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blucassiopeia · 11 months

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Vanilla Twilight

ー requested by anon!

warnings: angst, mentions of su!c!de, freak accidents, depression and moving on

a/n: um, anon, and all, i don't know if you can enjoy this but have fun reading! but don't let this piece confuse you, but it's okay to be confused, just ask me wink wink

listen to the song

Osamu remembered the frantic airport staffs, inaudible yellings, running around and incessant radio communication. He can just make up a little but got no clue what was happening.

Osamu remembered the cute giggles of the 5-yr-old twins, a reaction from a silly-faced Tetsurou that he wished he took a picture from to laugh at with the others later that evening.

And you. Osamu remembered your laughters, eliciting from the giggles of your twins, wrapping your arms around your 3-yr-old toddler dressed in Hawaiian shirt seated on your lap. He remembered that he grumbled at the thought that the six of you are seated on a bench just off the waiting area of the Okinawa airport and wearing the same Hawaiian outfits as a pun. He remembered he tried not to blame you for his outfit because you were very attractive in your sundress to blame at.

And thenー

And then, he achingly remembered you crying so hard, a face he and Tetsurou worked so hard to erase from you after being widowed exactly a year ago. You cried after hearing something so illogical for him to also process as he walked with the airport staff to wherever they are taking him.

He remembered bombarding the GC until someone anyone replies something, anything. Much to his dismay, the ones who replied are not with the others. He was shaking, kept guided by the staffs as they enter a frantic room. Some of them shot their eyes on Osamu and he remembered someone whimpered from the side but he didn't cared.

"Sir? Can you confirm things for us?" He remembered he heard a lady talking to him, asking. He nodded so absentmindedly as he stared at his phone, constantly dinging and ringing.

"The one flight you're waiting for is JP3749 from Tokyo to Okinawa flight time 8:45 - 10:30am, is that correct?" He nodded, eyes still in his phone. He remembered he didn't wanna look anyone in the eyes.

"It is a chartered commercial plane and you know everyone on board except for the crew, am I correct sir?"

He remembered shaking at the question. "Is my brother okay?" was the first question he administered to the staffs. It was hoarse, from pending tears and nervousness and anxiety dwelling from within.

"We have the list of the passengers listed from Haneda Airport. We need you to confirm it."

And a clump of paper was issued on his sight, across the table. He remembered he first recognized Yuu's name, followed by Koushi's and the list went on. His eyes scanned it fast.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Hirugami Fukuro

Hoshiumi Korai

Kageyama Tobio

Meian Shugo

Kita Shinsuke

Hinata Shoyo

Suna Rintaro

Miya Atsumu

Heisuke Riseki

Akaashi Keiji

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Yamamoto Taketora

Kozume Kenma

Tsukishima Akiteru

Tsukishima Saeko

Tsukishima Daiki

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Tanaka Kiyoko

The list was still long but his eyes were glued at his brother's name. He remembered blinking so hard, tapping so hard on the desk, shallow breaths, his shaking thighs and falling tears. He remembered wishing he was only dreaming.

"Rescue teams? Are the rescue teams going? Please take me. My brother's in there."

"The airline provided a rescue team, they're maybe en route the crash site, off the coast of Miyazaki."

He remembered asking for more rescue teams but they said they still have to assess the situation. What the fuck, he remembered cursing under his breaths, growling at them for more rescue teams. His friends, his brother needs every rescue personnel right at that moment. He remembered begging on his knees for help, on taking him there if it is what it takes, anything he can do to help save everyone, anyone, especially his brother.

He remembered convincing himself that they are well, and they had a good crash if ever any crash was good and they're just not answering their phones because it's in flight mode probably. But the anxiousness he's feeling was off the charts.

He remembered the stinging sun and the wild August waves of Miyazaki and how he wished he had a picture of you to calm him down while heading to the actual crash site in a speedboat. He left you with Tetsurou and the kids in Okinawa, to peel you away from the anxiousness as remotely as possible though he knows that won't help. He remembered and regretted, he should've stayed with you instead.

He remembered his mom waiting for him in the port area where the rescue teams are gathering and he ignored her, still can't find the right words to say, and maybe a big bit guilty for dodging something like this alone. He remembered he stared at her eyes, promising to take his brother home, to which he knew was impossible now, but he had to at least try. His brother was his everything, though sometimes they may bicker but he loved him more than anything.

Six weeks in and still got a quarter of the bodies to recover. He remembered that for every body he saw and recognized, he prayed his brother was just alive and off a beach somewhere, keeping his silly smile intact. Every body he sees and recognizes, he cries for forgiveness and wishes to the stars for anything to quell his unsurmountable despair.

Thenー

Then, he remembered seeing his shirt floating way off the crash site. He remembered jumping to the water, the yells of the rescuers far off behind him. He remembered grabbing it, paddling and crying, hugging it and whirling his head in search for the owner. He remembered diving, to which the rescuers forcefully grabbed him out of the water, scolding him but he didn't care. He was holding his brother's tattered shirt. He knew it's his, he has a matching dark one to which Atsumu gifted him three Christmas ago.

His world fell into pieces.

He can't remember the trip back to Okinawa, but he remembered wishing he was dead like what the others assumed the other quarter still missing. He remembered them assuming they must've been blown up due to the explosion of the fuselage of the plane, he can't listen to them anymore.

He remembered you, crying infront of him, begging for some good news but Osamu just hanged his head low in tears to which you cried your heart out with the others he didn't remember. He remembered the news declaring there are no survivors and how the country grieved for the young lives taken, for the still budding small families of Tadashi, Akiteru, Keiji.. how the Japanese Volleyball Association grieved for all the volleyball players, the bests among the generation. The world grieved with them, but he didn't care much of their sympathy.

He remembered you sleeping in his arms after a long day of crying, him waking up to your sobs and he kisses your head so tenderly to somehow comfort you but he knew he can't ever take the pain away, as much as it can't do to his. He remembered hugging you tight and letting you cry until you both fell asleep.

Then.. he remembered waking up at 2am, without you in his arms. He remembered searching for you in the bed and on the floor, only to find a closed but lit bathroom. He remembered dozing again to sleep. He remembered letting Tetsurou punch his guts out and yelling after Osamu saw your figure sprawled on the cold floor of the bathroom, blood covered the floor, already dried from your wrists. He remembered kneeling and begging for you to wake up, and Kenjiro dragging him away from your body to check some life outta you.

He remembered Kenjiro crying, padding your cold wrist and temples for signs of pulse, and yelled for an ambulance.

He remembered your kids crying.

He remembered that the already shattered world he has just shattered a bit more, now to dust and got blown by the August dry winds.

He remembered praying hard to the stars for one more chance.

He remembered praying hard, asking for a replay so maybe he can change what'll happen.

He remembered praying, crying hard to the dawn skies.

His reminiscing was cutted off by a very familiar giggle and he can't help but smile.

"Chamuuuu~"

He turned his head to face your daughter, Hinata, running towards his sitting self on the beach, basking in the vanilla twilight. She was followed by a bullying Tetsurou and your sons, Takeshi and Mitsuki.

Hinata quickly sat on Osamu's lap and stared at his face, and immediately frowned, wiping dried tears off his cheeks. Osamu kissed her little hands and stared at your face in her face, a spitting image of her mother.

"Let's go. Doc Daisuke is already here to pick us up."

Osamu kissed Hinata's cheek to which she giggled again, her golden-hair blending to the pastel colors of the skies. He stood on his feet and picked her up, huffing as he took one last look of the shore you should've seen. He wishes you're here, wishes you're all here to witness this spectacle.

"I bet they're somehow glad we are still alive and kicking." Tetsurou mused as he too stared at the twilight, achingly slow on turning to a light blue hue.

You might've never known when you're still alive, that Osamu loves you, but he wonders that now you're in a much better place and looking after them, do you realize it? Of how he just wanted you to be happy even if it took a big toll on him? Of how your death, his last thread holding up his happiness, snapped in just one moment unannounced?

Maybe. And maybe he can move forward. It won't be the same anymore but as long as he don't forget his lost friends, his brother, you, it'll suffice, the memory will suffice. For as long as he thinks about you, he won't feel so alone. His vast feelings for the ones he has lost is as the ocean and it will keep him alive and moving.

He felt Hinata snuggle on the crook of his neck, and God he wished it was you. "Chamuu~ cold."

"Okay, let's go."

Maybe it's not so bad to stitch back his happiness, with the memories he won't dare forget, to the new ones he'll achieve soon, and to the new people he'll meet, and to the ones that remained, that you had left him.

"I'll reopen Onigiri Miya. What will you do, Tetsurou?"

"Open a volleyball clinic for the kids. Yuki will help after she retires from figure skating in two months, everyone left will help."

"I'm thinking of Fukurodani to be their school, can we finance it?"

"Doc Takashi and Doc Akaashi is going all out for the kids, don't worry."

And before Osamu knew it, they're heading back to mainland Japan after one and a half long year, Okinawa far behind, and plans for the future waiting for him to get signed.

Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.

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fols-eli · 2 years

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FUKURODANI x ⌚ SPONSOR

#haikyuu!!#bokuaka #bokuto koutaro #akaashi keiji #myart #illustration #haikyuu #this was the best shot they could get of bokuto #he kept giggling and staring at akaashi #imagine if i did every team's duo hahhaha #[sweats]

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kybabi · 3 years

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you should do a part two of the hoodie jealousy thing w other members !!😋

reacting to their s/o wearing another guy’s jacket

w/ kita, atsumu, and akaashi!

part 2!

series masterlist here!

(a/n: PLS I LOVE THIS PROMPT SM ugh i just want them to be real :’) but anyways thank you sm for requesting this; you didn’t specify which characters so i did a few of my favs!

also sorry i didn’t post anything yesterday lmao i passed out in the shower HAHAJDK SORRY)

kita

you’ve always loved wearing your boyfriend’s hoodies

they’re soft and warm and they smell like him

neither of you know how many times you’ve stolen his hoodies and honestly you don’t care to count

but to kita, it was getting annoying, as he kept losing his jackets, and soon enough he wouldn’t have any for himself, which he expressed to you

you were saddened, as wearing his clothing was comforting to you, but if it made him uncomfortable you decided you would stop

but today you’ve forgotten a jacket at school, and while kita’s looks warm and cozy, you remember that it annoys him

but during class, your seat partner nudges at you and asks if you’d like to borrow his, as you look cold

you accept happily :)

kita sits down next to you and opens his lunch, holding it out to you as an offering, and you oblige happily, picking up some rice and meat and putting it in your mouth. you hum happily.

for your own lunch, you’ve packed some miso soup and some rice, which is perfect for a cold day. you take a little sip of your soup , snuggling into the sweatshirt and sighing contentedly.

kita looks over at you, not recognizing the hoodie you’re wearing. he tugs gently at the fabric.

“y/n, have you always had this?” he asks curiously.

“oh, no, i just forgot to wear one today, so my classmate gave me his! it’s much softer and bigger than mine at home, anyways,” you note absentmindedly.

something foreign and bitter stirs in kita’s gut at seeing you in the offensive item, and he shifts uncomfortably. he swallows.

“why didn’t you ask for mine if you forgot one?” he asks, voice quiet.

“oh, don’t worry about it, i knew you would say no! i remembered what you said earlier, and it would be inconsiderate to ask you again,” you reply, hoping kita would appreciate your thoughtfulness.

“right,” he mutters, and turns back to his lunch.

in his head, shinsuke knows you’re just being kind, and the thought that you remembered his words makes him happy. it’s a very logical thought, and he doesn’t blame you for thinking of him in this way. but still..

it’s such a strange feeling, the way his emotions are stirring up in him, but he wishes you wouldn’t go to another man when you needed something. that’s why he was there, after all. to be there for you. and now it just feels like he failed at that.

he turns to you. “would you like to wear my sweatshirt instead?”

“no, baby, it’s okay. i know i’ve been a little overboard with everything, so i don’t mind asking other people!” you reassure him.

that did not work as i had hoped, he thinks. he tries one more time, pulling his sweatshirt over his head and handing it to you bluntly.

“shin—”

“please wear mine. and keep asking for them, too. as your boyfriend, it is my duty to provide for you. please see this as an extension of my affection,” he explains.

you stare at him, baffled.

and then you just laugh.

“you’re so cute, shin,” you giggle, pulling the sweater over your head and pulling the sleeves past your fingertips. “i love you.”

he smiles softly, the sight rare.

“and i love you.”

atsumu

a few days ago, you and atsumu got into a little argument😀

“babe, it’s not my fault that other girls are so jealous of you. maybe if you didn’t keep parading around in my hoodies then—”

“so i cant even wear your HOODIES anymore?”

“look babe, i’m just saying that you can’t expect to not get hate when you wear them😐”

the two of you made up, of course, but you decided maybe he was right

so you stopped asking for them, resorting to wearing your own for now

he hasn’t noticed yet

but today you forgot to bring a jacket with you, and instead of asking for his like usual, you managed to borrow another guy’s, and that’s when he finally realized :D?!

“y/n. what the fuck was that?”

“huh?”

atsumu sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as you pull the hoodie over your head.

he had been waiting for you after class, only to see you talking to one of your male classmates, who proceeded to hand you his sweatshirt, which you are currently putting on.

“why are you wearing that?!” he whispers loudly, exasperated. your eyebrows furrow in confusion.

“what do you mean why am i wearing this? i was cold,” you say, shrugging, and continue your path down the hallway.

“but—” he pouts childishly, running to catch up with you.

“but what? i think i like it better this way; less of your fangirls chase after me everyday,” you laugh absentmindedly.

“i didn’t mean it like that!” he whines, tugging at the sweatshirt.

“i know, baby. but i figured you were right, and this one fits me just as well, don’t you think?” you say, twirling. he deflates.

the two of you sit down, taking out your lunches. the entire time you eat, he’s sneaking glances at you. you’ve been practically cuddling the fabric all of lunch, and it’s making him restless. then you nose against the collar of the hoodie, inhaling the scent there, and he loses it.

“just wear mine already, damn it!” he sneers, pushing his sweatshirt into your arms, painfully obvious in his jealousy. you freeze.

“i know you don’t like that people pester you about it, but i like when you wear my clothes. i just want people to know that you’re mine, okay?”

his face has gone completely red, and he’s never looked so adorable before. you take in the sight before he’s bowing his head and muttering something that sounds like a never mind.

you giggle, and pull the sweater over your frame. he looks up at you, still a little flustered at his own outburst. at the sight of you wrapped in his clothing he relaxes.

“thanks,” he mumbles, embarrassed.

you snuggle up to him affectionately, putting your head under his chin and sighing.

“you know, if you were jealous, you could’ve just said so,” you tease.

“SHUT UP!”

“love you.”

“...i love you too.”

akaashi

your boyfriend always let you borrow his hoodies if he had one on him

even if it was the only one he had, he would give it to you

even if he knew he’d be cold for the rest of the day, he made you wear it

but today was different

you forgot your jacket at home, assuming akaashi had brought one for you to borrow anyway

however, when you got to school, you noticed he wasn’t wearing a jacket

and when you had asked him, he’d said, “sorry baby, i had to lend it to a friend. she said she’ll have it back to me by next period, though.”

your heart sunk at the thought of him giving his jacket to another girl, and you turned away to hide your disappointment

you figured you’d just borrow someone else’s for today

akaashi is waiting for you outside your class, there to pick you up for lunch.

you see him, your eyes lighting up, and you walk over to greet him. you’re about to give him a hug before he motions for you to stop, noticing the new hoodie you’re wearing.

“hey, where’s you get that?” he asks, head tilted in a question.

“oh, my friend gave it to me! he said it’d be a little big on me, but i think i like it this way,” you reply.

“oh. uh,” keiji mutters. “i got mine back, if you wanted to wear mine instead..”

“i’m okay, babe. thanks for asking though!”

you start walking, leaving him dumbfounded. you’ve never refused to wear his clothing before?

when he catches up to you and you guys sit down in the library to eat, he looks at you.

“hey, you always wear my hoodies. is something different today?” he asks, nervous. what he really wants to ask is, did i do something wrong today? he doesn’t, though.

your mood seems to grow a little agitated at that, though it’s obvious you’re trying to hide it. he gets even more nervous at that.

“well, no offense, but i didn’t really feel like wearing something that smells like another girl, thanks,” you mutter, jealous.

“what do you mean?” he asks, genuinely confused.

you scoff, frustrated.

“well, you wouldn’t give me your sweatshirt because you’d already given it to another girl to wear, so excuse me for not wanting it back.”

oh, he thinks.

“baby, i didn’t give it to her to wear,” he replies.

“what?”

“she needed design inspiration for her sewing class, and she happened to like the one i was wearing, so i gave it to her for a period,” he explains. you stare at him, and then bury your face in your hands.

“y/n? you okay?”

you sigh.

“i’m sorry for jumping to conclusions,” you mumble. he just laughs.

“‘s okay. it’d make me feel better if you wore it now, though.”

you look up at him to see him smiling softly at you, and you nod happily.

after you’ve pulled it on and crawled into his lap, you nose at him affectionately.

“you were so jealous,” he teases. you gasp.

“WHAT? so were you?!”

“yeah,” he whispers, not arguing, and your face goes red. you hide in his shirt. “i love that you’re mine.”

you sigh contentedly.

“me too.”

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ellewords · 3 years

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haikyuu boys + comparing hand sizes

request from @dammit-jjk : hihi im back! i really loved your head pats hc!! do you mind doing a hc about measuring hand sizes with tsukki, akaashi, and kuroo again? much love!!💕💕

fic notes : timeskip!tsukishima, akaashi, kuroo, x gn!reader, fluff, kinda suggestive but blink and maybe you’ll miss it, headcanons

from elle ! ahhh i’m so glad you enjoyed your previous request ! i hope you like this one just as much <33

➹ tsukishima k.

confused™

you held out your hand to him, and of course the logical side of him thought that you were asking him to hold something for you. so he holds his hand out as well, and he just stands there, waiting for you to hand him your phone, your bag, a water bottle maybe?

but instead you roll your eyes and lay your hand flat against his, noticing how your fingertips couldn’t even reach his when you align your wrists together.

tsukishima furrows his brows as he watches you practically study the way your hand rested on top of his — like you were memorizing every line, curve, and detail.

“what exactly are you doing?” tsukishima asked, looking around the empty halls of the sendai city gym. practice had just ended and he didn’t need any of his teammates catching how absolutely adorable you’re acting.

“i’m comparing the sizes of our hands, what does it look like i’m doing?” you said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world, like it was such a stupid question to even ask.

“really? because it looks like you’re embarrassing me in public.”

you roll your eyes. despite the sharpness in his words, you could tell it wasn’t something to think too much into.

he just stands there, letting you observe each other’s hands. tsukishima may not show it outwardly, but he was melting. you just looked so focused, your gaze was intense, but there was a small smile on your face. he’s whipped and just doesn’t want to admit it

but boy oh boy, when you intertwine your fingers, his heart feels like it’s going to explode — he’s going crazy and it’s your fault hmph.

his entire face is red bet >:)

“is this also your weird way of asking to hold my hand?”

“so what if it is?”

tsukishima bit his lip, trying to stop the smile that made its way to his features, “you don’t even have to ask, idiot.”

he pulls you forward, finally leading you to the gym’s exit. he sneaks a glance at you, only to find your gaze focused on the way his hand held yours, a faint blush spreading across your cheeks.

“didn’t know you had a thing for my hands, yn.” tsukishima teased, leaning down so his lips was just a few inches from your ears and sending shivers up your spine.

➹ akaashi k.

one word : flustered

literally does not know what to do, what to think, or what’s gotten into you

you were in bed one night — about to go to sleep — when you suddenly grab his hand, pressing your palm up to his.

“uh yn? what are you doing?” akaashi asked, head tilted to the side as you stared at your palms pressed together.

you ignore him, and he’s just left to stare at you, completely intrigued at how entranced you were in the way his hand almost covered yours.

he never thought of his hands as some point of interest. he likes to think that nobody’s really paid any attention to them. yet here you were, absolutely fascinated by them.

a soft smile plays on your face as you move your hand around, still pressed against his.

it’s clear that akaashi took care of his hands too — barely calloused, fingernails well trimmed, skin unsurprisingly soft.

“your hands are so pretty ‘kaashi.” you mumbled, intertwining your fingers together.

he shook his head, but still gives your hand a gentle squeeze as his fingers laced tightly between yours, “they’re just hands, my love, nothing special about them.”

“really? well i think they happen to work wonders.”

akaashi chokes on air, a deep red blush coloring his cheeks at the implication of your words

you giggle, already expecting that kind of a reaction from him. you noticed he often kept his hands behind his back — like he was hiding them from the world.

“i really like your hands, sweetheart. you write the most amazing pieces with them, and they fit mine so perfectly…” you continued, while there was a slightly teasing tone in your voice, he could hear the genuine love and affection in your words.

“well, if it means anything,” akaashi takes your fingertips and presses them to his lips, “i like your hands too.”

➹ kuroo t.

this mf

you were always fascinated with the way his hand engulfed yours when he held it, how warm they felt.

he had just come home from work, immediately pulling you to the couch as soon as you got home.

kuroo snuggles his face in your neck, mumbling something about missing you the entire day.

but instead of a reply, you take the hand that gently rested on your waist and rest your palm against his, admiring the way it was obviously much larger than yours.

the biggest smirk spreads across his face once he realizes what you’re doing

“hmm. what are you thinking about, kitten?” kuroo asked, and you could just tell that he wasn’t going to let you live this down.

once again you don’t answer his question, wrapping your hand around his thumb, emphasizing the very noticeable size difference

and he’s just there, eyes wide, wanting to absolutely scream at how adorable you were being — but he thought your neighbors wouldn’t appreciate that lmao

his heart was going insane in his chest, and he’s just so overwhelmed with love because look at you !!! you have no right being this cute >:)

kuroo pouts when you eventually let go of his hand.

“aw, you done now?”

“yeah. but for real tetsu, your hands are unnaturally big.”

“oh?” kuroo asked, an eyebrow arched up, “you know, that’s not the only thing about me that’s—”

“say one more word and i leave you for kenma.” you groaned, pushing him away from you, “i’m getting some of that pro-gamer money.”

yeah, that shut him up for a bit. he’ll still constantly bring up your fascination for his hands for months though >:( good luck bec you’re stuck with him and he has no intentions of letting you go ;(

— request something here.

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frogtanii · 3 years

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warm.

it’s too warm, was your first waking thought as you sluggishly waded through the mound of blankets that encompassed you to get a breath of fresh air (you assumed bokuto and kuroo were the culprits for your warm and fuzzy hellhole). your eyes first fell on the television playing the credits to the second or third pirates of the caribbean movie on mute, the remote haphazardly thrown somewhere to your left as though the person who did so left in a hurry.

speaking of people, there was no one left in the room as you slowly joined the land of the living. a part of you suspected everyone had gone to bed but atsumu or akaashi would’ve woken you up if that had been the case.

belatedly, you recognized voices coming from the front door and your still sleep-addled brain lit up. oh! you thought. food must be here! untangling yourself from the blankets proved to be an exhausting feat because by the time you were done, your body was covered in a sheen of sweat underneath oikawa’s sweats and sakusa’s hoodie.

ugh, gross.

you began to make your way towards the door, the blood rushing through your head preventing you from hearing the details of conversation but knowing atsumu, he was just haggling for a lower price even though you told him repeatedly, that isn’t how pizza places work tsum.

as you drew nearer to the commotion, you started to pick up on the heavy tension in the air, leaving you extremely uncomfortable. you had no idea what the cause of it was but you did know it was making most of the boys upset, who, by the way, hadn’t noticed you creeping around just yet.

a feminine voice rang out from outside the doorway and though you were still attempting to gain your hearing, the sound sent chills down your spine. it sounded saccharine, sweet, familiar, and oh so evil.

even with a head full of cotton, you figured now wouldn’t be the best time to reveal yourself, what with the clear discomfort permeating the atmosphere, but your big fat mouth apparently had other plans.

“‘tsum, just let the poor pizza lady go,” you muttered, the beginnings of a headache making itself known at the back of your skull. you were a little too caught up with the dwarf banging at your head with a sledgehammer to notice the shock that everyone in the room turned to look at you with.

a gentle hand grasped at your forearm, whispering something into your ear before attempting to pull you back to the living room, but that same familiar voice from the door kept you planted where you stood.

“oh, the princess finally makes herself known,” meiko sneered, her face finally coming into focus, striking you with pang of fear straight through your heart. “funny, i thought i left you speechless the last time we... ‘talked’.”

“ya shut yer fuckin mouth,” atsumu lunged at her but was stopped by sakusa’s arm around his waist, successfully holding him in place. meiko just giggled, taking a step into the house, her heels clicking as she glided across the hardwood floors.

in the back of your head, you noted that meiko looked unusually beautiful, her makeup flawlessly done and her outfit complementing it perfectly, almost reminiscent of how she used to be before... well, just “before”.

you watched the boys unconsciously angle themselves as a protective wall around you, the person holding your arm (who you now realized was koushi) pulling you in tighter until your back was resting against his chest.

a part of you couldn’t help but feel a little suffocated but the other, more self preserving, bit felt irrationally safe and protected around these boys. it was nice... or it would’ve been if meiko wasn’t taking herself on a tour around the house as though she hadn’t been living there for almost the past year.

“you all can tone down on the guard dog act. i’m not here to fight,” she said as she pretended to wipe dust off the island. “you’re not?” bokuto’s skeptical voice rose up from behind you, one of his hands finding yours underneath the massive sleeves of your (sakusa’s) hoodie.

meiko shook her head with an empty smile, her perfectly painted red lips stretching unnaturally wide. “no, of course not! i’ve just come here to collect.”

the boys collectively tensed around you, akaashi whispering for kenma to go find yachi and quickly. as he slipped away, you made eye contact with sakusa who gave you an imperceptible nod that you assumed meant one thing — keep her talking.

“collect what?” you asked, your voice coming out weaker than you wanted, but you hoped she didn’t notice. she cocked her head as her eyes snapped to you as if she’d forgotten you were there, but judging by her growing smirk, you knew that wasn’t the case.

“my boys of course!” meiko clapped gleefully, clicking her way over toward kuroo to run her hand over his bicep, laughing when he jolted away from her touch. “they’ve always been mine, you know that don’t you?”

it felt like a cold bucket of water had been dropped over your head. you felt frozen again, the same feeling of dread creeping up your spine as it did when meiko attacked you. in turn, you barely noticed kenma’s return who whispered something to sakusa — an action that didn’t go unnoticed by meiko.

“what’re my boys talking about? are you plotting against me?” she pouted, scooting closer to the pair. kenma visibly paled and moved to hide himself behind sakusa’s broad shoulders. “we aren’t doing anything, meiko.”

wrong answer.

“oh, we both know that isn’t the case kiyoomi. i’m not a fucking idiot.” meiko’s voice filled with venom before moving even closer still. you felt your heart beating rapidly in your chest, your hand gripping bokuto’s even tighter.

what if she brought some kind of weapon to the house? what if she hurt you? what if she hurt them?

before you could think, you were standing in front of the group, the boys calling out your name as meiko’s face lit up. “so the precious little princess wants to take a stand! let me have it then, huh? let me see what all the craze is about!”

despite the fear thudding in your chest, you stood tall, glaring at her with your head held high. “the boys are not yours, meiko,” you declared, her mouth instantly opening in protest but you refused to let her speak.

“they aren’t possessions or objects you can own and treat like shit. they are people, real living, breathing people and they aren’t mine either. they have full reign to do what they want, when they want, to make their own choices and decisions. and you know what? they didn’t choose you or me. they chose themselves and their happiness over any bullshit you or i could try and sell them. so please, for the love of god, get your shit together, put it in a box and take it to fucking therapy.”

by the end of your impromptu speech, your chest was heaving but you felt good. really good. adrenaline was rushing through your veins and you felt powerful. out the corner of your eye, you noticed osamu and daichi standing at the bottom of the stairs with something akin to awe on their faces.

yeah bitches. take it all in.

unfortunately, while you were basking in the feeling of badassery, you completely missed meiko’s eyes lighting up with pure, unadulterated,

rage.

you faintly heard someone call your name before you were taken to the ground by meiko leaping at you like an animal. the two of you scrambled about on the hardwood, her hands yanking at your clothes and leaving scratches on your skin but you were sure as hell giving her a run for her money.

you finally managed to get on top of her, pinning her arms to the ground but that wasn’t before you gained a hard elbow to the side and a bruise to your face. meiko thrashed and shook in your hold but you were not wavering, trying to keep her entirely still for...

well, for what exactly?

almost as though they were on cue, you heard the sound of police sirens wailing in the distance, growing louder as they drew closer to the house. underneath you, meiko’s eyes widened before she began fighting even harder than she’d done before, her erratic movements making it much more difficult to keep your hold on her.

luckily, you had extremely muscular men at your disposal, one of which (osamu — even though he was a dick, he was still incredibly muscular dick) held down meiko’s arms as the lapd stormed the building.

the police officers easily retracted meiko from your arms and cuffed her, taking her to the back of the cop car, despite her loud and insistent threats on you and everyone you love.

very disney villain-esque.

a kind looking officer helped you to your feet and walked you out to the porch where he began to ask you and the boys a few questions. you answered them honestly and you were genuinely proud of how well you were handling the whole situation when—

“bubs, you’re shaking.” sure enough, when you looked down at your hands, you were twitching uncontrollably, the reality of the events that just occurred finally sinking in.

you were just attacked. again.

you and your friends were threatened.

meiko was sitting in the back of a fucking cop car.

“what the fuck,” you whispered, eyes staring unblinking at your palms. the same officer mentioned something about shock, prompting all the boys to gather around you; atsumu pulled you in between him and sakusa, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, kenma and bokuto took hold of your quivering hands, sugawara and oikawa sat off to the side watching you with blatant concern, and kuroo and akaashi spoke to the officer in hushed tones.

the man nodded and shook their hands before shooting you a pitying smile and heading back to the car where meiko was waiting.

“it’s over angel, ‘s over,” atsumu muttered into your hair, pressing kisses to your forehead in between each phrase. you leaned into his touch but you refused to take your eyes off meiko who was watching the whole scene from the backseat, her eyes wide with anger, hurt, and confusion.

you didn’t bother dwelling on it, instead focusing on evening out your breathing and looking at the car drive over the horizon. you heard yachi’s soft voice calling everyone inside, atsumu lifting you up to your feet and walking with you, never once taking his hands off of you.

still, his words echoed in your head, even as yachi spoke of the end of the hyper house, even as the boys brought you to your room, and even as they all automatically cuddled around you in an attempt to get you to sleep.

it’s over. it’s all finally over.

you couldn’t keep the grin off your face if you tried.

℗ poker face

it’s over

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airimiya · 3 years

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HOW THEY MAKE UP WITH YOU AFTER A FIGHT + HAIKYUU BOYS

characters included :: hq setters edition + atsumu, akaashi, tooru

warnings :: the boys being a meanie to y/n and immediately regretting it

a/n's note :: a fluff?? am i going insane??, this is queued heheh, beta-reader is @siravery !

★ ATSUMU MIYA

He was regretting every single bit of that moment, you and him just had a big fight regarding him always coming home late and his disagreement to talk about his matches, it was petty but the way you sobbed in front of him after he had screamed at you was heartbreaking for him.

you cowered in total fear and sniffled as you tried to form words but you were so mentally and physically tired from fighting with him. "princess?” he cooed, trying to get closer, "are ya alright? don't cry now, 'm sorry, c'mere."

and to add to his guilt, you stepped back when he had tried to hug you, but you suddenly stepped forward once again and threw yourself onto him, warm hands holding your waist, while tears fell down your cheek.

he raised your legs and wrapped it around his hips, sitting down on the couch and stroking your wet cheek. "are ya alright baby? i'm sorry hm? i'll try to come home early, don't wanna leave my precious all alone now would we?”

you giggled slightly and nodded and you were relieved to see him smile sweetly at you, placing a kiss on your forehead and stare at you like a rare gem till you fell asleep while your head rested nicely on his shoulder. you didn't fail to hear the faint "i love you" uttered by your boyfriend who slowly fell asleep as well.

★ AKAASHI KEIJI

“Darling?“ You squeaked slightly, when you heard the voice of your once angered boyfriend, heavy footsteps while he walked on the cemented ground. You sat on the wooden bench just outside your shared apartment. You turned your head and saw Akaashi, holding a rose, and you bit your lip.

He had shouted at you earlier, he was so busy and you haven't been able to spend anytime together, so when you clung on to his arm while he was working, he snapped. And he shouldn't have, because you left the apartment and now he's here.

You smiled to yourself, "what are you doing here Keiji, shouldn't you be working?” He sighed and opened his arms, and you didn't want to, you didn't but you ran into his arms and he held you tight, your face buried in his chest as he sighed in relief.

"Let's go to a cafe, while it's still early darling, kind of like a work and cafe date, how does that sound?” You nodded, he grinned and pulled you by the arm, and you spent the rest of the snowy night drinking warm chocolate with Keiji, holding his warm hand.

★ OIKAWA TOORU

You looked dazed the entire day, Tooru didn’t know what was up, and yet he never bothered to ask. “Tooru, please date me!“ The words you heard kept ringing in your ears, you happened to pass by Toru and a girl in a hallway after a match and heard the girl confess his feelings to him, however you didn’t hear his answer.

The same girl who was offering you a water bottle right now with a dirty look, your boyfriend worriedly looking at you, a little pale and dazed. “Are you okay, mi princesa?“ He cooed, and you blinked, nodding slowly.

He sat down next to you, and stared at you for a long time. Nobody knew about him being his girlfriend, it was only natural that other girls would pine for him. And yet, you felt a bubble of jealousy inside you. As you played with your fingers, you murmured, “Toru, I want— people to-"

He tilted his head, "Yes? Continue, I'm listening princesa, I'm listening." "I want people to know we're dating–” You admitted, turning your head to look at his shocked face followed by a chuckle. “Sure baby, sure. Later, I'll think of a way.”

And think of a way he did, right after the match where you seethed with anger as his manager, the girl who confessed to him, tapped his face with a towel and leaned in, a little too close for comfort. But he pulled away, muttering something to a cameraman who was there to shoot the match and the man nodded, Tooru giving you a smile as he got a mic.

"I have an announcement to make, it's been a few months but, I have a girlfriend— my princesa and my everything–" You felt yourself blush, as he gave you a cheeky grin, you thought that he was simply saying it to his teammates and coach, but this was being broadcast internationally, and the audience went to hysterics.

"And she's here, actually." He chuckled loudly, the manager smiling to herself although you smirked, sitting straight. "Y/N? Come over here princesa, I need to introduce my girl to the audience." And everyone around you gasped, manager staring daggers into your back, as you trotted over to him, placing a kiss on his cheek and shyly bowing to the murmuring crowd while Tooru held you close, whispering "Happy now?" "Yeah."

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sevmch · 3 years

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hq boys when you pepper them with kisses bc you're sad

characters: kenma, akaashi, kuroo

warning/s: none

genre: fluff, comfort

a/n: here's some fluff bc i think ive been writing too much angst lately aksjdkhskshs

kozume kenma

you were sitting next to kenma, staring at your boyfriend's face that had his game face plastered on his features in full concentration. you watched in silence as he played, cheek leaning against your palm.

this wasn't new, in fact, most of your time spent at his place were usually just you doing your own stuff while he played. you didn't really mind, wanting to just be around kenma and feel his presence.

he also loved having you near him, you knew that. but sometimes, especially when you're feeling down, it felt as if he didn't care a bit like right now. kenma cared a lot but he's no mind reader, so he doesn't exactly know you're upset because you failed one of your exams today.

but you really wanted to be close to him as some sort of comfort, so you moved away from the desk and lean towards kenma, resting your chin on his shoulders and catching him give you a side-eye.

"what're you doing?" he asked, focused on the screen again, fingers moving swiftly against the keyboards.

you shrugged, sighing deeply. "nothing."

"okay."

pouting at his lack of response, you placed a quick peck on his cheek. his brows jumped, the crease in his forehead disappearing for the first time tonight. you planted another one and another one and another one, soft and brief and lazy. kenma moved his face towards you when you stopped for a second due to the discomfort creeping up your neck from the position, your boyfriend whining at the sudden loss of contact.

now it's your brows that raised, not really expecting for him to ask more. he leaned closer, tilting his head a little sideways as a sign for you to keep going.

"why'd you stop?"

"my neck was starting to hurt, i thought i was bothering you though." you shifted in your seat to find a much comfortable position.

he frowned, glancing at you and quickly reaching for the neck pillow that sat on the far end of his desk.

"i love it when you do that," he said softly, pausing the game so he could put the pillow around your neck and cup your face gently. "you're never a bother to me."

"kenma," your lips trembled slightly when tears started gathering at your eyes, touched by his affection.

"i know you're not okay. i could tell since you got here. do you wanna get ice cream after and talk about it?"

you nodded, not saying a word because you were sure your voice would crack if you did and kenma knew that, ruffling your hair before turning back to his game.

"ice cream it is then," he said, pressing play. "i'll buy you two if you continue with the kisses."

giggling, you plant more soft kisses on his cheek, even massaging the back of his neck as you watched him play. later that night, he took you to your favorite ice cream parlor, listening attentively to everything you had to say.

akaashi keiji

you and akaashi haven't seen each other the past week due to both of your conflicting and hectic schedules. their practices were extended to later hours for the upcoming interhigh while you were busy with club activities. whenever you had free time, akaashi would be unavailable and vise versa.

you missed each other so much it hurts which was why the second you both had matching free time, it was spent on cuddling for hours on end. even when you were lying on top of akaashi, face hiding at the crook of his neck and feeling the rise and fall of his chest, you still craved for more.

thinking of having to separate and not see each other again for days made your heart sink into your stomach, nuzzling against his neck as if you could get even closer than you were already.

he ran his hand up and down your back in comfort, even giving a gentle squeeze on your arm to remind you he was physically there with you. you sighed deeply, landing feather-like kisses at his jaw.

"missed you."

"i know," akaashi said barely above a whisper, relaxing into the feeling of your soft lips on his skin. "i missed you too, love."

as you kept going with your ministrations, your eyes were wide in surprise when akaashi stopped you, leaning away just to turn to his side and face you. placing a hand at the back of your neck, you felt his lips on your forehead. then, you felt them next on the space between your brows, then at the tip of your nose, then at your chin.

stopping by your lips, he hovered, staring at you lovingly through half lidded eyes. blood rushed to your cheeks, heating up at the way he was gazing at you. slowly, akaashi captured your lips in his, pulling you forward by his hand on your nape as he moved his lips passionately you're glad you were laying down otherwise your knees would've gave out. it was sweet and short, slipping pecks in between before moving back a little.

"don't be so sad anymore, hm? i'm here now." he said, caressing your cheek with his thumb. the corner of your lips tug upward in a smile, releasing a contented sigh as you stared at each other for a little while.

kuroo tetsuro

he was in a middle of a phone call with yaku discussing about their chemistry homework and spitting out chemical names that were alien to you. it has been going of nearly an hour and a half and you were starting to get impatient, wanting to get back to the movie currenly paused at the screen before yaku called.

saturday nights were movie nights and it was an agreement that either of you must be free from distractions - no phone notifications, mentions of school works, and the like. unless it was an emergency. yaku calling wasn't an emergency, in fact, it was just to argue with kuroo that his answers were right and your boyfriend's were wrong.

and you wouldn't mind it if it were any other day but not today. not after movie nights have been pushed back twice in a row because kuroo has been too exhausted from training to even stay awake at 9 pm.

scooting closer to him on the couch, you locked him in place by putting your arms around his neck and resting your legs on his lap. used to your clinginess, he doesn't react - kept his mind on throwing insults at yaku.

so you proceed with your plan in mind. you weren't exactly placing kisses, just letting your lips graze the corner of his mouth to tease, knowing that it riled him up when you don't kiss him completely.

his free hand came to give your thigh a warning squeeze, a light chuckle leaving you as you kept teasing him, lips hovering at the side of his face. when you felt considerate, you'd kiss him lightly.

you're not really sure how long it went on but probably enough time for kuroo to give up.

"okay bro whatever, let's check it again on monday with kai and see who's really right. i'm busy, bye." with a tap on end call, he tossed the phone on the empty spot beside him before tackling you on the couch, making you shriek as your back met the cushion.

"my babygirl's such a tease," he said in a low, husky voice that sent shivers up and down your spine. before you could even utter a single word, kuroo's smashing his lips against yours, moving fast that it got you mind short-circuiting.

when you finally caught up with his pace and started getting into it, he pulled away. you whined, grabbing his collar to pull him down but doesn't budge, a smirk on his face.

"it's not so fun getting teased, is it?" he winked, clearly amused at your annoyed expression.

you rolled your eyes, groaning as you smack his bicep. "seriously kuroo?"

"what, you started it kitten. it's only fair if you get a little taste of it." he laughed when you scowled further, shaking his head lightly and giving you a sweet, gentle kiss. "sorry i interrupted our movie night."

"'s okay," you mumbled in between the kiss.

"we can make out for the rest of it, you know, a way for me to make it up to you," he said, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.

you scoffed, but really, the idea sounded perfect.

"just admit you enjoy kissing me."

"mmm sure, whatever," kuroo mumbled as he dipped his head, capturing your lips again. maybe movie night being interrupted wasn't so bad afterall.

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faetarou · 3 years

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𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 || 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚, 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨, 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

pairing. various x f!reader. tsukishima kei, kuroo tetsurou, akaashi keiji.

warnings // disclaimers. swearing, jealousy/insecurity? taking off the jacket but ofc there's something on under there

request. hi hi, could i request kuroo, tsukishima, and akaashi when they see you wearing another guy's jacket? like tsukki being extra snarky etc etc...

wc. 0.7k

notes. sure thing !! i don't really like toxic jealousy so i did manipulate the request a little

TETSUROU saw you in a jacket that was decidedly not his - a light blue in stark opposition to the red numbers he normally and currently sported. You were waiting for him as agreed outside some brunch cafe for a date, one of your hands nervously caught in your hair, unaware that he was staring at you across the street. Your fiddling switched to pulling at the sleeves of the oversized, definitively male-owned garment, and he made up his mind. Tetsurou knew you well to be aware that you wouldn't be disloyal, but as he crossed the street, slight unease stirred his stomach. He came to your side, giving your shoulder a sole tap of warning before tearing the fabric off them, slinging his red replacement over your back in the same fluid movement, smirking, "who's jacket you gonna wear now?" You didn't say anything for a moment, flushed heat rising to your cheeks as you registered what your boyfriend had just done, before you burst out into a loud laugh, explaining that you were wearing your cousin's jacket, and not to worry, you still love your "dork of boyfriend". However, Tetsurou's jacket was just that more comfortable, and you kept it on for the remainder of the date.

KEI was standing at the very edge of a room hosting a crowded mass of bodies at an enthusiastic party, regretting agreeing to come in the first place. A familiar giggle and a tap to his shoulder had him turning to find you, the only reason he was in attendance at this shit party, and his throat seized up uncomfortably. Over your usual style of outfit he'd observed you wore to such celebrations, you'd thrown an oversized zip-up hoodie so large it stretched to your midthigh. Kei immediately feared that you had begun to see someone else rather than him, and indeed, terror and jealousy choked him for a brief moment before he recovered himself. Flicking your forehead in a familiarly affectionate gesture, he stripped off his jacket and threw it over your head, cackling at your muffled complaints. "Fine, then, don't steal my hoodies anymore. Is the guy hot at lea-?" Though he'd half meant the words as a joke, they still came out extra snarky, and you pulled his jacket off your head with widened eyes, assuring him that it was just your dad's jumper he'd insisted you wear. Kei accepted the explanation easily, though he rolled his eyes, but he definitely thought you looked cutest swamped in his jacket.

KEIJI came over to your house for a study date, only to freeze in the doorway of your bedroom, seeing your back turned to him clothed in a red Nekoma jacket far too many sizes too large. He didn't comment on it for the entire date, though his heart was sinking as the maths equations swum before his eyes, sure that you'd found a guy more outgoing and typically 'boyfriend' than him. Keiji mustered up the courage to mention it nearing the end of the date, mumbling in a tiny voice that he wondered if you were going to leave him. When you were seized by evident confusion, he motioned to your jacket, and your eyes widened as though you hadn't noticed you were wearing it. Stumbling to explain, you grabbed his hands in yours, assuring that it was Kuroo's jacket that he'd thrown on you when the two of you and Bokuto got caught in the rain early since he didn't want you to get sick before "your date with your pretty setter boy." Immediately, Keiji felt extremely guilty for thinking so lowly of you, only cheering up when you grasped your face in your hands to press a kiss to his lips, promising to attend his next volleyball match in his Fukurodani jacket. The thought of that alone brought a smile to his lips.

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sunfish-studies · 3 years

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Celebration

✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall. This is just my appreciation towards tall girls, you guys are amazing.

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↷ SUMMARY ↶

Last day of training calls for celebration for everyone’s hard work, so it’s barbeque time!

“All right, meat!”

“I’m starving!”

While the boys freshened up after practice matches, the managers were already on the move to prepare for the barbeque. Since there were quite a lot of people, the coaches decided to held it on the backyard of the gym, where the sharp hill stood just beside it. The coaches helped setting up the grills while the managers divided to cater different things.

Yachi decided she would get the utensils they needed; paper plates, chopsticks, paper cups, trays for rice balls, and other things. Shimizu would cover for the rice ball making, Yukie and Eri were in charge on cutting the vegetables in bite-size, Kaori and Mako would clean the vegetables before it was cut.

Meanwhile, you’re in charge of preparing the condiments and sauces, unwrapping the meat cuts, and arranged them on a bigger plate. Aside from that you had to make sure the meats searing on the grills weren’t charred.

“[Name]-chan, please replace me for cutting the onions,” Eri sobbed, reaching out to you with grabby hands.

“Alright, senpai,” you giggled in reply because Eri was clearly needing a break and watching the meats seared was a great break for her. Quickly, you stood on her place and started slicing the tear-induced-menaces after washing your hands.

It didn’t take long for you to suffer the same fate as the Ubugawa’s manager–the first seven slices went through without a hitch, but when you reached the tenth your eyes started to sting and blurry from the pain. Then tears began trailing down your cheeks, and you wiped it you’re your shirt sleeve.

“D-Don’t cry, [Name]-san!!” you looked up, seeing Hinata with his place face quivering on his feet. “W-what should I do!?”

“It’s fine, Shoyo-kun, it’s just the onions,” you sniffled pointed towards the bowl full of it. “It hurts my eyes.”

“I can take your place, Otohaku-chan!” Lev popped up beside Hinata.

“Instead of cutting the onions, you’ll chop your fingers off,” Yaku deadpanned before offering. “Here, let me do it.”

“No, it’s alright, Yaku-san,” you shook your head. “It’s time for you to have a break, not working.”

Being persistent sometimes has it’s perks, it took numbers of rejection to finally have Yaku gave up. You knew he was just trying to help, but you didn’t want to rob his time relaxing. When all the preparations were done, the boys were already surrounding the grills with hungry faces. Coach Nekomata gave them a light speech along with praises for their hard work over the week, and they dived to grab on the meat straight from the grill.

“THANKS FOR THE FOOD!”

Just like Kaori, you brought a plate of rice balls to offer and managed to witnessed Yukie’s enormous appetite. She practically inhaled four rice balls in one go and you’re not the only who was dumbfounded from it.

Konoha and Komi almost had their souls went to heaven from the frightening circle Nishinoya, Tanaka, and Taketora made. Well, they did elbow each other to encourage one another getting close or at least having a talk with Shimizu. The girl walked pass them holding a paper plate with food–looking extremely gorgeous and she didn’t even try.

“That was scary,” Konoha muttered underneath his breath. The three finally stopped because of Karasuno and Nekoma’s captain scolded them–the three immediately shrunk.

“They really had their guard up, huh,” Komi added, feeling his energy drained from such a scary encounter.

“Uhm, excuse me,” the two turned to look over their shoulder and that’s when they noticed–Karasuno’s other first year manager who’s Bokuto constantly talking about. The owl captain wouldn’t shut up about her much to their annoyance and now they knew why.

“Would you like some rice ball?”

“Sure,” Konoha replied dumbly.

“I’ll take two,” Komi followed with a daze. You placed one on Konoha’s empty paper plate and two for Komi upon his request. Smiling at them, you proceeded to excuse yourself so you could offer to someone else.

Following your figure dazedly, they noticed how the light shone even brighter and basked you in a beautiful glow. That’s when they thought of a conclusion.

A goddess just graces us mere mortals! They screamed in their head.

You tried to calm Yachi down from her traumatizing experience being surrounded by absurdly tall boys (“Titans, [Name]-chan! Titans!”). Thankfully, all of them were nice enough to made room so your friend could reach for some meat. Yachi almost cried in happiness from the real taste of meat.

From the sidelines, Shimizu and the other managers were watching the two of you while talking about the boys sometimes.

“How much are you going to eat?” Kaori questioned because Yukie was having a ridiculous amount of food towering on her plate and she just kept munching away without care.

“The third-years in Karasuno all seems pretty mature,” Mako commented.

“Our ace is weak-willed, though,” Shimizu smiled sheepishly.

“What? Really?” Eri replied in surprise. “Even though he looks that scary?”

“Though, I think that’s still better than our simpleton ace,” Kaori commented. “Still,”

Their eyes were directed towards where the said simpleton ace was standing and placing meat until it towered on your empty plate.

“Eat more, [Name]-chan! Or you won’t get even taller!” he stated.

“And eat more vegetables!” Kuroo added, placing cabbages and carrots to your plate, adding even more food.

“Have some rice balls, too.” Somehow, even Akaashi participated in this whole fiasco and put a rice ball onto your plate. Now, there’s a ridiculous amount of food on your plate.

“…I can’t eat this much,” you commented, staring at the food filling your plate.

“Nonsense, I don’t see you eat anything even when the others are,” Akaashi stated. “You’re too busy handling other things nonstop.”

“Have a break will you,” Kuroo patted your back. “Everyone’s having fun and you should too.”

“Have more meat, [Name]-san!” Hinata said.

“You can have my share, Otohaku-chan!” Lev followed and you immediately shook your head.

“At least he and Akaashi took care of our baby manager well,” Kaori sighed in relief.

“[Name]-chan is close with Fukurodani’s captain and setter, huh? Even Nekoma’s captain,” Mako giggled. “She’s drawing everyone in.”

“Well, it’s rare for a first-year to be as tall as her,” Eri grinned. “The boys are especially poles so it’s probably great not to strain their neck once in a while from looking down.”

“Karasuno’s pretty lucky to have her, huh?” Yukie said after swallowing her food.

“Yeah, we are,” Shimizu smiled.

“Did you have fun?” Sawamura asked you when you’re helping other managers to clean up the remaining plates left behind on the table along with other scraps littering around. He picked up a few paper cups and placed it into the trash bin.

“Definitely,” you answered without hesitation. “Everyone’s so nice, it’s probably the most fun I’ve had.”

“Thank goodness, then,” he gave you a smile.

“I’m really glad I joined the volleyball club,” you commented, grinning.

“And we glad to have you here,” the captain chuckled and replied.

Everything was over by the time the sun started to sink into the horizon–time truly flew by when you enjoyed it. Since Miyagi was quite a distance from Saitama, they needed to depart first or they would be back extremely late at night. Yukie and Eri were fake-crying and joking about refusing to let you go–in the end, you’re all exchanging numbers so you could keep in touch.

“Did you have fun, Otohaku-san?”

“Coincidentally, you asked the same question as my captain, Akaashi-san.” The Fukurodani setter, like before, helping you on carrying the extra luggage in hand although you did tell him it’s only until you reached the stairs. “And to answer, I am. These one week of training camp is fun. Somehow, I don’t want this to be over.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll meet again,” Akaashi replied. “At the Spring Interhigh.”

“I’m sure we will, Akaashi-san.” you smiled. “And thank you for helping me with luggage.”

“[Name]-chan!!” Bokuto bounded over with a grin plastered on his face. “We’ll be waiting at the nationals!”

“Karasuno, Bokuto-san. Otohaku-san doesn’t play volleyball.” Akaashi deadpanned.

“Just agree with me once, Akaashi!”

“Well, whatever he said,” Kuroo piped up, approaching the three of you. “Made sure your team go to the nationals so we could meet again and make the battle came true.”

“I’ll do my best, Kuroo-san.” Then Kuroo reached out to ruffle your hair, it’s been a while since he did that and you weren’t even going to lie about enjoying it. The cat captain was similar to an older brother now.

“Off you go then, [Name],” he removed his hand from your head. “And don’t miss me.”

“How could I when I have your phone number, Kuroo-san?” you snickered. “You’re probably going to bombard me with chemistry puns at 10pm.”

“Then, I’m gonna call you every day so you won’t have to deal with Kuroo!” Bokuto declared before laughing victoriously.

“Please block his number immediately, Otohaku-san,” Akaashi stated. “Or you won’t be getting any sleep. His talking is endless.”

“Why, Akaashi!?” the said boy whined.

“Aside from that, be careful on your way home,” Akaashi decided to ignore the captain and gave you a small smile.

You returned his smile. “Will do, Akaashi-san.”

With that, the whole week of summer training camps has come to an end. The whole team watched you guys drove away into the other way back to Miyagi.

“You have a match tomorrow, don’t you?” former Coach Ukai questioned, brows creased from the insistence of your combi. “That’s probably enough, then!”

“One more! Just one more!” Hinata pleaded.

“We’ll finish after this one!” Kageyama added.

Two days of practicing to prepare for the preliminaries, just a day before the match Sawamura dismissed them early to get some rest. Since it would be impossible to use the gym unless getting an earful from him, Kageyama and Hinata needed to look for another place. Former Coach Ukai lent them the court only for a bit, just until the others who wants to practice comes.

And you were there to hold a leash if they’re being stubborn or something.

“This is the last, alright?” you scolded the two. “We shouldn’t bother the others who wants to practice here. And you should rest before the match.”

Thankfully the older man letting them had the court just one more time and you couldn’t help but feeling grateful of it. You sighed before turning to face former Coach Ukai and bowed down. “On their behalf, I apologize.”

“It’s fine.” Former Coach Ukai dismissed it. “Their eagerness is a great thing, but even eagerness isn’t going to magically give them energy. It would be bad if they burnt out even before the game started.”

“[Name]-san! Can you throw us the ball?” Hinata called out.

In the end, the two managed to successfully killed the quick–and sure enough, it also impressed former Coach Ukai which added more reassurance that your team would be more than okay to face the entire preliminaries and became champions.

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dokifluffs · 3 years

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Sleepy Time With His Babies | Iwaizumi, Sakusa

Pairings: Iwaizumi X Reader (female), Sakusa X Reader (female)

Genre: domestic fluffy sleepiness

Author’s Note: Another one

Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Atsumu, Osamu // Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Kita, Kuroo // Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Ennoshita, Akaashi // Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Kenma, Bokuto

gif from @rivaillerose 💛

Iwaizumi:

He was physically crushing you

Did you care? Not at all

This was Hajime, a soon to be athletic trainer, someone who seemed intimidating with his muscles and overall beefiness

But here he was

Here was your hajime that melted anytime you called him cute or any other cutesy, mushy gushy nickname

He was a puddle in your arms and he didn’t care what he looked like - as long as no one else besides you or the dog saw

Even your guys’ dog was the same as him — an intimidating Rottweiler, muscular, growl so low that would make those that didn’t sit right with him, scurry far far away

His name was Zilla, short for Godzilla named by Hajime yet he was such a puppy whenever you were around, his tail wagging like crazy as he nuzzled his snout against your legs, whining whenever you went away for even just a few minutes, waiting by the door until you returned home from wherever

Yep, they were two peas in a pod

And as Hajime laid on you, Zilla laid beside you on the bedroom floor, the two of them fast asleep

Your legs tangled beneath the sheets on the gloomy day outside as rain trickled down from the clouds, tapping the windows and rooftops all throughout the city

You brushed your fingers through his hair, slowly scratching the base of his scalp as he snored lightly into your shoulder, his cheek squished against you, making his lips all pouty

No matter what angle you saw him in whenever he slept on you, you could never bring yourself to make the smile on your face falter

For someone who looked so beefy, you never knew they could look so soft at the same time yet here he was

Whenever you moved just the slightest bit, readjusting the blankets or pillows, he woke just the slightest, lifting his head off of you until you were ready and patted his head down against your body again

You held him closer, squishing him into your arms even if it didn’t feel like much to him

a slight, sleepy smile spread on his lips, his face showing he was in true bliss while he slept on you

Domestic:

The fire crackled in the fireplace behind the iron gate while you sat on the couch on the ground beside the coffee table and Zilla at your feet, fast asleep while your fingers rapidly typing away at your laptop, finding the recipe you needed so you could make some agedashi tofu, a favorite of Hajime’s

Your little girl crawled about around the couches, staring out the windows seeing the tufts of snowflakes fall onto the snow covered ground, already a couple inches high

She was so small yet she saw so much of the world, it felt like she could fit the world and the universe in those eyes

You made sure to keep her away from the fireplace, not letting her get too close, steering her away, giving her one of her favorite toys, or to even hold her in your lap while you watched numerous videos of others making the tofu

though after about an hour or so, as the snowflakes only got bigger, she no longer had any interest for the things floating silently to the ground as she crawled down the hall, the baby gates keeping her from falling down the stairs or bumping into the taller dining room table

“D/N?” you looked up, finding your little girl’s legs disappearing into the room where Hajime slept soundly, his snores kind of echoing louder into the hall now that the door was cracked wider

she let out such a pure sounding giggle as her wide eyes fell upon her sleeping father as he laid flat on the futon fast asleep

she crawled faster, her little hands making little thumping noises against the plush covers he slept under as she crawled and climbed onto his sleeping body

until she finally did it

she had successfully made her way to the top of his chest, laid right on him, a smile of wonder spreading over her chubby cheeks as she slowly rose and fell as Hajime breathed

Hajime was still undisturbed as he slept, catching up on the hours of sleep he had missed, practically unbothered by the slightly extra weight added onto him by his little girl

that was until she made her way toward her sleepy father, reaching her little hand to his chin, doing her best to grab him, though it would be quite some time before she could properly hold his face

she continuously patted his chin until he woke

it took a moment as his eyed adjusted to the sight of his baby girl, a chuckle escaping his chest as he smiled, his eyes drawing into lines

“Hi, mochi,” his voice raspy from sleep as she cooed, her smile contagious, cheeks so chubby, Hajime just wanted to bite them

like mochi

she adorable tilted her head side to side, shying away from the loving eyes of her papa as he tickled her, poking her puffy cheeks with his finger, getting her to easily fill the room with her giggles every time he did it

“Wanna sleep with papa?” he hummed as he sleepily looked to her, a yawn escaping him as he reached his head up to peck a kiss to her face before he turned to his side, laying his little girl beside him, beneath the warm covers of his futon

“nap time, moch,” he chuckled to himself as the two of them stared at each other before he gently blew a raspberry into her cheek

her cheeks were just too irresistible to him

gif from @rivaillerose 💛

Sakusa:

His footsteps sounded through the bathroom as you stood, brushing your teeth, your hair still damp from your shower, the mirrors steamy

Kiyoomi stood behind you, his figure towering through the foggy mirror

His movements faltered before he gave in, snaking his hands from behind you, around you, letting his chest melt to your back

“You smell good,” he said but subtly sounded bubbly as he buried his face into your shoulder, bending his back to a “C” shape so he could match your height

You only smiled through the mirror as he began to sway side to side slowly while you brushed your teeth, finishing

“I did just shower, Omi,” you smiled up to your curly haired husband

The two of you paused in place as you looked up to him, adoring his features as he did the same to you, something neither of you could never get over - the fact that you two had each other

“Mmhm,” he cuddled himself even closer like a kitten when you were fresh out the shower

Your skin and body was so warm, so fresh and clean and he could hold you without letting any of his fears interfering

He stood beside you, just standing awkwardly with you in the bathroom before he followed you out to the bedroom

The two of you got into bed but before you could really settle, you were suddenly pulled into his embrace, his arms wrapping around you, his body curving to match against yours

“Aren’t you cuddly tonight,” you murmured as you turned your head back to the best of your abilities turning so you could face him

“I’m tired,” he matched your volume in the darkness

“Sleepsies,” you brushed your fingers through his hair, getting a relaxing sigh from him as he hummed in agreement

“Sleepsies,” his voice barely audible

“Goodnight,” you smiled into his chest

He held you close to him, a scenario your high school self could have imagined with the Sakusa Kiyoomi

Omg was always distant, known to be quite handsome yet no one ever had a chance with him

So many others thought he would never be with him, that no one would be good enough for him but he was a great volleyball player

And now you were a Sakusa too

Domestic:

The sun kept him warm as he laid beneath the open blinded windows as the summer rays cast down into the living room, right onto Omi as he laid on his back, his arm draped over his eyes now that he got to relax

The house had been cleaned through his monthly sanitization day

The past few days were making his skin itch but now - it was all okay

Birds chirped in the neighborhood, outside in the distance, it was a beautiful day

The house was oddly silent as he laid on the couch, his chest slowly rising and falling

But before he could fall asleep, let his energy recharge, just before he drifted off, the smallest sounding steps approached the couch and then stopped right beside him

Omi slowly lifted his arm, turning his head to take a peek at what could be happening but he had an inkling of who it could be

And he was right

He saw his little girl, her teddy in hand as she stood beside the couch, her chin just able to reach the couch cushion

Her beady eyes looked up to him, cheeks round, her lips almost in a pout as she stood looking up to him to the best that she could, the sun shining into her eyes

“What is it, pum?” He lifted his hand, blocking the sun from hurting her eyes

His little girl was observant, kept to herself, speaking up when asked or when she didn’t like something or if something didn’t go her way

She was just like him

She blinked looking up to him before she raised her arms, her teddy in her hand waiting patently to be lifted

“You wanna nap with me?” a smile cracked onto his lips

and all she did was nod

“Mmhm,” he complied as he sat himself up, scooping his little girl, pushing out a yawn as he laid back down as D/N made herself comfortable on top of him before cuddling close into his side in between him and the couch

she hugged her teddy close in her arms while Sakusa laid sort of on his side, turned toward her at a slight angle

from the perspective of anyone else if they entered the living room, they would only see Kiyoomi’s back, and only stepping closer would they see his little girl cuddled close, the two of them fast asleep together in the summer sun as it shined in through the window

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riintarro · 3 years

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#𝟏𝟒𝟑

⤷ pairings : suna rintaro, atsumu miya, akaashi keiji, koutarou bokuto, sugawara koushi, kuroo tetsurou

⤷ warnings : nothing!

⤷ author’s note : okay i don’t really know where this went... i was trying to do little acts of love or small acts that say “i love you” but it didn’t really turn out like that LMFAO rip

𝐑.𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀— “rinny? are you in here?” you called for your boyfriend before opening the door to his gamer room. he was nonchalant as he gunned down enemies and jumped over walls. you closed the door as he hummed, paused his game and spun around to face you. “you can continue your game. i was just going to tell you what happened today.” “nah. the world can wait. how was your day?” you gently smiled and placed yourself in between his legs. he kept his eyes on you as you talked, occasionally asking some questions or chuckling at your reactions.

𝐓.𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎— “tetsu… why are we on the floor?” with a bowl of cereal in your lap, you glanced at your boyfriend and watched as he stuffed his mouth with lucky charms. “there’s a perfectly good table right there. we could be like normal people, y’know?” “i don’t think ‘normal’ people eat cereal at 3am.” he gestured towards the wall clock to make his point. “plus, give the floor a little love. always being walked on and underappreciated.” one hand cupped the side of his face as he stared with admiration at the wooden panes below. you rolled your eyes when he started gently petting. he went back to eating and occasionally making conversation; stating how it shouldn’t be illegal for him to bring a sword on the train if he claims it’s for self-defence. after some time, he stood up, holding out his hand for you. “m’lady.” you scrunched your face at the title but smiled. taking your bowl out of your hands, he started washing the dishes while telling you to go get ready for bed.

𝐊.𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎— “hello?” “hi baby. whatchu’ doin’?” you smiled at the song-like tone your boyfriend wore. “just watching t.v. might take a nap, what about you? why’d you call?” “just checkin’ up on you. did you get to go grocery shopping? you were saying you needed more cucumbers.” shifting your position on the couch, you brought the phone closer to your face, the t.v. being long forgotten. “not today.” you watched the call timer count as you switched to speaker mode, “shopping isn’t as fun without you there.” he chuckled and you could hear his car’s engine starting. “how about we go now? we haven’t seen each other since last week. need to see my baby’s pretty face.” you gave a little snort at the compliment, eyes slightly closing from the lull of his voice. you two made light conversation and he could tell you were drifting away by the tiredness in your voice. before long, you were sound asleep and he was at your door. “maybe we’ll just stay in.” he grinned while petting your hair.

𝐊.𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀— “did you eat yet, sweetheart?” you could hear your doting boyfriend call. popping your head out from your shared bedroom, you responded, “yes, i did! there’s some stew left for you in the fridge if you’re hungry.” he made his way over to you, wrapping his arms to ease himself from the labour of work. “i thought you didn’t eat yet, so i bought some donuts.” “sweets on an empty stomach?” you giggled. “of course! can never go wrong with donuts.” he snuggled deeper into your hair. “did you get them from the cute shop down the street?” you tried to make your way towards the kitchen, but your boyfriend wouldn’t let you go. “koushi… i can’t eat with you holding me.” you laughed, lugging yourself across the apartment. “you’ll manage.”

𝐌.𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 — “tsumu, what time is it?” you mumbled, refusing to open your eyes from the blinding sun. he hummed in response. “8:40.” “shit. ‘m goin’ to be late.” a groan left your lips as you slowly stretched and got out of bed. still quite groggy and sitting at the edge of the bed, you felt a pair of arms snake around your waist. you placed a gentle hand on his arm. “‘sumu. have to go.” “wait. kiss.” you gave a glance and met his puckered lips. “gotta’ kiss you. can’t leave till you get a kiss.” he tightened his grip to prevent you from escaping. knowing that he will not let you leave, you turned and gave him a quick peck. he smiled. “have a good day. love you.”

𝐊.𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈— it wasn’t strange to get a video call from your boyfriend, but you were a bit surprised when he called you from the supermarket. “keiji? where are you?” “you mentioned you needed more milk, right?” that was a week ago, when you offhandedly said that you had no milk for your oreos. “you went to the store for that?” placing your hand over your chest due to the overwhelming affection you received from him remembering what you said. “while i’m here, do you need anything else?” “no, but do you wanna go out for dinner?” there was a slight pause but you could see a glimpse of his smile. “of course.”

#haikyuu x reader #x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x you #suna x reader #suna rintaro x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader #sugawara x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader

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rubyamethyst05 · 3 years

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They accidentally confess to you / or someone spills it. Characters : Osamu Miya , Akaashi Keiji , Sakusa Kiyoomi.

Osamu Miya

Osamu was a very chill person , calm and collected , unlike his twin. For some reason , Osamu reminded you of the calm before the storm. And seeing how flustered and embarrassed he was now caught you off guard.

Why? Because his friends accidentally mentioned his big crush on you. How did it exactly happen? The four of them invited you along to try out a new cafe in town. Which you were fine with. Osamu had stuck by your side and you had enjoyed his company the entire time you guys hung out. You had ordered a chocolate cake and noticed Osamu kept on eyeing it.

You as the dumb and oblivious person you are offered him a piec of cake which you so glorioulsy decided to feed him. Not like you had any ulterior motives. Or did you? .

“ Samu? Do you want a slice of my cake?”. You asked as he looked at you with a panicked expression. He was merely staring at your face not the cake and he could hear the snickers from his friends which you brushed away. Cutting the cake , you lifted your fork to Osamu who was clearly taken back by your actions.

Now the snickering was getting even louder.

“ Samu? Open your mouth .” you said as you innocently brought the fork closer to the boy who was no red. He glared at Atsumu as he opened his mouth but before he could bite it , Atsumu just had to say it “ Must feel nice to be fed by yer crush eh?”.

Suddenly you guys went quiet as you slowly turned around to look at his friends who were avoiding your glance. You paused before glancing at Osamu whose face was red , his ears burning , plotting on how to muder Atsumu and to get away with it.

“ Is he lying?”. You asked Osamu who sighed , you knew it anyways so he nodded “ I do like you a lot but if you don't like me that is also completely fine.” At that point Osamu had almost mentally prepared himself to be rejected.

You giggled as you said “ Then it's good that I like you too.”

Akaashi Keiji

Akaashi had no idea how he ended up agreeing to this. Considering he was the only second year in the volleyball team , the third years somehow ended up deciding to help their sweet setter confess to his crush aka you which Akaashi willingly accepted not really .

“ I don't think this is a good idea Konoha-san .” he murmured as Konoha rolled his , dismissing his words. How did the third years even know about his crush? A certain owl told them but he was glad he didn't tell you bokuto.

“ you are just gonna practice what you are going to tell them! Easy! .” Haruki reasoned as akaashi sighed. At least the chances of someone seeing this would be less. Still it made him feel embarrassed.

“ Okay so the first thing , imagine I'm them and think about what you like about them.” bokuto said as the setter closed his eyes , imagining what he liked about you.

“Wow he's whipped for her..” Washio commented seeing how his face was red. AKaashi side glaring at him. Bokoto grinned and said “ Now close your eyes and say it , hmm?”. The minute he closed his eyes , Yamato, who dragged you there, pushed you in front of you akaashi. Who had no idea what his seniors were up to.

“ Y/n i really like you more as a friend and i'm sorry if i make you uncomfortable..” he said before opening his eyes. Blinking when he saw your flustered face and the loud laughs of his seniors..

“ Um keiji- i like you too.”

Sakusa Kiyoomi :

You had decided to visit your best friends at the Youth Japan training center because one day it was visiting day , two you missed Komori and Kiyoomi . So why not visit them? So you packed lunch for them which they really liked before making your way to the station.

You were super excited and it seemed like people around you could notice it. Taking your phone out you called the centre , confirming that you would indeed be visiting. Komori and Kiyoomi were like your best friends since childhood and even though Kiyoomi hated physical touch , he didn't mind yours. I mean of course he won't , you're his best friend. Well that's what you thought.

Scribbling down your name and address , you make your way through the building , asking around for komori and luckily someone says that he's in their room , just follow the shouts. [ apparently of Hoshiumi and Atsumu ]. Which actually worked.

You opened the door just in time for Atsumu to scream “ OMI-KUN YER LIKE Y/N ADMI-.”he stopped when he saw Sakusa’s panicked expression while looking at the door. Komori followed his glance and saw you , equally shocked as you closed the door behind you. You first acknowledged them before smiling At Atsumu who was trying to figure out how to not die.

To make matters worse for Sakusa , Hoshiumi spoke up “ This is Y/n?? Wow sakusa now i know why you like her-”. Komori snickered as sakura groaned. You laughed and said “ I'm glad I made extra lunch .”

Sakusa didn't know if he was supposed to be glad you aren't awkward or sad that you might not feel the same.But when you sat down next to him after lunch and interlinked your hands with his big hand , a rosy tint on your cheeks.

He was sure that things might go well between you two.

#sakusa scenarios #osamu scenarios #miya osamu #sakusa kiyoomi #akaashi x you #akaashi keiji #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#miya osumu #kiyoomi #keiji

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rencesworld · 3 years

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“I figured out why I am fat” - haikyuu boys reaction

I’ve been feeling out of it these past few days so I wrote this

Featuring: Kageyama x Chubby Reader , Hinata x Chubby Reader , Noya x Chubby Reader , Bokuto x Chubby Reader , Akaashi x Chubby Reader, Kenma x Chubby Reader

I saw this little trend girls are doing to their boyfriends saying “I figured out why I ...” so in the scenario you’re basically saying “I figured out why I’m fat” but it’s not a prank, you’re serious.

Kageyama

He was so confused.

Like why are you thinking like this??

“Huh? I don’t get it.” He said looking at you like you were stupid(you were)

“I figured why I’m fat. It’s because-” “stop thinking like that. You are perfect the way you are and there’s nothing wrong with you. I love your body and you should starting doing that too.” His voice getting soft but yet serious.

“Now, get ready. We are going out to eat” he says kissing you on the lips before getting up getting ready.

“You don’t gotta tell me that twice!”

Hinata

You guys were eating ice cream when you said that. He was confused and sad to why you were saying that.

“Princess, your body is amazing, so don’t think negative about it. I love it and you should too” he said hugging you tightly.

“Thank you Baby” you hugged him back.

After a few seconds he pulled away and grabbed spoonful of ice cream “Now open up. We are going to finish this ice cream and cuddle after!”

Noya

He was mad, like why on earth are you saying that.

“What’s wrong with having extra meat on you, it means you’re eating good and there’s nothing wrong with that. You’re beautiful no matter what and you need to remember that! I will love you no matter what!” He says kissing all over your face.

“Noya stop! That tickles” you giggled, trying to get away but he had a strong grip around you.

“No! I want you to know how much I really love you”

Bokuto

He was so sad, confused, and angry at himself. He felt like he failed to make you feel beautiful, he was your boyfriend and it’s his job to make you feel beautiful everyday. But he feels like he failed.

“Don’t say that BabyOwl! You’re beautiful! I love your body so much and I wish you can see what I see. I love your rolls and tummy, don’t ever change that! Please stop putting yourself down Baby” he said, both of you in tears.

“I love you, Bokuto,” you hugged him tightly “I love you more” he said as he kisses your forehead and hugs you back.

Akaashi

He hugs you tightly and whispers in your ear “Blossom you’re perfect. I know there’s no such thing as perfect, but you are in my eyes. I love your belly pouch, rolls, and how your thighs touch. I love cuddling with you because you’re always warm and soft. You’re beautiful and I love all of you.”

At this point your were crying your eyes out. He’s too sweet to you.

He kept whispering more sweet stuff like “you’re amazing”, “your body is beautiful, you’re beautiful” as you continued to cry.

Kenma

He was playing his game when you said that. He stopped and stared at you to see if you were serious and you were.

He muted his game not caring if he was losing, you need him more right now.

“What’s making you think like this Kitten?” He asked as rolled his game chair towards you, where you were sitting on the edge of his bed. He wraps his arms around your waist, “you’re beautiful you know that? I’m sorry if I don’t tell you this a lot but you’re seriously beautiful. You want to know some of my favorite things about you?”

You nodded.

He smiled and said “I love your stretch marks they remind me of a maze, I get lost in them when I’m tracing them. I love when you wear a tank top and you stomach hangs out a little, It looks so fucking beautiful and I just wish you can wear tank tops only forever. I love your thick thighs, they make a comfortable pillow for me to rest my head on. I also love how soft and fluffy you feel, so cuddling you is literally the best thing to do with you ever. I have so much things that I love you about you but we would be in this room for a long time if I stated all of them. I love you and your flaws, you’re perfect to me and I hope you see what I see soon. I promise to remind you how beautiful you are everyday.”

He wiped the tears that were falling out your eyes. “ I love you so much” you said.

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empress-simps · 3 years

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Strangers (six)

▪︎Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Akaashi Keiji and Hinata Shoyo x Kageyama Tobio

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]

▪︎Alternate Universe: Soulmate Au!

▪︎Genre: Angst

▪︎Warnings: Some typos and probably grammatical errors

▪︎Synopsis: Finding out your soulmate rejected the bond to be with someone else feels terrible.

Note: I'm so proud I wrote this in one go HAHHAHA- this is long and I hope y'all like it! I'm writing this late at night so my mind is tired and this was all I squeezed out of my creativity

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Akaashi could feel his heart beating loudly against his chest as he sat on the train going to Miyagi. He fiddled with his thumb, desperately trying to keep his compsure calm to mask his true emotions.

As he thought of all the scenarios that can possibly occur, he balled his fists and let a few tears fall.

"You promised me, Kou."

You don't knkw what to say, or act infront of your supposed soumate. He shouldn't even be here in the first place, but that's the least of your concerns right now; What you're worried about is how serious he look and told you he needs to talk to you.

Hinata eyed you worriedly as he attemps to make an excuse for you to get out of the situation you're in. "Er... Bokuto-san, she isn't feeling well-"

Next thing you knew you were being checked over by the said boy. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, putting his palm against your forehead.

You shyly stepped away and moved his hand away from your forehead. "I'm fine, Bokuto-san. Don't worry about me." Bokuto felt shivers down his spine as your hand touched his for a brief moment. It all felt familiar to him as he used to feel those things with akaashi, but he realized one thing.

This feeling he felt, is much stronger than what he shared with Keiji.

"Of course I'll worry about you! You're my soulmate.." He whispered, noticing the small wince you did as he uttered those words making his heart break.

"We.. aren't soulmates anymore Bokuto-san.." You said slowly, not failing to notice the worried looks tjrown at your way by your friends. "You should get home, it's getting pretty late." Bokuto sighed, "Can I atleast walk you to your house? I need to tell you something too." He pleaded, as much as you don't want to you couldn't.

The fact that he travelled all the way here makes it hard to turn him down. You figured that it's the least you could do. "Sure, my home isn't that far from here."

"I'm... sorry for rejecting the bond like that."

Bokuto's voice rang in your ears as you stared at the ceiling above you. You tried to not think about the whole ordeal that happened but faiiling miserably; mind still swimming with thoughts that is slowly drowning you.

Out of nowhere, your phone started to ring with the special ringtone you've set for a certain Nekoma captain. You scrambled to grab it from your desk and answered with a small smile on your face.

"Missed me, kitten?" He teased, making you roll your eyes and click your tounge.

"Cut your crap, Tetsuroo."

"Oya? What happened to being polite to your senior?"

"I am being polite, Kuroo-san."

You heard him snort as you tried to hide your giggles, you could picture him having a small playful smirk on his face as he twirls a pen in his hand, answering a chemistry assignment or stuff like that.

"Kitten?"

You hummed, propping your feet against the wall. "I told you to stop calling me that, it's embarassing."

"What's wrong?"

A sudden silence enveloped the entire room as you stopped, not knowing how to respond. "Well..." Kuroo hummed, encouraging you to continue. It's still a mystery for you on how he manages to sense your emotion.

"Bokuto went here."

That alone made kuroo drop his pen and focus all his attention to you. "What happened? Are you okay? Did he want anything from you?" He asked, worry evident in his voice.

"He said he's sorry and that he's going to fix this.." You mumbled, voice dying down. Kuroo sighed, anger and jealousy rolling of him in waves. "Then..? What did you say?" He asked, waiting for your repsonse anxiously.

"I said that there's nothig to fix. He kept telling me that when we first met." You mumbled, looking at the gray mark on your wrist.

Noticing something out of ordinary, you sat upright and looked at the mark with confusion. "What the..." you mumbled. Tracing the dissappearing lines with a light finger.

"Are you okay?" Kuroo's voice oulled you away from your thoughts as you reassured him you're fine. "It's just... is it normal for the mark to be fading? All I know is that it just turns gray.."

"Hm? My mark is starting to fade too." Kuroo replied, staring at his wrist. The name of his supposed to be lover slowly dissappearing.

He exactly knows what's going on, but he decides to keep it to himself, for now.

"Why are our marks fading?" You asked, clearly confuzed and scared. He shrugged, even though you can't see it. "I don't know. I haven't seen anyone with their marks fading. Just keep calm hm? We'll be alright. It's late, you need your beauty sleep. Just call whenever you want okay? Goodnight kitten, sweet dreams."

"Goodnight too, you sly cat." You mumbled before ending the call.

Talking to Kuroo felt like a breath of fresh air. Even if you try to deny it, when you hear him call you that stupid nickname you can feel butterlies in your stomach making you feel flustered and weird. He eases all your worries away with just uttering a few simple words of affirmation.

The longer you think about it, realization dawned in you.

Kuroo's starting to feel like home.

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omiscurls · 3 years

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haikyuu!! characters as bed sharing AU’s

taken of pinterest!

characters in question: kiyoomi sakusa, miya atsumu, kenma kozume, suna rintaro, tobio kageyama, kuroo tetsuro, akaashi keiji

kiyoomi sakusa - the “you have too much nightmares, let me try this method on you”

When you look at Sakusa, you wouldn’t guess any of his weaknesses... well except for one maybe

He always speaks so confidently, if he doesn’t feel secure, he just doesn’t speak

So even if you’ve been their manager for... several years, you still know as much about this man’s weaker sides as if you met him yesterday, or even less.

The surprise on your face when you binge watched a series at night, and you suddenly felt the scream definitely coming from outside your headphones was indescribable

Was the room next to yours... Sakusa’s?

you thought nothing of it, but night after night, you heard a lot more, you heard crying, ventilating, calling out random names, and finally you decided that not only is this interrupting your sleep, it’s not healthy for the wing spiker either

come on, the next day is game day, he has to be on his best abilities

nobody wants to deal with grumpy kiyoomi, nobody has the guts

so you remember a method your friend has told you about that their s/o uses on them

it took a lot of courage, but there you are, about to knock on his door...

Sakusa flinched hearing knocks on his door. That definitely wasn’t just a comeback from a dream. Someone’s knocking on his door. Was he being too loud? Did he wake someone up? He prays that it’s just someone wanting something, even if it’s around 2AM, and who on earth would want someone at 2AM.

Normally he would’ve been pissed off, but now he wished for this scenario to come true.

He put on a hoodie before opening the door, since it was cold outside the sheets, besides, who wants to see him in his underwear, right? Especially if it’s marvel themed-

The look on his face when he sees his crush on the other side of the door is priceless. He can practically feel his face going all red.

“Can I help you?” he clears his throat and says lazily, pretending to be annoyed by the fact you allegedly woke him up, even though the tears still flow down his cheeks.

“No, but I can help you” you say, just as embarrassed as he is, and it doesn’t help when he raises his eyebrows like that, so you quickly add “That is, if you like, please feel comfortable to tell me to piss off if I’m being too much, but I have a friend with a problem simmilar to yours and I just...”

“Okay, I’m listening” he interrupts, causing you to look up at him.

When you explain the idea to him, he’s more than pessimistic, he’s laughing in your face, mumbling something about how he thanks you for your concern, but...

You took the opportunity that you’re both sitting on his bed, and just lay on your back.

“Come on, just try”

“No!” he answers almost immediately, but, as he’s also a man of logic...

He really has to be on his best tomorrow, and you’re his only hope at the moment. He reluctantly lays down next to you, and your hand guides his face near your neck.

“Fine, but only so you stop with this idea already. It’s not gonna work.”

You’re both extremely out of your comfort zones, but you’re slowly adjusting. You feel him nuzzle closer, and your hair just instinctly lands in his hair, curling one little curl on your finger.

His showergel smells amazing, by the way. It puts you to sleep instantly, but you know you can’t be the one to pass out first. After a while of silence, you ask him if his trial run has expired already, but there’s no response. His breath evens out, and you’re too afraid to stir away far enough to check if his eyes are closed.

“Kiyoomi? Are you asleep?” you ask, but again, there’s no response.

Oh well.

The next morning he’s so embarrassed that the idiotic idea worked, he can’t even look you in the eyes at breakfast.

atsumu miya as “you’ve been so dejected lately i feel too bad to leave you alone at night”

He didn’t ask for this at all, but yet you ended up being his roommate.

A roommate who was recently going through an extemely tough time.

Seriously, even he feels bad seeing you all in tears all the time, mindless look and not paying attention to anything

Even though you weren’t each other’s favorite people in the world before, you ended up getting closer over the fact that he was the only one to see you at the worst moments

You hated that, but what can you do, there’s no safer place to cry in than your dorm

And even though he kinda made fun of it at first, the longer it kept going, the more concerned he’d get

It got to a point where he literally wouldn’t leave you alone

While still pretending not to like you, of course

Have you eaten? Have you drank something? Have you even left your bed today? How long did you sleep last night? Not at all? You idiot, start taking care of yourself.

You dumbass, you dummy, you moron, you absolute fricking mess

Some of your friends consider him your boyfriend, judging from the messages you get from him

“Dummy, there’s a granola bar in your bag, better eat it” “Hey idiot, I had to run to practice early today. Are you feeling less shitty than yesterday?”

He noticed that, as it is logical, your mood proggressively gets worse as you get tired

And that you actually learned how to cry without sobbing so you don’t wake him up, how thoughtful of you

Well your mistake, now you have an 80kg volleyball player over you.

“Atsu, what’re you doing?” you ask in a tired voice, covering your face with a pillow.

“You’re crying.” he states bluntly, staring at you like a four-year-old.

“Observant, are we?”

“Hey. Dumbass. You didn’t cry for so long already, what happened?” he whispers, sitting by your side, and you can’t mumble words, feeling so ashamed you want to disappear. You fall on your back and pretend not to notice the question.

He sighs audiably.

“Alright then, just know you brought this on yourself” he states, and before you can ask why, he’s already laying beside you.

“W-what’re you doing?” you scream-whisper, right into his blonde hair, and he shivers at the feeling.

“I’m comforting you, isn’t it obvious, you moron?” he hisses. “Although, I can see my mistake now” he states, and you think he’s gonna go back to his own bed, but no, he grabs you by the waist and rolls over, so now you lay on top of him, flustered as ever, thankful for the light being off, at least he doesn’t see your tomato-like face.

“But- Atsumu, please go to your own bed” you plea, but he shakes his head, eyes already closed.

“Nu-uh” he answers “Yours is more comfy, anyway” he jokes, making you chuckle through the tears.

He puts his hand on the back of your head and puts it on his chest.

“Goodnight, dipshit” he whispers, and you manage to fall alseep listening to the steady beat of his heart.

No tears, he’d feel them anyway.

kenma kozume as “the heater broke and i’m cold as hell, can you come here?”

this should not have happened

the guy looks miserable

but, you see, he’s doesn’t have the biggest amount of muscles in his body, his not as ripped as his highschool friends

body fat? also no, he’s a skinny, fairly tall boy who gets cold really easily

for real, he’s wearing a hoodie at all times, and in winter, he looks like a shell of himself

so you’re over at Kuroo’s house on a New Year’s party

the party ended like an hour ago, everyone is asleep

(Lev’s gonna be so dead when Yaku wakes up and finds the tall guy’s head on his stomach)

you’re almost sound asleep in Kuroo’s guest bedroom, so gracefully given to you by the host

the only other person in the room is Kenma, who originally slept in Kuroo’s room together with his best friend, but got annoyed by the weird questions him and Bokuto kept asking

so he asked you if he can sleep on the couch in the room

why wouldn’t you say yes?

earlier that night Kuroo burnt pizza in the oven, so you all opened almost every window in the house to get the smell to leave

and kinda forgot to close the ones in the bedrooms

but no worries, you have a radiator

...right?

why is the radiator set on the highest temperature and still stone cold?

well, doesn’t matter, you can just wrap yourself in the heavy sheets

Kenma, on the other hand, only has a small blanket

And since it’s a party, he’s wearing a shirt, not a hoodie

The boy’s freezing

“Hey, are you asleep?” you hear a very quiet whisper coming from the couch.

“Thought you’re here cause you couldn’t stand the chit-chat, Kenma?” you ask with a grin on your face.

“Yeah, right. Sorry.” he mumbles and you hear him shift in his spot, visibly annoyed by the circummstances. There’s a moment of silence, in which he can feel his face almost burn down from embarrassment.

Oh, my god, you sound like you’re annoyed with him here. Areyou? Come on, tell him you aren’t. He should just let you sleep.

But does he really want to spend the rest of his night feeling his feet hurt from cold? Fuck, Kuroo, you and your stupid pizza.

He gets up, tightly wrapped in his blanket, and checks the radiator.

“It’s definitely broke” he sighs, touching the cold surface, and turns back to the couch, falling on it face down, letting out a groan.

You giggle at his action, and he opens his eyes immediately, hearing the sound of your voice.

“Kenma... I offered you the bed once already, it’s warmer” you start, but he raises his hand and shakes it in a disagreeing gesture.

“No no, please, don’t worry” he mumbles against the couch, trying to ignore the, ironically, burning sensation in his legs. Is this a bedroom or is this Antarctica?

“Oh, come on” you say, opening the sheets. “We don’t want you to freeze, do we now?”

Oh my god, what did you do. There’s so much thoughts racing through his mind right now. Should he do it? It sounds so nice... But should he really?

Fuck it, he thinks, you’re offering, he can’t turn down an offer from you.

He lazily walks over to the bad and lays down next to you, at a reasonable distance, only to hear you laugh again. He spares you an annoyed glance, and you shake your head slightly, rolling over next to him, covering him with the sheets you have wrapped around yourself so tightly, and using his chest as a pillow.

Hold on, that’s not what he signed up for. Why are you... How...?

He hesitantly and gently puts his arm around you, relaxing his body, the scent of your shampoo making him slightly dizzy.

Please don’t notice how fast his heart is racing. This is fine. It doesn’t mean anything, he can promise.

rintaro suna as “hey dude, i hear cuddling helps you sleep, wanna try?”

the most chill person out there

literally you would never have guessed how nervous he was before asking you

it’s just another week, another game and another hotel you are all staying in

and fate is definitely on his side today, since his bedroom is literally next door to yours

he got to your door and left without doing anything about three times before he eventually decided to be a man and knock

has a master plan in his mind

he’s gonna show you a website with an article about how cuddling (allegedly) makes you sleep better

and he’s just gonna be so causal about it

he’s just gonna knock, put on an emotionless smirk and ask you, just like he always does

but here’s the think, he’s not so chill on the outside

“how should I call them? their name? a pet name? bro? no, too much”

but, he does end up knocking

“Hey, Y/N, what’s up?” you turn your head to the door to see a figure of Suna in only his underwear and an oversize t-shirt with the logo of some metal band.

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” you ask, voice hoarse as you were already drifting off.

“I read this super cool thing, wanna see?” he seems not to mind your comment, as he walks over to your bed and practically throws himself beside you, not minding you laying there, shoving his phone in your hands.

“... help you fall asleep in just three minutes...” you’re mumbling under your breath as you read the headline. “Rin, this sounds so fake” you laugh, falling back on your pillows, as he sighs.

“I wanna try, and it’s either you or Kita, and he gives me serial killer vibes” he mutters, earning yet another serie of laughter from you.

But seeing the serious hint in his eyes, you lift your hands in surrendering gesture.

“Go on with it, Mr Romantic” you state, watching in amusement as he groans at the comment and burries his face in your pillow.

You’re sure this is him considering this mission a failed one and giving up, but then he looks up

“Well, are you coming?” he asks completely serious, and you have nothing left to do than hug him and settle your face in the crook of his neck, not minding as his breathing lifts your hair from time to time and tingles your skin.

Can someone feel your blush through their skin? You surely hope not.

tobio kageyama as the almighty “the hotel room has only one king size bed and we need to share”

He never would’ve thought his teammates would betray him like this

What the hell do they mean there’s only two people rooms available and they’re all in pairs already

Honestly, primary school all over again

ugh

His perfectly happy to be sleeping alone, when he finds out you’re his roommate

this is fine tobio, don’t freak out

well he’s composed about it

a little bit of a “tch” and “well I guess there’s nothing we can do about it”

internally he’s a little girl now, but you never would’ve guessed judging by the annoyed grimace on his face

because how does it matter if you’re sleeping in the same room, it’s not like he was planning to run around naked, right?

it all changes once you press the card to open the room, and when he so gentleman-like lets you enter first, you find out there’s only one, big, king sized bed for couples exclusively

the only thing missing are rose petals and candles prepared for newlyweds

you try so so hard not to burst out laughing

when he enters, he becomes as white as the walls around

he can’t process this, what the fu-

bet he’s spending hours at the reception desk explaining it’s a huge mistake

unfortunately, these were the only rooms left, sorry not sorry, you’re sleeping together

and that brings you to the situation you’re in currently

He’s almost over the edge of making a wall of pillows between you two. You can’t help but feel a tiny bit offended by it, but you know he’s probably just super hyper embarrassed.

“Yama, who don’t you trust, me, or yourself?” you ask with a proud grin painting your lips as you sit on your side, sheets tucked around your waist, back rested on the wall behind you.

He gives you an annoyed glance, before answering:

“It’s not that”

Once he says that, he proceeds to somehow nestle himself in, but he looks like one of those dolls that come with a bedroom furnishing, almost lifeless, resting on his back with hands straight down his body, eyes fixed on the ceiling.

“Relax, will you?” you giggle “You have a game tomorrow, grumpy face”

He rolls his eyes.

You shake your head and turn off the light, mumbling a quiet goodnight, as you turn to your side and place a hand under your head, back facing Kageyama.

Well, this is gonna be a long night, or so you think, up until he falls asleep.

You can physically feel him move around, and you think that’s what’s keeping you awake.

It takes a while for you to realize the star valley ball player is getting unconsciously closer, up until you can feel his breath on your neck.

Ironically enough, it’s you who’s all stiff and nervous now, when suddenly you feel his arm go around your waist.

“Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me” you mutter, but he shifts dangerously when you speak, so you have to give up side commentary.

You decided to tease him just a bit. He’s the one who’s gonna be flustered when he wakes up, you’re on a winning side by being awake.

You smile to yourself before shifting your body closer to his. He sighs contently, almost making you laugh.

Oh how you want him to wake up and see already.

tetsuro kuroo as “we fell asleep on the couch together and now my hand is in your hair and you’re breathing directly on my neck”

you’re over studying, or just helping him with something

the point is, you were working all day

at some point he suggests getting pizza

hell yeah, pizza

you order a little bit too much of it, but since you both are suckers for pizza, nobody can back up first

and as you know, people tend to get sleepy after they eat too much

he has a wide couch, so you can both lay beside each other without having to lay ON each other

and as you tend to get a little bit sleepy, you both shift to lay down instead of sitting, still focused on the work, though

you don’t know why, you don’t know how but it just happens that you fall asleep

you obviously don’t see what happens after that, but Kuroo notices you asleep when he asks you multiple questions and you repeatedly don’t answer, he got it like around question number 4

“Lazy much, huh, sleeping beauty?” he mutters to himself, but smiles unconsciously as he glances at your stoic face

and as if that subconsciously impacted his brain, soon enough he can’t find it in himself to keep his eyes open as well.

Kuroo wakes up to an annoying pain in his neck, causing him to hiss and automatically want to place his hand on the place that ached. Whoops, did he fall asleep on the couch again? Oh well, didn’t he have work to do?

He lifts his hand as he wanted to, but suddenly he feels something shift beneath it, and when he looks down to see you, with your head rested on his chest, breathing slowly, a peaceful smile on your face.

Your legs are tangled with his in some unexplicable manner, and as the man of logic he so obviously is, he can’t even begin to understand how that happened.

Especially why his hand feels so in place, holding you by the waist, closer to himself, and the other one lost somewhere in your hair.

You shift your head slightly up, and sigh contently, now breathing directly on the exposed part of his neck. He somehow manages to not shiver at the tingling sensation, getting more and more flustered by the second.

His heart rate inscreases drastically, making him realize he’s stressed like he’d never been before, as he tries to make up his mind about whether to wake you up, gently push you off and let you rest, or maybe stay in place.

He feels attracted to the last one, but knows it’d only be unfair to you.

But you could wake up if he moved you, and you had a long day, after all...

Maybe he’s gonna let you stay there. Not for long, only five... more... minutes...

keiji akashi as “you’re staying over at my place, you take the bed, i’ll sleep on the floor. no, really, i’m comfortable on the floor. GEEZ FINE we’ll both take the bed, ya happy now?

You wanna know what got you in this situation huh

well, you were over for dinner, but it started raining really heavily

like, really really heavily

and akaashi being the sweetheart that he is, can’t let you go home like that

it’s a long way to the train station, you’re gonna get sick, and what if there’s a traffic accident? he can’t have that

(he just wants to spend more time with you but shh about that)

doesn’t matter how hard you try to convince him you’re gonna be fine. you’re staying and that’s final

it’s cute, he’s cute when he’s worried

well that brings you to where you are currently, already after your shower, dressed in one of akaashi’s t-shirts, oh this feels so couple-ish

you wait for him to finish with his night time routine in his room, admiring all the posters and childhood pictures he has

he has the first ever selfie bokuto took with him framed

when he comes back, that’s when the problems start

“Alright, well, let’s get some sleep, you can take my bed, and I’ll take the floor

And that’s what brings us to the guilt rising in your stomach as you settle in the guy’s sheets, inhaling the heavy scent of his shampoo from the pillow under your head. It’s his house, his bed, and yet he’s sleeping on the floor like some random guest. You’re the random guest here, you can’t help but feel like you’re crashing at his place against his will, and you’re making him uncomfortable.

“ ‘Kaashi?” you whisper, making his eyes open wide to see the dark ceiling of his room. There’s silence for a moment, and then he shifts to turn on the light once more.

“Yeah?” he sighs, bringing one hand up to his face to rub his eyes, unable to open them properly because of the sudden flush of light.

“Are you sure you don’t want to sleep on the bed?” you ask shyly, making him chuckle as he shakes his head.

“Yes, yes I’m sure. Goodnight” he states gently, turning on the light once again. This is gonna be a long night, he thinks.

You cannot catch your sleep. Damn it, damn your altruism and all that shit.

“Akaashi no, I can’t-“ you’re cut of by the sound of him laughing.

“Oh my god. Fine. If I move to the bed, will you sleep already?” he whines quietly, and seeing you nod in the dark, he gets up and picks up his pillow.

You get off the bed, wanting to swap places with him, but are held back by his hand.

“No, if you sleep on the floor, i won’t be able to close my eyes even for a second” he forbids gently, moving you back to where you were previously laying.

Oh boy, you both think, this is awkward, but the warmth of his body pressed next to yours makes it hard to be mad at him for stopping you from leaving.

This is gonna be a long night indeed.

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