#written in honor of call me maybe's 10th anniversary and the fanart i saw yesterday that put me in a manic spell for half the day

[chimielie]

It’s not unusual for Tadashi to find you dancing when he comes home.

He’s had a long day—if you asked him how he was, he’d answer “fucking exhausted.” That says a lot, because Tadashi tries his best to avoid swearing around you, as a respect thing, except on bank holidays and special occasions. You don’t ask how he is, though.

Instead, as he trudges up the walk, feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders lift slightly as strains of music—something poppy and upbeat—make their way through the crack in the slightly ajar front door, you come tumbling out and down the front step, catching him around the neck and sending him stumbling back with the force of your momentum.

“Welcome home,” you beam at him, then press a kiss to his lips. Even though he’s slightly in shock, he gathers himself enough to kiss you back, steadying himself and wrapping his arms around you while you press yourself further into him.

“Hey,” he says, unable to muster up any other words in favor of gazing lovingly at you. He can already feel the stress of the day melting away the longer he holds you.

“Hi,” you kiss him again. And again, for good measure. Slowly, you make it inside, never breaking contact with each other. Inside, you’re playing a pop song Tadashi vaguely remembers from way back in high school. The lyrics are all in English and he just sort of lets it slide over his mushy brain like a bubblegum-pink rain. Meanwhile, you bop along, swaying your hips and mouthing along his neck. He puts three fingers under your chin, raises your face so you’re looking at his sweet, freckled face, cheeks flushed with adoration and eyes half-lidded.

“I missed you,” he murmurs. “Was such a long day.”

“You saw me this morning,” you laugh lightly, tugging on his earlobe, maneuvering around his earrings. The newest is a hoop in his auricle, pierced just last week. You joked, standing by him while the piercer prepared their needle, hand holding his while he tried not to wince like you’ve done for him every other time, that he was running out of room. He used to worry that his ear piercings were unprofessional (the tattoos were all easily covered by his work clothes and his only other piercing was the black ball on his tongue), but those concerns had been thrown away when you’d told him just how pretty you thought they were.

“Yeah, and that was forever ago,” he frowns, letting you step on his feet so he can take aborted quarter-turn steps around the room while keeping you as close as humanly possible.

When you pull away, just slightly, he takes the opportunity to slip his hand over yours and twirl you around and kiss you again when you’re face-to-face, breathless from the unexpected whirl.

“Aw, I’m sorry, baby,” you tell him, and it should feel condescending, but you’re as genuine as he is in every over-the-top, sappy, romantic gesture; and you have been for all the years you’ve been lucky enough to date Tadashi. “You wanna talk about it?”

“Nah,” he grimaces. “It’s just gonna put me in a bad mood, and you put me in a good mood, and I don’t wanna be in a bad mood. So clearly, the solution here, if you want me to be happy, is to stay—like this—” pressed chest to chest, noses nearly brushing, “with me forever.” His voice is playfully whiny, but you can hear notes of gravitas in his words—you wonder just what made his day so awful. He'll tell you in due time, though. Now, he just needs rest.

“That sounds good, Tadashi,” you run your hands through the wisps of green hair at the back of his neck, which have been starting to get a little long for probably a month now. “We'll go to work together and everything. We can switch off days.”

“Exactly,” he mutters. “Exactly. Perfect. Never leave me.”

“I won’t,” you say, collapsing onto the couch in a pile with his face buried in your neck, music still blaring through the house. “Promise.”

#written in honor of call me maybe's 10th anniversary and the fanart i saw yesterday that put me in a manic spell for half the day #before i used up all my serotonin and had to sleep it all off for the rest to conserve energy for real life things #yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq!! fluff #haikyuu!! x reader #hq x reader #hq!! x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff #haikyuu!! fluff #yamaguchi fluff #punk yams ftw #shorts!