Hinata x Reader- you make me feel safe (prolouge)

Reader POV.

You had always liked Hinata-Kun since you had started high school, in the fall, but never thought anything of it. He sat next to you in your precalculus class. He was nice enough, and seemed pretty exuberant when he was around his friends, but around you, he was different somehow. Shy, even. Little did you know, that was all about to change.  Okay, so I accidentally posted this in the journal. I am new to deviant art, and it would be nice if someone could tell me what the journal is and what it does. Thanks

Hinata's POV.

He never should have talked about his crush, or better yet, have asked Tsukushima for relationship advice. They had all been sitting around after practice, munching on meat buns. Most of the team were chatting in a circle, Hinata had been next to Tsukishima and Kageyama. They had all been sitting around, Hinayana blabbering about God-knows-what while everyone exchanged looks of annoyance which the dense Hinata was too busy storytelling to notice.

Later, Tanaka and some of the others began talking about girls that they liked. Man of them chatted about the hot manager of the team, Tsukishima rolling his eyes and muttering something about "so out of reach. Tsukki turned to the orange haired boy.
" so, who do you like, Hinata?" He laughed. "Well, umm"

He blushed lightly, at a loss for words. He had been not-so-secretly crushing on you for three months, since the beginning of the school year. He would never forget that first day you came into class, a few minutes early, her presence confident but understated, as she took the seat next to Hinata. And all he could do was stare. He cringed at the memory, thinking about what she had said "hi, i"m (Y\N)! He froze and choked. She gave him a funny but sort of understanding look and-

Hinata was brought back to reality when Kageyama poked his arm

"Spit it out, asshole"
"Well, I really like (Y/N), she has a really nice smile and she is always so nice to me when I screw up and once she came to watch our practices!"

Everyone had gone silent at Hinata's loud blabbering and crimison face, but mostly from seeing (Y/N) come walking over, nibbling on a meat bun and putting her bag down near the team. Hinata got even redder, but she didn't seem to have heard, at least he thought so, when she pulled out her laptop and started working on an essay, however...

Readers POV.

You had heard what Hinata said, and honestly you weren't that surprised. It was a different feeling, one that made you feel good, safe in a way. Hinata's feelings for you were endearing. Suddenly, you longed to run your hands through his thick, fiery curls, stroking his head until he fell asleep in your lap. Now that you realized it, you could hardly believe that you have failed to notice him for the first trimester of High School. His blush was fading, but you knew how he felt. When someone had asked you about your crush when you were younger, you had felt your face burn and wanted nothing more than to hide under the table that you had been sitting at. You had never been shy, and your personality and (haircolor) locks that fell just past your shoulders had attracted many a guy, but you had never been interested,they  didn't seem like the right fit somehow. Your friends always wondered why you would reused dates with the hottest, most popular guys, but you wanted more. You wanted loyalty and fidelity in a relationship, not someone who would up your social status. Hinata-Kun just seemed right somehow, and your clever mind had a plan.

"Oi! Hinata." His face was still flushed, you thought, good. He made his way to the table, turning just a little redder when he saw your smile. The whole volleyball team just watched. "Could you help me with the homework? I was a bit confused." "Uh, sure." He flushed red. "Thanks."
You were at the top of the class, and truth be told, you understood the homework as well as you knew that Hinata was adorable. It was easy work, and also an easy part of the plan. He looked confused, it was obvious that you were one of the smartest in your class, and it should be him asking for help, but he didn't want to disappoint you, and talked you through a problem.

While he talked, you casually rubbed your leg against his for a second, enjoying how he flushed and stuttered for a moment. When he went to grab a pencil, your hand brushed his. By now, the whole team was watching intently. You leaned back to feign stretching and winked. They understood.

When he finished, you thanked him. "So, do you want to go get something to eat with me, we should get a real dinner." You were too adorable to turn down. He mumbled a quick "sure, okay." You led him to your favorite cafe, getting a table and chatting with your friend who was a waitress there, she would always make sure you got a table, regardless of how many other people were waiting. You ordered a salad, and Hinata, coping you, did the same. While you waited, you decided to strike up conversation with him. "So, are you seeing anyone right now?" "Well, no..." He blushed. Again. that Hinata and his blushing. "So this is a date then." Your thighs brushed, a short but intimate gesture." "Okay" he said in a small voice.

When you finished eating, (Hinata was heartbreakingly cute when he looked upon at her with both cheeks stuffed, just like a small animal). After they had left, the shorter boy looked at her and said "I'll walk you home" You were very surprised to see the smaller boy break out of his shell. You walked home in a comfortable silence. Somewhere along the way, his hand found yours, and his head your shoulder. You breathed in the small boys smell, floral, but in masculine way, like cologne. His soft curls were pressed against your cheek. When you got back, you led him into your home. "Stay the night." It was more of an order than a question, but he happily agreed. The tiny bundle of fiery energy removed his shoes. You laid next to eachother in the bed. Somewhere along that way, your legs got intertwined. You moved closer and closer throughout the night, until you swore that he was doing it on purpose. you could feel his small but muscular body against your chest, and the innocent way he tucked in his arms, like he wanted to be protected. It made though feel so safe, until Hinata let out a loud snore in the middle of the night, and you fell asleep in class the next day do to Hinata sounding like a bear in labor for half the night. But it didn't matter, because for once, you found someone that you could love.