#5 the epic msby4 space au that i will probably never finish because i'm allergic to multichaps

[starship--phoenix]

WIP Word Search Tag Game

got tagged by @thyandrawrites to search my wips for these 5 words! they're all from various haikyuu wips :D (i actually found all of them in a single wip but i decided that was boring so they're all from different wips. and ones that i've looked at relatively recently, too!)

Rules: search for the words given by whomever tagged you within your wip(s) and post them for us to see! Then tag as many people as you want and give them five words to find in their works.

QUESTION

Tobio is woken by a soft knock at his bedroom door. He cracks his eyes open, disoriented, and squints blearily at the blue light of his bedside alarm clock for a few seconds before sitting up. There’s a question on his lips, but he does not ask it. His tongue is dry and stuck to his teeth, but he does not reach for the cup of water on his night stand. He doesn’t, because he can already guess the answer to his unspoken question. He doesn’t, because Miwa stands in the doorway, blocking the light of the hallway. It casts her face in shadow, but Tobio knows by her posture that her expression is like water below the frozen surface of a lake; a forced calm, because any crack in the ice and she’ll fall through. She’s saying something, but all Tobio hears is muffled words behind a roaring in his ears, and it’s like he’s sinking underwater, or like the ocean rising up to swallow him.

GAZE

“You know what I think?” Osamu asked. “I think you need to get out of the city.”

Just then the bell above the door jingled. Osamu’s gaze flicked up, and a smile broke across his face. “Kita-san! You have no idea how perfect your timing is!”

Keiji stood up to leave, but Osamu grabbed his sleeve and tugged him back down. 

"Kita-san, are ya still lookin' for help?"

"Hello, Osamu," Kita said. There was a sack of rice over his shoulder. He set it on the counter and wiped his brow. "Sorry, I didn't quite hear you. What was it you just asked?"

"I think I solved your little problem!” Osamu gestured to Keiji.

Kita observed Keiji. Keiji observed Kita. Osamu grinned between them, like he’d solved world hunger.

REAL

“Godzilla…”

He glanced at Oikawa, to confirm he wasn’t dreaming. Or hallucinating. Oikawa was smiling triumphantly, so it was probably real life. 

Hajime looked back at the massive Godzilla-shaped Christmas tree. It was at least fifty feet tall, strung with lights, and the most beautiful thing Hajime had ever seen.

Hajime fished his phone out of his pocket and shoved it into Oikawa’s hand without tearing his gaze away from Godzilla. “Take my picture,” he ordered, and then he climbed over the velvet security rope.

“Iwa-chan where are you–”

“I want to touch it!” Hajime shouted over his shoulder.

SILENCE

“I’d like to own a plot of land like this someday,” Shinsuke said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled over them. “Fix it up, turn it into something sustainable, maybe build a house.”

“Sounds like loads of work,” Atsumu said, trying to imagine the dedication it would take to turn the dead fields into fertile land. 

Shinsuke leaned into Atsumu and slipped his fingers in between Atsumu’s. “That’s what makes it worthwhile, I reckon. Seein’ the land change before your eyes, knowin’ you’re the one helpin’ it along.”

LAUGH

Atsumu realized he’d been staring too long and took a sip of his coffee as he made his way over to Sakusa’s cruiser. It wasn’t great coffee, not like the stuff Osamu had at the diner, but it did its job. 

“Want some?” he asked, holding the mug out to Sakusa just to see what kind of face he’d make. The prince didn’t disappoint. His face scrunched up in disgust as he leaned away. Atsumu laughed. “I’ll take that as a no.”

He set the mug down on the floor of the cruiser, earning another disgusted look from Sakusa, then climbed inside. The delicate two-seater rocked with his weight, sloshing the coffee, but the anchor held firm. Atsumu bent over to pick up his mug. There was a little ring of coffee left behind on the floor

“Why do you insist on being such a slob?” Sakusa asked. “Do you take joy in pissing people off?”

Atsumu put a hand over his heart. “You wound me, Omi-Omi. And yes, I do take joy in pissing people off. Gives me a good idea of who’s worth my time.”

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feel free to ignore this: @thishasbeencary, @vhaenya, @lionalicelives, @draphrawrites and any other mutuals who are reading this, here's 5 words for you if you'd like: scar, stab, loss, touch, grab