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jesswritesthat · 2 years
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Kyōtani Kentarō: All Bark No Bite
Fandom: Haikyuu!! — [ Masterlist ]
Summary: ~1.4k. fluff
• Mad Dog is known for being scary, but the tables turn when a date gets turned into babysitting.
Warnings: None
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"I can't go out with you."
Kyōtani was going to kill you for this.
Okay, he wasn't. 
If anything, this was hurting him far more considering you'd known how much courage it'd taken for him to establish a friendship with you - let alone anything else.
Oikawa was painfully clear that 'Mad Dog-Chan' was a savage barbed wire wall, and that you shouldn't take any interaction for granted (especially when you received consideration rather than rough barks like Seijoh did). 
So here he was standing outside your door, bomber jacket overlaying a crisp white t-shirt with a flash of disappointment quickly morphing back to his signature scowl.
"Is that your boyfriend?"
The two of you immediately locked surprised gazes, flicking down to the innocent tone of the child peering past your hip.
"Ah, this is Kyōtani, we were supposed to go out tonight Sakura..."
The small brunette hummed in understanding, prior to stepping past you and extending her little digits to pull his own from his pockets.
"I needed a babysitter last minute but I don't want to ruin your date. You should stay too Kyōtani-san!"
Instantly his widened eyes were seeking yours for approval, so you nodded with a smile - somewhat intrigued as to whether he'd agree considering his daunting nature and rebellious attitude. That wouldn't coincide with a delicate child, would it?
"Fine." It was forcibly choked out, Sakura having retrieved his calloused hand, tugged him toward the doorway and past your bewildered form. You thought he'd refuse...
It started with awkward introductions and explanations, Mad Dog sat stiffly, offering short and curt answers to satisfy the innocent curiosity of the 9 year old all whilst dodging any enlightenment regarding your relationship with him. How you knew each other from school and how you were friends with the volleyball club, and thus him included - except, you two were closer than the rest. It seemed informative enough judging by Sakuras' continuation to quiz him on an all manner of things.
Once acquainted you decided to prepare drinks, finding mild entertainment in the pleading look your friend sent you as you disappeared into the kitchen - the returning scene far more entertaining.
"Nice tiara Kentarō."
A darkened gaze settled on your figure, you'd expected embarrassment based on his sharp edge but instead Kyōtani sat up straighter, pink gems fracturing the light of the room, and nodded in proud approval.
"...thanks."
Sakura giggled from her spot in front him, allowing him to continue his task with his tongue peeking out from his lips due to concentration whilst you placed the tray on the table.
"What are you doing?" You'd only been gone mere minutes, but it was plenty of time for the enthusiastic child to drag him into whatever world she'd carefully crafted.
"I asked Kyōtani to plait my hair!" With that gleeful statement, you raised your brow at the now flustered Spiker who refused to meet your gaze. Flushing further when you perched next to him to overlook his work as he tied it off.
"It's a perfect french braid."
"Really?! I want to see!" Instantly she'd ran off to the nearest mirror, leaving yourself and Kyōken alone for a while.
"Where'd you learn that?" Your tone was softer, almost admiring of his skill and was one he'd heard whenever you'd ask him about Volleyball. He was inclined to answer then, a brief smirk of remembrance tainting his lips and once removing the tiara, he rested his forearms on his legs and fiddled with the headpiece.
"I tried it on my dog when I was younger, but my mother insisted I learn with her hair instead."
"I bet your dog had fun, and it came in useful since you've made Sakuras' day." There was an amused scoff from him, yourself turning to sarcastically comment but were silenced when you felt a weight atop your head. "What're you doing—"
"You look better with it anyway, you're more like royalty than me."
"Mm, you certainly treat me like it Kentarō. I hope I repay the favour to you too." Your intimate words had left him speechless, flushing so deeply you could see the scarlet tint dusting the tips of his ears.
"I— yeah, you— always."
It was beautifully still, a cartoon softly playing in the background as you stared a second longer at each other with small soft smiles gracing your faces, within the next his gaze flickered to your lips and back up with a soft pink dusting his features now. In honesty, you wanted to kiss him too, hence how you'd tilted your head as a hint, then he'd began to lean in—
"Kyōtani-san! (Y/n)-chan! Shall we play a game?" She'd happily yelled before she'd skipped into the room, yourself immediately falling into Kentarōs chest - more solid than you'd originally thought.
The blonde stifled a laugh, grasping your jaw with his digits to pull you back up to meet his admiring gaze.
"Dumbass."
Regardless, you’d set up her Nintendo Wii and began a heated marathon of games - yourself and Mad Dog growing competitive, playfully nudging and blocking each other’s view when vying for the victory. Sakura suffered the same from the two of you, infuriated screams and giggles escaping her when you’d covered her eyes. Though you pretended to ignore the instance Kyōtani let her win, feigning disappointment as she’d proclaimed her victory.
Then Sakura rushed off to the toilet, leaving you and the Spiker to play a 1 vs 1, competitiveness getting the best of you when you’d tickled his side - finding yourself now pinned with the catchy defeat tune filling the room.
“That’s cheating, there’s consequences for that y’know.”
“What are you gonna do about it Mad Dog-Chan?”
That elicited a growl from his throat, the delicacy of the thumb ghosting over your lower lip completely contrasting it.
“Ready to lose again?” Sakura burst in, perplexed by the scene before her. “You two take Street Fighter quite literally don’t you? Whatever I still won, how about this game next?”
With a huff he’d sat up, Sakura pushing remotes over to the both of you.
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"Thank you for tonight Kentarō, I'm sorry it's not what we expected." You’d gratefully admitted as you walked him out, coming to a standstill in the crisp night air.
"A date involves spending time with someone right? So this... was ideal."
"You think so?" The challenge posed in your tone forced him to cover his sentiment with his more aggressive attitude.
"Tch I stayed with you didn't I?"
"Yeah but is that because you liked my company or because you wanted the tiara?"
"Tiara obviously, I look good in it. Just ask Sakura." A nod of acknowledgment was sent to the young girl now joining your side - almost missing the sheepish confession of yours.
"You look good without it too..."
"I— I do?" Shaking himself from his initial flustering, he was quick to shove his hands in his pockets and look away with an irritated expression. "Uh whatever, dumbass."
His characteristic frown remained present as he’d return to look at you, then down to the smiling girl by your side.
Kyōtani breathed a heavy sigh having reconsidered, the blonde briskly clasping your hand to bring your knuckles to his lips. The kiss far more slow and gentle compared to his usual movements.
“Oh hell no. Sakura sorry but—“ Swift as a ninja you’d manoeuvred her inside, door closed before she could even turn around in protest - yourself situated in a position that prevented her from opening it despite the futile attempts.
“The f— mphf~” Kyōtani was curious, but instinctively surrendered when you’d pulled him toward you, palm flat against the wall beside you to steady himself. That’s when you kissed him, properly. Tentatively. As if asking if you had been misreading the signs all night. Judging by the cunning smirk against your skin and his willingness to continue though, you hadn’t.
“You’re not funny! Let me say goodbye to Kyōtani-san!” The incessant knocking behind your body stifled you, pulling away from Kentarō with a breathless laugh.
“Alright alright, I’ve already said mine.”
Releasing your hold on the door, Sakura stumbled out with a frustrated pout, eyeing the suspicious amount of space between the two of you and carried out her intention.
The two of you walking back inside after seeing the Spiker off, Sakura all too glad about goodness knows what.
“So he is your boyfriend.” She paused. “Knew it.”
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plooto · 4 months
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Imagine being kyotani's gf but also oikawa's sister? omg I love
gods y’dont know how excited i am !!! ooooo
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-> i feel like it would be so subtle to everyone that you’re dating
-> it would probably be kyo who opt for a quiet relationship .
you felt a tap on your uniform skirt . you turned your head to look up at your new boyfriend.
“ don’ be so nervous. if it makes you feel better we can keep quiet about it. ” he sees the gears turning in your head ,
“ i don’ wanna hear his bickering neither. ” finding a way to say it’s not him, but he does it for you , placing his arm on your head and waits until you smile to remove it.
-> you go on little picnic dates when touru and iwaizumi “hang out”
-> haijime definitely know you two are dating and forces your older brother to come to his house to tutor him on something from last year oikawa doesn’t notice.
“ yn, i’m going to iwai’s house fro tutoring again, don’t stay up too late okay? ” you nod, waving to iwaizumi as he gives you a knowing grin.
minutes later, when iwai has texted you that you can go now, you call kyo who is already on his way with his motorcycle.
“ yeah? okay i’m around the corner, i’ve got your helmet so just wear something warm okay? ”
-> kyo is definitely a ‘ bad influence ’.
-> sneaking out at odd hours of the night just to speed walk down the block to hop on his motorcycle.
“ kyo, you’re going to get me caught, touru wakes up in thirty minutess! ” he pats your thigh as your arms circle around his torso tighter,
“ relax baby doll, i’ll get you home on time. ”
-> and this is also how touru find out.
-> he woke up in the middle of the night with a crazy headache and went into your room to make you get him some medicine from downstairs when he doesn’t see you in your room.
-> touru reluctantly goes downstairs to get his ow medicine waiting for you to return, sitting in your bean bag in the corner of your room.
-> all he hears is a motorcycle - the same loud engine he has been hearing for weeks - and muffled voices.
-> he attempts to interrogate you but he wasn’t able to see the guy on the bike, and you weren’t peeping.
“ who was he hm? is he a gang member? a felon?! ” touru gasped, dramatic tears flowing at the thought of someone so bad corrupting his little sister.
“ touru you’re being dramatic. ” you say and whisk him off to bed, texting your boyfriend a quick message to tell him what happened.
-> it wasn’t until oikawa was graduating that you finally told him, showing up hand in hand with kyotani at his graduation.
“ yn- what- ” you laughed at his stuttering,
“ touru, i’d like you to meet my boyfriend. ” you grin, iwaizumi coming behind him to give him a nice smack to the head. kyotani gives your brother a cocky smirk, outstretching his hand,
“ nice to meet you. ”
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dabisdealer · 2 years
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Kyotani x fem!Reader
MEETING SOME OF HIS TEAMMEMBERS
Fluff
~800 Words
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Your boyfriend is amazing. He always looks out for you and makes sure you don’t run into any inconveniences. And if you ever do run into any problems, he does everything in his power to fix them. It´s one of the many things you love about Kentaro.
Unfortunately, your boyfriend doesn’t nearly take as much care of himself as he does of you, which lead to the current situation.
Kentaro forgot his volleyball shirt at your place.
You feel a bit guilty, as the only reason its even here is because you absolutely love wearing it, so you decide to be a good girlfriend and bring it to him as his practice starts in 10 minutes. To make it up to him you get him a small snack too.
It doesn´t take you long to walk to your school, so you make it there just before Kentaros practice is about to start.  You take a peek inside the gym and see a dark haired guy warming up. You´re pretty sure Kentaro has told you about him, he´s that third year that outranks your boyfriend in pretty much anything, thus earning his respect. He seems to have noticed you as well, as he jogs towards you.
“Can I help you with anything?”
“Hey sorry for interrupting, but I´m just here to drop something of for my boyfriend. He left his shirt that he usually wears for practice at my place, so I thought I´d bring it to him.”
“Boyfriend? I didn’t know any of the guys here had a girlfriend. Except for Shittykawa maybe. You´re not here for him though right?”
“Shittykawa? Is that the annoying brunette who thinks everyone is in love with him?”
At that he bursts out laughing. “Yeah, that’s him.”
“Well I´m not here for him, but my boyfriend has told me all about him.”
“Speaking of your boyfriend, who is he?”
“Oh yeah, I´m dating-“
Suddenly you were interrupted by three other voices.
“What do we have here? Oikawa I think one of your fangirls came to visit you.”
“Careful there Oikawa, I think Iwaizumi is about to seduce one of your fans.”
“Don´t be silly Mattsun, Iwa-Chan is too much of a brute to steal one of my lovely fans.”
You´re pretty sure all three of the guys that just came in are third years, and you´re guessing that the last one that just spoke is ´Shittykawa´. Speaking of the devil, while the other two guys hold back Iwaizumi so he wouldn’t punch Oikawa, said guy turns to you.
“Why hello there beautiful, have you come all this way just to see me practice? Don’t worry pretty, I´ll put on a show for you today as thanks.” Wow, he really does think everyone is in love with him, how arrogant.
“Actually…I just told Iwaizumi-San that I want to drop something of for my boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend? You´re dating someone on the team? Who? No wait, let me guess, what year is he in?”
“He´s a second year.”
“A second year? Please don’t tell me you´re dating Yahaba, in that case I´d have to inform you, you have terrible taste in men.”
That makes you giggle. “Don’t worry I´m not dating Yahaba, I´m dating-“
“What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend Shittykawa?”
For a second the gym goes completely quiet before all hell breaks loose, well Oikawa actually.
“WHAT? YOU´RE DATING MAD DOG-CHAN? THAT’S WAY WORSE THAN DATING YAHABA. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN, YOURE WAY TOO SWEET FOR HIM.”
“Oh wow congrats Mad Dog.”
Kentaro rolls his eyes, ignoring his teammates, before walking up to you and giving you a short hug and a kiss on the forehead.
“Hey doll, what´re you doing here, if you wanted to see me again I could’ve just come over after practice.” You flash him a big smile.
“Hi Kenta, I just wanted to drop this of. You forgot your sports shirt at my place, and I thought you´d need it for practice so I brought it here. Oh wait, I also got you a snack.”
You hand him everything you brought for him, and when he takes it he sends a small smile your way that only you can see.
“Thank you baby, I appreciate it. Do you want to stay for practice, I can walk you home after.”
“I wish I could, but I still have loads of homework to do. You can still come over afterwards though, I´ll be finished with everything by then.”
“Alright, I will. See you later baby.”
You kiss his cheek before walking back home, unaware of the chaos you left behind. And while Kentaros teammates do annoy him and ask him personal questions about your relationship for the rest of practice, he just ignores them with a smug grin, knowing very well they would never get their answers. After all, he wanted to keep your relationship just between the two of you. It was way too special to let these idiots in on it.
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Hey there author! I was wondering if I can request Haikyuu Guys! I want to see Iwaizumi, Kyoutani, Asahi and Yamaguchi with S/O who can do a kick boxing
Iwaizumi Hajime, Kyōtani Kentarō, Asahi Azumane and Yamaguchi Tadashi with S/O Who Can Do a Kick Boxing
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A/N: Hello there anon. I am sorry for the late update. I was really busy with college so I hope you understand why the long update. Also, I hope you like this headcanons.
Gender: Neutral
Warning: Profanities
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Iwaizumi Hajime - Aoba Johsai
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I know this man is into someone who is pretty athletic and loves sports and if he knows you can do Kickboxing? THIS MAN IS GOING TO SIMP AT YOU. His reactions definitely went 'AWOOGA!'
He is also felt a little bit relieved if you can do kickboxing because he knows you can defend yourself from any nasty people, especially creeps.
There would be a time Iwaizumi going to join your training together because I believe Iwaizumi despite he was the shortest volleyball player, he's really good at combat.
Sometimes Iwaizumi would spar together with you but since he's more talented in volleyball than in martial arts. He was only focusing on blocking rather than attacking.
Iwaizumi also often watches your training and he would be your biggest cheerleader when you are sparring against someone but also worried if you are going to end up injured.
He would also scold you if you ended up injured and call you reckless. Despite that, he's just scared and worried and he doesn't mind taking care of your bruises and wounds.
Iwaizumi sometimes would be your personal nurse and would watch out every time if you do anything stupid but he does love watching you work out.
Sometimes, his eyes were staring at the ripped muscles on your arms as you were punching the bag but once you caught him staring. He would quickly look away and act as if he had not stared at you a few seconds ago.
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It was one pm in the afternoon and it was really busy inside the gym as many people were training alone or together with their trainer to build their bodies. Including the person with (H/C) hair color and (E/C) eye color which is you, with your boyfriend next to you bringing two gym bags, one for your bag and the other one is his bag.
Placing the bag down on top of the iron benches and pulling out the drink bottles, he heard some men/woman whispering but quite loudly from next to him even though those people tried to be subtle so no one could hear them. 'Who's that hot chick/dude? Wanna talk to them?' The friend of the person said.
'Sure, I have a bet. If I have his/her number you give me ten bucks," the other person smirked.
'Well, If you fail. You will be the one who gives me the then bucks if the girl/boy doesn't want to give you their number," the friend of the creep said.
Iwaizumi's eyes squinted as he sees the two-person people acting like a creep instead of trying to make themselves better whereas the gym supposes to be the place where people are supposed to be working out to make themselves stronger or healthier instead of trying to find girlfriends or boyfriend.
"Oi, Fuck off. Don't hit on my girlfriend/boyfriend," Iwaizumi stood up, crossing both of his arms and looking at them with his death stare. The two creeps flinches but tried to challenge him back "Oh yeah!? You're her/his boyfriend?" The creep stomped his foot on the floor, acting like a kid throwing tantrum.
"Oi, what the hell's going on?" You stepped up as you see Iwaizumi trying to fight two guys who were sitting next to him while putting your hands inside the boxing gloves.
"Oh, so the hotties can do boxing?" the creep with maroon tanktop eyes looked at you up and down.
"And what's it to you," You roll your eyes.
"I bet you're just a beginner. How about you and me sparring and if I win you would give me your number," the creep winks trying to put his arm around your shoulder but you dodged it away.
"First, eww don't touch me you have germs. Second, sure but if you lose from me. Give that ten bucks that you were betting on me earlier to my boyfriend-" the edge of your lips curved but it was gone in a second. Their eyes were widened, surprised to hear that from you as they did not expect you to listen their conversation before the creeps shrugs and goes inside the ring together with you.
Bonus:
And it was this time the creep knew that they are fucked up as you put your jacket away and saw the muscles of your arms but what was worrying that Iwaizumi's grin, it was obvious that Iwaizumi indirectly telling the creep he fucked up for trying to challenge his girlfriend/boyfriend before the alarm turns off and the match started.
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Kyōtani Kentarō - Aoba Johsai
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It is canon that Kyoutani only listens to Iwaizumi and he doesn't listen to others on the volleyball team, even to his captain, and because of that. I believe he would love having S/O who are really good at kickboxing.
He would love it if you challenge him in kickboxing, he would feel excited, especially sparring with his S/O which is you. But he won't get too hard on you since he doesn't want to hurt you.
Sometimes he would listen to his teammates or other people talking about how badass you are and he is super proud of that. Sometimes he would be even mean enough to rub it into their faces.
Often sparring with you and he would be interested, surprisingly he would listen to you as you taught him some basics, tips, or certain movements in kickboxing.
Kyoutani also just like Iwaizumi, he would be your biggest cheerleader as you spar with the other opponents and would scream his lungs out if you were able to win the competition.
Kyoutani would also definitely give you a hard glare and his scolding are much harsher than Iwaizumi's if you ended up injured because of the sparring.
Sometimes he would buy some cold drinks after you were working out or training, spending his money on your drinks while you were sweating after punching the bags.
He won't admit it but he definitely loves it when you spend your time together by sparring with him and training with him. He also loves to watch you beat your rivals down.
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It was two in the afternoon and the street of Miyagi was quite busy with people walking around in the household areas and the nearest town with small shops here and there. Standing in front of the gym door, two persons walk in and look around the new brand gym which has many new equipments for people to workout.
The first person has short-cropped blond hair with two black stripes running across the sides of his head, just above the ears. The man also has honey-brown eyes that are sharp like the eyes of a guard dog eyes which makes him look intimidating unlike the rest of the Aoba Johsai Volleyball players.
The other person has a (H/C) hair color with a certain hair length. They/she/he is also having a peculiar (S/C) skin color that makes them stand out from the rest of the people inside the gym. They/she/he also has a beautiful (E/C) eye color as (Y/N) also wearing an oversized cyan hoodie with a black tanktop underneath it and biker shorts.
"So, why the fuck we're here?" Your boyfriend Kyoutani raises his eyebrows at you.
'Isn't it obvious and didn't your mom tell you?" You roll your eyes, a little bit annoyed that he forgot one of your hobbies.
"....What is it?" He still did not get it.
"It's kickboxing, dumbass. I'm going to train with my mentor and you can do anything in here while waiting for me," You told him before putting the bag on the bench.
His eyes widened before he slam his hand on his face, feeling a little bit embarrassed for forgetting that his mom did tell him that his boyfriend/girlfriend does kickboxing. You could not help but chuckle and roll your eyes at him playfully, amused by his reaction before grabbing one of his arms.
"Also, I don't really want you to just stand there and watch me like a lower. So, wanna sparring with me after I change to my training attire? I bet I could beat your ass later when we are sparring," you challenged your boyfriend.
Hearing that, the short-cropped volleyball player could not help but one the edge of his lips tugged upwards and almost reached his eyes with his canines showing off, "Heh, let's see about that loser. I will be the one who will kick your ass later," Kyoutani challenged back before his hands were on the sides of your legs and trapping you into the bench.
As soon as Kyoutani pulls away from trapping you, the old woman comes up with boxing gloves on her hand as she sent a friendly smile to you.
"Here, I got new gloves for you and I already thor your beaten-out gloves away since this one is more comfortable. Anyway, who was that hot guy/ Mind telling me~" the old lady teases you. She was a friendly old lady but with incredible monstrous strength and she was like your best friend.
"Yeah, that guy is my boyfriend, his name is Kyoutani and I will be sparring with him later..."
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Asahi Azumane - Karasuno
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Asahi has two reactions if he had S/O Who can do kickboxing and the first reaction is that he is actually proud of you because he thinks you are badass.
He knows that based on your skill and talent in kickboxing. You are able to defend yourself since he doesn't really like violence (He's just huge and scary looking but soft in real life).
Asahi also wanted to learn kickboxing like you although he stopped on the first trial and not joining the practice anymore because he thinks it's scary and tiring.
Especially when he looks at all of the rivals and the trainer, he legit almost pisses himself out of fear because of their scary looks and build.
Because of that, he would be just the personal nurse and cheerleader when you are sparring with the other player and would loudly cheer you up when you win the match or bandage your wounds when you got punched in the face.
Another Reaction that Asahi will have when reacting to having S/O who can do kick-boxing that he thinks that you are a slightly scary and violent person, not really knowing you wanted Kick Boxing not really because you want to fight but just building your body to be stronger.
He does legit think people who like martial arts are aggressive. He isn't wrong but he is not also entirely right about this unless you told him the truth or explained about some people do kickboxing to build their bodies stronger.
Nevertheless, Asahi is proud of you that you are strong to defend yourself from any bad guys but he is also a bit worried about any injuries you received from kickboxing, thinking you got injured during sparring.
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On the other side of the gym, there is a single room with a large ring in the middle of it as well as benches and lockers surrounding the ring. But that was not it, there were also some punching bags on the side, a mattress, and other equipment that was usually used by other players and trainers to practice or build their bodies.
On the corner left, two figures sitting together as the two of them watching two people against each other the guy flinches every time when the person inside of the ring got painful punches, kicks, or jabs on the side. He has long hair which is usually styled as a bun behind his head and dark brown eyes.
The person who is sitting next to Asahi is someone with (H/C) hair color with a (H/L) hair length. Not only their/her/his hair but the person has sharp (E/C) eyes that observe every detail of their/her/his opponent's every move in a hope that (Y/N) can counter those moves.
Asahi could not help but keep staring at his partner with eyes that clearly shows that he is worried. The rival inside of the ring seems dangerous with their every movement as the person punches and kicks aggressively without any second thoughts.
"(Y/N)-san. Are you sure you want to spar with someone?" Asahi asks.
"Yes, I am sure. Why do you ask?" You take a glance at your boyfriend.
"I-i'm just scared if you ended up injured badly. I don't want to see you in pain," Asahi glances at the ground with sweat going down from his face.
"It's okay, Asahi-san. You don't need to worry. I will be fine," you reassure your giant boyfriend.
"B-but what if your rival going to punch your face and break your nose?" Asahi stuttered, still worried.
"Asahi-san. It's alright, I promise I will be careful and I won't be injured at all," you gently trace your hand on his back.
RIIING-
The sound of a loud alarm blared through the whole room, signaling that the match is over and Asahi's face palled as he sees the one who looses from the match. He could see some bruises and blood trailing down their face. It was no mistake that the opponent was too strong for them and they ended up being brought to the medical bay for treatment.
Even though Asahi was shaking in his seat and feeling his soul flying like a dying whale. You weren't afraid at all, instead, your eyes were burning like fire and sweat are trickling down from your forehead after a short stretching with gloves already wrapped around your hands with your hoodie already placed on top of the iron chair.
"B-BE CAREFUL, (Y/N)-SAN!" he bites his own nails.
"I will!" You shouted back.
Instead of turning around to look Asahi in the eyes. Your eyes already focusing on the tall person inside of the ring as they had only little cuts from the match before the door of the ring is pulled by one of the trainers, letting you go inside the area. Asahi swore it feels like his chest are going to pop out because of the fear-ridden inside of him.
A pair of (E/C) eye colors with the emerald green one meets with each other and the person smiles a little bit before they gave their hands to you "I hope we will have a good match, miss/mister (Y/N) (L/N)." It was not mockery, even though they are strong kickboxers, the person was rather humble and friendly when outside of the match.
"Likewise, (R/N). I hope the two of us have a good game," you shook their hand.
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Yamaguchi Tadashi - Karasuno
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Another precious Karasuno boi who is going to look at you as if you were made out of gold and silver. He thinks you are someone who is very cool.
He knows you can do kickboxing and he is legit thinking you are the strongest person. Yamaguchi also thinks you are stronger than him.
The reason he thinks that is because of that day when Tsukishima stand up for him and defended him from bullies teasing his freckles when they were young.
He also is slightly jealous as he thinks that you are better than him in a term of strength and talent and you had to reassure him that he is also cool for joining the volleyball team.
If you ever lose the match, he would sit next to you with his hand on your back and try to cheer you up but when you win the kickboxing match. You would be surprised because he would be the loudest other than Asahi when seeing you beating up your rival
If anyone going to talk bad about you because of your hobby, he would try his best to defend you from those judgemental assholes although he would regret it when the person march over to start a fight.
Yamaguchi would also sometimes surprisingly join your training routine at training but only the easy ones such as sit-ups, push-ups, squats, planks, and other workouts.
Yamaguchi would also sometimes be kind enough to bring your drinks over or share his drinks if you are thirsty and did not bring your water bottle.
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Standing in the ring with two figures, the person with deep blue eyes stares at a pair of (E/C) eye colors with determination in their eyes but it was not only them because (Y/N) (L/N) also staring at their/her/his opponent with the same amount of determination even though the two of them had cuts and bruises on their faces and their body.
(Y/N) eyes widened before using two of their arms to block the rival's punch to protect themselves/herself/himself from getting hit in the face. The person clicks their tongue in annoyance before backing away from you, scared that you would retaliate quickly by punching them back.
However, the rival was not faster and smarter enough because once (Y/N) put her/his/their arms away. (Y/N) (L/N) uses one of their/her/his legs before swiping the person's feet out of nowhere and making them fall to the soft mattress and making them surprised by the sudden move.
Without thinking twice, (Y/N) tackled the rival with the right arm wrapped around the neck and the arms as the legs also locked the waist of the rival, immobilizing them and choking them as well. Feeling the air sucked out from their lungs, the person quickly taps their hand on the ground, giving up.
Carefully, you pulled yourself away from the person and see the trainer comes up to you and raise your hand, showing that you were the winner of the match. A pair of brown eyes stare at you with admiration, he knew you are strong but NOT THIS STRONG. He could not help but clap as loud as he can, seeing you winning the match.
As you stepped out from the ring and the rival was brought away by their trainer, Yamaguchi slowly strolled up to you with a cute smile on his face before he hands the small towel to wipe your sweat away and gave you a water bottle, "H-hi babe. Here's your drink and let's go to the medic bay. Your bruise on your arms seems painful," Yamaguchi pointed out.
"Thanks, Yamaguchi-san but I think I am fine. We can go home and tend this bruise," you reassure your boyfriend.
"A-are you sure?" Yamaguchi looks at you with worry.
"Yeah, I'm sure. You don't need to worry about me. Let's just get ready and go home, okay? Also, we will stop at the closest Mcdonald's. I'm STARVING after that match!" You pick your bags up and wrap the hoodie around your waist since the bag is quite full.
"Y-yeah!" Yamaguchi quickly takes his bags before he walks to your right side.
You didn't notice that his eyes were staring from the bottom of your shoes to the top of your head as well as the bruises from all of the match, training, and from sparring with the other players. He could not help but smile widened, proud of all of your hard work and training as he was also there watching from the start of your training.
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kozubaby · 2 years
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Kyotani Kentarou who responds with enthusiasm when you tell him you want to take a self-defense class. 
Who’s expression then softens considerably because he knows *exactly* why you want to. Why you *need* to do it to feel safer. 
Kyotani Kentarou who shows up at your house a few weeks later asking if you’re ready for the class you didn’t even know you were scheduled to take. Who tells you your gym clothes are cute and fills an extra huge bottle of water just in case you drink all of yours and need more.
Kyotani Kentarou who talks animatedly about the class the whole drive over and preemptively threatens anyone who even *thinks* of toppling you. Who grins and bears those sharp fangs when you arrive at a familiar gym and see Tanaka Ryuunosuke at the front of the class. “I didn’t trust anybody else to teach you. I tried a bunch of classes and his is by far the best.” “Wait..you’ve been taking self-defense classes alone?” You’re confused and curious because you can see the faintest wash of pink on his cheeks and ears. “Yeah I mean..I wanted to take a full class to make sure I would be the perfect sparring partner for you.” Kyotani Kentarou who never stops showing just how much he would do for you. Just what lengths he would go for you. To feel safe and loved with him. To feel comfortable and vulnerable with him. Kyotani Kentarou who leans against your kitchen counter with a bag of frozen corn over dark bruising painted around his left eye, proud to wear it because you went all out just like he told you to. Allowed you to so that you could see your own power. So that you could see what you’re capable of. “Next week I wanna see bruises on these ribs.” He lifts his shirt, flashing those fangs again. “Make me proud again.”
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clairdelunelove · 2 years
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Dating Collegekyoutani! Headcanons Pt.I
kyoutani kentarou x reader
genre: fluff
warnings: slightly suggestive?
synopsis: had a couple ideas on what dating collegekyou! would be like! headcanon style!
a.n. another brainrot because I can't get university kyoutani out of my mind! I'll probably add to this as college courses start back up and I gain motivation <3
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dating collegekyoutani! would include lots of early mornings where you’re knocking on his door
he’s still fast asleep, covered in his blankets while nudging a pillow underneath his chin
caught a case of blasting music until 2 in the morning because he wasn’t able to fall asleep
you’ll have to knock a couple times, mostly panicking because he’ll be late to his morning classes if he doesn’t get up right now
not knowing who it is, he’ll grumble out a, “hol’ your shit” while shrugging on an old shirt that’s strewn over the armrest of his chair
yes.
he sleeps in dark sweatpants and goes shirtless because it’s more comfortable to him
don't ask why.
he’ll yank the door open, frustration etched onto his face because someone just ruined his restless sleep, but then his eyes widen when it’s you- standing at the entryway of his dorm room and clad in the cutest outfit he’s ever seen
and no, he will never admit that every outfit you wear is disgustingly cute
“time to wake up,” you’d grin at him while he’s short circuiting, “and good morning, kyou.”
first off, it’s way too early for him to even comprehend that you’re literally here at this ungodly hour
second, he can't recall the last time anyone ever wished him a good morning
third, are you touching his hand right now?
sure enough, your fingers softly caress over kyoutani’s knuckles and he freezes at the touch before you’re teasingly scolding him with a, “you’re supposed to say it back, ya know.”
he’s clearing his throat, eyes darting from your fleeting touches on his hand and your bright smile, but manages out a pathetic, “mornin’.”
“good,” you’d hum in contentment before flashing him the watch on your wrist, “you have class in fifteen minutes.”
shit—
“and when you’re finished getting ready I’ll give you your good morning kiss,” you shyly mention with the hopes of motivating him to hurry.
it’s almost humiliating how fast kyoutani closes the door (not before telling you to wait for him) and scrambles over to the bathroom to brush his teeth with newfound vigor
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dating collegekyoutani! means you never wait on him after class
he’s surprisingly on time to pick you up after each of your classes throughout the week
absolutely can not let you wait on him
makes it his goal to memorize your schedule so he doesn’t have to constantly check his phone about where the buildings are at
would glare (or curse) at anyone that got in his way while he was on his way to pick you up
“watch it,” he’d bark out while narrowly avoiding a duo of students that were aimlessly chatting
throws in a threatening snarl for good measure before he’s darting away because his pretty girl is texting him
^they’d be traumatized by it for the rest of their lives
imagine dark leather-clad kyoutani standing beside the entryway of your classroom while you’re bounding up to him— the definition of excitement as a smile stretches on your lips
he’s murmuring a quick, “how’d your class go,” while he plucks your backpack off of your shoulders and slings it over his own (basically second nature to him)
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dating collegekyoutani! includes lots of handholding!
doesn’t matter when or where— this man will always have his hands on you
his love language is definitely physical touch so he craves the feeling of you being close to him
whether he’s snaking his arm around you to tug you closer or running his fingers over your hips, this man is at peace knowing that you’re safe with him
when you’re walking on campus with him he’ll nonchalantly thread his fingers with yours
he’d MELT if you decided to loop your pinky with his— it’s just so cute to him
if you tease him about it then kyoutani would pull his hand away to warn you for picking on him
“what was that, doll?” he’d ask while shoving his hands in his pockets
the corners of his lips would lift into a taunting smirk
“kyou!”
loves to hear you whine as your hands desperately claw at his to continue holding hands
it works every time
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dating collegekyoutani! causes you to smile whenever he keeps you company 
surprisingly enough, he’s unintentionally hilarious 
if you’re having a bad day or the vibes are just off– he’s uncomfy when you’re not content/happy 
does everything in his power to see you crack a smile 
he’d hesitantly bring up something that happened during his classes or his shift at work 
doesn’t matter what it is (i.e. he’d share whether a student was running late to class and caused a commotion)
or 
attempt to tell you a joke— to which you don’t understand at first— so he’s awkwardly trying to explain it and the way the tips of his ears tinge red is usually enough to elicit an amused grin 
or 
if you’re having a headache during a cold day then he’ll fling his hoodie towards you 
you’d probably resort to sarcasm to cover up the blush on your cheeks, “wow, this’ll definitely help cure my migraine.”
“on second thought,” he’d instantly snap back at you and grab the back of the hoodie he just threw, “gimme that shit back.” 
you’d have to apologize with a, “i’m kidding, kyou!” and tug him down for a kiss before he lets you wriggle away from him 
little do you know, as you’re sticking your arms through the sleeves, that he’s fighting off a satisfied smile 
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dating collegekyoutani! is an amazing choice for when you forget to take care of yourself
he knows that you’re extra stressed because it’s finals week
ALWAYS treats you to food so he knows you’re eating
“just pick what you want”
he doesn’t mind what you pick because he’s already got a good amount of funds left in his bank account from his on-campus job
plus
with the way your face dazzles at the sight of colorful desserts, kyoutani isn't really worried about picking up more shifts to earn cash
he’s surprisingly doting too
the type to motion you towards him with a single finger while you’re recalling details about your day
adores listening to your voice and his eyes would absentmindedly drift to your glossy lips
“c’mere,” he’s saying and a pleased hum escapes him when you’re so obedient to his every word
it makes his warm all over
uses his thumb to swipe up the cream at the corner of your lips
he’d lick the cream off of his thumb while holding eye contact with you
offhandedly throws in a “so messy, baby”
100% KNOWS that it drives you crazy so he always does it
lowly chuckles, the sound drives shivers up your spine, as you’re sputtering out the remainder of your story about your day
he’d also bring you coffee or tea (whichever you prefer!) after classes if he knows you need it
doesn’t want to overload you on caffeine but knows the pick-me-up is appreciated!
while you’re sipping away on your cup he’s already crushing an empty can of a monster energy drink
when it’s cold out (aka you have classes during the fall or winter semesters!) and you forget your jacket— don’t fret!
kyoutani will lightly scold you for it, mumbling out, “you knew it’d be cold today,” but still drapes his leather jacket over your shoulders
he knows it’s not ideal to keep you warm but it’ll have to work for now
yes. you are correct if you assumed that kyoutani brings a spare jacket after this instance
you’re instantly worried because he’s only in a t-shirt despite the frigid weather
“but,” you hurriedly attempt to shrug off the jacket, “you’ll be cold, kyou-”
if you even TRY to take it off all he’ll do is raise an inquisitive brow and that’s enough to stop you
when you tug the jacket closer to you, it smells graciously of pinewood mixed with another musky scent
it’s intoxicating enough to make you lightheaded during class as your mind is filled— entirely— of kyoutani
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rishiguro · 11 months
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18; “SO WHO ARE THEY?”
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the sun has set a couple of hours ago, the hospital room was dark, illuminated by nothing but iwaizumi’s phone screen.
it was way too late for his liking, he was tired and yet every time he closed his eyes he couldn’t find an ounce of sleep.
he sighed, shutting off his phone and putting it on his chest.
the conversation he had with kyoutani somehow stayed on his mind. iwaizumi didn’t regret anything he said. but yet something felt off to him.
it’s true, you weren’t his partner. neither of you ever brought up the conversation about a label or whatever people thought you were or weren’t. the time wasn’t right. surgery, chemotherapy, a thesis, finals. the both of you had a lot on your minds — and the status of your relationship wasn’t one of them.
yet in this moment a part of him began questioning this. he knew he had feelings for you. amidst all the shitty things going on, iwaizumi genuinely looked forward to seeing you, spending time with you and talking to you.
he liked you.
surely you must like him too, why else would you come by to see him so often — even when he vehemently protests — why would you worry so much about him?
maybe having a conversation about your status wouldn’t be so bad after all.
but did you really need it?
iwaizumi groaned in frustration. all this thinking wouldn’t get him anywhere.
he liked you. and that’s what mattered to him.
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/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/ — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”
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1tsnoya · 2 years
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𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐢 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐡𝐜𝐬
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a/n: hey y’all 1tsnoya has returned with an actual post after like 2 years :)!!
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→ they all agree to live eachother for at LEAST a year... just to see how it goes you know?
→ afterall, they all become pretty close after playing on the sendai frogs together
→ it’s actual hell.
→ is it fun at times? yes ofc!! but yk sometimes they all wanna kill eachother
→ koganegawa is a morning person
→ kyoutani and tsuki are NOT.
→ so one time he tried making breakfast while they were asleep
→ he wanted to surprise his buddies right? aw so sweet!
→ tsukishima ended up waking up to smoke and kogane panicking.
→ him and kyou scolded kogane after receiving their completely burnt food
→ aka... they scared him into never trying to cook again.
→ don’t even get me started on the dishes in this apartment
→ kei is a pretty neat person that we know of so even seeing a few cups and silverware in the sink irks him
→ does it irk the other two? no
→ so what does that mean? it means kyoutani and kogane DO NOT CARE FOR THE DISHES. at all.
→ tsukishima doesn’t even eat that much so it’s always like where did these dishes even come from
→ like he swears that kogane is using a new fork for every bite he takes of his food
→ kyou just doesn’t care. he’s that roommate smh
→ so poor tsukishima gets stuck doing the dishes
→ one time when he left town for holiday and the other two stayed the dishes PILED UP
→ and that’s when they were like why is this happening who usually even does the dishes???
→ so when tsuki came back he was mortified
→ he walked in , stared at the sink, and retreated to his room
→ tsukishima kei was on a dishes strike.
→ and it finally hit kyoutani when all he wanted was cereal when preparing for an exam
→ and there were 0 bowls and 0 spoons
→ so he started washing his own shit and forced kogane to help him
→ teammates who do dishes together stay together fr 🙏🏼
→ koganewara makes kyou and tsuki watch the latest movies w him
→ and it becomes a weekly thing that one day out of the week they have to watch something together
→ sometimes the show/movie does get bickered over though:/
→ so the netflix shuffle button does help
→ other times it’s terrible </3 they got the kissing booth once and were like. what.
→ kogane made them keep it and hid the remote sat on it and tbh they were all at least a tiny bit entertained
→ anyway my fav trio i heart them my fav roommates
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toomanygoldfish · 5 months
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Dog person? Or Cat person?
welcome to my new game! I will put up a haikyuu character and an option between “cat” or “dog”. You get to pick whether they are a cat or a dog person. Once the vote is over I will write a Drabble about it! Assume I died if I don’t post.
FIRST UP!! !!!Kyoutani!!
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kimbapisnotsushi · 1 year
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h e l l o kyoutani is rich??? its been a minute since i watched and read haikyuu so did i miss it?? is it canon 😭😭😭
omg i am so sorry i did NOT mean to mislead anyone it's just a theory that i have!! it's not canon if kyoutani is a rich kid or not, i just have a lot of reasons i love thinking he is!!
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plooto · 7 months
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꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ soft . ft. kentarou kyotani
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synopsis . all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one.
warnings . hinting , soft girl ! yn , slight ooc ! kyotani , pet names .
words . 2.7k
notes . rewrite from my previous blog
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volleyball games: a sport that would linger in your mind as one of the best moments. a core memory. your parents ushered you to the game, encouraging you out the house instead of playing animal crossing all day. you watched the aoba josai game in relatively silent, cheering proudly when your team scored or successful stopped the ball. it was after one hit you saw him—bleached hair, strong arms, and looks that could kill. he looked around, your heart seemed to stop and you ducked, pretending to tie your shoe to avoid his gaze. he only seen you out of the corner of his eye and he’s glad he did.
after the game, you made a choice. a bold one. you went to to the blonde donning the number sixteen and complimented him, leaving immediately after. unaware of the exchange that took place, his teammates pushed him around, disapproving of his newfound silence.
unbeknownst to you, his thoughts consisted of you and you only. your next meeting would be on his account. barely catching you, he asked for your permission to accompany you on your walk home. with a shy smile, you agreed. and walk you home he did, and the same the day after that, and the one after that one.
his way of courting you was trailered just for you, from the way he talked to you, down to the way he walked around you. his guard was down, you broke his wall, vulnerable to every sweet thing you did.
him making the first move was combated by you being the one to ask him out. sneaking a pastel pink sticky note into his locker, you prayed you got the right locker. he found you at the end of the day, grumbling about how he couldn’t find you sooner. wonder why.
you settled into your relationship with the spiker slowly. all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one. he took you on low maintenance dates, ones you didn’t directly express that you enjoyed the idea of. coffee dates and walks that seemed to go nowhere. he showed you as much affection as you wanted, your favorite being his hugs. it’s something about the warmth when he wraps his arms around you, giving you the perfect amount of squeeze to make your heart flutter and reassure you that nothing could come between you. nothing.
your first kiss was in a movie theater. he let you choose the movie, he wouldn’t be paying enough attention to the movie when you were sitting so prettily next to him. your forgetfulness shining as you shivered, forgetting your jacket. noticing your shivers, he wrapped a warm arm around you, of which you snuggled into. smiling with content, you turned your face to place a soft kiss on his cheek. the tips of his ears reddening once the display registered. placing a finger under your chin, he lifts your lips to his: a silent explanation of his wants.
your relationship with the wing spiker was one you believed started in a past life. he was always so attentive of you, indirectly reminding you to eat and drink water daily.
on this day, your impulsive thoughts got the better of you, pulling your desk around your room with all your might. you took a break, opting to take a seat on your desk and listen to the muffled music playing from your speaker positioned in your closet ( promise, muffled music going through walls just hits different ). your music turned down on its own, confusing you for a moment until you heard your boyfriends text tone. with a smile on your face, you pushed yourself off the desk to check it.
my pretty boy : hey doll open up
not locking your phone you dropped it on the bed, maneuvering around the clutter you made minutes earlier to make it to the front door. you smiled at your boyfriend, who walked in and kicked off his shoes, being here enough times it was like he lived here. waiting patiently till he finished, you wrapped him in a hug. lifting you off your feet, he made his way around the house to your room, dodging the desk you left in the middle of the room to take a seat on your pink duvet covers.
“ what happened here, doll? ” you turned your head before the rest of your body, sitting with your back to his chest. you pointed as you explained the mess before you:
“ i wanted to move my desk where my cubbies were and the cubbies there because it didn’t look right anymore.. ” squeezing your hips, he placed you on the bed in his spot and got up to finish what you started. watching him as he lifted the desk and then the cubbies was serene. you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as he was finishing. swinging legs and a glint of desire flashing across your eyes made him smirk, watching you squirm as your eyes locked with his.
“ doll? ” jutting your bottom lip, you made grabby hands in his direction and he obliged. sinking his fists into the bed beside your hips he leveled with you. “ what is it? ” he asked in a lower baritone. suddenly you were lost for words, looking away from his alluring eye contact.
“ n- need you kyo.. ” you couldn’t see it, but you heard as me smirked.
“ we’ll why didn’t you say that sooner.. you know i’m good at pacifying that. ”
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practice was all he ever seemed to do—practice blocks, practice digs, practice this, practice that. he just prayed for this session to be over so he could return to his sanctuary.
softly, you hummed as you played animal crossing on the switch he got you for your birthday, even after explicitly telling him that your only desire was his time. never did you express to him you wanted one, but still he knew you did.
tilting your head as you listened to your music, thinking of when your boyfriend would come back so you can show him all the pent up affection you’ve been marinating.
on the other hand, kentarou was livid. why yahaba thought pushing his buttons was wise was behind him; however, the line of self control was starting to blur. a new touch of conversation taking its place, another he didn’t feel like expanding upon—the pretty marks you left on his back. audibly winching, he pulled the shirt completely off his shoulders.
“ oo woo ! finally got you some action, huh mad dog? ” he crossed the threshold,
“ fuck off, all right? what i do on my time, with my girlfriend is my damn business. not like someone like you would understand. ” this seemed to have hit a nerve, tucked deep away in the other second year’s mind.
“ what’d ya say? you- ”
“ yahaba. mad dog. there are first years here. ” kyotani growled, throwing on a shirt from his gym bag and making it out of the gym not nearly as fast as he liked. he wanted you in his arms, your sweet perfume invading his nose, cotton candy chapstick smearing across his lips.. no he needed you.
unfortunately he would have to wait even longer. kentarou was a delinquent, but he wasn’t stupid, he noticed the idiots following him from the blocks ago. making a so longer than normal at his house, he only decided it was good to leave after they were long gone. occupying the time by taking a shower and putting up his gym clothes. finally arriving at your door, he waited for you to open it. hearing the door unlock he looked up to see you looking at fun with sleepy eyes. letting him in, you waited for him to take off his shoes, sleepiness getting the better of you for you didn’t realize that you were already being lifted into the air. the sudden realization shot a jolt of energy up your spine, waking you up. arriving to your bed, kyotani places you down and snuggled into your shoulder. you wrapped one of your arms around his shoulders and the other hand you ran through his hair, scratching his scalp.
“ was practice that bad? ” he nodded, grumbling a few words into your shoulder,
“ i can’t understand you, kyo~ ” you told him softly, the hand scratching his head going to the bottom of his hairline. he pulled away from his comforter spot momentarily just to look at your pretty face, golden hues peering into yours.
“ idiot yahaba doesn’t understand how to keep his mouth shut, askin’ me ‘bout your scratches on my back..few angry words there and there, the only way to calm myself was to thing of was you making them” your eyes widened, tips of your ears set ablaze as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. letting out a loud chuckle, that rumbled the air around you, rubbing your hips.
“ don’t say things like that so casually! ” you balled up his shirt and held him tight until your face cooled off.
“ wanna watch a movie, pretty girl? ” he whispered in your ear, to which you nodded, telling him what movie you wanted to watch.
you snuggled into his side while the movie played, running your fingers along his abs absentmindedly. the two of you fell asleep like that, tangled in each other’s loving embrace.
the week after next, kyotani had practices that ran well into the evening, which he wasn’t happy about. he wanted to skip them to spend more time with you: his beautiful bundle of joy. you assured him it was fine, telling him that you’d show him extra love when he came to visit you.
the end of practice, he made haste, stuffing his gym clothes and making a beeline to your place. he knocked harder with extra impatience, when you opened the door.
“ hey ky- waaa! ” he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder, barely making it out of his shoes before heading to your room. he laid you on the bed, giving you a rough kiss before stripping himself of his shirt and knee pads. without a moment of hesitation, he laid on you, pressing his weight into you. you huffed, tapping him to get some air back in your system.
“ kyo- loosen upp. ” he lifted himself off you, just enough to be close but not suffocating.
“ ‘m sorry doll, it was a long day.. ” he groaned. you smiled up at him, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips. licking his lips, he laid you back down gently to hover above you. you lifted your hands to his face, pushing your thumbs against the corners of his mouth, forcing them into a smile. he shook his head, turning his head to hide his red face. you smiled up at him, sleepiness that was there before dissipating the more you spent time in his presence.
“ c’mon, let’s lay down. ” you mumbled, rubbing his arms therapeutically. you watched as his form laid down on the bed next to you. swinging your leg over, you sat on his lower back. your eyes dance over his large back, newer red scratches taking the place of the older ones. n a flash he turned you both over, positioning himself over you.
“ you’re breathtaking..” he whispered against the supple skin of your neck.
“ kyo.. ” you felt him smirk against you. “ w- wait stop ” you whimpered, he pulled away immediately, scanning your face for any sort of discomfort.
“ you just got off of practice..let me.”
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you swung your feet as you scrolled through the photos of you and kyotani when something in your peripheral didn’t match your room’s color palette. knee pads? kyo must’ve left them.. you were already changed out of your school uniform opting to go in the shirt you were already wearing, you tossed on a shirt that you permanently borrowed from your boyfriend. you grabbed your phone after picking up his knee pads. you put on your shoes and made your way out the door.
getting closer and closer to the gym, you felt uneasiness fall over you. who would greet you first? you prayed it wasn’t oikawa, judging by the stories kyotani has told you, you weren’t fond of him in the slightest. stepping into the gym, you fiddled with his knee pads, holding them close to your chest as you looked around. you craned your neck as you watched the tall male approach you.
“hi beautiful, what can i do for ya? ” you took a step away from him, your heart pounding at the number of eyes on you.
“ - uh, um.. knee pads, kyotani.. um.. he might need them.” the male in front of you leaned down to your height, smirking as he watched you fluster.
“ hm, and how do you know our mad dog-chan, pretty- ”
“ doll? ” your head turned, your eyes barely settling on your boyfriend before you ran on the balls of your feet into his chest. you gripped the back of his shirt, tears pooling in your water line.
“ it’s alright, i’ve gotcha. ”he rubbed your back softly before coving your ears as his attention turned to the confused captain.
“ the fuck did you do to scare her so bad, oikawa?! ” he barked, glaring at him with a look that could have dropped him dead where he stood. oikawa raised his hands in innocence, quick to defend himself.
“ only shittykawa can make a girl cry that fast.. ” oikawa turned, expression resembling hurt before replying back to his cocaptain,
“ watch it iwa! for your information i was just asking her a question because she, has his knee pads! ”
“ but weren’t you in her face? ”
“ flirted with her. ”
“ you know, you’re a lot taller than she is. ”
“ must’ve been scary having a guy like him over you like that. ”
“ t- that’s oikawa? ” you mumbled up to kyotani. iwaizumi, the other spiker, laughed, getting what you were saying, then kyotani nodded, stifling a laugh under his breath,
“ yeah that’s him. ” you nodded, releasing him and pushing his knee pads closer to him.
“ stay for practice, i’ll walk you home. ” you nodded, opting to go to the corner by his bag.
the practice started and a few turns in oikawa shot kyotani a set, calling out his name. jumping into the air, he slammed the ball down, the blunt force echoing throughout the gym. you clapped your hands together quietly, your boyfriend turning to you with a wide smile on his face.
‘ how did a cutie like her end up dating him..? ’ the team thought, watching as you clapped when he made an impressive move.
towards the end of practice you felt your eyelids start to droop. shifting yourself to lay down on kyotani’s backpack. you wanted to stay up to watch his entire practice, but your body wouldn’t permit it. as your eyes were closing, you caught a glimpse of him throwing his hands in the air.
“ gimme a sec. ” he told his team, lightly jogging over to you and draping his jacket over you, pulling it up to your chin before moving a strand of hair out of your face. the light affection and the warmth bringing a smile to your face.
“ woah, who knew mad dog could be soft? ” he turned, glaring at his teammates, who in turn looked around as if they were not watching the scene take place in front of them.
“ back to practice! ”
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“ tani!!! ” you called. running up the stairs he bursts open the door.
“ what’s wrong?? are you okay? ” you nodded, out stretching your hands towards him.
“ kith? ” his shoulders dropped, relaxing as he walked towards you. he leaned down to give you a kiss, throwing your arms around him as his lips pressed against yours. once he pulled away you smiled at him lovingly. words bubbled in your throat, words that never made it past your mind.
“ i love you, kentarou.” you felt him stiffen, eyes searching yours for any doubt. he smirked at you, leaning in to pepper kisses over your skin.
“ i love you too, yn. ” giggling, you locked your ankles around his hips, your arms moving to tickle his ribs. stifling a laugh, he pinned your arms above your head with one hand.
“ you’re pretty bold for pulling a stunt like that, doll. ”
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published . september 2 , 2023
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pinkykats-place · 2 years
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SFW Haikyuu x Female Reader
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Disclaimers!
None of the stories linked below are mine.
All of the readers are female and are paired with male characters.
Art work not mine, created by kuby_HQ.
Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please like, comment and/or reblog their work!
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Feral Animal
Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani x Omega! Reader
Summary: You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this.  Good thing you had a guardian angel- or should we say, dog. 
Karasuno with a very supportive and "mom" manager
she’s mine
ᴛsᴜᴋɪsʜɪᴍᴀ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Summary: ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴏʏs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏʟʟᴇʏʙᴀʟʟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴛsᴜᴋɪsʜɪᴍᴀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀsᴛ ʀᴇsᴏʀᴛ.
Being Sejioh's Manager
Aoba Johsai x Female Manager
Sunday is Bokuto’s favorite day.
Bokuto Kotaro x fem! Reader
Kyoutani Kentarou (Maddog)x fem! Reader
Summary: kyoutani and reader on a date and the rest of aoba johsai end up seeing them
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ao3feed-iwaoi · 2 years
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Dragon Fire
Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/goUOwXR
by Catastra_Fey
Sawamura Daichi is the steadfast and loyal guard to Prince Sugawara Koushi. His life has been defined by his duty and he is the best there is. But everything changes when the elusive dragons from the Dragon Kingdom arrive for a diplomatic meeting with uncanny descriptions of precisely who will be the escort for each one.
And of course, despite his well-supported mistrust of the ancient predators, he is partnered with the dragon prince. Who seems intent upon flustering him. And much to his frustration, it's working. But is there a deeper reason why these dragons knew everything about them other than their name? Could some force greater than Sawamura can imagine be at play?
Words: 18381, Chapters: 5/5, Language: English
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kuroo Tetsurou, Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Kyoutani Kentarou, Yachi Hitoka, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Azumane Asahi, Nishinoya Yuu, Original Characters
Relationships: Kuroo Tetsurou/Sawamura Daichi, Kyoutani Kentarou/Yachi Hitoka, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, High Fantasy, Royalty, Dragon! Kuroo Tetsurou, Interspecies Relationship(s), Interspecies Sex, Sexual Tension, Miscommunication, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Minor Injuries, Sparring, Mild Blood, Temperature Play, Accidental Voyeurism, Top Kuroo Tetsurou, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Biting
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/goUOwXR
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Aoba Johsai Masterlist
Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below.
🌹: Smut
🥀: Angst
🍭: Fluff
😂: Comedy
🧐: Random
🧸: Domestic
😐: Non-Specified
🗡️: Gore/Yandere
❤️: Romantic
Also, If you want a commission for a one-shot or a series, you can click this link:
Commission
Hello Everyone. I’m starting a commission. If you want a request, you can message me in here, Wattpad and Quotev.  I'm going to make a com
ERINA WRITES- HAIKYUU, HETALIA, KNB
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Oikawa Tooru - Captain
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When Their S/O dresses and acts like their Grandparents😂🍭
When their S/O in their Period (Part one) 🍭🧐
Reuniting with their S/O for a long time🥀🍭
Baking cake together with S/O🧸🍭♥️
Pranking S/O by Forgetting Today is Valentine🥀🍭♥️
S/O Surprising them with Pets🧸❤️🍭
Hanging Out with S/O who is a Karasuno Manager❤️🧐
Iwaizumi Hajime - Vice Captain
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When Their S/O dresses and acts like their Grandparents😂🍭
Reuniting with their S/O for a long time🥀🍭
S/O Surprising them with Pets🧸❤️🍭
Having S/O Who can do a Kick-Boxing🧐❤️🍭
Matsukawa Issei - Middle Blocker
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Hanamaki Takahiro - Wing Spiker
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Kyoutani Kentarou - Wing Spiker
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Kunimi Akira - Wing Spiker
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Kindaichi Yutarou - Middle Blocker
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ao3feed-daisuga · 2 years
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A Royal pain in the ass
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/urhEUzL
by kawakuso
Imagine parties, homework, and tiaras in one place. Idk how to write sex scenes so literally don't expect it lmao.
Tobio didn't sign up for this, Hajime definitely didn't sign up for this. So, why the hell is this happening. A school full of rich royal assholes in one place. slay. Yes, there are more characters but they won't really be mentioned.
Words: 180, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of The what the fuck have you written KAWA?!
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M
Characters: Kageyama Tobio, Iwaizumi Hajime, Iwaizumi Hajime's Mother, Kageyama Tobio's Mother, Oikawa Tooru, Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou, Kyoutani Kentarou
Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime & Kageyama Tobio, Kageyama Tobio/Tsukishima Kei, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Kageyama Tobio & Kyoutani Kentarou
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - College/University, Making Out, no sex cuz i suck, modern-royalty AU, Kageyama Tobio is a Little Shit, Iwaizumi Hajime Is So Done, idk man, okay maybe no sex let me figure my life out first
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/urhEUzL
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clairdelunelove · 1 year
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Fallen Pumpkins
kyoutani kentarou x reader, established relationship! 
genre: halloween fluff (pumpkin patch/carving pumpkins one shot!) 
warnings: slight cursing 
a.n. I wrote this one a while ago but never posted :o cheers to the spooky season (I’m working on writing some more to celebrate!) but have some of this grumpy boi in the meantime <3 
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“So many damn pumpkins.” 
Huffing in annoyance, the blonde’s heavy black boots stomp on stray bits of yellowish hay that litter the arid ground. The result is a satisfying crunch that causes him to commit heartier strides. He nudges the orange gourd near his feet and haughtily smirks when it tips over to land sideways. Your hand immediately strikes out to smack the male’s arm, a form of discipline that leaves him alike to a grumbling child. 
“Well of course,” you hum while bending down to reposition the pumpkin that toppled over, “what did you expect from a pumpkin patch?”
Kyoutani shrugs, the dark leather of his jacket tensed with the movement, and proceeds to keep a keen eye on the strangers that waltzed around the two of you. He was rather watchful of lingering eyes that gazed a second too long at your figure. Yet, the blonde would adamantly disagree when most would comment on his overbearing protectiveness. 
“Just never been to one, I guess.”
Your fingers brush off the specked dirt that rests on the pumpkin before clapping your hands on your pants and standing back up to face Kyoutani. A curious glint twinkles in your eyes, settling to pry deeper into the confession of his past that was rarely uttered. Taking a step forward, his eyes instinctively widen at the close proximity and gulps upon inhaling a whiff of your perfume. 
“I’m glad I could be the first to take you to one,” you profess sweetly. 
With the genuine phrase, Kyoutani is certain that he’s gravitating to cloud nine. Even if the two of you had been dating for a year, you always amazed him. He swears that his heart is drumming through his chest, ready to explode in each passing moment of admiring you. Your voice was a melody that he’d never tire from, and your words were the lyrics of his favorite song. 
He’d fallen for you.
Clearing his throat by pounding a fist on his chest, Kyoutani dumbly responds with a hasty, “yeah, me too.” 
Suddenly the world seemed to widen after his response, no longer trapped in his tunnel vision of just marveling at you. Babies were bawling their eyes out, couples were cheekily posing for their latest social media picture, and kids were tumbling down from the bales of hay that were stacked with pumpkins. The dried hay bombarded his mouth whenever he opened his lips to speak and dirt blinded him with every gust of wind. Each area of the small farm is covered with the orange vegetable that he’s grown familiar with throughout the day. 
It was stuffy and obnoxiously loud enough to remind him of his high school days. His former teammates’ boisterous chants that always riled him up. Kyoutani certainly wished to steer clear from this whole social event, a string of curses ready to leave his mouth whenever another aloof kid rushes past you. Yet, a dazzling smile never leaves your face and here he is— tagging behind you like a lost puppy. 
“But this might be the last time I’m goin’,” he snorts as his face tinges red and quickly plasters on an annoyed expression, “since we’re gonna be here forever because of a certain someone.”
Upon realizing that Kyoutani’s honey toned eyes are casted over to you, a dramatic gasp leaves your lips, “am not!” 
“Are too.” 
Twirling another pumpkin around to inspect the bruised side, you puff in exasperation. Your method of carefully scrutinizing each vegetable caused the quick pumpkin patch trip to turn into a four hour adventure. 
“Not my fault that I want mine to be perfect.” 
Your retaliation backfired almost automatically, as he raises a thin eyebrow in your direction since it was obviously your faulted flaw. Waving your hand dismissively, a happy squeal is emitted when you raise a pumpkin towards Kyoutani. Evidently, there were no signs of bruising, discoloration, and it was perfectly round to carve. 
“This is what you want?” He asks dauntingly, knowing that your indecisiveness was infinite.
“Yup.” 
You pop the last syllable before motioning to haul it over to the payment station but Kyoutani easily plucks it from your hands and carries it under the crook of his arm while slipping your hand into his. The sensation of his cool fingers is relieving and you have no quarrels with the physical affection. However, as the two of you pass by another barrel of pumpkins, you instinctively reach out to touch them but are gently tugged back by the male. 
“‘Said you were happy with this pumpkin.”
“I just wanted to look, Ken-kun.” 
“I’m gonna pay for this one and I’m driving home.”
“Can’t I just take a peek?”
Pleading with your lower lip jutted out, he rolls his lined eyes at your feeble attempt at disputing. You exhaled in defeat, allowing the blond to drag you to line up before the cash register. There were a decent number of people waiting to weigh and pay for their choice of pumpkins but an abrupt thought flooded your mind. 
“You didn’t even pick one yet!” 
Accusingly pointing a finger at Kyoutani, he puts in half the effort of how dramatic you are by huffing. His arm shifts into a more comfortable position, grasping your pumpkin underneath to reach for the closest one that lounges beside him. It’s quite an amazing feat to pull off, you would even offer him an impressed hum if you weren’t disgruntled by his lack of enthusiasm. 
“Yeah, I got one.” He raises it to support his claim and it baffles you that he isn’t attempting mockery.
“You literally just picked that pumpkin up from the ground!” 
“Isn’t that how pumpkins grow?”
“It even has a bruise on the back of it!”
“‘S alright.” 
You attest that the blond has growled approximately seven times in the past five minutes of carving your pumpkin. A multitude of haphazardly cut plastic bags line the tiled flooring of the shared apartment. The covering served as a makeshift shield so the pumpkin seeds and guts wouldn’t create a hassle to clean afterwards. Digging within your pumpkin, you scoop out the remaining bits before settling back to peer at the handy work. Your knees gently knock against Kyoutani’s, as you’re both perched on the floor, but the blonde is engrossed in his own tasks. 
“This is clean enough, right?” 
The question causes him to snap his gaze towards you before trailing to the hollow opening of your pumpkin. A string of orange fibrous strands and a couple seeds are still lodged in the crannies. 
“Maybe a bit more.” 
Aided by Kyoutani’s mellow comment, your lips press into a determined line as your fingers grasp the handle of your scooper. The blonde continues wracking the sharp tool through the pumpkin shell. Tingling in the back of his throat, he pushes down a profanity when the carving tool gives out on him and the inexpensive steel bends in an acute angle. An entertained laugh threatens to leave your tinted lips but you know better than to taunt the defeated. 
“Son of a—“
“Don’t worry! I bought more for this reason,” you reach over to slide another cutting tool towards him, “here, Ken-kun.” 
“Hmph, thanks.” 
The small blade glints when catching the beams of light coming from the living room. There’s a Halloween movie portrayed on the screen, used to provide faint background noise, and the evening saffron hues outside are perfect for setting the scene. If Kyoutani was guessing correctly, the subtle scent of pumpkin spice came from your obsession of online shopping for candles. It’s warm enough inside the apartment to be cozily dressed and to prove his point, golden eyes flit to you.
The sleeves of your shirt– well, his shirt– were folded to your shoulders so you wouldn’t dirty the material when ferociously carving. Ideally, Kyoutani never did mind if his clothes became stained, since a washing machine was invented for a reason, but didn’t argue with your logic. He’d never admit that he preferred when you wore his clothes, especially his shirts. It was one of his older volleyball attires, a white jersey, that still appeared to drown your figure.
He’s falling deeper.
“Finally done,” huffing while you swipe at your forehead, “now you have to carve the face of my pumpkin for me.”
Eagerly, you push your pumpkin over to the blond while innocently beaming at him. His train of thought snaps, blinking wildly at the second pumpkin he’d have to tediously carve and grumbles incoherently. Bumping shoulders, the dark hoodie he wears is enough to cushion the light impact as you edge closer to Kyoutani. 
“I want my pumpkin to have tiny round eyes and a smile,” you mention while leaning your chin on his shoulder, “can you make it blushing too?”
“It’ll look crappy if I do it since it’s my first time.” 
Over the past couple months you’ve taken account of the blonde’s growth in height and the sweatpants he’s clad in isn’t bunching up at the ends. Instead, alike to his unfamiliar stature, new black piercings align the outer edges of his ears. There’s a stark contrast in appearance between the two of you but the attractive male has you reeling every time. 
“I believe in you though.” 
Slipping your hands into the underside of his arm, you gently cling onto him as he huffs in embarrassment. The tips of his ears burn red, fueled by your openly genuine confession, but the carving tool finds purchase in his fingers once again. Kyoutani starts by threading the blade into the center of the pumpkin and etching the flesh away. 
“What do I get outta this?” He questions absentmindedly, focusing on carving a symmetrical circle for the eyes of the jack o’ lantern. 
Pondering with a tilt of your head, you manage to nonchalantly play with the strings on the blonde’s hoodie, “whatever you want.”
“Then c’mere.” 
Before you have the chance to retort, Kyoutani quickly drops the tool in his grasp so he can card his calloused fingers through your hair. A sharp tug has you lurch forward to connect in a toe-curling kiss with the male and the intensity produces stars to erupt within your vision. His lips, contrary to the warmth of the room, are calmingly cold to the touch. It’s bittersweet, much like the short-term euphoria that consuming piles of candy would give a person. Yet, there is a loving hint that laces the kiss as he pulls away with a satisfied lick of his lips. 
“Happy Halloween,” you playfully whisper as the two of you unwillingly refuse to separate. 
Kyoutani’s silent for a moment, inwardly urging himself to get his explosion of emotions under control, and he clicks his tongue at the smile that dances on your lips. Leaning forward once more, he snorts and moves to gently prod your forehead with his. 
“If I got you,” he murmurs as his hand reassuringly wraps around your waist, “it always will be.” 
Fingers trace the stitching of the number 16 on your shirt and his delicate actions cause shivers to flare at each spot he touches. There’s an unsaid approval that settles in his stare, gaze raking across his shirt that clung onto you. But after a couple beats of silence pass, Kyoutani’s face heats up and the blonde hurriedly forces his eyebrows to furrow in discontent as the sweetness of his words finally catches up to him. 
“Today must really be fucking with me if I’m spouting all this sappy shit.” 
Your amused giggle causes your eyes to upturn into crescents as you press a quick kiss on his cheek. The beating in your heart was steady throughout the confession, raging rabidly when your mission of having a successful first Halloween with Kyoutani was possible. 
He’ll keep falling forever for you if you let him.
“I love you, Ken-kun.” 
“Love you too, princess,” he automatically responds in a mutter before growling and desperately prying your hands off of his hoodie, “shit! you still have that pumpkin crap all over your hands!”   
“You still haven’t finished carving my pumpkin!” 
“Not gonna if you keep wipin’ that shit on me!”
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