Eyyy Haikyuu! I fell hard and fast for this show and I am so utterly in love with almost every character. Just a drabble about what happens when our favorite idiots team up once more to play Oikawa at the Olympics! I do not own Haikyuu! The godly Furudate-sensei does! 3 For the basis, I used two lines of the chorus of the BTS song "Dynamite". Thanks, guys! I don't own it or BTS. But Kagehina is absolute dynamite tho, amirite? :)
I'm diamond, you know I glow up
The only sound echoing in Hinata's ears was his own labored breathing. He waited for the referee's whistle to blast again, but it didn't come. A sudden slap on the back by Kageyama:
"Oi, dumbass, we won!" Hinata fell to his knees, fists pumped out and a primal yell of joy tearing from his throat. Kageyama nudged the bottom of Hinata's shoe with his own."We gotta get up and go shake hands," he reminded the carrot-top, and Hinata sprang up to get back in the team's numerical formation.
"Thank you for the game!" Both teams shouted at each other, bowing at the waist, and straightening up. The absolute boom of the crowd's cheers drowned out anything else, and Hinata was swarmed by his teammates' arms. Many of them were sobbing tears of joy. As far as he could manage, Hinata craned his neck to seek out Kageyama. He was the only one Hinata wanted to celebrate this victory with.
"Kageyama!" he shouted with all his might, and somewhere above all the din, Kageyama's hand found Hinata's face. With no warning, Kageyama pulled the smaller boy in and kissed him square on the lips, ignoring the dead silence that swept over the crowd. All the cameras immediately zoomed in on the youngest members of Japan's Olympic volleyball squad.
The roar of quiet ringing in Hinata's ears numbed him to the sensation of Kageyama's lips on his. Across the arena, Oikawa sniggered.
"Iwa-chan owes me a good chunk of money! Ya-hoo~!"
Hinata's mind was absolutely blank. He didn't care that his legs were about to give out, or that sweat was sluicing in rivulets down his entire body. He didn't even register that he needed to breathe until Kageyama released him. No words sprung to Hinata's tongue, so he settled on gaping at the raven-haired man, who met his gaze with a triumphant smirk.
"I knew we'd win, dumbass, so don't look so surprised that I kissed you!"
"But! How…when…why…" Ignoring every single question out of Hinata's mouth, Kageyama instead grabbed Hinata's hand, the hand that hit every single one of Kageyama's set balls and scored, and raised it high, their fingers entwined.
"Shouyou," Kageyama stated, and Hinata wasn't entirely sure he hadn't somehow gained a concussion somewhere down the line. "There's no one I'd rather celebrate this victory with than you." Instead of remaining confused, Hinata let the elation of the moment swell over him, and he snatched their entwined hands close to his mouth, so he could kiss Kageyama's holy fingers.
"Tobio," he answered confidently, his teammate's first name rolling off his tongue effortlessly. "I couldn't have done it without you." Hinata pulled the taller man back in for a longer kiss, and suddenly the actual sporting event was forgotten in lieu of ogling Japanese volleyball's newest power couple.
So I'ma light it up like dynamite