Tanaka Ryuunosuke/Nishinoya Yuu Haikyuu no tags. Word count: 546 Remix of lemon's BR1 TanaNoya sleeping on a bus fill
The bus jumps and Noya jolts out of sleep. He yawns, feeling the drool on his skin shift unpleasantly, and wipes it away with the back of his hand. The air conditioning is blasting and while it had felt great when he was still full of heat and energy after the game, now he feels cold. But Ryuu is there next to him, a line of heat down his side, and everyone else appears to be asleep.
“Ryuu,” he hisses, patting his chest. Ryuu grumbles awake.
“What d'ya need?” he slurs.
“I'm cold, I wanna move,” Noya replies. Ryuu nods, and for some reason shifts further away. Noya puts a stop to that at once, grabbing his cheeks and facing him. He looks Ryuu in the eye before kissing him one, two, three times. He feels Ryuu smile on the first kiss; hears him start giggling on the second. Noya smiles as wide as he can after just waking up and throws a leg over Ryuu, settling into his lap with a happy sigh.
“What if somebody sees, Noya-san!” Ryuu whispers loudly and Noya laughs and drills him in the shoulder before looping his arms around Ryuu's chest and his ankles around his back. Ryuu pulls him close and they sit for a moment, just breathing each other in. Ryuu is warm and firm and smells like cheap soap and sour sweat, and Noya wants to burrow into him and live there forever.
“You were so cool today,” Ryuu murmurs into his shoulder. “That last diving save was amazing.”
“Not as amazing as the other team's faces when you spiked it past them,” Noya replies, and they pull back a little to laugh at the memory.
“You any warmer?”
“Yeah.” Noya shifts even closer, feeling heavy and warm and safe. “Got m'own personal space heater.” Ryuu laughs and bumps their foreheads together. “Hey, Ryuu, can I come over tonight?”
“'Course.” Ryuu's voice is vague and sleepy as he leans his head down onto Noya's shoulder. “Always.” Noya hums and lets himself drift off against Ryuu's chest.
– He wakes up again and glances blearily out the window. They're almost back at school, and the others are going to start waking up soon. Noya sighs. He lets himself breathe Ryuu in one last moment before blowing a raspberry against his neck.
“What? What's happenin'?” Ryuu sits bolt upright and Noya nearly falls out of his lap. He starts giggling and disentangling himself.
“We're almost back at school,” he explains. Ryuu nods and lets him go, a little reluctantly. They lean back against each other, the backs of their hands touching, and Ryuu hooks their pinkies and sends him a sleepy, sappy smile. Noya smiles back, so fond and soft that his chest feels tight. He loves Ryuu on the court, determined and energetic; and he loves Ryuu at home, messy and loud; but these quiet moments where it's just the two of them are special.
Ryuu sticks his tongue out and wrinkles his nose.
“I think I got some of your hair in my mouth,” he says. He spits it out. “Tastes like hair gel.”
Noya cackles loudly, waking up the rest of the bus.
FILL: Team Grandstand, PG
no tags. Word count: 546
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The bus jumps and Noya jolts out of sleep. He yawns, feeling the drool on his skin shift unpleasantly, and wipes it away with the back of his hand. The air conditioning is blasting and while it had felt great when he was still full of heat and energy after the game, now he feels cold. But Ryuu is there next to him, a line of heat down his side, and everyone else appears to be asleep.
“Ryuu,” he hisses, patting his chest. Ryuu grumbles awake.
“What d'ya need?” he slurs.
“I'm cold, I wanna move,” Noya replies. Ryuu nods, and for some reason shifts further away. Noya puts a stop to that at once, grabbing his cheeks and facing him. He looks Ryuu in the eye before kissing him one, two, three times. He feels Ryuu smile on the first kiss; hears him start giggling on the second. Noya smiles as wide as he can after just waking up and throws a leg over Ryuu, settling into his lap with a happy sigh.
“What if somebody sees, Noya-san!” Ryuu whispers loudly and Noya laughs and drills him in the shoulder before looping his arms around Ryuu's chest and his ankles around his back. Ryuu pulls him close and they sit for a moment, just breathing each other in. Ryuu is warm and firm and smells like cheap soap and sour sweat, and Noya wants to burrow into him and live there forever.
“You were so cool today,” Ryuu murmurs into his shoulder. “That last diving save was amazing.”
“Not as amazing as the other team's faces when you spiked it past them,” Noya replies, and they pull back a little to laugh at the memory.
“You any warmer?”
“Yeah.” Noya shifts even closer, feeling heavy and warm and safe. “Got m'own personal space heater.” Ryuu laughs and bumps their foreheads together. “Hey, Ryuu, can I come over tonight?”
“'Course.” Ryuu's voice is vague and sleepy as he leans his head down onto Noya's shoulder. “Always.” Noya hums and lets himself drift off against Ryuu's chest.
–
He wakes up again and glances blearily out the window. They're almost back at school, and the others are going to start waking up soon. Noya sighs. He lets himself breathe Ryuu in one last moment before blowing a raspberry against his neck.
“What? What's happenin'?” Ryuu sits bolt upright and Noya nearly falls out of his lap. He starts giggling and disentangling himself.
“We're almost back at school,” he explains. Ryuu nods and lets him go, a little reluctantly. They lean back against each other, the backs of their hands touching, and Ryuu hooks their pinkies and sends him a sleepy, sappy smile. Noya smiles back, so fond and soft that his chest feels tight. He loves Ryuu on the court, determined and energetic; and he loves Ryuu at home, messy and loud; but these quiet moments where it's just the two of them are special.
Ryuu sticks his tongue out and wrinkles his nose.
“I think I got some of your hair in my mouth,” he says. He spits it out. “Tastes like hair gel.”
Noya cackles loudly, waking up the rest of the bus.