#dathamster

23. meeting on a train ride au for kagehina (sldjfhksjdfh thank you so much for your patience I am now finally able to write this for you

also anyone else a fan of Shouyou being manic pixie dream boy-esque to Tobio sometimes???)

Getting on the train at half-past midnight is always a little eerie. Tobio does it fairly regularly for work. Nothing like staying late at the office to meet a deadline and then riding home on an empty train only to fall into bed in his empty apartment to remind someone how soul-crushing adulthood really is.

It’s a Thursday, which means that Tobio has to get up tomorrow for work even though he’s out late. There’s always more to do. Absentmindedly Tobio gives the traincar a lazy, sweeping glance. There’s only one other person and Tobio stops dead with hand halfway to his ear, headphone forgotten, to stare.

The guy has orange hair that fans out around his head like a halo. He looks small but it’s hard to tell exactly how small because he’s laying on his back across the seats, his legs kicked up onto the train wall. His boots are the expensive designer kind with an abstract pattern in white on their otherwise bright red suede. Everything else about him is cheap, though, from his layered jacket sweatshirt combo to his ripped up jeans. He’s tapping his toes against the wall and staring right back at Tobio.

Tobio feels stupid standing there in his mid-priced suit holding eye contact with a guy who might be his age but is dressed like some punk kid, never mind the way that the guy’s lips quirk up into a smile or his eye’s seem to sparkle.

“Hey,” the guy says.

Tobio’s not sure how to respond so he just goes with, “Hey.”

“What’s your favorite band?” the guy asks.

Tobio blinks, completely off balance. The train starts moving. “What?”

The guy points at Tobio and then mimes putting headphones in and Tobio remembers that he’s holding his. “Your favorite band. Unless you were about to listen to a podcast or something else boring.”

Tobio scowls. “None of your business.”

“Aw, come on.” The guy pouts and even at a weird angle it looks good. Tobio’s not entirely sure who this guy thinks he is, being attractive and striking up conversations with strangers on empty train cars after midnight on a Thursday. If Tobio was superstitious he might believe that this guy was some kind of ghost or fairy or something. “I’ll even tell you my favorite band.”

Tobio finally lets his arm fall to his side, headphone still in his hand, and he says, “Not that it matters, but I like Queen of Crows.”

The guys face brightens and Tobio’s traitorous heart does something complicated in his chest. “No way, me too.”

With a deft spin that implies athleticism the guy kicks off the wall and rights himself, sitting properly on the train seats. His hair continues to stick every which way even though he’s upright, defying gravity. “Quick might be their best song,” the guy continues, “but the rest of Two Sides isn’t nearly as good. Invincible is probably their strongest album.”

“Invincible is perfect,” Tobio says, feeling a little light headed. “Their best song is You Are Amazing, though.”

The guy grins up at Tobio. “Wow, you have good taste. I’m Hinata Shouyou, by the way.”

Tobio shouldn’t give this guy his name. He should cut this conversation off and forget it ever happened. Beautiful guys on the train in the middle of a weekday night are nothing but trouble. “I’m Kageyama Tobio.”

Hinata bounces to his feet. He’s shorter than Tobio by almost a full head. “You look pretty uncomfortable in that suit, Kageyama.”

Tobio scowls. “Are you trying to convince me to take my clothes off?”

Hinata laughs, wandering a little closer. Tobio feels goosebumps break out on his skin and sweat start dripping down the back of his neck and he isn’t exactly sure what he wants, only that Hinata is making him want something. “Do you want me to convince you to take your clothes off?”

“We’re in public, dumbass.”

Hinata sticks his tongue out. “If there’s no one here is it really public, though?”

Tobio scowls harder. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean.”

Hinata shrugs. “No idea. A friend of mine says that though.”

“You’re an idiot,” Tobio says, his voice sounding sure when it comes out of his mouth. Hinata laughs, wide and open and unconcerned with Tobio’s glaring face or advantage in height. Tobio’s heart does something complicated again as he just watches Hinata be happy.

The train pulls into the next station. “Well, this is my stop.” Hinata says, turning towards the door. “It was nice to meet you, Kageyama.”

Tobio thinks of his empty apartment, his exhausting and boring job, his closet full of mid-priced suits, Hinata’s fancy shoes and cheap jeans and wild hair and sunshine smile. “Hinata.”

Hinata turns back towards Tobio, making a questioning sound in his throat. Tobio swallows.

“What are you doing right now?”

“Depends,” Hinata replies easily and then he gives no further explanation. That’s fine. Tobio doesn’t really need one, he doesn’t think. Not from Hinata who seems to defy explanation.

“I don’t want to go home yet,” Tobio says, feeling a little vulnerable. “Do you want to grab a drink with me?”

Hinata’s face lights up again and the train doors open. “Sure. I know a place, follow me.”

With that Hinata gets off the train, his steps light and quick, and Tobio follows.

I’m currently filling prompts from this list~!

you’re welcome!! it was a really awesome cosplay :D