Up There (Hinata x Reader)

•Epilogue•

Despite the promise of keeping it touch, it was difficult.

(Y/N) was still and Olympian and Hinata was still in highschool.

They would browse each other's Instagram and such but the rarely talked.

Hinata was shocked to see that (Y/N) got the Olympic rings tattooed on her shoulder. And (Y/N) was surprised (and happy) too see that Hinata was scouted for the national team at the end of highschool.

And now, four years of distance and lack of communication. The Olympics were going to Paris, the 'most romantic city in the world'.

(Y/N) stood at the receiving end of the airport where all the passengers walk out. Her palms were sweaty and her heart wouldn't stop pounding for the life of her.

"(Y/N) relax. There's nothing to be worried about." Hina said.

"Ya dude, you're 20 not 12. Get yourself together." Sarah encouraged while eating a cookie.

Sighing, she rubbed her arms, hoping to get rid of the goosebumps.

"I don't know guy's," (Y/N) whined, "what if I can't speak Japanese anymore. What if he doesn't know English. What if he has a girlfriend-!"

"(Y/N), we've all helped you maintain the language, he probably learned English over the years, and he in no way has a girlfriend." Sarah laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" The (H/C) pouted.

"I think what she's trying to say is, is that he liked you too much to get a girlfriend since you last saw him. Right, Sarah?" Hina forced.

"Hmm, oh ya totally. That's totally what I went to say." She replied, cookie crumbs falling from the corners of her mouth.

"Ya, 'liked', guys it's been four years, Four Years!" (Y/N) urged. "And it's not like 'liked' lasts long anyways."

Rubbing the younger girls back, Sarah put on her captain face and spoke strongly.

"(Y/N) when you look at your arm what do you think."

"Um, I think about my arm?" (Y/N) asked unsure about the outcome of this conversation.

"No, the tattoo. What do you think when you look at the tattoo?"

Rubbing her shoulder, (Y/N) thought for a moment.

"I think about the games we played at the last Olympics and how far I was able to take the team."

"What about the experience? Anything to do with going to the hospital ring a bell?"

"Hey! Ya ya it reminds me about how I let a boy distract me on the biggest game of my life." (Y/N) pouted.

"No, it reminds you about how that one boy was about to push you to gold. How he was your motivation on the biggest game of your life. You Can't Just Throw That Boy Away!" Sarah yelled, gaining attention from the people in the area.

"I'm just scared." (Y/N) whispered.

"Look, we know you are, okay? We know, we just don't want you to think that it's all going to go wrong." Hina said gently.

"I knew him, for like two weeks-"

"But have your feelings changed?"

"No." She whispered again.

"Good, because here they come."

The sound of rolling wheels met (Y/N)'s ears. She looked up o see a group of men. All taller than her. Walk out of the hallway.

Hidden among the tall males, she spotted an orange fluff bounce with each step. (Y/N) could hear the voices speaking Japanese and a few trying to put together English words. But as soon as the crowd opened up, and (Y/N) saw the orange haired boy talking to his friend in muffled English, she ran for it.

Brushing the hands of her two team mates off her shoulders, she ran toward the now taller boy, not afraid of the stares she got.

"SHOYO!"

"Huh?"

Lossing all air from his lungs Hinata caught the figure that had jumped on him. Huffing, he looked down slightly to see the mop of (H/L) (H/C) hair that he had wanted to see most.

"(Y/N)!!"

Giving the same tight hug back to her, Hinata picked the girl up and swung her around, practically rubbing it in to his teammates faces.

"Hinata-san please don't torture us with your girlfriend. We're lonely as it is, that only makes it worse." One said.

"Hinata has a girlfriend?! Why didn't I know?" Another sulked.

Ignoring the voices of the people around. (Y/N) pushed her face deeper into his neck and Hinata brushed his cheek on her head.

"I missed you so much." She whined.

"I missed you too, I'm sorry we didn't talk. I really am." He sighed.

"It's okay," (Y/N) whispered "as long as you're here now."

Holding each other quietly in the crowd of loud people, Hinata rubbed (Y/N)'s back.

"Do you mind if I joined you up there of the podium?"

"Only if I win it, Shoyo."

"Don't worry." He laughed, "I know you will."

~°~•~°~
THE END
~°~•~°~

Thank you so much for reading~

Next book: Nishinoya x reader (Too Sweet)

Instagram: lb.bacon

See you~