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loveephia · 1 year

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:¨ ·.· ¨: atsumu miya's valentine special.

`· . ꔫ sypnosis: in which you wanted to confess to atsumu, but as the school's beloved vice president, you've been too busy helping out with the limited valentine's day events. because of how often you were pulled away from atsumu, he decides to entertain his fangirls to try and make you jealous

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, hurt with comfort, osamu is in two clubs (volleyball and culinary), kita is mentioned, reader has glasses, you cry because of atsumu, but don't worry, he calms you down toward the end.

⚠ warning/s: atsumu being atsumu none.

my HQ masterlist. (valentine's edition)

"hello, ms. vice president. yer lookin' prettier than usual today. did ya do somethin' with your hair? you smell like a meadow." atsumu teased you non-stop. you were one (if not, the only) girl he'd stop by to bother during school hours. you don't even know if he truly means his teasing or if he's just messing with you.

whatever it is, it worked because you silently crushed on the faux blond.

"cut it out, miya. i'm trying to sign a few papers of allowances for the upcoming valentine's event." you stated sternly, making sure to emphasize the miya. you knew how much he disliked being called that, especially from you. "still on the last name basis?! i have a twin brother who's also named miya, y'know! how'll you call us if we're both present?" atsumu whined.

you thought for a moment, "i'll call you 'the-more-annoying-miya.'"

"no way, call me 'the-hotter-miya' instead! it's got a better ring to it." atsumu winked

"you and osamu have the same face." you factually deadpanned. "wait—! yer callin' 'samu by his first name but not me?!" atsumu said at a loud volume, taking no notice of the rest of your statement.

"whatever.. i have to go now." you said, slipping away from atsumu to head to the afternoon student council meetings.

valentine's is coming, meaning a lot of booths, a lot of food, and potentially, a lot of heartbreak. you can't even imagine the headache atsumu will be by then.

sure you had a crush on him, but he could be a bit of an annoyance sometimes.

time skip.

the meeting came to an end, and you huffed. you skim over your clipboard to see the busy schedule ahead of you.

1. help the botany club sell roses.

maybe one of those roses have a thorn magical enough to prick your finger and put you into a deep sleep until valentines is over; kinda like sleeping beauty with a few details changed.

2. deliver the anonymous love letters.

at this point, all the enveloped confessions should just go straight to the miyas. those two always end up getting the most every year anyway.

3. give each and every schoolmate a pouch of specially made chocolates from the culinary club.

you only like this one because you were told that you get to keep the leftovers.

"hey, ms. vice president!" atsumu greets you with the familiar nickname he specially made. you look up to see the setter, and your eyes widen. "miya.. it's late in the afternoon. what are you still doing in school? i don't think you guys even have volleyball practice today." you said.

"yeah, i know, but i wanted t'walk you home! i didn't know that the meeting would last up to two hours, though." atsumu said, "still, it was time worth waitin'." he smirked at you.

disregarding the flirty comment, your heart swelled at the fact that he was thoughtful enough to wait and walk you home. you smiled softly, "thank you for being so considerate. just let me get my bag, and we can get going."

atsumu was expecting you to roll your eyes or even sigh restlessly, but to his surprise, you didn't.

"okay." he replied quietly, watching you go jog to your own classroom. atsumu sighed longingly.

osamu, who unwillingly witnessed the scene before him, could only cringe. "why is he still at school?" one may ask. he couldn't go home because his older twin of three and a half minutes was entrusted with the keys to the house. atsumu also refused to let him go by himself due to stubbornness.

"i hate it here." osamu murmured.

time skip.

on the walk home with the twins, you all shared your day almost peacefully (not without the twins bickering every now and then, of course). you didn't even realize osamu was there earlier outside the meeting room..

the sun had set, and you were finally at the foot of your house. osamu was standing by your house's gate while atsumu was right next to you. "i'll see ya tomorrow, ms. vice president." he said, patting your head and messing up your hair.

you let it slide since it's the end of the day anyway. you lean close to kiss his cheek, "thanks, atsumu." you quickly expressed your gratitude before going inside your house, leaving atsumu to malfunction outside.

"did— did she just call me by my first name?!" he thought, puffs of smoke cartoonishly coming off the top of his head. his fingers came in contact with his blazing cheek, the cheek that you kissed.

finally going back home with osamu, atsumu couldn't think straight. he even fumbled with the keys to simply unlock their door. the younger twin who's too tired to deal with atsumu's behavior, takes the keys, and unlocks the door himself.

time skip.

valentine's day was here, and your feet were aching from the number of times you had to run up and down the stairs to help out with booths.

the duties of being inarizaki's virtuous vice president were ample. every year, it truly never gets easier. but you enjoy seeing the satisfied expression on your schoolmate's faces from your helpfulness, so you'll continue to run for a spot on the student council if it means—

"y/n!" atsumu calls out. you turn around to see the boy. just as you were about to come up to him to say hi, a female voice cuts you off. "y/n! the president is looking for you, he says it's urgent." your classmate said. you nod, excusing yourself from atsumu's sight to see what the matter is.

atsumu understands. you're a busy girl, so he lets it slide.

until the fourth time, that is.

"y/n, can you please help me carry these boxes of flowers to class 2-E?" the head of the botany club sweatdropped. you nod, helping him out.

"y/n, my adorable underclassmen, would you be a dear and send this to kita shinsuke from class 3-A?" the student council treasurer asks playfully, "i don't want him to know it's from me~" she whispers with red cheeks. you nod, running off to the third year's classroom.

"y/n, can you head to the kitchen with me? we made a new variety of chocolates, and we need your thoughts." osamu said, a sheet of sweat glistening on his forehead from the heat in the kitchen. you nod, "of course, osamu."

atsumu can't believe this.. his own brother?!

"y/n this, y/n that. i just wanna be with her on valentines!" atsumu grumbles, kicking a pebble on the ground, feeling like a defeated puppy.

"excuse me, atsumu?" a hesitant voice disrupts atsumu of his thoughts. "t- this is for you." she bravely hands him a letter. this is the seventg time today that he's received a confession. un-anonymously, that is.

"thanks." atsumu mumbles half-heartedly, though he knows he won't read it.

wait.

this just gave him a brilliant idea.

time skip.

you finished your duties. everything is going great; sales are booming for the botany club, all of the love letters have been delivered, and you even got a few leftover chocolates.

you're off to find atsumu, excited to see him.

only to see the one and only setter surrounded by plenty of fangirls.

"can i have a selfie, atsumu?" a girl asks. "sure, darlin'." atsumu replies. did he just call her by a pet name? and, more importantly, is he actually entertaining his fangirls? this is odd..

your heart starts to feel heavy, and before you know it, atsumu eyes land on you. just one look, and he's forgotten all about his fangirls. "y/n!" he exclaims.

atsumu is so happy to finally see you unoccupied.

then he sees your nose tint a shade of red and your eyes all glassy.

you run off in a weak attempt to hide your tears, and atsumu is quick to run after you. "no— wait, y/n!"

you keep running until you reach a more deserted spot in inarizaki high. you're not athletic. your legs were sure to give out soon, especially when the one chasing after you is a part of a volleyball club.

you try not to sob aloud, very hurt by atsumu's actions. you don't even turn to look at him, and he knows he messed up big time. you sniffle your nose, and atsumu pulls you in for a warm hug. you let him pat your back and hush you quietly.

"..m'sorry. i was actin' like a jerk all because i didn't get to talk to you the entire day." atsumu apologized, "i know my words aren't gonna cut it, but i want t'make it up to you because.." he reaches for both your hands. "i really, really like you."

your breathing is choppy, "d- do you mean that?" you look up at him. your glasses were foggy, and your red cheeks stained with tears. hair a bit disheveled from the run. atsumu smiles at you, "there's my pretty vice president." he says before pressing a kiss to your forehead, "i do." he confirms your earlier question.

you giggle at yourself for falling for a dumbass like atsumu. how silly. "i- i like you too." you stuttered quietly between your sobs.

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zeltqz · 1 year

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your secret

pairing. fwb!atsumu x fem!reader

synopsis. atsumu comes to your work shift because he wants some attention

authors note: my first haikyuu fic omgmggmgmgmgmg hehe i love atsumu so much

content. friends with benefits, praising, oral sex, secret situationship; you and atsumu mess around in secret because you don't like attention

“I did gooood didn’t I?” Atsumu nudged at his twin, looking even smuger than usual. It made Osamu sick; not because his twin was in a happy mood, but because he did do good. He scored the final point at the very last second.

“Yeah, you were amazing.” Despite such a pleasant statement, the tone in Osamu’s voice stated otherwise. It was sarcastic and dry, but Atsumu was high enough on his own emotions to even notice the very ironic tone.

Atsumu’s day was already going great, amplified ten fold when he looked past Suna’s head, at the table right behind you. He’d recognise the back of your head from anywhere. He’d gotten praise from everyone but you. He’s craving it now, his fingers tingle with the need to get validation from you.

He was going to go to your house after dinner with his friends, tell you about his awesome heroic victory and hopefully sleep with you. But why wait, when you are right there.

He waits for you to finish serving that table, that sweet smile you give to the table before you’re heading to the back. He quickly sticks his hand up, fast enough to almost slap his brother in the face to grab your attention. You turn to head towards the table, only to freeze in your step when you realise who exactly is at that table.

Oh, you could just kill him.

Atsumu can see that moment of hesitation in your step, like you’re contemplating whether or not to dash towards the back, grab one of your fellow waiters to tend their table.

But it was already too late. Atsumu’s long ass arm in the air already attracted the attention of your manager who’s urging you to stop standing in the middle of the restaurant and go to the table.

If only she knew why you were hesitating to go. You put on your best smile and over to the table, repeating the same phrase you’ve said at least 50 times today. “How can I help you today?”

Osamu looks up from his phone. “Oh shit. (Y/n), you work here?”

Upon hearing your name, Suna also lifts his head up. He’s more silent than his friend, simply looks you up and down before looking back over at his phone. A reaction you didn’t mind, at least he didn’t have to vocalise his words.

Atsumu is ignoring the death glare you’re currently sending him. “May I have more water please?” He gestures towards his half empty glass of water.

You look down at the glass. “Maybe you should finish it first?”

Atsumu’s smile gets wiped off his face the moment at that realisation. This is what he gets for mustering up an excuse on the spot.

“Ignore his stupid ass.” Osamu knocks him on the head with his elbow.

“I’m not stupid!” Atsumu tries to hit him back but is stopped when you ask them politely to stop fighting in a restaurant.

“That’s a debatable statement.” “That’s debatable.” You and Suna both say at the same time. A small chuckle leaves his lips and a small smile grows on your own. Atsumu notices and his brows crease in frustration. Not at what you both said; no not that, he’s used to handling the verbal abuse from his friends and sometimes you. It’s the fact that you both are looking at each other and smiling at each other and saying the same things at the same time—

Without thinking, he grabs his half-empty glass of water and downs it so quick it almost spills on the table. You look at him, confused, before he’s placing the glass back on the table. “Show me where to fill this up.”

“Uh—okay?” You reach forward to grab the glass and head towards the fill station. Atsumu is following behind you, standing a bit too close for comfort as he watches you fill up the water glass.

He leans down to whisper in your ear. “So…guess what?”

You stiffen upon hearing his voice so close to your ear. “I don’t care Atsumu,”

“Damn. Atsumu? What happened to that cute nickname you used to give me all the time.”

“Shut up. I’m mad at you.” You turn off the tap and hand him his glass of water. “Why did you bring them here? What part of ‘I want us’ “ you gesture at the both of you “to be a secret don’t you understand?”

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to see you.” He presses a kiss to your earlobe. “Forgive me? Please?”

You groan, allowing him to leave kisses along your jawline. “...Fine. But stop kissing me, I’m workin—”

“Take a break.” He muffles into the skin of your neck.

“I—I can’t.”

“Please?”

He pulls out from the junction in your neck to press his forehead against yours. You stare deep into his hazel eyes, as if he’s trying to coax you into doing what he says. And man, it’s working. His stare paired along with the hand trailing up your leg, resting on the bristsles of your skirt. “Go to the bathroom, I’ll be right there.”

His smile is so contagious, he’s pressing a warm kiss to your nose before he’s bouncing to the bathrooms. You head to the back, asking your manager for a quick 15 minute break. She looks hesitant and first because the restaurant is extra busy tonight but you tell her you’ll make it up for her next shift. After a couple more moments of pleading, she’s letting you take a small break, so you head towards the bathroom where you saw Atsumu go inside.

“Sorry I took so lon—.” You allow Atsumu to press you up against the counter, his fingers lifting up your chin to slot your lips together. “Wait.” You tap at his chest to grab his attention.

“Hm?”

“You said you wanted to tell me something? Earlier.”

You watch as his face falls a little, trying to remember. “Oh! Yeah! I won the game.”

“Really?! Congratulations ’Tsumu!” You hug him, wrapping your arms tight around his neck. He’s pulling you closer, a hand drifting downwards to wrap your legs around his waist. “I’m so proud of you.” You mutter in his ear.

Your praise sends a shiver down his spine and he holds you tighter. He gently moves you to sit on the counter and maneouvers himself between your legs. “Praise me more.”

“You’re so stupid.” You chuckle airily, gasping when his hands tighten on your waist.

“How long do we have? Fifteen minutes?”

“Actually—” You groan, digging your fingers in his hair when he lays kisses along your neck, taking his sweet time because he thinks you have fifteen minutes. “We have about five…”

“Five?” He pulls out from your neck and looks at you confused.

“I’m sorry! My manager wouldn’t let me have fifteen…”

“Guess we will have to make the most of it.” He pushes you down from the counter, digging his fingers into your tights and pulls them down your legs.

“Wait…you’re doing that here?! Now?!”

“Yeah? I’ll be quick.” He gets on his knees, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. He lifts your leg, putting it over his shoulder for better placement, tugging you forward.

“’Tsumu, this isn’t very sanitary—” You’re cut off when he licks up your slit, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking harshly. “Oh fuck.” You exhale shakily, a hand coming up to your mouth to stiffen your moan, the other tracks downwards to the puffy ball of blonde hair beneath you, digging your fingers into the strands.

His tongue laves ruthlessly at your clit, eyes closed shut as he loses himself in your pussy, moving a finger up to press at your slit, tickling the hole before slipping it inside. “’Tsum—oh my god—yes!” You whimper, voice muffled by your palm as he fucks his fingers deeper inside you, briefly moving his lips away from your clit to lick at your juices along the inside of your thighs.

It’s messy, so messy but you can’t bring him to stop. Not with the way he’s adding a second finger to the mix, pumping them out at a lazy pace, but enough to have your entire face flushing, enough to have you biting down on the inside of your palms to stiffen your moans.

He lifts himself up from the ground, fingers still twisting inside you and leans in for a kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him closer to you as he pushes his tongue past your lips. You're moaning into his mouth, allowing his fingers to brush up against your spot. “’Tsumu, I’m gonna cum—”

“Cum on my fingers, babe.” He breaks the kiss to look down at where his fingers are pumping inside you, the wet slick sound it makes as he somehow pushes his fingers even deeper.

“Oh sh—fuck! I’m gon—” Your scream is cut off when he kisses you briefly.

“D’ya wanna get us caught?” He smiles against your lips and you look up at him, dazily before hiding your face in his neck, cumming on his fingers, hiding your moan in his shirt.

It feels like forever until he pulls his fingers out and you can’t help but cover your face when he licks at his fingers that are absolutely soaked with your juices. “’Tsumu, can you stop! That’s so embarrassing.” You move his fingers away from his mouth but he’s gotten them sealed tight, like a vacuum to it’s dust.

“Not my fault you taste so good.” He’s wiping his spit soaked fingers against his pants before kissing you again. “By the way, that definitely was more than five minutes.”

You blink, trying to understand what he means until you remember where you are right now and panic. “Oh shit!” You’re pushing past him to slide off the counter, tugging your tights backup and readjust your uniform. “Never come here unannounced again.” You poke at his chest.

“I’ll be here same time next week.” He winks at you and you’re scoffing before exiting the bathroom. He waits a couple seconds to avoid suspicion before he’s heading back to his table.

“How long does it take to get some fucking water?” Suna says the moment Atsumu comes to sit back down.

“Yeah, it’s been like ten minutes.”

“Was busy.” His smile is extra cheerful today and they look at him weirdly before he’s adjusting himself in his seat to try and get a better look at you working. He waits until you’re sitting down at the back, wiping some sweat from your forehead before he brings out his phone to text you.

Atsumu: did i tell u that u look sexy in that uniform ;)

Me: why havent you left yet

Atsumu: that’s not how to treat customers

Me: pls go home. I cant work properly with you here

Atsumu: are u gettin shy on me?

Me: no ur just staring at me like a creep. Stop

Atsumu: ok ill look at your sexy manager instead

Me: fuck u

Atsumu: I WAS JOKING STOP

His text goes unnoticed by you as you turn off your phone, making sure to silence notifications and stuff it in the pocket of your apron.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Being Atsumu's Girlfriend:

Being Insecure

Atsumu Miya x Insecure! Female Reader

Warnings: Swearing, slight angst, super supportive Atsumu, insecure reader, kissing

A/N: This is an Anon request! I know how much my bbys love our resident untoned blonde and since it's his Birthday 🎂 🥳 here ya go 🥰

I suppose I should be nice to him today 🙄

Alright let's see how long this lasts

Dating this idiot is a full time job

Whoops didn't even make it a whole sentence 🙃

Honestly YN out here doing Inarizaki's charity work

Since you've started dating Atsumu, you've lead a very interesting life

First off, you never in a million years thought Atsumu Miya would be interested in you 😳

Like seriously, you were quiet, shy and mostly kept to yourself

Literally the most perfect angel ever 😇

It wasn't until your second year that Atsumu first started to notice you

You had gotten paired up with him for a class project

I'm sorry to say YN, but at first Atsumu didn't know who you were

Literally our bby wall flower 🥺

However that changed quickly because you see, when someone pointed you out for the first time

Literally the gates of heaven opened, the sun shined brighter and the birds sang louder 🙌🏻

Atsumu is just staring at you like 👁👄👁

Seriously how did he never notice you

Glad you asked...

1) he's a man and therefore literally oblivious

2)99.99999% of his life is volleyball and unless your volleyball shaped YN, I'm sorry

3) he's a man

Anyways, you've always had a small crush on Atsumu

Not unlike the majority of the school 🙄

So when you go up to introduce yourself, Atsumu is literally just 🧍‍♂️ 😳

But of course it was always just that, a crush

Like one of those "I'll dream of you from afar never to have you" crushes 🥲

"Hi, I'm YN! It looks like we are partners"- you

Atsumu 👉🏻😳

"Umm I'm free this afternoon before clubs start if you'd like to meet? We can meet back here"- you

Atsumu 👉🏻😳

Please someone send HELP

Luckily Ginjima just happens to be in your class as well

Thank God, someone with a some brain power istg 🙄

"Umm hey YN, Atsumu would be happy to meet you later, right Sumu?"- Ginjima

Atsumu 👉🏻 🧍‍♂️ 😳 *nods head*

You 👉🏻🙂 great I'll see you later! *little wave and float away*

"Yer an idiot"- Ginjima 🙄

Later that day, you meet up with Atsumu and begin your project

Thank God there is like .000001% someone will interrupt you 😏😏😏

"HEY DUMBASS!"- Osamu screams, followed by Suna and Ginjima

You 👉🏻👀👀👀

"Samu can't you see IM BUSY"- Atsumu, nudging his head towards you as you smile and wave 😃 👋🏻

Again YN do less

"Oh my apologizes YN, I didn't know you got roped into working with Sumu"- Osamu

"Thoughts and prayers YN"- Suna ✌🏻

You 👉🏻😅

Atsumu 👉🏻 fuming 😡

"If you don't need anything, YN and I would like to continue OUR project!"- Atsumu

"Why don't you invite YN to practice tonight, then you can work on your project afterwards?"- Ginjima, doing the most

Bless you sweet Ginjima 😘

"HEY- that's a great idea!"- Atsumu, literally looking for anything he can do to impress you

You 👉🏻😳 uhhh sure...

Please Atsumu will literally drag you to practice and you will be forced to watch 😅

Aran, Omimi and Michinari are like 100% sure you were forced here against your will

Kita is skeptic but you aren't acting like the other ones so he's fine with you being here

After that day, Atsumu literally will remain attached to your hip

It's kind of weird honestly 😅 like sir give YN some space please

He's walking you to school, eating lunch with you, even walking you to your classes

Then one day, he just kind of blurts it out

Literally it goes like this 👇🏻

"YN I like you-" Atsumu

"I like you too Sumu"- you 🥰

"No like I LIKE like you"- Atsumu 😬

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 whet-

"Will you go on a date with me YN?"- Atsumu

You 👉🏻👁👄👁

Atsumu 👉🏻😃😅

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 you sure?

Please YN, the man pulls you into a giant bear hug 🫂

"I'm sure"- Atsumu 🥰

You 👉🏻😳🥺 of course Sumu!

And thus begins the ship know an AtsuYN

We love that for you ❤️

You deserve to be happy YN

And thankfully Atsumu is an above average boyfriend 🥰

I can't give him too much credit guys, it's me 🤣

Anyways, your relationship is going well for the most part

You see, there's one teeny tiny issue

Well not so teeny nor tiny...

More like massive and obnoxious 🙄

Yep that's right, the Miya fan girls

Can you imagine 😒 we could never YN 💅🏼

Sure the Miya twins are cute but honestly? Literally as dumb as volleyballs

Anyways, when the girls find out about you, they honestly don't think you will last

However when they see Atsumu kissing your cheek and holding your hand, they burn with jealousy

And you, my precious angel, aren't one to deal with unwanted attention well

I mean, you've always kind of thought you weren't good enough for Atsumu 😔

It's the opposite YN but you'll find out 🙃

The bullying started out small, a couple of them leaving nasty notes in your locker

You never said anything to Atsumu, simply choosing to throw them away and try to ignore it

Then it began to escalate

These jerks would start purposely knocking your books from your hand, especially when Atsumu wasn't around

They would spill juice on your uniform and trip you, giggling as they walked away

"I wonder how Atsumu can date someone so clumsy"- they would say chuckling

You'd try to ignore them, walking away and not acknowledging them

However your bullying didn't go unnoticed because someone was always watching 👀

So one day when you were coming back from class and someone bumped into you, sending you flying and landing on your butt

A certain someone came to your rescue

"YN why do you let them do that to you? You need to tell Atsumu"- Suna said

"It-its ok Rin, they are just jealous that's all"- you say as he helps you up, grabbing your books and handing them back to you

Suna rn 👉🏻😑 YN...

"Please Rin don't tell Sumu, he doesn't need to worry about me! You guys have the spring tournament coming up and you don't need to worry about me"- you smiling

Suna just nods as you wave and walk away

Unfortunately, the fan girls only get more vicious

Not only do they ruin your uniform daily but they make your life miserable

Literally you are scared to even be alone 😔

You start to withdraw from Sumu, afraid to tell him what's wrong because you don't want to be a bother

Atsumu is so confused but you keep telling him you are busy

Suna hadn't said anything, even though he's wanted to

However one day, things finally take a horrible turn

You see, the guys are all practicing and you are headed to the gym

You've become sick of the bullying, the constant teasing, the constant crying every night

You decide it's finally time to tell Sumu

Unfortunately for you, you are stopped in your track by a gang of his fangirls

"Hey bitch- where do you think you're going?"- one of them asks

You try to dodge them but unfortunately they block you, caging you against the lockers

Lemme at em 👊🏻 two hits- I hit them, they hit the floor

*deep breath Tiffany* beating the crap out of bullies won't solve anything...

Or will it? 🤨

Do as I say kids not as I do 👏🏻

"Just leave me alone!"- You shout, tears filling your eyes

The girls laugh at you, continuing to get closer

"You really think Atsumu likes you? You're just a pity project for him!"- the leader says

You try not to listen but it's impossible

Luckily for you, a certain someone has super sonic hearing and peeks his head out see what's going on 👀👂🏻

"Just break up with him YN, that will save you the embarrassment of when he dumps you!"- the girls say, all laughing as they shove you against the lockers

Meanwhile 👀

Suna 🏃‍♂️ runs to tell Atsumu and the team

"SUMU!"- Suna

"What?"-Atsumu

"Listen I'm not one to get involved in drama-"

Please the entire team laughs 🤣

Suna rn 👉🏻😐😑

"Ok and.."- Atsumu

"YN has been getting bullied by your stupid fangirls for the last few weeks and they currently have her caged against the lockers!"- Suna

Atsumu 👉🏻😐😳😡 WHAT?!?!

He takes off, followed by Osamu, Ginjima and the rest of the team

Atsumu stops outside the gym, seeing you cowered against the lockers and crying

Ohh this man is PISSED

Like BEYOND PISSED 😤

"HEY YA PIGS!"- He screams as the girls all jump back, eyes wide

Atsumu storms up to you, grabbing you in closer as you cry in his embrace

"Sweetheart are you ok? Did they hurt ya?"- Atsumu

You can't respond, you just cry, burying your head into his chest

Atsumu holds you close, eyes blazing as he glares at the girls

Osamu, Suna, Ginjima and the team are all surrounding you

"Samu, take YN back to the gym"- Atsumu growls as Osamu wordlessly grabs you hand, dragging you towards the gym with him and Ginjima

"Sumu we weren't trying to hurt her-" the girls try and say but oof- Atsumu is like " NOT 👏🏻 TODAY 👏🏻"

None of the girls answer

"How long have you been hurting her?!" - Atsumu growls

Ugh protective, possessive men 😫

That's OK, Suna is there to fill in the gaps 💅🏼

"A few weeks now, they trip her, spill juice on her and leave her nasty notes!"- Suna, probably pulling up receipts 📱

"Sumu... she's not good for you"- one of the girls says a Atsumu completely snaps

"LEAVE YN THE HELL ALONE AND DONT YOU EVER SHOW YOUR FACES AROUND ME, YN OR THE ENTIRE VOLLEYBALL TEAM EVER AGAIN YOU STUPID COWS!" -Atsumu fuming

Honestly 👏🏻 👏🏻 we love to see it

Kita and Aran step forward

"Let's go, we are going to talk to the principal about your behavior"- they say as the girls eyes fill with tears and they start to cry

Atsumu could care less, he turns around and heads straight for the gym

When he enters, he heads straight for you

Osamu and Ginjima are sitting with you

You see Samu, standing and going to meet him half way

"Sumu I'm-"

Too bad you don't get the words out because Sumu plants a big ole kiss on your lips 🥰

He pulls away, putting his forehead against yours

"YN why didn't you tell me?"- Atsumu

"I-I didn't want to bother you"- you 😔

"YN you never bother me! I love you!"- Atsumu

You 👉🏻👁💧👄💧👁 you do???

Atsumu smiles, "Yeah I really do!"

"I love you too Sumu"- you 🥰

"God get a room!"- Osamu 🤢

Meanwhile Suna is videoing the entire thing 📱 probably tearing up 🥲

Don't worry YN, he will send you a copy later 🥰

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sachirobabe · 2 years

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Mishaps | M. Atsumu x F!reader

Warnings: Time-skip, mentions of food poisoning, one small suggestive joke, pregnancy mention, mentions of puking, cursing⚠️

An: repost from my Wattpad

Female reader.

Wc: 1,712

"I can make dinner, darlin'." Atsumu suggested.

"It's fine, I can do it." You interjected as he entered the kitchen.

"Wait please! I found a recipe online, 'nd I think a can do it." He pleads.

"Mommy, I'll help daddy!" One twin walks in, rubbing his eye from slumber.

"Me too." Walked in the other.

"You two can't cook-"

"Mommy, we're this many now," Kota held up 4 fingers.

"Yeah!" Kyo joined his antics.

You pondered for a moment, your husband was not known for cooking like his brother, but he could at least do the bare minimum.

"Fine, I don't want-"

"A mess, I know, I know." Your husband chuckled and brought you closer to him.

You dismissed your children to wash their hands in the bathroom, racing to see who could make it there first.

"What will you make, Mr.chef." You joked.

"'S gonna be a surprise for 'ya." He kisses your temple. "I can watch the kids, go take a nice bath."

"Are you telling me that I smell?"

"No! No, 's not what I meant." He panics. "Go relax, I'll take care of dinner tonight. I know ya've been stressed with work." He mumbles in your hair.

"I was kidding, 'Tsumu." You chuckle. "A bath does sound nice." You hum.

He turned you to face him, he stared lovingly in your eyes with a gigantic smile on his face.

"I. Love. 'Ya." He pecks your lips in between each word, earning a fit of giggles from you.

"I love you too." You roll your eyes. "Don't burn the food." You warn.

"A never burn the food." He retorts.

"Yes you did, remember our last barbecue with Osamu?" You raised a brow.

Atsumu huffs and turns away, the twins had come back running into the kitchen, tearing the two of you apart.

"Mommy's mine!" Kota tugged your leg.

"A met 'er first." Atsumu stuck his tongue out.

"I'll be back." You kissed the twins each on their forehead.

"Where's ma kiss, baby?" You husband catches your arm just as you are about to leave.

"There." You kissed him, already earning retorts from your kids. "Don't burn down the kitchen, please."

With that, you were off upstairs, picking out another set of clothes, along with bath salts, candles, and a book for ultimate relaxation.

You sat at the edge of the tub as the warm water oozed out of the faucet, there weren't a lot of moments that you got to yourself as you became a mother.

So, you'd definitely be taking advantage of this opportunity.

"Hold 'yer horses." Atsumu plucks a wooden spoon out of Kyo's hand. "'Ya can wash these 'fer now." He places vegetables in front of the two.

They cheered and took turns on the step stool to reach the sink.

Atsumu wasn't sure where things went wrong in the recipe, but the meat did look a little weird once it was cooked.

He shrugged it off and added in the vegetables, eventually finishing it and ordered the set of twins to wash their hands once again and wait for him to get you.

You were just finishing getting dressed when Atsumu walked inside the bedroom.

"Aw, I missed the fun." He pouts.

"Oh shut up." You giggle and hit him with your towel.

"Dinner's ready! I think a redeemed ma'self." He stands proudly.

"It smells delicious." You kiss his cheek and head downstairs, finding your boys already sitting at the table.

"Ah, let me do it." Atsumu pulled your chair out for you.

"Thank you."

He set up the table and gave everyone a serving. So far, you didn't notice anything wrong, it smelled good and looked good. So, you can only imagine how good it'll taste.

"We wanna watch 'ya take a bite first." Kota jumps in his seat.

"Yeah! We did so good, mommy." Kyo joined in.

You chuckled and took a spoonful of meat and veggies.

The taste was a little off, something didn't taste right when you bit into the meat.

"Not too bad, right? A should give 'Samu a run 'fer his money." Atsumu grins.

"What's wrong mommy?" Kyo questions with a mouthful of food.

"A think it tastes good." Kota chews.

Atsumu whipped his head towards you, "Is it bad? What's wrong."

"Nothing... the vegetables taste great, but the meat tastes a little off." You scrunch your nose.

"Yeah, the meat was cookin' weird..." He trails off. "'M sorry."

"Hey, no, it's okay." You cheer him up. "I think the meat is bad, but it tastes wonderful."

"Should we jus' order takeout?" Atsumu frowns.

"Ramen!" The twins yell.

"I think so, baby." You cup his cheek. "Tomorrow you can try again, we'll get meat that isn't bad." You chuckle.

He kisses your palm and brings out his phone to order.

"Let's go in the living room!" You say and drag the little ones with you.

"Are we getting ramen?" Kyo asks.

"Yeah, a want ramen!" Kota cheers.

"Yes." You giggle and turn on the tv for them. As soon as they got distracted, you retreated to the kitchen again to check up on your husband and clean the dishes.

"No, let me." Atsumu rushed up as soon as he saw you pick up his plate.

"Baby, it's okay. You worked hard on dinner, at least let me clean up." You pinch his cheek.

"It didn't even turn out good." He sighs. "Let me clean ma mess."

"It wasn't your fault, the meat was just bad." You take the plate from him.

"I'll help 'ya then." He huffs.

The ramen arrived and all was well, the small mishap in the kitchen was forgotten as soon as bedtime came.

"Didja brush 'yer teeth?" Atsumu peeks inside the twins bathroom.

"Yes!" They both say.

"Can we get a bedtime story?" Kota asks as he goes to his bed.

"Can I pick the book?" Kyo says as he makes his way to the shelf.

"Sure, bub." He ruffled his dark hair.

You stood by the doorway after giving them their goodnight kiss, admiring your dear husband reading a story with funny voices that made the room erupt in laughter.

In the midst of the story, they easily fell asleep from their hard work of cooking.

You departed early from the doorway and brushed your teeth. Soon, Atsumu entered in and wrapped his muscular arms around you.

"Tired?" You asked.

"Not really... 'm jus' bummed." He admits.

"Don't be. Really, it came out great, too bad the meat was no good." You frown. "You can redeem yourself tomorrow."

"'Yer right, thanks darlin'." He softly smiles into your neck.

Your stomach was cramping a little before bed, but you ignored it.

The next day, you expected to wake up peacefully, hugging your husband. Instead, it was met with a stomach ache.

Worse than any other cramps you've ever gotten. You groan and let go of Atsumu, who wakes up almost immediately.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong babe?" His voice came out all raspy from waking up abruptly.

"My stomach." Is all you can mutter.

"Here, sit up, drink some water." He reaches over to the nightstand and places the water bottle in the middle of you two.

His hand caressed your back as he helped you sit up.

Immediately something didn't feel right. You felt like everything was coming up all at once, you knew this feeling all too well from being pregnant.

You pulled the hot covers off you and hurry to the bathroom, not even getting enough time to shut it behind you all the way.

"Shit." He mumbles and is now fully awake, trailing after you.

He pulled your hair back for you as you emptied last nights dinner in the toilet.

Once you finished, he helped you stand up and brush your teeth from the nasty puke.

"Are you okay?" His hands still on you. "Are you... pregnant?" A hint of excitement in his voice.

"No." You grumble. "I think I have food poisoning." You spit the toothpaste.

Atsumu has an 'aha' moment, remembering the bad meat from last night, but guilt immediately washes over him.

"'M so sorry, that was ma fault."

"It's okay. I feel a lot better now." You say, wiping your mouth and only holding Atsumu for balance as he guided you back to the bed.

You didn't even bother to go on your side, instead laying in his as he held your hand and kneeled beside the bed.

"Take small sips." He hands you the water bottle.

The door opened and revealed Kota clutching his stomach.

"Daddy, my tummy hurts." He cries.

"Mine too." Kyo followed behind him.

"Let's get you guys to the bathroom." Worry washes over Atsumu.

"No, a need ta lay down." They cry.

Atsumu made sure they weren't going to blow chunks on the bed, offering them a towel just in case.

"I'm so sorry." Atsumu kisses his sons heads.

"They didn't touch the meat much, so I think they'll just have stomach aches." You breathlessly say.

"Do 'ya need anything? A can go to the store 'nd get something. How 'bout-"

"'Tsumu, 'm okay. I feel a lot better now." You say, and weakly squeeze his hand.

He nods his head and lays in the middle of you and the kids, hugging all of you.

The twins eventually fell back asleep, their cramping lessening. He made sure you were asleep as well, you hadn't thrown up since the morning.

He quietly slipped out the room with his phone and dialed his brother. After a few rings, a groggy voice answers.

"Hello?"

"Hey, 'Samu, what d'ya give someone who threw up 'fer breakfast?" Atsumu asks casually. Too casually for Osamu's liking.

"What the hell? Are the twins okay? Who's sick?" Osamu wakes up a little more.

"No, no." Atsumu waved off as if Osamu could see him. "Y/n threw up this mornin' 'nd the kids have tummy aches."

"What happened?"

"... None of 'yer business." Atsumu huffs. Not wanting to tell his chef brother that he gave his wife and kids food poisoning.

*do not steal or plagiarize

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pinkykats-place · 2 years

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Haikyuu x Reader Hurt/Comfort Ⅱ

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Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Some contain mature content. Fem & GN readers.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please like, comment and/or reblog their work!

His kid asks him to stay away

Ft. Oikawa, Atsumu x fem!Reader

A Misunderstanding

Kuroo Tetsurou x spouse! Reader

He Forgets Your Anniversary

Miya Osamu x fem! Reader

HE LASHES ON YOU ON A BAD DAY

kuroo, osamu, bokuto x reader

Aftermath of a Fight

Tendou, Oikawa, Kageyama, Atsumu

how he apologizes

ft. suna, makki

lack of love

Suna x fem!Reader

Synopsis: You and Suna have an agreement, but you overstep, and he doesn’t like that.

THEY COME HOME DRUNK AND MAKE AN OFFHAND COMMENT ON YOUR APPEARANCE

3 Parts

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aowrites · 2 years

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cross my heart

╰► before y/n left japan, she made a promise to her ex, miya atsumu that she will give him another chance, if and only if atsumu gets in the national team. what will happen once they meet again? will she be keeping her promise or will she just sweep it under a rug?

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chapter twenty-seven

sakusa let out a big sigh, hanging his towel on his shoulder. atsumu has been pestering him about their manager being absent again.

“yeah, but what if something happened y’know?” the setter said, following sakusa int the locker.

he turned around to face him, “atsumu, i am sure she is resting—”

sakusa’s phone ring loudly, cutting off their conversation.

“yes, this is sakusa kiyoomi.. what happened?”

they curly haired boy eyes widen as he listen to the person on the other line.

atsumu frowns, although sakusa’s demeanor is calm, his other hand keeps fidgeting. “hey, omi?”

once sakusa was done with the call, he grabbed his wallet. quickly walking out of the room.

“hey, hey! we still have practice" the blond reminded, tugging sakusa’s arm.

the panic is starting to show in his face, “i need to go, atsumu.” he said, “i need to see yn.”

the two were silent on the whole ride. atsumu refused to ask some question as sakusa is already in distressed.

he was scared when he heard yn’s name. he have no single clue on what is happening but he choose to come with sakusa.

the msby players got out of the taxi, walking inside the big hospital. with atsumu walking close to him.

atsumu feels like throwing up. he hates this feeling, it feels like he is always worrying about yn.

sakusa stopped on his tracks as a doctor in his mid 30s just got out of the room.

“mr. sakusa kiyoomi?” the doctor asked.

sakusa nodded, “how is yn doing?”

the blond looked at both of them, confused. “what happened to yn?”

the doctor smiled, “she is currently resting,” he started, “although i am afraid that her health is declining.”

atsumu gulped, “what is wrong, doc? it’s just asthma, right? omi?”

facing atsumu, the doctor pursued his lips. “i guess you don’t know but yn is currently suffering with chronic bronchitis and cor purmonale.”

sakusa let his head hang low, avoiding eye contact with the setter.

“she’s gonna get better, right?” atsumu asked, panicking.

the doctor face softens, “we are trying our best,” he said, “her lungs are already scarred, due to her lung disease her heart also got affected causing the right side to fail.”

“you can check up on her, i’ll get going”

no one dared to speak. atsumu can’t even register that his loved one is suffering and he never saw it. he is blaming himself.

sakusa looked up but still avoiding atsumu’s gaze, “it’s not your fault,” he reassured, “she didn’t even know it was this worst.”

atsumu bit his lower lip, “i’m sorry for not telling you right away, yn wanted to tell you when she’s ready”

sakusa faced atsumu, his mouth agape as the setter let his tears run down his face.

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rinsramenshop · 2 years

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the bright light as you picked up your phone, causing your eyes to squint. it read 1:27 am, no one messages from atsumu. you unlock your phone, the last app were your messages between atsumu. can’t wait for you to be home, congrats on the win <3 was the most recent message from you. as time passed, your eyes grew heavier and the couch became more comfortable too. your phone had a new notification as you gave into sleep, almost home honey! atsumu quietly opened the front door to your house, trying to keep his keys quiet. he noticed the living room light was only light still on. he placed his keys next to yours and took his shoes off too, then went to find you. it was an easy search since he found you laying on the couch. he smiled seeing your tired form, laying another blanket on top of you. getting down onto his knees, he kissed your temple. he made himself comfortable on a nearby couch, he didnt want to wake you after you’ve been waiting for him. he was definitely lucky to have you, even on the latest nights.

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loveephia · 1 year

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some HQ boys with ballerina girlfriends..

↳ sakusa and atsumu. manga spoilers in sakusa's.

part 1 | part 2

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

- yk how in that one manga panel

- bokuto and hinata would watch sakusa stretch his hyperflexible wrists on the floor?

- yeah, now it's sakusa watching you.

- at first, he didn't understand why ballerinas had to absolutely torture break apart their pointe shoes

- until you thoroughly explained that the process is needed

- whenever he watches you do some warm-ups, hE THINKS YOU'RE SO ELEGANT

- LIKE A LITERAL SWAN PRINCESS 😭😭

- he'd definitely attend your ballets with VIP tickets and front-row seats

- let's say you just finished a show and you're in the dressing room

- bro walks in with a big bouquet of roses in his arms and a soft gaze on you

- "you looked amazing out there."

- why'd the temperature rise all of a sudden

- how much is that freakishly big bouquet

- and how did he get access backstage

- ???

ATSUMU MIYA

- he definitely thinks he himself could do a pirouette or two

- you think otherwise, obviously

- "'kay then. since yer the professional here, why not show me how it's done, pretty?"

- and you know darn well that he's just doing this to see you twirl

- he loves your twirls

- so much

- he thinks you're so graceful and breathtaking and uHUHUHUHU :<

- you would teach him the terms for some of the moves, and he'd try his best to memorize them

- keyword: try

- if ever he does forget, he'll describe the move

- "ya know! the- the.. the floaty jump where you have one leg up?"

- "the temps levés??"

- "YEAH, THAT'S THE ONE!!"

- ...

- "i think"

- he is a lost cause in the ballet world. russian teachers would be disappointed in him.

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emmyrosee · 1 month

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“Daddy?”

Atsumu immediately leaps a foot in the air from the small voice of your son, standing on the side of his bed, small arms cradling a stuffed duck. You’re not quite sure what woke you up- your husbands leap of terror, or your son’s tiny, frightened voice.

He groans and smacks a hand over his face, “bud, it’s the middle of the night. It’s too late to try and scare daddy to death.”

“Sorry,” he pouts. You close your eyes and sit up with a grunt, and he offers you a small wave, “hi mumma.”

“Hey, Kousei,” you hum. You press your fingers into your eye sockets, “what’s going on, sweetheart?”

The three year old digs his foot in the carpet, before flicking big brown eyes up at his dad, “know how look f’ monsters, daddy?”

Atsumu nods exhausted, “yeah, I do. What about them?”

“Man in my closet says no sleep.”

Atsumu immediately tenses up, your own eyes flying open as you look down in terror at Kousei.

“….who said that?” Atsumu chokes.

“The man in my-“

“Yeah, okay,” he squeaks. “Good to know I heard you right.” He looks over at you, eyes pleading for support, but when you nod towards the door, he shakes his head in fear. “Just- okay. Come on in bud.” He lifts the sheets for Kousei to climb in, which the small boy does.

You scoff, “isn’t that something you should discuss with your wife first?”

“You can go talk to the man in his closet, I’m all set,” he mumbles, kissing his son’s head.

You sigh and scrub your eyes, “should I get hisako?”

“No. She’s braver than us, she’ll be fine.”

“Alright.”

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sachirobabe · 2 years

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Pranks | M. Atsumu x F!reader

Warnings: Small time-skip spoilers, cursing⚠️

An: repost from my Wattpad

Female reader.

Wc: 1,306

"'Nd don't forget!-"

You interrupted Atsumu, "I know! The cupcakes." You rolled your eyes, leaving the classroom to finally go home.

You're not sure why Atsumu wouldn't just have his brother bake him some cupcakes, he's literally planning on going into the food business someday.

But it does give you a chance to get back at him for the stunt he pulled the other day—well actually three stunts.

The first was practically harmless, but it did tick you off a little, you were in the middle of a conversation with him at night, talking about harmless things and you'd asked him a question and he sent you a gif of the typing dots.

You stayed there for a few minutes, wondering what the hell was taking him so long, then you realized what it was and yelled at him through the phone.

The second time was when you went to the computer lab at school, having to do some research together for school. Everything was well, he was being oddly affectionate and retaining information you gave him.

He even went as far as doing one of the three hard problems, which isn't really the bare minimum at all, but he never does his work so it felt like he did 10 of those.

You drank too much water and ended up going to the bathroom, when you came back and tried to use your mouse, it oddly stopped working.

After minutes of trying to get the stupid mouse to work, you finally had the idea to flip it over and you saw a piece of tape covering the sensor. Atsumu laughed his ass off, crying from tears at your frustration.

The third was just yesterday, he had slept over at your house because it was too late for him to go home and it had been raining, so your parents were okay with him staying, trusting him since you had been dating awhile now.

While you were in the shower, he cut up a bunch of tiny pieces of colored paper, making it into confetti, placing them on top of your ceiling fan, knowing you turned it on after a shower because you got too hot.

And he was right, once you came out all dressed, you turned the fan on and the confetti flew around, making a huge mess in your clean room.

"Atsumu!" You yell. "You're cleaning this!" You say, going back to the bathroom to take off the pieces that had stuck to you.

He did end up cleaning, your parents got a real kick out of his pranks these past couple of weeks, they were all harmless and he made up for them after with kisses and cuddles.

So when your lovely boyfriend asked you to make some cupcakes that he's been craving all day for, you decided it's your turn to get him back.

Immediately as you got home you began to set up the kitchen, and quickly got to mixing ingredients.

You decided to make two batches. One would be completely butchered, all the wrong ingredients so it'd taste nasty. Then the second batch would be normal, but the cake would be burnt, so he really wasn't going to enjoy these.

The first batch smelled terrible, you added some things you couldn't even pronounce the names of, the second batch, however, smelled amazing.

You even added normal frosting to both of the cupcakes so he wouldn't be able to smell the weird ingredients and the burnt ones.

He was over at your house straight from practice, already showered and ready to eat. You felt kinda bad at how excited he was, he was like a little kid in a candy store.

"Babe, 'm so excited, 'ya don't know how long 'ave been wantin' these." He licks his lips. "Doesn't it smell a little burnt in 'ere?" He sniffs.

"Hm really?" You act confused. "I've already had one and they tasted fine."

"'M sure they taste good. Wasn't sayin' 'ya messed up." He clears up.

"I know what you meant, 'Tsumu." You looked at him dreamily, stealing a kiss before he ate the cupcakes and changed his mind about cuddling later.

"Did I tell 'ya I love 'ya? Thanks for the cupcakes!"

You innocently smile at him, grabbing the first cupcake which was the one with all the nasty ingredients and handed it to him.

Before he took a bite he needed to say something else. "Oh yeah, 'Samu said to bring him home some so we can't eat all of 'em." He adds.

"I don't think he'll want them." You mutter quietly underneath your breath.

He took a huge bite, his warm smile and bubbly behavior quickly fading away, he looks confused and disgusted. He spits the cupcake into the trash can, along with the rest of it in his hand, he makes a beeline for the sink and washes his mouth out.

After his coughing fit he turns to you, "What the hell? I thought 'ya loved me." He pouts, wiping his mouth off.

"You've been pranking me all week." You crossed your arms around your chest.

"'Ave been cravin' these all day." He whined to you. "Did 'ya butcher all of these?!" He looks at the cupcakes.

You chose a random one from the second batch. "No. These ones are actually good, I ate one already." You hand it to him.

He huffs and takes it, muttering a 'thank you'. Once again after he took a bite into the cupcake he spits it back out again.

"Seriously? Babe. No way. This is a fate worse than death." He dramatically sighs.

"They're just burnt cupcakes, 'Tsumu. Don't be dramatic." You say. "You've done this all week to me."

"Yeah, but I didn't poison 'ya." He angrily pouts.

"I got you twice, in a row!" You laugh, after a little he was sitting all grumpy in his chair. "Well I'm sorry." You come to his seat on the island, moving his head to your chest, he wraps his arms around your waist.

"Hmp."

"We can remake them?" You suggest.

"No. 'M not cravin' them anymore."

"What do you want then? You haven't eaten and I know you're hungry from practice." You say. "And your big, strong muscles need all the food they can get." You boosted him.

"'Ya like my arms?" He grins.

You nodded, smiling like an absolute love sick idiot.

"Let's order takeout. I won't prank 'ya anymore, we can get 'Samu and Rin next week." He finally smiles.

You both got comfortable on the couch, watching a show you both agreed to, he had his arm around you, pulling you desperately closer.

"They were good pranks, baby." He finally says, kissing your forehead.

"Really? I came up with it last minute after your stupid stunt yesterday with the confetti." You giggle. "Which mind you, I've been picking confetti out of my hair all day."

"'Ma pranks are funny." He shrugs to you.

You scrunch your nose, he presses a quick kiss to it, making it so the two of you were now laying down, with you on top of him.

"Can I bring some of those cupcakes to 'Samu?" He asks.

"Atsumu, leave your brother out of the prank war. Besides I don't think he'll trust the cupcakes." You say into his chest.

"Worth a try. I'll record it." He adds. "I can get Rin real easy with that. His fatass eats everything I have." He furrows his brows.

You laugh, your shoulders shaking in the process, moving Atsumu a little. He lived for your laugh, maybe he should start finding pranks that actually make you laugh because he can live off of this forever.

* do not steal or plagiarize

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forusomimiya · 11 months

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Atsumu moans like a slut. It's a fact.

He knows that his moans, high or low, create a swirl in your belly, reminding you of how weak you are every time you hear them. Inevitable to hear even though they are a perfect fucking melody, so well intoned, that when they enter your ear, they send a shock straight to your pussy and you, clearly, can only moan in response.

“Ahh darling... so tight you can't stop moaning every time you take me. So much - shit - s-so much you missed me? Huh?"

His moans have become long and drawn out, like torture, sweet torture. Your vision blurs as you find you can't concentrate and you stop resisting the beautiful guttural sound Atsumu sings in your ear.

"Mhmmm babe close... ‘m so - so close nngh shit- hah...so close to fill you up, make you mine... ’cause you want it, don't you? You - want me s-so, soo bad?

You nod, entwining your legs around his waist and urging him to pick up the pace before with a muted warning, making Atsumu to struggle to hold on to the squeeze on his cock, he knows you're cumming with him.

"Yeah - yeah that's it... cum with me pretty girl, remember who - fuck- you belong to. Sing it on my ears, ah~”

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kairismess · 4 months

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HE MIGHT'VE ... MESSED UP.

🏐 genre: fluff !

🍰 summary: he might've pushed you a little over the edge, and when you gave him the silent treatment, he couldn't handle it. he's gonna make it up to you, somehow.

🍥 author's note: is this just an excuse to make an smau? yes no

atsumu miya

atsumu tends to be very annoying when you're ignoring him. you used to think he was aware on how clingy and irritating he can be in hope to get your attention, but no, you have a feeling that–with how much he's been blowing your notifs up, he's probably unaware of how insufferable his apology is. but in a way, it becomes a little... sweet. just a little bit.

fast forward to a few hours later, and he's at your doorstep with all your favorite foods. he calls you, and in a sweet (yet unbearably smug) voice, tells you, "see, sweetie? it's not easy to ignore me... now please don't ignore me ever again, i can't take it... and let me in, please? i wanna apologize! and maybe... make out with you as an apology?"

he's looking up at you with desperation in his brown orbs, with a smile that really hoped you'd let him in and correct his mistakes; and show you that he loves you too much to let you stay mad at him for so long.

tooru oikawa

oikawa isn't the best at communication, despite being so charismatic and able to charm so many of his fans, he has always been scared of losing you. he has had exes before, but he never wished to make one out of you; he loved you too much, he couldn't imagine his life before he met you anymore or had you as his own. hence, he did everything in his power to get you back... through messaging you desperately.

surprisingly, this worked.

and the next day, he was at your beck and call. he'd carry your bag and things for you, take you to your every class, compliment you here and there, treat you to your favorite snacks, buy you things to keep you from getting angry at him, and dedicating every serve at practice for you, despite the other guys on the team (specifically iwaizumi) wanting to punch him for indirectly showing off his lovely girlfriend.

but, no matter, as long as he fixed his mistake and made you happy again... he was okay with it all.

rintaro suna

this boy had a tendency to anger you, and being his girlfriend, you were basically forced to be the butt of all his teasing. one day, he went too far on accident, and you ignored him for almost a week. if this was anyone else, suna would just shrug it off and wait until they'd talk to him again.

but you weren't just anybody. you were the one to suna, even if he didn't show it–he loved you, and he missed having you by his side. he knew he needed to talk to you again, no matter how awkward it'd be.

and he did just that. he facetimed you in the middle of practice and apologized to you over the phone with his classic neutral face. but his tone was slightly different, it carried an air of genuine apology–and his eyes bore into yours, not tearing his eyes away from you for even a second.

he hopes he can be with you tomorrow at school, so he can admire all your beauty the next day. he'll cut back on the teasing, for now, he'll just compliment you and tell the truth: you're too gorgeous for him to handle (while showing you atsumu and osamu's latest brawl).

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