What are the odds

7

A stillness had settled over the group, one plagued with a heavy silence as they all sat huddled in and around the bus. Kinoshita had managed to pull out some of the bus seats with his one good arm in order to create a larger covered space that they could sleep in safely at night. Everyone was surprised at the amount of strength the boy had. His other arm was broken, bones held in place by sticks and fabric.

upon entering the small campsite the team had made, Suga had instantly gone into protective mum mode, pulling each and every one of them into a hug and asking if they were okay, he did his best to hide the tears when Tanaka asked "Who exactly are you again? Sorry, Ennoshita here says I hit my head," With a familiar grin.

After that, he'd gone into the bus to check on Narita and Daichi and hadn't come out. When Hinata went to check on the third years injuries he found him laying on the ground next to Daichi, the other man's hand clutched to his chest and tears drying under his closed eyes. While he slept, Hinata did his best to clean the abundance of slashes and marks across his back.

He didn't realise he was crying until Kageyama, who had been standing silently by his side since making it back to the camp, put his hand on his shoulder. He froze for a second before throwing himself into the young setters arms knocking him back a step or two.

"I want to go home, I want to go home," He sobbed. "What if I never get to see my mum again, what if I never get to see Natsu again,"

"Shut up you dumbass," Kageyama replies, as good with words as ever, inexperiencedly wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. "Of course you'll get to see them again," He tucks his chin on top of the fluffy orange hair and just holds his friend as he sobs. Outside the bus, Nishinoya had jumped on Asahi, letting himself feel small in the older boys arms, and refused to let go. They were now sitting on one of the removed bus seats, Noya cradled like a small child in Asahi's chest.

It had been a long time since Asahi had had to be the strong one for someone else, and frankly, the fact that it was Noya, brave, strong Noya who he had to keep it together for, was terrifying.

Not far from them, Kinoshita and Yamaguchi were chatting, the younger with a soft smile on his face while Tsukishema sat just a little bit out of the group watching them.

Ennoshita was going through the supplies that they had managed to gather from the wreckage of the bus, a few snacks, some water, all while Tanaka was sitting with his legs crossed like a young school boy, looking up at his classmate in a way not unlike how he looks at their manager, with complete awe.

"Were we out camping? I've always wanted to go camping," Taaka says with such excitement in his voice that even Asahi cant help the small smile on his lips. Ennoshita lets out an exasperated sigh.

"Why the hell would we have a bus if we were hiking?" He asks, raising his eyebrow at his friend.

Tanaka's jaw just drops as he leans forward to poke said eyebrow.

"Woah you're hot when you make that expression," He says causing Ennoshita to flush pink. "Oh my god, that's so cute," Ennoshita was now hiding his cheeks in his hands begging the other boy to shut up, unable to withstand the compliments.

Those who could hear them were laughing at their friends' embarrassment.

"Hey, what's your name?" Tanaka asks.

"Ennoshita, you know that; I told you that,"

"No your full name,"

"Ennoshita Chikara,"

"Chikara," Tanaka tests the name on his tongue, drawing out the syllables. "Chikara you're gorgeous,"

Ennoshita groans and tries to move away causing the other boy to get up too and latch onto his arm. "Where are we going?" He asks with wide excited eyes. "Romantic walk?"