What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?

A/N: Hello and Happy Christmas! I literally started writing this three hours before midnight because I procrastinate way too much but enjoy this short Kagehina Christmas Fluff fic! 

Kageyama secretly loved winter. He loved feeling the cold air on his cheeks after a hard practice. He loved the quietly falling snow that rested on his eyelashes and muted the sounds around him, how it crunched under his boots. He loved wearing scarfs and mittens and sweaters with button down shirts underneath. He loved sipping tea under a mound of blankets and reading a good book. But most of all, he loved Christmas. The lights, the seasonal treats, the jumpers; everything was his favourite. As if that wasn't cheesy enough, he loved the idea of kissing someone under the mistletoe. The idea of kissing Hinata under the mistletoe, to be more specific. Not that it had ever happened, of course, but he could dream.

It was hard to place when his weird crush had started, but now he couldn't really imagine life without Hinata. Life without him seemed... plain. Boring. Who would he yell at and call a dumbass? Who would he share those timeless moments during a quick with? Who would he complain about homework to and end up playing Mario Kart with instead? The fact was, Kageyama didn't have friends. He only had one. Sure, his teammates were great, and he loved playing with them, but it didn't compare to just spending time with Hinata. Maybe he should have anticipated it. It's not like he could have fallen for anyone else. There wasn't anyone nearly close enough to him for that. Except Hinata.

Which led to this: waking up on Christmas Eve with a strange sort of feeling in his stomach and Hinata on his mind. The team had celebrated his birthday a few days prior, but Hinata had seemed a bit off. Like he was trying to hide something. It shouldn't have hurt as much as it did, but it wasn't like Hinata to hide things from him, and he was worried. Anyway, they had made plans to spend the day together (Kageyama tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach when he thought about it), and he was determined not to let anything get in the way of it.

After taking a quick shower and eating some pancakes, Kageyama stood in front of his wardrobe, debating what to wear. Hidden in the back drawer was his stash of Christmas jumpers, which he desperately wanted to wear, but he couldn't just give away his secret like that. In the end he settled for a red and silver jumper and a red plaid shirt. Festive, but not overly so. Perfect.

He spent the next hour aimlessly browsing his phone, waiting for the knock on the door. The minutes passed painfully slowly, but eventually he heard it. Tripping down the stairs in his excitement, he opened the door. There stood Hinata, cheeks flushed from the cold and earmuffs tilted adorably on his head. "Hey, Kageyama. You ready?" he smiled a bit nervously. Why would he be nervous?

"Yeah. Let me just grab my scarf. Where are we even going?"

Hinata grinned, a genuine smile this time. "I guess you'll just have to wait and see."

Cuffing him gently on the back of the head, Kageyama muttered, "Dumbass. You know I don't like surprises. Remember what happened last time?"

"Well I promise this time it's gonna be great!"

Calling out a quick 'See you later' to his mother, Kageyama stepped out into the snow. The wind made it swirl around in pretty patterns, but it wasn't that cold. They set off towards town, and Kageyama took a deep breath. He liked the way the cold air made his lungs ache: it made him feel alive.

"So..." Hinata really was nervous. It was normal for them to just walk in silence side by side. Why did he find it necessary to say anything now? It was nice, just walking together. Normal.

"Just shut up and walk, dumbass."

The town was lit up in a thousand different colours, each more beautiful than the next. There were silver icicles hanging from shop windows and Christmas trees lining the boulevard. Golden strings of light stretched out between lampposts and cast their light across the street. It was magical, and Kageyama found himself looking around in wonder.