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"Hey!" came a sharp voice from behind Kageyama.
He turned on his heel, volleyball still in hand, to face- oh. It was Hinata. He should have known. Kageyama sighed and rolled his eyes, tucking the ball against his hip. "What do you want?" he said sullenly.
"Do you know how fucking cute you are?" Hinata demanded, seeming genuinely upset.
Kageyama blinked at him, not knowing what to say aside from a dull, "um..."
"I can't even focus on the ball!" Hinata ranted, "This is all your fault, so you have to fix it. Stop being so cute."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Kageyama responded. His voice rose and he could feel his eye twitching in agitation. Not being told exactly what was the problem was severely pissing Kageyama off, and he wasn't really in the mood to pussyfoot around it.
"You!" Hinata exclaimed. "You're just so... You're so fucking cute, that it's distracting me!"
"That's it?" Kageyama yelled, "That's what you're whining about? Come here."
Hinata came and stood closer, but Kageyama beckoned him even closer. Once they were practically nose-to-nose, Kageyama leaned down and pecked Hinata on the cheek. Unfortunately, that was not enough to satisfy the shorter boy. Hinata frowned and pouted for a brief moment before taking Kageyama's shirt collar and pulling him down into a kiss- a real kiss.
As he let go of Kageyama's shirt and pulled back, Hinata smiled. A bright red blush was already settling over Kageyama's face and it made Hinata giggle a bit.
"There. Thanks," Hinata said cheerily as he turned and walked away.
Kageyama just stood there, rooted to the spot, and groaned despairingly.