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He thinks about a full stomach, and how he’s stopped taking it for granted. How to differ his hunger for more from his physical hunger, from nourishment. He thinks about how he knows better now, and about how he’s going to take care of his body at every turn as a thank you for keeping him going, keeping him upright. He owes his body everything, because it has taken him everywhere.
“Say, Kageyama,” he says. Kageyama hums in acknowledgement. “Today, let’s play like it’s the last time.”
Kageyama scoffs. “You moron,” he says. He stops walking, forcing Shouyou to stop in his tracks too. His gaze never leaves Shouyou’s, intense as it has ever been, as familiar as Shouyou’s own. “Let’s play like it’s the first.”
Or, the Spring Tournament, a year past.
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13 Oct 2024