policeman Shouyou x criminal harem
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After being laid off, Shouyou takes a job as a policeman in the large city of Tokyo, which is known for its extremely high crime rate. What's worse is that the supposed "servers of justice" don't do a goddamn...
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third-person POV
"I'm tired, Officer!"
Shouyou grabbed Kuroo's forearm and helped him up from the floor.
"Go get a drink, then get back here and give me twenty more pull-ups."
"Ugh, you're fucking ruthless..."
Shouyou blew the whistle around his neck to call everyone to attention.
"Alright, you guys go jump in the showers. Nekoma members, stay."
A series of groans and shouts of excitement echoed around the gym. Bokuto was sure to slap Shouyou's ass softly before leaving. It was ignored for the time being.
"It's been three days since we knocked you out, man! Can't you let it- eep!"
Yamamoto shakily held his hands up when Shouyou pinned him to the wall and dug a finger into his neck.
"What, you can't handle a little grit?"
He shook his head in dismissal of the ginger's accusation. Shouyou removed himself from the taller male.
Kuroo had just finished his 20 pull-ups and dropped to the floor with deep huffs of air. Shouyou moved to the bench, where he had laid the towels and drinks, and brought them into his arms.
Each of the four people there received one, and carefully removed one of each from Shouyou's arms until they were empty once more.
"You're a sadist," seethed Kuroo as he began gulping down his water in rough slurps. His anguish was overlooked.
"You guys did well for your first day out of the slammers. I'm proud of you, and I can already see how much you're growing. Good job today, guys."
His small hands reached out to the two people closest to him. One pat Yamamoto on the back, and one rubbed at Kenma's head.
He peaked over at Shouyou with surprised eyes. Being touched in such a gentle manner felt... new. A good new, even though Kenma's not big on change.
Shouyou... really has hope for them, huh? No one's ever looked at them as if they were good people. Kenma decided it was best to disregard the fact they had ambushed Shouyou before at the moment.
The bandages helping Shouyou's wounds heal were a harsh reminder, though.
"Alright, get your stinky asses in the showers!"
Shouyou turned from the criminals to stretch out his arms. A hand appeared in his peripherals, and he instinctively grabbed it.
"Ah, sorry, you're hair just looks soft! Can I touch it?"
Lev. The lengthy man who has to duck to get in and out of the gym.
Shouyou sighed and released Lev's wrist. He shut his eyes.
