Hinata Discovers Kagehina Fanfics

It's All Fun and Games Until Kageyama Puts On a Sexy Bunny Costume

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SUMMARY:   Sequel to "Hinata Discovers Kagehina Fanfics"

Kageyama is in Osaka to accompany Hinata to a MSBY Halloween party. He's been thinking about that fanfic about him and Hinata, the one where he's in a bunny costume, and decides to surprise his boyfriend. Little does he know that dreams – and fanfics – do come true.

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Tags: Established relationship, Sexy bunny costume, Top Hinata Shoyo, Bottom Kageyama Tobio, Implied switch dynamics, Dom/sub undertones, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Jealous Hinata, Hinata is wearing a teeny-tiny Kageyama uniform

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A/N:     okay, so it's Halloween, so ofc Kageyama needs to put on the sexy bunny costume, right????

Also, I might make this a series. Already thinking of the story for the next one...

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Kageyama nervously approaches the door to the MBSY sharehouse. He's just gotten off the train from Tokyo and while he's excited to see his boyfriend, he's also nervous. He's planned a surprise for Hinata, and while he was confident in his decision back in Tokyo, now that he's standing here about to knock on the door, he is struck with crippling doubt.

Maybe Hinata won't like it, or maybe he doesn't look as good as he originally thought. Or maybe Hinata will even laugh at him, Kageyama thinks with a swooping stomach and a bout of dizziness. He briefly considers if he can run, all the way back to Tokyo if necessary, and avoid this whole mortifying situation completely.

He's nearly decided to bolt when the door flings open and there stands his boyfriend, looking like a god-damned snack.

Fuck no, he's not going anywhere.

Hinata is wearing a replica of Kageyama's Adlers uniform. But it is the most obscene replica Kageyama has ever laid eyes on. The top is cropped, showing off Hinata's chiseled abs, and so sinfully tight that Kageyama swears he can see the ripples of Hinata's pecs when he moves even a millimeter. The sleeves are struggling to encircle Hinata's biceps, and the black number 20, his number, is stretched a bit along with the fabric. Then there's the shorts, what there is of them anyway. They are teeny-tiny shorts, little more than briefs made of stretchy white fabric. They cling to Hinata's hips and thighs with admirable strength, and Kageyama is dying to see Hinata's ass in them, if his boyfriend would only turn around.

But the most pornographic part of Hinata's costume is the fact that the minuscule shorts, clinging to him like a second skin, do absolutely NOTHING to hide Hinata's god-given gift. He's huge, okay? Kageyama would have never thought it, but there it was, right in his face the first time they fucked, and every time since. And Hinata is a shower, not a grower, so these microscopic shorts are basically telegraphing to the whole world that Hinata is hung.

Kageyama is stupified for several seconds, oscillating between the urge to drool in public and rising jealously that anyone besides him will see Hinata like this. He chokes, literally, and is silent, eyes glued to Hinata's crotch, unable to form any coherent thoughts or sentences.

Hinata finally speaks, his voice teasing and degrading at once. Kageyama feels like dropping to his knees immediately.

"Hey, baby. Like my costume?"

Kageyama still can't peel his eyes from Hinata's itty-bitty shorts and the outline of his gigantic cock.

"Yama? Hello???"

Finally, Kageyama is torn from his fantasies and manages to look his boyfriend in the face, red as a beet, and horny as hell.

"Hey, Sho," he says, hating that his voice sounds scratchy.