The sun who saved the moon (tsukishima x hinata)

1. The beggining of the end

Tsukishimas POV

Why is everything falling apart in front of my eyes? Mom and dad have been fighting so much. It's always so loud in the house.
I wasn't surprised that my older brother Akiteru decided to move out a month ago. I miss having him around. It's lonely and scary, but I keep that to myself.

I don't like people knowing about my personal life other than Yamaguchi of course. He's my closest friend and whom I love the most. I wish he knew how much I love him. I want to be able to confess my undying love and commitment. To be with him would be a dream come true, but with my current situation, I couldn't handle rejection.

I heard glass break and a scream. I closed and locked my door out of fear the chaos would climb the stairs and enter my room. I cuddled my dinosaur plushie and texted Yams.

T- hey Yams
Y- hey
T- can I come over, family issues
Y- yea of course, meet you at the park in 40?
T- perfect..
*read*

I got off my phone. I packed my school bag and a clothes bag to prepare for a night or two, and put on my jacket. I snuck downstairs to avoid conflict. I glanced at the glass on the floor and saw what broke.

Our family portrait of the four of us... my dad and I stood side by side, me towering him by about five inches, a blank Expression on our faces, hating the tuxes. My brother had a soft smile on his face with the same tux. My mother had the most beautiful smile, and a lovely dress. This was before the fighting...when we were all happy...when I was in the closet.

I looked at my mother who was screaming and crying  in the other room and noticed my dad was nowhere to be seen. I walked outside and saw his car was gone. He usually never leaves after a fight. I thought to myself.

I left for Yamaguchis place and we met in the park with a brief hug. We finished our journey to his place. And I unpacked my things for a couple nights. I didn't want to be home right now.

"Are you holding up alright?" Yams asked with concerned look.

I turned to him with a single tear flowing down my face "no." He came over and hugged me. His touch felt warm and caring. I never wanted him to let go of me. His green hair hung over my glasses and I smiled faintly. I want to stay like this forever. I love him. I think to myself.

The weekend passes and I'm feeling a little bit better as I'm walking to school with yams. He makes me feel safe, welcomed. We get to school and walk towards the gym for morning volleyball practice. We hear yelling behind us and no surprise, it's Kageyama and Hinata screaming and sprinting towards the gym. I put out my foot very slightly and Hinata trips over my foot.

Hinatas POV

What the hell saltyshima?! I yell at him. Tsukishima snickers and says, "the tangerine looks a little more like an apple right now" probably looking at the red scuff mark on my forehead from face planting. "You soggy French fry I'll beat the shit out of you" I retorted

"From that height? Probably not"

I sneered at him. Stupid 190 cm giant.

Daichi heard everything and yelled "Tsukishima and Hinita, 50
Laps Now." He glared at us both sending shivers up our back. I glared at salty and ran my laps. Kageyama and Yamaguchi just stood there trying not to laugh and ended up chatting about whatever. I didn't pay any mind to it.

Tsukishima's POV

Why was yams so interested in kageyamas conversation...I shouldn't be jealous. He isn't mine. But I don't want anyone else to have him.

I decide it's best to ignore it. I'm probably being childish.

Hinata has lapped me 5 times, he's a fireball of energy. I wish I had that energy, maybe I'm envious of his skill but he'll never know that. He won't have my height though, ever. It made me snicker. I finish my laps and begin practice.

Fast forward to after practice and school.

I wait for yams But he's nowhere to be seen. I wait another 10 minutes and I just put my headphones in and walk home. I open up the door to hear Mom crying at the dining room table. I put on my indoor shoes and glance over to see divorce papers and my fathers signature. She looked up at me, her eyes red and puffy. She holds my hand for a brief moment before getting some alcohol from the fridge and starts drinking.

"Mom, you know what alcohol does to you, go take a nap or something, please."

She glares at me and slaps me across the face. "Do NOT tell me what to do and not do" she yells in my face.

I look at her in complete horror and I whisper "I'm sorry" and go into my room.

Things only got worse from here.