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innershounenfruitsbasketopera · 3 years

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That's it. Tobio wasn't having anymore of this. This was the second time during his vacation that his dad had cancelled their plans for a trip to the beach. So he doesn't regret anything that he said to his parents a few minutes ago. Also after all this he just can't stay there and so he proceeds to head to where he thinks there are people, two to be precise, who would actually understand a teenager's side of the story.

The next couple of moments sees Tobio packing his duffel bag between repeated requests from his mom & finally boarding a train to Tokyo.

To be honest Akaashi is actually a bit surprised to find Tobio arriving without prior notice but it doesn't take him much time to put two & two together when after asking Tobio does nothing but give him vague answers. Afterall he is a parent to a teenager. That's why without prying further he welcomes Tobio with a warm hug & a smile. This is why Tobio loves this place.

That night when all of them are at the dinner table, and Tobio sees Semi in between his parents, sharing jokes & laughter's, he can't help but feel a little jealous of his favourite cousin. Though he's not quite sure why he feels that way. He gets to sleep in his room that his uncles have specially kept for their favourite nephew. It holds all of the posters of Tobio's favourite volleyball teams, has minimal things, has a light grey hue and a volleyball seated at one of the shelves at the corner but he doesn't feel warmth the way he should have when he snuggles under the blankets. He just stares at the ceiling for a long time before he drifts off to sleep. But it seems he must have just slept for an hour or so when a nightmare jerks him awake and he sits up, profusely sweating. When he realises that he's not in his childhood room all he wants is to dash out of there and snuggle between his parents, feeling at ease and protected from the outside world with his mama calming him down by hugging him close & make space for him in their bed and his papa patting his head & whispering sweet nothings (maybe even a lullaby) till he falls asleep.

But Tobio is in Tokyo now. The people sleeping upstairs are not Iwaizumi Hajime & Oikawa Tooru. For the first time since his arrival at his safe haven Tobio misses home (the flashbacks of the last fight come rushing back).

Tobio decides not to speak of this event to anyone ever, not even uncle Bokuto as he makes his way downstairs to the breakfast table the next morning. When he enters the dining room, he wishes it was a pair of chocolate brown eyes & a pair of green eyes that welcome him instead of the golden & gunmetal blue ones that do now. Tobio wishes them good morning, tells them he had a good sleep & says his prayers before he starts his breakfast. As polite as ever- just like his mama taught him. But the miso soup doesn't taste the same. It does not contain that special garlic & chilli paste that his mama makes, the wafting odour that spreads throughout the house whenever that is made. Then he realises that Semi is not too good at handling spicy food.

As the day progresses it becomes increasingly clear to Tobio that home is that three-storeyed house back in Miyagi of which the third floor has a big enough terrace from where the sunrise & sunset has a marvellous view, whose second floor is Tobio's territory- all rooms arranged according to his tastes, and the ground floor always merry & bustling with some kind of sound- either of the news or volleyball matches playing on TV or his mama talking to his colleagues or his papa analysing his plays or planning out new training regimes or both his parents bickering about whether aliens are real or not, Tobio all the while sitting at his desk in the bedroom which lights up in a warm & comfortable hue with the last few rays of the setting sun, basking in its warmth doing his homework & a constant ear for his dinner call.

So finally after lunch he gathers enough courage to talk to uncle Akaashi that he needs to return home as he needs to attend to his unfinished assignments (and not because he misses his parents)before school reopens, his voice quivering as he tries to suppress the tears, Akaashi just smiles and dials his brother's number and has a long talk with him before announcing to Tobio that they are coming to fetch him.

Unable to control himself any longer Tobio weeps into Akaashi's arms and tells him between sobs how he's sorry and that he never meant the things he said to them that evening and that they are the best parents anyone could ask for. Akaashi just smiles down at his nephew & smoothes his hair thereby calming him down.

When they leave Tokyo that night after a family dinner that takes place after a long time, Iwaizumi turns around in the car just to see their son passed out on the back seat sleeping like there is no tomorrow. Both Hajime & Tooru share a look and a smile that conveys each others' version of how Tobio has had too much to deal with and that he's in his rebellious phase right now, so they have to be well prepared for such future endeavours. But still Tobio is the best son they could ask for, ever, no matter what anyone says. He's forever going to be their little king, the ruler of their minds, hearts & spirits.

Long after they have left, Bokuto asks Akaashi if he's not upset that Tobio did not stay for longer because Bokuto is as he had planned for a movie marathon with both his sons, Semi & Tobio (they never differentiate between them) the coming weekend.

Akaashi just smiles and tells him that this is what exactly he had expected because however far & wide Tobio may veture, his roots are Miyagi and his world is his parents. Akaashi has never seen a more filial son in his life.

Deep down Tobio is still a "mama's boy" as many would like to call it.

#haikyuu #kageyamatobio #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #bokutokotarou #akaashikeiji #semieita #teenagerkageyamatobio #teenagersemieita #parentsiwaizumiandoikawa #parentsbokutoandakaashi #familyau #domesticfluff #seijoh

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fanfictiondreamscape · 4 years

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First Kisses (Haikyuu - pt. 5)

Title: First Kisses (Haikyuu - pt. 5)

Genre: *deep inhale* FLUFF.

Pairing: Oikawa/Iwaizumi/Bokuto x Reader (separate)

Notes: Okay, fair warning. I’m not too proud of this one, but I knew that an issue would come up the second I decided to include Oikawa in this. (I am seriously trying to write him, but he is surprisingly hard to write for how accidentally transparent his character is.)

Otherwise, I think that this is a pretty decent contribution to the series. I hope you enjoy reading it!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 6 Masterlist

Oikawa Tooru

trash can needs someone stern

keep him and his somewhat sleazy habit of flirting under control

his s/o was most likely friends with him as well.

they’re also pretty similar to hajime, though they are nowhere near as violent and brash with him as hajime is

that doesn’t mean that they aren’t assertive, though.

they’d be strong and smart, and they’d know the self-worth of themself and him

otherwise, this boy would want to make a huge show out of the kiss.

like seriously.

this man has it planned.

super elaborate, super extravagant, and super sweet. that was the general aim for it.

what exactly was to happen? well...not what did.

it was valentine’s day.

a day meant for romance

and, of course, oikawa was gushing about you to anybody that would give him the time of day.

you had tried to stay as close to him as possible, but his delusional fangirls were constantly getting between you two

(you could have sworn that a few of them had been stealing some roses from the nearby park garden to give to him, and that one of them had stabbed you with the stem of one.)

(they’re vicious, you’re getting pissed.)

you have to realize that there will be a dance hosted that night for the event, and that you and oikawa have tickets to it

so you can rest a little easier for the day knowing that you will be able to thoroughly celebrate the day with him once school’s out for the day.

with the thought lingering, you went about your day and would stay by oikawa as he got pulled between classes by some of his fans

you could always appreciate how he would find a way to get beside you

it was endearing seeing him pout and apologize cutely.

(you wouldn’t ever say it out loud, but your face said all that he needed to know)

anyways, the day goes by, and eventually lunch hits you two in the gut

hajime had decided to lay back a little as you two went on your way.

you witness a few love confessions in the hallways on the way there, and while you watch the underclassmen blush and stutter, you snicker to yourself

it reminded you of oikawa’s confession to you, and you found it endearing.

(for context, he had asked without stuttering, and when he had gotten giddy and ready to leave, the typically-graceful oikawa tooru had continually tripped and fallen on his face. he sent an unaware smile in your direction every time as you laughed at his overly apparent misfortune.)

he watched as you smirked.

he found it amazingly devious, yet oh-so attractive.

it only added to the fact that you were the perfect foil to the setter.

the rest of the walk to the cafeteria was spent in comfortable silence as you two listened to the chattering and the swishing of the wind outside.

it wasn’t until you reached the aforementioned part of the school that your growing bundle of annoyance had reared it ugly head and disrupted the sweet mood.

you deadpanned as you watched oikawa’s fangirls drop in all at once and practically throw you off and throw their valentine’s gifts in his face.

you hit the floor with a thud, and when you went to get up, you saw hajime holding his hand for you to grab.

he had the same expression on his face, and while you already planned to grab his helping hand, it made the scene a little more manageable

someone didn’t look away from this crap.

oikawa had noticed how the girls had become rougher than usual today

and he had been getting as annoyed as you had by them

and he had enough when he saw them make you a physical ragdoll.

he tried to compose himself well enough to say something in a mature manner (or, as mature as he could get, at least)

he had an image as a role model to some people, and he didn’t want to reflect a bad persona for them

nor did he want to show you his truthful angry side again

(you had seen it once, it freaked you out. it took a couple minutes to get you back to your senses.)

so he had made a final decision.

as hajime pulled you up and you brushed off your uniform, oikawa had gently nudged the females away and walked up to you.

with a smile on his face, a genuine one, he cupped your face in his hands, closed his eyes

and kissed you in front of the whole student body.

it was deep, very passionate, and threw you for a loop.

it took you a moment to melt into the experience and, when you did, it got 10x more passionate.

as well as a little messy.

hell, the two of you got so into it that tongue got involved.

it took hajime tearing you two apart to make the time continue and the room stop spinning.

(seriously, any longer and you two would have been full on making out in front of every student. can’t have that, can we?)

safe to say, that whole romantic gesture screwed over his plan to do something even bigger at the school dance.

otherwise, the whole school now knew that you two were an item, and that oikawa was off-limits.

(and that if they were to lay another finger on you, they’d have an angry hajime and oikawa after them)

(the two of you got relentlessly teased by the other volleyball third years afterwards, though)

in conclusion:

fangirls will be annoying, kisses will be magical.

seriously.

it was surprisingly rough and somewhat harsh

you could still feel the drive to not only protect you, but also pour his heart out to you.

you did the same, of course.

and if it weren’t for the unorthodox timing, the kiss would have probably been more mechanical.

(the whole topic was something that oikawa had to come to terms with when he had spilled his initial plan to him. he still hates to hear that talk.)

final words? impulsive, passionate, loving, and messy .

for the whole of the scenario.

Hajime Iwaizumi

hajime here?

he’d like someone responsible.

right off the bat.

he and his s/o would be able to tackle anything together with their work ethic, and that is something that he’d admire

otherwise, they’d have a similar sense of humor to him and be intelligent (same class, possibly?)

would also be somewhat into athletics.

imagine like, a past athlete or someone that enjoys working out but doesn’t do it often

(gym buddies? he’d love that)

and the kiss, i imagine, would happen when oikawa and iwaizumi are leaving the game between Karasuno and Shiratorizawa.

the two of them are both a little peeved, which is understandable

but you were there to cheer them up just the slightest

(and help hajime knock some sense into the walking, six-foot-something trash can)

it was following the match that the day just...

went.

it was a little dull (just like my writing as of late, holy-)

but you were persistent on lightening up the mood.

you tried to engage oikawa with talk of space and aliens

(“how about mars? do you think that aliens exist there? if so, would their body directly counteract the heat of the planet?”)

(“how about venus, then? i know that there are different standards of beauty everywhere, but what do you think they’d be like? like, your definition of ‘beautiful’?”)

he was so angry and distraught that he just walked off.

considering you had been friends with the trash bin as long as hajime, you knew to let him be.

you admittedly felt a little dejected, but you knew that things would work out eventually.

hajime had tried to do the same before you had joined them, but the same thing had happened to him in the long run.

with a sigh, you suggested getting some take out and watching a movie at one of your homes.

though slightly reluctant, he agrees.

you shrunk a little further in at his reaction, but you knew that the reaction was just a response to the horrible atmosphere

he, truthfully, was just a little nervous to be alone with you.

he had been having the urge to kiss you as of late, and he didn’t want to make anything awkward between you two

you had been thinking the same thing, but, hey-

you were trying to focus on the thought of a movie, food, and cuddling with him

so far, it was keeping you from falling completely into a hollow being for the next few hours.

the walk to the nearest house (yours) was about ten minutes from the intersection that you two left oikawa at

your parents were on a business trip and they trusted you, so things worked out.

when you and hajime were inside the home, you had taken to picking a movie and he had taken to looking at menus that had been stashed in your kitchen

you had settled on a dark comedy while he had reached for a pizza place menu.

everything had slowly but surely begun to settle into numbness (in comparison to the depression of earlier)

it wasn’t until the pizza came that things took a turn.

you had grabbed the pizza and paid for it with some money that had been left for you.

you took it into the living room, propped the box up and everything.

all ready to devour, your mind went straight to the food.

you took two pieces and ate the both of them before reaching for another piece.

(hajime found the sight of your with your cheeks puffed out from the food the cutest thing he had seen.)

(he also started blushing and tried to hide his face behind a napkin but failed miserably.)

(you noticed.)

anyway, the pizza was slowly being eaten.

you had been fairly clean when eating, and with the movie contributing to an even higher rise in the mood, you had gotten just the slightest bit messier.

a small spot of tomato sauce was right on the corner of your lips.

haijime noticed this immediately and just knew he had to kiss you now.

his cheeks flared up again, and he grunted.

“you’ve got some sauce on your cheek”

you turned to face him, and with the way things were looking at the moment, you thought that this would lead to something like a kiss on the cheek to remove it.

oh boy, how wrong were you.

he raised his hand and slowly wiped the small bit off your lip.

his hand never left when he got it off, though.

the two of you were just staring into each other’s eyes, both turning as red as the sauce that you had just eaten.

he gulped before he asked you the question.

“can i kiss you?”

it was quiet, it was serene, and the tv in the background was completely forgotten when you responded with a ‘yes’.

he leaned in and met your lips with his, and hoLY-

time really flat out stopped.

he was a little rough, but he was pouring every ounce of love he had for you into that smooch

his passion shone through and jesus, you couldn’t help but do the same.

you wrapped your arms around his neck as he raised his other hand to cup your face completely

his rough hands were so gentle, and so was the kiss as the two of you broke away from the other for air.

both slightly breathless and panting, a smile sealed the upgraded atmosphere very well.

the two of you then proceeded to cuddle for the rest of the movie.

in summary?

hajime is a person of passion and care, and that can be seen in his kiss

it was just so-

gAH so SwEEt.

easily perfect for the both of you, as cliche as it sounds

(also, the way that the night ended perfected everything - you had fallen asleep on his shoulder about 4/5 through the movie and he refused to move from his position even when the movie ended. he just turned the tv off and cuddled up next to you and feel asleep as well.)

10 out of 10, i would most definitely love for something like this to happen to me, as cliche as it is.

crap, i’m starting to realize that i am a hopeless romantic in denial, help-

Bokuto Kotarou

buff boi here needs someone like akaashi

straight outta the gate, he needs someone that can handle his moodiness

someone that can handle his hyperness

someone that can keep him in control whenever he begins to lose it.

(what little impulse control he has left, at least-)

anyway, yeah, you get it.

i would imagine that they would be (possibly) a little more talkative, but generally similar to akaashi

the kiss, though...

let’s be honest, that’s how he would respond to you

so, to sum that vague statement up:

he’d kiss you as a confession.

that’s all there is to it.

how the confession itself would go?

well...

he was nervous.

akaashi and bokuto were walking and the owlish ace was ranting

“i want to tell her, but she won’t like me.”

akaashi was almost completely fed up with his whining.

keyword: almost.

what bokuto failed to notice was that you and akaashi are friends and classmates, as well as colleagues on the volleyball team.

you were a manager, and had been a huge help to the team when akaashi wasn’t there (for whatever reason).

so, with that knowledge, akaashi knew.

you had told him what you felt in regards to bokuto, and he listened.

the catch was that you didn’t want him to tell bokuto or anyone else.

he wanted to end this whole back and forth on both of your parts,

(”i like them, but they don’t like me. and even if they did, they could find someone that’d be more fitting for them.”)

BUT, he is a good friend, and good friends keep promises and requested secrets.

he was dying to just cut the crap and get you two together.

quite frankly, he was ready to. he just had to do it incognito

(read: hope to god you don’t tear him a new one if you find out that he was willing to play matchmaker from behind the scenes.)

anyway, as he listened to bokuto rant and whine and drone about you, the idea hit him.

he’d need the help of another manager, though.

eventually, the day had come to end (with both you and horned-owl man being oblivious), and practice had begun.

bokuto was screwing up more than usual.

he still had his good moments, but anyone could tell that he was bothered by something.

it got so bad that akaashi had to call break.

he had asked to speak to the other managers, kaori and yukie, when he had called it.

you were curious, but you didn’t want to pry.

you had taken to making sure that the team could help bokuto get back on it.

akaashi had planned something, though, and he was sure that this would work.

once the break was up, bokuto went back to practice.

you found it odd when you noticed that he was starting to mess up again.

this time, it got so much worse - akaashi forced bokuto outside to take a good, long breather.

kaori had asked you to check up on him after a few minutes.

being her kouhai, you went along with it and left the duties to yukie.

when you went outside, you noticed the two-toned hair sitting on the steps to the gym angrily pouting.

you wanted to calm him down and get his focus back on the game, but something was becoming a problem.

things between you two had grown more awkward than usual, and you didn’t like it.

especially now, seeing as it was only you two in the chilly autumn wind.

that being said, you decided to sit next to him on the steps.

when he heard your footsteps, he quickly peeked up, blushed at you, and looked back down with a less hostile pout.

you found the sight adorable, but you had to push that away right now.

the Fukurodani ace wasn’t at his best - that needed to be fixed first.

“what’s going on bokuto?”

he, if possible, got even quieter.

now, not many things scare you, but that?

a silent bokuto?

get your apocalypse materials together, shit’s about to hit the fan - chances are the world’s gonna end in T-minus ten seconds.

you nudged his shoulder and persisted.

“c’mon, the team needs their ace to be at their best, and they can’t if he can’t tell me what’s bothering him.”

some more silence lingered before he spoke.

“there’s this person. they’re really pretty, and really sweet, and really smart.”

your mood dropped, but you tried to keep it up for his sake.

“they’re also really good at comforting people, and they have patience with me.”

your mood really didn’t wanna work with you, did it?

“and i wanna ask them out, but i don’t think they like me.”

that was when you took your chance.

yeah, if it wasn’t you, you could at least give him the confidence to ask out whoever the mystery person was.

“then ask them out, bokuto. people admire you, you know? how could they say no to the great bokuto kotarou?”

that seemed to give him a boost, and with quick succession, he had jumped up and stood proud.

“you’re right, y/n! so, do you wannt go out with me?”

y/n.exe has stopped working.

your jaw dropped to the floor, your eyes went wide, and your heart and mind started racing.

‘holy- he likes me? he likes me? he really likes me?’

bokuto noticed your silence, and he took it as a rejection.

he slumped off and fell to the steps again.

“if you don’t feel the same, that’s oka-”

“wait, no! i didn’t say that!”

your outburst was admittedly uncharacteristic, but for the moment, that was all that was needed.

his golden eyes lit up, and you blushed bright red.

“really? you really like me too?”

you nodded shyly.

in a fit of happiness, he lifted you up and swung you around.

the action shocked you, but you were giggling by the end of it.

despite his excitement, he still had some decency in the moment.

“can i kiss you?”

a smile fell onto your face and you uttered a small yes.

he kissed you immediately after.

the entrance was extremely rough, so much so that you nearly fell backwards had it not been for bokuto’s strong arms holding you in place.

otherwise, there was teeth (by accident, of course), and it was very messy and a little slobbery

(forlackofabetterword,iswear-)

it lasted for a decent amount of time.

in fact, it took so long that akaashi got a little worried that you and bokuto had run off (or something like that)

kaori had decided to check on you two, and you two were found sucking face.

yeah, that’s right.

the kiss was romantic, but it was bordering on a makeout. (never reached that point, but most definitely seemed like it)

she decided to leave you two alone.

when you pulled away, the both of you had a slight flush to your faces

neither of you would have changed the moment, though. no way in hell would that happen.

and, in a twist of events, bokuto was the one dragging you back to the gymasium with a new burst of energy and confidence.

the rest of the night flowed fairly smooth, and bokuto dealt with his fair share of teasing from his teammates after kaori had let the team know what had gone on.

so, in conclusion:

very, VERY, V E R Y messy.

it was an impatient kiss, an immature kiss, an overall inexperienced kiss.

though, you could only imagine, that the moment was everything you could have asked for and more.

also, the setting was perfect for the two of you.

a new s/o, the first kiss, and the slight chill of the wind combined with the gleaming moon and stars?

beautiful, perfect, gorgeous, you name it.

just-

buff owl boy needs love, you give him that and more.

he does the same with you.

(please cherish him, you’re the only person that can calm him down quickly aside from akaashi)