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kitashousewife · 3 months
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"what's this?"
rhetorical, you know exactly what it is. a bouquet of flowers. tied with some extra ribbon, propped up in one of your large canning jars.
"for valentine's day," kita leans over the kitchen counter, muscles flexing under the thermal shirt he still has on.
"that's not for a few days," your dig means nothing as you grin ear to ear. he snorts.
"so i can't spoil my lady a bit early?" he spanks you playfully, innocently, and laughs when you attempt to return the favor. "sorry, should i bring em' to gran? she might appreciate em' more than ya are,"
"no way," you move the jar to the kitchen table. "i'm keeping them."
kita hums, tidying up the mess he made by the back door from when he rushed into the house to beat you home. he knew you would love it. he couldn't stop thinking about you when he saw the flower stand in town. all of your favorite colors, beautiful and romantic.
just like you.
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basilly · 2 years
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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘
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|| ➼ boyfriend things
characters: suna, kita, bokuto, & kageyama
warning: no pronouns, fluff!
a/n: more characters coming soon!
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ suna sleepily rubs his nose against yours, his own little type of kiss. laying under the warmth of the glowing sun that peeked through the curtains, you gently glided your finger over suna's features. tickled by the sudden sensation, he stirs awake. too exhuasted to say an ything, he only moves closer to touch noses before tucking his head into the crook of your neck.
later throughout the day, suna lazily wraps his arms around you from the back, dropping his head on your shoulder. humming a slight tune, he rubs circles on your skin with his thumbs. his dark hair tickles your cheek, leading you to smooth it out. he adores when you do the action, it makes him want to calm down even more than he already is.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ kita doesn't let you go home without leaving a little kiss on your head. he finds the simple gesture so sweet and calming, forming a little habit. if you are in a rush, he will grab your wrist and place a quick one before waving you off.
he's not major on pda, so forehead kisses and unspoken gestures are his thing. his grandma had instilled ideals like the sidewalk rule into him as a young child, he does it without even thinking now. he doesn't hesitate to switch drinks or meals if you don't like yours- all that matters to him is your happiness.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ kageyama is rooted in the gestures you can not see because he's a bit nervous. the moment he notices you asleep, he moves to throw a blanket over you. the last thing he wants you to experience is discomfort- especially while sleeping. he will tuck you in with the blanket and a soft kiss on your head.
while you're asleep, he tries to stay as quiet as possible. everytime he thinks he made a loud sound, his head whips around and freezes to make sure you hadn't awoken. once he's sure you're okay, he finishes preparing a warm cup of tea for when you wake up.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ bokuto looks at you as if you created the universe. as if the planets and stars emerged from your very own fingertips. in such admiration, he would stare for hours at end if he could. everyone around him would smile fondly at the snowy-haired volleyball player when they see him looking at you or even a picture of you.
he pulls you into the warmest hugs, too scared to let go. he only lets go at the very last second if possible, warmth still lingering by staying close to you. the stars that were in his eyes, were because of you. every ounce of his being truly loved the person you were.
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mavrintarou · 4 months
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[Daddies in December] Kita Shinsuke
Daddy Shinsuke is so wholesome.
Warning: fluff & soft smut
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Shinsuke has been staring at his new lockscreen photo. Though he loves all and any photo with Y/n, his lovely wife, this one was by far his favorite.
It was a shot of Shinsuke hugging his wife from behind, his lips pressed to her shoulder and his hands placed on her six-month pregnant belly.
When Y/n and Shinsuke found out they were expecting, they kept the news to themselves for now. It was Y/n’s idea to announce it with their annual Christmas photo.
When they received their photos from the photographer, Shinsuke was almost brought to tears. They were so breathtaking and he loved every one of them.
Now that the news of their pregnancy was announced, Y/n and Shinsuke could finally share their journey with their family and friends on social media.
With two months left of her pregnancy, Y/n wanted to have a babymoon for Christmas. Their last get-away with just the two of them.
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“Wow,” Y/n exclaims in awe at the mountainous panorama, taking in a deep breath of the crisp, cool mountain air. “Just what I need…” She looks over her shoulder and calls for her husband. “Come look at this view.”
Shinsuke pauses on unpacking and walks over, he wraps his arms around her shoulders, hugging her tightly. “Glad you like it.”
Shinsuke took on the responsibility of choosing the babymoon destination, opting for a location that was sufficiently distance yet still within a reasonable proximity to the nearest hospital as a precaution.
He plants a gentle kiss on her temple, saying, “I can’t wait for the arrival of our baby, but at the same time, I realize I’ll miss these moments when it’s just the two of us.”
Sensing something wrong with his tone, Y/n turned around and cupped his face, staring deeply into his eyes. Shinsuke could never hide his emotions from Y/n, “what’s wrong?”
Shinsuke couldn’t bring himself to admit that his mind was burdened by the increasing anxiety about the approaching due date of the baby. It has finally hit him that things will change between him and Y/n.
It dawned on him that he was… jealous of his child.
Once the baby arrives, the attention will now be directed to the baby, and the time between them two will decrease and be limited.
He felt embarrassed at his pathetic thoughts.
Y/n’s hands squeezed his cheeks and she asked again softly, “what is wrong? Hmm?”
Shinsuke is soft for Y/n’s cooing. That’s what made him fall head over heels for her. She knew how to talk to him, how to soften his heart and turn his world upside down.
It was especially something else when she would coo lewd words into his ears when he was balls deep inside her.
“I…” he inhales sharply. “I have been feeling that when baby arrives, our time together will be limited.” He caressed her cheek with his knuckles, “I don’t know why I’ve been feeling uneasy… but I think all in all, I’m just not quite ready to share you yet.” He gently knocks his forehead with hers, “I sound selfish and stupid, huh?” He frowns when he doesn’t get a response from her, but her shoulders tremble. Shinsuke looks at her, trying to get a glimpse of her face but she has it covered by her hand. “What’s wrong?”
Her laughter erupted as she buried her face into his chest.
After allowing her to laugh it out, she finally looks up at him, “I thought I was the only one feeling that way!”
The corner of his lips curved, “you were feeling… the same way too?”
She nodded, hugging him. “Yes, I was having a reality check, that this is it… we’re having a baby, our baby, and our lives as just the two of us are going to change. For the best of course, but like it won’t be the same again, you know?” Y/n looked up at him and he nodded, cupping her face. “But we have nothing to worry about. I think it is good that we realize this so we remind ourselves to make time for just the two of us. Continue to go on dates with just the two of us… maybe ask my mom to babysit for a weekend so we can get a mini getaway…”
“I like that,” Shinsuke whispers, feeling a sense of relief. “I feel so much better.”
Y/n lifts herself on her tippytoes, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. “Okay, now make love to me.”
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“Wait, Shin…” Y/n’s sentence is cut off with a moan as his fingers dipped into her heat.
She sat in front of him, her legs spread wide, hooking over his as his fingers move in and out of her pussy. In front of their bed was a large mirror that was attached to the dresser, this allowed her to watch him finger her.
“Do you like watching yourself get fingered by me?” Shinsuke nipped her ear, thrusting his two fingers knuckles deep. “You keep tightening around me, does it turn you on?” He adds another finger, and used his thumb to rub her clit. “Answer me, hmm?”
Reaching up, Y/n cups his cheek, turning to kiss him. “Fuck, yes… I love your fingers…”
“Keep watching,” he urged, looking at their reflection. The moment he walked into the bedroom, he saw the position of the mirror and his mind was instantly filled with lewd fantasy.
Her eyes met his through the mirror reflection before getting distracted at the sight of his three fingers thrusting in her pussy. “E – enough, Shin… I want you…”
“How do you want me?”
“Let me ride you.”
He withdrew his fingers and watched her shift herself on top of him in a reverse cowgirl position. Shinsuke guided her hips down until she swallowed him whole. He gazed at her reflection in the mirror, savoring the joy of witnessing the expressions she wears every time she takes his cock.  
Shinsuke sighed deep within his throat as Y/n began to rock her hips and gradually speed her movement until she was bouncing on his lap. He was a traditional man, always enjoying a good old missionary position but he will never complain when Y/n takes charge and leads them to their orgasm.
Y/n shifts forward, leveling herself forward on her hands and rocking her hips slowly. Since her pregnancy, she has gotten tired more easily.
Sensing that she is exhausted, Shinsuke chuckles and guides her off. He repositions himself behind her and shifts her onto her hands and knees. Reaching behind him, he collected the pillow and placed it beneath her before pressing a hand to her upper back. “I’ll take it from here.”
Y/n hummed tiredly, resting her face against the fluffy pillow.
Shinsuke guides his cock back into her sopping pussy, gripping her hips, he rolled his hips in deep thrusts.
She was close, and so was he.
“Shin…” Y/n gasped, “please… please…” she begged, “faster.”
He did the exact opposite, he went slower, rolling his hips. When he felt her walls begin to tighten, he snapped his hips faster until she came, trembling around his cock. He followed her shortly, he pulled back until only the tip remained inside her and watched his cock jerk each time he came.
His cock slips out and immediately his thick white cum flowed out. Gently and carefully, he shifts her to the side before lying down beside her. “Nap time?”
She nodded with flushed cheeks. “And then round two.”
Who was he to deny her?
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E/n: I hope everyone had a good holiday <3
>>> @queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy
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tadashisdisaster · 1 year
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𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐧    
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CWˏˋ°•*⁀➷    Dry humping, virgin couple, cock warming, fingering, squirting,      ❕MINORS DNI❕
AN~ Just some late night Anxiety😌ya know cringing at myself, thinking ab my grades…
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Keiji Akaashi ❥ You always admired Akaashi’s fingers.   You especially admired how they sunk deeper and deeper into your soaking cunt. You shiver as the pads of his fingers rub at the roof of your velvety walls. You mumble incoherent words as tears fall down the side of your face. “Keiji, m’gonna-” Akaashi softly kisses your tears away. “I know love.” You gush all over his fingers, clear liquid soaking his bottom half in your unholy juice making him groan. You cover your face in embarrassment. “It’s okay angel, can you do that again? Please…” Akaashi fumbles with one hand to unbuckle his belt as he crashes his lips with yours.
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Shoyo Hinita ❥Hinita had you cramped in the corner of the couch. What was supposed to be a cozy movie night, turned into a heated make-out session. Hinita grinds down on your clothed pussy, both a moaning mess. Your legs were wrapped around his waist as his rough yet soft hands groped your thighs. You rest your hands on his shoulders, pulling your face away from his to catch a breath. Hinita’s lips chased after yours as a long clear string of saliva connected both mouths. Your eyes dazed and your mouth shaped in a silent ‘o’ made him grind down on you even more. “Gonna cum, fuck…” a wet patch formed on the front of his gray sweats. Your underwear was drenched in slick and fresh cum making you a little uncomfortable. You dozed off, not noticing Hinita sliding your ruined underwear to the side. You gasp as tears pricked from the corners of your eyes. “M’sorry baby, needed more…” he pulled out only to thrust back into your wet cunt.
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Kita Shinsuke ❥ It was your 2 year anniversary and Kita wanted it to be special. “Are ya sure you’re ready?” He’s kneeling between your legs as he runs his hands up and down your thighs, eventually stopping to rub comforting circles on them. “m’sure Kita.” You practically whine, growing needier and needier with every passing second. He kisses your temple as an okay. You drool as fat tears run down your honeyed cheeks. Him being your first time and you being his made things more intimate. Soft whines and grunts and the sound of his heavy balls slapping against your ass was all that could be heard that evening, drowning out all noises, even the multiple knocks at the door from old friends wanting to congratulate the 2 year couple.
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Kenma Kozume ❥ Late night gaming with Kenma’s friends was something he did daily. You cock warming him was something new. It all started when he brought up the topic, due to the fact that you always seemed so needy whenever he was gaming. Your face was buried in the crook of your boyfriends neck. Sweat ran down your forehead as the black oversized hoodie fell down your shoulder, exposing your hickey covered skin. You thighs shook and your clit twitched as you craved friction your gamer boyfriend wasn’t giving you. “Aw, come on Kuroo! What the fuck are you do-” you clench around his cock making him suck in his breath. He released a shaky moan as you slowly lift your hips up and inch and plop back down with a lewd squelching noise. “Kenma? Ayo bro, are you doin’ what I thi-” he cuts off his monitor and pulls down his headphones around his neck. “You need some help?” He rests his hands on your hips giving you a small smirk.
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oomiya · 11 months
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warnings : gn reader, established relationship, post timeskip, very suggestive (mdni), KITA HAPPY TRAIL !!
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Shinsuke’s grandmother had gifted you a new tea strain–one you hadn’t tried yet. It was floral in nature, with hints of sweetness from the honey you’d added pooling on your tongue. 
Despite the warmth from the summer day–afternoon quickly dipping into evening–the hot tea is refreshing, filling your stomach with a pleasant warmth that spreads down to the tips of your fingers where they’re loosely wrapped around the smooth white ceramic of your mug. It’s the one with the small crack on the side, from when your lover had accidentally bumped his hip against the counter in his rush to prepare for the morning, causing the mug to precariously tip over the edge. 
You run your thumb over it idly, hardly paying any mind to anything other than the sweetened tea spilling down your throat, the soft summer breeze brushing past your knees as you lounge on the porch chair, and the heat that swells in your chest at the sight of him.
This is your favorite part of the day–a little ritual of sorts. Just as the sun starts to dip down into the sky, casting deep shades of tangerine and streaking through the blue that’d previously resided there, you find yourself sat on the porch chair, swinging back and forth with whatever cup of tea you’d chosen as you watch Shinsuke make his way back home.
A soft, teasing smile half-plays on your lips as you take in the sight of him. He must’ve stripped his shirt at some point, and the sun rests against Shinsuke’s tanned skin in such a way that, if you put your mouth on him, you’re convinced you’d be able to taste it. 
He catches your staring as he steps up the stairs–a simple one, two, three–and it takes next to no time for a similar look to make its way onto his face. 
“There you are,” Shin says as he steps in front of you–as if he doesn’t find you there every day. 
“Mhm,” you simply hum, looking up at him from your spot on the chair. Shinsuke remains standing, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead with a rag and simultaneously smearing a streak of dirt down his temple. 
Your breath nearly catches in your throat at the sight of him; you abandon your mug of half-empty tea to gently take the rag from his hand, dragging it down his chest. You smooth over the planes of his abdomen, tilting your head in admiration as you go. His slightly lean stature flexes under your touch, and when you bring the rag to the soft of his stomach, just under his navel, it gives way to softness. 
In appreciation, Shinsuke brings a large hand to cup the back of your neck. He simply leaves it there, not guiding you anywhere, rubbing a rough thumb against your jawline as you drag the rag against his wet side. 
“‘Nd how was your day?” Shinsuke asks, ever polite even in the form of such intimacy. 
You shrug, intently focused on the coarse trail of darkened hair that resides on Shinsuke’s navel. The urge to place your lips there fills your bones, and you give in easily. 
You feel more than hear Shinsuke’s gasp, the hand you have placed on his pectoral jumping slightly when you place your mouth on him. 
You hum. You were right–he tastes like the sun. 
“Better now,” you mumble against him, wholly distracted by the way a slight swell begins to make itself known in Shinsuke’s jeans. Your eyes dart to it, but you briefly ignore it in favor of sucking a small kiss just beside his hipbone. 
Again, Shinsuke’s breath catches in his throat. This time, the hand on the nape of your neck tightens ever-so-slightly, and you feel how his body instinctively curls a bit over you. 
“Funny. Mine, too,” The man breathes out on a small, pleasantly surprised laugh. 
The tea is left on the armrest of your chair on the porch. 
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restlesswritingss · 2 years
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You did not want to do this. It was all that could go through your head as you trudged towards the boys’ volleyball gym. Today was your first day as their manager, a position you should be grateful for but all you felt was dread. You played for the girl’s team and couldn’t afford your yearly fees so your coach came up with this solution for you. The boys practiced after the girls were already done so it didn’t conflict with your schedule. It was also a good opportunity to get more practice in. All in all it should be a wonderful thing, if it wasn’t for how annoying the boys team was.
Ok it wasn’t the entire Inazaraki boys team, just the ones in your year. You’d been in the same class as Suna and the Miyas for your first year but this year you’d been able to go to a higher class since your test scores and grades had been so good. You hadn’t exactly been friends with any of them, but they’d seen it as some kind of betrayal. As if you owed them any loyalty. Now you wouldn’t seem so high and mighty in their eyes, the thought causing your chest to burn with shame. Not that you wanted them to think you were better than them, but it hadn’t been awful feeling to get to move up. 
You stopped right outside the boys’ gym. Your heartrate sped up as your mind whirled with all the ways this was going to go wrong. All the boys were going to know that you had no money. They were all going to watch you have to demean yourself just so you could afford a stupid fee that most of them didn’t even have to think twice about. You wouldn’t have minded being their manager, but the idea of having to give them their water bottles and do their laundry just so you could pay off a fee was humiliating. Tears pricked your eyes as embarrassment flooded you. 
“Hey, you’re our new manager right?” A kind voice interrupted your internal pity party. 
You looked up to see their new captain, Kita Shinsuke staring at you with a kind expression. He smiled softly once you met his eyes.
You quickly blinked away the moisture in your eyes as you replied, “Yeah, yeah. I’m (Y/N). Kita-senpai right?” 
A light blush dusted his cheeks at the fact that you knew his name. 
“Yeah, Coach told me that you were kind enough to become our manager this year even though you have your own practice to attend,” he bowed deeply in front of you making it your turn to blush, “thank you for helping us out!”
“Uh, you’re welcome I guess, but I’m sure your coach also mentioned that I’m getting my fee paid off for this too right? So don’t think too highly of me.”
You tried to laugh but it came out more as a cough. Kita stood up and raised an eyebrow at you. He could see the embarrassment written all over your face. 
“I understand that part but I still owe you thanks. Also, I am the only one of the boys who knows about your financial situation. We can keep it that way if you’d like, it’s really none of their business. However, don’t feel like you have anything to be ashamed of.”
Kita spoke with such certainty and self-assurance that it floored you. You looked away from his intense eyes to study your shoes. 
“I know, but can we please just keep it between us?” You mumbled to the pavement, now also embarrassed that you were embarrassed. 
Kita put a hand on your shoulder and gave you a reassuring squeeze. You looked up at the contact to see another understanding smile grace his lips.
“Of course, I’m really looking forward to working with you this year. As captain and manager we should get to know each other, so would you like to get food after practice with me?”
Kita instantly turned bright red as he realized what he’d said. He was never this forward. When he’d seen you walking up to the gym, he’d felt the need to be the first one on the team who spoke to you for a reason he couldn’t quite understand. Sure, he felt a responsibility to welcome you as captain, but it felt more about talking to the pretty girl before any of the other guys got to you. Kita knew jealousy was an immature feeling, especially when he didn’t even know you, but he’d felt it none the less at even the idea of any of the other guys being your first experience with the team. Now he was basically asking you out, highly inappropriate for your first day but it had just popped out with no intention on his part. 
But then you smiled and he felt like his embarrassment was worth it all.
“That’d be really nice, thank you Kita-san. I’m looking forward to working with you as well.” 
Kita could only muster a nod as he took the bag strap from you and slung it over his shoulder. Then, he ushered you into the gym, holding the door open for you as well of course.
Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad, you thought as you realized that the boys’ team captain was awfully cute.  
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junosmindpalace · 2 years
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Hi! Could you please write some Kita x Reader fluff&romance where they’re in a healthy and happy relationship?
Everyone is happy for them and they’re seen as an ideal couple (and Atsumu’s always complaining about how he wants what they have/ Kita’s so lucky when is it going to be his turn?)
Reader goes to volleyball practice whenever they can to cheer on Kita&the team, and Kita visits Reader’s club whenever he gets the chance to support them and their activities.
Almost every interaction/relationship that I’ve ever had has been toxic/immature/shallow so I would love it if you could write something wholesome/pure/positive! (Please let me live vicariously through these two 😭😭😭)
Thank you so much for indulging us with your writing and I hope you have a great day!!! ♥️
"dating shinsuke kita means..."
i’m so sorry you’ve had so many toxic relationship experiences :( kita would be the absolute best boyfriend i adore him so much!! i've recently been getting back into my hq/jjk phases so i was excited to get a hq request! 
warnings: none <3
words: 1,385
note: i tried a bit of a different formatting! might come back and edit this.
Constructive feedback is always welcome! I’m always looking to improve!
Requests are open! (check my pinned post!)
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dating shinsuke kita means giving and receiving lots of encouragement and support. 
kita loves it when you stop by the gym during his practices. you usually show up when you finish schoolwork and club activities of your own to bring him and the rest of inarizaki’s volleyball team food and beverages. his team adores you for the kindness you show them and for taking care of their seemingly very serious and independent captain. you love to support kita’s passions and are there for every one of his games, always cheering and yelling words of encouragement that kita’s ears set apart from the rest of the noises in arenas and gyms. he’s not one to need motivational words--he’s confident in things he’s proven he can pull off--, but his heart still swells and his lips form a small small at your loving words that only make him more determined to do his best. 
do not think for one second this is one-sided. kita has incorporated visiting your clubroom into his daily routines, whether to observe whatever it is you’re doing or to help you out however he’s capable of. he’s attentive to your hobbies and does his best to familiarize himself with them so he can support you in the best ways possible. you are his s/o after all; the things that matter to you matter to him too. kita admires the goals you’ve set for yourself and how persistent you are in achieving them, and he’s more than willing to help you out along the way, just the same as how you are with him. 
dating shinsuke kita means acts of service.
one of kita’s most prominent love languages is taking care of the people he loves and encouraging their growth through his actions. kita can be a bit cold and harsh with his words, but it’s typically because he finds it important that his intentions are communicated properly with no room for contemplation or misunderstanding. his bluntness overall is good feedback. 
kita’s priority will always be your health, both physical and mental. he likes to cook, and so sometimes he’ll give you healthy snacks he prepared himself at lunch with a treat for when you finish (because there's gotta be a balance). you two fill up each other's water bottles throughout the day because staying hydrated is also very important, and oh, don’t think you can get away with staying up on a school night because kita will know. your sluggish behavior and dark circles are a dead giveaway. again, he can be a bit blunt when confronting you, but he just wants you to be getting your sleep so you don’t lag behind throughout the day. 
as stated, kita is very attentive to your hobbies. he’ll take you to events you expressed interest in and center dates around things you love. one of your most memorable dates was when he prepared a night in for the two of you to try a couple of recipes that ended with watching a movie and eating homemade brownies. he’s taken you to festivals and concerts, to arcades, to the movies; everywhere you can possibly dream of, he’s taken you at least once.
you help kita manage the volleyball club even though you aren’t a manager (the other members, specifically atsumu, have asked you to be several times, though.) and stay up to date on the events that revolve around them. you’ve also tried to familiarize yourself with the sport, and when you subtly bring up the technicalities you’ve learned while the team discusses game plans, your boyfriend is visibly impressed.
dating shinsuke kita means getting complimented. by everyone on everything. 
it seems the two of you are the perfect couple, and you’re constantly being told so. anyone who knows the two of you personally can see how wonderful of a pair you both make, and some people (again, specifically atsumu, who is crying in anguish), are even jealous of how well you and kita work together. kita’s friends are always telling him how lucky he is to have you in his life and he can’t help himself from smiling and saying “yeah, I am lucky” every single time because it’s you. 
your friends are all over your boyfriend as well. they melt every time kita shows you the slightest bit of pda or hear about the sweet things he’s done for you because, wow, shinsuke kita is the ideal guy for so many people, and they grieve over the fact that they don’t have your same kind of love. “when is it my turn?!” they’ll rasp out dramatically while clutching their chest as kita intertwines his fingers with yours, and you’d both chuckle while leaning against him.
what your peers wouldn’t give to have a partner that looks at them the way you two look at each other. 
dating shinsuke kita means he doesn’t shy away from affection.
kita isn’t one to be all over you, but he isn’t one to shy away from pda either. he’s not trying to uphold any reputation, so he’s definitely not embarrassed to let his loving gaze toward you linger or to even kiss you in front of his classmates. 
frequently holds your hand and finds it sooo endearing when you swing them back and forth. he loves to kiss your hands too- the palm, the knuckles, it’s just so simple and so sweet and it makes you flustered as hell which is always an amusing sight. he mostly does it subconsciously, but he always guides you away from anything that he feels might make you uncomfortable or unsafe. the type to subtly move you when walking next to a road so that he’s closer to the traffic and not you, the type to give you a gentle tug away from large crowds or to put his arm around you so you don’t accidentally lose him, just much smaller affectionate acts that put both your minds and hearts at ease. 
casual touching is his favorite form of physical affection because there’s a sense of security in it that you both really love. the casual intimacy of rubbing your arm or back to soothe you when you’re stressed or trying to fall asleep, or when your foreheads are pressed together and you just sigh, taking those moments to recollect yourself and admire your boyfriend- it’s so very heartwarming. the two of you didn’t need to show your love in grand ways, but that didn’t mean kita has never spoiled you before (he’s for sure bought you gifts and taken you out to expensive restaurants. man has class). 
most importantly, dating shinsuke kita means having stability in your relationship. 
kita brings everything you could ever hope to have in a relationship to the table: stability, security, inspiration and encouragement. he always has your back no matter what. you and kita are perfect, not because you never argue or because you’re constantly over each other- that couldn’t be farther from the truth. no, you and kita are perfect because you two have the patience to work through your differences and overcome obstacles in your relationship. you two work so well together because you love and trust each other enough to recognize that there are times where one or the other is busy or needs time to themselves and be okay with it. you love and trust each other enough to sit down and have mature conversations and communicate your wants and needs. 
of course, the occasional argument springs up because the two of you are only human and miscommunications tend to happen, and it’s in your sensitive natures to let things get a bit heated. of course, sometimes these arguments result in an exchange of harsh words and temporary silence while you both reflect on your situation and think about how you want to proceed. at the end of the day, clashes here and there are unavoidable, but it’s about how you both go about handling them that reflects the tenderness of your relationship. 
shinsuke kita believes in commitment, process and self-assurance, but he also believes in hardships, self-improvement and fulfillment. he believes in himself, but he also believes in you. and dating shinsuke kita means you will never have to navigate these things alone.
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adoringhaikyuu · 2 years
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kita x gn!reader
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i feel like kita would care so much for you and he wouldn’t think twice about showing it, it just makes sense to him. if you love someone, you show them.
he’s all about routines and rituals, so he just adds you to his daily routine as well. he integrates you into his life seamlessly, so much so that if feels as though you were meant to be in it.
every morning he wakes up and kisses your forehead, tucking you in before he gets ready for the day. he wakes up real early to tend to his farm duties, so when he knows it’s about time for you to get up, he wakes you up gently, bringing you breakfast in bed or having it ready for you in the kitchen. he can be lenient with his routine there, whichever feels right or more comfortable for you.
he always makes sure you have everything you need, not necessarily that he wants to buy your love, it’s more that he shows his love through being observant and attentive. he makes sure the house is always stocked up on your favorite snacks, your hygiene products, everything. you never run out of anything because he’s always on top of it.
he reminds you to take care of yourself all the time, sometimes silently, adding in vegetables to the meals he gives you, giving you freshly squeezed juice, going on walks with you. he thinks it’s essential to take care of yourself, sure, but he also just loves you and wants the best for you, which is what mainly drives him.
so yes, he makes sure to be bold about his love for you, but he’s a silent lover as well. he doesn’t need to say it out loud, though he does as well, cause his actions say more than enough.
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classyinnie · 2 years
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loving him is like...
彡 kita shinsuke, nishinoya yū ; [gn!reader]  
genre: tooth-rotting fluff
notes: i want someone to dance with me under the moonlight too TT listened to ‘i guess i’m in love’ by clinton kane while writing this, now i’m sobbing
➶ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ¹ ⁽ˢᵘᵍᵃʷᵃʳᵃ⁻ᵏᵃᵍᵉʸᵃᵐᵃ⁾ 
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━━   kita shinsuke;
Loving Kita is like being wrapped with a warm blanket on cold December nights. It's knowing what the other person wants without having to say anything.  It’s comforting words through silent whispers and lingering touches because no one wants to let the other go.
Kita has woken up way before you and he’s ready to start his scheduled tasks. The problem is he can’t bring himself to start it because you’re still in bed. Kita wants to start his day with you. It’s a common approach now, something he wouldn’t change for the world. But you’re making it so much harder for him today, and as much as he can’t wait to tick off the things he needs to do, seeing you this soft and relaxed makes him want to ditch all plans and just stay in.
“Dear, breakfast is going to go cold.” He lightly shakes you but immediately regrets it when he hears a disgruntled hum from the pile of blankets you've cocooned yourself in.
“5 more minutes please.”
Kita sighs but gives in anyway. Seeing how you have no plans on getting up, he comfortably situates himself next to you. He plays with your hair, subtly and gently detangling some of the strands. Watching you in this soft state was a slap of overwhelming emotions to his face.  
And you know what? He can always reheat breakfast, but he can never go back in time. So there and then, he fully slips himself into your cocoon and forgets all his plans.
The movement stirs you awake, “Hey, how about breakfast?” You ask, but you have no plan to get up too. Not now when you’re drunk in peace and content.
Kita kisses your forehead and mumble, “It can wait.”
Loving Kita is as leisure as it gets – knowing full well that you have all the time in the world.
━━ nishinoya yu;
Loving Nishinoya is like walking through a room with no precedence to what you’ll find inside. It’s the sudden rush of adrenaline to challenge life because you know you won’t be facing it alone. It’s whimsical decisions, not planned travels, 3 am trips to the supermarket, or last-minute canceled plans to a formal event because the sudden idea of going to the beach sounds appealing.
To say he was beyond gorgeous right now is an understatement. The moonlight lighting up his cream-colored skin makes you wonder in astonishment at the beauty in front of you.
“Loving the view?” Nishinoya questions, oblivious to your sightseeing.
“It’s lovely.” You finally moved your gaze to the moonlit shore. Noya was right, the weather was pleasant, and it was almost like the sea was singing its lullaby. It’s quite a sight.
“Care for a dance?”
The question caught you off guard; it was barely audible. You would have missed it if you were in a deeper trance staring out at the vast sea. "Right now?" you can't help but laugh incredulously. Despite your puzzled expression, you stood up and took his outstretched hand. It was soft and warm.
“It would be a waste to not put these formal outfits into use.” Noya intertwined his hand with yours, and the other he circled on your waist, pulling you closer.
That's when you notice he's no longer wearing his blazer, his sleeves rolled up, and the top two buttons of his white dress shirt undone. It was nicer to see him relaxed than the composed, almost uncomfortable, stature you both were in a few hours ago. You looked up at him, enjoying his presence and the familiarity of it all.
Swaying in the unexistent rhythm, you whispered, “The view is stunning.” He’s stunning.
The beauty of loving Nishinoya is, of course, him and the spontaneity of it all.
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kitashousewife · 11 months
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kita loves you so much. from the bottom of his heart, with his entire soul, to the moon and back he's in love with you.
which is why he's out in the garden with you at 10:30pm.
it all started about an hour ago while the two of you were relaxing on the couch. kita was reading a book, you were flipping through a cookbook you found in the closet. everything was peaceful and quiet, only the soft hum of the dishwasher in the background, until you shot up with a gasp.
"shin, my ring!"
the search started in the living room, tearing apart the couch cushions and blankets in a frenzy. then you two moved to the kitchen. kita went under the sink to undo the pipes, just in case you dropped it while the two of you did dishes together. you checked the garbage, counter tops, and cabinets. kita hit his head on the bottom of the sink when you let out a rather worrisome groan.
"what's wrong love?"
"i think it's in the garden."
the two of you ran out the door soon after that with flashlights and made a bee line to the garden next to the barn. it's dusk now, sun long gone and the sky coated in a dark purple. you've been apologizing over and over, voice full of worry about the mistake. kita's been nothing but calm, always kissing your cheeks and assuring you it's going to be okay.
while he's been nothing but relaxed smiles, he's actually quite worried.
that ring was not only expensive, but something very heartfelt that he spent weeks putting together. the ring is a family ring from kita's grandmother, with the stone from his great grandmother's ring. it's gorgeous, and looks even better when it's on your finger.
most of all though, it reminds everyone that you're forever his.
"where were ya when ya took it off?"
"right when i started, i took it off to make sure i wouldn't plant it by mistake," you pace in front of the gates, moving the flash light everywhere and anywhere to hopefully catch something sparkling. "maybe i forgot? but i swear i didn't."
kita's heart is racing. he keeps telling himself that it's going to be okay and it's just a ring! but deep down he can't accept that. he's on his hands and knees, feeling around in the dirt for the diamond.
"we'll find it sweetheart, i promise. we just gotta keep lookin'," he grunts as he stands back up, walking towards the new rows of carrots that you made earlier.
"i'm so sorry," you apologize for what must be the 100th time, but your husband just smiles and waves it off.
you wipe your hands off on your jeans for a second, and your stomach drops when something oddly ring-like runs underneath your palm.
"no, no, no," you mumble, shoving your hand into your front pocket to pull out the reason for the now unnecessarily stressful evening.
"what?" kita walks over to you quickly, laughing when he sees the ring in your hand. you throw your head back and groan, but kita only smiles. he takes your now sparkly hand in his, walking back to your house.
"i can't believe that i did that, i'm so embarrassed. i'm sorry shin, i'll be more careful."
he opens the back door for you, patting your bum as you walk in.
"don't worry baby. ya found it, and that's all that matters."
you shuffle into the kitchen and grab the tea pot from the stove, letting out a sigh of relief while you fill it up at the sink.
"in my jeans! of all places,"
kita comes up behind you and rests his hands on your hips. he places a kiss on your cheek and snorts.
"that's the best part," he pokes your side, earning a giggle.
"if it were a snake, it woulda bit ya."
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basilly · 2 years
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i love you
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sypnopsis: the different ways they say "i love you"
includes: tsukkishima, atsumu, akaashi, osamu, & kita
warnings: wc 865, swearing, no pronouns mentioned
creds to @sixosix for these prompts
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tsukishima kei | “you're a dumbass"
now who would he be if he just outright said "i love you"? he shows his affection through relentless teasing- all out of love though.
"kei... i accidentally ran into the table." "what-"
you rubbed your hip, in attempt to soothe the pain. tsukishima stared at you in disbelief.
"it's?? a massive table y/n" "okay and i have ZERO self awareness" "were you looking at your phone?" "... maybe.... look i was listening to that song you sent me-"
tsukishima starts chuckling before wrapping his arms around you. a small yet fond smile grows on his face.
"you're a dumbass"
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miya atsumu | “you could punch me in the face and i would still want you ngl.”
atsumu gets under your skin very often- he has a talent for doing so. but you can't help but adore and love him, he's your precious boyfriend.
you rubbed your temples, trying to register what atsumu was saying. you thought he had been trying to tell you something miniscule.
"'sumu, pause. what are you rambling about?" "i just- i lost the bracelet you gave me and i tried to find it all day, and i thought you'd be mad at me and-"
you almost frowned at the way he was so scared to tell you he lost the bracelet you gave him- which, was like four years ago. you were surprised he had kept it this long.
"oh 'sumu, you should've told me. it's okay, honestly we've had them for so long we should probably get new ones." ".. you're not mad? your not going to like- smack my head?"
you cup his cheeks, placing a small kiss on his nose.
"of course not." "okay- but for the record, you could punch me in the face and i could still want you."
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akaashi keiji | “i trust you. it’s okay.”
akaashi takes special care for his things. they may be well worn, but he magically keeps them in good condition. he will always let you borrow his things, but you do try to keep it exactly how you took it.
"are you sure keiji?"
you carefully caressed a gently worn book in your hands. it was his favorite book- you never got the chance to read it with everything in your life going on, but your schedule was finally calming down.
you were a little worried when he offered it for you to borrow. you already decided you're not going to let any liquids near it and keep it in a plastic bag. whenever you could.
to akaashi, he would let you borrow everything from him- no matter what is was. he placed his hands over yours and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before looking you in the eye.
"i trust you, it's okay. you can borrow whatever you need from me anytime."
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miya osamu | “hey…” [hesitates] “be safe, alright?”
osamu is a worrier, an overthinker. he's cautious when you go out at night alone- he doesn't want you to be in a dangerous situation. but as simply best friends, he is in no place to intrude on your decisions.
"okay- i'll be back in a little bit, just heading to the convenience store." "what? this late?"
he sat back against the couch cushions, reading up on a new cookbook. he had come over again for your weekly movie night but the movie was long over by now. turning his attention to you, he took in your appearance once more.
seeing you- in a comfortable setting, full of domesticity, made his heart ache. he thought of the many times he could have confessed, but he wouldn't ruin anything you had to take the risk.
thus, his "i love you"'s are hidden behind words, actions, and gifts. not that you would ever notice, he hopes.
“hey…” [hesitates] “be safe, alright?”
for now he would hide, thinking of how he's too much of a coward.
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kita shinsuke | “this—” [points at their chest] “—this belongs to you. always.”
he never hid his feelings to you- always straightforward, to the point your legs almost gave out. he never failed to make your face feel hot, ears almost catching fire out of embarassment.
"are you sure you don't want to come?" "it's atsumu's bachelor party! i couldn't"
you sat on the bed, watching kita button up his shirt. atsumu had planned to take his groomsmen to a nearby club- his fiance had immediately shut down the idea of a strip club (which you were glad for). fiddling with your fingers, you couldn't help but sit there anxiously.
"i can just stay home if you don't like the idea of me going."
you sigh before meeting his eye.
"no- it's okay, really."
a moment of silence passed before you spoke up again, timidly.
".. but what if a really pretty girl came up to you?"
kita almost laughed out loud, pausing from finishing up his tie to walk over to you. kneeling in front of you, he took your hands in his.
"y/n. this- "
he gentured to his chest, right at his heart.
"-- belongs to you. always. and this-"
he taps your engagement ring.
"solidifies it."
you laugh out of embarassment, smooshing your face in his neck.
"okayokay."
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mavrintarou · 5 months
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Kita Shinsuke master list
Time stamp
[11:04PM] - A/B/O au [1:05AM] [1:39PM] - soulmate au
Silver Heart
Daddies in December
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folklorebae · 2 years
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𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤
Cast(s)/Genre: Timeskip!Kita Shinsuke & GN!Reader/Fluff
Wc: 0.3k
A/n: Well, my first work in a month? I hope this isn't that bad lol</3
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Kita once stated that he doesn't understand how someone could be nervous when doing something they do routinely. Oh, but look at how the tables have turned now. Shipping his rice to Onigiri Miya is something he always does every three weeks or month but that's not the reason why he feels nervous. It's you, you who work as a logistic manager for Onigiri Miya, managing every supplies and materials for the restaurant.
Sometimes Kita wishes you knew how his heart beat increases when you offer him a drink and your skin touch or the serious look on your face when you're working make his cheeks heat up without warning.
You rub your nose with your knuckle. "Kita-san, I thought Miya-san was in his office, but I just remembered he's out and will be back in two hours."
Only if Kita knew that you're a liar. Osamu is in his office, doing his paperworks. But if you're telling the truth, God knows that he'll take over your job and talk with Kita until your working time ends.
Poor you, you only want to have a chat with him. But who can you blame? He's so magnetic, beautiful inside and out, it would be an honor to interact with Aphrodite's favorite.
"Oh," Kita paused, shoving his hands into his worn-out jeans' pockets. "It's fine."
No one hasn't said anything for a moment. However, Kita finally takes a step forward closer to you, ignoring the feeling of his heart that wildly pounding in his chest.
Kita Shinsuke likes you. A lot.
You give him a shy look when the warehouse lamp illuminates his face, causing you to see his face more clearly. "Kita-san, I–"
"I like you."
Your stomach quickly upends in thrill and anxiety as you stare at him, not believing what your own ears just heard.
"Sorry–"
"I like you too, Kita-san." You confess, before tip-toeing to plant a kiss on his cheek, making him sharply inhale as his cheeks are turning crimson-red.
The second Kita about to open his mouth to speak, a familiar sound of footsteps surprised the two of you.
"I don't mean to interrupt, but what's going on?"
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white-poppie · 2 years
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𝟑:𝟎𝟑 𝐀𝐌
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"Stop it," he whispers, tangling his fingers in your hair. The frayed gleams of moonlight illuminate his face; brows scrunched into a frown, yet you can see his flushed expression in the dark of the night.
"Stop what?"
"Understanding me so well," he hisses from between his teeth, eyes hazily opening and staring at you, yet his eyes are filled with such devotion that you feel like your heart might palpitate out of your chest.
"It feels as if you are reading through me; it's scary and I feel too exposed," he mumbled while nuzzling his nose on your shoulder, shaky breaths causing tremors on his chest.
You felt conflicted about whether you should laugh or not. Instead, you wrapped your hands around his waist.
"You are so much more than your confident and supporting self" you answered, “you are so much more stronger than that and you are allowed to have your weak moments.”
His hand sneaked in your t-shirt, rubbing circles with his thumb on the supple skin on your belly.
 “I just look at you and then realize I love you. It terrifies me; it terrifies me to think about what I would do for you," he mumbles placing open lipped-kisses on the exposed skin of your neck.  
 The hour of twilight  made him vulnerable. It made him crawl out of his shell and be who he really is. Not the extremely supportive and mature him, but its him without any filters-- the humane part of him, the loving part of him and the intimate part of him. The one you would gladly embrace of comfort, for as long as he needs. 
 Kuroo, Ushijima, Daichi, Iwaizumi, Akaashi, Kageyama, Kita, L lawliet, Mitsuya, Draken, Naoto, Kakucho, Bakugo, Izuku, Kirishima, Getou. Kurapika
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muiiruii · 2 years
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pray for the stars to come together
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kita shinsuke x gn! reader
soft angst ; fluff ; a teaspoon of poetry ; exes to lovers ; abstract ; non-linear ; implied death
inspired by: wish - blackbeans ; lyrics translation
it’s always been you collab by @woahsamu
a/n: it’s been awhile since i’ve written anything so please be gentle and i hope you like it !!
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it’s been three years. and oddly enough, he could not feel the weight of your absence even after so long. how could he when traces of you were littered around his home—somehow it still felt like one.
taking a sip of his lukewarm tea, kita watched the stars glistened ever so bright from his balcony. maybe, somewhere deep within his heart, he knew it will work out in the end. as his grandma would always say, ‘if it’s meant to be, it will be’.
of course, he could tell she was affected by your missing presence when she called out your name each time she wanted an orange peeled. perhaps, he even found himself pouring an extra cup of tea whenever he was lost in thought.
you were always present in the little routine they had in their life, and even after three years, even if grandma stops calling you and kita stops grabbing another cup, somehow he could still vividly feel the love you left for him in bits and pieces of memories stored in his precious cookie tin (the same one you used to keep scraps of scribbled poems and letters).
kita loved you, so much so that he realized he might even love the you who he have yet to meet after three years. all he could do was pray to the stars that always accompanied him through the night.
“i wish. . .”
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“don’t you want to know too?”
kita raised a brow at your sudden question, the pen he was diligently using to scribble down notes lifted only for a mere second before he continued where he left off.
“know of?”
“who is going to sit at your grave and talk to you for hours. you know? that kind of thing.”
your feet swung in unison to the tone of your voice while the sparkle in your eyes was brimmed with so much curiosity, he wondered if only you had given the same amount of attention to your studies as you would then also be at the top of your class.
“was that all yer thinking about this whole time?”
“maybe?”
you grinned like an innocent child caught playing around instead of doing their homework.
“would you?”
kita wanted to answer you only after you have finished your work, but just the thought of knowing you will never be by his side again somehow didn’t sit well with him. his heart felt an itch he wasn’t familiar with, and yet through this unfamiliarity did he realize how much of your presence occupied his heart.
“would yer want me to?”
he looked up at your surprised face, a fond smile dotted along his lips when he noticed soft hues of red dusted on the tip of your ears.
“that would be romantic but i feel like you would just be nagging over my dead body if you’re going to talk for hours.”
a sweet chuckle left his lips at your accusation, one in which he found it to be quite endearing. did that meant you had envision growing old with him?
“i think that does sound nice.”
you gasped in the most exaggerated manner you could master as your hand covered your mouth.
“are you saying it’s nice that i’m going to die first?”
sometimes he wondered what goes on in that head of yours, yet it amused him how you would always bring pockets of joy into his life.
“i’m saying it’ll be nice to grow old together with yer.”
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it’s been three years. and oddly enough, you found yourself still holding onto a cup of tea as you watched the faint twinkle of stars hanging in the night sky. from time to time, you would doodle random rice grain on your scripts and even peel an extra orange out of habit.
it was in those little moments did you realize how much of his routine had stuck with you even if you stubbornly refused to follow through it. and in the absence of his presence, you found yourself struggling to keep in touch with reality, for you had never known how he was always the one anchoring you so you would not lost your way back.
sometimes you wondered if it was worth it. moving to a new city, starting afresh and chasing a dream you still was not quite sure of. it was everything you ever wanted, yes, and the more you shared it with everyone you love, the more you believe in it. the more others tried to tell you otherwise, the more certain you were towards it.
yet, somewhere deep within your heart, you knew that if nothing worked out, there was still a place you could return to. you just had a feeling that even if the world were to end the next day, you would still find yourself wanting to be in the comfort of his arms.
a saying you often heard by someone precious to you, ‘if it’s meant to be, it will be.’ and you believe in it. after all, whatever happens will happen. perhaps, maybe the only thing you could do was pray to the little shimmers above you that had been the light to your dark days.
“i wish. . .”
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“yer sure?”
you nodded firmly, albeit the nervousness bubbling in the pits of your stomach at your decision.
atsumu hummed a little too loud, making you shushed him in panic.
“and for how long?”
“three to maybe five years?”
the lad almost blew your cover if you had not reacted quick enough by covering his loud mouth with your hand.
“yer crazy?!”
he whispered-yelled after prying your hand away.
“i don’t know, am i?”
the blonde could not believe the question (even if it was rhetorical) that left your lips.
“did captain say anything about it?”
your silence explained the whole situation as to why you even have to pull him towards the old gym and away from prying eyes.
“did yer think he wouldn’t understand?”
you shook your head, suddenly feeling ashamed of your actions even when you had thought about it a thousand and more times.
“he would. i know he would be supportive and that’s the thing…”
if the whole world was against you, you knew he would still be the one to hold your hand gently and tell you how it’ll be all okay because he just know that was what you needed to hear.
“i don’t want him to say that it’s okay if i’m not by his side. i know i’m being selfish and unreasonable, but i don’t want him to let me go even if i need him to.”
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if only you had known.
“i’m sorry i was too late.”
if only he had been more selfish.
“yer still made it.”
with your eyes darting towards the ceiling in hopes to keep those waves of frustration and sorrow back, a tear or two still slipped from the corner of your eyes as you stubbornly refused to blink them away.
“why…did it have to be this way?”
the words trembled along with your fingers that held the last thing you ever wanted to hold in your life, even if you knew it was inevitable.
“yer would think she said that because she knew?”
oh god, just the thought of her words echoing along with the memories you shared together was enough to bring you down. your heart ached so much as the sight of her smile in the small photo frame in front of you.
‘if it’s meant to be, it will be.’
you wanted to at least make her proud with all her constant nagging of wanting to meet her grandchildren, yet had you known her time was numbered, perhaps you would never leave in the first place.
“i didn’t know—”
“—no one knew what will happen in the future—”
“—two years! it was only two more years i could’ve—”
with gentle arms soothing your back, you spilled every regret, frustration and pain into his shoulder as if everything was a lie. as if this was all a bad dream and you’ll wake up tomorrow studying for your final exams. before you made the stupid decision to leave, to just disappear without a goodbye, and maybe she will still be here nagging for you two to get married soon.
“did she say anything?”
your red puffy eyes did nothing to hinder your nimble fingers as you peeled an orange with ease.
“about yer?”
you nodded, gently placing the finished one next to the alter before proceeding to peel another one.
kita watched as you did what you would always do back in the days, and somehow he could feel the tears prickling the corner of his eyes at the endearing sight of you he had been constantly replying in his mind so he wouldn’t forget. like a routine he wished to be able to relive again.
naturally, he took another teacup and poured you some tea as you broke the orange in half for him.
“she said if yer coming back, she wants to be the first to see us get married.”
you hummed.
“and that she hope yer would stop feeling guilty for leaving because she knew about yer dream.”
you nodded and for once, finally tore your eyes away from her to the stars in front of the balcony.
“i wish we could have just stayed together from the start. even though that wasn’t the initial wish i kept praying.”
kita couldn’t help but chuckle knowing you still had the habit of saying your wishes aloud. his gaze softened at the way you laid right by his side so effortlessly, as if your absence never happened. perhaps, he knew all along that even if it took ten years for you to come back, it would still feel right. you would still fit perfectly like a mold you made him out to be where it’s only right if it’s you.
“yer weren’t the only one praying to the stars, but i guess i would also wish yer were here with me from the start. at least,”
tightening his arms around your frame, he decided it wouldn’t be so bad to be selfish for once.
“i know yer would be here until the end.”
“yes, until we grow old and wrinkly.”
“even if i nag at yer grave for hours?”
you chuckled at the old memory he just had to remind you of. seriously, you couldn’t believe he still remembered something so silly.
“even if you nag in front of our kids and grandkids, i would still love you nonetheless.”
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heyhoneyybunn · 2 years
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| JUST LIKE MAGIC |
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Relationship: Kita Shinsuke x f!Reader
Supportive boyfriend Kita!! 
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The day’s a little brighter. Maybe it’s the small meditation session earlier giving you that extra pump in your step, or the upbeat music ringing in your ear, either way you know today is going to be a good one.
Classes pass quickly and to your relief, you understand all of the content which will definitely save some hours in the next study session. During lunch, the sandwich you’ve been craving stares at you as you scoop up the last one and munch on it while beginning a book you’ve been excited to start reading.
The day only gets better when you head to the gym to greet your boyfriend with your exciting news. Sliding the door open, you’re instantly welcomed by a polished Kita and his rowdy teammates. His hair is wet, still dripping from the shower he must’ve had, his muscles flexing as he takes another swig of water.
You watch as Atsumu leans in to whisper something in his ear, a cocky smirk on his face. After he pulls away, Kita’s warm eyes land on you, a small smile pulling at the corner of his lips. After excusing himself, he takes his leave, readying to walk you home.
“Wait,” he hums, lips tipped down. He grips your shoulders and gently moves you to the inside of the pavement and away from the busy road – effectively swapping your places, “There.”
His chivalrous act turns your brain to mush. Even if he notices your flustered state, he doesn’t say anything – he is a gentleman after all.
“How was your day?” He asks, letting you grab his hand and swing it idly.
Beaming up at him, you relinquish the details of the day. He smiles and nods along adding his own little comments here and there.
“…and then I checked my email...”
He raises a brow, “Heard anything?”
You decide now is as good a time as any to tell him the news, “I got the job.”
He doesn’t jump with excitement, or shriek with joy but he sends you one of those smiles that never fail to make your knees weak. Pulling you in for a congratulatory hug, he plants a soft kiss onto the crown of your head.
“I knew you’d get it,” he murmurs, “well done sweetheart.”
“It’s all thanks to you,” you tell him in earnest. All the practice he went through for your sake on top of his usual work was definitely draining yet he didn’t complain once.
He shakes his head, some of the damp strands sticking out at odd angles, “You did all of the work, I didn’t do much.”
Rolling your eyes at his ‘Kita-like-response’ you drag him through the streets to the bustling main roads, “I’m treating you to a tofu burger.”
There are no objections from his end, it is his favourite food after all, but if you thought he’d just stay quiet and let you pay without any sort of dispute, well, you have another thing coming.
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