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hikari-writes · 1 year

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character: konoha akinori [haikyuu!!]

warning: none, just konoha comforting stressed out reader, comfort fluff

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a/n: yes i am shamelessly promoting my "konoha akinori as the best housemate ever" agenda join my cult 🧍🧍🧍this is for @sugardaddyreo 's "The Home Collab" !!! i literally screamed when i saw the masterlist for this collab i cant believe i got a perfect opportunity to write abt roomie konoha my beloved aojdiwjdie so thank u so much for hosting!!! 🙏🙏 sorry this took a long time 😭😭but thanks to u i had lots of fun making it <3333 if im gonna be honest- i definitely ddint expect itd be this long ---

You didn't talk much with Konoha Akinori. Not that you didn't want to, but it's more because of your clashing schedules. It's weird, considering the fact that you both share the same house, yet you can count with only two hands the number of times you have spoken to him.

Komi had been the one to introduce you to Konoha during your search for a house.

"He could use a roommate or two to divide the house rent with," your friend grinned and you considered that it's not such a bad option. You had never met this Konoha guy before but if he's a best friend of Komi, you figured that he's gotta be a pretty decent person.

And you were right. Well, sort of. You just assumed he was since you never had much interaction with him in the first place, even after 3 months of living together. You hate to admit it, but even after such a long time had passed, you barely knew anything about him besides his name. To say you two regarded each other as ghosts in your own house would sound like an overstatement, but it's sort of true.

With all that said, why was that Konoha Akinori holding your head against his chest, letting it rest there, while gently patting your back?

Let me take you back to a few hours prior to this.

That week had been awful for you. Extremely awful. All you wanted to do after leaving your workplace was to curl up in your bed, and probably cry yourself to sleep. That’s all. But even dragging your body to your bedroom was too much of a work, so instead you settled on lying down on the living room sofa. Did you care that your housemate’s probably gonna see you in your miserable state out in the open? No, rather, you’d thought that he’s going to pretend like he didn’t see it. After all, it’s not as if you guys were close enough for him to inquire about your wellbeing.

You heard the creaking noise of your shared apartment’s door opening. Your face still buried deep into the sofa cushion, you ignored it. ‘He’s home much earlier today,’ you thought to yourself. As expected, you didn’t hear anything afterwards, and you assumed he’d made his way into his bedroom. But when you felt a presence sitting down beside the sofa, you came to the realisation that maybe your assumption had been wrong after all.

A few seconds passed by with no words exchanged between you two. It made you think that maybe you were just imagining things and Konoha wasn’t really there besides you. Not too long after that however, he spoke up.

“Hey…are you alright?”

You could’ve just said yes and let him leave. You could’ve just made up an excuse on the spot, it’s really not that hard. Why would you need to confide in him when he’s just a stranger you’re sharing your living space with? But as soon as he asked that, a million different emotions washed over you in an instant. It’s a simple, and not to mention an overused question, but maybe that’s just what you needed at the moment. You couldn’t help the sob that escaped you. He wrapped his arms around your shaking figure, silently comforting you. At that moment, your soft weeping was the only thing echoing throughout the room.

And so, that was what led you to this point. He allowed your head to rest comfortably on his chest while he listened to whatever your problems had been. He was a good listener, and even offered encouraging words to help lift up your spirit. You never expected that, and you must admit that you were impressed.

“Oh right, I almost forgot,” Konoha gently rose up from his seat after he was done talking, and it took all of your willpower to not stop him from leaving your side. Your eyes curiously followed him to the kitchen. He took out a tub of ice cream from the fridge, one that just happened to be your favourite flavour. After he took a couple of spoons from the cupboard, he made his way back to the living room where you were with a grin.

“Thought this might help. It’s your favourite, right?”

You simply blinked at him, stunned.

“How did you know that?”

“We’ve lived in the same apartment for months now, I think I would at least be able to notice this much,” his reply was nonchalant, but it made you feel a bit guilty since you never noticed anything about him. ‘Maybe he’s just really observant…or I’m the one who’s too ignorant of my own surroundings,’ you silently concluded.

You took a spoonful of the ice cream, followed by Konoha, and could feel your heart lightening up just a little at the coolness of the dessert. Konoha began to reach for the tv remote and switched it on, going through a selection of shows that you both could enjoy together. You turned to him when a question popped up in your mind.

“I’ve never seen this one in the fridge before. Did you just buy it?”

He looked surprised by that question, and it took him a moment to reply to it. He coughed once, as if he’s trying to cover up his increasingly red cheeks.

“Well…yeah. Uh…It’s just…I noticed that this week you looked extremely tired. I thought that maybe buying you your favourite ice cream could help make you feel better so… I picked it up on my way home just now.”

He looked away, embarrassed at his own confession. Either he’s really observant, just as you’d concluded earlier, or your fatigue and stress were that visible. Either way, you felt your heart swelled at his thoughtfulness. You choked back another sob before softly whispering a thank you. You weren’t sure whether he heard that or not, but from the corner of your eyes, you could see him turning his face back towards you and his hands softly placed atop your head.

A few more minutes passed by, and you could feel yourself calming down from the earlier outburst. With the ice cream tub in your hand and shoulder leaned against Konoha’s, you both continued to watch the show on the tv in silence, minus the occasional funny commentary you both gave towards the characters in the show.

Despite the energy it took off of you for all that crying, your eyes didn’t feel quite sleepy yet. There was still something on your mind. You glanced at Konoha. He didn’t look like he’s about to fall asleep anytime soon either.

“Hey, Konoha?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m..sorry.”

He looked at you with a puzzled look, so you continued.

“For burdening you with my problems even though we’ve barely even talked before. And speaking of that, I’m sorry for not trying harder to close the gap between us….even though we’re supposed to be housemates and all.”

Konoha looked contemplative for a moment before giving you a playful grin.

“If that’s the case, why don’t we start over then,” he replied with an outstretched hand.

“The name’s Konoha Akinori. I'm 24 years old and I work as an employee at a pharmaceutical company. I’ll be in your care from now on, roomie.”

You had to process his words for a moment before taking his outstretched hand in yours, shaking it.

“Same here…roomie.”

Your reply came with a grateful smile that graced your lips. It was the first time he’d seen that bright of a smile from you. He could feel the heavy weight in his chest lightening up. He'd been worried for you ever since he first noticed how distressed you were. Now that he finally saw the genuine smile on your face, he felt relief washed over his entire body and he found himself smiling alongside you.

"If anything ever gets too much for you, well…just know that I'm always here to help. Don’t shoulder them all by yourself.”

He ruffled your hair, messing it up even more than it already was, before standing up from the sofa.

“You should go to bed. It’s late already,” he suggested, eyes still on you. You were about to nod at his suggestion when he grinned cheekily.

“Or if you’re having trouble sleeping, I can help lull you to sleep.”

‘...this little shit.’

You narrowed your eyes at him and racked your brain to come up with a snarky comeback. You stopped yourself when you came to a sudden conclusion.

“Sure.”

“What?”

“I’d love for you to sing me a lullaby. I do wonder what kind of angelic voice you have.”

It was your turn to tease him and his eyebrows squeezed together into a frown. He turned his face away from you, but you could still see his slightly red ears. You then made your way into your bedroom, with Konoha silently following behind you.

It’s funny now that you think about it. Just a few months ago, you were struggling to hold a proper conversation with him. But now, after properly talking to him for the first time for only a couple hours, you could easily tease each other like you’ve known each other your whole life. Talking with Konoha wasn't as stifling as you had feared. The reason you were able to talk to him so casually was also thanks to him making the flow of the conversation so natural. At that moment, you genuinely admired your housemate as the man that he is.

You climbed up onto your bed while Konoha took a nearby chair in your room and placed it at your bedside.

“So you’re actually going to sing me a lullaby?”

“Shaddup.”

He gently slapped a hand on your face, covering your eyes, before heaving a sigh and started singing. It was a gentle tune, and paired with his voice, it didn’t take you long to fall into a deep slumber.

Once he saw your steady breathing, he stopped and took his hand off of your face. With his chin resting on his palm, he stared absentmindedly at your sleeping figure.

‘Did I just earn myself a housemate or a kid to babysit?’ He wondered to himself, gently scoffing at his own question. Right before he walked himself out of your room, he turned his head one last time and smiled.

“Sweet dreams, y/n.”

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lilimonarch · 6 months

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Doctor Hanahaki - The Memories that Never Return [26]

Doctor Hanahaki Prequel: Whumptober spinoff!

Whumptober day 26: Seeing double, working to exhaustion, "you look awful."

Sometimes I get so tired, I don't even know myself

Konoha doesn't remember the last time he slept well.

He's been up thinking; thinking about Akaashi, thinking about Bokuto, thinking about their sports records, thinking about the team's well being, not to mention the harsh coughs which ravaged his throat every now and again. The obvious signs of fever, of illness, of exhaustion.

Konoha was exhausted.

He felt the chills run throughout his body during practice, but he still had to be the all-rounder everyone relied on him for. There were assignments and projects, not to mention tournaments coming up, and he had to keep the freshmen in line. They've promised to be with him, but it was still hard for the words to truly set in. Konoha wasn't even sure how he managed, dragging himself to school and back with whatever disease was plaguing him. The reality was he had worked himself sick, and wasn't too keen on paying the price for it either.

Konoha staggered and opened the gym doors, seeing his teammates already practicing. On top of it all, his nose was still healing from Bokuto having punched him (the captain apologizing profusely), and the... the...

A wave of dizziness swept over him as he leaned against the door, trying to hold himself upright as he coughed below him. He could see Bokuto rushing over, a sunshine grin on his face. "Hey! Konoha!" His voice boomed through the gym as Konoha blinked a few times, the single person in front of his splitting into two versions of Bokuto.

Now that isn't right.

"-noha? Konoha?" Bokuto waved his hand in front of his teammate, a bit of concern on his face. "You okay? You look awful-" he slowly reached out for Konoha's forehead, the other shaking his head and moving out of the way.

"Yeah, just tired. Come on, I'll warm up and we can start practice."

Warm ups, practice, it all seemed so much harder in his state as his headache grew and his patience shrunk. Being the average all-rounder was not enough anymore, especially with their star players off their game. He had to get better, for all their sakes. Better at receiving, better at...

Why were there two Bokuto's running towards him?

Konoha shook his head as the ball he was initially intended to receive landed right beside him, swaying on his feet as Bokuto carefully ran towards him. Konoha blinked once and suddenly, he was in the arms of his captain. "I got you, buddy. You're alright," Bokuto slowly sat down on the gym floor as Konoha leaned his head onto Bokuto's shoulder, closing his eyes and coughing into where his face was pressed. "God, you look..." Bokuto tried to search for the words, Konoha filling them in for him.

"Like shit, yeah," Konoha shook his head, shivering in Bokuto's hold from the chills.

"I was going to say awful, but that works too. You look awful, Konoha."

He was oddly emotional for his state, still cracking jokes as tears sprang at the corner of his eyes. "Feel like it too, been sick for the past few days."

"Konoha, why are you showing up to practice sick? Are you crazy?" His coach came up as the rest of the team stared from their positions in the gym. At that moment, he realized how long he had been down, his teammates staring in concern. "How much sleep have you gotten in the past few days?"

Konoha chuckled, already feeling unconsciousness trying to lull him away. "Konoha, kid. I'm serious, how many hours of sleep did you get last night."

"Y'see, coach. That's a different question," Konoha coughed, but he felt at peace. It was almost as if Bokuto was rocking him, like a child in a rocking chair... or maybe his fever was making him delusional. "Same answer... I don't think I got much-"

"Konoha, you're an idiot."

"Thanks, Bokuto. You're so kind."

Their coach sighed, laying a hand on Konoha's forehead. "Alright then, you're burning up too. I don't want you in this gym until you're better and can prove it-"

Konoha shook his head, that can't be. He needs the practice, he needed the practice! Bokuto needed him, his team needed him. They- "God, holy shit my head," Konoha groaned at the sudden pulse of a migraine, never letting go of Bokuto. "Mm... alright then."

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