Party (smut, part 2)

                                    

                                          
okay this one is really long sorry
also do i need to put the smut warnings in the titles or does it ruin the element of surprise knowing what's going to happen? i feel like it does but i'm not the reader so i don't know.


                          
"guys!" hinata pulled the door open and called out into the gym. he searched the large building and his eyes landed on his teammates grouped in a circle by the benches. he sprinted over, excitement coming off him in waves. "my friend is throwing a party tonight, he wants you guys to come, too!"
                          
"really?" daichi asked. "does he even know us?"
                          
hinata tapped his chin and thought for a moment. "i don't think so... but he knows that you guys are my good friends so he wants to meet you guys."
                          
"sounds like a cool guy." shrugging, daichi answered, "well, i guess i'll go then, if it's okay with him." 
                          
"yay!" hinata leaped into the air.
                          
 a chorus of ''me too"s came from several other members, including tanaka, noya, asahi, suga, and kageyama. (tsuki and yama have their own plans :3) momentarily forgetting about his issue with kageyama, hinata laughed and played volleyball the rest of the day without worry.
                          
•••
"what do people even wear to parties?!" hinata groaned in frustration, sliding his hands down his face. he had no idea what he was supposed to wear. earlier he briefly thought about wearing his gym clothes, but realized he would probably look like a homeless person who just stumbled in.
                          
after asking one of his girl classmates for advice, he settled on some skinny jeans, a loose white shirt with thin black stripes, which he tucked a small bit into the front of his jeans, and an oversized black cardigan. 
                          
he looked in the mirror and looked himself up and down. 'this looks kinda girly...' before he had time to change, he heard a knock on his door. 'it must be kageyama!' they were getting a ride to the party from big sis, because hinata lived so far away and it would take forever for him to get there. kageyama was just tagging along.
                          
he couldn't help but feel self conscious, though. "i shouldn't have let shoya dress me..." he mumbled to himself, shaking his head. it was too late to change now, they'd be way too late. sighing, he grabbed some black slip-on sneakers and walked to the door. 
                          
when he opened the door, he had to bite his tongue so he wouldn't say anything weird. 'oh my god he's so damn handsome!' the raven was wearing a loose white t-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, and a light cyan denim jacket. "you look so good, kageyama!" he exclaimed, hoping it wasn't weird.
                          
"thanks," he accepted the compliment, and hesitated before speaking again. a smirk spread across his face, and with a light laugh, he said, "and you look... cute."
                          
hinata blushed and punched kageyama in the arm. "shut up! shoya picked it out!" 
                          
"ah, yes. shoya dressed up shouyou." 
                          
"yes, yes she did." he crossed his arms and marched out to the car, stealing kageyama's seat.
                          
the drive their was full of jokes, laughter, and hinata getting teased. he took it lightheartedly, and laughed with them. but he was still slightly flustered. 'kageyama called me cute...' he thought to himself, rolling and squealing on the floor in his mind. he knew he was being an idiot. kageyama was just saying that to make fun of him.
                          
right?
                          
•••
                          
"you look like a mom, hinata." 
                          
when they got to the party, instead of going for shots or beers like everyone else, he asked ryu if they had any wine. he liked the way it tasted, better than the sharper, sometimes burning taste of liquor. he now walked around the party holding a bottle of wine in his hand. he was offered a glass, but turned it down and said he'd take the whole thing.