here's another chapter of kagehina fluffy-time ^_^
I tried to write in Hinata's POV but I'm not sure how well I did :/

Why did the sun seem so bright today?

Hinata happily bounced to school down the sidewalk, twirling his bag in his hand. The early morning sunlight infiltrated the hazy screen of clouds, scattering sunbeams. The white winter landscape glittered peacefully.

This time, however, Hinata was bundled up in a thick coat with gloves and warm boots. And also… the wool scarf Kageyama had given him. He smiled fondly as he pulled up the warm scarf to hide his nose from the biting cold air. I can't wait to see Kageyama today!

But, Kageyama didn't meet him in front of the school like he usually did.

And he didn't show up in homeroom either. Or for the rest of the day.

For some reason he couldn't explain, Hinata was crestfallen. Why am I so unhappy because he isn't here?

Hinata sensed a slight discomfort within him. It throbbed whenever he glanced over to Kageyama's seat to make a face about the boring class, but he wasn't there. Or when he wanted to secretly pass a note to him, or whisper about volleyball practice. Hinata didn't understand his feelings, why that empty seat, why the boy who had a serious addiction to juice boxes, why the boy who tried to act tough but was actually just a volleyball nerd, why the boy who constantly yelled at him whenever he messed up, held so much importance in Hinata's everyday life, and why seven hours without him seemed like an eternity.

Hinata was much more subdued than usual when he stepped into the gym after school for practice. It seemed as though everyone could sense it, because Suga, Daichi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, and Asahi looked up at him, surprised at how he wasn't bursting into the gym at full speed like he did every day.

"Hey Hinata, where's Kageyama? He's usually with you." Nishinoya asked curiously.

Hinata opened his mouth to reply, (I don't know) but Daichi cut him off before he could speak, saying, "Ah, Kageyama texted me a few hours ago. Seems like he caught a cold yesterday in the snow, and his mom forced him to stay home. He'll be back tomorrow, though."

Negative thoughts started to blur Hinata's mind. Why didn't Kageyama text me, and only told Daichi? He said he got a cold from yesterday… Was it because he lent me his coat? Am I the one responsible for him being sick? He didn't even bother to tell me… But we're best friends…!

Stop! Hinata shook his head. Don't let yourself be beat down by this. You can just see Kageyama tomorrow! No big deal. He tried to grin, but only succeeded with a quavering smile, and dashed off to the locker room to change. Don't ruin practice with a shitty mood.

Little did Hinata know that Daichi and Suga had just noticed his little moment of internal conflict, and had glanced knowingly at each other.

Practice wasn't going well. Hinata's heart just wasn't fully into the drills and practices they were doing, and it was showing. He was panting about thirty minutes in, when he usually still would've been exploding with energy. His spikes serves weren't as powerful, and he was even doing more horrible than usual with his bumping and serving (if that was possible). The rest of team was also affected by the lack of enthusiasm usually supplied by Hinata, even Nishinoya, so they were also very sluggish and half-hearted.

About halfway through practice, Daichi hollered at everyone to huddle. Groaning and sweating, all the boys dragged themselves into a messy circle.

"Listen guys, I don't know if it's because of exams approaching or what, but you guys aren't in it today. I think we should cut practice short for today, get some rest, and come back tomorrow, fully energized. Got it? Now, go change and go home." Daichi ordered.

"Yes, captain." The the first years headed towards the closet, and the others straggled towards the locker room. Hinata tapped Daichi on the shoulder, who was whispering to Suga about something.

"Ah, Hinata, what's up?" Daichi asked. Suga smiled kindly at him.

Hinata squirmed around awkwardly. I have to apologize respectfully and straightforwardly, for messing up practice

"I'm-m-m so sorry!" Hinata stammered. The captain and vice-captain looked at him in surprise. "Umm it was my fault- " Suga cut him off by laying a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"No need Hinata. Just go visit Kageyama, okay?" He winked. Hinata was taken aback. They had known all along? He stared at his senpais' faces for a moment, Suga's soft grin and Daichi's meaningful smile.

"THANK YOU!" Hinata yelled, and sprinted into the locker room, changed, and ran out at a lightning speed. Once again, the captain and vice-captain shared knowing smirks.

Hinata ran as quickly as he could down the street. The December sun was already beginning to slide down under the horizon, and little puffs of air escaped his mouth as Hinata panted. He never faltered in his steps, for he knew the route to Kageyama's house by heart.

Take a right… keep going… turn left at the big tree… the fifth house on the left…

"Haaa!" Hinata let out a deep breath, trying to calm his heart rate. He wiped a few trickles of evaporating sweat on his forehead, and reached out his hand to ring the doorbell. Wait a second. Hinata froze. What will I say to him? "Hey, sorry for making you sick?" Or, "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" That sounds way too confrontational. But I need a good reason to say why I came here out of the blue-

The door swung open. Hinata flinched, throwing his bag in the air and falling back on his butt. "Eeep!"

"Stop standing outside like an idiot, get your ass in here. It's cold." Hinata heard a slightly nasal voice say. He stood up, rubbing his behind, and looked up to see Kageyama picking up his bag that landed near him. (He saw me through the window?) Kageyama, who was wearing bunny slippers, striped pajamas, wrapped in a baby blue Snuggie, and had a red nose and bed hair. Hinata couldn't tear his eyes away from this hilarious sight, but he noted: Hey, he looks pretty cute.

"Hey Kageyama!" Hinata managed to say, while trying not to stare down at the pink bunny slippers. "Well, then, excuse the intrusion…" Hinata stepped over the threshold, hurriedly shedding his winter gear into a haphazard pile on the ground and taking off his boots, when something whacked him in the butt. "That hurt!" He stood up to face Kageyama indignantly, who was wielding Hinata's bag like a bludgeon.

"Then stop staring at my bunnies, I'm sick so I can wear whatever the fuck I want." Kageyama said through gritted teeth, slamming the front door shut a bit too aggressively.

I can't laugh. Must not laugh. The corners of Hinata's mouth trembled, and he couldn't stop them from turning upwards. Kageyama's eyes narrowed. "Um, let's go to your room Kageyama!" Hinata raced towards the stairs and up to the second floor to escape Kageyama's wrath. Right behind him, he could hear a wheezing Kageyama whisper-yelling, "Come back here you bastard!"

Hinata slipped down the polished wooden hallway on his stockinged feet, nearly collided into the bedroom door, opened it, and catapulted into Kageyama's bed. His face muffled in the pillow(it smells nice), he heard the bedroom door slam shut and Kageyama breathing heavily. NOOOO! Hinata braced himself for a tackle. But when fifteen seconds passed without being tackled, he decided to peek up. Why have I not been fatally attacked yet? And what did he see, but Kageyama curled up on the floor, sound asleep, wrapped tightly in his Snuggie and hugging Hinata's bag like it was a teddy bear.

Hinata hopped off the bed, and cautiously tiptoed his way over to Kageyama. Did he fall asleep? He's sick after all. He leaned in closer to take a better look at Kageyama's face, when a hand grabbed his arm. Shivers travelled up his spine. I'm gonna diee!

Kageyama's eyes popped open, and he whispered threateningly, "If I had the strength, I would completely take you down right now," and promptly had a coughing fit.

"Kageyama?! You okay?" Hinata grabbed his bag from Kageyama's grip, and dug out his water bottle. "Here, take this."

"…thanks. But I don't want to pass on my germs to you." Kageyama coughed.

"We shared hot chocolate yesterday, so it's fine. Drink." Hinata said firmly. Kageyama accepted the bottle, and relaxed as he gulped down some water, and his throat was soothed.

"Are you better?" asked Hinata gently.

"I'm okay now…tch, this hardwood floor is hurting my ass." Kageyama grumbled. He stood up, walked over to his bed, and sat down. Hinata followed suit, and giggled, which earned a glare from Kageyama.

None of them said anything. Hinata peered at Kageyama, and soon was distracted by his own thoughts. We're sitting on his bed together. Is this romantic? We're sitting pretty close too, our knees are almost touching. I'd better not tell him that. Hm, has he always had the habit of tugging on his sleeves? His eyelashes are also really pretty and long. I never noticed. Wait, is he noticing that I'm staring at him?! No, he's just breathing heavily through his mouth because his nose is stuffed. Wait! His original purpose of coming to Kageyama's house surfaced among his jumble of thoughts. I better ask him about what happened, and what I was thinking before. "So, Kageyama." Hinata blurted out, breaking the silence. "I was wondering, why didn't you text me that you weren't coming? I mean, you told Daichi." Why did I just randomly say that? Well, it's too late now. Hinata kept his usual smile on, bouncing up and down on the bed slightly. Crap, what will he say?

"…ididntwantyoutoworryandmakeabigdeal." Kageyama mumbled.

Hinata barely could understand what Kageyama was saying. He looked at Kageyama, but his eyes were averted. "What do you mean, make a big deal out of it?"

"youdprobablybewaytooworriedeventhoughitsjustacoldsoididntwanttomakeafuss". Kageyama fiddled around with the corner of the Snuggie.

Hinata couldn't find the words to respond. Kageyama didn't want to be selfish, and didn't want to cause problems for me? He's so…

"Thank you Kageyama, for thinking of me." Hinata decided to say. He couldn't keep a lilt of happiness from his words, and Kageyama looked up at him, face flushed.

"But remember," (just say it, stick it to him like a man), "I will always be here for you, so it's okay to tell me if something happens." At this, Kageyama spluttered incomprehensible gibberish. Hinata snickered at him, earning him a weak punch in the arm. He is adorable.

"And," Hinata forced himself to continue, his voice wavering a little, "I am the one responsible for making you sick when you gave me your jacket yesterday, so it's only fair that—"

"No." Kageyama said in a low voice. Hinata was a bit startled. "That wasn't your fault, I stood in the cold for a while without my jacket after, so it was my fault. Don't blame yourself."

"Hmm? What were you doing standing in the cold?" Hinata asked curiously.

"Never mind what I was doing." Kageyama snapped, his face flushing again. He grabbed a tissue from his nightstand and blew his nose, but then started coughing again, so he gulped down the rest of Hinata's water. He doesn't mind drinking from the same cup anymore. Hinata strangely felt tremendously happy at that fact, but sobered up when he saw how terrible Kageyama must be feeling: bags under his eyes, a stuffy nose, and a sore throat.

"Kageyama? I wasn't thinking when I came to your house without a firsthand notice, I'm so sorry. You should probably get some rest. I'm gonna leave now, okay?" Hinata said, ashamed. He needs to recover, so he can come back tomorrow. He stood up from the bed and walked over to the door to collect his bag.

"You're just going to leave?" A raspy voice responded. He sounded almost… sad about that? "That's pretty rude. Let me… walk you to the door… at least." Hinata felt a whoosh of air go by him as Kageyama managed to get to the door, open it, and flutter down the stairs in one swift motion, his Snuggie billowing out behind him like a superhero cape. Why is he so dorky and cute? And faintly, he could have heard a few mumbled words float past: "I didn't mind you coming"

Hinata's heart soared at these words, and he happily pranced down the stairs after Kageyama and started to put on his outerwear. He tugged on his jacket, slipped his hands into the warm gloves, and wound the scarf around his neck. Stepping into his boots, Hinata hoisted his bag over his shoulder, looked up at Kageyama, who was standing by the open door (like a personal escort?), and said, "Well, see you tomorrow!" There was no reply.

Hmm? "Kageyama, what's wrong?" Hinata studied his face, and found a noticeable blush dusting his cheeks.

"You're wearing…it." Kageyama's eyes flickered towards Hinata's neck, then immediately dropped downwards.

"Hmm? Oh, the scarf you gave me." Hinata realized, a bit confused. "Of course I am!" I love how shy he is. "It's warm and cuddly, and I'd wear it every day because you gave it to me. (aww, he's blushing!) Besides," Hinata added with a devilish grin, "It smells like you."

"HAVE MERCY ON ME!" Hinata yelled, using his bag as a shield as Kageyama started thwacking him with one of his bunny slippers.

"My bunnies won't forgive you!" Kageyama yelled back in a hoarse voice. Hinata peeked at him from behind his bag, and immediately fell to the floor, bursting into laughter. Kageyama looked so ridiculously endearing. He was wearing one bunny slipper, the other foot bare, and holding the other slipper in his hand. And the Snuggie. Kageyama, the king of the court, wearing a Snuggie! Hinata exploded into a fit of giggles, unable to control his snickering until Kageyama knelt down on the tiled floor and leaned down towards him with a scowl.

"If you let out one more peep, I swear…"

"Hey, did you know?" Hinata propped himself up on his elbow and suddenly cut off Kageyama's threat with a genuine beam. (I know why I was feeling that way.) "I wasn't feeling well at school today. And not in the sick-y way, but like pulls inside my chest. And now I see. (Spending time with you helped me realize.) It was because I missed you."

"…! What are you saying?! That's totally cheesy, cut it out!" Kageyama stuttered at Hinata's sudden burst of sentimentality.

"Ah, so you missed me too huh?" (I'm so glad.)

"That's not it!"

"Kageyama? Remember I told you hugs cure hypothermia yesterday?" Hinata found himself asking. I hope he doesn't kill me for this

"…mhmhmh." Kageyama turned his face away, embarrassed at the memory of their date.

"Well," Hinata smiled happily, (Never leave me, Kageyama), "I've also heard that kisses can also cure colds." Hinata carefully but quickly leaned in towards Kageyama's face, and brushed his soft and warm cheek with a gentle chu. He quickly withdrew, ready to gauge Kageyama's reaction. He observed Kageyama's face, which was quickly turning a bright red, with amusement and affection.

"…If you get all germy, it's your fault." Kageyama leaned forward, and…

! Did he just return… the kiss? It happened in such a short span of time that Hinata wasn't sure if he was hallucinating or not. But Hinata felt a faint buzz lingering on his cheek.

Hinata and Kageyama both were deathly silent. Hinata knew his cheeks probably were redder than Kageyama's. I must escape this situation this is so embarrassing! Hinata stood up robotically, picked up his bag, stepped outside onto the front porch, and turned towards Kageyama. The cold breeze did nothing to cool his hot face. What. What. What. Just. Happened.

"Th-then, I'll be off." Hinata mumbled, unable to make eye contact with Kageyama (HE JUST KISSED ME ON THE CHEEK)

"…Okay."

Hinata was confused. He sounds… unhappy? No, Hinata quickly glanced at Kageyama, he's just embarrassed. Like me.

"I hope you feel better." Hinata mustered up the courage to say, albeit a bit shyly. "And don't worry… I'll make it up to you, like I said, yesterday…"

"…You…already have." "Well a-nyway!" Kageyama quickly rushed to change the subject. "It gets cold and dark pretty early, so you should, um, head home now. You can't get sick, also I'll have no one to set to tomorrow." He mumbled the second part almost to himself.

"You already have?" That means… He likes it when I'm around, and just that is enough for him? And he would also miss me if I were gone, just like I missed him today…

Hinata's heart swelled. "I will. See you tomorrow!" He gave one more grin to Kageyama, who was still half-pouting and red from what had happened, (I love how shy he is) and set off down the front path of Kageyama's house. He heard the door click shut softly behind him.

The sun was barely visible now, barely illuminating tops of the houses and trees, sending streaks of red-violet and gold across the dark blue sky. The day was ending. But tomorrow, (I will see him again), another day will begin, the new sunrise always seeming more beautiful and fascinating than the former. Hinata wasn't sure what would happen between him and Kageyama in the future, but he somehow knew in his heart, (which made his heart throb with happiness)

Someday, I'll wake up early to see the sunrise with Kageyama. Together.

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