@daddycrcw sent—— 🎄 – a kiss under the mistletoe
“ ah. ” she notices the sprig of ( what she can only assume is mistletoe ) almost as soon as she steps into the club room. it’s not surprising , and she doesn’t grant it more than a simple blink and a sigh. tanaka and nishinoya have already done their yearly tradition of asking her out on a christmas date , which she declined in both cases , so she supposes it’s not unfathomable that they prepare a plan b of mistletoe and hope to find her under it.
she should take it down. if takeda-san comes and notices it , they’ll probably be scolded. shimizu has a feeling that he turns a blind eye to tanaka’s and nishinoya’s childish antics , but mistletoe is … almost too adult-like for teenagers. at least , if she was an adult teacher , she would probably think that way about her students , too.
hopelessly , she stretches her hand up to try to reach it , but her fingertips only brush the bottom of the leaves. the little bell tied around the stems twinkles softly , and shimizu frowns at it. come back with a step ladder , a mental note in her brain writes. that , or she can ask sawamura , though she’s not sure he’ll fare much better than her. after all , he did shrink from the last measurements ... “ can you help me ? ”
she doesn’t really believe in rituals like this. but … “ are you superstitious , sawamura ? i can give you a kiss. ” she has no problem with it , though she’s thankful it’s only him here , and not tanaka or nishinoya screaming like wild animals. shimizu parts her lips and exhales softly , craning her neck to offer a kiss to his cheek. it suffices well enough , she thinks. now , time to take that thing down. “ anyways , you can probably rip it off. it’s only taped. ”
DAICHI FOLLOWS SLOWLY behind kiyoko, eyes glued to his phone as he reads an article in VOLLEYBALL MONTHLY, something droning on about how good volleyball players do this and that. all things he already does. when he hears kiyoko ask for help, he’s already stopped near the door and his eyes pull away from his screen, tilting his head some in a slight bit of confusion. he blinks, slowly looking upwards finally seeing what she needed help with. ❝ mistletoe ? ❞ he asks, before looking down at her. when she asks if he is superstitious, he blushes softly, thankful for the cold air when she says she’ll give him a KISS.
now... daichi never assumed she’d give him an ACTUAL kiss, but of course, he is a teenage boy, so the thought DID cross his mind for a brief moment before she craned her neck to press her lips to his cheek. he swallowed hard, and he too was VERY grateful that his kouhai weren’t here to witness this act of perfection with kiyoko’s lips against his cheek. he WAS a boy, and she WAS very beautiful, though he would never openly show his attraction to her as the others plainly do. suga once freaked out when she held his hands during a match, only to swat at nishinoya and tanaka to leave his hands alone or they’d no longer smell like her. he wasn’t THAT infatuated. and even if he was, he had more CLASS than that.
❝ t-.. thank you, that was kind. ❞ he said, giving her a soft smile before reaching up with ease to yank off the sprig of mistletoe and toss it in the garbage by the front door inside of the club room. ❝ i wonder who put it there. ❞ he knew it was the boys, but after all, they don’t know for SURE, so theres always a LITTLE room for speculation. ❝ and why they thought they’d get to use it with you. ❞ he teased a little.
