Haikyuu!! Oneshots {Various x Various}

One Thing - UkaTake

(For my hoe of a fren goodmorningvietnam)
(Art isn't mine.)

Third Person's POV:

Ukai could tell you a lot of things. Ukai could tell you that he was impressed with the volleyball team. Ukai could tell you he actually enjoyed coaching them. Ukai could tell you that he enjoyed going out for drinks with Takeda, Shimada, and Takinoue.

But there was one thing Ukai could not tell you, as he could not tell himself.

One thing.

Ukai was tired. It was after practice, and he had made everyone stay late to practice before the interhigh prelims. Which in turn, meant he had to stay late.

Thankfully, instead of having to deal with the team at his shop asking for pork buns, Takeda had left during practice to get them some. Thank God for Takeda.

Ukai yawned, realizing that he had forgot to make the team clean up after they left. He sighed, starting to pick up the stuff, before Takeda stopped him.

"No, you go home. I'll clean up. You've had a long day." Takeda says, trying (and failing) to pull the mop from Ukai's grasp. "Takeda, you really don't have to, its my fault for not reminding the team to clean up." Ukai responded, still not letting go of the mop. "I insist," Takeda says, still attempting to pull the mop away, "I want to help the team out too."

Ukai sighs, too tired to argue, and let's the broom go. As he lets the broom go, his hand accidentally brushes Takeda's fingers.

"Why the fuck am I blushing? What am I, a schoolgirl? I don't even like guys." Ukai thinks as he quickly walks out of the gym.

(A few weeks later)

"..kai...Ukai....Ukai!"

Ukai jolted awake and fell off the counter he was slumped onto. God damnit, he had fallen asleep working again. As he stood up, looking at his watch, he realized it was way past time for morning practice.

As he looked up to thank his mom, who he assumed had woken him up, and run out the door, he realized that it was Takeda who had woken him up.

"Oh, uh, Takeda, what're you doin' here?" Ukai asked. "Well, uh, you didn't show up for morning practice, and I kinda assumed that you were sick so I came to bring you some soup, but you seem fine, so," Takeda laughed awkwardly.

"I'm so sorry, I fell asleep and then didn't have the alarm to wake me up, and-" Takeda cut him off, "It's fine, come on, we can still make it to practice if we run." Takeda then grabbed Ukai's arm and dragged him out of the store.

"Guess I'm leaving my hair down today." Ukai thought, feeling annoyed at the thought. As he was running, he slowly became more and more aware of Takeda's hand on his arm.

"What the literal shit is going on? Focus, Ukai." he thinks, shaking his arm free of Takeda's grasp and running a few steps in front of him to the club room.

He's met by cheers, and jokes about him being late. Ukai shrugs, and laughs, but he can't seem to stop thinking about the place on his arm where Takeda's arm was.

"The fuck? Pull yourself together. You're not gay." He sighs, watching the team do laps and having an inner conflict with himself.