MEAN TO ME!"
Sugawara blinked. "I mean… uh… okay?"
Nishinoya squirmed. "Get ooooffff!"
Yaku moved his head and headbutted Nishinoya in the jaw.
"I bith my thongue!" Nishinoya put a hand over his mouth and whined.
Yaku eased up and Nishinoya sat up. "Here, let me see."
Nishinoya opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue.
"Ah… you're okay." Yaku got up and got a bottle. He eased it to Nishinoya's lips and got him to drink. "Better?"
"Mhmm."
"Good."
Nishinoya pinched his cheek. "Jerk."
Yaku huffed. He stood. Nishinoya stood with him, grabbing onto him.
"Is everyone okay?" Suga questioned.
Nishinoya gave him a thumbs up and Yaku mumbled a "yeah".
"Okay. Everyone done?"
Everyone nodded or replied with a yes.
"Okay pack up!"
Yaku grabbed Noya's bag and his own. "Come on midget."
"I'm only two inches shorter than you!"
Yaku chuckled. He got his car keys out. "You wanna drive then?"
"Hell yeah!"
Yaku tossed him the keys.
Nishinoya got in the driver's side and Yaku got in his own seat. "We're going to the store first though."
"Fine, fine."
Nishinoya headed to the store, turning on the radio. Yaku only attempted once to change the song before his hand was pushed away. "Who drives picks the song. Your rules Mr. Meanie."
"Ugh. Why are we even listening to this?"
"Because I like it and you headbutted me you asshole. Now let me listen to this."
Yaku sat back. "You did well on your receives today.
"Thanks! You too!" Nishinoya parked, sighing. "Hm."
"What is it?"
"Thinking. I'm thinking of getting blue popsicles but you like the red ones. Maybe I could mash them up and make purple popsicles."
Yaku pinched the bridge of his nose. "That's wasting money."
"No way! I'm a genius!"
Yaku got out. "Come on."
Nishinoya followed him, hurrying to hold his hand and open the door for him.
Yaku smiled subtly as Nishinoya explained that they would have purple slushies and takeout for dinner that night. Yaku was fine with it and helped Noya carry the food into the car and inside their home.
Yaku prepared the takeout and Nishinoya hurried to get the popsicles mushed up.
He started to get out a large metal spoon but Yaku stopped him quickly. "Woah calm down. Let them melt a little."
"It's not working!" Noya whined at him.
"It's okay. Let them melt in the cups on the coffee table, okay?"
"Fine." Noya picked up the cups and put them in place.
Yaku walked over and sat on the couch. He set both containers of food down and opened the foot rest, pulling out a large black comforter and sat on the couch. He pulled Nishinoya next to him.
Noya gave him a container and started on his own. Yaku found a movie and relaxed, eating in silence. Nishinoya laid on his chest, smiling and much too into the movie to remember to eat unless reminded.
But it was okay, as Nishinoya finished towards the middle of the movie and just laid there. "Nishi."
"Hm?"
"Why don't you check on your slushy things?"
Noya leaned over and picked up the cups. "Oh they're purple!"
"Mm."
Nishinoya gave one to Yaku and sipped from his. "Ooh they're sweet."
"They are." Yaku mumbled, sipping from his and paying attention to Nishinoya now. He rubbed his hair, letting it down from its gelled state. Nishinoya finished with his cup and put it aside, wrapping around Yaku.
He took a deep breath. "You smell like the bakery… hehehehe…"
Yaku kissed his temple. "Shhhh."
Nishinoya closed his eyes. "Mkay."
Yaku set his cup aside and turned, holding him and closing his own eyes. "You tired from practice?"
"Yeah…"
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Nah just the tongue thing. It's okay." Nishinoya yawned. "Night night Morisuke…"
"Goodnight Yuu." Yaku whispered. He felt Nishinoya fall asleep and smiled. "I love you…"
