The Spider taking care of the Baby Bird
Onoda sneezed loudly as his bike came to a screeching halt. His face was flushed from not only the peddling but from the fever that cling to his forehead. He sniffled a tad bit before continuing his practice. Although the captain told him not to practice today, Onoda did it anyway. Not because he thought the captain didn't know any better. If fact, It was because of Makishima.
He heaved a deep breath as he pushed the pedals. Turn, turn, turn! He though constantly.
He always thought Makishima was cool.
Well, almost.
When he first met him, Onoda was scared.
But there something about how amazing Makishima climbed. That angled way of swaying as his hair went to and fro.
Onoda was slightly embarrassed because he was growing out a piece of his hair on the right side and decided to dye that piece green with a streak of red in honor of his mentor. Unfortunately it's a secret project.
He coughed a bit more before pushing forward only to fall forward.
Onoda was waiting for the crash but instead he was held up and back onto the bike. He blinked.
"Oya, oya, gaki, what are you doing, sho?" A familiar drawl voiced out. Onoda blinked as he turned to see his mentor who he thought was the fastest and coolest climber ever, Makishima.
"... Training." Onoda coughed out as his voice cracked from the cold.
"Tch." His lazy eyes drawn over the shivering Onoda lazily. "Kinjou doesn't want you to burn yourself out."
"..." Onoda was quiet. However after a long pause Onoda stared up at his mentor figure. "I wanted to keep practicing... My high cadence in sun or cold..." Onoda nervously shifted.
Makishima flushed slight before he heaved a sigh before giving the shorter climber pat on his yellow helmet. He noticed how Onoda would try his hardest to somehow be like Makishima. It was really cute. Not that he would admit that aloud. It was like a baby bird trying to fly and glide to catch up against a spider. Not knowing how dangerous it would be. Makishima has always watched Onoda, and doted him when time was needed. He smirked lazily. A spider taking care of the tiniest baby bird.
"One last lap." He said.
A smile bloomed onto Onoda face. Makishima blushed slightly on how much of a child Onoda looked. With that Onoda pedaled faster.
Makishima watched as Onoda started on his last lap.