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Hinata stared at the glowing light on his laptop. It’s been an hour since he finished his homework, and a few minutes since he got off Skyping with Tanaka and Noya. Right now he was bored and wasn’t going to sleep for another hour, so what better thing to do than start video chatting with someone else?
Scrolling through his friends list, only one was active. King tobio.
He didn’t seem to recognize the name, but he clicked the messaging button and waited. He didn’t have anything to say, so as impatient as he was to talk to someone, he clicked the call button and held his breath.
Little_spikr10 → King tobio the computer screen read.
Ring. Ring. Ring. Hinata loved the sound of Skype’s ring, no matter how weird it was. Ring. Ring—
“What the hell?” a gruff and tired voice came through from the other side. Hinata could tell that the camera was off, so he couldn’t see the latter’s face. Then again, Hinata was completely shrouded in the darkness, save for the computer screen’s light.
“Hey!”
“Hi? Do I know you?” King tobio pressed.
“I guess not.” Hinata pouted. He hoped this newfound Skype friend wouldn’t be so serious.
There was a moment of silence. Kageyama didn’t know the other person he was talking to, but it was the same vice-versa. “Well, I guess that’s fine. Half of the guys on my Skype are assholes anyways.”
Hinata gave out a light chuckle. “That’s good then. I rarely talk to anyone on Skype.”
The other male scoffed. “That’s weird, considering you’re talking to me now.”
“Well—” Hinata scrunched up his face. “That’s because my other friends had to go, and now I’m bored.”
“So you called up a random Skype account?” Hinata could hear a faint trace of laughter in his voice, and smiled.
“Well, yeah. What’s so wrong about that?” Hinata asked, a teasing tone dancing in his words.
The other line grunted as if it was obvious. “Well, I could be a murderer, for one.”
Oh, it was that obvious then, Hinata thought.
“Who’s to say you’re not a murderer?”
“I’m not a murderer.”
That’s exactly what a murderer would say!” Hinata laughed in mock triumph.
“Pfft, then what should I say? I actually am a murderer?”
“Yes, wait, no. That’s also what a murderer would say. They’d use reverse psycology.” Hinata grinned as he heard Kageyama facepalm.
“You know, that’s also what a murderer would say,” Kageyama retorted. “They’d try to fake the other out by proving how the other person is the murderer, while they themselves is the real culprit.”
“Well, one could say that the murderer would try and turn the tables around to push all the attention away from themselves, huh, Murderer Tobio?!” Hinata pressed.
“You’re unbelievable.”
“I know I am. Unbelievably adorable,” he added, batting his eyelashes at the camera.
Murderer Tobio scoffed. “I’ve seen cuter murderers.”
“Like yourself?” Hinata giggled.
“Ugh, fine. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”
“Yes, it does.”
“Pfft, knowing that you had a conversation with a murderer makes it easier to sleep at night?”
“I dunno. Maybe,” Hinata shrugged.
Kageyama sighed. “That makes no sense.”
Hinata perked up. “You know what else makes no sense?”
“What?”
“That you can see me, but I can’t see you.”
There was a few moments of silence before the stranger on the other side replied.
“My camera’s broken.”
“Bull.”
Kageyama almost growled. “Fine. You’re right. It’s not. Why do you care?”
“‘Cause I’d like to put a face to this friendly murderer,” he answered casually.
Kageyama’s annoyance washed away and he thought for a moment. It wasn’t like he was risking anything, right? He wouldn’t have to call this stranger ever again, so why not?
“Fine. Give me one second.”
“Yes! Good boy, Murderer Tobio.” Kageyama almost regretted giving in, but the excitement from the red-head on the other side of his monitor made him feel kind of… Happy. Even with such a short chat, It’s been awhile since he had such a carefree and sort of unpredictable conversation like this. And all the sudden, the thought of not talking to the other boy made his heart sink a little.
“Murderer Tobio? You still there?” The red-haired boy’s voice caught him off guard.
“Yeah, sorry, be right back,” Kageyama ignored Hinata’s mutterings as he searched his desk for his cheap little camera. He found it in no time and quickly hooked it up to the computer.
“It’s loading.”
“Okay,” Hinata answered. Kageyama could practically hear him grinning.
Ping! “There. Happy?” Kageyama asked.
Hinata stared. He was too busy tracing his eyes over the shape of the male on the other side of the screen to say anything. Kageyama’s black hair was slightly messy, a loosely hanging v-neck was all that was concealing his tan chest, not leaving much to the imagination. Hinata would have kept staring if Kageyama didn’t interrupt him.
“Oi, eyes up here,” Kageyama said. He never thought he’d be saying that.
Hinata snapped his head up and stared at Kageyama’s face. He was obviously flushed, even under his computer’s illuminated screen.
“Sorry, I just—”
“Never met a good-looking murderer?” Kageyama grinned.
Hinata let out a nervous chuckle. “I don’t think a murderer would wear a shirt like that to bed.”
“What?” Kageyama asked, laughing lightly. “What the hell do you think murderers wear to sleep?”
“I-I don’t know! A hoodie?”
“That is kind of shady,” Kageyama agreed.
"Yeah."
A few seconds passed when Kageyama squinted his eyes onto Hinata’s screen. “What are you even wearing to sleep?” He asked.
“Oh! Me?”
Kageyama facepalmed. “Who the fuck else am I talking to, dumbass?”
“Hey, you don’t have to be so rude!” Hinata pouted. “But you’re right.”
“So?” Kageyama pressed.
“So what?”
“What are you wearing?”
“Ooh~ So you’re that kind of guy?” Hinata teased.
“What? No!”
Hinata smirked. “Oh, well in that case,” he stood up and turned on a closeby lamp. “Nothing.”
Kageyama blushed furiously and covered his eyes. “Warn me next time, Jesus Christ!”
Hinata laughed. “I’m just kidding, I’m wearing boxers.”
Kageyama peaked through his fingers. “Oh. Asshole.” He smiled, still embarrassed.
“Aww, you’re so innocent.” Hinata teased.
“Shut it,” Kageyama warned half-heartedly.
“Alright, alright,” Hinata held his hands up defensively and say back down. “Now you stand up.”
“What, why?”
“Same reason you turned your camera on.”
“Ugh.”
“Just do it.”
“Why?”
“Make your dreams a reality.”
“Stop.”
“Yesterday you said tomorrow!”
“Fine!” Kageyama sighed. “You’re a human meme machine.”
“Thanks to Kuroo.”
Kageyama halted. “Kuroo… Kuroo Tetsuro?”
Hinata shot forward in his chair, almost falling off. “Uwuahh! You know him?!”
“Yeah!” Kageyama shouted. “I see him from time to time. He used to play on the same team as some of my teammates.”
“You play volleyball?!” Hinata practically yelled.
“Yeah! You too?!”
“Yeah! ”
Both boys stood there looking at each other, excitement overriding their thought process. It wasn't until Kageyama caught sight of his watch that he calmed down a bit.
“Oh shit,” Kageyama remarked. “It’s really late.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m lucky if my roommate didn’t wake up from my shouting,” Hinata confessed.
Kageyama sighed. “Yeah. Well, I should probably go. So, uhh… Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” Hinata breathed. “Oh wait—”
“Yeah?”
“You’re really hot!” Hinata shouted one last time before the screen flashed and the call ended.
Kageyama was frozen in place as he turned off his camera. What. The. Actual. Fuck. Just. Happened?
He waited a moment before pressing on Hinata’s profile. Little_spikr10. Cute.
Kageyama pressed on the chat button and decided it wouldn’t be a bad thing to message him before bed.
[11:42 PM] King tobio: You’re not so bad looking yourself
With one last glance towards the unread message, Kageyama shut off his computer and hopped in bed. A few seconds later he allowed his hand to drift off and fumble for his phone before checking Skype yet again. Still unread.
He put his phone down and smiled as he got comfortable.
Maybe we will be talking soon.