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3 years later
Kageyama didn’t think that he could ever really get tired of waking up like this.
Kenma was curled up against his front, Kageyama’s arms holding him close as he nuzzled his hair.
If he could, he would wake up like this every day.
And, as luck might have it, he could.
After his third year, both him and Hinata had been scouted and invited to Tokyo Uni.
Of course, they accepted.
But, luckily for them, it’s the same place as Kenma had been accepted into.
Obviously, they moved in together, into a spacious 1 bedroom apartment and paid minimal rent.
And so, Kageyama had woken up to this blonde mess in his face every morning, and he had no complaints.
Hinata would usually be on the other side of Kenma, but today the poor sucker had early morning classes.
Not that Kageyama was really complaining, he was quite content snuggling with his little kitten.
Kenma, finely attuned to his boyfriends as he was, woke up not a minute later, stretching like a cat and causing Kageyama to chuckle and kiss him.
“Morning kitten” he says softly, stroking Kenma’s hair off his forehead with a smile.
Kenma vaguely nodded at him and Kageyama had expected nothing else.
Kenma wasn’t really much of a morning person, and that was fine.
Kageyama leaned down and kissed his boyfriend’s forehead, before pulling away to go make coffee, but apparently Kenma had other plans as he pulled him back down to lie next to him.
Chuckling, Kageyama didn’t fight his boyfriend and easily lies next to him with a smile.
Not knowing what Kenma wanted, Kageyama settled for just stroking his hair, like one would a cat.
Honestly, Kageyama wouldn’t trade this feeling, right now, for anything.
But, of course, what kind of world would it be if this snuggling wasn’t interrupted by memories.
Snuggling close, he remembered how he’d gotten here.
He remembered the intense support he’d needed to go through with the restraining order and acquisition of monetary compensation for the abuse she inflicted on him.
He thought about all that time he spent with Hinata and his family, to the point when he was just one of them, just another part of the family. It was honestly the best thing that he’d ever experienced.
A loving accepting home. It was fantastic.
Kenma was the one who shook him out of this pleasant reflection of life post-mother.
Looking at him, Kageyama yawned softly
“Yes kitten?” he asked quietly, and saw the blush on his cheeks, one he would never get tired of putting there.
“It’s been about half an hour and I’m getting kinda hungry..” Kenma explained.
Now, if it were anyone else, Kageyama would’ve told them to go cook for themself.
However, Kenma was worse than hopeless in the kitchen.
After the first few pots he destroyed while trying to make noodles, he’d been banned from cooking in the kitchen, bar making coffee.
Getting up, Kageyama went into the kitchen, but instead of making something, he smiles, finding Hinata’s homemade onigiri sitting on the bench, wrapped up on a plate.
God, he loved his boyfriends.
***
Kenma didn’t have any classes today, and Kageyama only had one, but he was meeting Oikawa and Iwaizumi for lunch.
Kissing Kenma goodbye and telling him to not spend all day playing games, he leaves, going downstairs and to the local campus coffee shop.
Walking in, he immediately notices Oikawa and Iwaizumi sitting in their usual corner.
However, he also notices that his senpai’s usual aloofness is absent.
Kageyama quickly moves over to the pair, sitting opposite them.
Oikawa looked like he’d barely gotten any sleep, and Iwaizumi didn’t look much better, though he was holding both of Oikawa’s hands.
Without asking, Kageyama knew what was wrong.
This’d happened a few times already this year.
After moving in with Hinata, Kageyama had called Oikawa and told him what’d happened.
Of course, being Oikawa, he’d immediately blamed himself.
And, apparently, he still hadn’t gotten over it.
“Senpai?” Kageyama asked quietly, looking straight at Oikawa.
“I’m sorry Tobio-chan!” he wailed. Anyone else might think that he was being dramatic, but Kageyama had known him long enough to know that this was him being sincere. “I’m so sorry about everything that I’ve ever done that’s hurt you Tobio-chan! I never wanted to - “ he interupts himself with a sob “to see you hurt! I just.. Can’t forgive myself for putting you through.. All of that.. You must hate me!” he finishes
After running away to Hinata’s place, Kageyama had told Oikawa about everything that’d happened, all of it.
And Oikawa couldn’t stop blaming himself.
“Senpai. Look at me.” he instructs, waiting patiently for him to do so, and then continuing “If I hated you, I wouldn’t come here every week and sit down and talk to you. If I hated you, I wouldn’t put up with your texts every time Iwaizumi does something you class as ‘cute’. If I hated you, I wouldn’t call you every time Hinata or Kenma did something to make me freak out.” he says, wanting to hold one of his hands and reassure his senpai, but not being sure if that would help or not.
“But I do come here every week. And I do laugh at some of the funny texts you send me. And I do call you every time Hinata or Kenma do something unbearably cute.” he says softly, looking at Oikawa.
“I don’t hate you senpai, I promise.” he finishes, smiling at his senpai.
Being the mess that he was, Oikawa launched himself at his kouhai, hugging him and babbling about how he’d never do anything bad ever again.
Kageyama just chuckled and smiles at Iwaizumi, who looked very relieved about this, no matter how often it happened, it always nagged at him that Kageyama could break Oikawa with but a few words.
But he’d never said them, and for Iwaizumi, that made him okay.
***
After another emotional reunion, Kageyama had class.
At the moment we was working on going pro, but for now he was studying sports science.
After class he got a text from Tanaka, asking him to come to a small bar they frequented, not that he drank, but his friends did, and it was always at least a little entertaining.
It was a bit odd to be invited there in the middle of the day, but he shrugged it off, putting it down to his friend’s drinking habits.
Turning up, he noticed there was no where near as many cars around as there usually were. Dismissing this, he quickly opened the door, finding Tanaka standing there with a grin and a blindfold.
“Put this on” Tanaka said, holding it out to him.
Kageyama eyed the fabric suspiciously
“Hello to you too..” he says quietly, taking the fabric and typing it over his eyes.
He’d learnt to go along with Tanaka’s weird ideas at this point.
Grabbing his hand, Tanaka instantly started leading him into what he recognised as the main body of the bar.
Walking in, he was surprised to hear the echo of their footsteps on the floor.
At what seemed seemed like a random point, Tanaka suddenly stopped.
“Wait right here!” he said before turning and walking away.
Standing and waiting patiently, Kageyama sighed, wanting to just get this over with.
He was not however, expecting his orange haired, human ball of sunshine boyfriend to come up and jump on him.
Somehow not falling over, he catches his boyfriend, laughing softly as he takes his blindfold off.
Looking around for the first time, he notices that he’s not, as he originally thought, alone in the room.
He sees Tanaka and Kuroo controlling themselves, only standing there with a hand in the other’s back pocket, which is extremely subdued for them.
He sees Kenma standing next to them, playing around on his PSP, but Kageyama could tell that it was nervous playing instead of bored playing.
However, he also noticed various people from high school, like Daichi and Suga, and Noya and Asahi. Ennoshita and a few other no name second years.
“H-Happy 3 year anniversary...” Kenma said, coming up to him and Hinata while looking at the floor.
“I...I totally forgot” he says quietly, looking down at him.
Everyone laughs at him
“Yeah, we figured. But that’s okay. Cause we’ll always be here to remind you” Hinata says with a smirk, kissing his cheek.
Laughing, Daichi walks over
“You know, we sometimes used to joke that us crows already knew how to fly. Most of us had found our soul mates, or we were content with life. But before you guys came along, the crows were failing, we couldn’t even get off the around. Because we had each other we were happy. However, you guys came along, your broken, lovable selves. And you didn’t know how to accept love, but sure as hell knew how to soar when it came to volleyball. And, at least I like to think, that our team have helped you guys learn to fly, no matter how long it took.”
Kageyama and Hinata were stunned.
“Daichi! Come back here! We’re cutting the cake!” Suga called out, pulling him away.
Kageyama, Kenma and Hinata just looked at each other, grinning.
Because maybe they were a bit broken.
And maybe they had some baggage.
But they were crows.
And they’d, finally, learnt to fly.