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volleychumps · 4 years

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Cuddles. (Nekoma x Reader)

‣ the one in which the Nekoma volleyball team finds their manager sleeping soundly in the gym on a cold winter day-

warning(s): none!!! fluff:)

Part of the 3k event!

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“Please?”

“Lev, you’re not putting your hands in my pockets. You can freeze for all I care, you’re tall so it’s your fault for being closer to the sky.”

“Yakuuuuu-saaaaan-!”

“We’re here already, so be quiet.”

Kenma rolls his eyes, huffing out a warm breath of air into the icy atmosphere as the trio of Yaku, Lev, and the setter make their way over to the practice gym for today’s club activities. They’re greeted with a warm rush of air, and Lev practically prances in happiness as Yaku scolds his kouhai to hurry up with the net.

“Why do we have to do it again?” Lev groans, feeling the frost on his fingertips slowly melt away as he rubs them together. Yaku sighs as he slips the scarf from his neck off.

“The rest of those imbeciles said the first ones to the club room have to take one for the team.” Kenma shrugs, already on his handheld as Yaku goes to scold him, Lev beginning to drag himself to the storage closet until something catches his bright eye.

“You guys...Y/N’s already here.”

“What? Does she usually get here this-?”

“Shush.” Kenma puts a finger up, moving so you enter his view, tilting his head slightly. You had your knees tucked to your chest, back to one of the gym walls with your clipboard laying a short distance away from you. Your eyelids were closed peacefully, bags under your eyes seeing that you had seemed to have hardly slept the night before.

“What’s this?” Lev picks up a nearby plastic bag resting on one of the bleachers, gasping at the sight as Yaku shushes him, Kenma about to tell him not to go through your things.

“Look! Y/N made us onigiri, she even put little faces on them made of nori!” Lev’s hushed whisper is excited as Yaku arches a brow, and Kenma takes a seat next to you, not one for excitement as the handheld is slipped back out of his pocket.

The rice balls were wrapped in cute wrapping, each one having a sticky note with their names and an encouraging note as Yaku feels himself smile a little. He swats Lev’s hands away, telling him to wait for when you wake up-

“Um...guys?”

Your head had lolled to the side, landing innocently on Kenma’s shoulder as Kenma seemed to stiffen like a board, cat-like eyes widening a fraction while his thumbs were frozen in place.

“...You better not move-” Yaku starts, only for his eyes to harden at the recent development. “Lev! Get your head out of her lap!”

“No!” Lev whispers back, snuggling into your warmth. “It’s not fair if only Kenma gets to do it!”

Yaku pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily just as the doors to the gym open up again, a swirl of cold air entering the gym as Kenma feels you shiver in your sleep.

“Alright uglies, I gave you one job-”

“Sh!” The shush came from the whole trio as Kuroo, Fukunaga, and Kai all blink once in unison.

“...are you harassing our manager Lev? Again?” Kai clicks his tongue as Lev pouts, not opening his eyes.

“And Kenma! I didn’t take you for the type-”

Kenma throws his handheld with the shoulder you weren’t leaning on, glaring daggers at his childhood friend as Kuroo simply smirks in reply, catching the precious device.

“Y/N fell asleep and her head’s on Kenma’s shoulder.” Yaku explains tiredly, and Kai claps him on the back, knowing practice hadn’t even started yet and the mother of the team had to deal with this already.

“She’s cold.” Kenma adds, prompting Kuroo to slip his jacket off before motioning for Lev to get out of the way. The raven-haired captain lays his jacket in your lap, grazing his fingers against your cheek before frowning at the temperature of your skin.

“Ice cold.”

Yaku frowns, wondering if the reason you seemed to be borderline sick was because you had stayed up into the night to make today’s surprise. He sighs for the umpteenth time, grabbing his scarf before bending down next to you, instructing Kenma to lift your head gently off the wall to do so. A second rush of cold air hits the gym as the rest of the team file in.

“...Inuoka, call the police.”

“Yamamoto-san, no-”

Fukunaga’s hand is on the shoulders of his kouhai, the second year shaking his head lightly as Shibuyama and Inuoka nod obediently, covering their eyes.

“Stop! We’re not doing anything bad!” Yaku snaps, clapping a hand over his mouth as multiple shushes fill the gym. Kuroo explains the situation briefly, and Kai arches a brow in the direction of Lev.

“Lev, are you eating right now? Practice is about to start-”

“Y/N made us these!”

A warm feeling settled in the already warm atmosphere as the onigiri were passed around, your handwriting standing out against a neon yellow note taped to the plastic wrap.

“Do you think...she’s so tired because of this?”

“No. Not at all. Never crossed my mind.”

“Stop being sarcastic, Kenma!”

Kuroo shoots an annoyed look at Kenma and Yamamoto, sighing with a hand on his neck before standing at full height. Kai looks to his friend, crossing his arms as the underclassmen all read the notes on their presents with a soft look on each of their faces. The two upperclassmen glance down at your figure, a gentle smile on your face as if you were having a nice dream. Kuroo couldn’t help but grin at the sight- he always thought you worked way too hard.

“So what do we do?”

“...I mean yesterday was the prelims, I guess?” Kuroo says finally, a thoughtful look on his face. “I wanted to get into it right away, but I suppose we can take a break today. Only because I’m a good and caring captain.”

“Pack it up Ghandi-”

“Oi. I’ll eat your onigiri, Kenma- don’t try me.” Kuroo snips, taking Lev’s previous seat on the other side of you.

“Anyways,” Kuroo smirks, gently lolling your head upwards and finally onto his own shoulder, leaning his head atop yours. “I call dibs on the best seat.”

“...Okay, I’ll call the police-”

“Yamamoto!”

Soon, whispered chatter fell to silence as Kai and Yaku lean against the wall next to their fellow third year, Kuroo’s head laying upon yours fast asleep. The onigiri filled the stomachs of the younger years, making them sleepy as they all shuffled over to where the warmth was.

Lev was laying diagonally, avoiding Kuroo’s legs with his head in your lap again, Inuoka unknowingly curled up into his side. Fukunaga slept straight with his back on the wall next to Kenma, Yamamoto dozing off on his shoulder as Shibuyama curled up into a ball at their feet. The warmth of the gym in the midst of a cold winter day was too enticing to not allow their eyelids to grow heavier.

Kuroo smirks, one of his eyes opening as he glances down at your sleeping figure, unbeknowst to the human pillows giving you heat.

“We can’t let our precious manager get sick now, can we?”

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t0wnspersonb · 4 years

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Tease (Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader)

Rated: slightly explicit

Word Count: 2,805

Summary: It’s the summer training camp, and naturally as Nekoma’s manager you attend as well. The ongoing tension between you and a certain captain gets too much to handle, and you find yourself in a compromising position late at night.

Warnings: Bokuto being Bokuto, fluff, confessions, make out sessions, grinding, my shit writing

I literally love all of the Haikyuu boys so much it’s ridiculous. I’m a fucking simp ya’ll. I hope you enjoy this spicy mess. I wanted to try something new compared to my usual fluff I write for this particular anime:)

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You stood next to Coach Nekomata as he yelled at Kenma for avoiding the ball once again. You giggled softly to yourself at the second year's expression before writing down quick notes of the game.

You guys were just beginning the summer training camp, and it was off to a good start; maybe not so much for Karasuno though.

You hummed softly to yourself as you went to gather up the water bottles and towels for the team, seeing as how the practice match against Fukurodani was almost over. You were crouched down as you were rearranging the bottles when you heard shouting.

“Y/n-chan watch out!” you heard Yamamoto call out, a stray volleyball was headed in your direction, but you had easily received it, sending the ball back into the court. The familiar sting on your inner forearms was not anything new.

You had spent countless hours with the team, watching them practice their receives and somehow being roped into it despite being the manager.

And strangely enough, you were actually quite good at it.

“Lev!” Yaku shouted angrily, winding up to kick the first year. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop flailing around!? Y/n-chan almost got hit with that ball! Apologize now!”

“I’m sorry Y/n-senpai!” Lev apologized, bowing in your direction.

You waved him off. Despite how good you were at receiving the ball, there were definitely times where you had taken one to the face. “Don’t worry about it Lev. Although, your receives have been terrible during this game, it makes me wonder if you would have been able to receive that ball if you were in my position. Just something to think about.” You said coyly.

“Y/n is better at receiving than you Lev.” Kenma said. “And she doesn’t even play.”

“If we lose this game Lev, you’re going to practice receiving with Yaku until your arms fall off.” Kuroo chimed in as well, his eyes flickering over to you briefly, glancing across your body to make sure that you were actually okay.

The tall first year was incredibly dejected, causing you to laugh slightly at your underclassmen. Practicing with Yaku was hard work, you knew that all too well.

“Oh that was good form Y/n-chan!” Bokuto praised from the other side of the net. “You looked good doing it!” he gave you a thumbs up.

You could see Kuroo scowl out of the corner of your eye and smirked slightly to yourself. “Thanks Bokuto. But not as good as you when you’re doing your crazy straight.”

The entire Nekoma team and Fukurodani team rolled their eyes at this. Here we go… they thought.

Kuroo’s scowl deepened, a glare beginning to form on his face as he stared at the owl-haired third year laughing loudly.

“I know right? I’m the best!” he cheered loudly at your praise. “Hey, hey, hey! Kuroo let me have Y/n-chan for the day!”

“For the last time, you have your own managers you stupid owl, leave mine alone.” Kuroo snapped angrily.

You bit back a smile as you turned your back to them, finishing up the task you were working on.

The relationship you had with the bedhead captain was difficult to explain. It had been that way since you all joined the volleyball team in your guys’ first year. The flirting and teasing between you two was nauseating in the eyes of your teammates. They had figured that you guys would’ve started dating already but it never happened.

But it was clear as day that you guys had feelings for each other.

Bokuto had taken a strong liking to you as well when you guys had first met. He thought you were incredibly cute, and a wonderful friend. Which is why he never hesitated to flirt with you, plus it made Kuroo mad and that was even better.

You had picked up on that immediately and would shamelessly flirt back with Bokuto because you loved the way Kuroo reacted to it.

Everyone on both teams began to get used to these interactions whenever they all got together, despite how annoying it was to see their captains bicker back and forth.

Nekoma had lost the practice match and after doing their penalty you began handing out the towels and drinks.

Kuroo glanced down at you as you held his water bottle to him expectantly, his long fingers brushing carefully against yours during the exchange. “Thanks pipsqueak.”

You rolled your eyes at his nickname and reached to poke him hard in the side of his ribs, he dodged your attack easily and smirked widely as you huffed in anger. His hand coming up to ruffle your hair.

“Stop that.” you pouted, pushing his hand away, fixing your mused hair.

Kuroo ignored the slight race of his heart as he took in your pouty face. She’s so cute, he thought.

After a couple more practice matches the day was coming to an end. You helped the rest of the managers clean up the gym and shuffled off to help prepare dinner for everyone.

During that time you couldn’t help but think of Kuroo. You wondered if your guys’ strange relationship would finally progress into an actual one. Neither of you had confessed to actually having feelings for one another, it was something that you guys had just assumed.

In the eyes of the team, and even people outside of the team, they had assumed you guys were a couple. You spent a lot of time together outside of practice and school. Being around each other came naturally, and despite the bickering and teasing, you guys enjoyed each other’s company immensely.

So then why weren’t you guys together yet?

“Aw man.” you sighed quietly to yourself, putting your hands behind your head as you continued walking towards the baths. “This sucks.”

“What sucks Y/n-senpai?” Lev asked. You glanced to your right and saw him standing at the entrance of gym 3 holding a ball.

“Your receives.” you said bluntly not batting an eye.

“Eh!? You saw that!?” he panicked, glancing around frantically.

It was then that the other people in the gym took notice of your form.

“Y/n-chan! Come keep score!” Bokuto said excitedly, coming up from behind the tall first year, Kuroo following closely behind.

“Maybe some other time Bokuto. Oh. If you guys don’t hurry you’re going to miss dinner.” you said in amusement.

“Next time you’ll come and keep score then!” Bokuto exclaimed before they all started making their way out of the gym.

You shook your head in amusement as Lev and Hinata began talking animatedly about something.

“Oi pipsqueak. You coming with or what?” Kuroo called, stopping when he noticed that you weren’t following them.

You smiled slightly, shaking your head. “I already ate. I’m going to the baths and then going to bed. Do you already miss me that much?” you teased.

He rolled his eyes at your antics and fought the blush that wanted to make its way onto his face at just the thought of you taking a bath.

“Maybe I do.” he drawled out and started walking closer to you, his cat-like eyes staring down at you intensely, causing a shiver to run down your spine. “You want me to help you wash your back?” he whispered leaning down towards your ear. You could his lips brushing softly against the shell of your ear.

You could feel your face burn at his words, the palm of your hands getting sweaty at how close he was.

Ignoring the burning embarrassment of his words, you grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him down further so that his face was close to yours. “Maybe I do.” you whispered back and very carefully nipped at his earlobe.

Kuroo made a strange choking sound as you released him. He took a step back and covered the lower part of his face with his hand, looking away from you. Seeing his shocked expression and blushing cheeks was well worth that embarrassing moment for you.

“Or maybe not?” you said innocently, hands resting behind your back, your head tilted to the side. “I guess some other time then.” you teased and walked away, finally allowing yourself to blush freely, your heart was racing as you entered the baths.

Kuroo Tetsuro was going to be the death of you.

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“Sit next to me Y/n-chan!” Bokuto said, grabbing your arm and tugging him towards the table that Akaashi was currently sitting at.

It had been three days since that encounter with Kuroo, and quite honestly, everyone could feel the weird tension between the two of you.

It was almost… awkward being around the both of you if you guys were together.

Kuroo’s gaze trained on the table that you sat at, watching as you laughed freely at Bokuto’s antics.

“What’s going on with you and Y/n?” Kenma asked quietly, his eyes remaining on his phone.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kuroo sniffed, taking another bite of his dinner. “We’re fine.”

“Doesn’t seem like it.” Kenma pressed. “It feels weird being around you two.”

Kuroo looked over at his childhood friend, frowning. “What?”

“I’m not exactly sure what it is, but the energy around you two is uncomfortable.” he said looking at Kuroo briefly before looking back at his phone.

“Just eat your dinner.” Kuroo scolded. His gaze lowered to his food. He knew what it was, the energy between you two. It was an underlying thing, but after the incident a couple days ago, well, it got worse.

The sexual tension could be cut with a knife when you guys were around each other now. The sexaul frustration that Kuroo was experiencing was released tenfold after your little stunt.

It also didn’t help that you were still flirting with Bokuto right in front of him. It annoyed him immensely.

You were supposed to be his girl. Kuroo thought as he laid awake on his bed. He couldn’t sleep, his thoughts being entirely consumed by you.

He sighed deeply to himself as he got up. A midnight walk would be sure to make him tired.

What he wasn’t expecting was to find you walking around the school too. You were deep in thought and almost didn’t realize that you were about to pass him until he grabbed at your arm.

“Can we talk?” he asked seriously, staring down at you.

You looked up in surprise. “Kuroo, I’m sorry I didn’t see you there… Yeah of course we can.” he released your arm and you guys walked until you found yourselves by the side of gymnasium 3.

“What’s up?” you asked quietly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ears.

The expression Kuroo’s face was unreadable, it made you shift from foot to foot uneasily as he stared down at you.

The atmosphere around you guys was incredibly heavy, making you more nervous.

“I know I have a cute face and all, but the staring is really starting to creep me out, Kuroo.” you laughed nervously.

He took a step closer to you, causing you to take a couple steps back, your back touched the side of the gym. He rested his hands on top of your shoulders, preventing you from escaping.

And then he was kissing you.

Your eyes widened as you felt your heart stop in your chest.

Kuroo was kissing you.

His lips were firm and hot as they moved urgently against yours.

This was… this was better than you had imagined. Your eyes fluttered shut, your hands sliding up to rest around his neck. You were on the tips of your toes so that the tall third year didn’t have to stoop down so much.

He grunted softly against your lips as you started to kiss him back. All the flirting, teasing, unspoken feelings, came out in this moment. This kiss was well worth the three years that it took to get it.

The hands that were resting on your shoulders slide up to cup the sides of your face, carefully angling you so that he could fit his mouth against yours better.

Kuroo’s tongue gently poked at your lips, asking to be let in. Carefully parting your mouth, your tongues began clashing, hot and wet against each other.

The passionate kiss that was meant to be used as a confession began to turn into something deliciously sweet and steamy.

This was too fucking good to stop.

Kuroo pressed himself closer to you, one leg moving to rest between yours, keeping them parted, his thigh carefully brushing against you causing you to gasp loudly at the sudden touch.

He smirked against your mouth at the noise you made, moving one of his hands down to your waist, sliding his fingers beneath your shirt.

His hand was warm and rough against your skin, carefully caressing your waist as he touched you, moving up to the tops of your ribs before gently cupping your breast through your bra.

Despite the way that Kuroo was kissing you, his touch was incredibly gentle, hesitant almost. But when you moaned loudly, that was all the reassurance he needed to know that what he was doing was okay.

This was what he was missing. What he was waiting for. And he never wanted it to end. The way you felt against him, the way you tasted. He couldn’t get enough of it.

Carefully squeezing and kneading your breast, he pressed himself closer to your body. Carefully he grinded himself against you, moaning at the way your body pressed against his growing length.

You pulled away from his lips gasping for air, he trailed his lips softly against your jaw and down your neck, leaving hot open mouthed kisses against your skin. Kuroo began sucking and biting a bruise into the soft skin, causing you to moan out once more. You were in a daze, your head foggy from the intense pleasure that he was giving you. The Tokyo night air felt incredible against your flushed skin.

“Kuroo,” you breathed out, clinging to his body as he continued to touch you. “Kuroo… we should head back now… the others will start to worry…” you lost your train of thought as his lips pressed against the shell of your ear, breathing hotly against your skin.

“You want me to stop?” he murmured, grinding harshly against you now.

You whimpered softly. “N-N-No… but… we should go back already…”

He pulled away from you reluctantly, his pupils were blown and wide with lust. His usual bedhead was significantly more messy, and his lips were swollen and glossed with spit.

He was fucking beautiful.

The same could be said about you. Kuroo took in your heaving chest, the way your shirt no longer sat right on top of your body. Your eyes bright and lips swollen, and the dark mark he left on your neck standing proudly out for all to see.

Fuck you were beautiful.

“Can we… can we do this again?” you asked shyly, looking up at him through thick lashes.

Kuroo couldn’t help the wide smirk that began to take place on his lips. “If it wasn’t obvious, I like you, Y/n. Go out with me.” he said simply.

A wide smile began to spread across your face, a hot blush coating your cheeks at his confession.

“Took you long enough.” you said cheekily.

Kuroo rolled his eyes and ruffled your hair. “Whatever pipsqueak. Let’s go.”

This training camp definitely was your favorite one so far.

When morning came around you were over the moon, incredibly giddy and cheeky the entire time that you were setting up the cafeteria and making the food. The other managers didn’t question it but were incredibly curious as to what put the Nekoma manager in such a good mood.

As always, Bokuto pulled you to his table to eat with him and Akaashi. You were laughing at a story Bokuto was telling, when your hair swayed from your neck and the dark mark that Kuroo had left on you last night was revealed to Akaashi’s eyes.

A blush coated the setter’s cheeks and he cleared his throat quietly, averting his gaze. “Y/n-san, your neck…”

Your eyes widened in horror and you immediately moved your hair back to cover up the mark, you could feel your face burning in embarrassment as Bokuto loudly began to ask what was wrong with you.

And then - “That’s not fair Y/n-chan! Let me give you one too!” Bokuto pouted as he saw the bruise.

Both you and Akaashi began scolding the third year.

Unbeknownst to you, Kuroo was smirking widely at his table as he stared at the interaction you were having with the members of Fukurodani.

Kenma’s eyes shifted over to the Nekoma captain. “Gross Kuroo.”

“Shut up and eat your food Kenma!”

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rviden · 3 years

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➝ their teammates see their lockscreen of you

included ➝ suna, osamu, kuroo, kageyama

note ➝ had this idea at like three am and had to drag my ass up to write it or else death would overtake me

➝ suna

he isn’t hiding it

nobody just ever gets the chance to take a good look at his phone with how much he’s attached to it

but let’s just say that he sets it down for once — just for the sake of the headcanon

it’s one of the twins that finds it — they’re nosy and want to know everything they can about their teammates

suna had his back turned to the two boys, talking quietly to kita and aran — not paying any mind to the whispers between the twins nor their quiet steps towards his phone.

“you do it-“

“i’m not doing it! you’re the one that wanted to snoop.”

atsumu could only scoff, bringing a finger to tap on the screen lightly, trying not to draw attention to them despite having many eyes watching their every move.

the screen lit up, a picture of suna laying peacefully, head tucked into the neck of someone that they couldn’t put a name to despite knowing their face.

“wha?!”

“can i have my phone back-“

“who the hell are you so cosy with in this?!” atsumu looked to suna with wide eyes, questioning the boy that he though he knew, as the phone was held in his other hand.

“my partner...?”

the twins looked on in shock, some other teammates sporting similar, yet toned down expressions at the news that had been dropped on them.

“you think you know a guy, geez.”

“so when are we meeting them?”

suna scoffed, knowing very well that he would keep you to himself and away from his team. “not anytime soon.”

➝ osamu

it’s his brother that finds it who are we kidding

atsumu take his phone because of something osamu did or said to him during practice that day — and while he wasn’t going to snoop

the moment he sees the background he claims he physically had to

if the miya parents didn’t know about his relationship with you before — then they sure do now

“stupid brother and his stupid big mouth...” atsumu snooped around the room, checking for any sign of a phone or anything else he could hold over his head.

a small buzz could be heard from the bed, atsumu immediately making his way to the mattress and looking for the source of the noise.

“ah-ha,” atsumu grabbed the phone and tapped on the screen — the light nearly blinding with how bright the screen was.

osamu had his head smooshed against another’s, a smile covering the both of their faces so wide it looked like it hurt.

“what in the hell?”

“can you not snoop? get the hell out!” the volleyball that sat in the corner of the room made contact with atsumu’s head, the phone dropping onto the bed as he grasped his head in pain.

“i’m telling mom and dad!”

“about what?! you were the one snooping!”

“about you’re partner!”

osamu stilled at that — he wanted to bring you over to meet them soon, but the relationship was still in its early stages so you were taking it slow.

“you wouldn’t...”

atsumu tried to run by his brother, the call to their parents on the tip of his tongue interrupted as he was tripped and dragged back into the room by a furious brother.

“if you tell them anything, i’ll tell them about the party you through when they were on their trip.”

that was one way to get atsumu to keep quiet.

➝ kuroo

he leaves his phone out for people to see — he’s not hiding it, in fact i think he wants his teammates to see

it would happen during a break in practice

kuroo checking his phone quickly, seeing if you or anybody else had messaged him, before tossing it back down onto the bench

conveniently for his teammates to see his screen flash, showing his background

a surprised gasp was heard from lev — the tall boy looking down at kuroo’s phone with a finger pointed and wide eyes.

“ah! kuroo who’s your lockscreen of?!”

the rest of the team looked over shortly — some also curious and others just wanting to go back to practice.

“oh my lockscreen?” kuroo couldn’t stop himself from smirking — it was finally his chance to show of his relationship to his teammates. “that’s me and my-“

“his partner,” kenma walked by, head lowered and eyes glued to his game.

kuroo and the team watched kenma make his way to the bench to the left of them and sat down — not batting an eye at the obvious glare that was digging into the side of his head.

“woah, you have a partner!” lev turned back to kuroo in a hurry — the foul mood that kuroo was once sporting, now gleeful at the opportunity to share about his personal life.

“yup! and they-“

“their names y/n,” kenma didn’t lift his head as he responded for kuroo once more — the teams heads darting between the interrupting boy and their angered captain.

“kenma-“

“can we go back to practice please? i just want to go home.”

the team followed as kenma stepped back onto the court, gameboy forgotten on the bench as he stretched sore limbs.

lev stood beside kuroo, wondering if he should still ask about his mysterious partner.

“uh... you can tell me about them after...?”

the dejected walk onto the court was enough to portray the mood their captain was in.

➝ kageyama

doesn’t even realize anything

an example of ‘not a single thought behind those eyes’

during lunch, he’s sitting with a few teammates, head buried in his phone being the anti-social blueberry that he is

and when someone brings up volleyball, he sets his phone down not paying any mind the the background that most of his teammates can see

kageyama abandoned his phone on the table, watching over the shoulder of one of his teammates as the game between two teams they had yet to face, faced off.

too distracted by the game at hand — more specifically the killer serve from the one side — kageyama didn’t see the hand that grasped at his phone.

“huh?!”

multiple head snapped hinata’s way — the ginger holding the phone in front of his face as his eyes sparkled in wonder.

“oi!” kageyama went to reach for his phone, not liking the idea of hinata seeing anything let alone touching his belongings.

tsukishima, despite not giving a damn about the situation usually, couldn’t help but also become curious at the sight of the picture set as the background of the phone.

“oh? does kageyama have a little secret?” he grabbed the phone out of hinata’s hands and held it in front of his own face. kageyama had his arms wrapped around another’s shoulders, while the person in question smiled into the camera.

“none of your business,” kageyama snatched his phone away from the smirking blonde, red covering his cheeks at his not-so-secret-secret being revealed.

the rest of the table watched as kageyama put his head down, fingers typing a message they could not see.

‘they figured us out — you can cheer as loud as you want now’

it only took a moment for you to respond.

‘i’ll see you at your next game then — also, look up’

lifting his head, he searched around the cafeteria, looking for where your friends and you were sitting.

finally setting eyes on you, he couldn’t fight the small smile that crossed his face at the ohhh of you wearing a smile and holding your hands in a heart position.

#🖇.kageyama #📎.extended headcanon #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #kageyama imagine #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio imagine #kageyama tobio x reader

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shingia · 3 years

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𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐄 𝐩𝐭.𝟑

here’s the last batch (the biggest one, i didn’t feel like doing a pt4) and honestly writing kenma’s reaction gave me life 🦋

⤷ tsukki, yams, oikawa, kenma, iwa, noya, atsumu, tanaka, asahi, terushima, tendou

pt.1 - pt.2

» 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

tsukishima had promised himself he’d try his best not to cry. so as soon as he recognized your silhouette on the other side of the aisle, he looked up and blinked a few times to try and stop the tears. but the temptation of looking back at you was too strong, and when he finally lowered his gaze, the first tear was immediate. but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you anymore, and simply let it stream down his cheek

» 𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢

fainted yamaguchi tilted his head down, eyes shut closed, as soon as you entered the room. not out of embarrassment, like he was so used to do, but just because he needed a moment to collect his thoughts and to become aware of the fact that you were here for him, and him only. and it was his greatest pride

» 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

oikawa actually got scared when he felt his heart suddenly tighten at the sight of you. but he reasoned himself in no time : “love, tooru, it’s just love”. his eyes watered immediately but he didn’t try to hide the tears from you. he actually wanted you to see them, so that you knew how happy he was. and honestly, if it had been up to him, he would have skipped the ceremony, dragged you outside and stepped on the gas to start your honeymoon right away

» 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚

“calm down” kuroo whispered to him. but how could he ?! kenma felt awfully uncomfortable in his suit and with his hair tied up way tighter than usual : he had a bad feeling. but this feeling instantly vanished when you appeared on the other side of the aisle. his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately started to untie his hair. he felt better like that, much more at ease with his dyed locks reducing his field of vision, guiding his eyes to what was right in front of him :the person he loved more than anything

» 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢

the first thing he did was to bring his hands to his face, tilting his head back like he was thanking life for letting him marry you. because it really did feel like a blessing. when he looked back at you, he couldn’t help but to clench his fist as a sign of victory, just to celebrate the fact that next time you’d walk this aisle, he’d be the one holding your arm

» 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐚

noya was more than fired up. but what’s with the dull guests ? he thought as he noticed that the whole room was silent. this was your moment and everyone needed to do their part, so he literally motioned everyone to hype you up, frantically shaking his hands towards you. he was actually so ecstatic that he let out the purest and happiest laugh you had ever heard when you joined his side

» 𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮

this man probably started clapping until osamu told him that he wasn’t supposed to do that. « oh… » he said as his claps faded. but he didn’t let that ruin the moment and, instead, looked at you straight in the eyes as he mouthed you the best thing he had ever told you : « ya look incredible ! hurry up so that i can marry the fuck out of ya ! ». many people chuckled at atsumu’s words, but he was being dead serious ; he had already waited too long to put this ring around your finger

» 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐚

tanaka knew that grooms usually cried at weddings, and he couldn’t wait to drown in his tears while watching you walk down the aisle. but surprisingly, he did not tear up when you made your entrance. he was so astonished by the sight that his jaw fell to the floor and he blinked a few times to actually process what was happening. but the moment your hand touched his ? immediate sobs

» 𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐡𝐢

asahi really tried to hold it in, and for the first ten seconds he managed to only let his chin quiver. but when you smiled at him, he lost it and started to cry his eyes out, hand over his mouth, as his best man was handing him as many tissues as he could. his breath was shakey for the rest of the ceremony, but you had never loved him more than now

» 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

terushima had already seen you dressed up to the nines countless times. but seeing you walk down the eyes looking like an absolute dream ? no that was something else. and he couldn’t help but letting out a « god damn » that earned him both disapproving and amused look from the members of your family. but he didn’t give a flying fuck, you were the one he was going to give his last name to after all

» 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮

he had already imagined plenty of time how you would look like on this day - and he definitely hadn’t set the bar too high. as soon as his eyes met yours, he had to put a hand on his heart just to make sure that it was still beating. you can be sure that he was so excited that he started pacing in circles, his eyes refusing to leave your face. and the whole time you walked down the aisle, he hyped you up in the most respectful ways possible (and even later during the ceremony, he just couldn’t stop)

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu wedding drabble #hq headcanons #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #tooru oikawa #kenma kozume #hajime iwaizumi #nishinoya yuu #miya atsumu #haikyuu tanaka #asahi azumane #terushima #tendou satori #haikyuu fluff

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princess-of-inarizaki · 3 years

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Hello, can you do Karasuno, fukurodani and Nekoma with a reader. She really love bake and making sweet, she usually bring cupcake, brownies, Daifuku,.. for the team but she always make healthy food for the team (because she know that too much sweet is not very healthy). She has a small bakery shop, she usually invite the team come and she never take their money. She is very small and always smile cutely (cute like u), she don't talk much but her voice is very cute UwU

Hello Anon-chan!! This is such a sweet and adorable prompt, and I'd be honoured to do it. I might even make this part of a series because I love it so much.

Thank you so much for the compliment. I think you're so cute too 👉👈💖

Is it okay if I add Inarizaki to this too? :D

Sweetheart Bakery manager-chan

Characters: Karasuno, Fukurodani, Nekoma, and Inarizaki

Warnings: none :D

Karasuno

I think our darling sunshine Hinata would be the one to recruit you. He goes to your bakery shop one day with Kageyama, after practice, and orders two chocolate cake slices.

As you're cutting and plating it, he curiously asks you which school you're from, which you answer with “Karasuno”

His eyes literally sparkle up so bright and he smiles. “I'm from Karasuno too!!” and he begins chatting with you about school and volleyball.

“Hinata boke, what's taking you so long?” Kageyama walks up to the counter to see you talking to his friend, and he blushes, apologising.

You smile and tell them to enjoy their cake, waving goodbye.

From then on, the team often comes to your bakery after practice. Hinata started bringing the other first years besides Kageyama, like Yachi, Yamaguchi, and Tsukishima.

“I'm telling you guys!! She has the best cakes, they make me go uwahhh all the team” says Hinata excitedly, the first time he brought them over.

Tsukki loves your strawberry shortcakes, and sometimes even packs some for takeaway. You smile at him, liking him instantly, and even share your recipes with him.

The first years think of you as an angel, and they're close to you in class because you're always so kind and gentle.

One day, Yamaguchi suggests you become a manager so you'll be able to keep Yachi company when Shimizu-san graduates, and spend more time with them, your friends.

You immediately agree, since you're fond of Yachi, and high-five Yamaguchi, excited at the new suggestion of joining the team.

The next day, you bring a box of macaroons to the gym and softly and politely introduce yourself to the other members.

The first years (with the exception of Tsukki) immediately run up to you and give you a huge hug.

Daichi smiles and thanks you for your kindness to his teammates, and immediately accepts you as the third manager of Karasuno.

The whole team enjoys your macaroons after practice, and Tanaka and Nishinoya are incredibly impressed, taking pictures of the pastry to send their "city boy" friends in Nekoma.

As a manager, you are always soft-spoken and the team adore you very much, similar to Yachi.

You're also always bringing them to your small bakery after practices so that they can have a slice of cake, or a daifuku after a hard training session.

You never accept their money, and with a small smile on your face, tell them to dig in, and enjoy the dessert.

The team adores you very much, and would never let anyone harm you. You can definitely rest easy knowing the third years are always there if you ever need anything, the first years to protect you, and the second years if you're ever feeling lonely.

Fukurodani

I feel like Akaashi would have the hugest crush on you. He stumbles upon your adorable and quaint little bakery by accident, and after a stressful day of practice, and he's so thankful to see this darling little angel bringing him a slice of cake.

You seem to notice him, a customer and classmate of yours looking so unhappy, so you join him at his table with a small mug of hot tea. “Are you okay, Akaashi-san?” you ask softly. He shakes his head, but he's so touched by your gesture.

He starts coming by the bakery more often, because you calm him down and radiate such gentle and positive vibes. He's also began to get closer to you in school.

One day, you stop by the gym where he's practicing with the rest of the Fukurodani team to pass him a small box of cookies. You're stunned to see an owlish looking boy, inspecting you curiously.

He suddenly breaks into a huge smile and shakes your hand. “Hi!! I'm Bokuto! Why are you here?”

You softly explain that you want to pass something to Akaashi, and when he sees you, his face turns red and he walks to you and Bokuto. Akaashi bows deeply and blushes as you pass him the box.

Suddenly, Konoha spots you and smirks. “Oh Akaashi, you've been hiding her away for pretty long, haven't you?”

You nervously explain that you were merely Akaashi's friend, and that you owned a bakery near school, where he met you.

The team's all gathered around you at this point, and they collectively gasp after hearing you say that. They're determined to make you their manager now, after all, you can bake and you're obviously so small and sweet.

“But Konoha-san, we already have two managers.” says Akaashi, in desperate attempt to dissuade his friends, but their minds seemed to be made up.

“Y/n-chan, if it's okay, would you agree to be our manager?” asked a hopeful Bokuto, and his earnest expression was something you just couldn't refuse. You nodded shyly.

Since then, the team are so excited to have a new manager. Whilst Yukie and Kaori handle the strategical aspect of the game, you tend to the boys' needs by managing their nutrition and morale.

You're always there to put a smile on their faces through your soft and gentle gestures, and you're one of the few people who can cheer up an emo-mood Bokuto, which makes Akaashi love you all the more.

You also bake the boys cupcakes and cakes all the time, but are careful to use different alternatives to sugar and other ingredients which shouldn't be eaten in access.

You are, after all, very health conscious, and you try your best to make sure the team always feel good and healthy.

Bokuto loves carrying you around, since you're so small, and Konoho and Komi often visit your bakery too, and help you out sometimes, since managerial duties have filled your schedule.

In general, the team think so highly of their small, sweet manager, and they come up with nicknames for her related to the things she bakes, like "cupcake" or "shortcake"

It's very cute, and when you blush, they laugh and ruffle your hair, loving her more.

Very wholesome and adorable, and (similar to most Fukurodani manager fics), you're part of their family now. They'd do anything for you.

Nekoma

I think you somehow accidentally became their manager. You walk into the gym to pass some papers to the coach and he mistakes you for the person who's going to become the new manager.

“Ah, I've been expecting you!” you smile and hand him the papers and he looks confused, “you're here for the position, right?” not knowing what coach nekomata meant, you nodded and he looked satisfied. “Kuroo will show you the ropes” was all he said before ticking something off in his clipboard.

You walk over to Kuroo, and the confusion further intensifies, as you realize there's been a grave mistake, but you're too shy, and Kuroo seems to be too excited at the prospect of having a new manager. He keeps ruffling your hair and saying “You're going to have so much fun with us, y/n-chan!”

I guess I'm the Nekoma volleyball club manager now. You think quietly, trying to map out a new schedule to fit club duties and your bakery duties.

You get better acquainted with the team, and they're all so excited to have you, with the exception of a blonde boy who looked tired and frankly looked like he couldn't wait for practice to be over.

You bowed and exit the gym, running over to your beloved bakery as you frantically checked your watch. The team was puzzled at your hurried actions, and curious.

“Maybe we should—”, “no.” interrupted an uninterested Kenma. “We shall not snoop into our new manager's personal life.”

Kuroo pouted, but knew his friend was right, and walked home with him quietly.

The next day, Kai came early for practice, and since you were already there too, offered to help you understand some of your duties, when an excited Yaku ran into the gym.

He wasn't present yesterday when you officially became the manager, but he was here today, and he stopped in his tracks when he saw you. “You're from the bakery, aren't you?” asked Yaku with a look of awe.

The team was extremely impressed at having such a capable manager, who knew how to bake, manage her own store, and undertake managerial duties.

Kuroo was all the more excited, and he follows you to the bakery whenever he can, sampling the cakes and cookies, and helping you bake, all whilst singing the dorky periodic table song.

You warm up to your new team slowly but surely, and as they start becoming such a huge part of your life, you can't help but appreciate them for their individual characters and quirks.

They too, fall deeper in love with you, and go out of their way to show you they care and make you happy. Each member of the team comes by your bakery at least once a week on different days, to keep you company during the evening shift.

I also think that Kenma would try to remain cold and unbothered with you, but deep down he loves it when you stroke his hair and bake him cookies.

Lev is your baby, and he follows you around partly because you smell so nice, and partly because he's addicted to the calming vibe you have to you.

Kuroo would be so addicted to holding you close to him and sniffing you, because you smell amazing. Like lemon, and sugar, and baked goodies from your bakery, he's practically addicted.

You bake them cookies for their team games and training camps, and they love bragging to other teams about how their manager is the best, and how her cookies taste better than ones from any store.

Manager-chan just blushes quietly, grateful for that one tiny slipup, and accident which led her to become the manager of this group of crackhead angels.

Inarizaki

I might just make this a series in the upcoming future because I love this prompt so much hhhh.

You're assigned to be Suna's lab partner in class, and he's pretty glad, because you aren't one of his fangirls, and you're always so quiet and smart in class.

You grow to be close friends with Suna, because he's quiet, just like you are, and you're comfortable being yourself around him.

He realises you own a bakery one day, and ask you if he could visit, and you're more than happy to agree. You bring him to your beloved bakery after school one day, and let him sample all your cakes on display.

He's quiet about his reactions, but his eyes are expressive and he widens them after each taste, showing you how much he likes it.

He starts spending less time with the team, in favour of helping you with the bakery. The twins are obviously not happy.

“Suna, what're ya hiding from us?” groans Atsumu, with a pout. “yeah, as dumb as he is, he's right. Yer barely spending time with us afta' school anymore” says Osamu, visibly upset.

Suna just reassures them that it's nothing, and the twins, definitely not believing him, follow him after practice one day.

They see him walk into your bakery, wrap his arms around a girl, enveloping her in a hug, and then waiting by the counter. So he had a job, then?

The duo causally walked in the bakery, and Suna rolled his eyes. “I'm just helping my friend.” he said, as he gestured towards you.

The twins finally get a chance to look at you properly, and they think you're so adorable! You have a shy smile, and beautiful eyes, they can't stop staring, feeling warm and happy themselves.

“Would you like some brownies?” you ask them in a soft and mellifluous voice. “I baked them today.” and without waiting for a response, you cut them two thick slices and expected them to try. Atsumu and Osamu were still speechless, and quietly munched on the treat, their eyes not leaving your face.

“Yer adorable.” was all Atsumu managed to say, before blushing a deep shade of red. Osamu elbowed him, and bowed, thanking you for the treat.

You assured them it was alright, and refused to accept their payment. The Miya twins were now genuinely convinced they were in love. You can expect them to be so fond of you, and try to convince you a thousand times a day to be their manager.

You disagree at first, worried that it might clash with your duties at the bakery, but the twins assure you they'll help you here, and so will Suna, which finally makes you agree.

To be honest, they all just really want to spend as much time with you as they can.

You meet Kita, the day you hand in your application, and he inspects you, finally deciding that you were perfect for the job. He welcomes you to the team, and as expected, the other members fall in love with you and your shy and generous personality right away.

Suna's always there for quiet times with you, and sometimes the team finds the two of you asleep on the bleachers together, his head on your lap, before practice starts.

Osamu loves sharing recipes with you, and making you things to eat in his bento box. “Y/n-chan, I uh, I happened to have two onigiris in my bento, would you like one?” with the sweetest smile on his face.

Atsumu loves carrying you around, since you're so small, and telling you cheesy pickup lines. Although he dismisses them as jokes, he's secretly hoping you'll realise he means them all. Very protective of you too! His fangirls don't dare hurt you, in fear of him.

Kita appreciates how wonderful you are, and finds himself thinking about the way you tuck your hair behind your ears, or look so focused when you're baking something, determined to do a perfect job. It's only when he's up till three does he realise he might be in love.

Aran is always there to help you carry anything, or lessen your burden with managerial duties. Although you've assured him countless of times that it's fine, he insists on helping you with anything he possibly can!

And finally, Akagi brings out the giggly side of you, which definitely flusters all the boys. Seeing their adorable manager giggling when Akagi is telling her a funny story? Priceless.

You always bring them baked goodies during practice and allow them to visit you in the bakery anytime they want. If they're not at the gym, they're definitely at the bakery. It doesn't matter to them, as long as they're near you.

Are worried to have you follow them on training camps, but you assure them it'll be fine, and always remain their comforting and sweet manager to congratulate them after good games, and comfort them after bad ones.

Each and every one of them love you with all their heart, and dedicate all their wins to you in hopes of making you proud.

Taglist!! ~ @k-sakusa-old @osamusriceballs

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tobiosmilktea · 3 years

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hello there. my bday is around the corner and i was wondering how would random haikyuu boys celebrate it with u 💓

how the haikyuu boys will celebrate your birthday with you

a/n: my birthday is just around the corner too so this was really fun to write 🥺 i decided to do it by team bc i couldn’t pick who boys to do lmao

— karasuno

i think they’ll definitely pull some intricate plan that will go wrong one way or another

like a surprise party maybe

it was fs nishinoya and tanaka’s idea to set one up after school in the gym where they tell everyone to pretend to forget your birthday just to add that special element of surprise

but then again, guys like tsukishima and kageyama don’t need to pretend they didn’t know your birthday because they truly didn’t until hinata brought it up to them (don’t take it too personally tho lmao)

speaking of which, hinata almost spoiled the surprise for you if yachi wasn’t there to distract you 💀

despite being the second year’s idea to throw this surprise party for you, it’s primarily the third years doing all the work since tanaka and nishinoya don’t know how to organize a party for shit

poor kiyoko is actually doing all the work while daichi and asahi are putting up decorations with the help of the first years (tsukishima had to be forced tho smh)

yamaguchi and yachi seem like the types to overthink what to get you for a birthday present, probably going all out while kageyama would just buy you your favorite drink and snack from the vending machine near the gym literally five minutes before the surprise

it’s the thought that counts ig

sugawara made your cake as well with the usual message, ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N !!’

and since the surprise party was being held in the gym after practice, everyone had to hurry and clean up before setting out all the decorations. and can i just say, it’s chaotic™️

yachi had to distract you for a good ten minutes by asking you to walk all the way towards the other end of campus to ‘get something’ that didn’t exist in the first place

meanwhile in the gym, the second years were in charge of taking down the volleyball net to replace it with a badly homemade painting with tanaka’s messy ass handwriting wishing you a happy birthday

the third years and first years as mentioned before were setting up decorations, hanging up streamers, setting out balloons, and handing out party poppers

with kiyoko, takeda-sensei, and ukai set out a table for sugawara to place the cake he made for you (which it almost fell cause ennoshita bumped into him)

hinata was also on the lookout if you and yachi were nearby

and when you were, he shout so loudly that even you heard down the hall

finishing up any last minute details, the team sets out their presents for you with their party poppers in hand before shouting, “SURPRISE!!”

it’s all fun and games until nishinoya accidentally released confetti at your face by accident

he made up for it with his present though lmao

— aoba johsai

saying that seijoh probably won’t do anything as big as a surprise party is a complete lie

knowing oikawa and the moment he found out it was going to be your birthday soon, he’ll plan something more extravagant than some lame surprise party (albeit, badly planned without the help of iwa)

he’d probably rent out a party bus to drive around the city before stopping by at some random karaoke place downtown

he’ll only invite the third years and your close friends so it isn’t too big of a celebration that it doesn’t feel like it’s your own party

the best part of the night was mattsun absolutely outshining oikawa in literally everything

there was even a stripper pole in the party bus and he just started fucking around with you to pretending to make it rain on him,, it was hilarious

you love rewatching the videos you took of that night

your favorite (besides stripper matsukawa) was iwa singing a ballad for you and when i say that man has vocals i mean it

at the end of the night, all your friends got up to sing happy birthday to you on the karaoke machine

the second years would probably feel bad celebrating your birthday with you, so instead they take you out to get udon after school and just vibe

you were honestly just surprised that it was kyotani’s idea to take you out like this, not to mention the cute gift he gave you that he put a lot of thought into

meanwhile i think the first years are just too intimidated by you minus kunimi

like kindaichi knew of your birthday but he was just too scared to go up to you and wish you a happy birthday before handing you your favorite convenient store snack as a little gift

— nekoma

unlike karasuno and seijoh, the way the nekoma boys celebrate with you is definitely on the more laidback side, yet they still put effort in wishing you a happy birthday

kenma, kuroo, and yaku would definitely stay up with you the night before your birthday playing video games just to be the first ones to wish you a happy birthday the moment the clock strikes midnight

they’ll even set up a minecraft server that kenma spent hours setting up and building everything that you like with a gigantic banner made out of your favorite colors of wool saying ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY!’

the rest of the night staying up playing party games on hypixel despite having school the next day

in the morning, you’d find kenma and kuroo waiting outside your house so they can walk the birthday celebrant to school, plus they had bags in their hands to which you assume were presents for you

it was then did you realize that you were going to get more throughout the day after kuroo mentioned how he told the team that it was your birthday

there was something embarrassing and a bit cringey being showered with attention for your birthday, especially at school, but you still appreciated the team’s efforts

throughout the day, people would notice the gifts in your hands and would wish you a happy birthday, definitely causing a stir in the school when yaku, lev, and yamamoto burst into your classroom to shout happy birthday

while yamamoto is literally showering you with birthday wishes and presents, lev would give you a cute plushie of your favorite animal along with a little cake

he’d probably ask to eat it with you during lunch lmao

by the end of the day, kuroo and kenma would help you carry all the presents you received as you guys end the day off getting ramen

— fukurodani

i don’t think they’ll make a big deal out of it knowing you don’t like making a big deal out of your birthday either

the only reason why they even found out that your birthday was around the corner is because bokuto couldn’t keep his mouth shut

it played out somewhere along the lines like this: akaashi would ask you if you were free this weekend so you two could study for the upcoming math exam

bokuto was there as well when you had to ask for a raincheck on studying as your parents were forcing you to go out on a celebratory birthday dinner (as by their words, “it’s the least you could do.”)

to which bokuto literally gasps and shouts, “IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY THIS WEEKEND?” his words echoing throughout the gym and definitely catching the attention of the rest of the volleyball team

if that’s his reaction to finding out it’s your birthday soon, just imagine how shocked he would be when you tell him that you don’t really like celebrating it

akaashi would definitely understand and opted to buy you a little something for his appreciation and give it to you the following day, but bokuto wants to full on throw a party for you

“come on! it’ll just be a little get-together at the park!” he would beg

“thank you, bo, but i’m honestly fine just going out to dinner with my family.”

he would huff, planning to throw one as a surprise party instead, but akaashi immediately shoots down his idea out of respect for you

instead, bokuto would channel all that energy to giving “the best birthday gift of your life!” (end quote)

even konoha would challenge him on that just to tease him, but would still give you a well thought out gift

and yeah, it’s honestly kind of embarrassing seeing him walk into school with a box full of things you’re into including a giant owl plushie (school spirit ig??)

poor bo was outshined by yukie and kaori when they made a birthday cake for you

— shiratorizawa

lowkey i feel like shiratorizawa is definitely one of those private schools that would announce when their student’s birthdays are when they come close

like no one of the vb team would’ve found out your birthday was in a couple days if it wasn’t for that overhead announcement made by the vice principal

however, i wouldn’t think they’d make a huge deal out of it besides tendou maybe

the moment you would walk into the gymnasium, he’ll immediately wish you a happy birthday loudly before nudging ushijima to do the same

instead of one big party, you celebrated with them almost individually

tendou and ushijima both took you to the aquarium and bought you a gift that you specifically chose out cause they’d probably wouldn’t be bothered to do so without you

and then you’d go out with semi and reon to which you three just get sushi after school

lowkey i feel like they would buy literally anything you show even the tiniest amount of interest in and they’ll buy it within a snap

you literally had to stop semi from buying you anything else as he’ll end up spending all his pocket change when the sushi was enough

and unlike their upperclassman, shirabu and goshiki would probably just celebrate with you by just hanging out at your house--watching netflix, playing video games, maybe ordering some pizza

it’s pretty simple, but they’ll be there all day cause the time spent together is just really nice

— inarizaki

the twins literally cannot keep their mouths shut

the team was already pretty aware of your birthday, but they have been keeping the surprise party for you on the downlow ever since the twins proposed their idea of doing a little picnic for you

but go figure that it would be atsumu and osamu exposing their entire plan in front of you after nagging their team not to say jackshit in front of you

they’d still follow through with their plans, however, despite not being a surprise anymore

the little celebration would be held at the park, suna being in charge of the picnic blanket, kita being in charge of bringing drinks, osamu being in charge of bringing the food, and atsumu being in charge of... well,, bringing you ig

aran would arrive late only because he had to get his bday gift for you (which btw was the best one fs) as well as picking up your birthday cake with the words ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH <3′

it’s so obvious that suna was the one who ordered the cake, but it’s literally the best you have every received

overall, it’s pretty chill but you couldn’t ask for anything more knowing their efforts and how you’ve been laughing your ass off the entire time

you guys would even watch the sunset as yall sat atop a hill, taking photos to put on your stories and to post on social media

out of the hundreds of photos taken of you with your cake or aran force feeding suna food, the group photo taken exactly at golden hour was your absolute favorite

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hinatas-sunshine · 4 years

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Synopsis: Babysitting with Kuroo, Kenma, and Kageyama was not something you’d expect to be so...weird?

Genre: Fluff I think yo no se

A/N: I’m trying to fit in as much writing so I don’t seem like a dead account when my online classes start up, but I really appreciate all the love you guys continue to give me thank u KITHES 🥺❤️

Kuroo:

• Kuroo had made plans to study with you earlier last week and you agreed, your boyfriend was a really good tutor after all

• Sadly, you wouldn’t be alone due to your sister showing up with your niece asking you to babysit last minute

• And again, you agreed because you love your niece and didn’t want your sister to struggle having to find a babysitter

• So when Kuroo showed up and you had a toddler in your arms, he melted at the sight

• He greeted you with a kiss after you put your niece down and then he continued to crouch down to your nieces eye level

“Hi there kiddo!”

• Your niece hid behind your leg and peeked out to look at the giant man in front of her

“Yeah I’d hide too.”

“Y/n! :(“

• You slowly stepped aside and your niece moved with you

“Lovebug you can say hi! He’s my boyfriend! He’s nice I promise and if I’m wrong you can have some ice cream.”

• Her eyes widened at the sound of ice cream and slowly waddled up to Kuroo and waved shyly

• He gasped in excitement and waved back

“Can you tell me your name?”

• And she nodded and told him her name before he lead her to the couch and picked her up to sit with him

• Now it was your turn to melt at the sight before you went to the kitchen to grab a snack for the three of you

• You returned with two bowls of ice cream, one for you to share with your niece and one for Kuroo, only to find your boyfriend showing your niece all about Chemisty

“She’s a toddler she doesn’t know how to read yet Kuroo.”

“She likes the pictures!”

• He showed her a bunch of cool things in his chemistry text book and her eyes sparkled with curiosity ignoring the ice cream you brought out

“A-Am I being replaced?”

“Uncle Ku!”

“Yes you are!”

• You giggled slightly as he picked her up and placed her on his shoulders, talking about all her favorite princess and how much she liked the stars

• You snapped a cute picture and ate ice cream feeding her some as she continued holding onto your rooster haired boyfriend

• Soon enough her eyes started closing and her blinking became slower as she fell asleep on your boyfriends shoulders

“Is she asleep?”

“Yeah, you’re so boring you put her to sleep Kuroo.”

• He pouted before placing her on the couch and draping his red Nekoma jacket over her

“She called me uncle ku. 🥺”

“Because you’re old. 🥺”

• You two laughed and whispered trying to let your niece sleep

• Your sister came in to pick up your niece and thanked you and Kuroo as she lifted her child up who woke up lazily due to the sudden movement

“Bye auntie y/n, bye uncle ku, you’re the coolest.” She rubbed her eyes

• Your sister laughed and said her goodbyes saying she PROMISED her daughter will be back soon to which Kuroo was excited to hear

• Once your sister was out the door Kuroo exploded

“She said I’m cool!”

• You giggled, getting on your tippy toes to kiss his nose

“You are cool!”

“Now I want one-“

“No ❤️”

• He definitely made a PowerPoint to explain why you two should have a kid - slide one: to have someone to call him cool

Kenma:

• You often found yourself babysitting as an side job during summer break

• When Kenma made plans to hang out with you he didn’t expect to see you on the floor with a toddler across from you

• He walked right back out of your house 😃

“Kenma!”

• He sighed and walked back in as you held the toddlers hand and had the other on your hip

• The little boy looked at Kenma with wide eyes and walked over to him

“What’s it doing? Why is it coming over to me?”

• You laughed scooped the little boy in your arms walking over to Kenma who looked scared for his life

“Say hi!”

• The little boy reached out for Kenma who looked at you and then the kid

“He wants you to hold him.”

“I don’t want to hold that.”

“Kenma!”

• He then sighed and took the boy in his arms, you snapped a quick picture at the two, who were looking at each other

The toddler: 😃

Kenma: 😐

• You laughed before sending it to Kuroo who had a field day with it by the way

• After you put your phone in your pocket you looked up to see Kenma trying to talk to the tiny boy

“Do you like video games?”

“....”

“Do you like animal crossing?”

“....”

• Kenma handed him back over and shrugged

“I couldn’t do anything.”

• You laughed and lead your boyfriend to the living room who automatically sat down and pulled out his switch to play animal crossing

• The tiny boy gasped in your arms and reached out for Kenma again who looked up and shrugged taking the tinier boy in his lap

• The two played on the switch for a little, Kenma making commentary about the game

“Yeah I don’t like him either.”

• You looked over to see the tiny boy slapping the screen and Kenma nodding as if he was agreeing with him

• Kenma slowly warmed up to the smaller boy and let him play with his switch for a few minutes before you brought out some fruit for the baby boy to munch on

• Kenma stole some of his fruit

• The little boy began falling asleep with some strawberry in his mouth and nodding off on the table before you picked him up and wiped his hands and face clean to lay him on the couch to sleep comfortably

Kenma: Must be nice, Y/n doesn’t treat me like that

Y/n: Yeah cause Kuroo does

Kenma: Not the same

• You spent time cuddling Kenma who played animal crossing and you scrolling through social media before joining him on animal crossing too

• When the toddler woke up crying Kenma was the equivalent to the caveman spongebob meme

• He was shook he didn’t think it could do that

“What’s wrong with it?”

“HE is just waking up, it’s okay.”

• You helped the boy calm down, his little sniffles leaving his nose before making you put him down and waddling over to Kenma

• Kenma gave a small smile and picked him up setting him on his lap again and then continuing gaming until the little boys mom came to pick him up

• You two said bye before the little boy ran to Kenma and hugged his leg and running back to his mom

Y/n: Does this mean you’ll babysit with me more?

Kenma: No, but I’ll come over only if it’s that one

• The next time at practice Kuroo wouldn’t stop showing everyone the picture you sent him and now you have to beat Kuroo up Bc Kenma said he won’t babysit with you anymore because he’s embarrassed

Kageyama:

• When you got a call from your boyfriend you realized something was off

• Mainly because he screamed through the phone asking you to hurry and come over

• Worry filled your body as you ran to Kageyama’s house and reaching the door throwing it open and panting

• Kageyama sat criss cross with a baby in his hands, holding it at arms length

“Tobio-Kun I thought you were- d- holy crap I’m out of breath...”

• You took in a deep breath

“I THOUGHT YOU WERE DYING!”

“I am dead if something happens to this thing!”

• Kageyama then explained that his aunt had dropped off his baby cousin and his mom was out at the store so he was in charge

• You scooped the baby into your arms cooing and rubbing noses with her, she happily giggled and Kageyama fell back with a sigh of relief

“Thank god you came, I was ready to just leave it on the couch and let it sit there but it started crying.”

• You glared daggers at your boyfriend and sat next to him

“SHE is a calm baby, she just needs attention.”

• The baby girl babbled and held onto Kageyama’s finger to which he tried to pull back but she had a death grip on

• He started panicking again, but you gave him a kiss and reassured him he’ll be fine

“So... can it- I mean she- play volleyball?”

“Kageyama she can’t even walk yet?”

• he sighed before resting his chin in the palm of his hand

“So what do we do with her?”

“Take care of her? What else would you do with babies?”

“I don’t know I’ve never met one.”

• you spent a few hours taking care of the baby and bouncing her around to keep her entertained

• Kageyama would be lying if he said his stomach wasn’t doing flips and you looked like you could be a perfect mother one day

• You finally handed her to him and taught him how to hold her, and he did his best although he was extremely nervous

• You took a picture to send to his team mates

• Everyone was in aw except Tsukki who went on about how the King looked terrified

• You then prepared to give her, her bottle and he said he wanted to do it and you smiled handing the bottle to him for her have her milk

“So all the do is drink milk, get attention from you and sleep? I want that type of life.”

• You laughed at your boyfriend only to notice the little girl was almost done and you took her to burp her, he just watched and you two played with her a few more minutes before it was her nap time

• You were putting her to sleep when Kageyama’s mom walked in

“Oh thank god he called you, knowing him he would’ve left her on the couch and not looked back.”

• You laughed lightly at your boyfriends face that was now a deep red.

• His mom happily took the baby and continued to care for her while you and Kageyama walked to his room

• He lied down and mumbled something about how exhausting it was and you laughed crawling next to him as he wrapped his arms around you

“You’d be a good mom one day.”

• You smiled and looked at him, his cheeks a deep red and all you did was kiss him softly

• He smiled into the kiss before pulling away and cuddling his face into your neck

• You stroked his hair and kissed the side of his head

“Never call our child an it or I’ll kill you Tobio my love.”

• He laughed and lifted his head up to press another soft kiss on your lips

“Well you’ll for sure kill me multiple times because I can’t care for a kid to save my life.”

• You laughed and he picked up his phone to check it

“Why is everyone calling me Daddyama?”

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mackjlee9 · 3 years

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Omega!Kuroo Tetsuro x Alpha!Male!Reader [Smut]

!Omegaverse AU!

Masterlist

Haikyuu!!

Requested by _arisssh on Wattpad.

My eyes were focused on every single movement of the volleyball. As Nekoma's manager, it was my job to help them improve and point out some things that might need change, also writing down some notes that show how their performance has improved. And they seemed to be doing pretty well so far.

Well, we don't count Lev. He was improving, like really quickly, but... he still misses Kenma's tosses nine times out of ten, and the poor setter was getting mad with the tall male.

"Lev!" I called him right when it was his turn to serve, "Come'er," I made him change with Kai and he walked out of the court with a defeated expression on his face. I just chuckled softly and made him sit next to me. "You're gonna practice with me later, now sit here and watch."

The rest of the match went by smoothly, Kenma was a bit more calm right now so that was good, Yaku was helping Shibayama with his receives and I decided to practice with Lev. I dragged him to the court and called out for somebody to help me. Yamamoto was the only one to approach us, he threw the ball up to me and I tossed it at Lev, he barely missed it.

I kept helping Lev practice until Kuroo's voice echoed in the gym. He was panting and sweating profusely, but I didn't pay him that much attention, he moved a lot during the match so I assumed that he was tired.

"Let's end... practice here, we gotta get up... early tomorrow." He announces between ragged breaths as he grabbed his towel to dry the sweat off his face. I saw him walk to his sports bag and take out the gym key, tossing it to Kai who already said he was gonna stay a while longer.

He walked out of the gym, stumbling a bit, but he steadied himself quickly and walked out. I noticed Kuroo was the only one who left, and everyone was staring at him curiously.

For now, the rest practiced on their own or in small groups, and I dragged Kenma with me before he could go to grab his portable console. We discussed some "plays" for tomorrow, while we heard Taketora yelling at Lev for whatever reason.

Everyone stayed for another hour or so until Kai told us we should go home and rest, save energy for tomorrow. We left together, talking about trivial stuff until we had to part ways eventually, I stayed with Kenma, since we lived in the same direction, and then I walked my way home.

I took a shower and ate dinner by myself, profusely hating the silence around the house, but I got used to it by now. Already in bed, I closed my eyes and fell asleep without even realizing it.

But the moment I woke, something wasn't right. Something was off. I sat up and checked the hour on my phone, there was still an hour left before my alarm would go off, and then my phone started vibrating in my hand, an incoming call from Kuroo.

I picked up his call, wondering what happened and getting worried about him, he was still my boyfriend after all. Ragged breaths were the only thing I heard when my phone was next to my ear, he was gasping for air, struggling to let out words, and I instantly knew what was wrong.

I struggled myself, trying to think of the day, the number, what...

His heat started yesterday and I... didn't even notice. I got up from the bed and rushed to my closet, picking up a change of clothes and putting them inside a spare backpack, all the while supporting my phone between my cheek and shoulder. I talked to Tetsuro, telling them that everything is gonna be fine and that I'll be there in a couple of minutes.

He mumbled a "Hurry, (M/n)..." and hung up.

I brushed my teeth as fast as I could and changed out of my pajamas. I grabbed my sports bag, filled with towels, empty bottles, and everything the team would need, and the extra backpack with extra clothes for Tetsuro.

His heat wouldn't just end with a single round of sex, and we couldn't have sex all day today, so I'll just buy him more suppressants and give him my clothes.

I ran out of my house after I made sure I wasn't forgetting something and headed over to Tetsuro's house. On my way there, I texted the group chat that 'Kuroo and I would be a little late, sorry, guys.' I got a call from Kai, who was also awake at this hour and I told him what was happening, he understood and hung up.

Already outside of Tetsuro's house, I struggle to regain my breath and I messaged him that I was outside. He replied by saying that he was home alone and the backyard door was opened. I walked all the way to the back of the house, and slid the back door open, placing the bags next to the couch after I closed the door.

I considered giving Tetsuro the suppressants first, but when I took my time to think I realized where I was. I'm in my boyfriend's house... who is an omega and... he's in heat.

A single breath of his scent was enough to make me involuntarily release my pheromones. I swallowed and headed upstairs to Tetsuro's bedroom.

His door was wide open and he was laying on his bed, panting and squirming around, sweating profusely. His scent clouded my senses immediately, but I held my breath the best I could. I walked in quietly, and I sat down next to him on the bed.

Tetsuro turned to look at me and his arms wrapped around me, pressing his face on my chest, that was when I noticed that he was naked under the bedsheet. I stroked his hair slowly, feeling the heat rising inside my body. Tetsuro started to let out soft, needy whines, as he shifted his body on the bed, struggling to sit on my lap, but I held him by the waist, preventing him from doing so -because otherwise, I would've lost control-.

"Wait, Tetsu, I got you suppressants for your heat... we have to leave for the hotel today." He groaned and tried to sit on me again, but his body was weakened by the heat, so he just rested his body against mine.

I waited a bit before I tried to get up so I could get his suppressants, but a sudden pleasurable feeling made my body shake. When I looked down, I saw that Tetsuro was rubbing my semi-erected dick over my pants, making me groan softly.

"Ev-even of y-you said that... yo-your body d-doesn't seem... to agree w-with you, (M/n)." His scent somehow got stronger, his body rubbing on mine while his hand kept stroking my cock, putting more pressure and going faster.

I wanted to stop him, but before I got the chance to, Tetsuro was already on top of me and I was laying on my back. He started to grind his hips on mine, leaning down to kiss me as his hands pulled my hard cock out of its confinement.

"Te-tetsu... just w-wait a second-," he bit my bottom lip and tugged on it with his teeth, shifting his body to align his wet, dripping entrance with my dick. "Co-condom..." I gripped his hip before he could go any further.

I wanted to push him back, make him take his suppressants, and calm his heat, but I also wanted to throw him on the bed and fuck him raw... possibly getting him pregnant too, but that was just the alpha instinct in the presence of an omega in heat. So basically... I didn't know what I actually wanted, so I just played along with what Tetsuro was doing.

"I already took the pill, so... you have no excuses, (M/n)." He pressed his body on mine, our lips connecting and our tongues intertwining. Tetsuro started to push his hips down, my cock entering him inch by inch at an agonizing pace.

He was moaning against my mouth, his hands desperately gripping my shirt as his hips trembled, his own erection twitching as it dripped pre-cum out of the slit. And I knew how wet he was because my clothes were getting wet and sticky, so I push him back slightly, took off my shirt, and sat on the bed, wrapping my arms around his waist and I held his body close.

With this position, Tetsuro's body weight was completely on me, fully pushing my cock inside of him, and making him whimper. His long legs wrapped around my hips, his arms holding me desperately as he scratched my back, moaning in my ear, asking me to move.

With ease, I lifted his body, and I pushed him down again, gaining speed fairly quickly and ravishing his insides from the start.

He might be in heat and the slick might make penetration way easier than usual, but that doesn't make him less tight, my fucking god I'll go crazy.

Tetsuro began bouncing kind of on his own, his trembling thighs struggling to keep up with the pace, so I just turned us around and made him lay on the bed. I spread his legs apart and moved in and out of him slowly, teasing him as I reached his prostate with every deep thrust.

Whimpers escaped his mouth, cries of my name coming out breathlessly as tears gathered in his eyes. He stared into my eyes, and I leaned down to kiss him, starting to thrust a bit faster now. Tetsuro moaned and whimpered, scratching the skin of my back with his nails and holding me close by the hips with his legs.

His back arched a couple of times, pressing his chest against mine, his body shaking every time I hit his prostate.

"(M/n-n), I-I'm gonna... cum already," I clenched my jaw as I thought that I wasn't even close yet, but I didn't want to hurt Tetsuro or leave him too tired, so I just held the base of his dick with a slight tight hold, making him wince.

"Just hold it a bit longer, Tetsu..."

I sped up my hips as fast as I could, our skins slapping together as I reached deep inside of him, I straightened my back and held his thigh, gripping his soft flesh and rubbing it slowly.

Tetsuro's hands landed on each side of his head, gripping the pillow as his back arched, letting out loud moans that echoed off the wall of the bedroom. He tried to say something, but the sounds coming out of him didn't let him.

And even then, he didn't have to say anything, his dick was oozing so much pre-cum, he obviously wanted to cum, and I was getting closer too.

As my hips were growing tired and my thrusts were turning sloppy, Tetsuro's body convulsed on the bed, his body squirming on the bed as his entire body twitched every couple of seconds. His eyes were unfocused and glossy, tears falling down his face as his mouth opened, gasping for air.

I slid my hand up his waist, gripping his flesh and making him look at me with his beautiful yellow eyes, he bit his lips and clenched around me, moving his hips against mine. I started to thrust into him again, pushing deep inside of him until I was able to see a tiny bulge appear in his lower abdomen.

Fuck, that was way more erotic than it should've been.

With a few grunts and moans, I gripped his body tightly, pushing my entire cock inside of him and filling him up with my cum, staring at how he came on himself again. Slowly, I started to pull out, seeing my semen coming out. I felt embarrassment fill my body, but when I looked up at Tetsuro so I could apologize for coming inside, he was asleep again.

Well, his pheromones weren't as strong as before, so that's good.

I fixed my clothes and debated if I should wear my pre-cum stained shirt, but I decided to go wash it and wear something of Tetsuro's. I grabbed the suppressant and left him the extra clothing I brought for him on his desk chair. I cleaned his body as gently and carefully as I could, wiping his sweat and getting my cum out of him.

I stayed next to him, letting him sleep longer since I knew he probably didn't even sleep at all, and I waited for him to woke up.

But when he did, we were going to be late if we didn't hurry up, so I helped him get dressed and I carried him on my back, since he claimed that his lower back hurt a bit and I had to take responsibility for that... even though I wasn't the one who... nevermind, I'll just keep walking to school.

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sugakuns · 4 years

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★彡 nekomum — day one

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ: meeting the team

ᴀ/ɴ: despite the name, this story will be gender neutral, the name mother just describes your motherly tendencies

ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ & ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ

“Kenma-san I’m not sure about this” Your bottom lip reddens beneath your teeth, anxiously chewing at the flesh as your classmate and childhood friend drags you by the cuff of your blazer sleeve to the gym. The busy hallways filled with bustling students and hurried teachers doesn’t help the little void of anxiousness at the bottom of your stomach. Kenma sighs, hair tousling as he snaps his head around and drops his grip, eyes boring into your own as he begins to speak.

“I’ve known you for years (y/n), do you really think I’d bring you here or even ask you to be the manager if I thought that the team would mistreat you?” He deadpans, giving you a incredulous look, blinking slowly as he continues “Plus Kuroo is here, if you can even count that as a plus..” he trails off, sluggishly turning back around to push open the gym doors.

Even before the doors had opened you could hear the chaos of shouting, shoes squeaking against the polished floors and the occasional sound of a ball ricocheting throughout the building, but now with the sound amplified by a tenfold, the pit in your stomach deepened.

Originally, you weren’t that nervous because you already know two out of the team and if Kenma hadn’t of told you the only threat you’d have was Lev accidentally stepping on you was the only thing you had to worry about..maybe you would feel fine. If this Lev guy is a first year, then how tall will he get?

“Oya? (y/n) really came” Kuroo speaks slyly, almost sauntering over to you with that stupid smirk on his face. He slings an arm around your neck, physically pulling you over to the team who were looking at you curiously. There were a few familiar faces - primarily the..hopeless romantic who you had caught looking at you in the hallways. He wasn’t in your class but because of schedules overlapping you passed by him often.

Kai stands out because you have had previous interactions with him. The kind third year accidentally knocked your books out of your arms when you were late to class a few months back. Knowing his kind nature, the pit in your stomach ceased to exist as you looked over the team. The team don’t look harmless - maybe the boy with the dyed mohawk would be your biggest threat - and if Kai, Kuroo and Kenma were here then it would be fine, right? Well, that was your mentality before a blubbering, brazen half-Russian boy came stumbling in with a puppy like look on his face.

“I came as fast as I could!” He exclaims, a dumb look resting on his face. Kuroo exhale dramatically, chest rumbling against your arm as he starts the berate the first year. It’s cute. He acts like a scolded puppy; imaginary tail between his legs and he shows off his biggest puppy eyes.

Lev spews apologies for his tardiness, explaining that his classroom had been moved today to one of the furthest buildings in the school. Kuroo continues his lecture to feed his own ego, seemingly showing off his power at captain to you.

“Kuroo, stop showing off” Kenma speaks softly, but the tone of his words is sharp. Kuroo deflates as Yaku begins to snicker at him, eyes downcasting as he sighs.

“Kenma why must you take away my fun?” He asks rhetorically as he slumps his shoulders, ignoring the fact that Lev was now off frolicking around the gym as he intertains the other first years. You watch with a weary expression.

Lev Haiba is largely known around the school for probably being the tallest person to grace the hallways. You’ve heard others call him reckless and frankly.. clumsy, but he is a gentle giant. That helps your nerves but at the same time, why was he so tall?

“Okay!” Kuroo claps his hands to grab the attention of his teammates “This is our new manager! Their name is (l/n) (y/n) and I better not catch you making love-eyes at them!” Perhaps Kuroo’s tone was what was scary, but Kenma’s almost murderous glare was enough to have the team shaking automatically.

��Yes captain”

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lizbotw · 4 years

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Oikawa, Akaashi, Kuroo, Kenma, and Nishinoya With a S/O that Has a RBF and Can Be Moody

Anonymous said:

Hi! Can you do Oikawa, Akaashi, Kuroo, Kenma, and Noya with an S/o that has a resting bitch face and gives off a strong “dont talk to me” aura when moody or tired?

hey! these took me a while to finish so i hope you like them ♡

Oikawa Tooru

He’s used to people praising his personality, all sweet words and thoughtful gifts. What he wasn’t used to was someone other than Iwaizumi blowing a fuse in response to his actions, especially if it was over something miniscule.

You had forgotten your water bottle in the gym after your daily P.E. class, but with your lunch period having already passed, you had no choice but to wait until the end of the school day to go pick it up, lest you get scolded by a teacher for “skipping class” and going to do something deemed “unnecessary” during their precious class time.

And so you impatiently waited out the last few classes of the afternoon before you hurried to the gym, hoping that no one had moved your bottle. (If you had to go run to the lost and found because someone had placed it there, you swore you would just about scream—you were tired and wanted to go home, plus the extra time spent going on a wild goose chase for the object meant you might actually miss your ride home if you didn’t hurry).

You shoved open the gym doors unceremoniously—after-school sports clubs were already gathering in the room for their pre-practice warmups—and you kept your eyes focused on the area in front of you, wanting to get in and out quickly.

You squinted a little at the familiar shape in your line of sight. Ah! There it is. In the distance you could make out your water bottle resting upon the same bench you had left it on, and you jogged over to it, swooping it up and slinging your backpack down and off of your shoulders in one movement. Your bag landed on the bench with a thump and the hiss of the zipper when you tugged the main compartment of the bag open were all you were focused on.

While you were shoving around a few books in your bag, trying to make room to squeeze the water bottle in, you failed to notice the intense stare you had earned from one of the very sports players you had ignored on your way in.

“Hey! Can I help you?” A chipper, smooth voice was the culprit.

You whirled around at the sound, water bottle half shoved into your already overcrowded bag.

Just your luck. The infamously chatty Oikawa Tooru had been the one to seek your company the one time you were actually in a rush. Resident pretty boy and captain of the volleyball team—of course you knew who he was.

His smile was charming and even in his normal workout clothes, you had to admit he still looked good.

And you also had to admit that while any other day this would have been a great conversation to have, right now you were so over it.

You ignored his attempt at conversation and focused on finishing up here and leaving, turning back to your bag and silently praying for the water bottle to just go in.

He was taken aback by your lack of response, but, never one to give up, he tried again.

Next to you on the bench, he gently placed down the small towel he had slung over one shoulder, along with his own water bottle, looking at you out of the corner of his eye as he set them down—he kept his grin on, although it was beginning to waver at your lack of reaction.

“This is the volleyball bench, so that’s why I was wondering if you needed something. We don’t usually let people stay and watch us practice, but you know, I’m feeling generous today so if you want to-”

You straightened up, backpack now firmly placed over your shoulders and water bottle secure inside. Your eyebrows had furrowed into an annoyed expression out of habit and thus an involuntarily glare was given to the captain. “Yeah, no thanks. I’ve got to go,” you mumbled, barely feeling like talking—seriously, how could someone have so much energy after school?

Oikawa watched as you left the same way you had come, confused and slightly appalled by your behavior. It took Iwaizumi giving him a firm punch to the arm and an order to “get back to stretching, dumbass, I’m not dealing with you pulling a muscle later and whining, I fucking swear,” to get him to go back to work.

Your interactions were minimal much of the time, but as though fate drew you together, you found yourself having many more similar interactions with the captain, much to your dismay. You didn’t hate him per say, but you definitely couldn’t stand his radiant, flirty personality when you already felt half-asleep after a long day.

First it was your friend leaving their water bottle in the same place you had and them begging you to go get it and give it to them first thing when you saw each other tomorrow because they had to go home right after school today for some reason.

Next it was someone forgetting their phone and you offering to go get it because they had done you a favor that one time a few weeks ago and you wanted to return it.

Then it was a whole textbook (what are you even doing with a textbook in the gym anyway?).

The cycle went on and on, and each and every time Oikawa was there, you used to his cliche conversation starters by now. It became a sort of routine, a game, and when your brain was clear from the throes of sleepiness later, you would mull over the interactions and realize that you actually enjoyed them.

It was quite the shock for Oikawa when he ran into you during lunch one day and you were bubblier than he had ever seen you (you were still filled with energy after a long night’s rest and school hadn’t sapped all of your vibrancy for the day just yet—plus you were excited that it was lunchtime), even being greeting him enthusiastically with a “Hey, Oikawa!” and waving to him when he had called out to you (he expected you to ignore him so he was frozen in shock for a moment at your display).

At some point, lunchtime hangouts between the two of you became the new routine, and from there the routines slowly continued to change and evolve until you two were miraculously dating. (The new routine was now stopping by the gym after school, even if you hadn’t forgotten anything there, to give him a goodbye kiss and a “Good luck with practice, babe!” before you headed home. The alternative routine was that you finally took up that offer he had made on that very first day about you staying to watch practice, and afterwards he would walk you home, you two stopping in a convenience store to buy ice cream before you got far. You both seemed the enjoy the latter a lot more.)

Oikawa, observant as he is, figured out that you become “pouty” when you were tired (you were sitting on his bed and doing homework with him when he announced that as though it was some sort of profound realization, and you hit him overhead with a pillow because why did you just described it like that, Tooru???).

He’s pretty good about giving you space when you need it, although most of the time, even if you’re sleepy or upset and don’t want to deal with anyone, he’s still liberal with the affection he gives you, knowing that you secretly love the attention. He just has to look past your sharp words to see what you really want and at this point you’re pretty sure he’s a mind reader.

When you’re not feeling tired and overworked, he knows you can actually be pretty sweet, so if he sees you staring off into the distance, your not-so-neutral resting face on, he’ll absolutely annoy the hell out of you because once you crack that million dollar smile? He’s done for (but he likes the pain of his heart beating wildly around you so it’s okay).

He’s just an absolute sucker for how angry you look most of the time but how you’re simultaneously the most supportive person he’s ever met underneath it all (in some ways it reminds him of Iwaizumi, although you’re less… prickly than Iwa seems to be much of the time; that and you don’t throw volleyballs at his head whenever he messes up a play during practice—most of the time that is).

Akaashi Keiji

The literal calmest couple ever that simply likes to stick to themselves—that’s the initial impression many have of you two.

That couldn’t be further from the truth though. Despite your outward appearance, you were quick to crack smiles around just about anyone (you got along well with Bokuto for this very reason), and Akaashi had proven to be unexpectedly playful at times as well (it was mostly around you and his team though, so that side of him was relatively unknown).

Akaashi wasn’t put off by how you appeared at all—that sort of thing didn’t really matter to him—and the faithful pairing up of you two together for a group project finally gave you the opportunity to talk.

He’s generally good with dealing with just about anyone, so while he was surprised once you started talking his ear off about the project, outwardly he didn’t so much as bat an eye, simply listening to you ramble on and responding when appropriate.

Once you two are together, quiet evenings become common, you most likely laying on his chest and scrolling through your phone while he holds a book above his head, the only noise being the flipping of the pages. Evenings like those are exactly what you need when you’re feeling overworked and want to snap at just about everything, and Akaashi is quick to soothe you—with even just a few words from him you can already feel yourself feeling better.

He secretly takes pride in the fact that others may look at your moodiness and intimidating appearance and shy away, meanwhile he’s able to actually understand you (also he has experience with Bokuto so literally just hit him with all you’ve got).

Together you two can seem pretty intimidating and unapproachable, but you also look cool as hell walking through the hallways side by side so it’s a necessary sacrifice.

Akaashi picked up the habit of taking pictures of you when you’re not looking because you look amazing with your neutral face and fierce expression, but also when you’re joking freely with him, eyes screwed shut and mouth open as laughter spills out, you’re simply stunning. He likes the duality and sees something poetic in it because of course he does.

He loves looking through his camera roll sometimes and just scrolling and seeing you simply minding your own business and looking out the window in one picture, but then getting up to all sorts of trouble in the name of fun in the next.

He’d probably be embarrassed if you found out, although he quickly realized that he also likes to show you the pictures sometimes so you can see yourself exactly how he sees you, and you have to admit that some of the shots are breathtaking with how he seems to capture you in the perfect way (the lightning, background, and of course you all look amazing because he’s Akaashi and to him every detail should be just right, especially if it involves you) and when the pictures are paired together with the others, the contrast jumps out and you have to smile at that.

Kuroo Tetsurou

A mostly empty hallway, the two of you being the only ones there, was where it all started. An entire open hallway and of course, he still managed to bump into you somehow. (To be fair, you were tapping away on your phone, complaining to your friend over text about how you just wanted to go home already and take a nap because the test last period had been exhausting, and not paying attention to where you were going at all).

To his credit, he was quick to apologize, turning over his shoulder so you would catch his words, seeing as you two were walking in opposite directions. “Ah… sorry, I guess I wasn’t paying attention.” A light chuckle on the end tied up the apology nicely by adding a charming casualness to it.

You looked up from your phone with an annoyed expression, eyes narrowed, and sighed to yourself before you turned around to reply to him. “Maybe work on that next time,” you snapped. You were clearly exasperated and Kuroo was left blinking in bewilderment at the interaction.

You two were in the same class and although you knew of each other, you weren’t exactly friends—more like acquaintances, although Kuroo was wondering if he had missed the memo on when that title had switched to sworn enemies.

He decided to test this theory and tentatively bid you “good morning” when he got to class the next day. He had almost chickened out because you looked absolutely terrifying, almost as though you were going to bite whoever so much as glanced in your general direction.

Although you seemed confused at first at the fact that he was even talking to you, you gave a small, “Good morning?” back. (It came out as more of a question, but you know what? He’ll take it.)

Okay, so… you didn’t hate him? Or at least not as much it seemed?

And so Kuroo kept this up, always the first one to say “good morning” to you each day—it was sort of like a science experiment, him trying to gauge what you thought about him and test out his hypothesis (the mystery of that interaction in the hallway is what kept him at it, even as silly as it seemed).

You asked him at one point why he suddenly started talking to you and he quickly deflected the question, afraid you would catch onto his little research experiment, even as outlandish the possibility of that happening was.

Those were the first few interactions you two had and even now when Kuroo looks back on it he has secondhand embarrassment for his past self—what was he even doing?

Nowadays, now that you’re finally dating, he doesn’t question your moodiness, knowing that everyone has off days. He has also finally figured out that you two were never sworn enemies in the first place (although he thinks that this love story would have been way more interesting if that had been the case).

Whenever you’re staring off and looking serious, Kuroo loves to pinch your cheeks to snap you back to reality and even as often as he does it, you fall for it every time and honestly he can deal with the death glare you give him because then the small smile you can’t conceal comes out right afterwards (what he can’t deal with though is you withholding kisses from him because you said he didn’t deserve them after pinching you three times in the span of two hours, so after that one time you learned that that punishment was horribly ineffective because so clingy throughout it).

If you’re looking tired, simply down on your luck and annoyed at life, he doesn’t let it affect him and knows not to take it personally, slipping you a cup of tea to help you calm down and clear your mind, and sitting across from you at the kitchen table and watching you as you sip at the drink, ready to talk whenever you want. His affection is quiet in those moments, but you welcome it as much as you do his grand gestures of love—he always brings each type of support out at just the right moment and you find it hilarious that he had ever thought that you could hate him (you could never, not when he was like this).

Kenma Kozume

The fact that the first impression he had of you was that you weren’t in-his-face hyper was jarring enough—he was used to his teammates and their high energy shenanigans, so you were an anomaly in his eyes.

He wouldn’t exactly make a first move, or at least not for a while, but in class when he’s bored, head in his palm, elbow on the table, and drumming his pen against his desk absentmindedly, he would watch you out of the corner of his eye.

You confused him. You had tons of friends, Kenma knew that much about you, and he always overheard people talking about how much fun you were to talk to, yet here he saw none of that rumored playfulness. You were stone-faced as the teacher droned on, rigid in your movements as you copied down the notes from the board robotically.

Watching you write reminded him that he should probably do the same, but even as he went back to trying to focus on that day’s lesson and stared down at his notebook, you stayed on his mind.

He knew that not everyone always outwardly showed their entire personalities, but he had been watching you for what felt like forever and you never so much as cracked a smile. Surely that was unusual?

Kenma found himself itching to just walk up to you and say something—he hated not being in the know and… you seemed approachable enough. Even when he came to the conclusion to stir up a casual conversation with you to finally put his mind at rest, he was still surprised with himself when he actually did it.

He was even more surprised when you instantly brightened up when he talked to you, polite in your responses, yet not stiflingly so, the conversation flowing easily as you two jumped from one topic to another—he wasn’t even exactly sure what you two discussed, just that the words kept flowing out of him as he followed your lead, and for some reason he didn’t want it to end.

He’s not sure how it happened, but that one time conversation soon turned into multiple conversations and he found himself getting strangely attached to you, your excitable personality growing on him as time passed.

Kenma found it endearing how you could be upbeat and ready for an adventure most of the time, but that those times when you simply got tired or weren’t in the mood, you were the complete opposite, either wanting to talk to no one, or claiming that you wanted to talk to no one and secretly actually wanting someone to let you rest your head on their shoulder and just hold you (that’s what he was there for).

If he can tell you’re not in the mood to socialize, he won’t force you to do anything or talk about it if you don’t want to. He’s good at picking up the little cues you put out and you love him all the more for it.

Kenma knows what it feels like to just want some alone time, so it’s common for you two to just hang on in one of your bedrooms on weekends, each of you doing your own thing and not bothering one another. Sometimes one of you will just get up and move closer to the other person, cuddling up under their arm, and no words will be exchanged the entire time. (If you’re sitting between his legs while he plays a video game, he likes to lean down and give you a quick kiss on the forehead whenever he feels like it—come on, you’re right there, how could he possibly resist?)

Nishinoya Yuu

He’s used to Kiyoko outright ignoring him, and even any harsh words from her have him running to go tell Tanaka the “good news” about their latest interaction, so he wouldn’t be put off by your seemingly cold demeanor at all. In fact, he may be even more intrigued. He likes the chase after all.

You were sitting in class one day during a break, spacing off and simply watching your other classmates mingle around the room, and Nishinoya saw this as the perfect opportunity to talk to you, bounding over to you with a spring in his step.

He leaned down close to you, a mischievous smirk matching the playful lilt in his voice. “Hey, (Y/N)-”

He stopped short though when you turned to him smiling and returned the greeting without missing a beat. Wait, what?

In class you always looked bored out of your mind, or just plain angry to be here, unamused look in your eyes and the corners of your mouth downturned. He hadn’t seen you out of the classroom that much, or if he had, you had never been with your friends (so he had missed all the times when you joked around with them), either standing in the hallway alone waiting for someone and on your phone, or walking out of the school after class to head home and looking like you would absolutely fight anyone who prevented you from doing so. Even during group work in class, you were closed off—you had spoken the bare minimum during the majority of that one time that he had been paired up with you.

But now? You were a literal ray of sunshine. Nishinoya blinked at the sight, eyes wide, like a deer caught in headlights—and then a giant grin spread across his face. He liked this.

His constant high energy is a great contrast to your sometimes “just done with everything” appearance (also school was absolutely tiring, so it was more likely to catch you in one of your sleepy, unenthusiastic phases than not during particularly high stress weeks).

He’s amazing at dealing with the times you just don’t want to interact with anyone besides him, never forcing you to speak if you’re tired and instead filling up the empty space in the air with his own words while you lean against his chest, you two on his couch and watching a movie during the weekend.

He thinks you’re absolutely badass and the fact that people are easily intimidated by you at first glance is just awesome to him like yes! That’s his baby right there! You should be scared! (But then, of course, people come to realize you’re actually a giant teddy bear inside.) He may or may not ask you to give Asahi some confidence pointers because you both can give off the same energy at times.

Even when you’re in a bad mood, Nishinoya is as vibrant as ever and has an infinite amount of energy and love to devote to you. Sit down with him and just vent all of your frustrations and he’ll make you feel better about everything, hyping you up if you display any sort of worries, and actually racking his brain for solutions to your problems if you ask for his opinion on what you should do (it’s adorable when he sits there with his thinking face on, going full on serious boyfriend mode).

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writerofthecourt · 4 years

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the secretary

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x reader

summary: you arrive at your husband’s workplace to deliver the papers he needs for a very important presentation. unfortunately, the only thing standing between you and this goal is his secretary

warning: slight time skip spoilers

a/n: this is such a cliché, but it doesn’t mean that i love it any less. is kuroo actually so high up there in position that he gets his own secretary? who knows, but i hope you guys enjoy

EDIT: reupload (tumblr, please stop deleting me from the tags)

The building in front of you stood tall and menacingly, its shining windows indicative of the building’s well-kept and professional status. Men and women dressed in suits could be seen walking around the lobby, with some hurrying to and from various cramped elevators, all in an effort to make it to their next meetings. You were beginning to think that you were a bit underdressed with your large hoodie and sweatpants…

Your attention was soon redirected when you felt the baby strapped against your chest wiggle in excitement at all the new and foreign sights around him. Tatsuya was only fourteen months old, but he was smart enough to recognize that the setting around him was not the usual park or grocery store that you would take him to, so all of this could only mean one thing: a new adventure!

“Tatsuya,” you giggled at your son’s endless wiggling, “please behave, all right? We just need to deliver papa’s papers, and then we can go home and watch your cartoons.”

“Papa?” your son asked, his eyes lighting up at the very mention of his father.

You nodded and smiled at your son’s enthusiasm. On some days, you would playfully complain to your husband that Tatsuya loved him more than he loved you. Your son was already a carbon copy of Kuroo, with their similarly dark ebony hair and golden eyes. Even dressed in his current red onesie, Tatsuya looked reminiscent of your husband in his old volleyball jersey. The only trait that Tatsuya didn’t inherit from his scheming father was the latter’s wild bedhead. You just hoped that your next child would look more like you.

“Yeah, we get to see papa today,” you gestured to your purse, which held the folder containing the papers Kuroo needed for his presentation that afternoon, “your papa forgot his papers, so we’re going to go deliver them to him.”

You nearly had a heart attack earlier in the morning when you saw the inconspicuous folder sitting on the dining room table as you were cleaning the house. Kuroo had been so busy working on this presentation for the past few weeks that he’d often skip food and sleep in order to have it finished. When he didn’t answer your phone call after the fifth time, you took it upon yourself to deliver his papers to him in person.

“Papa!” Tatsuya exclaimed in further excitement at the prospect of seeing his father.

You just chuckled as you made your way to the front doors of the Japan Volleyball Association. The security guard stationed at the front desk shot you a raised eyebrow, but said nothing as he gave you a nod in greeting. You bowed back before heading towards the busy elevators, workers staring at you in bewilderment, as you were clearly not meant to be there.

You nervously sent them all a polite smile as you got into the cramped elevator when it arrived with the rest of the employees. Tatsuya simply babbled away as his eyes stared transfixed on the glowing numbers that indicated to the elevator’s ascension. At least someone was having a fun time.

Once you arrived at the twenty-third floor, the Sports Promotion Division, you mused at how all of the decoration remained virtually unchanged since the last time you had visited, which was near the beginning of Kuroo’s career when he had first landed the job and wanted to show you around his workplace and office.

Oh, he got a new secretary, you thought as you saw a pretty, young woman sitting at the desk located just outside of your husband’s office.

She looked around your age, maybe a year or two younger, with pretty brown eyes and matching chestnut brown hair tied into a loose bun. Her blue suit flattered her slender body to no end, and her makeup was precise and flawless. You had no doubt that she could have pursued a career in modelling if she really wanted to.

Sensing your approach, she looked up from her monitor and sent you a bored look. “Hello, how can I help you today?”

“Oh, um,” you stuttered, suddenly intimidated by her beauty up close. “Is Kuroo Tetsurou in right now? I have something important to give him.”

At the mention of your husband’s name, her attention was now solely focused on you as she gave you a not-so-subtle scan up and down. “And what business do you have with Kuroo-san?”

Not sensing her shifting attitude, you removed the folder from your purse and showed it to her. “He left these papers at home and needs them for an important presentation today. I’m just here to deliver them to him.”

“Hmm,” the secretary mused before gesturing for you to take a seat on the sofa located on the wall opposite of her desk. “Please take a seat while I see if he’s in.”

Nodding in gratitude, you made your way to the sofa and took a seat while the secretary typed away on her computer. Tatsuya, who had been quiet up until this point, took the silence as a sign that the adults were done talking and that it was now his turn to speak.

“Mama,” Tatsuya began, pointing to one of the many dull paintings that decorated the office walls. “Birb!”

You nodded. “Good job, Tatsu-chan. What about that one?”

Your son followed the direction of your finger, his eyes landing on a large flowery landscape before he furrowed his eyebrows in concentration to decipher what the painting was trying to depict. “Fwower?”

“You’re so smart, Tatsuya. Good job!”

You proceeded to boop your son’s nose and shower his face with little kisses. His joyous laughter filled your heart with warmth as he looked up at you with mirth in his golden eyes. A clearing of the throat soon interrupted the moment, and the secretary gave you a strained smile. “Ma’am, can you please try to keep it down over there? We still have people working on this floor.”

“Oh, sorry!” you apologized before turning to Tatsuya. “Tatsu-chan, let’s play the quiet game for a bit, okay? We wouldn’t want to disturb other people while they’re working, right?”

Your son cutely nodded as he began to occupy his time by playing with the strings of your hoodie. After a few more minutes, the secretary called you up to her desk. “Kuroo-san is in a meeting right now, but I can deliver his papers to him if you want?”

“Oh, um,” you hesitated, clutching the folder. “These papers are really important to him, so I’d be a lot more comfortable with delivering them to him in person.”

You didn’t notice how her right eye slightly twitched as she tried to convince you to hand over the folder. “Ma’am, by denying my offer, you are the one that will be impeding on Kuroo-san’s presentation if those papers are as important as you say they are.”

“W-well, when you put it that way-”

“What’s going on here?” a familiar voice called out.

“Tetsu!”

From the end of the hallway, Kuroo, dressed in his well-fitted black suit, sent you a charming smile as he approached you and Tatsuya.

“Hey, Tatsu,” Kuroo greeted with adoration as he affectionately ruffled Tatsuya’s hair, getting a delighted giggle from the baby. Kuroo then turned to you with the same look of softness and adoration shining in his eyes. “Hey, [Y/N].”

“Hey, Tetsu,” you greeted back before curiously tilting your head. “Aren’t you supposed to be in a meeting right now?”

“We just finished. So, what’s the problem here?” Kuroo asked, glancing at his secretary.

“Oh, Kuroo-san,” the secretary beamed with a sort of newly awakened enthusiasm. “This lady over here says that she has something important to give you. Is she a friend of yours?”

Kuroo hummed. “Something like that. What’s she talking about, [Y/N]?”

Pushing the folder into your husband’s chest, you revelled in amusement at the pure look of shock that overtook Kuroo’s face once he had recognized the folder in your hand. He quickly snatched it from you and hurriedly flipped through it to make sure all of his papers were there. Once he was sure that everything was indeed in the folder, Kuroo cupped your face and gave you an unabashed kiss.

“What would I do without you?” he asked once the two of you separated.

“Probably working for Kenma to make ends meet,” you joked with a shy grin. Although you were a little embarrassed about Kuroo kissing you so publicly like that, you weren’t one to complain…

“Papa!” Tatsuya exclaimed with his arms stretched out. He began to make grabbing motions with his hands, signalling that he wanted to be held by his father.

Always quick on the uptake, Kuroo unfastened Tatsuya from his baby carrier and lifted him up to place a kiss on his forehead. Your son then proceeded to happily squeal and marvel at his new found height.

“I-I didn’t know you were married, Kuroo-san,” the secretary stuttered out as she fell prey to witnessing the undeniably cute family right in front of her. She felt her chest boiling with jealousy.

“Hm? I didn’t know you were privy to that information. Besides,” Kuroo lifted up both of your left hands to show off your matching wedding bands, “I never tried to hide it or anything.”

As an awkward tension soon began to envelop the air, Kuroo cleared his throat to quickly dissipate it. Turning to you with a smile, Kuroo returned Tatsuya back into your arms. “Well, my presentation’s in an hour. Tatsuya, wish your old man good luck!”

“Luck-luck, papa!” Tatsuya said as you buckled him back into his baby carrier.

“Tetsu, you’re not even twenty-seven, let alone thirty,” you chuckled as you planted a quick peck on his cheek. “Good luck with your presentation. I’ll be cooking salted mackerel pike for dinner tonight.”

Kuroo looked at you with stars in his eyes as you turned to his secretary, bowing and thanking her for all of her help.

“You are the love of my life, Kuroo [Y/N],” Kuroo proclaimed as you gave him an embarrassed pout. Your pout quickly transformed into a radiant smile as you and Tatsuya waved him goodbye and left for the elevators.

Once you were gone, Kuroo dramatically sighed and leaned against his secretary’s desk with a happy grin on his face. “Isn’t [Y/N] the best? And Tatsuya’s just the cutest baby to ever grace this Earth. How did I ever get so lucky?”

“T-they seem great, Kuroo-san,” his secretary answered with a tight-lipped smile.

“Yeah, they are,” Kuroo sincerely agreed. “Well then, I really should go get ready for this presentation. Good work, Amazaki.”

“I-it’s Hayashi, sir…”

“Oh, is it?” Kuroo feigned, glancing at the nameplate that proudly sat on top of his secretary’s desk, clearly in his field of sight and not hard to miss. “Sorry. Despite what [Y/N] says, I’m really getting up there in age. Ah, to be young again.”

As Kuroo walked off with his folder now securely tucked underneath his arm, he couldn’t help but let the smirk that he had been suppressing take over his face.

That’s what you get for being such a bitch to my wife and son.

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volleychumps · 4 years

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hi i loved your helping karasuno during a game hc’s and i was wondering if you could do one for nekoma ?

Due to popular demand, here it is! I wrote with the ones I was the most comfortable with, so I hope you guys enjoy!!

Calming Down Nekoma in a Match

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Kuroo

- “God, all these Nohebi players are pricks.” “Kuroo, they might hear-” “Kenma, look at my face. Do I look like I care?”

- runs a hand through his already sweaty hair frustratedly as he gulps down water, eyes taking on a menacing edge as the team all simutaneously take a step away from the pissed-off captain

- “Nekomata-sensei…” “Don’t worry. We have luck on our side.” “What do you-?” “Get (Y/N) down here. Now.”

- gets riled up immensely so much to the point where he begins making mistakes, allowing the toxic words from the other team to get to him until he gets subbed out

- legit the whole team is shook because the captain was no longer playing, messing up the flow that they’re usually able to keep intact

- leans against the wall with a pissed-off expression as he dares the players of the other team to look his way, blinking when a pair of arms is suddenly on either side of his body

- Yaku has to stop the team from laughing at how funny it looked: your adorable figure was trapping Kuroo against the wall with both arms as he stared down at you. unblinking

- stiff posture relaxes immediately, pissed-off expression forming into one of amusement and confusion

- “Came to visit?” the side of his lips quirk up, feeling the tension slip his chest as you look up at him sternly, refusing to let him leave his spot on the wall before your arms suddenly wrap around his torso

- “What are you so mad for? You’re playing so well.” You pout, looking up at him as your front body presses up against his in a hug. “And you’re the one who told me to come because you were gonna win. Were you wrong in saying that?”

- looks at you for a second before his hand gently strokes your cheek, feeling his breathing even out before taking a deep breath, determination brimming his eyes as you grin. You had done it.

- “Nope. I wasn’t wrong at all when saying that.” leans down towards you, feral eyes playful as his lips form a smirk, eyes twinkling in amusement as he pulls you in.

- flips off the staring Nohebi team as he plants his lips on yours for a good fifteen seconds, looking energized as he jogs back on to the court away from your flushed figure

-bro wtf we get it you have a gf

- “Kuroo, there are children-” “Lev and Shibuyama can get over it. Let’s win this.”

- Nekomata sensei lets you sit next to him throughout the rest of the game, and when Nekoma manages to win their third set, Kuroo jogs over to you before quite literally sweeping you off your feet, picking you up bridal style as he peppers kisses all over your cheeks

- “Kuroo, please let me go-!”

- “Never.” His forehead rests against yours.

-“You’re too good to let go, I can’t help myself.”

Kenma

-You never thought you’d see the day where Kenma would lose his cool

- It was a match against Fukurodani, and you could tell Kenma was becoming more and more irate as Bokuto’s speed was too much to allow him to think

- Kenma’s sets begin to lack strength, signalling he was lessening the amount of pressure he was using in his arms to set the ball up as he got more and more lost within his mind

- The Nekoma team blinks when Kenma’s set doesn’t even rise above the net

- Luckily, Fukunaga comes in to set in his place when Kenma gets benched, eyes downcast on the floor as the team legit freaks out

- Yamamoto stop freaking out baby pls

- like what are they supposed to do without the brain of the team? all connection would suddenly become lost without Kenma

-Kuroo is legit looking at Kenma with a we-say-a-fucking-chant-for-you-before-the-game-are-you-kidding-me look before whipping out his phone in the middle of time out

-poor love feels pressured as he sits on the bench, trying to make himself calm as the irritation bubbles in his stomach

- “Hey uh, Y/N, you’re watching this, right?” “ I can see Kenma looks a tad frustrated.” “You’re his girlfriend! Do something!” “What?”

- You snap your phone shut before leaving the stands to enter the gym floor, ignoring the stares you were getting from the audience to see that Nekoma had called a time-out, the other team sitting at set point

- “Kenma, Bokuto has a stupid amount of strength and you know that-” “Kuroo. I don’t care. Don’t lecture me.”

- silently, you shoo the surrounding members of the team away from Kenma as you take the unoccupied seat next to him, remaining quiet for a few seconds before you hear him sigh lightly

- “You shouldn’t be down here.” “Yet here I am!”

- doesn’t react when you take his hand, tracing your finger over the lines on his hands as your thumb runs back and forth soothingly on his skin

- “It’s just a game.” You say finally, nudging him in the side with your shoulder before resting your head on his. “Think about it this way. The faster you win this, the faster you can finally beat me at Smash Bros.”

- “You’ve won once.” “Doesn’t matter! You still lost!”

- scoffs a little at your fuming face before feeling the air circulation in his lungs allow him to breathe a little easier, glancing down at your bright grin before he sighs, as if this were the most troublesome thing

-shut up kenma you know you love them

-“Fine then. Rematch. After this.”

- “After this. Now will you hurry up and win already?”

- As he stands, you press your lips to his knuckle quickly, not enough to make him flustered, but enough for him to smile the smallest of smiles at you -

-until it disappears as soon as Kuroo comes to drag him back into the game

- “You’re a miracle worker.” “I do what I can.” “Will you two stop high-fiving each other? I’m still here.” “Kenma, don’t be jealous.”

- rolls his eyes as he makes his way back into the game, feeling complete serenity flow back trough his mind as the Nekoma team finally takes back the points they had missed

-so when they win, he’s already walking back to your sitting figure on the bench before plopping down in his previous seat, rummaging through his duffel before emerging with a switch

- “You don’t want to celebrate with your screaming team?” You question as he pops off a controller. He blinks before standing up, offering you his hand.

- “You’re right. Let’s get out of here. Before Kuroo drags us.”

- You laugh, grasping his hand as he leads you out of the gym. Without turning back to look at you, his grip tightens ever so slightly.

- “Hey (Y/N)?” “Hm?”

- “Thank you.”

Yaku

- “Don’t mind, Yakkun!” “Lev, you’re the last person I want to be telling me not to mind.”

-Yaku you made the baby sad stop being a hoe

- Irate baby frustratedly wipes the sweat trailing down the bridge of his nose when another ball slams down into the floor before his hand can reach in between it

- grinds his teeth together as the whistle seems to blow in his ears, his nails biting into his clenched fist as Kai flinches from trying to help him off the floor

- “I’m so off my game today.” “Yaku, you’re doing great-” “Kai, don’t touch me. I mean it.”

- creates an air that’s almost suffocating as he becomes more and more irritable, effecting his overall performance

- flinches when he gets switched out with Shibuyama, who was trembling as they switched numbers, Yaku pulling it a little more harshly than necessary

- “Hello love!”

- darkened eyes soften at your grinning figure standing by the bench before darkening again, taking a seat without paying much mind to you

- doesn’t even look at you as he pops the cap to his water bottle “So you saw me play. Like that. What are you even doing down here?”

- Unfazed, you stand in front of your libero boyfriend with your hands on your hips, noting the clench of his fists and tightened jaw before reaching your hand out

- seems to relax at your touch when you stroke his cheek gently, smiling softly down at him as his arms slowly snake around your waist, pulling you closer as his breaths begin to steady

- “I’m sorry.” “There’s nothing to be sorry for. You’re playing great, love. I’m always proud of how you play, you’re the one who stands out the most on the court! Do you know how proud that makes me?”

- his eyes lose their darkened glare as he stares up at you, his grip on his water bottle loosening as he takes a deep breath, standing as he looks down at you

- “What would I do without you?” “Cry, probably.”

- quirks an eyebrow at your cheeky response before pressing his lips against your forehead, smiling down at you without a trace of his previous anger

- “Let’s go on a date after this.” “But the team dinner...?” “Nope. Just you and me.”

- kisses you on the tip of your nose before ensuring you get to the stands okay, waving at you when he’s put back in the game

- you smile widely when he fist pumps the air, reaching the top of his game as the atmosphere diminishes completely

- “Lev...I’m s...sor...cOUGH” “it’s okay, Yakkun! We won, and you did so well for someone who’s short!”

- Lev you little shit he’s trying

- is about to kick Lev in the shin until you leap into his arms, overjoyed as his hands wrap around your waist to steady you

- “You played so well, love!”

- “It’s all thanks to you, dork.”

- “Kuroo are you crying?” “I...Yakkun just never looks this nice!”

Lev

-“Lev, you could’ve gotten that-“ “I know! My receives still suck, I’m sorry.”

- the whole team blanches at Lev’s irate and borderline depressed self, knowing how low their attack power went if he isn’t at the top of his game

- “Kenma-San, please set to me less.” Literally gets so sad omg baby no

- Kenma being Kenma, shrugs and nods as the whistle blows, signaling the start of the next rally as Lev slowly becomes more and more downhearted

- when his next spike gets into the net, his spike usually being the one thing he has confidence in, he makes eye contact with his coach before he’s promptly benched

- “That one girl Lev never shuts up about...is she here?” “Uh, probably, sensei-“ “Go find her.”

- Within the next few minutes, you’re jogging into the gym after receiving a text from Inuoka, eyes brimmed with concern as you see your boy hunched over on the bench

- “what’s with him?” “I don’t know, his receives were off and I think that eventually effected his spikes...”

- ignoring the questioning stares of the people who noticed you, you give Lev a hug from behind, causing him to jump before relaxing into your touch

- “...(Y/N).”

- “Heyo, cutie.” You flirt, resting your chin on the top of his head as you hug him from his sitting position. “Come here often?”

- chuckles at your cute actions before his shoulders slump over again “Sorry you have to see me suck this bad...I bragged and everything.”

- “sorry, who are you?”

-blinks, thinking you’re still trying to flirt with him before spinning around on the bench to face you with a questioning stare

- “The Lev I know is the ace of the Nekoma team...right now I don’t really know who you are? Are you an imposter?”

- laughs, long arms finding your waist as he pulls you closer to him “Nope. I’m the real thing.”

- “Then go be the ace.” You say, hands cupping his cheeks. “They’re relying on you. And I’m here to support you. Always.”

- looks at you in awe for a moment before furrowing his brows and nodding, feeling soothed as you run your hands through his bright hair

- he pinches your waist, his cat-like grin passing over his face when you yelp, causing you to land in his lap as you blush

-digs his face into your neck as if he was recharging himself as you embarrassedly try to push him off before he sighs deeply and sets you down next to him

-when he stands and glances back, his eyes glint as he smiles at you lovingly

- “Don’t stop watching me.”

- so as you watch from the stands as Lev slams down the winning point, he blows you a kiss with a wink from the winning line-up as you roll your eyes

- “That was kind of cute, I guess.” You cross your arms when he comes to get you from the stands, pulling you into a tight hug as he smiles into your hair.

- “Good. You were watching.”

- “I never stopped.”

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu requests #haikyuu lev #haikyuu kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo #haikyuu kenma #kenma kozume #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro x reader #haikyuu yaku #kenma x reader #haikyuu scenarios

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vangoghmusings · 4 years

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watch me

✖ previously: best behavior

✖ pairing: daichi sawamura x fem!reader

✖ rating: mature, read at your own risk

✖ synopsis: college frat boy daichi’s world is turned upside down when he learns his classmate is actually a very popular cam-girl.

a/n: this part is written out, i felt it would be best for the story line to have it written rather than in smau format. thanks for all the support and patience!

As you looked at yourself in the mirror, you let out a shaky sigh. You looked good, great actually. The costume fit perfectly. But that didn’t stop the anxiety from bubbling up inside you. It was just a party, what was the big deal? Well the big deal was Daichi was there waiting and making a fool of yourself was not a part of the night’s agenda.

An unexpected knock was heard at the door. You hurried to open the door, only to be greeted by Kenma, cheeks flushed in embarrassment. He was wearing a toga with a gold rope cinching at his hips. Peaking from his high tops were his favorite pair of neko-printed socks, so he wasn’t completely out of character.

“C’mon, I don’t want to be seen in this while in the dorms.”

You squealed and hugged your best friend.

“You’re really coming?”

“No, I just put on this bed sheet on for fun.”

You laughed and grabbed your things, stuffing them into a small backpack and slinging it over your shoulder. After locking the door behind you, you linked elbows with Kenma as he sighed.

“At least one of us look good. I look like a deflated Michelin Man.”

“Oh no you don’t,” Y/N answered with a giggle, trying your best not to sound like you were agreeing.

You reached Kenma’s car, hopping in. You poked the Pokémon ball shaped air freshener and smiled. His car smelled like an orange dreamlike mixed with the scent of the leather seating.

“Kuroo called me asking if I was coming and he sounded pretty out of it already.”

You raised a brow and looked at the time on your phone screen.

“It's not even 11 yet...”

Kenma chuckled as he began to drive towards the frat house.

“You know how Kuroo is. If he’s not doing a keg stand battle against Bokuto by the end of the night, it wasn’t a party.”

The drive to the house was short, to your dismay. Seeing the house with students trickling in and out of it, laughing and drinking caused anxiety to surge through your body fiercely.

“Hey,” Kenma spoke softly as he parked on the street. “It's going to be fine. You’ll have me with you.”

A soft smile crept on your face at his surprisingly kind words. It wasn’t like Kenma to be so affectionate, but when he was, it was always with sweet words. You took another deep breath, nodded, and got out of the car, then walking alongside Kenma to the doors of the mansion-like home.

A “bouncer” stood at the door, peering down at the two from under a bucket hat.

“Aight, its $3 entry, ladies free if they show their-”

“Knock it off Atsumu, they’re on the list.”

Shoving the bouncer to the side, Kuroo greeted you, a red solo cup in hand and olive branch crown resting on his black hair, snug on his bangs.

“Y/N! Kenma!”

He enveloped you both in a hug, a wide smile on his face. His cheeks were red from the alcohol he had already consumed, causing the tips of his ears to appear almost pink.

“Hey Kuroo!” You beamed at him.

Your eyes darted around the crowded house. Colorful lights hung from the ceiling, fake ivy covered the walls, and the floor felt like it was vibrating from the music coming from the basement. You couldn’t help but smile softly at the nostalgic feeling. It had been a while since you had gone to a party. Cherry Baby occupied much of your time out of class and there was always a small fear that you would be found out. The fear caused your face to sour, but you quickly shook your head to rid your face of the expression.

You followed behind Kenma and Kuroo, ducking and slipping behind many sweaty and drunk college students.

“Well well well, who do we have here?”

A smirking Terushima stood before you.

“Teru!” You laughed and grinned. Another familiar face, even if he was a bit annoying. He simply shook his head before putting an olive branch crown on your head. He gave you a soft smile as you adjusted it shyly.

“It looks good on you. Now, I’m sure you’re not interested in talking to me, hm?”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes as Terushima snickered. He always knew how to push your buttons.

“He’s over there,” He pointed to Daichi, who was talking to a silver haired boy with small fake ivy leaves in his hair. Daichi looked almost too good in that make-shift toga. The fabric was draped over his shoulder loosely, and he had a piece of rope tied tightly around his waist. He had a similar crown on his head, the branches sitting in his soft brown hair. You eyed his muscles, which were decorated in faux gold tattoos that resembled branches.

“Go say hello,” Terushima’s said, his low voice bringing you out of your daze.

“What? He’s clearly talking to someone-”

“Thats just Sugawara, c’mon.”

Terushima grabbed your arm, dragging you over to where Daichi and Sugawara stood.

“Daich! Look who’s here!”

Daichi turned to see you, an instant smile hitting his face.

“Y/N! You made it!”

You smiled up at Daichi, a sudden sense of shyness overwhelming you.

“H-Hey!”

Daichi didn’t seem to notice your nerves.

“You just got here? Cool, let me get you a drink.”

“Oh, I don’t really-”

“Chill,” Terushima cut you off as Daichi stepped into the kitchen to pour you a drink. “Let him play host for the night.”

You chuckled at his comment as Daichi walked back over, handing you a red solo cup filled with a dark punch and chunks of fruit.

“Trust me, it's good, I didn’t let Kuroo or Bokuto near it while Oikawa and I made it.”

You nodded and took a sip; the heavy taste of vodka being numbed by the strong punch. Your face scrunched up as you swallowed.

“Whew,” you giggled, as Daichi watched you with a slight blush. Probably the alcohol.

“I’m really glad you came,” he said before taking a swig out of his own cup. It seemed to be a large sip since he swallowed hard. “You look really good by the way.”

You blinked at the unexpected compliment as heat rushed to your cheeks. You wanted to blame the alcohol for how Daichi was talking, but you had to be honest with yourself. Daichi was not the kind to drink excessively. So, he meant it.

“Thank you,” you answered with a smile. Daichi gave off the energy of an excited little boy who was seeing a puppy for the first time. He was bobbing his leg with every word he spoke and biting his lip while listening intently to yours. It was like he was to afraid to reach out and touch your or even get close.

“So, how do you think the test went-?”

“Do you wanna dance?” Daichi cut you off. It would’ve seemed rude if it wasn’t for how eager his eyes seemed. There was no malice or ill intent behind them either.

“Oh? Sure,” You smiled and turned to Terushima who was talking to a few girls.

“Teru?”

“Hm?” He hummed and looked over at you.

“Can you watch my drink? And my stuff?”

He sighed and looked over at Daichi who was practically pleading from behind you.

“Yeah yeah, just give it here.”

You quickly shoved your phone and drink in his hands and tossed him the backpack.

“Thanks, Teru!” You sang, while turning back to Daichi.

Daichi gave you a soft grin and extended his hand.

“The dancing is in the basement and its pretty crowded...I don’t want to lose you.”

You nodded slowly at his words. Out of context they seemed much more romantic than they truly were. You took his hand as he guided you toward the steep rickety staircase that led to the basement. He was right, it was incredibly crowded. You held his hand tight as you squeezed through the crowd. Students grinding and dancing, singing loudly and waving their hands in the air. It felt straight out of a movie. Daichi eventually led you to a less crowded area of the dance floor. The music was so loud, you could barely hear what he was saying, so you attempted to read his lips. You squinted under the blue and green strobing lights and watched his lips.

“Are you okay?”

You nodded and gave him a grin, followed by two thumbs up. He laughed and mirrored your action before beginning to jump lightly on his feet, which seemed to be his attempt at dancing. You giggled as he jumped and moved his arms to the music.

“You need rhythm Daichi!”

“Huh?”

“Rhythm!”

It was clear shouting over the music wasn’t working, so you gently extended your hands to Daichi. He looked at them curiously before taking them in his, and you nodded with approval. You set his hands on your waist and turned around, so your back was against his chest. HIs large hands drifted against your skin as you turned, almost as if he was afraid to fully put the weight of his hands on you. You felt the vibrations of the music through the soles of your shoes and smiled as a new song came on. You slowly began to sway your hips to the beat, Daichi following suit. He didn’t seem to be catching your drift, so with a sudden surge of alcohol filled courage, you pressed your butt against his crotch and continued your swaying motion, essentially grinding against him. You looked back at him to see his reaction, to see if he was okay with this. But under the blue lighting, you couldn’t see the bright red that had covered Daichi’s face, but you could see his lips as they mouthed out the word fuck.

Upstairs, Terushima was still plagued with holding your drink. He sighed, as the conversation from the previous girls had gotten boring, so he was standing beside Kuroo and Bokuto who were playing cup pong. Without thinking, Terushima absentmindedly took a sip from your cup.

“Shit,” he mumbled realizing his mistake. He walked off and into the kitchen to pour you a new glass. He poured the rest of the juice down the drain, setting your phone and bag on the counter. As he tossed the cup in the already full garbage, a familiar ping! was heard from your phone. Terushima, gripped by curiosity, grabbed your phone to look at the notification.

@STEPONMECHERRY: day 120849283 of getting @thecherrybby to notice me

Terushima’s eyes narrowed at the screen. Why would you know about Cherry Baby and why was this notification coming up as a tag? He leaned against the counter, the kitchen empty now that the basement had become the center of the party. Attempting to unlock your phone, he put in your birthday.

Wrong password.

He tried Kenma, Kuroo, and even his name.

Wrong, wrong, and wrong.

1234?

Wrong.

He sighed. He wasn’t as close with you to know your phone password. He furrowed his brows trying his last attempt.

0000?

Unlocked.

Terushima rolled his eyes, mumbling a ‘dumbass’ as he opened the Twitter app. There seemed to be no notifications when he went to the profile, which just appeared to be your private. He opened to view your other profiles, and lo and behold, there it was. Cherry Baby’s profile.

He blinked, making sure he wasn’t blacked out and actually staring at Cherry Baby’s profile.

Y/N was Cherry Baby, you were Cherry Baby. Terushima was presented with the truth. Rather than run right back to Bokuto and Kuroo to tell them his discovery, he set your phone down, poured your new drink, and walked back over to the pong table.

“Hey! Why were you gone for so long?” Kuroo asked while Bokuto tossed the ping pong ball into a cup. He grinned as he watch a far too drunk Oikawa grab the cup.

“Drink up buddy boy!”

Oikawa grumbled as Iwazumi patted his back while chugging down the beer.

“I was just getting Y/N a new drink,” Terushima said while turning to Kuroo. Kuroo nodded and smiled, waiting for Iwazumi to toss his ping pong ball. Terushima’s attention shifted as he saw you walk up the stairs, holding Daichi’s hand. Terushima’s eyes narrowed seeing what appeared to be a hickey on your collarbone. Not to mention the fact that Daichi’s olive branch crown seemed to be falling apart.

You looked up at Daichi, finally able to see his red face. He was beaming, his fingers laced with yours. Nothing had really happened.

Except for the fact that he kissed you. Kissed you and pushed you up against the cold cement wall of the basement and gave you a hickey.

Truly nothing.

But if it was nothing, why did it feel like your stomach was doing back flips?

“Teru! Thanks for watching my stuff!” You smiled at him, grabbing your drink, phone and backpack.

“No problem,” He mumbled, eyeing you up and down. It was hard to fathom that you were the one he looked forward to every Thursday. That you were the one he has such lewd thoughts about. That he had seen your body splayed out for a camera, convulsing and moaning. He couldn’t fathom that that was you. But there you were, sitting beside Daichi in the dark living room, chatting about who you thought would win the cup pong.

But there was a different game on Terushima’s mind. Cat and mouse. And clearly, this mouse had been caught.

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pinoyrella · 3 years

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“A Love So Beautiful” Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Two Days and One Night

FT: Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Yachi Hitoka, Fukurodani + Nekoma + Nohebi

TW: Mild Language + Minor Injuries (Kuroo get a lil booboo, Yaku ankle go brrr)

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Angst, Coming of Age + Slow Burn

- This chapter contains fluff, comedy and drama.

WORD COUNT: 5,000+

“A LOVE SO BEAUTIFUL” Masterlist 🌸

A/N: HIIIII omg how r u guys 🥺 i was having a hard time figuring out how to... do this chapter, but i hope you enjoy! pls forgive me for the cringe and cheesiness of everything i fken swear im trying but i- ToT call me macaroni bc i be cheesy 🙈

PS: This chapter is taking place during the Cats vs. Owls OVA that comes after season 3! (and also a few minutes of s3 ep10)... I’m trying my best to line up the story w the actual series ToT, so it’s currently ur first year - spring time! Cherry blossom season is coming!!!🌸

A warm Friday afternoon.

“What do you guys think of this design?” Yachi asks as she passes a paper over to you and Tsukishima as Yamaguchi leans in from her side. You drop your pen to your notebook before picking up the small flyer, bringing it closer to the three of you.

“This looks great Yachi! What’s it for?” She stands immediately, her hands clenched into a fist while her eyes shine with excitement. “It’s a rough sketch for the volleyball club’s poster!” “Whoa, that’s so cool! So this is what a manager’s job is?” She nods as you hand the flyer back, smiling to your friend; happy that she’s having fun and enjoying her job.

“Hey” The four of you turn your heads, watching as Kageyama makes his way through the door. “AAAAAAAHHHHHH!” The sound of a familiar scream comes down the hallway.

The four of you watch as Hinata shoves past Kageyama, nearly knocking him over. “HEY!” Kageyama begins to charge until noticing the presence of his classmates. He lets out a low grumble before following the orange boy, making his way to you.

“GUYS!” Hinata jumps excitedly, looking between the four of you. “Look!” He pulls his phone out, facing it to you guys, completely ignoring Kageyama next to him. “What is it?” Yachi asks, confused. Hinata takes his phone back and realizes his photo gallery is on-screen. Tsukishima and Yamaguchi hide a snicker before he immediately changes it to his text messages, bringing the phone back to you guys.

On his screen shows the flyer for “Japan’s National Tournament, Tokyo Area Qualifiers”. The five of you look up to him in confusion as he continues, “Let’s go!”

...

“WHAT?”

And this is where you found yourself, a suitcase in hand as you make your way to your seat on the Shinkansen. You try to lift your suitcase above to the compartment, but the weight of the baggage slips past your grasp. You brace yourself for impact before you open your eyes to see it in the compartment above you. Feeling a presence to your left, you turn to find Kageyama.

“Let me help you from now on” he says softly, his hand resting on the back of a seat as one is holding onto the strap of his backpack. You immediately take a step back before thanking him, making your way to sit beside Yachi.

Just behind Kageyama is Hinata, following Yamaguchi and Tsukishima, as well as other passengers. Tsukishima, obviously unamused onto why there’s a hold up “Hey King, could you hurry up?” Kageyama realizes there’s a line of people behind him, immediately sitting in the seat to the front of you.

Hinata throws his luggage above before plopping down to the side of Kageyama, Yamaguchi and Tsukishima following.

The announcement for the bullet train begins, and you soon fall into a quiet slumber, your head resting against Yachi.

“Y/n, Yachi-san… Yachi! Y/N!” You are awakened to Yamaguchi’s voice “Wake up idiot, we’re here” You turn to find Tsukishima’s face just inches away from yours. Surprised, you jump, bumping your head against Yachi’s, waking you both up.

“Ah!” You both yelp, holding onto your heads. Kageyama turns from his seat to the sound of your cry, only to find Tsukishima’s face close to yours. “Tsukki!” You hiss before apologizing to Yachi.

“Come on guys, let’s go” Yamaguchi begins removing your luggages from the compartment above, as the six of you make your way off the train. Moving through the crowd of people towards the station.

“Are we there yet?” You yawn, still exhausted, before bumping into Tsukishima’s back. “We’re here, open your eyes idiot.” You slowly open your eyes, looking up to the building in front of you. “It looks so cozy” Yachi compliments as the six of you make your way inside. “Akaashi and Bokuto-san sent me this address, one of their teammates’ relatives owns this place!” Hinata says. “No wonder you’re able to provide a place for all of us to stay for the night” Tsukishima replies, before noticing you were no longer behind him.

The sound of a huff causes him to turn around. As he turns, he sees you struggling to move your luggage above the doorstep. Sighing, he makes his way to you, but Kageyama rushes past him, helping and assisting you instead. The carpet had stuck to the wheel of your suitcase.

Tsukishima’s eyes widened in shock by the sudden movement of his teammate, before rolling his eyes, turning his attention back to his other friends.

“Thanks Tobio!” You thank as he gives another smile. “I told you, let me help you from now on” He says, tapping the right of your shoulder; before the two of you walk after your group.

Hinata and Yamaguchi make their way to the register, collecting the room key as the six of you make your way to your room.

Yamaguchi inserts the key, twisting it before Hinata opens the door, jumping right in. “TA DA!” He cheers, the five of you walking in, Tsukishima yet again, unamused.

“This room is insanely big” You comment as you settle your suitcase to the side.

“It’s going to be like a sleepover!” Hinata exclaims, Yamaguchi turning his head. “Oh, you’re right Hinata!” “Thank god it’s only for one night.” Tsukishima bluntly adds, before exploring the cupboards.

Hinata then brings his wrist up to check the time. “AH!” “What?!” The five of you turn in concern for your friend’s sudden outburst. “We have to hurry!”

The sound of shoes squeaking against the floor echo throughout the building along with balls.

“Wow, so this is the Sumida City Gymnasium?” You walk ahead of your friends, looking around before turning to face them. “It’s so much bigger than the one in Sendai!” “Well, this is Tokyo” Tsukishima replies, Yamaguchi giving a sheepish smile, before the sound of squabbling catches your attention.

“WHAT WAS THAT?!” “Stop it Yamamoto, don’t let that snake bastard get to you.” The man in green smiles, pointing his finger to the calmer guy in red. “You always have that hair, are you sure you’re not lying about your height? Are you actually 180 cm-” “HUH?! I’d never do something so petty!”

You watch as the three go at it, before someone from the red team’s group notices you guys. “Shoyo?” One says quietly as he makes his way over to you guys.

“Kenma-san!” Hinata runs over, meeting Kenma half way as the five of you follow. You hear Kageyama mumbling. “Nekoma’s setter… Nekoma’s setter… Nekoma’s setter…”

“You made it” Kenma says before Hinata nods. “Bokuto-san sent me the flyer! Akaashi-san’s teammate gave us a place to stay, and it fell into our weekend, I didn’t want to miss it!” Kenma nods before turning to face you and the others, feeling chills down the spine of his back when making eye contact with Kageyama.

“Hey, it’s skinny!” Tsukishima jolts, as Nekoma’s team follows their captain, making their way to your group and Kenma. “Long time no see, don’t tell me you’ve grown taller” “Kuroo-san” You watch the two, before the one named Kuroo turns to you. “I haven’t seen you before” He leans down, closer to your height. Tsukishima watches as he does so, feeling a bit irritated. “Hmm”

You become flustered, unable to move as his face comes closer to yours, before you feel someone pull you behind. Kageyama stands in between you two, having you to his back, silently staring at the taller senior. Everyone is surprised by Kageyama’s action, especially Kuroo before eyeing back up to his regular level as he smiles down at him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare your friend” Kageyama ignores him, turning to face you and whispering “Are you okay?” Kuroo is left shocked by being ignored, and his teammates snicker behind him.

“I- I-” You stutter, still flustered before another player, much calmer and collected from Nekoma, approaches you. The tall figure gives you a sincere apology for his captain’s behavior. “I’m sorry about that, our captain can be a little…” He turns to look back to Kuroo, before looking to you. “A little bitch” A much shorter boy with strawberry blonde hair joins in, Kenma letting out a snort.

“HUH?! YAKU- if anyone’s a little bitch it's your short ass, Mr. 165 cm.” “165.2 CM DICKWAD!” You watch as the two seniors get into a catfight before another player walks into the situation. “Kuroo-san!” Said man turns his attention to his teammate. “The girls’ game will be done soon”

Kuroo responds with an “alright” before collecting his team together. “Be sure to cheer us on, kitten~” He winks to you before bidding your friends a farewell, walking off.

Your team makes their way up the bleachers, listening to the announcer announce Fukurodani and Nekoma’s match. You watch as a very muscular man throws his jacket in the air, only for his teammate to catch it. “BOKUTO-SAN!” Hinata cheers besides you.

The crowd from Fukurodani’s side begins to chant, before Nekoma is announced. You turn your attention to a much shorter girl with a megaphone. “Go, go Nekoma! Push it, push it Nekoma!” “Great job Cheer Captain Akane!”

The bell goes off as both teams make it to their sides, the lineup and game beginning.

Watching as Fukurodani takes the first serve, you turn to see the excitement in both Hinata and Kageyama’s eyes.

Turning your attention back to the court, Akaashi proceeds to set the ball to Bokuto. Your eyes sparkle as you see how high the man can jump, then the sound of him smashing the ball, as it hit’s Kuroo’s palm, causing it to fly up.

You don't realize the direction it’s flying too, your eyes widening as the ball comes directly your way. You bring your palms up at the perfect time, catching the volleyball immediately in your hands. You stare at it in shock as all eyes turn to you.

“HEY! HEY! HEY!!!” Bokuto cheers along with his school, getting the point.

The game continues, Fukurodani taking the lead. “Holy crap, Bokuto is a beast” You watch as the millionth spike he hit touches the ground of Nekoma’s side. “Right?! He’s so cool! Hinata exclaims before you both turn to the court, only to notice a sudden change in Bokuto’s mood, after Kuroo blocks his spike.

The crowd goes silent, and you turn to Hinata making a face of confusion.

Bokuto’s attitude changes completely, causing a break to be issued, Akaashi giving the man a pep talk.

The break ends, and they are back to the game. You notice Bokuto’s attitude had gone back to his original state, as he becomes happy to spike yet again.

“It must have been Akaashi-san who brought Bokuto-san backup.” Tsukishima comments, crossing his arms as he becomes invested into the game. You turn to smile at him, not knowing he was actually watching.

The gym goes quiet, the final set, and Bokuto’s team is winning. Nekoma is under pressure before Bokuto sends one final spike down, earning the final win for Fukurodani.

Nekoma falls in defeat, you feel remorse along with Hinata for them, knowing Hinata really hoped to play against them at Nationals.

The six of you walk out of the gym. “So… Nekoma isn’t going to Nationals?” You ask, feeling stupid for asking such a question, before Yamaguchi speaks. “No, not unless they lose this next match.” “What?” “For Tokyo, unlike Miyagi, they have two Representative slots open, while a third for venue sponsorship.” He explains as you tilt your head, still confused. “Dumbass” Tsukishima jokingly insults, flicking your forehead. “There are four teams playing here, only one of those four won’t be able to go to Nationals. The other three, will be going. If Nekoma wins the next match against the other team, they will be going to Nationals” Tsukishima explains in a much easier way. “Ah! Thanks Tsukki!” You thank him, not even realizing he had called you a dumbass.

“What are we waiting for? Let’s go cheer them on!” You exclaim, the five cheering after you. “Yeah!”

“Do you even know where the next match is being held?” You stop to turn, looking at Tsukishima. “Nope!” You say with a smile.

You follow as Yamaguchi leads you to another court, on the other side of the venue.

As you make your way past the gates, you stop with Yachi, the delicious scent of food surrounding the air. Yamaguchi and Tsukishima turn to see you too, before looking at each other. “Do you guys want to get food before the game starts?” You look up to your two friends, pleading with puppy eyes before Tsukishima sighs.

“Hinata, Kageyama!” Yamaguchi calls his friends ahead of them. The two stop to turn as you run up to them. “Do you guys want anything from the stalls?” You ask. “You guys can go find the seats! I can take care of everything myself!” You state, as Tsukishima looks to you. “By yourself? You have two hands. Two hands. You barely even know how to use them, and there’s six of us. There’s no way you can gather food for everyone, and make it back in one piece.” The blonde bean pole says, before you give him a pout.

“I’ll go with you boss.” Kageyama butts in, standing to your side as he ruffles your hair. “Tobio! Stop doing that” You laugh as you fix your hair before looking back to Tsukishima. “That settles it! Now go, get us seats!” You shoo your friends away before walking away with Kageyama, missing the glare Tsukishima gives Kageyama.

Standing in front of a takoyaki stall, you order the biggest plate, before noticing Kageyama to the stall besides you. Paying for your order and taking the ticket, you make your way to Kageyama as he pays for something.

“What did you get?!” You ask him in excitement. He jumps in surprise by your sudden presence before looking down to you, bringing the item he had brought up to your view. You stare as it dangles from his fingertips, a cute trinket in the shape of a strawberry milk carton. You blink before he grabs the ends of your bag, bringing it up to his level.

You watch in confusion as he is attaching it to your bag’s zipper, before speaking.

“It’s for you” He looks to meet you eyes as he gently drops your bag, letting it hang off your arm again. You stare at him, before looking down to it, then back up to him. “What? Tobio-” “It just reminded me of you.” He says giving a soft smile before taking the ticket from your hand and walking back to the takoyaki stall.

You watch as he walks off, looking down to the keychain with a small smile, really grateful for a friend like him.

Making your way into the gym, you scan to find Yamaguchi waving for you. “Kageyama- Y/n! Over here!” You make your way to them, Kageyama follows with the box of takoyaki in his hands. Handing out the sticks, you push Kageyama to be in the middle, then opening the lid to the box.

“It smells so good!” Hinata exclaims as he’s about to poke his stick into a ball. “Thank you y/n!” Yamaguchi and Yachi say in sync, as you make your way to Tsukishima, handing him a stick before he declines. “Are you not hungry?” “Not really” He bluntly replies, you pout again before turning back to the others, stabbing your stick into a ball.

Then turning your attention back to the court, seeing the game between Nekoma and Nohebi has already begun.

“Lev! Stop flailing your arms around! I can’t dig the damn ball!” Yaku yells, scolding the taller boy. “But Yaku-san, you’ll still get the ball no matter what!” He snaps back frustrated. You watch as the Yaku scratches the back of his head, taking it as a compliment. Kuroo gives him a look of annoyance before resuming back to their positions.

The game between the two continues, Nohebi taking the lead as Nekoma fights back. Just as Nohebi’s captain is about to spike, Lev jumps, sending it flying upwards. “One touch!” He yells, as Yamamoto runs after to hit it, then causing it to fly further away. “Shit!”

Just as the ball makes it into the audience, you watch as Yaku catches up to it, sending it back to the court. “WOW!” You cheer for him, impressed by his quick reflexes. Turning your attention towards the ball, you watch as Nohebi tries to keep the ball from touching the floor. Their captain, sending it flying up towards the net, before Lev jumps again, immediately smashing the ball back down to their side of the court.

The gym cheers as Lev turns to Yaku in excitement. Your eyes follow his, only to see Yamamoto assisting Yaku. “He fell-” Yamaguchi says. “He landed on someone’s foot as he was trying to get the ball.” You look at Yamaguchi before back down at Yaku limping. Yaku turns to apologize to the guest before facing the court. “I’m fine!” He yells, taking a step and immediately feeling a shock of pain course through him.

Just as he falls, Yamamoto catches him as their coach makes their way to them. “Shibayama!”

“I hope Yaku-san’s going to be okay” Yachi adds as the match continues. You watch as the coach tends to Yaku’s wound, before going back to the game.

Nekoma struggles, getting used to Shibayama now on court. Nohebi is still in the lead and the gym watches in anticipation.

Shibayama visibly looks calmer, adjusting himself before Daisho spikes the ball towards him. You hold your breath until Shibayama is able to stop the ball, sending it up before Kuroo smashes it back down to Nohebi’s side of the court.

“All right!” Nekoma cheers as you give out a sigh of relief. “You seem really invested into the game” You turn and notice Tsukishima looking down towards you. “Well, it’s really interesting…” You blush, stabbing another ball and plopping it into your mouth.

Nekoma begins catching up, getting used to the new player on the court, very close to winning the set.

The whistle blows, a new player making his way onto the court.

“A pinch server” You overhear behind you. “Didn’t that guy dislocate his thumb in the last match?” Turning your attention back to the court, you watch just as the ball barely hits the net. Kuroo and Nobuyaki catch it, before Fukunaga sends it to the other side. You watch the ball, thinking it would make it in before the whistle blows once again. “Out!” The pinch server yells.

“Out? No way!” Hinata cries. Bringing your hand up to your chin, “He blocked it”. Your friends turn to you, as you continue. “I saw the ball, it was in the court, but the pinch server guy, he extended his fists to block the referee from seeing it.” “Whoa…” “Talk about conniving” Tsukishima adds, before taking the stick in your hand, stabbing a ball and bringing it up into his mouth.

You turn to look up at him, watching as he puts the same stick you had placed on your lips to his. ‘Indirect kiss’ You think, bringing your palms up to cover your face, letting out an internal scream.

“Y/n-chan!” Yachi faces you. Kageyama and Hinata turn to look at you, then to Tsukishima, before Tsukishima looks back to them shrugging his shoulders as he focuses back on the game.

“Shibayama!” You watch the captain make his way off the court. “Wait- What happened to Kuroo-san?” “I think he busted his fingernail” “Ouch....” Turning your attention to the scoreboard, Nekoma is a point away from winning the game, to have their captain subbed out at a time like this is a big risk.

Daisho jumps, aiming for Lev before switching to Shibayama. Fortunately, the boy is able to receive it, sending it to Yamamoto before he aims to smash it. The ball then touching the Nohebi’s middle blocker’s hands before flying up, and far from the court. You watch as Daisho attempts to chase after it, only for it to fall, finally touching the floor. The match has ended.

“Thanks for the game!” The teams exchange before Yaku meets with his team, eyes filled with tears as he hugs them.

You watch as Kenma looks up to the stands, finding Hinata and giving him a nod. You turn to your friend, watching the smile spread throughout his face. He can’t wait to play against them at Nationals.

Walking out of the venue, you look up to notice as it’s night time already.

“I didn’t even think it was so dark outside already” You comment, Kageyama turning his head to you, watching the moon shine in your eyes. “We better get going before” Yamaguchi states, leading the way back to the cozy inn.

“Ah!” You let out, dipping into the onsen besides Yachi. “This feels so good!” Your cheeks redden from the temperature in the room. “This is so relaxing, I’m so happy we were all able to come together, traveling is so much fun, especially with your friends” Yachi replies before you give her a smirk. “And especially without your parents!”

The two of you share a laugh as the boys prepare the futons.

“One, two, three, four...” Yamaguchi counts. “I think we’re missing two more futons.” “Really?” Hinata recounts the futons. “Oh, I’ll go ask for more!” “I’ll come with you Hinata!” Yamaguchi exits the room with Hinata, unintentionally leaving Kageyama and Tsukishima together.

The two not even realizing they were the only ones left in the room, turn to face each other, then turning around to scan the room, only to notice Yamaguchi and Hinata are no longer with them. The tension is intense and super awkward.

They separate, going to opposite sides of the room.

As Tsukishima is about to place his headphones on, he feels a stare from behind him. Turning to see Kageyama staring at him. “What?”

Kageyama turns away immediately. “N-n… Kni.. Knife… N...” “Huh?” “Nothing!” “You should have said it clearly the first time.” Tsukishima glares back before you walk in with Yachi.

“Oh? Where are Yamaguchi and Hinata?” You ask. “Right behind ya! Excuse us” Yamaguchi replies, as Hinata runs in, dropping the futons down. “I told you I could have helped carry one.” Yamaguchi sighs before helping spread the last two futons out.

You turn your attention back to Kageyama, who is in the corner of the room. Making your way over, you squat to him. “Why are you so far away from us Tobio?” Kageyama snaps his head, coming face to face with you. He immediately stands, flustered from the close contact, before you rise up with him, giggling. All while Tsukishima hears your giggles through his headphones.

As night falls, you lay on your futon, your eyes shut as the sound of rustling keeps you awake.

“Hinata?” You whisper. The rustling stops, as he turns around facing you. “Yeah?” “You okay?” You ask in concern. “I can’t really sleep, did you bring your stationery pouch?” He replies quietly. “Ah” As you reach over to your bag to grab the pouch for him, the lights turn on, waking everyone up.

“Ugh-” “What happened?” “Hinata, what the hell” Tsukishima puts his glasses on, looking up slowly to the boy standing in the middle of the room, facing the five of you.

“Lets play a game!”

“A game?” The three question as Kageyama is still asleep in his futon.

And this is where you found yourselves, gathered in a circle around the kotatsu.

Hinata makes his way around, handing each person a slip of paper as your pens are spread across the middle of the kotatsu.

“Okay, now everyone grab a pen!” You all grab a pen, waiting for the boy’s instructions.

“In this game, we are going to write down a confession. Then, we are going to fold it, place it in the center of the table, mix it around, and we are all going to take one script!” He says as he plops back down to his seat in excitement. “What are we, 8? This is so stupid” Tsukishima comments before removing the cap of the pen, wanting to get this over with.

Intrigued, you take your pen, resting it above the slip of paper thinking of what to say. You try your best to sneak a peek from your friends’ slips, but you are all spread out a little too far. You put the pen to your chin before your eyes wander to Tsukishima, an idea finally popping to mind.

‘I really like someone in this group, but please keep it a secret.’ You write before folding your paper, being the first to drop it in the center of the table. Tsukishima glances up, giving a low smile seeing you excited, even for such a silly game.

Just as everyone drops their slip on the center of the table, Hinata jumps, swooping the papers up into his hand, and shaking them around if he were rolling dice, before bringing his cupped hands around, asking for everyone to grab a script.

You take one from his palm, waiting for the next instruction. Once Hinata makes his way to everyone, a single slip in his hands he begins. “Ready? Okay, let’s open them!”

You all begin to slowly open your scripts, reading what is written. You freeze as you read yours.

‘I’m in love with Y/n.’

You feel your soul leave your body, immediately looking around between the group of your friends, then to Tsukishima as he keeps his eyes on his.

“Yay! We’re done, okay goodnight” Hinata says before jumping back into the covers of his futon, immediately turning and falling asleep.

The five of you look at the boy in disbelief, before heading to bed.

You toss and turn in your futon, unable to fall asleep. Slowly getting up, you make your way out to the balcony, shutting the sliding door quietly as you lean on the railing.

Letting out a huff, you gaze up into the sky, resting your head against your arm, not noticing the door sliding open and close.

“What are you going?” You jump, turning around to see Tsukishima standing with his hands in the pockets of his team jacket. Letting out a sigh, you pout as he makes his way over besides you, leaning his back against the railing.

“Don’t scare me like that!” You quietly scold him before turning yourself to the night sky, missing the small smile he gave.

“I couldn’t sleep” You admit, as you rest your chin on your arm again. “That makes two of us” He replies, turning to lean on the railing with you, facing the night sky. “What happened?” You look at him before answering. “Nothing much really, I’m just overthinking.”

Tsukishima stays silent, the guilt still eating him up from the time he had brought you to tears during the Spring Interhigh Finals. Were you just as bothered by this as he was? Has it been keeping you awake restless at night? Did he really do this to you? He wishes, if he could promise to never hurt you again, he wouldn’t waste a second to commit.

But really, you were thinking of the confession you received on the script. You don’t realize how quiet Tsukishima’s been before you ask him. “Why are you still awake?” He looks to you immediately, staring into your eyes before shrugging. “I just felt off” “Off? What’s wrong Tsukki?” You ask concerned. He lets out a sigh, before standing up completely, facing you.

You watch as he gazes down at your features, confused as he takes his hands out from his pockets.

“I’m sorry y/n” He begins, looking straight into your eyes. The look he gives you, is a look of absolute sincerity. You tilt your head, still confused, as you were about to respond he continues. “I’m really sorry about what happened during the Spring Interhigh Finals, in the infirmary.” Your eyes widening, remembering that day.

“I…” He continues, and you listen. “I didn’t mean anything I said. I was very frustrated with the game, and how useless I felt when I had to leave because I let myself get hurt during the match… It’s still honestly, not an excuse to take everything out on you. But after seeing-” He stops himself, his eyes turning away as he was just about to admit his final outburst was due to seeing you in Kageyama’s jersey.

“After seeing?” You question still looking up to him. “After seeing… you… in Kageyama’s jersey…” He mumbles the end as he takes a deep breath looking back to you, completely flustered. You blink, looking down, registering what he just said. ‘After seeing me copy a jerky?’

He takes a step closer to you, “It was the last straw, and I allowed my harsh emotions to drown you.” You turn your attention back to him. “You didn’t deserve that. Especially when you were there for me. When you came to support me, and the team. And, I know it doesn’t look like it at most times, maybe all the time, but, I appreciate you so much. I’m very fortunate to have you in my life, even after so long.” You look up to him. “I’m really sorry y/n.” He finishes, his gaze stuck to you as he awaits your response.

You blink once more, eyes tearing as you give a warm smile. These are one of those very rare moments with Tsukishima you have come to treasure deeply. “I forgive you Tsukishima Kei.”

His eyes widen as his body comes closer, his arms wrapping around you unconsciously. You still, surprised by his action. Before exhaling calmly as you feel the warmth from him around you. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you cling to him. Your face pressed into his jacket, mumbling something.

“Huh?” Tsukishima pulls away, his arms still wrapped around you as he looks at you in confusion. “What did you say?” “Can you make me a promise, Tsukki?” He stares, waiting for your request. “Can you promise to never hurt me again?” Not even taking a second to think. “I promise, pipsqueak.”

“You get three strikes, this is your first one” You give a final cheeky smile before muffling your face back into his sweater as he lets out a sigh of relief, placing a hand to the back of your head, bringing his chin to rest above it.

He promises to himself as he holds you close, a smile warming his face.

‘And it will be the last.’

A/N #2: WAAAA!!! thank you so much again for reading💞 im sorry if tsukki seems a little off, i wanna think tsukki is actually v soft when it comes to emotional and sentimental situations.. at least w the ppl he doesnt mind showing that side to, u kno what i mean?

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i have another series wip on the way! once im able to get the prologue and at least plan the next 5 chapters, it’ll be posted!! im so excited bc i love osamu sm pls.. oops i said his name 😳

i also plan for another series but, im still debating whether or not to write it bc, as u can see, i cant write angst for shit let alone write in general how r u guys still here ASDFGHJKL😭

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Autumn Skies: Chapter 5

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summary: You were best friends with Kuroo Tetsurou since middle school. You loved him but he only had eyes for someone else. Years later, you come back to Tokyo as a new person. What do the stars have in store for your relationship?

Autumn Skies Chapter 5: ‘Tis the Season

warnings: some swearing, lmk if i missed anything

As you walked to class, you stopped by at the restroom real quick to freshen up. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you can see dark, albeit faint, circles under your eyes. Your complexion was ashen, lips and cheeks pale and dry from the cold, devoid of the glow that they used to wear. However, thanks to Yaku and Kenma and the coffee, you didn’t feel as weary as you looked.

Fishing out the makeup kit from your bag, you put on some light makeup to make yourself look a little decent. With a touch of foundation, light blush and tinted lip balm, you started to feel more like your old self.

You resumed your journey to your classroom, ready to take on the rest of the day.

Entering the room, your eyes landed upon something that immediately halted you in your tracks, the spring in your step interrupted like a joyous orchestra that abruptly stopped.

In her seat was Hana, proudly wearing Kuroo’s red track jacket, like she often does. Your thoughts and your heart started to race, making you dizzy. With faltering steps, you made your way to your seat, setting down your bag unceremoniously and plopping down on the chair.

You could’ve sworn you saw Kuroo’s jacket at the clubroom just mere minutes ago. You almost bit your nails at the thought of Hana or Kuroo overhearing the conversation you had with Kenma and Yaku at the clubroom.

Maybe you were mistaken and the jacket at the clubroom wasn’t Kuroo’s? But the initials on the lining clearly indicated that it was. It was probably just an extra jacket of his, you tried to reassure yourself.

The door swung open at the teacher’s arrival, pulling you out from your spiral of thoughts.

As the teacher droned on about some announcement for next week’s exams, your gaze fell upon Hana, then shifted to Kuroo. So far they haven’t been acting out of the ordinary, no indication that either of them ever heard of the conversation. But then again you were in class so you couldn’t tell for sure. Sighing, you willed yourself to push the matter to the back of your mind and just deal with it later.

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Later, when your last class for the day ended, you stayed and waited around at the classroom for a bit. For what, you weren’t so sure. Maybe a confrontation from Hana of some sort? A rejection from Kuroo? Maybe just to see if they knew?

In any case, you wanted to clear the air with them if they ever knew. You had absolutely no intention of getting in the way of their relationship and you wanted them to know that.

You stood awkwardly by the window, hands gripping at the straps of your bag, trying not to make it seem too obvious that you were waiting. Yaku suddenly walks up to you, sending you a questioning look laced with concern, wondering what you were up to. You only gave him a reassuring smile and a slight shake of your head.

Confused, Yaku also watches as Hana and Kuroo as they gathered up their things. Your other classmates were filtering out of the room one by one, and soon, Kuroo and Hana were ready to go, too, with Kuroo draping an arm around Hana’s shoulders.

You see Kuroo and Hana turn sideways towards you, the anticipation making things seem like they were in slow motion. And you thought, this is it. The moment of truth. The confrontation.

You braced yourself.

“Hey, aren’t you guys coming to practice?” Kuroo asks, raising his eyebrows.

Huh?

You looked at the couple disbelievingly, eyes wide and mouth hanging open just slightly. Did you worry yourself over nothing?

Beside you, Yaku clicked his tongue. “Of course, we are! We’ve got less than a month ‘til the Nationals. We need all the practice we can get.”

Kuroo laughed. “Yeah, we do. Well then, see you guys later!” he says as he and Hana started walking out of the room. Hana quickly gave the two of you a little wave of goodbye.

Once the two were out of sight, you slumped over with relief, hands braced on your knees. You started laughing under your breath both in relief and at how stupid you were for getting worked up about nothing.

“What’s wrong with you?” Yaku asks, slightly creeped out. Standing back up, you fixed your bag and started walking with Yaku following closely behind you.

As you walked to the gym, you told Yaku about Kuroo’s jacket that you found at the clubroom, how Hana was wearing it in class, and how worried you were at the possibility that one or both of them heard everything you talked about at the clubroom earlier.

With a laugh, Yaku told you, “It was probably just one of his extra jackets. You know we have at least two.”

“Yeah, maybe,” you said, laughing lightly, feeling better because of Yaku’s words. And with that, every bit of concern you had on the matter disappeared.

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The rest of the week went by in a blur and finally, Saturday, the day of the party was here. However, since the national tournament will take place early in January, that meant that the team spent most of their time practicing at the gym.

So here you were, cozily wrapped in your favorite jacket, busily keeping score on the team’s practice games against each other. Your eyes fleetingly scanned the expanse of the gym. The boys did their part in helping with the party preparations like they promised.

Some hanging Christmas decorations in an assortment of colors adorned the walls, placed there by the first years before practice began. A few tables brought in by the rest of the team were lined off to the far side along with a couple of chairs and benches. The rest of your party essentials were waiting at the clubroom. You and Hana, meanwhile, were in charge of the food and beverages.

Last night, your hands were full with baking a bunch of festive desserts: a cake, some cookies, and an apple pie specially made for Kenma. You couldn't wait until practice ended so the party could begin. The thought of all the delicious food you were going to have later made you hungry.

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Finally, practice was over. The boys immediately freshened up and changed into clean clothes and you and Hana took this opportunity to finish preparing for the party.

Opening the door of the gym, the cold winter breeze kissed the skin on your face, making you shiver.

A light dusting of snow covered the surroundings outside, and the afternoon sun bathed the white blanket of snow in a fusion of pink, purple, and orange sunset colors until it disappeared under the horizon.

Hana was busy dressing the tables for the season with festive tablecloths and placemats. You, on the other hand, went to get the midsized Christmas tree from the clubroom.

You set the tree near the tables and fussed around with its ornaments until you were satisfied. Once you were done with that, you went to and from the clubroom to fetch the gifts and place them under the tree. Some of the boys started helping out wherever they can as well; cleaning up the gym, helping you transport all the food and drinks from the clubroom to the tables at the gym, hanging Christmas lights on the wall, and setting up the speaker.

Little by little, the stars peeked out from their hiding spot in the winter blue skies and glittered above you as you carried the last of the food to the gym. A Christmas song could be faintly heard coming from the gym, getting louder as you got closer.

On regular days, nighttime signaled the culmination of the day’s activities in the form of an exhale as things winded down. In the holiday season, however, the arrival of nighttime serves as a cue that the festivities were just about to begin. Sometimes the shorter days and longer nights of winter were comforting, you suppose.

The boys were already seated around the table once you arrived back at the gym. The cacophony of idle chatter and laughter from the team rose above the music blasting from the speakers and you smiled to yourself as you set the last tray of food down at the table.

“OH! LOOK AT ALL THESE FOOD!” yells Lev, making Yaku hit him lightly on the head for being so loud.

“Man, I’m starving! Can we eat now?” Yamamoto also says.

Coach Nekomata and Coach Naoi just laughed at them, waiting for your cue. Knowing that they were starving after a brutal practice session, you didn’t wait any longer to tell them that they could start eating. And with that, the hungry volleyball players dug into the assortment of food like they hadn’t eaten in days.

You sat between Yaku and Kenma while Kuroo and Hana sat across from you.

“Cam I fweafe hafe fome feherts mow?” Lev asked after some time, as he chewed his food.

“Lev! Don’t talk when your mouth is full! That’s disgusting!” Yaku scolds him.

“You’ll get to eat them after your play,” you snickered. “You did practice, right?”

Kenma snorted beside you while Kuroo laughed. Yamamoto and the first-years blanched, regretting ever bringing up a play when you were planning for the party. It was originally Yamamoto’s idea and he had Fukunaga and the first-years to play along. But Yamamoto was not one to back down.

“Lev, hurry up! Let’s get the play going!” he announces and gets up. Inuoka, Shibayama, Teshiro looked at each other as they reluctantly stood up. Fukunaga, ever one to go with the flow, just ambles along.

“W-wait!” Lev quickly gulped down his juice then scrambled to where Yamamoto and the others were gathered.

A few minutes later, they emerged from behind the curtains of the stage. Yamamoto donned a Santa Claus costume. Fukunaga was a Christmas tree, and Inuoka, Shibayama and Teshiro were reindeers. Lev, however...

“Is he supposed to be a snowman?” Kuroo turned to ask you incredulously, his finger pointing towards Lev.

“We’ll just have to wait and see,” you shrugged.

“Oi, Lev! This is Christmas, not Halloween!” Yaku yelled.

“Maybe he’s the spirit of Christmas?” Kai asked.

By this point, everyone at the table was snickering at how Lev looked more like a ghost than a snowman.

“S-shut up! I’m a snowman!” Lev announces.

“Oi, Lev, your line!” Yamamoto scolds him.

“Oh, right!”

And so, the play began.

It was chaos up on the stage. You have no idea whether they actually practiced a script or they were just winging it on stage.

At the moment, Fukunaga was riding on the back of Inuoka across the stage while Yamamoto, who was Santa Claus, was having a candy cane sword fight with Lev. Off to the side of the stage, Shibayama and Teshiro, the rest of the reindeers, were dancing lousily with their tambourines to the tune of Jingle Bell Rock. It was a mess.

Kuroo and Yaku were laughing so hard that they started tearing up, banging their fists on the table.

“Kenma, you should’ve joined them.” Coach Nekomata said as he laughed mirthfully, to which Kenma, who was already happily munching on a slice of apple pie, frowned.

The thought of Kenma joining in on the chaos that was happening onstage only made the rest of you laugh harder.

“I would never,” Kenma mutters.

“Kuroo, you should probably stop them now before they end up hurting themselves,” you tell him, although you were laughing at the play yourself.

“Right, right,” Kuroo concedes, shaking his head as he tried to calm down from the laughter.

“Aww but this is so much fun!” Yaku said, “But yeah, we can’t allow any injuries,” he sighed regretfully.

With that, Kuroo stood up, “Oi! What the hell are you guys doing? You’re going to hurt yourselves!” The boys immediately listened to their captain and stopped, embarrassed.

Shaking your head, you excused yourself, telling them that you’ll be right back.

You ran to the clubroom to get the yule log cake that you made as a surprise for the team. Yule log cakes were apparently eaten for good luck and you wanted to wish your team good luck for the upcoming tournament.

You slid the door to the clubroom open halfway and went in. You didn’t bother to turn on the lights in the room as there was enough light coming from the lamppost outside to allow you to maneuver.

You pulled the box of cake carefully from the paper bag you hid it in on the shelf. Suddenly, you felt a presence behind you, making goosebumps erupt all over your skin.

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Unbeknownst to you, Kuroo also made his way to the clubroom when he found out that you went out. Ever the perceptive guy, he had the sneaking suspicion that you had a surprise planned out and went to check and maybe help you out.

When he got to the clubroom, he wondered why it was dark. But the door was open so he guessed that you were there. Peeking in, he watched as you reached up to get something on the shelf.

Smirking, he went to sneak up behind you to scare you, like he always did when he sees the perfect opportunity.

You were so focused on not dropping the cake and being too excited to present it to the team that you failed to notice Kuroo approaching until he was right behind you.

Kuroo reached his hands out to place over your eyes when you suddenly whirled around to face whoever was about to get you. Kuroo wasn’t expecting you to notice and he ended up poking you in the eye.

"Ow! Fuck!" you hissed. You squeezed your eyes shut and stayed still, leaning against the shelf, careful not to make any sudden movements that could ruin the cake you were holding.

"Shit, y/n, I'm sorry!" Kuroo said frantically. He held your face in his hands as he tried to get a good look at your eye which he accidentally poked. You blinked your eyes furiously to rid of the uncomfortable sensation.

"I’m so sorry," he whispers, trying to calm you down.

He was so close, closer than you two ever were before. The proximity made it hard for you to breathe. Your skin burned in the places he touched, a striking contrast to the winter chill that surrounded you. It looked almost like he was going to kiss you.

“N-no, I’m fine,” you tell him, eyes still squeezed tightly shut. You tried to shrug him off with a shake of your shoulders but he wouldn’t budge.

“Please, let me take a look. I shouldn’t have done tha-”

“Kuroo?” All of a sudden, brightness flooded the room and Hana stood by the door.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Hana! It’s not what it looks like!” Kuroo immediately stepped away from you, explanations spilling from his lips. “I tried to scare her and accidentally poked her in the eye!”

Hana looks over at you and hums. “I see. Well then, let’s all go back to the party. Everyone’s waiting.”

With that, she turns around and walks out.

“Y/n, I’m sorry,” Kuroo apologizes a final time, rubbing the back of his head, before following after Hana.

With a sharp exhale, you also headed back to the gym, turning off the lights and closing the door to the clubroom.

You didn’t miss the way Hana looked at you. There was a silent warning behind that stare. Sighing, you cursed Kuroo and his foolishness.

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