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#yamaguchi x y/n
hoejosatoru · 10 months
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Roster Hopper
Pairings: Fem!Reader x College Au Karasuno players (separately, except for Tsuki & Yamaguchi)
Summary: You make a bet with your best friend and co manager that you can sleep through the entire Karasuno roster, without the team finding out. 
Word Count: 8.4k
Warning: reader having sex with entire team lmfao, maybe reader is slightly manipulative at times? I don’t think so but tagging just incase, oral (fem receiving) in multiple different positions, light spanking, p in v sex in different positions, men whimpering lol, oral (male receiving), fingering, thumb in ass, squirting, spit, sorta voyeurism, threesome (Tsuki and Yams) virginity loss (Yams), semi public sex, brief drinking mention MDNI
A/n: Changed my original idea to just y/n trying to go through the roster bc you plus a friend is a lot and trying to write around the team not finding out would be hard SO here we are. Y/f/n = your friends name. I didn’t want to have to think of a random name. If you don’t have someone you can just slot in Kiyoko or something. I also bolded each players name so if you want to skip to a specific dude, hopefully it is easier to find. Enjoy!
“How long have they been at it?” you asked your friend as you were filling up water bottles for the third time this practice. If you weren’t so used to the sound of volleyballs being smacked around, it would probably have driven you crazy by now. It was your second year as Karasuno University’s volleyball team manager and you loved it. Water bottle fill up runs and all.
“Too long,” your friend replied, “I don’t get where they get the energy from. I’m tired just watching them.”
“Same.” You screwed the last bottle shut. “But the first years are really good. I think we have a shot this year.”
“Oh without a doubt,” y/f/n’s nodded. “And if they keep practicing like this they’ll only get better. They’re pretty cute too, not that is going to help them win games.”
You laughed. “I was waiting for your say something.” Your voice dropped a little, so none of the boys could overhear you. Not that they were really paying attention to either of you at the moment. Volleyball is life and all. “We have a really cute team, don’t you think?”
Your friend nodded and whispered back. “For sure. Who do you think is the cutest?” This is why you were glad you convinced your best friend to manage with you. Nothing passed time like gossiping about boys with a friend.
“Hmm,” you considered, “Kageyama is cute. But you know how I like dark haired guys. Nish too. Never thought I would think a short guy was so hot. Don’t tell him I said that.” You didn’t want to offend him, but you had a sneaking suspicion all he would care about was that you called him hot. Him and Tanaka were a bit girl-crazy. They were the only players that shameless flirted with you and your friend. You liked that about them; it was fun.
“No, for real! I think Asahi has to be the cutest though,” you friend replied. 
You nodded. They were all pretty good looking guys, so you couldn’t argue. “But the real question is, who do you think is the best in bed?”
Your friend took a second to think about it before answering. “Daichi.”
“Really?”
Your friend shrugged. “I mean he’s one of the oldest, so he’s probably got experience. Plus he’s the captain.”
You snorted. “What does being captain of a volleyball have to do with being good in bed?”
Your friend huffed in faux annoyance. “Well it makes sense in my head. Who do you think then?”
“Honestly maybe Nishinoya.”
“I think you just have a crush on him.”
“Shut up. But also Sugawara. It’s the quiet ones you gotta look out for, you know?”
Your friend nodded. “Totally. Maybe we gotta hunt down their past hook ups and do a survey.” You both laughed, drawing the attention of Tanaka.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing!” You both answered in unison, before turning your back to the court to laugh more. As ridiculous as the conversation was, it sparked your curiosity. You couldn’t deny that you'd thought about hooking up with some of the players. You watched them run around and get sweaty for hours everyday, what else were you supposed to think about? You’d never actually done it, though, not wanting to ruin any friendships with the guys. They could be a rowdy bunch, but you did love them dearly. 
That, however, didn’t stop you from hatching a crazy idea. “What if we didn’t need other people to find out.”
Your friend’s eye brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
“I will do all the research,” you replied. She gave you a look that told you she still didn’t understand what you meant. “I sleep with all of them and then we’ll know who the best.”
Y/f/n looked at you like you were crazy. Which, to be fair, maybe you were. “You can’t be serious. All of them?”
“Well not at the same time,” you replied, like a smart ass. Your friend rolled her eyes. 
“Obviously. But that’s still crazy! There’s so many of them.”
“There’s not that many. Just nine of them. Give me the whole school year and I could do it,” you responded. 
“No way you can,” she replied. 
“Wanna bet?” You challenged.
“Absolutely,” your friend replied, “500 bucks says you can’t sleep through the team by the end of the school year.” Damn 500? But a big challenges calls for big stakes. 
“You're on.” You shook hands. “Now let’s figure out the rules.”
After a little discussion you both agreed that besides the obvious of having to get through the 9 players by the last day of school, they couldn’t find out about what was going on. If you were to tell them about the challenge, some of the players might do it just to help you. You had to get them in bed organically. Additionally, you couldn’t request certain sex acts. You both wanted to know how they tried to please women without any bias. If you started telling them what to do, it would mess with the data. Because this is super scientific, obviously.
Y/f/n allowed you one get out of jail free card if someone found out, but it had to be contained to the one person. If the whole team finds out, game over. You didn't need to provide any proof, but you did have to share your ranking with y/f/n at the end, which you were more than happy to. Any other issues that came up, you both agreed to figure out as needed. Simple enough.
“I’m not even going to bother asking you who you think will be the easiest,” your friend said. Both your eyes floated over to Nishinoya and Tanaka, making you both snicker. “But who do you think will be the hardest?”
“Daichi for sure,” you replied, “Doesn’t seem like he’s a hook up guy, but we’ll see. And Tsuki, just cause he can be a jerk.”
Your friend snickered. “He seems like the type who wants spank girls and make them call him daddy.”
You grinned. “I guess we will find out.”
A week later you were at party hosted at the team house. It was the perfect venue to make your first move. Only the upperclassmen could live in the house, but during parties the whole team plus many others were invited. Tonight’s party was particularly crowded, being that it was still early in the year and most people didn’t have much work to do yet. The crowd would make it easier for you to sneak away unnoticed, even with other teammates around.
You set your sights on Nishinoya first. You figured he’d be easy to get in bed, plus maybe you did have a little crush on him. You were super keen on finding out how he was in bed. Maybe it was because of the drink you had, but you were feeling bold. You decided to take a super straight forward, simple approach with Noya.
“Noya, do you want to have sex with me?” you asked when you managed to pull him to a private corner of the party. You almost laughed at how his eyes bugged out of his head.
“Are you serious? Tanaka didn’t, but you up to this as a joke, did he?” he asked.
“I promise he didn't,” you replied. “Just think you’re cute. Do you wanna?”
Nishinoya thought this was better than his birthday and winning nationals combined. “Fuck yes I do. When?”
You giggled at his enthusiasm. It was so endearing. “Right now?”
God he really was a lucky guy, he thought. “Fuck.” He chugged the rest of his beer for good measure. “Yeah let’s fucking do it.” You looked around to make sure no one was watching, before slipping up the stairs to his room. Luckily, his bedroom was on the second floor, which no one really came to. The parties stay in the basement or on the main floor, so you felt safe now that you made it up unnoticed.
The second he closed the door to his room, you pounced on him. You couldn’t help yourself. To be fair, it was very much a mutual pounce. Nishinoya kissed you eagerly, bordering on desperate, but in the best way. You pulled away, both of you breathing heavy.
“Before we do this, do you mind if this stay between us?” You asked, batting your eyes innocently at him. He was putty in your hands at this point; you knew he would agree to anything to get in your pants. “I don’t want it to be weird if the other guys found out.”
“Of course, I won’t tell anybody,” he nodded. You were back to kissing him, very desperately now. You were still standing by his door, pulling clothing off each other. Instead of wasting two steps to get to the bed, Noya just spun your around and bent you over the dresser right there. He was not a patient man and you were not complaining. 
He slid your underwear odd, cursing. “Fuck you don’t know how much I’ve wanted to do this,” he cursed. You giggled, glad your crush had been reciprocated. Before you could get any words out, Noya was on his knees behind you, burying his face in your pussy. You gasped in surprised as he licked up your arousal, his tongue sliding through your puffy lips. 
“Fuck Noya!” you cried as he sucked on your clit. His hands massaged your thighs and ass, keeping you spread for him. He hummed and groaned into your cunt as he ate you out, clearly enjoying it very much. Much like when he kissed you, it was eager and desperate and so fucking good. It didn’t take long before you were cumming all over his tongue.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he gushed, wiping your release off his face. He dug a condom out of the top dresser drawn, grinning eagerly at you.
“And you’re so fucking good at that,” you replied.
“I’m even better at this,” he replied, sinking his cock into you. Your body arched, surprised by the stretch. Noya’s thrusts were rough and frantic, clearly chasing after his high. He gripped your ass tightly, giving it a few smacks, but nothing too hard. You pressed your body back against him, loving that he wasn’t afraid to go for it. Your fingers scratched along the wood of his dresser as you tried desperately to hold on.
It was no use, though. Within minutes you were moaning his name and cumming on his cock. Noya, who was overjoyed he didn’t bust the second his slid in, let himself go the second he felt your velvety walls clench around him.
“Fuck, y/n, so fucking good.” 
You gave Nishinoya a long thank you kiss before getting dressed. You agreed to go down first and then he’d come down a few minutes later so it wouldn’t be obvious you were together. You left his room grinning. And just like that, one was crossed off the list.
A week later you decided to try your luck again. Tanaka mentioned he was going to check out a frat party and you asked for a ride there, which he happily agreed to. As far as you knew no one else on the team was going to this party, so it would be the perfect opportunity to cross him off the list.
The party sucked; it was way too crowded and the music choices were awful. Not to mention, the house was a mess. It made the volleyball house look spotless in comparison. It worked in your favor, though, as Tanaka was more than happy to take you up on your suggestion to chill in his car.
“Dude I thought frat parties were supposed to be the best,” he said, closing the car door behind him.
“Did you see the bathroom? That shit had to be a biohazard,” you replied. 
Tanaka laughed and nodded. “So gross. Sorry I dragged you here.”
“No worries, I wanted to,” you replied. You gave him a faux shy look. “I just wanted to hangout with you, honestly.”
Tanaka perked up. “Really?”
“Really.” And since being so honest worked the first time, you figure why not just go for it again. “Would it be weird if I said I was trying to get in your pants.”
Tanaka blinked at you, certain he didn’t hear you right. “You wanna get in my pants?”
You laughed and nodded. “Yeah, is that a bad thing?”
He shook his head. “No that’s a good thing! A great thing.” 
“So...” your eyes flicked down to his lap. “Can I?”
“Right now?”
“Why not?” you replied. “We are in a dark spot. Your windows are tinted. No one will see.” You leaned in a little further, letting him peek down your shirt. “It will be fun, don’t you think?”
Tanaka did not need any convincing. Fucking his hot manager in his car? He may have dreamed about this exact scenario. Literally. Tanaka pushed back his seat as far as it would go and helped you climb on top. The way he kissed you was so similar to Noya you had to bite back a laugh.
You wasted no time pulling your top off, which Tanaka was very happy about. His face was in your tits before you could even get your shirt fully off. He sucked at the sensitive skin, flicking your nipples with his tongue. His hands gripped your tits roughly, but not unpleasantly. You rocked your hips against his,  letting out a hum of pleasure. Tanaka was already hard underneath you.
“I could die happy right now,” he mumbled against your tits, making you laugh.
“At least fuck me first,” you replied, half joking. But also half serious because you were on a mission. 
Tanaka took that as instruction. “Shit, I got you.” He pulled his cock out of his pants then cursed. “I don’t have a condom.” 
“Don’t worry, I brought one.” You fished it out of your purse and handed it over.
“Damn you really were trying to get in my pants huh?”
You smiled. “Maybe.” 
Tanaka rolled the condom on, then pushed your skirt up and underwear to the side. He let his tip run through the slick before slowly pressing into you. He hissed a little, feeling your pussy suck him in. Once he was all the way in, you pressed your hands against his chested and rolled your hips. 
“Fuck, just like that,” Tanaka groaned, watching where his cock disappeared inside you. His hands ran along your hips and ass, helping you rock yourself on him. He leaned in, continuing to suck on your tits. The car windows fogged, the small space filled with the sound of your breathless moans and his cock thrusting into your wet pussy.
Tanaka wasn’t one to make the woman do all the work, so he planted his feet on the car floor bucked his hips up to meet yours. The deep spot he hit made your head fall back. “Tana-nngh-” your words were cut off by a cry of pleasure. You creamed around him, setting him over the edge. He spilled into the condom while groaning into your chest.
“Tanaka, can you do something for me?” you asked once you caught your breath. He was still buried inside you.
“I’d do anything you ask me right now, not gonna lie,” He replied. 
You laughed, even though he wasn’t joking. “Don’t tell anyone we hooked up. I just don’t want the other guys judging me, you know?”
“It’s in the vault,” Tanaka replied seriously. “And if you ever want to do that again, please call me.”
Two down, seven to go.
Your next opportunity didn’t come until about a month later. You were alone with Asahi in the library studying for midterms coming up. “I need a break,” Asahi sighed, pushing his books away from him.
There was your opening. “You took the words right out of my mouth,” You replied. “My roommate is away right now. Wanna go back to my dorm and watch a movie?” You gave him a look that hinted that maybe it wasn’t just a movie on your mind.
Asahi blushed. “I-I don’t want to intrude.”
You waved him off. “You won’t be. C’mon it will be fun.” With that, you both packed up your things and headed to your dorm. You told Asahi he could sit on your bed while you set up the movie. He sat on the edge of your bed, looking a little nervous. It made you laugh that such a large, handsome man was easily flustered. “Relax, Asahi, you can lay down if you want.”
You hopped on the bed, laying down in front of him. You were in the spooning position, but not touching. You rectified that by slowing drifting closer to him. When your ass met his front, you wiggled as innocently as you possible could. You could feel Asahi shift nervously, though he unmistakably pressed closer to you. It wasn’t long before you could feel something hard poking at your ass. 
“I can feel that, Asahi,” you teased.
“I’m so sorry y/n, I didn’t mean-”
“Shhh,” you hushed him, “I don’t mind.” You reached back, taking his hand in yours and leading it down into your leggings. “Maybe this will make you feel better.” You guided his hand to your pussy, letting him feel your wetness. He let out a low groan. You took your hand away, letting him touch you how he pleased.
“Do... do you want me to...” Asahi trailed off as he continued to play with your pussy. 
“I think you know what I want, Asahi,” you purred his name. He cursed into your hair, breathing in the sweet scent. He brushed it aside, kissing your neck a little. You titled your head, allowing him better access. Then you got needy, so you craned your head back, allowing you two to kiss. He a gentle kisser, sweet and passionate. His hand slid up your shirt, giving your breasts a few soft squeezes. “Do you have a condom?”
Asahi’s cheeks tinted but he nodded. “In my wallet, yeah.” He fished his wallet out of his back pocket, pulling the little foil out. You wiggled your ass agains him, urging him on. He slipped his cock out of his pants, rolling the condom on. His tip nudged at your aching hole. “You sure?”
“Please.” Asahi slid into you slowly, letting you adjust. His arm wrapped around your waist, holding you to him while he thrusted into you. You arched your back, getting him deeper.
“Y-you feel good,” he mumbled against your neck. You quickly learned that Asahi was not shy about moaning. Hell, he was practically whining as your swirled your hips. He was so close to your ear, the sound giving you goose bumps. It was fucking hot. When he slid his hand down and started rubbing your clit it was your tone to moan.
“Asahi don’t stop,” you said breathlessly. 
“Fuck I think I’m gonna-” His voice broke off in a low groan as you felt his cock twitch inside you. He didn’t stop fucking you even as he came, which pushed you over the edge. A warm rush filled your body as you finished. You finally turned around, giving him a soft peck. “Sorry about that,” he mumbled, embarrassed. 
“Don’t be silly, I really enjoyed it,” you assure him. “But if it’s okay with you, let’s not tell anyone we did this. You know how the guys are. If they found out...”
Asahi nodded in agreement. He definitely didn’t need his teammates knowing he came quick. “I promise I won’t tell.”
A few days later, you were sitting in practice, reflecting on how your strategy to get through the 6 guys left. It was half way through the first semester and you only had 3 done. You weren’t too concerned yet, but you knew you couldn’t keep letting so much time pass between each guy. You were so deep in thought that you didn’t notice Tsukki come up beside you.
“I know what you’re up to.”
You startled, giving him a confused look. “Huh?” 
“You’ve been hooking up with the guys on the team.” It wasn’t a question.
You tried to keep your voice even, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Tsukki rolled his eyes. “Don’t play stupid. I saw you leave the library with Asahi last week. Then earlier in the semester you were sneaking around parties with Noya and Tanaka.”
You raised a brow. “You stalking me or something?”
“We are in the same friend group at a small university, it’s not that hard to put together. If you have half a brain at least,” Tsukki replied. “I just don’t understand why.”
You let out an annoyed sigh. Your back was to the wall, you had to tell him. “It’s for a bet. To see if I can hook up with the entire team by the end of the year.” It felt stupid saying it out loud, especially with Tsukki’s judgmental eyes watching you.
“So why are you hiding it? I’m sure these idiots would be more than happy to sleep with you for whatever reason,” Tsukki replied.
“I can’t it’s part of the rules,” you explained, “So if you tell anybody I’m totally fucked.”
“I’d say you’re already quite fucked,” Tsukki replied with a shit eating grin.
“Haha,” you replied dryly, rolling your eyes. “But seriously, don’t blow this for me.” He went to open his mouth but you cut him off. “And no blow job jokes.” His mouth shut, but you could see the gears turning.
“So you kinda owe me a favor, don’t you?”
“If you’re going to ask me to sleep with you, don’t bother. It’s already a part of the plan unfortunately,” you replied.
“Ouch,” he yawned. “But that’s not what am I asking. At least not exactly. I want a three way with Yamaguchi.”
You were shocked but also not at the request. You knew they were best friends, but they seemed like they would be completely different in bed. “Have you told Yams about me hooking up with the other guys?”
“No, I figured I’d keep my mouth shut until I had more information,” Tsukki replied. “But I’ve been trying to help Yams lose his virginity. This seems like the perfect opportunity.”
“Wow what a selfless friend you are,” you replied sardonically
Tsukki shrugged. “I can admit I want to try a three way for selfish reasons, too. What guy doesn’t.”
“And you think Yams wants to lose his virginity with you there?”
“Yeah, he’ll be less nervous. I promise I won’t tell him or anyone else about your stupid bet if you do this.” You agreed. Although Tsukki was annoying, you couldn’t deny that a 2 for 1 would help a lot. You just had to text your friend to make sure it was within the rules.
Y/f/n: hmm I think as long as neither of them no what it’s for, one three way can be allowed
Y/n: Tsukki knows. that asshole figured it out. I have to use my get out of jail card on him -_-
y/n: but Yams doesn’t know, Tsukki will make up some other story to tell him
y/f/n: As long as Tsukki doesn’t tell Yams and no one else finds out then I think it’s fine. Good luck with that lmao 
A week later you were in Tsukki and Yams’ shared dorm room. They’d pushed their beds together for the occasion, which was honestly quite funny. Tsukki looked almost bored and Yamaguchi looked nervous. Typical. 
One thing led to another and you were on their combined beds kissing Yamaguchi while Tsukki pulled your bottoms off. For his lack of experience, Yams was a good kisser. Definitely a little nervous, but sweet. You went at his pace, twisting your fingers through his hair making his breath catch.
“Watch this, Yamaguchi. You have to get her nice and wet before putting it in,” Tsukki told his friend. His fingers were rough and warm as he dragged them through your lips. He rubbed circles over your clit, making sure his friend knew that spot was very important. His long fingers easily slid inside you, pressing spots that were hard for you to reach. You let out a little gasp, which made him smirk. “Take over for me Yams, you gotta practice.” 
They swapped places, Tsukki slipping his cock out when he reached you. “Suck me off.”
You narrowed your eyes. “A please would be nice.”
Tsukki gave you a fake smile. “Please suck me off.” You didn't bother arguing, taking his cock in your mouth instead. He was annoyingly big. Maybe the biggest you had yet. Asahi may have been thicker, but Tsukki was definitely longer. You used your hand on his base while your lips and tongue focused on his tip. Meanwhile, Yams was getting the hang of fingering you. He copied Tsukki exactly, his whole face and chest flushed at the sight of your wet pussy sucking in his fingers. Your moan vibrated through Tsuki’s dick as he hit a sweet spot. 
“Fuck,” the blond cursed, pulling out of you. He didn’t want to cum just yet. “Move Yams, let me show you how to fuck her.”
Yamaguchi’s face flushed a deeper shade of red. “Okay.” Tsukki spread your legs  open after slipping a condom on. He pressed inside you slowly and you so badly did not what to gratify him with a moan, but you couldn’t help but let one slip.
“Sh-should I put it in her mouth?” Yams asked. 
Tsukki shook his head. “You won’t last. You need to be hard so you can fuck her.” Yams nodded, watching his friend roll his hips into you. “I’ll make her cum so she’ll be nice and sensitive when it’s your turn.” Tsukki rocked his hips against yours, holding your thighs wide open for him. You hated to admit it, but it did feel really good. His cock, like his fingers, hit spots deep inside you. His thrusts were surprisingly heavy for his thinner frame. A damn near devious smily spread across his face as he felt your pussy clenching around him. He rubbed your clit with quick circles, finishing you off.
“Fuck!” you cried, your head falling back on the pillow. Pleasure pulsed through you as Tsukki fucked you through your high. He pulled himself out of you with a hiss, stopping himself from finishing. He wanted to do that in your mouth. 
“Your turn Yams.” Tsukki yanked his friend down between your legs. Yams cock ached as he look at your fucked out expression. He couldn’t believe he was going to lose his virginity to the hot older manager. He said a silent prayer that he didn’t cum the second he put it in. 
You sensed his nerves and comforted him. “Don’t worry, Yams, you’ll do good. Let me.” You took the condom out of his shaking hands and rolled it onto him. He whimpered a little, sensitive to even your touch. “Whenever you’re ready, yeah?”
He nodded, holding your thighs like Tsukki did and slowly pressed inside you. He slid in easily, thanks to Tsukki. He let out a whine feeling your warm, wet walls squeeze him. He tried not to focus to hard on that as he rolled his hips into you. You were extra sensitive, just as Tsukki said, making each movement feel extra good.
“So good, Yamaguchi.” You had no problem encouraging the younger guy. You always thought he was sweet. “Doing so good.” Yams blushed and kept it going. 
“Now, where were we?” Tsukki asked, an obnoxious ring in his voice. You rolled your eyes at him but took his cock back in your mouth without protested. You took him deeper, urged on by how his composure cracked. Your tongue ran along the vein on the underside, making him curse. Yams continued to rut desperately into you, making you moan onto Tsukki. You emphasized the sound both for Yams’ confidences and to break down Tsukki. 
Tsukki used his free hands to play with your tits. He gave your nipples a hard squeeze, sending a jolt of pleasure through you that made you cum again. Yams cried out your name, summing the second your walls pulsed around him. Tsukki’s hips twitched as your lips tightened, spilling into your mouth. Everyone was a panting mess by the end. 
“Thanks, y/n,” Yams said as you finished getting dressed. “And I won’t tell anybody, I swear.” You exchanged a look with Tsukki, who nodded a silent agreement that he would continue to keep his mouth shut. You couldn’t help but smile as you left; you were over halfway done.
You went the rest of that semester without crossing anyone else off the list. You were okay with that, though, since you were still on track. Your next opportunity came during the last week of the winter break. Practice had started again, but not everyone was back to campus yet meaning they were smaller. And meaning  Hinata was more desperate for someone to stay and throw him extra tosses.
“Sure Hinata, I’ll help you out,” you agreed. Everyone else had cleared out of the gym, glad to not be the one Hinata targeted. You tossed him for awhile, admiring the strength of the small first year. He was the biggest wildcard to you. You weren't sure if he was gonna be really good or really bad.
“Ugh, I need to get stronger,” Hinata grumbled after his last spike. It looked plenty strong to you, but it gave you an idea.
“I've heard increasing testosterone can make you stronger,” you replied, tossing up another ball for him.
“Really? How can I do that?” 
“Having is sex is one way.” Hinata dropped out of the air, the ball you tossed bonking him in the head. You laughed at the surprised look on his face.
“Sex?”
“Have you not heard of it?” you teased.
Hinata grumbled, “I have! I just didn’t know it could help like that.”
You shrugged. “That’s just what I’ve heard at least.” You took a step closer to Hinata, looking him in the eye. “We should give it a try.”
Hinata’s eyes widened. “Wait are you serious? Like right now?”
“Yeah! Let’s do it and see if your spike gets better.” You knew he couldn’t resist the offer, which he did not. Hinata practically pounced on you. Have sex with he pretty manager AND improve his spike? Sounds good to him. You were all over each other as you got down to the floor. Clothes flying off as you went. You weren’t sure why you felt so particularly excited, maybe it was the risk of getting  caught. All you knew is that you suddenly wanted Hinata badly. 
Hinata was just as eager with you, his hands all over you. His kisses were a little sloppy with need, but you loved it. Your tongues mixed slid your hands over his toned torso. Hinata bunched up his t shirt and put it under his head like pillow. He hooked his arms around your thighs and pulled you up his body. “Sit on my face?”
How could you say no to that. The second your pussy made contact with his mouth he was all over it. His tongue pressing into your soaked entrance, then his lips sucking your aching clit. You forgot yourself, rocking your hips against his face, though Hinata didn’t mind one bit. He loved how your plush thighs squeezed his face as you chased your high. 
It didn’t take long for it strike you, swift and strong as lightning. You bit down on your lip as your moaned his name, trying to not alert anyone who may be walking outside what was going on in the gym. Hinata lapped up every bit of release before you slid off him. In an instant he had you flipped over, with him now on top. 
“You taste good,” he grinned, his lips shining with your release. You pulled him in for a sloppy kiss, tasting yourself on him. “I think I have a condom in my gym bag, give me a sec.” And he really meant ‘a sec.’ Hinata was back at one top of you in a flash, rolling a condom onto his hard length. You didn’t get how he was so damn fast.
You both let out content sighs as Hinata pressed into you. Hinata fucked you hard and fast. He just couldn’t hold himself back when he felt your velvety walls wrapped around him. You were not surprised by his energy in the slightest, but you were surprised by his strength.
“Nngh- Hinata! Right there,” you moaned. You wrapped your legs around him, keeping him close to you. With just a few more heavy thrusts, your orgasm was milking his cock. Hinata’s head fell back while he filled the condom with his release. A mixture of a moan and a whine slipped from his parted lips. 
When you were both redressed, Hinata was already asking for a toss to see if worked. You couldn't help but laugh. Only Hinata would be thinking about volleyball after sex. You indulged him, tossing the ball, which he rocketed over the net.
“Holy shit! You were right y/n, that was so much better!’” Hinata beamed.
“I knew you could do it!” you replied, “But can I ask you not to tell anyone we just did that. If the other players found out, they may pester me to help them like that too.” Hinata agreed, happy to have his only little secret weapon for better spikes. 
6 down, 3 left.
A week or so later, Hinata and Kageyama were bickering in practice, as they do. However, Kageyama seemed more annoyed than usual, so you decided to check in with him after practice to make sure everything was okay.
“Oh, yeah Hinata’s just been... particularly annoying,” he replied, seeming oddly nervous. Or maybe uncomfortable.
“Particularly? What do you mean?”
Kageyama shifted. “Well, he's been bragging about hooking up with this girl...” You stiffened, wondering if Hinata spilled the beans.
“What about it?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even.
“I thought he was bull shitting at first because he wouldn’t tell me who it was. But then he started going into a gross amount of detail and I knew he wasn’t lying.” You let out a sigh of relief, which Kageyama misread. “I’m sorry that was probably weird to share.”
You shook your head. “Not at all. Why does it bother you so much, though?”
Kageyama blushed a little. “Well, it’s kinda of embarrassing, but Hinata and I compete about everything. He’s hooked up with 4 girls this year and I’ve only 3.  I guess it’s kinda fucked up to compete over that.” No more fucked up then your own competition, you thought.
“Not at all,” you assured him, “Friends do shit like that all the time. I’m sure those girls would have hooked up with you both either way.” In your case with Hinata, you knew it was true. They were nice, good looking guys, who wouldn't want to? “Why don’t you tell Hinata you hooked up with someone else.”
“Lying would be so lame. If he realized, I’d never live it down,” Kageyama replied.
“Who said you had to lie?”
Kageyama’s brows furrowed then raised when he realized what you mean. “Are you saying...”
“I’m saying, we hook up and then you can tell Hinata you’re back to being tied without lying,” you finished for him. “We don’t have to tell anyone either. Hinata not telling you is the perfect excuse to not tell him. He won’t have to know it was a favor.”
“Seriously? Are you sure y/n? I didn’t tell you to make you feel like you had to,” Kageyama replied. He was trying to be polite but you could tell the wheels were already spinning in his head.
“I’m sure. I’d do it even if it wasn’t for a favor.” Kageyama blushed. 
“Thank you so much.” No, thank you, you thought.
And so a few days later you found yourself in Kageyama’s dorm, sitting on his lap with your back pressed to his front. An interesting request, but you didn’t deny it. And now you were very glad you didn’t
“Fuck Kageya- oh,” your voice was a strangled moan as he played with your pussy. His calloused fingers moved expertly over your most sensitive spots. You felt almost like his opponent. You could tell he was observing you closely, noting every spot that made you tick. The whines that escaped your lips meant he found the perfect pressure to rub your aching clit. Your hips bucking showed him the sweet spot inside you that drove you crazy.
“You like that?” it was more of a statement than a question, really. He knew you loved it. All you could do was nod. Kageyama had both of his arms wrapped around you from behind. His middle two fingers on one hand plunged into your pussy, pressing your g spot. The other hand rolling your clit, driving you crazy. 
If it didn’t feel so good, you’d almost be embarrassed at how fast you came. Kageyama felt it immediately, letting you fuck yourself on his fingers. You ground against him, his erection pressing into your ass. It made you both desperate for more.
“Need you,” you gasped, reaching back to give him a squeeze through his pants. Kageyama groaned deliciously before pulling his sweats down just enough to free himself. He was riding high from just making you cum and couldn’t wait to feel your walls squeezing him. After he rolled the condom on, he angled your hips back so he could slide in. 
“Fuck,” he hissed. Even better than he imagined. You couldn’t help but immediately start rolling your hips. Kageyama sat back a moment, watching you fuck yourself on his cock. He squeezed your hips and ass, keeping your rhythm steady as you rocked your hips. 
He spread your ass a little, a gasp escaping your lips as you feel him spit on you. You did not expect that from Kageyama. His thumb circled the tight rim of your ass before pressing inside.
You cried out something incoherent as the pleasure you felt heightened. Each roll of your hips felt extra intense, now that he occupied both holes. As if that wasn’t enough, Kageyama reached forward to toy with your clit again. Your body surged with pleasure as you squeezed around his cock and thumb. Even as your orgasm hit, the pleasure didn’t subside. If anything it was build and -
“Oh god,” you whine as a gush of release left you. The composure Kageyama had been holding crumbled at the sight. He groaned, burying his face in your neck as he came. Even lost in his own pleasure, he never faltered, letting you ride out your high completely. You didn’t move from his lap when you finished, not trusting your legs to hold you. “Holy shit Kageyama,” was all you could manage.
“Was that good?” This time the question sounded genuine. You almost laughed, as it sounded like how he asked the spikers if they liked his set.
“Very good.”
Two to go.
You debated saying fuck the whole competition and going back to Kageyama for seconds. It wasn’t against the rules, technically, but your competitive spirit kept you from straying from the goal. Besides you really wanted that $500. Still, you hadn’t pursued either Sugawara or Daichi yet, knowing you’d have to be careful with them. They weren't as easily... won over as the others. Little did you know, Sugawara had his sights set on you, 
“Hey, y/n, need any help?” he asked. You were in the team’s storage room, taking account of all the equipment. It was part of your job to make sure everything was in good shape and put in orders for more as needed. Normally, your friend and co-manager helped you with the task, but she was sick, leaving it to you.
“That would be great, if you don’t mind,” you replied. Sugawara joined in organizing and taking stock of everything. The two of you chatted easily as you worked. Sugawara was one of your favorite players on the team. He was incredible kind and you appreciated his sense of humor.
“Hey, y/n, have you ever had like a bucket list? Or something like that?” Sugawara asked. 
“Sure there’s a list of things I’d like to do,” you replied. “Why do you ask?”
“Well... I’ve always thought it would be fun to hook up with someone in the team room. I guess that makes me a stereotypical jock, huh?” 
You laughed. “Oh? So did you only offer to help in hopes of getting laid?”
“No I swear, I didn’t,” he laughed, “But this does look pretty bad now.” 
“It’s all good,” you replied, “I’d be happy to help.” If only he knew how much he was help you.
Suga smiled. “I promise I’ll make it worth it.” He pressed you agains the wall, gently, and kissed you. You welcomed his soft, warm lips. His kiss was sweet and soft, but there was a hunger behind it that made your stomach flip. The next thing you knew, Suga was on his knees.
“Can I?” his warm, brow eyes looking up at you pleadingly. You nodded and he hooked his fingers into your leggings sliding them off you. Suga put one leg over his shoulder, placing a soft kisses on your inner thigh. Once he’d teased you enough, he went for your pussy. He had a gentler approach, almost like making out with your cunt, but it still drove you wild.
“Suga,” you let out a content sigh. Your hands tangled in his hair, pushing him further into you. Suga hummed approvingly, loving the pretty noises you made. Your leg went weak as Suga sucked on your clit, but his grip kept your firmly upright.
“Cum for me, pretty,” Suga murmured. With the flick of his tongue you did just that. Breathless moans fell from your lips as a warm surge of pleasure filled you.  The second you finished you were pulling Suga up to kiss. You tasted yourself on his lips, kissing him deeply. Your hands went to his shorts, pulling at them. Suga chuckled at you. “Lemme.” 
He pulled a condom out of his pocket before slipping his cock out. You hugged him tightly as he pushed into you. Suga rocked into you slowly at first. You kissed his neck, murmuring how good it felt. Suga hooked his hand under your knee, pressing it up so he can get deeper. The angle urged a moan from you that made his cock ache. “Feel good?”
“Yes,” you gasped into his neck. You dug your nails into him as you reached the limits of your sensitivity. He continued as he felt your pussy tightening around him. He was panting and moaning in your ear, a sound you could only describe as pretty.
“That’s it let go for me,” he urged. You couldn't help but comply, your body going slack as your second orgasm washed over you. Sugawara sounded even prettier when he was cumming. His hips stuttered as he released, holding you close. You held each other as you caught your breath.
“This will stay between us, right?” you asked.
Suga smiled. “It will be our little secret.”
Just one left.
It was spring break and the end of the school year was on the horizon. You had a lot of big assignments due at the end of the year, opting to stay on campus to get them done. You found out Daichi was doing the same, leaving him alone at the team house for a week. You knew this was probably your only shot.
You offered to work with him so he wouldn’t be alone at the house, which he happily accepted. You spent the days being each others moral support getting through your tough assignments and insuring the other person took breaks. It did help a lot, Daichi was good at keeping you on task and you were good at helping him not over stress himself. It was the last night of break and you both finally finished your assignments. The relief was palpable, but so was the tension. You got the sense that Daichi was flirting with you at times, but he was hard to read. You were anxious to finally finish your other assignment. You knew if it didn’t happen now, it probably wouldn’t at all. 
“So how should we celebrate?” you asked. You were sitting on this counter, swinging your legs idly. 
Daichi looked at you, catching something suggestive in your voice. “Sounds like you have an idea.” He held your gaze in a way that felt like an invitation.
“Well, I have been thinking about something...” you trailed off, smirking a little.
Daichi stepped closer to you. “Oh? And what is that?” 
You leaned forward slightly, which drew Daichi closer to you. “Might be easier to show you.”
“I hope you do.” He was standing between your leg then. There was only another beat of tense silence before you pulled him in. He gripped your hips, kissing you deeply. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting Daichi control the kiss. “Wrap your legs around me.” When you did, Daichi lifted you off the counter.
He carried you to the bedroom, placing you gently on the bed. You continued to kiss as clothing came off. Daichi slipped his fingers between your legs, sliding them into your pussy. He pumped them into you, stretching your pussy and making it slick. “You want more?” he asked against your lips. 
You nodded and he pulled a condom out of his bedside table. He put it on positioned himself between your legs. Daichi was really thick, maybe thicker than Asahi. Even with him fingering you, it was a stretch. “Fuck you’re tight,” he groaned as he bottomed out. He kissed and sucked your tits as he snapped his hips against yours. Once you got used to it, the stretch felt good. Your hips bucked up to meet his, pressing him deeper inside you
“S’big,” you whimpered. Daichi pressed on your lower stomach, heightening the sensation of him inside you. His thumb went down to your clit, rubbing circles over it. Your back arched of the bed as a surge of pleasure seized you. Not just pleasure, pleasure and triumph. Your orgasm was heightened with the satisfaction of winning the bet. 
Daichi fucked you through your orgasm until his own took him over. He groaned into your, slowing his thrusts to enjoy every last moment.  He pulled out when you both finished, rolling over on the bed next to you. “Well I am significantly less stressed now.”
You laughed. “Same.” He had not idea how much stress he just took off your plate. “Would it be okay if we didn’t tell anyone, though? The guys on the team are kinda immature. If they found out...” You let him fill in the blanks of his teammates finding out he hooked up with the manager. He absolutely did not want that mess to happen.
“Absolutely. It stays between us.” 
Success.
A few days later you sat with your friend in your dorm filling her in and counting your cash. “I still can’t believe you did it.”
“I know, honestly I’m impressed with myself.”
“Okay but I have to know, how did they do?” You friend has asked you for details along the way, but you insisted on saving it for the end. 
“Let me preface this by saying they were all good, and I would hook up with any of them again,” you stated. You explained that Yams was last, mostly just because of his inexperience. You would, however, not mind being with him again one on one and really rocking his world. 
“You’re gonna scare the poor guy,” your friend commented.
You grinned, “I think he’d like it. Anyways...” In a surprising turn of events, Daichi was next.
“No way.”
“Yeah I mean it wasn’t bad, but he needs to do more foreplay,” you explained.
“Fair enough.” 
Next way Asahi, another surprisingly low 3rd year. You explained that he lost points for cumming quick, but the way he whimpered and moaned was hot so you couldn’t be that mad about it. Next came Tsuki, who you wished could be lower, but alas it was good. 
“And his dick was really big. Like the biggest on the team.”
Your friend laughed. “No wonder he’s so cocky.” 
Tanaka was next. A solid fuck, no complaints.
“He is super into boobs.”
Your friend rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I think anyone who’s ever met him coulda told you that.” 
Next was Suga. “He’s just like... so sweet dude. It was almost kinda romantic.”
“You really need to go on more real dates if you think fucking in the team storage closet is romantic.”
You laughed, “I swear it was! He was best of the third years by far.”
Next was Hinata. “You did WHAT in the gym?” your friend questioned.
“Yeah, I know, I know. Kinda crazy.”
“Very crazy. But please go on.”
“Unsurprisingly, he had tons of energy. But I was surprised by how good he was. I should’ve known better than to underestimate him.”
Next was Nishinoya. “He was so good. And so eager. I just know he’d be super fun in bed the more you get with him.”
“You sure it’s not your crush talking?”
“Shut up. This is all totally objective scientific work.”
“Wait... so does that mean... Kageyama?”
“Yes!” You told her about how he took you by surprise. That he was amazing with his hands and knew exactly how to work you up. And that he made you squirt.
“No fucking way.” 
“Believe me, I was shocked too.” 
You spent the rest of the night gossiping over the experiences and who you wanted to have a round 2 with.
A/n: this was kinda a convoluted idea and I didn’t really know how to end its lmao. But hope you enjoyed tysm for reading<3
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noirflms · 8 days
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THE HOUSEHUSBAND LIFE — hq men
haikyuu men as househusbands. or haikyuu men who’d be good househusbands in general.
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— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ AKAASHI KEIJI !
he is the one who keeps track of finance in the house , keeps track of how much you should spend even if you get a six-sum salary and love spending it on him even if he doesn't like it because he wants you to save for the future.
he also pretty much cooks all sorts of dishes and morning tea made by him is served to you in bed , he is just the best. buys groceries when you're out to work , keeps the house neat and clean — it's a penthouse so it's not much work as it's not that dirty all the time — keeps track of your health and if you're pretty much not skipping breakfast or lunch cuz he's there to spoon feed you at dinner.
he's not much fan of laundry just knows he has to fold it and keep it neatly in your shared closet and is pretty much a the best husband of all ( according to your mother ).
— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ SUGAWARA KOUSHI !
he is that type of house-husband who actually takes care of the loundry more than cooking and cleaning but still cleans the house just the way you like it — organized and neatly done. he doesn't step in the kitchen for he knows he might burn whatever he cooks so you don't let him step in there , it's either you come home and cook but if your tired , it's take out time!
whenever he does laundry he has a habit of smelling the clothes before folding for he like the smell of the detergent you use and the clothing softener should be if the best company because that is kinda professional when you go to work wearing soft and clean clothes.
dusts around the house with music playing in the background and does all the cleaning while blasting Oliva Rodrigo on the amazon echo you brought so he won't have to go on connecting his phone to the Bluetooth other than that he is just the best husband you could ask for.
— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ KITA SHINSUKE !
he is the package , can cook , cleans , does laundry , keeps track of all budgets and savings , knows every nook and cranny of the house and is happy being a house-husband for you. kita buys the best clothing softener and detergent , is a man of his words for if he promises breakfast in bed for you then you get it.
he sets up the house according to a taste that suits him and you like almsot all the time after seeing it on pinterest — yes HE HAS PINTEREST and you can't change my mind — cooks the best meals like you're in heaven to be eating such delicious meals , laundry is done and the house smells like lavander and you don't know how he does that and he keep it a secret ( it's just him using scented house cleaning stuff ).
grocery shopping is done with you because it's to lonely for him to go out so it's shopping time on the weekends , he is like a stay at home mum but you love him and for god sake who wouldn't want a man like KITA SHINSUKE.
— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ YAMAGUCHI TADASHI !
you enter the house with the smell of the most delicious food being cooked and when I say delicious , it's over the top delicious. he loves cooking so much that he forgets he has to clean as well and do laundry. yamaguchi almost does everything before stepping into the kitchen and prepare a bento for you in the early morning with starting to think for dinner — even though lunch is not even thought out yet — and what to be baked when your home.
it may not seem like but he has a passion for baking good for you.
he blasts playlist made for him by you and tsukki , and does the cleaning and laundry because sometimes it's to lonely in the house , he keeps track of time and when you're gonna come so he could prepare a bubble bath and then start with the cooking so you could have been relaxed and come eat with him.
when it's a weekend , he wakes up late but the breakfast is in his hands to be cooked , and in the evening it's time for him and you to have a baking session and you cherish this baby more than anything.
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kairismess · 5 months
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Oh no no!! I was wondering something more on the fluffy and domestic side!! I really don't know what to request, but you know something where both yams and the reader are super shy (new jeans reference) and you know how yams gets so flustered JNHDJSNH HES SO LOVELYYYY <3333
But anyways! I hope it's not too much ! I'd love anything tbh tumblr doesnt appreciate this cinnamonroll 💔
-- love, yamaguchi anon! (can I be🤍 anon?)
it's nothing special. — yamaguchi tadashi x shy!reader
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🏐 genre: fluff with a side of soggy fries ~
✒️ word count: 477
💭 summary: you and yamaguchi are both quite easily embarrassed, but for yamaguchi to hear you praise him about something he worked hard on? you've got him melting into a puddle for you.
🍥 author's note: AHHHH OFC MY LOVELY !! truessss, poor yams doesn't get that much content of him :(( I'D LOVE TO WRITE FOR HIM AND UR REQ !!
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💭 yamaguchi tadashi knows how to crochet . . .
your eyes shone and your lips parted at the sight of the chubby little knitted frog seated on your desk with the dopiest grin on its face and the sweet little black bead eyes it had on its head. yamaguchi was a little nervous, you were staring at it for quite some time now. "so, u-um... is it any, uh..." "...it'd adorable, yamaguchi." you whispered, giggling under your breath. you gently squeezed its stomach, gasping a little at how soft its belly was. "i-it's so fluffy!" you exclaimed, very flustered, yet in awe at yamaguchi's prowess for crocheting.
yamaguchi's freckled face erupted into a blushing frenzy, a darling smile on his curved lips as he fidgeted with his fingers, those very same fingers that tirelessly worked on this little frog guy for you. "n-no way! i actually, um... i was actually worried it wouldn't be that good, but... i'm glad you like it." he gushed, his smile widening, his pearly whites showing, lighting up the whole room with his innocent sweetness radiating and warming up the space between you two. it made you a lot more shy now, seeing the boy you adored get all uneasy yet so happy to hear you praise him and his work.
you smiled, your eyes staring into his own that darted from every corner of the room, avoiding your gaze because he knows that if he looks into your eyes now... he might never recover from the sheer happiness and giddiness he'd get from looking into your beautiful eyes. "it's nothing special though..." "nonsense, tadashi. it's the most beautiful frog i've ever seen, and you're the most beautiful boy i've ever seen, s-so... there!" you exclaim, quite bashful at the lack of proper sense you think your statement had, but those words you uttered sent his heart into a thumping frenzy.
yamaguchi's face flared up, he looked like a bright, red, ripe tomato; he was smiling like a dork now, unable to take all the sweetness and affection you were giving him. and you, in your equally flustered daze, were also getting hot all over, unable to look him in the eye as you tried to stop yourself from grinning, squeezing the poor frog fellow in your palm, loving it and loving him even more.
you two hopeless shy romantics could only throw compliments back and forth as if you were in a volleyball rally, and honestly? this was just the way you two loved spending time with each other. nothing could ever compete his smile and your sweetness, you were both oh so perfect for each other, the little frog guy agrees as you both think of what to name it, your hands so close to each other's, your pinky fingers awkwardly brushing over the other's as you both try to keep the fluster away... and ultimately kept failing spectacularly.
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moonswolfie · 5 months
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The better fries
Yamaguchi x gn!reader
this was inspired by a conversation i had w @kairismess hehe
I haven't written anything for yams in a WHIIIILE so I'm very happy to be reviving yet another one of my boys🥺
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"So what you're saying is... soggy fries are better?" you blinked in shock at Yamauchi's confession. He nodded, slightly confused at your offended tone and reaching for another fry.
"Sorry to break it to you, but that opinion is just plain wrong." you narrowed your eyes at him and he laughed awkwardly in response.
"Crispy fries are way better! It makes me personally offended that my own boyfriend can't see that."
"Okay, okay, I get it..." he looked away nervously at how loud you were right now. Is it even such a big deal? Or are you just jokingly exaggerating your anger?
"Here, let me prove it to you." You said, placing the tip of a crispy fry in your mouth and walking over to the other side of the restaurant table where Yamaguchi was sat. He looked confused, raising an eyebrow at you.
You slowly leaned closer to him, watching as he gradually turned redder and redder. His eyebrows furrowed in half confusion half embarrasment.
"U-Um, what are- mmph!" you quickly took the opportunity to press your lips to his, slipping the crispy french fry into his mouth in the process.
It was like he was frozen in shock for a few seconds, but then he suddenly reanimated and pushed you away gently, his chest heaving as he swallowed the french fry.
You giggled at the redness of his face. "What was th-that?!" he yelled, clearly flustered out of his mind.
"See, aren't crispy fries better?" you smiled innocently at him, knowing he won't be able to reply for a solid 5 minutes.
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sorry to any soggy fry enjoyers lmaoo
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btdemaru · 6 months
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New kid
(Yamaguchi Tadashi x oblivious M!reader)
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Notes : reader uses male pronouns (he/him) and this is also requested in my inbox but i lost it.
Warnings : -
Being a transfered student at Karasuno High School isn't really all sunshine and rainbows, being an average catching up with the semester and assignments with the materials you barely know about is no doubt difficult. Picking your hobbies and clubs is much easier, Despite how fun the , you're pretty nervous about the people who are joining them.
Keishin Ukai (烏養 繫心) is one intimidating coach when you first walk in the room, but nevertheless he told the other members to treat you well. Soon enough you've made friends with all of them!
The members could describe you as clueless or even ignorant when it comes to romance and relationship or even jokes (Tsukishima's sarcasm lmao) and it frustrates Tadashi to no end, it's obvious he likes you.. why cant your big brain figure that out already?? Even the vice-captain of the volleyball club tried helping but it's helpless.
Even though you bonded with with almost everybody there, a certain freckled boy has caught your attention. But you didn't really took it seriously knowing he's much closer to the very sarcastic salt shaker known as Tsukishima kei (月島 蛍). But what you didn't know is that the adorable freckled boy is also interested, very interested in fact.
The times where he helped you do the work around the club with him, cleaning the floors, putting the net on, rolling it back, collecting the scattered vollyballs and much more. He tries mustering up the courage to ask you out but when he did you only took it as a friendly lunch and even invited the others to join which clearly upsets him. But nevertheless he was patient, this time he waited for everyone to go home before catching up to you "[m/n] wait!" Said tadashi as he ran to you making you turn around to see who called "oh? Yamaguchi,What's up?" You stopped your tracks to wait for him as you walked together side by side. There was a good minute of total awkward silence but Tadashi broke it by asking— "well i was thinking, perhaps we could go for dinner? It's on me, I h-have something to discuss.." it was a bit strange that he couldn't look at you while he asked but it's a free meal so who are you to deny.
Both of you find a typical shokudo and sit down somewhere far from the center. It's clear as day that Tadashi seems nervous and fidgety but you couldn't think of a reason why, he finally spoke everything that's been bottled up "I've taken an interest in you ever since you've joined Karasuno, I've been hinting and showing signs but you wouldn't pick it up so— i decided to tell you tonight"
"willyoubemyboyfriend?"
(will you?)
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ninapi · 3 months
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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ A Perfect Circle ╝
Premise: When you like the guy who likes the guy that likes you, things get a little out of hand, when a triangle becomes a circle not just one gets hurt.
Word Count: 2266
Note/warning: in this series I'm going for a bit of punk Yamaguchi, even if it isn't cannon is just my personal favorite, lol. Also he's bi here, so you've been warned, while this is not full blown yaoi or anything of the sort it does have mention of feelings for the same sex. Nothing hardcore, reader is female.
Chapter 1: Midnight Kisses
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College wasn’t easy, your time off was basically non-existent, if you had any it was mostly to complete your assignments or study for a test, that of course plus the time you had to spend in your part-time at a local coffee shop.
So when your classmate, friend and crush, asked you for help doing his hair, you had to call in sick and forgo sleeping the night before to finish an assignment just so you could hang out with him at his dorm, of course, he doesn’t know any of this.
Yamaguchi Tadashi sits beside you every Thursday in finance class. 
For a while, that was all there was to say about him being in your life, however, his shy demeanor and cool appearance managed to captivate your heart from day one.
The transition from classmates to friends was fairly painless, he was funny and smart, you enjoyed his company a lot and he did as well, you were caring, helpful and smarter than him, meaning you could help him study. Great foundations for a friendship, if it wasn’t for his stupidly good looking face and those cute freckles that don’t even let you go a night without dreaming of them.
Thinking of confessing was pretty much not an option though, as when you became friends you got to learn he’s had an all time one sided crush on his best friend since high school and that friend happened to be his own roommate.
And a guy.
While it did break your heart for a while, you noticed he did like girls after all, he was open minded and gender was not one of his concerns when choosing a partner. So it wasn’t all lost, at least not for you, one sided crushes get old, and if the right person for you comes to your life they can turn to dust. Or that’s what you told yourself at least, to find motivation.
Yamaguchi had invited you over to his dorm a couple of times already and you met this other guy before, while you could appreciate his good looks and how tall he was, he didn’t seem at all like the most lovable guy out there, they barely had a conversation and it was mostly one sided as well, just like their entire relationship. It did make you feel bad for him, but it also made your heart shine with hope. He didn’t seem so hard to defeat and Yamaguchi certainly deserved better than that.
You arrived earlier than expected to his apartment, ended up taking a taxi afraid of being late and Yamaguchi was still on his way back from school; his roommate opening the door for you.
“Um, hi! I’m Yamaguchi-kun’s friend, is he back already? I’m supposed to help him with something today.” the tall blonde just moved to the side of the door letting you into their shared small home.
“He’ll be home soon, stuck in traffic.” he just nodded towards the couch motioning for you to just sit there and wait like a good girl, quietly. But where’s the fun in that?
“Tsukishima-san right?” unwillingly he just nodded once more, unplugging the kettle from the wall.
“Tea?”
“Thank you, that would be lovely.” Tsukki wasn’t used to this type of sunny smiles, while he does have women chasing his every step, he manages to kick them all away as fast as possible; none of them ever caught his eye nor made him want to even chat with them.
But this time was different. He’s heard a lot about you from Yamaguchi and he feels like he already knows you, as weird as that sounds, he didn’t feel uncomfortable around you and that was definitely new.
“I have some fancy fruit tea my mom brought the other day, would you like to try that or green tea is fine?” why was he even bringing this out? He hasn’t even thought of this damn tea for weeks, but now he was suddenly very aware of all the snacks around the house that girls might enjoy.
“Oh I love fruity tea!” a small smile crept over his face, one that could creep someone out if seen up close, but thankfully you didn’t notice. 
“It’s a berry one…is that fine?”
“Yeah that’s lovely, thank you! You’re nicer than I thought you were.” chuckling, you nervously played with the tips of your hair, while you knew you’d be safe with him, this was pretty much the first time you talked to one another and were completely alone in the house just the two of you at the moment.
“Oh? Nah, you got it right, I’m not nice…” sighing, Tsukki shook his head while preparing your tea, then he brought out a tin with cute looking cookies which were not his in the slightest, yet he set a few on a small plate and handed it over to you along with a steaming mug of delicious smelling goodness.
“I mean…just look at those cookies and fancy tea! If you weren’t nice you would have left me here on my own and stay in your room eating all this goodness by yourself.” you were so delightful, he didn’t even think it was possible for a girl to be this nice to be around. No obnoxious questions or loud laughter, no flirting. Your smiles seemed real, you were truly enjoying his treats and company, no insults were needed, he could get used to this even if that on its own was a terrifying thought.
“Alright you got me, just don’t tell anyone…would hurt my reputation...” he laughed quietly and this made you smile even more. He wasn’t as bad as you thought and that was an understatement, he was actually nice and you didn’t mind one bit sharing some of your time with him.
A little under thirty minutes passed before Yamaguchi finally arrived home. He came in panting heavily, his face red with excertion as he kicked his shoes off and ran inside. “(Y/N)?”
“Yams! I’m here in your kitchen!” confused, he walked over to where your voiced echoed from, and was welcomed by a rare sight, Tsukki was sitting next to you on the other stool, both of you holding a mug in between your hands and eating some cookies while talking about turtles. Why turtles though? What did he miss? Was Tsukki smiling just now? He had so many questions.
“Are those…my cookies…?” he let out a loud gasp, an evil looking smirk covering Tsukki’s face immediately. “Can’t give her just tea, you know…I don’t own cute food….” he wasn’t mad at him for giving away his cookies, not at all, in fact he was enjoying how cute you looked with that bunny shaped cookie pressed to your rosy lips, a great use of the cookies he won at the convenience store lottery. What threw him off a bit was that Tsukki had just taken them without asking first, is something he’s never done before at least not with things like that.
“I’m leaving, have practice.” he got up from the stool, though not without giving you a soft smile and a nod before doing so, a rare sight indeed.
“Yeah….um (Y/N) is staying for the night. I think I told you already, but that’s fine right?” a part of him wished he’d get angry, jealous even, he wanted him to look his way, to feel threatened by the lovely girl spending the night with him; and he unexpectedly did look jealous, quite a lot I would say, but not for the same reason he wanted to.
“Yeah it’s fine, I left the air mattress on the couch so she can sleep better there.” when Yamaguchi looked towards the couch the front door could be heard being closed shut as Tsukki left the apartment, startling you, yet what startled Yamaguchi wasn’t the  loud bang but the fact that Tsukki hadn’t just pulled out the air mattress for you, but also set up two pillows, sheets and a fluffy blanket, his fluffy warm beloved blanket, one not even Yamaguchi has gotten to touch before. Just what on earth did he miss?
Deciding on ignoring his friend’s confusing behavior he went back to you who immediately fed him a bunny cookie as to distract him from the entire ordeal, which earned a smile and a giggle from him.
“Thanks, I needed that. Sorry I came home so late I tried getting here faster but the traffic was awful..”
“Don’t worry, I didn’t have to wait for long and that tea was lovely~
So what did you need my help with?”
Yamaguchi’s hair has been getting longer and he wanted to do something fun with it before he had to cut it all off for his internship next year, “Oh yeah! Can you help me bleach the underside of my hair? I suck at it…”
“Sure! Just bleach? Or are you going to color it too?” Yamaguchi truly enjoyed the simplicity of this conversation. It was always like this with you, everything was so warm and cozy, lots of laughs and lingering looks, it felt different for some reason, like the entire opposite of the way how Tsukki is with him, he felt wanted.
“Just bleach for now. I think it’ll look cool. I also have been browsing online for tattoo artists, wanted your opinion with that too.” It’s been in his mind lately how he wanted to do something liberating, something that would mark a milestone, the day he decides to move on from Tsukki, to finally confront reality and be with someone who truly appreciates him and wants to be by his side, romantically, hopefully that person would be you.
“Oh show me, show me! Do you have an idea of what you want already?” scooting closer to him, you looked like a cute little girl trying to look at his screen, it was endearing, made him want to squish your face and made his heart skip a beat or two at the closeness.
“Just some lettering…though still not sure what I want it to say…maybe on my wrist, something I could cover if I wear long sleeves.”
“Oh this one looks nice!” the picture featured stylized lettering with butterflies on top of some letters of the word to accentuate the fancy turns and swishes, making it look like a fairytale title in some book. “Shall we get matching tattoos? It’s such a pretty style!”
This made Yamaguchi blush, his heart fluttering, while he hated the idea of matching tattoos within couples, it was such a pure hearted request it made him smile at the thought of sharing something like this with you.
“You mean like the very same phrase or like you have one half and I have the other?” 
“I was thinking of the first one but I must admit the second one sounds even more cute.” you were blushing too, both of you were sporting a lovely pinkish skin tone, as you both smiled at each other like fools.
“Then lets do it! How about the lyrics of a song we both like? Would be more meaningful and only us two would know what is it about.” this was exciting, you honestly didn’t think he’d say yes, that’s usually reserved for couples, but you weren’t going to complain, is what you wanted after all.
You spent the entire night listening to your favorite bands and taking notes on phrases you both would find meaningful or interesting, eating some pizza and laughing at each other’s silliness until both ended up falling asleep on top of each other on the couch after his hair was done. 
Yamaguchi opened his eyes first and noticed how you were dozing off on his shoulder. Your hand was fisting the side of his shirt while you nuzzled his arm like a cute tiny kitten. Made him want to kiss you, and that wasn’t normal for him. Since he remembers he’s only liked Tsukki, only wanted to kiss him, only wanted him. But you were making his heart burst every few seconds and you made him feel excited about the littlest things, life was brighter, happier, it was something he didn’t want to loose next semester if you end up in different classes. He wanted to move on with his life, to bring you as much happiness as you brought for him.
Unconsciously, he leaned closer and closer until your faces were only inches away, his nose pressed to yours, as he glanced down at you with a loving gaze.
His nose tickled yours and made you stir, though having him this close meant this was certainly a dream right? Why else would he be at a kissing distance? For sure a dream, so why not enjoy it…?...closing the short distance, you pressed your lips to his and he kissed you back right away without hesitating. It was a soft kiss, loving, tender, yet quite intense; lips molding with each other, hands gripping clothing and hair, cute mewls and little moans leaving each other’s lips every few seconds. In all truth you have no idea how long this kiss was, but as soon as the kitchen clock announced midnight, a loud horrified gasp and the front door slamming shut could be heard, Tsukki had come back from practice a bit latter than expected tonight and had witnessed the tail end of the passionate encounter.
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Haikyuu Incorrect Quotes PT1
Yamaguchi: Why are your tongues purple?
Y/N: We had slushies. I had a blue one.
Tsukishima: I had a red one.
Yamaguchi: oh
Yamaguchi:
Yamaguchi: OH
Hinata:
Hinata: You drank each other's slushies?
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My favorite Haikyuu boys reacting to you sending “he is gone now you can come over” as a prank <333
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“Have you ever fell in love with someone before?” You asked Yamaguchi. You two have been friends with each other for a while now, a year after him and Tsukishima became friends actually. He encouraged you to join the tennis team in high school and god where you glad you gave in and joined.
Volleyball and Tennis practice ends at the same time allowing the two of you to walk home together, “ah.. I don’t think so.. I mean I’ve had crushes on people but I don’t think it’s ever been love?” He responded, thinking deeply about the question.
“How about you?” He asked. “Basically the same thing that you said.. how is love even supposed to feel like? All those romcoms make it seem like if you’re unlocking an undiscovered emotion..” you explained, making him laugh. Your heart skipped a beat. “You’re right.. but everyone says love is crazy, not only because it makes you crazy for the person you like but it’s crazy to try and understand love in general” He explained a little flustered.
“Either way people make being in love so fun. Doing all those cute couple things.. it’s cute” You confessed, looking up at the flickering light of the lamppost. “Can’t believe they still haven’t changed out the light” you added, Yamaguchi agreed.
“It’s been a week or so since it’s been like that right?” He asked and you confirmed. The two of you looked at the lamppost noticing that the flickering was becoming more rapid and the white outside cover turned a light red, was that normal?
Soon enough the lamppost exploded. Yamaguchi was quick to use his book bag to cover the two of you, you tapped his back. “Yama.. you know we’re pretty far from the lamppost right?” You told him, he hummed in agreement. “So then the glass most likely wouldn’t have hit us, right?” You added and he put his book bag down, although the light of the street went out you could tell he was blushing from embarrassment.
“You never know” he said awkwardly, and you couldn’t help but laugh. Taking out your phone and using your flashlight to see how far the glass did end up getting and like you said, wasn’t too close to the two of you. Although it was sweet that he went out of his way to keep you safe. “It was a reflex!” He stated embarrassed.
“Just wait until Tsukishima hears about this” You teased him and he quickly became defensive, begging you not to share his embarrassing reaction to the most judgmental guy in the school.
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Ur tags on that um uh brat post.... Yams...... omgkrkgkfkfngnfjgnodkfo ur BRANE
(in reference to this post)
yamaguchi tadashi x afab!reader, 0.5k words warnings: use of force (but no violence), mention of body hair, spit, clit pinching. nsfw — minors do not interact.
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yamaguchi snaps on your ninth attempt.
it wasn’t even your intention to turn the tide this way; you just wanted some of his attention for a bit while he studied. he’s had his full concentration on his textbook the entire morning—what’s the point of inviting you over, on a day where there’s no one at home and there’s a fresh strip of condoms in his bedside drawer, if he’s not going to fuck you?
so on your ninth attempt where you drape yourself across his back, feeling him up under his shirt and tweaking his nipples and whining into his neck, he snaps.
in a flash of white and brown and blue, yamaguchi’s room warps before your eyes and you find yourself flat on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, before your boyfriend pokes his head into your line of vision.
“h-how many times?” he hisses, a blush crawling up his neck and tinting the tips of his ears.
“huh?” you shoot back, breathless from being flipped over so quickly.
your eyes stray from yamaguchi’s face to the curve of his bicep, straining against his tight white tee with the effort of pinning you down. sometimes you forget just how strong he is, but now—now you remember.
“hey, look at me. don’t make me ask again.”
your eyes flit back to your boyfriend, bewildered. he’s never spoken to me like this before, you note, and a lick of heat coils in your lower abdomen at the way his eyes darken and his brows furrow handsomely.
“how many times have you bothered me today?”
“i— it wasn’t on purpose. i didn’t know i was disturbing you,” you responded meekly, shifting under him.
his grip on your wrists tighten almost painfully. “you’re making excuses now. i’m asking one more time—how many times have you bothered me today?”
“…nine.”
“nine, huh?”
yamaguchi lets go of your wrists, and the look he shoots you made you know better than to move from where he wanted you.
one hand slams itself down on the bed besides your face and you wince at the whoosh of air that rushes by to your left.
his expression remains unreadable, eyes trained on you intensely, as his other hand slides down past the waistband of your cotton shorts, of your panties, to the fluff of hair down below.
“nine times too many,” he mumbles, and his expression softens ever so slightly before he crashes his lips to yours. the kiss was nothing like your usual ones—this kiss was all teeth and tongue, with so much spit that you’re left choking in surprise.
“if you want attention,” your lover starts when he pulls back, swiping away the thick line of saliva that connects his bottom lip to yours, “i’ll give it to you.”
the hand in your pants dips between your already-slick folds to pinch your clit roughly. you wince, and then squeal in pain when yamaguchi twists your sensitive nub.
a tinge of concern shadows his expression at your cry, but disappears as quickly as it came when he sees the way your pupils dilate lustfully.
“nine orgasms and i’m not done studying yet,” yamaguchi muses. “let’s hope your body can keep up, dearest.”
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I wanna be somebody to you
Yamaguchi x reader
Rated E 18+ MDNI
Chapter 1: Pathetic
“Mr. Tsukishima!” A few girls call down from the stands to Tsukki, waving and blushing.
“Wow, Tsukki,” Tadashi chuckles as Tsukishima wipes his face with a towel, sweaty after a match. “Must be nice to have your own fan club,” he shakes his head, looking up at the giggling girls.
“It’s annoying,” Tsukki sighs, ignoring them and walking off the court to the locker rooms, leaving Tadashi to wait for him.
It’s only been a year since Tsukishima has been with the Frogs and Tadashi has noticed a steady uptick in his popularity, gaining the attention of cute fan girls and boys. It almost made him reconsider getting back into the sport, almost.
It definitely helped that he was known as Number 17’s best friend throughout the court, though, because that meant that Tsukishima’s fan club would come up to him ask him about Tsukki when they were too nervous to talk to the player himself.
That’s where Tadashi shined. All of the years knowing and being at Tsukki’s side gave him inside access to the middle blocker and all of the pretty girls and cute boys would ask him all sorts of questions.
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first date — tadashi yamaguchi.
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contains: teeth-rotting fluff <3 gn!reader
a/n: i wrote this while listening to lilac by iu 🫶🏻 i think it would fit for this reading if u enjoy this type of song !! sorry for my shitty english 💀💀
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refreshing. you got a new perfume called "first date" and this was the best description for it: refreshing. it smelled like a summer afternoon. well, the name couldn't be more appropriate for today. you, finally, got a date with the boy you've been in love for so long, tadashi. the day he asked you out was like a dream. you were in class, packing your thinks to go and he approached you: "hi" tadashi said "i would like to know if you want do go out with me tomorrow, after school. we could huh- we could go get ice cream". you were almost dying of happiness, but you tried to stay calm. "sure" you answered him "i would like to".
today the day has finally come, and you couldn't pick your outfit. after a long time deciding, you went for a light purple outfit. you were finally done, know you just had to wait for tadashi to come pick you up.
you hear knocks on the door and your heart starts beating faster. "hi, it's me" you hear his voice. you open the door and he gives you a kiss on cheek. looking into his face, you can see he got red. like, really red. "let's go?" he asks. and you both start to walk, going to the ice cream shop. talking about whatever comes to your mind, laughing about stupid things, making jokes about everything. you always liked tadashi, but you'd never imagine that you would get along so well.
at the end of the date, he tells you he wants to show you something. "i promise it's worth it" he says. and it is. he shows you the most beautiful sunset you've ever seen. sitting on the grass, he looks in your eyes. "you're so pretty". he says, holding your hand, wanting more. "can i- huh" you nod. and he kisses you. his lips are soft like clouds and his kiss felt comforting. he smells really good, like green apple.
after the sun goes down, he walks you home. "thank you for today" you say "i really enjoyed it". he hugs you. "oh, i also got this for you". it's a bouquet. a bouquet of syringa voulgaris: the famous lilacs. "it matches your outfit. i hope you like it" he smiles. "see you tomorrow at school!". and he leaves you there, dreaming about him.
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Star Face | Yamaguchi T.
TW: Cursing
I know the fandom has been back and forth about whether Yamaguchi has freckles or acne. I like to think they're freckles but for the sake of this story, they’re acne!
Sending love to all my freckled and acne-prone readers!
(It’s not specified if you have acne/ freckles but it also doesn't say you don’t have them so this still works for all readers!)
Synopsis: Yams is insecure about his acne, so you introduce him to skin care.
Words: 3155
‘Yamaguchi Tadashi’ read in the notebook in front of you.
The notebook sat lonely on the concrete steps. You picked it up and turned to the first page to see if you could identify how to return it. You had nothing better to do during lunch, so why not.
‘Yamaguchi Tadashi, class 4-1’. Perfect.
You made your way back to the year 1 hallway. You yourself were in class 1-5, so finding class 1-4 was no challenge.
You walk through the already-opened sliding door. You had an idea of what he looked like, being on the school's volleyball team and best friends with Tsukishima. You weren’t the biggest Tsukishima fan, but it’s hard not to know who he is when more than half your female class finds him attractive.
You spot him sitting at his desk talking to a girl sitting across from him. You thought nothing of it until you took a closer look at his facial expression. Did he look… uncomfortable? Awkward? Maybe both.
You stepped close enough to eavesdrop on what the conversation was about…
“So, you think you can put in a word about me to Tsukishima?” She batted her eyes.
Is she serious?
“I don’t know…” He spoke nervously,” He’s not a fan of talking through others. It’d be better if you just talked to him yourself.”
“Please?” She begged, “I’m shy~, and you’re a nice guy, right? So you’ll tell him about me?”
“As I said, I don't know…”
“Oh come on, just because you don’t get anyone doesn’t mean you have to ruin other people's chances.” She got upset. “All I’m asking is one sentence about me? You can do that.”
“Be so fucking for real right now.” You interrupted.
“Excuse me?” She turned her head to you, looking offended.
“No because what am I hearing right now? You need a serious reality check if you think you’re getting tickets to that show.”
“We’re having a conversation here.” She tried arguing. You were taking anything she was going to spew.
“What you’re having is a one-sided convo on how your sorry ass knows she ain't shit, trying to use a guy's best friend to hook her up with him.” You told her off, “Leave him alone.”
She gave you the stink eye as she got up to go find her friends.
You sat down where she used to reside and faced the guy. He was quiet and looked shy even. Maybe more nervous than anything.
“Sorry about that,” You started, “It was too hard to watch.”
“Oh, uh, no worries.” He replied.
You set down his notebook on his desk. “I found this outside, you’re Yamaguchi, right?” You questioned, even though you were sure you had the right person. Never hurts to make sure.
“Yeah,” He answered. “That’s me. Thanks, I didn’t even realize it was missing.” He grabbed the notebook and put it in his bag.
“It’s no problem. I’m (L/N) (Y/N), but you can call me (Y/N). I’m not big on formalities.” You introduced yourself. “You’re on the volleyball team right, right?”
And that’s how it all started. A one-in-a-million chance of meeting started a beautiful yet chaotic friendship.
Now, in the present, you’ve been friends with him for almost a year. Obviously, being his friend meant you also became friends with Tsukishima and the rest of the volleyball team. Let’s just say your life became a lot more chaotic, not that you weren't here for it.
You were waiting for Yamaguchi outside his house. You found out about his extra practice at Shimada mart a few months back when you went to buy some ramen. You sometimes join him and buy him lunch in case he overworks himself.
You’d been standing there for five minutes before you got a bit worried. What was taking him so long?
You decided to take matters into your own hands and looked around for a spare house key. You finally found it under a random rock and unlocked the door.
Taking off your shoes, you made your way to his room.
“Yama?” You knocked on his door, “Yams, you there?”
You opened the door after no response. He wasn’t in his room… weird.
You walked down the hall to see light emitting from the bathroom door. You gave a knock.
“Yama?” You started, “Everything alright…?”
There was slight shuffling from the other side of the door. You heard a click, signifying he unlocked the door. You’re greeted with his figure facing you, his face slightly to the side, looking at the ground like he was trying to avoid your gaze.
“Yeah, I’m ready,” He walked past you to get his stuff, “Sorry for the wait.
As he grabbed his things, you took a better look at his face. His eyes looked slightly bloodshot and his under eyes were pink. You became worried but didn’t say anything in the meantime.
It was a silent walk there, which is unusual since you two tend to talk enthusiastically to each other. You just didn’t want to make him uncomfortable by any means so you kept quiet for now until you arrived.
“I’m gonna head out back,” He breaks the silence, “Tell Shimada I’m out practicing.”
“Yeah, sure.” You replied as you went your separate ways; he went out back and you went inside the store.
“Hello-,” He stopped once he saw who entered the doors. “Oh, hey (L/N)! What brings you here?” He placed a box of goods down in front of a shelf. No one else was in the store. Tuesdays were usually slow and today you guys didn’t have school per student holiday. You walked over to where he bent down to start stocking the shelf.
“Oh, just came over with Yamaguchi. He’s out practicing.” You answer. “Hey, Shimada… Has there been anything…off(?) with Yama?”
“What do you mean?” He asks as he looks up at you. He pickles up the now empty box and walks towards the back storage.
“I dunno,” You looked down slightly, “But he hasn't seemed like himself too much lately. I thought you might know something about that. I’d ask stingyshima but he’d tell me to mind my own business.” You ever so slightly mumbled that last comment to yourself.
Shimada faced away from you still holding the box but turned his head slightly back. “Hmm… I’m not sure. Maybe he’s down about his float serves not being how he wishes. I don't know kid, why not ask?”
Why not ask?
Gee, why didn’t you think about that
Truth be told, you wanted to, but you felt… scared? You didn’t want to put him in an uncomfortable position. But he’s your friend and you care about him. Maybe more than a normal friend should, but you wanted to know how to make him happy.
You gave a nod, letting shimada go back to work, and searched the shelves for some snacks for when you make Yamaguchi take a small break. You picked out some onigiri, water for him, and (F/D) for yourself. You paid for your goods and headed outside to see your friend on one side of the net and an empty water bottle on the other side.
He threw the ball up and hit it over the net. It was a good service, but it had just barely missed the bottle. As you looked back he has a face of defeat and irritation. You cleared your throat to get his attention. He looked over at you.
You held up the bag of goods in your hand. “Snacky time~” (As Tanaka would say)
You both took a seat next to each other against the fence as you laid the bag down. You gave him an onigiri and water and he mumbled a ‘thanks’ in return.
“Itadakimasu,” You both said as you began to eat.
Silence took over the two of you. It couldn’t take it anymore, what was up with him?
“So what's up with you?”
Well… what a way to be blunt.
“Huh?” He avoids answering, “What do you mean?”
“I mean you’ve been acting off.” You confront him. There's no backing out now. “What’s on your mind?”
He’s quiet. Like his mind is going through a million different answers and trying to carefully hand-pick the best one. You start getting self-conscious.
“Is… it me?” You ask. No, not everything is about you, but he seemed to be almost ignoring your existence today. You just wanted to help solve the problem. “I can leave if you want-”
“No, no, no!” He stops you in your tracks, “It’s not you at all, it's just that… I don't know, I- ughhhhh” He sighs and slides down the fence as his hands cover his face. You giggle at his little predicament. He let out a mumble of words.
“What? I can’t understand you like that.” You tell him while letting out a little laugh.
“Do you think… they make me ugly…?”
“What?” Your what meant different things. What “they” was he talking about? What made him ugly? How could he think he was ugly?
“My acne… does it make me look bad?” He opened a gap between his fingers to look at you. You looked at him sympathetically.
“What- of course not. Why would you ever think that?” You grabbed his arm to help scoot him back up to a sitting position. He took a bit of his onigiri and wrapped his arms around his knees to rest his head sideways to look at you.
“Because,” He sighed “When I was younger I would always get picked on for it. I got it early on in while in elementary and it hasn't gone away. I guess being friends with a guy half the female student population finds attractive, I still get self-conscious about my face….Maybe it’s dumb-”
“Of course, it’s not dumb, Yama.” You interrupt him, “I’m sorry you went through that, but I think their opinions are utter BS.” You tell him while looking at your half-eaten onigiri.
“What do you mean?” He asks
“I mean-” You stop and think, “You know what. Let’s cut practice short for today. I just made new plans.” You get up and stuff the rest of the onigiri down your throat as you get your things to go back inside.
“Wait, what do you mean?” He got up in hurry, reluctant but still followed,” Where are we going?”
“My house, dork!” You exclaimed as you picked up your pace. You said your goodbyes to Shimada and headed to your home.
You reach your humble abode and make your way to your bathroom. Yamaguchi is still in pursuit, yet utterly confused as to what you have in mind.
You reach into a drawer and pull out a large basket of products.
“What's that?” He asks as you place the basket on the counter.
(Even if you don’t have one, for the sake of the story your bathroom is bigger than the average)
“Skincare!” You exclaim, “And you are my project for today!”
“Skincare? I didn’t know you did skin care.” You said as he looked cluelessly at the products you had.
“Well, like most average human beings, my skin needs some help and I like to keep it as nice as I can!” You tell him as you look through the basket, mentally making a skin plan for the day. “And I thought it’d be fun to do it with you.”
“Are you sure… I’ve never really done this before…”
“You want to better your skin right?” You look at him as you grab two small packages. “Well, skin care is one step in the right direction! First, face masks!”
You hand him a purple package. You pull out two headbands from the basket and hand him the black one as you settle for the white one.
“You want to push all your hair out of your face before putting anything on, you don't want this stuff in your hair.” You instructed, “Nothing bad will happen, it’s just really annoying.”
He does as instructed and you pick up your bag.
“These are clay masks.” You tell him, “You spread it all over your face and let it sit for like fifteen-twenty minutes.” You open your bag and start applying it all over your face, avoiding your mouth and eyes.
He looks as you apply it. You look back at him when you're done.
“Here, let me put it on you.” You say as you take the bag and open it. You put some on your fingers and reach for his face.
“You might feel a little sting, but that’s normal.” You tell him as you apply the mask. “It just means it’s working!”
As you spread the mask on his cheeks, you speak up again. “You know the most important rule when doing skin care?”
“What?” He looked at you, waiting for an answer.
“That no matter what, whether your skin clears up completely or it only does so much, you are perfect looking just the way you are.” You smile
If you look close enough, you can see a little light in his eye turn
You finish applying the mask and you both look into the mirror. You both looked like weirdos.
“We look great!” You exclaimed, humor in your words.
He chuckled at your statement. “Well, what now? We got twenty minutes, right?” He asks.
Yeah, you did have plenty of time to do whatever else. “Well, we’re gonna be here for a while. If we want to do a thorough skin routine, it could take, like, two hours upwards.” You thought for a second, before proposing an idea, “Why don’t we start something together? Like a show or K-drama? Maybe a movie?”
“Why a k-drama specifically? Are we going to finish it?” He questioned as you went to find your laptop.
“Well, I was thinking we could turn this into something!” You pick up your laptop and head over to your bed, “Like a weekly thing if you’re cool with that though.” You slowed your speech to a quieter tone, becoming a little self-conscious.
You looked over to where he followed and he looked to be thinking. After a short wait, he gave you a reply.
“Yeah, that’d be nice.” He smiled, “Maybe let’s start with a movie for now, then we’ll have more time to figure out which k-drama we want to watch.”
“You’ve got a point.” You said, sitting down on your bed. You shifted to the side and patted the empty space next to you, motioning him to come to sit down. “Let’s watch Shrek.”
And for weeks, every Saturday night you two would get together and do skin care. You grew closer and closer, any awkwardness disappearing within a few weeks. You two ended up watching Alice in Borderland which was definitely an experience.
It was Friday after school and you were walking around a beauty store to restock on skincare products. You turn the corner to find under-eye patches when something catches your eye.
Jackpot.
Finally, Saturday arrived and you were ecstatic. For something so small you wouldn’t think you’d be this full of emotion over it.
Yamaguchi arrived around 7:00 pm as usual.
“What are you so happy for?” He asked with a chuckle.
“Can’t I be happy for no reason?” You sass back at him, leading the way to the bathroom.
Your routine goes as usual, going through masks, serums, and popcorn as you watch your show. It was nearing 10:00 and it was almost time to end your weekly session.
“No, no, no, no I can't watch!” He said while covering his eyes with his hands. You giggled at his reaction to what was happening on screen. You checked the time and decided to bring out what you’d been waiting for.
“Yo, I got one more thing before you gotta go.” You told him, getting out of your huddle position. You made your way to the bathroom and came out a few seconds later holding a little box.
“What's that?” He asks.
You hold up the small box to meet his eyes. “They’re called Star Face,” You explained, “They’re like cute little pimple patches that look like stars on your face! Isn’t that cute?!”
If you weren’t so set on looking at the box and back to him, maybe you could’ve caught sight of a light blush on the tadpole's face.
He let out a small smile, “Yeah, where'd you get them?”
“Oh, just the local beauty store.” you mentioned, “I saw them and immediately knew I had to get them for you!”
You crawl back onto your bed and sat on your knees facing him. You open the box and he goes to speak.
“Why don’t you put them on me, so I don't have to walk all the way to the bathroom to see where to place them.” He suggested.
“If you’re cool with that.” You okayed, taking a sheet out of the box.
You peeled on off and went to cover a small incoming zit he had on his cheek. He started laughing a little as your finger made contact with his skin. His laughter in turn caused you to crack up and grin.
“Stop!” You snicker, “You’re gonna make me miss-place them!”
His snorts died down and so did yours. As you place the next one, your eyes meet. The room fills with comfortable silence, yet you can’t deny there is some sort of tension between the two of you.
You reach for the third and as you look up, he leans closer. You stare at each other, inching closer bit by bit until your lips are hovering over each other by a centimeter. As you place the patch on his side, he closes the gap.
Your lips connect in a sweet manner. As he pulls away your lip chases his. You cup his face as his arms go around your waist. You stay like that for a while, taking in each other's presence, especially this close-up.
Eventually, you both pull away and once again fall into a stare. He blushes and looks away to avoid your eye contact. You smile and snuggle into his chest.
You both flop over, your heads hitting the pillows of your bed. You’re now in a cuddling position as you hug into his chest.
“That was… nice.” He said, and though you couldn’t see it, you could hear his goofy grin.
“Yeah, it was.” You say, tiredly, “So, now I gotta ask. How long have you felt this way?”
“A while, honestly.” He spoke, “I thought you were cool from the beginning, but you kept coming back to support me, the skin care was what pushed me to the edge I guess. What about you?
“I can’t exactly remember… maybe it was when I saw the passion you had for volleyball, how determined you are. But at some point, I just felt myself being reminded of you with small things and I got excited to see you.” You replied.
You both fell into a comfortable silence. All you two needed was each other.
“So,” he breaks the silence, “Are we a thing?”
You chuckle, “We can be if you wish.”
“Yeah… I do.”
And that is the story of your star-faced lover and you.
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Am I Nothing?
You were lying in your bed listening to music and surfing the social media apps on your phone.
But you had to take a break from what you were doing after a text message came to your phone.
"Look at the window"
The message was from Yamaguchi. Coming all the way to his house was not usually his habit. If he came, there must have been something important.
You did what you said. You approached the window of the room and looked down. You saw your boyfriend in front of your house door looking at your room window
You called him right away and connected your phone's speaker to your earpiece.
“Yamaguchi? What are you doing here?"
"I need to talk to you y/n"
"Sure, let's talk… did something happen?"
“Go down”
Yamaguchi was acting differently today than usual. There was no sign of your shy but lovely Yamaguchi today
"For what?" you asked curiously
“I say go down. Or I'll come to there"
"Okay wait I'm coming"
You took off your headphones. You took your jacket and went downstairs. You met her eyes
There were still thousands of question marks in your head. It had been two hours since he had left school. You dropped him off at practice two hours ago and then wished you luck and went home. What could have happened to change her boyfriend one hundred and eighty degrees in two hours?
“Yamaguchi? Tell me what happened?"
“Y/n. I want to ask you something but please tell me the truth"
"Of course. You know I would never lie to you"
He grabbed your shoulders and looked at you with both serious and depressed eyes.
“Y/n. Do you love me?"
"Where did that come from now?"
You were surprised. You still couldn't understand what had happened to your boyfriend. What had changed so that he was questioning your love for him? Was he not sure how much you loved him?
"Answer my question. Do you love me?"
"I love you"
"Well how much?"
“To die for you”
"Say it again. looking into my eyes"
You frowned and folded your arms under your chest
“Yamaguchi. Talk to me clearly. What is your intention? Why are you questioning my loyalty and love for you as if you didn't know?"
Yamaguchi was stubborn
“Y/n. Tell me to Love Me! Look into my eyes and tell me
You looked into her eyes and said quite confidently that you loved her.
“I love you more than anything in this world, Yamaguchi. You are my only cute and shy Yamaguchi. You are my whole world. Please answer my question. Why are you questioning this?"
Poor Yamaguchi's face fell. Her freckled cheeks were blushed
"I am sorry. I really…oh well, never mind”
“Yamaguchi, please tell me. What happened? I am your girlfriend. When you're bored with something, can you tell me who you're going to tell, not me?"
"Well…I guess you're right."
“Then tell me what happened. Now!"
“Okay then. After you dropped me off for training, we formed two teams and started playing matches. Since I'm also the team's reserve serve, I served Tsuki's place in another round and unfortunately my serve was unsuccessful. I almost gave a point to the opposing team. This is not the first time, you know. Anyway, Tsuki and I got hooked over this issue and I guess, in the moment of anger, his true thoughts about me came out.”
The blood had splattered into his brain. you frowned
"What did he say to you?"
“He said that I would always make the team lose points, that I was too useless to even be in reserve. Besides, I was ugly, I was incompetent. He questioned how you agreed to go out with me despite all this. He said a girl like you would only go out to play with me. The last time he told me I was nothing and left."
"I don't believe you! Did you really believe that idiot's word? Oh that boy! Can't he unable to hold his tongue at all? Dirtbag! No one can say such words to you! No one has the right to hurt you. I'm not going out to play with you! I am with you because I love you. Also, I love your beautiful freckled face and messy green hair. I'm sure if the most handsome man in the world wanted to be with me, I would still choose you. You are never a nobody! You are my only Yamaguchi. They are shallow and ignorant people who do not know what the heart is. Tsuki is one of them. We can't expect him to understand.
“Thank you y/n. Your words really put my mind at ease. Tsuki's words broke my heart so much that I can't explain. I was really sure that you loved me, and now I'm convinced once again."
He glanced at his watch and seemed to remember something he had to do.
“Oh! I have to go. We shall talk later. I will call you. See you later"
"See you later"
As he ran away, he suddenly turned to you and held out both his hands and kissed you.
"I love you"
You sent him a kiss the same way
"I love you too"
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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ A Perfect Circle ╝
Premise: When you like the guy who likes the guy that likes you, things get a little out of hand, when a triangle becomes a circle not just one gets hurt.
Word Count: 2436
Chapter 2: Jealousy
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There was a feeling Tsukishima was very familiar with regardless of how much he’d deny it.
That one feeling that claws at you so painfully that you start fearing for your life. Your blood pressure goes up, your teeth clench, even breathing becomes a task and not particularly an easy one.
While feeling it for his brother was definitely a hard battle to win, he just never thought he’d get to feel it in the safest environment he’s ever been at, by the hand of the person he trusts the most.
He’s always been the best of the two, the best at volleyball, the tallest one, the one who gets called out by sports scouts, the one to get a sports scholarship and sign a pro league contract.
But this time around he felt dirt low.
While to others he’s always going to be seen as the best, to Tsukki Yamaguchi was the toughest contender there was. He’s sweet, caring, cute, and a bunch more of adjectives he’d never for the life of his will be called by someone.
While being cute and sweet is nothing he’s ever wished to be or considered necessary, when fighting for a lady’s heart those were attributes that could easily win over his tall handsome frame.
He was scared.
Scared of knowing more of what’s going on, scared of how strongly he felt about this whole ordeal, scared of loosing the first girl he’s ever liked, scared of loosing his best friend.
Breathing turning to gasps and a dense fog clouding his brain, he threw his sports bag on their polished entrance and marched his way over to the couch.
The sight was very different for all the parties involved, for Tsukki was a terrifying yet equally arousing scene. Your eyes were glossy, just as much as your parted lips were, swollen and covered by a sheer layer of what undeniably was Yamaguchi’s saliva. Your hair out of place, the pretty hair pin you were wearing before he left for practice was hanging dangerously low by your ear, the neckline of your pretty dress completely off centered showing your deliciously looking collarbones.
Yamaguchi on the other hand looked mad, annoyed, a look he’s never seen in his friend before.
For you though, even if Tsukki was marching your way, your eyes were glued to Yamaguchi’s face.
He looked so distraught, it was pretty obvious he didn’t want to deal with this, kissing you was way more fun and he wanted to continue where you two left. His frown accentuated his freckles, making him look like a true piece of art. His tussled freshly dyed hair tangling with his piercings, there were traces of sweat on the side of his neck and his shirt has been tugged so hard by you so many times that one of his arms was now completely bare, the sleeve now barely covering his shoulder. 
But for Yamaguchi it was an oddly refreshing one. While he was annoyed, he never thought he’d feel so relieved by not feeling paniky in the presence of Tsukishima. Normally he’d be freaking out, trying to explain what was going on, making sure he wouldn’t misunderstand the situation. But there was nothing to misunderstand about this. He was kissing you, yes, heavily, on their couch. He felt like a new man, finally being liked back by someone he liked as well was a feeling like no other. Unrequited love is not fun, but he didn’t know anything else besides that until this day, and he was livid.
On one side he had the man he’s always loved clearly jealous, but on his other side he had those soft lips that fit so nicely against his own, that soft squishy body that felt so warm and welcoming in his arms. He wanted nothing more than to go back to this new heaven of his, hormone drunk Yamaguchi was a bit scary.
The moment Tsukishima reached the couch, he wrapped his large hand around your arm lifting you up from Yamaguchi’s embrace and up on your feet in a matter of seconds.
“Just what on earth are you doing, you pervert?!” his grip on your arm was so strong, but never hurting you in the slightest, his eyes throwing imaginary lasers at Yamaguchi’s face.
“Ugh…kissing the girl I like…?”
“I can see that, but do you forget where you are?”
“In my house?”
“Have some decency, will you??? What kind of guy brings a lady to his shared apartment and paws on her out in the open as if she was some kind of animal? You disgust me!” Tsukishima was huffing at this point, his face red, anger being all that was present in it at the moment, not even the tiredness of the intense practice he had just now or how late he arrived home from it affecting him at all.
Yamaguchi was beyond speechless, still very much annoyed, even more so now that he had you hidden behind his broad back like you were his property or something. But he’s never yelled at him this way, he was literally spitting venom with his every word. So much hatred could be felt from the blonde, it was overwhelming. 
“Um, Tsukishima-san? I think there’s a missunderstanding here…” removing his hand from your arm gently, you walked to Yamaguchi’s side, sitting on a little empty corner of the couch, pressing your cheek to his shoulder. “I’m doing this because I want to. I’m sorry if seeing us this way bothered you, but I swear he’s never mistreated me in anyway.” Yamaguchi’s scowl turned to a soft smile, his hand reaching for yours, it was certainly refreshing, having someone on your side no matter the circumstances.
“Well, you shouldn’t be ok with this, a girl must be treated differently, privacy and intimacy go hand in hand. This is my house too and I will not tolerate such indecency.” He walked around the living room picking up the inflatable mattress bag with one hand and the pillows and blanket with the other. “Follow me if you wish to stay tonight. Otherwise I will call you a taxi.”
Yamaguchi’s grip around your hand tightened at his words, in reality he wanted to spend the night with you, hold you in his arms all night, wake up to your beautiful smile. It was something he’s been thinking about for a while now and thought he’d get to do it tonight. 
Whispering to his ear gently you reassured him, your thumb rubbing the inside of his wrists lovingly, “I’ll see you in the morning.” A soft kiss graced his cheek and in that very moment even being yelled by Tsukishima was completely worth it.
“Sweet dreams, beautiful.” tucking a lock of hair behind your ear, he leaned closer to kiss your forehead, a lovestruck smile shining on his handsome face.
The scene was beautiful to anyone seeing from afar, but it was outright terrifying for Tsukki. He’s never seen a smile like that on Yamaguchi, and the way you were so gentle and loving towards him, it ate at his insides like evil flesh eating bacteria.
“Hurry, I don’t have all night.”
Following after Tsukishima you stepped into his room, he was plugging the air mattress getting it ready for you. “You’ll sleep here, I don’t remember when was the last time I changed my sheets, don’t want you sleep there.”
This made you chuckle, his way of worrying about you was so cute and funny, he clearly had no idea of what he was doing yet it was clear he wanted you to be comfortable and unbothered by this whole thing. “Thank you, I’ll be ok. You’re probably tired, I can take care of the rest.”
“I’m fine…” as he waited for the mattress to be completely inflated he walked around his room hanging his jacket on the wall and getting a few things from his closet.
“I’ll take the couch. So don’t even think on sneaking into Yamaguchi’s room. You’d have to walk by me to do so and I have the lightest sleep ever.” the playful glare he threw your way was amusing, he was very much still irritated but just seeing your beautiful face seemed to calm his rage.
“I won’t, don’t worry. I’m sorry you had to see something so embarrassing this late at night.”
Memories of your little moans triggered a flare of anger raging within his chest, why was he this angry? Is not like he had any right to this, yes, Yamaguchi confessed his love towards him before, but this had nothing to do with Yamaguchi, in reality he would be very much relieved by this whole situation if you weren’t the one in the receiving end, it was in this very moment he realized he was jealous, so very much jealous that it hurt his stomach, it burned, made him want to throw up.
“It’s fine…just…well I thought you deserved a better treatment….made me angry for some reason.” smiling so beautifully up at him, you handed him his pillow, “I swear he didn’t do anything without my consent. But know I appreciate your concern, I find it very cute and endearing.” 
His cheeks were blazing at this point, your beautiful eyes shining in the low light of his room and that sweet little smile of yours was the prettiest thing in this universe. 
“You’re the cute one.” It was nothing but a quiet mumble, though you heard it loud and clear, making you blush a little yet decided to pretend like you didn’t.
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When Tsukishima got out of his room he found Yamaguchi by their window, sitting on the little window bench while sipping on some tea. He looked distraught, yet awfully happy, a very confusing assortment of feelings mind you, it was like an aura of peace surrounded him and he didn’t know how to feel about this.
“She’s sleeping on the air mattress.”
“Thought you’d give her your bed…” his tone was nothing but sarcastic, he felt the blow smack on his face.
“It’s dirty…”
“You worry a bit too much over someone else’s girl…”
“Is she your girlfriend…?”
He just nodded, while you hand’t talked about it, it was clear you both felt the same and he didn’t want to waste more time.
“This afternoon she said she was your classmate and friend…the title ‘girlfriend’ was very much missing from the conversation…”
“Things change…”
“In an afternoon?”
“In a few minutes really. Love works that way.” Tsukki could feel the sting of his words burn within his soul. Fear? That was something he didn’t feel often enough to recognize such a troubled sensation.
“You move on quite quickly…” that hurts. He didn’t mean to guilt trip him, yet he didn’t know what else to do, his emotions were taking the best of him.
“If you count eight years of unrequited love as quick…then I guess I do…”
“You’re not using her to forget about me, do you?” a loud gasp left Yamaguchi’s lips, an urge of throwing his piping hot drink on his roommate’s face overwhelming him to his core.
“How dare you…I’m not like that and you know it! She’s special to me, she actually cares for me, likes me back, listens to all I have to say, supports me no matter what the issue is…She’s a light I didn’t know I needed in my life until I met her…She’s not something I’d mess up with, ok?” 
While he was being completely honest, he was omitting from his speech how this same afternoon he still wished he looked his way, how he still wished Tsukki got jealous of the entire situation. But it was not a lie, you did change his way of thinking just by hanging out with him a few hours. It all felt so natural, like it was meant to be that way, just the feeling of you in his arms, the feeling of your lips gracing his soft skin, the tone of your voice when you talked to him, always softer than when talking to others, always so gentle and full of love and understanding. It did things to his heart, it made him feel wanted, loved, it made him feel good, made him want to move on from that miserable daily discomfort of not being able to speak his mind or act upon his feelings. With you, he could do whatever he pleased, he was free to show you his affection, free to tell you whatever that was in his mind. You made him feel comfortable in his own skin, never judged him, never discouraged him from pursuing his true self.
To Yamaguchi you were a path of light that led towards a bright nurturing future.
To Tsukishima you were the only person to ever move his heart, the only one to ever catch his eye, the only one who made him wonder what it would be like to be with someone, yet he knows he has the shorter end of the stick in this situation.
“Hurt her and I will kick your ass…”
“You like her too, don’t you…?”
“I guess…”
“You just met her this afternoon…”
“Things change…that’s how love works…” getting his words back on his face was more than confusing and troublesome for Yamaguchi, he did manage to get stoic Tsukishima jealous, it seems, yet not in the way he originally thought it would, the thought of this entire thing backfiring was a terrifying one.
“She likes me back, just so you know…”
“I’m not blind…I saw her tongue go into your throat, literally…” this caused Yamaguchi to chuckle, the air was still thick, heavy with unshared feelings.
“So unrequited love, huh…? How did you deal with this for eight years…? You masochist…”
“I’m persistent…”
“I’m not…”
“Then it’ll be easier on you…”
“I sure hope so…but please refrain from kissing in public areas of the house…”
“I’ll take her to my room next time…”
“You filthy animal…”
They both could swear they heard your lovely giggles from a distance, but they’re both very much in love right now and were probably imagining things, or so they thought, you could actually hear everything they were saying from the comforts of your sleeping arrangements.
Tsukki had forgotten to close the door.
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msanimedolphin · 1 year
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~Back In The Game~ Masterlist (Work in Progress)
-Part One-
-Part Two-
-Part Three-
-Part Four-
-Part Five-
-Part Six-
-Part Seven-
-Part Eight-
-Part Nine-
-Part Ten-
-Part Eleven-
-Part Twelve-
-Part Thirteen-
-Part Fourteen-
-Part Fifteen-
-Part Sixteen-
-Part Seventeen-
-Part Eighteen-
-Part Nineteen-
-Part Twenty-
-Part Twenty-One-
-Part Twenty-Two-
-Part Twenty-Three-
-Part Twenty-Four-
-Part Twenty-Five-
-Part Twenty-Six-
-Part Twenty-Seven-
-Part Twenty-Eight-
-Part Twenty-Nine-
-Part Thirty-
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