#haikyuu pregnancy

[mrs-kodzuken]

Teen Pregnancy ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x fem!reader

WC: 1.8k

Genre: angst to fluff

CW: fem!reader, pregnant!reader, teen pregnancy (please don’t get pregnant at a young age if you can try!), angst to fluff, reader thinks it’s sickness, injured!bokuto, obviously implied sex since reader is pregnant

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I wiped my mouth with the back of my shaky hand as I just got finished puking into the toilet. This happened for the third time this week, but I hadn't gone to the doctor because of Bokuto.

He had, unfortunately, sprained his ankle while trying out a new skill during volleyball practice. The doctor said that he wasn't supposed to play for a week and to lay off it for it to heal.

As usual, that really made Kōtarō go into emo mode. Akaashi had managed to pull him out, but his bad mood hadn't gone away all week.

Me being his girlfriend, I took up the duty to help him around, even if I wasn't feeling well myself; I care about his well-being more than mine anyway.

After I brushed my teeth, I noticed a pale-ish look to my skin tone. Maybe I should make an appointment with the doctor's, I thought after grabbing my school bag.

Dark gray clouds swirled in the sky as the cold air nipped at my skin, releasing a shiver from my body.

It was probably going to rain, or worse, snow.

Being in the month of December, that was quite likely to happen. I arrived at the front gates of school, and

Akaashi had taken it upon himself to help get Kō here in the mornings.

I quickly hurried to his classroom, which was class one. I saw him pouting in his chair with his crutch leaning on the side of his desk and his hair slightly down. I sighed and moved near him.

"Good morning baby, how're you feeling?" I asked, trying to shift my problems out of my head and focusing on his.

"I want to play volleyball." His pout is not going away. Kōtarō always had an endless hunger for the victory of volleyball. I mean, that is why he is one of the top five best athletes in Japan.

And a small sprang could really do some damage to the poor boy.

"I know you do, but just bear with us for the next couple of days, and then you'll be back to smashing those balls on the court." I tried cheering him up a bit before I had to leave.

I heard the warning bell signaling that class would be starting soon, so I leaned down to give Kō a peck on the forehead before I left.

"I'll see you later, Kōtarō."

But when I started walking, I felt my bladder almost exploded. I had used the bathroom when I first got up this morning before my puking session, so I wasn't sure how I already needed to pee.

I hurried to the nearest ladies bathroom and relieved myself. While I was washing my hands, the bell rang for class to start.

What made it even worse was that my class room was upstairs since I was in class 5. My shoulders slumped as I walked even slower up the stairs.

It was only morning, but traveling up a staircase had worn me out.

I entered my class with the rest of my classmates staring at me, and my best friend's eyebrow quirked up as if to question why I'm late.

"You finally come to class, miss." My teacher said irritatingly as I took my seat, which was in back, after I mumbled a small apology.

Soon, the teacher droned on about something that I wasn't too bothered by. I sat my head down on the desk and decided to take a little nap to pass the time.

I felt someone shake me a little bit as I pushed their hand away.

"Do you want to eat lunch or not?" was the voice belonging to my best friend as she awaited my answer, which was a bunch of words mumbled together.

"By the way, why were you late this morning? You're never late, like, ever." She questioned me as she sat in front of me with her bento box, deciding she was going to eat here with me in the class.

"I had used the bathroom after meeting with Kō and ended up late. I just don't feel good." I said, looking up at her, then at her food.

Suddenly, a thought struck at me, "And I forgot my lunch." I groaned and sat my head back down.

"I'm so sorry (Y/n). I really don't want to make everything worse, but our teacher assigned us a project that's worth ten percent of our grade, and it's due Friday."

Today was Wednesday, and I felt like crying at the thought of doing a school project. "Great, just great. great, great, great." I hit my head on my hands with every word I spoke.

"You don't sound great."

"I'm not great, (B/f/n)." I put my head in my hands and sucked it up, trying to focus on anything else besides the hunger in my stomach and the nausea that came with it.

"I'll be fine; lunch is almost over anyway. Do me a favor and wake me when the bell rings for dismissal." She nodded and packed her bento box away as people started to fill the classroom.

I also forgot my hoodie, so I laid there on my cold desk, shivering just a bit.

As promised, (B/f/n) woke me when class was finished. I headed outside towards the gym, knowing Kō would want to stay and watch his teammates play, even if he couldn't.

The sky had actually become really dark as little flurries of snow fell down. This was bad weather, especially with Bokuto being in a crutch.

I sluggishly walked into the gym, knowing that it would take a lot of convincing for me to get home.

As usual, he was sitting on the bench watching his teammates play with a grumpy facial expression.

I sighed and sat down beside him, wanting nothing more than to be embraced by his arms.

I laid my head on his shoulder and carefully watched out the window as the snow continued to fall.

Only two hours had passed, and it was pitch black outside, not to mention it was freezing too.

I had been trying to convince Bokuto to go home due to his injured leg. I knew I had been pestering him, but in the end he would give in and let me help him walk home.

What I didn't expect was for my plan to backfire on me.

"Goddamn it, do you have to be so fucking annoying all the time?" He snapped his head towards me as I froze; I could tell everyone else in the gym did too.

My heart was stuck in my throat as I gave him a weak apology; I didn't bother grabbing my bag. Held my head down low as I hurried out of the gym as the temperature dropped, making my skin freeze.

I couldn't see due to it being pitch black, but I still kept on, my legs never stopping. The only thing warm were my salty tears, which never seemed to stop rushing down my face.

I wasn't sure where I was, so I tried to slow down my pace as I slipped on ice, and my head rammed into a wall. The pain almost immediately giving me raging headache as I pressed a hand onto it.

I slowly slid down the ice-cold brick wall, not having the energy to move anymore.

My day was so fucking shitty.

Slowly, my arms wrapped around my limp body to suffice as something to cover me from the snow that still continued to fall from the sky.

Before I knew it, my eyes closed due to the pain in my head and my arms were wrapped not only around my body but my stomach.

"Kō." was the last thing my voice could manage out before I slipped into unconsciousness on the ground.

Muffled voices in a room awoke me with the annoying sound of beating. I felt warmth surrounding me and bandages on my face as I opened my eyes.

I squinted at the bright lights that were on the ceiling. I slowly sat up and looked at everyone in the room around me.

It was a hospital room and the annoying sound was my heart.

My parents, Bokuto's mom, Bokuto, and Akaashi, were in the room with me. I looked down at my lap, not liking how all the attention was on me at once.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Bokuto open his mouth as if he were to say something but shut it when the doctor came into the room.

"Hi, mom, dad. If you don't mind, I'm just going to check up on your daughter," she said as she rounded my bed.

"Hello sweetie, how do you feel?" She gathered a flashlight and a clipboard, ready to write.

"My head hurts." The voice that came out was all scratchy and low. It seemed to make my mom lean more into my dad, as if to hide her tears. The doctor handed me a cup of water.

"Well, you did hit it pretty hard. Are you warm enough? I can add another heated blanket if you want; make yourself comfortable. We still need to check if the baby is okay." She reached for another blanket as I froze.

"Excuse me?" My voice came out slightly panicked.

What baby?

"Don't worry, we already told your parents, so you don't need to worry about that." She concluded with a comforting smile.

"No, no. What do you mean? I'm not pregnant." I said, I was confused; I'm pretty sure I wasn't pregnant. Or at least, I think.

My eyes immediately reached Bokuto's sorrowful ones.

"Oh my god." I covered my mouth with my left hand as my right one went to my stomach. I couldn't believe what was happening right now.

"Oh. Mom, dad, and other mom, how about we give these two a few minutes to talk?" She politely said, giving Kō and I some time to discuss this.

Silence fell over the now empty room; Bokuto was the first one to speak up.

"(Y/n), I'm sorry for acting like that. I just wanted to play volleyball so bad, but that doesn't excuse my actions. When the guys found you and you were shivering uncontrollably and bleeding, I didn't know what to do.

“On top of that, you were out there with.. our baby in you." After he had finished, tears fell from his somber, golden eyes.

I reached a hand to his face and wiped a tear away while he leaned into my hand.

"Kō, I forgive you. But a baby? We're still in school, and you have your volleyball career that you plan on pursuing, and I still don't know what I want to be." I nervously stated, my eyebrows furrowed with worry.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. We'll work through it together, okay? We'll be the greatest parents ever." He gave me the smile that I missed the most.

And that reassurance was all I needed to process that we could handle this together.

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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

#bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #haikyuu bokuto #hq bokuto #bokuto fluff #bokuto angst #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto koutaro x y/n #bokuto kotaro #haikyuu pregnancy #bokuto x pregnant reader #hq fluff

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Their Pregnant Partner Featuring

Kita, Suna and Akaashi

Kita Shinsuke x Pregnant Reader; Suna Rintaro x Pregnant Reader; Akaashi Keiji x Pregnant Reader

Warnings: fluff

AN: and again : D

Kita

The beautiful sight of his fields at sunset were nothing compared to your gorgeous, full figure walking towards him with a basket full of food. He stopped his work, gathering up his equipment before making his way to you at the edge of the field.

“I thought you were suppose to be resting dear,” he asked you, smirk across his face as you scowled back at him.

“Well, you’ve barred me from field work so I guess the only thing I can do now is make you food and laze about the house, which I might add, is boring!”

Kita knew you’d have a hard time with the end of your pregnancy and with getting the required rest the doctor had ordered for you. At first, he tried everything to get you to just take one nap a day to rest and relax. Eventually he gave up on his quest and let nature take its course. Now that you were 8 months, your body essentially forced you to take a break which you absolutely hated.

“Why don’t you work on your knitting? You always complain you never had time for that when you worked the rice fields with me,” Kita suggested as you sighed.

“Well now that I have time I don’t want to do that, I want to work!”

You’re pout drove Kita insane but he knew there was little he could do to help you at this point. You absolutely were not allowed to help him in the fields but maybe there was something else you could do.

“Hey what about helping with packaging? You know that’s something you can sit and do,” he declared, waiting your response.

“I guess,” you groaned, admitting defeat, “I guess it’s better than nothing.”

Kita smiled, kissing your forehead and you both sat down to enjoy your food.

Suna

Suna couldn’t help but laugh at the sight before him. There you were, on the floor covered in paint as you tried to maneuver the piece of baby furniture you were painting.

“Hey Rin!” You spoke, face and hands completely covered in green paint as you continued to happily paint ground edges with great detail.

Suna wasn’t sure how you managed to be so careful with painting the dress or yet so messy with yourself

“Babe, I told you I’d help you tonight when I got home from practice,” Suna laughed, coming over to you to help you get off the floor in your extremely pregnant state.

He held out his hands as you gripped them, pulling yourself up and into his arms. You giggled as your painted body touched his and his EJP hoodie, making the colors now yellow, black, white and green.

“Good thing I got like 50 more of these in my closet,” he joked as you smiled

“You mean in my closet, I borrowed at least 10.”

Suna just chuckled, thinking how lucky he was to have such an amazing and wonderful partner.

Akaashi

“You’ve been working on that article all night babe, don’t you think it’s time you take a break?” You interrupted, bringing in a cup of tea and some late night snacks for your husband who had been working all day.

“It’s not an article love, it’s a letter your baby,” Akaashi answered as you stopped, eyes shifting to him as you set the tea down.

“A letter to the baby? May I ask what it’s about?”

Akaashi shrugged, “well it’s kind of about how you and I met and how our lives were before baby.”

Tears welled up in your eyes at your husbands thoughtful gesture. Akaashi noticed the tears, getting up and hugging you tightly as you sobbed in his arms.

“T-that’s got-got to be the cu-cutest thing I’ve e-ever heard Keiji,” you bellowed as Keiji just chuckled, consoling you, one hand on your back and one on your belly.

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[sassycheesecake]

Your seven-year-old son Haruto is currently watching 'Bluey' on the carpet in the living room, eating his Lucky Charms cereal, when both you and Tetsurō walk into the living room.

"Bud, put the TV on mute, we need to talk about something." Tetsurō crosses his arms and you stand next to him with a smile on your face.

Haruto frowns and puts his unfinished bowl down, looking at you and your husband.

"Am I in trouble?" The little ravenette asks, looking a little bit scared that he did something wrong.

"You’re not in trouble, Haruto. Your mum and I wanted to… deliver some news." Tetsurō tries to comfort him but it only makes the little ravenette feel worse.

"Okay?…" You can see that your son pales a little bit and you’re scared he’s going to throw up on the carpet on how nervous he looks.

You crouch down to his level, your smile comforting his uneasiness a little bit.

"You’re going to be a big brother Haruto. We're having a baby." Your gentle voice calms him down a little bit more and Haruto understands and begins to frown.

"But I don’t want a sibling."

Kuroo sighs and scratches the side of his neck, looking at you for help.

You gave your husband an annoyed look before looking at your son again with a smile.

"Haru, I know this change may be scary but I am sure that you will be as excited as me and daddy when we welcome your little sibling into the world." You ruffle his black messy hair and when your posture is straight again, Haruto can see a very little bump on the lower part of your stomach. He actually thought that maybe you ate a little bit too much of food from last week but since you’re about to change, the little ravenette feels like his world is going to change as well. And not in a good way.

You and Kuroo leave the room and Haruto tries to focus on his show again, but the thought of having to share everything with another kid in the household is making his stomach twist with jealousy.

The next morning after you left for your ultrasound appointment, Kuroo stays behind to watch your son while also having to work from home.

Haruto walks over to see his dad at the kitchen table, working as it seems.

He holds his penguin plushie close to his chest when he starts talking to his father.

"Dad?" Haruto looks at his father, who is typing a lot down on his laptop with a concentrated face.

"Hm?" Tetsurō keeps his face focused on his laptop, writing something down on his notepad that lays next to it.

"When does my new brother arrive?" Haruto asks curiously.

"Well, we don’t know yet and we don’t know if you get a brother or a sister."

"Why not? I thought you said I will have a sibling?" Haruto‘s face scrunches up a bit.

"I know. But it’s too early for that to know, buddy. Mum has to grow your sibling and until her stomach gets a little bit bigger, we don’t know for sure yet if it’s going to be a girl or a boy." Tetsurō looks at his son from his peripheral vision, seeing that his son's face angers up a bit.

"I don’t want a sister."

"Well, mum can’t influence that either. Why are you against having a sibling anyway? Mum and Dad thought you would be happy about the news."

Haruto looks down at his bare feet, losing the grip on his plushie.

"A brother or sister would mean I have to share my room, my food and you and mommy." Haruto mutters in shame, a hint of hurt and sadness mixed in his words.

Kuroo sighs, turning around so he fully faces his son.

"I know that change can be scary, Haru. But I promise you, once your sibling arrives, you’re going to be happy to have one. Think about uncle Bo, he has four kids. All of them are happy that they have each other." Kuroo says with a little smile.

"But they fight over food and their toys sometimes." Haruto explains while looking up at his father.

"I know but even mum and I fight sometimes. It’s normal to fight with someone sometimes. It would NOT be normal if they never fight or if they fight all the time. When I was your age, my mum, your grandma, and my dad would fight all the time. In the end, it was just me and your grandma. Your dad only had uncle Kenma as a friend in the beginning and back then, I would have done anything to have a sister or a brother."

Haruto looks at his father with a sad expression, tears starting to collect in his eyes as he runs to his father and hugs his legs very tightly.

Kuroo is quite shocked by the action but chuckles heartily as he cards his fingers through Haruto's hair, comforting him.

Haruto calms down and accepts the fact that he will be a big brother.

Over the next few months, Haruto watches the change in his mother, physically and emotionally.

Your stomach begins to grow more and you cry over the silliest things. (At least in Tetsurō‘s opinion)

You cried a full hour because a butterfly hit your windshield, your husband brought you your favorite flowers and you felt nauseous after smelling them, causing you to feel bad because you can’t enjoy them, saying that Tetsurō wasted his money. You’re eating the weirdest and most disgusting food combinations, sometimes having corn dogs and dipping them in Joghurt or other times especially in the mornings, you eat hot flaming Cheetos with mint chocolate chip ice cream.

Right now, Haruto looks in concern with his hazel eyes at you, as you are eating vanilla ice cream with tuna chunks in it.

"Mum, why can you have ice cream for breakfast and I can’t?" Haruto pouts.

Kuroo snorts behind the rim of his coffee mug.

"You’re not concerned about the tuna in the ice cream?" He chuckles as he looks between you and his son.

You continue to savor the food in your mouth when you shot your husband a nasty glare for that comment.

It makes Kuroo gulp in nervousness.

"I am craving this. Now be quiet and let me enjoy my food, Tetsū." You snap at him.

"Yes, ma'am." Kuroo replies with a shaky voice.

Haruto glances between the two of you and giggles at the exchange between his parents.

Exactly four months later, Haruto is sitting in front of the entrance door, anxiously waiting for his parents to come back.

Kenma is watching him, since your water broke in the middle of last night, having to go to the hospital for delivering Haruto's baby sister.

Currently, the dyed blonde is gaming on his Nintendo switch when he looks over at his godchild. Haruto is sitting in front of the door like a dog waiting for its owner to get home. He looks incredibly worried and rightfully so, since last night was pretty hectic and you looked in so much pain that all Haruto wanted to do was comfort you.

Before Haruto knew it though, his father called Kenma in a panic and not even twenty minutes later, the pro gamer showed up at their doorstep. He was never that fast at their house.

With a last quick goodbye, you and Kuroo were out the door and it’s already been over 15 hours.

Haruto did not like this one bit.

You were in pain and it was caused by his stupid sibling that he was actually excited for.

Kenma is very tired after being woken up by the former Middle Blocker at 1 am last night but still, he needed to watch Kuroo’s son.

Nekoma's former Setter is looking at him for a few more minutes until he decides that they should do something, to get Haruto’s mind off a bit.

"Hey little gremlin, want to watch some SpongeBob?" He offers.

Haruto looks at Kenma and gets up from his sitting position to join the former Setter on the couch.

During an episode, Kenma's phone vibrates with a message from the roosterhead.

'Lost count of how many times (Y/N) has threatened to kill me. Bones in my right hand are crushed to death. Say hi to Himari Kuroo. How is Haru?'

A picture follows underneath the text message.

It’s a picture of a newborn in a soft pink cat beanie and it’s swaddled up in a white blanket with cartoon kittens all over them, appearing to be sleeping.

Kenma smiles at the picture, happy that everything went well despite the long labor that you had to go through.

'He is fine. He keeps staring at the door like a little dog, waiting for its owners to get back.' How is (Y/N)? The blonde texts back.

‘She’s good, exhausted af. She’s been sleeping and eating mochis for the most part. Really missing Haru as well.'

'How about I drive Haru to you? That way he can see you and (Y/N) and (Y/N) can see Haru again.' Kenma offers.

'👍🏻😌'

Kenma turns to the little ravenette and sees that he is looking down at his penguin plushie with a sorrow expression.

"Come on little gremlin, let’s go see your parents and your little sister."

Haruto's face snaps up to his godfather and he smiles excitedly.

The two of them are driving to the hospital where you delivered and Haruto keeps swinging his short legs back and forth, excited to see his mama and his papa again.

When Kenma and Haruto walk through the doors of the hospital, people are gushing over the two of them, causing Kenma to feel slightly uncomfortable because they think Haruto is Kenma’s son.

When they reach the labor and delivery unit, Kenma asks for your name and the nurse at the front desk leads them to the room you’re staying in.

Haruto is too hyper to contain his excitement and runs to the room, almost slamming it open.

The sudden opening of the door startles you and Kuroo but quickly changes to happiness to seeing your son.

"Mama!" Haruto climbs on the bed towards you and your raging hormones are making you cry when you finally have your boy back in your arms.

"Haru, be careful! Mum had surgery done on her stomach!" Kuroo scolds his son and tries to pull him off of you.

"It’s okay, Tetsu. He just missed us." You soothe your husband while caressing the little ravenette’s head and back.

Kuroo joins your side on the bed, wrapping his arms around you and his son, feeling at peace.

Kenma watches the scene with a fond look before deciding to give the three of you a little privacy.

Remembering why he came here in the first place, Haruto wiggles out of his mother’s embrace and sees that your stomach has shrunk down.

"Where’s my baby brother?" He asks in curiosity.

"You have a sister, Haru. Her name is Himari and she is currently with the nurses, she needed to be weighed." You explain to him, brushing the messy strands back.

Just as he was about to reply to you, the nurse walks in with Himari and Haruto sits up straight to be able to see his sister.

He scooches back a bit into the arms of his father and watches intensely as a little bundle of wrapped blankets is handed back carefully to you.

"You want to say hi to your little sister?" You whisper in a gentle tone, unwrapping some of the blankets so your son can see his little sister better.

"She looks like a mochi." His amber eyes shine in excitement.

"She does. Make sure you protect your little mochi, okay Haru? She depends on her big brother."

Haruto nods enthusiastically and carefully touches her face and giggles a bit at her scrunched up face.

Later on, Haruto is knocked out from being up for so long and is sleeping soundly against his father while you feed Himari.

"Tetsu, you’re staring." You say while breastfeeding your newborn, not taking your eyes off of Himari.

"Sorry, kitten. Can’t help myself." Kuroo smirks in mischief as he continues to look at you with love and affection while Haru is sleeping soundly against his chest.

Kuroo can’t describe the words how happy he is to have a family with you. He hopes that in the future, Haruto and Himari will grow up close and maybe if he plays his cards right, have another bundle of joy with you in the future.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyū!! #hq x reader #hq fluff #nekoma #tetsurou kuroo #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo fluff #hq kuroo #kuroo testuro #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #dad!kuroo #wife!reader #family #pregnancy

[sugawarassoulmate]

I think i sent this before but ion remember lol. But i keep wondering what bully!osamu's reaction to y/n finally ACTUALLY getting pregnant would. I feel like that mf would faint 😅🥲 im talking baby bump and everything

ahhh bully!osamu with pregnant!reader is so cute! i feel like even if y'all are married, none of the kids were planned lol.

(mentions of pregnancy if ur not comfortable with that!)

reader definitely cried when they found out they were pregnant. not because you weren't happy but because it wasn't planned so you blamed yourself at first but samu (definitely shocked) was quick to comfort you. "it'll be okay, we'll be okay" he told you as you cried in his arms on the bathroom floor.

and when pregnant!reader starts to show with their baby bump 🥹 sorry babes, osamu isn't letting you do ANYTHING.

"samu i can push the shopping cart it's okay,"

"shut up, i can do it,"

his hand is on your stomach 99% of the time. it's just a reflex at this point. event after you've given birth, samu's hand finds itself protectively on your stomach sometimes.

osamu definitely talks to your stomach!!! especially during those days when you're in a lot of pain or the baby's kicking a bunch. he literally gets up close to your belly and goes "can ya give ma a break, sweetie?"

also miya osamu is a certified girl dad. he is blessed and cursed to have a whole gaggle of girls around him at all times sksksk

#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #miya osamu x reader #osamu x reader #osamu miya headcanons #osamu headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #pregnancy tw #pregnant!reader #bully!osamu #🥀 #🥀osamu

[azaarchiive]

holiday girlfriend; semi eita

chapter one

- fuck semi eita

semi eita, this generations most predominant sex symbol, talented singer, funniest artist and biggest player.

semi avoided commitment like it was the plague, deciding that committing was a sham and that he was too beautiful to be held down within the strains of being in a relationship.

this led to the many girls all around the world getting a taste of the semi eita. it’s fair game to all for him.

one of them was you, y/n l/n. nothing was so special about you. you were just a beautiful girl with a beautiful body and a shining personality. not that he cared about your personality.

you were more clingy than the others but he knew how to handle you and all of your wants and needs. clearly not well though he thought as he stood in your room, violently staring at the pregnancy tests shoved in the bin.

semi was still half asleep, he had a long flight and crashed as soon as he made it over to yours. it was currently 4am, maybe he was being delirious?

“baby, what are you looking at?” you asked, starting to sense the missing presence from your bed.

“are you pregnant?” semi asked whilst slowly turning around, horror was struck all over his face.

you shot up out of the bed, turning on the night light beside your bed. you opted to stay silent, saying it out loud would be too much for any one of you to handle.

“what the fuck. no y/n, what the living fuck. have you been poking condoms or sum shit?-“

“NO, FUCKING HELL SEMI!” you scoffed loudly, did semi really think that high of himself and that low of you?

“then how the fuck did this happen? you’re on every pill imaginable.” semi said, thinking of anything that could have lead up to this.

“whilst the pill is very effective, there is still a 1% chance of getting pregnant. i guess i’m part of that one percent.” tears began to brim your eyes. being pregnant was not something you wanted in the least, at least not right now.

“jesus christ… well just make sure to throw it away or sum shit, i’m not looking after no damn baby” semi sighed, making his way back to your bed.

however you looked at him with disgust filed in your face, how could he be so dismissive of the fact you we’re carrying your baby?

the words he said got to you, you realised that he never actually cared about you. it was only about semi eita the fantastical singer.

“what the fuck semi? ‘just make sure to throw it away’ are you insane?” you said, anger taking over your whole body.

you didn’t necessarily want to keep the body fully yet, but hearing the way semi was talking about his barely 1 month old child grossed you out completely, you already felt quite maternal towards them.

“what? you seriously want to keep it?” semi laughed, not understanding why you were upset. he offered a solution, and now you’re upset?

“maybe i do, maybe i don’t. i haven’t made up my mind yet.” you huffed, lying back down and hugging your pillow towards your chest.

“well just know that if you do, i’m not gonna be raising it. you’ll have to sign an NDA, you can’t speak about this child being mine or i’ll make sure you both are homeless. i want no part in the little shit, have fun with it.” semi turned to turn off your bed lamp, ignoring the dampness of your cheeks that he slightly grazed.

tears cascaded down your face, silent sobs that could only be heard at low decibels. maybe it was the hormones, or maybe it’s the weird way society has painted pregnancy, but now you really want to keep it.

despite semi not wanting anything to do with it, you do. it’s your child at the end of the day, and if they have to face an absent father then so be it. call it selfish, call it determination, you were going to raise this child no matter what. it’s the least it deserves.

the morning was silent and awkward, all that could be heard was the noises from each others phone and occasional shuffling in the bed.

you wanted to badly to end the awkwardness, cave in and ask for forgiveness regardless of who was in the wrong, but you had to do something you’ve never done whilst meeting semi; put your foot down.

“so, you are actually going to keep it?” semi was the first to broke the silence, which was surprising since it was always you.

“yeah” your voice barely above a whisper, scared of whatever the outcome could be.

“alright, goodbye. i’ll send the papers over tomorrow.” semi said, getting his clothing and dressing himself. his face was void from emotion, it was the most upsetting thing you saw that morning.

“ok.” you cleared your throat, not wanting him to know how much this was truly affecting you.

semi collected the last of this things, hid within a hoodie and glasses, and left wordlessly.

he ran away, from you, from a potential future, from all of his ‘problems.’ but somehow, him running away was something you had to deal with, he got the fun 24 year old lifestyle that you could’ve had.

you got the child, the lack of money almost every month, hiding the pregnancy until it got too big to hide.

fuck semi eita, fuck him, his shitty career, his shitty personality, his shitty reputation and all the girls he’s currently fucking while you are standing 6 months pregnant, waddling to the fridge, carrying his baby.

fuck semi eita, the generations more predominate sex symbol, talented singer, funniest artist and father to one.

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[queer-obsession]

Characters that would only have kids from unplanned pregnancies:

Kenma Kozume:

He definitely never has and never will plan for kids. It's just never something he thought about seriously and being a father was never something he had an overwhelming desire to be.

However, he's lazy. He's already running a company and streaming so other times he just wants to be lazy.

Add in the fact that I headcannon that he has a lower sex drive and is on the ace spectrum (the two are not one in the same coming from someone who's on the ace spectrum) when he's in the mood he takes advantage of it.

So if you guys are in the thick of it and the condoms are in the other room or your out he's not about to go get some or stop unless you're very insistent.

Also you definitely asked him to go buy a box of condoms on his way home and he just didn't feel like it.

Anyway, you guys go without condoms a few times cause no way your gonna get pregnant after three rounds without.

Except you do.

When you tell him man just buffers for a moment like 😐 but he probably comes around the quickest. At first he's worried because he has trouble taking care of himself but if he can manage all his work he can manage a baby...right? Your already knocked up not like he can change it.

He ends loving your kid and being a dad. You might even be able to convince him to have a second, but afterwards he's not making the same mistake again.

My man books a vasectomy after.

Shouta Aizawa:

He already deals with a bunch of kids on the daily and he's a hero. So, kids were never in the cards for him as far as he was concerned.

However, like Kenma he has a lower sex drive and is on the ace spectrum. So, sometimes he's not even aware if your out of condoms or where you guys last put them.

So if you guys are in the middle of it and can't find the condoms your both like whatever it's just once.

But in a classic fan fic moment you get knocked up from having sex once without a condom.

At first Aizawa has a moment were he's like of course this happens to me. Then he's kinda quite and contemplates how the fuck he's gonna make it work, but he gets his shit together and makes it work.

He loves being a dad and works hard to do his best.

But, he's not having another one. He loves his kid, but he definitely gets a vasectomy before their first birthday.

Shoto Todoroki:

He would never willingly continue the Todoroki bloodline.

Like the other two he's on the ace spectrum. It's not really relevant but I wanted to mention it.

However, this man loves creampies. So, if you're out of condoms he'd purposefully not buy them for a couple days.

Not like one weekend of unprotected sex is gonna get you pregnant right?

Wrong, he knocks you up.

He freaks out the most. He has daddy and mommy issues so he never had a good example. He has a pessimistic, this child is doomed mentality. He probably stays somewhere else for awhile to figure his shit out.

It takes him a while to come around and he honestly doesn't fully until your kid is born. He sees and holds your kid for the first time and just has this moment.

He loves and adores your kid and now that he has the one you could definitely get him to have more. He loves being a dad even though he never thought he would be one.

Just some thoughts that invaded me. I saw an old show, The Secret Life of the American Teenager, on Hulu. It's basically this teenager goes to band camp her summer before high school, has sex once, and gets pregnant. This got me thinking about accidental pregnancies and now we're here. I don't think these characters would ever plan to have kids and probably never had an overwhelming desire to be dads. But, they're the types to think an accidental pregnancy would never happen to them, would go without condoms, and then knock you up.

them ^

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[aureoaerosmith]

Monsoon Tears

A Kiyoomi Sakusa Fanfiction

Reblogs are appreciated

Part 1

Y/N's heart pounds as she stares at the positive result on the pregnancy test. She has been expecting her period for days, and now, seeing the confirmation of her suspicions, she doesn't know what to do next. She wants to share the news with Sakusa Kiyoomi, but the thought of his reaction makes her anxious.

As soon as Sakusa returns home, she summons the courage to tell him. "Kiyoomi," she says softly, her voice trembling, "I'm pregnant."

For a moment, Sakusa is silent, but then he wraps his arms around her and holds her close. "Thank you," he whispers, his voice filled with emotion. Y/N looks up at him in surprise, and he continues, "I've always wanted a family with you."

Y/N's heart swells with happiness and relief. She knows that Sakusa isn't one to show his feelings openly, but his actions speak louder than words. He takes care of her like never before, ensuring that she eats healthy meals and gets enough rest. He even rearranges his schedule so that he can accompany her to her doctor's appointments.

The season is spring. The Quarter where Sakusa and Y/N lives has a garden adjacent to it. The flowers in the garden are blooming with vibrant colors of pink, yellow, purple, and white. Y/N and Sakusa often take walks in the garden, admiring the beauty and tranquility it offers.

Y/N shares her future plans with Sakusa, like choosing names, which room they should decorate for the baby, hoping for a brave, kind, beautiful, and healthy child. Sakusa doesn't say much, but he smiles, his love and devotion for Y/N evident in his eyes.

Part 2

The monsoon season had arrived, and the sky outside was overcast with dark, ominous clouds. The air was thick with the smell of wet earth, and the sound of raindrops tapping against the window filled the room. Y/N had been feeling uneasy for a few days, the humid weather taking its toll on her body. She was tired and had been experiencing mild cramps, but she didn't want to worry Sakusa, so she kept quiet.However, one morning, as she wakes up, Y/N suddenly feels a sharp pain in her abdomen and faints.

Sakusa goes to their bedroom to check on Y/N and finds her lying unconscious on the bed. He quickly picks her up and rushes her to the hospital. The doctors take her to a private room, and Sakusa calls their parents to inform them about the situation.

The hospital room was stark white, and the smell of disinfectant was overwhelming. Y/N struggled to sit up, but her body felt heavy and weak. She looked around, trying to make sense of what had happened.

Then, the doctor gave her the devastating news that Y/N had suffered a miscarriage. Her heart shattered into a million pieces. All her hopes and dreams for their future as a family were shattered in an instant.

As she lay on the hospital bed, tears streaming down her face, Sakusa sat beside her, holding her hand tightly. He didn't say anything, but his actions spoke volumes. He stroked her hair, wiped her tears, and held her close. The sound of rain pattering against the window provided a soothing backdrop to their grief.

The doctor came in and checked on Y/N, explaining the procedure for the next few hours. He also gave her some medication to help with the pain.

As the doctor left, Y/N turned to Sakusa, her eyes searching his face. "Why did this happen to us?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Did I do something wrong?"

Sakusa squeezed her hand and leaned in to kiss her forehead. "No, you didn't do anything wrong."

Y/N felt a lump form in her throat. "I feel like I failed you, Kiyoomi. I couldn't give you the family you wanted."

Sakusa's grip on her hand tightened. "Y/N, you didn't fail me."

Y/N clung to him, her body shaking with sobs. "I'm sorry," she said between sobs. "I'm so sorry."

Sakusa rubs her back soothingly. "I want a family with you, Y/N, but we can always try again."

The sound of the rain is the only thing that breaks the silence in the hospital room. The sky is overcast with heavy, gray clouds. The smell of the rain permeates the air, refreshing and cleansing. The drops hit the windowpane, creating a soothing rhythm.

Sakusa rubs Y/N's back soothingly as she sobs softly. He feels a pang of sadness and guilt in his chest. He looks outside, lost in thought, as the rain intensifies. The water droplets cascade down the window, distorting the view outside.

They stay there for a while, holding each other, trying to process their grief. It's a difficult moment for them, but they know they have each other's support to get through it. The doctor gives Y/N some pain killers and sleeping pills. So, she's soon asleep.

Sakusa has always been a private person, never opening up much to anyone, not even to Y/N. He knows that it's something that he needs to work on, but it's hard to let his guard down, especially in moments of vulnerability.

As he sits by Y/N's side, he can't help but feel a sense of guilt. He has always wanted to be a father, to have a family of his own, but he knows that his work has taken up most of his time and energy. He wonders if he has been too focused on his career, too selfish to realize what is truly important.

As he looks at Y/N, he can't help but feel grateful to have her by his side. He knows that they can always try again for a family, but he can't shake off the feeling of doubt and uncertainty. He wonders if they're ready for another heartbreak.

He looks back outside, and the rain has reduced to a drizzle now. The clouds still cover the sky, but he knows that the storm will pass, just like how their grief will eventually fade away.

He leans back in his chair, closing his eyes, and taking a deep breath. He feels the weight of the world on his shoulders, but he knows that he can't let it consume him. He has to be strong for Y/N, to be her support and her comfort. He knows that it won't be easy, but he's willing to try.

Note from the Author: Just so you know, that pic isn't mine! The fanfiction is actually the result of me feeding my wacky ideas to ChatGPT and seeing what it came up with. Thanks for checking it out, though!!!

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[toorusluvr]

SNEAKY LINK PART 2 - MIYA ATSUMU X F!READER

characters: miya atsumu x f!reader

cw: accidental pregnancy trope + hate sex + pregnancy sex + unprotected sex + lactation kink +  nipple play + mentions of giving birth + reader chose to keep the baby + hints of gaslighting in the arguments 

word count: 5.3k

note from nis: hii. this is a continuation of sneaky link part 1. it’s been in my drafts for quite some time so enjoy reading the part 2 since some of the readers requested for a part 2! please proceed reading with caution. check the cw before reading since some people don’t like the accidental pregnancy trope :) thank you for reading! your reblogs, likes, and comments are very much appreciated!

[part 1][part 2]

Who would have guessed it’d rain heavily amid the heat of the summer? Your umbrella was left at home, and now your clothes are drenched. You rushed under the roof of a random shop, hoping the rain would stop anytime soon. 

The wind was quite strong, and you ended up clinging to yourself because of the chilly weather. There weren’t any passers-by because of the pouring rain. You assumed you had to wait until the rain finally stopped before you could walk home. 

You looked to your left and right, praying God would send you someone who could lend you their help. Your lips started to quiver in the chilly weather, the rain softly hitting your bodies and continued wetting your clothes. It’s not going to stop anytime soon, is it? 

A red Mercedes parked in front of you. The windows are all tinted black – you could barely see who’s driving. The driver rolled down the window, and you didn’t expect to see who’s inside. Atsumu. The baby daddy. It’s been months, and how did he appear in front of you all of a sudden?

“Get in, loser. It’s raining,” you heard him shout over the curb. Atsumu saw you, and he did not have the nerve to leave you alone. It was raining. You were defenceless. 

You shook your head, “Nice offer, but no, thank you.” As stubborn as you’d like to be, you decided to hide your pregnancy from him. His mean comments are the last thing you would have wanted during your pregnancy. Your parents did not even know about this. You were left alone on your own, struggling to make ends meet even with the help of your parents’ money.

Atsumu sighed. He knew that you would decline his offer. Unbuckling his seatbelt, he opened his door and jogged over you. His eyes fell on your wet white shirt, your skin peeking through the thin material. “Why are you so fucking stubborn? Just do what I said, will you? Now, get inside!” He pushed you into the passenger seat. 

Your energy was sucked out of you the moment he showed up. There’s no use in fighting the devil. His leather seat is now pooling with water from your clothes, and you felt sorry for ruining his expensive car. “Why the hell are you helping me?” You jeered. “I guess I am sorry for spoiling your car,” you added. 

“What would you do if you saw a dog or a cat stuck in the rain? Shivering in the cold?” Atsumu shifted his gear stick to Drive, slowly driving out of the city area. He spared a glance at you, waiting for your response. It’s either a genuine answer or another clap-back, he thought. You and your smart mouth.

“I’d rescue them, of course,” you nonchalantly replied to his stupid question. 

Atsumu snickered. His tongue poking his inner cheek. “That’s what I’m doing. Saving an animal stranded in the rain. You.” He glanced to your side. You were already glaring at him. 

“Oh. Shut up, will you? I didn’t ask to be rescued by you,” you crossed your arms angrily, eyes fixated on the road in front of you. The road that lies in front is not the route to your home. Maybe he wanted to drop you off in a secluded place and let you starve. 

Petty attitude. The classic old you. “Be thankful, will you?” Atsumu replied. Instead of taking you to your home, he brought you to his. He’s currently living alone, but Osamu always visits him randomly. The door of the apartment was unlocked, revealing the insides of his house. “What are you waiting for? Come in.” 

You hesitated to take another step. Atsumu rolled his eyes at you. “I am not selling your organs. Why the fuck are you so scared of me? I don’t bite unless you like, but whatever,” he cleared his throat after making a stupid joke at the wrong timing. 

You sighed. Yes, you were thankful because Atsumu showed up on time. Being stranded in the rain while being pregnant is the last thing you want. Obliging his words, you stepped inside of his apartment. Right now, you just wanted to take a fresh shower and change into a new set of clothes. 

His house is cosy. Everything is minimalist. You had imagined his home is filled with the piling dirty clothes all over his apartment, but it is surprisingly clean and neat. Everything is organised neatly, with no signs of junk foods or soda cans cluttering the floor. You did not realise when Atsumu was gone, and by the time he came back to the living room, he’s passing you the clean towel. 

“I’ll look for clothes. Have a seat first,” he asked.

You took the towel in your hand, walking over to the couch. Atsumu’s eyes following your movements, eyeing you in the soaked white shirt that was exposing your skin. “Did you gain weight?” he blatantly asked. Yes, he was careless with his words and that offended you even more. 

Both of you gave each other a judging look. “I’m gonna pretend I did not hear that,” you said while drying your hair. 

,

“No, seriously. Why is your stomach bulging?” Atsumu cocked his eyebrows at you, pointing at the baby bump that he thought was gained weight. He was waiting for the perfect time to ask you because he was curious. It’s attracting his attention in an odd but good way. 

Your eyes widened, shocked at his assumption. Hurriedly, you placed the towel to cover your baby bump. You forgot that the shirt stuck to your skin when it’s drenched. Atsumu lifted your chin with his finger, “What are you hiding from me?” 

“Nothing. Lay your finger on me again, I’ll wreck your tiny fingers,” you gritted through your teeth, threatening him to not touch you mindlessly. You yanked his wrist away from your face and cleared your throat awkwardly. 

Atsumu’s brain cells started connecting the dots together. “Take off your clothes now,” he commanded. How many months has it been since the party? He has lost track of time, but he suspected something. It couldn’t be, right? 

He heard you snickered. 

“Don’t ask me to do dumb things, idiot. I am not taking my clothes off in front of you even though this is your house,” you said, crossing your arms to your chest as Atsumu looked down at you. His tall figure looming over you, casting a shadow over you. 

Atsumu bit his tongue. He rashly undid your buttons, and you tried to throw him off of you, but he gripped your hands above your head. “Try to stop me or I'll kiss you hard,” he threatened. Your shoulders slumped back, relaxing your tensed muscles. You saw he stopped in his tracks and the surprised look on his face was evident. 

“You’re pregnant?” he asked. His eyes stared into yours, hoping for an honest answer instead of your sarcastic replies. “Don’t play around. I need an honest answer.” 

You certainly never thought the day you have to explain your pregnancy to him would come this fast. A deep sigh escaped your mouth. “Yes.”

Atsumu sighed. “Whose is it?” 

Is he dumb? He is sure it has something to do with him. He still remembered he asked you if you were on pills, and you said no, assuming it was a made-up lie to despise him. It couldn’t be true. Wait, he’s not ready to be a father or provide a home for you and the child. What’s he gonna do if it’s his?

Jerking your face away, you stood up to him. “Seriously? Is that dumb brain of yours unable to connect the dots at all? Count how many months has it been since the party, dumbass,” you used our index finger to poke his chest harshly. 

“So, it was true you weren’t on pills that night? You weren’t lying in the car?” Atsumu asked. His breath became heavier as time passed by. He then gripped your shoulders, squeezing them tightly. “Tell me!” 

You winced in pain when the strong pair of his hands hurting you. “Stop! You’re hurting me!” you wriggled your body so he would get his hands off of you. Atsumu freed you, taking a step back when he realised he was hurting you unintentionally.

“No! I was not lying that night. And, I didn’t intend on telling you either. Don’t tell me what to do because it’s my body and my choice. If you don’t want to do anything with this kid, then there’s nothing for you to worry about,” you finished off your sentences with a deep sigh. Your mind was spinning, barely feeling your legs on the ground anymore. 

Atsumu stopped breathing for a while. “You should have told me you weren’t on pills before I even laid my hands on you! We are only 19! What am I supposed to do with my career and a kid? At this age?” Atsumu had a feeling that he might be gaslighting, yet he went on, being reckless with his words. 

You looked straight at him with a sharp glare. “Don’t you fucking dare blame me. I said it’s fine if you don’t want anything to do with this child. It’s not your fucking problem, Miya. Move along with your life and pretend you didn’t knock someone’s daughter up. Live a happy life with your future partners!” You breathed heavily, tears prickling in the corner of your eyes. 

The image of raising a baby all alone at the age of 19 scares you. Your parents expected only the best from you, yet you got pregnant in your young adult age. You’re supposed to have fun with your peers, but you are busy thinking of how to raise a goddamn child.

“But you ruined my life, Miya. You took my whole youth away when you knocked me up. But I never blamed you in your face because I fucking knew it’s a part of my fault too. Don’t you fucking dare point your finger at me again,” you lifted your index finger to his chest and pushed it away. 

You hurriedly wiped the tears away while your hands buttoned your shirt back on. Atsumu was at a loss for words. He saw you rushing to the door, but he blocked you. “Where do you think you’re going? Sit. I was not done talking,” he raised his eyebrows at you. Atsumu then dragged you to his bedroom to look for clean clothes you can wear. 

He sat you on his bed. His main purpose of coming back to his bedroom was long forgotten. Atsumu would be lying if he didn’t feel guilty at all. “I wasn’t blaming you! And, never will I ask you to harm the child or whatsoever. Please, just.. we need to sort this out. Did your parents know?” 

You shook your head. “I’m living by myself right now and working too. Must be nice to be you. Look at your house, it’s spacious enough for you alone. And, good money rolling in too,” you said. Your heart was filled with anger and jealousy. He has everything in his life that you may never have. Ever. 

Atsumu raised his eyebrows, head tilting to the side to swallow your thoughts. “What are you trying to say? You should be jealous. Wait, no. That does not sound right. Uh. Ugh, this is so hard!” 

He tried to register what was happening and what he should do in this situation. But, it seems like Osamu will know how to handle this situation better. He’ll just give him a call later. He really needs his advice right now, and Osamu knows how to help him sort this out. 

“Bitch. You really asked what I was trying to say? It’s so fucking easy for you to do anything you want because you are not freaking pregnant! And you have everything while I suffer!” You raised your voice, chest heaving up and down before feeling needles prickled in your throat. It hurt to the point you had to grab onto your shirt, hoping it’d go away in an instant. 

Atsumu rolled his eyes. “God damn it. No one asks you to keep the child if it’s bothering you, woman!” He jeered. You’re just looking for ways to paint him as the bad guy here, blaming everything on him as if you aren’t capable of making decisions. 

“You fucking gave me this child, Atsumu!” You yelled. Keeping the child is your choice but having the child in the first place was not your intention. You had to blame him other than blaming yourself. “God. This is fucking ridiculous! You can ignore this, Atsumu.”

“I’ll be solely responsible for my child. You.. just enjoy your life, I guess.” Getting up from the bed, you neared the bedroom door that led to the living room. 

Atsumu pulled your hand until your body crashed into his. He had his arm wrapped around your waist and his palm on the baby bump. “We haven’t finished talking,” he murmured. “Why is it so hard for you to listen to me? The only time you ever stopped and listened was when my balls were deep inside you. Do I have to fuck you for you to listen to me? Hm?” 

Your breath hitched. Atsumu laid you on his bed, crawling on top of you with his thighs resting on your sides. He unbuttoned your shirt again, revealing your sports bra and the noticeable baby bump. “This time you have to listen to me because it’s the only time you ever listen to me,” he said while his eyes locked with yours. 

He felt you tried to get him off of your body, but he stopped. “Stop me, and you’ll see how you end up later,” he threatened. You gave in, feeling his lips on your lips, and he moved his head to the side, deepening the kiss. His mind started recalling the memories of that night your child was conceived. The way your lips felt on his. It was an indescribable feeling. 

Life’s funny. There are consequences of having too much fun. What are the odds? Atsumu admits it’s his fault too but he isn’t ready. He figures that it must be harder for you. 

Atsumu broke the kiss, eyes focused on the forming wet patch on your sports bra. “Are you lactating now?” He asked, genuinely wanting to know if it’s lactation. 

“You know about pregnancy way too much for a dumbass,” you jeered. Atsumu scowled, “Do you really think I am an idiot? I am no idiot, baby.” He bit on your lower lip whilst having his fingers trying to take off your bra. 

Feeling your soft flesh against his chest, he looked down and saw the white liquid coming from your nipples. “And it’s swollen too,” he smirked before going down and latched his lips on your swollen nipples. You hissed when he twirled his tongue on your extra sensitive nipples due to pregnancy. 

“Mmph!” He shut your mouth with his lips. Atsumu’s hands were busy fondling and massaging your breasts gently. Soft moans elicited from your mouth soon after. Putting his tongue to better use, he licked your nipples and the spilled milk away. His tongue licked every drip of your breast milk. “You’ll be a good mother, hm?” 

“Shut up!” You hissed. Before you could speak another word, Atsumu pulled down your pants. You yelped when he rashly removed them from your legs. 

He eyed you in your underwear. “I’ll keep this as a memory of you,” he said while slowly taking off your underwear. Your face was flushed with embarrassment when your naked body was on display for him. “God,” you mumbled under your breath as he dipped the tip of his tongue on your drenched wet cunt. 

The doctor had warned you about the hormones and the increased sex drive. Well, maybe that’s the reason why you found it so easy to succumb to this devil right here. 

Atsumu lapped your juices, the tip of his tongue digging deeper on your cunt. Using his hands to spread your legs wider, he buried his face deeper on your womanhood. “You know I haven’t touched anyone after you since that day. Because your body was all I could think about every single day,” his voice rambled against your wet pussy. “And Goddamn it, never have I wanted to have your mouth wrapped around my cock so badly.”

You felt the tip of his tongue on your clit, and your back arched whilst pulling his hair. The back of your hand pressing his head deeper on your cunt. “Please, Atsumu,” you whined. 

Atsumu tilted his jaw to the other side, hands tightly gripped on your thighs. Both of his hands held onto your soft flesh as he devoured your taste. You felt he dipped his tongue in deeper until it made tears roll down your cheeks. “God! Tsumu!” You moaned when he sucked on your clit. He wouldn’t stop. His mouth licking and sucking on your clit until you begged him to stop. 

“Come when I told you so,” he gritted through his teeth. Atsumu dived back in your cunt, tongue brushing against your pussy before delving it in your pussy. A prolonged strike of his licks was enough to collect your juices clean. Again, he licked another long strike along your wet folds and stopped on your clit. You felt his breath fanned over your sensitive bundle of nerves. Before you could catch a break, his mouth started sucking on your clit— giving you the orgasm you desired. 

His mouth won’t stop sucking until you pull his hair harder, begging him to give you more and more. “Come for me now,” he said. His tongue licking and circling on your clit, stimulating your orgasm to approach faster. 

Your breath became heavier, your eyes shut closed, and your whole body was burning you alive. Your toes curled whilst bending your knees with Atsumu’s hand straining them from closing. “Fuck,” you let out a staggered moan the moment translucent liquid was released right into Atsumu’s mouth. 

Atsumu crawled back on top of you, brushing the hair that fell on your face. “Are you gonna listen to me or do you want to have my cock buried deep inside you?” He nibbled on your neck, sucking and biting a purple mark on your skin. “Make up your mind, or else I’ll make a choice for you.” 

He heard you went silent. “I guess it’s the latter then.”

Atsumu lifted the hem of his t-shirt over his head, tossing it aside on the ground of his bedroom. His hand grabbing your other breast, kneading it while keeping his mouth on your nipple. “Atsumu,” you grunted, biting on your lower lip to suppress the sinful whimpers. You then felt his lips trailing wet kisses over your lower body, kissing the baby bump before he went below. 

“Sometimes, I wonder why you hate me so much. I’m about to get in your pants, and you even get my child. Do you still hate me despite all of that?” Atsumu asked. He eyed you from below, hands busy spreading your legs apart and kissed the inner of your thighs. 

You let out a soft whimper when he had your skin in between his teeth, biting on your thin skin as if he was marking his territory. “What the hell are you talking about?” you half-yelled at him. Out of other times, he chose to ask you now? Oh, wait. That was the first reason why this happened again. 

“Don’t play dumb with me, or else you won’t be able to walk after this. I won’t hesitate to do that,” Atsumu gripped the soft flesh of your inner thighs, making you yelp in pain as he squeezed them tighter. He needed answers from you, even if it means forcing them out of your mouth. 

You sighed. “I hate you. So fucking much that nothing in this world can ever describe how much I want to see you crumble in front of me. I want the whole world to go against you, so you would beg and beg me for forgiveness,” you spat out. Your heartbeat gradually increasing that you could feel every nerve around your head pulsing hard. How badly you wanted to hit him and yell at him for ruining your life. What did you ever do to him that made him despise you so much? 

Atsumu’s lips quivering, slightly taken aback when you screamed in agony. You were in misery, he could clearly tell. He was the reason behind your jealousy and resentment. “Say you hate me, even if your body tells me otherwise.” 

With a sharp thrust, he slid his aching cock in your pussy. How much he missed the feeling when he was inside of you a few months ago. You gasped because of the sudden pressure, consciously digging your fingernails into his skin. Atsumu panted when your tight walls clamped around his cock, making it harder for him to rock his hips against yours. 

He picked up his pace, slowly rocking his hips against yours. Atsumu felt your body moved along with his. His cock brushing against your g-spot with each thrust. “Say you hate me,” he hissed, panting as he said that in your face. 

Atsumu crashed his lips with yours, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth, and you gave in quickly with no time. He kissed you hard, swallowing your breath away. “Say it. I want you to say it now,” he forced. 

You breathed out heavily, the coil building up in your stomach. “I hate you,” you lashed out your pent up frustration towards him. The anger you’ve been holding back ever since high school does not seem to subside when spitting it out in his face. 

“I hate you. I hate you. I hate you,” you repeated it, over and over. A ward against what you really feel. 

Atsumu kissed you even harder. “I hate you,” you murmured in between the kisses, another tear rolled down your cheeks. “I hate you so much that I can’t think of anything else,” you cried. Whether it’s the resentment or the bottled up anger, you weren’t sure what came out just now. 

The kiss turned softer, gentler this time as he cupped your cheeks in both of his hands. Atsumu paused to take a good look at the face he missed ever since both of you left high school. The only time he got to talk to you was when he picked a fight with you. “I hate you too,” his voice hoarse. 

Atsumu tipped back his head when he picked up his pace to fuck you harder. He grabbed the back of your thighs, feeling the still small baby bump of yours resting on his abs. You wrapped your arms and legs around him, letting out another moan. 

You caught his lips with yours, savouring his sweet kisses. Atsumu slammed his hips again, his hands squeezing your ass, and you let out another small cry. You rolled your hips, trying to grind down on his cock. “Atsumu, shit. I’m ah- coming,” you sobbed, sniffling back the tears you had in your eyes . You threw one of your hands to your mouth, clamping it down so any noises wouldn’t leak. 

Atsumu groaned, feeling the summer heat coming back on after the rain stopped. “Fuck. Come for me,” he brought his thumb to your clit, rubbing on your puffy clit that made you raked your fingernails down his back. The scratch made him hissed in pain but still relentlessly fucking his cock into you. You could feel the veins alongside his cock, and it made you sob even harder because of how good you were creaming around his thick cock. 

Your cries filled Atsumu’s ears, and it brought his attention to it. He used his fingers to wipe away your tears before releasing the final thrust and his cum inside you. “Oh- fuck,” his voice hoarse, groaning under his breath before he pulled out.

His cum leaked out of your pussy down to your thighs. Your head felt dizzy after you came down from your high. The drowsiness made you want to throw up. You hurriedly ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. Atsumu was shocked, so he immediately stood by your side and grabbed your hair for you. 

He knew how painful pregnancy can be. His mom never fails to remind him to respect women and their struggles. Right now, he’s reminded of his mom and the disappointment plastered on her face if she found out her son is disrespecting a woman. He screwed up his life and yours, so he needed to fix it nonetheless. 

“You good?” He asked, handing you the tissue for you to wipe your mouth. You nodded lazily, slowly getting up on your knees. Atsumu helped you to get up and led you to the bed again. 

“Wait here. I’ll bring you a glass of water,” he said as he quickly put on his shorts before going out. Atsumu grabbed the glass and poured the water. You took the glass in your hand, downing the water in one gulp. 

“Need any painkillers?” He asked again. 

You shook your head. “Thanks,” you thanked him. By raising the glass, Atsumu knew you were thanking him for the glass of water. He just shrugged it off. 

The closet door was opened, and he looked for any shirts that could fit you. He finally found a jersey from high school. “Wear this,” he said. You just nodded and put on the jersey. 

“I- I’m sorry,” Atsumu started off his sentence. “If you really need my help, just let me know. I don’t care if we hate each other or want to kill each other. I just need you to be okay until everything’s settled. You should let me know about this earlier, so we could discuss it thoroughly.” 

“There you go again, blaming me,” you rolled your eyes with annoyance. 

“What? No! I wasn’t blaming you, idiot. Can we drop this off? This whole beef thing? Please? I am so fucking tired of holding a conversation that ends up with us grabbing each other’s throats,” he breathed out. He really needed to tell Osamu about today. Especially when he found himself surrendering so easily. That is not him. Miya Atsumu never surrenders to anyone. Ever. 

Now he made you feel even worse. “Fine. We’ll talk. Talk as much as you want. What I want right now is…” you trailed off. You never wanted to have him in your life in the first place. But being a single teen mom is not easy either. You’re struggling with the right choices right now. 

Atsumu raised his eyebrows, waiting for you to resume your words. “What is it? Don’t leave me hanging, woman,” he snarled. He was curious about what you wanted, and you trailed off! 

“Why do you hate me so much?” You asked. Throughout high school, he made your life worse than it already is. You never knew what made Atsumu hate you so much. You hated him because he made you suffer without any solid reason. That is plain cruel. 

Atsumu tried to recall the moments he started hating you. He was petty, now that he thinks of it. The words he was about to speak were stuck in his throat. His throat was burning. “Uh, I am not sure either,” his words trailed off. 

You furrowed your eyebrows. “What do you mean you’re not sure? You basically tortured me emotionally, Atsumu. Do you think that was funny?” 

Atsumu sighed. “Yes, it was. Sorry. I wasn’t mature back then.” That was a horrible lie, he admits. 

“This is not going to solve itself, Miya Atsumu. You have to tell me,” you forced him. You tried so hard to maintain your sanity. “Just spit it out.”

“How can I trust you?” Atsumu raised one of his eyebrows at you. He clicked his tongue, crossing his arms to his chest. Not that he doubts you, but he needs to make sure you know how to keep secrets. Mainly it’s something that he never tells a soul other than his twin, Osamu. 

You let out another sigh. “I don’t have that many friends, you know. I am not going to sell your secrets to the press. You aren’t that important in my life anyway,” you slightly chuckled at the last sentence. You were joking and kinda felt guilty about it. 

“Just… hear me out, okay. Don’t laugh!” Atsumu looked into your eyes. You stared into his dark brown eyes, slowly nodding to what he warned you about. 

He breathed out. Atsumu started talking, and you listened attentively. It amazed you that both of you could sit close to each other and not throw hands. Atsumu reminded you about the guy you used to crush on during second grade in high school. It turned out that the guy was his ‘nemesis’ back in middle school. What he said next surprised you.

“What? You liked me?” you asked out loud. “So, you were jealous of him, that's why you bullied me? That’s that? That’s why you made me trip in front of him?” 

Atsumu cleared his throat. “Yeah. That sounds believable coming from your mouth,” he snickered. He let out another deep sigh. “Sorry. He took what was mine, and yeah. I took it out on you instead. Because I knew you were weak, and he couldn’t do anything about it.” 

“You know, I wish I could punch you in the face right now,” you gritted through your teeth. “But, we made a deal earlier, so I couldn’t,” you shrugged your shoulders. “Just why didn’t you tell me sooner? What made it so difficult for you to come clean?”

“Because I think I am unable to express my feelings, and people call me cocky bastard. So, I think that’s the reason why,” Atsumu said truthfully. He felt so naked right now, being so transparent with his emotions. “Sorry again about what happened in high school and at the party.” 

You looked at the wall in front of you. “We can’t rewind time, can we? I’m already pregnant, and yeah, I guess I just have to make it until the end,” you said. What a liar. You are sure you are scared of giving birth. And, the expenses of raising a baby is not cheap either. 

“Well. You’re welcome to stay here if you want. And, if you need money, I can always lend you some. Don’t worry about paying back. You can do that later,” Atsumu said calmly. “About your parents, well, let’s be honest after you give birth. I think there will be fewer consequences.”

You huff. “It is easier said than done, Miya. How am I supposed to avoid them these entire 9 months? They would freak out thinking I’d run away from Japan or something. Do you want to see missing person flyers around?” 

Atsumu went silent. He didn’t think far ahead. His mouth reacts faster than his mind so point proven. “We’ll see how this goes. You don’t have to worry. I can help you from now on,” he assured. “For now, you just stay here until it stops raining. I’ll send you home later.”

Well, it’s time Miya Atsumu finally grows up and starts acting like a responsible adult. He knocked you up so he has to be responsible for it. Even though he has a lot of learning to do. And a lot of nagging from his mother and you too. 

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Baby Fever > Osamu Miya

In which Osamu and you finally admit you want to start a family together

Warnings: NSFW, minors dni you will be blocked, ageless blogs as well, might be the cutest smut piece I have ever written, unprotected sex, cream pie, Osamu calling you cute nicknames bc I forget about addressing reader as Y/N, may or may not have cried bc I want this with Osamu 🥲

A/N: Osamu brain rot ftw, the fact that I wrote this in one day has me so proud of myself, this does not happen often (mainly bc I get writers block easily and I have momma duties.)

Osamu always considered himself a family man, always took care of his mother, and despite the constant fighting with his twin brother, he would certainly protect Atsumu no questions asked. He loved the domesticity behind a family, often looking at you and imagining his future with you and what it would entail, he always thought about having kids but as of recent baby fever was plaguing his mind. The talk of children never came up, nor did he ever feel the need to, he liked how peaceful your relationship was as a married couple, he owned his restaurant, and financially speaking you two were very stable, but maybe a baby wouldn’t be such a bad idea, the thought of a mini you running around or maybe even twins made his head spin, and the thought of you with a baby bump made his heart beat faster.

In reality, you’ve been thinking about it too, casting longing glances at babies while you are out in public, or even babysitting for your friends when they needed the help. You didn’t want to admit it was ‘baby fever’ but the fact that you couldn’t stop imagining Osamu as a father had you reeling, just logging onto social media you were greeted by baby videos that would make you swoon and hope that one day you’d have the guts to bring it up.

Osamu sighs, tossing his keys on the entryway table, and making his way to the living room. As he sits on the couch after a grueling day at work, he throws his head back against the pillows, rubbing his eyes tiredly. You walk over and sit next to him, your hand on his thigh as you kiss his cheek softly, “tough day at work my love?” He groans, a soft ‘yea’ falling from his lips as he grabs you and hoists you on top of him, his head automatically falling on your shoulder to nuzzle into your neck lovingly, welcoming the feeling of your warmth after a stressful workday.

“S’fine, definitely need ta start looking fa employees though.” He grunts, arms wrapping around your waist as he presses kisses on your neck. You giggle softly, hands softly combing through his hair, pressing a kiss to his head you cup his face lovingly, “how about I run a bath for you? The warm water will help.” He nods softly, lips coming down to yours in a soft kiss, “Yer the best, what would I do without you?” He chuckles. You smile softly, “you’d probably go insane and not take care of yourself.” You tease softly, lifting yourself off his lap, heading in the direction of the bathroom to get everything ready. He shakes his head softly before lifting himself off the couch.

It’s a little bit later when Osamu steps out of the bathroom, water droplets trickle down his toned abs. Although he may not be a volleyball player anymore, he still liked to keep in shape, hair flat against his head and still damp, boxers tight against his waist. “Baby? Where’d ya go?” He looks around the living room and kitchen, only to hear a soft ‘in the bedroom’ coming from you. Opening the door to your shared bedroom he finds you laying on the bed, “Samu you gotta look at this, how cute!” You coo, turning the phone to him. The video you are showing him is one he’s seen before, a video of a baby laughing at the camera before turning around and babbling at their dad before hugging him lovingly, it was such a simple video but to Osamu it just made him realize how badly he wanted to be a father.

he smiles softly, changing into a pair of sweatpants and slipping them on before grabbing your phone, turning it off, and setting it to the side before throwing himself on the bed and cuddling you. Giving you soft pecks all over your face before nuzzling his face in your neck and closing his eyes. “Whatcha thinking bout Samu?” He hums, looking down to see your wide eyes looking right back up at him. “This is a random question and ya can’t judge me okay?” You chuckle softly at the vibrations of him talking with his face tucked into your neck, “Okay Samu.” You whisper, he gulps, removing his face from your neck he stares at you longingly, hand coming up to cup your cheek and he lets out a sigh. “Have you ever thought about having kids? More specifically with me?” He rasps, grabbing a stray piece of hair and tucking it behind your ear, “Of course I have Samu, there isn’t a day that I don’t imagine you as a dad.” You whisper, placing your hand on his chest, drawing soothing circles as if you could hear all the thoughts racing around his head, he smiles softly

Osamu was almost positive you could hear the rapid beating of his heart, or how his breathing increased at the fact that you felt the same way he did, and the fact that this entire time he could’ve talked to you about it but he never did because he wasn’t quite sure if you felt the same way that he did.

If you’d ask Osamu what’s the best day of his life he would gladly answer the day of your marriage, he would say that this would be the second-best day of his life. The day when his wife, the woman he wants to spend the rest of his days with admitted she had also been thinking about starting a family. He wastes no time in swooping in to kiss you softly, his hands wrapping around you tightly, pulling away he smiles, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to ask you that.” He whispers breathlessly, taking a moment to admire how beautiful you look, cheeks red and eyes wide and glossy, hair scattered like a halo around you, how your lips look so puffy and pink. “Samu, love you so much.” You smile, arms wrapping around his neck as you lower his head closer to you once more, noses touching.

You couldn’t lie, it felt like a big weight was lifted off your shoulders, reveling in the fact that you and your husband were both thinking the same thing, you were ecstatic but also nervous, since the beginning of your relationship condoms were always used, never did you have unprotected sex, not wanting to risk getting pregnant for the simple reason that neither of you knew how the other felt about kids, You once again press your lips to his, simply enjoying the warmth of being pressed up against each other and the intimacy of simply being close to each other. Pulling away you both whisper sweet nothings to each other, cherishing the time you have, seeing as a majority of the time Osamu was too tired to do anything but sleep and you couldn’t blame him, running a restaurant alone took a toll on him.

You don’t know how long the two of you have been in each other's embrace, but it’s Osamu pulling away that makes you look up at him confused, “Samu? You okay?” He nods, holding your hand softly, “'m happy, can’t stop thinking about ya as a momma, or how beautiful ya would look with a baby bump while you nurture our growing baby.” He speaks in a hushed tone, caressing your hair as he looks at you with eyes filled with nothing but pure love. You hum softly, your hand running up and down his hand softly, “Samu, do you want to try for a baby?” He nods firmly, “Been wanting ta since the moment I got down on one knee and asked ya ta marry me, sweetheart.” He mumbles pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“So let’s try for one Samu, I think it’s time we start our own family.” You whisper, cupping his face, “Yea I think so too, can’t wait to see ya all nice and round with our babies.” He murmurs, his hand traveling to your stomach, rubbing lovingly as he kisses you, this time with more passion. Your tongues intertwined in a slow dance, encased in each other’s firm embrace, the taste of strawberry chapstick strong as you two swallow the other’s moans, hands roaming each other’s bodies as you enjoy the familiarity of being this close to one another.

Osamu is the first one to break away from the kiss before turning you onto your back as he situates himself on top of you, he looks down at your lips, swollen and red as opposed to how they usually are a softer pink. “Ya sure you want this sweetheart?” He sits on his knees, hands once again finding their place under your shirt, rubbing soothingly. You nod almost instantly, “I’m more than sure Samu, I want this just as bad as you do.” You respond and that’s all the confirmation he needs before he’s lifting you up and slowly stripping you of ‘your’ shirt that in reality was his, but he would never deny you from wearing his clothing. Laying you back down he’s greeted by the sight of white silk panties, a wet spot visible as you squirm in embarrassment. “There’s nothing ta be shy about baby, yer always so gorgeous.” He breathes, leaning down to press an innocent kiss on your collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses til he’s hovering over one of your breasts.

He places his lips everywhere but your hardening nipple, a whine leaving you supple lips from the teasing, “So impatient baby, s’ okay I’ll give ya what ya want.” He says against delicate skin, finally taking your nipple into his mouth. A soft gasp leaves your lips at the feeling, hushed mewls spilling from your lips, taking his hand he gently teases your other nipple, not wanting to focus his attention on just one. Your back arches from the stimulation, cunt clenching and slick now seeping from your panties onto your thighs, you could never understood how Osamu brought you such intense pleasure with minimal touching, just from him kissing you it felt like you were going to cum.

He releases your nipple with a pop, trailing more kisses down your stomach till he reaches between your thighs slowly removing your now ruined panties, “So pretty fa me, love seeing ya like this, all desperate fa my touch, drives me crazy.” He whispers, pressing a soft kiss on your clit before licking a stripe up your slit. You let out a choked moan at the feeling of his tongue on your cunt, your hole clenching around nothing as he suckles on your engorged bud, whimpers escape your lips as you run a hand through Osamu’s hair, grabbing a fistful tightly. “S-Samu fuck!” You bucked your hips in his face, the pleasure slowly building up, he chuckles softly, the vibrations sending a shiver down your spine, teetering on the edge of your first orgasm, incoherent mumbles leaving your lips as you try to warn him, only to feel two of his fingers at your entrance. “Gonna cum fa me baby? Go ahead and cum sweetheart.” He coos, once again taking your clit in his mouth, curling his fingers upwards against the one spot that has you seein stars, and that’s all it takes for you to fall off the edge, lips in a perfect ‘o’ shape, eyes rolling back as white hot pleasure courses through your veins, every nerve ending alight from the euphoric feeling of your orgasm, Osamu helps you through it, slowly thrusting his fingers in your tigh wet cunt, his other hand rubbing your thigh softly.

When you finally came down from your high you were met with Osamu staring straight at you, licking his fingers clean of your slick, spurred on by the sight you grab his hand and pull him down, arms wrapping around his neck as you kissed him hungrily, tasting the mixture of your slick and his saliva had you dizzy, a groan escapes his lips as you bite his bottom lip before pulling away. “Ya ready sweetheart?” You nod your head desperately, spreading your legs wider so he can slot himself between them.

You let out a hiss as he runs his length up and down your slit, the tip catching against your sensitive clit, the feeling of his bare cock agaisnt your cunt had you reeling, sure you had felt his bare cock when you sucked him off but this was different, it felt like a new level of intimacy between the two of you. A gasp leaves your lips at the warmth of Osamu’s cock, you buck your hips upwards to try and gain friction, Osamu laughs softly, lining his tip up with your entrance before slipping in slowly.

A mewl escapes your lips as you feel his thick cock stretch you out slowly, your eyes rolling back at the feeling of him filling you up, you were so used to condoms that the feeling of him inside of you bare had you so close to an orgasm. Osamu hated to admit it but he too was so close to cumming at the feeling, your slick walls clenching around him, he could feel how warm you were and god he swore you got even tighter at the fact that there was no condom. “Gotta relax baby, so tight ya gonna make me cum early.” He chuckled breathlessly. Hand coming down to cup your cheek, catching a stray you didn’t even realize had escaped, “Fuck Samu feels s’ good, love you, love you so much.” You slurred, drunk off of the feeling of truly becoming one with him.

You gasped as he finally filled you up, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix, your thighs were trembling, nails leaving red crescents on his bicep, eyes screwed shut as you tried to relax, a soft kiss to your forehead had you open your eyes to see Osamu staring down at you gingerly, “Doing so good fa me angel, ‘m gonna move okay?” He spoke, you nodded urgently, a garbled ‘okay’ falling from your lips. He pulled out slowly before thrusting back in, setting a slow pace as he savored the feeling of you clenching around him tightly, bringing a hand down to softly rub at your clit, a sob escaping your lips as you feel another orgasm creeping up on you, barely able to moan out his name before you clamp down on him, a loud moan escapes your lips as your vision turns white, gushing around his cock and slick dripping down his balls, Osamu lets out a deep groan, stilling for a moment as you come down from your high so he wouldn’t cum, “So good fa me my love, ‘m so close, just a bit more and I’ll fill you up yeah?” You nodded tiredly, “Wan’ you to cum in me, wanna make you a daddy please.” You garble, Osamu speeds up his thrusts, ‘I love you’s’ falling from his lips as he chases his orgasm, all it takes is you begging for him to cum one more time before he stills, white hot spurts of cum drenching your cunt, you clench around him tightly at the feeling of him emptying his load inside of you.

He pulls out slowly, watching his cum seep out before taking two fingers and softly pushing it back in, a broken whimper escaping your lips at the feeling against your overstimulated pussy, “Sorry baby, gotta make sure it sticks yea? If not we’d have to go again.” He chuckles, you smile at him, exhaustion evident on your face, “Who said I didn’t wanna go again daddy?”

Yea, Osamu’s glad he caught baby fever, he’s also glad you did too.

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-cw: Fluff/ hurt comfort, pregnancy, mentions of abortion.

"Hey love, I'm home!" Kuroo's voice echoed threw the quiet apartment. The all to quiet home disturbed him, after 30 seconds of no response he said, "Honey? You here?" You hadn't told him about being out like you would normally, perhaps you had just run out real quick for something. But the pit in Tetsuro's stomach told him otherwise, something was wrong and he knew it. The fear drove him to stride about the good-sized home, not finding you anywhere- that was until the last room he checked, the master bathroom.

You were sitting on the tile against the vanity's cabinets, you were hugging your legs to your chest which hid your face from him- but he knew your were crying. His heart panged in his chest, why was his lovebird crying? He gently got down beside you, sitting so close that your sides touched. Before the rooster head could do anything you had dove into his chest melding against him

" 'm so sorry Tetsu, 'm sorry 'm sorry 'm sorry." You sobbed, shaking in his grip that now encased you.

"What's wrong baby? What happened? It's ok-" He tried to soothe you before you continued on like he wasn't speaking.

"I didn't mean to! I don't know how it happened! I-I was takin' my pills, we were so careful how-" You rambled.

"Y/N, what happened?" He forced you back so he could see your eyes which were red and watery from crying, barely meeting his hazel-cat like gaze.

"I'm pregnant, Tetsu." You stated. "I don't know how- we were so careful. But I am, I've taken like 5 at home pregnancy tests and they were positive. I even went to the doctor but she just confirmed it."

It was like your boyfriend of 4 years was suddenly frozen in place, eyes wide and jaw hitting the floor. Your anxiety already threw the roof but this sure wasn't helping it, "I'm so so sorry Tetsuro, I know we agreed to not have kids in the seeable future... But I don't- I don't think I want to get rid of them- I don't think I can bring myself to do that. You don't want kids, I get that, you don't have to be in their life- I can go stay with my parents-"

Before any more words can escape that rapid-fire mouth of yours, Kuroo kissed you with so much vigor that it stole your breath and thoughts away.

He pulls away, leaving a string of saliva in his wake. "Don't you dare leave me. I love you, no matter what. How could I ever not want you or any part of you? Sure this wasn't in the plan, but we can make it work."

Your heart warmed, your tears turning from ones of anxiety to ones of relief. He continued, "I know I said I didn't see myself having any kids anytime soon. Honestly never thought I would want any, never saw the appeal before. But I don't think I could be any happier then right now, you and me having babies is my unrealized wish."

"R-really?" You sniffled.

"Yeah, lovedove, we've got this." Kuroo encouraged, pulling you back into his embrace. "I think we should name them TJ."

You almost choked on your own laughter, "What if it's a girl?"

"TJ is a gender neutral name!"

"No, Tetsu, You're not naming our child TJ."

"But what if it's a boy-"

"No."

"UGH, no fair."

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[koutarostiddies]

What If...? Part 6

Pt. 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5

Nishinoya and you are best friends and never once questioned anything about your friendship, until a series of questions ended up turning your friendship on it’s head. This will be a multi part fic since it got a bit long. In case anyone is wondering when it’s not reader addressing him, I think it’s less confusing reading ‘Noya’ instead of 'Yuu’ when the sentence has 'you’ in it as well. So for consistency I will do the same for the other characters.

Cw: pregnancy, child birth, baby, kids, parenthood

"What if we have kids?" he asked out of nowhere as you played with Tanaka’s daughter.

“Yuu, um can we do this later?” You avoided his gaze as you helped the toddler place a big puzzle piece down on the board.

This wasn’t the response he expected from you. You had always agreed, always said yes, so why were you avoiding him now? He began to regret never bringing this topic up when you were dating. He didn’t have any firm stance on children, not caring either way, but he knew it was a big decision and something that should’ve been brought up much earlier into the relationship. Not when you were watching someone else’s child. 

But it was something he never really thought about until you started to babysit. Never thought about how you’d look as a mother or how he’d be as a father. He knew it would be different than just being the fun uncle to his best friend’s daughter, or even his sister’s kids. He knew it would change both your lives in a big way. 

A knock on the door was just the distraction he needed. He jumped up before you had a chance to get up and ran to the door. You watched him knowing very well that the response you gave him must’ve really hurt him. You never really thought about it, never seriously. Since babysitting you’ve warmed up to the idea, but never brought it up to him. You knew he loved to travel and you had already talked about travelling a bit before really settling down. How would a baby even factor into that?

“How’s daddy’s little Princess?” Tanaka scooped up his daughter, pressing kisses to her chubby cheeks as she wiggled in his arms.

“Papa, I made puzzles with auntie. Look!” She wiggled out of his grasp and ran to the puzzle you had helped put together. 

“Oh, it’s really beautiful. Do you want to show mama, later?”

“Yeah!” The toddler jumped up and down excitedly as Tanaka helped you put her toys and belongings in her bag.

“Thanks again for watching her. We really appreciate it.”

“It’s no big deal. You guys need some time to yourselves anyways.”

“Hopefully we get to return the favor soon,” Tanaka laughed as he placed his daughter’s back on his shoulder.

“Goodnight you two.” Tanaka waved at you as he walked out of your home.

The heavy silence that had settled over the two of you was suffocating. You knew you couldn’t avoid him; it would only make things worse. You could feel his gaze on the back of your head as you shook out the blanket and started to fold it.

“Y/N, I’m gonna take a shower and then head to bed.”

“Yuu, you didn’t even eat.” You turned around to look at your husband who refused to make eye contact.

“I’m not hungry. I think I ate too many snacks earlier. I guess that comes with babysitting a toddler.” He gave a half hearted chuckle and made his way to the bathroom.

You plopped yourself down on the couch and tried your best not to cry. Did you fuck up? This was definitely something that would worsen without the proper communication and right now all that was going on in your head was how to talk to him without him avoiding you. Your lip started to quiver as the tears started to build up. It wasn’t a fight but somehow it felt worse. A silent Noya was the worst thing you could’ve ever imagined. 

Noya stood in front of the bathtub thinking to himself. He reminded himself that you only said you’d talk to him about it later. You never said no, you weren’t even upset that he asked, just surprised. At least he assumed so since he never got to see your expression. He knew that by avoiding you when you were trying to initiate a conversation was the worst thing he could’ve done. He was acting like a coward–it was a serious subject and he ran off as soon as you opened your mouth. He promised himself as soon as he finished with his shower that he’d talk to you. He turned the knob and stuck out his hand to test the temperature. He smiled as he thought about how hot you loved your showers. It was always a painful experience sharing a shower with you, but he still loved it. 

You stood outside the bathroom and listened as the water started to fall. You held your hand up to the door and just listened. “I’m such an idiot. I totally forgot my clothes.” You heard him chastise himself. A smirk played on your lips and you made your way into the bedroom to grab him a change of clothes. He always forgot to bring a fresh pair when he took a shower. Not like you complained when he’d come out with nothing but a towel on, only leading to another shower some time later. 

You reached for the doorknob and hesitated for a moment. He was avoiding you because he was scared–maybe even nervous–would sneaking into the bathroom be a wise decision? Fuck it. You quietly turned the door knob and snuck into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you. You placed his clothes on the counter and waited a while before making yourself known.

“Yuu, I brought you some clean clothes.”

“Holy shit! You can’t just sneak up on people like that!” You laughed as you watched him stumble a bit before reaching out for his hand. “Be careful there, sweetheart. Don’t want my husband dying in the shower before we even try for a baby.”

“What?” He regained his balance and just stared at you as the water dripped down his body.

You smiled at him and stuck out your pinky, “Promise me it won’t ruin anything. That it won’t change things.”

“Can’t promise you it won’t change things because it will. It will definitely change things, but they will be good changes. We’ll be parents to an awesome child, or five.”

“Woah, now. I’m the one popping them out, there is no way I can manage five.”

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

“Yuu!”

“I’m joking. C’mon, hop in. I’ll even let you set the temperature to boiling.” He smiled widely as you started to remove your clothes.

“Babe, I promise I’ll love you no matter how many kids we have. I will love you no matter what happens during and after your pregnancy. But I also don’t want you to feel as if you have to say yes to me. I want you to think about this first.” Noya pulled you into the tub and into his arms. “Promise me we’ll have a serious talk about this later, babe.” Noya held out his pinky and you simply hooked yours around his and smiled. “Promise.”

The next few months were full of discussions and planning out for your future. You had finally had the talk and you had both agreed on at least one. Your apartment was definitely big enough for another person so you started to plan out a nursery. You weren’t even pregnant or actively trying, yet little bits and pieces of baby things started to migrate into your home. 

“Wanna try tonight?” Noya pressed a kiss to your temple as you flipped through a baby magazine.

“Mm, you’re so romantic, Yuu,” you laughed as you closed the magazine.

“Stop teasing me.” Noya crossed his arms out jutted out his lower lip. “So mean to me. How will our baby deal with such a mean okaa-san?”

“I’m sure their otou-san will make up for it.” You stood up and took his hand. “Now let’s go and make a little Nishinoya.”

Noya looked at the screen and told himself he wasn’t going to cry, that it was just a moving picture and nothing to cry over, but as soon as the technician turned on the sound and he heard the baby’s heartbeat he broke down. You had been trying for a year and started to discuss other options. You both knew that a year wasn’t really that long and it could’ve always been timing, but you didn’t want to turn your back on any other possibilities just in case. Neither of you told your friends that you were planning for a child. You wanted to make it a surprise, because that is how the Nishinoyas worked. You needed to make it a big thing after all. 

“Babe, that’s us,” he pointed at the screen. We did that. We made a baby.” Noya wrapped his arms around you and cried. “Thank you so much, y/n.”

“I love you, Yuu.”

“You’re what?!” Noya’s sister stopped in her tracks as soon as he spilled the beans. “You’re lying, Yuu.”

“I’m not. Wanna see?” He looked over to you and you pulled out the sonogram picture. His sister looked at it for a moment and started to cry.

“I can’t believe my baby brother is going to be a dad. Shit,” she sniffled. She went to return the picture to you when you stopped her. “It’s your copy. We made a few to give to family.”

“I…congratulations, y/n.”

“Hey, what about me?” Noya pouted.

“Congratulations, Yuu. You’re going to be wonderful parents.”

“Pregnant? You?”

“Well, not me. Her.” Noya pointed at you as if a clarification was actually needed. 

“I didn’t even know you were trying.” Tanaka rubbed his head nervously. “I was beginning to think it would never happen. You guys never even mentioned kids in front of anyone. Figured it was a sore spot or somethin’.”

“We just didn’t want to bring it up until we were actually certain I was pregnant.” Tanaka only nodded and looked back at Kiyoko who was already pregnant with their second child. “You’re gonna make great parents, I just know you will.”

Noya looked at the bundle in your arms. He thought that he couldn't love anyone more than you, but as soon as his newborn daughter made eye contact with him and grabbed his finger with her chubby little hand he was in love. "She looks like you," you whispered so as not to wake the newborn.

"You think so? I think she looks more like you." Noya poked her tiny nose and smiled as she stirred, earning a disapproving glare from you. It took you too long to get her to sleep after everyone had stopped by to visit. If he woke her up now you were going to kick his ass. 

"You know, there is something I'd never thought of really saying to you. But now that we're married and have a baby, I just want you to know, I'll guard your backs with my life if I had to."

Your daughter sat next to Tanaka’s youngest as they colored and giggled when Noya came up from behind you. “Here,” he placed a mug of hot tea in front of you and sat down. “They’re having fun.”

“Yeah. Makes me miss when we were kids.” You nudged him with your shoulder.  

“I wanted to ask you something,” Noya looked up at you and blushed as soon as you smiled at him.

“What if we had another baby?”

tags: @ladysierra117, @daniagabriela48

#nishinoya yuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya x you #nishinoya fluff #haikyuu drabble #hq #what if...? #cw pregnancy #cw childbirth #cw children

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being their pregnant partner

Featuring Hinata, Kageyama and

Hoshiumi

Hinata Shoyo x Pregnant Reader; Kageyama Tobio x Pregnant Reader; Hoshiumi Korai x Pregnant Reader

Warnings: Fluff

AN: I guess I’m continuing this series 😌

Hinata

“Babe I’m home!” Hinata called throughout your beach house. Moving to the beach was something he’d always wanted to do and moving back to Brazil provided him with the opportunity.

“Oh great, can you help me get my back?” You asked, appearing from behind the door, swimsuit on and sunscreen in hand.

“Uhh babe what are you planning to do? Go swimming?” Hinata questioned, taking the sunscreen from your hands and rubbing it in your back as you continued to rub it into your growing belly.

“Nope, I was thinking we could play some volleyball! It’s been so long and I know you are just aching to get back on the sand babe,” you confessed as your husband stared blankly at you.

“Umm sweetie, I’d love to play volleyball with you but umm, can you even play in your condition?” He questioned, ripping off his shirt and preparing to head to the beach.

You giggled, “well actually I was thinking more like you play volleyball and I lay on the beach. How does that sound?”

Hinata smiled before kissing your forehead and grabbing your hand, practically dragging you the beach.

Kageyama

“YN what the hell are you doing??” Kageyama shouted, quickly running to grab the ladder that held a very pregnant you on it.

“Tobio what is wrong with you? I’m just changing a lightbulb. It’s not like there’s a fire, calm down!” You scolded, climbing carefully down the ladder as Kageyama tried desperately not to get angry.

“I told you I would change it tonight Yn, why couldn’t you just wait?” He asked calmly as you glared at him.

“Well for your information, I was trying to be a good spouse and help you out. I figured you’d be tired and I didn’t think you’d freak out because I used a ladder one stinking time Tobio!”

Kageyama sighed. He knew you were only trying to help but how could he get it through your mind that he only wanted you to be safe and not get hurt.

“I appreciate it Yn but please wait for me next time ok? You’re really pregnant right now and the last thing I want is for your or our baby to get hurt ok?”

You nodded, admitting the stubborn man in front of you was correct.

“Ok fine but I still get to climb the ladder and you hold it!”

Kageyama laughed, “deal!”

Hoshiumi

“Mmm something smells amazing babe!” Hoshiumi declared as he walked into the kitchen, noticing pots and pans askew aa you hurried around cooking.

“Hey love! Just thought I’d make something special for the most amazing husband and father to be ever,” you grinned as Hoshiumi smiled, kissing your cheek and rubbing your pregnant belly.

As he sat down to eat he realized that this wasn’t an ordinary meal, nope. This meal contained his favorite plum flavored snack crackers. He stared at the crackers and back to you, his eyes now narrowing.

“Ok what did ya do?” Hoshiumi asked as you stood there, a fake look of stunned offense in your face as you ignored your husbands questions.

“What do you mean? Can’t I make a meal for my favorite husband ever?” You questioned as Hoshiumi remained skeptical.

“Well I guess, it’s just that the last time you did this, you told me you were pregnant so obviously I’m a bit nervous Yn.”

You waved your husband off, “well I can’t possibly be pregnant again if I’m already pregnant can I?”

“I guess not,” Hoshiumi responded, resigning himself to finally enjoying the food you’d prepared.

“I mean it’s not like I bought a super expensive baby stroller that you told me I shouldn’t buy but I ignored you anyways,” you smiled as Hoshiumi glared at you, food halfway to his mouth.

“See I knew you couldn’t be trusted!”

#hinata shoyo #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyo x you #Hinata shoyo x pregnant reader #kageyama tobio #kageyama tobio x reader #kageyama tobio x you #kageyama Tobio x pregnant reader #hoshiumi korai #hoshiumi korai x reader #hoshiumi korai x you #hoshiumi korai x pregnant reader #pregnant reader #tw: pregnancy #reader insert #haikyuu time skip #gender netural #gender neutral reader

[honeystwiggypeach]

krkrkrkrkr hiiii i hope your sweetness and you are doing fine today 🫶 can i request angst to fluff with dad! Sakusa, i can imagine him having a gf and they have a child but ⚠️TW: child abuse i think??⚠️the child mom dgaf about the daughter (i can only imagine sakusa having a daughter omg) and one day while ofc she still a baby she just start to hit her while kiyo is not here and it goes for days and one day he realise so he leave her. Then idk how but him and reader meet and now they’re living their best life🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 but it would be nice to have sakusa finally trusting reader to hold the daughter after months of reader just watching him and the daughters or some ykyk emotional shits 😭

🦦anon 🤩🤩 stay hydrated sweety (literally)

hon, I’m all for single dad!sakusa, unfortunately I’m extremely uncomfortable with any type of abuse(especially towards children) this isn’t your fault or anything, my rules weren’t clear(it’s not this ask that made me realize this! It’s the past few who have been confused on the type of angst I’ll write😭)so the most I can do for you is the mom being rude about the baby and wanting nothing to do with her(just kind of wanting Kiyoomi??) so that’s what I wrote I hope you don’t mind that I modified this and that you’ll like it!

Thank you so much for requesting!! I also think of sakusa as a girl dad!! Stop you’re so nice😭😭that’s like the cutest nickname ever thank you???

Also very sorry about the nasty things Habiki’s mom says I don’t like her:(

Tw- absent mother, cursing, neglectful/bad mother, body image issues, post-pregnancy body and mentions of being unhappy with it, post pregnancy body is blamed on the baby?,toxic motherhood, trust issues, I’d say this could teeter the edge of verbal abuse, toxic relationships, pls pls let me know if I missed anything!!!(I wouldn’t read this if you’re uncomfortable with any situation that could cause trust issues, or being mean to children!)

Sakusa had been hesitant to even think of you in a romantic prospective. His ex girlfriend and as much as he hates to say to say it, Habiki’s mother, as far as he was concerned she’d just appeared one day and that was it, unfortunately she’d been a bit of a bitch to Habiki when she was born. Habiki the poor little angel hadn’t done a thing wrong, not that Sakusa ever thinks she could. Her mother just hadn’t been prepared for the toll motherhood could take on someone, pissed because her body hadn’t reverted back to the way it was before habiki had been born, pissed because she couldn’t see Habiki the way Kiyoomi did, pissed at the world for being infatuated and obsessed with a man who would give anything for a baby you couldn’t stand to look at.

All it seems she’d feel when she looked at Habiki was rejection. Sakusa wasn’t an idiot, he knew this, he could see the disgust in her eyes when he’d ask her to get Habikifrom her nap while he made a bottle, the way she’d scrunch her face up before going reluctantly. It reminded him of the way a teenager would react and he wonders how in fuck he ever ended up with her.

So in the end it didn’t last, he left her and carried Habiki with him. It was for the best as he carries his happy little baby girl into the cafe.

You’re sitting at a booth happy as always, you’ve already requested a highchair for Habiki’s car seat to sit in as you wave softly.

He can’t bring himself to set her down in the highchair…it seems to close to you. He gives you an apologetic smile as takes her from the car seat and sits down holding her close. You’d been friends with Kiyoomi since highschool, he was the first to tell you about the pregnancy, the first to tell you he’d left her. Maybe he’d been your first love, maybe he’d been your only love? Something, because even after all these years you feel a twinge of butterflies when he smiles up at you his eyes crinkling with a smile.

“She’s starting to try and sit up” he whispers and you smile softly.

You’d only seen her a few times, her mother telling you long before Habiki was even a thought, that she didn’t like you hanging around Kiyo. Something about feeling threatened and the way he’d always speak of you.

It hurt a bit to see him so distrusting of you, but you knew it wasn’t anyones fault. He was still scared, nervous he never wanted to put her down. His worst nightmares were ones where he couldn’t find her, they haunted him at night, or laying in bed and hearing someone tell him to let her cry it out, he could never understand that phrase, she was just a baby she didn’t know any better what was she supposed to do cry only when it pleased others?

Over the next few months, Kiyoomi finds himself needing to get out of the house. He could only babble with Habiki so much before he felt like he’d breakdown.

So he finds himself at your house. He holds Habiki’s car seat in his hand hoping she was fully covered from the outside elements before you open the door.

Before he knows it he’s chatting with you as Habiki sits on his lap trying to reach for any loose pieces of clothing as she giggles happily.

And maybe Kiyoomi can remember how it felt when he was in high school, hoping that in the future you’d be the one he’d have a cute little family with, the one he’d marry, as he watches you wave softly to habiki as you smile.

When she reaches out for you cooing excitedly, you look up to Kiyoomi, you know it’s hard for him to trust people when it comes to Habiki but he smiles softly adjusting your arms before propping her up to sit in your lap as she giggles and babbles holding onto your hand that’s set in her lap.

And god, he can’t help but wish that it had always been this way.

You’re looking up to him with wide eyes, “you mean that?” You ask panicked.

His face falls and he wants the ground to swallow him while, what the fuck was he in some type of sit-com? Did he actually say that out loud?

“Kiyo…” you whisper setting a hand on his knee and his head turns to look at you.

You’ve got a soft reassuring smile, understanding eyes, “Kiyo, do you like me?” It’s in the most nonjudgmental voices he’s ever heard just like it’s always been.

He nods and you squeeze his knee lightly, “I like you too”

That’s all he needed to hear, he didn’t want to think about anything else just that Habiki was safe and his feelings were reciprocated.

Let me know if you guys want me to write anything else!! Requests are like my favorite thing in the world!!(also pls read my updated rules before requesting I updated them today!) oh omg I almost forgot too!!! Thank you guys so much for 900 followers??? Do you guys want me to do like a prompt list or anything to celebrate or something?

#anons #🦦~anon #tw toxic relationship #tw post pregnancy body #tw toxic parents #tw bad mother #reader insert #x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu parents #haikyuu dads #single dad!sakusa #mom!reader #dad!sakusa #dad!sakusa x reader #single dad!Sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa x reader

[author0405]

LONG FANFIC!

Iwaoi (soulmates/omegaverse)

AN: Oikawa doesn't have a dick/cock he's got a pussy. Timeskips of them as married couples.

It was another day at the Iwaizumi household both Hajime and Tooru fast asleep at around 2a.m. both their kids Taichi and Towako are asleep in their rooms.

That was until later at 2:30a.m. Tooru heard small feet running to their bedroom and their daughter Towako holding her Godzilla plush in her hand with tears running down her face.

Which Tooru chuckled to himself while laying in bed next to Hajime who's fast asleep.

"Mama?"

"Hmmn, yes baby?"

Tooru said to his four year old daughter who came sitting in front of her mother while her father slept.

Though she came to her parents bedroom quietly trying not to wake her brother up in the next room.

"Sssh, what's wrong baby? Hmmn, you can tell me anything."

Tooru said looking at his daughter with a smile on his face when she sniffled and the tears were still rolling down her face.

"Had a nightmare.."

"Awe sweetie, it's okay. You can tell me about the nightmare later, now go hurry to bed before your brother comes looking for you."

Tooru said as Towako went back to her room and in bed when Tooru felt him being yanked by his husband from behind.

"Hajime? You awake? I know you overhea-"

Then Hajime gave Tooru a tight squeeze and a kiss to his shoulder which made Tooru to giggle so bad.

Of course after Tooru calmed himself from the laughing of how his husband was giving ticklish kisses over him.

But Hajime has been seeing something strange about his husband of the way Tooru was acting now in bed.

"Tooru, you're acting like you're an omega in heat?"

"Hah! How dare you! H-how..."

Tooru said halfway and wanted to cry which Hajime saw that and kissed his lips.

"Haji? What-what was that for?"

"sigh your upset. I can tell Tooru."

"I'm not Hajime! I'm not upset at all."

Tooru told his husband with a smile knowing that he's lying to his husband as Hajime gave him a knowing look.

#iwaoi #haikyuu!! #writing #fanfic #omegaverse #pregnancy #married life

[azaarchiive]

holiday girlfriend - ON HOLD

- semi eita

tags: pregnancy trope, semi being a dick at first, y/n is the sweetest soul, y/n is black but anyone can read tbh

synopsis; you were one of semi’s many flings every time he flew to (country), always waiting for him with open arms. what happens when he comes back to a baby bump?

notes: omg first ever fic on tumble ahh i’m nervous, someone pls tell me how to do that like thing where you can press a word and it gets you to the next chapter pls and thank you. i am still learning about this beautiful site so bare with me while i’m in my archaic era 💀 anyways, tysm for actually reading, hope to see you in the next chapter!

1- fuck semi eita

2- reality check

3- not so surprise visit

4- daddy’s home

5- pie

6- paint, sip and growth

7- for papa

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#haikyuu #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x poc!reader #self insert #semi eita #pregnancy #haikyuu x black reader #black reader #authors #holiday #haikyuu x imagines #haikyuu semi #eita x reader #semi eita x reader

[come-on-shitty-boys]

Just thinking about Atsumu getting hit with stupid amounts of baby fever whenever he finds out that the MSBY marketing team released onesies

#haikyuu!! #atsumu #he'd get all gushy and dote on you #and just take your hands and ask if you can get a baby :(( #He'd do so much research into adoption or pregnancy or surrogacy to help decide the best option for the two of you :(( #cutie pie