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scarletgray · 1 year
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oikawa: why did you give me flowers?
oikawa: r u gay?
iwaizumi: oikawa, this is a funeral, go put those flowers on the casket and come back my God
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trueshellz · 2 years
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Haikyuu Boys: Pregnancy Annoucement Angst
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Warnings: reader crying, kuroo shouting, things thrown, mentions of leaving, iwaizumi accuses you of cheating, crying, hugging, angst but happy ending, female reader
Summary: Part 2 to this but with Kuroo and Iwaizumi
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You had found out you were pregnant a few days ago, with your long term boyfriend often out the country you were struggling with how to tell him and when to tell him. He was home for a while and thought you would broach the subject and see his reaction. You had went out and bought a cute gift bag with some baby trainers in there similar to the ones he always wore and hidden it under your clothes to surprise him with.
Kuroo
"Tetsu... you want kids someday right?"
Kuroo shrugged, his expression nonchalant as he moved around the kitchen. You were making breakfast together, thankfully your stomach wasn't so bad this morning, and you thought this would be a good time. You smiled when he leaned down to kiss you, putting some toast on a plate, but a small gnawing of worry formed in your stomach when he started frowning.
"If I'm honest, not right now. I'm so busy with work and everything, especially the recent promotion, an ankle biter would just make things difficult for me."
For him?
Him?
What about you?
"Yeah but, it'd be nice? You'd be home more and-"
"You want me home more? I didn't know that. We don't need a kid for that though, kitten."
"No, but-"
"And anyway, it'll be too much work, life is stressful enough anyway I don't want a kid too."
Suddenly your appetite had gone, you stared down at your plate and frowned. How had this gone so, so wrong? Gritting your teeth, you forced a smile on your face as you looked at his back, hand rubbing your lower stomach as you vowed to keep your baby safe. You hoped once you told him, he would have a change of heart... he loved you right?
"Tetsu, what if-"
A long pause, his hands frozen as he turned to face you with another frown. His eyes darting between your face and stomach, pan still in his hand from making breakfast.
"I just said, I don't want a kid. Why do you keep asking?"
Now you were pissed, nodding along with his rant again about his job and stress you rose up and grabbed a hoodie to pull on over your t-shirt and leggings. The small bag you had prepared behind the sofa, the same one you picked up and hurled at his chest. Watching in anguish as it landed on the floor with a thud, one shoe popping out and rolling to his foot.
"We don't need you anyway. I'll look after my baby myself."
Kuroo stopped, his eyes meeting yours as he let the words sink in and felt the small trainer land next to his barefoot. Bending down he picked up the bag, peering inside to see a small card and a picture of a positive pregnancy test. He felt his heart stop, a lump in his throat as he looked up at you and started to make his way to hug you. Stopping short when you held your hand up, shaking your head at him while tears ran down your face.
I did that.
"I- kitten? I-"
"Don't worry, I'll be out your hair soon. I'm going back to my parents house. You don't need to concern yourself with me, Tetsuro."
He winced at the use of his full name, something you hadn't called him in years. The small trainer still in his hand, so small compared to his own frame. He imagined how tiny the baby must be now, gaze landing on you as he tried to remember if your body had changed. Taking a deep breath, he moved forward and held your wrist this time and used the tug you forward until you landed on his chest. He was well prepared for you to hit him, not that it hurt at all, he could see your shoulders shaking as you cried and landed blows on his bare chest. His arms wrapping around you even though you resisted and tugged you forward until your tears met his warm skin, chin leaning in your head as he rocked you side to side.
"I hate you."
"I know, kitten."
"You don't want this."
"I was shocked and yeah, I was speaking earlier about my job and shit. But when you told me, I don't know. I imagined you all pregnant, then a little girl who looks like you. And then the thought of losing you. Baby, I'm upset that I made you cry and I hate that youre hurting because of me. I didnt mean to hurt you, I swear. Please believe me."
Iwaizumi
Iwaizumi spent so much of his time travelling, between his time with the team abroad and his own training and qualifications it was often a whirlwind when he came home. You had been toying with the idea of telling him so many times, but each time he came home he was exhausted and barely able to keep his eyes open long enough. On the days he was recovered, he would often just want to take you out and spend time with you and the last thing hou wanted was to spring this on him at a dinner date.
The one evening he was sat on the sofa, laptop perched on his thighs as he completed his pre-travel paperwork while you made dinner. Your eyes casting back and looking at the place you had stored the gift bag, between the sofas on the floor near him. Every so often, you would glance up and catch his eye causing him to smile at you, about an hour passed and while dinner cooked you decided to try and have a chat with him.
"Haji... can I ask you something?"
"Sure, doll."
"If I got pregnant-"
A hand gripping your arm made you jump, eyes meeting his worried ones. "You're pregnant? I thought you were on birth control-"
"Listen, I-"
"I don't understand how you thought this was ok. I mean, I got my job and I'm always travelling. The last thing I want is a kid."
"But, Haji if you just-"
"Wait. Is it even mine? I've been away so much, doll. You been getting lonely without me?"
What?
Standing back up, you pressed your hands to your eyes as he rambled on behind you about fidelity and how you should have been taking your tablets. You could feel your lunch from earlier sitting in your stomach, a hollow feeling ever growing the more he spoke. Reaching down to pick up the bag, you thrust it in his chest and pushed it against him. His eyes widening when he saw the watery tracks running down your face, hand reaching out for you only for it to be slapped away.
"Don't. Touch me."
"Doll, I-"
"No, Hajime."
Turning away you wrenched your arm when he tried to hold it, the bag still clutched in his hand when he stood in front of you. Your vision was obstructed with tears, birk g tour lip to stop the sobs escaping as you covered your mouth.
"Baby, I didn't mean-"
"But you did!" You didn't mean to shout the last bit, hands wiping your face as you shook your head in dismay. "How dare you! How dare you stand there and accuse me of sleeping around. You go around gallivanting in different countries, how can I believe that you don't have a girlfriend in each place? Hmm? You think that little of me? Of our relationship? I love you, Hajime." A huff as you laughed, the sound empty and humourless. "Well, I did anyway."
Turning away again you stopped when his arms wrapped around you from behind, his head dropped on your shoulder as you felt his body shake. Your own tears starting up again when he sucked in a breath, a sniffle as he gathered himself.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it and it was a dumbass thing to say. I swear on my life that I will make it up to you." His arms tightening around you as he whispered your name. "Please. Please don't leave me. I love you so much."
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dalgikiss · 1 year
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'Til Kingdom Come
princess diaries totally lied about what happens when you become a princess btw
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genre: romance, coming-of-age, royalty
i. start of something new
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You can’t help but stare in awe at the palace building in front of you, with the dark blue and white flags dancing in the air to a rhythm that you cannot hear. 
The palace towers above you, white stone marble glinting from the sunlight. You crane your neck, almost falling backwards in a sore attempt to catch the top of the castle. Your grandmother’s guard, Akira, catches you with a reassuring hand to your back, holding back his laughter while you struggle to catch your footing. 
The wooden doors open the second the guards see your grandmother ascending the marble stairs, and you hurriedly follow behind her, ignoring the way some of the guards openly gaped at you. Your grandmother glances over her shoulder, taking note of the unease on your face. 
“You needn’t worry,” She reassures you, a hand gently pushing your shoulders back to straighten your posture, “You will do a fine job of being our princess” 
The words are meant to be comforting, you know, but the pressure bears down harder on your chest instead. 
Becoming a princess at the age of 18 is not something that you were even mildly prepared for. It’s something out of a fairytale, a dream that many young girls have. You were no different, especially after watching ‘Princess Diaries’ starring your all time favorite actress, Anne Hathaway. 
However, something twisted in your gut as you stared at your grandmother’s tiara, glittering diamonds reflecting in the sunlight casting a shadow over your figure as though to warn you, your experience would be nothing like the beloved coming-of-age film. 
Akira gestures for you to walk down a hallway, large oil paintings adorning the walls depicting the past rulers of Aoba Johsai and their family members. You can’t help but pause at a photo of your father when he was younger, dressed in a black uniform with gold buttons and different colored ribbons decorating his chest while he grinned wildly at the camera. Your grandmother stood in the background, a soft smile on her face, while your late grandfather mimicked your father’s expression. 
“You know,” Your grandmother suddenly appears behind you, gazing fondly at the photo, “You have your grandfather’s eyes”
You can’t help but gently reach up towards your eyes, staring intently at the photo of your late grandfather. The longer you stare at the photo, the more the realization dawns upon you. 
I’m a princess 
These people are my family
This is not a game
Your grandmother seems to sense your inner turmoil, turning to face you as your expression begins to morph into something akin to fear. 
“I’ve said it before, and I will say it again,” She pulls your hand away from your face, tilting your chin up, “You will make a fine ruler of this country. You will not let me down”
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subp0r · 1 year
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🥺💗✨ Wink wink
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sir-kuroo · 8 months
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𖦹 f!reader, just rough unprotected sex
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HE HURT HIMSELF while playing volleyball again and just like the usual, you kissed his wound before keeping the medicine kit. "This hurts too," he whined and you gulped when he brought your hand over the huge bulge of his gray sweatpants, dragging it along his waistband, which you didn't hesitate to pull down. Your eyes widened as his erect cock popped upright. Your tongue reflexively moistened your lips at the delicious sight of it.
"Would you give it a kiss too?" He whispered under a sleazy grin.
"Which lips do you want?" You breathed out and you surely saw him get a tad bigger.
He ran his curled finger over your lips and you anticipated sucking it, but he pulled away.
"Is this one ready?" He asked while the tip of his fingers rubbed your pussy over your panties like he's squeezing the juice out of you. "Fuck..." He hissed, seeing how quickly he made you feel aroused. "Just the sight of my cock and you're this wet."
"P-Please..." You begged as you rolled your hips against his touch.
He groaned in return unable to hold back any longer. Positioning yourself over his lap, he set aside your panties and aligned his cock on your entrance. Without hesitations, he pushed his hips upwards, penetrating you deep.
You moaned and he grunted. He didn't bother taking it slow and he slammed with endless speed, making you wrap your arms around his strong body. "W-Wait! Wait! I can't...take it!" You pleaded but he didn't budge, instead he got both of his palms on the surface of the bed, pushing himself up and down against you and showing you who's in control. You felt your inside heating up as his dick felt like tearing you apart yet it felt so good you're about to lose your mind. Your head swung back not bearing the intensity and soon, you let go of your hold of him, your back falling in bed. He hovered you, not letting go. With such force, he rammed into you finishing himself. You convulsed, cumming hard around him at the same time.
You both caught your breaths and he placed gentle kisses on your temple. "Does this hurt?" He asked, tenderly touching your pussy. "Do I have to give it a kiss?" He whispered and you knew you couldn't stop him. Your head started spiraling when he sucked you in, bringing you back in bliss again probably for the entire night.
—♡ kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, atsumu, lev, osamu, iwaizumi, ushijima, terushima, daichi, hirugami
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lumiinix · 1 year
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You like to call your boyfriend cute when you talk about him to your coworkers, saying things like: “He’s so cute, he cooks for me all the time!” or “My boyfriend just bought me this flower bouquet for our date! Isn’t he the cutest?” and it planted an image into your coworkers mind of your boyfriend being this soft looking guy. So they definitely didn’t expect a tall muscular guy with a face that literally embodies “if looks could kill” to walk into the building claiming to be your boyfriend and that you had asked him to pick you up. But it did help a little when you run into his arms telling how much you miss him and for a moment, they catch his hard face turned soft. Ok maybe he was a little cute.
-Sakusa, Ushijima, Kageyama, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima.
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loveephia · 1 year
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iwaizumi hajime was resting his head on your lap. you combed your fingers through his spiky brunette locks, which slowly lulled him to sleep. he can only think about how he managed to get such a cute girlfriend (who he.. may have thought was confessing to oikawa, and not him).
though the both of you go to different schools, you always drop off a bento box full of delicious food on iwaizumi's desk. everyone in class marvels at it, drooling by just the aroma. oikawa doesn't want to admit it, but even he is jealous of his best friend's new relationship.
iwaizumi travels over to your high school after seijoh's dismissal, and he waits patiently for you to come out. once you do, you lock arms with him, and the both of you walk each other home.
every time iwaizumi has to do push-ups, you willingly offer to plant yourself on iwaizumi's back to help add difficulty to his training. due to it, you've noticed that iwaizumi's gotten bulkier.
you've never once questioned iwaizumi's love for godzilla because truthfully, you find it adorable.
what else you find adorable is the way iwaizumi's face glows a nice shade of red whenever you shower him in love, give him quick kisses, or pat him on the head.
whenever you get drowsy from the lack of sleep, you often gush over iwaizumi like he's not even there.
"..my boyfriend is s'strong, and.." a pause, "very s'per amazingly handsome. dunno why.. girls like 'kawa when hajime is right there, but s'whatever. i have hajime all to myself.." cue the infamous red face of iwaizumi hajime. too bad you've already fallen asleep to see it.
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yomiro · 2 months
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🌌🌌🌌🌌
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semifilms · 1 year
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doing that silly little lipstick tiktok trend to the song “k.” by cigarettes after sex with them. when you pan the camera to him wiping away your smudged lipstick and he’s just staring at you with so much adoration and a little smile on his lips—face covered in kiss marks. which causes you to smile hard at the sight. once the audio cuts off and the video stops you turn to him, “see that was fun wasn’t it?” and he’s completely zoned or now just staring at your lips—his slightly parted. you know exactly what he wants now and you wouldn’t hesitate to lean in to lock your lips with his. once you pull out of the kiss he’s cheesing and is all, “if there’s ever anymore trends like that don’t even ask me, i’ll do it no questions asked.”
ATSUMU, SEMI, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, kuroo, BOKUTO, konoha, ARAN, SUNA, hinata, SUGAWARA, daichi, TANAKA, NOYA, kyotani, TERUSHIMA, aone, tendo,
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omitea · 1 month
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𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
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he loves waking up next to you, the warm sun shining on your entangled bodies through the curtains as you finally stir awake. his eyes are puffy and weary with sleep as he grins lazily at you. he looks so peaceful that you can’t help but place a delicate kiss on his beautiful- yet adorable nose. the action causes him to pull you impossibly closer as he mumbles a deep, “good morning, sweetheart,” in the crook of your neck.
and you think for a brief moment that maybe you should cancel your plans and stay in bed with him for the rest of the day.
| kuroo, OSAMU, iwaizumi, USHIJIMA, akaashi, sakusa |
| NANAMI, gojo, geto, higuruma |
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©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !
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rkgknno · 8 months
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Happy 819 Day~~~~ welcome to the Oikawa and Atsumu eventually becoming friends agenda
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makkir0ll · 13 days
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"you have really long eyelashes"
it catches him off guard. you guys are just laying in your bed scrolling on your own phones. he didn't even feel you staring at him. how long have you been looking?
"thanks?" he replies
"no i mean seriously like drop the lash serum." you joke at him as you continue to observe him.
they're long and thick. the kind of lashes that have a natural curl, unlike yours, that fall straight down and take several minutes to curl to your perfect liking. not to mention the layers of mascara you apply to get them to even remotely look like his.
he turns his head to you and you don't miss his dilated pupils as his eyes bore into yours. you take note of how the lashes perfectly frame his eyes. and you're so jealous.
but then an idea pops into your head, you smile to yourself and he senses it coming.
"can i-"
"no" he cuts you off.
"babe please you don't even know what i was about to say!" you grab onto his shoulder as you plead.
"whatever it is im sure it's going to be bad." he retorts, turning his face away from you and going back on his phone.
"i'll buy you you're favorite food."
and that's how you end up here on his lap with your mascara in your hand. his hair is pushed back as his hands rest on your hips, drawing small circles as he awaits your actions.
you open the bottle with the black liquid and bring the wand close to his eyes. "don't move" you whisper and he listens. mainly because he's scared that you're going to poke his eye out as you bring the wand to the base of his eyelashes and wiggle it slowly before moving it up to coat the length of the lashes. some of the mascara gets on his eyelids. you repeat the actions on the other eye before going back and doing a second coat. you can tell that he might be slightly nervous that you're going to blind him with the way he holds his breath and the grip he has on your hips get ever so slightly tighter.
you move yourself off his lap and he goes to grab his phone so he can see what he looks like.
"wait no not yet, i'm still not done" you say as you go and grab ur q-tips and micellar water.
"still?"
"yes still, i need to clean up the mascara on your eyelids," you say as you place yourself back on his lap. you open the bottle of micellar water and carefully put the clear liquid on the q-tip. you bring the white stick of cotton to his eyes and you tell him to close them. he feels the wet cotton and it's a weird feeling. you watch the q-tip turn darker the more mascara you wipe off.
"okay i'm done!" you say and he opens his eyes and you don't think he's ever looked more majestic. his already long lashes looking even longer and bolder now that he has the mascara to bring them out. you notice that the color of his eyes pop more. "you look so pretty" you smile as lean in to pepper kisses along his face. his cheeks feel warm and he can already tell that they're probably red.
he reaches over to his phone and opens the camera app and switches the camera so he can see himself. and he immediatly notices the stark difference in his eyes with the mascara. he brings his fingers to his lashes to touch them. it feels weird and his eyes kind of feel weighed down. but he has no regrets when he sees you smiling at him so fondly.
"they look nice." he smiles at you, dropping his phone to the side.
"i know right, ugh im so jealous i wish i had your lashes. all my problems would be solved." you say, thinking about the long and excruciating lash routine you perform every morning.
"all of them?"
"yes, all of them."
he chuckles at your words. "alright, but can you take it off now, it feels weird." he says, hands coming to touch his lashes again. you pout as you grab the micellar water you put away and a cotton pad and remove the mascara from his eyelashes, being gentle so that he doesn't lose a few. he appreciates the action. and maybe he would let you put more than just mascara on his face another day.
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KAGEYAMA (has the best lashes argue with the wall), suna, tsukishima (genuinely terrified that you're going to make him go blind), OSAMU, kuroo, MATSUKAWA MY LOVE, iwaizumi, OIKAWA (he would eat that shit up), akaashi, kenma, +ur fav.
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subp0r · 10 months
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sir-kuroo · 1 year
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𖦹 themes: x f!reader, public, mutual masturbation, heavy petting
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You should've just dined at home.
It all started with him staring intently at your lips and speaking so intimately close to your face. Now, he’s dragging his lips against the skin of your neck, reaching your earlobe and giving it gentle bite.
“Not here.” You squeezed his thigh under the table as warning, but he took your hand away and led it on the bulge on his pants. You gasped to feel him so hard for you. He pressed your hand even further and used it to stroke his cock over his pants, feeling him throb and get bigger against the touch of your hand.
“Can you feel how hard you make me?”
You let out a strained whimper and gulped dryly.
“There are people,” you said almost breathlessly.
“Then stop your little hand from massaging my cock and push me away. Unless…” He skimmed his palm against your thigh, hiking the skirt of your dress up and finding its way on your panties right at your pussy. You’re so fucking wet. He smirked. “You want it too.”
“Someone might see us.” You heaved.
“Not when you keep it down.” His index and middle fingers circled your clit over your panties, which made you grip on his cock so tight. He groaned against your neck as you tried your best to keep your moan from escaping.
You quietly whined his name when his fingers pressed harder. Your one hand stifled your noises while the other was caressing his cock. His heat seeping through the fabric of his slacks.
You squirmed in your seat as he rubbed the lips of your pussy, teasing your slit and ultimately drenching your panties and the inside of your thighs. Fuck! You’re so ready and horny for him that he felt like bursting anytime soon with just your light caresses over his cock.
Through gritted teeth, he hissed against your ear commanding and begging you at the same time, “Restroom.”
—♡ kuroo, osamu, tsukishima, suna, hirugami, iwaizumi, ushijima
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lumiinix · 1 year
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Whenever he went to the store, ladies will stop on their tracks and look at him with heart on their eyes, they would gossip to eachother about how there’s this handsome man who always came into this store, some even build enough courage to went up to him and strike up a conversation, only to be severely disappointed when they saw the wedding band on his ring finger. It gets awkward for them when they see him again, this time with you by his side, your husband’s hand around your waist and what’s more? A 5 year old child sitting on his shoulder. Yeah, they’re too late, he’s off the market now.
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noosayog · 1 year
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[baby fever - aka 6:36 PM] ft. iwaizumi hajime
wc: 200
ushijima | atsumu | osamu | sakusa | kageyama
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You watch as Miya Atsumu settles into his seat in front of the reporters before setting the little toddler into his lap. She babbles quietly, incoherently as Atsumu answers question after question. 
“Yeah,” you hear Atsumu say, “I think the team works really well together because-” 
“Wa!” the little girl interrupts. 
“Because of our high school rivalries-” 
“Wawa-chan!” 
You watch Atsumu’s little daughter lock focus on Hajime standing next to you, reaching her stubby arms out to him. 
“Wawa-chan!” she repeats. 
Atsumu laughs, “she loves Iwaizumi, our athletic trainer.” 
You look over at your boyfriend, who’s trying to keep a straight face but also raises a hand to wiggle his fingers at the little Miya, who giggles in return. 
“I didn’t know you liked kids,” you whisper at him. 
“I don’t,” he says, all the while still making funny hand motions. 
“If you like them so much,” you snake your fingers into his large palm. “I could help you out.” 
Hajime squeezes your palm in reprimand. “Behave.” He looks over at you out of the corner of his eyes. “Anyway I’d like to get married before that.” 
You sigh dramatically, “such a gentleman. You weren’t last night when we were-” 
He slips the hand that was holding yours around your waist and gives the fat of your hips a solid squeeze. “Behave.” he whispers against your ear.
“Or I’ll make you later.”
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