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riniackerman · 2 years

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CAUGHT KISSING IN THE LOCKER ROOM

a/n: i need toshi’s massive hand around my head 😢💔

pairing: haikyuu men x gn!reader

featuring: miya atsumu, oikawa tooru, suna rintaro, ushijima wakatoshi

tw: suggestive

♡ MIYA ATSUMU

“tsumu! get yer eyes fixed on the ball! (-) hide behind kita-san or somethin’!” osamu yelled across the court, making your face flustered as kita casually stood in front of you, blocking your figure away from atsumu.

“shut yer trap samu! ‘m just not feeling well today!” atsumu yells back but shortly shrugs his shoulder down when he sensed kita’s gaze was locked on him.

right after the practice match, atsumu dragged you into the locker room. he slammed you against the wall with his hand around your head, ignoring the pain he felt on his knuckle.

little mewls left your lips as well as your pretty moans when atsumu’s tongue slipped between your closed lips. you could feel atsumu’s thick thighs were slowly rubbing between your inner thighs, pushing your legs to open.

“ts-tsumu wait” you tried to push him when you heard noises outside the door. but atsumu was too drunk with your scent and kisses.

atsumu’s body jolted and quickly turned his head when he heard osamu, suna, and ginjima opening the door.

“TSUMU ARE YA CRAZY? THE FUCK YER THINKING YER DOING IN THIS SACRED LOCKER-” osamu yelled his lungs out when he saw his brother making out with his best friend.

“atsumu no matter how much you love (-) you shouldn’t-” ginijima interrupts osamu’s yell but halts when suna stepped forward with his phone in his hand, smirking at you and atsumu.

“keep going, ‘m gonna film this and show kita-san”

♡ OIKAWA TOORU

you were heading to the volleyball locker room after finishing up some homework in the library. you waited in the locker room for your boyfriend to return from the practice while just scrolling through your phone.

shortly you could hear food steps over the door along with iwaizumi's voice scolding oikawa on the way.

"stop hittin' me iwa-chan! just wait!" the moment oikawa opened the door, he saw you sitting down on the floor, looking so effortlessly beautiful with glasses.

oikawa then right away slammed the door and stepped over. he scooched down, tilted your chin with his thumb and index, and kissed your pretty lips. slowly breaking the kiss, he whispered; "you look so pretty babe"

and the moment oikawa was about to kiss you or do something more, he was interrupted by the rest of the 3rd years.

they probably wondered what was taking him so long to get his books, but ended up catching his best friend making out with a 1st year.

“SHITTYKAWA ARE YOU INSANE? T-THEY ARE 1ST YEAR” iwaizumi yells, along with makki and mattsun laughing in the background.

oikawa quickly raised both of his hands and tried to explain. “iwachan it’s not what it looks like!!!!”

but all he got was iwaizumi’s scolds with makki and mattsun imitating oikawa and you, slamming each other on the wall as makki tried to kiss mattsun, earning a smack from iwaizumi on their head.

♡ SUNA RINTARO

after suna’s practice, he quickly brought you into the locker room without any words, as for you who was confused and clueless, you just followed where suna was taking you.

the second after the door closed, suna quickly wrapped his large hand around your waist as he started to kiss you.

you tried to push him away because you definitely saw the miyas walking far behind you two just now on the way.

“r-rin stop atsumu and osamu is-” but suna cut you off with a deeper kiss, ignoring the things you were saying.

pulling away from you, suna’s eyes focused on the door slowly opening, seeing osamu and atsumu pushing each other on the way in.

but both of the twins froze on the place and blinked a couple of times to see his best friend’s hand wrapped around their manager’s waist, and their manager’s hand placed on his broad chest.

atsumu was the first one to talk. pointing his fingers at both of you. “y-you” atsumu spoke, along with osamu following him. “s-suna what-”

both of them ended up yelling and laughing as they ran out of the room. “KITA-SAN THEY’RE CRAZY”, “SUNA AND (-) IS-”

“SHUT YER TRAP MIYAS”

♡ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

because you couldn’t keep your eyes off from ushijima’s thighs, chest, arms, hands, literally every part of him during the match, you waited for him in front of the locker room since you were too needy for his touch.

as soon as ushijima showed up around the corner, you promptly paced and grabbed his large hand, dragging him to the locker room.

you tiptoed while forcing his shoulder to bend down for a deeper kiss. ushijima lets out a little smirk before he wrapped his massive hand around your waist and another one around behind your head.

ushijima then leaned down while his tongue explored inside your mouth, both of you not aware of the door opening.

“wow wow wow what am i seeeeeingggg??” it was tendou. he walked into get his bottle and settled up seeing his best friend making out with a girl for the first ever time.

“well then, enjoy~~” tendou hummed, giving you a peace sign before he walked out, having both of ushijima’s and your confounded eyes fixed on him.

“tendou-san it’s not what it looks like!!!” you yell, simply to earn a hand wave sticking out between the door and the wall. you sigh but halts when you felt ushijima's fingers on your chin.

“can...can we continue (-)?”

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oshicakes · 3 years

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distracting you with their kisses

pairings. nishinoya yuu x reader, hirugami sachiro x reader, bokuto koutaro x reader

genre. fluff

an. hiiiiii! i hope you're doing good. remember to take a rest and stay hydrated! 💖

other: daichi, terushima and suna

Nishinoya Yuu

you invited nishiniyo to your house to study for the upcoming test. both of you greeted your mother first then head straight to your room.

a tray of foods and drink in your hands, you head up to your room.

you saw him panicking a bit. "hey, yuu? what happened?" the closed the door.

"ah! nothing!" he was startled. he grab the tray in your hand and place it on the table. then grabbed your hands and make you sit beside him.

he wrapped his arms around your waist. "i miss you!" then he started kissing your cheeks, nose, lips, chin and forehead over and over again.

"stop, yuu. we were together almost all day." both of you chuckled. it only made him kiss you more on the cheeks.

you avoided his kisses by looking away and that's where you saw something on the floor.

before you could even say a word he cupped your face and kissed your lips. it lasted about a minute.

"babe! i love you! this is just a test of our relationship!" he dramatically said.

"what are talking about?" you pushed him but he clings on your arms. he whines at you.

"nishinoya yuu." you firmly said. that made him sit stiffly but he made this pitiful look.

"what did you break this time?"

he looked away and pursed his lips. "your picture with your favorite artist."

you sighed and looked at the broke picture frame that was originally on your shelf.

"babe, stop rorringue thundering inside my room."

"im sorry! it's kinda spacious here, i can't help it." he reasoned out. he was also scratching his nape.

you didn't reply and cleaned the broken frame. after that you sit on the floor and started looking for what to review.

he slowly crawled at you. "im sorry. i promise not to do this again. please forgive me." he chimed.

you looked at him and he just smiled at you shyly. "come here." you patted the space beside you which he happily obliged and sit there.

"now, read this from here until here."

"y/n!" he whined but you raised an eyebrow on him. which only made him pout.

Hirugami Sachiro

you heard a click on the entrance door of the apartment.

"im home, y/n!" he announced.

"in the living room, sachiro." you looked back and saw him getting greeted and surrounded by the two dogs. both dogs bark and wag their tails to hirugami.

you noticed an unfamiliar tail. you didn't mind it at first but when you heard a small bark. you were about to take a second look but sachiro was fast enough to block your view.

"it's so tiring today. we had a lab that lasted almost three hours." he lazily said as he sat beside you and rested his head on the crook of your neck.

you could feel his hot breathe and he'd purposely brush his lips onto your neck and shoulder. his hands snaked behind your back that was tracing circles on it while his other hands were on your other side.

now, his kisses were going up to your chin and to your lips. it was long and passionate kiss.

it was cut off when you felt a fluffy thing on your feet. you peeped below and saw an unfamiliar white dog.

you pushed hirugami and raised your eyebrow on him. arms crossed on your chest.

"let me guess. you saw the dog on your way back home then you brought the dog home."

"uhmm... i guess ha ha ha."

"nope. get dressed we're taking this dog to the police station." you got up and head to bedroom to get change.

you saw him petting the dog he saw on the street with his slouched shoulder and pursed lips.

the three of you came to the police station while hirugami carried the dog, playing and cooing her. and there, you saw the real owner. he was delighted seeing her dog and thanked the both of you.

on your way home, he was still feeling down. you sighed. "let's have a deal."

he looked at you in confusion. "when we graduate college and move to a larger apartment, we can adopt another dog. maybe two. it depends."

"really?!" he was delighted. he even lifted you up and spun you around. kisses you multiple times on your lips.

Bokuto Koutarou

you saw bokuto with his friends in the cafeteria. they we're all laughing and discussing about something.

you slowly approach bokuto. and when you're you do, you instantly wrapped your arms around his neck and back hugged him.

"what's up? how's the exams?" you greeted them.

they all shot up a knowing look at each other then looked at the nervous and stiff bokuto at the moment.

"well, we-" konoha was cut off by bokuto.

"bub! where do you want to go today, hmm?" he said in full enthusiastic. he guided you to sit beside him. he then automatically encircled his arms around your waist. rest his lips on your cheeks.

"y/n, bokuto-" again, they were cut off by bokuto.

"i know a great yakiniku restaurant near here. let's go there!" he said as he showers kisses on your face distracting you from his friends and the test paper on the table.

you could feel your face getting warm from embarassment, it's the first time he's acting like this infront of his friends especially both of you are in school.

he cupped your face, made you look at him for easy access. he continously shower your face with kisses.

akaashi on the other hand, signaled you to look at the table where bokuto's test paper was.

"wait, kou." you amde him stop. he whines at you but he stopped. "kou? what's this?" you grab his test paper which made him tensed.

"bubs, that's nothing." he tried to snatch it away from you but you glared at him.

"don't be mad at me. promise, i tried answering them and remebering what we read."

his shoulder slouched down and pouted at you then his eyes went 🥺

"im not mad. im sorry. we'll study again together, okay? this time let's focus on the part you are having a hard time." you said as you rub his back.

"really?" he's now smiling a bit. you gave him a kiss on his nose, forgetting that you are with his friends. his head is now buried on the crook of your neck which you automatically caress his head.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #nishinoya yuu x reader #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya headcanons #hirugami sachiro x rader #hirugami x reader #hirugami headcanons #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto headcanons

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seita · 4 years

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― 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗵𝗶 + 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲. ˒ 𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘩𝘪.

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍.

𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁: 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝖼 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗁𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾?

⤿ 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱.

+ 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌, 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗁𝗂. 𝗌𝖿𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋!

― 𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗮𝘇𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗲.

≻ it was no secret that asahi was a big man. ≻ despite that, he had a sweet, tender heart ≻ and very rarely did he ever actually lose control of his emotions. ≻ the especially extended to the bedroom. ≻ most assumed asahi was a soft, submissive man. ≻ or they thought he was a terrifying delinquent who had been to jail. ≻ while it was true he was sweet and soft, he was anything but submissive. ≻ he would never, in a million years, dream of hurting you ≻ but sometimes he got so lost in the feeling of your cunt wrapped around his cock, he couldn’t help but pound your pretty hole until you were were screaming for him. ≻ he almost always felt apologetic and overly apologetic, however. ≻ so he was the type of dom who went all out for after care ≻ even if there was absolutely no need to do so ≻ he was a bit of a worry wart ≻ and he’d feel kind of sad if you didn’t allow him to take care of you after fucking you so roughly ≻ so just let him and he’ll be a happy bean ≻ he usually started off the aftercare with a soft discussion of what had happened, what you did and didn’t like ≻ then, after some cuddling to lower your heart rates and settle your endorphins, he’d set a bath up for you. ≻ sometimes he’d join you and other times he’d whip up something for you to eat. ≻ after that, depending on the time, either you’d both go to bed or watch some tv/movies together until it was time to sleep.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #asahi x rader #asahi azumane x reader #azumane asahi x reader #haikyuu smut #hq smut #asahi smut #hq.headcanons #asahi.headcanons #filled.request

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ninjaimagines · 3 years

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May I request Hitoka Yachi from Haikyuu?

Yachi during the fall is underrated, Y/N thinks. The way the slight chill tints her cheeks and nose red, and the way the wind blows her hair away from her face is really just unfair.

"Y/N, what are you looking at?" Yachi asked as they waited to cross the street, their hands loosely tangled together.

"You, you look really pretty today Yachi, and your scarf is cute." Y/N said, below flicking their eyes away out of embarrassment

"Ahh, thank you! You look pretty today too Y/N! I'm excited to go skating with you today."

Y/N giggled and turned back to her, a smile etched into their features.

"I'm surprised they have ice skating open this year, but I'm not complaining, I wanted to do something different for our date today."

"Thank you for taking me, I really appreciate it." Yachi said, giving Y/N's hand a gentle squeeze.

"It'll be nice too see all the leaves and the colors, instead of snow."

#this feels very blah to me #brain machine broken #yachi hitoka #yachi hitoka x reader #yachi hitoka x you #yachi hitoka imagine #yachi imagine #yachi x rader #👻🎃 event #🎃👻 event #halloween event #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #anime imagines #mod talks

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onlyfortheplot · 4 years

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I’ll Teach ya.

hiiiiiiiii!! i don't wanna annoy you so you DON'T HAVE TO DO THISSS could i have a Osamu drabble with prompt 43- 'Frost the damn cupcakes' of your normal drabbles 🥺🥺🥺❤️✨😻 --- Anon

Pairing: Osamu Miya x Reader

Warning: Implied comments

A/N:

I’M SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG ;-; I hope you like though!!! I acc like it ngl. AND @miyatwins-anon I’m going to bless Osamu’s eyes *winky face*. THANK YOU FOR THE 500 FOLLOWERS! LOOK OUT FOR THE SOFT BOY MASTERLIST! <333 ENJOY <33

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Your hand trembles as you squeezed the soft cream. You tried to be gentle, copying the small movements your boyfriend had made before. A small squeeze, then a quick flick of the wrist. You smirked to yourself as you steadied your grasp.

You got this. You peered your eyes as the delicacy, its perfectly brown asking to be creamed. You smiled at the cupcake. You got this.

You squeezed, as gently as you could, watching as a pink cream leaked out of the tip. You grinned as you pressed it against the muffin, squeezing harder. You gasped as icing spurted all over, coating the counter and your fingers. You groaned as the icing settled, melting over your warm hands. You were more than tempted to lick the icing that dripped down your fingers and onto the counter. At least that wouldn’t be a waste.

“Good job,” You rolled your eyes, as you turned around towards Osamu, who gave you a lithe smirk. You only rolled your eyes harder. Sure. Maybe it wasn’t the best decorated cupcake. You looked at the pathetic dessert, only a drop of icing covering the brown layer.

You groaned, as you threw the pastry bag to the side.

“Fine, maybe it wasn’t the best tactic,“ you begrudgingly admitted, not looking at Osamu.

“Really?“ he looked at you with such amusement glittering in his grey eyes, “This is an important order ya know?“

You snarled as you aggressively untied the apron, that was coated with thick streams of frosting. It was dirty, but you didn’t care. Why should you. Your boyfriend didn’t seem to care. You glared at his amused face.

“Frost the damn cupcakes,“you snarled as you chucked the apron at his face, he screeched softly at the impact, small drops of white frosting touching his face and running down his shirt. He chuckled darkly, as he picked a drop of the cream on his finger, licking it.

“Babe — “

“Don’t babe me,“ you mocked his accent, sticking your tongue out, as you started to walk away.You paused at the second chuckle that dropped from his lips.

“Don’t do that, Y/N,“ his voice dropped down to a whisper, his already deeper voice even raspier as he walked towards you. His hand reached out, grabbing the back of your throat. You gasped slightly, your mouth sliding open, as you squirmed in his grasp.

“No.“ you hissed as he gripped your neck tighter.

“Ya know I don’t like brats,“ he brought his head down to your ear, hot air spreading across your face. “Right?“

You didn’t answer, merely turning your face to look away from him. He clicked his tongue, his hand leaving your neck and gripping your chin, bringing it close to his face.

“I’ll teach ya,“ he pressed a soft, longing kiss on your face, his tongue peeking out as he licked a small drop of frosting.

Oh, yes he will.

But, he won’t teach you how to frost cupcakes

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etherrreal · 3 years

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Shinsuke Kita

✧ “idyllic” (fluff, x gn!reader) ➽ prompt: “your hair is really soft”

✧ “when they’re feeling insecure about themselves” (reverse comfort-fluff, x gn!reader)

Atsumu Miya

✧ “1:14AM” (fluff/comfort, x fem!reader) ➽ atsumu swears he’s not the jealous type, until the pictures you post with his brother prove him wrong.

✧ “when they’re feeling insecure about themselves” (reverse comfort-fluff, x gn!reader)

Rintaro Suna

✧ “when they’re feeling insecure about themselves” (reverse comfort-fluff, x gn!reader)

Osamu Miya

✧ “sweet on you” (fluff, x gn!reader) ➽ you’re on a mission to confess to osamu and you’re hoping that he’ll get the hint with some tasty homemade desserts

Aran Ojiro

coming soon!

#haikyuu x reader #hq x rader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #masterlist #our writing #kita x reader #kita x you #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #osamu x reader #osamu x you #suna x reader #suna x you #haikyuu!!#haikyu

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bruh-haikyuu · 4 years

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Yohoo~! Can i request a scenario where s/o is akaashi’s long time crush and v popular in their school, always smiling to people left and right but she’s suicidal and depressed when no one’s around and akaashi discover it one day? I hope you understand what im saying haha, thank you~!

A/N: I hope you enjoy anon! For anyone who feels this way, it’s always better to talk it out rather than bottle it in, I learned this the hard way :’) // I’ve made the reader female, if that’s alright with you!

P.S: next request is a sequel everyone’s been waiting for ;)) can you guess?

tacenda. | akāshi keiji

word count: 1804

warnings: depressive and suicidal themes!

(n.) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence

16 years old and Akaashi had never seen you cry. Not even once.

He recalled it from the moment he’d known you. From the lengthy days in grade school up until the wee hours in high school. Not a single tear had left the premises of your face.

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When the both of you were in first grade, he had watched you stumble and roll onto the coarse surface of a gravel road. Your knee had gotten helplessly scratched, the injury pulsing with deep, crimson liquid. At the sight of the open wound, your friends had cried and cried, whining about how the indomitable L/N Y/N had been overpowered by a simple road.

Akaashi had watched you from afar that day, the cacophonous cries of your volatile friends pulling his attention away from the family of stag beetles nesting in a tree.

Girls will cry at just about everything, he had thought, the shrillness of your friends’ lament boring into his head. I think Y/N’s going to cry too. I should probably go look for Kaneko-sensei—

“Hey, hey. I’m fine, see? You guys are such crybabies, Rui, Akarin.”

Akaashi’s face had whitened like a blank sheet, unable to correctly register the tone of your voice. Even your friends had stopped crying at your lukewarm reaction.

Your knee had been oozing out blood like a spilled bottle of ketchup, yet there you were, completely impervious to the obvious pain that your wound displayed, laughing and smiling like you always did.

It was from that day that Akaashi realized you were much harder to crack than you seemed to be.

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Ten years into the present, Akaashi Keiji still hasn’t had you solved.

Ten years into the present, you were still the well-liked, striking L/N Y/N he had known since he was six. In fact, you were even somewhat more dazzling each day. It didn’t dismiss the thought that you were an indomitable puzzle he was raring to decipher.

“If you ask me, L/N-senpai’s way cooler than any of the boys. Yesterday, she saved me from a speeding car on the way to school!”

“That’s so lucky, Mayumi-chan! Oh man, I would do anything to trade places with you.”

“When she spoke to me, I felt my insides tingle and everything… is that what it’s like to be in the presence of a deity?”

Lunch time was the only tolerating hour for Akaashi to eavesdrop on any of the school’s ongoing sensations without having to be called out for it. Like any other day, one of today’s hot topics was you.

Ears growing bigger by the second, he caught bits and pieces of the astonished first-year girls’ conversation. As they walked off into a corner, he managed to hear something along the lines of ‘beautiful’, ‘goddess’ and ‘confess’—but even that wasn’t new to his ears.

Yes, you were charming, kind-hearted and an absolute delight to be around but that didn’t even bring him closer to the truth behind your impossible perfection. His acquaintance with you from childhood didn’t do him any favors either, which was a downright pain-in-the-ass.

After all, Akaashi figured, if he was finally going to officially proclaim his feelings to you, he’d have to have at least a tiny grain of yours.

“Hey, Akaashi. You’re awfully quiet today. You good, man?” the captain of the volleyball club poked at him, stuffing his face with his second loaf of yakisoba-pan.

Sighing, Akaashi recollected his composure. “I’m alright, Bokuto-san… and please don’t eat while talking, you’ll choke yourself if you do.”

Bokuto said something, mouth full of yakisoba, bread and variants of sauce, but it all fell deaf on Akaashi’s ears because he had already picked up another conversation about you…

“Man, L/N’s trying out for a student council position again this year, right? That girl’s got a mad stamina when it comes to volunteer work.”

“Yeah…”

The conversation seemed to stray into the usual topics, but there was a malicious undertone that kept Akaashi’s ears on guard.

“…But don’t you think she’s just a desperate try-hard? Sometimes, she seems kind of shallow to me…”

‘Shallow’. That was definitely new. It was new, but it was irrefutably wrong.

Akaashi felt acid rising to his head. His teeth bit into his bottom lip, hard enough to possibly draw blood. He wanted to get up. He wanted to get up and beat the crap out of that guy.

But sitting in the spectator’s seat like always, Akaashi could only frown and watch. You were the star of the show and he was your closet fanatic—his abilities limited to throwing you congratulatory roses at every occasion. He would kill to share that spotlight with you.

The cafeteria began to clear up and Akaashi recollected his thoughts before returning to class. Class 2-6 had Modern Literature for last period—Akaashi wondered if his day could get any worse.

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Practice ran late again with Bokuto’s persistent pleas for him to set for his ‘new’ variant of a cross spike.

Bokuto-san just wanted to do a cross spike while shouting ‘Hadouken’. Akaashi thought. What’s the difference from his usual spikes? I don’t get it…

Akaashi felt a wrinkle settling on his forehead as he double locked the clubroom for good measure. The captain’s insistence had prevented him from submitting the form for a school bus reservation—in fact, it had been Bokuto’s job in the first place. Akaashi couldn’t blame him though; Bokuto’s image didn’t exactly line up very well with paperwork and the Student Council (unless, of course, if it involved trumpeting about himself in front of its female members).

To his relief, the Student Council office was always open until 8:30 pm. It was now 8:15 pm. It would take him only a couple of minutes to drop off their form in the inbox bin. Then, Akaashi could finally sink himself in the warm clutches of his bathtub, surrounded by steam and the maybe that aromatic bath oil his aunt gifted him from Okinawa…

However, upon noticing the light streaming out of the rectangular, translucent window of the office accompanied with a faint sniffle from within, Akaashi felt his blood run cold.

It’s only 8 pm. It’s impossible. Ghosts don’t roam around student council offices, right…? I hardly think they’d come to this high school either… Oh no. How did that prayer Grandmother taught me go again?

Swallowing sharply, Akaashi’s fingers took the shape of the door handle and he pushed, eye screwed tight against whatever was going to greet him. “S-sorry for the i-intrusion.”

“Akaashi-kun?”

Akaashi let out a guttural noise inside his throat, teeth pinned to a grimace. Pupils adjusting to your slouched figure, he sighed, relieved that you weren’t any form of a Yuki Onna. However, your eyes were bloodshot, hair sticking up in various places. Any traces of your “perfect” appearance had been washed away with the tears that scarred your cheeks.

Looking at you in this state shattered Akaashi.

“I’m sorry.”

Meeting your darkened gaze, Akaashi murmured, “What?”

“I’m a selfish person for saying this, but I don’t want any of it anymore.”

Akaashi didn’t know how he didn’t notice the glint of a silver blade encircled by your fist until you pointed its tip at the upside of your wrist. He didn’t even think by then. He didn’t even think about the reservation form he dropped on the floor. He didn’t even count the steps he took to bound over the meeting table. He didn’t even think about how roughly he yanked your wrist away, knocking the cutter into a dark corner of the room.

He didn’t even think when he shouted, “Don’t!”

You furrowed your brows, palms clenching in resistance to his iron grip. “Are you stupid?!”

Akaashi’s hold on your arms slackened at your words, but he knew better than to let you go.

“I can’t take it anymore. It’s all too much!” more tears clump at your eyes, threatening to spill on Akaashi’s uniform slacks. “I tried! I tried to make everyone happy, but all they did was hurt me. It’s all my fault I’m like this. Please let me go, Akaashi-san…”

Your voice grew soft as your cries receded into gentle hiccups swaying in the windless room.

“Please let me end this…”

Akaashi felt the same acid from this afternoon bubble in his throat again, but this time he made sure it spewed. “Are you stupid, L/N-san? You can’t make others’ happy unless you’re happy yourself. Everyone knows that, you idiot!”

Akaashi felt his insides crumble as soon as his head registered the fact that he had called you, the most popular second-year at Fukuroudani, an idiot. But at least his words had stunned you so deeply you fell silent.

“Do things that make you happy, L/N-san,” he spilled, filter for words dissolved into nothingness. “It’s okay to take breaks and say no. Talk it out with someone you’re comfortable with. I’m even more positive that your friends will be happier if you were honest with them about your feelings. But doing things like…”

Akaashi’s attention caught the teasing shine of the cutter next to a potted plant.

“…this, would just make them miserable, won’t it? You may not see it, but everyone admires you. I admire you too. I would give anything to be like you. Kind, patient and all the more charming… You may not see it, but a lot of people are already happy just with your existence. That was you, L/N-san. You made them happy.”

Your gaze turned to that of a defeated puppy. A stray tear rolling down your cheek, you slid your arms down to take Akaashi’s hands in yours. In the midst of all the tension, his hands really felt like a warm bowl of miso soup. You really wanted to drink it all up to a finish.

“I’m really sorry for all the trouble I caused you, Akaashi-san.”

“It’s alright. Sorry for calling you an ‘idiot’,” saying more things than necessary really tired him out, but his energy really knew no bounds when it came to you.

“I-I’m really sorry, ‘Kaashi-san…’M really s-sorry…”

The hiccups returned and the dam to the waterworks burst at the linger of your voice. Despite all your trembling, Akaashi made it a point to hold you like he was never going to let go. If he had known from long ago, he’d tell you every day that he loved you, regardless if the feeling was mutual or not.

But he didn’t say a word for the length of the evening that he held you. His embrace seemed loud as it already was.

Akaashi Keji was 16 years old when he first saw you cry. And he was only 16 years old when he promised he was never going to let you feel that way ever again.

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