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barcelona: a love untold | heartbreak series (hjs)

pairing: han jisung x reader

synopsis: "huwag mo kong mahalin dahil mahal kita. mahalin mo ako dahil mahal mo ako, because that is what I deserve." or “stop saying you love me just because i love you. say you love me because you love me, because that is what i deserve.”

genre: angst, best friends to strangers

word count: 2.0k

series masterist

a/n: hi i’m alive and doing good!! still feeling a bit under the weather but nothing too serious so i got to finish this!! hope you guys liked it 😖😖 i actually was gonna write a happy ending but forgot this is literally called heartbreak series lmao. perhaps in an alternate ending instead who knows 👀 anw pls reblog/comment your thoughts i would rlly appreciate it, thank you ❤️❤️

“congratulations to all of you!” the cheers got louder, echoing around the school gym, and simultaneously, you all threw your graduation caps in the air, celebrating the end of a story and the beginning of a new one.

you can’t believe it. you’ve finally graduated high school. all those sleepless nights of studying and countless exams have finally paid off. you’re now one step closer from going to your dream university. one where you can start fresh.

“you’ve grown so much now,” your mother sniffles, barely being able to contain her tears. “but i know you’ll always be my baby daughter.” she finishes, eyes filled with such warmth and you give her a tight hug, your father joining in as you cry happy tears at this emotional moment.

“of course mom, now stop crying or you’ll ruin both our makeups,” you joke, carefully wiping the droplets on your mother’s cheek using your thumb. your mother does the same to you and your father gives you a head pat, laughing slightly at the both of you.

“i’m proud of you yn, you’ve become a wonderful woman.” your father smiles warmly, giving you a light squeeze, and while pulling away he adds, “but just because you’ll be in college soon doesn’t mean i’m letting you go wild and date boys.”

“dad!” you whine, feeling embarrassed, and you playfully slap your father on the shoulder, which only elicits a chuckle and a ruffle of your hair. “what? i’m just protecting my only daughter. besides, australia is a huge and unknown place, who knows who you’ll meet there.”

“well lucky for you, i’m not interested in dating anyone.” which technically isn’t a lie but not the truth either. you don’t want to date just anyone since you already had your eyes set on someone else.

unknowingly, that someone else happens to be heading towards your direction right at this moment, with both your parents looking behind you. when you see their faces instantly morphing to one of fondness, you can immediately tell who they are looking at.

“yn!” you hear his voice before you see him, and when you turn around you are greeted with your best friend, the person you have been in love with ever since you learned what love is.

he flashes you an infectious smile that you couldn’t help but reciprocate, his pearly white teeth on full display as he gently pulls you into a tight hug. his parents are trailing behind him as they walk towards your parents.

“i can’t believe we graduated!” jisung exclaims, jumping up and down with you still trapped in his embrace, which causes you to move along with him.

“jisung-ah, please stop, i can't breathe—!” you manage to let out before he pulls away, eyes apologetic and a pout adorning his lips.

“sorry, i just missed you so much i couldn’t help it.” you can’t control the blush that starts to show onto your face and you scoff, looking away quickly in hopes he didn’t notice.

“you literally just saw me this morning, you big baby.” you tease, giving his forehead a little flick to which he responds with a dramatic ‘ouch!’.

jisung then proceeds to greet your parents, hugging them and then congratulating him on his achievements. you do the same with his parents and when you are done exchanging words, you both excuse yourselves.

you both arrive at the school rooftop, and once you close the door, you both heave a sigh of exhaustion.

“i still can’t believe high school is over.” jisung speaks first, his eyes fixated on the sunset as he rests his arms on the railings.

“yeah…” you mumble as you approach him before standing next to him and looking at the sunset as well. “now the real shit begins.”

this gets jisung to laugh, yet he still has this solemn look on his face. “you know, we only have one thing left on our bucket list before college.”

“travel to barcelona together, right?” he hums in affirmation, playing with the hems of his toga as he awaits your response.

“well we did agree to find a date first, so we can’t really do that.” you shrug nonchalantly, although you were anything but. the truth is, you didn’t want to date anyone else but him so you never actively sought out other people.

however, you can’t say the same for him. you’ve actually been tiptoeing around him a bit for the past few weeks ever since he and lia broke up, so it’s still a relatively fresh wound.

you remember waking up in the middle of the night to jisung knocking on your bedroom window, and when you let him in he broke down. it was your first time seeing him look so dejected, you weren’t sure what to do. he had sobbed quietly in your arms the whole night, and the only thing you could do was comfort him.

you don’t know the exact reason why they broke up, just that jisung told you that it had been his entirely fault. you want to believe him, though a part of you wishes to resent lia and blame her for everything, but you know you couldn’t do that. instead you just have to live with the fact that jisung will never see you that way and now that you’ve graduated and are moving to another country, you think you’re finally ready to accept that.

“who says we can’t be each other’s date?”

you think god is playing with you.

you whip your head to face jisung, only to find the serious look plastered on his features. you furrow your eyebrows in confusion and he notices, getting ready to explain. “i mean, we’ve been friends for years now, right? it seems like the only logical solution since we know each other better than anyone else, so why don’t we start dating?”

you continue to stare at him, unsure of what to do anymore. you never would’ve thought this would happen, but you have an inkling as to why he’s doing this.

“jisung… i know you’re still hurting but this isn’t the way to cope—” he cuts you off by grabbing both your hands in his, catching you by surprise.

“i’m being serious, yn. i want to try this, i want to see how this goes—and if it doesn’t work out then we can go back to being just friends, i promise! just give me a chance.” he pleads, puppy dog eyes on full display since he knows you can’t resist it. you almost give in, but you know this is only going to end in heartbreak, yours specifically. because you know you could never go back to just friends once you start dating.

you also know it wouldn’t last long especially since you’re moving away soon.

“jisung, i’m moving to australia.” you finally drop the bomb as you pull your hands from his and dart your eyes to look at the sunset instead.

you hear him mutter a ‘what?’ under his breath and when you glance at his reaction you see a mixture of what seems to be hurt and betrayal.

“why? when are you moving? why are you telling me this now?” jisung bombards you with questions, running a frustrated hand through his once perfectly styled hair as he waits for your answers.

“i wanted something new and exciting, like a new beginning.” you try to explain, keeping your voice calm as you begin to see jisung’s eyebrows furrow even more. “i’m moving next week and i only told you now because i knew you’d react like this.”

“like what yn? like i was betrayed by my own best friend? of course i’d react like this! how would you feel if i told you i’d be leaving the country in less than a week without any warning? and what about barcelona?” he asks you and you have nothing to say, knowing that you would react the same way. you were just being selfish and immature.

jisung takes your silence as confirmation and angrily paces back and forth. “i just don’t get it, why would you want to move away from here? away from me? have i just misunderstood everything?”

his last question confused you, making you wonder what he was talking about. “what do you mean misunderstood? am i missing something?”

this seems to fluster jisung as he now begins to stumble over his words.

“uhm—i mean, it’s just that i—uh kind of overheard you talking about your feelings for me—?” you interrupt him with a loud gasp, feeling a sudden wave of embarrassment rush through you.

you were so stupid, how could you let yourself be exposed so easily? as dramatic as it sounds, you feel like your life is officially ruined.

“…how long have you known?” you ask hesitantly, yet you were afraid of what the answer may be.

jisung seems to contemplate on what to say but eventually gives in. “i knew the day after the break up. i went to your place that morning and i heard you talking on the phone. you said you planned on confessing but ended up not doing it because lia and i just broke up and you didn’t want to overwhelm me.”

you were about to open your mouth to say something but jisung is quick to cut you off. “—but! please, hear me out. i like you too, yn. hell— i may even love you! and before you worry about lia, i promise you we’re not like that anymore. it’s just that you’re the one person who’s always been there for me and i was too blind to see it.”

your head was spinning, you’re not sure how to respond. yes, you want to go through the easy route and just accept his confession. you know how badly you want to just ignore all those times he unknowingly broke your heart by choosing everyone else but you. yet you’re aware that it isn’t the right choice.

because you’ve already accepted the fact that jisung will never be in love with you.

“i know you don’t mean that, so please let’s just forget this happened before one of us gets hurt.” you bite your lip to suppress yourself from saying more and jisung frowns, a mix of emotions showing on his features.

“then what do you want me to do so that you’d believe me?” he takes a step closer before gently tucking the stray hair behind your ear. he then cups your jaw, caressing it ever so slightly as you try to regulate your increasing heart rate.

“i’ll only believe you if you stop saying you love me just because i love you. say you love me because you love me, because that is what i deserve.” you whisper, and jisung wouldn’t have heard it if it weren’t for the fact that your faces were now only inches apart from each other.

“i love you.” his lips muttering those words were the last thing you see before you feel it press down your own. he kisses you like you’re the last bit of oxygen left in this world. he kisses you like he wants to kiss you. he kisses you like he loves you. and you kiss him back.

until you hear a ring. at first you both ignore it, continuing to wallow in each other’s presence. however the annoying sound wouldn’t stop, so you both begrudgingly pulled away.

you regret this soon after once you find out it was jisung’s phone, and the caller was none other than his ex girlfriend herself. what hurts more is the fact that he still had her number saved with a heart, clearly still not over her.

you start to feel the burning sensation in your eyes and you attempt to blink repeatedly to prevent the tears from falling but it only gets worse.

“wait, yn— i can explain!” jisung speaks before quickly mutes his phone and shoves it back in his pocket.

“explain what, jisung? that you’re still in love with your ex and i’m just a rebound to you!?” you exclaim, emotions clouding your judgement, making irrational yet you didn’t care.

“i—“ jisung sutters over his words, not even bothering to form coherent sentences and that’s when you understood everything.

god you were so delusional. why would you think jisung would fall for someone like you anyway? especially if he’s still hung up over his ex. you really are the biggest idiot.

“fuck you han jisung. fuck you and all your empty i love yous and promises.” and that was the last thing you say before you decided he was no longer in your life.

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soranihimawari · 5 months

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Piece by Piece

A singleparent!au featuring Kita Shinsuke & one kickass paralegal!reader (y/n-san)

Kita is going to be a bit bitter, a bit unkind, and ultimately comes around to knowing that whether or not he steps up to the plate as a parent or not, yn will be there for the child no matter what.

Rating: T/M (teen to mature because of theme)// angst -> fluff

Pairing: Kita Shinsuke x One Night Stand// Kita x Lawyer YN

Word count: tbd

because in another timeline, this kid is definitely either a gojo or a kita...lolol

it's the holidays in your office in an extremely small town. not very many lawyers typically drive by the open rice fields and farmlands for the city outskirts of hyogo, yet here you were in your little station wagon with a sleeping toddler in the backseat. the little guy was so beat after a long day of paperwork, packing, and travel. he was no older than three and a half, his mother surrendered her rights as she had been scouted abroad and could not find anyone to take her son in. the issue was the kid, who was both an accident and a surprise, happened when she asked her former neighbor from middle school to have this one night stand right before college graduation.

it was an odd thing to hear since usually by that time, people would either have confessed their harboring crushes between middle school and college, yet you can clearly see time was of the essence. the son, or in this case, keita-kun (or 'kk' as you affectionately called him), was the result of such a one night stand. you read and re-read the file so many times, you were flabbergasted to find out you had to travel to your own roots to visit an old friend. would the rice farmer with sharp features and even stricter self-discipline believe your story? would he turn you away at the bitter mention of his one night stand counterpart?

you pause your what-ifs worse case scenario spiral at the stop light right before making the left turn to the rice paddies of one kita-farms. checking your rearview mirror, you see the boy still asleep in his child safety seat, clutching a little plush rabbit which you had bestowed upon him to be brave in the courtroom when his mother had basically legally abandoned him. you stepped in as a guardian on behalf of the prefecture and it's laws regarding minors. however, you think visiting an old friend during an impromptu alumni reunion trip is probably not the best idea, yet it was the only idea. you don't know how, but sunarin and even under the tutelage of ojiro aran, you were coerced to bring the tyke with you.

so, on a friday night, at 18:57 sharp, you pull into the driveway of kita's family home. there's a willow tree the family had planted for his now deceased obaa-san, and you look up beyond the dashboard to the sky, praying she'd guide you somehow from beyond. the little boy stirs, and you gently call his name to him as you get out of the car to open the rear passenger door. by the way, the station wagon you drove was a repurposed police car thanks to your cousin from miyagi winning the police academy auction. regardless, you wake keita a little more. looking now at him, there is no way in disputing the child is kita shinsuke's direct offspring: naturally dualtoned hair; golden eyes; tanned skin from playing outside; the nose of the woman who birthed him (the only featured keita inherited from her); and such a calm demeanor.

"remember keita, if you ever feel uncomfortable, you come running to me and i'll protect you," you say gently to him, unfastening his seatbelt.

"even if papa doesn't like me at first?" keita asks. his voice is so quaint, but you know it's filled with worry and nerves.

"mmhm, but i wouldn't count on him not wanting you," you say. "do you want me to carry you inside?"

keita nods, yawning a little more. "arigatou lawyer-san."

inside, the gathering is in full swing when you knock on the door. atsumu greets you first with the door swinging wide open and silence befalls the living room.

"you had a kid?" atsumu asks bewildered. "why does he look like kita...?... oh my god."

"miya atsumu, this boy isn't mine," you sigh. "he's my responsibility if..."

you scan the room and see kita look paler than normal.

"if his father doesn't want him. his mother surrendered her rights to be his relative five months ago. we couldn't get his birth records from the hospital he was born in burned down a few weeks into the shut down from 2020..."

the door is shut behind you, keita turns to look around the room. there's so many guys he feels overwhelmed by their size he curls back into you and is a little withdrawn, but he observes with his eyes. he takes into account who you're close to. you're offered a seat by sunarin who asks the boy's name.

"how rude of me, sorry kk. guys, this is keita. go on, you can say hello, yeah?"

keita nods and he pushes himself off me, yet he sits in my lap a bit and repreats: "hi i'm keita." to everyone in the room.

we all wait until kita's reaction to having me hold his child registers in his mind.

"i'm kitashin," is all kita says to us both before announcing the firepit should be hot enough to start grilling, so he leaves.

"kita?" you hand keita to sunarin for a bit since he's good with kids and keita seemed comfortable with your best friend within the group. "keita, stay with sunarin. i'm sure you'd love to hear all the stories about the chuppets bets we did as kids, yeah?"

"mmk," keita smiles softly and i kiss his forehead and suna gives me a hopeful look. the rest of the guys do too.

"kita's pissed," atusmu whispers lowly to his brother and gintama.

"but my question is, why did y/n-san take the case? did the one night stand lady trust y/n-san only to tell kita all this?" ojiro asks.

"...mama didn't like me very much," keita says holding his rabbit plushie tighter. "she said i was a mistake."

"kid, that's a little dark," suna replies holding the boy a little closer.

"but y/n-san said i wasn't a mistake, so she asked me if i wanted to get away from the city hall and mr judge said it's ok, so i went," keita sniffles a bit and five former volleyball teammates (two of which were headed to the next world's competition) calm down a very anxious three year old.

the twins and suna try to cheer him up and eventually the rest also so, filling keita’s head of stories of yesteryear when we were all carefree and foolish.

meanwhile, you chase down kita outside in his family patio. he stares at the charcoals and watches the fire crackle and burn the embers into the atmosphere. he places a few ears of corn on the grill top when you are clocked by his peripheral.

"how could you not tell me?" kita's voice is shaken and a bit perturbed. “did you ever think to—?!”

"she asked me not to," your calm demeanor persuades him to exchange a look with you. "it would be a breach of contract, you know that in my line of work it’s binding!”

you cross your arms over your chest and huff out a breath. running was not your strong suit, but you approach the fire and the man in front of it wondering what changed to have him be this harsh.

"you're just deflecting," he is angry, his voice is even in tonality.

an unbelievable thought occurred in your head. was the news that jarring for kita perhaps he’d never want to be involved with his boy’s life? the responsibility too great on his profitable farming shoulders would make him suffer a loss, not a gain? who was he to tell you about deflecting? you’re doing the best you can to, but at least you wouldn’t leave keita and others like him in his kid-sized shoes—kita seemed like he was weighing those options in his head.

"me?" you scoff. "i wasn't the one who called my office and told me he thinks he made a mistake with a woman he barely even acknowledged in middle school!"

that was a low blow and you know it. the ammunition in your tone registers as something kita rarely called someone.

"you're bitter," kita almost bites back a laugh.

"...? why do you think that?"

"you're bitter because i had a one night stand with someone who wasn't you, who’d never be you."

"excuse me?”

your voice cracked as you winced at what he said. turning your way, kita sees the face of an old friend who has literally moved mountains in unwanted foster children’s cases; someone who puts themselves last in case their friends needed support; and the words that wound the psyche are transparent.

the truth hurts, it stings like a wasp to the heart. immediately, kita picks up reality of the harshness of his words and he sees the tears well up in your eyes. quivering but steady, you give up for today and being the peacekeeper you were normally perceived to be, you wipe your face twice as tears of frustration fall down the cheeks kita missed for so much longer than his pride would like to admit, you tell him to not come closer as he starts his apology.

“you said enough, kita. i won’t push any more—keita’s going to be staying with me a while.”

you turn on your heels and before you leave the farmer to tend to his grilled corn, you leave him with this knowledge:

"kita keita, three years old. born in the spring equinox. birth weight was six pounds, four ounces. currently 3.5 years old and 36 inches tall…h-he’s allergic to nothing,” kita sees you struggling with some of the words, but you continue. “keita is strong willed and quiet. loves to chase rabbits and it’s kind to strangers. he met me on the porch of the boys’ home in tokyo when hanma broke up with me and keita gave me the rest of his gummy bears... umm… he is an avid reader although he’s younger than most kids who can. adores the smell of rain after a sunshower...”

your shoulders slump as you deflate, not registering how with every insight you give kita, he’s moving closer to only be out of your reach by centimeters that turn to a few feet when you put the final nail in this conversation:

“i just thought you might want to know more about your son before i sign the legal guardian papers since neither of his parents wanted to take him in and consider his existence a mistake or inconvenience of the universe when really all he needs is someone who deserves the chance to raise him properly with a good heart even in the worse circumstances."

seconds after you leave kita's patio, he sees you walk back into his living room through the sliding glass door, pick up keita from suna's lap. you explain things weren’t going to work out here, the others you’re with were giving you some suggestions on what to do or wonders what happens now? keita, empathetically hugs you tighter when he seemed to settle on your hip, turning his back toward where his father stood, watching you comfort his boy saying soft words.

a few minutes go by and you’re shown the door by ojiro this time.

“kita’ll come around. give him time, yn.”

you nod when you’re handed a a soda and juice box to go by the others, you walk toward your car. kita is sprinting toward you coming from the side door of his family home. keita's in your arms telling you a friend who looks like him is running after you both. you close your eyes and pause your walk a bit before hearing the foot steps of kita slightly jogging behind you both.

"huh?" you shift keita on your hip when kita slows to meet you. "come to yell at me again?"

kita shakes his head, "no."

"then what are you here for?"

keita looks between his birth father and you. the story in his little head isn't like the disney movies he saw at the foster home. it rarely ever is, yet when keita sees kita press his forehead against yours and his arms pull you three closer together, keita visibly relaxes. kita holds you both very close and he chooses his path.

"i'd want to take care of keita," kita says against your cheek. "with you."

"...can we think about this tomorrow over coffee? i have to check in to our hotel on fourth street and third avenue. stop by the lobby at 8a.m.?"

"deal."

[[one month later]]

kita waits with you after keita's fever landed him in the pediatric emergency room. you never had to deal with keita's fevers being so high during flu season. panicked and frightened, you called kita, who thankfully decided to meet you at the hospital clinic. kita calms you down while keita is heard coughing and wheezing.

"he was just fine a few hours ago, and i thought the fever reducer would worked. and-and-i didn't know who else to call," you pace and kita, bless him, holds your shoulders and tells you you did good.

"...the rest is up to keita," kita holds you and you break down because this kid of his has been through enough. you made sure keita at least goes to spend time with kita at least twice a week since your coffee appointment that time in hyogo. keita has seen so much and learned about the life cycle of plants and he never wants to leave once his father tells him you're on the way.

presently, once keita is sedated and situated in his little bed, the doctors walk out of the room to speak with the next of kin.

"i'm his legal guardian, this is his father, doctor," you introduce yourself to each other.

"what's wrong with my boy?" kita asks, you realize his voice trembles, so like any old friend would do, you hold his hand, squeezing the sides of it in a supportive manner.

"keita's fever was very, very high. bringing him here post ice bath was a good idea... um. i hope pronounce this right, y/n-san?"

"mmhm."

the doctor continues to explain that keita has a respiratory infection that can be treated by amoxicillin or the equivalent of it. you need to stay overnight as the legal guardian, since your name matched all the paperwork for keita.

"however, can i get a copy of his records?" you inquire. "i'm a family lawyer by trade and i want to make sure keita-kun was well taken care of by his mother before she abandoned him?"

kita turns to look at you bewildered his counterpart during the probable first and single memorable time he's ever had sex with someone was with a person who would consider a child an unfortunate mistake.

"yes, yes i can. let me call records and have them print out a copy for you both, ok?" doctor nods before he heads down to another patient room post giving us the ok to go into keita's room.

keita's peacefully sleeping in his superhero pajamas, his little body buried beneath the blankets keeping him cool and warm at a healthier temperature. you move to sit on his bed and kita takes the rollaway chair and he looks between you and his boy.

"irina-chan abandoned him?" kita is mortified.

"she surrendered her parenting rights," you correct. "i came to pick up keita the night before driving to your place last month...i didn't remember that the rest of the old team were coming over too until ojiro and suna told me."

there were steady beeps of keita's vitals echoing in the room. bold numbers illuminate the screen.

"y'know he called me the guardian star once," you chuckle a little. "it was after we met for the first time and i was letting him play in the playground of the boys' home in tokyo a little later than most kids."

kita is bemused by this.

"guardian star, huh?"

you nod. "you think you can do one better?"

"sure can: glue."

"glue? i'm not a school supply, kita."

"yn, you stuck with him when he needed an adult the most. i bet irina-chan would have lost her mind if she had to take him here..."

"even when you weren't sure you wanted to take him in?"

kita nods, "but that's changed. clearly."

keita stirs a bit and he opens his bronzed eyes.

"hey buddy," you brush his hair out of his face. "ya gave us quite a scare."

"mm...?"

"go back to sleep, keita-kun," you curl a finger and stroke his soft cheek and he pulls himself back to slumberland. you whisper the next part of the conversation that needed to be had with kita.

"last night, he asked me why i wasn't with you. can you believe that? keita loves it when you and i are near, have you noticed how he’d run into my apartment the several times you walked us to our door? i’m wondering if does it on purpose to see if you’re going to make a move or not…”

you shake your head at the audacity of this kid asking you to ask kita something that personal.

"well, why aren't you?" kita looks up at you and you freeze. "you already are taking great care of my boy while i sort my own problems out, but the kid's got a point. why aren’t you with me?”

you stay silent, but you hum a lullaby kita didn’t realize you memorized. he is stunned as keita leans closer to you and nudges you in his sleep and you pat his hair to the side, a hand on his chest when you sing the last note: “…and i will stay.”

“granny sang that to me,” he sighs, leaning down on the bed and he looks up at you, the light framing my outline. “you memorized it?”

“had to when keita asked me about how you were as a child…and to answer your question: you never asked me to stand with you shinsuke. i would have stayed back home in hyogo too if you asked me to before i left to pursue law school on scholarship.”

kita is thrown off by the nonchalant way you say you would have stayed when he tried to find the words at twenty years old to ask you to stay—his granny was dying and when she passed, he felt he needed to have some emotions be brought back to him. it’s why when irina, keita’s mother decided not to tell anyone about her boy’s father, returned she offered to make kita feel things again. sex was simply transactional and perhaps in his grief, he was a bit unsafe trusting the word of the woman who would birth his child only to abandon him to pursue her own dreams abroad.

“say it again,” kita now stands in front of you. you honor he maneuvered up out of his chair, cheeks a tinted hue; he seemed determined again about something you said so you repeat the first part and you hone in he wants to say his name again. kita observes the way your lips formulate the syllables of his name; it’s hypnotizing to him. you say keita’s name so effortlessly and kissed with a kindness kita didn’t know he missed.

“say what again? …oh? did you want me to say …your name?shinsu—mm?”

kita doesn’t know when it happens and neither do you, but he suddenly found himself pressing his lips against yours seemingly lighting his dimly lit world into one of technicolor. his hands stay close to your face, steadying your neck when your lips linger each other’s.

“s-shinsuke…why?”

your voice is barely above a whisper and you feel him press his forehead against yours like the first night he ran around his house to stop you from leaving. his hand holds yours just as tightly, if not tighter than when he held his sleeping son’s hand in the bed behind you.

“i never noticed how my name could sound when someone who loves me says it.”

you chuckle, remembering that was what one of the hot topics your group chat with the boys™️ from inarizaki sent back as a reply to your question of how to confess after almost a decade and a half of wondering if their former captain ever felt the same about you.

“i’ll say your name for as long as this,” taps his chest. “stays true.”

kita nods before you slide your lips atop his and come the following morning, keita wakes to see you asleep bridal style on his father’s lap on the recliner provided in the room, your head pressed against kita’s chest.

“win for lawyer-san and papa! yesss!” keita whispers to himself and in true toddler fashion, finds the nearest cell phone and somehow takes ten plus photos of you asleep in kita’s hold.

[[three months later]]

courts make you confidence. holding court, makes you nervous. however, being a client for another half of a custody case is quite interesting. the judge and adjudicator of the case for keita's parentage looks between you and kita from her bench. keita has fully adjusted into being a part of kita's life and vice versa. sure, there are growing pains and other hurdles you're sure to help out, yet, here you three were, ready to become a family unit.

"...if no one objects, then i rule this case, file 4323, legal guardianship and parenting rights instated of kita keita, be awarded to y/n, yn and kita shinsuke. congratulations everyone."

you had stayed up late the night before typing out the case notes and kita finds you in the kitchen while he let you stay the night. he makes you some chamomile tea before asking you why you're so adamant about following this through.

"because i aged out the system at seventeen," you say nonchalantly. "i aged out the system and remembered all the cases like keita's. and i'm doing this out of the love and respect i have of you although you almost lost it when i sprung keita's existence to you. you've earned it back ever since that night in the pediatric e.r. with him. you stayed and changed my opinion on you as a father figure. keita needs his father."

"but he also needs his lawyer advocate too," kita chuckles before taking a sip of his tea as well.

in the present, kita keita, now four years old, walks down the street of the family courthouse, grasping the hands of his newly-minted parents. somewhere else in hyogo, inside a house, a huge vase of forget-me-knots is tied with a ribbon addressed to you along with a long overdue question that needed to be answered with a tearful yes and even more prominent kiss.

#sora after hours #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst

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pag-alpas · 2 years

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𝗣𝗢𝗢𝗟 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗬

pairings ‣ lee haechan x female reader

genre ‣ mature content

written in taglish | oral (m receiving), nipple play, spitting | word count : 647 | not proofread !!

BIRTHDAY ni jeno ngayon – your blockmate, at inimbitahan ka niya para sa pool party niya. pool party daw ang naisip niyang theme or concept para maiba naman daw. it's his 22nd birthday and you bought a birthday for him noong isang araw dahil nakakahiya naman kung pupunta ka nang wala man lang dala.

naimbitahan rin naman ang mga kaibigan mo kaya sure kang hindi ka mabobored or ma-a-out of place. kasama mo ngayon si jaemin at chenle na umiinom ng alak, kadadating lang ni chenle at inaya agad si jaemin uminom.

hinubad mo yung shorts at crop top na dinoble mo dahil nakasuot ka naman ng two piece underneath, considering that this is a pool party, you even bought the two piece noong bumili ka ng regalo for jeno. iniwan mo naman muna yung dalawa sa kubo at saka ka lumusong sa pool since kaunti pa lang naman ang tao at ayaw mo pang uminom.

while at the pool, you saw a guy with pink highlights. actually, kanina mo pa siya tinitingnan dahil mukhang hindi siya maka alis sa pool sa hindi malamang dahilan kaya hindi mo na napigilang lapitan at kausapin.

“hi! i'm yn.” you introduced, smiling at him.

“hello, i'm haechan. kaibigan ka rin ni jeno?” tanong naman niya.

you nodded, “are you okay though? kanina pa kita tinitingnan, parang hindi ka mapakali.”

nag dalawang isip man ay sumagot si haechan, “actually.. i – no, nevermind.”

natawa ka naman, “sige na, ano ba yon? maybe i could help, you know.”

“uhm, you see.. i was actually about to leave the pool, but..” he answered saka tumingin at sinenyas ang ibaba niya.

kaya pala hindi siya maka alis ng pool kasi nakatayo ang alaga niya at kanina pa raw niya iniintay na bumaba. you're a virgin at curious ka so..

“can i touch it?” deretso mong tanong.

haechan was a little taken aback to your question, pero since you're curious – “sure.”

ipinasok mo ang kamay mo sa short niya para hawakan ang tite niyang nakatayo. kayong dalawa na lang naman ang nasa pool dahil nagsipuntahan sa videoke yung iba.

hindi naman napigilang mapaungol ni haechan nang hawakan mo ang hiwa ng tite niya gamit ang hinlalaki mo. nag twitch naman ito sa kamay mo.

“pwede din ba kita hawakan?” tanong ni haechan sayo.

you nodded. sinoot ni haechan ang kamay niya sa two piece bra mo. when he felt that your nipples are hard, he pinched it with his two fingers at saka pinaglaruan at pinisil-pisil. you bit your lips at the feeling.

you removed your hands on haechan's cock and you removed haechan's on your breasts, “tara sa cr.”

nang mahatak mo si haechan sa cr ay nilock mo agad ang pinto. sa totoo lang, wala ka naman talagang balak na mangyari to ngayon dahil gusto mo lang ienjoy ang pool party ni jeno, but you can't resist haechan. at isa pa, nandito na rin naman kayo, so why not continue?

“sige pa.. you're so good at this, fuck..” ungol ni haechan habang bumabayo sa bibig mo.

after a lot of making out sa loob ng cr, you're not sucking his big cock. natuwa ka naman nang marinig ang sinabi ni haechan dahil first time mong gawin to.

“lalabasan na k – hmm!” he whimpered at saka nilabasan sa bibig mo. “did you swallow it?”

you nodded at saka ipinakita sa kaniya ang bibig mo na wala ng laman.

he smirked, “you did so good for me, now it's your turn.”

hinubad ni haechan ang two piece mo habang nilalaplap ka. hanggang sa bumaba ang halik nito sa dede mo, sinisipsip at dinidilaan ang utong mo. lalo ka pang naturn on nang duraan ni haechan ang utong mo.

he was about to eat you out when someone chenle knocked on the door, “hello, may tao po ba diyan?! ihing-ihi na ko oh!”

#nct dream smut #lee haechan smut #donghyuck smut #nct smut #nct dream fic #nct dream imagine #haechan fic #haechan imagine #fic: pool party

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euphoricimagination · 8 months

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Summary: Two weeks have passed since the preliminaries, Nationals starting tomorrow with the opening ceremony. Since Nekoma didn’t classify, you technically couldn’t go there, but nothing it's going to stop you from seeing your foxes again.

Kenma x reader; Haikyuu x reader

Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11

From the beginning

“Guys, are you all here?” you call them as you enter into the gym

“Yes chibi, what happened?”

“Nothing much, just some info. On Friday all the gyms will be closed, the school is going to do an inspection, so we don’t have practice on the afternoon”

“Thanks for telling us chibi” says Yaku as you sit next to him “Nationals start tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, did your friends arrive already?” asks Kenma sitting on your other side, eyes on his phone

“They should be arriving to Saitama soon; they need to be in the opening ceremony tomorrow”

“Oh yeah, their first match is on Friday morning, right? Well at least you can go and see them on the weekend” Kuroo says with a smile

“Oh, I’m going to see their first match, thank God we can’t practice on Friday”

“How? It’s in the morning, you would have to ditch school to be able to see them” Yaku asks confused before sighing at the realization of your plan “Yn-chan, do you think your friends will be ok with you ditching school for them?”

“Well, Kita-san will probably scold me a bit, the rest like me too much to get mad at me”

“Oh…then what about your mom? Do you think she will be okay with you not coming to school?”

“Oh yeah, you don’t know my mom, she and my brother are going too. The moment they knew about the guys going to the Nationals she asked for the time so we could go”

“Your…mom…is letting you and your little brother ditch school to go to see a volleyball game?” asks Yaku dumbfounded

“Yeah, pretty much”

“It’s just a day, and it’s not like chibi-chan or her brother neglect school and have bad grades anyway” adds Kuroo

“I feel like we should have expected something like this from chibi-chan”

“Well, Yn always does something different to what I expect, it’s hard to read her sometimes” Kenma says nonchalantly

“I don’t know if I should take it as a compliment or not…anyways go back to practice” you stand up, making them stand up too

Friday came in, and since Saitama it’s quite far, you had to wake early to arrive at a good time. Yesterday after practice you made some onigiris for the boys, and just like he promised, Kenma kept you company. Despite saying he was going to play the whole time, he still helped with the instructions and other little things.

You go out of your house stretching your arms when you saw two figures in front of you

“What are you doing here?”

“C’mon chibi-chan, you really thought we will let you go alone?” says Kuroo smiling at you, coming over to rub your hair before whispering “Kenma wanted to go with you, but I didn’t tell you anything”

“Guys hi! I didn’t know you were coming” your mom greets them

“Hey miss, yeah sorry, you don’t mind us joining you, right?”

“Of course not! You guys are always welcome, we should get going though”

You start walking towards the subway, Kuroo talking to your brother about his interest in volleyball and if he wanted to play, trying to see if he can get him into playing, while you and Kenma walk together, him looking at his phone like usual

“Thank you for coming with me, Ken”

“Of course” says pausing his game to look at you with a tired smile “It’s important to you”

You arrived to Saitama and went to the gym, which had a lot of people inside ready to play and watch. Inarizaki's first match was at 10:00 am, and you arrived at 9:40, plenty of time to look for them. You walked around through the sea of bright uniforms when you saw a group with the contrasting black uniforms ahead of us.

“…so we should try to break their formation as soon as we can” you hear Kita say as you get closer

“Yeah, I was thinking I could use…chibi-chan?” Atsumu noticed you right then, making the team look to where he was looking “CHIBI-CHAN!” says standing up alongside Osamu and Suna. Atsumu is the first one to hug you, followed closely by the other two, crushing you into a big group hug. The rest of the team, except for Kita and the first years that you didn’t know, come to join the hug

“Oh my god guys, let go” you chuckle

“Shut up and let us love ya, we missed ya lots Chibi” Atsumu squish you even harder

“I missed you too, but I still need to breath”

“Guys, let her go” says Kita making the team slowly move away while rubbing your hair, your three idiots best friends standing close by “I should scold you for not being in school, but I’ll let it go for now. I hope you have good grades and that you didn’t force your friends to miss school with you”

“My grades are good and no, I didn’t force them” you go to give him a quick hug

“Good, then I’m glad you’re here, we did miss you a lot”

The four of you go back to where your cats are, Atsumu and Osamu playing around with your brother while Suna talks to your mom. Kuroo and Kenma were sitting there watching the scene happen in front of them.

“Tetsu, Ken, come here” you say making them come to you, Kenma holding your pinky sneakily “cats, these are Tsumu, Samu and Suna; foxes, Kuroo and Kenma”

“Hi, Kuroo Tetsuro, Nekoma's captain”

“Kozume Kenma”

“Hello, hope ya have taken good care of our princess” Atsumu says with a challenging smile

“Of course we have, not like she needs to be taken care of though” Kuroo answers with his challenging smile

“Tsumu, stop being an ass, they’re chibi-chan friends too” Osamu hits his head “Sorry he’s an idiot, we saw the match against Itachiyama, ya were really good”

“Thank you, we did the best we could”

“Don’t you guys have a match in a few minutes? Don’t make me come here for nothing”

“Yeah, we should go and warm up, Kita-san will get mad we don’t go soon; we’ll see ya after winning chibi-chan” Osamu says kissing your temple

“Chibi, let’s talk later” adds Suna pulling you into a quick hug before planting a kiss in your forehead

“Let’s go and sit” you take your backpack to go to the seats in the middle of the rows with Kuroo on one side and Kenma on the other, the latter laying his head on your shoulder.

“All of them are super fit, no wonder they are intimidating” Kuroo says

“They only look scary and mean, they’re not”

“I felt they were judging me” Kenma moves a little closer

“Tsumu is just like an overprotective brother, give him time, he’s nice” you assure him. The boys enter the court with the band starting to play, making their presence be known.

“Their band really helps them set the mood”

The match starts with the boys saying hi to the opposite team, Inarizaki serving first with their best server, Atsumu. He does a jump serve, targeting the libero of the other team, who simply can’t dig it because of how strong it was.

“That’s a nasty serve, he’s strong” comments Kuroo

“He has better at control too”

And their dominance lasted for the whole match, winning the two sets. You went to congratulate them as soon as they finished, giving them all a hug and saying how good they were.

“Here pass them around. Hope you like them” you say as you take the containers with their onigiris out

“Chibi-chan, ya cooked for us? Ye’re the best” Atsumu kisses the top of your head before taking a bite “These are better than the ones Samu makes!”

“It’s literally my recipe, ya idiot!”

“No no, they’re definitely better” Suna passes his arm through your shoulder, making Osamu scoff jokingly. It felt like you were back in Inarizaki with their silliness, making you remember the promise you made to Osamu back then when you were confused about your feelings

“Ah yeah, Samu, can I talk to you? Now?”

“Yeah, sure what is it?”

“In private”

“Hey! Why can’t I know!” pouts Atsumu

“Because I promised to talk to him first”

“Can I know? I feel like I should” Suna looks at you suspicious

“I’ll tell both of you later, I promise. Let’s go Sam!” you push him away “You two try to sneak up on us and I swear that I’m not talking to you ever again”

“Ya’ll never do that, ya love us too much” Atsumu says

“True…Kita-san! Can you keep an eye on these two for me?”

“You got it Yn-chan, go ahead” says Kita while the two boys look at you annoyed. You enter the gym with Osamu, staying on the top near the seats where you were with the guys.

“What is it Chibi? I could tell that ya were quite tense when we met the cats''

“Eh…Does…”

“Spit it out”

“Does Rin still like me?” You look at the court pretending to focus on the Fukurodani’s match, feeling Osamu eyes on you

“I’m pretty sure he does, yes. I shouldn’t tell ya this, but I think ya need to know...After ya told us to not plan practice matches for that training camp of yers in Tokyo…he asked Tsumu, Tsumu out of all people, if he should confess to ya”

“Ahh…I see”

“Ya still don’t know if ya like him Chibi?” he passed his arm through your shoulders in a comforting manner, when you received a text from Kenma making you smile unconsciously.

“No, no, it’s not that…it’s just…I…I’m pretty sure I… fell in love with Kenma” you whisper

“Kenma? The blonde one?” he asks, a little shocked by your confession, making you nod “how come ya think that?”

“I don’t know how to explain it, but the moment I met him…there was something, I don’t know what it was. After that we got close really fast, even Kuroo was surprised by how fast he warmed up to me. Being with Kenma just feels…so right, you know? With Rin, while I love being with him too, it’s not the same feeling. I just can’t think of Rin other than my best friend, even before I met Kenma”

“I see, well, ya can’t force yourself to look at him in another way, chibi-chan. Especially if ya feel that way with Kenma, that definitely means something”

“Do you think Rin will want to continue being my friend? I don’t want to lose him” you say with tears threatening to fall from your eyes

“Of course he will, he was yer friend first, I’m sure he’s intelligent enough to understand that ya don’t love him in the way he wants; and if he really loves you, he’ll want you to be happy, but ya need to tell him soon. Don’t overthink stuff Chibi” he pulls you closer, putting your face into his chest

“I just want everyone to be happy”

“But yer happiness matters too, chibi-chan, don’t forget that”

After finally pouring out all your feelings, Osamu goes to look for Atsumu and Suna so you can go and eat lunch all together, since the match was already over when you stopped talking. You go back to the things to get your things and the boys.

“Chibi-chan, you missed Bokuto’s match” says Kuroo

“Oh, I kinda watch it, I was talking to Samu over there” you look at them with a much more relaxed smile

“About what?”

“It’s not your business, Kuro” Kenma adds looking at you like he understood what happened

“Feelings and such, he helped me out with some stuff. Let’s go and have lunch with them”

You all go to the lunch area and find the whole Inarizaki already sitting there. Osamu waves at you so you can see them, making Atsumu turn around looking at you with a pout

“I’m hurt Chibi! Not only ya don’t tell me stuff but not even my twin tells me about it. I thought ya loved me too!” he cries

“I love you too Tsumie” you go to hug him “you’re just terrible at keeping secrets”

“I’m not!”

“You are, last year you almost told chibi-chan about her birthday surprise” adds Suna with a smirk

“It was OUR birthday surprise, and yet everyone spoiled it to me”

“YA agree on organized it because it was her first birthday outside of her country, ya idiot”

“Shut up!”

“I’ll tell you both soon, okay? I need to sort it out first”

“Fine…just remember that I’m here for ya too” he says kissing your cheek

“I know, I know, and I love you. Now eat, you have a match after”

With that Atsumu feels happy enough to stop pouting so you can eat in a somewhat peaceful environment. Atsumu, Kuroo, Kita and Aran ended up talking a lot between them, mostly about volleyball and the teams; Kenma was silently eating by your side while you were talking to Suna and Osamu, you knew he was probably uncomfortable with all the people around him.

“Ken, you okay?” you whisper to him, making him look up at you

“Yeah, it’s just too many people. You know I’m not good with them”

“I do, we can go eat somewhere else if you want”

“Nah, I can deal with it for you, I know you want to spend time with your friends”

“Are you sure? We really can go-”

“Kenma-san is amazing at COD!” you hear your brother say to Suna, making the both of you look at him “whenever he comes to our house, we play together before he goes to Yn’s room. Kenma-san aren’t you in rank 80? And won tournaments and such?”

“Ah…yeah, I’m about to hit Prestige actually” he suddenly takes your hand under the table, squishing it as he talks

“Are you kidding? How? I’m barely rank 30, and that took me a while” asks Suna amazed

“Well, going to tournaments definitely helps a lot with XP, since you have to play a lot of rounds before winning”

“Dude, can you add me as a friend? I know that I’m probably not as good as you, but I need to see you play”

“Yeah sure, you can’t be worse than Yn” Kenma smirks when you paused your eating

“Excuse me? Why was that shade for? I can’t be THAT bad if you ask me to play with you all the time”

“True, you’re pretty decent for someone who just plays with me, definitely not rank 30 though. And I just think is fun watching you get nervous while playing” he says with his soft smile

“I…I can’t deny it and that annoys me”

“I still like playing with you” he smiles at you “have you...”

Kenma seems much more relaxed as he continues talking about games with Suna and your brother, explaining how tournaments work, making you smile. A few minutes later your phone rings with a message

[Samu❤️] “The dude is a whole ass gamer, has won tournaments, is on the highest rank possible…and yet still likes to play with ya” “dude’s whipped for ya”

[You] “Okay, Rude” “😳”

He looks at you smirking, making you blush before joining the conversation with Kenma, asking him if he could join him while playing. After a while you go back to the gym while the boys go to prepare for the other match. On the way there you see Bokuto looking to the other side, so you went to say hi

“Yeah?…CHIBI-CHAN!” he wraps you in his arms “I thought you wouldn’t come because of school, so I wasn’t looking for you”

“And not come to cheer my friends? Besides I promise you something” you wiggle your way out of his arms to reach his snacks “Here you go”

“CHIBI-CHAAN! You’re the best. Y/b/n!! My little fan! You came too” says going to hug your brother. While he says hi to the rest you turn to Akaashi

“Akaashi!”

“Bokuto-san is infecting you, hi Yn-chan, thank you for coming, we probably don’t have to worry too much about the emo modes”

“Of course ‘kaashi, here I made some for you too”

After having a little chat with them, you go back to the gym to watch the rest of the matches. Inarizaki ended up winning the last match of today, passing to the next round. Since you have a long trip back home, and they had to go back, you say goodbye to them as soon as they finish.

“Ken, thank you for coming, I know you don’t like going out”

“It’s fine, it was quite fun” he says while blocking his phone

“I told you the guys were nice”

“They were. Are you going tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I want to be there tomorrow since I can’t go on Sunday morning, and I should make it for the finals in the afternoon”

“Why can’t you go on Sunday morning?” he asks confused

“You guys have practice”

“I’m sure Kuroo and the coach won’t mind you not going, they know you wanted to see them”

“But I’m your manager now, and I want to help you too. You guys are also important to me”

“Ahh… okay” says blushing

The next day goes pretty similar, despite you telling Kenma that he didn’t have to go with you, he decided to go anyway, insisting that Kuroo told him that ‘it was a good way to get ready for the next Nationals’. After the guys win their last match of the day and pass to the next round, you decided to tell them the plan right before leaving

“Guys, I can’t come tomorrow morning, but I’ll be here in the afternoon”

“What?! Why? Chibi-chaaan” whines Atsumu

“I have practice tomorrow morning”

“Then don’t go! We’re your friends, ya should come and see us!”

“They are also my friends Tsumu, and they are my team too. I’m going to help them just like I did with you”

“Don’t be so selfish Tsumu” Suna interrupts while back hugging you “if she’s coming in the afternoon, we just need to win on the morning”

“Exactly, she can’t just abandon her team, she wouldn’t have done that to us. You can ask the rest of your team to come, Yn-chan” says Kita

“I’ll ask them, thank you Kita-san, thank you Rin. Tsumu, you know that I love you, but I also love them, I can’t not help them” you move to give him a hug, which he return tightly

“I know”

“I need to go now, see you tomorrow, ok?”

You woke up early to go to practice the next morning, tired after the many travels. Once you step outside, you see Kuroo looking at his phone while waiting for Kenma. Almost as he can sense your presence, he turns around to see you

“Why are you up so early?” He asks

“You guys practice early”

“I thought you were going to see your friends match?”

“You are also my friends, and I’m your manager, so I’m helping you too”

“Aww chibi-chan” he hugs you “so you’re going to the finals then?”

“Yep”

“Cool, I’m going too, and probably Kenma, he loves you too much, the rest I don’t know”

“He lov-”

“Should we go?” says Kenma arriving

“Yeah” you started to walk. On the way there you talk about the video game Kenma is playing, the loss at the prelims, Inarizaki’s finals at the Nationals, and the upcoming Spring High Tournament. Almost everyone was already there when you entered the gym.

“Eh? chibi-chan? We thought you wouldn't come today, we were setting things up” says Yaku

“Your faith in me is that low, huh? I see how it is” you joke

“That's not it, we know you're the best” he pats your head “Everyone is here already except for Lev”

“Didn’t we tell him that the first years should be earlier today? That dude” Kuroo shakes his head

“I will never understand why the youngers need to do everything”

“Me neither, but it’s Lev so I don't really care” says Kenma making you roll your eyes chuckling

You enter the gym so the guys could start to warm up, saying sorry to Inuoka and Shibayama for making them wake up so early to arrange the gym. The team were doing their warm ups when Lev arrived, 10 minutes late and with an orange cat in his hands.

“LEV! WE TOLD YOU TO ARRIVE EARLY!” screams Kuroo at the boy

“HOW CAN YOU BE SO IRRESPONSIBLE!!” screams Yaku too, yet Lev seems rather unaffected. You normally let Lev get away with things, but it was way too early to do that today. You stand behind the boys and clear your throat, making them all pay attention and move away.

“Lev you’re 10 minutes late, care to explain?” you ask crossing your arms

“Y-Yn-chan, are you angry?”

“It's 7 in the fucking morning, I wake up this early on a Sunday to come and help you practice only for you to show up late? You better thank God that it takes a lot to make me angry. Go warm up now” you say in a monotone voice while taking the cat out of his hands

“Y-yes!” Lev answers scared, doing a 90° degree bow before leaving “I'm sorry Yn-san!”

Once he leaves you take a closer look at the cat, who was nuzzling in your chest, before relaxing and instinctively petting it, making it purr slightly. A smile appears on your face while turning around to where the rest of the boys were

“I should be mad, but there’s a kitty! Look at it, is so cute” you put it on the floor so he can walk around

“How did you go from terrifying to cute in such a short time?” says Kuroo

“We better tell Lev to bring more stray cats if they make you this happy chibi-chan” Yaku adds after sighing, watching you play with the cat

“I would love that, I love cats. Now go to practice” They turn around to tell the team to start today’s practice, but the two third years noticed Kenma looking directly at you, eyes full of adoration with a little, but the most genuine smile they have ever seen.

The cat ends up leaving after the guys started practicing, scared of the loud sounds, while you were taking some notes of how the team was doing; in the middle of their practice, coach Nekomata says to you

“Since Lev it’s half Russian, it gives him a great height, physical ability and strength that would put him easily above any Japanese person, but he’s so inexperienced and it shows” Just in that moment Lev is able to receive Inuoka’s serve but gets so distracted by this accomplishment that he doesn’t get up in time to block Yamamoto’s spike. A little later you watch Lev fail to make a spike, making Kenma refuse to give him another set, saying that Lev will just miss again. After the practice match ends, the coach calls them.

“Good practice guys, good practice. By the way, next Friday we have a practice match against Kunihira Senior High”

“So soon? The training camp starts on Monday, and we don’t really plan practices that quickly” you ask confused

“Yeah, it was out of nowhere. Plus, I want Lev to take place in the match”

“Really?! Yes!” exclaims Lev while the rest are shock by the news

“However, Lev still has problems syncing to tosses; so Kenma, you and Lev are going to pair up to help Lev adjust”

“That just impossible” says Kenma, receiving an annoyed sound from Lev

“Yn-chan, wouldn’t be good that those two pair up?” ask you the coach

“I mean, yes, it would be good if Lev can spike properly, he can add more strength to the team, and that’s something that we need to get better at if we want to go to the Spring Interhigh”

“Then it’s settled, you two have to practice together. Continue” with that he walks away with the other coach. When you turn around to say something to Lev, you notice Kenma glaring slightly at you

“Ugh why? Why did you agree with it? Now I have to practice with him” Kenma comes closer to put his head in the crock of your neck

“Do you want to go to the Spring Interhigh and play against Shoyo or not? It’s good to try it out” you say playing with his hair, hearing him grunt as an answer “I know you can do it, you´re amazing, and I’ll be here for whatever you need”

“Thanks” he whispers

“Kenma-san! Let’s practice together!” Lev comes closer, making Kenma grunt again

“Yeah, you should practice together. Right Ken?”

“…Fine” says going back to practice with an annoyed face

“Chibi-chan” calls you Kuroo before heading back “You normally motivate Kenma by just being here, but I’m pretty sure you are the only one who can motivate him now”

“I know, go ahead”

During practice, Kenma takes note of Lev’s jumping point, height, and the size of his backswing, but despite being given a perfect toss, Lev keeps missing them. The practice reaches an end, so the guys go to take a shower and change. After that all of you go to the convenience store to buy some lunch, you walk next to Kenma and Lev to give them small feedback.

“Lev, you two need to sync up, you can’t go changing the way you play out of nowhere”

“I hate this” Kenma puts his head on your shoulder once again

“I’ll put all my effort into it, I promise Kenma-san, I have to be Nekoma’s Ace”

“Yeah, whatever. Let’s go Yn” he says taking you by the wrist and walking away from the team

“Ken, I’m going to Saitama to see the finals, not home”

“I know, I’m going with you, let’s go”

“But the others…”

You are on the train on the way to Saitama, just Kenma and you; and even though the rest of the team knew that you invited them, they rather give you time alone. He is playing something on his PSP while you lay on his shoulder with your eyes closed.

“Why are you so grumpy with Lev?”

“I just think he’s annoying…plus we barely have talked since he joined”

“Why don’t you think of Lev as a boss level? It would be boring if it was too easy, wouldn’t it?”

“Well…yeah”

“I’ll do my best to keep Lev in check, the twins were a good practice for that, but promise me to put effort on this” you say looking at him now,

“Fine, I promise…just because you ask me though”

“Thanks” you whisper before moving just enough to give him a kiss on the cheek.

You arrived at the gym with just enough time for you to talk to them, letting them know all you knew about Sakusa spins and Itachiyama's defense. You go to sit to watch the match, you feel unnaturally nervous. The first set goes to Inarizaki, however the rest of the sets went to Itachiyama, marking them as the winners of this Interhigh. Despite knowing that it could happen, your eyes still get a little bit watery knowing that the boys are probably dissatisfied and disappointed.

“Are you okay?” asks Kenma by your side with worried eyes

“Yeah, it’s just sad seeing them being so close to win” he nods understanding

After the ceremony, you immediately go out to find them with Kenma right behind you, which lead into him staying behind once you spot them and went to them

“Chibi-chan” says Atsumu with a little pout, while Osamu and Suna look disappointed “We didn't won, sorry”

“Why are you saying sorry? You did your best, didn't you?”

“Of course”

“Then that's enough, I'm still super proud of all of you. Come here idiots, I love you” you open your arms, making them come immediately for a big hug

“Kita-san, Aran-san, Omimi-san, am I seeing you for the Spring Interhigh?” you ask going to them to also give them a hug

“Of course you are” Aran answers

“We’re not leaving just yet” says Kita. After you say bye to the rest of the team, you went back to the twins and Suna

“We will see each other again on the training camp, it’s not that far away” you say laying on Osamus’s chest

“At least that's something good, we can actually spend time together without a whole tournament in between” Osamu hugs you tightly before letting you go

“Thank you for coming chibi-chan” Suna pulls you to give you a back hug while kissing the top of your head

“And cooking for us, I swear they were better than Samu’s” says Atsumu

“I get it, chibi-chan made them, but she literally used MY recipes”

“Samu accept it, I'm just better than you” you joke. You continue talking for a few minutes before you look at where Kenma is, who is in his phone passing time.

“I gotta go now, I dragged Kenma enough this weekend” you say

“See ya soon chibi-chan, I’ll miss ya” Atsumu hugs you tight, kissing your temple one more time

“See ya Chibi” Osamu hugs you tightly “yer gamer boy is looking over here, I better receive good news about ya two”

“Oh god, why did I tell you?”

“See ya chibi. Remember, follow yer heart” Osamu kisses your temple before walking away with Atsumu, leaving you alone with Suna

“Chibi-chan, I really missed walking you home” he says pulling you to his chest

“Yeah, it was fun, I missed being with my best friends” you unintentionally put emphasis on the best friend part, making him tense up for a second

“Yeah, I can't wait for the training camp, it will be fun to be with you again”

“It’s going to be fun, I miss you. I need to go now” before you could fully get away he grabs your face and leans to put his forehead against yours, eyes moving to your lips

“If you don’t leave now, I’ll drag you with me back to Inarizaki and make sure to not let you leave” he jokes, but you could see a small sadness in his eyes when they shift behind you

“I miss you a lot, and while you’ll always be my favorite friends, I can’t leave them either, I’ll miss them too”

“I know, I can tell that you found amazing people that you love. I…I love you” he kisses your forehead before leaving. You sigh before turning around and going to where Kenma is sitting, you sit beside him to wait for him to finish whatever he’s doing, but he closes the game immediately to look at you

“Can we go home now?” he asks playing with your hand, making you smile

“Yeah, we can”

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lilithaban · 1 year

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pairings: wonwoo x female reader

— filo setting

🖋️: smut, angst!

warnings: 🔞, profanities, mature content, suicidal, protected sex

— dni minors!

posted: february 01, 2023

happy reading!

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“Bakit ka ba nagkakaganito ha, yn?”

“Hindi naman kita girlfriend para umasta ka ng ganito! pinahiya mo lang ako sa mga ka classmates ko!”

Para akong binuhasan ng malamig na tubig sa mga sinabing kataga sakin ni Wonu. T-tangina.

Alam ko namang wala akong karapatan pero ang sakit sakit pa rin lalo na kung buong campus ang may alam sa nararamdaman ko sayo.

“Sorry… wons” bulong ko habang nagpipigil ng iyak.

Napakagat na lang ako ng labi dahil parang anytime lalabas na ang mga dapat kumawala. Para akong winawasak sa mga naririnig ko mula sa kanyang bibig.

“Tangina, ayan ka na naman. Sorry sorry sorry! punyetang sorry yan! nanadya ka ba talaga? Hinahayaan lang kita sa mga ginagawa mo pero ngayon sumusobra ka na. Kaibigan kita pero kung umasta ka akala mo girlfriend kita. Wag na wag ka ng lalapit sakin please lang. Lumayo ka na muna sakin.” bawat salitang lumalabas sa bibig niya tila isang patalim na sumasaksak sakin.

Tangina ang sakit sakit naman pala magmahal...

—

“Ang bobo naman kasi yn bakit ka pa sa bestfriend mo nagkagusto.” natatawa kong sinabi sa sarili ko

“Maganda ka naman at maraming manliligaw pero pinili mo pa rin mag mahal ng isang Jeon Wonwoo.”

Kahit na alam mong hindi niya kayang suklian yung nararamdaman mo. Natatawa ka na lang sa mga naiisip mo at bigla na lang nagbagsakan ang mga luha mong kanina pa gustong kumawala.

Tangina yn hindi ka ba nauubusan ng luha? ayun si Wonwoo nasa club kasama mga kaibigan niya samantalang ikaw pinapatay na sarili mo sa alak.

Hindi habang buhay magpapakatanga at luluha ka na lang dahil lang sa isang lalaki yn.

Pero kasi si Jeon Wonwoo siya.

Bestfriend at taga pagtanggol mo mula pa noon.

Naging sandalan mo na rin siya nung nagka tres ka sa isang major mo.

Hindi niya man kayang ibalik yung nararamdaman ko pero pinili niya pa ring alagaan at protektahan ako. Sobrang sakit lang dahil humantong ka kung saan ayaw na ni Wonwoo ang inaakto mo. Binago mo sarili mo para lang kay Wonwoo at hindi sayo.

Nagpaka possessive ka at sinakal mo siya kahit na magkaibigan lang kayo.

“Ginawa ko naman yung l-lahat eh pero bakit hindi mo pa rin ako magawang mahalin?”

Humagulgol ka lalo dahil wala kang narinig na sagot. Nanginginig ka na sa lamig at sakit kasabay din nito ang unti-unting pagkahilo mo dahil sa mga alak na ininom mo.

Habang humagagulgol ka napasulyap ka sa boteng binasag mo kanina. Dinampot mo ito at sinugatan ang sarili mo.

“Putangina wala pa rito yung sakit na nararamdaman ko sa mga sinabi mo”

Kung may nakakakita man sayo ngayon baka isipin pa nilang baliw ako.

Tinapat mo ito sa harap ng dibdib mo. Natatawa ka at lumuluha habang hawak-hawak ang basag na bote.

“Wala na rin namang kwenta yung buhay ko bakit hindi ko na lang tapusin to ngayon?”

Sobrang sakit na para akong pinapatay sa mga pinagdadaanan ko ngayon.

“Mabuti na rin siguro itong mawala ako”

Tumingala ka sa langit at ngumiti habang mga luha'y tuloy-tuloy pa rin ang pag-agos.

“Sorry... Wonwoo”

Akmang isasaksak mo na ang basag na bote ng may biglang umagaw nito sa kamay mo.

“Putangina yn, anong ginagawa mo!”

Nanigas ka sa kinauupuan mo nang marinig ang boses na yun.

“Wonwoo....”

Hinila ka nito palapit sakanya at niyakap ka ng mahigpit. Ramdam mo ang mabilis na tibok ng puso nito. “A-akala ko kung ano na nangyari sayo.”

“Isang linggo kang nawala. Hinahanap kita pati na rin ang mga magulang mo”

“Nag-alala ako sayo”

Nanlaki ang mga mata mo sa mga narinig mo mula sa bibig niya. Hindi ka makapaniwala na maririnig mo ulit yan sa kanya dahil grade 6 ka nung huling marinig mo yan.

Hinarap ako nito at hinawakan ang magkabilang pisngi ko. Titig na titig sayo ang lalaking kaharap mo at mga mata nito'y punong-puno ng pag-aalala.

“Saan ka ba galing ha? pinakaba mo ako.”

“Bakit mo binalak patayin sarili mo?”

“Bakit yn? bakit naabutan kitang handa na kitilin ang sarili mong buhay. paano kapag hindi kita naabutan ha?” malungkot ang himig nito at bakas ang pag-aalala na siya namang pag-iwas ko ng tingin.

“W-wala...”

“P-pagod na akong m-mabuhay”

“Paano naman ako yn? hindi ko alam gagawin ko kung mawala ka”

Ramdam ko ang panginginig at pagbilis ng tikbok ng puso ko dahil sa mga katagang binitawan nito.

“Please yn wag mo na gagawin yon. Mahal kita, ayokong mawala nag-iisa kong bestfriend”

Kung kani-kanina’y nakaramdam ako ng kaunting saya pero agad din naman binawi ito.

Tangina kahit pala mawala ako kaibigan pa rin ang tingin mo sakin

Nanghihina akong sumubsob sa tuhod ko at muling humagulgol. Ramdam ko naman ang mabilis na aksyon ni Wonwoo.

“Y-yn?”

Kinagat ko ang labi ko baka sakaling tumigil ang pagdurugo ng puso ko pero hindi eh.

Si wonwoo to..

mahal ko siya eh...

“U-umiiyak ka ba?”

Nagulat ako ng hinila ako nito at muling hinagkan ng mahigpit

Pinunasan nito ang mga luhang umaagos mula sa mata ko at tinitigan ako nito ng diretso.

“Please wag mo na ulit akong tatakutin...”

Hindi ka na nakasagot dito dahil nanlalambot ka sa mga titig nito. Natawa ka sa isip mo dahil kahit anong nasakit ang gawin sayo ni Wonwoo at the end of the day siya pa rin ang kahinaan mo.

Dahil sa dulot ng alak sayo parang may demonyo ang sumapi sayo ng inilapat mo ang labi mo sa labi ng lalaking kaharap mo.

Para akong sinaksak nang paulit-ulit dahil hindi ito nagre-response sa mga halik ko. Kumirot ang puso ko at nagbabadya na naman ang mga luha ko kaya akma na sana akong tatayo at tatakbo paalis ng bigla akong hiniit at hinalikan nito.

Hindi ko alam kung paano kami nakapunta sa sasakyan niya pero heto kaming dalawa pinagpi-pyestahan ang katawan ng isa’t isa.

Kanina lamang ay sobrang sakit ng puso ko at para na akong mamatay dito ngayon naman nangingibawbaw na ang sarap. Kasalukuyan nitong hinahalikan ang baba ko kaya hindi ko mapigilan ang pag-ungol at ang pagdiin ng kamay ko sa buhok niya upang mas lalo pang lumalim ang marating ng dila nito.

“O-oh my god”

“Lalabasan na ata ako Wonu” kahit na hirap na hirap ako nagawa ko pa ring sabihin sakanya yon

Hindi siya nagsalita at bagkus para na akong mababaliw dahil mas lumalim pa at pinasok pa nito ang dalawang daliri sa ari ko. Hindi rin nagtagal ay nakaramdam na akong likidong lumalabas mula sa ari ko.

Kitang-kita ko ang pamumungay ng mga mata ni Wonwoo.

“You taste so good, fuck”

Masisira ko na ata ang backrest ng upuan na to dahil sa malagkit na pagtitig nito sakin. Hindi na nito sinayag ang oras at inutusan ako na pumwesto sa backseat. Maya-maya lang din ay nakapatong na siya sakin.

Napasigaw ako ng makaramdam ako na parang pinupunit ang ari ko. Fuck first time ko lang to at ang laki pala ng ari niya!

“Shit, virgin ka? fuck”

“Tell me if itutuloy ko pa ba o hindi. Ayokong gawin to sayo lalo na’t lasing ka”

Ramdam ko ang pag-aalala sa boses nito “Hindi ako lasing Wonu. You have my permission”

“You can fuck me in every possible way”

Pagtapos ko sabihin iyon ay binaon na ni Wonu ang ari niya sa loob ko kaya’t napasigaw ako at medyo naluha dahil sobrang sakit.

Imbis na magsalita ay binigyan lamang ako ni Wonu ng mababaw na halik hanggang sa maging malagkit ito at nagsimula na rin itong bumayo.

Para akong mababaliw

Para akong nasa langit

Sa hindi malamang dahilan bigla ko na lamang nasabi ang mga katagang ito habang bumabayo ito sa ibabaw ko at napapaungol.

“A-aahhh ang sikip mo kingina”

“I love you, Wonwoo”

Pero wala kang narinig dito at patuloy pa rin ito sa pagbayo sayo. Kaya para kang maiiyak ulit dahil kahit anong gawin mo hindi ka talaga pinapakinggan ng mundo.

Hinayaan mo na lang na may tumakas na mga luha sa mata mo at nagpanggap na lamang na naiiyak sa sarap kahit na totoo’y nasasaktan ka na hinayaan mo na lang itong gamitin ka. Napakagat ka na lang sa labi at pumikit.

Libo-libong mga boses na ang bumubulong sayo na tama na. Hindi talaga kayo tinadhanan para sa isa’t isa.

Tama na kasi mas lalo ka lang nahuhulog sa mga patibong nito at baka hindi ka na makabangon pa sa sakit.

Hindi mo na namalayan na nilabasan na pala siya at sumalampak sa tabi mo, naghahabol ng hininga.

“Shit that was so fucking hot”

"I'm hoping we don't get awkward after this, yn, since you're my friend."

Napatawa ka na lang at inayos ang sarili. “Of course not,”

“Sige na Wonu, uuwi na ako”

Hindi ko na siya hinintay pa at tumakbo na ako palabas sa sasakyan niya.

Sa gabing ito hindi ko alam kung may mas sasakit pa sa nararamdaman ko eh

Nagpakatanga ako sa kanya at hinayaan na may mangyari samin.

Hindi ko alam kung makakabangon pa ako sa sakit na to.

Binigay ko na lahat kahit pa katawan ko’y binigay ko na rin sa kanya

Nag confessed na ako pero tila naging bingi ito sa oras na yon

Lahat ginawa ko para sa kanya pero sa huli ako pa rin itong uuwing sugatan. Hindi ko na maipalawinag nararamdaman ko dahil sakit at kirot ang nangingibabaw sa puso ko.

Mahal na mahal kita Wonwoo.

At hindi ko na yata to kaya…

#svt wonwoo #svt smut #wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo x oc #wonwoo smut #filo au #fanfic #ao3 #filipino author #filipino #jeon wonwoo smut #svt angst #seventeen #seventeen smut #svt fanfic

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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IM ON MOBILE AGAIN SO IM GONNA SPAM THE EYE EMOJI TO MAKE UP FOR EARLIER READY?

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

okay done </3

AND YAYAYAY ILY TOOO!!!!

AND OK HERE IS ONE OF THE KITA THOUGHTS I WAS SAVING!!!! HE IS FREE. RELEASED BACK TO YOU!!!

I KNOW kita is your husband, but I am humbly asking you to share him for a brief moment 🙏🏻😔🤲🏻 I come to you today not with a ramble but a question:

does kita play fight? does he like it? is he more likely to react when you’re being a bit of a menace? will he pick a fight unprompted? (Okay that’s like 4 but I have him on the brain lately)

ILY !!!!!!!! ENJOY THE FOOD ^

anon <3

*sigh* I gUESS I could share him for a moment, bc I would be cruel to keep him all for myself 🫡🧡

But listen, okay. You know me. I’m crazy. I’m built different. I ruin characters.

And I know, deep down in that pretty head of Kita’s, he likes to play fight.

It’s more subtle than the others, it takes a lot more to rile him up for it, but once you get him there, it’s just. It’s perfect, okay, because it’s fun and there’s no stakes and he’s gentle enough to let it happen, but he knows you like the back of his back hand, and he knows what it takes to bring you down.

It’s the same mischievous excitement that his old teammates used to harbor, a desire to tease, to mess with respectfully, and although he never thought he’d do such juvenile forms of affection, something about the way you get him into this animalistic excitement that he usually tries to keep composed, it has him just as eager for your defiance as you are.

And he doesn’t go full out all the time. It’s a lot of manhandling to get you under his frame before either teasing you with the prospect of tickling until you plead for him to just get it over with, or spanking you in a playful manner to have you screaming in embarrassment, it’s all based on teasing you because ultimately, that’s what Kita Shinsuke does best, and you can thank his years of forcing himself to be stoic for it.

It’s working him up to that point that take the bit of elbow grease. But it sure is worth it.

“Did you take my leftovers?”

“Sure did,” you hum cockily. He furrows his brows slight and looks back at the empty container, trying to think of why you’d do that.

“I’m glad you ate, but… I’m a little upset because I was saving those-“

“Yeah, I did it because I wanted you to chase me.”

This, of course, has his brows shooting up in surprise, and he tries to fight the corners of his mouth curling up in excitement and amusement.

“Well,” he begins, setting down the container and taking a step towards you. You start giggling, and match him with a step back. “Had you just asked me to chase you, I would’ve said yes. But now-“ another step forward, watching your feet carefully to indicate the direction you’re gonna dart. “I’m not showing an ounce of mercy.” He cocks his head slightly as you whine excitedly, hands coming up to your chest in an almost protective manner. “Brat.”

“Shinsuke!” You scream, though it’s prompted with you quickly turning to run away, unable to control the excited laughter that pours from your lips. He chuckles, tosses the container into the sink before washing his hands, drying them, and immediately trying to go and find your hiding spot.

You’re never difficult to find, the apartment has 13 great hiding spots and you’ve managed to work your way into all of them at some point, but clearly, you’re not so determined to keep hiding as you’re found in spot #4, literally curled under the clothes in his closet.

He pushes them to the side, props his hands on his knees and leans in real close, smirking softly while you whine nervously. “Hi, my love.”

“Go away!”

“Why must you provoke me?” He sighs, making a reach for you while you dodge and try to scramble away. “We could be so affectionate like normal couples, but instead, you’ve got to poke every nerve a bear has.”

“Leave me alone!” You squeal, but he does the exact opposite as he uses his massive arms to pull you up and out of the closet and over his shoulder, completely immune to the kicking and writhing of your body on his arm. He tosses you onto the bed before crawling over your frame, pinning you under his massive body with a smirk.

“We both know that’s not what you really want, isn’t it?”

But but bUT BUT OKAY, BUTTA BUTTA BUT, Shinsuke’s not a man of stone. Despite you being the common denominator for any act of play fighting, on the rarest occasions, the phases of the moon change, when the planets align, he comes to you.

And he doesn’t provoke you, he’s not a menace, all he’ll do is come up to you with a big, sweet grin on his face, knock his head against your temple, and when you purr and just think he’s being affectionate, he whispers words you relish every time.

“Hey… wanna fight?”

“Physically, or emotionally?” You tease, but you feel the shrill of excitement down your spine as he tugs at the hem of your shirt eagerly. He chuckles and shakes his head, clearly wanting to let some of the rare energy he’s got bottled out.

“I want to pin you down.”

“Excuse me!” You scream, pulling away in shock and smacking his chest, cheeks blazing hot and grin plastered wide on your cheeks. “Shinsuke!” You giggle, trying to make a move to walk away (although it’s truly a way to encourage his chase) and your heart beats faster as he follows. “What has gotten into you!”

“I’m allowed to have my feral moments as well.” He doesn’t say much else before he smiles, an innocent gleam in them as he makes a lunge for you.

And if chasing you around the house and making you scream with laughter is what he needs to do to feed that feralness, who would you be to deny?

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tendou-satori-chocolatier · 2 years

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Cop, knocking on door: OPEN UP, ITS THE POLICE-

Oikawa, quietly: its ok, I haven't done any crimes.

Cop: -THE FASHION POLICE

Oikawa, looking down at his plaid shorts: shit-

I JUST HAD A BRILLIANT IDEA. So idk if I'm the only one (I'm not tho cause these posts get thousands of likes) but do you know about the yn x haikyuu character oneshots? I love reading them even though I don't really like yn fics just cause some of them are lowkey well made and are entertaining. Anyways, whenever I read them I always wished it was about my ships instead of yn (no offense towards the author or even yn fics) so I kinda wanted to see if I could try making them but with the haikyuu characters and their ships. I would probably make a different account for this if I did make it. Some of the oneshot almost au things that are made are like: "Yn pretends hq characters are their boyfriend" "Yn accidentally sends them a text NOT meant to go to them" "How hq characters would react if you were wearing another person's sweater" just stuff like that but switch it so it's not about yn but their ships. A lot of the yn stuff are written in bullet points and have like a list of characters for the first example: "Yn pretends hq characters are their boyfriend" there would be a list of characters for this: Aran, Atsumu, Osamu, Kita or just something like that and I think it'd be cute if instead of names it could be ships: osasuna, sakuatsu, arankita. Anyways, I don't even know if this is even going to happen, I just wanted to see what people thought abt it🤷‍♀️ sorry for making this so long😭 some of my fav Tumblr people who post these yn x hq characters stuff is @luvbub @adoringhaikyuu @maizumis

#truly a crime #also happy birthday to my favorite demigod percy💙#haikyuu #haikyuu incorrect quotes #haikyuuanime #haikyuuincorrect #incorrect haikyuu quotes #incorrecthaikyuu #oikawa tooru

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 3 months

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Being their pregnant partner featuring

Osamu, Bokuto and Sakusa

Osamu Miya x GN! Reader; Kotaro Bokuto x GN! Reader; Kiyoomi Sakusa x GN! Reader

Warnings: absolute fluff

An: I’m continuing this series because I love it so much and it helps me get myself back into the writing mode

Osamu

“Sweetheart, darling! Where are you?” Osamu yells from the opening of his newest branch of Onigiri Miya.

“In the back!” You respond, picking up yet another crate of rice and plopping it down on the stainless steel countertop.

“YN what the heck? I told you to stop lifting stuff!” Osamu scolded, walking into the back just as you were about to set the crate down. You rolled your eyes, dusting off your hands as you went to grab the last crate. Before you could reach it, the crate was swept up into your husbands arms as he narrowed his eyes on you before setting it down on the table. You scowled back at him, daring him to say what you knew he was thinking.

“Darling, I told you to stop lifting heavy things. You’re 8 months pregnant, you should be resting. I thought Kita would have helped you, he always offers.”

“Oh he did offer but I told him you’d be doing it. Then he said in his Kita dad voice ‘YN don’t you lift those crates’ and I said ‘scouts honor’” you mocked and giggled as Osamu just shock his head in response

“And what happened to scouts honor?” He asked as you showed him the fingers you had crossed behind your back.

“There’s always a way out of a scouts honor Osamu, you should know that by now!”

Osamu sighed, putting his hands on his hips and contemplating. What was he going to do with you?

“Maybe should have Atsumu babysit you when I can’t be around? Now that we have so many restaurants, is hard for me to always be here.”

You neck snapped to Osamu, eyes wide as you practically scream, “Atsumu? Babysit me? You’re joking Samu! We’d go under in a week if Sumu was here everyday! Are you saying you don’t trust me?”

Osamu sighed because he did trust you but he also knew you weren’t going to just sit and rest like the doctor told you to do.

“Ok how about this? How about we hire you an assistant and they can help with the heavy lifting? That way you can still supervise and help me cook but I won’t have to worry about you accidently popping our child out too early?”

You giggled at the concept before agreeing to your husbands suggestions, hugging his waist as he gently kissed your forehead.

Bokuto

“Hey everyone!” You shouted, walking into a gym packed with sweaty, buff volleyball players. You’re hands were full of lunch items as you slowly attempted to navigate your belly and the food to the center of the gym.

“Whoa YN hold up!” Your husband Bokuto yelled, feet racing towards you as you continued to make your way.

Suddenly, one giant hand grabbed the bags of food while the other hand gently guided you along your back to the benches at the side of the court.

“Kotaro, you know I’m capable of walking right? The doctor even said it was good for me!” You whined as Bokuto narrowed his eyes on you.

Ever since you’d found out about your prepgancy, your usually goofy husband had become rather strict.

“YN how much sitting have you done today?” Bokuto questioned as you pretended you didn’t hear him.

“Let me go set up the food first, then we can talk ok?” You remarked going to stand as your large husband pushed you back down, prompting chuckles from the peanut gallery behind him.

“Kotaro, you’re embarrassing me! Let me go!” You whisper shouted as Bokuto stood tall, his arms across his broad chest as he glared down at you. Normally you’d this extremely attractive but right now, the only thing Kotaro was doing was being annoying.

Bokuto sighed, knowing he was being a little strict with you but it was for your own good. He wanted you and your baby to be safe and healthy.

“Well I guess Akaashi did say I was being a little overprotective,” he spoke as your eyes lite up, “but you need to sit down while setting up the food ok? No attitude Yn!”

“You got it!” You smiled, standing up and kissing your husbands cheek as he grabbed your hand and walked you towards awaiting team of hungry guys.

Sakusa

“YN I’m home!” Sakusa shouted, the overwhelming scent of cleaner hitting his face as you rounded the corner, mop and bucket in hand.

“Oh thank goodness your home! I need help emptying there buckets of dirty water and refilling them,” you hummed as Sakusa sighed silently.

You were in the deeps of nesting and it was nearly impossible to get you to rest your very pregnant body. Try as he might, Sakusa had been unable to put a stop to your chaos.

He’d woken up many times in the middle of the night to you fast asleep in the nursery, amidst piles of unfolded baby clothes and diapers. He even come home on day to every single dish drying on the counter after you’d throughly cleaned the cabinets.

“Sweetie why don’t you rest for a few minutes? I bought your favorite home!” He proclaimed excitedly, hoping the allure of food would get you to rest your tired feet for a few seconds.

“Just a second love, I’m almost finished recaulking around the toilet!” You answered as Sakusa set down the food and made his way to the bathroom.

Sure enough, there you were, on your hands and knees apply caulking to their toilet. He rolled his eyes before coming behind you, putting his arms under yours and hauling you up.

“Babe I was almost done and now the caulk will be messed up!” You whined as he hauled you to the kitchen before setting you down in a chair. He began gather your food and setting it in front of you as you pouted.

“Eat first and then you can finish. You need a break. How much have you done today anyways?” He questioned as you began shoveling food in your mouth.

“Well, let’s see,” you thought, mentally going over your checklist in your mind.

“You know what, never mind babe, you can just show me after we are done ok?” Sakusa conversed, knowing very well that you’d again outdone yourself.

“Can you help me with the water for the buckets after dinner kiyoomi?” You again requested as your husband just smiled before leaning over to kiss your forehead.

“Of course my love.”

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