Hinata Shouyou

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Hinata played with the frills of the dress as he looked at himself in the mirror, tilting his head from side to side. When Ryu had suggested Hinata dress up to add a little spice to the bedroom, he hadn’t expected the older Omega to give him an outfit the next day. It wasn’t that Hinata was exactly unsatisfied… it was more that he felt the two held back, treating him like a fragile flower despite his rather vocal requests for more.

It had sat in the back of his closet since his last visit back, all but forgotten. As Hinata’s heat neared closer however, the dress kept popping back up in his mind.

He had decided to try it on while both Kei and Tadashi were away at work. It had been a lot easier to get on than he had thought, the dress and apron that is. The stockings he struggled with, the frills of his skirt getting in the way as he pulled them on.

The cat ears were the last piece of the puzzle, a slightly darker shade than the colour of his hair. They looked like an extension of himself, the clear band disappearing in the mess of his hair.

Wasn’t it odd how Ryu could find all of this so quickly…? What exactly did he do with Chikara?

The click of the door opening causes Hinata to turn, resembling a deer caught in headlights.

Hinata sighs, eyes shutting as he allows himself to calm down for a moment. He tilts his head to give Tsukishima even more access, slowly leaning against the other as he relaxes.

He’s quiet for a long time despite Tsukishima’s encouragement, running over what he wants to say. During that time he starts to play with Tsukishima’s fingers, remembering back to high school when they used to be taped up. He’s careful not to strain them, touch delicate.

“Sometimes - well… a lot of the time - you’re too delicate.” There is a big sigh as he moves to climb into the bigger male’s lap. He wraps his arms around Tsukishima’s neck, nuzzling the Alpha’s neck in return.

“’m sorry.”

Hinata stays quiet for a long time, which worries him as much as it encourages him. The omega is thinking hard about what he’s going to say… but at the same time, what if he end up not saying anything? Either way, Kei holds his tongue as he waits, and Hinata starts to play with his fingers.

Kei wraps his arms around him quickly when Hinata crawls into his lap. The fabric of the dress rustles as he shifts into place, reminding him of how much things had changed within minutes. 

“Delicate?” He repeats, sliding a hand into Hinata’s hair. He doesn’t see any reason to laugh - he’s just confused, “What do you mean by delicate?”

There is a flush to his cheeks, which he hides in the crook of Kei's neck as he starts. "Well...." he stops, body tending with embarrassment. It was so much easier to talk about these things in the heat of the moment.

"Whenever... I say harder or faster or...." he huffs out a breath, voice dropping to a whisper. "During sex... it feels like you're still being careful."

Tadashi groans and buries his face in the sofa cushions.

There is a small hum of disbelief, although it’s hard to keep it up when Tadashi is being so adorable.

He sighs, a hand coming up to tangle in Tadashi’s hair. “I see…. You’re just using me ‘cause I’m warm.”

“My little ray of sunshine….”

He sighs happily at the feeling of Shouyou’s hand in his hair. That always relaxed him. But now Shouyou’s complaints were keeping him awake when all he wanted was to sleep.

"I doooo." He's just so full of energy that it's hard to stay still. He'll try for Tadashi though. "I love cuddling with you." He pulls the boy closer as though it would add weight to his words.

Tadashi groans and buries his face in the sofa cushions.

Tadashi groans and buries his face in the sofa cushions.

three word starters.

❛ drunk i’m not. ❜

   “Oi, dumbass! Don’t drink that much!” Kageyama shouts at him before

     taking the alcohol from his palm, making a face at the smaller boy. He

     technically shouldn’t be drinking it in the first place, but the New Year’s

     party was allowing some slight wiggle room, Hinata drank too much, and

     that was the end of it. “If you don’t even know what you’re saying, don’t be

Hinata makes a face back, “I don’t want you stretching out my clothes, idiot.” He opens the door, perhaps a bit louder than he would normally be.

“Muuuum? Can Kageyama stay over? He’ll need to borrow dad’s clothes though!” He ushers the other in, just as his mum calls back.

“Okay! But he has to call his mother and ask.” She pokes her head out into the hallway, checking on them both with a small frown…. something seemed off.

   “Dumbass, I wouldn’t fit your shitty clothes anyway.” His expression falls 

     back to it’s regular look as they walk in the door though, briefly greeting his

     mother with a chaste wave as he walks into the room with Hinata. As long

     as his mother is okay with it, he’s sure his mother will be too.

   Kageyama leaves the room for a moment to call his mother, who he’s 

     truthfully surprised to have picked up because she may have been working,

     but she tells him that it’s fine for him to stay as long as he’s safe. He’s

     grateful for that.

   “She said it was okay,” he responds while returning to Hinata, nodding 

Hinata's mum nods when Kageyama comes back, still looking at the two as if she suspected something. "The bath is ready so get some towels for Kageyama, alright Hinata?" She turns to Kageyama with a smile, "I'll leave clothes just outside the door for you."

Hinata takes that as being excused and leads the taller boy upstairs to his room. "Uhhh. I'll get a towel. You should head in first."

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   Ever since the drunken confession by Hinata that night, Kageyama had

     been on edge about the entire thing. He tried his best to hide it, but it was

     hard at some points to hide this weird feeling that was inside him, 

     something that had been brewing in his chest ever since Hinata had uttered

     those words to him. It wasn’t like anything he felt in volleyball, anything he

     ever felt anywhere, so it was sort of a hard thing for him to distinguish.

   Kageyama doesn’t fully understand it until Hinata cuddles up against his 

     side in his sleep, having fallen asleep while they were playing with Spike,

     the turtle still sitting in between Kageyama’s legs, the setter feeding her

     lettuce to distract himself. It’s not working though, especially when the 

     smaller makes a soft noise in his sleep, something that’s oddly…cute. He

Hinata cheeks puff out in indignation, frown growing gradually deeper the more Kageyama insults him.

“I’m not heavy. You’re just weak!” He snaps back, hands coming up to try and fix his hair. What did looking “Geh” even mean?

He looks down at Spike. “At least someone here is cute,” he huffs, pouting as he continues to try and fix whatever “Geh” meant.

   “I’m not weak, stupid.” It’s not really a valuable rebuttal, but it’s something.

     The two of them never really made much sense when it came to their

     arguments, probably because they were hardly even considered true

     arguments anymore, but that was besides the point.

   “Of course she’s cute, moron. She’s a turtle.” Kageyama pets the back of

     her shell with a few of his fingers, affectionately looking down at her. To be

     honest, Hinata was also considered the cute one in the room, but he felt

     embarrassed for even thinking something like that. He never thought things

Hinata glances at the turtle before bringing his gaze back up to Kageyama.

A small lump forms in the back of his throat at the affectionate gaze he finds there. It was ridiculous but Hinata was beginning to be jealous of an innocent turtle who didn't know any better.

It's just... he wanted Kageyama to look at him like that too.

Tadashi groans and buries his face in the sofa cushions.

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   Ever since the drunken confession by Hinata that night, Kageyama had

     been on edge about the entire thing. He tried his best to hide it, but it was

     hard at some points to hide this weird feeling that was inside him, 

     something that had been brewing in his chest ever since Hinata had uttered

     those words to him. It wasn’t like anything he felt in volleyball, anything he

     ever felt anywhere, so it was sort of a hard thing for him to distinguish.

   Kageyama doesn’t fully understand it until Hinata cuddles up against his 

     side in his sleep, having fallen asleep while they were playing with Spike,

     the turtle still sitting in between Kageyama’s legs, the setter feeding her

     lettuce to distract himself. It’s not working though, especially when the 

     smaller makes a soft noise in his sleep, something that’s oddly…cute. He

Hinata moves to sit up properly, making a small annoyed noise. “That’s why I feel so…. Geh.” He stretches out his legs, glancing over towards Kageyama.

“Sorry I fell asleep on you.” There is a faint blush on his cheeks, but it’s not as though he hasn’t made his feelings clear. “Did Spike finish her lettuce?” He asks, quickly changing the subject.

The fact that Kageyama hasn’t said anything about his confession hadn’t escaped Hinata’s notice. As a result he has started to avoid it, or any topic close to it, as a result.

   “You look “geh” too,” he responds bluntly, as rude as ever, but he knows

     that there’s no true malice behind his words. In fact, it’s more of a cover up 

     in this particular situation, especially when Hinata looked far from “geh.”

   “You were heavy but it wasn’t bad, really.” Again, a cop out. Hinata wasn’t

     heavy at all; Kageyama could lift him and throw him like he was a grain of

     rice or something. Still, it was what he could think of in the moment.

"I'm not heavy. You're just weak!" He snaps back, hands coming up to try and fix his hair. What did looking "Geh" even mean?

* “We’re practicing cheering charms for Flitwick’s class on each other and now we’re both giggling messes and wow your eyes are pretty” AU

* “I’m a pureblood and you’re a muggleborn and we have astronomy together and you always come up in a onesie and some kind of blanket-robe and where do I get a Snuggie I need it” AU

* “Your potion blew up in your face and the teacher put me in charge of taking you to the hospital wing but I can’t stop laughing at the fact that you don’t have eyebrows anymore” AU

* “We both got detention and we’re in the forbidden forest and would you stop laughing at me for getting scared of a rabbit and what the hell did you hear that” AU

* “You’re the cute chaser and your house played mine today and now my house is mad at me because I kept cheering for the wrong team” AU

* “You and I are bitter rivals and we’re always trying to out-do each other but I just saw you being absolutely adorable with one of those weird fluffy things from Care of Magical Creatures and what do I do with these feelings” AU

* “You’re the hot prefect and I keep getting in trouble to spend time with you and you’re beginning to suspect something” AU

* “You noticed I keep sneaking off sometimes so you followed me and turns out I’m not human whoops don’t freak out” AU

* “You got into a duel with someone and they threw a curse and I jumped in front of it to protect you and now we’re both in the hospital wing because you beat up the other person” AU

* “You’re my date to the Yule Ball and originally we were just going as friends but holy shit you dress up nice” AU

* “Someone snuck in a bottle of fire whiskey and we’re playing never have I ever/truth or dare with friends in the common room and WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOW DRUNK ARE YOU” AU

* “I signed up to tutor you but we keep getting distracted and now everyone knows because our grades are both going down” AU

* “I swear to Merlin if you do that spell wrong one more time I will TAKE YOUR WAND” AU

* “Hogsmeade weekend and you dared me to go into the shrieking shack and surprise there’s an actual ghost in there” AU

* “Caught outside the grounds after curfew and have to get back in somehow” AU

* “Your owl and my owl are having kids together and we’re stuck helping out” AU

* “You found out about my secret stash of pencils and pens and now you won’t stop stealing them write your own damn essays” AU

* “You’re a pureblood and I’m a muggleborn and you don’t understand any of my pop culture references” AU

* “I keep applying science to magic and you’re weirded out by it so we start a science club” AU

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   Ever since the drunken confession by Hinata that night, Kageyama had

     been on edge about the entire thing. He tried his best to hide it, but it was

     hard at some points to hide this weird feeling that was inside him, 

     something that had been brewing in his chest ever since Hinata had uttered

     those words to him. It wasn’t like anything he felt in volleyball, anything he

     ever felt anywhere, so it was sort of a hard thing for him to distinguish.

   Kageyama doesn’t fully understand it until Hinata cuddles up against his 

     side in his sleep, having fallen asleep while they were playing with Spike,

     the turtle still sitting in between Kageyama’s legs, the setter feeding her

     lettuce to distract himself. It’s not working though, especially when the 

     smaller makes a soft noise in his sleep, something that’s oddly…cute. He

While turtles were interesting, and cute, there was only so much ‘playing’ that Hinata could endure after a lengthy practice.

It had been easy to drift off in the peaceful atmosphere, Hinata’s head slowly but surely nodding off to the side until he’d settled on Kageyama’s shoulder.

It was an even easier jump for Hinata to curl up against the warmth, making a soft sound of contentment as he nuzzled the setter’s shoulder. Even in his sleep, a warmth settled through Hinata. He felt safe.

He only began to start stirring when Kageyama tensed up, eyebrows furrowing as he opened his eyes and awoke from a nap woefully cut short.

“how long was I…?” He asks, rubbing at his eyes.

   The smaller almost makes him start again when he wakes up suddenly; did

     Kageyama wake him up on accident? He’s rubbing at his eyes, the tone in

     his voice suggesting that he’d been asleep for hours when it’d only been a

     mere ten minutes or so. Turning his head away from Hinata, careful not to

     stare, the setter focuses back on Spike who is chewing away at her lettuce,

     unconcerned with the situation.

"Sorry I fell asleep on you." There is a faint blush on his cheeks, but it's not as though he hasn't made his feelings clear. "Did Spike finish her lettuce?" He asks, quickly changing the subject.

three word starters.

❛ drunk i’m not. ❜

   “Oi, dumbass! Don’t drink that much!” Kageyama shouts at him before

     taking the alcohol from his palm, making a face at the smaller boy. He

     technically shouldn’t be drinking it in the first place, but the New Year’s

     party was allowing some slight wiggle room, Hinata drank too much, and

     that was the end of it. “If you don’t even know what you’re saying, don’t be

Hinata perks up when Kageyama says he wants to stay, straightening up once he’s locked his bike.

“Really?! Well um…. you can…. You can borrow some sweats and a t-shirt from my Dad?” He suggests, smile wide as he begins to head towards his front door. “And my Mum can wash,” he gestures vaguely to Kageyama’s clothes. “So it’s fine!”

   Kageyama can’t help but make a face at the suggestion of wearing his 

     dad’s clothes, but it’s not like there are all that many options. “Isn’t that 

     weird? Ask your dad first, dumbass.” It’s a far softer scolding than Hinata

"Muuuum? Can Kageyama stay over? He'll need to borrow dad's clothes though!" He ushers the other in, just as his mum calls back.

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   Ever since the drunken confession by Hinata that night, Kageyama had

     been on edge about the entire thing. He tried his best to hide it, but it was

     hard at some points to hide this weird feeling that was inside him, 

     something that had been brewing in his chest ever since Hinata had uttered

     those words to him. It wasn’t like anything he felt in volleyball, anything he

     ever felt anywhere, so it was sort of a hard thing for him to distinguish.

   Kageyama doesn’t fully understand it until Hinata cuddles up against his 

     side in his sleep, having fallen asleep while they were playing with Spike,

     the turtle still sitting in between Kageyama’s legs, the setter feeding her

     lettuce to distract himself. It’s not working though, especially when the 

     smaller makes a soft noise in his sleep, something that’s oddly…cute. He

It had been easy to drift off in the peaceful atmosphere, Hinata's head slowly but surely nodding off to the side until he'd settled on Kageyama's shoulder.

It was an even easier jump for Hinata to curl up against the warmth, making a soft sound of contentment as he nuzzled the setter's shoulder. Even in his sleep, a warmth settled through Hinata. He felt safe.

He only began to start stirring when Kageyama tensed up, eyebrows furrowing as he opened his eyes and awoke from a nap woefully cut short.

three word starters.

❛ drunk i’m not. ❜

   “Oi, dumbass! Don’t drink that much!” Kageyama shouts at him before

     taking the alcohol from his palm, making a face at the smaller boy. He

     technically shouldn’t be drinking it in the first place, but the New Year’s

     party was allowing some slight wiggle room, Hinata drank too much, and

     that was the end of it. “If you don’t even know what you’re saying, don’t be

Hinata looks around the area, kicking the ground in what appears to be a nervous habit before looking up. “It’s kinda dark…. you can stay over if you want?”

He wasn’t sure if Kageyama would want to stay over after what he had said earlier, but it was rude not to at least offer.

He avoids eye contact with the other, occupying himself with locking up his bike.

   It’s a shy suggestion – question? – that has Kageyama thinking of Hinata’s

     confession back when he was far more drunken and not just slightly tipsy as

     he was now. Had Hinata meant it then? Kageyama still wasn’t sure but…

     talking about it now wasn’t a good idea.

   “I don’t have a change of clothes and my mom doesn’t know…but I want to

     stay.” He could call his mother and let her know, he’s sure she’d

three word starters.

❛ drunk i’m not. ❜

   “Oi, dumbass! Don’t drink that much!” Kageyama shouts at him before

     taking the alcohol from his palm, making a face at the smaller boy. He

     technically shouldn’t be drinking it in the first place, but the New Year’s

     party was allowing some slight wiggle room, Hinata drank too much, and

     that was the end of it. “If you don’t even know what you’re saying, don’t be

“You’re stupid!” He replies before sticking out his tongue in retort.

There is no bite to his bark however and he’s soon laughing at how earnestly Kageyama is defending himself. “If you say so!”

Hinata stops outside his house, reaching for his bike. “…. thanks.” Kageyama didn’t have to walk him all this way after all.

   “You’re a moron, dumbass Hinata!” he shouts again, aware that they’re out

     of town and in the more rural area of Miyagi. It’s apparent now that they’re

     getting even closer to Hinata’s residence.

   Letting himself stop as they reach Hinata’s home in full, Kageyama notices

     then just how dark the surrounding area is. It was dark before but…now it

He wasn't sure if Kageyama would want to stay over after what he had said earlier, but it was rude not to at least offer.