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Being Shiratorizawa’s Manager:

Trip to the Beach 🏖️

Shiratorizawa x female! Manager (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: fluff, reader has a breasts and is wearing a swimsuit, Oikawa makes an appearance because it’s me 😌

AN: this is a request from 🦢 anon!

Remember when I said this team was like super serious and stoic 😃

Well jokes on you because when you go on ANY outing, these boys are just as feral as the rest

Literally, I can tell you exactly how this will go

Semi and Reon are the only adults

Yep, even Ushijima doesn’t count and I’ll tell you why

Man’s will just wander off, like he sees something and is like “hey that looks cool” and then just walks away 🚶

Tendou is riling everyone up constantly

Shirabu and Kawanishi are the actual worst to get excited about anything

Goshiki and Yamagata are just like super hyped about everything

Liberos are all hyper, prove me wrong 🤚🏻

Anyways, it’s literally so much work it’s exhausted

But never fear because our magnificent, wonderful and perfect manager, YN, is here to deal with everything!

And with summer break approaching, you get the bestest idea ever 🥰

So you bring it up at practice

“Hey guys! I think we should go to the beach this weekend!” You say, all cute and excited

Shirabu 👉🏻 Y tho?

You 👉🏻😐 I give all and get nothing back-

“A beach trip? Hey that actually sounds so fun!” Tendou cheers, backing you up

“Shouldn’t we spend the time practicing?” Ushijima adds

“Yeah, I can’t beat Ushiwaka at the beach Yn?” Goshiki screams

You 👉🏻🙄

“I mean, it would be nice to do a team bonding activity,” Semi, our team mom chimes in

You 👉🏻 *nodding vigorously* : D

“Also, we could play beach volleyball. That’s a what kind of workout,” Reon adds

The guys 👉🏻🔥👄🔥 Did you say Beach Volleyball??

These boys are sold 🙌🏻

So you began preparing, you made lunches, snacks and made sure to pack plenty water

You arrived early at school, so freaking excited for your day at the beach with your boys!

When you first arrive, you are wearing a coverup so the boys don’t really think much of anything

Please, they all have a crush on you and god are you pretty, but they also adore you as their manager

That is 👀 until you take the coverup off

Like it happens so casually too that it throws them all off 😂

Like you are just talking with Semi and Reon like, “I packed snacks and lunches, we should be good for a few hours *takes off coverup* also we have to make sure we do sunscreen on everyone because coach will not be happy if you guys can spike or receive with sunburns.”

Semi and Reon just stare 😳😳

“What’s wrong?” You say, completely oblivious as to why these idiots are staring

The rest of the team, well they are surely malfunctioning at this very moment

Goshiki definitely has a nose bleed

Remember when Daichi broke Hinata? Yeah you did that to Goshiki 😌

Yamagata, Shirabu and Kawanishi are all just like “thank you god amen 🙏🏻”

Tendou is actually speechless

Like Tendou knows you’re a girl and he knows you’re pretty but like it sunk a level deeper today

And Ushiwaka, well he…

“YN please make sure you wear sunscreen, you have a lot of skin showing. Would you like me to help you?” Ushijima says, completely oblivious

Like Ushijima thinks your pretty too don’t get me wrong but man’s isn’t thinking beyond sun protection right now

“Wakatoshi that would be so helpful thank you!” You say, handing him the cream

Suddenly, everyone is willing to lend a helping hand 😐🙄

“Don’t you think this is a job for the vice captain?” Reon says

“Are you kidding me?” Semi says as Tendou sneaks in

“I have big hands so like covering surface area is definitely easier for me!” Tendou shouts

“THIS IS A JOB FOR THE FUTURE ACE!” Goshiki interrupts

You 👉🏻🤨 guys I literally just need help getting my back

“I don’t really think they care YN,” Shirabu interjects as you hand him the sunscreen and he helps you

The guys all watch and of course, brood because they are jealous bbys

“Alright it’s time for volleyball,” Ushijima announces as all the guys run towards the court leaving you to your own devices

You 👉🏻🙄 silly boys

But it’s ok because you can finish setting up and hopefully start catching up on getting some much needed vitamin D

Even if you don’t tan, sunshine is great as a mood booster 😁

However, what you don’t realize is that you’ve attracted quite the spectator crowd

Because your team isn’t the only one at the beach 👀

You guessed it, our besties at Seijoh decided to take a team beach vacay too

What a coincidence 🙃

Anyways, you’ve seemed to attract the attention of Seijoh’s #1 pain in the butt

“Hey isn’t that Shiratorizawa’s hot manager?” Yahaba points out

Because, of course he does 🙄

“What? Where??” Oikawa says, eyes alert at Yahaba points you out

“Yeah that’s her, damn Shiratorizawa is so freaking lucky!” Hanamaki says, glaring at Oikawa

All the third years, and the other years, know that Oikawa is the reason they can’t have nice things 😅

“I think we should go and greet her! She looks like she could use some help,” Oikawa says walking towards you

“Should we stop him?” Matsukawa asks as Kunimi pulls out his phone and hits record

��Nah, let Ushiwaka take care of him this time, I came here to relax,” Iwa says, getting a front row to the show

“Yoo-hoo YN!” Oikawa says as you turn to find the source of the agitating voice

“Oh hello Oikawa!” You say, pleasantly

Please, our angel is so nice

I could never 😂

“I just happened to notice you over here, looking absolutely gorgeous and was wondering if you needed any help?” He says as you stare at him

“I’m actually good but thanks anyways!” You beam as Oikawa dies at your cuteness

“You know Yn, I always knew you were gorgeous but I will say, that swimsuit looks incredible on you,” Oikawa says

You blush, “thanks Oikawa! I got it especially for our team trip.”

You turn and show him the suit because that’s what we do, we show off 👏🏻

Suddenly out of nowhere, a volleyball SLAMS into the back of Oikawa’s head

You 👉🏻😳

Oikawa 👉🏻 💀

Kunimi and Seijoh 👉🏻 📱

“Iwa what the hell-” oikawa says, turning to see whose actually responsible for the ball

Ushiwaka and Shiratorizawa LOOM over Oikawa and just glare right thought him

Literally it’s hot out but the cold radiating off the guys right now could cure global warming 😅

“Hey guys! Are you hungry?” You say, completely ignoring Oikawa’s obvious concussion

“Ahh yeah YN we are just taking a little break,” Kawanishi says, coming up next to you and guiding you away from the scene

“Stay away from OUR manager Oikawa!” Semi growls as Reon nods

“Like she’d ever go for you anyways, she obviously has better taste,” Tendou adds

Meanwhile, Ushijima is just glaring, his arms crossed over his chest

“I’d maybe leave before Ushiwaka throws another ball at you,” Yamagata adds

Oikawa rubs his head, standing tall as a smirk appears on his face

“I was just helping your beautiful manager out,” he said as Ushiwaka glared

You 👉🏻 I’m fine but thanks Oikawa 😁✌🏻

Oikawa 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ oh ok…

He walks away as Ushiwaka continues to glare

“YN are you ok?” Goshiki asks in a panic as you prepare lunches

You 👉🏻 I’m fine 😐

“Are you sure you’re ok?” Shirabu asks

You 👉🏻 it’s Oikawa guys, he’s literally harmless

Then, suddenly Ushiwaka comes next to you, giving you an approving head pat

“Thanks for being the best manager YN,” he says as you beam

Bonus

“Well that went well didn’t it?” Watari said as Oikawa made his way back to the team

“You should have know better loserkawa,” Iwa said, rolling his eyes

“I wouldn’t have expected you to know what it’s like to ask a girl like that out Iwa!” Oikawa spat back before quickly covering his mouth

“What did you say to me?!?” Iwa 🔥👄🔥

Oikawa 👉🏻🥲

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sxlver-sweet · 3 years

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Oh oh oh!!

Can i request angry/souhya with a f!reader?

Hm, maybe she just comes to his house one day and instead of going out on a date they stay in his room? Maybe talking about past stories and such!! Maybe theres a movie on but Reader is too busy talking abt smth while playing with his hair? And souyas head is on her chest?

Idk i just- i just rlly want him to be happy and- maybe shy? Idk i love him your honor 🚶🚶

Headcanons plz!!

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ROSTER . . . souya kawata

SYNOPSIS . . . there’s been a slight change of plans, but maybe it’s not the worst…

CONTAINS . . . n/a

NOTE . . . i love him too SKDKCMSA. i also wasn’t sure how to make it strictly headcanons, so i just broke up a scenario into bullet points. i hope that works for you!!

when you show up, fuming, at the kawata household and spot scratches on nahoya’s face while he’s busy flinging a tarp over his bike, you immediately let yourself inside and, after arming yourself with the first-aid kit you find in the kitchen, head straight to souya’s room.

you already know two things. one, you know that souya would never ditch you without texting you ahead of time to arrange a rain check; and two, you know that there wasn’t a brawl scheduled for tonight. putting two and two together, you arrive at the conclusion that they most likely got jumped. it soothes the temper that’d been brewing in your chest ever since souya failed to show up to pick you up for dinner, and it makes you feel less upset about having gotten dolled up for essentially no reason.

so, you aren’t angry when you find souya in his room scrutinizing the cuts on his face in the mirror. upon seeing you in your cute, little outfit and meticulously applied makeup, his eyes round with horror as he remembers the date he was supposed to take you on. his face flushes with shame and he stumbles over his words in an attempt to apologize profusely, but you shut him down with an understanding smile as you hold up the first-aid kit you’d swiped.

“how about we stay in tonight?” you suggest. “i’m kind of tired, anyway.”

how he managed to land you, he doesn’t know.

“you look pretty.”

you pause at souya’s compliment, glancing over your shoulder from placing the first-aid kit on his dresser. he’s still sitting on the bed, all patched up and hands firmly gripping the blanket strewn across the mattress as he keeps his eyes trained on yours. his gaze is apologetic, and it falls back to the floor after a few moments. “i’m sorry that we didn’t go on that date. i really am. those guys just… they came out of nowhere, and--”

“souya, it’s alright, really.” you shake your head. “it wasn’t your fault.”

“but you…” he frets, “got all dressed up, and…”

“and,” you cut him off with a grin, “now we’re alone, and i get to have you all to myself.” you extend your arms above you in a long stretch, whining in relief when you feel your cramped muscles relax. “besides, we can always go out to dinner another night. what happened tonight was out of your control, love. don’t stress about it.”

however, you didn’t realize exactly how much energy the walk to souya’s house had sapped from you until you were laying on souya’s bed, head propped up on a couple pillows while you waited for him to return with the laptop he’d recently disappeared to look for. you two had settled on watching a movie to compensate for the hiccup in your plans. this was probably better, anyway, given how awkward and reserved souya is when showing affection or getting too close to you in public. beneath the public eye, souya’s movements are mechanical and stiff and hesitant, almost as if he fears that he’ll be shot dead on the spot or made fun of for even holding your hand. but, in private, it’s a different story. he’s still shy and a bit uncertain about where and when it’s acceptable to touch you, and he may squirm a bit, but he never rejects you. he feels free to test the waters and push his limits in the solitude of his own home with you and you alone.

you pull the hoodie you’d snatched from souya’s closet up over your nose, basking in the familiar scent of cotton and fabric softener. you close your eyes and are shocked when you feel your consciousness already beginning to fade. damn, maybe you are actually pretty tired. you’re only snapped back to the present when souya returns with the laptop in hand.

“do you want to watch forrest gump?” souya asks, his rare neutral expression awash in the pale light of the laptop screen as he scrolls through a number of different shows. “i’ve never seen it, but nahoya says it’s funny--” upon glancing up to gauge your reaction, he freezes when he sees you all bundled up in his sweatshirt, eyes fluttering sleepily as you listen to him. he scratches at his ear and turns his attention back to the screen. you smile beneath the neck of the sweatshirt when you spot the reddened tips of his ears. “are you too tired? do you want me to take you home? i mean--you can stay if you want. you don’t have to leave.”

“souya, i walked my ass all the way over here,” you laugh lightly, “i’m staying.” you open your arms to him, beckoning him forth. “here, come lay down. it’s been a while since i’ve braided your hair, anyway.”

you snicker at the wince that flickers over his features, but are surprised when he acquiescently sets the laptop on the bed in front of you and kneels on the edge of the bed. “souya, i was kidding.”

he stops so fast that it isn’t even funny. his hands are braced on the mattress next to your thigh, and he’s now staring at you with round, perplexed eyes. after a moment, realization sparks in his gaze. he blinks rapidly and shuffles off the bed to stand back up. “oh… yeah, of course. sorry…” he starts to retreat as he turns his attention to literally anywhere but you.

“wait, what? what are you--” oh, shit. “no, no!” you bolt up so quickly that your hood falls back. you make a grab for souya’s wrist, and you feel your stomach twist when you notice his pulse thrumming swiftly beneath your skin. “that wasn’t what i meant! i meant that i wasn’t going to braid your hair.” you reassure him. “i know that your scalp is sensitive and that it hurts when i pull too hard. that’s what i was joking about. i still want you to lay here with me.”

at first, all souya does is blink slowly, turquoise irises skipping over every aspect of your features in an attempt to figure out if you’re being serious. when you tug on his wrist with a pleading glimmer in your eyes, he nods silently and obeys. his movements are awkward and a bit strained, but you can tell from the determined yet cautious glint in his eye and the way his eyes keep flitting back to you that he’s just doing his best to guarantee that he doesn’t make you uncomfortable.

but you stop him again with a hand on his arm. “no, wait.” you scoot upward so that your torso is slightly elevated by the pillows, the crown of your head supported by souya’s wooden headboard. “lay your head on my chest. i still want to play with your hair.”

souya pauses, entire face flushed with a startlingly vibrant hue of red that you haven’t seen before. “that’s…” his eyes fall to your chest before darting back up to your reassuring smile. he swallows hard. “are you sure?”

“yep,” you nod.

he still doesn’t move. “really sure?”

“yes, i’m sure, souya.” your eyebrows furrow in concern. “do you not want to? sorry, i didn’t--”

“no! no,” souya shakes his head. he lowers his eyes. “i do... it’s just... i’ve never—”

you coo at the hesitance in his voice. “you know you’re allowed to touch me, souya. i’m your girlfriend.” without waiting for his response, you reach out and wrap your arms around his neck. he displays no resistance when you pull him down to rest his head on your chest, but you can still feel the nervous heat radiating from his skin when your knuckle accidentally brushes along his jaw. a distance remains between the rest of your bodies, and judging by the prominent vein appearing on his neck, he’s also sparing you the full weight of his head.

you don’t comment on it, deciding not to push him too far out of his comfort zone. you’ve done your part. now, it’s up to him whether or not he indulges in the embrace you’ve offered to him. you’re relieved when the movie starts and the script fills the heavy silence that’s fallen between you and your boyfriend. your hand naturally finds its way to souya’s hair, your fingertips slowly sliding up the nape of his neck and along his scalp. your ministrations elicit a small sigh of contentment from the recipient, and your gaze softens with relief when you notice the weight of his head starting to increase.

about half an hour into the movie, your eyes have glazed over and you’re starting to piece together why a public disturbance like nahoya found the movie amusing. souya shifts against you, and you automatically lift your hand from his head in case he’s decided to go somewhere.

but, instead, souya merely rearranges his position. no words are exchanged as he flips onto his stomach and scoots closer to you. he throws a limp arm over your waist, hand curling around the curve of your hip to pull you closer in a bold move. his neck muscles finally relax, and he rests the full weight of his head atop your chest. when he turns his head away from the movie, you see that his eyes are closed, a couple unintelligible mumbles drifting from his lips as he snuggles deeper into your embrace. the borderline permanent snarl that always contorts his features has been tempered into an expression of neutrality by the hypnotic lull of fatigue. the creases of his forehead have smoothed and the vein that adorns his cheek has vanished. making the dark circles of fatigue that ring his eyes far more discernible. you click your tongue softly and comb your fingers through his hair with a hum of understanding. looks like he’s even more exhausted than me.

without his naturally angry countenance, he looks so innocent that you nearly chuckle out loud. you’ve always known that souya yearned for affection, but you didn’t expect his desires to manifest right now. although, you suppose it makes some semblance of sense, considering how tired he is and how busy his night has been.

“are you comfortable?” you ask softly, a tinge of laughter ringing in your tone.

he nods sleepily against you. “‘m tired…” he mumbles. “tell me a story.”

you’re more than happy to oblige, so you begin recounting an incident that occurred a little over a week ago. you and hina had ventured into a gift shop, unaware that it was actually closed but the owner had merely forgotten to lock the door. souya hums in acknowledgement every now and then, a couple small giggles slipping from his lips to prove that he’s still listening. in reality, he finds the vibrations that buzz in your chest whenever you speak incredibly soothing. when they’re paired with the simple, rhythmic thump of your heartbeat and the gentle caresses of your fingers as they glide through his blue curls, souya’s positive that he’s never felt so relaxed. he’s never felt so comfortable. movie be damned, his mind has now blocked out everything except for your voice.

“and then, the cops showed up. apparently, hina tripped the sensor when we first walked in. she started crying because she felt so bad about it. i felt bad, too, but she came so undone over something so small that it made me crack up on the spot. the owner came and cleared everything up in the end, though.” you conclude with a grin. you lightly tap his cheek with a finger. “what about you? do you have any stories to share?”

when you don’t receive a response, you crane your neck to sneak a peek at his face. souya is currently knocked the fuck out, face slack and body motionless except for the gradual rising and falling of his chest. his hands loosely grip the material of the sweatshirt you borrowed, and the top of his head is slotted comfortably beneath your chin as he slumbers, courtesy of the deeply rooted longing for physical contact that he tries so hard to pretend doesn’t exist. you’re not sure why he so adamantly denies it. in fact, you like this clingy aspect of his personality quite a lot.

you press a kiss to the top of his curls, rubbing soothing circles on his back.

“sleep tight, souya.”

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