Feeling Warmth | h. harem

Tsukishima's After Ending

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Yeah, he wasn't going to click on Tsukishima's number. He wasn't looking into getting yelled at, even if his whole being was urging him to click the call button. Hinata sighed, a bit downcasted by his conflicting feelings.

After an hour of watching reruns of last year's Olympic Volleyball Tournaments, Hinata decided to run to the convenience store to grab some sports drinks and snacks. The chilly autumn wind blew past him, making his body shiver.

He inwardly thanked the Gods that he wore sweatpants, but he wished he had grabbed his jacket before he left. As he reached the store, he noticed that one of their mats in front of the door was bent up a little. He'd have to be careful on his way out.

Hinata spent a good 15 minutes gathering the things he needed and checked them out. As he looked at his receipt on his way out, bag in hand, his foot hit the very mat he told himself to watch out for, and his body began to fall forward.

"Hah!" Hinata shouted in surprise as his hands flew forward to catch himself. Suddenly, a warm wall stood in front of him, propping him back up on his feet. "Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed," Tsukishima said, avoiding the fact that he actually thought Hinata looked very adorable.

Hinata's shocked face crumbled into a frown as he looked up at Tsukishima. "You really are a jerk. Don't you have anything better to do than to insult me?" Hinata huffed, walking around Tsukishima and towards the sidewalk.

A tug at his wrist caught him off guard, sending him backward and into Tsukishima's lean body. A hand began to snake up Hinata's shirt. "I could think of a few things." Hinata's cheeks turned red and his eyes widened.

"T-Tsukishima, people are looking!" A worried Hinata whispered. Tsukishima sighed into his soft, orange hair. "There are only a few people here. It's nearly nighttime, so stop worrying about something so trivial."

Despite Tsukishima coaxing the situation for him, Hinata still tried to escape his long arms, but his attempts ended in futility. He sighed heavily and relaxed, much to Tsukishima's pleasure. "Why don't you come to my house? No one's home."

Tsukishima noticed a girl looking at them with a disgusted look on her face, so he flipped her off when Hinata wasn't looking. The girl walked away with a bitchy face. "Huh? No one's at my home either. Where did your parents go?" Hinata asked, looking up at the much, much taller male.

Tsukishima looked down at him, making their height difference well known. "They went to visit my brother in college, but they ended up going to a hotel for the night." Hinata hummed in understanding, unconsciously snuggling into Tsukishima's warmth when a breeze blew past.

"Where are your parents?" Tsukishima asked, protecting Hinata from the sharp air. "My mom and sister went to my grandmother's house for a couple of days to help clean everything out, and my dad left when I was a child."

Hinata gave a gentle smile to Tsukishima as if it wasn't that big of a deal. "Why'd he leave?" Tsukishima mentally slapped himself for asking such a stupid thing, but he felt Hinata shrug his shoulders.

"Before my sister was born, he used to hit me and my mom and force us to do everything, but when my mom was pregnant with Natsu, she divorced him and called the police. He's in jail, and that's where he belongs. Hmph!"

Hinata crossed his arms, a smile resting on his lips as a look of satisfaction on his face. "...Sorry for asking a question like that," Tsukishima muttered, burying his face in Hinata's hair again. It broke his heart to know that Hinata had to go through all of that.

Hinata felt this and stood upright in Tsukishima's arms. "We should hang out since we're both alone. What do you wanna do?" Hinata asked, grabbing Tsukishima's hand and pulling him to walk.