❛ @setcourt
‘ ---- are you an idiot?! are you an IDIOT?! why would you do that?! ’
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❛ @setcourt
‘ ---- are you an idiot?! are you an IDIOT?! why would you do that?! ’
setcourt replied to your post “he sees hinata having a difficulty with himself again. he stalks...”
literally it's been few hours and i still cant stop reading and screaming over this, what have you done
he sees hinata having a difficulty with himself again. he stalks forward, cautiously taking one step after another as his eyes remained fixed on the smaller figure. he doesn't say anything, merely observed for a bit more before he'd reach out to place a palm on his shoulder. but even then, still no words left his mouth. instead, it was an encouraging smile sent at his way; one that told him to '𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨'. then like that, he goes on to do some practice as well.
he’s fallen into the same mantra of pathetic’s and you’ll never be the ace and why do you even practice anymore? and the dull motions of bouncing the ball, tossing it, and then pitifully attempting to spike it over the net ( his words come back to him, almost teasing him as they repeat the fact that he can touch it ‘3 out of 10 times !!’ and he just feels… tired. ) . his arms and hands are red from practicing and he can’t quite remember when he came to the gym, but he suspects it’s been a long time from the sweat dripping from his skin.
he tosses the ball again and watches it fly in the air before jumping, making a motion with his hand –
– and then falling to the floor ( that has to hurt ) , ball dropping on his head as if to add insult to injury. hinata watches the ball bounce away and the same words are assaulting him now, louder, mocking him, and suddenly he hears the same chiding of his elementary and junior high peers, telling him to go away ( ah - kids have always been cruel to him ) . they’ve always been brutally honest with him ( you’re not good at sports, hinata. you’re not good at this, hinata. i thought you were good ‘cause you jump high but you’re not good at anything, hinata. ) . the captain’s words ring in his ear amidst all the chaos like a beacon and he squeezes his eyes shut, takes a deep breath, stands up and brushes his pants off.
your personality is your weapon –you’re hardworking and honest....being able to work hard and be honestit’s really a valuable talent.
the captain knows what to say, it’s his job ( then again, there aren’t other third years in the club, so he supposes sawamura didn’t have a choice ) . for that, hinata is grateful. at least someone believes in him.
the hand on his shoulder makes him flinch ( he hopes that it isn’t the monster from the horror movie he’s watched a couple of nights ago, that’d be disastrous ) and he turns around, blinking. the encouraging smile seems out of place on kageyama’s face ( sure, he’s seen him smile before, but encouraging him of all people? weird. maybe the aliens got to him. ) .
it isn’t until kageyama leaves and hinata goes to pick up the volleyball that he registers the smile and something resembling hope flourishes in his chest ( he believes in him - he believes in him - kageyama doesn’t think he’s a waste of space !! he believes he can really do better - !! ) . he stares at the volleyball, a smile breaking out on his face and it feels like sunshine has peeked through glum clouds. with a spin of his heel, hinata turns, waving to the setter and calling to him.
❛ hey, kageyama !! throw me some tosses, yeah? ❜
setcourt replied to your post “flicks his forehead.”
he's going to punch him
runs as fast as he can. bye hinata.
flicks his forehead.
❛ ack! ❜ he staggers back and flinches, taking a moment to realize what the other had done, his face momentarily dazed as his eyes blink. once he’s gotten over the initial shock of the situation, hinata rubs at his forehead, mouth forming a frown as eyebrows furrow. he didn’t not expect this out of the other first year, but it’s still a surprise.
without speaking another word, he jumps ( not too much, though, he doesn’t want to overestimate and jump way above him ) to reach kageyama’s height and flicks him back, harder than he did to him. once he’s landed back safely on his feet, he tries his best to keep his face even, not letting the smug smile show ( he doesn’t want the other to harm him more, after all ) .
❛ there!! ❜ he huffs, ❛ now we’re even. ❜