Fall | hinata harem

chapter sixty-two

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Sakusa Kiyoomi | Monday, 5:30 p.m | Meeting Room 102

"Alright, alright, that seems to be everyone, so let's settle down."

Per my request, all the chatter, mostly of the men trying to garner Shouyou's attention, stalls until it's silent. I take this as my chance to clear my throat and begin our discussion.

"The majority of you all know why we're here."

I see Shouyou's eyes fall onto Kageyama, to whom he gives a subtle wave too. Kageyama smiles, though it looks like more of a scowl, and Shouyou sticks his tongue out in return.

"So, I'm sure you know why I've invited Shouyou to join our discussion-"

"I don't know," Koutarou interrupts, and I sigh.

"For those of you that don't know, it's because the overseas mafia is planning an attack in early spring, and since we've grown so closely with Shouyou, he will, more likely than not, be their first target. To counter this, I'd like to present a few options to work in your favor, Shouyou."

"Oh! Uh... Okay..?"

Should it be anyone else, I'm sure they'd be horrified to hear this news, but it's Shouyou, and Shouyou has been surrounded by danger his entire life. This is nothing new to him, and he knows that we'll all protect him.

That's good. He should feel comfortable, free, and protected at our side. It's the least we can do for him in exchange for the kindness, normalcy, and purity that he's brightened our sinful lives with.

"The first option is to stay at one of the bases. Here, the security is tight, and it's a place where we are strongest. We can get to you quicker if the need ever arises."

"Eh... But I have to work?"

"Yes, that's something we need to take into consideration. This is why, as your second option, I was thinking we could take turns being your bodyguards. Two men at a time."

Shouyou begins to pick at his thumbnail.

"I don't really... mind that, but I have a tendency to get, uh, out of hand with some, uhm... urges. I just... don't think it's a good idea to put a bunch of guys around me, you know?"

This statement is spoken much quieter as if he only really wanted me to hear it. I nod to him.

"Is there anything you'd prefer?" it's Tetsurou who speaks in his booming, yet somehow guiding voice. "You know, Kenma and I are right next door to the bakery, and Akaashi and Bokuto are on the other side. We could get to you quick there, but at your house, it's a different story."

Daichi hums in agreement. "Shouyou, every minute counts when it comes to these sorts of situations. While the chances are unlikely, they could decide to kill you on the spot."

Then, it's Nishinoya who throws his half in. "Want me to stay with you at home, Shouyou?"

It's better if he just doesn't speak sometimes. Sugawara hits him upside the head.

"That's your only other option, Shouyou. If you leave, they'll follow you. You can't run. We got you into this mess, it's our responsibility to protect you. You can live your life normally, but we'll be around more than ever. Do you trust us enough, Shouyou?"

He glances at every single person in the room, and I can see a select few puffing their chests up and flexing their arms, for what reason, I don't really want to know.

"Haha, you didn't even have to ask, Kiyoomi. I trust you guys with my life."

"That's good because that's exactly what you're putting in our hands."

Shouyou's smiling, but I can see a tinge of nervousness gleaming in the form of a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

"Uh, but... My family..?"

"They're going to be alright, also. We'll keep bodyguards around the bakery and at your home, they'll alert us if anything happens but try and restrict their travel as much as you can. The closer you are to us, the safer you will be."

"Mmh, alright. Is that everything?"

I glance at Osamu, who clears his throat and runs a hand through his hair.

"Shouyou... I don't mean to be blunt about this, and please don't think I'm trying to embarrass you, alright?"

Osamu's voice is soft as he leans closer to Shouyou.

"You're... hypersexual, right? Do you feel like you have to have sex constantly?"

Shouyou's cheeks and ears flush red, and he buries his head into his hands. While the rest of the table can't hear Osamu, they can probably take a guess as to what he's speaking to Shouyou about.

"Maybe," Shouyou's muffled voice comes from his hands, "What about it?"

A smile makes its way onto Osamu's face, and he leans a bit further away to get a better view of Shouyou's expression.

"What do you say... we become your friends in more ways than one? We're not forcing you, this is entirely up to you, but we made the unanimous decision to ask. After all, you've swooned us to the point that we'd do anything for you."

Nods and hollers of approval scatter around the room, almost startling Shouyou in his seat, which he seemingly can't seem to sit still in all of a sudden.

"Wait, wait, wait, how'd you know about that?"

Sugawara laughs at the other end of the table. "Shouyou, you're an open book. We've spent our entire lives reading people. Your eyes practically spell it out, you know."

This time, Shouyou's beyond embarrassed. He covers his face again and sinks down in his chair.

"But, you see, we love that about you. We love how kind you are, how strong you are, and how you take care of what matters most to you. I like that you take care of us because we matter to you. Being members of the mafia, people don't like to see us as, well, people," Akaashi speaks.

"You know how to read people, too, Shouyou," Kenma observes with a smile, "When we're down, what we like, what we don't like. You can see all of it. You want to see all of it, and you never use it against others."

Shouyou moves his hands from his face again, but he stays slunk back in his chair.

"I know you've been through a lot, Shouyou," I pitch in after a while, "We want to be the ones to help you out of that dark place the same way you helped us out of ours. Plus, both sides benefit. You don't have to love all of us. You only have to promise not to go to any other man besides us."

He's now nibbling at his thumb nail, glancing over all of us once again.

"I don't really get it yet, but... I mean, I guess if it works out, and, maybe... I don't know, that seems slutty, doesn't it?"

He shakes his head as he sits up once more in his chair.

"You have time to think about it," I reassure him, "After all, this is probably one of your least concerns, but I want it to be in the back of your head."

Atsumu chimes in with his uppidy voice, "I don't think it's slutty. You'll be ours an' ours alone. We can't have ya decide between all of us, and we certainly can't have ya run off to be with someone else. This deal will make sure we have ya to ourselves, an' in exchange ya get yer urges taken care of. If ya feel yer side of the deal is selfish, we'll just make it so that ya have to wear a collar, so we can track yer every movement. I'm fine with that."

Shouyou's anxiety relaxes a bit.

"No, no, I don't think that's... necessary. Uhm... I'd like to think about it a bit... If that's alright..?"

Shouyou's eyes fall back onto me, and he's trembling a bit in his hands, I can see that before he tucks them back under the table.

"Of course, Shouyou. We'll wait. Take all the time you need."

"Thank you, and thank you for thinking about me."

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