Ready, Set.

Returned *

He was back, unfortunately we haven't been together since. He was so jet lagged Sunday I felt bad going over, and now we were in the middle of our game and all I could do was look at him. He still had circles under his eyes from the time difference, but he was playing at top shape. We were winning comfortably, this other school was not making it into the brackets.

As Yama sent the ball into the court and the whistle blew I knew we had won, I'd been focused the first set, blocking almost all the shots the other team had sent our way, my serves even scoring a few points. The second set, after huddling and seeing Kenma's eyes drop, I refocused on him. He was so tired. I had to make sure he wasn't going to pass out mid serve.

Yama and Lev wrapped their sweaty arms around me in victory, I heard Coach shouting some kind of half-praise at us. I watched Kenma wobble to the bench, calmly slipping out of the group hug and jogging to him.

"You ok?" I asked, he nodded before dropping his head, his hair slick with sweat,

"I wanna go home," He mumbled, I felt my heart twang. His small voice sounding so innocent in that moment, everything in my bones wanted to take him home.

"We can sleep on the bus too, and then we'll be home." I knelt infront of him and put my hands on his knees,

"Come on, we have to say thank you," I watched him nod, pulling himself up using my shoulders. I kept an arm around his back as we walked along the net and lined up. We shook hands with the other team, the person opposite Kenma giving me a concerned look,

"Is your server alive?" He asked,

"Barely, long weekend." I waved as Kenma leaned further into my side.

"He looks sick, maybe he shouldn't play the next game.." He sounded genuine, but Kenma snapped his head up,

"I'll be fine, I just need a nap. The next game isn't for three days anyway." His voice even tinier now.

"We'll fix him up, thank you." I nodded and walked Kenma out to the bus, tasking Lev with our bags. He gladly grabbed them and set them down at our feet once we got on the bus.

"Kuroo," Kenma mumbled as he head fell onto my arm,

"Yes?" I looked down at him and realized he was asleep, or nearly,

"I wanna go home.." I chuckled, knowing he was out of it.

The team piled onto the bus and we headed back to Nekoma, thankfully Kaguya was waiting for us. I felt Kenma readjust, curling up in the small seat so his face pressed into my stomach. I held his face, rubbing his hair off his forehead as he pressed into my thigh.

I leaned back and just as my eyes shut the bus jerked to a stop and the lights came back on.

"Home!" Coach shouted. Of course...

Kenma barely stirred, I didn't want to wake him. I unbuckled myself and then him, motioning for Yama to grab our bags. He scoffed before looking at Kenma, then grabbing them. I smiled, thankful my boyfriend made up for all the cuteness between the two of us.

I pulled him up and his arms flung around my neck, I awkwardly twisted and grabbed his ass to pull his legs around my waist. Lev waited in the aisle,

"You got him?" He asked, I wrapped both arms under his ass and felt him nuzzle into my neck,

"Yeah, he's just squirmy." I laughed and walked off the bus, Kaguya laughing as soon as she saw us.

"He's tired yeah?" She took the bags from Yama and shoved them in the front seat.