Hinata x Everyone, Part 2 (MAINLY SMUT)

Tepid~Matsuhina (🍋-ish)

Requested by Nemuidesu-Sloth

At this point you might as well co-own the book since almost every chapter is requested by you

A lil on the shorter side, I hadn't had much ideas

Hella cheesy

Hinata's back was pressed against the wall as sweaty bodies pranced around him. Within the confines of the stuffy gym, Hinata stood alone with a terrible tasting drink in his hand.

His friends went with each other, or never came at all, but what mattered was that he was alone. He wasn't sure why he stayed, perhaps the possible hope that a stereotypical 'prince charming' would come and sweep him off his feet.

Of course, there were those who would come up and ask him to be their date, but he rejected due to their musty appearance and grimy hands.

Time was ticking so fast yet so slowly and he was pacing his feet, ready to leave. He felt like a creep, standing off in the corner watching everybody. As his eyes wandered once more, the feeling on loneliness creates up again.

He calmly walked towards the gym doors, divising his escape plan. A hand brushed against his wrist, grabbing it and pulling him slightly. He tensed, turning 180° degrees and to meet a taller man standing over him. He relaxed slightly, partially flustered seeing it was Matsukawa.

"Oh, Mattsun, I thought you said you weren't coming" He let go of his wrist,

"Yeah, I wasn't but my sister kinda dragged me here, guess it was worth it though" Matsukawa slyly winked. Hinata coughed and blushed, thwarting from Mattsun. The music in the gym halted, a loud eccentric voice booming through the speakers.

"Alright now yall, yall been having fun with your partners, dancing and having fun; but I think it's time that we slow things down a bit with some Daniel Caeser, to set the mood~" A hedonic melody rung through the gym, everybody turning to their partners for a slow dance.

Matsukawa stuck intertwined his hand with Hinata's,

"Wanna dance" Hinata nodded his head tenderly, being pulled into the hard chest of Mattsun. He firmly grasped his hips, making Hinata lightly squirm. He tepidly wrapped his arm around his neck. They swayed slowly to the beat of the song, Hinata refusing to look Mattsun in the eyes.

Matsukawa held his cheek gingerly, stroking his thumb against it delicately.  Hinata couldn't resist to look him in the eyes, melting under his embrace and gawk. Matsukawa lowered his lips onto his ear,

"Can I kiss you?" Hinata grabbed his face, skimming their lips against each other.

"Of course you can" Matsukawa kissed him slowly and sweetly on the lips, writhing his hand through his hair and back on its place on his hips. Mattsun prodded at his lip with his tongue, trying to enter his mouth with Hinata's consent.

Said male opened his mouth, letting Mattsun poke at every crevice meanwhile sucking on his lower lip. Hinata felt the weakening effect of the kiss setting in his knees, causing him to grip Matsukawa's jacket.

Hinata swiped his tongue again Mattsun's, sparking a small war over dominance in his mouth. He pulled away due the intensity causing a lack of air. The music stopped just a they wiped their lips, everybody separating form their partner and going back to what they originally were doing.

The two somehow got pushed towards the corner, not that they minded as they continued their discreet make out session.

I'm so disappointed in myself for this chapter omfg-

Moving on, while writing this j realized how touch deprived I am,

WHY CANT SOMEBODY JUST COME AND HUG ME AND CALL ME ANGEL-

Anyways, I have school in a few hours Soni should go sleep, Gn!