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Chapter One

Summary: How does Asahi find himself in these situations? He wasn’t the tough and scary guy everyone made him out to be. Why can’t someone just give him a chance? That’s what he thought until he met her…

Word Count: 5.4K

Warnings: So much FLUFF! Dealing with self-doubt and anxiety. I didn’t write Atsumu’s slang dialogue but maybe I’ll edit in the future.

A/N: My contribution to Asahi x Reader content. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEST BOY!! GIF credit to @akaashikoutarou

Part 2

Today is the day. January 5th. Everyone’s hard work and determination will be put to the test on this day. A day where volleyball teams from all over Japan, the best from each prefecture, will meet with one another and have a chance to battle on the orange court.

Today marks Day One in the All Japan High School Volleyball Championship. Otherwise known as the Spring Tournament.

The victor of each battle will be one step closer to reaching the summit, a place that is only reserved for one winning team.

But until then, each team must go through the wringer and the emotional ties that come when playing the best of the best. Not only are the team members fighting for themselves to place a respectable standing in the tournament, they are also carrying the weight of their school’s pride and honor on their shoulders. The pressure that the Spring Tournament has always been great, but it’s even greater for those teams who are participating for the first time.

Teams such as the Karasuno High School Volleyball team.

A twelve member volleyball team from the Miyagi prefecture. For the past few years, Karasuno has fallen from their powerhouse status, but it seems that has all changed. Because now, here they are competing in the Spring Tournament for the first time in years.

Their methods of offense and defense were amazing to watch. It was almost too beautiful to describe but then again the concept is all the same: just keep the ball in play.

“(Y/N)-san!”

The third-year manager tore her gaze away from the orange court to meet with the familiar brown eyes of Miya Atsumu, the second-year setter of their volleyball team.

“Hey Atsumu.” She greeted the popular setter with a smile before scanning the area around them. “Where’s Osamu?”

“That scrub is probably stuffing his face.” He huffed as he stood next to her. His eyes peered down at the active court. “What are you even doing here?”

(Y/N) followed his gaze and smiled. “Just want to check out the competition. I’m curious as to who our next opponent will be.”

“Who’s playing?”

“Tsubakihara Academy and Karasuno High.”

Atsumu furrowed his brow at the mention of the latter school. He’s sure that Goody-Two Shoes setter came from there.

“Are they any good?”

He waited for her answer but when he didn’t receive one, the twin looked at her. Usually the older girl always had an answer for his questions, however silly the questions were. It was something Atsumu liked about (Y/N). No matter what silly antics he, his twin, and the rest of the volleyball team partook in, (Y/N) was always there to keep them in check. It was something Aran and Kita, her best friends, valued her for and the coach couldn’t agree more.

Of course, there were times she played along with their shenanigans. It was why she got along so well with everyone on the team. As a manager, the girl knew there were times to be serious but also to just enjoy the moments with the best team she ever had. Even the annoying moments of Suna and the Miya twins prying into her non-existent love life. Take the conversation she had with them from last week.

Flashback

“You rejected another guy, (Y/N)-senpai.” Osamu commented as he ate his lunch. “How many is that now?”

His twin answered for her. “I’m pretty sure that makes him Unlucky Schmuck #5. But that guy didn’t even have a chance.”

“Oh?” (Y/N) stopped taking her notes and decided to indulge in the conversation. “And why’s that? Kenji’s a nice guy.”

“Easy because he’s boring. You don’t want to date a boring guy, do you?”

“The most interesting thing about him is that he’s on the basketball team.” Osamu piped in, reaching over the table to get some of her chips. “He’s not even on the starting line up.”

“His last post was just a picture of the ocean.” Suna piped in, his eyes showed so much disinterest in Unlucky Schmuck #5’s profile account. He showed his phone to her. “See?”

“So? That doesn’t mean he’s boring. Besides, I like the ocean. That’s why I liked his post.”

Suna rolled his eyes and turned off his phone. He leaned all his weight over (Y/N)’s shoulder. “That’s because you’re nice.”

“Sometimes too nice.” She grumbled as she jerked her shoulder so Suna could get off her and then slap the gray haired twin’s hand away from her chips. She looked back at Atsumu and said, “But I’m still waiting for the right guy to come around.”

The setter grinned. “Then quit waiting because I’m right here.”

Osamu and Suna scoffed, which irked Atsumu. “Aren’t you Unlucky Schmuck #1?”

“Am not!”

“Got the video on my phone if you want to relive it again.” Suna smirked as he taunted Atsumu with a wave of his phone. The video was pure gold. No way was he going to delete it. He needed all the memories, especially embarrassing moments of the Miya twins.

“Well, I’m glad you three are so interested in my love life but I already have my hands full dealing with you guys. I don’t need a jealous boyfriend on top of your crazy fangirls. My anxiety would not be able to handle it. Besides, nationals are literally next week. ”

The twins pouted in unison when the manager mentioned their fangirls.

“Then get a guy who’ll understand. I’m sure there’s someone-”

“I’m right here-!” Atsumu exclaimed but was cut short when his twin hit the back of his head and at the same time Suna kicked his foot. “Quit abusing me!”

Suna ignored him and continued on. “Whoever this schmuck is, he’s going to be the luckiest guy in Japan.”

“He better be good at volleyball.” Atsumu grumbled, his head on the table. “That’s all I’m asking.”

Osamu joined his twin’s line of thinking. “Preferably from a powerhouse. The guy can’t be from a weak team. And cook some good food.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at the Miya twins. Of course, they would say something like that. She looked back at Suna and asked, “Do you have a requirement for my future significant other?”

Suna thought for a moment before answering her question. “As long as he cares for you.”

“Thanks Suna.”

“But the moment he hurts you,” Atsumu began.

“He has to deal with everyone on the team.” Osamu finished his brother’s sentence.

(Y/N) grinned at their protectiveness. “Thanks Unlucky Schmuck #1 and #2.”

“Hey!”/ “Don’t call me that!” The twins exclaimed in unison causing the middle blocker and manager to laugh once more.

End of Flashback

“Earth to (L/N) (Y/N)! Can you hear me, manager? This is future champion setter, Atsumu, speaking! Talk to me!”

(Y/N) blinked and tore her eyes away from the orange court. “Huh? What did you say?”

Atsumu narrowed his eyes and leaned close to (Y/N)’s face, causing the girl’s face to heat up. She quickly stepped back and looked away from the twin’s observant gaze.

“What?” She asked him.

“Who were you looking at?”

“No one in particular. Just Karasuno's team in general.”

She answered way too quickly and they both knew it. Atsumu grinned at his senpai’s poor attempt to lie. “Someone caught your eye?”

“Shouldn’t you be practicing your sets?”

“Oh no, don’t you avoid my question, (Y/N). Besides, my sets are perfect.” He turned his focus on the volleyball players that were still competing below. “Who’s the guy? Better not be that Goody-Two Shoes.”

(Y/N) furrowed her brow. “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”

“Karasuno’s #9. Kageyama Tobio.”

She looked at the roster and found the person Atsumu was talking about. She then looked back at the match that was still playing.

“Wait a minute. Is this the same Goody-Two Shoes that you met at the National training camp?”

Atsumu huffed and nodded. His eyes narrowed at the impressive set Tobio just did. “Yeah, that’s him alright. Piece of work that guy. Always setting the ball exactly how the spiker wants it. Such a Goody-Two Shoes.”

“Oh my god, Atsumu. He’s just a first year student. Give him a break.” She paused for a moment before she asked, “Did you actually call him a Goody-Two Shoes?

The Inarizaki setter was just about to answer when he saw the familiar glare on his manager’s face. “Of course not.”

“You’re such a liar.” She scolded him as she flicked his forehead. “You always have to psych someone out and cause trouble.”

“Whatever! It’s not like I hurt his feelings. I was just telling him the truth. Ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

Just as she was about to reply, there was the familiar sound of a volleyball being slammed to the ground. Soon after, the announcer’s voice echoed throughout the stadium. “And Karasuno’s ace, Azumane Asahi, just did a flawless service ace!”

(Y/N)’s eyes searched for the mentioned ace. #3. The third-year wing spiker. A guy with long brown hair styled in a bun. He looked older than the rest of the team with his tall and strong build and with the service ace earlier, Azumane has proven himself that he’s the ace of the team.

He looked intimidating, just like how Aran would like when he was on a roll. But for some reason, Karasuno’s ace, didn’t scare her.

‘It’s his smile. He has a beautiful smile.’ (Y/N) thought as she watched the ace high-fived his teammates. ‘It looks like he’s enjoying himself… Having the time of his life.’

The pair of students watched the match until it reached its conclusion with Karasuno winning the second set. Which means they’ll advance to the second round where they’ll face their own team. Tomorrow’s match: Inarizaki vs Karasuno. It will be an interesting match that would guarantee to excite the crowd.

“Well, at least we know who we’re going to beat tomorrow.” Atsumu’s eyes shimmered in excitement, knowing tomorrow’s match will be a battle between setters. He couldn’t wait to prove to everyone who the better setter was. “Come on, (Y/N), let’s get out of here. The team is probably waiting for us to go out for lunch.”

“Sure.”

As Atsumu led the way, (Y/N) looked over her shoulder where her eyes landed on the members of Karasuno’s volleyball team cheering for joy. The ace’s smile was infectious as she felt her own lips smile as well.

“Hey, Atsumu. You go ahead. I want to buy another T-shirt while I’m here. I’ll catch a bus to the hotel.”

“You sure? I can wait-” Atsumu’s stomach decided it was the perfect moment to announce its hunger out loud.

(Y/N) laughed as the setter tried to cease his stomach’s rumbling. “Just go, ‘Tsumu. I’ll be fine on my own.”

“Fine! But hurry, will you? You know how ‘Samu gets when he’s hungry.”

The two parted ways. It always surprised her how large the crowd gets during intermission. She had to dodge and weave to avoid the hurdle of students carrying band instruments. She was successful and luckily the T-shirt stand was right there. There were so many options to consider and she was just about to make a selection when there was a sudden loud CRASH.

The noise caused her to stiffen in fright, she looked behind her to find someone had dropped a pair of cymbals.

“Can someone pick those up?” A girl asked her bandmates.

“I got them.” A bright-eyed boy volunteered.

(Y/N) remembered to breathe to calm her nerves as she gave the worker of the T-shirt stand a wobbly smile. “Can I have-”

“Hey, you! Look out!”

While the boy meant to be helpful, everything went downhill from there. When the boy bent down to pick up the cymbals, he accidentally bumped the nearby bass drum causing it to fall out of its little wagon. The large drum began to roll away, causing the crowd to panic.

(Y/N) looked behind her and saw that the drum was heading right towards her. She was just about to move when she felt a warm hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the way. She watched as two guys her age, one with dark hair and the other with silver hair, stopped the drum from crashing into the T-shirt stand.

“A-Are you okay, miss?” A male’s voice, deep with concern, asked her. “Are you hurt?”

“Y-Yeah. Thanks for that-” (Y/N)’s ability to talk disappeared when she saw the face of her hero. It was Karasuno’s ace, Azumane Asahi.

And he looked even more handsome up close. She had to step back - not because she was scared of him but because she could feel her heart going into overdrive being so close to the guy she was beginning to have a crush on.

“Miss?”

‘He’s talking to you, dummy! Talk back!’

“Oh, um, yeah! Thanks again.” (Y/N) gave him a smile. “You’re Azumane, right? From Karasuno? I just watched your match. You were amazing, especially with that service ace.”

Asahi’s POV

A girl was talking to him.

A pretty girl. Willingly talking. To him.

It was enough to cause his brain to short circuit. He waited for the girl to come to her senses and realize that she was supposed to be scared of him, like how everyone else he came across. But to his surprise, the pretty girl was still talking to him. She didn’t have an ounce of fear in her eyes and the gentle smile she gave him made him feel better about himself. And to make matters even better, she was giving him compliments.

And he wasn’t the only one who noticed.

Daichi and Suga came up on either side of him and saw the girl. Asahi didn’t have to look at them to know his friends were giving each other a knowing smile behind his back.

The two introduced themselves to the girl who in turn introduced herself.

“My name is (L/N) (Y/N). I’m from Inarizaki High School in Hyōgo. I came here with my team.”

“You must be really good if you made it to Nationals.” Suga complimented.

She shook her head. “Oh no. I’m just the manager for the volleyball team. I was just telling your ace here how good your team is during your match.”

“We were nervous at first but we managed to get through this round.” Daichi told her. “The other team surprised us with that underhand serve.”

“Really? You manage to adapt to it very well.”

“We couldn’t have done it without this guy!” Suga slapped his hand against Asahi’s back. “Would you believe me if I told you he was single?”

“S-Suga!” He shouted in embarrassment. “W-Why w-would you say that?!”

“Oh come on, Asahi,” Daichi placed his hand on his shoulder. “It’s not like he’s lying. Besides, we're all single too.”

“Y-Yeah but that doesn’t mean she is.”

“Sorry to break the news but I’m single just like you.”

He was shocked to hear that the girl in front of him was actually single. She was breathtaking. Literally. And she was so nice to him.

“My team thinks otherwise. They keep pushing me to have a boyfriend, but I have my hands full managing them and their crazy fangirls. A jealous boyfriend isn’t something I need, you know?”

“Oh, well, that’s reasonable. Maybe you need to find someone who’s understanding,” Suga elbowed his side. “Right, Asahi?”

“U-Um yeah?” What is Suga up to?

“It’s a good thing there are guys, like Asahi, in the world. He’s actually quite sensitive. The only time he feels confident is when he’s on the court.”

“Daichi, what are you doing?” He whispered, the heat from his neck began to crept onto his face. Is his face red? Can she tell?

“Oh, no. Look at the time. Daichi, we need to go.” Suga announced, grabbing the captain’s shoulders and pushing him in a random direction. “We have that meeting with the coach. Right now. Remember?”

“That’s right, Suga.” Daichi gave him a knowing smile, a smile that he knew meant trouble. “Asahi, why don’t you stay here with (L/N)? Make sure she’s safe from any more runaway instruments.”

“It was nice meeting you two! Good luck tomorrow! You’re going to need it. The boys of the Inarizaki team love a good challenge. Don’t disappoint them.”

“Right back at you.”

He watched as his friends walked away, leaving him alone with the girl who caused his anxiety to skyrocket to a whole new level. Not even Kiyoko made him feel like this.

“You're lucky to have such good friends, Azumane.” She told him, her voice bringing him out of his thoughts. “I bet there’s never a dull moment when you three are together.”

He laughed as he rubbed his neck out of habit. “Been that way since we were first years. Though the first and second years bring all the crazy.”

“I know exactly what you mean. The second years on the team love making my life crazy. I love them but sometimes they can be a bit much. Especially during Nationals. Speaking of which, is this your first time?”

“Yeah. And with this being my last year, I guess I should be grateful that I’m even here.”

He was so lost in his own world of self-deprecation that he didn’t notice what she was doing. Not until her fist punched his chest. It wasn’t gentle or strong, somewhere in between, but her touch didn’t surprise him.

It was her eyes that surprised him. They seemed to shine with determination and, for some reason or another, inspire confidence. Even her voice was firm.

“Don’t sell yourself short, Asahi. Your team didn’t get here by chance. You all earned a spot here. You deserve to be here.”

Was it possible for a heart to beat so hard against a person’s ribs? Maybe it’s a medical condition? Because never before had he felt so anxious yet empowered. He wondered if (Y/N) could feel his heart underneath her hand.

“I’m not saying you should just get over yourself because we all have experienced some level of negative emotion in our lives, right? And it’s not as easy as turning a page in a book. Trust me I know. So believe me when I say this, it’s okay to express those feelings. Maybe one day, you’ll find solace in someone.”

There was another feeling. He couldn’t find a label for it, but he could describe it. A warm sensation that bloomed from his chest to every cell in his body the moment she said his name. Not his surname. His actual name. Asahi. His brain felt as though it had melted inside his skull. But by some miracle, he found his voice again.

“You… You think so?” He asked her. “About me being here?”

Why was he asking her this? Just a few minutes ago, she was a stranger. She could just lie to make him feel better but he had a feeling (Y/N) wasn’t like that.

“Are you kidding? I saw it with my own eyes.” She stepped back and mimicked a serve. The smile on her lips complimented the excitement in her eyes. “I’ve seen a lot of players these past three years, all of them possessing some kind of amazing skill. But you’re… Special.”

“Because I’m the ace?”

She smiled up at him. “That’s part of it, but if I’m being honest here I think you’re special even without the title of ace. The match from today proved it to me and I’m sure you’ll see it soon enough.”

“See what?”

“Your true self-worth.”

Normal POV

(Y/N) watched as Asahi mulled over her words and she hoped it gave him some confidence. While she didn’t know him all too well, Asahi looked like a nice enough guy. A bit self-conscious about his abilities, but hopefully she helped him loosen the strangling roots of insecurity that surrounded him.

Why did she care so much in helping him? Well, he did save her. The least she could do is give him some encouragement. She frowned at the thought. No… There must be something else she could do to give her thanks…

Her eyes wandered to the T-shirt stand and an idea was formed.

“Hey Asahi-san, let me buy you a T-shirt. It’s the least I could do since you saved me and all.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that. Really. As long as you're okay-”

She shook her head, grabbed his hand, and led him to the T-shirt stand. “Come on, please. You can choose whatever shirt you like. Consider it a gift.”

“G-Gift?” Asahi stammered and she couldn’t help but find his stammering cute. “From you?”

A small chuckle escaped her lips. “Yes from me. It wouldn’t make sense if it was someone else. Let me do this for you.”

Asahi contemplated for a moment before agreeing. The worker of the T-shirt stand, who watched their interaction the whole time, was extremely kind to them as (Y/N) picked her choice as well. Asahi stood awkwardly by, waiting for the transaction to be finished.

“You two would make a cute couple.” The worker said, quiet enough so only she could hear. “You should go for him.”

“You think so?” (Y/N) asked as she discreetly peered over her shoulder to look at the guy who made her feel all warm and fuzzy.

“Believe it or not,” The worker handed her the two bags, hers and Asahi’s, “Before the whole chaos started, you already caught his eye. His two friends tried to get him to talk to you but I guess he was too nervous.”

(Y/N) smiled widely at this. Maybe he liked her too? She hoped so because the feeling was definitely mutual. Only one way to find out...

“Hey, do you have a pen and paper I can use?”

Turns out the two third-years were heading in the same direction. By some cosmic fate, Asahi and his team were staying at the inn right next to the hotel she was staying in with her own team. So during the whole bus ride there, they got to know more about each other.

Asahi learned about (Y/N)’s favorite foods, hobbies, and even her future dream of attending the university in Tokyo. He laughed at the stories she shared about the Inarizaki team members. And (Y/N) was happy to learn more about him. She learned that he was close to the libero of his team, he has taste in fashion, and that his birthday just passed four days ago.

All too soon, they reached their destination. They walked side by side until they reached the point where the path forked, one way led to her hotel while the other led to Asahi’s inn.

She turned to face him and flashed him another smile. “Thanks for your company, Asahi-san. It was really nice getting to know you.”

“Same here, (Y/N)-san.” Asahi replied, his voice no longer nervous around her. “And thanks again for the shirt. I’ll make sure to take care of it. I want it to last for years.”

“It’s no problem. After all, you did save me.” Her fingers rubbed the plastic material of her bag out of nerves. “Well, I should get going. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Y-Yeah, see you.”

Asahi’s POV

With her back turned, there was sudden pull in his heart, as if begging for her to stay.

“(Y/N)! Wait!”

He was surprised to hear his voice sound so firm but she brought that feeling out of him. He didn’t want her to leave. Not yet. He enjoyed talking to (Y/N). She was so understanding, kind, and ever so confident. Their time together felt so short but at the same time so long. Those moments with her… He wanted more of those moments.

And the moment his eyes met with her hopeful ones, he knew he had to at least try to ask for her number.

“Yes, Asahi?”

Oh, god. She looked so pretty… He wondered if (Y/N) knew the effect she has on him. The initial confidence he had was beginning to fade, but he steeled his nerves and took a deep breath.

“I was wondering, i-if it’s okay with you, that w-we could-”

“(Y/N)-SENPAI!” A guy with blond hair called out to her.

Right next to him was another guy, identical to the first only with silver hair, yelled, “WE’RE WAITING FOR YOU! I’M STARVING!”

“WHAT ‘SAMU SAID!”

‘They must be the Miya twins.’ He thought.

(Y/N) sighed before answering back, “Give me a minute!” She turned back and offered him a sheepish look. “Sorry about that Asahi. What were you saying?”

Over her shoulder, he saw the Miya twins frowning at him all the while staring daggers in his direction. His confidence, the little bit he had in supply, disappeared into thin air. He stammered out a reply, “Never mind. U-Um… Get a good night’s sleep. T-Take care of yourself.”

(Y/N)’s smile melted. Was that disappointment in her eyes? But she quickly recovered and offered him a bittersweet smile, “Oh, um, thanks Asahi. Good luck tomorrow.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” She turned around and began to make her way to the twins when stopped in her tracks. “Oh, and Asahi-san?”

“Yeah?” He felt his heart hitch up to his throat when they made eye contact once again. Her eyes were a lovely shade of (E/C) filled with warmth and kindness.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself the next few days. Remember what I said. Your team is lucky to have you as their ace. So do your best tomorrow. I’m sure you’ll do great.” She glanced down at the plastic bag containing the shirt she bought for him. “I hope you like the shirt. Consider it a birthday gift from me.”

And with that, the girl he developed to have feelings for walked away, but not before she gave one last smile that made his heart expand three times its size.

“Asahi! You’re back!” Nishinoya’s loud voice echoed throughout the room where Karasuno's team was staying. “Is what Daichi and Suga are saying true? You met a girl?!”

Tanaka joined in his friend’s interrogation. “Yeah, Asahi! Daichi didn’t want to say anything but Suga said you saved her life!”

“Was she pretty?”

“What school does she go to?”

“What was she like?”

“What’s her name?”

“We need details!” The two second-years yelled out in unison. Their eyes shimmering in excitement as they waited for answers.

“Uh, w-well…”

“Alright, that’s enough you two.” Daichi grabbed their shirt collars and pulled them back. “Give Asahi a break. He’s had an eventful day.”

“Yeah, come on, Asahi, let's get you a drink from the vending machine.” Suga offered, his hand already pushing him out of the room.

“I’m not thirsty-”

“Yes, you are.” Suga interrupted. “Our treat. Well, Daichi’s treat since he’s buying.”

The trio of third-years walked downstairs and true to Suga’s words, Daichi bought them a round of their favorite drink.

“Okay, spill! Don’t leave out a single detail. I want to know everything.” Suga pressed, just as Nishinoya and Tanaka were a few minutes ago.

“Suga, calm down.” Daichi told him. “You're worse than Nishinoya and Tanaka combined.”

“Oh, come on, Daichi,” Suga complained. “You want to know just as badly as I do.”

“Ok, fine.” The captain admitted before turning to the ace. “So how did it go with (Y/N)?”

“Details.” Suga reminded him.

So he told his friends everything that happened when they left them alone. How she raised his spirits, believing in his self-worth as an ace. How her words inspired him. How she made him feel nervous one moment and confident the next. How she bought him a new shirt as a gift.

“She sounds awesome for you, Asahi.” Suga complimented. “And if I remember correctly, doesn’t she fit your description of your ideal dream girl?”

“I mean- Yeah. She’s great but-”

Daichi interrupted him. “But what, Asahi? You're both single and you’re definitely interested in each other.”

“How do you know that? I mean she did say she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend.”

“She said she didn’t need a jealous boyfriend.” Daichi reminded him. “You’re the most sensitive guy I know.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“This time it is.”

“Seriously, Asahi,” Suga placed his hand on his shoulder. “Why do you think I highlighted your star qualities? You take other people’s feelings into account. She helped build your confidence. And you just told us, how you had a great time talking to her where it sounds like she did too. You’re literally perfect for each other.”

“You think so?” He asked, sounding hopeful. “I do like her. Do you think she likes me?”

“Dude, she wasn’t scared of you, she held down a meaningful conversation with you, and she even bought you a shirt.” Suga listed, his grin growing by the minute. “(Y/N) likes you.”

The small flame of hope in his heart, fueled by his friends’ words, began to burn brightly. He couldn’t wait to see her again. Even if she’ll be on the sidelines on the opposing team’s side, he’ll still be happy.

“So what will you do next, ace?” Daichi asked, crossing his arms. Suga did the same thing as they waited for a response. “Will you let this opportunity slip away?”

“No way.”

His friends grinned, happy to see their glass-hearted friend sound so confident.

It was nightfall. Everyone took a rain check and turned in early, knowing that the next day will be just as hard as the first. The only person not asleep was him. He volunteered to shower last as it gave him the chance to relive the afternoon.

How was he going to talk to her tomorrow? Will she want him to talk to her? His team is playing against hers tomorrow… If they win tomorrow, will she be angry and ignore him?

Shaking his head at the thought, he finished his nightly routine. He decided to wear the shirt (Y/N) bought for him. He grabbed the bag and unfolded the shirt. Carefully as if it was woven by the most precious fabric in the world. In his mind, the T-shirt was a treasure given to him by an angel.

For some reason, he recalled (Y/N)’s words, ‘So believe me when I say this, it’s okay to express those feelings. Maybe one day, you’ll find solace in someone.’

He hoped she believed that to be true because he might have found that someone.

The sound of paper falling caught his attention. At first he thought it was just the discarded T-shirt tags, when his eyes landed on a simple piece of folded notebook paper in the sink. He picked it up, unfolded it, and his heart stopped for the third time? Fourth? Maybe fifth?

In clean and elegant handwriting, the note displayed:

I hope this isn’t weird of me to do this, but I didn’t want to lose this chance. So this is me making the first move because while I try to play it cool, you make me nervous. (Hard to believe, right?) Anyways, this is my number: XXX-XXX-XXXX.

We can just talk if you want. You seem like a cool guy and I still want to get to know you. If you don’t, I’ll understand. Anyways, I’ll cut this note short. Good luck tomorrow! Don’t hold back against Inarizaki.

P.S: I hope your friends were telling the truth earlier.

Normal POV

(Y/N) ditched her cards the moment she heard her phone let out a small ding, signaling a new message.

“Hey, you can’t just do that in the middle of the game!” Atsumu’s voice called out.

She ignored him as she jumped on her bed and grabbed her phone. Her heart was racing as she quickly unlocked her phone, but then it expanded at the sight of the message that read:

Hey, it's Asahi. Is this (Y/N)-san?

Her face broke into a wide smile. Her thumbs danced over the keyboard as she typed out a reply:

Asahi! Yeah, it’s me. I’m glad you found my note.

She watched as the three dots appeared, signaling that Asahi was typing. God, he has no idea the effect he has on her.

It was a nice surprise. A bit of a shock, but it’s very much welcomed. The shirt fits by the way. I think it’s my new favorite.

Another message appeared after the first and she felt every atom in her body seemed to explode after reading it.

By the way, my friends were telling the truth. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.

This was the first page of a story where two individuals found solace in one another.

#haikyu x reader #asahi azumane x reader #asahi x reader #asahi fluff #asahi x you #haikyu fluff #haikyu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n

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doingitforbokuto · 3 months

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azumane asahi x gn!reader

Asahi loves to watch you get yourself off, loves it when you tease him with it. He goes crazy when you have him tied down, unable to do anything but watch you moan and writhe under your own ministrations. Your hand dips down between your legs, moving in the rhythm he knows you like, the one you showed him the first time he touched you. And Asahi knows that if you would just undo his bonds, he could make you feel so, so good but he's just left where he is while you moan louder as you roll one of your nipples in between your fingers. His hips buck up helplessly as his eyes stay trained on your figure. As much as his cock is becoming uncomfortably hard and leaky, all that he wants to do is to look at you. It's unbelievable how beautiful you are in this exact moment. No matter how much he wants to feel a touch on his cock, he wants to see you come undone from the pleasure so much more. He's whimpering and begging for you to let him touch you, to make you feel good, but you just spread your legs wider and give him the show you know he wants. Every time you buck your own hips against your palm you can see his hips moving almost in sync, his hard dick jumping at the sight. A fat tear of precum rolls down his length onto his balls as he starts humping the air. “Please, baby, please please please-” He's begging and he doesn't care how desperate he seems because he is desperate. Desperate to touch to, to taste you, to please you. To make you feel good. To make you cum. And when you finally undo the knots keeping him in place, he's immediately on you, his mouth wrapping around your sex, his hips pressed against the mattress as he cums from humping the bed while giving you the best head you'll ever get.

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 2 months

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A/N ::: I'm fucking out of gas and runnin' on E when it comes to my TokRev stuff and I'm super sad. So I watched this today and fell in love with it a little bit more. To my besties out there, I'm sorry 😭😭😭 for tagging you in something you probably don't even CARE about. But thank you if you read this, anyway. Ilygsm <3

C/W ::: NSFW Headcanons. Just MDNI UNDER THE CUT, please.

Asahi Azumane HC’s

SFW

This man is the type you want to bring home to have dinner with your parents and then throw down on your childhood bed after dessert.

His favorite parts of his body are his eyes and his hands. He says he likes them because they help him win games and they helped him win your heart.

He. Is. Sappy. Fairly often.

His favorite parts of your body are your eyes, lips, hands, ass and thighs. He likes to stare into your eyes and look down at your lips before he kisses you. He likes that he can cover a good portion of your thigh with his hands and leave a huge handprint on your ass when he's in the mood to do so.

He used to sleep on his side until you started sleeping over. Now he sleeps on his back so you can cuddle up next to him under his arm and rest your head on his chest.

Has written you secret poetry. Nothing epic, but just like 5-10 lines about how you remind him of the most beautiful and exotic flower.

Secretly hopes you find the stash he has of these papers so he can quit living the lie about how he writes poems for you.

L-o-v-e-s it when you let him lay his head on your lap while you're just sitting around watching a movie or at a picnic on the hillside overlooking the city. He says it relaxes him (but if you do it for too long he gets to feelin' it and then is like - "Hey, *raises his eyebrows a couple of times* ... you wanna uh, go for a ride with me?"

Gets along with moms and dads. Moms can't get over how handsome, charming AND nice he is. Dads are always impressed with his professionalism and drive when it comes to practice, game days and his education.

Your friends like him because he treats you like his own private queen. But like, low-key. He doesn't want you to get all arrogant because that's such a gross character trait. He loves you and he lets you know. And that's good enough for you both.

Doesn't love you unconditionally - which is refreshing. It's an equal partnership and you've both never been in something like that before. You both say it’s your first ‘adult’ relationship with someone else.

NSFW

He's so big that you can actually climb him like a tree (he not only lets you, but encourages it).

Will kiss you so softly and sweetly until he starts to get into it. Then he's a moaning big little mess over/under you - wherever he happens to be at the time.

He likes it when you're on top, though, so he can sorta be face to face with you. He's so damn tall that his head is either banging against the headboard or his feet dangle off the edge of the bed. So if you're on top, then he has all kinds of leisurely positions at his disposal.

His hips are wide and his thighs are too. (But not in a weird way - in a strong fucking hot ass athletic man way)

Likes it when you ride his thighs - doesn't have a preference about which one - is just happy when you're dragging your wet pussy across his muscular leg until you're cumming all over it.

His cock. sigh It's so fucking gorgeous: Cut, 7"L x 2.25"Diameter, goes straight up against his abdomen - has been bigger on occasion, depending on how pent up/turned on he is.

Kisses your neck a lot, whenever, wherever.

Gives you a lot of back hugs when he's horny. He thinks it's funny how his cock presses into your back. Jokes that if you just stood on a stool to do the dishes or cook things, it'd be so much easier to just have you.

Into spanking, but not hurting you. It's more like foreplay for him or in the heat of the moment. He has spanked you harder than at other times, but you never say anything to him about it because you like it and don’t want him to stop.

He likes to fuck you after games. Whether he wins or loses. It's just become a sort of tradition.

Blushes when you suck his dick. He thinks it's so lewd and so sexy that he has trouble looking you in the eye but FUCK HE LOVES HOW YOU LOOK WHEN YOU'RE BETWEEN HIS LEGS so he forces himself to maintain eye contact - not for extended periods of time, but throughout. He found it was easier to break up the intensity rather than face it all at once.

Has a breeding kink but doesn't even know what that is/won't admit it. He. Loves. To. Cum. Inside. Of. You. He says things through loosely gritted teeth, "Ohhh yeah? 'M g'na fill y'r cute li'l hole, angel. G'na be so full from this ... mmhm. Geh ready, cum-cummin'!"

Is shy about saying "cunt" and "pussy". You're working on it w/him.

Has cum before from just eating you out. Was NOT embarrassed about it.

He likes to watch your pussy twitch after he makes you cum on his tongue.

Likes to tease you about your kinks. He's always like, "Ooooh, you're such a ... s-slut - wanna get fucked by your dad, huh? I knew you were a little dirty brat - you like to take it in all your holes, baby girl?"

Is absolutely ruined and humiliated when you say "Asa," you slap your forehead with the palm of your hand, "NO ONE wants to be fucked by their - oh god. It's 'daddy', ok babe? D-A-D-D-Y."

Vows to never tease you about the filthy shit you like so long as you don't remind him how he said that to you one day.

Taglist ::: @arlerts-angel @kazutora-kurokawa @katkitkats @viburnt

@mackenziebrooks (hope it's ok to tag you in this! i think we talked about it at one point, yeah?)

#asahi azumane #azumane asahi #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x you #asahi x reader #asahi x you #asahi fluff #asahi azumane fluff #azumane asahi fluff #asahi smut #haikyuu smut

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de-bauchry · 1 year

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imagine straddling and waking up asahi to gentle kisses all over his pretty face, doting soft kisses on his squished in cheek from the pillow, to his button nose, from his forehead, to his progressively reddening ears, until you plant a kiss on his lips is when he finally awakes. asahi’s strong hands take place at your waist, squeezing at the flesh subtly, his milk brown eyes now staring up at you as his cheeks were a rosy red blush color, a bit embarrassed by your plethora of kisses and the affect they had on him. “please don’t kiss me so much in the morning.” he pleads groggily in his sleepy voice turning away from your gaze bashfully. your kisses were enough to give him a semi that you could feel poking against your ass slightly, wanting to tease your cute man some more you decided to lean down near his ear, chest pressed snugly against his. “why? i just wanted to greet my baby with a goodmorning” you whisper against his ear before kissing his neck with a light giggle.

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leti666bigboss · 1 year

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Hello!

I saw that you said you want to write for Haikyu! Could you please write about Asahi? Something like comforting reader while they are having a hard time, trying to cheer them up?

Use whatever form you prefer (headcanons or text)

Thank you and have a nice day 😄

featuring: azumane asahi

genre: supposed to be angst to fluff

warnings: school stress i guess

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his-saiko · 1 year

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Trapped Together

! VALENTINE'S SMUT GIVEAWAY !

A collab with @quirrrky/@nekorei. Given to @apfelrosedreams/@sweetbambi

Asahi Azumane x reader

wc. 1.7k

! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !

It was raining hard. You were stranded since none of the available transport can operate in this weather. You opted to stay in the nearest place you can book a room in.

You hastily got in through the doors and saw someone you very much recognize.

“Asahi?”

“Oh, you’re still here.” He said in relief. “I went looking for you when the rain started pouring. You can’t get home?”

“I tried but no one wanted to drive through the weather.” You fumbled through your bag and took out your wallet. “One room, please.”

“For two?” The receptionist asked.

“Oh- no!” Asahi stuttered. “We’re- we’re not together.”

“Sorry, there’s only one room available.” The receptionist said, disappointed.

“Oh.” The both of you said.

“I’ll… I’ll just look for a different place.” Asahi hastily picked up his things and turned.

“Asahi, wait!” You grabbed his arm before turning back to the receptionist. “For two.” You paid with your money.

Another staff gave you a breif tour of your room and showed a small private onsen.

You changed out of your wet clothes and into the robes. The food was served at the dining table. You sat down and quietly and ate, avoiding each other’s gazes.

“Uhm…” Asahi called for you. “Are you… Do you want to use the onsen?”

You got nervous because of his question. “Uh-uhm. I- uhm. But we- I mean! I’ll just join you later.” You blurted out then ran to the bedroom to get some privacy with your embarrassment. Your whole body heated up when you repeated your words in your head.

A few moments later you heard Asahi knock on the door. “The bathroom is free now.”

You heard him linger for a bit more in front of the door before actually leaving.

You whined into one of the pillows. “Why did you say you’ll join him later?! What’s he going to think of you now?” You pouted. You sighed as you thought that your chance with your crush is ruined.

You picked yourself up and went to the bathroom to have a hot shower. You took your time in the shower. You looked over to the onsen and saw Asahi still in it.

“Asahi?” You cautiously called out to him.

He quickly fixed himself up and looked at you. “Yes?”

“Oh, nothing. I thought you were asleep.” You quickly dismissed.

“Oh, I’m- I…” He chuckled and scratched his head. “I was just thinking.”

There was an awkward silence between you two. You opened your mouth to say something but Asahi beat you to starting another conversation.

“The water feels really good by the way.” He moved himself aside. “You should try it. It-it feels weird to b-be alone in something- something like this.” He moved himself aside again to make sure that there would be a respectable distance between you two.

You carefully joined him in the onsen, clutching on to your towel tight. The warmth sent a calming sensation on your body but you dared not to make a sound that would make things awkward than it already is.

The both of you of you kept quiet still and avoided each other gazes.

“Uhmm…” You started. “When was the last time you went into an onsen?”

Asahi hummed to think then chuckled. “Now that I think about it, I think it was when I could still be with my friends back in highschool.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We wanted to treat everyone in our team before we graduated. It was the only thing we could think of.” He laughed.

“Then your juniors must be so lucky.” You couldn’t help but smile. You remembered how he helped you when you first got in to Tokyo.

“Believe me it was the other way around. If it weren’t for them I wouldn’t be able to play in the court until the end.” He reminisced.

“Uhm, you don’t look comfortable in your position…” You commented.

“Oh, I don’t?” Asahi chuckled nervously. “I don’t want you to get uncomfortable.”

“It’s okay, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable for my sake. It’s the least I can do after everything you’ve done for me.”

Asahi shifted to get comfy in his spot. He sighed in relief when he was finally sitting properly.

“I never got to give you a proper thanks for everything. You were always so kind to me.” You chuckled and braced for another awkward moment.

“Oh.” Asahi chuckled. “Your welcome. I guess.”

“I- I know it’s a bit awkward to say it right now.” You hung your head shyly. “But I’ve- I’ve been re-really wanting to say that I’ve- that I’ve liked you for a while now.” You looked at Asahi to see him frozen in his place. “A-Asahi?!” You shook his shoulders.

He finally snapped back into reality. He covered his face.

“I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” You said in a panic.

“No!” Asahi stopped you in your thought. “I wasn’t expecting that you’ll say that. I guess you’re braver than me after all.”

“Oh you mean…” You heart started beating fast. You turned away so he wouldn’t see you blushing.

“No, no, no! I- I mean– I didn’t mean- what I wanted to say that I’ve liked you for a while too. Ever since we became friends I just wanted to be with you.”

Your face burned and your heart started to beat even faster. You tried to calm yourself down but your impatience was getting in the way.

“Do you need to calm down?” Asahi gently asked.

You see Asahi’s hand. You held on and he pulled you close and hugged you from behind. You’ve always held Asahi’s hand so whenever you need to calm down but this was a first where he hugged you for it. You laid your head on his chest and breathed in. The water was warm but Asahi’s body was warmer.

“Uh-uhm. Are we… Does this mean we’re together?” You hopefully asked.

“Do you- do you want to be?”

You blushed then shyly nodded.

Asahi held you tight and rested his head on your shoulder. “I would like that too actually.”

“Asahi?”

Asahi hummed and didn’t lift his head.

You moved your hips but it only made Asahi’s hold on you tighten and it made you whimper a bit. “Asahi…”

“P-please, do-don’t move l-like that.”

“S-sorry, I- I thought I-I was crushing your- your leg.”

“It-it wasn’t my leg.”

“Oh, sorry.” It took you a second to realize what he meant. “Oh! Oh, I am so so sorry!”

“It’s okay. It’s okay.” He chuckled nervously. “I’m sorry that we’re in this situation.”

“I- uhm. Do you- do you need help?” You blushed.

“Hel-help?” Asahi stuttered. “I would- I do need help but I… I don’t know how you could help me.” He let you go so he could cover his erection. He had his head turned away so you wouldn’t see his embarrassment.

You turned to face him and looked at him intently. You inched yourself closer to him and put your hand on his thigh. “I- If you- If I-” You bit your lip as you try to organize your words. “I- It feels embarrassing to say but… I’m starting to feel the same as you…”

You only realized how close you were to him when he turned and both of your faces were inches apart.

“Do you really want to?” Asahi asked me gently.

You leaned in for a kiss and Asahi reciprocated. Your hand slowly made it’s way up to his crotch, making him moan. You stroked him over the towel. Asahi put his hand on your rear and squeezed it then pulled you closer to him.

A tug on his towel wrap was able to make it undone. You held his cock delicately and stroked it.

Asahi moaned and let out a breath. “Yeah. Just like that.” He put his hand over yours and started to stroke himself with you as well. He cupped your jaw and kissed you deeply.

He made you straddle him then decorated your shoulders with his kisses. He put his hand on your back so you could lean back while he made you grind your hips on him. His lips sent chills all over your body as it touches your neck.

“Asahi?”

He chuckled and buried his face at the nook of your neck. “Sorry, I just couldn’t control myself. I’ve always had to hold these thoughts back around you.” He held your waist so he could set himself.

You felt his tip prod you so you had to cover your mouth to stop yourself from whimpering.

Asahi held you in place and calm you down. “It’s okay. It’s okay. We can take it slow. Very slowly if you have to. I just want you to love this more than I do.”

You just nodded.

Asahi propped you properly so you could relax and gently planted kisses on your upper chest as he held your hand.

You took the lead and let him go deeper whimpering and wincing a bit as you go. Asahi would stop you when he thought that the pain was too much for you but you would only just push yourself to get him in deeper in you.

Asahi embraced you and rested his head on your shoulders. You both took your time to relax. You then cupped his cheeks and kissed him.

He held your waist.

You started moving slowly and both of you exchanged moans in between your breaths. You held on to his shoulders then started moving faster.

Asahi squeezed your thighs and moaned your name.

“Asahi…” You moaned.

Asahi held on to your hips and paced your movements himself.

You kept moaning his name and felt something building up. Asahi took it as a sign to play with your clit. You kept moving as much as you can until you reached you climax.

Asahi kissed you before you could properly catch your breath. He lifted you so he could change into a different position. “Just hold on to me.”

You followed what he said and held on.

Asahi started moving his hips, gradually gaining pace. He kissed your neck then leaned closed to your ear. “Fuck. You feel better than I’d imagine.”

“Asahi!”

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”

Both of your moans filled the place until Asahi pulled out and cummed. You kissed him tenderly and he kissed back.

“I- We… We should probably dry off.” Asahi kissed you again before leaving the tub to get your robes.

Disclaimer: yes this is a repost of my work.

#haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #haikyu x reader #haikyu x you #haikyu x y/n #asahi azumane #asahi x reader #asahi x y/n #asahi x you

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wooahaes · 11 months

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you’re the only one for me

pairing: non-idol!asahi x fem!reader

genre: fluff

word count: ~0.6k

warnings: n/a just sleepy, sappy sahi

daisy’s notes: soft sappy sahi aka my lifeblood...... hes my weird guy and i love him :(

Asahi felt like he might truly, genuinely, be deeply in love with you.

This wasn’t the first time you’d slept over at his apartment. Jaehyuk would always say the most genuine, gentle reminder to just say the word if he needed to leave or put in earbuds (from the others, it might be teasing, but Asahi knew Jaehyuk well: he didn’t want to make things awkward for either of you) whenever Asahi said you’d be staying the night. It was still relatively early in your relationship (one year of dating was coming up in a few months), but he felt safer when you stayed there instead of crossing the city late at night. At first, you’d take his bed while he slept on the couch, but after a while, sleeping in the same bed was... comfortable. More comfortable than he thought it would be. Sure, the two of you had napped together once or twice, but something about getting ready for bed together and going to sleep felt more intimate.

“It feels like...” He had begun one day while Jaehyuk made breakfast--it was his turn, and he felt like cooking. “She’s just... right.”

Jaehyuk had looked up. “Like a soulmate?”

He nodded. Like a soulmate. You felt like you were always going to be it. At first, he had chalked it up to you infatuation. But that feeling never truly went away. It had hidden itself underneath a warm giddiness early in your relationship, but it found a home in his heart and stayed there long after. Everything about being with you felt safe and warm in a way that he never wanted to let go of. Jaehyuk had said it was sweet to hear him wax poetic about you, and it’d only flustered him further when he was just... speaking his mind. If that came out in sweet phrases, then that was just how he felt about you.

But tonight was a little different. He’d been watching the clock, waiting as it slowly ticked down. From 11:55, to 11:56, to 11:57... All while you peacefully snoozed beside him, your head on his shoulder as the movie’s ending credits continued to roll. He’d shut his laptop in a minute. He just wanted to keep time, the soft music playing over his speakers. Maybe he’d tell you the ending later, or maybe he’d get you to rewatch it with him.

11:59. He reached forward, slowly easing his laptop shut after he closed out of his Netflix browser page. He was counting each second. He put his laptop away, and then turned over. gently reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You stirred a little at the action, only to nuzzle forward into his chest.

He glanced at his phone as he hit sixty. 12:00 am. Asahi leaned forward, lips grazing your forehead. “Happy birthday,” he said quietly. “I love you.”

When you said nothing, he assumed you must be asleep. But you snuggled closer to him again, arms wrapping around him and squeezing gently. “I love you, too.”

He smiled to himself, and shut his eyes. Part one done, he thought to himself. Now he just had to make sure the rest of your birthday was a happy one. And for you? He’d do anything if it meant seeing your smile again.

taglist: @twancingyunhao

#wooahaes.fic #treasure x reader #treasure imagine #treasure x you #trsr x reader #trsr imagine #trsr x you #asahi x reader #asahi fluff #asahi x you #hamada asahi x reader #hamada asahi x you #wooahaes.23

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lyssasdrafts · 2 years

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- when you’re sick / have a headache !

includes: fluff, symptoms of being sick (headache, tiredness, etc), hurt/comfort

note: writing this cause i have a headache currently + i’m a little nervous since i’ve never written for asahi before, he was one of my favs when i started haikyuu so i hope i don’t disappoint

ASAHI AZUMANE

tries cooking the one meal he knows how to, just for you, without causing a mess in the kitchen. tells you that you don’t have to get up and to rest, let him handle things. offers to carry or pick you up everywhere, though you chuckle that you’re fine. also lets you braid his hair for fun (if it’ll help)!!

KITA SHINSUKE

will leave your medicine and cup of water on your nightstand before you even think to ask, calls in sick to your work for you, cooks meals for you; he’s so prepared for this. he likes taking care of you too, and reassures you that you’re never a burden to him. softly smiles at you when you mutter, “hmm… love you,” tiredly before falling asleep next to him.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

sick days with iwaizumi consist of him trying to ‘kiss it better’ as you remind him that, “i don’t wanna get you sick too..”, which he frowns at. it consists of him trying to crack bad jokes that’ll make you laugh and sprinting to the store to buy medicine. you also love using the excuse that you’re sick, so he has to be nice to you. he tries to stay with you at all times, excusing himself with “who else is going to take care of you, dummy?”

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magma-frog0 · 1 year

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Haikyuu boys reacting to you drunk. (HCs)

Characters: Daichi, Asahi, Iwazumi

Daichi:

-He would know when you drink too much and will help take care of you. He will snuggle you, hold your hair back, get you water, he will get whatever or do whatever you need.

-He would try so hard to get you to bed by saying something like, "look babe, I know you're having fun. But you need to get some rest," if that doesn't work, he will pick you up and take you to bed himself.

-He would give you a lecture the next morning about drinking and that bad things could happen to you when you're drunk. He stills helps you with your hangover though, sure he might be a bit mad but he doesn't want to see you in pain.

Asahi:

-When he finds out you're drunk, he freaks out. He does way too much, he treats you like glass, as if you would break at any moment. He would be super nervous watching you.

-He would lay in bed with you cuddling you and rubbing your back, taking you to the bathroom if you needed to throw up.

-The next morning, he would give you Tylenol and a jug of water. He would tell you how worried he was about you. "It scares me when you're drunk, I don't want you getting hurt."

Iwazumi:

-Iwa usually wouldn't let you get to the point that you're drunk at a party or something, but if he wasn't watching you close enough and you did get drunk. He's sending you home right away.

-As soon as he gets you home, he will take you into the bathroom and start a warm bath for you, putting bubbles and lavender epsom salt in the tub. He would get you water right away to help you sober up quicker.

-Once you are out of the tub, he gives you a tee-shirt to wear and cuddles you to sleep.

#iwazumi fluff #asahi fluff #Daichi fluff #Iwazumi x you #Asahi x you #Daichi x you #drunk reader #fluff #haikyuu

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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Asahi’s favorite memory: when you confessed your feelings for him…

☼ a/n: sfw, gn!reader, this is a cute little fluffy drabble that i found buried deep in my long ass wip list. i wrote it almost a year ago and guess i never got around to posting it? it’s been a hot minute since i’ve turned something out for my sugar bear asahi so here you go, asahi simps <3

☼ wc: 1.1k

☼ tagging: @crystal-lilac

The two of you had been friends for several months after meeting each other.

You’d go to art museums and old gardens together.

You’d go to his games and shout loudly, clapping and calling his name out, which embarrassed him to no end, but he secretly loved it.

You’d hang out at each other's places, eating/drinking/watching documentaries/reading.

You got sick once and he missed practice to come over and take care of you.

He got injured during a match one day and had no choice but to sit out the rest of the game. You went with him to his team's athletic/sports clinic, but had to stay in the waiting area when they called him. Half an hour later he came back out with his ankle taped up and doctor's orders to not play for a minimum of 3 weeks.

Asahi was so depressed.

You took him home, wishing you could be of more help as he hobbled to the passenger side of your car. You stayed with him for the first couple of hours after getting him home, making sure he kept his ankle elevated and iced as ordered.

To help keep him off his feet you made him dinner - his favorite, your own take on tonkotsu ramen. He devoured it with constant praises about how good it was.

After cleaning up, you brought him a fresh ice pack. He smiled and took you by the wrist, pulling you down to sit on the couch next to him.

"Sit down and relax. You deserve a break, (y/n)."

You plopped down next to him, his long arm falling across your shoulders as your thigh brushed against his.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked.

"Hm? Doing what?"

"Taking such good care of me?"

You looked down at your hands and blushed. "Do you not know, Asahi?" you whispered, still unable to meet his gaze.

Both of your hearts were pounding. It was double or nothing. The deciding moment - would you confess and risk making things weird? Or would you go on to remain ‘just friends’?

"I think I might," he said, "but it's not something I want to say out loud in case I'm wrong."

You pulled all your wits into one small space within you and drew your legs up to turn and face him, looking up into his big, brown eyes. Hopeful.

"Asa, I-" you looked away, faltering for a second before wrangling your courage back in. Meeting his eyes again, you continued, "I think- no, I know...that I have umm..." His eyes grew wider as he shifted next to you. "Oh shit. I have feelings for you, Asahi. I'm so sorry!" You buried your face in your hands in embarrassment.

He didn't move or say anything for several seconds. You started to think you'd definitely ruined your friendship with him and hung your head, ashamed.

But then you felt his warm fingers curl around yours, encouraging you to move your hands away from your face. When you peeked, you saw the same big, brown eyes, softer now. And he was smiling.

"Like, romantic feelings?" He needed to know for sure.

Your hands flew back to your face and laughing you said, "Yes! Omg stop making it worse, Asa!"

He chuckled before prying at your fingers again. "Look at me, (y/n)."

You were so nervous you could've cried.

"Don't be sorry..." he trailed off, his eyes dipping to your lips.

He cupped your face in his huge hand, gently pulling you towards him as he lowered his lips to yours in a tender, chaste kiss.

Your fingers swept over his hand and without opening your eyes, you breathed his name as a question. He hummed from deep inside his chest, his cheeks dusted with warm pink while your own felt hot, especially with his breath ghosting across your skin before pulling away to look at you.

"I've had a crush on you since the day I met you," he whispered.

“No, you haven't. You're just sayi-"

Asahi interrupted, "The way you kept looking away every time I looked at you. The way you smiled at me like I was the best thing you'd never known."

Your breath caught in your throat. It was true, but how did he know that? Had you really been that easy to read?

"The way you giggled when I stumbled on my words,” he went on. “The way you made me want to know you. To spend time with you. To just...have you in my life, close to me."

“Stop it, Asa, you're gonna make me cry! Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I'm chicken shit!” he admitted with a laugh. “And by the time I felt confident enough to tell you, we'd already become pretty good friends and I didn't want to fuck that up." He kissed your forehead. “I’m sorry, (y/n), I should’ve said something…”

You shook your head at him. “No, if I don’t get to be sorry, then neither do you.”

He smiled. “Fair enough.”

There was a long, comfortable silence.

“So…what do we do now?” you asked.

“I think we’re supposed to start dating or something.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right. But how’s that any different from what we already do?”

“I guess we just keep doing what we’ve been doing – hanging out, spending time together. Only now I’m pretty sure we get to kiss and hold hands and make our friends uncomfortable by openly flirting with each other.”

You couldn’t hold back anymore. You lunged at him, throwing your arms around his neck, squealing into his shoulder, loving the sound of his laughter right against you and the feeling of his arms wrapping around you, pulling you in closer.

You pulled back enough to look up at him smiling back at you as you brushed a stray strand away from his handsome face, your fingers burying themselves in the thickness of his long hair.

“I wanna kiss you again, Asa.”

“Then kiss me.”

You touched your lips to his before pressing into them, slow and measured. You wanted to savor every detail of this kiss. His thumb swept across your jaw, pulling you into him as he opened his lips against yours.

Your hearts were pounding, your breaths shallow and shaky when you pushed against each other’s tongues.

This went on for a few minutes, having turned into a full-blown makeout session. Both pairs of hands were dangerously close to going too far, too soon. He pulled away first, panting, his eyes lidded with desire.

“Shit, we shouldn’t…yet” You nodded in full agreement. He was right. “Need to take things slow. I want us to go slow.”

“So do I. No need to rush.”

You settled in close to him, his strong arm wrapped around you while you mindlessly played with each other’s fingers, talking and laughing about ways to make your friends uncomfortable.

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Chapter Three

Summary: Inarizaki boys reacting to their manager admitting her crush on Karasuno’s ace, Asahi Azumane

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: Short fic but still fun to write. Atsumu is a little meanie in this but I still love him. He’s just a goofball sometimes. Some characters are a little OOC but I hope it’s okay for the sake of the story. A/N: Next post will be a headcanon about the Inarizaki vs Karasuno match because I’m not great at writing action scenes. Hope you still enjoy it. Happy reading!

“I think… He’s the one.”

As the words left her lips, (Y/N) knew they were true. She genuinely felt a connection towards the opposing team’s ace. Never before had she felt this warm feeling at this level with anyone else like they were with Asahi.

To all the boys before him, she did try to see if those feelings were hidden or at the very least present. In her eyes, every guy, minus the Miya twins, who tried to ask her out only showed her their best side. The side where they can take pride in, all the while hiding the side they didn’t want her to see. Obviously, she knew they had their reasons but every time she explained to them it was okay to have faults they didn’t want to listen. It was as if holding their macho pride took priority.

Or how sometimes they didn’t see her as more than a girl with a pretty face. She hated guys like that. Unlucky Schmuck #3 was the very definition of a shallow person. He was the captain and ace of the basketball team who’s only real interest in her was her chest size and boosting his popularity. When she declined him, he became upset and dared to ask a question that solidified her decision was the right choice: Why wouldn’t you go out with me?! I’m the ace!

Those were just some of the reasons why she liked Asahi. He was honest with his feelings. He’s brave enough to admit his faults and maintain so humble while carrying the title of ace. His presence was so comforting and soothing. Like a warm ray of sunshine breaking over the horizon.

“Aww, look at her.” Atsumu teased, his fingers pinching her cheek. “Our manager-senpai is in love. Who would have thought?”

(Y/N) smirked, her hand making its way to pinch Atsumu’s cheek. “What? You thought I was going to stay single forever?”

“Ack! No! Of course not…” The setter said unconvincingly, his eyes gleaming in mischief. “Ow! Quit hurting me!”

She pinched his cheek one final time before letting go. “But really, Asahi is a sweet guy.”

“Oh yeah, he looks really lovable.” Osamu peered over her shoulder to look at Karasuno’s ace. “You do know we’re not going to go easy on them just because you like him, right?”

“Like hell we are!” Atsumu exclaimed as he crossed his arms. “I got to show that Goody-Two Shoes a lesson about setting.”

(Y/N)’s jaw dropped and mocked a hurt expression on her face. “I wouldn’t ask you guys to do that. Everyone worked hard to get here. Nationals isn’t the place to take it easy.”

Suna fixed his jersey into his shorts. “So… When’s the first date?”

“He’s not her boyfriend!” The twins interrupted in unison.

“Geez, announce it to the whole stadium, why don’t you? Maybe I should get the announcer’s microphone to help.” (Y/N) said, her words dripping in sarcasm.

The middle blocker smirked at his manager’s quick retort before returning to his previous question, “That being said, will there be a date?”

“No way.” Osamu cuts in. “It’s too soon. They barely met yesterday.”

“And our senpai only deserves the best. Not some nameless ace from a forgotten powerhouse.” Atsumu huffed as he crossed his arms.

“This is why you’re the evil twin.”

“What?!”

“That’s true.”

“Shut up, Suna!”

(Y/N) smiled at the second-years. They always made her day a bit more interesting since they first met. But sometimes, they can be a bit much. Especially before matches.

“As much as I love you guys being protective and all, I can make my own choices. I’m not the type of girl that would fall for any guy.”

“That’s true.” Suna jutted out a thumb at the twins. “You were smart enough to dodge these two.”

“Hey!” They yelled, glaring at the smirking middle blocker.

“Oh, they’re not that bad. Anyone would be lucky to have them as their boyfriend.” (Y/N) began as she patted both twin’s backs. Her words seeped into the brothers’ core as they puffed out their chest in pride. Until she spoke, “But they’re still idiots.”

Once the idiot remark registered in their brains, the twins quickly reacted while Suna cracked another grin.

“How could you say that, (Y/N)-san?!”

“He’s more of an idiot than I am!”

“Oi! At least I don’t steal her food when she’s not looking!”

“So? She says she doesn’t mind.”

As Atsumu and Osamu continued to argue, the manager and the middle blocker watched from the sidelines. With the twins now moving on to personal insults, the rest of the team decided to join the watch party.

“Why are they fighting?” Akagi, the libero, asked as he and Omimi walked up to her.

“I call them idiots.” (Y/N) simply stated with a smile on her lips. “Now they’re trying to prove who’s the bigger idiot.”

“The fight could go on forever.” Omimi’s deep voice pointed out but made no effort to stop them.

“You didn’t answer my question, (Y/N)-san.” Suna whispered. “Is there a date with you and that Karasuno guy in the future?”

She smiled at him as she could see the care in Suna’s eyes and hear the amount of worry that laced his words. Her mind couldn’t help but wonder on what would happen if she and Asahi were to go on a date. If he were to ask her out, she undoubtedly would say yes but there’s that small voice of doubt that would say: This is too good to be true. So much so that it has to be a dream…

“I don’t know, Suna. I think it’s too soon to tell.” (Y/N) took the chance to look at Asahi across the gym. His back was towards her but it was as though he could sense her eyes on him as he turned around. His eyes locked with hers and once again she felt herself get goosebumps. “I guess we’ll see.”

Suna narrowed his eyes at his manager. During the two years he’s known (Y/N), he has never seen her like this before with a guy. While this Asahi guy looks… Suspicious to say the least, if he can make her happy then that’s fine by him.

“Take it from me, (Y/N)-senpai, when a guy likes a girl, he makes the effort to get to know her… Those moments with her… Will mean a lot to him. If you feel the same way as he does, don’t be scared. Go for it and see where the relationship takes you one step at a time.”

Out of any of the players on their team, Suna was the last person she would suspect of giving out meaningful relationship advice. Though, she couldn’t say it completely surprised her. The middle blocker has always been the observant type.

She placed her hand on his shoulder. “Thanks, Suna. I needed to hear that.”

“No problem. Guess my sister’s girly magazines do work, huh?”

(Y/N) gasped before playfully punching him. “And here I was thinking you’re my favorite second-year.”

“I still am.” Suna chuckled. “But whatever happens, I hope your boyfriend knows how lucky he is to catch your eye.”

“Aww Suna… You care for me.”

“The whole team cares for you.”

With that being said and done, the middle blocker left and (Y/N) smiled as his words were true.

The first-years, though nervous, would always help her with trivial chores. The second-years never failed to bring any silly shenanigans to the table but she had to admire their dedication to the sport. Finally, her fellow third-years, the ones that have been by her side since the very first practice, have given her a high school experience that she’ll remember fondly. Despite their motto saying that they didn’t need the memories, (Y/N) will always cherish the moments she spent with the Inarizaki volleyball team.

“(Y/N)-san.”

“Hey, Aran. Oh, Kita-san, you’re done with the interview? How did it go?”

Kita unzipped his maroon jacket before he spoke, “It went well. How are things here?”

“Besides the twins arguing.” Aran laughed.

The trio of third years walked to the nearby bench where two black jerseys, #1 and #4, were placed.

“Everything is ready to go.” (Y/N) answered as her two friends removed their normal shirts. She passed each of them their respective shirts. “And the twins are just… Extra motivated to play.”

“Oh?” Aran raised his eyebrows. “Any special reason why?”

“Well… There’s this guy I met yesterday…”

“WHO?!” The Inarizaki’s ace all but shouted, attracting the attention from everyone on the team.

“Aran, lower your voice.” Kita instructed.

But the ace only looked at his captain as if he was a crazy mental patient. “How can you be so calm, Kita? Did she tell you already?”

The silver-haired stoic captain shook his head. “(Y/N) didn’t tell me anything, but I can tell something was going on. I just didn’t know it was because of a guy.”

“Who is he? Do we know him?” Aran interrogated.

(Y/N) retold her story on how she met with Karasuno’s ace to her friends. The butterflies in her stomach revived once more when she was at the part of the story where she secretly gave Asahi her phone number. When she finished, she waited for their response.

Aran was the first to react.

“Wow. I didn’t know you had it in you, (Y/N). This guy must be crazy good to impress you.”

“It’s not just that. You’ll see when you play against him.” (Y/N) told them as she fiddled with the zipper of her maroon jacket. “He’s not like anyone I’ve met.”

Kita smiled at her. The two of them have shared the same classes since the first day of high school so he knows that (Y/N) wouldn’t fall for any guy, no matter how persuasive or charming he can be. But it seems this Asahi guy wasn’t like that at all. In fact, he sounded like the complete opposite a girl would go for… At least, that’s what he assumes. But he wasn’t going to question his manager’s choice. Like (Y/N) said, he’ll see for himself what Karasuno’s ace is like.

“I trust you, (Y/N).”

“Yeah, me too, (Y/N).” Aran joined. “I can’t wait to see what this guy is made of.”

Before she could even utter a word, Coach Kurosu announced it was time. Everyone quickly huddled together for their usual pep talk. (Y/N) took a quick head count before gathering her stuff. When she came back, everyone looked more determined than ever.

“What’s-”

“Alright! Let’s go show Karasuno what Nationals is all about! Let’s go win this!” Aran shouted.

“Yeah!” Everyone shouted back.

“And show that their ace is out of his league to flirt with (Y/N)-senpai!” Atsumu added.

“YEAH!!!”

If she didn’t have her hands full, (Y/N) would have facepalmed at her teammates’ method of a pep talk. It would have been considered embarrassing if it wasn’t so endearing to see how much they cared for her. Besides, she’s never seen them so determined like this before.

As they walked towards the main gym, she brought Kita aside and asked, “Was what Atsumu said really necessary?”

“It worked didn’t it?”

(Y/N) sighed but smiled. Her heart was beating in excitement as the main gym’s lights shined over them. Her ears were ringing when she heard the loud cheers.

“May the best team win.”

‘Good luck, Asahi.’

“Hey, Daichi. Is it just me or am I being glared at by everyone on the other team?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Asahi. You’re probably imagining it.”

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