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“um, matsukawa-san, why is there a baby in the gym?”
kindaichi and kunimi look down at the gymnasium floor, where you’re doodling over a large sheet of white paper.
“nm?” you turn your head to the new guests at the doors. a bright smile appears on your face as you see them.
“aki! yuu!” you chirp happily, slowly getting up on your feet as you run up to their legs, babbling happily.
both first years are surprised that the small child in front of them recognizes them, much less knows their names, considering they didn’t know her.
“oh, kindaichi, kunimi.” hanamaki walks up to them and picks you up so that you can see their faces.
“nyea!” you giggle, waving at them.
“so, who is she, hanamaki-san?” kunimi asks. kindaichi waves back at you.
“our manager.”
“eh?” kindaichi stops waving at you.
“kyoutani found her outside nearby the sink,” matsukawa says, coming up to stand next to hanamaki. you turn towards him, cooing. he smiles and gives you a finger to hold onto.
“the sink?” kindaichi gets a little more nervous.
“he found her there as a baby and brought her in. we picked up her clothes and everything and put it in a bag,” hanamaki explains.
“where did everyone else go?” kunimi asks.
“to get baby gear.” matsukawa pokes your cheek.
“this is weird,” kindaichi mumbles.
“isn’t she cute though?” hanamaki asks, bouncing you in his arms.
“fu!” you huff.
kunimi’s brows furrow; he wasn’t keen on being a babysitter. but you are keen to properly greet the first years so you stretch your arms out to him.
“mmm!” your bottom lip juts out a touch as your doe eyes seem to glimmer with anticipation and silent begs.
“um,” kunimi starts.
“here,” hanamaki hands you over and kunimi does his best to support your newer, much smaller body.
“makki! mattsun!” oikawa’s voice rings through the gym.
“oh, kunimi and kindaichi are here.” iwaizumi nods his head at them. kindaichi returns the greeting.
“aki!” you chirp, softly touching kunimi’s cheeks, giggling. kindaichi thinks he’s seeing things when he sees a soft smile grace kunimi’s lips.
“hey,” he says, relaxing the slightest bit with the warmth and softness of your body.
“aki,” you repeat, patting his cheeks.
“that’s me.”
kindaichi thinks he’s going to go into cardiac arrest.
everyone groups together back at the spot where you were doodling as they decide on what to do for the remainder of practice. you sit in iwaizumi’s lap as he hands you a large caramel-chocolate rice cake. he has you dressed in a godzilla onesie.
(“why godzilla?” kunimi asks.
“iwa-chan insisted,” oikawa hums. he takes out some of the snacks they bought you.
“it’s cute,” matsukawa adds.
iwaizumi beams at the compliment. “right?!”
hanamaki snickers.)
“nn?” you look at him with the rice cake in hand and iwaizumi can’t help but smile seeing how large it is compared to your itty, bitty hands.
he nods. “it’s a snack, tastes good.”
you nod, looking back at the rice cake and take a tentative bite. “mmm!” you mumble happily as the sweetness hit your tongue. he chuckles and ruffles your hair before turning back to the meeting.
“ahem, iwa-chan,” oikawa huffs. “are you ready?”
iwaizumi rolls his eyes.
oikawa huffs. “anyways! today we will still be doing practice, but iwa-chan and i decided it would be best if we all took turns babysitting in pairs.”
kyoutani glares at oikawa.
“did you want to go first, kyouken-chan?”
kyoutani looks away.
“doubt she’d want to be held by this menace,” yahaba says offhandedly. kindaichi gulps.
“huh?!” kyoutani growls.
“oi,” iwaizumi grunts.
kyoutani looks away.
“well, it’s not like kyoutani would do anything to hurt her,” hanamaki starts.
matsukawa nods. “he’s always listened to her.”
“isn’t that because she’s always getting him karaage-kun?” kunimi looks at you munching away at your rice cake and thinks you look like a cute chubby chipmunk.
“no,” kyoutani rumbles.
“you like it though,” watari says, smiling at him. kyoutani doesn’t say anything back.
looking at your rice cake and not paying any attention to what the boys are saying, your eyes glance over at the package they came out of and you make a choice! you break your rice cake in two
and offer a piece of iwaizumi, hitting him in the chin.
“haji!”
“hey,” he winces. oikawa hides his laugh behind his hands.
iwaizumi glares at him before looking down at you. the piece is partially bitten but he can’t say no when you’re looking at him like an angel, crumbs all over your mouth, as you stare at him expectantly.
he takes it and thanks you. you smile, giggling happily as iwaizumi smiles that one smile that makes his eyes crinkle and all the more handsome. you stand up after seeing the rice cake secured in his hands and make your way over to oikawa, offering him the other half of your bitten rice cake. he takes it, eyes glittery.
“is this for me?” he asks, hand on his chest.
you nod, smiling happily. “ruru!”
“oh my god,” his voice trails off as he holds the rice cake dearly. “thank you! i will treasure this!”
you beam, giggling. oikawa takes your hand and kisses the back of it.
“anything for our princess!”
“kya!” the nickname sends you into another bout of giggles. the boys feel themselves softening at the sound of it.
matsukawa and hanamaki look at each other, before hanamaki calls your name, smirking.
“what about the rest of us, princess?”
you turn to your left. “nnm!”
scrambling back to iwaizumi, he helps you unpack more rice crackers. you bolt off to hanamaki, eager to please. stopping in front of him, you sit on your bum as you focus on breaking the rice cracker into two.
“taka!” you chirp. hanamaki laughs softly and kisses your forehead as he takes the snack from you. you squeal in glee, patting your cheek in embarrassment.
(“iwa-chan!!! they are being indecent with her!”
iwaizumi hums, hoping you come back to him soon—he hadn’t given you a kiss yet.)
“am i next, princess?”
you look over at matsukawa, who has his chin in his hands. you nod, scooting over to him and offering the sweet to him.
“issei!”
oikawa scrunches his nose. “why can she say your full name?!”
matsukawa takes the rice cracker from you as he kisses your cheek. “favouritism.” he bites into the cracker. it’s good.
you pat at his hand, watching him raptly as he eats it. “goo?”
he laughs. “yeah, it’s good.” he ruffles your hair, pointing at iwaizumi who holds the package of crackers up.
oikawa huffs in indignation. you run back to iwaizumi for more crackers and he kisses your other cheek as he gives you another one. you giggle at him before turning around and rushing off to everyone else.
kunimi takes your gift with another soft smile and pinches your cheek, before kissing it. “thank you, princess.”
kindaichi, much too embarrassed to offer you that much affection in front of the others, takes your offering sincerely and blushes his way throughout your interaction. “th-thanks!”
(“you would have thought he’s meeting his girlfriend’s parents for the first time,” hanamaki quips.
iwaizumi laughs.)
yahaba takes your gift graciously, as does watari. the two go to even further lengths with getting on one knee and bowing to you like knights. you squeal and giggle in delight, thanking your dearly devoted “shige” and “shinji” as they softly kiss the backs of your hand.
oikawa’s jaw drops at their display—clearly they’ve embodied your princess role far better than he did.
kyoutani’s cheek pink with all the attention and especially with your nickname of “kenken!” you say so happily.
“share!” you squee, as you keep half of the rice cracker for yourself.
he nods and you take the chance to whap and rub your hand over his fuzzy head. the rest of the team looks on in surprise as you coo and giggle at the interesting feeling of his short hair underneath your small palm.
yahaba snorts, laughing as he watches you pet kyoutani, finding it funny how he has his head bowed down for you like an actual dog. kyoutani turns to growl at him.
“kenken!” you bend down to look at his face as he turns back to you.
“kenken!” you repeat.
“….yes?”
you kiss him on the forehead, giggling as you squat down in front of him. kyoutani’s cheeks burn red as he hides his face with his fist.
oikawa gasps dramatically.
they’re all a little jealous.