Unexplained: Everything

He didn't seem real. As if he were made of everything we don't know about the universe. Everything, though mostly of why moths are attracted to light and how birds can migrate without getting lost.

He was absolutely amazing, an anomaly, too. And yes, his eyes were beautiful—but so was everything else. Everyone always talks about the eyes but can you really describe the ocean as only blue? Or only salty? There's so much more.

And he was everything that no one could explain.

His sweet voice pierced and shattered shadows, his smile parted the clouds, his hands held up the world as he was the SUN.

But he was also just such... such a dumbass.

Kageyama stared hard at Hinata, eyes narrowed intensely in thought. He wondered if he was allowed to be mad at Hinata for existing in a way that made him ...confused.

"You know when you stare at me like that it really freaks me out," Hinata laughed awkwardly, putting his hands up defensively and taking some steps back.

"Don't act scared of me!" Kageyama roared, taking steps forward and grabbing Hinata by the shirt, "I was just making sure you were real, okay?!"

"Uhh, uhhh huh" Hinata smiled nervously, sliding his hands over Kageyama's to keep him from pulling too hard, "it's really hard when you look scary and you're saying weird things?"

Kageyama hardened his grip but tore his gaze from the shorter boy. They were just outside the gym getting a few more playful tosses in after practice and everyone else had already gone home. It had been a particularly nice day and practice alone wasn't enough to exhaust their energy.

Hinata dragged his feet lightly on the dirt, kind of feeling like he was an astronaut on the moon from how much Kageyama was counteracting the gravity on him.

"Weird things?" Kageyama huffed, yeah sure it was weird. He wasn't going to admit that, though.

"Making sure I'm real? What do you mean?" It was Hinata's turn to stare as a dusting of pink graced Kageyama's face.

"I mean..." kageyama started, "that I really can't believe a dumbass like you can exist in this world".

Kageyama let him go and suddenly Hinata was back on the earth as a high school student again. Kageyama turned in search of his bag, flinging it over his shoulder as soon as he found it.

Hinata huffed and patted down his rumpled shirt, annoyed that Kageyama insulted him then just stopped paying attention to him.

"Well, you wanna know what I think?!" Hinata began, grabbing his own bag and dragging it haphazardly on the floor as he stomped closer to Kageyama.

"No." Kageyama responded in monotone, the corners of his mouth curled down in an almost exaggerated frown. There were still traces of pink sprinkled on his cheeks.

Hinata jabbed his finger onto Kageyama's chest, ignoring his response, "I can't believe I love someone as mean and grumpy as you!"

Time froze.

Now suddenly they were both in space, traveling at the speed of light for a moment that light cannot experience.

Then started again.

He paused, processing what he said after he said it—like a moron—rather than before—like you're supposed to.

"I..." Hinata started but the words wouldn't come out, he stared at anything but Kageyama as the color red took over his face while his heart paled in fear.

Kageyama grabbed Hinata's hand that still hovered between them, limply pointing to Kageyama's chest. He didn't have the words to make sense of his racing thoughts and overwhelming confusion or joy or surprise or everything all at once while understanding nothing.

He pressed Hinata's hand onto his chest, the beats of his heart resonating in his chest and through his body in a way that made his knees feel weak and Hinata's hand feel extra warm.

"It's dumb..." Kageyama whispered, "but you're so amazing and beautiful that I have to remind myself I'm not dreaming. And I think... that means I feel the same...".

He almost regretted saying it out loud, like he was exposing his darkest secret to the world—and it suddenly sounded much more lame to him than it did in his head.

But as soon as Hinata's eyes snapped back to his he knew that however lame it was and however vulnerable it made him.. it was so, so very true.

Hinata felt Kageyama's heart, imagining a small bird in its place, fluttering up his tingling fingertips to dance with his. He smiled wide.

"I'm real"

And everything no one could explain.