Karasuno Fight {One Shot Book}

I Wouldn't Mind

Everytime I write something like this I simultaneously think it's amazing and the stupidest piece of shit I've ever read. Anyway. Wanted to do KageHina, so y'all get KageHina. It's... KIND OF ambiguous...? Eh. Whatever. Enjoy my nerds.

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Tobio wondered how it had come to this. His fellow second year, his teammate, a person who annoyed him to no end and made him feel much older than seventeen years old, was resting his head on his shoulder.

It seemed so long ago, during the times that the very sight of Hinata Shouyo made his hackles rise. The little shrimp, with his loud mouth and louder personality and his high jump, his cheering and yelling and his constant race to get ahead, had somehow become his confidant.

Late night practices stifled with tension relaxed into quiet talks beside the net, forced association slowly bled into a close companionship, a previously insignificant person had become his best friend. Tobio wondered when he actually started feeling the way he had about him.

Was it back in their third year of junior high, when he watched Hinata cry and declare his challenge to Tobio? Was it in their first year, enduring loss after loss only to claw their way past it all to try again? Was it when Hinata was on the court, following through with his promise to be there when everyone else had given up on him?

Or maybe it was near the end of their first year, when Tobio had broken during a practice session late at night, tired and empty and frustrated with himself. And Hinata had taken a hold of his wrist, forcing open his hand and lacing their fingers together with a firm but gentle touch, and told him to not give up. To not convince himself that he was alone.

Because he wasn't.

Hinata made him want to believe it, that he was no longer alone.

Because Hinata was here, and as long as Hinata was here, he was never alone.

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Tobio watched Hinata a lot.

Hinata was somewhat of an enigma, Tobio would think to himself. Loud, brash, greedy, very much a dumbass, so much, too much, yet so little.

But there would be those moments, that while rare, Tobio knew too well. Moments where Hinata's eyes would harden, sharpen themselves into something predatory, and it felt like he could see right through you. Where he would slowly but surely pick at the walls of even the most tough and sheltered people, until they were no more than crumbled dust underneath his feet and he ended up with yet another friend. Hinata was loud, and he talked a lot, but it was the moments that he was quiet, with nothing to say, that seemed to garner him the most attention.

And Tobio watched with his own eyes as the Hinata Shouyo he knew grew into something else.

He watched as Hinata practiced more on his own now, as he tried and tried to get better than he already was, as he took to being a senpai as if the role was made for him.

Tobio watched Hinata carefully as he grew, as he moved beyond what he used to be, what Tobio knew, and became something that he was enraptured by.

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Somewhere, somehow, Hinata Shouyo had become important.

Tobio wondered when it had come to this. When Hinata Shouyo, his fellow second year, his rival, his teammate, this person who made him feel warm, warmer than he had felt in a long time, became such an important person in his own mind.

He never thought someone could make him feel as happy as Hinata Shouyo did. He never thought looking at someone could move something in him as strongly as it did. Hinata Shouyo was by no means someone Tobio had thought he would come to love. He wasn't no longer docile like before, he was loud and brash and idiotic, and Tobio found himself loving those things about Hinata with all his heart.

Tobio has never had a crush before, least of all on a boy. He has no idea how these feelings are truly supposed to work, how strong they are or are not supposed to be. He doesn't know when this began. He had no plans of falling in love, it just happened.

But just looking at Hinata, even when he's doing the most mundane thing like drinking water or talking to one of the new first years, makes his heart skip a beat. So he decides to take it in stride.

Hinata Shouyo had somehow, somewhere became important, and Tobio didn't mind.

Tobio didn't mind at all.