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It was a usual day. Usual, as in Kageyama and Hinata are the only ones left to practice on their own: something that everyone, including the faculty, has already accepted.
It's quiet right now. Kageyama thinks they've both grown quieter over the years. Of course, Hinata's
It's quiet right now. Kageyama thinks they've both grown quieter over the years. Of course, Hinata's
cheerful, bright self wouldn't change, he's still like that all the time, but when it's the two of them left, he's become quieter. Because Kageyama has learned to know what he says, what he needs just by one look, that sometimes, words aren't necessary.
They've been on it for almost half an hour nowㅡtoss, spike, serve, receiveㅡand they're taking their five-minute break. Hinata's seated at the middle of the court, staring too intently on his phone.
"What is it?" Kageyama asks, "You've been staring at that for so long."
Hinata looks at him blankly.
"Someone confessed to me."
Hinata looks at him blankly.
"Someone confessed to me."
"What?"
Kageyama heard it perfectly. Hinata shows him the screen of his phone.
"A second year."
"Who is it?" he peeks at Hinata's phone. Confessions aren't strange anymore, for them but something stabs him in the chest whenever Hinata tells him that he's received another one.
Kageyama heard it perfectly. Hinata shows him the screen of his phone.
"A second year."
"Who is it?" he peeks at Hinata's phone. Confessions aren't strange anymore, for them but something stabs him in the chest whenever Hinata tells him that he's received another one.
Not because he's envious, he, himself receives some of them, but becauseㅡ
"Do you know her?" Hinata interrupts his thoughts, he always have, he always did.
"Who?"
"Yamamoto Mei."
"Oh, yeah. She's popular."
He looks at Hinata's face.
"And pretty."
"Do you know her?" Hinata interrupts his thoughts, he always have, he always did.
"Who?"
"Yamamoto Mei."
"Oh, yeah. She's popular."
He looks at Hinata's face.
"And pretty."
Silence.
"Oh."
Silence. Kageyama stares. Far too intently. Far too intensely.
"What are you gonna do?"
Hinata sprawls on the wooden floor, "She said she's going to come find me tomorrow for my answer."
"Oh."
Silence. Kageyama stares. Far too intently. Far too intensely.
"What are you gonna do?"
Hinata sprawls on the wooden floor, "She said she's going to come find me tomorrow for my answer."
"Oh."
"I hate this," Hinata groans, staring at the bright, bright lights above. Kageyama stares at him, and he thinks that Hinata's just as bright. No, brighter.
"I'm not good at rejecting people," Hinata turns to him, "Say, Tobio, would you help me?
"I hate this," Hinata groans, staring at the bright, bright lights above. Kageyama stares at him, and he thinks that Hinata's just as bright. No, brighter.
"I'm not good at rejecting people," Hinata turns to him, "Say, Tobio, would you help me?
"What?"
"Practice my rejection speech!"
He tilts his head in confusion, "Me?"
"Yeah! Then you can tell me if I'm being too harsh," Hinata sits back up, cross-legged, facing him, "Okay, here goes!"
Kageyama didn't even have the chance to say no.
"Practice my rejection speech!"
He tilts his head in confusion, "Me?"
"Yeah! Then you can tell me if I'm being too harsh," Hinata sits back up, cross-legged, facing him, "Okay, here goes!"
Kageyama didn't even have the chance to say no.
"Yamamoto-san," Hinata says, his face suddenly serious, and it kind of looks like the face he has on when they're in a matchㅡsolemn and serious.
"You seem like a wonderful person."
Kageyama can't do anything but stare at him. Hinata smiles, just a little bit, shy.
"You seem like a wonderful person."
Kageyama can't do anything but stare at him. Hinata smiles, just a little bit, shy.
"And I appreciate your feelings, I really do."
Hinata looks straight at him, and Kageyama's stomach flips. He feels his eyes widen.
"But you know, my mind is set to something really important, my goals, my dreamsㅡand there's really nothing else."
Hinata looks straight at him, and Kageyama's stomach flips. He feels his eyes widen.
"But you know, my mind is set to something really important, my goals, my dreamsㅡand there's really nothing else."
He looks at him, apologetically, regretfully. "There's nothing else."
A moment passes. Kageyama feels his heart shatter into little pieces.
"How's that?"
They're destined for great things. Things that are bigger than them, bigger than things like love.
A moment passes. Kageyama feels his heart shatter into little pieces.
"How's that?"
They're destined for great things. Things that are bigger than them, bigger than things like love.
Kageyama knows. He knows that it isn't the right time. It will never be the right time for the two of them.
And yetㅡ
Kageyama loves Hinata. He loves him so much he feels that he'd break.
"Sounds good to me."
And yetㅡ
Kageyama loves Hinata. He loves him so much he feels that he'd break.
"Sounds good to me."
[end of thread] sorry bout dat
