All These Years (Kageyama x Reader)

Chapter Seventeen

~•Kageyama's First Person POV•~

"Daichi, can I talk to you?" I asked awkwardly. It was the end of practice and I decided it was time to talk to him.

"Yeah, sure. Everything alright?" he replied.

"Yeah," I answered, "I'm fine. I just wanted to know if you could help me . . . understand something."

"I'm happy help, but I thought L/n was your tutor," he said.

"This isn't exactly something I can talk to them about." I looked down.

"Oh." Then his eyes widened. "OH! So you need to talk, talk?"

"Don't make it weird." I continued to avoid his gaze.

"Let's head out. We can talk in private." I then followed him out of the gym and to the club room. After we gathered our stuff, we began walking home. "So what's this about?" He inquired.

"It's about Y/n," I began.

"I figured as much. Can you elaborate?" he chuckled a bit.

"Something happened," I said.

"What happened?" he looked very concerned; too concerned, for that matter.

"It happened after the party yesterday," I spoke carefully. "We uh-"

"Good job!" He slapped me on that back again. "You know Kageyama, you deserve it. Who knew you were such a player?"

"What? No! No, it's not like that." I shook my head. "Well, not exactly."

"But something like that did happen, right?" He raised his eyebrows.

"You're making it weird again," I informed him, "but yes. Something like that did happen."

"Go on." He smirked.

"We kissed. I was giving them their present and they hugged me thanks. Then there was a moment where we just looked at each other. Then it happened," I explained. "We were going to keep going, but Coach Ukai called them."

"Coach Ukai must be telepathic," a different voice spoke.

"Suga! How long have you been following us?" I asked.

"The whole time," he smiled as he walked beside me. I moved to the outside so I was closest to the street.

"Wait, so you two didn't-"

"No, we didn't have the chance," I interrupted Daichi. "What do I do from here?"

"How do you feel about them?" he asked. "Do you only want to hookup with them? Or is there something more there?"

"Definitely not the first one. I mean, it's not that I don't want to hookup with the . I do, but- er this is coming out wrong. I'm gonna try again," I took a deep breath. "I don't know. I just really like everything about them. They make me . . . Happy."

"Do you like them?" Suga jumped in.

"Of course!"

"But do you like them?" he specified.

"I've never felt this way about anyone before," I said, quietly. "Maybe?"

"We can't tell you if you do or not. That's up to you to figure out," Suga sympathized.

"Suga, come on, he obviously do-" Daichi stopped talking when Suga glared at him.

Do I like them? Is that what this is? Why after all these years am I starting to feel like this? No, this feeling has always been there. Since we were kids, they've always made me feel like this. I've always just been too stubborn to pay attention to it. "Is that what this feeling is?"