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Tobio yawned softly as he placed his book down, deciding that thirty minutes pretending to study was more than enough to please his mom.
He sleepily stood up and walked to his room, heading straight to his bed, and once in there, he took his phone out from his pocket. He logged into his Instagram account, then lazily scrolled down his feed, checking a few posts from his favorite teams.
Kageyama wasn’t really a big social media fan, but on nights like that one –where his muscles felt a little too sore to use the rest of his free time on practicing more– his phone became the last resource so boredom wouldn’t reach its peak.
In all honesty, until recently, Tobio didn’t even remember that Instagram existed in the first place. He had some pictures posted on his account, yeah, but it wasn’t him who put them there. Truth was, for months now, his account had been managed by his sister.
Miwa had insisted that if he was going to become a professional athlete someday, he needed to start acting like one already, saying something about how it would help with his public image. She changed the name of his account and the information on it, picking the most professional-looking pictures from his matches to make his profile look ‘fame worthy’.
The setter didn’t fully get it, but as long as he wasn’t the one doing the work, he didn’t care.
For the longest time, Kageyama knew the account was there, but he never logged in. That, until he found out that everyone on his team followed him, all the former members from the previous two years as well, and even people from other teams. And apparently, his friends weren’t too happy about how he always ignored the memes they sent him there.
He continued scrolling for a couple minutes, before he ran out of new posts to check. He sighed, and was about to put his phone down and try to sleep, when suddenly, a notification caught his attention.
10h_shouyou has sent you a picture.
Tobio furrowed his brows. That was weird.
First, because Hinata rarely sent him things without a small rant first about whatever he was going to show him. And second, because they usually used normal text messages to talk, not Instagramʼs direct messages.
He clicked on their chat, and right away, some new messages arrived.
tiny giant hinata! 🏐:
kageyamakageysamaplsdont open that
nonononono
ITS NOT LETTING ME DELETE IT
DONT OPEN IT
!!!!!!!!!
Kageyama furrowed his brows again.
That was… Even weirder.
Hinata kept sending him more and more badly written texts, which only made him more curious of what all the fuss could possibly be about.
He rolled his eyes. Knowing his partner, it was probably something stupid.
So, without thinking twice, he decided to click on the picture. Hinata wouldn’t know, so it wasn’t a big deal. And whatever his friend sent him, he was sure it couldn’t be that bad, anyway.
… It was that bad.
Blue eyes widened instantly, the image in front of him catching him so off guard that before he realized, his phone was on the floor.
For a moment, he didn’t react, staying frozen in place.
There was no way he just saw what he thought he saw. There was no way that just happened. There was just no way.
A smug smirk; the only part of Hinata’s face that was visible in the photo. His bare chest, seeming slightly sweaty. His legs spread open, showcasing his strong thighs. And his tiny hand, right there in between his legs, holding his hard dick tightly.
…
It had to be a mistake. He couldnʼt have seen that right. Surely Hinata was holding something else, something that looked like a penis, but definitely wasn’t that one.
Tobio picked his phone again, hesitating for a moment before clicking on the picture again.
… That definitely was one.
A weird feeling appeared in his stomach, his heart beating even faster as he kept his fingers pressing the picture on his screen so it would stay open.
He didn’t know why he was doing that. He didn’t know why he was still looking at that stupid grin, or at the muscles of his legs, and he didn’t know why his eyes kept glancing down at Hinata’s hard cock in his hand.
The clicking sound of a screenshot being taken took him out of his trance abruptly, making him blink a couple times, taking him a few seconds to catch up with his own actions.
… Why did he just-
His phone vibrated as more notifications came in, almost making him drop it again. He finally took his finger away then, closing the photo and returning to his chat with his friend.
tiny giant hinata! 🏐:
kageyama
why is insta saying you opened it AGAIN??
oh my god why would you DO THAT
i asked you NOT TO OPEN THE PIC IM
AND WHY TWICE
kageyama???????
WHY DID YOU TAKE A SS????
Tobio’s eyes widened reading that, panic taking over him instantly. And, in a split second, his fingers moved on their own, clicking on Hinataʼs profile and pressing the block button.
Fuck. Fuck .
He was going to be sick.
He didn’t know Instagram let people know when someone opened their pictures for a second time. He didn’t know the app let people know when a screenshot of what they sent was taken.
And most importantly, he didn’t know why he did any of those things.
His phone vibrated again, a new notification coming in.
1 unread message from: boke.
‘did u just BLOCK ME?’
Kageyama blinked.
7 unread messages from: boke.
He hurriedly opened Hinata’s contact profile. Then his finger moved up, to the block button.
Incoming call.
Shit.
Tobio clicked to decline the call, then pressed the block button before throwing his phone away. He stared at it for a few seconds, as if he was afraid his partner would somehow crawl out of the screen and chase him.
He held his breath until his head started to feel dizzy, and then, he let himself fall on his bed.
What the fuck did he just do?
Did he seriously just block his best friend after saving a nude pic that the boy clearly didn’t want him to see?
Kageyama let out a groan, both frustrated with himself and ashamed of his actions, covering his face with his hands.
What the fuck did just happen.
—
Kageyama bounced his leg impatiently, waiting for coach Ukai to dismiss them. For the first time in his entire life, he wanted nothing more but for practice to be over.
Finally, the words he was expecting were said. He stood up in a flash, walking hurriedly to grab his things, then left the gym just as fast without saying a word.
“Kageyama!”
He walked faster.
He could still hear Hinataʼs voice yelling at him, but he didn’t stop. He kept walking, increasing the speed of his steps until he was running, and next thing he knew, he was already home.
He headed to his room right away, laying on his stomach and burying his face on his pillow.
He was a jerk. He was an absolute jerk.
From the moment he got to school, he did nothing but to avoid his partner at all costs.
When he saw him at morning practice, Hinataʼs face instantly turned red. He seemed so mortified, and anxious, so much so that even he could see it clearly. Yet despite that, he still tried to approach him, to talk to him.
Kageyama, of course, didn’t let that happen.
He managed to dodge him every time that he tried to get closer, practicing with everyone else but him, then he stood him up for their usual lunch-break practice. He took another route to get to the gym for afternoon practice when he saw his partner waiting for him at the end of the hallway, and so by the time Hinata got to practice, he seemed upset.
Tobio knew he was making everything worse, he knew that he should apologize and then find a way to move on; they had a few more months left of their last year of school and it wasn’t like he could keep avoiding him until graduation. But he just couldn’t.
He couldn’t because every time Hinata jumped, Tobioʼs focus went to his stupidly strong thighs. Every time the spiker was in the same room, the setterʼs mind was filled with the memories of him naked, and with thoughts of how soft and warm his skin might be.
Every time his partner even looked at him, he found himself glancing at his crotch, thinking about his dick.
Kageyama sighed, not wanting to think about it anymore.
Eventually, he relaxed, enough for him to start to doze off, but his phone suddenly ringing forced him awake again.
He sleepily sat up, rubbing his eyes before looking at the screen.
Incoming call: unknown.
Tobio frowned, he didn’t usually get calls from people he didn’t have added to his phone, doubting for a second before picking up. But all too soon, he regretted his choice, hearing an all too familiar voice.
“If you don’t unblock me right now I swear I’ll never hit one of your tosses ever again in my life.”
Kageyama froze.
For Hinata to be threatening him with spikes, he must be really pissed.
“You have thirty seconds so I can call you from my actual phone and not my mom’s, or I swear, Kageyama-”
“Fine, fine,” he interrupted, quickly doing what he was told and unblocking his real number. “Itʼs done.”
And just like that, the call was over. He didn’t have to wait more than a few seconds to get another, though.
He stared at Hinata’s nickname on his phone, doubting for a moment before answering.
“I should be so mad at you right now.” Was the first thing his partner said, taking him by surprise. “There’s so many reasons to be upset, because honestly, what the hell? I asked you not to open the picture and you not only did it twice but went and screenshotted it?”
Kageyama opened his mouth to talk, but nothing came out. He needed to apologize, he knew he should, but his body didn’t respond.
He heard a loud sigh on the other side of the line.
“I should be upset about it, but I’m more upset at the fact that you blocked me! And then ignored me all day! Because if I end up losing my best friend over a stupid dick pic I swear…”
Hinata really sounded hurt about it, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty for causing that. He truly was an absolute jerk.
“So, just… Can we forget about it and pretend it didn’t happen?” His friend sighed, resigned, like he knew he wouldn’t get an apology even though it was the least that he deserved.
Yet, despite knowing he was being unfair, Kageyama still couldn’t help but say. “I… Don’t know.” The other side of the line got quiet. “Why did you have to send that?” He asked next, unable to stop himself.
“I didn’t mean to!” Hinata let out, sounding offended. Probably because the way he worded it made it sound like he was blaming him for how awkward things were now. Which… Partially, he was. But Tobio knew he was way more at fault. “Clearly, I had my hands busy, so I misclicked, okay?”
“Who was it for?” Again, he spoke before thinking, not realizing what he was doing until after the words left his mouth.
That was none of his business, he had no right to ask about it.
“N-No one! I just, um, wanted to see how it would look,” Hinata said. “I wasn’t going to actually send it.”
Kageyama hummed, feeling like that made sense, but at the same time, it didn’t. He couldn’t quite figure out why at first, but then…
“Why did you use instagram’s camera for that, then?”
His friend got quiet, awfully quiet, maybe just realizing himself too just how weird doing that was.
“I was already on the app,” he finally answered, but that only made Tobio raise his eyebrow.
“While being hard?”
“I just- I mean-” He got quiet again.
And then, the call went completely silent.
Kageyama blinked a few times, waiting for a moment longer before looking at the empty screen.
… Did he just hang up on him?
A new incoming call appeared just a second later, and he answered right away. He was about to ask what happened, but his friend spoke first.
“Why did you take a screenshot?”
He blinked again, then his cheeks quickly heated up.
“… I misclicked.”
“Misclicked?”
“Yeah, I didn’t realize until after.”
“Oh. So you deleted it already, right?”
Now it was his turn to get quiet.
That should’ve been the logical thing to do, to delete the picture he didn’t mean to save. A picture that wasn’t for him to keep, that he wasnʼ even supposed to see.
But then again…
“… No.”
“No?” His partner questioned, but he didnʼt answer. “Why’s that?”
Tobio quickly clicked to end the call.
He didn’t know at what point his heart had started beating so fast.
There was something about that last question… There was something about the tone of it, and something about how the moment Kageyama pointed out something that seemed weird from Hinata’s story, the boy instantly snapped back and put the attention on him instead.
He knew his best friend enough to know that if he wanted them to focus on the weird thing Tobio did, it was because there was something Hinata didn’t want him to figure out about his own statements.
He frowned, going over everything his partner told him again to look for and find whatever he didn’t want him to.
Then, he saw the incoming call again, and he picked up right away.
“Why did you send me the picture?” Kageyama questioned immediately, not giving him time to talk first.
“I already told you, I was-”
“But why me? We never talk on that app.”
He didn’t know why he didn’t put two and two together sooner, when he even found that fact weird the moment he got the photo.
If you accidentally send a picture, wouldn’t it make more sense to click on a user you actually interact with? Someone higher up on your direct messagesʼ list?
For a few seconds, there was no response. And when his friend finally spoke again, he could hear the anxiety in his voice.
“Can we just, move on? I don’t care about the pic anymore, what’s done it’s done, I just don’t want us to get weird.”
“Why me?” He insisted. Hinata sighed.
“The button to send you a message was closer than the one to post on my stories, so I clicked on your chat and used that camera instead,” the spiker explained, reluctantly. “Now please tell me we can go back to normal.”
The setter didn’t respond, going over his own thought process again.
No, Hinataʼs explanation made no sense. And the fact that he was trying so hard to change the topic meant there was still something else there he was trying to avoid saying.
“How could I’ve been closer? I haven’t posted a new picture in weeks, and I donʼt post in my stories so that couldnʼt be it either.”
For some reason, his heart was beating fast. He felt somewhat nervous, but also… Expectant. There was a weird sensation pooling in his stomach, and he felt as if he was waiting for a specific answer that a part of him already knew.
“Hinata?”
“Please don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.”
“I wouldn’t be asking if I-”
“You’re not gonna like the answer, okay?”
The weird feeling got stronger, his heart raced more. He could feel himself getting tense.
“… Why?”
“Can you drop it already? It doesn’t matter.”
“How was it closer?”
“… I was already on your profile,” the spiker finally admitted.
The setter felt his cheeks growing hot. He felt his whole body getting warmer.
He took a deep breath, then shifted uncomfortably on his spot, noticing that his pants felt somewhat tighter. But he was too busy to pay attention to that, there was something more important he needed to focus on right now.
“Kage-”
“Why were you on my profile?”
“You’re gonna hate me.”
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“Hinata.”
He heard his friend groan, sounding something between embarrassed, ashamed, and frustrated. Tobio shifted again, looking down at the growing bulge in his pants. It was like his body already knew the answer and what it meant, despite his mind not being fully sure just yet.
He needed to be sure.
He needed him to say it.
He wanted to be right about it. He needed him to confirm it.
“I was looking at your pictures, okay? That’s why I got… You always look so hot in your pics and I wanted to see if I could take a hot photo too,” Hinata finally said, way too quietly and all too quickly. Yet Tobio still heard him perfectly. “But I really wasn’t going to send-”
“Hinata,” he interrupted. And God, why was it suddenly so hard to breathe? “Were you… Were you jerking off to my-”
“I’m sorry,” his friend cut him off before he could finish his sentence, and that was enough to confirm his suspicions. “I’m so, so sorry. I won’t do it again I swear, I’m sorry-”
But Kageyama wasn’t listening to his rambling anymore.
Hinata was jerking off to him.
Hinata was hard because of him.
He looked like he did in that picture, hard and sweaty as he pleased himself, because of him.
He took a deep breath, one of his hands moving down and his fingers gently grasping at the tent on his pants.
“… I don’t mind,” he whispered, interrupting whatever speech his friend was giving him.
“… What?”
“I… Don’t mind it, if you do that to my pics.” Quite the opposite, actually, if how excited his body was at that revelation was anything to go by. He couldn’t help but feel thrilled about it. “You can, it’s fine.”
“You’re… Okay with it?”
“Yeah.”
For a moment, the call got quiet. The silence felt heavy in the air, despite not being physically together.
After several seconds, he heard his friend shifting on his spot.
“… My selfie, is that why you havenʼt… I mean, have you also…?”
“No.”
“Oh.” Hinataʼs voice almost sounded disappointed. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have-”
“But I want to,” he admitted, the confession taking him by surprise too. Although, in retrospect, it shouldn’t have been that big of a shock.
“You wanna- You wanna jerk off to my pic too?”
“Yeah.”
“But... Will you?”
“Probably.”
The line went silent again.
Tobio felt himself twitch in his sweatpants, his dick begging for his attention.
“Was that the first time you…?”
“No,” Hinata whispered, his voice sounding breathier than before
“Do you do it often?”
“I… Kind of.” His voice sounded way breathier.
And that –the tone, the words, the whole thing– was too much for him to handle.
Kageyama’s finger traced the shape of his hard member inside his pants, closing his eyes at the pleasant feeling that it gave him.
It was hot.
Knowing his best friend used him to jerk off, and hearing him talk about it. Hearing how his tone had changed too, and how his breathing seemed uneasy now.
It was too much.
And, despite never considering himself a particularly hormonal person, now they seemed to be in control of all his thoughts and actions.
“I try not to, but even when I’m not looking at your pics, somehow…”
“Somehow…?”
“I always end up thinking of you, when…” Hinata took a deep breath, his voice getting quieter. “When I cum.”
Fuck.
“You cum thinking of me?”
“Yeah.”
“Always?”
“Every time, yeah,” Hinata whispered, inhaling deeply again, then he heard the noise of him standing up. “Y-Yama, I’m… I’m sorry,” he mumbled, and Tobio was about to ask what he was apologizing for, but his partner finished his sentence before he could. “This is really turning me on.”
Kageyama felt like his whole world stopped.
Just like that, his ability to think straight was completely gone. All he could think of was Hinata, as hard as in his photo, because of their conversation.
He heard his friend close his bedroom door, then the sound of something clicking.
“I gotta hang up.”
“Did you just lock the door?” He asked.
“I- Uh, yeah.”
“Why?”
“I told you, I have to hang up.”
“Why do you have to?”
“Why do you think?”
Kageyama raised an eyebrow. And it was like his partner felt his reaction through the phone, because he sighed right after, speaking again in a notoriously more embarrassed voice.
“I really need to touch myself,” he admitted. “And you said you didnʼt mind, so…”
Tobio knew that the logical thing to do was clearly to let Hinata end the call, so he could take care of his business. But, already as stated, at this point his brain wasn’t working anymore, and another head was in control.
“Go ahead, then.”
“… What?” Hinata’s voice sounded almost choked up. “What do you mean go-” He paused, and Kageyama could almost when he realized what he meant. “… Oh. Are you also…?”
“Hard? Yeah.”
His friend got quiet. Awfully quiet.
For a second, the setter feared that maybe he had crossed a line. So he was about to tell him to forget it, and to end the call, but the spiker finally spoke again before he could.
“Show me.”
Tobio blinked.
“What?”
“You’ve seen mine,” his partner reminded him. “Please, I wanna see it.”
He opened his mouth to talk, but he couldn’t figure out what to say. He stayed still for just a couple seconds, then he placed his phone aside, quickly working on removing his clothes. He took the phone again when he was done, clicking on his chat with Hinata, before wrapping his free hand around his dick. He took a similar picture to the one that was sent to him, sending it without giving it more thought.
He placed his phone on his ear just in time to hear his partner gasp. And then, he let out a soft moan.
Kageyama’s dick twitched at the sound.
“It’s bigger than I thought,” Hinata whispered. “It’s gonna be hard to wrap my hand around it.” This time, it was him who couldn’t help but let out a small sound, unable to stop himself from stroking his member softly. “Would you like that…?”
He moved his hand faster.
“… Yeah...”
“Would you touch me too?”
“Y-Yeah…”
“I’m imagining it’s you, the one thatʼs- thatʼs touching me right now,” Hinata admitted, letting out a pleased sigh in between words. Kageyama groaned in response. “H-Hold on, let me get my earphones, I need both hands free.”
He hummed in acknowledgment, keeping his eyes closed as he continued with his actions. He heard a drawer being opened, and things being moved, until the headphones were connected. And how loud Hinata was with everything he was doing almost made him feel like they were together.
The spiker came back to his bed, the sheets moving under him. The setter waited for him to talk again, but he didn’t.
For a moment, things got silent, and so for a second he thought maybe the call had ended. But a weird, steady, wet noise in the background proved to him that wasnʼt the case.
And then, Hinata moaned. He moaned loudly.
“What are you…?”
“You’re so big Yama…” His friend breathed out, between not-so-quiet whines, the wet noise sounding somewhat faster. “I don’t know if you’ll fit.”
“… Fit?”
“But you’re gonna feel s-so good inside…”
“I-Inside…?” Tension began to build up in his lower abdomen, his brain finally realizing what those things meant. “Y-You want me to…?”
“Yeah, Kageyama, I want you to fuck me,” Hinata said bluntly. “I want you so badly… God, I need you.” Tobio kept stroking himself faster, breathing heavily, every word making his pleasure grow. “N-Need you inside, Yama! Fingers arenʼt enough.”
Blue eyes snapped wide open.
Finally, it clicked. What the wet noise was, why he needed his earphones… What Hinata was doing to himself was clear now.
And holy fuck, he almost came with that thought alone.
“You’re-”
“Yeah.” His partner let out a breathy giggle, followed by some loud pleased sounds. “Shit, right there, p-please, fuck me there!”
He couldn’t believe it.
He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and who was saying those things. He couldn’t believe how vocal his friend was being and how obscene he sounded.
Hinata, the same boy who accused him of being vulgar and crude because of his vocabulary, was now moaning things like ‘so big’, ‘harder’, and more words and phrases that straight up belonged in porn movies.
And fuck, he never thought he would find any of things so hot, but right now, all the talking was driving him crazy.
“Oh God, Iʼm so close.” Hinataʼs sounds were getting louder. “Just- Just like that, oh fuck, Iʼm so close.”
Tobio could feel himself getting closer too, tension building more and pleasure running through his whole body. He could barely breathe, stroking his dick harder than ever in his life, desperate for release.
“Oh god, I’m gonna cum!” Hinata whined, breathless, and his moans almost sounded like screams at that point. “Yama, I’m cumming!”
“Me too, I-” But he couldn’t finish his sentence, a loud groan coming out instead as he reached his orgasm.
His whole body trembled and he threw his head back, pumping himself fast as he came into his hand, hearing his partner finish as well. Kageyama collapsed into his bed, panting heavily, his mind clouded by the most intense pleasure he’s felt in his life.
He took a minute or two to fully recover, before reaching for something to clean himself. The noise on the other side of the line let him know that Hinata was doing the same, both quietly taking care of their messes. But even after cleaning up, they still didn’t talk.
Tobio felt a weird sensation pool on his stomach.
What exactly are you supposed to say after… Whatever that was?
“… So…” Hinata mumbled, probably in a similar brainwave.
“… See you tomorrow?” The setter mumbled.
“Seriously?” He could almost hear the spiker rolling his eyes. “Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“You like me, right?”
“… Are you an idiot?”
“Okay, fair enough.” Hinata chuckled. “I like you too.”
“No shit.”
“Are we dating now, then?”
Kageyama blinked a few times hearing that. For some reason, despite what they had just done, he wasn’t expecting that question.
“Do you want to?” He asked, in a quiet voice, praying he didn’t sound as vulnerable as he felt.
“Didn’t I make that clear?”
“Dunno. Maybe you just want my dick.”
“Geez, Kageyama, youʼre so vulgar!”
“Vulgar? I’m not the one that was literally begging to be fucked hard and-”
“Okay, okay fine, shut up,” Hinata interrupted, clearly embarrassed about his own behavior now that his hormones had calmed down. He cleared his throat next, then spoke again. “Yeah, I want to date you.”
“Then… Okay,” Tobio said. And maybe his voice didn’t show it, but he felt so stupidly happy.
A soft giggle was all the confirmation he needed that Hinata still knew, despite the neutral tone. But not ten seconds later, the giggling stopped abruptly.
“Shit.” He heard as his partner suddenly sat up. “My mom is downstairs, I forgot she was home-”
Kageyama blinked a few times hearing those words, before his cheeks blushed heavily. With the number of times Hinata said his name, he could only pray the spikerʼs mom was far enough not to hear a thing.
“I need to hang up now, but… See you tomorrow, boyfriend?”
“… See you.”
And just like that, the call ended.
Tobio stared at his ceiling for a moment, completely quiet and still. And then, he smiled.
Guess he could keep the picture now, after all.