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Kageyama and Hinata exchange lots of hugs.
They hug each other whenever they win a volleyball match. A happy hug. Hinata will run with all his might and jump into Kageyama’s arms. Kageyama will gladly open them, hug his little spiker back and ruffle his hair.
They also hug even if they don’t win the match. These times, they are consoling hugs. This time it’s not Hinata who’s running towards his setter. This time, it’s Kageyama who’s walking towards Hinata and pulling him into his arms. A reassuring hug. A hug that tells Hinata: everything will be okay, and Kageyama is there for him.
Another hug they shared was when Kageyama needed to visit his grandmother and it meant that they couldn’t meet each other for almost a week. Hinata hugged Kageyama tightly, as if to say, “I wish you could stay”. Kageyama returned the hug and Hinata immediately knew that his setter was going to come back to him.
There was one time they had a really big fight and Kageyama ended up saying something he didn’t mean to. They didn’t speak after that for a whole day. Kageyama knew that it was his fault and he had been trying his best to apologize to his boyfriend, who had currently been curling up into a ball on his bed. He tried his best but words wouldn’t come out. Either they were too cheesy or they would be too harsh and he would just end up hurting Hinata again. That was the last thing he wanted to do. He hated himself even though he had sworn before that he was going to make Hinata smile, but look at him now. He had hurt Hinata.
The smaller boy noticed that his boyfriend had been sitting there, in the same position for a while, without saying anything. So he took a peek, only to see a frown on Kageyama’s face. Hinata felt a slight pang in his chest. This jerk annoyed him from time to time, but Hinata hadn't meant to make Kageyama look like that.
So Hinata walked closer to Kageyama, who continued to stare dumbly back at his boyfriend, probably anticipating a tantrum. He'd be okay with a tantrum coming from Hinata, but not the silent treatment. Kageyama waited but the tantrum never came. Instead, he felt a pair of small arms encircle him tightly.
“I’m sorry,” the taller man said in response, and hugged his little boyfriend back.
“I know.”