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attemptinghaikyuu · 11 months

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Joking About Dating A Friend But They Take You Seriously

A/n: This is for the woman lovers this glorious June hehe, I know there’s not always a lot of this type of writing for anyone who likes girls so I hope I did right by the lovers of these haikyuu lovelies <3

G/n reader

Haikyuu girls (most of them~)

Yachi Hitoka

Her poor little heart drops

She looks like a kicked puppy, giving the biggest sad eyes as she watches you with another girl who she knows you’re good friends with

Thought you were good friends with

Now she knows that was wrong and it was stupid of her to assume

Yachi immediately wishes she had the power to go back in time to before she even knew you so she could tell herself “NO! Don’t fall for this one!!!”

Tears in her eyes, she thinks it probably would’ve happened anyway

It’s hard, but she forces herself to face the other way and once she succeeds in turning, she tries to start walking away

She’s so upset she can’t get her feet to move :(

Yachi had always been guilty of crushing too hard on people, however this seemed a little excessive right now

She doesn’t even realize when you come up behind her and she certainly misses the tender, worried look you give as you notice her tears

The sound of your voice startles her out of her frozen state

“Yachi? Yachi, what’s wrong?”

Let it be known Yachi Hitoka is not a brave soul; she runs from fights and hides when things overwhelm her

That being said, she had her brave moments

And apparently this was one of them

She says your name and takes a shuddering breath-

And ends up shouting, “I like you!”

She’s so embarrassed by her outburst that she starts completely sobbing

….maybe the tears are also from the fact that she knows you don’t like her back

Except you’re cupping her face and starting to laugh at the shocked, snotty face looking back

“Yachi,” you say slowly, letting yourself enjoy the way Yachi’s eyes watch you

“I like you too. And if you weren’t covered in so much snot, I’d kiss you.”

Completely shell shocked, starts stuttering right away in disbelief. “W-w-what do you mean? I j-just heard you say you were d-d-dat-ting your friend?”

“What? When did I-

You stop and think back to not even two minutes ago when you had indeed been messing around with a friend. “oh.”

You move your hands down till Yachi’s and yours are interlocked and apologize

“I’m so sorry for upsetting you Yachi, I was joking around with her and I really didn’t mean it.. can you forgive me for hurting you?”

Yachi sniffles and says to your surprise, “how do you know I’m crying because of that?”

You can’t help the laughter you both burst out into

And then Yachi has one more brave moment as she kisses your cheek

Alisa Haiba

Alisa is used to acting

She’s in the modeling industry after all and she’s had more then her fair share of days where all she wanted to do was yell and make a mess of things but she didn’t, instead smiling and greeting people politely

Hearing you say you were dating the handsome model she had worked with on several occasions before, brought out an ugly anger she found she didn’t want to hold back and wasn’t sure she could act away

Alisa had been aware of your closeness to the model, she had been the one to introduce you two

She hadn’t realized that the relationship you shared with him, could morph into something romantic

Finding out now, after you had already apparently been going out, made her blood boil

It wasn’t fair in the slightest! She hadn’t gotten to confess, she hadn’t thought she needed to until she had figured out the way to tell you her feelings

You were perfect for each other, at least in her opinion! And you’d practically been dating!! How could this have happened?

She didn’t know, you hadn’t even hinted at liking the man and that made her even more pissed off at you and him

She probably could’ve avoided the situation she was about to put you all in, if she had payed attention to the way the man had rolled his eyes and said after a few seconds that he wouldn’t date you

But Alisa wasn’t paying attention to what you were saying anymore, having turned her focus to what she would tell you dating a model was like and how it was a horrible idea if it wasn’t her

So she did what she figured was a very friendly, friend-ish thing to do, (and she was a friend right?) and told you all about the horrors of dating a model

Both you and the man you’d been joking with have your jaws dropped to the floor as you listen to Alisa shit talk the man next to you and inadvertently, herself as well…

You consider interjecting, though you don’t think you could even if you wanted to as you listen to Alisa heatedly tell you about plastic surgery and weight problems in the industry

“And anyway, now that you know that dirty habit most models participate in,” at this she pauses and glares at the man beside you. “I’m sure you’d love to know what models do to force romance on relationships that aren’t romantic? Yeah? I think you would, so listen up closely, this one will be hitting home I believe,”

At that, someone finally intervenes

It’s the handsome model you’re “dating” excusing himself to the bathroom

…

You supposed that was fair

And you supposed you knew what this was about now that Alisa had brought up romance

“Alisa, babe.. are you upset about my joke with Jay? Because I didn’t mean it, obviously I didn’t when we’re dating.”

“Yes I’m mad about Jay and your relationship I-

She stops and stares at you, as what you said sinks in

“Sweetheart,” she starts, unsure and a little excited at the same time. “What do you mean we’re dating?”

Now you’re staring

“Uhm? Aren’t we?” You ask a little stupidly

In your defense Alisa had quite literally just called you sweetheart and you could recall five separate times she’d said she loved you?? And you’d said it back??? Sooo

Alisa can’t believe her luck, she’s so happy she doesn’t care she just told you a multitude of terrible things models do and that she was mad enough to do it in the first place

All that matters as she smiles, and wraps you in her arms is how you care about her the way she does you and she tells you now for the sixth time, that she loves you <3

Kageyama Miwa

Conflicting upon conflicting emotions as she hears you say with a cheeky smile you’re excited for your date later

On the one hand, she likes the happy expression on your face, on the other you’re talking to someone she’s never met

From an outsiders perspective it looks like she ate something sour and that’s why she’s making such a scrunched face

In the end, her reaction smooths out into a slightly disgruntled look as she decides to walk away and pretend she heard nothing

A good portion of her figures if she ignores this, it won’t be real

This doesn’t end up working too well when she starts to religiously avoid you along with the news of you dating someone else

She doesn’t even know why it’s bothering her so much

Miwa supposes her slight crush could have something to do with it…

But she’d never once stopped to consider dating you, so she didn’t know why someone else dating you would bother her so much

I mean.. you still had the same relationship, right?

Not with her avoiding you and looking sour every time she caught a glimpse of you. It was hard to acknowledge she didn’t have your friendship anymore

And now she couldn’t stop thinking about how much she missed spending her time with you, and she hates the way she’s been handling her feelings >:(

UhhhgggghhhHHH! She just wants to be around you again, regardless of your feelings toward her

It’s time, she realizes, time to confess you’re her best friend

She’s really freaking nervous going up to you the next time she sees you

There was a brief consideration to text you and say what she wanted the easy way, but then it wasn’t easy at all trying to come up with something to tell you and she figured it would go better if she said in person anyway

You’re shocked, seeing Miwa want to talk, after days of her looking miserable and running away when she so much as saw you

Truth be told, you’re mad at the woman for ignoring you

You still let her talk though, since you miss her voice

“Hi,” she starts.

You wait

She opens her mouth to continue

And shuts it again

You’re left staring at each other like 👁👁

You decide you’re mad again, “Miwa, what do you want from me?” When she doesn’t respond you continue. “I seriously can’t believe you’re ignoring me again! Can’t you just tell me what’s wrong?”

You stomp your foot in frustration and Miwa thinks it’s pretty cute, and now she’s embarrassed for thinking that when you’re dating someone else

She finally speaks, “I want us to still be friends..”

“What?” You seriously don’t understand

She continues with a frown. “I want us to be friends even though you’re dating someone else.”

“Miwa I’m what?” You ask incredulously

“You’re dating someone.” She says it as if it’s a fact

“I’m not.” You respond as if it’s a fact, and it is

“…what?”

“That’s what I should be saying!” You’re confused, and you just wanna know whats wrong with Miwa

“Do you want to date someone?”

You startle at this and turn to find eyes staring intensely at you

“I-I guess it depends on the person,” you say, feeling shy at your friend’s sudden curiosity

“Would you want to date me?”

You sputter, understanding lighting you on fire

“You can say no as long as we’re still friends,” she adds, almost as an afterthought

You finally regain enough composure to say yes

Miwa’s so glad she gets to be the one to date you, she doesn’t hesitate to kiss you right away <3

Kanoka Amanai

Hears you say in your joking around voice that you’re going to kiss your girlfriend, and sees that it’s directed at a friend who she thought was dating someone else

She’s automatically unsure how she should take this information

You seemed like you were kidding, and yet the word “girlfriend” echoes in her head

And with her anxious thoughts taking over, she’s inclined to believe you are being serious, as silly as that may seem if she explained the situation out loud

Kanoka didn’t know whether you were actually dating or into that girl, she really had no idea what your feelings were at all

What she did know was that she had bad luck when it came to romance

No matter who she liked it never ended the way she hoped it would-

With them dating

Some had become lifelong friends and others had distanced themselves afterwards, one can’t help excepting the fate of no romance after so many rejections though

So Kanoka, heart hurting, resigns herself to the revelation

There’s always next time

Except..

She doesn’t want there to be a next time

She knew it was wrong to like people so much when it had never once ended well, yet she just couldn’t tell her heart to listen to logic when her feelings for you were in question >:/

So she makes a decision on the spot

Kanoka doesn’t want to walk away from you and her feelings

She knows there will always be hurt in feelings that don’t match

But she’s going to face that hurt head on and tell you what she wants

Even when she’s sure she knows what your answer will be

She turns around and marches up to you, ignoring the flare of jealousy at the proximity your “girlfriend” and you share

“I need to talk to you,” she starts and only waiting a moment for your nod, grabs your arm and guides you away from the group of friends you had been surrounded by

“What did you want to talk about?” You ask

Kanoka doesn’t hesitate

“I want to go out with you,” she says. “I want to go on dates and kiss you and tell you I love you! I want you to look at me and I want to look back, and I need you to tell me if you’re dating that girl.”

She’s pointing back at the group, at your friend who you’d been joking with a few minutes ago

You barely register it through your shock, you were not expecting a confession

Least of all such a big, sweet one

You want to tell your friend that yes! You want to date her but you’re stuck frozen so long, her face starts to twist and you can see the confidence in Kanoka fade

She looks terrified by the time you open your mouth, having worked out what to say

“Kanoka, I would never date Luce, and I’m not sure if you noticed but,” you smile, closing the distance between you two. “I’m already looking at you.”

You both are, and you only stop when your eyes close and lips meet

Yukie Shirifuka

She’s so chill

She’s legit right next to you as you say you’ll bridal carry your partner

Doesn’t blink, carry’s on as is

In reality, she is so focused on coming across as chill, that she doesn’t hear you say you’re kidding

Only after you’re gone does Bokuto ask if Yukie’s ok?

He was also there at the scene of the crime

He also blanked out and didn’t hear you when you very clearly said you were kidding

Neither of them saw you look over at Yukie nervously after your joke either, like you were worried about her reaction

They panicked, alright?

Yukie keeps panicking for days afterward

She wants you to tell her about your relationship so she can get over you

But you act like you would normally and don’t mention anything about your partner, and it’s not helping her get over you at all???

In the end, she decides she needs to kill you and dispose of your body

Kidding! She’s kidding!! She does scare Bokuto with that suggestion when she says it with a straight face though

Yukie’s pretty tired of dancing around her feelings at this point

She decides to tell you the next time you’re alone together

Which takes way too long for her liking

Her opportunity finally comes after a couple more weeks, when she and you walk home together after a hangout with friends at a park

She seriously looks indifferent as she turns to you, the moment other people are out of the way and says, “I like you, and it’s in a romantic way.”

Like damn ok

You take a second to stop, and then keep moving when you see Yukie is marching onwards

You respond as you reach her side

“I like you too!”

You’re happy, big grin stretching across your face and Yukie is very confused

“..did you not hear me say romantically? Or did you break up with your partner?”

The last bit makes you hesitate before you say you heard her and you don’t know what she means by breakup

“That friend you were dating, the one that you carried-

Did you break up?”

“We were never dating!” You shout, without thinking of the people within earshot

“We’ve joked a couple times, but I don’t actually like them and we’ve always made it clear we’re kidding!”

Yukie doesn’t get flustered easily, however she’s beet red as you yell

And she gets even more embarrassed when you ask if she wants to date

She wishes she’d paid more attention

She’s wishes BOKUTO had paid more attention

And Yukie wishes she could have been dating you two weeks sooner as she tells you yes, she wants to start dating

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leahrintarou · 7 months

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🎃 KINKTOBER 2023 🎃

🎃 HELLO, GUYS! welcome to my 2023 kinktober, where i write smut chapters with various (haikyuu) characters paired with various kinks. i will be writing for fem x fem and/or fem x male. (only 10 days this year bc i fell behind lol)

🎃 rolls of dominance will also vary between chapters. so yeah. i hope u enjoy! (If i didn't get to write ur kink and request, don't worry. I'll be writing it as its own smut chapter aside from kinktober. (You will find it in my masterlist.)

click here for 2022 kinktober

MDNI !!

DAY 1: 🎃 Oikawa Toru - Sounding

DAY 2: 🎃 Atsumu Miya - Snowballing

DAY 3: 🎃 Alisa Haiba - Virginity loss

DAY 4: 🎃 Kuroo Tetsuro - Vibrator

DAY 5: 🎃 Suna Rintarou - Somnophilia

DAY 6: 🎃 Akaashi Keiji - Breeding

DAY 7: 🎃 Kenma Kozume - Exhibitionism

DAY 8: 🎃 Tendou Satori - Intercrural Sex

DAY 9: 🎃 Iwaizumi Hajime - Nipple Play

DAY 10: 🎃 Semi Eita - Humiliation

BONUS: 🎃 Kita Shinsuke - Hard Dom

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sky-casino · 1 year

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stranger danger: drug lord!kuroo x detective!alisa (kurolisa)

drug lord!kuroo x detective!alisa

genres: fluff, angst, some police/detective stuff (suspense, action), sprinkle of smut word count: 7,300+ a/n: i believe it’s my first time to write something with suspense and action in it omg? so this is quite new for me lol 😅 😂 hope you like it!

alisa haiba is a detective who belongs to a small team tasked to apprehend kuroo tetsurou, the city’s rumored most notorious drug lord.

they need a cold hard proof to arrest him. he has to be caught red-handed. they’ve been investigating and watching him for almost half a year now. they so badly want to put a tracker in his cars but they can’t do it without warrant, and they don’t have enough basis to get one. they’ve tried wiretapping him but it yielded nothing. so all they could do is watch him.

as much as they hate to admit it, he’s really good at hiding his crimes and leading a seemingly normal life.

this seemingly normal life consists of working as an owner of multiple properties rented by companies, bar-hopping and partying hard almost every night, going to the gym, watching and participating in drag races, and being with a different girl every week. he’s your typical hot and rich guy who every girl thirsts for.

except alisa. all she wants is to arrest him and end his drug business, which is the main contributor in the city’s increase of drug use.

it comes to a point wherein alisa volunteers to go undercover herself in order to get close to kuroo and become a part of his circle. she believes that watching from afar is not enough, she needs to go to him.

her team was surprised with her idea, but they’re open to it. however, one of them, osamu, is against this.

alisa explains her plan: she’ll jumpstart the operation at night. she’ll go to the bar where kuroo will be. attract his attention, engage in conversation, and get to know him so that she’ll be his girl of the week or so. she’ll keep the act until he likes and trusts her enough to take her home to his penthouse, even better if he also takes her to his office because that’s where documents pertaining to his drug deals would most likely be located.

as her final argument to get her team’s approval, alisa states the obvious fact that she’s the only female in the team, so she has to be (and is only) the one to do this.

she also mentions how they already know kuroo’s ideal girl, given how much time they invested in watching him and his daily life. getting his attention will be a piece of cake, maintaining it will be a bit more difficult, but ultimately, the goal is to obtain cold hard proof.

osamu is silent for a moment, but given that everyone else has already agreed and alisa very much wants to do this, he relents.

the night of the start of the undercover mission has arrived. a few days ago, the team leader assigned osamu as alisa’s back-up and main point of contact as she goes undercover for the entirety of the operation, since the rest of the small team have other cases to work on.

alisa, clad in a short golden sparkly dress, comes out of her bedroom. osamu is in awe as he has never seen alisa dress like this, not even during their police academy days wherein they studied and graduated together.

“ugh, this is a bit uncomfortable. but i guess i’ll get used to it.”

osamu stammers as he replies, “y-yeah, you will. don’t worry about it.”

“thanks, samu. this dress is the least of my worries. i need kuroo and i to be friends by the end of the night. no matter what.”

one of their teammates has been keeping an eye on kuroo for the whole day and informed them which night club kuroo was heading to.

alisa and osamu drove to said club. before alisa alights the car, osamu reminds her to call him if anything remotely dangerous happens.

alisa enters the crowded and loud club and easily spots kuroo in the VIP section. she walks to the bartender nearest to kuroo to order a drink. as she waits for her order, alisa is unaware that she already caught the guy’s attention, with kuroo staring at her.

“is it your first time here?” kuroo says as he slides next to her at the bar. alisa didn’t expect to catch his eye this quickly. she congratulates herself in her mind, realizing that knowing kuroo’s ideal type after watching him for months is now paying off.

“uhm, yes! you’re right. it’s my first time here. how did you know?” alisa replies, speaking in a more girly tone.

“because this is my favorite club and i’m here almost every night, and it’s my first time to see your gorgeous face here, so i was guessing that you must be new. glad i was right.” kuroo says in a sultry voice with a smirk.

your drink arrives and kuroo tells the bartender, who he seems to be friends with, that he’s paying for your drink.

you thank kuroo and that’s where it all begins. he leaves the other girls he was originally with and focuses on talking to alisa.

“i’m kuroo tetsuro, by the way.” he says as he offers a handshake.

“i’m ali.” alisa smiles and takes the handshake. however, kuroo takes her by surprise as he kisses her hand instead. alisa giggles at this as she thought it’s the reaction kuroo would want.

“what do you do, ali? did you just move here recently and is now a new resident?”

“i’ve always been from tokyo, just not this part of the city. i work as an english teacher.”

“nice, i hope you can teach me one day.” kuroo flirts, earning a chuckle from alisa.

“how about you? you look affluent.”

“oh, not really. i’m just the owner of this building and few of the other buildings in this part of the city.”

“wow. that must be nice. so you just get to go in here anytime for free?”

“i guess so” kuroo smirks before downing a shot of tequila.

they’ve been talking for an hour now. it was nearing 2am and kuroo asks alisa if she wants to go to a hotel with him. alisa is taken aback, she didn’t expect kuroo to want to sleep with her already since it’s just their first meeting.

kuroo senses her hesitation and quickly takes the invitation back, “oh, no problem if you don’t want. it’s fine. i understand.”

alisa, scared that she might lose kuroo’s interest and attention, played hard to get and improvised a response, “it’s not that i don’t want. it’s just that, i wish i could spend more time and know more about you first.” alisa uses the ever-reliable puppy-eyes technique, and it seems to work.

“you want to go on a date?” kuroo asks excitingly

“yep! is that okay with y-”

“sure! i would love that. i don’t wanna scare a lovely girl like you.”

alisa giggles and flirts back, “thanks, kuroo. that’s gentlemanly of you, i guess?”

the two exchange numbers and scheduled a date two days from now.

by the time alisa and kuroo part ways, alisa was extremely emotionally drained. she never liked bad boys who are overly confident and flirty so she always avoided them.

but everything went well and she squealed in excitement before heading to osamu who was waiting outside the car.

first day of the mission: success.

their second encounter takes up the whole day. after having breakfast together at a famous brunch place that kuroo chose for them, they go to see a movie. after they get lunch at a restaurant overlooking the city, kuroo takes alisa to his favorite indoor archery facility to show off how good of an archer he is and also to teach alisa how to do it properly. alisa knew about this hobby of his because of their investigations, but she didn’t expect that he would bring her there and teach her. they ended their date with a dinner in his yacht.

“how was it? did you have fun? i hope you enjoyed.” kuroo said with a smile and a hint of nervousness, which alisa found endearing. she caught herself as soon as she realized that, though.

“yes! didn’t know archery could be so fun and quite easy. i think i just found a new hobby.”

“that’s great to hear, ali. i really prepared for this date, y'know?” he said with a smirk, all nervousness gone with alisa’s positive response.

“and i appreciate it, kuroo. thank you.”

“so, today i’ve showed you some of the things i enjoy because you said you wanted to get to know me better. now, it’s your turn.”

“huh?” alisa stops from eating, confused.

“i mean, i want to you to show me your hobbies, the things you enjoy. i want to try doing them with you for our next date.”

“oh, that’s what you mean.” alisa chuckles. “is he actually serious about getting to know me? but wanting to do my hobbies with me is kinda sweet, tho.” she thought to herself before clearing her throat.

“what makes you think there’ll be a next date?” alisa teases as she goes back to her food.

kuroo goes silent for a tad bit too long and alisa looks at him, amused at his face that reminds her of the surprised pikachu face meme.

“i’m just kidding! sure, i’ll plan the next date. brace yourself, kuroo.”

“oh, i will.”

the next day at the police station, alisa spends much of her morning scouring the internet for activities that couples usually enjoy. she’s having a hard time selecting which ones to do with kuroo and at the back of her mind, alisa is getting a bit sad as she realizes how non-existent her love life has been since she entered the police academy. the moment she got admitted to the school, she told herself to focus on studying and career. no boyfriends. and now she feels like she’s paying the price because how could she have no idea of dating activities at all?

“why don’t you just actually do something that you enjoy?” her boss suggests. alisa looks at him, puzzled.

“even though you’re a workaholic, you do have actual hobbies, right?”

“hmm… i love baking on the weekends where i still have energy left.”

“there you go. go bake some stuff with him or something.” he says before his attention is called by a more important matter.

and with that, alisa signs her and kuroo up for a baking class she found online.

the day of the class comes and alisa is inexplicably antsy as she waits for kuroo outside the building. she’s feeling excited, nervous, and anxious all at the same time and she doesn’t know why.

kuroo calls out to her with a wide smile and for some reason, she suddenly feels at ease.

after the teacher introduces herself and informs the class that they will be baking salted caramel cheesecake together with their partner, kuroo whispers to alisa, “i’m scared that i might fuck this up and you won’t get to enjoy this date.”

“what?”

“i’ve never baked anything in my entire life, ali.” kuroo says in an exasperated tone and a slight pout.

“aww, that’s okay!” alisa laughs as she comforts him. that’s why we have the teacher. she’ll explain the steps and we just have to listen and follow.“

the class takes up the entire afternoon and in that entire time, alisa finds herself genuinely enjoying the activity and kuroo’s presence. she loves how funny he is and it also amuses her to watch a muscular man bake clumsily.

after the cake is ready to eat, kuroo gets a chunk of it and feeds it to alisa. alisa does the same to him and they’re both in awe of how delicious their cake is, especially kuroo. "damn, we made this? i helped in making this fucking delicious cake???”

“yes, kuroo, you did.”

“your smile is as sweet as this cake, ali.”

“shut up.”

just like this, kuroo and alisa spends the next six months dating, alternating which one of them would plan the date. and with every encounter, the more they spend time together and unravel each other’s layers, the more alisa enjoys kuroo’s company.

osamu, despite being told that he doesn’t need to watch and follow alisa anymore as her back-up, watches from afar, and he doesn’t like what he’s seeing. whenever he gets the chance, he always reminds alisa that this is a mission and what kind of man kuroo is. alisa replies with irritation, reminding him that she’s the one who came up with this plan.

another thing that’s been bothering alisa is that she has been trying to avoid sleeping with kuroo as much as she can, but she’s getting the impression that kuroo is starting to get a tiny bit frustrated. he’s been very understanding and patient all this time, but alisa remembers that a man has carnal needs and these needs have to be addressed. then she realizes that she has been feeling these needs lately as well. unbeknownst to anyone, even to kuroo himself, is that he has ignited a fire in her that has been dormant for a while now. she just feels different, lusty, when she’s with him.

and so to keep this whole thing going and to also satisfy each other, she finally obliges. she opens her legs to get him to open up and tell her his secrets.

eventually, kuroo invites alisa to move in to his home, which alisa considers as a milestone for her mission. she has now gained a significant amount of kuroo’s trust.

upon her arrival with her things, kuroo explains that he lives alone and just gets some cleaners to keep the place pristine every other day. as for his family, his parents have passed and he’s an only child. the real estate business he has now is an inheritance. alisa knows all of these already though, but gotta keep the act and pretend that it’s her first time to hear all of it.

days of living with kuroo go by and there are some days wherein alisa can’t help but enjoy the bliss of being with kuroo. there’s just something about the guy. he’s very charming and he makes her happy. but still, she wouldn’t admit it to anyone, not even to her teammates and osamu, and especially kuroo, but she’s nervous about this whole living together thing. she’s aware that this is her plan from the very start, but it still feels surreal to be in a seemingly committed relationship with the man you’re trying to put behind bars. lately, she’s been feeling a bit guilty about what she’s doing to kuroo. but then she repeats what osamu told her like a mantra, “this is a mission, we have a goal, kuroo is a bad guy.”

while kuroo sleeps one afternoon, alisa sneaks into his work room and tries to find any evidence that could help their mission to arrest him, but found nothing.

it’s always been like this recently. all her attempts to uncover a possible evidence from all around his house leads to failure. his phone has no password so she’s able to open it, which excited her at first. but alas, nothing suspicious is in the phone at all. alisa deduces that kuroo has a separate phone for his drug operations, which is expected. but she can’t find another phone nor has she ever seen kuroo using one.

during their team meeting a few days later, they expressed their frustration with the slow progress. seeing alisa disheartened by the poor team morale, the boss assured her that it’s not her fault. he’s a patient man and so he tells alisa to continue her cover in the meantime.

after the meeting, alisa is about to drive to her own apartment to get some more personal stuff to bring to kuroo’s place. but osamu volunteers to drive for her.

osamu has been very quiet and serious the entire trip. alisa notices but dismisses it as osamu being his usual quiet self.

upon arriving at her place, she goes straight to her room to get some clothes and other sanitary items.

“do you want to get dinner?” she asks as she goes out of the room

“you should abort this mission.” osamu said, looking down at the floor.

“samu, you know i can’t do that. this is my mission. i started it-”

“it’s dangerous!” this time, osamu looks her in the eye.

“he’s not dangerous when he’s with me.” alisa says in a soft voice.

“exactly. you’re getting too comfortable with him.” samu could no longer hide the pain in his eyes so he looks away and stands up from the chair. he’s in pain and he’s frustrated that alisa doesn’t understand that the danger he’s warning her about is not the usual life-or-death danger they deal with in their job. it’s the kind of danger where one falls for a person they’re not supposed to fall for.

“i know you’re just worried about me, samu. and i’m truly grateful. but no matter what you say, i will continue. i will see this through to the end. boss gave his approval earlier, you were there.”

osamu is unresponsive as he contemplates whether this is finally the time to tell alisa of his true feelings. maybe if he confesses that he’s worried about her not as a colleague or a friend but as a man who deeply loves her, she would be more understanding and change her mind. but he knows that’s impossible. he’s known all this time that alisa only sees him as a friend, as her best friend, to be precise. he’s aware of this and has been in the process of painfully accepting it.

“fine. just call me if you need anything.” osamu says before leaving, not sparing her a glance.

the next morning, with her revived determination from her boss’ approval and to prove osamu that she can do this, alisa is sharper than ever. she pretends to be asleep as kuroo wakes up at 6am, giving her a morning kiss. kuroo then washes his face and leaves the room.

just last night, kuroo told her that he’s only available in the afternoon today if ever she wants to go out. alisa asked where he’ll be in the morning and kuroo replied that he’ll go to the gym. kuroo does go to the gym regularly, but he’s been complaining about his painful hips just the other day, so his response was already suspicious for alisa. and so she decided to spy on him more closely this morning to see where he will be actually going.

she secretly follows him out of the room and she’s surprised that he goes straight to his work room instead of the kitchen to have breakfast.

she peers into the room and sees him crouch down to the lowest drawer under his desk. he stays there for a while and with the desk blocking her view, alisa is frustrated as she can’t see what exactly he’s doing. it’s been almost a minute when he stands back up and he’s holding a blue notebook that alisa has never seen before. he flips the first few pages and after landing on the one he’s looking for, he then turns to the bookshelf right behind him and pulls out a thick old-looking book. he opens it and retrieves a hidden phone. “so that’s where he’s hiding it.” alisa thinks to herself.

kuroo dials the number written on the notebook and after only one ring, the other person answers and kuroo only says “today, 9am” before hanging up. he doesn’t return the phone to its place and instead puts it in his brief case. seems like he will be using and taking the phone out of the house for the day.

afterwards, he bends down to the bottom drawer to return the blue notebook. when alisa sees that he’s about to exit the room, she quietly runs back to their bedroom.

after having a quick breakfast, kuroo enters the bathroom in their shared room to take a shower. alisa sprints to the work room to check the bottom drawer, but nothing is in it, just like the last time she checked it. she remembers that kuroo had it open for quite a long time earlier, so there must be a hidden compartment in it. she uses a pen to lift the corners and after pulling up the wooden panel, she sees the blue notebook. she quickly scans it to find a list of names, aliases, email addresses, contact numbers, and incomplete addresses. some of the names are familiar to alisa. that’s when she realizes that the names are those of drug pushers that her team is looking into as well. she instantly concludes that kuroo supplies to these elusive pushers and this list is one of the cold hard proofs to solidify his arrest. she also recalls a time wherein kuroo and her were talking about work and he mentioned how he’s scared of storing important or sensitive information digitally, as it might get hacked or lost in one way or another. alisa connects that statement to the fact that he has a physical list of the drug pushers’ contact details. kuroo doesn’t want these details to leak, so he’s keeping the perhaps only copy of it.

she intends to take a photo of every page but she’s scared that kuroo would find her missing from their bed. she quickly returns the notebook to where it was and runs fast to their room, jumping on the bed and pulling the blanket to cover her entirely. she quickly sends a short message to her team’s group chat instructing them to follow kuroo after he leaves the house. osamu, as her only back-up, replies quickly. with the rest of the team soon after.

she hears kuroo get out of the bathroom and quickly hides her phone under her pillow. kuroo then gently slides down her blanket to pepper her face with kisses. strangely, alisa feels a pang in her chest and a sting in her nose. this might just be the last time she feels those kisses. she disregards all of these feelings, though. the finish line is near now.

she eagerly awaits to hear the car engine go off and leave before she heads back to the work room. she finally retrieves the notebook and quickly goes to her own car. she calls her team and asks where kuroo is so she can follow him as well. all of this taking place and she’s still in pajamas.

eventually, alisa and the team concludes that the location where kuroo is heading is the place of his new building’s ongoing construction. that’s why his movements and destinations haven’t been suspicious, he’s blending his professional facade with his criminal life.

alisa parks her car far from where kuroo stopped his so he wouldn’t see her. she prefers to run to her team’s nearby van but she’s afraid that kuroo might see her and ruin the entire operation. instead, she takes her phone and binoculars and carefully got out of her car to go to a spot to hide while also watch kuroo talking to a man around the same age, looking like the usual businessman with his suit and tie.

they only talked for a short while until kuroo signals for a construction worker to approach them. the worker pushes a cart of around ten large sacks of cement. the businessman makes a small cut on top of the sack, feeling some of the powder in his hands and then smelling it. holy shit. some of the “cement” in this construction is actually drugs. with the businessman satisfied, he retrieved a couple of brief cases from his van. kuroo opened them and it’s visible to alisa and her team that it’s tons of cash.

for some reason, alisa felt like crying. this is it. the moment of cold hard proof they’ve been waiting for. but she’s not entirely happy. she has seen kuroo be a sweet, loving, and caring boyfriend for her all this time. this is the first time she actually sees him do something wrong. the rose-tinted glasses finally break, as it should. or to be more precise, these glasses should have never existed in the first place.

after kuroo secures the cases of cash and places them in his car, the sirens from all around start to blast and alisa’s team gets out of the van, pointing their guns at kuroo, his client, and the construction worker. the worker tries to run but was shot in the leg. with the sound of the gun shot, kuroo and his client know they cannot escape this.

alisa suddenly feels unwell, still sitting on the ground and just staring at it. osamu runs to her to comfort her.

alisa urges herself to look at kuroo with handcuffs, getting into the police car.

“don’t worry, he didn’t see you.” osamu tells her.

“there’s another evidence that i need to submit.”

“another?”

osamu helps alisa up and she musters all her strength to walk to her car to retrieve the notebook. “this is kuroo’s list of clients. all their contact details are in there. he hid it so well i wouldn’t have found it if i didn’t observe him this morning.”

“got that. boss is so happy and proud of you. all of us are, alisa. you did an outstanding job.”

alisa just gave a hesitant smile in response.

“my girlfriend… can i see her, please? i need to talk to her. please.” kuroo pleads to alisa’s boss in the interrogation room. it’s the first thing he ever said since his apprehension.

“we reached out to her right away after your arrest. she doesn’t want to see you.” the boss lies.

kuroo is astounded, but he can’t say that it’s unexpected. of course, his beloved ali is shocked and disappointed in him.

all of this unfolds right before alisa’s eyes as she’s in the other side of the interrogation room. osamu told her to just rest, but she refused. as she has said before, she needs to see this through.

kuroo is informed that his case won’t even go to trial because he’s caught in the act of hiding and selling drugs and getting paid for it, and also because of his possession and creation of the address book of drug pushers. he’ll have to serve seven years.

“fine. arrest me or whatever. i don’t care. i deserve it anyway.” he said weakly with a fake smile.

the boss leaves the room to get some papers and kuroo is left alone, with alisa watching him closely.

at this moment, kuroo’s eyes widened as if he realizes something.

the boss comes back with the papers and before he could tell kuroo the next steps, kuroo interrupted him.

“you mentioned about the address book, is it the blue notebook?”

“yes”

“how did you find it? where? when? i still used it just a couple of hours ago.”

the boss, alisa, and osamu are surprised by his questions.

“we found it in your house”

“who found it?”

with each question, kuroo sounds and looks colder

“us, of course”

“you found it too quickly. no one else knows where it was. no one. only me in this entire world. and if you rummaged through my house, my alarms would’ve set off and i’ll be notified in my phone. but i know there was no notification up to the moment you ambushed us. unless you found it in the past twenty minutes, which i know is impossible.” kuroo scoffed at the last statement, as if mocking the boss and the entire police force.

alisa’s boss is taken aback and he doesn’t get the chance to respond as kuroo continues.

“d…don’t tell me…” he covers his face with cuffed hands as he tries to stop his body from shaking, voice trembling.

alisa realizes what’s going on, and tears fell as she keeps her eyes on kuroo.

“if my alarms didn’t go off and you found the notebook this quickly, then the one who found it knew where it was and was inside the house.” kuroo says, showing his face once again.

“don’t tell me that my…. girlfriend is the one who found it, and she submitted it very quickly because she’s actually one of you.”

the boss just looked at him with a poker face, not willing to reveal anything. but his silence itself already did.

kuroo slowly turns his head to the one-way mirror, sensing that alisa might be there.

alisa could no longer hold back her sobs as she sees kuroo’s betrayed face filled with shock, hurt, and anger. she quickly gets out of the room with osamu following her.

“alisa-” “he knows, samu. he knows! but i guess i don’t have to be surprised, he’s actually one of the smartest guys i’ve known, after all.” alisa tries to laugh away her tears. “he feels betrayed. he knows i betrayed him-”

“no, alisa.” osamu replies firmly. “he can think whatever the fuck he wants, but just know that that’s not what you did. you didn’t betray him. it was your job to go undercover and find evidence so we can finally put him in jail. and you’ve done that. you should be happy, you should be proud of yourself. don’t shed tears for that guy.”

alisa is astounded to hear osamu talk like this, he’s full of rage and she’s a bit scared. she calms down and nods her head with a smile. osamu’s stern face is replaced with a smile as he wipes her tears before embracing her. he doesn’t tell alisa but the truth is he’s furious about the fact that a criminal like kuroo is the reason for her tears and that he’s the one she ends up loving.

their boss gets out of the room and tells alisa that kuroo is demanding to speak with her, but he assures her that she absolutely doesn’t have to do it.

after contemplating for a moment, alisa tells her superior, “it’s okay. i’ll talk to him. this will be the last time.”

“alisa, no-” osamu attempts to discourage her.

“samu, i’ll be fine.” she says with a genuine smile that puts his heart at ease.

alisa takes a few minutes to wash her face and put on some make-up in hopes of hiding the fact that she just cried.

when she’s ready, she stands before the door and composes herself before entering. kuroo is stunned to see her in her work uniform, complete with her ID and badge.

“i’m not obliged to speak with you. but i’m here and you can only tell me five things or ask me five questions.”

“fine. five questions, then.” he waits for alisa to say anything but she just looks at him with her poker face.

“who are you?” “alisa haiba, a detective here in the tokyo police station.”

“this might be obvious already, but i just want to confirm my suspicions.” kuroo scoffs. “did you go undercover and seduce me to get whatever evidence or information you needed to arrest me?”

“yes.”

“so it was all planned out from the moment i saw you at the club that night?”

“yes.”

“were you spying on me this morning that’s why you knew where the blue notebook was hidden, then you also instructed your colleagues to follow me?”

“yes.”

“was any of it real?”

there’s a pause before alisa replies, “i don’t understand your question. was any of what real?”

“you know exactly what i’m talking about, ali.” kuroo says with so much pain in his voice, slamming the table with his fists, knuckles turning white, restraining himself from shouting at her.

“sorry, my bad, you’re not my ali. you’re detective alisa haiba from the police station. got it.” kuroo laughs sarcastically to mask all the pain. he looks at her as he waits for her response.

“i’m gonna ask again, was any of it real?” he emphasizes each word.

“no… none of it was real, kuroo tetsurou. goodbye.” alisa says monotonously before standing up and leaving.

seven years later, alisa, now thirty-three, is preparing breakfast and she knows exactly what day it is: the day of kuroo’s release from prison.

she never spoke to him again since their short conversation on the day of his arrest years ago. she gave kuroo a chance to ask her his most burning questions, and she answered them as honestly as she could. she thought that might be enough for him.

that’s why she’s so shocked to see him outside her door in the morning.

“k-”

“hey.” kuroo greets her with a somber smile and an awkward wave.

“what are you doing here?” alisa asks cautiously, unknowingly gripping the doorknob tight.

“would you believe it if i said i wanted you to be the first person i meet after i get back my freedom?”

“there goes his usual charming smirk.” alisa thinks.

“would i believe that? no. get on with it, kuroo. why are you here?”

kuroo sighs, “it’s the truth, ali. don’t be so wary, please? i’m not angry at you or anything. i promise.” he puts up his hand, swearing that he’s telling the truth.

alisa knows that besides hiding his crimes, kuroo is an overall honest person. and in the worst case scenario where he attempts to hurt her, she can defend herself anyway.

“come in.” alisa says and kuroo slowly enters.

“how did you know where i live?”

“uhh…” kuroo can’t form his response properly as his attention is captivated by the modern minimalist interiors of alisa’s apartment. “i asked my lawyer to look it up a few weeks ago.”

“have you eaten? i have extra french toasts here.”

“it’s okay. i’m still full from my last prison breakfast.” he smiles, earning a laugh from alisa.

“my lawyer also told me that,” kuroo says carefully. “you resigned from the police force seven years ago, a few months after my arrest.” he sits across alisa at the dining table. he stares at her as she plays with her food, waiting for her reaction and response.

alisa’s smile from seconds ago slowly disappeared. kuroo knows that he has now entered a sensitive topic.

“yep, that’s right.”

“may i know why?”

“it was exhausting.” alisa’s eyes still fixed on her tattered toast. “and i realized i wanted to try another path.”

“which is?”

“i have a small bakery now. just online though, no physical store yet.”

“wow, that’s nice.” kuroo replies, looking back at the tons of baking materials he noticed earlier.

alisa stands up and goes to the sink.

it’s been two minutes and no one is speaking. the tension and silence become increasingly suffocating. kuroo gazes at alisa’s body as she washes the dishes, with her back facing him. she feels his intense gaze but can’t do or say anything about it.

kuroo stands up and slowly approaches her. alisa feels his presence creeping up behind her.

when kuroo delicately slides his hands on her arms, alisa feels the chills but fights against it by turning around abruptly.

“what do you really want, kuroo? why are you here?” she asks breathily with wide eyes, demanding the absolute truth with her face just a few inches from his.

“don’t be scared, ali. i told you i’m not angry. it’s the truth.” kuroo speaks in a low voice, making him more irresistible than he usually is.

“just answer me.” alisa says in an exasperated tone.

“you’ve been a naughty girl, ali.”

“what?”

“i’ve always told you the truth. i hid my crimes yes, but i’ve always been honest with you. always. you know that. but all you’ve been doing recently is lie to me.” kuroo says in almost a whisper, with his hand creeping up to alisa’s throat to choke her mildly.

“i don’t understand-” alisa says, struggling a bit. she’s not in pain, but all of this feels foreign to her. kuroo has never been this dangerous to her.

“see? you’re lying again. fine. i’ll tell you your lies. do you remember my last question from seven years ago?”

alisa doesn’t reply.

“i asked you if any of what we had was real. do you remember?”

“yes”

“you said, quote unquote, ‘no. none of it was real, kuroo tetsurou. goodbye’. correct?”

“yes”

“those words never left my mind, you know? i kept hearing it in the seven years i was locked up. but i knew you were lying. did you really expect me to believe that? i’m not stupid nor naive, ali. i saw your face and your eyes and despite all the make-up you were wearing, i knew you were crying before we talked. your long pauses in between. you saying that you didn’t understand my question. all of those just to mask the truth and lie to me.” kuroo says with his choking hand getting progressively tighter.

alisa doesn’t know what to reply and tears fell from her eyes.

“and just now you lied again, huh? resigning from the police force because you wanted to be a fucking baker?”

“that’s not exactly unbelievable-” alisa tries to defend herself

“you left the force four months after i got arrested. and you want me to think that my arrest had nothing to do with your resignation? give me a break, ali. tell me the truth!” it’s now kuroo’s turn to demand honesty.

he’s getting impatient and so when alisa doesn’t say anything, he slams her down to the dining table and kisses her hard. he kisses her lips, her face, her neck, her collarbone, and her chest after he rips her shirt apart. he kisses her everywhere. and when alisa doesn’t fight back and kisses him in return, he fucks her then and there.

their synchronized moans the moment he enters her are so loud it feels like it’s reverberating throughout the apartment.

alisa is feeling seven years worth of kuroo’s libido as he hadn’t fucked during that time. she honestly thought that she would never feel him inside of her again since he got arrested. so having him in her now feels so unbelievable she doesn’t want to let him go ever again. she clenches around his hard cock the entire time, making kuroo hiss and grunt.

“can i come in you?”

alisa’s heart swells as she finds it endearing that despite all the animosity kuroo has for her, he’s still polite about this.

“yes. i have pills-”

alisa can’t even finish her statement as kuroo comes in her, urging her to come as well.

as they both ride out their orgasm, kuroo whispers in her ear breathily, “this is the last time you’ll ever see me, alisa haiba.”

“what?”

“i’m leaving in one week. gonna move to the States. leaving everything and everyone here behind. including you.”

alisa, feeling devastated, watches his face as he starts to separate from her. she doesn’t speak as she examines kuroo dressing up. he has made up his mind, and so this is the last time she’ll see him. ever. she wants to appeal his decision, tell him, “but you said you’re not angry with me, so why?”, but she knows that would be futile. and in the back of her mind, she thinks that maybe she deserves this.

kuroo doesn’t spare her a glance, not even when he leaves. “guess it’s my turn to say goodbye. take care of yourself, ali.” he says before opening the door, back facing her.

the silence after the door closes is the worst silence alisa has ever heard and experienced. it feels heavy, empty, and her sobs consume her soon after.

alisa can’t sleep that midnight, her head filled with kuroo and his last words to her.

then her phone suddenly rings and an unknown number is plastered on her screen.

she hesitates picking it up but her time as a detective taught her to stay alert for any danger or important information. the person on the other line probably needs help or will inform her about something important.

“hello?” she inquires, but she’s met with silence from the other end of the line.

“hello? who’s thi-”

“i’m supposed to hate you, y'know?” kuroo blurts out and alisa immediately feels the familiar pain and tightness in her chest, urging her to sit up from her bed.

“kuroo… where are you? are you okay?”

“i’m supposed to despise you for deceiving me, for causing my downfall, for lying to me, but i can’t. i just can’t bring myself to hate you, ali.” kuroo sounds like he’s about to cry, while alisa already is. she tries to do so quietly so kuroo wouldn’t hear, but she’s tired of pretenses and decided to let out her sobs wholeheartedly.

“i thought i meant it when i told you earlier that i’m leaving you behind. but i realized that it just felt so wrong.”

“kuroo-”

“run away with me, ali.” now it’s kuroo’s turn to be met with silence.

“please? run away with me. let’s start anew. no more deceptions, just love, newfound trust, and honesty. i’ll take care of you and i promise i’ll never commit crimes again.”

alisa stops crying as she’s too astounded with what she’s hearing.

“i know that all of this is shocking to hear. but i mean every word, ali. you’ve already hurt me, but here i am, still begging you to be with me. if that’s not pure love and honesty, i don’t fucking know what is.” kuroo says with exasperation in his voice.

alisa is still silent, so he continues, “you don’t have to answer right now. i can delay the scheduled flight for you… if you decide to go with me. so don’t worry about that. just please, think about it carefully. hmm? okay?”

“y-yes. alright. thank you, kuroo. i’ll think about it. good night.”

with that, alisa abandons any attempt to sleep as she lists all the pros and cons of running away with kuroo.

it’s been five days since kuroo’s midnight call to alisa and his scheduled flight is in two days. and yet he hasn’t heard from her ever since.

pacing around in his apartment with phone in hand, kuroo is extremely antsy as he contemplates on whether to call her again or not. he gave her time to think, but he needs to know her answer already.

he’s dialing her number when his doorbell rings.

he opens his door and finds alisa there, smiling shyly as she’s surrounded with several large suitcases.

for the first time since their call, he relaxes and heaves a sigh of relief before hugging alisa tightly.

“you cunning woman, why didn’t you at least give me a call or a text? i’ve been panicking.”

“because i wanted to surprise you? but i guess five days of radio silence was too much, indeed. i just had to make sure everything on my end is okay before i leave.” she caresses his head on her shoulder.

“well, is everything okay now?” kuroo lets go of the embrace to look at her

“yup, i packed only the things that i absolutely needed and wanted to take with me. as for the rest of my things, i left them as is in my apartment and i asked my landlord to buy or sell them. he’ll send me the money once he has it. i also met with my closest friends and family to say goodbye.”

“your friends and family… did they agree with your decision?” kuroo asks cautiously, afraid of her response

“of course not all of them did. but i told them that you’ve already served your time and for that, you deserve a second chance. i also told them how much you love me.” alisa says the last part with a sweet smile.

“thank you, ali. you won’t regret this.”

“i know, i trust you.”

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Unwanted dinner

Aran x black!reader

Warning: Strong language, shitty people, Kenma is taking nobody’s shit, mention pregnancy and abortions

Masterlist

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Word count: idk :D

Every picture will most likely have a written portion directly under it.

“Will you two shut up?” Lev called, over the two’s bickering. Lev was driving because Kenma could be bothered to, even though it was his car. Y/n had shotgun while Kenma took the back seat.

“Can we just go to our own dinner? Like honestly, I could be streaming right now.” Kenma complained, not looking up from his game.

“Right, were already late, we can just not show up?” Y/n huffed while she played with her polished fingernails.

“I don’t want to go either, but y’all know nana is expecting us to be there.” Lev said sadly. Y/n and Kenma didn’t say anything after that. The drive continued in silence.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The trio walked into the very extravagate restaurant and they were lead to a large section that was for private parties. Y/n was slowly filling up with dread. she regretted coming here, she wanted nothing more than to go back home and be with Aran. To talk and laugh about anything and everything. Just for him to hold her and say ‘everything is going to be okay’.

Y/n subconsciously reached out for Kenma’s hand and held it tight. This stopped both men from walking and they looked to her.

‘‘Y/n. We don’t have to go in. We can turn around and go back home. We’ll call Grandma another day.” Kenma said and Lev agreed. Neither one of them looked forward to this, they all knew this dinner would end badly.

“Let’s just get this over with”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

They finally walked into the space the dinner was being held. It was spacious and brightly lit, low music playing in the background. The Kuroos we’re talking amongst each other with five other people attending that they were unaware of. One person that none of them knew and the other one was talking cheerfully while practically sitting in Kuroo’s lap.

“Yaku, Alisa and the other Haiba are here,,,,,,,,,, fucking greaaaaaaat.” Kenma spoke loudly on purpose, walking over to the vacant seats. He ignored the people that tried to greet him.

Alisa stood from her seat on Kuroo’s lap and made her way over to them with a bright smile the irked the trio immediately.

“Levochka! I missed you so much!” Alisa called, walking over to Lev with outstretched arms. Lev simply side stepped her and walked over to the seats, pulling one out for Y/n in between Kenma and himself. Alisa almost tripped over her own feet. While Y/n bit back her laughter, Kenma and Lev made their amusement know. Kenma could feel everyone looking at them and spoke up, annoyed.

“What? Did you expect us NOT to laugh after she tripped over her stupid looking ass heels? If she stayed seated and been a lap bitch, then she wouldn’t have almost fell on her face and we wouldn’t be laughing” Kenma stated.

“Excuse me??” Alisa's mother interjected. “Of course, momma bitch has to say something” Kenma rolled his eyes. She gasped completely offended, Kenma mocked her gasped. She looked over to her husband completely expecting him to defend her and their daughter, he did not. Kenma was bored so he turned his attention to Kuroo.

“I see you forgot to mention that we could bring a plus 1 to dinner”

“So, what if I did? I see you forgot to wear the proper clothes for dinner.”

“I think we did you guys a favor” Lev cut in “We would hate to be confused for your family” he said with a smile.

Kuroo and Lev were having somewhat of a staring match while Kenma glared at Alisa and her mother. Y/n finally decided to speak up and address the unknown man at the table.

“I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve met. who are you?” The man looked taken aback, not expecting to be spoken to.

Before he could speak attention was brought to the entrance. Some waiters announced the arrival of Grandma. Everyone stood to greet her she gave them all a bland hello before her eyes fell upon the pink trio.

Her eyes crinkled with her smile as she greeted them warmly. Immediately taking Lev into her arms with an eager hug. She did the same with Kenma and Y/n.

“Darling, your dress is wonderful! The pink suits you well.” she complemented her, giving her face a gentle squeeze. They walked her to the table where she decided to sit next to Y/n in between Lev and Kenma.

After everyone was seated, the waiters came out and took everyone’s order and brought out drinks. Grandma took notice of the new people in the room and gave them all a look. “Darling” she spoke to Y/n “Do you know these extra people? I do believe that this was family gathering, why are they here?” Before Y/n could answer her, Kuroo’s older sister interjected.

“Grandmother! These are-” “Child.”

All kindness left her voice, eyes cold as she stared at her Grandchild. “I do not think I was talking to you when I asked my question. Only speak when you are spoken too. Have your parents not taught you and your brother this?” She turned her attention back to Y/n waiting for her to answer her question.

Y/n explained that the people where Alisa and Her parents plus a man she did not know. The man introduced himself as Yuki and stated that he was Yaku’s plus one.

“And what is your relationship with Yaku?” “Oh! ma’am Yaku-kun is my boyfriend” Yuki spoke cheerfully. With that he grabbed Yaku’s hand and kissed that back of it. As he did, he maintained eye contact with Lev, so did Yaku. They both wore a smug look. Yaku had the thought that he was the best thing Lev ever had even after their separation. He thought that Lev would be too depressed to ever move on from him. He only brought a date to get a reaction out of him. All he got was a raised eyebrow and a side glance.

“Boyfriend? Yaku are you not married to Lev?” Grandma asked confused and a little angry.

“No grandma we are not married. We are in the process of a divorce.”

“Oh? And what happened for it to lead to this” Grandma looked between the two. Her eyes fell on Yaku where they stayed, staring into his eyes. Yaku immediately felt like she knew everything that happened, just by looking into his eyes. He broke the contact.

“Well Nana, I’ll tell you some other time. When the company is more, pleasant.” Lev said then sighed.

“Well now I feel lonely. I didn’t know we could bring a +1, I would have brought Shinsuke-kun.” he said with a pout.

“And who is Shinsuke? There are a lot of your friends I am not familiar with.”

“Kita Shinsuke is his boyfriend Grandma” Kenma said smugly, looking at Yaku.

Grandma looked absolutely shocked, and the table was silent. No one talked but Kuroo looked over to Yaku. His eyes held so many emotions, everyone at the table could see it. The silence was interrupted by Grandma grabbing Lev’s face and going ape shit on him.

“You have a Boyfriend, and you didn’t bring him to dinner!” “Grandma I didn’t know we could-”

“That’s no excuse!! You need to bring him here. I want to meet him!!” “Grandma I’m sorry-” “I don’t want you sorry!! I want to meet your Boyfriend!!”

“KENMA HAS A BOYFRIEND TOO” “Hey! leave me out of this” Her attention was then turned to Kenma, who sat next to Y/n. Grandma has now released Lev’s poor cheeks and gave Kenma the same treatment.

"You two have some nerve not telling me about your boyfriends. I expect a full explanation later on" she said. Kenma and Lev agreed with a grumble rubbing their faces.

"Grandma blame your grandson. He left out that we could bring a plus one when he said we had to come." Y/n said.

Grandma huffed " well tell your partners to clear up their schedules as soon as possible. I need to meet them."

Kenma looked at Y/n before looking at Kuroo, who he smirked at. "Does that mean Y/n boyfriend has to come too?" Kenma asked. Grandma looked confused

“Yes, Tetsurou has to come. Why wouldn’t he?” Kenma felt the harsh glare he was getting from the Kuroos and Yaku but he couldn’t care less. Kenma looked at them with smug eyes and a small smirk. Lev faked his shock.

“Nana nobody told you? Y/n broke up with Kuroo” Lev said with and over exaggerating pout that Kenma copied. “They haven’t been together for a while”

Grandma looked to Y/n with a short of hurt expression, confusion in her eyes. Y/n gave her the biggest grin she could before answering her unspoken question “Grand I’m fine! I haven’t been this happy in the past few years”

“If you say so, but why are all of you ending your relationships? I don’t understand it” she spoke sadly.

“You have a shitty grandson. That’s why” Kenma spoke bluntly, Lev eagerly agreed.

She turned to said grandson, to ask what Kenma was talking about but was interrupted by Kuroo’s mother frantically calling for a waitress to take their orders. She ended up ordering for the whole table. The waitress quickly wrote down the orders and left, staring at Y/n as she went. Y/n didn’t know why the waitress looked at her terrified, but she didn’t question it. She only raised an eyebrow and her expression turned to pity and quickly left.

"Is someone going to explain what Kenma is talking about?"

"It's nothing mother. Please don't worry yourself over it."

"We will tell you about it at lunch nana." Lev said

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Everyone made small talk amongst themselves as they waited for the food to come. Grandma would not talk with anyone but the trio, she didn't like how her family was treating them. She could see something was up with them.

"Darling, are you wearing makeup? You look like you're glowing." she complimented Y/n. "I guess I'm glowing because I'm happy"

"She's only happy because she got her pu-ACK!! Fucking OW!" Kenma tried to say but Y/n stepped on his toe with her heel. "Y/n that wasn't very nice!" Lev said.

Then starters came out and were placed on the table, each person started with a salad. "Please enjoy, out meals will be out shortly" the waiters called together before leaving. Something was off, that same waiter wouldn't look at anyone seated at the table. Y/n felt sick, her salad smelt funny, and her nose scrunched up which was noticed by the table.

"What's wrong Y/n?"

"It smells funny.." "The salad?" "Yeah"

Despite the smell, Y/n still tried some of the salad. She immediately spit it out into a napkin and pushed the plate away. "No. it tastes awful too."

"Well, I'll eat it if you don't want it. I like it" Lev said as he took the plate.

"Oh please!" Alisa huffed "Its just a salad. And you can finish it?"

Her mother chimed in "honestly, no wonder you look like that."

The other women at the table snickered at the remarks made. Y/n looked bored and rolled her eyes.

"I don't have to eat it if I don't want too." "Well maybe you should eat a salad sometimes, maybe then you wouldn't look like that." Alisa jabbed .

"Okay. Since we are talking bout appearances, for a "all natural" you sure are wearing a lot of makeup. It looks blotchy, right around your nose. Like you're trying to hide something."

"And you, ma'am. You look like you've had several Botox procedures done on your face. Maybe you and your daughter shouldn't be worrying 'bout my diet and more 'bout the wrinkles on your big ass fucking head. If your gonna use me for a joke at least make it funny" This got a laugh out of Granny.

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"Hey, don't eat it if your gonna make a face like she did" Kenma said looking at Lev. "Okay. Y/n was right, it tastes funny. Excuse me! Can I get a to-go box? thank you."

"Why would you take it home if it tastes funny?"

"Maybe it won't taste funny tomorrow?"

"..... You're an idiot" "You guys are so mean tonight!" Lev whined.

"Anyway, I asked for you all to attend dinner tonight because I have some very important things to discuss with you all. But seeing as how people I don't consider family have attended this dinner I will discuss it on a later day." Grandma said.

"I think you three should leave. You heard grandma, this is a family event" Alisa said, waving her hand in a dismissive manner.

"..... I knew you were a fucking moron." Lev said. Alisa tried to counter but was silenced by Grandma.

"Lev is right, you are incredibly stupid. I was referring to you, your parents, and that Yuki fellow. You and your mother have done nothing but be rude and snarky to my ACTUL wanted guess. At least your father was quite this whole time. Yuki has barley spoken but he still managed to make me angry. Hes been glaring at Lev all night. Yaku, maybe find a partner that won't be intimidated by your Ex-husband. Thank you all, you've ruined my dinner." she gathered her things to leave, she turned to the trio and gave a smile "I still expect to meet them soon you three."

"Grandmother before you go, I- we have something to tell you all" Tetsuro said, grabbing Alisa's hand and putting his other in his pocket.

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vroerry · 1 year

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Vampire!Lev Haiba x reader headcanons

-the two of you met while you attended a ball at a third family!

- it was boring for you, so you just sat in the garden and he happened to walk by

- he is the youngest of the nekoma clan/family, while you're the youngest of the karasuno clan

- his father, Tetsurou and your, Daichi cannot help but worry for their youngests

- being kind of rivals, neither of your families were supportive of your relationship

- so Lev would sneak out to you, risking burning in the sunlight just to see you before everything and everyone comes alive in the dead of night

- he would bring you roses from his garden, tied with a ribbon

- your family, especially Daichi isn't fond of the gifts and surprise visits from this gentle giant

- so after a while sneaking out it is!

- this man is so clumsy, but so romantic!

- he probably writes you poems, but is too scared to show it

- the nicest dates, best locations

- it's just... The lack of preparation...

- he would definitely take you to dance in an old church and the two of you would get caught soon

- he left the doors open, dragged Kenma along to play the organ and Tetsurou quickly realised what was going on

- same for Daichi, seeing your empty room and some dresses scattered on the floor as you quickly tried to find something suitable for the occasion

- he would also take you on a midnight picnic

- which is actually just stargazing, with some food added

- he would lay down on a blanket and hold you while admiring the stars

-would even compare you to them, saying that the stars are no match for your beauty

- once the families slowly accept the relationship more, he would do his best to impress your father

- dance skills, knowledge

- he would also ask Alisa (don't ask how she's here if Kuroo's the dad, kay?) to give him some tips to charm you

- at the end of the night, 10/10 boyfriend experience

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ɪꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ.

these are masterlists p.t 1 of who and what i write for! all of my writings are here!

please look through this before requesting! as it will tell you what animes i write for and what characters from said anime i write for!

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masterlists p.t 2

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

Yuji Itadori

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugasaki

Maki Zenin

Toge Inumaki

Kento Nanami

Kasumi Miwa

Aoi Todo

Junpei Yoshino

ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ!!

Daichi Sawamura

Asahi Azumane

Yu Nishinoya

Ryunosuke Tanaka

Tobio Kageyama

Shoyo Hinata

Tadashi Yamaguchi

Kiyoko Shimizu

Hitoka Yachi

Saeko Tanaka

Morisuke Kai

Taketora Yamamoto

Kenma Kozume

Alisa Haiba

Hajime Iwaizumi

Kentaro Kyotani

Takanobu Aone

Kotaro Bokuto

Keiji Akaashi

Yukie Shirofuku

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Satori Tendo

Tsutomo Goshiki

Yuji Terushima

Runa Kuribayasha

Atsumu Miya

Osamu Miya

Rintaro Suna

ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ꜱɪɴꜱ

Meliodas

Ban

King

Diane

Elizabeth Liones

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

Hinata Tachibana

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Emma Sano

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Mikey Sano

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Naoto Tachibana

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Keisuke Baji

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Takashi Mitsuya

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Souya 'Angry' Kawata

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Chifuyu Matsuno

ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ

Eren Yeager

Mikasa Ackerman

Armin Alert

Reiner Braun

Bertholdt Hoover

Annie Leonhart

Jean Kristen

Connie Springer

Sasha Blouse

Historia Ress

ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ x ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ

Gon Freecss

Killua Zoldyck

Zushi

Kurapika Kurta

Neon Nostrade

Feitan Portor

Machi Komacine

Shizuki Murasaki

Shalnark

Pakunoda

More will be added when I watch more!

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cannibalsrider · 5 days

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Episode two: Euphoria

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Tags: @wyrcan @metta-crybaby @kettlepop @phoenix-eclipses

Fun facts for this chapter

Everyone wants terushima to be lobotomized after one time he got mad at yaku for hugging yn Infront of him when she invited everyone for this art show she was invited to and he refused to believe they had been siblings even tho they look identical

I cried four times during the time making this because I broke my earbuds and watched a sad episode of one piece

I cranked this out after downing a 2 ltr orange soda for the caffeine

Yn has a bunch of tattoos on her legs/shoulder upper arm area because she let lev practice on her and she has weird little stick people or big ones when he was still an apprentice

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bokutosmochi · 2 years

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HER HANDS ARE GENTLE, SOFT & SWEET (EVERY LITTLE TOUCH GETS ME WEAK)

kuroo tetsuro x fem!reader

ingredients? kuroo wakes up from a nightmare that shakes him to his core. based on the line and i can't see you here wondering where am i from why'd you only call me when you're high.

what's it? angst & fluff

allergen warning/s? mentions of death/suicide, car accidents, the reader listens to arctic monkeys, mentions of food/eating

sugar level? 3.4k

regulars: @hanayanetwork

parlor's note? writing this for my 9 years of AM collab! the masterlist is over here, feel free to check it out. again, thank you so much for the 100 followers and here's to many more 🥂

bon appetit!

when you walked down the staircase in your shared house with him, it became prevalent just how much of a lucky bastard he is. the low-lidded gaze and smirk you threw him made his heart ache with desire and he couldn't help the way he just jogged over to you to envelop you in his arms and place butterfly kisses all over your pretty face.

you were so damn irresistible to him. he was wrapped around your finger, he'd do anything you wanted him to. you didn't even have to say please or bat your eyelashes at him. he'd be on his knees immediately, worshiping the ground you walked on.

"tetsu!" you laughed out catching his face in your hands. your eyes met, his hazel ones into yours and he melted a bit more instead. "god i love you." he breathed out before leading his lips so it'd connect with yours.

unlike many of the kisses you've had before, this one wasn't so rough. no hair pulling or just tight enough so the other can breathe grasps on throats. it was lovely. murmurs of your name under his breaths and cute pet names. it was pulling away when you ran out of oxygen and the other chasing your lips. it made tetsuro's heart thump against your ribs and his brain go into overdrive at the amount of love he felt for the person in front of him. it was overwhelming, yet calm at the same time. it gave him the rush of adrenaline, but without the anxiousness and feeling of unease because he knows that you know that you're safe here, in his arms. and he'd be damned if you don't.

finally, you pulled away, sighing into each other's mouths, and forehead resting against the other's. your arms stayed wrapped around his neck, while his were on your biceps, then on your forearms. he pushed you back a bit to drink in your outfit which consisted of a fitted light blue dress with puffy sleeves, a rectangular neckline, and a small triangular cut out just below the breasts. there was a cute ribbon above your sternum too and the dress reached to your mid thigh. you wore high matching blue heels as well. the heels itself was thick, the straps keeping your feet in place the same, and there was a ribbon that was crisscrossed up your legs until below your knees -- kind of like those ones on ballerina shoes. you wore a gold necklace with "tetsu" on it - one of his many gifts for you - and simple stud gold earrings to match. to him, you look absolutely stunning. every model in the world, even alisa haiba who you were so jealous of back when you were in high school paled in comparison to you. or at least that's what he thought anyway.

"kitten," he met your eyes. "you look breathtaking."

you giggled, spinning around in a circle to show off what you were wearing, much to your boyfriend's delight. "god you're perfect. c'mon." he grabbed your hand in his and the picnic basket on the other.

he didn't think he'd get over how perfectly your hands fit together. how the size of his accommodated yours like a puzzle. or how yours always gave him warmth. it didn't matter if you were literally warm or not, just your mere presence was enough to warm kuroo tetsuro up enough for him to be nuzzling in your neck like a cat.

the drive to your spot was quiet. kuroo didn't have much to say, and apparently, neither did you. he enjoyed the time together though. for one, this is a spot where you always hung out in, even when the both of you were just high schoolers so it was sentimental and important to him - he never brung anyone here. never told the nekoma volleyball team about it because it holds a special place in his heart and he didn't want anyone to ruin the place for him - and two, he's been so busy the past few weeks with volleyball season coming up again. so, so busy. so many meetings he has to go to and paperwork to sign and things to do and he's been neglecting you -- the person who means the most to him.

with a kiss to your lips, he assured you that one day, he's going to call in sick and spend some much needed alone time with you and you didn't complain, only smiling at him and nodding.

finally, you've reached your spot. kuroo pulled into the parking space he always rested the car in and jogged over to your side to open the door -- one time you opened it for yourself and he wouldn't stop pouting the whole day, muttering something along the lines of "i wanna do it for you, kitten. make you feel like the other girl in the world, because to me, you are." he grabbed your hand delicately in his and helped you to hop off of the vehicle. with your hands in each other's, fingers intertwined, he opened the door to the backseat and got the picnic basket.

then you were off, walking to the specific area where there was a distant pond filled with koi fish, white, orange, and specks of gold and black swam around and tall cherry blossom trees.

one of his favorite memories - not just of you. favorite memory in general - was when you two were seconds years. he had just asked you out, you responded with an enthusiastic "yes!" that made his heart swell up. for your first date, he took you to a local park. when your legs grew tired, he bought some ice cream and sat down on a bench under a gentle cover of sakura blossoms. when he saw one of the dainty flowers flowing down, softly as if it was dancing with gravity, he caught it in the palm of his hand and placed it right on top of your head with a laugh. you pouted at what he did, and he responded with "don't worry, you still look pretty."

that was the first time he made you blush and he hopes to make you blush more in the years you'll spend together.

when you got there, you let go of his hand, letting him set the white and red plaid blanket down on the bright green grass and smooth all the wrinkles out. he put the wicker basket down on a corner that the wind was blowing on, shooting you a sheepish grin you've seen so many times before.

you sat on your knees on the soft fabric as kuroo pulled cheese and ham sandwiches out that he cooked and handed you one. "you hungry, baby?"

the corner of your lips turned up when you grabbed the food from him, muttering a small "thank you" that he wasn't able to catch and digging right in.

he smiled when he watched you, he relished in the fact that you enjoyed something he made because he loved you so damn much. his coworkers along with his former teammates back at nekoma would always tell him that he's whipped, that he's too in love with you, but he didn't care about what those other people said. they don't know how you make him feel, like how even ten years later, even if you don't say anything, don't spare him a glance, he still melts into a puddle of goo so long as he's with you.

so after eating and talking for a bit, he finally decided to ask you a question he's been dying to ask since you met.

you were looking toward the sunset, the beautiful sky being painted in hues of yellows, pinks, and violets when he got down on one knee beside you, a velvet box in his hand containing a diamond ring. perfectly polished, to the perfect clarity because he wanted nothing short of perfect when it came to you. that's just the kind of lover he is, the kind of person he is. he doesn't half ass anything, always putting his heart and soul into anything he committed himself to.

"[y/n], i've loved you since we were first years. the moment i saw you, i wouldn't say it was love at first sight because that's too superficial for what i feel for you, but it's pretty damn close to it. and when i talked to you for the first time, there was a bunch of chemical reactions going off in my brain and the reason for all of those is you, kitten. and only you. you're my adenosine triphosphate, the energy that fuels me to do better every single day because i wanna be the man you deserve. i wanna be the man you wake up next to for the rest of your life, so please, let's be a homogeneous mixture together. inseparable until the end of time."

he was near tears once he ended his speech proclaiming his undying love for you and he knew that with an utterance of that one word from your lips that he loved to kiss so much, that dam would break. hell, he's even surprised that he was able to express that speech he's practiced in front of a mirror so many times before. back then, he always stuttered or messed it up in some type of way, but not anymore, not when it actually mattered.

"no." you looked at him like he grew two heads.

that may not have been the one word he had in mind, but it made the dam break regardless, his lacrimal glands doing their job. "w-what?" because he didn't see this coming. sure, he was scared of it. he knows that everyone who's ever had to propose was scared of it, but he didn't actually think you'd say it.

"why would i want to marry you?" you looked at him, eyebrow quirked, and standing up making you tower over him who's stuck frozen on one knee.

what hurt the most, the knife that twisted and turned in his heaving chest was probably how you looked because to him, you genuinely looked confused. you didn't look mean, like you were intentionally hurting him, didn't look surprised, you looked actually confused as to why he'd get the idea you'd ever marry him. kuroo's a smart guy, he's been told all his life, but he doesn't get why. you've spent ten whole years of your life together, as each other's, so is he wrong to think you'd want to marry him? surely if you didn't like him, if you didn't love him, you wouldn't waste ten years of your life on him, right?

"you're cocky and mean, and you know exactly what buttons to press to get what you want. why the hell would i want to get married to some control freak master manipulator?" you stared at him right into his hazel eyes, blurred with tears.

is that what you thought of him? did you even trust him? if you thought so lowly of him, why'd you stay for so long?

he didn't realize he said those questions out loud until you answered each and every one of them, your voice unwavering with confidence.

"yes, obviously that's what i think of you. i wouldn't have said it if it wasn't now, would i? no, i don't really trust you. i keep my guard up when talking to you, master of provocation." you narrowed your eyes into slits at him like he's done to so many people before, both on the court and off of it. "and i stayed with you because well.. i pity you." you shrugged. "you seemed so... attached to me. you always lit up when i walked into the room and i don't know. i guess i just didn't want to take that happiness from you." you said, grabbing your bag. "eh, i kinda do owe you an apology though. so sorry if i was too convincing." you shrugged at him one more, for the final time before walking out of his life.

he let himself cry there for a few minutes, feeling a searing pain in his chest, like this throat was closing up. everything was a lie? did you ever love him, or was just you taking pity on him. was the whole relationship, the whole ten years that started when he was sixteen and naive merely a pity parade? every kiss and touch and hug and heart palpitation he got because of you didn't matter because they weren't real. so the electric jolt he felt when his hand grazed yours was just one sided? he was the only one who felt it?

he looked down on the ring he bought for you and fought the urge to throw it somewhere far away because he didn't want to see that thing for the rest of his life. he looked at his best dress pants, the black fabric of it spotted with his tears when he sobbed again.

he just.. couldn't believe it, but at the same time, everything made perfect sense.

from the way you've been so distant with him lately, maybe it was because you were getting sick and tired of playing that game with him, the way he always the one to take you on dates and spoil the other one in the relationship, the way you behaved before the picnic -- he was blinded by his love for you and didn't even realize he was the only one putting effort into the relationship. you never even once complained about him not spending time with you as a result of his hectic work schedule. you seemed entirely fine with not having him in your life, and here he is sobbing because of the same reason.

you might as well have turned his life upside down, painted the sky green and the grass blue, enchanted the plants to no longer bear fruit and have the medulla oblongata be the one to think of conscious thoughts because that's how he felt if you weren't lying about the things you have said -- he had a gut feeling you weren't.

he used his thumbs to dry his tears, slipped the ring box back into his pocket - he reckons he could get some money for that - and picked everything up, tidying the space for the next boy to take his lover to the spot, hoping a better future for him, one that did not include immense heartbreak like his love story.

he loaded everything back into his car, slamming the trunk down with more force than what was necessary and hopping into the driver's seat and revving the engine up. when his brain wouldn't shut up, tears threatening to grace his lash line again while he's speeding down the road, his hand was on the radio and he cranked the knob all the way up, hoping to either drown out his sorrows in the music, focus on the lyrics of whatever song is playing, or bust his eardrums from the volume. as of right now, he doesn't really care which result he gets.

what he actually gets was one of your favorite songs, one that you regularly sing aloud whenever you're showering or humming to when doing housework -- why'd you only call me when you're high.

he cannot help how he grits his teeth when he hears the familiar opening,

the mirror's image, tells me it's home time, but i'm not finished, cause you're not by my side

or how his grip on the steering wheel gets tighter,

and as i arrived i thought i saw you leaving, carrying your shoes, decided that once again i was just dreaming of bumping into you

or how moisture all of a sudden clouds his vision, stripping him of his view of the zigzag road

now it's three in the morning and i'm tryna change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, "why'd you only call me when you're high?"

or how he flattens the gas pedal between the bottom of his dress shoes and the floor of the car

"hi, why'd you only call me when you're high?"

or how he braces for the impact he knows is coming because he's drove on this road countless times

somewhere darker, talking the same shite, i need a partner, hey, well are you out tonight?

or how he longs for it with eyes clenched, cheeks moist with tears.

it's harder and harder to get you to listen, more i get through the gears, incapable of making alright decisions and having bad ideas

but all he's met with was your calls of "tetsu!"

and all of a sudden, he's in your bedroom, within those four walls you've build together, hazel eyes blown wide. his head is on your lap and you have both of your hands on either side of his face.

the moment you see his eyes open, you smile and wipe away the tears going down his cheeks. you lean over to him to press a kiss on his forehead and gently stroked his cheekbone with your thumb, "'m here now, tetsu. you're okay."

in shock and confused and with a heart that's wildly pounding in his chest, the first thing he did was sit up and pull you to his chest, stuffing his face by your neck, inhaling your familiar scent and being brought back to reality -- you're there, actually there with him and he can't help but breathe out a sigh of relief.

you wrap your arms around his torso and let your hand travel over to his head, running them through his locks, even more unruly than usual because of his tossing and turning due to the bad dream.

when he calmed down some, that was the moment you decided to speak.

are you okay? maybe, but it was very clear that he was not.

"wanna talk about it?"

he shifted his seat, positioning you so you were sat sideways against him, your side against his front as he buried his face into your hair. he heaved a breath before speaking.

"took you to our spot to propose to you. you said no and-" his grip on you tightened, not enough to hurt you, but enough to alarm you because kuroo was rarely like this. "-you said you were only with me because you pitied me."

you couldn't help the sad sound that left you mouth as you turn towards him, grasping his head between both of your hands, "tetsuro kuroo, i love you. i love you for everything that you are, for your cheesy chemistry jokes to your dorkiness and everything in between, okay? i promise, if you propose to me, you will never have to worry about me saying no."

the way you looked at him, well, it kind of broke him - so sincere and full of love, the complete opposite of how cold nightmare you was - and before he knew it, he was sobbing against you again, head on your bicep and his arms around you. you simply smiled and laid your head on top of his, throwing your free arm across his back and pulling him into you some more -- your figure swallowing his.

perhaps when tomorrow comes, you'll talk more about it. you want to know if there are any underlying issues in your relationship, if kuroo felt unloved or just needed some reassurance, or if the nightmare was simply triggered by the dark red velvet box you discovered last wednesday when you were cleaning, tucked away between the headboard and the wall, but for tonight, the both of you were content with simply having him pour his sorrows out to you, your hands, gentle, soft and sweet, its every little touch getting him weak.

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pumpkinmich · 2 years

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WITH A CUTE S/O <3 (PART 1 / PART 2)

Ft. Kiyoko Shimizu, Hitoka Yachi and Alisa Haiba

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

A/N: This was made with wlw in mind and the language may be female centered but has no specific body parts or girl titles (she/they) And Lev is portrayed as being attracted to you.

🤎Kiyoko Shimizu

She has made a promise within herself to protect you from everything and everyone the second she laid her eyes on you, you were too precious to deal with anything so she decided to be there for you.

This went on for a while but there’s now something swirling inside her every time you thank her and shoot her a smile, suddenly the room is hot and she forgets how to make coherent sentences an- oh, she gets it now.

She thought about waiting until Valentine’s day, thought about all the people at your feet, thought about never confessing, about distancing herself from you, but it wouldn’t take long until you were the one confessing, and she almost short circuited on the spot

Ever since you started dating you got yourself a bodyguard, no one wrongs you, not just because she will go for the kill, but because she’s got 10 boys + Nishinoya and Tanaka ready to hide a body and swear Kiyoko was with them at 11:17pm, wednesday, 24th.

She blushes at absolutely everything you do, she looks like a different person when you’re around, stuttering and trying her best not to hug you tightly and crush you.

🤎Hitoka Yachi

She tends to overthink and keep misjudging people and what drew her to you was that you didn’t give her any reason to paranoid over, you’re cute, and it shows, it’s easy to talk to you and you’re so approachable, little did she know that’s exactly what you first thought about her as well.

Everyone around the two of you is dumbfounded about how bright the two of you are together, when you’re both pining over each other, getting flustered, blushing and getting shy, it causes the same reaction as videos of baby animals being silly on everyone around.

One of you is going to end up confessing accidentally and having both of you almost fainting of nervousness until realizing it’s a reciprocated love, and go on in a “where do you want to go?” “anywhere you like, you can decide” “no, you can decide I’m fine with any place” for 20 more minutes trying to find a first date.

Her social medias are no longer hers, there’s more pictures of you there then any of her own, she loves when you go on pretty places and let her take hundreds of pictures in all different angles, she spends hours editing and making the light and background hug you flawlessly before posting and sometimes making you complain “Why didn’t you take that pimple out of my face too!?” “But you looked perfect already!!”

Also, prepare yourself to have an edit of you under every cheesy “look, I have an s/o” trend on TikTok or Instagram, everyone knows both of you are dating because she adores showing you off every second she possibly can.

🤎Alisa Haiba

When both of you first met she wouldn’t stop pointing out the fact that you are absolutely adorable, she would go on in detail about how your hair is cute, your eyes, your clothes and would fluster you until someone else stopped her, but it was crystal clear she had only good intentions when doing so.

It did take a while for her to notice, actually, it took a comment, because the second her brother said “woow, they’re kinda cute, are they single?” was the second she panicked, gesticulating and trying to explain to him how you’re out of everybody’s league, no one can date you, ever!! Becau-- ohh… You two need to talk.

She tried being romantic, got you flowers and chocolate, prepared a playlist and put on her best clothes to talk to you at the park. Her intentions were obvious but it was a good thing, her efforts paid off because you were about to be the cute and hot couple.

She legitimately gets sad if you don’t let her spoil you, but just spoil her back, on food, rings, necklaces, she loves receiving gifts and will use and keep everything you give her, letters and flowers have a special place in her heart, she always blushes hard receiving anything from you, followed by an “OWWNT!!!” and her hands finding her cheeks before jumping at whatever you have for her.

If anyone flirts with you, or starts the “Omg, you’re so cute, did you know that?” get ready to use your scary dog privileges, she’s now glaring them down with all her willpower and of course she thinks you’re a cute little thing, but you’re HER cute little thing and she is completely ready to “She didn’t ask for your opinion, you’re talking uninvited, excuse yourself” and she will get pouty and ask to hold your hand until you two get home.

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peachycoreroo · 3 years

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angel | kuroo tetsurou

summary: the only thing that came to mind when you heard the word angel, was your crushes ex girlfriend. so what do you do when suddenly you’re the angel or how a book can bring two people together

pairing: college!kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader

genre: smut, a lotta plot tho, basically pwp

word count: 7.9k

warnings: dom!kuroo, fingering, oral fem! receiving, praise, both being extremly needy, it’s not really kinky, slight breeding kink tho, a few spanks, vaginal penetration

authors note: pls don’t even ask about the book thing, this entire thing is based of one of my dreams and i had no idea why the book appeared, but it did and i didn’t wanna leave it out soooo, ye<3 here’s a link to my masterlist

you sighed, as you continued typing your essay. maybe coming to the coffee shop was not the best idea you had, since it was friday and apparently every college student on campus decided it was coffee time after their lecture, but you didn’t expect it to be so overflown with people.

sitting at the far back, you realized that you were not going to get any work done with how loud everyone around you was being, so you just sat back and observed the people around you, while drinking the cheap coffee you ordered earlier. observing and analyzing the behavior of those around you always came natural to you. some guy watching his girlfriend as she was deciding what to order, even though she was taking way too long, with love. a friend group of a few pretty girls walking past a table full of sexist pigs who thought the only way to get their attention was by whistling after them as if they were dogs. and your crush looking at you.

wait.

huh?

quickly averting your eyes back to your laptop, you could feel your heart rate pick up to an unnatural speed. pretending to suddenly be terribly busy with drinking coffee, a million thoughts ran through your head. you were quite positive that you’ve seen his girlfriend sitting right next to him, so why was he staring so intensely at you?

it’s not as if you never talked. kuroo tetsurou was easily the most interesting person you have ever had the pleasure of having intellectual conversations with. you were taking some business classes in your third semester, since you thought they would be of value for your future. that’s where you met him. kuroo sat next to you since the first day of the lecture but you were way too intimidated by his attractiveness to start the first real conversation beyond greetings, so when the opportunity had arisen, you snatched it right away.

after one of the lectures, he left his phone on the desk and since he was already gone, you took it and hurried after him. just as he was leaving through the huge main doors of your university, you caught up to him and grabbed his arm. embarrassingly, not being the most athletic made you look like a creep as kuroo directed his confused stare at your form, hunched over, breathing hard but still latching onto his arm.

“uh, hi? y/n, right?”, the tall boys’ confusion lightly seeped into his questioning tone as his eyes moved between you and the hand you used to hold him back from walking further.

taking one last deep breath, you forced yourself to stand up right and look into his eyes, but oh, what mistake that was. funnily enough, you never actually looked directly into his eyes, so you didn’t expect to suddenly have to divert all your focus on trying to keep the gasp, you wanted to let out, in your throat. in your memories, from the milliseconds you had the courage to look into his eyes when he greeted you, his eyes were brown but all at once you were confronted with the most beautiful hazel eyes you have ever seen.

as a consequence of having to put all your mental capacity on not gasping out loud or even worse, admitting how attractive he was, the words that came out of your mouth only furthered your embarrassment.

“you. phone. lecture. forgot”, you stumbled over your words as if that were your first attempt at communicating.

feeling your already hot face burn brighter as tetsurous confusion further solidified on his handsome face, you only hoped he thought the running was responsible for you looking like a sweaty mess.

you forced yourself to let out a short laugh as you broke eye contact to gain back your composure. “sorry, I didn’t expect the running to get to me that bad. maybe lev is right, I should try some aerobics with him”, starting to mumble towards the end, you shook your head. “anyway, you forgot your phone on the table in our lecture just now. i didn’t want to hold onto it till thursday and didn’t know where else to find you, so i ran after you. m’ sorry if I kinda freaked you out”, you quickly added while holding out his phone to him.

as you never really talked to the tall man before, your head snapped up to look at him when you heard his deep chuckle. was there something that’s not attractive about this man?

taking the phone from your hands, you were finally able to experience the first full sentence kuroo tetsurou ever directed at you. “well, thanks. i definitely didn’t wanna be without a phone two whole days, so i appreciate you running after me with such determination”, he remarked, as he observed how out of breath you still were, grinning.

“oh god, you know, never doing anything nice for you ever again sounds good right about now”, you groaned, lifting a hand in front of your face to stop him from studying your slightly damp face.

nothing on this green-blue-brown floating rock in space that is also known as the earth, could have prepared you for what you were witnessing next. with your mouth slightly ajar, you looked at tetsurou as he leaned over, clutching his stomach, while letting out the funniest laugh you have ever heard in your life.

in your mind, you saw a quick flash of a scene from ‘the lion king’, in which one of the hyenas was laughing exactly like that. you briefly wondered whether kuroo was influenced by that scene as a kid before you couldn’t keep your laugh in anymore after the initial shock subdued.

“my apologies, the situation was just way too perfect for me to not tease you. i’d be honored if you’d grace me with your kindness again, my highness”, he slightly bowed while, once again, flashing you that sly smirk that made you wanna punch and make out with him at the same time.

you tried to match his energy as best as you could with your head jumbled from the proximity to the man you have been sitting next to every tuesday and thursday from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m., but looking back at the interaction, you couldn’t wrap your head around tetsurou wanting to continue talking to you after that conversation.

“i’ll consider it, peasant.”

after that, you and your smart seatmate talked a lot more. you found out that he was majoring in sports management and minoring in chemistry even though it was so different from management, just because he liked it. lev, your best friend at college since the first day when he didn’t see you from his 6’5” point of view and knocked you over as you were looking at the menu in the very coffee shop you were currently sitting in, turned out to be one of kuroo’s old friends from high school. which let you to find out the most unfortunate information about kuroo tetsurou thus far.

as you were walking to your next lecture with the dark-haired man, lev joined in with a tall, blonde, and gorgeous woman by his side. you immediately recognized alisa, lev’s sister. even though the silver-haired boy was ginormous, he couldn’t hold his liquor very well, which resulted in you having to drag the giraffe of a human home after a party quite a few times. there, you met alisa.

wanting to go in for a hug with the beautiful blonde, you froze at once as you tried to process what you were seeing. tetsurou had an arm wrapped around her petite waist, the other one placed on her sharp jaw, as he softly pecked her lips.

lev excitedly started telling you about a new side job he got as a model and while you supported him with your whole heart and were genuinely proud of him for landing that job, you could only zero in on the sight in front of you. your eyes hyper focused on the way his large hands were gently grabbing her waist, your ears on the soft ‘how was your day?’ and flirty ‘better, now that you’re here’ exchanged.

putting on your best poker face and directing your attention to the excited titan beside you, your own reaction startled you. even more surprising was who you were jealous of. you did have a small crush on alisa at the start, who wouldn’t? she’s tall, beautiful, fun, loving, caring, alas she was way too similar to lev to develop a full-on crush on her. then, it dawned on you, that the one you were jealous of, was not tetsurou, but in fact, alisa.

of course, you thought your seatmate was attractive from the first moment you saw him, but how you managed to develop a crush on him without even realizing it, was beyond you. ugly, jealous thoughts made their way into your head about one of the most loveable people you met. those disgusting thoughts slithered their hands around your throat, trying to suffocate you and so you buried that small crush in the back of your mind.

after that encounter you kept your distance to the handsome male. it was better for you, your sanity and everyone involved. in no way were you ever going to go between a loving relationship because of your own selfish feelings.

for crying out loud, you didn’t even know kuroo that well while alisa was like a sister to you. however, you weren’t able to tune out the insecure voices in your head. of course, he liked tall, model-like women who resembled angels not only physically but also with their personality. who were you to compare yourself to her? not even you yourself liked who you were, so why would one of the most attractive guys you ever saw?

you deserved someone good, but alisa deserved the world, so you just wished that tetsurou was the best for her.

and while kuroo tetsurou was a lot of things, he wasn’t ignorant, so when you decided to sit down in another seat in the lecture a few times or made up some excuses as to why he couldn’t walk with you to your next seminar, he knew something was wrong.

which brings you back to right now, with you staring at your laptop, hoping that the boy you’ve been trying to avoid wouldn’t come over to check on you. alas, your luck was apparently all spent, because you could see a tall, dark figure drop themselves on the bench in front of you.

“y/n.”

at the low tone of his voice calling your name, you lifted your gaze from your laptop to look at the boy you were trying to stay clear of.

“hmm? oh, hey tetsurou. didn’t see you there.” bullshit, he thought.

“yeah, ’m here with alisa. just a quick break before she has her next lecture.” while saying that, kuroo focused on your expression, trying to gauge your emotions and maybe get a hint on why you were actively keeping him at arm’s length.

after taking a swift look in the direction the happy couple was sitting just a few minutes ago, you nodded and kept your eyes on your coffee.

“that’s nice, you should probably go back now though. don’t want you to waste precious date time”, you said cheerfully, but weren’t able to keep out the slightly bitter tone out of your voice. that’s exactly why you were trying to stay away from him. the sight of the merry couple only fueled your toxic thoughts about two people you cherished and even though you wished for them to be happy together, the insecurities deep inside you wouldn’t let you.

seeing the slight change in your voice and expression, kuroo cocked his head to the side. did he say the wrong thing?

“she’s already leaving, so i decided to catch up with you for a bit.”

fantastic.

“well,” you remarked while closing your laptop and starting to pack your things, “I also need to get going, was nice seeing you though.”

“i’ll walk you”, was in fact not what you wanted to hear. but the universe hated you for some reason. you looked back at him and waved your hand dismissingly, trying to speedily think of a reason why he couldn’t accompany you: “uh, you see, i, uh... i’m visiting my parents this weekend, so i’ll just take the train. ’m not going back to the dorms.”

even if kuroo would have been stupid and oblivious, which he was not, your hurried attempt at getting rid of him just confirmed all his suspicions. but the ex-captain wasn’t going to let you run away from him so easily.

“no problem, i’ll walk you to the train station. the field i practice volleyball in with lev and a few others is nearby. ‘was gonna head there anyway, let’s go.” this time, he didn’t let you enough time to object, so you were stuck grabbing your things and following him, regardless of what you wanted.

to your surprise, kuroo didn’t say a thing on the way to the train station. you expected him to force you into a whole debate about whether pluto was a planet or not, but he just stayed silent. was that a bit of your luck shining through, or was he angry?

not wanting to push your luck any longer, you stayed silent as well, as you waited for your train at the designated platform. guess you had to make a surprise visit to your hometown because of your little lie, but maybe that was exactly what you needed. some time away to clear your head.

but just as you got excited for the spontaneous trip, kuroo finally dropped what has been on his mind the whole walk or rather, the whole three weeks you’ve been running away from him as if he was on fire and you couldn’t wait to get away from him as far as possible.

“y/n. why are you avoiding me?”, he questioned, looking at the rails ahead, instead of you.

“w-what? i’m not, why would you think that?”, you quickly sputtered out, hardly able to convince yourself of your own lies.

tetsurou gave you a look of complete skepticism, quickly shutting down your protests. “don’t play dumb with me, ’m not stupid. i know you’re not sitting down way further in the back or running out of the lecture on accident. you’re doing this on purpose. even just a moment ago you didn’t want me to escort you. tell me why.”

luckily, the train arrived just on time, so you quickly hoped on with a fleeting 'see you next week' and hoped he would just assume you didn’t quite catch what he said because of the train.

he didn’t though. he knew that you heard him.

the short spontaneous weekend trip turned into you staying for almost two whole weeks because of a cold, so your mom wouldn’t let you return without someone taking care of you, not knowing you had some big news waiting for you once you got back.

“we broke up.”

wou were currently in the library after returning to campus, trying to catch up on some lectures you missed, when alisa entered. together, you were walking around the english literature section, catching up when she dropped the bomb.

“wait, what? how? when? why? huh? what did he do?”, you asked dumbfounded, feeling bad about your two friends, who were so clearly in love, breaking up. but even more than that, you could feel disgust creep up your spine because deep down you knew you were sickly happy about the fact that kuroo was now single. what a shit fucking friend you were.

“relax”, alisa chuckled. “he didn’t do anything, we just kinda came to the agreement that we don’t love each other the same anymore. i felt like he was always distracted the last weeks we were together, always deep in thought, and i decided to concentrate on my graduation and career as a model. it was a great college relationship and i still care for him, we just… we broke up about a week ago.”

“well, as long as you’re both happy with the decision”, you sighed while picking ‘pride and prejudice’ by jane austen from a bookshelf, not feeling like such a piece of shit for being lowkey happy about it anymore, but you still knew you two would never work. even if the breakup was mutually decided, tetsurou was still her ex.

hearing alisa giggle, you turned your gaze from the book in your hand and wondered: “huh? why are you laughing?” the tall blonde only grinned and continued her way down the aisle. completely confused, you followed her with the book still in hand.

“what the fuck? kinda acting sus not gonna lie.”

“wow, I thought you had better jokes than that y/n”, she teased, sitting down at a nearby table.

breathing out some air out of your nose in mock anger, you sat down beside her, tipping your non-existent fedora. “sorry i’m not up to your comedy standards, m’lady.”

alisa laughed loudly before noticing the book you were still holding, her laughter turning into a knowing grin. once again, you shot her a confused look: “what is it with you today? your mood swings are confusing the shit outta me.”

“you know, that’s like one of tetsu’s favorite books.”

“what? 'pride and prejudice'?”, you inquired, puzzled. why was she telling you this? “are you like, having some post-breakup nostalgia or?”

she laughed once again, waving her manicured hand dismissingly and shaking her head: “it just kinda popped into my head. i never read it, but he once wanted to read it to me. it did not end well; i couldn’t take it seriously and had to laugh the whole time. he just gave up and sulked for the rest of the evening.”

“yep, definitely pbn”. the girl shoved your shoulder slightly while snickering before taking out her laptop and working on something, leaving you alone with your conflicted thoughts.

as fate would have it, you didn’t really talk to kuroo for the last two weeks of lectures. finals were catching up and you had a lot of exams, leaving you with no time to catch up with the tall boy. plus, you were still trying to avoid him. you weren’t about to give into temptation and try your luck with alisa’s ex, which was much easier if said temptation didn’t walk around looking fine directly in front of you.

but with the weekend starting, you agreed to go to a party with the haiba siblings to treat yourself to a break from typing essay after essay. it was obvious that kuroo would also be there and this time, you wouldn’t be able to avoid him. the running had finally caught up to you.

before the party, you decided to go to the library to work on one of your essays, but with how much work there was left, you simply forgot the time. at 10 p.m., your phone rang.

“hello?”

“girl? why aren’t you here yet? and why aren’t you answering our messages? we texted you like a million times”, levs’ questioning voice echoed through the speaker.

quickly checking the time and number of messages you got, you gasped: “oh god, so sorry! i was at the library working on my shitty marketing essay! ’m gonna be right there!”

ending the phone call, you quickly gathered your things and rushed to your dorms. stripping on the way to the bathroom in your one room apartment, you hopped into the shower, feeling as if you were trying to break the world record for the fastest shower known to men.

as you were stepping out of the shower a few minutes later, someone knocked at your door, startling you. did the haiba siblings come to pick you up? with a hasty ‘’m coming’, you hurried to the door in only a towel.

“hey, I just got out of the shower, I just need…” faltering in your sentence, you gripped your towel tighter, trying not to freak out. because there were no alisa and lev in sight. just kuroo tetsurou. while you were standing there. with only a towel on. fuck. “that’s uh… you’re not alisa and lev.”

“er… n-no, no i’m not”, kuroo stuttered out, at least having the decency to avert his eyes to the ceiling, realizing what you had or rather had not on after checking you out. collecting your composure, you shot him a tight-lipped smile and stepped aside to let him in.

“come in, I just need to get dressed and do my makeup. you can wait inside.”

walking past you, the dark-haired man pretended to scratch his head to hide his red ears and quickly surveyed your room. “that’s…”, breaking off his sentence instantly when his voice cracked, he cleared his throat before trying again. “nice room.”

while kuroo tried not to have a mental breakdown and remember what he came here for, you picked up your disregarded clothes from earlier of the floor, being mindful of not to flash the man, and made your way to your wardrobe, chucking in your dirty laundry and scanning your variety of clothes to pick out the most flattering outfit for the party. “uh, yeah, thanks. so, uh, what did you want? ee would’ve seen each other at the party later anyway.”

but there was no answer, making you frown. just as you wanted to turn around, calling his name in confusion, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around your waist loosely, causing you to choke out his name.

kuroo leaned his head down towards your neck, slowly inhaling the scent of your strawberry bodywash before sighing contently. his soft, plump lips slowly trailed up to your ear, creating goosebumps on their way, before lowly murmuring: “you smell delicious. i could eat you up.”

you could feel yourself shiver at the low timbre of his voice and the indication of his words, as your heart rate picked up to the point you had the feeling as though you were going to die right then and there. how did his demeanor change so suddenly? it seemed as if you were in a room with a completely different person.

the ex-captain smugly grinned as he felt your breath quicken and chest heave without him even doing much, tightening one arm around your waist, while his large hand on the other arm splayed itself on your stomach, slowly sliding down towards where you wanted him. “hm? can I do that baby?”

just as quickly as the thoughts of ‘stop, this is so wrong. what about alisa?’ appeared in your mind, they immediately disappeared with the sweet melody of kuroo calling you baby.

not being able to keep a little whine from slipping out at the pet name, you nodded, your cheeks unbearably hot. but that wasn’t enough for him. tetsurou wanted your verbal consent, even if his half-hard cock already slightly twitched at the small noise you let out without him even touching you properly, screaming at him to finally fuck you.

avoiding the area, you wanted him to touch the most, his hand grabbed your thigh, causing you to squeeze your legs together in search of relief. he tsked at your lack of words and lightly spanked your thigh before tightening his grip around the fat, earning him a surprised squeak from you. “no, use your big girl words baby. i want to hear it.”

the instant tetsurou startled you with the spank, you hurriedly grabbed onto his forearms, lightly digging your nails into the muscles. already, everything was getting too much. his smooth voice seducing you, his dominant touch jumbling up your brain, his urgent need to hear your consent, his pleasant scent of a mix of his cologne, mint and husk surrounding you. him, him, him. you wanted more. you needed more. the slick between your legs grew embarrassingly fast, smearing on the inside of your thighs, showing off kuroo’s effect on you evidently.

“please… please touch me tetsu', I need it”, you whimpered out impatiently, making him close his eyes to stop himself from cumming already, your needy voice going straight to his dick standing at full attention. and even though the menace in him wanted to tease you and hear you beg more; he knew that he didn’t have the willpower to deny himself of having you any longer.

as you felt the tall male finally place his hand underneath your towel and cup your pussy, your head rolled back onto his shoulder, giving him full access to your neck. while dragging his middle and index finger through your folds leisurely, his lips and tongue placed hungry kisses on your neck.

“fuck, angel, you’re soaking wet. Is that all because of me, hmm?”, he lowly murmured against your neck, while his fingers simultaneously slowly circled your clit. you couldn’t stop your eyes from lolling to the back of your head or the small whimper that left you, even though the ‘angel’ left a bitter taste in your mouth. as much as the pet name made your stomach all tingly, you always compared alisa to an angel, so it didn’t quite sit well to be called that by her own ex.

but as you felt his middle finger enter you, all thoughts flew out of your head. The only thing on your mind were the raspy praises against your neck and his finger moving at a torturous pace inside you.

“please tetsu', more, I need more”, you complained whiny, because as much as it was all overwhelming, it also wasn’t enough. kuroo could only grin at your eagerness, but couldn’t blame you, since his own patience was speedily wearing thin.

with an uttered ‘everything for you angel’, he added his index finger into the mix, curling the two digits and, not wasting a moment, pumping them into you at a rapid pace, eliciting a quiet moan out of you. the ex-captain noted that you weren’t much of a moaner and mentally made it a challenge to have you crying for him by the end of the night. so, without much warning, his long, thick fingers started hammering against your g-spot while his thumb circled your clit at the same time, making you squeeze your eyes shut with your mouth opening in a silent scream, your hands searching for stability on the closet in front of you.

“c’mon, y/n, baby, i know you want it, fucking give it to me. ‘been fantasizing about this so long, just wanna make you feel good and fall apart for me. show me how much of a good girl you are.” his smooth voice flowed into your ear, seducing you to fully give into him. you felt as if you were being lured by satan himself and you were just a weak little human, not nearly strong enough to resist the whisper of the devil.

with a series of soft, high-pitched moans, you came on his fingers without any warning, your legs giving out at the intensity of it all. tetsurou only tightened his arm around your waist, picking you up without any trouble, making you clench around nothing at his display of effortless strength as he withdrew his fingers from your dripping hole. you thought you heard a small ‘good girl’, but you couldn’t tell for sure with the way you were still floating on cloud nine after he brought you to your orgasm that quickly.

panting and shivering at the goosebumps erupting, you lifted your gaze up at him as he placed you on your bed, only to find him already staring at you with low lids and completely black eyes, the beautiful hazel color of his eyes lost in all the lust and desire that took over his expression.

refusing to break eye-contact, kuroo lifted his with your essence-soaked fingers to his plush lips, wrapping them around the digits and sucking lewdly at them. once again, you felt yourself clench around nothing, rubbing your thighs against each other to get some relief, when you saw his eyes roll back as he tasted you.

the next thing you knew, your back hit the bed with the broad man lying between your spread legs, making you yelp. you could feel the atmosphere around tetsurou change once again. he was a lot more feral than he was before, as if his patience were running out.

his biceps wrapped around your plush thighs, holding you in place since the feeling of his breath against your cunt made your hips twitch up at their own accord, exposing the strong want you had for the man between your legs.

“’m gonna fucking wreck you angel”, he growled against your slit, before diving right in, licking and sucking messily at your clit, your pussy lips, everywhere he could reach. and as much as it shouldn’t feel pleasurable with him being as aggressive as he was, it felt fucking heavenly. you couldn’t help but arch your back, hands flying down to tangle in his messy rooster hair and tugging at the surprisingly soft strands, causing him to moan hoarsely against your sensitive pussy, the vibrations only egging you on. something about kuroo tetsurou losing his usual provocative, teasing demeanor as he ate you out felt so raw and animalistic, that it made your head spin and toes curl.

his large hand crept up your torso and he finally removed the towel that barely hid your breasts from him before palming one, drawing a content sigh out of you at the attention. but as much as he enjoyed listening to you whine and sigh because of the pleasure he was causing you, he wanted, no, needed to hear how much you wanted this, how much you wanted him.

“tell me how it feels angel, tell me how good it feels. ‘wanna hear your pretty voice, baby”, he huskily mumbled against your clit, making you arch your back at the delicious vibrations echoing through your core. but as much as you enjoyed hearing his dirty talk, you felt insecure about yours not turning him on.

preparing yourself mentally as good as you managed with the way he ate you out like a man starved, you allowed yourself a glance down only to see him expectantly observing you. the erotic sight only coaxed another high-pitched whine out of you, your head lolling back against your pillow.

at the next harsh suck on your sensitive bundle of nerves, your hips thrusted up against his skilled tongue and you finally gave in to your desire of wanting to tell him how good he was making you feel. only him.

“fuck, tetsu', d-don’t stop. feels so good, you feel so good, only you, please, please, please”, you needily moaned while grinding your hips up, simultaneously pushing his head deeper into your pussy and if kuroo had any self-control left, it was definitely gone now.

his toned biceps tightened around your thighs. his large hands squeezed your breast and hip harshly, leaving bruises for you to discover tomorrow. his able tongue messily switched between being shoved deep inside you and swirling your clit and you could feel the bed shake with how forceful he was humping the bed just from eating you out and hearing you talk like that. every little thing contributed to your orgasm washing over you like a tsunami. you were fairly sure you even blacked out for a few seconds because the next time you focused your attention back on tetsurou, he was frantically unbuttoning his jeans, with his shirt already off, whipping out his cock.

you felt your eyes widen as well as your pussy clench, you couldn’t remember the last time you were this horny, but you also weren’t sure how the fuck you were supposed to fit a cock this big and girthy inside you. meanwhile kuroo took off his boxers and contently sighed as he finally started stroking himself, giving himself some relief but it wasn’t enough. not by a long shot.

zoning in on your face once again - sweaty, low lidded eyes, blown out pupils- the impatient boy leaned down and kissed you for the first time that evening. after everything that just transpired between you two, the kiss definitely felt the most intimate, but it was also what you were craving the most from tetsurou for months now.

you didn’t know how to possibly express all the emotions you were currently overwhelmed with, so you tried to translate it all through the kiss. kissing back harder, all teeth and tongue, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer, pressing your thighs against his hips, hoping it was enough to convey what you wanted to say.

apparently, it was, because you could hear kuroo lowly growl against your lips before starting to dig his fingers into your hips and grind against you, finally letting you feel him where you needed him the most.

“n-not enough, tetsu'”, you eagerly whined, raising your hips, hoping it was enough to convince him to finally fuck you like you craved him to. but as thin as his patience was at the moment, kuroo tetsurou would not be kuroo tetsurou without his teasing antics.

he slyly grinned, pressing feather-light kisses down from your lips to your throat, making his way to your breasts, where he teasingly kitten-licked your nipples a few times, letting you think you were finally getting what you wanted before he raised his head and stared you down with his almost pitch-black eyes. “mmm, I know you can do better than that kitten”, he gruffly remarked while continuing to grind against you slowly, making you jerk and mewl every time you felt the head of his cock bump against your clit. “what do you want me to do, baby?”

how he still had it in him to tease and deny you, was beyond you, because you were on the edge of breaking down from how bad you wanted him. “’want you to fuck me, tetsu'”, you confidently said while gazing into his eyes, or at least, you tried to sound confident, but you were only able to whine and moan at this point.

kuroo closed his eyes and felt himself twitch against your pussy. you were going to be the death of him. sitting back up on his knees, he grabbed his cock and lined it up with your entrance, making you spread your legs automatically wider at the sight.

with one sharp snap of his hips, you both groaned simultaneously, your groan high-pitched, his low and guttural, at the feeling you’ve both been craving for. “fuck, you’re on birth control, right?”, he asked, straining himself as to not just start pounding you into oblivion or cum right on the spot.

“yes, shit”, you breathlessly answered, putting your hands against his toned abdomen as to let him know to wait, which only made him clench his abs at the feeling of your soft hands on his exposed skin. “j-just give me a sec, need a moment”, you murmured avoiding eye contact, suddenly shy at the fact that you were just lying there with kuroo balls deep inside you.

sensing your mood shift, the tall male grinned his cheshire-grin at you and teasingly remarked: “why? am i too big for you, huh?”, hoping it’d make you laugh and relax a bit, soon realizing that the idea completely back-fired on him.

as you started to laugh at his arrogant remark, hitting his abs slightly and telling him to shut up, your core clenched in-sync with your laughter, making you freeze at the sudden loud, almost pornographic moan escaping tetsurou’s lips.

looking up at him, you finally realized how much he was holding back as to not hurt you or make you uncomfortable. the handsome boys’ wild hair was already sticking to the sweat forming on his forehead, his jaw clenched painfully, nostrils flaring, eyebrows furrowed, biceps bulging with how hard he was gripping the sheets beside your hips to restrain himself. the thought of him wanting to fuck you so bad but holding back for your pleasure and well-being, was enough to make you clench down on him again, rolling your hips up against his and declaring: “’m ready, tetsu'. please, f-fuck me”.

with your words and the grinding of your hips, kuroo really couldn’t hold back the little stutter his hips did against yours but fuck, was he embarrassed by it. he felt like a teenager, touching real boobs for the first time all over again, knowing he wouldn’t last long. not with how long he had fantasized about this and with how you reacted to his every move and touch, squeezing him so tight, he felt like he wouldn’t even be able to move.

“’m gonna break you”, and with those final words, his large, veiny hands gripped your hips in a bruising, vice grip, pulling out so only his tip was inside your messy, drooling cunt, before snapping right back in, making you choke on your breath at the impact.

as much as kuroo wanted to bust inside you right then and there, the strong urge to see you lose yourself on his cock while he ruined every other man for you was much more prominent. so, the ex-captain rutted in your pussy like his life depended on it, wanting your moans and mewls and whines to never stop. there was so much that was running through his head while being empty at the same time. the only thought was to bring you both to earth-shattering orgasms, but he also wanted to spit in your mouth, choke you, spank your thighs and ass till you wouldn’t be able to sit tomorrow. he wanted to come on your thighs, your tits, face, but he also wanted to breed you.

you two were definitely way too young for children but he couldn’t get the mental image of you, stuffed with his cum with it running down your legs out of his mind, only making it harder for him not to cum immediately.

but you weren’t doing better either. the pace that kuroo was fucking you at, had you seeing stars, riding you up higher on the bed with every thrust and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. you gripped the sheets, his hands, his forearms, your breasts, anything, to try to stabilize yourself as you approached your high embarrassingly fast without your clit even being touched.

just as the thought crossed your mind, you felt tetsus’ calloused fingertips, from years of playing volleyball, circle your clit, causing you to throw your head back with your lips open in a silent scream.

“fuck, you’re so fucking tight kitten, so much better than i ever imagined. cum for me, wanna feel you cream on my fat cock, wanna see you lose your mind baby, give it to me”. at this point, he basically started rambling on about how hot and tight you were, how he wanted you to cum around his cock so badly, how you were gonna make him cum so hard, how you were making such a mess for him, what a good girl you were.

just as you felt yourself almost falling over the edge at the added stimulus to your clit and the filthy praises that were coming out of his mouth, you yanked the boy down by his arm, wrapping your arms around him firmly and kissing him so hard, you were sure you both would have bruised lips later.

with the new position and the intimacy of being pressed up against each other, one more thrust, and you were gone. cumming around his cock so hard, you couldn’t remember the last time someone made you cum that hard, if ever.

the pornographic moans of his name along with some ‘fuck’s and ‘so good’s, the jerking of your body against his and the vice-grip of your pussy on his dick as you came. it was all too much for the poor boy who didn’t even cum once the whole time, while you already had three orgasms under your belt. the last straw was your quiet, little ‘cum inside tetsu', want you to fill me up’ and so, a few short, sloppy thrusts later, kuroo buried his face in your neck, groaning loudly as he came inside, spurting hot, white cum against your abused walls.

the feeling of being filled up to the hilt by kuroo tetsurou was intoxicating. you whined, wrapping your legs around his hips, caging him in so he couldn’t pull out, not wanting the moment to end.

you both lied there, trying to catch your breath. as he pulled out after a few moments and got up to go grab a towel to clean you up, your hand caught his. “don’t go, where are you going?”, you whined needily, wanting to cuddle, to worn-out to care about the mess gushing out of your hole onto the bed sheets.

chuckling, the tall boy leaned down, kissing your forehead: “’m not going anywhere angel, I’m just gonna grab a towel and clean you up”. with that he retreated to the bathroom in search of a towel to use.

you, on the other hand, suddenly sobered up from your drunk-on-lust high at the pet name, making you realize what you just did. fuck, you just banged alisa’s ex-boyfriend. they weren’t even broken off for that long and you already betrayed her.

feeling like a bad friend and complete whore, you didn’t even register said ex-boyfriend was back, making you flinch at the sudden contact of your sensitive pussy with the wet, rough towel.

“relax baby, it’s just me”, he teasingly chuckled, while cleaning you up. when he didn’t hear you chuckle or bite back at his teasing, his expression morphed into a frown, lifting his gaze from your core to your face. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing, thanks.” but of course, you were lying. the panic that slowly settled in your chest was threatening to suffocate you. hell, you weren’t even able to look at him properly.

you felt kuroo grab your chin with his fingers gently, turning your head so you had to look at him. tetsurou was completely serious, he only hoped you weren’t regretting what just transpired between you two, as he repeated: “what’s. wrong?”, emphasizing those two words so you knew there was no point in lying.

feeling your eyes water up, you cursed yourself for showing weakness, since you weren’t one to cry often, especially in front of other people. “what are we going to tell alisa?”

that caught him off guard. “alisa?”, he repeated questioningly, as if he didn’t know what you meant. how could he not know? was he that stupid?

you sat up, rubbing at your eyes frantically with the rising anger inside your chest. “yeah, alisa. your ex. the one that’s like a sister to me. how am I supposed to look her in the eyes after what we just did?”

kuroo wasn’t stupid. you could vouch for that any day. you saw him in your lecture, and you had studied a lot with him, but right now, you were sure he was the dumbest person you ever knew, even beating lev. because even after explaining, he still only looked at you with a confused gaze, saying: “i don’t quite follow?”

groaning, you ran your hands through your hair in frustration, declaring: “you’re really smart, but you’re being so fucking dumb right now. how the fuck am I supposed to talk to one of my closest friends after I fucked her ex-boyfriend, who she loved by the way, not even that long after they broke up?”

finally, it clicked in kuroo’s brain. but the last thing you expected, was to hear him laugh. your head snapped up at the sound, glaring at him you almost growled: “what the fuck’s so funny, you fucking bedhead?”

“oh wow, throwing in the insults huh?”, he said between chuckles. “it’s funny because alisa was the one who encouraged me to come here tonight, though I don’t think she wanted us to outright fuck but, you know.”

what now?

“what do you mean she encouraged you to come here?”, you interrogated perplexed. suddenly he was acting all shy and sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck with his big hand, avoiding your eyes.

“well… we’re still friends, so we were talking about our lectures a week ago and she suddenly mentioned how you also were a fan of 'pride and rejudice'. i just… got kinda excited at that, since alisa wasn’t really interested in things like that, so i started asking her about it. she then called me out on my crush on you, saying she already knows why i was so distracted the weeks leading up to our break-up, thinking about you.”

while listening, your anger slowly morphed into nervousness at kuroo openly admitting he also had a crush on you, but you wanted him to finish his story before addressing the elephant in the room.

“i apologized immediately, thinking she was angry at me, but you know her. she was so sweet, saying she would only be happier if it worked out between us. after, she tried to set us up to talk to each other, but you avoided me like the plague, so she told me to come here before the party since you were running late, to confront you and settle it once and for all but uh…”, he sheepishly smiled, “i kinda got distracted when you opened the door in only a towel, so… that didn’t go as planned.”

sitting with your mouth agape in a ‘o’, your brain tried to process all the information, not knowing what to say to his confession and explanation.

“soooo… she’s not gonna hate me and cancel our friendship?”, you carefully pressed, just to be sure. “no, I don’t think she will”, he chortled.

“oh.”

with that, the room was suddenly extremely silent, making you and kuroo even more nervous. clearing his throat, he couldn’t take the silence anymore. “are you gonna give me an answer to my confession, or am I like, totally embarrassing myself right now?”

“uh, no, yeah”, you softly giggled at his obvious anxiousness. taking his face between your hands, you looked right into his hazel eyes in the dim lighting, before gently smiling at him.

“i like you too, nerd.”

bonus:

the next morning, you woke up to your phone aggressively vibrating on your nightstand beside your bed. you blindly reached out, picking up the call without even opening your eyes, clearly still half-asleep.

“hello?”, you groggily asked your caller, wondering who the fuck was calling you this early, when lev’s voice filled your ear. “y/n? hey, we we’re worried about you yesterday. why didn’t you show up? it was so much fun”, the big, over-grown baby whined.

looking down at the reason you weren’t able to attend the party sleeping soundly with his head on your chest, you smiled, carding your fingers softly through his raven-black hair.

“just… reasons”.

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