KAGEYAMA

TWO WEEKS LATER

"Oh, look at this set," says Hinata. "Does this look like me." He sits down on the side of the bed. I must admit it does look like him. I think he could do better though. The bedroom set is modern, sleek, oak wood color. It even has a matching desk and bookcases which is perfect for his schoolwork. Of course, Hinata is not thinking about this. He likes the way the furniture looks. Having a nice setup is something Hinata came to like after being in my room a few times. My room at home is designed to be pleasing on the eyes but functionable.

"It does," I reply. "Don't jump at everything." He gets up walking over to check out the tall chest of draws.

"I feel like the nightstand is too small," he states. The nightstand is fine. It has two decently sized draws.

"It's not small," I reply. "You just have a bunch of shit." Hinata slaps my arm.

"I guess I will keep looking," he replies. "Which one do you like so far?"

"It's in the corner of the showroom," I explain.

"We passed it already?" asks Hinata.

"Yup," I hum. I lead Hinata over to the set I am thinking about getting. I have my eye on a modern design as well. All black. The bed has draws underneath that melt in with the bedframe. I like that. The desk set even looks great. The draws have enough room for all of my clothes and to be organized the way I want. The headboard has this nice black 4 inch strip that has this waterfall ripple effect. It is on the dresser as well. The nobs on the draws are square. It is just enough to be different without getting weird.

"It's so dark….." says Hinata.

"And I love it!" I exclaim. My parents always had to have a say in everything I did. Even volleyball. This. This is mine and mine alone.

"What color linens?" asks Hinata coming to stand beside me.

"Blue of course," I reply.

"Just like your eyes," he says causing me to look at him. I feel my heart flutter making me blush. That has been happening a lot. Everything he does, everything he says makes me feel…happy as cat nip. It's the only way I can explain. "I was thinking we could have our items shipped together and save some money." I like how he compliments me and moves on like it is nothing.

"That's a good idea actually," I reply. Hinata grins proudly.

"I still need to pick mine," he exclaims. "Come on!" Hinata grabs my hand causing me to look down as he drags me. His hand is so soft, so warm. I….I think I like this. "Okay, if I want to go bold why don't I go with white."

"No!" I exclaim. "No white." It reminds me of my room. I quickly walk away from the set he stopped us in front of. "How about this?"

"What color is this?" asks Hinata.

"Maple brown," I reply glancing at the tag. "It's not cherry wood, it's not oak, it has a red undertone, so mature."

"Mature….." says Hinata walking over to the bedframe. I can tell he likes it. What he likes even more is the fact I said mature. He glances at me. "How do you know I would like this?" I shrug.

"I don't know," I reply honestly. "It just feels like you. I also like that they have many items that can match this. What linens are you planning to use?"

"Off white," he replies.

"You're kidding?" I drone.

"What white is so….pure," he states.

"It's hard as hell to keep clean," I reply. "You hate doing laundry. You would have to change these sheets every single day."

"I'm trying to be mature," he replies folding his arms. "It's either this or all black." I smile. "Kageyama, I am not getting black."

"Yes, you are," I reply before chuckling. Hinata begins to laugh. We finish our shopping getting new bedding, linens, lamps, draw and closet organizers. These are going to have us ready for our senior year at college like no other. We get our items delivery schedule for next Saturday morning. We are planning to spend the day putting out furniture together. Hinata phone rings as we leave the store.

"Mom," he greets. He doesn't sound happy. "Things are good. Just finished buying my furniture." I unlock my car with us getting inside. Hinata is saving to get a car next year. He is so jealous of me having a car, but it is just another bill. It does allow for great freedom though. "Mom…..I'm fine. I don't need new underwear and socks. I'm capable of buying my own." Oh boy. "I…I have to go….I'm staying at Kageyama's tonight. Bye….." Hinata ends the call panting a bit.

"Everything okay?" I ask.

"No…." he replies. "This is what I was talking about! I am 21 years old, and my mom still wants to buy my fucking underwear! I can't handle this shit anymore."

"It could be worse," I reply. "I never got to make any decisions on my own and yet my parents never showed up to one game. They always had to be in control of everything." I can feel Hinata's eyes on me.

"I guess you're right," he admits. "That is worse. My mom at least supports me in my goals, a little too much but it is better than her controlling everything."

"I understand how you feel too," I reply. "How about this. Why don't we order pizza, drink some liquor and have a sleep over at our soon to be new home."

"Are you fucking serious?" chuckles Hinata. "I like that idea." He gets that light in his eye I like so much. I drink but I don't drink often. Today I'm feeling a little brave wanting a little sippy sip. "Need to go by your place for some things."

"On it," I reply. I head homes grabbing our toiletries, sleeping clothes, and something to change into tomorrow. Hinata text Asahi telling him we are on the way. He doesn't mind at all. He even said he would grab our order if it comes before we arrive. We text him when we are outside the house 45 minutes later. I park inside the driveway feeling giddy that I am going to be living here. Asahi opens the door smiling at us.

"I didn't think I would be seeing you guys so soon," he replies.

"We are really excited about moving in," says Hinata. "You are more than welcome to have some of the pizza we ordered."

"Nice," says Asahi. "I'm surprised it isn't here yet."

"I'm sure it will be soon," I reply.

"I will be having company over just to warn you," states Asahi.

"Oh," I reply in surprise. Asahi blushes rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah….." he replies. "It's not planned or anything. I don't know if it is romantic but better safe than sorry." I close the front door making sure it is locked as Hinata walks over to Asahi.

"We will stay out of your hair," he replies. "We will be upstairs, so I hope the walls are good."

"According to my last roommates they are," he replies with a chuckle. "Upstairs, not so much. You may want to be careful." I blush still not comfortable with talking about sex. I don't know how people can talk about it so openly. "Let me know when the pizza arrives. My guest won't arrive until later."

"Alright," I reply. "Hinata, you ready to head up?" He walks into the kitchen grabbing some things.

"I am now," he replies as Asahi goes into his room.

"Your room or mine?" I ask as we climb the stairs.

"Mine!" he exclaims. "I can't believe you asked."

"I was being polite," I reply heading down the hall. We walk into Hinata's empty room cutting on the light. "I will set up the futons and you can set up the laptop in case we want to watch anything."

"On it!" replies Hinata. He busies himself doing what I asked. I finish getting the futons set up when I get a text that the pizza arrived. Thank god, I am starving.

"I'll be right back," I reply. Hinata nods grabbing his small travel bag.

"I'm going to freshen up," he replies. I smile loving the fact he likes to be so clean. Most of the guys on the team were. Like Tsukishima said most guys in college hygiene can be rather disgusting. I jog down the stairs grabbing the pizza. I tipped online so no need to worry about that.

"Asahi, pizza's here," I call out. He opens the room door immediately.

"You guys are a life saver!" he replies jogging into the kitchen. "I'm starving."

"Didn't eat?" I reply.

"Not really," he replies. "I'm working on a project for work." I keep forgetting he finished college last year is actually in the adult working word.

"How is that going?" I ask. "I'm super nervous about that."

"Don't be," says Asahi as I sit the pizza on the counter. I fix me and Hinata's plate as he grabs a slice taking a bite. Man he is eating like it's been weeks. "I know you will make a great IT tech."

"I know but I want to play volleyball," I reply. "I mean being an IT tech is backup, seriously a back up."

"I feel you man," he replies. "I just wanted you to know no matter what you will be great." He grabs two slices putting them on a plate. "Is it just me or are you and Hinata closer?"

"Huh?" I ask the question catching me off guard.