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A/n: This is the second time I'm writing this because the first copy was deleted when I refreshed the page on my computer. Yes, I'm crying about it. Also, sorry if this doesn't go along with the original plan I had for the after endings. :)
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"Mhn, Senpai~" Hinata moaned into Iwaizumi's mouth, Hinata's tongue meeting his. "More, Senpai~ Please, I want more..." Iwaizumi pushed his lips back onto Hinata's roughly. "Whatever you want, Shouyou~"
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Iwaizumi jolted awake, falling off the couch in the process. He looked down, seeing the large bulge in his pants. He and Hinata were only kissing in his dream, so how come he was so turned on?
"Hajime, are you okay?" His mother asked from the kitchen. He could hear her footsteps and grabbed the blanket from the couch, throwing it over his lower half in a panic. His mother walked in as she took the oven mitts off of her hands.
"Ah, y-yeah, I'm okay," he managed to stutter out. His mother chuckled. "Hurry and get washed up. Dinner will be ready soon." He waited for her to go back into the kitchen before he booked it upstairs.
Upon hearing her son's loud footsteps, she let out another chuckle to herself.
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As they ate dinner, Iwaizumi talked about how his team was doing and about a certain orange-haired player from Karasuno. Sometimes, it was about his amazing volleyball skills.
Other times, it was just about how cute he was and how jealous Kageyama made him for being so close to him. He and his mom were very close, so he didn't mind talking to her about these types of things.
Ms. Iwaizumi's phone went off, and she set her chopsticks down to check it.
Ms. Hinata: I just sent Shouyou to the store. Ready to put our plan into action? 😉
Iwaizumi's mom smirked a little, texting back eagerly.
Ms. Iwaizumi: Yep! We just got done with dinner! I'll send him that way! 😉
She sat her phone face down onto the table, catching the curious eye of her son. "Hajime, dear, would you mind running to the supermarket for some flour? I forgot to get some when I went shopping, and we can't make a cake without it."
Iwaizumi stood up to wash his plate. "I don't mind, but who were you texting?" His mother handed him some money and began to push him to the door. "It's just one of my knitting buddies. Nothing for you to worry about."
Iwaizumi sighed and began to put his shoes on. After saying a quick goodbye to his mother, he began to make his way through the dimly lit sidewalk, shivering as he did. "It's cold..." he muttered to himself, bringing his hands to cover his bare arms.
A few minutes later, he spotted the supermarket, walking through the glass doors and sighing in relief now that he was away from the cold.
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Hinata walked down the aisles of the supermarket, searching for the cocoa his mother had sent him here for. He crouched down once he spotted it, picking up one of the packages and looking it over as he hummed a soft tune.
Suddenly, his phone dinged, startling him. He pulled his phone from his back pocket.
Mom❤️: I just wanted to let you know that Natsu and I are going to a friend's house suddenly, so feel free to bring your friend to our home! We'll see you tomorrow! Love you, be careful, and have fun :3
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Feeling Warmth | h. harem
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