aobace:
“You’ve said ‘one more’ too many times now, shittykawa.” The ace muttered, picking up one of the previously discarded balls and tossing it between his hands. “Hm, I set, you spike. Hit and we continue. Miss, we stop and you buy me ramen.” His setting was POOR at best, and of course he knew that. But he was tired, and wanted the session to end and this might have been the only way aside from beating it into the other that it was time to REST. / @kingset starter call.
The strain of constantly practising was starting to show upon the brunet’s posture, his knee was doing the beginning phase of acting up due to him forcing himself to go beyond his limit. But when Iwazumi told him that they were to stop, a glare forced it’s way towards his best friend as teeth gritted ---- Despite being an amazing Setter and being able to orchestrate his team, he wasn’t that good at spiking and he wanted to improve. “One more time!! Please!” Oikawa shouted from the other side of the court, panting as he was trying to catch his breath and sweat was dripping down his brow and down his cheek bone before leaving his chin. It was clear that Oikawa knew he was well past his limit, especially with his knee was actually in, but he personally didn’t care as if he was still able to move --- He’d continue. It happened once before during practise where he continued that much that he re-opened the wound of his knee, still he had been close to doing that a couple of times and the team tended to be thankful to Iwazumi for literally knocking some sense into their Captain.
