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[closed for lempereur] A Rush of Adrenaline
Since Yusuke had expressed an interest in seeing him play, and because he'd been kind enough to share his studio with him, Asahi extends an invitation for Yusuke to attend their next official volleyball game. He's nervous about having someone he knows in the stands, but Asahi also knows that once he's on the court, it'll be a lot easier to forget his surroundings and focus on the match. He can't let his teammates down, after all, and he especially can't disappoint his date.
His date. God, Asahi never imagined he'd be bringing a boy to his games, that someone would want to be there for him, cheering him on. Meeting Yusuke feels like a dream come true, or even a miracle.
Fortunately, the match goes well. Asahi is able to lose his nerves, and keep his head in the game even when things aren't going in Karasuno's favor. And when they are, he's at his peak performance, warmed up from the game and getting better, his spikes getting stronger, faster, and harder to block.
When his team wins, a few people crowd around him to celebrate, thumping his back (and, in Nishinoya's case, happily leaping onto his shoulders), but Asahi still takes a moment to turn to the stands. He makes eye contact with Yusuke and beams triumphantly, without a hint of his usual shyness.
The team heads down to the locker room to get clean and change out of their sweaty clothes. Asahi plans on meeting Yusuke once he's done, and hopefully he has enough time for them to go on another date.
His date. God, Asahi never imagined he'd be bringing a boy to his games, that someone would want to be there for him, cheering him on. Meeting Yusuke feels like a dream come true, or even a miracle.
Fortunately, the match goes well. Asahi is able to lose his nerves, and keep his head in the game even when things aren't going in Karasuno's favor. And when they are, he's at his peak performance, warmed up from the game and getting better, his spikes getting stronger, faster, and harder to block.
When his team wins, a few people crowd around him to celebrate, thumping his back (and, in Nishinoya's case, happily leaping onto his shoulders), but Asahi still takes a moment to turn to the stands. He makes eye contact with Yusuke and beams triumphantly, without a hint of his usual shyness.
The team heads down to the locker room to get clean and change out of their sweaty clothes. Asahi plans on meeting Yusuke once he's done, and hopefully he has enough time for them to go on another date.

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His hands find Yusuke's hips, hold tightly there. Thumb brushing over the waistband of his pants.]
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I love you.
[ It's a whisper, as if it were a secret that shouldn't travel any further than Asahi's ears. It is and isn't - he could shout it from the rooftops without remorse, as long as Asahi accepts it. ]
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He's scared that he's overstepped a boundary, and there's an apology on his tongue but Yusuke beats him to it. He inhales sharply, gaze fixed on Yusuke's.]
I. [How does he respond to this??? Is he ready to say it back? If he's not, what does he say?
The look in Yusuke's eyes is so raw, so earnest. Asahi wants to protect him, to hold him, to be with him.
That's love, right?]
I love you too. [He murmurs back, voice a little shaky. Nervous.]
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It's the truth, and he's as sure of that as a 3rd year who's never felt like this can possibly be, but maybe the truth is too much. Too much, too fast, too heavy of a burden to put on him at once. It's only been a handful of weeks...which have been wonderful, but that's not very long. In the time it takes Asahi to recalibrate, Yusuke doesn't even breathe, he doesn't do anything but watch and await his response. ]
You do?
[ It's an expression of thrilled disbelief instead of a question. Asahi wouldn't say it if it weren't true. ]
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He carefully nods.]
You're really important to me. So much. And I love being with you, no matter what we're doing, so... yes.
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