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volleychumps · 4 years

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Cuddles. (Nekoma x Reader)

‣ the one in which the Nekoma volleyball team finds their manager sleeping soundly in the gym on a cold winter day-

warning(s): none!!! fluff:)

Part of the 3k event!

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“Please?”

“Lev, you’re not putting your hands in my pockets. You can freeze for all I care, you’re tall so it’s your fault for being closer to the sky.”

“Yakuuuuu-saaaaan-!”

“We’re here already, so be quiet.”

Kenma rolls his eyes, huffing out a warm breath of air into the icy atmosphere as the trio of Yaku, Lev, and the setter make their way over to the practice gym for today’s club activities. They’re greeted with a warm rush of air, and Lev practically prances in happiness as Yaku scolds his kouhai to hurry up with the net.

“Why do we have to do it again?” Lev groans, feeling the frost on his fingertips slowly melt away as he rubs them together. Yaku sighs as he slips the scarf from his neck off.

“The rest of those imbeciles said the first ones to the club room have to take one for the team.” Kenma shrugs, already on his handheld as Yaku goes to scold him, Lev beginning to drag himself to the storage closet until something catches his bright eye.

“You guys...Y/N’s already here.”

“What? Does she usually get here this-?”

“Shush.” Kenma puts a finger up, moving so you enter his view, tilting his head slightly. You had your knees tucked to your chest, back to one of the gym walls with your clipboard laying a short distance away from you. Your eyelids were closed peacefully, bags under your eyes seeing that you had seemed to have hardly slept the night before.

“What’s this?” Lev picks up a nearby plastic bag resting on one of the bleachers, gasping at the sight as Yaku shushes him, Kenma about to tell him not to go through your things.

“Look! Y/N made us onigiri, she even put little faces on them made of nori!” Lev’s hushed whisper is excited as Yaku arches a brow, and Kenma takes a seat next to you, not one for excitement as the handheld is slipped back out of his pocket.

The rice balls were wrapped in cute wrapping, each one having a sticky note with their names and an encouraging note as Yaku feels himself smile a little. He swats Lev’s hands away, telling him to wait for when you wake up-

“Um...guys?”

Your head had lolled to the side, landing innocently on Kenma’s shoulder as Kenma seemed to stiffen like a board, cat-like eyes widening a fraction while his thumbs were frozen in place.

“...You better not move-” Yaku starts, only for his eyes to harden at the recent development. “Lev! Get your head out of her lap!”

“No!” Lev whispers back, snuggling into your warmth. “It’s not fair if only Kenma gets to do it!”

Yaku pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily just as the doors to the gym open up again, a swirl of cold air entering the gym as Kenma feels you shiver in your sleep.

“Alright uglies, I gave you one job-”

“Sh!” The shush came from the whole trio as Kuroo, Fukunaga, and Kai all blink once in unison.

“...are you harassing our manager Lev? Again?” Kai clicks his tongue as Lev pouts, not opening his eyes.

“And Kenma! I didn’t take you for the type-”

Kenma throws his handheld with the shoulder you weren’t leaning on, glaring daggers at his childhood friend as Kuroo simply smirks in reply, catching the precious device.

“Y/N fell asleep and her head’s on Kenma’s shoulder.” Yaku explains tiredly, and Kai claps him on the back, knowing practice hadn’t even started yet and the mother of the team had to deal with this already.

“She’s cold.” Kenma adds, prompting Kuroo to slip his jacket off before motioning for Lev to get out of the way. The raven-haired captain lays his jacket in your lap, grazing his fingers against your cheek before frowning at the temperature of your skin.

“Ice cold.”

Yaku frowns, wondering if the reason you seemed to be borderline sick was because you had stayed up into the night to make today’s surprise. He sighs for the umpteenth time, grabbing his scarf before bending down next to you, instructing Kenma to lift your head gently off the wall to do so. A second rush of cold air hits the gym as the rest of the team file in.

“...Inuoka, call the police.”

“Yamamoto-san, no-”

Fukunaga’s hand is on the shoulders of his kouhai, the second year shaking his head lightly as Shibuyama and Inuoka nod obediently, covering their eyes.

“Stop! We’re not doing anything bad!” Yaku snaps, clapping a hand over his mouth as multiple shushes fill the gym. Kuroo explains the situation briefly, and Kai arches a brow in the direction of Lev.

“Lev, are you eating right now? Practice is about to start-”

“Y/N made us these!”

A warm feeling settled in the already warm atmosphere as the onigiri were passed around, your handwriting standing out against a neon yellow note taped to the plastic wrap.

“Do you think...she’s so tired because of this?”

“No. Not at all. Never crossed my mind.”

“Stop being sarcastic, Kenma!”

Kuroo shoots an annoyed look at Kenma and Yamamoto, sighing with a hand on his neck before standing at full height. Kai looks to his friend, crossing his arms as the underclassmen all read the notes on their presents with a soft look on each of their faces. The two upperclassmen glance down at your figure, a gentle smile on your face as if you were having a nice dream. Kuroo couldn’t help but grin at the sight- he always thought you worked way too hard.

“So what do we do?”

“...I mean yesterday was the prelims, I guess?” Kuroo says finally, a thoughtful look on his face. “I wanted to get into it right away, but I suppose we can take a break today. Only because I’m a good and caring captain.”

“Pack it up Ghandi-”

“Oi. I’ll eat your onigiri, Kenma- don’t try me.” Kuroo snips, taking Lev’s previous seat on the other side of you.

“Anyways,” Kuroo smirks, gently lolling your head upwards and finally onto his own shoulder, leaning his head atop yours. “I call dibs on the best seat.”

“...Okay, I’ll call the police-”

“Yamamoto!”

Soon, whispered chatter fell to silence as Kai and Yaku lean against the wall next to their fellow third year, Kuroo’s head laying upon yours fast asleep. The onigiri filled the stomachs of the younger years, making them sleepy as they all shuffled over to where the warmth was.

Lev was laying diagonally, avoiding Kuroo’s legs with his head in your lap again, Inuoka unknowingly curled up into his side. Fukunaga slept straight with his back on the wall next to Kenma, Yamamoto dozing off on his shoulder as Shibuyama curled up into a ball at their feet. The warmth of the gym in the midst of a cold winter day was too enticing to not allow their eyelids to grow heavier.

Kuroo smirks, one of his eyes opening as he glances down at your sleeping figure, unbeknowst to the human pillows giving you heat.

“We can’t let our precious manager get sick now, can we?”

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elysianslove · 3 years

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heaven on your lips; matsukawa smau

synopsis; he finds refuge in that no matter what, you will always come back to him. he finds refuge in that he’s the sole reason for your pleasure and happiness. whether that be from the sidelines, or from within the four walls of your home, in the confines of your bedroom. no matter what, you’re his, and he’s yours, even if neither of you seem to notice it.

pairings; matsukawa issei x fwb!reader

genre; fluff, smut, humor

warnings; cursing and inappropriate language. nsfw and suggestive themes. smut under the cut in this chapter!

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his back to your headboard, cushioned by your pillows, he groans deeply, sighing softly at your ministrations. he has a guiding hand in your hair, but when he gets like this, worn down by the day’s events, the reigns are mostly in your hands. he leaves it up to you, succumbing completely to you, allowing you full control of him. with another deep moan, a hum, he shifts, tossing his head back and lightly rolling his hips.

you only gag slightly around him, trying to swallow more of him. it’s not often you get to suck him off, for no reason other than that issei doesn’t like to waste time with you. he prefers the main event over anything else, but right now, he’s starting to doubt himself, especially with the way you look between his legs. your eyes are watery, a few tears having slipped, ones that he’d thumbed at and stroked away, and your cheeks are flushed, red and blotchy. and your lips, god. wet and glossy from spit and precum, wrapped around his cock so prettily, your mouth swallowing around him as much as you could. fuck, he just wants to kiss you.

only barely halfway in your mouth and he already sits heavy in your throat, but you swallow thickly, determined to take more of him, and he swears lightly.

“m’not gonna last long,” he warns, heaving, watching as, in response, your hand coming to wrap around his cock, grasping him tightly and stroking him as you slowly lift yourself up, his cock falling out of your mouth. he whines at the loss of your warm, wet mouth, fingers tightening in your hair.

“it’s okay,” you promise him, giggling lightly, your voice raspy with the evidence of him. he thinks it’s so fucking adorable. you lower your head again, pushing your hair out of your face, and grab at his cock. tapping the head against your lips, and opening your mouth to let the tip rest there, you smile again.

“fuck,” he groans as quietly as he can, breath hitching as you wrap your mouth around him again, sinking lower and lower and lower, and god, his cock is throbbing. it’s twitching and swelling inside your mouth, and he’s close, close, so close.

his head is thrown back, eyes fluttering shut, both hands now in your hair. he holds you against him as the coil tightens and the arousal builds, builds, builds. his muscles are taut, hair slightly damp, bare chest heaving and slick with sweat. when you glance up at him, you’re taken aback with just how good he looks, his abs flexing, thigh tensing underneath one of your palms, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows thickly, before his pretty, pink, swollen lips fall open and he gasps, and he unexpectedly spills into your mouth. you flinch at the first feel of his cum shooting down your throat, but you quickly relax, swallowing and sucking hotly around his cock, milking him of all he has to offer.

you’re thankful he hadn’t been entirely that loud, but still, there’s no way it isn’t obvious to your roommate what had just happened.

cock now softening in your mouth, you slowly release him. one hand remains around the base as you continue to give the slit kitten licks, until he’s visibly wincing at the sensitivity. still a little breathless, he sags against your pillows, recovering from his high, while one hand trails to your mouth, thumbing at your lower lip, urging you to open your mouth

“you swallowed,” he observes.

you hum a giggle, crawling towards him, leaning close before you retort, “’cause i’m a good girl.”

rolling his eyes, issei smiles, hand falling to his side as you roll over, flopping onto your back. slowly, he shifts lower onto the bed until he’s laying directly next to you, before he leans over, and presses a gentle kiss to your jaw, murmuring, “thank you.”

you smile, stroking his cheek affectionately. “no worries. and— don’t worry about returning the favor. you can next time.”

with that, you sit up, shuffling across the bed and walking over to your bathroom to brush your teeth. even as you’re gone, he feels your lingering touch on his cheek, his fingers ghosting over it, before his stomach tightens uncomfortably. he’s not allowed to dwell on the feeling for too long, not when you return with a fresh pair of his sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, laptop tucked underneath your arm.

the comfort he feels with you is one that cannot compare. with anything. even that knot in his stomach.

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osamiiya · 3 years

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Things they say that mean "I love you"

Charactera: Kozume Kenma, Suna Rintaro

Warnings: None

All my opinion as always!

Kozume Kenma

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He has a lot of little phrases that mean 'i love you'

He's not a big romantic, but he has his moments without realizing

Things like;

"You want to play together?"

"I'd romance you on every playthrough" (It's said off handedly while playing stardew valley but cute nonetheless)

"I like the person you've helped me become"

"Can you stay? Just stay next to me."

"I wouldn't trade you for the world."

It's dark in Kenma's room, his eyes rimmed with red as his hands lazily but expertly click buttons, he's winning from what you can gather.

"Y/n?" The game is paused right away as he recognizes your presence, arms reaching out from his chair to pull you twoards him by your torso, burning himself into your front.

He takes a deep breath before shifting to look up at you, thumbs drawing calm circles on your back.

"Don't you need to get back to your game?" Your tone is teasing as you watch one of his hands blindly move to save his game and then shut off his monitor.

"You're more important than any game."

You stay like that for a couple minutes, hands in his hair massaging the sore spots that the headset would rest, Kenma humming in appreciation as he places soft kisses onto you.

Suna Rintaro

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Firm believer in "I love you" can lose its meaning if used too much

He's scared one day you'll say it and not mean it

This doesn't mean he doesn't love you though, he shows it a lot through actions though

Suna does tell you he loves you though, just not outright

Things like;

"It's unbelievable how hard I've fallen for you."

"It'll always be you y'know?"

"The moon is beautiful isn't it?" (Overdone ik but I still think it's cute)

"I want to wake up next to you for the rest of our lives."

"Just... stay in my arms ok?"

Baking with Suna probably wasn't a good idea, not when half of the time he spends "prepping" the ingredients is really time spent watching you.

"This wasn't a good idea." There's flour everywhere as you laugh at Suna coughing at the flour in his lungs, a grimace on his face at the feeling of powder in his throat.

There's flour on the counters, the floor, Suna's hair and face, and soon, your face as Suna leans in for a kiss.

"You have flour on your face." You playfully pull your face away from his reach as he laughs and kisses your cheek anyways, the powder from his lips transferring to your face.

"I wish time would stop, just so I could watch you forever."

There's a stupid grin on his face, and his words fluster you to the point of a soft laugh as he grabs your hands in his and pulls you into his arms

"You look so dumb with flour on your face." There's an affectionate look in his eyes as he sways you in his arms, bowl of uncooked dough forgotten on the counter.

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shokobuns · 3 years

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“still?” - 21. epilogue: happy birthday, rin!

word count: 0.5k

warnings: suggested sex, cussing, atsumu getting slapped

“tsumu, get your damn ass behind the fucking couch, NOW!”

“bold of you to assume the couch can cover my juicy voluminous dumptruck ass!”

“you’re fucking annoying! osamu’s gonna be here with him any minute!”

you nudge kiyoomi who proceeds to force atsumu’s body downwards and he falls to the ground with a loud thud. your mouth opens in shock and atsumu groans at the pain, you giggle, almost dropping the cake in your hands. “that’s what happens when you don’t fucking listen!”

“suck my dick!”

“no thank you.” kita replies instantly.

you turn to your old captain, giving him a thumbs up and he smiles back. all of you were in the dark, anticipating the click of the lock that signified that your boyfriend was home. voices, one of them definitely being osamu, could be heard outside and it made you both nervous and excited at the same time.

click.

“happy birthday!”

everyone jumped up, the cake in your hands being held tight, streamers popping from every direction, sakusa unenthusiastically holding a bottle of liquor, komori with a party hat that barely fit his head. kita held a lighter to the candle of the cake while everyone sang in their own spots, with the exception of you cautiously walking towards suna.

he looked at you with a twinkle in his eye and a smile that contrasted his usual disinterested expression, making your face flush. with a final happy birthday, he blew out the candles before cupping your cheeks and catching your lips in a deep kiss.

“suna, you’re gonna make her drop the fucking cake!” osamu yelled, immediately taking the platter away from you and setting it on the table.

“am i not allowed to kiss my girlfriend on my birthday?” he joked, pulling you close to his chest.

“you mean our girlfriend?” atsumu teased, earning a slap on the back of the head from sakusa and another from aran. the rest of the jackadlers shrank.

“don’t even joke about that. now where’s my boyfriend?”

“here” kenma raised his hand, “i left you a little gift in your room.”

“thanks, bro.”

“no problem.

the atmosphere was overall comfortable, everyone already tipsy or chomping down on the food osamu had brought. you sat on the couch on suna’s lap with his arms wrapped around you, his lips pressing small kisses to the sides of your face from time to time as aran recalled the supply closet incident. while the sounds of different conversations filled the room, he leaned in close to your ear, “so are you gonna give me my real birthday present later?”

“what ever are you talking about, my dear boyfriend? premarital sex is not allowed in this christian household.” you reply sarcastically, pecking his cheek.

“so i guess i have to marry you at some point, then?”

“rin what-”

“you heard me.”

“you can’t just say stuff like that if you’re not serious-”

“i’m serious.”

you felt like you were seventeen again, your heartbeat quickening and palms getting sweaty. “you really want to marry me someday?” you ask, a grin plastered on your face.

“why wouldn’t i?”

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dokifluffs · 4 years

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Playing with their Hands | Sosuke, Makoto, Rin

Pairings: Sosuke X Reader (gender neutral), Makoto X Reader (gender neutral), and Rin X Reader (gender neutral)

Genre: soft, cute fluff that called me single in 3 languages

Author’s Note: d-do i still have any free! readers 😅😅

Sosuke:

soft rain tapped on the window of his dorm, the air con blowing peacefully, keeping the room cool

you sat on his neatly made bed sitting on his plush covers as he sat on the floor, leaned back to the edge of his bed

the two of you studied, occasionally asking each other about something but aside from that, that was it

“Sos? Are you okay?” you glanced up when you saw him roll his shoulder, his hands brushing over his muscle in your peripheral. You had noticed this all day. “Is your shoulder hurting?”

“it’s... fine,” you didn’t miss the short, sharp intake of air as he went back to reading a page he had been on for the past almost twenty minutes

“Is it really?” you moved to the edge of the bed sitting right in front of his shoulder

you set your book to the side and massaged his shoulder just a bit

“what if the surgery isn’t successful... and I have to stop swimming?” His teal eyes glistened as he turned his head up to you, meeting yours

you didn’t know what to say. You knew how passionate Sosuke was with swimming

Swimming was his life and his future and it was like a scale. If the surgery went wrong, it could tip the scale way off balance, knocking it over. But, if the surgery was successful, it would even out the uneven balance on the scale

“I don’t want to say it’ll all be okay nor that I don’t know and brush you off, but I think no matter what happens, I think there will be a way for you to keep swimming, even if it might not be on the world stage like you dreamed of.”

You paused your massage and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your heads leaning into each other, his hand reaching to yours, thumb rubbing the back of your hand

“I’ll be right outside when you go in and when you come back out,” you pressed a kiss to his cheek as you played with his hands now, both of your eyes watching the ministrations

Makoto: googles: how to be a cat

your bodies were sat close together on the metro as it zipped through the icy, wintry city

the metro was empty for once

the two of you shared an ear bud that played music from his phone in his pocket, your leaned on his shoulder and his on top of yours

“How about here?” you held up your phone showing one of the restaurants nearby where the two of you were headed

“I’m fine with anything,” he chimed. He really was since today meant that it was just the two of you. He glanced down to you, his heart swelling seeing the way your eyes focused yet your hand playing with his

he held his hand open up to you, resting it on his leg. You swirled your fingertips in circles on his palm, occasionally tracing the length of his fingers before returning back to his palm

your eyes were busy reading the reviews of the restaurants so the way you played with his hand was more of a subconscious thing which he found adorable

you sighed and tucked your phone away and drew your attention to his hand

you brought your hands to his, his way bigger than yours. you pressed your palm to his, his warmth seeping in

You traced the lines in his palms, tickling him but what he loved the most was when you did this:

Starting from the bottom of his hand, you slid your hand into his, intertwining your fingers around his. you then pushed each of his fingers down around yours

“Are you cold?” you looked up to him, your other hand pressed to the back of his

“Mm-”

“I’ll keep you warm, Makoto,” you brought your intertwined hands to your lips, pressing kisses to his knuckles, instantly warming him up, especially in the face as his cheeks and ears now glowed red

you indeed kept him warm for the rest of the day and always since the day he met you

Rin:

The sun painted the walls with golden and orange hues, the sky on fire outside as the sun set beyond the horizon

the same fire burning in the sky seeped into his bedroom

You laid warmly beside Rin, your feet’s dangling off the end of his bed, laying on his arm wrapped around your form, one of your legs bent and resting over his

You were surrounded by the scent of him, his body fresh out the shower laying on his bed

His fingers danced along your skin as the two of laid still with the world, the room filling with soft mumbles and talk about each other’s days

For brief moments, the two of your voices stopped, letting the feeling of the sun pour into the room, the feeling of each other’s touch soak into yours and his skin

The mattress dipped around the two of your weights, holding the two of you closely to each other

You could hear the faint sound of his heart beating in his chest from how you laid partially on it

his fingers danced their way down your arm as he peered down to you, your cheek squished into his body, his heart melting in his chest seeing how at ease you were with him

the way your eyes looked into his, his mind stopped, one of the powers you held over him

he was entranced by everything you were, every moment he could share with you

your hand intertwined with his as he swirled the tips of his fingers around your palm, tickling your hand

he was worn from today’s meet, intense as always but it was nothing less of what he expected entering the world’s stage

his chest rose and fell slowly as his consciousness drifted like the current on a sandy beach, a content smile on his lips as he felt you bring your hand up closer to your face, your lips being tenderly pushed into the back of his own

a feeling he never wanted to go away

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nishisun · 3 years

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DORM BUDDIES

12. what the ✨fawk✨ 😀

summary: you’re in need of a new dorm buddy because your current roommate sucks and tsukishima might just be the perfect candidate.

DORM BUDDIES MASTERLIST

warnings: smut 🙄, bokuto’s a jerk in this one.

Once you arrived at akaashi and bokuto’s shared dorm, Bokuto happily greeted you with a hug.

“Hey bo, how are you?” you said, still not breaking the hug because bokuto was hugging you tightly.

He buried his head in the crook of your neck and didn’t say anything for a while, so you both just stood there for some moments in silence as bokuto refused to let go. You let him because you found it cute how clingy he was.

“I’m good,” he mumbled, his breath tickling the skin of your neck. “just missed you, is all.”

without breaking the hug, he moved his hands that were on the back of your waist and slid them right beneath your ass. He began to softly rub the back of your thigh, all while the entrance door was still open.

When you didn’t move his hand away he took that as an okay to continue. He began to kiss your neck softly, getting a soft moan out of you.

“Bo,” you said softly, trying to warn bokuto that the door was still wide open and anyone could see.

He doesn’t respond, instead he taps your thigh softly, signaling you to jump and carries you to his room.

The place was quiet, so that probably meant that akaashi wasn’t at home.

Bokuto closed the door and pushed you against the wall and pulled you in for a needy kiss, tongues tangling with one another. The kiss was rough, really rough, but you didn’t mind because it’s been so long since you and Bokuto have done this.

This whole situation was escalating so quickly that you forgot why Bokuto called you over.

He placed you softly on the bed and pulled the leggings you were wearing, as well as your panties.

“fuck, so wet,” he kneeled down, then used his thumb to capture your slick and softly glided it against your clit. He blew softly at your pussy getting a whimper out of you.

“How is your dumbass already so wet. This all for me?” He then went in and licked your pussy and any normal person wouldn’t have noticed. In fact, his tounge barely managed to touch it, but you were so sensitive, you could feel the the way the wet muscle captured your juices and you arched your back.

“stop teasing you dickhead,” is all you managed to say. You started to squirm, which made Bokuto laugh at your neediness. He decided to shove one finger in your hole, but didn’t thrust.

“now why should I listen to you?” he said. He waited for you to say something, anything, but as soon as you managed to speak up he shoved another finger, thrusting at an extremely fast pace.

“flirting with tsukishima like that,” he continued to thrust, but this time he thrusting into you slow and hard. “you know i get.”

You tried to respond but the pleasure was way too overwhelming. What did he mean by flirting with tsukishima? Your mind was blurred and you couldn’t really care for what he was rambling about, even though he knew you liked to joke around but flirting? He kept thrusting, his pace getting quicker each second, but this time you didn’t feel pleasure. He was going way too fast and hard.

you felt pain?

“Ah, bo,” you patted his forearm trying to tell him to stop but his grip on your thighs tighten. “Bokuto, ow! Stop!”

The pain felt so unusual. it was weird. this whole situation was weird. Why did bokuto randomly call you over for this? What got him so riled up? You looked up to see Bokuto, who looked like he was in a world of his own, not even aware that he was hurting you. You lifted yourself up and tapped his shoulder trying to snap him out of his haze.

“Bokuto, are you okay?” You asked, hand resting on his shoulder.

“Fuck y/n, I’m so sorry, I didnt even notice what-”

“Hey, Hey. It’s fine, you dumbass.” You teased, giving him a reassuring smile. He smiled back softly, but it was obviously a fake one. Something was up with him. He was acting very strange.

“Bokuto what’s wrong,” you asked, “you’ve been acting weird and I’m concerned. Is there something bothering you?”

He looked down for a moment before you look up at you and didn’t say anything. He used the thumb that was covered with your wetness to softly rub the area.

“You’ve always been so caring.” he said, letting out a small sigh.

“Shut up, you’re so cheesy.” You laughed at and he pouted a bit, which only made you giggle in response.

“I was trying to set the mood again.” He said crossing his arms.

“Well too late for that,” you said, getting up and giving his cheek a little pat before wearing your panties and leggings.

“You’re no fun,” he said looking at you dress up again.

“Yeah, yeah, you say that all the time.” This time both of you let out a small laugh as you picked up your things.

“Uh bo,” you said.

“yeah?”

“Do you want me to do something about.. that?” You pointed at the tent that was formed in his grey sweatpants.

“I’ll fix it, it’s getting late anyways you should go.” He said as he laughed nervously.

“wait but didn’t you want to talk about something-”

“I’ll just text you, you really need to go now, bye, love you y/n!” He said guiding you to the door, basically pushing you the way there.

God, he was acting so strange, you thought to yourself.

AYOOO sorry i didn’t post in over a week 😔 but i already have part 13 made for y’all 😁😁🙏

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keisurin · 3 years

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#your tears

#ft; atsumu, suna x fem!reader

#he saw you crying, how does he comfort you?

atsumu, probably hesitant about comforting you. he never was the best at doing it anyways, he thought he’d just make you cry more.

almost planned to call your friend to check on you but even to him it was a shitty idea so he gathered all of his courage to ask you what’s wrong. not getting any answer, he would sit down beside you, ask if you want the company. even if you said no, he stayed. he would rather die than leave you alone while in this state. he won’t talk, he’ll use his actions, he’s listened to kita and remembered one time he said actions speak louder than words.

you hugged your legs, covered your face with your hands. he didn’t want to force you to look at him. instead, wrapped his arm around your shoulder’s, resting his head on yours. slowly you softened to his caress and relaxed yourself onto him. your hands left your face and fell on your lap. there was still some tears glistening on them but atsumu slowly slipped his hands into yours. “y/n,” he checked if you were ready to talk.

no response.

“you don’t have to tell me anything, but i’m here for you, and i love you,” this was the softest you’ve seen atsumu ever. you avoided talking, you knew if you talked again you’d just cry more. you just looked to his face, he had the warmest smile plastered on. you leaned in for a small kiss as he kissed back. “i love you too,” you whispered. he lifted your hand, kissing it on the top, “i know,” he cheekily said making you giggle a bit.

suna is another one that’s scared to be the one there to comfort you. his only way was to try his best using humor to cheer you up. “n/n, need me to beat someone up for you?” he asks as his forehead is against yours. he’ll often try to spark up a joke to make you laugh. maybe tell you some funny gossip or something that happened during his volleyball practice or class.

if that doesn’t work, he’ll put more effort into action. if you guys were out he’d bring you straight to his place. “come on let’s go to disneyland,” he says holding your hand while giving you his handkerchief so that you can wipe your tears. yea he refers to his house as disneyland. when you get there he gives you a set of his clothes to change into and when you guys are done freshening up, he’ll tackle you onto his bed, making you pinch your lips together to hide your smile. simple things suna did made you smile somehow.

you laid on your back as suna laid on his side so that he could see your face. it seemed like your tears just wouldn’t stop. he uses his thumb to wipe them away, his gaze on your making it hard not to look back at him. “you’re beautiful you know that?” he smiles. you softly smile at the compliment but you just couldn’t bring yourself to talk.

“y/n y/n what happened?” he’ll try to get an answer out of you. isn’t too demanding he just wants to know if he can help. “it doesn’t matter rin.” he’d bite your shoulders to annoy you, “i understand if you don’t want to talk about it, but if ever you do, just know that it matters to me. you know i don’t like seeing you sad.” he’s always so truthful and soft about what he says. his words to you alone tell you he loves you. eventually you relax more, you open up on what’s going on, he gives you advice along the way, anything to support you.

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yourstarvic · 3 years

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You quickly were knocking the door, aggressively whispering yelling, “Sara! Yui! Open the door! Please!”

After a few more seconds go your knocking, Sara aggressively opened the door. Glaring at you since you woke her up, she whispered yelled at you, “What do you want.”

“Rin and I kissed,” You whispered in panic. Hearing the new information, Sara’s eyes instantly widen and her jaw dropped down in shock. She let out a whisper scream, causing you to do the same as well. “I know,” you whispered back, barging in the room.

“What is going on?” Yui asked, rubbing her eyes as she looked at both of you.

“(Y/n) and Rin kissed,” Sara whispered back, pointing at you as you went to her bed and flopped on it.

“What!” Yui whispered yelled, sitting up from your bed in an alarming manner.

“I know!” Sara said back. As well as you did but in Sara’s pillow. You all then let out an airy yell in panic. “Why are we whispering!” Sara yelled in the middle of the yelling.

“I don’t know,” Yui said in her normal voice. “But what happened (Y/n).”

Taking a deep breath, you got up for the bed and started to pace back and forth in the center of the room. Sara moved to sit next to Yui, both watching you curiously. Taking another deep breath, you stood in front of the two Itachiyama managers. “So um,” you started, “Rin prepared something in the gym… and we were talking…. And then we kissed…”

“We need more detail,” Sara with a creased eyebrow.

“Just tell us about the kiss,” Yui said, not caring about the events before.

“It was so good,” you whimpered, started to describe the details with hand movements. “So, so good! It was slow and passionate but there were times it was rough and fast. As if I died, went to heaven, saw my dead ancestors, said hi to them, and went back down to my body. He just took me! And he was towering over me and putting his body on me but not his whole body, you know?”

“No, I do not,” Yui smirked, looking at you with amusement.

“Where were your hands?” Sara asked, wanting to know me.

“First it was being his neck,” you showed with your hands, “but then it went to his hair. And I kinda tugged on it, but like in a nice, gently, but rough way. And I swear I heard a small moan, but that’s beside the point.”

“Did Suna walk you back to the dorm and kissed you goodbye?” Yui asked.

“What?” You said with a dumbfounded expression.

“(Y/n),” Sara said seriously, “did you left Suna in the gym?”

“W-Well…” you said with a tight lip smile.

“Huh?” They both said in confusion.

“I told him it was time to go to bed…” you gulped.

“…”

“You’re an idiot.”

“I panicked,” you said loudly, “I didn’t know what to do!”

“You could have stayed!” Yui yelled back.

“I know!” You said, “But in my defense, he asked something that I wanted to avoid…”

“Huh?”

“So um… this is what happened…”

“See…” Suna said hoarsely, “That didn’t change anything.”

“Rin…” That was all you could whisper, feeling this thumb slightly tugging on your bottom lip. Your hands trailed down from his face down to his biceps, gripping them. “I-” you started, but couldn’t find the words to say anything.

“You don’t have to say anything,” Suna whispered, slowly opening his eyes. He saw how your hair sprawled around you, your cheeks had a red tint and your lips were slightly swollen from the kiss. “But you do need a breath mint.”

Your eye twitched at his words in anger. You opened your eyes to glare at him, seeing he was smirking down at you. You gripped his arms harder, making him wince in pain. “What…Did…You…Say?” You told him in a dark tone.

“I said,” Suna leaned his head back, taking his hand away from your face and place it on the floor next to your head, “you need a breath mint.”

“You jerk,” you yelled at him. Pushing him off of you and straddling him in a seating position as you hold on to the collar of his shirt. Tugging on it harshly, you winged him back and forth as you yelled at him, “That’s all you have to say! You need a breath mint? You jerk! You can’t say that to someone after having a kiss, an amazing kiss!”

“You think the kiss was amazing?” He smirked, holding your hands to pry them off his shirt.

“I never said that,” you stop tugging on the collar. “I just said kiss.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Yes, I did.”

The two of you went back and forth at it. And just as a few minutes before, it led to the both of you kissing once again. Letting go of the collar of his shirt, you wrapped your arms around his neck and his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling each other closer.

The two of you clinging to each other, trying to be close to each other as possible. But in-between the kiss, the two of you would mutter small sentences.

“We should stop,” you muttered before you kissed him again.

“We should,” Suna agreed, doing the same as you.

“This is crossing the line.” Kiss.

“It is.” Kiss.

“We really should stop.” Kiss.

“We could.” Kiss.

The two of you did stop after a few moments. Slowly breaking away from his lips, both of you leaned your forehead against each other. “That was…” you trailed off.

“Amazing?” Suna slightly smirked, bring up what you said earlier.

“I hate you.”

“I don’t know,” Suna nudged his nose with yours, “that kiss says differently.”

“Oh please,” you scoffed, leaning back slightly.

“But,” Suna whispered, “does that mean we are dating now?”

“Dating?” You gulped, backing away from him.

“Yeah?” Suna nodded slowly, letting go of your face and put it planted on the floor.

“Like a date, date?” You said, trying to register the events.

“Like a date, date.”

“Boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“Boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“W-With feelings for each other?”

“I mean…” Suna shrugged, “and we figure that out along the way?”

“It’s getting late,” you said with a tight lip. Getting up and looked down at him, seeing you were looking at you with wide eyes, “We should get some sleep since we are leaving tomorrow, goodnight.”

“So um…” You told the two girls with an awkward laugh and finger guns, “that’s what happened.”

“Oh.”

“My.”

“God,” they both said together, looking at you with disbelief.

“Yeah…” You nodded, “Not proud of myself.”

“Well, do you want to be with him?” Sara genuinely asked you.

To which you shrugged your shoulders at her, “I don’t know…”

“How do you not know?” Yui looked at you with disbelief. Standing up from the bed, she walked over to you and grab your shoulders, shaking you, “He is hot! And you know him since you moved to Japan when you were little!”

“I don’t know!” You said as she was shaking you, “I’m confused!”

“There’s nothing to be confused about!” Yui yelled back, “Do you like him or not!”

“Maybe!” You yelled, trying to make Yui stop shaking you, “I’m terrible with figuring out my feelings!”

“What’s his favorite food?” Yui asked, continuing to shake you.

“Fruit jelly sticks!”

“What does he love to do?”

“Take naps!”

“What his favorite color?”

“Black!”

“Do you like him?”

“Yes!”

Right when you answer her question, you looked at her in shock. She stopped shaking you, giving you a mischievous smile. “Wait,” you started.

“I knew it!” Yui yelled triumphantly.

“I-It was in a friendly way!” You tried to explain.

“You like him!” Yui teased you.

“Shut up,” Sara said coldly to the both of you, cause you to tense at her voice. “You’re yelling and we could get it trouble.”

“S-Sorry,” You and Yui said shyly.

“But anyway,” Sara sighed, giving you a smile, “it’s clear you like him, (Y/n). Base on your disruption of the kiss and that you kissed him twice is a sign.”

“But-”

“No buts,” Sara said firmly. “I know you are confused. Think about your feelings for him and talk to him. In the meantime, go to bed. You are leaving back to Hyogo tomorrow, and you need your rest.”

Letting out a sigh in defeat, you nodded your head. You thanked them for listening o you and bid them goodnight as you left. You went back to your room, making sure to stay quiet went inside your room. Laying inked, you stared at the ceiling, trying to think bout the events. Gently placing your fingertip on your lips as you thought of the kiss.

Does he have a feeling for me? Do I have feelings for him? I thought he wanted me with Osamu? Why did he say that if he said the kiss didn't mean anything...

Meanwhile….

“Why did I say that,” Suna muttered, feeling the embarrassment crawling all over his body. He now laid in his bed, already done cleaning up in the gym and returning the projector to Komori. With his hands covering his eyes, Suna let out a whine, review the events of tonight.

Why did I kiss her? Did she kiss me?

“I’ll talk to her tomorrow about it,” Suna whispered. “Besides… it won’t change us… Even if I did ask her out…”

Yeah… Talk to her….

MASTERPOST-PREV-NEXT

FUN FACTS:

Suna and Osamu would play pranks on Atsumu and see who can get him to blow up first.

A guy once tried confessed to (Y/n). It was before practice started in the gym where everyone could watch. He wanted to seem bold and confident but everyone on the team was glaring at him he ended up running out of the gym.

Aran, Kita, Omimi, and Akagi would study together.

No one knows that (Y/n) moved to Japan when she was a baby, expect for Suna, Kita, and Aran. Everyone else thinks she was born in Japan.

Atsumu once told a dirty joke to (Y/n) thinking she would find it funny since everyone thought it was funny, including Kita. She didn't didn’t show up to practice until she thought about the joke when she was studying and laughed.

Every Valentines day and White day, everyone on the team would have a competition on who would get the most chocolates and confessions. Kita and (Y/n) share the number one spot. Aran is second followed by Suna. Osamu and Atsumu are tied for fourth place.

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suganovakawa · 4 years

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hey!! if you’d like, I’d like to request an iwaizumi x reader where he’s always seen his crush w long hair but one day they come to school and they chopped it all off and it’s now a over their shoulders?? It’d mean the world to me as i just chopped all my hair off but it’s totally ok if you don’t want to! Have a nice day love

this prompt is the break i needed from abusing hajime thank u for this i finally get to write some fluff for the one person i just keep h u r t i n g

cut to perfection.

✧ ｡ pairing : hajime iwaizumi x fem!reader.

✧ ｡ genre : sweet sweet fluff it’s about damn time—

✧ ｡ synopsis : after secretly crushing on you for some time now, hajime builds the confidence to approach you, after you come to aoba johsai one day with a fresh, short haircut.

✧ ｡ word count : 1.5k

gen masterlist.

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⠀he was the first one to notice. the way you had ended up getting your hair chopped off, perhaps a day before. he blinked, once or twice, when he observed you walking through the school doors. at first, the difference didn't hit him. something was different about you, hajime was just too muddled in his mind to think straight.

reading your actions as you spoke to your friends, his eyes trailed to your fingers, noticing how every few seconds, they'd entangle within the strands of your hair, before returning them back at your sides. the pattern continued for a little bit, and the realization hit him before he could feel embarrassed about watching you for so long - you had cut your hair.

he considered bashing his head into a wall for being so oblivious to the obvious change, just him ogling and staring like a creep for no reason, when he couldn't even recognize the change of hair length. of course, he wasn't close enough to listen to your conversations, but watching you smile and laugh at jokes he had no involvement in, still made his heart aflutter.

he thought about your new hairstyle, comparing it to the last. there were moments he had imagined you with new hair in the past, but now that it was actually real, he couldn't imagine you with long hair again. the way your hair came up and shaped around the contours of your face, watching the revitalized and clean cut ends of your new do moving around the blades of your shoulders with a subtle bounce, signs of its breathtaking rejuvenation.

iwaizumi wanted to go up and compliment you, the corners of his lips protruding a guilty smile as he marveled in your new haircut, admiring it from afar. you two were friends, of course, but something about you scared him to the core. maybe it was a fear of being rejected by you? the internalized panic was in vain, he hadn't even asked you out to go anywhere, nor was he ever planning to; at least, not anytime soon.

"you're being creepy, iwa-chan." the ace jolted out of la la land at the teasing voice of his volleyball captain, the smirk stretched such pompous lips, easy to see. clicking his tongue, oikawa shook his head as he let out a light laugh. "y/n will think you're a creep if you just stare like that. clean yourself up, i think you're drooling a little bit."

"shut up, i was not staring." his lips forming a slight pout, iwaizumi's cheeks tinted a pinkish hue as his eyes slid away from both you and the fellow third year sitting next to him. "don't be saying such things, i'll kick your ass."

"y/n's hair looks really nice today, doesn't it?" ignoring the threat completely, tooru chuckled as he rested his chin on his hands, tilting his head to face you next. hajime's eyes followed his direction, noticing that you had noticed and waved in their direction. oikawa simply waved back, while iwa panicked and looked at his lap. "she got it done yesterday after school, she's been pretty self-conscious of it today, though. she's been so used to having her hair long that this is a strange adjustment for her."

"self-conscious? why is she self-conscious about it?" his head popped back up almost immediately, his face confused. "her hair suits her perfectly. i think she looks... wonderful." he was bashful of his own bluntness, his voice slowly dying down as he realized the words that were leaving his mouth.

"yeah, but you know, it would be better if she actually knew you thought that way. can't just say it behind her back and expect her to read your mind."

"what, are you saying that you went up to her today about her hair?" rolling his eyes, he shook his head and scoffed.

"i did, actually. i made sure to tell her that her new haircut was beautiful." grinning proudly, he nodded his head almost in a bragging matter, his arms crossed loosely after he fixed the sleeves of his uniform. "she thanked me, but she asked me on how you felt about her hair though, iwa-chan."

"she what?" hajime's eyes popped open as tooru simply shrugged. taking him forcefully by the shoulders, shaking him determinedly. "don't you dare give me the silent treatment, shittykawa. what did you say? tell me, what?"

"i simply told her that the only one who can tell her of your opinion on her hair is you, of course." he whined a bit as iwaizumi flicked his forehead with an annoyed glare, shaking his head in disbelief as oikawa rubbed the sore spot. "what? i wasn't going to tell her your opinion for you. stop being such a chicken and do it yourself."

"i'm going to get you back for this." muttering quietly as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, hajime stood up hesitantly. he walked away after tooru flashed him a thumbs up.

"iwaizumi!" you noticed him immediately as he bashfully made his way towards you with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his uniform trousers. his lips were quivering slightly, but you paid no mind to it as your own nerves were running a mile a minute. "how are you?"

"i'm doing alright, thank you." he replied quietly, his eyes finding it hard to maintain on you. your face began to heat up at the awkwardness, but because you had cut your hair, you had a harder time hiding your embarrassment behind the safe confines of your hair. "there's something i wanted to mention quickly, though. before i end up psyching myself out."

tilting your head quizzically, you moved your hair out of your eyes and looked up at him. "what's up?" you asked.

"i think your new haircut looks amazing," he said quickly, as if saying it in anything less than one breath would be the end of him. "you're... very beautiful. beautiful then, beautiful now."

you were stunned, your face revealing genuine surprise as your jaw dropped slightly, your lips parting as your system shut down in an attempt to register everything that was said. hajime noticed your malfunction and reached forward, concerned with your reaction. "y/n, are you okay? was that too much? i'm so sorry, i didn't know how else to - "

"thank you!" you rebooted quickly enough to pull him into a quick hug without thinking, your face glowing in both joy and fluster as your heart light, a smile taking over your lips. "gee, i was terrified you wouldn't like it."

"it suits you perfectly, y/n. i didn't even realize you had cut your hair at first, it was that well-fitting." iwa laughed after you broke apart from the sudden embrace, his hand sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. "either that, or i'm just an idiot. it's probably that."

shaking your head immediately, your arms fell at their sides comfortably. "nonsense," you responded lightheartedly. "it makes it easier for me to get used to this new cut, now that i know you like it." realizing what you said too late, your hands made way to your mouth, clasping it shut. "oh that's humiliating..." you grumbled, muffled by the barricade provided by your hands.

"actually, i... i've been meaning to ask you something, too." you lowered your hands and watched hajime smile wider, reaching forward to take you by the hand, a move that not even he thought he had the guts to do. "i could, uh... take you out after school? it wouldn't be much, maybe out to a cafe or something... as like, a study date or just.... a date..." stumbling over his words, he turned his eyes to the wall, unable to keep eye contact with the awkwardness of the situation. "of course, it doesn't have to be a date, i'm just suggesting - "

"i would love to, iwaizumi." his head faced you once more, taking a deep breath once he had a view of your approval grin. "a date it is. i'm free once the final bell rings."

"right, right. me too." letting go of your hand to place his own back in his pockets, he shrugged shyly. "i'll see you after school?"

"after school." you nodded in agreement, your elated action showcasing your excitement. "i'll see you then, iwaizumi!"

"yeah, bye." after watching you head off, hajime silently punched a fist to the air, feeling victorious as he walked back to the others, a large smile spread across his lips as he awaited the final bell.

his smile went away the moment he caught mattsun and makki handing over money to oikawa, who was busy laughing and waving the yen he won in iwaizumi's direction. shaking his head as he made his way over to the three, he looked to the clock and sighed, knowing he'd be stuck with these nincompoops for even longer.

however long he had to wait for the final bell to go off, every second was worth the time he spent with you after school.

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volleychumps · 4 years

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hi! just dropping in to say i love your writing! if it’s not too much, could you possibly write a fluffy scenario or hc where you hold hands for the first time with any of the hq boys of your choice and you both are super flustered yet happy? 👉👈 thank you 🥺

AIGHT CAFFEINE DON’T FAIL ME NOW.

First Time Holding Hands (w/ Sugawara, Iwaizumi, Yamaguchi, and Akaashi)

Warning(s): none

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Sugawara

-“Why are you so far away?” “...What? Who is?”

- glances back with an easy smile on his face at you, tilting his head slightly as you pretend like you don’t know what he’s talking about

- chuckles lightly before fake-pouting, overdramatically sighing with a hand rested over his heart

- “My cute girlfriend doesn’t even want me to walk her home from school-” “You know that’s not it!!!”

- Loves seeing you flustered, but lightens up the teasing because he knows how easily worked up you get

- “It’s fine. I’m used to not being loved.”

- smile grows when you huff, bashfully catch up to him in a few long strides, walking alongside him with heat in your cheeks

- “Happy?” you mumble, heart beating out of control as his eyes close with a wide grin at your question

- grabs your bag strap before you can walk any further, slowly taking it away from you to shoulder it onto his own as you blink in confusion

- he would never say it but he was kind of freaking out too

- slips his hand into yours gently, feeling you stiffen before relaxing, making him just cherish you in that moment as you blink owlishly at him in the setting sun

- your hand was so warm how cute

- kisses your knuckle to top it off, knowing your fuse was about to bust eventually out of embarrassment

- walks along casually, pocketing your hand in his jacket pocket while winking at you as he tugs you along

- “Much.” “I hate you!”

Iwaizumi

- “Dude you haven’t even-” “Shut up.”

- glares at a giggling Hanamaki and Matsukawa as Iwaizumi bites into his curry bun a bit more violently than usual

- “Ooooh want me to help you practice-” “Don’t come near me, shittykawa.”

- to be honest you both were really awkward when it came to this kind of stuff, because being in a new relationship from being best friends had different kind of boundaries

- “Look. I’ll show you.” “Oikawa, uh, maybe you shouldn’t-”

- is half-expecting Oikawa to grab his hand anyways, but instead the brunette is strolling his way over to you across the lunch room

- “Oh he is not-” “I think he is!”

- gaze hardens immediately when your other best friend approaches you, Oikawa talking to you with a bright grin on his face as you listen on in slight confusion

- so when he watches Oikawa raises his palm up, seeming to ask you to compare hand-sizes, he’s borderline seething

- Hanamaki and Matsukawa both have their hands covered over their mouths laughing like this isn’t happening

- stands up immediately when you hesitantly raise your hand up to meet Oikawa’s, allowing him to interlace your fingers-

- “Hajime?!” ignores you as he casually throws you over his shoulder, making sure to keep your skirt down and away from prying eyes as Oikawa pales on the spot

- “I’ll deal with you later.” As he ignores Oikawa’s soldier-salute with a terrified look in his eyes, walking out into an empty hallway as you amusedly glance down at your boyfriend

- “So you say you don’t get jealous-” “Shush. You’re not off the hook either.”

- rolls his eyes at your giggles as you lean against the hallway when he finally sets you down, looking up with a grin at your boyfriend

- “Something you needed?” “....Hand.”

- sighs as if he’s annoyed when you blink in confusion, looking off in the other direction before holding his hand out

- “...just...give me your hand, will you?” “Iwa, we’ve been holding hands since we were kids...”

- Ignores your giggles as you take his hand in yours, feeling a completely different feeling overwhelm him when he realizes he’s holding your hand as your boyfriend

- just kind of stands there, tracing his thumbs along the lines of your hand before his cheeks begin to darken

- “You can let go if you want-” “No.”

- Tightens his hold, pulling you into him as you melt into his embrace, smiling into his shoulder as he mumbles into your hair, hands finding your waist

- “...let’s just stay like this awhile.” “Tooru really got to you, didn’t he-?” “Don’t say his name.”

Yamaguchi

- First date with this baby boy means he’s probably a nervous wreck the whole time, tbh

- probably trying to hold your hand the whole time, but can’t work up enough courage because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable :(

- No for real he tried during the movie but you thought he wanted some popcorn, so instead of your hand he got buttery fingers so he definitely could not hold your hand

- “You could’ve just said so, Yama!” “Haha yeah. M-My mistake.”

- Lord help this boy

- but when you were at the cafe, sitting side by side in a booth as you talk about the movie, you begin nodding off sleepily

- “Are you tired?! I can take you home right...now...” trails off when you plop your head down onto his shoulder, humming that you were fine before beginning to play with his finger tips absent-mindedly

- Eyes widen and he stiffens like a board before you feel it, and you giggle a bit nervously before straightening

- “Sorry, I...didn’t mean to make this weird. I’m gonna grab a hot chocolate and we can go, alright?”

- doesn’t answer as you slip out of the booth, a feeling of disappointment settling in both your stomachs before Yamaguchi swallows back his nervousness, slipping out after you a few minutes after when you have your beverage

- walks quietly behind you as he tries to find the right moment, eyes widening when he sees you yelp at how close a car was coming alongside the road of the sidewalk

- “Come here.” as he pulls you softly by the shoulder and hand, switching you to his other side

- “I’ll walk by the r-road...” breath catches in his throat when you smile, tightening your hold on his hand as he feels his chest finally relax

- “Tadashi your hand is on fire.” “D-Did you have to say something about it?!”

Akaashi

- he thought it was cute that you were shy

- but he draws the line when you’re literally physically affectionate with everyone but him

- “Uh, I don’t know man, maybe it’s because you’re her boyfriend?” Konoha tilts his head as you quite literally let Bokuto give you a bear hug in the background

- isn’t the type to get annoyed easily, but when you’re willing to hug Bokuto more than him, he feels a lick of fiery irritation in his stomach

- “...so I’m guessing you haven’t kissed her yet-” “Konoha, please stop talking.”

- literally is so smart but cannot comprehend why you always walk a good three feet behind him, or shy away from his motions to hold you

- gets so upset about it he asks Bokuto for help

- desperate times call for desperate measures

- so that’s how you end up confusedly following Bokuto’s directions to Akaashi, and you shyly peek your head into the boy’s locker room just as Akaashi is shrugging his jacket on

- “Ready to go home?” “Mhm.”

- the original plan was to be a “man” and just grab your hand while cornering you against the lockers, flustering you until you tell him the truth-

- but come on this is Akaashi Keiji, gentleman of the century

- backs out of it with a light sigh, smiling a gentle smile at you before nodding his head slightly, walking up to you carefully as you begin to fidget nervously

- “...My sleeve.” “H-Huh?”

- clears his throat, looking away before turning around

- “It’s okay if you’re uncomfortable for now, but how about holding my sleeve to start? That’s only if you’re okay with it, of course.”

- breathes through a heavy beat of silence before a warm feeling encases his hand, and he glances back at you in shock

- “I just...um, really like you, so I kind of freak out because you’re just so...perfect? Is that the right word?”

- smiles at your rambling before shaking his head lightly, turning to face you fully as his blue eyes look into yours lovingly

- “...May I?” “Y-yes...?”

- slowly keeps his hand in yours while the other cups your face, slender fingers gliding through your hair as you will yourself to stay still along with your heart beat

- kisses you on the forehead as if you were fragile, and you tremble a little, prompting him to pull back with a gentle look

- “We’ll take it as slow as you want, at whatever pace you want, okay?” as he traces your cheeks, watching a soft smile pass your face before his tone hardens

- “Just no more hugging Bokuto. I swear I can give better hugs than him.” “...’Kaashi, you’re so cute.”

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arhvste · 4 years

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next stop iwa-chan!

“i’m sayin that i love you everyday and i know that you love me, baby admit it”

CHAPTER CONTINUES UNDER THE CUT

“hey you.”

“so, this is our apartment for now huh?”

iwaizumi smiled gently and brought a hand up to cup the girls cheek, his calloused hands delicately ghosting over her warm skin.

“mhm, what’s mine is yours for however long it is you’re staying with me.”

stroking his thumb over her cheekbones, iwaizumi brought his face down to meet y/n who found herself admiring his facial features. a soft kiss was met to her as she leant into him allowing him to deepen it to which he happily obliged to.

y/n allowed her hands to wander as she wove her fingers through iwaizumi’s short tufts of dark hair as he grunted in satisfaction letting his other hand to drop to the girls lower back drawing small circles.

both pulled away to catch their breaths as y/n rested her head into iwaizumi’s toned chest, a soft smile gracing her face as a light blush dusted over both of their faces.

“missed me on the drive back that much?” the girl teased feeling the vibrations from iwaizumi’s chest from a small hum in amusement.

“maybe a little.” he admitted, fingers gently playing the ends of y/n’s hair as he looked over at her suitcase. “let’s get that into the bedroom then, we’ll unpack and then leave whatever you don’t need in oikawa’s room.” he pulled away from the girl to grab her hand to guide to her over to her belongings.

y/n raised an eyebrow as iwaizumi easily dragged the heavy case over the heated flooring of the apartment towards his bedroom.

“unpack? are you sure? i can just leave my stuff in my suitcase and grab it when i need it, you don’t have to actually unpack it all properly!”

iwaizumi let out a small laugh before smirking at her.

“baby, i said this is our apartment, meaning that my room is our room, so why would we only leave you half moved in?”

y/n flushed in embarrassment at the mans words before huffing and opening the bedroom door for him. “fine, only because you’re okay with it though.”

“why wouldn’t i be okay with my girlfriend moving into my room?”

y/n stopped in her tracks as she tried to process what has just left iwaizumi’s mouth. girlfriend? did she hear that correctly.

“-i, did you just say g-girlfriend?” y/n sputtered in shock as iwaizumi crossed his arms over his chest looking down at the girl with a serious expression.

“i believe i did.” he sighed and grabbed the girls hand to guide her down to sit on the edge of the king size bed, holding both of her hands in his bigger ones while looking up into her soft and endearing eyes.

“y/n, let me be honest, my friends have been bugging me for over a month to make you my girlfriend, you’ve been so patient with me and honestly i don’t know how, i was going to wait to see how living together goes but i already know how things are going to go and i want us to be offical while living together,” taking a breath, iwaizumi searched for any signs of discomfort in y/n’s reaction before continuing.

“i know i always call you wifey, but i really want you to feel like it, i had a plan to ask you to be my girlfriend by the end of the week but we’ve always said and done what’s natural right? we stopped holding back a while ago and let things play out as they came and well, seeing you suggest keeping your stuff in your suitcase rather than unpacking it all properly struck something in me. it’s silly but, i want you to feel like this is your home, that i’m your home.”

y/n blinked, processing the confession the man she’d fallen for had just professed out loud to her. he squeezed her hands lightly before getting the last few words he needed to out.

“i know you haven’t even stayed over one night yet but i really, really had the urge to just ask you. i’m sorry it’s nothing big, i had something planned but we always said to take and do things naturally and i’d be lying to myself if i were to say i didn’t think what i’m doing right now is out of instinct. i’m in love with you and i’ve never wanted something so badly with someone so, y/n l/n, will you please be my girlfriend?”

y/n couldn’t even stop the wide smile that had been threatening to break out at any point. she looked up into his anxious eyes only hers gleamed with pure happiness and excitement. lacing her fingers into his, y/n sighed and shook her head slightly still smiling.

“fuck haijime, you really know how to use your words to break someone down. of course i’ll be your girlfriend... i’ve only been waiting like a month for you to ask.” y/n teased slightly at the end earning a huff from her new boyfriend.

“so... i guess we’re official now then.” he mumbled, a soft expression painted across his face as y/n nodded.

“i guess we are... which means i can do this without feeling so nervous.”

y/n moved her head up catching iwaizumi off guard, pressing her lips firmly onto his own, hands snaking around his neck as his moved to her back and the other weaving its way into y/n’s hair, guiding her head closer to his as y/n gasped letting iwaizumi assert dominance once again.

the raw love the pair felt for each other was felt through the physical contact and the flood of emotions the two had built up came crashing down as previous anxieties over past relationships, other people and foreign emotions were washed away, replaced with the feelings of security, bliss and a sense of home. iwaizumi was home.

the feeling of love shattered single-handedly and so recklessly causing the understanding of what it felt to be in love to be destroyed in his mind. the feeling foreign and forgotten.

y/n had taken on the challenge unintentionally and she did a damn good job picking up the pieces and building the once scarce and broken memory, back into the wonderful memory iwaizumi had once known to be in love. so delicately but so forcibly all at once, y/n l/n had taught iwaizumi what it was like to be in love once again. the feeling reuniting with the other emotions he was familiar with, iwaizumi had been brought back home by y/n.

breaking away, iwaizumi felt a thin layer of tears stream down his cheeks as he looked down at the girl who had taken his own world by storm and so easily allowed herself in. as clichè as it sounds, y/n was something else and in his mind he knew he was right about it. she had changed his life in a way he didn’t think would be possible again and for that, iwaizumi knew that y/n was the girl he wanted to grow with. he wanted nothing more than to grow and learn with her and he wanted that with a label that he had been so scared of before after it was ripped to shreds before his eyes.

y/n had changed the meaning of love and that was something he refused to ignore. ‘girlfriend and boyfriend’ were titles that used to throw his guard up but now, he knew he was going to be okay using them because he had the girl he loved to share them with.

calling y/n his official girlfriend was a big deal to him and both himself and y/n knew this, he also knew she wouldn’t take advantage of that and rush him. he trusted her and was thankful for everything she’d done for him. she was everything he never knew he needed and wanted to fix him and it was her who brought out the best version of him.

“haijime, shh don’t cry!” y/n looked up wiping his cheeks softly as he let out a laugh.

“i promise, i’ll be your home too, but thank you for bringing me back to mine.”

next stop iwa-chan!

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osamiiya · 3 years

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Pairing; Iwaizumi x Reader

Warnings: Some suggestive humor, nothing explicitly said, making out

Summary: You and Iwaizumi are too stubborn to admit to Oikawa that you did really like each other and had a great time on the date he set up, so you keep up the appearance that you hate each other.

Iwaizumi has hated you since the second grade when Oikawa saw you out of the corner of his eye and invited you over to practice volleyball with them.

And that's when it started, loud groans when the other walked into the room, snide comments under your breath, eyes rolled when the other person talked.

It's been years that Oikawa has had to separate the two of you before someone got hit, years of Oikawa complaining that he felt like a mother, and that he would grey early which was not good for his appearances.

Who even knows how the idea of the two of you secretly liking eachother came to be. Maybe it was Hanamaki or Matsukawa joking around. Either way, he was right.

And when you walked into the restaurant on this 'blind date' Oikawa set up, looking nicer than usual, Iwaizumi's heart clenched and a blush made its way up his cheeks.

"Why're you here." Your eyes narrowed when you spotted him, ignoring the way your heart beat a little quicker at the sight of him in the white dress shirt you had picked out for his birthday, having done a joint gift with Oikawa and all the other options being the same pair of sweats he probably already owned, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and they're uneven and if it was any other moment you would've made fun of him.

"I have a blind date Oikawa set up." It's said bluntly and you nod in agreement, any sarcastic quip or comment lost on your tongue.

The two of you end up waiting outside the restaurant, on opposite sides of the doorway, for an hour before you take out your phone to text Oikawa tht you've been stood up, and Iwaizumi does the same thing from what you can see out of the corner of your eye.

"You have such a bad personality even your blind date stood you up." The words leave your mouth in a familiar way, the end clipped and your eyes refusing to meet his as you stare at the typing symbol in your messages.

"You're one to talk, your blind date took one look at a picture Oikawa sent and saw how ugly you were."

The insults are childish as they're thrown back and forth, the familiarity of it helping soothe the sting of getting stood up.

Your phone dings with a message from Oikawa and your eyes quickly scan the text, widening at the message.

"Oi stupid, you were my date apparently." There's a brush of embarrassed flush across his cheeks and his hand runs through his hair as his eyes look anywhere but you.

"This is stupid let's just go-"

You're quick to interrupt, watching the vein pop out if Iwaizumi's head in irritation.

"Why don't we just go on the date? We can play nice for one night, I don't want to have gotten ready for nothing." Your arms are crossed as you stare him down, and Iwaizumi sighs, agreeing begrudgingly.

And surprisingly you had a nice night, Iwaizumi even mentioning how the date was going well, the air clearing about hating eachother, finding that you never hated each other as previously thought.

He walks you home and squeezes the hand that intertwined with yours sometime during the date.

"I had a nice time." His smile is soft and it's at that moment when you realize that you wouldn't be able to go back to how it was before.

"I did too... all thanks to Oikawa I guess." Iwaizumi cringes as you laugh, Iwaizumi laughing stiffly along with you.

"He'll brag about how he was right for the rest of time." He groans out, punctuated with a chuckle as you swing your hands.

"Well I don't think we have to tell him it went well."

Iwaizumi's eyebrow shoots up at your words and you find your hand cupping his cheek and smoothing out his eyebrow.

"We can tell him it went bad, just so he stops putting us together, and we can have dinner next week?"

Iwaizumi nods and agreement, kissing your cheek before he goes home, a smile not leaving his face.

And that's how it went, Oikawa pouted when told him the date went terribly and that people don't change overnight, all while sending a knowing look to Iwaizumi as his foot finds yours under the lunch table, knocking against yours playfully.

You'd fight during the day, and find yourself in Iwaizumi's arms after school on your couch as a movie plays on the television.

"We should tell him sometime, he looked suspicious today."

Iwaizumi's hands find your waist and squeeze gently.

"That's because that guy had the nerve to keep flirting." He's pouting slightly as he remembers how the guy kept flirting even as you turned him down, Iwaizumi eventually stepping in with a "Dude, stop it."

You laugh as you kiss the pout on his lips, feeling as Iwaizumi's arms move you to laying down on his couch, a mischievous smile on his face as he leans over you.

"You know I'm all yours." Your words are whispered against his lips, and you feel Iwaizumi shudder slightly at the feeling of your breath on his lips.

"All mine."

His lips capture yours in a kiss, and you melt against him, the feeling of his lips on yours, and one of your hands pinned above your head, hands intertwined as his thumb brushes the back of your hand softly.

You don't even hear the knocking on the door, or the cream of the door as it opens.

No, you don't see Oikawa until you hear his yell and something drop.

Iwaizumi's off of you in a flash, pulling down your shirt that rode up with the wandering if his hands before running a hand through his hair.

"Oh hey Oikawa."

Oikawa looks shocked, and there's bread on the floor.

"Don't 'Hey Oikawa' me, you were making out. I saw y/n's tongue in your mouth Iwa-chan."

He shivers in disgust as he recalls the scene, a disgusted pout on his lips as he looks toward you for an explanation.

"Hajime, we should just tell him."

At the sound of Iwaizumi's first name, Oikawa's jaw drops, so it was serious.

"We're dating."

It's said with a shrug and you feel Iwaizumi get antsy, wanting your lips on his again.

"The date you set up went well, and turns out we didn't hate eachother."

Oikawa's fingers are up in a flash as he counts how many months it's been.

"You've been dating for 7 months and you didn't tell me?" You can tell Oikawa isn't mad that you're dating, just that you didn't tell him.

"It never came up." Iwaizumi shrugs, and his hand finds yours again.

Oikawa looks to you, and you shrug as well.

He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs.

"So you're telling me I didn't have to parent you for the last 7 months, or break up your arguments."

You snort as you hold back your laugh, and a smile spreads across Iwaizumi's face.

"We were going to tell you." You insist, and Oikawa shakes his head.

"I thought I was about to go prematurely grey because of the two of you, and now you're telling me it could have been avoided."

He sighs before continuing.

"No kissing at practice, I want to see how long it takes until Hanamaki and Mattsun figure it out."

You choke on your laughter as Iwaizumi mentions how Oikawa wasn't the first to walk in on you kissing, the duo accidentally opening the locker room door early before practice to find you pinned against the lockers, Iwaizumi's lips on yours.

Oikawa goes pale with embarassment and shock as he groans.

"I'm your best friend why am I last."

Iwaizumi rolls his eyes and mumbles something about "Knowing this would happen." To which you slap his shoulder, biting back a laugh.

"Even Kageyama found out before you."

"Hajime!"

Kageyama had walked in on one of your dates after school when Oikawa got held up at school with his fangirls.

Oikawa groans for a solid minute before collapsing onto the couch on the other side of you, rewinding the movie to the beginning.

"If you're happy."

There's a smile on his face, even as he tries to hide it, before he starts complaining about your choice in movie, fake gagging when Iwaizumi mentions how you weren't planning on watching it anyways.

Your hand is intertwined with Iwaizumi's, your head on his shoulder as the movie plays, Oikawa making a big show out of hugging the pillow, grumbling about being single.

"I think I liked it better when you were fighting than now. Iwaizumi Hajime that's not y/ns thigh, that's mine."

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saffron-nova21 · 3 years

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Whipped Cream: Iwaizumi's Bonus Scene

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Warnings: Reader is a little flirty, Iwa-chan busts his lip, Kuroo is conniving, Strong language

Everyone had finished their meals about five minutes prior, now just working on finishing your drinks before the checks were brought out. And in this time, Kuroo had managed to get under your skin, as he was so well adept in. At this point, it was a game to him, to see how quickly he could get you to retaliate. He never went too far, mainly just making statements that he knew you would fight him on.

Laughter bubbles from Kuroo's lips as his eyes scan over you. "In what world? You might have played volleyball in high school, but you haven't lifted anything heavier than a couch cushion, since."

His words held some truth, though not as much as he thought. Though you weren't a health nut and you were out of practice, some of your closest friends were Bokuto, and by extension Hinata. You had been pretty adaptable with positions, in high school. Your brother was the Captain, your ex-boyfriend a middle blocker, and your former best friend a setter. Practicing with each of them, throughout your life had made you pretty talented.

In high school you'd had the opportunity to go to multiple of Japan's sponsored training camps. You'd never gone, but that was only because you had too much going on at home, at the time. You'd also been looked at by multiple universities for scholarships. At the end of the day, though, you chose the same path as your best friend.

You could still spike a volleyball with the best of them, if you did say so yourself. So, with narrowed, challenging eyes, you speak up. "You really think so? I hardly go outside and I'd still win a practice run against you, Tetsu."

Kenma shrugs, briefly looking up from his phone to eye you both, "I believe it. After all, Bokuto does drag them off to help he and Hinata practice a lot."

As his eyes travel back to his phone, you look from him back towards Kuroo. "Exactly, so suck my dick."

Kuroo, though, only seemed to grin. And his grin was one you were all too familiar with: he knew something you didn't.

"Great. So then you'll really be an asset to the volleyball team, being so skilled and all?"

Iwaizumi looks towards you with raised eyebrows, "You played in high school?"

"That's the only part of that conversation you decide to comment on?" Kuroo rolls his eyes, placing his head against his fist, his elbow resting on the table.

Holding up your right hand to Kuroo, you flash him the sweetest smile you can possibly muster, before raising your middle finger to flip him off. Though as you do, his hand shoots out to catch yours, a smirk stretching over his features as he catches your hand before you can withdraw it. "You asshole." You hiss as you try to pull your hand back, mistakenly pushing your body into Iwaizumi. Kuroo, however, just holds his grip on your wrist, until you end up attempting to put all of your weight into jerking your hand back. That's when he finally decided to let go, allowing your body to jerk into Iwaizumi's.

Iwaizumi, who'd been sipping on his hot chocolate, tried to prepare for things, though he wasn't as prepared as he might've wished as the mug hit his lower lip, not only busting it, but also smearing whipped cream along his top lip and nose. With a glare directed towards you, he attempted to reach across you for the napkins, but you beat him to it, "Thanks, Kuroo, my boss hates me now."

You then turn towards Iwaizumi with a hand full of napkins, grabbing his jaw to turn his head towards you so you could help him. But holy shit, how had you not noticed that jawline beforehand? Bringing your hand up, you begin to wipe the whipped cream from his face, while Kuroo flags someone down, between his cackles, to get some ice for them.

"You certainly cause a lot of trouble, don't you?" Iwaizumi rolls his eyes, trying to draw attention away from the fact that his cheeks had a slow-growing blush dusting them. "We split them up to prevent disaster, but you seem to be the source of most of it."

You turn up your nose, "And to think that I thought you were hot -"

"If anything, you find him hotter now. You've always had a thing for douchebags." Kenma flashes you a smirk, before returning his eyes to his phone.

You let out a quiet huff, face warming in embarrassment, "Kenma, I don't wanna hear it from you. You're just jealous because I'm paying more attention to Iwa, here." Sticking your tongue out at him, you pull the napkins away from his face, placing them on your empty plate. "There you go." Bringing your hand to his cheek, you pat it with amusement flitting across your features.

Iwaizumi only rolls his eyes at you, "You remind me a little too much of a friend of mine."

Everyone looks over as a waitress comes over with a few ice cubes in a cup, Iwaizumi thanking her as he takes the cup, before plucking an ice cube from it and wrapping it in a paper towel to place against his slightly-swollen lip.

"Speaking of your friends," the way your tone changes makes both Kenma and Kuroo collectively roll their eyes, knowing exactly what - or rather, who you're going to bring up. Though, you ignore them to continue your conversation with Iwaizumi, "You know Oikawa, right? Like personally?" A frown crosses his face as he raises an eyebrow, prompting you to continue. "I don't want anything. I'm not going to ask for his number, or some shit. I've got Bokuto and Hinata wrapped around my finger, if I'm looking for a volleyball player."

"Y/N, you can't just say things like that." Kuroo brings a hand up to massage his temple.

The Athletic Trainer blinks, "So, what are you asking for?"

Looking back up at him, you tilt your head, "Nothing, I just wanted to see if Kuroo was telling the truth. I can't even lie, though, I use to watch Seijoh's games, to see his service ace. It was fucking killer. Hell, he was the reason I taught myself how to do it. And I do pride myself on my jump-serves. I use to be able to do jump-floats, as well, but that's a little iffy, now, I'm not going to lie.

"Now that I think about it, Seijoh had some cute players. Especially when I was in... My second year of high-school, there was this number four. God, he was fucking amazing. I loved watching him play. Plus those biceps were to -... Kuroo, shut up, your laughter makes it so hard to concentrate." You stop to look at Kuroo, who is doubling over in laughter, while Kenma shakes his head at your misfortune.

"Y/N, do you know what team Iwaizumi used to play for?" Kenma looks at you with a ghost of a smile.

From there, you can piece things together, cringing a bit as you look back at Iwaizumi, "Would you believe me if I said that I meant... Number... Sixteen..?"

Iwaizumi lets an amused smirk grace his lips as he looks at you, "That's cute. Good to know that you actually have some taste. I nearly lost faith with your adoration for Loserkawa." He brings his mug back to his lips, fingers grasping your wrist so he can tug your hand away from where it was holding ice on his lip, proceeding to finish off what was left in his mug, obviously getting ready to leave.

You didn't respond, instead looking at his upper lip, where whipped cream rested. You were so used to the comfort you had between you and your close friends, like Kenma and Kuroo, that you didn't hesitate to just reach out and wipe the excess away, Reaching out, you place your fingers on his cheek to steady your hand, while your thumb swipes across his upper lip, movements fleeting, before you withdraw your hand. It isn't until you're wiping your thumb on the napkins that you realize what you did, face and neck warming in embarrassment. Though, you weren't the only one, as the porcupine-haired man brought a hand up to attempt to hid his flushed cheeks.

"I've got to... Uh- Get the boys some stretches for their day off. See you on Monday," he excuses himself to stand, retrieving his ticket so he'd be able to pay at the front of the restaurant.

"See you on Monday, Iwa," your cooed words make Iwaizumi flush a bit darker, mumbling something under his breath before bidding you all goodbye as he attempts to rush out, in embarrassment.

With a sheepish look directed towards Kuroo and Kenma, the two watch you in amusement. "Whoops," you rub the back of your neck with a sheepish grin crossing your lips.

Iwaizumi was friends with Oikawa for years, so while he did get use to some of the near flirty teasing from his best friend and learn how to counteract it, sometimes his is caught off guard.

You found out about Oikawa and Seijoh's team, after seeing him in a magazine. (And yes, you do see more about this, later.)

You also rooted for them to make it to Nationals so that you could plays against them.

I'm really sorry guys, the past few days have been chaos, but there will be two more parts coming your way to make up for it, tonight and tomorrow. I hope you're all doing well. You all most definitely better be taking care of yourselves. I'm rooting for you and I'm proud of you. Remember to eat and drink some water, and get some rest. You deserve it.

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“Did she eat yet?” He asks Komori as he rotates his shoulder to relieve his sore muscles, tempted to sit on the bench for a while and rest up, but he knew he couldn’t after having heard from his cousin you were nowhere to be found again.

“Nope,” he replies sheepishly, wondering why he has had such the luck of witnessing his cousin in a bad mood after going through all that trouble with you. He flinches when he receives a sharp glare from Sakusa, “hey don’t look at me like that!” He huffs, crossing his arms as he pretended he wasn’t at all nervous.

“I did as you asked Oomi, I left practice early as you said, kept an eye on her the whole time because you said she’s been acting strange, and when we were lining up for lunch, she suddenly disappeared when I got distracted.”

Sakusa raises a brow at him upon his last statement and his cousin grins apologetically. “Whatever, I’m just worried,” he sighs, bending down to get his bag before slinging it on his shoulder.

“So you last saw her in the cafeteria?” He asks, simultaneously shuffling through his bag to get his phone— Komori nods. “Thanks, text me if you see her.”

This had been going on for weeks, and it started ever since you came back from your disappearance for quite some time last month. You were the perfect best friends, both of you equally knowing that you’d take the next step in your relationship any day now; but you’ve been avoiding him.

You would make up all these excuses as to not hang out anymore, you rarely went to class and your parents would always say that you guys went on a trip even though he knew you didn’t. As much as he wanted to respect what you wanted, he just can’t figure out where it all went wrong.

Even when he’s miraculously dragged you to do as much as sit next to him, why did it still seem like you were so far away? Particularly, slipping away.

It was an ominous feeling, and he hated it, that’s why he was trying to do everything he can to get things back to normal. He first visits your classroom, asking your friends if they’d seen you but they all shake their heads, taking pity on him because they knew how much he’s been worried about you.

He’s been trying to contact you the whole time as he walked around school, trying to find you. You at least needed to eat, and if you wanted to avoid him that much that you decided to skip the cafeteria, then be it— he’ll back off.

He pauses when he finally sees you in the library, head resting on your arm against the table with your eyes closed and locks of hair covering your face. Immediately going soft, he silently pulls out the chair from beside yours before he sits down, eyes trained on you the whole time.

You had changed, but now that you’re asleep like this, he’s reminded of those days wherein you clung, doted and looked for him wherever you went. He’ll be patient, that’s all he ever told himself because he knew you’ll come around eventually.

“Oomi,” you meekly say, catching him mid-action as he tucked the strands of your hair that covered your face behind your ear. He merely hums in response, his hand gently resting above your head while he comfortingly stroked your temple with his thumb.

It made your heart ache; he was too soft, this was the side of Kiyoomi only you get to see. “Did I worry you again?” You whisper, closing your eyes as you felt yourself relax against his touch.

“You did,” he frowns, but when you softly smile and put your hand on top of his, he forgot all the hurt and frustration he felt this past month. “I love you, Oomi,” you tell him out of the blue, and it was such a bittersweet moment he wanted to cry and hold you.

But there was no need to do that, was there? You’re here and you told him you loved him for the first time, he shouldn’t dwell on the sorrow that sprung out of nowhere like it was foreshadowing a tragedy.

“You’re not going to say it back?” You pull him away from his suffocating thoughts, a small chuckle escaping his lips from behind his mask. How cute, he thought.

“What if I won’t?” He lowly says, his hand gliding down to cup your cheek. You knew him well enough to know that there was humor behind what he said, and you lightly chuckle as you look at him with glimmering eyes, “I don’t mind, just remember I love you.”

He was certain he was insane, why did it hurt so much? The room fills with silence as he finds it harder and harder to breathe; he has never felt so blissfully in love and so cruelly agonized at the same time but he couldn’t even begin to answer why.

“I want to kiss you,” you mumble jokingly, and curious of the germaphobe’s reaction, you glance up to meet his eerily troubled eyes. Could he perhaps have caught on on your secret or was it because of what you had just said? He thinks for a moment, should he?

You had such beautiful lips, maybe he did want them against his. Hesitantly, he leans down, his face inching close to yours.

You practically held your breath the whole time, positive that you had stopped breathing entirely when he tugs down his mask. Both your lips are barely apart, and you figured that it might be because he was starting to regret giving it a go. “You don’t have to,” you whisper.

“I want to,” he reassuringly runs his thumb across your cheek before he closes his eyes, locking lips with you.

He abandons all the anxiety he felt earlier and the memory of the pain you’ve caused him. The room shone with a faint orange hue with the golden sunlight piercing through the window, and under the dim hidden nook of the cold library, warmth rises in both your cheeks and his.

He takes your bottom lip gently between his plump and soft ones, parting only to kiss you again with less restraint. Love was all he felt at the moment as he kissed you— again and again, taking his time to savor the only pleasure he knew which was you.

Little did he know, that was the last day he wouldn’t hate you, despise you, and curse at everything that reminded him of you.

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