Haikyuu x Reader

i adore you;; hinata shoyou

a/n;; yes.. I did listen to adore you by Miley Cyrus and write this.

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Your fingers traced patterns of stars and butterflies along the light skinned hand of the boy you cherished so much. He rested quietly on his side, the light from the moon illuminating his cheekbones, casting shadows past his neck.

He wasn't snoring like he usually did. No, tonight was calm.

Your eyes flickered to stare at his closed ones. Noticing his eyelashes were still damp. That fiery hair of his laid limp on his forehead, that you've kissed so many times tonight.

You lightly swiped his bangs away, then rested your hand on his cheek. Your thumb caressing his face and adoration in your eyes as he sleepily snuggles into your touch.

"I love you," you whispered, "I love you so much,"

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Three in the morning, Hinata Shoyou began to stir. The warmth of your hand, leaving the side of his face feeling like it was on fire. Regardless, he turned to press a gentle kiss to your wrist and he opened his eyes.

You were sleeping and had been for hours. Hinata watched your lips, as they moved with each breath you took. He wondered how someone so precious could want to be there for him like this. During a time when he felt so defeated.

Memories of the volleyball match flashed through his mind, provoking him, but your sudden whimpering in your sleep distracted him.

He clenched his mouth shut and froze, waiting a moment or so until it seemed you were back into your deep sleep.

Before he could stop himself, his slender fingers were tucking strands of your silky hair behind your ear. He could see your face clearer now.

The face that greeted him everyday with the same loving, toothy grin that he absolutely craved.

He felt his own smile forming, and he released a long breath. Deciding to abandon the warmth of your hand for your entire body.

He scoot himself closer to you, arms tightly around your waist, and ear pressed to your chest. The sound of your heart like a lullaby. A slow rhythm that kept his breathing at one pace.

You felt him around you, not minding one bit, and wrapped your arms around his head, snuggling him closer to your body. Your fingers playing with his bed head for a moment until you were dozing again.

"I love you," he mumbled into your arm. Taking in the fabric softner scent of your tee shirt, "I really love you,"