Well, breakfast was still a few hours away, and Oikawa knew the other man was going to come after his wallet. Why did everyone go after his wallet? It wasn't like he was rolling in it!

"Sure. It's not like he's here," Oikawa shrugged, hand on the redhead's ass, squeezing it. "And it's not like we're dating. We're on different continents, and I haven't spoken to him in years."

His fingers travel down the cleft of Hinata's ass, teasing his hole, which could probably use some more lube. "Did you ever fuck him?"

(Kageyama always wanted him to top, and his dick was smaller than Hinata's, which didn't really take away from his ability to top, but he figured Kageyama would only want to bottom.)