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Worry

That fucking chibi. The brat always fussed. He had been sacked more times than he could count with the crappy linemen he had always had to work with. Though he had to admit he'd never been hit by people as big as the Taiyo Sphinx players.

"D-daijoubou des ka?" The boy was already reaching out to help him up, make sure he could get up.

He just scoffed, and got to his knees. His ribs ached a little but that was all. What was important was that the ball was safe.

"I'm fine fuckin' chibi, worry about yourself." Sena still gave worried glances all throughout the game.

After the match was over, the boy cornered him the locker room with a first aid kit, unable to ignore the bruises. Maybe it was Sena's eyes that persuaded him to allow this, or maybe it was just because he was too damn tired. But Hiruma found himself being bandaged by his running back.