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kairismess · 5 months

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iwaizumi's biceps are... — hajime iwaizumi x gn!reader

🍰 iwaizumi bot that inspired this fic

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🏐 genre: fluff . . . with undertones of suggestive (but nothing too crazy !)

🍙 author's note: i wanna be squished in between them and be gasping for air like a pretty person wants to be . also cocky iwaizumi is hot .

iwaizumi was challenged yet again by kyotani to an arm wrestling match, much to the older boy's dismay as he was busy enjoying the rest of the slow lunch period with you. he grumbled as he muttered to you he'd be back to make the boy can it and regret challenging him again to another silly competition, when all iwaizumi seems to do is beat him at his own game, time and time again.

you went with iwaizumi to the empty classroom where the rest of the underclassmen of the team was, hoping things would end quickly and painlessly. iwaizumi took off his white blazer, handing to you for safe keeping. you thought that things wouldn't be too eventful, since you knew iwaizumi was much more physically capable than some of the juniors and you needn't worry for him—but nothing could've prepared you for an eyeful of iwaizumi's sculpted, tanned biceps that bulged when they flexed as he moved. you seriously wished he would roll his sleeves up around you more often.

iwaizumi dealt with kyotani not long after and beat him in a matter of minutes, it wasn't that difficult for the boy anyway, with muscles like those. you were... sort of mesmerized with the way his arm's muscles rippled when they moved, how often do you think he works out? you wonder. you shake those thoughts off, only to have them re-enter your mind at lightspeed when iwaizumi asks for his blazer back. you hastily hand it to him, feeling so embarrassed at the realization that you were staring at your best friend's biceps.

"what's up? you're... you look flustered." iwaizumi asks you, pretty concerned as he takes his blazer from you. a part of you hoped he wouldn't put it on now, but another part of you wished he would put it on so you wouldn't be tempted to think anymore thoughts about him. you put on a forced smile and shook your head. "nothing's up, iwa." you tell him as he nods slowly and rolls down his sleeves, putting his blazer on. he leans in closer to you, his lips practically touching your ear, and mutters...

"...something tells me you wish i wouldn't out my blazer on right now... and since i'm such a good best friend... maybe i'll even let you see them more often, yeah?"

oh, fuck. he knows.

he smirks against your hair when he lingers by your ear for a few seconds, before pulling away and going back to normal, telling you to hurry your ass up before the bell rings. he was so complicated with his feelings sometimes... and it was hot. just as hot as he looked if he would keep that blazer off and those sleeves up. you were thinking of telling iwaizumi tomorrow that kyotani asked for a rematch, just without the juniors and with you two sitting together, and your eyes wandering over the length and bulge of his arm...

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90ekz · 1 year

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cockwarming iwaizumi on a business call,,, yea.

he’d be so annoying about it, too. yes, it was your idea, but you didn’t expect for him to treat you like you weren’t important :((

and you want to get pounded, absolutely ruined, but the only thing he was giving you were occasional taps to your clit paired with his slight movement inside you every once in a while.

most annoying man ever btw. it didn’t help that he kept muting the phone to reprimand you either.

“stay still. you wanted this, baby. now take it.”

mean ass.

“‘zumi… don’t be so mean t’me.”

iwa wanted nothing more than to fuck you deep, but he had business to finish first. ‘cause he’s always tryna be a working member of society n shit

eventually you just got impatient and rose up on his cock just to slam back down. he barely covered his guttural whine before the man on the other end noticed.

iwaizumi ended up gripping your waist tightly with one of his sizeable hands to keep you in place, while continuing to writing notes with the other.

he smirked into the crook of your neck, cause now you really had no where to move.

iwa just likes to be a lil sadist from time 2 time.

oh, and as soon as he gets off that phone?? he still doesn’t let you move, much to your dismay.

but now he’s free to degrade you and tell you how bad you were :((

“thought you were g’nna be a good girl f’me. you’re making me sad..”

in the end, iwa lets you cum, yea. but not on his dick. he adds some quick strokes to your clit, but only to shut you up.

after all, he still had business to finish.

he knows exactly how unsatisfying it is, but he thinks you deserve it. all you had to do was sit still >:(

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katszumi · 2 months

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Part One

“I love you.” Iwaizumi declared with a slight smile on his face.

Your jaw dropped, eyes widening at the unexpected confession. You could feel your heartbeat increase its pace. No. You could hear it. Iwaizumi stared at your slacked jaw, not realizing what exactly he just admitted until the silence became far too unusual for them.

Iwaizumi’s olive-tanned skin instantly turned red. The vermillion color reaching his neck and the tip of his ears. He couldn’t believe that his mouth decided that this was the most perfect time to confess. He wanted to slap his hand over his mouth and run away from you. Run away from this whole situation.

Not to mention, you remained silent, rather staring at him with gaped eyes.

“Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that so suddenly.” Iwaizumi apologized, not sure how else to respond to your reaction other than the feeling of being rejected. His heart began to crumble, expectant filling his mind. He knew that this was going to happen.

Even though this was the worst possible time to confess, Iwaizumi didn't regret it. The suffocating feeling of not being able to be yours killed him everyday, especially when he watched you laugh with some guy from your class. It was more than a relief that he was finally able to get it off his chest, even if this happened to be the circumstance.

To interrupt the awkward silence, you cleared your throat. Your fingers finding the necklace that laid on your collar bones, fiddling with it to find some sort of comfort.

“It’s, um, okay.” You replied.

The brunette in front of you shifted in his position, shoving his hands into his pants pocket. He was sure that if he didn’t you’d see the visible sweat occurring on them.

Now, Iwaizumi couldn't stand the silence that was between them. He drug his tongue across his bottom lip, wetting them before putting his head down. His blush grew even more, the vermillion color getting darker.

He slightly rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet, “So?” Iwaizumi squeaked.

“So?” You repeated, taking a huge breath. It felt like a boulder was sitting on your lungs, blocking your airway.

“How do you feel about it?” He referred to the confession. Since the secret was already out, there was no other perfect time to do this. He'd rather get rejected and admit defeat right there, right now than later.

Your teeth grazed your bottom lip before gently biting onto it. How do I feel about it? You questioned yourself. It was true that you’ve known Iwaizumi for a long time, and he’s always been there for you. So, how did you truthfully feel about him?

You remembered how you instantly painted him as a gentleman. A tennis ball symbolizing the first time you two met. It was the first day of your second year, you unfortunately were placed in gym this year. Since it was a free day, your class was able to go outside to the tennis courts and play a match if wanted, and that's exactly what you did. But, what you didn't mean to do is to send your tennis ball with your racket into the head of a taller guy. His hands immediately flew to the back of his hands, his eyes darting around the area searching for the culprit. As his eyes landed on you, you knew you were as good as gone.

Until, Iwaizumi—the handsome guy that played volleyball was what circled around in school—jogged up to the male you inflicted harm on. You weren't sure what they conversed about, but when he turned around and returned to his friends, you were thankful for whatever Iwaizumi said. Soon after, Iwaizumi walked towards you. "Don't worry about him, he doesn't know it was you." You remembered there was a smile that tugged on his lips. "Maybe you should practice on your aim some more." You were aware he was trying to alleviate you for almost getting chewed out. And for some odd reason, it worked all too well.

Since then, you were glued to Iwaizumi just as much as he was to you.

Iwaizumi always made sure you were okay. Back in the spring, you were asked to babysit one of your mom's friends kid. That night you had papers on papers to study, so there was no possible way you could multitask both. Once Iwaizumi caught ear of this, he was immediately on his way towards you. When he arrived, Iwaizumi insisted on baby-watching while you studied. Thankfully, you were able to finish your studies and he managed to put the baby to sleep. You two went on to watch a Godzilla marathon, which definitely seemed like a strange movie to watch but somehow felt priceless at the same time.

Unlike Iwaizumi, you weren't the sporty type. You leaned more towards the creative side that existed in the world. Due to that, you actively participated in the arts and crafts club at school. One particular day, Iwaizumi accompanied you because his own practice was canceled. Today, you planned on weaving since winter was approaching fast and you wished for a homemade scarf. The plan was in motion and was going well with Iwaizumi by your side, until particles of pain began to spread from your index finger to your face. You noticed a tiniest drop of blood on your weaving needle. Instinctively, you cursed under your breath, Iwaizumi's attention now focusing on your bloody finger.

It didn't take him long to shoot himself up from his chair. You assumed that he had a weak stomach and couldn't stand the sight of blood. So, you stood from your own seat to rinse your finger under water. But, seconds later, Iwaizumi comes rushing back in the room with a first-aid kit. You wondered where those were even at in the school and how he knew where to get one so fast, but you didn't have time to ask any questions from the way he ushered you to the sink. Iwaizumi washed your finger, applied rubbing alcohol on it, and bandaged it without you asking. You two remained silent during the process, only because the slight furrow in his eyebrow indicated he was extremely focused. "Be more careful next time." He forced his voice to sound more authoritative, but the slightest tone of concern leaked out in his statement. "Tradition says that bleeding on a project is good luck." You joked instead. He rolled his eyes at the statement, his hand still gently holding onto your bandaged one.

A week later, you gifted him the scarf with a healed hand.

When school finally reached summer break, you began to travel more with your family. You were unable to see any of your friends as much, including Iwaizumi. There was an empty void inside of you that you hoped the amount of scenery and foreign foods would fill, but it didn't. Nothing could. As soon as your family car entered the borders of Japan, Iwaizumi was the first contact you pressed. It felt natural that he would be the first person you'd contact. It was always like that; He was the first person you'd look for in a busy crowd, the first person to talk to after a long day, the first person that slipped into your mind without thought. He was always just there, whenever he was not, the feeling was suffocating. Who else was there to talk to if he's not in your presence?

Iwaizumi was never the type to show his emotions on his sleeves. You suppose maybe that's a reason why you started to fall for him. He was hard to read, sometimes even suppressed how he felt about certain things. But when he was honest, his words were fervent and passionate. You witnessed this first when some girls at your school started to bad-talk you. They were upset you managed to slither in the cracks of Oikawa and Iwaizumi. Their claims were 'she's not popular enough or they could choose someone better than her'. You fell into their words of hate, the feeling of insecurity and self-doubt loomed around you and followed you wherever you went.

Unable to stand the sight of you like this, Iwaizumi showed up at your house unwarranted, practically forcing himself inside when you tried to shoo him away. That day, he yelled at you for choosing to believe them, how he was upset you started to distance yourself from him and Oikawa because of some 'imbecile, jealous girls' were his words. Your rebuttal was something along the lines of "Some things they're not necessarily wrong about", your eyes falling to the floor because it was suddenly uncomfortable to engage in eye contact. Iwaizumi instead used his finger to lift your chin, compelling you to look in his eyes. "But they are. Those girls could never amount to how beautiful you are." His olive orbs looked as if they were begging you to hear him. To feel his love for you. And with just a sentence, you felt the immense pressure wishing to be more dissipate in less than a second.

You love how much effort Iwaizumi puts toward you. After every volleyball game, the entire student section rushes the court to celebrate their deserved win. You, carefully sliding past people, eyes wandering around to find a specific figure in a pool of bodies finally meets Iwaizumi. Him, bumping shoulders into numerous people, ignoring the grunts of others from his lack of manners, in order to always meet you in the middle. You don't know a time when he's not there, waiting for you, climbing the peak of every mountain just so he can reach you.

Because the Iwaizumi you've known has always accepted your imperfections, supports and motivates you, makes sure you're aware of the fact that you're a priority to him.

Maybe you've known for a long time you were in love with Iwaizumi. In love with how easily he managed to slip through your barricaded door. You were just being selfish choosing to ignore the vehement pool of affection you thrived upon that was bestowed for the male in front of you.

Deciding that words just couldn't emphasize your true feelings for him, your hands caress Iwaizumi's stunned face and you close the distance that was between you two.

The shape of his lips molded perfectly with yours, almost like God sculpted his lips to only fit yours. He tasted like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion. Like pure, clear water, as though it came from a spring. Whatever it was, you wanted more.

But your stupid stupid lungs had to find air.

You leaned away from Iwaizumi, resting your forehead on his. You could feel his brown strands of hair that stuck to his forehead from the sweat he emitted in the volleyball match, but you didn't care. Whenever it came to Iwaizumi, any worries was thrown out the window. He just felt right.

You grinned against his lips. “Took us way too long.”

i love this man sm, i'll do anything for him

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iwhyzumiihajimee · 2 months

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On Valentine’s Day~

Oikawa: receiving chocolates again! They should at least know my favorite is milk bread!

Meanwhile… the boys~

Credits to original artist

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atsumwah · 1 year

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about time

featuring : iwaizumi hajime

includes : you being oikawa's sister, brothers best friend trope, a teeny tiny mention of drinking, and you and makki being besties

notes : i legit put iwa and bo in the wheel name spinning thing bcs i was too indecisive to pick and iwa won three in a row....the universe apparently sided with this hunk 2day ! ignore the mistakes if you find any, i’ll fix em laterzzz :)))

being oikawa's sister had its perks.

you're instantly popular, you have boys queuing up to get your number, every girl in the school was nice to you ( though they only wanted to get closer to your brother but you didn't care honestly) so really there wasn't anything you can complain about.

except that you have the biggest crush on your brother's best friend.

it's not that he's just hot, like insanely godly hot, he's also really nice. all the years you've known iwaizumi, there wasn't a moment where he wasn't a gentleman to you, despite being together for so long people might mistake you three as siblings.

like when you were five and fell on your knees, he was the one who ran to get the first aid kit (damn your brother he did nothing but laugh, the audacity)

or when you were thirteen when you were scared to walk alone after school without oikawa because he was sick and iwaizumi offered himself up despite having his classes end way earlier than you (and continues to do so when your brother couldn't accompany you)

or when you were 21, drunk off your ass at a bar and having him pick you up, knowing that his campus was literally halfway across town but still came when he heard you sobbing at the other end of the phone.

the little things he does makes your heart flutter, toes curl and mind only filled with thoughts of him. he's the reason why your standards in men are so high and you aren't going to settle less than any of that. you weren't going to settle if it wasn't him.

even so, you're pretty sure he doesn't see you in the same light. again, you've known each other for years, you basically grew up together, so you're pretty sure he only sees you as his best friend annoying little sister (even worse, he's own little sister)

"why does he have to be like that, makki?" you whine, your head lulling to the right to rest on your best friend's shoulder.

"that being?" he teased, taking a sip from his drink as he eyed you from the side.

"you know, irresistibly hot." you gestured to iwaizumi who was working at the counter, "how am i supposed to move on if i see him everyday?"

"that's your own fault. you know he works here."

you did but that's not the point.

"still," you grumbled out, "thought i was being obvious enough. can't he just, i don't know,reject me?"

"honey, you and i both know he's oblivious as hell. i think you need to spell it out for him to get it."

you groaned, hitting your head against the table again.

"hey, what if i set you up with a guy? maybe you'll learn to move on." makki suggested.

it wasn't like the idea of meeting someone new hasn't crossed your mind before. it's just that, well, they're not him.

"did you miss the part where haji's literally perfect and most men aren't?"

"ahem."

"most men besides haji and you aren't."

"better." he said smugly before continuing. "what if i made sure he checks all your boxes, hmm? i know a lot of people."

"i don't know," you bit your lip, "i guess i trust you…"

"that's a dangerous thing to do, you know?"

your head whipped to the sound of his voice coming from behind you.

"i'm literally your best friend, dude."

"not by choice."

a chuckle escaped your lips at his bluntness.

"hey!"

"what are you talking about and why are you trusting makki with it?"

before you could even answer, makki did for you.

"we were talking about setting her up on a date," he said proudly.

"a date, huh?" he eyed you from the side, "thought you had all the boys lining up your feet, princess."

you're so unfair, hajime.

"they're not that interesting, i guess." you said instead.

"good. keep your standards high. you can't trust men these days."

"you're literally a man."

"i'm different."

"ahem." makki not so subtly coughed again.

"like I said, i'm different—ow— i will literally kick you, makki."

you only smiled, never agreeing more with a statement. he was different, or maybe there was something different about the way you felt for him compared to anyone else. and as much as you wanted something more with him, you're smart enough to realize that that dream was way out of reach.

maybe going on a blind date wouldn't be the worst idea.

***

"i'm so gonna kill you!"

"what'd he do?" makki said on the other line.

"not only did he criticize what i ordered, he even took some of my food and didn't even ask for it! he said and i quote 'a pretty thing like you can't finish this, right?' you know i don't share food!"

"i’m sorry bout that honey. he seemed pretty cool when i talked to him before. he did looked excited when he saw a picture of you."

"ugh men. that's it, i'm just gonna wait for my prince charming to come."

"so no more blind dates?"

"nope." you clicked your tongue as you opened the door to your apartment. "thanks hiro, i did appreciate the thought. i'm gonna call it a night."

"alright, sleep tight honey."

you removed the phone lodged between your shoulder and ear before dropping through keys in the bowl next to the door.

"you're home early."

you let out a gasp at the sudden intruder, your heart calming down when you realize who it was. "my god, how did you come in?"

"you gave me the keys, dumbass." iwaizumi shook the spare keys in front of you, then settled himself on the countertop. "so how was your date?"

"how'd you know it was today?" you took off your coat and immediately went to the refrigerator, taking out a can of—well two cans— of something that would probably make you forget your date.

"makki's not one to keep quiet, you know."

"right. well, it's a lost cause you could say."

"that bad?"

"yup," you downed it down immediately, wincing at the aftertaste. "what're you doing here anyways? it's late."

"had to make sure you got back safe." he said nonchalantly, "your brother would've nagged me if something happened to you."

"i'm a big girl, hajime. i can take care of myself." you said, annoyed, though your beating heart says otherwise. "pretty sure he's dying for me to get someone. he's always saying how i'm repulsing men."

"we both know that's not true, princess," he says.

ugh there it is again. that stupid nickname that makes you weak in the knees for the man in front of you.

"yeah well…" you started, avoiding his eyes as you spoke, "i appreciate you coming to check up on me but i don't need another brother breathing down my back, alright?"

you expect him to shrug it off or to roll his eyes like oikawa would but instead you're confused at his next words.

"do i really give off that impression to you?"

you turned your head towards him. it almost sounded like he was hurt. "what do you mean?"

"nothing." he says almost instantly after that. "nothing, i just— forget i said anything." and with that he goes off to grab his coat hanging by the rack.

but you were curious. because the way he said it seemed like it was out of surprise. like it's the first time he realized that.

"wait," you grabbed his arm before he could go. "tell me what you mean by that?"

was it the booze that made you act this way too? yeah probably.

" 's doesn't matter. forget it, alright?" he makes a move to leave but tug his arm out. you hold on tighter.

"tell me." you say, persistently. "i’m not letting you go until you tell me. i'll jump on your back right now even."

"let go."

"for someone bigger than my brother you sure are a wimp."

"are you trying to provoke me?"

"is it working?" you said before adding, "wimp."

"it's not working."

you pouted. "it always works with tooru."

"that's because he has a huge ego." he let out a yelp when you actually fulfilled your threat by jumping on his back. "hey, get off!"

"not until you tell me!" you locked your legs around him with your arms around his neck to stay determined. "this usually works on tooru too. only it involves a lot more hair pulling." you said triumphantly, before realizing how close your face has gotten to his. apparently he noticed it too judging by how wide his eyes are and how red he looks up close.

"if i tell you, you might hate me." he whispers, words only for you to hear.

"i could never hate you." that's ridiculous. you were literally in love with him, hello?

he looked uncertain, but eventually gave in when you were still stubborn to let him go.

“...i like you, y/n."

pardon?

"if you're messing with me, i will pull your hair out." you managed to say.

"please don't. mine doesn't grow as fast as your shitty brother."

"you're…for real then?"

"yes."

"then why would you think i hate you?"

iwaizumi winced, like the next few words were gonna be painful. "you said you think of me as a brother."

"because i thought you only saw me as a sister!" you blurted out.

"what?" his big saucer eyes matching your own. "what're you saying?"

"i'm in love with you." you bit your lip and continued on. "i've been in love with you ever since i can remember."

there. it was finally out, no takesies backsies. honestly it felt good to have that in the open. it was like ripping off a bandaid, painful but at the same time, relieving.

but then panic set in when he didn't say anything for a solid minute.

you watched as his face slowly turned red till the tip of his ears and his mouth opening, closing, as if still figuring out what to say. his hands moved first, slowly taking you off of his back and turning your body so you were now hugging him from the front, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

"so… we like each other?" he says, lips unbelievably close to your own.

"apparently."

"so if i wanted to kiss you, your would say…" he trails off, eyes solely focusing on your lips.

"i'd say it's about damn time, haji." you mimicked his movements.

"about damn time," he mutters before claiming your lips with his.

about damn time indeed.

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radiantteacup · 10 months

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𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃!

༊*·˚ When your fwb wants to be more you have to turn him down, luckily two men are there to make up for the lack of lust that a led your night so far.

˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Oikawa Iwaizumi Tooru, iwaizumi Hajime x Fem! AFAB! Reader

˗ˏˋWarnings ´ˎ˗ Strong language, smut, threesome, double penetration, fwb, one night stand, throat fucking, rough sex, fingering, oral (M&F receiving)

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"Fuck."

You buried your face in your palms, frustration bubbling in your chest. You told him not to get attached, but here you are, sitting on a bench on a cold and rainy night alone outside a bar. He wanted to be official, but you didn't want anything serious. Just fuck buddies, that was the agreement. You didn't sign up for this, for broken hearts and blocked numbers.

"Well hey there Doll Face, something wrong?"

You looked up from your hands, greeted with the smug expression of a very handsome man. Beside him stood an equally as attractive but less smug man.

"It's messy", you sighed.

"Luckily for you, I like it messy," he winked at you.

Your amused grin was enough for him to take a seat beside you, the other man seating himself on your other side.

"Friends with benefits gone wrong," you sighed. "He wanted more, I wanted to stay the same," you explained with an annoyed groan. You felt his calloused hand slide up your arm, patting your shoulder.

You felt the other man, who had yet to speak up until now, slide a warm hand onto your thigh. "How frustrating, needy people wanting more than they deserve." The deep rumble of his voice went straight between your legs.

"I wouldn't say he was undeserving, I just don't want any commitment," you mumbled shyly.

The first man spoke again, his hand coming up to cup your plush cheek, "Oh, I wouldn't say anyone's deserving of a beauty like you."

When you met the first mans eyes you realized just how close he'd gotten to you, you could feel his warm breath fanning across your face; it smelled of peppermint. You swallowed thickly as he came closer, daring to glance down at his lips. Before you could even look back up his warm lips where pressed against your own.

Without even thinking, you kissed him back, only pausing briefly when you felt the hands of the second man pulling you back against his chest. His big hands moved your hair away from your neck, kissing and licking at the freshly exposed skin.

Your mind was buzzing as the warmth of the two men enveloped you.

However, before you could get very far both men pulled away, the second speaking first, "should we take this to our place? Is that okay with you Baby?"

You couldn't seem to find your voice, opting to nod instead.

With that the two men got up, the second one helping to your feet. Your legs felt like jelly and he let you lean against him, his thick arm wrapping around your waist as the three of you walked to what you presumed was their car.

"No fair Iwa, you're hogging her all for yourself!" The first man whined before slipping his arm beneath yours, locking them together between your now intertwined hands.

"You don't like him better do you Doll?" A cute pout adorned his lips as he whispered in your ear.

"..I-I", you stuttered, your heart beating to fast for you to even think.

"Stop it Tooru, you're messing with her too much. Don't worry Baby, he's only teasing." The second man stroked your waist with his thumb gently as he spoke softly to you.

The first man, Tooru, handed the keys to the second man, who's name you still weren't quite sure about, when you got to their car. It was a very nice lifted black 4 door jeep.

"You drive Iwa, I'm going get her ready on the way back," Tooru said with a mischievous grin.

The second man sighed before pulling your further into him. "Is that okay with you Baby," he asked. Before you could answer he leaned in, whispering in your ear. "Want him to get you all hot and bothered in the back of my car?"

The implication made your core ache, you just nodded dumbly. Tooru chuckled as he pulled you into him as the other man released his hold on your waist.

As the other man, only identified as 'Iwa', climbed into the drivers side Tooru led you to the door behind the passenger side.

He opened the door then looked at you, realizing your were too dumbfounded to climb up into the big car yourself, he chuckled. His big hands slid beneath your plush thighs, leaning in to your ear he whispers to you, "jump, Doll."

Listening to his command, you jump up. He catches you, your tummy pressed against his solid stomach.

You see a mischievous grin spread across his handsome face. He leans into your ear again, his warm breath tickling your neck, causing you to shiver. "Oh pretty girl, I can feel how wet you are down there already."

The way he licks his lips has your your tummy doing front flips. However before he can kiss you the loud rumble of the Jeep revving to life startles you, making you jump in Tooru's strong arms. "Get in the car 'ru," Iwa grumbles.

With a grumble of his own, Tooru obliges, lifting you onto the back seat before crawling in himself.

With both of you in the car, Iwa pulls away from the bar, and the bench where you had been wallowing in your own misery only a few minutes ago. Before you can take in too much of your surroundings Tooru has you back pressed against the back seat of the car, laying between your thighs, his warm tongue playing with your own.

His slender fingers slide from your thigh to your hips, then slip beneath the tiny black dress that adorned your figure, sliding it off your warm body.

He groans as he takes in the sight of you, splayed out on the backseat of his car in nothing but a bra and a lacey pair of panties.

"Fuck your so pretty f'me Doll," his words are slurred and his voice low. There's a predatory look in his eyes as he trails his eyes across your impeccable figure, and you swear he almost starts drooling.

When he finishes taking you in, he presses his firm body against your softer one. He leans into you, nibbling on your earlobe gently before whispering into your ear.

"Gonna let me touch you Princess? Make you feel real good Doll."

You only manage a soft whisper of your own, "please, wan' you to touch me 'ru"

You can tell that riles him up when he feverously presses hot, open mouthed kisses against your neck. You bite your lip to hold back a moan, not wanting to seem needy so soon.

You slide one hand up his back and into his hair, the other one coming to rest on his lower back while he makes an absolute mess of your neck and collarbones.

"Don't forget to actually prep her, Tooru." The low rumble of the other mans voice snaps you out of your little haze. You look towards the front where he sits driving as Tooru pulls away from your neck.

"Yeah, yeah, I got it Haji'. You just focus on the road yeah?"

He doesn't bother waiting for the man to reply, wasting no time slipping your bra off of you, leaving your chest bare before his hungry eyes. He doesn't hesitate before latching onto one of your bare nipples, teasing it with his warm tongue.

You jolt at the sensation, bringing the hand you had buried in his hair up to cover your mouth, and your moans.

You feel him finally slip a hand into your lacey panties. However he didn't touch where you needed him, opting to ghost his lithe fingers over your core teasingly.

You fisted part of his shirt in your hand, a whine slipping from your pouty lips.

You hear a groan escape Tooru's lips from where they attacked your breasts, finally dipping his middle and ring finger into your hot cunt.

You close your eyes, embarrassed by Tooru's gaze burning into your face, watching your expression like a hawk.

You hold the back of your hand over your mouth, holding back moans as he buries his long fingers in your gummy cunt.

The pace of his pretty fingers only increases as he pounds them into your pussy.

Despite your reservations you can't help the pornographic moan that escapes you lips when he hooks his fingers, burying them into that spot that leaves your back arching.

You can hear a breathy curses escape the other man from where he sits in the drivers seat, his knuckles are white from how hard he's gripping the steering wheel, glancing at the filthy scene through the rearview-mirror.

It doesn't take much more of Tooru's ministrations to have your body shaking as you cum on his fingers, a loud moan escaping your lips.

His fingers work you through your high, his plump lips whispering sweet encouragements in your ear as you gasp for breath.

"That feel good Doll? Yeah? I'm gon' make you see stars tonight pretty girl."

Before he's able to say much more the car hums to a stop, you're at their house. You can hear the way Iwa aggressively unbuckles himself, flinging his door open before slamming it shut. You barely able to register what's happening before the back door is swung open too.

"You having fun back here without me Baby? He make you feel good huh?" The sneer of Iwa's voice has you excited as you feel his warm hands scooping you into his big arms.

Before you know it one of his big hands in buried in your hair, the other under your ass to support your weight. He walks with his lips on yours, the open mouthed kiss he has you entranced in is beyond messy, drool slipping down your chin as you cling to his shoulders.

You hear the jingle of keys as Tooru opens their front door, your discarded clothes in his hand.

You moan into Iwa's mouth, your clit bouncing against his hard-on every time he takes a step. When you get into the bedroom Tooru has seated himself on the bed, legs spread, although still fully clothed. Iwa breaks from the kiss, "shirt off Tooru," he grunts.

When his shirt hits the floor Iwa sits you between Tooru's legs, your back pressed against the brunettes chest.

With his arms now free, Iwa tugs his own shirt off over his head tossing it near Tooru's.

Tooru takes the opportunity to tug you back further onto their mattress before sliding his pants and boxers off, discarding them haphazardly over the side of the bed. Then, he's stripping you of your panties as well.

When you feel Iwa's hands on you again, he's fully naked as well. he leans in to whisper in your ear, "what's your name Babygirl? You never told us."

"Y/n."

"Beautiful, I'm Hajime. The devilish one over the is Tooru, though I think you've probably gathered that by now. That is, if that dumb little head of your is even still working."

The sexy smirk that slides across his lips making you dizzy.

You were still panting from the kiss, drool staining your chin, and you can only imagine how many hickeys now adorn your skin.

He crawls onto the bed, his big hands spreading your thighs as he leans into you. "I'm to fucking ruin you tonight Babygirl."

He lets you cup his face in your palms, bringing it closer to your own. "Please..wan' you to f'me dumb," you plead quietly.

That seemed to break any self restraint either man had left.

Hajime pressed into you, kissing you feverishly, as you're pressed back into Tooru's chest.

Tooru is quick begin playing with your perky little nipples, biting more hickeys into your neck while he's at it.

When Hajime's had his fill of your mouth he pulls away.

"Turn around and suck Tooru's cock f'me Baby. You can do that for him can't you dumb little Baby?"

You nod feverishly turning around to face Tooru, who cups your face in his hands, placing a quick kiss to your swollen lips before he lets you go.

You lean down, letting you tongue slip out from between your lips. Looking up at him you lick a slow stripe from base to tip, swirling your tongue around the tip when you reach it.

Tooru lets out a quiet groan, sliding one hand into your hair when you take him into your mouth.

Hajime takes a moments to take in the sight of the two of you, his cock throbbing at the lewd sight.

Then, he leans down, giving your clit a few kitten licks that make you jolt as he slips two fingers into your tight cunt. He had Tooru prep you in the car, but he needed to make sure you were stretched enough to take him.

When he decides you're ready, he lines himself up to your pretty pussy. He takes his time, slowly sliding himself into your warm walls. The sensation of your cunt alone has him letting out a loud groan.

The walls of your wet cunt felt inherently different then Tooru's ass, and he hadn't had good pussy in years.

He slides his hands down your back, pressing you into a deep arch.

Before you know it Hajime's pounding into you from behind, his thick cock stretching you so fucking good it has your eyes rolling back. Tooru has you choking on his, fucking up into your mouth leaving you choking and drooling on his fat cock.

You can tell Tooru is close from his irregular, feverish thrusts that leave your throat sore and your pussy dripping on Hajime's cock behind you.

You feel yourself moaning despite your mouth being full, Hajime pressing two fingers into your cunt as well, stretching you even more.

Finally, you feel Tooru spill his thick seed down your throat while you try your best to swallow all of it, your nose pressed against his abs.

You gasp for air as he lets your head go, your lungs burning from your intense rendezvous.

Your brain tries to grasp what's happening as Hajime's thick arm pulls you up against his chest, still fucking up into you, just much slower than before.

You barely register his deep voice rumbling in your ear as he pulls his fingers out of you.

"Think you can take both of us in your pretty little cunt Baby?"

What?

"Bof' of you?" You ask dumbly, your words slurred.

"Yeah. What do you say Doll? Wanna give it a try?"

This time its Tooru whispering in your ear.

You just nod, not truly realizing what they're talking about until Tooru is bullying his fat cock into your cunt right alongside Hajime's.

You arch backward tears spiling down your face at the intense stretch it brings.

Can't do this.

"T-Too big. Can't take it s'too big." You whine weakly pushing at Tooru's hips.

"Shh.. Baby, you can do it. I know you can do it." You hear Hajime Comfort you as Tooru kisses the tears off your face.

Finally, Tooru bottoms out inside your cunt. "We'll move slowly Baby, promise we'll make you feel good."

They do start slowly, taking turns sliding in and out of your cunt. When you start moaning again they gradually pick up the speed until they're pounding into your fat cunt relentlessly.

You're moaning pornographically, clawing at Tooru's strong back unable to think of anything but the mind blowing pleasure ripping through your body.

By the time the three of you are cumming you've being fucked completely stupid.

"Jus' look at you Baby, not a single thought in that pretty head no more," Hajime chuckles.

You fall into Tooru, not able to support your own body anymore. Luckily he holds in his arms, kissing your face gently as you try to catch your breath.

"There, there Doll, I've got you now."

The last thing you can recall before you fall asleep against Tooru's firm body is the sweet words of both men praising you.

A/n: It's literally 5:20am so I'll proofread this in the morning.

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sassycheesecake · 11 months

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A/N: I saw this earlier today and Iwa-chan first popped into my mind. Have fun reading lol.

Warnings: slightly suggestive

Genre: fluff

You’re just doing the dishes on a normal Tuesday afternoon, when your phone rings.

Setting aside the plate you were just scrubbing down, you dry your hands with the kitchen towel on the counter before grabbing your vibrating phone.

You don’t recognize the number that’s calling you, so you frown in confusion before swiping your lock screen to answer it.

“Hello, this is (Y/N) speaking.“

“Good afternoon, am I speaking to the spouse of Lieutenant Iwaizumi Hajime?“

You feel your heart drop in your stomach, already fearing the worst: death, accident, arrest, murder, sudden enlistment,…

You gulp down with a heavy heart and answer back.

“Y-Yes, this is them.“

“Hello this is Captain Shimazaki speaking. I am calling to inform you that your spouse Lieutenant Iwaizumi Hajime came into work with a bruise on his neck. Actually multiple dark bruises along his neck.” He stops to cough awkwardly. “Although he looked pretty satisfied and happy this morning, please move your love marks down, so they can’t be seen when in uniform.“

You can feel your face heat up a thousand degrees, utterly embarrassed and wishing to sink 500 feet into the ground to disappear.

“U-Uhm s-sure, I will remember that for next time.“

For next time? Could you have worded that any worse?

“Appreciate it. Have a good day.“

“You as well, goodbye.“

You hang up simultaneously and put your phone down on the counter, leaning both hands on the cool graphite stone to actually process what just happened.

Too much distracted in your thoughts, you don’t even hear the front door unlock.

“Hey baby, I am home.“ Iwaizumi loudly greets you as he steps inside your shared home.

Taking his shoes off and putting them neatly by the door, he waits for your greeting back but receives nothing.

He saw your car in the driveway, so you have to be home.

“(Y/N)?“ The brunette calls out again, this time a little bit louder.

His rough voice finally snaps you out of your trance and you turn to look at him and the first thing you notice are the scattered hickeys along his neck.

Iwaizumi‘s face melts into concern, as he takes in your face. You look like you‘ve seen a ghost because your eyes widen in horror as you stare at your husband.

“Babe, what's wrong? You are as pale as a sheet of paper.“ With deep worry in his voice, he quickly approaches you and puts his warm hands around your face to grasp it gently.

“Uhm.“ You don’t know how to start this conversation.

“Well, your uh… I guess your boss called me earlier, basically saying I should tone it down a notch with uh… my marks on you.“

Iwaizumi takes a few seconds after hearing your words and all of sudden he bursts out laughing.

Slightly jumping at his sudden reaction, you are now even more confused.

“Gosh, this day keeps getting better and better. First I got to make love to my beautiful partner last night and this morning and then had a great day at work and now you’re telling me that you’re the one who should calm down with your marks on me?“ He keeps on laughing and steps closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and gently pushing you against the counter.

He leans in and slightly growls in your ear.

“Good thing they can’t see all those markings I left on you last night.“

Something hard starts to press against your stomach.

“Hajime, you can’t be serious.“

You can feel him pressing rough kisses against your neck, occasionally giving you bites and licks that make you swoon and melt on the spot.

“Come on, mark me up some more. Want to show everyone how sexy and seductive my drop dead gorgeous spouse can be.“

You give in and let him carry you bridal style to your bedroom, both of you leaving marks on each other and both of you so exhausted that Iwaizumi and you call in sick for the next day.

@rukia-uchiha-98 @wake-uptoreality @nerd-of-karasuno

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satoruzlove · 1 year

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mornings with boyfriend hajime💗

in your shared apartment with lots of windows, you both find yourself off for the day and sleep in- or at least it was your intention to. you spent all of the prior night watching horror movies in bed, holding hands and eventually falling asleep on eachother. it was a blissful sleep , but hajime always found it that way when he slept with you. it was like your presence just served to release stress from his body, and he always felt like a new man when he woke.

this sun kissed morning was no different, as he rose with the sun to see your peaceful face against a pillow. a shirt, his shirt, had ridden up your thighs slightly and it only added to how sweet you looked. a calloused hand came up to brush some hair from your face, and your boyfriend couldn’t help but smile into the morning air at how perfect you could possibly be. the birds outside and the warm sunlight encasing you both gave him a true feeling of peace.

hajime wastes almost no time in putting on some proper pants and getting out of bed silently, cautious of your precious, sleeping form in the bed. he cleans up, never tiring of seeing your toothbrush in the same cup as his, your skincare next to his lotions and every other piece of proof that you were in his space- infesting and growing into every aspect of his life. the brunette thought he would start up breakfast, opening the curtains in the kitchen and relishing in the light once more before tying up an apron.

he did his best to be quiet as before, but of course the pots and pans had minds of their own. shortly, you stirred and groaned at the loss of your lover next to you. you stretched a bit, a sigh falling from your lips as you made your way to the source of noise, your very own dennis the menace, in your kitchen. you nearly passed a comment, but the sight before you was far too hypnotic.

hajime’s built, tanned back caught the sunlight perfectly. his freckled skin nearly glistened, muscles beneath it flexing as he moved his arms. his hair was absolutely ruffled, sticking up in different directions and almost seeming golden in the morning light that so graciously beamed through your windows. the plaid pants he wore hung lowly on his hips, holding him the same way you do as you sleep- and to say he looked perfect standing behind the stove was an atrocious understatement.

you snuck up behind him, careful to make no sound. you wound your arms around his waist, and as you placed a kiss on his spine he smiled into the pan. turning off the stove, his larger hands encased yours to place a firm kiss on your knuckles. those same hands make quick, easy work of picking you up, locking your legs around him as he held you up by your thighs. hajime took note of the softness of your lips, the sparkle in your eyes and god , your smile. your smile made it hard for him to breathe.

“morning, troublemaker,” he hums into your forehead, gifting you another kiss. you giggle, eyelashes tickling his chin as you hum back affectionately. he sets you down on the counter, the cold marble making you yelp but swiftly fading away as your boyfriend rubbed loving circles on your thighs with his thumb. his green eyes caught the sun, shining and making the inhuman blowing of his pupils obvious. “you could’ve stayed with me , in bed,haji.” you hum, your hands around his neck now as you rub the back of it- where a small tattoo of your birth flower resided.

he kisses your jaw, “i know, sweetheart,’m sorry. you know i can’t be still for that long, would’a woken you,” he mumbles, pressing many, many more kisses to your neck and jaw. truthfully. you could tell he was paying no attention to what you were saying. you hold his face in your hands, bumping his nose with yours, “hey,” he whispers, eyes searching yours. his hands caged your hips as he leaned against the counter, you could feel his body heat nearly creeping onto your own skin. everything about hajime was absolutely intoxicating.

“baby,” he breathes. it’s almost a sigh, nearing a whine and if you squinted- a dreamy whisper. you know what he wants, hajime is far too greedy in that regard. so you kiss him, lips meshing with his as his hands hold your hips as if he wanted to make hand prints into your skin.

mornings with you felt like the beginning of a fairytale to iwaizumi hajime.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Team Japan’s Manager

Future Mx. Iwaizumi

Hajime Iwaizumi featuring Team Japan x GN! Manager

Warnings: fluff, swearing, Oiks and Sumu in the same hcs

AN: this is an anon request!

Ughhhhhh *punch’s air repeatedly*

It’s fine, I’m fine, this is fine 😐

What do I have to be jealous of?

I mean, sure you’re engaged Iwaizumi Hajime, 28, Athletic trainer

And sure you’re the manager for the Team Japan Men’s Volleyball Team

😐🙄 anyways, needless to say I’m extremely jealous of you YN

You’ve been dating Iwa for a while now

Actually even since you both met in College 🥰

You somehow managed to bag one of the hottest men in the entire universe and we won’t question it

Because you 👏🏻 deserve 👏🏻 it 👏🏻

Anyways, you are Iwa we’re always pretty low key about your relationship

I mean, Oikawa knew

Oikawa knows everything 🙄

But otherwise, you were pretty on the dl

It’s not that you didn’t love Haji or want to show him off but seriously nobody likes a bragger

Even thought you’d deserve to brag YN

I mean you bagged HAJIME IWAIZUMI so please brag away 😌

I’d be walking around like “this is my partner Iwaizumi Hajime, 28, Athletic Trainer. Isn’t he GORGEOUS!!!”

Fortunately you aren’t me and you are a humble being, who values your privacy with your fiancé

You and Iwa got engaged before you came back to Japan and before you both landed the gigs with Team Japan volleyball

Of course you both knew you were applying for each job and you encouraged each other

They were your dream jobs after all!

Not sure what universe you are living in to dream about managing toddler men Yn but you do you 😅

Anyways, you and Iwa were extremely professional while at practice

Of course, Kuroo and the coaches knew you were engaged

But the team, the team did not

And there were absolutely no problems

😂😂😂 literally couldn’t even type that with a straight face

N E WAYS the guys were literally feral at practice and around you

You and Iwa both agreed that you shouldn’t wear you engagement ROCK at practice

Because like, it can get caught on the net, your finger could get jammed, literally so many problems

You wanted to get a band for practice but you just hadn’t gotten around to it

Not like you aren’t super busy or anything 😐

“YN WHERE ARE THE TOWELS?”

“YN do you have an extra nail file?”

“YN can you help with blocking practice?”

“YN where’s Bokuto?”

“YN Hinata’s locked in the bathroom again!”

Literally not busy at all 🙄

You literally crashed every single night when you got home and Iwa understood why

While he had a training room to seek refuge in, you had nowhere to run

You literally had a trail of 6ft plus ducklings following you

Every once in and a while you’d manage to escape to visit Iwa

You’d walk through the doors of the training room as Haji would watch

“Hey babe, how’s it going?” He’d ask as you’d put your hand up, collapsing on of the training tables

“Please Haji, just 5 minutes of quiet,” you’d groan out as you tried to recover

5 seconds later

“YN? YN!!! Hey there you are?” Hinata would yell with Kageyama on his heels

Iwa is just rolling his eyes in the corner

You stand up, fixing your hair and staring at the two dummies

“Yes?” You grit out

“Can you measure our jumping height? Kageyama said I’m still not as high as he is!” Hinata says

“You’re still shorter than me you shrimp!” Kageyama growls

“SAY THAT TO MY FACE CRAPPYAMA!” Hinata yells

“I would but I’d have to bend down,” kageyama smirks 😏

“Alright- Alright!” Iwa says, breaking it up as you sighed

“I’ll be there in 2 minutes guys, please try not to kill each,” you add as they leave

Iwa walks over to you grabs you and gives you a big hug, “love you babe, we will get your favorite tonight for dinner to make up for these idiots.”

Needless to say, Hajime was your savior the whole training season

And when it came to the actual Olympics he was there to support you the entire time

As you prepared for your first game, our favorite Argentinian v.ball player came to visit 🥰

“There’s my precious YN-Chan!” Oikawa gushes as you stare

You 👉🏻😐🙄 hello Toru

Kageyama and Ushijima are fuming in the corner because like why are you talking to HIM 😤

“So when is the big day Yn? Have you and Iwa-Chan decided when you’re going to get hitched?” Toru says

Team Japans heads snap to you 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ excuse me-

“Ha ha good one Oikawa,” Aran says

“Why would you ship YN with Iwa and not me!” Atsumu says offended

“Wait they don’t know?” Oikawa says

“Who doesn’t know what?” Iwa says, standing next to you

“That you and YN are engaged,” Oikawa says as Team Japan just stares at you

“Say sike right now!” Atsumu cries

You and Iwa 👉🏻😐🙄 well it was good while it lasted-

“Shittykawa it’s because they didnt know!” Iwa says

“YN really?!?” Hinata gushes 🥹

Flower MAN material YN write it down ✍️

“Dang! Well I guess congratulations!” Yaku adds

“It’s not a big deal guys, we don’t talk about it much,” you say

“Really Yn? Because I’d totally brag about being engaged to Iwa if I were you!” Hoshiumi laughs

He’s not wrong Yn 😏

“Omg wait Yn can I be a bridesmaids? Or a brides man or a man groom?” Bokuto :D

You 👉🏻😐😳 uhhh

“No Bokuto I’m going to be the best man for YN! Or brides person? Or person of honor?” Hinata questions

You and Iwa 👉🏻🤨 well at least they aren’t nervous anymore

“Now now everyone, I’m going to be the only person standing up for YN and Iwa,” Oikawa 🥰

“Over my dead body!” Atsumu screams

“Shittykawa shut up!” Iwa shouts

You just sigh, absolutely living your life ♥️

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hajiberry · 2 years

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8:57 pm - iwaizumi

“I’m cutting you off”, looking up from your laptop you gave Iwa a questioning look.

“Cutting me off from what exactly?”, holding his arms up he showed you the bagels and cream cheese you had just bought. “You’re cutting me off from bagels?”

“From pumpkin stuff”, your mouth fell open at his words.

“I haven’t bought that much pumpkin stuff”, raising his eyebrows, he chuckled at your words.

“I feel like we live in a pumpkin patch”

“You’re being overdramatic”, you said with a wave of your hand,

“Am I?”, looking at him you rolled your eyes, standing up and taking the bagels and cream cheese from him to put them away.

“Okay, even if you’re not being dramatic why’s it bother you?”, you asked, turning your head towards him as you opened the fridge.

“It doesn’t bother me per se but I would prefer my body wash to not be pumpkin”, he said, leaning his hip against the counter as you walked towards him.

“Then buy your own body wash”, he chuckled, grabbing your waist and pulling you into his chest.

“You offered and I was expecting the normal sandalwood, not pumpkin spice”, giggling you leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“You still smell good”, rolling his eyes he squeezed your hip.

“Of course, you think that you're some kind of pumpkin addict”, laughing, you hopped up on the counter, and wrapped your legs around his waist.

“Well shouldn’t I be the only person you're concerned about smelling good for?” smiling, he leaned forward, pressing a kiss against your jaw with a small hum.

“Well, when you put it like that I guess you should pick out everything I wear too”, running your hand through his hair you lean your head back giving him more access to your neck.

“Yeah?”, he nods, continuing to kiss his way down your jaw and neck.

“Yeah since your opinions are the only ones I care about”,

“Hm, good to know”, smiling against your skin, he gently bites down your neck before pulling away.

“Alright, I gotta shower”,

“With your pumpkin spice body wash?”, you asked, as he pushed off the counter.

“No, I’m gonna use your marshmallow pumpkin latte one”, he said, trying to fight the smile from making its way onto his face.

“You’re not funny”,

“Then why are you laughing?”, rolling your eyes you follow him to your bathroom.

“Joining me?”, he asks, a small smirk on his face.

“Yeah, just gotta make sure you don’t use my body wash”, turning on the water he chuckles,

“Ah makes sense”,

“Yup”

“No other reason?”

“Nope”, looking at you, he leans over to you, kissing you not so innocently before pulling away and patting you on the head.

“Good, don’t want you trying anything”, he says, peeling his clothes off and hopping in the shower. You following behind, to definitely not try anything.

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kairismess · 2 months

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i just read somewhere that in japan after their graduation, the boys can give the second button of their uniforms to the girl they like as a confession (since the second button is the closest to the heart they say).

iwaizumi x reader maybe? dkcoknsmx 🫣

hearts' day 007.

in which iwaizumi gives you a little keepsake during graduation day.

"well... guess this is goodbye."

iwaizumi mumbles with a chuckle as he scratches the back of his head, forcing a wincing smile as he looks anywhere but your eyes. he's glad you came to see him during the graduation, he really thought you'd be saying goodbye to all your friends and celebrating with them that he'd never have the time to get to see you for this moment he's fantasized of ever since he got to meet you.

you smile up at him and chuckle under your breath. "suppose it is. or more like... 'see you real soon'?" you suggested with a bright smile, watching from underneath your eyelashes how flustered iwaizumi got at the prospect of seeing you again after high school. he was always a tough nut to crack, but when it came to you, he was like an open book; incredibly easy to read, and a joy to discover more about.

he chuckled lightly under his breath and shied away from your gaze. "suppose so..." he murmured hopefully, sounding a little more optimistic than he'd like to let on. you hear your friends calling your name from a distance, waiting for you to finish up your conversation with the spiky haired boy so you could all walk home together.

as you call back to them that you'd be down soon, iwaizumi interrupts you hastily, with a bashful look on his normally grumpy expression, his left hand fiddling with the second button of his uniform. "i... i can't let you leave yet, not without... this." he stammered, undoing the second button of his uniform, removing it entirely, and handing it to you.

the golden button shone under the setting sun behind you, and the falling cherry blossom petals surrounded you two in a flurry of light pink and whites. iwaizumi couldn't find the voice nor courage to tell you what he means by this, but you were a smart girl, of course you'd have an idea by now what he means to tell you.

"...i don't want this to be a goodbye." he mutters, his eyes filling with tears, but he blinks them away. you look up at him with a gentle warmth in your cheeks and soft eyes, starting to feel the same way as him–or maybe you always did, and right now, you finally came to terms that you didn't want to be without him after today, either.

you smiled once more, clutching the button he handed to you in your palm, and leaning over to kiss his cheek softly. the boy let out a small noise at the feeling of your lips making contact with his skin, making you giggle. "then, i'll see you again. you'd better not forget me, okay?" you said with a small voice, tears in your eyes.

iwaizumi's green orbs widened, and he nodded, trying to look strong for you so you wouldn't cry. you two parted with a hug, with the spiky haired boy clutching you for a while longer, for a bit tighter, hoping that today won't be the final time you two would see each other.

maybe life had other plans, maybe the universe was brewing up some bigger schemes for you two, maybe there will come a time where there will be people in your life to distract you, but... there will always be him, and to him, there will always be you.

and wherever you are... he'll always be with you, so long as you keep that little keepsake from his uniform, his heart will always be beating for you and within your reach.

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vainilla-milk · 1 year

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winner

pairing: Iwaizumi x Fem! Reader

tags: drabble, sfw, fluff

"You don't have to accept if you don't want to" you say nervously to your boyfriend, only to then give your dad a threatening look.

"I accept the challenge because I want to" he smiles at you rolling up the sleeves of his arms.

Your dad smiles mischievously, much to your disgrace.

Tonight was going to be special because you were finally formally introducing Iwaizumi as your boyfriend to your parents. Dinner should have gone smoothly as you watched your mom and dad give the volleyball player approving glances.

Unfortunately, you mentioned that Hajime is the current Aoba Johsai arm wrestling champion.

Your dad, like a good pain in the ass, decided to strut about how he was also an arm wrestling champion in his youth. It all culminates in him challenging Iwaizumi to see who really is the champion at the table.

You are now with your heart pounding watching both men adjusting their arms and hands before they begin to struggle.

"I don't intend to hold back" you hear him say.

Iwaizumi proudly answers you with the same fervor.

The arm wrestling begins, very evenly matched, but you see your boyfriend begin to pull your dad's arm down. The older one recovers and begins his turn to change the course of the match.

A few more seconds pass, Iwazumi again rallies.

He finally wins.

"It's over, there's already a champion. Let's stop this" you suggest, only to be ignored.

"Again!" your father exclaims excitedly.

Of course, Iwaizumi could think of nothing better than to oblige him.

"I'll keep winning!" he replies.

The night progresses, you witness both men fooling around with different challenges. Your mom laughs and tells you that at least you are now certain that they have approved of your new partner.

"Your dad's cool," he tells you the next day at halftime.

You look at him almost frivolously.

"Hmm... I guess so."

Hajime notices your emotional distance, so he decides to close the physical distance before speaking.

"Are you upset because I got along with your father?"

You glance sideways at him before averting your gaze, but you don't reach to pull away because he grabs your arm.

"I'm not upset that you got along with him," you reply, your voice low. "But don't be so complacent, sometimes he just likes to annoy."

His gaze turns inquisitive as he begins to grin annoyingly.

"Sure, I'll pretend you were annoyed by that and not that I was a while competing against him" he pulls you closer to his body as he speaks. "I remind you that every time you go to my house you stay talking for hours with my mom."

"It's different" you reply quickly.

Iwaizumi laughs closing the distance with a hug. As you still refuse to look at him, he deposits small kisses on your temple before releasing you again.

"The important thing is that we get along, I thought he'd want to kick my ass just to exist and be with you."

You smile, making an effort not to let out a giggle. Hajime realizes.

Making you laugh will always be his best victory.

#iwaizumi scenarios #iwaizumi hcs #iwaizumi fanfic #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi imagine #iwaizumi x y/n #iwaizumi x you #hq x reader #hq x fem reader #hq x you #haikyuu x fem reader #aoba johsai x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu fic

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llightshower · 11 months

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“im right here.” ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

m.list

pairing: aged up!iwaizumi x gn!reader (who’s scared of the ocean.)

summary: you n your bf, iwa, go out to the beach on an excruciatingly hot day so he goes in the water to cool of… but you wont.

wc: <600

warnings/ content: pet names (hon, babe, baby).

iwa told you that you guys should have brought the umbrella, but you didn’t wanna carry it on the sand so now, here you are, on your beach towel at 12 in the afternoon with the sun directly hitting your face like a ball of pure fire.

“iwa you were right.”

“i fucking know,” he wiped sweat off his face as he set up his chair.

the two of you tried to sit in the sun, but it was just too much and you were starting to get a migraine.

“im going in the water baby,” iwa said, squinting his eyes to look down at you.

“noo, don’t leave, don’t let me suffer in the sun alone,” you pouted.

“so come with?” he responded so matter-of-factly.

you sighed, getting up. the two of you practically jumping over the hot sand until you were at the water. you stood where the ocean met the sand, iwa getting in.

“that’s it,” he looked at you confused, sure that you weren’t any less hot than before but you knew damn well you were not getting any closer into that water.

iwa walked back to you telling you to get in and that you would for sure pass out if you didn’t. you two would have gone home, but it’s not like it was any colder there.

“babe, just get in.”

“no, im fine really.”

he grabbed your hand, dragging you into the water, ignoring you telling him to let go. you stood in the water for 5 seconds before turning around to leave, but iwa softly grabbed your wrist not wanting you to leave.

“no iwa, i hate the water, it makes my hair messy.”

“so i’ll brush it?”

“well, it’s not good for my skin- the salt water.”

“that’s a lie.”

you rolled your eyes, annoyed that he was right once again, “fine iwa, im scared of the ocean.”

“what? why? you know im right here.”

you crossed your arms, “because the waves, and what if i just drift out? you know im not the best swimmer, and the fucking fish-“

he laughed a little, not making fun of you, the opposite. he laughed at why you thought he’d think it’s stupid, he truly didn’t care.

“im right here, i won’t let you drift away or anything, we don’t have to go that deep either,” he spoke very sincerely, “i promise.”

you tried to hide a little smile, but you couldn’t, you loved how caring iwa was.

“fine,” you rolled your eyes and he linked his arm with yours. he guided you through the water, softly, and constantly assuring you that you’re fine.

you stopped moving once your neck was in water while you were standing, “okay that’s it.”

iwa looked at you and smiled, “not so bad is it?”

you were still a bit anxious but he made you feel a bit better, you shook your head, however it was only a matter of time till you wanted to walk back and iwa didn’t mind.

as you two walked back to where you were sitting he said, “don’t try and lie to me, hon, i can always tell.”

you laughed, “the water really does make my hair messy!”

“mhmm.”

#haikyuu #iwaizumi fanfic #hajime iwaizumi #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x male reader #iwaizumi x gender neutral reader #iwaizumi x female reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi x y/n #aj fluff <3 #fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyu fluff #comfort #haikyuu comfort #iwaizumi comfort #hajime comfort

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iwhyzumiihajimee · 4 months

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pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem.reader

context: wanting to wash up after an intimate session with iwaizumi, but this mf gets turned on by watching you bathe. such a tease~

genre: timeskip! au, rom-com, fluff, married couple

warnings !! // teasing, touching, playful, caressing

word count: 2.2k

"Heey~ I know what your doing~"

He chuckles. "I’m not doing anything~ You just like it when I touch you~"

He continues to carry you and walks into your bathroom. He puts you down gently on your feet and waits for you to undress. He seems to be holding back a smile, but his eyes and hands seem to be staring at you in a way that shows he really enjoys how you look.

As you were removing your only piece of clothing, which you pulled your shirt off you caught Hajime starring as he was still in the washroom with you. "Starring much?"

He smiles playfully and takes a step towards you. "I can’t help it, it’s like I always get the urge to just look when I’m with you~" He moves both of his hands down to your hips and moves closer to you. He stands right in front of you now. "Especially when you’re like this…" He smirks and looks at you in a way that is very suggestive and teasing.

You sighed, "What do I do with you?~ I managed to marry a horny, funny, teasing, handsome man~" You laughed and shake your head side to side.

"I'm not gonna change a thing. You like all these sides of me~" Hajime's really close to you now. His fingers dig lightly into your hips and his eyes are looking at you longingly. He breathes deeply and his voice is soft and sensual. He seems to be very, very attracted to you.

Mmm~ Mmmnnn~~

His voice becomes lower and fuller as he speaks and he moves his other hand to your chin. He moves his fingers into your hair and gently caresses your cheek with his thumb.

Rolling your eyes back whining, "I need a bath Haji~~ No more sexy time~"

He smiles. "Alright baby. Sorry, I just can’t help it. You really do affect me so much. It’s hard to get my mind off of you, especially when you look like this. But if you need that good ol’ time in the tub then I’ll be fine. I’ll just watch because it’s such a joy to see you relax in that way. So, I’ll leave you to it, beautiful." He kisses you lightly on the lips as he holds the nape of your neck and smiles at you lovingly.

"Fine~ sit and watch, but no funny business... Swear"

He laughs and smiles at you. "Aww, you know I can’t make any promises~ But you’re so cute just standing there like that so I don’t know how I can control myself~ Haha~ I’ll do my best alright? I promise I won’t join you though."

He moves and sits back against the wall of your bathroom, his gaze on you. His arms are crossed as he looks at you while smiling and enjoying how you look.

"Pfft- wipe that smirk off your face! I can’t take you seriously..." You start to bathe in peace.

He chuckles. "Sorry baby, but I just really enjoy looking at you. What can I say? I’m a sucker for attractive people like you." He speaks softly and still stares at you in a way that shows he’s very attracted to you. His smile grows wider as he watches you in the bath, and you feel like he’s judging how you look. He keeps quiet while he does this, but he does move one of his hands to his lap.

"Right~ I'm turning around..." you say continue to lather your skin.

He sighs. "Please don’t. It’s just torture not getting to see your face while you enjoy that bath. And that hand on your neck looks so soft and tender…" He says this getting closer to the tub.

He bites his lip while he says this. "Please stay the way you are now. Don’t make me suffer so much~" His other hand starts to rub your shoulders as he speaks, the hand on your leg starting to grip your thigh more firmly now.

"Too bad~ Suffer..." You start to laugh and shimmy out of his grip.

He sighs again. "You’re so cruel, baby~" He continues to look at you lovingly and his hand moves up your thigh more now. He seems to be admiring it in a gentle way and you start to feel sensitive in that area now.

"Do you know what you’re doing to me? My mind is telling me to get in that bath with you, but I know I can’t…" he speaks seductively and in a begging manner

"Mhm~ yeah if you get in I’m kicking you out~" You tease him as you push him to move back from the tub.

He smiles and leans back further and moves his arm off your thigh but keeps his gaze on you. He moves his hand to his face and covers his mouth as he smiles at you and laughs quietly. He’s clearly enjoying himself even if you aren’t playing along. He seems to be getting even more attractive seeing you like this. "Oh that’s right, you need to stay there so you can relax. I have to watch from outside... That’s fine though, because I can make it very enjoyable for me too." He laughs and smiles at you.

Finally facing him, you raised an eye brow questioning him, "Enjoyable for you ? How so?"

"Well…" He chuckles and moves even further away but still keeps his gaze on you. "When you’re in there, all warm and soft and tender, and I just have to stare at you from outside…" He moves one of his arms down slightly and starts to do something with his hand.

"It takes every ounce of restraint in my body not to just come in there with you…" He bites his lip a little.

"But I’m sure you know how to keep it interesting for me right?" He smirks.

"Maybe~" You understand what he meant and decided to play along. Your hands start to roam around your body. Lathering the soap against your soft skin, giving a slight short show.

He laughs and watches you.

"You’re killing me~ But please don’t stop~ I just want to watch you move and listen to your voice~ You seem so peaceful and relaxed and…" He looks down at your hand on your body and his face and tone changes.

"Damn, you look amazing~" He bites his lip and leans further back but his eyes are still on you. He seems very excited and really enjoys just watching you do that.

You chuckle, "You make me laugh..." You then move your hair up which then exposed your neck and chest way more clearly. "I need to rinse."

He smiles and laughs a bit too. "Oh baby… What are you doing to me… I mean, you’re just rinsing off. Why am I getting so attracted and… excited…"

He swallows and bites his lip again.

"You look even better when you have your hair up~ Your neck looks really soft and…" His voice becomes slightly lower.

"So…" He inhales and closes his eyes for a moment. "Would you mind leaving it like that for a bit?"

You gave him a stern look, "You horny, idiot~" you continued your bathe and chuckled once again.

"What else can I do when I’m looking at you?" He chuckles and smiles at you playfully.

"Just can’t get enough of you right now~ I hope you understand baby~"

He leans further back and puts his hands on his lap and starts to imagine touching and caressing your hair and neck. He moves his fingers into your hair slowly and he seems to be enjoying the feeling immensely.

You then stepped out of the tub, drying your body, then wrapping the towel around your body. "Tell me what are you fantasizing about?

"I’m imagining pulling your hair and running my fingers through it gently. Then, I’d slowly move them down your neck..."

He seems to enjoy imagining this a lot as he’s moving his hands through the air slowly, and his voice seems to be slightly deeper. He’s speaking softly and seductively but he just seems more excited to talk about it now.

"I’d slowly lean towards you and move my lips to your neck and start kissing it gently. All I can think about is how soft and sensitive it feels. Would you mind that?"

"mhm~ I do mind... If you want to start anything I better say you take a bath as well... I'm not helping."

He laughs. "Fine, fine then. But I’m telling you, it just made me want to get in there even more with you…"

He chuckles and moves one of his hands to your thigh. He moves it up gently and caresses it now. His voice seems to be slightly deeper and his eyes are looking at you in a really suggestive and flirty way.

"I can’t get my mind off of that body and how good it feels, baby…"

You then push him slightly towards the tub to go bathe. "Nice try~ I'll get your things... Bath... Now."

He chuckles. "Aww, baby. Why can’t I join you there like I wanted to?" He sounds like he’s trying to persuade or convince you to come back as he pulls you in again before you leave the bathroom.

"I just want to be next to you, that’s all. Why can’t I have that~" He smiles more and moves his hand back up onto your thigh gently and touches your skin softly, and his voice still sounds a little more intense and deeper.

"Our sessions were good, but after you made me go on for a long time while you finished?! I’m not going easy on you."

He chuckles and looks embarrassed. "Yeah, you’re right…" He seems to be thinking about it now and he sighs.

"It’s fine, I’ll take my punishment." He starts to move his hand up on your thigh again. "But can I do this before I go?" He chuckles and his hand becomes more firm as he held on to you again.

"Pretty please, baby~"

You start to slowly cave in, but immediate remember your suppose to be a little upset at him. "Nooo~ noo~ no puppy talk~"

He laughs and starts to move his hand up to your belly.

"How about just a little something, baby? Just a little touch…" He starts to get closer to you and starts to move his other hand up too, both of them rubbing up and down your body now.

"You know this is hard for me… I just can’t keep my hands off you when I’m so close…" He smiles again and closes his eyes briefly. He seems to be enjoying the view and he bites his lip.

You then slowly pull out of his grasps, "Then... lemme step aside..." once you got free from his grip you run out of the bathroom, pushing him to bathe, shutting the door quickly. You start to burst out of laughter because of his suffering.

He chuckles and sighs. "Alright, alright. I deserved this…"

He grabs the shower head and turns it on and then steps in. He looks very annoyed but also like he’s finding it hard to suppress his laughter.

He starts to wash his hair and body, making sure to keep making sounds like it’s annoying him. After a little while you hear him sighing and then he lets out a giggle and then you hear the sound of water spraying very aggressively and it seems like he’s bathing very thoroughly.

He comes out after washing himself, not looking annoyed anymore but looking tired and very relaxed. He dries himself off and comes out of the bathroom all clean and he smiles at you.

"Hey baby, I’m sorry for being a little too…" He seems to be lost for words. "Let’s just say I get a little excited when I’m near you like that and I can’t help myself. I hope you can understand that".

He dries his hair and leans against the wall of the bathroom, still breathing heavily.

You took your steps towards Hajime. "See~ all better now, right?~ Your skin isn't hot... you're relaxed~" You caressed his face and run your fingers through his wet hair. Now pulling him into bed for cuddles.

He smiles and moves into bed with you.

"Oh baby, I feel way better. That bath felt so nice, thank you".

He leans into your touch and closes his eyes for a moment and seems to be reliving the last little while. His face seems to be enjoying how you’re caressing his face and hair, and he smiles at you before putting his arm around you as he lays down in bed with you.

"You smell good as always." He smiles at you more and holds you tighter as he rests his head against yours.

"Aww thank you~ you do as well. And you smell really good. It’s my favorite".

He chuckles. "I’m happy to hear you like the way I smell." He kisses you softly on the lips and then starts to caress your side again.

"Everything about you makes me so happy. I just don’t have words to describe how great you are." His arm moves further around you.

"Can we cuddle for a bit longer, baby? I need this right now."

You smile nodding, squeezes him tighter like cradling him like a baby, "Cuddles accepted~"

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trueshellz · 1 year

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Touch

Part of my Invisible Illness Series

Warnings: slipped/herniated disc, sciatic pain, back pain, reader teary, massage, cuddling.

A/N: as someone with a herniated disc and sciatica I can confirm that winter months wreak havoc on my back.

Summary: Winter mornings suck...

Winters usually meant hot chocolate and fireplaces, snuggling up with Iwaizumi and snowball fights. Dark mornings and even darker evenings, frozen feet and icy car windows.

But for you winters meant almost constant pain.

Waking up in the morning stiff, the cold making your muscles spasm and seize even when you had worn a heat pack or used your electric blanket. The sharp pain tugging at your nerves and zapping down your legs, you gently rolled onto your back and slowly started moving yourself around. Doing the gentle stretches you were accustomed to and breathing deeply when a the stretch pulled your quads a little too much, you sighed when you felt Iwaizumi's hand halting your movements.

"'S ok, doll. Roll over f'me."

Turning your head, you watched your boyfriend yawn and sit up, the warm duvet dropping down and making him shiver a little as his bare chest was exposed. His hair was messy, eyes bleary with sleep as he blinked at you owlishly and you couldn't help but run your hands over his sculpted chest earning a snort of amusement.

"Said roll over, not grope me. Jeez woman."

Smacking him, you brought your knees up and winced as you rolled over onto your stomach. A few days earlier you had sneezed a few times, one particular had made your back seize up and you had been off work on muscle relaxants for almost a week. The feeling of Iwaizumi's warm hands made you smile, he had taken it upon himself to look after you and give you massages every morning and evening, rubbing magnesium lotion on you and making sure you were doing your physiotherapy.

Resting your cheek on the pillow to glance at him, you couldn't help but smile at the deep concentration on his face as he gently pressed his thumbs into your back. The bottle of massage oil placed between his legs where he sat with them crossed, your hand tracing the muscle definition he had kept from his high school volleyball days which had bulked out. The sleepwear he wore hid very little and you huffed a laugh when he picked up your hand wordlessly and placed it back on the bed.

"Scale of one to ten?"

"Maybe 6? The right side is still sore and I can barely bent over to brush my teeth but thankfully I can stand and walk around now."

"Hmm. Did you take your meds last night?"

"Yup. And rubbed that smelly roll on stuff that you brought from overseas."

"Good girl."

A particular prod on your hips had you wincing and hissing out in pain, tears filling your eyes as he rubbed the area as an apology.

"Your hips and quads are so tight still." His face morphing when he saw the tears running down your face. "Shit. Sorry, doll. I didn't mean to-"

You shook your head as he lay down and wrapped his arm around you, covering you with the blanket again as he planted a kiss on your forehead. His eyes full of worry, eyebrows creased as he gently rubbed circles on your lower back.

"Epsom salts later? It'll help loosen you up." He smiled as you nodded, eyes drifting closed as he rested his chin on your forehead. "I'm not getting in this time though, the water felt like it had been piped straight from the depths of hell."

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radiantteacup · 9 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐌-𝐖𝐄𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘!

༊*·˚ When you chose a major like Aerospace Engineering you imagined it would be challenging but nothing had prepared you for how arduous it truly is, luckily your sweet boyfriend is there to comfort you!

˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Akaashi Keiji, Sugawara Koushi, Daichi Sawamura, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo tetsurou, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Osamu Miya.

˗ˏˋWarnings ´ˎ˗ Strong language, Lashing out

God, this was exhausting.

You'd been slaving over your 16 page Aerospace Engineering final essay for hours, getting practically no where. What in the hell had made you think Aerospace Engineering was the way to go?

You're close to tears at this point as you flip through your worn out, second hand copy of The Merriam-Webster Dictionary. Your professor had given a very circumlocutory speech about how "1st grade level vocabulary just wasn't going to cut it in his class."

So now you're here, sitting in a fluffy bear onesie, at your desk, at 2am, using words like circumlocutory instead of being with your boyfriend, asleep in the bed behind you.

Glancing back at your unconscious lover you can't help the worn out smile that crawls its way onto your lips. You guess not even exhaustion could fend off your adulation for the handsome boy.

You sigh, turning back to the laptop screen sitting on the desk in front of you. The suddenly resplendent glow of the screen was giving you ineffable headache which suddenly sparked rage within you.

I can't fucking stand this anymore.

Abruptly standing up from where you'd been seated for what felt like a millennia, you slam the laptop closed and shove the dictionary off the desk. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to force back the tears that sting your eyes, resting your trembling hands on the wooden desk.

Despite your best efforts, droplets of water come cascading down your cheeks just moments later. The frustration that had been bubbling in your chest was starting to suffocate you in your own rage.

"Babe?"

The sound of his voice breaks your trance of monotonous anger.

"What now?"

You spoke with breviloquence, the raised tone of your voice irritatingly telling of your current predicament.

Rather than answering, he slides out of the bed, quietly making his way to you. You can hear him grunt as he steps over your chair which had fallen over when you shoved yourself out of it.

"What's wrong baby?"

His voice is soft in your ear, his strong arms wrapping around your waist to pull you against his chest.

"I-"

Your voice breaks, the tightness in your throat stealing your words; You hang your head, bringing your hands to cover your mouth as you try to hold back the sobs that broke from between your lips.

I'm so fucking tired.

Your barely register the feeling of him turning you around in his arms, holding your head against his chest, but it slams open the last flood gate that blocked your tears as you break down in his warm embrace.

You faintly hear the way he hums in your ear, rocking the two of you side to side. You try to focus on it, on the pitchy mumbles of London Bridge is Falling Down while your breathing begins to even out.

When the tears stop falling, he brings his hand up to cup your cheeks, angling your face to look at him.

"Can you tell what's wrong now baby?"

The gentle murmur of his voice almost makes you want to cry again.

"This stupid fucking professor expects us to write a 16 page essay using meritorious vocabulary words like fucking Consangeneous."

"When is it supposed to be due?"

"Next Wednesday."

"Then come to bed, it's only Thursday, honey."

You want to refuse, to insist you stay up and keep working, but even imagining opening that laptop again makes you want to cry, so you oblige and follow him to bed.

When the two of you are finally beneath the covers, holding one another you can hear him whisper softly in your ear.

"You're doing so well my love, so just relax for now."

A/n: Tbh I wrote this because I've been preparing to go back to school and needed an excuse to test out new vocab words. You may see a lot of grandiose words in my next few works. :p

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