Ship: Kita Shinsuke & Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu Fandom: Haikyuu!! Major Tags: None Other Tags: None Word Count: 435
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Osamu picks up the fan from where it's fallen at the very edge of the court when he subs off. He looks at it, taking in the fact that it's very obviously handmade. Kita-senpai♥ talking!, it reads, and he looks up to the seats just above where it's fallen, hearing a shy squeak as someone ducks out of sight. Judging from the positioning and the wording, it's probably someone from their own school.
He looks back down at the fan and hums in thought. Whoever it was who made the fan, they have a pretty good point. Kita is a good captain and it shows through his choice of words, his firm but calm tone, and the way he makes people listen to him.
Walking over to the side of the court, Osamu settles in beside Kita, arms folded across his chest, holding onto the fan.
"What is that?" Kita asks, turning to look at it.
Osamu doesn't reply, but gives the fan a small wave. Kita frowns, trying to follow the movement to read what's written on it. When he does, his eyes go wide, and his cheeks turn a little pink.
"You have fans," Osamu tells him. "Who make fans."
"Fan fans," Atsumu adds, from where he's standing on the court while Karasuno get ready to serve.
"Focus on the game, 'Tsumu," Osamu scolds him. "Or else Kita-senpai will give you a talking to."
"Stop that," Kita hisses. "Or whoever made the fan will think that you're making fun of them, instead of making fun of me."
Atsumu lets out a low whistle. "Pretty considerate of you, Kita-senpai."
"How are you even paying attention to our conversation right now," Kita huffs. "If you lose this point, I'm personally making sure that you never get to eat pudding ever again."
"Seconded," Osamu adds brightly.
"Twin dual focus, disengaged," Atsumu says, and Osamu wishes that he had the decency to be ashamed of his twin brother, instead of encouraging this sort of behaviour.
"It's nice, though," Osamu murmurs, a little quieter. "The fan, I mean. Someone put a lot of care into this. That's a nice thought, isn't it? THat someone feels passionately enough about you talking that they'd make a sign. Maybe you should talk more often."
Kita takes the fan from Osamu and spins in around in his hands. Osamu glances up at the stands, and sees someone ducking out of sight once again. Whoever they are, they must be thrilled that Kita has seen the fan, and likes it.
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 435
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Osamu picks up the fan from where it's fallen at the very edge of the court when he subs off. He looks at it, taking in the fact that it's very obviously handmade. Kita-senpai♥ talking!, it reads, and he looks up to the seats just above where it's fallen, hearing a shy squeak as someone ducks out of sight. Judging from the positioning and the wording, it's probably someone from their own school.
He looks back down at the fan and hums in thought. Whoever it was who made the fan, they have a pretty good point. Kita is a good captain and it shows through his choice of words, his firm but calm tone, and the way he makes people listen to him.
Walking over to the side of the court, Osamu settles in beside Kita, arms folded across his chest, holding onto the fan.
"What is that?" Kita asks, turning to look at it.
Osamu doesn't reply, but gives the fan a small wave. Kita frowns, trying to follow the movement to read what's written on it. When he does, his eyes go wide, and his cheeks turn a little pink.
"You have fans," Osamu tells him. "Who make fans."
"Fan fans," Atsumu adds, from where he's standing on the court while Karasuno get ready to serve.
"Focus on the game, 'Tsumu," Osamu scolds him. "Or else Kita-senpai will give you a talking to."
"Stop that," Kita hisses. "Or whoever made the fan will think that you're making fun of them, instead of making fun of me."
Atsumu lets out a low whistle. "Pretty considerate of you, Kita-senpai."
"How are you even paying attention to our conversation right now," Kita huffs. "If you lose this point, I'm personally making sure that you never get to eat pudding ever again."
"Seconded," Osamu adds brightly.
"Twin dual focus, disengaged," Atsumu says, and Osamu wishes that he had the decency to be ashamed of his twin brother, instead of encouraging this sort of behaviour.
"It's nice, though," Osamu murmurs, a little quieter. "The fan, I mean. Someone put a lot of care into this. That's a nice thought, isn't it? THat someone feels passionately enough about you talking that they'd make a sign. Maybe you should talk more often."
Kita takes the fan from Osamu and spins in around in his hands. Osamu glances up at the stands, and sees someone ducking out of sight once again. Whoever they are, they must be thrilled that Kita has seen the fan, and likes it.
"Yeah," Kita says at last. "Maybe I should."