Kageyama and Hinata had long since teamed up in playing Kinect volleyball. They found it a lot more fun to absolutely obliterate computer opponents rather than go back and forth in points. After yet another perfect set, the two pumped their fists in the air as if they'd just beaten a difficult team, like Seijoh.
Kageyama's cell phone started to ring. He went to answer while Hinata watched the highlight reel. Something about Kageyama's focused look, even in video game mode, sent shivers down his spine.
Meanwhile, Kageyama was listening to his mother talk about how bad the thunderstorm was in the next town over. "...you should have seen it, Tobi, it was like one sheet after another! It's still going strong, too!"
Kageyama always loved listening to his mother talk about storms. He used to sit out on their back porch with her when heavy storms rained down on their house. She wouldn't worry about thunderstorms like many other mothers would; instead, she would point to it, wearing an almost proud smile as Kageyama would try to touch it from the porch.
He remembered when his mom and dad used to dance in the rain. Sometimes his dad would hoist Kageyama up on his shoulders and his mom would offer him her pinky so he could pretend to dance, too. He never minded getting wet when it was in his backyard under a rainy sky.
His mother snapped him out of his memories. "Tobi? Are you listening? Is everything alright?"
"Hm? Yeah mom, everything's alright," Kageyama replied quickly. "Hey, is it okay if Hinata spends the night?"
"Why, did he come over?" Kageyama's mother sounded worried.
"Oh, he came over to practice this afternoon," Kageyama said sheepishly. "I didn't think you'd have a problem with it so I didn't ask."
"Of course I don't. And Tobi?"
"Yeah, mom?"
"Tell me if something is going on," she said seriously. Kageyama gulped.
"Yes ma'am."
"Good!" Her tone was back to being light and airy and Kageyama wondered how she could still be so happy under the stress of work. That was one of the things he loved about her. "Well, I'm going to go," she said with a sigh. "Don't go getting into too much trouble with that boy," she teased, and Kageyama blushed immensely.
"Goodnight, mom."
Kageyama hung up the phone and walked back over to the couch where Hinata was hardcore focused on the highlight reel. Kageyama waved a hand in front of his face. "Oi, Hina," he said gently.
Hinata glanced away and blushed darkly. Kageyama smiled ever so slightly; Hinata was really cute when he blushed. The thought made Kageyama blush and he wondered if it was all just a vicious cycle between them, blushing and looking away then thinking something embarrassing and blushing more and looking away more. He wondered if Hinata was even thinking the same things as he was. Probably not. Hinata wasn't the type to be gay. After all, he'd been abnormally angry after Kageyama turned that girl down. It was almost as if he was jealous.
Was he jealous of the girl or of him?
"Hey, Hina," Kageyama said to break the silence (aside from the cheesy Kinect music). Hinata looked up at him. Sadly, he was only blushing faintly now. "Are you hungry?"
"Mm," Hinata tapped his chin in thought. Finally, he nodded.
"What should we have? There are some leftover pork buns still, some snacks, popco-"
"Let's make cookies!"
Part of Kageyama was glad Hinata was back to being his bubbly self. He missed the orange-headed dork. However, another part of him was extremely lacking in baking skills and was nervous as hell to be making cookies for his crush. Even though Hinata had suggested it, he seemed appt to sit on the counter and watch Kageyama do it all.
Said boy was looking up a cookie recipe. "Aha!" Hinata cried, waving his phone triumphantly. "Sugar cookies! Whaddaya say, Kags? You could do to be a little sweeter!" he teased.
Kageyama wanted to make a snappy remark about how he'd been here for Hinata when he showed up at his doorstep. He bit his tongue, though, no matter how much he wanted to grab Hinata by the hair and-and-
Kageyama blushed. There were many things he wanted to do that involved grabbing Hinata by the hair.
Hinata giggled at his partner. "Only kidding, Kageyama," he said, patting the boy on the head gently. Kageyama shot a glare at him, but it lacked any anger.
"What do we need for the cookies?" Kageyama asked.
"Well, we need milk, butter, flour, sugar, powdered sugar, vanilla, almond extract, cream of..."
Kageyama grabbed the respective ingredients as Hinata listed them. Hinata's voice began to drift off as he just simply watched Kageyama. He moved so nimbly around the kitchen, Hinata half wondered if he was used to doing this or if he just naturally moved like that.
"What else is there?" Kageyama asked as he finally dug out the almond extract. He looked at Hinata expectantly and Hinata blushed shyly.
"C-cream of tartar, baking soda, and one egg," he said, staring intently at his phone screen. Kageyama nodded and set the final things out on the counter.
They continued like this, with Hinata reading off instructions while Kageyama did the actual baking portion.
Kageyama pulled out a large mixing bowl and a hand mixer. He put the wet ingredients together. "Er, it says to mix them together on a high setting," Hinata said. Kageyama nodded and turned the mixer onto the highest setting.
The word was light. Not high.
Hinata realized this only after ingredients had gone flying around the kitchen. Kageyama's face was covered, Hinata had somehow gotten hit, the cabinets were covered...it was everywhere.
Hinata half debated running. However, he was frozen to his spot. His mouth had dropped to a small 'o' shape. Kageyama turned to face him and he snapped his mouth shut. Kageyama tried to pull half-mixed cookie dough from his hair, and to no avail. His cheeks had received the most of the explosion, Hinata noted, looking from one cheek to the other. He didn't notice how close Kageyama was getting to his face.
"High setting, Hinata?" Kageyama asked in a dangerously calm tone.
"I-I-I-" Hinata fumbled to wipe cookie dough off his phone. "H-heh, we-well now it says l-light setting, i-instead of high! How f-funny, right?"
Kageyama leaned closer to Hinata's face, and Hinata held up his hands to protect his face and trembled under Kageyama's glare.
Kageyama immediately softened.
"Hey, Hina," he murmured, gently taking the boy's hands and moving them away from his face. "It's okay. It's kinda funny, actually."
Hinata stared at him, wide-eyed. Kageyama wasn't going to yell? He wasn't going to call him a dumbass? He wasn't going to hit him?
It was then the boys realized just how close they were. Kageyama was in between Hinata's legs, not even a foot from his partner's face. He glanced down at Hinata's lips, which had a piece of cookie dough on them. "You've got a...little..." he reached to wipe it off. Hinata watched his hand touch his lips, watched Kageyama's gaze shift from Hinata's lips to his eyes to his lips again.
Could it be that Kageyama wanted exactly what he wanted?
"H-hey, Kags," Hinata murmured, eyes drooping slightly as he glanced at his partner's lips. "You've got a little something, right there," he whispered, and with every word he inched closer to Kageyama's face. Kageyama didn't pull back, either.
His lips brushed chastely on Kageyama's. Hinata's eyes fell shut, as did Kageyama's, and he felt Kageyama's strong hand rest on his hip almost nervously. He pulled away slowly, letting Kageyama's lips linger on his as long as possible. He rested his forehead on Kageyama's, opening his eyes. He was relieved to see Kageyama blushing just as much as he probably was.
They didn't know who moved first, but their lips reconnected with more passion than before. Warm lips fumbled across each other, both inexperienced but uncaring in the particular moment. Hinata's arms wrapped around Kageyama's neck. The kiss deepened. Their lips became more skilled with every bump of nose on nose, every slight clash of teeth, every corner-of-the-mouth kiss.
Kageyama wondered if this was what his mother had meant by not getting into too much trouble.
Hinata pulled back to breathe. The two panted, heavy-lidded as they stared into each other's eyes, foreheads against each other. Hinata smiled weakly, tangling his fingers delicately in Kageyama's hair.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do that," he whispered between breaths.
"Same here," Kageyama sighed softly. He leaned in to peck a soft kiss against Hinata's slightly swollen lips.
"So, are we giving up on the cookies?" Hinata asked softly, a smile on his face. Kageyama smiled back, shaking his head.
"Will you help me this time?"
"If that's what it takes to get you to make me cookies!"