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22. Giggly kiss

Kageyama stands directly in front of him wearing such an intense expression, Hinata finds himself bursting into nervous giggles.

“What’s what that face, Kageyama-kun?” he asks, hands reaching to curl into the front of Kageyama’s shirt. “It’s just a kiss.”

If anything, Kageyama’s frown intensifies. “I know that,” he says, his voice low. There’s a flush of red spreading over his cheeks, as he takes a small, deliberate step closer.

Hinata grins. He’s nervous too, he realizes, and for a moment they continue to just stand there, waiting. Hinata suddenly wonders if he’s supposed to make a move first. Is that what Kageyama’s waiting for? He rises up on his toes, just as Kageyama bends forward, and they end up colliding with a smack that sends them both reeling in opposite directions.

“Kageyama!!! Why did you do that?!” Hinata wails, grabbing at his forehead where pain has erupted across his skull.

“I didn’t do it on purpose, dumbass!!” Kageyama roars back, rubbing at the spot on his own forehead.

“You ruined it!”

“I didn’t know you were going to move first!”

They both stop, breathing hard and glaring at each other. Hinata lowers his hand, realizing suddenly the complete ridiculousness of this situation. He erupts into laughter, his sides hurting from the force of it. Kageyama continues to frown at him, as Hinata stumbles back against the wall, gasping for air.

“You’re … so bad … at this!” he hiccups between giggles.

“Whatever. It’s not like you’re any better,” Kageyama mutters, hands clenched into fists at his sides.

Hinata grins, pushing off the wall and hopping forward to grab Kageyama’s fists. He starts at the contact, watching him warily from beneath his dark hair. Hinata tilts his head to meet his gaze. “Kageyama-kun~” he sings softly.

“What?” Kageyama asks stiffly.

Hinata rises on his toes once more, brushing his lips against Kageyama’s. The warmth that radiates through him at the contact has him vibrating, and he stops only when Kageyama grabs his arms to hold him still. He bends toward him, leaning into the kiss to deepen it with the exact precision he uses when playing volleyball. Hinata can’t stifle the second giggle as the mental image of Kageyama kissing a volleyball comes to him.

“What?” Kageyama asks again, leaning back just slightly to frown at him.

“Nothing!” Hinata insists, grabbing the back of Kageyama’s neck. “Kiss me again!”

Kageyama does, and Hinata decides he’s not so bad at it after all.