• in tobios perspective. •
• no disclaimers •
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Sweat rolled down Tobio’s cheek as he sighed heavily. Volleyball practice was over, and he was definitely ready to go home. But no, he has school today. He grunted in annoyance, going up to the club room to change back into his school uniform. He grabbed a cloth to wipe off all the sweat. He stayed in late practicing, so he never had time to shower like his teammates did. Hinata followed behind him.
He clicked his tongue as he watched Hinata get undressed from the other side of the room. He has a 12 year old’s body.. Tobio thought as he turned away to grab his school uniform. Taking off his practice shirt, he rubbed the cloth over the skin to dry it off. He took his white uniform shirt, buttoning it up slowly. “So, Kageyama.. when you're done, meet me behind gym 3. Okay?” Hinata repeated himself. I nodded in half annoyance, half confusion. Hinata grabbed his bag and walked out slowly, shutting the door behind him as I slipped on my pants. Grabbing my shoes hastily, making sure Hinata doesn't have to wait too long, I slip them on in a rush. I slam my locker door and grab my bag, running out the door and making sure the club room’s door is shut behind me. The cold air breezes against my hair as I run behind the gym to see Hinata leaning against the wall, looking down.
“Hi-” before I could finish his surname, he ran up and hugged me tightly. I stood in shock. Do teammates do this..? Do friends..?
He didn't know. “Kageyama.. I like.. I like someone.” I look down at Hinata questioningly as he lets go of me and backs away. “He has black hair.. dark blue eyes.. tall.. and he always calls me dumbass.” Hinata looks at me with a certain gaze that feels.. different. “I like you.”
We were silent for a good minute. Just gazing into each other's eyes. I breathed in deeply and responded genuinely. “Hinata.. no, Shouyou.. I-”
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Fanfiction•Normal AU• •Life goes on and on. Tobio Kageyama lives his life with only the memories of junior high. He doesn't remember when, where or what time he was born at. He doesn't have parents. He was never programmed to have parents. Tobio has come to a...
