"Nice ball." Miyuki stood, readying to throw the ball back to Furuya. Before he could raise his arm he was interrupted.
"K-kazuya…kun…" The catcher froze, not used to being addressed that way. With a slight blush he turned to see the younger Kominato brother, head bowed so his hair could cover, what Miyuki could assume, was a very red face.
"Er…yeah?" He raised a brow, curious. Haruichi shifted and wrung his hands. A noise caught Miyuki's attention and he tilted his head to look past his junior. Kuramochi was doubled over, trying to keep from laughing too loudly and Kawakami was next to him, staring in disbelief. The catcher smirked and put a hand on Haruchi's shoulder, making him jump and look up. The hair fell from his face and it disarmed Miyuki for a moment, seeing his usually hidden eyes. He pressed on though, grinning, "Is there something you need, Haru-chan?"
"E-eh?!" The laughter grew louder, the shortstop losing it and falling to the ground. Kawakami just shook his head and walked away. Miyuki looked back at his second baseman, waiting. "I…was wondering if I could help you…t-take off your gear. W-when you're finished." He looked down again and Miyuki took pity.
"Sure. Just a minute." He turned back to an impatient Furuya. "Three more." "But-". "But nothing, you need to rest. Ice up when we're done."
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"So, Ha-ru-chan~, what kind of bet did you lose?" The catcher snickered as his junior was kneeling before him, taking off his shin guards. Furuya had just left and it seemed Kuramochi could no longer keep himself composed enough to continue watching, instead heading back toward the dorms wiping his eyes as he guffawed. They were alone, but he couldn't help but keep teasing the younger player.
"I went to Eijun-kun's room last night and Kuramochi-senpai roped me into playing a game…I knew I didn't have a good chance but I didn't think he'd make me do something this embarrassing." Miyuki snorted. "Helping me is embarrassing? I'm hurt." He brought a hand to his chest and gave a pout, enjoying the flush that returned to Haruichi's cheeks.
"I-I don't mind this, Miyuki-senpai." He stood and moved behind the captain to take off his chest guard.
"Back to that? That's too bad. I enjoyed hearing you say my name." Miyuki said lowly, his lips returning to a smile. The chest guard fell, Haruichi dropping it in surprise. The second year turned "maybe you can call me that when we're alone." He winked and caught another glimpse of Haruichi's eyes. He smirked and picked up his gear. "Later, Haru-chan." He walked away from his shocked and confused junior feeling excited.
There'd definitely be a later