karasuno first dates pt.1
Two soft knocks echoed through your apartment at exactly 8pm. Looking through your peephole, you saw Daichi standing there flowers in hand, adjusting his outfit ever so carefully. His fingers nervously ghosting over the fabric as he aimed to fix imperfections that weren’t there to begin with. Taking a deep breath, you opened the door
A wide smile filled his face as he looked you up and down, “You look absolutely stunning.” His free hand went to rest on your elbow as he pressed a light kiss to your cheek, always the gentleman. A floral scent filled your nostrils as he presented the flowers to you with a flourish.
You quickly ran inside to put the flowers in a vase before returning back to him. He extended his elbow to you with an easy smile on his face, “Can’t wait to show everyone I have the most beautiful date in the whole place.” A blush rose to your cheeks as you took his elbow, allowing the man in front of you to lead you through the halls.
Easy laughter floated along the breeze as you sat on the soft blanket that Suga had brought with him. Finger sandwiches and bite size cakes littered the area around you, nearly forgotten in exchange for pleasant conversation. The two of you sat by the nearby pond, listening to the flowing water and giggling children between the lulls. It was odd really, just how comfortable the silence was, just how easy words flowed between the two of you.
Your head fell to rest gently on his shoulder, his eyes falling to look at the content look on your face. Unbeknownst to him, a small smile graced his lips. His arm went around to embrace your shoulders, pulling you ever closer to him.
The blue lights of the aquarium reflected across your face as you stood in the tunnel, hands grabbing onto the arm of the much larger man stood beside you. You smiled as you looked at the fish, talking excitedly about the pretty colors of the orange one, the sharp teeth of the (you hoped) harmless shark, and the entrancing movements of the long slender fish hiding in the back.
Your head snapped up at Tsukishima when you heard a small chuckle from him. His eyes met yours and you saw a look on his face that you haven’t seen before previously; His features looked… almost soft, but only for a moment as his normal guarded look returned once more.
A soothing voice filled the air as he began to explain the ecology of the different sea creatures in the tank, pointing to where he was talking to specifically. He found himself glancing down to your face as he spoke, watching as the ripples of water reflected in your eyes. He liked seeing the almost childlike enjoyment on your face. He liked how your eyebrows would scrunch ever so slightly when he purposefully used terminology you wouldn’t know. He liked looking at you… not that he would ever admit that.
a/n: I think I’m gonna make this a series!! I was originally gonna do the third years first but....... I couldn’t think of anything for Asahi please don’t come for me. Also, I know this idea isn’t original but it’s cute and I like it a lot so shhh
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im looking at all the hq bdays and im just gonna share some facts bc i find these v interesting
said this in my other post but hinata (jun21) is the oldest karasuno 1st year and kageyama (dec22) is the youngest
yachi is older than tsukishima and yamaguchi🧍🏻♀️(sep4 sep27 and nov10 respectively)
tsukishimas a september baby and honestly that fits him so well he exudes september vibes idk how to explain it
kunimi (mar25) is baby lol hes the youngest 1st year overall
honestly i forgot kenma was a second year. also him being born in october also fits him suprisingly well (oct 16)
matsukawa (mar1) is the youngest 3rd year overall. aran is the oldest (apr4)
and yahaba and mattsun have the same birthday apperantly aw
i think sakusa is the youngest 2nd year overall(mar20). wataris the oldest (apr3)
and kyotani (dec7) is older than yahaba which for some reason kinda makes me happy
sugas the oldest on karasuno omg ?? (jun13)
bokutos older than kuroo ahaha (sep20 and nov17)
oikawa (jul20) is barely a month older than ushijima (aug13) but i just know he carries that knowledge with pride (and iwa (jun10) id older than oikawa and he probably brags about it)
um ? yamamoto akane is a day older than my sister and its fucking me up bc my sister is 22 now and i cant imagine this 13 year old girl (pretimeskip ofc) being the same age as her now tf
ive said it before but ennoshita and i have the same birthday :) (dec 26)
oh ?? my ?? god ?? takeda ?? is 3 years older ?? than ukai ?? what ?? the fuck ??
tendou (may20) is older than ushijima but for some reason i feel like i knew that
i used this if you wanna see more, not sure how accurate it is but im guessing its pretty close. also sakusa isnt on there i had to look his up
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“i should’ve kissed you sooner.”
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You never imagined the last three years to be so fulfilling.
Yet whenever you look back on the memories you've made here, it makes your heart pump faster. Karasuno High has never been so nostalgic until today. Today, when you realize, that this is your last week here. Walking into the gym today, you feel a sense of sentimentality creep into you from behind. The boys have already begun practicing, but there's a gloomy feeling lurking around—and nobody seems to be addressing the elephant in the room.
"Nice serve!" rings out Sugawara's voice. The voice that makes your heart skip a beat whenever you hear it. The voice that makes the smallest(yet noticeable) blush creep into your cheeks when you can pinpoint whose it is. The voice that made you fall deeper, faster, and stronger.
And honestly, you don't expect the practice to end as quickly as it does.
(You were mentally wishing that it drags out forever. Because right now, you were grasping at whatever loose ends this year has left for you.)
The thread is being pulled out of your hand, and you can't do anything about it. Which, lack for a better word, sucks because there are so many things you wish to say. So many things that have been left unsaid, and you don't know if you'd be able to handle the pain that comes along with goodbye.
(Truly the best and worst years of your life, aren't they?)
Certainly, walking home with the love of your life that you haven't been able to confess to for a year and a half is mildly, if not violently, infuriating. You were both silent at first, but reminiscing about the times you've spent together unmistakably makes it worse.
"Oh God, remember the time you accidentally threw the broom at my head last year?" Kōshi says, out of the blue, which makes you chortle. You narrow your eyes after regaining composure, flicking his forehead lightly as you say, "I didn't throw it! It was self-defense because you decided to scare me while i was getting the mop from the storage!"
"Same thing! It hurt like a bitch for the week after!" he clutched his stomach, "Man, I still remember the way you fell on the floor after throwing it at me-"
"Sorry!" he stands straight now, placing a hand on your shoulder as support. The wind passing you by is a slow one—one that reminds you of how fast time can slip by, and one that reminds you to do things without regret.
Looking at the trees nearby, you can feel the slow winter leaves slip into spring. They're transitioning from a crisp, decaying leaf, to lush green or blossom pink. It's now or never, you think.
"Suga," you pause after saying his name, stopping as he continues.
He's a couple of steps ahead when he looks back at you, the wind chilly, yet warm like a soothing embrace. His pewter hair seemed to flow in the wind like leaves, singing their own song as they rustled on a budding morning.
"You're supposed to talk," he says, walking back to you. His eyebrows furrow at your sudden nervousness—you were fiddling your hand and your eyes couldn't meet his like they did mere moments ago. He begins yet again, more tenderly this time as his hand rests on the blade of your shoulder, "[Y/N]?"
You look up, your eyes screaming ten times the emotions you showed through your expression, and he sighs. He intertwines your hands together, as if understanding right away that you need someone to lean on, and begins walking.
But you want him to stop. Your voice is hitched in your throat, because all you can think about is how this is one of the last times you'll be walking alongside the boy you're in love with, and that after this week, everything would come crashing down.
"Wait," you mumble upon reaching your home. He stops just as he's about to walk away, yet he doesn't turn. He just stands there, and he can hear your footsteps coming closer and closer. He wants to raise his hand and wipe the one stray tear on his cheek away.
He doesn't want to lose you.
"I like you," he says before you can even complete, and then shuts his eyes as tightly as he can. He only opens them back up when he can feel your soft touch on his jaw, but it doesn't last long because your lips are on his before he can even comprehend what's happening.
In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, a million loving thoughts condensed into a moment. It felt raw—tears running down his cheeks as you wipe them off after pulling away for air, yet your foreheads remain together as you look into one another's eyes with nothing but love, vulnerability, and compassion.
"I should've kissed you sooner then," he chuckles to look away, but you know he's only saying it to make the moment more lighthearted.
As if on cue, you reply, "Yeah. You should've."
(Let's just say they were the best years, not the worst.)
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>>karasuno 3rd years<<
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☆Teasing with Sugawara☆
☆Let's be honest..
☆Despite Suga's angel exterior HE IS A MASSIVE TEASE
☆Doesn't have to be sexual
☆Could just be you accidentally tripping IT DOESN'T MATTER
☆Suga's gonna tease you
☆Don't try to tease him back
☆It only ends in failure
☆"SUGA YOU'RE SO UNFAIR!"
☆"Awwww Sugar I didn't mean to. Please don't be mad.."
☆Do not fall for his "I'm sorry trick"
☆Simply walk away
☆He knows to apologize eventually. He's just really stubborn.
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Subtle ways they let you know they’re horny
Genre: suggestive (18+)
They give you “the look”
Iwaizumi, Kyotani, Atsumu, Ennoshita, Tendou, Oikawa, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Matsukawa, Yahaba, Osamu, Shirabu, Suna, Kunumi, Kuroo, Kenma, Bokuto, Akaashi, Ushijima, Semi, Terushima, Daishou, Sakusa, Kita, Aran
They tend to lick their lip/ bite their lip while looking at you
Aran, Sugawara, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Narita, Hinata, Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Atsumu, Yabaha, Yaku, Futakichi, Koganegawa, Bokuto, Kuroo, Konoha, Semi, Tendou, Shirabu
They become more grabby- hands on you thigh (might be sliding up your thigh), your lower back, your hip, your ass
Daichi, Hinata, Oikawa, Bokuto, Tanaka, Yaku, Aran, Konoha, Nishinoya, Kyotani, Futakuchi, Suna, Terushima, Yamaguchi, Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, Atsumu, Sakusa, Tendou, Kunumi, Kuroo, Aone, Daishou, Osamu
They pull you onto your lap to let you feel that they’re getting horny
Kuroo, Daichi, Tanaka, Kunumi, Ennoshita, Lev, Kageyama, Ushijima, Kyotani, Tsukishima, Aone, Suna, Tendou, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Aran, Matsukawa, Kenma, Futakuchi, Terushima, Osamu
They do the leg thing when they sit down - their legs move in and out (especially in sweats) to hide the fact that they’re horny
Asahi, Nishinoya, Yaku, Kinoshita, Lev, Kenma, Suna, Hinata, Hanamaki, Kindaichi, Kai, Koganegawa, Konoha, Tendou, Atsumu
They’ll ask you a variation of “Hey, you feeling okay? Do you wanna go home?” or “We need to pick up some stuff on the way home, when does _____ close?”
Asahi, Kindaichi, Kita, Daichi, Akaashi, Goshiki, Sugawara, Ennoshita, Osamu, Kinoshita, Yamaguchi, Yahaba, Kai, Aone, Semi, Diachou, Sakusa
They’d text you and look at you until you check the text
Kinoshita, Narita, Asahi, Lev, Hinata, Osamu, Yahaba, Suna, Kindaichi, Kai, Aone, Yaku, Kenma, Ushijima, Koganegawa, Akaashi, Konoha, Goshiki, Daishou
They would whisper some nasty shit in your ear in hope you’d also get horny and want to go
Tsukishima, Kunumi, Bokuto, Sugawara, Suna, Oikawa, Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Kuroo, Futakuchi, Tendou, Atsumu, Osamu,
Straight up tell you cause either you didn’t get the hint, or they’re tired you’re ignoring their hints
Matsukawa, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Iwaizumi, Kyotani, Lev, Bokuto, Ushijima, Terushima, Suna
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Dirty talk headcanons- Karasuno
Mentions: Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Tsuikishima x f!reader
Genre: smut (18+), vaginal penetration, oral!reader receiving
Warning: degradation, swearing, mentions of bondage and dacryphilia, edging
He likes to narrate what’s happening
will praise you a lot and check in to see how you’re doing
he would refer to himself as daddy
You’re on your back with your legs wrapped around him as he continues to pound into you. His face looming over yours with a beautiful rosy tint to his cheeks, “look down baby, look how good your little pussy looks when daddy’s cock is stuffing it full”.
You let out a whine as he thrusts hard into you, “you’re always so good for me, does that feel good baby?” He grabs a hold of your hand and intertwines your fingers before leaning down to kisses you gently, “I love the way you clench around me, you’re so perfect”.
he has a filthy mouth
a mix of praise and degradation
loves to tease you about how much you’re liking it
His hand is pushing down on the small part of your back, helping you arch even further for him. You’re gripping the sheets with your face pressed against your shared bed as Suga continues to fuck you breathless from behind.
“Yea, you like that baby? You like how your pussy stretches perfectly around my cock? You take it so well I’m convinced this pussy was made for me”. He continues to slam into you making you cry out in pleasure and moan out his name. “Babygirl just can’t get enough of me, huh? You sound so pretty moaning out my name like that”.
He can get flustered easily so he’ll need you to reassure him
will praise and worship you
is super descriptive with what he says
“Do you like that?”, he gently spits onto your clit and uses his thumb to circle around your sensitive bud.
You shyly nod and cover your face with your hands. “Hey, eyes on me okay? You’re doing so good princess, let me know if it gets too much”. His tongue now replacing his finger as he makes a single lick up your folds, “eyes on me pretty girl”. His begins to suck on your clit as his fingers tease your little hole, you feel him moan into you as your hands find their way to his hair.
he’s the type to text you random dirty things throughout the day
absolutely loves to tease you and uses a different tone in voice to mock you
“Yeah? Does the little slut want to cum already? Aww I bet you want to so bad, huh?”
He takes the vibrator off your swollen clit for the eighth time and all you can do is groan in frustration as he continues to edge you. You’re securely fastened to your bedposts by your wrists and ankles as you stare up into your boyfriends eyes.
“Is my whore going to cry already? You replied to my texts saying you wanted me so badly I could do anything with you tonight, and frankly, I want to see how badly I can ruin you”.
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Grab bag of headcanons:
-Tanaka has given Ennoshita one of those Gucci Peppa Pig shirts. Has Ennoshita ever expressed any sort of thought about her? No. When asked, tanaka just shrugged and said "it just made sense".
-One time Suga lost a bet and had to bring Daichi and Asahi lunch. He just brought them each a bag of random ingredients he found in his kitchen.
- Asahi always has a spare shirt and tie in his bag just in case. He also has one for Noya too.
- Yamaguchi has a collection of cool rocks in his room. Whenever he finds a new one he takes a picture and sends it in a gc he has with Hinata, Lev, and Inuoka.
- Tsukishima listens to true crime podcasts on the bus to games.
- Ennoshita had a gay panic when he first say Terushima's tongue piercing.
-Yaku and Suga text each other pretty frequently. It started off with asking each other for advice when it came to looking after the team but now they talk about k-pop, dramas, and gossip.
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Night Skies and City Lights
Koshi Sugawara x Reader
Summary: Sugawara comes from a rich family, he owns lavish cars and houses, and can buy whatever he wants. When he is invited to an event in New York City, he wants to bring a date. What do you do when your best friend asks you to go with him?
Word Count: 8.0K (Yeah I’m sorry)
Warnings: wealthy!Suga, swearing, friends to lovers, pining, angst, two dum dums don’t realize they both like each other(omg please kiss already i stg), fluff of course :)
A/N: Here is my part of @bakugohoex (Ria)’s 3K follower event!!! I can’t say it enough, but congrats love! I hope y’all enjoy my first time writing for Suga bb :) Please let me know what y’all think in the comments or in my inbox please, this took a lot from me to jump of out my comfort zone. Love y’all! - Rach<3
Dividers were created by the lovely and wonderful @anlian-aishang :) (I totally didn’t get these made just for this fic LOL)
Also, this and this were my inspiration for their outfits :) (total credit to the artist of the drawing and creator of the dress.) Okay I’ll shut up now, please enjoy :)
The last bell of the day rang out loudly, and all through the hallways, you could hear the happy cheers and chatter of students on their way home for the weekend. Students bustle quickly out of your assigned classroom, and a chuckle leaves your lips at the horde of them that clutter around your door.
You are drawn out of your thoughts as you shut your notebook, realizing that you had to put all of your books in your locker for the weekend. You begin shoving binders and folders into your backpack as fast as you can as the teacher finishes putting the chairs up for the janitor to clean overnight.
As you zip your bag shut and toss it over your shoulder, an extra binder in your arms you call out, “Have a nice weekend, Mrs. Smith!” The older woman calls back a goodbye as you slip out of the door, striding down the halls toward your locker.
Your bag hits the ground next to your locker with a loud thump as you set the binder in your hands on top of your bag, turning back to your locker to enter the combination in. Footsteps down the hall pull your eyes away from the small dial as you pull the lever open swiftly.
Warm, brown eyes lock onto yours in an instant and a smile slides across your lips as you lunge toward the taller framed boy.
“SUGA!!! I thought you went home without me, you jerk,” you whine out as you wrap your arms around him. Large and muscular arms wrap around your waist, picking you up off the ground to spin you in a small circle.
You can feel Sugawara’s chest rise and fall from his soft chuckles and as he pulls away, he shoots you his signature sugary grin.
“Awe, did you really think I would leave you behind, Y/n?” he teases as you return to placing your binders in your locker. You roll your eyes in fake annoyance as you chide back at him, “Well you took your time getting here and the hallways are totally empty, so yeah.”
Suga leans against the locker next to yours, crossing his arms as he watches you struggle to place one of your textbooks on the top shelf. He leans forward quickly, grabbing it from your hands to place it above your head with ease.
“You really think I would let my best friend walk home on a Friday afternoon, all alone, with no one to protect her? Geeze Y/n, your expectations of me are very low,” he pouts as he looks away, brown eyes gleaming playfully as you pick up your bag in one hand, closing the locker with the other.
You shove him, bag slipping from your hands as you slam him against a locker. Laughs bubble out from the two of you, and you are so distracted by trying to catch your breath from all the giggles to notice that Suga has slung your bag over his shoulder and has tossed his arm around you, guiding you out of the building.
Casual conversation is held between the two of you as he walks you home. Suga talks about his classes and the status of his college applications. You talk about how you were so excited for the weekend because you finally got a break from classes and you got to sleep in the following morning.
It seemed to be too soon when you landed on the steps of your front door. Suga rubs the back of his head with a soft grin, offering your bag out with his opposite hand.
You tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and murmur, “Thanks Suga, I always appreciate it when you walk me home. I know you could always drive us, but the weather was so nice today and...”
A slight warmth hovers over your cheeks as your words trail off and you shrug as you grab your bag from him. You look down at your feet before mumbling out, “and I guess I like spending time with you outside of class and stuff.”
Suga lays a hand on your shoulder, causing you to look up at him quickly. His head tilts softly, like how he does, and chuckles, “Well I enjoy it too, Y/n! This is what best friends do, so you can count on me!” With his last words, his thumb juts toward himself and he gives you another one of his classic smiles.
You can feel a slight drop in your mood at his words. This is what best friends do. The silver-haired boy in front of you had been your best friend for years, but now he’s in high school and he’s not the same little kid he used to be.
He was thick with muscle from playing volleyball, and he was devastatingly handsome. Suga’s concerned face suddenly has you focusing back in as the hand he rested on your shoulder moves to cup your face softly.
“Are you alright, Y/n? You looked kinda dizzy there for a second, do I need to walk you in-” “I’m okay,” you chirp out as your (colored) eyes widen. Suga flinches at your words before pulling away from you, tucking his hands into his pockets.
You immediately feel bad for slightly snapping at him, he was always just trying to help. “I promise I’m good, Suga,” you say more gently, “I was just lost in thought there for a second.”
He gives you a nod and then a look of thought travels across his face. Suga opens his mouth to say something, but your front door opens to your mom’s voice, and you turn away from him before he gets the chance to speak.
“Hi mum,” you call as you wave to her. Suga doesn’t say anything but just lifts a hand to wave at her as he starts to back up. “Hey, Y/n, I gotta go home, I’ll text you, yeah?” he says softly as he turns away.
You nod over your shoulder as Suga fully turns around, too quick for you to see the blush on his cheeks and the embarrassed look on his face. He curses under his breath as he walks away from your house and down the sidewalk.
You were his best friend, so why the hell was it becoming so hard to talk to you?
The following week was difficult for Suga after his failed attempt to ask you his lingering question. He had been invited to New York City for an event by his coach, Keishin Ukai.
All of his friends were going with their girlfriends and significant others, and he didn’t want to show up alone. Suga didn’t really bother to listen to what the event was about, but he knew it was supposed to be a black-tie affair.
There were two reasons why he was struggling to ask you to go with him. The first reason, although selfish and a daydream, was every time he would go to ask you, all he could picture was the way you would look in a floor-length dress like that. Would you want to wear purple or blue? Maybe even an emerald green?
Just the thought of you looking so ravishing on his arm had his tongue-tied and all rational thought leave his head. His second reason was a bit selfish too, and it was because it was you.
You were his best friend. You were more than his best friend. You were his person, the one who he loved and enjoyed more than anyone else. Yeah, he had the biggest and sweetest crush on you, and no way to tell you.
How couldn’t he love you? You were absolutely stunning, you had an amazing sense of humor with a perfect midnight laugh. You were so, so kind to others, and the soft touches on the shoulder and friendly hugs were more than enough to make his heart skip in his chest.
So, when he acted slightly weird around you after that day he walked you home, you began to worry that you had done or said something to push him away. You didn’t want there to be tension between the two of you, you guys were best friends!
You both were currently sitting in Suga’s personal library after school hours, books sprawled out in front of you as you studied for your upcoming tests. Suga sat in front of you, glasses perched on his nose as he read from a small journal, taking small notes every few seconds.
On the other hand, you were furiously doing math homework, sketching out curves of complex equations, and typing things aggressively into your calculator. Suga glances up at you in concern when you let out a huff after loud clacking into your calculator.
“Everything alright, Y/n? What did that poor calculator do to you?” he chuckles lightly, setting his journal down and lightly stretching, leaning his palm against his face as he gives you his full attention.
You look up from your calculator a little wildly, a flush covering your cheeks as you register Suga’s words and his brown eyes on you. You push the calculator away from you as you murmur, “I just… I really don’t like math.”
Suga nods knowingly and takes a closer look at what you were trying to do. “Yeah, I don’t want any of that,” he laughs out with a disgusted look on his face.
You pout and cross your arms, giving Suga the best puppy eyes that you could. “Pleaseeee, Suga? You are so good at math, you took this class a whole year early!”
Suga just rolls his eyes before scooting over to your side, one arm resting on the back of your chair as his eyes flicked over the problem. You tried to focus on the small corrections he was giving you, something about concavity and zeros on the graph.
It was difficult to think about math when your really, really cute best friend had his glasses on and was trying to teach you something.
Holy shit he looks so hot, you think to yourself as you watch Suga redraw the graph you were miserably failing at. No wonder he wants to be a teacher, he’s amazing at this. Wait! Why am I thinking like this? He’s my best friend! I don’t like him like that!
“You got all this?” Suga asks you, a gentle expression on his face as he finishes the sketch, holding it up to show you. You blink dumbly at him for a second before nodding, “Yeah, uh, thanks, Suga.”
He gives you a short nod back but doesn’t return to his seat. He reaches for the journal he had been reading but stops and turns back to you.
“Hey, Y/n, I actually have something to ask you,” a blush starts to creep up his neck and red coats the tips of his ears. You turn away from your math homework to get a better look at your best friend.
One of his hands goes to scratch at his neck while he stutters out, “I- I, uhm, was wondering if you would w-want to go to this, uhm event with me? It’s in New York, so I get it if you don’t feel comfortable and it’s-”
“Suga, I would love to!” you chirp out, a smile gracing your features as you place a hand on his shoulder. A deep sigh of relief leaves his lips as he grins back at you, “Thank goodness, I really didn’t want to go alone. Not when Daichi and Asahi are going to show up with pretty girls on their arms.”
You blink at his words and look toward the floor, “Are you asking me just because I’m your best friend? Or am I pretty enough to fit in with your friends?” A sinking feeling hits your stomach as you realize the differences between you two.
It was easy to forget Suga’s wealthy status when he was your best friend. You had grown up together, so he just seemed like family. Suga never truly liked to flaunt his money or possessions, so it never really bothered you. But here he was, asking you to fly across the globe to go to an event with other rich people.
Suga quickly waves his hands in front of him before awkwardly trying to reassure you, “No, no, Y/n!! You are my best friend, and well, you’re really pretty- I just thought you might want to go, and I don’t think you aren’t pretty, in fact, I think you're one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen!”
A silence falls over the two of you as you both look at each other in surprise at Suga’s small outburst. You burst out laughing at the embarrassment on Suga’s face, hands clutching toward your stomach out of habit.
“You should have seen your face, Suga! Oh my gosh, you really are too sweet for your own good sometimes,” you squeak out in between giggles. Suga visibly relaxes at your words, and then pouts in his chair, sticking his tongue out at you in annoyance.
A smirk appears on Suga’s lips as he turns back to you, an evil look plastered onto his face. Your eyes widen as you start to realize what that look meant.
“No, SUGAAAAA!! Do we have to go shopping?” you whine as he pulls you into a new store. He just laughs and reassures you that it was very important.
“You have to pick a dress to wear at the event, Y/n,” he states, hands looking through the rack of dresses in your size. You stop for a moment to admire him, his brown eyes looking over each dress, taking in every part before deciding if it was your style or not.
“Can I at least pick which color we wear?” you ask as you slide in next to him. Suga just laughs and nods as he pulls a dress off the rack to show you.
The rest of the afternoon is spent shopping for new suitcases, outfits, and of course, the dress you were going to wear at the event. Suga left you to get your dress fitted as he went to find a matching tux.
You surprisingly trusted him to get a suit that matched well enough, because it’s Suga here. He is quite the fashionista, and he had a picture of your dress to show to his tailor. You would be taking the clothes with you that day, as the plane would leave the following morning.
You both had agreed to meet at the airport in the morning, Suga had even gone as far as to have a car drop by your house to pick you up, and all of your luggage would be loaded by some of his private crew.
Suga waved at you as you slid out of the car he sent, and you lifted your arm to wave back. You thanked the driver and slid out, your carry-on slung over your shoulder as you made your way over to him.
The private jet was waiting and ready to go, so you both boarded the awaiting plane and got buckled in for take-off. You had asked Suga if you could sit next to him, as you were a little uneasy about flying, and being next to him would be comforting enough for you until you got up into the sky.
He, of course, was reading over the itinerary for the event, but the feeling of being up in the plane made you slightly sick to your stomach. Your head landed on his shoulder, and before you knew it, you were asleep on his shoulder.
Suga looks down at you with a soft admiration and love in his eyes, and he allows himself to enjoy the closeness with you. He gently rests the side of his head against the top of yours, and he slips an arm behind your back so you could be more comfortable. It was going to be a long flight to New York City.
It wasn’t long before your plane landed and you were sleepily getting ushered into a fancy black car. The hotel you were staying at was apparently one of the nicest around, so you couldn’t complain as your heavy eyes stared out the window.
Neither you nor Suga said anything when you woke up from your nap, and neither of you noticed the faint blush coating the other’s cheeks when you pulled away. Suga, ever the gentleman, had helped you down from the plane and carried your bag the whole way to where the car was waiting.
You could hear the radio faintly in the background, along with the soft and calm voice of Suga. He was on the phone with one of his friends, you couldn’t tell if it was Daichi or Asahi though. Suga told whoever was on the other side that you both had landed safely and were going to the hotel to relax after the long flight.
Soon enough you are facing a very large and fancy-looking hotel, bright lights shining down against the darkened night sky. You are caught staring for a moment before your car door opens to Suga staring down at you.
“We’re here, Y/n. Let's grab our bags from the trunk and get settled in,” he murmurs quietly, as if to not startle you. You give him a nod before beginning to slide out of the seat, knees wobbly as you stand up straight.
Large and comforting hands steady you on either side of your hips, and you look up to see warm honey-colored eyes staring back at you. “Ya okay there, Y/n? I don’t have to carry you now, do I?”
A chuckle leaves both of your lips as he pulls away, handing you your backpack and rolling your suitcase up next to you. The two of you head into the main lobby, waiting for a minute to get your room number before locating the elevator.
You once again slump against Suga as the numbers on the elevator click by slowly. Suga glances down at your tired form with affection in his eyes, and he whispers, “Hey, you can’t be falling asleep yet. You slept almost for the whole plane ride, and we’ve got some things to go over.”
You turn your head to glance up at him with confusion lacing your features. “Whatcha mean we got things to go over? Like for the event?” you question him, eyes flicking over his face tiredly.
Suga nods as the elevator opens to your floor, and he leads the way down the hallway to where your large room was waiting. You had asked him if you could share a room, as you had never been to NYC before and were hesitant to be alone.
As you get your things situated, Suga explains how with his friends at the event you can be yourself; goofy, charismatic, and so on. He also mentioned how his coach was going to be there after traveling, and that you would have to be pretty put together in front of him.
“This sounds like a lot, Suga,” you fret, hands fiddling with your suitcase as you pull out a pair of pajamas. “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to remember all of this.”
Suga doesn’t say anything for a second before he looks you square in the eyes and says, “Well don’t worry about it too much. I’ll be right there beside you, Y/n. I drug you into this mess, I can at least be by your side for the whole night.”
You gave him a smile before nodding to the bathroom, “I’m going to get a shower now, is that alright?” Suga just gives you a quick thumbs up over his shoulder as he reaches for the remote to turn on the tv.
You wander into the very large bathroom, taking in the high ceiling and marble countertops. You set your clothes down next to the sink before turning on the water and getting ready for your shower. Tomorrow was the big day, after all.
The night was young as the bright lights from the city reflected off the windows of the black limo you were sitting in. Suga was sitting across from you, head resting against the window as he watched the streets fly by.
He looked handsome. He looked sinfully handsome. His legs were crossed, and maybe that was a good thing. You could stop staring at his thick and muscular thighs.
You couldn’t help looking at your best friend like this. The way his perfectly tailored vest fit snugly across his chest was distracting, and the way the sleeves to his black button-up were rolled to expose his strong forearms was unforgivable.
Suga was looking out of the window for one reason and one reason only. He was trying to stop staring at you because holy shit his best friend was riding in a limo with him to a huge event, and oh my goodness did you look divine.
Your flowy black dress filled a good portion of the limo, so Suga couldn’t really sit next to you anyways. In general, he was struggling to contain himself around you, so he opted for quietly watching from the window as you played on your phone.
The limo stopped after a few more minutes of driving, and suddenly you had arrived at a huge mansion just outside of Manhattan. Suga helped you out of the limo, offering his arm to you as you walked toward the growing party.
You clung on tight to Suga’s arm as he began talking to CEOs and other pompous aristocrats, your (colored) eyes scanning around you to see if you could recognize anyone. Suga mentions you a few times to the people he’s talking to, and you say a few words here or there, letting Suga carry the weight of the conversation.
Soon enough, the conversation ends and Suga leads you away from those people before leaning down to whisper in your ear, “You’re doing great, Y/n. Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?”
Your (colored) eyes look up to him quickly, a warmth flooding your cheeks as you scan over his features. He looked as calm and collected as ever, his brown eyes watching the crowd as he guided you toward a less busy corner.
“You look handsome tonight too, Suga,” you murmur shyly as he finally lets his gaze settle over you. He playfully punches your shoulder and chuckles out, “Hey, I was trying to be nice and make this about you, ya know.”
You got to shove him back playfully before you catch sight of shoulder-length brown hair, paired with a barely-there scruff.
“Asahi!” you call out, waving at him as he catches sight of you and Suga. A man slightly shorter than Asahi follows behind him.
Suga turns away from you to see Asahi and Daichi approaching and he opens his arms wide for a hug. “Asahi, Daichi! Good to see ya, fellows. How have you been?” Suga asks them, pulling you up next to him so you could say hello to his buddies.
Asahi gives a shy smile as Suga wraps him in a big bear hug and he stutters out, “I’ve uh, I’ve been good Suga- I can’t b-breathe when you sQUEeze me that tight.” Daichi just laughs and pulls Suga away to do the handshake chest bump thing that guys always do.
“Nice to see you Suga, Y/n, I haven’t seen you in forever! You look beautiful tonight,” Daichi says as he pulls Suga under his arm. Suga shoots you a sheepish grin as his best friends begin to pull him away.
“Y/n, is it alright if we steal him for a little while? To catch up?” Asahi asks as Daichi starts ushering Suga away from you. You just give Suga a little wave as you respond to Asahi, “Yeah, no problem! Just bring him back to me in one piece.”
Asahi laughs as he follows the captain and vice-captain into the mix of the party. You are left alone for a brief moment before someone calls your name. You look around, but you don’t see anyone you recognize.
Suddenly, two shorter boys appear in front of you, large toothy grins gleaming at you. “Noya! Hinata! How are you?!” you squeal out as you trap them both in a hug.
A bored voice from behind them mutters out, “They should be better, they’ve been slacking off at practices.” You pull away and lunge at Kageyama, wrapping the tall, lanky boy in a tight hug with a cry of, “Kags! I should have known you would be here!”
“Hey!!! Why don’t I get any love?” came the fourth voice, and you turn to be faced with Tanaka. You let a laugh leave your lips as you give the last boy a hug before pulling back to look at all four of them.
“I haven’t seen you all in so long, you all look so handsome!” you state happily, hands toying with the side of your dress as you gaze upon them. Tanaka, Hinata, and Noya all beam under your praise, while Kageyama just blushes faintly and covers it up with a cough.
Noya looks around you for a second, confusion obvious on his face as he ponders aloud, “Where’s Sugawara? He was the one who brought you right?”
You go to tell him that Asahi and Daichi stole him but you are cut off by Hinata chirping out, “Yeah, is he like your boyfriend or something now?”
“Oh quit it, you moron,” Kageyama snaps at him, “Sugawara would have told us if he managed to snag her, dumbass.”
You blink dumbly at them all for a second before they all look up at you, eyes wide like puppies who ate something they shouldn’t have. Tanaka breaks the silence by saying, “C’mon guys, do you really think Suga could catch someone as pretty as Y/n? I don’t think so!”
“Hey, I would watch your mouth there, Tanaka,” Daichi’s voice comes. Asahi and Sugawara are right behind him, and Suga slides in next to you with an apologetic smile. He leans down to whisper in your ear as Daichi starts arguing with Tanaka, “Sorry I took so long, the guys really missed me, and I-”
You quickly shush him and shrug with a smile, “No, no it’s alright. I was just catching up with these lunatics.” Suga gives you a grateful smile in return before looking back at his friends, laughing along with a joke Noya told Asahi.
Your (colored) eyes flick over Suga’s handsome face, taking in the soft pink on his cheeks from laughing, the beauty mark next to his eye, and the gentle curve of his lips as he smiles at his friends.
You must have kept your eyes on Suga for a second too long, because Hinaya peeps out, “Hey, Y/n, is there something on Suga’s face that you’re looking at?”
You tear your eyes away from Suga as fast as you can to look anywhere but at any of the people around you. The group of boys all watch you as your face flushes and your mouth gapes open, but no words come out.
Suga starts to get concerned when you don’t say anything, and he murmurs to you, “Hey, what’s going on? Y/n are you okay? Your face is burning up.” You remain silent as you try to think of anything to say, so Suga nods to Daichi as he starts to pull you away from the crowd.
Suga guides you through a large set of heavy spruce doors before leading you out into a small garden. The cool night air helps to calm the rush of heat coating your face and neck, and Suga takes a deep breath in before sighing it out slowly.
“What was all that back there?” Suga asks quietly as you sit down on a long bench on the side of the garden. You avert your eyes away from him as you fiddle with the layers of tool from your black dress.
“Y/n?” Suga asks as he leans down to you, resting one arm on the bench next to you, caging you to the bench with just his body. He brings his other hand up to cup your cheek, bringing your eyes to meet his. You gulp at the warmth of his touch, even though you feel shivers down your spine.
Suga’s expression is anything but harsh though, there is only concern and care in his eyes as he gazes down at you. You open your mouth to answer him but you are left with silence hanging in the air. Suga tries to give you an encouraging smile, allowing his hand to drop from your face to grab one of your hands.
“You know you can tell me anything, Y/n. I’m your best friend.” But I want to be more. The words were left hanging on his tongue, but you didn’t know any different because you were so caught up in your own head.
“I uh, yeah, thanks Suga. I guess I just got lost in thought and zoned out for a minute,” your murmur as you look down at his hand on yours. Best friend. That’s what Suga was to you, a best friend, a study partner, your everything.
“Suga, I-” “Hey, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. Tonight is about having fun, so we don’t have to get too much into this, okay?” Suga cuts you off gently, squeezing your hands reassuringly before reaching behind you to pluck a rose from the bush near your head.
He carefully peels the thorns off quickly before he turns back to you, sliding the brilliant red rose behind your ear with a soft caress to your cheek. He gives you a slight smirk before he shifts his weight and murmurs, “I meant it earlier. You really do look gorgeous tonight, Y/n.”
You blush under his watchful gaze, and you can see his eyes trail over your whole face, even going as far as to take a step back to look at you in your dress. He lets a cheeky whistle slide from his lips as he looks at you fondly, and this time you are at a loss for words because of the way he’s looking at you.
He’s never looked at you like this before.
It was quiet in the car, no music, no hushed whispers, just hanging silence. It wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable, but you could feel some tension between you and Suga.
You were feeling a lot of things after the way he looked at you, but he brushed the situation off fairly quickly, lending you a hand before whisking you back to the party where his friends were waiting.
Suga helped carry the train on your dress as you made your way up to your room, only a few words being passed between the two of you to keep the dress in the best shape possible.
Once you made it comfortably inside the room you turned to Suga, a faint blush coating your cheeks as he unbuttoned the silver-colored vest that was wrapped so neatly around his torso.
“Hey Suga,” you mumble, hands clenching at your sides as you inwardly groan. He turns to you quickly before murmuring back, “Yeah?”
You shuffle closer to him before turning your back to him and saying over your shoulder, “Could you unzip me? I don’t think I can reach it.”
Suga just nods, and he has to clear his throat and mind to keep his thoughts from straying. His mind was tired and he could make a fool of himself if he wasn’t careful.
One of Suga’s warm hands rests on your waist as a brace, and the other hand uses its nimble fingers to slowly slide the zipper down your back. Suga’s breath catches in his throat for a second, his hands lingering longer than they should have.
He can’t help the way he’s looking at you when you turn to face him. His eyes are blown out wide, full of some unknown emotion as he looks over you. Suddenly it clicks in your head.
He’s giving you the same look he gave you in the garden. It’s an intricate look, one of many layers, the first and most outward one being happiness. Then, maybe some adoration and giddiness. But the final depth to it, you couldn’t quite place your finger on it.
You turn to fully face him, opening your mouth to speak before he spits out, “You can have the bathroom first, I’ll uhm, I’ll get changed out here.”
You give him a nod before shuffling over to your suitcase and grabbing your pajamas before slipping into the bathroom. Once the door shuts behind you, a shaky sigh leaves your lips as you lean up against the door.
Fuck, what was that just then?
You get changed as quickly as you can, hanging the dress on its hanger before jumping in the shower. Once you take a quick shower, you wipe your makeup off and comb through your hair. You splash some cool water on your face to help you clear your thoughts, and you lock eyes with yourself in the mirror.
I’ve got to be honest with myself. Something is going on here, and I’m not really sure what it is. I can’t deny it, I like him. I like him a whole hell of a lot. I just can’t ruin this…
You shake your head to try to rid yourself of your lingering thoughts before you walk back out into the main living area of the hotel room. At first, you don’t notice where Suga is at, but then when you catch sight of him, a flush is filling your cheeks before you can help it.
Suga’s back was facing you, but it was very much a shirtless back, and while you had seen him shirtless after practices or even when you were swimming in his pool, this was different. This was domestic, there wasn’t anyone else between you two.
You squeak as you drop your phone, the small rectangle cracking against your foot in your stupor of Suga’s back muscles. He turns around quickly at your cry, and you avert your eyes to the floor to pick up your phone, trying to relax the rapid beating of your heart in your chest.
When you look up, Suga is pulling on a shirt, but you still manage to see the nice set of muscles set upon his toned torso. You wander over to your suitcase, putting away your toothbrush and other small items before glancing over at him.
Suga was already looking at you and he quips out, “Why’s your face all red? Did you use up all the hot water?” You just giggle to try to cover your butt, and he joins in as you nod, “Yeah, you know me too well, Suga.”
The rest of the evening slides by rather silently, with you scrolling through your phone before giving up and trying to sleep. Suga, however, is sitting at the desk next to his bed, reading one of the books he packed. He even had his reading glasses on so he could dim the light a little more for you, in hopes you would be able to fall asleep.
After 30 minutes of tossing and turning you shuffle up and whisper out, “Suga? Do you think you could lay with me? I can’t seem to fall asleep.” When Suga looks up from his book at you, your hair is slightly mussed from your constant motion, and your t-shirt is just barely hanging off your shoulder.
You looked as exhausted as he felt. He just gives a tired smile before nodding and placing his book down. He slides his glasses off before rubbing at his tired eyes, flicking the lamp off as he stands up.
Suga walks over to the side of your bed closest to his, so that if you wanted him to move to his own bed, it would be less of a hazard in the darkness. You pull the covers back for him, and soon enough Suga is settling down next to you, laying flat on his back.
You roll over onto your side to face him, and in the darkness, you can see his eyes twinkling from the lights of the city behind him. You whisper into the darkness, “Thanks for inviting me on this trip, Suga. It means a lot, you know. I’m not one who grew up with all the fancy things you have, so this was a true experience for me. Thank you.”
You can hear a tired chuckle from Suga as he whispers back to you, “No, Y/n. Thank you for coming with me. Don’t know what I would have done without you today.”
You just smile to yourself at his words, your heart fluttering a little more as you hear him softly groan as he fluffs his pillow before flopping down again. You blink once before closing your eyes and murmuring, “Goodnight, Suga.”
A quiet, “Goodnight, Y/n,” is the only response you hear before you are pulled under by sleep. Except you missed the silent thought floating around in Suga’s head.
I love you.
A soft beam of glowing sunlight is what wakes you up, the ray shining brightly into your face as it slid past the parted curtain. You blink your eyes a few times to allow them to adjust to the light, and you are confused for a second at how heavy the blanket feels around you.
Said heavy blanket groans softly in your ear as he too squints at the light filling the room. Suga’s arm was wrapped firmly around your waist, pulling you close to his broad chest. This had you waking up fast, because the fact that your best friend was most definitely spooning you right now was a little jarring.
A groggy but deep grumble of “G’morning” falls from Suga’s lips as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. Warm puffs of air from his nose land on your skin, and you shiver at the goosebumps that rise on your arms and legs.
Suga shuffles a little more, tightening his grip around you as he mumbles, “You cold, Y/n? I’m roasting right now.” You giggle at his words before turning around in his arms, a whine leaving his lips as you shuffle around.
“Good morning, Suga,” you whisper as he blinks sleepily at you, large brown eyes soft in his morning glow. “Good morning, Y/n,” he says back with a dopey grin, a slight flush covering his cheeks at your close proximity.
You push on his chest with a gentle shove and another giggle as you murmur, “You said that already, you dork.” Suga just chuckles along with you and says, “I guess I’m not used to waking up next to you. We’ve been best friends for how long now and we’ve never had to share a bed?”
You both laugh at his words, enjoying each other’s company for another quiet minute before Suga’s phone starts ringing. Suga rolls onto his back with a loud groan, his arms and legs making a large starfish across the bed, pushing you off in his haste.
You cough a few times as you glare up at him, and Suga just points to his phone and mouths, “Sorry, I need to take this.” He grabs a pair of clothes before disappearing into the bathroom without another word.
The soft noise of the shower turning on alerts you that it was safe to get changed, so you pulled on a pair of jeans and a comfortable sweater before scrolling through your phone as you waited for Suga.
The day itself wasn’t meant to be super exciting, Suga had gotten an extra day in Manhattan for you to sightsee and go shopping. The flight to Japan was leaving that night though, and it was the last flight leaving for the night so you couldn’t miss it.
Suga allows you to drag him around the city, taking pictures at small cafes and huge signs here or there for your family back home. There was one building that had pretty brickwork and you asked Suga if he wanted to take a selfie with you.
He took the selfie on his phone, he had the better camera after all. You both smiled at the camera with large grins before Suga started counting down, “3… 2…. 1… ” and on what should have been cheese, he pressed a gentle kiss to the side of your cheek instead.
You tried not to think about the lingering feeling of his lips on your cheek as you ask him to send you the photo. Little do you know, he saved it as his lock screen while he was waiting for your phone to receive the picture.
After getting dinner at a small and locally owned restaurant, Suga begins pulling you toward the hotel. You both pack up your suitcases and bags, and before you knew it you were boarding the same jet that had taken you to the states.
The sky was pitch black as the plane ascended upwards, and you find yourself burying your face into your hands as you adjust to the feeling of being thousands of feet in the air. Suga was sitting next to you quietly, writing something in his journal about the event and talking to the CEOs.
The silence isn’t necessarily comfortable, there’s nothing except for the sound of the flight, and you can’t help but feel like you need to say something. You shuffle in your seat for a second, trying to get comfortable on the large cushion underneath you without bumping into Suga.
“Hey, Suga?” you ask softly, trying to not bug him if he was writing something important. He finishes writing whatever thought he had before turning to you, one hand coming up to rest against his cheek as he regards you.
“Yeah?” he prompts as he looks over your form, your hands clenching together as if you were unsure if what you were going to say was okay or not.
You turn to face him a little more, and you stare directly into his brown eyes as you say, “Thank you, again for taking me on this trip. I really had a lot of fun, and it was great to see Daichi and Asahi again. Noya and Tanaka too of course...”
Your words start to fade in Suga’s head as he gazes upon you. The lights from the city were shining brightly against the night sky behind you, lighting up the hair around you like a golden halo. The soft and warm-toned lights from inside the plane made your (colored) eyes sparkle, and suddenly, all Suga could think about was you.
He thought about all the times he tried to ask a girl out on a date, but they all rejected him because they thought he had a girlfriend. Suga was always so confused, he was hurt by the fact that no one wanted to date the rich kid, no one even tried to mooch off of him.
And it was because everyone knew he had you. You were always by his side, eating lunch next to him, walking to class with him, getting rides home in the winter because he didn’t want you walking home in the snow.
He had fallen so utterly and deeply in love with you over the years, and he was ready to toss it all out of the window with his next action.
Slowly but confidently, Suga brings his right hand up to cup your cheek, allowing his hand to glide behind your head. He leans in, eyes soft but determined. You didn’t understand what was going on at first, allowing your words to slowly drift off as Suga was the only thing you could think of.
His left hand finds a place on your waist, pulling you gently toward him as his head starts to tilt to the right. Your heart starts beating faster in your chest as butterflies erupt in your stomach.
Suga was giving you all the time if you so desired to pull away, but he was pleasantly surprised when you leaned in, lips parting ever so slightly as you shut your eyes.
His lips felt like fire and ice all at once, burning and freezing as the air left your lungs. Kissing Suga was like eating a meal after fasting for weeks on end. He felt so much like home it almost scared you.
Suga’s lips move against yours at a bruising pace, letting you set the tone of the passionate kiss. You hear a slight groan from Suga when you brush your tongue against his bottom lip. He takes charge quickly though, his tongue chasing after yours playfully.
You try to battle him for dominance, your hands sliding across his chest before rising to tug on his hair. Suga takes this chance to tug gently on your bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away slowly, chest heaving from the weight behind the kiss.
You lean forward quickly though, press a soft peck on his lips before he pulls you close, leaning your forehead against his while you both catch your breath. No words are shared for a second as you both regain somewhat normal breathing, and this time you notice the flush on Suga’s cheeks.
You can see the city lights reflecting on his face as he looks at you, eyes blown wide with surprise and happiness, and definitely something else.
It’s the look he gave you in the garden, and it’s the look he gave you when he helped you out of your dress. This time, words start to come to mind to describe the look he’s giving you.
It’s tender and sweet. It’s fond and warm. It’s so Suga. It’s so… intimate.
You go to say something, but Suga beats you to it as he reaches for your hand. Suga swallows thickly and then says, “Y/n, I- I'm sorry, I don’t know what came over me, but hear me out okay?”
You open your mouth to interject, but you decide against it and give him a nod. He takes a deep breath and squeezes your hand ever so slightly, his own shaking slightly at his sudden nerves.
“Y/n, I know we have been best friends for a long time, and I really have enjoyed our friendship, and I mean it. But, I can’t deny it any longer,” he looks down at your hands before looking you square in the eyes.
“I am in love with you, and I have been for years now. I tried to play it off as sisterly love, because we were practically raised together. But I couldn’t deny the way my chest would flutter when yet another girl would turn me down for one reason and one reason only, you.”
You blink in surprise for a second, but Suga continues, “I couldn’t help but feel mad when jocks from the soccer team would try to ask you to the spring formal. I thought it was because I am your best friend, but I love you more than that.”
You give him a smile back, a warm feeling spreading over your body as you manage to choke out, “I love you to Suga, and not just in the best friend kind of way.”
Relief and joy flood Suga’s face, and you almost swore you saw tears gather at the edges of his eyes. He flushes softly before murmuring, “Can I kiss you again?”
You give him a gentle nod before he pulls you onto his lap, holding you close to his toned chest before leaning forward and kissing you like his life depended on it.
And on that flight, city lights against the midnight sky became an ambient background as the two of you discovered what you had been missing out on for all these years.
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Random soft boyfriend headcanons - Karasuno
mentions: Sugawara, Daichi, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kageyama, Hinata x gn!reader
A/N: okay before y’all come for me I know I left out Ennoshita, Narita and Kinoshita. I’m so so sorry and I do feel really bad but I just don’t have many headcanons for them 😞
he would send you voice memos in the middle of the night if he wakes up missing you
100% initiates pillow fights
he can sing really well but he sings off key to make you laugh
pinches your cheeks and then looks at you with a little nose scrunch before kissing you sometimes
you guys have weekly reality tv show viewings
his favourite cuddle position is facing each other because he likes to give eskimo kisses
he will celebrate all of your achievements, no matter how small
he will talk about you all the time to other people because he’s just so proud to be yours
dates with him aren’t always super exciting, he enjoys more of the domestic life with you
every time you go to the grocery store, you’ll split off and find a new snack you wanna try together
he really enjoys taking baths together and just talking about each others day
“you’re it for me, I’m gonna marry you one day” you heard him say this when he thought you were sleeping
he loves cooking and baking with you
its a Sunday tradition for the two of you to make brunch together, dancing around in the kitchen
he leaves little notes everywhere, ranging from love notes to you or just random colour combinations to think about for his next project
carries around either a hair tie or clip in case you need it
will design clothes for you and takes his time getting your measurements every time just to ensure its perfect because you deserve it
Literally the most gentle and loving partner (you’ve seen him with kiyoko)
Will worship the ground you walk on but is not suffocating
His sister is his best friend and he tells her all about you but makes her promise not to mention how much he’s into you
He has a favourite blanket from when he was a kid and its on his bed every night when he goes to sleep, but you’re the only person he lets see it. Not even Noya has seen it
he’s the type to get you a promise ring, but not the cheesy kind cause he wants you to know how serious he is. It’s a simple band, perfect for stacking, but it has the date of when HE realized he loved you engraved on the inside
He always switches out the shoelaces on his shoes so they aren't the colour it original comes, but now he switches it with yours
He loves bracelets and made you guys matching ones
He likes to cuddle when he goes to sleep, so he doesn’t care what position you’re in he will hold you
made you a build-a-bear with a voice message so that when you’re not together you have someone to cuddle with
has all of your favourite lines from movies you’ve seen together memorized, all he will dramatically recite them to see you smile
He loves it when you push his buttons
Nothing makes him more proud than when you stand up for yourself, even in a joking manner
Takes you on museum dates and the two of you spend hours reciting random facts you both know
he’ll get super needy and as you cuddle on the couch together, he will pretend to rawr (like the dinosaurs he loves) into your neck and give you light kisses and nibbles to hear you giggle
When you start overthinking or you begin rambling over something silly he will squish your cheeks together and just say “you’re going to overwork your brain like that, you’re okay”
He loves to give hugs from behind and he’ll rest his head either on your shoulder or head depending on your height
Has a notes folder of all the dates and special moments of your relationship
sends good morning and good night text religiously
once a month you guys have a movie marathon and he always builds a fort filled with snacks and fairy lights
he writes you love letters -- I mean handwritten, perfectly sealed with wax kind of love letters
Will always get an extra drink box from the vending machine for you
He likes to watch anime with you, preferably with you lying between his legs
Carries a picture of his grandpa in his wallet and after a while next to him is a picture of the two of you
Like Tsukki, if he can tell you’re overthinking he will boop your nose and give you a little smile as his way of telling you he’s here for you
He uses his fingers when he’s counting but now he counts yours
Will always get you flowers but if he’s in a rush he’ll pick random flowers on the street and makes a mini bouquet, even if they’re just pretty weeds
Is a spider-man fanatic and drags you to the playground when he sees one so he can hang upside down to kiss you
tells Natsu about you
loves to wear matching outfits with you, and he will purposely buy sets on the bigger side so you both can swap at any time
if its raining or snowing outside, he will drag you outside and dance with you
he calls you beautiful in Spanish because he thinks its hotter
you have colouring dates
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poli sugawara x annie x daichi.
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Amor é um sentimento único.
Annie sempre acreditou que era impossível amar romanticamente duas pessoas ao mesmo tempo. Isso era quase universal, todos diziam que quando se ama alguém é somente essa pessoa e não se tem olhos para nenhuma outra. E ela acreditou fielmente nisso.
Quando conheceu Sawamura Daichi, soube que era ele. Não amor em um primeiro momento, mas não demorou muito para estar perdidamente apaixonada.
Paixão arde como fogo.
Estar apaixonada por duas pessoas não era necessariamente um problema, pois paixão é momentânea, paixão é desejo, é físico. Diferente de amor. Pelo menos era o que ela sempre ouviu por aí.
Então quando Annie sentiu o coração acelerar forte no peito ao ver Sugawara Koshi exibindo um sorriso doce, descartou a arritmia e acreditou que era paixão.
Daichi e Koshi eram bonitos, gentis e atenciosos consigo, então não era surpreendente que ela estivesse atraída por ambos, foi o que pensou. Ela também achou que não era problemático sair com ambos separadamente, em clima de romance, mesmo eles sendo melhores amigos.
Ela era uma mulher solteira, afinal.
Cada encontro era único, os avanços eram quase simultâneos e quando ela experimentou o beijo de cada um, percebeu que não poderia viver sem eles, no plural, pois queria ambos os homens para si. E se sentiu culpada por isso.
Após admitir para si e para os dois amigos que, não sabia como, mas os amava e não tinha como escolher, Daichi e Koshi também sabiam que não podiam perdê-la.
Annie não entendeu como o processo foi tão natural. Os melhores amigos concordaram em relacionar-se simultaneamente, pois a amavam e se ela os amava também, estava tudo bem.
E foi por se agarrar nesse sentimento que lhe doía e que andava lado a lado com sua própria cobiça, que Annie estava abraçada em uma conchinha com Sugawara no sofá de casa. Casa essa que Daichi também morava.
Estavam curtindo preguiça, no único dia que coincidia com a folga deles.
— Hm, essa posição está confortável para você? – o platinado perguntou sonolento, remexendo-se no sofá.
Annie teve sua atenção desviada da TV e a desligou, virando-se para encarar o namorado, que tinha caído no sono assim que ela deitou ao seu lado para relaxar e acompanhar o programa que ele estava vendo.
— Sim – respondeu, entrelaçando as pernas na dele, para que pudessem ficar mais confortáveis — A tv estava muito alta? Eu nem estava prestando atenção, desculpe se te acordou.
Sugawara murmurou negando, não foi o volume da tv que o acordou, mas sim seu próprio pau que acordou antes que ele estivesse consciente, ao sentir a bunda da morena roçar, acidentalmente ou não, em si.
— Na verdade é um pouco apertado nesse sofá – ele começou dizendo — Deite-se aqui sobre mim, ficaremos mais confortáveis.
Com ele batendo no próprio peito desnudo, Annie sorriu e movimentou o corpo preguiçosamente para cima, apoiando-se nele, que aproveitou o espaço livre para deitar corretamente no sofá e encostar a cabeça na almofada.
Não demorou muito para que ela sentisse a protuberância dele, ainda coberta pelo short, em sua barriga.
— Você não me engana, Koshi – ela disse, observando como ele parecia fofo sorrindo — Te conheço a tempo suficiente.
Mesmo que Sugawara tivesse uma expressão ofendida agora, Annie não iria se deixar enganar, não mais. Estavam há dois anos juntos e nem precisaram de muito tempo para que ela percebesse que a face de bom moço inocente era uma máscara do platinado.
Ele realmente podia ser fofo e gentil. Mas inocente ele não era.
Travesso, ele deslizou as mãos nas coxas fartas dela, subindo a camiseta grande de Daichi que ela vestia.
— Eu não pareço mais um garoto ingênuo para você? – ele perguntou vendo-a negar, enrolando os dedos no cós da calcinha, a única peça que ela estava usando — Isso facilita as coisas.
Sem pudor algum, ele deslizou uma das mãos para dentro da camiseta, encontrando o par de seios que estavam livres de sutiã, massageando-os. Com o estímulo nos mamilos sensíveis, a morena gemeu, arrumando a postura e sentando-se direto no volume abaixo de si. Sugawara cerrou a mandíbula e respirou fundo, sentindo a lubrificação dela transpassar a calcinha fina e molhar seu pau através do short.
— Porra, já está molhada assim?
Annie abriu os olhos e gemeu em resposta, era sempre um contraste o palavreado sujo com suas feições bonitas e delicadas. Sentindo a namorada rebolar vagarosamente em seu pau, Koshi levou a mão livre para segurá-la pela nuca, para que ela se aproximasse de seu rosto e o olhasse nos olhos.
— Pronta pra mim? – perguntou enquanto deslizava a outra mão para a umidade formada na calcinha — Desesperada para que eu possa foder você com meu pau?
— Ahhn, Koshi.
Ouvir seu nome naquele gemido bonito só o incentivou mais. Circulando o polegar no clitóris sob a calcinha, ele a apertou um pouco mais.
— Oi. Responda direito, princesa.
O apelido fofo parecia indecente da maneira que soou na voz do namorado. Annie quis fechar os olhos, numa tentativa de esconder a vergonha, sempre era pega de surpresa pela falta de filtro de Sugawara.
— Por favor, Koshi… – ela respondeu, desviando o olhar, sentindo os lábios finos e macios dele roçarem nos seus — Me toque direito.
Sugawara sorriu com o pedido direto e, sem rodeios, ele moveu a mão para dentro da calcinha, deslizando os dedos pelos lábios molhados, massageando o clitóris inchado e sensível.
— Uhum, ahh-
Annie gemeu contra a boca do namorado, que puxou os lábios dela iniciando um beijo bagunçado, engolindo todos os gemidos dela para si.
Em meio aos gemidos abafados, Annie estremeceu sob o toque do platinado ao ouvir passos aproximando-se dos dois. Encerrando o beijo, ela virou o rosto na direção da televisão, apoiando o rosto no ombro de Sugawara, ainda aproveitando seus toques.
Daichi estava parado em frente ao sofá, apenas com uma boxer preta. A morena salivou com a visão do corpo bem definido do namorado, o pau marcando na cueca. Ela ergueu um dos braços na direção dele, chamando-o silenciosamente, ofegante.
— Uhm… Parece que vocês estão se divertindo – ele disse, a voz mais grossa e profunda por ter acabado de acordar — Suga está fazendo um bom trabalho, não é? – perguntou se aproximando, vendo ela concordar.
Não demorou para que o moreno estivesse no sofá, entre as pernas do platinado, segurando a cintura de Annie por trás e apertando a carne suavemente. Querendo sentir mais do toque do Sawamura, ela inclinou o corpo para trás, apoiando as costas no peitoral desnudo.
— Tem roupas demais por aqui – ele disse sorrindo, sentindo ela se esfregar em seu pau.
Após Daichi tirar a própria cueca, ele tirou sua camiseta do corpo da namorada e Sugawara tirou os dedos de dentro da calcinha, então ela aproveitou para puxar o short que ele ainda vestia, exibindo o pau rosado e bonito, babado de pré-gozo.
— Hmmm, que bocetinha doce – Suga afirmou enquanto passava a língua entre os próprios dedos — Prove, Daichi.
O moreno abriu a boca, sentindo pelos dedos de Koshi o sabor doce na língua.
— Realmente doce. Você tem um gosto tão bom, princesa – ele disse, fazendo com que ela deitasse no sofá, apoiando a cabeça em suas coxas grossas.
Na outra ponta do móvel, Sugawara se inclinou nas pernas de pele escura, finalmente tirando a calcinha, deixando-a totalmente nua. Annie gemeu alto quando sentiu a língua dele passear livremente por sua boceta, atingindo o clitóris vez ou outra, ao mesmo tempo que a mão dele e de Daichi se movimentaram para segurar seus seios. Suga levantou ainda mais as pernas da namorada, apoiando-a nos ombros, concentrando-se apenas em chupar o clitóris sensível enquanto ela deixava seu queixo molhado de excitação.
Daichi moveu-se para o lado, segurando levemente o rosto de Annie, para que ela o olhasse. Ela abriu a boca, colocando a língua para fora, tentando alcançar o pau grosso que latejava para cima e para baixo.
— Seu pau é tão gostoso – disse entre gemidos, levando uma das mãos para massagear suas bolas — Me deixa sentir como ele é bom, por favor.
Sugawara gemeu entre suas pernas, sentindo o próprio pau latejar com o pedido que não lhe foi direcionado.
— Um pedido desses não se nega, Daichi.
— Eu não poderia negar nem se eu quisesse – disse movendo o membro para a boca dela.
— Você é uma cadelinha que ama nossos paus, não é? – Suga perguntou, introduzindo dois dedos na entrada apertada — Está encharcada, sujando todo o sofá.
A morena fechou os olhos, não conseguia responder, sentindo o vai e vem ritmado de Daichi. Quando Suga desferiu um tapa em seu clitóris, abriu mais as pernas e a boca, fazendo com que o pênis do moreno atingisse sua garganta, mantendo-o ali.
O Sawamura agarrou os cabelos longos, sentindo como a garganta estava apertando seu pau. Os cabelos negros e curtos bagunçados, suor escorrendo pelo peito e abdômen, os braços tensionados, cheios de veias proeminentes. Que Daichi era bonito, era inegável, mas para Annie nada se comparava a como ele ficava lindo assim, com os lábios entreabertos e a respiração pesada de prazer.
Com a boca de Sugawara e os dedos ritmados, Annie sentiu o orgasmo cada vez mais próximo. Gemendo, ela inclinou o corpo na direção dele, mas assim que o platinado sentiu o aperto em seus dedos aumentarem, ele parou, impedindo que ela gozasse.
— Ahh Kosh––
Quis protestar, mas foi impedida pela mão de Daichi que ainda a segurava pela cabeça. E as pernas que se debatiam de frustração, foram seguradas por Sugawara.
— T-Tenha calma, bebê – o moreno falou com dificuldade, sentindo as vibrações diretamente na glande, onde era mais sensível — Suga tem sido malvado, mas nós iremos encher você, não se preocupe.
— Shh – o platinado pediu, fazendo um leve carinho na bochecha dela, que estava esticada devido ao volume em sua boca — Pode parecer ruim agora, mas você sabe como será bom quando puder gozar.
A cabeça de Annie balançou, confirmando, a língua arrastando-se por toda a extensão de Daichi, que sentindo o orgasmo próximo, afastou-se, removendo o membro por completo.
— Venha aqui, deixe o papai ser bom para você.
Ele se acomodou no sofá, levantando o corpo da namorada e apoiando-a em si, por trás. Deslizou o membro por toda a sua intimidade, que estava bem preparada. Sentindo-o todo dentro, Annie agarrou os braços de Suga, tremendo.
— Tão bonita, sensível assim… E se eu tocar aqui – Koshi falou tocando o clitóris com os dedos — Tenho certeza que ficará ainda melhor.
— Porra, Annie, tão apertada – disse Daichi, envolvendo o braço na barriga dela, mantendo um ritmo forte.
Devido ao orgasmo interrompido, a morena já se sentia próxima novamente, o membro do Sawamura estava tão fundo e os dedos de Sugawara tão precisos, que não levaria muito tempo.
O balançar descoordenado do quadril e os gemidos sem sentido a denunciaram.
— Se continuarmos assim, ela vai acabar gozando – Koshi alertou.
Sem se importar com os joguinhos do namorado, Daichi continuou.
— Olhe pra mim – chamou a namorada, que estava confusa com os estímulos — Goze no meu pau – ditou, se aproximando dos lábios dela, que já estavam vermelhos de tanto que ela os mordeu.
— Own, Daichi é um papai tão gentil, sempre pronto para ceder aos seus desejos – Koshi brincou, os gemidos finos e sôfregos que ela soltava — Relaxe, não irei parar dessa vez.
Em meio a um beijo bagunçado, estocadas fortes e dedos ritmados, Annie finalmente pôde liberar seu orgasmo, molhando o pau de Daichi e o apertando a ponto de quase expulsá-lo. Os braços de Suga passaram em volta dela, puxando o corpo dela novamente para si e tirando-a do moreno, voltando à posição inicial, deitados com ela por cima.
— Você ainda está tão apertada, princesa – ele disse, tentando introduzir seu membro dessa vez — Aperte-se em volta do meu pau, hm?
Com um pouco de esforço, Koshi estava dentro, sendo apertado loucamente, pois ela ainda tremia. Cavalgando no namorado, Annie não percebeu quando Daichi os deixou e voltou com o lubrificante, afastando seu cabelo preto para o lado para que pudesse distribuir beijos em sua costa, ombros e nuca. Enquanto o platinado a fodia lentamente, o moreno circulava os dedos pegajosos e lubrificados em sua outra entrada.
— Seja uma boa menina e receba nós dois, ok? – ele perguntou, olhando ela confirmar com um aceno, enquanto tentava, com dificuldade, rebolar em seus dedos.
— Vamos, Daichi – disse Koshi entre gemidos baixos — Nossa cadelinha está babando de ansiedade para ter dois paus dentro dela.
Annie quis negar, mas era verdade, quando sentiu o tapa forte do Sawamura em sua bunda, tudo que pôde fazer foi gemer, recebendo dois dedos de Sugawara em sua boca.
— Para se acalmar… Ou morder, se doer.
Vendo que ela estava preparada para lhe receber, Daichi deslizou quase tortuosamente para dentro da entrada apertada. Annie apenas chupava os dedos em sua boca, se não fosse a preparação seria muito mais difícil. Quando o moreno empurrou o quadril para entrar por completo, os três gemeram juntos com a sensação, eles podiam sentir tudo e seus corpos formigavam de prazer.
Inclinando-se no corpo da morena, Daichi apoiou a cabeça no ombro dela, levando a mão livre para acariciar o rosto de Koshi, iniciando o primeiro movimento. Gemendo com a sensação de estar completamente preenchida, Annie desceu, fazendo com que Sugawara continuasse.
Em meio ao suor e o vai e vem alternado entre os dois homens, Annie podia jurar que estava delirando de prazer. Ela não conseguia pronunciar nenhuma frase completa, como uma boa cadela que era, a única coisa que saía de sua boca eram gemidos confusos pedindo por mais.
— Ah-h, porra – Daichi gemeu, acelerando, sentindo o aperto da mão de Sugawara em seu braço — Pedindo por mais, enquanto nós dois estamos te fodendo.
— I-Insaciável, é isso que você é, princesa – Koshi gemeu, a boceta apertando seu pau cada vez mais e seus dedos sendo chupados com toda fome do mundo, ele estava entorpecido. Não se sabia mais onde começavam seus corpos, nem onde se dividiam, os três estavam misturados em uma deliciosa bagunça, como café ao leite com chocolate.
Era demais para Annie, todos os estímulos que recebia, as mãos deslizando em seu corpo, os beijos que lhe eram distribuídos aqui e ali, os dois entrando e saindo em um ritmo cada vez mais rápido e intenso… Inebriada com os dois corpos pressionando contra si, ela nem mesmo conseguiu anunciar que iria gozar, tremendo entre os dois, embaralhando seus nomes.
— E-eu amo quando sua boceta me aperta assim – Koshi falou, perdendo o controle dos próprios movimentos — Foda-se, princesa, eu vou gozar em você. Diga que eu posso.
— S-sim, K-koshi, por favor!
Mais alguns movimentos e o platinado gemeu longamente, o pau latejando nas paredes apertadas, jorrando todo o seu esperma. Annie tremeu com a sensação do líquido quente se espalhando, ofegante e com a respiração falha, ela se inclinou na direção dele, distribuindo selinhos em seu pescoço, subindo pela mandíbula e bochechas rosadas.
Antes que Sugawara pudesse sair de dentro da namorada, Daichi segurou Annie pelo quadril, movimentando-a para cima e para baixo.
— A-ah, sensível, D-Daichi – Suga gemeu, a queimação se espalhando por todo seu corpo por ter seu pau sendo estimulado após o orgasmo recente.
— Eu sei. Você pode gozar mais uma vez, não pode? – pediu, torturando os dois companheiros e a si mesmo.
Sugawara apenas gemeu, concordando, ele era um bom menino, no fim das contas. Mal tiveram tempo de organizar os pensamentos e ambos gozaram novamente, com Daichi prolongando o prazer dos dois enquanto buscava o próprio.
— Vocês são tão bons pra mim – disse, entrelaçando os dedos na mão do platinado e distribuindo beijos no ombro da morena — Você está me apertando tanto, princesa, estou gozando agora.
Annie apenas concordou e gemeu ansiosa, apertando incontrolavelmente os dois dentro de si, sentindo o corpo tremer, fervilhando por ter sido levada ao ápice tão rapidamente. Gemidos longos e pedintes podiam ser ouvidos por todo o apartamento quando Daichi finalmente veio, preenchendo todo o seu interior. Cansada, ela quase caiu no peito de Suga, mas foi carregada para cima do moreno, que fez com que ela se aconchegasse em seu peito e sentasse em seu colo.
— Meu Deus, que bagunça – ela falou rindo e com os olhos fechados, sem precisar ver o estrago que tinham feito, sentindo o líquido pegajoso dos dois escorrer por suas coxas.
Os rapazes inclinaram a cabeça para ver e sorriram com ela, Suga ainda deitado, os três pares de pés deslizando, acariciando uns aos outros.
Daichi respirou fundo, aspirando o perfume do cabelo da namorada.
— Precisamos de um banho – Koshi propôs, jogando a franja para trás da testa suada.
Os dois morenos murmuraram, concordando.
— Hmm… – Annie abriu os olhos, colocando as mãos na barriga, o que chamou a atenção dos dois — Estou com fome.
Eles a encararam e começaram a rir, Sugawara sentou na frente dos dois e passou as mãos pelas laterais da barriga dela, fazendo cócegas leves.
— HAHAH Koshi! Não! Para, por favor! – Annie pediu em meio a gargalhadas.
— Como você pode estar com fome? – ele perguntou, suavizando as cócegas — Eu disse que ela era insaciável, Daichi.
O moreno apenas gargalhou, encarando os dois, enquanto Annie se remexia em seu colo. O relacionamento dos três podia ser visto de muitas formas, muitas vezes como algo ruim, não eram todos que entendiam a situação, mas naquele momento, com o peito acelerado e doendo de felicidade, Daichi sabia que o que sentia pelos dois era amor.
Não trocaria aquilo por nada.
— Ah – ele levantou, carregando-a como uma noiva em direção ao banheiro — Vamos nos limpar primeiro e depois eu cozinho para vocês.
— Uh, sua comida é tão boa, não é Koshi? – perguntou sentindo a boca salivar.
— Sim, muito boa.
Daichi sorriu envergonhado, descendo o corpo dela para que pudesse ficar em pé no banheiro.
O box parecia apertado com tantos corpos tentando compartilhar o chuveiro, podia parecer uma confusão, tantas mãos tentando se ensaboar, deslizando entre os braços, barriga e coxas, carícias e beijos atrapalhados, mas ainda sim tudo estava completamente certo para os três, assim que deveria ser.
Foi quase combinado quando eles se alinharam e deitaram na cama, exaustos. Com as mãos entrelaçadas, distribuíram selares que se perdiam entre eles e trocaram juras de amor silenciosas. Como se compartilhassem os pensamentos, sentiram o coração saltitar de satisfação, eram felizes, não apenas dois dividindo, os três faziam parte daquele sentimento que era único.
Adormeceram não muito tempo depois, aninhados um ao outro, misturados. Enamorados, transbordando amor.
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YOUR GUYS TEXTS AS SONG LYRICS
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includes; timeskip!suna, sugawara, semi, and hinata | a/n; this prob doesn’t make sense but whatever [cry]
JHENE AIKO - OTW
SUMMER WALKER - TONIGHT
SUMMER WALKER - TONIGHT (again)
RIHANNA - LOVEEEEEEE SONG
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♬ Sugawara ♬
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so i may or may not have marked on my wall the heights of some of the hq boys to compare to me lmfao...
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Top 5 HQ characters that would have a Britney moment and shave all their hair off
I cant imagine any haikyuu character shaving their head on purpose
but having a bad bitch britney spears moment?
Oikawa. Suga. Bokuto.Atsumu and maybe Tendou
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top 5 haikyuu characters
not including kenma lol
it would be kuroo, noya, oikawa, bokuto,sugawara
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He's wearing daichi's hoodie
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Congrats on 300!!!!!🎉
Can I have a star matchup please 💕
My zodiac is aquarius (and also my moon is cancer, and my rising leo... You probably don't need it but it's there) and my self ship is suga or iwa (you can choose which on you want to do ☺️)
Again congratulations...and have a wonderful rest of your day/night ( ◜‿◝ )♡
𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕦𝕡 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕊𝕦𝕘𝕒 ♊︎♒︎
Aquarius is ruled by the Planets Saturn (Karma) and Uranus (Rebellion)
Gemini by the Planet Mercury (Communication).
Saturn and Uranus combine their powers to lend Aquarius their progressive, original mind and the determination to put their ideas to good use.
Aquarius is the great humanitarian of the Zodiac. Gemini is a great thinker and conversationalist, and can easily help out if Aquarius gets stuck on an idea and needs a little mental shove.
Gemini’s more flexible mind can greatly aid Aquarius in times of tension or rigidity.
Both Aquarius and Gemini are Air Signs.
Their intellectual bond is strong and true.
They’re both quite social by nature
Gemini is witty and chatty, in love with impressing people with that quick and agile brain
and Aquarius loves all sorts of people.
The more different kinds of people Aquarius knows, the better Aquarius feels in life.
Both Signs’ interests are multiple and wide-ranging.
Gemini’s penchant for good talks and debates is satisfied by the many experiences these two Signs are likely to share.
Trust is a strange thing for this couple. We should emphasize that they will trust each other.
Aquarius finds lying ridiculous and Gemini will usually feel free enough not to lie.
On the other hand, Aquarius understands one’s need for privacy
For this is a sign where Neptune is exalted.
They will both probably have this ultimate trust for their partner and are rarely deceived because of their premise to give and receive freedom as an absolute priority.
None of them will have any satisfaction in storytelling or lying when there are so many interesting things to talk about with their weirdo partner, and so little to share that will be judged
When Gemini and Aquarius engage in an intellectual debate, they are fun for everyone to watch.
They stimulate each other’s mind to such a point that they fire arguments they weren’t aware existed in their thoughts.
While Gemini will probably be fascinated by the belief system of Aquarius, always so rational and humane
Aquarius will have an opportunity to relieve some of their ego problem with their Gemini partner.
The mutable quality of Gemini will allow them to adapt to some of those rigid Aquarian attitudes and opinions even if they disagree.
Gemini does have this mellow nature that understands the flow of the social touch with other people, and will rarely fight for their beliefs with someone they feel really close to.
This is a good thing for their everyday life, but in general, this can present a problem because the authentic personality of Gemini could be shushed until they are not sure who they are anymore
It is important for them to have enough flexibility for one another
No mstter how different their premises might be.
Still, it is best if they share the same basic life philosophy, which they usually do, or they could get distant and lose interest in each other.
As two Air representatives they find that communication is the solution to any problem, but aren’t aware how far from Earth they might get with their ideas unrealized and their goals unreached because of too much talk, and too little action.
We could say that Gemini and Aquarius understand each other perfectly when it comes to their emotions.
Usually this is true, but that doesn’t mean this is what they both need.
In most cases, their rational, mental natures will complement each other in an exciting way, but there is not much emotion to be built in the core of their relationship.
It seems that both of these partners need to find someone a bit warmer in order to feel things more deeply and light their passionate hearts.
They will much more often become friends than lovers, even if they were attracted to each other when they first met.
Suffice it to say that they both value intellect.
The rest is just something that other signs worry about.
However, Aquarius can be very passionate about their humane beliefs and will often support them strongly.
This is something Gemini can understand but rarely supports.
Because of the fact that Aquarius partner values equality of the people as much as their own freedom, this can be their point of separation, even though Gemini partner does not really disagree.
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Aquarius is the only sign capable to really surprise Gemini.
They are so different than everyone else and represent a step that Gemini should climb if they want their life to be unbelievable.
This is not always the case because some of the Aquarius’ weirdness can be a show off, designed by their need to mend their turbulent Sun.
Still, it is exciting for them both to enter this relationship
Aquarius to surprise and Gemini to follow them wherever they go.
Their main activity to be shared is movement.
They could drive thousands of miles just to find a specific ice cream or for no reason at all.
Mostly they can do anything together, from travelling and clubbing, to reading labels and instructions on the use of different kitchenware.
Gemini needs a partner who doesn’t bore them or make them feel inhibited.
When you look at things this way, you could say that there is no better match for them than the fabulous Aquarius.
Aquarius needs someone to understand their grandiose ideas and discuss each one with them, and also someone who doesn’t make them feel inhibited.
Who could do this better than Gemini?
However, they could find themselves in a relationship that doesn’t have enough emotion and compassion, and this is certain to surface as soon as the first disturbing thing happens in the life of one of these partners.
They need to work on their emotional base and their non-verbal understanding if they want their relationship to last.
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