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He’s not jealous or anything. He’s actually really happy that his teammates—who have become good friends to him—like his boyfriend. It’s a relief, even, because everyone knows Kageyama can be a bit abrasive at times. So this is the best case scenario, honestly. Hinata is just sooo…happy.
Hinata gets jealous when he has to share his boyfriend.
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Eu sinto o amor que o autor tem pelas personagens.........
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“I just—” he swallowed, bracing himself. “I need you to pretend to be my partner for a few days.”
Hinata’s eyes grew wide and something like hurt flashed over his face. “Pretend? I thought we were partners! At least on the National Team. Aren’t we?”
Tobio restrained the urge to smack him upside the head. “Not like that, idiot! I mean, partner in life! Like a boyfriend!”
Hinata’s mouth snapped shut.
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Tobio and Shouyou enter a fake relationship. Shenanigans ensue, feelings blossom and they finally get it right.
(Based on the Tumblr prompt: "I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyfriend ASAP")
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20 May 2026
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a sprinkle of cinnamon, a dash of sunshine by tinygumdrops (curryramyeon)
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
19 Mar 2020
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A new guy around Shouyou's age comes to Satomori, which is strange. Nobody goes to Satomori.
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05 May 2026
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“You don’t what?” Shouyou asks.
Kageyama looks uncomfortable enough to crawl out of his skin. He rubs his knuckles against his chin, roughly, and then tells the floor, “You’re sick, and you’re sad, and I don’t want you to be either of those things.”
Shouyou blinks once, then twice. And then, embarrassingly, he bursts into tears.
They could have played for longer. They deserved to play for longer.
Shouyou doesn’t know why he expected volleyball to be fair. And it’s all the more infuriating because it is the fairest sport in the whole world. Two teams. One net. Six players on each side, none of which get to hold the ball for more than a couple seconds at a time, and those seconds mean everything.
In which Shouyou and Tobio share a meal after the world ends. Or after the match with Kamomedai. It's all a matter of semantics, really.