Both mothers had risen when the door opened. "Ah, Shouyou," Hinata's mother sighed with a tired smile. "I assumed you'd be with Kageyama so I came here to pick you up."
"Pick me up? For what?" Hinata asked, tilting his head curiously. He glanced to Kageyama's mother, whose lips were in a tight line. That couldn't be good.
Kageyama was a train wreck. The way Hinata's mother spoke, the look on his own mother's face, Hinata's reluctance...nothing was adding up. Well, rather, it was, but not the way he'd like it to. "Hinata can stay here," he piped up. All eyes focused on him and he could swear he saw his mother let out a sigh of relief.
"I already talked to your mother about this," Hinata's mother responded. "Shouyou really needs to come on this vacation. We're going to visit family."
"Whose family?" Hinata asked before Kageyama could say anything more.
"Your father's."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Shouyou," his mother said in that warning tone again. This time Kageyama reached for Hinata's hand and squeezed. Luckily their hands were mostly hidden from sight behind their backs.
"You can go, but I'd rather stay home," Hinata insisted. "I really need to be studying for tests and getting ready for the practice match."
Hinata's mother sighed and glanced at the clock. "Oh! I need to go pick up Natsu from volleyball practice." She looked back at her son, who stood straight as a board. "We aren't done talking about this," she said as she swung her purse over her shoulder and waltzed out the door.
As soon as the door shut, all three of them let out a breath. Hinata and Kageyama were on their way down the hallway, hand in hand, when Kageyama's mother cleared her throat. "Can I talk to you two?"
They froze mid-step. Their hands came apart and simultaneously they turned to face Mrs. Kageyama. She wore a soft, motherly smile, as if she were about to tell them that they were getting a puppy. "Sit down."
Hinata and Kageyama sat at the kitchen table with Kageyama's mother across from them. Hinata's hand was on Kageyama's knee as soon as they sat, gripping his knee like Hinata did when he was afraid. Kageyama laid his hand over Hinata's and squeezed.
Kageyama's mother cleared her throat. "Hm, where to begin," she murmured thoughtfully. "Ah! Well, I suppose I should tell you what happened that led your mother to come here, Shouyou."
Hinata leaned forward, intent to hear the story.
"Your mother told me that you were going away this weekend spontaneously," she chose her words carefully. "Something about bonding with your father's family more. Naturally, I asked if your father would be joining you on the trip, and she didn't quite answer me." Kageyama's mother folded her arms in front of her, making direct eye contact with Hinata. "Shouyou, is there anything going on at home that you'd like to tell me about?"
Hinata's grip got stronger. Kageyama attempted to pry his boyfriend's hand from his thigh but to no avail. "I, um, I..." Hinata was a terrible liar and they all knew it. Finally he sighed in defeat, his grip slightly loosening on Kageyama's knee. "He's been known to do...stuff."
"Has he ever hurt you?"
"He's hit me a couple of times, yeah," Hinata's voice was distant.
"I'm going to call CPS," Kageyama's mother said firmly. "It'll be an anonymous call, so your parents won't know it was me who called and you should be able to keep visiting us," she reached across the table and rubbed Hinata's shoulder. "You're always welcome to spend the night, Shouyou. If you ever feel like you're in danger, know that you have a place to come home to." She looked to her son. "Right, Kageyama?"
"Of course," Kageyama nodded solemnly.
Hinata's eyes were glossed over. He looked like he hadn't heard a word Kageyama's mother had just said, but it was quite the opposite. He was absorbing every noise; every bird chirping outside, the dripping faucet in the kitchen, Kageyama's fingers drumming the table. He felt Kageyama squeeze his hand and nodded ever so slightly. "Thank you," he whispered.
Kageyama's mother smiled warmly and leaned across the table, kissing his forehead. "What would you like for dinner, Shouyou?"
"Oh please, don't go out of your way for me," Hinata said quickly. Kageyama couldn't help but notice the submissive Hinata returning.
"It's no trouble!" Kageyama's mother smiled warmly. "Here, if you really feel that way, then you can help me cook."
Hinata smiled widely and nodded. "Alright, then can we have pork cutlet bowls?"
Hinata sat on Kageyama's bed, playing a game on his phone. Kageyama walked into the room, toothbrush hanging from his mouth. He ruffled Hinata's hair gently and grabbed his brush before disappearing back into the bathroom. Hinata couldn't help but love how naturally they worked; at first, the two had been so nervous to even change in front of each other, and now it was as if they could do anything. Hinata wondered if they could actually be a married couple.
Kageyama came back a minute later. He shut his bedroom door and walked over to the bed, flopping himself down on it. Hinata put his phone on the bedside table with an alarm set five minutes before Kageyama's mother woke up so they wouldn't be caught in an awkward position. He pressed a kiss to Kageyama's forehead, grinning. Kageyama smiled back at him warmly.
It was those rare smiles that made Hinata's heart melt. He only got those on special days, and each time he did he felt his heart turn to pudding. He threw one leg over Kageyama so he was straddling his waist, grinning down at his boyfriend as his orange mop of hair fell in front of his eyes.
Kageyama tenderly brushed his hair away from his face. Hinata nuzzled into his touch. "Hey," Kageyama whispered softly.
"Mm?" Hinata murmured back, closing his eyes and enjoying their closeness.
"Should we tell my mom?"
"If we tell her, she won't let me spend the night anymore," Hinata whispered, leaning closer to Kageyama's lips. "And you sleep like a baby with me in your arms," he teased, bumping his nose on Kageyama's.
Kageyama leaned up the short distance it was to Hinata's lips, kissing him slowly. When he pulled away, his eyes fluttered open delicately. "You're right, you're like the best cuddle buddy ever, but I hate lying to her..."
"We aren't lying because she hasn't asked," Hinata argued.
"Should we wait for her to find out on her own, then?"
Hinata tilted his head in thought at the question. "Would she be upset if she found out without you telling her beforehand?"
"Probably not, because it's you and she loves you," Kageyama sighed. He wrapped his arms around Hinata's waist. "Can we not worry about that right now, though?"
"Mm, yeah," Hinata leaned closer, one hand tenderly holding Kageyama's jaw and the other propping him up on the bed. He brushed his lips on Kageyama's nose, then brought them down towards his lips, his breath ghosting on Kageyama's lips.
"You're such a tease," Kageyama breathed. Hinata smiled lazily and nodded.
"I know I am, but I'm your tease."
"You're right, you're right."
Hinata pressed his lips to Kageyama's gently. Their eyes fell closed and they shared a soft kiss, pulling back after a few seconds. Their lips reconnected almost instantly with a newfound passion. Hinata had never been kissed that good. Kageyama's hands explored Hinata's body while his tongue explored Hinata's mouth. Hinata felt like putty in Kageyama's arms.
Hinata gasped and Kageyama swallowed the noise, kissing Hinata harder in return. He could almost feel his lips beginning to bruise but he didn't care. He tangled his fingers in Kageyama's hair, which was messy as hell despite being brushed mere minutes before.
Kageyama hooked his fingers under Hinata's knees and in seconds he had switched their positions, so Kageyama's broad body was straddling Hinata. It was then that they broke the kiss finally, both panting heavy with lidded eyes and swollen lips.
"God, Tobi," Hinata whispered softly. Kageyama blushed at the use of his name.
"W-what?"
"You're like the king of kissing too," he murmured, wearing a goofy grin as he played with Kageyama's now messy hair.
"Mm, that killed the mood," Kageyama let his arms stop holding his weight and fell on top of Hinata, receiving a small oof from the smaller boy under him.
"Hey, get off!"
"But I'm just so tired..."
Kageyama made fake snoring noises while Hinata jokingly tried to shove Kageyama off of him. Finally Kageyama rolled over so he was laying sideways next to Hinata. His eyes were half-lidded and he wore a lazy smile as his fingers laced in Hinata's hair. Hinata turned to face him wearing a sleepy grin.
Is this what love feels like?
"Hey, Tobi," Hinata murmured. Using Kageyama's first name was more of a habit now.
"Yes, Shou?" Kageyama decided to test Hinata's first name on his tongue. The diagnosis: he loved it; everything from the way Hinata's cheeks exploded bright red to the way it rolled off his tongue.
"I-I really like you, you know."
"I really like you too."
Kageyama moved from playing with Hinata's hair to holding his hip. Hinata leaned closer to Kageyama, burying his face in his boyfriend's shoulder.
"Let's make breakfast for your mom tomorrow morning."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because we need a good meal to go with us coming out."