Unbeatable Thread - Haikyuu Mafia AU

{TWO || PART 2}

As Bokuto, Tsukishima and Kuroo made their way back into the restaurant, they noticed that the three other men from earlier were being escorted to the same floor as them. They kept looking every now and then at them, until they arrived back at their own confined table area. "You guys alright?" Osamu asked, placing his wine glass back onto the table. "Urh yeah, we're cool... we're cool." The sound of Kuroo's voice made Osamu doubtful. It wasn't common for Kuroo to whisper his words as his voice came to an end of a conversation, so it was odd. Usually when he did it, it was when he kept something to himself.

In Bokuto's mind, he felt lucky that from where his seat was, he could slightly see the three from outside. And Kindaichi, who was sat to Bokuto's left, realised what- well, who he was looking at. "You good man? You keep staring at that dude over there." He mentioned, making the owl-like man's ears turn pink at the tips. He only hummed, not taking his gaze away- feeling blessed at the sight in front of him, like an angel all confident and gorgeous. Iwaizumi and Daichi leaned from where they were sat, and after realising who Bokuto was looking at, they just laughed at the man's concentration.

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Soon enough, Bull's meal and drinks came to an end. Empty plates and glasses were filled all across the table, but they still talked. Recent missions, future missions- the lot. But one topic came up almost so suddenly:

"So, what about you guys then?" Yamamoto leant back on his chair with his arms crossed, facing those older than him. "What do you mean, Yamamoto?" Kuroo asks as one eyebrow raises. "I mean- y'know! All the other guys that used to be apart of Bull, they quit after three years."

Immediately, Daichi and the others recognised what he was interrogating them about. "Nah- I'm not leaving." Aran declares.

"Me either." Semi speaks up. Almost everyone who was the eldest claimed they weren't quiting this life of crime and mystery, and it brought relief amongst the others; thankful their senpais' were sticking around for longer.

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Continuing again with there previous conversation, Bokuto continued to pay no more attention to his group- as he kept his eyes on the black haired boy from earlier. From how he smelt when he walked into the restaurant, he was either an Omega or a Beta. And that explained why Bokuto thought he smelt so sweet- but intimidating at the same time. The way he ate his food, the way the glass touched his lips- every single detail was remarkable for Bokuto to remember.

"Hahaha- alright, guys come on- we've been here for 3 hours. We should go back now so we'll have energy for tomorrow nights mission." Daichi and everyone else stood up and made their way to the bar. "I've got it." Aran called out, pulling his wallet out of his pocket. "I-" Before Asahi could battle with what Aran suggested, Daichi pulled out his phone and pressed the 'Spin the Wheel'.

"Alright alright, the four that can split the bill tonight- as if you're all children- are Tanaka, Daishou, Bokuto, and me. The rest of ya- we'll meet you outside."

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As Bokuto pulled his wallet out to retrieve his card, he realised the smell from the man earlier on became stronger. And it made clear to Bokuto that the blue-eyed guy was in fact an Omega. The Alpha slightly looked to his left to see the man at the bar. "Hey, can we have another round please?"

"Of course sir, will that be the same drink."

"No no, make them mocktails this time- I've got things tomorrow and I don't feel like drinking as much."