"Hey everyone!" Lev's voice rings out in the room, quieter than it would normally be, but loud enough to draw everyone's attention, at least, everyone who was awake.
Daichi had finally woken up again and he was doing okay, still a little drowsy and sore but he was okay. He now had a haircut that matched Tanaka's that he wasn't too happy about though.
The room currently consisted of Daichi in his wheelchair by Suga's bed, Ennoshita on the chair next to him, Nishinoya, Suga and Asahi all huddled together on the same bed, and Hinata and Kageyama snoring quietly tucked into Hinata's bed across the room. Every now and then, one of the older boys would walk over to check up on them, tugging the blankets up over Hinata's shoulders each time.
"Hey, Lev, Yaku," Daichi replies quietly happy to see the tall first year pulling the Libero into the room.
"How are you guys?" Lev asks softly earning a strong whack to the stomach from Yaku.
"Don't ask them that, idiot, they're probably sick of hearing it," Suga stifles a giggle. "We come bearing gifts," The shorter boy then continues holding up a large clear container full of cookies that instantly make the other boys mouths water.
"Kenma was too scared to come, I think he was afraid to see you guys hurt so he and Bokuto made cookies and told us to tell you that they would come to visit soon," Lev says once again earning a smack from his teammate.
"Don't worry, Akaashi and Kuroo supervised," Yaku reassures as he opens the box of cookies and brings them forward.
Suga instantly goes about setting some aside for the rest of the team. while the other boys dig in. Daichi and Ennoshita share a small smile at Noya's excitement for the sugar as he practically leaps out of Asahi's lap to grab a cookie each for him and his boyfriend.
Across the hall, in the room that belonged to the remaining first years as well as Narita and Kinoshita, the residents of the room were being kept company by their managers, coach, teacher and Tanaka too.
Yamaguchi was sitting up on the bed still with Tsukishima, Yachi had let out a squeal of delight when she saw them together, and another when Tsukishima pressed a soft kiss to Yamaguchi's head. She was now sitting cross-legged on the end of the bed with Yamaguchi's injured foot up on her lap and Tsukishima's legs pressed up against the side of her thigh. Yamaguchi couldn't help but laugh as she stuck her tongue out in concentration as she did her best to draw something on the rough surface of the cast.
Ukai and Takeda were sitting side by side on the chairs by the bed telling the boys some of their own high school stories after somehow getting onto the topic. Tsukishima listened in shock as Takeda talked about how he once got caught smoking out behind the shed. Ukai, who he later told the rest of the story to was glad that he left at the fact that it was pot, not cigarettes that he was smoking.
On the bed across from them, Narita lay, eyes shut. He was attached to wires and beeping machines that served as a constant reminder of his condition. If it weren't for the machines and wires, and how completely still he looked, he could easily be mistaken for sleeping.
Tanaka and Kinoshita sat at his bedside, keeping up with the stories being told across the room. The latter of the two's attention was still primarily on Narita, hoping each time that the next time he looked at his face, his eyes would be open and he would be okay, only to be disappointed each time. Tanaka's focus was primarily on Kinoshita. He hadn't been able to remember much more, just odd memories here and there which the doctors told him was to be expected, but he could tell that this was hard for the other second year, probably harder than it was for anyone else. So he made sure to stay by his side, his arm pressed comfortingly against the other boy's as he shared in his sorrow.

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