It's not over yet! Kageyama x Reader

~8~

"Get.. off me," you groan as you try to wiggle out from under his leg. "Why are you on me?"

He shifts once more and turns away from you, moving his leg so you could get up. "sorry... not a lot of room..."

This has happened before, you both fall asleep and wake up a few hours later entangled on the sofa, it didn't really affect you guys. It's not like you meant to end up slightly cuddling while you slept... right?

You stood up and walked to your room to get changed and when you walked out, Kageyama was still on the couch, he had fallen asleep again. You were holding a towel to wash your face so you threw it at him to wake him. "Get up, Lazy-yama. We have to go soon."

"Mm-," He flinched as the cloth hit his face, and you approached to go get it. "You little-."

As you got to him he pulled you over him back to the inside of the sofa, "Oof- Kageyama!" You yelled as you landed. He was smirking as he hoisted himself on top of you, pinning your arms down. You squirmed trying to get out of his hold but he didn't let up. You started laughing, "Ahaha-quit-aha-quit it."

"Revenge." He continued to hold you down as you stopped squirming. Your eyes adjusted as you looked up at his face. He was still smirking, his hair falling down towards you. Your face went straight as you continued to watch him, and a light blush started to form.

You continued to look at each other, and his smirk faded as he looked at you intently.

"What... are you..." you whispered, a little nervous. You couldn't quite tell, but it seemed like his cheeks were turning slightly pink as well. He lifted his hand off of your arm and moved it towards your face.

You flinched slightly as it moved towards you...

*Flick*

He knocked his finger on your forehead and you closed your eyes from the little sting. "ow!" You moved your free hand to cover where he hit and opened your eyes to look at him once again.

He smiled and got off of you, standing beside the couch. "Get up, Lazy-(l/n)."

You sat up and let out a sigh. "We don't have time to mess around Kageyama. We have to go to the train."

"Then let's go," He elaborates, putting on his sweater and getting on his shoes.

Last week, he agreed to come with you to the hospital for your surgery. Your parents weren't back yet, and your sister was working so she couldn't make it, but she would be able to come pick you up.

...

You stirred as you began to wake up. You slightly opened your eyes in a squint to the bright white ceiling above you. Your eyes adjusted and you turned to your left, where a sleeping Kageyama lay on the arm of your hospital bed.

You giggled slightly as you raised your hand and placed it on the top of his head, brushing through his dark hair.

He lifted his head and opened his eyes slowly as you brought your hand back towards you.

"Hey..." Kageyama spoke softly. "How are you feeling?"

"Kage...Yama...." you started, as he looked at you intently, listening to your soft tired words. "I'm high as fu-."

"SHH." His eyes shot open at your almost formed sentence and he put his hand in front of your mouth to stop you from talking. He quickly took a look around for any nurses or doctors that might have heard, and let out a relieving sigh when none were found.

"mmwht.." You spoke under his hand. He moved it from your mouth and sat up straight in the chair. "what, Kageyama~."

"Don't say stuff like that here, moron." He snickered as your face formed a puzzled look.

"Don't say whaaaat," you whined. "F*ck?"

His eyes went wide at your statement. "pfft, what's with you?"

You smiled in your groggy state. "What can't I say huh~" you teased. "Shit... Fuck... Biiiiiiiitch."

"Knock it off!" He ordered, but it only egged you on.

"Shitty-yama... Dummy-yamaaaa~," You reached your hand towards him as he crossed his arms, knowing he couldn't pick on you because of all the pain meds you were on, you wouldn't understand. Your hand touched his chin, lifting his face slightly toward you. "Hottie-yama~."

His face went bright red and shock filled his expression. You moved your hand from his chin to his cheek, "You are hot." You said bluntly. He grabbed your hand and moved it back to the bed as he sat back further, hiding his face in his collar. "pfft-ahahaha." You broke out into laughter.

'hot? Like my temperature...? Must have been.' The boy thought as he cooled down.

As he lifted his head from his collar, he noticed you stopped laughing. Your eyes were shut, you had fallen back asleep. He sighed and eased up because he knew the pain med extravaganza was over.