"So, Toto," the Argentine presenter of the TV show continues smiling comfortably at Oikawa "this is a new section we have in which our bilingual guest teach us a fell words of his mother language. Would you like to give us a first quick Japanese class?"
Oikawa, sitting snuggly on the leather sofa with one ankle on his knee, nods happily over the sound of a enthusiastic public.
"Por supuesto, Javier! What do you want to know?"
"Let's start with family vocabulary, like papá, mamá, and all that staffs"
"Easy then! Where's my camera?" Tooru turns his face forward when Javier points to the camera and smiles widely into the lens, subtly narrowing his eyes in that sweet, angelic expression. "Mom in Japanese is Okaa-san and mommy is more like mama. Dad is otou-san and for daddy...," his lips stretch out a little more, now his eyes shine playfully "is Iwaizumi Hajime (27) athletic trainer."
Javier blinks as perplexed as the audience (there are some gasps when some young people recognize Iwaizumi's name) and the production team is also speechless (there is even a cameraman who peeks out from behind his camera totally confused because he's very sure that daddy in Japanese is not all that long).
And, somewhere in Miyagi, in Matsukawa and Hanamaki's picturesque apartment where they have managed to get the entire horde of big and monstrous (or just monstrous if we're talking about Hinata, Hoshiumi and Yaku) players from the Japanese men's volleyball team, Iwaizumi blinks like an owl when Oikawa's voice echoes through the room and all his mates and best friends immediately turn their eyes towards him. The nacho he was eating falls from his open mouth and, next to him, Bokuto takes advantage of his shock to slowly steal another nacho from him.
"I'll kill him, I'll fucking kill him with my own fucking hands" He mutters, his ears and neck red as beets just as Mattsun and Makki can't take it anymore and explode with laughter along with the rest of the players.
Amidst the hubbub, a confused Kageyama is heard asking how actually is daddy in Japanese to Ushijima, who shrugs his shoulders as he calmly chews on the carrot sticks he shares with Sakusa.
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“The Art of being Painfully In Love”
There’s this guy in my class, I did not like him one bit.
He’s loud, and obnoxious, and he likes to throw a fit.
Everything about him annoys me indescribably,
From the way he talks to the way he walks to way he laughs at every stupid thing we see.
He lights up the room whenever he’s around,
When he smiles it’s like everyone is spellbound.
He speaks so highly of himself, like he’s the greatest the world has ever seen.
And whenever he’s near me, I feel so serene.
Wait, what? Have I grown soft for him? I wonder.
No, that can’t be. I’m supposed to hate him, remember?
But I guess I’m not immune to his charms.
I guess, like every other person, I’ve fallen directly into his arms.
So I let him stick around me as much as he’d like.
Let him annoy me with his presence as I watch,
Watch as he glows under the moonlight
And blooms like the beautiful flower that he is under the sunlight.
I tell myself I’m not in love, that’s what I tell other people too.
But good lord how come I notice everything about you?
From the way his eyes crinkle when he grins,
To the way he cowers when things get too intense.
Everything, I’ve noticed and learned everything.
His favourite movie, food, and the lyrics to the songs he sings.
His existence is like a blackhole, forever swallowing,
And I will forever be falling.
When I came to the realization, tears prickled at the corner of my eyes.
I can’t just tell him how I feel, what if it ends up in a mere goodbye?
But god, I am in love with him, and painfully so.
So, so, deeply in love that I don’t ever want to let go.
But I must. For he is such a saint, and I a mere sinner.
I have given up on everything while he still dreams that life will get better.
He is simply so lovely and I’ll only keep his greatness at bay,
But I will not let that happen, I will not get in the way.
Someone said to me once that love is the most twisted curse of all,
And perhaps that is true
Because you should never love me the way that I love you.
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(a poem i made while thinking about how tragic and beautiful satosogu is [and also how tooth-rottingly sweet iwaoi is])
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Self care w/ me & you & you ♡
Pairing: Haijme Iwaizumi x fem!reader x Tōru Oikawa
WC: 1.3k
Genre: fluff, so much fluff
CW: fem!reader, poly relationship, self care night with iwa & kawa, kissing, slight cursing
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"A what?"
A loud gasp was heard from the one and only Tōru Oikawa.
"Iwa-chan! Are you serious? Haven't you ever heard of a lover's self-care night? Oh Y/n-chan! Our relationship is failing!" Oikawa dramatically sobbed on my shoulder.
"To be fair, it really isn't something that's heard of a lot, Oikawa." I tried to reason with him as Iwaizumi scoffed and kicked a pebble that was in his way of walking.
"But if you truly want to, then I'll do it, and so will Iwajime." I smiled at them both, which got me a cheer from Oikawa and a gruff remark from Iwa to Tōru.
"You guys are such little kids. Go and change already; I'm going to go get everything ready. This sleepover is at my house, correct?" I got a thumbs up from Oikawa.
"Alright, see you guys there!" I waved them off, but not before snatching Hajime's volleyball jacket from him and blowing an air kiss to him.
Being in a poly relationship with those boys is pretty hectic most of the time. It's like taking care of two children and making sure they do not kill each other at the same time.
But nevertheless, I still love those crackheads. I still remember when we all got together; Oikawa had actually tried to get Iwaizumi and me together, even though he liked the both of us.
He just wanted his best friend to be happy, even if he couldn't have his happiness.
Reminiscing about that always makes my heart flutter with endearment. When I confessed that I was actually infatuated with the both of them, it was as if I was elated in that moment.
And ever since then, we've been in a heavenly correlation.
I broke away from my relentless thoughts as I headed up the stairs towards my room after telling my parents that they were coming over this weekend.
To be honest, I wasn't really sure what Oikawa meant by 'a lovers self-care night' but I do know that it's probably going to have to deal with facial care and things like that.
Gathering skin care, blankets, snacks, and movies is definitely some type of workout, and I should get an award for it. I slumped myself onto my bed and caught my breath.
I wasn't really into doing anything, so I definitely have low stamina.
The finished product looked way better. I made a huge fort in the middle of my bedroom, and inside are my portable projector for movies, string lights that I hung up, and bowls of snacks for us to eat.
All that was basically missing were my boyfriends, dinner, and a shower. I grabbed my phone and quickly ordered two boxes of pizza.
I didn't have a clue why I was so frantic about this whole ordeal.
Possibly because Oikawa always has everything planned out cautiously. Which is one of his positive skills that also contributes to him being a great partner.
After the pizza had come, I decided to go ahead and take my shower before they got here. I'm pretty sure that Oikawa is going to show up in his alien onesie that I bought him for his birthday.
It's covered head to toe with lots of small alien heads on it, and at the hood, it's green with the aliens eyes and mouth.
Soon, when I was finished with my shower, I put on a new set of pajamas that I had randomly bought.
Its fabric is really soft and has crescent moons, silver small stars, and gold stars, with random dots here and there splattered all over it. I absolutely love it; it fits right in with my love for astrology.
As soon as I pressed the last button from my top, the doorbell rang, signaling that Iwaizumi and Oikawa were here. I quickly rushed down the flight of stairs, almost tripping on a few, and opened the front door.
"Hey guys, come in. I've already set everything up for tonight." I explained as they followed me slowly up the stairs to my room.
"You shouldn't have been in such a hurry to open the door; you could have fallen and hurt yourself, Y/n." Iwaizumi assertively said this to me with a pointed look.
"I know, I know. I'm just excited." I answered sheepishly.
"Baby, we could hear you from outside; trust me, we weren't going anywhere." I mean, who would pass up seeing a face as beautiful as mine?" Obviously Oikawa said.
"Me," Hajime answered, "Yeah, definitely me too." I agreed with him, which made Oikawa pout and turn away from us.
"What do you say? You want to run away without Oikawa?" Iwa joked to me, "Why yes, of course, it's not like we're all in a relationship and love each other unconditionally or anything." I sarcastically agreed with him once again.
"If this is your way of saying you're sorry, then I accept it." Tōru said, but he still had a pout on his face.
I gave Hajime a look, as if telling him it's his turn to kiss Oikawa for when he gets annoying and pouty like this. He rolled his eyes, grabbed Oikawa's right hand, and yanked him down a bit for a kiss.
When he pulled away, his cheeks bloomed into a rosy pink tint, as did Tōru's.
I smiled wide when I saw them kiss. It's something that they always get nervous and flustered about.
"I see you smiling over there, Y/n. Don't think you're off the hook just yet." Iwaizumi said that and tugged my long sleeve over to them.
They both started attacking my face with kisses everywhere, built up laughter bubbled inside of me till I let it out.
"Okay! Okay! We better stop before this escalates to something unwholesome." I pulled away from their pecks and smiled at them. Tōru's face was basically saying, 'Can we please let it escalate?'
I glared at him for having indecent thoughts and engulfed myself in Iwa's arms.
"Oh Iwa! Save me! Oikawa is thinking unholy thoughts!" I cried.
"Shittykawa, quit being nasty." Iwaizumi hit him on the arm, and I finally took time to look at his pajamas.
They were, of course, godzilla, but it was a long-sleeved black shirt with a manga page of godzilla on it in the middle. His bottoms were black and white plaid PJ pants.
"Alrighty, so I've got facemasks, nail polishes, a pillow fort, snacks, and movies." I said, clapping my hands together.
"Ooh! I want to do my nails and a facemask." Oikawa almost jumped at the thought of getting his nails done.
"Okay, anything you would want to do, Iwa?" I giggled at Toru's childishness.
"No, you two go do that. I'll turn on a movie," he said, turning around.
"If you say so, baby, alright, Tōru, let's get this facemask on you." I turned around and faced him, but he already had one out and prepped his nails, ready for me to paint them.
"Kawa, you're so cute," I complemented while getting my green nail polish out and painting little aliens on his nails.
When they were dry and his facemask was off, we found Iwa under the covers on his phone, waiting for us.
"Hi babes! What movie did you put in?" Oikawa asked Iwaizumi while showing him his nails.
"Shrek, I thought that you might want to see yourself on TV tonight." Iwa smiled at him as Kawa gasped.
As much as I wanted to laugh, I decided to say, "Hajime, please apologize to Tōru." I finished as I laid on Oikawa's chest while Iwa wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Sorry, honey," he said sarcastically, just in time for the movie to play. I'll never get tired of these types of nights.
Just me and my boyfriend's cuddling and watching a movie with the occasional teasing.
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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!
the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3
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