Summary: Hinata doesn't think Kageyama is a very attentive boyfriend. Meanwhile, Kageyama's concerned the rest of the volleyball team are onto them... kagehina sex happens.

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It was only 8:47am but it had already been a long day for Tobio Kageyama, as he'd somehow managed to upset his boyfriend, Hinata... without even going near him.

'Is Hinata here?' Yamaguchi asked, approaching Kageyama during first year's homeroom session. Kageyama scanned the classroom for a hint of orange, unable to find it.

'I can't see him.'

'Oh... I thought you two walked to school together... you don't live by each other?'

'We usually meet by the bus stop,' confirmed Kageyama. 'But I came in early today-one of my family gave me a lift. I didn't get time to tell Hinata.'

'Ah... do you think he's still waiting for you?'

Kageyama didn't say anything, but his fingers curled slightly on his lap.

'I'm just concerned, you know?' Yamaguchi continued, in a faraway voice. '...Hinata's so small! Someone could shut him in a cupboard and trap him there for weeks... or mistake him for a first schooler-'

'Excuse me. I have something to take care of,' Kageyama said, walking out of the classroom in a stiff and composed stance until he got past the school gates... then the soles of his school shoes slapped against the frozen ground as he ran, cursing underneath his breath.

'That idiot!'

Okay, so maybe looking back, the situation was partially Kageyama's fault. Yes, he and Hinata did usually wait for each other each morning at the bus stop in the middle of their homes, but Kageyama had thought that if he didn't show up five minutes after the agreed time, then Hinata would have enough common sense to walk to school without him, but apparently not.

He found Hinata standing by the edge of the bus stop with a fine layer of snow covering the hat on his head. Hinata's lips were slightly blue, his mitten-covered hands shaking as he gripped the side of his school rucksack, looking ahead in a distressed way; seeing him like that made Kageyama hate himself.

'Hey... you coming to school?'

Quiet. Hinata's shoulders shook lightly.

'Hinata... any longer and you'll turn into a snowman-'

'Is that all you have to say to me?' Hinata yelled-temper exploding. 'Not even: 'sorry for making you wait,' or: 'sorry, I'm king of the assholes-'

'Hinata, listen... I think you should calm down. I'm new to this, and I'm not a very good boyfriend-'

'You are the worst boyfriend!' Hinata screamed. 'Kageyama, you left me to freeze to death in the snow!'

'In my defence,' replied Kageyama, growling. 'We didn't arrange this. You just assumed-'

'We had a mutual agreement, Kageyama! M-U-T-U-A-L: it means I don't have to say it... you should just know to wait for me before school-'

'Well, I'm sorry for not having E.S.P-'

'Well, I'm sorry for dating you! We're through!' Hinata screamed, stomping off up an icy slope then slipping and falling over on his face. Kageyama helped Hinata up, holding the smaller boy's shoulders.

'...You okay?'

'I still love you,' Hinata whimpered, rubbing his face into Kageyama's coat lapel, sniffing. 'Kageyama, will you take me back?'

On average, Hinata and Kageyama broke up and got back together about twelve times a week. At first, Hinata had used it as a control mechanism ('Kageyama, give me a spoonful of your ice cream or I don't love you') then when Kageyama had said: 'fine,' they'd entered this vicious cycle-but Kageyama was fine with the arrangement for three reasons:

1) The make-up kissing was hot.

2) They never really broke up, because the phrase was just meant as the world's least effective threat, and:

3) They always got back together in the end.

Still, that didn't mean that Kageyama didn't get pissed off with Hinata, because he did. On multiple occasions.

'Kageyama, you're not letting the rest of the team have enough time with the ball,' said coach Ukai, crossing his arms over his chest after blowing the whistle. 'I know it's what comes naturally, but you're part of a team... remember to share.'

It was true that old habits die hard, and Kageyama still found it difficult to share the ball during practice. It wasn't that he didn't trust the rest of Karasuno... this was just the way he'd played all of his life, and it was hard to shake. He gave a stern nod, recognising his own weakness.

Hinata, as per usual, took the situation entirely the wrong way:

'Why don't you just play volleyball by yourself, Kageyama?!' He demanded, following Kageyama into the changing rooms. 'If you think that us dating will make me go easy on you in volleyball, then you've got another thing coming-Kageyama, your practice today sucked!'

Hinata's voice cracked when he shouted-Kageyama found it hard to take him seriously when he was so cute. Hinata puffed his cheeks like a blowfish and they glared at each other.

'Why do you have to be so angry all of your life?'

'Why do you have to be such a dick all of your life?!' Hinata shouted, and in that moment the changing room door clicked open and the rest of the team poured in, staring at Hinata and Kageyama, Kageyama and Hinata staring back.

'Nice to see you both fully clothed this time,' Tanaka said, giving Kageyama a knowing grin. Hinata summarised that if you could kill other people with looks, then Kageyama would have had Tanaka hung, drawn and quartered a thousand times over by now, as he was staring knives in Tanaka's direction.

'Sorry,' Sawamura said, softly. 'Did we interrupt something?'

'I heard the word: 'dick,' Nishinoya imputed, and he and Tanaka snickered. Kageyama turned his death glare on Nishinoya who had obviously recognised trouble as he'd begun to slowly back out of the door.

'Nothing,' replied Kageyama, in a dead voice. 'Just Hinata overreacting. As usual.'

Hinata huffed and opened his mouth to say something when Sawamura called him and Kageyama back onto a corner of the court in private, his tone serious but patient.

'You two probably want to get home, so I'll get straight to the point,' he begun. 'You both have been acting differently lately... is everything okay?'

Hinata went to reply, when Kageyama cut him off-

'We're fine.'

'Is Tanaka teasing you because he walked in on you both changing?' Sawamura said, giving Kageyama an understanding look which told Kageyama he'd had this conversation all too many times. He sighed. 'Tanaka's a serial offender for that... do you know the girls volleyball team have to keep a mop by their door?'

'What do they do with the mop?' Hinata asked.

'You know,' Sawamura tiled his head. 'I never asked. But whatever they do, it doesn't stop him.'

'Maybe he's a masochist?' Hinata asked. 'Uhh... wait: were masochists the ones who like being hurt or the ones who liked hurting people...?'

'More importantly,' Kageyama replied, preferring not to introduce Hinata into the world of BDSM and fill his little head with ideas just yet. 'It's getting late... Hinata and I should probably go home before it gets dark.'

Sawamura nodded.

'I understand. Ever since we all pressured you both into playing that ridiculous 'gay chicken' game, we feel so guilty for making you uncomfortable... any way, as captain of the team, I want you to know that if something's bothering either of you, we can find a way to help. If there's anything on your mind, then just come out and say it.'

'He knows,' Hinata announced, as they got changed-the rest of the team having finished. 'They all know we're dating.'

'They don't.'

'They do! They'd have to be blind, deaf and stupid-'

'Most of them, then...' Kageyama muttered, pulling his school uniform over his head. Hinata came closer slowly.

'Either you tell them,' he said, slowly. 'Or they find out.'

'You know I'm going to tell them,' Kageyama muttered, avoiding Hinata's eyes. 'I'm waiting for things to get more serious...'

'Kageyama, I've had your dick up my ass-how much more serious can things get?!'

Kageyama thought Hinata had a fair point, but they'd only been dating for a few weeks... it had nothing to do with not liking Hinata, and everything to do with the fact that Kageyama was still processing the situation. He couldn't dive into things as impulsively as Hinata: he had to take time to strategize. Assess. Calculate. Process this relationship for what it was.

'I'll drop you home today!' Hinata chirped, as they left the changing rooms.

'What do you mean: 'drop?' Kagayama asked. 'That sounds questionable.'

'Well, I left my bike here the other day, so-'

'You can't mean-'

'I brought the extra seat for the back!' Hinata yelled, tugging the seat out of his gym bag and holding it to the light as if God had blessed it. 'Dad bought it for me to take Natsu when I go cycling and she threw up on it a few times, but I cleaned it-!'

'I'm not getting on that!' Kageyama growled. 'Absolutely not. Never.'

Hinata's big chocolate eyes went wide, and his hair flicks seemed to droop, scrunching up his nose as his lip trembled.

'I just thought...' he murmured. 'It would be really romantic... like a shmmn...'

'Like a what?' Kageyama growled, in disbelief to what he'd heard.

'Like a shojou manga!' Hinata shouted back. 'I researched this, Kageyama! I researched what couples are supposed to do in relationships and it may surprise you to know that being an egotistical asshole to your partner wasn't on the list-'

'...alright,' Kageyama exhaled, giving an exasperated sigh-knowing he'd regret this later. 'Hinata, if you'll shut the hell up about me being a lacking boyfriend, I'll get on the back of the bike with you-'

Hinata made a: 'yaha!' sound and ran to the bike sheds fast enough to create clouds of dust in the ground, Kageyama dragging his feet in a sullen way as he followed... he would never live this down.

'This is awkward,' he complained, as Hinata's bike breezed downhill, Kageyama sitting on the back scowling.

'It's not awkward!'

'It is for me.'

'Then you're awkward!' Hinata spun around. 'You're the one who doesn't even-'

'Hinata, pay attention to the fuc-'

'That was avoidable,' Kageyama growled, picking himself up from the ground and rubbing his nosebleed on the back of his wrist from where Hinata had crashed his bike into a tree. Whilst Kageyama had simply fell to the side, Hinata had shot over the handlebars like a cannonball, but somehow, Kageyama was the one who'd sustained the most injuries from the experience... his luck was just that good.

'I never want you to tell me that I'm a bad boyfriend again,' Kageyama snarled, as he and Hinata marched home. 'Because however negligent I am, you're a thousand times worse-you almost broke my spine.'

'Can we not play the blame game, Kageyama? It's just that I find it immature,' Hinata replied, his own nosebleed trailing down his neck. Kageyama stopped on the pavement and pulled on Hinata's cheeks to examine the grazes, Hinata making wailing sounds.

'You're not hurt, are you?' Kageyama barked.

'F-fine...' Hinata flushed as he looked away. '...and you?' he mumbled.

'What?'

'ARE YOU FEELING OKAY?!' Hinata shouted, the high pitch making Kageyama go deaf for several seconds. Kageyama rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed.

'Fine. ...whatever.'

All his frustration had slipped away.

The next day was a Saturday and Karasuno all came into school to practice volleyball for an hour in the morning before everyone got changed, talking about how they'd kill the rest of their weekend when they got home. Kageyama found Hinata having an animated conversation with Ennoshita and Nishinomiya about spiking as they laced their shoes on the benches, pulling Hinata over to the side.

'Hinata... er...' Kageyama broke off awkwardly. 'Do you want to go out for a drink with me?'

'Yes!' Hinata shouted-barley a second after Kageyama had asked... not even considering the offer. 'I'd love to!'

'Are you free now?'

'Uh... yes?'

Nishioyna may have already asked Hinata to go out for burgers, but fuck Nishioyna, seriously: this was a date with Kageyama. Nishioyna could wait until Christmas came and freeze to death in the snow for all Hinata cared.

'Great,' Kageyama replied, stiffly, keeping a straight frown though he felt weirdly excited inside.

...maybe this boyfriend thing wasn't so hard, after all.

After telling the rest of the team they were going ahead, Hinata followed Kageyama into the town. The snow made everything feel novel, so fairy-tale that Kageyama could practically hear the cliché wind-up Christmas carousel music, the bare trees quivering as snow settled on their branches. Even though it was afternoon, the store windows all twinkled with orange lights and the sky was frosted in cloud. Hinata's face scrunched up when snowflakes settled on his nose, then he sneezed.

'Coldcoldcoldcoldcoldcoldcold!' Hinata said, bouncing up and down on the spot.

'Why are you so energetic all of the time?' Kageyama frowned, wondering why the real world hadn't crushed all of Hinata's enthusiasm by now-just looking at the other boy was enough to make him exhale. He took Hinata into a milkshake bar.

'This store has fifty flavours of milkshake...' Hinata breathed, eyes sparkling as he looked around.

'Don't get too excited,' Kageyama ordered, thinking it was probably already too late: Hinata had a look on his face like he was close to running up the walls, or a cat trapped in a washing machine.

A waitress came over to them in a lacy maids outfit and cat ears, and Kageyama tried not to think about how cute Hinata would look in her costume... tried and failed. Kageyama's eyes flicked back to Hinata, as if worried that the other boy had somehow heard his private thoughts, but Hinata just gave him a flawless grin. Hinata looked so happy to be here... it made Kageyama's chest grow warm. They both got a hot chocolate with raspberry flavoured whipped cream, cherries and wafers.

'Good?' Kageyama asked, and Hinata 'mmmmhmmmnn'd' through his cup, then choked.

'You okay?'

'Icoughedanditcameoutofmynose...'

'That's... uh...' Kageyama refrained from commenting, standing to get some spare napkins.

Least romantic date ever.

Somehow, they were both enjoying it; just sitting across from Hinata made Kageyama's pulse thrum hard enough to hammer nails, although he was too stubborn and embarrassed to say anything. Kageyama stared down hard into his drink, thinking of Hinata's bright eyes and happy laugh, his enthusiasm and optimism... suddenly, Kageyama had to wonder if he really had neglected Hinata and if he was the worst boyfriend ever.

Then he remembered that Hinata had crashed into a tree and almost given him a concussion, and the thought was lost.

'I'm really glad you... asked me out...' mumbled Hinata, out of nowhere. 'Because I... you know, I didn't expect it-'

'Well, this is what you usually do, isn't it?' Kageyama asked, his throat getting dry. 'You usually go out to places with people you... like...'

The words stuck an arrow in his pride and made it sore, but did it ever feel like a load off Kageyama's mind to finally voice it aloud; Hinata gazed up at Kageyama as if he'd just told him the nature of the entire universe, cheeks flushed slightly as the words settled in:

'I like you as well!' Hinata practically shouted, standing up at the table.

'Tell the whole restaurant, why don't you?' Kageyama murmured, aware that everyone was staring. Hinata sunk back down and grinned shyly, scratching the back of his hair... he looked adorable, despite how frustrated Kageyama was with him. Kageyama gave Hinata a hard look that said: 'I find your orange hair, loud attitude and on further extension, entire existence offensive, but the second I get you to a room with a bed none of that will matter.'

As if it ever did.

For the rest of Saturday, Kageyama took Hinata back to his house, Hinata bowing nervously as Kageyama introduced him to his mother... Kageyama didn't tell her that they were dating. They played volleyball in the garden with the clothesline as a makeshift net, talking on the front steps before it got dark.

'Why don't you ask your friend to eat with us?' Kageyama's mother asked. 'It's a weekend and Tobio, you never have friends to stay... I could make a call to Hinata's mother and arrange for him to sleep over.'

Hinata looked as if he were about to explode at the suggestion, stuttering and mumbling about how he didn't want to be any trouble through the red blush on his cheeks as Kageyama's mother laughed, saying it wasn't a problem. Kageyama didn't have a lot of possessions but Hinata looked around his room in awe as if he were in a museum, fascinated by every single thing. Kageyama's mother found a spare TV that they set up in Kageyama's room so that the two of them could watch a movie, both of them sitting atop the futon as they watched it. Kageyama put an arm around Hinata-a little awkwardly.

'I can't lie against you,' said Hinata. 'I-I'll give you a dead arm...'

Or something else, Kageyama thought privately, trying to brush that to the back of his head but unable to help it-he was a teenage boy, and the second his brain registered: 'Hinata,' his hormones took over and started shooting him images of Hinata wet and naked in the showrooms, looking back at Kageyama with large, brown eyes, pleading...

'I need you, Kageyama... fuck me...'

It was hard to keep his thoughts above the waist.

Hinata was right about cuddling, as for the first five minutes it was romantic, then Kageyama started to get neck cramps. Hinata wriggled in his arm, looking up at Kageyama and they stared for several seconds... then they both moved in for a kiss-too enthusiastically-miscalculated and banged their foreheads together.

'Ow, ow, ow,' Hinata wailed.

'You ok?'

'I'm fine...'

'Hinata, you're too eager.'

'W-well, I've spent the whole day with you...' mumbled Hinata, and Kageyama cupped his cheek.

'Slowly this time.' he instructed. 'Try not to get so worked up about everything around you.'

Hinata made a pouty face which did nothing but empathise his cuteness, Kageyama moving in and letting their lips lock. Hinata slid his tongue around the inside of Kageyama's mouth slowly, letting it glide along his top row of teeth, the kisses continuing and deepening for several minutes, before Kageyama pulled back.

'Stop... I've kissed you a lot today.'

'Not enough,' Hinata murmured, and Kageyama shook his head.

'Then we'll stop because my mother is downstairs,' he replied, sternly. Hinata said: 'oh' quietly and the movie ended, Hinata moody as he crawled into his futon-Kageyama couldn't help but be disappointed himself as he got into bed.

Then Kageyama's mother poked her head around the door to say that she was going out to get some food for breakfast, and the moment the door closed again, Kageyama heard Hinata whisper:

'It's fate, Kayegama.'

'That or my mother ran out of milk because you're here,' Kageyama replied, thinking that fate had better things to do than change its entire course so that two teenage boys could have sex. Hinata hummed, sitting up in his futon as if to say: 'so you don't want to do it?,' and Kageyama internally cursed himself.

Since their first time in the shower rooms, he and Hinata hadn't done anything other than kissing: it wasn't that they didn't want to do it-it was just finding the appropriate place and the time. Both of them were still new to sex, and it was something incredibly intimate and private, both of which they needed time to relax into-Kageyama knew it wasn't as simple as spreading Hinata's legs, slipping his dick inside of him and saying: 'off we go-' he loved Hinata.

Hinata-and their relationship-deserved to be taken seriously.

'Kageyaammmaaa...' Hinata moaned.

'What do you want?'

'Y-you know what I want...' Hinata said, looking away to the side. Kageyama crawled onto the futon and softly kissed him; Hinata was hot when they broke apart.

'Pyjamas-off. Now.' Kageyama ordered, undoing his own buttons from his sleepshirt and pulling it over his head. Whilst he knew that his mother had gone out, she wouldn't be gone forever and he didn't want to get his pyjamas covered in sweat. He circled his arms around Hinata, laying Hinata down and kissing him, Hinata's hands running along his back.

'Hinata, your nipples are hard... can I lick them?'

'N-no... ah...'

Kageyama's breathing got tighter as he sucked and bit on the soft nubs, nipping at them in a way which made Hinata turn his head on the pillow. Kageyama's fingers came down and brushed over Hinata's hips, gently feeling the creamy skin, rubbing the lithe muscle and bones. The tips of Hinata's nipples were hard and Kageyama brushed over them with his tongue, Hinata gasping beneath him.

'B-bastard...'

'...You don't like it?' somehow, Kageyama didn't believe that. Hinata flushed.

'N-no, it's you, you're so controlling, Kageyama! No wonder you get called king of the court, you never let anyone else do anything, you stupid asshole! You just pin me down and do everything yourself like a- mnnn...'

They were kissing again, Kageyama gently rubbing himself against Hinata, feeling Hinata's arousal hard against his stomach. The kisses went to Hinata's temples to relax him, and Kageyama closed his eyes, listening to the small moans that Hinata made.

'Am I a good boyfriend now?' Kageyama asked. Hinata ground his teeth.

'Yes, Kageyama, the best, I want...'

'Turn around,' Kageyama said, the stern authority in his voice making Hinata shiver. Kageyama gently lapped at Hinata's hole with his tongue, making Hinata claw the sheets and mew. Kageyama put two fingers inside of Hinata gently, Hinata shivering and sighing beneath them as they circled.

'You're doing well-' Kageyama started to say, but Hinata shouted:

'SHUT UP! Kageyama, you can't say those kind of things, because I c-can't...'

'I'm not trying to tease you.'

'I-I love you,' Hinata hiccoughed, burying his nose in the pillow and wailing; Kageyama had no idea what had made him cry. He rubbed Hinata's back with the hand that wasn't fingering him in reassurance, Hinata hugging the pillow as he pushed back against Kageyama's fingers. Hinata's breathing was getting loud and Kageyama scissored his fingers to make sure he'd done enough preparation, then double checking with Hinata.

'Just do it,' Hinata moaned. 'Now-'

Kageyama's muscles twitched and with a low growl he pressed inside of Hinata, his arousal aching. Hinata gave little pants and moans that Kageyama couldn't get enough of, Hinata's own cock dripping against the bedding; Kageyama kissed the red on Hinata's cheeks and ears as he rolled his hips, gasping, trying to hold himself back and moving in slow, syrupy movements. His tongue came out to lick his own lips, their texture feeling rough as he slapped into Hinata, flares shooting through Kageyama's groin as their hips thrust together. Kageyama's mind scrambled with something to say but he couldn't breathe, couldn't think through the need...

The rhythm of movement broke as Kageyama felt his cock get hot at the base, sinking deeper into Hinata's tightness-everything started to whirl. The movements were getting harder, hotter, wilder, Hinata not even trying to hold back his wails as he squeezed his eyes shut and his body clenched, his passage getting tighter around Kageyama with his own orgasm. Kageyama inhaled as everything got faster and his back arched, feeling messy but not caring as he rocked into Hinata, pulling out and cuming against the back of Hinata's legs, his orgasm quick and wet.

Hinata gave a breathless grin, nuzzling his cheek into the pillow after they broke apart, and Kageyama sat himself up, ready to say something when he heard the sound of the front door being unlocked. He scrambled into his bed and with some effort, Hinata pulled the covers up over his head, chest still heaving, breathing out in bursts as he tried to feign being asleep... it wasn't very convincing.

For a few minutes there was sound coming from the kitchen, then the hall light clicked off and they heard a door close as Kageyama's mother went into her own room, then it was quiet. Hinata got out of the blankets and into Kageyama's bed... when Kageyama didn't respond, Hinata kicked him.

'Did you just kick me?' Kageyama growled.

'It was hypnic jerk.'

'You're a hypnic jerk! I hate you.'

'Hate you more.'

Quiet.

'...you don't really hate me, do you, Kageyama?'

'Not really... and you?'

'Not really.'

It was as close to: 'goodnight,' as the two of them would get; Kageyama felt Hinata press against his back, Hinata's toes brushing his ankles as he stretched them in the bedsheets.

'Kag... unmmn.'

Hinata mumbled incoherent words as he drifted away, clutching onto Kageyama's back in the silence. Kageyama waited until he was one hundred per cent sure that Hinata was asleep and wouldn't open his eyes to make fun of him before turning around.

Hinata was breathing lightly, his chest going up and down and Kageyama closed his eyes into Hinata's hair, picking up the scent of his shampoo and feeling the warmth that the other, smaller boy radiated, comfortable and sleepy in Hinata's embrace and about to fall asleep when a low whisper came from in front of him:

'Kageyammmaaa... you 'wake?'

Kageyama heaved a sigh.

'I am now,' he growled.

On Monday evening, Kageyama and Hinata were back in the Karasuno volleyball gym, standing around their team members.

'So, uh...' Azumane broke away. 'Kageyama, Hinata... coach Ukai told us that he saw the two of you together in town on Saturday.'

'So?' Kageyama recognised the stiffness in his own voice. 'There's nothing suspicious about two teammates going out after practice-'

'To a cute little milkshake bar?' Nishinoya asked, with a raised an eyebrow. Kageyama glanced down at Hinata who looked back at him as if to say that it couldn't be helped and both of their gazes fell to the floor, shuffling their feet awkwardly... the two of them looked as uncomfortable as they felt.

'If the two of you are dating, I don't see the problem with it,' Yamaguchi said.

'Mn,' nodded Ennoshita. 'I mean, we're not your mothers... you shouldn't feel like you have to hide it or keep it a secret, if that's what's going on. We're just upset that you didn't tell us... we're your friends. We wouldn't think any different of you.'

'Is that right?' Kageyama growled, gaze panning over to Tanaka. Tanaka spread his hands as if to say: 'what did I do?!' mouth opening into an O.

'Yeah,' Tanaka laughed, to Kageyama's look of disbelief. 'So I'm gonna tease you about it, but come on-give me some leverage! What are friends for if we're not allowed to pick at your personal life and not get punched-'

'Just ignore Tanaka,' Azumane gave a warm smile. 'None of us pay any attention to him, either. What we're trying to say is that you don't have to be uncomfortable; if it affects your practice then that's another thing, but as long as you can keep it outside of the court, then there isn't a problem.'

'I'm not homosexual,' Kageyama assured them, then paused to reiterate. '...it only works where Hinata is concerned and not anyone else-especially none of you.'

He thought he should make that clear. Hinata looked nervous beside Kageyama.

'...it's all your fault for making us kiss...' he murmured, and Kageyama knew that even though Hinata was right, they probably would have ended up dating in the end somehow, anyway; when he'd first met Hinata, if Kageyama could have chosen one person in the world to fall in love with, then Hinata's name would have been last on the list, but his feelings for Hinata had sprung up against his own will: even if the two of them fought, they loved each other's company.

Kageyama loved Hinata with everything he had... it had gotten hard to stop thinking about the other boy.

'Dating or not, you're our friends as well as teammates,' Tanaka snorted. 'Just don't start making out in the middle of a match is all I'm asking-'

'As captain of the team, I give you permission to hit Tanaka,' Sawamura mumbled, but the scary aura coming from Kageyama said he'd do more than that.