Worries and Nerves

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Hinata pushed himself up from where he was sitting on the floor. He walked inside to his living room. Hinata switched the light on and plopped down on the couch, turning the TV on. Suddenly, a loud 'bang!' came from outside. He ran to the window to see an angry older man yelling at a younger male with light brown hair and a baseball hat. Hinata sighed in relief as his worries fled from his mind, but it was soon replaced with a little fear of the situation at hand. His mind raced at what he should do as the older male punched the other who let out a grunt of pain. The younger males hand flew up to his cheek as he gently rubbed at it. He said something to the older one that Hinata couldn't hear from behind the glass. Suddenly, he heard a buzz of a phone. Hinata turned to see his phone ringing and slowly picked it up, looking at the caller ID.

"Hinata, sorry I missed your call. I was working on a new short story and I didn't want to get my ideas wrecked." Suga said softly to the orange haired male over the phone.

"N-no need to be sorry S-Suga.." Hinata said, his voice trembling as he spoke.

Suga took a deep breath then started to speak, "What's wrong. You don't usually call unless something isn't okay or you are worried about something or other. So, tell me. Are you okay?"

Hinata shook his head, tears slowly sliding down his face as his hand covered his mouth. A quiet sob came from behind the young males hand as his legs gave out on him, landing hard on the wooden floor.

Suga seemed to get the hint of something was seriously wrong with Hinata and he needed some comfort. "Hinata, I'm coming to your house right now. I'll bring a couple packs of Ramen so we have somthing to eat that won't take so long to cook. You just find a comfy place on the couch to sit with the TV on and a blanket around you. Okay? I'll see you soon." He said and hung up.

Hinata let out a tiny sob before standing up. He plopped down on the couch, turning and peering over the edge. He extended his hand down to grab a blanket from the small woven basket beside the couch. Hinata brought it up, then wrapped it around himself gently. He grabbed for the remote to the television. With a press of a button, the television turned on quickly. People talking about recent events took over the screen. With a soft sigh, Hinata changed the channel to a different show. The beginning of the show started with a girl in her office. She was serving through documents and case files of different people she had helped before. A male with dark hair and green eyes walked in with a suit case, clenching onto it tightly. Hinata stared blankly at the screen, tuning out the noise so he was left to his thoughts. 'What should I do?' and, 'what if he came back just to hurt me?' Came to his mind. A knock at the door startled Hinata. He slowly got up to check who it was through the peep hole and saw Suga standing at the door, bag in hand. Hinata unlocked the door and quietly opened it without a word. Suga looked at Hinata with a soft expression grazing his face.

"Oh Hinata, tell me what happend okay..?" He said gently as he rubbed Hinata's back in a circular motion.

"M-my ex. He was here when I came home from work today.. you know him. You and Noya were with me that day it happened." Hinata said, clenching the blanket tighter around his small body. "I-i don't know what to do.. he said he'll never stop trying to get me.. What should I do?" He asked nervously.

Suga let out a sigh and walked himself and Hinata over to the couch. He sat Hinata down carefully. "Now, would I ever let him do that to you Hinata..? I won't let him lay a finger on you." Suga said softly. "Do you want me to call Noya and Yams? We could all sleep over here to make you feel better and less nervous?"

Hinata looked out the window to see the older male walking away and the younger slam the door shut. He slowly nodded, turning back to Suga. "Yes please. I don't want to be alone tonight." Hinata said, playing with the hem of the blanket.

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