Not All About Tennis
10. Present
Marui laid on his bed with his eyes closed and his Ipod on full volume. His head was dangling off the bed and his hands rested n the small strip of skin that had been revealed when his tee-shirt had pulled up.
He felt more relaxed than he had been in weeks. There hadn't been time to properly relax since nationals – what with training first years, recruiting regulars, and studying for exams.
He was enjoying the peace when his bed shifted with added weight before he felt soft fingertips danced up his shins. Shocked at the touch, he swung his body up and his eyes snapped open. Relief flood him when he found it was only Niou.
"Hey," Marui greeted – pushing his headphones down to his neck. "What are you doing here?"
Niou held a box out to Marui – who instantly recognized the icon as the symbol for a nearby pastry shop, "I bought you cake. A congratulations for doing so well on your exams."
"We don't have the results yet," Marui answered as he peeked in side.
"Yeah, well. I have faith in you."