He stares at his screen again, thumb hovering, just millimetres from making a bad decision.
And here we are again
He chews at his finger nail, holding his phone to his ear and listening to it ring.
What if he doesn't pick up? Wait, never mind that, what if he does?
The phone rings, and rings, and beeps.
'Hey, it's shoyou, leave a message, I'm probably unable to come to the phone right now,'
Kageyama lowers his hand, staring at the screen as he contemplates doing so before deciding against it.
He switched the device off, staring at his reflection in the black screen. His eyes are puffy and coloured, the left side of his face swollen and there's a small cut on his cheekbone, near his ear.
The dark haired boy turns his phone on again, looking through his messages with Hinata, friendly banta that's almost meaningless now.
Hey. look, I'm sorry. For everything. I still want to set to you, i still want to play volleyball, i still want to share the court with you. I
Kageyama deletes the message, re writing it again and again before throwing his phone across the room. He flings himself backwards, hitting his head on the wall and not caring, rolling over onto his stomach and pushing his face into the pillow, clenching his fists, nails diving into his palms, teeth grinding against each other, he screams into his pillow, clenching his entire body, toes chrling, nickels cracking, voice hoarse, breathing too fast and too shallow, not enough oxygen making its watch through the pillow.
Good. Feel pain
He pants and wheezes, pushing his face into the pillow harder, his nose making a weird sound as warmth floods his face and he passes out.
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Breathe (Kagehina)
Fanfiction'See, what is this?' He asks, 'what are you doing here?' He motions to their intertwined fingers with his free hand, waving it in between them, 'what's going on?' Kageyama looks at him, pleading for him to understand. Why must you require words? Wh...
