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teamatsumu · 3 months
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gentle. (aone takanobu x reader)
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summary: he’s not the same with you as he is with everyone else
word count: 1,399
warnings: swearing, but pretty fluffy otherwise, fem!reader, high school setting
tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi
this is written for @honeybleed’s Underrated Character event! I had so much fun writing this because it’s the perfect opportunity to give love to our blorbo aone (he deserves the world).
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After Date Tech's loss to Seijoh at the Inter High preliminaries, you didn't know what exactly to do with yourself.
You had been managing the team since your first year. The previous manager hadn't really stayed to show you the ropes, and you had to learn everything from scratch. You had often felt lost and disoriented, and it felt like you were drowning as the novice team built themselves slowly but surely.
You truly felt that this time around, Date Tech's Iron Wall would be strong enough to get you all to Nationals. Now, not only did you have to stomach that loss, you had to deal with the fact that your precious third years were leaving.
You felt like you were drowning all over again, like you had back in your very first week with the team. Like you had no clue what to do. As you sat on the steps outside the volleyball gym on campus, you contemplated your next move. How the team would operate with Futakuchi as the new Captain. How you all had to somehow hone the talent in your inexperienced new setter, Koganegawa. It all seemed like too much work. How were you supposed to manage it all?
You nearly jumped out of your skin when something moved in your peripheral vision and you realized it was Aone, sitting on the steps next to you. When had he gotten here?
"You scared me!" You breathed, laughing a bit. It was almost comical how someone as huge and imposing as Aone could somehow make himself so invisible. But considering how quiet he was, it wasn't surprising to you.
Aone didn't react to your words, but his stare was intense on your face, eyeing you closely before he reached a finger out to poke at the skin under your eyes. Oh.
You felt your face heat a little at his touch, but you gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, Aone. Just a little tired."
It seemed like he didn't believe you, the scowl between his eyebrows only deepening. You fidgeted a bit.
From your very first day managing Date Tech's volleyball club, you had had a soft spot for Aone Takanobu. He was, by all means, a scary looking dude. Taller than any boy you knew, and built like a brick wall. Despite his massive size, he was agile too, a very scary combination. Silver hair, a deep scowl that always seemed to twist his face (you later realized that he wasn't scowling, it was just the lack of eyebrows that made it appear so). It was no wonder people tiptoed around him.
But two years on the same team, spending every day together, meant that you knew Aone in ways that his audience did not. His personality was anything but scary. He was as docile as they came, and slowly but surely, you felt yourself drawn to his quiet disposition. In the storm that came with Futakuchi constantly butting heads with your third years, Aone was the silent bubble you found comfort in. He knew you inside out, and he was perceptive. Like right now, pointing out the dark circles under your eyes with an uncharacteristically gentle touch.
No wonder you had an embarrassing crush on him.
He kept an intense stare on you, his way of insisting there was something wrong. You shook your head again, sighing. You knew he wouldn't let this go. So you let yourself vent, letting out every dark and uncertain emotion inside you.
You ranted about everything that was plaguing your mind, body turned towards Aone but curled into yourself. You pulled your knees up to your chest, wrapping your arms around them to curl into yourself as you spoke, looking up at the boy next to you every now and then.
Aone did not interrupt. He never interrupted. He let you go on and on about how you didn't think Futakuchi was mature enough to lead a team, or how Koganegawa was nowhere near ready to stand on a court. All your doubts were spilled out into the air surrounding you, welcomed by Aone as he sat and listened to everything you had to say. His eyes did not leave you once, but he didn’t react in any other way.
"Sometimes I think you are the only thing holding the Iron Wall together." You gave him a little smile. "And I don't know how you do it."
When you finally finished, silence stretched between the two of you, as if everything around you was absorbing your words. You watched Aone, waiting for him to lean towards you and nod encouragingly, like he did whenever you had one of these ranting sessions.
"I do it because of you."
Your eyes widened, not expecting that he would speak. You knew Aone, and you knew he wasn’t a talker. He loathed having to voice anything because he felt like he didn’t have anything to say which wasn’t already understood. His voice was hoarse and deep, making your breath catch.
"Do what?" You asked, not understanding his words.
"You said I hold the Iron Wall together." He continued, and you basked in the sound of his voice. It was so rare for him to say anything. You wanted to savor it while it lasted.
"I do it because of you. I see how hard you work for this team. And it makes me work hard too. For you."
Your heart was beating a mile a minute, trying to catch up to his words and process them. You felt like your entire face was on fire, your breath stuttering. Aone did not look at you, instead staring at the ground before him. Your eyes caught his porcelain pale skin, eyeing how the back of his neck flushed red. The sight made you giddy.
"Aone…." You breathed, feeling truly speechless. Which wasn't like you at all. Between the two of you, you talked and Aone listened. For the first time, the roles were reversed.
Aone shifted a bit, still not looking at you. "Don't worry too much. You will figure it out like you always do. And I'll be here for you."
His sentences were simple. Yet to you, it felt like he was waxing poetic. You couldn't help your wide smile, shuffling closer to Aone and placing your head on his shoulder. You felt infinitely lighter, like all of what you were worried about didn’t matter at all when Aone was right there with you.
"Thank you." You whispered.
You felt Aone nudge at you gently, his way of saying 'you're welcome'. You let yourself bask in his touch, cheek pressed to his bicep, feeling how your heart pounded in your chest.
Multiple steps sounded on the ground, and then a sharp voice broke through the silence.
"You lovebirds done? Come on, let's get pork buns and then head home. I'm hungry!"
You sighed and rolled your eyes, pulling away from Aone to glare at Futakuchi, who was standing a few feet away while the team lingered behind him. They had all changed out of their sweaty practice clothes, bags slung over their shoulders and ready to leave. You saw Koganegawa peek at you from behind him, his mouth open comically wide.
"Eh? I didn't know our manager and Aone-san were dating!"
Before you could protest, Aone was lumbering onto his feet and grabbing your hand, pulling you up with him. His giant hand enveloped yours completely (you were giddy as you observed this fact), and he didn't let go as he walked past Futakuchi, who had an annoyingly smug grin on his face. You knew you wouldn't hear the end of this.
"Yeah, stay away from her, Kogane!" He called, being obnoxiously loud on purpose. He was definitely trying to goad you two, as was his nature. "You don't wanna know how pissy Aone gets when other guys flirt with her."
Your eyes widened, looking up at the boy in question. Aone pointedly looked away from you, but his grip on your hand tightened, and you could see the same blush creep up his neck and to his ears.
You grinned all the way to the convenience store, and then all the way home too, basking in the new information Futakuchi had spilled, as well as the tight grip Aone had on your hand.
He didn't let go even once.
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standfucker · 21 days
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Slow and Steady
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Aone x female Reader word count: 809 CW: explicit N.SFW content
Aone liked to take his time.
You learned that about him fairly quickly when you started tutoring him. Conversation, writing, studying–when it came to just about everything except volleyball, he preferred to go at his own pace. That quirk could potentially be hindering when it came to grades, which was where you came in. As his classmate and neighbor, you helped him understand the day’s lessons and prepare for tests, which was vital if he was going to continue to be allowed to play in the volleyball club. Though he needed a little extra time, he was sharp and diligent, and tutoring him quickly became something you looked forward to.
Part of that was because Aone was good at showing his appreciation. With how important volleyball was to him, keeping his grades high enough was something he never failed to thank you for, even going so far as to bow after your sessions although you were the same age. After a while, he started bringing you gifts. It was mostly food–snacks that you shared. Then the snacks became sweets, cute little chocolates and baked goods from the patissiere you mentioned you liked. You started going to his games. Just the big ones when you could find the time, at first. Then the practice matches, too. Then you started showing up for practices, hanging out and doing your homework and walking home together after.
Eventually, you got to really understand just how much he appreciated you.
“Aone…” you whine.
Pencils and papers are scattered off to the side, forgotten. Your arms and legs shake as you brace yourself against his heavy thrusts. Even though he’s holding back, it still feels like a battering ram.
Aone grunts into your ear, his huge body draped over you, arms caging yours and fingers intertwined together.
Here, too, he takes his time. Slow, powerful thrusts spear you with the thickness of his cock, filling you up, only to leave you wanting. It just lasts a moment before he’s back inside you, nudging your g-spot deliciously, but any time he’s not inside you is a tragedy as far as you’re concerned.
Needing more, throw your hips back to meet his next thrust, squeezing hard around him. He lets slip a gasp and a “fuck,” into your ear, and you moan. He feels so damn good, he always does, and his pace is perfect for most of your sessions, but once you feel your orgasm start to build, it’s no longer enough.
“Aone, please,” you whimper.
“Hm?” he pauses to focus on your words, pressing wet kisses to the back of your neck. He’s not verbal at all during, but he always listens, which you appreciate more after the fact rather than when he’s dicking you down.
“Don’t stop!” you cry, pressing back into him. “Please, Aone, faster!”
He responds without words, simply resuming, this time at a quicker pace. You let out a breathy “yes, just like that” and dig your fingers into your sheets. The tension in your gut winds up tighter and tighter. Just a little more…
You try to pull one of your hands out from where he’s holding it, needing to touch your clit, but his grip is too tight.
“Aone, leggo,” you whine. You’ve hooked up mid-tutoring enough that he knows why you need your hand. He always gives in to you, worships you by doing whatever you want.
So it catches you off guard when he growls, “no.”
“No?” you repeat in shock, but you can’t stop the tightening of your core around him in response.
“No,” he says again, into your ear. “Take it.”
His hips snap just a bit harder into yours, and your arms collapse against his strength. Aone finally unlaces his fingers from yours so he can hold up your hips with one huge hand around your thigh. The other reaches around and finds your clit, calloused fingertips rubbing firm circles.
“Oh, fuck! Aone!” you cry, that tension inside you growing tighter and tighter with every touch and every thrust, until it finally snaps. You cum around him with a shaky whimper of his name, stars dotting your vision as he fucks you through every pulse and wave.
He grunts and gasps, muttering your name before he stutters, “I’m g-gonna cum.”
A little more thrusting, and then he pulls out, releasing over your back. You shiver, aftershocks of your orgasm amplified by the feeling of his hot cum painting your skin.
Then you collapse.
Aone rubs your thighs as you catch your breath. His chest rises and falls a little quicker than usual, but he’s not even panting yet.
“Okay?” he asks, and you nod. “One more?”
You giggle and nod again. In all facets of life but volleyball, he will take his time.
You certainly don’t mind his way of showing his appreciation, either.
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hikari-writes · 1 year
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Thinking so very hard about aone takanobu as a baker in a small secluded bakery. Nobody really goes there because 1) nobody is aware of its existence because of its location and 2) if someone ever goes there, they'd be too intimidated by him to even buy anything 3 minutes after they walked in.
You, meanwhile, happened to stumble upon this cozy and homey looking bakery but when you pulled out your wallet, it's apparent that there's nothing in there that can help with your payment.
As you contemplated your life choices and curled up in hunger in front of the shop, you didn't notice the brooding owner leaving the shop and approaching you. When you noticed a large shadow being cast upon you, you looked up only to be greeted by his intimidating figure.
You were about to make a run for it when you were suddenly offered a tray of freshly baked scones. The owner didn't utter a single word, so it took you a moment to process what was the reasoning for his actions.
"...Uh..are these for me..?"
He nodded at your question before gesturing for you to come inside to enjoy the scones. You were about to happily tag along before your mind stopped you, reminding yourself that your wallet only consists of several safety pins and scrunched up bills.
"O-on second thought, nevermind!! I don't have any cash on me right now..."
You admitted but he didn't look surprised at your confession at all. (Makes you think he saw your earlier antics in front of the shop just now) He simply shook his head and pointed towards a table for you to sit comfortably at, before setting down the tray of scones in front of you.
"Does this mean these are on the house?"
He nodded again. He really didn't say much, or anything at all for that matter, but you seemed to be getting the hang of understanding his actions.
Oh, and the scones were absolutely delicious by the way. You became a frequent customer there soon after. You and aone enjoyed each other's company and his baked goods are all so good that you just had to come again the next day to buy them for yourself (and some for your friends too to help with his little business!).
The owner of this small, remote bakery may look intimidating because of his tall and large figure, but he really is a kind and warm person who would not hesitate to help anyone in need.
Maybe this was what made you attracted to the quiet but soft-hearted owner. You may have come for the scones, but you most definitely stayed for mr. baker aone takanobu.
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desperate-daydream · 9 months
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🏐 Haikyuu
❀ Aone Takanobu x (trans) male reader ⚣︎
A/N: gods, I just love side characters. tbh, I’m mostly just projecting myself and my imaginations on that (but which writer didn't do that at least once) XD
tags/warnings: reader is tanaka’s brother (could also be adopted) & a dancer, set in season 2 episode 19, Miyagi Spring Qualifier Quarterfinals (at least that's what fandom wiki says, I hope that it's right)
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Hey, lovebirds
It was a match from the Miyagi Spring Qualifier Quarterfinals - Aoba Johsai and Date Tech were playing - and the second set with a two-point-lead by Seijou. The third-grades of Date Tech just came running on the bleachers. 
“What’s the score?” They arrived at the rail and looked down at the still ongoing game. “Oh damn. Who won the first set?” 
“Ehm”, a voice came from behind them. It was the captain of Karasuno with his whole team. “Seijo won the first one.” 
“What, Karasuno?!”, Moniwa said, “Oh, hello. Good to see you.” They greeted each other and of course, Sasaya immediately had to restrain the former vice Kamasaki. That’s when they were noticed by other members of their school that they joined. 
The game went on with the third-grades as well as Karasuno tensely watching. After a few other points another person came running on the bleachers and immediately towards the rails to look at the score. 
Tanaka saw who it was and looked behind him to see his sister calmly stroll towards them. 
“Hey!” When you heard his voice you immediately turned around and faced him. 
“Oh, hey Ryu”, you grinned when you saw your brother sitting there with his usual attitude and rebellious grin. He informed you about the winner of the first set and then noticed the questioning looks of his teammates except for a few of them - especially Noya who had met you several times before already because of their friendship.
“Ugh, guys, this is my brother, (Y/N).” 
You chuckled, “Hi, nice to meet you. Is it so bothersome to introduce me?” The question was directed at your brother. 
“Huh, yeah, yeah, actually it is”, he answered grinning. It was usual for you two to bug each other like that. That’s also when your older sister Saeko arrived. “Oh, come on boys!” She tried to throw her arm around you to get you in her side-clasps but you were already trained and easily ducked away. 
Fortunately for you, the third-graders of Date saw and waved at you so you could scurry to them.
“Why have we never seen him at games before?”, Yamaguchi asked curiously. 
“Because he also has training most of the time.” 
“Oh, does he play volleyball too?”, Hinata spoke excitedly. You weren’t really tall, just like him, so he was really interested if you were a player as well. But Ryu and Saeko laughed a little. 
“Nah, look at his bag”, Ryu pointed at you standing next to Moniwa at the rails. It was a sports bag and shoes were hanging on the side of it. Which was noticeable is that it wasn’t only one pair but three different ones - two of which most of the boys haven’t seen anything about before. “He’s a dancer.” 
“Ahhhh”
“Ok, but why is he standing here now and talking to Date’s former captain?”
Now Tanaka began to scowl and Sakeo chuckled as she sat down. “Because Aone is his boyfriend”, the young woman answered. 
Many of their glances quickly went from you to the mentioned player and back again. “Reallyyyy?!”, Hinata was wide eyed looking down at the middle blocker before grinning, “Cooool!”
Daichi and Suga chuckled when they saw Ryu’s expression. “Why are you scowling?”, Daichi asked while still grinning. “Do you not like Aone?”, Suga continued. 
“He’s super protective of (Y/N)!” Noya saw his chance and took it. 
“Aone is.. alright, I guess”, Tanaka mumbled. The others kept on bugging him a bit but quickly turned back to the game that will decide who would be their next opponent. 
Meanwhile you were standing on the rail and watching closely while occasionally cheering your boyfriend on. He had noticed you already and you could’ve sworn that he had smiled a little bit. 
The game was really exciting and in the end Seijou won. You saw the third years’ shoulders slump down and them letting their heads hang. You sighed and let your head hang too. 
When Date’s team quickly came to stand in front of the bleachers you made eye contact with Taka giving him a comforting smile. Then you signaled him to meet you outside in the halls. You turned around to go meet him. But before you went down you shortly hugged your sister and gave your brother a light slap on the head - which he tried to return but you could duck away - to say goodbye for the day. You’d be driving back in Date Tech’s team bus and staying at Aone’s for the night. 
You went towards each other and let the others go past you both before you hugged him tightly. “You okay?”, you looked up at him with your arms still around each other and let your chin rest on his chest. The height difference between you two was kinda funny.
He gave you a little nod but he was still wearing that sad frown. 
“You were great.” This made a soft look appear in his eyes that possibly only you came to see and know what it meant. 
“Hey, lovebirds”, you heard Futakuchi shouting, “Come on, you can make out later. We’re gonna go to the bus now.” Aone’s team mates laughed. You stuck out your tongue towards them but let go of your boyfriend. 
While you went to follow the team Takanobou linked your pinkies like he often did when you walked together. 
On the bus you sat next to each other and Aone let his head rest on yours that you had placed on his shoulder. You took his hand intertwining your fingers and rested on your lap. The bus was rather quiet - exhaustion and sadness because of the lost game were the primary feelings. Your boyfriend let out another sigh. 
“Hey, Taka?”, you whispered with your eyes closed. You felt the rumble from his body as he let out a low “Mh?”.
“You’re free from training tomorrow, right?”
“Mhm.” 
“You wanna go somewhere then? I also got nothing tomorrow.”
“Mhm. Decide tomorrow?”, his voice was so low it send a wave of goosebumps over your skin. 
“Mhm.” You felt yourself doze off - your training and the excitement to make it to the game had taken a lot of energy from you too. Soon everyone except for the adults was sleeping. 
When you arrived your boyfriend shook you awake gently. 
“Hey, (Y/N)”, his voice was still hushed and even a little deeper than earlier. 
On the way to his mom’s car, who was so nice to pick you both up from school, your arm found his place around his middle while he placed his on your shoulders. 
After eating you both went upstairs to his room to get ready for bed. Aone laid down on top of his blankets and got out his phone while you still searched through his closet for one of his hoodies. You quickly changed into it after finally finding what you searched for and flopped down on top of your boyfriend. 
“Oof”, he played as if you were heavy enough to crush his brick of a body in any way. 
You chuckled and kissed his cheek. A smile that only you got to see appeared on his lips. 
His hand went to cup your cheek to pull you closer and kiss you properly. You sighed happily and let yourself fall into the kiss. 
After you parted, you snuggled close to him and placed your head in the crook of his neck. That way you fell asleep like many times before already.
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patchworkpuzzle · 2 years
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word count: ~3.5K
paring: Aone x AFAB!Reader
warning(s): oral (reader receiving) this is really soft guys so no other warnings really.
authors note: hello everyone!! I am back with something for you all to enjoy! This was written for a commission, and the one that requested this was nice enough to allow me to post this for you all the enjoy! They wanted some really soft and doting Aone, and let me tell you so do I! I hope you all enjoy! 💛💛
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Your brows scrunched together as you slowly climbed the sets of stairs to your apartment; cursing your building for not fixing their elevators sooner to avoid such strain on your already sore body. It took all your effort not to groan aloud when you turned the corner and started to ascend yet another staircase, you didn’t want someone to suddenly appear and hear you. Your day was already tiring enough, the last thing you wanted was to embarrass yourself - especially to someone who lived in the same building as you.
It was a long shift, that was the main cause of your exhaustion; though the four flights of stairs you were currently climbing did not help in the slightest. And to make matters worse, your boss asked you for the third day in a row to stay late and continue to help out. And though your body was screaming at you to not say yes, that it was running on fumes, you couldn’t bring yourself to say no.
Not only would it make you feel bad, your poor boss and other co-workers were working around the clock to try and get everything done - to try and keep things running even though you all were severely understaffed - but you liked what you did. You never really minded having to stay late every now and then. You loved your job after all, for better or for worse. You loved running around and helping people in any way you could. 
It was just…. 
It seemed most days people relied too heavily on you. That if you wanted to take a break, or a day off, everything would go to ruin; that you would return to everything being on fire and then working even harder to put out the flames. And on days like today, with the constant over time and people-pleasing, you couldn’t help but feel the burnout.
And that burnout was felt all over when you finally managed to reach your floor, to finally be standing before your plain-looking door; normally you wouldn’t look upon it with such happiness, but knowing you had finally finished enduring the horrendous task of climbing all those stairs was cause for a small reprieve and celebration.
You were thankful to finally be home. Thankful for the fact that the only person that was going to rely on you for the next few days, through the entire long weekend, was Aone Takanobu. For it was much easier to run around and deal with whatever needs your boyfriend, one person, had than those of an entire team of people.
But even with that in mind, you couldn’t help but take a brief reprieve against that plain-looking door. Taking a moment to rest your aching body, to take a deep breath, and to relish in the cool wood against your forehead before entering. Before you could bring yourself to do so, you let out a deep and long sigh; whether it was in relief or defeat you were not sure.
But you knew you couldn’t stay out in the hallway forever; that one of your neighbors would eventually pop their head out and ask if you were okay. It was now or never, and if you were honest you really wanted to take a very long, and very hot, shower.
And… a tight and warm hug from your boyfriend would also be really nice
With those thoughts in mind, you slowly opened the door and were greeted with silence. If this was not a usual and normal occurrence, one you faced day in and out, you would have been a little worried. But you knew better, you knew that even though he was a giant, Aone never seemed to make much noise; a skill you were always eerily impressed by.
You took quiet and tentative steps into your home, not wanting to break the silence that bore throughout the entire apartment; creeping your way through you went in search for any sign of where your boyfriend would be. Moving towards the kitchen proved to be fruitful as you could hear water running, the tap from the kitchen sink you would surmise. With this thought in mind, you knew and were grateful that Aone was indeed washing the dishes from this morning's breakfast.
“Hey there…” You breathed out, a sigh following suit as you set your heavy  bag down on the nearby coffee table “Good day today?”
Aone merely gives you a curt nod in greeting; something you would find cold if it were not paired with a smile that warmed his face and eyes that looked at you with such softness. It made heat rise to your cheeks as you bashfully turn away from him to fiddle with your bag.
“Good…. Good…” You muttered, clearing your throat “I think I’m going to have a quick shower before I prepare us a little dinner. And, of course, tidy up the living room like I’ve been meaning to all week. And pick up those few items you asked for at that pharmacy nearby. I know you asked while I was on my way home, but I forgot….”
You took another pause, this time letting go of the zipper on your bag to look at him, wondering if he was paying attention. You had no doubt he was, you just sometimes like the reassurance that someone was talking to you. “Is… is that okay?” 
Aone simply gives you yet another curt nod, alongside an affirmative sounding “Mm-hmm” to prove he was not only listening but that he understood and was okay with your plan. His hands never stopped their action of drying the now clean plate as he did so. Allowing you to leave with a bright smile on your face - one he matched with ease.
It was not until your back was turned, and it was clear you were not going to turn back to face him, that his face fell. His eyes followed you in concern as you made your way to the bathroom with heavy feet. Hands placing his dish down to focus his efforts elsewhere.
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The shower was really what you needed. From the moment the warm water hit your back you were a goner; lost to the heat and steam on your sore muscles as you stood under the stream for minutes on end, not wanting to do anything more than let it wash over you. 
Though, you could not just use up all the hot water without washing yourself from the sweat and grime of your day. And after the steam has surrounded you, and you saw your hands start to prune, is when you finally grabbed hold of your body wash to lather in your hands.
You sighed in relief when you slowly emerged from the steaming bathroom, tying securely the belt of your fuzzy bathrobe around your waist. Who knew that a few minutes under some hot water, and the use of some brand new body soaps and shampoo could give you a newfound pep in your step. You didn’t, but now you were certainly happy to have that in your back pocket for the future. 
You made a mental note to get more of that citrus body lotion the next time you were out, begrudgingly accepting that you must have ran out of the stuff as you couldn’t mind it when you popped your head briefly into your room. Already preoccupied with those thoughts, and with hurried motions as you continued to towel dry your damp hair, you became easily caught off guard when you called out to Aone; becoming startled when his vocal response was closer than you expected.
“Geez! You startled me!” You giggled, pulling your towel to sit on one shoulder “Just coming out to check on you, figure out what you wanted for dinner before I get dressed, so what would you like?”
The inquisitive tone your voice held, mixed with the slight head tilt you gave, always made Aone weak in the knees; he couldn’t help himself from reaching a hand out to cup your face, brushing his thumb so gently along your cheekbone.
“ ‘Nobu? You okay?” You asked, eyes searching his for any sort of answer “Did you -”
“Can you sit down for me?” Aone’s gentle voice cut you off, hand pulling away to allow you to fulfill his request.
“O-okay…?”
You hesitated, only slightly, but you inched yourself over to your plush couch regardless; holding back a sigh as you let yourself sink into the cushions - not wanting to let your concern or confusion be offset over a brief show of relaxation.
“Takanobu, what’s going on?” You asked once more, a quiet exasperation coming forth in your tone over your boyfriend’s lack of response to your important dinner question.
You wanted to roll your eyes as he continued to ignore you, wanted to kick out at him when he simply moves closer to you. You were more than ready to do so, but he caught you off guard once again as he knelt down in front of you; slowly taking one of your tired feet into his hands.
“H-hey… what are you..?” You breathed out, almost rushed, as you tried to pull your foot away.
But his hold was firm, leading to you to forgo trying to get it back; however, it still didn’t stop your body from sitting as upright as it could, rigid, as you stared at him.
“Relax, won’t you darling?” Aone murmured, his thumbs already starting to press into the arch of your foot “Don’t worry about me, or anyone else right now, just relax. Tell me about your day, okay?”
You nodded your head, exhaling silently the breath you were holding as your posture relaxed; taking a moment to shift into a more comfortable sitting position. “Well, the morning was a little crazy…”
You began to tell him the shortened version of your day, trying to keep out all the muddled and small detail that always tended to derail the story and overcomplicate things; wanting to go over everything as quickly as possible so you could then ask him to stop - ask him why he was suddenly doing something like this.
It wasn’t that you minded, nor was it out of character for Aone to dote on you like this. It was just it caught you off guard; normally for things like this, you would sweetly ask for them and then your boyfriend would happily oblige. But now he caught you by surprise. Now you were so vulnerable as you sat before him in nothing but your robe and panties. It made blood rush to your face as you adverted your gaze from him; a mixture of both embarrassment and enjoyment over his proximity and soft movements.
“ N-Nobu, I…”
“I know what you’re going to ask.” He interrupted, fingers stopping their ministrations briefly to properly keep your focus - waiting until your sweet eyes returned to his “And the answer is I want to.”
“B-but, I mean it’s just…. So… you know?” You stumbled over your words, sinking deeper into the couch in an effort to try and hide from him.
“I know it may be hard for you to accept it, but I want to dote on you just as much as you dote on everyone else. That I enjoy and want to be able to take care of you after a long day, or week, at work. You deserve to have someone do something for you for the sake of it.”
Aone watched you for another moment, smiling at your bashfulness over all of this. He repositioned himself on his haunches to lean closer to you, reaching his hand up to your face to pull your gaze back to him; smiling softly when his eyes met yours once more.
“Please, for both our sakes, let me do this for you - okay?”
His voice, always so gentle and sweet, was no louder than a whisper as he pleaded to you; making it known that he truly just wanted to care for you in the same way you did for him, no strings attached - no worry about appearances needed. You returned his sweet smile with one of your own, as you settled once more into a comfortable position; nodding your head to let him know he could continue.
Aone resumed his massage after your tiny nod to continue; slowly picking up your foot once more to carefully dig his thumbs where they were most needed. Gently digging in deep to get any and all tension that has formed over the many hours you spent on them out; making sure his touch would never seem rushed or hurried, to never cause you any sort of discomfort in his actions as he slowly worked one foot at a time. 
This was about you, after all. To lavish you in gentle care and adoration. But your soft sighs of delight were starting to get to him.
Not that it was your fault, and he would never claim it to be. No, you were just simply getting a semblance of relief from your poor and overused muscles by his diligent work. But that was the problem, wasn’t it? That by his hands these sweet sighs of pleasure were coming forth. That because of him, you were currently laying above him with a look of bliss and pleasure on your face as you completely let yourself enjoy the wonderful ministrations done by his hands. 
Aone was only a man, after all, he couldn’t help but be affected by it. Couldn’t help but gently press his lips softly to your ankle. Couldn’t help but relish in the small broken gasp that escaped your lips as he did so, allowing the blood to stir in his loins. And he most certainly couldn’t help it when he picked up your other leg, to give a sweet kiss to the neglected ankle. 
Ever so slowly, those soft and small kisses trailed upwards, peppering along your ankles for a brief moment before ascending towards your calves. The brush of his slightly chapped lips, along with the graze of his short hair against your bare legs, made your skin twitch and tingle.
“What are you doing, ‘Nobu?” You giggled, sitting more upright to gaze back down at him, pulling your leg away from him in the process “It tickles!”
But your leg did not move far, his grip turning deadly tight to keep you in place; making those giggles of yours die in your throat completely when he gazed back up at you. His eyes were dark, filled with such lust and hunger, that what was once meant to be a giggle now became a short and shaky exhale.
“Y-you, um… you don’t have to…you know...” You panted out, trying to regain your breathing as you watched his lips continue to kiss up your now frozen leg.
You felt his teeth slowly, gently, sink into the skin beside your knee, feeling the smirk against your skin as he chuckled at the way your leg jumped in response; his grip keeping it from moving too far away from him. He gave the reddened skin a tender kiss.
“Shhhh, relax baby.” He whispered out, “Relax for me, let me take care of you. Let me do this for you.” 
You knew you could not persuade him otherwise, no matter how hard you may try; Aone’s intentions were perfectly clear to you. He was going to ravish you fully and there was nothing you could do to stop him. 
So, you meekly nodded your head, arms going lax and allowing you to sink back into the couch. He helped maneuver your body, allowing you to rest in a somewhat upright position so you could still watch him. So that your sweet doe eyes, which drove him wild, could stare down at him and enjoy the show he was about to perform for you.
The higher his lips went, the more your legs trembled in anticipation. Twitching and quivering, silently begging him from under his fingertips to quicken his pace to where you knew he was going to go. Blood rushed to your face and ears as his eyes continued to look up at you, your core gaining that same heat as you watched his tongue poke out and lick a confident stripe up your leg.
Mewls softly filled the air, unable to be contained, when his lips started to suck and nibble on the delicate flesh of your inner thigh; leaving small marks as souvenirs for you both to enjoy later as he teasingly made his way to where you wanted him most.
Your hips bucked up violently, involuntarily, when he finally pressed a kiss on your clothed cunt; another one followed, but the lack of pressure and the fleetingness of those kisses made you squirm.
“‘Nobu please…” You whined out, voice just above a whisper, as your hand came down to gently scrape your nails on his scalp - tempting him to stop teasing you.
Your plea was answered with a hum, alongside long fingers slipping under the fabric of your cotton panties; taking his time to delicately slide them down your beautiful legs - his lips tenderly kissing your thighs to comfort and satiate you to his unhurried movements.
The first swipe of his tongue up your cunt was followed quickly by another, his groan barely audible to your ears over your own moan as he finally got a taste of you; tongue delving in once more to taste more of you.
Aone knew he had to slow down, for he could easily get lost in your flavour and his own desire for you - he always had. But this was not about him, or his aching cock that twitched and strained again his pants, this was about you and worshipping you in all your glory. Wrapping his lips around your clit to gently suck on it, his hands began to wander; reaching up to the fluffy belt around your waist to undo it and allow him to gaze at your soft and gorgeous body.
His hands, the gentle caressing of his fingertips, that gently pinched and squeezed and soothed over parts of your skin said more to you, was a better proof to you, of his love and adoration than any words that he could speak right now as you allowed him to indulge into you.
But you needed more.
The heat that was swirling deep within you craved more than a gentle touch. Desired more than the gentle suckling of his lips around your bundle of nerves. Though you appreciated Aone’s unhurried pace, his want to lavish you in love and adoration, you wanted nothing more than to cum all over his face.
“Oh god, baby please!” You gripped the back of his head and pushed him deeper into you, “Need more, give me more, please!’
You could feel the shiver of pleasure that went down his spine at your begging, feel him whispering out his adoration to you, as he placed his hands against your thighs; spreading you out even further so he could devour you in the way that you craved.
The lewd sounds of his slurping and sucking went straight through you, from your face down to your throbbing core as you held desperately onto the plush cushions on your couch; knuckles going white as you tried to keep your sanity as you were being hurled closer to your climax. You cried out, thighs clamping down around your boyfriend’s face, when you felt his fingers circle and caress your twitching hole; groaning out when they finally started to sink into you.
“Just a little more baby,” Aone panted out, “I know you're close for me, I can feel it. God, you’re so good. Use me, ride my face baby, come on, want you to cum f’me.”
The broken moan he let out once you obliged his request, when you started to move your hips against his face to gain the friction you needed, was what sent you over the edge. Eyes rolled back into your head as your body shook and trembled through the shocks of your release; crying out his name as he kept his fingers, slowly pistoning, within you as his lips delicately kissed your clit, hips, and thighs as you rode through the waves.
Once you were through, finally coming back to earth, you whimpered as you gently pushed his head away from you; body twitching over his ministrations over your overstimulated cunt. Feeling Aone slowly pull away, you took a moment to breathe. To allow yourself to enjoy the softness of the couch before you needed to get up. 
You groaned when you tried to sit yourself up from the now sprawled position you had claimed over the couch, one you had clearly gotten yourself into due to the desires and throes of passion; your gentle pants were clear in your ears as began the herculean task.
“Oh!” Your soft voice cried out as you felt a large hand push you back down to where you once were, holding you there to keep you from moving further.
“Stay there.” Aone’s voice commanded, voice dark and husky, “I’m not done doting on you yet, my sweet.”
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Happy Family Life
You united your lives with Aone 3 years ago. You were each other's only love both in high school and university. Naturally, you decided to crown your relationship with marriage. You got married in a simple and fun ceremony. The side-by-side photo of you at your wedding was still hanging on your bedroom wall. Every morning when you woke up, you woke up to a happy day by looking at that photo.
You posed in an elegant wedding dress, hugging your husband. This was a document of your love. You intend to wake up looking at that picture every morning for the rest of your life.
Because you wanted to live in touch with nature after marriage, you bought a country house in an area away from city life, crowds and noise. Everywhere was covered with trees and grass. You had a cute two-storey house, just like in fairy tales. Moreover, the garden was so fascinating that it resembled your dreams.
Aone would get up before you in the morning. You would get up right after him and prepare breakfast together. Your husband would take great pleasure in making you breakfast. That day, you woke up to such a peaceful morning. As soon as you woke up, your eyes searched for Aone, you thought you would find him in the kitchen preparing breakfast for you as usual. You put on your dressing gown, went down the stairs and went to the kitchen. But strangely, you saw that Aone was not there. You called out to him, thinking he might be inside the house.
“Aone?!” When there was no response from Aone, you tried once again.
“Aone? Where are you?''
Apparently he wasn't at home. He was either in the garden or busy with flowers in the greenhouse. You left the kitchen and went into the hall, then you went out to the living room and through the door of the living room that opened to the glass greenhouse. You found it exactly where you thought it would be. Aone was wearing his gardener's clothes and was working on flowers. You saw him refilling the pots
“Good morning” you said smiling to your husband.
He answered you without looking up
"Good morning. I'm sorry, I couldn't prepare breakfast for you." ''It's not important. "Is there something wrong?" you wondered.
"Unfortunately, the three naughty kittens I once rescued from the street are now big enough to enter the greenhouse and knock over the flower pots."
You responded with a giggle.
"Oh my God! I don't believe. "How did they get into the greenhouse?"
"I forgot to close the door when I left here last night. "The door was left ajar, so they entered and broke everything."
''Look at the naughty kitties! They'll make trouble for my husband! "Now they will see their day" you said jokingly
Aone was focused on what he was doing and had to ignore your joke. You cleared your throat
“Okay…then let me prepare something for you. "You'll need energy to refill the broken pots."
Aone replied as he grabbed handfuls of soil
"Don't bother. I'll eat later. You have your breakfast, then feed those three naughty cats. "If I finish work, we can garden together."
You patted Aone on the back
"I'll take care of the garden. After saying "Do your job in peace", you gave him a kiss for luck. While kissing your cheek, you felt his smooth skin on your lips.
You left your husband alone with his work and returned to the kitchen. The three kittens Aone rescued from the street have now turned into beautiful adult cats. You called your cats, as soon as they heard you they came to the kitchen and started rubbing on your legs.
"You naughty bastards! So, you broke into the greenhouse last night and knocked over the flower pots. "Lucky for your cuteness, otherwise you would be deprived of a delicious breakfast this morning."
You put food in your cats' food bowls. Then you washed your hands and set about making sandwiches for yourself and Aone at the counter. Next to it, you would squeeze the juice from the oranges you picked from the orange tree in your garden.
Aone loved orange juice. Tomatoes, ham and cheddar cheese were indispensable for him in the sandwich. You've prepared a sandwich just like Aone likes it. You filled the oranges with juice and took them to the greenhouse.
“Aone? I made your favorite sandwich. Come on, eat something. "Then you can keep on your work."
''Y/n. "Didn't I tell you I would eat later?" he said to you in a calm tone.
"You said you know, but I couldn't stand you working on an empty stomach."
Aone sighed. He took off his gloves and took the tray from your hands.
"Bon apetit to you.I will finish my breakfast soon and go out to the yard."
Aone called after you as you exited the greenhouse.
"Leave Kame in the yard. Let him wander around a bit. "We'll put him back in its nest in the evening."
''Ok. "I'll handle it," you said as you walked in.
You went back to the kitchen and had your breakfast. It looks like your cats had also had their fill and were asking you to play. You took them out into the garden. At least they would play by themselves and not bother you
"Cuties" you muttered while looking after them
As soon as you finished your work in the kitchen, you went back to your bedroom and changed your clothes. Since you will be working in the garden, you chose comfortable and loose-fitting clothes. You didn't forget to wear your gardening overalls. Before going to the garden, you took your pet turtle, Kame, out of his nest.
"Good morning Kame! "Come on" you said and took it between your palms.
"Shall we go out to the garden together? What do you say?''
You gently caressed the turtle's shell and then went out into the garden. You put the turtle down and then started to do your work.
But before that, you had another job. You walked into the backyard and stopped in front of the rabbit cage. You had four rabbits: brown, white, black and black spotted. You made an area for them in the backyard. You would take them out of their cages every morning, feed them, and let them wander around the backyard until evening.
You and your pets were like a big family. You took care of each of them as if they were your own children. You and your husband were both a very animal-loving couple. You had a very happy and joyful life. Your only wish throughout your life was to live in this house and in this environment with your family until you die.
"Good morning, my babies!" you greeted your rabbits with a smile. You took them out of their cages and released them into the garden Aone had left lettuce and carrots in the cages for the rabbits. You put them where your rabbits can eat them. You won't die or leave having left something and you could get your work done in the front yard
You returned to the front garden and looked at the strawberry seedlings you planted in your tiny field. Strawberries were starting to ripen, and since it was summer, they were ripening fast.
You went to the nearby tank, took the watering jug and filled it with water from the pump. Then you started watering your strawberry seedlings. You cut the weeds that had started to grow around them. Now your seedlings looked healthier than before. The strawberries of one of them looked ripe. It was big and red. You immediately plucked it and popped it into your mouth.
The taste of organic strawberries created a flavor explosion in your mouth. I wish there was more for you and Aone to eat You've finished watering and pruning your strawberry seedlings. You did not need to spray them because they were not infested. Next was to prune the apple, lemon and orange trees. Since the fruits of the trees were ripe, they had to be collected.
You used to pick fruit from the tree with Aone. Aone would hold a basket in his hand, lift you onto his shoulders, and give you access to the tree. This way, you could reach the fruits more easily, and Aone would fill the fruits you collected into the basket.
You would either sell the fruits or make products such as pickles and jam from them.
You entered the greenhouse to look for the fruit basket. While you were in the greenhouse, you wanted to tell Aone that you had to take care of this now. But it looks like Aone wasn't done yet
"Dear, we need to pick the fruits. Can you help me?''
Aone stopped putting soil in the pot
"If your work is not done, I can handle it alone."
He answered you while taking off his gloves
"How will you handle it alone? You know we have to wait a while to get a new staircase."
You fluttered your eyelashes
"But you're not done yet"
"Come on," he said, going out of the door and into the garden.
You followed your husband. When you arrived under the fruit trees, Aone lifted you onto his shoulders and you picked the fruits one by one, starting from the lemon tree first.
When your basket was full, you got off your husband's back
''Babe?''
"Hm?"
"Gardening is a lot of fun, but…doing that with you is more enjoyable."
Aone wasn't used to this kind of compliment. Until he met you, no one had made him feel this valuable. During his high school years, no one would sit next to him when he got on the train. You were the first person to sit next to him. Aone didn't tell you, but he was so happy when he finally realized he wouldn't be traveling alone. He was so happy that he almost cried Aone bowed his head at what you said. Naturally, you were worried because he wasn't responding.
''Dear? What happened? "Did I say something wrong?" you touched his arm curiously.
He turned to you and put his arm around your shoulder.
''No. "You didn't say anything wrong," he replied.
"Then why did you remain so unresponsive?"
It seems like Aone had feelings to express to you. She put the basket on the ground. She sat on the grass. He made you sit in front of him.
''Do you know? "When you suddenly said that, my high school years came to mind."
You giggled
"We were two young lovers then. "It was beautiful, wasn't it?"
Aone nodded.
"No one has ever valued me this much. Besides you. Admittedly, I had social phobia at that time. Because of the serious expression on my face, people were afraid of me in the places I entered. I would travel alone, even on the train. I hated it when people looked at me like they saw a ghost."
You placed your palm on Aone's cheek
"I wish they could see the goodness and kindness in you. "You may have a tough exterior, but your heart is hot as fire." He held your hand on his cheek with his big palm and gently caressed your fingers.
"I didn't tell you, but the day you sat next to me on the train, I couldn't hold back my tears of happiness. Could such a terribly tyrant-looking man cry? Of course he would cry. The day you agreed to be my girlfriend was the biggest turning point in my life. Even if my happiness that day killed me, I was okay with it. Because I was with you, y/n.”
Aone's words were enough to move you. You tried not to show that your eyes were filled with tears.
“Aone…you are truly a man with a heart of gold. I'm so lucky to have you as my husband. "You are the person I love most in this life."
With his thick fingers, he gently cupped your chin and locked his eyes with yours.
Even though he had a serious and stern expression on his face from years ago, you saw the kind and good-hearted man behind that look.
"I've never talked to anyone for this long. For the first time, I started chatting with you using long sentences. "You know, when I spoke, my teammates were surprised by it."
You held each other's hands tightly and looked at each other deeply.
"It's okay if you don't talk to them. "All I care about is you."
He smiled slightly at you. Only you understood that he wanted to laugh sincerely, even if it was forced.
You both stood up.
''Come on! "There's still a lot of work to be done," you said, and you and your husband set about your daily work.
Your days have always been like this. You were busy gardening and feeding your animals from morning to evening. Sometimes you would go on nature trips with Aone. You were trying to go fishing at a nearby lake
So the months passed.
One day, while you were getting dressed in the bedroom, Aone texted you. You took your phone and read the message
Come to the backyard
You were afraid that something bad had happened to your rabbits and you went down the stairs at full speed in panic.
You went straight to the backyard and saw Aone looking at your rabbits from behind the cage
“Aone? Did something happen to the rabbits?"
Aone gestured for you to come with his hand. You walked next to him and watched the rabbits from behind the cage.
A soft feeling filled you when you saw the view. One of your rabbits had babies. And there were exactly 6 of them.
"Oh my God! I cant believe. How did we not notice? Six cute baby rabbits. Our family is expanding," you said happily.
“I wanted you to see this too,” Aone said to you in a soft voice.
You had something else on your mind. Good news you should tell Aone
"Um…Aone" you said and couldn't hide your blush.
Aone looked at your face as if he wanted to hear something from you.
''I have something to tell you''
''Yes?''
Aone suddenly became serious. He was suspicious that you were going to give him bad news.
"I think…we will have a baby in 7 months too"
The serious and cold look on your husband's face was replaced by a sweet and surprised smile.
“Y/n? Is this…is this really true?”
''Yes. I was going to tell you today. I found it more appropriate to say it as soon as I saw the baby rabbits."
Aone's big hands found your belly that hadn't grown yet and caressed it.
"I will teach our baby to love nature. Because he is the child of a dryad. Yes y/n. You are my dryad"
You embraced each other with love and from that day on you started counting the days for your baby.
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Did you remember my ''Kittens'' scenario? Aone was rescued three fluffy kittens from street. These cats, the same cats. They're just grew up. Aone has really golden heart man. I love him so much
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[A Train Ride Home]
[Aone x f!reader]
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The first time you see him, you didn’t think much of it. It was the first day of school, so the train was filled with new students trying to find their own way there. You figured that by the end of the week, it would be less crowded, but it would have to do for now. 
As you got on the train, the only available seat that you could see was a small spot next to this boy. You squeezed herself into the space next to the blond student. However, upon closer inspection, you realized that his hair was too white to be blonde. You searched your mind for the word for a few moments before it hit you. He was albino! 
You glanced at him from your seat and noticed more of his facial features. You wanted to make conversation, maybe to introduce yourself. But before you could speak to him, the train stopped at its station, causing a rush of students to exit the train. 
It remained like this for a while. On the train rides to and from your house, you would sit next to the intimidating-looking albino, as there seemed to always be a space open next to him. You couldn’t see why, you thought dryly. But you were right when you said that there would be less students on the train weeks later. Even though it became less crowded, you still decided to keep your seat next to the albino student. 
It was two weeks later where you would become friends with him. Both of you were waiting in line for lunch at the school cafeteria when you decided that you wanted to learn more about your seatmate. 
He turned around when you tapped him on the shoulder. You held out your hand as you introduced yourself. He blinked, and after a moment shook your hand. 
“Aone Takanobu,” was all he said, before moving forward to get his food. 
You followed him to sit at a random table where, coincidentally, both your respective friends were hanging out. Ever since then, the few of you formed a tight-knit group that sat with each other whenever you had any free time. 
You learned more about Aone as time passed on. You learned that he was an avid player in the school volleyabll team, which he had a great passion for. That he was working hard academically and physically to be able to bring his school to nationals. With time, you learned that despite the intimidating demeanor he held himself with, he was a really kind-hearted boy. 
He learned more about you as well. He learned your favorite foods and pet peeves. He learned what subjects you hated with a passion and had to spend extra time studying for. He learned about your personal passions and extracurricular activities. And of your dreams for your future. 
Ever so, you slowly became friends with the gentle giant. Even though you were mostly in different classes, you always met during school outside of class. You sat with him during lunch with your now close friend group. Not to mention that you would walk with each other after school until you had to part ways to go to your respective clubs. 
A year passed and feelings, of course, slowly developed. On both ends. Both your and Aone’s friends could clearly tell the subtle differences in both of your behaviors when you were around each other. The small blushes, the “unintentional” touches, and the poorly hidden smiles whenever one would catch the other staring. They honestly wanted to see how this would play out, so they kept their mouths shut… somewhat. Comments would still always be flying here and there, but they wouldn’t make an active move to push the both of you together. Trusting that one would make the move first. 
And oh did it happen. 
You decided to confess on his birthday. Your friend group decided to have a small get together to celebrate his birthday. Even though you held herself with confidence on a normal day, actually going through with this was nerve wracking. 
Aone was a stoic man, and he looked emotionally constipated (he really wasn’t). But you had hoped that the little gestures he did for you and the emotions he showed around you proved his returning affection. 
You did celebrate with their friends. All of them handed him a small gift with a card that they thought he would’ve liked. You gave him nothing though, much to his disappointment. His gift was actually in your bag and you didn’t want to give it to him until you both were alone. Not to mention you wanted to buy him one more thing, which is why you convinced your friends to distract him as you stopped by a bakery you liked right before you all parted ways. 
Aone looked sad on the walk to the train station, although you couldn’t understand why. You shrugged the thought off, speaking with him animatedly as you always did as you both waited for your ride home to arrive. 
Your nerves were on fire that day. Your mind kept wandering to the small present both in your bag and in your hands that you bought less than ten minutes ago. You quickly took the small box out of your bag so that you were holding both gifts.
When the train arrived, you couldn’t be happier, and nervous. Thoughts began running through your head. What if he doesn’t like me back? What if I misread all the situations we were in and he was just acting nice to me? What if? What if? What if? But you breathed. Deciding that you’ll still go through with the plan, you stepped onto the train with two small boxes in your hand and your crush alongside you. 
On the train ride home, thoughts were running through both of your heads. You were hyping yourself up to give him his gifts, and Aone was sulking about how his crush hadn’t given him a gift or even a card for his birthday. You sighed, waiting for the train to stop at your station before you made your move. 
Better now than never.
You faced him and softly said his name. When he turned towards you, you placed the two boxes in his lap and kissed him on the cheek, wishing him a happy birthday before gathering your things and hurrying out of the train. Not wanting to look like you were running away from him, but you were so fired up that you couldn’t just walk at a normal pace, 
Aone stared at the two small boxes in his hand. His mind on nothing but the feeling of your lips on his cheek. What the hell was that supposed to be?  He shook his head and looked at the boxes you were holding onto the entire train ride home. 
One was a food takeout box while the other was a small gift wrapped one. He decided to unwrap the pretty box first before finding a small turtle plushie the size of his palm inside. He read the note attached inside. “Happy birthday Aone! I hope to spend the next few years with you as I have for the past year!” He blushed at the message and shifted his attention to the second box.
His heart fluttered when he looked at the second gift, which was revealed to be a delicious slice of cake. But it was the note taped to the lid of the box that took him aback. He looked at it again to make sure he didn’t misread. It was a simple note, with none of your usual doodles. 
“I like you ♡”
He smiled. A real, teeth-showing, eye-crinkling smile. He closed the box, vowing to eat it later on so that he could properly cherish it. His mind was already on the next time he would see you so that he could confess back.
The elderly couple saw the scene unfold in front of them. The old man huffed, and slid a twenty dollar bill to his wife. She happily took it and kissed him on the cheek, mirroring your confession. She was right when she bet that the girl would confess first, just like how she had confessed to her husband over forty years ago when they had sat on this exact same train. 
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Greetings my dear friend. I have returned with a request for my beloved tower Aone Takanobu. Since you did that you liked Fantasy AUs I used my kingdom of ideas, which created the following request :
Dragon!Aone, living near a village, wakes up to fem!reader chained to a tree near his cave. When he slowly goes up to them as to not scare them he is surprised to be met with excitement. After he freed the reader, she tells him about how she was curious and interested in dragons wich let to the village people sending her as a sacrifice to him. Aone is happy that someone isn't afraid of him for once and let's the reader stay with him.
So how about some headcanons ar short story ( what ever you like ) about how they turn from friends to lovers ?
Thanks from my hopeless romantic single like a Pringle ass. I love you and your work
S/o and Dragon HCs (Aone Takanobu)
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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The Maiden and her smile
When he first saw you there, chained up and locked to a tree, he was furious
How dare they lock up a maiden and try to sacrifice her to him??
He knew what people thought of dragons but he couldn’t help but feel insulted he would be used in a plot so cruel
Naturally, he knew that no one was going to come and save you so he took his approach
He tried to be as slow and as gentle as he could, not making any sudden movements in fear of terrifying you too much that it would be impossible to get close
You didn’t notice him immediately, but once he was close enough and you laid your eyes on him?
You surprised him
He had heard screaming and shouting and swearing at his existence before but never had he ever heard someone squeal in excitement 
But there you were- the biggest smile on your face as you clapped your and together and shouted “You’re here! You came!” at him
And little did he know that would be the start of something new
The Maiden and her hands
You loved dragons- that was what you told him when he first untied you
Despite this, he tried to nudge you with his snout in the direction he knew there were villages but you wouldn’t budge.
Instead, you were quick to turn around and run your fingers up and down in excitement
That over-joyed look on your face? It never went away as you looked at him in such awe 
As much as Aone enjoyed your soft, gentle touch, he knew you couldn’t stay
He was a beast but you were like the sun- a cave is no home for a woman like you and a dragon is no companion for a person so sweet
But no matter how much he pushed or huffed or glared down at you, you wouldn’t leave.
You just looked up at him and smiled as if this was where you were meant to be. Where you wanted to be.
A couple of minutes later, he found himself walking back to his cave with another huff
You walked beside him, holding onto his tail the entire way
The Maiden and her words
It took a couple of weeks for you to adjust, and just a few months for everything to fall into place
He learned so much about humans that he didn’t know before- and very quickly too
He learned that while you can eat the same berries and fruits as he, you could not eat his hunt- not without a breath of his fire to scorch the skin of his kill
He learned that you were not content with sleeping all day as he did. 
You were built to explore and to wander and to get yourself in all sorts of trouble that he would gladly save you from
He learned that you needed warm at night and a simple fire was not enough when the wind blows strong
You sleep best when you’re curled into his side and he’s curled around you
He learned that you had so much to say- about your home, your life, your family, the world, and him
He learned that you were quick to compliment him on his existence. Quick to say that you loved his eyes and his scales and that you thought he was so beautiful. So grand.
And he learned that you were quick to tell him that you think you love him only after you thought that he had fallen asleep
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honeystwiggypeach · 2 years
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Don’t know what to do with yourselves!
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Dad!Aone x Mom!reader
Tw: mentions of wanting a baby for a really long time(honestly I don’t specify why, but it can be interpreted as a multitude of different reasons)
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You had known your husband was big. No one ever would think he wasn’t. But when you had your little girl, Yui. His size seemed to be amplified.
You’d walk in the living room shaking the little pink baby bottle to see him sat in the rocking chair with what seemed to be the tiniest baby laid on his chest as he gently hummed to her. And Yui wasn’t really a tiny baby, you felt she was rather average sized, your husband was once again just extremely tall.
“Hm?” He hums in acknowledgment when he notices you standing near the entrance to the living room.
You gently shake your head smiling lightly as you hand the baby bottle to him. Watching as he moves ever so gently to situate his sleeping baby so she’s laying in his arms as she tiredly rubs her eyes with her chubby little fists before he’s placing the bottle up to her mouth.
You watch fondly. Both of you had wanted a baby for a long time, now that she was finally here neither of you knew what to do with yourselves constantly showering the small girl in love and affection and when she’d go to sleep you and Aone had to resist the temptation to stand beside her crib and coo about how cute she was.
But you two managed, with his job in construction the two of you could afford for you to be a stay at home mom. You sitting on the living room floor messing with a few of Yui’s toys as she babbles to anything you’d move in her direction before she perked up hearing her dad toeing off his boots at the front door before he came to sit beside you.
Placing his arm behind you before sweetly pecking your cheek all while Yui babbles to herself.
“Dada” you both hear her little voice say as you pull away staring at her with wide eyes.
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Anyways do you guys want to see anyone else?? Maybe I’ll write Ushijima??
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oksullen · 2 years
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10:00 AM - AONE TAKANOBU
cw : gn!reader, pet names used, lots and lots of kissing. FLUFF!!! hinted that the reader is insecure about their relationship (ONLY IF YOU SQUINT) a/n : aged up, y/n and aone are married AND YES IM BACK TO WRITE FOR HIM I LOVE HIM SM AGDHJDH <3 ONE FOR USHI COMING TOO BC <3 AND MORE AAAAAAA 10PM MOTOVATION synopsis : in which Aone decides he'd like to spend his birthday morning in bed with you <3 REBLOGS, COMMENTS, AND FOLLOWS APPRECIATED
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you awoke to the sun shining through your window and a strong pair of arms wrapped around you. you glanced to the clock on the dresser and it seemed to be 3 hours past 7. you slightly worried, wondering if oversleeping would cause an issue in todays schedule.
you turned over, now facing your sleeping husband. you wrapped your arms around him, noticing him stir a little. you felt bad immediately, pressing a small kiss to his forehead. you weren't going to say anything because you wanted to let him rest some more but it seemed he didn't mind.
"good morning." he spoke tiredly, his deep voice even deeper since he just woke.
you greeted him back and gave him another kiss. you felt him smile against your lips, feeling him pull you closer. his strong arms held you softly and his tired look was sincere and full of love.
you voiced your concern, not wanting him to waste away his day.
"should we get up?" you asked, wanting him to have a good day and not wanting to get in the way of it.
even though the past couple of years you two had spent together married, sharing the same morning over and over which consisted of waking up in each others arms and having a nice talk over some coffee and breakfast, you still couldn't help but wonder if he wanted to do it differently.
he shook his head, grunting a little. you smiled, placing your hands on his cheeks and hold his face in your palms. he was cute and you couldn't get tired of looking at him every morning.
"no rush." he said.
even if he was a man of few words you knew the meaning behind them all.
"I would like to spend the day with you." he added. "in bed. just us." he slid his hands down to your waist, running his hands up and down your back. "or at least for now."
he placed a soft kiss on your lips, leaving them there for a second before returning to resting his head on your chest.
"happy birthday love." you whispered.
he grunted, letting you know he was thankful and even if he was indeed a man of few words and you'd always be worried to bother him, he wanted nothing more than to just spend time with you, holding you while in bed during the early hours of the day.
and neither of you would want it differently.
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betbeton · 2 years
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・❥・ Mwah !!
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Haikyuu Kiss HCs
· GN Reader ·
· Not Beta'd ·
· A/N - this is just haikyuu characters kissing on some cuties ·
Part 2
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⪧ Tendou Satori
Holds your cheeks in his big hands thumbs rubbing at your cheek bones
Ghosts his lips over yours before just
B A M
Smacking them bad boys against yours
You two dorks always bump noses when he goes in for the kill
But he makes up for it by rubbing his nose against yours after he's had his fill of your cute lips
.・゜゜・ .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ・゜゜・.
⪧ Sawamura Daichi
The KING of forehead kisses
Tugs you close with his strong arms and plants a solid peck on your forehead
Before moving to pepper a plethora of smooches to your cheeks
He can be a tease pecking every part of your face until your whining for a proper smooch
Always has to tease you lightheartedly before pressing his lips to your
A nice firm kiss that makes you weak in the knees
.・゜゜・ .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ・゜゜・.
⪧ Bokuto Koutarou
Greedy!!
Won't let you go until he has had his daily kiss quota met and then some
Make sure you always come strapped with lip balm
He'll snog you till you both can't breath
And lean in for small quick peck while you catch your breath little giggles leaving you both
He'll also smooch on you infront of anyone after all he has to show the world how much he loves you!
.・゜゜・ .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ・゜゜・.
⪧ Aone Takanobu
Best smoocher hands down
I don't make the rules
Big hands holding your hips or fingers gently brushing through your hair
Hesitant at first as he leans in
Gently presses his soft lips to yours as a blush dusts his cheeks
Can get into it but is always considerate and pulls back occasionally to let you breathe just in case you need it
10/10 would smooch again ♡
.・゜゜・ .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ・゜゜・.
・❥・ masterlist
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rae-is-typing · 2 years
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In Which he Accidentally Confesses || Futakuchi, Aone
Notes: huge thanks to @millenialfanfictionaddiction​​​ for proof reading!!
Description: he accidentally confesses his feelings
Warnings: swearing, futakuchi is kind of an asshole, aone is a huge softie
Image count: 7
Masterlist
Futakuchi Kenji
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loko4koko · 6 months
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>fanart_credit: (l->r) n/a, @/f1iegen, n/a (via_twitter, n/a via pinterest) (if credit is known, please dm/send ask)
content_key: ✩=fluff | ꨄ=nsfw | ✟=angst | ⚠︎=dark content
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romiyaro · 2 years
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✼ ᴀᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ɴᴜʀꜱᴇ ✼
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✼ ᴄᴡ: ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴀɴᴏʙᴜ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ; ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ; ᴇꜱᴛᴀʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ
✼ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀᴏɴᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴇɢ ꜰʀᴀᴄᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʜᴀᴢᴀʀᴅ, ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʜɪᴍ. ᴡʜʏ? ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ ꜱ/ᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ. ꜱᴏ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏʙᴏᴅʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀᴏɴᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪᴛ ɴᴀᴜɢʜᴛʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ɴᴜʀꜱᴇ.
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"How did you get yourself hurt so bad?" your distressed voice echoes off the silent room. Aone sits there silently, casted leg perched on the couch. "Fell down the stairs," he mumbles.
"How?" you ask, sitting beside him, placing a palm on his exposed knee. His upset expression cooled you off the raging anger. By a very small degree. But that didn't mean he was off the hook yet. "I wasn't watching my step while carrying three boxes of this height," he gestured with his two hands, about the height of a shoebox.
You sigh, "It was dangerous. Shouldn't you have carried one box at a time?"
"But that would mean I would have to make three trips when I could do it in a single one."
Poor Aone gets an earful from his s/o for being lazy at work and getting injured. But that's forgotten pretty quickly as you appear from the kitchen with a bowl full of his favorite kuri kinton.
"Y/n," he grabs your wrist before you can return the dishes to the kitchen, "Can you stay over tonight?"
You raise a brow, "Of course, I'm staying. who else will look after you at night?"
He doesn't reply, but the smile lighting up his face is a good enough answer for you. You grin back at him before leaving to the kitchen.
The cast comes off in about six weeks. You are self-employed so you don't need to answer anybody to take a leave. So it's you hanging around Aone the whole day, nagging him and accompanying him in his boring six-week rest. This incident opens Aone up to you a lot more.
And it shows. Aone is a lot chummier with you than he was before.
Two weeks in and he's calling you by your nickname, reluctantly, of course. He's red-faced as he calls you n/n, asking for a second serving.
And you are exhilarated and equally shy as you serve him.
But that routine sticks. And now here you are, four weeks in and serving him a bowl of nourishing soup. Aone gazes at you with a dark gaze as you flutter around, dusting the furniture, doing the dishes, humming a low tune... just existing.
Maybe that's when he decides that this is it. You have to be the one. Only you can be the one.
So that night when you help him lift his leg onto the bed, he pulls you in with him. You are beneath him, flustered and wide-eyed. "Nobu! Are you crazy? You might make the injury worse! Is it hurting?" the barrage of questions flow out. But Aones attention has long been captivated by your moving lips.
So when he realizes that your frantic questioning wouldn't stop for a while, he takes his chance.
His lips meet yours. You freeze because this is the first time Aone initiated a contact so intimate. His lips stutter against yours, having no clue whatsoever. He's so cute that you chuckle into the kiss. You mold your lips to his, showing him how it's done. This results in another routine. The goodnight kiss.
Aone doesn't know what he will do once his leg heals and you go back to your place. He loves the makeout sessions goodnight kisses a bit too much. But he won't tell you that. Because he's not a pervert.
It's five weeks in and Aone can feel how it doesn't hurt anymore to walk. He suspects that he's already healed. But if it means you will go back, then he can pretend sick for as long as he can.
You are about to go to the guest room for the night after giving him his *ahem* goodnight kiss (which he's gotten monumentally better at by the way)  he grabs your wrist once again.
He's not looking at you, instead, looking down at the sheets. You can tell how much he's blushing thanks to the bedside lamp. "what is it, baby?"
He shivers at the nickname, building up the courage to finally spit it out. "Sleep with me!" he blurts, laying down and pulling the sheets over his head immediately after. You can tell how embarrassed he is. But- how is he so cute!!!
You internally swoon at his shy behavior. Aone feels his heart pop out when you slide into the sheets beside him. He's as stiff as a log and it takes a lot of its okay's and relax's on your part to finally get him to sleep. And once he's asleep, the real problem starts. How are you going to sleep?!
The night passes and you wake up cuddled in the arms of the giant beside you. Aone stirs awake beside you and you greet him, "Good morning, baby! Slept well? what do you want for breakfast today?
"Mmhmm... Youu..." it's a slip of the tongue that he regrets when he watches your flabbergasted expression. "I- I meant- whatever you make! Make anything I'm okay with it. They are all delicious either way." he spurts, trying for a weak damage control.
You stare at him, slowly recovering your senses. And once you deem yourself sober enough to reply, you tease him, "So you don't want me? My ex said I'm tasty!"
Maybe that was not the right thing to say early in the morning. But could you be blamed? You were riding a high this whole five weeks. A high only Aone could provide.
Aone's face was exceptionally dark as he cornered you, arms coming to rest on both sides of your head. "Was your ex that good?" His tone is calm. But you don't know if it can be trusted. So you play safe.
"Uhh... Of course not! I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought them up like that."
Not a single word of yours registered into his brain. All he was concerned about was beneath him at the moment. He leaned down, lips brushing your neck to the back of your ear.
"Did he do this?" You gasp as he bites at your ear lobe. There is something just so sexy about an incensed Aone that it gets you excited in a matter of seconds. You rub your thighs together involuntarily.
"Or this?" His lips latch onto the skin behind your ear, gently sucking and nipping. It doesn't hurt, but damn is it arousing.
Your hands are clutching at his t-shirt, trying to pull him closer.
That's when your leg brushes at his cast and you remember. "Hey! You are injured! What are you doing?! Don't strain your leg!"
"Shh!" There is something sharp in his voice, instantly shutting you up. "Let me have a taste, baby." The nickname drags a shiver out of you, and it's embarrassing because you are glued to him and he can feel it too.
He smirks, an expression you have never seen on his face before. Your mouth is agape as you look at him above you.
He chuckles, closing the gap and kissing you. The kiss is phenomenal. Your ex could never have kissed you with passion close enough to Aone's. The emergency, the gentleness, the invasion... It's all contradicting and you don't understand what he's trying until he speaks again.
"We can do this a lot more if you like it, baby. But... Can you- can you do me a favor?" He belittles himself for stammering at the crucial moment.
"Of course." Your wish is my command, sir.
You are on autopilot. He's sucked all the brain cells out of you with that kiss. It was literally a  mind-numbing kiss.
"Move in with me?" He whispers, his husky morning voice making it sound more aggressive than he intends to.
"Of course." Anything for you.
He smiles at you. "Thank you. I'll be looking forward to it. I'll get a moving agency to get all your stuff here as soon as possible." He gets up, not trusting himself to control his urges when you are looking at him so pliantly.
You lay there for a few minutes, letting it all sink in.
And when you realise what you just agreed to, you burst into a series of shy squeals. You don't care if Aone can hear you across the wall from the bathroom. But you freak out over the sheets. Rolling around, squealing into the pillow that smells like him, tussling up the sheets.
Once you are done, you sit up. Calm. You are the definition of zen.
When Aone enters the bedroom only wearing a towel around his waist, you look at him, sitting in traditional Japanese on the bed. You bow at him, "Thank you for having me here."
He chuckles at you, "Having you is definitely my pleasure, love."
And with that, he leaves you dumb again. You walk out of the room like a zombie. Letting him dress up in privacy. He's still limping, but he doesn't ask your help to move around anymore.
And once he's all healed up, you find all your stuff moved over in a single day. It's easy work for Aone. He takes pleasure in it. In getting your stuff moved to his house.
He's planned it all. He'll let you decorate the house, add a touch of you to it.
"This is what my house was missing all along." He says, hugging you from behind as you watch the guys moving your stuff.
"What was?"
His answer is punctuated with a kiss on the nape of your neck. "You."
"How did you get yourself hurt so bad?" your distressed voice echoes off the silent room. Aone sits there silently, casted leg perched on the couch. "Fell down the stairs," he mumbles.
"How?" you ask, sitting beside him, placing a palm on his exposed knee. His upset expression cooled you off the raging anger. By a very small degree. But that didn't mean he was off the hook yet. "I wasn't watching my step while carrying three boxes of this height," he gestured with his two hands, about the height of a shoebox.
You sigh, "It was dangerous. Shouldn't you have carried one box at a time?"
"But that would mean I would have to make three trips when I could do it in a single one."
Poor Aone gets an earful from his s/o for being lazy at work and getting injured. But that's forgotten pretty quickly as you appear from the kitchen with a bowl full of his favorite kuri kinton.
"Y/n," he grabs your wrist before you can return the dishes to the kitchen, "Can you stay over tonight?"
You raise a brow, "Of course, I'm staying. who else will look after you at night?"
He doesn't reply, but the smile lighting up his face is a good enough answer for you. You grin back at him before leaving to the kitchen.
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The cast comes off in about six weeks. You are self-employed so you don't need to answer anybody to take a leave. So it's you hanging around Aone the whole day, nagging him and accompanying him in his boring six-week rest. This incident opens Aone up to you a lot more.
And it shows. Aone is a lot chummier with you than he was before.
Two weeks in and he's calling you by your nickname, reluctantly, of course. He's red-faced as he calls you n/n, asking for a second serving.
And you are exhilarated and equally shy as you serve him.
But that routine sticks. And now here you are, four weeks in and serving him a bowl of nourishing soup. Aone gazes at you with a dark gaze as you flutter around, dusting the furniture, doing the dishes, humming a low tune... just existing.
Maybe that's when he decides that this is it. You have to be the one. Only you can be the one.
So that night when you help him lift his leg onto the bed, he pulls you in with him. You are beneath him, flustered and wide-eyed. "Nobu! Are you crazy? You might make the injury worse! Is it hurting?" the barrage of questions flow out. But Aones attention has long been captivated by your moving lips.
So when he realizes that your frantic questioning wouldn't stop for a while, he takes his chance.
His lips meet yours. You freeze because this is the first time Aone initiated a contact so intimate. His lips stutter against yours, having no clue whatsoever. He's so cute that you chuckle into the kiss. You mold your lips to his, showing him how it's done. This results in another routine. The goodnight kiss.
Aone doesn't know what he will do once his leg heals and you go back to your place. He loves the makeout sessions goodnight kisses a bit too much. But he won't tell you that. Because he's not a pervert.
It's five weeks in and Aone can feel how it doesn't hurt anymore to walk. He suspects that he's already healed. But if it means you will go back, then he can pretend sick for as long as he can.
You are about to go to the guest room for the night after giving him his *ahem* goodnight kiss (which he's gotten monumentally better at by the way)  he grabs your wrist once again.
He's not looking at you, instead, looking down at the sheets. You can tell how much he's blushing thanks to the bedside lamp. "what is it, baby?"
He shivers at the nickname, building up the courage to finally spit it out. "Sleep with me!" he blurts, laying down and pulling the sheets over his head immediately after. You can tell how embarrassed he is. But- how is he so cute!!!
You internally swoon at his shy behavior. Aone feels his heart pop out when you slide into the sheets beside him. He's as stiff as a log and it takes a lot of its okay's and relax's on your part to finally get him to sleep. And once he's asleep, the real problem starts. How are you going to sleep?!
The night passes and you wake up cuddled in the arms of the giant beside you. Aone stirs awake beside you and you greet him, "Good morning, baby! Slept well? what do you want for breakfast today?
"Mmhmm... Youu..." it's a slip of the tongue that he regrets when he watches your flabbergasted expression. "I- I meant- whatever you make! Make anything I'm okay with it. They are all delicious either way." he spurts, trying for a weak damage control.
You stare at him, slowly recovering your senses. And once you deem yourself sober enough to reply, you tease him, "So you don't want me? My ex said I'm tasty!"
Maybe that was not the right thing to say early in the morning. But could you be blamed? You were riding a high this whole five weeks. A high only Aone could provide.
Aone's face was exceptionally dark as he cornered you, arms coming to rest on both sides of your head. "Was your ex that good?" His tone is calm. But you don't know if it can be trusted. So you play safe.
"Uhh... Of course not! I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought them up like that."
Not a single word of yours registered into his brain. All he was concerned about was beneath him at the moment. He leaned down, lips brushing your neck to the back of your ear.
"Did he do this?" You gasp as he bites at your ear lobe. There is something just so sexy about an incensed Aone that it gets you excited in a matter of seconds. You rub your thighs together involuntarily.
"Or this?" His lips latch onto the skin behind your ear, gently sucking and nipping. It doesn't hurt, but damn is it arousing.
Your hands are clutching at his t-shirt, trying to pull him closer.
That's when your leg brushes at his cast and you remember. "Hey! You are injured! What are you doing?! Don't strain your leg!"
"Shh!" There is something sharp in his voice, instantly shutting you up. "Let me have a taste, baby." The nickname drags a shiver out of you, and it's embarrassing because you are glued to him and he can feel it too.
He smirks, an expression you have never seen on his face before. Your mouth is agape as you look at him above you.
He chuckles, closing the gap and kissing you. The kiss is phenomenal. Your ex could never have kissed you with passion close enough to Aone's. The emergency, the gentleness, the invasion... It's all contradicting and you don't understand what he's trying until he speaks again.
"We can do this a lot more if you like it, baby. But... Can you- can you do me a favor?" He belittles himself for stammering at the crucial moment.
"Of course." Your wish is my command, sir.
You are on autopilot. He's sucked all the brain cells out of you with that kiss. It was literally a  mind-numbing kiss.
"Move in with me?" He whispers, his husky morning voice making it sound more aggressive than he intends to.
"Of course." Anything for you.
He smiles at you. "Thank you. I'll be looking forward to it. I'll get a moving agency to get all your stuff here as soon as possible." He gets up, not trusting himself to control his urges when you are looking at him so pliantly.
You lay there for a few minutes, letting it all sink in.
And when you realise what you just agreed to, you burst into a series of shy squeals. You don't care if Aone can hear you across the wall from the bathroom. But you freak out over the sheets. Rolling around, squealing into the pillow that smells like him, tussling up the sheets.
Once you are done, you sit up. Calm. You are the definition of zen.
When Aone enters the bedroom only wearing a towel around his waist, you look at him, sitting in traditional Japanese on the bed. You bow at him, "Thank you for having me here."
He chuckles at you, "Having you is definitely my pleasure, love."
And with that, he leaves you dumb again. You walk out of the room like a zombie. Letting him dress up in privacy. He's still limping, but he doesn't ask your help to move around anymore.
And once he's all healed up, you find all your stuff moved over in a single day. It's easy work for Aone. He takes pleasure in it. In getting your stuff moved to his house.
He's planned it all. He'll let you decorate the house, add a touch of you to it.
"This is what my house was missing all along." He says, hugging you from behind as you watch the guys moving your stuff.
"What was?"
His answer is punctuated with a kiss on the nape of your neck. "You."
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umikawa · 2 years
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i’m in love with him. 
aone takanobu x gn reader (no pronouns mentioned) 312 words.
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“I love you.” 
Your head whips up to look at him, eyes wide from shock at his declaration said in the most monotone voice you’ve heard. “I’m sorry?” 
Aone, with his cheeks blown red and hot to the touch, turns his head and averts his gaze. “I love you.” He repeats, fiddling with his hands. 
“Oh.” You turn your head back to the papers in front of you.
Why did he have to say it when you were completing assignments!?
He shifts in his spot at your unintentional dismissal, taking a step back to walk (run) away. But your hand snags onto the sleeve of his sweater before he could go, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to respond like that. You caught me off guard.” You laugh, bringing your hand down to rest on the table. 
“Did I make you uncomfortable?” Despite dating for two years, he’s still unbelievably nervous every time you’re together.
“No no! Not at all. I just wasn’t expecting you to say it when I was doing classwork on a random Tuesday.” You say quickly, waving your hands frantically in front of you. “Not that it wasn’t romantic of course I really appreciate you getting the courage to tell me!” 
“Do you…” he turns his head when you tilt yours to the side. “Nevermind.” 
You give him a confused stare, mentally facepalming when you realize what he’d meant to say. “I love you too.” 
He jolts, he’d expected your answer but it’s still shocking to hear it aloud for the first time. He nods. 
“Is that all?” You ask, stacking up the papers sprawled out over the table, Aone always complains (in his head) about your lack of organization. “I mean if you’re bored we can go do something.” 
“Okay.” Is all he says with a nod, and the red hue is back.
“Alright.” You smile, “It’s a date.”
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asena-graywolf · 1 year
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I wrote deaf reader with Kuro before, and now i write blind reader with Aone
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Hero Who I Can’t See
You took Mai's arm and walked to where she took you. She warned you before you entered the hall she mentioned
“Watch out, there is a step in front of you”
You heeded her warning. She took your hand to take the step in front of her and made you climb
You took Mai's arm again. You realized that you entered the volleyball training hall from the ball and squeaking sounds you heard around you.
“More power to you,guys!” he called to the volleyball team of Dateko, who was training.
“We have a guest today. Her name is y/n. Our families have camaraderie. We are childhood friends. We hadn't seen each other in a while, so I wanted to introduce you while she was here.”
While some of the men in the hall were fascinated by your beauty, others found your blank stares very strange. But you were not aware of any of this.
Mai released your arm. You couldn't walk around the hall, but as you could tell from the voices, the people Mai wanted to introduce you to were just a few steps away.
Seeing you walking with outstretched hands to look around, Kamasaki and Futakuchi were whispering among themselves.
"Can't she see?" he whispered softly to Kamasaki
"Didn't you notice she took Mai's arm on the way here?" Kamasaki replied in the same way.
As you walked, you suddenly felt like you had bumped into something as hard as a wall. But two strong hands held your shoulders.
“Oh!! Well…sorry” you said with a embarrassed expression
Everyone in the hall noticed Aone's surprised look at you.
"You're lucky he didn't see you, Aone," laughed Futakuchi from behind
Aone glared at Futakuchi. That was enough for Futakuchi to stop babbling.
You could recognize who the other person was by their voice and by touching their face. You raised your arms and your palms touched Aone's face. The tips of his thumb were touching Aone's forehead.
“Where are your eyebrows?” you chuckled
Everyone in the room started laughing. You ran your hands over every inch of Aone's face so you could memorize her features. Now you've written it in your mind.
Then you took a step back and talked about yourself
“I want to meet all of you. But unfortunately I can't see it. I lost my sight completely due to trachoma disease as a child. But I can get to know you better by touching your face.”
“It's an honor to meet you y/n-san,” Moniwa replied.
You met everyone by touching their faces one by one and wrote down their facial features in your memory.
Everyone was pleased to meet you. They also did not see the visual disability as an obstacle in their relationship with you. But you were supposed to be under the supervision of someone in the hall. If the thrown ball came in your direction, you wouldn't notice it.
That's why Mai sat next to you. If the ball came towards you, he would watch over you.
Although Moniwa also warned them, Kamasaki and Futakuchi did not pay much attention to the warning. The ball hit you from the first day you met. The ball moved so fast that no one, including Mai, could prevent the ball from hitting your head.
You were hurt, and you held your head with your hand.
"Hey, please just be careful!" he got up and shouted
Then Moniwa warned them a second time harshly.
“Aren't you two going to become wiser? The ball hit the girl from day one! Is it too hard to play a little bit carefully?”
“Sorry y/n-chan,” Futakuchi said shyly.
"I’m sorry y/n-chan," said Kamasaki as well.
Mai approached you and looked where the ball came from.
"Are you ok? Did it hurt?"
“A little” you replied
“Looks like it's going to swell”
Mai asked Aone, who was standing near
“Aone, could you get ice?”
Aone nodded and brought ice from the freezer in the living room. You heard their steps coming towards you and extended your hand to take the ice.
You were extending your hand in a completely different direction and you were not aware of it. Aone gently placed the ice in your palms. You felt the coldness of the ice in your palms and you took it and put it where the ball hit
"Are you ok?" asked Aone.
You heard your voice for the first time
You answered briefly, “Yes”
Moniwa also came close and apologized to you on their behalf.
“You don't mind them, y/n-chan. Unfortunately, they don't listen to reason."
"No problem. I'm sorry, Moniwa-kun, for causing you trouble."
“Oh no way! You are our guest” he said politely and generously.
At the end of the training, Mai escorted you home. You took the subway together
"How was it? Did you have some fun?" he asked you
"A lot. Even though I couldn't see what was going on around me, I still had a great time. Everyone on your team is so kind.”
“I think you're excluding Futakuchi and Kamasaki from that. Because they never sit still and their disputes never ends,” he laughed.
"Why?" you asked curiously
"I don't know. But I can say this much, if Futakuchi doesn't mess with Kamasaki, Kamasaki has nothing to do with Futakuchi."
“Usually Futakuchi initates it”
"Unfortunately. Their friction became the cliché of the team. Aone is also in the position of a fight separator”
You kept saying “Aone…” and then continued.
“This guy…he doesn't talk much, I guess. Because when I met him, he didn't say a word"
"Yes. He doesn't like to talk much. He talks whenever he feels like. That's why he surprises his teammates when he talks. But he is very kind. Although he looks like a scary bully from the outside”
"How? Does he look so scary?”
“He has a stern and serious look. Those who see him for the first time are literally sweating out of fear. But it is not at all what it seems.”
“So that's why Futakuchi “she’s lucky not to see you,” he said. But if he was really kind, I wouldn't be afraid if I could see his face."
“The reactions of people who know him for the first time are often not positive. You are the first person to think positively about him”
“You say so?”
"Yes"
You noticed how big his hand was when you shook hands with him.
“He's 1.90 tall isn't he? His hands were huge and as far as I could feel, his size was also big," you said while remembering.
“A little over 1.90. He’s the tallest player of the team and the strongest middle blocker.”
“I guessed”
From that day on, you visited the salon with Mai whenever you were available. You had become one of that team as you started to come in and out of the hall more and more.
In order not to be a burden to Mai and everyone who has accompanied you to find directions, you started using the visually impaired cane. Now you could find your direction more easily
That evening you got off the subway alone. You missed the first train and waited for the second. The area was extremely quiet. You could have been the only person on the subway. Or so you thought. You were always afraid of being alone in any place. Because when you were alone, you couldn't take care of yourself like normal people. Visual impairment was the biggest factor in this
You felt someone approaching you.
“Hey beauty! What about play blind man's buff with us?”
“No need to blindfold”
It was the voice of two young men, and it was clear that it belonged to strangers you hadn't heard before. You were getting scared and now you'd rather be alone on the subway
"Who are you! Go away or I'll call the police!”
“Oh really! In your blind state?" they laughed
“We just wanted to play a little. What were you mean?"
“I told you to get out!”
You tried to swing your cane in self-defense. But the abusers weren't at the point where you swung. Trying to attack them with your blindness had become fun for them and they started to come more and more.
“I think we will play with a real blind person”
“It will be funny”
"Don't touch me!" As you went back, your back hit someone's chest and you almost had a heart attack from fear.
But the abusers were idolized where they were.
"Dude, if we don't get out of here soon, this guy will run over us"
“Look at him! He’s like a giant”
You didn't know who the person behind you was. You thought you were cornered but that person was your savior
“Leave the lady alone!” You heard a solemn and menacing voice that sounded familiar to you.
But you couldn't make it out and couldn't remember the sound
Who are you? you said inside
“Get lost!”
You heard the harassers running away when the familiar voice gave a menacing command for the second time.
You had calmed down a bit and wanted to know who the savior was.
"Are you ok?"
You are one step closer to recognizing the voice when it asks you in the same tone and the same way
"Who are you?" you asked
“Y/n, it's Aone. Didn't you recognize my voice?"
"No. Sorry. We haven't been able to chat much with you. That's why I couldn't make a sound. If you let me touch your face, I can be convinced that you really are Aone"
Aone let you touch his face. You touched his facial features again, which you wrote in your memory. When you felt with your hand that he had no eyebrows, you were absolutely sure that it was Aone.
“It’s really you, Aone. Thank you. Really. You’re so nice person”
You touched his shoulders and lowered your hands down to his arms
You repeated "thank you so much"
"I am pleased that you are well. They didn't hurt you, did they?" asked Aone.
"No. But if you hadn't, maybe they would have hurt you."
"Don't worry. They will never dare to do such a thing again.”
Thank you, my hero that I can't see… you said inside
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