Haikyuu oneshots (hinata-centric)

Straight as a slinky

Sadness Scale: 0/10
Ship: Tanahina
Chapter Aesthetic: Soft
Song: None
Type: Fluff but like spicy near the end bc im a whore (i was planning on smut but gave up(i could continue it in another chapter if ya wanna idrc))
Words: 1,709
POV: Third Person

Ft. Me pushing my choking kink on poor Hinata here 🤪🙈😩💅🏽✨💕

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Tanaka had always believed he was straight.

Sure, he would sometimes catch himself staring at boys a little longer than he assumed was normal but that's because he found them admirable with the way their jaws were sharp, or how oddly attractive their biceps were, and so on. That didn't mean he was gay.

He always crushed on girls, though. Sure, he had never kissed one, but he hadn't kissed a boy either. He didn't feel an intense need to kiss boys, so he just assumed he wasn't into them as he was into girls. It was normal to find people attractive without really liking them, anyways.

But then Hinata fucking Shoyo came along.

The little ginger was always happy and bouncy, wearing his adorable grin that blinded those around him and effortlessly making people fall for him both romantically and platonically left and right. He never hated on people and always lifted those around him up, even opposing teams. He was truly a perfect specimen.

Tanaka had been crushing on Kiyoko for about a year or so but Hinata had the ability to make him forget all about her by just flashing a smile. He really didn't know what he was feeling, especially since it was a boy he was feeling it for, but it was torturous. It kept him up at night, distracted him during volleyball, and just resided in him constantly. He couldn't seem to get the boy out of his head.

Tanaka, at first, just assumed it was because Hinata had somewhat feminine features. For one, he was really pretty but handsome at the same time, his orange hair was soft and curly, he was really tiny, he smelled nice, the fact that he really didn't have much body hair, had a squishy face, and so on. But, eventually, Tanaka gave up on trying to convince himself of that.

He began focusing on the aspects of Hinata that he found attractive. He liked his abs, his thighs, his smile, his hair, his freckles that littered his whole body, his ass, his bubbly personality, how kind he was, how his eyes sparkled, and so on. He was a ditz but was also oddly intelligent when it came to social cues and volleyball. He was always so persistent and it made Tanaka's heart pound.

So, yeah, maybe he wasn't as straight as he first thought.

Tanaka was sitting on the bench in the locker room and drinking his water as everyone around him changed. He had to physically force himself to not look at Hinata but it didn't work.

He discreetly watched as a shirtless Hinata stretched his arms, flexing his muscles and shoulders unintentionally. He had just finished a quick shower so he was dripping wet and Tanka couldn't breathe. Who the hell allowed his underclassman to be so breathtaking?

Hinata tugged on a shirt before slipping on his boxers and oddly short shorts. He hummed and bounced as he got on his knees to tie his shoes. He finished with his left one and was about to do his right shoe when he looked up, catching Tanaka's gaze. The older straightened his back as Hinata giggled, flashing a closed-eyed smile and finishing before standing up.

Everyone was about done and left to go home by that point. The last ones in the locker room and gym in general were Hinata and Tanaka so Tanaka assumed that was a sign from the gods. Maybe this was his chance to make a move?

"Hey, Hinata!" he grinned, leaning against the locker.

"Oh! Tanaka-senpai! What's up?"

Tanaka felt his face flush at the 'senpai'.