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attemptinghaikyuu · 3 years

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Fake Dating: Sugawara

A/n: I’m not sure if I made him chaotic enough, but we can hope~

G/n reader

Sugawara Koushi

Being best friends with Asahi, you end up being at volleyball practice an unnecessary amount

You’re not part of the club, but at this point you might as well be

You and Asahi just kinda drag each other everywhere??

During your time at the club you become friends with the rest of the third years

It’s a tight knit group

You always eat lunch together, and during this time you notice that most other students avoid your general area

Which makes sense, y’all get pretty loud

Daichi’s yelling about the first years needing to work together, Asahi’s trying to not get in the way, Kiyoko’s just chillin, and you and Suga are laughing at it while simultaneously poking fun at Daichi

You make him even madder then he was to start with, and now you’re both regretting it

Suga and you are definitely the most childish in your group

At least that’s what Daichi says, but pffft, what does he know??

It’s not like you both snuck out at night to grab ingredients for a cake for the volleyball team once... and then made it spicy as a prank....

Definitely didn’t do that😬

Your similar interests in causing messes help cement your friendship

But you both have your own ways of cheering people up and that’s how you first genuinely connected and became friends

Being besties with Asahi means needing to comfort him on the daily, not that you mind <3

Being there for Asahi makes you happy, you give him hugs when he needs them and joke about the aces on the other teams not being able to match Asahi’s strength

Suga’s way of cheering others up are hits of love

A bonk to the head and a few words of reassurance to get his friends and teammates feeling better is his go to

Sometimes you team up to encourage someone who’s really down or nervous

By the time you’re both done the person has so much confidence, they probably think they could receive a ball (cough, Hinata, cough)

There’s also the rare occasion where you both turn to encouraging each other

It almost always turns into a competition of who can make the other feel better

These encouragement battles have the whole team gathering around to see who wins

The volleyball team also have to pull you both apart after you start aggressively caring for one another a little too much

It’s a friendship you can’t imagine being without, one where you can go to one another when somethings wrong

You usually go to Asahi when you have a problem though

However, the thing currently plaguing you is something you need Sugawara’s help in

It’s surprisingly easy to explain what’s going on and how you plan on handling it

He straight up agrees because he’s thinking this’ll be free entertainment and he’s pretty sure this will work out for you

Your idea is to gouge your best friends reaction to you dating someone because maybe you have a small crush 👉👈

Okay sO ITS HUGE AND YOU WANT TO SMOOCH ASAHI

So you’re gonna find out if he feels the same through the only idea without you confessing best idea ever conceived

You’re actually really nervous and sweaty when you see Suga before practice at the time you agreed on to tell Asahi

Suga’s smiling and seems relatively relaxed (he’s panicking on the inside, he doesn’t know what he’s doing), and you try to copy him as you spot Asahi

Waving him over, you consider bolting and going home to scream in your pillow, as he gives you a smile asking if everything’s alright

You stand there for a solid minute just thinking how to start this

Then Suga grabs your hand, making you jump as he says, “Y/n and I just wanted to tell you that we’re dating!”

Asahi makes a squeak and stares at you two in shock before chuckling

“I wondered whether you two liked each other,” He pats your head and continues, “I’m happy for you guys.”

You’re smile is strained as you nod and reply with a happy yep!

Aware of the concerned look and small squeeze from Suga’s hand as Asahi goes in the gym, you turn to quietly thank him for helping out, so you can leave as quickly as you can, when you hear deafening WOOOO’s

Looking to the gyms entrance, just in time to see Noya and Tanaka come running out, yelling about how lucky you and Suga are

Uh oh

Before you know it the whole team is around you asking questions like when you got together and who asked who out

Asahi comes over with a smile and tells everyone to leave the new couple alone

So that’s fun :,)

The whole team thinks you’re dating now and if you say you aren’t, then you’ll have to explain to Asahi why you did this

Making an in the minute decision, you answer some questions, “I asked Suga out! And I did it in the middle of one of our compliment battles.”

Suga knows what you’re doing, figuring he agreed to this, he goes along with it hoping you’re alright

Daichi pats you both on the back after the team’s interrogation

Frustration from the situation you’ve put yourself in, has you in near tears, when you finally get to apologize to Suga

Pulling you in for a hug he apologizes too

“You’re not the only one who got themselves into this mess, I did agree to it after all.” He frowns, “I really thought Asahi liked you, that’s why I said yes, so don’t worry. We’re in this together.”

A very radical conversation later, and you’ve decided to keep the dating act up for three months before telling everyone you broke up and we’re better as just friends

Nothing has changed besides you trying to be as close to Suga as possible when Asahi’s around

Daichi ends up asking if you guys actually like the other when you’ve been acting so off as of late

Asahi gives you a concerned look and asks if everything’s going okay as well

If I’m being honest, no Asahi it’s not, and yA WANNA KNOW WHY, I CAN TELL YOUAJTGBGVWZ

You refuse to tell Asahi about your feelings so you and Suga step up your fake dating game😤

You end up holding hands constantly, it’s really comforting??

He squeezes it when he see’s you stressing and it helps calm you down, like it’s super grounding

You make him lunches as thanks sometimes

He knows how to make you feel better and you can’t help but start to search for him when ever you want a hug

A cold day after practice when you’re walking home with Suga you both decided that was a couple thing to do and now you walk each other home he gives you his jacket since you forgot

He’s blushing, Suga really didn’t know you’d look so cute in it

He’s giving it to you constantly after

He gets incredibly hyped about you wearing his jacket, so much so, that you’re a little embarrassed

But... it makes you happy to have someone who cares so much and gets excited at the little things you do🥺🥺

You grab his spare jersey (with the help of Kiyoko) and start wearing it to all his games

He cries the first time he sees you do it

Sugawara isn’t a star player, he isn’t even a starting player, you choosing to wear his jersey has him feeling bubbly and warm inside

He can’t stop hugging you when the games over, he literally refuses to let you go

Not that you care, you love Suga’s hugs

They’re encompassing and safe

You don’t remember when you started talking to Asahi again, but sometime in this fake dating you found you were fine talking with him

You’re actually gushing about Suga and the small study date you have this weekend with him, when he brings up “You have actual hearts in your eyes when you’re with Suga, ya know?”

That makes you stop because what?? You still like Asahi right?

Or wait...

You gasp, startling Asahi as you realize who you like

Panic wraps around you and your friend, noticing tries to reassure you, “Sugawara does the same thing too, he really likes you okay?”

Gulping you ask “He does?”

Once he reassures that Suga does in fact have heart eyes for you, you have a slight confidence boost

Just enough to run to find Suga

He was on his way to the gym when he heard you calling him

He turns, brightening when he sees you running up to him panting

His smile gives you an extra push to finish your impulsive choice

“You’re incredible Suga, whenever I’m with you, I feel like I can take on the would! It’s like you know exactly what I need! When I see your smile after one of my bad jokes, my bad days become good ones!”

Pausing when you see Suga getting ready to join in on your compliment train, you push out the last bit. “You make me incredibly happy! And I have to ask if you’d be my boyfriend beCAUSE ID LOVE TO DATE YOU.”

Suga’s shocked

And then he’s trying to stop himself from crying

Your feeling both relieved and sick to your stomach as this happens

Maybe Suga doesn’t actually like you?? This was probably a mistake wasn’t it????

Before your overthinking can continue, Suga gives you a small kiss

He smiles as he leans his forehead on yours, murmuring “I’d love to date you.”

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getofy · 3 years

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matchup: #1 - hq boy w/ an extroverted fem reader!

—a/n: wow im genuinely so sorry for taking so long. literally school is ruining my life and i also um,, haven’t been doing the best this past month. i really hope this makes up for it !! it’s kinda long so my bad...also this is NOT proofread lol i apologize if it sucks aaaa.

DISCLAIMER: while this is a personalized matchup, they’re still headcanons, so basically anyone can enjoy them! :]

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hello @/meremoomoo ! you are so cute and tysm for being patient about ur request. i debated who you would go well with for a while, but in the end i came up with...

SUGAWARA KŌSHI!

#SUGA: “YOU’RE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE!”

#Y/N: “THANK YOU KŌSHI :].”

☆ SUGA IS PERFECT FOR YOU, AND HERE IS WHY—

PERSONALITY TYPE:

suga has a personality type of INFJ, which compliments your ENFP personality type well.

“...you may benefit from perseverance in this relationship. your sensitive, sympathetic nature may at times overtake you, leading you to make decisions that feel right but are not really the wisest option. this person, whose approach seems so cold at times, can help you to tune into your powers of objective reasoning and ensure that you are not letting emotions rule your life.” —some website i found

while INFJs are not the most compatible with ESFPs, your other personality type, wonderful things can still come out of INFJ/ESFP dynamics!

“your differences mean that you actually have a lot to offer one another. your counterpart may inspire you to slow down and think more deeply about the meaning of things, rather than just doing what feels right in the moment. in turn, you can help them to get out of their heads and enjoy life for what it is.” —some website i found

HOW YOU GUYS MET:

sugawara and you did not start off on the right foot at first...

the two of you were in the same class and sat very close to each other so he decided that he really wanted to get to know you.

he also just really likes becoming friends w/ people lol

since you were always laughing loudly with your friends during break time, he deduced that you had a good sense of humor.

he decided that jokes seemed like the right way to get to your heart win you over!

easy enough, right?

wrong.

apparently, he had caught you on a bad day because his attempts to be friendly were not received well. at all.

poor suga.

he does his best to be kind to everybody, but at the same time, he does love to poke fun at others. he probably took one of his jokes too far or something?

or maybe you really were just having a bad day?

who knows.

anyways, after that awkward encounter, he did his best to avoid you.

it’s not that he hated you, it’s just that he thought you hated him. it sort of bummed him out because you seemed cool, but he wanted to be respectful of your feelings!

*sorry it’s not enemies to lovers, but it’s close enough i hope ?

HOW HE DISCOVERED HE LIKED YOU:

the class had finished testing early, so the teacher decided to put on a movie.

AND FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON THE MOVIE WAS OLD YELLER?!!?!?

(basically it’s just an incredibly depressing dog movie. like, if you’ve never seen it then just imagine the saddest movie you’ve ever seen 10x)

anyways, you ended up crying. very loudly.

sugawara was incredibly concerned for you, since you seemed to be genuinely distraught, but he didn’t say anything

eventually, the teacher caught on to your disarray and excused you from the room so you could go calm yourself down.

after some time, the teacher tells suga to go check up on you to make sure ur not dead or whatever lol (you were taking a while).

he was hesitant to do this since he knew you weren’t too fond of him, but suga decides to do it anyways since he didn’t want to be a disobedient student.

he finds you sitting on a bench with tears streaming down your face

and MAN!!

all at once, suga gets this overwhelming urge to make you feel better. but like, as in, he-never-wants-to-see-you-in-this-kind-of-state again-otherwise-he-might-breakdown kind of urse.

despite not being super close to you, he had gotten so used to your large smiles and extroverted demeanor, that watching you cry felt foreign to him.

he missed your smile.

he soon realizes that seeing you upset hurts him because he genuinely cares about your well-being.

so he decides to make it his personal mission to make you smile again.

suga takes the spot next to you voicelesslyand tries his best to talk you through your dismay.

you don’t seem to mind the company, and to his delight you don’t seem to hate him as much as he thought you did!!

suga is very grateful for this

anyways, he manages to cheer you up, and the tips of your lips turn up into a small grin—just like he wanted them to.

AND BOY OH BOY WHEN THEY DO!!

whew this man’s heart skips a BEAT baby and he is lowkey spiraling lol he’s so confused like why is this girl’s smile making me feel some type of way

he had been so focused on what you thought about him, but he had never once stopped to consider what he thought about you (until this very moment, of course).

turns out suga was incredibly fond of you

yeah, that’s how he knew.

suga brain go brr 4 pretti girl

HOW HE CONFESSES:

you two had been hanging out more frequently as of late

and getting to know you was only making suga‘s crush grow EXPONENTIALLY

after many nights spent in long contemplation, he came to the conclusion that it was time to ‘man-up’ and just rip off the band-aid that was being honest about his feelings.

he buys a single flower (tanaka’s advice) and waits by your locker

very very simple and sweet confession typa beat :(

literally SO nervous pls help . he’s scratching the back of his neck and holding the flower out to you with a slight twinge in his cheeks.

“y/n...i know you weren’t too fond of me at first, but i...i don’t know i think we’re great together! and now that we hang out and stuff i was thinking that maybe we could-“

yeah you cut the poor boy off and said yes to put him out of his misery.

literally verbally celebrates when you accept his flower. does a lil victory dance and everything.

ugh yall r so cute.

AFTER HE CONFESSES:

YOU GUYS GET TOGETHER INSTANTLY WOOOOOO

somehow the most wholesome and chaotic couple to ever exist???

you guys spend like every waking moment together it’s adorable

noya and tanaka would jokingly hit on you and suga would pretend to be actually jealous.

i hc him as being a somewhat possessive-y boyfriend so do w that what you will

total best friend kind of lover but he’s also a sweetheart and rlly romantic + respectful abt ur needs:(

y’all r super comfy w each other !!

WHAT HE LOVES ABOUT YOU:

sugawara is usually the kind of person that’s always there for other people so he appreciates the fact that you’re the same way! you guys bond over your shared therapist/mom-friend tendencies, and quickly become the support systems you so desperately needed prior to getting together.

he’s there to listen to you about your problems and vice versa.

he adores how you can meet and sometimes even exceed his energy. it’s a nice change of pace since he usually gets scolded by daichi. </3

thinks it’s cute how much you care for animals! you’ll often find him staring at you in wonder as you pet a random dog on the street lol.

MISC HEADCANONS:

will spend hours on end watching you play video games on FaceTime. after a while, he ended up buying his own console and now you guys play together!

he’s fairly competitive, and will whine whenever you destroy beat him in a game!

he’s so cute pls

one of his favorite things to do after a long day is sit and play slower paced games such as minecraft and animal crossing with you.

whether it’s about your fav historical monument or about a new show you saw, suga will listen to you talk for hours and never get bored. usually he’s always got something to add to the convo though. sometimes you guys get overly excited together and end up speaking over each other in the same way.!

is INCREDIBLE at getting you to calm down?? like, if you ever need to be put in your place, suga knows exactly what to say to do it. does this make sense? lol. you guys have big ying and yang energy sometimes i feel.

you’re his BIGGEST supporter. whenever he’s put into games, you’re always the LOUDEST one cheering him one.

it really touches him to know that you’ll always be there to root for him!! even mr.refreshing gets down sometimes, so it’s incredible to have someone as positive as you by his side constantly reassuring him.

he’s a big animal person as well so you guys like going to volunteer at shelters together!

this was actually your second date HAHA.

if a dog is within a 40 ft radius from y’all, it is almost guaranteed that you guys will sprint to go pet them.

since you’re both athletic, you guys help each other practice sports together! suga’ll throw u soft toss and help you run drills and hype u up before games. & you’ll help him work on his technique and such <33.

y’all totally gossip together wow. you said you were a bit on the meaner side of the spectrum and lowkey he doesn’t mind AT ALL. he lives for it HAHAHAHA.

he literally thinks you’re stunning so it upsets him whenever you get insecure, but he’s always got the right thing to say to cheer you up! genuinely just,,,, so good with his words. if you’re having a bad night, he’s ready to come to your rescue with a gentle smile and funny one-liner and maybe a documentary if you’re lucky enough.

in his eyes, everything about you is beautiful. your hair. your freckles. your body. your laugh. your smile. everything!! he’s going to do whatever it takes for you to love yourself in the same way he loves you.

this man so whipped smh 🙄🙄

tl;dr: suga thinks you hate him. you don’t. you start hanging out. he confesses to you by the lockers. you start dating. you are infinitely better at gaming than he is and will never let him forget it.

YOUR ANTHEMS (in no particular order):

darling by christian leave

pleasantries (with your lover) by mustard service

upside down by jack johnson

sunflower, vol.6 by harry styles

what do you like in me? by nasty cherry

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—CONGRATS! YOU’VE WON THE HEART OF ONE OF THE PRETTIEST SETTERS ON THE BLOCK. TREAT HIM WELL! ☆

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minsugapie · 4 years

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Mary’s Song: part 12a (2063 words) - I liked you

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Jeon Jungkook wasn’t just your anime-loving, manga-drawing, hair-pulling, ex-neighbour. You hadn’t even spoken to him since he had moved away. But the world worked in funny ways because...

He was probably the reason you were still alive.

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“And our daddies used to joke about the two of us

Growing up and fallin' in love

And our mamas smiled, and rolled their eyes

And said, "Oh, my, my, my””

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i was feeling fluffy i guess...

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“I think it’s great that you finally told your mom about what’s happening,” Jungkook said as he walked into the bathroom. You were currently inside, brushing your teeth.

You make eye contact with him through the mirror, trying to smile through the toothpaste covering your lips and the toothbrush sticking out of your mouth.

He grabbed his toothbrush from out of the cup and started brushing his own teeth. You hadn’t stopped looking at him as he did this, completely forgetting what you were in the bathroom for. You didn’t realize you had been staring at him until he bumps you with his shoulder, meeting your eyes through the mirror once again. You quickly finished, finally breaking eye contact.

“I’m going to take the couch tonight…you can have the bed,” you meekly said, ducking your head as you walked through the door. You were glad he didn’t say anything or argue with you.

Being around Jungkook still made you nervous, and you always felt embarrassed around him and even more so now that your mom revealed that he’s essentially broken your heart. It wasn’t something you’d ever wanted him to know. You actually didn’t even let him finis brushing his teeth before you walked down the hall and back to his room to grab your pillow and the blanket that Jungkook had been using on the couch.

Jimin and Taehyung were still both at the studio, finishing up the album, since Yoongi had to leave quickly the other day without giving a reason why. But they were all friends and the album was ahead of schedule, so it wasn’t that big of a deal.

Settling onto the couch, it was quiet. You wondered if Jungkook was going to walk to the kitchen to get his nightly glass of water, but you must have been tired because you fell asleep. Whether he got that water or not, you’d never know.

You thought something felt off when you went to bed that night…and it wasn’t just because you took the couch. It wasn’t like you were exactly the most sound sleeper to begin with, but this was just something that made it even harder.

In the time you’d been there, you’d woken yourself up with a scream twice, but there was something new about the nightmare that you had that night. The scream this time was worse than it had ever been before. It was louder, and it took longer for you to wake up from it. You were stuck in your imagination.

It was awful and actually just a stupid, stupid dream. You were laying on the ground, helpless, while Nic was a dementor from Harry Potter that was sucking out your soul—which is essentially what had been happening in your relationship with him.

In fact, the only reason you awoke was because Jungkook shook you awake, for a while. “Y/N! Y/N! Wake up!”

There were tears streaming down your face when you opened your eyes to a very concerned looking Jungkook. He was quick to wipe the tears from your cheeks and comfort you in any way that he could. “So you want to talk about it?” He whispered, helping you sit up.

You shook your head with a sniffle, letting the comfort from Jungkook wash over you.

“Do you want to take the bed? I can sleep on the couch again. You seem to sleep better in the room…” What Jungkook didn’t realize was the fact that the room was so much like him and was full of his smell, so it automatically comforted you. Jungkook, regardless of what he did to you in high school, used to be your knight in shining armour. Yeah, he used to tease you and pull your hair, but at the end of the day, he had your back. And you still had his back even after how he treated you.

“I’ll take the bed…but will you stay with me, Bun?” You asked, getting up and grabbing his wrists to bring him with you. “…at least until I fall back asleep?”

Jungkook didn’t exactly answer, but he let you drag him towards the bedroom anyways. Quickly, he asked himself, “I wonder when Tae and Chim are coming home? That would have been some scream for them to hear…”

When you settled under the covers, you waited for him to lay beside you. You took the side that you had slept on before. Jungkook stared at you for a few seconds before he hesitated to get under the covers as well. He was rigid as a board laying beside you until you told him to relax. “Bun, we used to take baths together for Christ’s sake…I think you can loosen up a little.” You could have taken your own advice while brushing your teeth earlier.

He turned his head to looked at you, before he looked at the ceiling again. “It’s different this time because I should tell you some things, but I’m not sure if it’s exactly the right time for it…” He admitted. You looked at him with a curious expression. You should have been trying to fall back asleep, but you were wide awake now, nightmare of Nic leaving your mind completely.

Jungkook finally turned towards you, letting his body relax. You were both laying on your sides, facing each other.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I need to tell you why I was an asshole to you back in high school. Otherwise, I’m going to go crazy.”

You scrunched up your eyebrows at what he said. You didn’t need him to explain himself after all these years. You were both adults, and you were sure that he was just annoyed that you’d been following him around for years.

“No. Don’t look at me like that, Honey. This is something that I need to get off my chest. You should be me at me because you did nothing wrong. Listen, I can’t believe I’m admitting this to you, but I consider you my first love…the one that got away.”

You were surprised at what he admitted. You never once expected him to say that…especially because that was exactly who he was to you.

Continuing, he closed his eyes but grabbed your hand under the covers, “I was a jerk because when you got into high school, you stopped paying attention to me. I thought that it was something that I wanted. Hell, I even prayed for you to leave me alone! But when you finally did, I wasn’t happy. You were always mature for your age, and when all the girls around you were giving all of us older boys attention, you kept your distance. You didn’t even notice that boys were paying attention to you either. It started to become obvious to everyone that I wanted your attention, and the only way that I could get you to react to me in any way was to be mean and make you pay attention to me that way. Obviously, I liked you.”

Your mouth fell open about halfway through his speech. How were you supposed to respond to something like that? What you’d wanted to hear from him for your whole life, a confession, just happened, but it was past tense. And anyways, why were you even worried about it? Clearly relationships just weren’t for you. Nic and Jungkook proved that.

Jungkook bit his lip as he waited for some sort of reaction from you. When you failed to say anything and only continued to stare at him, he spoke again, “And since I’ve already shared so much, I might as well admit that I modelled the main character of my webtoon after you. I’d never payed attention to anyone as much as I did to you, so it was easy to draw her, my character I mean.”

You cracked a smile at that. Everything that he said to you was really flattering, especially the webtoon bit. “If I’m not mistaken, you used to draw me when we were little, too, but I was more of a typical manga-style character back then. I always believed in your dream to be an animator, you know. I was your biggest fan, Bun.”

“You’re not mad?” He subconsciously scooted closer to you as he asked this. You noticed, however.

“I’m not mad. If there’s any man in the world I should be mad at, I think we know who it is.” There was not one inch of your body that still liked Nic. His face, although conventionally attractive, was ugly. You couldn’t even believe that you’d loved him. You’d fallen out of love a while back. It was even before you first started your escape plan. So, the slight increase in your heartbeat from Jungkook was not exactly unexpected, although it definitely was currently unwanted.

“Well, I’m glad you found me again, Honey. Although, it fucking sucks that it had to be in this type of situation.”

His eyes were closed again, but they shot open you grabbed his hand and placed it on your head.You looked at him with the cutest face you could muster.

“Are you going to try to sleep again?” He asked, starting to play with your hair. It was exactly what you’d wanted when placing his hand there.

You took a deep breath, yawning in the process. “Yeah.”

“You don’t want me to sing?”

With a small smile, you replied, “Can’t you play with my hair and sing?”

He scoffed. “You’re lucky I still feel kind of guilty. Now close your eyes and listen.”

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Jimin was waiting behind Taehyung as he unlocked the door to the apartment at 3:30 in the morning. They’d been at the studio all night, but the album was finally complete. It felt amazing, but they were all in need of sleep. Yoongi was groaning for the last couple hours about getting back to Cherry and Jimin just couldn’t take it. He could handle lovey-dovey couples, but they were a lot to handle sometimes. He wasn’t an idiot—he knew that Yoongi had left the other day to go to her. Jimin loved Cherry, he really did, but all this stress about the album was making him bitter. He hadn’t had a girlfriend in years, and he hadn’t gotten laid in months.

It was nice having at least one friend that was single, but even Jungkook was starting to get closer to you, who was his childhood “unrequited” love.

“Yah…It’s good to be home,” Taehyung said a little too loudly, cringing at himself before walking into his bedroom. He’s gotten the master bedroom when Yoongi moved out, and it had its own bathroom. Lucky fuck.

Jimin closed the front door and immediately went to the living room to see who was on the cough tonight. He was surprised to find it empty. Maybe one of you was in the bathroom?

But when he walked to the bathroom, the lights were off.

Did Jungkook send you off to Cherry’s again? It was almost a waste because he just ended up singing to you over the phone to get her to fall asleep anyways. Speaking of that, literally none of them knew that he knew how to sing. Jimin was still shook.

Walking past Jungkook’s room to get to his own, he had to backtrack when he passed the door because he could have sworn that he’d seen two people in the bed. He wasn’t wrong. There were, in fact, two people in the bed, but they were only taking up about as much space as one person needed.

Jimin had to take a picture of them. Jungkook had you wrapped in his arms, fingers softly resting between strands of her hair. Judging by the nearness, Jimin assumed that your legs were tangled together. Your head was cradled into his chest, hands tightly tucked between your bodies.

It was cute, he had to admit—especially for two people who hadn’t seen each other in years. What really set him off was the fact that Jungkook’s lips were almost pressed against your forehead, brushing your skin with every breath he took.

Jungkook didn’t want to admit it, but he had it bad for you...even now. Jimin wondered if maybe the reason he’d never dated anyone before was because he’d still been hung-up on the girl currently in his arms…

On a completely separate note, he’d sure be using this photo for personal gain in the future.

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aetm-malereaderimagines · 4 years

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Hey! How about a male reader scenario where the reader has an intense crush on Sawamura Daichi and finally confesses to him ( after a LOT of struggling) only to find out Daichi was also about to confess to him on the same day. Also i love your effort to make male reader scenarios. It really makes it easy for queer males to also have the same experience as straight female fans. Keep it up!!

Firstof all, thank you for your request! Second of all, duh XD I’m a gayguy myself so ofc I write gay fanfiction! Mymain reason to start this blog was actually my frustration caused bybeing unable to find decent HQ!! reader inserts where the reader islegitimately gender-neutral. Yes, even gender-neutral. There are some nicemale reader inserts out there but they’re few and far between.So I usually end up looking for gender-neutral insterts, headcanons, and scenarios but… Some of them areblatantly meant for female readers. Some of them claim to be gender-neutral but you can clearly see they’re actually not or just employ male and female gender stereotypes I’m definitely not comfortable with. And some ofthem are female reader inserts that are tagged as x male reader… SoI decided to say “fuck it” and create some content myself that myfellow queer readers can actually enjoy! LGBT people are alreadydenied the same experience regarding love and sexuality that straight people get so if I can somehow contribute to making this world ofours a little less fucked up for my fellow queer folks, that’s all I could ever wish for!

Okay, but enough of myinconsistent rambling and let’s get into the actual scenario!Although I probably have a crush on every and each HQ!! character(well, maybe except some of the older guys lol), Daichi is actuallyone of those I’d probably consider the best boyfriend material soI’m really glad you requested a scenario for him! Justfyi, I made the readerKarasuno’s 2ndyear manager so that Ihave something to start from, hopefully you don’t mind. Ireally hope you’ll like it! enjoy!

Also let me apologize that it took me so long to write this but for some reason, I’ve been feeling utterly uninspired lately :/ It took the first episode of S4 and a volleyball match I watched yesterday for me to finally get some inspiration to finish this scenario XD

Pairing: Sawamura Daichi x Male Reader

Word count: 1659

告り告られ — A Double Confession

“Oh come on, just confess tohim!”

“You know I can’t!”

“You can and you will!”Yachi’s eyes bored into you and you turned your gaze away, feelingas though those two goldenorbs were penetrating your very soul. “Why do you have to make itharder than it actually is? You like him, you confess, you gettogether. Simple!”

“Like hell it would go thatsmoothly,” you scoffed. “I don’t even know if he’s gay.”

“Oh come on, have you not seenhow close he is with Sugawara-san?”

“But that’s precisely theproblem!” You looked Yachi in the eye confrontingly. “If he’snot gay, I don’t even have a chance, and even if he is, I stilldon’t have a chance since he’s probably already inlove with Suga-san.”

“…you will confess to himeventually anyways,” Yachi cut the conversation, pouting.

You looked away. You knew she wasright. You were going to confess to him eventually. It’s just… Itwas so fucking hard to work up the courage. You’dhad a crush on Daichi since your first year, since a while afteryou’djoined the volleyball club.

Atfirst, it was all fun and games. Youjoined the club simply because you liked volleyball but getting towatch pretty boys get all worked up and sweaty while playing was anice bonus for you. Once you realized you liked Daichi, it got evenmore fun… for a while. Howmany people could say they get to see their crash shirtless on adaily basis?

But the longer you watched, thecloser you got to him, the more painful it got. Daichicould look scary at first, especially during practice sessions whenhe had to rein in first and second years, but asalways, appearances couldbe deceptive. Youmanaged to befriend him, also getting closer with Suga and Asahi inthe process, but soon yourealized that being just friends was hardly enough for you. Youstill couldn’t forget that one time when Daichi said you were “likea younger brother to him” and how much it hurt.

“All right!”

What snapped you out of yourcontemplation was Daichi’s voice. Whileyou were bickering with Yachi standing on the side of the court, theboys were actually training. Shimizu was in charge of taking notestoday so you and Yachi didn’t have much to do at the moment.

You turnedyour eyes in the direction Daichi’svoice had come from. Andthere he was, looking asgood as always, with that damn smile of his he always had on his faceafter a good receive, just a few feet away from you.

So close yet so far.

It was the day. It was the dayyou were going to confess to Daichi.

It had been a month since yourargument with Yachi. Over the last 30 daysand even more late-night phone calls with Yachi, you decided toconfess your feelings to Daichi. Even if he didn’t like you back,you wanted him to know what you feel. The days were growing longerand Spring High wasgetting closer and closer. Regardless of whether you won or lost, thethird-years were going to quit the club once the tournament was over.And once that happened,you were bound to grow more distant with Daichi, let alone having achance to confess to him. If you were going to do it, you had to doit now.

The morning sun was shininggently upon you as you walked through the schoolyard withyour heart pounding in your chest andyou still had like half a day to go before the actual confession. Youreally hoped your teachers wouldn’t quiz you today. You’dprobably fail it miserably since you couldn’t focus on anythingelse but the dreadful perspective of what was going to happen thisevening.

Yourplan was simple. You were going to take alittle longer cleaningup after practice so that you end up staying alone in the storageroom. Then, Yachi was going to “notice” that you’re missing andask Daichi to go and look for you because she had “somethingimportant to talk to you about.” If everything went smoothly, youwere going to end up alone with Daichi in the storage room. That wasgoing to be your chance.

When you were going overthe plan in your head walking down the hallway, your phone rang. Youpulled your phone out of your bag to find out you had a new text fromYachi.

“I’m sorry m(_ _)m”

You tilted your head. That wasall she wrote.

“What do you mean?” youtexted back as you entered your classroom.

You spent the first periodstressing over Yachi’s message. Whatever she was sorry about, itwas bound to be nothing good.

Turnedout Yachiwas sick.

Accordingto Yachi herself, he had suddenly felt really unwell last night whichhadturned out to beonly the beginning of a long, feverish night. Whenher mom had taken her to the doctor this morning, she’d beendiagnosed with a bad case of influenza. Shewould probably be staying at home for at least a week.

Yourplan was ruined, which of course made you very upset… but somewheredeep in your heart, you also felt kind of relieved that the momentyou were going to confess to Daichi was put off by at least a week,and you hated yourself for it.

Youlet out a deep sigh as you leaned against a mop you held in yourhands. Youended up being the last one left in the gym anyways, no matter yourplan. You’dlied to Shimizu and the guys about needing to clean up the storageroom—you needed some time foryourself.

“Needsome help?”

Youturned your face up to find the source of the voice only to be facesby Daichi leaning against the door frame, looking at you.

You gulped.

You didn’t even need your planto be left alone with Daichi.

If this wasn’t the heavenstelling you it was high time you’d confessed then what was.

“Yeah,actually, I’m really glad you’re here,” you said, lookingstraight at Daichi. “There’s something I need to tell you.” Yougulped. “I like you.”

Youfinally said it.

Daichi stood in front of yousilently, as though processing what you had just said, and you justwaited. You weren’t going anywhere until you got an answer,especially given that Daichi was standing in the doorway, blockingyour way. You had quite a spectacle to watch anyways.

Thefirst few seconds, Daichi’s face just… froze, as he stared at youunblinkingly. Then came a slight blush which gradually turned moreand more red eventually taking on the color of an especially ripebeet. Hecovered hismouth with both of his hands, as though he was in an utter shock.Which he probably was. It took him like half a minute to calm down.Once his blush subsided a little bit, he lowered his hands andfinally let himself blink.

“I… I like you, too,” hesaid quietly, turning his eyes away from you.

“No, I don’t mean it likethat.” You smiled sadly. “I mean it, like, in a romantic way.”

“That’s what I mean, too.”

This time it was you that foundyourself shook to the bone.

“What…wait, what?!”

“I actually came here toconfess to you,” Daichi explained, his blush growing brighteragain. “Shimizu told me you’d said you’d stay in the gym alittle longer and everyone else has already left so I thought it wasmy chance…”

You stared at each otherwordlessly for a few seconds. You were the one to start laughing.

“Whatthe hell is this?! Whathave I even been worried about this past year?!”

“Iknow, right?” Daichi giggled as well. “Wait,you’ve had a crush on me fora yearalready?!”

“Over a year, I’d say,” youresponded. “You?”

“You beat me on that one.”Daichi’s smile was really the most beautiful thing you’d everseen. “I’d say since the previous Spring High? You remember howyou cheered me up after we lost? That’s when I realized.”

“Isee.” You couldn’t stop grinning. “So I guess we’reboyfriends now?”

“I guess so.” Daichi grabbedyour hand and pulled you toward the door. “Let’s go hometogether.

“That’s so amazing!!!!!!I’m so happy for you two!!!!!!!!! And I’m so so sorry I couldn’thelp you today T_T”

You smiled at your phone. Yachiwas really the sweetest.

“If you hadn’t supportedme this whole time, I wouldn’t have confessed to him in the firstplace!”

“Sorry you had to wait.”

You put your phone back into yourpocket as you turned your eyes to Daichi. He had to grab hiss stufffrom the club room and you’d been waiting for him downstairs.

“No problem,” you responded,readjusting the strap of your bag on your shoulder. “Shall we gothen?”

“Let’s.”

You walked down the streetleading up to the school. You were talking and laughing, enjoyingeach other’s presence. It was late and there was nobody around.Daichi grabbed your hand and you squeezed it back.

“Hey,” Daichi started, hisvoice sounding a little anxious. “Don’t you wanna come over? Myparents are at home but I’m sure my mom will be happy to have youover for dinner. We could watch some movies or something.”

“Sure thing,” you respondedwith a smile. “I’d love that.”

Daichi smiled at you again andyou couldn’t hold yourself back any longer. You leaned in placing agentle kiss on his lips.

A clap of distant thunder rumbled throughthe skies. You couldn’t know that yet but it was just the beginningof a thunderstorm that was going to force you to stay the night atDaichi’s house.

Not that you minded.

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ushitrash · 4 years

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what could have been

pairing: daichi x fem!reader

genre: angst, high school/college au

warnings: none :3

word count: 5.3k+

a/n: i wanted to write an angst that would’ve ended all angsts, but it’s been a while since i wrote one, so it’s a bit shabby. yoroshiku onegai~!

I sometimes wonder if following you around back then was worth it. By going up to you whenever I had the chance, to make my feelings a tiny bit more obvious. Maybe if I did things differently would we be better now? Worse? I can’t say for sure. Neither will you. But since when did wondering about the past make the present better, right?

You let out a laugh. It’s been years since everything happened. Strange for you to suddenly think about this, to talk to him in your head even though you knew he couldn’t hear you.

Was it the candle burning in the kitchen? Or the dinner you had thirty minutes ago.. No, it must have been the song that randomly queued on Spotify while you were folding your clothes.

Whatever it was, it brought you back years. Whether you liked it or not, the memories of him hit you one by one.

Your family moved into a new neighborhood. You weren’t particularly shy, but you weren’t obnoxiously loud, either. You were very curious, but not enough to be rude. You were trying to find the box with your plush bunnies and froggies, but you couldn’t. What could a five year old do with a taped box anyway, even if she did find it?

So you decided to ask your mom or dad, but they were outside talking to the people helping you move in. You didn’t want to bother them, so you plopped down onto the grass, eyes pointed at the sky. You heard a voice.

“What’s your name?”

You weren’t sure if they were talking to you, but you turned your head around anyway.

“Y/N.”

“Oh really? I’m Daichi. Wanna play with us?”

He pointed to two boys behind him.

You weren’t sure, but then one of them spoke up.

“We’re not scary! In fact, you’re probably stronger than Asahi.”

The last boy tried to deny it, but all that came out was stutters.

“See?,” the second boy said proudly, “Join us! We’ll show you how to build the best Lego castle ever.”

Daichi bent his knees and reached out his hand. “Wanna come?”

You nodded and grabbed his hand. He pulled you up and led you to his house, which was right next to yours.

After sitting down and drinking some juice, the loud one introduced himself.

“I’m Koushi! Koushi Sugawara. You can call me Koushi or Suga for short. Either works.”

You nod.

“And I’m Asahi. But don’t try to scare me on purpose, because although I don’t want to admit it, I get scared easily like Suga said.”

Suga beamed.

Daichi added, “We’re seven years old. How old are you?”

“I’m five.”

“Nice! Okay, do you like blue or red? For the first layer of the castle? You can do that first. I wanna make the bridge.”

“Suga, I think we should let her choose what she wants to do-”

You didn’t mind. You were happy, actually.

“I’ll do the first layer! Thank you Daichi Onii-chan, Suga Onii-chan, Asahi Onii-chan hehe”

You were too busy picking out the blue Legos to notice that their faces turned red.

And well, everything was history from there.

Uhh..not really.

You guys grew up together. You followed the trio around everywhere you could. If you thought you were being annoying in the slightest, however, you knew to leave them alone. But that didn’t hide the fact that you were crushing on Daichi. There was no specific moment when you realized, and no moment of denial about it. It was natural for you to like him, essentially. You didn’t tell anyone, though, because he was actually pretty popular in school. Girls went up to you asking what his type was, or if you could pass on a note or snack to him for them. You didn’t mind. You guys were best friends, after all.

You were hoping for something different when high school started, though. Who wouldn’t? The new uniforms, bigger campus, and the cherry blossoms falling on everyone would even make a rock want to romanticize everything. So you made a promise to yourself. If he didn’t like anyone by the time he graduated, you’d confess. Maybe. Actually, you weren’t too sure for it to be a promise, but it was a start.

As school started, each day was the same, yet so different. Seeing him was a routine. A regular routine might have been boring for anyone else. But for you, it wasn’t. If you were panicking about the textbook you left at home, he’d ask someone for you and place it in your locker. If he saw you looking at the vending machine disappointingly, he’d open your hand and place a few quarters on it so you can buy the juice box. If you were running to the cafeteria with your friends, and accidentally trip on your own feet, he’d catch that too. He’d give you a bandage and ask if your knee is alright before class would start.

You knew that he knows you best. You knew that he always looks out for you. Because you’re his younger sister. So you forced it down. Don’t think about it in that way. He’d also act that way towards Suga and Asahi if they were girls.

But you noticed him and his surroundings, too. You saw the girl who asked if she could meet him outside after school because she had something to say. You saw another girl purposely trying to get his attention by faking a headache. And you saw that girl slipping a note in his locker with a hopeful look on her face. You wouldn’t mind if it stopped at that. But it’s Daichi we’re talking about here. Patient, kind, and generous. He gave all of those girls the time and attention they were seeking. Because he’s nice.

The first semester was a few weeks short of being finished, and it was almost time for finals. You had a habit of tugging a piece of hair whenever you were stressed, and yes, you were doing that habit of yours while reading your notebook in the empty classroom. You heard a knock on the open door, so you looked up.

“My oh my, look who it is. Ain’t it Queen of Pulling All My Hair Out Before a Test Y/N.”

You rolled your eyes.

“Suga, maybe you can’t see with those terrible eyes of yours, but I’m clearly trying to study here.”

He laughed.

“I know you hate me for saying this, but I will never stop even when I die. You need to chill sometimes.”

“Then don’t say it!”

“Ok well, I wasn’t going to stay long anyways, because I have to go to volleyball practice.”

“Have fun. Imma go to your house, take your place, and stuff myself at dinner.”

He stuck a tongue out at you.

“Wait, before I leave. I have something else to say.”

“Go ahead.”

“Suck it up and tell Daichi already.”

You tried to play it off by asking what he was talking about.

“Oh, I know. So don’t act like you don’t have a soft spot for him. We only have one semester left before we leave, and with all these girls flocking towards him, it’ll be a matter of time before he says yes to one of them.”

You didn’t try to deny it. If Daichi was the caring one, Suga was the all-knowing, teasing one.

“But you know he doesn’t see me in that way.”

“You never know. Daichi and I don’t share every single little thought we have, you know. Do you want to see him spend his time with a random girl we’ve never talked to? You don’t. I don’t either. I’d rather have you next to him way more than someone else.”

You just looked down at your notebook, not realizing you underlined the definition of an acid base redox reaction a countless number of times.

“Maybe,” you whispered.

“I can’t hear you. The Y/N I know does not give up on things she wants.”

“Alright, alright. Hurry up and go to volleyball.”

He smiled and walked out of the classroom.

You let out a breath. You didn’t know what to do. But you knew Suga was right. You had to do something.

Finals were over and winter break started. You tried to make your feelings more obvious to him. The four of you went hiking on a snowy mountain. You packed him an extra hand warmer. The boys practiced volleyball while you watched. You gave only him a towel. There were also anime nights at your place, but Asahi would always be the first one to fall asleep so those nights ended quickly. But you still bid good night to Daichi a bit sweeter than to the other two. He was very attentive to you, but not to the extent of noticing those details,

The new semester started, and things were pretty much the same. Daichi got confessions every week, while you just watched. He still took time out of his day to make sure you were alright, and if you needed anything. You honestly thought your efforts weren’t making a difference, but you still tried. You made sure to go to all of their volleyball games. When he hugged you after each one, you made sure to hug him back an extra bit harder. On Valentine’s Day, you made him brownies, while you gave the other two store-bought chocolate. You hoped the other two didn’t notice. But in fact they did. Daichi was the only one who didn’t.

Weeks passed. Then it was the day you were dreading the most. Their graduation day. You sat among the audience, biting your lip from the nervousness. Even throughout the ceremony, you couldn’t pay attention, because you were thinking of all the reactions he could ever give you to your confession. You were shaking your leg so hard that your mom sitting next to you put her hand on it to make it stop. It seemed only five minutes passed, but all of a sudden the ceremony was over. You stood up to go outside and to wait for the graduates to go to their families.

You were pacing back and forth, tugging a piece of your hair, and biting your lip when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You jump from the surprise, and you hear a laugh from behind you.

“I’m sorry for scaring you. Is something on your mind? I could see you pacing even from inside the building.”

You knew it was him. The hand gave him away. The gentle, yet sturdy feeling that comforted you immediately. You turned around.

“Congrats Daichi! I’m so proud of you. Don’t forget all of us when you’re at college, okay?”

He laughs. “I’ve never said this, but I miss you calling me Onii-chan. Why don’t you do that anymore?”

“It’s weird and embarrassing to say that in high school,” you say with a blush.

He smiles at you again.

There was a pause. Which was strange because there were no pauses ever between you two.

He cleared his throat.

The both of you said something at the same time. But being the gentleman he was, he insisted you go first.

But you were scared. This was foreign. You guys were never awkward, so that pause scared you.

“No, you go first. We’re celebrating you today, so it’s rude for me to interrupt you.”

“Haha alright. Well..We still have the summer, but I’ll miss you a lot when I leave, Y/N.”

You nod.

“Please be honest. Have you ever thought of me as more than.. friends?”

You were speechless. Never in a million years did you expect him to bring this topic up first.

You hesitated. You didn’t know why. You knew you had to say something, but words wouldn’t form.

“If not, then forget me asking. I don’t know what came over me-”

“Wait-”

“DAICHI~~! WE’RE GOING TO TAKE A FAMILY PICTURE!”

He looked back to his family, and turned back to you.

“Talk to you later?”

You nodded slowly, and he left.

You sat down on the grass dumbfounded.

Why didn’t you say anything? It seemed like there was something there. A sliver of hope in his voice when he asked you. But now it just seemed like he was the fool for asking. No. You needed to tell him how you felt, so you stood up and jogged to where he was. But of course. You’re too late, like always. Girls surrounded him, giving him flowers, candy, etc. You stood from afar, watching him thank them.

You went back home after the day was over. It was quite hectic, because of all of the picture taking and the dinner afterwards. You were actually so tired that you would’ve slept right away once you went to your room, but you heard someone call you as you were taking your shoes off at the front door.

“Y/N?”

Your head turned to the voice.

“I’m sorry we were interrupted earlier. Do you have time now?”

There he was. Still in his dress shirt and pants. You smiled at him. “Of course.”

You guys walked to the park five minutes away from your houses and sat on the nearest bench.

There was another pause.

“Um,” you say first. It seemed like he was intending for you to speak before he did.

So you continued.

“I don’t know what you think, Daichi. Despite you being the easiest man to read, I still can’t read you. Even though I’ve known you the longest, besides Suga and Asahi, I get confused every day. But however you respond, I want to tell you this before you leave.”

You took a deep breath.

“I like you. I’ve always liked you. Ever since that day you pulled me up so we could make that Lego castle. I liked you even more when you helped me find my plush toys I thought I lost. I liked you even when you left for middle school while I was still in 5th grade. You still helped me with my homework even though it was obvious other boys wanted you to play volleyball with them. I still liked you even when girls would come up to me asking what your ideal type was. I still liked you even though you spent hours day in and out at volleyball, not knowing when you’d finish. I wanted to make every single thing you did for me special. Even though I knew that I’m just a little sister to you.”

You were trying so hard not to see his reaction. You didn’t even know what to expect from him. Shock? Disappointment? Regret? Or maybe something else?

“So I tried to do something about it. Because I know if I didn’t, then I’ll regret not doing anything. I don’t know if you noticed or not, but all those little things I did just for you were to show you my feelings.”

You felt a hand on your head. You turned to him and he has a look on his face you’ve never seen before. A look you couldn’t decipher even though you knew him for 10+ years.

“I did notice, Y/N.”

He noticed.

“How could I not? You were always greedy with the hand warmers, and you said you didn’t like approaching guys who were sweaty. You would also be the next one to fall asleep after Asahi at your house, but you would be wide awake even after the anime was done. You only baked brownies for your parents, and once in three years for us. So when I saw that Suga and Asahi got chocolate, how could I not notice?”

You looked down at your hands that were picking at the hem of your skirt.

“But I’m sorry.”

You couldn’t help but lift your head to face him.

“I’m afraid I can’t return your feelings.”

Tears you held for who knows how long slipped down your face.

“I’m being a jerk just by saying this, but could you wait for me?” You were confused. He was never a jerk, and he will never be one.

“What do you mean?” “I don’t want to make a promise that will eventually hurt both of us. But could you wait for me until after you graduate high school?”

You understood, so you nodded.

He squeezed your hand. “Good girl.”

He always called you that whenever you did something right. When you aced your tests, or finally understood a concept you were struggling with for weeks. When you bragged that you did your laundry early this week instead of dragging it on until you had no clothes left. When you helped pick up the volleyballs whenever the trio would practice at the park by themselves.

But what was so right about pushing your feelings down yet again? He stood up and said one last thing before suggesting going back home.

“You’ll always be the one for me, you know that Y/N?”

Of course. His sister, his friend. Someone who’d listen to everything on his mind, no matter how random and small it was.

“I was always happy when you started school with us. But we’d leave after one year, and you’d be alone again. That part made me sad, but we still hung out often, right?”

Right. But would he know that those two years in elementary and middle school, and now high school, were harder on you?

“But now we’re leaving you again. I’m sorry. That we were born two years apart.”

The tears kept streaming down.

“But it’s different now,” you managed to mutter.

He bent down before you and wiped your tears away.

“I know.. But I’ll come home every summer and winter break, so I’ll make sure to bother you then. Bother you so much that you’d want me to move permanently back to Tokyo.”

He somehow knew how to make you laugh, and you did. And as you guys were leaving the park and heading home, you forgot the past conversation and acted like nothing happened.

“I’d never say that to you.”

“Oh, but you definitely would to Suga and Asahi.”

“I wouldn’t to Asahi! He’s so nice to me.”

“Haha, I’m telling Suga.”

“Ugh, he’s going to give me the silent treatment for years.”

And you both laughed, because that’s who you guys were. Friends who made each other feel better.

Five years later.

Another graduation. Except it was in Tokyo. This one was bigger, louder, and longer. And this time, you changed. It wasn’t a day full of being nervous and anxious. Despite the loud environment, you were calm and composed. When Daichi’s name was called, you cheered for him, but not how you would’ve five years ago. You still loved him, but not in that way anymore. You were different, and he was too.

You were researching colleges to apply to in your senior year. You weren’t sure which ones, because there were too many that all looked the same to you. Part of you wanted to stay home, because that was safe and comfortable to you. Another part wanted you to leave. Tokyo? Kyoto? Maybe even somewhere else entirely? But then Daichi called you, asking how school was going, and he suggested you visit his college and see how it was. Five year old you would’ve had no hesitation. 18 year old you did. But you said yes anyway, because you were curious about the school, and him.

You pull your suitcase out from the trunk of the taxi, and you see him jogging towards you.

“Y/N,” he said as he hugged you.

“Daichi-”

“Give me the suitcase. I’ll take it.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you.”

“Did you grow taller?”

“I think like 5 cm? Not that much haha”

“I knew it. You look like you’re doing well.”

“You too.”

His hair was a bit longer. He wore clothes he didn’t usually before. It’s been a while since you saw him, so it was obvious he looked different.

“I told my kouhai to meet us at the front of the college entrance. She’s pretty excited to meet you.”

“Oh, that’s nice. I hope I’m not bothering her by staying at her place.”

“Don’t worry about that at all. She doesn’t mind in the slightest.”

There was something else that changed about him that you didn’t want to admit.

You should’ve realized when he said he couldn’t come back for winter break that year. And the summer break after that. And the winter break after that. He was busy, he said. And you believed him, because the Daichi you knew never lied.

But you admit now that he’s changed, and the look on his face when he talked about that girl was new. He never looked like that when you saw him getting chocolates from other girls. Heck, he never even talked to you like that before.

But you reminded yourself that the main reason why you agreed to go was to see the school. And if this kouhai was someone reliable who could answer any question you had about the school, then so be it.

You met her at the college entrance as promised, and she was indeed happy to see you.

She was pretty, kind, and generous. Characteristics mirrored in Daichi. You couldn’t hate her or be jealous of her. She made sure you had answers to every question you had, food that you really enjoyed, and a place to call home for the next few days. After the first day of touring around, you both went to the dorm and got ready to sleep.

“How was everything today?”

“It was fun! It’s not like I didn’t have any expectations, but I understand why Daichi chose here and how happy he is.”

“Right? It’s so nice here. You’re so lucky to have known Daichi-san for a long time.”

“Haha, yeah, he’s a really great person.”

“He is! He’s really popular, too. You can tell by the crowd of girls waiting outside of his classroom so they can talk to him.”

Oh wow, I guess girls are the same everywhere you go.

“How did you guys meet?”

“Oh, I wasn’t sure what to major at the time, but my friend’s boyfriend is a friend of his, so he helped me find what I wanted to do. We became friends after that.”

But you could tell that in her eyes that she wanted him to be more than that.

“If Daichi is so popular, why isn’t he dating anyone?”

You knew him well, but you still wanted to prod.

“He always laughs it off whenever someone asks him, saying he’s not wanting anything like that.”

You nod.

“Also, the only girl he actually talks most about is you.”

You were pulling out your skincare products from your suitcase but stopped mid-motion.

“Me? Why?”

“Oh, he’s so proud of you. All of his friends know about you, because he shares all your achievements with us. Anyone can tell he adores you a lot.”

You were guilty. It was obvious he liked her, and she liked him, but you were the one in between because of what you said two years ago.

“Haha, it’s nothing. I’m just a little sister he never had. That’s weird and gross if people misunderstand things between us,” you said as you fake laughed it off.

You said you’re going to the bathroom and shut the door. You weren’t sure how to feel, and you didn’t like the uncertainty. After a few minutes, you made your mind that you were going to talk to him about this tomorrow.

You pulled Daichi away from the crowd and sat him on a chair.

“What’s wrong? Is something bothering you?”

“No. Well kinda, but not in the way you’re thinking.”

He had a confused look on his face.

You sat next to him.

“You like her, don’t you.”

If you didn’t know him well, you wouldn’t have noticed the blush on his cheeks. But you did.

“No, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You sighed out of frustration and said, “She likes you, too.”

“What?”

“If you’re trying to ignore your true feelings because of what we said two years ago, you can forget the past conversation.”

“What do you mean-”

You stood up and faced him. You were getting a bit angry at him, which was a first.

“I don’t want to be the one blocking you from doing what you want to do. Okay? Who am I to make you stuck in the past even though you never even saw me in that way? Are you doing this to hold your reputation? That you’re Daichi and you have to keep promises because that’s who you are? Don’t. Because I don’t like you anymore. And I will never ever like someone who is so fixated on the past even though they didn’t mean what they said. And get it right. The only reason I came here was to see the school, not you. I was too selfish and annoying my first year of high school, and if I had the chance, I would’ve never said those things to you. Never would I have made you brownies if I knew you were like this now. But I can’t regret anything, because there’s no use in that. So just tell her you like her already, because I can’t stand being in the middle of you guys.”

He was hurt. You knew that look. That look whenever he lost a volleyball game. That look whenever he lost something important to him. You knew at that moment he lost you. That whatever he was thinking and feeling before this was gone. Because of what you said. The things you spat out that you didn’t mean.

He stood up.

“I’m sorry you felt that way. And for breaking the promise I made to you that day. Whatever happens, I still care for you a ton, Y/N. You know that you’ll always be number one to me. No matter what happens, if you call, I’ll run to you first. Okay?”

Lies. You knew they were lies. Since when did he get so good at lying?

But you nodded, because that’s what he wanted you to hear.

So you turned around and left first. You continued the next few days without him, exploring the campus, and meeting new people. It was a really good school, but you decided it wasn’t for you.

After the trip, you were unpacking your suitcase when you found a bag with your name on it.

You opened it, and there was a candle. A note on it said, “I admire your candle collection. I hope you can use this one next?”

Then there was a gift card to a restaurant you tried in Tokyo when you were 10 that you really liked. “I heard that you liked their food. When you visit me, call me, so we can eat together.”

Then there was a CD. “Your favorite singer came to sing live on campus, so I thought I’d buy you the recording. I hope we can listen to it together soon.”

And one last note fluttered out of the bag when you shook it.

“I was planning to give these to you when you graduated, but I think I was looking too far ahead. I know these aren’t much, but it’d be a lie saying that I wasn’t looking forward to what could’ve been. I know I didn’t give you a direct answer that day, but I guess I’ll write it down here. I liked you, too. And more than just friends. I didn’t say anything because you deserve the world, if not more. When you confessed, I felt like the world was on my side, but not completely, because I was leaving for Tokyo soon then. I also couldn’t say anything because I knew you’d be hurting alone without me next to you. I was surprised when you told me that I like her. Because I was sure that I liked you. I’m sorry that you were the one to point it out to me. And it’s true I was fixated on the past, because that’s where you were to me. But I can move on now. I’m glad you moved on before I did. And, what I said earlier is true. You’ll always be first to me. If you’re sick, I’ll run to Miyagi even if I have to. Because that’s who you are in my life. Let’s keep in touch, okay?

Love, Daichi.”

Your eyes blurred. Of course, he’d do this. He always brought you back souvenirs from his vacations before. Why did you think he wouldn’t this time?

What you said to him a few days ago were all lies. You still liked him, and you did want to visit the school to see him. Even if he wasn’t nice to you all those years, you still would’ve made him brownies and listened to everything he had to say. You would never regret liking him ever. But you knew it was over. You couldn’t go back on your words even if your life depended on it, because it would hurt him.

You were sandwiched between Suga and Asahi during the graduation ceremony. Suga was being loud as always, so your right ear was getting busted. You were pleading to Asahi quietly to switch seats with you, but for some reason, he just wouldn’t make eye contact with you.

Anyway, the ceremony ended so everyone was leaving. You guys decided to meet Daichi outside the venue near the grass area. He came after a few minutes.

“Guys!”

You were happy to see him. He was happy and content. Even more so that you’ve seen him before. But then you saw someone else behind him.

It was her, and they were holding hands. And there was a ring on her finger. You thought you were over it. You believed the lie you told yourself until you saw them. But you knew you couldn’t cry. It was their day, not yours. After talking for a bit, you excused yourself to the bathroom when you couldn’t see them anymore.

You stare at the mirror.

Why her? Not you? You were always there for him, yet he chose someone he only knew for one year. And now they’re already engaged. You felt dumb for liking your childhood friend. Out of all the possibilities, you were the side character of a movie.

After washing your face with water, you left the bathroom.

“Y/N.”

And of course Suga was waiting for you.

“Hey, did you need to use the bathroom, too?”

“Why are you acting so tough? Especially in front of me?”

“You know I have to be. Or else Daichi..”

“Whatever he feels, it’s not his responsibility to worry about you now.”

That hurt you.

You mustered up a smile and said, “Can we go get food? Just the three of us? Daichi probably wants to spend time with her more than us.”

He laughed. “Do you still have that gift card for that restaurant you were constantly raving about since you were 10? I, Koushi Sugawara, need to know what it was that made Y/N fall in love.”

“Hey, it’s my gift card, not yours!”

“Well, it’s ours now.”

You roll your eyes. At least you still had them two.

You realized you turned on the TV, but you weren’t watching any of it. You stood up and blew out the candle and turned off the song. Of course there were days, in fact years, when you reminisced about what could have been if it weren’t for what you said to him that day in Tokyo. But you knew he was happy now. Whenever you visited them, they were happy. His children were happy. But you couldn’t help and wonder what would have happened if you did something differently. You couldn’t help but ask yourself “What could have been?”

#haikyuu #daichi #haikyuu angst #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #daichi x reader

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aobajohxsai · 4 years

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hi!! i’m so excited to see a new writing blog! anyway do you mind if i ask for a regular match up? okay so i’m pale, average height with brown hair with my bangs bleached blonde :) i’m a virgo!! and personality wise i’m pretty quiet and timid. i’m not too good at making friends but i’m always down to try yknow! hobby wise, i only have two: cosplaying and rollerskating! one day i’m definitely going to try mixing the two of them >:) thank you!!!!

Thank you for requesting!! You sound so precious I’m????🥺

Okay, so I actually thought about this for a while and I can totally see you with:

Sugawara Koshi

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense???

I mean, he’s not one to stand out, compared to masses of energy such as Hinata, but he’s so kind? And I feel like you’d instantly feel safe around him, you know?

You’d probably meet in your first year, being placed in the same class. You said you’re not good at making friends? Well too bad, you’ve instantly made a friend when he sees you.

He’d probably be just as timid when he first entered the classroom (I mean, the first year of high-school can be really intimidating :/) and, as he looked for a seat, he noticed the one next to you being free

Suga also chose that spot because he thought you were cute and you didn’t intimidate him as much as his other classmates did, but shh

Now this boy isn’t maybe one to be smooth as hell, but he definitely wanted to befriend someone and you were the natural choice for him

He’d briefly introduce himself, you’d get a bit awkward I imagine, but he wouldn’t let that stop him

During class, he’d lean towards you and conspiratorially whisper some tea about the teacher, the corners of his lips curling into a sideways smile

“Don’t be scared, I heard he’s actually really sweet, but he’s strict to first years since he wants them to respect him”

You’d look at him surprised and he’d just wink and return to taking notes??

Afterwards, you’d quickly become friends, then at some point or another he’d just be practicing his tosses and the image of you waiting for him after volleyball practice to walk home together would enter his mind and he’d blush like crazy and wonder how the hell he hadn’t realized earlier how in love with you he was

He’d definitely spend all night planning how to confess to you

The following day, instead of going home from school he’d make you take a different route, and you’d be incredibly confused

Until you saw that he’d taken you to the city’s roller skating rink. You’d open your mouth to ask him why or maybe to thank him for taking you to a place you actually enjoyed going to, but he’d just smile at you and make a “Shh” motion with his hand

As you entered the rink, his plan was going swimmingly - Until he was brutally reminded that the boy can’t skate to save his life.

I mean, he’d looked up some tutorials on the internet the previous night, but no tutorial could have prepared him for the lack of balance he was experiencing.

Sugawara would look at you in absolute awe, admiring your graceful movements while clinging to the wall as if it held him from falling into scorching lava

That’s when you realized he wasn’t next to you, and as you bound towards him and offered him a hand along with a small smile, I kid you not the boy was so red he looked like he was going to die because of how cute you were.

He’d be awful at rollerskating, no cap, but you’d teach him to the best of your abilities and even though he might have fallen once or twice, you were always there to pick him up, graceful as always.

You would be heading home afterwards, hearts still pounding, although whether it was from the skating or nerves, nobody could tell.

He’d suddenly stop you with a gentle hand on your wrist. As you’d turn around, surprised, the boy would grin awkwardly, looking down, placing a hand behind his neck.

“I know maybe this is weird, but I really like you. Do you think you might feel the same?”

Adsffdg of course you said yes

And with that, you two had instantly become the sweetest couple of Karasuno.

Constant hand-holding? Hell yes.

Sugawara would be so into you he’d actually make an effort and learn how to rollerskate. Dates at the rink would become tradition.

He’d think you doing cosplay is so cool? You’d have to get him into cosplay at least one time and I’m not sure it’d be your idea.

Honestly the boy would just be smitten because “My girlfriend is so cute? And she’s so talented and graceful?”

Honestly you’re the only one who can actually leave him at a complete loss for words with how sweet you are.

#Haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu matchup #sugawara koshi #hq sugawara #hq matchup #haikyuu heacanons #Anonymous

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rhodirachel · 6 years

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Fray | Chapter 9 | A BTS Fanfiction

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Summary

What you thought was your life turned around by losing your job at a publishing company, another unexpected twist occurs as your life crosses into the fate of someone else- a boy by the name of Min Yoongi, a gang member.

Rating: M (for language only)

Words: 4822

Relationship: Min Yoongi (Suga/ Agust D) x Reader

Warnings: Explicit language, gang details, violence

“The bell tolls

And suddenly

I can’t bring myself

To let you go

Anymore.”

A brisk breeze is all that flooded the room that morning, initially setting goosebumps to your skin. You unconsciously shifted in the bed, pulling the sheets up farther as to fend yourself from the cold. Alas, you still woke up from the chill in the end. Your eyes slowly opened, greeted by the wooden attic walls you’ve grown so accustomed to at this point. The first thing you noticed was that your journal was no longer in your hand or on the bed. You immediately rose from your original position, frantically glancing around the room until they land on a particular black haired boy. A particular black haired boy that just so happened to be clutching your journal to his chest as he slept in his makeshift bed.

You begrudgingly lifted the warm sheets off of you and cautiously made your way over to the bay window where he slept, not wanting to disturb him. He really was clutching it flush against his chest; it was as if it was his last possession and someone was trying to take it away from him. You slowly held out your hand, attempting to grab the book from him without waking him. Suddenly, memory of yesterday came back to you. Yoongi had been gone all day after that nasty fight; the last thing you wanted was to wake him up and find an angry Yoongi fuming at you.

Your nose scrunched at the prospect of waking him up, yet you decide to grab the journal from him anyway. A million things rush through your head of what you want to say to him as you reach, like how much you missed him while he was gone, how scared you were that something might have happened to him. How much you were sorry for causing such a ridiculous argument between the two of you. In any case, you were hoping that you wouldn’t wake him up and have to say it to him where he’d probably be completely exhausted and annoyed.

You finally grasp the top of the book, slightly tugging it to see how tightly he really was holding the journal. It felt like he was holding onto the thing for dear life, and you slowly began to shimmy it out of his arms.

“...(Y/N)?”

You let out a squeak in surprise, letting go of the journal immediately to watch Yoongi shift his weight, slowly and steadily waking up from your own doing.

“I’m really sorry- I was just trying to grab- I’m really sorry- I just was wondering why you had it and- I’m sorry, I’ll leave you be. I’m sorry-”

“Oh my god, okay, first, you need to stop saying sorry every five seconds.”

You pressed your lips together as your heart rate sped up, crossing your arms as to hide yourself from the world as best as you could. Yoongi sat up before resting his back on the windowpane, holding the journal in his lap. Looking at him like this, all disheveled, you realized this is the first time you’d ever seen him like this since you’ve been here. You’d be lying to yourself if you denied how handsome he still looked, too. The sun shined on his hair, making the ends of the black frizz light up- creating a halo-like appearance around his hair. He was quite pale, as well, and the sun hitting his naked arms made him practically glow. You could feel a slight blush form on your face as you noticed you were staring for too long, and so you tried your best to look away from him.

He didn’t say another word more, but simply looked at you as he clutched the journal. You could feel his eyes piercing yours, giving you greater incentive not to look at the boy. Silence permeated the air as you stood there, waiting for him to say something next. Whether that be him scolding you, start arguing with you again, or dismiss you with a scoff, you weren’t sure.

Instead, you were surprised as he set the book aside and grabbed your hands. You weren’t standing too close to Yoongi, and so when he grabbed you it practically made you fall as your feet tried to keep up with your new direction. He then stood up and wrapped his arms around you, hugging you as tightly as he was holding the journal earlier. Completely bewildered, you weren’t sure how to react for a moment before you too wrapped your arms around him. The embrace felt so warm and smelled just like his sheets did- besides the slight hint of alcohol. You unconsciously wrapped your arms tighter around him, letting your head fall into the crook of his neck as you relaxed yourself in his hold.

“I’m sorry about yesterday,” you murmured.

You could feel Yoongi’s chest rise and fall as he sighed, “Didn’t I tell you to stop saying sorry?”

“I know. But that doesn’t negate the fact that yesterday was all my fault.”

He rested his chin on top your head, beginning to slightly rock the both of you back and forth. It was so comforting, you felt as if you could fall asleep right there. “No, it was my fault, too. I should really be the one saying sorry.”

“Why do you smell like alcohol?” you asked, feeling Yoongi tense up at the question.

“When I stormed off, I went walking around… After a while, I just stayed at a bar for the evening, and most of the night.”

“I was really scared,” you confessed, “there you were saying how it’s dangerous for us to go out and you left all day without a trace! I asked the boys at dinner, too, if they had seen you at all and no one knew either.”

“Why would you be scared?” Yoongi scoffed, a smile creeping up on his face- even though he’d never let you see it.

You felt your heart begin to beat even faster as words you’d never even contemplated began to rise in your throat. You couldn’t help a smile from blooming on your face, but you hid yourself in the crook of his neck further so he wouldn’t see it. Scared of the things you might say if you didn’t hide at least some of the truth, you decided to be coy about it. “You know, just because the only reason I was brought here was because of events that are… peculiar… doesn’t mean that I haven’t grown to care about you guys.”

You could hear Yoongi give a soft, low hum, before lifting his head and pulling you somewhat so he could look at your face.

“I’m really sorry, about how I just stormed off like that…” he murmured, his eyes never leaving yours.

“It’s okay,” you said, it barely coming out as a whisper.

You felt Yoongi tightening around you slightly once your conversation was, for the most part, over. You blushed as you laid your head back down on his chest, not wanting to feel the embarrassment of looking at him when everything suddenly turned more intimate than ever this morning. You both said like that for a few minutes, before he slowly let go of you. He opted to take your hand instead.

“Come on, let’s go great some breakfast.”

You both walked downstairs, the aroma of breakfast becoming more and more pungent by the second. You found Jin and Jimin sitting together on the living room couch, close together and talking as if it was in hushed whispers. Namjoon and Hoseok were having a conversation at the dinner table over some breakfast, and you saw Taehyung and Jungkook messing around on what looked like a vintage NES. The atmosphere between Jin and Jimin was off putting to you, amongst the calm vibe the others were giving off in the room. You assumed they were talking to one another after what happened with the fight from dinner, and you guessed it looked like you were about to walk over there when Taehyung suddenly popped up in front of you, eyes wide with worry but faking a warm welcoming.

“Good morning, (Y/N)!” he smiled, shaking his head and hand to signal that it probably wasn’t a good idea to go over there right now.

“Good morning,” you smiled, nodding in acknowledgment. Taehyung suddenly calmed down, giving you a reassured smile. Once Yoongi had walked around you and into the kitchen, you grabbed Taehyung’s hand before he could go back to his game with Jungkook.

“Hey, actually”, you said, a sad smile forming on your face, “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Taehyung raised a brow in worry before quickly nodding his head, letting you lead him over to where the foyer was- away from the other members. After the whole scene that broke out last night, you had to know what really was behind all those words.

“When I first came here, Namjoon had told me about you guys and how you ended up here. He didn’t tell me everything about all of you, obviously; he didn’t even tell me the stories about all of you. Only Jin, you, and Jimin. But I do remember some of the things he said. Taehyung… What the hell was that last night? What happened?”

There was complete worry written all over your face as you heard Jin’s words from yesterday replay over and over into your mind, and you think Taehyung sensed your worry. Immediately he put his hands on your shoulders, letting them fall down to rub your arms reassuringly.

“(Y/N), don’t worry about it at all. We all have times like this. Jimin’s… he’s… he’s just a lot worse than us,” he said, bearing a sad smile.

“Me and Jimin, well… I can’t remember much of what happened to me. Jimin remembers it all, though. Jimin told me that I was probably drugged, that the reason why I couldn’t remember anything was because of that. I always felt bad because he specifically said ‘me’, like he wasn’t. Like he had to witness all of it. It makes me sick to my stomach,” he began to whisper, his demeanor slipping as he spoke.

“I promised I’d always be there for him, and I will, but he breaks down occasionally nonetheless. It’s so hard seeing him like that, when you know you can’t do anything,” he said. His eyes had already left yours, staring at the ground now- completely void of anything. “All you have to do is hold him… and wait… just wait…”

“T-Taehyung?”

He perked up as you called his name, breaking out of his trance. “Oh, I’m really sorry…”

“No, it’s okay,” you breathed. You didn’t want to tell him the truth and make him feel bad, but seeing someone cheery like Taehyung suddenly turn on a dime like that was more than unsettling.

“Okay,” he smiled cheekily.

“Hey, also I’m sorry, about Jin…” you mumbled. “It wasn’t right, what he said.”

“It’s okay,” Taehyung shrugged. “Like I said, we all have our moments.”

You nodded your head, and Taehyung let his hands slip from your shoulders, going back to play games with Jungkook. As you turned around, you could see Jungkook’s eyes watching you walk into the kitchen, noticing his perplexed expression. After searching every cabinet and crevice for something to eat, you settled on a box of cereal and sat down next to Yoongi at the dining table when Namjoon stood to leave.

Jin had already moved from the couch and into the kitchen, where he was eating his breakfast. He watched with confused eyes as Namjoon tried to quietly beeline for the foyer, leaving the house. He put his spoon of cereal down as he asked, “Where are you heading to? It’s like… ten in the morning.”

On the inside you chuckled somewhat at his statement, no matter how normal it sounded to the others. In the gang house, it was normal for a ten a.m. wake up to be extremely early to the brothers. They would wake up like that usually to relax for a little bit and fix up the house, especially since it was such an old one at that. However, all their real work took place at night, in the dark streets a normal person would suggest you never walk down. No, it definitely wasn’t the average “nine-to-five” lifestyle.

Despite how funny it was to you, though, you could tell Jin was quite confused- and Namjoon looked like he was a deer-in-headlights, quizzically so.

“Oh, I just-” Namjoon’s voice cracked, but he quickly attempted to cover it up by clearing his throat. “I just have some errands to do, that’s all. Need anything while I’m out?”

Jin raised an eyebrow, but shrugged it off anyway. “Sure, actually. Can we get some more vegetables in the house? After making that bibimbap, we’re out. Also some fruits. Can you maybe get some plums? I want to try something out for the next dinner.” “Sure thing,” Namjoon said. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

Everyone at the table nodded their head in response as you all heard the storm door shut, signaling that Namjoon was gone.

“Really, Namjoon,” Jin deadpanned. “That boy can’t even close the actual front door?”

Jin finished his breakfast and went off to lock up the house, leaving just Yoongi and you at the table. It was silent for a little bit, just the two of you eating breakfast amongst the noise coming from the living room. You looked over to see Taehyung in complete despair, supposedly because Jungkook was beating him at whatever they were both playing. You had been wanting to ask Yoongi something all morning, but you weren't quite sure if it would be okay to ask. You decided to anyway, looking over to see Yoongi deep in thought.

“Hey, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what is it?”

A moment of silence wafts in the air between the two of you as you almost back out of asking your question.

“Yoongi, why did you have my journal?”

He tensed up immediately, although you were unsure why. “I, well… I came back last night really drunk, and I saw you laying there with your fingers acting like a bookmark in the journal. I just wanted to see what you had written.”

“I don't know… you were just so calm, laying there in bed. Like nothing else mattered but the dreams you were having. But amongst all that, you still had the page bookmarked. I thought there was meaning to that.”

What he said made you slightly embarrassed, and you didn’t know how to react. A wave of silence seeped through the kitchen before he spoke up again. “The poem was good, by the way. It was… really good.”

You perked up at what he had said, having caught yourself staring at the ground as he spoke. “Really? You liked it?”

“Yeah,” he said, a smile forming on his face. It was different though; melancholic.

You gave a small smile back. “Thanks.”

You both finished your breakfast and made way to the couch, deciding to watch Jungkook and Taehyung play their games. You had been watching for a couple of hours now, and you’d have to admit, as well… Jungkook was really good. Either that or Taehyung was really bad and that’s why he was frustrated earlier. A thunderous noise broke throughout the whole floor of the house suddenly, with Taehyung and Jungkook abruptly play-fighting.Taehyung was seemingly more upset than Jungkook, who laid there on the ground laughing as the other was kicking his legs.

“Hyung, hyung, stop!” Jungkook giggled, pulling Taehyung by his arms to throw him on the ground as well.

You laughed as you watched them, turning around, however, to look at Yoongi. He was also looking at the boys in the living room, a gummy smile plastered on his face. You wanted to resume the conversation you both were having in the morning, curious by Yoongi’s interest in your writing.

“Hey, about my poem… you said you really liked it?” you asked.

“Yeah,” he smiled.

“Have you ever written anything before yourself?”

All of a sudden, Yoongi turned quite sheepish towards your question. You smiled as you could begin to see his cheeks turning somewhat pinkish. He played with his thumbs as he mumbled, “Yes, but nothing like what you write.”

Your eyes lit up in passion, though, excited after finding out he also wrote. “What type of stuff do you write?”

“Um, well, I write music.”

Your eyes widened, as did your smile. “You do? Oh my gosh, Yoongi, that’s… that’s amazing. What do you usually write about?”

“Hey, guys? I’m sorry to interrupt but has Namjoon come back at all?”

You both looked up to see Jin standing in front of you guys, clearly a displeased look on his face.

“I was just cleaning around the house, but its been hours now and he still hasn’t come back. I mean,” Jin scoffed, shifting his weight on one leg, “we never go out like this. All of a sudden though,” he says, waving his arms around, “Namjoon’s been doing it all the fucking time. Doesn’t he know how dangerous that shit is?”

You hummed in response as Yoongi chimed in. “Okay, but why do you seem so antsy about it?”

Jin paused, frustrated. “I don’t know, it’s just… it just makes me suspicious. Why is he doing this all of a sudden?”

“I don’t know, man,” Yoongi dismissed.

“You are literally such an ass,” Jin scoffed before leaving the room.

With Jin gone, it was now or never for you to ask the questions you were wanting to earlier- before Yoongi got too clammed up about it. “So, anyway, what do you write about?”

“Uh,” he stammered, “just lyrics about my life and all. I, um, I like to rap, so.”

“Okay,” you smiled. “Do you play any instruments? You know, to accompany the music that is.”

“Yeah, actually,” he said, a smile forming on his face at the thought. “I actually play the piano. It’s always been my favourite instrument; we even have one here. I found it at a garage sale a long, long time ago. It was messed up a bit, and I had to go buy some piano tuners, but eventually I had her working as good as new. She’s in the closet, actually, just over here,” he gestured to the other side of the living room. “I can teach you sometime, if you’d like.”

“Sure,” you smiled. “I’d really like that. Maybe I can hear your music sometime?”

You saw his cheeks blush a bit further at the prospect. “Yeah, I’d like that a lot,” he whispered back.

“Guys! Guys, come here!”

Jungkook and Taehyung get up from where they were sitting, as did you and Yoongi. Taehyung called up the stairs for Jimin to come into the living room, and you suddenly heard the swift sound of feet running downstairs. Jin’s yelling had come from Namjoon’s bedroom, and you all had walked over there to see what he was yelling about.

“Jin, why are you in Namjoon’s room?” Taehyung asked.

“Because of this,” he deadpanned.

Inside Jin’s was a box of yellow manila folders, among various things. He looked so infuriated that he could punch someone, and suddenly you remembered everything that had happened last night. If that sort of fight could break out between him and Jimin when he was that mad, what was going to happen when Namjoon came home?

“Everyone out of the room,” he muttered, carrying the box. “Let’s all go sit at the table. You need to see this.”

Doing as Jin said, everyone grabbed their chairs and sat around the table. You sat next to Yoongi, eyeing him worriedly because of how Jin was acting. He looked at you and tried to give you a smile, as if to reassure you, but you knew that he was just as confused as you were.

Jin slammed the box on the table and immediately began pulling things out. Folder after folder, map after map, file after file. He opened them all up, sliding them towards all of us.

“Look at these, they’re files of us,” Hoseok murmured, squinting at the pages in displeasure.

“Oh, there’s more than that,” Jin laughed angrily. He began pulling open the maps, only to reveal lines that looked to be dividing territory. After that, he pulled out a file that had various papers on the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency. Inside, you all saw papers upon papers of recorded conversations.

“He’s been meeting with the police. That’s where Namjoon has been.”

“What do you mean ‘where have I been?’”

You could hear the house door close as Namjoon stepped inside, although none of you could see him since he was still in the foyer. As he walked inside the kitchen, though, all color left his face as he saw the papers on the table.

“Guys, guys look- I can explain-”

“Explain what,” Jin screamed, “how you’ve fucking betrayed us and have been working with the police? How the fuck can you explain this, Namjoon!”

You looked around the table in horror. Namjoon was simply standing there, stuttering on his words as Jin mindlessly screamed at him. All of it became so overwhelming that you couldn’t hear what he was saying anymore. As you did look around, you saw Jungkook’s face wide with shock, as well as Yoongi’s. Hoseok looked completely void, almost with disgust. As if he was nothing more than disappointed. Jimin, on the other hand, was staring at the table in a panic, tears streaming down his face while his hands shook. Taehyung, though, had suddenly gotten up from his chair, beginning to scream along with Jin at Namjoon.

Before anyone could react, Hoseok reached for the nearest object- a glass bowl- and slammed it down onto the ground. It shattered everywhere and everyone grew silent, looking over to Hoseok in shock. Usually he was the most relaxed in the group, as you had come to realise over the span of your staying here.

“Just let Namjoon fucking talk already,” his voice quite before he grew louder and louder, “all you guys have been doing is fucking yelling at him! Can’t you see he’s been trying to fucking say something?”

Everyone quieted down after hearing Hoseok, quite enough that you could hear Namjoon let out the breath he was apparently holding.

“Okay, please, just listen to me explain. Yes, I’ve been working with the police. Listen to why.”

“The reason why I’ve been working with the police is because we all have solid evidence against CHAN, and there are specific officers in the agency that want to help eliminate them as a threat. I’ve been working with them because, guys, we’re not idiots. We know we can’t take down CHAN ourselves. We just can’t do it. We need someone by our side, and that’s the police. Obviously CHAN can’t go to the police to get us because they’d get in extreme trouble before they even got to us. We’ve done nothing to the caliber that CHAN is at. While they think that we can’t go to the police because we’re just another gang, I’ve been able to negotiate amnesty with one of the officers there. It’s already recorded in the case. Because of our compliance, we’re not going to be charged for the things that we’ve done. But we have to help them. We all can testify, but the most important person in this room right now is (Y/N). It’s been years since all of this has happened to us, which means that there’s little evidence. We have evidence, though, against CHAN in (Y/N)’s situation.”

“I just…” Namjoon said, “I didn’t want to tell you guys until later because I know that we’ve been trying to avoid the police for so long. Everything would be different, if I had told you too soon.”

A million things were rushing through your head as you saw everyone slowly start to calm down, to process everything. You, on the other hand, were infuriated.

“So, you’re telling me the reason why you have been keeping me here isn’t because you needed to know I wouldn’t say anything, but because you actually wanted to use me in court? To do the exact opposite?”

Silence filled the room as each of the other boys processed the predicament you were in. Until now, everyone else but Namjoon thought the same as you- that you were here to prove you wouldn’t say anything. Apparently, though, that wasn’t the case.

“I mean,” Namjoon stuttered, “yes, (Y/N), but-”

“No!” you yelled, standing up from your chair. Your heart palpitated faster and faster by the second, your blood boiling as your eyes began to tear up. “You took me away from my life! I have a life to live, friends, a story- and you took that all away so you could use me for your own gain to avenge yourselves. How could you do something like that! How could you lie to me! I have done nothing but be kind, after all of these circumstances!”

Your throat was left raw after your tyrade, suddenly realizing you were screaming at the top of your lungs. “And what about letting me go, huh? Why not just asking if I would testify and let me go back to my life!” you screamed once more.

Namjoon’s face was stoic, seeming to be void of any remorse for you. “I couldn’t let you go back because CHAN would have found you. We wouldn’t have had our testimony then.”

Your jaw clenched as you nodded your head and turned it away, refusing to look at him as tears fell down your face. “Ah, because that’s all I was. A testimony for you all. After spending all this time with you, getting to know each and every one of you, in the end… that’s all I was.”

There wasn’t another word uttered after that. Everyone shifted uncomfortably, but you could feel a pair of eyes on you that never faltered. Everything, this room- the boys- everything- it was all too much. You abruptly ran up the stairs as fast as you could, hoping that no one would follow you.

You were out of breath by how hard you pushed yourself to sprint up the numerous stairs, but when you did get to the attic you immediately shut it and locked it. You rested your back against the door, sliding down it until you were sitting on the wooden floorboard. Every intensity of despair and disdain hit you, forming themselves into tears as you sobbed.

What were you going to do now? The question haunted your mind as enough timed passed for you to stop your crying. Everything had changed now, and you seemed so overwhelmed and confused that you felt like you were going to throw up.

The loud thud that had sounded through the attic door suddenly startled you, immediately bringing you to your feet. You hear someone begin to pound on the door fervently, and you wouldn’t have had to have heard his voice to immediately tell who it was.

“(Y/N)... (Y/N) please listen to me. Are you there? You have to be… You gotta be…”

Your lip trembled as you sat on the bay window seat, where Yoongi usually slept as you heard his voice coming through the door.

“Listen to me. Don’t listen to Namjoon. God, what I said to you the first day we met wasn’t true. You never had a debt to pay, and don’t think you’re here because we need you for court. Namjoon wants you for the testimony. I…”

“I don’t want you to go, (Y/N).”

That’s all it took for you to start crying again, listening to his wrecked voice on the other side. “I don’t want you to go. You’re right… After all this time you had gotten to know each and every one of us. And I’m so glad I got to know you, (Y/N), I’m so glad… I don’t want you to go…”

You could hear him sit with a thud on the other side of the door before the words came through like a whisper, “Please don’t go.”

Your tears quickly turned into sobs as you hunched over in pain. Everything hurt too much. After all this time, you had gotten to know Yoongi, and you cared about him. But how could you leave without letting go?

You sat there like that for a while, knowing Yoongi was waiting patiently for you on the other side. What he didn’t hear, however, was the bay window opening as you stepped outside and onto the fire escape, hoping you made the right choice.

#sfwbangtan #btscreatorsnet #fray #bts #yoongi x reader #suga x reader #bangtan boys #bangtan #bts imagines #bts fanfiction #bts angst #bts suga #min yoongi #bts mafia au

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spring-emerald · 6 years

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relationship advice

Summary: Ushijima asks Daichi for some advice.

Relationships: platonic!UshiDai, KuroDai, UshiMoni

AO3

A few weeks into the captain’s newly made chat group, Daichi receives his first personal message. From Ushijima, no less.

It was a succinct, but quite curious ‘I need your advice on something. Are you free to meet on Saturday afternoon?’ that had him looking at his phone in mild bewilderment.

What sort of advice would Ushijima need from him? What sort of topic could he actually be worthy to ask to have an advice on? Unable to pinpoint something, he runs his schedule for that day in his head, and finds that he’s got some free time to meet up with Ushijima before his dinner plans that night. So he texts him an affirmative, along with a time and a question if Ushijima already has a place in mind.

Ushijima is already sitting in a small table, croissant and green tea latte still untouched, when Daichi arrives in the café they’re meeting at.

“Hello, Ushijima. Sorry you had to wait.” Daichi says, taking his scarf off and hanging at the back of the chair before taking his seat.

“Hello, Sawamura.” Ushijima nods his head. “It’s fine. I just arrived here myself. Would you like to order first?”

“Ah, no,” Daichi waves a dismissing hand in front of him. “I’m good. Thank you.”

They spend a few minutes of sitting silently, the conversation briefly stunted after the pleasantries.

Daichi bites his lips in a sort of a nervous gesture, unaccustomed to being alone with an intimidating person such as Ushijima. He’d never spoken to Ushijima alone, at least not outside the courts. Their interactions so far have been limited inside the realm of volleyball. And while he’d somehow gathered some facets of his personality due to their group chat interactions, it still wasn’t enough to form a complete picture of who Ushijima is outside of the sport and their rivalry as captains.

Then again, Ushijima is the one who asked for his help. He’s the one who approached Daichi to ask for an advice. And as novel and unlikely a notion that is, here they are.

“So…” he says, unclenching his fist and relaxing his shoulders, giving Ushijima a friendly and encouraging smile. “What concern do you need some advice on?”

Daichi doubts it had something to do with volleyball, that much he was certain. If it was about that, then Ushijima could’ve just asked in the group chat, since they’re all captains there after all, with inclusion of those that aren’t even from Miyagi. And he tried to figure out what it is, ran his mind through possibilities before they’re meeting, but he always comes up short.

Ushijima sits straight and clears his throat. His confidence, while evident in his broad shoulders have a nervous outline on them. Ushijima also seems to be unable to look Daichi straight in the eye, as his gaze keeps flitting around. His nervous energy somehow slightly agitated Daichi.

Finally though, Ushijima seems to have composed himself, and after taking a deep breath, he meets Daichi’s gaze head on. “I need some advice about romantic relationships, Sawamura.”

Daichi starts to slowly nod, before it clicks. He blinks at Ushijima.

“Uhm, what?”

“Out of all the captains in our group, I have confidence that you will be the most helpful and understanding. Kuroo would have been a good one too, but he’s not nearby.”

“Alright, hold on,” Daichi puts a hand up to stop Ushijima from continuing, shaking his head as if the action is meant to help clear his thoughts. All he got for it was a small spell of self-inflicted dizziness.

“I just- you need some… relationship advice?” He says slowly, frowning a bit while trying to wrap his mind around what Ushijima just said.

Ushijima, for his part, only graciously nods his head. “I do. I suppose it is rather odd request.”

Daichi is clearly taken aback. “Oh no.” he vigorously shakes his head and waves his hands. “No, it’s not odd. Sorry. I didn’t mean to- It’s not odd.” He says with finality, ending his flustered response. “But I’d have to say that it’s quite… unexpected.”

“I suppose it is.” Ushijima replies, his lips quirking a bit higher on one side of his cheeks. How Daichi was able to tell, he’s not sure. He just thinks that Ushijima’s smile just got wider. Now, seeing Ushijima like this, far from his terrifying volleyball persona but like a normal teenager asking someone else for relationship advice, and looking all happy about it, makes him see Ushijima in a new, friendlier light.

“May I ask who it is?” Call Daichi a gossip, but he couldn’t help himself. Ushijima must really like this person, if his expression is to go by. Daichi is feeling his second hand excitement, one he thinks Ushijima doesn’t realize he is actually showing.

Ushijima pauses, clearly hesitating as he fidgets with the fork. “It’s Moniwa-kun.” He soon admits, rather bashfully, his cheeks flushing slightly.

Suffice to say, Daichi’s eyes widened and his jaws dropped. In a really excited, old lady who caught the latest gossip, kind of way. “Moniwa?” He says, beaming wide. He doesn’t mean to tease, but it doesn’t help that Ushijima’s cheeks darkened. “I have a lot of questions. When, why, and how? And did you tell him already?”

Daichi belatedly realizes that in his excitement, he’s already half-up his seat, in favor of getting up on Ushijima’s space just so he can hear everything once he starts spilling the beans. To which he promptly backed off, chastising himself at how he let Suga influence him like this.

“Ah,” Ushijima’s expression falls, so did Daichi’s beam. “That is what I would like to ask advice on, Sawamura.”

“Which one? How to confess?”

Ushijima tilts his head unsurely. “Well, more than that, I would like to know, if you think it’s worth pursuing?” His eyebrows are knit in the middle of his forehead, looking a bit lost more than confused.

Daichi is so close to screaming that yes, it definitely is, but a part of him thinks that Ushijima’s concern is greater than that. He doesn’t think that Ushijima actually needs his opinion about whether or not to confess to Moniwa, since he can tell that Ushijima likes their fellow captain plenty enough, to actually admit it to someone else in the first place.

But… he needs to make sure.

“Okay… When you say ‘worth pursuing’, does it mean the act of confessing, like your way of telling Moniwa that you like him, or the getting together part?”

Ushijima looks thoughtful for a moment, then “Telling him wouldn’t be a problem for me. I think the part where we get together concerns me more.” He looks at Daichi earnestly.

Daichi has to bite down on his lips, just to hold off the smile threatening to show on his face. He likes the confidence Ushijima has in that he’s sure that he likes Moniwa enough to actually confess to him.

“Why does it concern you?” He asks instead.

“I think its common knowledge that as a National Player, playing volleyball takes a high priority. Especially now, that we’re about to graduate from high school, most of my time would be spent practicing with the U-19 National Team, and I would have to be with them to play overseas games.”

Daichi nods empathically, somehow fitting the puzzle pieces together. Now it makes sense why Ushijima also mentioned Kuroo. But he doesn’t say anything and lets Ushijima finish his speaking out his thoughts first.

“And from what I always assumed about the way relationship works, is that people would have to be physically together. But if my situation is the way it is, being physically together would be quite a challenge.”

“Are you scared that Moniwa’s going to reject your confession because of it?” Daichi asks in a low voice, trying to gauge more of Ushijima’s feelings.

Ushijima stays silent for a moment, leaning back on his chair. “I think a part of me might be. I always thought that if he ever rejects me because of that reason, I didn’t think I could say anything else, even though I have every intention of making it work.

“But then, I got to know about you and Kuroo, and the way you are apart, but in a relationship. It made me realize that there might a way, or that we would not be so different after all. And that perhaps,” Ushijima looks at Daichi apologetically, “I can use the two of you as an example. Perhaps it’s presumptuous of me to ask this, even though I have still yet to let Moniwa know about my feelings and there’s no assurance that he feels the same for me but, I always believe in being prepared.”

Daichi nods again. “Is that what you need advice on? You’d like to know how Kuroo and I make our long distance relationship work.”

“If you’re inclined to share, Sawamura.”

Daichi smiles at him gently. “I don’t mind,” he says, relaxing on the chair. “Where do I begin?” He rubs the back of his neck. “Well, to be completely honest with you, Ushijima, long distance relationships, it really is challenging to maintain. And it’s not for everybody, and arrangements differ for every couple.” He shrugs halfheartedly.

“I mean, even I didn’t think that I would be in one. I didn’t really see myself being in one, you know. But I guess, the person counts? I never really entertained the notion, but then I met Kuroo. And we somehow found ourselves attracted to each other, and somehow have fallen in love over morning texts and late night calls. When we met again, we talked about. That’s when I realized that I want to try. And I keep trying, because of Kuroo. For Kuroo. It helps that I can see that he’s trying and keeps on trying, for me too.”

Ushijima sees the way Daichi tries to make it seem inconsequential, but he sses how he lit up, how he glowed when he talks about Kuroo, and he couldn’t help but feel happy for them. He can see how much Daichi cares for Kuroo, and somehow wishes that, when he succeeds, Moniwa could think fondly of him like this too.

“Was it difficult?”

“Oh yes it was. At the beginning, it didn’t seem like it. Because we thought, how different would it be from what we usually did? We only just made things official. We can just continue texting each other good morning and send each other stuff in between. Our nightly calls upgraded to video calls, and we don’t have to be careful when it comes to flirting. It was good and all that.

“But you don’t just get into a relationship and only share and talk about good things. We both have gone through some rough times, respectively, and that’s when it hit us, that being apart, is hard. I can’t physically comfort him, and he can’t do the same. We can see each other’s tired and frustrated faces in our screens, but we can’t do anything about it. It just makes us sadder. We… felt helpless, at one point. So we decided to meet up, every last Saturday of the month, alternately visiting each other.

“It’s a good thing that we’re both stubborn, I guess.” Daichi says with a light chuckle. “Anyway, I must be boring you, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ramble.”

“You are not.” Ushijima shakes his head. “If anything, it’s really admirable. The two of you are admirable.”

Daichi ducks his head, a slight blush on his face. “We’re not doing anything special.” He sheepishly rubs his nose. “Anyway, for what it’s worth, we have my going to university in Tokyo to look forward to.”

“Congratulations, Sawamura.”

“Thank you. Alright, enough about us. Let’s go back to you and Moniwa. Definitely, your situation will be much different from ours. I mean, Kuroo and I, we’re still both in the same country. But yours is going to be more challenging, since you’re gonna be overseas.” Daichi doesn’t want to be the one to say this, but it’s better for Ushijima to truly understand what he’s wanting to get into, what he and Moniwa will get into. Oh god, he’s rooting for them to get together now.

“I understand as much, Sawamura. But if I have learned something from your experience, it’s that if we both keep trying, and if we both are willing to make it work and make it last, as long as we both do that, then I think we will be fine.” Ushijima smiles sincerely, and it takes Daichi aback a bit, before he gives a genuine one of his own.

“Yeah, I think you two will be. When do you plan to confess anyway?”

“Tonight,” Ushijima declares without hesitation. It’s a good thing that Daichi wasn’t drinking, didn’t have one, in the first place, because if he did, he might have spitted it out in surprise.

“Don’t you think that’s too hasty?”

“I actually felt that I have been waiting long enough. And besides, I’d like to spend as much time with him as I can, before we have to be separated.”

Daichi mulls over then, then just shrugs. It’s not like he could argue with that logic. Besides, Ushijima seems like he’s completely made his mind about it. “You’re really confident that he’ll accept your confession,” he teases good-naturedly.

Ushijima actually, honest-to-god chuckles. “I can be persuasive when I am determined.”

“Well, good luck with that, Ushijima. I wish you all the best.” Daichi offers a hand for Ushijima to shake, which he takes.

“Likewise, Sawamura. Thank you very much.”

OMAKE:

They’re walking in relative silence, when Daichi takes Kuroo’s hand and laces their fingers tight.

“Thank you, Tetsu,” Daichi says.

Kuroo looks down at him. “It’s just cheap ramen, but you’re welcome.”

Daichi chuckles and elbows him lightly. “It’s delicious ramen, despite being cheap. Be glad I’m not high maintenance. But I don’t mean that.”

“Well, to what do I owe your thanks then?”

Daichi hums, before he stops walking and faces Kuroo, looking up at him and stares deeply in his eyes. “For not giving up on us.”

Kuroo is stunned silent, but gathers his bearings quick enough. “What’s in that ramen?” Daichi rolls his eyes with a snort and attempts to leave, but Kuroo’s quick to pull him back. He squeezes Daichi’s hand, before he takes the other and laces them together as well. “Wait, sorry. We we’re having a moment,” he says, biting his lips, seemingly chastised.

Daichi is used to Kuroo cracking jokes in times like this, just so he can have time to process his feelings, so he squeezes Kuroo’s hands in return.

“Thank you too, for holding on, Daichi.” He says softly, before leaning in closer to Daichi, and resting his forehead against his.

It will never cease to amuse Daichi that despite Kuroo being the most affectionate between the two of them, he’s also the one who blushes fiercely when it comes to saying what they really feel.

All the same, Daichi loves him for it.

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Under the same night sky, Ushijima finally says the words that he could only hope expressed the depth and scope of his affection for Moniwa.

“Are you serious?” Moniwa asks him, looking at him like he’s some kind of an otherworldly being.

“I am, Moniwa.”

Moniwa smiles brightly at him, before he launches himself across Ushijima and gives him a tight hug.

“Yes, of course! Yes!”

Ushijima wraps his arms around him tight, happiness swelling in chest. They’ll be fine, he thinks.

They’re both grounded by their hug, but their hearts are soaring.

#haikyuu!!#hq fanfic #kurodai #ushimoni #haikyuu #kuroo tetsurou #sawamura daichi #ushijima wakatoshi #moniwa kaname

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henqiguai · 7 years

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haikyuu!! fic rec

i’ve been consuming unreasonable amounts of hq!! fic these past few months... here’s a rec list of ~70 fics for 16 ships.

(edit: if the links aren’t working, right-click to open the fic in a new tab. sorry;;)

❤ = favorite

❤ ❤ ❤ = god-tier

Bokuto/Akaashi (otp: my head, his heart)

the better boyfriend battle by norio (M) ❤

Summary: It's two days after their first date anniversary, so Bokuto ruins Akaashi's life.

i put my hand out, unfolded, into the sunlight by carafin (G) ❤

Summary: In which Bokuto Kotarou is woefully inept at conveying his feelings, and Akaashi Keiji has a sort-of superpower. Sort of.

Karma by dgalerab (T)

Summary: Akaashi pulls a muscle and Bokuto offers to help him with yoga. Akaashi knows a bad idea when he sees it, and he really only agrees because he's suddenly acquired a deeply rooted desire to see Bokuto do yoga.For multiple reasons.

Maybe We’re Airborne, Baby by sterlinglee (T)

Summary: Realizing he's got it bad for his setter is the easy part. Getting his feelings across might be the hardest thing Bokuto's ever done, not counting his literature final or putting out the flames on that birthday cake he tried to bake for Akaashi last year, or—or a lot of things, actually.But the point still stands. Reaching out to Akaashi is a leap in the dark, and he wants it more than he's ever wanted anything (especially the smoking remains of a cake he baked before he really understood his feelings, but knew that it's what you attempt with your own two hands that matters).

snowflakes by arsenicjay (T)

Summary: Bokuto is a simple wizard with simple needs; a nice date, a little romance, and he's all good to go.Or, Akaashi and Bokuto spend a day in Hogsmeade just before Christmas.

stating the obvious by ThinkingCAPSLOCK (G)

Summary: There's a lot of things Bokuto isn't sure about now that he's in university. His program, his new team, his future. There's only one thing he's absolutely sure of. He is not dating Akaashi Keiji. Not even a little bit.

Year-Round Love by masi (G)

Summary: In his first year of university, Bokuto realizes that he really adores Akaashi.

Rest of the rec list under the cut!

Aone/Futakuchi (otp: teddy and polar bear)

Got You by garbagecannot (T)

Summary: So Aone kind of wants to see Futakuchi scream. Just for kicks. And he feels kind of awful about it.

Bokuto/Kuroo (ohohotp: best friends best boyfriends)

Seven Years by xwynn (G)

Summary: Bokuto has a secret that's seven years too late.

Ennoshita/Tanaka (otp: it’s too early for the world to end)

baby, our love is fireproof by earlgrey_milktea (T)

Summary:

[10:52 pm] [to: noya-san] im gonna tell him [10:54 pm] [from: noya-san] U GOT TIHS GO GET UR BOY [10:56 pm] [to: noya-san] IM GONNA GET MYSELF THE BOY [10:56 pm] [from: noya-san] GET TEH BOY [10:57 pm] [to: noya-san] GET THE BOY [11:04 pm] [from: noya-san] GET THE BOY

or, the story of how tanaka tried to light a flame in ennoshita's heart and ended up setting everything else on fire instead.

hold your breath, it gets better by harklights (T)

Summary: But if there was one thing Ennoshita could trust about the world, it was that people wanted. They wanted things to bend to their will, other wills to bend to their will, odds to work in their favor, luck on their side, a shortcut, a fun time, insurance and assurance both. A security lock to be made extra sturdy against possible thefts. A frail book with tattered binding that wanted augmentation before it frayed and spilled its pages everywhere, succumbed to age. A girl’s pocket mirror that reflected falling cherry blossoms every time she opened it to look at herself. Vanity, maybe, although it had been too cute when she first saw herself and gasped.“A flying carpet,” the man before the counter wishes.“A… flying carpet,” Ennoshita slowly repeats.

Practice Makes Perfect by ToBeOrNotToBeAGryiffindor (G)

Summary: Ennoshita Chikara has had a few confessions, but this one takes the cake.

"Enno-san, can I ask you something?" "Sure." "You like guys, right?" "Yeahhhh. . ." "I think I might like a guy. What do I do?"

Why is this my life?

one step, two step by Authoress (T)

Summary: Tanaka's made enough of a mess trying to confess to Ennoshita, he doesn't need his attention-hungry kitten getting in the mix too.

Hinata/Kageyama (otp: as long as i’m here, you’re invincible)

baby, i can give you wings by Metis_Ink (T) ❤

Summary: In which there are superpowers, cats, rainstorms, realizations, split-second jealousy, embarrassing volleyparents, killer whales, electric Kuroos, unstable emotions, bad romance movie mentions, some angst, some fluff, but mostly a lot of awkward high schoolers.

The minute Kageyama walks into the gym and sees Hinata hovering eight feet over the nets he knows he’s screwed.

Daichi/Kuroo (otp: city boy country boy)

If I Could Change Your Mind by tookumade (G)

Summary:

“I’m kind of excited to meet him,” Bokuto says, roughly an hour before Karasuno are scheduled to arrive. “He sounds interesting.”

Kuroo raises an eyebrow at him. “I just told you that there’s not a lot about him that stands out—how is that interesting?”

“You’ve told me a lot about how he apparently doesn’t stand out,” Bokuto replies easily. “You don’t usually talk about someone so much."

(Or, Sawamura Daichi shows up like a breath of fresh air, and Kuroo Tetsurou doesn't stand a chance.)

Daichi/Suga (otp: honey i’m home)

Add New Contact by booksong (G)

Summary: "Daichi was leaning contemplatively on the sill of his open window, waiting for the icy breeze he was letting into his room to wake him up to how utterly stupid he was being. He’d always hated stories, real or fictional, about people doing ridiculous and self-destructive things for love, but now here he was, palming his smartphone idly and wondering with complete seriousness if it would survive an eight meter drop with substantial but repairable damage."

(Or; All Daichi's electronics are endangered the moment he realizes he can't get that sweet, patient, ridiculously attractive IT tech off his mind.)

cool teens don’t wear skinny jeans by ebenroot (T)

Summary: 'He was supposed to ask Suga for his number or ask if he was busy next Friday night and if he was interested in seeing a movie or something. Instead, he said in a slightly cracking and not at all calm voice, “I think I lost my kids.”

that fic where babysitter no. 1 Daichi loses three kids in the city, gets into a bunch of shenanigans, and tries to ask Suga on a date.

forever is a long time but i don’t mind spending it with you by Interconnected_3 (G)

Summary: “What else?” Daichi blinks. “What else is there? Do you want me to tell you how you like your coffee?” He grins teasingly. “I don’t know, how do I like my coffee? By the way, you’re missing something.” “Cream and two and a half sugars- wait, I’m missing something?” “Yup,” Suga says. “You forgot to mention that we’re dating.” “Well, god, Suga, judging from how we’ve been kissing and holding hands for three years and in this bed for the past nine hours since last night, I couldn’t possibly tell.”

in which daichi finally gets the day off and teaches a romantically-frustrated suga how to be honest with himself.

extreme fluff

i do (cherish you) by gabstar (T)

Summary: The first time Daichi suggests it, it’s a joke.

“Sugawara Koushi,” he says solemnly. He’s bent on one knee, the floor is still sticky with sweat post-practice. He offers up the lost ring, found while mopping off gym floors. “Will you marry me?”

((Five times Daichi asks Suga to marry him, plus once where he finally, finally says yes.))

in the shadow of the mountain by laubear (T) ❤

Summary: After graduation, Daichi and Suga climb a mountain to see whether it will make them the grown-ups they’re supposed to be.

when all the songs are through by thewindraiser (T)

Summary: Daichi is out for lunch with some of his colleagues when he spots it.

The ring.

you better go catch it by laubear (G)

Summary: Desperate times call for desperate measures. Sometimes those desperate measures involve compromising perfectly good scientific data, but Daichi’s learned to stop being surprised when it comes to Suga.

you can only take what you can carry by skittidyne (T)

Summary: Suga pulled Noya down from the chair. Daichi finally decided enough was enough. He knew he was just doing it to draw him in, and damn it, it worked (just like it always worked against him), because there was no way he was letting Suga get into one of Kuroo and Bokuto’s competitions.

Suga had their libero thrown over one shoulder by the time Daichi reached them. “Daichi-san! Look!” Noya chirped, waving the arm that wasn’t wrapped around the vice-captain.

Suga put up his free arm, flexing, and gave Daichi a wink.

(( or, alternatively: "do you even lift, bro?" ))

Hanamaki/Matsukawa (otp: i wear my boyfriend’s clothes, i look incredible)

and indeed there will be time by pickledplumes (T)

Summary: Between volleyball and the looming end of their high school years, Hanamaki thinks he’s already dealing with more than enough, thank you very much.

Unfortunately, no one else gets the memo.

-Alternatively: “I am not in love with my best friend!” says Hanamaki Takahiro. Nobody buys his bullshit.

hang out fall in love by carafin (T)

Summary: In which Hanamaki's humble medical practice is threatened by an intractable asshole a witch doctor who's just moved into the shop down the street. Medical/Witchcraft AU.

As far as Hanamaki’s concerned, and as far as bad life decisions go, setting up your witch clinic right next to an actual, proper, medical clinic is practically akin to setting up an all-you-can-eat buffet right next to a gym. Or a sex toy shop next to a church. Or a vegetable patch next to a goat farm. Or – yeah, the point is, this Matsukawa guy has totally cornered the market in Terrible-Life-Decision-Making-Skills.

lost with you (take my hand) by airblends (T)

Summary: When a missed stop or ten lead to an involuntary day trip to Kyoto for Matsukawa and Hanamaki, they find that maybe the journey really is its own reward sometimes.

poolside by tothemoon (T) ❤

Summary: At eighteen, it'd been a matter of wading.

At twenty-five, Hanamaki tries not to fall in headfirst.

plus one by orphan_account (G)

Summary: "Did you know we're dating?"

"What? Says who?"

"Says everyone apparently."

"Oh," Hanamaki frowns for a few seconds before shrugging and turning his attention back to the chocolate fountain. "Nice."

that’s what you get (for waking up in vegas) by skittidyne (T)

Summary: “There was an Elvis?” Hajime asks.

“He was the officiator. It’s the cliché, right?”

“…Officiator of what?” Tooru asks with a look down at Takahiro’s hand.

“You can borrow my phone to pull pictures from for our wedding album.” Issei reaches over and grasps the hand with the ring on it. Everyone is staring at their clasped hands like a three-headed lobster just crawled onto the table. “You were both the best men and I was very, deeply touched by how affected you both were at the ceremony,” he says in a perfect deadpan.

(( or: iwaizumi does not want to be the responsible one, and thus they suffer the consequences, or, perhaps, 'suffer' is a bit too strong of a word ))

Wet Your Whistle by darkmagicalgirl (E)

Summary: Hanamaki gets a job as a bartender. Matsukawa likes his uniform. (Alternatively: Matsukawa tries to ignore his huge crush on his friend-with-benefits. He fails.)

Iwaizumi/Konoha (otp: ace and jack of all trades; alternatively: otp: i know fukurodani and seijou probably have never breathed the same air just let me have this)

Ace and Jack by masi (M)

Summary: Iwaizumi and Konoha are neighbors and teammates. Maybe friends too. They get along most of the time.

Kenma/Kuroo (otp: backbone, brain, heart)

Cat’s Out of the Bag by shions_heart (T)

Summary: When Kuroo Tetsurou drunkenly proposes to his best friend Kozume Kenma during the midnight release of Kenma's first ever video game, Kenma doesn't think anything could be more embarrassing.

But when the proposal ends up going viral, Kenma's forced to confront feelings about his friend that he's kept locked away for a long time.

Collecting Days by pickledplumes (G)

Summary:

The silence of the crowd as they recite their vows and say I do is deafening, their cheers as he and Tetsurou kiss even more so, and Kenma thinks some distant version of him would have shied away and ran; but right now he’s in the arms of the only man he’s ever loved, locked in the most passionate kiss he’s ever known, and he feels like he can take on the world.

curiosity kills by newamsterdam (T) ❤

Summary: Kenma rescues a cat.

Later on, the cat saves him in return.

i built you a home in my heart by newamsterdam (M)

Summary:

Yaku doesn’t let Kuroo derail him. “You don’t even have that excuse. And I’ve known you and Kenma too long to think that these feelings didn’t exist, before today.”

There’s a truth in what he says. Kuroo’s chest feels too small to contain his heart, beating giddily against his ribs. Even if he falls into his usual back and forth with Yaku, everything is different today.

“It’s not like that,” he says softly. He cups both hands around his mug, looking into the dregs of his coffee. “It’s like… I couldn’t even let myself think of it before, you know? I couldn’t let my mind even go there, because it would’ve been unbearable, to know and not be able to do anything about it.”

Yaku shakes his head, kicking at Kuroo’s legs under the table. “Oh my god,” he says. “You’re going to be hopeless now, aren’t you?”

Five years after high school— what changes, what doesn't, and what really matters, in the end.

love’s not the way to treat a friend by girltalk (T)

Summary: There’s really nothing quite as revelatory as the silent minutes spent in bed during the aftermath of a wet dream involving you and your high-school best friend.

(i must profess) by sadaf (T)

Summary: “No!” Kenma says, voice high and through clenched teeth as Kuroo offers it to him. “Put- put that away! Put that away!”

mr. steal yo man by saintjoy (T)

Summary: Lev's got it bad for Kenma. Unfortunately, he's already got one hell of a boyfriend.

Show a Little Faith by minijhi (G)

Summary:

“Why are you sending me a singing Valentine telegram?" Kenma asks, mouth flattened. "It’s six months until Valentine’s Day.”

“I bought a dwarf over the summer to use as cupid.” Kuroo says. “I figured he could use some practice.”

Presenting Kenma as the Boy-Who-Lived, whose living becomes a lot more interesting when Ravenclaw Prince Kuroo Tetsurou starts sending him singing telegrams about defeating the Dark Lord.

Static by icespyders (G) ❤❤❤

Summary:

stat•ic /ˈstadik/ adj. : 1. lacking in movement, action, or change; 2. concerned with bodies at rest or forces in equilibrium n. : crackling or hissing noises on a telephone, radio, or other telecommunications system.

He hadn't taken it well when Kuroo went away.

The Wedding Hall Shuffle by icespyders (T) ❤

Summary: Box steps for a waltz are easy, even if you've never done them before, even if you learned at a strangers' wedding from another stranger, even if you're not quite sure what you're doing. But love? Love is something else, something without regimented one-two-three-four patterns, without rules.

Maybe it's silly, but Kenma thinks he might be figuring it out.

Kyoutani/Yahaba (otp: mad dog and puppy)

all you have is your fire by knightswatch (T)

Summary:

Shigeru is quickly hurtling toward the point where he’s going to have to change the relationship that he’s built with Kyoutani in ways that he can’t take back, and it’s one of the reasons that he isn’t particularly looking forward to his birthday.

No matter how he feels, Shigeru knows he can’t afford to be in love. Or at least, he can’t afford to act on it.

Close to the Chest by darkmagicalgirl (T) ❤❤❤

Summary: It takes Yahaba thirteen years to realize he's different from the other kids, one to figure out how to hide it, and two more to learn to be happy just the way he is. Yahaba's journey ft. an extremely annoyed Kyoutani, best friend in the world Watari, and loads and loads of good senpai Oikawa.

Mixed Signals by snoqualmie (T)

Summary: Feelings are definitely a thing he’s having. Kyoutani is really sweet. He’s family oriented and he prefers novels with female leads and he’s in all honors classes. He kind of has a big head, totally has a big smile, definitely has a big heart. His eyes are nice, he’s got that dimple. Yahaba groans and rubs his fists into his eyes.

Room to Grow by kiyala (G) ❤❤❤

Summary: Kyoutani and Yahaba have enough on their minds in third year, as ace and captain of the volleyball team, butting heads both on and off the court while trying to improve their game so the team has a shot of winning this year. When they find a puppy abandoned in a park, their lives only get even more complicated.

the sunset hours by commovente (T)

Summary:

set in an alternate sendai city where everything is almost exactly the same, except every day during sunset, each person's heart is visible to everyone else, in whatever form that may be, for better or for worse.

in which kyoutani has an actual puppy dog heart, yahaba is the most unconventional disney character alive, and oikawa is still the best senpai.

or: the story of yahaba's adventures in the big city.

This World is Just Illusion by shions_heart (T)

Summary: Yahaba Shigeru was a scientist set to work on and administer the SS-415 Serum to the test subject Kyoutani Kentarou. But when the experiment fails, he's forced to relocate with an unstable Kyoutani and make a new home for them.

(Or the story of how the Mad Dog gang was formed.)

Lev/Yaku (otp: angry small and dirty large)

Touch by Mysecretfanmoments (T)

Summary: After a twisted ankle and an uncomfortable realization, Yaku starts to see a different side of Lev—one he doesn't want to kick at all. (Or, well... not often.)

Yaku and the Beanstalk by Mysecretfanmoments (T)

Summary:

Yaku Morisuke is many things: a libero, a caretaker, a good student. He's also about to find Lev Haiba stuck in a vending machine.

(In which Yaku accidentally recruits Lev to the volleyball team and can't get rid of him after.)

Oikawa/Suga (otp: 100 days with mr. refreshing)

all the small things by Authoress (T)

Summary:

Sugawara Koushi.

Oikawa’s brain supplies the name of the person standing at the other end of the aisle before Oikawa can even register him, attuned to spitting out facts about other volleyball players on a second’s notice, even after all these years. Karasuno High vice-captain. 174 cm…no, more like 176 now. Skilled at raising morale and bringing an element of surprise to their strategy. Troublesome. Refreshing. Setter.

The enemy.

Oikawa/Ushijima (otp: don’t you ever forget my worthless pride & prejudice)

A Fish out of Water by masi (M)

Summary: Ushijima is having a hard time adjusting to life in Tokyo.

This Insignificant Pride and Prejudice by Mysecretfanmoments, Pouler (T) ❤❤❤

Summary: Oikawa Tooru graduated high school with the burning desire to succeed in his college career. He'd hoped that might include taking down his arch-nemesis along the way, but when he finds that his college team hosts an offensively familiar face, he can't help but think that the universe might be conspiring against him. After all, what could be worse than playing on the same team as Ushijima?

it’s kind of like a promise by songtofly (T) ❤

Summary: Devotion, Ushijima Wakatoshi learns, is a two-way street.

like someone in love by masi (T)

Summary: Oikawa tries to resolve an unexpected Ushiwaka-related problem carefully and calmly.

#notalovestory by iiejn, readerofsaph (T)

Summary:

Oikawa Tooru, Japan's representative pretty boy actor, lands the best movie role of his career yet. Shame about who else is acting in it, too.

Dearest Oikawa,

I am sorry that you hit me at the party last week. I am confident that your reputation will survive the backlash. Hopefully we will be able to speak on better terms the next time we meet.

Yours, Ushijima Wakatoshi

On A Willful Afternoon When I Thought Love Could Choose by Zee (E)

Summary: Ushijima gets stuck in a repeating time loop on the day his university's team must play Oikawa's. Shenanigans ensue.

Planting Season by masi (T)

Summary: After graduation, Ushijima runs into Oikawa again.

Searching Happiness by sunspearing (T) ❤

Summary: The five times Oikawa tries to call it quits, and the one time Ushijima does.

Semi/Shirabu (otp: loving is easy, teasing is easier)

don’t let this magic die by oilpaints (T)

Summary:

Shirabu glances out the window, listening to the soft pitter-patter of the rain, and the even sounds of Semi’s breathing. Only now, as he glances around the cramped, dimly-lit room and spots Semi’s bag, already open and spilling out clothes onto the floorboards, does he realizes just what he’s gotten himself into.

It’s just four days, he reminds himself. Four days of sharing a room with Semi, of all people, but still — he’s been through worse, right? Right.

SPOILER:

Actually, whether he’s right or wrong is up for debate, because everything goes about just as well as anyone would expect. (Which is to say: surprisingly, nobody dies, Shirabu learns more about Semi Eita than he ever would have bargained for, and that, maybe, he’s not so bad.

Maybe.)

face to the sun by oilpaints (G)

Summary:

Shirabu Kenjirou, as told by friends both old and new.

Kawatabi clicks his tongue. “I still don’t get why you were born in spring,” he says. “You’re so bitter and cold. More of a winter child, if you ask me.”

Shirabu just shrugs lightly, lips tugged upwards in a faint smile. “But I didn’t ask you,” he says. “And besides, spring is all about new beginnings, isn’t it?”

Impulse by Metis_Ink (T) ❤❤❤

Summary:

"Semi’s not sure how subtle the team is trying to be, but there must be some ungodly conspiracy pointed against him. It’s working in the sense that Semi is half aware that maybe this rivalry with Shirabu is a lot more troublesome than it seems, but really, that’s all he's getting."

Second year Semi Eita faces the downward spiral that is his life following the arrival of some first year setter who's way too cocky for his own good.

Scarf Trick by togekissies (G)

Summary: The last thing Shirabu wants to do is run into a naggy upperclassman after a long day.

seven day’s luck by togekissies (T)

Summary:

(semishira week fic collection)

One: Semi and Shirabu go on a date. Two: Shirabu can't stand executive meddling more than he can't stand Semi. Three: Shirabu and Semi are just kids at reform school, discussing treason on the roof in the way only prideful teenagers can. Four: Semi is a nostalgic loser. Shirabu pushes him in a creek. Five: Semi steals some intel. Shirabu doesn't like patching him up.

Tsukishima/Yamaguchi (otp: when did you ever get so cool?)

blue summer sky by deanpendragon (T) ❤❤❤

Summary: In which Tadashi manages his grandfather's pet store and Tsukishima works at the music shop next door. Lots of exclamation points, dialogue, obvious crushes, internal (and overexcited) monologuing, animal trivia and terrible puns ensue.

by any other name by memorde (T)

Summary:

A Concise Guide to Dealing with People Asking if your Best Friend and/or Crush is Single:

Panic

Lie

Run

campfire in your chest by deanpendragon (M) ❤❤❤

Summary: Kei realizes in their second year of high school that he's probably been in love with Yamaguchi since they were ten. However hopeless he might be in handling that situation, Kei prays he's at least not as hopeless as Hinata and Kageyama. But he just might be.

let’s keep this professional by laubear ❤

Summary:

When the first sincere gesture of Tsukishima Kei’s life costs him his glamorous job as a sports agent, only a wide-eyed, freckled accountant volunteers to jump ship with him. But if the two of them can save the careers of volleyball’s legendary Oddball Duo, things might just work out after all.

Or, the story of how Tsukishima Kei got fired, got married, adopted a kid, and fell in love. In that order.

levels of investment by skittidyne (T)

Summary:

Yamaguchi was far less nervous in practice than any games, and he’d gotten far more skilled at serving in a few short months, so Tsukishima was utterly unprepared for the feeling of a volleyball slamming into the back of his head.

There was a beat of silence.

The ball had enough of an angle to bounce off his head and over to the other side of the net, landing neatly in front of a stunned Sugawara.

(( or: Ennoshita plots for the future, Suga wants to mess around and is intent on dragging everyone down to his level, Noya tries to become a spiker, Kiyoko is a good senpai, Yamaguchi cries, and Tsukishima wonders if he's been dropped off in the Twilight Zone without his notice ))

These Words You Don’t Hear by ohhello (E)

Summary: Tadashi is convinced entering into his third year at Karasuno means that he is one year closer to losing what he holds most dear: his team, his friends, and most importantly his daily moments with Kei. While Tadashi wrestles with his fear of lasts, Kei struggles with how to offer him firsts.

#fic rec #haikyuu!!#bokuaka #daisuga #matsuhana #kuroken #kyouhaba #ushioi #semishira #tsukkiyama #i only tagged ships i recced at least 5 fics for

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Rap Monster Reaction To You Confessing While Drunk [Angst, Smut and Fluff Versions!]

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Your Confession

Kim Namjoon; your favourite name, and favourite words. The most intelligent, handsome, kind guy you’ve ever met... yeah, it feels pathetic, but those qualities combined are just something quite rare to come by, and when you fell, you fell hard because there is so much to love about the guy.

The main problem with the idea of confessing was just that you end up stuttering half the time you converse with him as it is, so you know the words would come out all wrong, or you’d back down and end your main sentence differently.

“Namjoon-ah... There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for a long time... Would you......

..........

......mind telling me where the toilet is?”

‘Yeah, that’d be real smooth y/n’, you think to yourself.

Conclusively, from the emotion combined with your anxiety about the whole situation, there was only one thing for it; get drunk to become more open and relaxed about it.

So here you were, sat round the back of a packed out club outside at a table with Namjoon and it all comes pouring out - “Namjoon-ah... why do you have to be so smart and so good looking and so kind and so funny and... Ah, I’m pathetic, I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m fed up of pretending everyday...”

“Pretending?”

“You know... hiding the fact that I really like you... and not ‘like’ in just a platonic way, no! ‘Like’ as in... well, ‘love’... God help me...” you whine, basically face-palming yourself at your own being right now.

Angst

Namjoon hates to see you like this, especially when there’s nothing he can do to make you feel better. He can’t just pretend to feel the same way about you; he’s just not in love with you. He feels awful doing this, but he knows that he’s going to have to hurt you to make you fall out of love with him. There’s silence between you to for a couple of moments before he can muster the courage and energy to do this.

“Don’t do this to me y/n...”

“Wow, is that all you can say??”

“Well, yeah; I can’t have a girl confessing to me when I’m on a night out to get laid...” It feels so wrong and out of character for him to have to say this, but he thinks this is the right thing to do.

“What the hell Namjoon?!” you exclaim, shocked at this response to your confession. “You’re really one of those guys then all along, huh? Just after one thing?”

“Well at least tonight I am... We all have needs, just drop it yeah?”

So you guess you have to just drop it.

Aish, King Namdoom on the heart

Angst-Smut

You weren’t going to be spoken to in this manner, so no, you decide you’re not going to drop it. You’re too inebriated to make smart decisions, and all you want is Namjoon, in whatever form that may be.

“No, I’m not gonna drop it... And if you’re looking for one thing, then why keep eyeing up that bimbo over there when there’s a girl right here next to you??...”

“Y/n, you’re not thinking straight; you literally just said you had feelings for me. Feelings and one time things don’t mix, end of.”

Carelessly, you just draw into him and plant a desperate kiss to his lips, and at first, you don’t get much of a response. That is until he registers the warmth of your hand to his face and the feeling he gets from this... If he has to hurt you to let you down, then perhaps there’s no harm in doing this; he could always let you down in the morning, leaving you to think he’s a user that you don’t need to be wasting your emotion on.

And so God help him if he doesn’t make the most of this chance.

Fortunately, there’s a great amount of people also out here, most probably not even acknowledging either yours or Namjoon’s existence.

He draws in closer to keep your lips pressed together, and under the table, runs a hand along your thigh, causing you to whimper into his mouth at the sudden contact. His hands are large against your delicate thigh and so warm in contrast to the slight breeze that’s been brushing against your skin, and you know this isn’t going to be enough if you want to remain discrete to the unknowing people around you, but you let it happen for now.

Tonight was a good time for a dress you figure as he slides his hand under your panties and trails a finger where you need him most, and already you can feel the pool of wetness for him.

As though Namjoon could read your mind, he ceases to touch you under the table and instead leads you to a less classy, but more private place, and next thing you know, you’re touching each other in one of the cubicles.

His back pressed up against the wall, you get him to find and reach his high with just your hand, and it’s the hottest hand-job he’s ever received; heavy breathing, moans that he knows he needs to hold back... [I’ve linked audio, HEADPHONES] and he won’t stop calling you baby... God, he wishes he could feel more than just this kind of attraction to you as you give him the best orgasm of his life...

But even the drink can’t fool his feelings emotionally.

Ugh I think he’s become my bias wrecker again help

Fluff

As you lean into his shoulder, seemingly asking for God to help you, Namjoon turns into a complete dork as he registers your words. He can’t quite believe his ears, in fact.

With a huge grin on his face, he tries to play it cool and snap out of it, ducking his head down to try and catch a glimpse of your face.

“Y/n... are you okay?... Do you know what you’re saying?” he asks, just to be certain he has heard you correctly.

You peak up in shame to try and read his face through the small gap of your fingers that you’ve allowed your eyes to see through, and you think you can see a smile. Unable to tell in your drunken state whether this smile comes from grinning or a laugh, you have to remove your hands from your face and face the humiliation.

“Y/n, look at me... Be honest with me about this; that’s all I ask” he tells you, just needing to know the truth.

“Fine...” you begin. “I’ve been having a hard time bringing myself to confess so I waited til I got in this state so I brush it off as a joke if you rejected me... Which you probably will, so...”

“Okay, stop being so sure about the idea of me rejecting you and be more sure about yourself... You’re good-hearted, you have a great sense of humour, heck, you even like the things I can like and can sustain intelligible conversation... and... you’re beautiful inside and out... Don’t you ever think that a guy in the right mind would reject you...” he discontinues to talk, as do you.

He gently cups a hand to your blushing cheek and takes a good look into your eyes. They’re a little dis-focused from the drinking, but nonetheless, your eyes are so beautiful to him and you still manage to look radiant under the night light. He presses his forehead against yours and the warmth radiates between you both literally and figuratively.

“I’m in love with you, y/n” he tells you, breaking the silence before the two of you share your first kiss.

Fluff-Smut

Figuring the two of you are on the same page, you continue to drink together, chatting and dancing the night away, not leaving the club until closing time, causing all sorts of mischief both on your way out of the club [as you slightly backchat the bouncers who request that you leave] and on your way... home? Well, who knows where you’re going as you both wobble down the street together, kissing between stumbles and hugging to keep each other’s balance.

You both holler down the street, doing silly little harmless things like balancing a traffic cone on the head of that one statue in the town center and knocking on windows to say hello.

Giggling like children, the two of you decide to take a shortcut to Namjoon’s house, finally recognizing the area you’re in. Stumbling as you go round the corner leading to an alleyway, you somehow find yourself being pressed up against the brick wall with him hovering over you, which you guess is a happy coincidence.

The dim lighting manages to give Namjoon a good view of your face as he rests a palm onto the wall at your head level, and he whispers appreciatively -- “Wow, you’re perfect.”

“You’re not so bad yourself” you murmur with a suggestive hum.

“We really should have done this earlier... tonight has been the most fun I’ve had in ages, baby...”

“Pet names already, huh?” you comment with a small drunken giggle.

“Do you not wanna be my baby girl?”

“I should have known it... Such a dom...” you puff in amusement, to which he smirks.

“Only for you, baby...” he replies, moving his face closer to yours.

“Yeah right... you’re gonna try to be a dom, but I just know that when I ride you, you’re gonna go crazy...”

and the sex talk goes on for a solid few more minutes before the two of you realize you’ve gotten yourselves so worked up that you just have to continue your journey to get home.

Usually, people would be whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears, but with you and Namjoon, it’s a kind of education; already, you’re learning a little about each other’s likes and dislikes in the bedroom.

Opening his house door with desperation, you don’t even reach the bedroom to fuck, finding yourselves collapsing on the floor after simply fucking against the wall, and eventually the sofa. It shouldn’t be comfortable lying on the floor like this, but somehow, it’s also the most comfortable feeling ever because you’re in his arms.

Waking up the next morning, you find yourself confused, not in the same place you fell asleep at. You’re cosy between bed sheets, and you figure Namjoon must have woken up through your sleep to take you both to bed. You smile as you feel his arms wrap around you.

“Mmm... morning beautiful...” he greets.

“Morning...” you reply. “Last night was pretty insane, from what I can remember...”

“Well, I hope you remember most of it... Let’s spend some time together today, okay?”

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hey can i request that you bts reaction They see your guy friend being too friendly with you

Okay, quick note for this: done 2 types of reaction -- fluffy and smutty, and I think the general idea with all of these is that with the fluffy one, you are less familiar with the member personally, whereas with the smutty one, the two of you have more of a backstory and know each other better.

Also this is probably my last response for a while but I do always work on requests when I can and requests are always open!

This made a very infires Skype call for me and @kimlisamarie

Rap Monster

Fluffy -- Although he’d feel upset seeing another guy being ‘friendly’ with you, he would primarily concerned, wondering whether you are giving permission for the said contact / way the guy is acting around you.

If he thought things were getting out of hand, he’d definitely step in, using the power of his brain to make the guy flustered about his actions and maybe even force him to go away. Regardless of whether you are fine with the contact or not, he would ask if you are okay, because if he was there to see it, then clearly the contact was too public and he doesn’t believe a girl should be exploited in that way (‘exploited’ is for the lack of a better word).

He would insist on being a gentleman to you, take you out for a coffee (he pays of course) in contrast to ensure that you know in your mind that not all men are going to see you in this way, and maybe later confess that he would like to do this again sometime, if not that, then something a bit more forward like giving you his number incase you need someone to talk to or even asking you out on a date to give him a chance (the latter being if you were indeed fine with the contact this other guy was giving you, wanting to prove that he is the better man for you).

Smutty -- Daddy Namjoon mode because he feels the need to assert his dominance. Not even sorry for literally starting the first sentence with the word ‘daddy’.

He’d step back and wait until this guy has backed off, not wanting to potentially annoy you to the point that you don’t want him. Then, when he gets his chance alone with you, he would instantly send chills down your spine, pushing you up firmly against the wall, telling you how much of a naughty girl/boy you are for teasing him in this manner, like “why must you make me feel this way godammit?”

Whispering sin into your ear, he would use his dominant sexy side to make you completely forget about your guy friend who was getting too intimate with you. Even if there was no relationship between you and Namjoon prior to this situation, he would tell you that “you’re mine and mine only baby; I don’t wanna share you with anyone else” because seeing you with this guy has made him realize he can’t just stand by whilst other people touch you.

Forgetting for a moment where you are - in public - he would then grab your hands and pin you up to the wall and full on kiss you, soon turning it into a hot makeout session. Then, realizing where the two of you are, he would grab your hands again, this time to lead you back to his house: “You’re coming back with me”.

Jin

Fluffy -- I feel that Jin would be generally quite an awkward person when it would come to situations regarding a girl he likes, so he wouldn’t really be able to think of any other way to stop the situation other than coming over to start a conversation and being really awkward with the conversation, making awful jokes, some of them not even making sense because him seeing you with another guy just makes him have so much on his mind.

He’d probably apologise for his behaviour afterward (even though he probably isn’t sorry if he successfully put the guy off being so intimate with you,) and similarly to Rap Monster, he would offer to make it up to you by offering to take you out. On the ‘date’ (it wouldn’t have been said between either of you that it’s a date, but he totally wants it to be a date,) he would be much more mature, flaunting his knowledge of the world, paying for everything, and requesting a kiss at the end without pressuring you to if you don’t want to.

Smutty -- When the two of you get a moment alone, he would mumble into your ear “Are you sure you want him to touch you like that?... Don’t you think I could do a better job?” And he knows there isn’t much competition with him around…

Grabbing your hand, quite romantically actually, he would then start just walking with you, then when you realise he isn’t walking in the direction he knows you want to go and you ask ‘where are we going?’ he simply replies “Somewhere where I can do a better job”

Suga

Fluffy -- Suga would be more passive when the situation is actively going on, not wanting to make a fool of himself. He would most definitely feel super hurt, but still a little stubborn about confessing or expressing his feelings, instead letting them out through some private writing.

After the guy friend who is talking to you a little too provocatively and touching you slightly too intimately has made his exit, Yoongi would just make out like he is just happening to be casually walking by and ‘accidentally’ bump into you. He would make general conversation with you at first, not wanting you to know he has just been watching or is at all bothered by the situation, then leading the conversation into some excuse to meet up with you another time.

Smutty -- Again, quite passive whilst the situation is going on, but afterwards would take some sort of action, possibly via a text with something quite sexual to get you going, like “why are his hands all over your body and not mine?” “You know you can do better than that” “Fuck, I really need you to come over so I can show you what you’re missing out on”.

J-Hope

Fluffy -- He wouldn’t confront the situation face on but he wouldn’t just let it happen either, and would likely do something clumsy in the background to grab your’s and the guy’s attention and make it stop. Then he’d use like an unnecessary amount of words to apologize, distracting your attention from the guy’s for as long as possible but without actually talking directly to him or having a full conversation with either of you about this.

After that, he would just generally try to catch your attention more, hoping that you will think of him more often and hoping that the two of you can be closer to the point that he would feel comfortable to ask to meet up with you for reasons other than school/work/etc. Then on the first or second time of meeting up with just the two of you, he would open up more and express his feelings towards you, briefly mentioning how seeing you with that other guy made him realize that he can’t just hold back on how he feels about you.

Smutty -- Instead of just leaving after apologizing for the background clumsy thing, he would insist to your guy friend that he needs to pull you aside to have a private word and that it’s quite urgent and can’t wait. Dragging you by your hand, he forces you to leave and takes you to the nearest secluded area possible.

As soon as you’re there, he would say something along the lines of “why do you like that when you know I could do so much better…” walking towards you and backing you to the nearest wall. “I know deep down you want me; right here, right now.”

Jimin

Fluffy -- The poor little mochi wouldn’t know what to do or where to look, quite hurt that he isn’t the one being intimate with you and probably feeling like he wouldn’t compare to the other guy in terms of how he wants to make you feel. He would just watch and so badly want to shower you with love and kisses -- not inappropriately touching you carelessly without regard for what you want.

He might send a text later in the day after it playing on his mind so much, but nothing more than a simple ‘hey’ to start general conversation, secretly hoping that his text has made your day but thinks it’s a long shot since seeing what happened earlier.

Later on, he’d maybe have a few drinks to bring out his confidence and phone you up to confess his feelings like “Hey, I hope you don’t mind me randomly calling you… I need to get something off my chest…”

Smutty -- After witnessing the situation, he’d send you an urgent text with very little context just stating that he needs to see you. Figuring that something is the matter and he just needs someone to talk to, you happily go find him and meet him.

The minute you get there, he would be straight in there, pressing his lips against yours, engaging you in a passionate make out, pulling away merely once to say “damn, I can’t believe I stood by and let myself just watch you and him earlier”

He’d continue kissing you, touches being quite cautious but it’s not long before he has to give in to his desires and say “I am sorry… Sorry I didn’t do anything earlier” and whisk you away up to his room.

Fluffy -- Even if you weren’t the closest of friend with V, he would be brave enough to make a bold action to stop the situation and make you completely forget about it, like he would brisk walk over and lift you up over his shoulder and carry you away, literally sweeping you off your feet. You’d say ‘Tae! What are you doing? Put me down!!!’ and he’d calmly giggle with something like “we’re going on an adventure!”

He would make the most of his usually 4D personality and let people put down his random actions to that, and that thought being the reason why he wouldn’t care that he has just made a big scene.

Tae is a pretty straight forward guy, so when eventually he puts you down - and it’s a long while before he does because he wants to make sure you know how strong he is - he gets straight to the point, so you’d still be asking him things like ‘Tae! What the hell was that back there?’ ‘...and what’s this adventure we’re supposed to be going on?’ And he would be so smooth just taking your words and using his response as a way to confess like “the adventure where you discover my feelings for you; I really like you”

Smutty -- He’d still be extra and physically pick you up and take you away, but in a more sexual context, he would instead carry you away to a private yet not so closed off type of area such as a balcony or an elevator and tease the fuck out of you, using actions to speak louder than words by running his hand along your thigh, but the minute you respond positively to this, he would cease contact and tell you that before you can have him, you need to stop allowing other guys to touch you so freely, leaving you with a kiss to the forehead and leaving you and your thoughts to let loose and go crazy about him.

Jungkook

Fluffy -- He’d be quite surprised to see this kind of thing going on in public, unsure of whether his initial judgements of you were correct, but there is that grating thought that maybe you don’t really want it and as shy as he may be, he can’t stand by and watch your guy friend be like this around you with that potential outcome in mind.

With a very nervous heart and mind, he would approach you and try to calmly ask “do you really want him to touch you like this?” genuinely concerned for you, and even if you were fine with it, you would still appreciate his concern nonetheless, (so if the guy has a problem with what Jungkook has just said, you would defend Jungkook, assuring him that he hasn’t done anything wrong in showing concern).

Again, despite his shyness, he would definitely fight this guy either verbally or physically, should the situation spiral out of hand that he would have to stoop to this stage, letting his feelings for you overpower any cowardice he has within him.

Smutty -- Instead of trying to get involved in the situation like in the fluffy scenario, he would stay back and let it happen, but as soon as the guy leaves, he would be by your side in a flash - “Are you really going to let that guy touch you like that?” he would ask sternly, ensuring you are face to face with him. “I’m the one you’d want to take it all the way with, right? So why let any other guy get involved?” he’d wink, starting to send shivers down your spine with his touches on any bare skin he can find. “Let’s not make this complicated, yeah? I want you, and I know you want me” he asserts, pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

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