Kunimi stared at the television screen. He could see the actors and actresses moving around and talking but their voices were background noise. Only when his friends turned to him expectantly did he give a half-second reaction. This made them content enough to turn back to the television so he could drop the act.

Mirae was sitting on his left side clutching a bowl of popcorn to her chest. Her grey eyes were wide and she seemed to be reciting each line that the heroine spoke.

Kindaichi leaned against his left side, muttering and gasping every few scenes.

Every so often, one of them would reach for the remote sitting on the table in front of them to pause the show. They would learn forward and turn to look at each other with goofy grins and sparkling eyes.

"Did you see what she just did?"

"I can't believe I missed that the first time we watched it."

"He just brushed his hand against hers."

"She was listening in on their conversation!"

Kunimi felt like he was infringing on their alone time.

The popcorn had long gone stale and no longer satisfied his hunger. His right arm was becoming numb because of Kindaichi's weight against it. His fingertips prickled at the sensation. Finally, he shrugged him off and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Mirae asked. She quickly paused the show and stared at him with round eyes. "It was just getting to the good part."

"Getting water. You guys watch it, I'll be back."

He dragged his feet as he walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. He finally felt like he could breathe again.

Kunimi took a glass from the cupboard and reached for the pitcher of water. He tipped it, hearing the water trail into the cup. He frowned as it became full to the rim.

Their voices were muffled but the closer he walked to the living room, the more clear their words became. He stopped in the doorway.

Mirae was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her body turned so that she was facing Kindaichi. He had his arm draped over the back of the sofa, one leg tucked under the other. They were staring at each other with the same goofy smiles and wide eyes and whether by choice or instinct, they had moved much closer to each other in the one or two minutes he had left the room.

He wondered how much closer they would get if he wordlessly left.

When his mom called to ask if he had taken the chicken out of the freezer for thawing, Kindaichi's face paled. He scrambled off the sofa and repeated apology after apology as he left the room.

"He's such a dork," Mirae grinned.

Kunimi had to agree with her.

They had gotten through four episodes of the drama and although he didn't understand the plot or the characters, he could tell his friends did. There were scenes they came close to crying in and scenes that made them angry. Sometimes they'd stare at each other with heart eyes and gush over how romantic a gesture was.

"Can I talk to you about something?" he asked.

Mirae looked up from her phone. "Of course, what's up?"

Kunimi sighed heavily. He had talked to Kindaichi about this little problem before but his friend had been of no help. All he said was "What?" and then short circuited for the rest of the day.

But he had more faith in Mirae.

"I'm going to ask Emiko to be my girlfriend."

"Our Emiko?" she clarified. His face went blank. "Of course, it's our Emiko- we don't know any other Emiko. But, why?"

His nose crinkled. "Believe me I ask myself that too."

"Well, when did you know?"

"I think seeing her wear my track jacket confirmed it."

"Right," Mirae bit her lip, "and I'm guessing you told me because you want me to confirm what the likelihood is that she'll say yes?"

Kunimi nodded.

"We just got back from a training camp with over seventy guys and Emiko didn't talk about any crushes she had. If you make a move, I think you'd be luckier than most guys. Though, the one thing that might make her say no is Kageyama."

"Does she like him?"

She glanced at the ceiling and chose her words carefully. "She and Kageyama have a strong friendship. I think it's mostly platonic. That being said, she is protective of him."

"Does he like her?" he frowned, recalling how defensive Kageyama had become that day during their practice match.

"Let me ask you this; what happened between you guys during middle school?"

At that moment, Kindaichi walked into the living room. He sat on the opposite chair and his jaw tightened at the mention.

"Kageyama wasn't much of a team player back then," Kunimi shrugged. He watched his friend from the corner of his eye. "He said some things he shouldn't have and we benched him. The school year finished, we graduated, and we haven't spoken since."

Mirae's eyes darted between the two boys.

"We're fine," Kindaichi said through clenched teeth, "I'm fine."

"Emiko and I agreed that if our friendship made Kageyama feel hurt or betrayed, we'd choose his side. I'm embarrassed to admit it but I thought it was you two who hurt him."

"More like him who hurt him," Kunimi pointed to Kindaichi.

"I'm not hurt," he huffed back.

"Plus, we told Emiko about what happened."

Mirae's expression softened. "If she knows the truth and trusts you three enough to continue being friends, then I don't think you have to worry about rejection as much as anyone else does."

"So, you think I have a chance?"

"I'm saying you have more of a chance than anyone else. Still, maybe you should take a week or something and really think this through. Are you sure you want her?"

"She is pretty dumb," Kindaichi added.

Mirae nodded. "And dramatically loud." 

"Don't forget about unnecessarily violent."

"I get it," Kunimi snorted. He shook his head and the corners of his lips lifted. "Believe me I don't know how it happened either. We were friends in middle school, and when she left I didn't think about her that much."

"Then she returned," Kindaichi shuddered.

"Yeah. She returned and I started thinking about her more than I should be."

"Which still doesn't make any sense to me."

Mirae grinned. She patted the seat beside her and gestured to Kindaichi. "I don't think love has to make sense. Yua's love doesn't. And speaking of Yua, we're on episode five."

This time, Mirae sat in the middle. They didn't bother pausing the show to point out certain parts that stood out. Still, Kunimi could hear their hushes whispers and small gasps. Kindaichi wasn't leaning into her but he had his arm draped over her head on the sofa. Mirae would occasionally turn to look at him with flushed cheeks.

Kunimi wondered when his friends would make it official.

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Sooo would anyone be mad if Kunimi asked her out?

And what about Mirae and Kindaichi? Are they made for each other or what?

If you prefer other ships please mention them in the comments! The story isn't finished yet and we haven't met all the characters in Haikyuu so the possibilities are endless.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter don't forget to vote!

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