〖 🍎 ‧ K𝕖𝒏

ʺWELL.  i can't have you being run over you dumb ass.ʺ

@martialist ;
            
            haah ?? what ? i have insurance i can cross if i want to .

ʺ.. that's too much work and stress.ʺ

@martialist ;
            
            i'm jus' saying , you have mighty great potential to play nationals 

ʺnah,  you just pmo.ʺ

@martialist ;
            
            just makin' conversation , unless you're already liking me ?

you know that i'm not the type to dance kento  [  a pen he kept in his coat pocket was taken out as he wrote a small note on the face of the card,  it was surprisingly his writing was still perfect despite how inebriated he was.  with careful steps,  he later rounded the booth to be on the same side as kento,  his figure leaning over and arms caging the other to stay in place.  the card from earlier was being held by one of its corners between his lips,  his head tilting slightly.  it was as if the blond was wordlessly telling the coach to take the card from him in the same way,  especially with how his half-lidded gaze briefly pointed towards the card,  then back to kento  ]

@medicals ;
            
            [ in all truth and honesty , kento was a drink away from inebriation - his eyes that never directed to shin'ya was a testament to such ]
            
            uh... uh huh yeah ... no one else here to demonstrate on so .. i got no clue why you're ... with me here .

the blond explained as the playing card between digits was idly played with.  he already had a few drinks in his system since the time kento had initially dragged him to the club.  with them now in one of the empty booths a decent distance away from the energetic dance floor

@starpupil ;
            
            uhh .. yeah yeah ..
            
            [ kento muttered, unsure of how to deal with someone so respectful as he rubbed the back of his neck ]
            
            just keep them away from the gym when i'm training  alright ? they're a bad mood away from getting beat .

@oddeye ;  GIGGLED its my username on a diff app too
            
            huh ? oh yeah i did , thanks . you look strange , have i met you before ?

*     your username made me laugh icl

[  a deep sigh could be heard from shin'ya as he walked over to the nearby countertop,  his hands bracing themselves against its surface so he could then lean against it  ]  sorry-,  i don't know what's gotten over me.  it's almost the end of the school year,  so fights have been becoming more frequent.  the stress of it must've finally caught up to me,  but i know that's no excuse to lash out on you like i just did,  and i'm sorry for that..-

@medicals ;
            
            what ?
            
            [ he frowned , he hated criticism more than anything , and the mere thought of others ... hating him and hearing their opinion? grated on his nerves . ]
            
            they're fine . i'm just talking to them . why are you getting on my ass about this today ?

i make it my problem to keep you out of trouble.  it's always been that way since we were kids /ushijima/-  [  the vape in the coach's hand was plucked out of kento's grasp upon closing the distance between them before tucking it away into his coat pocket  ]  have you ever thought how they'd feel about it though?

and that's why i took you to my bathroom first..-  [  the blond said with a small sigh as he monitored kento throwing up the contents of alcohol he consumed earlier into the toilet.  he later rubbed circles against the coach's back to help soothe him  ]  are you alright with staying here for a bit while i get you some water and painkillers?

@medicals ;
            
            whaat ?! she said... she said she liked mee...uhg...'m gonna throw up- BLUUURRGHHHHH

because the number she gave you was most likely not her own given how tense she seemed.  can't you show even a little appreciation that i saved you from embarrassment kento?

@literatvres ;
            
            yeah ... talking to one of em right now
            
            [ he grinned , winking at the male helping him as he staggers towards a safer area where he won't get as ... hurt easily . a small laugh , loose with feeling and completely inebriated fell from his lips ]

naturally,  an arm embraces the frame which kept the inebriated male from faltering on clumsy steps.  ⠀ʺaishh.. ᐡᴗ   shouldn't have brought you here if your tolerance isn't that strong.ʺ  ⠀a huff of merriment,  turned to the side of the coach.  ⠀ʺhave you even bagged one?ʺ

@literatvres ;
            
            uhg.....im...feeling the floor...movee...
            
            [ he muttered , taking the liberty of slinging his arm around the latter's shoulders for support]
            
            fuck .... too many hotties offering me drinks

@literatvres ;
            
            i'm trying , trying and no one is helping . these .. these / idiots / treat it as a game ... a joke !
            
            [ the mere anger behind his words cause him to crumple the bottle in his hand , teeth gritting as he fought back the genuine urge to beat up the opposite players ]

frustration is met by the abrupt ruffling of the towel across the features,  it was..  somewhat rough,  though it's a unique manner of inho  ‘cheering‘  him out from a perturbing trance.  ⠀ʺdon't say that.  your players are trying their best,  too.ʺ  ⠀then,  his hands retract,  whereas the dampened piece hangs loosely to kento's neck.  ⠀ʺgetting worked up won't do you well,  ushi.ʺ

@literatvres ;
            
            [ drive and determination was what pushed kento to the extreme , brows furrowed as he looked up at the latter ]
            
            yeah ? then why haven't we gotten a point yet ? fuck it's like everyone's incompetent .