[Tsukki pulls off the goggles, runs water over his face and hair. Stares into the mirror. He's waiting for his emotions to roil up. The grey funk after Aoba Josai, or the disappointment from Shiratorizawa. The bitterness of not doing enough. This time... Those don't come. He's able to look back at himself. Notice broader shoulders. The definition forming in his arms. It's physical proof of trying, and trying hard.
Tsukki exhales.
Slides on his glasses.
He's just made it back to court when Suga catches up, and it's - Easy. To reach out, and pull in his friend. His teammate. Whatever else they are or aren't they are those.
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[Tsukki pulls off the goggles, runs water over his face and hair. Stares into the mirror. He's waiting for his emotions to roil up. The grey funk after Aoba Josai, or the disappointment from Shiratorizawa. The bitterness of not doing enough. This time... Those don't come. He's able to look back at himself. Notice broader shoulders. The definition forming in his arms. It's physical proof of trying, and trying hard.
Tsukki exhales.
Slides on his glasses.
He's just made it back to court when Suga catches up, and it's - Easy. To reach out, and pull in his friend. His teammate. Whatever else they are or aren't they are those.
This, too, is proof.]