Breathe (Kagehina)

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Hinata yawns, reaching his arms up above his head, back cracking in two places. Kageyama jabs his sides from behind, Hinata instantly dropping his arms and curling his torso.
'Oi!' He yelps at him, blindly swinging his fist around and catching Kageyama in the dick, the taller boy squeaking and collapsing sideways to the floor, clutching his crotch.
'Oh my gosh! Sorry!' Hinata laughs, hugging his stomach and falling onto his knees, resting his forehead on the ground, body quaking with laughter as Kageyama rolls around in pain.
'You two, honestly,' Daichi mutters as he walks past, heading to the dining hall for breakfast. Hinata takes a deep breath to calm down and stands up, looking down at Kageyama he offers the younger boy a hand up. Kageyama grasps Hinatas wrist, allowing itself to be pulls skyward and lacing their fingers. Hinata looks down at their hand for a second, his small fragile one looking positively dwarfed when clutched in Kageyamas, his fingers long and strong and calloused, but also cold to the touch compared to Hinatas. It's quite the combination. But Hinata likes the way their hands fit together.
'Oh come here,' Kageyama says, kneeling in front of Hinata and brushing concrete dust and dirt off his legs. Hinata reaches down to do the same to Kageyamas side, and Tsukishima wanders out of gym three, looking slightly dazed. Hinata considers him, thinking about last night and smirking.
'You two ok now Tsukishima?' He calls, Kageyama straitening up. The blonde looks around at him, eyes narrowing in suspicion for a second before he lifts his middle finger at the red head, strolling past to the dining hall. Kuroo emerged into the doorway of the gym, leaning casually against it, arms crossed, looking way too proud of himself. He catches Hinatas eye and winks, obviously unaware of the... liquid on his chin.
Hinata raises an eyebrow at him, pointing at his own chin and smirking, indicating that the third year has someone- something on it.
Kuroo raises a hand to his face, eventually finding the spot and wiping it off. He looks flustered for a second, almost panicked, but covers it up by staring Hinata in the eye and he sucks his fingers into his mouth.
Kageyama looks down at the flushing redhead, really quite puzzled, but Hinata refuses to look at him, instead he grabs Kageyamas hand and turns to the dining hall, dragging the younger boy along with him.

'What was that about?' The setter asks, as they line up to take their breakfast trays, watching as tanaka try's and fails to throw food into Nishinoyas mouth from across the dining hall.
'Oh, un, nothing,' Hinata try's, smiling up at Kageyama who's as solemn as ever. The taller boy raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
'Really! It's nothing, just a... joke between stingyshima and i,' Hinata nods, agreeing with himself.
'Care yo fill me in on said joke?' Kageyama asks, obviously not going to let this one go. Hinata looks at him, reaching up to pick some fluff out of his hair and sighs.
'Fine, but later,' he mutters as they finaly reach the front of the line, accepting a tray and heading off to an empty table at the back of the room.
Hinata takes a seat opposite Kageyama at the far end of the table, picking up his hashi with his left hand and beginning to eat. Kageyama raises his eyebrow again, pointing with his hashi at Hinatas.
'I thought your wrist was better,' he says, slightly confused.
'Oh yeah, it is, but i like to try to be good with both hands, so i might be able to spike left handed, wouldn't that be cool!' Hinata lights up, grinning at Kageyama. The setter considers this, smiling slightly at the idea, and nods.
'We should start practicing, this is a training camp after all,' he agrees, nodding his head and stuffing rice into his mouth, Hinata following suit.
'Also when are you gonna tell me this joke...'
'Yeah yeah alright, let's just say that Kuroo probably just helped stingyshima 'clean up',' Hinata smirks as Kageyama chokes on his food, eyes widening, 'but you can't say or give off any hints that you know for the sake of my health and safety,' Hinata adds, reaching over the table to take a piece of fish from Kageyamas plate.
'My my, sharing food now are we?' Bokuto asks, appearing at Kageyamas side. The first year looks up, covering his plate with his hands.
'No,' he mutters darkly, 'please help,' he adds quietly to Akashi, who grabs Bokuto by the ear lazily and drags him off, the owl like child whining and floundering.
Hinata looks at Kageyama guiltily, offering him a smile, which is actually returned, along with relieved laughter.

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