Ours. H.harem

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Hinata and yachi panted tiredly, little giggles slipping through the blonde' lips.

"Seriously, did we have to run all the way to the garden?" Yachi giggled, showing there was no real malice behind her words. "Uh, yup. I have no clue how long that'll hold them off." 

Kiyoko smiled mildly at the duo, with a small glance at the brunette who managed to accompany them.

Seems she looked just in time, as he lurched forward to grasp Hinata's hand excitedly. ,"Want me to show you around?"

Yachi looked up slightly suspiciously. "Um...  I don't know about that..." she said warily, as hinata was just staring blanky at his and Nishinoya's hand. 

Noya however grinned. "C'mon it'll be fine; besides, you can roam around the garden with your girlfriend and be romaaaaantic."

The blonde flushed and looked at Shoyou for help, "Hinata, what do you think?"

Shoyou finally looked up and wiggled his fingers in Nishinoya's grasp though he didn't really pull away. "Uh, yeah that's fine." Then with a bit more confidence,  "Go gaze in to each others eyes and kiss in the sunset my gaybies."

Yachi pinked further only to gape at him.

"You heard the man, let's go babe." Kiyoko said with the ghost of a smirk as she headed the opposite way as Noya-hina were facing. "O-oh, okay, see you Hinata!" 

"Now!" Nishinoya declared, his grin fading to a lazy smirk, "let's go, shall we?"

And he set about leading  the ginger around the garden, an easy conversation flowing nicely between them. Nishinoya apparently knew some random flower facts, so that was keeping Shoyou interested. Until, "You know, you're pretty short." Ah. Hinata had been waiting to say that.

And, Nishinoya stopped in his tracks.

"You know, I was going to tell you a cool fact about chrysanthemums, but now you don't hey to hear it." He huffed though teasing still.

Hinata put his hands up in mock surrender, teasing as well, though his smile was faint, it was there.

"It's not an insult, just an observation." He gestured toward himself, "You're like four centimeters taller than me anyways, so i can't talk."

Nishinoya's arm, which had been interlocked with Hinata's, slid to the Ginger's waist as he turned them to face eachother with a smirk. "I sure am sunshine." 

And to accentuate their slight height difference further, Noya pulled Hinata closer and dipped him down, just a bit so that his back was arched and it seemed that Nishinoya was towering over him a bit.

Okay, maybe Hinata froze a little, which was completely not his style, but could you blame him? he's used to people coming at him with words and gestures, not actual actions.

But he's not fully incapacitated, and he can come up with something after a few seconds. "Sunshine hm? I've been called better." He said up to him, his face looking both teasing and very bored somehow.

Nishinoya though, was not thwarted. "Oh, have you now?" He reached one hand to Hinata's, as he pulled back up to mostly standing straight. And with a grin he began to spin and sway the two around.

They found a nice rhythm and Nishinoya grinned down at Hinata. The gesture, well the entire situation, made it a bit harder to keep the smile off his face as he said, "Dancing in a garden to music no-one can hear? Romantic, hm?"

"I'd say so," Nishinoya twirled the Smaller and pulled them back together. He may have been slightly overjoyed at the fact that Hinata was willingly dancing with hm, and so smoothly even though there was no sound to guide them.

Hinata however, well he was enjoying this, yes, but it was unclear why The brunette was dancing with him, so he was a bit wary.

Only issue, was Nishinoya didn't know either. I was kind of a 'spur-of-the-moment' thing.

Soon enough though, they did stop as Hinata still didn't know his way around the garden, and The guys were sure to have figured it out by now.

Or rather the smart ones did, and the rest followed.

"You're a wanted man, Hinata. And there's only two ways in or out of this place." Nishinoya instructed, as he led him down the last route, to the back of the garden. "I'll take you somewhere else, they'll be heading here soon you know,"

Hinata was then whisked out of the room.

"Wait! Where- Are we going?"

Nishinoya froze.

"I- Hm. I'm not sure yet." He shrugged.

Shoyou deadpanned. "You what."

For once, Noya looked more bashful than anything else. "Uhm.. We could do to the roof? or someone's room, but not mine, that'd be too obvious. Um, we could go to... A.. hallway?"

Shoyou blinked. 'He.. really didn't think this through huh.'

"You can text Yachi, hm? Yeah? Okay text her that I'm with you before she tears this place down, and we can go to someone's room, I guess. I don't like being on roof unless I'm alone. Waste of time."

Nishinoya nodded. 

"Well?" Hinata said expectantly, "Lead the way. I don't know where I'm going."

"Oh! Okay."

But he froze again. Hinata had been expecting this though, as he sighed, "Just take us to a room it's that's likely empty." He saw how Nishinoya fidgeted and remembered how Noya had mentioned this one member multiple times in the garden, " You can have your friend come too. But one. You hear? One."

The brunette grinned and pulled out his phone. Hinata squinted and asked, "Can I do it?" 

Nishinoya quickly handed over the phone. He'd already sent the first text, way faster than Hinata expected, but that worked fine.

'Hey bro'

'Yeah?'

'So, i need you to separate from the others, alr?'

'okay sure but why'

'Did you do it?'

'yeah??? Whats going on wdyn

Hinata sighed aloud as he sent the next text, 'This is hinata, i have Nishinoya's phone'

'What? What! Oh! Hello!!!'

'Yeah, yeah. Meet us at' Hinata stopped typing and looked up at Noya. "What room?"

"Well, if they know I'm with you then they might rule out the library, but let's go to Kuroo's room. Kenma might be there, but it's probably easier that way?"

Hinata thought for a minute before speaking. "Hm, no maybe not. I don't remember who that is, but It'd be kind of rude to  just barge in there with three people. Let's go with the library like you said."

"Okay!" Nishinoya grabbed Shoyou's arm, and he barely had time to finish typing before he was getting pulled away.

'Meet us in the library.'