Boys, Bruises, and Babystting (kagehina)

Mornings, Messy, and Milk

Kageyama couldn't breathe right when he woke up. There was a weight on his neck and chest. His left leg was cold and his right leg was feverishly warm. His scalp felt tight and sore.

He first pried the arm off his throat, dropping the dead weight back on top of it's owner. The setter took this opportunity to crane he neck up and see nearly all of Natsu's body draped over his torso, and Shouyo had somehow entangled nearly his entire body around Kageyama's leg.

His stirring caused his boyfriend to wake up. "Mmmmmn~." Shouyo groaned. Normally, Kageyama would want to to cherish the cute noises and faces his significant other was making, but his leg was asleep so he kicked the petit boy off of his leg and sat upright. "What the heck Bakeyama~!" He whined, voice thick with sleep.

Natsu had a tighter grip than Kageyama had anticipated. Her small fists full with his jumper, like a cat clawing a curitan. Obviously not wanting any actual harm to come to the younger Hinata, he cradled the girl so she had comfortable seat in the crook of his elbow. Carrying the elementary schooler, he stood up. Hairband still in place of a topknot, and his usual glare, he looked bizarre, at the very least.

Shouyo sat up on his knees and looked up to his partner and his eyes grew wide, then curved into sly slits. He clasped his hand over his mouth to muffle a playful laugh. "Your hair is standing straight up!" He commented, unable to contain his amusement.

Blushing, the black-haired setter snarled at him."Shut up, dumbass Hinata!" His eyes narrowed and his face got really animated. "I don't want to hear that from you; look in the mirror. Don't talk when your bedhead is that bad!" Defensively, the spiker placed his hands on top of his hair.

Kageyama, as well, place a free hand on his head and attempted to loosen the sparkly hair bauble from his bound hair. Much to his dismay the task was nearly impossible, the more he tugged the elastic, the tighter it tugged on his roots. It was like the Chinese fingertraps that snack brands used to promote their cereal. There was no way to escape.

His balance was thrown off kilter when the smaller girl began to wake up (probably due to the lover's quarrel). His decision to abandon his imprisoned hair and focus on supporting her saved the groggy child from landing head-first onto the tatami mats. "Kageyama-nii-chan?" She yawned, one hand still gripping the sweatshirt tightly, the other flicking the sleep from her half-awake eyes. "Good morning."

"...Uh...um... Yeah.." He tripped over his response.

Shouyo smiled at the display, how precious Kageyama looked when he was tending to his younger sibling.
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The three of them washed up and were dressed in time for breakfast. Kageyama was still unable to undo the elastic securing his topknot, so Natsu was situated sitting on his shoulders, ruffling her stubby fingers through the dark setter's hair.

"Good morning" the Hinatas' mother called.

"Good morning." The trio of children chorused back to her. She smiled gently, beaming at the way her son's boyfriend was getting along swimmingly with both her son and daughter.

"You all look like you slept well." The woman had already prepared the table and beckoned for the kids to take their places.

"Thanks for the food!" They chanted. Digging in, the boys had already begun competing this early in the morning. Shoveling down food faster than humanly possible: rice flew, chopsticks clinked against the bowls; all the girls could do was watch. Agape, the woman came to her senses and mustered her best mother voice to reprimand the two teenagers.

Everyone else at the table had a glass of cool water to go with their morning meal, Kageyama alone had a nice tall glass of chilled milk. Shouyou had apparently notified his mother about his boyfriend's love for the beverage.

The setter eyed the opaque, white cow juice before sending his eyes in a ring around the table at the host family's drinks. He wasn't quite sure if the milk was actually for him. His eyes met Shoyou's briefly, then back to the glass, then Shoyou's again. The ginger boy looked at the glass in confusion. He looked back at Kageyama who nodeded his head before throwing his gaze back to the glass.

The tiny spiker nodded, realizing Kageyama had asked permission to drink the milk. Their conversation needed no words. They had learned to fight on the court with body language alone. As such, it wasn't all that uncommon for the duo to have full-on discussions without even opening their mouthes to speak. To them, this was normal.

However, to Shouyo's mother and Natsu, this was anything but. They watched as the highschoolers had a conversation about lord-knows-what with nothing more than eye contact. The spectacle, which carried on far longer than  expected, but not as long as one would think.

"Nii-chan is actually quiet for once." Natsu whispered, breaking the silence as Kageyama reached for the glass of milk.

★to be continued★