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Training camp had always been Noyas favourite activity of all. It was so exciting to play against other teams and get better and enjoy quality time with his friends. He didn't expect this training camp to leave a bad impression on him.
A match had just started and he was in top form! They were playing against Nekoma and he finally had the chance to show off to Kyoko and Yachi. With a confident smirk he received hit after hit and soon worked himself up to topform. Everything was going great until he stumbled over himself to recieve the ball, twisted his ankle and fell right on his face. It felt like everything stopped for a while. Everyone stopped dead in their tracks and turned to look at the boy still laying flat on his tummy in the middle of the court. A whistle blew and Ukai jogged over to him with a very worried Takeda hot on his heels. He crouched down and turned the small boy over. Nishinoya struggled but managed to put a smile back on his face. "I'm alright coach just surprised me for a second." But Ukai paid no mind to the student and gently eased his shoe off. That motion already had him wincing in pain. His ankle was already starting to swell with a nice reddish, purple colour.
A tired sigh left Ukais lips as he shook his head. Noya was really something. Takeda hurried to take his shoe completely off and eased his sock off before wrapping the ankle with an ice pack and a towel before leaving his husband to pick the boy up and carry him over to the bench.
Noya meanwhile had already started arguing with Ukai who was on the verge of dragging the boy to the infirmary and getting his mother to come and pick him up. "Noya shut yer trap boy. You hurt yourself and you ain't playing until that's been healed. Sorry live but no." He said firmly before dumping him next to Sugawara on the bench. The older boy immediately wrapped Nishinoya in a hug with a sympathic coo. The team was very cuddly, everyone except Tsukishima but even he joined the cuddle piles occasionally and never missed out to take Yamaguchi into his arms. Noya sadly rested his head on the silver haired boys lap and watched the game go on. Stupid Ukai! He was perfectly fine to play why did they make a big deal out of everything all the time!? He would just train on his own later no one had to know.
Dinner time rolled around quickly enough for Noya to be back to being all hyper and giddy. He sat in between Daichi and Asahi who had too lectured him , just like Suga, about taking it easy and not practicing. Noya brushed them off. They didn't need to know anything. His ankle was fine. Okay maybe it was a bit swollen and maybe it was a deep shade of purple but hey who actually cares? He sure doesn't.
Later, when everyone was finally asleep he limped his way downstairs and outside to the gyms. They were open and the lights were also still on. Perfect. Or at least that's what he thought.
An hour in on practicing with his sprained ankle someone flicked the big light on making the small boy freeze and slowly turn to look at the person. It was Kuroo, Nekomas captain and slowly Noya relaxed again. He shouldn't have, he realized after seeing the stern expression on the older boys face. "Didn't you sprain your ankle in our training match little libero? I doubt your captain would be happy to see you going against his order." His eyebrow curved up in an uncharacteristically stern expression and Nishinoya actually whined at that. He was sure Daichi would be furious. They had this talk more than once already. And more than once he had already had his bottom smacked for it. He hurried over the Kuroo and atarted pathetically begging him not to tell Daichi but it was far too late for that. From the corner of his eye he could see all three first years come down to the gym making his blood run cold.
"Nishinoya Yuu, you are in big trouble little boy." Daichi growled before throwing the whimpering boy over his shoulder and marching him to the changing room. Once there he was immediately laid down over Sugas lap. Noyas heart slid down to his stomach as he realized that all three of them would be spanking him. He didn't fight like usual. His fate was sealed and being a brat would only make it worse.
Suga didn't waste any time. He started raining down harsh smacks on the younger boys upturned bottom while staying dead silent. It was terrifyingly quiet safe for the whimpers and smacks ringing through the air like gunshots. Sugas hand was delicate but not to be underestimated. His smacks left pink handprints blooming over his butt, the thin shorts barely doing anything for him. Traitors.
The warm up lasted too long and then again not long enough because next came Daichi, pulling his pants and boxers down with an unforgiving hand and making his pink bottom turn a nice shade of cherry red. Daichis hand was way too strong and it was heavy. Noya already started sniffling but the real crying came when he saw the belt Asahi was holding.
Dread settled in his gut. Why did he have to go against their order. A sob tore through his body. His butt hurt, he wanted to go home and he felt bad. He also felt like a sick child who could only scream and not clearly say what was wrong. He hated that. He hated feeling small and being unable to express his emotions. The wailing started once he was passed over to Asahis lap. He still didn't fight it and was simply laying there, limp but wailing like a baby. No one could really blame him the licks of the belt obviously weren't nice and turned his butt an impossibly deeper shade of red but the guilt that was eating at him was way worse.
15 licks later he was settled up on someones lap and hugged right. All three of the third years were hovering over him, wiping his tears and mumbling sweet praise about how good he was and how brave he was. "It's all forgiven darling boy." Suga assured in between kisses to the smaller boys head. Finally Noya started to calm down. "Promise?" "Promise." Reassured Asahi and hugged him even closer.
"Let's get some arnica cream on that poor butt of yours baby." Mumbled Daichi once they got back to the room they were sleeping in. "I think Tsukishima has some in his bag." Replied Suga and started to dig through the blonds bag before finally finding the tub of arnica cream and soothingly applying it to the youngers bottom.
Noya fell asleep moments later. Soft, cuddled and forgiven for being a brat.