thejasuri
When one training camp seems tilted towards the vending machine, and Miso, Kenma Kozume realises the predictable training camp he has to power through regularly might be only the surface, it's simmering for him. A shared glance towards the Karasuno manager and a late-night follow-up. Suddenly, it was happening; there was no code planned for the seemingly kind-hearted manager whom he had paused his game for, to enjoy a cosy sip of tea, curl up in his blankets, and dive into a soft romance with the Nekoma's setter.
Just one more time, I'll try, we'll do it right this time, we'll find the poetry that makes us re-read it, and if we can't find one, we'll just write one.
We often pray upon fate and destiny to have us aligned with our loved ones, our goals, but what if you decided to pick up the pen yourself and draft yourself a story, but with your favourite person? It couldn't possibly be Kenma Kozume, could it? A yes..and no, you'll see that oftentimes destiny is just a side reward we get.