It was a long day for Kageyama.

Practice was gruesome, Hinata was annoying, his sets were sloppy, IT WAS SO HOT.

Kageyama let out a breath when practice finally finished, at the corner of his eye — you, his girlfriend, sat on a bench next to his duffel bag. Kageyama made his way over and sat down beside you, he was more grumpier than usual, he sat down next to you and watched as you borrowed his phone as he drank from his water bottle.

He didn't know why — but Kageyama found himself snatching his phone frm you and snapped. "DON'T TOUCH MY DAMN PHONE."

His voice was raised and made his teammates, who were getting ready to leave — look over at the couple. Kageyama's expression dropped when he saw you look away and cover your face. "Hey, are you crying?" He asked more gently this time, his hand on your shoulder.

but then you swatted his hand away.

"DON'T YELL AT ME." You snapped back sharply which made the setter jump from his seat and sat up straighter, his hands now on hislap. If he could yell, you could yell louder. If he was in the wrong — you'd humble him.

Now he looks like a kicked puppy, sitting straight and listening to his girlfriend scold him.