Ready, Set.

Breathing

Kenma unfolded the forms and handed them to the Nekoma coach,

"You're The setter the boys were chattering in about?" He said, pulling down his glasses to see the writing on the crumpled paper.

"I-I guess." He stuttered.

"Well then, get in there. I trust those boys to figure you out." He gave Kenma a pat on the shoulder and left the gym. Why was he leaving? Didn't he stay and well, coach them?

"Kenma! Over here!" It was Lev, the tall gray haired boy he'd met a few times yesterday. He walked over, kuroos jacket folded neatly in his hands,

"This is Kur..." he trailed off when he saw Kuroo come out of the locker room, his shirt was tight and everything Kenma had seen yesterday was there again. He was drinking out of a water bottle and rolling his eyes at whatever Yama was saying. Kenma tensed, everything he'd prepared to do went out the window and he felt like melting into the floor and just staying there until Kuroo left again.

"Kenma." He said as he approached the group of stretching boys. Kenma hadn't even changed from his jeans yet, he was glad this school didn't have a dress code, it made the news when they got rid of uniforms.

"I have your jacket." He said and held out the folded garment,

"Oh Yeah, I had totally forgotten about it," he said casually and pulled the jacket up from his hands.

Yama said he would go crazy over his jacket but..

"Oh, here's your colors." Yama said and handed him a folded pile of clothes,

"How did you know my size? I just turned in my papers..."

"We guessed, you aren't much smaller than Yaku and you said you liked baggy." Yama smiled and Kenma took the clothes. He hesitated before walking into the locker room to change.

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Fuck. Don't turn around. Don't turn around. I have to. I need to see him, I turned and bite my lip at the sight of those jeans hugging Kenma's backside. Shit. I was in deep shit.

"Yama.." I said and turned to face what could've been mistaken for a baby deer. His face was lit up like it was Christmas

"Someone's got a case of this feelings." Yama teased.

"Just because he's got a tight ass doesn't mean I have feelings." I hardened my face before turning to Lev and the others, we separated ourselves into two teams during practice, the third year and everyone else. They hated us for some reason, and most of them were too stuck up to say anything since coach was still putting together the starting line ups.

"Your jacket smells funny." ShoHei said as I walked past him,

"What? I don't think..." I lifted it to my face, sandalwood. My mother wore this since I was a child and it's always been my favorite.

"His mom must wear that scent around the house, that's all." I explained. "My mom does." I added.

"Oh, hardened Kuroo is a mommas boy? Who would've known?" Lev teased. I shot him a glare before pulling on my jacket. It was good to be back, but I know it wouldn't be long before I had to take it off again.

"Kenma! Wanna set a few for us?" Yama shouted, I turned and saw him in the doorway to the locker room. Yeah I was fucked. We got his shirt too small and it was tight, but it did show just how shredded he was underneath it. His track pants were rolled on his waist since they were too big, I guess Yaku was bigger than we thought.

"Yeah." He muttered before jogging over to us, he tossed his jacket onto the floor and met the boys on the second court in the gym.

"Kuroo, lets go." Yama shouted. I stood up and walked over, this time a few other first years were going to receive from us, fair enough. But Lev wanted to block more, so he was out obstacle.