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If, a couple weeks ago, you were to ask Kageyama Tobio how he thought he was going to leave this world, he wouldn’t have thought too much about it. He probably would have told you something along the lines of “I don’t know. Heart attack maybe. Who cares?” The thought of dying when an asteroid collided with the Earth, effectively wiping all life from the planet in a series of gigantic explosions wouldn’t have even crossed his mind.
Yet, here he is, listening to a radio announcement telling him exactly that: the world has three weeks until impact, and when the asteroid finally collides with the Earth, everyone’s going to die.
If, right now, you were to ask Kageyama Tobio how he thinks he’s going to leave this world, he’d probably punch you in the face.
Kageyama thinks he should feel different now, knowing that he has only three weeks left to live. He’s pretty sure that his entire life should feel different. But it doesn’t. For three days, his life continues as if nothing had changed, as if the news of the world coming to a sudden end in less than a month had been nothing but a tasteless joke. He wakes up, gets dressed, eats breakfast, and drives to work. Then, he drives back to his home, takes a bath, eats his dinner, and goes to bed. This empty routine feels automatic by now.
Kageyama knows he should probably feel scared, angry, despaired, or at least disappointed with the fact that he’s going to die at the age of twenty-three, alone, after living a completely unexciting life. Right now, as he lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling, Kageyama’s surprised to find out that, even after three days, he doesn’t feel any of those things.
After all, it’s been a while since he’s really felt anything.
When sleep doesn’t come after two hours of tossing and turning around in his bed, Kageyama gets up with a sigh, and heads to the living room. Without turning the lights on, he sits down on his couch, unsure of the reason why he left his bed to sit alone in the cold darkness of his living room. He thinks that maybe he is feeling different, after all.
“Three weeks, huh…” he mumbles, sinking a little bit further into the cushions.
If just a few hours ago Kageyama had been surprised with his lack of an emotional response to the shocking announcement of the Earth’s imminent destruction, he is now facing the opposite problem. All of sudden, the fear, the anger, and the despair he was unable to find before are now hitting him in full force. The sudden rush of emotion is almost strong enough to knock the breath out of him, but there’s one thing that weighs more than anything else.
Disappointment.
Kageyama hunches forward, holding his head in his hands. He tightens his grip without realizing it, his fingers burying in his dark hair, and pulling on dark locks hard enough to hurt. But Kageyama doesn’t realize. He doesn’t feel the pain, or the coldness of his apartment. He can’t hear the busy, ever-present noise of the city of Tokyo. He can’t even hear his own thoughts. There is only one thing he can feel: a wave a disappointment so strong that it can numb his entire body, and overwhelm all of his senses.
“What have I done with my life?” Kageyama thinks, and shuts his eyes to fight back the sting of tears “What have I accomplished?”
But what hurts the most, the thought that burns across his mind and leaves a heavy, disgusting feeling in the pit of his stomach, is that he knows he can’t do anything about it now. He can’t turn his life around in three weeks, and even if he could, it would serve no purpose. He is going to die anyway, along with the rest of the planet, in less than three weeks.
“I’m pathetic…” he whispers trough gritted teeth.
Suddenly, the sound of quiet sobbing interrupts his thoughts. Kageyama thinks it’s him, at first, that he started crying without realizing it. But once the feeling of crushing misery begins to recede, he realizes (much to his relief) that it’s not him who is crying. The sound comes from outside the window.
Kageyama gets up slowly, and approaches the window with trembling feet. The sound gets louder as he gets nearer the glass, confirming that whoever is crying, is doing it from the outside. When he is about to draw the curtain, Kageyama stops himself.
“What if it’s a ghost?” he thinks, and a shiver runs down his spine. He would never, ever admit it, but Kageyama is actually very afraid of ghosts, especially since his volleyball club senpai made him watch a scary movie in middle school.
While Kageyama is in the middle of considering the probabilities of dying even sooner than expected in the hands of a weeping supernatural creature, the sound goes from quiet sobbing, to full-on bawling.
He takes a step back, surprised, before finally pulling back the curtains. The first thing Kageyama notices is a wild mess of orange hair, tousled, and sticking out everywhere. Upon closer inspection, he realizes that the person who is currently crying loudly on the fire escape outside his window is in fact not a ghost, just a weirdo who thinks crying his eyes out in front of people’s windows in the middle of the night is a good idea.
After a moment of hesitation, Kageyama taps on the glass to get the stranger’s attention, but it’s useless. Sighing, he opens the window, and immediately misses the way the terrible sound of crying was muffled by the glass.
“Hey,” he says, and once again, gets no response. Kageyama is getting increasingly annoyed. He is pretty sure that if he has to hear this person crying any longer, he’s going to commit murder. Or suicide. Or both.
“Hey!” Kageyama repeats, louder this time, and grabs the crying-weirdo’s shoulder.
Much to Kageyama’s surprise, the stranger screams loudly, and scrambles to the furthest corner of the fire escape in a futile attempt to get away from him. At the same time, Kageyama lets out a scream of his own and stumbles back, only to fall down and land on his butt.
“Why the hell are you screaming, you dumbass!?” Kageyama asks, anger flooding his entire body.
“Y-y-you scared me!” the stranger stammers, still looking completely frightened.
“You were the one who was crying outside my window!” Kageyama yells, scrambling up and jumping out the window frame to stand on the fire escape. The stranger lets out a yelp, and curls up on himself, trying to make himself smaller. Only then, Kageyama notices how tiny he is. “What the hell was that about?”
There is a moment of silence, and suddenly, the redhead is crying again, even louder this time.
“What the hell!?” Kageyama exclaims.
“I-I-I…” the stranger tries to answer, but his own sobs interrupt him. He covers his face with his hands to muffle his crying, shoulders shaking violently. It’s a really pathetic sight
Kageyama sighs, and crouches down in front of him. Not quite sure of what he’s doing, he places his hands on the redhead’s shoulders. He receives a confused and surprised look when the stranger removes his hands from his face to stare at Kageyama.
“Stop crying,” Kageyama orders, glaring at him. The stranger sniffles loudly, and immediately stops his loud sobbing. “Now breathe,” the raven says, looking into brown eyes still bright with tears.
Surprisingly, the stranger obeys him, taking deep, slow breaths. Occasionally, he lets a sob interrupt his breathing, but they become more and more uncommon, until they stop altogether. When the redhead has finally calmed down, Kageyama lets go of his shoulders, still looking him in the eye.
“Are you okay?” he asks. Kageyama doesn’t know why he cares enough to ask. He doesn’t even know why he took the time to comfort a total stranger until he stopped crying, instead of just opening the window and telling him to go cry somewhere else. But when the redhead nods quietly, relief washes over his body.
“I’m Hinata,” the redhead says, wiping the remains of tears from his cheeks. “Hinata Shouyou.”
Kageyama stares at him for a moment, examining his unruly orange locks and tiny frame, before deciding that the name definitely fits him.
“Kageyama Tobio,” he says after a moment.
Kageyama finally tears his eyes from the other’s brown orbs, and gets up with a sigh.
“Now go home,” he says while pushing one leg over the window frame and inside his apartment.
“Um, I kinda…” Hinata’s voice reaches his ears, hesitant, and a little bit embarrassed. “Locked myself out…”
Kageyama turns to look at him for a moment, and then mentally concludes that Hinata Shouyou is a complete idiot.
“Is that why you were crying?”
“No! Well, yes, but it wasn’t only that…” Hinata’s voice dies out, and a small pout appears on his face. “I tried climbing from the fire escape and opening the window form the outside, but it’s locked too.”
“Break it open, then.”
“I don’t wanna break my window!”
“I don’t care, it’s not my problem! If you’re going to keep crying, do it away from my window!”
Hinata opens his mouth to answer, when a shiver shakes his entire body. The redhead wraps his arms around himself and looks down at his feet, still shaking slightly. Kageyama notices Hinata’s short pants and thin-looking t-shirt, and realizes that he must be freezing. After all, it’s a cold night, and he doesn’t know how long Hinata has been outside.
Silence falls upon them, awkward and heavy, until Kageyama sighs loudly and then groans. Hinata looks up at him with swollen eyes. His reddened cheeks are shining with dry tears.
“Fine,” Kageyama growls, earning a confused frown from Hinata. “You can stay here until the morning, and then you’ll call the landlord.”
Hinata jumps up from the floor, startling Kageyama. The redhead grins brightly, all traces of his previous misery completely gone from his face.
“Really!?” he asks with a chirpy voice. Kageyama stares at him for a moment, and then rolls his eyes.
“Yes…”
“Yaaaaaay! You’re the best!” Hinata exclaims, jumping inside Kageyama’s apartment.
“Hey, be care-!” Kageyama starts, but he’s interrupted by a loud thumping sound, and Hinata’s whiny “ow”. The taller man pinches the bridge of his nose, wondering how managed to end up in this situation. “I told you to be careful…”
“But I can’t see anything, the lights are off!”
“Because it’s almost two a.m., you dumbass!” Kageyama yells, climbing inside and closing the window behind him. “Normal people don’t turn their lights on at two a.m.!”
He reaches for the light switch, and blinks rapidly when light fills the room. Once his eyes adjust to the sudden brightness, he sees Hinata sprawled on his carpet, with a wire tangled around his left foot. The redhead grins at him from the floor, and for the second time in less than half an hour, Kageyama concludes that Hinata Shouyou is, indeed, a complete idiot.
~•~
The voice reaches his ears timidly, and Kageyama pretends he didn’t hear it. His back is turned at the door, so it’s easy to pretend he’s still asleep. A warm feeling of annoyance spreads across his entire body when Hinata calls his name again, a little louder this time.
“Kageyama…”
Once again, the raven doesn’t answer. He hears approaching footsteps, and grits his teeth at the tought of having to keep dealing with this strange, annoying guy at such an ungodly hour.
“Kageyama!” Hinata whispers urgently, earning a loud groan from the taller man, who finally reaches the conclusion that the redhead is not going away.
“What the hell do you want!?” Kageyama asks angrily, turning around to look at him. Hinata is clutching the pillow he had given him earlier, and his hair looks even more disheveled than before. The small rays of moonlight that light the room from outside the window give his skin a pale glow. Now, Kageyama would never, ever admit it, but he looks incredibly adorable.
“I can’t sleep…” Hinata mumbles after a moment, eyes cast downwards.
“And how is that my problem?” Kageyama asks roughly. Hinata mumbles something unintelligible, pressing his chin on his pillow. Kageyama frowns, and then sighs, turning around on his bed. “I don’t care, let me sleep.”
“Wait!” Hinata exclaims, jumping on the bed.
“Get off, you dumbass!” Kageyama yells, trying to push the smaller man away. “Go back to the couch!”
“Talk to meeeee!” the redhead whines, clutching to the sheets to avoid getting pushed out of the bed.
“Fine” Kageyama gives in after a few moments of struggle. He lets go of Hinata, and sits up, glaring at him. “Why were you crying before?”
“No, talk to me about something else!”
“If you’re not going to answer, then go back to the couch!” Kageyama sentences. He has already ran out of patience, and Hinata seems to notice, because he sits back, and away from him.
They stay silent for a few moments, and Kageyama is about to kick the redhead out, when he breaks the silence with a tiny voice.
“I… I will never see my family again.”
Tears well up in Hinata’s eyes, and he immediately rubs them away with his forearm.
“What do you mean?” Kageyama asks with a frown.
“There are no more flights, and all the train stations closed today.” Hinata’s voice is so low that it’s almost a whisper, and Kageyama has scoot closer to him to hear what he’s saying. “I thought they’d still be open tomorrow, but…”
“Wow, you really are an idiot,” Kageyama observes after a moment.
“Shut up, I know that!” Hinata exclaims, glaring at him. It’s really hard to take him seriously when he still has tears in his eyes, and is at least seven inches shorter than him, but Kageyama choses to let him continue.
“Then I got home and I locked myself out while I was taking out the trash…” Hinata mumbles, playing with the hem of his shirt.
“And then you decided to cry on the fire escape outside my window,” Kageyama deadpans, watching Hinata blush slightly.
“Sorry about that,” the redhead mumbles, looking sheepishly at him from under his bangs. There’s something in Hinata’s eyes right then that makes Kageyama’s breath hitch, but he does his best to ignore it.
“Were are you from?” Kageyama starts, looking at the ceiling. “You’re not from Tokyo, are you?”
“I’m from Miyagi prefecture,” Kageyama’s head snaps to look at Hinata, and the smaller one leans away, surprised. “W-What?”
“I’m from Miyagi too,” Kageyama says.
“Really? No way!”
Hinata leans in closer to him, asking dozens of questions. Kageyama tells him to shut up and go to sleep, but the redhead seems determined to keep him awake.
~•~
The beeping sound of the alarm clock wakes Kageyama up. He doesn’t know when he fell asleep, but he remembers Hinata coming to his bedroom at an ungodly hour, telling him he couldn’t sleep. He had told him we would probably never see his family again, and then they kept talking, and the last thing Kageyama remembers is seeing the first rays of sunlight, and wondering how in hell he had ended up chatting with a total stranger until dawn.
Hinata is not in his bedroom, and he’s not on the couch either. When he peeks into the kitchen to see if the redhead is there, Kageyama finds a note on the counter. He barely deciphers Hinata’s messy handwriting, and he finds himself smiling a little when he reads it.
"Thank you for letting me stay! I promise I won’t cry outside your window again!”
“It’s not like he has much time to do it again,” Kageyama thinks sourly, placing the note back on the counter, and the smile instantly disappears from his lips
~•~
While he’s in the middle of preparing his breakfast, Kageyama is distracted by a tapping sound that comes from the living room. He turns off the stove, and peeks at the room from the doorway. Kageyama is surprised to find a familiar face behind the window, standing on the fire escape. Hinata grins and waves at him, as if tapping on people’s windows the morning after spending the night in their apartment because he got himself locked out (“what a dumbass”, Kageyama thinks) was something he did every day.
“What are you doing?” Kageyama asks after opening the window to let Hinata climb inside. “This feels like I’m letting in a stray cat,” he thinks, closing the window.
“I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here last night,” Hinata says, rubbing the back of his neck. A light blush spreads across his cheeks. “You really saved me from spending the night on the escape.”
“And couldn’t you knock the door like a normal person?” Kageyama frowns at him, and crosses his arms over his chest.
Hinata stares silently at him, brown eyes widening a little.
“I didn’t think about it…” the redhead confesses, blinking slowly.
“You’re such a-” Kageyama starts, but Hinata cuts him off.
“Anyway, I brought you this!” he extends his arms towards him, and only then Kageyama notices the package Hinata is holding.
Kageyama grabs what seems to be a tupperware wrapped inside a soft fabric from Hinata’s hands. The cloth has tiny cats printed on it, and Kageyama can’t help but wonder exactly why Hinata owns a cat-patterned bento bag.
“They’re cookies. I made them myself!” the redhead explains, looking quite proud of himself.
“I don’t really like sweets,” Kageyama says, and watches as Hinata’s smile fades from his face.
“No way! How can you not like sweets!?”
“I just don’t, okay!” Kageyama snaps, and realizes he’s probably getting way too annoyed over something so simple. He had noticed how, in just a couple hours, Hinata had managed to get on his nerves more than just a couple times, and wonders why the redhead annoys him so much.
“Geez, don’t get so worked up!” Hinata exclaims, frowning. A tiny pout appears on his face, and he looks down at his feet. “I even made cookies for you, and now you’re telling me you don’t want them…”
“I never said I don’t want them!” Kageyama says, ignoring the fact that he actually doesn’t want the cookies. Still, he figures it’d be rude of him to do anything else but accept them, especially when Hinata made them himself.
“So you’ll eat them?” Hinata asks, excitement evident in his features.
Kageyama sighs, and rolls his eyes at the childish expression the other is giving him.
“Yes” he finally says. As he watches the grin return to Hinata’s face, Kageyama tells himself that his decision of accepting the cookies had nothing to do with feeling guilty over the previous disappointment he could clearly see in Hinata’s eyes. It was a matter of politeness, nothing else.
“Yaaaaaay!” Hinata grins widely, and jumps in place a couple times. He jumps high, Kageyama notices, which is very surprising, considering the redhead’s stature.
“Stop jumping around! Now get out, I gotta get to work,” Kageyama grabs him by the shoulders to get him to stand still, a task that proves to be way more difficult than he expected.
Hinata’s grin vanishes from his face, and he looks at the raven with an exaggerated amount of surprise.
“You still go to work?” he asks, frowning deeply.
“Of course I do, you dumbass! Why wouldn’t I?”
“Well… ” Hinata looks down at his feet again, and bites his lower lip for a moment before continuing. “We don’t have much time left, do we? Why would you waste it by going to work?”
Kageyama frowns, and looks at Hinata, who returns his gaze with honest confusion in his big brown eyes.
“That’s none of your business,” the raven says after a moment, tearing his eyes from Hinata’s. “Now go,” he orders.
Kageyama doesn’t think he can stand being with the redhead much longer. Even after knowing him for so little time, he has the feeling that Hinata is like a burning light, always bright and shiny. Being close to him is like staring at the sun, and a person like Kageyama can only stand it for so long, before it starts to burn.
Hinata heads for the window, and he’s about to open it when Kageyama yells at him.
“Use the door, dumbass!”
“Oh, right!” Hinata runs to the door and opens it, then turns to look at Kageyama. “I live right above you, you know? I only realized yesterday!” He’s about to leave, when he turns around again, a smile adorning his lips. “Just come see me if you need anything!”
With that, Hinata steps outside, slamming the door behind himself. As much as Kageyama was strongly wishing to be left alone just a few moments ago, now that Hinata is gone, he feels strangely lonely. He looks down at the package in his hands, and unwraps its. Kageyama opens the tupperware to find about a dozen chocolate chip cookies, and he is surprised to find out that they smell really good. He takes one and looks at it for a moment before taking a bite.
“Dammit,” he mumbles, chewing thoughtfully “They’re really good…”
~•~
When Kageyama arrives at the gym, he’s not surprised to find it completely empty. After all, it’s obvious that people would stop exercising after finding out they had less than a month to live, he thinks. None of his coworkers are there, either.
“Kageyama?”
The raven turns around at the sound of his name, and finds a bulky, middle-aged man standing behind him.
“Good morning, Koizumi-san,” Kageyama greets his boss, respectfully bowing his head.
“What are you doing here? I told you yesterday that you didn’t have to keep coming!” the man says, walking towards him from his office.
“I know, sir.”
“So why are you here?”
Kageyama doesn’t answer because, honestly, he doesn’t know why he’s there. But quitting his job has never been a possibility in his mind, not even after finding out about the Earth’s imminent destruction. His boss sighs, and places a hand on Kageyama’s shoulder.
“Go home, Kageyama. Spend some time with your family, call your friends,” the man winks at him. “Take your girlfriend out on a date”.
“I don’t have a girlfriend…” Kageyama mumbles, a light blush spreading across his cheeks.
“Your boyfriend, then!”
“K-K-Koizumi-san!” Kageyama stammers, and his boss laughs heartily. He looks at the younger man, and squeezes his shoulder with a smile on his face that quickly fades away.
“I’m closing down. Nobody’s going to come here anymore, after all,” Koizumi looks around the empty gym, and sighs, before looking at Kageyama again. “You were the best lad I’ve ever had the pleasure of working with.”
“Thank you, Koizumi-san” Kageyama says, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
“Now go,” the older man says after a while, slapping him on the arm with enough force to make Kageyama wobble on his feet. He starts to walk away, hands in his pockets, and then turns to look at him over his shoulder “Tell your boyfriend I said hi!”
“I don’t have a boyfriend!” Kageyama yells out, watching a.s his boss enters his office. The only response he gets is a loud laugh, followed by something that sounds a lot like “If you say so!”
~•~
A loud noise wakes him up. Kageyama opens his eyes and sits up on the couch, blanket sliding off his body, and falling to the floor. He looks around the room, trying to find out where the noise came from. He left the TV and the lights on, and the tupperware containing the cookies Hinata had given him is on the coffee table, next to the remote.
Just as Kageyama is leaning to grab the remote and turn off the TV, deciding that whatever had made that noise wasn’t inside his living room, the sound of a loud explosion reaches his ears. Startled, Kageyama runs to the window, and his eyes widen when he looks down at the street.
Dozens of people invade the streets, screaming loudly. They are throwing Molotov cocktails, and busting the windows of cars, stores, and houses. Kageyama is pretty sure he can hear gunfire too, and immediately, one thought takes control of his mind: leave this place.
Kageyama runs into his bedroom, pulls a small gym bag from his closet, and hastily fills it with as much clothes as he can fit. He can hear the voice of newscaster the coming from the living room: “Massive riots have been spreading across the city of Tokyo, threatening the safety of the citizens. We strongly advice the residents of Tokyo to evacuate, and leave the city as soon as possible.”
Kageyama goes back to the living room to grab his phone, wallet, and car keys. He looks out the main window and sees, terrified, how the rioters break inside the building, and the loud, incessant sound of yelling and explosions fills the hallways. He nervously looks at the door, which is no longer a safe way to leave the apartment, and then runs to the window to leave through the fire escape. When he’s about to jump out, his eyes catch sight of Hinata’s cookies, still on the coffee table, and his heart jumps up to his throat.
“Goddammit!” he exclaims after a moment of hesitation, and then jumps back inside his apartment to grab the tupperware, cursing under his breath when he hears the sound of a very angry mob approaching.
When Kageyama finally leaves the apartment, and sets foot on the fire escape, Hinata’s words ring across his mind.
"I live right above you, you know?”
"Please, please be okay,” Kageyama finds himself thinking while he runs up the stairs, until he reaches Hinata’s window. Kageyama sighs with relief when the window opens easily, and then quickly slides inside.
“Hinata!” Kageyama calls out, looking frantically around Hinata’s apartment.
“Kageyama!” a familiar voice reaches him from what seems to be the bedroom, and Kageyama rushes there, swinging the door open. Hinata is sitting on his bed, clutching to a pillow, and looking completely terrified.
“Hinata! Are you okay?” Kageyama asks, reaching the redhead with two long strides. Hinata nods, and then his entire body shakes at the sound of someone firing a gun down the hall. “Grab some clothes, quick, we have to get out of here!” Kageyama orders, grabbing Hinata by the shirt, and pulling him up.
Shaking like a leaf, the redhead does as he’s told. When he’s done packing, Kageyama grabs him by the wrist, and pulls him out of the bedroom.
“Wait!” Hinata exclaims, yanking himself free from the dark-haired man’s grip. He runs into his bedroom, and comes back a few seconds later with a volley ball under his arm.
“Hurry up, you dumbass, let’s go!” Kageyama yells, opening the window for Hinata to climb out. Just as he hears somebody forcing the door of the apartment, he jumps out, and they both run down the stairs as fast as they can.
“Where are we going?” Hinata asks, running after Kageyama as fast as his shorter legs allow him.
“My car!” Kageyama answers. When they turn around the corner, they both freeze at the sight of yet another angry mob running towards them. “Shit! Hinata, this way!”
“O-okay!” Hinata chokes out, following the taller man.
They run for what feels like hours, hearts leaping at the sounds of gunfire and explosions, until they finally reach Kageyama’s small, black, and very old car. Both of them climb in as fast as they can, throwing their belongings on the back seat. Kageyama struggles to start the car, but it doesn’t seem very willing to cooperate.
“COME ON!” he yells out, and relief spreads across his body when he hears the engine start.
“Kageyama, they’re coming!” Hinata screams, and Kageyama watches on the rearview mirror as a bunch of rioters approach the car.
“Hold on, Hinata!” Kageyama warns, before stepping on the gas, and driving away as fast as he can.
“Whoa!” Hinata exclaims, watching as the mob disappears behind them “That was so close!”
“What were you doing, you dumbass!?” Kageyama asks, taking a sharp turn that makes Hinata yelp in surprise. “Why didn’t you leave!?”
“I was scared!”
“So was I, and that was exactly why I left!”
“Stop yelling at me!” Hinata whines. “I’m alive, aren’t I?”
“Yeah, that’s because I saved your ass!” Kageyama sighs. “It doesn’t matter anymore” he thinks, watching out the corner of his eye as Hinata nervously fidgets with his seatbelt.“We’re okay”.
“Kageyama…” Hinata mumbles, snapping him out of his thoughts.
“What?”
“Why did you come get me? You could’ve just left…”
Kageyama glances at Hinata for a moment, noticing the slight blush on the redhead’s cheeks, before returning his eyes to the road. He thinks it over for a moment.
“I couldn’t just leave you there,” he says without looking at Hinata.
Silence engulfs them after Kageyama’s answer. Hinata fiddles with the car stereo for a while, trying to find a station that he likes. After a while, he speaks up again.
“Kageyama…”
“What now?”
“Thank you,” the redhead mumbles, looking out the window, and trying to hide his reddened cheeks.
“You’re welcome,” Kageyama answers, and then lets silence take over again.
“Where are we going?” Hinata asks after a while.
“First, we need to find a gas station to fill the tank, and maybe get some food.”
“And then?”
Kageyama sighs, silently praying for Hinata to fall asleep and stop asking stupid things.
“It’s obvious, isn’t it?”
“Well, no, it’s not, that’s why I’m asking!”
“We’re going to Miyagi, you idiot.”
“Miyagi?”
“I’m taking you to see your family”.
Hinata doesn’t say anything for a few moments, staring disbelievingly at Kageyama.
“Really?” he asks after a moment.
“Yes!” Kageyama answers, annoyed with the redhead’s insistence.
There’s a beat of silence inside the car, before Hinata erupts into a combination of babbling and squealing, jumping up and down on his seat.
“Hey, be quiet or I’m gonna kick you out!” Kageyama exclaims, but his anger is met by nothing but extreme, pure, and undeniable happiness.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Hinata repeats over and over, hugging Kageyama’s arm.
“Hey, let go of me, you’re gonna make us crash into a tree or something, you idiot!”
Hinata lets go of him, and sits quietly on his seat, visibly trembling with emotion. Kageyama stares at him for a moment and sighs loudly.
“What have I gotten myself into?” he asks himself, and then groans when Hinata starts yet another round of loud and annoying questions.