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'10:48 p.m.
Kei, where are you? '
'11:13 p.m.
Keiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'
'11:20 p.m.
Why aren't you answering? Please, come home.'
'11:34 p.m.
I'm cold.'
'11:38 p.m.
I need youuuu'
'11:46 p.m.
Fine. If you don't come home early, you'll sleep on the couch.'
'11:54 p.m.
Kei? '
'12:03 a.m.
It's 12 now, where are you? '
Kageyama shivered under the blanket. The milk inside his cup was no longer hot and the only source of warmth he have is the comforter he's holding. The heater of their apartment was broken, and he was growing impatient and cold. He remembered waking up around quarter to nine after not being able to find the body pillow he has, and now he needs a cuddle and a kiss. Let's not forget that his back had been hurting from sleeping at the sofa, which was smaller than him in any way.
The blueberry had been calling and texting Tsukishima since the past two hours but he wasn't picking up or answering his text messages. It was something Kageyama didn't expect since the tall blonde always replies back to his messages, but what bothers him the most is his own actions. He was never clingy nor does he keep on texting. But right now, he needs a hug and drown in warmness.
Kageyama was about to pull out of the sofa when he heard a click at the front door. Excitedly, he jumped out and dashed to the hall. And there he was, the warmth he was looking for. He leaned on the wall as he watched the blonde shook his jacket off and placed it on a nearby rack. Tsukishima slightly smiled when he saw the other waiting for him, but frowned when he saw Kageyama's foul and tired face.
"I hate you." Kageyama muttered, glaring at Tsukishima with his arms crossed,
Tsukishima made a face before removing his shoes, asking, "What did I do?"
"You weren't picking up." Kageyama approached him slowly, arms crossed as he do so.
"My phone died." Tsukishima noticed the way Kageyama rub his arms. The smaller boy was slightly shivering underneath the blanket that was still draped over him, and he caught a glimpse of the hair on his arms, standing. He sighed and opened his arms, "Come here, you idiot."
"You still love this idiot, though." Kageyama obliged despite leaving a snarky comment. He enetered the opened arms and let Tsukishima hold him.
"This is awkward." Of course it is. Hugging in the middle of the hallway is, perhaps, weird for both of them but they don't plan on doing anything about it. Tsukishima slightly move around, Kageyama still in his arms as he hummed a familiar song. Kageyama breathed in the smell of the taller's sweater amd felt the latter's hug tightened.
"Let's go back to bed." Tsukishima sighed and pulled away, still holding the younger's waist. He had expected this. The other had his eyes closed and was already snoring softly. Now that the middle blocker noticed this, he did feel the smaller a bit heavier when he leaned on. "Y'shouldn't have waited for me." He picked Kageyama up and took him to their room, closing the door with the back of his foot before placing both of them on the bed. He stared at the sleeping figure's face for a few minutes before joining the latter's slumber.