No way, it's definitely you. [There's a sing-songey, teasing quality to his voice as he replies, like he was expecting exactly that answer from Kageyama. (He was.)
It feels wrong, to see Kageyama looking almost hesitant while he lingers near the genkan, like he isn't sure he belongs here. Deciding to do something about it, Shouyou takes the opportunity to flick one of the bag of chips right onto Kageyama's head, messing up the hair further and probably crushing some of the chips inside--a necessary sacrifice to make Kageyama stop looking so weird.]
Come on, Kageyama! What are you waiting for? [Leaving the bag on the setter's head, Shouyou makes a beeline for the kitchen so he can set the snacks down.]
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It feels wrong, to see Kageyama looking almost hesitant while he lingers near the genkan, like he isn't sure he belongs here. Deciding to do something about it, Shouyou takes the opportunity to flick one of the bag of chips right onto Kageyama's head, messing up the hair further and probably crushing some of the chips inside--a necessary sacrifice to make Kageyama stop looking so weird.]
Come on, Kageyama! What are you waiting for? [Leaving the bag on the setter's head, Shouyou makes a beeline for the kitchen so he can set the snacks down.]