sportsanime | Bonus Round 1: Memory

Let's start our summer by looking at the past—things that happened in canon, or maybe in an AU, or maybe just as wishful thinking...

This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on June 9 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

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RULES

Submit prompts by commenting to this post! You prompt should consist of one scenario beginning with the phrase "Remember when", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from our list of nominated fandoms.
- Your prompts can take the form of recalling canon facts/events ("Remember when Nozomi and Eli got parfaits after school?"), non-canon events ("Remember when Megumi and Jin met at the Tadokoro Family Reunion?"), or somewhere in-between ("Remember when Bokuto and Kenma first met?"). Headcanons and AUs are welcome!
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Rei & Nagisa). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Rei/Nagisa). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
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word count: 1,245

no tags just fluff

The first time Furuya kisses him he doesn’t know what to do. All he’d done was lean in to correct his form, his leg going a bit too wide, so Kazuya had simply reached across him and leaned in and found his vision blotted out by Furuya’s face, lips making brief but solid contact with Kazuya’s own lips. All he could do was blink at the tall pitcher, his face growing hot, Furuya’s own cheeks only slightly pink.

“That was, yeah, OK, uh,” Kazuya had stumbled over his words uncharacteristically, his lips and mouth suddenly feeling completely foreign. “Good job Furuya, don’t forget to ice your shoulder.” He’d winced a little at how completely un-smooth that was, patting Furuya’s shoulder a little too hard on his way to make a hasty exit from the indoor practice area.

“Yes, senpai,” Furuya had said to his back, not a trace of the flustered feeling that had Kazuya’s skin tingling.

Sitting in class the next day, he wonders if it was just a strange fluke as his hand is drawn to his lips for the umpteenth time that day. He could just ask Furuya if it was some sort of accident. It could have been a reflex, Kazuya reasons with himself; their faces were very close together. Maybe he thought Kazuya was going in for a kiss though…and met him part way.

There’s really only one way to find out, or at least only one fun way to find out so Kazuya decides to see what else will get Furuya to kiss him…

After practice and dinner that night he finds Furuya in his room with the excuse that he wants to make sure their ace is keeping his grades up. He waits until Furuya is sitting at his desk, his notebook open so he can prove that he’s been taking notes and not falling asleep in class when Kazuya makes his move.

He drapes an arm over one of Furuya’s shoulders, letting it dangle down his chest while he leans in, his chest pressed against Furuya’s back as he leans over Furuya’s other shoulder to “get a closer look”. Furuya turns his head, kissing Kazuya longer than yesterday, long enough for Kazuya to take in how soft and warm Furuya’s lips feel on his before he turns back to his notes. Kazuya nods automatically, not listening to a word of Furuya’s explanation about his math notes.

“Yeah well that looks good,” he cuts Furuya off, “good job Furuya, I’ll be going now that ah…everything is in order.” He backs away nodding, Furuya watching him go with a slightly concerned expression.

“Are you feeling well, Miyuki-senpai?” Furuya asks, and the butterflies in Kazuya’s stomach go wild.

“I’m perfectly fine,” Kazuya laughs a little too loud, groping for the door handle behind him. “Goodnight Furuya,” he says when he finds it and Furuya says a quiet goodnight, not looking at all convinced.

Kazuya can’t remember the possible reasons he came up with about why Furuya might have kissed him, all he knows, standing with his back to the outside of Furuya’s door and his heart pounding is that he wants it to happen again.

The next day Kazuya invites Furuya to his room to paint his nails, setting out the polish on the floor before Furuya gets there, sitting down on his bed and standing up again, several times as he tries to appear casual and collected, not like he’s thrumming with nerves.

Furuya shows up precisely on time, Kazuya opening the door at the first rap of his knuckles on the door. He settles easy and calm onto the floor next to the polish and Kazuya tries to settle his face into something neutral although for the life of him he can’t seem to control the twitch of his lips as he sits next to Furuya, the polish on Furuya’s other side so he has to lean across him for the bottle.

Furuya doesn’t disappoint him, capturing Kazuya’s lips and holding him there, heart pounding and suddenly unsure how to breathe as Furuya’s lips move against his. He’s starting to wonder what he’s supposed to do with his hands. He rests one of them on Furuya’s shoulder. Before he can do the same with his other hand there’s something cold being pressed into it, Furuya pulling away, a faint dusting of pink on his cheeks as he hands Kazuya the bottle and leans back.

Kazuya has seriously miscalculated, taking Furuya’s offered hand and staring at it, his mind blank. It’s warm, the nails nicely kept and the fingers long and pretty.

“The polish, Miyuki-senpai,” Furuya says leaning against Kazuya’s bed and Kazuya blinks at him.

How does he look so calm when Kazuya is a mess? He lets go of Furuya’s hand to open the nail polish, scooting across from him because as smooth as he thought he was being painting someone’s nails when they’re sitting next to you is difficult.

It’s also difficult to paint someone’s nails when you can’t stop staring at their mouth.

He does a terrible job, he knows it, he’s sure Furuya must know it too but he doesn’t say anything about it, he just thanks Kazuya for painting his nails before leaving the room, leaving Kazuya alone to stew in his embarrassment.

He knows he should stop, or at least take a break from this experiment which seems to be completely masochistic but he can’t help himself.

Other things that earn him kisses: leaning over Furuya’s shoulder to steal a piece of chicken from his bowl (bonus chicken also included), strapping the icepack to Furuya’s shoulder, giving Furuya a massage, spending almost all his allowance trying to win a polar bear plushy from the nearest arcade on his only day off.

There’s really only one thing Kazuya hasn’t tried, but he decides it would be worth it, finding Furuya pitching into the net by himself one night, thankfully. He watches a while, working up the nerve, taking pleasure in the way Furuya’s body moves before he clears his throat.

“Furuya, would you kiss me?”

Furuya turns to look at him, eyes going wide and Kazuya is ready to laugh, make a joke out of it but Furuya drops the ball in his hand back into the crate.

“Yes,” Furuya says quietly, stepping into Kazuya’s space, his hand going to the back of Kazuya’s neck to cradle it gently as Kazuya tips his face up.

He has enough kissing experience now that he doesn’t embarrass himself afterwards even if his brain still gets foggy, especially with Furuya’s thumb stroking the back of his neck like that.

“Do you like kissing me?” Kazuya asks against Furuya’s lips, wet and pink, making Kazuya want to cut off his response.

Furuya nods, their lips brushing against each other’s, making Kazuya grin.

“I like it too,” Kazuya admits and he can swear Furuya’s shoulders relax more.

“Did I do a good job?” Furuya asks. “Does this mean Miyuki-senpai will only kiss me from now on?”

“Furuya,” Kazuya snickers, “I wasn’t kissing anyone before you, and I don’t want to kiss anyone else.”

“Good,” Furuya says quietly.

“Was this your plan?” Kazuya asks, chuckling. “Was this your way of courting me?”

“Maybe,” Furuya says evasively and Kazuya throws his head back and laughs, Furuya’s hand a pleasant weight supporting him.

“Good job,” he smiles against Furuya’s lips and can feel the curve of the other’s lips in return.

this is so so adorable and precious, furuya is such a darling, and miyuki is such an idiot when it comes to his feelings. they're such a good pair, thank you!!

Bonus Round 1: Memory

Fill: Team Furuya Satoru/Miyuki Kazuya, T

Re: Fill: Team Furuya Satoru/Miyuki Kazuya, T