Set Us Up | 私たちを立てて | Kenma Kozume

| eight x twenty |

Watching eagerly from the sidelines with the people who weren't playing in the practise match, you couldn't take your eyes away from the match. Or the third match, actually because these guys seriously had too much stamina. You could see the toll it was taking on Kenma and you mentally cheered him on from the sidelines, making sure you had a bottle and a towel for him when he finally got to take a breather and come back to you.

The scores were incredibly close and you loved watching the two, Kageyama and Hinata, when they did their super fast set and spike that; despite the fact that Yaku was starting to comfortably be able to touch, was still awesome to watch. It was so cool, as well, that even though it was a practise match, all of the players were treating it seriously, calling out to get a spike and running after the ball to at least get a one-touch, it was admirable, you thought.

Your eyes, however, never strayed from the boy you adored for long. Even when there was just a short rally and Kenma glanced at someone to pass a quick set, he looked focused and so serious and it made you smile, the side of your mouth quirking up a little when you then looked at Hinata who was in front of him on the other side of the net.

"EEEHHHHH?!!?!?"

Unable to keep your laugh in, you had chuckled whilst leaning your head on Kenma's shoulder as you moved your weight into him so he had to leaned more towards you to keep himself on his two feet. Kenma nodded, reaffirming what he had said so that Hinata didn't feel like he had to ask again, as if Kenma was joking with him.

But it seemed like he understood because Kenma, joking? No, you were more likely going to do that out of the two of you.

"That's right!"

And you wanted to tease the orange-haired boy for blushing, possibly because of the way you and Kenma were so close to each other, the contact being so easy and natural.

"Woah, I had no idea!"

"Well, it's not a big deal."

But you had seen something else, and maybe it was nothing, but when Hinata glanced around to look for something or someone, and when he found what he was looking for, you followed his line of sight to see the black-haired setter in his team. Your grin simmered to a smile, lifting your head to look at the boy straight on because of course, there was a chance you could be wrong but something about the earnestness in his bright eyes spoke to you, reminded you of yourself,

"Shouyou.." Gaining his attention quickly from the use of his first name, Kenma turned to you as well, mildly curious about the sincere look on your face, "fight on." Encouraging him silently, you had said two words but between the three of you, it meant a lot more.

"[Name]."

"Huh?" Snapping your gaze up, an instant smile ignited on your face, "Kenma!"

You raised the bottle to his waiting hand and he took it to take a drink, looking at the ceiling as he finally got to hydrate himself when you finally looked around to realise that practise was over. You didn't even know how much time had passed but you were glad, standing up and raising the towel you were holding so you could pat it along Kenma's forehead and down the side of his face, along his jaw bone and then to his chin. His eyes, fast and holding something heavy with emotion, snapped to you when he felt the contact become slow, like you were savouring it for yourself and when your pupils became wider with affection, he had to quickly swallow the water in his mouth and lower the bottle lest he accidentally choke on it.