#kenma kozume xreader

[glowstick-cafe]

♡Give me a sign♡

Kenma x mute!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: No pronouns are used, reader is black

Summary: You're a new student entering Nekoma High, and a certain blonde haired boy has taken a liking to you.

A/n: DW DADDY'S HOME YALL 😩

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Kenma was walking to school with his friend, Kuroo Tetsuro, and then we saw them. Zooming past him on a skateboard was someone he hadn't seen before, at first he was annoyed due to him being a little startled by the sudden speed but decided it was worth it.

Kenma sat in class doodling on his desk listening to the chit chat of his classmates, until the teacher called for the attention of the class.

That's when you walked in.

Your hair was a mess and your uniform was somehow worse, it looked as if you had just gotten into a fight and a small band-aid was stickered to your cheek. You shot the class a polite smile and a bow.

"Class, this is (Y/n), they cannot speak. So please treat them kindly.

"(Y/n), please take a seat next to Kenma Kozume." The teacher asked, the blonde raised his hand so you could find your seat easier. Whispers began to circle around the class as soon as you took your seat, during the class Kenma couldn't help but take the moment to get a look at you, you were focused on jotting down notes in your book, and the boy noticed the small bite marks on your pencil. Though you weren't looking at the boy you chuckled to yourself knowing that you were being gawked at, making him quickly look away embarrassed.

When classes were over Kenma looked at you, you quickly bolted out of the room before anyone could catch you. As soon as you walked out he could hear the class airing out their thoughts on you, the blonde didn't bother listening.

Coming lunch, Kenma sat with Kuroo and his other teammates. He was zoned out, until Yaku mentioned bumping into a student with a skateboard, "Oh, Kenma, isn't that the new kid in your class." Yaku asked, Kenma jumped at the sudden attention. "I guess so-" "Oh that new kid!" Lev said loudly, and as cruel fate would have it the new student was standing right next to their table, they flinched in surprise as it didn't take a genius for them to realize the table was talking about them. The beat of silence was broken when Lev spoke, "Do you think they heard me?" Everyone sighed at Lev in disappointment, "They're mute, Lev, not deaf." Kenma said, looking annoyed at the boy. In that moment you unfroze from your spot and let out a lighthearted chuckle that Kenma swore he saw angel wings form around you when he first heard it, you shyly waved at him and kept walking. That was when he realized that there was a very distinct barrier between the two of you.

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After a few months, you slowly settled into your environment, everyone usually preferred you to write in your book as a form of communication, though you didn’t mind writing, it felt a bit lonely. “Hey (Y/n), wanna eat lunch with us?” One of your classmates asked. You politely declined, you always did, you often sat in the auditorium where the volleyball team usually played; since no one came here during lunch you got to be alone with your food and thoughts for entertainment.

You sighed with relief as you sat near the door of the auditorium and rested your skateboardnext to you, shortly after, the door to the room loudly swung open. Being startled by that noise, you made a squeaking noise that alerted the boys of your presence. “Ah Kenma, isn’t that kid from your class?” He asked. You would be annoyed that the bed headed upperclassmen didn’t really even recognize you, but you were more focused on the boy in your class.

Kenma hummed and his friend went into the auditoriums’ supply closet muttering something about losing his water bottles, momentarily leaving you and the faux blonde. He awkwardly stood in front of you, then opted to sit next to you while waiting for his friend.

You watched as he pulled out a switch from god knows where, you were vaguely interested in the cartoonish sound coming from it, but you didn’t want to make him feel any more uncomfortable than he already was.

Kenma noticed (Y/n)’s intent staring, he would laugh at their sudden interest but that would probably make them feel embarrassed. The blonde placed the switch in his lap and signed to them.

‘Are you interested?’

It took a moment for (Y/n) to realize that Kenma had signed to them, when his words fully registered their eyes lit up with glee.

‘I didn’t know that you understood sign language!’

‘I….recently started learning-’ Kenma’ face began to heat up as he tried to finish his word, ‘so I could talk with you.’

You paused, you weren’t expecting his reason for learning to be you, but it warmed your heart. A smile making its way to your face.

Before you could sign back, his friend interrupted. “Kenma, I found my bottle, let’s go!” He called, the black haired boy sent you a wave and exited the auditorium. Kenma looked back to you and smiled.

‘Talk to you later.’

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Tbh I had a Hawks fic planned for Valentines day, but since I missed it I'm gonna turn into angst. 😬

#haikyuu xreader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu fluff #kenma fluff #kenma x reader #kenma x you #kenma x gender neutral reader #reader is black #blk reader #kenma x black!reader #kenma kozume x black!reader

[andromedacelestia]

𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝖾.

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𝙺.𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚊: "𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝?"

𝚂.(𝚈/𝚗): " 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕"

This is my wattapad story give it a try if you stan kenma!

#haikyuu kenma hinata anime xreader kageyama oikawa atsumu osamu suna ushijima tuskishima genshin honkaistarail #kenma x reader #kozume kenma x reader #haikyuu #kunikuzushi x reader #anime #fanfic #ushijima wakatoshi #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyuo #akaashi keiji #bokuto koutarou #tsukishima kei #miya atsumu #osamu miya #suna rintarou

[undobutton]

KENMA LEARNING TO RETWIST YOUR LOCS SO HE CAN SPEND MORE TIME WITH YOU

i can and will do a backflip. no i cant

like he'd learn and ask to practice on you.. THEN HE GETS REALLY GOOD AT IT.

mmmmm watching tv with him while he does it too. it keeps his hands busy and he always learns a little more about you during all three to four hours it takes.

you make dinner as a thank you and he loves it since he loves your cooking. (and you💖)

i love him.

-button🌺

#i feel like im polluting his xreader tag... #but i cannot help it #i love him #i want this so bad #kenma x you #kenma kozume x reader #kenma kozume x y/n #kenma x y/n #kenma x reader #kenma headcanons #hq kenma #kenma scenario #haikyuu x black reader #hq x black reader #black!reader #haikyuu x black!reader #black reader #button rambles🌺

[plentifulrobin]

Masterlist + Request Details

This Masterlist is to be updated when I finally publish my writes into the world. This masterlist will contain the current characters I will write for as well as what I am comfortable writing (plus my strengths and weaknesses in writing).

Masterlist Haikyuu Hinata Shoyo - Something Super Sweet - Nothing Yet Kageyama Tobio - Nothing Yet Kenma Kozume - Nothing Yet Nishinoya Yu - Nothing Yet Sugawara Kochi - Nothing Yet Morisuke Yaku - Nothing Yet Oikawa Toru - Nothing Yet Kunimi Akira - Nothing Yet MORE TO BE ADDED... Black Butler Sebastian Michealis - Nothing Yet MORE TO BE ADDED... BNHA Bakugo Katsuki - Nothing Yet Midoriya Izuku - Nothing Yet Uraraka Ochaco - Nothing Yet Iida Tenya - Nothing Yet Kaminari Denki - Nothing Yet Monoma Neito - Nothing Yet Aizawa Shota - Nothing Yet MORE TO BE ADDED... IN GENERAL, MORE TO BE ADDED...

REQUEST DETAILS To request, all you have to do is, submit an ask or message me directly. I'll respond as quick as possible, might ask for some details. It may take a few days to a few weeks for me to get your request done (I'm a fulltime college student + I work) so please be patient with me. Here's what I will and won't do. To clarify on Smut (full out), I won't do full out sex or the touching of ones private parts (masturbation ect). However, I'm alright with doing makeout sessions and other things like that. All of the "I won't do" are non-negotiable, meaning I will not negotiate under any circumstance as these are things I am uncomfortable or extremely inexperienced writing and will not under any circumstance write. I will do - Slice Of Life - Fluff - Angst - Tropes (if asked) - All gendered readers - Character x Character - Character x Reader - Sexual Tension - Sub-Dom Dynamics - Vanilla - Love Triangles I won't do - Smut (Full out) - Age gaps - Polyamorous - Mary-Sue readers

I used to write fanfiction and my own stories a lot. I tend to not proof read to if I make any grammatical or spelling errors just know I more than likely didn't check to see if they were there. I will always give backstory on previous relations with characters/bits of backstory if it's an xreader. I struggle a bit with Love Triangles and Other tropes, so keep that in mind. Thank you.

#fanfic #oneshots #x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #bnha #bnha x reader #black butler

[gyokoken]

✩ˎˊ˗ REQUESTS ;

✩ request status: open ! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

✩ ‧₊˚ rules for requesting

⭑ i reserve the right to deny requests, pls don't be rude or spam me about it.

⭑ while i do like writing for requests, pls understand that it can take me awhile to fill them out, i get distracted easily and it just takes me awhile idk.

⭑ for nsfw work, the reader will always be an adult, the same with any character i write.

⭑ i may age up some characters in my writings! if you're uncomfortable with this, just leave me alone pls.

⭑ i write for fem/afab readers, with the occasional gn! reader if specifically requested.

⭑ i'm also open to writing for characterxcharacter. not all of my work will be xreader!

⭑ things i wont write for: eating disorders, beastiality, scat, piss, vore, vomit, FEET, dub/non con, and possibly more things that i might add later.

✩ ‧₊˚ who i write for:

jjk. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro + etc.

haikyuu. tsukishima kei, kozume kenma, oikawa tooru + etc.

aot. mikasa ackerman, eren yager, armin arlet + etc.

hp. harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin + etc.

pjo. percy jackson, annabeth chase + etc.

tsitp. conrad fisher ONLY hehehe

✩ there's a lot of other fandoms + characters that i didn't add, but i would be open to writing for if requested !!

#gyokoken

[avis-writeshq]

Pretty Setters and things they remind me of

characters: oikawa, sugawara, akaashi, kenma, kageyama, atsumu

warnings: fluff [fem!reader]

other: repost (again) because tags didn’t work (again)

oikawa: staying up until four to finish assignments, star gazing, snow angels, face masks at twelve in the morning

 although oikawa might look like a flawless piece of art on the outside, on the inside he’s insecure and doing more than one hundred percent just to show that he is good enough. no, not just good enough. he wants to show that he’s better than all the people who stood over him. staying up late to watch volleyball videos and tactics is just one of his unhealthy habits. however, he does make time for himself, even thought that makes him look like a narcissistic person on the outside.

 he’s perfectly imperfect, just like snow angels. for some reason, they never turn out the way you want them to be. star gazing to oikawa is peaceful – he can finally forget the world and get lost in the billions of stars that light up the night sky. but he knows, that no matter what happens, you’ll always be his brightest star.

sugawara: forgotten algebra homework, coffee at nine in the evening, summer breezes, melted ice-cream

despite looking well put together, sugawara is a chaotic mess who has no idea what he’s doing. he put so much time in volleyball and other activities he sometimes forgets about his academics, hence the forgotten algebra homework at the bottom of his bag. he spends the rest of the evening trying to finish three chapters of overdue class work, drinking coffee late at night in a desperate attempt to get everything done.

 summer breezes are gentle, just like him. he’s caring and loving to the people he cares about, and he sacrifices so much for the sake of other people. summer breezes are cool in contrast to the glaring sun. they give comfort when needed and it’s always appreciated. melted ice-cream is for his messy but beautiful personality. despite all that, you just so happen to be his calm when he brings his own storm.

akaashi: rustic libraries, nature cafés, yelling your problems over a canyon, chicken noodle soup

 he’s naturally studious and hardworking, always doing his best to succeed despite the amount of pressure that is placed on his shoulders. he always remembers important dates and the little things in life – your favourite book, your favourite cake flavour, your favourite song. small insignificant little details that seem to be unnecessary but turn out to be the most important. nature cafés have a certain aspect to them that calms people down. it allows people to have a clear mind and a calm outlook towards their situations.

 no matter how calm and stoic he looks, akaashi tends to overthink with an anxious heart. he blames himself when things go wrong – a people pleaser who doesn’t even know it. however, he knows that keeping things to himself is unhealthy. so instead he yells it over a canyon, wide and vast as his problems get lost in the echoes. chicken noodle soup is a classic pick-me-up. it brings warmth and love into your body, healing you of illnesses. that’s what you are to akaashi. you are his warmth and his love.

kenma: late night video calls, cat beanies, two am road trips, chai lattes in the snow

 he calls you all the time to check on  you after graduating high school. university is hard, so it’s not easy to see each other in person, so video calls are the next best thing. you rant to each other about the loud dorm mates and the bad cafeteria food. you gifted kenma a cat beanie before graduation and he’s worn it ever since. it was like a way to have you with him when he was two hours away from you.

 of course he would go on road trips. the only reason he would ever go was for a stream, but nevertheless, it was a fun experience. chai lattes were one of kenma’s favourite drinks. You accidentally got the wrong order and gave him a chai, and he’s loved it ever since. he drinks it whenever it’s cold outside, mainly because it gives him a sense of warmth. it was a similar feeling to when he was with you. but you could give him that warmth with just a small smile.

kageyama: walks in the park, dark chocolate mochas, promise rings, ballroom dancing

 no matter the weather, kageyama loved walking in the park with you, hand in hand. in the middle of winter, he would tuck your hand into his jumper pocket to keep it warm. dark chocolate mochas just so happen to be one of his favourite drinks – it isn’t too sweet and it can keep people warm in the best way.

 kageyama gave you a promise ring in your last year of high school after noticing how your gaze would shift to the jewellery store ever so often. sugawara gave him the idea for the promise ring after hearing his first idea to ‘propose’. clueless as he was, tobio knew what a promise ring was, he just never really thought about it. ballroom dancing has a certain elegance to it, so when he first tried it out with you, he kept stepping on your toes. you always laughed it off with him, giving him a small sense of peace and he always admired you for it. peace… something that he needed and something you always gave to him.

atsumu: sunflowers in the spring, throwing small rocks at your window, oversized t-shirts, matching outfits

 your first date with atsumu just so happened to be in a sunflower field, the bright flowers bringing smiles to your faces. throwing small rocks at your window was what he did when he found out you were having nightmares. he caught you as soon as you climbed down your window and he took you to the nearest convenience store to get ice-cream while you ranted about what happened in your nightmares.

 the oversized t-shirts brought comfort to you whenever atsumu was away for a long training session. he would give you one of his jerseys or shirts, so of course with his six feet form they would all be hanging over you like a dress. however, despite that, atsumu loves it when you wear his clothes because he finds it adorable. that included cute couple outfits he would find on tiktok and pinterest. it gives him the idea that, yes, that’s my girlfriend and i love her.

#oikawa x reader #akaashi x reader #haikyuu!! #sugawara x reader #kenma x reader #kageyama x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu drabble #oikawa tooru x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #sugawara koshi x reader #kenma kozume xreader #kageyama tobio x reader #atsumu miya x reader #haikyuu smut #oikawa smut #akaashi smut

[seeuonadarknite]

smile for me — yandere kozume kenma x f. reader

warnings: slight angst, abuse, threatening, noncon, hickeys, oral, creampie, kidnapping

Kenma was always quite the outcast. He had a difficult time fitting in with the rest of his classmates, and preferred just being a face out in the crowd. In fact, the only real friend he maintained throughout junior high and high school was his upperclassman, Kuroo.

But their time together was cut short as Kuroo had to move on and graduate with the rest of his fellow third years. Once he left his life for good, Kenma's world turned black and white. Every bland day felt the exact same.

Wake up, attend class, go to practice, go home, sleep, and repeat. There wasn't any real reason for him to continue playing, seeing as his original reason for joining was to be there for his best friend. He was an adult now, having better things to do with his time.

Compared to his performance last year, he was mediocre at best. It was sad for his teammates to see him like this, but they couldn't blame him. He had no outside motivation and no reason to give it his all. At this rate, it'd probably be in his best interest to just give up and quit volleyball.

But his pessimism came to an abrupt end as soon as the doors to the gymnasium opened up on that rainy day during practice. Looking up from the dirty gym flooring, his eyes landed on your graceful figure. Not only were you a sight for sore eyes, but you brought colors back into his world once again.

“Everyone! This is [y/n]. She's going to be your manager for the year.” The coach introduced you to the rest of the team with a large grin covering his features. You gazed at each and every player on the court, briefly studying their features.

“Hi! I'm excited to be here with you guys and although I'm inexperienced in volleyball, I'll try my best to help you guys out in any way that I can!” There it was again. That damned smile you always seemed to wear. 

Your beaming smile lit up the dark cave Kenma had been hiding himself in. And he wanted it all to himself. However, it was as clear as day that Kenma wasn't the only one on his team looking forward to seeing you more.

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His obsession started off innocent. Kenma was just a dependent person, and without Kuroo, he needed somebody else to rely on. At least that was what you told yourself.

At first he would just walk you to your homeroom class. It was on the way to his, so where was the harm in it?

But it gradually became overbearing. Not only would he walk you to homeroom and practice after school, but he soon began walking you home from school in order to “protect you from creeps.”

He followed you around like a lost puppy. An insecure, lost puppy. If you ever tried gently approaching the subject by telling him that you're alright on your own, he'd simply stare at you with glossy eyes and frown.

It somehow felt worse than him getting angry at you. You just felt pure guilt, and would end up apologizing for bringing it up.

Kenma knew what he was doing. With the advantage of his lack of friends, he could cling to you like a magnet without any questions asked.

From an outsider's perspective, it looked as if you had him wrapped around your little finger. But it was really Kenma who had the upper hand. It didn't take him long to analyze your overall personality and learn how to evoke certain emotions from you.

He was strategic, calm and collected. He knew he wasn't the kinda guy you'd go after, so he'd have to take extra measures in making you reliant on him. In a few months time, you'd be begging him to walk you to class and you'd be afraid of being without him.

It was perfect. As long as he played his cards right, everything would go to plan.

“[y/n]! I know this is sudden, but I've really enjoyed spending time with you during practice and I'd love to maybe.. take you out sometime?” Or not.

Kenma was on his way towards the front of the school where he'd normally meet you to walk home with you. He had planned on asking you if you'd like to hang out at the nearby arcade after school. However, he was beat to it. Right before his eyes was the sight of Lev asking you out on a date.

The situation at hand didn't dawn upon him until his vision was filled with the sight of you pressing a gentle kiss onto the lanky Russian's cheek. Sure, he was peeved at his teammate for asking out his crush. But your positive response was what had caused the crushing sensation in his heart. He thought he was going to be ill.

You stabbed him right in the back. That was supposed to be him. Was he not good enough for you? He crossed over so many bridges in order to earn your attention, yet it still wasn't enough. You'd never choose a guy like him.

He'd have to make you.

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It had been a few days since you last interacted with Kenma. It was weird; you were used to him following you around wherever you went with his focused gaze constantly diverted towards his game. Sure, having him by your side 99% of the time was mildly inconvenient for you, but it was something you had grown used to.

It was nice having somebody that seemed to care about your feelings so deeply. While your bubbly attitude helped you in terms of popularity, it didn't quite fill the void. Not even the boy you had recently began seeing really seemed to deeply understand your emotions like Kenma did.

As much as you hated to admit it, you needed Kenma just as much as he needed you. That was why you were more than willing to walk him home for the first time in days after being asked.

Whilst you didn't understand why he took a break from walking around with you like this in the first place, you were glad to know that he was doing alright. You really did worry about his wellbeing during your time apart. Perhaps you had grown a soft spot for the introvert.

“Do you.. wanna come in?” Kenma kept his gaze on the sidewalk as he offered you to come over. As much as you wanted to agree and try and rekindle your friendship over pop drinks, you unfortunately already had plans for that evening. Lev promised he'd take you to see fireworks at a festival in town.

But you couldn't just flat out reject him. There was something wrong with him and you wanted to resolve things before goofing off with his teammate. Flashing him a small smile, you nodded your head and followed him into his vacant house.

As soon as the two of you slipped your shoes off, he led you into his living room and plopped himself down onto the couch. You could tell that he was nervous by the way that he was timidly fiddling his fingers and avoiding your eyes.

“I can stay for a few minutes. Lev promised he'd take me to see the fireworks in town, but I want to know what's been going on with you before I leave. I care about you, Kenma.” Were you joking? Kenma was about ready to be emotionally vulnerable with you and you decided to bring him up?

It seemed as if your words flipped a metaphorical switch in Kenma's brain. His immediate change in expression gave you chills. “No.”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you stood up from your spot on the couch and narrowed your eyes at the pudding head. “I'm sorry?” Your intuition was right. Something was wrong with him.

Following you in suit, Kenma stood up from his spot on the couch and began making slow strides towards you. For each step that he'd take towards you, you'd take a step back. By the time you had taken around five steps back, you ended up with your back pressed up against the living room wall. How cliche.

“Kenma, what's gotten into you? Are you okay?” Even during a time like this, you were still seemingly worried over the male's wellbeing. It was almost laughable.

Instead of lashing out, Kenma gazed at you with dulled eyes. Taking a few steps backwards, he took in a deep breath and prepared himself for his next plan of action. “Just.. follow me. I need to show you something.” Only you could understand Kenma when he murmured like this.

Something about the whole situation was off. The apathetic look in his eyes was unsettling to say the least, seeing as his eyes were clouded with frustration just a minute ago. But you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt.

So you took him up on his offer and allowed him to take the lead. He ended up bringing you upstairs into his room. Upon first glance, there was nothing that stood out. His bedroom was exactly how you expected it; organized and cleanly, yet not quite bland. The figurines and posters he had set up complimented the room nicely.

But it didn't make sense to you. Why was he so insistent on having you follow him up here? You easily could've continued your conversation inside of the living room, so what gave?

Click. Glancing over at the pudding head, you watched as he swiftly locked the door, rendering it difficult to exit and impossible to enter. Before you could question his actions, Kenma shakily pulled out a pocket knife from his pant’s pocket, slowly inching towards you with the weapon. “Get on the bed..” He almost seemed unsure of his actions.

But his reluctance quickly turned into assertiveness when you wouldn't oblige. “Now.” His arm stopped shaking. One step closer and the blade would be poking at your throat.

You reluctantly climbed onto the queen bed placed up against the wall. There was a window! Perhaps you could— “Don't even think about it.” His tone was dripping with uncharacteristic dominance as he spoke.

Climbing up onto the bed, he lightly nudged your shoulder, quietly ordering you to lay down. Of course you were going to listen, the guy had a weapon in his hand. As much as you wanted to question his actions, your body was in a complete state of shock. What happened to the innocent, introverted boy you once knew?

Noticing your shocked expression, Kenma sighed, crawling up in between your legs. “[y/n], you're all that I care about. I just want you to love me back.” His face heated up as he inched his head towards yours, leaning in to press a chaste kiss on your lips.

However, your reaction wasn't as positive as he wanted it to be. As soon as his plump lips pressed against yours, you immediately drew your head back, forgetting about the weapon in his hold. “Kenma! What has gotten into you? You know that I'm seeing Lev!” You couldn't be gentle with him anymore. There was a line you sure as hell weren't willing to cross with him.

Upon hearing the Russian's name, Kenma clenched his teeth, wearing an expression with pure lividness written all over it. Even after mustering up the courage to confess his feelings and to even kiss you, you still weren't content with him. There would always be somebody better and he'd always have to go through desperate measures just to earn your attention.

But as he gazed down at your petrified expression, he came to a realization. He didn't have to fight for your attention and idly stand by as you gave it to other people. He had the upper hand. He was in control here.

There wasn't a single damned person on this planet that could stop him from taking you away and ravaging your innocence. You belonged to him now. He was the only person you'd get to look at from now on and there was nothing you could do about it.

“You know.. I don't know why I thought you had a thing for me. I guess I was just being really, really stupid.” He gazed at you with a vacant expression. You almost felt bad for him. Almost. But your guilt was gone as quickly as it came once his fingers began peeling your shirt off. “But it doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter at all.”

Dropping your shirt onto the hardwood flooring of the room, Kenma gazed at your bare skin with pink tinting his cheeks. Your skin was like a blank canvas, and Kenma was ready to paint a masterpiece.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood up at the feeling of his plump lips peppering gentle kisses across your collarbone. Sooner rather than later, he made his way up towards yours your nape and his soft kisses turned into nibbling. “Kenma. Please..” Your voice was strained as you begged him to stop.

But your pleas only egged him on as he began running his tongue over your neck, giving you a ticklish sensation from his wet appendage. He eventually attached his lips onto a certain spot on the side of your neck before sucking on the sensitive skin like a leech. It was your first real hickey and it ached. It felt like your skin was being sucked by a tiny vacuum.

The worst part about it all was that he ended up leaving a giant trail of hickeys from your neck to your chest. Your entire upper body was scattered with vibrant love bites.

Wiping his swollen lips off with the back of his hand, Kenma sat up and admired his work. Just the sight in itself caused metaphorical hearts to form in his eyes.

But it wasn't enough. The need to feel your soft skin against his own overruled Kenma's insecurities, as he reluctantly pulled his t-shirt over his head. Before he could begin dreading the thought of you laughing at his scrawny figure, he leaned down and stared at the bra that blockaded him from your breasts. That wouldn't do.

It was difficult to say the least for Kenma to try and figure out how to remove your bra, especially with you thrashing and squirming beneath him. Not being able to figure out something as simple as a bra clip was frustrating enough; you deliberately making it difficult just pushed him over the edge.

“Stop squirming or I'll cut you.” His small voice was stern as he scolded you for moving. You wanted to believe that his threat was empty, but his exasperated expression told you a different story.

After what felt like trying solve a jigsaw puzzle, he finally freed you from the death trap of your bra, eagerly throwing it off to the side. It didn't take long for him to place a hand on each of your breasts, kneading at your skin like cat.

Kenma felt like he was on a power trip as he fondled your breasts and squeezed your hardened nipples between his fingers. The way you sat idly whilst he leaned his head downwards and began swirling his tongue around each bud was absolutely exhilarating. You knew there was nothing you'd be able to do to defend yourself without hurting Kenma, and you weren't willing to make that sacrifice.

The fact that you still seemed to care more about his wellbeing than your own caused his heart to skip a beat. He really did have you wrapped around his finger.

As he sucked on your soft mounds, he trailed his hands down to the waistband of your shorts, tugging at the fabric. He soon diverted his attention towards your bottoms as he eagerly slid them down to your ankles, leaving you in nothing but the thin material of your panties.

Of course, it didn't take him long to grab onto the sides of your panties and pull them off as well. He had waited far too long for this moment and he wasn't going to waste a second of it.

Upon first glance, Kenma was mesmerized. He couldn't help but bask in your naked glory. The sight in itself was so entrancing that his body began moving on his own as leaned down on his stomach, bringing his face so close to your sensitive parts that you could feel his hot breath fanning your skin.

“Kenma.. Please don't do this.” It wouldn't hurt to try and stop him one last time, right? Even if you weren't officially a thing with Lev, it still felt wrong having another man's hands exploring your body like a sacred temple.

Unfortunately for you, Kenma was trapped in a lustful trance, leaving your pleas unheard. Without further notice, Kenma flicked his tongue against your clit, stimulating the bundle of nerves. As he parted his lips to suck on the sensitive nub, you couldn’t help but unintentionally wrap your legs around his head, practically grinding yourself onto his face.

The sight of you almost bucking your hips into his face gave him a sudden burst of confidence. He plunged two fingers into your greedy hole, feeling his cock twitch at the feeling of your muscles tightening around his thin digits. God, the look on his face screamed shamelessness.

Your back arched as he pumped his fingers in and out of your drenched cunt, feeling a tight knot begin to form in your abdomen. Thinking rationally was out of the question; all you wanted was for him to finish you off and give you that sweet release.

Fortunately for you, his tongue seemed to swirl at just the right pace and his fingers seemed to curl at just the right angle as they rubbed up against your g-spot. It wasn’t long until your hips suddenly bucked upwards whilst you reached your end, feeling your walls clench around his digits and your juices coat his hand.

Although Kenma’s expression was as nonchalant as ever, you could just tell he felt triumphant by the glint in his eye. The look in his eye was akin to the way he’d look after defeating the final boss in a video game.

Dread sat deep in your stomach as you finally came to your senses, allowing your surroundings to truly dawn upon you. Realization struck you like a bolt lightning as your captor pulled his last articles of clothing off, allowing his erect cock to spring out.

The fact that he was a hell of a lot more hung than you pictured for a scrawny guy like him just added insult to injury. This could not be happening. “Stop looking at me like that.” How on earth he still managed to act timid was a mystery to you. This was all on his own accord. And only on his.

But his lustful desires overruled any possible guilt he could feel. If he was being real with himself, there wasn’t a guilty bone in his body. He needed to claim your body as his.

Prodding the tip of his throbbing cock at your entrance, Kenma gradually slipped himself inside of your needy cunt. His movements were painfully slow. The way he slowly pushed his length into your hole really allowed your insides to memorize the shape and form of his cock.

By the time that he had fully inserted himself inside of you, your back was arched and you were moaning like a pornstar. Before doing any movement, Kenma leaned downwards, catching your lips in a needy, desperate kiss. And although the kiss went unreturned, Kenma felt a surge of euphoria take over his senses.

Without further notice, the pudding reared his hips back, only to slam back into you, earning nothing but a choked moan from you in return. Kenma’s timid movements were nowhere to be seen. He thrusted into you at an unbearable pace.

If you weren’t so overridden with forbidden pleasure, you’d be shocked over how rough he was in bed. Was this really the same guy that didn’t have the guts to talk to you without looking up from his game? Where did this sudden burst of confidence come from?

Your internal questions went unanswered as Kenma used your hips to steady himself as he pumped his throbbing cock in and out of your cunt. You’d be shocked if the death grip he had on your curves didn’t end up leaving bruises.

After awkwardly trying to find a better angle, Kenma ended up hoisting your legs over his shoulders as he thrusted even deeper inside of you than before. Tears stung at the corners of your eyes as the tip of his cock pressed up against your cervix with each rapid thrust.

Trailing his hand down south, Kenma placed his fingers onto your nub and began rubbing circles into the sensitive bundle of nerves. It was all too much. You hated how much pleasure this man was giving you. But you couldn’t help your muscles from twitching as you suddenly arched your back, releasing your flow of juices onto Kenma’s cock.

The way your cunt hugged his cock had his eyes rolling backwards. It didn’t take him long to hold onto your hips with a vice like grip as he shot his load into your cunt, perfectly filling your womb with his thick, sticky fluids. By the time that he pulled his cock out of your aching hole, fluids were dripping down both of your legs, staining his bed sheets with cum.

As the both of you struggled to catch your breaths, the sound of popping rang throughout your ears. After pathetically scooting your trembling legs over to Kenma’s window, your heart shattered at the sight before you.

Fireworks were going off in the distance— the fireworks you promised you’d see with Lev. Wrapping his arms around your bare figure from behind, Kenma placed a chaste kiss below your ear before whispering bittersweet words.

“This is how things are meant to be. Come on, smile for me..”

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[a-wildemusing]

Reconnect || Kenma Kozume

Word Count: 1239~

Genre: a little bit of angst, a little bit of fluff. a little bit of kenma x reader, a little bit of kenma x platonic!reader. ~

Warnings: legit one cuss word. and also the mention of a friend passing. but that's mostly it. also any mistakes.

Summary: Kenma and y/n hang out for the first time in two years after they drifted apart. Will this help reconnect the two or will this push them farther apart?

a/n: Hello! I have wrote the second part to this already! All I'm waiting for is enough likes and if anyone even wants to read the second part. But anyways! Thank you for reading! 

Pt. two here. 

Kenma and you sat in the window-fogged car, laughing hard. You had your hand on your stomach; it was starting to hurt slightly from the laughing. Kenma laughed hard as well-- he tired hiding his face in his hands. There were bags of snacks and drinks scattered in the backseat left open or emptied. You both were in your car, parked at an emptied parking lot near a 24-hour convenience store.

Although you and Kenma never expected to be in each other's company, you were. And to be honest, the start of the night was not as smooth as it is now. You knew Kenma all your life, but things have changed for both of you.

As you and Kenma both slowly halted your laughter--there was this silence.

This was neither uncomfortable nor a familiar silence. It was a bittersweet mix of uncertainty and melancholy.

"I'm so glad we got to hang out today," Kenma said as he steadied his breathing--breaking the silence.

On Kenma's face, there was a small smile, but his eyes were showing something else. As he turned to face you, your eyes met --you quickly looked away, and blushed slightly. Hoping he didn't see you staring or as your face turned red. Your phone pangs, grabbing it, you check the notification and for the time.

"Oh. Shit! it's 2:26am. I should get you home," You turned the ignition to your car. Kenma puts his seatbelt on and starts fidgeting his fingers. You turn the air con on to get rid of the fogged windows.

Kenma knew it was getting later and later but did not say a word because of how you looked. You looked genuinely happy, and he did not want to ruin that. The oh-so-familiar smile he missed.

"Don't worry about it. My parents know that I am with you--and...I haven't had a curfew before, so."

"Right...right." your hands tighten on the steering wheel. There was a sadness that was lingering, but no one acknowledged it.

Before this, you and Kenma were thick as thieves. You grew up with him and Kuroo, and now it was like you and him were strangers.

You didn't even talk to Kuroo as much either. Only in passing, sometimes, because you lived slightly closer to Kuroo. It was mostly small talk now, and it was whenever he came to visit home. He lives in an apartment now and off at uni.

It was always hard because he was a year older. Kenma and Kuroo were able to stay good friends because of volleyball.

Kenma and you stopped talking at the beginning of second year of high school. But you knew you both were already drifting by the end of your first year.

That was the year your friend passed away. He was a family friend's son, and he was three years your senior. He was like an older brother to you and even Kenma when you dragged him along to family parties. His passing hit you harder than you thought it did.

You were having a rough time. And you were trying to figure things out, kind of started soul searching for something. In addition, without realizing it--it was also causing you to drift away from people, most notably Kenma. And Kenma was distracted by things like video games and volleyball. Therefore, it was easy for you to drift away from one another. Then the next thing you knew--it was the last week of summer before you moved, and you haven't spoken a word to him--well until tonight.

Kenma questioned why of all the days--why did you decide to text him to hang out now? It pained him thinking how both you and him drifted and became distant with each other, he deeply cared for you during this time and still does. He knew you were hurting, he didn't know how to help but he also didn't do anything about it either. That left him feeling guilt.

You stopped at a stoplight. You were wishing you knew what Kenma was thinking. You thought back to earlier when you were in your room. Your phone on your bed--the message already written out. All that was needed to be done was for you to send it. And when you did; you gasped and threw your phone to your pillow, clutching another pillow as you anxiously waited. But Kenma didn't make you wait, because he messages you back in seconds.

"So when do you start uni?" You asked while looking straight forward towards the street.

The stoplight turns green.

"In two weeks." Kenma looked at you from his peripherals.

Another silence lingered.

Kenma looked back towards his window on his side. A thought crosses his mind; he looks back at you almost fully. "I'm having something like a congratulations party or something like that soon."

"What! Kenma at a party, no less his own-

"My frie-Kuroo is making me have one!"

You laughed , "When?"

"Next week, Saturday," Kenma replies.

You didn't say anything, but your mind was going a mile a minute. You turned into a street before his.

No no no no!

Why did it have to be this Saturday? You were leaving Saturday!

You are going to go abroad for school!

You waited too long-

Kenma interrupts your train of thought.

"I-I mean--I don't want the party, but.. you know Kuroo. He insists." He tries to calm himself, "And well, it would be nice if you-

"I leave next week. So I won't be able to go." You loosen your grip on the steering wheel.

"Oh." Kenma is a bit disappointed by your reply. He remembered he overheard some classmates when school year was ending talking about people going to school abroad and your name was mentioned. He remembers that day, he remembers how he felt hearing your name and New York in the same sentence.. "Yeah….yeah."

You parked in front of Kenma's house. He didn't even realise we were back at his place. His gaze was focused on his house.

"Thanks for coming with me for a drive! And well you know for the snacks. I will make sure to pay you back." You looked forward, you knew if you looked at him. You wouldn't be able to stop yourself from telling him to stay with you longer.

"Y/N, you don't have to pay me back." Kenma said, "Uh, but thank-thank you for texting me and whatnot... I needed this."

Please don't go. Kenma thought. He opens the door of the car.

"No problem." You tried holding back. Just let him go Y/N, just let him go.

Getting out of the car, Kenma turns back and lowers his head to say something to you.

"We should--we should hang out again before you leave."

“Yeah...yes, I'd like that, we should. I'll text you." You were taken aback a little, but feeling a little happier that he said it.

Kenma says his final goodbyes and finally closes your car door.

When finally inside his house, Kenma stops and leans on his bedroom door. He sighs in frustration. This unknown feeling was back. There was no way he knew if Y/N would really text him or whether this was going to rekindle that friendship. He knew you and he were going in different directions, and neither of you was sure what the next step was going to be.

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[letters-from-eros]

S/O That Rages while playing Video Games.

A/N: Another self serving gaming headcanon haha.

Type: Headcanon.

Parings: Kenma x GN!Reader, Oikawa x GN!Reader, Tsukishima x GN!Reader.

Warnings: Swearing, suggestive language 😏

Requested?: No.

Kenma Kozume

He never rages whenever he plays his video games even though he's super passionate about his hobby.

Just doesn't have the energy to go about doing so and barely understands how anyone could to be honest.

So when he finds his kind, loving and soft significant other raging at a video game he is very shocked.

He's all for you being passionate about gaming like yayy we share the same interest but when he finds you yelling curses and gripping the controller with the strength of god?

He's almost scared.

Oh yeah, just to say he'll do almost anything for you, but he will not buy another controller after you break yours with sheer anger.

He never wants to play any video games that you could possibly rage or get competitive with cause sometimes you can become too much for him.

But once he gets used to your rage to some degree he can take some joy out of watching it unfold.

"Fuck this game and its broken ass mechanics!!"

Kenma quickly looked up from his phone to you to the game you were playing. Seeing that it was indeed a quite broken, unfair game that he sworn off playing a long time ago.

"You've been playing that game for at least an hour.. Maybe you should just play something else," He lazily suggests looking back down at his phone.

"Raging is part of the appeal, Ken."

He didn't even bother responding to that. He in no way felt it was smart or helpful to encourage or facilitate your anger and he was unsure if it was a good idea to press you to switch games, possibly making you more upset. At him.

But he really didn't want a headache from your yelling...

"God damn it! This-"

"Baby, why don't we just play animal crossing together?" He found the best course of action for you to stop yelling was to offer to play a relaxed game with him.

And the way your head snapped back from the screen to him with a softened yet excited expression proved it.

Oikawa Tooru

The way he sees it, you're saying everything he thinks at certain points of volleyball matches.

Which calls for a lot of respect for you to be saying some of that out loud.

But that doesn't make him any less terrified.

Oikawa definitely record some of your episodes where you release long strings of curses and insults that rival Iwaizumi's and Tsukishima's combined.

Also all of those clips he 100% sends to Iwa, btw.

Very, very rarely comments on it, again, he's scared of your reaction.

Like he has convinced himself that the way you can hurl a controller across the room you can do the same with his body.

With that being the way he sees things, doesn't hesitate to buy you a new controller after you ask him for a new one (if he can afford it).

The thing is, he adores the concept of you getting toxic to other people over the game.

He finds it so badass plus its definitely some stuff he wish he could say while playing volleyball.

So he's a little less against commenting on that.

"Ha! Suck my dick you losers!"

"Actually, Y/n-chan, I was thinking you could do that to me, instead? 🥺" You heard Oikawa say during a brief moment of borderline silence in your headphones.

You gazed in slight shock at the jokingly innocent look on Oikawa's face, forgetting he was even in the room at the moment; what he actually said to you being an after thought.

The sound of your character dying rang through the headset you were wearing, quickly looking back to the screen.

"Fuck!!"

"Me. That's what I was saying. Can you hear me through those clunky headphone's, Y/n-Chan?" He teased taking a few steps closer to you but quickly flinched away as you gave him a glare that was similar to the one you had when you got angry over a video game...

Tsukishima Kei

Out of all the boys here, he hates it the most by far.

He also barely understands how someone can get someone can get so angry over anything, especially something like a video game.

Doesn't like the fact that you can remind him of Tanaka during these moments.

Most of the time he's just "Can i just get my chill S/O back now?"

Tsukki does not care if you're playing a game where its impossible to rage at, he will never be in the same room as you while you're gaming

But when he hears your shouts of anguish towards a game while he's in another room, he can't help to be just a little amused.

Probably has a few audio files of you raging saved on his phone as blackmail.

He has the understanding of "Its either they take out that anger on a video game or me.. Video game sounds better."

He has definitely 1000% picked up some insults and witty comebacks from your toxic moments but will profusely deny if you ask him if that's something you've said at some point.

He'll never buy you more controllers if you ask for one right after you broke yet another controller.

But every so often you'll find 3 new controllers next to your gaming console as a backlog for when you break another with no warning.

"This game fucking sucks ass!!"

All Tsukishima needed was a pencil to continue his studying in the other room. He should've been in the room for only a few seconds. Thats what he thought but apparantly, the universe decided that he deserves to hear your yelling and not a pencil.

"Then don't play it then, Y/n..." He said in an agitated tone of voice as he loudly slammed shut another drawer that didn't have a pencil.

"But this is my favorite game, Tsukki!" Your words made him freeze for a moment, the concept of you hating your favorite game perplexed him but he quickly shook his head, continuing his search.

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[the-atlas-sister]

Nicknames (Haikyuu Boys) (Nekoma) Part 2

Kuroo:

His: Rooster, Emo Bitch, Papi (his personal favorite)

Yours: Kitten, Lover, Shortie

Yaku:

His: Libero, Cutie, Spike

Yours: Boo (like a ghost), Nerd, Love

Kai:

His: Dork, Babe (I keep using this, my brain is dry), Dingus

Yours: Bub, Cheerleader, (y/h/c)

Yamamoto:

His: Anger Issues, Stripe, Poofy

Yours: Goddess (or God), My Queen (or my King), My Love

Kenma:

His: Blondie, Gamer, Sexy (just to see him blush)

Yours: Pudding, Kitty, Kitten

Inuoka:

His: Pampers, Peanut, Dummy

Yours: Bean, Coco, Cutie

Lev:

His: Tall Asshole, Silver, Lazy Bitch

Yours: Beautiful, Mine, Hyper Bitch

https://mooskey.tumblr.com/post/657738280004173824/nicknames-haikyuu-boys-karasuno-part-1

https://mooskey.tumblr.com/post/657738907968061440/nicknames-haikyuu-boys-aoba-johsai-part-3 

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[oikaw-ugh]

Dating a Haikyuu member who is still not over with their previous lover.

(Headcanons and scenarios that happened to you while dating them.)

These were based on a Tiktok my friend gave me (this should be a hyperlink if I can find the original video). Also, this is a scheduled post so I cannot interact after (I NEED TO CRAM FAST BECAUSE IT’S THE SECOND TO THE LAST DAY BEFORE MY DEADLINES-)

HINATA SHOYO

You barged in to his life even when he told you he wasn’t ready and he hasn’t move on. You insisted. You insisted that you can help him step forward and so, you stayed. You stayed even when it hurts. You stayed even when Hinata is nothing but a walking mouth about how wonderful they were; how volleyball was a sport they both shared, how this shop was their favorite spot. You like meat buns? That reminds him of how they would blow the steam off fast because they’re too hungry to wait for it to cool down. Hinata knows your favorite show, too! He watched that with them once! Despite these, you stayed.

And what’s worse is that, you cannot grow to hate his previous lover. Not when you met them one day and you see the different glow on Hinata’s face. Not when you see the kindness that Hinata has been boasting for the entirety of your relationship. How can you grow to hate someone...who shows the world the best of Shoyo? The best you failed to find?

KUROO TETSURO

He’s over it, what he said. He has never mentioned them to you unless you ask for it. There is no hesitation in his voice when he tells you who they are, how long they were together, or why they broke up. He doesn’t.

And he doesn’t let you in his life as well. He’s been working all the time. You see him buried on his desk with piles of work, you see him pulling all-nighters as if he were preparing for a test. You see him stressing himself out at work even when he doesn’t need to. “It’s for our future,” he says. But is it really? Is it really for your future when you are not in the picture? And when you confront him with your worries, he gets mad. He explains it’s for you but you know it isn’t and this escalated into a huge fight and finally, after all the hiding, he finally blurted out the truth he kept from you.

“It’s the only way to forget them!”

KENMA KOZUME

It’s fine. The past lover has never been discussed. You’re not insensitive. You know that it is a topic Kenma would rather not speak of. Though he say it’s okay, it’s fine, you know it isn’t.

And you know that he still loves them. You know especially when he'd accidentally pronounce their name before pausing, realizing he’s supposed to call you. Not when he still stiffens at your touch or still freezes when you call his name. But it’s fine.

But it’s fine. It’s fine that you forget your anniversaries and monthsaries. It’s fine if you arrive late at your dates. It’s fine that you have to leave him for something important. Kenma is fine, really. He’s fine so don’t worry. But that’s a lie. He’s not fine, he just doesn’t care. Well, not as much as he cares for them. So it’s nothing to him when you accidentally forget him, or you leave him for something important, or you couldn’t hang out with him. Even when you accidentally burst your frustrations on him with how whipped is he still for them, and how it hurt Kenma so much because you slapped him of a truth he has been avoiding, he tells you it’s fine. God, please, it’s fine. Let him be? Can he know go back to his computer now? Because it’s okay, really.

BOKUTO KOTARO

At first, you thought everything was fine. So when friends from his MSBY and your set of friends give you these sympathetic look, you are confused. Why? It’s not like Bokuto is dating you to fill up the hole they left, right? Your relationship, in fact, is very stable and Bokuto has never made you felt insecure.

Well, not until you met them. And that was when you finally realized what others are seeing that you don’t. The day you met his past lover was the day you met him, the real him. You don’t understand. Bokuto...chuckles loud? He actually has extreme shift of moods? You have never seen Bokuto be this...jolly? Child-like? Bokuto actually likes praises? Wait? He’s clingy? He has never clung to you the way he clung his arm on them.

It’s like seeing an entire different person now that Bokuto stumbled upon them while waiting for you on your scheduled date. And when Bokuto finally noticed your arrival, he stands up, walks to you, and you have never been this horrified. You do not know who this person is who is standing right in front of you.

YAMAGUCHI TADASHI

Oh, you love him so much and you are grateful you met him, and he appears to feel the same way, too. He is caring. Very. He never fails to fetch you after class/work. He always carries things with him for your comfort; a handkerchief, a sanitary pad, etc. He has always been supportive for everything you do. He takes care of you; he loves to cook for you, clean for you, massage you, hug you, cuddle with you in bed. He listens as well. Fights are barely existing between the both of you with how understanding he is. He has never failed to tell you how much he loves you and how much he is grateful for you.

He is very grateful he met you. You make him relive the feeling of what it was like to be with them.

Part 2 :>

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[currently-exsisting]

Where Haikyuu Boys Kiss You

Characters: Akaashi Keiji, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kozume Kenma, Yamaguchi Tadashi, & Tsukishima Kei

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: ~700

A/N: Let me know who I should write for next! Also experimented with present tense but I don't think I like it that much so I'll prolly go back to writing in the past tense.

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✧ Iwaizumi He is an early bird- I mean 6am every morning he is ready to go on his run and is fully awake and present. But once in a blue moon, you get up before him and that is when you strike. Whenever he wakes up he gets a nutritious breakfast ready for the both of you, so you decide to return the favor for once. As you are cooking the eggs or pancakes you feel a hand gently work its way around your waist. Iwaizumi places his head on your shoulder, after placing small kisses on it. He leads a trail of kisses from the nape of your neck to the lobe of your ear, nibbling on it. Admiring your swift hands working, he grips his own on top of yours and whispers praises in your ears.

✧ Akaashi We already know how nonchalant yet classical Akaashi is. He would have walked you home after your date, like the gentleman he is. It’s fairly dark out and he can’t let you walk home alone so all the way there you make light conversation. However, when it comes time to bid your farewells you both are reluctant, not wanting the wonderful evening to come to a close. Akaashi notices the breeze picking up and the temperature dropping and so he doesn’t want you to catch a cold. Gently picking up one of your hands from the crossed position they are in, he gingulfs it in his two larger ones. He then brings it up to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of your hand, promising he’d stop by first thing in the morning to see you.

✧ Yamaguchi You two would be in bed. Imagine a lazy, early morning, just wanting to lay in bed in eachother’s embrace. This is totally a different topic but Yamaguchi is both a big and little spoon, although in this particular situation he is big spooning you because that is just how you two woke up and neither of you had the energy to move. While cuddling you look up at him to see the morning light highlighting his freckles. He notices your gaze and looks back at you, getting closer until you no longer know the definition of personal space. He closes the distance and places a series of kisses on your nose. The span onto your cheeks and eventually to your lips. I don’t think you two ever got out of bed that day.

✧ Tsukishima oh ho ho this man is an infamous tease and everyone knows it. He would get to an eye level with you, incredibly close to your face- i mean to the point where you felt the heat in his breath- and smirk as he lets out a small blow on your lips and pulls away. When he does kiss you, it’s on the corner of your lips and only once or twice. If you wanted a full on kiss you’d have to work for it but even Tsukishima can be surprised. You grab him by his collar and pull him into a deep kiss. At first he is shocked but then the same smirk he always has on returns and he takes control of the kiss, forcing you into submission. But hey at least you had that small moment of dominance, don’t expect it to happen again though.

✧ Kenma You would find your way into his lap while he is gaming and either watch his game or just aimlessly scroll through your phone, simply wanting to be near him. He’d throw small glances down at you and place his head on top of yours. He’d bury his face in your hair if he messed something up. Noticing how comfortable your head is, he would just leave his face there and place small kisses every once in a while, a small smile grazing his lips as you tense up at the initial strange sensation. When you look up at him, you see his cat-like eyes gazing down at you and he quickly pecks your lips before going back to his game as if nothing happened.

#kozume kenma #Akaashi keiji #tsukishima kei #Yamaguchi tadashi #iwaizume hajime #haikyuu fic #haikyuu headcanons #headcanons #xreader #fluff

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kenma’s first time with his s/o on Valentine’s Day, and when i mean first time i mean he popping the cherry -🌸

kenma’s kind of embarrassed at the aspect of sex

like he knows its a normal thing that people do but can he say it with a straight face and not get flushed ? no

he’s kinda torn between feeling cheesy and cliche and thinking that it’s no better time than valentines to have his first time 

so when you’re spending valentines together, things are starting to heat up, he pulls away practically gasping quietly into your neck that he wants to go further

he’s flustered but when you ask him if he’s sure, searching his gaze, he’s never felt more sure of anything in his life

he’s kind of awkward but it’s expected and you almost find it endearing 

he hates it though, grumbling at you to shut up as he fumbles with your clothes or the condom 

honestly ? i think you take the lead first time and it’s not like you don’t want him to feel good his first time u want to make sure he does and take care of him 

so when you sink down slowly on him, you can’t help but admire the way he gasps, squeezing his eyes shut, hair billowing out on the pillows 

its slow and sweet, filled with whispers of affection and leaves you both satisfied even if you don’t technically reach your high

kenma probably thanks you for being his first and you wouldn’t have it any other way 

#kenma kozume x reader #kenma x reader #kenma headcanons #kenma kozume headcanons #kozume kenma headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu xreader #haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyuu!! x reader #vday hc night #kenma smut #kenma kozume smut #haikyuu smut

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REDAMANCY

Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

!!PLEASE DO NOT REPOST AND/OR ADD ONTO!!

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re·da·man·cy /reh-dah-man-cee/ noun An act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full

a/n: As some of y’all can hopefully tell, I just read Deciphered and am having a serious street racing/car phase hehehehe. Also make sure to support my other platforms!!!!

"Ow, what was that for?" you whined looking up at Kuroo, who had just rudely interrupted your daydream by throwing a little punch to your shoulder. You rubbed the affected area before looking up at Kuroo, giving him a pouty face. He rolled his eyes while grabbing onto the tassel on your graduation cap and moving it from the right side to the left.  

"Stupid, you weren't paying attention." He softly scolded, throwing you a look of disapproval while making sure to keep his voice as low as possible to not interrupt the ceremony.

"Oops!" You smiled cheekily spewing out a soft light-hearted chuckle. You turned your head to listen to the announcer as he started to count down the second you have left before completing the ceremony.

"Three..."

"Ready?" Kuroo asked while nudging your elbow slightly before grabbing onto your right hand, the other slowly rising to his cap, grabbing onto a corner getting ready to toss it.

"Two..."

"No, hehe."

The crowd went wild, all your senses became heightened as you heard deafening screams of joy, while you looked into the sky seeing a hundred caps, along with yours, being thrown into the air like small fireworks. All those caps carrying the stress school has brought you and many others, you felt the relief shoot through your fingers reaching down to your toes. You stood in your spot for a while, feeling relieved as chaos broke out all around you. Looking over at Kuroo, you cracked a large genuine smile towards him in which Kuroo returned.

Your pent-up excitement decided to finally come out of you causing a scream to erupt out of your throat, Your voice filling your ears, as well as Kuroos' and other bystanders. A wave of adrenaline washed over you as your screaming ceased, causing your throat to burn due to the extensive use of your vocal cords. With the adrenaline coursing through your veins you couldn't help but shake with anticipation of what your future will bring to you.

After all, You finally felt-

Free.

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After the ceremony ended, the crowds started to venture out causing you to lose grip of Kuroos hand resulting in you getting separated and lost in the crowds of people, occasionally bumping into passer-Byers before finally weaving your way out to the parking lot. The moon shined down on you as you walked through the parking lot, dodging cars left and right trying to figure out where Kuroo parked before you felt a considerably large hand grab onto your wrist, pulling your figure back in the process only for your back to land on the mystery person chest.

"YOU IDIOT!" You yelled meeting Kuroos cat-like eyes, still shaking from the adrenaline high and you're now frightened conscious.

"Hey, I was just teaching you a lesson to be more alert." He matter-of-factly said, while making quick hand gestures to accommodate his point.

"Yea yea," You rolled your eyes stomping your feet against the concrete while following Kuroo to the parking spot where his car resided in. "Just open this stupid-ass car so we can go get ramen."

"Yes, Ma'am," Kuroo said, doing a little salute before unlocking the car, showing off his signature shit-eating smirk. You rolled your eyes again in acknowledgment before slipping off your graduation gown and cap, tossing it in the back as Kuroo did the same.

Finally arranging your stuff on the car floor and putting on your seatbelt you turned to look at Kuroo.   'Dayum'   You thought, ' He looks like one of those ugly fish things.'  You snickered to yourself while Kuroo plugged in his phone to the AUX, glancing up at you before unlocking his phone.

"What so funny?" He asked in a monotonous voice, eyes glued to his phone as he scrolled through Spotify trying to find a suitable playlist for the current mood.

"Ohhh, nothing." You smiled to yourself while looking out the passenger window watching other people slowly filter out of the parking lot.

Kuroo shrugged as a response before pressing play on his 'Bad Bitch' playlist and tossing his phone into the cupholder. Immediately after, his right foot pressed down on the clutch, using his left hand to switch the gear into 'R' before placing the same hand on the back of your chair to get a better view while backing out. You watched him shift into first gear as he slowly exited the parking lot, the purr of his car staying steady. After sorting through the mess of cars, he merged onto the main road continuously shifting up and down passing all sorts of cars in order to get to your guys' destination quickly.  

You looked out the side window, watching Kuroo drive through the city, flashing neon lights blurring past you. As if the moment wasn't already perfect, 'Boss Bitch' by Doja Cat came on. You and Kuroo shared a small knowing glance as he turned the volume all the way up, bass booming through the busy streets of Tokyo as you both began to scream the lyrics at the top of your lungs. Kuroo started to accelerate even faster, adrenaline pulsating through you guys' veins. You looked over at Kuroo, his eyes fixated onto the road, still singing while he pressed down on the clutch once more, shifting into second gear while turning into a little parking garage located across the street from your destination. Finding the nearest available spot you two hastily jumped out, stomachs taking control of both of your bodies as you two raced across the street trying to get to the little shop as fast as you could, and lucky for you two, there was no one inside.

"Yes!" You breathlessly cheered, taking a moment to crouch down and catch your breath.

"Pfttt, you good?" Kuroo spazzed out laughing at your hunched-over figure, clutching his hands over his stomach in the process.

"Why-huh- quite your - laughing." You panted, breathe coming down your throat cold as ice, burning your esophagus. while your face burned with heat, your cheeks flushing a red color.

"I GOT ASTHMA ASSHOLE!" you shouted, as you weakly punched his shoulder, still trying to get the air into your lungs. Unlike you, Kuroo was the captain of the volleyball team, constantly running laps across the gym, moving back and forth, and jumping. Of course, he didn't trip over his breath or break a sweat. 'GGHrrrR' your stomach decided to wail out as you meekly looked up at him, cheeks reddening even more. Kuroo looked down at you, face laced with amusement at your little tantrum, causing you to playfully punch his shoulder.

"Don't look at me like that! You're hungry too!" You exclaimed, patting down your cheeks to get the redness to go away. Kuroo opened the door for you, but before you could even enter the smell of fresh pork and miso filled your senses, as you entered the warm atmosphere of the small ramen shop you and Kuroo frequented.

"Ah! My favorite regulars, how are you guys?" A sweet middle-aged woman came out from the kitchen. A blob of brown hair sat on top of her head wrinkles pulling at her cheeks, giving you and Kuroo a bright smile.

"Ahh hi, Ms. Sato!" You greeted, Kuroo following with a little wave.

"So what are you two doing out this late at night." She said suggestively wiggling her eyebrows. Ms. Sato has always been under the impression you and Kuroo are dating, based on how close you guys are. No matter how many times you assure her you guys aren't, she still doesn't believe you.

"We actually just graduated, so we came here to celebrate," Kuroo replied.

"Awwww, how fun! Your foods on me tonight, you guys want the usual?"

"Yes, please! Thank you!"

"Of course, you two just sit tight, it'll be ready in a bit." She said, a little jump in her voice as she skipped into the kitchen.

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"Ahh, I'm stuffed!" You exclaimed, sitting back on the bench and holding your stomach as if you had a baby.

"Yeah, I can tell." Kuroo teased, glancing up at you through half-lidded eyes.

"OH SHUT UP!" you exclaimed turning around and hiding your stomach from his view.

"Oh, Kuroo" Ms. Sato cooed, as she made her way over to the table you two were bickering at. "Don't treat your girlfriend like that." You gave her a mini glare, your eyes telling her ' Why would you do that  '

"You're right Ms. Sato, I shouldn't be treating my girlfriend like this. Sorry Y/n," Kuroo said, his cat-like eyes starring into your soul as his smile curled up even more.

"See Y/n you can't keep lying to me about your secret relationship forever." Ms. Sato said, eyes also starring at your soul.

"I-But, - Well-I, wait-"

"Aw I think she's getting tired Ms. Sato, I'm gonna take her home," Kuroo said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Ok sweetie, make sure she gets there safe, don't drive too fast." She said, her momma-bear side kicking in.

"Yes, I will" Kuroo reassured as he stacked up your dirty plates while grabbing onto your waist and hoisting you onto his hips. Your brain did stop working, as Kuroo had said. Your words failed you earlier so you decided just to keep your mouth shut and let the embarrassment eat you away.

"Bye, my little love birds!" Ms. Sato

"Bye, Thank you for the meal," Kuroo replied before jumping a bit to re-adjust you further upon his hips.

"I hate you." You murmured in his shirt, as your senses were filled with his cologne and his button-up shirt. You started to fondle with his tie as he walked across the street and entering the parking garage. He carefully set you down on the concrete floor before opening the passenger door to his 2015 re Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution. As soon as you sank into the seat, Kuroo shut the door before striding over to the driver's side. You lazily yanked your seatbelt out of the holder and plugged it into the buckle as Kuroo jumped in, the following suit. You watched as he got situated, plugging his phone into the AUX and scrolling through his Spotify. He finally selected a song but instead of tossing his phone into the cup holder, he handed it to you.

"Huh?"

"Put on some music you want, only after this song though," Kuroo said with a genuine smile curling at his lips.

"This is new, You never let me have AUX."

"Consider it a congratulations on graduating." He said.

"But you graduated to- Y'know what nevermind." You said with the most perplexed look dancing across your face. Kuroo let out a deep chuckle while pressing down on the clutch, turning off the E-brake and shifting into reverse. You felt the rumble of the car underneath your feet as he pulled out of the parking spot, quickly slamming onto the clutch once again and shifting into first gear while exiting the parking garage.

"Remember what Ms. Sato said!" You teased, referring to Ms. Satos' request for him to drive slowly.

"Yea yea." His gravelly voice came out slightly exasperated. Kuroo  hated  driving slow, just like he  hated  losing volleyball matches. He's one of those guys that has to win at everything, whether it be in the classroom, on the court, or in the street. Instead of looking out the window, you decided to watch Kuroo, how his hands grabbed onto the gear shift, how he revved the car at every stoplight to 'assert' his dominance (at least that's what he thinks of it). Lil Uzi's   XO Tour Life  came on as he sped through the streets of Tokyo, entering Narima city, where both your houses resided.

"My house tonight?" Kuroo asked, turning down the radio.

"Sure."

"Ya need anything?"

"Nah I think I have stuff over there from last time." Kuroo hummed in response, as he downshifted again, turning into his neighborhood. He stayed in first gear while slowly creeping through the quiet neighborhood, trying to keep his car as quiet as he could. The soft rumble of the car was almost like a lullaby, as it was slowly pulling you to sleep. He parked in the street next to his house, pushing down the E-brake and untwisting his keys from the ignitions, unplugging his phone before looking over at you. Your head was leaning back on the leather headrest, your whole body relaxed. Kuroos' lips pulled into a soft smile as he stared at you ' so beautiful...'  he thought before unbuckling his seatbelt and jumping out of the car, careful to not slam the door.

He walked with a little hop in his step as he came to open your door, he carefully bent over you to unbuckle your seatbelt. Slowly, he picked you up out of the seat, now holding you bridal style as he walked around the door, closing it with his back and locking it. Now walking towards his front door, he inserted a different key and nudged it open. Using the same technique he did with his car, Kuroo shut the door with his back then mindfully walked upstairs pushed open his door, and laid you on the bed only to be met with your tired eyes.

"Heh, thanks." You croaked, throat facing the punishment of all the yelling and excitement from the hours prior.

"Of course," Kuroo said, a loving tone laced through his words, eyes softening as he got up to shut his door. It surprised you really, you and Kuroo really weren't dating, or at least haven't made it official.  I've never even kissed the guy, yet we act like a married couple...'   You thought, face scrunching up, as you concentrated on your thoughts ' No wonder Ms. Sato thinks were dating-'

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" Kuroo asked

"us." You answered plainly, still half zoned out in thought. Kuroo walked into the closet, picking up two pairs of sweatpants and two shirts.

"What about us?" His voice muffled from the distance.

"Just what Mrs. Sato said, y'know about us dating. I mean we kind of act like we do." You said, watching him walk out of the closet and to one of his dressers.

"Would you wanna date?" His voice sounded a bit guarded as if he were scared of what the next words would be. There was a short pause while he shuffled through his dresser, find a pair of panties you left here.

"Here, my mom washed these from last week."

"Oh, sweet thanks." There's the issue, you two were comfortable with each other. If it was some other guy and girl I'm sure the girl would be screaming right now, but no you two were different, in a good way. You slipped off your dress, completely fine with Kuroo looking, yet he still turned away.

"Haha, why do you still turn away when I get dressed, I told you it was fine remember?" You asked, slipping your bra off and grabbing the black D.A.R.E. shirt Kuroo gave you.

"It just feels wrong I guess." He spoke, voice strained.  'Is he nervous?'  You quickly changed your underwear and pulled up the grey sweats.

"Why? oh, also I'm done." Kuroo opened one eye, quickly glancing behind to see you dressed. He let out a small sigh as he turned around.

"Because I love you and it would just feel weird y'know" You looked at him. Hair even messier than usual, the top three buttons of his shirt were undone, as well as his tie hanging loosely around his neck.

"To answer your question from earlier Kuroo, I would date you!" Honey laced your words as you walked towards him. Slowly reaching your arm out towards his tie, you grabbed onto it making his head come down to your level. Kuroo gazed into your eyes, a genuine smile playing at his lips, eyes flickering down to your lips before meeting your eyes again.

"Fuck you Tetsurou, making me feel shit." You whispered, flicking his forehead and yanking his tie forward causing your lips to meet. Secretly this is your first kiss, so although you looked cool and composed to Kuroo your mind was on the brink of jumping off a cliff. The kiss was sweet? No, it made you feel happy? Like you wanted to run a mile. ' Stupid hormones.'  You pulled away, due to lack of air only to be met with one of Kuroos' shittiest grins.

"Mmm," Kuroo hummed. "You like that?"

"Oh stop being a dick." You rolled your eyes in a teasing way before giving Kuroo a little push and waltzing over to his bed. He took off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and looked over at you, like a little puppy waiting for its owner to throw a ball.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You giggled, hand covering your mouth.

"can I change?" You started laughing, even more, your other hand flying over your mouth trying your best to contain your laughter.

"Whattttt?" Kuroo whined out, folding his arms and turning his head. "I just wanted to make sure your fine with it."

"I- hahaha- It-It's fine." You spat out, trying your best to breathe.

"y'know what, I'm just gonna change in the bathroom." He smirked walking his petty ass out the door.

"w-wait Kuroo!" You gasped out, crawling on the bed and reaching your arm out. "p-pl-please! I can't!" Your breaths became shaky as you struggled to suck in the air. Legs giving out as you curled up on the bed, shaking grom your suppressed laughs. Kuroo slyly sneaked back into the room, unbeknownst to you and...

"BOO!" Kuroo's deep voice boomed in your ears as he touched your waist.

"AH!" You screamed falling off his bed and onto the floor, still writhing from your continuous laughs.

"STAHP! STAHP! YOUR TORTURING ME I-I- CAN'T!"

"HAHAHA!" Kuroo laughed beside you, finding your reaction so adorable. As you calmed down, finally controlling your breathing again you looked off to see Kuroo, still half-dressed on the floor next to you with half-lidded eyes, staring into yours.

"You like what ya see?" You breathed out, letting a little giggle pass your lips.

"Yea, I fuckin' love it." Now it was Kuroos turn to be bold. He grabbed onto your shirt pulling you on top of him and held your cheek in his hand before grabbing your jaw and pulling you down to meet his lips. This time though, the kiss was different, it was filled with love and something else, yet you couldn't quite put your finger on it. 'Stupid hormones...'   Your hands traveled up his chest, meeting the expensive fabric of his button-down shirt.

As your hands continued to move up, your fingertips met his soft skin, before wrapping your hands around his neck and combing your finger through his dark locks. Kuroo slowly moved his hand from your jaw to the back of your head as well, only he tugged at it a bit, causing you to squeak out of surprise which was the perfect time for Kuroo to slip his tongue in. So he did, tongue entwining with yours, claiming you for the second time that night. The heat of the kiss spread through your body, fast like electricity quickly filling all your senses until you heard the door squeak... You jumped up, heart beating out of your chest as you looked over at the door, ' Shit I thought Kuroos parents were out...'

"Fukuuu~?" Kuroo spoke in a baby voice underneath you. A loud sigh escaped your mouth.

"What? did she scare you~?" Kuroo teased as Fuku, Kuroos black cat walked over to you, placing her two vanilla bean paws on Kuroos check before climbing onto his chest.

"Damn what's up with you guys all up on me, am I comfy or somethin'?"

"Very." You giggled out before shifting and laying your head on Kuroos stomach since the cat currently occupied his chest. You let out a content sigh, snuggling closer into his stomach. Kuroos' hands crawling up your back before combing through your hair once again.

"I love you Kuroo."

"I love you more Y/n."

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"Oh my fuck that hurts," Kuroo whined. You two eventually fell asleep on the floor, accompanied by his cat. Evidently, you and the cat slept great, but Kuroos neck, on the other hand, was suffering greatly from sleeping without the support of a pillow.

"Aweee I'm sorryyy~" You cooed, slowly massaging his neck, trying your best to relieve the pain. "- if it makes ya feel any better, I haven't slept better in years."

Kuroo looked at you with an are-you-serious face, before his features became washed out with love, eyes softening as his lips curled. He pulled you into a quick kiss, before pulling away and replying,

"I'm glad.

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Player One [Kozume Kenma]

I laugh along with Kenma as we play another set of Mario Kart. As old as we were, this was our favorite game to play together.

"Hey, that's cheating!" I complain playfully when he bumped my cart before he left a banana peel for me to slip on, causing my cart to fall behind.

He only smirked, eyes not drifting on the monitor, "No, it's not."

I put my eyes back on the monitor, only to find out he's already passed the finish line.

I put the controller down, annoyed of my loss, before jumping on the bed to lie down against my stomach.

I felt a movement on my side, "Quick tempered," he teases and I felt his arms wrapping me up and pulling me closer to him.

"Whatever," I act in annoyance, "I'm really good at playing that."

"You are," he kissed my hand, "but not against me."

I playfully hit his chest which earned me a chuckle in response, "You're mean."

I smiled to myself. It feels like everything is just as I wanted it.

The sound of the rain against the windows echoed the room and Kenma's sweet scent were enough to make me sleepy against his embrace.

We were supposed to go on a normal date today, but thought otherwise when it started to drizzle. We ended up at his place and just played for a couple of hours until now.

"So cold..." I caressed my arms with my hand.

Kenma pulls me closer before covering ourselves with a blanket, "Sleep," he kissed my forehead.

I smiled to myself, quite surprised of how close we were compared to a few months ago when we met for the first time.

***

I twirl nervously in front of my full length mirror.

I heaved a sigh, "This won't do."

I sprawl myself on my bed filled with different other clothes I've been trying and debating upon for tomorrow.

Why is going on a meetup so hard?

I think I've already gotten every single piece of clothing in my closet to try out for tomorrow, and yet, it still won't do.

"Ugh," I covered my face with a pillow and screamed in frustration as I hugged it.

My thoughts wander to what may happen tomorrow. I'm meeting my closest friend in the game!

What if he thinks I'm weird or what? This has gotten me all freaked out. I'm not used to all of this, really.

I'm meeting Kenma, my co-player in an online game, for the first time tomorrow. We met at the animal crossing discord server and have been talking for a few months now. He was my closest friend in the game.

Distracting myself of my thoughts, I went up and tried to look more other possible outfits to wear. I can't come looking like my normal self. I have to at least look presentable.

I twirled once again in front of my full length mirror.

I wore a short plaid pastel blue dress and topped with a lighter shade of blue cropped cardigan. Then I paired it with my Nike Airforce 1.

I put my (H/L)(H/C) hair down and curled it a little and made it look natural. Lastly, I put on a barrette to make it cuter.

Well, this will do. I'm just thankful that I got to pick and outfit before the meetup. And it looks cute on me too!

Good thing I remembered that I bought a new dress last week. I've been so occupied lately that I forgot the things I buy.

"I'm heading out!" I yell as I run down the stairs.

"Come back before 10pm!" my mother replies from her room, her voice a little unclear because of the distance.

"Got it!"

I hurried to the cafe nearby where we agreed to meet. Can you believe that our place isn't very far away from each other?

Soon enough, I reached the cafe. I didn't go inside but rather stayed outside and held on the railings to block the pathway and the road.

I've been here a couple of times with my friends. We'd hangout after school and talk and laugh about random things.

I smiled remembering a certain boy I often see in the cafe who had fairly long hair with a blonde hair color and black on the roots.

I pegged him as a troublemaker kind of type when I first laid my eyes on him, but he seemed to be really laid back and quiet around his noisy friends. So I cancelled that possibility out.

He'd catch my attention couple of times. Coincidentally, we're always in the cafe at the same hour with our own friends.

I blushed when I remembered one time we both came with our group at the same time.

I was laughing with my friends as we approach the  cafe. But upon seeing him on the opposite direction with his friends, I halted closely behind.

He was as quiet as ever and his eyes were darted on his phone as he walks alongside his rowdy friends.

My company had just entered the cafe then followed his.

He was the last one to enter, but before he could fully go in, he shot me a glance and opened the door for me.

My cheeks heated, "Thank you..." I lowered my head a little.

The blonde looked away and scratched the back of his head, "Y-yeah..."

The afternoon went on in the cafe like usual. I talked, laughed, and had fun with my friends. But sometimes, I would glance at him, and there are times when I'd catch him staring at me too. Then, we'd both look away to break the contact, and I would always blush as I did.

I shook my head to distract myself of the thoughts about the certain boy I often see in the cafe. I'm meeting someone else for heaven's sake! It's not very good to think about someone else.

I heaved a sigh. I step on the bottom of the railing with my right foot and leaned with the support of my arms. I grab my phone to text Kenma. We exchanged phone numbers prior to the meetup.

Soon as I was about to send him a text message, I received a message from him.

Kenma:

I'm almost there

I can see the cafe already. I'm wearing a blue pullover

I pout and type a reply:

I'm here. I'm wearing a blue dress  and cardigan

I fix myself from my position and looked around me, trying to look for the vague description he gave me. As I turn my head, a figure of the certain boy whom I've always seen in the cafe come to my vision.

His eyes were darted on his phone as he walked nonchalantly and had his hand in his pocket. But what surprised me was that he was wearing a blue pullover.

I immediately turn my back on him. I closed my eyes, panic rushing through my system.

It can't be him, right?

"U-uhm..." I hear someone speak behind me.

Slowly,  I turn around. I smiled awkwardly at him, surprised at the revelation.

"(Y/N)..?"

"Y-yeah..." I nodded and my voice sounded small, "Kenma..?"

Kenma lowered down his phone and nodded at me as well. His eyes reflected nonchalance, but I could tell he was feeling a little awkward as well.

What would you have felt if someone you've been talking to and so close with online has been right in front of you?

"O-oh..."

There was a slight awkward air between the two of us. It was as if we both didn't know how to act around each other. We were so close in the game, like we've known each other forever, but never had I thought that he's someone I see so often.

We entered the cafe with him opening the door for me. The cold temperature from within the building touched my skin and the pleasant smell of coffee against my nose.

"Thank you," I smiled at him, showing my utmost appreciation and respect, and hiding my awkwardness.

Kenma returned my smile and followed to me to where I sat, "What would you like?"

I stopped for a moment to think of what I want to eat.

I want to order my favorite pasta! This is my favorite cafe after all. But I recall my mother telling me not to eat so much in front of a guy, not that it matters, but this is Kenma after all. It'll be to embarrassing to have him see me like that.

"I'll just have (F/D)."

"Are you sure?" Kenma looked at me with hidden concern and curiosity in his eyes.

I smiled to show him it's fine, "Of course."

He left the table to order for us.

I used the opportunity to send a message to Yachi, my best friend. She had second thoughts on my decision to meet my friend I met in-game. She warned me about what may happen, but then I felt otherwise. I knew Kenma wasn't that kind of person. I'm glad I trusted my intuition.

'I met him already!'

It didn't take another second for her to reply back, 'What is he like?'

I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from smiling, 'It's the blonde guy we usually see at the cafe!'

'The one you're always looking at? OMG'

I grimaced at her words. I'm not! I typed in another reply, but before I could finish it, Kenma came back with our orders. And to my surprise, he ordered my favorite pasta!

I shove my phone back to my pocket, "Pasta?"

"Yeah..." he nodded and showed me a sly smile, "I noticed that's what you always order here."

My cheeks heated at his confession. Does that mean he pays attention to me?

"Thanks for meeting me here," I started, "Not everyone wants to have a meetup with their gaming friends."

"O-oh.." he lowered his head down, touching the straw of his coffee drink, as if he suddenly became anxious.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

Kenma fixed his gaze on mine and looked away, "I thought it was a date..." he mumbled that I almost didn't hear it.

I giggled and covered my mouth, "We can call it that."

***

Author’s Note:

Sorry for the lack of better words! I'm still trying to write again. Hopefully I get to write a better narrative in the future.

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All characters are written during the timeskip which puts them in their 20′s for both NSFW and SFW. SFW will only be written for pre-time skip.

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