[gonna need some editing trololol]
Sequel to Unexpected
Post-timeskip!Haikyuu
kin · tsu · gi
A method of fixing but also a philosophy that breakage and repair are part of the beauty and history of an object; to be appreciated rather than disguised
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Michiko heaved out a large sigh as she sat on the floor. Her, the boys, and Izumi went shopping for clothes and they helped her move it all into her new apartment along with the twins' things. It took a week, but Michiko was finally able to settle into her new life with her boys.
The young woman checked the time. It was still early, and she had enough time to get ready before going to the game that Atsumu had hyped up. She looked over to the kitchen and found Satoshi and Hacchin scribbling on a coloring book.
"Let's go get ready for the game, you two," she stood up and brushed herself off.
The two boys squealed in excitement and followed their mother. They attempted to take their shirts off, but they ended up getting their heads stuck and bumped into each other in the process. Michiko giggled and pulled their shirts off.
"Thanks Mama," they both chirped.
"Auntie Izumi brought some jerseys," Michiko held up multiple jerseys, "which one do you two want to wear?"
They both grabbed the jerseys with the number fifteen and held it out to show their mother.
"Who's number fifteen?" She asked.
"You'll see," Satoshi grinned.
"Are they your favorite player?" Michiko inquired.
The two curly-headed boys nodded with wide grins plastered on their faces. Why do they have to be so cute? Michiko almost went into her cute-aggression mode, but quickly calmed herself as she dressed them in their jerseys. She placed a kiss on each of their foreheads and went to get changed.
Michiko honestly didn't know how to dress for a volleyball game, but she went for an oversized hoodie and a pair of mom jeans. The hoodie had been packed in her luggage when she was coming home from Brazil. She felt weirdly connected to the hoodie, and the scent of it was comforting. There was a faint smell of mint to it.
She tucked some hair behind her ear as she did a once over at herself in the mirror. Michiko really didn't care who she was dressing up for, but she patted herself on the back for making a cute yet comfy outfit. Her hair went below her waist. I should get it cut, she thought.
"You boys ready?" She called out.
The twins nodded and took each of Michiko's hands. They were really giddy and had a bounce in each of their steps. They swung Michiko's arms back and forth as the trio trekked on towards the train station.
"You got your masks?"
They held up their tiny masks and nodded.
Two Hours Later...
The trio entered the packed stadium and soon found a familiar face.
"Hey, 'Samu," Michiko greeted.
"Oh, Michi-chan," he greeted with a wave, "Hi Satoshi, Hacchin."
