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Koushi wondered if he was dreaming or maybe hallucinating out of exhaustion when (Y/n) poked her head into the gym and waved at him with a shy smile painted across her lips. He'd never seen that version of her smile before but it kind of made him feel like his insides were dissolving. 

It still hadn't quite hit him yet that he was actually in a relationship with (L/n) (Y/n)-- the girl he'd first liked as a first year. 

When she'd slyly linked their pinkies together during lunch earlier that day, his soul had just about ascended to the astral plane and attained nirvana. 

Yeah, this will take getting used to, he thought, waving back at her before Daichi nudged him with his elbow, promptly bringing Koushi back to the realm of mortals with his stupid, smug grin and the wonderfully unpleasant aroma of sweat. 

As much as he wanted to head over and talk to her, Koushi also understood that his focus was of utmost importance right now when they were so close to Nationals. So he turned away from watching her head over to greet their managers (and introduce herself to Coach Ukai who promptly turned to shoot Koushi an impressed look which the young setter wisely ignored) and exhaled to steady himself before turning his full attention to practice. 

Narita raised an eyebrow in silent query, asking if it was okay to continue and Koushi nodded sheepishly at him, getting ready to set to his junior. Silently, he was thankful that this wasn't Tanaka or--god forbid-- Tsukishima, both of whom would probably pass some comment that would make Koushi want to spike the volleyball into their heads even if that wasn't his usual job. Instead, polite Narita overlooked his senpai's brief moment of fumbling in the face of his significant other and wordlessly returned to focus on the task at hand. 

Internally, Koushi blessed the boy and sighed in relief when the set turned out to be just as he'd envisioned before (Y/n) entered and all thoughts that weren't related to her instantly fled his mind. 

He was absolutely whipped. He didn't need Daichi's knowing grin to tell him that. 

Huffing, Koushi resolved to replacing the captain's water with vinegar next chance he got to extract his revenge before swiftly getting rid of the thought because Daichi was very well capable of dishing out twenty laps in penalty if Koushi pushed him far enough. A hard punch in the solar plexus would have to do then.

"You're thinking something scary, aren't you?" Asahi asked warily, approaching Koushi with a volleyball in his hands. 

Blinking and quickly assembling his features into a pleasant smile, Koushi asked, "What makes you think that?" 

Asahi watched him for a moment, and then shivered. "You're scary, Suga." 

With a sigh, Koushi held his hand out for the volleyball and gestured for Asahi to get into position to spike it given that Narita had gone off to talk to the coach.