Shōyō took another sip of his cherry slushie, the drink stained his tounge a bright red hue. Working the night shift at a gas station was actually pretty chill, way better than he thought it would be. A visor tucked a bit of his vibrant orange hair back neatly, and his light brown eyes practically sparkled from the sugar rush he was getting.

Shōyō glanced up at the wall clock, but quickly realized that he couldn't read it. So instead, he check his digital watch and sighed when it read ten pm.

"Two more hours of this...Ugh." Shōyō groaned, but perked up when he heard the door open, the jingle of bells following it.

"Welcome, can I help you with anythi-" Shōyō was cut off when he saw Tobio Kageyama, his best friend, in front of him.

"Kageyama!" Shōyō jumped in pure joy, ran around to the other side of the counter, and hugged his friend tightly. Tobio ruffled Shōyō's hair, and a small smile tugged on his lips.

"Hey, dumbass. Sorry the rest of the team couldn't make it today, Sugawara-san is making them study." Shōyō pulled away from Tobio, that same warm smile still plastered on his face.

"That's ok, I guess I'll have to give Yamaguchi and Saltyshima their gifts tomorrow." He grabbed his slushie from beside the cash register, and held it up to Tobio's face.

"You want some?" Tobio sighed and took the cup from Shōyō, giving it a small sip before handing it back to his shorter friend.

"So, are you permanetly working the night shift now? Or just tonight?" Tobio was curious since school started at seven am, and that meant Shōyō would only get six hours of sleep.

"Not forever, just for two weeks." Shōyō finished the last bit of his slushie, but paused and looked at Tobio again.

"Why? Are you worried about me or something?" Shōyō smirked and narrowed his eyes at Tobio, who had the slightest bit of pink tint across his cheeks.

"You're such a dumbass, y'know that?" Tobio averted his dark blue eyes away from Shōyō's gaze.

"Whatever, but could you please stay at least another hour? My shift ends soon, but I need some company." Shōyō stuck out his lower lip, and began to look Tobio right in the eyes. Pouting usually worked on him, and Shōyō's weapon wasn't gonna fail this time.

"Fine, fine. But only because this gas station has quality milk."

"Is that all you ever drink?"

A/N: Ok guys, third story in progress! Hopefully this won't flop...