fandom: haikyuu!!
pairing: kagehina
fic summary: Kageyama has learned a lot of things since befriending Hinata Shouyou. Things about Hinata, things about himself. How to open up. How to be vulnerable. How to love. And Hinata? Hinata learns more about Kageyama than he ever thought he would. First-year Kagehina/Hinakage drabble collection ft. the rest of Karasuno, written for sarahenany. Slowly working through the remaining Fictober 2022 prompts!
fictober day 09: "sounds like 'you' problem" by @fictober-event
ch summary: After practice one day, Hinata feels insecure about his size. This isn't unusual, but Kageyama says something that makes Hinata rethink his position on the court and his place on the team.
Noya brought his face closer to their hands, squinting as well. He frowned in concentration. “I can’t… either. You know what that means, right, Shouyou?”
“What?”
“It means I win.”
“Whaaa?!” Hinata jerked his hand away, giving his upperclassman an offended look. “That’s not fair, Noya-san!”
“Of course it is.” Noya’s frown vanished and was replaced a second later with a toothy grin. “I have seniority!”
“How does that make your hands bigger than mine?”
“Because seniority~” Noya sang as if it made perfect sense, even though it didn’t make any sense at all.
“Yeah, well,” Hinata began, scrambling to think. “Well, I’m still an inch taller than you!”
Noya gasped, now looking just as offended as Hinata felt. “Going for that single inch? Shouyou! You wound me.”
“Oh, knock it off, you two,” their captain said. “You’re supposed to be helping clean up! Did you forget your promise this morning?”
Noya slumped forward, and in a defeated voice: “To work with everyone to clean up for the event this evening.”
“And?”
“And that’s why practice ended early,” Hinata added with a sad sigh.
“Good.”
“You’re both short to me,” Tsukishima said suddenly.
“Yeah, yeah, that’s what I’m known for these days.” Hinata rolled his eyes as he stood up to fulfill Daichi’s orders. “Nobody’s gonna let me live it down.”
“Sounds like a ‘you’ problem.”
“Don’t you worry, Shouyou,” Noya said, standing as well after giving Tsukishima a dirty look. He clapped Hinata on the back with enthusiasm, their argument now long forgotten. “I’m not giving up on you. We’ll always suffer together!”
Across the court, Tanaka burst into laughter. Despite this, Hinata smiled at his upperclassman, trying to remain in good spirits. “Thanks, Noya-san.”
Twenty minutes later, when they’d finished cleaning up and changed out of their practice clothes, Hinata walked in step with Kageyama like he usually did when practice concluded for the day. It was oddly quiet—but then again, it wasn’t unusual for Kageyama to stay silent while Hinata babbled away. This time, though, Hinata didn’t feel like talking, either.
Unfortunately, it seemed like Kageyama noticed.
“What’s with you?”
“Hm?”
“You’re moping.”
“I’m not moping,” Hinata defended, giving him a heated look.
“Are too.”
“Hush it."
“It’s the hand thing, isn’t it?”
Hinata opened his mouth to deny it once more but then paused, irritated because Kageyama was right. And maybe that was stupid or made him seem childish, but he didn’t care—he’d always been self-conscious about his size, and while Noya didn’t seem particularly worried back in practice, it did bother Hinata, because, well…
He’d always thought it was cool that other players—Kageyama included—could hold a volleyball with one hand. Hinata hated that he couldn’t do it, himself. His hands just weren’t big enough.
“Oi,” Kageyama said when Hinata remained silent. “What’s your deal? Why does that matter?”
It took Hinata a few moments to realize that he’d stopped walking, causing Kageyama to pause in his steps as well, only a foot or so ahead of him.
“Shut up,” Hinata said sourly. He gripped his handlebars tightly, gazing at the pavement. “You wouldn’t get it.”
“Why not?”
“’Cause you’re tall! Nobody picks on you for being short. Nobody would pick on you for having tiny hands.”
Kageyama didn’t respond, at first. Hinata risked a glance up at him to see why and found that Kageyama wasn’t even looking at him—instead, his eyes were locked on Hinata’s hands.
“Your size is actually your greatest weapon,” he said eventually.
Hinata’s frown deepened. “I know. Volleyball is all about size. You don’t have to keep reminding me.”
“No, I mean, it’s your greatest weapon, personally,” Kageyama went on. “You’re short, so everyone looks at you and thinks, ‘This guy isn’t a threat.’ But you are. You’re the biggest threat we have.”
Hinata’s breath caught in his throat upon hearing the words, eyes blown wide. Something fluttered in his stomach—a sensation that he’d associated with Kageyama time and time again—and he thought, in the safety of his own mind:
How come you know exactly what to say to make me speechless?
“...oh.” A tiny, excited smile pulled at his lips. “You think that?”
“You’ve proved it, you idiot.”
“Me,” Hinata echoed, suddenly extremely giddy. “A threat. The biggest threat in Karasuno.”
“You still have a lot to learn,” Kageyama warned abruptly. "Don't let it go to your head."
“As if you have any room to say that to me.”
Hinata’s grin shifted into something less gleeful and more teasing as he spoke. Still, he couldn’t deny the joy that spread through him brought by Kageyama’s words. It was so strong that he wanted to take off on his bike with a celebratory cheer, and he was getting ready to do just that when something curled around his wrist.
Hinata froze. “Wh…”
He glanced down to check and yeah, that was Kageyama’s hand. When he lifted his gaze to give Kageyama a questioning look, Kageyama wouldn’t meet his eyes.
“S—” He stumbled, cheeks pink. “So, uh…”
“...Kageyama?”
“Don’t. Um.”
Hinata blinked, waiting.
“Just don’t let it bother you,” Kageyama finally spat out. “It’s—it’s not like it has to be a bad thing.”
It took him a few moments to realize that Kageyama was trying to reassure him. It was… almost funny how Kageyama could say something that would stick with him for a long time without even trying, but when he actually put the effort into cheering him up, he didn’t know how.
Once again, Hinata’s smile changed. Grew softer. Sweeter. His wrist felt warm underneath Kageyama’s fingers, and slowly, experimentally, he moved his hand to touch Kageyama’s.
Unlike Noya’s, Kageyama’s hand was much larger than his own. He rested his palm against Kageyama’s, lining up their fingers, and for once, the size difference didn’t bother him.
He... kind of liked it.
“Alright,” he said softly, with that same smile. Kept their hands pressed together. Found the warmth to be pleasant. He didn’t pull away.
fandom: haikyuu!!
pairing: kagehina
fic summary: Kageyama has learned a lot of things since befriending Hinata Shouyou. Things about Hinata, things about himself. How to open up. How to be vulnerable. How to love. And Hinata? Hinata learns more about Kageyama than he ever thought he would. First-year Kagehina/Hinakage drabble collection ft. the rest of Karasuno, written for sarahenany. Slowly working through the remaining Fictober 2022 prompts!
fictober day 8: "do you remember?" by @fictober-event
ch summary: School is canceled due to the snowy weather. Hinata bikes into town and shows up at Kageyama's house anyway.
“Whoa, it really snowed a ton,” Hinata exclaimed into the phone, panting. “No wonder they canceled school before it even started yesterday.”
Kageyama winced at the loud volume of his voice, although he didn’t know what he expected. Of course Hinata would be wide-awake at—at whatever time it was. Kageyama, personally, had decided to sleep in until his phone started ringing.
“You called me to tell me it snowed?” he grumbled, rubbing an eye. “I coulda looked out the window, idiot.”
“Wow, ok, you’re an idiot,” Hinata shot back. “We don’t have to sit through boring classes! Where’s your excitement?”
“I’m too tired for that shit. Give me one reason why I shouldn’t hang up so I can go back to sleep.”
This time, Hinata chuckled nervously. “Well, um… I’m kind of at your door, so…”
“I’m at your door,” Hinata repeated, slower, his words tinged with more nervous laughter. “...can I come in?”
For a moment, Kageyama’s sleep-clogged brain failed to register Hinata’s request. He just sat there with dinner plate eyes, mouth hanging open, struggling to process his words.
Hinata. Hinata willingly came over, on their spontaneous day off from school. And now he was at his door. For what reason? It snowed enough to cancel the whole day of classes, not to mention volleyball practice, and this idiot had left his house—a house that sat on a damn mountain—and how did he even get here? On foot?
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kageyama burst out finally, throwing himself out of his bed. “It’s gotta be freezing outside and you’re—did you bike here?”
“Uh,” Hinata fumbled, and the silence that followed was enough of an answer for Kageyama.
“You idiot,” he went on, and it didn’t matter that he was only in pajamas because moronic Hinata was at his door, had ridden his bike in the snow, and something about those facts had him rushing to let Hinata in.
“Hi,” Hinata said meekly when he finally reached and opened the door.
Kageyama nearly dropped his phone.
Hair damp, nose pink, and the shell of his coat dripping, Hinata looked like he’d been caught in the rain. His bike lay on its side, discarded in the yard, and a glance down at his shoes showed Kageyama that they were soaked.
“Oh my god, get in here, you moron,” Kageyama hissed, yanking him by the arm immediately. “Are you stupid? It’s freezing outs— you’re freezing!”
“Yeah… I realized that riding my bike probably wasn’t very smart,” Hinata said nervously, looking down at his shoes as he removed them slowly. “I slid on the ice a few times, so… I got all wet from the snow…”
“What were you thinking?” Kageyama said as he closed the door. “You could get sick! You could’ve been hurt—did you get hurt? You didn’t scrape yourself up, did you? We have a game next week!”
“I know, it was pretty stupid,” Hinata said. “And impulsive. I just… Natsu and Kaa-san were held up because of the snow, and the buses aren’t running, and… and I wanted to see you, I guess.”
Kageyama’s rant withered in his throat, and his mouth snapped shut. What did he say to that? His brain blanked on him as he stared at Hinata’s sheepish but genuine expression, once again failing to come up with the right words to respond.
“Oh,” was all that came out, faint and inexplicably breathless, when his voice finally decided to work again.
But then he saw the way Hinata’s lip quivered, and everything came back online in an instant. He tugged at Hinata’s gloved hand—what was the point of wearing them if they were wet?—and dragged him along as he marched off to his bedroom.
“Wha—where are we going?” Hinata squeaked. “What’re you… what’re you doing?”
“You have to get those wet clothes and get warm, dumbass,” Kageyama told him because, hello, wasn’t it obvious? “You’re going to get sick.”
When they reached Kageyama’s bedroom, he released Hinata to dig through his dresser for something even a little small for Hinata to wear. He wasn’t very successful—all he had was old clothes from middle school, but he ultimately decided Hinata in clothes too large for him was better than a sick Hinata, right?
“I’m sorry,” Hinata said sheepishly. “For, um. For intruding…”
“That’s not—” Kageyama stopped, trying to collect himself. He wasn’t trying to yell. “That’s not the point. You could come over at any time and I wouldn’t care, I just don’t want you getting sick!”
Hinata looked up at him, then, his eyes now blown wide in surprise. “Huh?”
“Do you remember?” he went on. “We have to be careful with ourselves, for volleyball! You can’t play if you’re hurt.”
Hinata blinked a few times but didn’t respond. Instead, he just stared up at Kageyama as if he’d just revealed the secret to getting good grades in school or something.
Then, eventually: “Do… do you mean that?”
“Mean what?”
“I can… come over whenever,” Hinata echoed, with a slow-growing smile. “And you wouldn’t mind?”
“I—”
Kageyama stopped himself again, because yeah, he totally did say that. And as his brain finally caught up with his mouth, heat ascended up his neck and across his cheeks. His gaze darted immediately to his socks, embarrassed.
“Well, you’re the only person who comes over besides when Nee-san visits, so,” he said, and then one of his hands found its way into his hair, as if moving would get rid of the sudden nervous energy that flooded through him. “It’s—it’s not like it bothers me.”
“It doesn’t?”
“N…not really, no.”
In fact, Hinata’s company was… pleasant, in a way he didn’t expect at all. He’d never been invited to other people’s houses before attending Karasuno, much less invited others to his own house. The only other time he’d gone to someone’s house other than Hinata’s was when they studied at Yachi’s place.
Was it like that for everyone? Did people just enjoy the company of their friends, or… or did it have to be a specific someone? Kageyama didn’t know. He wasn’t good at this whole people thing.
(He wrinkled his nose at the thought of inviting someone like Tsukishima over.)
“I like visiting you,” Hinata told him abruptly, and when Kageyama lifted his gaze, he saw the wide smile stretched across Hinata’s face. “It’s fun.”
“I don’t—” Kageyama shifted awkwardly, uncertain of how to take that. Was it a compliment? “I don’t really do anything special, though.”
“Well, even if we don’t do anything, it’s fun spending time with you,” Hinata said. “I like y—um, I like your company.”
If possible, Kageyama’s face grew even hotter. He looked away again, just because he wasn’t sure if he could handle looking at that bright smile of his.
“I…”
He, what? He didn’t know how to put his thoughts into words.
“Just, um, just get into dry clothes,” came out instead, turning away because—because Hinata needed privacy to change. Yeah. “Then we can, um. Do something together, maybe.”
“Do something?” Hinata said, still wondering. "And you wouldn't mind? It doesn't bother you to hang out?"
“Sh—shut up! I wouldn't—um. I wouldn't... mind."
Of course I wouldn't mind. Of course I want to do something with you.
“I did bring my Switch and our game! Nice and dry in my bag.”
“At least you’re capable of taking care of something.”
“Hey! I’m good at taking care of things,” Hinata defended. “I’m an amazing older brother, just so you know.”
Yes, I know. “Mm. Yeah.”
“Just ask Natsu!” And then, playfully: “You wouldn’t know what it’s like being an older brother because you’re the younger sibling.”
“Wha—why does that even matter, you dumbass?!”
He turned around just in time to see Hinata pull his shirt—Kageyama’s shirt—over his head, and when it fell over his chest, twice his size, he grinned up at him. His bedroom light wasn’t on but Hinata seemed to glow in the dimness anyway: a piece of the sun itself, wedged into the body of one tiny person, shining bright just for Kageyama.
And in that realization, he found his answer to his earlier question:
Nobody was like Hinata. Nobody smiled like him, and nobody’s company felt the same. Hinata Shouyou was in a league of his own, and nobody else compared.
You Have (1) New Message || Ch 02: Older Kids p1 (Digimon Chatfic)
fandom: Digimon Adventure/02
fic summary:
Yamato is online.
Yamato: What the hell is this
tachikawaii mimi: as the title says, a group chat for bad bitches only (〃＾▽＾〃)
Yamato: But Taichi is here
tachikawaii mimi: created by the baddest b
tachikawaii mimi: LOL SAVAGE
Taichi: excuse me
Or: The Digimon chatfic everyone has been waiting for, finally posted as a Christmas gift to my Nee-san, Green Spaghetti.
Also available on ao3!
[3:01pm]
Mimi is online.
Mimi added Sora, Jou, Koushiro, Yamato, and Taichi to the chat.
Mimi named the chat bad bitches only xoxo.
Mimi changed their name to tachikawaii mimi.
tachikawaii mimi changed edit settings to Admin Only.
tachikawaii mimi: school has left me bored af and i’m making it ur guys problem
tachikawaii mimi: i mean i don’t expect jou to get online but
Jou is online.
tachikawaii mimi: oh i sit corrected
Jou muted the chat for 1 hour.
tachikawaii mimi: rude
Taichi is online.
Taichi: lmao
Taichi: he prbly doesnt want the notifs during school hours
Yamato is online.
Yamato: What the hell is this
tachikawaii mimi: as the title says, a group chat for bad bitches only (〃＾▽＾〃)
Yamato: But Taichi is here
tachikawaii mimi: created by the baddest b
tachikawaii mimi: LOL SAVAGE
Taichi: excuse me
tachikawaii mimi renamed the chat to bad bitches only (+ taichi).
Taichi: le gASP
Taichi: mimi change it back :(
tachikawaii mimi: nah
tachikawaii mimi: i asked for entertainment and i got it
tachikawaii mimi: i mean the younger kids are cool too ofc <333
tachikawaii mimi: they’re just little darlings ;_; i feel like i shouldn’t curse a bunch in front of them
Taichi: have u met yamato
Yamato: I don’t curse that much in front of Takeru. And sometimes Hikari
Taichi: everyone else tho?
Yamato: …stuff may have slipped out
tachikawaii mimi: lol i mean they’re not little children
Yamato: Excuse you
Taichi: yeah hikari is 4ever my baby sister thank u
tachikawaii mimi: but they’re still young!!!
tachikawaii mimi: and i feel like i should be a responsible friend-sister figure
Taichi: .
Taichi: sora talked to u abt it didnt she
tachikawaii mimi: what ofc not
tachikawaii mimi: …how did u know
Taichi: just sounds like something sora would do lol
Taichi: she’s the real mom friend here
Yamato: Speaking of Sora she’s
Sora is online.
Yamato: Uh
Sora: Been giving both you and Taichi dirty looks for the past five minutes?
Sora: Yes
Sora: Yes I have
Yamato: …yeahhh
Sora: Mimi we’re in school :(
tachikawaii mimi: sora that’s the point :(
Sora: You shouldn’t be on your phone in class :(
tachikawaii mimi: okay mom
tachikawaii mimi changed Sora’s name to Mom.
Mom: :)
Yamato: Uh oh.
Taichi: mimi what have u done
Taichi: u can’t see her face rn omg
Yamato: ✌️
Taichi: good luck soldier
Yamato is offline.
Taichi is offline.
tachikawaii mimi: um???
Mom: Do you want me to start counting?
tachikawaii mimi: jeez sora what am i five lol
Mom: 3
tachikawaii mimi: holy shit ur actually doing it
Mom: 2
tachikawaii mimi: i lied sora’s the baddest bitch of all i’m sorry sora
tachikawaii mimi is offline.
Mom: :)
Mom is offline.
—
[5:36pm]
Jou is online.
Jou: Sorry to disappear but we were in school and I was trying to pay attention in class.
tachikawaii mimi is online.
tachikawaii mimi: no its fine i expected u to be absent lmao
tachikawaii mimi: sora was mad anyway
Jou: Yeah, I saw. Scary.
Jou: (･ω･;)
tachikawaii mimi: GASPPPPP
Jou: ??
Yamato is online.
tachikawaii mimi: u use emojis :’)
tachikawaii mimi: last time we texted you were all like I Type Normal Without Emotion But Punctuation.
tachikawaii mimi: what caused the change good sir??
Jou: A friend of mine uses them and I found them fun. Is that bad?
tachikawaii mimi: no!!!
Taichi is online.
tachikawaii mimi: it’s cute (≧_≦)
Jou: :)
Taichi: i didnt know u had friends outside of us jou lol
Taichi: /jkjk
Yamato: Funny, I thought the same thing abt you @Taichi
tachikawaii mimi: pffttt twice in one day
Taichi: WHAT
Taichi: I HAVE FRIENDS
Taichi: ASK THE ENTIRE SOCCER TEAM
Yamato: You don’t have to get defensive lol
Taichi: ur the 1 who doesnt have friends like ur always lookin so mad all the time
tachikawaii mimi changed Yamato’s name to yamadto.
yamadto: Wtf
tachikawaii mimi: u do have the best resting bitch face out of all of us tbh
Jou: …I’m sorry Yamato, but you do always look grumpy.
Taichi: unless he’s around takeru
Taichi: takeru’s existence proves that yamato is just a big Softie underneath all those thorns :)
tachikawaii mimi: truth
tachikawaii mimi: teddy bear yamato (⇀̥ ‸ ↼̥)
yamadto: Shut up
tachikawaii mimi: :)
Taichi: :))
Jou: :)))
yamadto: Stop
yamadto: Smilies with extra ))) look weird
Taichi: takeru uses them
yamadto: They’re adorable
Taichi: i rest my case
Mom is online.
Mom: Hi everyone :)
Jou: Hey Sora.
Taichi: hi
tachikawaii mimi: the baddest bitch returns!! <333
tachikawaii mimi: hiiii
Mom: What’re you all up to? :)
Taichi: headin home from soccer practice
Jou: Studying for my exam tomorrow, wbu?
tachikawaii mimi: ew
tachikawaii mimi: but school is over jou
tachikawaii mimi: trying to decide what color to paint my nails~
Jou: But it’s March?? The school year is wrapping up??
Mom: We just wrapped up tennis practice :)
tachikawaii mimi: oooo
tachikawaii mimi: did u captain all ur girls
Mom: I tried lol
Mom: I hope the first-years will be okay when we go to high school
Taichi: i feel that
Taichi: feels like i was just elected captain and now i’m passing it down to someone else
Taichi: gonna miss these guys
Jou: Your coaches still let you play this late in the year as third-years?
Taichi: by choice yeah
Taichi: i got a sports scholarship for my high school and entrance exams are over anyway
Jou: Oh right
Sora: As long as my grades are fine I can play :) I passed the entrance exams back in February
tachikawaii mimi: aww cmon guys ur graduating junior high not dying
tachikawaii mimi: i didn’t come back to japan from america for a funeral :/
yamadto: I’m surprised you didn’t wait till the next school year
tachikawaii mimi: well american school years are different from japanese school years lol
tachikawaii mimi: it was easier to come back before the second semester of american school than wait til june and miss most of the first term of a new japanese school year
Jou: That’s true
yamadto: Fair enough
Jou: But a lot of schools have transfer students!
tachikawaii mimi: yeah but after everything that happened in december i just wanna be home <3
Mom: Understandable <3
tachikawaii mimi: i’m visiting america in the summer tho lol
tachikawaii mimi: america in the summer is just ヾ(♥∇♥)ゞ
yamadto: Lol
tachikawaii mimi: the hawaiian beach is beautiful
Mom: I remember you sent pictures and postcards when you went!
Taichi: i remember too
Taichi: koushiro n yamato n takeru n i were busy, yk, saving the internet
Taichi: n you were enjoying the beach
tachikawaii mimi: bitterness doesn’t suit u honey
yamadto: Lol
Taichi: where is koushiro anyway
tachikawaii mimi: good question
Jou: Probably busy.
tachikawaii mimi: not anymoreeeee
tachikawaii mimi: @Koushiro
Taichi: @Koushiro
Mom: He’s probably not available to chat at the moment, leave him be
tachikawaii mimi: @Koushiro
Taichi: @Koushiro
Mom: Guys
tachikawaii mimi: @Koushiro
Taichi: @Koushiro
Mom: :)
yamadto: That’s the most passive-aggressive smile I’ve seen
tachikawaii mimi: Uh oh
tachikawaii mimi: sorry mom we’ll stop
Taichi: r u sure it’s passive aggrressive
yamadto: My parents are divorced
yamadto: I’m sure
yamadto: Plus do you remember Sora’s expression from earlier?
Taichi: …
Taichi: sorry mom we’ll stop
tachikawaii mimi: u know what we can do tho
tachikawaii mimi: change the remaining names
Taichi: idk why u said we since u changed the settings to where only u have accss to that shit
tachikawaii mimi: yeah lmao ur right i just like being in control of everything here haha
Taichi: at least make mine cool pls
tachikawaii mimi changed Taichi’s name to noob.
noob: this is a hate crime
yamadto: Lol
tachikawaii mimi changed Jou’s name to Dad.
tachikawaii mimi changed Koushiro’s name to criminal monstermind.
Dad: Um??
tachikawaii mimi: u do give off dad energy jou <33
noob: how come u gave me this name
noob: but koushiro gets a badass name???
tachikawaii mimi: cos he’s our very own digital world tech master ofc
tachikawaii mimi: the true mpv
tachikawaii mimi: ur just reckless and a himbo
yamadto: Ha
tachikawaii mimi: oh hush u
tachikawaii mimi: u know how often u contribute to his dumbassery
tachikawaii mimi: takeru & hikari r like the only reason ur not dead
tachikawaii mimi: and don’t get me started on often sora & jou had to pull u out of some stupid situation
Mom: She’s not wrong
Mom: Aww Jou we match <3
Dad: I’m too young and too anxious for kids.
Dad: How did this happen?
Dad: Yesterday I was just a regular teen with a regular life.
Dad: Now I’m a father.
Dad: (|||❛︵❛)
yamadto: Face it Jou you’ve never had a regular life
noob: ur best friend is a talking seal
Dad: Fair.
Mom: Jou it’s okay it’s just all good and fun <3
tachikawaii mimi: be like sora and accept ur fate jou
Dad: Next thing you know, I’ll be making terrible jokes and drinking three beers to sleep.
tachikawaii mimi: jou srsly it’s ok to do u want me to change it back
yamadto: Just stay away from the cigarettes and you’ll be fine
Dad: Ugh. Okay.
tachikawaii mimi: ok u accepted ur fate or ok u want me to change it
Dad: It’s fine. Leave it.
tachikawaii mimi: (♡⺣◡⺣)♡*
Dad: But I really do have to study, so I may disappear.
yamadto: It’s all good Jou
Mom: Okay! Good luck <3
noob: later jou
tachikawaii mimi: byeeeee~
Dad: Bye, guys. Take care.
tachikawaii mimi: <3333
Dad is offline.
noob: hey how come u offered to change jou’s name back
noob: but im stuc k like this??
tachikawaii mimi: oh well would u look at the time
tachikawaii mimi: i have to go walk my plant
noob: wait mimi
tachikawaii mimi: xoxoxo
tachikawaii mimi is offline.
noob: MIMI
Mom: Awww sorry Taichi
Mom: I’m sure she’ll change it to something else eventually
noob: (´-﹏-｀)
noob: if u say so…
Mom: :)
Mom: I have to go too tho
Mom: Kaa-san’s needing me in her shop
yamadto: OK
yamadto: Later Sora
Mom: Later!! Don’t forget to eat something tonight <333
Mom is offline.
yamadto: Got it
noob: ok
noob: just u n me now ig??
yamadto is offline.
noob: :/
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[7:58pm]
criminal monstermind is online.
criminal monstermind: Sorry, just got to my computer. Why is my name like this? What is the purpose of this chat?
noob is online.
noob: nw
noob: hey koushiro
criminal monstermind: Hey, Taichi.
noob: ????
criminal monstermind: Are you… not Taichi?
noob: …
noob: no its me
noob: how did u know tho
criminal monstermind: Lucky guess?
noob: :/
You Have (1) New Message || 02 Crew P1 (Digimon Chatfic)
fandom: Digimon Adventure/02
fic summary:
foureyed brat: @soccer IS his brain are you one of those ppl who has to write everything in lowercase
foureyed brat: Or is your grammar just terrible
Hikari: for me it’s ~ aesthetic ~
soccer IS his brain: shut up miyako >:(
soccer IS his brain: my autocorrect is off cuz of what happened that 1 time
soccer IS his brain: and im lazy
ken: You mean when you called Taichi-san ‘baby’?
Hikari: you huh
soccer IS his brain: (*/_＼) !!!!
Takeru: Pffft
foureyed brat: Excuse me Daisuke you what
Or: The Digimon chatfic everyone has been waiting for, finally posted as a Christmas gift to my Nee-san, Green Spaghetti.
Also available on ao3!
[6:03pm]
Hikari is online.
Hikari added Takeru, Miyako, Iori-kun, Daisuke-kun, and Ichijouji-kun to the chat.
Hikari named the chat help guys i need a chat name.
Hikari: hey guys
Hikari: nii-san took our switch with him to koushiro-san’s and i’m bored
Daisuke is online.
Miyako is online.
Daisuke-kun: HI HIKARI-CHANNNN
Miyako: Oh girl how dare he
Miyako: How are you gonna play Animal crossing now??
Takeru is online.
Takeru: Hey
Daisuke: !!!!
Hikari: right?? :( oh well, i’ll survive lol
Hikari: hi dai-kun :)
Daisuke-kun: i want a switch so bad omg
Takeru: Same honestly lol
Hikari: don’t worry takeru
Hikari: you’ll always have a profile on mine!!!
Takeru: :)!!
Daisuke-kun changed their name to socceronthebrain.
Miyako changed socceronthebrain’s name to soccer IS his brain.
soccer IS his brain: >:(
Miyako: What? It’s true
soccer IS his brain changed Miyako’s name to foureyed brat.
foureyed brat: What the hell
soccer IS his brain: wut
soccer IS his brain: its true
Takeru: Lol
foureyed brat: Takeru I thought you were cool
Takeru: Your first mistake
soccer IS his brain: lmao
soccer IS his brain: get wrecked miyako
foureyed brat: Hikari they’re teaming up on me :(
Hikari: hey guys that’s my jogress partner you’re picking on
Hikari: and you are cool takeru <;3
Takeru: <3
soccer IS his brain: wb me ;_;
Hikari: you’re cool too dai-kun!
soccer IS his brain: she called me dai-kun (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)
foureyed brat: Can’t you read
foureyed brat: She said it earlier too (¬_¬ )
Ichijouji-kun is online.
foureyed brat: GASP
foureyed brat: Hi Ken!
Ichijouji-kun: One second. I’m catching up with the chat.
Hikari: hi!
Takeru: Hi Ichijouji-kun!
soccer IS his brain: it my best fren
soccer IS his brain: every1 move aside ichijouji ken has arrived
Ichijouji-kun: Aw, Daisuke. Nobody has to move for me. It’s fine.
Ichijouji-kun: Hi everyone. :) Thank you for inviting me into this chat.
Hikari: ofc!
Takeru: I can’t imagine Hikari would make a chat without including you :)
foureyed brat: ^^^^
soccer IS his brain: yeah like r u kidding we couldnt forget u
Ichijouji-kun: Awww. Thanks. :)
soccer IS his brain changed Ichijouji-kun’s name to ken.
ken: :)
foureyed brat: @soccer IS his brain are you one of those ppl who has to write everything in lowercase
foureyed brat: Or is your grammar just terrible
Hikari: for me it’s ~ aesthetic ~
soccer IS his brain: shut up miyako >:(
soccer IS his brain: my autocorrect is off cuz of what happened that 1 time
soccer IS his brain: and im lazy
ken: You mean when you called Taichi-san ‘baby’?
Hikari: you huh
soccer IS his brain: (*/_＼) !!!!
Takeru: Pffft
foureyed brat: Excuse me Daisuke you what
soccer IS his brain: IT WAS OVER TEXT NOT IRL
soccer IS his brain: AND IT WAS AN ACCIDENT
soccer IS his brain: ken u betrayed me
soccer IS his brain: u werent sposed to say what actually happened
ken: Oh, I’m sorry!
Iori-kun is online.
foureyed brat: No I gotta hear about it now
Takeru: Same
Hikari: yeah me too!
soccer IS his brain: nooooo its 2 embarrssing
soccer IS his brain: the shame is 2 great
Iori-kun: Hello.
foureyed brat: Ugh you know I think I’ll take all lowercase compared to correct punctuation in texts
ken: ?
Iori-kun: What?
Takeru: Hey Iori!
Iori-kun: Good evening, Takeru-kun.
foureyed brat: If I didn’t know you better I’d think you were a serial killer
Hikari: don’t listen to her iori-kun, ichijouji-kun <3
Iori-kun: That’s not funny, Miyako-san. :/
foureyed brat: I’m a little offended you knew it was me with the username cos I’m not sure if you actually read thru the chat before greeting us
foureyed brat: But then I remembered I’m the only one in the chat with glasses, so
Hikari: awww true
foureyed brat: Jk Iori you know I love you <3
foureyed brat: Ken you too!
ken: Okay. :)
Hikari: you can always change your name again!
foureyed brat: No it’s alredy grown on me
foureyed brat: Also I’m getting back at Daisuke for picking an insulting name by liking it :P
soccer IS his brain: ( `ε´ )
Iori-kun: Why did you call Taichi-san baby?
soccer IS his brain: shhhhh i was hopin u would forget
Takeru: Joke’s on you
Takeru: We’d never forget Daisuke
Hikari: i gotta know dai-kun
foureyed brat: You gotta tell us
soccer IS his brain: noooo
Takeru: Ichijouji-kun do you know why he called taichi-san baby
ken: Uh…
soccer IS his brain: ken no pls dont
soccer IS his brain: i thought we were pals
Takeru: Cmon no you gotta >:)
foureyed brat: Peer pressure!
Iori-kun: I am curious.
Hikari: >:)
soccer IS his brain: no stop ur prbly makin him nervous
soccer IS his brain: it was just autocorrect!!!
soccer IS his brain: i accidentally put a b at the end of my sentenc and it corrected ti to baby
soccer IS his brain: n then i hit send before i could delete it („ಡωಡ„)
Hikari: omg
foureyed brat: RIP daisuke and his relationship with his idol
Takeru: Deadsuke
foureyed brat: !!!!
foureyed brat changed soccer IS his brain’s name to deadsuke.
Iori: Ha...
deadsuke: guyssss
deadsuke: its not funnyyyyy :(((((
deadsuke: i couldnt talk to taichi-senpai for like weeks i was so embarrassed
ken: …
Hikari: it’s a little funny…
Takeru: It’s hilarious actually
foureyed brat: No cos I’m actually imagining Taichi-san being so confused and Daisuke just dying of embarrassment
foureyed brat: I’m ascending
Hikari changed the chat name to rip daisuke.
deadsuke: and i thought we were frens
Takeru: >:)
Hikari: >:)
foureyed brat changed Takeru’s name to Chaos #1
foureyed brat changed Hikari’s name to Chaos #2
Iori-kun: That seems accurate enough.
foureyed brat: Children of Hope & Light
foureyed brat: So deceptive
deadsuke: trolls in disguise :(
deadsuke changed ken’s name to the true cinnamon roll here.
the true cinnamon roll here: I don’t get it?
Chaos #2: you know that feels so true <333
foureyed brat: Ichijouji Ken Protection Squad <3
foureyed brat: Wait that nickname is really long
foureyed brat changed the true cinnamon roll here’s name to cinnamon roll.
foureyed brat: Our new bby
Iori-kun: Isn’t he older than you, Miyako-san?
foureyed brat: Shhhh no he’s our new bby
foureyed brat: Too sweet, too pure for this world
cinnamon roll: Are you guys forgetting I destroyed the digital world once? :(
Chaos #2: awwww ichijouji-kun cmere i feel the need to hug you
foureyed brat: If we were there to protect you it wouldn’t have happened :(
deadsuke: alls in the past my guy <;3
Chaos #1: I accidentally almost shot Nii-san once…
foureyed brat: O_O
Iori-kun: You… huh?
deadsuke: wut
Chaos #2: pinnochimon?
Chaos #1: Pinnochimon
deadsuke: bruh
deadsuke: r u gonna elaborate or
Chaos #1: .
Chaos #1: Nah
foureyed brat: Whoa, did you use all of your three brain cells to come up with that one big word Daisuke
deadsuke: shut up miyako >:(
foureyed brat: For real tho
foureyed brat: You’re one hell of a mystery Takeru
Iori-kun: Agreed.
deadsuke: even his jogress partner agrees lmao
Chaos #2: best friend privileges~
Chaos #1: Lol
Chaos #1: My point is, we all make mistakes, Ichijouji-kun :)
cinnamon roll: …have I told you before that you can just call me by my first name?
cinnamon roll: I seriously don’t mind.
Chaos #1: Ken ( ´ ▽ ` )
Chaos #2: Ken! <3
foureyed brat: Takeru no stoppp
foureyed brat: That emoji is too cute for someone as secretly chaotic as you
Chaos #1: :(
Chaos #2: miyako look you hurt his feelings :(
deadsuke: no but shes right tho
Chaos #1: :((
foureyed brat: No stop making me feel bad!
Chaos #2: :(((
Chaos #1: :((((
cinnamon roll: Miyako-san :(
foureyed brat: …fine
Iori-kun: You can use whatever emojis you want, Takeru-kun.
Chaos #1: :D!
Chaos #2: :D!!
cinnamon roll: :)
foureyed brat: Oh no yall are killin me
foureyed brat: Too cute
deadsuke: yall
Chaos #2: yall
Chaos #1: Yall
cinnamon roll: Huh?
deadsuke: (whispers) thats the part where u join the chain ken
foureyed brat: Okay cuteness ruined
cinnamon roll: Oh.
cinnamon roll: Yall.
Iori-kun. Lol.
foureyed brat: Betrayed by my own childhood friend
foureyed brat: I’m hurt
foureyed brat: I’m not coming to your house this weekend to work on your computer Iori >:(
Iori-kun: Yes, you will.
Iori-kun: Okaa-san is making brownies.
foureyed brat: …I hate that you’re right
Chaos #1: Gasp did you say
Chaos #1: …brownies? 🥺
Iori-kun: You’re welcome to come if you’d like, Takeru-kun. It’ll be Saturday afternoon.
Chaos #2: 🥺🥺🥺
Iori-kun: You can come too, Hikari-chan.
Chaos #1: :D
Chaos #2: :D
Chaos #2: i’ll bring the switch before nii-san calls dibs
Chaos #1: Yes!!
Chaos #1: We can play Super smash bros!
deadsuke: (╥﹏╥)
Iori-kun: …if you’re quiet, you can come too, Daisuke-kun.
Iori-kun: And that invitation extends to you, Ichijouji-san.
deadsuke: !!!! iori ily
cinnamon roll: Just Ken is fine. :)
cinnamon roll: Thank you. :) I’ll have to ask my parents first.
Iori-kun: Okay. Ken.
cinnamon roll: Oh wait. I don’t know your address? :(
deadsuke: i do!!
deadsuke: i can come pick u up at the train station!
cinnamon roll: Okay. Thank you, Daisuke. :)
deadsuke: anything for my best pal <3
deadsuke: im hella competitive in video games tho
foureyed brat: Same
foureyed brat: You’re going down
foureyed brat: Gonna live up to your name in chat
Chaos #2: i’m a little competitive too lol but only in smash bros
Chaos #1: Dw I’m not that competitive
deadsuke: says the dude who admitted to almost shooting his brother
Chaos #1: …
Chaos #2: .
foureyed brat: At least he didn’t call Taichi-san baby
deadsuke: WOULD U DROP THAT
deadsuke: I HATE U MIYAKO
Chaos #2: i wonder if nii-san was flustered
deadsuke: nvm i hate u all
happy holidays and merry Christmas, @digitalworldbound i'm your secret santa for @digisecretsanta's gift exchange event! <3 i know you love 02, so i hope you enjoy 700 words of teenage takari being a chaotic duo~ (ft. older bros, yamato & taichi)
Or: Chaotic besties Hikari and Takeru have their older brothers wrapped around their fingers.
Thunk. Floosh.
Several seconds of silence ensued. Two pairs of eyes met, pooled with mirth and perhaps a little bit of regret. Takeru blew out a giggling sigh, which was a mistake on his part because it sent a puff of flour through the air.
Flour, which caked both of their faces. Because Hikari, in her attempt to measure the amount they needed for the cookie recipe she’d found online, had accidentally tipped the entire bowl, and now they were both covered in it.
And so was the kitchen counter. And the floor.
“Oops,” Hikari whispered, although her expression threatened to break into a grin.
“Oops,” Takeru echoed with a tiny, held-back smile of his own.
“I don’t think that was supposed to happen,” Hikari said.
“...probably not.”
Hikari whisked her gaze around her kitchen, knowing that this mess was mostly her fault but finding it funnier than anything else. So when her composure broke and she finally began laughing, she couldn’t find it in herself to stop.
“You—you look ridiculous,” she gasped out as she doubled over in a fit of giggles.
“Me?” Takeru didn’t even sound offended—just equally entertained by their predicament as he, too, collapsed with laughter. “You look ridiculous! It’s in your hair!”
One of Hikari’s hands found the top of her head, making Takeru laugh harder because she’d only made it worse.
A doorknob jostled. Hikari and Takeru froze at the sound, meeting each other’s gaze again, and Hikari whispered in horror, “Uh oh.”
“We should hide.”
No sooner than Takeru suggested it did they follow through, but neither of them had time to find good hiding places—instead merely settling for ducking behind the counter—before the Yagami apartment door opened and two boys stopped in the entryway to remove their shoes.
“We’re back,” Taichi’s voice called, followed by the sound of shuffling. “There was a long l—oh. Where’d they go?”
“Gotta be here somewhere,” came Yamato’s voice. “Their shoes are still here.”
“Yeah, I see that. I have eyes.”
“Just making s—” Yamato stopped talking, and his footsteps came to a halt as well. Then, in a quieter voice: “...what the hell?”
Hikari bit her lip to keep her laughter at bay. She stayed hidden with Takeru as Taichi voiced his confusion about Yamato’s words, before probably seeing the kitchen for himself.
“Oh my god.”
Yeah. They were so screwed.
“What even happened in here?” Taichi went on. “How d—wait. Hikari, Takeru, I can see you.”
It was only when he stepped around the counter that Hikari started giggling hysterically again. She gave her brother what was supposed to be an guilty look—but, in all honesty, was more cheeky than anything—before drawing herself up to her full height.
“Hi, Nii-san,” Takeru said humbly to Yamato as he stood by Hikari’s side.
“What did you do?” Yamato asked.
“We were…” Hikari paused to scan the flour-covered kitchen with sheepish eyes. “...making cookies?”
Hook.
“Cookies,” Taichi echoed, deadpan.
“Uh huh,” Takeru said with a firm nod. “Cookies.”
Yamato gave Takeru a hopelessly fond look. “Kiddo. We told you we’d be back from the store to make dinner tonight.”
“I even recruited Yamato so Kaa-san wouldn’t kill us with her monstrous cooking,” Taichi added.
“But…” Hikari trailed off as she glanced at her best friend, who pouted. She took this as an opportunity to show off her best pout, too, aiming it at her older brother. “...we wanted something sweet.”
Line.
“Hikari. It’s like, four-thirty. We’re going to be cooking soon.”
“...and?”
Yamato and Taichi shared an exasperated look, which almost elicited another stray giggle from Hikari. Almost. She was still pouting, after all.
“Fine,” Yamato caved, surprisingly before Taichi. He sighed. “After dinner.”
Taichi’s expression turned sour. “Dude!”
“What? I can’t say ‘no’ to that face,” Yamato said and pointed at Takeru’s masterful puppy eyes.
Her brother, however, looked back at Hikari. Her pout deepened, and for a few seconds, Taichi stood strong. But only for a few seconds.
Sinker.
“Ugh, fine. Fine, we’ll make cookies after dinner,” Taichi relented with a sigh of his own. “Now help us clean up.”
Hikari’s pout disappeared in an instant, replaced by a grin.
She waited until both of their brothers’ backs were turned before she gave Takeru a victorious fistbump.
fandom: haikyuu!!
fic summary: Kageyama has learned a lot of things since befriending Hinata Shouyou. Things about Hinata, things about himself. How to open up. How to be vulnerable. How to love. And Hinata? Hinata learns more about Kageyama than he ever thought he would. Kagehina drabble collection ft. the rest of Karasuno, written for sarahenany. Daily drabbles for Fictober 2022!
fictober day 2: "nobody told you about me?" by @fictober-event
ch summary: Hinata's hands are dry and cracked due to the nippy weather. Kageyama gives him some lotion to remedy this.
entire drabble below. :) find the whole collection: ao3 // tumblr
Hinata winced as he pulled on his uniform blazer, the back of his hands stinging. When he looked down at them, he realized why: “Ugh, my hands are so dry.”
“Have you tried using lotion?” Yamaguchi asked, already dressed and standing by the doorway, ready to leave.
“I don’t have any with me,” Hinata admitted with a pout.
Suga winced sympathetically. “Ouch. I’m sorry, Hinata. I don’t have any on me, either.”
Hinata’s pout deepened. He sighed and buttoned up his blazer, studying his hands as he went. It wasn’t even the good kind of sting—the kind that followed a good spike. The nippy October wind probably wasn’t going to help.
“It is getting colder out,” Daichi said. “I’ll try to bring a bottle tomorrow to keep in the club room.”
“Thank you, Daichi-san,” Hinata said, wondering if he even had any at home. His mother probably did, somewhere—if not, well. He’d be stuck waiting until tomorrow.
Something poked his arm. “Here.”
He blinked at the sound of Kageyama’s voice and then blinked again when he saw what had poked him: a medium-sized bottle of hand cream. “Waaaaahhhhh, you have some!”
“Why are you surprised?”
Hinata wasn’t sure. Kageyama took that extra step when caring for his own hands—he even clipped and filed his fingernails, whereas Hinata’s were bitten and uneven. Of course he had hand lotion.
“Are you gonna take it or not?” Kageyama asked abruptly.
“Oh! Yes, thank you!”
Their teammates continued getting dressed and filing out of the clubroom, probably ready for a hot bath and a meal. Hinata, anxious for both as well and knowing their captain was waiting for everyone to finish so he could lock up, hurried to snap the cap open and squirt some into his hands.
Except he must’ve squeezed the bottle too hard because a lot more came out than he intended.
Eek! That’s a lot!
“Dumbass. You don’t need that much,” Kageyama said and gave him an unimpressed look.
“Nobody warned you about me?” Hinata said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “I always use this much.”
“Right. You and your tiny hands.”
Hinata lifted his gaze to meet Kageyama’s fiercely. “It was a joke, you jerk. I obviously didn’t mean to. And—hey! My hands aren’t tiny!”
“I dunno,” Suga commented, eyeing Hinata’s hands. “They’re a little small…”
“Suga-sannnnn!”
“Idiot, give me that,” Kageyama said.
Hinata didn’t get a chance to reply before Kageyama took the bottle back, shoved it under his arm to hold it hands-free, and scooped half the lotion from Hinata’s palm to use for his own hands.
“There,” he said when he was done rubbing it in. “Oi. Don’t just stand there.”
Hinata realized after several seconds that he was staring at Kageyama with his mouth open. He squeaked and slathered it over his fingers and palms, wincing again at the sting. “Ouch…”
“It’s probably going to hurt a little bit because your hands need to heal,” Daichi pointed out.
“You should keep a bottle with you,” Kageyama told him. “You need to keep your skin moisturized.”
Hinata nodded, looking down at his hands as he continued to work the cream into his skin, cheeks traitorously hot. He tried not to think about the way Kageyama’s fingers, long and warm, felt against his palm as he took half the lotion so it wouldn’t go to waste.
As promised, Daichi brought a bottle of lotion for the club room the following morning for everyone to use when needed. But what Hinata couldn’t get over was that Kageyama also brought an extra bottle—one specifically for Hinata—and told him to apply it regularly.
He appreciated their captain’s kindness along with the rest of the team, but it was Kageyama’s generosity that left him feeling warm and fuzzy inside.
fic summary: Kageyama has learned a lot of things since befriending Hinata Shouyou. Things about Hinata, things about himself. How to open up. How to be vulnerable. How to love. And Hinata? Hinata learns more about Kageyama than he ever thought he would. Kagehina drabble collection ft. the rest of Karasuno, written for sarahenany.
prompt: “you got me flowers?" (no. 03) by @nightprompts
ch summary: Hinata goes to a sporting goods store with Kageyama before practice on a Saturday morning. He spots Karasuno merch while they're there.
entire drabble below. :) find the whole collection on: ao3 // tumblr
Hinata’s eyes went wide as he drew in all the sports equipment in the store, mouth slack. He stood completely still for all of three seconds before he jumped into the air with a gleeful whoop.
“This is a huge store, Kageyama,” he said as he landed, vibrating with excitement. “The only one I knew about is tiny!”
“Fitting,” Kageyama deadpanned. “And don’t—don’t jump like that indoors. People are staring, you idiot.”
“I can’t help it—I’m psyched! Besides, I usually can’t afford more than what’s necessary, when it comes to volleyball stuff. I didn't think they'd have so much.”
As he spoke, he ventured farther inside the store, taking in all of what surrounded him with varying levels of enthusiasm. There was, of course, more than just volleyball equipment in the store, but once he located the volleyball equipment, everything else seemed to disappear. Just like all the sports he’d tried as a child when he discovered volleyball.
And goodness, there was so much of it. Knee pads, athletic tape, different kinds of volleyballs, compression sleeves and socks, court shoes…
“Woah,” he gasped out in awe as he caught sight of the store’s line of apparel. “They have Karasuno hoodies? Wow! And Shiratorizawa! It says Shiratorizawa Academy Volleyball Club! And Aoba Jousai, and—”
“Why wouldn’t they have apparel for local school teams?” Kageyama interrupted with a brow arched. “Especially Shiratorizawa. They have one of the top three spikers in Japan. Look, they also have stuff for universities in Sendai.”
Hinata looked up at the hoodies in open adoration, eyes sparkling. “This is so cool.”
He continued staring for a few seconds but yelped when Kageyama veered off in another direction, and Hinata was quick to follow, not one to be left behind. It wasn’t long before they got what they came here for—new knee pads. Hinata also picked up some compression sleeves for his knees just because they reminded him of Bokuto, but his gaze lingered in the apparel section as they made their way back up front.
He stumbled into something solid after a few seconds and realized, belatedly, that Kageyama had stopped walking. He’d stopped walking and he was looking at Hinata.
“What?” Hinata asked, a bit self-conscious.
“If you want a hoodie so bad, go grab one,” Kageyama said, raising his brows again. “You’re always complaining about being cold, anyway.”
Hinata blinked up at Kageyama and then turned back to the Karasuno hoodies. It only had one wrack, unlike other schools, alternating between black fabric with orange characters and orange fabric with black characters.
A tempting idea. Very tempting. Still… “How much do you think they are?”
“Beats me. Go look.”
Hinata stuck out his tongue with a pout but complied nonetheless. It wasn’t long before he returned, crestfallen, to the spot where Kageyama stood waiting for him.
“They’re over four-thousand yen,” he said with his shoulders slumped.
“So?”
“So,” Hinata emphasized, “I can’t afford everything and a hoodie.”
“Then I’ll buy it for you.”
Hinata’s eyes blew wide. Kageyama shrugged nonchalantly as he said the words, and he said them so easily, without hesitation. And when Hinata failed to respond—only gaped at him like he was some kind of mythical creature—he frowned.
“What?”
Immediately, Hinata shook his head, over and over. He was so stunned by Kageyama’s words that he dropped what he was holding. “You don’t—I mean, I couldn’t ask you to do that!”
“You didn’t ask, dumbass,” Kageyama pointed out, bending over to pick up what had slipped from Hinata’s limp grip. “I offered.”
That was true. Something about Kageyama buying him something from here felt… weird—not bad, but odd in a way he couldn’t explain. Or… or perhaps odd wasn’t the right word. Profound, maybe. Like this was some kind of a new step in their friendship.
“I mean… you don’t have to accept if you don’t want,” Kageyama said awkwardly as he handed the knee pads and compression sleeves back to Hinata. “I just—well. Kozume got you that game, right? Buying… buying things for each other, that’s what friends do, right?”
Hinata blinked again. “Oh, um… sure. Yeah, I guess.”
That’s different, he wanted to say, except he wasn’t even sure why.
And maybe admitting that out loud would hurt Kageyama’s feelings. But it was true—Hinata’s relationship with Kenma was different than Hinata’s relationship with Kageyama. They were… well.
He felt things for Kageyama that he didn’t feel for Kenma. Things he didn't even understand.
“Ok,” Kageyama said, oblivious to Hinata’s inner turmoil. “Go get the one you want, then.”
“Will you get one, too?” Hinata blurted out without thinking.
It was Kageyama’s turn to blink. He did so several times, expression pinching together in confusion, before he tilted his head to the side and asked, “Why?”
“I dunno. It’d be… cool to match, I guess. What do you think?”
“Oh.” A pause. “Ok. Sure.”
Unlike Seijou’s and Shiratorizawa’s apparel, Karasuno’s merch was much closer to the floor and easily reachable without the help of an associate. In the end, Hinata picked the black one with orange characters, while Kageyama picked the orange one with black characters.
The strange anxiety in his chest eased slightly after everything was paid for, and when they got outside, Hinata was eager to climb into his new hoodie.
“Whoa, it’s so warm,” he said with a hum of delight. “Thanks, Kageyama!”
Kageyama frowned at him. “Idiot. Don’t you think you should wash it first?”
“I wanted to see how it fit!”
“Why’d you buy such a big size, anyway? It swallows you.”
“So we could trade if we ever wanted to!”
Kageyama paused in his steps, blinking some more. “Huh?”
A gasp a few feet away captured Hinata’s attention, stealing his response. His gaze darted in the direction of the sound, seeing an unfamiliar girl put a hand to her chest as she faced an equally unfamiliar boy.
“...you got me flowers?” she asked, appearing and sounding touched. “Ryo-kun, you shouldn’t have!”
“I wanted to,” the boy—Ryo-kun, apparently—replied.
“You’re confusing,” Kageyama said, pulling Hinata’s attention back to him. “C’mon, we have Saturday practice at one.”
He didn’t wait for Hinata to respond before he started walking off. Hinata adjusted his grip on the sack in his hand and let out an indignant noise. “Wha—hey, wait for me!”
Not flowers, but… Hinata snuck a glance at the orange fabric peaking out of Kageyama’s sack as he caught up with him easily. …it feels kinda the same.
hi! i'm gonna do my best! 🌄🌸 i've been a bit slow in starting things cos i've been in a lot of pain, with my spine being messed up again and my migraines. my goal is to have one fic written for takari week (it'll prbly be a surprise fic) and/or one set of headcanons.
i'm glad you're enjoying the hcs! :) i have more coming, i love writing them! i've just been bedridden but i'm toying with the dosage of my pain meds to make it more manageable. but i'm writing a little at a time :) thanks for sending this in!!
