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un: FLYHIGH
hey my name is shōyō hinata, that’s 日向翔陽! there’s a lot of kanji about the sun and flying in it☀️🪶 i’m a pro volleyball player and i’m gonna be one of those night walkers. even if that really sounds like something you’d name a zombie, doesn’t it? why don’t they use THE FUN GUYS or WALKING ARCADE?
anyway if anyone needs a good time, i know exactly what you need! sports. it gives your brain the same amount of searatonin and dopemeen that doing nsfw stuff does so we’ll win big any way you look at!! 💪 [ searatonin and dopemeen are not typos. he doesn’t really remember how to type them correctly. head empty, only balls. ] i’ll play anything you’d like, even though volleyball’s what i know most about. i tried pretty much everything in middle school or saw it on tv so i know basics ⚽️🏀🏈🏉⚾️🎾🏓🏸🏒. beach volleyball too, i played for a couple years in rio. if you just want to talk or hug or hang out and not do sports stuff, i’m cool with that too. just uhhh not the nsfw stuff i guess. only if we hit it off, or something. like that. i’ve never been on a date before. oh, and i can do delivery gigs, too. i worked for ifood and ubereats for a while.
anyway i’m looking for a knife, how to use it and how to suplex someone in self defense as first payment for SPORTS, IFOOD or VOLLEYBALL (BEACH OR COURT!!!) but after that food and playing more sports is a fair trade. if you just want to hang out, duh, that’s free. we can be friends.
just send me a message through here or private anytime! might be a little slow on the sports still cuz my legs and bones are recovering, but i really need to move before i go rusty. obrigado! thank you! ありがとう!
anyway if anyone needs a good time, i know exactly what you need! sports. it gives your brain the same amount of searatonin and dopemeen that doing nsfw stuff does so we’ll win big any way you look at!! 💪 [ searatonin and dopemeen are not typos. he doesn’t really remember how to type them correctly. head empty, only balls. ] i’ll play anything you’d like, even though volleyball’s what i know most about. i tried pretty much everything in middle school or saw it on tv so i know basics ⚽️🏀🏈🏉⚾️🎾🏓🏸🏒. beach volleyball too, i played for a couple years in rio. if you just want to talk or hug or hang out and not do sports stuff, i’m cool with that too. just uhhh not the nsfw stuff i guess. only if we hit it off, or something. like that. i’ve never been on a date before. oh, and i can do delivery gigs, too. i worked for ifood and ubereats for a while.
anyway i’m looking for a knife, how to use it and how to suplex someone in self defense as first payment for SPORTS, IFOOD or VOLLEYBALL (BEACH OR COURT!!!) but after that food and playing more sports is a fair trade. if you just want to hang out, duh, that’s free. we can be friends.
just send me a message through here or private anytime! might be a little slow on the sports still cuz my legs and bones are recovering, but i really need to move before i go rusty. obrigado! thank you! ありがとう!
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It's fun—! [ oh, but was it different. ] I like, [ a pause, only to hit the next one with a soft pock, ] the sting spiking leaves on your hand, but—! [ pock, ] The swing from this is pretty good, too!
[ for a sports-deprived sports man? a small hit of something else is enough to feel good. ]
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He scrambles after the returning strike, stumbling slightly, just making it.]
The way it goes up your forearm, to your elbow?
[He feels it right now, slightly painful.]
It's knowing that you're alive!
(1/2)
(2/2)
shōyō stands there with his torso turned to the ball’s increasingly rhythmic stop, and . . . the poor shōyō . . .
he’s turned back around with a face that would’ve belonged to someone who just dropped an entire cake on the ground. ]
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...but. It bounces and rolls behind Shōyō. L blinks.]
Fifteen love...
[He calls out of habit, though he sounds a little confused. There's a miss, and then there's a hell of a miss.]
It's OK... the weight of the ball is unusual, isn't it? It's probably throwing everything off a bit.
[He pants, resting a hand on his knee and leaning slightly on his racket. He'll take a slight break to recuperate, and maybe it's the same for Shōyō's pride.]
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[ shōyō mumbles this with enough volume to share it and feels his face getting hot in the process. now with his head down and bouncing the racket’s weaving off the tip of his sneakers, he eventually runs off to fetch to ball. he sees lazarus catching his breath by the time he returns, and chooses to just bounce the ball not with the racket, but with his hand. ]
It’s like, it does this pock pock thing? A volleyball goes all pow—
[ he’s speaking in ding dongs. ]
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He's glad that Shōyō isn't immediately serving. He needs another second; his heart rate is up so high, extremely quickly.]
Right... the ball is terrible. Even by the standards of tennis balls, which you're not used to playing with anyway.
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[ they did their best with these balls— and shōyō couldn’t argue about the quality of a tennis ball, only that it was vastly different from a volleyball, starting with size. in shōyō’s case, sound.
he does, actually, notice lazarus trying to catch himself in the meantime. shōyō could definitely keep going, but— ]
Do you want a break?
[ normally, he’s considerate. ]
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Sometimes, you just miss... why should there be shame in that?]
I'll take one, if you don't mind. Sorry to hold us up... I should probably take up regular running or something so I can keep up with you.
[Not that he looks like he can really afford the calories that kind of high-impact cardio expends.]
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the makeshift volleyball they made at around the same time as the tennis ones, earlier tucked neatly into his gym bag and now out to see the light of day. ]
You’re gonna need a lot more carbs on you! [ he’s honest! and now finding a comfy spot next to one resting L to simply roll the ball in his hands for now. what was it that his nutritionist said? ] That’s, I think . . . Five grams per kilo? [ in other words, ] A mountain of pasta.
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What about donuts? It's basically the same thing in a different form, isn't it?
[L's not very interested in nutrition, as if anyone who's met him even once doesn't know.]
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you’re going to have to keep the sweets to a minimum, he remembers. not a problem! was where he promptly ended that conversation— sweets weren’t exactly his guilty pleasure. but pasta was allowed? so maybe—
lazarus is smart. shōyō agrees because he’s smarter and probably knows what he’s saying! after a moment of mad calculations, shōyō nods and begins tossing the ball into the air, fingers splayed. practicing some setting, even though he wasn’t a setter. ]
You’re probably right! [ so, a thumbs up! and a brief, one handed catch of the ball. ] Donuts. [ and a return to serving. ]
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Sometimes, a man just wants to subsist entirely on candy. Or, in this case, donuts. Maybe the next time Shōyō decides to feed him, it'll be something that feeds his desire, and not his stupid worthless health.]
Energy is energy, right?
[Not all calories are the same, but he's never lived that way. He doesn't know.]
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And protein! [ he’s going to need!!! some muscle on his muscle! but you know what! ] Y’know those whey shakes? If you like the sweet stuff, the chocolate ones are real tasty!
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[L, of course, knew this on some level, at least the existence of such things. It was so far removed from his way of life that he rather forgot, and it surprises him freshly to hear it now.]
Would you call them as good as the real thing?
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[ no, the answer is no, but this is the life of a jock. chocolate whey and chocolate pudding might as well be the same damn thing, but god forbid you mix up the difference between gatorade and lucozade hyper. ]
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[He'll definitely be able to tell the difference.]
Would you ever share what you manage to find or have made here, in that regard?
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[He laughs a little bit, in that awkward way.]
I don't, though. It's not your fault we didn't find chocolate on the ship, that day. "Owing" implies that I would hold it against you, and I never would.
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In that case, [ let’s change the way he worded that—! ] I’d like to give you chocolate.
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[He's quick to reply, and then to amend]
At least, gifts of food. I move around so much that I don't know what I'd do with anything that wasn't consumable.
we can start wrapping up here if that’s ok! ☺️
shōyō has some ideas, but the only thing he gives away to that is a grin. ]
I’ll keep that in mind.
/wrap!
[There's rarely anything easy about L's smile. There is now, to the point where he might not even be thinking about it, as he tucks his tennis "racquet" under his arm.]