a/n: he is so cute and I want to give him lots of kisses 🥰

prompt: (Y/n) goes to the summer training camp with the team

warning: none

word count: 656

.・-: ✧ :-　second-person point of view　-: ✧ :-・．

He always knew you were there. He noticed you on the first day of high school, sitting at the desk right in front of him in class. Kind eyes, sweet voice, pretty smile. It was only a matter of time before Shoyo found himself head over heels. He knew it was destiny you happened to be involved in the boy's volleyball team.

Yet, Shoyo was terrified of telling you how he felt. You would just laugh at him, right? Like Kageyama always told him, he was annoying and stupid. You were so wonderful. He didn't stand a chance. One look at you and Shoyo knew confessing was a losing game. So he kept his mouth shut, admiring your beauty from afar. He stayed your friend and tried his best to be content with that.

"Hinata!" Coach Ukai shouted. "Pay attention!" The boy nodded his head, his eyes training on the yellow and blue ball once again. Shoyo found it difficult to focus the longer the summer training camp went on. Karasuno was practicing against Fukurodani, giving Nekoma a chance to rest. Kenma was sitting right next to you on the bleachers.

Shoyo may not have been your boyfriend, but he still got jealous. He saw the way you so easily got Kenma to warm up to you. You decided to latch onto him for the camp, and Shoyo didn't know why. And it scared him. Every time he saw you by Kenma's side, his stomach would churn. Before now, he had never felt such a sickening feeling. Like a black hole in his chest, the gross pit consumed him.

Shoyo was afraid to tell you how he felt, but the idea of losing you frightened him more.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" He called out. Shoyo was surprised his voice didn't shake. You swiftly arrived beside him, a smile on your gorgeous face, the look in your eyes asking him why he had called. Shoyo gently grabbed onto your sleeve, pulling you away from your crowd on the grass. You found yourself standing in front of the boy behind the gym building, alone.

When his eyes fell upon you, your skin softly bathed in the melted marigold hues of the setting sun, his breath caught in his throat. Like an otherworldly entity, you stood before him with a gracious and loving smile. Shoyo struggled to choke out a single word, yet, someone he managed to say,

"I-I just wanted to say, um... " Shoyo took a deep breath, shutting his eyes as tight as he could. "I really really like you!" Shock replaced your smile, finding his confession surprising. The longer it took for you to muster a response, the more anxious Shoyo grew. He clenched his fists, his body going tense. There weren't usually many thoughts in the young boy's head, but it felt there were thousands swimming in his skull.

"Like... You want to date me?" You wondered aloud in a quiet wavering voice. Shoyo slowly nodded his head, too afraid to open his eyes.

"Oh," You muttered, stepping closer to him. "I really really like you too, Shoyo. I-I'd love to date you." His cinnamon eyes peered open, cautiously scanning your face for any signs of sarcasm." His muscles relaxed when he found none. Were you serious? A contagious grin broke out across his face, the same grin you had fallen for in the first place.

"No way!" Shoyo exclaimed, his shouting no doubt being heard by the others around the corner. "Haha! I can't believe it!" Shoyo sprung up, his excitement too overwhelming to control. You watched as he rapidly pranced around the area, shouting in pure unadulterated joy. You started to laugh alongside him. 

Suddenly, you reached out and grabbed onto his shoulders to stop him. You placed a quick kiss on his cheek. The blood rushed to his face. Your actions only seemed to increase his newfound energy. You watched as he ran off in bliss, probably to go tell everyone he could.