Haikyuu One Shots

kagehina

kageyama's pov
recently, i discovered that my mind was filled with one more thing other than food, and volleyball. that 'thing' is hinata. i wasn't really confused since i'd been thinking of how to set for him, how to ensure we win games all the time using our fast quick at acceptable interchanges and etc., but it started getting confusing when i felt my heart go like, boom boom? like during the climax of a volleyball rally, and everyone's eyes were set upon me as a setter, whenever i got near hinata or made some sort of contact with him.

gosh, it felt, what's the word for it, awkward.
i consulted my elder sister on this, and she only smirked at me. annoying old lady. i still love her though.

i really don't understand why i feel this way. that is, until, i saw hinata talking to yamaguchi all close like and it felt like he'd taken from me something, like he changed setters without telling me. then i understood that this had something to do with, of course, volleyball again. i mean, i was supposed to be his closest volleyball friend right? why would he ignore me and talk to yamaguchi with a small blush on his face like they'd been playing with each other for a while already in the park before they came for practice?

sunday came, and i decided to ask hinata out to find out what is going on with me and why he's avoiding me. dumbass, how can you avoid your setter?

sunday: 9 a. m.
weather: very cold but no snow

"oi dumbass. i'm here."
i spin hinata around and his eyes widen a little.
"woah kageyama! anyway, can we go to that new cafe that opened up recently? i heard from yamaguchi that it sells some kick-ass cake."

" yamaguchi again?" i unconsciously asked, irritation lining my words.

" sorry?" hinata's eyes widened a little, his eyebrows perked up in a manner that made him look cute. i blushed a little, i don't know why i blushed, but i agreed to go to the cafe with hinata.

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once we arrived, hinata told me to sit down and he got 2 slices of cake as well as a big share-able drink. passing me a straw and a spoon, he placed the drink between us and the cakes infront of us respectively. there was an awkward silence for a moment where we both didn't know what to say, it was the first time we met up that we didn't do anything volleyball related.

"so, what'd you want to share with me, kageyama?" hinata digs a small spoons worth of cake and then lowers his head to eat it gently. he looks like a little rabbit nibbling away on the cake. usually he ate in bountiful mouths, gobbling everything in sight.

"well. it's just that i noticed you've been kind of, i don't know, avoiding me recently? i thought we were supposed to be partners and stuff, y'know?" the tip of hinata's nose turns pink as with his ears, and i raise an eyebrow, confused.

"i, uh. its just that, i've been really getting along with yamaguchi lately, i think? so i may have accidentally ignored you." he looks away, and my lips are set in a straight line. well now how was i supposed to feel after having been replaced? i feel the back of my neck getting hot with embarrassment for  hoping he'd be my best friend.

"ah. okay. about the other thing... recently, i don't know, whenever I'm near you i feel kinda really awkward? like, my heart feels like its going like, boom boom boom boom--" i pause at hinata's look of absolute confusion, then, deciding to ignore it, i continue, "and its like, i dont know, like its the climax of the game with shiratorizawa. that kind of feeling." a look of realization dawns on hinata's face or something, and he proceeds to turn quite a remarkable shade of beet red. a small smile is balanced on his features as he deep breathes before speaking.

"kageyama, is it perhaps you... like me?"

"like you? obviously. you're an ideal match for me."

"really--"

"you're the only one who could spike my super fast tosses, no crap of course i like you."

hinata's face falls flat in an instant and im confused, somewhat. why wouldn't i like the ideal spiker for me?
then it hits me.
oh.

what?

"i, what? I don't--" i stumble a little on my words. what is he talking about, i dont understand it i dont understand it i dont understand it--

a little pink in the face, hinata kisses the tip of my nose before burying his face in his hoodie and whisper-screaming.

"what--"

im left just, absolutely confused, and then when the realisation hits me, i dont know, my brain just short circuits and i sit there dumbfounded. hinata peeks out from inside the hoodie and my system kicks back into place, but i am at a loss for words.
"so i take it you like me? because i like you, kageyama."

"i, i like you t-too."

i inch my free hand towards hinata's, and then we eat our cakes and enjoy our drink, everything as per normal like when we'd hang out, except it's a date, and hinata's fingers are interlaced with mine.