Night Time [Kagehina]

Alone

*the outfit Hinata wears in this is an actual outfit I own and honestly i just really wanted to find out how Hinata would look with it*

Hinata POV

I grabbed onto the closest thing to me and hugged it. I opened my eyes and saw sunlight creeping in through the curtains. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes looking at the thing I was holding. It was his sweatshirt, it was soft.

I got up and walked into the kitchen looking at the time. 5am. Why must I get up so early? Might as well take a shower and head out.

Kags POV

"Huh?" I groaned into the phone.
"Will you be able to take my shift at the bar tonight?" My friend, Kuroo asks.
"Sure, never call me this early. Goodnight." I hang up the phone and try to go back asleep but successfully fail.

I just want to sleep and forget. Or maybe what I want is death or coma? Yeah sounds right. I get up and look outside.

It's sunny. It has no right to be sunny when I feel so shitty. Why did I let him leave and why am I still worried about it? He probably does that with everyone he meets. Like people I see ridiculously late at the bar. It could be 4am every night and the same person is taking someone home, maybe that's similar to Hinata. Whatever I need as much sleep as I can get because the stupid bar I work at is open until 4am, which I didn't know could or even would exist.

Hinata POV (we switching fast)

Ok refreshing shower? Check! Now I need to find clothes that aren't embarrassingly 'edgy'.

Never mind that is impossible. I opened the drawer and all I see is black or the slight hints of red. I dig through the clothes and finally settle on black ripped skinny jeans, a leather jacket because it's cold, and a red and black shirt with questionably satanic things on it. Finally to top it off, I grab my matching red doc martens I left here. I have never looked more intimidating I think.

With that I walk back into the living room and sit down for a bit hoping Suga will wake up so I can tell him I'm leaving. Last time I left without telling he called me on the verge of tears because he thought I was kidnapped. I scroll through my phone mindlessly until seeing some pictures I swiped outside at the bridge. At first it was just pictures of the sunset and the rain. Most of the pictures I took are on my photography camera in my bag. I scroll through them and see a photo of Kageyama muttering the lyrics to a song. He was so pretty and had such distinct features, I don't think I could ever forget them.

"Wow. You look love struck." I hear a soft voice say from behind me. "Smitten, even." I now recognize the voice as Suga and turn to face him. Suga is looking at me and the photo. "That's him, huh? He looks sad." Suga plops down next to me and swipes to the next photo. This was when I had just spiked his toss. He had a gentle smile on his lips and they looked soft. "That was a huge change. He looked so sad in the first photo but in this one he looks genuinely happy. Like he hasn't been for a while."Suga explains and all I can do is look. He had changed. "He was sad. So sad he was going to kill himself..." I whisper barely audible but Suga hears and turns to me. "But you stopped him. You bought him time to see that there are people who understand him." Suga pats my back and at this point I'm curled up and crying. He doesn't deserve what happened. He deserves to be so much happier. I want him to see that. I need him to see that.

"I have to go Suga. I need to speak to him." I suddenly stand up but Suga sits me down. "The man is probably still asleep, you guys stayed up all night yesterday, right? Give him some time." Suga gently speaks to me pulling me into a hug. But what if I'm too late? What if he is already planning on dying. Please I don't want him to. Even though he probably forgot about me by now I know what it feels like to be alone. I know that the second your alone thoughts fill your head and they make you think things that aren't true. Please just let something, anything in this world notify him. He isn't alone. I sob into Suga's shoulder gripping the shirt. Honestly, Daichi and Suga were my sign that I wasn't alone. They felt like the Mom and Dad I needed at the time and here Suga is, still being motherly to me.

Kags POV along with a Timeskip

I groggily sit up looking at the time. It was 6pm, the perfect time to get ready for work.

I slip into the shower and right out and get my work 'uniform'. I never called it a uniform because really it was just a black button up shirt and whatever else we wanted. I fix up my hair, spritz some cologne and head out the door.

At work it's pretty slow when I walk in but I see Kuroo at the bar even though I took his shift.
"I though I was working?" I approach Kuroo.
"Oh yeah, you are but it was so I could rant to you while getting some drinks." He smiles at me and I roll my eyes. He has done this before and I absolutely despise him for it.
"You never come out of your house except for food and work."
"Yeah yeah whatever. Get on with it, tell me the tea."
Kuroo then starts going on and on about some guy he finds cute, occasionally stopping so I could do my job. I guess I needed this, anyways.

*1000 words bitches! I don't know if this is angsty or sad enough but I have ideas to make it even sadder.

~Author who is determined to try and make you cry by the end of this