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adiraargent · 4 months

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I’m so in love with your Daiki fic!!! Can I hope to wait for Akaashi’s one?

Cute things Seijuro Akashi does to show you he loves you

Thank you so much for the request :P hope you like it warnings: fluff wc: 1.1k

The sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room as Seijuro found you reading on the couch. You were on your back, head against the side of the couch with your book on your chest. He approached quietly, his presence commanding yet calming, and settled beside you, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"May I?" he asked softly, gesturing to the spot in your lap.

You nodded, a small smile gracing your lips as you lifted the book up a bit and allowed him to lay his head in your lap. "Of course Sei." You grinned down at him, his pretty pink eyes glinting from the reflection of the sun that spewed through the curtains.

Seijuro grabbed his book off the coffee table and then leaned closer to you. You could feel the warmth radiating from him, his proximity comforting in its own way. You both sat in silence, lost in your respective books, yet sharing the space effortlessly, your hand in his hair, softly scratching his scalp only occasionally pulling away to turn the page.

He had one hand holding his book and the other on your thigh, tracing small patters, occasionally turning his head to place a chaste kiss to your stomach, "love you pretty."

"Love you too Sei," you smiled fondly but then laughed softly, "Sei baby, you gotta hop up, I need to use that restroom."

"Im not moving, your lap is too comfortable," Akashi says, putting his book down and rolling onto your stomach, moving up a little so he was now lying on your chest, burying his head into your neck.

It was moments like these, the simple act of being together in the same space, that made you feel truly comfortable around him. There was a sense of ease in your presence with each other, even in your pajamas, engrossed in your own activities.

Seijuro's hand brushed against yours unexpectedly, his fingers interlacing with yours. It was a subtle gesture, yet it spoke volumes about his feelings, his touch conveying a sense of connection and intimacy.

As the day progressed, you found yourself preparing lunch in the kitchen, the savory aroma wafting through the air. Seijuro entered quietly, his steps graceful yet purposeful, and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Need any help?" he inquired softly, his voice velvety smooth against your ear.

You smiled at his offer, feeling a surge of affection. "I'm fine, thank you," you replied, leaning back into his embrace, savoring the warmth of his touch.

His protectiveness often shone through, even in the simplest of actions. Walking down a crowded street, Seijuro would instinctively switch positions with you, guiding you to the safer side, his actions a silent vow to protect you.

Some mornings, when Seijuro had a rare day off and you had to rush to work, he'd be playfully clingy, stealing a few extra moments to hold you closer and press a gentle kiss against your forehead.

"Remember you mentioned this," Seijuro said, presenting you with a small package, a thoughtful gesture after recalling a passing comment you made about a particular item.

His attention to detail was astounding, remembering the little things about you — your preferences, your favorite treats, and the nuances of your personality.

During his trips, Seijuro would send pictures of every place he visited, each one a silent testament to his thoughts of you. A short text would accompany each picture, a simple 'wish you could be here to see it with me.'

He loved surprising you, occasionally bringing home a small gift just to see you smile, his way of expressing affection without needing a reason.

LATE NIGHT CONVERSATIONS!!!

In the quiet moments before bedtime, you and Seijuro found yourselves engaged in deep conversations, discussing dreams, aspirations, and the little things that made your hearts flutter. His undivided attention and genuine interest in your thoughts and feelings made you feel truly understood and cherished.

Also great at looking after you when you are sick

You woke up feeling awful, the world around you spinning as you groaned, trying to sit up. The room was dimly lit, and you felt your head throbbing painfully. Despite the discomfort, you managed to reach for your phone, sending a quick text to Seijuro, informing him of your condition.

Within minutes, you heard the door open quietly, and Seijuro entered, concern etched on his face. He approached you swiftly, his steps graceful yet purposeful, his presence commanding yet comforting.

"Are you alright?" he asked softly, his voice a calming melody in the hazy fog of your mind.

You shook your head weakly, unable to form words. Seijuro's hand felt cool against your forehead as he checked your temperature, his brows furrowing in concern.

"You have a fever," he stated calmly, his voice holding a hint of worry. "I'll take care of you."

Seijuro vanished briefly, returning with a damp cloth and a glass of water. He helped you sit up, propping pillows behind you for support, and placed the cloth on your forehead, the coolness providing some relief. The water he offered was a welcome respite, soothing your dry throat.

For the rest of the day, Seijuro tended to your needs diligently. He brought you medicine, prepared a simple meal that he insisted you eat despite your diminished appetite, and made sure you stayed hydrated. His presence alone provided a sense of comfort, his unwavering care evident in every action.

He sat by your side, reading to you softly, his soothing voice lulling you into a peaceful slumber. Throughout the day, Seijuro checked on you regularly, adjusting the blankets, offering encouraging words, and providing comfort in the form of his reassuring presence.

In between naps and bouts of weakness, you'd find Seijuro sitting at the edge of the bed, a concerned expression on his face, occasionally brushing a strand of hair from your forehead with a gentle touch.

As the evening descended, he prepared a warm bath for you, easing some of the discomfort. Seijuro made sure you were settled back in bed, placing a hand on your forehead once more, feeling your temperature slowly subside.

"Rest now," he murmured, his tone soothing and comforting. "I'll be here."

Seijuro stayed by your side throughout the night, occasionally waking you to ensure you were hydrated or taking your temperature. His unwavering care and attentive demeanor made you feel cherished and protected, despite the illness.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, you woke feeling considerably better. Seijuro was already up, preparing breakfast with the same composed demeanor, yet the glint of relief in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Feeling better?" he asked, turning to face you with a small smile.

You nodded, managing a weak smile in return. "Thanks to you."

Seijuro's care during your illness had been a testament to his unwavering dedication and affection, his quiet acts of kindness leaving a lasting impression on your heart.

Hope you liked it :)

Written by: adiraargent Requests are open! Please do not steal or post anywhere else :P

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warabidakihime · 1 year

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Between Buzzer Beaters and Love Letters

Characters: Akashi Seijuro x Reader Synopsis: Love is like a perfectly executed buzzer beater, defying the odds and capturing hearts in the most unexpected moments. It's a love letter penned with the ink of the soul, expressing emotions that words alone can't convey. Between buzzer beaters and love letters, our hearts dance to the rhythm of affection, reminding us that love is a game worth playing and a story worth writing.

A/N: believe me when i say that i daydream about this back in college lol so many reactors on youtube are watching knb, so my sparks for the show returned at full power. enjoy!

In the aftermath of Seirin's victory at the Winter Cup finals, the basketball court buzzed with electric energy. The crowd erupted into cheers, players embraced in jubilation, and the air was thick with the sweet scent of success. Amidst the celebration, you, the team manager, found yourself caught up in the euphoria, standing at the center of it all.

Kuroko and Kagami, the dynamic duo who had spearheaded Seirin's triumph, were beaming with pride and exhilaration. Their radiant smiles mirrored the joyous atmosphere, infectious and impossible to resist. You couldn't help but join in, a surge of elation filling your heart as you hugged them tightly.

"We did it! We actually did it!" you exclaimed, unable to contain your excitement. "All our hard work paid off!"

Kuroko, ever composed, nodded with a small smile. "Yes, we gave it our all, and it paid off in the end."

Kagami, his adrenaline still coursing through his veins, laughed boisterously. "Hell yeah! We're the champions!"

Amidst the cheers and laughter, the bond between the three of you grew stronger. As the victory sank in, you realized just how much this team meant to you. They were more than just teammates; they were your friends and family. Together, you had overcome countless challenges and now stood at the pinnacle of high school basketball.

The court became a stage for shared stories, memories, and dreams. The euphoria of the moment seeped into every word, every smile, and every embrace. This was a time to savor the taste of victory and to revel in the camaraderie that had brought you all together.

Little did you know, this was only the beginning of a new chapter. The Winter Cup victory had opened doors to new challenges, new adventures, and perhaps even unexpected feelings.

As the celebration roared on, your eyes were drawn to Akashi Seijuro, standing alone in the midst of the jubilant chaos. His usually confident demeanor was replaced with an unfamiliar expression of shock and disbelief. It was evident that losing was a foreign concept to him, and the weight of defeat hung heavily on his shoulders.

Excusing yourself from the group, you made your way towards Akashi, curiosity burning in your chest. Kagami and Kuroko exchanged puzzled glances, unable to comprehend your sudden interest in someone you had previously shown distaste for. Kuroko, however, sensing the hidden emotions within you, offered a nod of encouragement, silently conveying his support.

Approaching Akashi, you could see the surprise flicker in his eyes as he noticed your presence. He seemed taken aback by your approach, not expecting anyone to reach out to him in this vulnerable moment.

"Congratulations on a well-fought match, Akashi," you said, offering a gentle smile.

Akashi's eyes met yours, searching for any hint of mockery or ill intent. Instead, he found sincerity and understanding, something he didn't anticipate. "Thank you," he replied, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and resignation.

"I know this might be hard for you," you continued, your voice filled with empathy. "You've always been accustomed to winning. But it's in these moments of defeat that we grow the most."

Akashi's guard slowly lowered, realizing that you were not there to belittle him but rather to offer solace. "It's a bitter pill to swallow," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

You nodded in understanding. "Sometimes, the greatest lessons come from our losses. It's an opportunity to reflect, to reassess our strengths and weaknesses, and to come back even stronger."

A moment of silence enveloped the two of you as the weight of the conversation sank in. It was a rare connection, borne out of unexpected circumstances, where walls were momentarily lowered, allowing for a genuine exchange.

Akashi's voice broke the silence. "You're right. This loss... it will serve as a reminder to keep pushing forward and to strive for greatness."

A soft smile played on your lips as you gazed at him. "After watching you play today and even during this whole tournament, I have no doubt you can bounce back."

Akashi's eyes met yours, a glimmer of gratitude shining through. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

As your conversation neared its end, you couldn't help but notice Akashi's captivating presence. The way his eyes held a depth that drew you in and the subtle curve of his lips that seemed to carry untold stories. In that moment, a realization washed over you, causing a soft blush to creep onto your cheeks.

The conversation concluded with an awkward silence settling between you. On the sidelines, Kagami and Kuroko discreetly observed, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected interaction. They exchanged glances, silently speculating on the nature of your conversation with Akashi.

The rest of the Seirin basketball team watched in awe; a mixture of surprise and curiosity danced in their eyes. They had witnessed the birth of an unlikely bond between their team manager and the enigmatic captain of the Generation of Miracles, unaware of the journey that awaited them both.

As the awkward silence lingered, you mustered up the courage to look at Akashi, your heart pounding in your chest. Biting your lip nervously, you felt a mix of nervousness and eagerness. Just as Akashi was about to excuse himself, you couldn't resist but call out to him again, your voice laced with a coy and flirty tone.

"Hey, Akashi," you said, your eyes locked with his. "I don't know when you're going to visit Tokyo again, but if you happen to drop by, maybe you should let me know. We could hang out or something. If you're free, of course."

Akashi's eyes widened in surprise, caught off guard by your boldness. However, his shock gradually dissipated, and a charming aura replaced his initial bashfulness. A dashing smile adorned his face as he gladly accepted your offer.

"I would be delighted," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Perhaps you could share your number, and we can make the necessary arrangements."

Your heart skipped a beat as Akashi asked for your number. With a shy smile, you exchanged contact information, the anticipation growing between you.

"I must admit," Akashi began, a playful glint in his eyes, "losing the game was a disappointment. However, stumbling upon someone as captivating as you, y/n, can certainly be counted as a delightful victory in its own right."

His words were laced with a charming jest, acknowledging the irony of the situation. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a subtle invitation to partake in the playful banter.

The comment caught you off guard, and a hint of blush painted your cheeks. His flirtatious demeanor was as unexpected as it was enchanting. Unable to resist the opportunity for a quick retort, you playfully responded, "Remember to thank your gods then."

With a gentle smile, Akashi's gaze met yours, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. The unspoken understanding between you deepened, as if hinting at a future where the boundaries of competition and camaraderie blurred. The unexpected turn of events had created a unique connection, and the prospect of getting to know Akashi on a deeper level thrilled you.

After a few more exchanges of words, the conversation began to naturally wind down. Akashi excused himself, his attention being required by his coach. With a polite smile, he bids you farewell, leaving you momentarily stunned by the encounter.

As he walked away, his back straight and confident, you couldn't help but watch him with a mix of fascination and curiosity. The brief exchange had left an indelible mark, and you couldn't help but wonder what the future held for the two of you.

With a lingering smile on your face, you rejoined your friends, who were eagerly awaiting your return. Their eyes were wide with surprise, and their expressions were a mixture of shock, amusement, and curiosity. The moment they had witnessed between you and Akashi Seijuro had left quite an impression.

Kuroko, ever the calm and observant one, simply offered a small smile, his eyes twinkling with silent approval. "I didn't expect that, but it seems like you two had an interesting conversation," he commented softly.

Kagami, on the other hand, couldn't hide his astonishment. His jaw dropped, and he stared at you with a mix of disbelief and a touch of jealousy. "What the... Really, y/n? Akashi? When did this happen?" he blurted out, unable to contain his reaction.

Hyuga, the captain of the team, chuckled heartily, clapping you on the back. "Well, I'll be damned, y/n. I didn't know you had it in you to approach Akashi like that. I almost feel guilty for defeating your boyfriend."

Izuki, always one for wordplay, grinned mischievously. "Looks like you're taking 'shoot your shot' quite literally, y/n. I can't help but be impressed."

Kyoshi, the team's supportive and gentle player, chimed in with a warm smile. "That was brave of you, y/n."

As you were engrossed in the lively conversation with your teammates, you felt a gaze fixed on you. Instinctively, you turned your head, locking eyes with Akashi. His intense gaze met yours, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, the Seirin team exploded in a chorus of exaggerated reactions. Some whistled playfully, while others nudged each other with raised eyebrows and knowing grins. Kagami, in particular, seemed ready to explode with a mix of disbelief and astonishment. You can even hear him mumble things like, "I didn't know you had a thing for psychopaths."

Riko finally chimed in amidst the commotion. "Alright, alright, settle down! Stop teasing y/n! We have to prepare for the award ceremony."

Amidst the playful banter and cheers from your teammates, you couldn't help but feel a surge of exhilaration. It was as if a new chapter had unfolded before your eyes, filled with possibilities and unspoken promises.

With a final glance back at your boisterous friends, you turned your attention fully to Akashi. And as you exchanged smiles, a mix of excitement and anticipation coursed through your veins.

The story between you and Akashi Seijuro was only just beginning, and with each passing moment, you were ready to discover what the future held.

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huhsyg · 8 months

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hello! i love your writing!! can i request headcanons for akashi x fem!basketballplayer!reader ?

SEIJURO AKASHI X FEM!READER ‪ּ ۪ ‬ 𖥔

mismatch tinted hues. | absolute emperor behavior.

the red-haired emperor is more than willing to go against you and adore the tricks you attempt to pull on him

from the many medals he's gained from different tournaments, he'd love to decorate your walls with them

akashi is the definition of cold to everyone but sweet to you—expect for the little one-on-ones you'd play with him

whenever your practice lasts longer than it is usual, akashi would bring your favorite snacks to you

akashi would treasure the gifts you'd buy or make for him—that includes a pair of keychains for both of you to put on your bags

he loves to praise you when you manage to stop him in a game

late night drives after practice with akashi as you rest your head on his lap and he strokes, brushes, and untangles your hair without any noise

you'd always find your hand embraced with akashi's in crowded places

he does your hair for you on game days, and they somehow always look good???

whispers of encouragement whenever he finds you struggling with something instead of helping

the type of guy to tie your shoelaces for you

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erina-writes-headcanons · 2 years

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Akashi Seijūrō, Hanamiya Makoto, Nash Gold Jr, and Nijimura Shūzō with S/O Visiting Them and The Team Didn't Know About It.

This is the second part of the KnB Captains with S/O who are visiting them and The Team didn't know about it until they are coming to give them a visit. I hope you like it @pillow-anime-infos!

Gender: Neutral

Warning: Profanities and misogynistic/misandry slurs.

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Akashi Seijūrō

In my opinion, Rakuzan players and basketball players know that Akashi probably already have a girlfriend/boyfriend as Reo would get jealous of whoever it is since he has a crush on him.

Afterall, Akaashi is charming, charismatic, smart, good looking and gentleman so many people have a crush on him either they are female or male students.

The team are surprised that is you who are dating Akashi, especially Reo who would get jealous of you (but I believe he is respectful so he wouldn't try to steal him away from you and he doesn't want to treat you badly).

Mayuzumi might respect your space, not trying to come up to you and harass you with many questions because I believe he knows what it feels like and how uncomfortable it gets when you get surrounded or he just doesn't care about you.

He secretly feels a little bit scared and worried about you, he knows the 'Boku-shi' of Akashi aren't only intimidating and smart, Boku-shi Akashi can destroy whoever stands in his way and are very tyrannical.

But Hayama and Nebuya would not think twice before coming up to you and surrounding you before they introduced themselves and questioned your relationship with Akashi.

Unlike Moriyama, the two of them are just genuinely curious and want to be your friend. They want to know how Akashi treats you, especially Hayama.

Akashi might let you interact with them but he would be a little bit overprotective when you start feeling a little bit uncomfortable once Hayama and Nebuya getting too friendly and notices Reo's jealous glare at you.

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The regimen of Rakuzan's basketball training isn't only hard but also brutal but those are the reason why Rakuzan has won three winter cups, making the school one of the strongest kings. All of the Rakuzan basketball players in the gym were training hard for the upcoming next winter cup.

From far away, the captain of Rakuzan players could be seen as he was watching all of the team members playing styles, especially the uncrowned kings. Hayama Kotarō the small forward, Nebuya Eikichi the center, and Reo Mibuchi the shooting guard even though there is one more player with Kuroko's play style, Chihiro Mayuzumi.

After a long observation among the Rakuzan players, Akashi had an idea for the basketball training to increase all of the team member's skills so they wouldn't lose later in the tournament. Upon observing, his ears picking up sounds of footsteps getting closer and the door opening.

A tall man with black swept-back hair with a gray stripe on each side and wrinkle on the sides of his lips came up with some file papers in his arms before pulling out a whistle and blowing it out as all of the Rakuzan team members stops their practice and glancing up to pay attention to their coach.

"Everyone, I would like to have all of your attention. I have quick news for everyone to hear," Coach Shirogane spoke.

"What is it Sensei?" Akashi trudges to the old man slowly, wondering what kind of news.

"Since we are getting more players, we have more than just one manager other than Higuchi-san. The new manager has not come yet but she/he/they will come soon after their/her/his club activity. Akashi-san, I would also like you to show the new manager around" Coach Shirogane asked a favor.

"Very well, I would show the new manager around," Akashi takes the responsibility from coach Shirogane.

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Sooner or later, another doorstep and a knock on the door could be heard and the coach of Rakuzan gently pulls the door open before moving aside to let the person gets inside. All eyes were on you, including Akashi who are quite surprised by your sudden appearance. The coach didn't tell him that the new manager he was talking about is you.

A pair of (E/C) eye colors takes a glance at everybody inside the gym before your eyes meet with Akashi's heterochromatic eyes and put a little smile as a greeting but in a subtle way, so it wouldn't catch the other player's attention and starts questioning the two of you. You prefer not getting swarmed by the Rakuzan players.

The sound of a whistle can be heard before it catches everyone's attention and you can feel yourself slightly shrinking in fear because everyone's attention is on you.

"Attention everyone. This is your new manager, their/her/his name is (Y/N) (L/N). She/he/they are going to handle the upcoming trains along with Higuchi-san as well as preparing drinks for everyone and other necessities. (L/N)-san, I would like you to introduce yourself to everyone," Coach Shirogane explained.

"Hello everyone. my name is (Y/N) (L/N) and I will be the upcoming manager of this team. I am also the first year and I'm looking to spend my time with everyone in here, please take care of me," You bow down, showing respect to everyone and being polite.

"Everyone is dismissed."

One by one all of the Rakuzan players left you alone but they stopped as you came up to Akashi with a plastic bag in your hand and gave it to your boyfriend," I made a bento for you. Don't forget to eat when you have a break," you smiled.

"Thank you for making these, (Y/N)-chan/kun," Akashi gently pat the crown of your head, surprising everyone in the team.

A chorus of 'EEEHH?!' and 'WHAT?!?!' could be heard from Hayama and Nebuya's mouths along with Reo Mibuchi and Mayuzumi's widened eyes as the two of them stared at you and Akashi with surprise.

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Hanamiya Makoto

I am going to ask you. How to be brave and daring like you? seriously. Dating Hanamiya is one thing but getting inside of SPIDER ENCLOSURE?!?! You are asking for death.

Either you can handle everyone even those who are as bad as Hanamiya or you don't know what you just got into and are surprised as hell when you see the way how the team plays against the rival.

Even though his teammates are not as bad as Hanamiya but they still can be dangerous since almost all of them aren't afraid to injure their opponent so you have to be careful.

As you visit your boyfriend Hanamiya, most of the teammates don't really react but it was either because they don't really care that you just came to visit Hanamiya.

Expect Hara, the player who had a fringe that covered his whole eyes and often chewed bubblegum. Once his eyes laid on you, he was curious about your identity and your relationship with Hanamiya.

He doesn't speak too much but he would in fact act a little bit creepily but not in a perverted way. He would just come up to your face and inspect you from up to down before he teases you (either teasing about your hair, height, eye color, etc.)

Seto wouldn't come up to you and acting creepy like Hara did but when he opens his eyes (done with his slumber) and looks at you, he doesn't hesitate to look up at you up and down but unlike Hara, he's doing it in a perverted way.

As the rest of the team such as Yamazaki, Furushiro and Matsumoto wouldn't really care but they do get a little bit curious because they knew no one has the ability to handle Hanamiya's sadism and mean treatment.

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It was in the afternoon and almost all the students either went home or joined the club activity and you were preparing lots of boxes as well before inserting some foods. You didn't really want to be the manager of the basketball team but you remember clearly the words that 'he' said to you, more like a threat since he kind of an asshole and often annoys you on purpose just for shit and giggles.

Each lunch box contained Rice with Japchae on the sides but it was not only those two, there were braised beef short ribs, cut fruits, and a small bar of chocolate. It wasn't really fancy food but it was better than nothing as well as adding more chocolate for your boyfriend since he is a dark chocolate lover.

After trying the plastic bag with the drink, you look at the clock on the wall and your eyes widened before grabbing all of the tied plastic bags, backpack, and a note before rushing out from your house and going back to school by a bicycle since it's faster rather than walking by feet where it takes twenty minutes whereas cycling only needs ten minutes.

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You finally arrive in front of the building before parking out your bicycle and taking all of the plastic bags carefully from the basket without dropping all of them, 'You better not get pissed off and get all cranky or I will throw these lunches at your face' (Y/N) silently cursing at their/her/his boyfriend.

Since both of your hands were occupied by the plastic bags and the backpack, the door of the gym was slammed open by the force of your feet by kicking it open. The sound of the door slamming open catches the attention of all players in Kirisaki Daiichi, including your jerk boyfriend.

He has a pale ivory skintone, shoulder-length dead black hair that was parted with some locks, and greyish brown eyes and he is the captain of Kirisaki Daiichi. His eyes laid on you and his frown was replaced with a smile but it wasn't a genuine smile but rather his teasing and arrogant grin that he shows around his rival.

"Hey baby, why are you here~" he innocently asks, acting as if he didn't pull the yesterday stunt.

"DON'T HEY BABE ME, CATERPILLAR EYEBROWS! YOU LITERALLY FORCED ME TO BE THE BASKETBALL TEAM MANAGER AND TOLD ME TO MAKE BENTO FOR EVERYONE!" You shouted.

"I did? Oh, I didn't know that? What proof do you have that I forced you to be the team's manager?" He continues teasing you and acting coy.

Snarling at his stupid and annoying antics, you finally use the last enforcement to shut Hanamiya up "Continue teasing me and I will remove the chocolate bar in your lunch box. Also, I won't give you the drink that you forgot at your home and I will throw the towel away," you threatened the captain of Kirisaki Daiichi.

The threat not only made Hanamiya smirk replaced with an annoyed frown but also made everyone freeze in fear except the player who keeps popping the bubblegum and chewing it before he spits it out on a piece of paper and threw it to the nearest bin. "Fine, but you would regret it after threatening me. Now I need you to introduce yourself to everyone in here or else," he said.

"...The name's (Y/N) (L/N) and I will be your manager. I am also Hanamiya's girlfriend/boyfriend," Your eyes met with the rest players, not really scared of them even though they are notorious players for harming their rivals.

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Nash Gold Jr.

If Kirisaki Daiichi is a Spider enclosure, JABBERWOCKY IN FACT A WOLF DEN. I'M ASKING HOW ARE YOU NOT SCARED OF THE PLAYERS OF JABBERWOCKY.

Don't take them lightly, ever. Even though Nash Gold is your boyfriend and he could protect you from the other players, the team can be very brutal.

If you have read the Manga (or seen the Jabberwocky episode page) or seen the scene Nash kicked Kuroko, almost all of the Jabberwocky players are not afraid to harass women (sexually) and men (physically).

Even though Nash is an asshole, you need to be always around him when you are with the team and don't go alone (If you are a woman because in the manga Silver was forcing himself on the woman) or just stay away from them (if you are a male because they won't interact with you).

The team might be all curious when they saw you for the first time and they may act like all buddies to each other but I believe they don't enjoy is someone tries to get inside of their circle and befriend all of them so please stay away from them.

Let Nash introduce you and makes you get closer to the team because I believe all of his teammates only listen to him and no one else.

Silver might be trying to get close to you if you are a woman or good looking but believe me. He is only trying to get inside your pants and screw you so make some space.

The team might too but it's not as obvious as Silver because The team is scared of Nash more than Silver. Yes, Silver is scared of Nash but I believe Silver is Closer to Nash so there are lots of times Jason Silver did act like an Asshole to Nash Gold and Nash let him be since they both are close.

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A pair of (E/C) eye color staring back at you with a frown etched on their face instead of a beautiful smile. The person in the reflection of the mirror is wearing a nice golden sequin mini dress or a red leather zipper jacket with a white t-shirt underneath it and a pair of ripped jeans.

Even though the clothes that they wore were really nice, (Y/N) (L/N) wasn't happy at all. Instead, they/he/she was scared to meet his boyfriend's teammates. You watched their play with the team of Strsky in Japan and the way they teased the rival of the team wasn't only mean but it was just so disgusting and low.

"(Y/N)!! HURRY UP! ARE YOU DONE CHANGING?!" The golden blonde basketball player yells from outside of the house.

"COMING!!!" You called back, quickly taking the small handbag on the table and getting outside of the house before going inside his car and going to the club together. Nash wanted you to meet everyone on his team while you don't want to meet them all. Their play reminded you that all of them aren't really nice people to hang around with.

You know you're not suppose judging people from the cover and you have done bad things in your life but you never go as far as hurting other people out of arrogance and just for fun. You could be violent at times but it's just to defend yourself from some assholes that try to harm you and your friends.

The car arrives near the club and there is loud music from inside the building. There are sounds of people laughing from inside and chatting, 'Okay...this might be not really bad...I hope' you silently pray and open the car door before stepping outside of the car and slamming the door of the car close. Preparing your mentality by taking a deep breath and walking beside Nash.

Nash pushes the door away, letting you get inside first and this sweet yet small action from him makes you couldn't help but smile a little bit, "Thanks babe" you gently peck his cheeks.

"No problem babe. Now let's sit on the seat that I already booked," he gently places his hands around your waist before he drags you to the VIP lounge of the club on the rooftop. You were surprised that Nash can book a VIP seat since it's usually expensive.

Once you were dragged to the VIP lounge of the club, the glass door was pushed away and showed all of the Jabberwocky players and you recognize all of them. They were laughing with each other and it seems like they were just bunch of teenagers but you knew better that these guys can be dangerous.

The tallest player in Jabberwocky with piercings on his ears and lower lip, silver hair, and dark skin notices you standing next to Nash Gold and the corner of his lips tugged upwards in a condescending grin just like the way when he was making fun of Vorpal Sword team and your gut feeling telling you that he is going to make fun of you.

"YO NASH! WHO'S NEXT TO YOU? IS THAT YOUR WHORE/GIGOLO!?!?" Silver shouted, earning laughter from the team but it immediately stopped when they see the cold glare from Nash's eyes.

"Don't call my girlfriend/boyfriend by those disgusting names, Silver...remember what happened that night...." Even though Nash spoke it in a calm tone, you knew Nash is pissed off and he never bluffs when he makes a threat. When those words are spoken out, Silver immediately shut his mouth.

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Nijimura Shūzō

Nijimura is the Captain of Teiko School and Generation miracles too where they were still in the first years. Because of this, many people respect him a lot.

As Nijimura's S/O, you catch lots of eyes looking and staring at you with curiosity and awe. Girls are jealous of you and Guys jealous because their captain had someone dating him whereas they are still single.

Even though many team members respect you and Nijimura. There is one person who harasses you sometimes and stops when Nijimura is around since Nijimura can kick his ass.

If you guess it was Haizaki, you are one million percent correct about that one. If you are female or nonbinary but with feminine traits, Haizaki would nonstop touching you and flirt with you.

If you are he/him or nonbinary with masculine traits. He would force you to give him your lunch money and if you didn't give it to him, he would most likely beat you up.

Of course, Nijimura would protect you away from Haizaki and sometimes he even would ask GOM or his friends to look out for you and immediately tell him if Haizaki trying to approach you.

Everyone on the team except Haizaki is surprisingly friendly around you, especially Momoi who would be happy to be your friend and tries to drag you out to hang out with you along with Aomine too.

Don't forget Kuroko too. He might be shy the first time when he was interacting with you but he was really nice because I can see he would also love to hang out with you (and yes Nijimura would trust you more with Kuroko and Momoi).

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The school was hectic, especially club activity where lots of first strings of Basketball players are training for the upcoming basketball tournament. Everyone was sweating, including the captain of First Strings, he has short black hair with his bangs parted to the left and a pair of light grey eyes, Nijimura Shūzō.

"SCREEN YOUR OPPONENTS AND DON'T LET THE RIVAL GET AWAY!" He commanded the team members, teaching some players how to do the screening along with the Generation of Miracles as his hands takes one of the balls and passed it to the other players.

The team follows their captain instruction where the seniors are trying to do the screening their junior although they had a difficulty since the Generation of Miracles are far stronger than the others and it causes the other team getting tired easily, including Nijimura who also gotten tired from all of the practice that they held for along time ago.

Seeing this, Momoi had an idea before she rushes outside of the gym to search for a certain someone with (H/C) Hair color, (E/C) eye color, and (S/C) skin color to help her with taking care of all the basketball teams. The girl saw (Y/N) from far away and she runs up to her (Y/N)-chan/-kun!! I need your help with something!!" She said.

"Oh hey, Momoi-san. What do you need help with?" You ask the pink-haired basketball manager.

"It's the team member. Could you help me go to the cafeteria and bring all of the water bottles?"

"..Sure, I'll help you" You walked alongside the pink-haired manager.

As the two of you arrive inside the cafeteria, the old lady kindly gave all of the team drinking water before she carefully hands the plastic bags to you and Momoi "Don't push yourself too hard Momoi-san and (L/N)-san. Also, please leave a message for the coach and the captain that I say Hi." The old woman smiles kindly.

"We will! Thank you so much Mrs. Yuiga-san," Momoi bowed down to the elderly woman as well as you too.

The two of you quickly hurried together to the gym together with you running along on her sides as long as you carefully held the plastic without dropping any drinks inside of it. Arriving at the gym, Momoi pushes the door open and many eyes immediately catch a new figure that they have never seen before.

Nijimura saw you from far away and his frown was gone. Instead, it was replaced with a little smile and his hands waved at you, making the other team members look at him with confusion as if he knows the stranger.

You couldn't help and smile before you place the plastic away before you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around him and feeling the warm sensation around your waist. Nijimura hugs you back affectionately and forgets that there are lots of people inside the gym," Hey babe, Me and Momoi brought everyone a drink. You're on your break, right? Everyone can take one bottle."

Heating the word 'Babe' escape from your mouth, everyone's eyes widened and some of the team members were looking at you and Nijimura with a gaze that clearly shows that they were surprised that their scary captain has a sweet nice S/O.

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Akashi Seijuro x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Akashi Seijuro x Fem!Reader Warnings: my writing, tooth-rotting fluff Word count: 548 a/n: OOC Akashi I think. I am just writing this for myself but I'm just sharing it here for those who are willing to read stupid fics too. U can also request for something if you have anything on ur mind. just check the rules in my blog before requesting something. The ending is also very stupid cause i didn't know what to write. P.S.- I overdid it with the tags. ignore them... if u want to.

You were sitting on Akashi’s lap. One of his arms was wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly whilst the other handheld the book you were reading together, open. As he reached out to turn the page, your quiet voice called out.

“No, don’t turn it yet, I’m not done.”

“Well, how can I ignore your requests, fair maiden?”, your boyfriend said, before putting his hand back in its original place, around your waist.

“So cheesy, Sei. We should read something else other than medieval romance, then.”, you teased.

A warm, deep, velvety chuckle filled the room. Akashi’s hand slithers up your shirt and rests on your stomach.

“You’re right, darling. As much as I love reading, some books influence me. Nevertheless, I’m not taking back what I said before.

You giggled and turned to look at him. He set the book on the side table before turning his attention back to you.

He looks beautiful wearing his reading glasses. It was rectangular and was perched on his nose delicately. Akashi was looking at you from above his glasses. You reached your hand up, and took it off, setting it on the side table, above the book, carefully. Then, brought your face closer to his and lightly brushed your lips on his cheeks.

“You’re so pretty, you know that?”, you asked before proceeding to kiss his nose.

“Shouldn’t I say that to you, my love? You’re beautiful.” Akashi teased, pushing a strand of your hair that escaped its hair tie prison, behind your ear.

“Gorgeous” Kiss on the crown of you head.

“Attractive” Kiss on the top of your head.

“Appealing” Kiss on your forehead.

“Alluring” Kiss on the bridge of your nose.

“Bewitching” Kiss on your nose.

“irresistible” Kiss on one of your cheeks.

“heavenly” Kiss on your other cheek.

“pulchritudinous”

Akashi pressed his lips onto your, your cheeks dusted with red from what he said you were. You could feel Akashi smirking against your lips. He won the teasing game, fair and square. Just as he was pulling away, you pecked his lips slightly before pulling back yourself.

“I don’t know how you know all those words, especially the last one. I thought you were telling me that I’m like fruit punch or something. Or fruit pulp. Or studious. Does studious make sense, though? Maybe fruit juice who studies well. A smart fruit juice. A smart fruit! What’s a smart fruit, though? Maybe apples, cause they’re better than doctors.”

You boyfriend let a laugh he has been trying to hold back for so long. His beautiful laugh broke you out of your own thoughts.

“Huh? What happened, babe?”

“Nothing, darling. You were rambling.”

“Well,”, you said, smiling a little, “If it is annoying, I’ll just go.”

“No, no, love! I meant to say that its adorable.”

You laughed before wrapping your arms around his body and snuggling your face into the crook of Akashi’s neck.

“I love you.”

“I know,”, Akashi said softly, “I love you too.”

No matter what you do or where you go, Akashi Seijuro will be there with you. Like partners in crime, a prince and princess, a king and queen. You will always be the stars for his sky, the words in his story, and the music to his song.

He will be there for you, and you for him.

“Always.”

A soft whisper in your ear.

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Hello hello!! 💕 New stalker here to enjoy your KNB content! 😘

If you’re taking requests... may I have Akashi who falls for someone who is the opposite of him? Canon Akashi desires elegant classy refined… What if he falls for someone who is brash, sassy, comfort > fashion… The heart wants what is wants, we don’t always choose who we fall in love with.

heeeey 💕 omg sorry this took so long, I was going through a drought but I'm good now so I finally got to work on your request <3 I love the idea of opposite attracts so I hope you like it! I really focused on the falling part, so Akashi and ready are not yet in love but it's hinted, I hope this is ok with you 🥺

Curious Thing // Akashi Seijurō x gn! Reader

Context: when Akashi finds himself paired with someone that is his complete opposite, he's far from predicting that he'll eventually fall for them.

Warnings: fluff, college! au, slightly ooc Akashi (he gets flustered easily here), reader likes to tease him 🤭, reader refers to him as “rich boy” twice, mentions of eating and food, kinda proof-read but it’s late and my brain is dead so sorry for the mistakes :(

You still vividly remember your first encounter with Akashi Seijurō. You’ve had classes in common with him for three semesters, basically half of your degree, and it took a group assignment for him to take notice of you, raised eyebrows as he glared at you from up and down. You were too tired that day from pulling another all-nighter to react, but if you were in your usual state, you’d probably spit a nonchalant “what you looking at?”. But instead, you kept your sharp tongue for yourself, simply shooting him an unapologetically judgemental glare.

He had some balls, you thought on the moment, to look at you that way, as if you were an outrageous sight. It wasn’t like he was any better… Well, he was objectively attractive if you looked solely at his physiognomy; delicate traits, perfect skin, nice svelte built that made him look like these princes in the story your parents would read to you as a kid. But he also looked uptight, and you imagined that he had to be one of these rich kids whose entire lives were controlled by outdated norms of conduct. Maybe that’s why he’d never shown up in a t-shirt, let alone jeans, and for some reason his shoes were always squeaky clean. The whole of it was somewhat pitiful – so much perfection drew away all humanity. He was a product, the manufacture of someone else’s hands, and you couldn’t admire such thing.

The perfect cliché of a rich kid, you thought again later that day, when he showed up to your place in a fancy car for your first work session. You welcomed him in your comfiest home clothes, while he walked in carrying his jacket that probably costed more than your rent on his arm like the idea of hanging it on your coat rack would defile the piece of clothing. That was when you first gave him a taste of your legendary frankness.

“If you didn’t want to work here, you could have told me earlier, would have saved you from… this” you pointed at his frown.

“Excuse me?”

“I said what I said. I get that everything about me is far from what you’re used to but get a grip, rich boy, my polyester clothes won’t kill you.”

He stared at you in silent, visibly too stunned to utter a reply. Some part of you was intrigued – he’s known to be a great speaker, one that didn’t easily get shut down, let alone by someone like you. Yet, here he was, standing in the middle of your apartment, looking like a fish out of the water.

“You have quite a wit, don’t you?” he finally said.

To which you replied, in a smirk,

“Nice to meet ya’, Seijurō.”

And here you are, couple more work sessions down the way, still being somewhat of an intrigue to the young man. As he keeps working with you on the assignment, he keeps gathering every little piece of information you give out about yourself, his sharp mind working to put the pieces together in hopes of forming the complete profile of an individual. But to his surprise, you are way more complex than he’s anticipated. Every minute spent with you makes him uneasy as he’s unable to put you in a box. He sits back, furrowed brows as he watches you just be. The way you carry yourself, nonchalant and careless, not bothering to cover the way you feel as your bored eyes meet his. Some part of him tightens up upon meeting your gaze – it may be cold, but it is genuine, and as far as Akashi can recall, he’s never been looked at that way. He is used to people looking at him with stars in their eyes, desperately needing to please him and gain his approval.

But you? Oh, you. You clearly aren’t a people pleaser, and maybe that is what is so off-putting to him. You are nothing that he’s ever encountered before. Yet, he grows to admire you in some ways. Yeah, you may be cranky and reckless, but at least you are honest about who you are, and as unsettling as it is to him, he progressively finds himself wanting to see more of you. And more importantly, the few times you’ve been friendly to him seem to be moments that come from the heart, which doesn’t help but make him even more confused.

What the hell are you?

“You’re gonna keep staring rich boy, or you’ll finally share your part with me?”

The sounds of your voice, with this slight slur in it, takes him out of contemplation. He cleans his throat, straightening his back as you observed, amused.

“I’m sorry, I was lost in my thoughts” he replies.

You puff, hand hanging on the back of the nearby chair.

“I wouldn’t peg you as the kind to get distracted, and by me, at that?”

Your words have him blushing furiously. He hasn’t figured for a second that you might be as observant as he is; yet, here you are, knowing way too easily that you’ve been haunting his thoughts.

“I make you curious, don’t I?” you sigh.

He doesn’t reply, for he doesn’t know what to say. You keep startling him, revealing the unexpected every single time as he remains speechless. You lean towards him, your pen twirling in your fingers expertly. From the way he moves back the slightest, you understand that your proximity might intimidate him, and you raise an eyebrow in his direction.

“Shouldn’t we… shouldn’t we work?” he stammers.

You smirk, seeing that rosy tint paint his cheeks. In truth, you don’t expect him to answer your questions, they are rhetorical – but messing with him, seeing that expression on his face when he realizes that you’ve caught him in action, it is frankly entertaining. You sit back on your chair, pen still twirling while you watch him trying to focus on his work.

You’ve come to know by now that you make him uneasy. At first, you logically thought it was because you were his complete opposite and he’d never met someone like you before, so naturally, he was scared of the unknown. But as you’ve kept working together, you’ve come to realize that he isn’t so shallow. He might have been put of at first by the fact that you’ve showed up to your work sessions in hoodies and sweatpants, clearly not bothered by the looks you get – you’ll admit to that. But there is clearly something else that makes him so shy in your presence. Progressively, you’ve discovered the actual reason behind his behaviour; it was so obvious now that you think of it. You have simply subverted all his expectations. Behind your appearance of slacker, you happen to be a much more interesting character. It has to be the fact that you’ve never kept yourself from being truthful with him, and you can’t tell for sure if he’s ever known someone so honest before. It must be new to him, to encounter someone that doesn’t wear any mask in front of him, in desperate need for his validation.

So, naturally, upon this discovery, you can’t help but have your fair share of fun with it. At every given occasion, you don’t hesitate to poke the bear, hoping that he’ll eventually fold and say out loud what he thinks. It’s become a fun game to you, trying to break the barriers surrounding Akashi Seijurō. While he may be wrong about you, you turn out to be absolutely right about him. A young man meant to be perfect, always in control of his words and actions, not slouching once, like a sort of robot configurated to be flawless. In some ways, you pity him. It must be incredibly uncomfortable to live like that, forced to smile politely through everything, while sitting in front of someone like you, so unapologetic. And while it might entertain you to get him flustered, maybe deep down, you want to see him break a little, just enough so you get to see his real self shine through.

You lay your pen down, eyes still fixated on him. Akashi is truly flawless, unlike you. You wonder how long it’ll take till you get to reveal his humanity. Right now, he seems absorbed by his work, doing his part while you’ve given up on working a long time ago. Not a single thing seems to be able to waver him, except maybe you.

“I’m gonna take a pause” you say as you stretch your arms, “my brain’s fried.”

He looks up at you, and you smile. You always do, when he looks at you like that, with this crease between his eyebrows. You’ve come to understand that your language is sometimes unfamiliar to him. It has become evident, when you’ve realized that he’s never spoken in any other way than a formal one and since then, you can’t help but smile when he seems to hear something new when you speak.

“Are you alright?” He asks, further proving to you that he has never heard the phrase “my brain is fried” before.

You laugh, sending him an exaggeratedly cocky look.

“Why, Sei-chan, you’re worried about me?”

The nickname sends the young man in a second state, furiously blushing while you try your best not to laugh at him. These little moments where he loses a bit of his composure never fail to make you feel somewhat closer to him. You aren’t friends, as far as your concerned, but you wonder if he’s got anyone with whom he can display these totally human reactions.

“You should take a pause too” you say as you lay on your couch. “We’ve been at it for more than two hours.”

“Oh, I’m fine I sw-“

“God, Seijurō, you don’t have to pretend. I’ve seen you repressing a yawn ten minutes ago.”

And it isn’t just that, that you’ve noticed. From all the time you’ve spent working together, you’ve learned the little things indicating that he is tired. His fingers get twitchy, his eyelids heavier and eyes drier, and his lips always close tight. And every time, he refuses to stop until he figures that he’s overstayed his welcome at your work sessions. And every time, you watch him leave with a polite smile, while you know that he’s overworked but refuses to acknowledge it in front of you. As your gaze gets lost on your ceiling, you wonder if you should leave him be this time again, or if you should do what you truly want – forcing him to stop working, even if it goes against his will. You ponder for while before sighing dramatically as you get up.

“Let’s go Sei” you say as you grab your keys.

“Where?” He says, utterly confused.

“I’m starving, so we’re going to eat. You comin’?”

He stares a while longer, as if he’s gathering the information, before he finally gets up, grabbing his coat and somehow following you to your door though he isn’t quite sure why he follows you.

“You’re going out like that?”

You turn around, raising your eyebrows at him.

“What? It’s comfy and it’s not like we’re going to some fancy ass place, it’s literally the restaurant down the street.”

You roll your eyes as you see him looking at you up and down, as he does every time. He never seems to get used to the way you’re dressed, not that you’ll ever bother to change to please him. It has always been your personal philosophy that fashion shouldn’t be prioritized over comfort, and as far as your concern, it doesn’t matter if you’re going out there in your pj’s, as long as you feel good.

“Don’t worry, rich boy, you won’t meet anyone you know there so it won’t be an embarrassment to be seen with me” you scoff as you close your door.

“God no, this isn’t what I mean! I was just thinking…”

“If I were you, I’d stop talking before it’s too late” you interrupt him.

He gulps and you smile to yourself – the knowledge that you intimidate him will never cease to enjoy you. And so, he follows you in silence as you leave your building and get on your way to the restaurant. You rub your eyes when a cold wind blows in your direction, stinging your face. The street is calm, as it usually is at this time. It isn’t like you live in a lively neighbourhood either, somewhat finding solace in what can be seen as a boring place to be. You’d argue, for your part, that the ordinary aspects of your surroundings make the charm of it; the people that walk their dogs, the houses lighting up every time at the sunset and the silence of the nights. It’s all you need really, that warmth that resides in the ordinary things.

“Thanks for taking me out for diner” You hear at your side.

“Huh? It’s nothing.”

You see the young man shake his head, the familiar pink on his cheek. Although, this time you aren’t quite sure if it’s the cold of if once again, you make him blush.

“It’s really not.”

His voice is soft, almost like a murmur. You don’t respond, but you wonder if he’s really never been taken out for a meal before. You haven’t sweat the thought, earlier when you’ve just gotten up and told him to follow you. It is what you usually do, with your friends and family, so the act is practically meaningless to you. But to him…

You greet the restaurant staff as you both enter the place, sitting down at your usual table. You don’t bother looking at the menu, ordering your usual meal while you see Akashi attentively reading the paper. You smile to yourself at the sight – he seems awfully out of his element, sticking out like a sore thumb with his natural elegance, and the way he addresses the waiter with almost too much politeness. You ponder, what people would think, if they came to know that you’ve got him to come in a place like this. From all the classes you’ve had in common, you’ve taken notice of the way everyone seems to lay out the red carpet for him, handling him with such delicacy as if he were made of crystal. It’s offensive, you think, to treat someone like that. For all you know of him, he is as much of a person as you are, and you can’t understand why he should be treated any differently. But then again, maybe it’s just you; maybe you’re the only one who thinks that way, without any regard for things like social constructs. To you, anyways, Akashi Seijurō can only be the most valuable if he is his authentic self.

“Are you a regular of this place?” he asks when your plates arrive.

“Yeah, I get lazy sometimes, so I rather come here than cook.”

He laughs softly, which for once, takes you by surprise. You look at him, mouth slightly agape. It’s a smooth and warm sound, something that you had yet to hear from him but here you are. Despite your surprise, you rejoice knowing that this is what you’ve always wanted from him. A peak of light behind the mask.

“I enjoy cooking” he remarks, “it’s my own way of procrastinating.”

You raise an eyebrow, swallowing the mouthful you’ve just had.

“As if the perfect student Seijurō ever procrastinate” you scoff.

“Well… I’m not always motivated. I’ll still do the work, though. It’d be against my nature to slack off.”

“I’m truly not surprised. So, I guess you’ll cook for me next session, hm? Y’know, when I’ll get hungry.”

Your cheeky smile doesn’t fail to affect him. You watch him gulp down his drink. Something about this moment is unusual, altogether. Up till now, you’ve only manage to destabilize him a little bit, getting a few seconds of an Akashi that has lost his composure, before he quickly gains back control of the situation. But right now, or rather ever since you’ve gone out for diner, he seems to be struggling more and more, as you watch him reveal himself under a new light. And you’re pleased, deep in your heart, that he is genuinely someone sweet. It isn’t just a people pleasing front; he is, simply, a good person.

As the night unfolds, you get to confirm your thoughts, seeing Seijurō in a way you’ve always wanted to see him. The man in front of you is far from the overly polished shoes, the fancy cars, the formal language, and the absolute control on everything. Maybe it’s you, you figure, as you walk out of the restaurant. Maybe your spontaneous nature rubs off on him, and he can’t help but be a little more authentic with you. This said, you don’t want to give yourself too much credit – as far as you’re concerned, you can’t suddenly read his mind and know for sure why he’s being different with you right now. It’s your turn to be unsettled and curious about the person you’re with.

“Hey, uh…”

You look his way, intrigued by the point of hesitation in his voice. He’s always been in control of his speech, except in these few occasions where you’ve got him flustered, so it’s new to you, to hear him like that.

“Yeah?”

“Could we stay out a little longer?”

His demand is shy, making a part of you melt. It might be exactly what you’ve wanted from him – a blatant display of humanity – but you are stunned, heart beating faster for some reason that you ignore.

“Sure, Seijurō.”

And you do, you stay outside for as long as he wants; it’s not like you want to go back to your place, anyway. In silence, the both of you wander the streets of your neighbourhood, letting the cold winter breeze kiss every parcel of visible skin. Under the dim streetlights, you steal a couple of glances to Akashi. Despite the fatigue, he seems serene, and you smile to yourself. He is quite a guy when he’s not trying to be flawless. For once, you happen to see his usually perfectly combed hair slightly dishevelled by the wind, and his hands tucked in his pocket as his scarf hangs loosely around his neck.

After a while, you stop, sitting on a bench. You’re tired, but quite content of the turn your evening has taken. The thought of going back to your place to work far away, you let yourself close your eyes, appreciating the silence of the night. A couple of seconds later, you hear Akashi take a seat next to you. He’s never sat so close to you, you reflect. He doesn’t say a word, but something in his aura lets you know that he wants to speak. Opening one eye, you let out a sigh.

“Anything on your mind?” you ask.

He shuffles as your voice travels in the night.

“Nothing… don’t worry.”

You can’t help the little laugh escaping your lips as you sit up, turning in his direction.

“You don’t have to hide any truth from me, you know. We might not be best friends, but I guess that by now you’ve figured out that I’m not the one who’ll judge you. Hell, I’d actually pay for you to speak your mind for once. Just… your raw thoughts. It wouldn’t hurt, trust me.”

He takes his breath. The following seconds are marked by silence, but you see something different in his eyes, making you wish that you could read his mind. And if you did, you’d probably be utterly startled by his thoughts. Akashi himself can’t point out where they come from, and part of him feels like it doesn’t matter anyway, since something about tonight is seemingly dreamlike. As your words resonate in his skull, he leans towards you, the warmth emanating from him reaching you. For a moment there, you think that he’ll kiss you. That would surely come out of nowhere, but you wouldn’t push him away. In this moment, it would feel right. But he doesn’t do anything of such. He rather exhales, a long breath out that probably carries all the tension he has in him as it escapes his mouth.

“I’m glad I’ve got to known you” he says, “I truly am, from the bottom of my heart. I don’t think that I’ve ever felt so much comfort with someone. So, I think… I want to thank you for that.”

You stare at him, registering his words. They are so candid, and although you are tempted to respond in a gentle tease, it seems right to reply with as much sincerity.

“Well, I like you better when you are this human. I really like this Seijurō.”

You smile, the sight of your honest face making him grin as well. After a while, he gets up and you do the same. As you walk back to your building, you wonder if this moment will die when you’ll get back to your apartment. You wish it doesn’t; it’s been a while since you’ve last lived something like that. Seeing someone reveal themselves to you like that tugs the strings of your heart. Behind your nonchalance, you have a deep affection for instants like these, like the one you’ve just lived with Akashi. Is it so senseless, then, that you don’t want it to end?

Unconsciously, you find yourself walking closer to him, as to feel his presence a little longer. The same intent might have crossed his mind too because he slows his pace, so you stay next to each other as long as possible. He probably doesn’t want to go back to how things usually are as well, you wouldn’t know. And he isn’t sure himself. It’s just natural, he thinks, as he find himself smiling again.

“Say… about cooking for you” he lets out.

“What about it?”

He looks up, admiring the thick grey clouds obscuring the stars. As you pass under a streetlight, you see once again the pink on his cheek. At the end of the day, it’s hard not to like Akashi Seijurō, isn’t it?

“You should come to my place someday, for diner. We could procrastinate together.”

As a gust crosses between your bodies, you feel a little fire heat up your entire body.

“I’d like to, Sei-chan.”

#sorry again for taking so long #hope you like it :)#knb #kuroko no basuke #akashi seijuro #knb x reader #akashi x reader #knb fluff #akashi fluff #knb fic

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vespersposts · 2 years

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Housewarming

🏡 What would happen if our best boys moved into your building? What kind of next-door neighbor would they be?

A collection of fluff one-shots starring YOU + GOM, Taiga and whoever you want (let me know in DMs and comments). The stories assume that the guys are adults (25-30 years old) and so are you. For each story I also came up with a small mood board, so I can practice making the blog visually more pleasing (let me know if my choices are consistent in your opinion!).

📮Comments, criticism, sharing and like are so appreciated!📮

Follow the #knbhousewarming or #housewarmingbyvesper to find all the entries, or just go under the cut and select your best boy!

Love always,

-> more knb stories here 🏀

💋PS: If any of you amazing authors would like to contribute with original work to this series, that would be a dream for me. Please send me the link and tag me so I won’t miss any stories, and use the #knbhousewarming , as the platform sometimes gets crazy.

💣PPS: I apologize in advance for any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes, English is not my first language (bear with me!).

➿Genre: fluff, slice of life, one shot.

🏡 Housewarming Masterlist 🏡

💚Obnoxious (Shintaro Midorima)

💛 Flawless (Ryota Kise)

💖 Natsukashii (Seijuro Akashi)

❤️ Shut up! (Taiga Kagami)

💙 Sleepless (Daiki Aomine)

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kaidoslastbraincell · 7 months

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hii i was wondering if you could do some cute dating hcs of akashi and his female s/o? it can be totally random! tysmm

absolutely!! i love akashi sm😍 also i'm so sorry it's taken me so long to get round to this 😭 @akashigf

pairing: akashi seijuro x reader

genre: all the fluff!!!

recommended song: firebabe by stormzy & debbie

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this boy spoils you ROTTEN! like he has no limit or control at all when it comes to spending money on his special someone - flowers, chocolate, jewellery, clothes, trinkets, books...you name it, you'll get it! his main love language is definitely gift giving

it comes as no surprise that he's an absolute gentleman! he'll hold doors open for you, pull out your chair before pushing you in at the table - his mama taught him well while she was still around

he might seem put-together in public but when the two of you are alone, he's the softest, clingiest cutie - he's a sucker for cuddles by the fire and gentle kisses all over your face, neck, hands and shoulders. he always has to be in contact with some part of your body.

akashi isn't shy. he'll always make sure everyone knows you're his and he's yours. there isn't anyone in school who doesn't know you guys are together.

he is probably the most attentive person you know - he knows your tells and can always pinpoint how you're feeling. not to mention he's always taking an interest in the things you love and your hobbies.

#myposts #knb #kuroko no basket #kaidoslastbraincell #Kuroko's basketball #akashi seijuro #akashi seijuro x reader

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officialparentofadrien · 1 year

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𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔/𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆

read part 2 here!

dedicated to my lovely moot who is just as in love with Sei as I am cuz wtf he's so lovely and such a sweet heart I just fell. This is for you @wsknbfanaccnt <3 Hope u enjoy cuz this is the first one I'm actually putting out into the world and I haven't been writing in a while and I can't stand the KNB dry spell any longer.

Pairing: Akashi Seijuro x You (G/n) Warnings: Nope. Just pure fluff. We love us some fluffs don't we?

Your woke up to feeling the morning light on your face as you slowly opened your eyes but quickly squint it back shut. You always seem to forget to take it easy and slow every morning when it comes to opening your eyes. Your bed seemed so much like a cloud at the moment, your blanket warmly tucking you in and your pillow cradling your head almost made you fall asleep.

Almost.

You groaned before reaching out to your nightstand to get your ringing phone, holding it up to your ear without bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Good morning, love. Did you sleep well?"

Your lips curved upwards into a sleepy smile upon hearing your boyfriend's sweet honeyed voice in the morning. You always did love his voice and you weren't that good at hiding it either.

You hummed happily, leaning back onto your headboard, "Mhm good morning, Sei.. I know I've been sleeping in this bed for years but I wouldn't trade it for the world.." "Even me?" He teased, He could hear you roll your eyes playfully at his teasing remark. At the start of the relationship, you were a bit shy but as your relationship progressed, you gradually became more relaxed around him and even exchange teasing remarks.

"All jokes aside," He started again, catching your attention.

But something else caught your attention in the corner of your eye... You turned your head slowly to the spot in front of your closet, where you saw your luggage out of the closet for the first time in years. You flipped your blanket over as you walked over to the luggage, opening it to see it packed to the brim with clothes as if you were gonna go somewhere but...you weren't??

"Judging by the shuffling and the sounds of luggage opening," Your lover started from the other line.

Your eyebrows were knitted close in confusion.. He knew about this??

"Sei... What's going on?" You drawled out slowly before hearing a knock on the door of your bedroom.

"Huh?" slipped from your lips as you stood up to open it only to meet Seijuro's catlike eyes staring back at you with his phone pressed to his ear as he gave you a soft smile.

He removed his other hand from his back pocket and pulled out two tickets, your e/c eyes following his movements. "Tokyo to New York, USA"

Your eyes changed from that of being confused to being surprised, "Sei??"

"I did say I'll take you out on a date after all the busy weeks we've had."

With your boyfriend, you should really learn to expect the unexpected. In a good way of course. He ALWAYS has tricks up his sleeve. Don't you just want to marry this man already?

(Will be continued in pt. 2 where it includes headcanons about your trip to NYC)

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝑲𝑵𝑩 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

#knb #kuroko no basket #akashiseijuro #akashi seijuro #akashi seijuro prompts #akashi fluff #akashi seijuro fluff #akashi seijuro x gn reader #knb x reader #knb fluff #gom x reader #generation of miracles x reader

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eunoiaaaivy · 1 year

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hey there! i just saw your wishlist blog and i hope i'm still in time! since it's akashi seijuro's birthday soon, i was thinking about a scenario where Akashi's s/o + GoM + Momoi celebrate his birthday?

Hi love! No you aren't late at all! In fact you're second in line! You're just in time and I hope this fic was to your liking! Thank you for this request! ❤️

- ♡︎ Happy birthday, my love.

-send me a wishlist

-cw: fluff! alcohol consumption, a bit of angst (i'm so sorry.) , post-timeskip! Akashi's like 27 here, not-proofread.

akashi seijuro x reader

-a/n: i'm kind of having a block right now so i hope this was to your liking! thanks for the request love, akashi surely is a sweet heart!

What a special day it was today for it was your beloved's birthday. Akashi was sleeping soundly beside you while you were awake. His beautiful skin looked ethereal, his handsome face still glowed even though there was no sun yet, it was just early morning after all.

Akashi seemed tired enough yesterday when he came home from work, he probably forgot that it was his birthday today seemingly because Akashi never forgets his birthday. He probably had loads of workloads since it was the closing for Christmas.

As you looked at him, he really seemed tired. Akashi was a light sleeper, it was no secret to you but on tough days like yesterday, he sleeps peacefully like a child.

This sight was something you could use to be seeing everyday. Your husband, really was handsome. Although, you wanted to admire more of him, you remembered why you woke up this early. So you slipped out of bed carefully, trying not to wake him up and succeeded. You peeked below at the window and you could see the generation of miracles and Momoi together.

They seemed tired. You were guilty but you wanted to throw something special for your beloved. You chuckled seeing their expressions. It would be quite embarrassing if you told them their expressions on their faces but it was quite understandable. Who in the right mind would even be up this early? Probably grandma's and grandpa's.

Aomine, had his usual annoyed expression, he was wearing clothes that were exactly for Christmas, the padded and layered coat navy coat looked rather ravishing on him, a beanie on top of his head, Kise had no smiles, seeminglessly tired from the flight he had awhile ago but no pilot uniform was to be seen, he was wearing this beautiful white, fluffy coat, along with some red scarf and a beanie, his hands on his pockets. Murasikabara was chewing on some pancake, probably from McDonald's, he seemed so tired and bored at the same time, he was wearing some big dark purple jacket, a scarf around his neck and ear muffs on, endlessly chewing on his yummy pancakes. Midorima, looks the most tired of them all. Well, he just got off his shift from the hospital and had like 5 hours of sleep. He was wearing this big, beige-creamy, colored fluffy jacket, along with ear muffs and a beanie, his hands covered with gloves and his neck being adorned with this green scarf. He really was prepared for the cold outside. You looked at awe at Momoi, she looked beautiful even when tired, she was wearing this pink, fluffy jack, adorned with furs on the neckline, wearing some boots for winter and a scarf doubled around her neck, puffing and trying not to sleep. She looked so comfortable and cute! Kuroko, had his usual neutral face, as if he wasn't trembling in the cold. He had this light blue padded jacket that complimented along with his hair ear muffs on the side, a scarf around his neck and hands with gloves.

Really, you would've laughed loudly if it weren't for you trying to not wake up your husband. They looked like they were freezing so you quietly went down, which was another success.

As you proceeded to go down the stair with caution, you opened the door and behold you were greeted with the sight of tired faces.

"[name]-chan!!" Momoi's face lit up the moment you showed up hugging and rushing to you.

"hello momoi, good morning to you too." You just chuckled and greeted her back with a good morning and returned the hug.

"what's up [name]! Haven't seen you in a while!" Aomine greeted you with a small side hug.

"I was rather busy for awhile. Everything in the business industry is so tiring nowadays." You replied back, returning the side hug.

"[name]-chi!! Give me a hug too! I missed you very much!" Kise practically squealed, pushing away Aomine and hugging you tight.

"nice to see you too kise, I and Akashi had missed you guys too." You laughed in response, seemingly muffled as you returned the hug.

"hey [name]-chin, I brought this for you from the shop." Murasikabara greeted you as he handed you a box full of pretty macaroons.

"why thank you Murasikabara-kun! These are lovely." You thanked him, giving him a small hug which he returned back. As you looked to the side you saw Midorima. He nodded at you and fixed his glasses using his left hand.

"good morning [name]-san. A pleasant morning to you too." Kuroko said nonchantly as you just hugged him in response.

"good morning [name], a pleasure to meet you again but I just hoped it wasn't this early." He grunted in response earning a chuckle from you.

"my, I'm really sorry to all of you. But Akashi is a cunning one so I have no other methods to surprise him, he probably forgot his birthday." You explained back as your other hand connected to your left elbow.

"it's okay [name]-chan! We understand!" Momoi replied back as if she wasn't looking tired awhile ago.

"yeah! It's okay, don't think too much about it [name]-chi!" Kise added.

"well, thank you for your understanding. Shall we get started?" You asked back and they only nodded their heads as they followed you to the massive kitchen.

And so you guys started. You and Momoi started baking a cake together. It was a three layered cake filled with simplicity and effort, he's one to truly adore this. Murasikabara, Kuroko, and Kise designed the place, filled with balloons and a "happy birthday!" sign. There was also gold balloons having the number 27 on it, displaying the age of your beloved. Midorima and Aomine went to the groceries to buy drinks and a few snacks. They also went to the restaurants you asked for a small catering service for this special day.

And finally the hard work was done. Akashi was just about to wake up in no time. Everything was perfect. The cake was simple yet elegant enough for him, the designs were a bit extravagant for this small party you threw for him but he has lived for 27 years and deserved this. The food that was picked was perfect, it smelled delicious.

As you guys were adding final touches, Akashi woke up without you by his side. His eyes searched for your figure only to find none. He had slept in. It wasn't right to sleep in but he was tired from yesterday. It was nearing lunch already and now did he only noticed that he over slept for almost a few hours.

So he got up and went down to find you, unbeknownst to him, a surprise was waiting for him.

Hearing the creek of the door from your shared bedroom you told everyone to get ready, closing the lights and already in their positions. As Akashi neared the kitchen, he noticed it was dim and dark so he opened the lights and was he surprised when the generation of miracles along with Momoi and you jumped out and popped a confetti bomb.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY AKASHI/SEIJURO" were the greetings he heard, his heart warmed from the sight. Almost everyone who's important to him was here. The generation of miracles, Momoi and finally you. His one and only beloved wife.

He had to admit he was surprised. He truly forgot his birthday. He felt quite special on this special day, for his loved ones were together. Here, in his house, on his birthday.

Ever since his mother died he never really celebrated his birthday anymore. It never felt special anymore, until he met you. Those years when you guys were together, you were always the one preparing his birthdays. You're the one who made him feel special. Who made him feel loved. And he loved you too.

As you made your way to him, his smile was a contented one. You whispered a small happy birthday to him and hugged him, he chuckled at this and kissed you. Earning groans and ews from the others which you guys laughed at.

"thank you guys for this, I am truly grateful." He said as he blew the candles, making his wish.

"yeah! yeah! time for beer!" Aomine replied back, excited to pop the beer cap open and everyone just laughed at this again.

"please don't influence them in to drinking too much." Midorima stated, as he too, grabbed a plate and ate.

You and Akashi just laughed at scene in front of you. Everyone was hogging the food and Aomine was having fun with his beer. You're still in his arms, content with the warmth he gave off.

"happy birthday my love, more birthdays to come to you. I love you." You whispered in his ear as everyone was busy eating in the background while you were still in his grasp.

"thank you love, I truly loved this surprise. I love you too darling." He chuckled and replied too, kissing the crown of you head.

"shall we eat too?" You asked him.

"sure my love, if that's what you want let's eat. The food looks rather delicious." He replied back as you dragged him to where the food was, chuckling again along the way as you fed him the food you guys bought. He loved the smile on his face and you loved his too. For he was contented with you guys. Contented with your love and efforts.

And as you mischievously added frosting to his nose everyone laughed, he really was contented with this. Everyone was laughing, a huge smile on your face, Aomine drinking beer, Momoi loving the cake, Kuroko eating fried rice, Midorima casually eating with grace as he applied his etiquette lessons. Kise drinking coke as if his swagness was second nature and Murasikabara having hoards of food on his plate.

It really was a special day.

@eunoiaaaivy

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tenkasato · 2 years

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Hi hi😁 im really glad to catch ur requests open. Ten, would it be alright to adk for a comfort fic with Akashi and his insecure fem! best friend in their 20s? Like sure akashi is perfect abd all but with each other they can share their ups and downs as young adults navigating through life. They experience heartaches and breakups and drunk nights and happy moments, victories, failures, anxieties, hilarious moments etc that theyll remember forever. Theyve fought too and made up throughout the years. Theyre both confused with their careers and perosnal lives. Akashis more sure definitely but she doesnt know where shes going. I thinj this has thr potential to br a funny story hahaha. They just sypport one another always! Maybe they end up together in the end or just implied? Lots of fluff please!! Thank u so much. If it's too vague mayve just akashi tirelessly motivating her and believing in her always never once doubting her potential? You can of course tweak all the details to ur liking judt this general vibe is more than okay. Really need this one! (me im confused 20 something lol) thank you so so much this would mean the world to me.

Hi anon! Let me start by saying how much I adore this idea. I was thinking of how I could incorporate the scenes you listed. At first I was thinking of writing headcanons, but I think writing a narrative of Akashi’s POV will allow him to be more expressive. Anyways, without further ado… ^^

Pairings: Akashi Seijuro x bestfriend!reader

Akashi Seijuro knows what your every breath meant.

He watches you furrow your brows, pucker your lips and make a sharp exhale as you scan the list of entrance exam passers on the board. He waits for you to find your name (there, in the middle of the people sharing your surname. He’s seen it minutes ago), and when you finally did, he observes your sigh of relief.

A radiant smile stretches your lips.

“I passed,” you announce, as if he didn’t know yet.

“Of course,” he answers. His voice brims with confidence. If there’s anyone who could put her mind to something she wanted, it was his best friend.

“Come on, I’ll treat you!” you enthuse, hooking an arm around his as you walk away from the crowd.

Your breathe trembles. Excitement zapped in with flavors of anxiety.

Even so, he’s glad you’re going to college with him.

– 0 –

There are times when Akashi wishes you saw yourself with his eyes.

Your hair sits like a worn-out mop on your head. Light make-up smudged at the wrong places. Eyes rimmed with exhaustion, hurt and self-contempt.

“I should’ve know,” you release a long-drawn groan. “I should’ve know he was a good-for-nothing jerk who just wanted me as some sort of a trophy!”

Akashi’s quiet gaze falls on your drink—warm milk, before a smile captures his lips. Who gets drunk on milk anyways?

“Am I not good enough, Sei?” you mewl. Your eyes are huge and watery, begging him to disagree.

He sighs. “I warned you early on that that boy was nothing short of trouble. Did you at least heed my words?”

You wince and lay your head over your folded arms. With another groan, you snuggle to the side of his arm. “I need my best buddy right now. Not a father.”

“And a friend I am,” he says. He thinks it over, and then, “He is blind.”

“What?”

“You are a supremely flawed human being. We all are. Needless to say, you are a definitely a cut above many.”

You hear the tease in his voice, narrow your eyes and huff. “Is that your way of comforting me?”

Akashi remembers the time you lightheartedly prepare a meal for your now ex-boyfriend. He recalls the genuine emotions dancing in your eyes. He hears your hopeful voice, the one that carries a song of future promises.

He wishes you’d see yourself through his eyes.

“No, it’s my way of telling you the truth.”

– 0 –

Akashi thinks you’re like the moon. Meek and fluctuating.

When you were kids, you always shied away from the adults. You preferred to play with him at the garden or in his room.

Whenever he invited you out to one of the family busines dinners, you begrudgingly tagged along. The polite smile on your face never left, but he could see hints of unease in the way you kept close to him.

When with his friends or teammates in Teiko, you’d exchange pleasantries, indulge them in small talks and even spill supposedly embarrassing things about him. He’d feel you stealing glimpses of him as you looked for reassurance.

“I think you’re like the sun, Sei,” you tell him one time, during the heat of an argument he’d rather not have. It was one of those times when you two walk home together in the swell of the night, university work keeping you both out longer than normal.

You’ve stopped on your tracks, and instead, you’re glaring at him.

“Pardon?” he says.

“I said, you’re like the sun. It’s like you’re meant to rule the skies. You’ve got everything figured out. You’ve got your path laid out for you, and all you need to do is walk over it.”

Akashi finally faces you. It’s then that he notices the slight glimmer in your eyes. Tears from you are rare, and that is why seeing them adorning your gaze makes his chest ache.

“I meant no offense,” Akashi explains. “All I am trying to say is that this indecision might deter you from realizing the things you really want.”

“But what can I do about it? I’m not so sure what I want to do. You think shifting courses is easy?”

He shakes his head. “I did not say that. But you need to start making choices that you wouldn’t second think at the last moment and waste valuable time.”

Your eyes flare at the jab. “Someone like you won’t understand what it’s like to be unsure and lost. You’re talented, smart and versatile. On the other hand, I have to work thrice as hard just to get by each day. I bet you’ve never experienced feeling empowered and ready to take the world one second, only to run out of fumes the next moment.”

A choked noise rumbles your throat as you inspire some air.

“And unlike you, I wasn’t born with a silver spoon up my ass! Stop pretending as if you understand me at all!”

The hurt etches itself on his face, you realize too late.

“Ah… Seijuro, I didn't mean to…” you begin, but he walks ahead of you.

“Let’s go home,” he tells you, not wanting to talk further.

The silence of the aftermath kills you, but it also kills him too, knowing that he could’ve told you about how he thinks the moon glows brighter at nights.

– 0 –

Akashi knows he isn’t infallible.

He’s been beaten by you in a game of cards multiple times when you were seven. He’s fallen a flight of stairs once, and just when he thought no one saw, a blast of laughter emanated from you. He’s worn clothes that were 'outrageously heinous’ according to you. He’s made you cry before, many times—sometimes because of the most mundane and pettiest of things such as eating your dessert accidentally, but sometimes because of almost irreparable damages such as when he told you he needed no one else but himself.

It was a lie of course, and you knew it.

So when he went home after Rakuzan’s defeat at the hands of Seirin, you were there, perched on his bed. Glowing with warmth.

“I figured you want to watch movies with me?” you said with a wry smile. You gestured at the cups of hot chocolate by his lamp.

He wasn't perfect. He won't ever be, but he figures that that's okay.

– 0 –

Akashi can tell when you're nervous.

"I'm so nervous, Sei," you verbalize his thoughts out loud, going over the mirror to strip down to your underclothes.

Akashi ducks, keeping his eyes back to his phone. "Will you please change in private?" he asks, peeved.

"What," you stick out your tongue, putting on that long, cream dress. It falls until your ankles. "We used to run around buck naked in the river when we were younger."

"Emphasis on the younger."

You try to pull the back zipper up, but it proves to be challenging given the low level cut of the dress. Instead, you walk towards him with your hand holding the fabric behind your back. With the other hand on your hip, you ask, "Well? Classy enough?"

"They say it's a trick question when a woman asks about how she looks."

"I'm serious," you hiss.

"You look presentable," he gives in, smiling a bit.

You beam at him before turning back towards the mirror. As you pick up a tube of lipstick, Akashi notices the journal sitting atop your desk.

"Hey, thanks for agreeing to this," you say all of the sudden, unknowingly disrupting his train of thoughts. "I just needed someone to be my date for this event. Otherwise, they'll accuse me of wasting a free ticket… that or, they call me unsociable. That's going to make me feel like crap again."

Akashi sighs for the umpteenth time that day, staring down at the yellowing cover and multi-colored marks of your worn-out journal. It’s the notebook he gave you a few years ago. Hands hovering above the worn out notebook, he says, "You need not to feel like crap just because there are scrutinizing eyes watching you."

"You don't get it," you reply. "This is huge for me and my career. If I screw up—"

"You will rise back," he completes the sentence for you. Akashi holds your nervous gaze, then adds, "Adversaries are meant to defeat us until we gain enough strength and means to overcome. Don't be daunted by the possibility of failure.

"Refrain from holding yourself back, and start believing in people when they tell you about how amazing you are in your own rights."

The monumental pause and gawking you give him is enough to make him grin.

Turning away before he sees your eyes glisten, you harrumph, "Always so flowery in your words, Sei. Whatever. Help me pull this zipper up, will you?"

Grin widening, he ambles over to you to do just that.

– 0 –

There are a number of things Akashi constantly wonders about.

For example, he wonders why you always make a fuss about him. You were also like this before. When he lost his mother, you did everything to fill up the gaping hole.

“Hmm, should you use this tie?” you ask, placing the said clothing article over his chest, “or this black one? I think the black one fits you better than this red one, hmm?”

You toss the chosen tie on the chair before he can let a word out. You proceed on rummaging through his closet, muttering under your breath about how rich Akashi is and how having too many clothes to choose from is a bother.

Akashi chuckles and grabs the tie you selected. “Calm down.”

“Calm down?” you repeat, incredulous. “You’re going out on a date! You have to look your absolute best, otherwise you’re going to live down that regret for the rest of your life!”

“An exaggeration,” he remarks. “And to set the record straight, this is hardly the first time I am going out to dinner with someone.”

“Damn right, it's not. But you wouldn't know if you’d actually be dating your soulmate, right? Better make a good impression.”

He wants to argue that he doesn't at all consider it a date. It was a dinner meeting his father set-up, one with the heir of a promising business partner. And still, you frantically run around his room like a madman who is at her wits end.

He looks at your back fondly.

Here you are, young adults venturing out on new chapters of your life—still going hand in hand, inseparable. You have always been there to keep him grounded. And he, in turn, never fails to guide you back when you seem to stray away.

"Please get it right this time," he hears you mumble as you finally emerge from his towering closet. "Your dates never seem to work out, for Pete's sake, Sei. I'm starting to think you're the problem here."

"I just do not like being in a hurry."

"Yeah, sure," you reply, completely unconvinced. "But it is weird. You're like the best, ideal guy out there. No one compares to you!"

You stare down at him as he stares back with a painted gaze. Giving up, you sigh and shake your head, shooting him an affectionate smile as you hand him his gray dress shirt.

"Bachelor of the year, they say. I wonder why the hell you're still single," you laugh.

He wonders too.

And he wonders whether it has anything to do with that saccharine smile of yours.

Taglist: @shakethatsassyass

#akashi seijuro x reader #akashi x reader #akashi seijuurou x reader #akashi seijuro #kuroko no basket #knb fanfic #the basketball which kuroko plays #akashi seijūrō #tenkasato writes

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crowned-peony · 1 year

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Akashi x reader fluff

(This is just pure self indulgent and super cheesy like the Hallmark movies it's based on)

Akashi comes to understand that life sometimes imitates art a little too well

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How many movies could you realistically fit in a day? Maybe if you're lucky you can watch a few back to back. But the large pile of dvds in the living room table has Akashi regretting many things. Right on top of the pile was a bright pink paper covered in glitter that you just placed there not too long ago. He really has a hard time believing that the paper has survived so many years. One of three "Akashi Coupons" as you called them. Given to only people that have been able to beat him. Each of the three coupons were made by you and each one was made to be uniquely for the owner of the coupon. The coupon is a free pass for Akashi to basically grant one free wish. Kagami had claimed his almost immediately after getting it for a 1 v 1 match. The outcome of the match has never been revealed to anyone but you like to think it ended in a very close tie but Akashi has never given you a hint if the suspicion was right. Kuroko has said that he will redeem it when the time is right. And here you are redeeming yours the first Christmas you shared as a couple. You won your coupon when you both were children, at a simple game of goldfish. A secret you were sworn never to reveal. Everyone feared Akashi and for good reason but not once had he ever thought you less than him. You from the beginning were his one and only equal. The one that he will let share his crown and throne.

“Why haven't you gone and changed yet? We can't start the marathon until you do! It's tradition!” You pouted and scolded him while coming out of the kitchen barely keeping the snacks in your arms from falling. He looked at the red and green plaid pajamas you were currently wearing and the ones that were folded up on the table. He signed. “Why can't I just stay in the ones I'm currently wearing? It won't change anything” he said as he tried to hide his dislike for them. “It's tradition!! Now go change!” you told him with a glare. The one redeeming the coupons request cannot be denied unless it's something illegal and dangerous. And wearing festive pajamas happens to fall into neither of those categories. He reluctantly gave up trying to persuade you and went to change. You didn't ask many things from him so there really wasn't a reason for him to be fighting this as he is.

Once he was changed, he walked into your shared bedroom and grabbed a few of the blankets of the bed and two pillows. He also grabbed the lion squishmellow that you affectionately called Seijuro #2 as he walked out the room. He never understood why you liked to use the stuffed animal as a pillow and almost always carried it around the house but if he made you happy who was he to question it. He set the blankets down to your side of the couch and put the pillows on his and lazily hugged Seijuro #2 watching you as you tried to figure out the order of the movies. He barely could barely make out the mumbling but sounded like you were arguing with yourself what the best option was. After a few minutes he got up to look at all the piles you made. He stopped trying to figure out your logic when sorting things. One time you had a whole powerpoint ready trying to tell him that skittles were more closely sorted with MnMs than gummy bears and he just let you be. Looking around at the piles he picked up one randomly and handed it to you. “You wanna watch Kiss me on Candy Cane Lane?” you asked him and he just shrugged before going back and getting comfortable on the couch once again.

“Are you sure this is one you wanna start with? Like want to look again?”

“That one is fine. Just start it and come sit down if you want to watch a few of the movies”

You didn’t try and ask him again and went to go put movie on before wrapping blankets around you both and curling up next to him and hugging Seijuro #2. You knew this movie like the back of your hand. Well if you see one movie you have seen them all. They all share the same cookie cutter plot but you couldn't help but love them and keep watching them. Someone is giving their all to a job that doesn't make them feel accomplished and go back home to celebrate holidays with family. Once back home in their small town, they run into the person they had a crush on before they left. A spark happens between them and slowly start hanging out more, getting into holiday spirit and slowly fall in love and just before they can confess comes the choice. Leave their successful job in some big city or stay in their small town with the one they love. The main character always chooses love and the story has a happy ending. Kiss me on Candy Cane Lane is no different. The only reason you had it high on your list was that you felt a connection to the love interests. You both felt that you wouldn't be enough for the one you loved so never acted on feelings and tried to keep them quiet until your saw your love at a low point, at a point were they lost themselves in an attempt to keep giving themselves into something that they no longer found happiness in for the sake of proving that they can do it. And having the love interest help the main character find out that somethings mean more than being successful like finding joy again and learning what really makes you happy.

Akashi would occasionally stop watching the screen and just stare down at you. He didn't realize how much this movie meant to you until he noticed how the words the characters were saying you would be quietly saying to them too. You knew this movie by heart. Slowly the pieces began to click as the movie progressed to the part where the main character is telling the love interest that they are choosing to stay with them and be happy together. You were holding Seijuro #2 so close to yourself and wiping away some tears.

“This is the movie you were always talking about back then, when you kept telling me that I would find my way back to happiness, this was where you got that line from wasnt it?”

Feeling embarrassed of your secret being out all you could do was nod and hope that he wouldn't make fun of you.

“Did you know back then that I would choose to be happy over trying to always win?”

“I didn't, I just always hoped that you would be able to see that somethings are worth more than winning, you went to being the Akashi i knew and loved after your loss.”

“Will you tell me what you told Kuroko all those years ago during that match?”

“I thanked him for giving me back my love and for giving you back the love you had for the game”

Akashi just felt that his heart was beating so loud that everyone could hear it. He didn't say anything for several minutes and quietly got up and walked into the kitchen. You just stayed on the couch fighting back the tears. You knew this was a stupid idea and should have asked for anything else. He must be so mad that you basically confessed that you were happy at his loss back then and thankful for it even now. You laid down on the couch and covered yourself in blankets holding the poor little lion so tightly as you let some tears fall hoping that you could just disappear. You heard some noises in the kitchen and close to you but you didn't want to come out from under the safety the blankets provided. If you didn't see it, you could pretend nothing happened.

The noises stopped and the blanket was pulled off of you. You didn't have the heart to look up so you stayed curled up and closed your eyes.

“Honey, why are you crying?”

No response

“Honey, please look at me”

You shake your head, closing your eyes more.

“Love, please don’t cry. I am not mad, I'm actually really happy you told me that. I really didn't realize until I knew just how close I was to losing everything that was important until I actually lost. I love you so much so please don't be upset.”

After a bit you finally sat up and wiped some of the tears and looked up at him.

“You really aren't mad?”

“Nothing to be mad at love. So can you do me a quick favor and come with me to the kitchen?”

Slowly nodding you took his hand and followed him to the kitchen. On the floor were two rows of candy canes. You looked at him confused.

“What is this?”

“Best i could do in a short notice”

“Huh? I'm still lost here”

“I'm doing as the title says and like they did. I'm going to kiss you on Candy Cane Lane. You never stopped believing that I would be happy again and you never stopped loving me. You have and always will be my happiness.”

“I always told you that you make your way back to happiness.”

“I made my way back to you”

A soft kiss was shared between you both, one of many. The rest of the day was you both going back and forth choosing movies and realizing that maybe there is something that they got right. Some things aren't worth more than love or happiness.

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#akashi seijuurou x reader #Akashi seijuro x reader #Akashi seijuro fluff #Mar's christmas countdown

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mackjlee9 · 2 years

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What I Want To Write [Author's Ideas]

Well, this are basically some ideas I've had for quite a while, but some of them don't really have a plot, still, feel free to tell me which one you'll like for me to write and I'll do it, or if you have an idea for the plot, I'll really appreciate it :]

Kibutsuji Muzan x Top!Male!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)

basically, some smut when he's dressed like a woman.

Fushiguro Megumi x Top!Male!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)

(m/n)'s the actual reason why he complained about itadori's room being next to his

(Arknights) Silver Ash x Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime] (PUBLISHED)

(i just wanna write about this man because i'm obsessed with him, like... deadass obsessed)

Eren Jaeger x Top!Male!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)

Ryoumen Sukuna x Curse!Humanized!Reader [Smut] (PUBLISHED)

(m/n) was a very known curse among the rest, including sorcerers/shamans, the main reason? he was the only that could win against sukuna, making him the strongest curse, but he was against all of the "evil", and he made himself clear when he showed up in front of gojou satoru

Yoigoshi Tasuya x Male!Reader [?] (PUBLISHED)

i just wanted to say that i fell in love with negative filture kageyama, and if you don't know him, there's a pic above :] (he's also voiced by uchida yuuma who voiced ash lynx and uenoyama ritsuka)

Kannonzaka Doppo x Top!Male!Reader [Fluff] (PUBLISHED)

Originally had smut too, but I'll make a part 2 of this one, because Doppo is simply too perfect :3

Kise Ryota x Idol!Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime]

Not a smut like it originally wanted, but there could be a part 2.

Hashibira Inousuke x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

crossdressing/cosplaying...

Femboy!Bakugou Katsuki x Male!Reader [Fluff]

Sakusa Kyoomi x Male!Reader

Crazy Possessive song fic

Nozel Silva x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

cosplay/crossdressing

Zora Ideale x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

power bottom!zora x masochist sub!male!reader

Licht x Human!Male!Reader [?]

maybe a smut before he met tetia and the wizard king

Asta x Male!Reader [Fluff]

maybe some fluff in front of the girls that like asta, and they see how flustered he gets around you (he proclaims to like sister lily, but ever since he met you, his mind hadn't even been noticed his lack of thoughts about her, instead he thought of you two together as he imagined reaching to be the wizard king) you've noticed noelle's and mimosa's behavior with Asta, so you knew about her feelings, and what better way to let her (Noelle) know... that Asta was his not her's

Finral Roulacase x Male!Reader [Fluff]

probably something about his training to stop seducing woman, you decided to help him since he asked you and you gave him some scolding or "advice", when he started to realize that he felt really nervous close to you and he suddenly wanted you to notice him or to compliment you

Nakajima Atsushi x Port!Mafia!Seme!Male!Reader [Smut]

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke x Male!Reader [?]

William Vangeance x BlackBulls!MaleReader [Fluff]

some like, your magic allows you to make come true whatever you want, so when you met William he was intrigued by your magic, and after some time you got close, and then he asked you if you could make him look... normal, like, he doesn't hate his birth mark, but he sometimes wonders how he would look without it, and hesitantly you did

Gojo Satoru x Femboy!Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Yuri Plisetsky x BadBoy!FigureSkater!Top!Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime]

Ayato Yuri x Short!Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Yamada Ichiro x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Dazai Osamu x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Kambe Daisuke x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Beta!Levi Ackerman x Alpha!Male!Reader [Smut]

modern au

Alpha!Kamado Tanjiro x Alpha!Top!Male!Reader [Lime]

modern au

PowerBottom!Akashi Seijuro x Soft!Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Kagami Taiga x Short!Top!Male!Reader [Fluff]

Midorima Shintaro x Perverted!Male!Reader [Lime]

Kuroko Tetsuya x BadBoy!Male!Reader [Fluff&Lime]

Kato Haru x Male!Reader [Fluff]

just Haru having a day off

Jean Kirstein x Top!Male!Reader [Lime]

just something steamy when (m/n) had enough of jean trying to impress mikasa, so he showed him who he belongs to

Levi Ackerman x Male!Reader x Eren Jeager [Angst&Fluff]

fuyu no hanashi songfic (levi; yuki. eren; uenoyama)

Kim Dokja x Male!Reader x Yoo Joonghuyk [?]

(has anyone read the manhwa 'omniscent reader's viewpoint'? it's so good)

Ainosuke Shindo (Adam) x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

i wanna make this one as hardcore and explicit as i possibly can, including such things as; bondage, overstimulation, toys usage, degradation, sounding, dumbification, and possibly two rounds with powerbottom adam and then sort of like a revenge or pay-back fuck... how does that sound? (if there's something else that you would like me to add, let me know :p)

#.mackjlee9 #one shot ideas #reader insert #male reader #x reader #anime

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huhsyg · 2 years

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wsg, allow me to request 👺

relationship headcanons on akashi seijuro x f! reader?

akashi seijuro x [female] reader

relationship headcanons

— seijuro would show everything first to you because he trusts you.

— he would show you off to the entire world. he likes to let others know that you're his and he's yours.

— seijuro wouldn't ask you to come to his practices everyday but would say: "come whenever you want to." and a little smile would appear on his face.

— a date? you found the right man.

→ he would take you on dinners to the most fanciest restaurant you have ever seen. would take you to a park and let you lay your head on his lap, would also let you play with his hair.

— he likes to buy you gifts like jewelries.

— would he get mad at you? he wouldn't, and if he did it's probably his father presurring him which i think he does it everytime that seijuro's used to it.

— when it comes to kisses, seijuro would either give a little peck on your lips or a kiss to your hand.

— seijuro would give you his perfume and a shirt he has. he'll do it when he's busy and doesn't have time to be with you.

— when he has a game, he invites you to it if you're not busy. he does a special trick just for you if you're watching. ( ^_−☆ )

— pet names are common for him, so expect him to say darling and dear daily.

— he holds your waist and puts his arms around it everytime, he doesn't care if someone sees seijuro and his girlfriend. after all, he loves her by heart.

#akashi seijuro #seijuro #knb akashi #knb imagines #knb scenarios #knb x y/n #knb x reader #knb x you #knb fluff #akashi x reader #akashi x you #seijuro x reader #seijuro x you #akashi seijuro x reader #akashi seijuro x you

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miyuwuki · 2 years

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out of the ordinary

a drabble about how aomine finally takes you out on a date.

warnings: a bit of hurt/comfort (reader doubts them self)

aomine daiki x reader

never once had your boyfriend asked you out on a date, and when he did, it was with momoi’s help. at first it was okay because you thought that it was normal for someone like him; he didn’t really do anything. however, you were starting to doubt on whether or not he really cherished you. when you brought it up, he brushed you off, telling you that it just wasn’t his thing. as much as you wanted to move on from it, you couldn’t help but feel hurt.

“i just wish he’d take me out once,” you sighed into the phone with your best friend. you didn’t feel like talking to anyone else but her at the moment, and boy was she mad with you as well.

“just break up with him— hey, brown or sage green for my nails?” she replied. “sage green is trendy right now.” you said. you sighed again, rolling on your bed with your back against the mattress.

“i think i’ll go with brown.” you softly laughed; she never listened to anyone anyway. all of a sudden, you felt your phone vibrate, “stupid <3″ filling your notification center.

stupid <3: can i pick you up in 30 minutes?

“what the hell does he want,” you grumbled, not bothering to reply.

“did he text you? bet he just wants something like food,” your best friend scoffed, “the brown is pretty.”

“he asked to pick me up in 30, i really don’t want to see him.” right as you said that, your phone buzzed again.

stupid <3: i’m picking you up in 30. get ready

“and now i don’t have a choice,” you grunted into your pillow and took a deep breath, trying to block out your anger towards your boyfriend. “i’m gonna go and see what he wants, i’ll call you after.”

“don’t wanna hear you crying later.”

“can’t count on that.”

and you hung up. you had no clue on what aomine wanted and you felt like you needed all the time in the world just not to lash out at him right now; but giving him the benefit of the doubt, you changed into clean clothing and applied light makeup. just after thirty minutes, a knock fell at your front door.

“hey,” aomine mumbled, looking away from you. “uh, i got you these.” he pulled a very small bouquet of flowers from behind. confused because he’s never done anything like it before, you hesitantly accepted it, muttering a thank you. “but what are they for?

“why not?”

your heart beat a little faster, flustered from the sudden affection. you placed the flowers in a vase and stepped out, locking your door behind you. you eyed a plastic bag he was holding, trying to make out of what was inside. “what do you have there?” you asked, walking a bit ahead of him. “and where are you taking me?”

“snacks, and you’ll see.” he replied, “come here, it’s dangerous to walk along the side of the road.” he got a good grip of your hand, and you definitely did not miss the way the blood rushed to his cheeks. how cute.

the walk was quiet, and he did not dare to look you in the eye. but the both of you arrived at a quiet park where there was a little that dipped over the town. he climbed up and you followed, taking out those foldable blankets from the bag and laid it out and motioned for you to sit.

“you’re scaring me,” you said as you sat, “what’s up? are you alright?”

“nothing, gosh. not everything has to be a bad thing.” he scoffed. he threw you a box of pocky; your favourite.

“eat that, i know you like them.” he laid down with his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. you pursed your lips and quietly ate your pocky. at least he remembered.

aomine cleared his throat, “i know i haven’t been the best boyfriend.” he started. your breath hitched in the middle of your throat, but you remained silent. “those excuses i made definitely don’t justify how i treat you.”

“pfft,” you mocked, “who told you that, momoi?”

“no, and just listen.” he opened his eyes and turned on his side to look at you. “i just realized that i don’t want to lose you— and in order to do that i actually have to do shit.”

“you know daiki, you’re not obligated to do these things if you weren’t in a relationship. why would you get with me if all you’re going to do is complain? i don’t ask for much, i just ask for a bit of your time and you can’t even give me that. at first i figured i’d just accept it because i thought that’s how you were, but i couldn’t help but think: is it because i’m boring? is it because i’m not good enough? is it because—”

he got up and cut you off with a swift kiss. a hand snaked up behind your neck and he stayed there for a while. he pulled apart, “you done?”

he hugged you, making your heart beat fast the same way it did earlier that day, and he spoke into the crook of your neck. “you’re not any of those, y/n, so don’t say bullshit like that. look, i’m really sorry, and you deserve the whole world. momoi didn’t say anything to me, but when i saw the dreaded look in your eyes when you opened the door; it hit me. and when i got you those flowers? i should be doing more than the bare minimum, and i swear i will make up every single time i’ve hurt you because you mean that much to me. i’m not used to being in a relationship-- you saw how much i detach easily. but you’re the one thing, one person i want in my life forever. so yeah, i’m sorry.”

tears streamed down your face and after what it felt like a while, your heart felt so full. because you hadn’t expected aomine to be so open with you, and because of it you decided to continue to believe in him. there was no one else you wanted but him.

“i just love you so much,” you whispered, “i don’t want to feel like a burden to you.”

“and you’re not! i’m just a really shitty boyfriend.” he pulled away and kissed you again, this time a soft and gentle type, letting you know he loves you just as much.

and you guys laughed, chatted, poked fun, whatever, away into the sunset enjoying different types of snacks. and in your mind, you labeled this as the best first date ever.

IDK WHAT MADE ME WRITE THIS PROMPT. i love aomine so much and that whole mean on the outside but soft for you demeanor

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