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“When we play volleyball together,” Hinata explained, small, fond smile on his lips, “When you toss to me, it also feels like flying.”
An image of Hinata; frozen mid-air so beautifully as he leapt for a powerful spike etched in Kageyama’s mind. Like he had grown invisible wings on his back, up high, without gravity pulling him down.
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In which Kageyama and Hinata contemplates what it means to fly, and what it means to fall.
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VOLLEYBALL AS A METAPHOR FOR LOVE!! FLOWER CROWNS!!! RAHHHHH