#Hinata Shouyo | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

notjuststardust · 6 months ago

Text

"Rat!" Shoyo Hinata (pre-timeskip)x Childhood Neighbor Reader

A fluffy (and slightly angsty) fic where the reader employs Hinata's little sister (and her pet rat) as a distraction to avoid embarrassing herself in front of Hinata and his friends. Keep in mind, Hinata and Reader and MINORS so their reactions and thought processes might be less mature than if I wrote this when they were older!

Well, Hinata had found his people and you your isolation. You were happy for him, exuberant even. You remembered the days in middle school where he would settle for your company just to get a hit of volleyball even if it was a short drag after you’d both done your schoolwork. Now, those days were long behind you and Hinata hadn’t looked back, hadn’t considered that you were still there. Watching like a jailbird through a window as he had his volleyball friends over for some weekend practice.

To be frank, you could have just gone outside to meet them and force yourself into the fray but you knew teenage boys and how their perception could be… skewed. You didn’t want to give anyone the wrong idea by associating yourself with him. God forbid the decoy hate you for simply trying to be included.

You couldn’t stand the idea of embarrassing him.

However there was one quite considerable problem in your wake. You’d procrastinated on all your outdoor chores and it was nearing dark. If you didn’t get them done by sunset your mother would surely ground you.

There was also the issue that it was a Saturday and all of your outfits for next week were in the wash. This left you in something less than flattering, some hand me down sweats from a cousin and a t-shirt that said ‘Virginity rocks’ on it.

Hinata had seen you in worse but his teammates seemed a bit… terrifying.

The thought of them commenting on your attire while you were busy watering the garden was less than ideal. So you improvised. With about 2 hours left of daylight you scrambled to your house phone, dialing the Hinata residence. It rang once, then twice. Another for good measure and Natsu picks up.

“(Y/N) will you come play with me-”

“If you do me this one favor I’ll come over tomorrow, but not today.” As always, the 8 year old takes this information in stride. You can practically hear her grinning through the phone.

“What’s my mission?”

—

You didn’t think Natsu couldn’t pull it off but you sure were surprised how fast she had. The boys had run inside like there was some sort of monster lurking out in Hinata’s backyard and you had taken the chance to start running through your chores. Water the flowers first. Which you do and somehow inconveniently spray yourself in the face trying to turn the faucet off. Then you sweep the back porch until the only dust that touches it is glued to toe bottom of your crocs. That alone takes you 15 minutes.

Natsu had promised you 30.

With one chore left to spare you wipe the sweat of your brow perfusing from the pure idea of the adrenaline of embarrassment you had conquered and take to the recycling bin. You just had to sort a couple things and then-

“I hear it!” You freeze and drop everything, literally. Recyclables clunk to the floor. Your feet move for you. The trumpet of hounding teenage boys not far behind the corner. Whispering a platoon of words you’d get grounded for saying without a doubt, the adrenaline possesses you in some sort of athletic prowess you’d only seen from olympians, leaping head first over the gates of your front porch for the door.

That would have worked if you didn’t crash land into someone on the way.

“Oh, (Y/N). I was just knocking for you!” Hinata grins from ear to ear as if you aren’t caging him to the floor from above. You scramble to your feet and he’s tugging your wrist like a nagging puppy staring at you with big curious eyes. “Hey, you look pale. Everything alright?”

“NO!” You squawk, pulling your hand to your chest only to look up to an audience. This could seriously not get any worse.

“Hey, nice shirt! I’ve got the pink one!” The bald one pipes before getting jolted in the gut by the boy with silver curls.

“Not the time Tanaka.” He grumbles afterward, clearing his throat and straightening up like he’s some proper gentlemen and wasn’t just leading some manhunt for you. “Ms. (L/N), have you seen a rat around? We were supposed to trap it but unfortunately it got away-”

“A rabid rat.” Kageyama (the only one you had known the proper name of) corrects but unlike the pictures he’s covered in some beige powdery substance. You can’t hide your look of befuddlement.

“For the last time, it's not rabid if it didn’t bite you when you grabbed it by the tail.” The scariest one of them all trods over with a juice box in hand. Somehow that single statement is enough to send the entire group of boys into sheer screaming chaos. Not even Hinata can convince them to stop fighting. Its absolute discord. That's when you yourself lose it. You laugh so hard you fall clean off Hinata, clutching your stomach as if your appendix needs removing.

That brings the majority of the squabble to a halt.

“Wait, did Natsu tell you guys there was a rabid rat in the house?” Hinata cocks his head and nods at you.

“Yeah, it broke into the pantry and ripped open the flour. There's a mess everywhere!” So Natsu had really planted an entire scene just to get you 30 minutes of freedom outside. The thought sounded ridiculous but even Hinata had confirmed that there had been a real rat. Where had she even found that thing?

“Wait,” you say after Hinata’s explanation, wiping your eyes from the amused tears. “Why were you knocking for me then?”

“I figured it would come back out if you came over, animals like you.” He shrugs as if he'd talking about the weather, dusting himself off as he stands back up. He holds out a hand which you take but not before a very befuddled Natsu comes running over. She’s bathed in flour.

“I-I’m sorry. Henry was supposed to stay in the house! I didn’t mean for Shoyo’s friends to escape and see you!” The poor little girl is nearly in tears. “I know it was only 15 minutes but please come over and play with me tomorrow, Shoyo’s always busy with volleyball and doesn’t have time for me anymore!” She bursts into tears, crashing into your chest and hanging on to you like her life depends on it.

“It’s okay Natsu. A promise is a promise. I’ll come over and we can clean up and bake cookies, yeah?” You murmur, sympathy making your heart ache as hands stroke her hair. Hinata shoes his teammates and crouches down beside you both.

“Natsu, I didn’t know you felt that way. Why-” Hinata freezes when he sees a tear free falling your own face. You shrug it away in hopes he’ll consider it a fluke. Natsu pulls away and snorts back the wad of snot dripping from her nose.

“Well, you never asked and it seemed rude to steal your thunder now that you’ve got your team and all. Right (Y/N)?” The siblings both share stares with you, expectant. You hesitate and Hinata flinches as if he’s been shot.

“Yeah..” It was odd how an 8 year old was better at advocating for herself emotionally then you. He swallows and breaks eye contact to look to Natsu with a gentle smile, explaining to her that she should have told him earlier and promising that he would help find Henry the rat before sundown. Natsu, satisfied now, trots home.

You know its coming but it doesn’t stop you from trying to delay it, from trying to flee before confrontation beats with its brutal awkwardness. “Night.”

“Wait,” You freeze at the conflict in his voice, the tightness in his throat. “Do you feel like I love volleyball more than you?” Hinata has never been this serious in the 16 years you’ve known him, not once but you can tell he’s not going to let you walk away.

“That's an… extreme way of putting it.” You answer slowly, eyes downcast. You hear him start to pace, fingers running through his hair on compulsory as he tries to shake some idea from his head.

“You do,” he sounds like a washed up record, playing despite the fact it sounds absolutely wretched. “You feel that way and you didn't tell me?” He sounds almost angry now but you know better. This isn’t anger, it's his bitter cousin. Betrayal.

“When was I supposed to Hinata-” he looks like hes going to cry, no, he is already crying. “Hinata what-”

“Shoyo. I’m still Shoyo,” he sniffles, wiping at his eyes like a little kid. “Do you hate me now? Is that why you hired my little sister to distract me so I wouldn’t see you?”

“No, no-” you gentle, helping him wipe his tears. “That's not it. Not at all I just thought you’d be embarrassed of me and I had to do chores-”

“Embarrassed?” He stops crying instantly. “Why would I be embarrassed of you? You’re my friend, I love you.” He says with conviction. He rethinks his words when you just stare at him, pink coating his cheeks. “Not like that!”

“No, no I know!” You mirror his fluster, looking away before you start bawling. “I guess it was stupid of me to think that.” You mutter, sniffling with a small giggle. That makes Hinata soften up.

“Heck yeah it was!” He hums, stepping closer to ruffle your hair. “I’m glad the guys got to meet you. They’ve been asking for a while.” Hinata murmurs, a sheepish grin on his face that quickly morphs to horror when he catches the tears lidding your eyes. “Hey, hey! If you start crying i’ll start crying to and then-” your hands wrapping around his waist is enough to shut him up. You hug him despite his friends watching from the kitchen window and the water still wetting the top of your shirt. You hold the embrace in spite of the voices telling you not to and oblige the quiet ones pleading for a crumb of reciprocation from the ginger.

For a minute all is quiet.

“Shoyo.” He mumbles dangerously close to your ear. You go to say his last name one last time just to mess with him and he pokes your belly button.

“Shoyo!” You shriek on instinct and he bursts out laughing.

“Thats better!” He chirps before looking at your pantleg. You’d been so distracted by your emotions you hadn’t felt the weight climbing up your pantleg. Hinata turns on his heel and darts for his house. “Natsu! We found Henry!”

#hinata shoyo x reader #shoyo hinata x reader #hinata shouyou #hinata shouyo #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader

31 notes · View notes