Haikyuu X Reader One-Shots

Hinata Shouyo - Deliveries

SPOILERS for the last arc of 'Haikyuu'!

Obrigada - Thank you in Portuguese

Arigato - Thank you in Japanese

You hear the bell ring so you get up, fetching your wallet along the way. It should be the pizza guy. Finally. You look at the clock, certain that he was later than the restaurant had said. He was.

You open the door and a orange-haired guy stood there, panting with a pizza box in his hand. He bowed as he delivered your pizza.

"I'm very sorry about my delay!" He apologizes in a strange Portuguese accent. "I got lost!"

Something in him made you giggle, as the little frustration you felt quickly vanished.

"It's okay!" You say in Portuguese as you take the box from his hands. "Arigato!" The moment the word left your lips, you wave your hands in front of you. "I mean, obrigada!" You say in Portuguese, again.

The boy's eye widen slightly as he makes a bright smile. "Are you Japanese as well?" He asks in Japanese, surprising you.

"Y-Yes." You answer in the same language as him.

"That's great! I'm from Miyagi and you?" He asks, curious.

You make a small smile. "Osaka."

"You are the first Japanese I meet here! It's so nice to talk in my language like this again. Although Pedro is really good as well... And there are the people at the beach..."

He stared rumbling, and you just stared at him, finding it odd and amusing how could he be so open with someone he just met.

"Hmm... the money?" You hesitantly ask, extending him the payment.

His mouth forms an 'o' and his eyes sparkle as he grabs it. "Right! The money! Thank you for reminding me."

You make a sound between a laugh and a giggle. He truly was... unexpected.

"My name is Hinata Shouyo! And yours?" He asks as he tilts his head.

It couldn't hurt telling him your name. "(L/N) (Y/N)."

He bows slightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, (L/N)-san."

You make a small smile. "You can call me (Y/N)."

He smiles brightly and you found yourself blushing. "All right! And you can call me Shouyo! Hey, how are you here? Did you come to live or-" Hinata glances at his watch and his eyes widen. "I'm getting late for my next delivery! I'm sorry (Y/N) but I have to go!"

You smile. "All right."

He picks up his bag and bows as he starts walking away. He stops, turns and runs to you. "Hey, do you happen to know where this street is?" He shows you a paper and, with a small laugh, you give him the directions.

And then, he leaves. Not before he shows you another of his big smiles, though.

*

You decided to take a night walk to the beach while you waited for some of your friends. It was warm and a breeze was blowing, making you smile in delight.

"YOSHAAA!" You hear someone yell and you look around, wondering who would be saying that.

Your eyes widen in surprise as you see the delivery guy playing beach volleyball with some people of all ages.

You get closer as your blue dress brushes against your feet. "Shouyo?" You call loudly and the boy turns to you, and you see his eyes recognizing you.

"(Y/N)!" Hinata exclaims excitedly as he runs up to you.

"Hi." You smile. You didn't know why, but seeing him always made you want to smile. "What are you doing?"

"I'm practicing!"

"Practicing?"

"Yeah! I love volleyball and I'm training my skills so that I can be even better when I return to Japan."

"Oh, so you want to be a professional volleyball player?" You ask, amused.

He nods enthusiastically. "Yeah. It's my dream. Plus, if I want to beat Kageyama, I have to get a lot better."

The name rings a bell. "Kageyama?" You think for a second until you remember. "Isn't that the setter that scored five service ace in a competition some time ago?" You normally wouldn't know this but it was commented a lot.

"Yes. He was my teammate in high school." He seems kind of proud of that fact.

"Wow, amazing!"

"Hey, Shouyo!" A player calls and you both look in their direction. "Let's continue playing! You can date all you want later."

You blush. "W-We're not dating!"

Hinata laughs and grabs your hand, pulling along while he goes to the sand field. "Come play as well, (Y/N). It's fun!"

You almost stumbled. "No, no. I suck at volleyball. I'm just going to be a nuisance."

His head turns to look at you, and he smiles reassuringly. "Of course not! Volleyball is to be fun and amusing. It doesn't matter if you don't do it well, what matter is that you play."

"But-"

"I sucked at receiving while on high school. But I learned! And I'm sure you will enjoy volleyball as well!" His eyes were sparkling and suddenly you felt drawn to them. You had met the boy today but you felt surprisingly safe around him.

You found yourself nodding before you could stop it. "I guess it wouldn't hurt." You mumble.

"Great! Now let the game begin and I'll help you, (Y/N). Every time you need."