#oikawa toru headcanons

[admiringlove]

exes.

synopsis. hq boys bringing up their exes during an argument.

genre. headcanons; angst to fluff.

characters. sakusa kiyoomi, kuroo tetsurō, oikawa tōru.

warnings. swearing, crying, etc.

author’s note. i contemplated publishing this, it’s been sitting in my drafts for a month :/

navigation. main menu, hq menu.

— SAKUSA KIYOOMI.

sakusa was a very private person. so, dating him came with the fact that he had boundaries. and his career wasn’t easy on you either, because he preferred to keep your relationship private. 

you weren’t the type of person to argue with that. in fact, even you preferred it this way. it would be way easier if the two of you were hidden away from the crazy fans and the invasive media. so you went along with it. you’ve known kiyoomi since college; you’ve adjusted to his mannerisms, his quirks, his ups and downs—everything, really. he couldn’t be more grateful to you. 

but everything came crippling down when you thought that it had been too long since the two of you started going out. that maybe, just maybe, you and kiyoomi could still lead a private life if he just announced to his fans that he has a significant other—just mentioning it, or posting a story on his instagram or any other social media. the first time you had brought it up, he’d dismissed it lightly. you’d tried again and again, but he just wouldn’t budge. 

just like today. but something was off about today as well. you hadn’t exactly had a good day at work, and neither had he. but you approached the argument either way, even though you probably shouldn’t have. 

“we’re happy, aren’t we?” he asks in a taunting way, “why do we need to tell the whole world we’re together if we’re content.”

“omi,” you take in a sharp breath, “we have been together for eight months. eight. that’s more than half a year.”

“yeah, so?” he raises an eyebrow, shrugging. you hate the way he’s so dismissive whenever the two of you come to a disagreement. while you’re usually level-headed, you tended to have a complete change in personality when you were arguing with someone. just like today. 

“do you- oh my god, kiyoomi!” you huff, “i’ve been nothing but patient for the past seven months, but this is a limit that you’re crossing. i thought that after so much time you would be comfortable but no-”

“this is getting annoying,” he sighs, “why are you acting out like this? everything was fine until last month.”

“because,” you grit your teeth, “i don’t wanna be some secret fling anymore. if you can’t take responsibility then i don’t want to be a part of whatever this is.”

“you do realize you’re behaving just like nami, right? that nagging pain in my ass who kept telling me to make our relationship official even though we dated for only two months. 

“w-what?”

“what else do you think?” he taunts. you can tell he’s lost his cool but the things he’s saying pricks at your heart. it hurts. it hurts so much that you don’t know how tears start flowing down from your eyes. sakusa isn’t looking at you, he’s pouring himself a glass of water in the open kitchen while you look at his back in disbelief from the living room. you wipe at your cheeks and when your boyfriend finally turns around is when he realizes how badly he’s screwed up.

“[y/n]-”

“save it, you jerk,” you spat, “go find another pain in the ass to sleep next to tonight, i’m going over to atsumu’s.”

sakusa’s eyes widen in fear, he keeps the half-empty glass on the counter haphazardly, following after you like a lost puppy until you slam the door on his face. he flinches, breathing unevenly and irrational thoughts racing in his brain. 

“i’m sorry,” he says, leaning his forehead against the white door, “that was a jerk move.”

he hears shuffling on the inside—it felt like you were sliding your back down on the door. he heard a few sniffs, and guilt ate away at him. he didn’t mean to hurt you at all, but the words came out on their own. maybe it had been the swarm of fans outside the gym today because of hinata’s birthday that ticked him off. or the fact that one of his tires punctured on the way back home from work. he doesn’t know why all of this happened, but he wants to go back to how the two of you would be in the bathroom applying lotions and creams to your faces before going to bed. you would make jokes saying that kiyoomi looks like a ghost and he would say that you don’t look too different either. sometimes he’d poke your waist before leaving the bathroom just to see how you’d react. sometimes he’d kiss the top of your head and immediately make a yucky expression because some of the lotion got onto his lips and made his whole mouth taste like bitter, soapy flowers. 

he doesn’t get a reply from you. but he still stands there, waiting for you to open the door or give him an earful. 

and after around fifteen minutes, you do come back out. but with a bag filled with some essentials, and a mask covering your face. sakusa’s eyes perk up, “where are you going?”

“move,” you seethe, “i’m going to atsumu’s for the night.”

“i can’t let you do that,” he says, shaking his head and trying to cup your cheeks. you take a step back from him, and his heart breaks. he tries to look into your eyes but you’re looking everywhere but at his own.

“well excuse me if i don’t wanna be a pain in someone’s ass,” you mock, “now, move.”

“i didn’t mean it,” he cries. his eyes are red, and he looks miserable. you roll your eyes, even though you want to believe him, “omi, i’ve known you for five years. you say shit you mean when you’re angry.”

“i wasn’t angry,” he reasons, “i’ve had a bad day, and i know that doesn’t excuse anything but you’re not like her. i’m so sorry. you didn’t deserve it. i don’t deserve you.”

“look, kiyoomi,” you sigh, “figure it out, okay? i don’t wanna be treated like crap. i’m leaving for now, but i’ll come back later.”

“[y/n]-”

“no, omi,” you say, walking away from him, “i said, figure it out. i’ll be back tomorrow night. until then, sort your thoughts out. okay?”

you turn, walking towards the door and opening it. you glanced back one last time to say goodbye when you catch a glimpse of his face.

“please don’t leave me,” he whispers, his voice barely audible. your eyes soften, “i’m not leaving you, dummy. i’m just goin’ over to atsumu’s to cool off for the night. i’ll be back tomorrow. till then, just. reflect, or something.”

“o-oh. um, okay. uh, can i ask you a question before you leave?”

you nod, humming as you grip your bag tightly. his voice is quiet, “are we gonna be okay?”

“i don’t know, omi. i don’t know. but we can try.”

— KUROO TETSURŌ.

kuroo was always sophisticated. you appreciated that about him. in fact, it's what drew you to him more. he was so ambitious in college; he could go on about volleyball for hours. it would be like that on your dates at first. you, him, a muffled movie, blankets and random talks about your futures together.

but when your futures are what drift you apart, can you really blame each other? you weren't college kids anymore—the pipedreams you shared weren't real, life caught on and jobs became hectic. schedules didn't fit with one another anymore. you grew up, and so did he.

and that might've taken a turn for the worse. the complete opposite of what you had imagined it would be.

"tetsurō," you say, losing your patience by the second, "i'm only asking for you to make time. you work overtime way more than you need to and it's honestly affecting our relationship-"

"does your job not affect our relationship?" he asks cockily, raising an eyebrow. you scoff, "you know i gave up that promotion so we could spend more time together. why can't you put in some effort too? it's not like i'm asking for much!"

"i'm only working overtime for us, [y/n]. where the hell do you think all the money goes? it's savings. for us. i work for us. what, am i just not supposed to do that anymore?"

"i didn't say that," you pause, "make time for me, tetsurō. that's all i'm asking from you."

he grumbles, running a hand through his gelled hair. and then, he says something under his breath that you thought would've never come out of his mouth.

"nari wasn't like this at all. tch."

you blink, tilting your head to make sure you heard him correctly. he's taking his coat off and hanging it in the rack. he doesn't see the way your eyes fill to the brim with tears as you whisper, "what?"

he pauses abruptly, turning around, "love, i didn't mean-"

"your ex didn't give up her promotion for you because she was fucking her boss behind your back," you grit your teeth, "if you want me to do that too, all you had to do was just say so."

kuroo stops in his tracks. mouth opening and closing like a goldish’s. he looks shocked at the sudden change in your attitude, but he knows it was deserved. you run up the stairs, locking yourself in your shared bedroom as your fiancé paces around the apartment in worry.

he fucked up. and that too, terribly. it took him a long while to move on from his first love—and who was the one who helped him throughout the process of him returning home drunk off his ass or needed soothing? you. you, his best friend, his roommate (at least, that's all you were back then), and someone who was irrevocably in love with him but never uttered a word.

it took him a long time to convince you that he was over his ex, and that he'd realized he was in love with you all along. college kids might've been all you were, but you were intelligent enough to know that he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. his corny chemistry jokes, your clumsy habits, him being better at sports and you being better at video games, him knowing how exactly to make your coffee in the mornings, you knowing just what he needed whenever he was sick. you two just clicked. there was nothing complicated about it, really.

he was the one who proposed to you. and now, it seemed like he was the one who was breaking your relationship into pieces. kuroo cursed, taking his shoes off and racing up the stairs. just then, you stepped out with a bag.

"i'm going over to kenma's," you mutter, "leave me alone for now."

he shakes his head, "no."

you raise an eyebrow at him. your somewhat calm composure scares him, but he continues, "i can't let you leave. i need to fix this."

"you can't just ‘fix this’, tetsurō," you say, trying to walk down the stairs. but he grabs your arm, "i'm sorry. none of that should've been said."

"but you said it anyway, didn't you?" you retort, "what, you want a fortune cookie for apologizing?"

"[y/n]-"

"go back to your so-called nari if you miss her," you snarl, "i'm done."

"no," he cries, "we aren't done. stop."

you continue walking towards the front door, and he grabs your bag. you tsk, trying to take his hand off. but his grip is too strong.

"stop walking away and listen, will you?" he says. his voice is barely a whisper. your eyes cloud with anger, "i've been trying to talk to you for the past hour. but all you've done is demean my feelings for the entire time, and you even had the audacity to compare me to your ex. do you know how hard it was for me to date you in the beginning?"

"i-i do," he sighs, "please, just listen to me. i'm sorry. reminding you of my ex was uncalled for. i won't do that ever again. it was an honest mistake, i swear."

"tetsurō," your voice cracks, "do you even know just how much you hurt me tonight?"

and he sees it. you break down. you stop acting like everything is okay, and your eyes finally let out tears in front of him. you had probably already cried in the bedroom as you packed your overnight bag, but here you were, sobbing as you tightly held onto his dress shirt, hands forming fists. his eyes soften, and he cradles your cheek with his hand, "i know saying 'sorry' isn't gonna be enough. but i really am sorry. i love you, and i can't lose you because i was an idiot and said shit i didn't mean."

he looks up, a few tears of his own falling from his eyes, "i'm sorry. please, just-"

you place your head on his chest, your forehead making contact with his clothed skin. he looks down, abruptly stopping as his hands reach the back of your head, caressing your hair. your cries are quieter than before, tuning down to mere sniffs, "you hurt me, tetsurō."

"i know," he says, nodding, "i shouldn't have said any of that."

"do you," you pause, as if to wonder if you should really say it out loud. to save yourself of the pain, maybe. but you keep going, "do you still think about her?"

kuroo cups your cheeks, forcing you to look into his eyes, "i'm gonna be honest with you. i found some old high school photos on my laptop today. it's the only reason i even thought of her."

you whimper against him. god, how he hates seeing you like this. he kisses the top of your head before reassuring you, "you don't have to worry about me thinking about anyone who's not you. i can assure you that literally everyone around me knows how much i love you."

you almost roll your eyes. he lets out a sad chuckle before continuing, "no, really. kenma gets annoyed by how much i talk about you sometimes. so do some of my co-workers. i was gonna ask you to come to the expo with me, and they were all going to complain about me to you."

a giggle escapes your lips as some tears fall. kuroo presses a kiss to your nose before whispering, "you don't know how much i love you. the words simply aren't enough. and i hate myself for making you think any less."

"tetsu," you let out a sound before wrapping your arms around him. he laughs, wiping a stray drop away from the corner of his eyes. kuroo lets out a strangled sigh, "you don't know how much it means to me that you're calling me that again."

"tetsu," you say again. he looks down to see you peering up at him, "i love you. please don't say anything dumb like that ever again."

"if i do, i give you full permission to throw concentrated hydrochloric acid into my eyes."

— OIKAWA TŌRU.

you were embarrassed by your fiancé today. again.

oikawa tōru was your high-school sweetheart. he was your first love, your everything. his smile made your heart skip a beat, his touch made you forget about the rest of the world, hs gaze made you think all your problems were tiny compared to your love.

until he had to leave, that is. that was probably one of the most strenuous parts of your relationship—life, maybe. he loved you too much to make you feel the pain of his absence, and you loved him too much to let him go without you. so what did you do? you applied to universities in argentina for your courses.

and you got in. the day you broke the news to him through a surprise party with your friends by your side, you saw him be the happiest boy on earth. his eyes went from the dullest brown to being as bright as the sun. his smile returned, and you embarked on a journey. together.

years flew by. you grew older, more mature and responsible. you had some ups and downs—one really bad argument happened back in college where the two of you took some time off and thought about everything you wanted from life. but then he showed up outside your friend's apartment(where you were staying then). it was raining heavily that night, his hair was slopping wet and sticking to his face. he was with someone during your time off, and he realized that everything that he wanted in life was you.

because it was you, who understood him. you, who supported his dreams. you, who he was so irrevocably in love with that he compared everyone else to you. the three-month break meant nothing. the words he had said during the argument meant nothing. he was yours; he was always going to be yours. ever since he met you at the park as a child trying to chase his toy car, he was yours. remember that time when the two of you had your first kiss while star gazing on the roof of your home? yeah, he still blushes while thinking about it.

you were bitter at first—that he'd gone to someone else after the two of you had taken a break. but with time, you understood that too. he couldn't ask for more.

but today irked you. the past two months irked you. you were grown-ups now. you had responsibilities. just as how oikawa was your responsibility, you were his. so why is it that, in the past two months, oikawa tōru stood you up on every single date the two of you had meticulously planned to fit into both of your schedules? all six of them.

"tōru," your voice is stern, "what part of 'you stood me up' don't you understand? even after i spent a week trying to plan tonight out? i get that your career is important but you spending extra hours at the gym practicing isn't work. it's you being stubborn."

"if i'm stubborn then you're a hypocrite," he retorts, "you pin the blame on me all the time. do you not remember how you kept postponing because of your dumb endless meetings? when i was the one that was free? when it wasn't volleyball season?"

"those dumb meetings are why i earn so much more than last year," you're firm as you pour yourself a glass of wine, "you're being childish, tōru. do you know how embarrassing it was for me? at the same restaurant where you've been abandoning me for the past few months? it's been six times where i've had dinner alone."

"oh, so i'm being childish?" he asks, in a mocking tone. his voice gradually getting louder, "i was at work, [y/n]. i had to work. because i have a game next week. what part of that is so complicated for you to understand?"

"what part of 'we planned this beforehand because you have a game next week and won't be free then' is not understandable for you?" you retort, sipping from your glass as you walk toward the living room. the hardwood floors feel nice against your feet, and just as you're about to sit down on the couch, you hear something you never thought you would.

"tch. yuri wasn't like this at all when i was with her."

the glass of wine in your hand almost falls, but you get a hold of your grip in time. the mature argument you thought you were having isn't 'mature' anymore. oh no, it's much more. you place the glass on the coffee table before looking at him with fury.

"excuse me?" your voice is much ruder than before, "the girl you pity fucked? the girl you were with for the three months when we weren't together? the girl you fucked, pretending that it was me? really, tōru?"

he flinches at your sudden change in tone. his lips are pressed in a straight line as he finally looks at you. your eyebrows knitted together in confusion and betrayal, your eyes covered with rage—but oikawa knows that there are tears behind the clouded anger, ready to spill at any given moment. you were an open book to him, but right now, you were building walls between the two of you that he wasn't sure he could break.

"i-i didn't mean that-"

"oh yeah?" you taunt, stepping a little closer, "what would you do if i went back to the one-night-stand i had when we took a break, huh? what then? do you want me to tell you he was better than you?"

he winces at the words. gosh, he doesn't remember the last time you lost your cool in this way. the last time you two had an argument as serious as this, was in college. both of you were childish back then. but now? you were the one who was trying to stay calm and talk it out, whilst he acted like a total buffoon.

"you know what?" you voice cracks, "screw this. screw you. i'm going over to a friend's. fuck whoever you want."

your footsteps are like pins pricking into his heart when you walk up the stairs of your home. the slam of your shared bedroom door makes him flinch, and his eyes close. when they open, he sees your degree hung up on the living room shelf where his trophies and medals sit.

fuck.

he remembers how he'd warned you that argentina would be nothing like japan. back when the two of you were just kids. back when you left your country and came here, just because he would be alongside you. 

he still remembers the day you’d shown him your acceptance letter. you moved halfway across the world for him. you didn’t even bother applying to japanese schools because of him. you learned a whole another language for him. and what did he do in return? he told you that the two-and-a-half month fling he had was better than you. 

he curses himself as he runs up the staircase. when he opens the door to your bedroom, he finally sees you. sitting at the edge of your side of the bed, clutching a bag as small sobs escape your lips. your ring sits prettily on the nightstand, staring back at him in horror. the ring that was always on you, that you never took off, was sitting somewhere that wasn’t your finger. 

he walks up to you slowly. taking in a sharp breath, he kneels down in front of you. he takes your hand in  his, rubbing his thumb against your skin. you choke back a sob as you ask, “what do you want now?”

“i’m sorry,” he voice is soft, “whatever i said down there was uncalled for. i was acting like a child. you shouldn’t have had to go through that. i’m pretty sure that one-night-stand you had would treat you better than how i’m doing at the moment.”

you chuckle before mumbling, “all i wanted was to spend time with you. we even planned it together because i didn’t wanna bother you with the upcoming season.”

god, how he wishes iwa-chan was here right now so he could get a beating. this is probably the first time he wanted to get beaten up by his best friend willingly.

“i know. i’m sorry. i love you, and i think i just,” he pauses, as if thinking of what to say. or confirming in his mind that it’s the right thing to tell you, “i think i said what i said because you weren’t agreeing with me. i got so used to you doing things for me that i took you for granted. and you didn’t deserve any of that. you deserve someone way better than me. hell, you studied your ass off in high-school so you could come to a whole new country just because of me. you did so much for me. i guess... i guess that got to my head a little. you love me so, so much and i’m so grateful. but [y/n], i proposed to you because i don’t think i can even breathe properly without you by my side. so call me selfish, but i still want you to stay. please don’t leave me because i was an arrogant idiot who said things he didn’t really mean.”

“i’m not going to leave you, tōru,” you murmur, “i’m not going anywhere just because we had a stupid argument. we’re both adults.”

“do you um,” he’s scared of completing his sentence because you might say yes, “still need to go over to your friend’s house? i can drop you if you’d like. i don’t want you driving while you’re feeling so low.”

“no, no,” you wipe away your stray tears with your other hand, still holding onto oikawa. you pause, pondering if you really want to say the words you’re thinking, “tōru?”

he hums. 

“please don’t say anything like that ever again,” you look at your lap instead of his honey-brown eyes, “i don’t know what i’d do if you did.”

he understands what you mean. he gets it. he knows that you will leave if he repeats his mistake. because as complacent as you were, you still had a lot of respect for yourself.

“i promise.”

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[sednas]

Ahhhh your asks are open! How about some spicy headcanons for Oikawa, Futakuchi, Atsumu and Suna with a usually shy fem s!o who suddenly pushes them down the bed and take the lead? I hope it wasn't too specific. Thank you:)

"𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋?"

ehe I love this idea

tw: not really smut, more like suggestive themes

𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀

a look of surprise crosses his features, but his shocked expression quickly turns into a grin. he didn't see that coming, but it doesn't mean he's not going to tease you about it.

"taking the lead I see mmh? what got you so confident all of sudden?"

you kiss him to make him shut his mouth, making you both whine. oikawa tries to keep his composure but he's already rocking his hips into yours.

"you know you look pretty on top of me?" he said with a smug smile, tilting his head to the side to observe you from a better angle.

his comment taking you aback, you feel your skin grows hot, shyly moving away from him to run away from his arrogant face. but he has you already trapped on top of him, his hands resting on your hips, forcing you to stay still.

"you should get more comfortable baby, because you're not going anywhere now."

𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈

poor baby is actually scared for a few seconds. he was about to make you climb onto his lap but you pushed him against the sheets and he surely did not expect that. then he looks up at you, not used to have you looking at him from up here, a lustful expression in your eyes. he feels himself blushing when he notices your lashes fluttering while you observe him.

"you- what umh, what are you doing?"

that boy isn't usually shy, but your burst of confidence makes him stutter. you lower your head to hide your flustered face into his neck, proud of making him blush. like this you have an easy access to his sensitive skin, slowly lapping and biting it, making him whimper under you.

"okay okay can you slow down? please...?" you hear him breathlessly say as his hands settle nervously on your waist.

you move away, a smirk spreading on your face, yeah he's definitely not used to this. his red face lets you know how much he's overwhelmed and you suddenly want to spend the rest of the night like this.

𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔

he looks at you with an eyebrow raised, not really surprised but clearly amused. he's not used to see you on top of him but right now the view is quite pleasant. moving your hair to take a better look at your face he's about to make a snarky comment only to make you flustered but you kiss him before he can speak. he smiles during the kiss, purposefully thrusting his hips against yours to make you slightly loose your balance, a muffled laugh coming out of his lips when he hears you whine and feels you gripping his chest.

"you're so cute. so you want to take the lead mmh?" he teased, his hands sliding under your shirt, caressing your warm skin.

you clung on his chest more firmly when you felt him slowly starting to play with your nipples, rolling and pinching them between his fingers. you whimpered and he hummed in response, giving you a faux sympathetic look.

"does my little baby want to be on top for once? do you think you can keep up doll?"

by this sentence alone you can tell he's going to be mean, laying back and letting you do all the work, only to suddenly crash his hips against yours, making you scream of surprise and cream all around his shaft.

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀

his face is unreadable, as usual, his head tilted to the side. he doesn't look surprised, his eyes linger on your body and he gets more comfortable, moving you a little with his hands on your hips to make you fully sit on him. your confidence immediately fades away, watching his fox like eyes roaming over your body.

"so? keep going pretty girl." he softly said, running his hands over your arms.

you shiver through his touch, and you can see a small smile appears on the corner of his lips, getting his face closer to yours while his hands trail up the curves of your body until one of his hand rest on your chest while the other settle around your neck.

"you could at least kiss me baby, can you do that for me?"

his voice sliding on you like honey, you obediently nodded your head, leaning down, slightly guided by his hand still on your neck you kissed his lips, moaning in his mouth when you felt him squeezing your chest.

it doesn't take you long to melt in his hold, getting lost in the kiss and biting his lip to feel your tongue in his mouth. he hummed against you, granting you access to his mouth to make the kiss even sloppier before you both finally stop to catch your breath.

"don't start what you can't finish." he quietly warned you, before pulling you into another kiss.

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[o2amu]

HQ BOYS REACTING TO SUDDEN KISSES !

OIKAWA: after suddenly pressing a soft kiss on his lips, his eyes widen due to surprise but not even a split second goes by until he turns to you with smirk and urges for more. you roll your eyes and place a few more kisses on his cheek, topping it off with a light peck on his nose. his brows furrow and a pout forms on his pretty face. receiving a confused look from you, he decides to lean towards you himself and give you the extra kisses he actually wanted.

AKAASHI: you give him a quick peck on the cheek when you step into the bathroom while he’s brushing his teeth. he halts for half a second, then quickly bends over to rinse his mouth. as you’re about to walk out of the room with the towel you came in for, he grabs your wrist and spins you around to face him. he pulls you close and latches his lips onto your yours, noses brushing against each other, as he smiles into the kiss. you practically melt into his arms seeing his charming smile so close to your face and you can’t help but smile too.

SAKUSA: he just waits until you finish peppering his hand with pecks but smiles softly and watches you in admiration. ‘so cute’ he thinks. “your hands taste like alcohol.” you blurt, sticking your tongue out. he softly laughs, “it’s sanitizer baby.” an ‘oh’ escapes your lips then he grabs your hands, bringing it close to his face to place light kisses on your knuckles. the stop light finally turns green and he continues to hold the steering wheel with one hand, and one hand still intertwined with yours for the remainder of the car ride.

KUROO: he stops you midway and latches his lips onto yours, definitely catching you off guard. he deepens the kiss and you can’t help but melt into his soft touch. his arms wrapped around your waist and your arms locked around his neck. the intimate moment cutting short when the oven lets out a loud ding, reminding you of the dinner you were making about half an hour ago. you’re both startled at the sound but kuroo immediately shrugs it off and pulls you in again to continue what got interrupted.

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[sunkenma]

9:30PM

with oikawa tooru

766 words, fluff

“isn’t it about time you gave your boyfriend some of your attention?” 

your rampant typing comes to a rolling halt, lifting your gaze away from your laptop screen and onto your aforementioned boyfriend. at the doorway of your home office stands oikawa, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed and a pout pressed on his pretty face. 

“sorry babe,” you rub the back of your head apologetically, simultaneously taking the chance to stretch out your arms, “i gotta finish my resume before the deadline tonight.” 

oikawa saunters over to your desk, the ghost of a grumbling complaint haunting his lips. he takes root behind you, weaving his arms around your neck to envelop you in the familiar warmth of his woody cologne and comforting hugs. you let yourself lean into his touch, feeling the stress weighing on your shoulders dissipate within moments. as expected from simply being in your boyfriend’s arms. his chin takes rest on the top of your head, curious hazel eyes sinking into your screen to look over what you’ve been so focused on for the entire day. so much so that you neglected him.

neglected is a dramatic word to use, but your boyfriend is one for theatrics.

“damn, i always forget how accomplished you are,” he whistles. “maybe i’m the lucky one to have such an amazing partner.” 

a whisper of bashful heat tickles the curve of your cheeks as you pinch his arm, as if that would be enough to stop the embodiment of cheekiness himself. he laughs in response, kissing the top of your head before continuing to engross himself in your resume.

“looks good,” he nods approvingly, shifting his position to lean closer to your screen. “but you’re forgetting one important job you’ve had for a while.” 

“wait, what? where?” 

your eyebrows furrow, eyes darting over the document to narrow down the detail that you had overlooked. perhaps in the flurrying midst of your stress and rapid typing, you had missed something. but you’re sure you included everything — all of your requirements and qualifications. 

shit, what were you missing?

“you forgot to put oikawa’s lover on your resume, duh.” 

…are you kidding me? 

you feel every thread of self-control in your body grow taut as you desperately hold back the urge to smack him and that stupidly handsome grin on his face. 

“shut the fuck up,” you grumble loudly, leaning back against the backrest of your chair as you feel your soul swim back to you. though, you can’t conceal the equally stupid and amused smile that sits on your lips.

“stop distracting me. the longer you stay here, the longer i have to work on this,” you say.

you roll your head up to look at him, eyes painted with a mischievous tint, enough to erase the shit-eating grin he’s still wearing, “and the longer you go without cuddles.” 

and you swear you’ve never seen oikawa move so quickly, not even when he's playing volleyball. 

THE NEXT DAY, as oikawa floats around the kitchen to clean up after breakfast, he catches sight of your resume haphazardly strewn on the edge of the kitchen counter.

“oh shit, did they forget this?” he wonders, wiping his hands on the hand towel before reaching over to the file neatly tucked into a clear folder. you were long gone by now, having left earlier than usual to get to a job interview.

but being the good boyfriend that he is, he still attempts to call you, to ask if you need him to drop the file off. as the buzz of the call continues to ring, he takes a peek through your resume once more. despite already perusing most of its contents the night before, he still feels the urge to reread it.

what can he say? you’re amazing and he’s incredibly proud of you. not to mention he’s madly in love with you. he’d never stop running after your shy self to remind you of that.

after three raspy rings of the call, the beep of your voicemail prods him to leave a message, “hey, you left your resume on the kitche—” 

his voice dulls into a silence, eyebrows crooking up as he reads the first job you had outlined on your resume. or rather, a copy of your resume that he quickly realizes was intentionally left behind for him to see. 

oikawa’s lover, from now until forever, the resume reads. 

a soft smile curls against his lips as he chuckles, still on the line with your voicemail. perhaps he doesn’t have to run for you after all.

#oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #oikawa fluff #oikawa scenarios #oikawa imagine #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa toru x you #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru x you #oikawa drabble #oikawa #oikawa toru headcanons #oikawa tooru #hq oikawa #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #oikawa headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu oikawa #haikyuu!!

[luvulyy]

hi hii !! could i request some oikawa x male reader headcanons where he has a crush on his childhood friend? just how he would react to crushing on a guy- and someone who's been his friend since he was a kid? feel free 2 ignore this, i hope u have a nice day !! <3

𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒. ✷

𝖮𝖨𝖪𝖠𝖶𝖠 𝖳𝖮𝖮𝖱𝖴 𝖷 𝖬𝖠𝖫𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘. 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: aaa this is so cute !! i've never wrote for oikawa or done headcanons before but had to try <3 have a lovely day too and thank you for requesting ♡

Oikawa had known you for what seemed like his entire life

As far back as he remembered you'd always been their at his sight, laughing along with his natural outlandishness and reeling him back in when necessary

As you grew there was always something special about the bond between you two.

You'd drifted back and forth over the years, but alway came back

What really stuck was a particular time during high school

You'd been lucking enough to be in the same classes now

He'd made it his mission to talk to you at every opportunity, unable to get enough of the sweet small smile you always greeted him with

And to your annoyance, Oikawa insisted on studying together now. If not for him, for your benefit

And if it was just an excuse to spend more time with you, you didn't need to know that

He wasn't sure when he fell. You'd always just been one of his male friends, albeit a little special

But suddenly, a lot more special

He'd tease you with memories from growing up just to show how close you were, instinctively search for you in a crowd. All it took was a fleeting accidental touch of your hand against his while walking home one day, for the penney to drop

He liked you. A guy, his childhood frined since he was a kid

How cliche. He wouldn't have it any other way

He'd liked girls before sure, but never a guy. Never before fell this hard either.

It took everything in him to not reach out and hold your hand as you chatted between classes, to resist the urge to lean in when you laughed so brightly at the jokes he made among friends

He wasn't sure how to cope. Would you even like him back? Could you? Did you even like guys? For days his head spiralled

Until he'd decide to act on it, unable to resist the want to be close to you, to kiss you and hold you. You knew him better than anyway and if anyone was going to accept these feelings, it'd be you

So of course it was during one of your joint study sessions he made his move

He'd cough gently, catching your attention from a question you were frowing over

It was so cute how hard you concentrated, biting your pencil and brows heavily furrowed

'Need help?' He'd say, ignoring the anticpation rising in his stomach

And hearing your positive response, it was time

He'd move around the table until he was on your side, easing in right next to you. If you noticed you didn't comment.

He'd guide your hand along the page, speaking lowkly as he described the questions.

You'd slowly start to notice something was different, in sync with him from the years of company

You raised your eyes to his about to voice as much when your alarm would sound, signalling the end of the session

You'd shot up to standing, regardless of Oikawa's closeness

You'd ignore the way you'd blushed at his touch just seconds before, gathering your things

You'd raise your eyes to say goodbye only to to be greeted with him far far closer than you'd realised

His face was mere centimetres from yours

He'd stop, ghosting just over your lips. Your breath would mingle, warm and soft

And wait

If he made the first move he'd relish in the way you instinctively opened your mouth to him. You'd been waiting for this as well. The gesture sparked heat in his gut as he'd push you back down into where you'd been sitting, ready to show juat how much he liked you

If you did however, he'd completely melt. The slightest touch against his cheek or shoudlers as you deepen the kiss would absolutely weaken his knees.

Kissing girls was never like this. He'd trail his hands alone you jaw, into your hair. Maybe it was because it was you but one thing was for sure, he definitely liked dudes now

And as you'd pull him closer still, grabbing his tie and yanking until he flush against you, he definitely liked you.

If your reaction was anything to go by, the sentiment was shared.

Falling head over heels for you came naturally just like your friendship and now, your relationship

#PHEW hope you enjoyed hun <33 #didnt mean to write so much a whole ass plot LMAO #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa headcanons #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #oikawa x male reader #oikawa torū #oikawa toru fluff #oikawa fic #oikawa toru headcanons #oikawa toru x y/n #really hope this is okay wasnt sure how to go about headcanons AAAJDHHDHC

[http-konoha]

[11:58 pm] — oikawa t.

“oikawa tooru, you are the worst,” you said as you walked past him and stood at the bridge. you plopped your hands against the railing and stared at the night sky. 

“a while back, you said that we are pretty much the same,” he said with a ghostly smile plastered on his lips. “that means you are equally worse.” 

you ignored him as you avoided eye contact. “if i am the worst, you would not have agreed to go out and have dinner with me. or even drink with me.” you sighed at the way your mind is racing on the thoughts and emotions you have of him. 

you felt his presence beside you, and you turned to see him leaning against the railing mimicking your actions. you stayed silent not knowing what to do or say, but you know that this is what you have always imagined and wanted. he also stayed quiet for a few minutes, feeling the cool breeze of the city. 

“i am going to be worse tonight,” he suddenly interjected, and you were confused. he leaned closer and you slowly leaned back, heart beating faster than ever. “i have to be honest with you.”

taking a deep breath, you gained back your composure. “okay, go ahead.”

“okay,” he sighed as he also took a deep breath. “i like you. i actually do. i’m so glad that we met and talked, because ever since then i have never stopped thinking about you.” 

you stared at him at his confession, blaming the alcohol for making or cheeks brighter than ever. thank goodness this was at night with only a dim streetlamp illuminating the two of you. 

“why did you wait until we were drinking for you to say this?” you questioned, heart still racing. “you could have said it to me when we were sober.” so that we can make sure that you actually have feelings for me too. 

he let out a laugh as he turned his head to look at the sky. “i used to be so confident in things like this, but again, knowing how similar we are i don’t know what would have happened.” 

turning his head back at you, he showed a genuine smile accompanied by the flush on his cheeks. “say, if we were to hang out with no alcohol next time, will you go?” 

“yes, you can repeat that dialogue when you’re sober too.” you said with a laugh, smiling at how lucky you are to find someone who would understand you. 

“ew, sober me would never let me get my guard down.” he said, laughing as he looked at you. “but yes, i’ll repeat whatever i said better when i’m sober.” 

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[amaya-writes]

oikawa with a tsundere s/o?

Notes: I think this req is so cute tbh and I just love the idea of Oikawa with someone who's Tsundere.

Warnings: nothing just fluff

Characters involved: Oikawa Tooru

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Oikawa thinks you're adorable!

If you thought he was a menace to others, then he's just on another level when it comes to you.

Is constantly annoying you in attempts to get on your nerves and make you flustered, especially because he knows you're more prone to react than others are.

LOVES testing your limits to see when you break and go from tsundere to 'I like you, you idiot.'

He also knew the exact moment you fell for him back but chose not to say anything.

Once he realises you're comfortable with it, he'll get very physically affectionate with you, constantly wrapping his arm around your shoulder or waist and even planting kisses on your hand like a true gentleman who totally doesn't just want to embarrass you.

He also makes bets with you like if he wins the match you need to kiss him on the cheek, if you deny he's quick to gush about how much you believe in him which is why you refuse to even think he'll lose.

This obviously just makes you take the bet to prove him wrong, resulting in a very cheeky Oikawa who rushes to find you once they win the match.

Once the two of you get together he automatically gets ten times worse, going out of his way to always have a hand on you or any sort of PDA.

Outside of teasing you, Oikawa can also be a very sweet and caring partner when he's not out to annoy the shit out of you.

He knows it can be hard for you to open up to people or let others know your emotions/how something they did affected you which is why he's always there to listen to you.

Oikawa can also be very observant and does small gestures that show you just how much he cares about you.

Whether it be dropping your favourite food/drink in your locker or at your desk whenever he notices you're in a bad mood or taking you on study dates whenever he can see you're struggling with classes.

Overall, being a Tsundere only makes you more interesting to Oikawa and means that you have all of his attention.

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[theglitterypages]

Fly High

Chapter 7

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"2 Cappuccinos and 2 chocolate cupc----Oikawa?"

You froze when you saw the same brown eyes you've always loved. You thought you already forgot how they looked like, how he looked like, yet here he is standing in front of you with a smile playing on his lips. As if you both didn't break up, he's smiling the way he used to, his eyes sparkling brightly just like before.

He looks more mature, he still has that childlike smile yet his eyes says otherwise. He was not the man he was, but if there's one thing that never change was the way your heart beat for him, he brings you the same butterflies on your stomach, and right now your knees weakened.

"Yeah, can I specifically asked for you to serve my order?" he asks as he gave you his card, you didn't answer and just do your job while he watches you with a teasing smirk playing on his lips, he's loving this, he loves the way that you're still affected by his presence.

"Please wait on your table, Sir. Thank you."

You handed his card back to him and he purposely held your hand as he looks into your eyes. "Thanks." he whispers softly.

Oikawa knows that he's testing his own luck, by teasing you and asking you to sit here with him, this is the reason why he ordered two cappuccinos and cupcakes, he want you to sit down and talk to him, for everyone's sake. When he saw that you were still quite busy he entertained himself by looking around him, he's terribly impressed of how great the visuals of the café is and he's proud of you that you are finally doing what you really want.

His eyes went back to the counter just to see you walking towards him, his eyes scanned your whole, your hips got wider, your waist looks smaller though and when his eyes landed on your breasts, he knew they were fuller than they used to be. It was probably because of childbirth but aside from those physical aspects, he noticed another thing that changed in you.

You are more comfortable and confident, your eyes are determined and your moves were smooth. God how much did he really miss?

"2 cappuccinos and 2 cupcakes." you said simply as you placed his order down his table, Oikawa looked up at you and held your wrist with a pleading look in his eyes, "You know that I want to talk to you, we need to talk, we have to." he says sternly and you held your breath as you sat in front of him.

None of you speak after that, you were both busy staring at each other's eyes, both searching for something you don't really know.

"I don't want us to talk in here. Meet me at the parking lot, my car is the red one there."

You stood up and left Oikawa to talk to your employees, you have to inform them about your urgent matter to attend to. After talking to them you went to your office and grab your things before you exit the establishment and meet Oikawa who's standing beside your car.

"You should just leave your car, I'll drive my car, YN."

"No, I won't be at the same car as you."

"Please, I'm about to lose my mind because there's a lot of questions that I need answers to. Just today, please, I'm begging you."

When you didn't speak, Oikawa took the opportunity to guide you towards his car by gripping on the hem of your coat, as much as he wants to held your hand to feel the same warmth that he's been missing all these years, he knew how feisty you can be and he didn't want to end up with a broken nose if he'll act too soon.

He opened the door for you before he went to his seat so he could drive.

"I-It was nice to see you."

"Likewise Mr. Star Athlete." you shot back and Oikawa chuckles bitterly, "You watch news about me or somethin'?" he asked and you turned at him before shaking your head and he let out a sigh. His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he stopped at red light. "I missed you so much." his voice trembles as he whispered, when you looked at him, you can clearly see the tears streaming down his cheeks.

Oikawa didn't want this deafening silence, he didn't want your cold stares, he just need his answers..

"Ask what you want to ask, Oikawa."

You couldn't bring yourself to voluntarily open that topic, you're damn sure that he's not here just for you, you knew he probably knows about the twins by now.

"Aiya and Haruto. They're mine, aren't they?"

"Do you think there will be other man that could be their father?"

"Goddamit, YN! Just tell me and stop being sarcastic."

You wiped the tears in your eyes as he pulled over, he knew that it's no good to drive while talking about this matter, his heart is beating fast, he badly needs to hear it from you, he needed to know why you chose to hide them, why didn't you call him? Why it was easy for you to let him go as if the nine years you both had with each other was nothing? If he didn't stalk your account two months ago he wouldn't see them, he wouldn't even know that he left you with two kids.

He wouldn't know that he left you alone while suffering.

"Yes, they're yours."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked as he sobs, his eyes were turning red out of pain, the tip of his nose red as he cried endlessly, his chest felt so tight, he already knew months ago, but it pained him, knowing his children had to grow up without him, knowing you have to face all of it alone.

Meeting Oikawa's eyes was never a choice for you, you couldn't bear to see him break again just like three years ago so you looked away. "And have you go back here? When you can have a much better life and career there?" you asked him.

"They're mine as much as they are yours! They are my flesh and blood, do I seem that selfish to you? Am I that monstrous that you to think that I would choose my damn dream over you and the twins? If I didn't stalk your account, if I didn't went back here would you even tell me?"

"You deserve to fly in higher skies, Toru. I don't want to take that away from you. And if you really want to go back to me you would've done that. How can I ask you to come back when you were dating Sofia?"

"Why was it so hard for you to ask me to choose you?"

The tears, the pain and the sorrows you've been keeping inside you for three years was freed after that sentence, this time, you bravely looked into his eyes and say what you couldn't before. "Because I fucking loved you so much! I'd give up all of me for you, You have so much dreams, and your talent can bring you to your goals and my presence was hindering that. Do you think it was easy? I was pregnant while suffering because I couldn't even see you, I wanted to be kept in your arms so bad but I knew I have to let you go, no matter how it hurts." Oikawa reached out to cup your face so he could wipe your tears away, he tucked some strands of your hair behind your ear before he moved closer to hug you tightly.

"I gave birth and after that I saw an article about you dating a model. I almost think I would die that day, but I have two angels who needs me so I had to cut you out of my life completely and set aside my own longing for you because our children needs me more."

"I never stopped caring, God knows how I wanted to know how you were doing but I'm the one who let you go, it was my choice to give you freedom. And I know you need a better woman on your side, someone stronger than me." you sobbed in his chest and Oikawa showered kisses on the top of your head.

The car was filled by the cries of the two of you, there were no words enough to fix the damage but in this silence, as he held you close, your hearts do the talking, no more shouting and screaming, just the calm beat of your hearts.

"There were no better nor stronger woman than you, Sofia and I were never a thing. Her manager just used me for publicity, I'm sorry that you had to see that after giving birth. I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you and to the twins." he whispered softly.

"I missed you, YN."

"I missed you too, but Toru there was someone else…when you were away. I don't know If I still feel the same way I felt before…"

Oikawa froze when you pulled away from him. "Is it Bokuto?" he asked, his voice started shaking as he tries to avoid your gaze. He knew that it is possible that you've moved on from him already, with all those years that he was not by your side, he knew there will be someone willing to take his spot.

"I missed you, I really do. I'd be lying if I say that I never dreamt of this day, but…this is too sudden. I don't think I am fully prepared to face the reality that you're here again.  Don't worry, I won't stop you from meeting our children, they're yours as much as they're mine. But please give me time to prepare them before you could meet them."

You reached out for his face to press a soft kiss on his cheeks before you unbuckle your seat belt and open the car's door and leave while Oikawa was left inside his car, dumbfounded.

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyu fanfiction #haikyu x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyu fluff #haikyu imagines #haikyu x y/n #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #oikawa angst #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x you #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa toru x you #oikawa toru x y/n #oikawa toru fluff #oikawa toru headcanons #oikawa toru angst #toru oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawafic #oikawa imagine #oikawa smut #oikawa fluff #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru x you #oikawa tooru x y/n #hq oikawa #haikyu angst

[itsmitsukidesu]

OIKAWA FANFICTION (THIS IS AU)

Jan 5. 2018

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"This is torture."

Shopping while babysitting is the worst

if im not short of money i wouldn't  agree to babysit this little brat here. but i have no choice ahhh im so annoyed .

i have no freedom at all.

life is so hard for me

"Hey hey!! I want ice cream! buy me ice cream!!!"

she keep shaking my hand . she is so annoying grrr

"You .. wont stop , dont ya?" i glared at her

she glared back and smirk.

"no.  i want ice cream ! you promise mommy you will take care of me , and do what ever i want remember ?"

i fake a smile

"yes. but not anymore. because were going home right now "

she glared again let go of my hand and then run.

"hey!! ayu!!" i shouted but she didn't even turn to me ugh this girl . i have no choiice but to follow her.

"why is she so fast"

"ayu ?"

"where did that brat go" i just keep walking until i found her . shes in the supermarket..

wait.  shes talking to someone..

i run fast to the supermarket when i got there

i grabbed her hand and check if shes okay .

"hey . dont just run like that. your moms gonna kill me " and i wont get my money.

"answer me "

"sorry... i told you i want ice cream but you defy me. so i ran here to buy some , forgot that i dont have money, but this handsome man oikawa came and rescue me " she said with a genuine smile then she show me her ice cream

"oikawa?"

"yup, my savior" she point her finger in that mans direction .

savior my ass

"ayu chan is so kawai ~" the man

i look at him

he look at me too

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hes tall , hes about 184cm

 he has dark, chocolate-brown hair

brown eyes

he indeed a handsome man.

i cleared my throat and form a smile

"thanks for buying her ice cream, i should pay you. " im about to get money from my bag but he suddenly talked ..

"no need to pay me. shes enjoying it "

"eh?"

"oikawa , im really glad that ive met you here. i hope i can see you again "  ayu said .

that oikawa man smiled then walk towards ayu he pat her head and ayu seems to like it.

"ofcourse."

"yay!" they fist bump

suddenly im annoyed .

"lets go ayu." i grabbed her hand.

the man looked at me with an smiling face.

ehh so annoying .

"you should take care of your sister. "

"hahahaha." ayus laughing

"sh-e shes not my sister. " she said proudly then eat her icecream again

"oh? shes not? then?" hes looking at me with curiosity ..

"shes just babysitting me" ayu looked at me with a smirk , enjoying your self eh.

"oh? thats . cool"

"its not. "  he was about to say something but i cut him off

"sorry, but we really have to go, so if you dont mind, then bye!" 

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PS: HELLO , Im not really good at writing stories and my english is not so good too, sorry for the erros and grammars.

Im open with ideas and suggestion^^^

Thank you!

#aesthetic #art #anime and manga #black stories #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyu comfort #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa toru x y/n #oikawa toru headcanons #fanfic #short story #fanfiction #trending

[lo-louiss]

━━━━━ OIKAWA TOORU HEADCANNON . ♡︎

muchos sabemos que actualmente, este icónico personaje, está en Argentina jugando en la selección de San Juan.

Mi headcannon, es que él suele ir muy seguido a Capilla del Monte, Córdoba ¿Por qué? ¡Fácil! Este encantador lugar es conocido por sus avistamientos de aliens, es conocido como el lugar en donde estos suelen esconderse.

Es imposible no imaginar a Tooru yendo seguido para ver si alguien vió alguno o si tienen historias increíbles.

#oikawa tooru #oikawa toru headcanons #haikyū!! #haikyuu!!

[tvhsleb3ww]

HUSBAND OIKAWA HCS OMAGHAUSHSHD

husb!oikawa who helps you do the taxes and puts his glasses on and brings a calculator only for him to get bored after 20 minutes and whines when you don't give him attention

husb!oikawa who is your plus one to any events your office is doing and your female coworkers gawking over him only for him to show off his ring before wrapping an arm around your waist, swiftly saying "i'm taken, ladies" with a smug smirk

husb!oikawa who panics and screams whenever he thinks he lost his wedding ring bc he can't wear it in games!

husb!oikawa who ties the ring to a necklace so he can wear it during games, he'll also give the ring a kiss before any serve

husb!oikawa who watches horror movies w you, expecting for you to hide your face in his chest from the jumpscares and he can act all tough and cool by protecting you from said jumpscares— only for him to be the one hiding in the crook of your neck when watching them

husb!oikawa who picks you up from the bar that you and your coworkers went to bc he doesn't trust anyone on returning you home when you're drunk as a sailor

husb!oikawa who makes hangover seaweed soup along with some hot chocolate when you wake up all lightheaded bc of the drinks you had and nags you for drinking too much

husb!oikawa who will reserve you a VIP seat for his games and will shamelessly kiss you in front of the whole crowd, he could also shamelessly make out w you too but that would earn him a smack

husb!oikawa who gets upset when you can't go with him to his overseas games because of your work, muttering a "you can be a housewife instead, yknow!! I'll be the source of income!!" which he got smacked for because you didn't work your ass for a degree just to be a housewife

husb!oikawa who'd act all tough and nonchalant when both of you have a fight and he's lying on the couch with crossed arms but in reality he's thinking about the fight and he hates getting into arguements with you

husb!oikawa who will beg you to listen to his explanation bc he doesn't wanna go to sleep with you being mad at him

husb!oikawa who just grins and wiggles his eyebrows at you whenever your parents start asking for grandchildren when you both come over to visit

husb!oikawa who will not show up to work if you're sick and will take care of you

husb!oikawa who whines when his mother and his older sister treats you like their own family to the point they forget about him (he's actually happy that the important women in his life get along)

husb!oikawa who has an ID photo of you in his wallet and has a polaroid of both of you on your wedding day in his clear phone case

husb!oikawa who comments on ALL your instagram posts and shares it on his story. he will also reply to every men in the comments section that dares to flirt with you

husb!oikawa who always has a hand on one of your boobs when he's sleeping because he says it's comfy! (he just wants to feel something soft)

husb!oikawa who spoils you rotten and sends bouquets to your office on a weekly basis

THATS ALL FOR NOW KEKE

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[forusomimiya]

He likes to have eye contact with you while his watching another man who is not him fucking you raw.

He likes to have eye contact with you with one hand on his cock, asking you to be obedient to the man who’s asking you to kneel down to fuck your pretty mouth.

He likes to have eye contact with you when you moan his name but it's another cock that's filling you.

He likes to have eye contact with you as he licks the other man's juice dripping out your pussy.

He likes to have eye contact with you when you cry and beg for his cock long enough to finally get it.

KAGEYAMA, BOKUTO, SUNA, KUROO, ATSUMU, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, ASAHI

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x imagines #forusomimiya (✿◠‿◠) #suna smut #atsumu smut #oikawa smut #iwaizumi smut #bokuto smut #kuroo smut #asahi smut #suna x reader smut #atsumu x reader smut #oikawa x reader smut #iwaizumi x reader smut #bokuto x reader smut #kuroo x reader smut #rintaro suna smut #atsumu miya smut #oikawa toru smut #iwaizumi hajime smut #bokuto koutarou smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #kageyama x reader smut #kageyama smut #kageyama tobio smut #smut headcanons #haikyuu headcanons

[angelltheninth]

How about the HQ Team captains getting injured and their girlfriend helping them heal/stay in bed?

There are quite a few captains but I guess I'll just include my faves.

Pairing: Daichi Sawamura, Tetsuro Kuroo, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Kotaro Bokuto, Toru Oikawa x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, injury recovery, slight angst, kissing, teasing, being stubborn, changing clothes, reassurance

A/N: Guess we're starting the day with angst and injury.

Daichi is very understanding that he has to take a break for his leg to get better. As long as he gets rest it should be fine, it's just annoying to have to call you every time he needs to go somewhere cause it's hard to get around on his own. Really boring too, stuck at home all day, at least you visit every day and tell him what's been going on.

Kuroo wants to go and play despite his hand being broken. Argues very strongly that he can always use the other one. He can't even eat with his injured hand, let alone attend practice, or worse games with his team. Stubborn he insists that he's fine but has to bite back a groan of pain when you so much as kiss his hand.

Wakatoshi doesn't say anything about his ankle hurting until the game is won. For which he gets a lot of scolding for you and you spend some time at his place to make sure he's not walking around too much. Or at all really, he won't say it hurts even if it does so you poke him to remind him that yes, his ankle is indeed hurting.

Bakuto complains a bit too much for the level of leg injury he has, he just overdid it on his leg muscles a little and will be fine after a few days. Bold of you to assume he won't milk this situation for all it's worth, constantly keeping you by his side and telling you only your kisses can make him feel better. Which means he'll be fine.

Toru almost pouts when he realizes he's cracked a rib and has to stay home. Flirts with you when you tell him that you'll be helping him get dressed, he'd rather you help him get undressed. Despite his complaints and trying to brush things off he is very grateful to have such a caring girlfriend.

#haikyuu x reader #daichi sawamura x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #wakatoshi ushijima x reader #kotaro bakuto x reader #toru oikawa x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fluff #hq x reader #hq imagines #hq headcanons #hq fluff #daichi x reader #kuroo x reader #wakatoshi x reader #bakuto x reader #toru x reader #x female reader

[honeybleed]

— ★ CAPTAINS AS WORK HUSBANDS

content & warnings: fem!reader, post time skip, changed daichi to a firefighter because fuck the police (idea courtesy of deja 😁), kind of suggestive in oikawa & kuroo’s ones, fluff & crack

featuring: various captains (that i’m more familiar with): daichi sawamura, tetsurō kuroo, wakatoshi ushijima & toru oikawa

author’s note: my first written thingie for haikyuu, i’m so nervous i made them ooc ;-; ik i’m late but i really went from supporting my kuroo harem mooties from the sidelines to joining. divider credit to @/xxbimbobunnyxx

daichi sawamura:

Working with Daichi Sawamura was comparable to smooth sailing.

Usually, your colleagues, seniors and juniors could come to the agreement you were exhausting to work with considering your tendencies to play by the book.

No exceptions.

Regardless, the past few weeks of organizing assemblies for schools around the prefecture regarding fire safety with Daichi had been…pleasant?

It was going to be the last assembly and this time it was for the fifth and sixth graders, you and Daichi were sitting in your office tidying up the paperwork.

“It’s late…how are you getting home?” He questioned.

“Oh…the trains are still running. I’m saving up for a car.” You said with an uneasy laugh, a little embarrassed.

“Nonsense, I can drop you home.” Daichi smiled.

“No, no Daichi. I don’t want you to go through all that trouble, thank you for the offer.” You said sheepishly, overwhelmed by the kind offer.

“I wouldn’t feel right about a woman going home this late at night. It’s no trouble for me, at all.”

A sliver of mischief overtook you.

“What? You think cos I’m a woman I’m too fragile to go home by myself?”

Daichi gave you a vacant look before panic set into his system.

“What?! No, no! I don’t think that women are very- No, YOU are more than capable-"

“Daichi, I was kidding.” You giggled. “Honestly, I think it’s sweet you have that chivalrous nature to you. Too many men on the trains give me the creeps anyway.”

He drove a modest car. It suited him. Reliable and not too flashy.

There was an air of melancholy as this would be the last time you’d work together.

As he killed the engine when you directed him to the parking lot of your apartment complex, he gave you a warm smile.

“I really enjoyed working with you.” He said.

“I could say the same..” You replied.

“Forgive me for getting ahead of myself…but I don’t want this to be the end.”

“Huh..?”

“I want to keep seeing you. Would…you like that?” He asked, voice cautious not to overstep.

But you nodded.

“I’d love to keep seeing you. I enjoy your company, Daichi.”

Two people in their late twenties, blushing wildly as their fingers brushed over the gearstick.

tetsurō kuroo:

“I can see you, you know.” You said in a wry tone, your fingers flying over the keyboard and your eyes fixated on the screen of the PC.

“And here I thought I was a stealth master.” Kuroo said in mock defeat as he stopped peeking from the doorway and headed towards your desk. “Alright, tell me. What gave it away?”

“It’s kinda hard to miss that rooster haircut of yours.” You responded. “Not to mention the fact you have to bend over not to bump into the doorframe.”

“Figures. I got some gossip for you.”

“Yeah?” You said as you raised a brow. “Don’t keep me on edge.”

“Seems like Takuya the tech guy has the hots for you.”

“…Me?”

“Don’t act all humble on us now. You know you’re the resident hottie.” He chuckled.

“Big achievement in a workplace where the average demographic in the administration office is middle-aged men. What do you want, Tetsu?” You sighed. “You only compliment me when you want something.”

“Well, I just came here to tell you I warded him off. No need to thank me.” He grinned as he folded his arms.

“And why would you do that?” You questioned, astounded by the absolute audacity.

He scoffed.

“Why wouldn’t I? The man has black under his nails and had to be called into HR because his B.O. was considered a bio-hazard.” Kuroo said, adamant in his decision.

“Okay, but it’s not your place.” You snickered, amused but still wanting to scold him a little.

Kuroo Tetsuro didn’t mind a little nagging if it came from you, anyway.

“Well, I’m sorry for having your best interest at heart.” He sulked as he eyed you making your way over to him.

Suddenly, his heart began to hammer as you yanked his tie down so his face was close to yours.

“For a team player, you sure don’t like to share, huh Tetsu? I know you want me all to yourself but try not to make it so obvious to the others.” You whispered, breath tickling the shell of his ear.

Heading out of the small office, Kuroo stood as if his feet were glued.

“Fuck, not now…” He groaned as he felt a strain down his slacks.

wakatoshi ushijima:

“Here.”

You looked up to see none other than Ushijima Wakatoshi, brandishing a small bottle in his hand.

As his physiotherapist for the last few months, it was easy to note his habits. For example, he always made sure to turn up to your appointments five minutes early. On the dot.

On the rare occasion he missed it (which had totalled up three times over six months) he’d make sure to email you the day before.

Even if he was ill, he knew his body. He knew a virus was on its way even without experiencing symptoms.

You tentatively took the small bottle from his grasp and gave him a grateful nod.

As you fixed your eyes on the label, almost as if he read your mind he spoke with that smooth voice of his.

“It’s kefir. Good for gut health.”

“Thank you, Wakatoshi.” You smiled. “That’s very sweet of you. Go ahead and take a seat and I’ll be right with you, okay?”

He nodded but one word threw him off.

…Sweet?

Ushijima felt the tips of his ears heat up. Nobody had called him sweet before. He instantly jerked when you set a hand on his lower back and ushered him indoors.

You were used to Ushijima’s strait-laced nature so you were taken aback at him being jumpy at physical touch.

He took a seat on the padded examination table.

It was always funny to see Ushijima’s hulking figure in your office, you smiled to yourself as you eyed him looking around aimlessly.

It was a little hard not to stare at those firm tan thighs of his.

You’d caught a few of his games where he usually dominated the court. His interactions with others were usually brunt and nothing too interesting.

“So, how's the pain been since our last session?”

“It still flares up during serves and spikes. But it’s manageable.” He replied earnestly.

“Do you mind if I examine that?” You asked.

He nodded and shed off his tracksuit top, a white vest underneath showing off his broad shoulders.

He may have agreed but he wasn’t prepared for those soft, manicured hands of yours to begin to knead and palm his right shoulder and back.

“…There seems to be the issue.” You stated as he jerked and hissed at a particular section of skin.

“Wakatoshi, I told you to ice that area. Have you been skipping out on doctor's orders…?” You teased as you tilted your head.

“You’re not my doctor.” He said bluntly.

“I’m the closest thing you got to one.” You chuckled, undeterred by his frigid tone. Quite frankly, it amused you.

“We'll probably need to focus on strengthening exercises. Can you dedicate time to that?”

“I’m sure.”

“Good. I want to see you at a hundred percent for that game that’s in two weeks."

“You’re coming to the next game?” Wakatoshi asked, a little taken aback. He knew your work schedule was full to the brim since every athlete came running to you.

“…Is that a problem?” You questioned, arching an eyebrow.

“Of course not.” He swallowed thickly and then met your gaze. “I’ll make sure to be on my A game.”

“You’d better be.” You grinned as you slapped his lower back, earning a deep groan from him:

toru oikawa:

“Remember what I told you.” You hissed as you and Oikawa walked into the brightly lit press conference room after his win.

“Relax, relax…! You’d think I was such a nightmare to work with with all your worrying.” He chuckled.

“I mean it. You might be doing fine in games but your publicity is in the toilet. I’m not saying be all sugary but try to be a little gratuitous. Thank your fans…something!”

You froze when you felt his large hands plant onto your shoulders, eyes widening.

“What did I just tell you?” He teased with a glint in his eye.

“…I’m a publicist, Toru. Relaxation doesn’t exist in my world.” You said bluntly.

In your peripherals you noticed a flash go off, causing you to roll your eyes.

There’d always been rumors circulating about the sexy PR manager and Argentina National Team’s Number 13.

You always nagged Oikawa to shoot them down for his own sake since his fangirls were relentless but the most he did was drop a ‘will they/won’t they?’ answer which annoyed you to no end.

“Maybe when you get time off I could fly you out. They have killer massages in Bangkok. You could use one.”

“Just go.” You hissed, pushing his hands off. As he jogged over to the table, he turned around to shoot you a wink.

Oikawa was a natural when it came to commanding attention. As he stood at the podium with microphones, with his billion-dollar smile, the journalists and reporters were buzzing with excitement.

“Alright, alright. Sorry for the hold-up folks. I know this was the first thing on your mind when you woke up.” He chuckled.

You automatically facepalmed.

Your advice went in one ear and out the other. Oikawa was lucky he was handsome. Because despite how douchey that was, it earned a rambunctious round of applause and cheers.

After the cheers settled down, the first reporter stood up, clearing his throat.

“Firstly, I’d like to congratulate you on your win. How does it feel to lead your team to victory once again?”

“It’s as natural as breathing.” He chuckled. “But our opponents put up a great fight. I’ll give credit where credit is due.”

“Despite the adoration from your fans, you’ve faced some criticism regarding your unsportsmanlike behavior of riling up rivals. Any response to that?” A female reporter enquired.

“Well, I know my sense of humor isn’t for everybody. Luckily I got our publicist keeping reins on me. And boy does she keep the leash tight, if you catch my drift.” He said with an impish grin.

At first silence, then it was a sudden flurry of questions, reporters and journalists fighting it out to get the first question.

“Are you dating each other?”

“Are you single or taken?”

Toru Oikawa had a talent for sparking media frenzies.

As your eyes met, you gave him a chopping neck gesture as you grit your teeth, earning a belly laugh from him.

You were so screwed.

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq hcs #sawamura daichi x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #wakatoshi ushijima x reader #toru oikawa x reader #⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ nara scribbles #oikawa x reader #daichi x reader #wakatoshi x reader #tetsuro x reader

[kisskawa]

— free will

“babe!” it’s closer to a shout than a whisper, no matter how oikawa tries to hush his voice, and it makes you turn away, face buried firmly in your pillow.

“no wait, come back,” oikawa’s arm snakes around your waist, pulling you back into his embrace. his other hand reaches over to tug at the end of the curtains and you groan unhappily at the disruption to your sleep.

you peak open an eye, lips pushed up in a pout and glance at the view of a cloud covered sun, streaks of pink and blue painting the sky as the world came to life. your frown deepens, staring expectantly at oikawa with bleary eyes.

you don’t get the explanation you want. instead, oikawa softens under your gaze, regardless of the less than happy look you’re shooting him. “good morning,” he grins, voice sticky with fondness and his hand moves to hold your cheek.

you hum in return, eyes fluttering closed once more under the warmth of oikawa’s touch.

“wait, baby, wake up,” oikawa shakes you gently, unrelenting on his hold, “i had something to ask.”

you palm at your eye slowly, murmuring a hazy “g’mornin’ ‘ru,” still a little dazed so early in the day. oikawa beams at the nickname, he knows you’re not a morning person.

“do you believe in soulmates?” the question is soft and sweet, spilling forth as a remnant of a horrifically tender dream.

you blink at him.

“y’know,” oikawa prompts, “people destined for each other?” because i think we are.

you don’t give him time to confess, single syllable of “no” cutting through the air, skewing the gentle atmosphere.

oikawa feels his heart stutter in his chest, next beat ever so slightly harder than the last. he’d never entertained the idea that your relationship was unbalanced. and yet, it makes his body freeze, arms suddenly tight around you, fear drawing you in, hoping you’d stay by his side.

you regain oikawa’s attention with a hand over his own, warmth of your cheek searing into his skin.

“i think we chose each other,” you explain, voice gentle and low, words only for tooru, “i always knew that you went to seijoh and you like volleyball, but i had to learn that you never drink enough water unless someone reminds you and that it took you all three years there to figure out the school layout. i also learnt that you can point out so many constellations at night because you really liked aliens as a kid. and that you put way too much sugar in your coffee. and all of that - every last bit - made me choose you.” you lean further into tooru’s hand, the meat of your cheek squishing up to your eye, “whether or not soulmates exist, i’d choose you in every lifetime.”

tooru feels his heart stutter in his chest, next beat ever so slightly lighter than the last. he’d never entertained the idea that your relationship was unbalanced, the very thought laughable as love fills the room around you, flowing through your veins. it makes his body relax, arms suddenly tight around you, only ever wanting you to be closer, closer, closer. because tooru chose you too, he always would.

#oikawa #haikyuu #oikawa x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu fluff #oikawa fluff #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #oikawa scenarios #oikawa drabble #oikawa imagine #oikawa headcanons #oikawa hcs #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru #oikawa toru #oikawa tohru #i havent had to do tags like this in sooo long girl help

[ilylovelyz]

⍣ ೋ after the break-up

☆ kuroo, oikawa, daichi, hinata, bokuto akaashi, sakusa

KUROO TETSURO — assuming reader is the one who ended it, he's absolutely blindsided and shocked. he walks around in a daze; to anyone who didn't know him, he just looks tired or whatever. to whoever does, it's clear he's absolutely destroyed and crushed. of course, he'll try to act his best to not let it show how sad he is, but it really shows when his teammates were wondering where he was, only to find him sitting alone on a bench, looking down at his feet somberly.

"kuroo." kenma called out softly, his lips pursed into a line at the sight of his childhood sitting ways away from the rest of his team. it took a minute before kuroo was looking over his shoulder to look over at the shorter lad, his eye-bags dark, lips pursed into a straight line. "...i miss her." kuroo mumbled, looking back down at his feet, one of his hands coming up to brush through his distressed black hair.

he feels even worse when he sees you in the distance, walking home with a friend of yours. he can only think and remember when it was him walking you home, your hand intertwined with his. he chews on his lip as you get smaller and smaller as you walk more into the distance. he misses you.

OIKAWA TORŪ — he acts totally unbothered. his teammates didn't even know the two of you broke up until one of them asked about you jokingly, to which oikawa stuck out his tongue, huffing a "she dumped me," before swiping the nonexistent hair off his shoulder with sass. he thinks he's okay; he feels okay. it doesn't catch up to him until one day he's still practicing long after official practice ended.

oikawa grunted as he jumped into the air, his hand coming up to slap the ball. he can only furrow his eyebrows in annoyance when the ball hits the net, dropping over to the floor. "damn it." he curses, wiping the sweat off his forehead. i'm thirsty, he thinks, looking to the side where you would sit on the floor, watching as he practices.

but you're not there... where are you? "y/n-chan?" he calls out, his eyes looking around the empty gym. "..she's gone oikawa, remember— she broke up with you," a voice speaks from behind him. he turns around to see iwaizumi standing behind him, his eyes low with concern. oikawa feels a pang of hurt within his chest, his face morphing into one of hurt. oh, thats right, you left him.

DAICHI SAWAMURA — please, he's so heartbroken. he's so sad and hurt, when you were breaking up with him, he knew he couldn't change your mind, so he let you go, because he knew that was the best choice for the both of you. he stills watches over you, his protectiveness still present. he'll still watch you in class and in the hallways, his eyes never lingering off you for even a second.

"y/n—y/l/n-san," he says meekly, his eyes watching your face for any discomfort. "how are you doing?" he asks. he still attempts to talk to you, even if you crushed his heart completely. "i'm doing great, daichi-san, how about you? how is volleyball going?" his heart stings at your formality, he would do anything just to hear the way you call him by that cute nickname you gave him.

i'm hurt, i miss you, i miss you—i miss you a lot. can we get back together? "i'm doin' great, we are able to go to nationals, i'm so excited." he says with a forced grin, he hopes you don't notice the way his smile doesn't meet his eyes. "sure, let's go to the rooftop?" you say, slowly getting up from your seat. usually, you'd hold his arm as the two of you walked, but you don't. instead, you walk with a slightly behind him with much of a distance for his taste, but it's okay. he doesn't want to make it anymore awkward than it already is. he'd rather be your friend than loose you completely.

HINATA SHOUYO — he cried, he cried for days. even tsukishima felt bad for him. he was almost like a zombie, and he felt even shittier when he was so exhausted that his spikes were shit. he needed your presence, he needed you to be at his side, but you weren't there at all, you left him, you left him shattered and inconsolable. he nearly got sick with the way he was so sad, almost throwing up a few times because of how hard he cried.

"y/n," he calls out from behind you. you turn your head to look him, removing your hand from your locker. "oh, hey, shouyo," you say sheepishly, tone seemingly afraid and hesitant. you seem to know what he's already feeling. "how are you doing?" you ask, turning your body to face him.

"i.." he stammers, swallowing thickly as he tries to prevent his voice from cracking. "uhm—are you gonna be there for my game next saturday?" he asks, his eyes almost wide with the way he waits for your answer. his eyebrows furrow with sadness when you give him a bittersweet smile, "i.. maybe."

BOKUTO KOUTARO — his emotions are even worse than hinata's. he actually refuses to accept the break-up, and literally gets on his knees to beg you not to leave him. he'll literally wrap his arms around your waist, his head mushed into your belly as he cries into your embrace, mumbling apologies and love confessions. he almost loses a couple of games after the breakup because he was such an emotional wreck.

"see you later y/l/n-san." your friend says, waving a goodbye as you part ways with her. you say a goodbye as well before continuing your walk down the halls. your heart beats nervously, sometimes you see bokuto in this part of the school, but you're not surprised that you do. he pops up in front of you, almost as if he was awaiting for your arrival.

"y/n.." he whines, biting on his lower lip, his hair greatly deflated. you can only sigh at the sight in front of you. "hey, kou.." you say softly, you're not even going to try to switch to his surname or even his full first name either, that'll actually destory him and you know that.

"y/n, can we please just–", "kou," "–can we please just talk about this, i need you." he whimpers, hastily walking over to you, his hands grabbing at your elbows. "koutaro." you sternly say, your use of his first full name as him freezing in place, his lips pursing into a straight line as he tries not to cry. he's then pulling you in for a hug, his head resting in the crook of your neck and he sniffles against you, whining your name like a sweet baby. you can only rub your hand against his back comfortingly before you're pulling away from him for the last time.

AKAASHI KEIJI — he tried to handle it maturely, he really tried. he respects your decision, it'll be unfair to force you to stay in a relationship when you're unhappy. like a mature person, he's polite, so polite everyone almost forgets that you two dated. but not everyone, after all, you two dated for almost two years. he's still concerned for you, though, he still looks out for you, he always will.

"y/l/n-san, do you need help with that?" he asks, quickly coming over to your side when he sees you walking with a bunch of books in your hands. "y-yeah, please, akaashi-kun," you stutter, your arms relaxing when he takes more of the lion's share of the books from you. "thank you, they were really heavy." you joke, cheekily grinning at his help.

"no problem, just helping out." he says, looking straight ahead of him blankly. he seems to be dealing with it as well as he can, of course, he misses you, and he still resists the urge to text you late at night when he's upset. what about you though? you can't help the way you're gazing at him from behind, marveling at his pretty emerald eyes. akaashi notices, of course, but he doesn't take a plan of action to do anything about it, and neither do you. it was your decision after-all.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI — like oikawa, he acts totally unbothered. he'll brush off whenever someone sends their condolences on the breakup, either scolding them for their annoying pity, or not saying anything at all. deep inside, he's almost annoyed at the way he's so hurt. it's helpless, there's no point in being sad when he can't do anything about it. but he does, but it's over. he feels out of place, his daily structure and schedule is disrupted, and silently, he still awaits for you to call for your place back into his life.

"ah! kiyo.." you shout, trailing off when he walks right past you. it stings you greatly, but at the same time, you understand his actions. the two of you dated for nearly four years, since he was a still a young teenager. he avoids you like the plague now, not even sparing you a glance whenever he does come across you.

you won't ever deny it, even if it's a shock for your pride, you miss him. you miss him and his stupid check-ups, him and his annoying pesters of "did you wash your hands?" you thought that he would be okay with remaining as friends, and he did agree to that, but now, it's like you don't even exist to him. to him, you do, but he just refuses to interact with you, his pride hurt and crushed, as for the first time, he's disturbed.

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