"What part of fine is confusing to you, dumbass?" Kageyama asked. "I'm not worried about tomorrow! If you don't mess up, of course we'll win."

His face only got hotter as Hinata leaned towards him to see what was wrong. His entire body was practically radiating heat, and, yeah, his palms were sweaty too, heartbeat a mess in his chest. Like his skin had somehow tightened over his body too tight. His pulse thrummed quickly against his temples and wrists.

God, Hinata's mouth was pretty...