Tsukihina: Omegaverse

Chapter 8: Together

Hinata's POV:

For the next few days, I tried as much as possible to avoid Tsukishima. Which was pretty easy, if I'd say so myself. After all, he stuck out so much in the crowd, and I was pretty much invisible. Every time I saw him, I just turned and went the other direction. I always made sure I was with someone, whether it be Kageyama or Yachi, so he couldn't corner me when I was alone. 

I didn't know what to do if I met him. What would he do? Laugh at me? Or maybe blackmail me. The latter seemed more likely. So I just kept to avoiding him. Which worked. For a few days.

I was going to the toilet (A/N: Hinata's fear of toilets is coming back) during lunch, and when I opened the door, I bumped right into someone. "Oops! Sor-ry." My heart dropped when I saw Tsukishima standing in front of me. He looked down at me. Uh oh.

I tried to make a run for it, but he was faster. Damn his long limbs. He grabbed my arm and cornered me against the wall, his arms blocking my escape route. I gulped, my palms sweating. I shut my eyes, bracing myself to be laughed at, to be blackmailed, or anything. But he just sighed. 

I peeked at him. He looked back at me, directly in the eye, and I quickly looked away. "W-what do you want?" I asked. It's okay, I'll just get over with this and pretend it never happened. 

"How funny. I should be asking you that question." he replied. "W-what do you mean?" 

"Are you just acting dumb or do you seriously not understand me? Fine, I'll spell it out for you. Last week, you literally just gave me a confession, and what're you doing now? Pretending like I don't exist? I don't understand what you are getting at, Hinata." I winced as he growled a little. His inner Alpha was angry, very angry. But he was trying to control it. The pheromones still gave me a headache, but it was bearable. 

"Y-you can just ignore that, 'kay? Just pretend like it never happened." I mumbled. Yeah, that's better. Our current relationship was perfectly fine before I ruined it. "Forget? I don't think I could forget." he scoffed. "Then what do you want me to do?" I asked, trying not to cry. 

"Look at me." 

"No."

"Look at me, Hinata." he said louder. I rubbed my eyes, then slowly turned to look at him. He didn't look angry at all. In fact, he had this soft expression on his face which I had never seen before. "Stop crying. It's fine, okay?" he said, wiping off my tears with his jacket. I flinched at his touch. Why was he being so nice to me? It was just messing with my feelings. I couldn't help but think that maybe, maybe he liked me back when he started being nice. 

"Stop it. Just stop it. Stop messing with me. Do you know how annoying and painful it is when you start being nice, then go back to being mean the next second? I get so confused when you do that. Just ignore me like you always used to. " I cried, hitting him weakly. 

"Hinata, I like you too."

"What?" I stopped. Did I hear him correctly? Was I hallucinating? Maybe I was so heartbroken that I had started imagining things. Things that I wanted to happen. Things that - "I like you, okay?" he sighed, rubbing his temples with one hand. "Do I have to repeat that again?" I stood there in shock. "What?" 

"Geez, you idiot. I said, I like you. Get it now?" Really? I pinched myself, then yelped in pain. "You're not hallucinating." he said, confirming it. I wasn't hallucinating. It was real. 

"Wait, so what does that mean?" I asked, confused. My head was spinning. "We're dating now, aren't we?" I asked. Tsukishima sighed again. Wait, was I wrong? "Yeah, we are, I guess. Don't go around yelling it to the entire world, though." He straightened up to his full height. "See you later." He ruffled my hair and walked away, putting on his headphones again. 

Later. I blushed. I thought I had been rejected. But Tsukishima and I... were officially together? I grinned so widely that my cheeks hurt. I couldn't believe it. I reached up to touch my hair. Together. We were together. 

I happily skipped down the hallway. 

(A/N: Damn that was so anticlimatic. Sorry guys, I don't really know how to write romance.)