Kagehina Coffee Shop AU

Chapter Two

 Kageyama stared at his coffee cup for an uncharacteristic amount of time trying to discern what it said. It obviously was supposed to say "Kageyama" His name, but the cute barista's handwriting was completely undecipherable. He could almost make out what looked to be a K but the rest looked like chicken scratch.

Kageyama could sense the heat rising to his cheeks just thinking about the orange-haired barista. Hinata was the name he had told him after Kageyama had so painfully asked. Kageyama sighed, finally giving up on Hinata's handwriting. It was hard to admit that he had felt something towards the barista, he was short, and he seemed annoying. But when he smiled Kageyama felt like he was going to have an aneurysm.

You don't need someone distracting you from volleyball, He scolded himself. Though Hinata had seemed a little interested in him as well, but no. He shook his head to himself causing a few concerned glances from other people on his train. He would just have to show Hinata he wasn't interested, because he wasn't. Not in the slightest. But the thought of seeing that smiling face again made him want to dissolve into mush.

"What are you all worked up about?" A voice next to him asked. Tsukishima. Kageyama had almost forgotten about him and Yamaguchi sat on the train next to him. He scowled at him.

"None of your business," The blonde shrugged, before Yamaguchi leaned over to not so secretly whisper to him.

"I think it's about the barista," Kageyama pretended not to hear. Tsukishima snickered.

"Wow, I wouldn't have pegged you for the lovesick school girl type,"

"Shut up," Kageyama was losing his patience. But when was he not losing his patience with Tsukishima honestly.

"You should ask him out," Yamaguchi put in. He most definitely would not do that.

"I'm not interested in that idiot," Kageyama said.

"Then let him know that, cause right now he seems pretty interested in you" Tsukishima looked at him seriously, before deciding he didn't actually care and shrugging his shoulders.

"Tsukki," Yamaguchi complained, "You're killing Kageyama's love life," He seemed unruffled.

"What love life? He probably only made heart eyes at the poor barista because he was thinking about volleyball," Kageyama used the last of his self control, keeping his fist at his side instead of in Tsukishima's face.

When Kageyama arrived home he didn't even bother taking his shoes off before diving face-first into his bed. He let out a groan. The last thing he wanted was something, or rather someone, distracting him. He would probably forget about Hinata in at least a week right? He just had to avoid that coffee shop. But it was so convenient. Just between his house and the new place he had started meeting with his volleyball team.

He thought over what Tsukishima had said, about letting Hinata know he wasn't interested. If their paths happened to cross Kageyama would make sure to tell him that he wasn't but the worst part was that he was infatuated with him, the way he had made Kageyama almost forget who he was at first glance. If he couldn't lie to Hinata, he would just have to make sure Hinata would never be interested in him. Which shouldn't be that hard, right? He was Kageyama, king of the court, a self-righteous dictator. It would be easy, he would just have to show his real self. The one who bossed people around, and berated someone for the smallest of mistakes. Plus Hinata probably never liked him in the first place. Why would he?