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the sun always shines bright in seasoning city. as a result of this, shigeo starts to develop a tan line. constantly running outside with his club makes him just a tad darker than his usual pale, but it looks good with his black hair and gentle smile. makes him look more livelier and less like a ghost, ironically.
shigeo's job gets canceled for the day because reigen has a doctor's appointment, so to carry on with training even after today's practice is done, shigeo always puts the pedestal a little higher by jogging all the way home. he always attempts to do the best he can to push himself a little farther and that somehow makes ritsu fall harder for him. unbeknowest to ritsu, though, his older brother had to stop once to throw up some water and a protein bar onigawara gave him into a bush. the heat and the strain of exercise really does get to shigeo more than anyone else ritsu knows.
as shigeo returns home, drenched in sweat and panting like a dog, ritsu feels his heart race. he immedietly greets him at the door when he hears the key slide its way home into the lock.
"nii-san! how was training today?" a cold water bottle that's been waiting for shigeo in the fridge is grasped by clammy hands and chugged down, but not before a breathy reply.
"it was good ... i just feel tired," ritsu hums and stares at the sweaty figure before him. shigeo turns around to lock the door, his wet back facing ritsu instead. suddenly, surprising the younger kageyama, he bends over to unlace his shoes, showcasing the muscles he's been honing under hardwork to his brother unknowingly. his ass seems to have gotten rounder with muscle and his thighs look firmer but they both still hold a softness that ritsu just wants to dig his fingers into. he swallows and now he feels like he's the one who's been exercising all afternoon.
the shorts ride up just a little from the new position and grants ritsu with a wonderful view. he can see shigeo's tan line where the sun saw, touched, and kissed his brother graciously. the change in skintone does something for him. its oddly intimate and private. with the pale skin peeking out that's so close to what ritsu wants to sink his teeth in and lick. he notices a drop of sweat roll down the skin, running along the back of his thigh before his older brother abruptly sits up and turns around after taking off both running shoes. he pauses with a slight jump. those clueless doe eyes bore into ritsu.
"i didn't know you were still here. you surprised me. is there something wrong?" ritsu hopes shigeo can't see it, but his face feels like it has just burst into the same color as those little workout shorts.
"nothing! uhm ... sorry for scaring you!" running off into his bedroom, a greedy hand is shoved down his own shorts to take care of a problem his brother always causes but has never been one to fix ...
... yet.