As soon as Kageyama's slender fingers fumbled with the key and swiftly unlocked his house door, as soon as he set the first foot onto the doormat, as soon as he got rid of his jacket... a wave of relief washed over him.
Home.
This was home, his last resort, the place where he was always safe. His mother had left today, thursday, and was about to return on saturday... important business stuff, Kageyama honestly never understood to this very day his mother's job. Something about... sales? Numbers and stuff? Yeah, kinda like that. Business trips were common in her chosen career and Kageyama never bothered to mind that, hey, he had the entire house to himself. Not many students his age had the luck to be rid of parents for three days.

Kageyama imagined Nishinoya and Tanaka inside an empty house... and then imagined the fire brigade taking care of said house an hour later. He shruddered... no way in hell would he trust those two with a house. It was flattering to know how much his mother trusted him to not make a mess and Kageyama appreciated it, because who else was there to actually trust him? He was pretty sure some people of his team, like Asahi or Yamaguchi, wouldn't want to bump into him all alone at night. Not even animals liked him, Kageyama noted. No matter cats or dogs, he never was able to pet one. Either they turned tail and took flight or snarled at him.
Yeah... Lonely. Lonely was a pretty good description. But lonely was good. Lonely meant success based of own talents and own work. It was good.

Hinata had left into the bathroom, probably to take the shower, and it was quiet inside the house. Quiet enough to hear a needle drop? Probably.
Suddenly the floor was way too long and cold for him; Kageyama grimaced and entered instead the living room. It was... big. So big. So big, empty, so ridiculously large for two people, so... lonely. When was the last time he sat here together with his mother? Kageyama didn't remember. He came home late every day, around 8pm. Homework, the rest of the time he studied while wolfing down something regarded as dinner in his room, and then he went to bed. On weekends, he would practise volleyball outside, go running or just aimlessly strolled around in town. He couldn't help it, he had no other interests than volleyball.
The soft blue couch at the wall, a television on the opposite side, a few tiny dressers and shelves... a little table in the middle of it all. That made the entire furniture of the living room. Kageyama liked blue, it was his favorite colour. But lately, he noticed how much he became attached to the colour orange. The Karasuno trikot? Yeah. Because it's volleyball.

Kageyama almost didn't want to disturb the quiet area inside the living room. It felt so unnatural to sit here. Sighing, he retreated out of the uncomfortable atmosphere and took the steps upstairs. Slowly, the noise of the shower became louder with every step he took. Just how long was Hinata going to stay inside there?!
Kageyama leaned against the doorframe, hesitating, his hand hovering above the wooden material. Should he knock? He wanted to talk. Not with anyone, he wanted to talk with Hinata. But why?
"O-oi dumbass, d-do-... do you wanna order pizza for dinner?!"
Great Kageyama, applause to your communication skills.
There was a second of silence with the water rushing into the drain.
"Yeah, I like pizza! I waaaant... Bolognese pizza!!"
Kageyama furrowed his eyebrows. What was a bolognese pizza? He would just have to find out. The setter left the bathroom door and went to fetch his phone, then dialed the number of a delivery service.
"Bolognese pizza...? Some kinda demon food or-"
"Moshi-moshi."
Kageyama flinched and snapped out of his thoughts, then proceeded to order two pizzas. As he knew Hinata, that boy didn't have a problem eating an entire pizza alone.

It wasn't long until Hinata stepped out of the bathroom and Kageyama narrowed his eyebrows as he realized, Hinata didn't have spare clothes and his Karasuno uniform and volleyball trikot were the only clothes he had. By now he must have been smelling worse than a dumpster.
"Aren't you gonna wash your clothes sometime?" Kageyama proceeded to ask, eyes hanging on his own shirt he lent Hinata every single day for the night. Hinata tilted his head at the question, smiled innocently at him, and Kageyama honestly knew there was some sort of trick coming from him.
"Hm? O-oh, I did! Every night when your mother washed your stuff I smuggled mine inside."
"You did what?! B-but your clothes are invisible too, right?! Or are they just invisible when you wear them?!"
Kageyama was flabbergasted. If his mother would have seen the second uniform and different trikot... Oh god, he was done for.
"Uhh... I don't know! Perhaps we can experiment with Suga-san~!"
"Haa?! D-don't tell me you are going to undress in front of him and watch his reaction?!"
"Why not?! We're both guys!"
"NO WAY IN HELL!!"
"WHY ARE YOU SO INSISTENT ABOUT THAT?!"
"I HAVE NO IDEA!"
"WHY ARE WE YELLING?!"
"I HAVE NO IDEA EITHER!! BECAUSE YOU'RE A DUMBASS!"
The doorbell interrupted the yelling match and Kageyama stomped huffing over into the floor to fetch the pizzas. Yeah, why exactly did he mind that? It was Hinata's body and Hinata's mortification, he shouldn't care less about his silly plans. But the imagination how Hinata would expose himself to Sugawara made his blood boil in his veins, even if it was only to his boxers.

Both settled down inside the kitchen and began to munch on their food, occasionally taking glances at each other. What was wrong with him?
"Hinata..." Kageyama began, nervous, and watched as Hinata's head lifted with cheeks puffed with food.
"I... How could I... if I would consider it... find out about my wish?"
Hinata swallowed as fast as he could and ended up in a fit of coughs, hands searching wildly for his glass of milk Kageyama had kindly granted him. He wasn't the type to share his milk but he felt Hinata needed something to cheer up and milk always cheered him up, so case closed.
"U-urgh. Ahem. I-I think you have to try and think about your current situation. Like, are you jealous of something? Do you sometimes feel like you miss out on something? That's the way it works for most people!"
Hinata had a bright and sunny smile plastered all over his face, and Kageyama ended up relieved. He honestly didn't mean to make Hinata hopes but it was worth to see him smile again just for a little bit... and after all, he really was curious about that wish.