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inarizahki · 2 days ago
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[KITATOBER — 6 — voyeurism]
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warnings: 18+, minors dni, voyeurism, kitchen sex
a/n: if this rings a bell for you ty for keeping up with kitatober jhkjkj
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he should turn it off. 
Osamu's fingers dig into the wood of his desk.
he should turn off the camera, turn off the monitor, stop watching. it feels dirty, seeing you like this. his hand hovers over the mouse, thoughts warring in his mind. maybe...maybe he needs to keep watch though. it’s his restaurant after all, and...well, it wouldn’t do for the restaurant’s sterling reputation to be marred by health code violations.
but you’re his employee. 
you’re his dutiful, reliable employee...who his former captain is currently fucking. 
it’s not what he expected when he came in this morning, earlier than usual because the last few weeks have been hell and he’s tired of going home at midnight every day. getting down to business and a head start on making orders was the only thing on his mind. at least, until he entered his office, switched on his computer, and the surveillance system automatically opened up on the screen.
Osamu knows that you and Kita are sweet on each other. it was obvious from the look in both your eyes the moment you two met. he knows today’s the day Kita comes in for deliveries.
but this...this he didn’t know about.
maybe this is why Kita gives him such a hefty discount. it’s an absurd idea, especially since that discount’s been in place even before you started working here, but what’s he supposed to think when you’re spreading your legs like this in his kitchen, sacks of rice sitting on the ground right next to the two of you?
he can’t look away. can’t look away from the twisted look of pleasure on your face...your mouth hanging open as you gasp with every thrust...your hips rolling to meet Kita’s with a primal sort of desperation. you’re clinging to him, arms wound tightly around his shoulders, legs wrapped around his waist, skirt and apron bunched up around your hips.
it would be a lie for Osamu to say you’re not attractive. you’re downright gorgeous, and he’s convinced that just one of the many reasons why his restaurant does so well is because of you. hell, he’s found his eyes wandering from time to time when it’s not busy and there’s downtime. but what is it about you, that makes someone like Kita, so reserved and collected, to be so daring?
what is it like, to be with you?
it’s fucked up, but he can’t help but wonder what it would feel like...to push you up against a wall, after hours when everyone else is gone for the day, to grip his cock and sink deep inside your cunt. he wonders if you would be just as good for him as you are for Kita, so pliant and open. he wonders how tight you must feel...for his former captain to look so out of breath as he rocks into you. 
he’s so hard it hurts, but he has enough self-control to refrain from touching himself. because if he did, if he finished to the sight of you in his restaurant’s kitchen like this, Osamu’s not sure if he could ever look you in the eye again. 
Kita’s back is to the camera, obscuring most of you from view, but something about that makes it even hotter, and makes his mind wander. he imagines that it’s him between your legs, that it’s his neck you’re pressing open-mouthed kisses against and panting into, his back you’re clawing your fingers down.
when you visibly finish, a glazed look clouding your eyes, Osamu has to physically suppress a groan. because you fall apart, lips forming his friend’s name in an inaudible cry, a full-body shudder running through you. Kita’s hips stutter against yours before stilling, pressing into you hard. his cock throbs at the thought of it- at painting your walls white, filling you up the way his friend must be doing right now.
the two of you are no longer moving, just holding each other tightly as you both ride out the waves of your orgasms. Osamu swallows. and, against his better judgement, his eyes stray towards the bottom corner of the window on the monitor. 
the timestamp burns into his memory.
there’s a special place in hell for someone like him.
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lyykaia · 16 hours ago
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that ref just screams him idk
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kageyamatobiyogurt · 11 hours ago
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haikyuu boys at a haunted house 
a/n: mmmm here’s an idea that i now realize would have been perfect for october.. and not december.. MAYBE i’ll do a christmas post for the holidays -- WAIT i may have just come up with something... will update you guys hehe 
- n e ways here’s my brain just spitballing and here’s the most characters i’ve written (individual) hcs for in one post wehey 
includes: hinata, kageyama, yamaguchi, tsukishima, tendou, ushijima, kuroo, iwaizumi, oikawa, atsumu, osamu, suna, bokuto, akaashi 
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hinata: 
he really couldn’t hide his stress even when y’all were on line 
his eyes kept darting back and forth while the loud noises played around you guys 
mans got visibly more stressed the closer you got to the entrance 
“it can’t be too bad right?” “like, kids are going in and they can’t really scare people” 
the first time he gets jumpscared inside he can no longer walk and y’all have to take the emergency exit 
kageyama: 
can’t help his heart from thumping even though he knows this is all fake 
he holds onto you the whole time, whether it be your arm, your sleeve, your shoulder, anything 
the type just to curse under his breath and briefly close his eyes, “oh fuck-” 
yamaguchi: 
overly polite baby pls 
he’s nervous too but he wants to keep you company until the end 
let. him. hold. your. hand. rn. 
mans yelps when he gets scared but he’s still so nice to the staff
“EE!” he’ll yelp (but he still sounds so soft idk how else to say it)
“you really got me there” he’ll say to the ghost after he composes himself, hand coming up behind his head as he does this little curtesy to the ghost 
tsukishima: 
one to aggravate the staff because he shows barely any reaction 
“that was so obvious” he’ll laugh loud after something pops up and the lights stop flashing 
it’s all in good fun for him but this is not what the haunted house staff intended???
tendou: 
once again i believe nothing like this would scare him 
so he’s good to have around if you’re more nervous yourself 
he knows exactly where someone would try to pop out at you guys so it doesn’t even phase him 
this one time, he beats the “ghost” at their own job and yells first. PLS the guy in costume falls back and it takes everyone out of their immersion 
he is asked to not come back after this </3
ushijima: 
i feel like he wouldn’t be too scared but he does jump at unexpected loud noises (who wouldn’t) 
he just trembles here and there and you’d only know if you held his hand 
he’s your anchor and before you realize it, you’re his too 
so maybe he keeps an arm around you most of the time or holds your hand a little tighter 
kuroo: 
tries to be suave, as he does 
but he’s making up for his nerves by talking to you and trying to distract himself 
PLS he’s in the middle of telling you some cheesy pickup line when something grabs his leg and his voice does this CRACK 
“y/n did you knoWwWOh”
he’s too embarrassed that he’s not scared anymore no, but he’s in his head wondering how he can undo wtf his voice just did 
iwaizumi: 
he didn’t claim he wasn’t scared because he didn’t feel like he had to? 
plus he was pretty calm going into it 
at the end of the day, this haunted house is just filled with more people in costume
what he didn’t expect however is for this screeching woman to come out of this closet you were walking by 
MANS HAS TO HOLD HIMSELF BACK FROM DECKING HER OMG 
when he realizes what he almost did he feels so bAd lmao 
luckily you can’t see how red he is in this darkness 
oikawa: 
really really did not want to go in in the first place 
mans was just trying to save his pride ahead of time okaY 
but you got him to cave when you pouted and said, “but tooru what if i get scared and then i’m all alone” 
this changed his mindset entirely, even with him going, “well of course i’m here to protect you y/n-chan” 
bro but his grip on you when you enter is so TIGHT PLS 
the second you two are in dim light his hand is digging into your arm like CHILL 
you couldn’t even leave him in there if you wanted to 
he also may screech inside but he will die not admitting it 
atsumu and osamu: 
ofc it becomes a competition between these two 
“let’s see who gets more scared” 
“yer on, loser” 
“whatever, we all know who’s the braver twin” 
eventually they place bets on who will buy the other food and y’all make your way inside 
in conclusion: both get scared shitless and they somehow wind up holding each other’s hands regardless if there’s an s/o present 
suna: 
these things also don’t really scare him 
mans is the type to watch horror movies and creepy theory videos late at night and still manage to sleep peacefully 
you may hold onto his arm while you guys walk 
he’s just out here snapping a picture of the most grotesque monster inside and captioning it with “mood” or “same” 
bokuto: 
ohmygod he’s fun but also chaotic 
mans contributes to half the times you get surprised 
he’s so loud that him gasping or yelping is unintentionally scary 
“y/n what is that over.. THERE OH MY GOD” he booms, scaring you and those walking behind you pls 
but he always laughs off what happens to him after, saying something like, “that was a good one, y/n” 
akaashi: 
pretty chill but he can’t help his heart racing a little 
the most that he’ll let out is a gasp or a sharp intake of breath 
he can’t really find it in himself to let out a yell or anything if he’s that surprised by something 
honorable mentions to those who just didn’t go inside, saving themselves from unnecessary stress: kenma, kita, asahi
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miyamartina · 2 days ago
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Osamu and skateboard please?
hello! I’m rlly sorry if it took me so long to do this event. 😭
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9kenma · 2 days ago
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“So the past few days have been kinda shitty for me,” you begin.
You’re toying with the edge of your shirt, absent-minded. Osamu watches you as he chews, drinking in everything he can make out in the semi-darkness.
Your hair thrown haphazardly into a ponytail. Your pajamas peeking out from under your coat. Your ankles, the tops of which have chafing scars from your school's stiff indoor shoes. He's so intent on absorbing you that he almost misses what you say.
Your neck, a pale blank expanse missing a scarf. Your wind-whipped cheeks plastered with strands of hair. Your dainty ear, whose perfection endears you to him, despite the fact that you are looking everywhere but in his direction.
Silence rises, roars, and expands. Only after he swallows does Osamu think of what to say, but you beat him to it.
“For example…” you catch his eye for a quarter of a second, before quickly looking back at the sky.
“I'm drained all the time. And it feels like I'm separated from everyone else in the world. And I'm biting my nails to the nub and I can't fall asleep before 2 in the morning. I don't know why this is happening. I wish it could stop.”
The quiet winds its way around the two of you.
“I’m sorry,” Osamu responds.
His hands are itching to get ahold of you, before you float away any further, but he knows you’d capsize with his touch. Instead he rubs at his temple and runs his hand through his hair.
“I’m sorry, I truly am. I know where you’re coming from. I’d give up so much to be able to help you.”
“I know,” you say quickly. "You're so good to me."
“So why you’re pushing me away?” Osamu fires back.
Immediately as the words leave his mouth Osamu regrets them. He's about as surprised as you look.
Osamu's not the type to hide his thoughts, but he's never expressed them to you raw and undiluted. To him, how you feel always takes precedence. You are the priority, even more important than himself.
Evidently he's deluded himself into thinking it was the same for you.
Hey Osamu ...
It's your turn to play with the silence, testing the limits of its elasticity.
... I want to break up.
The moon has hidden its face for the night. You turn to him. "I don't want you to suffer just because I'm suffering. You would be asleep right now if not for me—"
"—I want to be here," he cuts in.
"But it's not good for you. You have an insane schedule, you need to sleep! I can't stand becoming a source of your stress, and even more I can't stomach the thought of you ruining your—"
"—I'm not ruining myself—"
"—I just can't do it anymore, alright?" you exhale. "I'm sorry!"
You seem surprised that these are the words you've chosen, Osamu thinks, but the sentence has a truthful ring to it. It feels like the one conclusion that you've given freely to him tonight. He knows he should probably let it go at that, and let you go as well.
But because his throat is sore with words he'll never speak, because his palm is bleeding from clenched fists, because he really fucking loves you — he asks anyway.
"Can't do what?"
He wishes he'd never asked.
"Can't pretend to be happy by your side anymore, 'Samu. I'm miserable."
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rinsramenshop · 2 days ago
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osamu loves staying up with you on christmas eve, making cookies, building gingerbread houses, etc. the fun he has making the cookies with you, decorating them and deciding which ones he wont give to atsumu (although atsumu would end up stealing half of them.) the feeling of baking with you in his kitchen makes him feel like a teenager again. he wants to make sure he can have this every year.
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malewifeminato · a day ago
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suna: i don't want to write this paper
osamu: then don't
suna: I don't want to fail, though
osamu: sucks to be you, then
atsumu, loudly knocking: you guys aren't fucking, are you?
suna: i hate your brother
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rkgknno · a month ago
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MIYA TWINS BIRTHDAY~~~ Inarizaki celebration!! They threw a surprise birthday party for the twins at Onigiri Miya~ ;;; (P.S. Tsumu was too happy that he was smacking Aran’s back due to being embarrassed/happy which made him spit out his tea T__T) 
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inarizahki · 3 hours ago
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PLS HAIKYUU HUSBANDS + PICKING THEM UP WHEN THEY’RE DRUNK pt 2 with Osamu, Suna and whoever else!! Samu would def get the munchies and make you take him to get fast food at 3am
jsJSJSKS
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[HAIKYUU HUSBANDS + PICKING THEM UP WHEN THEY’RE DRUNK PT. 2]
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cast: osamu, suna, matsukawa, hanamaki, ushijima, aone, meian, futakuchi, tsukishima, hinata warnings: alcohol a/n: again, drink responsibly kids
[pt. 1]
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― MIYA OSAMU;
wants you take him to his restaurant because why spend money when he can just make his own food. only problem is he’s swaying like a tube man and would be a danger to himself and all his fingers if knives are involved, so you drive to a convenience store instead.
“that looks disgusting.”
you pause midway in lifting the food to your mouth and sigh, “it’s a convenience store onigiri, ‘samu. it’s not supposed to be gourmet.”
“bet the filling tastes like- like piss,” osamu slurs, glaring at the offending thing in your hand. “the rice...bet s’nothin’ like kita’s...”
“no one’s rice is like kita’s.” you roll your eyes and take a bite. 
osamu falls silent, looking all kinds of betrayed, before glancing at your mouth and mumbling, “is it better than mine?”
“of course not. can’t even compare.” 
his chest puffs up. “knew you had taste. s’why i married ya.”
― SUNA RINTAROU;
drinks until he’s out like a light. no one can wake him up except you and when you do, it’s only barely. clings to you like a koala by draping himself over you, but he’s gigantic and heavy, so atsumu and osamu have to help carry him to your car.
“rin,” when you pull up into the driveway and round the front of the car to open the passenger seat door, you giggle at the sight of suna’s head lolling back against the headrest. “baby, wake up. we’re home.”
nothing.
“riiin,” you whine sweetly, leaning forward to brush your nose against his cheek, “wake uuup.”
you nearly shriek when a hand wraps around your wrist and tugs hard, pulling you into the car and onto suna’s lap. warm lips ghost over the skin on your neck.
“let’s just stay here for a bit.”
― MATSUKAWA ISSEI;
just can’t keep his hands off you. sidles up to you when you arrive, grabs at your waist, presses his face into your neck, nips at your earlobes, murmurs the filthiest things in your ear...in front of all his friends with absolutely no ounce of shame.
“issei-” 
“why...why’re you wearing so many clothes...” matsukawa mumbles against your skin, “take ‘em off for me, doll...”
“issei, your friends are right there.”
“...they can watch if they like,” a hand slips under your top, the other trailing up your thigh, “but no touching. you’re mine.”
“issei!” heat rushes to your cheeks and when you look up...
“makki, put your phone away, i swear to god.”
— HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO;
a lot more vocal than normal, rambles on and on as you pretend you know what he’s talking about. tries to pee anywhere and everywhere and you have to physically stop him from doing it in places where he could get actually get arrested.
“i can’t talk to you like this, ‘hiro,” you looks up towards the sky, trying not to hear what’s going on in the bushes in front of you.
“like what?” 
“oh my god, don’t turn around!” you shriek at the sight of him about to face you, his hand still on his dick.
“oh my bad,” hanamaki turns back around and sighs, doing a little jiggle to finish up. “man. i should marry you. you’d be good for me i bet.”
“‘hiro...you did marry me.”
“...really?” hanamaki squints and turns, finally finished, propping his hands up on his hips. you sigh at the sight of his unzipped fly being proudly displayed. “well can i do it again? i don’t remember.”
― USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI;
looks sober until he opens his mouth and starts talking about the strangest topics. gives everyone whiplash because he smiles. and blushes.
“my wife...” ushijima starts, staring down at the empty glass in his hands with a small smile, “is very beautiful.”
“yes i know,” tendou sighs. “she’s very beautiful and smells like heaven and you’re so very much in love with her. i’ve got the powerpoint presentation memorized.”
“yes.”
“she’s also standing right behind you.”
“who?”
“i’m-”
― AONE TAKANOBU;
the absolute sweetest, follows you obediently into your car when you arrive to pick him up, shakes his head when koganegawa pleads for him to hang out a little while longer. a little clumsy and uncoordinated and hovers over you like a lost puppy the entire night.
“’nobu,” you chuckle and bat away his big hands, “i got this.”
he lets out a displeased grunt and you smile, leaning forward to kiss away the frown on his lips before finishing your task of helping him out of his jacket.
you place a hand on his chest, pushing him back until he’s lying down on the bed. “get some rest, love.”
"you’re...not coming?” 
“i’ll be right there,” you whisper, pulling the blankets over him and rubbing his arm, “promise.”
— MEIAN SHUUGO;
is usually surrounded by msby fans when you arrive because his height and looks unfortunately make him far too recognizable. so charming it’s like he’s not drunk at all, but you know him well enough to spot the signs.
“ah,” meian blinks at the sight of you before his face breaks out into a wide grin, “here for an autograph too, beautiful?”
giggles burst out of the group of fans around him.
you arch your eyebrow at him, unimpressed. “you already gave me your autograph. on our marriage papers.”
the giggles grow in volume.
"i see.” meian looks a lot more sober now and straightens, nodding gravely. “i suppose we should consummate that tonight then.”
“shuugo!”
— FUTAKUCHI KENJI;
sarcasm and disrespect dialed up to a hundred. tries to pick a fight with everyone but it’s not very effective because he just sounds ridiculous, so no one really pays attention to him.
“don’t touch my girl.”
“oh my god,” you drag your fingers down your face, “enough, kenji, get in the car. let’s go.”
“i’m serious,” futakuchi’s barely even standing, bracing himself heavily against the open car door. he points at the man he’s talking to. “don’t touch her.”
“kenji, that’s aone.”
“she married me, see. you...y’can’t have her.”
“kenji, he was your best man.”
— TSUKISHIMA KEI;
annoyed drunk. hates everything and everyone...except you. you’re alright. 
“so you don’t get lost,” tsukishima explains when he grabs your hand, scowling down at you like that’s something you do on a regular basis. “...dummy.”
“kei...” you try not to laugh when he nearly trips over a fire hydrant. “you can barely walk.”
“yeah and?”
“nothing,” you shrug innocently, “just thinking maybe holding my hand is more for your benefit.”
“don’t be stupid.”
“excuse me?”
“...nothing.” tsukishima looks away with a slight flush on his cheeks and mumbles, “...sorry. didn’t mean it.”
— HINATA SHOUYOU;
the human equivalent of the heart eyes emoji. so unbelievably bubbly and excited. flushed cheeks, wide eyes, looks at you like he’s falling in love with you all over again.
“you’re really pretty.”
“awww, thank you, baby.”
“i’m a professional volleyball player, did you know?”
“yes shou,” you reply with the patience of a saint, all too familiar with this routine, “you play for the black jackals. you play for team japan.”
he doesn’t seem to hear you. “m’gonna win big ‘n become successful...”
“you were in the olympics last year, shou.”
“...‘n i’m gonna marry you one day.”
“we are married, sweetie.”
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luvbub · 2 months ago
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surprising your long distance boyfriend
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feat. Osamu, Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Bokuto
♡ a/n: based off couch boy slander tiktok
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OSAMU
You found yourself getting more and more nervous as you moved up in line. Of course you were excited to see your boyfriend after what seemed like forever- but your heart was still pounding.
The hoodie you were did a sufficient job at enveloping you, hiding your facial features. If you kept your head down, then Osamu wouldn’t be able to recognize you when you ordered food.
It didn’t take too long for you to reach the register. You lowered your head, and even though this was part of the plan, you wished you could see your boyfriend’s face again.
“Hey, what can I get for ya?” Osamu asks, and you’re wondering what kind of expression he has on his face. Clearly a customer not making any sort of eye contact with him is grounds for suspicion, but Osamu didn’t question it.
“Mm, can I get my usual please?” you ask, your voice slightly altered so that he wouldn’t recognize you outright.
“Ah, I’m sorry, I don’t remember people’s favorites” Osamu apologized.
“No? But the last time I was here, the person remembered my usual!” you pressed on, finding it hard not to break character.
“I’m literally the only person who works here, I can assure you that-” Osamu goes speechless when you finally lift your head, grinning at your boyfriend.
Osamu’s open mouth turns into a smile as he quickly rushes from behind the counter over to you. He immediately embraces you, resting his forehead onto yours. Osamu’s gaze is soft and so full of love at the sight of you.
“Well of course you can get your usual babe. You’re the only one who can”
KUROO
Kuroo looks down at his phone, letting out a small sigh before sending you a text.
just got to kenma’s. I'll call you when I get back home. get plenty of rest, okay? I love you
As Kuroo walked in, he made no attempt to hide his solemn expression. Even though he was supposed to have a guy’s night with Kenma, Bokuto, and Akaashi, he couldn’t help but worry about you.
“Hey Kuroo, what’s wrong?” Kenma asks.
Kuroo shakes his head, “Y/n’s been super sick the entire day. And it’s frustrating because I can’t be right there next to them to help in any way.”
“How bad is it?” Akaashi asks, standing from his seat to hand Kuroo a drink.
“Really bad. They’ve been sleeping this entire day. And then not too long ago Y/n ate one thing and threw it up.” Kuroo answers, his eyes slowly flickering to you before looking back at Akaashi.
And then Kuroo’s eyes shifted back to you. He stared at you for a couple seconds before his eyes widened. Because when he first saw you, he saw familiarity. It only took him a longer glance to realize that this person sitting on the couch wasn’t a you lookalike, but was indeed you.
Laughter immediately filled the room. The moment you stood up, Kuroo has you pulled into his arms, still in disbelief.
“I- excuse me?” Kuroo’s surprised expression doesn’t waver. He backs away from the hug just a bit just to take another look at you, just to confirm everything. And when he sees your smiling face, he pulls you back in tighter.
“Oh my god, Y/n was right in front of you, watching you talk and you didn’t notice” Bokuto cackles. Indeed, the other three friends found it amusing that Kuroo didn’t notice you at first.
But Kuroo let them tease you, he didn’t mind at all. With you in his arms, nothing else mattered.
IWAIZUMI
If there was anything that Iwaizumi’s friend group loved to do- it was going out for food. And today was no exception as he and the other three were out in a nice restaurant for some lunch.
“Say.. how's Y/n doing?” Oikawa asks, placing down his phone in front of him on the table. Iwaizumi looks up from his food, missing the mischievous expression on his friends’ faces.
“Uhhh they’re doing well!  The same as usual.” Iwaizumi answers. And while that was the truth, he felt a bit guilty. His response seemed so lackluster, but truly there wasn’t really anything exciting that was happening with you as of lately. Or so he thought.
“Aw, well I miss talking to Y/n, can we video call them?” Oikawa asks, and the other two friends eagerly agree.
Iwaizumi shrugs, there wasn’t anything wrong with doing so, and he knew that you weren’t particularly busy right now. So it couldn’t hurt to try and call you. So Iwaizumi leaned his phone against a glass of water before pressing the call button on your contact.
You could only imagine the surprise on Iwaizumi’s face when he saw the phone in front of Oikawa light up. He stared at the phone- slowly recognizing it to be yours.
And in an instant, Iwaizumi stands up from the table, scanning the entire restaurant. It couldn’t be, right?
But it was. He spotted you a couple of tables away, peeking behind a menu. Once you know you were caught, you got up from your own table to run up to your boyfriend. You practically jump into his arms, and Iwaizumi holds you close.
“I- how was this all organized?” he asks, completely surprised at what he was seeing in front of him. When did you and his friends plan this all out? How did he not notice?
But before you can even respond, Iwaizumi leans in to give you a much needed kiss. Your answers could wait.
BOKUTO
You quietly chuckled to yourself, watching your boyfriend play the sport he was best at. You were watching in secret, obscuring some of the features of your face with a bucket hat so that you wouldn’t be immediately recognizable. 
Coach Foster allowed you to sit on the sideline bench with him and the other players in an attempt to surprise Bokuto. You could have sat with the rest of the audience, but with so many other people cheering for your boyfriend, you knew that you needed to be closer in order for the plan to work.
Your plan, by the way, was to continue lurking near the coach, acting as his assistant of sorts. And by the end of the match, Coach Foster would ‘introduce’ you to the team, to which you would rip off your disguise to surprise your boyfriend.
It was a great plan in your head at least.
But when the first set was over, with MSBY taking the win, you couldn’t help but lift your hat up a bit to get a better look at Bokuto. He was smiling amongst his teammates, happy he had done so well.
All of a sudden, his eyes immediately glanced over to you. You watched as he froze in place for a split second. And before you could even blink, Bokuto was sprinting over to you at full force, his arms stretched out and his grin even wider than before. Unfortunately, his attempt to hug you turned more into a tackle, causing both of you to fall onto the floor of the gym.
You can hear the loud gasps coming from the audience, but they soon turned into cheers when you and Bokuto share a sweet kiss.
The two of you manage to sit up, and Bokuto moves his hands from your sides to your cheeks, wonder filling his eyes.
“Oh my god it really is you” he laughed, pulling you in for another kiss before he had to go back onto the court.
Maybe it was a coincidence, but Bokuto did extremely well while playing during the match. And according to him, it was all because of you.
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fsrintaro · 24 days ago
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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐇𝐐 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄
## ft. miya atsumu, miya osamu, kuroo tetsuro, suna rintaro, sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji
## a/n. i just knOW they are doing some stuff on purpose to make you blush
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MIYA ATSUMU likes to stretch in front of you. he just knows that you are always goggling, mouth hung open at the way his muscles ripples at each stretch. atsumu knows that his near-translucent white sporting tee hugged every line of muscle on his back perfectly. “take a picture, sweetheart. it lasts longer.” he chimed over his shoulder, chuckling under his breath when he heard you shuffling away to hide your embarrassment.
MIYA OSAMU knows his portions. who would think that despite years in culinary school, he would still be 'accidentally' making extra portions? you did, but you take his food regardless. truth was, he scoured the internet for recipes, a new one each day with a different savoury taste in hopes of seeing you light up as you munch into it. as osamu cooks, his heart just melts at the thought of you bashfully accepting his food.
KUROO TETSURO likes to keep you close to him wherever the two of you were. his palm would ghost at your waist — the gesture itself was harmless as it provides you a slight bit of comfort. yet, kuroo still manages to get into your head as he draws little circles at the softness of your skin while he holds your waist.
SUNA RINTARO doesn't see a reason why you had to sit so far away from him. sure, a table for two usually has its persons facing each other but he would rather be next to you. you were interrupted from browsing through the menu as you felt a sudden jerk of your seat, the metal whining against the graphite floor as suna dragged your chair closer to his. he snuck a quick kiss to your cheek before pushing you back, your hand ghosting over the spot where he kissed you as you sat in your stunned state.
SAKUSA KIYOOMI, without a doubt, is a tall man — which is why he likes to bend down to until he is eye-level with you, especially when he couldn’t hear what you were saying. he would egg you on with a soft ‘pardon?’ as he tries to stifle his laughter when you were reduced to stammers. sakusa had the audacity to play dumb when his face was dangerously close to yours, mere inches away from kissing you right there and then, just because of how adorable you were.
AKAASHI KEIJI has developed the habit of pushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear so that he could have a better view of your face. while your beauty knocks every last bit of breath in his lungs out of his body, his heart can’t help but to thrum wildly in his chest whenever you blush as he calls you pretty under his breath.
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ohajime · 3 months ago
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When they tell you you’re clingy (Osamu, Atsumu, Suna)
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genre: angst, fluff
a/n: the lengths I went to, to write this with majority of it being written on my phone so there may be a few mistakes in there I hope you enjoy it let me know what you think also this is my longest work ever also thank you @/teesumu for making this so much better
Reblogs are very appreciated
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Osamu
You shoved your phone back into your pocket, growing annoyed at your boyfriend's lack of response. It was date night, something that you and Osamu had agreed on doing weekly from the start of your relationship, and usually you would go to your date destination together but your boyfriend has been busy throughout the week so you agreed on a few days ago to go there on your own.
But to your avail, Osamu was a no show leaving you stranded at the restaurant on your own, embarrassment expanding inside of you as the feeling of all the people around you, watched as you sat there for a few hours checking your phone every 5 minutes waiting around for a man who was never going to show up.
When you arrived home, although you were still embarrassed the feeling of the humiliation vanished and was replaced with frustration.
Throughout the whole week, you were accepting of your boyfriend’s busy schedule, his neglect for you and your relationship being shaken off due to you assuming it was going to end soon. But as the messages you sent to him were left piling up with no responses, and the constant stiff replies when you spoke to him verbally were becoming more common, being in his presence made you feel like an outsider.
Just before you were going to go to sleep, the rattle of the front door handle jolted you awake in panic assuming that someone was breaking in but you realised that this late time was now the standard for when Osamu arrived home.
“Samu, is that you?” you stood up in your sleepy state and trotted out to the living room where you found him taking off his shoes and work bag,
“What are you doing up?” was what he asked, surprised to see you standing in front of him at this hour.
“You woke me up,”
“Oh, my bad” he apologised simply. Once you saw that he was settled in, you waited for him to follow you back up to your bedroom so you can finally go to sleep but he just stood there staring at you “Aren’t you gonna go back to sleep?”
“Aren’t you coming with me?” you asked with a raise of your eyebrows, wondering what was stopping your boyfriend from going to bed with you.
“I’ve got a bit more work I need to complete,” he finished turning away from you to get his work bag, opening it up.
“More work?”
“Yes Y/N some people actually have jobs y’know” he sighed tired of your inquisition.
“What’s that supposed to mean,” you asked back, now wondering where his ‘subtle’ jab was coming from.
“It seems that recently you’ve made it your job to bother me all day everyday Y/N,” he muttered.
“If you’re referring to the nice messages I send to you, I literally only do that to make sure that you haven’t drowned yourself in the piles and piles of work you’ve forced yourself to do.” You snapped back, growing offended that he was making it seem like your efforts to check on him were just a nuisance, “and it’s not like you even replied to them anyways.”
“Why would I reply to them when everyday it was just “Osamu where are you,” “Samu have you eaten,” “Samu can you do this,”” he mocked you with annoyance, “It just felt you were underneath me all day everyday, just texting and badgering me”
“I didn’t think that, that would be a problem,” you mumbled more to yourself not realising how overbearing you were actually being.
“Just god Y/N I didn’t know you could be so clingy” he said and the words tasted sour as he said them and he instantly felt regret, especially when he looked up to see your eyes widen and you take a small step back, “Fuck Y/N i’m sorry I-”
“Don’t apologise Samu it’s fine,” you said, forcing a smile “I guess I can be a bit clingy, actually thinking about it…”
“No that was my fau-”
“I’m pretty tired, so I think I’m going to head to bed,” you said sadly exiting the room before stopping to say, “Samu make sure you don’t overwork yourself.” He nodded, automatically feeling terrible knowing that what he said wasn’t the way he was meant to say it and seeing the instant frown form on your face replaced with a forced smile, Osamu felt even worse.
Throughout the next week, it seemed that your household dynamics changed again but this time you being distant and cold and Osamu grasping at every straw to try and get you to engage with him.
He did go back to his usual working routine, not forcing himself to do overtime, and that did make you happy but there was this constant reminder of what he said and you really didn’t want to come across as the “clingy, overbearing partner” he made you out to be.
“Y/N,” he said entering the room, feeling apprehensive to talk to you because of how distant you’ve been.
“Yes?” you responded simply.
“Are you alright?” he could probably guess the answer to that, but he didn’t know how else to strike up a conversation with you without you shutting it down.
“I’m fine,” you said, and he let out a small sigh thinking that was the end of the conversation but to his surprise you continued, “how about you, you good?”
“Yeah I’m good,” he answered awkwardly and you hum in acknowledgement not really wanting to further the talk you were having, you could feel him leave the room but not even a second later he returned walking closer to you “Actually Y/N, I’m not okay”
You actually looked up at him, clearly noticing the determination in his eyes “what’s wrong Samu,”
“You you’re what’s wrong with me,” he said but cringed at his word choice “I said that wrong, I just mean that the way you’ve been acting and I know I know it’s from what I said, I just feel terribly sorry.”
“I don’t really know what to say Samu..”
“Say anything, yell at me, shout at me, berate me for being so mean when you were only trying to help.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore I guess”
“It does Y/N I’m really sorry and I just need you to know that.” He said “and I realised as soon as you went upstairs when I checked the messages that I missed date night thats night and I know they’re not meant to be a big deal but I am really sorry for not showing up it really did slip my mind.”
“Why have you been so busy anyways Samu?”
“The shop just seems to be getting busier and it was overwhelming it well it is overwhelming I just didn’t really know how to handle it besides being at work 24/7” he responded “and I know it was dumb of me to do but I really didn’t know what to do.”
You could hear the hopelessness in his voice and it made you feel sad not knowing the stress your boyfriend was under. However, you didn’t want to excuse the stress he was under as a valid reason for him to just project it onto you and it seemed he didn’t want to either.
One of the things you did love about Osamu was how he was a hard worker, he always has been and although he did let your relationship down for the short period of time he worked hard to fix it again.
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Atsumu
The thumping of the base bounced off your head, leaving you wincing at the migraine you knew that was coming on. You stood next to your boyfriend, Atsumu as he paraded around the crowded apartment of a classmate he knew. Regret was an understatement to how you were feeling about deciding to come to this party but due to Atsumu’s persistence and you not wanting to seem like a ‘bore,’ you found yourself putting on your nicest outfit and heading to the house which was filled with flashing lights, deafening music and a constant scent of vomit surrounding you.
You weren’t known for going to parties, and neither was Atsumu but when he got invited to what was labelled as the “best summer party of the year,” he couldn’t resist in accepting the invite, excitement flooding him as he raved about the possible events that could happen at the party.
Although the party scene was definitely not your thing, you did agree on going thinking that one party wouldn’t hurt even though you were already questioning your choices the more Atsumu talked about it but you just assumed you were nervous as the idea of actually going to a party, a college one at that, was way too out of your comfort zone,
So that’s why you were now at the stupid party, sandwhiched next to your boyfriend as one of his friends tells everyone around you a dumb story which suprsingly had everyone, inclduing Atsumu, in fits of laughter. You were tired and hungry and being stuck to Atsumu all night had your feet in pain, “Babe?” you called, taking Atsumu’s attention slightly away from his friends and onto you.
“Yes?” he questioned before laughing again at the story being told.
“Can you take me to the bathroom?” you knew it was a trivial question to ask since you were definitely old enough to go to the bathroom on your own, but being in a new environment with inebriated strangers in someone else’s house there was safety and comfort you’d have if your boyfriend went with you.
“The bathroom?” he questioned “It's just upstairs first door on your left.”
“Oh. Well can you go with me, please?” you asked.
“Go with you?” he said with a laugh more at you then to his friends conversation, “babe it’s literally less then 2 minutes away.”
“Yes I know that but it would make me feel better if you jus-”
“Y/N,” he sighed rubbing the temple of his forehead, “can you stop being so annoying for the second and chill out.”
“What? I was only asking for you to come with me to the bathroom.”
“Yeah but not only that, you’ve been following me around the whole night like a lost puppy you can go and talk to people instead of being stuck by my side for the whole night.” He said his voice coming out of the hushed tone it was in before.
“It’s not my fault that you brought me to a party where I don’t even know anybody” you fired back.
“You were meant to make friends, talk to people this is why I brung you here like I didn’t expect you to be this fuckin clingy” he finishes and you didn’t actually notice how his friends stopped talking and their eyes were on you and you could see some of them trying to hide their obvious smirks behind their cups as they found the argument between you and Atsumu funny making you feel more embarrassed.
“Oh fuck you Atsumu,” you stood up abruptly and walked away heering the surrounding crowd murmur an “ooooooo” as you cursed your boyfriend. The need you had to go to the bathroom was gone, you just needed to get out of there.
You made it back home safely, got undressed and went straight to bed only being able to think about the words he said to you, because were you actually clingy?
When you woke up, Atsumu was beside you in bed snoring his head off and you could instantly smell the alcohol still stuck to you “well it seems he had a good time” you thought to yourself as you peeled away off your bed going into the shower, preparing to start your day.
Atsumu was already up when you exited the shower, groaning as his head rested on the table definitely hungover from all the drinks he had at the party. “Oh hey babe,” he grumbled upon seeing you, leaning in to give you the usual morning kiss you would share but you swiftly turned your head avoiding the kiss as you were definitely still annoyed at Atsumu and was not planning on letting this just be swept under the rug.
You and Atsumu have had arguments before, it wasn’t uncommon but your way of solving it was to generally just cool down after a bit and talk about usually ending up with you both agreeing how trivial the argument was. But this argument wasn’t trivial, he embarrassed you and whether it was intentional or not his choice of words still hurt and what hurt even more that now when you boyfriend is sober the first thing he did wasn’t apologise or try and talk about the situation he acted as if it never happened.
He could tell you were mad, it didn’t take a rocket science to tell you were mad from the look on your face and the slight hardened grip you formed around the handle of your coffee cup it was obvious you were mad. “Y/N?” he called, pulling you away from your thoughts.
“Yes?” you responded.
“Why did you leave the party early last night?”
“Oh you can’t remember?” you questioned, wondering if he genuinely couldn’t remember why or if he was just pretending not to know to avoid the awkward conversation that was going to be had if he did remember all the things he said.
“Not really…There’s just bits and pieces that I remember” he said “I guess I drank a bit too much”
“Yeah I guess you did”
“Well nevertheless the party was fun either way, I’m surprised we’ve never been to one before,” he continues on “speaking of which the host of this party is throwing another one soon, we should definitely go”
“Oh god no,” you scoff as if it was the worst idea ever said, which it was, but Atsumu didn’t understand that.
“Why not?” He questioned “did something happen at the party yesterday, is that why you left early?”
“Nothing happened I guess… and it’s not like you’d remember anyways” you said muttering the last part but he caught on and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Y/N what are you on about? What happened”
“Does it really matter, when you don’t remember?”
“You could at least tell me, so I can help.”
“Gosh Tsumu can you quit asking, you don’t have to be so clingy and annoying” you said with a sigh, and although he wasn’t really being clinging or annoying just a concerned boyfriend the use of the words he said to you seemed to spur a memory in Atsumu’s head from the party.
“Did I really say that?” he asked still a bit lost.
“Mhm” you affirmed “you were being a real dick last night Tsumu”
“I’m so sorry, I was pretty out of it last night”
“Yeah out of your mind thinking you could talk to me that way,” you said “do you know how embarrassing it was, having all those people watch us argue laughing at jeering at me when you called me clingy. Do you really think I’m that clingy?”
“No no of course not,” he said “and I didn’t mean to say all I said especially with people around us like that. I’m sorry for not really caring for you last night, especially when you left and I didn’t even notice.”
“Like Tsumu I know you were really excited for this party and I was fine with going with you but I would’ve at least expected you to make sure I was okay when I didn’t know anybody there.”
“Yeah that was stupid of me, I guess I was just so focused on having a good time I forgot about if you were having a good time and I’m sorry about that” he apologised “and no you really aren’t clingy not in the slightest I hope you don’t read into what I said I was just being an ass and if anything I’m the clingy one out of us two.”
“Indeed you are,” you agreed laughing slightly.
“So do you forgive me?” He asked with an apprehensive smile.
“No” you replied and his smile dropped “Atsumu, I know you apologized and I appreciate that but you literally wouldn’t of remembered this if I didn’t tell you, so it’s going to take a lot more then an apology that I prompted you to give for me to forgive you.”
He nodded sadly but did agree with what you were saying as sorry as he was he knew his words didn’t really matter since you were still hurt and embarrassed by what he’d done.
However with the determination your boyfriend had it would be his last dying mission to get your forgiveness and of course he eventually did after many apologises and gifts and him not stepping foot at another house party (him deciding to do that) he found his way in your good graces and he definitely proved that he was the clingy one in your relationship but you wouldn’t have him any other way.
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Suna
Suna Rintarou wasn’t used to dating someone like you, you were different to all his ex’s benign one of the first to date him for this long without complaining about his apparent “lazy” relationship tendencies.
He had a hard time expressing himself, and you knew that. It didn’t mean he didn’t love you because even though he didn’t profess his feelings for you everyday he didn’t need to as Suna showed all his love for you through his actions, doing little things throughout the day that easily made you smile.
You liked to return the favour, wanting to show him that you loved him just as much as he did you, if not more and this surprised Suna definitely not used to this treatment having a partner make him little bentos to bring to practice everyday, coming to his games and practice games to cheer him on, you were nothing like Suna had ever experienced and he didn’t know how to deal with it.
It was a usual day for you, you didn’t have work and your boyfriend had practice and since you were free you thought they'd be no problem bringing your boyfriend some lunch and seeing him play, so happily drove over to the gym to go and greet your boyfriend.
However, you paused upon your entrance just stopping outside of the doors as you heard voices, one specifically belonging to Suna. “How are things going with… Y/N is it?” you heard one of them ask and your heart squeezed in anticipation wondering what Suna would say in response.
“Oh Y/N, hmmm” he said and you could tell he was thinking about what he was going to say “they’re different.”
“Different?” one of them asked him unsure of what that meant.
“Yeah they’re definitely not what I’m used to...it isn’t bad I guess it’s just,” he said “they’re a bit too clingy like way too full on”
“Oh I thought you liked them showing up to all our practices” you heard another ask but you could tell they were being sarcastic.
“They do that a lot, practically nearly every practice and they always are making me these little bento boxes, like jeez i'm not a child” once he said that you looked straight down into your hands at the “little bento” you made for him a stray tear dropping down on the finely wrapped box.
You turned on your heel and went straight back to your car, not wanting to hear anymore of your boyfriend's words. There was a sense of shame you felt as you thought about what he said, being reminded of how you acted around Suna and all the things you did for him.
He came home a few hours after you did, sweaty and tired and you didn’t really know how to “act normal” around him knowing that he said what he said. He greeted you as he usually did, pulling you into a hug, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, tiredly asking “what’s for dinner?”
You overcame your urge to relax into his hug having the constant reminder of him thinking that you were “too full on and clingy,” shrugging yourself out of the hug and standing up mumbling a quick “I don’t know I’ll probably order take out later,” and you walked to your bedroom leaving Suna confused at your behaviour.
But he left you be, for an hour or so not really thinking that you shrugging him off earlier wasn't anything too serious to fuss over. However after you ate dinner, when he saw you watching a movie he dived next to you resting his head on your lap. He made a few comments during the movie trying to spark up conversation but you replied simply, not leaving much room for any real conversation to be made as you didn’t want to come off as “too full on,” to your boyfriend or annoying.
This continued for the rest of the night, you shying away from Suna and not showering him in hugs and kisses and random thoughts you had and he definitely thought it was weird but he couldn’t really confront you about anything with your behaviour only of being on for less than a day.
The next day, Suna assumed everything would be back to usual with yesterday only being an ‘off’ day you may have and he was ready to see you show up at his practice with the nice lunch you always made him.
Suna came home way more tired than usual, with a lack of lunch and his mind being more focused on you it was impossible for him to play properly so he was extremely exhausted. He came home, looking immediately for you finding you in the kitchen cooking dinner.
“Y/N” he says grabbing your attention.
“Oh hey Rin how was your day?” You greet him.
“You weren’t at practice today”
“Because I’m not on the volleyball team…” you respond to his statement in confusion.
“Of course not, but on your days off work you always come to my practice and bring me lunch and stuff” he says.
“Yeah well I didn’t think my presence or my lunches were wanted” you said.
“Why wouldn’t they be?”
“I heard you talking about me,” you said simply and his mouth opens partly in shock.
“Y/N I-“
“They’re a bit full on and too clingy” you say quoting his words from before “and it’s funny how you question why I didn’t come to your practice and bring you lunch today Rin, because I didn’t think my “little bentos” were wanted since you of course aren't a child” You were being nonchalant with your tone of voice but Suna could tell you were frustrated by the way you spoke.
“Y/N it wasn’t meant to come out that way,” he said “it’s just that you’re different, way different to what I’m used to and maybe at first I thought you were too much for what I could handle but today at practice when you didn’t show up and didn’t bring me lunch I then felt sad, especially with how distant you were being last night and I know it was my words that caused all this but I regret them deeply. Since I love the way you are, how you show that you care just with the small things you do or how you light up talking about a story you read I love you Y/N.”
His ramblings caught you off guard since you definitely wasn’t expecting that, that was probably the most you’ve heard him talk about his feelings and you couldn’t ignore the nice way it made you feel.
“I get that I really do, but you could’ve easily talked to me before about how “full on” I was being and I would’ve understood that. You just have to talk to me Rin not talk about me to your friends.”
“Yeah I understand and I’m sorry.” He says pulling you away from your cooking and into his arms for a small hug. “Does this mean I’m forgiven”
“Maybe,”
“Does this mean you’ll start showing up to my practices and bringing me lunch again”
“We’ll have to see.”
You didn’t show up to his practices and bring him lunch anymore, at first but eventually you did and Suna talked to you more about what he was feeling and he always thanked you for all the things you did for him whether it was little or small. Suna definitely wasn’t used to someone like you but he did like how it felt to be with you.
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malewifeminato · a day ago
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college au where suna and osamu are roommates. and one day, atsumu decides to stop by unannounced because he wants to say hi to osamu. but he walks in on suna and osamu making out. and suna, who didn't know that osamu had a twin, just stares at atsumu because what the fuck, why is there two of them? and atsumu just yells at osamu "why didn't you tell me you liked someone" and osamu just yells back "why didn't you say you were coming, shithead?"
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cranity · 4 months ago
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The first time Osamu was mistaken for Atsumu after he joined the MSBY team
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