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anystalker707 · 5 months

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worship

Pairing: Nishinoya x [male] Reader Genre: Smut / Comfort Summary: Nishinoya tries to prove his boyfriend that he is attractive. not proofread

Requested by @chrizzyswift [Can we also have Top Nishinoya getting to do it (seggs) with a fat M! Reader just so Noya could prove reader that he can also be attractive.]

The sound of footsteps down the hall cut through your thoughts, making you more aware of the texture of the pillowcase against your face and the way the blankets folded under your body, but you still didn’t move. There was a sigh before you felt the bed start moving, and a pressure on your back.

“Mm, I was wondering where you were,” Nishinoya muttered, his cheek moving against your shoulder and his chest vibrating against your back as he spoke. He sighed as he buried his face into the back of your neck, nuzzling softly as he held your waist. Soft kisses were pressed along the back of your neck, slow breath fanning over your skin, and shivers ran down your spine with it.

“Yu,” you sighed softly, feeling a hand slipping under your shirt to squeeze your hip.

“Can we—”

“You know,” you cut him off and shifted, making Nishinoya move to lie on the bed. He had his head tilted, eyebrow raised, when you faced him. “I don’t— Um, like, are you sure?”

Nishinoya furrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head, but he just shook his head and made a vague motion with his hand; he was on his side, propped up on an elbow. “Am I sure of what, love? You gotta be a little more specific than that.” His face softened with a smile, and your heart fluttered.

“Ah, you know,” you exhaled, looking down at the bedsheets for a moment while you tried to find the right words to describe it. Honestly, it was embarrassing, making you wish you just vanished, but you also knew you had to keep true to your boyfriend as much as possible. You took a deep breath—there you go. “Am I really that attractive? You don’t— Well, I understand if you don’t want to have sex with me anymore. You don’t need to pretend you like me, I—”

“Wait,” Nishinoya immediately cut you off. He opened his mouth a couple of times, but nothing more than a couple of syllables actually came from him before he pressed his lips together and sighed in frustration, scratching the back of his head. “If you’re not joking, I’d like you to stop.”

You frowned. “Why would I be joking about that?”

“I hoped you were,” he sighed with a frown of his own.

Well, so what? Did Nishinoya agree with you to some degree? Was he truly still with you because he felt it was an obligation? A heavy feeling formed in your gut before you closed your eyes for a moment to calm down and finally looked at Nishinoya—his face softened when your eyes met.

“Look,” Nishinoya breathed, looking around for a moment, “it’s nothing like that. I don’t know where you’re getting this idea from, but if I ever made you conclude that, I’m so sorry! Why would you think you’re unattractive, in the first place? What makes you think that?” The same sadness present in his gaze also laced his voice; it made your heart ache.

There wasn’t a big secret when it came to that, honestly.

“I’m fat,” you stated directly.

Nishinoya stared at you for a moment before he raised his eyebrows and shook his head a little. “So what?”

“Yu,” you sighed, pressing your face to the pillow momentarily. “It’s unattractive.” Wasn’t it obvious? Why did you have to word that? Noya didn’t want to humiliate you or anything—he’d never do it—, but it still made your heart sink to your stomach.

Despite the blatant truth, Nishinoya eyed you with furrowed eyebrows and slightly parted lips. This time, he decided to press his lips shut together instead of just trying to voice whatever thought came to his mind. His hand was warm, cupping the side of your neck gently so that you’d look at him instead of the awful images created by your own thoughts.

“I already told you that stuff is meaningless,” Nishinoya sighed in frustration as he leaned in closer, pressing his forehead to yours, lips pursed in a small pout. He didn’t know what had specifically gotten in your mind today, but he was very well aware of the kind of stuff you could come across on the internet, or even the seemingly innocent comments in public that held a deeper meaning behind them. “I think you’re attractive. Very attractive. Extremely attractive.”

Noya’s words made a foreign feeling bubble up in your stomach, something you tried to ignore and push down, but it still managed to make you feel all giddy when summed up with the kisses he pressed to your cheeks until they were heating up. Finally, though, he pressed his lips to yours in a sweet kiss.

It wasn’t all the comfort and reassurance that you needed, Nishinoya knew that, but he needed a start, either way, and a kiss felt like a good start. He hoped the passion in the kiss was noticeable, the way he made sure to keep the kiss slow but also intense just the right way.

“I wouldn’t exchange you for anyone,” Noya said in a matter-of-a-fact tone, shifting so that he was on top of you now. “I mean, I have no reason to, and I wanted to believe that I didn’t have to say it either.”

Whatever you had to say died in your throat, replaced by a lump—you didn’t want to cry, no, but it still made you somewhat emotional. Noya sighed as he kissed your lips once again, parting your legs open with one of his knees so that he could slip between them, with his hands on your thighs while your arms wrapped around his neck, almost instinctively.

“I don’t care whether you’re not skinny or anything,” Nishinoya said softly, though it was in a more caring tone this time. “I like them with some meat on them, either way.” A grin stretched his lips before he chuckled at your flustered reaction and leaned in to kiss your lips again, this time nipping on your lip. “I don’t know, I just—” He shrugged a little. “I like squeezing your thighs, squeezing your hips, your waist… Even biting, you know?” A little giggle escaped your lips, and you couldn’t help but echo it, sighing as you looked away for a moment.

The thoughts that once clumped your mind were now dissolving into silly worries according to how Nishinoya kept showering you with affection, nuzzling your neck gently to kiss it before he was tugging your shirt up. For a second, your brain was alarmed at the thought of being shirtless, but it was Yu. He’d never judged anything about you, and there was no need to suddenly change your behavior around him now, so you decided to enjoy the comfort that his hands brought instead. They pressed flat to your skin, caressing it softly, trailing up your torso in a worshiping way.

Nishinoya’s love language was well-balanced. He gave you words of affirmation, acts of service, and physical love all in the right doses, cheering you up in the cutest ways, with the right words and right gifts. It always made your heart flutter and your cheeks heat up, making a mess of your feelings that you’d never felt before—all in the best way.

Today wasn’t different.

You just lay there with your bare back against the mattress while Nishinoya smiled at you and leaned in to press kisses along the top of your chest, just below your collarbones. It sent sparkles down your spine, helping the heat accumulate in your lower stomach. Fuck.

“Are you alright?” Nishinoya asked softly. An almost vibrant tone of red lingered on his cheeks. “I mean, can I…?”

Biting your lip, you nodded. The worries about your weight and not being attractive were still haunting your mind, but they weren’t as close to being the focus of your attention as Nishinoya’s love was at the moment. His gentle caresses easily made something stir inside you, making your breath slowly heavier and eventually hitch in your throat when his hips pressed to yours. The friction felt so fucking good…

Noya bit his lip, groaning at the feeling of his erection grinding against yours through the layers of clothes. He wanted to feel you already, but he also knew to take a moment to take care of you, to give you some special attention that focused only on you. A soft groan escaped his throat when his hips pushed against yours again, in a way that made your thighs twitch and lock around his hips briefly.

“Yu,” you breathed, feeling the heat pool on your skin, inevitably having you squirming and wishing for more, and of course, he’d grant you that.

Rough fingers ran along your sides before squeezing your hips; his thumbs rubbed circles into your hips. It felt good against the sensitive skin and earned Nishinoya another groan from you, your fingers curling around his shirt.

The discomfort brought by the way your underwear and pants trapped your cock was solved carefully, with gentle tugs at the clothes until they were discarded to the ground to be forgotten just like your shirt, but it was a problem for later, either way. Once all your clothes were off, Nishinoya sat back on his legs and took a deep breath as he eyed you, practically already fucking you with his eyes. His pupils were blown with that lovesick gaze; you were all tingly inside, wanting to look away, but you just couldn’t manage it. Fuck.

“Please,” you whispered in a broken tone, and Nishinoya seemed to snap out of his daze, nodding.

“Can’t take over how handsome and hot you are,” he groaned, scratching the back of his neck with a lazy grin.

Nishinoya wasn’t hesitant once he got in action—his mouth just enveloped the tip of your mouth without previous notice, and he surely enjoyed the way he made you gasp and arch your back, with a hand flying to his hair. He hummed softly before he slowly started taking more of your cock into his mouth, pressing a hand to your thigh for leverage while the other wrapped warmly around the base of your cock.

Noya’s mouth was hot and wet, welcoming you with licks all over the tip and eventually the underside of your cock; your breath shuddered, and your cock twitched in his mouth. It felt so fucking good.

Cold air replaced Nishinoya’s cock around your mouth, making you groan softly, but it was soon enveloped by his warm hand as he pumped your cock slowly. “Mm, you also taste so good,” Noya whispered as he kissed along the underside of your cock, sometimes letting his tongue trace the sensitive veins that pushed against the skin. “You wouldn’t be worried about being attractive if you saw how you look under me like this,” he whispered, not even giving you time to reply before he was tonguing at your tip, applying pressure to all the right places as the texture of his tongue made you squirm.

“Mmph, there,” you whispered, tugging at Noya’s hair when his tongue lingered on a spot along the underside of your tip, making you gasp and push your hips forward when he dragged his tongue against the spot slowly.

Whatever you had to say was lost among moans when Noya tightened his hand around your cock and started to pump it not so slowly, but it wasn’t fast either. He was buying himself some time before his mouth enveloped your cock once again, and this time, the touch was accompanied by pressure on your hole. Noya’s finger traced your hole before he started to push it in, not holding your thigh anymore.

The intrusion wasn’t bad—you barely had time to focus on it since Nishinoya’s mouth worked along your cock so fine, slowly taking each time more into it until his nose met your skin and his finger pushed into you to the last row of knuckles. Your hands were closed tight, both around his shoulder and the bedsheets.

A shaky breath escaped your lips as you closed your eyes, letting Noya’s praises still ring through your fuzzy mind, making the tingly feeling in your lower stomach intensify as your cock twitched inside Noya’s mouth. He hummed around it, in vibrations that sent sparkles down your spine, and you squirmed under Noya again, gasping and thrusting your cock into his mouth.

Nishinoya took the message. His free hand pressed flat to your crotch, holding you firmly, while he worked a second finger inside you and started adding some pressure to his movements, locking his lips tighter around your cock.

Despite the fact that Nishinoya wasn’t fast or overstimulating at handling you, you still could take note that you were more sensitive than usual. All the worship, the care, the time he took on your sensitive spots… It was hard to remember how much you hated yourself when Nishinoya praised you like that. He made you feel loved and wanted among all the gasps and moans that escaped your lips, even more so when his fingers curled inside you and pressed right against your prostate, all at the same time his lips became hollow around you.

“Fuck,” you gasped, thighs quivering. “Yu, I-I’m close,” you whispered, feeling the familiar feeling start to march close according to Noya’s movements.

There was no verbal response; Nishinoya didn’t bother doing anything as he only intensified his movements, groaning around your cock and sinking his fingers deeper in, trying to keep a steady rhythm. Moans came from you more often, at the same time Noya’s mouth started filling with the familiar salty taste, so he knew he was on the right path.

When your tip hit the back of Noya’s throat, a louder, broken moan escaped your lips as you threw your head back against the pillow, gasping. Your balls tightened, more pre-cum spilling into his mouth, but it took you a few more strokes until you were actually cumming, whimpering as you felt Nishinoya’s mouth still around your cock as he swallowed your cum. He made sure to keep going, still fingering you until your high rode out.

“Yu,” you whispered, almost whining as your thighs quivered, and you shifted a little, gasping at the feeling of him pulling away.

A wide grin adorned his face before he leaned in again and kissed your tummy before he pulled off his shirt. “Damn, I hope you’re still willing for one more round. I want to feel you.”

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universal-imagines · 1 year

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☾ found feelings

fandom: haikyuu!! pairing: nishinoya x reader word count: 1.2k request: perhaps a scenario with nishinoya comforting his crush when they get rejected by their own crush. maybe ending with them realizing that nishinoya is better then their crush anyway?

a/n: this request has been in my inbox since i first made this blog, and it’s been written for about as long too i just never got around to transferring it from my notebook to my computer but here it is now! i had to make a separate post from the ask cause the set up was all weird. this might also be the last post i make with banners cause i lost all my old ones and no longer have photoshop ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` )

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He knew. Call it a libero's intuition, if you will.

The moment Nishinoya's cell phone rang, almost vibrating its way off his nightstand, he stopped what he was doing to answer. Only one person would call him this late, and today of all days too. But something told him it wasn't about the positive response you'd wanted.

Congratulating himself on another good save, he allowed himself a tentative smile along with his usual greeting.

For a couple of minutes, all he got in response was a sniffle. But he was patient. If volleyball had taught him anything, it was waiting for the right time to move.

"They rejected me," you finally voiced his suspicions.

A part of him couldn't help but be relieved. As mean as that was, he was afraid of missing his chance. When you first told him about your crush, he'd felt a tinge of pain in his chest. And his stomach twisted every time you gushed about them. It was eating at him. He should have been happy for you, but it hurt hearing you talk about someone else. It was worse than missing a crucial point in a match.

The other part of him was heartbroken on your behalf. He knew just how much of yourself you put into that confession. It was nothing short of pouring your heart out. He knew because he had listened to you practice, day in and day out, as you worked yourself up to confess. So hearing you so broken about getting rejected hurt and made him angry. This person he didn't even know didn't deserve your affection, much less your tears.

"I'll be right over." He wanted to say so much more, but that could wait until he could comfort you in person.

A heavy sigh of frustration left Nishinoya's body as he let his phone drop onto his lap. He had every intention of keeping his promise of coming over, but he had to compose himself first. What kind of impression would he give if he looked ready to beat someone up? Probably not a bad one cause it showed he had his friend's back, but there was more to it than that. And he wasn't ready to explain it all just yet.

But he was ready to get some late-night comfort food, however. All your favorite snacks and meals were at the top of his checklist, along with two pints of ice cream.

Two convenience store stops later, among other places, Nishinoya made his way toward your house. It wasn't a long walk, but after his 35-minute detour, he arrived at your home almost an hour after promised.

One knock. Two knocks. Three knocks it took for you to open the door. As expected, a puffy-eyed [ name ] appeared in the doorway. The sight of you almost sent him on a rant, but he stopped himself.

"Sorry for taking a while..." he searched for your eyes, "But I'm armed with snacks." The last bit came out as more of a question than a statement. He wasn't sure how enthusiastic he was allowed to sound, so he wanted to assess the situation first.

You didn't even look at the bag of goodies he brought before enveloping him in a hug.

"Yeah... sorry," he whispered, doing his best to return the hug.

Finally moving from the door, both of you ended up in your room. It was quiet for a while, but not in an awkward way. You were both just enjoying a pint of ice cream. The silence might have lasted longer if it weren't for Tanaka, who sent Nishinoya a meme.

'Damn Tanaka,' Nishinoya thought as he scrambled to silence his phone.

"They said they never gave me any reasons to get my hopes up. That... they could tell I liked them and went out of their way to make it obvious they weren't interested, but..." You drew a shaky breath. "I can't believe I didn't notice. I must have been so annoying."

"Did they seriously say that?" Nishinoya's blood was boiling.

You nodded, needing another moment to gather yourself. "I could even feel how annoyed they were." "What an ass. You'll probably think I'm saying all this because I'm your friend and would take your side in any situation, but he didn't deserve you. If that jerk could not see how amazing you are, that's on them. Not you. It just sucks you got your heart broken because of someone like that."

Nishinoya was glad to see you roll your eyes at him because it meant you were feeling slightly better.

"I don't know about being amazing and all that. If that were the case at least one person out there would like me, but there's no one." You shrugged.

"There is." The response slipped out on its own. "I'm sure there is," he quickly added.

"Doubt it."

"Why?"

"Because... well, because no one has ever said anything." You threw your arms up in defeat.

"What if they're afraid of telling you? Of getting rejected? You just found out how much it hurts."

"Yeah... you're right."

'Stupid. Stupid Noya.' He would shoot himself in the foot if he could.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to-" He was panicking over what to say to fix his mistake.

"No, it's okay. You're right. After what happened today, I don't picture myself confessing to anyone ever again. And if anyone does confess to me one day, I know I'll never be that mean."

Nishinoya chuckled. "Being let off easy still hurt, you know."

"Sure, but it can't be as bad as being outright rejected on top of being ridiculed for confessing." You crossed your arms and huffed, but he could tell it was more for show.

"Can't argue with that," he shrugged. "So, is it safe to assume you're less upset about getting rejected but more about how they went about it?"

You nodded with a soft smile.

"I hope you know that ass really didn't deserve you. Besides, you can do so much better!"

"Oh yeah," you chuckled. "I deserve someone who will cherish me and treat me right. Someone who will bring me pizza at midnight."

"Ha, I've done that." Catching himself once again, Nishinoya quickly added, "And it wasn't fun."

"What are you talking about? We stayed up all night watching movies and talking. I remember cause you forgot you had practice the next morning and were dying." You were now laughing.

"Exactly, not fun."

"Whatever."

The night went on like that, harmless banter back and forth with some movies and laughter sprinkled in between. The person who'd ruined part of your day was long forgotten by now.

"You should just stay over at this point. It's 4am, and you don't have practice tomorrow. So it's okay, right?" You were already pulling the blanket over the both of you as you spoke.

"Fine. Just don't kick me off the bed when you wake up in the morning cause you forgot you asked me to stay."

"I only did that once!" You laugh at the memory.

"Once was enough!"

"Okay, okay. I'll make it up to you if I do it again." You scooted a little closer to him and shut your eyes.

"How about you make it up for last time first?"

"With what?" You yawn.

'A date.'

He thought he had said it outloud when he heard the exact same words he was thinking, but you'd been the one to utter them. Maybe it'd been a figment of his imagination, he was tired after all. But he would soon find out they weren't. He would have to wait until morning though, cause you were out like a light.

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lookingforlia · 1 year

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He's a 10 trend with haikyuu

No warnings.

- Daichi : he's a 10 but he has 11 kids to gatekeep to the point that he has mentally aged a few years than the rest of the kids his age.

-Sugawara : he's a 10 no buts 🥹 (im sorry this manz perfect) .

-tanaka : he's a 10 but has a collection of porn magazines in his room and he doesn't even bother to hide it from everyone.

-nishinoya : he's a 10 but he gets rejected by every girl like it's a Sunday morning thing .

- kageyama : he's a 10 but doesn't know the existence of flavored milk so he still gets the plain one .

- Hinata : he's a 10 but doesn't understand the concept of time when he's doing something he really likes and forgets to do day to day things like eating or sleeping .

- Yamaguchi : he's a 10 but pretends to be a bully when In reality he gets bullied .

- tsukishima : he's a 10 but he has watched every dianosour documentary of Discovery channel .

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tastypurevanilla · 2 years

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ɢɪꜰ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛꜱ

ℙ𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɴɪꜱʜɪɴᴏʏᴀ ʏᴜᴜ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ: (ʜᴇ/ʜɪᴍ)(ᴛʜᴇʏ/ᴛʜᴇᴍ)(ɴᴏ ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴇᴅ)

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1552 (ᴍɪᴅ)

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰʟɪʀᴛɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀʟʟᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɴᴏʏᴀ

ʟɪɴᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

After school practice was always something you looked forward to. You are on the soccer team for Karasuno and play goalie. Sadly, today was one of the days you always dreaded, it was raining, which meant no practice. You sighed and leaned forward in your chair, waiting for the final bell to ring so you could go home and sulk.

You sit next to Nishinoya Yuu, your current crush. He was probably the second thing that you loved the most in the world, other than soccer which of course is first. The bell finally rang, saying students could leave for the day. Nishinoya glanced over to you when he heard your head thump against the desk.

"Hey, (L/N) you ok?"

You turned your head to see Nishinoya looking down at your sad state. "No, soccer practice is canceled today thanks to the rain. And we dont have an indoor field so I cant do it at all..." He put a thumb to his chin and thought for a second before Tanaka walked up the the two of you. "C'mon Noya we gotta- woah what is up with (L/N)?"

"His soccer practice got canceled cause of the rain. Think he could come watch our practice?" You lifted your head up and looked to the short brunette with soft eyes. "Daichi and the guys wouldn't mind would they?" You asked as you stood and put your stuff in your bag. Nishinoya nodded and smiled, a light pink dusting his cheeks. "I'm sure they'll understand." Tanaka said slinging an arm around your shoulder.

"Now let's get going before we're late, again."

The three of you walked down to the gym, making light conversation as you did. "Oh, (L/N), wanna hang out with me and Noya after practice?" I looked over to Tanaka and nodded. "Sure, do you guys need help with english again?" They both sulked and nodded their heads. "Its ok, I'll help."

"Thanks (L/N)!" Noya shouted grabbing your hand. You blushed and smiled shaking your head as you walked into the gym, swapping out your shoes in the process. The third years who were already changed out noticed you waiting by the door. Sugawara came up to you and smiled, "Come to watch us practice?" You looked to him and nodded. "Yeah. Mine got canceled cause of the rain. You guys dont mind, right Suga?"

He nodded and gently grabbed your hand, pulling you over to Daichi and Asahi who were talking about their up coming competition before letting go. "Hey old man." You said poking Asahi in the side. He twitched and held where you poked him. "(N/N), please stop doing that." You laughed and greeted Daichi as some of the first years came in from changing.

A short ginger and a grumpy looking kid came over to your group and Daichi greeted them. You turned around and looked down to the two of them. "Hey, you must be that new tiny giant I've been hearing about, Hinata, right?" You asked looking at the shortie. His eyes widened and he almost seemed totally intrigued by you. "Right, and yeah, I'm gonna be the next tiny giant."

You looked over to the other next to him and smiled. "You must be Kageyama then." You bowed slightly before looking to them again. "(L/N) (F/N), nice to meet you both." They both bowed back. "Nice to meet you." They spoke in sync and right when they stood up, Noya full sprinted towards the six of you. "(N/N)!" You looked over and your eyes widened as he jumped into you.

"Noya, why do you do this to me." You asked holding him up by his armpits. He just laughed with the third years as Hinata and Kageyama looked at you in shock. "Because it's fun! Why else would I do it?" - "Cause you're jealous (L/N)'s attention isn't all on you." Tanaka mumbled out. You and Noya seemed to be the only ones that heard since the both of you blushed as you set him down.

Coach Ukai walked in and blew his whistle. "Right, let's get started."

Practice has been going on for a bit now and you were standing next to Ukai, watching them practice. "Hinata's really impressive. He like, spring-loaded or something." Ukai chuckles. "Yeah, little red's really something. He still needs a lot of practice though." He blew his whistle right after and called for a break.

You went over to Nishinoya who was walking over to the wall. "Hey Noya, what position do you think I would play if I was on the volleyball team." He looks up to you as he took a drink from his water. "Probably a libero like me. You so play goalie so it's the closest thing." You nodded and looked down to him. "So... Was what Tanaka said... Uhm... True? That you get jealous when I'm talking to other people?" Noya's face lights up as he looks up to you then away. You had a blush yourself as he nodded and shrugged.

"I mean, kinda? I just uh... L-like you is all..." He mumbled the last part but you caught on. "How long?" He looks up to you as if shocked you heard him. "First year." You blushed more and looked down to your feet. "Me too..." Ukai blew the whistle again, saying break was over making the two of you look up. Nishinoya turned to walk back but you called out for him making him stop. You quickly pecked his cheek before walking back to your spot next to Ukai and Kiyoko.

He stood in shock for a moment before Tanaka broke him out of his trance and they started practicing again.

Practice was finally over and Hinata ran over to you. "Did you see those spikes (L/N)!? Kageyama was all 'wooosh' and I was like 'whaphaw' and then the ball just went past Tsukishima's block!" You smiled and laughed at the way he described it. "I believe in you Hinata. Keep Kageyama close ok?" You pat his head gently and he nodded. Ukai told him to get back to cleaning up and he hopped to it.

"(L/N)! Incoming!" Daichi yelled as you turned to see Noya running towards you again with a cheeky smile on his face. He jumped to you and you easily caught him, holding him away from you. "You're gross and sweaty, go change." You said with a laugh as you set him down. He smirked and tiptoed to whisper in your ear. "You wont be saying that tonight when it's just us."

A heavy blush covered your cheeks as he walked away. You avoided Daichi and the first years curious gaze by grabbing your stuff and switching shoes before walking out of the gym. You waited by the school gates for Nishinoya and Tanaka to help them with their english homework.

The three of you decided to study at your house since you wouldn't be bothered by your mother. "(Y/n)... Number 3 is confusing me." Nishinoya said pointing to the paper. You leaned over and rested your chin on his shoulder, looking at the paper. "The manager said his team (A) win the soccer league and they actually did (B) season." You mumbled to yourself before reading the answers.

"So, which do think fits better for A, will or would?"

Noya looked over to you and read it over in his head. "Uhm... Would?" You nodded softly and asked another question. "Then would next or the next make more sense?" He reads it over again and said. "Next?" You shook your head and read out the sentence if it was just next. "The manager said his team would win the soccer league and they actually did next season."

He hummed and looked over to you. "But next fits, how is that wrong." "You have to clarify that it's the next season, just saying next season would be more of a present tense term. The context of the sentence is what makes it grammatically incorrect."

Both the boys sighed and looked at you with slight jealousy. "Why cant we be as good as you at english..." Tanaka asked, sulking a bit. You smiled and laughed while picking up your head from Noyas shoulder. "Cause my dads first language is english. That's the only reason."

Tanaka looked at the clock and yawned. "Its getting kinda late, I should head home." He said as he started to pack his stuff. "Ok. If you need to come over to study again just shoot me a message before you head over." Tanaka smiles and nods as he puts his jacket and bag on. "See you two later." He said heading out on his own.

Almost as soon as the heavy front door closed, Nishinoya tackled you onto your futon. "Ah, N-Noya..?" He hovered over you, both of your faces holding a blush. He leaned down and gently kissed your lips. You had a bit of a delayed reaction but kissed back none the less.

"Can we be boyfriends?" You smiled and giggled at his question. "Only if you want us to be." He nodded and went in for another kiss.

"You should come to watch us practice more often."

#tpv oneshot #tpv hk!!#tpv sfw #nishinoya yuu x male reader #nishinoya yu x male reader #haikyuu!! x male reader #haikyuu x male reader #nishinoya x male reader #mxm #m4m #x male reader

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lssugaluv · 2 years

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“Morning Breakfast.”

Haikyuu Imagines.

“Wake up honey, I made you breakfast.” You quickly freshen up and change and make your way to the kitchen. As you were approaching the kitchen, you began to smell a faint smell of burnt. Once you made it to the kitchen, there was the breakfast. The kitchen was a huge mess and the food was all burnt but nicely plated. He was looking at you though with amused eyes and couldn’t wait for you to eat. You couldnt help but giggle and thank them for breakfast.

It’s the thought that counts right?

Characters that will do this: Hinata, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Bokuto, Terushima, Lev, and Atsumu.

#haikyu fanfiction #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu boys #bokuto koutarou #hinata shoyuo #terushima #nishinoya yū #haikyuu imagines #oneshot #Wattpad #funny #cute #morning breakfast #boyfriend #lev haiba #atsumu miya

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windydayey · 2 years

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Brand new fever

Nishinoya Yuu x GN! reader

It was a new school in Karasuno, you recently moved to Miyagi to have someone live with your grandparents, not like you hated the idea but the fact you have to get used to a whole new school was a drag.

Somehow a very energetic guy named Nishinoya Yuu approached you first and talked to you on your way home seems like you guys lived a few houses away.

After a few months you sure made a few friends but they could never be close enough with you. You had a very off aura about you it wasn't visible but with enough concentration anyone could make out you were a private person.

You always went home and told your grandparents that your school friends were all nice, not that they weren't but there was just something missing.

One time you got sick and didn't come to school for a few days and it happened right the next day you had a bad day in school. You were there, lying on the bed coughing snuggled in your blanket with an icepack on your forehead, extremely annoyed and irritated of course.

Your phone that was charging rang up, you hissed and checked who it was and it was Nishinoya.

" *sneeze* hello?"

"hell- OH N/N CHAN!" You were currently on the phone but you could still feel his big grin on his face as he called out your nickname, seriously he was the first one to make up one for you after coming here and you just let him.

"y...yah?" You replied

"you didn't come to school for a few days now you fine? At first I thought you just went to home early but I didn't see for for three days now *sigh* cycling home is so boring without you!" He whined.

"oh ahah...*cough* Sorry I have like uh...fever and cold." After you said that he gasped so loud over the phone you swore you could see his expressions in front of your eyes somehow.

"I'll be there with soup my grandpa taught me best for cold you wait for me!" He said loudly

"Wait Noya-kun you don't have t-" a beep and he cut the call.

You kept down your phone and sighed as if you were done with him but if so then what was with the little smile on your face?

Ugh why am I so easy?....

You groaned and put an arm over your eyes ".... stupid" you smiled even more.

Then again he's always been caring towards everyone, no you weren't jealous infact you liked it that people like him existed in this world. A little more hope for you.

#Nishinoya #Nishinoya Yuu #Nishinoya x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanon #haikyuu headcanons #haikyu hcs #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu ff #haikyuu fanfic #hq x reader #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu oneshots

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let-me-simp-in-peace · 2 years

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Okay, I have a really cute and funny oneshot idea, but I can’t decide which person it should be about.

Which would you guys prefer?

1. Nishinoya

2. Atsumu

3. Oikawa

4. Suna

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu imagine #reader insert #reader #gender neutral reader #fluff #haikyuu oneshot #hq imagines #hq oneshot #suna rintaro x reader #miya atsumu x reader #oikawa toru x reader #nishinoya yu x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader

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memoryofapricity · 1 year

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cold winter night. AsaNoya

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 – 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮!!

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 — 𝐀𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐍𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐘ū

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 — 𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

a usually energetic libero was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. for some reason, he had had an off day. we all have days like that, even the people who seem like balls of unlimited energy.

the boy sighed, turning over to his side before his eyes locked onto the phone lying face up on his bedside table. as if Yū had mind powers, the phone lit up, showcasing an incoming call.

the boy grabbed his phone. seeing the name of his favorite person on the screen brought a smile to his lips.

"heya, Sahi!" his voice was suddenly filled with energy.

"hi, Nishi... um, I know it's a bit late, but I was wondering... would you want to meet up?"

Asahi's voice was like velvet in Yū's ears. he couldn't contain his excitement and almost hung up before Asahi could say "see you soon".

the libero was back to his energetic self, pulling on a hoodie and glancing into the mirror to make sure he was presentable. he was out of the door already when he realized he didn't grab his keys.

after fetching the bunch of keys, he started walking swiftly towards the familiar house the ace lived in.

soon enough his eyes focused on a tall silhouette nearing him with each second.

"Asahi!" the spikey haired boy yelled out before starting to run towards the other person.

the two hugged, and with Yū's face buried into Asahi's jacket, the taller boy chuckled: "missed me?"

"always!" the shorter replied, looking up at the boy who was holding him close.

they both smiled, before the ace's face turned serious.

"Nishi... you're only wearing a hoodie, you'll freeze..."

the libero shook his head and insisted: "I'm fine! I did leave in a rush 'cause you sounded troubled on the phone so I didn't want to make you wait."

the long haired boy smiled softly, a warm feeling filling his chest.

"I just missed you and wanted to see you", he explained.

"O-oh... I see", the flustered boy stuttered out before turning his face away in a poor attempt to hide his red cheeks.

he heard his boyfriend chuckle before a zipper was opened. Yū looked back at the tall boy, only to be met with him standing closer than anticipated as he wrapped his jacket around the smaller boy.

he saw Asahi's wide smile while the dark brown eyes wandered. a giggle escaped the cold lips. even if they were cold, the lovestruck libero believed they were as soft as ever.

"I love how big it is on you", the tall boy muttered as he leaned in before placing a soft kiss on the shorter one's forehead.

Yū felt his face burning up. he wasn't used to the affection from Asahi still, after all, it had only been a couple months since they confessed to each other.

then he realized: "wait! now you'll get cold!"

the ace still had a warm sweater, mittens and scarf on, trying to convince his boyfriend that he was the one who needed the jacket more.

"fine! but we should go to a café or something to warm up", the libero pouted.

"hot chocolate with you does sound nice", the taller boy hummed as he took the smaller boy's hand into his, holding it tightly as they walked together.

the couple reached their favorite café in town. as they stepped in, a bell chimed softly above the door.

Yū went to sit down at the same corner table they always sat at, while Asahi ordered two mugs of hot chocolate. they had been coming to this place even before they got together. you could say this café held a special place in both of their hearts.

coming here was a way to remember nothing but the good memories.

the taller boy walked to the table, placing a mug on each side of it, before sitting down. he sighed happily as he gazed out the window, holding the warm cup in his hands.

the smaller boy watched as his boyfriend tucked a strand of hair behind his own ear and lifted the mug up, taking a sip carefully.

"Sahi, you got some whipped cream on your nose", the boy snickered.

he reached out to wipe the nose of his loved one, almost instinctively.

the dark brown eyes stared into the lighter ones as the lips underneath them curved into a smile with pink blush visible on the cheeks.

Asahi had no idea of the effect he had on his poor boyfriend. it was as if the younger boy's heart had been shot.

"I love you, Yū."

those words echoed between the two boys. their hearts fluttering from the pure love and affection they felt in each other's company.

"I love you too, Asahi!"

the energetic exclamation made the older boy laugh. the fact that it was a very Yū way of saying the phrase, made hearing it feel that much more special.

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧: 3rd of June, 2022

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 829

#my writing #haikyuu!!#asanoya #asahi azumane #azumane asahi #yuu nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #fanfiction #oneshot #hq fanfic #hq fluff #asanoya fluff #asahi x nishinoya #nishinoya x asahi

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ffeelann · 1 year

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That´s How — Kageyama Tobio x fem! reader oneshot

boeeenas, acá empezando éste blog donde voy a subir oneshots q tenía escritos y que voy a ir subiendo, los voy a traducir al inglés y capaz le cambie cositas para q tenga más sentido.

éste oneshot es viejito, y lo hice pq ya se estaba estrenando hq to the top y estabamos todos re entusiasmados JSJSDJS

ando haciendo comisiones por pedido de animes y mangas y de lo que te pinte mientras me des una buena base juju, así que éste tipo de os son los ejemplitos que podés usar para guiarte a conocer mi estilo y mi forma de expresar y contar boludeces uwu

DISFRUTEN MUCHACHOS

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Kageyama, internamente, tenía una sensación de incomodidad muy grande en ése preciso segundo.

Había sido "rechazado", de alguna manera, por Yachi, quien siempre lo ayudaba junto a Hinata con el inglés.

Él le había pedido ayuda también, sin embargo, por temas de su tiempo limitado, tuvo que elegir:

-¿y bien, Yachi-chan?-preguntó Hinata con una intensa mirada de reojo dirigida hacia Kageyama, quien se la correspondía sin pena. Yachi estaba temblando por la intensidad de ése mismo ambiente.

-yo...-Kageyama ahora la miró a ella, a la par de Hinata, asustandola un poco.

Y seamos sinceros, entre elegir a un sol como Hinata, y a una persona que con su mirada puede arrancarte un miembro del cuerpo, como lo es Kageyama, hay diferencia. Para Yachi había más que diferencia.

-Kageyama-kun...-al dicho se le iluminó el gesto, Yachi continuó-... Lo siento, de verdad...- Hinata saltó en festejo, acompañado de un sonido de exclamación y una buena cantidad de atención por parte de los que estaban en el entorno. Kageyama suspiró en respuesta- ¡llamas mucho la atención! ¡Hinata, idiota!

Ése tema se debatió luego en el club, los superiores estaban pensando en quien podría ayudarlo a estudiar inglés.

-pues, no lo sé, no podemos solo girar una ruleta con todos los estudiantes posibles y simplemente elegir...-comentó Suga, mientras veía a Daichi con preocupación.

Yachi estaba entregando botellas de agua al equipo, y fue ahí cuando esta misma escuchó algo que le dio una idea.

-¿"girar"?- comentó lo bastante fuerte como para que todos la escucharan, sin quererlo. Los implicados a la discusion se giraron para verla, la ahora protagonista se sonrojó.

-¿qué pasa con eso?-preguntó Daichi.

-bueno... He recordado algo-decretó- no dije nada antes, porque no lo había pensado, pero...

-¿pero...?-preguntó Kageyama- hay una chica de otra clase, y le han dado mucho crédito en ocasiones por su fluidez y facilidad en las lenguas... o los idiomas, en general-comentó. Sugawara reaccionó.

-¿te refieres a _____ ______? Si, si, sé quien es-dijo haciéndole señas de obviedad a Daichi-pues la verdad mucho no me suena.

-¡oh! ¡Es la chica número 6!-exclamó Tanaka observando a su amigo.

-¿"chica numero seis"?

-oh, en ocasiones punteamos a las chicas en una especie de top, ella es el número seis.

-es la chica que los profesores de japonés, literatura e inglés ponen siempre de ejemplo, eso que dicen de "y eso que es más joven que ustedes"- Daichi abrió los ojos- ¡claro! Esa chica, dicen que ni siquiera toca un libro antes de los exámenes de esas materias...- Kageyama se encontró sorprendido e intimidado a la vez.

-¿cómo alguien que nunca estudia va a ayudarme a estudiar?-preguntó. De cierto modo era verdad.

-bueno, puedes pedirle ayuda a ella, Kageyama-kun.

-¿ella querrá ayudarme?-preguntó inseguro, Yachi sonrió, sin saberlo realmente-¡claro!

-una pregunta más...

-¿uh?

-¿por qué te recordó a ella la palabra "girar"?-la pregunta de Kageyama era interesante, de hecho, todos la miraron para saber la respuesta.

-porque ella siempre gira un lápiz o un bolígrafo, o lo que tenga en su mano-finalmente el resto de los presentes rieron, por el hecho de la simpleza de la rubia, mientras ésta se sonrojaba.

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Bien, aún no llegamos al principio, pues ése mismo día, dio la casualidad de que _____ se había quedado ayudando obligadamente al club al que pertenecía una amiga suya.

De cualquier forma, le permitieron retirarse más temprano, siempre y cuando, avisara a un profesor, que según le había indicado, estaba en el patio.

La pregunta era en qué parte del patio estaba, no le habían especificado y estaba registrandolo todo. Pero minutos después pudo llegar a ver a una chica, que estaba llenando botellas en uno de los grifos, y se acercó a preguntar.

-no, lo siento, no lo he visto, _____-san-comentó decepcionada.

-está bien, gracias. Seguiré buscando...-se dio la vuelta después de saludar sintiendo con la cabeza, Yachi recordó a Kageyama- ¡o-oh, _____-san!

-dime.

-¿me harías un favor? Uno de los miembros del equipo de voleibol quiere pedirte ayuda para estudiar inglés...-la chica suspiró, bien, después de todo, ¿qué podía perder por ayudar a alguien?

-supongo que está bien, ¿no?-dijo antes de que Yachi tomara todas las botellas y las acomodara para llevarselas, una vez llenas. _____ la siguió hasta su destino.

-¡Kageyama-kun!-lo nombró Yachi con alegría, pues ya no se sentiría culpable-¡_____-chan está aquí!- Kageyama salió de la cancha, después de que lo reemplazaran en su rol.

-______ ______-la nombró, solo para asegurarse. Su bastante largo cabello estaba atado en un moño desordenado, el cual no tenía liga, estaba sujetado por un bolígrafo con un diseño.

-yo-corroboró la mas baja. El chico estaba por hablar, pero ella lo interrumpió-Hitoka me dijo que necesitas mi ayuda en inglés, so if you want, I can try to help you- comentó la otra mezclando idiomas. La cara del pelinegro era un poema, tanto por su expresión, que obviaba el hecho de que no lo había entendido en absoluto, como que tratara de entenderlo de alguna manera mágica, pues por la fluidez y velocidad de su habla, no podía estar sino más que intimidado.

-¿e-eh?- la chica sonrió bastante más- que si quiere mi ayuda, estaré encantada de ayudarlo, señor-su mirada se iluminó-pero claro, tengo mis exigencias...-el más alto se sobresaltó-¿quieres que te pague o algo?- la chica se rió y negó con la cabeza- aunque si quieres, puedes-decretó con gracia, subiendo y bajando sus hombros- Con "exigencias" me refería a que vendrás a mi casa.

-bien, sólo dime cuando.

-podría ser mañana mismo, como quieras, ¿cuándo es el examen?

-en tres días-contestó con algo de duda- definitivamente, mañana.

Finalmente, después de sellar el momento y el lugar, decidió darle su número para enviarle la dirección, pues quizás no lo recordara, usando para anotarlo, el bolígrafo de su cabello.

Ahora si que volvemos al principio, había llegado y estaba frente a un patio bastante grande, cuyo único obstáculo eran dos perros bastante grandes y uno mediano.

¿y ahora qué? Se preguntó a si mismo. Después de unos segundos y recordar que tenía su número, dio comienzo a la acción necesaria: llamar la atención de la chica para que le abriera la puerta y "lo protegiera", en cierto modo, de los perros, pues él no se llevaba bien con los animales y esa era su preocupación actual.

Un simple mensaje con un "estoy afuera" bastó para que la chica saliera donde él, los perros la alertaban de la presencia del chico con ladridos, a los que ella respondía con asentimientos o sonidos que pretendían calmarlos, acompañados de caricias.

-oye- la llamó, algo fastidiado por el hecho de que le diera más atención a tres animales, y no a él, que sí habia sido invitado. Bueno. También estaba algo celoso, él no se llevaba bien con los animales pese a querer hacerlo.

La chica estaba vestida con una camiseta de mangas largas demasiado suelta, pantalones cortos y zandalias para salir a recibirlo. Está bastante fachosa para estar esperando a alguien, pensó Kageyama, teniendo razón.

-pasa, dudo que te muerdan si no les tienes miedo-dijo abriendo la puerta, a su vez sostenía el collar del perro mas grande, cuyos gruñidos no le inspiraban mucha confianza, a decir verdad.

-bien, pasa-le hizo una seña al chico. Él asintió, obedeciendo.

Una vez dentro de la casa, la observó con atención, las paredes eran color crema y la casa era bastante simple, aunque había una puerta en el comedor que daba al jardín, el cual aparentemente rodeaba toda la casa.

La chica tomó el control remoto de la televisión.

-lo imaginaba...-comentó Kageyama, algo fastidiado por el hecho de no parecía tener intención de tomar un libro, la chica lo miró de reojo-no me digas... O mejor si, dime qué has oído de mí-Tobio se sobresaltó por la repentina demanda-oí que nunca estudias, o algo así...

-y tienen razón, no estudio como ellos, yo estudio de otra forma-él la miró incrédulo-¿es en serio? ¿"Netflix"?

-¿te gusta Marvel? ¿DC? Sherlock quizás... ¿O prefieres algo como Stranger Things?-comenzó a nombrar opciones, ignorando totalmente al chico. Tobio se preguntaba ¿cómo aprendes sin estudiar?

-tú practicas volleyball, ¿te pasas horas con la cabeza metida en un cuaderno con instrucciones o practicando?-comentó, sabiendo que tenía razón, pues como dicen: "la práctica hace al maestro". Kageyama no entendió a la primera, y pensó que estaba tratando de evadirlo.

-practicando, por supuesto, qué pregunta estúpida...-vociferó Tobio, algo enojado por la obviedad, y por eso mismo fue que ____ suspiró.

-bueno, con el inglés es lo mismo, con cualquier cosa es lo mismo. Cuando juegas volley lo único que te dicen o lees es el reglamento, las bases, no lo que vas a hacer...-él la miró frunciendo los ojos, pensando ahora en lo obvio que era, quizás ____ no era tan idiota como le pareció en un punto.

-¿qué tal "la casa de papel"?-comentó la chica despreocupada, a éste punto ya había comenzado a creer que si ella le había confirmado que podía aprobar absolutamente todo con series y películas, ¿por qué no?

-me quedé en el tercer capítulo, creo...-dijo sentándose junto a ____, dispuesto a intentar, pues ya sabemos que si el rey se propone algo, es capaz de mover cielo y tierra para tomarlo.

-excelente, vamos allá-decretó, poniendo el tercer capítulo. En cuestión de pocos segundos, todo un "al instante", ____ miró a Tobio-si no entiendes algo, pregúntame, pero los comentarios y opiniones sobre la serie serán únicamente en inglés, ¿se entiende? Y no me molesta la cantidad, yo hablo sola bastante cuando veo una de éstas, para practicar.

-s-si...

Y así pasaron la tarde, opinando de vez en cuando, a veces Kageyama tenía frustraciones momentáneas, las cuales se aliviaban con las exageradas gesticulaciones de ____, era "tranquilizador" verla, por así decirlo, pues nuestro armador prodigio pensaba que la muchacha era bastante idiota en algunos momentos, ya que solía olvidar las palabras en su idioma materno y trataba de describirlos.

-¿qué es "pill"?-la chica lo miró, comprendiendo al instante, pero a su vez, cuando iba a abrir la boca para hablarle, se olvidó de la palabra completamente- you know... La cosita-dijo haciendo referencia a algo de tamaño pequeño con sus dedos-¿qué cosita?

-la cosita, Tobio, esa cosita que se usa cuando te vas a...-chasqueaba los dedos en busca de inspiración- ¡mierda! La maldita cosa ésta de sabor feo...

-¿una... pastilla o algún tipo de medicina?-preguntó Kageyama-tú me entiendes, la cosita-el chico comenzó a reír en voz baja, intentando cubrirlo con su mano, _____ se cruzó de brazos-¿qué?

-lo-lo siento... Es que supuestamente tienes las mejores calificaciones, ¡y no sabes hablar tu propio idioma!-_____ le dio un codazo.

-y tú le tienes miedo a los perros, y no es "supuestamente", ¡tengo las mejores notas! Y, y, y, ¡y si que sé hablar en Japonés!

-creí que era malo repetir los... ¿Conectores? O como sea-_____ se sonrojó-¡y no le temo a tus perros!

-bien, cuando terminemos esta temporada vamos a jugar con Jill-dijo cruzándote de brazos otra vez-¿cuál es ese?

-es la mas grande, ¡y es una chica, Bakageyama! Además es la mas vieja y no hay ninguna razón por la que ladre, solo dale una galleta y te querrá...-la chica había acertado de alguna manera, ahora la veía quitar el pausado a la serie que veían, -pues la interrogante de "la cosita esa" les había tomado algo de tiempo- había acertado porque no solo había adivinado de alguna forma que una de sus preocupaciones era no agradarle a los animales, y no solo eso, sino que le había dado una solución, para simpatizar, como mínimo, con un perro, su perro.

Llegó la noche y con ello el fin de la temporada presente de La Casa De Papel que estaban viendo, salieron fuera, como dijo ____ en primera instancia. Kageyama estaba de pié junto a la puerta, mientras que la chica se encontraba en busca de algo desconocido para Tobio.

Mirando hacia afuera por una pequeña ventana rectangular al lado de la puerta de madera, vio como los perros lo miraban desde afuera, y lo cierto es que, por alguna razón no estaba preocupado, al menos no mucho.

La vio volver con un paquetito de galletas, de esas que no a muchos le gusta comer solas, pues son saladas pero sin un sabor concreto.

-toma una-le dijo ofreciendo el paquete-no tengo hambre-respondió, _____ lo miró extrañado.

-quizás tú no quieres, pero me prometiste jugar con los perros, ahora, ¡toma una y entregala a Jill!-Tobio obedeció, mentiría si dijese que no quería tomar confianza con un canino, considerados mejores amigos del hombre.

-¿listo? ¡voy a soltar a las bestias!-dijo ____ con un tono similar a un gruñido, Kageyama vio que las llaves que estaba usando para abrir la puerta tenían un llavero de una bolita rosada y otra verde, ambas tenían cara, le pareció un dato para recordar, quizás, podían gustarle mucho las bolitas, ¿quizás?

En fin. Efectivamente, soltó a las bestias, los tres corrieron adentro, lanzandose sobre Tobio, quien tenía comida en su mano. Jill, el perro más grande de los tres, comenzó a mover la cola, dándole a entender agradecimiento de su parte al chico más alto.

-tenías razón...-dijo, embelesado, a su manera, por el hecho de que el perro le dejara acariciarle.

-siempre la tengo.

-engreida.

-cuando yo diga que es carnaval, te pones una falda y sales a bailar, Kageyama-dijo la chica, ignorando el comentario. El nombrado la miró extrañado-bueno, no es literal, es una metáfora...

-oh...

-auch, auch, ¡auch!-se quejó ____, el perro mediano le estaba tirando el cabello por la espalda, _____ se echó hacia atrás para quitarlo-eso duele...

-córtate el cabello y no dolerá.

-me da pereza...

Kageyama, desde que llegó a la "sesión de estudio", había querido preguntarle algo a _____. Mas bien decirle, o lo que fuere.

-¿cómo haces eso?

-¿qué cosa?

-como... Alejar, o dispersar, bueno, eso, con las preocupaciones...-dijo Tobio haciendo ademanes extraños. _____ lo miró desde su posición en el suelo-no lo sé, pero no conozco el estrés, "Hakuna Matata", como en el rey león... O algo así.

-"sin preocupaciones", ¿ése es el truco?

-básicamente.

Kageyama se levantó de donde estaba sentado.

-me voy, es tarde-dijo, entrando a la casa para buscar sus cosas.

-juraría que se veía más serio cuando estaba en el club...-comentó para sí misma- pero mira tú, es como un niño callado, o algo así...

-¿dijiste algo?-preguntó Kageyama-ah, le estaba hablando a Chill-señaló el perro mediano que previamente había atentado contra su pelo.

-está bien, buenas noches...-saludó ya de pié en la puerta, ____ seguía tirada en el suelo-in inglish, please-dijo imitando ése acento de profesor estirado de inglés- uhm... ¿Good Night, ____-san? -respondió con algo extraño en su voz, era extraño ver a alguien hablando con superioridad y que éste estuviera en el suelo.

-Thanks for coming, Tobio-San -dijo mientras hacia un signo de "paz" con los dedos-tu pronunciación va bastante bien.

Eso fue todo, todo hasta el día de la entrega de las notas, cuando Kageyama fue a ver a _____ a la salida del colegio. Llamó su atención con una mano en su hombro:

-oh, Kageyama...-dijo _____ sabiendo lo que pasaba- ¿cuánto necesitabas para pasar e ir al campamento?-él la miró extrañado- ¿cómo sabes tú eso?

-no importa, ¿cuánto necesitabas y cuanto sacaste?

-no, en serio, ¿eres una acosadora?

-¡Tobio, dime de una vez!

-necesitaba más de setenta, se pusieron exigentes.

-¿y cuantos benditos puntos necesitabas?, por Dios...-_____ se preparó para la puñalada, como le dijera que había sacado un 69 iba a ahorcarlo con unos audífonos. Él le dio su examen.

-no...-exclamó incredula, calculando el puntaje como podía.

-"Hakuna Matata", o algo así...-dijo Kageyama con su tono monótono, sonaba gracioso. En especial cuando justo al terminar su frase, _____ saltó para quedar colgando de sus brazos en el cuello de Kageyama.

-¡definitivamente, Hakuna Matata!, no me esperaba un 86 de tu parte...

-oye...

-¿qué?

-¿puedes descolgarte de ahí?

-aguantas más de lo que creí, pensé que te ibas a inclinar hacia adelante...

-vas a lastimarme-_____ se quitó-está bien, gracias por no hacerme dudar de mis técnicas-comenzó a caminar después de darle su examen. Pero sintió una vez más un tirón de las azas de su bolso-oye...

-mande.

-gracias.

____ sonrió por la sinceridad que se oía en su bastante apagada voz, sus ojos brillaban, era verdadera felicidad. Al final se despidieron y ____ se retiró.

Lo que nuestro querido armador no sabía, era que dos personas en especifico habían visto todo, bueno, en realidad todo el equipo, pero ellos se harían notar.

-¡Kageyama, eres un desgraciado!

-¡era un maldito examen de inglés! ¡Un maldito examen! ¡tenías que aprender a decir "galleta" e inglés, no salir con la chica numero seis!-lo reprochaban Tanaka y Nishinoya, ya que tenían razón en algo, a veces cuando planeas algo, quizás te sale algo totalmente diferente.

¿Extra?

Estaban ya terminando el entrenamiento del día, ya les habían dado la confirmación de que irían todos al campamento, todo estaba listo.

Digamos que cuando iban rumbo a casa el dúo dinamico, sonó una pequeña vibración en el bolsillo del más alto.

-deben estar preocupados por ti, Bakageyama-dijo Hinata.

-no es mi família y no están preocupados por mí, idiota-contestó abriendo el mensaje: "no es por asustarte pero como que presiento que el sábado rondando a las cinco y media me va a dar un antojo de salir a tomar un helado". Kageyama sonrió, si que es especialmente idiota. "No queda de otra."

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