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Y/N had his earbuds in, he had a neutral expression on his face as he sat on the couch reading a book with Morimichi purring in his lap. He wouldn't call himself a romantic or anything of the sort— the mere thought of holding hands and doing other things like...kissing another person scared him— but the novel he was reading was enticing.
Kiyoko tapped his shoulder, holding up a clay mask container with a small smile. "Sibling spa day?"
He nodded, finishing the last few paragraphs before shutting the book and placing it on the table, his cat's ears perked at the sound of her owner moving off the couch and following his sister to her room.
Letting his sister doll him up, or frequent spa days was their way of unwinding from the previous week or spending time together. As she applied the mask to his face, she told him about the match on Friday.
"...a-as long as I'm here, y-you're i-invincible..." He repeated, eyes wide in astonishment. "...t-that's so romantic, T-Tobio's so cool..."
Kiyoko giggled as she rinsed the substance off her hands, sitting on the bed beside her brother with a calm sigh. "It does sound like a wedding vow, doesn't it? Nishinoya-kun said something similar, he was all– 'Call for the ball, Ace!', it's fun seeing them get excited on the court."
For some reason, hearing Shino-san say something close to a wedding vow to Azumane-senpai caused his mood to cull. "...a-are they um, t-together?"
"Not that I know of, I'm pretty sure no one on the team is dating each other, but there are some crushes here and there."
"...o-oh," he hummed, squeezing the plushie in his lap tighter.
Kiyoko gently scratched Morimichi's belly. "How did your track meet go?"
The barely noticeable excitement on Y/N's face didn't go unnoticed by his sister as he relayed everything that happened, from Ogata taking first place in the four hundred to Bokuto-san becoming his pseudo-older brother.
Kiyoko read their text messages with an amused expression. "Well, he's not wrong. You have a horrible people-pleaser habit, but I don't...mind being his younger sister. I don't know, but you two can have fun."
Shimizu nodded and sent Bokuto-san a quick text about the situation before falling back on the bed and resting his head on his sister's arm. They stayed like that for a while before washing the mask off their faces.
The older one was in the middle of hydrating her face when her phone started ringing. "...It's E-Ennoshita-san, should I pick up?"
"Yeah, just put it on speaker."
Morimichi climbed up his leg as he picked up the call. "Shimizu-senpai?"
