Orange Peel Theory - Ukai Keishin x Reader
"Would you peel an orange for me?" You ask, phone crammed between your head and shoulders.
"Hah?" Keishin asks, turning down the car radio to hear you better.
"Would you peel an orange for me? I kinda want one."
"Babe, you're allergic."
You grimace. Right. Fuck.
"You wanna try something orange-flavored?" He asks, voice turning softer. "I think we have something in the story that has no actual orange in it. It tastes pretty decent."
"Nah, it's okay."
"You sure? I'll get it for you after training. Can it wait that long?"
"Yes," you laugh softly, deciding to come clean, "It's not... It's not really about the orange, baby, it's more about the peeling."
Keishin's silent for a second. Then "Hah?"
You laugh, louder this time.
"It's a TikTok Trend. Apparently, if your boyfriend peels an orange for you when you ask it means he loves you."
"Oh," he chuckles low in his throat, a sound that vibrates up and down your spine even at this distance, "You could have just said that. I love you. Of course, I'd peel an orange for you."
"Aw," you start before he cuts in. "Because you don't know how."
"Excuse me?! I do know how to peel an orange."
"Nuh-uh. I saw you cut apples. I don't trust you with oranges."
"Meanie."
"Dork."
"Love you," you add, "When are you home?"
"Aiming for seven. Do you want me to pick something up from the store?"
"Yeah, I'm craving chocolate. The weird one."
"Oh," he laughs knowingly, "It's that time already? I'll bring some Pads too. Just to be safe."
"I have enough at home."
"No, you don't, you're running low. I checked."
Warmth surges through you like a tidal wave. You have to blink a stray tear away. Keishin might not peel an orange for you, but there's no doubt he loves you.
"Hey, I'll call you when I get out, okay? The pack's already here."
"HI MISS UKAI!" You can hear some of them scream in the background, no doubt Nishinoya and Hinata. There's the telltale timbre of Daichi's voice, yelling at them to keep quiet, and the soft murmur of all the others conversing.
"Tell them I'll bake a cake this weekend if they behave."
"No," Keishin chuckles, "I'm not going to threaten them with torture."
"Keishin," you gasp, "My cake is delicious!" But you're laughing even as you say it.
"Love you," he chuckles, "See you later."
"Love you more."
My Kofi if you want to tip me
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"Tell Me Why I Married You Again?"
Content: Half of the school ships the teacher and the coach, not knowing they're married
Tags: use of "ma'am/mrs." to the reader, fluff, bickering, old married couple vibes
Word Count: 848
The sound of fists smacking hard against the ball and the high-pitched squeak of the boys’ sneakers can be heard even before you could enter the gym. It’s 3 pm and, as usual, there was an ongoing session of volleyball training. Interhigh Preliminaries are near but that doesn’t mean you’re going to let this slide.
Pushing open the sliding doors, the warm air of, well, sweat filled the enclosure. One of the reasons you don’t like going here.
“Hinata, nice spike! Keep it up!” Ukai’s loud, booming voice echoed throughout the gym. As expected, he didn’t really notice your presence, despite standing near the doorway. God, he is such an idiot sometimes.
“Hey, Keishin.” Your voice, low yet firm, seemed to catch the attention of everyone. Not exactly how you wanted this to happen.
Ukai seemed startled at your presence, his eyes widening and his mouth agape “Hey! Uh, (Y/N)? What are you doing here?”
With your hands on your hips, he knew exactly why you’re here. He just didn’t want to make a fool of himself.
You could already see the shit-eating grins on some of the boys’ faces, specifically Tanaka and Noya’s. You rolled your eyes and stepped forward “Where are the jerseys? The principal has been grilling my ass over this for two days now.” You told him, a gaze that only an annoyed wife would give plastered on your face.
Last weekend, there was an emergency. Apparently, during one of their out-of-school jogs around the area, Hinata and Kageyama, expectedly, fell into one of the mud pits. This leads to Ukai having to take two of the spare school uniforms in your classroom, which you let him. What you didn’t know was the fact the principal was keeping tabs over these.
He crossed his arms over your chest, looking off to the side as he tried to explain, tumbling over some of the words “W-Well, you know I didn’t really had time to…wash it yet…with the store and the training and all…” His words sheepishly drawled across his lips.
You raised an eyebrow “Why did I know you would do that?”
“Oh, come on! I-I’ll wash it tomorrow, I promise! I’d even give it to the principal himself if you’re too busy!” He exclaims, rubbing the back of his head as he looks at you with a pleading look.
By this point, the boys are already snickering behind their back. Probably finding more ways to tease the both of you.
“Do you really think I’m stupid, Keishin?” You scoffed “I’m letting you do whatever so you better keep your word, you hear?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Noya suddenly perked up from his place “Why don’t we just wash it for you, Coach? You should focus on taking Mrs. (Y/N) out for dinner tonight. She seems pretty pissed.”
Daichi smacked the back of his head as soon as his words left his mouth. But the others couldn’t help but chuckle. It’s a bit of an inside joke to the students to ship the both of you together.
Ukai clicked his tongue at their antics “Hey, Noya, if you don’t zip your-”
“We were actually going to check out that new ramen place by the corner.” You quickly cut him off, leading to a lot of cheers and jeering among the gym.
Lots of “See? I told you they were dating!”, “Wait til everybody hears about this!”, and “I knew that the first time I saw Coach bring Mrs. (Y/N) a cup of coffee!”
Keishin had the brightest red on his cheeks, pinching the bridge of his nose. With all the (silly) bickering you do with your husband, it doesn’t hurt to tease him from time to time.
You turned back to the boys and furrowed your eyebrows “What do you mean dating? Didn’t you already know?”
A chorus of “Huh?” erupted from the team
You grabbed Keishin’s hand and held out the glinting wedding ring on his finger before putting up your hand in comparison “We’re married. For 3 years now. Ever wonder why we bicker so much?”
Needless to say word got out very, very quickly. And a string of new jokes by the Karasuno Volleyball Team were continuously thrown at Ukai every day.
“You made my life miserable.” He groaned, resting his head on your shoulder while you were on the couch, grading some of your students’ assignments “You should pay for that.”
“Don’t act like you don’t like it.”
“I don’t!”
You smirked to yourself, letting out a small chuckle. You ran your free hand over his hair, giving it a gentle massage “Alright, I’ll take it back. We’re divorced now, then?”
“No, God!” He’d shout, his head shooting up from your words as his eyebrows scrunched up together “You’re an asshole sometimes, you know that?”
You let out a low hum of amusement, turning to him with hearts in your eyes. “Sometimes, I wonder why I even let you put a ring on me.”
Ukai couldn’t understand how he can love someone more than he already does. He guesses you’re a living example of that.
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