"Kageyama? Kageyama!"
Kageyama sighed, ignoring the voice that had been persistently calling after him as he walked through the gates. It had been about a week since the incident with Yachi, and ever since he'd gone to apologise the small orange haired boy had bothered him every other day to toss to him. Kageyama just really wanted to be left alone, there was no way he'd ever get back on to the court, he didn't want to return to his old ways, and that was the only way he knew how to avoid it.
"Kageyama!" The shorter boy's voice was closer now, come to think about it, kageyama had stopped walking, when had that happened? Eventually the boy caught up to him "Finally" He gasped for air slightly. "Kageyama, toss to me at lunch!"
"No"
"But I want to spike more of your tosses!" Kageyama was starting to regret staying for the rest of their practice and throwing the ball for Hinata to toss.
"Go spike somebody else's tosses"
"Just one! Just one toss!"
Kageyama sighed, looking down at the boy who was looking up at him with this ruthless, raw hope in his eyes. "Fine, but stop with that face, getting your hopes up so easily is only going to get you hurt"
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These are gonna be short until I have the energy to focus on them for more than 10 minutes.
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He Feels Like Summer || Kagehina AU
FanfictionWARNINGS: Eventual Character Death, Mentions of Terminal illness but nothing too in-depth. Occasional low moods/bad thoughts on Kageyama's part. (I'll add more warnings if necessary.) *** Kageyama was used to the cold, literally and figuratively. Co...
