Love at first spike. (Oihina)

Fight or flight?

Hello again~

I'm here, I'm Queer and about to write some BL!

I'm currently listening to Hamilton (again!).

Okay, I'll shut up.

Enjoy ^^
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fight or flight[fight or flight]
DEFINITION the instinctive physiological response to a threatening situation, which readies one either to resist forcibly or to run away.

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The weekend was calm, they mainly spent it inside watching Disney movies or outside playing volleyball. But now it was Monday. Meaning school, meaning that he had to confront the three boys again.

"Oikawa, I need to get up..." Hinata said between yawns. "...is it okay if you take Natsu to school. Just for today"
He watched as his boyfriend nodded and rolled out of bed, which lead to a tumultuous bang and laughter.
Soon enough it was time for school, Hinata said bye and MANY thank yous to Oikawa and got on his bike and rode away.
All he could think was what the hell was he going to say to the team? 

*time skip bought to you by my crippling depression*

today was the first day he's ever felt like this, he dreaded going to volleyball practice. so many thoughts were running around in his head. What if they told the rest of the team? what if Kageyama wouldn't set to him anymore? what if he's bullied? what if he's kicked off his first real team...? 

he knew he'd have to stop thinking about that. he needed to keep his head up. maybe they didn't tell anyone.

"Hinata!" a voice yelled from across the gym. 

'Noya-senpai, just great' Hinata sighed whilst trying, and failing miserably, to give the second year his signature smile.

"How are you Noya-senpai?" The decoy answered, fear still residing in his voice.

"Let's skip the pleasantries," Tsukishima cut in, "Is it true you kissed Oikawa yesterday?"

'This is it, I've just lost my place on the team. ' Hinata thought as his breath was getting shorter and harder by the second. "I don't know what you mean saltyshima!" Hinata said, lacking his usual enthusiasm. Acting never has been his strong suit. He's never needed to use it. 

"Then why was he at your house on the weekend?" Tanaka questioned, in a serious tone. 

"Oikawa was around your house?!" Daichi stammered, "Why was he round your house?" Hinata couldn't tell weather Daichi was concerned for his welfare, ready to kill his boyfriend... or both... 

"He was helping me babysit Natsu." Hinata lied through his teeth. Well, he wasn't exactly lying... he did help him babysit the devil, but that wasn't the reason he was there. "Where's Suga?" Hinata asked, frantically trying to change the subject.

"I'm right here," A voice said from the back of the murder*.  "Leave Hinata alone, he doesn't stick his nose in your social lives, so stay out of his. Besides, we're supposed to be at practice. Not mulling around chatting."

~Another time skip because I have writers' block~

All day Hinata managed to successfully avoid any questions from his team, courtesy of Suga. The only thing he had to survive was afternoon practice.