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Smiling, he pulled out his phone and clicked on Ushijima's contact. The ginger pressed the call icon and put it on speaker, sitting the phone on his bed and playing with the volleyball in his hands. The phone rang a couple of times before it was answered, a deep voice answering.
"Ushijima-Senpai?"
"Hinata? Is everything okay?"
"Yep! I was just wondering what you were doing right now!" Hinata picked up the phone and sat at his desk, spinning in his chair.
"I'm just looking at a volleyball magazine. What are you doing?"
A giggle passed Hinata's lips, making the taller male's heart skip. "I was playing around with my volleyball in my room. I have a question though."
On the other end of the phone, Ushijima placed his magazine onto his bed, giving the ginger his full attention.
"What is it?"
"My mom and sister are going to my grandmother's house to sort through all of her stuff and it's going to take them a few days. She said I could invite someone over if wanted to, so what do you say? Wanna come over for a day or two?"
Ushijima cleared his throat, his eyes a fraction wider.
"You-You mean over to your house... to stay the night there?"
"Well, yeah! Can you? I know we got back from the camp not too long ago, but I thought it would be nice to see you again!"
Ushijima sucked in a deep breath.
"I'll talk to my parents about it," he breathed out.
Hinata jumped from his bed, racing downstairs and plopping onto the couch. "That's great! I'll text you my address! We're gonna have so much fun! Haha!" The joyful tangerine began humming a tune, not noticing how the olive-brown-haired male's breath hitched.
"See you then, Hinata."
"See ya!"
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A knock sounded from the front door, signaling that his friend was here. Hinata removed the oven mitt from his hand, leaving his baby blue apron on, and bounded to the door merrily. "Ushijima-Senpai! Come in!"
Hinata stepped to the side, noticing that the taller male seemed a bit out of breath as he walked in (after excusing himself, of course). "Sorry, it must've been a long walk. I'm making tea, so you can put your stuff in my room and sit on the couch while we wait."
Ushijima slid his bag from his shoulder, into his hand. "Sure thing." The crow gave him directions to his room, then left back into the kitchen. The taller male watched him leave, taking a mental screenshot of the way Hinata's waist and ass looked in an apron.
He trekked up the stairs and went into the last room on the left (per Hinata's directions), and was immediately hit with an onslaught of Hinata's naturally sweet smell. A blanket laid on the crow's bed, and he picked it up, bringing it close to his face and sniffing it.
He loved how his only smelled of fresh jasmine. Once he had finished looking around, he made his way back down the stairs, seeing Hinata set two cups of tea onto the table in front of the couch.
"Ah, I made cookies, but they're cooling right now. Wanna hang out in my room until they're ready?" Ushijima pulled the sleeve of his jacket down, nodding. Gleefully, Hinata grabbed the male's hand, pulling him back up the stairs and into his room.
"I have some clips from last year's volleyball Olympics. Do you wanna watch them?" Ushijima stared at the ball of sunshine in a way Hinata couldn't understand. "That sounds nice. I also brought some of the volleyball magazines I was reading earlier in case you wanted to look at them as well."
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Feeling Warmth | h. harem
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