𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍
## ft. akaashi keiji, suna rintaro, bokuto koutaro, iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsuro
## a/n. wrote this while listening to the highest count by Adele and damn ;-;
AKAASHI KEIJI just falls in love with you everyday, all over again. he would come home with a bouquet of flowers, each a different one from the previous day. he loves how you accept each one from him with a bright smile to thank him and akaashi will just tell you, every single time, that you are much prettier than the flowers. beyond flowers, akaashi never fails to remind you how beautiful you are to him.
SUNA RINTARO keeps his love for you in photographs — snippets of the two of you goofing off, videos of sneaking a kiss on the other’s cheek and cute mirror selfies, evidence of your profound love for one another. “and that is,” suna muttered, fingers pinching to zoom into you slipping in the snow, “the most beautiful thing in my life.” suna says that in many other videos of his but he just never gets tired of realising over and over again that he had the chance to love you.
BOKUTO KOUTARO has always been receptive to others which is simply part and parcel of his amicable personality. no matter what you are into, bokuto would always try to pick it up just so he could watch you light up and gush about your hobby animatedly. and the best part of it all, was when the two of you would do it together — crocheting beanies or sweaters for one another, making matching bead bracelets and even sharing books with one another.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME has been married to you for 10 years, with 8 years of dating and 2 years of pining. yet, watching you devour his food graciously and showering him with kisses just reminds him of how beautiful the little moments are with you. it seemed like he discovers something new to love about you in the domestic life that the two of you shared — from the way you would carefully align your shoes next to his when you reach home to the way you sneak a kiss on his forehead when you reach over to switch off his bedside light.
KUROO TETSURO has always had a hard time resisting you and your advances, but especially so when you tap against your lips occasionally to signal to him that you want a kiss from him. to tease you, he would feign cluelessness to watch you sigh in exasperation before pulling him by the collar to seal his lips with a kiss. in the end, you always have the last laugh as you walked away from a blushing kuroo, who was just reminded of the butterflies you give him whenever the two of you kissed.
(ㆀ˘･з･˘) likes and rbs are always appreciated <33
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pairing iwaizumi x reader
notes can you tell i still haven't had my first kiss yet? hopefully not 😭 anyways i hope y'all enjoy this one as much as you enjoyed the last one!! love youuuu <333 also if there are spelling errors, please point em out to me if you can!!
"hoooooly shit." matsukawa's jaw is almost touching the floor at the sight of you... and the boy beside you. hanamaki chokes on his drink before nudging the black haired boy, shoving his drink into his hand that isn't occupied by his own drink.
“you guys won't believe who got caught arguing underneath the mistletoe!” hanamaki cups both hands around his mouth and shouts out to the large crowd in his living room causing so many pairs of eyes to be on you.
you groan and attempt to hide your face in your hands, wanting to race home and never come to another party ever again. you hear the boy in front of you scoff and from a small crevice in between your fingers, you can see him shove his hands into his jacket pockets.
“there's no way-”
"aw, c'mon, haji! don't be a buzzkill, it's tradition!" matsukawa complains.
“i don't give a fu-”
“wait! wait, i can not miss this!” a voice screeches from down the hallway and there you see racing down is oikawa tooru, iwaizumi's best friend. when he's finally standing right beside his other two best friends, he leans down and places his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.
“jesus christ.” iwaizumi's voice is muffled as he groans this out, having pulled his hands from his pockets and covered his face with them.
“iwa, i have to get this on camera, oh my gosh!”
“i'll kill you-”
“you guys— oh my gosh, i have been waiting so long for this— you guys have hated each other since first grade and i've had to witness all the childish ass fights but now it's all coming to an end! you expect me to not be excited?” oikawa is shuffling while yelling dramatically and pulling his phone out. hanamaki is snickering and matsukawa has an expectant look on his face.
“there's no way we're doing this-”
“i am not kissing him-”
“what's so bad about kissing me-”
“you're the one who doesn't want to kiss me-”
“i never said that!”
“well, then kiss me, you coward-” iwaizumi reaches out and grasps your forearm, softly pulling you into his chest. without even giving you a chance to breathe, he connects your lips with his and you just about feel your heart explode out of your chest. your hand reaches up to rest on the nape of his neck as you carefully guide your fingers through his small hairs.
your kiss carried on for a few moments and when the two of you finally pull apart, you can't bring yourself to open your eyes yet but your lips are swollen and your heart is still beating rapidly. everything just changed and you know he knows it, too.
before you can even think of a conversation starter, you hear oikawa shriek to the side of you.
“finally!” your eyes shoot open to meet olive green ones.
”i am going to kill you.” iwaizumi releases your arm and he turns to stomp over to the brunette. oikawa quickly shoves his phone back into his back pocket while backing away.
“don't you have something more important to discuss? specifically with name, i mean like your relationship status- i'm sorry!” he takes off and iwaizumi is right behind him. your gaze turns to meet the other two boys' gazes.
“so... you and hajime?” matsukawa grins while hanamaki smirks and you just blink at them before nodding.
“me... and hajime.” their jaws drop.
“no fucking way.”
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The Space Between
Iwaizumi x Gn!reader
Your long distance relationship with Iwaizumi come to an end for a short period as he surprises you at your college to spend his break in japan with you, his most loved being in the world.
Currently playing: Exist For Love by AURORA
Warnings: fluff and also bad boy iwa with a motorcycle 😉, aged up characters
Note from the author: my bff has a crush on bad boys and gave me this idea. So this is for my iwa fuckers 😂😂. Also there are outtakes for this, let me know if I should post that too, I hope you enjoy!
"It's been too long" you thought.
After graduating from aoba johsai, you and iwaizumi had to go your separate ways. He had moved to America and you, stayed in miyagi. You loved him with all you had and he loved back the same. Along with the move to America, both you and iwaizumi had swore to make it work long distance.
Finally after many months limited to only seeing his handsome face on a screen, he had taken advantage of his break to visit Japan.
You insisted on picking him up from the airport, but as stubborn as iwaizumi is, he claimed he had his own means of transport. You had no Idea what this meant, so you agreed anyway.
It was the day that iwaizumi is supposed to touch down in japan. For you, it was a normal day with normal classes at the college. Little did you know, your hunk of a boyfriend was waiting to surprise you at the exit of your school.
He had forced intel out of matsukawa, who thought iwaizumi's plan was whack. Iwaizumi however, did not care what matsukawa's "better plan" was. He rented a Harley Davidson and made his way towards your college; in no time he was waiting by the exit with his phone in hand.
"Oh my god hajime!" His head shot up from his phone at the sound of your angelic voice.
For a moment he forgot how to speak. It has been so long since he had last saw you in real life, it still felt like a dream. As you run to meet him with a hug, he met you in between with a bone crushing hug.
"Oh y/n, I miss so so much, too much" He dug his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.
Pulling you towards the motorcycle parked at the side of the road, you inquired about his new hobby of riding. Without a word, iwaizumi had pinned you against the motorcycle to kiss you passionately.
Cradling your face in his hand, he explained. "I thought I would surprise you. I know how much you love to feel the wind in your hair."
He helped you put on your helmet and soon enough the two of you are on your way to spend the next two weeks together in simple bliss.
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“cutie?” what a weirdo. there was no way you stood there, gaping at him so breathlessly like someone had plowed a baseball bat into your chest. you didn’t leave the management room for a bit, collecting the rest of the first aid supplies you needed and taking it as time to calm your heart down.
now, it was the next practice. luckily, iwaizumi hadn’t gotten himself into a tight situation just yet. but it seemed a few things were getting out of hand thanks to the inexperienced referee ( you felt bad ). they had finished drilling and the center was now face to face with the practice player, both practically hissing at each other.
oikawa torū, matsukawa issei, and hanamakki takihiro we’re viewing, you sat next to them for the time, conversing easily. these guys were fun to talk to. even if the one named oikawa wasn’t flirting the entire time. suddenly, a loud smash was heard and iwaizumi had been shoved hard into the barriers, causing an ultimate uproar.
“see! you idiot! this is a practice moron.” iwaizumi bit back his curses. he was right in this fight, childplay was not allowed during practices. iwaizumi knew this well at the very least. it seemed though that the other competitor was not having it.
oikawa whistled, laughing and exclaiming a “well this is gonna be wild.” with a little giggle of amusement from the other viewers. but you knew that had to hurt. being where his massive bruise was and all. rising to your feet, you scampered over to the penalty box for a good view of their tousle.
“hey! quit fighting, this is practice time regardless; save your quarrels for later.” you reminded, iwaizumi seemed to back off, but the other player had now come face to face with you instead.
“and who the hell’re you to tell me that sweetheart?” he spat, towering over you. just as oikawa and the others were about to intervene, a hand placed on his shoulder in a crushing grip.
“i would recommend that you stay the fuck away from her, or i can correct that crooked jaw of yours.” it was hajime, cracking his knuckles behind the man, and almost glowing with the fire burning in his eyes. he was scarily upset.
with a swift movement, the other player backed up, allowing iwaizumi to grab his things and pack up to go home. this had gone out of hand. and he had to admit, that made him feel guilty. he wanted to make it easier for you to deal with him. it seemed today was not the day.
you were walking beside him, glancing over occasionally to check up on his once again pouty expression.
“is your side okay..?” you slowly inquired, careful not to dig yourself too deep into the wound inflicted. iwaizumi frowned at your words, thinking deeply of something.
“…yeah..sorry, i tried to calm it down. did he scare you?” looking at hajime now, you could see it. he was watching you again, his eyes so gentle. he was the real cutie.
“nah, not at all. i was more mad than scared.” you looked up at the sky, flaring this beautiful blue. iwaizumi laughed at this.
“well, you can repay me.” a teasing tone slipped off your lips, the center looking at you with a mischievous expression.
of course he didn’t need to be told twice, carefully holding into the edges of your collared jacket, he pulled you in.
iwaizumi had soft lips despite his chapped lips, he was so sweet when he kissed you. especially when he pulled apart with a blushing face. that was the best part.
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a/n — rewatched haikyuu. fell in love with iwaizumi again. felt angsty listening to perfume by lovejoy. wrote this shit.
ft — iwaizumi hajime x reader
wc — 1.1k
tw — angst, mention of underage drinking, small mention of iwaizumi's insecurities, she/her pronouns for the reader used in the song, BARELY PROOFREAD SRRY
genre — songfic! angst to fluff (kinda)
song — perfume - lovejoy
and i just bite my tongue
update me on your life
and now you've found the one
iwaizumi lies in bed, green eyes unfocused and blurry. he ignores the latter option. the clock to the left side of his bed reads 3:45AM. he's got school soon, he's got volleyball practice in less than 4 hours. iwaizumi knows, he knows better than anyone what a bad night's rest can do to you, but how can he rest? knowing you're with him? his phone is glaringly bright as he stares at the picture you had posted hours earlier, his arm wrapped around your waist as you kiss his cheek with a smile on your face. it's a sweet picture, the scenery is romantic, and he holds you gently. three things iwaizumi thinks he could never be.
but i don't like his eyes
and i distrust their name
and i hate their haircut
they look like a prick
maybe he's just being bitter, (he definitely is, his inner voice monologues.) but iwaizumi just can't bring himself to think you look good together. can't bring himself to feel happy for you, because he's not. not at all.
his eyes don't shine when they look at you, they're dull, something that baffles iwaizumi considering he's looking at a star like you.
childishly, he puts your first name with his last name. it doesn't fit. it doesn't sound right, not in the way iwaizumi's does.
he doesn't look like your type, iwaizumi thinks. not with his brightly coloured, gelled hair. iwaizumi wouldn't gel his hair, he couldn't, not when you always whispered sweet nothings into his ear as you played with his hair.
he just doesn't fit you. not in the way iwaizumi does.
by the way he holds you
bet he serenades you
i can't really blame you
iwaizumi knows he's not the best at relationships, he's not even good at them, but god, did he try. he'd always lowered his voice around you, kept it as gentle as he could. he would bite his tongue, holding in his blunt words. he'd call you pet names, they made him cringe and burn red each time, but as long as you were happy. as long as you were happy.
but you weren't.
and i can still smell her perfume
did it rub off on you?
iwaizumi thinks his heart had stopped when he saw you for the first time in weeks, even though you were with him. you don't see iwaizumi, although he doesn't blame you with the way he's practically cowering around the corner. you walk past him, and he's invisible as ever it seems, and the waft of your perfume hits his nose. it hits him like a brick.
iwaizumi stills, memories of the warmth of your body and the smell of you make his heart skip a beat. he remembers you words, your giggle at his red cheeks when he'd begrudgingly admitted he couldn't help being so clingy when you smelt so good.
did you wear the same perfume for him now?
it made iwaizumi's chest ache.
it seems like all her friends
abruptly fell in love
and she was in the dust
stalling; life was streaming past
so she learnt to lie
she learnt how to pretend
iwaizumi would rather die than admit how creepy he'd been for the past few weeks, but he couldn't help it. every day that passes by, his heart only seems to ache more for you. time was supposed to heal heartbreak, not make it stronger.
but as iwaizumi watched, he noticed. noticed how you had gotten quieter, less touchy, and most of all, stopped smiling as much.
iwaizumi thought you were happy. he was the perfect boyfriend, after all, the boyfriend you'd always wanted. so why do you seem so sad? why won't you hold him the way you held iwaizumi? why won't your eyes gleam like they always used to?
he doesn't mean to, but a part of his heart jumps with hope.
why can't you be a dick?
why must you be so nice?
it's hard for me to move on
when i don't really hate you
iwaizumi had thought he was desperately trying to avoid you. he'd keep his mouth shut when his friends made comments on you, trying to cheer him up but only angering him further. he came to the conclusion that his anger was because of you. because you'd stolen his heart only to crush it.
but one sentence from oikawa's nosy mouth brought it crashing down. if iwaizumi hated you oh so much, why would his eyes still scan each room he walked in? why would his ears perk every time your name was mentioned? iwaizumi laughs humourlessly. he knows, knows that no matter what you do, iwaizumi could never hate you, he could never even pretend to.
iwaizumi would let you steal and break his heart a thousand times over, because at least then, he'd have you a thousand times.
iwaizumi hajime is stupidly in love with you.
and i can still smell her perfume
did it rub off on you?
iwaizumi's not sure where his legs are taking him. he's drunk out of his mind, and all he can think about is you. you. you. you. everything about you makes his chest tighten in the most painful way possible, and yet the feeling is so intoxicating it drives him crazy.
the way you smell, the warmth of your body, the sound of your voice, the colour of your eyes. iwaizumi is utterly addicted to you. he needs you to at least know that.
he's pushing past people, stumbling over his own two feet as he tries to find the exit of this stupid house party. he saw you earlier, he knew it was you, he'd always know. you'd smiled at him, but it wasn't right. it wasn't the crooked smile of yours he loved.
you stood outside, arms wrapped around yourself as you waited on the sidewalk. he sees you, and his heart jumps.
iwaizumi can't stop himself anymore. he calls out your name.
your taxi's not arrived
i don't think that he's coming
you turn, and it's like iwaizumi forgets anything in this world other than you exists. not when you look so breathtakingly beautiful, even while tears streamed down your face.
the cold wind bites at his ears, and he's not sure when he got close enough to see the goosebumps on your skin, but he does.
"hajime," you whisper, voice cracking. he wants to hold you oh so desperately. "he left me." and so, he does hold you.
the watch around his wrist reads 3:45AM, he's got school soon, he's got volleyball practice in less than 4 hours. iwaizumi knows, he knows better than anyone what a bad night's rest can do to you, but how can he rest? how can he rest when you're finally in his arms again?
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I have this headcanon that when Oikawa's having a really shit day, he just gets really quiet and tends to space out often, as he's either full on sobbing, or trying to hold himself back from crying.
And as he's walking out of the school, or out of the gym, he'll stop and look over his shoulder and in a small, quiet voice, will say "iwa?" And Iwaizumi will gently engulf him in a big, soft, warm, protective hug, and will cradle the back of his head even.
But Iwa will keep his eyes up and alert to make sure no one's watching. And if someone does stare, he gives a deadly "Don't you fucking come fucking near us, and don't you fucking touch him." Death stare, as he gently squeezed Oikawa a bit tighter, pulling him closer, even though they're already pressed together.
But if they're at Oikawa's place or Iwaizumi's place, they're cuddled up on the bed, or on the couch, with Oikawa's face buried either in Iwa's chest or neck, and their legs are tucked together and Oikawa has his arms lazily drained on Iwa, while It's is holding Oikawa, as if he'll slip away, any second now.
And Iwa will whisper sweet nothings and reassurances to Oikawa, along with soft knuckle kisses, temple / forehead kisses, & gentle kisses on top of Oikawa's head, & shoulder kisses.
Cause as much as they argue and bicker and fight, at the end of the day, Iwa's hopelessly in love with Oikawa, and Oikawa is in love w/ him just as much.
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the voicemail he leaves
oikawa, kenma, akaashi, iwaizumi, atsumu ; [gn!reader]
warnings/genre: fluff n more fluff
notes: as always please reblog, they really help me :) !!
hey lovely, how are things back home? …i miss it. i miss you. don’t get me wrong, things are great here, it’s just… it’s not the same, y’know? i always like going out after games an’ stuff for junk food and i can’t really do that anymore. or even after practices, i can’t come home and lay my head in your lap.
it’s kind of cruel, actually. no one here wants to play with my hair.
anyway, i hope everything is okay there. call me back whenever you get this, yeah? one last game, then i’m coming straight home to you, i promise.
i’ve come to the conclusion that the bed is extremely cold without you in it, where’d you go? mm, anyway, sorry for the morning voice, but if you want to get me coffee on the way home i will love you forever.
i have also come to the conclusion that i’m lonely without you around so get home soon. i had a really weird dream last night i want to tell you about too. we adopted a monkey… anyway, i’ll tell you about it whenever you get home.
stay safe, love you.
hey, you’re home right? i’ve had kind of a long day and i was wondering if it would be alright for us to just stay in tonight. i mean- not- you know what i mean… i think?
sorry, i’m a mess. long day like i said.
but hey, listen. i was thinking i could pick up some takeout on the way home and then we can just watch some cheesy movie and cuddle? i don’t think we have plans tomorrow so we can stay up however long we want. oh, we can do face masks too?
…i’m rambling, i know. just text me what you want for dinner whenever you get this and i’ll pick it up. i love you, bye.
haha, i’m assuming you’re still sleeping? either way, good morning angel. i hope you slept well, make sure you get up and get some breakfast eventually. or if you want to wait, i can cook or get something for you on the way home.
i was just calling to say something came up and i had to leave in a hurry. i’ll tell you about it when i get home. i shouldn’t have anything else planned though so i’m yours for the rest of the day, i promise.
i should go now, but i love you and i’ll be home soon.
Y/N! hey, is everything alright? i know you’re with your friend so i didn’t want to interrupt, but you said you’d be home around half an hour ago. i just wanted to check up on you is all.
i hope the movie was good, it’s been a while since you’ve gotten to go out. tell me about it when you get home, yeah? it’s been really quiet without you here, i missed you.
oh, and still haven’t gotten a shower if you wanna wash my hair when you do get home though heheh. i’ll even let you dry it or put bows in it or whatever you want. anyway, i’ll go now. have fun angel, i love you.
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Could you write something about how y/n is her comfy clothes and the haikyuu boys comes home drunk one night say says something about her appearance? And then he tries to make it up ofc
I love hurt/comfort hehe I don’t mind who you write about but my fav is iwa 🙏🏼🙏🏼
THEY COME HOME DRUNK AND MAKE AN OFFHAND COMMENT ON YOUR APPEARANCE
characters: timeskip!atsumu + kageyama + iwaizumi + (gn!reader)
notes: i made it so that the comment just came out wrong but wasn't intended to be bad!
part one / part two / part three
atsumu groaned as he stumbled into your home with the help of his brother. you amusedly made your way to the front of the house from your bedroom as you heard the two of them bickering as usual.
"hey guys," both heads turned to you and you focused on osamu, "thanks for bringing him home."
he waved you off, "don't worry about it. this dumbass would probably be headfirst in a dumpster somewhere if i didn't."
you laughed and looked over to the "dumbass," your brows furrowing in confusion as he looked at you with an annoyed expression on his face.
"jesus christ, y/n."
you and osamu both paused. "...what?"
"are you kidding me?" before you could ask what was happening, he went on. "y'knew i was coming home and you look like that?"
your lips parted but no sound came out.
osamu slapped the back of his brothers head, the faux-blond turning to look at him, confused and irritated. "ow?!"
"what's wrong with you, you idiot?!"
atsumu stood up straight, suddenly realizing that his brother was there as well. he turned back to you, "and samu is here too! y/n go put a bag over your face or something!" he shoved his brother in the direction of the door. "you gotta go man!"
you were still standing there, watching the scene unfold, unbelievably hurt and in disbelief.
"why are you being such an ass, dipshit?!"
the brothers were arguing once more and you were honestly starting to tune them out when you heard atsumu's next words.
"because y/n looks too good right now! you can't be here! only i get to see em like that!"
all three of you paused and you looked up, the dark cloud suddenly clearing above your head. you sighed, "you really are something else tsumu."
he turned his head to look at you and whined your name, "y/nnn you need to hide your face!"
you smiled and osamu rolled his eyes. "i have the world's biggest dumbass as my brother."
you laughed and took atsumu's hand in yours, feeling something burst in your chest when he immediately turned to face you, his eyes tracing every detail on your face in awe. "i think i got it from here samu."
you stepped forward and opened the door, letting osamu walk through. just as he turned around and made eye contact with you to say bye, a hand suddenly covered your face and the door shut closed.
you pulled the hand off to find atsumu pouting at you sheepishly before he pulled you in his arms. "mine."
you let out a breath of laughter, nodding. "yours."
kageyama walked into your shared apartment, seemingly normal. but you could tell by the blush on his cheeks, the glaze in his eyes and the way he stumbled ever so slightly as he kicked his shoes off that he was drunk.
you smiled to yourself as you watched him from the couch, turning down the volume. "seems like someone had a good night."
he looked up with wide eyes at the sound of your voice, only now noticing you were in the room. "yeah we drank––and it was good." he walked over to you, taking his time, making sure not to bump into anything on the way.
when he reached the couch he looked at you and tilted his head before blinking owlishly a few times.
you paused and blinked back. "...yes?"
he opened his mouth and stared for a bit before speaking up. "why?"
you bit back a laugh. "...why what?"
"why...do you look like that?" his face morphed into an almost offended expression and your smile dropped. he sat down next to you and you shifted, suddenly more tense, your stomach tight.
"what do you mean?" you knew that people sprouted nonsense when they were drunk but there was also the fact that there was some truth in what they babbled. did he have a problem with the way you looked? something he was too afraid to say sober?
you braced yourself for his response as he slowly tried to stutter his reply, starting and restarting his sentence, a strong furrow between his brows.
"you look––i just don't––" he paused to hiccup and you could only feel yourself getting more anxious with each delay.
you crossed your arms and frowned but he didn't seem to notice.
"why do you look...so––" he paused and licked his lips, suddenly realizing how dry his mouth was.
but you were getting impatient at this point. "so what, tobio?"
he turned to face you fully and leaned his head on the couch cushion. "so...good." your breath hitched in surprise but he went on after a heavy sigh. "s'not fair..." his eyelids were getting much heavier with each passing second and each blink was longer and slower than the last. his words started to slur more, now coming out it mumbles. "y'always make me feel all warm and...tingly inside––just with your face." his eyes scanned over your face as he spoke and you could feel your cheeks heat up.
your lips curved into a smile again and he smiled back. "that smile always gets me too."
before you could think of a response, he plopped his head in your lap. "can you play with my hair?"
as soon as your hand pushed back the hair from his forehead, he closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, a sated smile slowly spreading onto his lips as you ran your fingers through the strands. "really like it when you do that."
"you're really honest when you're drunk, aren't you? even more so than usual," you let out a breath of laughter, "didn't even think that was possible."
he hummed and opened one eye, "s'that bad?"
you smiled, "not at all."
iwaizumi was glaring at you, there was no other way to describe it. his brows were furrowed, and sure he had a pout on his face that made him look adorable––but that fiery look in his eyes? that was a glare, for sure.
you handed him the glass of water you'd gone to get from the kitchen and he took it, eyes still on you. "thank you." his words were clipped and quite honestly his whole attitude was confusing you.
"uh you're welcome?" you tried to brush it off and went to fetch him his sweats that he liked to sleep in. you could feel his gaze glued to your back and when you placed the pajamas on the bed, only to find that same look on his face as he placed the glass on his bedside table blindly, you sighed and crossed your arms.
"okay what is it? what's wrong?" you leaned on one heel and tilted your head at him. "did oikawa do something?"
he raised a brow, "who?"
you rolled your eyes. "shittykawa."
"oh." he blinked and his face returned back to its scowl. "no."
"well then what is it?"
he stared at you for a few more seconds before taking a deep breath. "your face."
you almost took a step back, completely offended. "what about it?"
"it pisses me off."
your eyes widened in disbelief and you stood up straight, not even sure what to do with yourself. "oh really?"
was this really how he felt? for how long?
you put your tongue in your cheek and nodded as well, ready to leave the room before you burst out into tears when he spoke up again.
"you're so beautiful it fucking pisses me off." he sighed and lied down, letting his eyes close. "no one should be allowed to look that good."
you stood there for a moment, a new type of disbelief coursing through your veins, a fluttering feeling in your chest. you scoffed and shook your head, a smile on your face. "you're one to talk, haji."
he opened one eye and looked at you, "wha's that supposed to mean?"
you looked at him fondly, leaning down to kiss his forehead and play with his hair. "you're more beautiful than you think, babe."
a flush rose to his cheeks and he sputtered a bit, looking away, but still leaning into your touch. "wha–shut up––dumbass."
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‘kiss the most attractive person in the room’ part two
feat. Kuroo, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa
♡ note: f!reader
♡ a/n: back by popular demand heh
♡ part one, part three
It should have been the easiest dare in the book.
Kiss the most attractive person in the room.
And your boyfriend decided to approach some girl he didn’t know, choosing her for the dare. Everyone whispered amongst themselves, confused at why he would do such a thing. And you stood there in tears, thinking the same thoughts as everyone else.
Before the kiss could intensify further, Kuroo takes his empty can, chucking it at the back of your boyfriend’s head.
“Hey bro I think you left your glasses at home. Y/n is actually right here and not that ugly girl you’re kissing” Kuroo calls out, not caring that he had insulted someone else. To be fair, while it was mostly your boyfriend’s fault, that girl surely had low morals to follow through too.
Your boyfriend turns around, feeling the back of his head for a bump.
Kuroo simply rolls his eyes “What, are you both deaf and blind. Gee what a tough life you’re living.”
“Still,” Kuroo continues, walking up to you, gently cupping your cheeks with his hands and bringing your face closer to his, “you’ve got the most attractive person on Earth right here, and you still choose someone who’s not even worth a second glance”
You feel your cheeks heating up, and based on Kuroo’s smirk, you know he feels it too.
“Why don’t you just kiss my s/o already Kuroo? Go ahead, I dare you to” your boyfriend growls, trying to threaten him.
But Kuroo just laughs, dropping his hands from your cheeks and resting his forehead onto yours.
“Aw, I’d love to. But hot take, people in relationships shouldn’t kiss other people unless it’s their own s/o. Kinda wild, right? Like who would’ve thought” Kuroo says, only angering your boyfriend more.
Your boyfriend, mad that you weren’t doing anything to break away from Kuroo, breaks up with you then and there, calling you a string of insults. His words would’ve hurt, but you were honestly so done with your ex at this point, you chose to ignore it. And before Kuroo could beat him up, your ex leaves in a huff, taking along the girl he thought was more attractive than you.
But now it was just you and Kuroo (and other party goers of course, but in that moment it felt like it was just the two of you).
“...does this mean you’re gonna kiss me now?” you ask, but you immediately regret it. Because what if Kuroo had just said that stuff to get under your ex’s skin? What if he didn’t actually truly meant his words? You didn’t want to seem like you were eager for his kiss either- but before you could take back your words, Kuroo leans forward to kiss you, fulfilling his promise.
Because you had no idea how long he had been waiting for this moment.
There was nothing Osamu wanted to do more than to punch your ex in the face after witnessing the guy lock lips with another girl.
Your ex boyfriend claimed it was okay for him to do that because it was ‘just a dare’. Except the dare wasn’t to kiss that girl, it was to kiss the most attractive person in the room. Anyone with a brain would’ve thought that your ex would’ve chosen his s/o in a heartbeat.
“How does that explain the fact that you’ve been eyeing that girl this entire time at the party” Osamu scoffs, coming to your defense. But your ex boyfriend waves Osamu’s comment away, claiming that he needed to mind his own business.
“Anything goes for a dare!” your ex said, and you honestly didn’t know whether you were upset at him for betraying you like that, or yourself for even dating this piece of trash.
“Anything goes? Alright, ‘Tsumu give me a dare” Osamu calls out to his brother.
Atsumu doesn’t hesitate to answer, “I dare you to kiss Y/n”, he says, smirking at how angry your ex got upon hearing the dare.
“Oh, so I see you’re giving me the same exact dare as Y/n’s ex! Since clearly Y/n’s the most attractive person in this room” Osamu points out, which admittedly got you a tad bit flustered.
Osamu turns back to you, leaning down and obscuring your face from your ex, who’s being held back by Atsumu and Suna so he doesn’t barrel down on Osamu. Not that he could, given that Osamu was much bigger than your ex- but it was a precautionary measure.
“You don’t have to kiss me, but we can make it seem like we’re kissing to fool hi-mmph” Osamu’s words are cut off when you step forward to kiss him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Osamu holds onto your waist, smoothly turning the both of you so that everyone in the room could clearly see that you two were kissing.
You two probably didn’t need to kiss this long, but you both melted into the kiss, not wanting it to end.
Eventually Atsumu does remind you two to come up for air, and when you lock eyes with Osamu, you’re beyond flustered.
You, still in Osamu’s arms, watch as your two friends kick your ex out of the party, berating him for being born.
And when he was out of your sight, you focus your attention back to the guy in front of you- the same guy you felt your heart pounding for earlier when you kissed him.
Clearly, you two had a lot to talk about. But based on the soft expression Osamu had for you, you knew that things would work out in your favor.
As soon as everyone saw your boyfriend stand up and kiss someone that wasn’t you, all hell broke loose.
“What? The dare was to kiss the most attractive person in the room, and I just followed the rules!” he explains, throwing his hands up in defense.
“And you sincerely thought that dare gave you the green light to kiss someone else?” you cry out, not wanting the tears forming in your eyes to fall. You didn’t want to fall apart into some mess at this party. You had been embarrassed once by your boyfriend, you didn’t need to do the same for yourself.
“You didn’t even follow the dare correctly” Iwaizumi chuckles from the other side of the room.
You and your boyfriend dart your eyes towards your friend, and your boyfriend asks to clarify.
“The most attractive person in the room? Well that’s clearly Y/n. You had all the cards laid out in front of you and somehow you managed to get everything wrong” Iwaizumi scoffs.
“It just sounds like you’re trying to make a move on my s/o, Iwaizumi” your boyfriend snaps back, not liking the notion that another guy found you attractive.
Iwaizumi stands up, walking towards the two of you. You don’t flinch or move away when Iwaizumi snakes his arm around your waist pulling you close.
“And if I am? Clearly you don’t seem interested in your own s/o, and I could treat them way better than you do” he sneers at your ex.
But then Iwaizumi looks down at you, and in a completely different tone, one that’s much softer and gentler, he talks to you.
“And I would, I really would” his voice and words are enough to make your cheeks grow warm. You gave him a brief nod before you’re yanked away by your boyfriend.
“Y/n, when you do decide to finally dump this guy, let’s go out for lunch or something, yeah?” Iwaizumi says again, completely ignoring your boyfriend. Your boyfriend drags you out of the party, grumbling about how ‘that damn Iwaizumi is an idiot’, but the entire time you’re thinking back on his words.
Because he was right, you were about to break up with your boyfriend. You would’ve regardless because of what he did tonight. But Iwaizumi’s offer seemed like an even bigger incentive for you to follow through with your plan.
And you honestly couldn’t wait for your date with him.
When Oikawa got a text from you asking him to pick you up from a party, he rushed over as quickly as he could.
Entering the apartment, he scanned the unfamiliar faces until he saw you, tears rolling down your face, shouting at your boyfriend. Er- it looked like he was now your ex. Upon seeing your best friend, you cursed at your ex one last time before taking Oikawa’s hand and dragging him outside the apartment.
Oikawa wasn’t sure whether or not he should ask, but you explained what happened anyways.
“That jerk was dared to kiss the most attractive person in the room, Tooru. And he kisses some other chick!” you cry out, feeling the tears well up once more. Oikawa stops walking suddenly, and you nearly fall back.
Turning around to face him, you’re about to ask what happened when he has you wrapped in his arms, hugging you tight. He begins to shower you with praise and reassurance, reminding you that you definitely don’t deserve to be humiliated like that.
“Besides... it’s clear that you’re the most attractive person ever” Oikawa murmurs, causing you to look up at him.
And without thinking, Oikawa cups your face, leaning down to kiss you.
It was a moment of impulse, but you find yourself kissing him back, resting your hands on his chest. Maybe this was all just to make you feel better for not being kissed by your now ex-boyfriend. But whatever the reason was for this, you knew that you didn’t want this moment to end.
When your lips separates, Oikawa's eyes flutter open, and his cheeks are tinted red. He didn’t mean to kiss you, well he’s been wanting to of course, but was now the best time to do that? Right after you had broken up? How many boundaries did he just break?
But even under the dim streetlamp, Oikawa could make out a clearly flustered reaction from you- one he knew all too well.
“You... better have meant that Tooru” you murmur, turning your head to look anywhere but at Oikawa.
And to your surprise, Oikawa moves your head so that you’re facing him. Once again, he kisses you briefly.
“I’d kiss you as many times as you’d like for you to understand that I’ll always mean it Y/n”
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iwaizumi hajime (27) grade a pussy eater
you lick you bottom lip with a groan, back arching against the bed. your legs are spread, and comfortably laying between them is your boyfriend, who’s eating at your sloppy cunt with his eyes closed.
it’s tradition, at this point, for iwaizumi to come home to his girlfriend after a trip away and get right down to business, whispering and cooing about your pussy must have felt so lonely without his attention. that he’s sorry, and that he’s ready to make it up to you.
“making it up to you” often involved eating you out like a man starved for hours, or until he can’t take his own arousal, hips thrusting the air in a desperate need to chase his own desire.
“hajime,” you moan now, probably an hour and two orgasms in, hand drifting down to run through his hair, but he angles his head at the last second, so the heel of your palm nudges him away, his warm mouth pulling away from your slick center.
he looks up at you with a severe stare. “don’t interrupt me,” he chastises, bringing one hand to lightly slap your pussy, and you squeal, legs twitching as if coming together.
“sorry,” you whimper, trying to card your fingers through his hair again. “i just—can i—”
iwaizumi readjusts, so the backs of your thighs against his shoulders. “wanna move, baby?”
you nod, taking a deep breath and closing your eyes, the back of your head digging deeper into the pillows.
“okay,” he breathes, and the flat of his tongue lands over your soaked slit. he moans, and your hips jerk on reflex.
he taps your hips, signalling you to move, and you do. your hips move in waves, pressing against and pulling away from iwa’s attentions, and the groans he lets out are turning you on so much.
he’s so good, expertly curling his tongue and placing light kisses on your clit, carefully sucking at all the right places to make you sing. when your body shakes in its third orgasm, you notice hajime’s feet kick at the bed, bare hips rising from the bed and thrusting wildly. you can see his hard, angry cock, and your walls tighten unintentionally around his tongue.
“fuck,” he breathes against your cunt, pulling away and climbing on top of you. your mouths meet, and you moan at the heady taste of your arousal, shining around his mouth and chin. “i need to be inside you, baby,” he whispers against your face, warm breath turning you on so much more than you thought it would.
“please,” you whimper, and he kisses you again. you feel his hot cock, long and rigid against your belly, pent up from days having nothing but his hand keep him company.
he pulls back and grabs one of your ankles to keep you wide open, and with his other hand, he lines the head of his cock, nudging it against your slit. your hands drift to your chest and tweak your nipples to give him a show.
“good girl,” he praises, and your body embraces the sensation of being filled again after so long when iwa sinks his dick into you.
“i missed you,” you moan. you try to reach for him but he’s too far away, so your fingertips opt for brushing lightly against the center of his chest.
“i missed you, pretty girl,” he grunts, and you try not to swoon. “missed this tight cunt.”
“oh, fuck,” you gasp when he thrusts.
“hold on, sweetheart,” your boyfriend grunts, grabbing your other ankle with his free hand, so you’re spread open for him with nowhere to hide. “gonna show this pussy how much i missed her.”
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+ featuring. atsumu, iwaizumi, osamu, tendou, kita, sakusa, kenma
+ a/n. for those who voted husband!, that'll come soon too, my loves <3 for now take my silly little hcs of my favorite boys as fathers. tbh i find this post so shitty sobs </3
—ATSUMU whines along with his twin boys when they declare they have to get some ice-cream, three pouty faces staring up at you, noses scrunched and eyes wide (sometimes you wonder if you have three kids, instead of two). It's not that he isn't mature (he's a changed man after having kids- well, a little bit at least)- Atsumu just wants his kids to see him as their best friend instead of an authoritative figure.
—IWAIZUMI is protective of his daughter, glaring at any boy who dare approach her (he's made some five year olds cry with that glance of his). He loosens up when you place your hand on his forearm, telling him to calm down- but no one better steal his precious princess away. He's the type of dad who's scared of his kids growing up too fast.
—OSAMU cooks with his sweet girl (or as she prefers to be addressed- his sous-chef), father and daughter looking oddly similar with their matching aprons, brows furrowed and lips parted as both of them stare at the pot eagerly, waiting patiently for its contents to cook. (you're their taste tester, of course). He loves spending time with her- eyes lighting up when she shoves her nose in the air- demanding to experiment with his recipes.
—TENDOU who makes silly faces at his toddler son when in a restaurant, making the boy giggle at his father- it's a sound that never fails to bring a smile to either of your faces. Even so, Tendou can't help but let tears form in his eyes when his boys grabs his pinky finger between breaths, flashing him a toothless grin while letting out a "a lu-uv da-da!"
—KITA who's kids are always well behaved. you're the subject of envy of every parent around, because your kids (although a little blunt at times) always clean up after themselves, sending soft respectful smiles here and there. Shinsuke often lays his hands on their head to express his pride, ruffling their hair gently- and when they grin at him, he knows he'd love them just as much even if they were a bunch of troublesome gremlins.
—SAKUSA can't help but spoil his princess, buying her the newest toys and prettiest clothes- he even takes her shopping with him, her small legs resting on his broad shoulders and arms secured firmly around his neck. a wide grin stretches on his lips under his mask when his daughter happily twirls in her dress, showing it off to her proud dad- he knows he'd do anything for your family.
—KENMA seldom lets you appear in his streams- not that he doesn't like you there, it's just too distracting. but his year old son is always seated on his lap, waving at the camera while Kenma's glance is fixed on the screen, only occasionally shifting downwards to look at his child. A small smile makes its way on his face when his little boy tilts his head at him, eyes big. Kenma ends up wrapping up the stream early, to cuddle with his baby boy- every single time.
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𝟎𝟎𝟏 - 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄
## ft. suna rinataro, miya atsumu, hajime iwaizumi
## a/n. i had an idea for bokuto too but this was getting long :”( another time??
## warning(s). use of “princess” in iwa’s part
[masterlist - 002]
SUNA RINTARO chuckled as he pinches the screen of his phone to zoom in, capturing you swaying aimlessly and singing cheesy teenage songs into the neighbourhood that was well past asleep.
“hey! i thod i told you to shtop follow me.” you slurred, pointing an accusatory finger at suna. earlier, suna had half your body lugged onto his as he tried to drag you out of the bar. instead of accepting the help of your boyfriend, you heaved yourself off of him, taking off in the opposite direction to scuttle away from the “stranger”.
“well, then who is going to make sure you get home safe?”
face immediately lighting up, you fished your phone out of your pocked to flash your home-screen to suna, showing him your wallpaper which was a photo of the two of you snuggled together. “my boyfwen! he ish sooooo cute! isn’t he so handsome? hup-up, don’t say anything. he is my rinnie.”
suna was happy that he at least got the chance to capture that moment — you shoving the phone to his face to boast about him, talking about how he has made you feel safe and constantly assured that he loves you with his entire being. it still has not settled upon you that you were boasting about your boyfriend to your very own boyfriend until suna seized your wrist, pulling you into his chest as firm arms wrapped around your body to pull you closer.
you were about to raise your knee up to fight back until his familiar smell wafted into your nose. your rin. looking up to his eyes that were gleaming under the light of the street lamp, the two of you basked in the moment of togetherness as warmth flowed between the two of you.
“dun….don’t come near me! i have a boyfriend.” you stretched your arms out of you, creating a barrier between you and MIYA ATSUMU, the said “boyfriend” that was trying to help you.
atsumu found it adorable that you were trying to fend him off in your drunken state. as your arms were stretched out in front of you, it wobbled due to the shifting lightness flowing through your body, your eyes half-lidded and face flushed. although your words say one thing, your body implies the other by betraying you as your legs gave out under you.
swooping in to catch your inebriated body, atsumu chided you for drinking too much. no matter how strict his tone sounds, his soft fingers that were brushing your strands of your hair to the sides almost made you smile as the simple action screamed his love for you.
never forgetting your protests, you raised your small hands that now formed little fists as you attempted to punch atsumu, making punching sound effects as you jabbed the air between the two of you. “s-square square up, bitch.”
“woah, woah there. calm down, baby. what-what if i get hurt?” atsumu’s arms crossed over his chest in an attempt to protect himself.
“then don’t touch me because my boyfriend will hurt you even more.” you shimmied out of his arms, landing onto the floor with a soft thud and a yelp of pain. atsumu did not know what to feel then. was he supposed to feel rejected? honoured? or offended?
as you stuck your tongue out at him before you stumbled away to find your boyfriend, atsumu found what he felt. dumbfounded. absolutely dumbfounded at the way you were trying to fight your own boyfriend because of your boyfriend.
HAJIME IWAIZUMI winced at the sting that pelleting down on his back — turns out it was your fists beating at away at his back. who could blame you? in your drunken state, you thought that you were being carried away on the back of an absolute stranger.
“p-put me down!” your whines were muffled as your face was buried in the crook of the man’s neck. slowly, your resolve started breaking away once you got comfortable hanging onto iwaizumi’s back.
“sorry princess, you’re way too drunk to walk on your own.” iwaizumi paused in his tracks to pull you onto his back securely, arms firmly hooking under your knees.
you let out a small humph as you buried your face once again in his neck. restlessness soon got the best of you as your hands started roaming to his cheeks, pinching and squeezing at the softness. sighing wistfully, playing with the “stranger” made you realise that you miss your hajime.
“haji would sooo kill us if he sees this. so please?”
iwaizumi immediately stopped in his tracks at your words, arms releasing from under your knees to set you down. he can’t believe that you did not realise that it was him, your boyfriend, who was piggybacking you home.
“uh wooooooh…big scary man angwyy.” you slurred, turning your back to run away from iwaizumi who was glowering at you.
“fuckin’ hell, y/n. can’t you recognise me?”
squinting your eyes, your thoughts still can’t seem to fathom the image before you. appearance and details of the stranger started overwhelming you but beyond your foggy state of mind, you could somewhat make out the spiky tips of the person’s hair. “h-haji? when did you get here?”
just how much alcohol did you drink? shaking his head, hajime spun on his heel to continue making his way to your shared home, leaving you desperately apologising and calling him back. god, you were a handful but iwaizumi would never trade you for anything else in this world.
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CUTE THINGS THEY DO IN A RELATIONSHIP.
# headcanons. 557 words.
# warnings. nothing but fluff.
# contains. bokuto, kuroo, kageyama, iwaizumi, tsukishima, akaashi, oikawa, nishinoya, tendou, ushijima.
# author’s note. ‘m back, mental health went ka-put but we are back on our regular shit once again.
$. BOKUTO KOTARO
if he goes to bed before you, as soon as you climb in he’ll reach for you. even if he’s deeply asleep, snoring away, he’ll roll over and stretch towards your side of the bed until a hand or a foot makes contact with your warmth, then a sort of dopey smile rests on his face and he relaxes back into his dreams.
$. KUROO TETSURO
sometimes, you getting up early wakes him a little bit which then results in him just hugging and cuddling into you. softly mumbling ‘no, baby’ and ‘stay’ as he just absolutely refuses to let you go.
$. TOBIO KAGEYAMA
he outright denies it every time you ask him, but he has conversations with your pets. you’ve caught him mumbling to them a few times, mostly just telling them to quiet down, ‘shh, you’ll wake them up, damn cat.’
$. HAJIME IWAIZUMI
he doesn’t think you’re awake when he gets into bed most nights. but every single time he lays down, he kisses your shoulder lightly and tucks the covers around you, whispering out a soft ‘good night, baby.” and a rushed love you.
$. KEI TSUKISHIMA
when you’re trying to concentrate on something, your glasses do the whole thing where they end up on the tip of your nose. you always look adorable when it happens and he acts like he hates it but pushes it up for you anyways, ‘fix your glasses, idiot.’
$. AKAASHI KEIJI
he talks to your plants because he heard somewhere that it helps them grow, he also plays favorites between them. he’ll move them around the house to put them in spots where the sun hits them so they stay healthy. sometimes he’ll even keep them near him while he works—it’s adorable.
$. TOORU OIKAWA
he’s a really good dancer and sometimes he’ll randomly come up just to dip you really low and literally sweep you off your feet. sometimes you’ll ask for him to do it and the smile on his face is priceless, it’s just a mixture of love and absolute cockiness.
$. NISHINOYA YUU
if one of you says ‘I love you’, the other replies with ‘I love you’ but much faster. it quickly turns into a competition, which turns the words into ‘ahluhyu’ and then complete gibberish.
$. TENDOU SATORI
if you have a stuffed animal. he makes up absolutely adorable stories and scenarios about what he thinks they’re up to during the day, and what kind of shenanigans the plushie is getting themselves into and tells them to you while you’re cuddling.
$. USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI
if you’re in a separate room for too long, he’ll come find you before giving you a few kisses, and asking if he can quietly sit next to you and watch you work or whatever it is you’re doing.
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omg please think about going on a tinder date with iwaizumi and it goes horribly.
he barely talks, only answering your questions with short sentences. never tries to reciprocate the energy and you sit there in silence most of the date. when you finish with dinner, you think he’s going to walk you home but he literally says “bye” with a small wave, shoves his hands in his pocket and turns the other way. and in the morning he texts you “cool date.” and you decide to never speak to him again.
so imagine your surprise 5 years later when you walk into the same restaurant on a blind date set up by your friend. and sitting at the table is iwaizumi hajime. you can’t decide whether to run away or pretend to pass out so you can get out of this impending disaster, but he makes eye contact with you and walks towards you before you can make a decision.
“you’re y/n right? oikawa sent you here?” you nod, “yeah. it’s nice to see you again.” and you watch his expression morph from confusion into pure horror when he remembered how terrible that date went. and he starts to apologize so profusely saying that he was an idiot teenager who didn’t understand the inner workings of a date and he’s a much better person now but he understands if you want to turn around and never see him again and he just keeps spouting random things that make no sense until you cut him off with a laugh.
you smile and say you’d love to give him a second chance and man does the date go amazingly. he actually speaks to you this time, telling you stories of his childhood and how he became friends with oikawa and why he decided to go on the blind date. and you can’t stop giggling and smiling at how sweet he is and how sarcastic he can be. and 6 hours later they had to kick you out of the restaurant because you’ve been there so long and lost track of time since things were going so well.
he actually walks you home too, subtly brushing his hand against yours on the way back. asking you about your job and your friends and how someone as perfect as you managed to meet someone like oikawa. and he smiles so widely when you smile and he makes sure to tell you how pretty you look when you’re happy. and he drops you off at your door, refusing to come in for now but leans in so your faces almost touch and waits for permission to kiss you. and there’s sparks, he’s so gentle and so kind and as he pulls away from the kiss he places one more quick peck against your lips before telling you goodnight.
and he sends a text later that night saying “cool date.” to which you respond “yeah, cool date.”
and you both laugh about it years later while reminiscing, with a shiny ring on your finger.
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is your girlfriend single?
characters: ushijima, sakusa, iwaizumi
a/n: hi hi, i was actually planning on publishing this with 6 characters but decided to split it into two parts, i hope ya’ll like it! <3
(read atsumu, suna, bokuto's here)
ushijima tried his hardest not to look as if he wasn't bored in the ongoing interview. well, he wasn't. but he has been told by their manager that his resting face looks very unapproachable.
he was fiddling with his fingers as the rest of his team members were answering fan questions. letting out a small smile whenever he finds some questions funny and the way that kourai reacts overdramatically.
"ah, here's a question for big boy, wakatoshi!" kourai announced as he squinted his eyes on the influx of questions.
"yes?" ushijima responded, sitting up a bit more upright.
"is your girlfriend single?" kourai bit his lip as he tried not to laugh at the question.
the spiker furrowed his eyebrows in thought.
"i do not have a girlfriend." was all he said.
the atmosphere was silent as the rest of his team looked at him in shock and mostly worry.
ushijima noticed and looked around the room to see the camera staff and team looking at him.
"you just said..." kageyama trailed off, hesitant to continue.
"you broke it off with (y/n)?!" kourai interrupted.
ushijima frowned, as if that was the most absurd thing he heard.
"(y/n) and i are happily engaged. she is my fiancé." ushijima said plainly, as if he didn't just cause the live chat box to spam with shocked and congratulatory messages.
"and you didn't tell us?!" if anyone was the most offended, it would be kourai.
"i thought the ring was obvious. kageyama has told me it looked nice." the team's heads whipped to kageyama who spluttered on how he didn't know it was an engagement ring.
ushijima hummed. "it seems like i have not announced this."
"you think?" he hears kourai's retort but pretended not to.
"me and (y/n) are engaged, therefore, she is now my fiance and not my girlfriend." ushijima said to the camera. "i hope this clarifies my answer." a few more questions were answered, mostly questions in regards to you and ushijima’s engagement before the staff announced that the livestream was over.
“that was a terrible way of announcing that you are engaged.” he hears his captain mutter. ushijima nodded in acknowledgement before heading home to you who was waiting to scold him after watching the livestream.
the trainer didn’t know how he was roped into answering WIRED questions when he wasn’t the one in court. he was already halfway when the staff gave him a new board but he was shocked to see that it was filled with questions not about him, but about you.
“your fans wanted to know about your relationship with (y/n).” hoots from outside the camera’s view were heard, iwaizumi internally sighed, knowing that this would be fuel for the team to tease their trainer.
“let’s get this over with.” the trainer says before ripping the first tape from the board. “is iwaizumi’s girlfriend… staged?” he gave a deadpan expression to the camera.
“(y/n) has been with me since we were third years, waited for me to return to japan after leaving for california and is currently living with me in our apartment. yes, our relationship is staged.” iwaizumi said sarcastically as he held the second tape by his fingertips.
“is iwaizumi’s girlfriend… oikawa’s ex. what?” he didn’t know whether the staff is being serious as he gave another unimpressed look.
“no, i’m her first boyfriend and the last.” he smirked at his promise, the staff already knew that that alone will become a trending snippet.
he answered a few more questions in haste, don’t get him wrong. he loves you but he would rather keep details about your relationship private.
“aight, last one.” iwaizumi ripped the last piece of tape off the board.
“is iwaizumi’s girlfriend… single?” he raised a brow at that question.
“where the hell are you getting these questions?” iwaizumi asked rhetorically. “these are the most searched questions about your girlfriend.” one of the staff answered him.
iwaizumi shook his head in disbelief. “wow… you’d think people actually unironically search for this.” he cleared his throat before looking straight at the camera.
“i’m going to say this for the last time. my girlfriend isn’t single and won’t be for the longest time before i make her my wife.” iwaizumi stated, voice clear as if he was determined.
the staff were clearly having a field day, knowing how much this episode will trend because of how whipped and dedicated the sought out trainer was for you.
the interview ended shortly. iwaizumi thanked the staff for having him only to be bombarded with a lot of comments filled with adoration towards your relationship. the trainer smiled before finishing up and heading home.
“you look happy.” you greet him by the door, iwaizumi scoffed playfully before pulling you by your waist and placing a soft kiss on your lips.
“of course i am, i come home to you.” iwaizumi thought of the comments from the staff, ‘marry her.’ was the comment that stuck to his mind.
he already had the ring in the bottom drawer, tucked away by his socks.
sakusa supposes that being an athlete involved having to deal with interviews. well, interviews that came with the sport, not whatever their team was currently doing.
sakusa, atsumu, hinata, and bokuto were sat down on chairs, a small metal bucket in the middle of them filled with numerous pieces of papers, printed tweets, to be exact.
“ooh, this is a good one! were bokuto and hinata close before msby?” bokuto read aloud before beaming at the camera and recollecting the memories from when they were in highschool.
“fun fact! we all knew each other in some way, waaaay back in high school.” bokuto said before atsumu and sakusa nodded in confirmation.
sakusa looked at the bucket as his teammates plucked random pieces of papers and answering them with ease. “why are sakusa’s wrists so flexible? please he could like… slap me and i would feel it twice in one motion. great, now all i’m thinking about it sakusa slapping me.” atsumu read aloud, voice turning a mocking pitch at the last sentence.
“it’s called hypermobility-” he paused as he saw bokuto and hinata look at him curiously. “otherwise known as being double-jointed. and no, i will not slap you. next tweet, please.”
“how boring, omi.” atsumu teased, sakusa rolled his eyes at the setter. “next. tweet.”
“okay, okay. calm down.” atsumu surrendered, bokuto plucked another piece of paper before reading it out loud.
“is sakusa’s girlfriend single? because i saw her in msby’s game against raijins and damn. if sakusa doesn’t wife her up immediately then i would gladly do the honors.” the whole room went silent after bokuto read the paper. the spiker’s eyes widened as he looked towards sakusa.
“i was only reading the tweet!”
“no. she isn’t, next question.” was only sakusa’s answer. his voice left no room for argument as atsumu hastily grabbed another piece of paper, moving on from the previous tweet.
the team believed that due to sakusa’s reaction, that segment would be removed. but to the surprise of everyone, it was part of the final cut and managed to blow up. the fans swooned on how territorial sakusa had been and there were a few feedbacks that sakusa’s eyes softened at the mention of your name in the video.
sakusa knew that, but he would never admit to it.
“so.” you start as you lie down next to your boyfriend as the both of you watch the interview. “territorial, huh.”
“you’re mine and you know it.” sakusa grumbled as he cuddled closer to your chest, watching the remaining few minutes.
“of course i am, ‘yoomi.” you reply, kissing the crown of his head and watching the interview once more.
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Omg I’ve been binge reading your headcanons these last couple of days and I am absolutely I’m love with your writing!! There was just an idea that popped into my head, can I request the haikyuu boys scolding their pregnant s/o as they caught them doing something they definitively shouldn’t do, for example climb a high chair or shelf to reach something? I am in my baby fever feels 🥺🥺 with iwaizumi, suna, atsumu kuroo and whoever you like 🥰
a/n : stoppp omg tysm i’m so happy so hear that!! <333 apparently i’m on a baby fever roll too so here you go my dear nonnie😽 and thanks again :>>
⁀➷ timeskip! iwaizumi, suna, atsumu, kuroo, kita
SCOLDING THEIR PREGNANT S/O FOR DOING SOMETHING « DANGEROUS »
⁀➷ cw : mention of food for kita / kuroo and atsumu pick you up
« you seriously thought i wouldn’t catch you disobeying me ? » he rhetorically asks when he sees you trying to get off of the counter as soon as you hear his footsteps in the corridor. obviously he doesn’t just stay there with his arms crossed but instead tells you to hold on to his arms to help you get down. surprisingly enough, he doesn’t really scold you for your recklessness... and you understand why the next day. it’s only 7am and morning sickness is what wakes you up, but you only get out of bed after realizing iwa isn’t next to you. and clearly you didn’t expect to see him sitting in the kitchen surrounded by wooden planks and metallic tools. « what ? » he asks in front of your surprised expression, then explains himself very naturally : « these shelves are obviously out of reach for you, i have to rebuild them »
he knows you want to prove that you’re still capable of doing everything you used to do ; and that’s why, after grabbing what you needed on the shelf, he has no choice but to threaten you in his own way : « if i ever catch you doing this kind of shit again, no more belly rubs for you, understood ? ». but in fact he did catch you ‘doing this shit again’ a few days later... and your belly was still thoroughly rubbed that same evening. sat between his legs with a satisfied smile spread on your lips, you watched him point a finger at your belly : « now listen up, little one » he started with a very serious tone « don’t you dare be as stubborn as your mom, because i won’t be able to handle two of you... i can barely handle one ». chuckling at his words, you laid your head on his shoulder and grabbed his hand to put it back on your belly, « don’t worry, i think you handle me perfectly well, rin »
unlike iwaizumi, it’s through words that atsumu calmly communicates you his concern. « BABY WHAT’RE YA DOIN’ ??! ARE YA OUT OF YER MIND? WHAT IF TSUMU JUNIOR GETS HURT, HUH ? ». but as soon as he sees you trying to get off that chair on your own, he runs to you with his arms stretched out in front of him. « for the last time, we’re not calling our baby tsumu junior » you giggle as he carefully carries you to the couch, where he sits down to put your legs on his lap. « but think about it! » he exclaims, « that way ya won’t ever have to say ‘i love ya’ to someone whose name isn’t atsumu... ». you roll your eyes, amused, and point out that he seems to have already thought everything through. and his answer is the same as usual : « well what else’m i supposed to think about if it’s not the two of ya ? »
suddenly this smart mouth loses the ability to string more than two words together : « wow- wait! wha-hold up, don’t- you shouldn’t- ». in other terms, he’s panicking. « relax, tetsu. i’m ok » you try to calm him down as he carries you to help you get down from that chair with a worried look in his eyes. « what’s the point of having a tall husband if you’re still trying to reach the shelves on your own ?! » he asks you after making sure you’re safe and sound. at his words, you flash him a smile that you know he won’t be able to resist, before wrapping your arms tightly around his waist : « this ». and you were right, as much as he’s still upset about what just happened, he can’t resist that smile. « ok you got me there », he chuckles, but promises himself to really lecture you after the hug..
a single glare from kita is enough to make you understand that you’re in trouble. big time. but as usual he doesn’t even raise his voice, which might even be worse... « what did i tell ya ? » he asks you once you have both feet on the floor. at first you don’t think that he actually expects an answer, but he absolutely does... so you eventually give it to him, almost reciting it by heart : « if you ever need something, call me before doing anything stupid ». he nods approvingly, but you still feel the need to defend yourself, telling him that you didn’t want to bother him while he was busy outside. « whatever it is that i’m doin’ outside, it can’t be more important than not lettin’ ya get hurt », he replies before outstretching his arm to grab two chocolate bars on the shelf : « i guess this is what ya wanted ? », he asks in a softer tone before putting them in your hand with a gentle smile. « you know me too well shin », you mirror his smile, placing a quick peck on his lips.
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based off a tiktok
character/s: kuroo tetsuro ; kenma kozume ; suna rintaro ; iwaizumi hajime ; bokuto koutaro ; terushima yuuji ; ushijima watakoshi ; miya atsumu ; oikawa tooru
genre/s: fluff ig
gwen's notes 🤍: just a quick post y'all im still on hiatus mwa <3 thank u for 800 followers thinking of an event for 1k 😩
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⤷ oikawa, akaashi, kenma, iwaizumi; [gn!reader]
warnings/genre: fluff, pda (iwaizumi + kenma), oiks and the reader are in the shower together but it’s not sexual, mentions of jealousy in iwa’s
notes: please reblog !! i’ll pinky promise to give u my first born <3 /j
call him pretty boy. call him pretty boy. call-
he’s really easy to fluster tbh he just won’t admit it
1000/10 v cute when he’s flustered
“baby?” he hums, stepping into the living room, where you’re currently sitting. your eyes don’t leave the tv screen, though you’re listening to him nonetheless.
“yeah?” you respond, eventually looking over to him. a towel hangs around his hips, his hair dripping, and a bottle of his shampoo in one hand.
“you- uhm,” it’s now that you notice the blush coating his cheeks, turning the tips of his ears pink. “do you wanna wash my hair?”
it takes a moment for you to understand. earlier, he’d mentioned the long day he’d had, and you assumed that’s why he disappeared to the bathroom to shower. you were right... partially, anyway.
you smile. “yeah, i’ll be there in a minute.”
it didn’t take long before you were stepping into the shower behind him, letting him press a quick kiss the the place between your eyebrows, losing your hands in his wet hair.
he sighs as he leans into you and rests his forehead into the crook of your neck. you can feel his breath against your skin, the ghost of his lips.
“what, do you like that?” a bubbly laugh escapes you.
oikawa doesn’t answer, he just hums as you continue you run your nails through his hair. when you get out, you’ll assume the red coating his face is from the heat of the water... you’ll be wrong.
he’s so soft !! (and easy to fluster)
it’s easier to fluster him in public but it’s so much more fun to do it in private, you’ll get more of a reaction
as opposed to the “akaashi.exe has stopped working” you’ll get in public
“do you know where my—” akaashi didn’t finish the sentence. he had his answer now, emerging from your shared bedroom and his eyes landing on his sweatpants.
the sweatpants that you were wearing.
“hm?” you asked innocently, momentarily unaware of why he was staring at you. “oh, i can take them off if you want. they just looked comfy.”
“no!” akaashi said all too quickly, and then again quieter. “no, you can leave them on. i have a different pair somewhere.”
you just stared at him for a while, trying to make sense of the look on his face. for a moment, you thought that he was anxious or... maybe embarrassed? you couldn’t quite tell.
what you were sure of, however, was that his face was dusted pink all the way to the tips of his ears, and he was playing with his fingers.
he was about to disappear back into the bedroom when you spoke again.
“is everything alright?”
he cleared his throat as his eyes darted to the ground. “yeah, i’m okay. i’m alright.”
if you try to fluster him it won’t work, it’s honestly just random, seemingly insignificant things that make him malfunction
tbh though you can just kiss him and he short circuits </3
also pda,, any small amount of pda,,
“y/n!” iwaizumi called, maneuvering through the crowd of people. it always got like this after games.
despite not being able to see him, you could hear the smile on his face. a similar expression crossed your face as he finally reached you. his hand found the small of your back and he pulled you towards him, staring directly at the random guy that had decided to start flirting with you.
“hi, i’m iwaizumi.” he said, giving a tense smile and holding out his hand.
the stranger introduces himself as well and moves to shake your boyfriend’s hand. you watched iwaizumi’s knuckles turn white with how hard he gripped the other guy’s hand.
its a rare occasion that iwaizumi gets jealous. nevertheless, it’s almost heartbreaking after the fact; he gets insecure and cuddly, giving you a pitiful look that you wouldn’t be able to find in any other situation.
you grab his hand, causing him to look over at your beaming face. a blush begins to creep across his face, but that’s not what does him in.
“he’s actually my boyfriend.” you say, still smiling, like he’s the best thing that ever happened to you.
there might have been more to the conversation — iwaizumi’s not sure, he’s still processing what just happened. the smile on your face is imprinted in his mind by now, but he doesn’t have any complaints about that.
the guy makes up a quick excuse and leaves, giving you an opening to press a quick kiss to iwaizumi’s cheek and begin pulling him away.
pls kiss him while he’s streaming
or really just do anything affectionate while he’s on stream
words cannot describe the pride the fills his chest when his chat explodes with compliments about you, saying how lucky he is
from the next room, you could hear kenma talking and the loud clicks of his keyboard. what you failed to notice was the time; you assumed he was talking to his friends, not streaming.
you knocked lightly on the door, walking on in before he could even answer. he took his headset off on one side and his eyes flicker over to you. a smile crosses his face.
“i’m almost done,” he says. “i cant really pause right now.”
“that’s fine, just missed you.”
you make your way over to him, wrapping your arms around him and setting your chin atop his head. you move to press a kiss to his temple, then glance at his screen. it’s then that you notice that he was not, in fact, just talking to his friends.
you feel your face heat up. quickly, you step out of view of the camera and almost begin to apologize. the laugh that escapes kenma is what stops you.
“i’ll be done soon, promise.” he says, and there’s no denying the blush on his face. kenma looks back over to his computer screen, seeing the comments flood it.
‘wait was that y/n!!!!?!!??!’
‘STFU THEY’RE SO PRETTY??’
‘if he treats them wrong i’m right here </3’
needless to say, “i want someone to look at me like kodzuken looks at y/n” became a popular template for a while.
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hi!! i really love ur works and idrk if this is where i write my request but can you write about that tiktok prank where you keep removing their hands from your owns while they're driving so they start to get irritated and grabbed ur thighs instead? u can ignore this message if u dont do reqs! love lots <3 (tsukishima, kuroo, ushijima) if possible!! :)
YOU REMOVE THEIR HAND FROM YOUR THIGH WHEN THEY'RE DRIVING
characters: iwaizumi + kuroo + tsukishima + ushijima + (gn!reader)
notes: this isn't even a trend any more cause it's been so long 😭i'm sorry but hope u enjoy <3 i added iwa cause i felt like it :) ALSO i misread the ask and only realized after i wrote everything so it's a lil different i'm sorry sfjkdghk
★ iwaizumi would slowly slide his hand back the first time, thinking you did it as a mistake or something. but when you keep doing it, he raises a brow and clenches his jaw, a dangerous smile appearing on his face. when he reaches a red light and turns to find you hiding your smile, he rolls his eyes and grabs your thigh with some extra force (not enough to hurt, just to get you flustered) and faces the front like nothing happened. "cut that shit out, you know better."
★ kuroo turns to you immediately, a questioning smile on his face cause he knows you're up to no good. he slides his hand back just for you to shove it off again and he lets out a huff of laughter, shaking his head. he keeps on driving with a smile that's far too casual. "you're not playing very nice, kitten. see where that gets you." he waits a second before bringing his hand back to your thigh, squeezing it cheekily when you don't shrug him off. he smirks, smug as ever, "that's what i thought."
★ tsukishima glares at you so hard you're surprised you don't combust then and there. when you turn your body so you're facing away from him, his eyes narrow but he gets more worried as time passes and you don't look at him. he mutters out a quiet, but soft. "is something wrong?" when you hear the worry in his tone, you can't keep it up any longer. you let him know it was a prank and he rolls his eyes. "you're insufferable." will not put his hand back unless you put it yourself and hold it there, cause he can be insufferable too <3
★ ushijima is confused and slowly places his hand back, his brows furrowing when you put his hand back on his side. immediately asks if everything is alright. when you don't respond (so you don't laugh) he turns to you, glancing every few seconds. and once he hits you with that "love?" there's no going back. you take his hand and put it back yourself––he's very confused but doesn't question it, just gives you a few loving pats before resting his hand again.
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surprising your long distance boyfriend
feat. Osamu, Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Bokuto
♡ a/n: based off couch boy slander tiktok
You found yourself getting more and more nervous as you moved up in line. Of course you were excited to see your boyfriend after what seemed like forever- but your heart was still pounding.
The hoodie you were did a sufficient job at enveloping you, hiding your facial features. If you kept your head down, then Osamu wouldn’t be able to recognize you when you ordered food.
It didn’t take too long for you to reach the register. You lowered your head, and even though this was part of the plan, you wished you could see your boyfriend’s face again.
“Hey, what can I get for ya?” Osamu asks, and you’re wondering what kind of expression he has on his face. Clearly a customer not making any sort of eye contact with him is grounds for suspicion, but Osamu didn’t question it.
“Mm, can I get my usual please?” you ask, your voice slightly altered so that he wouldn’t recognize you outright.
“Ah, I’m sorry, I don’t remember people’s favorites” Osamu apologized.
“No? But the last time I was here, the person remembered my usual!” you pressed on, finding it hard not to break character.
“I’m literally the only person who works here, I can assure you that-” Osamu goes speechless when you finally lift your head, grinning at your boyfriend.
Osamu’s open mouth turns into a smile as he quickly rushes from behind the counter over to you. He immediately embraces you, resting his forehead onto yours. Osamu’s gaze is soft and so full of love at the sight of you.
“Well of course you can get your usual babe. You’re the only one who can”
Kuroo looks down at his phone, letting out a small sigh before sending you a text.
just got to kenma’s. I'll call you when I get back home. get plenty of rest, okay? I love you
As Kuroo walked in, he made no attempt to hide his solemn expression. Even though he was supposed to have a guy’s night with Kenma, Bokuto, and Akaashi, he couldn’t help but worry about you.
“Hey Kuroo, what’s wrong?” Kenma asks.
Kuroo shakes his head, “Y/n’s been super sick the entire day. And it’s frustrating because I can’t be right there next to them to help in any way.”
“How bad is it?” Akaashi asks, standing from his seat to hand Kuroo a drink.
“Really bad. They’ve been sleeping this entire day. And then not too long ago Y/n ate one thing and threw it up.” Kuroo answers, his eyes slowly flickering to you before looking back at Akaashi.
And then Kuroo’s eyes shifted back to you. He stared at you for a couple seconds before his eyes widened. Because when he first saw you, he saw familiarity. It only took him a longer glance to realize that this person sitting on the couch wasn’t a you lookalike, but was indeed you.
Laughter immediately filled the room. The moment you stood up, Kuroo has you pulled into his arms, still in disbelief.
“I- excuse me?” Kuroo’s surprised expression doesn’t waver. He backs away from the hug just a bit just to take another look at you, just to confirm everything. And when he sees your smiling face, he pulls you back in tighter.
“Oh my god, Y/n was right in front of you, watching you talk and you didn’t notice” Bokuto cackles. Indeed, the other three friends found it amusing that Kuroo didn’t notice you at first.
But Kuroo let them tease you, he didn’t mind at all. With you in his arms, nothing else mattered.
If there was anything that Iwaizumi’s friend group loved to do- it was going out for food. And today was no exception as he and the other three were out in a nice restaurant for some lunch.
“Say.. how's Y/n doing?” Oikawa asks, placing down his phone in front of him on the table. Iwaizumi looks up from his food, missing the mischievous expression on his friends’ faces.
“Uhhh they’re doing well! The same as usual.” Iwaizumi answers. And while that was the truth, he felt a bit guilty. His response seemed so lackluster, but truly there wasn’t really anything exciting that was happening with you as of lately. Or so he thought.
“Aw, well I miss talking to Y/n, can we video call them?” Oikawa asks, and the other two friends eagerly agree.
Iwaizumi shrugs, there wasn’t anything wrong with doing so, and he knew that you weren’t particularly busy right now. So it couldn’t hurt to try and call you. So Iwaizumi leaned his phone against a glass of water before pressing the call button on your contact.
You could only imagine the surprise on Iwaizumi’s face when he saw the phone in front of Oikawa light up. He stared at the phone- slowly recognizing it to be yours.
And in an instant, Iwaizumi stands up from the table, scanning the entire restaurant. It couldn’t be, right?
But it was. He spotted you a couple of tables away, peeking behind a menu. Once you know you were caught, you got up from your own table to run up to your boyfriend. You practically jump into his arms, and Iwaizumi holds you close.
“I- how was this all organized?” he asks, completely surprised at what he was seeing in front of him. When did you and his friends plan this all out? How did he not notice?
But before you can even respond, Iwaizumi leans in to give you a much needed kiss. Your answers could wait.
You quietly chuckled to yourself, watching your boyfriend play the sport he was best at. You were watching in secret, obscuring some of the features of your face with a bucket hat so that you wouldn’t be immediately recognizable.
Coach Foster allowed you to sit on the sideline bench with him and the other players in an attempt to surprise Bokuto. You could have sat with the rest of the audience, but with so many other people cheering for your boyfriend, you knew that you needed to be closer in order for the plan to work.
Your plan, by the way, was to continue lurking near the coach, acting as his assistant of sorts. And by the end of the match, Coach Foster would ‘introduce’ you to the team, to which you would rip off your disguise to surprise your boyfriend.
It was a great plan in your head at least.
But when the first set was over, with MSBY taking the win, you couldn’t help but lift your hat up a bit to get a better look at Bokuto. He was smiling amongst his teammates, happy he had done so well.
All of a sudden, his eyes immediately glanced over to you. You watched as he froze in place for a split second. And before you could even blink, Bokuto was sprinting over to you at full force, his arms stretched out and his grin even wider than before. Unfortunately, his attempt to hug you turned more into a tackle, causing both of you to fall onto the floor of the gym.
You can hear the loud gasps coming from the audience, but they soon turned into cheers when you and Bokuto share a sweet kiss.
The two of you manage to sit up, and Bokuto moves his hands from your sides to your cheeks, wonder filling his eyes.
“Oh my god it really is you” he laughed, pulling you in for another kiss before he had to go back onto the court.
Maybe it was a coincidence, but Bokuto did extremely well while playing during the match. And according to him, it was all because of you.
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