⤹ fire station

@nishinoya yuu Bokuto can’t help the sudden chill of excitement that courses through his body at the thought of today’s schedule, it’s been so long since he’d hosted a tour around the fire station and he can’t help the slight skip in his step as he makes his way out of the common area towards the waiting area. He’d been instructed to guard the kids with his life especially after the last pair of children his coworkers watched ended up sprinting towards the firemen pole without any assistance. Luckily, no one was injured but he doesn’t blame them for asking him to be extra cautious. “Good morning everyone!” he projects, voice booming through the rather spacious room before continuing, hands placed firmly on the sides of his waist, “Who’s ready to save the world?” His attention soon darts towards the daycare worker, something about him and his strand of yellow hair seemed awfully familiar but he couldn’t seem to put his finger on it. With an extended hand, he flashes a bright grin at the shorter, “Name’s Bokuto Kotaro! Let’s work well together.”

@bokuto kotaro "Settle down, kids! We have to follow the nice firemen soon!"

No matter how many times he said that nicely while signing everyone in, the kids continued to run around the lobby of the fire station and play with each other. Truth be told, he wasn't used to trying the calm and collected method or even watching the kids on his own, and neither were the kids. Normally, that'd be Mr. Akaashi's job, but because someone had to stay with the kids who couldn't make the trip, it was just Noya and about 10 kids. Ten of the older kids who knew were more likely to listen once he finally gave them his full attention. With that, he takes hold of his whistle, giving it a blow and directing the kids to stand in a line so he can clip on all their visitor's badges. Once done, he picks up the youngest child and huffs out a small sigh. "Is everyone ready?" he asks, all the kids happily cheering yes and some even bouncing in place. The receptionist at the desk smiles at their reaction, and Noya carefully guides them over to the waiting area for whomever was going to be their tour guide, silently praying the kids stayed patient long enough for them to arrive.