HINATA
I stare into my phone looking at Instagram. I know I shouldn't care what people are doing on social media but it's my way of keeping track of everyone. I am looking at Tendou's latest dessert. He would make me so fat cooking like that. I will have to remember to have him cook for me. My phone is pulled away from me.
"Hey!" I exclaim.
"You really shouldn't be so focused on this garbage," states Miya. I jump up snatching my phone back. The only reason he got it in the first place is because I was distracted. Miya Atsumu graduated last year. What is he even doing here? He is wearing a tee shirt and some destroyed jeans with slightly dirty chucks on his feet. He still sports an undercut shaved low with the top dyed a dark blonde. I use to hate it when I first met him but it grew on me.
"Don't you worry about what I'm focused on," I reply. "Still going to kick your ass."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he states sitting across from me at the table. He tilts his head staring at me. "What are doing?"
"I'm on lunch," I reply. "I had to get the morning shift today. I got some things to take care of when I get off."
"Like what?" he inquires leaning into his hand.
"Preparing my room," I reply. "I'm moving out from my mom's." He looks surprised.
"You were serious about that," he replies before laughing. "Holy shit." I laugh with him.
"Yes, I was serious," I reply. He gets that look on his face I have seen one too many times. He stares at me intensely.
"Hm, when do we get to break in that new bed?" he inquiries. I blush shifting my eyes. He makes me so damn nervous. He is older, cuter, more experienced.
"When I feel like it," I state. "I may not live with my mom, but I don't want my roommates to hear me fucking." Miya rolls his eyes.
"I doubt they will care," he replies shrugging. "Wait, who all is moving in again?"
"Asahi was already renting the property but needed help," I explain. "His old roommates moved on. I didn't mind. I could use the space. It's Kageyama, Tsukishima and I. We each get our own room but have to share a bathroom. Not bad for only 500 hundred a month. We get our space, get to park in a driveway. I can't wait." I'm not going to be doing anything different. Just the thought of having my own space, being my own man.
"I bet," he replies. "Although I will miss making you climax with your family in the next room." He rubs my leg with his foot. I move my leg away.
"No more of that!" I exclaim. It was embarrassing but exhilarating to be able to orgasm like that while holding in my voice. I was very lucky my mom never walked in on us. Natsu almost did once being the nosy brat she is. Miya has stayed over a few times but not nearly as much as my best friend. "I would still prefer for my roomies to not hear me."
"Why?" he asks jokingly. "Your voice is so cute." Isn't shit cute about constantly crying out in pleasure. I personally feel I sound like a damn female.
"Enough of this talk out in public," I reply searching around the area. "What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you actually," he replies. My heart skips a beat. He has my number. He could have text me. Yet he felt the need to see me in person. "I was thinking maybe you could come over tonight."
"I can't," I reply. "I have to put my furniture together."
"It can wait," he replies.
"No, it can't," I reply standing up. "I have to get it done so I can move in my stuff tomorrow."
"Your mom has been getting a little worse," says Miya standing up towering over me. "How is she taking the move?"
"Not good," I admit folding my arms for comfort as we walk back towards the school bookstore. "She wanted to know why I was giving up not having to pay rent. How she doesn't mind cooking me meals and doing my laundry. I been stopped her from washing my clothes, but she kept trying to anyway. Sometimes she succeeded. It was most helpful during volleyball season."
"You are her only son," says Miya opening the door. "Maybe she is having a hard time letting go. It can be like that. I moved out soon as I could. It was so hard to convince Osamu to come with me." Osamu is Miya twin. He is lot more chill than Miya.
"Leaving home can be difficult," I say walking into the building with the cold air greeting us. "For me that won't be the case."
"You are sounding like me," he says with a grin. "I know you are busy tonight but try to see me soon okay. Maybe now that you are on your own you can have a party." I begin to laugh.
"Nope," I reply. "Kageyama and Tsukishima aren't going for it. I wouldn't mind a little gathering, but I really don't want anyone in my space."
"Just me right," says Miya leaning into my personal space. He is so close I can feel his breath on my lips. I push him out of my face making him laugh.
"I'll text you," I reply walking into the bookstore. I see Kageyama wave at me from the floor. I bet he is glad to not being on the register. He hates being on the register. I head in the back making sure I have my badge clocking back in. I sigh wondering is there more to Miya coming to see me. I hope in some way he is developing strong feeling for me.
"Hey you," says Kageyama appearing scaring the hell out of me.
"Hey," I reply. "Ready for tonight."
"Hell yes," he replies. "You enjoy lunch?"
"I did," I say putting my cell in my pocket. "It was nice to get outside for a little bit."
"I know," replies Kageyama. "I wish we could have gone to lunch together."
"Same," I reply. Kageyama and I will usually go to lunch together but clearly that couldn't happen today. We both worked the same shift today at least. We got 3 hours left.
"Was that Miya I saw?" he asks.
"Yeah," I say walking out to the floor. "He was just stopping by."
"I have never seen someone graduate come up to the school so often," he points out.
"I agree but you know Miya is going to do whatever the hell he wants," I reply. "I'm going to my section. I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah," agrees Kageyama. He is currently working over in accessories while I am over in the science books section. I may not care to read like that, but I like being the in textbook section. It's easy to organize and keep clean. As I manage my department for the rest of my shift, I can't help but think about Miya. I know he would never admit it, but I think he likes me. It's confusing because he is straight forward. He doesn't ever hide his feelings. Not even from the people he loves. That is why this is so complicated. I'm trying to get more signs before making a move on him. I refuse to have him hurt my feelings because I thought what we are doing is something more than it is.
Kageyama and I clock out at 5pm practically running out the door. It is going to be so much easier to carpool once we are officially roommates. I pull out of my phone seeing Asahi and Miya sent me a text.
Asahi: Your furniture arrived. I made sure they put the furniture in you and Kageyama room. Thank god you guys got different colors because otherwise it would have been hard to tell them what to put where.
I chuckle because I really like the bedroom set Kageyama picked out for me. He did suggest it but overall, he did pick it. It's a little out of my comfort zone but I freaking love it! And yes he convinced me to get the black bedding. I'm thinking about adding another color to brighten it up a bit. Maybe the ivory or white like I intended. Maybe I should get something with a design on it. Ugh decisions, decisions, decisions.
Miya: Can't wait to see you. Don't keep me waiting too long.
I blush trying not to get aroused. It has been weeks since I got some dick. I am seriously wanting some.
"You okay?" asks Kageyama as he starts to drive.
"Oh yeah, I'm good," I reply. "Just ready to get home and put this stuff together."
"Home," he states. "That sounds damn good."
"It really does," I admit. "Once we get the training schedule, I can breathe a lot better."
"In one more day," replies Kageyama. We get the schedule Monday morning. I highly doubt it will change from the previous year. Monday to Friday practice is bright and early at 6am, over by 9am so we can go to classes if we are taking any during the summer. Kageyama and I did our sophomore and junior year. It was hard as fuck. Not doing that this year. "I have been thinking about some things."
"Kageyama, you're always thinking," I reply. I swear he has old soul outside of volleyball. "When will you learn to relax."
"I do relax," he says defensive. "I'm thinking about looking for a new job come the fall. Move on to something where I'm making more money." This catches me off guard. Our plan was always to work here until we finished school, get our dream job while going to the Olympics. "Are you upset?"
"Uh no, I'm just surprised," I admit.
"Yeah, I think it is time," he replies. "You may want to consider doing the same. You are going to be getting a car too. I want to make sure I have more money saved up. The bookstore is great, but they literally only see us as college students. If not for the scholarships, we would be struggling."
"That is a good point," I reply. I honestly like working with Kageyama. As much as he annoys me from time to time, I can't imagine not working with him.
"You look unhappy," he points out.
"I'm not," I lie looking out the window. I begin to play with my fingers knowing that things change every single day. It's a part of growing up. I should know this by now. We arrive to the house with nothing more being said. Kageyama probably knows I don't want to talk. I use my key opening the door. Asahi is out currently. Soon as he made sure we had our items he went out. I walk straight to the kitchen knowing the left-over alcohol is in there. I pour myself something to drink while Kageyama heads upstairs. I pull out my phone texting Miya.
Hinata: Hey what are you doing tonight
Miya: Hopefully you
Hinata: Good
I don't know why I didn't think he would want to see me. I want to fuck. Miya is always down for sex. Doesn't matter when or where.
Miya: Time?
Hinata: After my furniture is put together!
Miya: Oh yeah, I forgot about that
Hinata: Of course you did. I will give you the address when I am done to pick me up
Miya: We can't use the new bed?
Hinata: No!
I refuse to have Kageyama hear me having sex. That is just as weird as my damn family hearing me. I shudder at the thought. I head up the stairs peering into Kageyama room noticing he is not in there. I see the light on in my room walking down the hall. Kageyama is starting with my bedframe. He already put the headboard together.
"I thought we could knock your room out first and then mine," he replies.
"Oh," I reply. "Um thanks." I drink from my cup before joining him on the floor.
"Can you handle drinking and putting the furniture together?" he asks.
"I was able to study while buzzed," I defend. "I'll be fine."
"That was a total fluke!" exclaims Kageyama. I chuckle.
"You should fix yourself some," I reply. "It might make this go faster." I shake my cup a little trying to temp him.
"I doubt anything will make this go faster," he states. "It may help though."
"Do it!" I encourage. Kageyama laughs getting up to go fix his drink. It really did help. We got my bed and nightstands put together before switching over to his room doing the same. I must admit we got the hang of it. We a nice little stride.
"Fuck this," says Kageyama sitting on his bed. "We can do the rest of this shit tomorrow. It's almost 11." I yawn stretching.
"Agreed," I reply. "I guess we can take the trash out tomorrow."
"We can do it tomorrow when we are finished" replies Kageyama as I yawn again.
"I'm so tired," I drone. Funny how I'm tired, but I still want to have sex. I have just enough energy to get some dick. I pull out my phone texting Miya the address. "I'm going out so I will see you in the morning."
"Try not to be out too late," says Kageyama. "I would like to get this done tomorrow. Plus we still need to ride to pick up the rest of the stuff we want to be with us from home."
"I got you," I reply.
"Be safe," says Kageyama staring at me. "I can't wait for you to have a car."
"Me too," I reply. "Don't worry Miya is coming to get me."
"Ah," says Kageyama grabbing his laptop. "What you guys up to?"
"Just hanging out," I reply. "He wants to go over some stuff. You know how obsessed he is with game play."
"About as much as us," chuckles Kageyama. I don't want Kageyama to know I'm having sex with Miya. I recall him not being a fan of casual sex.
"What are you going to do?" I ask changing the subject. Kageyama shrugs.
"Probably check out a few things before bed," he replies. "Find something new to watch, shit I don't know."
"No pressure," I reply with a slight chuckle.
"I was hoping we got to spend our first night in this place together, but I know you want to go over game stuff," he replies. I feel guilty. I know damn well I am going to have sex with Miya. Some game play might come up but not a promise.
"I didn't know that," I say slowly. "You should have told me in advance."
"Didn't think I had to," he replies not looking at me. "It's fine." It doesn't feel fine. Times like this I wish Kageyama would open up to other people. He needs more friends besides me. I leave his room going to my own to grab my cell. I have a charger at Miya's. I probably will be back at 3 or 4 in the morning. Usually that is when we wrap things up. Miya texts me 20 minutes later saying he is outside. I close my room door stopping by Kageyama as he has the door open.
"I'm gone Kageyama," I say causing him to wave his hand eyes not leaving the screen. He is in his shell right now. I swear he can be so emotional over certain things. I leave out locking the door having my message bag with the things I may need. I have prepped so I am very much ready for anything and everything he will give me. I see Miya leaving against his car.
"Nice place," he states.
"Wait until you see the inside," I reply. He slides his hand through his hair before smiling at me. I swear my knees buckle. Miya opens the door with me sitting inside. Miya jogs around to the driver side getting inside.
"How was the rest of work?" he asks starting up the engine.
"Nothing compared to putting that damn furniture together," I snort. Miya laughs.
"It couldn't have been that bad," he replies.
"We were putting the beds and nightstands together for 6 hours!" I exclaim. "We still have to put our dressers together."
"We?" he asks.
"Kageyama and I," I explain. "Tsukishima won't be moving in for another two weeks."
"Oh okay," he replies focusing on the road. "I see you have been drinking tonight."
"It helped," I replied. "I'm sober now."
"I know," he replies. "You are what I call a happy drunk." I chuckle.
"Are you saying I'm not happy?" I counter.
"You're always happy," he says laughing. "It's amped up when you drink. I like it." I don't know what to make of this. Should I be happier around him. Should I drink more. Wait I can't. Volleyball practice. We arrive to the apartment in 30 minutes. Being in the house put me much closer to him. Before it was 45 minutes to an hour. Miya opens the door. "Osamu is out. He knew you were coming over." I blush knowing what that means.