Your sweet smell (Kagehina omegaverse) discontinued ..?

Chapter 4

Kageyama POV

I change at an unbearably slow pace. Yesterday flashing in my mind anytime I look at Hinata. I came to school knowing I'd have to face him, knowing I'd have to apologize. I still can't put my finger on why I acted the way I did. There was definitely something off about Hinata. 

I've never felt any romantic feelings for anyone, actually I never thought of anyone as attractive. I'm too focused in my volleyball career to care about things like that. 

I'm the last person in the club room. I want to avoid any possible opportunity to talk to Hinata. 

Since when am I such a coward. I lean my head on one of the storage shelves taking a deep breathe as a final attempt to keep my composure.

I slowly turn back around, my eyes roaming around the small club room. As my eyes roam over the spot where Hinata was changing I start day dreaming about the ginger. His unique orange hair, how it always seems soft. His brown eyes and the way they have a shine to them when he's excited. His goofy smile that always seems to brighten up the dullness around him. I admit Hinata has a small frame but he's muscular, if I had to chose I'd say I love his thighs. 

I snap back to reality. I rush to the gym and get scolded by Daichi as I missed the stretching we had to do before actual practice. 

I start scanning the gym, I spot Hinata sitting next to Suga on the edge of the stage. The longer I stare at them conversing I slowly get agitated. Suga keeps nudging Hinata's shoulder and Hinata gets flustered afterwards. I continue to notice the overall playful manner they're talking in, it almost looks like they're flirting with each other. 

Why am I getting mad?

My mood completely shifts, I'm pissed. 

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Today's practice honestly sucked. I couldn't focus, I lashed out at everyone around me for the mistakes I was clearly making. As punishment Daichi made me stay behind to clean the gym before classes began. 

As I'm picking up the scattered volleyballs I hear squeaking shoes and the sound of a door closing. I quickly look at where the sounds were coming from and find Hinata with the broom coming my way. 

"What are you doing dumbass, I don't need your help." I scoff, I mean he is why I got in trouble in the first place. 

"I know you don't need it but you'll miss the first class if someone doesn't help you," he says teasingly, "besides, we both know you can't afford to miss any of your classes." 

A small chuckle escapes my lips. I finally felt relaxed, it's almost like he could melt any negative emotion I'm feeling. 

I slowly make my way to him and ruffle his hair. I smile at his reaction, he tensed up then quickly softened his expression and nuzzled further into my hand. I don't do this kind of stuff with him so I knew it was going to catch him off guard. 

Hinata looks up at me, his brown orbs studying every inch of my face right now. 

" ... why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?" I say nervously as I slowly bring my hands towards my face.

Before I could cover my face Hinatas hands cup my own pulling them down. A faint pink dusting his cheeks as he probably realized what he did. 

"ah-hahah sorry it's just you just had a really genuine smile on and I don't get to see that side of you." He slowly take his hands off of mine.

He starts looking around the entire gym except in my direction. His blush intensified spreading to the tips of his ears. He starts to play with his fingers and shifting his body weight around probably getting anxious that I haven't responded to him. He looks really adorable like this.