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“Do you think I should cut my hair?” Hinata asks.
Kageyama puts down the remote after pausing the movie, another one that shall never be watched in entirety.
“Start by putting on some pants, you exhibitionist!” Kageyama suggests instead.
Indeed, his orange haired sweetheart had taken a liking to strutting around half naked whenever it was only the two of them. Of course, Kageyama didn’t mind, if anything he quite enjoyed it. However, it was the principle that irked him and his never ending need to complain was aroused. Hinata was never the demure kind, long before they started dating that Kageyama (and the entire Karasuno team) had seen it all. Still, he’d need Hinata to dress when they’re together, you never know what could happen.
Well, actually he does know what could happen and that’s another reason why pants are necessary.
“It’s not like you’ve never seen my legs. What are you acting shy for?”
“I’m not acting shy. I just need you to act civilised.”
“Request denied,” Hinata deadpans “Can we talk about the important stuff now? Namely my hair.”
Hinata’s hair is nearly at shoulder length, the bangs fall on his face and almost cover his forehead. He looks like the psychopathic character in that anime they fell upon mistakenly while looking for a new series to watch. Hinata’s attention had been drawn by the two characters who strangely enough resembled Kageyama and himself. The two teenagers regretted their choice in the three first minutes but ended up watching both of the episodes available on the internet and decided to keep it their dirty little secret.
“Maybe you should try a mini side ponytail.” He laughs internally when he witnesses his boyfriend’s facial expression shift from confusion to that of utter betrayal.
“Tobio that’s not cute!”
“You’d look cute with your hair like that.”
“Cute like the manipulative psychopath main villain of a Yaoi manga?” He puts his hands on his waist.
Kageyama nods “Something like that,”
One thing about those too is that It’s always a competition to know who’s the corniest, the horniest, the gayest, the most in love, the best at teasing and today Kageyama is winning.
“Stop teasing me or no cuddling tonight.” Hinata warns before jumping on Kageyama’s lap and proceeding to do the exact opposite of what he threatened. “Move your arm” he mumbles before taking his rightful place in his boyfriend’s arms.
“Perfect” he then whispers to himself.
“I suppose movie night is off.” Kageyama signs in his orange hair “Somethings never change.”
“Like how I’m holding on tight to you.”
Frozen II was one of the rare movies they actually finished.
“Very corny and lame.” He chastises before pulling him in a kiss, the first kiss of the evening.
“I love you too,” Hinata managed to whisper in between kisses. In the list of things that never change, Hinata stating his love is most certainly well ranked. However, him stealing and wearing Kageyama’s outfits might be n°1. Of course, today is no exception. It’s a grey hoody he stole a few weeks ago and that the keeps as a reminder of his first ever highly effective *censored*. Needless to say, the sight of it revives the sweetest memories. Come to think of it, every piece of clothing Hinata ever stole from him is attached to a precious memory, a milestone in their journey together.
“You really like wearing my stuff, don’t you?” Kageyama gently pulls the hem of the hoodie “I like when you do that.” He seals the words with a forehead kiss, the bangs almost get in the way. “Maybe you should cut your hair after all. It might get in the way of volleyball practice” he says.
“Just because they get in the way of you kissing me doesn’t mean I can’t handle it. Don’t worry.” He smiles against Kageyama’s mouth and traps his bottom lip between his teeth before gently sucking on it. Hinata has gotten great at kissing but Kageyama won’t lose to him.
The raven slides his hands underneath his boyfriend’s hoody to take it off only to find himself face to face with another of his long-lost items: a blue t-shirt with a small embroidered star on the left.
“You really are a thief. I heard of people stealing their partner’s outfits but whatever you are doing must qualify as Grand theft.” He jokes with a tint of seriousness and curiosity.
“Well in my defence I had a pretty good reason.” Hinata defends himself.
“Which is?”
There’s a short moment of hesitation, as if he was taken off guard. Kageyama doesn’t take his eyes off him.
“Huh it’s embarrassing. Sorta.” He confesses.
“I’m used to embarrassing. I’m dating you.”
Hinata tries landing a strike on his shoulder “Meanie-yama!” He squeals.
Kageyama grabs his arm, stopping him before he manages to touch him.
“Don’t do that Baby.” He teases, “Answer me instead of wasting your energy on useless attacks.”
Hinata notices Kageyama has yet to release his arms but he doesn’t complain.
“You’re not making this easy for me.” He murmurs, his eyes still on his boyfriend’s hands.
“Have I ever gone easy on you?” The taller teenager asks while trying to force eye contact.
“Doesn’t mean you have to make it hard.”
“Hmmmm, I wonder ‘bout that.”
“I guess I just wanted to feel closer to you?”
“How?”
“Well, how shall I put it?” he hesitates “Remember when you were sick? Like so sick you couldn’t even get outta bed?”
“Yeah, what of it?”
“At the beginning of relationships people tend to be extremely clingy and stuff. Well, let’s say I’m not an exception.”
Kageyama blinks “I don’t understand.”
“You weren’t there, and I missed you so having your stuff around made me feel good.”
“Are you a psychic now? How could you predict I would be sick?”
“Let’s just say I wanted to feel closer to you.” He shrugs.
There’s a pause.
“You’re a pervert. Do you know that?”
“Don’t worry,” Hinata eye-rolls “I didn’t do anything dirty with your stuff. Your photos are enough.”
“You look very innocent, but you really aren’t.”
“I guess so. Does it bother you?”
“It’s okay, not like you planed on giving them back anyways.”
“I’m never giving them back. But you can borrow something from my closet so we’re even.”
“You’re too small, your t-shirts wouldn’t even be long enough to be a crop top.”
“You’d look good in a crop-top?”
“Shut up!”
“It’s true though. Anyways, let’s get back to business.”
“Kissing?”
“Not until you find something you’d like to borrow.”
He doesn’t hesitate “Your hair clips, I like them.”
“Of course, you do but I’m not wearing them-OH you’d like to borrow them?”
“Yes. But I’m not sure how they’d look on me.”
“Let’s give it a try then.” Hinata’s pant-less self stands up.
“Now?”
“No, next week. Of course, now! Sit up and wait for me.”
He comes back with his equipment and a large smile that screams ‘excitement'. Hinata has that adorable pout when he’s focusing on a task, Kageyama is too enamoured with it to even think about what is going on with his hair.
“Are you done?” he asks.
“Not yet. Be patient.” He sounds serious.
“Yes.” Kageyama obeys. Assertive Hinata is top 3 best Hinatas ever if you ask Kageyama and it’s not number 3. They both stay in silence for around 10 mins, Hinata focused on the dark lock he’s ornamenting; and Kageyama staring at him, delving into his every movement, examining the faintest sound and reaction.
Hinata’s frown is replaced by a smile of satisfaction when he says, “All done.” He hands his dark-haired partner a small mirror.
Kageyama can’t help but smile back.
“I look good.” he says.
“You most certainly do.”
“I’m not giving them back just so you know.”
“I really am a trendsetter. Aren’t I?”
“No, you’re a thief.” Kageyama smirks.
“Cause I stole your little heart?”
Kageyama’s smirk is gone.
“Whenever I think you can’t get any cheesier you find a new way to surprise me.” he adds.
“I was born to exceed expectation!”
“Whatever,” he pulls his small partner closer to him, “Let me put that mouth to better use.”
And so he does. A few weeks ago, Kageyama came across an article about the world’s coolest trees. Needless to say, the listing was very biased, after all coolness cannot be evaluated scientifically. However, he took an immediate liking to the Rainbow Eucalyptus, a tall, brightly coloured tree found in the northern hemisphere. The vibrant painting-like aspect of the tree reminded him of Hinata’s colourful and beautiful personality (Or maybe it’s just because he’s gay). Right now, he feels like a Rainbow Eucalyptus, coloured with all the positive emotions that Hinata radiates, love being the protagonist.
“I was thinking about buying a skirt.”
Kageyama is too busy gnawing at his collarbone to pay attention. Every time they make out, he marvels at how smooth his boyfriend’s skin is.
“Hum okay. Good for you?” he mumbles.
“Is that all you have to say?” Hinata withdraws himself from his embrace, no matter how warm and loving.
“What else do you want me to say?” he doesn’t even try to conceal his annoyance and frustration “I swear you scare my sometimes.”
“Well, you’re the one who asked for it.”
“What?”
“You remember the other day at the park? The day we went stargazing?”
How could he ever forget? “Of course, I remember. What does that have to do with you wearing a skirt?”
“You don’t remember what you told me that day?”
“That I loved you?”
“No” he chuckles “After that.”
“After that we were making out?” The raven is not amused at all.
“Yes and?”
“You’re the only person who pays attention to what their partners says during making out sessions.”
“So, you really don’t remember?”
“I don’t. What did I say.?”
“Well,” Hinata gets close enough and murmurs in a well calculated attempt to sound sexy, “you told me that once we were ready to go all the way I should wear a skirt to facilitate access.”
Oh
“What’s Natsu’s favourite clothes shop?”
“I don’t remember the name but it’s not far from here.”
“What time is it?”
“7 pm I think.”
“Are you thinking the same thing that I’m thinking?”
“Lemme put some pants on first.”
“Yeah. Hurry up before they close."