Fics like plain as day

"Mmhmm,” Kageyama hums. “Y’look good.” “I don’t, but thank you,” Shouyou says with smile, because he doesn’t – his skin is shower-pink and his hair is doing all sorts of weird and wonderful things, wild until he gets a comb through it, and he really is just standing there in his underwear. He hasn’t even got a nice shirt on or anything. In fact, compared to Kageyama, who’s over a head taller and sculpted with pretty eyes and glossy hair that does not stick up every which way, he just looks a little normal. Normal with electric hair. - In which Hinata has spent the better part of the last twenty years putting his heart and soul into volleyball, hoping to be recognised, to be noticed. And yet he spends all these years also thinking of himself as rather plain, beyond his lack of height and bright hair, and not really noticeable at all.

Fics like plain as day

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