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awearywritersworld · 1 year

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A misunderstanding makes you feel insecure.

Haikyu x Reader w/c: 1.4k // 1.1k warnings: just a lil angst, but fluffy endings. a/n: back on my haikyu bullshit bc life is tough rn and i needed something pure and wholesome. post!timeskip, hurt/comfort, gender neutral reader characters: Tsukishima Kei // Kuroo Tetsuro

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Tsukishima Kei

When Tsukishima first met you in university, he had taken notice of you, though you didn’t really start talking until you were paired for a research assignment. While he was just a tad nervous when you invited him to your apartment to work on it, he didn’t mind as you lived nearby.

An observant person, Tsukishima soon took note of your little quirks, many of which he silently regards as endearing. Your eyes would widen, sparkling with interest as you stumbled upon new articles and discoveries during your research. You always brewed a fresh pot of tea and grabbed something extra at the bakery when you knew he was coming over.

When he told you he plays volleyball for the Sendai Frogs, he was taken aback by how interested you seemed. He informed you about his position and that he started playing because of his older brother. Pink dusted his cheeks when you asked if you could attend his next match, which he agreed to. During the match, a few of his teammates gave him nudges and sly smirks. "You just seem really into the game today, Tsukishima-kun."

Your friendship persisted even after your project had been turned in, and while Tsukki was surprised, he also found that he was relieved. He enjoyed your company, after all. The thought of parting ways with you made his heart skip a beat like some lovesick teenager.

Toward the end of the semester, you're approaching the lecture hall you share with Tsukishima when you spot him talking to one of your classmates, a girl. The sight makes your stomach flip and you freeze, watching their interaction from afar.

"I just wanted to give you this, Tsukishima-kun," she begins nervously, handing him a box of sweets wrapped in pink paper.

"Oh, thanks." His tone is unexpressive as ever.

"You play volleyball, right? Maybe I could come to watch you sometime!"

She's barely finished speaking before he responds, "sorry, but I don't really like having people come to my games. You know, focus and all..."

He trails off and she tries her best to recover. "O-Okay! No problem! I'll see you around."

She scurries away and you can just barely hear him grumble something about annoying admirers and wanting to be left alone. You realize you stopped breathing at some point and all you can think while you harshly exhale is 'oh, god.'

Over the past few months, you had certainly developed a crush on Tsukishima. You feel awful about having gone to quite a few of his games when, evidently, he must have found it irritating. You're staring into nothing with wide eyes when you hear your name being called.

Your head snaps in the direction it came from and your gaze meets Tsukishima's as he approaches you. He greets you as he usually does and you stutter out a reply. Walking into the classroom together, he's squinting at you out of the corner of his eye. It's clear to him that something is up.

"You okay?" he asks as you both slide into your usual seat beside one another.

"Of course!"

That's how the next few days pass--- he knows something is wrong and you pretend that everything is fine. You're quieter than usual and you haven't invited him to hang out at all. Since you're typically the one to take initiative, Tsukishima is left feeling a little lost.

When you don't come to his next game, he finally decides he's going to have to figure out how to resolve whatever is going on. It's already dark outside by the time the team finishes, but he still heads in the direction of your apartment.

With each step, he wracks his mind trying to figure out what the hell he's even going to even say. Did he do something wrong? Have you grown tired of him and his cynicism?

Standing in front of your apartment door, it occurs to him that you might not even be home. He knocks apprehensively and the door swings open a few moments later.

"Tsukki!" you squeak out.

You're in your pajamas, a sight he's never seen before, and it makes his mind go blank. He tries desperately to keep his eyes from trailing down to your thin top and flannel shorts.

"Can I come in?" he finally asks.

"S-sure!" you step aside. "I'll go get some tea started."

He can't help but smile as you hurry off, thinking you might be the cutest person he's ever met. Instead of making his way to the couch, he leans against the doorframe to the kitchen. "Do you need a hand?"

"That's alright, it'll just be a few minutes," you say, reaching up to a high shelf for a tin of tea leaves.

He's behind you in an instant, his body pressed to your back as he grabs the one he knows is your favorite. "This one, right?"

"Yeah, thanks!"

Shocked your voice doesn't betray you, your heart is now hammering in your chest with impossible force. He's still close behind you as he sets it down on the counter. Scratching the back of his neck nervously, he takes a step back.

Once you finish filling the kettle, he speaks up. "Is it okay if I ask you something?"

Setting it down on the stove and turning on the burner, you turn to give him your full attention. "Always."

The way you look up at him expectantly makes him swallow and clear his throat. "I was wondering if everything is okay?"

"What do you mean, Tsukki?"

"Um, you just haven't seemed like yourself the past few days."

He hopes his vague answer is enough, but you tilt your head to the side. "How so?"

If he didn't know any better, he'd think you were trying to torture him.

"Well, you've been less talkative," he nearly winces at how pitiful he sounds. "And then when you didn't come to my game tonight..."

He can't think of what else to say, cursing the way his cheeks heat up. You hardly notice though, too caught up in your own embarrassment and avoiding his eye.

"Oh, that!" you laugh nervously. "You see, I may have... overheard you talking to our one classmates the other day..."

The look on his face tells you he has no idea what you're referring to.

"She gave you a gift a-and asked to come to see you play, but you told her you didn't like when people came to your games." You're talking very quickly by this point. "I-I didn't want to annoy you-"

Tsukishima's eyes nearly pop out of his head in disbelief and he starts to laugh at the situation, but you think he's laughing at you. At first, he fails to notice that tears have begun to slip down your cheeks.

"I'm sorry Tsukki," you apologize, lip quivering.

That gets his attention right away, a look of horror taking over his features.

"No, no, no! I wasn't- I didn't mean to laugh!" His words are jumbled and he tries his best to slow them. "It's just that you're not people, you're... you."

"Oh," you say while wiping at your eyes, not quite yet processing the meaning behind his words.

You still seem so sad and it tugs at Tsukishima's chest, making him panic.

"I like you!" he blurts out and your watery eyes dart up toward his face. "I'm sorry, I thought I was more obvious about it than I was. I-I missed seeing you in the stands tonight and talking to you in class and coming over afterward and-"

He keeps rambling on and you think it might be the longest you'd ever heard the usually very matter-of-fact man speak for. He only stops when you start to giggle, your hand covering your mouth in an attempt to hide it.

The kettle suddenly whistles, breaking any sort of tension that might have lingered between the two of you. You swiftly remove it from the heat before turning back to him.

"I like you, too, Tsukki."

He breathes a sigh of relief, eyes flicking between each of your own. His honesty just moments ago has him surprised and while he'd usually be uncomfortable in a situation like this, oddly enough, he's not.

There's a ghost of a smile adorning his face and he spends a second just looking at you. 'You're... you,' he considers his words from earlier and knows that this is what he meant. You're different from most people. You make him feel at ease.

"You should call me Kei," he states simply, before moving to prepare the tea just the way he knows you like it.

Kuroo Tetsuro

One afternoon, Kuroo stopped by the coffee shop across from his office building downtown. Pulling the door open, he caught the reflection of a person around his age in the glass. As he moved so that he could hold it open for you, you thanked him with a small smile.

You caught his attention, dressed for some seemingly important job, your hair just a touch messy, but in a way that looked good. While you waited in line, he asked you about your day and his charming small talk left you a blushing mess.

You were in front of him in line, but once you finished telling the barista what you wanted, he stepped up to add his own drink to the order. "On me, of course."

Two years later, you're living together in a cozy apartment and you couldn't be happier. Kuroo is everything you could ever ask for--- charismatic, reliable, thoughtful. It was even his idea that the two of you go out for dinner after work every Thursday.

So when that day of the week finally rolls around, you finish your tasks for the day and head over to his nearby office to meet up. You get off the elevator on his floor and make your way down the hallway, noticing his door is open a few inches. You stop once you hear voices inside.

“Isn’t it hard having a partner, though? I mean, always having someone around, not being able to relax and do your own thing.”

The voice is unfamiliar and your head tilts to the side as you listen.

Your boyfriend chuckles, hand reaching to scratch the back of his neck. “I suppose they can be a lot sometimes.”

Inwardly, Kuroo reflects on your late-night bouts of energy when he’s half asleep, your ramblings about the newest show you’ve been watching (he truly does try his hardest to keep up), your habit of constantly asking him for reassurance even though you’re so far out of his league it’s unreal.

You can’t see the fond smile that bashfully plays on his lips or hear the thoughts running through his mind. Left with just his words alone, you deflate as you’re overcome by embarrassment. 'Well, he's not wrong,' you think.

“Then what’s the point?” the other person wonders.

You can’t bear to hear Kuroo's answer, so you move away from the door and attempt to swallow the lump in your throat. The fact that you’re about to burst into tears at his work, of all places, is probably why he thinks the way he does. A humorless laugh passes your lips as you berate yourself. You dip into the bathroom and force yourself to take a few deep breaths before anyone can see you.

If only you had waited a few moments longer, you would have heard Kuroo's response. "I figured out pretty quickly they could be a handful sometimes, but it's part of what made me love them, you know?"

"No, gross. Don't go all sappy on me, senpai," the young intern rolls his eyes.

It just makes Kuroo laugh, "you asked! Now get out of my office and go tell them you'd love to get dinner with them tonight."

The intern grumbles as he leaves, but Kuroo doesn't miss the grin tugging at his lips. "After you finish your work for the day, of course," the older man hollers from his seat.

Finally having composed yourself, you exit the bathroom, passing the intern and greeting him politely.

You knock once you reach the door to Kuroo's office and his eyes light up, "hey, sweetheart!"

His tie has already been loosened for the evening and his hair is a bit disheveled.

"Hey, Tetsu," you say sheepishly. Even now, he still makes your stomach flutter.

"I just need a few minutes to finish this up," he informs.

"Sure, take your time!"

You try your best to make your voice sound bright and move to take a seat on the couch that's tucked against the wall. Kuroo returns his attention to the computer, but he quickly realizes you're quiet. Weirdly quiet. He peeks over at you and you're just sitting there on your phone with a blank expression.

The soft clicking of his keyboard stops. He says your name and you hum in acknowledgment. "What's on your mind?"

You glance over to find that he's looking at you, his body leaning over his desk in your direction. The expression he wears is a gentle one. His obvious concern and the fact he's already picked up on your vexation are enough to arouse the emotions you'd hopelessly tried to bury earlier. In an attempt to hide your tears, you avert your eyes. The action immediately has Kuroo rising from his seat.

"Hey, hey, hey," he frets, sitting beside you and putting a hand on your knee. "Look at me, what happened?"

The sight of you like this makes his heart squeeze tightly in his chest and when you finally turn to him, his eyes are burning with worry.

"It's nothing, it's dumb," you dismiss, waving your hand.

"Sweetheart, don't say that. Something's got you all worked up." He brushes your hair behind your ear. "Talk to me."

"I-I'm sorry" you choke out.

"There's no reason to be-"

"I know I can be a lot sometimes," you add, wiping at your nose with your sleeve.

Realization and guilt descend upon him in tandem. "You heard-"

"Only some of it!" you clarify before he finishes, "I-I didn't mean to listen in on you, I just-"

He boops your nose, making your words stop in your throat. "You just didn't stay and listen to the part where I told him you it's what makes me love you so much."

He's got a little grin on his face, refraining (with some difficulty) from calling you a dork.

"You said that?"

He hums, "of course I did."

A moment passes and he can sense you're still feeling unsure of yourself, so he continues. "I can be passive and a bit... emotionally closed off at times. It makes me admire how expressive you are and how strongly you react to things, both good and bad."

Touched by his words, you feel all your anxiety ebb away, replaced by a warm feeling in the center of your chest. "Then you'll be happy to know that is perhaps the sweetest thing anyone has ever said and it makes my heart want to explode."

"Ah, see! There it is!" he beams and stands up, offering you his hand.

Once you rise to your feet, he places a kiss firmly on your temple.

"Alright, the rest of this can wait," he decides as he grabs his bag, turns off his computer, and slips his fingers through your own. "I'm all yours."

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fischltao · 2 years

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BF TSUKKI<3

plot: random bf tsukki headcanons. reader insert.

a/n: your honor i love him. also i wrote this on a whim while listening to body paint by arctic monkeys

proofread?did i proofread this??idk :D

"and if you're thinking of me, then i'm probably thinking of you"

tsukishima wakes up super early to have enough time to be a hater

he really doesn't, he probably sleeps super late, spending the time on his phone and wakes up moderately early, like 10-11 AM

doesn't want akiteru to find out about him being in a relationship, he'll probably annoy him the fuck out and make him uncomfortable

so you don't really hang out at his house and the one time akiteru saw the pair of you walking down the street, he jumped in to ask you if you were his s/o and you kinda lagged out, not really knowing what to answer since you knew kei didn't want him to know for the time being but also feeling guilty for lying

kei saved it though

lmao no he didn't, akiteru was sure that you were his partner after that encounter

you, kei and tadashi are such a power trio,its kinda like those shonen trios (nobara/megumi/yuuji, aki/power/denji)

ukai teases you a lot as his assistant and eventually takeda sensei starts doing so too in his own ways

but whenever hinata or kageyama do so, tsuki goes well, tsuki mode

tanaka and nishinoya probs ogle after you but when guys from other teams do so they protect you out of respect for you and their teammate's honor

tsukishima often sends you songs that remind him of you, he never outright tells you so but you figure it out after the first few times he sends them to you.

looks over at you after scoring a point or doing a great block to see your reaction, his chest swells with pride

dumbass (affectionate)

tries to annoy you a lot but you know it's out of love

you're kind of like the default settings for him. sad? go to y/n. happy? y/n. wants to go out? y/n. is hungry? y/n might be hungry too so he's gonna pick up something extra for you too.

would die if he made you feel uncomfortable, like you don't understand how sick with himself he would feel if he ever made you feel like that.

super proud of you when you say something he would to the team. everyone's like "YOU CORRUPTED THEM >:(" and he's in the back smiling smugly and patting your head.

cuddly when sleepy. my brother in christ will on god lay on top of you, literally almost crush u, push his face in your neck and whine but as soon as you coo at him and say something along the lines of "aw is my baby sleepy?" he'll DENY e v e r y t h i n g. he's worse than youtubers getting caught red handed committing a crime. like tf you mean, there's literally evidence📸

he thinks about you so much throughout the day, you're his safe space <//3

he is kind of insecure though. when he notices other teams approaching you, it's then that others' comments about him begin to soak in.

of course he wouldnt admit it but you can see it in the way his face falls

tell him you love him and wont leave him 🔪

sometimes cries about this at night

he knows other people could be more open about their feelings to you and you deserved to be told how perfect you are as much possible

but he tries so much :(

he never saw it as "just a relationship" what you have is one of the few things he actually takes seriously

tsukishima is great bf and i said what i said

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priniya · 2 years

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JEALOUSY !

sumarry: tsukishima gets extremely jealous when a certain outside hitter tries to hit on you, unbeknownst to him – you’re already taken and your boyfriend doesn’t like sharing.

notes: tsukishima kei x reader, jealous type of boyfriend, also a brief moment of iwaizumi hajime x reader. also reader is way shorter than kei, but if you’re tall just skip the part. also not proofread.

word count: 1.3k

kei didn’t want to be at the party in the first place. he has been a more introverted kind of person throughout his whole life, and changing it wasn’t even a thing in his mind. but you asked him to be there. and there was nothing that could make tsukishima refuse you. you were the only one occupying the boy’s brain all the time anyway.

so when he agreed to your idea, you promised to send him the address and smiled delightedly. it would be your first social event since you started dating a few weeks ago. and since you two attended different schools, no one besides yamaguchi and kageyama knew.

it was definitely a sweet thing, enjoying each other’s presence without being forced to hear mean comments how you two didn’t fit together or something else that would’ve just got on your nerves and the boy would have to calm you before you threw hands on someone.

before tsukishima got to the house of your classmate, you had already been there, dropped off by your mom, who wanted to be sure of your location. a quick promise to be walked home by someone was said and you were free, waiting on your boyfriend.

me: text me when you get here and i’ll find you somewhere

the house was filled with seijoh students from different years and classes. you could recognize most of them, as you weren’t really someone new there. tōru oikawa, the school’s star, standing next to matsukawa and hamaki somewhere nearby the staircase, tanjiro from the basketball team was talking to a girl from a year above while a third year was talking to someone you couldn’t see.

the heavy scent of alcohol mixed with smoke itched your nostrils, and you grimaced as you entered the kitchen, accidentally bumping into someone.

“hey, you’re alright?” a familiar voice spoke out, his hands on your arms to prevent you from falling. “l/n-san, nice to see you here.” with that words said, you realized it was iwaizumi hajime who you were talking to.

“don’t say you didn’t expect me to be here, iwaizumi-san.” you laughed, moving to be closer to the counter, pouring yourself a drink. you could feel his eyes tracing around your body, as if the ace tried to remember your curves like it was the last time you see each other. unfortunately for iwaizumi, you were too oblivious to catch a sign. “what you’re looking at?”

“uh-” he stuttered, flushing like a tomato. “your dress. it brings out your curves, you look gorgeous.” hajime added after a minute, bringing his eyes up to your face.

you looked more than just gorgeous, you looked ethereal. with the perfect, black eyeliner on your eyelids with an eyeshadow that fitted your eye colour. and oh my god the dress. you wore a tight, backless, black dress with a split on your left thigh (your mom wasn’t too pleased about it tho).

it was the first time you dressed like that to a friday party, always wearing cargo pants and tank tops with a zipper hoodie you once stole from tobio. your boyfriend was the reason why you dressed like that, you wanted to see him breathless, happy having a girlfriend that hot.

“thank you.” a soft smile spread over your mouth as you took a sip of your drink. “is there any occasion? wanna catch somebody’s eye?” the boy asked, his eyes not leaving your lips.

“actually… yes.” you laughed at the sound of your reply, and leaned your back on the counter behind you. iwaizumi swore he could feel his heart skip a beat upon hearing your words. he knew you had a long time crush on him in the junior high, and now he felt like the heavens finally gave him a chance.

“hey, uh. i’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while now.” he began, getting a little closer to you. “wouldn’t you like to go out somewhere next sunday? like on a date.”

that’s when you connected the dots and froze. he thought you were talking about him. out of all people, it had to be hajime that you bumped in. gosh. you chugged down your drink before revealing you’re in a happy relationship, but eventually it wasn’t you who said that.

“maybe in two weeks? she’s already going out with her boyfriend on that sunday.” kei, who walked to the two of you out of sudden, remarked harshly, wrapping an arm around your waist. pulling you away from the ace, gently but swiftly.

“oh.” was the only thing that came from hajime.

tsukishima didn’t need to hear any more, pushing the respect for his seniors aside in his mind, he took your hand in his and walked out of the kitchen. and when normally he wasn’t the one to show any affection in public, then that day was an exception. maybe for the extreme jealousy he felt rushing in his veins when he noticed you with hajime and especially after hearing how he tried to ask you out.

and before you could even realize, his lips crushed into yours passionately. in public, so everyone from your school could see it and not hit on you anymore. after a few moments, you would just drag your boyfriend into an empty room, right. a rush of adrenaline must have got to him when he sat you down on a drawer, so the kisses would be more comfortable for both of you since the height difference.

he pulled away for a second, cupping your cheek with his hand and aside from melting under his soft touch, you melted even more after seeing how kei smiled at you. “you don’t even know how much i love you.” he empathized. “i don’t even know if i ever felt something like that towards anyone else. if someone ever had me choosing between something and you, i’d always choose you.”

tsukishima’s words destroyed you. it wasn’t anything bad, obviously, but it was the third time he spoke up about his feelings towards you, the first happened when you misunderstood his intention and thought of your first-date as a casual, friends hangout, the second when he confessed he likes you in a way he doesn’t like anyone else and now… he dropped the L-bomb. your boyfriend has never been the type of someone who’s fond of his words, and expressing emotions was hard for him as well. you felt your eyes watering, and thank god that you chose waterproof mascara.

“did i say something wrong…?” he was confused by your reaction, he knew you so well, yet he couldn’t tell why his girlfriend was crying in the first place. you immediately shook your head and by pulling in the fabric of his collar, you kissed him again. hands on the back of his neck, rubbing it gently, while his wandered around the length of your thighs.

“i love you” you spoke out as he pressed his forehead to yours. you could feel his body loosen up upon hearing your confession. “and there’s never gonna be anyone better for me than you.”

“next thing, me, you in that dress and a dinner at my house together on sunday?” he smiled at you, caressing soft circles on your leg. “and then afterwards, me, you in my hoodie and whatever movie you wanna watch.”

“i don’t know if i’m free, baby. gotta stand in line.” you chuckled as tsukishima rolled his eyes. “hmm, but if you say i get to keep the hoodie, then i can cancel some guys.”

“it’s not like you wouldn’t keep it anyway.”

(another part of tsukishima x seijoh!reader, here)

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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hi emmy! congrats on the milestone!! (im sorry for being late 😔) u deserve so much more love <3!! i feel rlly proud for u, even tho i started following u not long ago :) i can feel u being sincere with everybody which is rlly cool! :D and i wanted to do 27 from your prompt list and 4 from the second list on hugs w/ tsukki :) i hope u have a great day and stay healthy and take care!! -anon :)

YOURE SO SWEET, THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND WORDS 🥺💖

Honestly I want this to be a place where anyone feels welcome to poke around, so to kinda hear that you get that vibe really does mean the most. ALSOO my first Tsukki piece!! Hope I didn’t do him dirty!!

27 “I swear, I’m not scared”

4 Hugs “Comforting”

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“Are you sure-”

“Yup. I am perfectly fine with this circumstance.”

Despite your quivering words and tense shoulders, your eyes never leave the screen. Seems to be mistake, as instantly, the monster portrayed in the film hides just in the background, barely in sight. Kei rolls his eyes while yours absolutely refuse to leave the monster that lingers without being noticed by the protagonists.

Next to you, an equally scared but exponentially enthralled Yachi, on the floor are the other three third years who shout at the stupidity of the characters on screen.

Movie nights have always been a tradition, especially on Halloween; like hell you were going to disrupt the fun.

Not like you were scared or anything.

“If you’re scared, I can ask Tadashi to-”

“I swear, I’m not scared,” you hiss. Your body betrays you, as your finger nails dig at your cuticles, anxiously scanning for the monster the movie finally has panned away from.

“But what if it’s real?” Hinata says, popping some gummy bears in his mouth.

“What if what’s real?” Kageyama asks back.

“Like, what if you were killed in any rage? Do you think you would come back as one of those?” Hinata’s finger nudges at the screen, referring to the horrors as if they’re not fake.

“You keep talking and I’m gonna kill you in a fit of rage,” Kageyama snaps, and a few feet away, Tadashi snickers.

“If I come back as one of those demons, I’m gonna haunt you so bad!”

Next to him, Kei hears you whimper, and he lets out a snarl at the idea of the others making you afraid.

“That’s enough,” Kei finally snaps. “Shut the hell up, or we’re leaving.”

“What’s the matter?” Hinata teases. “You scaaaared we’re gonna haunt you?”

You look away, embarrassed. If looks could kill, Hinata would be buried by Kei’s.

“You already haunt my everyday life, that’s horrific enough.”

Finally, a quiet falls back over the group, engrossed in the rising tension. You look like you’re completely settled in rigor mortis, and you look so scared he thinks you could puke straight onto Yamaguchi’s rug.

With a deep inhale through his nose, sucking up his pride, Kei wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer to his side. You make a small, confused noise at the sudden affection, and he noses at your hairline.

“Kei? What’re you-”

“I’m scared,” he says simply, though there’s a total calm in his voice. He conceals you slightly in his frame, the flashing on screen dimmed in his hoodie fabric. “Hate this shit, but I know you want to finish it, so I’m just gonna... hold you.”

An overly wordy, but extremely soothing “I know your stubborn ass doesn’t want to leave, so I’ll keep your cover.”

You blink, surprised at the gentleness in his voice, but you decide to curl against him adoringly, melting in the comforting embrace, the friends scattered around you two being none the wiser to the chatter between you both.

You press an soft kiss to his jawline, feeling immensely better in the bulk of his arms. Your eyes gently flutter close and you take selfish inhales of his scent, mumbling a soft “thank you,” into the meat of his bicep. He nods and settles back down for his own physical comfort, the whole group gasping out as another scare plagues the air surrounding you both.

The scare fades, and you feel your breathing even out as you rest against your boyfriend, mind at ease and-

“Ohhhhh, I get it! Tsukishima wasn’t scared, but-”

There’s a sudden thump and a pained whine from Hinata, quickly then followed by “don’t kick me, Suckishima!” Your laughter gets muffled in the hoodie, mingled only with the other laughter from the other boy, Yachi quickly asking if the middle blocker was okay.

Definitely a tradition.

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moonbeamwritings · 1 year

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a stargazing date with tsukishima

pairing: college!kei tsukishima x gn!reader

wc: 1.2k

warnings: none

← prev. date | next date →

“Come on,” Kei grumbles as he tugs you along by your hand. “It’s freezing out and it’s getting late.”

Cutting through the park on your way back from class, you’d tried to lure Kei over to a bench, eager to catch a glimpse of the moon and stars before you finished the trek back to your apartment, where Kei would be spending the night. With Valentine’s falling during the week, you and Kei had opted to wait for the weekend to celebrate, giving you ample time to meander your way home — free of obligations. The conditions are ripe to loop Kei into doing something you want to do.

“Aww,” you coo, surging forward to pinch his cheek, “is lil’ Kei too cold? Poor baby.”

He drops your hand in a split second, eyes rolling as he uses his long legs to rush farther ahead of you. “You’re such a pain in my ass. Catch a cold for all I care.”

You pout, backpack knocking against your spine as you lengthen your strides to catch up with him. You take his hand again and grin when he puts up no resistance. “You can’t call me a pain in the ass on Valentine’s Day, Kei,” you scold, furrowing your brows. “That’s, like, against boyfriend law or something.”

Kei kisses your head. “You’re such a...” He draws out the letter as he thinks of the perfect descriptor for you, “... pest? Is that better?”

“Somehow worse.”

“Mm, you know I’m not good with words.” He waves his free hand absentmindedly, pushing his glasses up his nose. Kei moves a few feet before turning back to eye you, watching as you slow to a stop, arm stretching to the point that your fingers are barely woven through his. “You coming?”

All you have to do is jut out your bottom lip before Kei heaves a great, dramatic sigh, his shoulders rising and falling as he huffs, “Fine, but you get ten minutes. That’s it.”

You race up to kiss his cheek, smushing an excited “thank you” into his skin when you pull away.

It’s much too cold to lay back on the ground without a blanket, so instead, you lead Kei over to a bench tucked within a circle of trees. The metal of it is cold beneath your legs as you stare up at the sky overhead.

When Kei plops down beside you, he leans against the back of the bench and curls an arm around your shoulders. “You don’t want to take your backpack off?”

The bag in question is squished awkwardly between your back and the bench, leaving a slight ache in the curve of your spine and the dip of your shoulders.

“Well,” you reply, eyes gazing up at the stars, “it’s not like we’ll be here for very long.”

Your response irks Kei in a way he can’t explain. “Just take it off. You’re being dumb.”

Deciding to go along with his request (a demand, really), you shrug the backpack off and place it on the ground, right up against his. You slide along the metal until you’re hip to hip with Kei, snuggled up to his side.

“First, a pain in the ass and now I’m dumb?” You joke, rolling your eyes as you press your cheek to his shoulder, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you didn’t even want to be my valentine.”

A scoff sounds between you, a puff of air accompanying it. You watch as it dissipates in the darkness. Kei drops a kiss to the crown of your head. “That’s right. You do know better.”

There’s a tenderness in the curl of his arm and the way his lips linger over your hair, his soft breaths ruffling it. You feel warm despite the crisp chill in the air. “Mm, I suppose I do.”

Kei’s head tips back so he can take in the sky. The moon offers you both only a sliver of its silver light, as if giving you a tiny smile and nothing more. The stars are few and far between, blotted out by light pollution and caught behind clouds. Kei wishes it was clearer, brighter for you.

As snowflakes begin to flutter between you, drifting on the gentle breeze, you snuggle even closer, slipping your hand beneath his jacket to keep it warm. The motion, as simple as it is, stirs the question that has been stewing in the back of Kei’s mind for weeks.

He starts with a simple statement. “Yamaguchi’s moving out at the start of the summer.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Moving to his own place, I guess.” Kei continues, “He found a spot closer to his work. It’s a better fit for after graduation.”

“What’re you gonna do?”

Kei can taste the offer on his tongue, can feel the words start to form in his mouth. The cold tip of your nose bumps against the space beneath his jaw and the words get caught. He clears his throat, trying to collect himself.

“I actually had something I wanted to ask you.”

Your head snaps down from the sky and you pull away from his side. Your head tilts in a way that reminds Kei of a confused puppy, and he hesitates. He doesn’t know why this is making him so nervous. It’s just you, after all. And he loves you.

“What is it?”

The worst thing you can say is no, Kei reminds himself. “Well, I was wondering if you’d want to move in with me.”

Kei fixes his glasses and you watch the movement with rapt attention. Your lips part and press together once, twice, before a grin breaks to the surface — all teeth and unrestrained excitement.

“Are you kidding?”

“I wouldn’t joke about this.”

You surge forward and lock your arms around Kei’s neck and squeeze. Kei’s arms loop around your back and he can’t help but squeeze too, relishing in the warm press of your body against his.

“Is this a yes?” He teases, breathing fanning over your ear.

Pushing Kei away, you hold his face in your palms, looking at him like he’s crazy for a moment before you kiss him. It’s clumsy as you grin into it, noses bumping with the force of your eagerness and jostling Kei’s glasses.

“Yes.” Another kiss to his cupid’s bow. “A million times yes.” Another to the corner of his mouth. “How could I ever refuse an opportunity to bother you every day.”

“Don’t make me rescind my offer.”

“You can’t,” you whine with a light swat at his chest. “Not on Valentine’s Day. Deals made on Valentine’s Day are legally binding, you know.”

“That’s news to me.”

You roll your eyes and kiss him again. “I’m really excited.”

Kei offers you a shy smile as his cheeks light up with something more than the bite of the cold. “Me too.” There’s a short pause, and then he adds, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” You wait a minute and he feels the brush of your fingers against his hands. “You wanna head back?”

“Let’s stay here for a while.” His eyes flicker up to the moon and back to you. “The sky looks pretty.”

You curl up beside him again, leaching from his warmth just as you always do. “Aren’t you the one who was in a rush to head home?”

“Mm, I changed my mind.”

“Fine, but we’re making hot chocolate when we get home.”

He rubs a hand up and down your arm, pulling you closer so the length of your thigh meets his. “Sure.”

“With marshmallows?”

Kei kisses the top of your head. “Obviously.”

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insidetanhead · 2 years

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the night we met [tsukishima kei}

It was the night after the volley match between Karasuno and Aoba Johsai. kiyoko invited me to watch the match with her since she stopped being the manager for that team. when the match was over I went straight home, even though kiyoko told me that he wanted to introduce me to the team. but I didn’t really want to be drained from meeting a lot of new people, even though I wouldn't really talk to them it's enough to made me feel tired. I believe that kiyoko realized by now what kind of person I am. since I've been always hanging around her these last couple weeks since I moved to this high school for the eleventh grade.

The route I have been walking to my house is tiring and I know I could’ve just used my bike, but I would rather spend my time outside rather than inside my house. It was then when I heard someone ring his bicycle bell at me, I could recognize by their blonde hair that it was him, karasuno’s middle blocker, Tsukishima. he then stopped the bike to my left.

He said “you know something unpleasant might happen to school girl like walking home by herself in the middle night."

“You know that it’s rude to think that all girls are weak?” I retorted.

"I’m just trying to give you a ride, that’s all.” he said sheepishly

i chuckled “I think it’s very easy to piss you off.”

I sat on the back of his bike, He has yet to say anything since he started cycling. It’s been 10 mins of silence, but it was then I realized that he's been taking me down a wrong turn. Yet I couldn't even tell where i was.

“Eh.. Kei?” I whispered

“Why has it taken you so long to realize that I have been taking you the wrong way?…”, he laughed. “…I know what i’m doing”

Finally he stopped at the river next to my neighborhood. He leaned the bike onto a nearby bench, and laid down on the river bank.

“I've recently found that I love to spend my time here, it’s quiet you know?” he stated.

“I think you forgot that you’re gonna take me home.” I jokingly jeered at him.

“Just stay in here for a bit, plus I need someone to vent at....” he replied. I rolled my eyes and sat next to him. His brown eyes were looking up at the brilliant night sky. and I agreed, it’s very peaceful here.

“....You know my neighbor has been pretty loud for a couple weeks.”

I honestly don’t really pay attention to him, I am drowned by the night sky.

He continued “yeah, my neighbour’s uncle is kinda awful though, always screaming all the time. I can even hear him from three houses away.”

Then I realized what he was trying to say. but there is no way he’s my neighbor.

“Do you even know that I live right next to you?” he whispered.

“I'm not sure…” I replied.

“Gosh I don't think you ever pay attention, you're always deep in your own mind I bet.” he stated.

It’s just embarrassing, I never realized that he lived next to me. I always leave my house early and return very late so I don’t need to go through the chaos that happens in my house. I stood up and left, but yet he stopped me.

“You don’t need to explain anything to me. I understand if you never want to be around or talk to anyone.”, I was trying so hard to hold my tears back because it’s gonna be embarrassing if I cry.

“I’ve been watching you lately (y/n). I understand why you’re trying to avoid people.” He seemed very worried about me but I still can’t look at him in the eyes.

“Even my mom is worried about you, we can hear your brother beat you every night. I know that’s the reason why you're always wear those long sleeves.”,

I can’t hold back my tears any more, I bursted out tears. My chest started to hurt. I covered up my face, I did’t want him to see me cry. I don’t want anyone to think that i’m just a pathetic girl. The second after my outburst he started to hug me very tight. I still can remember what he smells like. He rubbed my head and just kept saying

“you’ll be alright (y/n).”

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asena-graywolf · 1 year

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I Love Make You Angry

You were an art student. As long as you can remember, drawing was your favorite hobby. You had talent and wanted to develop it. You wrote the Art department in the first place in your university preferences and you have been taking drawing lessons for two years in your dream department.

You wanted to be a famous manga illustrator after school was over. The person who supported you the most in this regard was your boyfriend Tsukishima. She even modeled for you. You drew her portrait.

He hung the portrait he had drawn for her on the board in your study so that he could always see it while he was working.

Yes, you both rented a house near campus when you enrolled to college and have lived together for two years.

That evening you were at your desk to practice drawing again. The area was very quiet. Having sound, you turned on a music from the phone. Maybe it would be strange for the person who sees it from the outside, but you enjoyed listening to this kind of music while you were drawing. The music you turned on was a kind of Christian chants. Along with the music, there were also ambient sounds in the background. You felt like you were in a church library. The ambience had the sound of rain and the splash of water drops falling on the stone floor.

You were so immersed in drawing and music that you didn't even hear your boyfriend come home and call out to you.

“Y/N! I’m home!"

Noticing that you weren't responding, he thought he was drawn to drawing again. The situation became even more awkward for him when Christian chants music came to his ears.

He approached the room where the music came from and finished behind you

“May it be easy y/n”

You turned over your shoulder and looked at him.

“Tsuki? I didn't hear you come"

You got up from your chair

"It's okay... so, what is this?" he said pointing to your phone

"What could it be? It's the music"

Tsuki had a hard time not laughing, but she couldn't help giggling.

"So what? Christian chants? How long have you been listening to them? Couldn't find another song to listen to? Or are you a Christian and I don't know?"

You answered your boyfriend while muting the music on your phone

“Oh Tsuki! It’s just a music! Listening to rock 'n' roll music while working is tiring for my brain. This kind of relaxing music helps me to relax and concentrate better. It's like a kind of meditation"

“You're really funny. How did I not notice this interesting habit of yours? You were so unappealing about the choice of music"

You frowned. Your face turned red with anger

"Excuse me, I forgot music is your business. What's wrong with the music I listen to?"

“What if you are listening to Christian chants? If you love it that much, I'll take you to church on Sundays and you'll hear it live.

Tsuki was still reeling you in

"It's not funny! Do I interfere with your musical taste? Then don't mess with mine either!"

Your nerves shot through the ceiling but Tsuki knew what would calm you down.

"Come here"

He took you in his arms, pressing your head to his chest. You punched his chest to get rid of it

"Let go of me!"

“Shhh! Okay, calm down. I was just kidding"

He kissed your top of head. He stroked your hair. I knew you were different from the day we met.

You lifted your head off his chest

“Tsuki! You really are an asshole"

He pinched his cheeks hard

“I love pissing you off. Because you're so cute when you're angry. Did I say that before?"

“A hundred times”

You grabbed his hands that pinched his cheeks and slid off him with a swift move.

You said, "my wise guy darling," and you grabbed his nose.

So he’s 1.90 meters tall, you had to stand up on your toes to reach his nose.

He kissed your nose too

“You are so cute y/n. I wasn't serious in what I said, I'm sorry if I offended you"

"It doesn’t matter"

“I know how to win your heart. Let's eat dinner. I'll order for you your favorite pizza"

“Let it be so”

You rolled your eyes and smiled sweetly at your boyfriend.

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animeficsworld · 1 year

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Secret

Tsukishima Kei x Reader

"Huh? Why would I be dating Y/N?" you heard his annoyed, usual tone as Yamaguchi must have asked a personal question.

"Well, you are spending a lot of time with her Tsukki, so I thought-"

"You are wrong." came the immediate reply.

But Yamaguchi wasn't wrong. Tsukishima and you have been secretly dating for five months now. He wanted your relationship to be a secret, as he didn't want to be teased by his team, and you understood that. He proved he cared many times in private. But what he said next, no amount of romantic nights, movies or stolen kisses could fix.

"Why would I date someone so ugly and fat?" he said as his voice was filled with salt. It hurt you, your looks were always something you were very anxious about so to hear him say that really hit a nerve. Of course, you didn't expect him to be all defensive and stand up for you, but Yamaguchi didn't even ask anything hurtful, it was Kei who made the comment, who choose to make the comment.

The next day you met Kei at his house, you went over to spend some time and finally talk to him about what he said yesterday.

You wanted to give him the option to explain himself before you entirely flip out.

"Do you want some chips?" he asked as he joined you in his bedroom.

"I need to talk with you Kei. I heard you yesterday. And I really don't appreciate you saying those things."

"I only said them to get him off my back."

"I still don't appreciate you talking to me like that. It wasn't nice, and you could have made him stop by not talking about me like that."

"I'm sorry, you are right, I just wanted to make it sound like it's believable."

"It was very believable, Kei. Mean even."

"I'm sorry. I really am. I will make it up to you, I have been thinking, we could come to the public, and stop hiding, if we didn't hide it, in the beginning, the teasing would have stopped by now. So, I- I think we should tell everyone."

"After you call me ugly and then you say that?" you huffed.

"I really didn't mean it. You know I love you, right?" you pouted as you turned away from him.

You needed to think, you really couldn't believe how did he think this was a good idea. You were deep in thought, didn't even notice him going over to you to place a kiss on your cheek, and you looked at him.

"You know I love you, right Y/N?" you knew he wasn't the type to yell it off of a roof. But he did tell it to you, so at least that was something.

"I know,"

"And do you love me?"

You showed him a little space between your thumb and forefinger.

"That's not too much."

Then you made the space even smaller.

"Okay, I get it, if I give you a kiss, would it be better?"

"Maybe."

He slowly leaned in and placed a kiss on your lips, he pulled back and looked at your hand as you made the space a little bigger. He gave another kiss and you moved your hands around his neck.

"You are beautiful, you are perfect, I'm sorry for being mean." you nodded.

"I want flowers. You know the kind I like," you said as he nodded.

And he did live up to it, he did announce his relationship with you to the team, even if it was a "I can't today because I have a date with my girlfriend," it was enough for you, it was nice to finally be able to be free and you didn't have to be careful about watching if you were holding hands or behaving in a certain way.

Soon, the entire school knew.

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asahisluvr · 1 year

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a tsukki drabble that i wrote in 5 minutes because i am very bored :) prompt from @/novelbear : "can you call me that again?"

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everybody knows tsukishima kei is a very closed off person, who finds comfort in books in music rather than 'stupid' social interactions, as he labels them. you, however, were an exception from the first day he laid eyes on you. he wanted to open up to you as much as he could, although sometimes it became difficult, and he still had a bit of trouble adjusting to all of this relationship stuff.

like today. you guys were watching a movie on the couch, peacefully, but somewhat awkwardly cuddled (he had a careful arm around your shoulders, still haven't been able to get comfortable with physical contact). you picked the movie because you knew that if you let him do it, he would just pick horror, and you'd be peeing your pants the whole evening watching it.

somewhere in the middle of the movie, you got way too cosy, so much so that you were too lazy to even get the popcorn from the coffee table.

"can you pass me the popcorn, bubs?" you didn't realise at first. but when it hit you that you called him a nickname, something both of you have been subconsciously avoiding before due to the freshly blossoming relationship, your eyes opened wide and your breath slightly hitched, anxious for kei's reaction.

he didn't make eye contact, although obviously aware of your wary stare. he silently passed you the popcorn, his gaze still not meeting yours.

"i did not mean to make you uncomfortable, kei i-" your blabbering mess came to a halt once he finally found the courage to look into your eyes. he was blushing. like, hard.

"oh no y/n you didn't i just- i-" he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "can you call me that again?"

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1tsnoya · 2 years

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𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐢 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐡𝐜𝐬

a/n: hey y’all 1tsnoya has returned with an actual post after like 2 years :)!!

→ they all agree to live eachother for at LEAST a year... just to see how it goes you know?

→ afterall, they all become pretty close after playing on the sendai frogs together

→ it’s actual hell.

→ is it fun at times? yes ofc!! but yk sometimes they all wanna kill eachother

→ koganegawa is a morning person

→ kyoutani and tsuki are NOT.

→ so one time he tried making breakfast while they were asleep

→ he wanted to surprise his buddies right? aw so sweet!

→ tsukishima ended up waking up to smoke and kogane panicking.

→ him and kyou scolded kogane after receiving their completely burnt food

→ aka... they scared him into never trying to cook again.

→ don’t even get me started on the dishes in this apartment

→ kei is a pretty neat person that we know of so even seeing a few cups and silverware in the sink irks him

→ does it irk the other two? no

→ so what does that mean? it means kyoutani and kogane DO NOT CARE FOR THE DISHES. at all.

→ tsukishima doesn’t even eat that much so it’s always like where did these dishes even come from

→ like he swears that kogane is using a new fork for every bite he takes of his food

→ kyou just doesn’t care. he’s that roommate smh

→ so poor tsukishima gets stuck doing the dishes

→ one time when he left town for holiday and the other two stayed the dishes PILED UP

→ and that’s when they were like why is this happening who usually even does the dishes???

→ so when tsuki came back he was mortified

→ he walked in , stared at the sink, and retreated to his room

→ tsukishima kei was on a dishes strike.

→ and it finally hit kyoutani when all he wanted was cereal when preparing for an exam

→ and there were 0 bowls and 0 spoons

→ so he started washing his own shit and forced kogane to help him

→ teammates who do dishes together stay together fr 🙏🏼

→ koganewara makes kyou and tsuki watch the latest movies w him

→ and it becomes a weekly thing that one day out of the week they have to watch something together

→ sometimes the show/movie does get bickered over though:/

→ so the netflix shuffle button does help

→ other times it’s terrible </3 they got the kissing booth once and were like. what.

→ kogane made them keep it and hid the remote sat on it and tbh they were all at least a tiny bit entertained

→ anyway my fav trio i heart them my fav roommates

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temeyes · 28 days

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my darling tsukki!

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fischltao · 2 years

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there's this one thing about tsukishima that very little people know about

tsukishima kei is insecure.

he's not a fool, he always picks up on the way people react when they find out you are dating him. according to the masses he's mean and salty and... dense? and even if someone objects about your relationship to try and get your validation, he never misses a chance to bite back at them but yet again.... the words seep right under his skin like poison. is he good enough? does he treat you as well as other people would? would you leave him because of that?

it didn't come as a surprise the minute you found him alone after his match. your kei valids his time alone and it was completely understandable, especially after his team would lose but yet again, karasuno won this match with a huge gap so what was he acting so weird for?

"what's on your mind, kei?" you spoke softly, taking a seat and leaning your head against your boyfriend's shoulder who just hummed in response.

you immediately knew because just like him, you're not a fool and the opposite team's comments didn't go unnoticed.

"you know every time i see you on court, i get so immensely excited, it's like- i can't really explain it but i wanna scream to the world that 'that's my boyfriend'" you chuckled as he intertwined your fingers on his lap slowly "i know you'd hate that, you just make me so happy, i just wanna rub to everyone's faces how cool you are,and the one who gets to be with you is me"

and kei could never hate that. he could never hate anything you do.

because kei loved you more than anything and he knew that you loved him too so, people's opinions really didn't matter that much to him anymore.

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priniya · 1 year

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TSUKISHIMA KEI, THE TUTOR !

when y/n’s figure ice skating career is in danger, because of how bad her grades are, tsukishima is willing to tutor the girl until her dream will be safe again.

notes: tsukishima kei x oikawa!reader, younger sister, fem!reader. ice skater!reader. have i told you how much do i love iceskating. also reply sth if you want to be in my taglist!

one things tsukishima knew about you, even before you two got together, was that you were incredibly similar to your brother when it came to engagement in sports. oikawa being extremely obsessive and trying top everything that includes volleyball, and your eagerness to top every single jump in a day or the same obsession, but with ice-skating.

sometimes, he felt compassion for your parents, two out of three children (he wasn’t so sure about that since he never met your older sister) somehow passing each year with their full focus on their athletic career. and sometimes it was funny to see how obsessed both of you were, yet so successful.

there were many things, you’d give up for your brother, but when shiratorizawa offered you a scholarship, you couldn’t refuse, even if it hurt your brother to the point where he refused to talk to you for a few weeks. one of the best high schools in miyagi with the absolutely best ice-skating programme, built-in ice rink, and the best teachers in japan. it was a chance you couldn’t let go.

watching you ice skate was one of tsukishima’s favorite after school activities. he would take an hour-long ride to see you on the rink for at least a few minutes. the blonde boy wouldn’t admit it, but helping you with stretching out, or recording your jumps, so you could watch it over, and over again, was just as satisfying as when he blocked wakatoshi’s spike.

so when you called him in the middle of his school day, barely breathing and said that you might lose both scholarship, and a place at shiratorizawa, because of how terrible you were with your studies (mostly ‘cause of your focus on skating), he knew there wasn’t a single scenario in the world, where he wouldn’t help you.

not only, because he was already so whipped for you, but also because you deserved everything that would help you out in pursuing your dreams and career. you’ve already made so many sacrifices that you couldn’t just leave in the middle, and tsukishima wasn’t the person, who would stand in the way of your happiness.

“i’m not your boyfriend for nothing, right? i’ll help you.” he replied, cutting you off as you panicked, imagining every possible scenario in your head. “i’ll make sure no one will take the scholarship from you, try to breathe, okay?”

Every time he had tutored you, you weren’t able to focus. your eyes would always wander around his face, flustering the shit out of your boyfriend at the same time. keeping your focus off him seemed like a crime, and you weren’t a criminal.

however, this time was supposed to be different, your career was on stake, and tsukishima wasn’t the one who would let you let it down, you weren’t the one as well. ever since the day, when dad took you and oikawa skating, you knew it was your thing, so tossing aside classes and homework to stay a minute longer on the ice-rink wasn’t the worst thing.

when the clock hit 8 in the evening, and your entire body gave up on another jumps, you finally took off skates with an additional help of your boyfriend, who untied them. his hand hung loosely around your shoulders as you walked towards your dad’s car.

“hello, mr. oikawa.” tsukishima greeted your father, opening the door for you. “would you mind if i stay overnight? y/n-san needs a little help with her studies.” he asked politely, a smile rosed on your dad’s face as he nodded.

“thank you.” you let out, exhausted. your head resting on his shoulder with the accompaniment of dim outside, and hushed music from the radio. you got to your house half an hour later, and in the meantime you decided that your boyfriend would stay for the whole weekend since the upcoming exams of yours were supposed to happen on monday.

you sat on your bed, starting off with maths, which surprisingly seemed to be the easiest for you, books surrounding you two as you groaned, falling onto the mattress. “we wouldn’t have to be here if you actually took care of your grades, remember?” he looked at you, eyebrows knitted together.

“i can’t do this.” you whined, hands on top of your faces, tears threatening to fall down your cheeks. it took you ten seconds to get over the little breakdown. “give me another exercise.” you stayed up till two, with a little break for something to eat.

as a reward, you finally got to kiss him as he refused to let you for almost all day, pulling back whenever you leaned to give him a smooch. his hands cupped your, bruised from falling, hips, pulling you as close as he only could. his soft lips moved against his, and you sigh, making him smile, because it feels too good to be kissing him after such a tiring experience.

his hands fell lower on your bare thighs, caressing small circles on your skin. your fingers ruffling through his hair, pulling on them sometimes. the kiss would probably last waaaaay longer, if it wasn’t for tōru, who barged into your room.

“fuck, can’t you two behave?” your brother rolled your eyes at you, grabbing something from your desk, not even sparing you a glare (thank god). “hands off her, i already have a nephew, and don’t need another one.” he remarked, cocking his head to the side. “oh, fumiko will drop off takeru tomorrow.”

“can’t you knock?” you replied, frowning as you watched him, leaning on the door frame. “what? i have to study, i can’t fail the exams or i will lose my place at school.”

“excuse me, what?”

“we have it under control, can you go now, please?” you pleaded, cheeks burning hot, after his comment on making a nephew. when he finally left (after another five minutes of teasing you, of course), you yawned, and focused yourself on the blonde boy next to you.

he swiftly switched off the light, laid down, and waited for you to cling to his side before drifting to sleep way too fast, as you always did. “night, love you.” you whispered, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

the next two days were exactly the same as the friday evening. tōru took over your shift, as you called it, with takeru, so you and tsukishima could spend more time studying japanese literature and english. when the time of his visit at your house, came to the end, you were a mess, stressing out that the weekend wasn’t enough, and you needed more time to learn something more.

“you’ll do great, okay? i know that.” his fingers held your chin, making you look at him. “you don’t need to worry about it, call me as soon as you know the results, okay?” you nodded, letting him kiss you for the last time, before you bid goodbyes.

he was in the middle of the morning practice, when yachi called for him, his phone in her hand and an incoming call showed on the screen. he excused himself to pick up, and the first thing he heard was-

“I PASSED MATHS!” you shouted through the speaker, your tone so happy that he smiled involuntarily. “but i gotta go, four exams left, call you later, love you.” and before he even got to say i love you back, you hung up the phone.

“what was that, tsukishima-san?” sugawara asked, when the boy stepped into the gymnasium again. “something happened?” he inquired kindly, a worried expression on his face.

“no, no. my girlfriend passed an exam she studied hard for.” he shrugged, not noticing the reactions of his teammates upon hearing the word girlfriend. “shiratorizawa have exams mid-year?” yamaguchi, who seemed to be the only one that knew about kei’s relationship, frowned.

“it’s for the scholarships or something, school wanted to take the scholarship from her since she has shitty grades.” it was one of the first times others witnessed that kind of openness from him, but he could never shut up when it came to talking about you.

“your girlfriend’s a scholarship at shiratorizawa?” kageyama asked, his eyebrows knitted together as he tried to process the information he just received. “oikawa-san’s your girlfriend?”

“the ice-skater?” someone uttered. “the great king has a sister, and she’s your girlfriend? that’s so cool!” hinata exclaimed out of sudden. “you should invite her here sometimes.” someone chimed in.

“she barely has any time, she has a competition soon, so she rarely leaves the ice rink.” he spoke out, before daichi cut off the conversation, before they got back to the practice.

when you finally left the classroom after the last exam, you were on cloud nine, making your way towards the train stop to get to karasuno as soon as possible. you were too ecstatic about passing that you could have a day off training to surprise your boyfriend.

it was already afternoon, when you arrived at the location. the volleyball club was having another practice, so you headed to the gym, the direction showed by one of the students. you peaked your head out through the door, and grinned at tsukishima when he noticed you.

“i aced japanese lit!” you exclaimed quietly, feeling the eyes of his teammates on your back. “so i thought you’d maybe like to go eat something tasty with me after the practice?” you beamed.

“what if you went with me and the guys somewhere? then you could stay overnight, akiteru goes to sendai tomorrow morning, he can drop you off.” he suggested, tugging a stray of your hair behind your ear. you nodded, happily.

“sooo, we’re on the stage where i meet your friends?” you chuckled as he rolled his eyes.

“sure we are.”

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emmyrosee · 2 years

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Emmy, since we're on the topic of uncles...

How bout dad!yamaguchi and uncle!suga and uncle!tsukki🌚

How suga gets emotional when yamaguchi asks him to be baby yamaguchi's godfather along with tsukki

And how Hinata makes fun of tsukishima for crying when baby yamaguchi is born

And and how baby yamaguchi is entrusted with suga from birth 🤡🤡all the way up to middle school (uncle+teacher!suga???)

PARDON ME??? UNCLE…. UNCLE TSUKKI??? IS THE LOVE. OF. MY. LIFE. UNCLE SUGA?? MARRY ME YESTERDAY DAWG-

Okay. With that out of my system.

Yamaguchi definitely had a rough time deciding who to give that particular title to when it came to Baby Yamaguchi, because Tsukishima has been his friend since like. Dinosaurs roamed the earth, but Sugawara has been such a good rock and teacher-no pun intended- for this whole fatherhood thing.

So, when you decided to let Tadashi know he could pick two, that you didn’t mind, instantly he picked them. There were a lot of tears from the three of them, and all you could do was chuckle on the sidelines.

Tadashi definitely, against the blonde’s best wishes, posts the pictures of Tsukki crying as he stares down at the pink blanket-bundle in his arms, and he tries to keep up the act that he’s pissed about them being posted, but deep down, everyone knows that he’s a big softie and would do anything for the tiny human the second she gets introduced into the world.

Everyone knows that. Including baby Yamaguchi herself.

Once she gets old enough to start milking Tsukishima for all she can, it becomes blatantly obvious just how much she’s got him wrapped around her tiny little finger.

“Uncle Kei, can I paint your naaaaails?” Tsukishima then goes to practice with messily painted lilac nails.

“Uncle Keeeeei, I want some chocolate milk.” “No sweetness, it’s too close to your bed time-“ “pleaaaaaaase?”

“Uncle Kei, do you love meeee?” “Too much, brat.”

But that’s nOT to say Suga doesn’t fold like a piece of paper either. Because he so does. Like. PAINFULLY so. He’s just so much more comfortable with it than trying to deny it like Tsukishima. He’s completely fine with being obsessed with baby Yamaguchi. But with his background too, he knows children’s emotions better, how to solve their issues and treat them with the respect they do deserve, and GOD baby Yamaguchi loves him so much for this.

Tadashi too, because once she starts talking, she’s able to understand her feelings better, and her tantrums, albeit rare already, are easier to quell than he’d ever prayed they would be, and he fully has Sugawara to thank for that.

Whereas Tsukki can’t say no to those big eyes, Sugawara is able to at least negotiate before folding completely HA-

And while your side of the family constantly wonders why you let Tadashi pick two, seeing the way Sugawara and Tsukishima handle and interact with her only cement the knowledge that you made the right choice. When she’s perched on Tsukki’s waist at her first birthday party, chocolate frosting over her cheeks while you and Tadashi open the gifts. When she squeals in the baby swing as Suga pushes her higher and higher.

When she takes her first steps up and into Tsukishima’s arms, and when she says her first word in the back of Sugawara’s car. There’s just nothing more you could’ve wished for from the two men that Yamaguchi gave the title “godfather.”

Plus, Tadashi is thrilled to have a godfather on the more scholarly side; he tutors her whenever he can and needs it, he’s able to keep a close eye on her through school… and uncle Tsukki loves it because what ever little snot rocket dare talk to his precious niece, he’s got the first scoop from Sugawara.

Who cares that it’s “good that she’s making friends with boys too”? As far as baby Yamaguchi’s uncles are concerned, any boy is unfit to even look in her direction.

Even if it is just to share crayons.

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moonbeamwritings · 1 year

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front: Happy Holidays

back: Happy Holidays!

Yachi and the gremlins always tell me how I different I am around you, softer — like a kitten or something (Yachi’s words not mine). And I never really knew what they meant until now. You bring out the best in me, and I couldn’t ask for a better partner. I know I’m not always great at showing it, but I love and appreciate you so much. I can’t wait to spend the holiday season with you.

Love,

Kei

P.S. Akiteru’s being really annoying about New Year’s Eve, so you better not make any other plans.

#tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima imagine #tsukishima kei imagine #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu imagine #hq imagine

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tetsumie · 1 year

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"𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘"

read part 2 here!

pairing: tsukishima x reader & suna x reader

genre: hurt/comfort

a/n: sorry i got carried away writing these ahh i sort of twisted the prompt of "when they call you clingy" into my own sort of thing idk how to explain but hopefully this turned out well :,) also not proofread so sorry about the mistakes! and as always feel free to send me requests and tell me ur thoughts on my writing!

tsukishima kei

tsukishima, you, and a few of the former karsuno volleyball players decided to have a small little reunion dinner after not seeing each other for so long.

everyone's embracing each other with hugs and to be frank, it's really nice of him to invite you to meet his friends from high school! you're really looking forward to getting to know them and maybe even getting to know your boyfriend a bit more.

as all of you are sitting at the table debating what to order, there's much chit chat between everyone and you swear you haven't seen kei so carefree in a while. sure, he's still throwing his sarcastic, snarky comments but they don't hit too harshly towards his teammates.

they are most definitely used to this.

the food has arrived and way too much wine has been ordered. with their slurred words and pink cheeks, you can tell all of them are going to blackout the moment they all get home.

"kei, so how'd you pull this gorgeous girl?" tanaka asks out of nowhere "ain't no way she fell for your snarky ass personality."

you and him both let out a chuckle and he replied with, "nah, they're just clingy as fuck and i guess they were fun to keep around."

you go quiet and the laughter has sort of died out. but the drinks keep pouring and nishinoya speaks.

"god, you're a fucking asshole," nishinoya chimes. "she's way too good for you.

although the conversation begins to take a turn in a different direction, you can't seem to get his words out of your mind.

clingy. he thinks i'm clingy.

a ball of insecurity starts to form in your stomach and his comment starts the train of overthinking. you keep telling yourself that he's had too many drinks.

yet a part of you is telling you that drunk thoughts are sober words.

how long has he thought of me as "clingy?"

the small chuckles and laughs that escape your lips have come to a halt and now you're feeling incredibly insecure. you begin to zone out and start chugging down a few glasses of wine to drown out your surroundings.

after a few eventful hours, you and tsukishima decide to grab a taxi and head home for the night. he unlocks the door to your shared apartment and you immediately head into the bedroom to change your clothes, not sparing him a second glance.

tsukishima enters the bed after cleaning up and his arm drapes over your chest. your body goes completely stiff and you're super uncomfortable with his touch, especially after his comment about you being clingy.

the moment you hear his light snores, you slowly remove his arm off your body and turn to face away from him. a feeling of numbness begins to overtake your body and you feel a sense of emptiness within.

the next morning, tsukishima woke up with a horrible headache and he instantly regretted drinking so much last night. he groans and pats your side of the bed and is greeted by just the bedsheets and not you.

grumbling, he got out of bed in search of you and finds you standing by the balcony with a cup of coffee in your hand. in that moment, his heart skips a beat and he's reminded of how much he loves you.

you yelp in surprise when you feel two arms slither around your torso and his chin resting on your shoulder. "good morning baby," he kisses your cheek.

"hi kei," you say curtly.

"what's for breakfast?"

"i just made myself toasted bread with jam. you can just make some cereal or something. i think we still have your lucky charms in the pantry," you tell him.

he pulls away from you and he feels something is off with you. you feel distant.

the feeling is confirmed when the both of you are sitting on the living room sofa while watching the new episode of your favorite reality tv show. kei expects you to come close to him and rest your head on his shoulder like you usually do yet there you are, in his vicinity, but sitting on the other end of the couch, clinging to a throw pillow.

he can't seem to concentrate on the movie when the only thing he can see is you sitting to yourself, gone completely quiet. he doesn't know what's wrong and he can't rack his mind as to what might have happened that made you so distant.

after the movie ends, he kisses your forehead and he feels your body stiffen.

what's going on? i don't know what i did?

he pulls away and looks at you. "y/n, something's wrong," he states.

you refuse to meet his gaze now and your twiddling with your fingers. he seems to have no recollection of what he's said to you last night. although, he might not recall what he said, it's the only thing you can recall in your mind. ever since this morning, whenever, you look at him, the only thing running in your mind is his words, "nah, she's just clingy as fuck and i guess she was fun to keep around."

"we're good," you reply promptly. "don't worry about it."

he grabs your hands and puts them in his which catches you off guard. you love the feeling of his hand in yours but the rational part of your brain wants to pull away, thinking about how he thought you were so clingy.

"listen, i'm not good at this. i'm not good at communicating my feelings but for you, i want to do better. so please, it would mean a lot if you could tell me what's wrong so i can help you and... us."

this is the most genuine you've seen him in a while and although to most, it may have seemed like some half-assed speech but to you, it felt raw and vulnerable.

"ok well," you began. "last night, when we were out with your friends, you were talking with your friends and well, you mentioned something about me. and it made me wonder if you think i'm clingy?"

he was confused. "no, i don't think you're clingy anymore? i don't know what you're talking about?"

the "anymore" in his response to you was something that saddened you a little. he found me clingy yet never told me?

"so you did think i was clingy, right?"

with a deep breath, he began to explain himself, "when we got together, i wasn't really used to... being so close to someone. you would always hold my hand or loop your arm in mine or something. you would always be holding me or touching me and i wasn't sure how i felt it about it at first. i was never one for physical touch so when you began to show that to me, i just... it felt... suffocating."

you're looking into his eyes, swimming with sadness and searching for answers, and he feels a mixture of sadness and guilt as he continues to explain himself.

"but being with you, i've grown to love your touch and honestly, now that i think about it, i don't know what i'd do if you just stopped being yourself and clinging on to me. i would go insane if you stopped."

kei leans in for a hug and you hug him back. you missed holding him like this and well, you just miss him. but now that kei has said all this, you're not sure about anything anymore.

you pull away and tell him, "i'm sorry you couldn't tell me that you were uncomfortable with my touches. i should have asked you how fast or slow you wanted to go and i shouldn't have forced my affection on to you."

"if you want, we can slow down. i understand," you say with a tone of finality in your voice.

"no!" he immediately replied. "it's.. it's not that. you don't force your affection on to me. you never have. i just am awkward with affection and growing up, i've never had it so i'd get super fidgety and that's why i think i felt like you were being clingy. but i love it."

"i love it when you hold my hand when we're walking to the grocery store. i love it when you doodle on my hand with your fingers when we're waiting for the food to come when we eat out. i love it when you tell me about the little stories from work while you're cooking dinner. i love it when you mumble in your sleep and snuggle close to me when it gets cold at night. i love everything about you."

kei was very much out of his comfort zone as he told you all these things and it surprised you that he noticed all these little details. you could tell he was getting embarrassed, considering how his cheeks were turning pink. you couldn't help but let a little smile seep through your facial features.

"you're so sappy," you reply.

"oh shut up."

you both laugh and then he cups your cheek in his hand, rubbing his thumb in circles. "don't ever think you force your affection on me because you never do, okay?"

"okay, kei."

the both of you spend the rest of the day with one another, making comforting memories together that the both of you will fondly remember in the future.

suna rintaro

you're not even sure how this argument even started. all you can remember is asking suna if he could accompany you to a work party that you were invited to. it was supposed to be a relatively relaxing event with not too much worries yet suna was once again trying to bail out.

"come on rin! it's one party and we never get to go out anymore," you try again for the nth time.

"y/n, jesus, i told you this, i don't want to fucking go! practice is draining me out and the one day i get off, you want me to go to some stupid fucking work party. can't you see that i want to be home?"

"we won't even have to be there that long! i just want you to come with me so you can meet some of my friends and support me. i'm really not asking for much," you counter. "i'm always trying to go to your games to support you from the stands and i'm asking you to do this one thing for me."

"i never fucking asked you to come to my games!" suna's voice began to rise and you felt yourself shrink. you had never seen him so intensely angry before. he was always so nonchalant so seeing this side of him made you nervous. "god, you're just so suffocating with everything. you always wanna do shit together, like jeez, give me a break. you're so fucking clingy sometimes; i just want space."

your mouth snaps shut and you can't find it in yourself to even reply. suna leaves the bedroom and you can head the jangle of his keys and the front door opens and then slams shut. a tear escapes from one eye and then all of a sudden, it's a full blown mental breakdown. you're sitting on the bed, crying off all your makeup.

after your cries turn into sniffles, you call up one of your colleagues, telling them you won't be attending the party. that night, you end up crying yourself to sleep.

suna had come home quite late that night after storming out.

in his head, he admits that the argument had blown up for no reason. but he just really didn't want to see your coworkers. he was cranky, annoyed, and irritated, making him deeply irrational.

as he walks into the bedroom, he sees you fast asleep in your clothes that you were planning to go out in and your makeup smudged all over your face. he felt incredibly guilty.

he messed up big time and he had to fix this. he hoped in the morning, the both of you would wake up together so he could talk it out and apologize.

you wake up the next morning feeling a lot better than last night. you turn to see suna lying in bed and a part of you just wants to run your fingers through your hair. as your fingers hover above his head, you're reminded of his words from last night.

you're so fucking clingy sometimes. i just want space.

your fingers immediately retracted and you decided to get up to start the rest of your day. you didn't want to let his words get to you. he said his opinion and there's nothing much you could do other than give him space. you'd be doing him a favor by giving him that space that he wanted, right?

suna shifts in bed, arm reaching out to your side of the bed, subconsciously. as he pats down your side of the bed, he feels the emptiness and he jolts up out of bed.

he's walking out of the bedroom and he sees you sitting on the couch, watching something on the television.

a sigh of relief escapes his mouth, thanking whatever deity out there that you hadn't left. even if you did, he couldn't blame you for it. he hurt you and there was no denying that.

"hi babe," he casually says alouds and plops on the couch next to you.

"hey."

your tone is cold and to be frank, you could care less than speak to him right now. seeing him is just a constant reminder of how clingy you are and you really don't want to be confronted with the feeling of sadness again.

in an attempt to smooth things over with you, he tries to start conversation in hopes that things will get back to normal naturally and maybe.. just maybe you'll know that he's sorry without him saying it.

"osamu was talking about some new onigiri thing he made and he wanted to drop some off for us to try. should i say yes?" he asked.

"sure."

your responses to his efforts are completely shut down and he's just praying that things get better with time. he reassures himself that things will go back to normal, it's just a matter of time. within a few days, things will be back to normal!

that's what he thought until his first volleyball match of the season came about. as he was standing in the court, his eyes scanned the rest of the stadium for your figure in hopes of finding you wearing his jersey but to no avail, he couldn't find you.

he assumed you were running late or stuck in traffic. no matter what you would be here, right?

but the first set is already over and you're nowhere to be seen. taking a quick break, he texts you:

suna: r u here?

suna: i don't see u in the stands.

it's delivered and suna's back in the court. he's misreading all of the opponent's attacks and his blocks are all being haphazardly done. the only thing on his mind is you.

the EJP coach calls for a timeout and sits him out for the rest of the match. "i don't know what's going on with you but you need to pull it together. your slacking is messing up with the rest of the team," coach berated him and all suna could do was nod his head.

he sat on the bench and immediately grabs his phone to text you.

suna: can you please answer?

suna: or call me? please?

suna: fuck y/n

suna: r u ok?

with no response, concern is etched onto his face. he tells his coach that he has to go and although he's about to suffer hell when he goes to practice tomorrow for dipping, he needs to see you.

you're seeing all of his messages.

you've seen all of them.

and you don't want to respond to a single one of them.

you know he's coming home and he's about to bombard you with questions and you don't want to respond to him. you don't want to come off as clingy again.

you hear the jangle of the keys and prepare yourself.

he opens the door and finds you in the kitchen, making yourself some snacks.

"so where were you today?" he begins.

"at home."

his hands find their way to your waist and he slowly turns you around to look him in the eye. "why didn't you come?"

you sigh in frustration. "i don't know what you want from me. you say i'm clingy and you want some space and on top of that you mentioned how you've never asked me to go to any of your games so here i am respecting your wishes like you asked yet you have the fucking audacity to ask me where i was and why i wasn't with you?"

his hands let go of your waist and he steps back to fully look at you.

"rin, i don't know what you want from me anymore."

suna's mouth opens and then shuts, not sure as to what to say to you. you were more upset about his comment than you let on and now all your anger and frustration was coming out.

"listen, i-"

"no, you listen to me," you interrupt, immediately shutting him up. "all i wanted that night was for you to come to my work party. it's all i wanted. that party was mainly for me because i helped our company reach this new milestone! and i wanted you to come and celebrate with me and my colleagues. is it so much to ask for my boyfriend to come support me?"

"and then you go on to say i'm clingy and do you have any idea how much it hurt me when you said that? when you would talk to me about anything, the only thing going through my head would be the fact that you called me clingy and god, i just wanted to vanish in thin air because i hated knowing that you thought that of me which is why i gave you your space. i kept thinking you just didn't want my affection."

you rest your elbows on the kitchen countertop and put your face in your hands. you finally burst out with all the feelings that have been suffocating your mind. it felt good to finally relieve it all but you could only imagine what was going through his mind. was he mad or upset or did he just not care about my feelings?

all of a sudden, you feel two arms wrap around your torso and kisses to the top of your head.

"love, you're not clingy. if anything, i'm the clingy one. i always want you by my side like at my games or when i go out with my friends or even if i'm just lying in bed. i want you."

he strokes your hair and now you're turning around to look at him again. his eyes are wide and a bit glassy. this is probably one of the first times you've seen emotion on his face aside from his regular snarky remarks.

"i wish i could take back what i said that night but i can't. but please know that i don't know what i'd do without you. i was really upset that night and all i wanted to was just sleep it off. but your insistence to go got me aggravated and i lashed out. you don't deserve that. you never deserve that."

"i want to be the one you wake up to in the morning. i want to be the one you take to all your work parties and events. i want to be the one you tell you gossip with. i want to be the one you have your late night talks with. i want to be the one you end your nights with. i want to be the one you spend the rest of your life with. i want to be yours."

tears started to escape your eyes and your heart was swollen. suna was never one to be so open with his emotions yet here he was opening so much to you. you hug his torso and sob into his chest.

"i love you, i'm sorry," you say.

"i love you too, and i'm sorry too," he replies, kissing the top of your forehead.

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