𝙏 𝙃 𝙀  𝙁 𝙊 𝙐 𝙍 𝙏 𝙃  𝙀 𝙉 𝙑 𝙀 𝙇 𝙊 𝙋 𝙀 ,

" 𝘵 𝘰 𝘶 𝘤 𝘩 𝘦 𝘴 ,  𝘤 𝘶 𝘥 𝘥 𝘭 𝘦 𝘴 . . ."

𝘴 𝘦 𝘤 𝘰 𝘯 𝘥 - 𝘱 𝘦 𝘳 𝘴 𝘰 𝘯  𝘱 𝘰 𝘪 𝘯 𝘵  𝘰 𝘧  𝘷 𝘪 𝘦 𝘸 ,

It was really funny how nervous you got when I tried to cuddle you for the first time. I knew you weren't used to anything like this, but you were so cute.

The ball had been gently tossed into the air by the boy laying on his bed. Kageyama had been casually practicing his sets, his back had been pressed against the mattress and arms extended upwards. You had been across the room finishing your homework. You had looked at your boyfriend's focused expression. You had suddenly been overwhelmed with the urge to hold him tightly. You had carefully crawled onto his bed.

I'll admit, I was nervous too, but not as nervous as you. I wanted to start being close in that way, regardless, it was a little nerve-wracking. You were warm though!

He had nearly jumped out of his skin when you had tucked your arms around Kageyama's torso. He hadn't been able to catch the ball coming down and it had smacked him in the face. You had chuckled and hugged him tighter. Kageyama had let the ball tumble to the floor, but when his hands had been free, he had no idea what to do with them.

Your head had rested against his chest, listening to his somewhat erratic heartbeat. His body had gone stiff, tense from head to toe. You had caught on to Kageyama's cluelessness pretty quick. You had taken his hands in yours and placed them onto your back and waist. It had taken several minutes for the setter to finally feel comfortable. He had begun to draw small circles on your back.

You had told me I was your first girlfriend, but this just proved it. You didn't know what you were doing, but look at the cuddle monster you are now! You seemed so embarrassed the first time you put your arm around me.

"Kags, you seem embarrassed," You had commented. Kageyama had only held your hand tighter, keeping his eyes locked to the sidewalk.

"I'm not embarrassed!" Kageyama had defended himself loudly, a blush creeping onto his face.

"You don't have to hold my hand if it makes you uncomfortable," You had told him comfortingly. You had let go of his hand. You had figured Kageyama would be wary of public displays of affection. You would never have wanted to make your boyfriend uncomfortable. You knew he would never want to do the same.

"You think I'm embarrassed to touch you?" Kageyama had raised his voice slightly, having gotten defensive. "Well, I'm not!" Kageyama had suddenly reached out and grabbed onto your waist. He had pulled you closer. A smile had made its way onto your face. The whole walk home, you hadn't noticed a single person outside walking aside from you and Kageyama. Yet, he had been so quick to prove how un-embarrassed he had been.

You make me really happy, happier than I thought any boy ever could. I knew that back then and I know it now. Even if you still don't really know how to be the boyfriend in all the rom-com movies, I still love you.

Reading about the first time you were that close made Tobio miss it. He liked being able to hold you in his arms. Tobio loved being able to play with your hair and draw patterns on your skin. Tobio wasn't used to such intimacy and affection, but he cherished it.

Reading the letters you wrote was like getting to read exactly what was on your heart. Tobio liked it when you told him how you were feeling; it made him feel in touch with you. Sometimes he struggled to read people. You have only been gone for four days, but now it felt like so much longer. Tobio really missed you.

𝙏 𝙊   𝘽 𝙀  𝘾 𝙊 𝙉 𝙏 𝙄 𝙉 𝙐 𝙀 𝘿 . . .