Attracted [Hinata x reader] fanfiction

Chapter 1

You were friends with Nishinoya from Karasuno and today was the day when both of you were going to hang out. He needed help with studying so he was coming over after school. It was currently 5:30pm and he was gonna come at 6pm. You still had time to run to the café and buy pork buns. You thought it could be a snack when you guys needed a break from studying. Your currently outside running off to the café, clouds filled all over the blue sky making it seem darker than it is. You heard people talking to each other about who knows what and dogs barking from your surroundings. You slowed down your tracks of running when the café became more and more visible. You lived near the café after all. You take a deep breath of fresh air before opening the door with a pling-sound and then stepping inside. It wasn't very busy at the time wich was positive but there was a few people here and there and a guy that looked your age buying something. You stand behind him in line while pulling your money bag out of your purse.

After grabbing it you silently wait for the costumer in front of you to order or buy whatever he was going to eat. You took the time to analyse him. He had orange hair that looked really fluffy and it looked like he was wearing a special jacket, it was a vollyball logo on it but you couldn't see very well because his back was facing you. You hear him frown quietly to himself while scratching the back of his head. It made his hair look even fluffier now! Almost as if you wanted to reach your hand out and touch it. You mentally shake your hand to snap back to reality. "One pork bun please!" He finally says with satisfaction. You blink twice. That was what you were gonna get. The woman nods and the guy infont pays. He steps aside noticing that it's your turn while waiting for the other workers to make his order. Sweat starts to appear on your forehead while awkwardly walking up to the woman taking your order. You can feel his curious eyes on you while you clech your bag with lack of words. Now when you think of it it looks like he has brown eyes. You saw him in the corner of your eyes while the woman waited patiently for you to speak. "Excuse me ma'am" the woman speaks snapping your attention back to her. Right! You need to buy pork buns, how many was it? Hmm maybe four..? You think to yourself and quickly straighten your back ready to order. "Four pork buns please!" You quikly say almost bowing to your nervousness. You don't even know how much time you have left. The woman gives you a look then a thumbs up and calls her other worker. You feel your tensed up body relax and you sigh. Stepping aside as well and bringing up your phone. Standing besides him feels a bit awkward so you try to calm yourself down a bit by going on Snapchat, tapping on your friends Nishinoyas story you watch every video and pictures he uploaded one by one. Once again you felt someone eyeing you, maybe not you exactly. More your phone. You see in the corner of your eye that he leans over a little surprisingly he's quite short but still a little taller than you. A slight smile forms on his face as he watches your screen with Nishinoyas snaps from his story. "Hey... Is that your friend?" He carefully asks still having his eyes glued onto your phone. You notice your cheeks flush a bright pink seeing that he was talking to you plus he was leaning a bit closer. Quikly taking your phone down and slightly looking up at him you give a nervous laughter. "Ah yes.., Nishinoya. Do you know him?" You ask as it's now his turn to blush. He nods in response before talking again. "We are in the same vollyball team and go to the same school" you look at him dumbfounded. He goes to the same school? Since you and Nishinoya go to the same school that means that he also does but you've never payed any attention to him that he ever exist! And you know that Nishinoya plays vollyball but it came as a surprise to meet one of his teammates in a café plus he seems nice. "I guess we go to the same school then" you smile. You feel the awkwardness in the air leave and gets replaced with the boys excitement. "R-really?! You go to the same school as him?!" He happily jumps while waiting for your answer. You giggle at his actions while nodding. At the back of Hinata you see the woman coming back again and holds probably his order. "One pork bun for Hinata?" She calls out while the guy known as Hinata turns around and grabbing his stuff. "So your names Hinata?" You ask him while holding both of your hands behind your back. "Yep that's me! Oh and what's yours-" he gets cut off by the woman calling out someone's order again. "Four pork buns to Y/n?" You immediately walk over quikly grabbing them and muttering a 'thanks' then turning back at the boy smiling. "Y/n, my name is L/n Y/n you say while putting your hand out. He looks at you blushing then down at your hand before shaking it. "Hinata Shoyo" He responds with a bright smile. Before you say can say anything else you hear your phone buzzing. Answering the caller without looking who it is you still hold Hinatas hand without thinking. He stands still looking at you while slowly getting red when he looks back down at your hands. "Hello?" You say while struggling to hold your phone close to your ear. But that's when you realise two things. One of them is that your still holding Hinatas hand and the other one is that you forgot the time. You apologise while letting go of his hands and awkwardly shift to your side. "Y/n why aren't you opening your door? I've been waiting here and knocking for some time you know!" Nishinoyas voice was heard through the phone whining loud, loud enough for Hinata to hear. He silently chuckles to himself remembering the total crack head his friend is. You on the other hand start to panic. "Sorry Noya I was-uh- um I was just buying something! I'll be there in a minute!" You shout and ending the call. Facing the guy infront of you, quikly waving. "I'm sorry Hinata I have to go now but I'll see tomorrow at school!" You wave off while running off, almost bumping into the glass door.