Title: Lost Ship/Character: Hinata & Kenma Fandom: Haikyuu Major Tags: None Other Tags: missed train Word Count: 802 Remix Permission:See Permissions Sheet
I’m not sure what you were looking for, but I hope this works out. If I had more time I would probably have made it longer asdfghjkl
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“Crap, I’m late! It was nice meeting you!” Hinata looked at the time on his phone before shoving it into his pocket, bowing quickly and lifting his bag over his shoulder. He was on a trip with the rest of the team and they were flying back home today. The problem was, Hinata had gotten himself lost. They had a meeting deadline at the train station, which wasn’t too far away, but as the young boy had gotten himself lost, he ended up chatting to a local who helped point him in the right direction back.
As he ran, his phone vibrated in his pocket, but he ignored it. There was no way he’d make it on time if he stopped to pick it up. He made it to the station and flew down the stairs at a high space, dodging the other passengers. As he reached the platform with a heavy breath, he noticed the train moving out of the station, and saw his teammates inside, looking at him with a concerned look on their faces as they passed.
A figure appeared next to Hinata who also seemed out of breath, with his hands on his knees to keep him standing, and seemed to have missed the train too. Hinata caught a glimpse of the red tracksuit and stood up. “Kenma?!” He recognised the familiar two-coloured hair of the setter he’d met at a training camp. “Were you supposed to take that train home too?” Kenma nodded, “I was busy playing video games.” “That’s cool!” Hinata exclaimed enthusiastically, looking around the station, “But what do we do now? That was the last train.” Before Kenma had the chance to answer, his phone rang, and he took it out of his pocket to answer. “Hello? Yes… I’m fine… Shoyo is here too… he’s fine too… I know… bye.” Hinata could only make out half of the conversation Kenma was having on the phone. The blond-haired boy looked up after ending the call. “That was Kuroo,” Kenma explained, “He says we’ve to find a hotel nearby and take the first train in the morning.” Hinata nodded furiously, “Where is there a hotel?” “I don’t know,” Kenma replied, looking at his phone, “That’s why I’m trying to find one.”
A moment later, Kenma had found a hotel which was a five-minute walk from the station. The pair made their way to the place, which seemed decent and was open. They walked up to the reception where there was a lady in a suit sitting, typing fast on a keyboard as she focused on her computer. “Excuse me,” Kenma interrupted her work, “Do you have two rooms we can rent for tonight?” The lady looked up at them, “I’m sorry, we’re fully booked. We only have a single room left.” “We’ll take it!” Hinata replied eagerly, earning a look from the lady, who raised her eyebrow. “Alright, I just need one of you to fill this out,” she placed a sheet in front of them and Kenma took over, scribbling down his details on the piece of paper. Once he was done, he swapped it for a key from the lady and they headed down the hallway. “Why was she looking at us so weirdly?” Hinata asked. Kenma shrugged. He didn’t know either, but once he unlocked the door to their room, he realised why.
The room wasn’t very big, just big enough for there to be a single bed and a night stand next to it, with some space on the floor to dump a bag or two. “T-there’s only one bed?!” Hinata exclaimed as he entered after Kenma. “What do we do?” “You don’t need to be so loud,” Kenma replied. “And we sleep.” “L-let’s go and ask for another room!” “It’s the last one they have, remember? And there’s no other hotels nearby.” “Fine,” Hinata sighed, defeated, as he dumped his bag on the floor and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Let’s go to sleep,” Kenma suggested, “We need to get up early tomorrow to get the train.” “Right,” Hinata agreed, not that he had much else to do in their small hotel room.
The next day, after a long train ride home, Hinata and Kenma arrived at the station where they were picked up. “Kenma! Don’t run off again like that,” Kuroo ruffled his hair. “Sorry,” Kenma mumbled in return. Hinata didn’t catch more of their conversation before he was surrounded by the other karasuno members. “Hinata! We were worried about you,” Daichi scolded, “You should’ve answered when we called!” “Y-yeah,” Hinata replied, dejected. “Still, we’re glad to have you back safely,” he gave the first-year a smile. “You’ve missed morning practice, so you’ll have to make it up in afternoon practice.” “R-right!” Hinata replied, standing up straight.
Fill: Team 29 balls to the face, G
Ship/Character: Hinata & Kenma
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: missed train
Word Count: 802
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
I’m not sure what you were looking for, but I hope this works out. If I had more time I would probably have made it longer asdfghjkl
***
“Crap, I’m late! It was nice meeting you!” Hinata looked at the time on his phone before shoving it into his pocket, bowing quickly and lifting his bag over his shoulder. He was on a trip with the rest of the team and they were flying back home today. The problem was, Hinata had gotten himself lost. They had a meeting deadline at the train station, which wasn’t too far away, but as the young boy had gotten himself lost, he ended up chatting to a local who helped point him in the right direction back.
As he ran, his phone vibrated in his pocket, but he ignored it. There was no way he’d make it on time if he stopped to pick it up. He made it to the station and flew down the stairs at a high space, dodging the other passengers. As he reached the platform with a heavy breath, he noticed the train moving out of the station, and saw his teammates inside, looking at him with a concerned look on their faces as they passed.
A figure appeared next to Hinata who also seemed out of breath, with his hands on his knees to keep him standing, and seemed to have missed the train too. Hinata caught a glimpse of the red tracksuit and stood up.
“Kenma?!” He recognised the familiar two-coloured hair of the setter he’d met at a training camp. “Were you supposed to take that train home too?”
Kenma nodded, “I was busy playing video games.”
“That’s cool!” Hinata exclaimed enthusiastically, looking around the station, “But what do we do now? That was the last train.”
Before Kenma had the chance to answer, his phone rang, and he took it out of his pocket to answer.
“Hello? Yes… I’m fine… Shoyo is here too… he’s fine too… I know… bye.”
Hinata could only make out half of the conversation Kenma was having on the phone. The blond-haired boy looked up after ending the call.
“That was Kuroo,” Kenma explained, “He says we’ve to find a hotel nearby and take the first train in the morning.”
Hinata nodded furiously, “Where is there a hotel?”
“I don’t know,” Kenma replied, looking at his phone, “That’s why I’m trying to find one.”
A moment later, Kenma had found a hotel which was a five-minute walk from the station. The pair made their way to the place, which seemed decent and was open. They walked up to the reception where there was a lady in a suit sitting, typing fast on a keyboard as she focused on her computer.
“Excuse me,” Kenma interrupted her work, “Do you have two rooms we can rent for tonight?”
The lady looked up at them, “I’m sorry, we’re fully booked. We only have a single room left.”
“We’ll take it!” Hinata replied eagerly, earning a look from the lady, who raised her eyebrow.
“Alright, I just need one of you to fill this out,” she placed a sheet in front of them and Kenma took over, scribbling down his details on the piece of paper. Once he was done, he swapped it for a key from the lady and they headed down the hallway.
“Why was she looking at us so weirdly?” Hinata asked.
Kenma shrugged. He didn’t know either, but once he unlocked the door to their room, he realised why.
The room wasn’t very big, just big enough for there to be a single bed and a night stand next to it, with some space on the floor to dump a bag or two.
“T-there’s only one bed?!” Hinata exclaimed as he entered after Kenma. “What do we do?”
“You don’t need to be so loud,” Kenma replied. “And we sleep.”
“L-let’s go and ask for another room!”
“It’s the last one they have, remember? And there’s no other hotels nearby.”
“Fine,” Hinata sighed, defeated, as he dumped his bag on the floor and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Let’s go to sleep,” Kenma suggested, “We need to get up early tomorrow to get the train.”
“Right,” Hinata agreed, not that he had much else to do in their small hotel room.
The next day, after a long train ride home, Hinata and Kenma arrived at the station where they were picked up.
“Kenma! Don’t run off again like that,” Kuroo ruffled his hair.
“Sorry,” Kenma mumbled in return.
Hinata didn’t catch more of their conversation before he was surrounded by the other karasuno members.
“Hinata! We were worried about you,” Daichi scolded, “You should’ve answered when we called!”
“Y-yeah,” Hinata replied, dejected.
“Still, we’re glad to have you back safely,” he gave the first-year a smile. “You’ve missed morning practice, so you’ll have to make it up in afternoon practice.”
“R-right!” Hinata replied, standing up straight.