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The next day Kageyama is surprisingly jumpy. He spends a good half of his lunch hiding behind walls and other students if he caught a glimpse of bleached tips. He wasn’t a coward or anything, but he desperately didn’t want Sachiko questioning his choice of (fake) partner.
Sometime after the bell rings for the second half of lunch, he turns a corner and bumps into Hinata. He freezes up, looking around to see if Sachiko or Yachi are anywhere to be seen and then proceeds to drag Hinata out the corridors and up onto the roof of the school. “Geh off me,” Hinata mumbles, mouth squished with food.
Kageyama looks at him in disgust and sits against the brick wall, sighing because at long last he can stop jumping if a girl walks by him. “Sit.” He orders Hinata and he gulps nervously, sitting a few feet away from Kageyama’s legs.
“What’s this about?” Hinata asks, once gulping down the rest of his food. He peers curiously at Kageyama and Kageyama moves to kick him with his foot. “Ouch, why are you so grumpy today?” He complains, rubbing his thigh with a pout.
“Sachiko. I’m afraid she’s going to track me down and squeeze every last information about us out of me.” In retrospect, if Kageyama had known that girls were this scary he’d have made more of an effort to make them avoid him, like glare at them harder whenever they walked past.
Hinata looked thoroughly unimpressed. He gave Kageyama a levelled stare like Kageyama was supposed to know what he was thinking. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Um, no?” Kageyama heard a peel of giggles erupt from over the edge of the roof and his lip curled in annoyance. “I don’t want her crying again— um why are you laughing?”
Hinata giggled, rice spraying from his mouth and Kageyama stared at him, moving slightly over a couple inches. “You- made her cry.” He said, once he had calmed himself down enough to start talking but erupted into another laugh.
“I swear to god, stop. It’s not funny.” Kageyama wants to squeeze Hinata’s head to get him to shut up. It was a terrifying experience, one which he didn’t think he could recover from anytime soon. If anything, Hinata should be proud of him. “And anyway, you won’t be laughing when she finds you.”
Hinata pales considerably and Kageyama pats himself on the back for the achievement of shutting him up. “What happens once she finds me?” He whispered.
“Death.” Kageyama whispers and a cool breeze blows past. Hinata looks afraid and Kageyama almost snorts at how ridiculous he looks.
There’s a banging near the stairwell and Hinata screams. “Hinata? W-was that you?” A girl’s voice calls out, and Hinata looks up at Kageyama with bulging eyes. She’s here, he mouthes and Yachi pokes her head around the brick wall, laughing at the pair.
“What’s going on? I’ve been looking for you all lunch. H-Hinata? Are you okay?” Yachi asks, concerned at the way he had frozen up, rice at the end of his chopsticks sliding off and hitting the ground with a thud.
Kageyama rolls his eyes, because he might have broken Hinata Shouyou and Yachi turns her attention to him. “U-um, is this like some weird couple thing?”
“No, he’s just being an idiot. Anyway, what did you want?” He hoped that didn’t come off as rude because really he likes Yachi. And he liked how he got his crush to fake date him. Really, Yachi held a special space in his heart reserved for his mother when he was six and wouldn’t give him the milk or Tanaka and Nishinoya when they admitted they had placed bets on Hinata and his ‘relationship’.
“O-oh, well, I was wondering if you and Hinata liked to go to the movies? My mum got me these tickets with her company and I thought you guys might like to go on a date!” She squeaked, rummaging through her bag to pull out slightly crumpled up tickets. Kageyama stared at them, unsure of how to respond.
Hinata, on the other hand, had woken up from his daze though and jumped up, “Wow! Yachi, is that to see that new horror movie?” She nods slowly, as if unsure whether or not Hinata meant that in a good or bad way and his eyes light up. “I love you!”
She looks like she might faint and nods again, passing them a ticket each. “Hope you guys have fun! Keep me updated!” Then Yachi spins on her heels and rushes away from them, her blond hair flying in the breeze.
“Isn’t she cute?” Hinata asks, staring at the ticket in awe. There’s a gnaw in his stomach but he ignores it, offering a grimace as a reply. “Wow-ee, Kageyama hope you don’t get scared!”
“What? Did you see your face when the door banged, I hope you don’t faint!” Kageyama barks and Hinata puts up his fists.
“Fight me, Bakayama, I bet you’ll faint first!”
He reaches up to smoosh Hinata’s face and pokes his tongue out once Hinata slaps him twice on the arm in defeat. “You just admitted you’re going to faint, idiot!”
“Rude.”
-
“Ten bucks they have the wedding in the gym,” Tanaka grins, watching Hinata and Kageyama struggle to clean up the fastest. Suga watches on with proud mama eyes.
“Tanaka, no.” Ennoshita says but nods his head. “Let’s go halvsies.”
Nishinoya slaps them both on the back, “Fifteen bucks says they have the honeymoon at training camp!”
-
It’s after practise that they go to Ukai’s store to get meat buns, Hinata pulling Kageyama by his hand excitedly and Kageyama trying his best not to short-circuit, because his hands are warm and he feels like if his heart stops beating at such a fast pace it’s going to result in a dead Kageyama.
“So who’s last name is being taken?” Nishinoya slides up to them, and Hinata blushes considerably.
“It will obviously be Kageyama Shouyou,” Tanaka joins in. “After all, Kageyama wears the pants in the relationship.”
“No way, that sounds horrible,” Nishinoya says, stroking a non-existent beard. “Hinata Tobio.”
“We are not getting married,” Kageyama says, trying to keep from knocking them both on the head.
Nishinoya tsked, patting Hinata on the head. “I’m sure Hinata here wants to marry you.”
Daichi comes up behind them, sticking his head between Nishinoya and Tanaka, and whispering, “If anyone is getting married here it’s my fist to both of your faces. Now leave them alone and let the love birds be.” Kageyama groans, because of course Daichi wants to pester them as well.
Nishinoya perks his head up and remarks, “Kinky.”
“Bro.” Tanaka says, letting out a bark of laughter but stops when Daichi glares at him. They both yell out when Daichi drags them away by the collar.
Hinata laughs at their antics, and his hand is still enclosed in Kageyama’s. Was he sweating? Was Hinata feeling repulsed at his sweaty hands? And why were they still holding hands?!
Kageyama lets go, and wanders off into the store ignoring Hinata’s protests, pulling out a milk box from the shelf and dropping that and a couple of coins on the counter. Ukai waves him off, “It’s free, Kageyama. As long as you get a meat bun for your lover.” He stares at Coach Ukai with disdain and begrudgingly lets Ukai drop a pork curry bun into his hands.
Ukai laughs at the look on his face. “Come on, you are getting free milk. Lighten up.”
“I suppose that makes up for it.” Kageyama replies, and offers a non-scary smile, dropping the coins into the tip box and he steps outside into the cool air, taking a bite out of the meat bun before calling Hinata over.
“For you.” He lets it drop into Hinata’s palm and the grin on Hinata’s face looks like it hurts. How did he get so excited over the most palpable things? He would never understand him, frowning when Hinata yells out, alright! “Idiot, don’t yell like that in my ear.”
Hinata laughs and then goes to take a bite out of the meat bun before letting it stop short inches away from his mouth. “Is… There a bite in this?”
Kageyama looks away, almost blushing if not for the cool air on his skin. “No.”
“Are you sure? Because there is a pretty big chunk missing from it.” He is smiling and Kageyama wants to grab the stupid meat bun from his nice hands that somehow fit perfectly into his, and shove it into his mouth because Hinata is messing with him.
“Just eat it, dumbass.”
“Tsk, is that how you talk to your boyfriend?” Tsukishima comes out of the store with a smirk and Yamaguchi laughs from behind him.
Kageyama glares at him and grabs Hinata’s hand again, walking off. “How long does this have to last?” He complains, letting go and shoving the ominous looking hand into the pocket of his sports jacket.
“What?”
“You heard me, dumbass. Tsukishima is annoying me, why the hell did I even agree to this?” Kageyama whines, taking a violet sip from the milk box. He notices Hinata giving him a weird look and he stops. “What?” He asks.
Hinata shakes his head, avoiding Kageyama’s eyes and stares off into the distance, eyes lit up the nearby lamp post and shop sign. “Nothing. I just, this feels nice?”
“What?”
“Forget it,” Hinata says quickly after pausing for a few moments. “It’s okay. I’m going to head home alright?”
“Are you sure?” Kageyama asks because Hinata has the same look on his face as Sachiko when Kageyama had told her there was someone else. The same wavering look that held back emotions that could spill at any moment.
Hinata nods and goes to wave but Kageyama sneaks a hand under Hinata’s jaw and cups it. He feels the smaller boy tense up and he leans in, whispering, “Tsukishima is looking. Sorry, I’m trying to make this believable.”
“A-alright. Just don’t kiss me or anything?” Hinata laughs shakily and Kageyama smiles, not quite matching the smile to his eyes.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, I want my first kiss to be someone who’s attractive.”
“W-wanna fight?” Hinata yells at that, pulling away from Kageyama and raising his fists. “Who do you have in mind then, a volleyball?”
He snorts, giving Hinata a shove. That was exactly what he had in mind, but he doesn’t say that instead pushing Hinata to the road and sending him off. “Bye, dumbass.”
“Bye, dumbass.” Hinata mocks him and wheels the bicycle onto the road, feet dragging along the dirt and rocks.
Kageyama lingers with the rest of his teammates for a few more minutes, not really listening to any of their conversations. He’s too distracted thinking about Hinata’s words, “I just, this feels nice?”
Suga slides up next to him with a soft smile, and he almost doesn’t notice him until he lets out a small giggle. “You really love him, don’t you? You look lost without Shouyou.”
Kageyama yelps, ears beginning to redden because who the hell said anything about love? Sure, he had a crush on him but it was no more than a tiny little bud that refused to be watered. Hinata wasn’t lovable. He was annoying and loud, and slightly stunk after practise when he was all sweaty and clinging to Kageyama. “I-I don’t love him!” He yells out in an octave higher than his usual pitch.
Suga smiles as if knowingly and pokes Kageyama in the side. “Sure, sure, but as boyfriends, you will.”
Kageyama doesn’t respond but gives Suga a grimace as a reply. Then he laughs and Kageyama waves bye to everyone, walking off onto the road and slowly, the expressions that he had tried to suppress come rushing onto his face and he lets out a groan, shoving his hands into his burning face. Who was he kidding, he really did love Hinata.
-
That night, Kageyama lies on his side, volleyball tucked in its usual spot next to him. It was past his usual bed time but somehow he couldn’t fall asleep. All he could picture was Hinata’s face, and words, and lips, and skin, and hair, and him.
There’s a buzzing noise coming from his bedside table and for a moment he thinks it’s secondary alarm on his phone (it couldn’t be morning already, right?!) and he gropes for it, almost dropping it when the buzzing comes back on. “What the hell?” He mumbles groggily and his heart lurches at the messages lit up on the screen.
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:02pm) ARE U AWAKE???
Kageyama frowns, not ever remembering setting Hinata’s contact as that and the day came to mind when Hinata had given him back his phone after claiming it fell out of his bag in the change room, a smirk evident on his face. He had looked at him suspiciously but dropped it, after seeing the new background and thinking that was the only thing Hinata had done. That little shit.
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:02pm) WAKEY WAKEY YAMAYAMA
He growls at the nickname, furiously typing out a message.
To: Hinata da bomb!
(11:04pm) shut the fuck up, nerd
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:04pm) Aw, did I wake sleeping beauty?
To: Hinata da bomb!
(11:05pm) snore
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:06pm) Don’t b like dat Kageyama
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:06pm) I wanted to talk to u about our relationship!
Kageyama’s eyes widen slightly and he swears because he could be sleeping right now if not for the annoying person on the other end of the phone wanting to talk about dumb things.
To: Hinata da bomb!
(11:08pm) fake relationship. and no.
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:09pm) Hear me out baka baka
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:10pm) I think we should break up in a couple weeks
He squints at the tiny words on his screen and tries to ignore the painful throb of his heart.
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:11pm) PH M T FOO GOFD MAKE A W SI H!!!!!
From: Hinata da bomb!
(11:11pm) I WISH FOR MORE MEAT BUNS AND NEW VOLLEYBALL SHOES
To: Hinata da bomb!
(11:13pm) you don’t tell me what u wish for dumbass. and a couple of weeks?
He tries to come off as aloof like he doesn’t care that soon this fake relationship will end and Kageyama will only want more of the feel of Hinata’s hands, and the way his eyes are only on him, and no one else. And what if Sachiko sees it as her chance and tries going out with him? The very idea made a shiver run down his spine and he pushes the idea to the very back of his head where he can’t remember it ever again.
Hinata doesn’t reply for a few minutes and he curses. Dumbass probably fell asleep while reading the message. With an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach, he rolls back over, keeping the phone in one hand and he shuts his eyes, trying to go back to sleep.
There’s a more persistent buzzing noise, and Kageyama cracks open one eye, swearing profusely, and looks at his screen to see Hinata da bomb! calling. He slides the accept caller ID on his screen and brings it up to his ear yelling, “I swear to actual God if you don’t let me sleep I’m going to fucking throw my phone out of the window, latest model or not.”
He hears Hinata’s warm giggle through the phone, staticky and it sounds higher pitched than usual but his heart fucking swells. “You’re the one that picked up, dumbass.”
“Only because I wanted to give you a warning. My bedroom window is already open, dumbass.” Kageyama growls, but he remains in the same spot because his mother would probably ground him for breaking his phone. He didn’t know why she had even gotten him a phone, he barely used it, only for receiving stupid texts from Hinata about the food he was eating at the exact time and place, or updates from Volleyball Weekly!
Hinata laughed again, and Kageyama brings the phone closer to his ear. “Your threats are futile; I know how much those Volleyball Weekly! updates mean to you.”
He doesn’t reply because goddammit, Hinata really did go through his phone. He kind of wished he had put a password on it now. “Your silence is only further proving my claim.”
“Shut up, what do you even want?” Kageyama yawns into the phone and lazily sits up in his bed.
“Why are you yawning, chill, it’s the weekend tomorrow you can sleep in!” Hinata half whisper-yells because he probably knows that any decibel louder would surely wake Natsu up, evoking the wrath of chibi-chan 2.0.
“Wait- It is?”
Hinata snorts, which to any other person would be unattractive but to Kageyama it’s kind of endearing. “Wow, you really are a dumbass. Yes, Kageyama, it’s the weekend tomorrow. And those tickets that Yachi gave us are for Sunday.”
“Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?” Kageyama asks warily, remembering the tickets that Kageyama had hurriedly squished to the bottom of his bag in an attempt to block them from his mind. He refused to even acknowledge the fact that they were going to go on a date.
There was a loud noise that came through the speaker and Kageyama stared at the phone in disgust. “Did you just breathe really heavily?”
“Sh-shut up! I laughed!” Hinata squeaked out defensively and Kageyama huffed out a laugh. “You just did it too!”
“Did not!”
“Did too, dumbass!”
“I’m going to hang up in a few seconds,” Kageyama threatens.
Hinata lets out a soft sigh, “…Did too.”
“Bye-”
“Wait! We gotta talk about Sunday! And relationship!” Hinata rushes his words out before Kageyama can hang up, and Kageyama furrows his eyebrows together. There was really nothing to talk about, right?
“What about Sunday? Can’t this be done tomorrow?
“Well, in twenty minutes it will be tomorrow so I can wait until then if you want?” Hinata says and Kageyama can almost see the shit-eating grin on the boy’s face.
Kageyama is seriously contemplating turning his phone off and going to sleep but the thought of Hinata calling him and no one else boosts his self-esteem so he toughs it out. “Shut up and just say what you want to say, or I’m ending the call.”
“Alright, alright, no need to get your boxers in a twist.” Hinata grumbles and there’s shuffling on his end. “Wait sorry let me get into a better position, mm, okay. So, I know that you hate this fake relationship with the very inch of your soul-”
“Okay, I don’t hate it. Unless there isn’t a stronger word than hate because in that case, then I do.” Kageyama cuts in and Hinata huffs.
“Okay, that was rude, I’m a great boyfriend, okay? And you were the one that made it look like you were about to kiss me!”
Kageyama lets out a yell, and then remembering his parents are a couple rooms over, whispers, “Fake boyfriend. That’s the key word here. And I was making it believable!”
Hinata was quiet as if thinking and Kageyama leans further into his pillows. A few weeks ago if someone had told him that Kageyama would be up past his usual bedtime of 9.00pm discussing a fake relationship and date with Hinata, he would have served a volleyball into the back of their heads.
“Fake boyfriend.” Hinata echoes in the same hollow tone of voice as before when they parted ways, and Kageyama frowns. “This has to end sooner than later, okay?”
Kageyama tries to ignore the hurt that seeps into his skin. “What?”
There’s more static and rustling noises and Kageyama looks up at the ceiling with a sigh stuck in the back of his throat. “Well, I guess I should be going then. Bye.”
“Oh, okay then. Bye.” Kageyama goes to click the end call button but Hinata starts to say something else.
“I meant it.”
“What?”
“You know. Okay, bye!” There was a soft click and his room is filled with silence again.
No, Kageyama did not know. With a small sigh, he shoved his phone under his pillow and nestled deep into his covers, pulling them over his head and he wondered why his heartbeat still hadn’t slowed down from when the phone call began.