Finding Sanctuary

Chapter 13

Note: I don't own Haikyuu and stuff.

Despite doing something as tedious as getting food from the store for the week, it's fun. They get back to the apartment rather quickly thanks to that list Bokuto originally thought was a waste of time with them both present. Granted, he also thought Fukunaga was being OCD when he organized them into weird sections only to find out it's the aisle the item's generally in so they only have to go down once instead of going back and forth over and over again. Bokuto didn't like being outsmarted like that and sulked for a bit even as he praised the cat's idea.

Everything is quickly put away, the hoodies hung up since it's warm enough now to go without, grab the owl's sports bag for his practice, and swiftly head back out to grab coffee and maybe a snack before they run any later. Their plans went a little wonky from what they intended after the kind of late start, but that's okay. They'll just have to have a slightly early big dinner since they're skipping a real lunch.

Though, Bokuto has to admit he's proud of himself. The pale boy slips his hoodie off and hands it over to be hung up when Kotaro holds his hand out for it after hanging up the one he was wearing. He used to just throw them on the back of the couch, but Akaashi scolds him when he sees it. When he turns around, he spots the other's look for the first time that day which brings out a wide, impressed grin.

"You look cute today." He tells the boy (he isn't thinking, it just kind of falls out of his mouth as he thinks it) offhandedly as he gives an appreciative once over. He cringes after he realizes he said it out loud, ready to get told off or who knows what. Guys tend to get pissed off when he refers to them as cute for any reason, no matter how true it is and he just said it straight to the cat he adores without a single thought in his head so he's unable to move. Akaashi wouldn't be impressed with him at all right now, probably chew him out. He doesn't want to be smacked, it hurts and he has practice so he'd have to explain the handprint. First he's shocked, then nervous, then embarrassed a (teeny) bit, moving on to awe as he gawks openly.

He thought the raven would get mad or weirded out or something. Wrong again.

Fukunaga's surprised for a moment by the words before rewarding him with a pretty blush and a honeyed smile. A real, beautiful, full blown, teeth flashing smile that lights up and causes his dark eyes to narrow quite a bit as they sparkle in pleasure. He's flustered, but in a very good way as his hand clasps his other arm behind his back and tilts his head down shyly while shuffling. It changes into a really sweet smile that stays a long while after as well as a matching good mood.

The raven's so happy from such a simple compliment, it's amazing. Bokuto's never seen him smile like that. Hell, he feels incredible from being the cause of that particular reaction, at least after he can breathe again and his heart stops pounding so hard he can't hear anything else. Bokuto asks if the cat can hear thumping, Fukunaga cocking his head in confusion. The smile's still there as Bokuto swings an arm over the younger's shoulders when heading out several minutes later, Kotaro's still trying to get his brain back together as he wears a bright grin.

He can't wait to see Fukunaga smile like that far more often if he has any say in it.

Despite the differences in personality and communication, they never run out of things to talk about or get bored which is why they're in a mess of snickers yet again when they enter the cafe. This time in a friendly argument about who has the weirdest hairstyle out of the people they're in contact with that both know or at least have pictures of thanks to volleyball. Who knew the sport would have so many creative characters or weird ass hairstyles? It sounds so tame beforehand.

In the midst of the debate they stop in perfect unison to greet the older lady with arms thrown in the air then make the same orders as yesterday while the owl gets scolded for once again shouting in a peaceful environment with Rose hiding laughter, a chocolate swirl muffin with a French vanilla cappuccino and a bag of snickerdoodle cookies with a caramel coffee. They (Bokuto, Fukunaga just nods along) talk to her for a few minutes before excusing themselves to claim a seat, instantly back in their debate as if someone pressed play as they turn away.