Skater Boy | h.harem

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"Excuse me!" Enthusiastically exclaimed Shouyou, rushing over to whom he was shouting at. "Huh?" A tall, half-Russian male questioned, dropping his water bottle from his lips and turning around, only to see no one.

Karasuno and Nekoma's practice match had just ended, and they were rewarded a break before they switched gyms to go against the other teams.

"Down here!" Shouyou was all smiles -- like always -- as he stared up at the grey-haired male in awe and wonder. "How tall are you?! You-You have to be, like 6 feet, right?! That's so awesome!"

To go with his compliments and questions (that were more like statements), Shouyou swung his hands around to try and explain what his words couldn't.

"Mwahaha~! Thank you! You were almost right; I'm 6'4 and a half!" The man squatted down to the ginger, patting his hair. Hmm? It's so soft and fluffy... Thanks to Shouyou's hair piquing the male's interest, he began observing the rest of the ginger.

His fluffy, pink-dusted cheeks, bright, sun-like smile, and smooth, pink lips. His thin chest and waist, contracting against his thick hips and thighs. The half-Russian was willing to bet the ginger's ass was just as thick.

Shouyou had thin ankles and wrists with delicate-looking hands and feet attached to them. Oh, my fucking God. Holy mother of Jesus. He was more than an angel. Shit, he was more than a god.

Drool began dripping from his mouth as the grip he had on his knees to hold himself up slipped and he found himself laying on the floor in a daze.

"Stop that, Lev," Kenma growled, putting a hand on the confused Shouyou's waist and scowling at the grey-haired male. Yaku came over to them and kicked Lev hard enough to cause him to jolt back to reality.

"Um, er, w-what just-"

"Shou~! Come on! We're heading over to gym two for another practice match!" Nishinoya shouted from across the gym, thankfully not seeing the arm wrapped around his waist. "Oh, coming!"

Smiling, Shouyou turned to his side and quickly wrapped Kenma up in a hug. "I'll see you later, Kenma!" Lev, also wanting to be included, quickly stepped in Shouyou's way and lifted him high into the air.

"Me too!" Fear instantly became present on the little ginger's face as he couldn't grip onto anything, and could only trust a stranger's strength to make sure he didn't fall and bust an asscheek.

A whine left his lips, and Shouyou's friends at Nekoma instantly acted. More aggressive than necessary, Kenma kicked Lev's legs and allowed Shouyou to fall into Kuroo's arms, who held him to his chest in a comforting manner, cradling the ginger's head with his hand.

"That's too tall. I never want to be that tall..." muttered the shivering, shocked Shouyou, gripping onto the back of Kuroo's jersey as if his life depended on it. Lev apologized so much he thought his tongue was going to fall off.

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Shouyou huffed and puffed as much air as he could, taking a short break to gulp down some of the water from his water bottle. His other hand tugged at the front of his shirt collar, hoping to cool down his sweaty body.

Nosebleeds did transpire throughout the gym. When he finally cooled down some, Coach Ukai told them to pack up their things and stretch before heading to the classroom, so Hinata did just that.

He took more time than the others after stretching so he could put his safety gear and skates on but noticed someone still in the gym. They had an almost disgusted look on their face.

"Um, hello?" he called out to them, staying on the sidelines of the gym so he wouldn't scratch the floor with his skates. "Don't come near me," the person seethed, holding his hands out as if he wanted to throw them out.

"What's wrong?" Though he was wearing a mask, Shouyou could see that this person was not happy right now, mostly because of his strained voice and tight-knit brows.

"I lost my sanitizer, and I touched the volleyballs that everyone else touched. It's absolutely disgusting." This drew a laugh out of the ginger, who took his backpack off and rummaged through it, pulling out a small bottle of sanitizer in a sunflower case.

"I always keep some on hand because you have no idea where people's hands have been. Do you want to use mine?"

Popping the cap open, Shouyou held it out to the male, who eyed him suspiciously and reluctantly held his hand out. After rubbing it in, he sighed in relief. "What's your name?"

He wasn't in the team that they had played against. Date Tech didn't have these bright-colored uniforms, so Shouyou figured that he had his first practice match here, then realized he lost his sanitizer and came to look for it.

"Kiyoomi Sakusa. Usually, people become quite put off by my fear of germs, so, er, thanks for understanding, I guess."

The ginger smiled widely at him. "Anyone who's not afraid of germs is the reason there's so many. My name's Hinata Shouyou!"

When he held his hand out for a handshake, he wasn't thinking, and almost slapped himself for causing the uncomfortable look on Kiyoomi's face. Quickly, he pulled it away and poured a bunch of sanitizer on his hands, some of it dripping onto the floor as well.

He held it out again, his grin brighter and wider, so much so that there was no possible way for Kiyoomi to refuse. He took the small hand in his and shook it softly.

It had been a while since he had actually made proper contact with someone that didn't make him want to throw his whole fucking body into a giant tub of Germ X.

It felt nice. He almost, almost wanted to hug the little ginger, if the two of them weren't covered in sweat. "So, you skate?" Lamely asked Sakusa, mentally facepalming and wondering why such an obvious question popped out of his mouth.

"I do, actually! I'm about to go do a few laps around the school!"

This shocked Kiyoomi, who was dead tired from the four practice matches throughout the day. All he wanted to do was go sanitize his stuff and fall asleep.

"Aren't you tired? Are you a benched player or something?"

"I'm not; I just don't feel like I've done enough today. I want to work my legs a bit." Bending down, Shouyou ran his hands from his ankles up for emphasis, and Kiyoomi watched his muscles move with him.

What a fucking sight.

"I'm not really supposed to be in the gym with my skates on, so I'll catch you later, yeah? Bye, Sakusa-Senpai!"

As Shouyou threw his backpack over his shoulders again and left the gym with a wave and smile, Sakusa could only stand there, thankful that his mask helped hide the blush he knew was visibly burning his cheeks.

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