Haikyuu - Songfic Series

Hinata Shoyo x Reader - Fly

Hinata was definitely an interesting boy to date. The moment he'd realized that his interest in you was romantic and not platonic as he'd originally thought, he'd found you in the hallway and confessed to you at the top of his lungs.

Not like you'd really expected anything else from the hyperactive boy. And truth be told, you did return the feelings. He was bright and energetic and always ready to make you smile. He was also an impressive athlete despite his small stature, and faced everything with the same blind determination that he showed in volleyball.

That same determination was the cause of your current predicament.

He'd suddenly decided that he wanted to teach you volleyball, so that you would be able to better share in his excitement for games. It was a great idea on the surface, but it lacked a few basic components.

One, that you were not a natural athlete. And two, Hinata was still fairly green when it came to volleyball. His first lesson consisted of him describing attacks and strategies with vague sounds like "whoosh", "gwah", and "bam".

"Hinata, it's not working," you sighed as you rested your hands on your knees. "I'm just not getting it."

"One more!" he replied. "You were really close that time."

You glared up at him. He'd been saying one more for the past two hours. You started to understand why he and Kageyama got along so well – endless stamina and a desire for improvement.

Kageyama himself was there as a favor to Hinata, and to get more practice setting for different people.

"Why don't I just let you two practice for a while and I'll watch?" you suggested.

Hinata immediately pouted. "No! You can do this, I know you can."

"Why is this so important to you? I'm perfectly happy just supporting you when you play."

"Because..." He aggressively ran his hands through his hair. "I want you to fly too!"

Kageyama rolled his eyes. "You're not actually flying when you do a quick, you dumbass."

"I know! But it's that feeling like "whoosh" and "whoo" and everything gets really still and you feel invincible for a few seconds."

"Hinata, that's very sweet," you told him. "But I'm just not cut out for volleyball."

"Just one more, please?"

You shook your head firmly. "My hands and legs are killing me from all this movement. I'll do anything else, but no more volleyball tonight."

Kageyama, realizing you didn't need him anymore, went to practice his serves.

Hinata followed you as you went to get your water bottle, planning to keep pestering you until you gave in to him. That always worked with Kageyama.

But instead, another thought struck him while he watched you drink. If he couldn't improve your volleyball skills, maybe he could try somwthing else new instead.

"(Y/N)!" he suddenly exclaimed. "I want a kiss!" You coughed in surprise, glancing over at him.

"You...want--?"

"A kiss!" he repeated just as enthusiastically. "If you won't play anymore, will you do that instead?"

"Okay." You leaned down and pecked his cheek.

He made a face. "I meant a real one!" he persisted.

You resisted the urge to sigh. He sure knew what he wanted from you, so maybe you could humor him this once.

"All right, close your eyes and hold still." He complied, and you gently pressed your lips together.

He was unaware of what had happened. He felt your lips touch, and his heart stopped. The world slowed, and he felt weightless. He opened his eyes slowly and stared at you.

"Hinata? Are you okay?" you asked after a few seconds.

"That's it!" he blurted out. "The flying feeling! It was all...whoosh! And whoo! Did you feel it too, (Y/N)?"

"That warm, happy buzzing? I always feel like that around you." You smiled, glad that you'd found a much less exhausting alternative to learning volleyball. "So...do you want one more?"

"No!" Kageyama called from the other side of the gym. Hinata whipped around, yelling at Kageyama for being a "pervy, old man". You watched with amusement as they started chasing each other around the gym.

Hinata, meanwhile, found himself newly invested in you and your relationship. He hadn't realized anyone else could make him feel like he was flying, but he was glad that he could share it with you.