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The light was blinding when he woke up and his head ached terribly. Hinata blinked until his eyes adjusted and jolted up when the sound of a cup crashing to ground echoed through out the hospital room. Yachi was by his side in seconds, his hands in her own and her lips pressing against his palms. "Shouyou," she whispered. Tears soaked his cheek as she nuzzled against it, he soon found he was crying too.
Kageyama, he thought.
The sirens in the distance cause Hinata to shoot his head up, Haru looking surprised he wasn't acting anymore. Then that smile slowly spread across his face Hinata had seen when he glanced up. It was not comforting nor the man's usual smile. Instead it sent shivers down Hinata's spine. "Well this is unfortunate," Haru said as he stood from the chair he had sat across from Hinata. "We didn't talk much now didn't we?"
Hinata averted his eyes and stared at the spider crawling amongst the boxes. Haru sighed touched his cheek gently. The red head hoped the sirens were for him. His head hit the ground, his ankle bent awkwardly as Haru pushed him. Everything went black.
Tsukki sat by his side a lot and held his hand. Yamaguchi would often do the same and Kiyoko would bring her computer in to watch movies with him. Yachi would lay on the bed beside him till he went to sleep and be in the chair when he woke up. His body still ached and his head felt like a bullet had went through it, his wrists were rubbed raw and ankle was very much broken.
Suga visited with treats sometimes and Daichi would as well. Bokuto always looked solemn when he walked in and Kuroo would have an arm around his shoulder. Kageyama never came.
Hinata woke up during bits of pieces.
"Hinata," Kageyama murmured and touched his face.
He was released from the hospital on a bitter day, the cold nipped unpleasantly at Hinata's cheeks and Yachi was bundled up tightly in her coat. She lead Hinata to her car and opened the passenger seat to reveal Little Giant. Hinata sat him on his lap as they drove to his house, the others wouldn't be there considering work was something they needed to go to.
Little Giant smelt of Kageyama and cat food. The red head buried his face in his fur and exhaled.
When Hinata came back to reality Kageyama was one the ground with Haru attempting to handcuff him with one hand. His head bleeding and other arm looked very weird. Bokuto behind him with a gun pointed at Haru and Kuroo untying his restraints. He was out again.
His house was quiet when he entered it, crutches under his one arms. With Little Giant in a carrier in one hand he stood in the doorway, staring into the house. He didn't know how long he stood there but he went the the couch after he was done. He sat on it and laid down, burying his face in the throw pillow. His head really hurt.
Hinata woke up again while he was getting put into an ambulance. Haru was getting put into a police car and he was about to close his eyes again, but there was someone holding his hand. He turned his head and stared at Kageyama, who looked at him back on his stretcher. His the blood on his head was dry and his arm was very, very broken.
He looked over his face and smiled slowly. "Hinata," he whispered. Hinata wanted to reach out and hug him, but sleep over came him.
It was weeks until Hinata decided to go by Kageyama's. He had let Little Giant outside and he was currently stuck in the tree in his backyard, he stared down at him with a bored expression. Hinata whined and stepped outside of the house. "God damnit get down!" He exclaimed. Little Giant simply closed his eyes.
Hinata groaned and contemplated calling Oikawa, he was tall. But he'd refuse to get his clothes dirty for a cat. He could call Tsukki but he didn't like him very much at the moment. (He had stolen his cereal and ate all of it when he had told him no.) "Kageyama," He said and shouldered on a jacket and ran out of the house.
He stopped at the end of his driveway and doubled over, dry heaving. His hands squeezed his thighs as he caught his breath. He exhaled deeply and straightened himself. Hinata looked at the door and thought of what he'd say.
Hey I know we've been avoiding each other for whatever reason, but hey, did not sound as good in his head out loud. "Wing it," he told himself. He approached the house slowly, hands in fists and heart pounding. He knocked on the door quickly and waited for Kageyama to open it.
He looked like he did when this whole thing started, just not sweaty. A tank top and sweats that hung loose around his hips, his arm in a sling. Except this time he was not annoyed, he looked at Hinata full of fondness and surprise. "Shouyou?" He asked.
Hinata smiled sheepishly. "Is it still unreasonable to call the police to get a cat out of a tree?" Kageyama blinked.
"Seriously?" He asked, Hinata nodded. The younger man sighed and put on a sweater and shoes, following the shorter man out. Hinata led him to his house and didn't bother taking off his shoes. He flung the back door open and pointed up at the tree. Little Giant looked down at Kageyama and blinked slowly.
Kageyama stared at him and laughed softly. "He really does get stuck." He looked at Hinata. "I always thought you were over exaggerating."
"Well I wasn't." Hinata replied. "How do we get him down." Kageyama looked down at his arm then back at Hinata who rolled his eyes. "Just call Bokuto or somebody to get my cat."
So Kageyama did just that and pocketed his phone in his sweat pockets. He looked at the cat and smiled. "He's interesting."
Hinata nodded slowly and chewed on his bottom lip. "So uh," he mumbled. "Do you want some coffee?" Kageyama looked at him for a moment, cheeks red from the cold air and nose a light pink. He looked at his lips then looked him over and nodded.
"Yeah, that sounds nice."
They went to the kitchen in silence, Hinata set up the coffee machine and sat on the counter as he waited. "Did he do that?" He asked and gestured towards his arm. Kageyama glanced at his arm and scowled.
"Yeah, hit me on the head too," he replied. Hinata frowned.
"I'm sorry," Hinata mumbled. Kageyama nodded and fiddled with a pencil on Hinata's table. The coffee maker beeped, and he quickly got some cups and poured coffee. Pouring a lot of creamer in his and a few packs of sugar in Kageyama's.
Kageyama took his and sipped it. "You remembered?" Hinata nodded and drank his, walking towards the couch and sitting. Kageyama followed him and sat beside him. Hinata looked at the ceiling as he sipped his coffee.
"So when is Bokuto going to get my cat?" He asked.
"A bit," Kageyama responded and leaned against him. Hinata did not move and instead slung his free arm around his shoulder. He looked at Kageyama who looked back at him. "Why have we been avoiding each other?"
Hinata blinked and shrugged. "No idea," he said. "I missed you though. A lot."
Kageyama nodded and pressed his nose against his cheek and smiled. "I missed you, too," he whispered. "I'm sorry." Hinata sat down his coffee and leaned into the touch.
"Why?" He asked. Kageyama trailed his nose down his jaw, his eyes lashes brushing against his cheek bones.
"It's sort of my fault," Kageyama mumbled. "I should've stayed with you." Hinata shook his head.
"M'not your fault," he replied. He pulled away and smiled. "You broke your arm for me, that makes up for it." Kageyama chuckled and kissed his cheek. He leaned back and opened his arm up for him, Hinata snuggled into it quickly and sighed.
"You didn't answer my question."
Kageyama glanced down. "Which one?"
"The police and cat thing."
Kageyama snorted. "Still not a good reason."
Hinata rolled his eyes. "Well I think it is."
Kageyama laughed and leaned his cheek against his head, closing his eyes and sighing. "Think what you wish."
And Hinata did just that.