FALLING IN LOVE

Kenhina drabbles based off of these fluff prompts. Made for my friend Elliot who I admire and care about deeply.

FALLING IN LOVE

"You're really soft."

It wasn't that often that Kenma was bothered by something. Or at least it wasn't often that he showed he was bothered by something.

It was only when he stopped in the middle of practice to shove the offending hair behind his ear for the thousandth time did anyone really realize that Kenma was actually ticked off about it. It was exactly the fourth time after that when Yachi, who was sitting in the sidelines during practice, offered him to use a hair tie.

A few minutes after that he found himself sat down on the ground while Hinata kneeled above him braiding his hair after he claimed that he was really, really, really, good at braiding thanks to him helping his younger sister get ready. Kenma didn't mind Shouyou touching his hair because his hands were really soft.

Both stayed quiet until Kenma heard Shouyou whisper "You're really soft. Like a cat." His hands froze in place and Kenma swore he could feel the heat from his blush.

"You're really soft too Shouyou."

No one really questioned that Hinata would braide Kenma's hair everyday but both looked like they enjoyed each other's softness, even if it was in different forms.

"You smell nice"

Although Hinata had always loved the smell of the gym, he never really found a smell he liked more than Kenma's. That may sound weird but it was true. It reminded him of kittens, vanilla, and something he couldn't quite place.

Maybe it was his shampoo? It didn't really matter because no matter what happened throughout the day, if that smell hit his nose, everything was ok.

It wasn't something you said to a person. That you smell nice. However, something might have given it away when he hugged a little too long. Kenma didn't do anything especially when he found the smell of sunflowers and sunshine just as appealing.

"I'm here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses"

It really sucked. Being in Tokyo for training was fun in all, but not seeing all the stars every night made things a bit darker and more dreary. What could he say? HInata was a country boy through and through.

It was the observation that pulled his smile down a little bit the next day. Not that anyone noticed of course, not with him bouncing off the walls. Not everyone was unobservant though. When they were along and actually still, Kenma would glance sideways through his bangs and notice the longing glances at the sky.

When his Shouyou started his new tradition of getting his "daily fix of hugs and kisses" he protested until he saw how happy it made Shouyou. Years later Shouyou explained it was a tradition to look at the stars every night with his sister Natsu. He stated getting his hugs and kisses because he wanted something else that made him happier than playing volleyball.

"Is it possible to love too much?"

With anxiety, sleepless nights came too often, but tonight the only question that was floating around Kenma's head was "Is it possible to love too much?".

Every single time he saw that smile light up the room, he swore his heart stopped. As soon as Kuroo noticed his little crush, the teasing never stopped. He often found his eyes fixated at the sun incarnation and found himself not panicking when talking to Shouyou (which was new to him) but panicking about how easy it was.

He didn't get much sleep that night, but Hinata didn't either as he told Natsu all about his "friend" in Tokyo.

"I don't wanna get up- you're comfy."

Getting hit in the face with a volley ball often ended up with Shouyou on the floor. At first Nekoma was worried for the little fucking puffball, but when the entirety of Karasuno walked around him and continued as normal, they just figured it was a normal occurrence.

Kenma didn't know how hat was, because his eyes always seemed to follow Shouyou no matter how far he jumped or how far he fell when hit the floor. He was distracted from his thoughts when Kuroo pulled him to the bench. Apparently Bokoto and Kurro were going to see who could chug their water the fastest. Whoopty-fucking-do.

It wasn't until the cicadas started buzzing and the wavering sun set behind the nicknamed Hill of Hell did Kenma see Shouyou again. Or not seeing him was what happened. Kenma did trip over him. He feel on top of the smaller so that his chest was on his stomach and his arms were spread in front of him. He felt Shouyou laugh underneath him rather than heard it due to the blood rushing to his ears.

Once he calmed down, like that cat he was, he realized that his new found surface was rather comfy. When Kenma felt the same heat he felt from the sun underneath him, he realized he said that aloud. He didn't know Shouyou could blush like that.

"I will always be there protect you."

Normally, there would be plenty of of smiles to go around. Hinata was like one of those McDonald's who had seemingly endless smiles to go around. "Seemingly" was the key word here.

Normally, it would be Shouyou talking endlessly till it was closer to set alarm compared to the time they went to sleep. "Sleep" was the key part of the equation that they had to find. Lots of nights this elusive beast that comforted and protected so many was nowhere to be found.

It was one of the rare nights where Shouyou's parents were fighting. Natsu was lucky enough to fall asleep in her brother's room, but the brother himself was not so lucky. Talking through the hours of fighting was all Kenma could do. While Kageyama was there, Shouyou would be invincible. While he wasn't though, Kenma would protect him from hundreds of miles away.

"I'm cold. Come closer."

You would think that being the incarnation of sunshine, Hinata would be a little warmer in the cool night air. However, Kenma's pastel 80's jacket was the thing he wanted most in this moment.

Kenma had come to spend the weekend with Karasuno, but everyone felt the need to have fun outside in the snow. It was all fun and games until the adrenaline wore off and he was left with soggy socks and fingers that felt too fat to do anything with. Now all he wanted was a ton of hot chocolate… which he had to walk all the way home for.

After saying goodbye (Which included yelling from other clubs to "shut up you damn Volleygays") Kenma and Hinata made their way home. Hinata was pointing seemingly random stuff out to hide the fact he was cold, but it must not have been enough because Hinata was grabbed by his pointing wrist and gently pulled him closer.

"I'm cold. Come closer," Kenma softly said.

Hinata leaned forward to look at his face but there was no acknowledgement, other than a side glance, and he acted like this was completely normal. If this would become normal, Hinata would gladly forget his jacket so this would happen even more.