MuraHimu 30 Day OTP challenge. Day 8- With friends
A/N: Another day late I know QwQ I apoligise, but my internet was turned off this weekend so I wasn't able to upload it yesterday. Anyway, this chapter is a little longer than usual so I hope you enjoy!
"Remember, this visit is strictly basketball related." Yosen's coach, Masako informed them as she unlocked her front door, pushing it open to let the rest of the team in. They all filed in one by one until all five of them were standing in the doorway.
"I don't get why I had to come..." Murasakibara groaned, pulling off his shoes and setting them by the front door.
"Because it'll be good for our next game, Atushi." Himuro smiled up at him, doing the same with his shoes. It had been their captains idea to do this, he had suggested that they all get together over the weekend and discuss tactics for their next game, and so Masako had said that they could all do it in her house, under one condition. They don't break anything. And so here they were. Okamura sniffed loudly,
"I've... I've never been in a girls house before..." he cried dramatically, causing Fukui to roll his eyes.
"It's the coaches house, not some girls, now move it." the shortest player pushed their captain into the main sitting room. Masako sighed and shook her head. She had a feeling this wouldn't end well.
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Half an hour later they were all sat around a sheet of paper laid down on the floor. It had details of all their positions and a (rather badly drawn) picture of a basketball court. Masako sat on a chair, her wooden sword laying across her lap, whilst Fukui lay across the floor, feet in the air with Liu sitting cross-legged beside him. Okamura, Murasakibara and Himuro sat on the couch. Murasakibara popped some sort of candy into his mouth and buried his face in Himuro's shoulder, groaning.
"Muro-chiiiin, this is boring." he mumbled into the shorter boys shoulder, who chuckled and patted his friend on the head several times.
"It's just a little longer Atushi."
-x-
Another half an hour later and Masako had pulled out a whiteboard from god knows where and was going into extensive detail regarding positions and marking. This time it was Fukui, Liu and Himuro on the couch, with the captain and tallest player on the floor. The purple haired boy sat in front of Himuro, leaning back against his legs and crunching on a chocolate bar. Masako stared at Murasakibara,
"You better not be getting crumbs on my carpet."
"I'm not." Masako frowned and nodded, going back to her whiteboard. Himuro chuckled and leant forward, reasting his chin atop the taller boys head and smiling slightly. Murasakibara blinked for a second and also smiled a little, lifting his hand up with a piece of candy between his fingers and sticking it into his friends mouth.
"Hmm, thank you Atsushi~" Himuro hummed happily and nuzzled his face into the taller boys hair. Just then, they could all hear a slight snoring sound coming from the edge of the couch, and they all turned their heads to see that Fukui had fallen fast asleep spread out over the couch and head falling onto Liu's shoulder. The exchange student quickly glanced towards Masako, who was glaring at the shortest player in their group. She walked over to him and hit him over the head with her wooden sword, sending him bolting straight upwards, eyes wide and hand shooting to rub the back of his head.
"OW!"
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After that they had all decided to settle for watching the rest of the DVDs of the other teams past matches. Fukui was still rubbing his head from Masako's hit, and was now banished to sit on the floor with Liu and Okamura. Masako and the two aces sat on the couch.
"Pay attention everyone, you don't want to end up like Fukui, do you?" She glared at them all and pressed play on the remote. Everyone sat in silence as they watched, too scared to speak a word. After the first on had finished, Masako stood up to put the second one in, and in the minute she had moved, Murasakibara slumped down from his sitting position. He quickly grabbed a cushion and placed it on his lap. He then reached behind his black haired friends head and pulled it down so he was laying with his head on Murasakibara's lap. Himuro looked up at the purple haired giant, eyes widened slightly and face slowly growing red. However, the other ace had simply gone back to watching the new DVD, eyes set straight on the TV. Himuro blinked and couldn't help but let a small smile play on his lips, nuzzling his face into the cushion on his friend lap.
A few minutes later, Himuro could feel something touching his hair, and pulled away at the unusual feeling. He looked back up at Murasakibara, who was looking at him with half-lidded eyes.
"Mm?" he questioned the shorter boy, tilting his head slightly to the side.
"...nothing." Himuro smiled and laid his head back down, letting his own hand guide Murasakibara's back to his hair. The purple haired boy continued to touch and play around with the smaller boys hair, laying his other hand on the others neck. Himuro could feel his eyes closing, and himself beginning to fall into a light sleep. He stopped himself just in time, remembering when Fukui had fallen asleep and instead just opted to keep his eyes glued to the TV screen whilst Murasakibara stroked his hair.
