Kita is hyper aware of how close they stay to him. He feels shy about it, the worry that everyone around them will sense somehow what they’d been doing in the locker room… what Kita was so eager to do when they got to their destination. He takes a deep breath, the movement of the bus causing him to sway just a little, just enough to press back into Osamu and then forward into Atsumu.

“How long until the stop?” He asks quietly.