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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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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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Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru (Haikyuu!!)

remember when Yahaba painted Kyoutani's nails?

other gender hcs more than welcome

I misread that as "remember when Yahaba painted Kyoutani's balls" and the image in my head thanks to that is truly amazing

i'm just

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The smell of nail polish is an oddly familiar, comforting thing. It's a strange thing to be attached to, Shigeru knows, since really it smells pretty awful and he's pretty sure just sniffing the stuff makes his brain cells die out in the dozens, but…

It was a habit, to watch his sister sit on the end of the bed and paint her nails while he studied. She's only been off to university for two weeks, but it feels like he's missing something out of his evenings. There's none of her trashy gossip, none of the little hints about girls on her softball team who think he's a catch or the quiet rattle of her nails against the keyboard of her phone.

There's still nail polish scattered over his desk, because Hikari can never remember to actually clean her stuff up behind her. And, there's Kyoutani, half-asleep and half reading some romance novel scooped off of Shigeru's shelf. (He'd claim that was Hikari's too, if Kyoutani asked. In truth, he's not sure which one of them it belongs to.)

He wiggles slightly to the side, just enough to lean over his desk and snatch one of the glass bottles, not paying too much attention to what color he ends up with. Next, he grabs the hand that Kyoutani's not using to hold the book up, hauling it into his lap and uncurling his fingers. Kyoutani looks up with a grunt, raising his eyebrows when Shigeru lifts the glass container and shakes it, making the tiny ball inside rattle.

“What the hell are you doing?” He blinks, leaving his hand there (maybe squeezing Shigeru's leg slightly, since he's been given the chance.)

“I'm gonna paint your nails,” he says it like it's the most normal thing in the world, and Kyoutani's brow furrows in confusion. Shigeru looks at the nail polish in his hand before holding it out with a shrug. “It's black. It'll look tough.”

“Whatever,” Kyoutani grumbles, leaving his hand where Shigeru has it. He sets the book down on his chest though, watching while Shigeru opens the bottle with a twist of his wrist and wipes the excess off on the edge the way he's seen his sister do a thousand times.

He's never actually painted anyone's nails before, though, and it's hard to figure out the angle that works best. There's a small grin on Kyoutani's face from the way Shigeru keeps moving his hand around, managing to apply a layer to both his nail and the skin surrounding it.

“You kinda suck at this.” Shigeru doesn't justify that with a response, simply focuses on doing the rest of them better. He gets more precise as he moves down the fingers on Kyoutani's right hand, before lifting it and holding them in front of Kyoutani's face.

“Blow.”

“What?” Kyoutani huffs, looking at him like Shigeru has gone nuts. Shigeru rolls his eyes and mimes what he wants with his own hand.

“Blow on your nails. So they dry,” he inclines his head and tries not to grin when Kyoutani simply complies. “Good. Give me your other hand.”

“You're so bossy,” Kyoutani rolls his eyes, shifting to put it on Shigeru's leg anyway. “If you wanted to hold hands so bad you could've asked.”

“Shut up and hold still,” he's laughing when he says it, though, and maybe this is a tradition that's just as good.

SIGHS DREAMILY, not even my prompt but this catered to my interests perfectly and made me feel happy and calm.

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It's late in the afternoon and Yahaba is stretched out on his back, lying on the floor in Kyoutani's room. He shuts his eyes, stifling a yawn against the back of his hand. Kyoutani's fingers are warm as they circle his ankle, tugging gently, and Yahaba doesn't even protest. He allows his foot to be pulled into Kyoutani's lap, only blinking his eyes open when it's been there for a while.

"What are you doing?"

"You have painted toenails," Kyoutani murmurs, tapping a finger against Yahaba's little toe as if to make his point. "It's cute."

"Mm," Yahaba shuts his eyes again with a smile. "My sister gets me to paint her nails for her. Sometimes I'm curious about how the colours would look on me.

"I like this purple," Kyoutani tells him, tapping his finger against Yahaba's middle toe this time.

"You would," Yahaba laughs quietly. "It's the same colour as the t-shirt you wear to practice. I still remember the look on your face when I wore it last week, when we got caught in the rain on the way here and I needed a change of clothes."

"I liked seeing you in my clothes," Kyoutani mumbles, sounding both pleased and embarrassed. "Is that why you picked this purple?"

"More or less," Yahaba replies. "I painted my toes and thought of the cute way you scrunch your nose up when you frown. Like you're doing right now, probably."

"Shut up," Kyoutani mutters, pushing Yahaba's foot off his lap and lying down on the floor beside him. He turns on his side, pressing a kiss to Yahaba's shoulder. "I hate you."

"Mhmm," Yahaba hums, stroking his fingers through Kyoutani's hair. "I'm sure you do."

"We're meant to be studying," Kyoutani says, kissing Yahaba's lips this time. "I thought you were meant to be a good influence, being captain and all, now."

"I'm already on top of my schoolwork," Yahaba points out. He grabs the front of Kyoutani's shirt, pulling him into another kiss. "We're allowed to take breaks, you know."

Kyoutani grins, kissing along Yahaba's jaw. "I know that."

Later that afternoon, when Yahaba is packing his things to leave, Kyoutani catches him by the hand.

"Hey. Paint my nails for me sometime? Not my toes, but on my fingers."

Yahaba smiles. "How about Seijou green? Maybe if the captain and ace both show up with mint green nailpolish, we can convince the rest of the team to do it for team spirit."

"You're such an ass," Kyoutani mutters, but he sounds proud of it. He kisses the tip of Yahaba's nose. "Maybe just black."

"I'll bring some with me tomorrow," Yahaba tells him, kissing Kyoutani's lips before slinging his bag over his shoulder. He says goodbye to Kyoutani's mother on his way out, bowing as he passes, and leaves with one last smile over his shoulder.

The next afternoon, Yahaba pulls a bottle of black nail polish out of his bag and steers Kyoutani to the table in the lounge room.

"There's more room here," he says, "and I'm going to put some paper down, just in case."

"That's reassuring," Kyoutani says, sitting down. "I thought you were meant to be good at this."

"Doesn't mean I want to take any chances and accidentally spill black nail polish on my boyfriend's coffee table," Yahaba mutters, and Kyoutani sits up a little straighter.

"Hey, say that again."

"My boyfriend," Yahaba says slowly, "better stop being so damn surprised when I call him that, when it's been months. Anyway, lay your hand flat on the table, like this."

Kyoutani does as he's told. He watches as Yahaba works, nose scrunching up at the first few brushstrokes, but then clearly getting used to it. Yahaba uses his other hand to hold Kyoutani's hand still, and looks up when he's done with one hand, to find that Kyoutani's face is completely red.

"You keep touching my hand," Kyoutani mumbles. "I like it."

"What the hell," Yahaba whispers, leaning across the table and kissing Kyoutani. "Why are you this cute?"

"Shut up," Kyoutani grumbles, kissing back. "Anyway, you got some nail polish on my skin as well."

"It'll wash off later," Yahaba replies. "Now don't touch anything. Just leave your nails to dry while I do your other hand too."

"How long does it take to dry?" Kyoutani asks. "How long do I have to sit still for?"

"Just a few minutes," Yahaba tells him. "Hang in there. Even you can do it, I'm sure."

"I never said I couldn't."

Yahaba pats Kyoutani's hand gently, just to watch the way his cheeks burn red. "I know you, though."

"I hate you so much," Kyoutani grumbles, but he stays still all the same. "This looks cool. I'm going to fight anyone who thinks otherwise."

"I'm sure that everyone knows that," Yahaba replies. "Besides, everyone knew better than to comment on your hair when you bleached it the first time. I don't think anyone's going to try and make an issue about this, either."

"Good," Kyoutani nods. "How long is this going to last for, anyway? Will you show me how to fix it up?"

"Of course," Yahaba says with a fond smile. "It'll be easy, so you don't have to worry. Now, you'll have to stay still for a while longer just to make sure it's all properly dry before we start cleaning it up, okay?"

"What am I going to do, if I can't use my hands at all?" Kyoutani complains.

Huffing out a quiet laugh, Yahaba gets up and walks around the table, sitting down beside Kyoutani and nuzzling against him.

"Don't worry. I'm sure we'll work something out."

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Bonus Round 1: Memory

Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

Re: Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

Re: Prompt: Team Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

FILL: TEAM KYOUTANI KENTAROU/YAHABA SHIGERU, G

Re: FILL: TEAM KYOUTANI KENTAROU/YAHABA SHIGERU, G

FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, G