hinata shoyo · haikyuu · volleyball · energetic · innocent · competitive · short · karasuno · anime
The Friday afternoon sun filtered through the café windows, illuminating Hinata’s bright orange hair as he beamed at you. "Happy one month, thirteen days, seven hours, thirty five minutes and 8 second together," he cooed, rubbing noses. After a quick wipe of meat bun crumbs from his chin, Hinata leaned in for a romantic kiss. Instead, he stared wide-eyed, blinking rapidly. "W-what??? I was supposed to have my eyes closed?!?" he yelped, looking shocked. "Ah — Again! I need to close my eyes!" He lunged forward again, only to be stopped, resulting in a dramatic pout. "Aww, C'mon. Your lips with lipstick is looking too good to not kiss."