"Where did Hinata go?"

"He was with Kageyama last I saw"

"But I was just with Kageyama and he wasn't with him..."

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Hinata recoiled a little at Tanaka's serious tone; he didn't know he had this side to him... and honestly it was a little frightening.

"W-what do you want Tanaka-sempai?" Hinata stuttered, basically giving himself away already. Nishinoya narrowed his eyes accusingly and pointed at Hinata's pockets to reinforce the demand.

"Shōyō, show us your pockets..." he asked, a stern frown upon his usually excited features "we can smell the smoke you know" Nishinoya continued, sighing to himself.

In a mere second his worry shifted to a feeling of anger, as his disorder momentarily took hold of him.

The teen angrily shoved his hand in his pocket and turned away from the two.

"No"

Tanaka raised an eyebrow "come on Shōyō, we just want you to be safe" he reasoned, noticing the change in attitude. Hinata angrily gritted his teeth at their persistance.

"You know I haven't forgotten when the whole team turned on me" Hinata restored bitterly, dull brown eyes glimmering with regret.

"So don't act like you've done anything to help me"

With that Hinata left. He walked away from the two hurt best friends, they hadn't really thought of it that way... maybe they were the ones in the wrong?

Hinata stomped of angrily to calm his head. He just couldn't believe that after all the shit he went through, they had the AUDACITY to act all high and mighty.

The teen walked endlessly until he had no fucking clue as to his location whatsoever. His surroundings were quite creepy in his opinion; to be honest, anyone would think of an abandoned warehouse to be eerie looking.

Hinata had no fucking clue how he got here... he just did.

"Fuck it" he said to himself, shoving his hands in his pockets and walking inside the decaying building.

There was a harsh smell of toxic fumes of fungus that lingered in the air, the toxins seemed to get into his respiratory system and fucked with his breathing; ultimately leading to him having a coughing fit.

Hinata sighed to himself. At this point, his health couldn't get any worse so he didn't really care much.

After his couching fir was over he pulled out his cigarettes and swiftly lit a new one. Inhaling the calming substance he decided there wouldn't be any harm in exploring the place.

Shrugging his shoulders carelessly he walked further in, plaster and old paint broke under his foot; creating a rather strange noice echoing around the warehouse.

Stacks old wooden boxes stood to the sides of the house, possibly filled with something unsatisfactory. Hinata was curious about the boxes but decided against opening them because of some sort of superstition he believed; he didn't fancy getting haunted by a ghost today.

Hinata released a large breath of smoke into the humid air; its figure instantly dissipating into the surrounding.

Making his way to a particularly large shattered window he sat on the window ledge, not paying any mind to the shards of glass that began to slice through his flesh.

Hinata smiled at the pain.

His eyes scanned the city below him, he was indeed quite high up and it was a strange feeling. Everyone looked like ants...

Small, insignificant and untrustworthy.

Hinata liked being atop everyone, it gave him a sense of authority which he never had. He chuckled emotionlessly to himself, he'd been controlled by everyone almost his whole life.

That was going to change.

Hinata promised himself that he would not be altered by others views, everyone were just pawns in his overall game.

'𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘!'

Hinata thought to himself with a smile, snuffing out the last embers of his cigarette on the window ceil.

Before his mind could run wild with a thousand unrealistic imaginations, a loud crack was heard from behind him.

Hinata did not falter at all at the sound.

He simply stayed seated and continued to look at the small city below him "may I help you?" Hinata voiced, not sparing the unknown person a single glance.

"Everyone's looking for you shrimpy"

Hinata grinned at the familiar nickname "ahhh Tsukishima" He replied, putting emphasis upon the last syllables of his name.

More crunching noises were heard underfoot as the tall blonde neared the smoking teen "come on Shrimpy, we need to go back" Tsukki forced out, trying to be as kind as possible; refraining from insulting the No. 10

"I don't wanna" Hinata scoffed like a child, letting the glass underneath him deep further into his legs. The blood stared to become increasingly noticeable, it's bright red crimson colour subtly dripping down the window ceil, and creating a shallow pool beneath him.

Tsukishima noticed the blood and was hesitant at what he should do "shrimp your bleeding" he said dully.

Hinata cackled at his blunt statement "don't think I've realised saltyshima?" This time Hinata turned to the male, his big brown eyes shimmering with a hidden anguish.

Tsukishima felt sorry for the boy.

As much as he acted like a dick, he really did care for the short boy. The blockers face was contorted with worry; greatly surprising Hinata.

"Come with me, I'll get you fixed up" Tsukishima reassured, not wanting to see Hinata hurt "I don't wanna see anyone" Hinata scoffed once more, releasing a puff of smoke into Tsukki's face.

The blonde coughed a little and waved the smoke away, scrunching his nose in disgust "you don't have to see anyone I promise, I'll just fix you up"

'𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒?'

Hinata wondered with a slight eyebrow raise "humph fine, but I'm not following you... you follow me" Hinata reasoned, jumping from his seated position and leading the male up a flight of stairs.

Tsukishima followed reluctantly, careful to not injure himself on the crumbling stair way.

Eventually Hinata lead the blonde to the rooftop of the building. There was an amazing view and it was flat so it made a good spot for hanging out or relaxing.

The sun had started to set around now; the sky being painted with an incredible range of oranges, yellows and pinks. The lights of houses and shops gradually turned on as the suns rays slowly diminished.

Hinata smiled weakly at the sight. It truly was beautiful. Tsukishima also took his time to observe the surrounding.

Hinata looked almost ethereal, his two toned hair shining in the last golden rays along with big round eyes that reflected the flickering lights of the city.

Straying from his dazed stare for a moment, Tsukishima sat himself down on the roof; patting a space next to him for Hinata.

The teen took the hint and sat next to the male, pulling up his trousers so his legs were exposed to the crisp air. There were deep gashed in his thighs, spouting fresh blood at the slightest movement.

Tsukishima slightly recoiled at the sight and looked away "afraid of a little blood are we?" Hinata mocked, giggling at his reaction.

Tsukishima could feel his face heat up from embarrassment as he looked back at the wound out of stubbornness "no" he scoffed, ripping a part of his T-shirt and wrapping it tightly around Hinata's leg.

Hinata hissed in pain as he tightened the material. After it was finished he flopped himself back on the roof, closing his eyes in bliss.

"Hey Tsukki, can we stay here" Hinata asked quietly, gazing up at the now darkened sky, dotted with stars.

Tsukishima looked up at the sky also "sure" he replied simply, laying down a little closer next to Hinata.

The teen smiled at their proximity and snaked his arms around Tsukki's stomach, taking advantage of his heat. The blonde smiled at the affection, running his hands through Hinata's messy hair.

Hinata relaxed in his touch and eventually gave into exhaustion.

𝙏𝙎𝙐𝙆𝙆𝙄𝙃𝙄𝙉𝘼𝘼𝘼𝘼 𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙜 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚!

𝙊𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙪𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙙