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(KageyamaxHinata) Flustered.

Kageyama couldn't stop looking at him.

Hinata's bright orange hair, uncovering his mesmerizing hazel eyes. The signature Karasuno uniform with the number 10 seemed to be flowing with a sudden breeze as Hinata jumped up into the air, bring his legs and arms with him. A slip of skin caught Kageyama's dark eyes and he couldn't help, but focus on the pale skin, wanting nothing more than to feel it. Did it look as soft as it felt?

"Kageyama, watch out!"

Kageyama's eyes snapped forwards in front of him. He barely has enough time to blink before his vision darkened with a powerful force. 'Oh...' Was Kageyama's last thought as his body grew weightless, falling down on the floor. Kageyama could hear the squeaking of volleyball shoes hitting the floor, as his teammates crowded around him.

"Oh, no."

"Woah! Is he okay?"

"Stupid."

"If he's breathing we should probably run while we still can."

"Kageyama!"

At hearing his name, the dark-haired boy's eyes fluttered open. His vision was instantly blurry, but he still tried to identify each blob in front of him. One stood out though, nothing different from usual though. Kageyama was quickly able to recognize Hinata's orange hair and as his vision got clearer, could see the concern on his face.

"Kageyama, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you in the face, I was just practicing with Suga-San, and wasn't paying attention to my surroundings-"

"When do you ever?" Stingyshima interrupted.

"But I promise to not hit you again! Just don't murder me!" Hinata begged, completely ignoring Tsukishima, his brown eyes suddenly seeming close to Kageyama. He never noticed how bright Hinata's eyes were. Kageyama's cheeks felt warm, so he quickly covered it with his hand, his eyes averted to avoid their gaze.

His team looked worried at Kageyama's reaction, but the dark-haired boy knew that they'd start laughing or teasing him if he took his hand away so he let them think what they wanted. Kageyama slowly stood up, pressing his free hand to his head when his footing almost slipped from the sudden dizziness that hit him.

A warm palm grabbed onto Kageyama's arm, making the boy jump in surprise, He wondered it was that helped him and glanced over at the short orange haired boy. His face grew more heated when he realized that Hinata was the one to save him from falling. Not wanting to be around Hinata, since he seemed to have a fever around him, Kageyama pulled his arm away and stormed away, not even giving Hinata or anyone else a glance. He could feel their eyes on him as he grabbed his stuff and headed out. Kageyama took his hand away from his cheeks, frowning slightly, though he could admit that there was a slight tilt to his lips at looking so closely into Hinata's eyes.

'He really does have pretty eyes...'

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A week passed since that incident and Kageyama knew that his fever was getting worse. Every time the black haired boy was around Hinata his cheeks would warm. It could be something as simple as starting a conversation, which didn't seem to have as much of an effect on him, but once the brown eyes boy started smiling, he was lost. His eyes seemed to star into Hinata's for what seemed like hours but must have only been a few seconds. His eyes were so easy to get lost in, the colors depths going on for miles.

Just this morning, the two had finished a race, Hinata 'winning' this time around. They were both tired, resting on their backs and knees, panting loudly. Kageyama wiped away the sweat from his brows. His eyes found Hinata's body, his shirt riding off his stomach. Kageyama swallowed, his cheeks growing warm as he tried to stop staring at the shorter boys skin, but he was having no success. His hands twitched at his sides, his eyes becoming dilated as he watched a drop of sweat slip down Hinata's stomach. Kageyama took in a breath, feeling his cheeks warming up more.