Haikyuu - Songfic Series

Kageyama Tobio x Reader - Signal

Kageyama was aware that his communication skills were lacking. That is to say, he tended to sound harsh and come off as rude when he didn't mean to, and he'd often stutter when embarrassed or flustered.

Which was definitely the case around you.

He'd known for several months that he'd been interested in you, but telling you was simply out of the question. So he decided to do it through actions instead.

It started with him smiling when you'd greet him. He'd give you a simple nod in return, afraid to let his voice betray him.

That had stopped immediately when Tsukishima caught him one day as he walking by and said he looked like he was planning to murder you.

His next idea had been slipping notes into your locker. Hinata and Yachi had picked up on problems with that, mostly the fact that his handwriting was sloppy and some of the notes could come off as more threatening than endearing.

"I've been watching you?" Hinata read. Yachi shook her head quickly. He sighed and threw that idea into the trash. Literally.

He thought about picking flowers he'd see on his walk to school and leaving them on your desk. But what if you caught him? What if someone else caught him? He'd have to explain himself and that wasn't possible without spontaneously combusting.

Eventually, he thought he'd found a perfect idea. He'd bring you back a drink from the vending machine when he got his milk for lunch. It would impress you and he could manage to choke out one or two words in your presence. Just enough of an explanation.

"Here," he said a few days later, setting a milk carton on your desk. You glanced at it in mild surprise, but for a different reason than what he'd expected.

"Kageyama, why are you giving me your milk?" you asked. He glanced at his hand and saw that he'd given you the wrong drink. You had his already opened and half-empty milk.

"I'm not," he replied hastily, snatching it up from your desk. At least, he tried to. But he ended up spilling it on your uniform. He watched in horror as you gasped, stood up, and headed out to the bathroom to clean up.

He shook his head quickly, grabbing the now empty carton and tossing it into the trash. "Stupid," he grumbled as he retreated to his desk.

The rest of the day, he kicked himself for that. How hard was it to say that he liked you? It had to be easier than this torture. Even on the way to the gym, he just replayed it over and over realizing that you must hate him for being such a clumsy idiot.

"Kageyama! There you are!" you called as you came out of the main building.

He turned around in a flash, bowing as deeply as he possibly could. "I'm sorry!" he exclaimed.

"Oh, for the milk? It's all right. I know it was just an accident and I'm a bit of a clutz sometimes so I have an extra set of clothes in my locker."

The ravenette glanced up at you. He thought for sure you'd yell at him for his carelessness. "Then...what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to make sure you weren't beating yourself up about it. And I wanted to ask you something."

"Oh," he said, finally straightening up. "Okay."

"Do you like me?"

He quickly averted his eyes. "Mo...me...maybe," he finally spluttered.

You smiled. "Somewhere between the raging smile and the vague notes, I had a feeling. But I wanted to make sure I was reading your signals right." You stepped closer. "So...would you like to have lunch with me tomorrow?"

"Yes!" He cleared his throat, trying to calm his nerves. "I-I mean, yes. I really milk you. Like you! I meant...like you." His blush only deepened as you laughed.

"I really "milk" you too, Kageyama. And like you. See you tomorrow then!" And with that, you were heading back into the main building. He stared at your retreating figure for a few moments before letting out a whoop of victory.

His signals had gotten through after all.