Disperse - Kageyama x Reader (Fluff + Angst)

Chapter 1: Wishes

"It's so beautiful, Tobio!"

You grab his hand as you dragged him towards the frozen lake, a lustrous sheen of ice coating the water underneath.

"Hey!" the blueberry-eyed male scoffs and tugs his hand away from your grasp.

"Hehe, sorry about that," you flash a sheepish closed-eyed smile and scratch the side of your neck.

Cheeks flushing a rosy hue, you set your bag down and pull out your cell phone, quickly snapping a picture of the frosty scenery.

"What do you think? Should I draw this?" you turn to Kageyama, who stands frigidly in his light and navy blue jacket.

"Well, you're better at drawing people than backgrounds," he suddenly shivers when a bitter winter wind icily brushes against his frozen figure.

You unravel your scarf and place it around his neck, his eyes widening briefly as you snap a photo of his surprised complexion.

"Hey, wait- (Y/N), boke, delete that!"

"No, you said I draw people better than sceneries."

Kageyama lunges for your phone, but you quickly hide the electronic behind your back. He lightly whacks your shoulder, and you giggle mischievously.

"(Y/N), just delete the picture."

You hesitate at his stoic, firm voice, and slowly, you lean closer to him. You stare into his hard, blue orbs and drift your gaze down to his frigid nose. He tenses at your sudden actions, a pink dust appearing across his face.

"Wait what are you-"

Suddenly, you tap the tip of his nose gently, and pull away, smiling.

"Sorry Tobi, but I will be needing this."

"Boke," he scoffs, blushing at the nickname.

The two of you sit on the nearby bench, a frost coating over the wood. You lean your head against the crook of his neck.

"I don't want winter break to end," you sigh.

I wish I could stay here with you forever, trapped behind the frame of this photo, this beautiful memory. It's pretty, isn't it, Tobio?

"School's inemitable, I guess."

"Since when did you start using 'big boi' words? Who taught you that?"

"... Hinata."

"It's 'inevitable,' boke," you smirk.

He scoffs and looks away, and you chuckle softly.

"Thank you, Tobio."

"For what?"

"For being a good friend."

I wish this would never end. I wish we could be more than this.

You lean against the plastic classroom desk, your eyes subconsciously drifting to the back of Kageyama who squints at the biology textbook. His black bangs frame his concentrated expression, brows furrowing. A sweat drop forms on the side of his forehead as he repeatedly scans the Calvin cycle. His rare, studious figure is beautifully perfect, captured in your memory as you glance side to side to fortunately sigh in relief from their oblivious forms.

The teacher passes out test results from the previous biology test, abruptly halting in front of your desk.

"Miss (L/N), would you like to explain how you got a C when the rest of your peers received at least a B+?"

An uneasy tension fizzles within your gut, your shoulders tensing, as the unsettling fear of ignorance paralyzes your body. Your mouth hangs open to silently choke the answer - rather guilt lurking in the corners of your mind - overcrowded by their stares, penetrating. Shaking, you sputter distorted words as you fall apart in front of them, in front of him.

"I... um, it... I-"

"Perhaps if you would stop staring at Kageyama, you would get better grades."

You meet Kageyama's eyes, and you shut down, your voice hitching. Their laughs rang in your ears, your tears threatening to fall. You swipe the drops away with your arms, staining the sleeves of your sweaters.

I won't cry in front of him. I told myself I wouldn't. I told Tobio I wouldn't.

But the ambivalence clashes, and it is too much. You slam your head against the desk, ignorant to the crimson red staining the plastic, resembling the marks on your paper.

I wish I wasn't here.

You muffle your sobs against your sweater, shutting your eyes to disappear.

I wish I could stop messing up.

He turns away.

You wish for conceivable wishes