off the court | MSBY

1. Clean up

Within the past ten minutes of scrolling through his phone, Sakusa Kiyoomi had sighed at least 30 times.

"31."

The three other team members in the, more or less silent, livingroom looked over to where the voice came from.

"What are you on about, Tsum?" Bokuto asked, his head tilting to the side with Hinata mimicking his action.

"Omi's sighed 31 times now," Atsumu says, earning a glare from the ravenette.

"How could I not? I've been scrolling through twitter trying to get some information about the Adlers' recent game and all I'm seeing are pictures of me wiping my fucking sweat with my shirt," Kiyoomi says, gritting his teeth, grimacing slightly at the thought of the comments made about him.

Hearing his response, the other three chuckle to themselves quietly before Bokuto goes up to him and pats his shoulder.

"What's there to sigh about though? Don't you love the fact that everyone thinks you're hot?" he says proudly, "I even go and look for my own edits to read the comments, gives me a confidence boost every time!"

Sakusa puts on his disgusted face before muttering," I have Miya whispering in my ear about how he wants me to smack his ass the same way I spike the ball during matches. I don't think I need to see a bunch of teenage girls thirsting about my physique ontop of that."

Playfully, Atsumu sticks out his tongue and sits next to Kiyoomi on the arm rest of the sofa," Omi you know I'm only joking with ya. These fangirls of yers are totally serious," he pulls out his phone and opens twitter, " here. @msbysakukiyofp says 'OHMYGOSH KIYOOMI'S SHOWING SKIN. HIS SLUTTY LITTLE WAIST ISN'T BEING HIDDEN BY HIS USUAL LONG SLEEVED SHIRT. GUYS GUYS ITS AN EMERGENCY. CLEAN UP IN AISLE MY PANTS' "

Hinata bursts out laughing at the last sentence and falls off the sofa, Bokuto following suit.

As if on cue, Inunaki and Adriah walk in having a casual conversation. They freeze after laying their eyes upon the situation before them.

"Why is Kiyoomi turning green?" Inunaki asks, running up to Sakusa to check up on him, "should I call the nurse or?"

"Call Matsukawa please,"Kiyoomi mutters, holding his mouth in attempt to not throw up.

"Matsukawa?" Adriah asked, "who is that?"

"He played volleyball on the same team as Oikawa in high school. He works at a funeral home now," Shoyo says casually before whipping his head towards Sakusa, "WHAT OMI-SAN DON'T DIE."

Unfortunately for them, Sakusa Kiyoomi had gone from green to grey, now laying in the middle of the living room, seemingly lifeless.

"What a drama queen," Atsumu said, laughing quietly to himself as he knew it would get Kiyoomi to get up.

"What did you just call me, pisshead?" Kiyoomi glared, sitting up and pouting.

Atsumu held himself back from cooing at the little pout on his teammate's face and retaliated by flicking his forehead.

'If he weren't bein' all pouty like that, I woulda smacked him for callin' me pisshead.'

Before Kiyoomi could snap back, a door slams shut and heavy footsteps pad their way towards the  livingroom.

"He lives!" Bokuto exclaims as a very cranky looking captain walks in.

He had a very visible scowl on his face as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"Had a good nap, cap?" Inunaki asks with a cheeky grin, his expression immediately vanishing after earning a glare from Meian.

"Was great until you guys opened your mouths," he yawns before looking at Sakusa, "the hell happened to him?"

"Twitter did. Let's move on guys I'd rather not think of people having explosive orgas-" Hinata was cut off by Meian, now very much awake.

"What the actual- you know what, I won't ask. It's like some sitcom every time you're all together."

The rest of the team laughed at their captain's comment.
The rest of the team apart from one.

'Sitcom..sitcom..situation comedy...'

Those were the only words going through Bokuto's mind like some invasive parasite.

The rest of the team look at Bokuto curiously, amazed at how quiet he was being for once.

"It's amazing. I never thought I'd ever get to see him so deep in though- Omi what are you doing?"

Sakusa currently had his phone out, snapping 0.5 pictures of Bokuto in deep thought,"adding to my collection."

Before he could snap another, Bokuto suddenly shouyed, causing Sakusa to fly backwards and knock himself into the mahogany coffee table,the corner stabbing his waist in the process.

"I got it!" Bokuto said with an imaginary lightbulb shining above his head, "we should make a YouTube channel for the team!"

"We already have one, Bokkun," Atsumu says whilst rubbing the place Kiyoomi got hurt in attempt of soothing the pain as the latter winced.

"No but that's all professional and stuff! I mean one where we do silly challenges and vlog! Not to be all depressing but we'll all be going to different teams or retiring eventually, it'll be a nice way to document our time together as a team!"

The rest of the room sat there for a bit; now they were the ones in deep thought.

"That's not a bad idea. I'll text coach about it and see if he likes the idea. It'll be good way to broaden our audience and get more people into volleyball too," Meian says, pulling out his phone.

The rest of the team sat dumbfounded, shocked that their captain was actually considering one of Bokuto's ideas.

"Yeah cap's right! Kageyama dolls himself up before matches and even posts shirtless gym selfies with Wakatoshi-san, why else do you think the Adler's got so big so fast?" Hinata says as he secretly scrolls through Kageyama's twitter page.

"Shoyo, I think thirst traps are a little different from you guys being idiots,"Oliver says from behind Hinata, making him jump,"stop screenshotting all of Kageyama's ab pictures."

"Ah! Barnes when did you get here?" Hinata stutters, covering the latter's mouth before he could even answer,"please never speak again."

The laughter in the room rejuvinates before a notification is heard from Meian's phone, "coach says 'you boys do what you want, as long as it doesn't interfere with your playing then go for it'. Well?"

"KEEPING UP WITH MSBY IS A GO!" Bokuto exlaims, bumping his fist up into the air.

Sakusa Kiyoomi sighed again.

"That's 32."

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Hello!!! For a first chapter icl this is pretty short and very dialogue-heavy but I don't think parahraphs upon paragaraphs of deatiled description would be anywhere as chaotic as this😭
It's summer break for me and I'm (currently) unemployed so I'll try to make updates as frequent as possible, hope you guys enjoyed this short chapter enough to stick around🫶🏼

Anyways, it's hot, stay hydrated see ya whenever!