Saturday was the best day in Kageyama and Hinata's opinion, especially because there was no school, but they still had practice and they could stay for as long as they wanted afterwards to play together. This Saturday however was planned entirely different. As soon as the official practice ended, they bolted through the door heading over to Hinata's house. Hinata's mom was heading on a school trip with his sister, so it was the perfect time for a brief, not awkward introduction, followed by sweet alone time. In the short time that has passed since feelings were admitted, they couldn't keep their eyes and hands of each other. They stole tiny kisses and violent embraces each time they passed each other in the locker room, when no one was around. They took bathroom breaks together to touch and feel each other up in between sets, relieving tension. Their need for each other became so physical and they could never get enough and the struggle to keep it professional on the court became a burden, so they figured breaking more walls was long due.

"We need to tell everyone. I just have to be able to hold your fucking hand without looking around." Kageyama frowned.

"We will. Please just a bit more time." Hinata's response didn't sit with him and he scoffed.

"Are you embarrassed? Is it because of my past-"

"Natsu!" Hinata cut him off and yelled as he saw his little sister and his mom in the doorway at his house. "This is Kageyama. My uhm-"

Fucking boyfriend! Kageyama yelled in his own head.

"my setter from the volleyball club. I told you about our special attacks and stuff."

Kageyama settled with Hinata calling him his setter for now. This dumbass. I don't get what's inside his big head, probably just volleyball. I guess I shouldn't be the one to judge.

"I've heard about you so many times, I feel like I already know you Kageyama-kun. Hinata speaks so highly of you" Hinata's mother and little sister smiled blissfully and greeted Kageyama properly. "Nice meeting you."

"Nice meeting you as well." Kageyama shivered and grinned, deciding to nag Hinata later for his apparent high praises. For now he simply bowed gracefully, his eyes darting at Natsu, trying his best not to use his death stare. He was terrible with children and he told Hinata beforehand, but he assured him Natsu was a tiny, girly version of himself, so there was no trouble. And there wasn't, since Natsu instantly liked him, smiling far and wide. "Take care of Shouyou, he can be a real klutz." She said.

"Oy! Natsu!"

Kageyama grinned, fully agreeing.

"See you later, have a safe trip. We'll head inside." Hinata said and Kageyama bowed again and wished them a safe trip as well as Hinata pulled him inside the house, by his wrist.

Kageyama felt a rush through his body, this being the first time he visited Hinata's house. Not a second to waste taking in the scenery, since Hinata was already on him. He was sitting on his tip-toes, tugging at Kageyama's jersey, clearly trying to reach his lips.

"Heeeee" Kageyama pierced him with his gaze, grinning widely with an intense aura around him.

"Hinata..speaks..so..highly..of you" He repeated Hinata's mom's words, pausing every time, smirking devilishly. "Can I hear those?"

Hinata somehow seemed even tinier, looking up at Kageyama towering with a proud glare, feeling put on the highest pedestal imaginable.

"Uhm, I simply, told her about our quicks and how you're the one who could pull those off." Hinata was stuttering, looking for the proper words to say this without inflating his ego further, they may be dating, but they were rivals. He pictured himself in his head, how he was jumping up and down, praising Kageyama to his mother, loud and incredibly excited. He'll be so full of himself if he saw me.

"Hmpf. That it?" Not that it wasn't enough for Kageyama, his body was tingling from imagining Hinata boasting about him. He was sure there was more to it, since he won't shut up when he really likes something.

"It's nothing really. I just never had anyone bring out the best in me like that." Hinata deflated, looking away.

Ngh...it's the same for me, dumbass. "Well I'm awesome like that." He said instead.

"Hmpf. C'mon let's sit down somewhere." Hinata realized they were still in the hallway.

"Your house is ni-uhm-nice." Kageyama was looking around everywhere, taking in the scent and scenery of Hinata's home.

"Whoa. Don't strain yourself." Hinata disappeared into the kitchen to grab something do drink.

"Shut up, dumbass! At least I can say the truth." He sighed hoping Hinata didn't hear the emphasis on the last part.

"Huh?" Except Hinata did hear and his head poked from the kitchen doorway. "Kageyama? I feel there's something you wanna say."

"'s nothing, shut up." He threw himself on the sofa, scanning the room.

Hinata came into the living room, placing down two glasses and a huge bottle of banana milk. He sat down next to his setter-rival-boyfriend and reached up, getting a strand of hair away from his eyes.

"Hey, talk to me."

Kageyama, turned to him, bracing himself for something.

Ah, I'm bad at this shit. I'll definitely say something I'll regret. He took the glass of chocolate milk and a after a long sip he said, "I just think it's funny how you were acting high and mighty when I finally said you're my boyfriend, but when other people are around you just can't admit it." There, I've said it. Kageyama closed his eyes and crossed his arms, trying channel a superior aura, "are you that afraid of us being seen as a couple?"

The silence was deafening and Kageyama slowly opened one eye, looking at Hinata, desperate for him to say something.

"Are you fucking serious? We're always together, our teammates know how much time we spend practicing, we're together so much that it's almost unhealthy." Hinata was standing on his knees on the sofa next to him now and grabbed Kageyama's head in his hands.

"I don't think it's unhealthy." Kageyama's voice was barely audible, still not able to look at him fully.

"Well, I don't either, but I've overheard people say that. My point is, we're already there, as far as the team or my mom is concerned. It's just the extra detail of us actually doing stuff, that's changed."

"That's a huge ass detail, you dumbass!"

"I know." Hinata deflated again, nestling down on the sofa, still on his knees, letting go of Kageyama's head. "But we haven't done everything yet."

"Huuh? Was I imagining things yesterday?"

"What if- uhm- look, I wanna do everything there is to be done with you. I want you. But what if you'll think I'm so bad at it, you won't wanna-." Hinata pouted which Kageyama found unbearably cute.

"Are you FUCKING SERIOUS?" Kageyama took a very long and loud breath, his face was so done but relieved he wasn't the only one pondering whether Hinata will dump him due to his inexperience.

"Of course you'll fucking suck. So will I. Isn't that the point? Take volleyball, you can't receive for shit and your serves are barely between the fucking lines most times, I still love playing with you."

"That's because of the-"

"It's not just because of our quicks, you idiot!"

"Hey don't get so mad." Except Kageyama always gets so mad when Hinata cannot see his potential, just as when he was intimidated by Asahi's power and height. He goes on a roll, stating obvious facts, which for some reason, seem to escape Hinata.

"I finally found someone to match all my crazy determination. You never give up or back down and you always try stuff that's beyond your reach and you always get it right in your own way, you dumbass. I cannot imagine not playing with you as I cannot imagine not trying out all this uhm, sex stuff, with you. Don't make me actually say it, dumbass!" His gaze was intense, nervously panting, clearly embarrassed. He never would've admitted these things with such honesty before, but a few more walls were broken between them since they confessed to one another.

Hinata's eyes widened. He launched himself in Kageyama's arms straddling him.

"I can't believe you said sex stuff." His whole body chuckled.

"Shut up! It won't happen again. Also, is that all you got from that?"

Hinata did shut up and did register every word of praise, so he was now smacking his lips onto Kageyama's with no finesse. Kageyama whimpered at the sudden physical contact, at the feel of Hinata pressing his body into his, grabbing onto his hair, pushing further licking into his mouth.

Hinata's hips started moving involuntarily, grinding up and down in Kageyama's lap. He felt his hips grabbed by his partners steady hands, gripping into his skin under his shirt. Kageyama guided him faster and faster, his thighs grinding on Kageyama's, muscle on muscle, hot and sweaty.

"More. Faster." Hinata shouted, adjusting himself spreading his legs wider, until the hard erection in his pants touched Kageyama's. They groaned in unison, Hinata pulling at his hair and biting his lip.

"That's my line dumbass! Clothes."

They took their shirts off in half a second and Hinata lifted himself up for a mere moment to get rid of their shorts and boxers. Their bodies were slammed back together, skin on skin now, burning hot.

The messiness of these moments was something so typical to them. Both craving more, clumsy, grabbing, biting and licking anywhere into each other's skin, searching for more ways to get that shiver up the spine over and over. It never felt like in the movies and they expected it, the slow burn romance and prelude skipped entirely towards their desperation to devour each other's bodies and discover all the buttons they could push.

Kageyama reached in between them grabbing them both in his hand, sliding the skin up and down. Feeling his cock squished against Kageyama's in his strong hand, moving at an irrational pace, made him almost lose consciousness already.

Kageyama guided Hinata's own hand in his place and reach behind him, squirming lube on his fingers. He lifted Hinata upwards in his lap, positioning his fingers under him.

"Are-can- is this ok?"

"Yes, please." Hinata shivered in anticipation.

He pushed a finger inside not even halfway through and Hinata screamed at the tight feeling and his cold, wet finger. Kageyama nearly pushed back, but Hinata lowered himself downwards taking more inside.

This little. "Let me, ok? You'll hurt yourself!" Hinata simply nodded, squeezing his hand on their cocks.

Kageyama did his very best not to pass out, there and then, having Hinata's hand on him and his own finger up his ass. He took a deep breath and pushed further, up and down over and over, guided by Hinata's sounds.

"More."

"Already?" Kageyama expected it, but this was the one thing he didn't want to rush. He's braced himself a million times to be gentle and patient and Hinata was breaking all his defenses yet again.

" 've done this before."

"What does that mean?"

"Yesterday, after I got home. Knew this was next, so I didn't wanna be a complete loser or freak out, so I tried to see how it feels – aaaaah - though, it feels a hundred times better when it's your finger."

Kageyama's heart did another full stop and his brain stopped processing. It was just full of images of Hinata fingering himself, trying to get accustomed to the feeling, training for him.

"More." Hinata reminded him and Kageyama was brought back from whatever other realm he was in, cursing and placing another finger inside. It slid in quite easily and he began pumping up and down, moving his fingers inside.

Hinata's back arched, he was burning and sweating.

"I really love your fingers. Not just when we play."

Kageyama buried himself in his neck biting and kissing and holding onto him for dear life. "Ready then?" was all he could growl in his year and Hinata shivered vividly.

He grabbed Hinata's hips and lifted him up, positioning him right on top. He pushed inside, gently and patient, fighting another urge to just slam himself inside him over and over. He cupped his ass with one hand and his other hand was lying flat open on Hinata's back covering most of him and holding his weight.

"Oi! You ok?" Kageyama was also panting violently and the question was a bit ironic coming from him. Hinata simply moaned louder and nodded, his vision now a blur as Kageyama's cock was halfway inside.

Dammit. Why do I have to be the one to ground both of us? Kageyama's mouth twitched, his expression betraying his thoughts. He moved in closer breathing into Hinata's neck, high on his scent, feeling mesmerized.

"It's -aah- because I -aaahg- trust you with everything. You're always -nhg aah- supporting me."

Kageyama blinked rapidly, surprised, because he was sure his last phrase wasn't said out loud. "Dumbass. How did you know? I'll move. Can I? Please?"

"Yea."

He gripped Hinata's body even tighter and pushed him lower and then back up, with the same constant rhythm. Between his sweaty hair locks and blurry vision, he searched Hinata's face for any sign of pain or discomfort, but his gaze only met his red cheeks and teary eyes, moaning feverishly with an open mouth.

So fucking beautiful. He was staring at Hinata so intently, studying each muscle in his face react to the pleasure, drinking into his expressions. "Damn it all... I love you!" These three stupid words escaped him without thought, entranced by Hinata's gorgeous dumb face. Losing control like this was only possible around Hinata. Dumbass Hinata, stealing everything from him, his tosses, his breath, his heart, his thoughts. How dare he?

Hinata's eyes flew open, staring at him. "What did you just-"

"Nothing, dumbass." He broke eye contact, blushing, gripping him into a strong hug. Hinata's hands were wrapped around his neck. The new angle was a definite improvement and he made a mental note of it, as Hinata's twitches and moans became deeper and more desperate, fingers griping tightly into Kageyama's back.

"Kage-"

"Don't say it back, just cos you have to. Please."

Hinata nibbled at his neck, licking, tasting salty sweat on his soft skin. He discovered how much he loved his skin and exploring Kageyama's body with his hands and mouth. His tongue was flat sliding up and down his neck, heading towards his ear. "I love you too." His words were only a whisper or a faint whimper, as he was barely able to form words under the exhilarating pleasure he was feeling.

Kageyama fought the tears forming in his eyes, the world completely dissolving around him, fading away into millions of floating particles. Nothing felt real anymore, only Hinata, nestled in his arms, his heat and intoxicating scent engulfing him whole. Any shred of self-restraint he displayed before was now escaping his grip as he came deep inside him. Hinata's voice formed a new sound, so high and melodic as he came as well on Kageyama's chest.

They softened into each other, falling down on the sofa, muscles betraying them, panting, huffing and puffing.

"I meant it." Kageyama pushed the orange strands of hair away from his face, caressing him so softly.

"Meant what?" Hinata teased him.

Kageyama glared at him, not willing to admit it again yet, now that reality dawned on them again.

"You know what, dumbass. You said it too, did you-uhm"

"I meant it too."

Hinata's not the only one that can fill up a room with his smile. It was Kageyama's turn now, "that" kind of smile that only Hinata deserves to be on the receiving end of.

"I guess I win."

"Win?" Hinata pondered.

"I said it first." Kageyama's smile now turned into his usual grin, when he has one up on Hinata.

"You're an idiot. I love you."

Kageyama froze.

"There it's a tie, I said it twice. Say it again if you dare." Hinata's grin was no easy opponent for Kageyama's to defeat.

"You're the biggest dumbass that ever dumbassed." Kageyama blurted out, flustered.

"And you're not making sense."

"Can we take a shower now?"

"Definitely. Then let's go practice some."