warnings:
-AU Domestic KageHina.
-Characters, especially Kageyama, maybe a bit OOC [ for the plot requires him so :P ], consider yourselves warned.
-M rated fic. Future chapters contains romance [sex included] between males. If it's not your cup of tea, then please do not proceed. ^^
disclaimer: haikyuu! is not mine.
CHAPTER ONE
The day started as usual, woke up to the sound of the alarm, made coffee, run the shower water and stood under it until the water turned cold - Hinata does these like clockwork.
"Yeah, I'll have it ready in an hour or so. Just woke up and I need to stretch a bit." Through speaker phone, Hinata spoke.
"It's alright. I figured you've stayed under the showers for too long."
"Sometimes I wonder if you're really my editor or my mother." Hinata chuckled and cuts the line.
Facing the laptop he slaved himself and typed. He isn't delinquent when it comes to his deadlines, finishing his chapter a day early, like always, Hinata called the bike courier and sent his manuscript. Just like he told his editor, he finished his work under an hour.
"Yes, Dear, I sent it already. Should be there in a few minutes." Hinata fixed his glasses, safely fastened it on his nose bridge. He looked at his watch and saw that he still have time before his favorite show starts.
"Thanks Hinata. I'll catch you later."
"See you, Yachi."
"Hmm." It's about lunch time and there's nothing to eat in Hinata's home. Tough luck, he thought. He's in no mood to cook since the weather is terribly hot today. It'll just make his apartment even hotter than it is. Which reminded him that he needed to call the Apartment Manager to have his AC and vents checked out.
"I guess I'll go and ask him on my way out, then."
Hinata went to the bathroom and washed his face. Over the years of wearing eyeglasses, the top of Hinata's nose bridge, near his eyes - has an indentation in it. He wanted to wear contact lenses, but his hands always had ink in it from writing or jotting down notes and ideas. Thus he gave up on the thought.
After he tidied himself up again, combed his hair and tried to make it as manageable as he could, Hinata grabbed his jacket, keys, wallet and phone and closed the door.
"Hello. Going out?" His neighbor; Mrs. Matsunaga, asked him and offered some of the oranges she had on her grocery bags. Hinata took one and opened the door for her. "Yeah, I'm going out. I'm in a mood for some pasta or fish. Or, hmm, both?" He chuckled.
"Haha, Okay. You take care, thanks." She said.
"You too."
"Eh, wait, Hinata-kun. I forgot to tell you. Our Manager got replaced by his grandson yesterday. He had to come home due to his health. You know the city isn't the best for someone who has issues with their respiration. Anyways, his name is Kageyama Tobio, or something? Around your age, so you should greet him out when you have the time."
"Oh? Then I think I will. I have something I needed from him as well. Please say hi to the old man for me if you have his contact information. Thanks for this." Hinata tossed the orange in the air and caught it again before he walked out and went into the elevator.
"Let's see." checking his phone for a place to eat, Hinata didn't realize that he still hasn't pushed the floor buttoned and the elevator door opened again.
"Ah! Wait!" An unfamiliar man wearing a white shirt and faded jeans called him out to hold the door. Instinctively, Hinata did.
"Thanks." said the man and punched the 'G' button on the elevator.
Because the said man is wearing a cap with its visor pulled down, Hinata can't see the man's facial features. All he knows is that the man smelled like cigarettes and it wasn't unpleasant.
As a man too, Hinata felt envious of him. He's tall, someone like him could well be an athlete, or a model.
Hinata's not short himself. Luckily, during Hinata's college years, his height grew up to 170-172cm considering how he looked like during middle school and high school, this is a big improvement.
Still, right next to the guy whose height is almost hitting the top of the elevator ceiling, he looked short - again.
"Err. Excuse me, are you the new Manager?" asked Hinata.
The man looked at him, from head to toe, and sighed. "Yeah? What about it?" he said.
Taken aback by the man's unfriendly tone, Hinata fumbled over his words. "Ah, Um. Well, see. There's something wrong with my unit's AC and the vent seemed to not.. work properly." He said. Realizing his rudeness asking the guy to work for him on his first day, Hinata introduced himself.
"I'm Hinata Shouyo, from room 502-B. And you're Kageyama Tobio-san, is it?" he tried to sound as polite as he could. But the ride down is already over and Kageyama - whose gaze still plastered in front and not on Hinata - walked in long strides and to his office.
"Lunch Break." the man simply said and closed the door on Hinata's face just as Hinata was about to enter after him.
"How.. How rude!" Hinata burst his angered out and peeked in the glass window of the office to see the man. It's true that it's almost 12nn but it wouldn't kill him to at least hear Hinata out, Hinata thought.
"Hey!" he tapped the window glass to get the man's attention, but it failed for the said man plugged an earphone in his ears and lifted his feet on the table. He then crossed his arms on his chest and closed his eyes, seemingly lost in the music and this infuriated Hinata even more.
But what can he do at times like this? He had no choice but to be back after the break.
"The nerve of that man!" Hinata yelled out his frustration just as he reached their parking lot. He knew it's not a good idea to start driving while he's still hasn't calmed down from his anger, Hinata breathed in and out and patted his chest.
"Okay." he said to himself and started his engine. A few checks here and there and he rolled away.
"Maybe he had a bad day. Uhn." He nodded to himself. Analyzing the situation, the source of Hinata's anger; Kageyama, just arrived yesterday, he might be tired and hungry. He also had to address the problems the old man left, so of course he'll be cranky. And since Hinata has been rude, asking the man to do work on the first time they talked to, it's only natural that the man would feel insulted in a sense.
"Ah, shit. Now I feel guilty." Hinata admitted to himself. He did make a jerk move and now he's riddled with this nagging feeling that he needs to apologize.
"I guess there's no harm in apologizing later. Yep, I'll do that." even though he was peeved by being answered rudely at first blush, Hinata isn't immature, or at least he thought he wasn't. Apologizing isn't a big deal. He's going to live with the man in a sense. He'll often see Kageyama through his office window every time he comes home.
Not to mention for someone like him, whose work requires him to stay at home most of the time, he's bound to ask favors with the Manager. Things like taking care of packages for him, take outs, deliveries, and so on.
Already in regret mode, Hinata parked his car at the first restaurant he saw. From the looks of it, it's somehow a casual dining. Perfect for his get up.
"Table for one, please. I often sit over there when I come here, but if it's not available, then no worries. I'll wait." said Hinata to the Maître d'. Of course, it's all a lie. Hinata's never been in this restaurant before. But presenting oneself as important; seat reserved always - and has money to spend, would create an effect that they should sit him first, and give him priority.
"It seems that your usual seat, Mr?" The Maître d' asked.
"Hinata. Shouyo Hinata. Wait." Hinata pulled out a card out of his pocket and gave it to the man. Naturally, seeing his business card with 'Sensei' and 'Writer' on it, gave him another boost.
"Ah, Sensei. Your usual seat isn't ready, but can I interest you with a seat near the window instead? Similarly, it has less foot traffic as well." said the man in a polite manner.
"That'll be great. Thank you." he followed the escort to his table, and looked at the people still waiting to be seated. None of the people thought that this was rather unfair, cause Hinata held himself high. They all thought - their faces said so - that they met an important man. Sure enough, Hinata heard one female wondering who he was, because he wore a sneaker and jeans. A tad plain for the place.
"What're we having for today?" The waiter asked and Hinata started ordering his food. Glad everything's been running smoothly unlike earlier.
Still, Hinata couldn't stop thinking about Kageyama's words from when they'd spoke.
Truthfully, Hinata thought the man was a bit intriguing. Occupational hazard aside - people watching that is - Hinata is gay. Of course, someone the same age as he is, not to mention the body is perfectly his type, he'll be a bit interested. And the fact that he isn't going out as often as he had, he'll be - at the minimum. Hinata felt frustrated by this fact.
'Shit.' he muttered under his breath and drank the water that was given to him.
"Ah, Excuse me." called Hinata out to the waiter while he combed that reddish orange hair of his with his fingers. "It'd be perfect if you can give me a wine, glass only, that'd go well with my fish." He pointed out.
"Certainly." the waiter replied as he filled the redhead's glass with water, again.
"Hello?" a little over one in the afternoon, Hinata knocked on the Manager's office once again. He needed the AC fixed soon, for the summer is near and for someone like him who rarely goes out even to shop for groceries - when he starts on his project yet again, it'll be brutal.
A little girl - probably around five or six years old, with a pony tail and a long red skirt opened up the door.
Surprised, Hinata looked around to check whether Kageyama is around, but he saw none.
"I'm looking for the Manager? Is he around?" Hinata crouched down a little to address the girl face to face. Wary, the little one stepped back and held the door knob tightly. She shook her head before she took her eyeglasses that's been strung around her neck with an old fashion eyeglass string.
"My dad mentioned you might come. Please wait a moment inside. Show me your ID first." She said in a small voice. But the fact that she's smart made Hinata a little at ease.
"Dad? Who's your Daddy?" Hinata asked.
"Kageyama Tobio." She said.
"Eh?" Hinata's pulse quickened. So he's married? And this girl is his kid? He asked himself and stared at her.
Luckily, he schooled his expression before he scared the little one further. "I think it's best to wait outside the office, while you wait inside. Go and close the door, I'll be right here." He said.
"Okay." she said with a little voice. He forgot to ask her name but there's another time, Hinata thought.
After a minute, Kageyama entered the building. The sliding glass door opened and there's a buzz after. "Welcome back." Hinata called out and Kageyama got a surprise.
"Hinata-san, was it?" he said, while he opened the door to his office, and Hinata followed him.
"Hinata's fine. I'm sorry for earlier. I realized I was being rude to you, you must be tired." He said and looked at Kageyama. He still wore his hat, but his clothes' been changed into a black polo shirt. If Hinata's going to guess, then it must be because Kageyama picked his kid up from a nursery or school.
"Excuse me for a second, Hinata." Kageyama said.
"Tsubasa, go ahead and eat this." Kageyama said to his daughter and tapped her shoulders. She's reading something and from the looks of it, she's really into it.
Hinata, again, thought the girl was a smart one. Reading for pleasure is rare for kids her age. And reading a book is even rarer.
"Okay. And you?" She asked as his father stacked the trays of lunch boxes in front of her. She used the table meant for receiving guests as her dining and clapped her hands. "Itadakimasu.", said she and her Dad removed the book she had on her lap.
"I'll eat after this. You go ahead. Chew your food slowly, okay." he said.
Hinata on the other hand, sat quietly in one corner, looking at their interactions. Kageyama sounded stiff and strict, but his daughter smiled widely when she saw him. Maybe he's sweet to her, is what Hinata thought. Somehow his chest swelled. At his age, having a daughter or son is not uncommon.
In fact, his editor and friend Yachi's been married for a year, with his classmate and friend - Yamaguchi. Though most of them still calls Hitoka Yachi as Yachi instead of Yamaguchi. Hinata thought it's probably soon before they; the Yamaguchi's, have a kid of their own.
"So I already checked the vents and there's no problem. Most probably, the problem is the filter for it. The logged said that it's been cleaned at least six months ago. Might as well clean it now. If you can do it, then that's good. If not, then I can help you. But I still have to fix the leaky pipes from the third floor." Kageyama spoke, coming back to business mode, stood up and got the logged book from his table. He seemed to be the type to be serious at everything and Hinata is relieved.
"May I sit here?" He asked if he can sit in the chair near Kageyama's desk and latter welcomed him to do so. Kageyama then removed his cap to reveal his face.
To be honest, he isn't the very handsome type of man. His scowl on his face added the fact that he isn't approachable, too. But his height, his serious demeanor, his posture - and complexion, made the man irresistible. In fact, he can be categorized as ruggedly handsome.
"Is there something wrong? Your face is red." Kageyama pointed out and Hinata covered his mouth and shook his head.
"It's nothing. It's hot outside and I suddenly relaxed here with the AC on full blast." he said. He can't help but hate himself right now. How can he think indecent things when the man has his daughter eating her meal not far away from them. And the possibility that Kageyama already has a Mrs. back home.
There was a moment of silence between the three as Kageyama wrote something in his logged. Only the silence was punctured by the call of a second serving of food by Tsubasa; Kageyama's little girl.
"Go ahead and eat the second box, but only half of it." Kageyama sat at his desk while Hinata waited for whatever it is Kageyama's doing.
This is the first time he experienced anything like this, for the old man - probably Kageyama's grandpa - only asked for certain things and dispatched workers or worked the problem himself. The building or apartment complex, is fairly old. But just three years ago, the Kageyama family from Miyabi prefect received an ample amount of money and renovated the whole place. By that time, Hinata moved in here so he hasn't experienced calling for maintenance that often.
"Here." Kageyama gave a piece of paper to Hinata, and the latter read what it said.
"Eh?" Hinata looked at the paper and back to the man. "If the AC isn't fixed by tomorrow, It'll be hard for me cause I work at home." Hinata isn't really demanding, since it looked like Kageyama is a professional.
"I can't look into it right now, for my schedule is quite full. I'm already headed to the third floor. Do you have a fan you can use in the meantime?" he asked, leaning back against his chair.
"No. Unfortunately, I do not." Hinata said and looked at the time. It's still early and he knows he can still pick one up, inconvenient as it may sound.
"No worries. I can lend you ours." Kageyama offered, surprising Hinata.
"Tsubasa, lock the doors. We're going to get our fan." Kageyama asked her daughter and little one nodded. After she locked the doors, Kageyama stood up from his seat.
"Follow me." He said to the redhead and the latter got confused, but dare not ask anything. He just followed the man like a little chick with his mom, and the two of them left the little girl in the office as they went in the next room, adjoined by the one where they came from.
"Where is it?" Kageyama led Hinata to their quarters, his and his daughter's. It wasn't big, probably One LDK size. Divided by Kageyama's and Tsubasa's sleeping mats. One side has everything the girl needs, her drawers, desk, a small TV and a little bookshelf.
The other side has Kageyama's drawer, a desk with a laptop on it and a picture of a baby, most probably Tsubasa, and a jacket hanged near the window. From where Hinata stood, the door near him looked like the toilet. He checked back and forth and realized there's no bath in this room. Of course, since it's small. Not to mention, intended for temporary sleeping quarters.
"Here." Kageyama carried a tall stand Electric fan and gave it to Hinata. It wasn't heavy, but there's the difficulty in handling such things, for Hinata isn't used to carrying stuff.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay without this?" he asked, he dare not look at the man right now, cause Kageyama is wiping his sweat using the hem of his shirt. The redhead, however much he tried to evade it, caught a glimpse of the man's stomach.
"Ngh." he groaned when he saw a fine set of chiselled abdomen.
"I thought so, you're sick aren't you?" Kageyama asked.
"Sick? Whaaatt?" Hinata couldn't believe what he's hearing. Has he been found out that he looked at the man weirdly and that's why been called sick? Hinata paled at the thought.
"Your face was red earlier, you sound like you're holdin' a cough and now you're pale. Seriously, if you're sick, please have yourself checked. We have kids around the building." Kageyama said, escorting the man out of their room. It's clear that Hinata misinterpreted something and he felt ashamed of himself. He shouldn't feel like this, especially to such a caring dad - caring enough for Hinata's eyes.
"Thanks. Yeah, maybe I will. Thanks for this as well. I'll buy one tomorrow, since I might use it for a few days." Hinata grabbed the fan and walked out as swiftly as he could and all Kageyama can see is that the man has been acting weird.
"Why did he run, Dad?" Tsubasa, finishing the second boxed bento asked his Dad and Kageyama hits the back of her head lightly.
"Told you not to eat a lot, are you even listening? You gluttonous brat."
"Did you make a move on him?" Tsubasa leered, teasing her old man.
"Shut it, kid." Kageyama said and joined her for their very late lunch.
"But you know Dad.." she said and gave Kageyama the pet bottled-tea to open it.
He uncapped the bottle and gave it to her, after which he started eating his meal. He supposed he can live with eating just one, since his child finished the other bento. Tomorrow, he'll have to set up the small kitchen so he can cook at least.
"What is it?" he asked Tsubasa when she didn't finish what she was about to say.
Tsubasa grabbed the tea and gulped it a few times; comes a very loud burp after and her Dad sighed loudly. Growing up without a mother is a bad influence on her, it seemed.
"I think..." Tsubasa paused again and rested the bottle on top of the table. "..Hinata-san is gay, just like you." she giggled afterwards.
Kageyama sputtered the food in his mouth all over the table.
a/n; Tsubasa ( written as 翼 in Kanji ) means "Wing" /s