I hate you (Kageyama x reader)

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     When I wake up, I look at the clock. 8:53am. Ugh. I had been hoping to sleep until at least 10:00...eh it doesn't matter. I sit up groggily and look over. I have a mini heart attack when I remember Hinata slept here last night. Apparently he's been up for a while now, because the blankets are neatly folded and in a stack next to my bed. He didn't have to do all that...then I realize I should probably get ready and go downstairs.

     After I brush my teeth, brush my wild h/c hair and put it in a bun, get dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt since I don't feel like getting dressed up today, I walk downstairs to the wonderful smell of bacon, eggs, ham, and biscuits in the oven/on the stove. I stare in shock. "Woah...where'd you learn how to cook?" I ask, because it's rare I eat anything other than plain cereal in the mornings. He smiles proudly, "My mom! She loves cooking and since I'm an only child I agreed to help her once, and here I am!" He exclaims. I rub my eyes, good lord its not even 9:30 and he's already being loud. I smile despite myself and sit down at the counter, where he's taking the warm biscuits out of the oven. "That smells amazing..." I say, causing him to smile even bigger, which I didn't think was possible.

     Time skip because thats about all the hinata moments I can stand :P

     After he leaves, I stare at the wall for a good amount of time dong absolutely nothing. It feels amazing, not having anything to do. But now I'm bored, so I get up and get dressed into something better looking. Nothing special, just some mascara for makeup with jeans and a sweater. I decide to go shopping. Not clothes, but more like grocery shopping. I pull out of the driveway and ride to [store name] for milk, eggs, bread, etc. Once I'm in the bread isle my indecisive self is stuck staring and trying to choose between the thick cut wheat bread or the whole grain white bread. I honestly don't even know if there's a difference but they're named two different names so there must be...ugh why am I like this? I already spent a couple minutes between 2% and whole milk, I don't need another decision. This should all be easy, just grab what looks best and go with it. At least, that's what I tell myself. Then a tall figure with black hair and spiky bangs reaches over and grabs a piece of bread, mumbling a small apology before stopping and realizing who I was. "Kageyama??" I say. "Who said you could talk to me? Cause I don't remember saying you could. Can I get my bread now?" He asks rudely, shoving past me and walking away. What was his problem? But, as he bluntly stated two days ago, 'its none of your fucking business.' So its not really my place to interfere. Whole grain white bread. That's what he got. I'm getting thick cut wheat bread. Great...now I have to decide on wether I should get 12 or 18 eggs...

     Once I'm back home I unpack the three groceries it took me 45 minutes to get, and sit down to watch some anime. Apparently it's about this team of volleyball players and their games and practices and stuff. I think it's called haikyuu, but its really good.

     Time skip, monday at school

     Today is going to be bad. There's not a chance it's going to go well. You want to know why? Well, first it's a monday. Second, it's that time of month. Third, kagebitcha has gotten progressively more bitchy towards me. And for what? I swear to god I'm gonna snap if one more person tries to fuck with me today. (A/n: sorry for the bad language but I'm in a bad mood today so why not make y/n mad too? 0.0 sorry lmao, language warning)

     I walk in to my first class, ELA. I hate ELA, though that might just be because I'm mad, I dunno. But I don't care. I'm usually a nice person, but I turn into satan himself when I get my period. And everybody is gonna feel. My. Wrath. (I just had to add that in I'm sorry-) oh and Mr. Saototz smiles at me. SMILES. I'm not mad about it, just dumbfounded. How can someone smile at 8:15 in the morning?? It doesn't matter anyways, I should at least try to be nice...I just really don't feel like it. But I should. So I'll think about it.