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bish-plz-haha · 4 months

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The Shadows (Kagehina fic)

Excerpt of a little Kagehina fanfic I've started.

I've only just started it—I haven't even posted it yet, but let me know what you think. Please. Dunno if I should post it or not.

It's inspired by Sunshine Harbour on AO3.

Chapter One: Anxiety (excerpt)

It started with talking in his sleep. Kageyama could deal with that; that was normal. It was easy. He could just roll over and use his pillow or the blankets to cover his ears and fall back into a mindless slumber. In the morning, he'd ask his fiancé if he remembered what he was dreaming about. And his answer was always the same; "No, I don't. Why?" And Kageyama would shake his head, mumbling that he was just wondering. And Hinata would whine about it.

"Really," Kageyama would say with a sigh, "it's nothing. You were just talking in your sleep. I didn't understand anything, though." He would stare at his fiancé, and fierce amber eyes would stare right back, challenging him. But there was no challenge there; he didn't hear anything except a mumbled mess of words barely audible.

Eventually, Hinata would give in. Or, rather, he would have to give up as his phone that usually sat plugged into the wall on the bar would ring out with his alarm, signifying he had to leave for work. "We'll continue with this when I get home." He would grumble in defeat as he would grab his bag, kiss his fiancé's cheek, and rush out the door.

They never did continue it when he got home: both too exhausted to argue. Instead, they'd cuddle on the couch and watch some mindless TV show or movie. Or, on the odd occasion, they'd get home in a good mood, things would escalate, and they'd have sex. It was a rare occasion that both of them were up for it. Though they had a system that worked for them. And they didn't push the other to do something they didn't want to.

Eventually, though, Hinata's sleep talking turned into nightmares for Kageyama. Hinata would sit up in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the wall and mumble, "They make death swift." And there were times he would grab hold of Kageyama, as tight as he could and shout, "I didn't mean to kill them! They made me do it." There was so much that Kageyama suggested Hinata go see someone one morning.

"Why?" Hinata asked, cocking his head. His eyes were always intense, but Kageyama was used to that. It was when he was curious or mad or any other visceral emotions when his stare really crawled under Kageyama's skin. "Sleep talking sometimes is normal, isn't it?" He'd ask, a mischievous grin taking hold of his lips. "You do it! One time, you woke me up to talk about your old high schools basketball club, only to tell me you didn't know a single thing about basketball. You yelled at me for talking about your most hated sport, wondered why we were talking about going swimming in the dead of winter, asked for some ice cream then grumbled about being a human being and went back to sleep." Hinata was in fits as he recalled Kageyama's sleep talking. "That's my favourite one." He sighed, content as he gathered himself.

Kageyama couldn't argue with that. People did talk in their sleep sometimes, even he it seemed. But the longer Kageyama waited for the phase to pass, the worse it got.

One night really scared Kageyama; Hinata bolted upright in bed, quickly clambering to get out from under the blankets. He stood in a fighting stance. Kageyama didn't see it at first, but when he turned on the bedside lamp, it shimmered in the light. "I won't go back. I'm done with that. Leave me alone." His eyes were bouncing all over the room, as if watching a ricocheting bullet, waiting for it to come hutling towards him. "I won't! Leave me the fuck alone!" He finally shouted. He crossed his arms and ducked his head, as if he was expecting an impact from something that wasn't there. The switchblade that normally sat on the bedside table, of which he had grabbed between getting out of bed and now, sliced his arm open from elbow to wrist. Kageyama scrambled for the first aid kit, scared to get near the man but wanting to help his fiancé all the same. "Get away from me, you bastard." He moved the knife in his grip, blade now facing outward instead of an underhand grip.

Kageyama stepped back. He watched as blood soaked into his white vneck shirt, dripping down his arm onto his shorts as well. This was not ideal. This was something from a horror film. And Kageyama was frozen in place, crouching behind the bed for cover. He waited for this episode to be over, for what seemed like hours, until Hinata finally just collpased back into bed, falling back asleep. Blood splattered the floor where he was stood, a small puddle forming. The red-haired man was a heavy sleeper—had to be if he did shit like that—so Kageyama grabbing his arm and patching him up had no effect on his sleep whatsoever.

But Kageyama?

He was scared shitless.

After wiping the blood away and dabbing at the wound with cotton balls drenched in rubbing alcohol, he wrapped up his arm. He placed the kit back under their bed, grabbed some spare sheets and blankets from the cupboard, and made up the couch. Which is where Hinata found him the next morning.

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slyfoxann544 · 2 years

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Incorrect Haikyuu-1

Tsukishima: WHY IS THE KITCHEN ON FIRE?!

Kageyama: Hinata and I tried to cook a frozen meal

Tsukishima: And what exactly did you try to cook

Hinata: mac'n cheese

Tsukishima: How do you-putting the box in the microwave was literally all you had to do. How do you set the kitchen on fire?

Hinata: Well in our defence name one person who knows the wattage of their microwave

Tsukishima: You know what? I'm done

#they're both dumbasses #poor tsuki #he's so done #send help #justice for tsukishima #haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#haikyu x reader #kageyama tobio #hinata shōyō #tsukishima kei #incorrect quotes #incorrect haikyuu quotes #funny haikyuu #haikyu kageyama #haikyu hinata #kagehina #tsukikage

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tummy-troubles-tourney · 11 months

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Haikyuu nation Please show up for Hinata in this poll, he's gonna Need It

#haikyuu!!#hq!!#haikyu!!#shoyo hinata #hinata shoyo #shouyou hinata #hinata shouyou #hq hinata #haikyuu hinata #haikyu hinata #tummy troubles tournament #tumblr polls #about had a heart attack when i realized who he'd be going up against #now That's a challenge #please be good to my boy yall 🙏#make the birthday girl happy (yes i Will be playing the birthday card for as long as i can #and given that it's nearly midnight that's... about 5 minutes #poll propaganda

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leafeon-oreo · 10 months

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Haii there everyone. My name is Lizzy/Oreo.

This is my pinned introduction for all you newcomers onto my blog.

I am a 17 year old catgender asexual (dunno my romantic Sexuality yet ^^").

My blog is definitely 100% child friendly and sfw. Since I am a minor I do not post nsfw Content at all.

I am an age regressor, and I am mentally and legally disabled person. I have autism and adhd

My blog contains kidcore, toddlercore, agere, nostalgiacore, catcore, christmascore, dreamcore, and weirdcore and scenecore stuff. I also am happy to talk to anyone that is not a porn blog. Pls keep dms pg or pg13 pls.

DNI:

Porn blog/blank blog.

Isn't child friendly.

Anti-lgbtqia (I accept allys).

Homophobic, transphobic, abelist.

•Bullying and racism isn't allow at all.

#2000s kid #kidcore #agere textpost #age regression blog #christmas nostalgia #nostagliacore #dreamcore #weirdcore #scenecore #catcore #pokecore #haikyu hinata #hinata shoyo #kenma kozume #read dni #catgender #cat therian #cat kin

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favficbirthdays · 10 months

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Happy Birthday

Shoyo Hinata (21st June)

Haikyu!!

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu shoyo #haikyuu hinata #haikyuu shoyo hinata #haikyuu hinata shoyo #haikyu shoyo #haikyu hinata #haikyu shoyo hinata #haikyu hinata shoyo #shoyo hinata #hinata shoyo #fictional birthday #june #june 21st

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sunfinityart · 1 year

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Rewatching Haikyu and doing rough sketches. I just love my bois so much (;-;)

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lunamochii · 2 years

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3sum with them || Kuroo x f!reader x Bokuto, Hinata x f!reader x Kageyama, Atsumu x f!reader x Osamu

warning: not proofread, heavy smut, nsfw, MINOR DO NOT INTERACT, timeskip age for the hq characters, creampie, felatio, etc…

notes: This is originally a genshin men series but I thought that I barely write for haikyu now sooo here you are! I hope you guys will like it🤞🏻, ALSO PLEASE LEAVE SOME FEEDBACKS! REBLOG WITH TAGS PLEASE!

— Kuroo & Bokuto

“Remind me not to make a bet with you two again..”

You let out a shaky when Kuroo thrust his cock back inside you once again, you heard Bokuto scoff behind you and bite down on your shoulder.

You three have been on that kind of relationship for 7th months now and you can say that, you are very ‘close’ with them. It all started when you playfully flirt with them when you interviewed them for your blog

“Lift your skirt for me will you, doll?”

You look at Kuroo who’s hair is a mess and his once buttoned up black polo is now open, you obliged to his request and he started pounding you. Making you lean on to his chest

“Geez not fair! Let me have some fun too Y/N..”

You put one of your hand on your ass cheek and grip on it, spreading it for the horny man behind you

“You can fuck my other hole, Kotaro.”

“Hell yeah!”

Bokuto kisses you on the lips as he plunge his cock making you grab tightly on Kuroo’s hair, pretty sure your body is going to ache tomorrow. You better go to a spa tomorrow..

— Kageyama & Hinata

“W-Wait—… kya! Nngh!”

Your hands rubs faster Hinata’s cock while Kageyama bang you from behind, his cock going so deep that his able to hit the entrance to your womb

“You feel so good Y/N… fuck!”

“Y/N…”

You look at Hinata and saw that his already on the verge so you rub him faster, your tongue licking his cock. Just when you were about to suck Hinata’s cock Kageyama pulled you up by your two arms

“Hnngg! K-Kage— ahh! Ahhnn!~”

“Shit! Shit! You feel that Y/N? That’s my cock going so deep inside you”

Never on your wildest dream to hear Kageyama talk like that because his known to be a man of few words, plus his expressionless most of the time whenever his off the court

You felt a hand rub your cheeks and when you look up, Hinata is stroking his cock watching you get bang from behind. You open your mouth, let your tongue roll out, as you welcome his cock deep inside your mouth

“Pay attention to my throbbing cock too Y/N..”

Saliva dripping at the side of your mouth, your toes curling as Kageyama gave your ass a spank. Hinata holding the sides of your head as he fuck your mouth

Being their paid cum dump isn’t that bad at all, especially when the two of them gives you whatever you want.

— Atsumu & Osamu

Behind the close doors of Osamu’s shop is you rubbing his and his twin’s cock, your tongue licking the tip on Atsumu’s cock while your hand is busy playing with Osamu’s balls

This all started when Atsumu saw you getting fuck by his twin on the counter, you clearly remembered how Osamu didn’t pay no attention to Atsumu and continued to fuck you

You were begging Atsumu at that time to close the door afraid that some people will wak by and see you. Atsumu on that day too also wanted to join, Osamu looked at you asking if you’re okay with it

Ofcourse you agreed and that’s how you ended up being their girlfriend, so far in 9th month you guys have been together, there’s no problem and you hope it will remain that way

“Look at ya, yer juices is all over the floor Y/N..”

“Don’t worry bout that Y/N, Atsumu will be the one cleaning it.”

You didn’t pay attention to their bickering and started sucking Osamu’s cock, while your hand is rubbing the other twin’s cock

“That’s enough… come here, baby.”

Osamu pulled you up and kisses you on the lips, his tongue sliding in, your arms clinging at the back of his neck

You felt Atsumu lifting you by both of your legs with not putting much that effort, Atsumu’s cock going inside your butthole so easily, Osamu’s cock sliding inside your pussy smoothly

“Hold her properly Tsumu… fuck..”

“I-I am.. holy shit Y/N!”

Your hands held tight on Osamu’s hair as you rest your head on Atsumu’s shoulder, they are both moving at the same time and it sends you off like crazy

“Atsumu! Osa-mu! Hnngg! Ahh ahnn~ s-slower guys— ugh!”

“Can’t do~ y’know I can’t fucking go slow when you’re this good. Hm fuck open your mouth babe..”

You did as what Atsumu said as he suck on your tongue, sliding it in as you twirl your tongue on his.

Your body twitches when Osamu reach down of your breast, his other hand groping and flicking your already hard nipples

“You always love it when you’re trap in between of our chest, right? No wonder your pussy is squeezing my cock, sweetheart..”

No words are forming on your brain, your eyes rolling at the back of your head. You felt then thrusting faster and faster, harder and harder that by the time they came inside you, your body were twitching like crazy

Your voice is so loud that you won’t mind if somebody comes and checks in, all you can think is for more that you taunted them

Which ended up with you getting fucked dumb again but this time, you’re spread out like a whore on the floor.

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sueki03 · 8 months

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「俺が居ればお前は最強だ」

“So long as I’m here, you will be the strongest.”

#ハイキュー!!#haikyu!!#haikyu hinata #haikyuu kageyama #drawing #日向翔陽 #影山飛雄

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theannoyinganimelady · 2 years

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What do you think Shoyo would be doing if he didn't stop at that electronics shop and see the Little Giant (aka, get into volleyball)?

Maybe done track since he's good with speed and jumping...?

#anime #anime / manga #anime subtitles #anime dub #haikyu #hinata shoyo #haikyuu!!#haikyu hinata

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throttlee · 4 months

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i love boyish things. msby team work 🫶

#haikyu #msby #black jackals #bokuto kotarou #hinata shoyo #miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi

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clubkira · 6 months

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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ

oh future husband, better love me right!

premise. the nhk gives it’s viewers a peak into the love lives of the jnt’s lineup, interviewing the future wives of the jnt to crack the secret to a happy relationship ❤︎

content. haikyu!! jnt / f!reader. (atsumu miya, rintarou suna, wakatoshi ushijima & shoyo hinata). fluff. somewhat decent relationship advice. downbad fiancés. healthy relationships(!!). suggestive moments. petnames.

soundtrack. dear future husband : meghan trainor.

part two can be read here.

dear future husband m.list. // hq. masterlist.

ATSUMU MIYA.

“after every fight, just apologize.”

“Relationship advice?” You repeat, sitting across from the NHK interviewer, mic strapped to your shirt as a camera filmed your living room. She nods, smiling while holding a microphone of her own.

“Yes! Tell us, what is the secret to a healthy relationship?”

You tilt your head, “Well, I guess I have some advice to give.” Your fingers drum against the armrest of your couch as you sit in thought, contemplating on what to tell the reporter, “hmm..”

Atsumu sitting beside you laughs, his arm slung comfortably over your shoulder, “I have some advice I’d like to give as well.”

You turn to him with a grimace. “I don’t want any young viewers following whatever is about to come out of your mouth, ‘Tsumu.”

He looks at you offended; reeling his arm back to his side, shock spelled out all over his face. “Excuse me, I’m great at romance. I romanced you, didn’t I?”

“Unfortunately,” you jest, with Atsumu exclaiming in protest, “But this isn’t just about romancing someone, ‘Tsumu. They’re asking what makes a relationship a healthy one.”

“So?” He shrugs, “A healthy relationship is one that’s full of romance.”

“I apologize for him,” you playfully tell the interviewer, ignoring the look Atsumu gives you in response, “He’s not the best at this sorta stuff.”

She merely giggles, “No worries, the players are allowed to give their own opinions as well.” Atsumu puffs his chest out, “See, babe? She said I can talk too.”

“Yeah well, just make sure to cut out whatever he says in the final broadcast,” She lets out a snort at your jab, hiding the smile that creeps onto her face behind her microphone while Atsumu shoves your shoulder in despair.

“Awe, c’mon! I’m not that bad with relationship advice!” He pouts at you, looking like a kicked puppy when he does so, “What makes you think I’m so bad at this, do you actually want to marry me, babe?”

Your eyes soften at his saddened tone, feeling slightly guilty you link your fingers with his, eyes full of love when he smiles down at your intertwined hands.

“Of course I do, ‘Tsumu.”

The camera crew awes as you turn back to face the cameras, still holding Atsumu’s hand firmly in your own, running your thumb over the smooth cut diamond ring studded band he wears on his ring finger.

“The advice I have to give viewers is; Apologize when you are wrong,” you tell the interviewer, “No matter your pride, no amount will replace your relationship. It’s never worth sacrificing your loved one just for the sake of winning an argument.”

“Uh huh, you’re one to talk about that, babe,” Atsumu rolls his neck, “You never apologize first, it’s always me who has to for you to talk to me again.”

“What are you talking about?” You look at him confused, “I’m the one who initiates the apology conversations, you’re the stubborn one out of us.”

“Nuh-uh.”

You groan, “Exactly.”

Atsumu pulls his hand out of yours, placing it on your thigh instead before facing the cameras. “But, she is right. Do not ever choose a winning an argument over your partner. It ends badly.”

“You would know,” you snort, “You give me the longest silent treatments until I coax you out of it with kisses.”

“Can we cut that out of the broadcast, please?”

You purse your lips to hide the oncoming smile until Atsumu leans forward, a handsome grin on his face as he looks directly into the rolling cameras with a newfound confidence.

“But, y’know. I do always apologize in the end, ‘cause my girl’s never wrong.”

RINTAROU SUNA.

“make time for her.”

“You see this girl?” Suna jabs a thumb in your direction from across the kitchen, leaning against the marble island lazily as the camera team nods. “Yeah, she gets constipated if I don’t give her enough attention.”

Your head perks up immediately as you shoot him a halfhearted glare, “Do not.”

“See, she’s doing it right now.” He ignores, drinking from his glass of water before setting it down on the counter, ignoring the little gasp you let out at his actions.

Rolling your eyes, you smack his arm before sliding a coaster under his drink, “Don’t scratch the marble, Rinnie. I just bought this island.”

The camera team silently giggles at the short interactions between you two, with Suna sticking his tongue out at you and in response you give him a middle finger before he turns back to face them, “Can you believe her?”

Scoffing, you enter the camera frame beside him, “Don’t bring them into this, Rinnie.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“I’m your fiancée.”

Suna opens his mouth to argue before shutting it promptly, “Good point.”

One of the crew members holds a sign from behind the cameras, indicating to get the interview back on topic. “Why would you ever ask her for relationship advice?” Suna chuckles, “I was the one who made the first move.”

“The interview is for the fiancée’s of the JNT, Mr. Suna,” the interviewer reminds him, “But the players are welcome to voice their own opinions as well.”

Suna stretches his arm behind his back with a yawn, a sliver of his abdomen peeking out from underneath his home shirt before disappearing quickly, “Well in that case, allow me to voice this opinion—”

You slap a hand over his mouth before he can begin, “Nope, didn’t you hear them? This is my interview, Rinnie.”

“Buhf dey shaid I can shpeak too, affhole." Suna glares from behind your hand, removing it from his mouth with a groan. “Did you even wash your hand? Tastes gross.”

“Why did you lick my hand?”

“We’ve done freakier things than that and that’s what you’re worried about?”

Your words get lodged in your throat, sputtering out hurriedly, “This is going on T.V, Rinnie!”

He looks to you with a smug smile, “Yeah, and I can’t wait to rewatch this interview and see your reaction again later.”

Your fists clench momentarily before taking a deep breath, relaxing yourself and facing the cameras with a smile. “Anyways, some relationship advice I’d give to anyone watching; make time for your spouse.”

Suna nods along to your words, “Mhm, I think that’s the most important thing in a relationship.”

“Shut up, Rinnie.”

“Ouch,” he fakes a stab through his heart, monotonous eyes but a playful grin on his lips. “I talk for two seconds and you tell your dear fiancé to shut up?”

You shake your head towards him jokingly, continuing to talk to the interviewer, “A healthy relationship means you spend time with your loved ones, and your spouse should be the most loved person in your life.”

The reporter nods, “I see, I see, what do you suggest to our viewers the best ways to spend quality time with their lover?”

“In bed.” Suna chimes in immediately, earning another smack on the shoulder from you. “What?” He looks at you with a knowing grin, “Oh, you— I didn’t mean like that, oh my god you’re sooo dirty minded.”

He chuckles, “I meant like cuddling, laying in bed together, watching movies. Y’know, wholesome things.”

“Nothing is wholesome with you,” you exasperate, speaking from personal experience. “But yes, those are great ways to spend times with your lover. They’re good times to bond with them, or just relax and unwind after a long day.”

“Yeah, after a gruelling day of practice, it’s nice to come home and lay in her arms,” Suna motions to you before leaning his head on your shoulder, his grin now replaced with a small but gentle smile. “She’s all I want to see after practice.”

“Wow,” you tease, leaning your head atop his, “and where did you learn to be so smooth, hm? Are you just playing it up for the cameras, Rinnie?”

Suna snickers, hands crossed over his chest relaxed, “I would never,” he says before mumbling close to your ear.

“I just, really like to spend time with you.”

WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA.

“treat her like a lady.”

“My fiancé is out right now at the gym,” you inform the NHK station crew, their camera men follow you inside your house for the opening shots of the broadcast. “Make yourselves comfortable while you wait.”

The interviewer settles himself on a seat at your dining table as you reach for the vase of flowers atop, moving into the kitchen to pour the old water out of their vase, careful to not spill any over your kitchen counter as you refill the container with fresh water from your tap.

Refreshing the water, you carefully place the flowers back into their vase before rearranging them neatly, coming back out of the kitchen to place them back on your table and adjusting them accordingly as the interviewer watches amazed.

“Those flowers are very lovely,” he notes softly, almost as if any louder of a volume would disturb the plants, “Did you fiancé happen to get them for you?”

You smile, “yes, he did,” recalling the first time he got you a bouquet, on your first date many years ago.

“‘Toshi knows I love flowers.”

The soft click of the lock to your house causes you to perk your head up in familiarity, the frame of your fiancé’s figure coming into view as you see him placing his shoes down beside your door before coming inside.

“Welcome home, dear,” you call out to him from the kitchen, one of the camera crew’s members break off to film your fiancé as he enters the home. He drops his gym bag to the floor beside your couch, removing his jacket and hanging it on your coatrack before passing through the halls of your shared home to get to you.

Ushijima shuffles his way into the kitchen, passing by the camera crew and approaching you from behind, hugging you as his hands are wrap around your stomach, head dropping into the crook of your shoulder.

You lean into his touch, his freshly showered hair smells of the shampoo the two of you use.

“Are you showing them the flowers I got you?” He asks, eying the pretty arrangement of flowers on the table. The cameras zoom in to take a closer shot at the flowers, noting the vibrancy of the colours and the lack of thorns adorning the stems.

You and the reporter nod, Ushijima lets a small smile settle on his face. “She told me they were her favourites,” he tells the reporter.

“Hm,” he hums before turning to you, microphone extending outwards. “is that your relationship advice for the viewers then? Giving your loved one gifts?”

You shake your head quickly, “Oh, no! No, that’s not my advice— Of course, do get your partner gifts if you know they’ll enjoy them.” Ushijima straightens up, hands snaking around your waist to stand beside you as the cameras pan out to record the both of you in the same shot.

“‘Toshi just really likes to get me little things,” you smile, reminicing on all the times your eyes barely glazed over something in a store front before he was scrambling inside the shop to buy it for you, despite your pleas.

“But gifts do not have to be expensive,” You reassure the viewers again, “just little trinkets that remind you of your partner will be enough.”

Ushijima nods before lifting your hand up to the camera, showing off the engagement ring with a large diamond displayed proudly atop it. “Yes, but I do like to splurge when it comes to her.”

You retract your hand quickly, warily eying your fiancé, “‘Toshi! Don’t make the viewers think they need to buy people’s happiness with expensive gifts!”

His head tilts unsurely, “My love, do you not like the ring I got you?”

“I-I do! When did I ever say I didn’t?”

His eyes crinkle slightly in concern, “Then why are you hiding our engagement ring from the viewers?”

“Because,” you sigh, “I don’t want young, inexperienced lovers to think they need something like a huge, flashy engagement ring to be loved by someone.”

“But you deserve the best,” he rebuffs, “There is nothing I wouldn’t buy for you if you asked.”

“‘Toshi.. this isn’t really helping our case…”

The reporter turns to Ushijima, “Even though this is a special for the JNT fiancées, the players are allowed to give their own insight.” He informs your soon-to-be husband, “Do you have anything else to add for our viewers?”

Ushijima thinks for a moment, silent in thought as you look to your fiancé, and the sight of his matching engagement ring twinkling under the bright studio lights filling your home catches your eye all too quickly.

“Do you have anything you want to say, ‘Toshi?” You nudge his shoulder slightly when he continues to remain quiet, an encouraging smile on your lips.

He nods, bringing the hand with your ring on it before giving the intricately cut diamond a kiss, his piercing eyes gazing deep into yours, causing your face to heat up fervently at his wolfish grin.

“Treat your partner the best that you can, like the lady she is and deserves to be treated as.”

SHOYO HINATA.

“don’t forget your anniversaries!”

Shoyo’s leg bounces feverishly as the reporter speaks to you casually, unable to contain his excitement at being asked to join you for this broadcasted interview special.

His grin is wide, beaming whenever you sneak small glances at him whenever the reporter looks down at their cue cards of start up questions to ease into the conversation, before the real topic is brought up.

“Do you have any relationship advice for our viewers?”

You’re about to speak until Shoyo interrupts you, quite literally flying out of his seat while brightly smiling as his hand grasps yours with a tight grip, “I do, I do!”

The reporter chortles, smiling at his tactics, “Thank you, Mr. Hinata. But this interview is specifically for your fiancée.” Shoyo’s face sullens lightly until he speaks again, “But you’re allowed to give your own thoughts when she’s done.”

Shoyo slumps back into his seat dejectedly as you rub his back comfortingly, “Sorry, Sho. But just let me speak first, okay?” His pout is replaced instantaneously at your words with the usual smile he holds when around you, “Alright, baby!”

You look towards the reporter, hand still clasped in Shoyo’s securely. “Here is my advice for a healthy relationship; Don’t forget your anniversaries.”

Your fiancé’s mouth hangs open in shock at your words, head whipping to face you with a hearty laugh, “That’s what I was going to say!”

The look of shock that spreads across your face amuses him, staring at you expectantly for a few moments before you too erupt into laughter, shoulders shaking in surprise as the two of you cling to each other for support, with Shoyo nearly falling off the couch with how hard he cackles.

He clings onto your shoulder to stop himself from tumbling, which in turn causes you to laugh harder as you try to pull him back up as Shoyo calls out for you to ‘save him’.

“Baby, I’m falling!” Shoyo shrieks while howling with laughter, “Grab my hand!”

“You’re already grabbing my hand, Sho!”

Cameras stationed around your living room pan to zoom in on Shoyo’s joyful face when he fools around with you, the grip he still holds on your hand as clear as day as you jokingly attempt to rescue his bumbling self.

The out of frame reporter looks to the two of you happily, the fact that you both seem so absorbed in each other and have forgotten about the interview portion of the broadcast is surprisingly heartwarming for both the crew and the viewers watching the broadcast.

Once the two of you manage to calm down, you shyly look back to the NHK crew with a timid smile.

“Sorry,” you apologize to your interviewer, coughing as you try to hold back another bout of laughter when you catch Shoyo smiling at you again, attempting to contain his giggles. “We got a little- uhm, carried away.”

“It’s no problem,” the reporter chuckles, “I can see the two of you are very much in love, so is that the advice you wish to tell our viewers on how your relationship with each other is so healthy?”

You and Shoyo nod simultaneously, “Yeah, don’t you ever forget your partner’s anniversaries!!” Shoyo sternly but playfully warns the viewers, “I’m serious, guys! Anniversaries are important!”

“What anniversaries should our viewers be aware of when it comes to their lovers?”

This time you speak up, “Well, the major and most well known ones of course,” you begin, listing off the ones you can recall at the moment.

“For example; first month together, first year spent as a couple, birthdays could also count I suppose—”

“Did you know I proposed to her on our fifth anniversary?” Shoyo interrupts excitedly, the same happy and bright smile on his face shining when he proudly pulls up his hand to show off the ring on his finger, “I was so caught up in the moment, I forgot to put the ring on her finger after she accepted!”

Recalling that memory brings warmth to your cheeks, “Yeah, he literally forgot about the ring in the box until I asked him about it later.”

“But in any case,” you circle back to original topic at hand, noticing the way Shoyo’s smile dampens a little when you switch back so quickly as you shoot him an apologetic smile, you don’t want to waste the reporter’s and NHK crew’s time any longer.

“Don’t forget your anniversaries, people! They’re a big deal for a ton of lovers!”

“Th-that’s right!” Shoyo piggybacks off your response, “And if you do forget, you better apologize a lot!”

The reporter nods, turning their attention to your fiancé. “And do you have any final thoughts for our viewers on how you maintain a healthy relationship with your fiancée, Mr. Hinata?”

Shoyo smiles deviously at the open ended question he’s been dying to answer this whole time; his hand creeping teasingly up your thigh to the small of your back as he leans in real close to you with a knowing wink, the flushed expression displayed on your face at his actions encourages him even more to continue.

His eyes glint with amusement, the mischievous grin on his lips is firm even in front of several strangers and cameras rolling in real time, footage of his behaviour being broadcasted to the entirety of Japan this very second.

And without shame or guilt, Shoyo smirks.

“Make your anniversary nights real special for her, trust me on that one.”

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