'See, what is this?' He asks, 'what are you doing here?' He motions to their intertwined fingers with his free hand, waving it in between them, 'what's going on?'
Kageyama looks at him, pleading for him to understand.
Why must you require words? Why do you need me to say it. Don't make me say it. Please.
'Hinata, I-' Kageyama starts, still holding onto Hinatas limp limb, like it's the small amount of hope that he will understand,
I don't want you to hate me,'
(Not my art, i apologise for not being able to name who's it is)