Sweet Tangerine Tea - kagehina sick au

chapter four

Kageyama spent the next hour just looking at Hinata. It's creepy, he knows that. But, there's just something about him... Something about him that makes him unable to look away.

He thought to himself.

Maybe it's his face. 

He traced over Hinata's features with his eyes.

Hinata's face is adorable. His small, cute lips and button nose. His cheeks always slightly rosy, eyes big and warm. Not to mention his mouse-like ears.

But... wait, how could he forget?

His hair.

It's honestly beautiful. His hair has always been his favorite. Such a vivid orange, always glowing a hue brighter than the sun. 

I guess orange is my new favorite color.

He smiled. 

I wonder... what it... feels like.

...He's asleep. He won't notice, right?

He slowly brought his hand towards Hinata's hair.

Damn.

His hair is so... soft.

He felt guilty for doing this, obviously.

He stayed there for a minute.

Wait, what am I doing?

Hinata may be getting better, but he's sleeping. I need to just-

Right when he began to move his hand away, Hinata opened his eyes.

Then, unfortunately enough, Kageyama let out an involuntary scream.

"AHH! UH HINATA... SORRY! IT'S NOT WHAT IT-"

"Keep it there."

"What?"

"...Your hand. On my hair. It feels... nice."

So after his little outburst, Kageyama hesitantly moved his hand back up to his hair and started stroking it. Hinata closed his eyes.

They stayed like that for a while.

Soon after, Kageyama watched him drift off to sleep yet another time.

He sighed.

I guess I'll go make the dumb ass some tea now.

Next, the setter got up from his knees and left Hinata's room.

Once he was in the kitchen, he walked towards the stove to boil some water and read the clock:

7:48 PM

Jeez, it's almost 8 o'clock. How long was I... with Hinata.

As he prepared the tea, He thought a lot about the moment they shared.

I doubt he feels the same way as I do.

Well... what if he...

He slapped himself.

"No, you idiot!"

There's no way he feels anything for me! He's just a genuine kind-hearted person who didn't want me to feel embarrassed for touching his hair! I'm sure he'd be like that with anyone else!

Why... do i have to feel like this.

He's a guy and I'm- I'm not- a girl.

There's no way he likes me. Just no fucking way.