#lost-shounen

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Or that was the plan anyway, except Kageyama looked like he was gonna kill something all day.  Hinata ended up with a decisive lead in the chocolate count because Kageyama’s face scared away half the girls that wanted to give him anything.  

“...are you mad?” Hinata asked quietly as he pushed his bike along on the road.

“What?  No.”  

“Because you’ve had this really scary face all day.”

“This is just my face,” Kageyama growled.  “I thought you liked my face.”   

“Yeah, but like... not when you look like you wanna kill me.”

“I don’t want to kill you, I wanna make-out with you.”

Hinata smacked his forehead into his handlebars.  “Your timing is the worst.  All the time.  Every time!”  

“It’s Valentine’s Day!  How is it a bad time to say that I want to make-out with my boyfriend?!”

“It’s not a bad day, but like... we haven’t even really kissed yet!  You know!  A kiss kiss!  Like in movies!” 

“That’s why I looked it up and did research!” Kageyama was red in the face now, clearly from embarrassment, but the way he was scrunching up his eyebrows still made it look like murderous intent before anything else.  “Anyway, get over here!”

Reflexively, Hinata dodged the arm that tried to grab him, moving to the other side of his bike so it could act as a buffer between them.  He loved Kageyama, he really did, but that didn’t make him any less terrifying when he got like this.  

“Let me--kiss you!” He tried to run around the bicycle.

“Why do you have to be so weird about this?!” Hinata ran the other way.  “It’s supposed to be sweet and tender, why are you in fight mode?!!”  He didn’t even get this bad during games!

“Because our tongues have to ‘battle for dominance,’ idiot!”  Based on what Kageyama had read, anyway.  He wasn’t sure how that battle was won, exactly, but he had to try to find out.  

“Who’s the idiot!?  Haven’t you ever seen a movie?!!!” 

“Are you gonna let me kiss you for real or not?!” 

Hinata braced himself, his every instinct snapping into fight-or-flight mode, but Kageyama’s expression had shifted from homicidal to upset-and-disappointed-but-aware-that-throwing-a-tantrum-was-bad.  It was a subtle shift in the eyebrows.  

“I just want to kiss you...” he mumbled bitterly, kicking at the pavement and stuffing his hands into his pockets.  

Sighing, Hinata closed the distance between them, leaning over his bike and bracing on it to press his (hydrated) lips to Kageyama’s chapped ones.  He didn’t pull away immediately though, he pushed himself forward, and Kageyama gasped a little into their longer-than-usual kiss.  Hinata’s lips gently clamped down on Kageyama’s lower lip, and he wasn’t sure how his body knew what to do, but it did, and then he pulled away.  

They stood a few minute in dazed silence before--

“Were you eating strawberries?”“Crap!  I forgot about the tongue!!”