part of a ‘designer!kageyama and unwilling/accidental model hinata’ au that i wrote a long time ago but forgot about
They’re at a cafe. Hinata is stressed out.
Kageyama looks like he’s regretting all of his decisions. They both low key
want to cry.
“Those-” Hinata pauses to compose himself,
pointing at one of the many designs that Kageyama sketched up. The sketches
themselves are beautiful and professional- sharp lines and bright colors but
there’s something wrong with it- “Those are booty shorts.” Hinata
finishes, looking defeated.
“Those are cropped shorts-”
“Booty shorts.” Hinata emphasizes. Cropped Shorts. He can’t believe that
Kageyama just called them cropped shorts- shorts are already cropped, you
can’t crop something already cropped. They’re booty shorts and they’re even
coupled with thigh highs and lace garters and Hinata wants to cry. “Is that-
is that what I’m supposed to wear?” He asks with a small voice, trying to keep
the judgement out of his tone because he’s in no place to kink shame-
Kageyama is pinching the bridge of his nose
and looks both pissed and defeated. “These designs were originally for a female
model but she ended her contract with the company.”
“And I’m…” Hinata trails off. Please don’t
“Her replacement. You’re the same size.”
Kageyama says it.
Hinata is crying. There are tears streaming
down his face because he’s not even going to say no. He needs the money. Who
cares if he has to wear thigh highs?