No one asked for this but I was feeling it. I've had this in my drafts foreverr and I'm obsessed with Kagehina I think it's adorable but I can't see myself ever writing a full fanfiction on them so I've just decided to incorporate them into my story! If you're not into it I marked the beginning and end of the short so I'll just leave the rest up to you :) now enjoy 2 short boys and their current issues

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KAGEHINA SHORT

"I'm in love with you, dumbass!"

Hinata stood frozen, the fresh chill of dew soaked grass against feet contrasting majorly with the heated sensation burning his cheeks. For once he was left speechless.

"Don't pretend like you haven't noticed!" Kageyama moved closer to Hinata, only to have Hinata move back with every approaching step.

His eyes grew wide as he backed into a tree. Kageyama closed the gap between the two, pinning Hinata's hands above his head. He leaned in, allowing no chance for escape. "I want you to love me, too."

Hinata finally met his eyes, and he noticed the tears threatening to fall at each corner.

"I-I thought you just didn't know how to be a friend," Hinata finally managed to mutter.

Kageyama looked away in disbelief before thumping Hinata on the head. "You think I would have sex with one of my friends?" He literally screamed.

"How am I supposed to know? You never make your feelings clear- you always just loose control and start touching me!"

Kageyama's frown deepened. "When you say it like that, you make it sound like I'm taking advantage of you."

It was Hinata's turn to thump Kageyama on the head- or at least get flustered against his grip and then give up. "Idiot! Like you could ever take advantage of me! If I didn't like it I would've told you to stop!" Coming to the realization of what he had just confessed, Hinata's face lit up crimson. "Not that I liked it, I-I mean.."

Kageyama leaned down to capture Hinata's lips with his own. He tightened his grip on Hinata's hands, causing the red head to gasp underneath him. A tongue trailed it's way along Hinata's lip, and his slow pants of surprise from the unexpected were enough to allow Kageyama full access. He kissed him deeply, harshly, possessive in his touch.

Kageyama's fingers twined in his hair, desperate to explore. He was at an internal war- his mind telling him to stop while his heart only seemed to crave more. Okay it wasn't his heart.

And then all at once, beyond his comprehension, Hinata's body melded to his with an answering smile, and he was shocked when his mouth rivaled his own with equal demand. Longing destroyed all restraint, and within seconds Kageyama had Hinata's legs wrapped firmly around his waist, his arms around Kageyama's neck.

Hinata moaned deeply into the kiss before pulling away in embarrassment. "Ummm.. That wasn't me."

Tears collected at the corners of his eyes, his lips were swollen and pink, and his face was flushed brightly from exertion. Kageyama clenched his fist. "Do you still think we're just friends, Hinata?" he leaned down to whisper dangerously. "Tell me how you really feel."

Hinata gulped and looked straight into his death colored eyes. "I.." He stopped and tried to clear his throat. The last thing he wanted was for Kageyama to hear the shakiness in his voice. He wanted his feelings to sound sure, without even a hint of hesitation left to be interpreted. "Kageyama, I think love you."

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30 MINUTES AND A LOT OF ACTION LATER~

Hinata pulled out his phone, only to instantly be met with a list of over 23 notifications greeting his lock screen. 'Come over right now it's an emergency!' 'Helppppp!' 'STAB ME IN THE NECK WITH A PINECONE' 'Stop making out with Kageyama and get over here!' All from Kenma. All that were sent within the last 30 minutes.

Hinata shoved his phone into his pocket and quickly waddled over to his best friend's house, currently dealing with a little 'emergency' of his own- one that centered around soreness dulled to nonexistence by indescribable excitement. He didn't even bother to knock, charging straight through the front door and up to Kenma.

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I had yet to lift my head from my gameboy since I had gotten home. Kuroo was right, and it had taken me up until now to realize it. My gameboy was like my shield. Whenever I felt insecure or self conscious, which up until a few weeks ago was every second of everyday, I could always count on my gameboy as an outlet, drawing me away from the outside world and into a world of fantasy. I huffed a sigh. Games were my life long addiction, but playing them now felt like a waste. Now that I had received a taste of reality with an emotion I never thought I was capable of experiencing, I felt as alone as ever. Games couldn't satisfy me anymore. I only truly wanted one thing.

A loud thump on my bedroom door forced me out of my depression. My body shot up like a bullet. "Hel-"

Another loud thump interrupted me.

"..lo?"

And then another.

"Don't worry Kenma! I'm here to rescue you!" I recognized the voice immediately and rolled my eyes.

"You know the door's unlocked?"

A brief silence followed before I noticed the handle of the door slowly beginning to turn. Hinata came charging in, flying into the air and then landing swiftly next to me on my bed.

"Are you okay? Tell me everything!" He curled his legs against his knees, and I noticed the neck of his shirt slowly sliding from his shoulder. Underneath it revealed an assortment of hickeys ranging from the base of his ear down to his collarbone, and only seeming to grow in abundance the more skin the shirt showed.

I shot him a look. "Are YOU okay?"

Hinata followed my line of vision, and his face immediately erupted like a volcano. "I-I tripped on a baby!" He cried, frantically trying to cover up every sliver of exposed skin.

"You're the same height though?"

"HEY!" Hinata cried, pointing an accusing finger. "You're one to talk!"

I rolled my eyes. "So I was right?"

"About..?"

"You and Kageyama?"

Hinata lit up even redder, looking like a hippy freshly escaped from prison in a tie dye jumpsuit. "NO! Wha- okay, yes."

I smiled. "It's official?"

Hinata nodded. "But tonight isn't about me. Why would I want to talk about how happy I am when I know you're not okay?" He smiled widely. "If you tell me everything about you, then I'll tell you anything you want to know about us, so stop stalling."

"Okay.." I shoved a pillow in my face to try and hide. "I.. kissed Kuroo," I mumbled.

Hinata squealed loudly and clapped his hands together. "YASS you better work! Serving up honey child realness!"

I finally lifted my head. "Thanks, mama."

We had been watching way too much Rupauls lately and it was starting to have an effect.

"So what was his reaction? Did he say anything or did he just stare at you?"

"I.. don't know," I answered honestly. "I've never been kissed before, much less tried to kiss anyone else, so I.. ran. I couldn't look at him. I know he's not gay, and I know he has a girlfriend, and I know he knows how I feel about him now." I clutched the pillow tightly across my chest. "What I don't know is what to do."

Hinata thought about it. "Well, now that you've made your feelings clear, all you really can do is wait. It's all up to Kuroo now."

I sighed. I was a really impatient person.

"I don't think you have anything to worry about, Kenma. You're cute, you're funny, you're one of the greatest people I know, and if Kuroo doesn't see that, it's his loss.. You're my best friend for a reason."

"Because you're annoying and everyone else hates you?"

Hinata flicked my eyebrow. "I was trying to be sentimental and you ruined it, jerk."

I smiled and leaned against him. "I appreciate it."

Hinata smiled back. "I know."

I turned my attention back to my gameboy and clicked some buttons and killed Shrek. "Can you hold me?"

Hinata wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "If it's meant to be it'll work out, so stop worrying."