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#Yaku scenario
clubkira · 6 months
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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ
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oh future husband, better love me right!
premise. the nhk is hosting another special broadcast featuring the popular fiancées of the jnt’s lineup! and this time, it’s truth or drink! ❤︎
content. haikyu!! jnt / f!reader. (koutarou bokuto, morisuke yaku, kiyoomi sakusa & tobio kageyama). fluff. downbad fiancés. suggestive jokes & allusions to sex. petnames. alcohol. overseas!kageyama & yaku (LDR). reader lives in japan (does not equal being japanese). a little angst.
notes. this part is… a little long! sit down for it ❤︎
soundtrack. dear future husband : meghan trainor.
part one can be read here.
dear future husband m.list // hq. masterlist.
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KOUTAROU BOKUTO.
“Been awhile since I last drank,” Bokuto cracks his knuckles upon seeing the many selections of beer he gets to choose, fingers twitching eagerly as they hover over the bottles. “Wonder what I should get…”
You sigh beside him jokingly, nudging his shoulder with your elbow, “We don’t have all day, Kou.”
“I’m just looking!” He chuckles, holding his hands up in mock surrender.
He randomly picks up a bottle of Sapporo, rotating it in his hands before nodding to himself, “This seems good!”
You place your hand on the small of his back, guiding him towards the studio for a final run through before the broadcast, “Alright, Kou. Now let’s get this started!”
The NHK film crew do a final mic and sound check when you arrive as a staff member seats you both at the table in the centre of the studio, a pile of cards with questions written on them, two shot glasses and the Sapporo bottle your fiancé picked out lined on it’s top.
After fiddling with the microphones hidden inside your clothes, the crew give you two a thumbs up and rush back to their cameras to start the recording.
Bokuto’s entire body is turned towards the cameras, sitting on the edge of his seat as he eagerly greets the viewers, “Hey! I’m Koutarou Bokuto,” he catches your eyes with a bright smile, grabbing your hand from across the table, “And this is my fiancée!”
“And we’ve been together for three years now,” You finish for him, hands folded neatly on the table, the cameras pan to show off the engagment rings that sits prettily on both you and Bokuto’s fingers.
“Four months engaged.”
“And we’re playing truth or drink!” You and Bokuto announce happily together, smiling at each other before turning your bodies back to face the cameras. The film crew adjust their angles, moving their cameras off their stands to get better opening shots of you and your fiancé.
“You guys ready to play?” The head camera crew member asks, giving you the okay to start the game.
The studio lights illuminate the white backdropped room, enveloping your eyes in waves whenever you stare at the camera lenses for a little too long.
You and Bokuto nod as he shifts his gaze towards you, “Want me to go first, Baby?” He asks, already grabbing his shot glass and the bottle of Sapporo. You giggle, “So eager to get drunk, Kou?”
“I told you, it’s been awhile!” He beams, pouring out the alcohol carefully into his shot and grabbing the top card from the pile on the table.
“What do you like most about me?” he reads aloud, looking up at you curiously, “I’m pretty sure you’ve told me this exact answer before.”
“Have I?” you tilt your head in thought, thinking the question over, “I mean, probably. It has been three years, after all.”
Bokuto places the card face down on his side of the table, combing through his hair, “I think when we first started dating, you told me it was my hair.”
“It is nice,” you agree, causing Bokuto to start laughing and in turn making you giggle as well. The two of you are already giddy and snickering despite no alcohol being present in your systems yet, “But I think now that we’re engaged, I can give a more detailed answer.”
“Oh?”
He leans over the table excitedly, a wide grin plastered across his face, “Tell me, Baby! What do you like most about me?” His hand is still placed atop of yours, the perfectly cut gems in both of your rings twinkling in sync underneath the studio lights, perfectly complimenting you fiancé’s eyes.
You hum in faux thought for a moment before smirking, “Hmm, your muscles.”
Bokuto’s smile drops slightly to a pout, still keeping his bright composure while masking his lowered grin, “Awe, Baby I thought you were going to say something like, real deep and emotional!” He jests, “Like how you love that I make you smile, y’know?”
You throw your head back in laughter, nudging his shoulder with your free hand, “I’m kidding, Kou!” Your smile is genuine when you see how disappointed he was at first at your reply, looking straight into his eyes as a way reassure him.
“Yes, Kou. What I like most is that you make me the happiest every day I’m with you.”
His smile brightens significantly, a chuckle of his own escaping his lips as he leans back into his chair, “Damn, played by my own girl.”
He slides the pile of cards over to you with a mischievous smirk, “Not that I’m complaining.”
You take the top card off the pile and read it over, fingers twirling the empty shot glass in your hands. Your lips purse as you try to contain the giggles making their way up your throat while reading the question on the card, hands quivering in silent laughter.
“Have you ever wanted to fuck one of our friends while with me?” Bokuto’s eyes seem to pop out of his head at the vast difference and shift in questions, turning to the NHK staff while laughing, “Are you sure this is okay to broadcast?”
The film crew nod, to which Bokuto shrugs, “Alright, then,” before turning back to you. “Uhh, can I just like- take a shot right now?”
“You’d rather drink than not tell me?” You joke, pouring out the Sapporo for your fiancé, “Damn, Kou. Do I not satisfy you enough?”
“Of course you do!” He corrects himself hastily, “It’s just, uh..” he leans in closer to you whisper in your ear quietly, “I don’t want to say Atsumu on national T.V...”
Your hand flies to your mouth in shock, shoulders shaking as you try to contain your cackles, “Atsumu?” you repeat in a hushed tone, making sure you heard him correctly. “Him?”
“He’s got nice hair!”
You both start to laugh at how hair seems to be a common appealing trait you notice in people. Shaking your head in mock disappointment, you shove the stack of questions back over to your fiancé’s side for his turn.
“What is the most embarrassing thing you caught me doing when I thought I was alone?” Bokuto asks, reading from the card he picked off the top of the pile and glancing back up at you.
You hum in thought for a moment, pondering the question.
“Uhm, I think that time you were rehearsing your Valentines day speech to me before we went out to eat at that restaurant a few years ago,” you reveal cautiously, “but you were using a pillow with a photo of my face taped on it as a stand-in.”
Bokuto’s jaw drops at the revelation, nearly falling out of his chair from the shock of what you just divulged to him, “You were there? Watching me do that?”
You have to practically fight the cackle bubbling it’s way up your throat, a smile creeping onto your face when you answer, “Yes, Kou. But it was sweet, so I didn’t mention it to you.”
“You kept that a secret for two years?” He asks again, and you nod.
Your fiancé’s face remains stunned for a few more moments before breaking out into a smile of his own, hand running down his face while laughing to himself. “Damn, I must’ve looked so dumb.”
“I thought it was cute!” You attempt to salvage things, giggling as you pick up the next question card, this time it’s for Bokuto.
“What part of wedding planning is the most challenging part for you?”
“The money…” He pouts, taking the card from you to read it over again before turning to the cameras.
“Weddings are so damn expensive— Did you know wedding flowers can cost up to two million yen?” He exclaims in shock, “For flowers!”
You sigh, plucking the question card from his hand and setting aside on his pile with a smile, “This is why you should leave the financial decisions to me, Kou. Our floral arrangements will not be that expensive, I can assure you.”
“Of course, Baby,” he grins, “I trust you completely on that,” his hands move to pick up the next card, lifting the corner and taking a peek at the question before flipping it over and reading it.
“What is something you’ve wanted to try in the bedroom but haven’t told me about?”
“Impact play,” comes your answer a bit too hastily to be considered normal.
Bokuto has a silent stare off with you for a few seconds after before you both break out in hysterical laughter, your fiancé cackling at how fast and prepared you were when you answered while you exclaim that’s why you could never tell him.
“Baby, that was so fast!” Bokuto reels over the table, pounding his fist into the wood while howling with laughter, gripping his empty shot glass in hand.
“Were you— were you that prepared to answer?”
Wiping the tears from your eyes, you make an attempt to defend your response, “I know you’d absolutely wreck me if we tried, that’s why I never asked!”
“I mean…” He trails off, glancing at you and letting his eyes roam your ring finger as a smirk makes it’s way onto his face, leaning closer to you over the table. “We could always try it at home later—”
“Last question!” You interrupt him, pulling the cards over to your side and grabbing the last question from the stack, you see Bokuto’s smile drop when he sits back in his seat from how you changed topics until he sees you wink at him from the corner of his eye.
“What is something you wish to tell me before we get married?”
Bokuto’s eyes light up at his question, holding up his shot of Sapporo and beaming brightly. Despite not drinking much during your game, his cheeks are flushed like he’s been drunk on your love this entire time, eyes crinkling with glee when he smiles.
“I hope I can keep being this happy when i’m with you after marriage,” He declares, “I love you, Baby.”
“I love you too, Kou,” you smile with him, raising your own shot to clink your two glasses together and down them simultaneously, the cool smoothness of the beer running down your throats.
You can feel the mild bitterness on your tongue afterwards, it leaves it’s taste behind even several hours after your drinking game when you two return to your shared home.
But the sincerity in Bokuto’s eyes when they fell on you back in the studio, and the way he gazes at you like you’re the only thing in his world even with the several NHK staff and film members recording your every move washes that all away instantaneously, overpowering it with sheer sweetness.
It’s just not one you can taste as easily as the flavour of Sapporo.
You might not have gotten drunk that night, but Bokuto’s certain he’s been drunk on your love for the entirety of all three years you’ve been together and wouldn’t mind if things stayed like this forever.
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MORISUKE YAKU.
“You’re going down, sweetheart,” Yaku warns you with a teasing wink, lifting the bottle of Vodka in his hands to inspect the label, “Playing in the Russian League gives me an alcohol tolerance advantage that you don’t have.”
“I didn’t know just playing in Russia meant you were an experienced drinker,” you hum, playing along with his jokes for the fun of it. “I don’t think athletes are supposed to consume a lot of vodka anyways.”
“Well, you might as well back out now,” Yaku advises, shrugging with a sly grin, one of the camera crew’s members rushes up to fix the loose microphone on his suit before scurrying back to their position.
“Don’t wanna get beaten by your own fiancé now, do you?”
You merely roll your eyes at his antics, a reluctant smile making it’s way onto your face as you realign the messy stack of cards on your table, sounds of the director doing a final run through of lights and cameras are heard around you.
“Yeah yeah, save it for after you get wasted, Mori.”
The cameras start up as the director nods in your direction, indicating for you two to introduce yourselves to the viewers tuning in, Yaku holds your hand as he recites his lines.
“Hi, I’m Morisuke Yaku,” your fiancé beams, giving your hand a comforting squeeze, “And this right here, is my wonderful fiancée, whom I adore very much.”
Even several years later, Yaku’s swoon worthy words have an effect on you after all this time, making you feel like you’re still in that young and eager love stage. Attempting to hide your giddy face from him, you turn to face the camera as well with a wide grin.
“We’ve been together for four and a half years,” You gush, the sparkling engagement band on your finger being shown outwardly when the cameras zoom in for a closer look. “Engaged for eight months, now.”
“And today, we’ll be playing truth or drink,” Yaku reveals to the excited viewers, the cameras change positions to new angles while the sound crew makes sure your microphones are picking up your words.
After signaling to the director that they are indeed working, he asks you two, “Are you ready to play?”
You and Yaku both agree as he opens the bottle of Vodka, pouring it into your shot glass first before he pours out his own, “Hm, what a gentleman you are, Mori.” You joke, noticing he gave you your alcohol first before serving himself any.
“Always, for you.” He sighs dreamily, setting the bottle down beside him and pushing the cards over to you with his familiar cheshire grin. “And because I’m such a gentleman, you should go first, love.”
You stifle a laugh into the palm of your hand at the sudden switch in personality but take the top card off anyway, flipping it over and reading the question for Yaku written on it, “What is one thing you wish I did more of in our relationship?”
He groans, slumping down in his seat with his Vodka in hand, “Fly over to come visit me overseas,” he jokingly groans, faux-booing you with a thumbs down and all as he turns to the film crew.
“Did you know she doesn’t get on the first plane to Russia whenever I ask, can you believe her?”
You merely snicker at his jeers and turn your card over, placing it down on the table beside your shot. “Well I’m sorry, but I’m unable to predict whenever you’ll miss me spontaneously.”
“It’s not spontaneous,” Yaku argues, “I tell you like, two minutes in advance.”
You raise an eyebrow at his claims, “Wanna bet, Mori? I have screenshots.”
“Maybe I’ll just drink to this instead.”
You both giggle as he shakes his head in defeat, taking the next card off the pile and reading out loud the first question for you.
“Have you ever—” Yaku begins to lose his composure as he reads, holding back his giggles before sputtering out, “faked an orgasm with me?”
You burst out into laughter as Yaku discards the card to his side, head thrown back in hysterics while using the table to stabilize himself.
“Well?” He asks, wiping the tears that have begun to form around his eyes, “Have you?”
You begin to reach for your Vodka shot, causing your fiancé to break out into another, more excessive fit of cackles, “Are you serious, honey?”
“Okay well, maybe!” You confess wholeheartedly, raising the Vodka to your lips, “Back when we were first dating!”
Yaku scoffs disapprovingly, but you can tell he’s not seriously mad when you down the vodka and he’s looking at you worriedly, asking if it was too strong for you afterwards.
You dismiss his concerns, saying it’s fine and that you can handle it before he relaxes and pushes the cards back over to you.
“Have you ever had a dream about me cheating on you?” You ask him, Yaku’s face immediately sours at his question, you look to him expectantly and wait for his reply.
“… Ugh, yes,” he begrudgingly admits after a few moments of silence, eyebrows furrowing as he recalls it unpleasantly, “I had a dream once where you cheated on me with Lev.”
“Lev?” You cackle, “The— the 6’5 russian guy from your highschool volleyball team??”
Yaku’s hand moves to his vodka-filled shot glass, “Yes,” he moans, “It was awful. Hope I never see Lev butt-naked in my dreams ever again.”
“You don’t have to drink to this one, Mori,” you giggle as Yaku downs his vodka quickly, not even flinching at the burn, maybe he was right about the tolerance advantage. “Since you answered it.”
“Ah, don’t care,” he groans, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his suit, “After having to reimagine that scene, I needed the alcohol.”
Yaku takes the next card off the pile of questions skeptically, flipping it over and reading it out loud.
“Do you have any insecurities when it comes to me playing overseas in Russia?”
The question causes you to stop and think as Yaku places the card face down next to him, pouring another shot and sliding it over to you. “You don’t have to say anything, sweetheart.”
His gentle tone reassures you but you shake your head, pushing the vodka away, “No it’s okay, I don’t mind saying it.” Yaku looks surprised but nods understandingly, taking the glass back and giving you the room to process your next words while he remains quiet.
“I think my only insecurity is not knowing if you’re safe while overseas,” you admit to your fiancé. Yaku doesn’t say anything in response, knowing you have more to say as he lets you say what you need while silently encouraging you to elaborate.
“I hate not having you beside me because I don’t know where you are, and I just miss you a lot you know?”
Yaku’s cheek rests against the palm of his hand, concern washing over his face again as he looks across the table to you, “Awe, honey. I didn’t know you felt that way,” he coos, “do you hate whenever I leave for volleyball season?”
You shrug dismissively, the weight of your words beginning to catch up to you as your voice becomes quieter, trailing off at the end. “I mean, I don’t hate it, but like- I wanna know you’re alright while in Russia…”
Yaku’s about to speak when you shake your head dismissively, “It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” before you’re reaching for the deck of cards, already pulling the top question up and flipping it over to read.
Your eyes drag over the words as a pit begins to form inside your stomach. The next question for Yaku causes you to cringe, still reeling from the uneasiness of the last one as you awkwardly ask him, “Have you… ever regretted or had doubts about our engagement?”
Yaku’s face of concern turns into one of astonishment, he looks almost appalled at how unsure you look and sound while asking him.
“Absolutely not,” he states firmly, holding your hand that holds engagement band on it, you can feel the distress radiating off him as he reassures you in a hushed tone.
“I’ve never once regretted proposing to you, and I fully intend on marrying you.”
Yaku’s words dislodge the lump in your throat as you begin to chuckle to yourself, eyes looking down at his hand where the engagement ring he wears that matched your own. “I’m sorry if you thought I was doubting you, Mori. It’s just—”
“You don’t need to justify your feelings,” Yaku reiterates sternly, “I know, okay? You don’t need to explain this on live T.V.”
Knowing he’s only trying to make sure nothing of what you say can be interpreted wrongly later by media, you nod as he sighs in relief with an uneasy smile.
“I think this next question is our last one,” he announces, his smile morphing back into that familiar cheshire grin, the one that always brightens your day. You think he’s doing it in an attempt to lighten the mood, or maybe he just naturally makes you happy.
Yaku picks up the final question card and flips it over, reading it over with a calm smile, “What have you enjoyed most about being engaged to me?” His voice is gentle as he looks up to you, placing the card down on his pile.
“Well, love?” He encourages you, knowing he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable he gives you the choice, “Do you want to answer, or take a drink?”
You’d be a fool to drink at this question, there isn’t anything to drink for here but there’s just so much about being engaged to Yaku that you love that you can’t quite find the words for it. And while the majority of your engagement has been spent with Yaku being away in Russia, it doesn’t mean you enjoy it any less than if he were with you in Japan.
“… I enjoy knowing you will always be with me,” you begin to speak slowly, making sure your words are clear and concise while twirling your empty shot glass in hand absentmindedly.
Trying to fit all you want to say to your fiancé in a few words is tough, but you manage to shorten it enouhh to say all you want to tell him. “Because even while you’re playing overseas, I know you will always come back home to me.”
Yaku’s face unexpectedly heats up at your words, the apples of his cheeks turning bright red as his lips form into a shy and nervous grin, one isn’t anything like the mischievous and playful personality you’re accustomed to seeing while with him.
“I… I love you, sweetheart.” He manages to speak after some time, loosening the collar of his dress shirt nervously, but the smile on his face never falters. “I always have and always will.”
He extends his hand out to you, motioning for you to give him your shot glass. You hand it to him and he pours out some Vodka, sliding it back over to you once full before filling his own.
“Yes, honey,” he whispers unconsciously while pouring his alcohol, and it’s the happiest you’ve seen him all day. From his flushed complexion, dopey smile and euphoric demeanour, he appears to be glowing. Or maybe it’s the blaring lights behind him that are playing tricks on you.
Your fiancé has never looked so sure of himself until this moment, Yaku’s eyes never straying from yours as he raises his shot glass, breaking into his biggest smile yet.
“I will always come back home to you. No matter how long we are apart for,” and to that, you both cheer, clinking your glasses as you toast to your engagement.
Downing the alcohol in unison, the bitter sting of the Vodka attacks your throats relentlessly, but neither you or Yaku care about that in this moment or the next.
The world’s most intense Vodka brewed directly in the heart of Moscow, Russia could never be so strong as to have an effect on either of you when you’re in the presence of each other. You’re certain that Yaku would drown himself in the harshest of Vodka’s if it meant it was all for you.
A little Vodka is nothing compared to what he’d go through for you.
The way Yaku’s entire demeanour changes when with you, the largest of smiles etched onto his face for a side he only shows while you’re with him here, in Japan.
Remaining wholely committed to you even while seperated by land and sea is all a true testament to your relationship, and it puts your heart at ease.
Yaku may not always be at home; but Yaku knows that home is with you, and he knows he’ll always be with you in due time.
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KIYOOMI SAKUSA.
“Oh, he’s a lightweight,” you tell the film crew who are adjusting their camera stands nearby as Kiyoomi pulls out the chair at the table for you to sit at, giggling when you hear the faintest muffled groan come from underneath his face mask.
Sitting atop the table is a bottle of Scotch, the deck of question cards and two shot glasses on it’s sanitized surface as per request by your fiancé.
“This’ll be so easy for me.”
“As if,” Kiyoomi scoffs, taking his own seat across from you and scooching his chair forward, “I’ll beat you and then have to hear you drunkenly cry about it back home later for the next several hours.”
“Nope,” you declare mischievously, folding your arms over the table and laying your head in them while looking up at your fiancé, “Hey, did you know Atsumu told me you’re an emotional drunk?”
You can see Kiyoomi’s eyes twitch underneath his thick black locs, hand reaching to grip his hair in annoyance. “That fucking—”
The director interrupts him unexpectedly when he calls to the rest of the crew in the studio for everyone to take their places behind the cameras, Kiyoomi sighs deeply as his shoulders relax and he leans back in his chair waiting for the broadcast to begin.
“I’m Kiyoomi Sakusa,” he states to the viewers plainly, barely acknowledging the cameras pointed straight at his face when he motions to you, “And this is my fiancée of almost a year.”
You can hear the way his voice softens lightly when referring to you as his fiancée.
“We’ve been together for four years now,” You welcome the viewers much more warmly than your fiancé does, announcing eagerly, “Engaged for eleven months, and we’re playing truth or drink!”
Again, you’re a lot more excited than Kiyoomi is when the director asks, “You guys okay to start playing?” but he agrees to it nonetheless, the subtle nod of his head doesn’t go unnoticed by you.
Kiyoomi grabs the stack of cards full of questions and shuffles the deck around a bit, when asked by the director why he did so he answers, “So if anyone planted any weird questions at the top of the pile for her they’re pushed to the bottom.”
After reorganizing the cards, Kiyoomi hands the stack to you, letting you have first pick of the game. You try to argue, but he doesn’t listen.
“Ladies go first,” he says, expectantly waiting for you to start.
You take the first card of the newly shuffled deck and begin to read it for your fiancé, “Favourite memory of us, pre-engagement or post-engagement?”
Kiyoomi taps his empty glass against the mahogany of the table repeatedly for a brief moment, thinking it over before letting out a deep sigh-turned groan, reaching over and pouring out some Scotch for himself as you sit back in stunned shock at his actions.
“Wait, what—”
“Don’t question me,” he rasps, lowering his face mask and downing his shot with ease, there’s hints of floral notes in the Scotch he can taste.
He pulls his mask back up seconds later and looks up at you, you swear you can see a smirk forming under his mask from the way his eyes lift in amusement afterwards, causing your cheeks to heat up at what he could’ve been thinking about that he had to take a shot to get out of saying it.
Finishing off his Scotch, your fiancé takes both the top card off the deck and his empty shot glass before reading aloud his first question for you.
“What was your first impression of me when we met?” Kiyoomi reads monotonously, his stare hardens when he notices you jokingly reaching for your shot glass, tossing the card over to your side with a groan.
“Really?” He huffs, arms crossed over his chest and glaring halfheartedly at your tease. “Didn’t Motoya say you like… hated me at first or something?”
“I didn’t hate you,” you giggle, pouring the Scotch into your glass while avoiding your fiancé’s gaze, “I just.. am a little thirsty right now.”
“Haha,” Kiyoomi laughs dryly, watching as you down your shot quickly, the citrusy notes in the Scotch make it pleasant to drink. “You’re soo funny, dear. Must be really thirsty today.”
“I am,” you wink, placing your glass back down on the table before taking the next card off the pile.
“What is the most embarrassing nickname for me you have in mind?” Kiyoomi asks, and you snort.
“It’s only embarrassing because Atsumu came up with it…” you turn to the cameras to whisper to the viewers, facing your fiancé who’s giving you a skeptic look that soon turns into existential dread when you begin to snicker.
He groans, “I swear to god if it’s Omi-Omi—”
“It’s Omi-Omi.”
You can practically feel the annoyance radiating off of Kiyoomi while you bat your eyelashes innocently at him, playful shrug of your shoulders as you pull the cards back over to your side, taking the next card off the deck while your fiancé whispers something about killing Atsumu at the next practice from across the table.
“What colour or colours are your favorite on me?” You look up at the director almost immediately before Kiyoomi can even open his mouth, “Can I just say it— Because I know.”
The director nods, “He told me once it was black and gold,” Kiyoomi mumbles something incoherent under his breath, whatever he’s saying being muffled by his nask as he hides his face away from the cameras, the camera crew exchange a look amongst themselves.
“Aren’t those the colours of the MSBY Black Jackals?” One of the crew members mentions offhandedly and you smirk, looking over to your flustered fiancé with the most shit-eating grin you can muster, “Yes, yes they are.”
“Should’ve just let me answer instead,” he mutters while pulling out the next card from the deck to move the game along, coughing as his face slowly returns to it’s natural colour.
He chuckles when he reads it over, “How would you spend an entire week without me?” he turns to the cameras with his own smug face, placing the card down on the table. “She doesn’t.”
“I can,” you interject and he gives you a deadpan stare, “Yeah, can. Doesn’t mean you do, though.”
“Anyways,” you swerve back to your answer, taking the card from his side and reading it over yourself.
“I would have a very relaxing week without you, consisting mostly of singing and dancing in our empty kitchen without you to judge me.”
“I don’t judge you.”
“Yes you do.”
“Nope.”
You two could probably have this back and fourth for hours on end but you stop when you catch the director’s eye, one of his assistants motions to you hurriedly that it’s nearly time to end the broadcast.
With that in mind, you pick up the last question card, flipping it over and reading it for Kiyoomi.
“What’s one thing you’d like to tell me at the alter if you couldn’t say anything else.”
“That I love you,” Kiyoomi says almost immediately, tracing the rim of his shot glass with his ring finger delicately, you can hear the gentleness in his voice when he speaks. “And that I hope you’ll always be my lover, whatever that means for us in the future.”
“That’s more than one thing, Kiyo.”
“I don’t care.”
You scoff playfully, tossing the card aside and pouring out two shots of Scotch for you and your fiancé. Whilst handing him his glass your rings bump together momentarily, the clinking of the diamonds makes the two of you smile, though Kiyoomi’s is hidden underneath his mask.
“Cheers, my dear,” he mutters softly, lowering his mask again to drink and allowing you to finally see the beautiful smile he hides underneath, usually reserved only for you.
“Cheers, Kiyo,” and you two drink, the Scotch tastes lovely and refined on both of your tongues when it runs down your throats with ease.
It’s light and sophisticated, and the flavour profile fits Kiyoomi so well. You consider telling him that, but refrain because you think he won’t understand what you mean; not knowing he’s thinking the exact same about you.
Kiyoomi thinks you two may be a match made in heaven, if such a thing exists then it perfectly encapsulates the two of you.
As the cameras cut and several crew members rush around the studio, Kiyoomi doesn’t notice any of that in this moment— his gaze continues to be locked onto you wholly; lovingly enraptured by the beautiful image of you across from him that he hopes will be burned into the back of his head like the taste of this Scotch, but for many years to come and not just a mere few hours.
Kiyoomi can drink Scotch at any time he pleases, but being married to you is something he is excited for and craves everyday of his life as the days on the calender tick down to your wedding, it keeps him motivated to continue each day if he knows it’s just one day closer to a life with you, one where he knows you will be with him every day going forward.
The day you two will finally be united as one. Kiyoomi can’t wait for that morning to come, when night falls and after the ceremony is done he can finally refer to you as his wife and not just his fiancée.
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TOBIO KAGEYAMA.
Tobio gulps upon seeing the Sake being poured into his shot glass by the NHK staff member, being handed the alcohol before they pour out another shot for you, to which you graciously accept with a smile and nod of your head.
“Uhh…” His piercing gaze reaches across to you across the table, nervously fiddling with the glass in hand as he twirls it inbetween his fingers, “I don’t, really hold alcohol well, love..”
“Really?” You stare at him blankly, squinting down at the alcohol in your own shot, “what do you drink in Italy then, Tobio?”
“Limoncello,” he sighs, “but it’s supposed to be sipped slowly, not downed like shots usually are.” He makes a face as the thought of attempting to drink Limoncello like shots ripples through his mind, it would most definitely not end well for him.
You chuckle and give him a reassuring smile, placing your hand over his gently. The diamond on his ring is cool to the touch when you run your thumb over it, with sharp and well defined cut corners. “You’ll be fine, Tobio.”
He nods unsurely but allows the NHK camera crew to do their final run through, making sure everything is in order before the cameras begin to roll and the director is motioning for you both to recite your lines.
Your fiancé’s voice is a little strained, a faint stutter can be heard as he speaks slowly, “I’m… Tobio Kageyama,” he manages to say before craning his head to his left, across the table.
“And I’m her fiancé,” his eyes shift towards you as you give the cameras a polite wave, “We’re playing… truth or drink.”
“We’ve been together for five years,” You excitedly tell the viewers, holding up your ring finger to show off the dazzling diamond atop it, “And engaged for two.”
The director asks from out of frame, “Why have you two been engaged for so long?” A question that most viewers are probably wanting to know, Tobio answers it for you.
“I wanted to marry her sooner,” he timidly admits, looking down at his lap to avoid the harsh glares of the camera lenses, “But with me playing in Ali Roma, it’s hard to plan things out, I guess.”
You nod, “Besides,” you chime in giddily, taking over for him, “It’s fun to be in this little engaged stage for a long time, makes everyday that bit more exciting.”
You ramble on about how fun it is to call Tobio during his off days; calling him at three in the morning in Japan while in Italy it’s 7PM to tell him about a cute floral arrangement you saw earlier that day while shopping that you’d love to have at your wedding.
Facetiming him in the dark of the night, wrapped in blankets and wearing his highschool volleyball jersey to ask him what kind of food from Italy he wants to incorporate into the wedding menu, and texting him photos of different style of wedding dresses you’re considering wearing on your big day while getting out of the shower.
You unintentionally forget about your jittery mess of a fiancé while you speak, beaming as bright as the glowering studio lights as Tobio looks at you amazed.
Tobio’s nervousness slowly fades when he sees the ring on your finger and just how happy you are to be engaged to him. It’s always been a worry of his that you hate the long wait to get married to him, that playing overseas would hurt your relationship because of long he is away from home at times.
But your gleeful joy in telling thousands of viewers in real time that you love just being engaged to him for two years; that you don’t mind it at all, brings some peace of mind to his fragile heart.
“Are you two ready to play?”
Knuckles slowly unclenching as he takes a deep breath, he nods his head to the director, indicating the start of the game. He starts first, picking up the first card from the pile.
“What is the most awkward date we’ve ever been on?” Tobio’s face drops immediately upon reading, turning the card face down on the table and turning to the director, “Can I start over? Or make her drink?”
“It’s her choice if she wants to answer or drink.” The director answers.
Tobio turns to you hastily, eyes practically pleading with you not to say what you have on your mind, he’s already inside your mind and fears for what you could potentially reveal on national television, causing you to erupt in a fit of giggles as you reach for the Sake.
“Fine, fine. I won’t say, Tobio.” You’ve never seen your fiancé so relieved, almost seeing the metaphorical weight lifting off his shoulders with your own eyes when you take the shot.
The Sake is sweet, like sticky rice. It’s feels cool when it hits the back of your tongue and nice to drink, reminding you of the Italian sweets Tobio would send you from Italy. Noting that they’d pair nicely with Sake, you consider getting Tobio to send you more of them in the mail soon.
“You owe me for that one, Tobio,” you chuckle after finishing your shot, “Whatever the next question is you have to answer it.” He groans in protest but agrees after some convincing as you reach for the question pile and grab your first question for him.
“Have you kept a secret hobby or interest hidden from me?”
Shockingly, Tobio nods his head and unexpectedly calm about the question he was supposedly ‘forced’ to answer, “I got into gardening when I first came to Italy.”
“You what?” You utter, delightfully surprised at this revelation, “What plants do you take care of in Italy?”
“I have a few hanging Boston Fern and Ivy in some pots around my apartment…” Tobio tells you, adverting his gaze from your eyes the more your smile grows towards him. “I didn’t mean to keep them from you, I just… forgot to mention it everytime we call.”
“Tobio…” You laugh at how empty headed your fiancé can be at times, sometimes you think he’d forget his head if it weren’t secured to his body. “We call almost every day!”
“Yeah, but you usually call me late at night!” He defends himself, “I don’t normally leave my room that late at night, so you never see them!”
You shake your head in disbelief at this, faux disappointment at your fiancé for keeping this interest of his hidden for so long, “When I visit you in Rome, you have to show me these plants, deal?”
He nods in approval at that arrangement, a small smile creeping onto his face as he takes the next card off the deck, “Have you pretended to like a gift I gave you when you actually didn’t?”
You consider reaching for the Sake but reel your hand back at the last second, deciding to tell him straight up.
“Yeah, the lingerie you sent me a few months ago.”
“You didn’t like it?”
Tobio’s mouth hangs open, visibly swallowing his shame away as he sets the question card down on the table, a hand running through his hair in deep thought.
“Okay well, didn’t like isn’t the right word per se—”
“Was it the style?” Tobio begins interrogating you sternly, brows furrowed and that determined look in his eyes you’re so familiar with while watching his volleyball matches.
“Was it the colour, or was it too flimsy? I tried going to a new store that time, I knew I should’ve just stuck to the other one—”
“Tobio!”
He’s immediately brought out of his thoughts by your cackles, blinking as he’s focused on your laughing figure in front of him. His cheeks are tinted a dark shade of red, thinking he’s said something embarrassing when he whispers a low, “Yes, love?”
Through fits of giggles and laughter, you barely manage to sputter out, “It was just the wrong size, babe!”
Tobio’s eyes widen significantly at the reveal, looking down at his hands where his engagement ring sits comfortably in his ring finger, feeling his body shrink in on itself further into his seat while you’re howling across from him.
If you were seated beside each other he’s sure you’d be slapping his arm too for good measure.
“C-can we move onto the next question…” He mumbles just above the microphone strapped to his dress shirt’s minimum level to pick up sounds. If his old highschool teammates were here— if Hinata were here, god, he’d never hear the end of it. “Please?”
Finally settling down from your giggly high, you vaguely nod, still catching your breath when you reach for the next question card on the pile and flip it over as Tobio tries his best to calm down his reddened face.
“What is the most romantic thing your partner has ever done for you?”
After Tobio’s managed to relax himself, he thinks the question over, chin in hand as his gaze lands directly on the Sake bottle on the table beside him where he gets lost in thought while mulling over the question.
“I think…” he mutters to himself, “When you told me it was okay to go play in Ali Roma, instead of discouraging me to stay in Japan.”
His answer legitimately surprises you, “Is that, really your response, Tobio?”
He nods, hands reaching up to the nape of his neck. “Yeah… I don’t know if romantic is the right word, I guess.“
“But knowing you were there to support me; even if I could tell you were scared for me going overseas, it felt like the most romantic gesture someone could ever do to me.”
Tobio blinks, suddenly remembering his words are being broadcasted on national T.V and coughing awkwardly, “Uh, yeah, that’s my answer.”
He begins to notice the gazes of the rest of the film crew and director that are burning right through him, feeling the colour returning to his cheeks.
Tobio looks over to you anxiously, finding you with the brighest eyes he’s ever seen, he could get lost in them if he stared into them long enough. You purse your lips for a moment, before a smile blossoms across your face.
“Wow, Tobio,” you breathe out dreamily, “That was… so sweet of you to say,” Tobio has a hard time meeting your gaze, you can tell he’s still feeling anxious so you grab his hand and force him to look you in the eye.
“I will always support you, okay?” You tell him firmly, he’s a bit startled at how forward you’re being but nods before you quickly add, “Even if I don’t like being so far away from you, you don’t need to worry about me. Don’t be so nervous about this, alright?”
Tobio’s lips quiver into a strained frown before he sighs, “It’s not that simple,” you feel his hand give yours a light squeeze for comfort, interlocking his fingers with your own. “I wish I could just… not be so worried for you. But I love you too much for that.”
“Loving me means you understand that no matter what, I am right behind you,” you voice to him directly. “Maybe not physically, but no matter where you go, I will follow eventually.”
Tobio goes silent for a few seconds, even when he knows dozens of people in this studio— hundreds of thousands are watching him live, he’s only looking at you; having eyes only for you. With a shaky nod of his head, he finally manages to crack a smile.
“I understand.”
Releasing your hand from his grip, he pulls his next question for you from the pile, looking far more relaxed than he did at the beginning of your game. He’s comfortable in this stage of your relationship, even if he knows that others think it’s strange— the distance between you two, the long engagement period.
He knows the only opinion that should matter to him—that does matter to him is yours alone.
“When you hear my name in public, what comes to your mind?”
“That you have done another amazing set,” You answer with ease, allowing yourself to feed his ego for once. “Or won another game, who knows at this point? You can do it all.”
Tobio seems satisfied with that answer, even uncharacteristically relishing in your praise. “Ah, I am pretty good at volleyball, aren’t I?”
You lean over the table to punch his shoulder lightly, a teasing grin dances on your lips which matches his own, “Yeah yeah, you’re welcome for being so supportive of my fiancé.”
“Well thank you then, love.”
One of the camera crew’s members motions to the director, indicating it’s almost time to wrap up the broadcast. Feeling at peace, you grab the final card of the question deck, eyes flickering to Tobio as you read.
“Anything else you’d like to say to me about our engagement?”
Tobio takes a deep breath, steadying himself before he speaks. He wants to make sure he tells you everything on his mind, but maybe that will have to wait for another time— a more private time.
One that isn’t being broadcasted on national television. So he’ll settle for the next best course.
“I just wanted to say…” He hesitates for a moment, his mouth opening and closing at times until he can find his bearings. “That being engaged to you has taught me a lot of things.”
You’re about to say something in response until he holds his hand up, indicating he isn’t done yet.
“And… I wouldn’t mind if we stayed like this forever.”
Tobio notices the slight look of confusion in your eyes as he continues, “Wh-what I mean is, uh… even though we aren’t married yet, you make me so happy that I feel like I could be okay with what we have.”
“I still want to marry you!” He blurts out worriedly in an attempt to explain himself, “But knowing you’re not bothered by how long we’re engaged for is enough to reassure me that no matter how long we wait for, I’ll still be as happy as the day we marry.”
Tobio shuts his eyes, burying his head in his hands from sheer embarrassment, “Fuck, that was so stupid sounding-”
“Hey now..” You pry his hands away from his face with a pout, leaning across the table’s surface to cup his cheek, “That wasn’t stupid, that was sweet!”
“Really?” He asks, unsure if he believes you, “I’m not really good with my words, y’know.”
“Well I understood what you meant,” you smile, pressing a kiss to your ring finger and placing it on your fiancé’s lips, “And I feel the same way.”
Tobio’s face erupts into a bright scarlet red as you pour the two of you a shot of Sake each, downing them together with your rings on prominent display for all of Japan to see.
Your fiancé is still quite popular in Japan despite now playing overseas, overhearing the NHK film crew and the thousands of viewers who tuned in were watching his broadcast with you while dying in laughter.
It’s not laughter to mock him however— as he soon finds out when after the cameras cut and he can still hear the staff talking about how adorable he looked during the live special.
And his old highschool friends blowing up his phone, sending him clips of his broadcast with hearts and kissy face emojis, but you swear to him that it’s all well intentioned. Maybe not Tsukishima’s to some extent, but nontheless.
All Tobio knows he can do is sigh, turn his phone off and settle into your arms after everything’s been said and done. His time in Japan is limited after all, he has to fly back to Italy in a few days time.
He knows it hurts to leave you again, and you hate sending him off at the airport. He wishes he could marry you immediately— but there’s still so much to be done until that day can arrive.
Tobio doesn’t know when the lucky day will come when you can instead wear a wedding ring on your finger rather than an engagement ring, but as Tobio has discovered today; the two of you will be okay until then despite it all.
It takes a lot to make Tobio anxious about your engagement, but it also takes a lot to shake the strong foundation the two of you have built with each other over the years.
The two of you have planned your future with each other as the main component of it all in the centre of it for as long as you can remember, and he’s prepared to withstand any obstacles that threaten his happiness with you.
Tobio is at ease knowing you have his back, and he has yours even while separated by thousands of miles of stretching oceans and ground.
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elizadrafts · 6 months
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how haikyuu boys wake you up
various haikyuu x gn!reader
a/n: this is all for fun please don’t get offended if your fav isn’t included! this took so long to write bc i couldn’t think of anything !! please send requests in my inbox !!!
flickering your lights on and off, it’s barely a quarter-past-nine and the two of you spent the night watching movies until witches hour. the scent of freshly made french toast wafted through the air, slowly bringing you back to consciousness. pushing yourself up to a sitting position, you noticed a mischevious glint in his eyes before he suddenly pushed your door wide open and left the room, leaving the bright lights on too.
SUNA, sakusa, OSAMU, sugawara, kuroo, TERUSHIMA, lev
loudly banging on your door. you two had a reservation for a new breakfast place in town that you’ve been talking about for weeks. he had tried waking you up almost two hours ago with no avail. at this point he’s given up, ready to drag you out of the comfortable bed and get you ready himself.
BOKUTO, hinata, ATSUMU, iwaizumi, NISHINOYA, TANAKA, yaku
gently shaking you awake. he knows how hectic your schedule has been recently. you’ve spent late nights awake finishing projects, so sleep is something you sought out for, and he regretted taking you from that calm haven. he had kept your lights off, prepared to give you as much time as you needed to get up. his shakes were just a reminder of the time so you didn’t spend the whole day in bed, at least come and see the sunlight by taking a nap on the couch.
AKAASHI, oikawa, kenma, KITA!!!, ushijima, yamaguchi
leaves you to sleep and goes about his own day
TSUKISHIMA, kageyama (on accident)
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keitea · 1 year
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when he finally approaches you after seeing you so often around the café. he fiddles with his fingers and nervously asks you if he could have your number. his hands tremble as he passes you his phone, his face fully flushed.
you look up from your book and smile, typing in your number. as he walks away, he looks back at you and you send a wink his way.
he stops functioning.
yamaguchi, hinata, atsumu (despite being so cocky i think he would do this), noya, hoshiumi, bokuto, yaku
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🙌🏻Mini Scenario🙌🏻
Team Japan x GN! manager
Ok now, hear me out 👀 what if our precious manager YN just so happened to live in the dorms with Team Japan…
Picture it 🙌🏻 originally, you decided to move into the doors for convenience purposes. The dorms are right next to the gym, so you can literally roll out of bed and get to practice.
The food is made by professional chefs so not only is it healthy, but it’s amazing.
You have your own room with en suite bathroom 😱 and probably the best, it’s rent free!! And trust me, in this economy 👀🤚🏻 please we need all the help we can get!
It actually sounds like a pretty solid deal right?
Well you know what they say, there’s always a catch. And your “catch” comes in the form of several very annoying adult men : D
No matter how much the coaches and Iwaizumi threatened these guys, they will never leave you alone. Seriously like a bunch of toddlers 🙄
Literally everyone had a meeting about this specifically!
“And remember, when you get back to the dorms, YN is off duty. And that means what?” Iwaizumi probes the group
“That means YN’s not working?” Bokuto answers
“And?” Iwaizumi continues
“And what?” Hinata asks, confused
“Please don’t lump me in with these idiots,” Sakusa says, standing up and walking out of the gym.
Iwaizumi is probably face palming himself as we speak 🤦🏻‍♂️
“That means you leave Yn alone!”
Audible groans and protest can be heard around the world.
“But why? YN’s right there. What if I need more athletic tape?” Gao groans
“That seems like something that can wait until the next practice day don’t ya think?” You respond as the interruptions continue.
“What if I need a drink?” Kageyama asks, prompting yet another round of thought provoking questions.
Iwaizumi is trying his best not to lash out but it’s only been 2 minutes and he’s at his limits.
“Kageyama, I don’t get your drinks after practice. I have literally never done that!” You retort
“Yeah but what if I really need one made specifically by you?” He questions
“And what after practice scenario would you need that specific request Kags?” You respond
“Ohhh I can think of a few!” Atsumu shouts
At this point, Iwaizumi’s zen has left the building
“ABSOLUTELY NO BOTHERING YN!” He screams
Yaku, being the cheeky man he is, raises his hand, asking, “what about a fire? Should we just let YN burn because we can’t bother them?”
The boys all begin shouting various unreasonable scenarios as you and Iwaizumi just stare in disbelief 😐
What were the perks of this job again 😅
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ozetia · 1 year
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What they notice when you hug them
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Hugging is one of the best feelings from friends, peers and significant others.
Smell. No it’s not weird, some men are gifted with an amazing scene of smell and that’s always the first thing they notice. They love nuzzling up to your neck or clothes and smelling their own scent or your favourite perfume, it’s comforting to them.
Hinata, Yaku, Semi, Lev and washio
When you play with their hair sometimes it’s a comfort thing and other times you get carried away and play with their hair. They love the look of focus on your face, the way your mouth opens with focus as if you were applying mascara, the clear emotion in your eyes and they way you take in their whole being makes them aware of every hug you give them.
Kuroo, Kita, sugawara and Tendou
If your hug is too loose to too tight. They are able to decipher if your mood is just right or not and that makes them feel a sense of accomplishment. They love when you hug them tightly showing that you missed them or require attention, whereas they are understandable of loose hugs when you are tired or busy.
Akaashi, Asahi, Suna and Kai
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chaoticevilorange · 1 year
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Haikyuu x reader fluff
About us
This boy had a nightmare, he saw you with another man, you were laughing and flirting, when he wake up he made a mental note to confront you about this, he couldn't believe you would cheat on him, but there is a little problem....
Soon as he wakes up he texts you, he's still half asleep but this is urgent, you know? "We have to talk" He forgets about the text, soon he walks towards you looking quite annoyed, he takes your hand and drags you somewhere private "I love you too much, I can't believe you could be capable of doing such thing" after a few moments he notices your face going red and when he ask what's the matter you tell him you guys are not dating, his face goes bright red and he is a stuttering mess, you had to help him to calm down
Kyotani, Daichi, Sugawara, Yamaguchi, Goshiki, Aran, Osamu
This boy is hurt, couldn't believe, he confronts you immediately, he needs answers now, doesn't really care it's 3.15am, he doesn't waste time, he calls you, your voice is soft and sleepy, he gets distracted because you sound very cute, so he clears his throat and demands answers "I have been in love with you since we met, How could you cheat on me?" He heard your confused voice and when you ask when did you both start dating and he ended the call, this guy can't look at your face the next day
Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Yamamoto, Yaku, Satori, Suna
This guy gets depressed, he can't help but sulk in the bed, next day he sulks on his spot, when you saw him not being his usual self you try to comfort him, he gives you the most devastated puppy face ever and his voice is really soft and broken "how can I make you love me again?" Yes, makes your heart throb and you reassure this boy how much you love him, but when he ask why did you cheat on him you tell him you're not dating "yet" his mood changes fast and asks you out on the spot!
Hinata, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Lev, Bokuto
Drama king takes the most dangerous route of this relationship, this guy is plotting revenge, he's going to cheat on you because he's petty but.... after some evaluations he decides to speak with you as a civilized human being, he's straight forward and soon as he steps in your line of vision feels like a movie, he lifts your face and looks straight to your eyes "am I not enough for you? Why would you cheat on me like that? Haven't I loved you enough?" Your face goes red, stuttering you tell him you're not dating, he wants to hide from you forever
Oikawa, Kuroo, Semi, Atsumu, Terushima
This guy knows you're not dating yet, when he wakes up he felt sad a bit about 2 minutes but doesn't do anything yet, he starts to plan how to confess, starts to look up for cute ideas or even in wikihow because he's clueless, as last resort he will ask someone else...
Asahi, Kita, Sakusa, Akaashi, Kenma, Tsukishima, Ushijima
Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖
I know I've been on hiatus for a while but.... I didn't had any ideas to write, apologies to anyone who had made an ask
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asena-graywolf · 7 months
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Three Virgins
Lev and Yaku were your best friends since childhood. You spent your childhood together. What you ate and drank was indistinguishable. You would do every activity together. You went to the same schools from primary school to high school. Even though you went to different universities, your ties never broke.
You were doing various activities at every opportunity. On the weekends, you would either go bowling, play volleyball in the first empty gym you found, or swim in the indoor swimming pool. You had countless fun activities
You would occasionally organize barbecue parties and invite your other friends from university. You were actually having some kind of socializing party under the pretext of a barbecue.
Your friends from college looked up to you and considered you lucky because you were best friends with two guys. Because you always had friends who would support you. They would even protect you when necessary
You would meet at one of your houses every week you were available. This week it was Lev's turn. His family was already out of town. His older sister Alisa also went on holiday with her fiancée. So the house belonged entirely to you. You could be as crazy as you wanted and organize crazy parties among yourselves.
Before going to the meeting, you stopped by the store and bought a bag of junk food, even though you were probably going to watch a movie.
Then you headed to Lev's house. Yaku had arrived before you, and they both welcomed you very warmly when you arrived.
Just as you predicted, you were going to have a movie night that evening. Lev chose one of the most watched horror movies of recent times. It was a genre that all three of you loved
After preparing your snacks and drinks, you sat in front of the television. The movie started to get exciting from the first minutes.
You trembled with fear in some parts of the movie, and you were terribly nervous in others.
All three of you clenched tightly together when you were scared
After the movie ended, you started chatting for the rest of the night, trying to forget your fear a little bit. While chatting, Yaku came up with an idea
"Say what? Shall we play truth or dare?”
"Nice idea!" you confirmed.
It was also suitable for Lev. You found an empty bottle and placed it in the middle. Lev was the first to turn it and it stopped at you.
“Yes y/n-chan. Truth or Dare?"
“Truth” you replied
“So…when you were at Nekoma High, was there anyone on the volleyball team that you found sexy?”
You didn't expect to encounter such a question the first time. Yaku also agreed with you
“Isn't this question a bit quick?” Yaku asked.
“It will be your turn too, Yaku,” said Lev in reply.
Then it continued
“Yes y/n-chan. “We are waiting for your answer.”
“Hmm…well…I guess there was.”
“Who was it?” Lev insisted.
Your face turned to red. You didn't know how to say
“Kuro.”
"I thought you were going to say Kenma," laughed Yaku
“Kenma was cute too, but honestly Kuro is hotter. "I would die for him every time he passed by."
“Look! "If you had told us, we would have tried to adjust Kuro for you," Lev said with a grin.
“Never mind, it was just admiration. It's gone. "Yes, I think it's my turn."
You spun the bottle and it came to Yaku
“Yaku, truth or dare?”
“And I say truth”
“Okay then, have you ever read a porn magazine?”
Yaku's face turned red. Lev let out a loud laugh.
Unlike Lev, you asked a more tactless question.
“Lev! Don't laugh!” said Yaku, hitting Lev on the shoulder with one of the cushions on the floor.
Then he put his hand to the back of his neck and replied shyly:
“Oh…this is so embarrassing but, yes, I read it. "I got it from my cousin's secret stash."
“You're not innocent so much, Yaku,” you said, looking at him suggestively.
“I was a teenager then and such things were a matter of curiosity for me. Is it my turn?
Yaku spun the bottle. He was going to come across one of you and stopped at Lev
“Yes Lev, truth or dare?”
“Since you both said truth, I also say truth for this round.”
"Ok. Hmm let's see…are you a virgin?”
“Yes unfortunately…I came to university and still haven't had sex with anyone”
Yaku snickered. You also expressed your opinion quite boldly.
“Really Lev? I didn't expect that from you"
"Really. I would if I found a sexy girl. “I am an unlucky person.”
Yaku asked you both a question with a daring grin on his face.
“Since the subject has been brought up, let's all be honest. "I'm a virgin too"
"Bull! I am a person who has never even seen a porn magazine in my life, what happened to you?" Lev laughed.
"Believe it or not. "I've never had sex"
Lev then turned to you and asked
“What about you y/n-chan?”
Your face turned red too. If a game of truth or dare was being played, it was common for immoral topics to be brought up. But you didn't expect it to happen this fast
“I am a virgin”
They were both shocked by your answer. Because even though they didn't show it, they found you extremely sexy and were almost sure that you were not a virgin.
"WHAT!" they both said at once
"I mean it" you repeated
“I don't believe it y/n. We didn't expect this from you. You are very beautiful and sexy. "We thought you must have done it with someone," said Yaku.
“Yes,” agreed Lev.
You laughed, "If you say all three of us are virgins"
“Three unfortunates, we come together and console ourselves with obscene questions,” said Lev.
“That's right,” said Yaku.
“Let's continue. Let's see if you can say dare in the second round.” you said and encouraged your friends to continue the game.
It was Lev's turn and he spun the bottle. The bottle stopped at Yaku.
“Yaku, truth or dare?”
"Dare," said Yaku confidently.
“Okay, if you're so confident, cup y/n-chan's breasts.”
"WHAT!" you both said at once.
“But…” you said, feeling embarrassed.
"Word spoken is past recalling" Lev grinned.
"Ugh! Damn!" whined Yaku.
He moved closer to you and shyly grabbed both of your breasts. You suddenly shouted
"Ah! Yaku! “It hurt.”
“I'm sorry,” he said sheepishly, taking his hands off your breasts.
While Lev was watching you, feelings of lust were blooming inside him.
It was Yaku's turn. He spun the bottle and came across you
“Y/n-chan. Truth or Dare?"
“If we are going to call this tour dare, I say dare.”
“Okay…” he said, scratching his hair.
Then he gave a reckless order
“Rub on Lev's lap for 3 minutes. I will keep time. Come on!"
“Oh no! “This is truly a shame.”
“Am I going to have my first experience with you, y/n-chan?” he said to you indicating his willingness
“It's just a game, Lev,” you replied.
"Come on! "Since you have the dare, then do as I say," Yaku looked at you both suggestively.
“Well…okay.”
You tried to hide your blushing face.
“I forgot something. Take off your trousers." added Yaku.
You didn't expect this
''What! Will I be rubbing naked? "Can't it be through clothes?"
Yaku slightly raised the tips of his eyebrows
"I don't think you can enjoy it that way." Besides, you are the one who chooses dare. "Then you will do as I say."
You were trying to fight the tension building inside you. As soon as you took off your pants, your pink panties became visible to both Lev and Yaku
Lev made fun of you by saying, "The color of your panties is so cute."
"Shut up, Lev!" you said, both sweetly and harshly.
You could see the bulge on Lev's lap. You couldn't even imagine how you were going to sit on that already hard thing. On top of that, you would have your first experience, even if it wasn't a full-blown sexual intercourse.
Lev held you by your waist and you spread your legs and sat on his lap.
Yaku took out his phone and entered the meter app.
"Alright, I'll start the clock. You have 3 minutes, y/n-chan." I expect you to cum in 3 minutes. If you can't cum…"
A chill came over him from Yaku's threatening voice. This chill, which made his heart beat faster, spread from the middle of his chest to every aspect of his body.
"What if I can't cum? Yaku-san?''
"You can see for yourself. Just start!"
The moment Yaku started the timing, you started moving your hips back and forth, moving your vagina over Lev's clothed cock.
Lev's hand on her waist went down to her hips and cupped her plump hips. You couldn't deny that you enjoyed this, even if just a little. So much so that a moan came out of his lips involuntarily.
Lev closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth. You were extremely embarrassed to make eye contact in such an embarrassing situation.
Your eyes were just looking at the ceiling, enjoying Lev's cock that was getting erect as you rubbed it.
You decided to pick up the pace and started rocking your hips back and forth a little faster. You could feel your panties getting wetter. Your horny pussy seemed like it wanted to take two huge cocks inside of it and it was literally begging you for it.
Yaku looked at the meter in his hand.
"You're doing well, two minutes left," he said, extremely pleased with the situation he'd put you in.
If you couldn't ejaculate, you would have to accept the punishment determined by Yaku. But you seemed to agree already. You could end the night as two virgins and a virgin, losing your virginity forever.
You wanted them both to fuck you. You wanted to be squeezed into any corner of the house and have a dick in your mouth, a dick in your pussy, maybe even a dick in your ass.
Waves of pleasure were spreading mercilessly throughout your body, from your clitoris to your toes.
Movie night was about to turn into an orgy and you were about to get fucked by your two best friends
Another minute had passed and you purposely didn't want to cum. An idol was cut under Lev. All the blood in his body was collected on his face due to contraction.
You screamed as your orgasm hit you. You settled completely on Lev's lap and took a deep breath.
Yaku mocked you, looking at the meter in his hand.
“I don't believe you y/n-chan. There's still half a minute left. "How quickly you cum!"
Lev took a deep breath and released himself.
“I…um,” you said shyly, looking over your shoulder at Yaku.
''What happened? "Your face is red," Yaku replied.
"I didn't cum"
"Didn't you cum?" Are you mocking me? "Then you will accept the punishment."
Yaku put the phone down and tried to peel off his pants. But you stopped it
''Stop!''
You got off Lev's lap and took off the one piece of clothing you were wearing, leaving you in front of them in your bra and panties.
“Y/n? "What are you doing?" said Lev, who was watching you in amazement.
You looked at them both with a red face
“I want you to fuck me. That's why I didn't ejaculate on purpose. Let's all three lose our virginity tonight. Say what?''
A satisfied smile then spread across Yaku's surprised face.
"This is the punishment we will give you if you don't cum." But I see that you are ready to be punished, y/n-chan.”
Lev still hadn't gotten over the shock of the situation they were in.
''What? Really y/n-chan? "You're not kidding, are you?"
You replied, turning your head to Lev
"I'm more serious than I've ever been before. It wouldn't be fair if only you fucked me. I want Yaku to experience this pleasure too. The three of us enjoy it more together. Now…''
You turned to Yaku again and confidently stated your demands.
"You can do whatever you want to me. There are never any limitations. You can benefit from every bit of my body. "I want you to fuck me everywhere"
This sentence was enough for both of them to get their dicks up. You unclasped your bra and tossed it aside. Then, as you took off your panties, you noticed that your wetness was leaking into your panties. So much so that when you separated your panties from your pussy, you saw a prolonged wetness.
You were already ready to be fucked by two men. You couldn't remember ever being this wet and eager.
You put your hand between your legs and spread the wetness from your vagina to your clit to see how wet you were on them. You showed them your wet and sticky fingers
''I'm ready''
"If you're ready, we're ready too," said Yaku as he took off his pants.
He gave the same order to Lev.
"You undress too, Lev. "Y/n-chan will give us paradise tonight"
"Okay…I'm ready to surrender my virginity to you y/n-chan" he said and started to undress too
Now all three of you were naked. Two men were waiting around you with their cocks erect. Both of their dicks were perfectly suitable for you.
“Yes y/n. "Which one of us will you start with first?" asked Yaku.
You looked at Lev and then at Yaku. You had just had a beginning with Lev. Naturally, you wanted to get some pleasure from Yaku.
You kneeled in front of Yaku and started licking his thick and big dick like you were licking ice cream, starting from his balls.
Yaku seemed to enjoy it from the first minutes
"Good girl! That's it! Go on! You're doing great." he said and gently caressed your head.''
Lev was watching you, feeling left out and not knowing what to do.
"Don't be idle either, Lev. Do something''
"What should I do?" he asked curiously.
Yaku grabbed you by your hair and pulled your mouth away from his dick.
''Y/n-chan. "Bend over!" he commanded clearly.
You bent down on all fours and waited for what would happen. Yaku turned to Lev as he pumped his cock into you
“While I cum in your mouth, you will cum in your wet pussy. "We will change places later"
Lev nodded. You lifted your hips a little more towards Lev to gain full access to your vagina. Then you grabbed Yaku's dick and started moving your head back and forth
Since you were wet enough, it wasn't hard for Lev's dick to enter your pussy. Since it was large but thin, it did not put much strain on the vaginal walls. But you felt a pain and sting that lasted for a few seconds, similar to a pinprick feeling.
Yaku's cock covered her mouth. You couldn't shout even if you wanted to. Tears flowed from her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.
"Are you hurt, slut?" "You asked for this?" Yaku slapped you brutally.
Red fingerprints appeared on his face
"Suck it. "Take all my dick in your mouth." He grabbed your hair tightly and pressed your head hard towards himself.
Lev was the one who broke her virginity. Lev's cock was covered in your virgin blood.
"Jeez! "I never thought you'd be this willing the first time, y/n-chan."
Lev buried his dick completely in your cunt and started rocking his hips back and forth. Then you got a spank on your hips
You let out a muffled moan as you felt the spank on your bottom. In a short time, Lev and Yaku increased their speed, doubling the pleasure you had received. You were insatiable and wanted more
Lev was fucking you pretty hard. Your vaginal walls had expanded like a sewer pipe. The blood flowing from her pussy dripped onto the carpet and stained it.
The spankings you received on your face and buttocks made you more willing.
"Come on whore! Make a little more effort. I'm about to cum"
Yaku was pushing you so hard that the tip of his dick was pressing against your throat and you almost couldn't fit it in your mouth.
You were holding yourself back from gagging or vomiting. You were focusing on the pleasure you were feeling to forget about your nausea.
Lev's cock was hitting you like a whip. As he moved his hips back and forth, the sound of his hips hitting your hips could be heard.
At this rate they were going to cum in both your stomach and your pussy.
"I want to cum in your pussy," Lev said very eagerly.
At that moment, Yaku spilled all his seed into your mouth. You felt his hardening cock soften like a balloon on your tongue.
As he pulled his dick out of your mouth, you opened your palms to catch the semen flowing from the corner of your lips. You took a deep breath and gagged to vomit the cum.
Lev had also ejaculated inside you. You felt the white liquid flowing from your pussy. Lev came out and wondered if you were okay or not
''Are you ok?''
"You know how to lick, I wish you would swallow the semen I put in your mouth"
“The girl already has enough semen both in her mouth and in her womb, Yaku-san. "It doesn't need to be in her stomach."
Yaku placed a threatening look on his face
"It will be in her another side now"
You looked at both of them and parted your lips covered in semen.
"I wanna anal"
Yaku was prepared for this request, but it was something Lev didn't expect.
"Are you sure about this?"
Yaku replied without giving you a chance.
"Don't worry Lev. She's too sure. You already broke her virginity. Don't get excited about fucking her ass. "I'd rather fuck a tiny hole than fuck a used cunt."
"I'm not curious either. "I also want to cum in Y/n-chan's mouth."
You stood up and laid down on the couch. You waited to be fucked like a whore in need of cock
Yaku chuckled.
"Do you want to get your ass fucked like this, y/n-chan?"
"Put my legs on your shoulders, Yaku-san. Fuck me. "I can't be patient any longer"
Then Lev laughed at your insatiability
“Look at this, Yaku-san. She's a total whore. "A total sex queen"
"Then what are we waiting for?" We have to give this cum hungry slut what she wants.”
This time Lev moved to where your head was to fuck your mouth. Yaku spread her legs. He eyed your used wet pussy before sticking a finger in your asshole
''Unbelievable. "I wish I had fucked this horny pussy first," he said and spanked her pussy hard.
You were hurt. You didn't just moan, you screamed. But it gave you enough pleasure to want it again
"Oh Yaku-san. Once again''
"Do you want it one more time? You wanted your ass fucked. If you're doing it to avoid having your ass fucked, don't you dare. "Your ass will be fucked the same way your pussy and mouth were fucked just now."
''I want to get fucked. Fuck me! "Don't pity me!"
"God, I can't believe I'm hearing this," said Lev, grinning.
"Fill me. Do not leave an empty space. I want your cum all over me! I really need this! "Make me crazy!"
"What a babble whore" you said while Lev grabbed your head and put his dick in your mouth
Yaku kept slapping your wet pussy. You were experiencing both pain and pleasure at the same time. Having your wet pussy slapped was making you more eager.
Yaku lifted your legs while Lev fucked your mouth. He grabbed her hips and spread them apart, revealing her asshole as small as her little finger.
"I'm not going to ask you if you're ready, little slut."
He put his middle finger in your asshole and started drawing circles to get you used to it.
You were screaming muffled with Lev's dick in your mouth. It was the first time something entered her little asshole.
Yaku then added a second finger and then increased it to three.
You were screaming in pain, your body wanted even more. You accepted this from the very beginning. You would endure both pain and pleasure.
"Your asshole will be widened now honey, get ready for it" said Yaku with a grin.
On the other hand, Lev was putting his dick in and out of your mouth, leaving you breathless.
Yaku aligned the tip of his hardened cock with your asshole and pushed himself inside you.
You almost jumped out of your seat with the sudden sting you felt in your ass. Since there was no lubricant, this was going to be quite painful for you.
"Try not to scream too much, honey," he said and pushed his dick further into her ass.
You screamed and tears fell from your eyes. Lev sensed something was wrong and pulled his dick out of your mouth
"Yaku-san, you have to stop! The girl is hurting!”
As soon as Lev took his dick out of your mouth, you coughed and flatly rejected what Lev said.
"No, Lev. How long have I waited for this? "Let it come inside me"
"You heard what he said, Lev. "Go ahead," Yaku said, pointing at you with his eyes.
While Yaku made an effort to enter your asshole completely, Lev continued the work he had just done.
A dick in your mouth and a dick in your ass were literally taking you to the peak of pleasure.
Lev was going all the way down her throat, while Yaku was pushing her asshole.
You were making moans and purrs that showed you were extremely eager.
All three of you increased your speed to the fullest. Having your asshole widened felt weirder than when you lost your virginity.
Your second orgasm was approaching.
“Yaku-san? "Are you cumming?" Lev was out of breath. His face was red as if blood had rushed to his cheeks.
''I am cumming. "Let's cum together"
You also showed that you were about to come by making strange moans.
Then your orgasm hit you like a powerful bolt of lightning. The moans from all three of you, enjoying your orgasm, filled the room.
They both took their dicks out of her mouth and ass. The sofa and carpet were stained with your virgin blood. He had redness and bruises all over his body. You felt too terrible to stand up. You had a lot of fun having group sex, but at the end it looked like you were literally beaten.
You stood up, out of breath.
''This was a lot of fun. "I think we should do it again as soon as possible," Lev said.
Yaku sat next to him and held his hand
"Are you okay?" he asked you.
You nodded yes, but you felt a terrible pain below your waist.
"I hope we didn't force you too hard, y/n-chan," Lev said worriedly.
''No. On the contrary, I enjoyed it very much. "I want to do this again"
Yaku smiled and agreed
"We'll do it again. But first we need to take a shower together and then clean up. We don't want to get Lev into trouble, do we?"
"Will you take me between both of you in the shower?" you asked tiredly.
"Of course!" Lev happily agreed.
They both put their arms around your shoulders and carried you to the bathroom. The three of you showered together. You really enjoyed bathing among Lev and Yaku.
After getting dressed, you cleaned the house. You wiped the blood stains on the floor and the couch until they were gone, picked up the garbage in every corner, and folded your discarded clothes neatly again.
You had had a rough night, but the fact that all three of you lost your virginity on the same night gave it meaning and significance.
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Hey hey hey!! ~~ I came back like a fireball. I guess this was way too obscene. But i hope you enjoyed this story
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fisheito · 3 months
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squints suspiciously at the next event's silhouettes devs, if that really is yakumo... DON't make me tap the sign.....😒..........
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sleepyomi · 1 year
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run (away) with me —
it was a rare occasion when you and your boyfriend both had the same day off. typically if you were off work, he had practice, or if he was off work, your boss found it within himself to conveniently schedule a board meeting. you guys both being off today was a treat after both having hard weeks and was the only reason why he was able to convince you to run with him. he would of had to anyway in order to even be able to have the day off from his coach, and you knew it’d be harder to enjoy your day off in bed if he wasn’t beside you for part of it. which was why you were running four miles at seven in the morning when you could have been sleeping.
“come on slow poke!” he calls out teasingly as he darts ahead and you can help the wave of fondness that crashes over you at the sight, snorting at his childish antics.
“call me a slowpoke again and you can run by yourself!” you quip, but the smile you’re failing to beat down on your face takes out any of the bite as he laughs under his breath. you speed up to match his pace and can’t help but roll your eyes at the shit eating grin on his face. “shut up.” you mumble looking away from him, though it doesn’t stop you from seeing the smug look on his face that you have memorized after 4 years together.
“I didn’t say anything!” he whines, even though the words were on the tips of his tongue. the sweet dew of the grass filling the air, and the pleasant breeze on his face couldn’t dull his mood, especially with his best girl beside him. he knew this wasn’t your ideal morning, waking up at sunrise to go on a run, but as he turned the corner to start heading to your favorite cafe so you could enjoy a nice breakfast together, he couldn’t think of a better way to spend it without you by his side.
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characters — atsumu, hinata, oikawa, tsukishima, yaku, suna, bokuto,
a/n: running with the hq boys sounds like a blast but I know they’d be little shitheads the whole time 😭
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do not edit, claim, or repost my work as per @sleepyomi
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jinisnuggets · 1 year
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Haikyuu character cute scenarios
Pt.1
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Karasuno
Hinata
Scenario count: 4
You and Hinata are eating Ice-cream after school, since you and Hinata are still friends you decide to give him a small hug, since he ✨Likes you✨
After you guys begin dating he always likes to back hug you when you don't see him, and if you tell him that he scared you, he will make a cute little pouty face.
Tanaka would type in all caps in the team group chat that you are also in "HINATA AND Y/N SITTING ON A TREE, K-I-S---" and Nishinoya would probably join him.
Your first date was a picnic date 🌸 he wanted to kiss you
Sugawara
Scenario count: 5
You were the first one to like him and someone from the team told him that and he was what "Excuses me-?"
He started seeing you as more then a sister since then.
He confessed to you on Valentine's day with bringing you a bag of your favorite things and told you he liked you.
Suga would get really nervous or shy when someone brings you up to him.
He normally calls you every night and you have to get used to hearing "Have you studied?" As his hello.
Tadashi
Scenario count: 5
He was so nervous around you ALL the time. When you guys got closer, he viewed you so much as his sister.
He would get hurt very easily 🥲
Many times he would ask you in text or in person "Are we still friends?"
He started liking you after he noticed you're the only one who makes him feel truly the way he does around you.
He always complements you with things like "You look really pretty today" or "I really like your hair."
Nekoma
Kenma
Scenario count: 5
He would view you as a sister too, mostly because he feels very comfortable around you.
He wouldn't really feel much for you until he realizes you're the only one who accepts him for who he is.
He would tell you sorry a lot because he feels bad for bothering you.
Your first date would be to a 🎰Arcade🎰
Kuroo would send you pictures of him in the corner playing games and ✨ sleep pics of him ✨
You guys wouldn't kiss for the first 2-4 months of your relationship.
✨ I like Kenma too so we're buddies ✨
Kuroo
Scenario count: 4
Man would like to call you Chan or Kohai
He would probably do anything in order to tell people you guys are a 🌸 thing 🌸
He would always say "Have you eaten?"
He would take funny close up pictures of himself and them to you, it's his way of saying "Hey", "Watcha doing?", "I'm bored" etc.
Yaku
Scenario count: 6
"By the time I get back, you better not be on that stupid phone anymore!"
He would be a very strict 'older brother'
If you don't give him enough attention he will throw a fit, when he says words like that you know he's serious.
He will often rub your cheeks and run his fingers though your hair in order to make you fall asleep.
Despite being short, he gets very protective over you.
You can vent to him as much as you want. He will always be there listening.
Fukorodani
Bokuto
Scenario count: 5
Too energetic of a crushy-wushy.
He would send videos of him and Kuroo in oversized hoodies with the tight hoods over their heads dancing to random songs and you can see poor Akaashi and Kenma in the back regretting all their life decisions.
Cuddles to sleep ✨✨✨
He would call you in the middle of the night asking if you still love him.
You and Akaashi are the only ones who can take care of his emo-mode.
Konaha
Scenario count: 4
Teaser bf 🌸
He would tease you all the time, "Wow you're so short", "yn, please, stop being so stupid."
He would hug you from behind or keep you from kissing him just to tease, if you like reading books he would take your book from you.
Very passionate and responsible but also very immature.
Haha, I accidentally posted this before I was even finished with it 😂
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tsuehiro · 2 years
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I'm alright if you're alright
And I'm okay if you're okay
Pairings :: Yaku x F!reader
Synopsis ; reader is sick which causes her to skipping school and she decides to not to tell her boyfriend, who is Yaku Morisuke.
Word Count = [ 579 ]
Song name :: This December
NOTEs!!
I think i can call this series because i'm planning to do those scenarios often with different song lyrics and haikyuu characters.
I don't really know if the scenario makes any sense but I just wanted to write this to got this out of my mind.
So why not to make it series yeah,,
It was more pretty and all of that stuff but it got out of like this so it's weird ig.. Anyways,,
Well it's fem reader againn, sorry (◞‸◟ㆀ)
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Enjoy while reading! ♡
꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚૮꒰˵•ᵜ•˵꒱ა‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷
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Tuesday — 20:48
' How sweet ' you thought, looking at your boyfriend who was getting ready to leave the gym while waving off every teammates of his.
You were waiting for him at the door with your hands in your pockets. Even when it was a summer night, you were feeling a little bit cold which was really odd for you.
When Yaku got out of the door you smiled at him which he returned with the same energy.
" Let's go l/n-san! "
You nodded and started to walk. It was fun to walk to home with him.
Wednesday — 7:12
Here you were, in your bed, keeping your blanket close to you even when it's literally looked like you were rolled up inside there. When your mom saw you like this, she was already panicking on what to do.
" Mom I'm okay, don't worry! I mean * cough cough * I'll be okay in tomorrow morning, i guess.. "
She run to the bathroom to prepare a wet towel for your head.
' I'll be alright if i just skip one day, yeah. That's it ' you thought.
Well..
It wasn't alright.
Friday — 18:20
You weren't coughing but still feelin cold and not letting go your blanket, you had skipped school for 3 days now.
You were about to sleep again when you heard a knock on your door. You thought that your mom will open but then you remembered that she was in work so you got up slowly.
You open the door slowly, seeing your boyfriend's eyes looking worried at you.
" O-oh hey Mori- "
" Why didn't you tell me that you were sick?! I got so worried! These 3 days were so hard to past by! "
" I'm.. I'm sorry Morisuke, I thought it'll be alright in the first day. " you pouted.
Feeling his hand on your cheeks made you melt for a moment. He was warm.
" Why are you so cold? It's literally burning outside! "
" I don't know, it's just.. I feel really cold "
He put his hand on his chin, looking like thinking. He grabbed you by your shoulders and turned you around.
He definitely knows your house, he has been here so much before.
" Go and take a cold shower! I'll make you food! I mean i already did but that doesn't matters! "
You chuckled and listened to him. After your shower you thought it didn't helped but it did, Yaku is never wrong-.
You were feeling better at the end of the day, thanks to Yaku. You accompanied him to the door when it was getting late. Standing in front of the door, he smiled brightly at you, which you returned him with the same energy.
" Thank you a lot, Morisuke~ "
" You should've just let me know, you know? I actually got suspicious when your text replies were so short unlike the other ones. I knew it that something wasn't okay. "
You kissed his cheek softly, making his heart melt.
You don't need to know that but you did-.
" Are you sure you're alright now babe? "
" Yes! Thanks to you love~ I mean I was and with you all day~! I'm more than alright now!! "
You grinned while he thought to himself,,
' I'm alright if you're alright
And I'm okay if you're okay '
He smiled to you too, waving at each other, he left your house.
' How sweet ' you thought, again, while closing the door.
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clubkira · 6 months
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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ
── FIANCÉ!JNT / FEM!READER SERIES┊͙HAIKYUU!!
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my one and only all my life!
꒰ premise ꒱ : the nhk’s special broadcasts centered around the jnt ‘monster generation’ lineup’s future wives-to-be!
꒰ content ꒱ : haikyū!! / f!reader. JNT & staff. mini-series. established relationships. horrendously downbad fiancés. fluff (with suggestive moments).
series soundtrack. dear future husband : meghan trainor.
⁞ ‘✎ — vie’s love letter ؛ ଓ series updates irregularly. extremely suggestive at times (no explicit smut). mentions / allusions to sex or intimacy. sfw + fluff.
꒰ haikyuu!! masterlist. ꒱
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── DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ (01)
⌗ relationship advice with ; atsumu miya. rintarou suna. wakatoshi ushijima. shoyo hinata.
the nhk gives it’s viewers a peak into the love lives of the jnt’s lineup, interviewing the future wives of the jnt to crack the secret to a happy relationship! ❤︎
── DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ (02)
⌗ truth or drink with ; koutarou bokuto. morisuke yaku. kiyoomi sakusa. tobio kageyama.
the nhk is hosting another special broadcast featuring the fiancées of the jnt’s lineup! and this time, it’s truth or drink! ❤︎
── DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ (03)
⌗ would you rather with ; motoya komori. kourai hoshiumi. aran ojiro. kenma kozume.
due to popular demand, the nhk has organized another live special with the monster generation’s fiancées! tune in for this segment of would you rather + a surprise game with our special sponsor! ❤︎
── DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ (04)
⌗ QnA with ; tetsurou kuroo. hajime iwaizumi.
the fiancées of the jnt’s staff get a turn in the limelight in an all new special broadcast, a couples QnA spanning their several happy years of romance together! ❤︎
── DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ (05)
⌗ reading thirst tweets with ; tobio kageyama. wakatoshi ushijima. kourai hoshiumi.
this nhk segment is brought to you by the schweiden alders! thirst tweets with the jnt alder members, but not of them— they’ll be reacting to thirsts for their fiancées! ❤︎
── DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND .ᐟ (06)
⌗ two truths and a lie with ; shoyo hinata. atsumu miya. koutarou bokuto. kiyoomi sakusa.
with the jnt’s msby members comes two truths and a lie! it's a battle between two lovers; who knows the other better? ❤︎
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── ONESHOTS .ᐟ
coming soon !
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── EXTRAS .ᐟ
HEY, FUTURE HUSBAND . . . ( ASK EVENT )
⌗ event status : closed!
FIANCÉE’S JOBS
⌗ answered ask !
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reblogs are appreciated .ᐟ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა
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why haikyuu boys quit volleyball
various hq boys hcs !
more-so angst, however you’d like to categorize it
a/n: i know some no longer play vb in timeskip but i still wanted to write something abt it since i’m dealing w my own vb injury atm 💔
an injury. he always pushed himself beyond his limits, his body breaking down numerous times, practically pleading for a break. the most he’d do was ice it for an hour and take a break for a day, then he’d be back to training. it was a strenuous activity and his body could no longer withstand it, not like how it could when he was in his prime. after a recent injury, he had gone to the doctor instead of the athletic trainer despite his desperate attempts to tell the coach he was fine. his doctor almost immediately evaluated that he couldn’t be cleared to play again, not without worsening another injury. it was a harsh truth to come too, a now mental challenge he must overcome.
ATSUMU, bokuto, NISHINOYA, YAKU, iwaizumi, HINATA
losing the love for the sport. as they say, one bad coach can ruin everything. practice began to feel like a chore to attend. he couldn’t see to get song with his teammates, often disagreeing with his coach about certain things. he had spent hours training on his own just to be blatantly ignored by the coach. the favoritism on the team surpassed the sheer talent others had. no matter how hard he worked, he’d never be seen. at one point, he just accepted it and took his leave. for good.
daichi, TSUKISHIMA, ENNOSHITA, yamaguchi, tanaka
overshadowed by the newer generation. he had won numerous awards and made many high level teams in his prime. as he got to his mid-late twenties, he began to feel time on his muscles and joints. sure, he still had that power as he always had, but every little injury we’re a risk to his career. coaches noticed this too as his playing time started slimming down. it was something he had no control over. watching all the fresh and youthful bodies fill in his position was heartbreaking. he longed to get back out there and play as he once did.
KAGEYAMA, OIKAWA, sakusa, SUGAWARA, ushijima, akaashi
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keitea · 1 year
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playing just dance with them 🤭🤭 this is self-indulgent becausc i'm a dancer myself anyway, they're in awe at how well you dance. "you're literally mirroring them,” he says, gesturing to the avatar on the screen.
god his smile when he watches you in your element and that cute grin on your face makes his heart race so damn fast (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡
asahi, daichi, suga, yaku, goshiki, iwa, kita, kenma <3
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gumi-gang · 2 years
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ADVENTURES OF NEKOMA’S TEAM MANAGER - RECRUITMENT
wc: 2811
you become the manager of nekoma high’s boy volleyball team... but against your will.
warnings: bullying, lev calls you dude, mild swearing, the reader is both slightly unhinged and hangs out with morally corrupt people
an: this is an introduction to a series i’m starting. it’s not necessarily a hq character x reader yet, but rather a collection of fics of what it’s like for nekoma to have an unhinged team manager. 
you became the manager for nekoma’s boys volleyball team halfway into your 1st year at nekoma high
as surprising as it sounds, Lev is actually the one to recruit you
well not so much as recruit, but blackmail
you see, the friends you made when you first entered high school weren’t exactly friendly
they quickly realized how intelligent you were and would use you often by asking you for homework answers, getting favors from teachers, and even cheating off of you during tests
they would even bully other students in your class who they deemed ‘weird’ or ‘losers’
while you wouldn’t take part in actually shoving heads into toilets, pushing people in the halls, or intimidating your classmates into doing your classroom duties, you were just as guilty for not speaking up
but you also don’t want to be lonely
it seems like everyone has already found their places on the societal totem pole, and there’s nowhere for you to go but down
you tried joining a club a month into the school year, but your friends claimed they would be hurt if you were off spending time without them. falling for their guilt trip, you didn’t actually end up joining speech and debate
instead you would spend your afternoons walking around tokyo with them, buying things you couldn’t afford and pretending to be someone you weren’t 
until one day when you’re running late for class and bump into a tree a really tall person in the hallway
“my bad,” the person blurts and bends down to help you pick up everything you’ve dropped. even hunched over and close to the ground this boy manages to tower over you
he notices that you have a lot of copies of the same sheet of paper, all filled out with slightly differently work, but the same answers. “hey why do you have other peoples’ homework?” the boy asks you, as he begins to look through each. none of them having the same name twice
“uh gotta go,” grab the papers from his hands. you register the name on his uniform: ‘haiba,’ and run to your class, barely making it in time
you don’t think about the encounter for the rest of the day, until lunch when you walk outside to the vending machines to get some strawberry milk
aside from the time you spend walking to and from class and at home, you don’t spend much time away from your friends. it’s overwhelming to constantly be around them, so you take extra long in front of the vending machine today. 
until you feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around to see the boy from the hallway in front of you
“hey,” you say. although it comes out more like a question rather than a greeting. 
“hey, so i was thinking,” the boy starts. “the reason you were running down the hallway with other peoples’ homework is because you stole them! which, as you should know, is an offense punishable by detention.” when he finishes speaking and waving around his finger, he grins madly at you, with a look on his face that makes it appear that he is quite proud of himself. 
also, Lev talked to Inuoka about what happened this morning, which is why he’s saying this. not because he actually knows or remembers the school rules. 
“are you gonna give me detention?” you scoff at him as your drink your strawberry milk. 
“i can’t, but your teacher can and i can just tell them about it”
you almost retort with ‘and why would they believe you,’ but you decide against it. 
you don’t actually know this boy or how credible he is. for all you know he’s some third year, or maybe even on student council. you don’t wanna provoke him in anyway, or give him any information alluding to how you did all of your friends’ homework for them. which you know is also a “punishable offense.” 
you know that is the school were to find out about it, not only would you get detention, but you’d become a new target for your friends. they wouldn’t hesitate to make your life a living hell for the next two years. 
“how can i buy your silence?” you ask
“you can become the manager of the boys volleyball team” he replies without missing a beat
you spit out your strawberry milk, which unfortunately lands on the lower part of his uniform shirt. however, you’re too taken back to apologize, because who is this guy? and why is he asking you to become a sports team manager? 
he, however, is surprised and whines “dude!” 
“dude? dude? did you seriously just ask me to be the team manager of the volleyball team?” 
you stare at him incredulously. this doesn’t throw Lev off, and so he nods and says, “yeah, only for now, until we find someone more permanent. we have practice today after school in the big gym, so i’ll see you then!” and then he walks off. 
totally forgetting to mention how Yamamoto said he’d buy any of the first years sushi if they found the team a manager
you stand there in front of the vending machines dumbfounded and completely out of strawberry milk before returning to class
at the end of the day you tell your friends that you have a “family thing,” and that you need to go home immediately after school. they don’t seem at all disappointed in your not being able to join them for terrorizing all of tokyo, but each give you a look of skepticism as they leave school for the day
you briefly debate actually going home and playing it off as if you forgot. but then you recall your worries about who this guy might be, and realize that he not only knows your name, but your class since he saw you run into it this morning. 
not at all excited, you drag your feet to the gym. the sounds of chatter and running getting louder as you approach. 
when you get there you stand near the open doorway to see about fifteen high school boys running laps around the gym. several of them are in conversation with each other. except for two boys. one who looks like he need to get his roots redone, who lags behind, and the leader of the group, who also had blonde dyed hair, and is mostly yelling motivating sentiments to himself. 
you don’t get much time to linger near the doorway, because the boy from this morning, who you can’t miss because wow he looks really tall from afar, waves at you to come over and leaves the group, jogging towards you. 
“hey l/n!” he calls out, with his voice echoing throughout the gym. you catch the attention of everyone else in the gym, many of which pretend not to be looking at you. with the exception of the boy who is still lagging behind. he looks like he is too focused on trying not to pass out. 
“hi uhhh,” you fail to recall the name you saw on his uniform this morning. 
“you can call me Lev,” he tells you as he ushers you towards the benches. you try to keep up with his large strides, which means you must look like you’re doing something like a jog. 
by the time Lev sops walking you’re more out of breath than he is. as you catch your breath, you look up to see two older men in tracksuits smiling warmly at you. 
“you must be l/n-san. Lev mentioned you’d come by to try out and apply for the manager position. i’m Coach Nekomata and this is Coach Naoi!” the shower man tells you. 
you just give him a nod and polite greeting, because you’re hoping this afternoon goes smoothly until you get out of there. 
not long after, the rest of the team finishes their laps and comes over to drink some water and take a breather
it looks like Coach Nekomata is about to address the group, but before he can start speaking Lev jumps in. “guys, this is l/n-san! they’re gonna be our new manager!” 
you quickly catch on that the teem has been looking forward to having a team for quite some time. most of them had an expression between excitement and disbelief.
Coach Nekomata clears his throat to regain the attention of his team. 
“yes l/n-san is here to apply for the team manager position. please look out for them and treat them with the kindness you treat each other with.” 
“you guys are supposed to be nice to me?” -Lev being ignored
the entire team turns to you, and despite you wanting to be anywhere but here you introduce yourself. “hi. i’m l/n y/n. i’m a first year here. i don’t really know much about volleyball, but i will do as much as i can to be of help!” 
‘for today,’ you finish in your head. because Lev did say this was temporary, but from the way he introduced you and from Coach Nekomata’s words you get the impression that everyone expects you to hang around for some time
after everyone stops staring at you like you’re a unicorn, coach dismisses them to do drills or something. you don’t really pay attention to that part. 
Coach Naoi takes you on a tour around the gym. 
he shows you the storage room and tells you how things get cleaned and put away, he shows you where the sinks to refill the water bottles are, he shows you the entrance to the locker room, but does not take you inside, he shows you where the weight room is, and most importantly he shows you where the manager clipboards and other equipment is. 
then he explains the various responsibilities that come with being team manager. it sounds like tough work if you’re being honest, and the early morning practices certainly don’t sell it. 
the tour and introduction to the position take up most of the practice time. you can barely manage to fill up the water bottles by the time the team is done practicing. 
you’re taken back when all of the boys each thank you for doing so for them, as they take some time to rest before cleaning up. 
Coach Nekomata addresses the team and reminds them of practice tomorrow afternoon which you think you also need to be there for...)
i mean Lev did tell you this was temporary, so you’re unsure when will be a good time for you to stop pretending to be team manager
when the coaches leave, you begin to clean up with the rest of the team. you’re quickly taken back by the fact that everyone is helping out. you know that some of them should be second and third years, so why they weren’t leaving all the work to the first years was confusing to you. 
“hi l/n-san!” another really tall boy approaches you
his hair really throws you off, not because he’s also blonde (because he isn’t, he just has black hair), but because it looks messy as it almost covers one eye. ‘it really suits him,’ you think to yourself. 
“i’m Kuroo. captain of the team,” he introduces himself. before you can reintroduce yourself and tell him that it’s nice to meet him too, he continues “thanks for taking on the manager position. a lot of us gave up on the hope that we’d get one a while ago. i speak for the rest of the team when i say that we hope you stick around!” 
with that he walks away to help another one of the boys take down the net
gradually members start to leave. you were told to lock up today, so you leave last. 
however, when you’re finally ready to go, you see Lev standing near the door with three other boys. you walk towards them, because you need to tell them to get their butts out so you can lock up. 
Lev is sporting a huge smile, which looks more devilish than the friendly smiles you get from the other boys
“hey l/n,” Lev starts. “i feel like i should propetly introduce myself. i’m Haiba Lev from class 3.” 
“i’m Inuoka So from class 1!” the boy with tall, brown hair tells you. you realize from standing so close to them that Inuoka is actually quite tall. it’s just Lev’s height that makes anyone appear short next to him. 
the other two boys introduce themselves as “Shibayama Yuki from class 4″ and “Tamahiko Teshiro from class 6.” 
you go to introduce yourself again, but Inuoka cuts you off by saying, “we heard Lev tackled you in the hallway and now you have to be our team manager. we’re sorry about him.” 
“hey!” - Lev
you laugh as you lock up the gym. “today wasn’t too bad. it was nice watching you guys play, although i don’t know much about volleyball.” 
“it’s okay, neither does Lev,” Shibayama jokes. 
“Hey!” -Lev
once you’re all done laughing at Lev’s expense, Lev tells you that they are gonna go get taiyaki before heading home. “do you wanna come along?” he asks you. 
you almost roll your eyes at them, thinking they’re just teasing you or messing with you. your terrible friends have conditioned you to believe that people don’t just want you for your company. that everyone has ulterior motives. 
however, you realize that it’s a genuine offer when you take in the looks of all the boys. they all seem sincere in wanting you to come along with them. 
“are you sure i’m not intruding?” you ask
“not at all! first year solidarity!” Inuoka pumps his fist in the air, which is followed by a chorus of ‘yeahs’
hestitantly you nod your head and follow them along to the store. you really didn’t expect to be hanging out with members of the volleyball team after one practice as their manager, but you can’t say you’re not thrilled at the idea of making friends with people that aren’t planning to beat someone up. 
once you all arrive at the bakery and get your taiyaki, you manage to find a table outside to sit and eat. 
the boys ask you basic getting-to-know someone questions. ‘what’s your favorite color?’ ‘have you seen the new season of Stranger Things?’ ‘do you think you could take a bear in a fight?’ etc. 
having fun with them distorts your perception of time, and when you realize that it has gotten dark out you all bid each other your goodbyes and return home. 
that night when you’re getting read to go to bed, your mind is filled with the events of the day. you hadn’t expected to have as much fun as you did watching the team practice, or getting to know the first years, or feel fulfillment from the team thanking you for doing the manager duties. 
the next day at school, you spend the entire day contemplating whether or not to go back to the gym
really the only con that comes to mind is that you might lose the only people who refer to you as their friend, and might even become another target of theirs
however, as you walk through the hallways between periods or on your way to the vending machines, several of the volleyball members, many of which you don’t remember the names of, greet you
one of them, yaku, who you learn is a third year, sees you on his way to deliver some papers to the teachers office and even strikes up a conversation with you
at the end of the day, when you really have to make a decision, your friends tell you that they’re gonna go to the mall. after having ditched them yesterday, you go to follow them. 
you figure you’ll just return the gym key tomorrow to Coach Nekomata or Coach Naoi and explain that you won’t be coming back
you quickly gather your things as your friends wait for you to go, when you hear your name being called
Looking up you see Lev, Shibayama, Tamahiko, and Inuoka standing by the door, all with bright smiles looking back at you
“are you coming to the gym?” Lev asks you
you turn to see that your friends are confused by the situation. one of them looks at you with a rather nasty scowl and a raised eyebrow, almost asking you to explain. 
but you don’t. instead you gather your things and tell your friends, “sorry, i have other plans,” and dash out of the classroom with the boys, towards the gym
you’ve known the nekoma boys volleyball team for about 24 hours now, but you’ve come to find solace in the blooming friendships you share with them
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Nekoma Masterlist
Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below.
🌹: Smut
🥀: Angst
🍭: Fluff
😂: Comedy
🧐: Random
🧸: Domestic
😐: Non-Specified
🗡️: Gore/Yandere
❤️: Romantic
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ERINA WRITES- HAIKYUU, HETALIA, KNB
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Kuroo Tetsurou - Captain
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When their S/O in their Period (Part one) 🍭🧐
Pranking S/O by Forgetting Today is Valentine🥀🍭♥️
S/O Surprising them with Pets🧸❤️🍭
Hanging Out with S/O who is a Karasuno Manager❤️🧐
Kai Nobuyuki - Vice Captain
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Morisuke Yaku - Libero
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When Their S/O in their Period (Part One)🍭🧐
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Fukunaga Shouhei - Wing Spiker
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