Chapter Text
“I am not wearing that,” Hinata said flatly.
“Why? Is it the wrong size?” Kageyama asked, lifting the dress up to Hinata. “It looks like it’d fit.”
“That’s not the problem!” Hinata shouted, pushing the dress away and blushing furiously, “I am not going outside in a dress!”
“Why not?” Kageyama asked, pouting slightly, “I think it’d look cute.”
“I’m a guy!” Hinata hissed, “Everyone’s going to think I’m some kind of pervert!”
“For wearing a dress?” Kageyama snorted, “That’s stupid. Who cares what everyone else thinks? If it looks good on you then you should wear it.”
Hinata looked glumly at Kageyama’s sincere expression. He really didn’t see the problem. Hinata looked at the dress again. The top was a light blue fabric with short sleeves and it had a belt around the waist. The skirt bottom was flowery and looked like it’d fall a few inches above his knees. It was cute, Hinata admitted to himself.
Kageyama looked down at Hinata’s uncertain expression. Maybe he was pushing too hard for this. Hinata often wore girly clothes when Kageyama visited because of the roles that Natsu had assigned to them, but this was the first time Natsu had wanted to go outside with them.
“You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to,” Kageyama said, “I’m sure we can both convince Natsu that you don’t need to wear a dress for your role.”
“Yeah…” Hinata’s eyes shifted nervously to the side as he replied. His fingers fidgeted at his sides.
Kageyama narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He tossed the dress to Hinata.
“Put it on, already!” He said.
“Ha?! Didn’t you just say-”
“Dumbass, I can tell you want to wear it!” Kageyama snapped, “And if anyone says anything about you I’ll beat the crap out of them!”
Hinata hid his face in the dress.
“Stupid Kageyama,” he mumbled, “Thanks.”
Kageyama was pushed out of the room as Hinata changed. Hinata held the dress up against him again in front of the mirror after banishing Kageyama. It slid easily over his narrow shoulders and he bent his arm awkwardly to do up the zipper on the back. As an afterthought, Hinata put on a bit of pink-tinted strawberry lipchap and slid one of Natsu’s hairclips into the side of his bangs. He looked in the mirror again and twirled a bit. The dress felt fluttery and pleasant against his thighs and a shy smile tugged at his lips.
Kageyama and Natsu were waiting by the front door as Hinata hurried down the stairs. Natsu was pulling on her shoes, her pink hat beside her. Kageyama was looking at his phone when Hinata walked up. He shoved it into his pocket as he stared at Hinata’s appearance. His face flushed and his mouth gaped open and closed like a fish. Natsu rolled her eyes.
“You look really cu-” he started.
“Mommy, you look beautiful!” Natsu interrupted cheerfully.
“Thanks, Natsu!” Hinata grinned.
“You ready to go?” Kageyama said, opening the door.
Hinata grabbed his mother’s floppy straw hat and put it on.
“Just in case someone sees me,” Hinata muttered in embarrassment.
Kageyama placed a hand over his mouth and looked away as he struggled against his desire to kiss the shit out of him. Hinata quickly slid on a pair of sandals and then smiled up at him.
“Let’s go,” Hinata said.
Natsu opened the door with glee, excited to be going out. Kageyama pulled Hinata’s arm just before he walked outside. He tugged on the side of Hinata’s hat, shielding their faces as he quickly pressed his lips against Hinata’s.
“Mommy, Daddy! Hurry up!” Natsu scolded, her hands on her hips.
The two of them jumped apart. Kageyama jerked his reddening face away and looked up towards the sky, his hands shoved bashfully into his jean pockets. Hinata pulled down the sides of his hat to hide his equally red face.
“C-coming, Natsu!” Hinata said as he and Kageyama stepped off the front porch at the same time.
Natsu grabbed both of their hands as they walked down the street.
“Where do you want to go, Natsu?” Hinata asked.
Kageyama looked over at Natsu. She gave him a slight nod before beaming up at Hinata.
“I want to go to karaoke!” Natsu said.
“Okay!” Hinata replied.
Kageyama and Natsu exchanged glances. Phase one complete.
The walk down the mountain to the town took them about 20 minutes but it passed quickly as they chatted. The sun was shining and the air was warm. It was a great day, Kageyama thought to himself.
The streets were busy when they got there. Kageyama and Natsu lead Hinata to a small karaoke bar.
“I’ll take care of booking the room, you two wait over there,” Kageyama instructed.
“Okay~” Hinata and Natsu replied. They wandered over to look at colourful fish in an aquarium by the front.
A rowdy group of teenagers came out from the back were the rooms where. One of them spied Hinata’s bent over figure and whistled.
“That one’s got some nice legs,” he said loudly to his friends.
“Slim too,” one of them replied, “It’s so cute when they’re all tiny and helpless-looking.”
They stalked over to Hinata and Natsu. Hinata jumped as one of them slung an arm around his shoulders.
“Wha-what are you doing?” Hinata asked, bewildered by the looks on the guys’ faces.
“Hey, leave Mommy alone!” Natsu chimed in aggressively.
Hinata felt the blood drain from his face as the guys leered at them.
“You hear that? She ain’t no innocent little thing if she’s already got a daughter!”
“OI!”
The guys turned around at the sound of Kageyama’s gruff voice. Hinata could see Kageyama from between the teenagers and he felt a chills down his spine at the furious look on Kageyama’s face.
“Tch, looks like the husband’s here,” one of them spat.
“Oh well, who wants a chick whose already got a brat anyway,” They shuffled outside, cracking lewd jokes and making rude hand gestures.
“Are you okay?” Kageyama asked in concern.
Hinata looked down, his hands clenched into fists. He felt humiliated.
“M’ fine, let’s go,” he muttered.
Kageyama looked down at him in concern, but Hinata clearly wanted to just get away. Kageyama lead Hinata and Natsu down the hall to the karaoke rooms. They opened the door and Hinata balked, stopping in his tracks. There was a large group of suspiciously familiar people scattered around the room.
“Wa-wait!” Hinata paled and hide behind Kageyama, “Isn’t that our team? What are they doing here?!”
“Granny!” Natsu yelled cheerfully, launching herself into Sugawara’s arms.
“Natsu-chan!” Suga practically squealed.
“Let’s join them, “ Kageyama smiled, turning and gently tugging on Hinata’s arm.
“Kageyama, you ass!” Hinata hissed, pulling his hat down to conceal his face, “I can’t believe you would do this!”
There was a sniffling sound and Kageyama realized with horror that Hinata was nearly crying.
“Everyone’s going to make fun of me,” Hinata whimpered. He turned around and raced away, hat pressed against his face.
“Hinata! Wait!” Kageyama was left behind, staring after him in shock.
Suddenly Nishinoya and Tanaka burst in from the opposite door with a huge cake.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HINA-” They fell silent as they took in the scene.
“Did we miss our cue?” Nishinoya whispered to Tanaka.
“Sh-should we go back outside?” Tanaka asked.
Suga and Daichi face-palmed with exasperated sighs.
“Maybe a surprise party wasn’t the best idea…” Asahi said weakly.
“Shouldn’t someone go after him?” Yachi said worriedly.
Natsu climbed down from Suga’s lap and angrily stormed up to Kageyama. She calmly swung her leg back and then kicked him in the butt.
“AH! Ouch! What the?” Kageyama whirled around, his hands stretched out protectively in front of himself. “What was that for?”
“Why. Aren’t. You. Running. After. Mommy!?” Natsu punctuated each word with a swift kick to Kageyama’s shins.
“Yeah, King,” Tsukishima sneered from the sidelines, “Shouldn’t you be chasing after your queen? What if she runs into trouble?”
“I don’t need you to tell me that!” Kageyama retorted as he started running in the direction Hinata had left.
“I…I guess we’ll just go back then…” Nishinoya said, gesturing towards Tanaka and the cake.
“Eh? But I already lit the candles,” Tanaka complained.
Hinata ran blindly down the hall. Through teary eyes he made out the bathroom sign and rushed inside, kicking away the doorstop and slamming the door closed behind him. He took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. He rubbed at his eyes fiercely. Why did he let Kageyama talk him into wearing a dress? Hinata sank down to the floor and hugged his knees.
Suddenly a toilet flushed and someone exited one of the stalls. They washed their hands whistling a tune. They noticed Hinata’s crouched form as they walked over to dry their hands.
“Whoa! What do we have here?”
Hinata could sense them crouching down in front of him.
“What’s a cute girl like you doing in the men’s bathroom, I wonder?”
Hinata froze. He’d forgotten he was wearing the dress and for all intents and purposes, looked entirely like a girl right now. And of course in his upset state he’d run into the men’s washroom out of habit. Great, just great.
“Did you fight with your friends?”
Hinata didn’t answer.
“Or your boyfriend, perhaps?”
Hinata flinched.
“Ahhh, so boyfriend it is then,” The voice sounded amused and oddly familiar.
“Oikawa, what’s taking so lon-huh?” The door behind Hinata moved as someone tried to open it.
Oikawa? Hinata felt like disappearing into the ground.
“Ah, sorry Iwa-chan, I seem to have run into something interesting,” Oikawa replied. “Tell the others I’ll be back soon~!”
“Whatever,” Iwaizumi replied gruffly from the other side of the door, “Don’t blame me if the girls leave because you’re not there.”
“Now then,” Oikawa refocused his attention on Hinata, “After looking at that orange hair of yours I have a sinking suspicion I know the gist of what happened. So will you come away from the door and tell me what’s going on, Chibi-chan~?”
Kageyama raced down the hallway, stopping every so often to throw open a door on an unsuspecting group and yelling for Hinata.
“Oof!” Kageyama bounced off a solid wall of muscle. “Geez, watch where you’re go-”
Kageyama trailed off as he looked up and realized that Iwaizumi was scowling down at him.
“Ah…sorry about that,” Kageyama said sheepishly.
“What’s got you in a hurry?” Iwaizumi asked, as Kageyama stood back up.
“Have you seen Hina- I mean, have you seen a girl with orange hair and a flowery blue dress come this way?” Kageyama asked.
Iwaizumi stared coldly at Kageyama’s frantic face. He remembered Oikawa’s amused tone, the tone he always got when he found something to play with.
“Yeah,” Iwaizumi replied slowly, “Some fancy playboy led a girl like that into the men’s bathroom, probably for, you know...”
Kageyama paled and then immediately raced off.
Iwaizumi smirked to himself. That oughta show Oikawa for ignoring him for most of the night and then leaving him to deal with a group of squealing fangirls.
Kageyama found the bathrooms quickly. He could hear voices from inside the men’s bathroom.
“…Don’t be shy,” a male voice coaxed smoothly.
“But it’s embarrassing!” Said a voice that was unmistakably Hinata’s.
Kageyama kicked open the door and quickly scanned the room for Hinata. He saw him by the far side, sitting on a small bench in front of a mirror. A tall guy with wavy brown hair wearing fashionable clothes stood in front of him.
“Leave Hinata alone!” Kageyama roared, grabbing the guy and throwing him away from Hinata.
Kageyama stood protectively in front of Hinata and glared down his enemy.
“Owowowow! I hit my head against the wall!” The guy whined, “And you stretched my clothes too!”
Kageyama’s body relaxed in confusion.
“Oikawa?” He said, narrowing his eyes, “What are you doing here?”
“I was innocently giving advice to a poor underclassman,” Oikawa pouted, “And yet you throw me against a wall! Pretty rude, if I do say so myself!”
“I…I thought you were sexually harassing Hinata,” Kageyama said dumbly.
“Se-sexually harassing?!” Hinata squeaked.
“Well obviously I was not,” Oikawa drawled, “And now that your prince charming has come, Chibi-chan, I’m going back to Iwa-chan!”
Oikawa stalked out the door, adjusting his stretched shirt in a huff.
“I completely misunderstood,” Kageyama groaned, covering his face with both hands in embarrassment.
“Ka-Kageyama!” Hinata rushed around to face Kageyama. He bowed deeply before him.
“I’M REALLY SORRY!” He shouted earnestly.
Kageyama dropped his hands from his face in surprise.
“Huh?”
“I’m sorry for thinking you might have…invited the others to make fun of me…” Hinata said quietly.
“HAH?!” Kageyama boomed, “You thought I did WHAT?”
“Well I was embarrassed okay! I wasn’t thinking straight!” Hinata protested, “But I know you’d never actually do something like that to hurt me and you’d never let anyone make fun of me either.”
“Damn right I wouldn’t,” Kageyama snapped.
Hinata shuffled forwards and leaned into Kageyama’s chest. His hands clutched at the front of Kageyama’s shirt and he clung to him. Kageyama sighed exasperatedly, but his arms came up to wrap around Hinata.
“Thanks…” Hinata’s whispered against him. “For chasing after me just now. An-And for sticking up for me earlier.”
“You don’t need to thank me for that,” Kageyama said, squeezing Hinata close. “Let’s get back to our friends, we have a surprise for you.”
“Huh? You do?” Hinata’s head pulled back and he looked up at Kageyama in surprise.
Kageyama seemed to be thinking about something.
“Actually, before that,” Kageyama reached into his pocket and pulled out a small badly wrapped box. He held it out to Hinata sheepishly.
“Happy Birthday, Shouyou,” Kageyama said, his cheeks turning red.
Hinata tried not to laugh at the bad wrap-job. He unwrapped it carefully to reveal a white jewelry box. His hands trembled slightly as he lifted the lid. A gold ring shaped like a crown rested inside.
“Natsu helped me pick it out,” Kageyama blurted out nervously, “Saying you were my queen and all…”
Hinata handed it back to Kageyama. Kageyama looked at him in confusion.
“Do you not like it?” He asked.
“Huh? What are you saying, I absolutely love it!” Hinata said, rubbing at his eyes.
Hinata held out his hand.
“Put it on me,” he ordered, sniffling slightly.
Kageyama took Hinata’s hand and kissed it before sliding on the ring. Hinata’s eyes shone with happiness as he gazed up at Kageyama. Their faces drew together and their lips found each other.
There was a knock at the door and the two flinched.
“Are you two gonna hurry up and get out or do I have to stay guard all night~?” Oikawa said from the other side of the door. “Geez, TPL you guys, TIME, PLACE, LOCATION.”
“Ack! Asahi, you’re too damn big for the zipper!”
“Quick Kiyoko, can you pass me the lipstick?”
“Daichi, please, that eye shadow does not go with your complexion.”
“Suga, I’m trying.”
“Does my hair look okay like this?”
“Yamaguchi, get that skirt the fuck away from me or so help me god.”
“This dress is freaking itchy!”
“Shhh guys I hear them!”
Kageyama and Hinata exchanged glances. Did they even want to know what was going on behind the door? Kageyama took a deep breath with an expression that said ‘here goes’ and opened the door.
“SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HINATA!”
Kageyama and Hinata stood frozen as a spray of confetti rained down on the two of them.
The Karasuno volleyball club stood before them in an array of dresses and makeup.
“And finally the queen arrives!” Saeko cheered, flinging an arm around Kageyama and Hinata as she led them into the room.
Suga was looking like a Marie Antoinette, wearing a yellow summer dress with a sparkly hairband in his silver hair. Daichi was next to him, a large purple skirt clinging tightly to his waist and horrendous violet eye shadow edging his eyes. Asahi was in the corner with both Nishinoya and Tanaka trying their best to zip up the gigantic flowery dress he was wearing.
Nishinoya was wearing a blue and white striped dress and his mouth was painted bright red. Tanaka, wearing a blonde wig, was in a frilly pink dress with bows on it. His mouth seemed to be the same shade of red as Nishinoya’s.
“Here, Asahi!” Nishinoya said, jumping up at him, a red tube in his hand. Asahi tried to back away.
“Hinata, I think this shade would look good on you,” Yachi said, holding out a pink tube with a shy smile. “That dress is really cute on you too.”
“You guys…” Hinata said, his voice filled with emotion.
“It was Natsu’s idea,” Suga said with a wink. “She declared all of us princess for today. Saeko had to rush over with the appropriate clothes for all of us."
Hinata enveloped Natsu into a huge hug.
“Mommy, you’re crushing me,” Natsu said, smiling up at him.
“I say we have a beauty contest!” Tanaka declared, his fake eyelashes fluttering perilously.
“Why, so you can lose?” Tsukishima snorted.
Tsukishima was sitting on a couch in a tight red pencil skirt and white blouse. He glared at Kageyama as if daring him to comment on it. Next to him, Yamaguchi was wearing a flowy navy blue dress with a pink ribbon around the waist.
Kageyama caught sight of Natsu over by Kiyoko and a makeup box. She flashed him a thumbs up, her eyebrows raised expectantly and he nodded. She stood up suddenly, microphone in hand.
“My turn to sing a song!” She declared.
Kageyama sidled up to Hinata during the party. He put down his paper plate next to the devoured birthday cake on the middle of the table.
“Having fun?” Kageyama asked.
Hinata leaned against him, grinning widely.
“The most fun I’ve ever had besides volleyball!”
We succeeded then!” Kageyama leaned forwards to high five Natsu.
“That reminds me,” Hinata said, pouting, “Kageyama, you’re the only one who didn’t have to dress up as a princess. That would have been fun to see.”
“Of course, Daddy didn’t dress up like a princess,” Natsu snorted. “He’s your Prince after all.”
“You heard her,” Kageyama said, lifting a hand to Hinata’s cheek.
Suga covered Natsu’s eyes as Kageyama leaned down to meet Hinata’s pink lips.