Kenhina || Catch me

Chapter 44 // Hinata

"Come on, Shoyo," Kenma spoke as the second-year got onto the metro, the redhead silently followed as the setter grabbed onto the teen's hand and dragged the first-year toward a seat.

"Tokyo's intimidating," Hinata spoke up as he eyed the rest of the vehicle, it wasn't as bad as the redhead had seen on the pictures but it was busy regardless. Nothing like Miyagi.

Kenma softly chuckled as he turned his head toward Shoyo, "Right now it's not so bad," the teen explained to the first-year. "You should see the subway during rush hour, that's absolute hell."

The second-year was sitting relatively close to the redhead, Kenma still hadn't let go of Shoyo's hand. This was nice, it was comfortable. The setter looked lovely too, the clothes the redhead had picked for the second-year earlier today looked stunning, Kenma looked amazing.

"I don't think I want to see that then," Hinata responded as he smiled back at the second-year. Kenma looked even better when he was smiling. Was Hinata staring? He'd been looking at the setter for quite a long time now, oh God, he was staring.

As the redhead realized what he was doing, he turned his head away to look at the floor right in front of the teens. There were quite some people in the metro but not so many that the duo had to stand up.

"Are you excited about the movie?" Kenma asked the redhead, shifting the conversation to a new topic.

"Absolutely," Hinata responded. It was true, they were going to see a movie about ninjas. The redhead had always admired the fighters. Ninjas were cool, agile, and stealthy, Shoyo wanted to acquire all of these characteristics.

"I think... I'm excited as well," Kenma hesitantly agreed with Hinata.

"Oh, do you love ninjas too?"

"Yeah, kind of," the second-year spoke up as he averted his gaze from the redhead. "But I primarily like spending time with you, Shoyo."

"It'd be sad if you didn't," the redhead snickered as he teased the setter lightly.

"That's mean," Kenma said as he looked back at the first-year. The second-year wasn't smiling with his mouth, he was smiling with his eyes instead. Kenma seemed happy and at ease, the setter's cheeks were painted with a soft shade of red.

"You look nice," the redhead commented, speaking his mind.

"I sure hope you think I look nice," Kenma replied. "Remember? YOU are the one who picked me this outfit."

"Alright, alright," the first-year laughed it off.

A few stops later, the duo got off of the metro. Hinata just followed Kenma, who would guide them to their next destination. To be fair, the redhead had lost count of how many times he'd done that just today.

After a few minutes of walking, the first-year started to wonder whether the two would be arriving at the cinema shortly. The duo was supposed to catch the movie at 9 pm, at this point, it was 8:42 and the two teens still needed to get their tickets.

Just as Shoyo was about to open his mouth and ask Kenma how much longer it would take for them to get there, the second-year started to talk. "We're almost there, it's just around the corner," it was almost like Kenma had read the first-year's thoughts. Did Kenma have psychic powers?

"Kenma?" Hinata asked, looking completely discombobulated.

"Yes?"

"Are you a psychic?"

A little wrinkle appeared on the second-year's forehead as he looked back at the middle blocker. "Psychic?" he asked, clearly not understanding what the redhead was referring to.