How did you two end up in such a compromising position?

Kageyama never expected his usual quiet evening to escalate like this. After finishing club activities, you’d walk home together and have dinner at his place. You had grown close to his family, with Miwa bonding over makeup and his parents enjoyed your chatty nature, always eager to hear about the day’s happenings. All in all, it was a peaceful, familiar dynamic that Kageyama cherished.

But tonight? Tonight felt different.

You were lounging on his bed, scrolling through his phone out of boredom as Kageyama changed his shirt. Then, a notification from a girl you disliked caught your eye. She had been texting him about homework every day for the past week, and it bugged you more than it should. You weren’t sure why it upset you, but you couldn’t help it. You opened their conversation, scanning through their messages. There was nothing particularly wrong, but the fact that she kept texting him didn’t sit right with you.

Kageyama, noticing the change in your demeanor walked over before getting the chance to wear his shirt, concerned. “What’s wrong?” he asked. Before he could understand, you burst into questions, your jealousy taking over. “Why is she always texting you? Why can’t she ask someone else?”

Kageyama, slightly confused, tried to explain, but you were sitting up to leave. In one fluid motion, he crawled over you, his body pinning you back onto the bed as he hovered above you. His hands went to your shoulders, pressing down gently but firmly to stop you from leaving. “Wait,” he said, his voice lower now, edged with an authority you weren’t used to hearing.

You tried to squirm, feeling the heat of your frustration intensify with his closeness. “Kageyama, let me go,” you huffed, reaching up to tug at his hair. You didn’t pull hard enough to hurt him, but the movement was enough to show that you wanted to break free from this situation. But Kageyama, never one to back down easily, held firm, refusing to let you slip away from him.