The former first years had an extremely unconventional relationship. While they might not show it, they were each other's closest friends. They had been through hell and back together since they had met their first year of high school, and they were closer than any outsider could fathom.
They had a habit, however, of fighting. And competing. And placing bets. Over everything, they could think of.
The beds had arrived on time and the boys had carefully assembled them, helping each other out to expedite the process. After finishing, however, they realized that they were covered with sweat and paint and decided to bathe before meeting upstairs near their bedrooms.
Sugawara had made the executive decision to sequester the four of them to the second floor of the house, where there were two bedrooms connected by a bathroom and a small seating area.
Hinata emerged from his room, his usually fluffy hair sticking to his forehead as he toweled it off. He joined the other three, who were sitting in a circle around a whiteboard. Tsukishima was scribbling on it, and it instantly dawned on Hinata what was about to go down. He grinned, sitting down in between Yamaguchi and Kageyama.
"Wow Tsukishima, you really want to bring back the Bedroom Battle? Even after that devastating loss, you suffered last summer?" The redhead teased, crossing his arms and smirking. Tsukishima rolled his eyes, capping the dry-erase marker, and sitting back to admire his work.
"Oh my god, for the last time, that does not count. I had the flu!" The blonde grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Whatever, whatever! We're bringing it back, and this time there are gonna be stakes." Yamaguchi exclaimed, giving Kageyama a nudge. The alpha sighed, wrapping an arm around his mate and ruffling his wet hair.
"As the current champion, you choose the rules and punishment." He explained as he watched Hinata's eyes grow big with excitement. The omega thought for a moment before snatching the marker out of Tsukishima's hand, quickly scribbling all their names on the whiteboard.
"Tobi, what time is it?" He asked suddenly. The alpha glanced at their orange wall clock.
"About five, why?"
"Perfect. The others get back at six, right?"
"That's right."
The omega smiled proudly to himself, satisfied with his challenge. He stood up and hung the whiteboard on the space between their bedrooms, turning to address the others.
"Listen up! We have an hour before everyone gets home. Whoever finishes the most in that time wins, and the losers will treat him to something for a week. Keep track of how many times you finish and tally them here. At six, we'll see who wins!"
The three others looked cockily at each other, each individual determined to win. Hinata glanced at the clock.
"It'll be five o'clock in forty-five seconds. Is everyone ready?" The omega asked, moving to grab his mate's arm. The couples split off and stood outside of their bedroom doors.
"Ready... set... and... go!"
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Kageyama's ears were filled with the desperate sounds of his omega writhing below him. Hinata's forehead was slick with sweat, his hair sticking to his temples in tiny curls. The raven-haired man took a moment to gaze at his mate, pressing a kiss to his smooth shin. He ran his hands up and down Hinata's strong thighs, squeezing them when he reached the top. The omega was practically begging for Kageyama at this point, which he managed to show through his needy whines. The alpha eventually complied, as he felt somewhat sorry for all the teasing. He pushed into his omega, never breaking eye contact. Kageyama wrapped his hands around Hinata's thighs as the omega's small feet bumped into the back of his head.
