"Asahi-san."

The ace jumped and whirled around.

"Nishinoya?! What are you doing up?!"

"I could ask you the same question."

"Y-yeah?!"

"Spit it out, Asahi-san."

"A-and why should I?"

"I mean, you don't have to, but-"

"No no no I'll tell you!"

"Okay. Tell me."

"I was just calming myself down."

"Anxiety?"

"And insomnia."

"I can relate to that."

"You?"

The word startled Nishinoya. He hadn't realized he'd been seen as fearless. He thought he'd been showing his anxiety, and that everyone was too focused on the members of the group like Asahi and Hinata, who got so nervous sometimes that they couldn't breathe. But maybe he wasn't as transparent as he thought. Maybe no one actually knew how he laid awake at night, adrenaline rushing through his veins too fast to let him calm down and fall asleep.

"Y...eah?"

"I didn't know."

"Turns out no one else knows either."

"I'm sorry, I should have seen, or figured it out-"

"It's fine."

It was. Really. Noya had learned how to deal with his anxiety a long time ago. He'd lived with it his whole life, and knew all the tricks and tips to keep himself calm and his head in the game. But still...his chest tightened a little bit. He began to practice subtle breathing techniques to keep himself calm, but he started to shake anyway. He could keep it under control, It'd just be hard. He casually put a hand on the table and leaned into it. Yup, this one was minor. He could handle it.

"Are you sure?"

"Y-yeah. I'm sure!"

Too obvious. Even Kageyama could figure that one out. His voice wavered, then died, as he tried to make an excuse to cover up his blatant lie.

"Spurious."

"H-huh?!"

"Spurious. False. Fake. Made-up. A lie."

"A-are you calling me a liar?!"

"Yes. You said you were fine."

"I-I am!"

"You're stuttering, you're shaking, and don't think I didn't notice you leaning on that table, Yuu."

"I- fine. I might be be having a very small anxiety attack right now."

"Do you know why?"

"No. I'm not nervous or anything."

"Fair enough. Would you like me to escort you to your couch?"

"...That'd be nice."

Instead of being escorted like he thought, Nishinoya suddenly found himself scooped up bridal style, by Asahi, and being carried to the couch, which made him blush, Like, really hard.

It was at that moment he realized.