#SDFG a million years later omg

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' kageyama!! ' boldness , just as its moniker presents , is a trait of greatness , something big & consuming & it can come in small packages. hinata has always ( tried to ) carry himself as though he were eight feet tall. his boldness sustains this vitality , like swapping cheeky chutzpah for blood. ' are you seriously showing up outta nowhere like this?! what , i don't even get a text sayin' you're gonna be in brazil?! have our high school days meant nothing to you?! ' a jest , a tease , & a taunt , all with a grin that rips across his face from ear to ear. / SURPRISE u get my secret muse hinata @ kageyama ft. time skip <333

hinata is too much amicability & familiarity when he greets kageyama. in turn, kageyama greets him with too much amicability & formality. he swats hinata upside the head & relishes in a wave of nostalgia.

even though he stands on a beach in brazil, seeing hinata again feels like old times. he considers swatting him a second time, & then he finds it funny that he’s thinking of old times at all. he’s not a particularly nostalgic person. kageyama sticks his hands into the pockets of his joggers in self-restraint & still can’t stop himself from grinning.

he’s not a particularly nostalgic person, but he’s standing beneath the brazilian sun with sand sneaking between his toes. he’s standing an ocean’s length away from japan, & he’s climbing to the top of his game & chasing the international stage —

in the middle of an onwards journey, there is still nostalgia. highschool moments where hinata reprimands him in a voice too loud, too unrestrained. this is amicable & familiar. **hinata’s voice comes as an old promise that the climb is a race, & it feels like a promise that they will reach the top.

kageyama’s fists clench in his pockets as he tries to contain himself, & he manages with some success — staring past hinata’s shoulder at the beach & the players there.

he’s not familiar with beach play. he’s not familiar with the language that echoes throughout the space in a landscape of birds’ call, but he recognizes the cadence of conversation between the players in ongoing matches.

restraint only goes far. his hand abandons its harbor, & he presses his index finger against hinata’s ( @thessence ) forehead, sticky with sweat —

‘ you’re supposed to be looking forward ! ‘ he reprimands. his tongue ties itself, though. kageyama flounders.

the highschool days had been pivotal. hinata knows that. but it’s a lot easier saying something so concise than it is explaining that he isn’t certain if he wanted a reunion so early. before he & hinata have finished their race.

kageyama finds his own uncertainty stupid. he wipes his hand against his pants. still, his smile creeps upon him. he rocks back on his feet.

‘ just here for a few days. it’s part of a tour. we’re playing as a guest team, ‘ he confesses.

‘ i had this whole plan that i was going to spy on your gameplay before telling you that i was in brazil. that way you’d be all — ‘ kageyama tries to imitate an old sounds he associates with hinata’s surprise. it’s a little lackluster, but it’s effective. ‘ about things that i knew. ‘

it had been a good plan. & it had been a plan that took a lot of pressure off him.

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🤡 for a silly text (( lev

homework isn’t exactly lev’s forte. of course, he’s used to it & whatever & whatever — but even in a previous life ( before he joined nekoma ), he heard threats that maybe he’d get signed up for some sort of extra tutoring, extra prep, extra —

the threats aren’t entirely empty . . . but they aren’t exactly full either. lev wouldn’t do well in that sort of environment. people know this. 

lev likes to take things in his own direction, at his own pace. lev likes there to be loops & dips in the process of learning — & that’s how he thrives.

. . . which is all to say how lev justifies ( cheerfully ) spending his allotted homework time laying on his floor & setting a volleyball into the air over & over again.

sometimes he tries to time his sets with a russian song his sister had recommended. success doesn’t usually last long . . . & the ball comes dangerously close to knocking over his desk lamp.

somehow? the ball lands upon the front of his foot instead.

inspired, lev tries to use his feet to set. homework can wait till the morning. he’s never had much of a problem waking up alongside the sun.

the ball mournfully ricochets off his feet against the doorknob & hurdles into his pillow.

lev still lays splayed on the ground & stares at the ball, willing it to inch towards him.

the ball does not budge.

fortunately, however, his phone is within arm’s reach. & thus opportunity encourages lev to text fast & impulsively —

the more texts he sends to the more people ? the more likely it is that he’ll get a response !

that’s what math says!

& with this logic, kageyama will be awarded the texts of the decade :

[ text ] : so if you try to set with your feet is it just football?

[ text ] : i like running so i almost tried football.

[ text ] : but i didn’t! though that’s partly because i spilled sauce on three of our team’s uniforms . . . before i joined the team! 

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