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sugawarassoulmate · 2 years

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it's samu's birthday 🥹 (and atsumu's but this isn't about him sksks)

words: 652 cw: fem!reader, sleepy sex, dubious consent, minors dni

"get off of me," he groans once again, making no effort to push you away. osamu won't admit that he's hard right now, cock pressed against the soft fabric of his sweatpants. it's all your fault, really. your small hands keep rubbing against him while you kiss the sensitive part of his neck.

he just wants to go to sleep.

you're straddling his lap, hand slipping under his sweats to wrap around his length. if osamu had been more awake right now, he'd probably question why you were being so forward with him. you're usually never like this—always so shy and timid, even after all this time.

but tonight's different, you're grinding on him and doing everything in your power to turn him on and it's fucking working. a long day at work left osamu's body sore and sweaty. after a shower, he dropped into your shared bed and didn't want to be disturbed.

of course, you came into the room at some point, ready to be a nuisance and giving osamu the sweetest kisses. he'd never complain about having your attention, but he just wants to fucking sleep. "yer this desperate fer me to fuck ya? can't it wait?" he asks, trying to hide the moans almost slipping from his mouth.

you were fully stroking him now, letting his precum ooze out so you could tease the head of his cock. he supposes that's what he gets for teaching you how to be his personal slut, you'd eventually use it against him.

"i can do all the work, samu," you mumbled, tugging his sweats down with your free hand just enough to pull his cock all the way out. his eyes are still closed, so he doesn't see the way you bite your lip upon seeing his thick length hit his stomach. "wanna make both of us feel good."

he shrugs, letting you do what you want with him. "don't expect me to help. ya want it so bad, better make sure both of us get off."

osamu expects you to suck him off or give him a handy and maybe after he cums, he'll be nice and eat you out. he knows his words are harsh but there's no way he'd leave his dumb baby high and dry.

but you go beyond his expectations when osamu feels the wet warmth of your cunt sinking down on his cock, easily stretching your walls until he's buried as deep as he can go. "fuck," he grunts, definitely not ready for any of that. "holy shit gimme some kind of fuckin' warnin' next time, idiot."

"sorry," you hum, waiting a few seconds before grinding your hips ever so slightly. how did you get so wet? were you really that desperate for him? does he need to pay more attention to you? you're fucking insatiable.

osamu grips the bed sheets, trying to keep his word and let you do everything, but it takes all of his will not to buck his hips into you. what has gotten into you? he's definitely not upset at this new side of you tonight, but it's so uncharacteristic. "shit, what's this fuckin' attitude of yers?" he whines, opening his eyes to see you bouncing on him—a sight he'll never get tired of.

"you really don't know, samu?" you giggle, easily creating a steady rhythm. you pull your shirt up, letting your tits bounce freely with every thrust. if osamu had the energy, he'd twirl the sensitive buds between his fingers. "look at the time…" you leaned down, changing the angle of osamu's cock inside you, and shove your phone in his face.

the bright light hurts his eyes, but he can clearly see the time. it's past midnight, october 5. oh, he thinks, another curse slipping out when your walls tighten around him.

"happy birthday, baby," you say against his lips. "let me be your gift."

#haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #osamu smut #osamu x reader #miya osamu smut #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu #osamu miya smut #osamu miya x reader #osamu miya #haikyuu reactions #haikyuu imagines #haikyu x raeder #haikyuu x reader #🍑#🍑osamu #bully!osamu

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tendou-satori-chocolatier · 19 days

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Oikawa: *oikawa added iwaizumi, makki + 12 others to the group chat*

Oikawa: *oikawa named the group "oikawa's surprise birthday party"*

Oikawa: thank me later

Oikawa: *oikawa has left the chat*

Iwaizumi: well

#someone asked for reactions to a surprise birthday party but i hope this is close enough😭😭#haikyuu #haikyuu incorrect quotes #incorrect haikyuu quotes #incorrecthaikyuu #haikyuuanime #haikyuuincorrect #iwaoi #oikawa tooru

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jjeulip · 1 month

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Haikyuu boy as sum of the texts me and my bf send to each other.

p.s i'm 9 months older than him ( a little bit of nsfw )

|| Miya Atsumu

Him >> Yikes, I just found some bananas in the kitchen. Gonna eat those.

You << oh! oh! I want a banana too!!

Him >> nah, you can have my banana instead :P

|| Kozume Kenma

Him >> wait- actually, let me get down first.

You << Why? are you on a tree?

Him >> why would i want to fucking climb a tree?

|| Kuroo Testuro

You >> I'm old enough.

Him << and I'm big enough <33

|| Sugawara Koushi

Him >> if you don't listen to me, I will spank you

You << I didn't know you were this kinky tbh...

|| Suna Rintarō

You << I can't sleep..

Him >> Watch tiktok.

|| Tuskishima Kei

You << are you even reading what I just texted?

Him >> my glasses just broke.

You << why?

Him >> a dog was chasing me so I ran and my glasses just happened to be slipped off from my face that moment and I stepped on it, I was so pissed off that I just stopped running from the dog and the dog just stopped chasing at me when I did that. I hate dogs.

|| Oikawa Tooru

You << why are you so big when you're literally younger than me? That's not fair.

Him >> I don't know, honestly. I was just born with it, y'know? natural big D :>

You << I meant your height and body

Him >> oh. 🤷‍♀️

|| Miya Osamu

Him >> *send picture* wanna drink strawberry smoothie that I just made?

You << no?

Him >> let's break up.

|| Bokuto Kōtarō

Him >> sorry I fell asleep _._

Him >> sorry :( I was sleeping

Him >> hello! hello! Babyyy im sry I fell asleep:[

Him >> hey, I was sleeping :')

Him >> heellow, I was sleeping lol

Srsly, bitch- stop sleeping istg. 🙄

|| Hinata Shoyo

Him >> can you dance? Like waacking?

You << no why?

Him >> idk, I have been seeing those dance videos on fyp and I just thought it looks really cool.

You << oh unfortunately I can't do the waccking dance but I can give a lap dance for you. :P

Him >> what's a lap dance?

*five minutes later*

Him >> •/////• sure, I mean.. if you want to.. ig sure.

|| Kageyama Tobio

Him >> *send scrrenshot* my battery is at 2%

Him >> hey my phone is about to die.

Him >> I forgot to plug my phone last night and it's on 3% now.

Him >> sry, my phone died :(

Him >> uh.. btw ma'am.. *send screenshot* my phone is about to die. (Pls don't get mad)

Him >> only have like 2% left *send screenshot*

Him >> *send screenshot, showing you his phone battery is on 2%* :))

|| Akaashi Keji

Him >> hey why aren't you replying to me anymore?

You << sry :( I just got a cut

Him >> huh.. how?

You << I was just trying to grab a little table knife from my desk, and I accidentally got cut

Him >> is it big? Put some medicine in it

You << nah. It will hurt

Him >> hey, go put some.. c'mon

You << :<

Him >> go.

You << it's not even that big, I swear!

Him >> that's it. I'm calling your mom.

|| Sakusa Kyioomi

Him >> I really shouldn't have watch that horror movie tbh.

You << are u okay?

*a minute passes by*

You << heyyy hellooo???

Him >> I think I heard something

You << ok??

Him >> I heard something. Like i'm not even joking.. It sounded like water dropping.

You << probably water dropping from the sink?

Him >> no... the sink never drops water...

You << you are just being paranoid stop 😭

Him >> No. I'm sure, it's not from the sink

You << what movie did you watched?

Him >> the well?

You << oh :)

Him >> HELP ME I THINK THERE IS SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE.

*You had to facetime him until he fell asleep that night*

|| Iwaizumi Hajime

Him >> I'm about to head to the gym, wanna join?

You << nah, I'm comfortable in my bed.

Him >> why did you stay up really late at nights? You should sleep early at night and wake up early at morning. Be productive c'mon.

You << nah -.-

Him >> I'm going for a morning walk tmr. Wanna walk with me?

You << what time?

Him >> 5:30am?

You << please, gtfo.

Btw my bf favorite characters in haikyuu are tendou and koganegawa!!

©jjeulip

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choco4miruku · 5 months

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Really I’m struggling with fanarts but these two deserve it (and so much more)

#aran ojiro #haikyuu!!#hq #arankita #kita shinsuke #haikyuu fanart #haikyuu ships #i wanted to drawing Aran’s reaction but yeah #it’s up to your imagination now

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pakenma · 1 year

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Annoying things they do

Characters: akaashi, bokuto, konoha, tsukishima, hinata, kuroo, hanamaki

Genre: Fluff. not proofread if you see mistakes no you don't.

✰Akaashi : Gets away with literally anything by batting his pretty long eye lashes at everyone and you're stuck standing there like a fool and everyone is like hmm so sad how poor little akaashi is influenced by her. What a naive little boy. It's actually both of your brains creating that stupid idea but he finds a way to weasel himself out of it.

✰Bokuto: Takes showers that are too long and always uses all the hot water so every time you shower it's freezing. Apologies and forgets so he does it all again. Other times he decides to wash the dishes or put his clothes in the washing machine so you're still in the shower with icy water.

✰Konoha: Texts too many people simultaneously while watching a video and doesn't bother pausing his video. Has accidently sent the wrong message to you countless of times and doesnt even realise. When you ask why he wants to know what rika from class 3's shampoo smells like he's not even ashamed just says "lol sorry" and scrolls a few messages up to continue the actual conversation.

✰Tsukishima: Can be real bad at communicating, he'll come up to your house all dressed and gets mad when he sees you in pjyamas and is like what about our date and youre like "?what? We didnt schedule one." Then he realises...he forgot to tell you he's taking you out today...turns away and just silently leaves and you're like "???"

✰Hinata: he insists that you two always have lunch together so if you're revising notes while eating, he'll just pick up a pen and start doodling and forget that he's drawing flowers and your and his initials on BORROWED NOTES and both of you get so embarrassed.

✰Kuroo: likes to hold you, doesn't have to be your hand, he just wants to be in your presence and in your space. Sometimes rests his arm on your shoulders or puts his chin on your head and kisses your crown. It's all cute until he leans his body weight on you as a joke and both of you scream as he topples you over. Then he's a blushing and apologising mess.

✰Hanamaki: literally the worst person in the chat. He sneaks pictures of you when you aren't looking and they're all bad ex, you caught mid sneeze. Edits them like they're memes and has the audacity to USE them in his group chat and uses them to react to you as well. Has a collection for all his friends.

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tinywooniverse · 1 year

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manager!reader hcs

requested?: yes!!!

characters included: ushijima and aone

x chubby reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

gifs are not mine!

i fully know and understand that aone isn’t much of a talker but could you imagine him being a flirt after he gets comfortable. ugh. he doesn’t even realize he’s flirting he’s just so comfortable with the reader that he does these things innocently.

ushijima wakatoshi

the development of any type of relationship between you and ushijima was sooooo slow

on average, you speak a lot less than him and that says a lot.

you only became manager to be closer to him honestly

at first, because of how little you spoke or made yourself known, he didn’t even spare you a glance.

but after hearing the team talk about you and seeing you dote on you so much he began to harbor some feelings for you

he practiced very hard just so that he’d have an excuse to get water and a towel from you

“hi y/n. i need a towel” “oh! hi… here you go”

when you hand him the towel and your hands touch you both just… shutdown.

he turns away, dropping the towel altogether while you scurry away to go get more water.

after that, you guys always spoke to each other. becoming more comfortable with small talk.

one day, after practice, he saw you being ganged up on by a group of boys about your body and instantly went into scary dog mode

after that he took you everywhere you need to be. from home to school, from class to class and all the way back home after practice.

tendou tricked both of you (multiple times) into going on dates (how he did it? he’ll never tell)

he was sure it was the only way to speed up the process you both were dragging along.

at first, it was a shock to you but after a while you just let him manipulate both of you into going out on dates bc you didn’t have the heart to tell him that you knew what he was doing.

“be my girlfriend.” ushijima blurts out randomly on the walk home from one of the date tendou set up for you.

“what?” you say, utterly shocked, stopping in your tracks.

“i like you.” he says, the tip of his ears turning a deep shade of pink.

“i like you too. it’s just,” you start, staring at the ground, “are you sure? i mean there are plenty of girls around who like you as well. wouldn’t you rather be with them?”

“no. i couldn’t care less about them,” he says flatly, “i like you and i like being around you so i want you to be my girlfriend.” “oh! okay.” you nod you head and smile at him, linking pinkies as you continue to walk.

aone takanobu

honestly, you’ve always doted on aone.

he was very near and dear to your heart and you weren’t afraid to show it.

to be fair, you not only did this because you liked him, but also because you knew better than anyone else how difficult it was to have friends when you were a little different.

he enjoyed every ounce of your affection and praise

“hey! it’s my favorite boy!” he starts blushing

“you’re going to have a great practice! you’ve worked so hard.” he blushes

“i’ll be front and center cheering for you so make sure to give it your best!” he’s blushing

“here, let me wipe your face for you.” he’s blushing so hard while you gently wipe his face with a loving smile on your face.

the team never really minded! they knew you were in love with him and absolutely enjoyed the entertainment

however, once aone started to get comfortable with you, the tables turned.

every time you gave him a compliment or showed him some affection he was giving it back to you ten fold.

you wanted to wipe his face with a towel? he would allow it but only if he got to tuck the loose strands of hair behind his ear.

you called him your favorite boy? he was calling you his pretty girl, leaving you with your jaw on the floor every single time.

the confessions were a breeze honestly.

“i’ve always liked you.” “no way! i’ve always like YOU.”

“aone, baby i have to go,” you giggle. he always clung to you after practice, “i’ll see you bright and early tomorrow.”

“why can’t you just stay a little longer?” he asks.

“because you have a game to get ready for,” you untangle yourself from him, holding his hands, “i told the team and the coaches that i wouldn’t be a distraction, especially on game days and the time leading to them. so i gotta get going.”

you go to leave him but his grip on your wrist stops you.

“just one more kiss,” he begs, “please.”

and of course you couldn’t say no, giving him a chaste kiss.

#haikyuu reactions #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu x plus size reader #haikyuu x female reader #ushijima x reader #ushijima x chubby reader #aone x reader #aone x chubby reader

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yoomiomiki · 2 years

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Rich boy! Kiyoomi fucking you senseless in his bed while you wear his necklace with your initials on it because when would you ever learn to stop spending your own money and letting him provide for you . You needed to be taught a lesson and the only way to do it is to fuck some sense into you . If not , how would you learn ?

A/n : Creds to @oomisluvr for richboy!sakusa

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sugawarassoulmate · 1 year

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The reason I asked is because do you remember the truth or dare scene? Well that sorta but with bad boy! Aki and pining!Kei. Someone dares Kei to kiss the prettiest girl in the room instead of kissing readers best friend(his current gf) he kisses reader. The drama would be just *chefs kiss*

OMG YES

words: 529

cw: fem!reader, cheating (kind of), mentions of drugs/alcohol, not nsfw but minors buzz off

the feeling of your lips against his was everything he hoped it would be — sweet, soft, and intoxicating — but it was painfully over before he could savor it and by the time kei comes back to his sense, he realizes that he was royally fucked.

"what the fuck were you thinking? you better be wasted...or high or something!" you shouted at him. yamaguchi was in the living room ushering the straggling party guests out of the house, leaving the three of you and kei's girlfriend — your best friend — left.

it was a blur, honestly, he didn't mean for any of it to happen. kei didn't even want to play that stupid game. what university student still plays truth or dare? kei told himself he wouldn't do any stupid dares but yamaguchi, alcohol still heavy on his breath, asked that he kiss the prettiest girl in the room.

his body moved without thinking, brushing past his girlfriend who had her lips already pursed in preparation for a kiss. but kei instead reached for your unassuming mouth, pulling you in for a kiss that left the rest of the room watching in horror.

"she won't even talk to me," you groaned. kei's girlfriend ran upstairs in embarrassment after the kiss, locking herself in one of the bedrooms and refusing to come out. "she thinks there's something going on between us. how could you do that, kei?"

"tadashi said to kiss the prettiest girl," kei mumbled, too ashamed to look you in the eye.

you scoffed, body buzzing with the anger boiling inside. "yeah, it was a freebie to kiss your girlfriend, dumbass!"

"but he said to kiss the prettiest girl in the room," he repeats himself, this time plucking up the courage to look at you.

"don't say things like that, kei," the anger suddenly disappears, replaced with a gnawing feeling in the pit of your stomach. "i don't think of you in that way."

"because of him, right?" kei didn't have to say his name, the look on your face confirmed everything he already knew.

there was a reason why you were so grumpy before the party started. kei knew you had been talking with his brother earlier that day, probably begging him to stop by "just for an hour or two" but, being a few years older, the thought of hanging out with a bunch of uni students didn't sound like a fun night for akiteru.

hell, kei didn't want to be here either, even with his girlfriend bugging him the entire time. but when you asked him, he jumped at the chance knowing full well that there was another tsukishima on your mind.

a part of kei—stupidly, foolishly—thought that you'd appreciate him more if he spent more time with you in ways that his brother didn't but none of it ever mattered.

"i'm gonna try to get through to her," you finally say, pointing upstairs. "someone's gotta comfort your girlfriend."

you leave kei standing alone, watching you bounce upstairs to try to fix his mistakes. he wants to reach for you and pull you into an embrace but he's sure that you'd only reject him again.

might make a part 2? 👀

#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei #kei tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu reactions #akiteru x reader #tsukishima akiteru x reader #🍑#🍑tsukishima #pining!kei

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midnightlee25 · 11 months

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Yandere Reaction: Their darling going through baby fever

(Everyone is over 20.)

Shoyo Hinata:

It seems he has also caught some baby fever given how excited he gets when his darling brings it up. He’s ready to start a family with his darling whenever they are plus, he has plenty of stamina for as many tries as it takes. If his darling can’t have kids for any reason they can always adopt or try any more methods his darling wants. At the be difficult the day he would just be happy having a family with his darling no matter how it got started.

Taiga Kagami:

He is hesitant at first but will warm up to the idea with time. He will wait to see if his darling mind changes so after about half a year is when he will really get down to business. No matter what method they use he is going to put his all into making it happen.

Mikoto Suoh:

It does amuse him for the most part. He will watch them for a while with their lingering around baby items or with them dragging him into one. He is another one that waits to see if it's just a phase or not. If it turns out they are serious about it then he will brace himself for fatherhood.

Karma Akabane:

He is going to be a big tease about it but in the end will give them what they want. Sure, he will give his darling the world if they wanted but it’s a world with strings that will only tie them even tighter to him making it even harder to get away from him. That isn’t to say that’s all the kid is for because he will love them and teach them everything, he knows like any true father would.

Reki Kyan:

is also hesitant but it won’t take that long until he agrees it really just takes him a few days from the time his darling tells him what they want. The more he thought about it the more he loved the idea of a child with his darling.

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jjeulip · 18 hours

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kuroo. osamu. tendou. oikawa.

"stop looking at me like that" you muttered.

he softly chuckles at you as his face gets closer to you still staring at you like you're the most purest thing on this earth. "you're cute" he whispered a little. alright- kinda hot.

suna. nishinoya. semi.

"so why'd you suddenly stop texting me last night?"

he looks at you with a question mark look on his face. "what?,.... .-. oh., i fell asleep." and when he sees your reaction he couldn't help but laugh softly. He wraps his hands around your waist and give your neck several light kisses. "sorry ma'am, i will make it up to you now yea?"

atsumu. tsukishima. iwaizumi.

"___" he calls out your name from behind.

"wha-" bang! he suddenly pinned you down on the table. As your back hit the table, an 'ow' came out of your mouth, you looked at him who is on top of you right now. "what was that for?" there was a smile on his stupidly handsome face as he looks down. "just recreating one of my dream's scenes last night y'know?"

©jjeulip | all rights served.

this was short TT

#haikyuuxreader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu reaction #haikyuu fluff #sports anime #suna rintaro oneshot #kuroo tetsuro x reader #haikyuu headcanons #oikawa imagine #haikyuu nishinoya

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touchlikethesun · 12 days

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incredible top tier akaashi and tsukki moment i have no notes

#i've reblogged many gifs of akaashi from this scene but not may of kei and honestly #kei's reaction is so great here he's sooooo frustrated that akaashi set to bokuto at the last minute like he ran for that but it was too la #and akaashi... he so knows what he's doing that smug little antagonising face #all three of them are so good at pushing tsukki and getting him to care it's so fun to watch #sorry for the gif quality but it doesn't work as well as a video or as still images and i'm not good at editing #akaashi keiji #tsukishima kei #aktsk #summer training camp arc #haikyuu

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sashimiyas · 1 year

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TIme is a fickle thing

Summary: Suna’s patience runs thin while he waits for you to give him an I love you back

Word count: 2.7k

Genre: angst; ex husband Suna and ex wife reader; the fourth installment; depictions of an unhealthy relationship; one threat of violence; Suna is quite volatile but that is the theme

A/n: they make me so emosh! if you want a happy ending, stick with Back to shore. Otherwise, this is a continuation to Frost

Cutting open a scar doesn’t undo the evidence of the first gash.

Suna realizes quickly but he cannot help but press, indent his affections as though it could erase former transgressions. Yet it’s hard to ignore your watery expression whenever he whispers the three words, the way you retreat whenever he tries to progress forward. His intentions are sincere and yet this feels like punishment.

Why does loving you always feel so guilty?

Suna leaves your front door once again defeated and maybe just a little hopeless. He doesn’t want to say it, but the novelty of it all, of the I love you’s spoken as greetings, whimsy, as alibis on the good natured jokes he likes to tease you with, and the farewells, it’s turned into an onerous load that he struggles to bear.

And he’s mad at himself for thinking that, for being so hypocritical when he told you he could wait, mad at himself for fucking up everything because it wouldn’t be like this, feel like this if the past didn’t happen.

It must be his fault for thinking things would have changed.

When has he not agonized over your existence, rueing it and thanking whatever it is that brought you into his life. The turn of this new chapter seduced him into the idea of a happy ending when it’s anything but. Suna feels like he’s sprinting to the finish line that doesn’t seem to exist.

He takes a scalding hot shower once he gets home that blots his back pink in the fresh shape of misery. The downpour mixes with his tears. He doesn’t even realize he’s crying until he hears his sobs echo back at him.

What’s even sorrier is the way his eyes shine when he wishes you good night. The message is filled with stupid emojis and a cheesy Facebook mom meme for good measure because he knows they irritate you in the it’s only funny because it’s from you kind of way. How pitiful it is that he cannot settle into bed until he receives something back.

And it’s still not an I love you.

So Suna lays on his mattress in the shape of a star and he stares at his ceiling. He replays the moments he’s spent with you, a practice he’s now done for the past few weeks, considers every action he’s made, and he tallies all the smallest missteps that have led him astray.

Maybe he does need to rein in his affections with the way you’re no closer to saying it back. He can’t tell if he’d rather be strung along by the imaginary pull of possibility or for it to dangle and rest beneath your tongue. While he laments his situation, a budding weed grows in between his ribs, resentment in the shape of a thorn.

There’s an apathy that slackens his gait when he meets with you the next day. He’s so used to walking on eggshells that this liberation feels heavy. Downtrodden when he greets you and you notice immediately.

“Rin?” you ask in a tiny voice. Suna’s hands, curled in his hoodie pouch because all he wants right now is to protect himself, forgets all about it. Fuck self preservation when you look at him like that with a concern for his wellbeing that makes him actually feel important.

Your warmth stings into the cold of his palms. Fingers blindly reach into the spaces between his and you look at him imploringly and Suna finds himself wanting to apologize.

He sees a vision of his past, of a fast fashion blazer and documents with two separate signatures. That precedence makes him weary, that despondent expression of yours one he’d never want to be the cause of again. The man pulls you in and desperately mumbles an I’m sorry into your temple.

“It’s nothing,” he assures, “don’t worry.”

“Hey, you poop,” you peel yourself from him with a small push of his hips. “What’s wrong?”

You trace the bones underneath your fingertips and blink while you patiently wait. Suna wants to tell you, wants to bare himself open because that’s all he’s ever wished. He wants to be true and honest and completely yours but why won’t you tell him what he’s doing wrong? What is the secret to getting you to say that you love him back?

But then you slink your hand up his abdomen and he gets lost at the way it swims past his chest, sloping up his neck so that you can dig your fingers through his hair and tell him, “I’m worried.”

The sensation is sedating. He spills into you and you hold him carefully like a pile of unwound yarn. What was he thinking? What’s another lifetime to the years you’d spent separated? When all he had were memories and spared glances?

Suna pulls your other arm around his neck and draws himself to you. He inhales and leads you on top of him as he seats himself onto your barstool.

He likes the way you look above him, and it’s impossible not to admire you with the most adoring eyes. Suna settles on the fact that you’re real and in his lap and just barely his and decides to ignore everything else.

“I was being stupid,” he says distractedly as he brushes below your jaw with his knuckles. “Forget about it.”

“Are you sure? You can talk to me.” You pinch the strings of his hoodie in anxiousness, “shouldn’t we be more, I don’t know, open this time around?”

“Yeah? You have some shit to complain about?”

Suna laughs at the face you make, puckered and suspiciously sweet, “your feet are fucking cold.”

The athlete has to kiss you to stop himself from laughing too hard.

“I’m serious! They’re like icicles and they wake me up at night.”

Your giggles join his when he tickles your ribs, a perfect symphony he orchestrated. Happiness is shared and it’s with you.

“I’ll wear socks if you buy me them. I’ve always wanted some weed socks.”

“You don’t even smoke.”

“But they look cool.”

You snort, “okay. That’s it?”

“Yeah,” Suna nods with his eyes on your lips. He drags you down to him and his eager lips, “that’s it.”

He feels like he’s holding the sun in his arms. It’s amazing how your body can hold all the warmth that he’ll ever need and the fear wanes into nothing but words of adoration.

“I love you,” words fluidly slipped between chaste chasing of lips.

You kiss him instead of saying it back.

And the illusion shatters. Suna presses his feet against the floor so he could move back, creating distance between the two of you. He holds his arms out straight to push you away.

You still on top of him. Concern is apparent on your face and there’s a piece of him, that thorny little bud, that just hates the look of it.

“What’s wrong?”

“You tell me.”

You sputter as if he’s said something absolutely inane and that anger, the one he thought had burned away, coils tighter around the bones in his chest.

“What are you—? Nothing.” With the moment lost, you step out of his lap and stand in front of him with a helpless shrug. “Nothing’s wrong.”

Suna finds himself standing too. He’s defensive and scared. He’s offered everything he has so what does he do now that he still isn’t enough?

“Then why do you look like you’re going to cry every time I tell you I love you?”

He watches the way you recoil into yourself. You hunch over with pinched shoulders as if to shield your heart and the image stings when he’s opened up his ribs and left his on display.

“Why do you make me feel guilty for the way that I feel?”

Your face breaks in devastation, but Suna is too busy being swallowed by the depths of frustration to even care.

“I don’t mean to. I’m just—“

“You’re just what?” he goads, then fills the silence of your response with his pent up rage. “Scared? Again? Like I’m fucking not?”

Suna’s breathing erratically and his heart is working just as hard. He wants to break something, run some sprints, he doesn’t fucking know. Just do something to rid himself of this feeling.

And all you do is just stare at him wordlessly with no response. Just the same as every time he bares his feelings for you and he’s had enough of talking to a fucking wall.

“Say something because clearly anything that comes out of my mouth hurts you.”

“Rin,” you plead with a step forward. He flinches away slightly, making you halt in your step. “I’m sorry. Let’s talk this out.”

All he does is look at you because Suna can’t trust the words that could slip between his lips You try to reach for him again and he lets you place your hand on his forearm. He gulps at the touch, swallowing a despair that builds in his throat, but makes no move to pull you in.

“I—“ your expression is distraught. You stumble over the vowel repeatedly, dancing on the precipice of everything he desires. “I-I… I’m— I…” you shut your eyes and shake him in your grip, head pressed against his chest. “I’m trying. I want to.”

“Is it me?” Suna has to ask though the crack in his voice makes it difficult.

“No. No, it’s—“

“It’s what?”

“It’s us.”

If Suna thought he was broken then, he doesn’t know what he is now.

“You’re my ex-husband.”

He takes your hands in his, “and I don’t want to be that anymore.”

“Me neither,” your eyes shine at him in a plea, “I don’t want that either, I promise. I’m just so confused and I need time to think it out and talk it out. I’ve been talking to my friends and Komori’s been helping me—“

“Wait,” Suna whips his wrist to loosen your grip on him, “who is Komori?”

His newfound rage has your hands reaching for him. They wave in the air as if trying to smother his fire but Suna only repeats himself with a singular step back.

“Mo-motoya,” you finally tell him while looking guilty.

“Motoya?” He laughs at the name. Something viscous builds in his gut and it takes too long for him to realize it’s jealousy. The feeling is almost unrecognizable and Suna realizes it’s because he can’t remember the last time he was.

Regret? Yearning? Self pity? Yes, a perfect cocktail for an ex husband but jealousy had never been in the mix. He wasn’t allowed to, not when Suna knew his place in your life as someone on the outside, as someone who once was.

Now he is someone who is. He is yours. He could be all that you need.

“Since when was Motoya your friend?”

“After we divorced. He reached out to me.”

Suna’s barely cognizant. Rage clouds his mind along with the memories of his teammate offhandedly asking about your wellbeing on occasion. He thought that concern was for him when in reality, he’d been talking to you behind his back.

“You’re fucking kidding me.”

“We just got divorced and he—“

“You’re never going to let me forget that, are you?”

“What?”

“You don’t have to say it.” Suna runs a hand across his eyes, tired of looking at you for once with that confused expression like you’ve never done anything wrong. Are you blind to what you’re doing to him? Do you even care? Have you been leading him on this whole time? Is this your version of some sick and twisted plot for revenge? “I know that’s all you see me for. You hate me for it. I’m the guy who fucked up. I’m the ex husband. That’s all I am and that’s why you can’t even say you love me back.”

You don’t even grace him with a response and that’s enough to prove that he’s right. The confirmation forces fury to flow into his palms.

“That’s why… that’s why you can’t even talk to me– why you’re talking to Motoya.”

“Everything’s so complicated,” you murmur. “Don’t you talk to your friends about us too?”

Suna’s never considered it. He never needed advising because with you as one of the options, who else would he choose?

He follows your example anyways even if it’s out of spite. Suna’s never been a guy to air out his laundry but if that’s what you want to do, then he will too.

Osamu meets him at his house at the whim of his call. Perks of being your own boss, he guesses. The man mostly responds with facial expressions as he explains his situation on their journey to dinner, refraining from offering advice unless prompted.

He does whisper into Suna’s ear when they enter the restaurant, grazing an elbow against his, “ya gonna be alright?”

“What the fuck is he doing here?”

“Ya know he would have never brought him if he knew,” Osamu pulls him back by the sleeve when the athlete takes a step forward, “ya know that’s how Tsumu is. They’re in their puppy love stage.”

Love. The sound of the word brews an acrid taste in his mouth.

Osamu senses the oversight of his word choice and tries to correct himself, “I mean, they’re attached to the hip right now, ya know?”

“They’ve been together for a year. How are they not tired of each other at this point?”

“Rintaro.” It’s all Osamu says and it sounds a little too familiar to their former captain. It instinctually has him straightening his spine without pushback. The sound of it rattles across his skin: a warning, a reminder.

So Suna takes a breath. He’s different. He’s grown and Osamu allows him to approach the table despite his initial hesitations.

“Oh, Suna, Samu,” Atsumu happily greets. Their arrival has Sakusa removing their intertwined fingers from the table but just by Atsumu’s expression, he can tell they’re now holding hands underneath it.

Suna does his best to commit to his unaffected persona when he sits next to Komori’s cousin with Osamu opposite of him and near his brother. The chef prompts him with a thumbs up every so often, a questionable look whenever they cross gazes. He waves him off every time, focusing on his phone that he closes and reopens apps on. Who was he to think time has changed? You haven’t reached out to him since he walked out on your last argument. It was stupid of him to think any of this would turn out different.

“Hey, Suna,” the man glares when his shin is struck with a shoe. Tsumu simply dismisses it. “Aren’t ya the one that called us out tonight? Why ya staring at ya phone then.”

Samu nudges his brother a warning that the other doesn’t seem to catch.

“What? Omi and I were planning a movie night and then all of a sudden Suna calls to meet– Hey!” Atsumu dodges his brother’s smack and counters with his own precise hit, “I’m just saying! He should hang out if he actually wanted to.”

“Shut up Tsumu,” Suna’s patience is running thin and really, he didn’t even want to do this. He wants to be in your bed or his, with you. He wants the two of you to be okay and maybe he’s being unreasonable. This is confusing and Suna might be asking a lot. He should text–

Slam.

“What the hell is up with ya, Suna?” Equipped with his famously menacing glare, Atsumu’s halfway up his seat and leaned over the table, “ya call us out but then ya decide to ignore us all night.”

Osamu is already pushing his brother away to diffuse the situation but Suna's always been petty, “I called you and Samu.”

He goes on to glare at Sakusa who comprehends much quicker than his boyfriend. The man doesn’t even spare him a glance.

He simply stands up and says, “let’s go, Atsumu.”

It makes Suna laugh because who is he to be all high and mighty when he has a cousin who, the whole time they’ve been teammates, never mentioned he’d been talking to you? Who never once felt compelled to tell him what should have been a harmless truth?

“Sure, see ya. But Sakusa?” Everyone turns to face him, “tell your cousin to keep my wife’s name out of his mouth.”

Sakusa spares him with a blank expression. He allows a single moment to pass.

“Do you mean ex wife? Or did you happen to marry another sorry woman on a whim?”

Vows aren’t meant to be broken but maybe Sakusa’s fucking face is.

#reina.writeshaikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu angst #suna rintaro angst #currently sleeping rn! she’s q’d bc live reactions are scary

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