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Slow dancing

Why did he have to lose that bet to Kuroo. He looks over, sending death glares towards the bedheaded captain having the sly grin on his face. Oh what’d he give to punch that grin off his face. But no, no he was fulfilling the deal they made- loser slow dances with their height opposites while the winner watches, gloats, whatever. 

Hence the situation he is currently in- slow dancing with Lev, the tallest member in their team, in the middle of a mostly empty gym. Except for Kuroo who was snickering and Kenma gaming his way through the latest PSP game. God his neck hurt, he didn’t even WANT to have to look up constantly but god damn it Lev was too tall. 

The face he saw was fretting, careful to try and get the steps correctly, a sight that surprisingly made Yaku’s eyes widen slightly in awe. It was a joke, and yet Lev was taking this seriously. A small smile tugs at his lips, looking down so that Lev couldn’t see his face.

“This isn’t so bad…” he mumbles without realizing, too quiet for anyone but himself to hear. Maybe he should take up dancing lessons. 

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Extra Practice II korolxlev

"God he's late...again!" 

Yaku spins the ball on the tips of his fingers once more, standing in the desolate gym. Yes it's early morning, and yes it's Monday- the worst possible combination anyone could hope for. But it was Lev that wanted to have extra practice to work on his receives, even suggesting early morning on Mondays. Naturally he wanted his kouhai to get better at his receives, or more over get better at volleyball in general since right now, wow it's atrocious. However

"If the person that needs to be here isn't here there's no point," Yaku says more to himself as he lets out a long sigh. His first guess is that he overslept, as a yawn escapes Yaku's own mouth. He's here, might as well start warming up.

Lev's going to get a good scolding for making him haul up so early to not show up on time.