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KageHina prompt 28 sentence 15

Prompt #28: Love confession

Sentence #15: “If you think I don’t feel anything for you, then you’re more stupid than I thought.”

“Ne, Kageyama, you know what I wish?”

Kageyama didn’t bother with a verbal reply, merely grunted to indicate he heard Hinata’s question.

“I wish I’d get confessed to. Tanaka-senpai and Nishinoya-senpai do all the time. I’ve yet to get even one.”

Kageyama turned his fierce dark blue eyes in him; “What the hell are you talking about, baka?”

Hinata frowned; “What? It would be nice to have someone feel something for me—“

“If you think I don’t feel anything for you, then you’re more stupid than I thought!”

Kageyama’s interruption left them both slack jawed and blushing for nearly a full minute before Hinata stammered, “Bu…But I thought you didn’t even like me!”

“Huh?!” Kageyama took two steps closer. “How could you possibly think that, you idiot!”

“That’s how!” Hinata shouted back. “You’re always insulting me, calling me names, acting like I annoy you.”

“You do!” Kageyama grabbed him by the shirt, tugging him closer. A bit more quietly he said, “But that doesn’t mean I don’t also have feelings for you.”

Hinata met the fierce glare head on as he always did; “Prove it, then.”

When Kageyama kissed him, it left no more room for doubt.

Kagehina snowball fight huehuehuehue

What started as a playful tease is now an all out war, a fact unsurprising given the two involved so their senpai hardly bother paying attention to it anymore.

But after so many years of juvenile flirtation Yamaguchi shouts at the freak duo, “Just kiss already!”

Kageyama sputters, his attention diverted, which earns him a face full of snow—compliments of Hinata’s impeccable aim—drawing roars of laughter from their spectators.

Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

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Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

I’m actually really proud of this piece and I hope people enjoy it.

Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

You know – I would really love to read some more about mature / college Hinata. Somehow I am still craving a grown up sunshine boy – just imagining his smile has me ready to faint. Do you wanna write some headcannons? Either whatever comes to your mind, or maybe him adjusting to being tall and suddenly really popular with the ladies? What will happen to our pure baby, will he stay a true flustered mess, or will he get used to it and start to be really smooth? :D

  • Has a growth spurt half way through third year of high school.
  • Makes him super awkward again because he’s not used to the extra height
  • Lots of miss timed spikes, hitting the net, basically everything he did wrong when he first started playing.
  • Teased by Tsukishima for not knowing how to operate long limbs
  • Kageyama calls him an idiot even more for the same reason
  • Neither will admit how uncomfortable they are that Hinata can retort on almost even ground.
  • Loses the nickname “Little Giant” but earns Demon of the Court because of his seemingly supernatural abilities
  • Still the fastest on the court, maybe even faster because of said long limbs when he gains control of them.
  • Sprouts up again during summer between graduation and university starting
  • Bummed that he didn’t get tapped to join the national team
  • Doesn’t stop playing of course. There’s always next year (or this if he gets noticed)
  • Used to being gawked at for his skills so feeling eyes on him is normal. Not aware it’s more females looking at him than usual until Kageyama points it out.
    • “Is there something on your face?”
    • “What? No! Why?”
    • “Those girls are pointing and laughing.”
  • Blushes as he looks, wonders at why they’re seeming to make fun of him.
  • It’s Iwaizumi who explains.
    • “They think you’re cute”
    • “Huh? How do you know that?!”
    • “Because it’s the same looks Shitty-kawa got! Watch, next game you’ll have a gaggle of fan girls and I’ll kick your ass too if you lose focus.”
  • Sure enough as they enter the gym there’s a crowd of girls waving and calling out to him. Hinata’s face reddens so much he looks burned.
  • When Oikawa comes home for the weekend, Hinata begs him for help.
    • “How do you talk to girls?!”
    • “Eh? Iwa-chan, you’re getting overlooked again? I thought things would improve for you once I left.”
    • “Shut up!”
  • The next game, Hinata repeats Oikawa’s advice like a mantra in his head.
    • Stand up straight but not too rigid.
    • Eyes soft but confident, no wide eyes.
    • Smile, laugh a bit, make their efforts feel appreciated.
    • Don’t single any one girl out.
  • Fails miserably. He squints, laughs way too loud and long and fumbles with any gifts.
  • Endears them more because he’s so damn cute but it’s just too painful to watch.
    • “Just be yourself,” Iwaizumi snaps one day at practice.
    • “But-“
    • “And get back to work!”
  • Eventually gets used to the crowd, mostly just smiles awkwardly and waves. Accepts bentos and cookies with a cute bow.
  • Never lets it get to his head, remains the same sweet sunshine child just with a deeper voice.

Consume Me!

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ASK: How about… omegaverse au featuring omega(s)! Hinata, Furihata, Sakurai, and Kenma experiencing their first heat since after getting together with their alpha!gf. Maybe a progression story for them getting to their gf to eventually actually mating with them? @3@ or however you see fit after reading my jumbled message.

I understand perfectly, I just hope I got this AU right and that you enjoy! Sorry it took so long!

It’s hot, plain and simple. 

Kenma feels an annoying trickle of sweat snaking down the back of his neck. It’s distracting, which is bad since this level is really hard and he’s already died five times. Frowning, teeth grit, he endures, blessing the video game gods for an unexpected save point that allows him time to shuck his sweatshirt and socks. Did his roommate turn up the heater?

Downing the bottle of water next to him as though he’s just found an oasis in the desert, Kenma resumes his play, steadfastly ignoring the increasing temperature in favor of defeating the second form of the final boss on this level.

That is until Kuroo almost tears the hinges off his door. Startled the console falls from Kenma’s hands just as he was about to deal the finishing blow. 

And he dies. Again.

But before he can reprimand Kuroo for his piss poor timing and completely unnecessary dramatics his former captain all but shouts, “What the fuck are you doing and why isn’t ______ here?”

Kenma stands, argument sharp on his tongue until he notices Kuroo is shivering slightly.

“Why are you cold? It’s like a furnace in here,” he says quietly.

When Hyuuga fixes him with that look, Furihata shrinks back. “How many times have you been told to make sure you’re with your alpha during your heat!” he snaps.

“Heat? Is…is that what’s happening?” Furihata asks voice shaky.

Hyuuga blinks rapidly. “You didn’t know? You…you’ve never had-”

Furihata shakes his head back and forth fast enough that Hyuuga’s afraid he’ll make himself pass out.

“Ok, ok, calm down,” he offers, stepping forward to attempt at comfort but the closer he gets the more his alpha calls to Furihata’s omega and that is not an experience he wants either of them to have. That and ______-chan will fucking murder him if he touches what’s hers. “Look,” he grits out, forcing himself to step back, “you need to get to her or get her here, which is it gonna be?”

“She’s not too far, I’ll run,” Furihata almost squeaks, tearing past Hyuuga who in the absence of the overwrought omega breathes a sigh of relief.

Maybe he can convince Riko to let him actually be the alpha tonight.

Sakurai pumps his legs but as his heat grows stronger so does the attention he’s garnering from other alphas. It’s embarrassing to say the least but he forces himself to focus only on getting to ______.

But in his haste and blind panic, he makes a wrong turn, ending up face to face with a group of women who positively radiate alpha.

“Oooooo, you’re a cutie,” one of them, a blonde, coos.

“And you smell so good,” another, this one with glasses, practically purrs.

“I…I’m sorry…” Sakurai whimpers, bottom lip trembling.

“No need to be sorry, love,” a previously unnoticed redhead assures, “but it does look like you could use some help. Feel like cooling off?”

The touch of a finger to his neck has Sakurai practicing salivating. He needs release but he doesn’t’ want it with just any alpha; he wants his alpha.

He shakes his head, back pedaling as fast as his shaking legs can take him. “So….sorry! I…I have to…I have a….”

“He has an alpha, bitches. Go get your own.”

Hinata whirls around, a mixture of relief and utter need playing across his face.

“What a shame, he’s a doll,” blondie supplies but backs off, they all do, when they see ______ will fuck them up if they touch what’s hers again.

“Come on Shoyou. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me but I’ll take care of you,” she says, grabbing his hand and tugging him in the direction of her house.

“Gwah! I…I need…it hurts…it…burns,” Hinata pants.

“I know baby, but I’m not mating you in the street. It’d be like dumping blood in shark infested waters. We’re almost there, hang on.”

They run faster and the moment the door shuts Hinata is writhing and humping against her, eager for any friction or stimulation he can get. She grabs the back of his hair, tugging back to expose his neck and latches on making him cry out. Forgoing the bedroom, ______ shoves Hinata onto the couch, whips off his pants and hers then crawls on top of him.

Normally she’d like to take her time but Hinata looks fevered and she’s afraid he’s going to pass out. As she sinks onto him, taking his weeping and blood rushed cock, Hinata sobs her name, fingernails tearing at the cushions.

She stills, stroking his face and kissing him gently, allowing his breathing to come back down a bit. “It’s ok, you’re ok now,” she whispers, rocking her hips experimentally. When the groan Hinata lets out isn’t laced with pain, she smiles. “I’m going to ride you now, baby. I’m going to make it all better, ok?”

He nods, leaning up to kiss her, trailing his hands through her hair. She grabs his wrists, pinning them above his head. Drawing up she slams back down, making Hinata’s mouth fall open in a perfect “o”, his breathing increasing once more.

“Keep your eyes on me, Shoyou, let me watch you,” she insists.

He obeys, the standing tears in his eyes rolling down still flushed cheeks.

“I love you,” he gasps.

“I love you too, Shoyou. Now, be a good boy and come for me.” She rides harder, grinding down, pumping him for all he’s worth. “Come on, Shoyou. That’s it, that’s it, good boy. You’re such…a…good…boy.”

Hinata’s whole body tenses, the release of his seed erupting into her eager body.

When he goes slack, she gets up to gather a towel and some water. By the time she returns, Hinata is curled up on his side, fast asleep.

Smiling, she sits side legged on the floor, trailing a delicate touch over his cheek. She still needs release of her own but for now she’ll let her little omega rest.

It is his first heat after all.   

Consume Me!

ASK: How about… omegaverse au featuring omega(s)! Hinata, Furihata, Sakurai, and Kenma experiencing their first heat since after getting together with their alpha!gf. Maybe a progression story for them getting to their gf to eventually actually mating with them? @3@ or however you see fit after reading my jumbled message.

I understand perfectly, I just hope I got this AU right and that you enjoy! Sorry it took so long!

It’s hot, plain and simple. 

Kenma feels an annoying trickle of sweat snaking down the back of his neck. It’s distracting, which is bad since this level is really hard and he’s already died five times. Frowning, teeth grit, he endures, blessing the video game gods for an unexpected save point that allows him time to shuck his sweatshirt and socks. Did his roommate turn up the heater?

Downing the bottle of water next to him as though he’s just found an oasis in the desert, Kenma resumes his play, steadfastly ignoring the increasing temperature in favor of defeating the second form of the final boss on this level.

That is until Kuroo almost tears the hinges off his door. Startled the console falls from Kenma’s hands just as he was about to deal the finishing blow. 

And he dies. Again.

But before he can reprimand Kuroo for his piss poor timing and completely unnecessary dramatics his former captain all but shouts, “What the fuck are you doing and why isn’t ______ here?”

Kenma stands, argument sharp on his tongue until he notices Kuroo is shivering slightly.

“Why are you cold? It’s like a furnace in here,” he says quietly.

When Hyuuga fixes him with that look, Furihata shrinks back. “How many times have you been told to make sure you’re with your alpha during your heat!” he snaps.

“Heat? Is…is that what’s happening?” Furihata asks voice shaky.

Hyuuga blinks rapidly. “You didn’t know? You…you’ve never had-”

Furihata shakes his head back and forth fast enough that Hyuuga’s afraid he’ll make himself pass out.

“Ok, ok, calm down,” he offers, stepping forward to attempt at comfort but the closer he gets the more his alpha calls to Furihata’s omega and that is not an experience he wants either of them to have. That and ______-chan will fucking murder him if he touches what’s hers. “Look,” he grits out, forcing himself to step back, “you need to get to her or get her here, which is it gonna be?”

“She’s not too far, I’ll run,” Furihata almost squeaks, tearing past Hyuuga who in the absence of the overwrought omega breathes a sigh of relief.

Maybe he can convince Riko to let him actually be the alpha tonight.

Sakurai pumps his legs but as his heat grows stronger so does the attention he’s garnering from other alphas. It’s embarrassing to say the least but he forces himself to focus only on getting to ______.

But in his haste and blind panic, he makes a wrong turn, ending up face to face with a group of women who positively radiate alpha.

“Oooooo, you’re a cutie,” one of them, a blonde, coos.

“And you smell so good,” another, this one with glasses, practically purrs.

“I…I’m sorry…” Sakurai whimpers, bottom lip trembling.

“No need to be sorry, love,” a previously unnoticed redhead assures, “but it does look like you could use some help. Feel like cooling off?”

The touch of a finger to his neck has Sakurai practicing salivating. He needs release but he doesn’t’ want it with just any alpha; he wants his alpha.

He shakes his head, back pedaling as fast as his shaking legs can take him. “So….sorry! I…I have to…I have a….”

“He has an alpha, bitches. Go get your own.”

Hinata whirls around, a mixture of relief and utter need playing across his face.

“What a shame, he’s a doll,” blondie supplies but backs off, they all do, when they see ______ will fuck them up if they touch what’s hers again.

“Come on Shoyou. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me but I’ll take care of you,” she says, grabbing his hand and tugging him in the direction of her house.

“Gwah! I…I need…it hurts…it…burns,” Hinata pants.

“I know baby, but I’m not mating you in the street. It’d be like dumping blood in shark infested waters. We’re almost there, hang on.”

They run faster and the moment the door shuts Hinata is writhing and humping against her, eager for any friction or stimulation he can get. She grabs the back of his hair, tugging back to expose his neck and latches on making him cry out. Forgoing the bedroom, ______ shoves Hinata onto the couch, whips off his pants and hers then crawls on top of him.

Normally she’d like to take her time but Hinata looks fevered and she’s afraid he’s going to pass out. As she sinks onto him, taking his weeping and blood rushed cock, Hinata sobs her name, fingernails tearing at the cushions.

She stills, stroking his face and kissing him gently, allowing his breathing to come back down a bit. “It’s ok, you’re ok now,” she whispers, rocking her hips experimentally. When the groan Hinata lets out isn’t laced with pain, she smiles. “I’m going to ride you now, baby. I’m going to make it all better, ok?”

He nods, leaning up to kiss her, trailing his hands through her hair. She grabs his wrists, pinning them above his head. Drawing up she slams back down, making Hinata’s mouth fall open in a perfect “o”, his breathing increasing once more.

“Keep your eyes on me, Shoyou, let me watch you,” she insists.

He obeys, the standing tears in his eyes rolling down still flushed cheeks.

“I love you,” he gasps.

“I love you too, Shoyou. Now, be a good boy and come for me.” She rides harder, grinding down, pumping him for all he’s worth. “Come on, Shoyou. That’s it, that’s it, good boy. You’re such…a…good…boy.”

Hinata’s whole body tenses, the release of his seed erupting into her eager body.

When he goes slack, she gets up to gather a towel and some water. By the time she returns, Hinata is curled up on his side, fast asleep.

Smiling, she sits side legged on the floor, trailing a delicate touch over his cheek. She still needs release of her own but for now she’ll let her little omega rest.

It is his first heat after all.   

Hinata – Need You Now

ASK: Hello Jade dear, how about a scenario about college Hinata making out and exploring his lovely s/o in his dorm room? Maybe it’s the first time they have seen each other in a while and he can’t help it – s/o is surprised, since Hinata is usually not as shamelessly hungry/forward, but enjoys it really much? Nsfw(-ish)?

Her knuckles had barely tapped against the door when it flung open revealing Hinata, eyes and smile wide. She didn’t think she’d ever seen more joy on his face other than perhaps when Karasuno won Nationals his third year.

Within a millisecond he had her in his arms, lips sealing firmly over her own as the door slammed heavily with the weight of their bodies as he pressed as close as he could get, hands holding her face as he kissed her.

In a flurry of haphazard movement he managed to get her on his bed, at least she hoped it was his.

“Shouyou.” His name fell from her lips halfway between a question and request.

“I’m sorry,” he rasped, voice low and thick with want, words muffled against her neck. “I just missed you so much, I can’t… I need you.”

The smile playing at her lips fell away to release a gasp as his hands, warm and calloused, shoved under her shirt seeking the heated flesh beneath. His palms skimmed over her breasts, still covered by her bra and she arched, seeking more.

“Glad to see I’m not the only eager one,” he mused making her blush. He wound his hands around her back, dull nails scraping gently making her shiver while his teeth nipped the lobe of her ear. “I wanna make you feel good,” he purred, his chest pressing more firmly to her own. “And I have plenty of time to do it too.”

He pulled off her shirt, burying his face between the valley of her breasts and inhaled, gathering her scent, wanting to bath in her essence. Tilting his chin up, eyes partially hidden by his bangs, he met her gaze and the look he gave made her heart race. “Kageyama won’t be back till Monday,” he advised, leaning up to remove his t-shirt revealing toned abs and a much broader chest. He drew up his knee, gently parting her legs to make room for him between her thighs. “And I have no intentions of leaving this room until I’ve had enough to satisfy me until the next time we’re together.” He caressed her cheek, taking a deep breath. “Which means,” he lilted, fingers teasing the top of her bra line, “we’re not going anywhere for the next two days.”

Supernatural AU: Hinata being a wizard in training, and he is out in the night of October 30th trying to catch a special type of fairy, but miserably failing, and the reader, who is also his classmate, finds him discovering his secret. I know it’s supposed to be spooky, but the idea of Hinata as a young clumsy wizard makes my heart burst haha. THANK YOU.

“Gwah!” Hinata’s voice carries through the trees as he lands heavily on his butt, the fairy he was attempting to catch twittering with laughter as he stands up from the mud puddle, silk robe all but ruined. He really should have left it at home like his mother advised.

“Darn you!” he calls, shaking his fist towards the air.

More chipper laughter is heard, the flit of her wings disappearing in a wink as she takes off.

“No! Wait! Come back! I can’t wait another year!!”

“Hinata-kun?”

A voice from the dark makes him jump, his balanced lost once more and he falls heavily back into the mud. With a startled yelp, she rushes forward, heedless of her own clothes to help him stand. “Are you ok? What are you doing out here?” Her eyes take in his attire. “And what are you wearing?”

He rubs the back of his head, belatedly realizing the result is merely more mud on his person. Sighing he looks in the direction of his lost cause. “I…I’m a wizard. Well,” he adds quickly, scratching his cheek, “an apprentice at least.”

Silence returns to the forest before she laughs, more in nerves than actually making fun of him. “Oh? And who or what were you yelling at?”

His head whips around, eyes meeting hers. “A fairy, one that would help me fly.”

She tilts her head, covering her mouth to hide her smile. “Hinata-kun, I thought you already could.”

He mimics her motion, head to the side. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve seen you on the court, if anyone can fly,” she pats his shoulder, “it’s you.”

She walks back towards the pathway, leaving him gobsmacked and blushing. He still wants to catch the fairy and he still wants to fly for real, but for now, all he wants to do is catch up to her.

So he does.