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Kageyama is freezing, his black sweatshirt so wet it's two times heavier and water's dripping from it. He knows some of his classmates could probably share their umbrella with him or lend him an actual raincoat but he's not going to ask and he doesn't really have close friends in his class who would actually suggest it themselves, so he goes home alone, soaking and grumpier than usual.
Well, he doesn't have close friends, but...
"Kageyamaaa!!!" he hears behind him and doesn't even need to turn back and see who it is - but he turns back anyway, just to see Hinata running and jumping into puddles like he's possessed by some sort of water demon, a closed umbrella in his hand.
"Kageyama, you IDIOT! If you don't have an umbrella you could have just waited for me!" Hinata yells in one breath when he catches up. He opens the umbrella and places it firmly in Kageyama's hand. "You hold it. You're taller."
Despite how cold it is, Kageyama's cheeks catch a slightly darker shade and, in the act of ultimate courage, he manages to mumble:
"Mmph... My... My hands... Are cold too." Hinata looks at him, startled for a second, and then smiles broadly and looks like the sun (because he is the sun, at least for Kageyama).
"Oh! Sure." He says and grabs Kageyama's palm. "We'll change hands later to warm the other one, too! I'll walk you to your home so you don't get more wet."
All that is an entirely new thing for Kageyama, but despite the fact he gets embarrassingly red all the time and that Hinata takes away his ability to form coherent sentences, he wouldn't exchange it for anything else.