#shojo hinata

[untilyouremember]

The Love of Shadow Hinata

Available digitally

[luz8xx]

Which team y’all going for?

Red/pink🔴

Or

Purple/blue 🔵🟣

(Ps im not comparing them at all this is js for fun :)

[rosekyu]

If possible, may I ask for a moodboard for Kagari Hinata from Suzune Magica & Magia Record?🙏🙇‍♂️

꧁•⊹٭𝙺𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊٭⊹•꧂

i need to get round to reading this one

[animeuserboxes]

[id: a light yellow userbox with an orange border, and orange text that reads “this user loves hiramitsu hinata” on the left is an image of hiramitsu hinata from healin good precure. /end id]      

[createdbyalicia]

This is a Christmas gift I made for a friend on DeviantArt. She made me a very adorable TenHina drawing too: https://www.deviantart.com/rezette/art/TenHina-941722870 Base by https://www.deviantart.com/nukababe

[tahitenis]

♡⁀➷𝐃í𝐚 0𝟑: 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞 (𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨)➹⁀♡

“Incitar emoción; conmover hasta las lágrimas.”

“Sasuke ya se había rendido después de creer que no le correspondía, estaba dispuesto a alejarla, ella le gritó sus sentimientos”

@sasuhinamonth

[kursed-arcana]

[unlikelykidheart]

~Karasuno and the type of books they would read

°Sawamura Daichi-I feel like he would read some kind of self help book that would help with anger issues and stress.

°Sugawara Koushi- Smut.

°Azumane Asahi-The cute rom-coms with cartoon covers.

°Shimizu Kiyoko-Dark fantasy that sometimes has the most hideous smut.

°Ennoshita Chikara-Mangas and specifically Shonen mangas.

°Narita Kazuhito-Self help books to become a better person.

°Kinoshita hisahi-Shojo mangas and he will never admit that he cried a river while reading and watching your name.

°Tanaka Ryunosuke-The household wife's guide to cooking is a book that he reads for fun.

°Nishinoya Yuu-Any type of book that has pictures in it and he'll just look through the pictures instead of reading.

Hinata Shoyo- He's a huge fan of comics and mangas that have a female protagonist.(He thinks they're the coolest.)

Kageyama Tobio- Can't read. But is an expert when it comes to reading books about volleyball.

°Tsukishima Kei- Sci-fi books that have a dystopian setting and very cool ass characters.

°Yamaguchi Tadashi-High fantasy that has stuff like murder,arson etc.(Yknow that usual)

°Hitoka Yachi-Any type of manga and sometimes borrows rom-coms from Asahi.

( A.N-I'll make a future post for books that they most definitely own.So stay healthy and wait for me ~~)

[ninliane]

how I think CANON kageyama really thinks about romance based on facts

This is more on just character analysis and observation but this is all speculation because if I'm being honest as a former Haikyuu x reader writer, I think he is the most mischaracterized and has potential for a different type of x reader, rather than typical romance.

Also I'm saying this as a Kageyama fan! This is just my thoughts jotted down hehe

I don't think Kageyama really had the chance to experience romance. Ever. I mean I could be wrong but based on what we we've seen there wasn't really time for it or even a single mention on it

Though given multiple chances to show it, he never showed any outright attraction to anyone outside of volleyball. Obviously this is not a shojo manga, it's a sports one but there are still multiple times where some sort of attraction has been shown towards characters.

He is unfazed by Kiyoko in a season 1 scene, he never fawns over any of the managers the way other characters do. (The only exception is when Saeko introduces herself and he and Hinata get excited) this isnt rly important tho, a lot of character dont do this

the only time he has ever been excited or passionate is when it comes to volleyball, the very reason why he stuck so close to hinata in the first place (this could argue for kagehina ((so true)) but that's a separate post lol)

HOWEVER he's also not repulsed by attraction towards him, as shown in the bonus chapter when he's aware that he and Atsumu are referred to by fans as the "Ikemen Players" and that people watch him for that; he says he's all for it because it get's people into volleyball

But the CORE REASON on why I think he never thought about romance is because he outright states in season 4 that he's not good at emotion, and his past. He likely does not know the feeling and even with friends he was still learning on friendship, but he wants to learn! (that's probably why he was so keen on asking oikawa for help in kitagawa-daichii)

Anyway so conclusion as an x reader writer, would he be datable? I mean it's not impossible. After all we hardly see his life outside of volleyball, it would just be challenging, just like getting him to play on a team. In fact it would even be cute to see him think about it.

I wrote all this bc I think it would be interesting to see this kageyama in fics, instead of the usual tsundere/constantly getting mad and embarrassed ver of him (me,,I used to write him like this,,,)

Now how would I write canon Kageyama off with staying true to his given character as much as possible?

I think he would be very calm and nonchalant about it. They've shown us that he's very aware of his emotional weaknesses in understanding but that he's ALWAYS willing to try and connect with others.

So while I think he can most definitely live his life without romance, I think that he is bound to think about it at least once and contemplate it. He might even be open to trying it for the sake of trying something that's so common with others, but in my opinion he will always love volleyball more than anything else, and that's not a terrible thing at all.

[untilyouremember]

The Love of Shadow Hinata

Available digitally

[ykwrites]

Fired- Ukai x reader

Pairing: Ukai x fem!reader.

Warnings: Descriptions of sex, no use of protection.

Rating: NSFW

MASTERLIST

Evenings at the store were... uneventful, just a few highschool students passed by to get drinks or snacks before heading to the library after class.

It wasn't your dream job by any means, but it lasted only about three hours long if your boss didn't take too long coaching Karasuno's volleyball team and it paid okay (as okay as it could, being so easy and giving you the freedom to even study if you had no costumers)

You were in college, this little job helping you buy the few useless things your family rightfully refused buying for you.

It was a thursday evening, 5pm to be exact, your stupid economics book lying on the counter in front of you, so boring it could kill.

As background noise there was Shoyo, rummaging through bags of chips like a desperate child, making it impossible for you to concentrate.

''Hinata, pick one already''you urged.

''Sorry!''he said, peeking from behind the snack shelf with an enthusiastic but still apologetic smile.

''What are you doing here anyway? I can´t imagine you missing practice on purpose''

Shojo was obsessed with volleyball, passionate.

''There wasn't practice today, and the team wanted to go home already''putting three bags of chips on the counter, he explained, a pout clear on his lips.

Huh, weird.

Ukai said he WAS going to practice that day, he wouldn't have asked you to go to work if he wasn't.

Maybe he had plans he didn't want to tell.

A date?

The sole thought sent cold shivers down your spine, hopefully it wasn't for a date.

I should explain now, that the money this job paid wasn´t the only reason why you decided to work there. Maybe Ukai's presence had a bit to do with it.

''Y/n?''Shojo shook his hand in front of your face, making you snap out of it ''You okay?''

''I just... spaced out''you explained ''4,50''

Nodding, the little tangerine searched his pockets for the money, getting distracted when the door opened.

The smell of smoke instantly filled your nose, followed by a very deep and stoic voice.

''Hinata, what are you doing here?''

''Coach!''Shojo responed, smiling ''I'm buying chips''

''Go home, it's late''the blonde spoke, demanding, his presence making you melt with every step closer he took.

Instead of saying anything back, Shojo nodded, put money in your hand and quickly left, running out like he was scared for his life.

For a moment, the store fell silent, Ukai calmly walked around to check that everything was okay, and you decided to pretend you were extremely concentrated on your book, because otherwise you would be eyeing him down.

He was so ridiculously hot, blonde hair tucked back with his signature black band and a loose white shirt on, the first few buttons undone. This outfit was... too formal for him, he usually wore hoodies with the store´s apron on top.

Did he really go on a date? why else would he lie about where he was going?

Even more so dressed that way...

''Whatchu' looking at, kid?''he asked.

O shit, you were eyeing him down.

Pretending not to care, you rolled your eyes, annoyed at the stupid nickname he always used. He was only four years older and acted like he was 90.

''Just how ugly you look''you lied, making him laugh.

''You're the only one who said that today''he sat on a small stool near the soda fridge, fixing his hair.

If it wasn't impossible, you would think he was trying to make you jealous.

''Someone told you that you look good? tell them to get their eyes checked''

''Will do, I don´t think she'll change her mind tho''

SHE?

Definitely a fucking date, and you couldn't demostrate how much it bothered you.

Knowing you had no right to be even sligthly mad about this, but still being furious and annoyed, you closed your book and started gathering your things to leave. Trying to look as calm as you could, if he was there, your shift was over.

''How was the day?''he quickly changed the subject, his tone still playful ''Lots of costumers?''

He knew the answer to that.

''The usual''your voice was dry but careful not to express emotion.

To be honest, you had never shown Ukai any romantic or physical interest, but he was so out of your league it scared you to confess or make advances. Also, he always called you ''kid'' and pointed out how young and naive you were.

After a while of working with him, you got used to the idea of admiring him from afar, but didn't consider the obvious possibility of him getting a girlfriend.

You just had to get over it, leave your crush in the past and see him as what he was, your boss.

''I´ll head out, you need me to come back tomorrow?''you said, putting on your coat,

''As always, why you ask?'' he looked confused.

''Nothing''

''Okay, see you tomorrow then''

''At what time? wouldn't want you to be late for your date''you thougt, but didn't say it.

Your footsteps towards the door were extremely loud, a tense feeling of jealousy and embarrassment flooding your senses.

As soon as cold air hit you, you cursed in between your teeth. The walk home felt longer than usual, with more overthinking than actually walking.

Of course, your feelings towards Ukai were destined to end or be kept in your fantasies forever.

You couldn't complain, you weren't entitled to anything and you were too much of a coward.

That night, you closed your eyes wondering how that woman he was dating must've been feeling, how she felt when his hands touched her, rough and sweet at the same time, demanding.

And his lips... probably soft, tasting of cheap cigarettes, leaving marks to dominate and show she belonged to him.

Oh, what wouldn't you give to feel all of that yourself.

The next day your alarm ringed too early, leaving you plenty of time to overthink while you showered, had breakfast and tried to study for a few hours before having to head out to work.

Before leaving, you looked in the mirror, fixing the short, black pleaded skirt you put on because it was warmer outside.

As always, a short glimpse of hope made you wish he would notice your outfit. (too revealing to work in a small convenience store)

On your way, you crossed paths with a couple of Ukai's students who greeted you enthusiastically, dressed in their sport's uniform.

A couple of them went out to buy drinks for the whole team before friday's practice every week, so it wasn't weird seeing them walk back to the school with bags.

What was weird that day, was Ukai sitting behind the counter with his apron still on, crossed legs up on the counter, leaning back on the chair while lazily smoking instead of ready to leave quickly.

''Hey''he greeted, still not moving.

''Hey''you said, walking past him to leave your things in the back, assuming he would leave right when you got out.

''We have to restock the gum''

''Okay, I´ll get to it after cleaning''

And, he was in the same exact position when you appeared with the broom in hand.

''Don't you have practice?''

''The boys wanted to have a day for themselves''

''And you let them?''you asked, even more confused but trying to look uninterested.

''Well, I have more interesting things to do''

''I thought the interesting plan was yesterday''

''Yesterday?''

''Mhm''avoiding his gaze, you started cleaning the first aisle ''I would think that going on a date is way more exciting than being here, or at practice''

A small laugh escaped his lips, choked.

''If you consider having lunch with my grandma a date, I guess you´re right''

Upon hearing his words, you froze in place.

His grandma?

Before your brain could elaborate, or even realize how stupid and out of proportion your reaction was, he said something, something you would never have expected to hear from him.

''Is that why you got so mad yesterday?''he asked, playful ''because you thought I went on a date?''

This shit had to be a joke, not real, so you promptly ignored him, back turned to pretend you didn´t hear anything.

''How rude of you, not responding to your boss''

What the fuck was happening? Why was he acting like this?

''It was a stupid question''desperately trying to control the situation, you spoke, turning to look at him.

Ukai´s face was easy to read, showing how much he enjoyed himself, arms crossed and a smug smile on his lips.

''Then answer''he dared, standing up.

''I don't care what you do on your free time''

''What a bummer''

He huffed and you looked at him wide eyed, what did he mean by that? This was certainly new, and it didn't make any sense, bizarre and out of place, because in the couple months you had worked for him, he never acted this way.

Ukay was usually a serius, kind of dry and tired man, he probably had cracked two or three jokes in the time you had known him, but never this way.

''Ukai, what do you mean?''you asked, now seriously wondering if the man in front of you was a clone and not the actual Ukai.

Your question seemed to break his facade, making him look away and nervously fix his hairband, letting out a frustrated curse that you couldn't quite hear.

''Nevermind, I was messing with you''he said, quickly getting in the back.

Intuition told you he was lying, and with the urge to find out what all of this was, your feet moved on their own, following him.

Ukai stood with his hands resting on the small table he had full of bills and random paper, cheeks furiously red, even more when he saw you there.

''How rude of you, not responding to your employee''you joked, trying to ease his nerves(and also yours)

''I...played a dumb prank on you, it was inappropriate''now he acted like himself ''I´m sorry if I made you uncomfortable''

''You didn't make me uncomfortable, but I am extremely confused''

''Forget it, kid, a prank doesn't need that much thought''

For some reason, you still thought he was lying, so in a desperate attempt to clear things up and annoyed because he used the little nickname, you walked towards him with an intimidating gaze, resting your hands on the table right next to his with a loud and determined thump.

If this was a prank, you had the right to get him back, and if it wasn't...well, you would NOT miss a juicy chance.

''Seems like you tried to make me jealous''squinting your eyes, you got real close to his face.

Ukai almost jumped back, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he stood his ground, eyes turning dark.

''What if I did?''he said, that tone of enjoyment from earlier coming back mixed with dominance.

There was no going back now, you had to take the fucking chance.

''Didn't take you for a man who gets all scared when a woman doesn't get that he is flirting''you teased.

''Stop trying to piss me off'' he was so close that the familiar scent of his perfume mixed with cheap tobacco flooded every inch of you,

''And what if I am? are you going to do something about it?''

In seconds, his left hand held your chin up, bringing you close to slam his lips against yours with such force it could leave bruises, however you didn´t care if your lips fell off after this, because you kissed Ukai.

This was the kind of kiss that leaves people gasping for air, panting for more touch.

''I knew you liked me''he said, smug, still holding your chin.

''Who said that?''you challenged, walking around the table to bump against him on purpose.

Ukai didn´t flinch but smiled, confidently placing a hand on your waist and the other just at the edge where your short black skirt met your thigh. Instinctively, you shivered, melting under his touch.

Before responding, his lips attacked yours again with burning hunger, getting you desperate on purpose.

''I know you wear these little things just to tease me''his hand traveled up your thigh, teasing.

''Took you long enough to notice''

''Oh''he chuckled, voice deep, his digits moving up to meet the edge of your underwear ''I noticed, every time''

Almost shivering from excitement, you kissed him again, biting his bottom lip to earn a delicious groan and a more adventurous hand placed on your clit teasingly. He didn´t put pressure but smiled down at you, sinister, waiting for you to beg.

His name fell from your lips like a silent prayer and he took it upon himself to make you suffer a little bit, moving his digits only a couple of times.

''What?''he asked, still smiling, aware of how he had you in the palm of his hand with such little effort ''why don't you tell me what you want?''

Waiting for a response, Ukai placed a slow kiss on your cheek, the closest he could to your lips without touching them. It was a clear way of demostrating how he could make you moan so easy, melt under his touch.

''Touch me''you asked, panting.

''Mhm''he nodded, devouring your lips one more time and finally moving his fingers against your heat with a rythm.

Small moans filled the room while he worked his magic, leaving your panties a soaking mess, sticky and warm.

A small knot formed inside you, brain going fuzzy and shockwaves travelling up and down your body. Desperate to feel closer to him, to feel more, you needed to kiss him again and palm his growing bulge. As a response he groaned again, grinding against your hand for a few moments until he unexpectedly took a step back.

''Get on the table''before you could protest, he spoke ''take off your panties first, leave the skirt on''

You more than happily obligued, throwing away a couple of papers and sitting, legs immediately open for him.

Ukai observed the mess he made, proud to see your blushing face and eyes asking him to fuck you senseless, his dick was about to explode, so before going back to kiss you, he took off every piece of fabric in the way, leaving just his shirt on.

Your eyes shoot open at the mouth-watering sight, thick and veiny, slightly bent at the tip, but he didn´t let you look much before he was already kissing you,left hand on your neck while the other teased your folds.

''You are such a good girl''he spoke, inserting a finger slowly ''Your pussy is clenching so much, like you want to cum just now, and I didn't even move''

His words were like a drug, addictive, tempting and a great way to make you go crazy when he finally moved his finger, bending it with the sole purpose of finding the sweetest spot inside you.

At this point you couldn't even kiss him, head thrown back at the pleasure and hips grinding to follow his movements.

Just when you thought things couldn't feel better, he added another finger without warning, making you gasp loudly as he scissored his fingers to stretch your soaking cunt.

''Ukai''you managed to say ''Oh god''

Concentrated on you, he just listened to your sweet and lewd sounds, leaving marks on every piece of skin his lips could find.

Tears pooled in your eyes, the pleasure being too much for you to handle, one hand gripping Ukai's arm for leverage when you finally unleashed with a big, breathy moan, almost a scream.

''Fuck''breathless, you spoke, feeling his hand slip out of you.

''You did so good for me''he said, stroking your cheek with a passionate kiss.

This moment as you came down from your high, your heart swelled up, because he was being so sweet, loving almost, clearly giving you time to recover and breathe before moving any further.

For a bit, Ukai just kissed your face and your lips gently, touching your body in more of a caring way.

''You wanna keep going?''he asked, not pushy but relaxed, the dominance in his voice now gone.

''Ukai''you said, propping yourself up enough to tangle your hands behid his neck and pull his face closer until his ear was next to your lips, close enough to whisper ''I want you to fuck me, hard''

This time, you were the one smiling playfully when his face turned all red and desperate, welcoming the furious slam of his lips against yours. It was inevitable, you lit a fire in him and he still took his sweet time kissing and touching you all over until he couldn't take it anymore and guided his member with your entrance, bottoming out in a sharp thrust that took every bit of air out of your lungs.

It definitely felt better than his fingers, and that's saying a lot.

Ukai wasted no time and with a low moan, he held your hips and moved fast inside you.

''You feel so good, fuck''he said, squeezing hard where he had his hands and desperately searching for your lips.

Hardly, you kissed him, back arching at the pressure and feeling of him inside you, reminiscing every time you had touched yourself thinking of this very moment, even more turned on now that the fantasy was way better than you imagined.

Ukai was good, rough just how you liked it, extremely good at finding the places that drove you both crazy.

Soon after you were clamping down on him, earning more of those deep moans you loved so much.

''Fuck, pretty, I´m going to cum''he warned, movements getting sloppy.

''Cum inside me'' you pleaded.

''You sure?''

''Please''

That's all he needed to hear, and in the blink of an eye, he bottomed out one last time to release his warm load inside your walls, hazily slipping out after.

Between shaky breaths and the sweaty mess you both were, you could feel his cum dripping out of you and onto the table to wich he gave a lazy smile.

''You look so pretty like this''he chuckled, setting himself between your legs again, hands lovingly on your waist.

''Well''you laughed, heart almost exploding at the sight of him all fucked out and also very pretty ''You look like a mess''joking, you fixed his hairband.

''All because of you''

''Mhm, if you say so''

''We should go out together''he said, leaving small kisses all over your face.

''Should've asked me out before this, I think you skipped a step''

''Are you rejecting me?''Ukai laughed.

''I can't reject my boss, wouldn't want to get fired''

''Not in a million years, baby, you could punch me and I still wouldn't fire your fine ass''

[depressed-avocado]

i think hinata is like the typical 'not special but still special' shojo harem protagonist but make it volleyball. all setters are wrapped around his tiny finger like the girls in the harem, to varying degrees, of course.

[kingofthe-egirls]

TEXT ME: SHOYO x Y/N (part 2)

series

(cw: food/eating, fluff, shojo vibes)

(a/n: text conversation romance i swore i’d never write you)

words: 1.3k

****

so when are you coming to visit??

Shoyo texts with exclamation points and emojis. His enthusiasm for life shines through every sunny character.

You do your best to keep up.

this weekend?

Shoyo responds with a smiley face and the double exclamation points.

we should get ramen! 🍜

You’d met Shoyo at the practice match between Karasuno and Nekoma in Tokyo. Shoyo had stuck out to you as shiny, athletic, and sunny. His fiery orange hair and his scrawny-yet-sculpted physique, his brown eyes and intense stare…he’d caught your eye.

You’d become fast friends over text.

Seems like he’s most passionate about volleyball, spending most of his time either practicing or wishing he was practicing.

tonkotsu is my favorite

You lie back on your bed, phone held over your face.

🍜😺🍲💯‼️

You smile, and send back your own line of emojis. He’s sweet, and fun to talk to. He’s never boring.

You lick your lips.

so, do u have a gf?

(…)

You watch the ellipses appear and bounce as Shoyo types.

nooo

Sighing, you type in relief:

sweet! then it’s a date ;)

Shoyo types and stops. Retypes. Stops. You’re hypnotized by the text on your screen.

🫣😳‼️

And then,

okay!!!

You smirk.

bring flowers

🌺🌷💐🌼

You chew your lip, staring at your phone. You want to ask him more, pry him open, see what makes him tick. So you decide to press:

have you ever had a gf?

no, wbu?

ive had some boyfriends but nothing that lasted more than a month

You roll over onto your stomach, chin propped up on a pillow. Your ballet slippers phone charm clicks against the case. You toy with it, idling.

sorry about that but also im not sorry. since i wanna go on a date w u

Smiling, you hide your face in your pillow. It smells like lavender.

same

You have homework waiting on your desk, but that’s what morning bus rides are for.

what’s ur fav thing in the whole wide world?

Hinata asks such earnest things.

umm…ballet, i think

He responds quickly:

why??

You sigh, and think of how to answer. Your room’s fan spins lazily overhead. You kick your feet as you type.

it’s perfect. the shapes, the movements, it’s all so beautiful. plus it’s exercise and makes my body feel so good after and i really like pointe

You take a deep breath, sending the run-on sentences without editing.

it’s like music or poetry, but in my body. pointe feels especially challenging, but i like it 🩰

Shoyo types.

i like challenges too

****

Saturday comes after even more text conversations. You’d spent the week glued to your phone. Each text sends butterflies through you.

You’d learned about his little sister, his parents, the foods his family cooks (salmon and pork buns are his favorite).

In turn, he’d spoken with you about Kenma, your family’s pet cat, and your somewhat distant parents.

You’re standing in front of the ramen place you’d both decided on. You muse on what other questions you’d like to ask—favorite colors, animals, subjects in school—when the orange-haired boy himself bikes up beside you. He’s electric.

“Hiya,” you say, hands clasped behind your back. Shyness suddenly overtakes you, as he smiles and steps forward.

“Hey!” He locks his bike, and then fishes something out of the basket.

Sunflowers.

“Oh!” You say, delicately accepting the bouquet, “Oh my gosh…”

Shoyo scratches the back of his head. “Hope you like sun—“

He’s interrupted by a quick, tight hug from you. Your arms wrap around his thin, wiry frame, as you bury your face in his shoulder. He smells like the sunflowers in your hand.

“I love them.”

You speak and then quickly step backward. Shoyo’s face is flushed a deep red, and judging by the heat searing your cheeks, your blush is just as bad. Smiling, you tuck a stray lock of hair behind an ear. “Sorry, I uh…didn’t actually expect flowers.”

He bustles up, cheeks puffed, “But you said to bring them!!”

“I know, I know,” you smile, “It makes me happy you did.” You bury your face in the flowers and inhale.

They smell like spring.

****

“Let’s eat!”

Shoyo exclaims before digging into his bowl of ramen. Your own steaming bowl sits in front of you: pork and scallions and hard-boiled eggs. Mmm…

“This is so good!” Shoyo picks his bowl up to sip the broth, “Like, really good!”

You smile, slurping up noodles with a hum. “Ramen was a good idea.”

“Mhmm!!!”

You sit and eat for a moment. It’s an easy silence. Shoyo is someone who you don’t have to feel awkward around. His expressions are honest, and he always says whatever he’s thinking.

“So…,” you start, toying with your chopsticks, “What’s so great about volleyball?”

Shoyo lights up.

“It’s the best!! You get to run around and play on a team, and your friends are all there supporting you!” He pauses to wipe broth off his face with the back of his hand. He’s excited and flushed, eyes wide and shining.

You sigh, picking at noodles. “I wish ballet was more of a team sport. It’s really beautiful, dancing with friends, but it’s not like a team or anything. No one’s gonna support me in a pirouette,” you say, scratching the back of your head.

Shoyo cocks his head.

Wow,

His stare is intense.

“Why don’t you play a team sport?”

You shrug.

“Ballet takes most of my energy, aside from schoolwork.” You bite your lip, “Besides, I’m already so in love with ballet. I can’t ever imagine stopping dancing. It makes me too happy. Even when my hips hurt and my toes sting, it doesn’t matter,” you lift your chin to meet Shoyo’s amber eyes, “Because it means I got to dance ballet.”

Shoyo stares.

And then his face cracks into the biggest grin you’ve ever seen.

“That’s why I love volleyball!!”

You both smile and laugh, happy to have found such a common thread.

Shoyo slurps up the last of his pork broth. “When do you have your next game—or uh, performance?” He smiles sheepishly. “I dunno all the lingo, hah…”

He’s cute when he’s shy.

“Recital,” you say for him, “And the next one is in three months! I have a solo part…,” you say nervously. Shoyo lights up, chopsticks in hand and broth on his chin.

“Solo!? That sounds super cool!”

You nod, sheepish. “It’s the Rose Fairy from The Nutcracker! I come out in the Waltz of the Flowers, and I get to do a bunch of spinny stuff with the male dancers,” You chew your lip, “I guess it is sort of a team sport, doing partner work like that,” You tap your chin, “Since they technically are helping me with pirouettes!”

Shoyo falters for a moment, lips pursed. “What’s this about male dancers?” His cheeks are flushed.

You smile,

you can’t help it.

“Here,” you say, and show a YouTube video of the waltz. His expression only darkens. He watches the men help the Rose Fairy spin across the stage—each man helping her with an impressive move. “My favorite is this promenade,” you point out.

Hinata frowns.

“All these…guys are gonna be touching you?” He asks with a pout.

You snicker.

“Jealous?”

Hinata nods fiercely.

“Yes!”

You burst out laughing. “None of these dudes are interested in me,” you assure him, “It’s just part of the dance.”

He still doesn’t look pleased.

“Of course they might be interested in you! You’re the prettiest girl in the world!”

You smile behind your hand. Even so, your face is burning hot from his complement. He sits up with his arms crossed. “I wanna be the one to help you peer-oh-wet!” He sounds out the French. (It’s so cute, you could die.)

“Well…,” you drum your fingertips on the table, “I usually rent the studio for an hour each week to rehearse on my own. If you want, you could join me! I’ll teach you,” you say. Shoyo immediately brightens.

“Mkay!”

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