Haikyuu! Striking Thoughts

Doom

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I bet he's not home again, Shigeru thinks to himself, nearing the flights of stairs leading to the apartment him and his Mad Dog of a boyfriend shared. Kyoutani really isn't there when the boy arrived. If he was he would've waited for him outside and carried his stuff for him. Apartment's empty instead. Empty of his presence like all other 4 pm noons in a normal day for weeks on end. "He's going to be there again," Yahaba talked to no one, chuckling to himself as he changed attires, preparing to leave. After leaving everything in check he finally made his way towards a certain gymnasium. From the start, Shigeru have always seen just how much Kentarou wanted to take part and become one of the Aoba Johsai's starting lineup. Not once did he attend any practices because he prefers to practice alone and far away from people where he found solitude in improving all on his own. There you are, he spotted the teen spiking from inside the gym. Shigeru smiles at the sight, watching him finish up. "I knew you'd be here," he told the agressive teen as he exited the gym. Kyoutani grumbled. He's caught on act. "I'm taking you home. You're tired," Yahaba placed a hand on his back. It was silent for the first few minutes. They're walking and all Kyoutani could hear are the city noises and clacking of a hundred other footsteps. But. "You left without any notice, don't think I have forgotten," it sounded like a deadly threat. Mad Dog gulped. His doom is right beside him, in a form of a sweet boy who he loves.