11: Hinata

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Hinata fell face-first onto his bed and groaned. His limbs felt like lead and exhaustion seeped in. He hadn't had an attack this big in a while, and he had conveniently forgotten how exhausting it could be. He tried to close his eyes, waiting for sleep to overcome him. However, the sweet release of sleep never came. He was still wide awake. Hinata rubbed his face and huffed in annoyance. The feeling of something missing wouldn't stop gnawing at his insides. When the door opened and that familiar scent of Dahlias met his nose, the feeling disappeared. Hinata sat up, with some difficulty, and watched Yamaguchi climb onto the bed next to him. The orange-haired boy bit his lip nervously. Should he ask? Yamaguchi might not feel comfortable and that was the last thing he wanted to make Yamaguchi feel. 

"...Yama?" Yamaguchi turned to him curiously tilting his head slightly.

"Yeah? Are you ok?" Yamaguchi asked sitting up and carefully placing his hand on Hinata's forehead. Hinata took a deep breath and mustered his courage.

"Can I cuddle you?" Hinata asked. Yamaguchi paused for a second, but that second of silence was enough for Hinata to panic, although almost as soon as the panic set in Yamaguchi pulled him closer and laid down. 

"Sorry for blanking there, I was just surprised...any...reason why?" Yamaguchi asked gently resting his chin on top of Hinata's head. Hinata was stiff for a split second before completely melting into Yamaguchi. He clutched Yamaguchi's shirt and sighed in contentment, sleep beginning to win him over. 

"I just...couldn't sleep," He mumbled before his eyes fluttered close and he exhaled in a huff. Being in Yamaguchi's arms filled him with a strange mix of feelings. Like warm nights by the fire and dancing in the rain all at once. It was different...yet pleasant. 

Hinata drifted off with the pleasant smell of Dahlia's in his nose. 

That night Hinata dreamed of big brown eyes that reflected stars, of pretty strawberry freckles and scarred hands holding Dahlias. 

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