Who Do You Like? (Kagehina)

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"Suga-san!" I call out, seeing him in the gym. We're about to finish up practice for today, and I've had a lot on my mind. I figured, who else would I be able to talk about this with other than sugawara senpai? He turned around with a small smile.

"Yeah? Is something wrong?"

"Not exactly. But I was wondering if I could get some advice?"

"Advice? What sort of advice?" I rub the back of my neck before speaking.

"Umm, what should I do if I like someone?" He seems surprised, but chuckles. 

"Well, I didn't expect this. I Don't have much experience, but I'll offer what I can. Okay, so do nice things for them. It doesn't have to be overly obvious, just little jesters should work." I nod. "if you know what makes them happy, then give them little gifts with what they like, especially if you find they're feeling down. When you're ready, just confess to them, but in the meantime, just act natural."

"Okay! Thanks suga-san!"

"No problem hinata. Good luck with your crush." I nod with a little blush before heading over to kageyama to practice our quick attack. We cheer a little and he rubs my hair with a smile. But it looks a little forced. I wonder why?

A few minutes earlier...

What is that boke doing? He's over there talking to sugawara senpai, but what about? I know I shouldn't listen in, but curiosity gets the best of me, so I take a few steps forward and listen in. I overhear suga giving him advice for something. I'm not sure what until I hear him wish hinata luck with his crush, and I feel my heart break a little. Of course he's got a crush. And obviously, it's not on me; I'm always the one calling him names, so why would he like me?

We work on our quick, and he's so happy when it works out. I rub is fluffy hair and smile, despite not feeling like doing so, and he looks a little confused, but brushes it off. I shake away any thoughts until practice is over for today. I barely hear daichi going over what's happening next weekend. My thoughts all are concerning what I heard. Who dose this boke like? This dumbass. He didn't tell me? I thought we were best friends! Then again, I haven't told him either. Now I have no plans to tell him that I like him. 

But my mind keeps wondering back to one single question, that quickly consumes all my thoughts. Who does he like?

I'm really starting to regret eavesdropping on that conversation.