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Brontophobic
Ships: Kagehina
Warnings: Thunderstorm mention
Prompt: Shoyo Hinata is heavily brontophobic, meaning he cannot stand the sights or sounds of thunderstorms. One night during a match with Sejoh, a severe storm falls above the gym. How will little bby react? And how will Kageyama make him feel better?
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A sudden clap of gentle thunder caused Shoyo to flail and fall to his butt, allowing the attempted quick attack to fall completely short.
“Hinata wh-“
“ ‘msorry! Won’t happen again!”
“Wasn’t that supposed to be that formidable quick that everyone was fawning over?” Oikawa teased with a sneer, letting his fingers brush along the net, “Or maybe the great savant Hinata is finally falling short.”
“Shut up!” Kageyama barked, “Stop using such big words to make yourself sound cooler!”
This pissed Tooru off, causing the brunette to groan and narrow his eyes. The blow of the Ref’s whistle brought them back into play.
Hinata and Kageyama lined up for their freak attack... With an audible smack, the ball completely whizzed past Oikawa and Iwazumi onto the floor.
“There’s the formidable quick.” Kageyama teased in a heavily mocking tone.
The jet-black haired boy couldn’t relish in their little victory over the great king for long, for his mind was fogged with suspicions about his partner.
“Hey, asshole. What was that?” He inquired gently as the team was called for a water break.
“O-oh! Nothin’! Just a little jumpy is all.” Hinata lied straight through his teeth, squeezing an eye shut at the sudden flash of lightning.
That’s when he knew. He figured it was better to not say anything though.
“That better be all, we need you to be here and ready to kick Oikawa’s ass.” Kageyama’s lips curled into a slight sly grin, “He’s been on top for too long. It’s our turn to dethr-“
A slightly louder boom filled the team’s ears, causing them to stare out the windows out of habit. Poor Shoyo flinched and tried to subtly cover his ears with his towel.
“Hm. Looks like a storm is blowing in. I hope they don’t cancel the game.” Suga casually mentioned.
Luckily, Tanaka took notice to his underclassman’s actions, swiftly stepping over to Daichi.
“Cap.” He whispered, “I don’t think Hinata is going to be able to play through the storm.”
“Oh! I wanted to talk to you about a new play idea!” Daichi announced, shortly after pulling his underclassman to the side, “What’s going on?” He whispered.
“Daichi, he doesn’t look okay.” The wing spiker replied in a very hushed tone, “I think he’s scared of the storm.”
Scared was an understatement, thunderstorms were all too much for Shoyo. The drumming rain against the roof made his heart pound, the roaring crashes of thunder made it feel like there was cotton in his throat, the white flashes and bolts of lightning made his breathing heavy and quite uneven. Luckily, the rain outside was gentle, and the thunder was near silent, so he was okay for now.
He had a job to do. No time to worry now.
The orange haired boy rose to his feet, ignoring his upperclassmen’s’ piercing stares, and wobbled toward the court, abandoning his water bottle on the bench beneath him. He assumed his position and waited for the play to begin.
It was all the same pattern. Nishinoya or Daichi receiving Oikawa’s serve, allowing the quick to pull through. Then Kageyama to destroy with service aces, using the exact same serve as his predecessor. Everything was going swimmingly until an absolute explosion of thunder echoed through the gym. Every player paused in shock.
“Weather break. Ten minutes.” The Ref announced and the team turned toward their bench to take another, well deserved, break.
That’s when all Karasuno eyes fell upon Hinata. He was glued to the floor with his hands over his ears, fingers tangled through his hair, pulling tautly. He was shaking vigorously and trying to choke back tears, only seeming to cry harder as the thunder continued to roar outside.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“Is be okay?”
“What’s going on?”
“Daichi? Did you know?”
“Everyone stop! He’s not a circus freak!” Daichi finally hissed, making a move toward Hinata.
“Hinata? Hey, hey. You’re alright.” Kageyama stepped toward his partner, kneeling down to his level, “Everyone get out of the way, or cover him so Sejoh can’t see him.” he barked.
The team obeyed Kageyama’s wishes, placing the blame of his snappy tone for the direness of the situation. They stood around the duo in a circle, facing outward, with Asahi and Tsukishima glaring daggers at Oikawa and his team. Their blockade was perfection.
“K-Kageyama.” Hinata’s eyes were squeezed shut as he trembled, “I... I can’t. I- not... no- can’t- help. please, jus’ help me Kageyama.”
The genuine pain-staking fear that laced Shoyo’s voice was absolutely excruciating to Kageyama. He had never had too prominent of a soft spot for his partner, but seeing the orange haired spiker in such a state caused his heart to squeeze.
“I’m going to take you somewhere, just us.” Kageyama stated in a low tone, “I’ll keep you safe, I promise. It’ll just be you and me. No one else needs to be where we go except for us. Does that sound okay?”
A gentle nod from Hinata was all the team needed for approval. They all moved carefully. Daichi and Suga each grabbed an end, hoisting Hinata up from the floor and onto Kageyama’s shoulders like a backpack. Asahi and Tsukishima stood on their tippy toes to keep them hidden, and Kageyama stood breathing gently, struggling to keep his composure.
“We’re going to go to the club room. Send Suga-San when the weather break is over please, Captain.”
The first year didn’t even wait for his Daichi’s answer. He swiftly turned on his heel and ignored his surroundings. Oikawa’s sudden teasing calls fell upon deaf ears. When they reached the club room, he made a move to set Hinata to his feet, who only clung to him like a frightened cat.
Kageyama sighed and took Shoyo’s hand. He gently maneuvered his partner around to hold him close to his chest. The rain continued to pound against the roof, and the sporadic claps of thunder kept them both on edge for very different reasons.
“You’re okay. You’re safe. Nothing will get you here.” Kageyama whispered, as he brought his head down on top of Hinata’s.
“Don’ let go. Please.” Hinata whimpered as he nuzzled into his partner’s chest.
Tobio let out a fond breath of air and gently placed Hinata’s legs down, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy very tightly.
“I’d never let you go in a time like this.”
He moved to lay them both down on the matting, snuggling the spiker close into his chest. When the thunder began to rumble, signifying an oncoming boom, he covered Hinata’s ears. They remained here until the weather break was over.
When Sugawara gently opened the door, he was met with his two energetic first years cuddling each other on the floor, with Kageyama’s hands still over Hinata’ ears. Except this time, the spiker’s eyes were shut peacefully. His eyebrows were furrowed, but a patient smile was on his face. Suga let out a fond breath of air. Kageyama did it. He put a petrified Hinata at peace.
Perhaps they could have a different setter and spiker for the game.
Since, you know, it was still raining.
And he was pretty sure the boys had fallen asleep.
Suga shut the door and turned on his heel, ready to tell Daichi what he saw, and what his plan for the game was.
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