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hihello-pinky · 1 year
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Sight (2)
Suna Rintarou x F! Reader
Sometimes, it takes losing someone to finally see them. He wished he knew this before, but Rintarou had to learn this the hard way. 
WARNINGS: mentions of abortion, mentions of miscarriage (NO SMUT IN THIS PART!)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This is no way represents my views of the original anime/manga characters.
WC: 3.3k Genre: Angst, Romance, Hurt/Comfort Other Tags: Forced Marriage, Developing Relationship, Denial of Feelings, Emotionally Repressed, References to Illness, Angst with a Happy Ending, + more to be added.
I know I mentioned I’m working on having a longer part 2 but I kinda like where this ended. Thank you all for waiting and for the love and support!!!
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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
Looking back to it, everything happened so fast. As soon as your friends forced Suna’s name out of your mouth after they found out you’re pregnant, they pulled all their connections to get the two of you to meet... Only for him to question the fatherhood of your child. That’s when you first met Osamu Miya. You did not know back then that he was Rintarou’s best friend and as devastated as you were, you spilled your problems to him.
That’s how you found yourself next in the most stressful weeks of your life. Mr. and Mrs. Suna telling you that you are to wed their son. Rintarou telling you that you should get an abortion. And several nosy people telling you that you are a whore who got herself pregnant to get into the rich Suna family.
You tried to refuse the marriage, telling the couple (who, unlike their son, were the sweetest people you’ve met) that there’s no need for a marriage, you just need support to raise your child. They of course wouldn’t have it, and you knew it’s partly because they wanted to punish their son. You admittedly entertained the thoughts of getting an abortion but you just couldn’t do it... not after watching your sister struggle with multiple miscarriages in the past. And with the people spreading malicious things about you... you tried to ignore them, until a few days before the marriage where the gossips suddenly stopped.
Marrying Suna Rintarou brought a lot of changes in your life. First of all, you had to forego the post-graduate internship that was offered to you at the end of your senior year. Second, you had to move to a house gifted by his parents, which caused a rift between you and your sisters since you initially promised them that you’d be living with and helping them. And lastly, you had to live with Rintarou, who explicitly lets you know that he blames you for the forced marriage.
Another surge of headache breaks you out of your reverie. You straighten on your seat in the hospital lobby, waiting for the doctor’s secretary to call you. You had dropped off the kids at Sacha’s place right after confirming with the receptionist that there’s an available slot for a check-up. Last night, right after Rin left, you had a terrible headache, much the same as the ones you’ve been having for the past few weeks.
You look at the queuing monitor and notice that there are still a handful of people before your turn. You open your bag to get your Kindle but it grazes the leather bind of your journal. You must have taken it with you when you took your reading device from the bedside drawer. And just as you’re always inclined to do, you flip to the already dog-eared pages and read through your journal entries from years ago. It’s time to relive the memories.
You were in your fourteenth week of pregnancy. The new house’s backyard was as empty as you felt for the last two months of living with your new husband. He would wake up early and arrive home late. Thankfully, you have managed to befriend the housekeepers, Yuto and Jiri. It was one evening, though, that neither of them was home since the former was on leave while the latter was sick.
The clock struck ten and the main door opened, revealing Rintarou who looked visibly unwell. You rushed to him and he tried to swat you away, only for you to feel how his skin was burning. He must have been feeling too sick because after two more attempts, he finally let you help him into his bed.
That night, you nursed him to the best of your abilities, from changing his clothes to wiping his face with cold cloth. You even cooked soup for him, feeding him as his hands were shaking too much. As you were about to leave his room so you could go back to the spare one where you have been staying since you two moved in, his rough voice stopped you. “Stay.”
Your eyes widened, unsure if you heard him right. “Are you...?”
He groaned. “Or call Jiri. I need her.”
“She’s sick,” you replied. “I’ll just stay... if that’s okay with you?”
He was quiet for a while. “Okay.”
That night, you ended up staying with Rintarou, sitting beside his bed and barely getting any sleep. It went on for two more days. When you woke up on the fourth morning, you were surprised to find a blanket on top of you, much less feel the softness of a mattress below you.
You jolted awake and was surprised to see Rintarou sitting up with his back leaning against the bedframe and talking to someone on the phone. “Thanks, Kita. Yes, I’m feeling better. I’ll be back in the office tomorrow.” He must have noticed you staring at him for he turned his head towards you, the look on his face unreadable. “Call me when something urgent comes up. I have to go.” After dropping the call, he moved to stand up.
“Are you okay?” You asked before you could stop yourself.
“Weren’t you eavesdropping?” He shot back. “I’m feeling better. Jiri’s coming in today by the way, no need to make your pathetic attempts of forcing yourself into my business.” Suna didn’t even spare you a glance before he marched off to his bathroom.
Despite the two months of living with him, his actions towards you still managed to hurt. You gulped and moved to stand up from the bed, knowing too well that Suna would want nothing but to see his room void of you once he comes back.
Two days later, you found yourself with a flu. You begged Jiri not to tell Suna or his parents. But alas, you should have known better that while she had become your friend, her loyalty was still with the Suna family.
On the third night of your flu, you heard a knock on your door. It was odd since it was way past Jiri’s and Yuto’s hours of duty. Sighing, you forced yourself from your bed, wrapping the fluffy blanket around your body.
I must be delirious, was your first thought as you saw Suna at the other side of the door.
“Did something happen?” You asked, trying to hold back a cough, hoping he wouldn’t notice.
He looked every bit uncomfortable as he handed you a paper bag. “Here.”
You reluctantly received it and peeked inside. Care package. You looked up at him questioningly. “What’s this for?”
He broke the eye contact and mumbled something.
“Sorry? What did you say?”
He let out an annoyed sigh and forced himself to look at you eye to eye. “Jiri told me you were sick and that you probably got it from me. She scolded me that I shouldn’t have asked you to stay in the same room because it’s risky for pregnant people.” His eyebrows furrowed. “What are you smiling about?”
“Nothing,” you replied but you knew your smile was still on your face. “You didn’t have to go out of the way to give me this, you know.”
“Then what the fuck was I supposed to do? Jiri would have never let me hear the end of it.”
“Hmm... could have just said ‘sorry’, maybe?”
Suna rolled his eyes and opened his hand, palm up. “Forget it, then. Give that back.”
You clutched the care package against your chest. “No way! No taking back, this is mine already!” Before you knew it, a giggle escaped your lips. You immediately froze, realizing it was Suna you were talking to. However, when you dared to look at him, there’s a barely noticeable hint of a smile on his lips, the atmosphere between the two of you warm. “Good night, Y/N.”
It’s only when the sound of his footsteps have receded that you realized what happened: he just called you by your first name.
“Mrs. Y/N Suna?” The secretary’s voice brings you back to the present. “Please enter room 125.”
You gather your things and make your way into your doctor’s office. She greets you with a warm smile. “How are you doing, Y/N?” The doctor asks as soon as you’ve settled down on your seat. “You haven’t visited in a while.” Megumi Hirai is a nice lady who’s in her early forties and you’ve taken a liking to her in the past few years. “I take it you’ve been busy?”
You nod. “It was the kids’ birthday party yesterday. There was a lot of preparation that needed to be done.”
“Oh, that’s nice. How old are they now?”
“Five,” you smile proudly. “I feel like they’re growing up too fast. I want them to stay little for just a little bit longer.”
At that, Dr. Hirai laughs. “Every parent experience that. I see no reason for you to worry though, you’re still young. Isn’t it about time that you and Rintarou try for another child?”
The smile on your lips drops a little. “We’re too busy for that this time, I think.”
Sensing that you want to change the subject, Dr. Hirai moves on to another topic. “How’s work going?”
“Great,” you reply. “A bit stressful, but it’s all good.” Despite the Suna family saying there’s no need for you to work, you still got yourself a job at a local publishing company. You’ve been loyal to it, and now you’re one of the head editors.
You’ve always been passionate about writing and editing; you could say you were depressed when you had to let go of the internship at the global publishing company because of the sudden pregnancy. The memories of you sharing that to Rin and him reluctantly helping you find a job poke at your head.
You will yourself to stay at the present. “I’m still happy with my job.”
“That’s nice to hear.” Dr. Hirai smiles. “What’s your concern, then?”
“I’ve been having these extreme headaches for the past few weeks. Sometimes they last long, sometimes they pass quickly. The other night, I think I passed out.”
The doctor hums. “Any other symptoms?”
“Um, I can’t think of any…”
“Have you noticed any trend on the times when they surge?”
You shake your head no. “Not really. I honestly don’t think it’s serious but they’ve been becoming more frequent lately.”
“Okay.” Dr. Hirai says, pulling out some papers. “I’ll be requesting for you to undergo some tests. Have them done as soon as possible so you can schedule another checkup with me.”
“Thank you, doctor.” You take the request forms.
“You’re welcome,” Dr. Hirai smiles kindly. “And Mrs. Suna?”
“Yes?“
“Don’t downplay the headaches you’re experiencing. You never know if they’re actually underlying symptoms of something serious. Have a nice day.”
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“I’m sorry to be saying this, but you don’t look too well.” Osamu Miya is placing the take-out rice balls you had just bought in the paper bags as he alternately looks between his task at hand and you, who’s sitting at the counter.
You had decided to drop by his restaurant before picking up the kids from Sacha. His statement makes you bite your lip. “Is it that obvious?”
“That you look like you had no sleep and cried your eyes out for hours?” Osamu asks in reply, then takes a deep breath. “Yes.” The gray-haired man shakes his head. “Rin is so fucking stupid. I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize on behalf of him, Osamu,” you say. “He’s your best friend but his actions are all his own choices.”
The twin keeps quiet for a while as he finishes packing your order. In the meantime, you rub your fingers against your temple, symptoms of a headache beginning to manifest again. You close your eyes, hoping it goes away. Once you open them, you see Osamu staring intently at you. “I have a confession to make,” he says.
This piques your interest and you lean a little bit forward. “What is it?”
“It’s all my fault,” Osamu says, gulping. “After that first night we met, I went to Rin’s parents and told them what happened. He initially confided in me that he got someone pregnant and I wasn’t planning on getting involved until I met you. You were nice and kind, I couldn’t let Rintarou to just fuck up your life.
“I thought once he gets married, once he gets to know you... he’d grow and change. But I was wrong.” His eyes are now filled with guilt and apology. “I’m sorry, Y/N. If I had known that Rin wouldn’t change one bit during the past five years – ”
“Stop,” you cut him off, no longer wanting to hear more. “That’s all in the past now.” You contemplate your next words carefully. “Besides, it’s not like Rin was completely horrible to me during the time we’ve been together.”
Osamu’s voice is filled with curiosity. “What do you mean?”
It’s at that exact moment that the door of the restaurant swings opens and someone enters, your heart dropping once you see who it is.
Suna Rintarou. Your husband.
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 Suna hasn’t seen you since the night before and he definitely wasn’t expecting to see you here at Osamu’s restaurant. Once you face him, he immediately notices the redness of your eyes that your makeup wasn’t able to cover. He chooses not to think about the reason behind them.
“Hey, Rin,” his friend waves at him from behind the counter. “Y/N is here.”
He rolls his eyes as he stalks toward the counter. “I’m not blind, ‘Samu.” He takes the stool next to yours and immediately notices you tense. He inwardly sighs, remembering what happened last night. He turns to face you and gets a little surprised when he sees you gathering your purse and the paper bag from the counter.
“I have to go. Bye, Osamu! Thank you for these!” And in a moment, you’re out the door.
As soon as you’re gone, he feels his best friend’s curious eyes on him. “What? Gonna ask me to go run after her?”
Osamu rolls his eyes. “As if you would.”
While his friend is right, the statement still annoys Suna. “Why was she here, anyway?”
“As if you care.”
He tries to mask his annoyance as he clenches his jaw. “You’re, right. I don’t.”
There’s a beat of silence before Osamu speaks again. “Why are you here, Rin?”
Truth be told, Suna’s agenda was to force Osamu to join him on a night of drinking where he may or may not tell him about what happened last night. But seeing you here... and then Osamu’s rather irritating replies... “Forget it, I’m leaving.”
“Did you and Y/N fight?” His friend’s question makes him stiffen.
Suna rolls his eyes. “We often argue. You know that.”
“Yeah,” Osamu replies rather curtly. “But this time, it seems as if you’ve crossed the line.”
To his own surprise, Suna replies with, “Yeah, I think so.”
He doesn’t need to look at his friend’s face to see the surprise on it. “Wow, that’s a lot... coming from you. What happened? Please don’t tell me you hit her.”
He glares at the man. “I’m an asshole but I would never lay a hand on a woman, even if I hate her.”
“Why do you hate her, Rin?” Osamu asks. “What has she ever done to you? You still have your job and inheritance; you can still fuck around... I know she doesn’t demand much from you about the kids. In fact, she got the short end of the stick. Why do you hate Y/N?”
Instead of answering his friend’s questions, Rin adjusts his position on the stool and makes a fist against the counter. “She confessed to me last night.”
“And what did you say?” Osamu’s voice begins to become unreadable.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
Suna shrugs. “We were having an argument so I figured she was just trying to fuck with my head.”
There’s a short silence that follows but it’s long enough to make him feel uncomfortable.
“Are you really that blind?” Suna prefers it if his best friend is shouting at him at the moment. But alas, Osamu sounds so calm and everyone knows that Osamu Miya is ten times scarier when he’s acting calm during moments that would call for him to be mad.
“What do you want to hear as my answer?” Does Osamu want him to admit that all these years, he thought your hurt towards his treatment was solely because you wanted to have a happy little family? That he didn’t think you actually fell for him in those few months that you were in good terms? But, admitting those would mean he needs to tell Osamu about that time, those five months where he opened his heart to you. Those five months that he never dared tell anyone.
“Jesus Fucking Christ, Suna!” Osamu slams a hand against the counter, anger and frustration evident in his voice. “Anyone with an eye can see that Y/N is in love with you! Though it remains a mystery to me how she managed to fall for a dickhead like you, it’s clear that she loves you!”
Other explicit things leave Osamu’s mouth and Suna just stays there and takes them all. Once his friend is only heaving deep breaths, he begins to talk. His turn. “You asked why I hate her. Well, my answer is short.” He mentally sighs and, finally deciding it’s due time for Osamu to know, says the name that haunts him to this day.
Osamu’s eyes widen. “You mean...?”
“Yeah.”
He watches as a conflicted look dawns on his friend’s face. “Do you understand me now?”
“Kind of.” His friend’s gaze hardens a bit. “But you do know you’re being unfair to Y/N, right?”
Suna stands from the seat, retrieving the cigarette box from his pocket. “I know.” As he walks the short distance from Osamu’s restaurant to his car, all Suna can think about is, And I think maybe it’s about time I should apologize to her.
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You’re inside the bedroom, just finishing up changing the sheets. Ever since Jiri left three years ago and you and Rintarou never hired someone new, you’ve been in charge of keeping the house tidy. In reality, you just had changed the sheets a week prior but what happened four nights ago just makes you want to change them, hoping that as they come clean, so does your relationship with Rintarou.
It’s been three days since the fight and oddly enough, Rintarou comes home on time and even doesn’t complain about sharing the bed. He barely acts as if you exist, cementing your belief that confessing to him was a totally wrong move. However, there are times when you feel him staring at you, as if he wants to tell you something...
You shake your head, reminding yourself that there are lots of things to do. First of all, the test results that you got yesterday after having the necessary check-ups from the day before. Second, the papers you have requested after a long call that you had last night.
You’re too engrossed in your thoughts that you fail to notice that Rin has entered your room. He’s wearing his work clothes which always make him look ten times more attractive. You straighten on the bed and try to look at his eyes. To your surprise, he meets your gaze. “We need to talk.” You both say at the same time.
You bite your lower lip, and seeing as he’s not saying anything, you take it as a cue that he’s allowing you to speak first. So, with a deep breath, you say the words you’ve been practicing in the shower this morning. “I want to file for divorce.”
TO BE CONTINUED.
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chiannty · 2 years
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𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐒...
known to be a quiet guy in highschool. Scouted all the way from Aichi, he was basically a stranger to the new environment in Hyogo. Not just the difference in dialect, but also difference in the food, the traditions, the atmosphere and how people acted. Granted, Hyogo is as a rather rural area, and so people here are bound to act different from where he came from.
Different place, meaning different living place. Inarizaki has a dormitory building for students who live far from school. It's a decent place, not too cramped, not too big or fancy. Comfortable place for a student to study, and the walls are actually sound proof, he assumed that it's so that students can focus on studying more. Although there's an announcement speaker in the room, which the volume is often set high enough for him to be startled everytime there was an announcement. He's not one to be easily caught off-guard.
Suna would always said the change is no big deal whenever his parents called. He looked unbothered for most people. Even the teacher that scouted him and introduced him to the school were surprised seeing how collected Suna seems with the whole thing. Of course, those are the thing he wanted them to think.
In reality Suna feels lonely.
He feels like a stranger in a place where he's supposed to be apart of. Everything feels so unfamiliar that it sometimes made him feel distant. He understands that his classmates rarely ingaged in a conversation with him is not because they're ex-communicating him. As far as Suna can tell, they mostly seems to be intimidated by his presence (despite him not doing anything). And he's fine with that. Not to mention that many students in Inarizaki seems to already knew each other from their previous school.
The only thing keeping Suna's lonely feeling from spilling out is volleyball. The reason why he was scouted by a powerhouse from Kansai in the first place. At least at practice, he feels like he can converse better with his teammates and seniors relating to volleyball (yet, he rarely started the talking in the first place, mostly nodding to the advice given to him).
He met some good seniors that helped him improve, even though one of them scared him at times. And of course, he nor the other first years at the time can't forgot about getting to know the (so called) infamous Kita twins. Apparently many people already knew them from elementary with their antics.
He started to open up more with his new circumstances thanks to the volleyball club.
But things still feel rather lonely outside of that.
Then 2nd year came around.
And you came in the picture. You were a first year that applied to be the new manager to the boy's volleyball club. The position at the time was vacant, as the old manager has already graduated and there hasn't been anyone applying for the position for about two year. The others were surprised that a female volunteered to be the manager. Usually female students in Inarizaki refers to do other club activities, or be manager in girl dominant clubs.
You were quiet shy when first meeting the whole volleyball team. But Suna can tell that you're not actually a timid person. Just had a hard time on breaking the ice.
And he was right. The next few days you started to open up and be more comfortable with everyone in the team and the coach. It took you far less time than him to adjust to the new environment. He's quiet impressed himself on how fast you've taken everyone's liking, by your work, personality and (to be fairly honest) your looks. He wouldn't lie, some of the guys in the team probably have a crush on you by now-
"You're staring at her for too long."
Atsumu's voice snapped the brunette out of his thoughts. Suna didn't bother to turn around, knowing that the blond probably already has that annoying grin on his face.
"I was just checking if she's doing her job right,"
Suna answered, trying to not sound defensive.
"Cuz you like heer~"
Atsumu hummed again with a teasing tone.
"Didn't you said you like her too to Samu this morning"
"WAIT- HOW DID YOU-"
"Coach is calling."
Was Atsumu correct? There are a lot of things that the faux blond would said that Suna wanted to contradict. But as much as he hates it, Atsumu is smarter than him when it comes to it. And he's not much of a liar either.
It might just be a small simple highschool crush. Everyone is bound to have at least one at some point. It would be a new feeling for everyone, even himself. It's kind of scary to think about having a "crush" at times.
But to be fair, it's not exactly an unwelcome feeling of giddy-ness. And what's not to like about you?
"Suna-san, your tape is loose,"
Your voice made him stopped in his track, looking at you before looking down at the tape he wrapped on his left middle and pointing finger about half an hour ago. Your words made him examines the tape, and you were right, it is coming loose. Possibly from some of the blocks he performed against Aran in the last training match. Aran's spike was the reason why his fingers are taped in the first place, so it's not surprising.
"Ah yeah, I'll replace it-"
"Allow me to help!"
You said, and despite the sweet cheer in your voice, somehow he can tell that you're not asking.
"No, it's okay I can-"
"Sit here Suna-san!"
You're already pulling a new tape from the medic box and sitting on a bench. It almost feels like you ordered him to let you help. And seeing as there's no place to argue now, he just walk over to sit beside you.
"you really don't need to..."
He said, quietly observing how you take ahold of his hands and taking off the old loose tape from his fingers. God, your hands look so cute against his bigger ones-
"It's fine, it's my job to take care of everyone afterall,"
You said, expertly starting to wrapped the tape around firmly. You've gotten used to doing it, and you're good at it. Probably from how Kita teaches you how to do it every after-practice.
"everyone huh..."
He mumbled, to himself most likely, letting you finish the job.
"Ah by the way, sorry to ask this out of the blue, but I noticed for awhile now that your dialect sounds different from everyone here. Where are you from Suna-san?"
Your question made one of his brow raises. After one year in Hyogo, he though he'd already do the Kansai dialect decently. At least no one ever guessed he's from Kanto. Maybe the fact that he rarely talks also masked that fact. But you actually noticed?
"Yeah, I'm from Aichi... Surprised you haven't heard Atsumu or Kita-san mention about it,"
"I only herd that you were scouted from outside of Hyogo, I didn't know where you're from."
You said with a small chuckle, pulling the tape with more preassure to secure it.
"I'm glad that I'm not the only one from Kanto in the club. I've been wanting to talk to you more about it, but you're pretty hard to approach, Suna-san,"
That kinda caught him off guard.
"You wanted to... Talk to me?"
"Yup!"
Silence.
Only the sound of you finishing up the last wrap of the tape. He doesn't know if you feel it, but he feels the silence is rather awkward on his end.
"There! All done and firmly wrapped."
Your cheer bring his attention back to his hand. His fingers all wrapped back up, firmly and feels more comfortable. But it's not the new tape that caught his attention, it's the way your small fingers linger over his bigger ones. Smooth little fingers running over a Calloused skin surface.
His breath hitched slightly, but it was subtle enough to not catch your attention.
"Um, (y/n)?"
This time, it's his voice that snap you back to reality. Immidiately letting go his hand with a small, fast ramble of excuses,
"S-sorry about that! It was just that uh your hand- and checking your tape!- I uh noticed that your hands are pretty big- no I mean, it's a suiting hand for a blocker- and cuz uhm years of training really made your hand different- in a good way!"
You're not being too subtle. Which initiate a chuckle from him.
"SUNA, COACH CALLED,"
Osamu's booming voice was heard from across the court, making Suna sight shortly.
"Thanks for the new tape, (Y/n),"
He said his gratitude, standing up from his position to walk over at where the coach is standing.
"Yeah! Sure.. But Suna-san-"
He stopped for a bit, feeling like you had more to say.
"Um, if you're free sometimes, would you like to check out a new gelato place with me? After practice?"
Without much though about it, he nodded,
"that sounds good, sure,"
And that simple reply brings more spark in your eyes. You bowed down slightly in somewhat gratitude before letting him go to the couch, and resuming your own job.
"Oh, you seem happy? Something happened with (Y/n)?~"
This time it was Osamu's teasing tone that greeted his ear as he arrived to where he was called.
"None of your business,"
Suna said, yet his voice hold no irritation.
"Wow something actually happened, Lucky Suna~"
Atsumu chimes in, unhelpfully.
Despite what the blond said (which usually would initiate more irritation in Suna's head), true as what Osamu said, there was an oddly placed soft smile on the brunette's face.
Looks like the small crush bloomed to something more.
Maybe 2nd year isn't gonna be so lonely.
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First writing is surprisingly a fluff thing. No beta reading, typos or grammar error all the waaaay
Reshares are very much appreciated!
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🦊Being Inarizaki's Manager 🦊
😍Miss Manager is Adorable 😍
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Inarizaki x Female Manager
Warnings: Swearing, fluff
AN: This is a request from @times-new-roman-in-pastel! This was requested in addition!
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How does one describe Inarizaki 🤔
Hmm words like scary, intimidating and strong come to mind
The essence of a power house
Plus Atsumu 😅
Please I'm barely starting and I can't resist 🤣
Let's be honest, they are blunt, loud, outspoken and super intimidating
Kita says whatever is on his mind, Atsumu and Osamu have no filters
Suna is essentially the Tsukishima of Inarizaki
Omimi is just like Ushijima 😐
There is literally nothing soft about Inarizaki
That is 👀 until they met you 🥰🌈🌸
Being a new student at Inarizaki is hard on its own, but when you are the most adorable, softest human on earth 🥺
Well it's extremely difficult
Their uniforms are dark colors mixed with some white
Nit really your style but thankfully there is some room to accessorize 💅🏼
Some adorable tights with hearts or bows
A colorful hair ribbon 🎀
Maybe a colorful necklace or undershirt 😍
Sorry YN but you stick out like a sore thumb
But hey, sticky out isn't all bad right?
Definitely not 🤩
You get alot of attention for both females and males in your class as well as above and below you
You're a second year- forgot to mention that 🙃
You are dubbed the cutest thing to ever walk the halls of Inarizaki
You are so sweet and kind YN
You help your fellow classmates with homework
You are there when anyone needs a hug
And you are, somehow, the only thing that can prevent the twins from fighting 🤨
I'll repeat it...
YN LN is essentially a miracle worker
One day, your bobbing down the hallway when you see Osamu push Atsumu into the lockers
You 👉🏻😳😱🏃‍♀️
Before Atsumu can turn around and punches Osamu, you are there
Your hand goes to Atsumu's cheek
Atsumu 👉🏻😃🍭 whet-
"Oh my gosh are you ok?? Do you need a bandage? I have all different types right here in my bag! Here have a piece of candy while I look for the bandaids"- you, handing Atsumu a piece of candy while you dig for your most colorful bandaids
Osamu 👉🏻😲
Please Osamu is so jealous
You find a small blue bandaid and place it on Atsumu's cheek
"There! That should make it feel all better! Bye now"- you, skipping away lile a freaking cherub 👼
Thankfully Kita and the gang saw the whole thing
Please Atsumu and Osamu are still frozen 🤚🏻
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"- Aran looking at Kita
"I'm thinking we just found our new manager"- Kita 😀
So that's the origin story of YN's ascent to manager status 🙌🏻
What I say next, I mean
Yn you literally become these boys life blood 🥺
They think you are the most adorable and cutest manager around 😍
Suna calla you "smol sunshine"
Omimi gives you constant headpats
Michinari and Riseki THRIVE off your praise YN 🤗
You are just so bubbly all the time I can't 😭
I like want to squish your cute little cheeks
BTW Atsumu totally does that to you
"Awe YN you are just so adorable"- Atsumu
You 👉🏻🤩🌸🍭🌈
Literally, I'm pretty sure you sprinkle flowers when you enter the gym YN ✋️
You are always doing special things for your boys
Baking cookies 🍪
Making onigiri for Osamu because you know he loves it
Cleaning the volleyballs before Kita can even think about it
"Oh Kita I already polished then for you since I had extra time"- you 🤗
Kitas all like 👇🏻
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You let Suna lay his head on you while you knit or draw
Ginjima needs a hug sometimes and there's our little YN ready and waiting 🫂
Aran is constantly just stressed and you are there with a cup of calming tea 🍵
Seriously YN these boys would fall apart without you
At tournaments, these boys turn from big ole softies to hard asses real quick
Inarizaki👉🏻 😠😤👿
YN 👉🏻 🤸‍♀️💃💐💕🌈🌞
It's quite the sight 😅
Since you have to wear the traditional, white pants, black shirt and maroon jacket, you often wear your hair super cute
Space buns perhaps 🤩
Maybe with some cut clips 🥺
Please I want to be you YN
You made pins to put on your jackets so that you could distinguish yourself from the other managers
Like it would be that hard 😅
However, these boys are so protective of you YN
They think you are fragile and soft and they need to protect that at all costs!
So when you are filling up water bottles-
Water bottles, I might add, that you have decorated with stickers 🤗
Please I'm 33 and put stickers on everything 🤚🏻
When you back up into a yellow broading man
Seriously you have to look up because whoa is he tall 😅
"Oh im so sorry!! I didn't see you there! But I really like your jacket! Yellow is one of my favorite colors"- you, 👐🏻
Side note: Tendou would love you 💞
The tall man just glares at you behind is mask
➖️⬜️➖️
That's my mask glare face 😐
I have little to work with people 👏🏻
Anyways, you are just staring at Sakusa like 😃🥰
And he's just a big ole grump grump
Suddenly the ball of sunshine known as Komori approaches
"I'm sorry about him. He doesn't know how to act around pretty girls. I'm Komori and this is Sakusa"- Komori says, waving at you
"I'm YN!! Inarizaki's Manager 👐🏻"- you, being so cute
"Oh nice! I didn't know Inarizaki had such a cute manager"- Komori, shooting his shot
Honestly, you go king 🤴
"Komori- get away from my YN!"- Atsumu, barreling towards you two
"Our- OUR YN idiot"- Osamu following behind
"Hi guys!! 👋🏻 "- you, completely oblivious and so freaking cute
Suna comes up from the left and puts his arm around you
"Hi suna!"- You giving him a big hug 🫂
Please he's smirking over your shoulder at everyone 😏
"I just met Komori and Sakusa!"- You
"Yeah that's great YN- time to go"- Atsumu glaring 😑
"Whoa man chill"- Komori, hands up 🖐🏻🖐🏻
"Come on YN"- Osamu grabbing your hand
"I'll see you guys later"- you waving 👋🏻
"No you wont"- Suna
"What?"- You
"Oh nothing-" Suna, the smug asshole
Later, after a day of hard games your boys come in 2nd place at Interhigh
You were seriously crying 😢
I mean, I would be too!
YN, our queen, was crying, screaming and hugging all her boys 🥰
At the meeting later that night, you ask the coaches if you can say something
"I- I just wanted to say how proud I am of you guys and to show my appreciation, I made you all foxes with your jersey numbers on them"- you, showing the boys your creation
PLEASE, YN KNITTED THESE BY HAND
Atsumu and Osamu immediately run to you and hug you so tight
Kita, Aran, Omimi and Michinari are all crying 😭
Ginjima is sleeping with his every single night
And Suna 👀
Suna just smiles at his, thinking about how Inarizaki had the best manager in the entire world 🥰
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bokutoskb · 2 years
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does anyone know about a fic where the inarizaki boys turn into babies for a day and you, the manager, have to take care of them?? It is one of the funniest things I’ve read but I cannot find it :,)))))) pls lmk if you guys know what I’m talking abt !!
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satorisoup · 30 days
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PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER .ᐟ
ft. hq boys and their acts of intimacy <3
cw : fluff + sfw. timeskip! setting. mentions of bathing together.
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ᰔ BOKUTO + BUBBLE BATHS
even though he may be a little too burly to fit comfortably with you in the tub, and it takes a couple minutes to get situated without getting squashed, bokuto loves to bathe with you. he enjoys running the warm water, not too hot, not too cold, but just right. he’ll mix in a nice scented soap that makes bubbles rise high in the bathtub, lavender and citrus you can smell in the mist of your bathroom. he’ll hold your hands under the water, and maybe splash you a couple times, but he shows he cares with the delicate touches he leaves on your skin as he washes away the worries of the world with a sponge of suds. he’ll lather your hair in your favorite shampoo, careful to not snag any knots, and rinse the strands with such gentleness you can barely even feel it. and when you’re all done, he’ll wrap you in a warm towel, snug and clean while he kisses your damp cheeks with a huge smile.
ᰔ KITA + FLOWERS
kita vowed that when he started dating you, he would never allow a week to go by without your vase being filled with a new bouquet. he’ll come home to you, new flowers wrapped in the palm of his hands as he kisses you hello. he loves the the way you get excited, eyes twinkling at the delicate petals and floral scent as you thank him over and over. he’ll watch you with a fond smile as you carefully take them in your grasp, setting them into a pretty vase that makes your home light up with color. he won’t let you see the flowers die, always keeping one for himself so he knows when it’s time to replace them. he’ll always tell you the meaning of the bouquet he got, or leave a pretty note tied around the stems. he buys a different type of flower every time, because he knows you’ll enjoy the variety. he adores you just as much as you adore the beautiful flowers.
ᰔ ATSUMU + MASSAGING YOU
atsumu has talented hands from years of playing volleyball, and he puts them to good use when you complain that you’re sore. he’ll knead at the expanse of your skin, smiling to himself as you sigh in content. he’ll rub away the tiredness of your muscles, gentle but calculated touches everywhere you could need. he likes to hold your hands in his, massaging from your fingers all the way up to your arms, and back down to your hands again. he’ll lay your sock-clad feet in his lap, squeezing and rubbing the ache away with his fingers. he’ll sit you on his lap, massaging the discomfort of your cramping shoulders until your melting into his touch. he won’t be rough, making sure his touch is tender and soft while he works the knots out. he kindly kisses your skin when he’s done, and feels that it’s a mission accomplished when you tell him you feel much better.
ᰔ OSAMU + FEEDING YOU
as long as osamu is around, you will always have a full plate. he’s always in the kitchen, a small and sacred book of his ma’s recipes standing proud on an easel. you don’t remember the last time you’ve heard your stomach grumble, because he’s already sliding a bowl your way. he loves how domestic it feels, to use the recipes he once enjoyed as a kid and serve them to you on a silver platter. he likes that you’re his personal taste tester, giving him a thumbs up with full cheeks as you chew. when your sick, he’ll insist on feeding you, hot spoon of soup between his fingers, his hand cusped at the bottom to catch any that falls. he’ll wake you up in the early mornings to tell you the food is ready, and sometimes surprise you with breakfast in bed. he’ll kiss your chubbed cheeks as you munch on one of his special onigiris, and ask you if you want another until your belly is full.
ᰔ AKAASHI + READING TO YOU
akaashi enjoys reading to you every chance he gets. a book held in the palms of his hands, licking his thumb every time he turns the page. he’ll have you curled up to his side, or sat between his legs, as he reads aloud the words imprinted on the page. he’ll add emotion to his voice at the important parts, and he’ll glance at your face to see your reaction. his voice is soft and soothing as he reads, occasionally moving his hand towards your hair to gently caress the top of your head. when it’s nighttime, he reads to you almost as if it’s a bedtime story, bedside lamp warming the room with it’s light as he flips through the pages. chapter after chapter he brings you closer to sleep, pages like a lullaby of prompts and fiction. he’ll pause when he notices your reactions have gone silent, breathing evened out as you lulled into a quiet slumber. he’ll smile as he puts a bookmark between the spine, already anticipating tomorrow when he can continue to read you the next chapter.
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loveiwaizumis · 2 months
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vball captain!atsumu miya + manager!reader . . <3
-> pure fluff + sfw, not proofread, new to writing pls omfg 😭 -> !! reader is female !! . . . inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who was utterly scared, but nonetheless proud of getting his dream role in the volleyball team after years of playing, until all his fears went away when a certain (h/c) girl was introduced to the team as the official manager inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who secretly admired how adorable you were, sitting on the bench like a supportive girlfriend, noting down anything and everything about the team, training them personally from time to time, bringing them water bottles.. everything you did was adorable to a certain blonde..! inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who used his position to get close to you, but never try to force himself on you. he would playfully insist that you give him his water bottle first as captain, or he would intentionally ask you to help him demonstrate a few exercises with the team just to feel your touch, but he would also insist on washing the water bottles and towels with you in his spare time, or would offer to lock up instead of you so you could get home early, claiming that "he's your captain too, he needs to take care of you like any other member". inarizaki manager!reader who started staying later after practice with inarizaki captain!atsumu miya to help him improve and to ensure that the captain was not overworking himself. partly due to coach's suggestion, but mostly because you had started to care for the blonde as well. inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who ended up catching a fever and missing out on practice after a particularly hard and long day at practice in addition to the usual extra practice that you were unable to supervise this time due to another extra curricular activity. inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who was floored to see his beloved manager at his doorstep with pickled plums, medicine, and hot soup wrapped daintily in a little basket. he felt himself collecting tears upon hearing you ramble about how worried you were, scolding him to not overwork himself and how important his health is, how important he is. inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who began to whine and started tearing up due to how touched he truly was by your gesture, and how ashamed he was to seem even the slightest bit of weak in front of you especially as a captain. inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who, in his little tantrum, had ended up accidentally spilling how he wanted to be the one to impress you and how he should be doing the romantic gestures and not you. inarizaki captain!atsumu miya who was even more floored, jaw dropped wide, when he finally heard his beloved manager offer to let him swoon her with his "romantic gestures" once he got better. ---- @loveiwaizumis 2024 please do not repost, translate, copy. reblogs and likes appreciated <3
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3lyvshiro · 8 months
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𐙚 ⋆₊˚ 2:53 ..ᐟ
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Suna Rintaro affectionately and unironically calls his grumpy, cold (,and apparently bitchy) girlfriend "sunshine". Even when she's the most standoffish, difficult person you'd ever interact with. he wholeheartedly believes that she is a little bundle of joy, and talks about her like shes an absolute angel to whoever asks.
for instance.
"Theres my girl. shes a little ball of sunshine, isnt she?" rin would say, talking about his girlfriend to a friend of his, with a finger pointed to her by the distance. said girl looking like a feral cat trying to keep a civilized conversation with one of his fangirls.
"morning, sunshine." rin would mutter, approaching his girlfriends desk as the scowl that was etched on her face immediately faded into a soft smile, only ever directed at rin. as she comes up to him and tightly hugs his torso, she nuzzled her face on his neck and catches a smell of his uniforms collar. freshly sprayed cologne. it was that masculine smelling brand that he knew was her favorite on him. she got on her tip toes to kiss her boyfriend on the cheek as he smiled down at her, a big hand on her waist as he patted her head gently.
"hey sunshine" rin would greet, leaning his weight on his girlfriends locker beside his while kissing her head and slipping his hand on her waist, despite her crossed arms and the massive scowl on her features prior to when he approached. he could only assume that something or someone pissed her off...again. upon seeing the look on her face and her obvious frustration, he'd cradle her cheeks with his two big hands to guide her to look at him. and, with the softest voice ever, only for her, he'd coo, "bad day, sweetheart?" while kissing away the heavy scrunch on her brow and caressing her cheek. he could tell from the way she would visibly soften, that she's turned to putty on his hands, once again. he was the only person who could have such an effect on her. at her lack of resistance when it came to him, rin couldn't control the upper quirk of his lips as he smiled softly at her. but before he could bask in the joy of a happy girlfriend once more(happy girlfriend =happy life), said girlfriend furrowed her brows once again. with a red face, she pulled away from rin only to pull on his bicep to keep him close to her as she walked them onto the other side of the hallway, to the cafeteria. She would never admit it, but rin always knew how to calm her down and make her go all soft for him. Yeah, she could be a grump sometimes, but he liked that about her, despite his friends teasing him for his dynamic with his grumpy girlfriend, always commenting about the contrast in how she treats everyone else compared to how she treats him.
something about how he gets special treatment from 'the ice queen' just because he's her boyfriend. in fact, whenever rins friends would catch a girl confessing to him. they always barge in and invite themselves in the conversation only to comment how "you have ta be as cold as y/n to even catch sunarins interest".
later in practice, rin finds himself bringing up how "n/n isnt cold." with the most serious face ever. and with almost everyone strongly disagreeing, he would add, "she can be a grump sometimes, but she isnt an ice queen." i mean, he knew she wasnt exactly the nicest person alive, or the easiest to get along with, but saying she was an ice queen was a bit of a stretch. atleast to him. thats why when atsumu shudders and weakly shares his own encounters and past interactions with the girl, of how difficult it was to get along with her, rin could only scoff in disbelief. "how is she difficult to approach? that must be a you problem because she's literally a ray of sunshine." rin would defend, not catching the sudden dull and stiff tension in the air that enveloped the club room. glancing at his teammates, who all suddenly looked gravely pale, he turned to osamu, who only let out a low whistle as he turned his head to the side. "if y/n's a ray of sunshine, kitas the laziest person in this room." atsumu would speak for everyone, since no one had the guts to say a word, too afraid it would reach sunarins icy girlfriends ears. his statement followed up through by a series of "yup"s, "yeah"s, and overall agreements. rin raises a brow, genuinely confused.
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kairiscorner · 6 months
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Hiii can I request prompt 59 with osamu!
"ah, sorry, i... oh, your hand's really soft."
OFC DEAR SKSMJDKDKSJSISKDKEK i wanna eat him he's such a LOVER BOY but is very lowkey about it, so SHY AND ADORABLE I EKDKSJKWNSIEKEJEKEK
"your hands are so... warm."
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a long day of volleyball practice and studying prompted you to ask osamu if he wanted to go get some soda with you at the nearest convenience store. he agreed, not that he had any reason to disagree, since you were only the cutest and sweetest person he has ever had the pleasure of meeting.
you two entered the convenience store, and like an obedient little puppy–or fox, rather–he quietly walked with you along the aisles of the store, listening to you as you spoke, nodding and shaking his head all sleepily, looking over at you with half-lidded eyes that were full of subtle adoration and love for you.
you spoke to him all about what happened today, about all the little things and the bouts of excitement and disappointment all throughout your day; it was the highlight of osamu's day to hear all about yours, really–and hopefully he wouldn't sound creepy if he were to admit that he gets a little sluggish when he doesn't get to see or hear from you at all from the day.
"hey, wanna try this one?" you ask him as he moves closer to you, looking over your shoulder to get a better look at the drink. "oh, as long as it isn't too sweet or strong, i'll take it." he said as you smiled. you two exited the convenience store and sat down at a nearby bench, just relaxing after a long day of work, studies, and practice. you rummaged in the bag, and you pulled out the drink you introduced him to. "here ya go, samu." you said as you handed him the drink, with osamu thanking you in a small mutter as he reached for it.
there was a split second when his whole body jolted up and froze–and it was in the very instance that his fingers were wrapped around yours. you didn't flinch, you found nothing wrong with the way he was holding your hand, you felt a little warmed up at the feeling, really. osamu blushes a bright pink when he realized just what the soft, gentle feeling was underneath his fingers was, and he tried pulling away, but his mouth ran quicker than his hand and his mind, and he blurted out:
"ah, sorry, i... oh, your hand's really soft..."
"you... really think so?"
"i-i mean... you feel... just right, i mean...!" he blurted out again, trying to cover up his embarrassing confession, merely blushing even worse while you stifled a giggle and smiled right up at the flustered, pink mess of the boy that he was. he could be serious, calm, and deadpanned at times–but around you, his one and only weakness, the only person who can pull him to be more expressive, emotional, and fired up at times–he can be a shy, cute little lover boy. and he doesn't mind getting used to being rattled by how much you make him melt, he adores being made into an embarrassed puddle of adoration and devotion to you, always.
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verslxt · 7 months
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thinking about street racer!suna who wants you to come watch him race so that you can see him win
thinking about street racer!suna who loves to count money with you after he wins, unless he raced for pink slips
thinking about street racer!suna who taught you all the controls to one of his cars and now you two race against each other and he lets you win sometimes
thinking about street racer!suna who drives like a lil old grandma when he has you in the car because your precious cargo
thinking about street racer!suna who raced for you once and won by a long shot and kissed you hard right in front of the guy he raced
thinking about street racer!suna who's first like actual street race against you went really well, well you beat him by one meter and you two raced for pink slips and you got his most favorite cars pink slip
thinking about street racer!suna who loves working on cars with you because you can like never get one of the bolts undone and he feels so good when you give him a kiss before you continue working on the car
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Osamu would Probably enter into a Marriage Pact
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Miya Osamu would deadass be the guy that agrees to a marriage pact with his friend without thinking too much about it.
Like one day you come into the classroom and he's just chilling after morning practice, maybe eating his onigiri, and you pull up a chair and your phone because "Samu ya gotta see this!"
This being one of those articles that are a compilation of people talking about their marriage pact deals and how it's working well for them.
This guy, with a grain of rice on his cheek, will be like: "oh that's neat, wanna make one of our own?"
"Huh?"
"One of those marriage pacts yer so excited 'bout," he just looks at you with a face that you simply cannot decipher - because it's Osamu's usual face, "you and me, if we're not hitched by...say what age were they goin' for again? 30?"
"It depends, it was 35 in some of them," you fill him in.
"Nah, that's too long," he shakes his head, "if neither of us is hitched by the time we're 30, let's marry each other? Sound good?"
Sound good he says? You could only pray he'd stay single until he was 30. With how charming he was, there was no way he wouldn't be able to be married before 30. You on the other hand...yeah, you were confident in your ability to stay single.
"Ya sure about this?" You need to confirm.
"Yeah," he nods and extends a pinky out to you.
You can't help the wobbly smile as you curl your pinky around his, "sure-uh-deal."
"When we're 30, we'll be gettin' hitched," he stretches his arms, resting them behind his head and leaning back in his chair, and grinning at you.
"If we're both still single," you finish for him.
"Yeah," he hums, "now I don't gotta worry much 'bout it."
"I guess so?" You don't have much more to say, but thankfully you're saved by your teacher entering and the bell ringing, so you just take yourself to your seat, phone clutched tightly in your hand.
It sure was warm for a winter morning.
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sassycheesecake · 9 months
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Here’s part 2 for this OS <3
It’s currently 3:24 am and you’re puking up the dinner you had earlier.
Again.
It’s been going on for two to three weeks already, you can’t keep any sort of food down, certain smells make you nauseous, you feel like you can hear people blinking.
It’s driving you crazy.
Unfortunately you have to deal with it by yourself, since your boyfriend and love of your life, Atsumu Miya, Setter of the MSBY Jackals is currently out of the country for an away game.
He doesn’t know about your ongoing illness, since he is busy with winning games and training, most of the time not being able to video call you, just checking in on you by texting.
You’re not stupid, you know what’s going on with you.
Atsumu and you were a little irresponsible when he was packing for traveling to Argentine.
Little meaning, no condom during sex. You do take birth control but you only started taking it about two months ago.
The blonde wanted to feel everything inside of you and you wanted to feel all of Atsumu, no barrier in between.
So you went to your gynecologist and got a prescription for birth control.
Just when you were finishing up after getting the indigested food out of you, you phone plays 'Problem’ by Natalia Kills, indicating that Atsumu is calling you.
Groaning in irritation, you accept it nonetheless.
"Hey baby! Wanted ta call in an’ ask how ya doin’."
"Hey Tsumu. 'M doing good, I was just sleeping." You lied.
"Oh sorry, ya wan’ me ta let ya go?" Atsumu asked with understanding.
"No it’s okay, tell me how Argentine is." You smile, while walking back to bed.
The Setter excitedly tells you all about Argentine, about the weather, the food, the people and the team he is currently training with.
A former famous Setter of a Japanese High School is now the Setter of the Argentinian national team and Atsumu complains to you about how overconfident annoying and cocky he is.
Sounds like someone you know.
All of sudden, you can feel your stomach getting upset again, nausea hitting you like a truck.
"Hold on Tsumu-" You manage to choke out before you toss your phone to the side, running to the bathroom.
On the other side of the world, Atsumu can hear your vomiting noises and it causes the Setter to worry deeply.
He lays in his hotel bed, waiting for you to come back.
After a few minutes, he can hear your footsteps approaching and taking your phone back into your hand.
"Sorry about that, I uhh… almost burned my food and the smell of smoke made me nauseous." You lie once again.
But Atsumu doesn’t believe any of it.
"Baby, I heard ya pukin‘ yer guts out. Ya sure yer fine? Did ya eat somethin' bad?" The Setter asks worryingly.
"It may have been the paella I made earlier Tsum. I‘ll be fine."
"Well if ya say so. Please keep me updated an‘ if there’s somethin‘ wrong, call me an' I‘ll be on the first flight home."
"Sure honey. Have fun and take care of yourself while you’re still there. Say hi to everyone for me."
"Will do baby, love ya."
Hanging up, you take a nice and warm shower, getting ready for bed once again.
You press Atsumu‘s pillow to your face, his remaining scent fills your nose.
You miss his stupid jokes, his strong arms that hold you in your sleep and his soft chocolate-brown eyes that shine love and warmth only for you.
Little did you know, Atsumu and his team return tomorrow already, instead of staying another week.
And Atsumu is keeping it a surprise, just as much as you have a surprise for him to tell when he comes back home.
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rintarousgirl · 10 months
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first time boyfriend suna is like ...
»»————- ★ ————-««
first time boyfriend suna would be stuttering and sweating when you introduce him to your parents. he would try his hardest to be respectful and use the proper "yes/no ma'am/sir". he was scared to let his tongue slip like it did with his own family, and he made sure to flatter them best he could.
first time boyfriend suna would bring flowers to every date. whether it be a bouquet he bought or some flowers he picked from his front yard. he read that flowers were a must, and you were a romantic he always tried his hardest to please.
first time boyfriend suna is scared to touch you too intimately. he will kiss and hug you, but his hands hover lightly over your hips as if he's waiting for you to push him away.
first time boyfriend suna loves holding hands because it's an easy way to keep physical contact in a crowded space.
first time boyfriend suna feels awkward in your house. he's scared to even ask for a glass of water, and will only sit when asked to.
first time boyfriend suna takes you on late night drives with the windows down, radio blasting, fast food on your laps.
first time boyfriend suna buys you a bracelet for every anniversary, and at this point you have bracelets going up to your elbow.
first time boyfriend suna lets you chill in his room while he plays video games with osamu. sometimes he'll teach you how, but most times you prefer to watch.
first time boyfriend suna is the first to say i love you. he writes you a sweet card stating his affections and watches quietly as you read. by the time youre finished reading his cheeks are flushed pink and his eyes are downcast. "i love you," he says softly.
first time boyfriend suna leaves his hoodies in your room or in your car, knowing you'll pick them up and wear them without thinking.
first time boyfriend suna loves when you play with his hair. he'll let you put whatever products in it and mess with it as much as you want as long as you touch it.
first time boyfriend suna always texts you as soon as he gets home, no matter how long ago he saw you.
first time boyfriend suna will always be stunned by your beauty. when he cant think of anything to say about your looks, his default is calling you pretty.
first time boyfriend suna loves when you send him pictures. whether they're bad or good, he saves them all to your specific album in his camera roll.
first time boyfriend suna loves the rings you got him, and only takes them off for vb games.
first time boyfriend suna doesn't get jealous easily, unless you're talking to atsumu. atsumu's always flirting with you and telling jokes that just get him all riled up.
first time boyfriend suna loves you so much, and wishes to spend the rest of his life with you. he couldn't imagine himself with anybody else and hopes he doesn't have to.
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astrialuvs · 3 months
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"Captured Moments“
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➻ SYNOPSIS : When the mischievous twins playfully meddle with Suna's phone, capturing plenty of candid snapshots of you, he finds himself appreciating more than just the stolen moments. The stolen glances unveil a budding connection that goes beyond the surface.
➻ PAIRING : suna rintaro x reader
➻ GENRE : fluff, mutual pining
➻ CONTENT WARNING : slight cursing
➻ WORD COUNT : 746 words
a/n: repost from old account | happy na birthday mo pa!~
another note: the twins definitely know what they're doing 😉
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You've grown familiar with Suna Rintaro's daily routine for who knows how long—long enough to recognize his habits and routines such as volleyball, casual banter with the twins, and being perpetually glued to his phone.
As you were making your way towards the place where you normally have lunch, Suna was absorbed in a mobile game and unconsciously wandering about. After losing another round, he hissed for the nth time. You keep a close eye on him, apprehending that he is unaware of his surroundings.
"Excuse me!!!" someone yelled from the back. A group of students carrying boxes rushes through. You stepped aside to give them more room to pass, but Suna maintained his pace.
"Watch out, Rin," you cautioned, tugging on his sleeve and holding him close to you until the students passed.
You tried to give him a mild reprimand for not paying attention; instead, he flashed a rare smile and uttered, "I know you're always there to keep an eye on me.
You averted your gaze to the side at his response. His words lingered, tugging at the strings of your emotions, and you found yourself momentarily breathless.
No. Actually, everything he says and does for you makes your heart skip a thousand beats. You felt the tips of your fingers go cold. You silently wished for a split second to keep your emotions at bay.
"Suna!~ Y/n!~" 
The appearance of the twins disrupted the moment, and Suna's reaction was palpable. Atsumu and Osamu casually walk toward you too. You didn't miss the way Suna's left eye twitched, possibly because of their appearance or maybe because of how loud they are. Or maybe both.
Amidst the chaos, you were startled when you felt a large, warm, calloused hand on your hand. Suna grasped your hand and carefully tugged it off of his sleeve, making you realize that you still clung to his sleeve.
"Your hands feel cold. Are you 'lright?" he inquired.
"Hmm-. Y-yeah. I'm fine. Must be the cold weather," you stammer awkwardly as you reach for your hands, but Suna firmly grasps your hand with both of his hands, seemingly forgetting about his previous activity.
'Oh goodness,' you thought as you noticed your heartbeat quickening.
Lunchtime unfolded, and you found yourselves sharing a table. Except for Suna, who doesn't make lunch for himself, the rest of you settled on one of the tables and took out your own lunches. The twins hatched a mischievous plan involving Suna's phone as soon as he handed over his phone to head to the counter to order his own lunch. 
As soon as he leaves, the twins seize an opportunity to play a prank on Suna's phone when he heads to the counter. The twins, mainly Atsumu, flop themselves beside you, ripping out the phone from your hand, to which you quickly protested.
You hesitated, but eventually succumbed. Unlocking his phone discreetly, you wish Suna hadn't changed his phone's lock after seeing how many times he unlocked it.
As his phone got unlocked, the three of you clamored quietly, the twins comically shaking you. You took notice that his wallpaper display is a blurred silhouette of you, but before you could fully recognize it, the twins attempted to invade his phone, only to be thwarted by password-protected apps. In a spontaneous move, they redirected the camera toward you, capturing candid moments.
"Such a bummer."
"You scumbags," Suna cussed as the twins fled off the scene. You, on the other hand, lowered your head, fully aware that you were complicit in the crime. You braced yourself for what he was going to say, only to have him tell you to continue to eat.
A little later, while Suna opened and checked his phone, he flopped on his bed with one hand behind his head. checking each app to see if the three of you had changed or discovered anything.
He was lying on his bed as he scrolled through his phone. He smiles bashfully as he examines each photo, somehow thinking of how he will confess to you someday.
The first smile after finding out about the stolen shots withered away when facing the twins' stunts. He erased their photographs in haste, but he paused on the candid snaps of you with a shy smile as his future disclosure.
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🦊Being Inarizaki's Manager 🦊
Manager Has a Secret Partner
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Inarizaki x Female Manager
Warnings: minor Swearing
AN: This is an Anon request! I'm doing a female manager with a male partner for this one just because I can imagine Atsumu just losing his ever loving mind 🤣
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First off, YN you owe them nothing 🗣
They all know this
Correction: everyone BUT Atsumu knows this
Sure they will be jealous but they will respect you
I think we all see why you don't want to tell anyone
I meam, look at what you deal with every single day YN 😮‍💨
It's exhausting
Plus you like to keep somethings to yourself
So when the Captain of the baseball team asks you out, you go
He's very much your type and very much not Atsumu 🤣
He doesn't mind keeping your relationship on the down low
You have alot of classes together which makes it easy to see each other
You have the same friend group so you eat together daily 😊
It's honestly a pretty awesome system
Now before you say anything, I think the third years might have an idea that you are dating someone
They can't be positive but at the same time, you are often the discussion of their daily chats 😅
"You really think YN is with someone?"- Aran
"I see her with the baseball captain all the time. I mean they never kiss or anything but still"- Michinari
"Well I mean it doesn't impact her job as our manager so does it really matter?"- Omimi
They all agree, it doesn't
However, "all" in this situation does not include the 2nd years 🙃
Please Atsumu flirts with you daily and you just wave him off
"Come on YN, just give in and go out with me already?"-
"Absolutely not"- you 😐
"YN come on! How awesome would it be for the manager to date the setter? Pretty freaking awesome"- Atsumu, hyping himself up
"I think it would be cool for YN to date the middle blocker"- Suna 😏
"YN should choose who she wants to date"- Atsumu
You 👉🏻🤨
"I'm pretty sure if you were the last man left on earth, YN would take her chances alone"- Osamu
Please you tow high five 🙏🏻
I know it's the prayer emoji but it's gonna be high five ok 🤣
Honestly your work as Inarizaki's Manager is so freaking exhausting 😓
So exhausting your boyfriend has started to notice
"Yn they are running you ragged"- your amazing bf
"Nah this is just how it goes. Besides, it's not the team that's running me, it's Atsumu"- you
"Do you want me to talk to him?"- your bf
You 👉🏻😅 no-
There is enough drama on the team, we don't need more ok 🤚🏻
However that's about to change 🙃
Because low and behold, it's your 6 month anniversary with your boyfriend
You've decided you're going to go out to eat after your practices end
Unfortunately for you, since you have an amazing boyfriend but also can't have nice things, he decides to surprise you by picking you up
Now to be clear, it's not that you don't want people to know about your relationship
It's simply EASIER for them to just not know 😅
However, you are YN and you are in my headcannons
Which means I get to make your life miserable 🙌🏻
You are filling up water bottles when you hear
"What the hell are you doing here?"- Atsumu, yelling at someone
You tighten the cap and rush out to sew your boyfriend squaring off the Atsumu
😃 crap-
"Bf name, what are you doing here?"- you
"I came to surprise you but it seems like someone wants to pick a fight"- your boyfriend
"You do realize baseball isn't a sport you play in a gym right? Or don't any of you have brains?"- Atsumu, mocking your boyfriend
"Enough Atsumu, stop! Ill be done with practice soon then we can go to dinner"- you, trying to gain control
"Go to dinner? What the hell YN? I've asked you to dinner no less than 10 times and you've always said no"- Atsumu
Please Osamu, Ginjima and Suna (with camera) have all gathered round 😅
Kita, Aran, Michinari and Omimi are all hanging back
You know- observing 👀
"Atsumu that's enough"- Kita
"You've been hitting on my girlfriend?"- your boyfriend now squaring off with Atsumu
"You bet I have- wait 🤨 girlfriend?"- Atsumu now looking at you
You 👉🏻👀😗🎶
"Yeah YN's been my girlfriend for 6 months now. She didn't want to tell you because she knew you'd pull this crap Atsumu"- your Boyfriend
By now, Atsumu is glaring at you 😑
You are just like 😱 would you look at the time ⌚️
Please Suna has moved to get a better angle 🤣
"YN are you really dating him? The badrba captain really?"- Atsumu, now being dramatic 🙄
The jig is up YN just admit it
"Yes Atsumu"- you, sighing in defeat
"*GASP* YN HOW COULD YOU?"- ATSUMU
"😐 you're making it a bigger deal than it is"- you
"HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THAT?"- Atsumu, now drastically crying
"God you are so dramatic"- Osamu rolling his eyes
"Who had YN for this week's betrayal bet?"- Ginjima
"I did!"- Aran raising his hand
"Damn I was sure it would have been Suna again"- Michinari
Atsumu is just standing 🧍‍♂️ there like 👁👄👁
"Oh please like we don't go through this all the time Atsumu"- you
"Yeah it's like a drama fest every day with you"- Omimi
"ME- YN IS THE ONE THAT BETRAYED US"- Atsumu
"No she didn't betray anyone"- Suna
Please your boyfriend is just standing 🧍‍♂️ there like 👉🏻 😃 this is the weirdest team ever, I gotta get YN out of this
"I'll be done in a few. Wanna wait here?"- you kissing your boyfriend cheek
"Sure"- him still confused
Please Atsumu will stare at him the entire time
You should know by now YN, managing Atsumu Inarizaki is never going to be easy 😅
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kiyokothehuman · 9 days
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Queen of Inarizaki
pairing: inarizaki x manager!reader
summary: calming your children w kita being a dad 🙏
a/n: bye my haikyu phase is coming back gg i sobbed when i read the manga
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After a long day of refilling water bottles, taking notes, keeping track of what's happening, and tending to your dear volleyball obsessed idiots – It's safe to say you were exhausted.
You set your clipboard aside on a nearby bench before placing a hand on your hip, examining the chaos before you.
The two blonde and grey haired second years bickering over the pettiest things, Suna taking pictures for 'documentary purposes' and a tired Aran desperately trying to keep the situation under control.
"Those two.." You muttered, marching over your way to them. Hitoshi shot Suna an anxious glance, as if to warn him on the menace that's about to be set free in a couple of seconds.
The twins continued arguing with each other, not noticing the figure slowly approaching them.
"This would've been avoided if you just–"
"Just what!? Shut yer trap!"
"You two, listen–" Aran tried to speak up before he was cut off by a gentle hand placed on his shoulder. He gulped down, slowly turning to his side seeing the expression on your face, the complete opposite of gentle.
"I'll take it from here," you tilted your head, a passive aggressive smile encasing your lips while an intimidating aura surrounded you.
"Oh!? So the great and amazing Atsumu can't–"
The grey haired twin paused mid sentence, before realizing the situation he was in. You towered over them, arms crossed and a vein popping out of your forehead – A clear indication that you were absolutely pissed.
"Atsumu and Osamu Miya."
The Miya twins immediately stopped whatever they were doing and turned their full attention towards you.
"I said to pack up your things, but here you arguing like literal children!"
You yelled, your hands pinching their ears before making their heads crash against each other. "Ow, ow, ow! Y/N-senpai–" Atsumu rubbed the back of his head.
"Is that clear?" You questioned, pulling the two boys up by the back of their shirt.
"Y-yes, ma'am.." They muttered, a satisfied smile appeared on your face, letting go of them. Suna was stifling a laugh, making Atsumu shoot a glare at him.
"Suna, you're involved in this too!" He froze, dropping his sly smirk. You harshly pinched his cheek before letting go after hearing him yelp out a small grunt. Now it was the twins turn to laugh.
"I told you to go help me clean up the gym, not stand there like an idiot. Don't give me that attitude!" You scolded, urging him to start working.
Sighing, you put a hand to your forehead muttering, "It's only been 5 minutes since I was gone.."
Bonus!
Once again, you were greeted at the sight of the twins yelling insults at each other. Everyone in the team was seated at Onigiri Miya for their high school reunion., but they all seemed so..different. Although it's as if nothing changed after hearing them argue.
"Atsumu, Osamu! Shut your damn mouth!" You scolded, while an anxious Aran tried to calm you down.
Kita fought back a chuckle as he lazily rested an arm on your chair. "Still the same after so many years." He muttered, earning a glare from you.
You — No, everyone was still the same. Even if we've all went our separate ways; some abroad, some working, or some continuing to play volleyball, we were all still the same people who coincidentally just went to the same high school at the same time.
Everyone might seem different somehow, but sitting together and talking like the old days makes it seem as if we're back in the past.
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satorisoup · 2 months
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ICK .ᐟ pt. 1 pt. 2
ft. suna, tendou, iwaizumi, hinata, kenma, and ushijima
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✉︎ incoming note from the writer .ᐟ
don’t hate me for these T^T i promise they’re not to be taken seriously!
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ᰔ SUNA
he’s ALWAYS on his phone. sure, pretty much every person uses their phone quite a bit but he seriously has a problem. he can’t eat without watching a show, and his ears are practically turned off when his phone is on. he’s even played candy crush at a michelin star restaurant. PLEASE rip it out of his hand immediately.
ᰔ TENDOU
dare i say… he leaves his nail clippings on the floor after cutting them. he doesn’t bother to sweep them up, he just lets them land wherever the wind takes them. you stepped on something crunchy? yeah, that was his toenail on the bathroom tile. “i didn’t know where they went!” SATORI! JUST GET THE DAMN BROOM AND SWEEP!
ᰔ IWAIZUMI
i’ve had this headcanon for years now, but you know those kids who had dried mustard on the corners of their mouths after eating a sandwich? yeah. he was that kid. and that’s him as an ADULT too. you can’t take him anywhere because he’s always getting food on his face. SOMEONE GRAB THIS GUY A NAPKIN! I CAN SEE YOUR LUNCH!
ᰔ HINATA
he’s always leaving the damn toilet seat up. walking in after he’s done with his business and it’s practically waving at you in mockery. how are you able to sing a whole bathroom jingle and STILL FORGET TO PUT THE LID DOWN SHOYO???
ᰔ KENMA
his texts are dryer than the sahara desert. doesn’t matter what you say, his response ranges from “ok” or the thumbs up reaction button. in person he’s better, but do NOT try talking to him about anything important over text message because you are getting absolutely nothing in return. “hi kenma! how are you? i can’t wait to see you” “ok” WHAT???
ᰔ USHIJIMA
avid flipflop wearer. but in the sense that his TOES HANG OVER THE EDGE. he’s letting his feet breathe no matter what time of day. don’t you dare look down because you’ll get an unpleasing sight of his little but not so little piggies. “i enjoy these flipflops.” I DONT! PUT SOME DAMN SHOES ON!
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