Saving Shoyo ✔︎

05//Clean//

Hinata POV

I wish Ushijima wouldn't stare at me like that. Am I that obvious? Can he tell how weak I am just by my eyes? It's my own fault anyway for being an idiot, for walking around a deserted area alone.

God, I really am the worst. I can't believe I let Ushijima look out for me, I know he's probably fed up with me by now. It must've been hard dealing with someone so naive.

I look down as the Ace continues to stare at me, water dripping from my face to the floor. Oh, right. I was washing my face. I reach for a paper towel, wishing my fingers would quit shaking.

"Hinata." My hand freezes a few inches away from the dispenser. I turn toward Ushijima again, afraid.

"W-what i-is it?" My throat is hoarse from crying and vomiting, and I look down again, swallowing thickly.

The Ace strides closer, and I shut my eyes. I just want to be alone, kindness right now would only make me feel more pitiful.

"The setter was here, wasn't he?" He says lowly, but I can't detect his emotion. I'm scared to look at him. I don't know what he'll think. So I just nod. "Did he hurt you?"

My shoulder throbbed painfully at his question, making my eyes water. I won't cry, I wont! I've been crying this whole time, I need to get better already.

Is there even a 'better'?

"I-I should've been there, I said I'd be there," that was not what I expected to hear, not from him. "I'll never leave again, please, please, forgive me."

My eyes flutter open to see his golden green orbs pleading with mine. I take a reflexive step back at our proxjmjty, and the way he towers over me. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Ushijima-san," it's true, I'm the one at fault,  I always have been.

He takes one of my wrists softly and examines the bruise with a simmering anger so hot it could melt the sealant off a volleyball court. "I don't fucking care, I'm still sorry, and I'm still going to run that bastard through.

My eyes widen and I don't say anything, don't move as he grabs a towel and gently dries my swollen, puffy face. I must look so ugly right now.

"No one's in the baths right now, c'mon, I'll wait outside while you shower," the captain's eyes have gone soft again as he ushers me towards the door, but I can sense his blood lust building.

"O-okay, but, you can't say anything to anyone."

"Hinata, you can't mean for me to let this get swept under the rug and do nothing," he looks offended and appalled by the thought.

I panic. "P-please! You have to understand! I can't let anyone know how weak and pathetic I am, I don't want them to see me that way!" I break down, lip trembling as I grip the countertop and gaze into the mirror, embarrassed. I look awful.

"You're not pathetic," Ushijima growls, stepping closer. I stiffen. "But... if you really feel that way... I won't tell anyone without your permission."

I sigh with relief, turning to head to the baths, the Ace not far behind.

"Wait! You can't go after Oi- Oika-," I trail off. "Him, you can go after him either."

No reply.

"Ushijima?!"

". . ."

"Fine. I won't touch him."

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Ushijima POV

I curse silently to myself as I wait outside the showers. I can't believe I agreed to keep quiet, and to not beat the shit out of that fucking setter. When Hinata couldn't even say his name, couldn't even voice it aloud...

Oh I wanted to kill someone then.

Earlier I wondered why I cared, why I worried myself sick over this first year, but now I know. Who wouldn't try to protect an innocent boy from horrors he should never have known? So what if it's none of my business, I'm the only one who knows, the only one who can do anything to save him.

And... he trusts me, trusts me enough to tell me what happened, to show weakness on front of me. Even though I don't know why, I know I can't break this trust. It might just be all he's got left.

I think I could hear sobs through the door, soul-tearing cries of absolute heartbreak.

It was a long time before Hinata came out of the shower.

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Hinata POV

I felt bad for making Shiratorizawa's ace wait so long, but I couldn't help it, I really needed to be clean, and he didn't seem to mind anyway. Besides, I felt the tiniest bit better in fresh clothes and socks.

Walking into the common area, I saw Tendou, Goshiki, Noya, Daichi, Suga, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Akaashi, Kenma, Lev and Kuroo lounging about. No sign of him. I breathed a mental sigh of relief.

"Oya?"

"Oya oya?"

"Oya oya oya?"

Akaashi, Bokuto and Kuroo lean forward. "The tangerine and Shiratorizawa's ace?" The cat captain mused, making Kenma glance up from his switch.

"That's something you don't see very often!" Bokuto observes loudly.

"We jus ran into each other on the way here," I laugh nervously, giving them all my best smile. The believed it.

"Oh! Shoyo!" Noya-senpai called out, waving. "Wanna play never have I ever?"

Murmurs of agreement float through the room and everyone starts to gather around the center space. I really feel like sleeping but I know I'll have nightmares anyway. I shoot a glance at Ushijima and reluctantly sit down. He follows suit.

Maybe this will take my mind off my disaster of a life.

Word count: 950

A/n

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I totally didn't make my heart bleed writing this chapter =_=

A lot of Hinata's negative thinking in this chapter especially comes from actual thoughts I've had today :( so yeah sorry.

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