#justpeachii originals

[justpeachii]

Can I request a tsukishima imagine where you just want him so show pda but he doesn’t like that so you distant yourself and start to hang out with your guy friend more than him because they actually show you affection. Does that make sense? lol I’m sorry 😂

anonymous requested: Can I request a tsukishima imagine where you just want him so show pda but he doesn’t like that so you distant yourself and start to hang out with your guy friend more than him because they actually show you affection. Does that make sense? lol I’m sorry 😂

▷ Pairing: Tsukishima Kei x Reader | platonic! Sugawara Kōshi x Reader

▷ Word Count: ~900

▷ Warnings: Tsukki doesn't feel like he is Enough

▷ a/n: please sir just a crumb of pda?? A measly crumb is all i ask for. Just a tiny amount of affection is all i ask for u stupid dinosaur. i tried a new little… format for this cause why not! enjoy! 

so, this boy does NOT want to show any sort of affection in public. instead, he teases you more.

you see all these other couples walkin around, holding hands, being cute, and you go “tsukki i wanna do that too!” 

“no”

immediately shuts it down. He is not having any of it. He is very much a private person.

even though y’all have been dating for at least 6 months now and the most amount of PDA he gives you is a very unenthusiastic high-five or even a sarcastic ruffle of hair.

“Tsukki, come on! Can’t we hold hands today while we walk to class? I don’t see the big deal.” You pouted, crossing your arms in front of you as you looked your boyfriend over. Clearly, he was not amused at the conversation you two were having right in the middle of the sidewalk.

“No, your hands are probably sweaty and I don’t want to hold your sweaty hand.” 

“What about pinkies? Then you don’t have to touch my sweaty hand.”

The blond rolled his eyes, giving an exasperated sigh. “I already told you no, Y/n.” He began to walk towards the class you shared, leaving you behind in the dust. 

HOWEVER y’all usually have not only Yamaguchi tagging along, but your bff Sugawara! 

You had known Suga for YEARS, much longer than you had Tsukki.

Like you were close enough to spend movie nights curled up cuddling before and during your relationships.

This also means he knows you like the back of his hand. 

It was late. The two of you knew that, but didn’t care- it was a long weekend after all! As the two of you sat on his couch, matching facemasks and plush headbands pulling the hair from your faces as you let the beauty product work its magic. You had been oddly silent all night, going with the flow, but the icing on the cake was the sigh that you released as you plopped your head into his lap. That’s when Sugawara decided it was time to get to the bottom of this. 

“Alright, spill. What has you so… Mopey? Did you fail a test again because you were out with your boyfie every night?”

Opening your eyes, he saw the dejection in them, causing his brow to furrow. The ash blond tilted his head, as if to ask you to tell him everything. It was a look of many words; one you responded to.

“No, more like I was with him but it felt like he didn’t want to be with me… I know he does but he doesn’t show it and it hurts, Suga. Like would it kill the guy to show a little affection once in a while when we aren’t just at home?” You gave a small laugh at your own words, sounding like a whiny teen. “I’m not asking him to make out or anything, just hold his hand!”

“Y/n, I know he loves you, but some people don’t enjoy proclaiming their love publicly, and your boyfriend is one of them. Have you at least tried talking to him?” He didn’t even give you the chance to respond, cutting you off by holding a hand in the air, a stern look on his face. “A real talk.”

Averting your gaze, you grumbled out a small “No” before a small silence fell between the two of you. With a sigh, you sat up, removing the sheet mask from your face, balling it up and tossing it at Suga. “I hate when you’re right.”

“I know! But I am once again, right?”

However, even after a much more serious talk with Tsukishima, things still were not improving. One particularly hard night, you came home late from studying with a couple of friends and he didn’t even greet you. He barely looked your way.

That’s how you found yourself in the spot you were now. You tried to strike up a conversation with him, but his responses were drier than a drought in the middle of August. It led to a spat and you left to stay with Suga for the night. After explaining the events that led up to this, you found yourself snuggled against his chest, where you slept for the night.

And the following nights.

While you tried to re-establish your relationship with your boyfriend, you stayed with Suga. He was acting more like a boyfriend. Even then, you found yourself growing further and further from Tsukki, you things slowly making their way over to your friend’s, split between the two apartments. 

When you would interact with Tsukki, the tension between you two grew. It was sharp enough that one could look at either of you and get hurt. 

On the outside, he looked composed, smug, normal. On the inside, he was thinking he wasn’t good enough, jealousy building in his chest whenever you would smile at Suga and not him. It festered inside, the shade of green painting his features when your back was turned. 

What even were you two? Neither of you had called it quits yet, but you didn’t seem happy with him anymore. 

Maybe he should have held your hand. Maybe then, you wouldn’t be so close, but so far. 

#request #sowing seeds #justpeachii originals #justpeachii requests #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x you #tsukishima x yn #reader insert #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu reader insert #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei x you #tsukishima kei x yn #tsukishima kei imagines #haikyuu imagines #sugawara x reader #platonic! sugawara x reader #listen i love suga he will always be my favorite so of ocurse he is the bff in this LMAO

[justpeachii]

[12:58 am]

It’s late. 

You can clearly see that from the digital clock fixed in the bottom right corner on your laptop as you type away at an essay. It was one you had been working on for weeks, a midterm that was due within the next week. Night after night, you would finish your other work before revising, constantly changing both minor and major things. 

You took a moment to look at the clock once more. Five minutes had passed since you last checked. The clock wasn’t the only thing that was mocking you. With your curtains parted, the soft moonlight that poured in illuminated the room in a white light, contrasting the dingy yellow from your desk lamp. 

Stifling a yawn, you decide against your better judgement and take a moment to rest your head on your desk, closing your tired eyes, and focusing on the soft piano music that was playing. Mozart, Sonata No. 12, second movement. It didn’t take long before your breathing evened out as you fell asleep at your desk.

Ten minutes later, Akaashi knocked gently at your door before peeking his head in. A soft smile spread on his lips when he saw your sleeping form, laptop sitting with your document open. Your loving boyfriend had offered to edit your essay, to which you declined many times, saying you wanted it to be perfect before he looked at it.

With a sigh, he saved the file before quietly closing the device. He brushed a few stray hairs out of your face, admiring how peaceful you looked as you slept. While he didn’t want to wake you from the slumber you had found yourself in, the way you were laying looked to be quite uncomfortable. So, with a light shake of your shoulder, he called out your name, rousing you from your sleep.

When you lifted your head, you blinked back the sleep that clung to your eyelids, squinting up at Akaashi, a sleepy smile finding its way onto your lips. This moment of bliss quickly changed to that of panic as you sat up stiff as a board, hands flying to your laptop to open it, realizing what you had done.

“Shit! Keiji… How long was I asleep? I still have 5 pages to edit.”

If it hadn’t been for Akaashi’s firm but gentle hands, you would have returned back to your work, but his hands took yours and pulled them away, bringing your attention along as well. 

“Y/n, it’s okay. I don’t know how long you were asleep, but you can finish tomorrow. For now, lets get some sleep.” His voice was soft, barely above a whisper. His hands pulled you from your seat and led you to the bed the two of you shared. As you settled in the sheets, he returned to the desk and turned the lamp off before making his way to your side.

When Akaashi did settle next to you, it didn’t take more than 5 minutes for you to fall back asleep, the rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you to sleep much like a sonata.

(A. Keiji x Reader)

#timestamp drabble #akaashi drabble #akaashi x reader #akaashi x you #akaashi x yn #akaashi keiji #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji x you #akaashi keiji x yn #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu reader insert #haikyuu drabble #haikyuu reader insert drabble #i will feed you small drabble before i pass out #justpeachii originals #to the requests that i have: i see you. i am... drafting #i gotta finish a unit plan then i can be FREE for two days before i begin again

[justpeachii]

Pairing: Sugawara Koushi x Female Reader 

Summary: After getting bored with your love life, you download one of those silly dating apps. However, things don’t go as planned, leaving you crying in your best friends arms.

Genre: College AU (Juniors), angst, comfort, platonic, mutual pining but both are dumb, kind of a cliche ending but :’)

Warnings: profanity and that is all.

Word Count: 3.2 K

Author’s Note: hello! This is my first fic here on the good ole tumblr and i hope you enjoy it! This was very much (sadly) based off of real life events and really just something i wanted to write to get my feelings out. i do suggest listening to the little playlist below while reading because not only were they what i listened to while writing, but also what got me through it (along with some great friends). Also uh… i didn’t expect this to be this long hehe YIKES. Anyways, enjoy! (also i’m SORRY TENDO he got the short end of the stick 😭 i’ll make it up i swear)

also tagging the lovely @noya-sannnn​ !! who inspired me to write this!!

Playlist

blame game (acoustic) by mxmtoon

Grow As We Go by Ben Platt

dream of you (acoustic) by mxmtoon

did it to myself by orla gartland 

ready now by dodie 

Comfort Crowd by Conan Gray

Late nights were always the worst. Between the endless torrent of thoughts or the overwhelming amount of homework, sleep was a luxury you could hardly afford. Afterall, juggling not only 18 credit hours of classes, a part-time job, and work projects for your major was not the norm, but for you, it was. 

Not only was sleep something you often overlooked, but love was as well. That is until one night you decided to download one of those silly dating apps on one of those late nights. After choosing a few of your best selfies and creating a fun little bio, you got to swiping.

Left. Left. Left. Pause. Scroll profile. Left. Pause. Scroll profile. Pause. Right.

It’s a Match!

After a moment of hesitation, you closed out of the message prompt, continuing to swipe and scroll before feeling the weight of sleep upon your eyelids. 

It had been two months since matching with Tendo Satori. Two months full of laughter, late nights at each other’s apartments, and confessions of love. Or at least what you thought was love. What started as a spark had grown to the size of a wildfire, burning inside your chest. A newfound love so strong it made your heart ascend to the highest of places.

However, what goes up must come down. 

While you would like to believe it was sudden, all the warning signs were there. Him growing distant, opening texts but not responding, cancelling plans last minute; the list goes on. The one thing that was sudden was the text you received before class.

Of course this would happen to you fifteen minutes before a two hour lecture. The last thing you would want to see: a paragraph of half-assed excuses followed up by “i just don’t think im ready for a relationship”.

You wanted to scream, throw your phone against the concrete, cause a scene, but you didn’t. As the tears began to flow, you scrolled on your phone for your most trusted friend, pressing on the call button next to their name. 

Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Y/n? Don’t you have class soon? What’s going on?”

At this point, you were holding back sobs, voice coming out in a quiet whisper as you held the phone to your ear with a shaking hand.

“Suga… I have class in a few, but I- he-” you couldn’t bring yourself to say the words. What would you tell him after all? While you and Tendo had never put a label on it, it still felt like a break-up. 

“He? Y/n, are you okay?” There was a faint rustle on his end of the line, the sound of him putting his shoes on. “Can you take a few breaths for me? Take your time, I’m here when you’re ready to talk.” 

Doing as he said, you took a few snot-filled breaths before managing to get the tears to stop falling. While you did so, you found a spot outside the lecture hall, sitting beneath a tree and leaning your head against its trunk, letting your eyes close. 

“He ended it. Tendo… He texted me saying all this stuff of how he was sorry for pushing me away and that he wasn’t ready for a relationship.” You said in a firm voice. It was as if you were willing yourself to be strong for his sake, not wanting to worry him more than he was. 

There was a pause from Sugawara as he processed what you had just said. When he spoke, his tone was bitter, one you rarely heard.  

“That piece of shit. Over a text! He didn’t have the decency to call you or, hell, even set up a dinner or something!” He gave a sigh followed by a beat of silence. “I’m so sorry, Y/n… I know it is probably the dumbest question to ask, but are you okay?”

“Not really, but I have to be since I have class in,” you glanced at your watch, groaning, “six minutes. I don’t really want to go, I just want to go home, curl up in my blanket, and cry.”

While your heart was breaking over some boy you had known for a couple of months, Sugawara Koushi’s was breaking for you. Not only was he your closest friend since you transferred to the same university, he was also head-over-heels for you. When you mentioned to him the dates, he feigned happiness for your sake, supporting you through all of it. Now, hearing you in shambles on the other end of the phone made him want to run to you, pull you into an embrace, and give you the world.

Sadly, he couldn’t do what he wished. He knew your professor had a strict attendance policy, which meant that you would have to sit in class for two hours with a broken heart. Two hours for him to prepare as much of the world as he could. 

“I know this is one of the last things you want to hear right now, Y/n, but I know it will get better. If your professor didn’t have such a stick up his butt you would be able to skip without a problem.” As your friend spoke, the tears began to fall once more, your free hand coming up to swipe them away. 

“I know it won’t be for another two hours, but after your class, do you want to come over and we can have a movie night? We don’t have to talk about anything, just watch Tangled or Your Name.”

It took you a minute to find your voice once more, the ball of despair tight in your throat, leaving you to silently nod. Then you find your voice.

“I’d like that, Suga… I’d love it, in fact. I just… I don’t want to be alone tonight, but I also don’t want to bother you and I know-”

“You know you’re never a bother. Trust me, Y/n. After class, come over to my place. You can have my bed and I’ll take the couch.” His voice cut you off from finishing your thought, leaving your lips parted with an apology, a breath falling out in its place.

For the first time in the past nine minutes, you smiled. It wasn’t much, but Sugawara could hear it in your voice from the other side as you whispered, “Okay. Thank you, Suga. I love you, you know?” 

“I love you, too.” His own face was graced with a smile, though behind it he held all his emotions. How he wished to hear those words uttered in a non-platonic way. “Now get to class before you’re late! I’ll see you in a couple hours.”

While you were busy in class, both from note taking, group discussions, and trying your best to not break down any minute, Sugawara was busy in his own way. As soon as the phone call ended, he was out the door, making his way to the nearest convenience store, buying the essentials for healing a broken heart. Four pints of ice cream, a mix of his favorite flavors and yours, a couple bags of chips, some candy, and even a new stuffed teddy bear later, he was checking out, checking his phone constantly for the time, in case he had spent more time than he thought.

With his bags in hand, he made his way back to his apartment, getting everything set up for the movie night. While it wasn’t going to be a joyous occasion, he wanted it to have a happier atmosphere than what the topic of discussion would be. He placed the bags of chips and candy on the coffee table, the teddy bear placed between them; ice cream in the freezer for future consumption. Once the snacks were in place, he began to gather the softest blankets, grabbing your favorite along the way. 

Every time you would come over, no matter the temperature outside, he would find you curled up in it. One finals week while the two of you were cramming for an exam the next morning, he found you dozed off at the coffee table, the same fuzzy grey blanket wrapped around your shoulders. He even took a picture of you, asleep with your cheek in hand, other hand slack from writing notes that had since been abandoned. You still didn’t know about the picture to this day, but it was one he cherished. 

Time seemed to pass quickly as he finished getting everything together, not realizing the time until you knocked at his door. Answering it within seconds, he gave you a gentle smile, opening his arms for a hug he knew you desperately needed. That was all it took for the dam to break once more. As your arms wrapped around him, the tears fell in steady streams onto his t-shirt. 

His hands rubbed soothing circles on your back as he slowly shuffled backwards, pulling you two past the threshold, allowing him to close the door behind you. One hand rested on the back of your head, holding you close to his chest, the other in the middle of your back. The two of you stood there for what seemed like hours before you lifted your head, eyes red and puffy. Sugawara’s hand moved from the back of your head to hold your face, wiping away any remaining tears.

“Sorry for soaking your shirt.” you said with a small laugh, as you finally met his gaze. Warm, brown eyes full of nothing but comfort and safety met yours. There was a soft smile on his lips, while it was kind, it held a hint of sadness. 

“Don’t worry, I like my shirts soggy.” He said with a chuckle of his own. After making sure your face was dry of any tears, he nodded towards the living room. “Now come on, I have a little surprise for you!” 

After slipping your shoes off, you followed him into the living room, spotting the assortment of treats, along with the teddy bear. You swore you were done crying, but a few tears found their way out once more, but this time for a different reason. As you made your way to the coffee table, Sugawara disappeared to the kitchen, grabbing two pints of ice cream and spoons. When he reappeared, you were already curled up on the couch, blanket wrapped around your shoulders, bear in your lap, and a few tears rolling down your face.

“You really didn’t have to do all of this, Suga. A movie and talking would have been just fine,” you said as he sat down next to you handing off your chosen flavor and spoon. He scoffed at your remark, gesturing with his spoon.

“And just fine isn’t good enough! No one deserves to be broken up with through a text. Especially you, Y/n. Why, the next time I see him, he better watch his back.” He said, his glare pointed off to the side.

“There will be no fighting him, okay? Physical or verbally. What happened is… What happened. I can’t say I didn’t see it coming when I could have if I just looked.” You said, opening up the pint and taking a spoonful. With a small huff, he copied your motions, a beat of silence falling between the two of you. 

The lull in conversation lasted for a little while as neither knew what to say. You didn’t want to speak anymore on what had happened, but it was eating away at you. Sugawara could tell it was, so finally he spoke, clearing his throat before doing so.

“I’ll listen,” he said, his gaze meeting yours. The look you gave him was almost that of a puppy that had been scolded. Hurt. Sad. “When you’re ready, I’ll listen. You can tell me everything, okay?”

The two of you sat in silence for a minute more before he decided to put on a movie, filling the void. By the halfway point, the two of you had finished your pints, the cartons since abandoned on the coffee table. The other snacks are left untouched. Finally, you turn towards him and take a deep breath.

“I’m ready now.”

Those three words were all it took for him to pause the movie and shift to face you. For the next two hours, you spilled your emotions to him, both the highs and lows of the two month endeavor. At some point, he had pulled you into his arms and between his legs, his back against the arm of the couch with you on his chest. Your tears soaked his shirt once more as his hands ran up and down your back. Soon, you found yourself asleep in his embrace, exhausted from emotions.

Sugawara looked down at your finally peaceful face, cheeks stained from tears. Carefully, he placed a kiss on the crown of your head, closing his eyes as he silently prayed he would never see you like this again. 

After that night, you and Sugawara started to spend more time together. Not only for study nights, but weekly movie watch nights, daily lunch meet-ups, and impromptu ice cream runs. 

The three months leading up to finals left your old feelings to return, but somehow stronger. While you had gotten over Tendo rather quickly (and likewise with him. Not a week after your “break up” he was in a relationship with someone else) you didn’t want to admit your feelings for your best friend. At least that was the plan until a particularly late night study session that had you banging your head against a textbook that lay on the coffee table. 

“You know you can’t actually cram the information into your memory, right?” Sugawara said with a chuckle. You groaned in response, wadding up a piece of paper and throwing it at him. He batted it away swiftly, leaning on his elbows.

“I know that, but what I don’t know is how I’m expected to memorize all of these algorithms in order to pass!” You whined, giving up as you flopped onto your back, tugging the blanket that was around your shoulders closer. From his spot across the table, Sugawara continued to type away on his laptop, stifling a yawn. 

Laying there, you looked up at the ceiling, thinking back over the past few months. Your mind wandered back to that one terrible day and the lengths that Sugawara had gone through to make sure you were alright. It brought a smile to your face as you closed your eyes, giving a soft sigh. This caught the grey-haired boy’s attention, looking away from his work to see you with the dumbest grin on your face. He couldn’t help his own from pulling at his lips.

“What are you thinking about over there? Doesn’t seem like it’s math by the smile on your face.” 

“You.”

Caught off guard, he blinked a few times before responding. You, however, hadn’t realized what you had said just yet. While it wasn’t wrong, it was very bold.

“Me? What about me?” He asked, his curiosity overpowering his nerves for the time being.

“How you surprised me that one night. Ice cream, snacks, a teddy bear… Your smile, how much you always seem to make me laugh, you good of a hugger you are… How much I think I love you.” As you listed things off, you grew quieter and quieter, your voice a whisper by the end. 

Sugawara’s heart felt like it had just gotten done running sprints after losing a match back in high school. He felt his cheeks flush as he shifted to better look over the table at you. Never had you said you loved him outside of a friendly manner and here you were, on his living room floor confessing your love for him. 

“You think… You love me, Y/n?” The breath that he had been holding exhaled in a sigh afterwards, only to be replaced with another as he waited for you to respond. 

It was then that you realized what you had said. Immediately, you felt your cheeks flush as you sat up with wide eyes, abandoning the blanket on the floor. Looking like a deer in the headlights, you searched his face for a sign of anything. What you found were cheeks as red as your own, a hint of excitement behind his eyes, and a semi-confused look plastered on his face. You felt it was as good a time as any to get it off the table. Taking a deep breath, you nodded.

“I do, Suga. And I have since the first semester of sophomore year and I never told you because I didn’t think you felt the same way or that things would get a little awkward between the two of us. I tried to just push the feelings away or ignore them, hoping they would go away, but they didn’t and I was too dumb to say anything.”

In the silence that followed, you prepared yourself for the worst. However, the worst didn’t come. Instead, a small string of laughter fell from his lips as the corners of his eyes crinkled, a bright smile lighting up his face. 

“Then we are both dumb, Y/n! I did all of those things for you that night because not only are you my best friend, but I truly do love you. It hurt seeing you like that and I knew I couldn’t tell you how I felt because it wasn’t right.” 

Letting out a sigh of relief, you moved back to the coffee table, placing your elbows on it before laying your hands flat on the surface. Soon, his hands found yours, thumb brushing against the back of your hands. With a small laugh, you gave a small shrug.

With a breathy laugh, you responded, “Even so, why didn’t either of us say something sooner! Then we would have avoided all of that to begin with.” 

Sugawara just shook his head, giving your hands a tight squeeze. “True, but that was the past. Where we are now is where we were meant to be. Like I told you, it got better.”

“It did, and it was all because of you.” Turning your hands over in his, you gave them a gentle squeeze, to which he returned.

“I love you, Y/n”

“I love you, too, Suga.”

#sugawara x reader #sugawara x yn #sugawara x you #sugawara koushi x reader #sugawara koushi x yn #sugawara koushi x you #sugawara fanfic #sugawara koushi #haikyuu fanfic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x you #reader instert #haikyuu reader insert #justpeachii #justpeachii originals #its here you guys i cannot believe it #im gonna go drink some tea now and maybe work more on the daichi spy au

[justpeachii]

✧ Pairing: T. Akiteru x gn!reader

✧ Word Count: ~400

✧ Genre: fluff

✧ Summary: Even if he couldn’t bring himself to tell you that day, Tsukishima Akiteru knows he has all the time in the world.

✧ Author’s Note: Just something short that my brain said “yeah write this!!!” Also first day of classes for me so this was a nice little wind down for the night. (also the banner looks blurry but i cannot get it to be UNblurry... >:( )

Moments like these were when Tsukishima Akiteru thanked the heavens for your presence in his life.

The sky was grey with clouds, the threat of rain hanging over the city as the two of you spent the day in Tokyo. There was nothing planned, nothing to be done except spend the day together. When the sky finally cracked open and poured, the two of you found refuge in a small cafe. Neither of you came prepared, so waiting it out was the best option. 

As you two made light conversation, ordered coffee, and tossed jokes back and forth, he slowly began to realize just how much he loved you. However, he couldn’t say it out loud. He wasn’t brave enough.

As you poured a little too much creamer in your coffee, huffing slightly but still enjoying it, he found the words crawling up, only to get stuck when you looked up, catching his gaze. 

Akiteru hadn’t realized he was staring at you for so long until you smiled at him, your hand reaching to take his, your thumb sliding over his knuckles. He felt his ears grow warm and took a sip of his own drink, desperately willing the words to back down.

They clawed at his throat as you laughed. It was the most beautiful sound in the world. One of the many things he loved about you. He knew he didn’t want to go another day without hearing that laugh.

One day he would be brave enough to tell you.

Today wasn’t that day.

With you, Akiteru had all the time in the world.

Time seemed to slow down all at once as you appeared at the end of the aisle.

From across the room, his brown eyes found yours, his face lighting up with the brightest smile. Tears started to fall from his eyes as you stood before him, taking hold of one of his while the other cupped his cheek, thumbing away the tears that fell. Your soft laugh rang like a bell in his ears, pulling him back to the time he couldn’t bring himself to tell you how he felt. A time when he wasn’t brave enough.

Today was the day.

Gently taking your hand from his face, he placed a kiss on your knuckles, whispering those words that he had been so afraid to say before.

“I love you.”

taglist: @noya-sannnn

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fanfic #haikyuu ff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x you #self insert #tsukishima akiteru #tsukishima akiteru x reader #tsukishima akiteru x yn #tsukishima akiteru x you #akiteru x reader #akiteru x yn #akiteru x you #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x yn #tsukishima x you #justpeachii originals #guys i promise i read this over but also brain is kinda shut off for the night

[justpeachii]

▷ Pairing: Miya Atsumu x Reader

▷ Word Count: ~900

▷ Warnings: None! This is just cute and fun!!

▷ a/n: i mentioned this one night on anon to @sugawalmartwobble​ and since then, the idea has been stuck in my head. so! here is a cute fall date with Atsumu! this was a nice little break from working on the requests (which i am working on, i promise you). Also sorry to those tagged for the spam, i reposted this cause it wasnt showing up in tags some reason :/

Fall brought cooler temperatures, earlier sunsets, and even more fall date ideas that Miya Atsumu was more than delighted to take you on. One early morning in the middle of October, you sat passenger in his truck, one hand resting on the wheel while the other was on your thigh, placing a gentle squeeze every so often.

He had planned out the morning with you to be an eventful one-picking your own pumpkin for carving. The minute he told you of the activities, your eyes lit up and you both counted the days down until then.

As the two of you walked the rows of pumpkins, you looked for the perfect pumpkin. The breeze brought a slight chill, leaving you to walk a little closer to him. Even though you had dressed in jeans and a sweater, the wind held a bite. He simply laughed as he took your hand, placing a kiss to the top of your head.

When the two of you came up to a patch that was full of bright orange gourds, you let go of his hand, beginning your search. He found a small, round one that had a slightly flattened side and held it up for you to see.

“Y/n! What about this one? It’s cute and small, but the side is a little flat.” He mused as you approached, taking the pumpkin from him to appraise it.

With a small hum, you handed it back. “It would be a good one to decorate with, but not to carve, ‘Tsumu!”

“Are you sure? This could be good to carve too! Why are you being so particular about it?”

“Because I want the perfect one. Something that is easy to carve on, has a nice orange to it, and is maybe… This big.” You gestured vaguely the size you were looking for, brows furrowed as you did so before looking to Atsumu.

He simply nodded with a smile. Even while being so particular about what pumpkin you would inevitably gut and turn into a work of art. Still, he was absolutely head over heels for you. Returning the pumpkin to the ground once more, he stood back and watched as you navigated your way across the field, moving a few feet away from him.

He began to get lost in thought, musing about the rest of the night, from carving the pumpkin to cuddling and watching scary movies on his couch-his thoughts were full of you.

When he heard you gasp, he shook his head, bringing himself back to the real world, his eyebrows rising in concern as he looked you over. “What’s wrong? You okay?”

“It’s… It’s so perfect! And pretty. Look, ‘Tusmu!” You squealed, holding the vibrant gourd up. He let out a small chuckle, a dopey grin spreading across his face as he made his way to you.

Placing a kiss on your forehead, he pulled you closer to him, hand resting on your waist. “Well, it may be pretty, but it isn’t as gourd-ous as you.”

Furrowing your brows, you looked up to him, confusion written on your face. “But… It is a gourd. Do you not see how pretty it is!” Even when he was trying to be smooth, it seemed to backfire, the pick-up line going right over your head.

“No, Y/n, you… God I love you so much, but I was trying to be smooth!” There was a hint of pink to his cheeks that was not from the cold, but from embarrassment. Once again, his joke has fallen flat. “I was trying to tell you that even though that gourd is pretty, you’re gorgeous.”

He watched as your eyes widened slightly, lips curling in a smile as you let out a laugh, hiding your face in his shoulder. “You-oh my god I’m so dumb! That was also a terrible pun, so maybe that’s why it went over my head.”

With a snort, he placed another kiss to the top of your head. “All my puns are not terrible; I like to think they are actually very good! Omi-kun thinks so too!” To that, you laughed, looking up at him with warm cheeks. “Keep telling yourself that. Just because he grumbles every time you tell one does not mean they are good. That usually means they are bad.”

“But that means it’s good! When a pun is so good someone groans? That is the highest form of flattery.”

You just laughed as you turned to place a kiss on his lips before holding up the pumpkin, to which he took from you, claiming you needed to find another for him to carve. For the next thirty minutes, you searched, finding one that was identical to the one you had picked for yourself. Little did you know, he had snapped a couple of photos of you, lost in your own game of finding pumpkins.

The rest of the day was spent how he thought- curled up on the couch watching movies (you had begged him to not watch scary movies), leaving you to fall asleep partway through one, him holding you as you both napped on the couch.

By the time the sun was sinking below the horizon, the two of you sat at his table, covered in cut up trash bags and newspapers, carving the pumpkins the two of you had found. When they were sat outside, they were sat on either side of the door, the first pumpkin he had picked placed by his carved one. All three a physical reminder to the first of many fall dates the two of you would experience.

✧ taglist  ✧  

@noya-sannnn​

#repost #atsumu miya #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu miya x you #atsumu miya x yn #miya atsumu #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x you #miya atsumu x yn #miya atsumu headcanons #miya atsumu fic #miya atsumu fluff #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #atsumu x yn #justpeachii originals