"Are you okay?" Kageyama asked. His throat sounded clogged with sleep, but he was awake enough. His face came forward and ducked over Hinata's shoulder; he buried it in the soft but sweaty skin at the dip between his neck and shoulder. Hinata clasped Kageyama's hand, shifting it lower, over his middle. Kageyama spread his long fingers wide across Hinata's stomach.
Screaming about this commission from Joss (instagram | patre0n) based on a scene from my fic, Diving Reflex. Are you dead?? Because I'm dead.















