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Being Asahi’s Crush Part Four: On the DL

Description: the team finds out. part four of four. Part one is here! Part two is here! Part three is here!

Characters: you, karasuno vbc, nekoma

Warnings: sexual harassment, kuroo’s haircut

Word Count: 1.3k

You wanted to keep the fact that the two of you were talking on the down low

Especially because you know what suga was up to

He was not as slick as he thought he was

But you still appreciated it

It wasn’t hard to keep up the act especially cause bb boy is so easily flustered

Whenever you were brought up in conversation, he blushed profusely

Like redder than pantone 18-1664 red 

That’s very red

Daichi wanted to take him to the hospital again

But can you blame the ace?

He still vividly remembered your lips on his cheek and wondered what they would feel like on his own lips

It made him so so embarrassed and it was adorable

But you are a queen that believes in boundaries and consent so you always ask if hes okay with certain things 

You want to go at his pace cause you have a sneaking suspicion that this is first time almost being in a relationship

Yet suga has not caught on yet

But kiyoko did 

What a goddess i love her so much

No one but coach, takeda, yachi, and her have your phone number

So when she sees asahi in your contact list one day when her phone died and she asked to borrow it she was like 👀 okay i see you girl

But she kept her mouth shut cause thats not her business

And she sees how happy asahi has been after the seijoh practice match and she just wants her boys to be happy 

You explained your happiness as joy from getting that stupid brace off

Suga fussed over you a bit, asking over and over again if oikawa made it worse

It was sweet then kinda annoying but you let him do it cause he has to mom someone 

The first years missed the attention just a bit lmao

Not tsukki he thanked god he was left alone

Salty bb boy let us love you

ANYWAYS

Back to kiyoko

You and her made a bet once you knew that she knew

How long would it take for the team to catch on?

She said a month

You said two weeks

It was much much longer than that lmaooooo

They are fucking clueless

So clueless

Like cher horowitz has nothing on this murder of crows

Fun fact that movie is older than me

You even contemplated walking up to asahi in the middle of practice and kissing him

But you knew that’d make him so uncomfortable so of course you didn’t

So it was a good two and a half months after the seijoh match and it was time for summer training camp

Im not quite sure about the timeline here, so pls just go with it thanks 

So 

Here you are being all gorgeous

stop arguing w me youre fucking beautiful

Trying not to melt like the wicked witch of the west in the heat

You and asahi decided to make it official

And you were so so so happy

But you still wanted to keep it on the down low cause it was just… easier

But you did have a chat before summer training camp about what he wanted you to do when you got hit on

Let's be honest my love its gonna happen

You're amazing and these boys WISH they had a chance w you

But the second you fell on your ass in front of him, you knew

You knew he was the man for you

Now he didn’t get jealous easily

But you were one to banter and laugh along with people you talk to 

And he knows a lot of the people attending the training camp interpret that as flirting, especially because asahi is acquainted with most of them

So he asked that keep it strictly platonic with firm and clear boundaries that won’t disrespect the budding relationship

You were all for it

And similarly, he asked about your boundaries 

And you basically said the same

Platonic, firm, clear boundaries

And honestly, with that anxiety out of the way, you were excited

Then you got off the bus

You and asahi sat together as always and you had fallen asleep holding hands

Again, it was incredible that no one had caught on yet

Not even suga!!!!

But he was busy so you just shrugged

Like it wasn’t a secret

But you weren’t shouting it on the rooftops

If someone asked, you would answer honestly

But the boys are dramatic and it could make them lose focus of their goals and that was the last thing you wanted for them

So you waited

BACK TO THE PROGRAM OMG

Sorry i go on tangents lololol

As i was saying, you got off the bus and you were greeted by nekoma 

Kuroo, more specifically 

He smirked down at you as you stretched. “I definitely haven’t met you before. I wouldn’t forget such a pretty face.”

You kept a straight face and noticed Asahi tense a bit behind you. “We definitely haven’t met. I wouldn’t forget such a tragic haircut.”

The boys snicker behind you

Even some of nekoma laugh

Kuroo guffawed while you walked passed him paying him no mind

Asahi doesn't know if he should apologize or laugh

But this sets the tone for the rest of camp

You always shut down all flirting attempts with grace and cheek

But then some douche from a random school does not take no for an answer 

Hes all 

“Cmon girl, i can show you a real good time…”

“Let me smack that ass like a volleyball.”

Other gross comments that men make towards a clearly uninterested party minding their own fucking business

Thats when you snap

Cause people like douche nozzle over here dont see women and femme presenting folks as people, they see us as prizes

It is an unfortunate reality 

“I have a boyfriend.” Is what you have been saying on repeat

But hes all 

“He ain’t here,” and “He doesn’t have to find out.”

But Asahi is there

And tall

And intimidating on the court

So when Karasuno is up against this fucker’s team, the gloves come off

Every single spike is aimed at him 

Karasuno wins

But this does not stop the clown

He has a audacity to ask for a kiss as consolation 

He leans in

Now the team is prepared to beat the shit out of this fucker 

Noya and Tanaka specifically

But Daichi is warming up too

But everyone is shocked at what happens next

before you break his nose, Asahi grabs this man by the back of his jersey and  d r a g s  him to his coach and says 

“Your player has been sexually harassing our manager. Fix him.” 

He tosses him down and returns to you

You smile and nod proudly as he hugs you and ask if you're okay

“I’m always okay when you’re here.”

Awww youre so cute it makes me sick

Anyways he's feeling a bit possessive so you peck each other on the lips

The team is flabbergasted

Never has asahi azumane been so bold 

Suga is a proud mom

Daichi is conflicted between shaming the pda and patting his buddy on the back

Hinata is :D cause his senpais are so cute together

Tsuki and Kags are over it 

Kiyoko is like “about time”

Yachi is blushing like mad cause pda 

Yams is too

Noya and tanaka are mourning their chances

Then noya slaps asahi on the back and is like “way to go, you snagged a hottie”

And asahi is now a blushing puddle

a far cry from the badass he was seconds ago

when they find out that you’ve been talking for almost nine weeks and made it official already everyone is like ???

How??? Did we??? Miss this??????????

They want all the juicy details but then coach is like “Get back to work >:(“ 

The rest of camp is people teasing asahi about how whipped he is and you being slightly more publicly affectionate 

Although we do keep boundaries in mind my friends

So all in all

Asahi is whipped

Operation gag needed very little outside influence cause you know what you want

Karasuno is a team of bamfs 

You are very happy you made the first move

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🪶 American Foreign Exchange Manager🦅

Karasuno and Shiratorizawa edition

Karasuno x Female manager; Shiratorizawa x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Karasuno

Whoa you picked a good one YN 😅

If you are tough and ready to rumble, you have come to the fight place

The first day at your new school and you are followed by some shady characters 😒

And by "shady" I definitely mean Tanaka a d Noya

Please they can smell a new female student a mile away 😐

But thankfully, you aren't just any female student

Oh no no no

You are the new American Foreign exchange student, YN LN 🤗

So when Noya and Tanaka keep following you, you've about had enough

Thankfully the entire Volleyball squad will get to witness it 😏

"Excuse me why are you two following me? What trying to pray on the new dumb American student huh? You wanna fight well let's go!"- you, throwing uou stuff and the ground and preparing to a brawl

If you wanted to scare Noya and Tanaka off YN, it did not not work 😅

In fact, it does the opposite

They now love you

Daichi is so impressed and Suga is dying of laughter 🤣

Asahi is scared of you now and Hinata thinks you are so cool because your from America!

But it's Kiyoko who asks you to be the teams third manager

You need a club, the crows need a third manager

It's perfection 👌🏻

Plus Kiyoko is mad impressed at your skills to handle the idiots

Practice is now way more entertaining

You threaten to kick their ass everyday if they don't keep in line 💅🏼

Female Daichi 👉🏻 absolutely 💯

But you're real talent comes in handy at tournaments

Because and you guessed it 😏

🎆 Oikawa 🎆

Please if anyone can out him in his place, it's our scrappy foreign beauty YN

So when it comes time for the Seijoh match Oikawa will hone in

"Well hello there, you must be new"- Oikawa, the smug bastard

"Yeah I am"- you, giving nothing 👏🏻

"Whats a beauty like you doing managing a group of crows?"- Oikawa

Ope- 😶 not a good idea

"Are you saying my crows aren't worthy?"- you, now placing your hands on your hip

Please Oikawa is sweating 😓

"Umm no I was just wondering what a foreign beauty like yourself is doing managing Karasuno?"- Oikawa, digging a deeper hole

"Oh so now Karasuno isn't good enough for me? What's your problem dude?"- our queen getting right in Oikawa's face 💅🏼

Please Iwaizumi is just eating this up 😅

"YN chill out-" Daichi, coming to ruin the fun

Tanaka and Noya were so ready to back you up

"He started it!"

Classy YN

Oikawa is pure white now and he just turns to walk away

You glare at him the entire game 😑

Nobody messes with our America queen and her crows

Shiratorizawa

You chose Shiratorizawa based on their schools cheer and cheer alone

Listen I don't make the rules YN

But please, if I had the option to go to SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

I'd take it in a LITERAL HEARTBEAT

Ok you probably are super smart and got in that way 🙄

Bug it's once your in that you kind of become a spectical of sorts

Everyone wants to know about the new foreign exchange student from America

Tendou immediately introduces himself to you

Semi is probably your guide around school because he's responsible 🙄

But like he isn't complaining

A gorgeous American girl 😏 heck yeah!

He will bring you to volleyball practice with the intention of having dinner with you later

It's there that you are introduced to Ushijima

First, Tendou had been asking you to be their manager since he first met you

"TENDOU! LAY OFF OF YN"- Semi

"But Semi Semi"- Tendou 🥺

"Stop with that Semi Semi crap right now"- Semi Semi 😏

When you enter the gym, you are super impressed

It's huge and way different that you are use to in America

Goshiki will spot you and probably instantly fall in love with you ❤️

He thinks your so cute and adorable but little does he know 😏

Because it isn't until you turn around and run smack into the chest kf the giant known as Ushiwaka that the team realizes your fiery spirit

"You should watch where your going"- Ushijima 😐

Excuse me- 😃

"Well maybe if you weren't such a huge giant and standing right behind me, then I wouldn't have to watch where I'm going?- our queen getting right in Ushi's face

Please the gym falls silent 🤫

Tendou 👉🏻👁⭕️👁

Semi 👉🏻👀😅

Reon 👉🏻😃 oh crap-

Goshiki amd Shirabu 👉🏻😳😲

The fact that you talked back to a literal brick wall YN

That takes alot of guts

"I apologize for my rudeness"- Ushijima

You 👉🏻😐🤨 ok-

"Ushiwaka this is YN. She's our new foreign exchange student"- Semi, still in shock

"It's nice to meet you YN, please forgive me. It's been a long day"- Ushijima 😐

You 👉🏻😁 it's ok I understand!

And just like that, it's over

Everyone is shocked 😲 and like hella impressed

Ushijima and you start talking and become friends

Please everyone is scared of Ushijima and the fact that this American Foreign exchange student stood up to him 👀

Well let's just say, I think Shiratorizawa finally found their perfect manager 🥰

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Moving to a foreign place for university isn't easy. The culture, food, environment, people, almost everything is different from what you're used to and it's quite hard to adapt. That is until you bumped into someone with big sturdy chest and greyish hair.

Bokuto was a year older than you, your senior to be exact. You two met by bumping into each other. You were staring at your timetable trying to figure out where your next class is and Bokuto happen to walk into you while talking to one of his friends. (Yes bump into his chest). That impact caused your timetable to slip from your hand and fly with the wind🍃. Bokuto saw your timetable taking flight and tried to grab it and so did you, this caused both of your hand to collide and you quickly retracted you hand upon contact in fear and embarrassment. On the other hand Bokuto was adamant on getting that timetable of yours to which he did indeed catch it and gave it back to you.

“Sorry about that, are you hurt? Oh my gosh how could I make it up to you? I’m super sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going!” Bokuto rambled on in nervousness and worry.

“I’m okay, I am not hurt…” You replied awaiting for this mysterious person to give you his name so can address him properly.

“OH! Sorry I am Bokuto, Bokuto Koutarou. I am currently in my 2nd year! Nice to meet you!” Bokuto beams in excitement.

“Ah Bokuto, I am Y/N nice to meet you. If you don’t mind can you please help me to get to my next class? It’s my first year here and I’m very lost” you asked politely. To which Bokuto straight away took your arm and held it up to see your timetable that you’re currently holding and leads the way to your next class.

“Ah yes! Professor (name)’s class! I’ll bring you there, lets go c’mon!!” Bokuto enthusiastically says and leads the way.

All this while Bokuto is still holding onto your arm whilst leading the way to your next class. Once you reached the door to your class he finally lets go.

“Here we are! Hope you enjoy Professor (name)’s class. They do a great job of teaching and if you don’t understand you can always come find me for help!” Bokuto beams with that golden smile of his and you can’t help but smile with him.

“Thanks Bokuto, I’ll find you if i have any confusion or enquiries in the future! But for me to do that I do need your phone number..” You said with an embarrassed smile.

“OF COURSE HOW COULD I FORGET” and thus Bokuto gives you his phone number and a friendship between the both of you blossoms.

#help its been sooo long since I’ve written anything #im bad at this help #im sorry for this shitty take on this #I’ve recently too moved to a foreign place for uni #I’ve cried for a whole week cause im so far away from family #sorry sorry this is bad but i really do need a Bokuto to help me too ykyk #but i live in campus and my roommates are all friendly and nice so its okay #im still adjusting ughhhh #anyways #bokuto koutaro #bokuto kōtarō #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #bokuto x reader #drabble(?)

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Finding Love

Bokuto x fem reader

Words: ~ 1,8 k

Warnings: NSFW (dry humping, sex against a wall)

About: A one night stand with Bokuto <3

A/n: I'm craving more one night stands with the haikyuu boys. Suna next. PERIOD.

"Y/n-"

The way he holds you sends shivers down your body. You're seated on his lap, his muscular thighs between yours, his lips delivering the messiest, hottest, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. Both of his large hands rest on your back, pulling you close, so close to him.

One of your hands rests on his shoulder, while the other finds its way into his spikey hair—messing it up as you involuntarily grab the strands tighter when he intensifies his actions.

"Koutaro..." His name still feels foreign on your tongue, a hazy memory from the introductions exchanged during passionate kisses in his car. His low groan assures you that you pronounced it correctly, and you're rewarded with a particularly hard suck against your throat.

He's hard. Unmistakably so. You subtly shift your weight, while your hand glides down his chest, tracing the outline of his well-defined muscles. He's not just tall, he exudes strength and fitness, making you feel incredibly safe and cherished in his embrace.

Your heart races in your chest, probably due to your excitement. Every move he makes steals your breath, his groans intensifying the sensation of his lips marking your skin.

"Y/n?" He pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, a questioning furrow in his brow. He looks so good that it momentarily takes your breath away.

"Yes?" Your reply, and your hand releases his hair, allowing him to adjust his posture and sit back.

"Could we move this to the bedroom?" His question is filled with hesitation, his cheeks tinted with a pink flush while his teeth dig into his lower lip as soon as he finishes speaking.

Both of you know what he just proposed. Your mind races, and his expression shifts as he waits for your response—his gaze now dropping, an endearing shyness in his posture.

"We don't have to if you're not comfortable. I just thought..."

"No! I mean, yes, let's go to the bedroom." You quickly interrupt, eager to ensure that you want it too. You want to continue this, to explore more of him.

His expression changes once more, an enthusiastic grin playing across his features. His hands wander to your ass, and before you can react, he stands up with you still in his arms. Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, his arousal pressing against your barely covered core—restrained only by the thin layers of your panties and his dress pants.

"I want so much more. To see you, to feel you," he murmurs, while he's walking towards what you presume is the bedroom. "Please, I want it- I want you so much," you gasp, trying to grind against him, the friction adding fuel to your arousal.

A hard kick of his leg opens door, and suddenly, you're pressed against the wall. He's towering over you, his lips finding yours in a feverish kiss full of hunger and need. His lips against yours are intoxicating, plump and soft, with a sweetness and passion that convinces you that you're the only focus of his desire right now. Pressed against the wall, you're barely able to think, only able to feel.

"Do you... want to continue like this? Against the wall?" His words reach your ears as barely more than a breath, his kiss taking all your thoughts away. His words and his sheer strength make your body tremble even more with excitement.

"Yes, Koutaro," you breathe out, your voice full with anticipation. Your hands dig under the fabric of his shirt, meeting the warm expanse of his bare back. His muscles are tense and firm, a clear sign of his physical strength- he probably hits the gym regularly.

"Fuck me, Koutaro, please." The plea slips from your lips, the words coming out breathy and needy. His response is immediate, his hips grinding against you, his cock pressing hardly against your cunt.

"Koutaro. Please," you rasp the words against his lips again, feeling him trembling with excitement suddenly. Your hands wander between your bodies, finally, a little clumsily reaching the button of his pants and fumbling for a few seconds before you open it and reach into his boxers. He breaks the kiss when your fingertips brush against his cock, feeling him hard and throbbing against you. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his breath heavy and ragged, while you keep palming him and exploring his body. His cock is thick, so thick that you're not sure if you could wrap your hand fully around him. But what makes you tremble in anticipation is how long it actually is. His cock definitely matches his physical appearance—broad and tall.

"Your hand feels good, so good, so good," he suddenly thrusts his hips against your hand, and you quickly move your other hand to the hem of his boxers to pull them down. His cock finally springs free, pressing up against your body, and you simply reach down to push your panties to the side and line his cock up at your entrance.

"Fuck," he groans against your skin, his hot breath meeting the shell of your ear, and he finally, finally pushes into you, the head of his cock disappearing between your legs and making your eyes roll back.

"Kou, fuck, Kou," you groan, your head falling back against the wall, not caring about the thump and the loud sound of your head crashing against the wall echoing through the room, along with your lewd moan and his grunts.

His hips slowly push forward, his cock deliciously stretching you out while he sinks deeper into your cunt. He easily slides through your wetness, his hands gripping your ass even tighter, leaving fingerprints on your backside for sure, and you clench around him when he's fully inside of you.

Your lips part as you breathe heavily, your muscles tensing at the sudden feeling of being overwhelmed with emotions. His hips suddenly move back and slam forward, his cock barely leaving your pussy, but the sudden thrust makes you gasp for air. "Oh, please-" you whine, not even sure what you're begging for, but he has you, he thrusts his hips again, and again, harder with every thrust, his movements suddenly even more unrestricted. "Tell me when you want me to stop," he whispers against your ear, and you only moan in response before he starts to thrust faster.

"Oh my god, fuck-" curses and prayers leave your lips endlessly, until you only manage to moan his name when he thrusts his cock into you, again and again. Your mind is hazy, your whole body electrified by his touch, your pussy deliciously clenching around him at every particularly sharp thrust.

"Touch yourself," he groans into your ear, your whole body shuddering at his raspy needy voice. You quickly bring one hand to your chest and start palming yourself, squeezing your tit through your shirt with your hand. A gasp leaves your lips, and suddenly Bokuto's face is right in front of you, his lips connecting with yours hungrily, firmly, with an intensity that makes your whole body burn. Your hand wanders further down while you keep on kissing him, your fingers quickly finding your clit and starting to rub against it feverishly.

"You're so hot, so damn hot," his words make you flush even further, and you reciprocate the kiss with more intensity, your fingers digging into the muscles of his shoulders.

"Please, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, Kou," you whine, your hips rutting against him and grinding against his broad body. "Can't stop, baby, feels too good, you feel so good," he sounds almost desperate while he's grinding your body against him, the feeling making you see stars, you're so close, so close-

He presses his face against your neck, the sounds of his grunts and moans muffled against your skin, and when his hands grab your thighs almost painfully hard and he thrusts hard again—that's when you finally feel yourself cum, your muscles contracting and your body arching in his hold, your head falling back and your eyes rolling back in your head. "Kou, fuck-" you moan his name, your voice sounding so lewd that you'd be embarrassed, but your name leaves his lips at the same time, his body tensing and you feel a sudden warmth between your legs, his cum filling you up and making your high even more intense.

Your breath comes out erratically from your lips, your chest heaving heavily while your fingers comb through his hair. Most of his hairspray is already on your hands, the strands turning surprisingly soft, and you slightly tug on them after a while, to make him lift his face.

He quickly raises his head at the feeling, and your breath stops for a second when you see his face. He looks so cheerful and happy, his features even softer than you've ever seen before. He presses a quick peck to your lips, the gesture so soft and surprising that you can only stare at him with your jaw slightly dropped.

He finally stumbles back, his arms shaking, but his grip around your thighs still firm, and only two steps later he simply falls back onto the bed, your body resting on top of him. His cock is still half inside of you, slowly turning from hard to soft, but still so warm and welcome.

His hands find your bare back under your shirt, caressing your skin and drawing you closer. Bokuto exudes a soothing warmth, his body like a heater beneath you, and your fingers roam around his chest and play with the hem of his shirt. You did all this, and yet you're both still almost fully clothed- you can't even imagine how much more intense it would be if you're both naked.

"My friend Akaashi—you've seen him before, remember the guy with glasses? That's my best friend," he suddenly breaks the silence, prompting you to lift your gaze to meet his. His sweet smile causes your lips to curl upwards too. "Yes, I remember him. He was very polite." Bokuto's grin widens, and he nods with enthusiasm. "That's him. Akaashi told me that I'm not cut out for one-night stands. That they are all 'devoid of love'. But I believe that love can also start physically like this, don't you think? Because this did feel like the beginning of love." His sincere tone catches you off-guard, your eyebrows arching in surprise.

"I... yes, I think so too." Your response makes him smile even more- and the butterflies won't stop in your stomach.

"So... do you think we could see each other again?"

You feel his cum trickling between your legs, but both of you only focus on each other, not caring about the slowly growing stains on his dark pants. Your eyes are focused on him, his eyes shining with brightness and hope, his focus entirely on you. A comforting warmth washes over you, and you smile widely when you reply and lean closer to press a kiss to his lips.

"Yes. Yes, I think so."

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x reader #bokuto #bokuto smut #bokuto x reader #I hope you enjoy it! <3 #I'm in such a one night stand fever rn #like with haikyuu characters #BUT! #I've been to a convention last weekend #but I should probably make a separate post about that #I'll make one tomorrow! <3 #sleep well everyone! <3 #veeeeery tired rn T.T #I have to work tomorrow unfortunately T.T #but not too long #I might start writing on Suna's story tomorrow #So that I can post it soon! <3

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Oikawa x Reader: School Festival [a haikyuu one-shot]

Ok y'all, so my friends and I had an all-nighter where we write one-shots. The twist is, we each wrote down on different sticky notes a character, a plotline, and I think the third is a location. We did this a year ago and I forgot all about this, but I recently found it so I'm posting it here lol

I hope you enjoy.

1145 words

Story under the cut.

Being a foreign exchange student, experiencing life in Japan was a bit of a culture shock: different introductions, different eating customs, different school traditions. One school tradition you noted was that Japan had school festival days. For the past week, your class had been working on an idea and building the vision. Today was the final day where the booths would actually be open to people and you were kind of nervous. Why? Who knows. Maybe it was more excitement than nervousness.

Your class finished assembling the booth reasonably quickly, so you figured you’d find your friend Oikawa to see if his booth needed any help. It wasn’t long before you found his booth and he was waving you down. Oikawa was one of the first people to introduce himself to you. Of course, you now realize he was just trying to scope out the new girl considering his… following, but it ended up being a good friendship; mainly consisting of you helping Iwaizumi call him names and him being a weird flirt even though he’s pretty much a dork.

“Hi, Y/n! Couldn’t stay away for long, eh?” he asked, waving.

“No, actually I’m looking for your pretty friend. Hey, Iwa!” you responded jokingly, to which Oikawa feigned a sad pout. “How’s the booth coming along?”

“We're almost done. Just need to put up the last few banners,” Iwaizumi said.

“You may want to be careful, Y/n. As soon as we open, girls will swarm the area. You might get trampled and die,”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you said, rolling your eyes. “What are you guys doing anyway?”

“Kissing booth,” Iwaizumi said boredly as the title banner was hung up. You turned your head to Oikawa,

“What?”

“It’s the perfect concept! There's no girl in the world that wouldn’t want to kiss me! Just think of the revenue,”

“I wouldn’t count on it if it’s gonna be you, Oikawa. How is this even allowed in a school setting?”

“It’s just on the cheek. He does have a big following of girls at this school. It’s not like we can use his brain to help our booth,”

“I guess that makes sense,”

“How mean! Everyone undermines my intelligence,”

“Oh yeah, how did your game go Saturday?”

“It was fine. We won, of course, but it just felt too easy. I need a challenge in my life. You should come to my next game! You can wear one of my jerseys,”

“Hmm, tempting, but I’ll pass. Volleyball isn’t really my thing. Well, if you’re pretty much done, I’m gonna head around to look at the other booths. See ya around!”

“Bye, Y/n~!”

*

Everything looked amazing and you were having a good amount of fun before someone grabbed your shoulders from behind, making you jump. “Ya ho~!”

“Gah! Oikawa you scared me! Why would you do that?” you exclaimed and punched him in the arm.

“Ow! I can take the abuse from Iwa, but from you, it’s just too much,”

“Sorry. I saw opportunity and couldn’t resist,”

“The abuse I endure for you. Do you wanna go do something together?”

“What about your booth?”

“I’m all kissed out and on break. Girls wear a lot of lip product,” he said while rubbing some gloss and balm off his cheek. “But anyways, let’s go get some food or something. I’m so hungry,”

“I saw a teriyaki booth somewhere. Wanna get some of that? You’re paying,”

“Don’t I always?” The two of you walked the booths, trying different foods and desserts. The games were pretty fun too! It was nice playing games that weren’t rigged. You were clowning on Oikawa a bit at how much he sucked at some of the games compared to you, though you're sure he’d thrown some of your matches together. As your escapade continued, you noticed some girls you passed had their hands pressed to their cheeks while pointing and gazing at Oikawa, undoubtedly gushing over how they kissed each other on the cheek.

“I don’t understand how you can manage all the female attention. I’d get too tired of having to interact that much,”

“It does get bothersome sometimes. I used to love it, but now I think I’d prefer to have only one girl's attention, you know?”

“Ah, the development of a teenage male. From boyhood to maturity. All ready to settle down,” suddenly you gasped dramatically, almost making Oikawa drop the snacks he had bought. “A Ferris wheel! How did they get a Ferris wheel here!?”

“Y/n, I don’t think I’d trust that. It looks a little old,”

“Old shmold! Let’s go on!” Without a moment to protest you were dragging Oikawa by the hand to the big ride. “Woah! I can see the field yard from here!”

“Y/n! Please don’t lean out the side like that. You’re gonna fall!”

“Oh, you mean like this?” you asked and leaned out,”

“Y/n!” he said, reaching for you.

“What? Are you scared” you asked, and started rocking the box. He grabbed you and forced you to sit still beside him, like a mother to her rambunctious child.

“You’ve lost your fun privileges. Sit still until the ride is over,” you couldn’t help but laugh at him. You wondered if rides were a fear of his or if it was just Ferris wheels. Either way, it was fun to be out like this. You guys only ever really interacted at school during classes or studying. “Hey, Y/n. I think you should rethink going to my next game. I think I’d play better if you were there,”

“Why would you need to play better? You already win don’t you?” by this time the wheel had stopped and it was time to get off. You left the ride with a ‘thank you’ to the person running it and continued on.

“It’s less about the winning and more about… Y/n, would you just listen for a sec?” he grabbed your hand and pulled you back nearer to him. You blinked twice, looking down at where his hand didn’t leave yours.

“Kawa?” he started running his thumb over your knuckles nervously, his eyebrows knitting together in conflict.

“I want to see you at my games. I don’t care if I win, I just want to see you wearing my jersey number at my games,”

“What do you…” this wasn’t… was it?

“Earlier, I was wondering if you were gonna show up to the kissing booth at some point today. But now I’m realizing I’m glad you didn’t.”

“Wh-why?”

“Because now it feels more genuine,” he looked up at you, into your eyes, it felt invasive, uncomfortable, but not altogether unwelcomed. “Y/n. Can I kiss you?”

“I…” but the decision was clear to you then. “Yes.”

Sure enough, you were at his next game, the number one displayed proudly on your back.

#oikawa x reader #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa tooru #hq oikawa #oikawa fluff #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq #hq x reader #hq fluff #oikawa hq #aoba johsai #volleyball #anime #fanfiction #anime x reader #female reader #x reader #seijoh #seijoh school #aoba josai x reader #aoba josai school #Blue castle school #blue castle x reader

[cyanhydrangea]

Cyan Hydrangea's MASTERLIST

My works are all SFW and all reader insert fics uses female pronouns

TMNT x Reader

Bayverse

Unexpected - All Turtles [Headcanons] | Turtles crush has some unexpected skill despite the nature of her personality

Loneliness - All Turtles [Oneshot] | The turtle boys being your friends when you feel lonely

Reader Listens to a Foreign Song - All Turtles [Short Imagine (crack)]

Reader needs an activity - All Turtles [Dialogues]

Gift - Leonardo [Oneshot (fluff)] | You give leo a gift

Bestie! Leo - Leonardo [Short Imagine (angst)]

Leo Loves to See Your Smiles - Leonardo [Oneshot (angst)]

Raph in Love - Raphael [Short Imagine]

Nerd(s) - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donnie thinks you're always avoiding him because he's a nerd

The Programmer's Help - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donnie helps his fellow scientist Reader with his invention

Binary Code - Donatello [Short Imagine]

Smile - Michelangelo [Headcanons] | Mikey tried to make his crush smile

Jealously - Michelangelo [Oneshot (crack)] | Mikey getting jealous over your obsession with your fav fictional character

Mutant Mayhem

The Anime Kid - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donatello finally finds fellow anime enthusiast in school

ROTTMNT

Raph in Love - Raphael [Short Imagine]

Binary Code - Donatello [Short Imagine]

Smile - Michelangelo [Headcanons] | Mikey tried to make his crush smile

Spy × Family

If Yor Forger is somewhat "normal" - TwiYor [Short Imagine]

Haikyuu!! x Reader

Being the smartest student - Hinata Shoyo [Short Imagine]

Call Me By My First Name - Miya Atsumu [Oneshot] | Miya Atsumu wants the girl he's been chasing after to call him by his first name.

Husband! CEO! Sakusa Kiyoomi - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Short Scenario]

#masterlist #tmnt #bayverse tmnt #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt x reader #tmnt x you #leonardo x reader #raphael x reader #donatello x reader #mikey x reader #michelangelo x reader #tmnt leonardo x reader #tmnt raphael x reader #tmnt donatello x reader #tmnt mikey x reader #tmnt imagine #tmnt headcanons #tmnt bayverse x reader #tmnt mutant mayhem #mutant mayhem #rottmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #spyxfamily #haikyuu #hinata shoyo x reader #miya atsumu x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #Cyan Hydrangea

[cupidlovemail]

( haikyuu ) tsukishima x reader

reader :: gender-neutral, not japanese, has an unspecified native language, newest manager of the karasuno volleyball club

genre :: fluff

word count :: 1.7k

warnings :: none!

characters :: tsukishima kei, kiyoko shimizu, daichi sawamura

details :: tsukishimas love language is NOT words of affirmation, obviously, so he needs to find a different way to get his feelings across to the person he likes

Thump.

Another crumpled ball of paper hit the edge of the garbage can, tumbling out and landing on the floor. The bin had started overflowing nearly half an hour prior and now a small mountain of paper was building up around it. Some were full of writing, some had creases at the edges, and some barely had simple, but imperfect, words at the top. All had been discarded by the man at the desk, his chin resting on his palm and a frown on his face.

Tsukishima's knee bounced anxiously as he tapped his pen against the notepad before him. The clock read 10:48 p.m. and he knew he had things to be doing, most importantly studying for a test he had to write tomorrow. No matter how hard he tried, however, he couldn’t force his mind to focus on the material. The textbooks and lecture notes had been pushed aside in favour of something much more frivolous: trying to draft the perfect note to the newest manager of the Karasuno Volleyball Club.

A foreign exchange student from overseas, they had joined Tsukishima’s class at the beginning of the year. He had originally paid them no mind, they simply sat across the room from him and behaved as any student would. He had no reason to dislike them, they simply existed like most people in his class. They appeared one day at the volleyball club soon after, excitedly following Kiyoko into the gym and interrupting practice. The way they shook hands with Daichi and greeted everyone else with a bright smile on their face caused Tsukishima to roll his eyes, hoping they wouldn’t be another loud addition to the club.

The more they frequented the gym, however, the more Tsukishima felt himself clicking with them. Despite being fluent in Japanese they had a tendency to use words from their native language, teaching him a variety of words in the process. Mostly swear words, especially useful when he wanted to be snarky and a show-off. Before he knew it he had begun keeping a list of words they frequently used so he would always understand them, even when others didn’t. In his time off he would search up new terms to try and catch them off guard with his knowledge, secretly enjoying how their eyes would sparkle when he used a foreign phrase correctly. Even if he got the pronunciation wrong, hearing them correct him and teach him properly was more than enough.

As a way to foster his learning, they insisted, the two had begun sharing music in their respective languages. The first day the new manager had been in charge of the music during warmup they had chosen a piece by a local producer from their hometown. Despite not understanding the words at the time, Tsukishima did enjoy the rhythm and later asked them for the name so he could add it to his own playlist. The short interaction had sparked a back-and-forth of sending each other increasingly obscure music they enjoyed. Little by little his playlist began to fill up with more of their music taste than his own, something he tried his best to ignore. When he thought too long about how much he enjoyed their conversations or focused too hard on how excited they looked when he successfully blocked a spike his ears would grow hot and his head would get foggy.

Tsukishima’s phone screen lit up beside him, shaking him out of his thoughts. It was only a brief moment of calm, however, as the new notification had your name attached.

“Tsuki, check this out!” The text read, a link to a YouTube video attached.

He tried to repress the jolt he felt in his chest as he clicked on the link and turned the volume up for his headphones. Tsukishima reclined in his chair and shut his eyes, trying to fully immerse himself in the song (totally not for your sake, he thought). Although he didn’t understand most of the words it was enjoyable overall and he could confidently say he liked it.

“That’s a good one,” Tsukishima answered as soon as the music faded out. He clicked loop on the video and turned down the volume before searching up the lyrics, scanning over the words to see if he could pick any out. As it played in the background he continued to add to his ever-growing list of words to try and impress you with.

“You say that about all of them!” Was the response from you, a joking vibe to your text. It made him pause, thinking back over every song you had sent him recently. He had liked all of them even if they weren’t what he typically chose to listen to. Was he really just enjoying them because you were the one sending them?

“That’s because they’re all good.” He settled with, trying to chase the thoughts out of his mind.

After some more chatting back and forth, you both said your goodnights and Tsukishima’s phone fell silent once more. The lyrics still pulled up on his computer screen gave him the courage to continue working on the note before him, feeling more confident in expressing what he wanted to say. His spoken words consistently failed him, always coming out bitter despite the intention being pure. Well, mostly pure. He didn't think he would ever be able to totally discard his sarcastic persona, but he also knew you would never want him to do that anyway. Hoping that he would at least appear more genuine in writing, Tsukishima finally signed his name at the bottom of a perfectly constructed piece of paper.

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The sound of volleyballs hitting the floor filled your ears as you sat on a gym bench and yawned. Waking up early to study, attending class all day, and then being the newest manager of a volleyball club was more tiring than you initially expected. You weren’t even the one playing and you felt like you were being stretched thin, you couldn’t imagine actually being on the team. Kiyoko sat next to you, scribbling notes on a clipboard and occasionally adjusting her glasses. She had turned down your help earlier in the evening, insisting that whatever job she was working on was simple enough to perform on her own. As comfortable energy settled between the two of you, now was a perfect time for your eyes to trail over to your favourite member of the Karasuno Volleyball Club. You were unbiased, of course, but everyone has a favourite, right? He was leaning against a wall in the far corner talking to Yamaguchi and attempting to look busy. What you didn't notice was the way he would glance in your direction each time you looked away, not wanting to miss you leaving the gym. It had been a long day, everyone on the team looked exhausted and you could tell that no meaningful progress was being made.

Daichi suddenly clapped his hands together and dismissed everyone, almost as if you had voiced your thoughts out loud. You sprung up from the bench and stretched your arms up over your head, preparing to gather your things and begin heading home. Bidding farewell to Kiyoko and exiting the gym, you stopped at the fountain to fill your water bottle. It wasn’t long until footsteps approached you from behind.

“Hey, Tsuki.” You say, looking at him over your shoulder. “Great practice today. What’s up?”

“Thanks. I have something for you.”

He sounded more blunt than usual. You turned off the fountain and moved to face him, giving him your undivided attention. He averted his gaze, rustling the pages of the notebook he was holding and taking out a piece of neatly folded paper. Unbeknownst to you, he had kept the letter he worked on flat between the pages to make sure it got to you in perfect condition. Although you likely wouldn't notice even if it did have creases or smudges, Tsukishima felt like it would be embarrassing to give you something imperfect. He didn't care though, really. You take it, meeting his eyes with a skeptical look.

“What was so important that you had to write it down? I already have your phone number.” You joke, and he still doesn’t meet your eyes.

“Just open it.”

You gently open the paper, folded once in a perfectly straight line. It was a list of song names, all written in perfectly neat Japanese, numbered one through ten. Each one had a small note beside it talking about the song. I think you’ll like this singer and 1:29 is my favourite and the ending is really good were concise but charming, your smile growing larger and larger as you went down the list. When you got to the end, a message written in your native language was (somewhat sloppily) scrawled at the bottom.

“I really like you, we should hang out more.”

You look up at Tsukishima, joy painted across your face. Your smile was so wide it almost began to hurt. For the first time that night he looked you in the eyes, nearly trembling out of fear that you would think the note was too cheesy. It took all of his energy to appear calm on the outside, trying to relax his posture and maintain a neutral look on his face. You looked at him, then back to the note, then back to him, struggling to find the right words to say.

He cleared his throat, obviously impatient. “So…”

“I’d love to!” You exclaimed, cutting him off and grabbing his right hand with your own two. You shake it up and down, the smile never leaving your face and your eyes scrunched with happiness. “I would love to, Tsuki!"

Your joy was infectious, as soon as you grabbed his hand he felt his mind cloud over and he couldn’t do anything but smile along. The ringing in his ears was louder than ever before and he could feel his face heat up despite trying desperately to maintain his composure. Since the rest of the club already went home, however, he allowed himself to get swept away in your enthusiasm and charm. Only somewhat, of course. Tsukishima was thankful at this moment that he always made it clear he was not a fan of people being in his personal space. Not because he didn’t enjoy your company, but if you came any closer he was worried you would hear how fast his heart was beating.

Thump, thump, thump.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu/reader #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei/reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima/reader #haikyuu fluff #fluff #sfw #my writing

[laceswan]

Fic Recommendations <3

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The Legend of Vox Machina (Critical Role)

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Floriography, Percy de Rolo x fem!OC, fluff- @leopardfang15

In the Glade, Percy de Rolo x gn!reader, fluff- @finn-writes-stuff

Mha

Your Soldier, Knight!Takami Keigo x Princess!reader, Royalty AU, fluff- @livlivlivliv

Crimson and Cloves, Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader, Hanahaki AU, angst- @gcpards

(Untitled drabble), Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader, so much angst, major character death, fluff ending- @alienaiver

Iida Tenya Masterlist, CONTAINS SOME SMUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED- @lovinkiri

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HQ Masterlist- @215-luv

HQ Imagines Masterlist- @arhvste

(Untitled drabble), Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn!reader, fluff- @kentolove

Touch-Averse, Sakusa Kiyoomi x fem!reader, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff ending- @watevermelon

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[eunseoksimp]

Solace ; Lee Sohee

Pairings: Bf!Sohee x Gf!Reader

Genre: angst

Description: the struggles of trying to connect with someone who is deeply guarded and emotionally unavailable.

Warnings: reference to depression, suicidal thoughts, swearing.

solace [noun] : ‘comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness.

a/n: a very depressing true story, except he didn’t stay with me lol (not that he had to.)

.   ݁ ˖ ࣪ . ⋆ * .♡ *:･ﾟ.   ݁ ˖ ࣪ . ⋆ * .♡ *:･ﾟ.   ݁ ˖ ࣪ .

lee sohee doesn’t know why you’re so distant.

ever since he first met you, a forlorn look continually swimming in your irises, he knew it would be hard to get you to open up.

you were almost pitiful, a broken girl, the idea of happiness a foreign feeling, something that had long since ceased to exist in your life.

there was barely anyone around you, your solitude only affirming your sorry state. what did sohee see in you?

love had blinded him of course, ‘i can fix her, ‘it’s probably only because we’re not close, ‘she’ll open up with time.’

words that used to provide him with comfort, with the rope of hope that he would cling onto, using it to anchor him whilst simultaneously moving forward.

it took a long time for you to even speak to him. often he would approach you, wide smile on his face, trying to strike up conversation. and you would just look up at him wide-eyed, slow blinking as if he was speaking a foreign language.

his friends thought he was crazy; why was he so determined to get you to open up to him? to say something?

there was something unspoken between the two of you, that he was sure others wouldn’t be able to get, but he did.

so even though there was no real gain on his part, he would show up everyday, ignoring the looks you would give him.

he would flash you the same wide-toothed grin, sitting a little too close for comfort as he continued to try and probe further and further into your life.

‘what’s your favourite colour?’

‘black.’

‘why do you always have your headphones on?’

‘because.’

‘the weather’s nice today, isn’t it. i heard that by the afternoon it’s going to be really warm.’

‘nice.’

it was always one worded answers with you, short and brief, like you didn’t have the energy to expand further. but despite this, a part of you became accustomed to his presence, constantly following you around, seemingly unfazed by your cold exterior.

‘i feel like he’s around everyday,’ your friend minjeong commented, pointing in the direction of the boy who had just left after spending the last minute explaining his favourite anime to you. haikyuu, your favourite one too.

you shrugged in response, going back to playing with the charm on your bracelet and she raised an eyebrow at you.

‘i’m just surprised you haven’t told him to fuck off yet, that’s all.’

‘he’d probably come around regardless,’ you answered, but that wasn’t the full truth.

in the weeks he had spent hovering around, there was a warm sense of familiarity, a part of your day that you were slowly growing to enjoy. what new thing would he gush about? what part of your appearance would he compliment?

would it be your raven tresses, falling messing around your face? or the new industrial piercing that had occupied the upper part of your ear.

‘your style kind of reminds me of wednesday addams you know, but a little cooler of course,’ referring to your choice of wearing various shades of black.

needless to say, he was starting to grow on you. and that explained why after not seeing him for three days, you were the one seeking him out for the first time since you two had ever met.

he was shocked to see you, shuffling awkwardly on your feet, twirling the ring on your index finger as you mumbled something he couldn’t quite hear, his friends staring in amusement.

‘i said, i thought you died or something. but clearly you’re um - very much alive so..’ unable to bare the embarrassment anymore you turn on your heels but he’s quick to grab you by the elbow.

‘so you missed me?’ there was that smile again, and you sighed, because you knew it was doomed.

perhaps if you had heeded the alarm bells ringing in your head, or pushed him away, chiding him about how ridiculous he was being, maybe things wouldn’t have turned out the way it was now.

sohee, after finally seeing a sliver of hope, that the possibility of you returning his feelings were not as slim, was determined to make you his.

you resisted at first, but clearly not enough. he was too charming, saying all the right words, doing all the right things.

‘you’re going to hurt him,’ the small voice in your head didn’t give up, so you pushed even harder, but he was resistant.

‘i don’t know why you’re fighting it, just let me in,’ he put a hand over where your heart resided, drawing closer and closer. you had lost this battle.

and after three drawn out months, sohee was able to call you his. yet that title seemed to only have meaning ceremoniously.

he wasn’t expecting the relationship to be smooth sailing, that there was clearly something that you were painfully holding on, allowing to reside within you.

but you were his girlfriend, which meant he would always be there for you. he wouldn’t rush you, of course, but he would let you know that you could talk to him about it when you were ready, that he was here to listen to you.

it all seemed in vain. he cared about you, enough to worry about what would make you wake up breaking into cold sweats, or the reason why your eyes were sometimes red and puffy whenever you would meet up.

it was like he was in a relationship with a brick wall. on dates you hardly looked excited, you could go some days without hearing from him and not even bat an eyelid.

but what tipped everything over the edge was the crying. he hated knowing that clearly something was bothering you, eating at you from the inside, and he felt helpless just cradling you in his arms.

what could he do to make it better? what would make his love devoid of such bitter grief?

he figured all he could do was ask, he couldn’t venture into a place he wasn’t given permission to enter.

‘i’m fine just drop it,’ you weren’t even looking at him, picking at some fluff that had fallen on his couch.

sohee sighed, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. it was the same thing each time. watching your tearful figure, desperate to help, but he would be met with the same generic response.

‘you’re clearly not fine if you’re crying.’

you said nothing, fingers still fixated in the same spot, acting as if you couldn’t hear him. the tick of the clock hanging above the television was starting to sound incessant, mirroring the thumping of his heart.

‘please, why won’t you talk to me?’ he tried again, a little more desperate to delve into what was making you so miserable.

‘for fucks sake sohee, leave it alone,’ you snapped, already on your feet, and he didn’t have the strength to stop you. he didn’t want to argue with you anymore, to add on to the insurmountable amount of stress you seemed to be under.

‘i think i should go,’ you swallowed the lump in your throat, gulping once, then twice before taking a shaky breath. you weren’t okay, that much was obvious.

and he hated that. he weakly reached his hand out, a silent plea for you to stay, to free him from his misery. but you didn’t.

you leaned down until you were close enough to his face, kissing every mole that dotted his cheek. and then you left.

he watched you leave, sinking further into the couch, head thrown back as he silently stares at the ceiling, fighting off tears himself.

he just wanted to connect with someone he cared about, to make you feel safe enough to speak to him, to let him know what troubled you.

but you had put up emotional barriers, preventing you from truly opening up. no matter how much he pleaded for access to your heart, expressing his confusion over the reasons for the distance and wariness, you wouldn’t budge.

you spent most of your time living in your own head, like you weren’t even present, and it made him feel like he was on edge. he was barely scratching the surface of your emotional inner life, barely fitting for a significant other.

it was a complex dilemma, one which caused him to lay awake at night, contemplating what was right.

his attempts to reach out to you were always met with resistance. he knew that the distance was unintentional, that whatever had caused you to be this way had completely taken over your being.

but he wondered why it always felt like you were at war, explosive, ruthless, painful. anton had told him many times that it was not his job to get someone to open up, that a big part of relationships was healthy communication.

‘i don’t think you guys are right for each other.’

surely there was a less heartbreaking solution for your problem. something that wouldn’t tear his heart to pieces. he felt a strong desire to keep showing up, even though you never responded in the way he wanted you to.

so he’s rushing over to your house after the second day of no replies from you, ready to repeat the harsh cycle.

knocking once, then twice, he steps back, just wanting to see your face again, to know that you’re alright, to hold you in his arms.

and when the door is finally pulled open, and you poke your head around the corner, his face immediately falls at the state of you.

mascara streamed down your cheeks, the tip of your nose is red, mirroring your bloodshot eyes. he felt his heart shatter, knowing that the girl he loved was suffering so much.

‘now is not a good time,’ you sniffled, half ready to shut him out, like you always did, but his will was stronger as he held the door open, making his way inside.

‘sohee i’m serious, i’m not in the mood.’

he ignored you, waiting till he was in your living room, nostrils flaring, heart racing as he turned to you.

‘why? why do you do this to yourself, to me?’ he’s on the verge of breaking down. he just couldn’t understand why you couldn’t just let him in, practically begging for your emotional intimacy.

‘i don’t know what you’re talking about,’ you’re avoiding his eyes again, and frustration builds up inside of him.

‘are you always like this? do you keep your thoughts and feelings locked away from everyone or is it just me?’ he’s confused over your wall building tendencies. was it something to do with him? was it something he could fix?’

‘well excuse me for not wanting to come to you everytime i’m feeling sad. what would be the point of that?’ you’re combative, defensive, even though you knew that it was a character flaw of yours.

your life had progressed without having anyone reliable to depend on, not until you met minjeong, your one and only friend. human beings were evil, preying on your insecurities and vulnerabilities, and you learnt over time that some things had to be dealt with alone.

how could somebody care for you when you couldn’t even care for yourself.

it wasn’t the healthiest thing to do, you knew that. but it got you through life and it was something you felt would stick with you throughout it all.

you knew if you told sohee how you really felt, about the dark thoughts that plagued your mind, then he might be able to offer some relief. but maybe that was the part that scared you, letting go of the rapport that you had built with your depression, that had slowly morphed into a part of your identity.

you didn’t know how to let it go, and maybe you didn’t want to.

‘but you’re supposed to come to me when you’re sad, when you feel like you’re upset and just want to break down. you’re supposed to talk about your feelings, not bottle them up.’

‘ what are you, my therapist?’

‘no i’m you’re fucking boyfriend. seriously what’s my purpose in this relationship if my own girlfriend can’t even talk to me,’ he bites his lip, suppressing his tears because it’s not about him right now.

‘then maybe we shouldn’t have one. this relationship, maybe it was over before it started. i’m sorry,’ you still refuse to look at him, already ready to walk away and it pains him.

‘you’re doing it again. refusing to talk about the issue and distancing from me. please, i just need you to speak to me,’ his legs give in, hunched over on the cold floor, water splashing onto the ground, quiet sobs leaving his lips.

‘so what do you want? for me to tell you how much i think of dying? how ready i am to embrace it with open arms? about how much displeasure i feel when i just open my fucking eyes every morning? or how about the fact that despite all of that, i’m too fucking scared to do it. because what if it fails? then i’m stuck in this shitty life. every day is about enduring, just getting through another shitty day for another shitty life, without purpose, without meaning, without passion. sohee i’m so fucking tired of it all-‘

you're in his arms before you can even finish your sentence, his shoulders still rising and falling, possibly more sorrowful than you as he clings onto you, weeping as he pulls you in closer, until you are practically one body.

but it’s not like you’re doing any better. you weren’t even aware it was possible to spill any more tears, giving you had exhausted your water reserve just minutes before he arrived. but here you were, shedding tears again. only this time, it was his arms you were wrapped in.

you never truly got it, what made sohee so patient, so fixated on knowing more about you. there were no ulterior motives behind his actions, just a genuine desire to be closer to you.

it was a hard pill to swallow, that maybe out of the tens of people that had caused you to become this way, that one boy was willing to tear it all down. he was determined to tear down your whole belief system, to challenge your way of thinking, hurting himself in the process.

but why?

as if he could hear you, he lifts his head, fingers delicately moving strands of hair out of your eyes and tucking them behind your ear, hand still cupping your face.

‘i don’t want to be in your way you know. i never want to hurt you, i just want to be the shoulder you cry on. i want you to let me know, whether things are good or bad. i want to be in your world, even if it means dealing with your fears and anxieties,’ it was a heartfelt plea to his lover, to let him be the one she found solace in.

you were not okay, truthfully, and you both knew it. it wasn’t something that would magically heal itself, but to sohee you were worth it all. he didn’t care what he had to go through, as long as he could draw you near.

he knew you were scared, because he was too. but he wanted to face love together, because he only wanted to feel it with you.

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Wolves At The Door; Part Eight

Fandom: Resident Evil [Village]

Pairing: Eventual Karl Heisenberg/AFAB!Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

Summary: You both skied in silence for a long while, Karl absently watching your hips move back and forth beneath your snowsuit. Due to the stark uniformity of the surrounding area there wasn't much else to look at anyways, so he didn't feel particularly bad for doing so. 

A/N: Welcome all, welcome to our eighth installment! There will be no update on the 15th, so our next installment will come on the 22nd. Thank you for reading 💚Enjoy!

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x. Prelude

1. Indebted

2. Blood On Your Hands

3. Brush With Death

4. Come To Bed

5. Smells Like Snow

6. Hot Iron

7. Turnover

[!TRIGGER WARNING!: This installment contains mentions of blood, canon-typical violence, sexual acts between two consenting adults and graphic depictions of mental and physical duress. Stay safe!]

Tucking into his sleeping bag that night, this time on a wooden lean-to thatched with old pine boughs, his stomach full of a delicious meal, Karl knew he ought to be content.

Hell, he ought to be worn out from a day of socializing. 

But all he could focus on was your back. You had spread out your sleeping roll next to his once you returned from the bathhouse, wished him goodnight sleepily and then immediately nodded off. You were on the outside instead of him, which Karl wasn't enormously fond of, but he understood that you were just too exhausted to climb over him.

Your back was tantalizingly close. It was the only part of you not wholly engulfed by your sleeping bag. He already knew what the weave of your thermal shirt felt like, after last night-

Karl forced himself to roll onto his back, tearing his eyes away from you. Thinking about it too much felt…wrong, somehow, like he was about to get his wrist slapped. Or broken. The merciful Mother Miranda hadn't exactly spared the rod when it came to him. 

The man forced a quiet breath out through his nose, his fingers absently mapping the length of the scar on his lower lip. 

It was still immensely foreign for him to want something and not instantly indulge himself in it. Really, it was going against the nature of the beast! Karl felt a little fake over the whole thing, like he was expected to just…devour you. Swallow you whole and leave nothing but the bones. This slow approach…

Was there anything in life actually worth waiting for? Gods, it had always been such a mad dash ever since he had decided he wanted to kill Miranda. Karl hadn't thought about waiting for anything else in years upon years, his single-minded ambition serving him well in that pursuit. 

Karl glanced over at you again before he could stop himself. 

Yes. Was it being greedy if you wanted it too?

He barely refrained from groaning, the man jamming his knuckles against his eyes in frustration. Sleep didn't come easily for him that night.

So he was a little disgruntled when he was awoken again, well before dawn if the sky was anything to go by. However, his malcontent rapidly vanished as he heard you drowsily ask, "can I put your dick in my mouth?"

Heisenberg didn't even think about his reply, much to his dismay. The word rushed out of his mouth before he could register it. "Absolutely." He grunted, your hand immediately moving to rest on the plane of his hip. "Aren't you tired though?"

"A little," you admitted, yawning, "but I want to do this."

"Listen, I…last night was kind of a fluke for me." Karl warned you gruffly, his words slow to come. It hadn't even been a fluke, it had been an outright baffling turn of events for him to only come once. In the past, it had always taken him a short eternity, at least three orgasms before he was satisfied. Something about last night, something about you had to have been different. Maybe it was the fact that it had been so long for him. "If you start this, it's probably not going to be over for…well, a while. So you don't have t-"

"Shh." You mumbled, unzipping his pants. "I don't care. I'm not doing this to get it out of the way, Karl."

His misgivings quickly faded when you ran your tongue over the side of his dick, Karl hissing out a breath and groaning. You looked incredible with his dick in your mouth. Your eyes were heated and drowsy, your hair still a mess from sleep, slightly-chilled fingers wrapped around the base of his cock so you could engulf him in your mouth…incredible, he could at least admit to himself. Even if he didn't deserve it.

And he certainly didn't. 

"Get up here." He managed to say, patting his chest. 

You pulled your mouth away, squinting up at him. "Where?" You asked, your spit-slick palm still working his cock. 

Karl gritted his teeth; he had forgotten you couldn't really see in the dark. "Uh. On my face." He finally clarified awkwardly. "I want you to sit on my face, sugar." 

"Oh." You breathed. Something in your tone made Karl's dick twitch, which was very new. He'd never had anything like that happen.

Fuck, what the hell was the matter with him? One person showed a little interest and all of a sudden his body was screaming for them? It felt pitiful, but maybe it made sense. No one had ever wanted him before, they had always wanted what he could offer them. Karl hadn't exactly had his pick of bedfellows either, the man not overeager to lose his dick to one thing or another. 

Maybe this was normal.

However, he didn't really feel like dedicating any more thought to that particular issue, choosing instead to focus on you gingerly straddling his head. 

…

Morning found you wrapped around a slumbering Karl, the insides of your thighs still pleasantly sensitive from the rub of his facial hair. You groaned, stretching and then settling back into his arms for another minute or two. 

Your mind drifted back to you waking up in the middle of the night, the sudden impulse to offer a sexual favor, acting on said impulse and how gratifying Karl's response had been. Hell, he hadn't so much as taken a beat before he answered. Your jaw was a little stiff this morning, but to be fair, he had warned you and apologized for how long the act might take. He had also gotten you off as well, which was unexpected but appreciated.

In the cold daylight you grimaced at yourself, thinking everything over. It might not be…so bad, having someone around that, even while being emotionally unavailable, was physically attracted to you. The attention was nice. The way he looked at you was nice. You could live with an arrangement like this. The two of you cohabitating, occasionally sleeping together, but without the mess of a relationship. 

It felt smart. Logical. A mutually-beneficial endeavor.

You nodded, your mind made up, and with that settled you moved to retrieve your discarded leggings from the base of your sleeping bag. The town campground had the rare luxury of bathrooms with running water and you intended to take full advantage of them once more. Any time you could bathe without having to lug or heat the water yourself was prized.

Upon your return from getting washed up for the day, Karl was just struggling out of the tangled mess of his sleeping bag. You took in the way he looked for a moment, catching yourself smiling at his disheveled appearance before he looked up with a scowl.

Seems like you may have tamed me.

"Thought you got eaten." He said unconvincingly, yawning midway through his sentence.

"Well, you certainly made a valiant attempt at doing so last night." You shot back, snickering at his momentary confusion. Whatever his hangup had been, it seemed that the casual nature of your most recent offer had been enough to dispel it. Heisenberg actually laughed once he realized what you were getting at, the sound refreshing in its honesty. 

"You know how I am, always ravenous." He teased with a wink, beginning to messily roll up his bedding. "At least you let me sleep for a few hours-"

"'Let' you, oh my God you're so dramatic."

Continuing to banter back and forth, the two of you broke down camp for the morning and got everything packed back up. As usual, you were returning to Emil's to pick up the supplies that you had secured the previous day, and from there it was back on the trail. 

Karl seemed to be in high spirits this morning, the man carrying on a lively, one-sided conversation with a glowering Emil while he effortlessly loaded the sled with bags of flour and sugar. Emil had always helped you in the past, so it was a bit humorous to see how put-out the elderly man was over Karl's assistance. 

"Take care of yourself, little one." Emil said before you departed, his brows furrowed in a serious expression. "We don't know what happened regarding the military presence at the reservoir and…" he paused, aiming a glare at the oblivious Karl. "Well, we don't know what we don't know, I suppose." He finished grudgingly.

"Thanks for looking out for me." You grinned, making Emil reluctantly smile back. "I can handle myself, but I appreciate the concern."

Emil caught your arm as you turned to leave. "I…I am unsure of the validity of Marku's reports. Promise me you will be safe." He murmured. You nodded. His shoulders sagged, the elderly man clearly relieved. "Thank you for humoring me, little one."

…

"What's he to you, some kind of uncle?" Heisenberg finally asked after the two of you had crossed the town line (indicated by a metal sign so worn it was essentially illegible). "Seemed a little more concerned than the average butcher or baker."

You sighed, glancing over at him. "Emil worked with my relatives for a long time, like I said. He's basically watched me grow up, coming here every fall for years and years with my family."

Karl 'hmm'ed, still annoyed with how Emil had sullenly watched him, but at least now he understood why. "Guess I'll have to let it slide, then." He joked lightly. "The disrespect."

He didn't expect you to laugh. "Don't feel special, he's like that with everyone new. Just stick around and he'll warm up to you."

Stick around. Karl wasn't sure what to make of that. He busied himself adjusting the load on the sled, double-checking the straps wrapped around the bags of flour and brown sugar. 

Did you…want him to stick around? Did you want him to stay in your cabin even longer? 

Indebted.

Karl tossed his head, jamming his hat back down as the wind whipped through the trees. "I assume you know the way?" He called over the wind, smirking when you gestured downward with a deadpan expression at the rutted, snow-covered track. The runner marks from the sled were still visible as well, indicating where the two of you had passed by yesterday.

You both skied in silence for a long while, Karl absently watching your hips move back and forth beneath your snowsuit. Due to the stark uniformity of the surrounding area there wasn't much else to look at anyways, so he didn't feel particularly bad for doing so. 

Casual, maybe that's what you were interested in? A casual relationship, some sort of mutually beneficial arrangement. You didn't seem to feel strongly one way or another, always keeping your cards close to your chest. It was probably simpler to keep things casual anyway. 

You had mentioned Emil and Marku saying something about 'a military presence at the reservoir'. He could only assume it was Moreau's reservoir, especially after that hunched old shepherd had asked if he had any relation to the Heisenberg factory. 

You look familiar. 

Had the older generation in that town met his relatives? His father, maybe? A shudder ran down his spine at the thought. Unless his former family had been better at hiding their urges than he was, he doubted they had left a good impression. He had gotten his legendary temper somewhere, after all.

That particular train of thought steamed onward, souring Karl's mood into a black chasm of bitter half-memories. Family was such a loaded topic, but it really always had been. After his father had passed on (too bad, so sad), family was confusing at best and downright terrible at worst. He didn't have anyone. He never had, and if he'd had his way it would have stayed as such. The bastardization of siblings, of mother, would always make him writhe. Even at a young age, he knew better than to trust what that cult leader wanted to fill his mind with.

They were a means to an end, they always had been. Miranda prettying it up with family was just another tactic to keep them loyal, devoted, good little sheep in her flock. 

"You okay?" Karl started at the sound of your voice beside him, the man quickly turning. You had paused for a drink, your water bottle in hand while you raised an eyebrow at him.

Damn, he was parched. "Lost in thought." Heisenberg muttered. 

"Want to talk about-"

"No." He snapped, then cringed at the way your face briefly showed your hurt before you could hide it. "I uh, no. Sorry. This stuff is better off in my head." 

"Don't think too hard, okay? I can see the steam coming out of your ears." You retorted snidely. 

Karl gave you a hollow grin, taking a healthy sip from his own bottle. "What can I say? I'm a machine of industry."

…

You may as well have been alone for all that your companion offered to the trek in terms of conversation. He trundled along behind you silently, the sled rails crunching through the icy top of the snow under their heavy burden. Nearly two hundred pounds of flour and sugar, never mind the other, less bulky items you had picked up. Your own backpack was carefully loaded to the brim, full of small essentials that would make your winter bearable. It was always important to find ways to stave off the boredom during the cold months, where it seemed like the entire world was hibernating except for you. 

The two of you walked well into the afternoon to reach the lean-to, choosing to eat lunch on the road as opposed to stopping. You found that often if you had a fully-loaded pack, stopping and starting back up again was more difficult than just continuing to plod forward. Karl didn't seem to mind one way or another, the man having no issue with keeping the even pace.

Upon reaching the lean-to, you took in the copious tracks through the snow around the area. Wolf prints criss-crossed over yours and Karl's, and at the outskirts of the clearing was the meandering trail of a solitary bear. You whistled at the sight of that, a little concerned. The lean-to was only about three feet off the ground; a normal-sized brown bear would be able to crawl into it on top of you and Karl and you doubted it would be overly thrilled with your company.

"What the hell? That big bitch ought to be in hibernation." Karl grumbled as he came up alongside you, the man placing a boot firmly in the middle of a pawprint. 

"Late bloomer, I guess." You shrugged, sighing. "I usually don't get much sleep on the return trip anyway. Too much food and the smells attract the wildlife." 

"Sugar, I'm here." Karl thumped himself on the chest, making you snort. "If that bear wants to pick a fight, I'll go mano a mano with it. I do not give a shit."

"I mean you're a bit better suited to the challenge than the average person, what with your ability to make metal listen to you." You pointed out. "The rest of us normies would have a real rough time, especially without a gun." Heisenberg's scoff of derision at that was almost deafening, startling another snicker out of you. "Forgive me, Lord Heisenberg." You teased.

"Don't call me that." His tone dropped to a low growl, entirely lacking in humor. You gave him a confused look and he groaned, scrubbing a hand over his face. "Look, I…I just don't want to think about that shit right now," he continued quietly. 

"Okay." Christ, you felt awkward. "Sorry."

"It's fine." Karl glanced around, then set off in a random direction. You watched him go, worried until he bent to scoop up a few twigs from beneath a tree. The relief that washed over you was…odd, so you staunchly ignored it by beginning to mound up the ashes in the fire pit. 

Scraping the char off to the sides, you worked to separate out the half-burned sticks from the rest of the ash so that you could build the fire properly. A few moments of digging around later and you had a decent pile of kindling, using your knife to splinter the burnt branches into a more useful size. The act was meditative, helping you to turn off the part of you that so desperately wanted to think about Karl, about his past, about…

You shook your head, frustrated at yourself. Now wasn't the time for this! You needed to get the fire going before you lost daylight. That was the priority.

Karl dumped an armful of branches onto the ground beside the half barrel, his eyes distant and reply vague when you thanked him. Clearly he too was thinking hard. He began methodically snapping branches in half, breaking them down into a more manageable size while you continued to carefully stack the kindling. When you finally slipped a match in between the twigs and splinters, you were relieved by how quickly the flames caught. Sometimes it was a little touch and go!

"What's on the menu, sugar?" Heisenberg asked, opening the flap of his pack and then looking at you expectantly. 

"Well, we've got the leftovers from last night's dinner." You had packed the two cardboard takeaway containers (with plastic cutlery, what luxuries!) into the outside of your pack to keep them cold, so you directed him to where they were. "We also have the last of the preserves, at least until we get home, and the bread."

"Save that for the morning, we can make toast." Karl reasoned and you nodded in agreement. 

The two takeout containers were soon splayed open, Heisenberg offering you a bite of his cheese pie in exchange for one of the cabbage rolls you had saved. The two of you took turns warming your ramshackle dinner over the fire, Karl having fashioned a sort of long fork out of a section of metal from the top of the barrel in order to facilitate the process. 

"Granted, I could just stick my hand into the fire, but I don't feel like healing third degree burns tonight." Karl waved his fingers well above the flames in a joking manner.

"Does anything actually hurt you?" You asked curiously, kicking yourself when his expression darkened immediately. 

"Shit hurts me like it hurts everyone else." Heisenberg responded stiffly. "I've still got nerve endings. They're a little fried, but there." 

"Sorry, I'm really putting my foot in my mouth tonight." You tried to apologize but he waved it off.

"You're allowed to be curious, sugar. If I didn't want to answer, I wouldn't." 

"Yeah but I'm not owed information. I'm just nosy, I guess. Don't feel like you have to answer things just because I ask them." At that, you were pleased to see the tension in his shoulders ease somewhat. You wondered if he had felt like he had to answer you, even if it made him uncomfortable. 

"Thanks," was his eventual reply, and the two of you lapsed into a companionable silence while you finished dinner.

…

Heisenberg woke to a fresh dusting of snow on the ground, your face buried in his chest and frost coating his eyebrows. He grumbled, rubbing the heel of his palm back and forth to dislodge the icy remains on his forehead. Drowsy eyes traveled to the two packs that he had hoisted high up into a nearby tree, the man relieved to see them still hanging unscathed. There were also no fresh tracks in the snow that he could see from his reclined position, another good sign.

It had been a quiet night, then. That was a relief. Karl had been concerned about a possible scuffle in the night, either with local wildlife or old friends, but it seemed his fears had been unfounded.

"Time to wake up, sugar." Karl murmured, rubbing your back. "Home tonight, if all goes well."

"Mhm," you hummed, pressing an absent kiss to the underside of his jaw before you rolled upright and stretched. A wide yawn quickly turned into violent shivering and you rushed to wrap yourself up in your sleeping bag. "Shit it's cold, damn." You grumbled, grabbing the ski suit you had tucked into the foot last night and wriggling the legs of it up over your base layer. 

Karl, still a little confused from your kiss, just slid out of the lean-to after donning his boots. He almost welcomed the cold, it was bracing in a way. Grounding. Don't think about it.

"Bread should be in your pack, close to the top." You called when he moved to lower the two hanging bags from their lofty perch. 

"Got it." Karl replied, slinging both packs over his shoulder so they didn't end up in the fresh powder on the ground. After setting the backpacks down in the lean-to, he quickly located the wrapped loaf of bread and handed it off to you, chuckling as you ripped the heel off the loaf and shoved it into your mouth. "Hungry this morning?"

You nodded, struggling to swallow momentarily. "It's tough, I feel like I'm always hungrier after other people's cooking." You admitted. 

"Alright, well, let's get breakfast going before you eat the whole damn loaf." Don't think about it.

But gods, it was difficult. He coaxed the fire back to life and you toasted half the loaf in one go, your eyes so intent on the task it was nearly comical. Then came the last of the preserves you had brought, a little crystalline from being at the bottom of the jar but no less delicious. Karl got a little of the sticky substance in his mustache and you noticed it before he did, the man not realizing until you were wiping it clean with a soft laugh. "You always eat so fast! Nobody's going to take it from you, I promise."

Don't think about it, Karl reminded himself sternly on the trail later that day, finding his eyes wandering to your hips once more. Don't think about it, damn it all. 

Things could be simple. He didn't need to ruin it by thinking about it, like he had done with everything else in his life. He could be happy like this, actually happy. So why the hell did he feel the need to think and subsequently shred his chances of existing peacefully? 

You ruin everything you touch.

Heisenberg set his jaw tight enough to feel the ticking of his muscles. It felt too inevitable, too sinisterly obvious. He was going to do something to ruin this for himself. Maybe he already had set it in motion. He had put his hands on you, had touched you freely, and–

Don't think about it.

What more could he do, though? Without his title, without the want for his title, all he had now was worry, concern, and doubt. His closest friends throughout his life, crowding in once again to drown him with the ceaseless loop of regret. Not remorse, mind, Karl didn't believe remorse was a thing he could feel, but he could understand that he had done monstrous things and justified them in the name of taking down Miranda. Where his 'siblings' had treated their endeavors as the greater good, Heisenberg knew damn well that his goals were nothing so glamorous. 

You ruin everything you touch. 

His vision blurred and Heisenberg chose to stare at the ground for a very, very long time, focusing on his skis retreading the tracks from your own. Behind him the sled full of supplies continued to be pulled along, the runners carving deeper into the snow than either you or Karl's skis. While he was intent on this particular task the man made his most valiant effort yet to entirely turn his brain off and, to his relief, it seemed to work for a little while. No thinking about what he had done, no fear about what he might do. Just one foot in front of the other, over and over again until the two of you reached more familiar woodlands.

Home.

That jolted him out of his thoughtless respite, much to his dismay. It wasn't his home, his home was some mold-ridden hellpit and he knew that. No matter how far he strayed, no matter how much he tried to ignore or forget, that factory was his home. The village was his home, with its sullen gray skies and the taste of rust perpetually in his mouth. 

You skied back to him, a smile on your face. Clearly you had noticed his flagging pace. "Almost home, Karl! Only a little further. You need a break? Snack?"

Home. 

Karl gritted his teeth until they creaked under the pressure, uncertain if the taste of iron was from phantom rust or if he had just cracked a tooth. He forced himself to ease his posture, willed his jaw to loosen, and opened his mouth. "I'd like a snack, yeah. I'm starving." He confessed unexpectedly, the actual response he had intended to give being 'no let's just get this done'.

"You got it!" Slinging your pack around, you dug through until you seized another cardboard takeaway container. "From Rache, Marku's wife. She gave us some donuts. Or, wait no, they're called papanasi I think."

Papanasi. Karl's mind latched onto the familiar word just as hungrily as his hands latched onto the fried good. It returned something to him, in a strange way. A memory, or maybe a dream of a memory: someone handing a small, hungry child a warm treat. 

Was he crying? Heisenberg cringed, trying to turn away so that you wouldn't see him wipe his eyes. He still flinched when you caught his arm but instead of berating him (or whatever the hell else he had been expecting), you simply used the end of your scarf to scrub at his cheek. 

"There! You had a little smudge." You smiled at him and Karl managed to muster up a watery twitch of his lips in return, the man rushing to cram the rest of the treat into his mouth to save him from engaging in some form of conversation.

Home. 

Part Nine

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Being Asahi’s Crush Part Three: Commencing Phase Two

Description: You make the first move, part three of four. Part one is here! Part two is here!

Characters: Karasuno vbc, you, oikawa, seijoh’s vbc

Warnings: oikawa, you’re injured from the incident in part two

word count: 1.6k

As previously said, there are three phases to suga’s plan

And you were in the thick of phase one: spend more time together

You were now a manager and with your wrist still in a brace, you needed help with some things

Help Suga and daichi were more than happy to volunteer asahi for

Every time Tanaka or Noya wanted to help, Daichi or Suga would always needs them

Convenient, I know

But getting asahi to confess to the girl that makes him beet red whenever they lock eyes is looking impossible

So they talk to you

Or 

Kiyoko tried to get intel

Now suga and kiyoko never verbalized this agreement 

But it was there

It was so there

You werent really one to talk about your love life, so it was harder to make it seem innocuous 

So this is where some schemes are schumed 

Schemes are schemed 

Schemes occur 

So we begin the sub-operation Operation Make Asahi Jealous

Little known fact about asahi

He gets possessive when he's jealous 

Is this cannon?

It is now lol

I also think that asahi likes to feel needed and then gets protective

Hence my earlier rambling about how he's always the one to help you

So now we move onto the first practice match with you as their manager 

It was with Seijoh 

No one was happy about it

No one 

But they wanted to crush them and brag about their status because they have three incredibly capable and attractive managers and they have zero

Take that fuckers lmao

So you pull up to Seijoh and begin to unload

Asahi is pushed to help you while the others help out Kiyoko and Yachi

Especially because you have the wrist brace on still 

You’re close to being able to keep it off and you are soooooo ready

Tanaka still feels v guilty and therefor is overprotective 

Especially against the butt weasel captain of seijoh’s team

But when Oikawa spots you, the gloves come off

He sees a cute girl and an opportunity to fuck with karasuno and he takes it

Tanaka and Asahi make the mistake of turning their backs for 0.25 seconds and your bad wrist is grabbed by Oikawa

You let out a sharp cry and rip your arm back, cradling your wrist against your chest

It didn’t hurt that bad but they didn’t need to know that

The boys are p i s s e d

Oikawa tries to save his ass by making excuses and desperately looking at his team for help because a murder of crows is going to dismember him

They don’t help

They either ignore him or record it 

Or, in Iwa’s case, gets ready to throw a ball at him

The boys surround you 

Suga is right at your side, checking over your wrist

Daichi and Kageyama are sharpening their proverbial knives as they stalk up to the captain

Noya and tanaka are close behind them, about to go feral

Hinata is distraught as well and he peeks over your shoulder because while he is worried about you, Daichi and Kageyama are scary lol

Asahi is at your other side, hand on your back as he stares down Oikawa

Tsukishima and Yamaguchi want in on the action at least a beat and make up the back of the group, using their height to further strike fear in Oikawa’s heart

Yachi, Kiyoko, Coach, and Takeda were getting the final things off the bus and discussing strategy so they would be no help

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Daichi demanded

Oikawa tried to explain

“Why did you grab our manager like that? Can you not see that she’s hurt?” Noya hisses

You werent gonna lie, it felt kinda nice seeing the fear of god in oikawas eyes

It also felt nice to have asahi’s hand on your back

Did you play up the act a bit?

Maybe

Did it stop the creepy guy from touching you longer than you wanted?

Yeah! 

So no, you don’t feel bad about it at all

It was about to get ugly when the faculty and the rest of Karasuno’s managers come in

“What the hell is going on over here?” Ukai barks, anger geared towards his team

But when he sees Suga checking your wrist and the boys glaring at Oikawa, he seems to get it 

He too is not above threatening children lol

“Touch her again and it’ll be the last thing you do, kid. Now go get warmed up!”

“Yes, coach!” 

Yachi and Kiyoko are also very worried

Yachi asked what happened and is scared shitless when you told her that Oikawa grabbed your injured wrist

Mans didnt even get to ask you a question

He wanted the tea but he became the subject of the newest tea

As my dear friend Lu would say

Get bitched oikawa lmao

Needless to say 

Asahi didn’t let you go anywhere alone

Neither did Suga or Daichi

Or really anyone else

Takeda checked in with you with no one else around and you told him the whole truth

Oikawa grabbed you. It hurt, and you vocalized it, and then the boys put the fear of god into him

Karasuno used fury to fuel their players

Especially your mans

Pretty sure some fingers were sprained or broken

Asahi denies this

He also sits next to you on the bus and apologizes for not paying more attention

You reassure him that it isn’t his fault and rest your head on his shoulder

Asahhi.exe has crashed

Done

You killed him 

Hes dead

Not really lol

But he is shocked and doesnt know how to respond, but he tenses up

“Sorry, asahi. I should have asked first.” You say, smiling and sitting back.

“NO! I mean, no its fine, i dont mind, it feels nice.” He stumbles

“Yay,” you whisper laying your head down again, closing your eyes this time

Daichi looked back and nudged Suga to get him to follow suit

Suga made kissy faces at him 

Daichi gave him a thumbs up

Then he forced suga to sit back down lol

When you got back to the school, it was late

So the game was debriefed

Ukai had something everyone could work on and made it a point to tell everyone they couldn’t put a hit out on Oikawa

“Coach, what’s a hit?”

“Hinata, you dumbass!”

Anyways~

He also tells everyone to go home immediately 

But you have other plans

“Hey, asahi, can i talk to you real fast?” you ask, looking amazing as always as you stepped out of the gym.

He felt his heart rip out of his chest and flop on the floor like a fish out of water

“I-uh, yeah, what’s up?”

“Well it’s kinda personal. Can you walk me home?”

Y/N you knew what you were doing 

He can’t say anything so he nods

You begin the trek, making sure there is a solid distance between you and the school in case suga and daichi any prying eyes or ears are close

You don’t walk in silence, though

You knew asahi and uncomfortable silence made him queasy

Once you felt comfortable enough, you finally decided to speak up

“So, this might be a little forward, but I really like you, Asahi.” You make eye contact with him and watch his face to gauge his reaction

Baby boy is shocked

He turns red

His heart explodes

His mind races

He stops in his tracks

His mouth can’t form words

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same! I could have totally read the situation wrong, but I don’t think I did, so I wanted to shoot my shot.”

You were smiling, but you felt like crying

He looked like he was gonna vomit

You waiting for a good minute for a response 

God you felt stupid

You almost started to keep walking

You were gonna move back home

Or fake your death and become a penguin

Until

“I-I like you too!” 

An even wider smile graced your face, making Asahi’s heart flutter

“Awesome, that’s great!” You exclaim, bouncing up a bit in excitement. “Can I give you a hug?” 

He can only nod before you all but pounce on him

You jump up and wrap your arms around his neck

He catches you by your waist and revels in the feeling of you in his arms

“So, a date?” You ask, still in his arms.

“Y-yeah, a date.”

“Are you busy now?”

“Right now????” He repeats, feeling his soul leave his body

Everything was happening so fast

“Well, only if you want. I just feel weird dumping my feelings in your lap and then just going home.”

He finally sets you on the ground

“I-i don’t know, this is all very very sudden… im sorry.”

His face was still beet red

He felt bad for saying no, but he really wasn’t sure if he could handle all that

“No, don’t apologize! It’s been a long day. I’m really proud of you, you know that?” 

He blushes even harder

“Proud? Proud of me?”

“Yeah! You did really well today.” 

He melts into the floor

He is sure all of this is a dream

This can’t be happening

No way did his crush make the first move

No way did he hug his crush

NO WAY DID HIS CRUSH JUST SAY SHE WAS PROUD OF HIM

God hello? It’s asahi, y/n killed him because she’s too darn amazing for her own good

Asahi.exe has stopped working A G A I N

Seriously, you trying to kill the man????? 

Cause,,,,,

Its working

“Asahi, you okay?” You ask, gently placing your hand on his arm

“Mhm.” 

The rest of the walk is him pinching himself

You ask to kiss his cheek when he drops you off

He nods

You hand him a piece of paper with your phone number and tell him to make sure he gets home safe

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Summary: As you continue your new journey in Nekoma High the chance to tour around Tokyo appeared; joining three cats (Kenma surprises everyone by willingly joining), and owl and Bokuto.

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First Year: Inarizaki

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The first class passes like normal, leading into the first break, so you stand up to stretch your legs a bit. Kenma, like usual, was looking at his PSP, this time with a more concentrated look as he plays.

“Hi Kenma, want some cookies? I have a lot of them left. What are you playing today?

“Thanks. Mario kart” he shows you the screen “ehh… do you…” he stops as he looks around both of you, finding your classmates looking at the two of you with curious eyes

“Oh, you don’t like being stared at, huh? I’m going to go, sorry” you say knowing that the reason they were looking was most likely because the new foreigner girl was talking to the shy boy like nothing.

“No, no, it’s not your fault…want to play a round?” he asks you looking at his desk

“Sure, I like Mario kart. Let me sit by the wall so there’s less people looking at us” you pass behind him and sit, since there was some space between his desk and the wall. He passes you his PSP as soon as you sat, turning around a little to see you play “I’ve never use this, how do I do stuff?”

“Oh, yeah. With this one you move, this one you use the items, and with that one you use the turbo. The rest is pretty intuitive” he explains as you start the game, him staying quiet

“Yay! Look, I won!”

“Not bad. Do you like other games?” he asks with the biggest smile you have seen from him

“I used to like eh…” you try to answer while the next round starts, but end up staying quiet because you were concentrating too much. He doesn’t say anything about it, so you continue in a comfortable silence. You snap out of it once the game finished, finally looking at him “Sorry, what?”

“It’s okay, I asked what games you like”

“Oh, yeah, I really liked...Animal Crossing, I believe the name was”

“This one?” He asks taking the console and putting the game.

“Yeah! I loved that game”

“You don’t have where to play?”

“Nope, I was thinking on getting one of this tomorrow at Tokyo, but I don’t know anything about them”

“I can help you…If you want, of course” he looks at the floor once again

“Sure, how? You can come with us if you want”

“I don’t like going out that much”

“Oh, I get it, if this wasn’t my first time, I probably wouldn’t go out either. Why does everything has to be pretty here? It’s not fair”

“You sound like a foreigner” Kenma looks at you with a playful smile

“I wonder why, this is only my second year in Japan, and I was busy being a manager on my first one”

“You’re excited then”

“Very”

“Why don’t you come to my house after practice and I tell you everything I know, I can help you find a good price too. We live in front of each other anyway”

“Okay, I’m sure you know more about them than me. Can I see your island?”

“Sure” he passes you his PSP once again, the soft smile appearing.

“Eat something meanwhile, I barely see you eat”

“…Fine” he takes a cookie out, starting eating while you were walking around and he was explaining some things about it. You were having so much fun that you didn’t notice Yamamoto, Yaku and Kuroo outside of the classroom, looking at you with smiles on their faces.

The next classes pass quickly, now you are going to the table to eat lunch with Kenma looking at his game.

“Yn-chan! Hi” Lev calls you excited; Kenma scrunches his face at the scream, so he slightly pushes you so you sit next to the tall boy instead of him.

“Hi Lev, how are you?”

“Good! I’m excited, you’re going to see our team play!”

“I’m excited too. Don’t spoil anything though, let me enjoy the surprise for once”

“Why are you excited anyway? You’re not playing, you barely can receive the ball” adds Yaku

“Don’t say that in front of Yn-chan!! I’m working on it!”

“I’m going to know anyway, you know?”

“I bet even Yn-chan can play better than you, Lev” says Yamamoto sitting with his lunch.

“Do you know how to play chibi-chan?” asks Kuroo

“Yeah, the basics at least, Tsumu wanted to teach me; and if I didn’t say yes, he would have whine until I did it”

“Wait, Miya Atsumu taught you?” you nod while drinking some juice “Damn, then you’re miles better than Lev. Can you join the team instead of being our manager?”

“Nah, I like being on the side, I learned a lot and that helped me to break down the other teams plays”

“So this means we have two brains in the team now? Kenma-san plans strategies and Yn-san can figure out the way the other team play” asks Inuoka

“Sounds like it, but that’s only if chibi-chan joins, she still isn’t our official manager” says Kuroo looking at you

“I thought it was obvious that I wanted, I wouldn’t be here otherwise”

“And with who would you be eating lunch then? You only know Kenma and I, and that’s because we’re neighbors”

“I don’t need to hang out with someone. I’m not an extrovert, I like being alone”

“Wait, really? It’s so easy to talk to you, it was so hard to make Kenma talk to us” adds Yamamoto as you shrug

“How did you become friends with the Miyas and Suna then? You four sound inseparable” asks Yaku

“I think that the only reason they insisted so much was because they thought it would be cool to have a foreign friend. And then we kinda just…clicked”

“And now you can’t escape from them?”

“Pretty much. But I love them a lot, I wouldn’t escape anyway” You continue talking comfortably with the whole team for the rest of the lunch break.

The bell sounds indicating that classes have ended, so you pack your things up and go out with Kenma, arriving at the gym going to change into your gym clothes. When you go out, you started doing the typical manager things, filling bottles, taking things out, etc, when the coach calls you, now with Kuroo, Kenma and Kai by his side.

“Yn-kun, the other team should be arriving really soon. I know that you have done this, so I don’t need to explain anything, right?”

“Nah, I got this. I got some notes from the teams we, I mean, Inarizaki played against, maybe they can help”

“You keep notes of every team?” ask Kuroo

“Not in detail, but the important stuff. I only go in detail when it comes to my team”

“So you have Inarizaki’s info in there too. Interesting, interesting” says Kuroo

“I’m not giving you information on how they play until you actually play with them. Anyways, who are you playing against today?”

“It’s a really good school, one of the best in Tokyo actually…”

“CHIBI-CHAN!!” you hear a scream, making you turn around only to find Bokuto running to you with his arms open.

“BokutoAghh” you were lifted from the ground before you could finish, you grabbing Bokuto’s shoulders to stabilize yourself while laughing.

“Bokuto-san, we talked about this. Don’t squish her too much” Akaashi appears behind him

“I know, I just miss you, chibi-chan” he squishes you into his arms before putting you down

“I missed you too, but you don’t have to twirl around every time you see me”

“Sorry” he pulls you for another hug

“Bokuto-san, let me say hi to the rest”

“Okay, okay. Kuroo! How are you? I heard-” Bokuto moved away to talk with your captain while you go to Akaashi, the girls and the rest of the team before your coach calls you, all of Nekoma waiting alongside.

“Well, I was going to tell you who they were, but it seems that you know them already. Nekoma and Fukurodani have practice matches regularly, alongside other schools, so they all know each other too. I’m going to talk to their coach before starting. Excuse me”

“How do YOU know them?” asks Kuroo

“They went to Inarizaki for a practice match”

“You seem close to Bokuto”

“It’s Bokuto-san, it’s hard to not like him”

“Chibi-chan!” Bokuto passes his arms through your shoulders, back hugging you “We totally should go to Tokyo now. Akaashi, the girls and I can show you around! You guys should come too!”

“I’m actually going tomorrow with my family”

“We can join too!”

“Bokuto-san, we can’t just join a family outing like that”

“Akaashi! Don’t be so pessimistic. We can show them around! Right Chibi-chan?”

“You can join if you want to”

“SEE! Our Chibi-chan is the best” says Bokuto while lifting you one more time “are we all going?”

“We can’t, sorry Yn-chan, Kaori and I already had plans, we reserved and all” Yuki says apologetic

“I’ll go, I need to make sure Yn-chan and her family don’t die” Akaashi jokes

“AKAASHI! I wouldn’t let that happen” he pouts “Anyways, you guys?”

“Why does it feel like you’re the one visiting Tokyo and not Chibi? I’m going, if you want to be there by 8 we need to leave earlier than that. Plus, I need to make sure you actually arrive to the city” Kuroo smirks at you

“What makes you think I need your help?”

“You will get lost without any of us” you knew that he was right, and he clearly knew it too

“I want to go too!” Lev adds

“Can you even wake up that early on a weekend?”

“Kuroo-san! I will be there Yn-chan, I promise” Lev looks to you excited. The rest of the team excuse themselves, since they had stuff to do or just wanted to rest.

“So, Lev, Kuroo-san, Bokuto-san and Akaashi are going?” you ask confused

“I’ll go too” Kenma whispers quietly, he was looking at his phone the whole time, not saying anything

“KENMA?! You…you are offering yourself…to go out? That early?” exclaims Kuroo surprised, everyone on Nekoma, even some of Fukurodani, had shocked faces

“I promised to help her with something” he looks at the floor, in an attempt to hide from the eyes on him

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Ken. You already told me that you don’t like going out” you say to him in a soft, understanding voice, making him look at you with a little smile

“It’s okay, I want to…your face will be funny”

“Oh, so you’re just going to make fun of me. I see how it, sorry for wanting to get to know your country, you ungrateful bastard” you pretend to be offended and making him chuckle, action that makes everyone on Nekoma even more shocked.

“They grow up so fast” Yaku puts a hand on his chest, Kai agreeing silently

“Ok, so 5 of you are going then. Anyways, go stretch, you came here to do a practice match. Go, go, go!”

“You heard our manager, let’s go!” adds Kuroo

Both teams start going to stretch, Kenma asking you to take care of his phone before going. When the coaches are back from their talk, the girls and you had everything ready, just were just waiting for them to start.

“I should have expected that everything will be ready, Yn-chan, you’re already exceeding my expectations” says the coach arriving to the team “You guys already know that this is a strong team. Like always, remember to connect. Yn-chan, do you want to say something?”

“Me? Ehh…the last time I saw them play was at last year nationals. I’m sure Bokuto-san got better at line shots; he was quite inconsistent with them. I haven’t seen you play properly, so I can’t say anything about you”

“Got it Chibi-chan, we can cut his angle shots to see how good he has gotten”

“Sounds good”

“Let’s get together guys!” says Kuroo, the team making a circle putting their arms at the center, looking at Kenma “We are like the blood in our veins, we must flow without stopping. Keep the oxygen moving so that our ‘brain’ can operate at his best!”

“Ooh you have a speech! Cute!”

You knew that Nekoma was known for their defense, but it still surprised you how Yaku was able to dig a powerful serve like nothing, sending it right where Kenma was. Kenma stays there slouching while waiting for the ball, setting it to Kuroo for a quick pass and scoring a point. A few points later you noticed Nekoma’s way of playing, they always find a way to dig the ball, sending it perfectly to where Kenma was; their blocks, while they may look basic, where in really specific places to help Yaku receive.

“So…Kenma doesn’t move that much?” You ask the coach

“No, unless it’s fully necessary to keep the ball in the game. The team always try to send the ball to an ideal spot”

“Their defense it’s amazing, even the ones that they can’t properly dig they are in the right place”

“Have you notice something about Fukurodani, Yn-chan?”

“They seem like usual, Bokuto-san seems to be in a good shape today, he seems a bit anxious though, probably wants to start using line shots” And like he was hearing you, Akaashi sets to Bokuto, who does a really amazing line shot that ends up barely being out and making the coach call for a time out.

“That was so cool” you whisper while waiting for the boys come back. You give them their bottles and some towels before reaching Kenma, giving him his bottle “so you don’t like moving even in games, huh?”

“I don’t have the biggest stamina” he sat on the bench while sipping his water

“Yn-chan tell them what you think” calls you the coach

“Bokuto-san seems to be in a good form today, but he’s a bit anxious, probably wants to do line shots now, I know he’s been practicing them a lot lately and wanted to use them in a proper match. The last one would have been an amazing one if it wasn’t out. Also, he seems to be pointing over Kenma’s head on the blocks”

“I noticed that too, let’s wait for him to get used to point over my head, then Kuroo and I could change places to block him. Also, we can continue to block only his cross shots for now and then we change into blocking his line shots"

“We got plan then, let’s go!”

The match continues, Nekoma being a point ahead at 19 – 18. The guys execute the plan perfectly, blocking Bokuto a few times making the first set go to Nekoma. You went around with their bottles while Kenma sits down one more time in the bench.

“Have you ever thought of putting your hair up when you play? So, you know, more air comes?”

“I don’t like when my field of view is too wide… I mean... don’t like when… when”

“I know what field of view is. Let me throw some air to you” you say fanning him with the notebook

“Thanks”

The second set starts with Kenma serving, his serve is normal but it always goes to a tough spot to cover. Despite being really good at defending, their offense was quite average, not bad but not the best; but they seem very aware of it, because all the strategies are made to use the best of their strength. The second set goes to Fukurodani, ending it with an amazing cross shot by Bokuto.

The third set goes similar to the last one, both teams playing at the best of their abilities. Fukurodani has the set point now, Akaashi gives the ball to Bokuto, who does a cross shot but it’s stopped by Yaku, who digs it a little shorter than usual. Kenma has to move to set it up and gives it to Fukunaga, but Fukurodani's libero digs it again. Suddenly you notice that Bokuto's aura shifted, silently demanding the ball. Akaashi noticed it too, setting for him and making Bokuto do an extremely sharp line shot, marking the win for Fukurodani.

While you go your team, you hear Bokuto talking “OOHH! Akaashi did you see that? Wasn’t that cool?! Chibi-chan!! Did you see that?!” Bokuto looks at you like an excited puppy

“That was soo cool Bokuto-san!”

“I know, but it was pure luck this time!”

“Don’t take it away from you, you still did it” you continue to fan Kenma, who looks just exhausted

“Thanks, chibi-chan!!” he gives you a tight hug

“Aghh Bokuto-san! You’re sweating!”

“Stop trying to steal our manager, you owl! If anything she should be hugging us, we lost” adds Kuroo, pulling you slightly by his side

“Well, I met her first! I deserve the hug!” Bokuto holds into your other hand

“Bokuto-san, your team is waiting for you” you say before the tension rises

“Ah yeah! Talk to you guys later!”

“Well done boys, you did pretty good today; it’s hard to win against Fukurodani, but you did amazing giving them a good fight. I’m surprised by the strategies that came up and how good they worked, which means they will work in future matches too. Yn-chan what did you think of the team?”

“I knew that Nekoma was good at defense, but I honestly never expected to be this good. You guys receive spikes from Bokuto-san that are really hard to receive. Also, it’s amazing to watch you keeping the ball alive no matter what. Although I do think that the offense could be better... It wasn’t weak, please don’t get me wrong but…”

“No, no it’s good to be honest Yn-chan” the coach interrupts your small rant “it’s good that you tell us this, you were the manager of a really strong team. In a way I do agree, while our defense is really good, our offense stays short if we compare it to Fukurodani, for example. It’s not something that we can change from one day to another, however when new bloods come in, changes will too. For now, let’s continue perfecting the plays that we have and make the best out of them”

“Yes sir!”

“And Yn-chan, at first I was hesitant to have a manager because we don’t really need one, but you were able to prove me wrong. You and Kenma can be perfect duo to help us win. So, if you want to be our manager, you’re welcome”

“Of course I want to, it was my intention from the beginning”

“Then I officially welcome to our team chibi-chan, although I already consider you one” Kuroo ruffles your hair

While the teams were stretching, the girls come by your side, talking about everything that you missed since your last meeting. It's was already late when the match ended, so you quickly organized everything to wrap up.

“Bye chibi-chan! See you tomorrow!” Bokuto hugs you one more time

“Bye Bokuto-san, see you tomorrow Akaashi”

And with that Fukurodani enter their bus and leave.

After that Nekoma takes their things leaving the school, not before giving you a warm welcome. Kenma, Kuroo and you start walking together to the nearest station, Kenma on his game while you talk to Kuroo. You arrived at your house at around 7:15 pm, Kuroo leaving right away to help his grandma, leaving Kenma and you behind.

“Do I still go to your house?” you ask

“If you want to…we can still browse stores for the best price” he says when you go to his front door “I have everything on my room”

“Let’s go then…you’re alone?”

“Yes, my parents work until late” you enter his bedroom, which had a bunch of stuff on it.

“Damn, you have so many games, another console, and a computer? How do you have so much money?”

“My parents bought me some stuff, since you know, they aren’t at home that much. I also earn some money doing some videos and uploading them to YouTube…”

“Ahh, I see…wait, how do you put games into the psp?” the question pops up at seeing the whole collection he has. His soft smile appears again while explaining you the basics of the console. You sit near his computer when he browses around the stores looking for the best deal.

“This one is more expensive, but it has more memory which is useful in the long run. I don’t know if your parents will be okay with the money though”

“Let me ask. But even if they think it’s too expensive I can buy it myself, I also have some money. They’re much cheaper than in my country anyway”

“I can put some of the games I have too, so you would save a lot more with that”

“I was already counting on you for setting it up. Ken, you sure want to go? You told me you don’t like people; I don’t want you to be uncomfortable” you ask carefully

“I’ll be fine, I can deal with it once in a while. Thanks for worrying though”

“If you say so” you say. You stayed in silence for a few seconds, but you could feel his eyes on you. You caught him off guard when you turned around, making him look away to hide his face. For some reason neither of you feel uncomfortable, the only thing interrupting your trance was the ring of your phone “...my mom says that it’s fine”

“That’s cool…want to play something before going?”

“I thought you’ll never ask, any idea?”

“Mario kart? I want to beat you” he smiles playfully

“Excuse me? Rude. I don’t know how good you are, but don’t you dare to look down on me” you joke

“I’m not…I just know I’m better”

“Oh, fuck you” you make him chuckle. You stayed there playing for a long time, lots of laughs from both of you until you decided to put your controller down while looking at him, who had a relaxed smile “how much do you play this? It feels like you know every detail in the maps”

“Just admit that I’m better”

“No”

“You are good though. Second is not bad, you will definitely beat Kuroo”

“I’ll take that, I guess” you straighten your legs, staying in silence for a minutes

“This is nice” he says, making you look at him confused at the sudden words, he blushes a little and looks at the floor, almost as if he didn’t mean to say it out loud “Sorry…I didn’t…”

“It is nice” you whisper before looking at your phone to see the time, 9.20 pm “I need to go though”

“Yeah, yeah” he stands up, going to his front door “Tomorrow at 7.00 then?”

“Yeah, that’s what Kuroo said. See you tomorrow, Ken”

“See you tomorrow, Yn”

You cross the street to go to your house, your mom making some snacks when you arrive. “Did you go to…Kenma’s house?”

“Yeah, he helped me find the console that I sent you”

“Kenma is the one with yellow hair, right?” you nod eating some fruit “Ahh, he seemed quiet. You were similar to him before the twins and Suna made you more comfortable talking”

You go to your room and look at your phone while laying down, noticing that you were added into two group chats, one of the Nekoma team, and other with the guys that will go tomorrow.

The messages continue to appear, mostly from Bokuto and Lev about places you should visit.

+++

You woke up early the next morning, but despite being so early, the weather was already hot, so you decided to put some shorts and a t-shirt on. The whole reason to go there so early was to avoid as many people as possible and to come back relatively early.

“Man, it's 7:00 am, how the fuck is so hot already?” You mutter while waiting outside

“Hi chibi-chan, looking good”

“Hi Kuroo” you say noticing his eyes moving up and down “don’t look at me like that”

“Sorry, sorry. You look really pretty today chibi-chan”

“Today?” You joke when you noticed his red ears

“Extra pretty today; sorry, got distracted” adds with a cheeky smile

“I’m regretting letting you go”

“Don’t be like that Chibi-chan, it’s all with good intentions”

“How are the two of you not tired?” You hear from behind Kuroo, Kenma appearing with his eyes barely opened

“It’s called sleeping Kenma, maybe if you didn’t stay up until so late playing games you would know that” Kuroo says making Kenma roll his eyes.

“Did you sleep last night Ken?”

“Yes, I did”

“How much?”

“…2 hours”

“2 hours? When you knew you had to wake up early? No wonder you’re tired”

“I’m not…” he starts, but stops when he finally looks at you, his eyes widening and a hint of blush appearing on his face.

“You’re not what Kenma? Looks like someone got speechless” Kuroo smirks at Kenma’s reaction

“Should I go to put some pants on” you ask to yourself

“You look...Pretty Yn” Kenma says looking away

“Thanks Ken. This is how you compliment people Kuroo”

“I said the same thing!”

“Ok, we can go. Hello guys, thanks for coming with us” Your mom says coming out with your brother

“Hi miss, it’s our pleasure” greets Kuroo before you start walking, Kuroo talking with your mom while Kenma talked with your brother about a new game

“YNNN-CHAN!” you heard a scream that made everyone flinch. You saw a tall, grey hair boy coming towards you running, crushing you into a hug “Yn-chan you look so good! It’s this your family? Hi, Kenma-san, Kuroo-san!”

“Relax kid” says Kuroo, slightly annoyed. Kenma face just scrunches while moving behind you

“Thank you Lev, but you don’t have to scream; and yes, this is my family”

“Hi, I’m Lev, nice to meet you” he greets with his puppy like energy, making your mom laugh a little

“Is it too late to back out?” whispers Kenma next to you

“Yes, I asked you yesterday”

You enter into the fairly empty train, Lev and your brother talking about something while Kenma, Kuroo and you are standing by the door side by side. You arrived at the station and went out, seeing the two owls standing right outside besides the stairs.

“CHIBI-CHAN!” as soon as you step outside of the station Bokuto moves to give you a hug

“Bokuto-san, you saw me yesterday”

“I’m excited to show you around! Hi guys, Hi chibi-chan family! I’m Bokuto!” Bokuto goes to say hi to your family

“Sorry to drag you here Akaashi” you move next to Akaashi

“I offer myself, don’t worry”

“Chibi-chan! You brother is my fan!” Bokuto screams

After all the introductions were done, you’re ready to go out. Your eyes go wide the moment you step outside, amazed since it was your first time seeing it live. Bokuto, Kuroo and Lev drag all of you through the city, making you take photos and selfies with different things; while Akaashi and Kenma make sure that it doesn’t go out of control. At some point you and Kenma entered the store where the console was while the others went to find a place to eat before going back. You had never seen Kenma so comfortable, smiling while he showed you some games.

After lunch you head back to your houses, saying bye to everyone as you and the two cats walk towards your houses

“Thank you for coming with us guys”

“Of course, chibi-chan, it was a fun time. It’s fun to see how a foreigner reacts to something that we’re used to see”

“You have no idea how different it is. It was so pretty” you look at Kenma, who already was looking at you “thanks for going out Ken”

“It was annoying, but it’s okay, it was fun seeing your reactions. I’ll set the console up and give it to you tomorrow”

“Sure”

“By the way, we have practice tomorrow, Saturdays are our day off” adds Kuroo, his eyes lingering to the blonde ones

“The same schedule that I had before, nice. Now go, you guys are probably tired. Ken, try to sleep a little, okay?

“...I’ll try”

“See you tomorrow chibi-chan”

A few hours later, after a nice shower, you sit on the floor putting some things that you bought for your foxes on a package to send to Hyōgo. The last time you were here with them, they couldn’t really go outside and see things that much, so they were just as excited. While doing that a message appears on your phone.

While you don’t remember telling him that you do videos, it somehow doesn't surprise you; after all, the twins and Suna had appeared many times. You continue talking for a while before getting ready to sleep, closing your eyes with a smile on your face.

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[chaoticevilorange]

Haikyuu x reader

You ask if he can help you with your sunblock

When you asked he looked at you like you were speaking on a foreign language, he already had a hard time trying to not ogle you like a creep with those tiny pieces of clothing hugging your body just covering the essential, he nodded unsure when you lied down couldn't help but blush hard, hands shaking while he softly applies the sunblock

Kyotani, Asahi, Ennoshita, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Goshiki, Yamamoto, Koganegawa, Aone

He knows the importance of self-care, he knows you need the sunblock, he would never let something happen to your beautiful body, not now, not ever. He applies the sunblock diligently, he is so focused on the task he didn't noticed he ended up giving you a back massage, you chuckle telling him he's going to spoil you if he keeps pampering like that, doesn't see the problem

Hanamaki, Sugawara, Kageyama, Ushijima, Kenma, Akaashi, Kita, Sakusa

He tries to be cool about it, but you can clearly see his blush creeping all the way up to the tip of his ears, can't help but give a nervous smile when sees you on your belly waiting for him to apply the sunblock, he's so nervous he grips the sunblock with force and ends up staining your hair and part of the straps of the bikini, apologies a lot, he looks so cute you want to tease him

Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Tanaka, Daichi, Hinata, Semi, Lev, Aran, Futakuchi

This guy is a menace, pull the straps of your bikini here and there with a straight face like he's not doing it, teasing you, whispering how perfect you are on your ear, making you squirm under his touch, he playfully kneads the soft flesh of your hips and after a while gives more attention to your waist while mumbling how soft you are, you're nervous looking at the other people like they're going to catch you doing something illegal, he chuckles enjoying how embarrassed you are

Matsukawa, Tsukishima, Satori, Kuroo, Yaku, Bokuto, Suna, Atsumu, Osamu

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[keruimi]

The Person behind My Passion

Pairing: Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Warning: Angst and Comfort

Note: I wrote this while I was watching an amv about him. Titled: [AMV] Tsukishima Kei - Pride. It inspired me to write this for a better imagination. I suggest you watch it. My first Haikyuu oneshot so enjoy!!!

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"I'm quitting"

Those were the words I let out in front of the volleyball team in my second year of high school.

For the reason...

Of not being happy at this place anymore.

"Tsukki! Are you crazy?!" I heard Yamaguchi the moment I stepped out of the gymnasium with my belongings as I didn't bother looking back anymore.

"Tsukki!" I kept hearing him calling for my name until I felt my ears block any sounds from my surroundings.

Until I finally felt the strange throb in my chest.

Right...

I don't love volleyball. Because it's one of the reasons for my  trust issues. The reason why someone lied to me.

But right now... I'm asking why I gave it another chance.

A second chance to dedicate myself to it again.

Volleyball was my hobby before, until it became my passion the moment I proved myself worthy to be a player in the court.

All of it started, because of one lady that caught my interest.

"I want to see you in court. In the volleyball court"

That was her first request from me. The request that made her close to me.

The sport that helped me build my relationship with her.

The game that made me see the happiest moment of her life. The plays that made her my proudest fan.

I felt a tear slide from my cheek.

The game that made her love me deeper, but was never enough to make her stay at all.

Fuck...

I feel like I'm losing myself

~•°•~

"I don't believe that Tsukki would quit like that so easily!" I shouted in frustration towards my fellow members as I held back my tears.

I will make sure he stays.

After all, I believe he started to love volleyball again.

"Yamaguchi"

"Tsukki" I felt myself start as I properly stood up. "He's the type of person to love something the moment he starts to be happy with it"

"I don't dare believe he would leave wholeheartedly"

"Why are you leaving?! I thought you began to love it again?" I managed to catch up to him when he halted from his steps.

I grabbed his uniform and made him turn to look at me but I stopped when I saw how he gazed at me.

It feels so foreign to me.

"What's wrong Tsukki"

"Please tell me"

Silence settled around us as I fisted my hands when those seconds turned minutes.

"Tsukki!"

"I have no reason to stay"

"Because she was the reason I played"

"I will make sure to bring him back"

~•°•~

Why did we end up in this way?

A man who once stood beside her, can just silently linger his gaze on her.

I look away with that thought as I put my headphones on my ears to block the voices of the people around me.

I hate how my heart can't stop aching.

Where did it go wrong?

Where did I go wrong?

I hate when I feel like I am the one who lost everything.

When she was the first one to love me.

"How was it?" She asked me as I lent her my jacket before we started walking back home.

"It was fine" I told her as I heard her hum happily that moved my heart a little.

"I am so happy you got accepted. Rest assured, you would always see me in your games" she declared wholeheartedly as I nod, going along with her words.

Silence surrounds both of us when she notices I kept my mouth shut.

I just stopped walking when I didn't hear her next footsteps. I looked back and saw how she stayed still in her place while looking at the sky above us.

"I love you because you play volleyball..." She whispered before she lowered her head for our eyes to meet each other.

"But I didn't know seeing you play again would be one of the memories I choose to cherish." She chuckled before she went closer until she stopped in front of me.

"You really made me happier, Kei"

The woman who made my heart skip a bit, would be the same person to break me into pieces.

She started everything...

But she was also the same woman who left me with nothing...

I felt someone stood beside me that made me glance at them and saw her.

I didn't bother talking as I stood up to leave.

"I heard you quit"

Those were her first words that made me scoff.

"That's right" I told her as I fix my things as the class reaches its end.

"Why" I didn't fail to notice how her voice turned to whispers that made me scoff.

It is not obvious?

"Why did you leave?"

That I only played volleyball for her.

"Because I chose to"

"Kei" she called out when I answered her as I zipped my bag close.

"You made me hate it" I honestly admit to her as I saw how her eyes widened a little.

"I never wanted to play that sport again until you came into my life. A woman who reminded me how I loved volleyball back then" I looked back at her.

"I hate myself for giving it another chance" I continued as I properly faced her.

"Just because of one woman"

She stayed still facing me as I saw her contemplate whether to say the words she was thinking or stay silent.

"Tell me what you wanted to tell me" I sighed as I let my hands fall to the side.

"Does Kei hate me?"

I looked down on her who chose to not look at me as I felt my chest tightening.

"I hate you so badly"

Because I started to love you truly.

"You love volleyball" I started before I gazed on the window behind her to see how the sun started to set.

"But it was just a club for me" I muttered. "I have no reason to keep going for it"

"I'm sorry"

I heard her but I was so numb that her apology felt so empty.

It felt nothing...

I felt myself leave the room as I let my feet and took me to where it decided to guide me.

And I saw myself staring at the open gym doors of the volleyball court.

Great...

I felt myself getting suffocated when all of the feelings I felt in this gymnasium went back to me.

When can I have peace of mind?

Why is everything blurry in my mind?

These are the times I need to keep my cool.

But I felt my cold barrier broke when Nishinoya was the one who stood in front of me.

He silently stared at me before he sat on the bench near the gymnasium while I stayed still in my spot because I got caught.

I wonder what his next words will be...

"Right now, I'm going to blame your impulsive thoughts when you decide to quit the team" he stated with his arms crossed while I saw him look ahead the moment I turned to face him.

"You get the recognition you wanted. A great player you wanted to be. Why did you quit?" He looked up to me and I felt how serious he is on this entire ordeal I started.

"I can't play like how I used to be" I admitted as I leaned on the wall near me.

"I feel like I can't keep my focus back on the game"

That was the truth. Because volleyball reminded me of her.

Now we broke up, it feels like I will lose my entire focus. Since I dedicated the game to her.

"It will be too much for me"

I don't want to drag the whole team because of my heartbreak.

He kept silent that made me close my eyes to cherish the small sounds of balls hitting the floor and the squeaking of the player's shoes.

The sounds that I got accustomed to.

"Do you love volleyball?"

"I don't know" I answered without a second thought. "But.."

"I did love the moment that everyone cheered for me. It was those moments I thought I would never experience"

"Volleyball..."

Was everything for me, like she was to me.

"I love volleyball because I am good at it. And I found the friends I needed" I heard him that made me open my eyes to gaze at his back.

"If that one reason left, find another reason to stay" he stood up from his seat before looking back at me with a smile.

"After all... You began to love volleyball too"

I let him walk past me as the blank color of my mind finally started to fill with thoughts.

His words made me realize. I found the things I love because of volleyball.

I look at my hands that I used to receive the spike of players.

I somehow need to learn how to play with a heavy heart.

It's been three weeks since I finally decided to approach Takeda-sensei to give back the form he returned to me the moment I declared on leaving.

That moment, it felt like everything went back to their own places.

I was glad that the team welcomed me back without side remarks. The things I would usually do if someone is in my shoes.

But that time, I learned to put my happiness in volleyball.

I went back to my usual routine after getting the hang of the break up.

Everything is going as it should be, until I saw her in the library.

She was laying her head in a table as her close eyes captured my attention.

Somewhere deep within me, I wish everything would go back to the way it was before.

Everything...including our relationship.

I remove my eyes from her as I decide to walk to another aisle until I hear her tiredly call for my name that made me halt from my steps.

I looked back and thought she was just sleep talking but I changed my mind when I saw her sit properly while rubbing her eyes.

"You're finally here"

Her words made my mind blank as I looked at her with no emotions.

Do we still need to talk?

"Can we please talk?"

I felt my heart start to feel heavy again as I frown in annoyance because of these feelings.

I still can't get over her.

"Let me get this straight. I don't want you calling for me anymore. You and I are nothing but strangers"

"I'm sorry" she cut me off that made me prevent myself from frowning harder.

"I know. You already told me that"

"Fear took over me" she muttered as she slowly blinked her tears away. "Because you became someone so great, I feel like I'm not deserving of you"

"I felt like you would get tired of me. I thought I could get used to your dismissive character. But it scared me" she didn't give me a chance to cut her off so I finally chose to stay silent.

"I thought I could careless what you think of me, but I didn't know I cared about your words so deeply" she wiped her tears before looking back at me.

"I was afraid I will become no one the moment you reach something bigger. Our future turned blurry the moment your status to the public changes."

"You change to someone better while I am still the same" she sobbed out.

"Until it felt like I don't belong in your world anymore"

~•°•~

"I hate this"

I suddenly started as I heard Yamaguchi let out a small sigh in confusion as I scoffed.

My mind was jumbled again. Just because I met her.

The world keeps testing my patience.

"She apologized to me. She told me the reasons I decided to not seek anymore" I told him as I decided to be the one to stop walking so I can talk to him properly.

"Right now, is it acceptable to just leave or give another chance that will surely break me"

I saw him lift a small smile to me before shaking his head.

"Y/n..." He called out for his name before sitting down on the sidewalk that was in front of me.

"She was the type of person to be happy at small things. But small things can also hurt her easily"

He looked up to me with a small smile.

"Everyone is deserving of a second chance, Tsukki. It was a chance where you could correct all the wrong things." He stated as he sigh before looking at the moon above us.

"Don't deprive her of it. Since you also didn't give her the assurance she needed." He stated truthfully before standing up to face me.

"You should see the slight changes. Especially when you love a woman whose love language is words of affirmation" he chuckled before patting my shoulder.

"Another chance for both of you"

"For a peaceful life"

Those were the times I was thankful that I have Yamaguchi in my life.

Now, the woman who once broke me, was the one who I also decided to embrace.

The moment feels so right.

That I decided to just forget our past and focus on the new relationship we both have.

The person who proves to me that second chance is not always bad.

Sometimes, it is also given to us to correct the mistakes we both had.

Because of her...

Second chances feel so right...

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