Haikyuu!! X Transmasc Reader

Tobio Kageyama (Request) PART 4

This is just becoming a whole ass book at this point

Noya pov

Asahi runs to Kageyama's house, carrying me on his shoulders so we wouldn't have to try to keep up with each other.

When we get there, he sets me down and we both start banging on the door like our lives depend on it, because our friend's life does depend on it, and that's kinda the same thing.

Kageyama pov

I wake up when I hear intense banging on the front door. I go downstairs to check it out.

When I look through the window, I see that Asahi and Nishinoya are the ones that are banging on the door. I look at the time, five AM. But they look desperate, so I open the door.

"What do you two dumbasses want at five in the morning? I haven't even been able to sleep an hour yet!" I growl. Nishinoya just pushes past me and into my house, Asahi following. "Hey, what the hell??"

"WHERE'S (C/N)???" Nishinoya yells.

"H-he's in my room, wh-" They both run upstairs, I'm assuming to find my room and (C/n). I run fter them after closing and locking the door again.

By the time I get there, they were standing by him, his buttonup and T-shirt on the floor.

What the hell?

"HOW DO WE GET IT OFF???" Nishinoya yells, panicked.

"I DON'T KNOW, IS THERE A SPECIFIC WAY?? OR CAN WE JUST TAKE IT OFF LIKE ANY OTHER SHIRT??" Asahi yells back.

"WELL WE HAVE TO GET IT OFF AND LIKE, NOW!!!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON????" I interrupt.

"WE'LL EXPLAIN LATER, ASAHI HOLD HIM SO THAT HE'S SITTING UP!"

How has he not woken up yet??

Asahi held (C/n) upright while Nishinoya pulled off a tank top that he was wearing.

Once it was off, they immediately started looking all over his torso and I saw something I never thought to expect.

Are those. . . ? ?

"Any bruises on your side?" Asahi asks.

"No, yours?" Nishinoya responds.

"Not that I can see, and from the way that he's been breathing since we took it off and the way his ribcage feels, his ribs aren't broken." Asahi sighs with relief.

"Uuuhhhhhh. . . " I'm so confused? "What the actual fuck just happened??"

"It's kinda a long story. . . " Asahi begins.

"But basically, we just saved (C/n)'s life." Nishinoya finishes.

"After sort of putting in jeprody in the first place. . . " Both of them look down.

"What?" I ask again. "Come on, you guys are in my house! Don't you think I deserve a reason as to why you're here at five in the morning? After you just left like two to four hours ago??"

"He'll tell you when he's ready, although the cat might be out if the bag now." Asahi looks at Nishinoya. "You have to promise to not tell anyone, okay?"

"Sure, sure. Whatever. What happened? Is (C/n) going to be okay?" They look worried, which is making me worried.

"We think so." Nishinoya says. "He was taking a break for the past couple days because of the heat and didn't put it on until half an hour before leaving, so his ribs were pretty well rested."

"Taking a break from what?" I ask.

They both look at each other.

"Binding." Nishinoya finally says. "(C/n) is a transboy. So he binds his chest to make it look flat. But it can really damage his ribs and/or lungs by building up fluid in his lungs if he wears his binder for too long. The bones in your ribcage are more flexible than your other bones so your lungs can expand, so they can break easier. That can also be caused by wearing a binder for too long or wearing one that is too small. If you break a rib, and you're wearing a binder, the binder can push it so that the broken rib punctures a lung, resulting in probable death."

"We left, knowing that (C/n) was too drunk to remember to take off his binder before falling asleep, but we weren't thinking about that. Until Noya suddenly remembered and we ran here as fast as we could." Asahi explained.

"So. . . (C/n) is transgender?" I ask.

"Yes. " They both say.

"And he almost died tonight because he was wearing something that made his chest flat, but that also constricted his breathing?"

"Possibly."

"I. . . I noticed that he was breathing weird earlier. . . I thought. . . he was just having a nightmare. . . or. . . or maybe it was the alcohol. . . or something. . . " I can't believe myself. I should have helped him!

"You had no idea. It's our fault. Mostly mine. . . "

"Nishi, don't say that!" Asahi stood up.

"Asahi, I knew he was wearing his binder and that he was drunk and what could've happened." Nishinoya starts to cry a little.

"So did I!" Asahi is now also crying.

"Guys, stop! Not right now, okay? How about you go home and I'll take care of (C/n)?" I get out one of my shirts out. (C/n) would probably be more comfortable with either Nishinoya or Asahi dressing him, so I put it on the foot of my bed as well as a pair of shorts. I'm thinking that they'll be easier to breathe in than pants because they're stretchy. "He would probably be more comfortable with one of you doing this part though. . ."

Nishinoya takes the shirt and puts it on (C/n) while Asahi did the pants. I just stood there awkwardly, not looking.

"Thanks, Kageyama." Asahi says.

"Me? Why?"

"First of all, you let us in. And then when you found out about (C/n), you didn't judge him or anything. That's why he doesn't tell anyone. He's afraid of people judging him."

"Oh. . . " (C/n) is too great to be judged for something this small. Nobody should be. "I would never even imagine that."

"I know." Nishinoya says sadly. "But on a different note," He smiles, almost too devilishly for my liking, "before we came, were you two sharing a bed~?"

I turn red. "Uh, yeah. . . "

"DID YOU TWO FINALLY GET TOGETHER???" Nishinoya jumps up.

"What do you mean" finally??" I panic. "Is it really that obvious that I like him???"

Nishinoya looks at Asahi and practically squeals. "You liiiiiike him??"

"N-NO! I- I JUST MEANT-"

"Shut up!" Nishinoya interrupts.

"When you tell him that you know tomorrow, he'll freak out. He will get very nervous and probably scared." Asahi says. "Just a warning. And when you tell him about your feelings towards him, tell him that you liked him even before finding out about his anatomy, but don't word it like that, that's kinda weird and, no offense, doesn't sound like something you'd say."

"What's anatomy?" I ask.

Asahi sighs. "Body. Just say that you liked him before finding out he's trans."

"Oh, okay. . . " This is terrifying. "So, does this mean that he likes me back?"

"DUH!!"

"Noya, calm down. We should probably get going. You're a good friend, Kageyama."

"Uh, thanks?" Nobody's ever said that before. . .

I walk them to the door and get a glass of water before going back to bed, but not falling asleep.

THIS ONE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE READER IN IT I'M SO SORRY.