In which Moriyama is actually bi and just appreciates everyone's beauty.
The preparation for Interhigh starts months beforehand, and the training for it is brutal for all schools participating in it. None is as brutal as Kaijou's practice whose third years are desperately training for a chance to get the cup.
Even then some things never change.
"Today, I will play for him!" Moriyama announces as he changes his clothes. He is referring to the second year who has been coming to the gym to watch the team practice.
"Play for your team!" Kasamatsu retorts and Moriyama mumbles something that suspiciously sounds like, "Thank God Kasamatsu is not near." and how he is already playing for the team but Kasamatsu is not willing to put up with this shit again, especially since- "Senpai, haven't you been playing for him for the last two weeks?" Kise interrupts Moriayama's mutterings.
"Did you get anywhere?" Kise asks, genuinely curious after all Moriyama speeches about how beautiful, graceful and enchanting [Name] is for the past all week. Okay, not in so much words but the glowing aura and twinkling stars around Moriyama means the same thing.
"No." Moriayama grumbles, however he is not someone to get dejected easily. "But today I will!"
"You don't even ta(r)k to him!" Haykawa yells sick of staying silent for so long and Moriyama doesn't even wince at the volume when usually he would be yelling back or something.
"No need, my basket shall do all the talking." Moriyama sniffs.
"Senpai, I don't think this would work. Like me to introduce you instead? I already kn-" "Enough! To practice, now!" Kasamatsu orders.
Once out in the court Moriyama looks for [Name] standing in his usual spot on the second floor. [Name] catches his eyes and gives Moriyama a smile that has the shooting guard nearly walking into Kobori.
In the end Moriyama's basket didn't do all the talking at all, and neither did Kise's attempt to convince Moriyama to introduce him to [Name]. All it took was three days of failed basketball approaches, lots of sighs and Kasamatsu nearly hitting Moriyama for him to gather his courage and finally go talk to [Name].
For once [Name] was standing by the edge of the court and Moriyama took this as a sign that today is a day. In the ten minutes break he goes to him.
"I'm Moriyama Yoshitaka, the shooting guard." Moriyama introduces himself.
"I know." [Name] replies with a smile. "I'm [Last Name] [First Name]. Pleased to meet you."
"You too. So, I have noticed you for a while now, and I..." Moriyama looks at [Name] who nods and Moriyama takes this as permission to continue.
Moriyama takes a deep breath and looks everywhere but at [Name]'s face.
"I want you to go out with me." "Okay." "I don't expect you to agree and-" Moriyama stops rubbing the back of his neck midway to stare down at [Name], who is still smiling. "Wait did you agree?" "Yes!"
"That's great, would this weekend around six be okay?" The coach calls them back to resume practice. "Wait for me after practice?"
Just a bored uni student who is getting back into writing after a year of hiatus.
I procrastinate on anything and everything I can.
All my fics are gender neutral unless stated otherwise. [Example: Onsen | Aida Riko x fem!reader or Roommates | Matsuoka Rin x male!reader]
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