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kissinkou · 12 days
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LIKE A CHAMP .ᐟ
ft. msby bokuto
cw : highly suggestive. making out. groping. cursing. stripping clothes. allusions to s3x. petnames (baby). locker room activities with beefy yummy bokuto :3 @omitea @steleir for my wifies !!
wc : 1k
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you can hardly hear yourself yelling over the crowd of cheers that erupt through the stands. large signs are held high with famous players jersey numbers, and the stomps of feet throughout the bleachers create a loud rhythmic bang. the boom, boom, boom of shoes against the metal as the athletes fall to the floor in celebration.
your hands clap as you look across the court, smiling wide at your husband who pumps his fist high in the air, loud yell of pure ecstasy coming straight from his mouth. you see him look to the crowd, seemingly searching until he’s able to lock eyes with you. his grin is so wide you feel as though theres a light shining in your eyes, his teammates slapping his back in praise.
bokuto is immediately striding over to you once he gets the go ahead from his coach, practically tackling you into a hug stronger than a bear, squeezing you tight. you can feel the sweat that sticks to his body, seeing a droplet run down his forehead when he pulls back to rattle you by your shoulders.
“ baby ! you saw me, yeah ? you saw me win that point ? did you ? ”
you can’t help but giggle at his frantic need for your praiseful answer, hand coming up to his face with a smile spreading onto your lips.
“ i did. it was a great game ! you did amazing ! im so proud of you, kou. ”
and that’s when you see it. the smallest but mischievous glint that pools into his eyes, and he may try to laugh it off as if it were nothing, but you know him.
you weren’t sure if it was the adrenaline or the earlier words that left your mouth, but it led to your hand being taken and practically dragged to the mens lockeroom.
theres a sudden slam that resonates throughout the echoey walls, your back coming into contact with the locker behind you.
“ what— kou-mmph ! ”
you’re taken by surprise when a pair of lips smash into yours, teeth clashing in a frantic hurry as your question gets stolen from your mouth.
“ m’ sorry baby— i just— please. ” bokuto muffles, plea’s slipping from his mouth between the kisses he leaves on your lips, hot breath fanning over your face.
bokuto’s hands begin to roam across your body now, squeezing at the soft plush of your hips that has you instinctively rolling them onto nothing.
you can feel the tingles that shoot up from your feet to your spine, knees buckling into eachother. there’s a familiar heat that pools into your stomach, and one look at bokuto is all he needs to know his next move.
his lips are still devouring yours, tongue swiping at your bottom lip as a silent ask to delve deeper. you allow him, opening your mouth just the slightest bit more so he can push his tongue past your lips and onto yours.
your hands slip from his forearms, traveling up his biceps to the back of his neck. your fingers grasp the small hairs at his nape, which makes bokuto let out a shakey breath into your mouth.
“ you don’t understand— how bad i wanted this. ” he starts, large hands now dangerously close to the plump of your bottom.
“ looked so fuckin’ pretty in the stands baby. just wanted to— have you right then. ” he starts to babble nonsense, groping your ass in a harsh squeeze that has you whimpering in his hold.
his skin is wet, hot, and sticky from the earlier match he had just played. sweat trickled down from his sideburns as it pooled under his chin, and you can feel the buldge in his uniform growing stiffer by the minute. your hand travels to the tent in his shorts, fingers just barely grazes over his print, and bokuto sucks in a harsh hiss through his teeth. always so sensitive.
his mouth begins to peck the corners of your lips, moving south down your neck with sloppy wet kisses. bokuto lets his lips hover over your skin for a moment, before he’s delving into your jugular to leave a soft bite on your most sensitive spot.
“ mm!— kou… ” is what comes out of your mouth next, egging him on before bokuto loses all sense of control he has.
his kisses have grown hungrier, keeping your lips latched onto his as he lifts you from your thighs. he keeps devouring you, effortlessly keeping you upright as he carries you to a separate area of the locker rooms.
there’s a clash and a bang, shower room door swinging open but you both don’t seem to mind it. your legs are wrapped around bokuto’s small waist, his hands on your ass the only thing keeping you steady. your back hits yet another wall, the tile cold against your skin.
“ i want— oh fuck ! ” you yell out in a sudden gasp, taken by surprise by the lukewarm water that shoots out of the showerhead in steamy streams.
you’re both soaked from head to toe in tapwater, and bokuto’s hair starts to fall down, strands tickling his nose. his clothes grow heavy on himself, sinking in to his skin and putting his abs on display through his jersey.
“ what baby ? cmon’, tell me want you want— please ? ” bokuto beckons, mumbling through the lips that trail hot kisses from your neck to your collarbones.
you take a deep, shaky breath to recollect your surroundings, thinking of every possible outcome of the situation at hand. you’re in the locker room showers, for godsake. but you know there’s no turning back now, love and needy lust swirling in you and your husbands irises like a whirlpool of desire.
“ —you. i want you. ”
bokuto’s fervant hands reach to lift the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head in a hurry to strip you until you’re bare and for the taking.
you’re both exposed to eachother, hair wet and as soaked as you are as his fingers lay a playful squeeze at the skin of your naked hip. he doesn’t try to hide the neediness that takes over him anymore, pulling and groping any part of you he can get his hands on, your warm flesh being fondled lewdly.
“ i’ll give you whatever you want. you’ll be proud of me then, too, yeah ? ”
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meleth03 · 25 days
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Meian: Bokuto is late. Again. Kiyoomi: I woke him up at 8 and pretended it was 11. Hinata: I wrote a fake schedule saying we started at 9 instead of 12. Atsumu: I set his clock to PM instead of AM. Meian: You all may have overdone it. Bokuto, bursting through the door: WHAT YEAR IS IT?!
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cierai · 1 year
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YOU’RE THEIR LOCK SCREEN — ft. MSBY 4
warnings — none
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⨳ATSUMU had left his phone on the counter face up. you weren’t planning on peaking at it until he got a notification and his phone screen flashed in. you glanced it at from the corner of your eye. at first, you didn’t fully process what the photo was then you reached for the phone and turned it on. it was a photo of you. the day the two of you went to a fair. you were laughing and pointing at something when he took the photo, this was your first time seeing it. “babe, have ya seen my phone?” atsumu asked as he entered the kitchen. he stopped in his tracks when he saw you smiling at him with your phone in hand. “why have you never shown me this photo?” you asked. “i look so good.” a chuckle escaped the setter's throat as he approached you with his hand out for his phone. “you always look good.” he grinned sending you a wink.
⨳BOKUTO showed you it when you asked why he was smiling at his phone so much. every single time he picked up his phone he spent at least thirty seconds staring at it with a huge grin on his face. it was a photo of you asleep on his chest with your mouth slightly open. your face scrunched up in disgust as you turn to your boyfriend. "really ko?" he had an offended look on his face as he pulled the phone back into his arms. "i think you look amazing!" you couldn't help but smile, arguing with him would be pointless. he continued to talk about the photo for five minutes.
⨳HINATA and you had matching lock screens, you had opposite halves of the same photo. it was a picture the two of you took when you went to disney world. (photo creds to bokuto). you were wearing matching MSBY jerseys, obviously shoyo's and mickey mouse ears. the two of you had huge grins on your faces and your arms around each other in front of the cinderella castle. you two enjoy showing off the matching lock screens to your friends.
⨳SAKUSA showed you his right after he took it. it was a photo of you that morning, next to him on the couch, hair a mess, and eyes barely open. he took it with a faint smile on his face before deciding to show you. "look," he said tapping your leg to get your attention as he held his phone out toward you. your eyes immediately widened at the sight of the photo. "kiyoomi! seriously!?" you whined dramatically. "what? you look great." he said cooly as if he didn't know what you were thinking. "I'm gonna make it my lock screen." he stated as he began to set it. "please don't let anyone have your phone!" you begged. he scoffed and turned to you briefly. "do you hear yourself? you have nothing to worry about." he said reassuringly.
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reblogs are appreciated
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queenkeiji · 7 months
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msby4 goes to brazil! 🇧🇷 it’s also my piece for @storedlovezine 💛
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motekill · 1 year
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airport pics
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faelissas · 2 years
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*msby watching a nature documentary*
atsumu: OH I KNEW THAT
everyone else:
atsumu:
sakusa: what the fuck??? how do yk that
atsumu: um i went to college??
everyone:
atsumu: I STUDIED BIOLOGY??
hinata: PFFF NO WAY
atsumu: I LITERALLY GRADUATED LAST YEAR??
bokuto: nAHHH
atsumu: YOU LITERALLY MET MY LAB PARTNER IZUMI
inunaki: we thought that was your girlfriend
atsumu: im gay 😐
sakusa: im learning so much today
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drawnbymabel · 1 year
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Protagonist!
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tetsurosboo · 2 months
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kissin’ and hope they caught us…
paring: bokuto kōtarō x femreader
wc: 852
warnings: none really? just a bit of strong language and making out, but suggestive so mdni
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watching your boyfriend’s practice was a somewhat common habit for you, this time though, you decided to go a little bit later than usual, making it on time to watch a good ten minutes of him enjoying himself while he spiked. he had noticed your presence but decided to continue with his practice and give you his attention a few minutes after it.
“hello, my gorgeous.” he approached you and kissed your cheek with a huge smile on his face, taking your hand to walk to the locker room while he asked about your day. in the locker room you noticed a small bruise on his cheek while he packed his things into his bag, you made him face you.
“what’s this?” your hand cupped his face and brushed the little purple bit on his skin, running your thumb lovingly through the rest of his cheek.
“just hit my face with cabinet this morning…” he took your hand in his, leaving a small kiss on your palm. his eyes were shifting between your eyes and your lips, they looked so pretty with that pink gloss on them, not to mention the outfit you had chose for the day, so he brought you closer to him, lifting your chin and leaving a chaste kiss on your lips, followed by a long and slow kiss which quickly turned into something else.
wether they like or not.
“ko, baby, your teammates are outside…” you said while he was leaving a trail of wet kisses down your neck, he bit your skin as a reply, he slid his hands under your shirt, caressing your waist and lower back slowly. that fluttering in your abdomen didn’t go unnoticed, that’s just what he does to you.
he pulled you closer to his body and held you tighter to sit back down in a bench, making you sit comfortably in his lap, facing him. “‘s fuckin’ hot in here.” was the only thing he said before taking his shirt off and kissing you again, he was a bit sweaty, of course, but as the heat started to rise… —and not exactly in the locker room.— you didn’t seem to mind at all when you kissed him back, traveling with your hands to his neck and his hair, giving him a gentle tuck and getting a small moan from him in return.
i wanna show you off…
of course he had no shame when it came to kissing you, and much less when you had that pretty skirt on that just made his job a lot easier when he trailed one of his hands to your thigh and then your ass, giving you a spank and taking the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth when you gasped because of his action. so that’s when you decided to play him back and “innocently” moving back and forward slightly right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants.
“mhm… baby don’t tease.”
he didn’t actually intent to fuck you right there and then, of course not… not today at least, no. he was gonna take this home for later. he loves these heavy make-out sessions with you, he found it incredibly hot, and it didn’t have to involve sex, just making out with you was more than enough; he loved your kisses, those little sighs that escaped your mouth every time he bit your lips or your neck, how flustered you’d become with his whole demeanor change
i wanna show you off.
a set of familiar voices were getting closer to the locker rooms, and you and your boyfriend were too self-absorbed in your own world to even care about it. “bokkun we– HOLY FUCKIN’ SHIT…” atsumu’s voice was loud, you both were startled for a bit, a common redness forming in your cheeks and your boyfriend just left a groan and looked annoyed at his teammate(s) as he saw sakusa standing behind there with a raised eyebrow and hinata mirroring atsumu’s expression.
“who knew you two where so dirty….” it was sakusa’s turn to speak now and he let out a chuckle, making fun of you and allowing himself to enter the locker room to gather his belongings, brushing off the situation as if nothing. the two other following right behind him and your bokuto took the chance to put his shirt back on and you left his lap without even looking at him as you knew he had that shit-eating grin planted on his face, following you as he took his gym bag to leave the premises and go back home with you.
“i don’t know why i let you do that every time!” you smacked his chest when he catches up with you, only laughing and kissing your cheek to show you he was sorry. (he really wasn’t)
“oh come on, baby. i can’t resist you when you come to my practice looking all pretty.” his hand was quickly placed in your waist when you were leaving the gym, boy did he had plans for you later…
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o-vera-nalyzing · 6 months
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anytime i read a sakuatsu fic where they just kinda quietly get together after going out on some dates i can’t take it seriously like these fuckers r so dramatic i can’t believe they would be normal about getting together
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New Nail Day with MSBY
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MSBY! Black Jackals (including Barnes and Joffe) x GN! Manager
Warnings: fluff
AN: just expressing my love of new nail day 🤩
Everyone needs selfcare Yn
Especially you 🥰
Because let’s face it, you have one of the toughest jobs on the entire planet
While you love your job and adore the guys, man do you need a break 😅
And one of the activities you do often is pampering yourself with new nails 💅
Whether you DIY them or go to a tech, your nails always look perfect!
Sometimes you go for simple, like an ombré or a French tip
And sometimes, when the guys are EXTRA annoying, you splurge and do a design or some bling 💎
No matter what you get, the nails do their job
And let’s just say, you look FABULOUS 🤩
And there’s one thing you can always count on
The guys noticing your new manicure!
It’s almost kind of weird how much these guys notice
Like your pretty sure they look at your hands everyday just waiting for a new set
The moment you walk into the gym and the glimmer of a new set sparkles, it’s game time
“YN LET ME SEE THEMMMM!” Bokuto shouts, running full force towards you as you brace for impact
“NEW NAIL DAY NEW NAIL DAY!” Hinata shouts, bouncing towards you
“Don’t break them right away!” Atsumu shouts, following behind the first two dummies
“You shouldn’t go near them either Miya, they are expensive!” Sakusa scolds him
Meian, Inunaki, Barnes, Thomas and Joffe all just stand aside, waiting for the hype to die down
Bokuto and Hinata each grab a hand and began to dissect everything
The shape, the design, the bling 😩
“Oh wow YN, look at all the sparkles!!” Bokuto chimes, so excited
“I don’t understand how the shape is so perfect on every one of them! There is like no imperfections!” Hinata comments, observing your perfectly manicured cuticles
Sakusa whistles, looking over Hinata, “man YN, did you have to take a loan out to get those done?”
Meanwhile you just stand there, waiting for their gasping and oohing to finally calm down
“Alright idiots, back off of Yn!” Meian finally says, interrupting their party
“But captain, YN’s nails are always so pretty!” Hinata gushes
“They are very pretty-” Meian adds
“And YN is super pretty too!” Inunaki interjects
You 👉🏻🥹
“Yes Yn is very pretty-” Meian continues
“Wow YN how do you even get to see those gems to stay on?” Barnes asks
“It’s a cured gel that makes them super strong!” You say, banging your nails against the wall to demonstrate their durability
The team 👉🏻😱😱😱
“I can’t believe how well you work with nails like that YN, truly remarkable!” Thomas compliments
“Well YN is the best manager in the entire V.League,” Joffe boosts
“Ok YN’s nails are great but we need to get practicing,” Meian sighs as the guys continue to ignore him
“You can’t expect us to practice with such perfection in our presence!” Atsumu exclaims, grabbing your hand and pushing it into Meian’s face
Meian 👉🏻😐🙄
You can tell Meian is about to lose it, so you decide the guys have done enough simping for today
“Ok guys, let’s get to practicing!” You say, walking towards your office
“But Yn what if you break a nail!” Bokuto scream 🙀
“That would be a tragedy!” Hinata yells back
“Well it’s a good thing YN doesn’t actually play Volleyball then,” Sakusa adds
“Yeah but what if one of Atsumu’s rogue serves gifs YN in the hand!” Inunaki interjects
“Hey-” Atsumu asks confused 😐
“Or what if one of Atsumu’s really bad sets hits Yn and they have to block their face?” Joffe questions
“HEY MY SETS ARE PERFECT!” Atsumu shouts back
“Atsumu shut up and get on the court!” Meian yells
Atsumu 👉🏻👁️👄👁️
“Oh and by the way Yn, your nails look amazing,” Meian winks before walking onto the court
Seriously Yn, you are so freaking lucky 😭
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sassycheesecake · 3 months
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A/N: I know this is almost the same as Oikawa’s shower Drabble but originally I wanted to post this first. But I wanted to write for both Kō and Tōru. </3
Warnings: mentions of sexual content, making out, angstyish?
It's a typical weekday of training for the MSBY Jackals and the players are exhausted. Thankfully it’s now the weekend as well, which they finally have off after lots of intense practices on the last couple of weekends.
Everyone already left, almost racing out to the locker rooms as soon as Coach Foster called it a night.
Two players remained to stay behind, namely Hinata and Bokuto.
Along with Hinata and Bokuto, their beautiful manager (Y/N) stayed behind as well, helping them set and throwing balls for them to spike.
When the two hyper energetic rascals run out of energy, they call it for a night and start collecting the stray volleyballs off the side.
When Bokuto comes close by you, he quickly looks at Hinata before whispering something in your ear.
"You? Me? Shower after this?" His excited golden eyes watch you with a big gleam and you blush at his offer.
"Bo, not when Hinata is here. How about this weekend we do that since you’re off?" You decline and continue to put the remaining balls into the cart while the Outside Hitter pouts at your answer.
You see his hair deflating a bit and he looks incredibly sad, almost like you rejected a marriage proposal of his.
Feeling bad about it, you give in.
"Alright, fine." He immediately straightens up again and almost looks like an excited Golden Retriever puppy.
"But! Only if you get Hinata out of here first! I don’t want to risk exposure of our relationship." You sigh.
"Alrighty babe, consider it done!" Bokuto grins and runs over to the orange-haired Opposite Hitter and starts talking to him.
"Hey Hinata! (Y/N) and I can finish up in here! Why don’t you head home and we’ll see each other tomorrow morning?"
"It’s no problem! Let me help you two." The orange-haired Wing Spiker smiles widely and Bokuto is a little ticked off, his horniness level extremely high since it’s been a while he was intimate with you.
"But all that’s left is cleaning up the locker room, don’t worry bro! I gotcha and since (Y/N) has a key to the gym anyway, we‘ll lock up. Go home and rest shorty-pie." Bokuto tries to persuade Hinata and in the end, he agrees.
"Alright. I will grab my stuff from the locker rooms and head out then. See you tomorrow morning. Bye (Y/N)!" Hinata calls out to you and you see the orange-haired Wing Spiker disappear.
As soon as he is gone, Bokuto looks at you with dark, hungry eyes and marches over towards you.
All of sudden, you feel two strong arms wrap around your waist and you’re easily hoisted over a shoulder and the next thing you see is Bokuto’s butt as you cling onto him.
Your cute scream when he picked you up, makes Bokuto snicker and he walks over to the locker room showers, since Hinata prefers to shower at his place.
"KŌTARŌ! WE ARE NOT DONE CLEANING UP! FOSTER WILL FIRE ME IF HE SEES THE STATE OF THE GYM LIKE THIS! PUT ME DOWN!" You wiggle and try to jump off of him, but Bokuto is too strong and he just tightens his grip on you, smacking your butt while you squeak in embarrassment by the action.
"I promise after we’re done, I will finish up while you wait for me babe." Bokuto promises and as soon as he opens the door to the lockers, he makes a beeline for the showers and sets you down.
"Stop doing that." You glower at him.
"Stop doing what?" He grins and starts taking off his practice shirt.
You can’t help but drool of the sight of his exposed torso and stomach, the defined abs still shining with a little bit of sweat of practice earlier.
As soon as he fiddles with the strings on his training shorts, he bites his lip eying you up and down with a hungry look on his face.
"Come on, babydoll. It’s been a while and I missed that sexy body of yours pressed up against me." The Outsider Hitter growls and steps towards you very slowly.
Well, how can you say no to that.
Giggling like cheeky teens in love, you and Bokuto move into the shower, the sound of the spraying water barely hiding the synchronized moans, heavy panting and sounds of skin hitting skin.
The steam of the hot shower is making you feel even hotter as Bokuto continues to snap his hips against yours, filling you up in the process.
About 30 minutes later, the two of you emerge from the shower, you with a face as red as tomato and the former Fukurōdani Captain with the biggest satisfied grin on his face. His black-and-white hair falling over his eyes.
Bokuto gets you and him a big towel, gently wrapping it around your delicate body.
Caressing your face with the biggest love sick eyes, he moves to kiss you when a third voice interrupts the action.
"WHAT THE F-??!!???!!" Hinata shrieks loudly.
Bokuto and you spring apart from each other, as if the two of you had been burned.
When you realize that you just revealed that you’re in a relationship with Bokuto, Hinata looks like he’s about to pass out any second.
"Hinata let us explain—" You frantically start apologizing for letting him see you in just a towel with one of his best friends and teammates but Bokuto looks just as pale as you.
"You … You were showering with Bokuto??? But— I-I thought you’re dating someone (Y/N)?? You always block Atsumu's flirting off, saying you’re taken! And Bokuto I-I thought you were going home!"
No one says anything, all three of you are lost for words.
"Well… I am dating someone as you can see… this just only took an unexpected turn…" You rub your hand against your still wet arm while Bokuto is still uncharacteristically quiet.
You slap your palm against his bulging biceps, in hopes to snap him out of it, to which he does.
"Uhh… it’s not what it looks like?" Bokuto grins nervously at his friend.
You scoff at his words and take over.
"Hinata, please promise us that you’re not telling anyone on team about this! Please." You’re giving him your puppy eyes and Hinata and also the rest of the Jackals are weak for your puppy dog eyes.
"But-I-I… urgh, fine but I am warning you (Y/N) I am terrible at keeping secrets." Hinata stutters but unwillingly accepts your request.
"I gotta go, I forgot my wallet in my locker." Hinata grabs his wallet from his locker and almost run of the changing room.
Bokuto and you exchange worried glances, hoping that Hinata won’t say anything.
The next day
Hinata feels dreadful.
He barely slept last night, he feels nauseous at the thought of keeping your relationship with Bokuto a secret and the stress is making him feel constipated.
Unfortunately, Atsumu has a keen eye and notices the short Wing Spiker acting very weird today. So he comes up to him during their short break and questions him.
"Shōyō? Ya good? Did ya practice too long yesterday?"
Hinata’s face resembles someone who is about to throw up and Atsumu is getting concerned about him.
Bokuto notices that Hinata is physically doing horrible, he is barely able to receive and the Opposite Hitter feels very guilty for making Hinata keeping his relationship with you a secret.
The orange-haired looks like he lost his sunshine, but he assured Atsumu that everything is fine but the Setter does not buy it.
Moving over to Bokuto, Atsumu asks him about Hinata’s behavior, to which the Outside Hitter replies that he has no idea.
Hinata is sent home due to his bad performance on the court and Bokuto can’t take it anymore. He needs to talk to you in private.
On the weekend, Bokuto’s fingers trace your naked shoulder up and down as you’re resting your face against his naked pectoral muscle, his heartbeat calming down slowly from making you scream his name minutes prior.
You notice him being unusually quiet and you start tracing little shapes on his stomach.
"Kō? What’s wrong?" You ask in a worried voice.
"I am very worried about Hinata. It looks like he is getting worse and worse every day keeping quiet what he saw between us. Baby? Why can’t we tell the team?" Bokuto glances down at you.
You sigh deeply and start to get up, Bokuto is getting concerned that he upset you.
"We talked about this so many times, Kō. I am technically not allowed to date a player from the team as a manager. It distracts you during games and I don’t want any threats from your fans." You tell him with a quiet voice, remembering that one of your best friends is dating the Middle Blocker Tatsuto Sokolov from the Schweiden Adlers and they are dealing with lots of hate comments on a daily basis. Yet, their relationship remains strong. You just wish you had their confidence.
Bokuto sighs and gets a little bit irritated because he wants to show the world that he loves you, yet your uncertainty is making him slowly lose his patience and question your love for him.
"But (Y/N) we've been hiding like almost six months now. Can’t you just get over it already? I feel like you’re keeping me in the shadows on purpose." Bokuto begins to get up as well, getting dressed as he watches you do the same.
"Are you serious Kōtarō? You know exactly why we’re not saying anything! I am sorry that I want to keep my dating life out of the spotlights for internet vultures!" You begin to tear up, the frustration is overwhelming.
"Well then, if you’re so worried, maybe we should end this then and you can go out with Sakusa instead since he seems to be allergic to PDA just as much as you!" Bokuto yells in anger and you had enough.
"Out!" You point to the entrance door with a glare and the irritated owl slams it on his way out.
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meleth03 · 1 month
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Kiyoomi: Honestly, do you guys even know the ABCs of first aid? Hinata: a Bokuto: bone Atsumu: coming out of the skin is very bad
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manyangrygeese · 2 years
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MSBY Streetwear
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gyuunyuumiya · 7 months
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Four tickets to the minions, please.
And the minions in question
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eightpercentao3 · 2 months
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I’m still here tbh
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yoomiomiki · 2 years
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Little shit
( He’s a little shit , but he’s yours )
˚ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
“No “
“ what do you mean no ?! “ he sputtered in disbelief . “ I said no omi , no cuddling this week “ you stubbornly said , disregarding his shirtless figure and the blatant pout that sported his face when you said that .
“you never let me pay for anything , i need to contribute to our house too , it’s completely ridiculous how you don’t even let me pay for anything . “ you angrily muttered , referring to when you went groceries earlier and he refused to let you pay even though you both were getting groceries for your shared apartment .
Slipping into bed next to him and turning to face him . “ but you love me for that don’t you sweetheart ? “ placing a hand over your hip trying to pull you closer , a smirk gracing his handsome features . Mindlessly playing with your hair once you were deemed ‘ close enough ‘ with his free hand and getting all up in your face .
“ absolutely not “ immediately shoving his way too handsome-adonis like face away from yours . However , the growing blush on your face disagreed with your actions . In your defence , it was because he was too close to you , that’s why you were so flustered
“C’mon sweets . ‘M sorry , forgive me please . You know I can’t sleep without your cuddles . ” You really tried to keep the most stoic face you had on. But it was hard , ridiculously hard , almost impossible. With the way kiyoomi had the biggest pout possible and his hand that snaked up your (his) shirt , rubbing comforting circles onto your waist , saying no was just out of the question .
Letting out the most dramatic sigh you relented , throwing a leg over his hip and snuggling even closer to him . Burying your face into the crook of his neck .
“ you’re such a little shit “ you grumble , voice muffled . “ but I’m your little shit “ you didn’t have to look up to know that kiyoomi had a shit-eating grin plastered on his face .
“Shut up omi “ He of course , retaliated by snaking his hand down to your butt and giving it a slap , eliciting out a shocked whine of his name , that earned him a slap on his chest .
Kiyoomi was a little shit alright , a 6’3 little shit , but he was your little shit .
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