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moontsuki · 2 years

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Haikyuu boys saying something hurtful in an argument.

Feat. Atsumu, Sakusa

SLIGHT CURSING

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Part 1, Part 2

Atsumu

He's cocky, and a tease and he knows it, but. He loves you, more than anything. He melts in your touch, and wouldn't want to loose you, he can't imagine a life without you.

But it was one of those days, the really shitty ones. So bad to the point when he was at practice, Kita told him to go home and take the night off, despite his protests he goes, he goes home to you. On the other hand, you were in your shared apartment trying to get some homework done so you could take a break from school and just relax.

You were tired of doing your work but knew it had to get done, procrastinating your priorities came common for you but somehow you got it done.

It was 5:30 and you were laying at your desk, pencil in hand, trying to study but you were being unproductive, while you were wallowing in boredom you heard the door open.

You slowly opened the door and shuffled to meet your boyfriends tired eyes. He dropped his bags at the door and kicked off his shoes. He looked like he had a rough day.

"Hey tsumie"

His response was short, it was a small "mm" which was not normal for him. He would usually say "there's ma pretty girl" or "hi angel" but you could tell he was tired, and you just wanted to take the weight off his shoulders.

You began to walk towards him, he was still standing at the front door, putting his keys away. His eyes met yours and began to soften. You grazed your hands against his tense broad shoulders, "Tough day i'm assuming?" He tensed up at the feeling, he normally would melt and that's how you knew... that something was off.

He shook you off and walked to the bedroom, you followed behind him. He sat down on your shared bed manspreading with shaking legs. Elbows resting on his thighs with his hands in front of him fiddling with his fingers. You slowly approached him and sat next to him, you put your hand on his thigh to give him reassurance that you were there for him stopping his movements.

"What happened love" you say in a comforting tone

"I dont want ta talk about it"

"Oh. Could I get you something to get your mind off of it?"

"no"

"Any food? I could go to the store and buy you some fatty tuna?"

"no" his tone growing in annoyance

"I could run you a bath?"

"No"

"What's wrong?"

"could ya just back off y/n" he said irritably

"No, please just tell me what's wrong so I can help" you plead

And with that, he snapped.

"can ya just shUT THE FUCK UP?!" you responded with "HEY listen. I know you've had a shitty day, but do NOT yell at me for just trying to care for you." That resulted into a small but hurtful argument..

"ALL YA DO IS SUFFOCATE ME!"

"IM SORRY THAT I CARE ABOUT YOU? MY ONLY GOAL WAS TO TAKE THE WEIGHT OFF YOUR SHOULDERS AND CARE FOR YOU!"

His tone got scarily quiet "Well look at ya now, adding onto ta problem... god ya just don't know when ta be quiet do ya? Have I ever hinted. that I don't need you? That you're easily replaceable?"

-A/n: That was unnecessary atsumu >:(

You felt small, and weak but said "Oh.? Replace me then" and with that, you left the room. Slamming the bedroom door behind you.

He didn't care that you left, but with your absence he had the time to think. To think about how poorly he treated you. How he hurt a person who's only goal was to make him happy and loved. He looks back at the moment you said those words before leaving the room, the look of hurt and disgust on your face. He goes to look for you, to apologize for how utterly wrong he was.

He leaves the room and you weren't there. He checked every room, and even under the couch. You were gone? Is that what you meant when you said "Replace me then." Why did he wait so long before looking for you? Sweat began to spike on his collar, and he began to feel weak.

He goes to call you, going to your contact name "Angel <3" hoping it wasn't too late. You declined the call. He calls again, another declined call. He started to panic, grabbing a coat and opening the door. And that's where he found you.

You were leaning against the door, hugging your knees. Not expecting the door to open you fall back. Now laying on the ground, red and teary eyes looking up at him. Atsumu was too stunned to speak. You quickly sit up and whisper "Im sorry, I really am. I just wanted to help.."

He crouches down and quickly embraces you in a tight hug. "Im so sorry my love." He pulls back to look at you, kissing away your tears. "Never in ma life do I want the fear of loosing ya again angel.."

Sakusa

Sakusa and you both knew that you loved each other deeply. Though he showed his love for you differently, you knew he cared and loved you with all his heart. You knew how to love Omi, you respected his boundaries and personal space.

Very little people were allowed to get into his personal bubble, to be able to touch and hold him, one of those people being you. You were one of the exceptions, you were able to hold his hand when he would feel compromised by the people around him. You were able to hug him after a game and he wouldn't push you off, instead he would feel safe in the embrace of you.

Kiyoomi is not one to argue, he usually keeps his thoughts to himself unless you pry to know what he is feeling, and he loves you for that. But sometimes he has trouble expressing his feelings towards you.

Today was different, Omi had a shit day and just wanted to be alone. Usually when you are studying he would come and drop off a water and a snack and watch you work. But he didn't this time. You were in the library studying for your recently assigned test and there was no sight of kiyoomi.

You assumed that he was too tired and had to go to practice. So you decided that after your study session, you would go visit him at practice.

Kiyoomi was at practice and everything wasn't come to him easily. Today was a one of those days where he just wanted to be done. Frustration and irritation boiling in his heart.

Of course you didn't know this when you went to visit him, though you wished you did.

You walked into the gym, and exclaimed excitedly "Hi Omi!" his eyes met yours and he quickly broke contact. His eyes were different today, they were dull it seemed. You took at seat at the bleachers and watched him practice. Your eyes followed him and you thought 'how did I get so lucky.'

After finishing practice, he grabbed a towel and began to wipe the sweat off of him. His teammates were doing the same, rehydrating and packing up nearby.

You graze your hands against his back and hug him from behind. He would usually ignore it or give you a peck on your nose but he stiffened and pushed you off him.

"Get the fuck off of me y/n"

His teammates eyes were now focused on the both of you. You quietly try to reason with him

"Omi? Is everything alright"

He starts to pack up his bag and ignores you

"The fuck does it look like, that I'm happy and everything's okay?"

You're confused on the random dick like behavior from him, he's usually cold but rarely ever an asshole.

"Omi? I just want to help, tell me what's wrong"

He begins to walk out the gym and you follow. You quickly say "just say the words and ill leave you alone." And he snapped, not in a scream but a quiet yell. Not too loud but loud enough to scare you.

"Just.." his tone gradually getting louder

"Leave me the fuck alone y/n, why do you always need so much attention. " he turns around with those words as it echo's around you. Fingers rubbing his temple with annoyance. He shouldn't have talked to you like that. He knew better, but why did he do it? He got irritated by the simplest thing, you were just trying to hug him.

He sees you, red of embarrassment with a face of pain and shock. The eyes of his teammates tracking him and you. "Hey.. I don-, I didn't mean to-" cutting him off with "you're so mean sometimes omi..."

When you look back at it, you should have stood up for yourself more. But, you felt like all eyes were on you and just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

You left the gym, pushing past Kiyoomi while his teammates watched you leave. He just looked at the ground in disappointment in himself, he snaps out of his thinking and realizes the weight of the situation.

He drops his bags and runs after you, you were walking home, tears in your eyes and embarrassed from what had just happened. You were half way down the street and he was running to catch up to you.

From running behind you, he heard sniffles that broke his heart. He reaches for your hand and turns you around, trying to make eye contact with your teary eyes.

You tense up at the feeling, and pull your hand away. "Everything's alright, just-just go." you say.

"Stop it, please look at me." slowly reaching for your chin and lifting it up to look at your eyes. The eyes that always showed so much love and adoration for him, were now teary and hurt.

Now standing in silence, he slowly brushes your tears away with his thumb. After what felt like forever he spoke, "I have no reason to justify my actions..." He stopped, and spoke again now looking into your eyes. "I should have never spoken to you like that, none the less yell at you.. Despite my boundaries, I will only melt in the embrace of you." I thought he would stop there but unexpectedly he pulls me into a tight warm embrace continuing "I love you, with all my heart."

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shall-we-imagine · 6 years

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Lovely. (Sigurd Curtis×Reader *AU*)

Requested: 15. "If my day gets any worse, I'm asking hell if they're having an exchange program." + 22. "Insanity runs in my family. It practically gallops." From the prompt list.

Genre: Fluff.

(Second Person Point of View)

"I'm telling you, Amelia! This psycho lady kept insisting I give her a cheese burger with no cheese! And when I tried to explain to her that this is basically just a burger not a cheeseburger, she went nuts!" You complain into the phone, as you struggle to open the door to your apartment without dropping your grocery at the same time.

"Like what even is this?! And when I finally gave up and told her I'll get her that cheese burger with no cheese.." you recite the customer's words in a tone of mockery, "She just still wasn't having it! She asked to speak to the manager who wasn't even there at the time! All my coworkers and even some customers had to intervene before she tries to kill me or something.."

You hear loud laughter from the other side of the phone. "I'm sorry; it's just-" your friend pauses to laugh even harder, "it's actually hilarious; I'm sorry."

"Amelia!" You whine dramatically, "Stop laughing at my sorrows!" Even though you let out a little laugh yourself, you were still willing to demand she doesn't laugh...just because.

After locking the door, you slip off your shoes, placing it near the door frame, then walk into the kitchen to put the items you bought in their correct places.

"At least it's over, though, right?"

"Well, that's not all. After waiting at the bus stop for like 15 minutes, I realized I had forgotten my purse in the changing room, so I had to go back to get my purse then walk to the bus stop again, and by now, I'd already missed the bus, of course. Therefore, I had to wait for 30 minutes for the next bus." You sigh, "And don't even get me started on that weird guy from the supermarket!"

"What happened?" Amelia giggles, still amused by your irritation.

"So, you know how I prefer buying groceries alone because it makes everything quicker and helps me focus better and not forget anything?" You begin placing items on shelves and in the fridge, not planning to stop the phone call before you're done ranting.

"Yeah?"

"Well, this random dude that I never even met before decided that my angry aura wasn't enough to keep him away, no! He decided to just walk up to me, for no reason at all, and make conversation. Now, this wouldn't be too bad if he didn't follow me throughout the entire time I was shopping. Even after I expressed my discomfort and annoyance, he just couldn't take a hint! And I was in no mood for being flirted with or being talked to at all actually." You huff.

"Woah, it's like the universe is just purposely pissing you off."

"Tell me about it! If my day gets any worse, I'm asking hell if they're having an exchange program."

Amelia laughs. "Just get some sleep; you'll be fine." She assures.

"Yeah, I'm really exhausted; I just want to pass out for a week!" You become more and more eager to drown in your own bed the closer you get to your room.

"Well, I'll let you nap for now, but don't forget the essay; we have to hand it over on Tuesday!" Knowing your habit of procrastination, Amelia never fails to remind you of the stuff you need to do. Multiple times.

"I know I know; I'll get started right after I wake up..and eat..and maybe watch an episode of-" She cuts off your already clear intentions of procrastinating.

"(Y/N)! Right after you wake up and eat! Don't make me come over there and supervise as you write!" She threatens.

You groan, "Fine; I'll do it."

After Amelia declares her temporary victory, you end the phone call and get comfortable in bed, ready to get some rest before you have to do your assignments. You set your alarm for an hour after the current time then place your phone on the nightstand.

The mattress and pillow partly engulf your body in heavenly softness, and you happily let the irritation from earlier float away.

However, life seemed to have more troubles to throw at you today.

The sound of drilling coming from the other side of the wall behind your bed startles you into full consciousness. Frowning, you wait a few minutes in hopes the drilling would stop, but, sadly, life still hated you and had no plans of having mercy on you. Trying to ignore the drilling was a hopeless case, too.

"Honestly, what the fuck is wrong with my neighbour?! It's been 25 minutes! What's up with all the noise?!" You complain to yourself, pushing your face into the pillow out of frustration.

You let out a huff. "I'll go talk to them. I'm not sacrificing my sleep for them to put up some decorations or whatever the fuck they're really doing."

Smoothing down your hair to make it look presentable, you contemplate whether you really need to change your pyjamas to go knock on your next door neighbours and ask them to keep it down. Nah.

You rub your eyes, still feeling sleepy and exhausted, as you wait for your oh-so-lovely neighbour to answer the door.

"Hello?" Greets a male about your age. Well..let's just say he certainly is really really really lovely. And suddenly, you regret not changing into something nicer than your my little pony print pyjamas.

He gave you a sweet smile as if he wasn't just chasing the sleep away from you with his drilling.

"Uh, hi." You shuffle your weight from leg to the other awkwardly. "Would you mind..um..not drilling into the wall right now? I've had a long day, and I'm trying to sleep.." You waited for a rude reaction, but the expected response never came.

Instead, the purple-haired male pokes his head back inside the apartment. "Vincent! Hey, Vincent!" He yells.

You hear a faint yeah? come from inside before the neighbour you never knew was so handsome shouts again, "I told you you're gonna bother our neighbours, but did you listen?! Nooo, you decided to try it anyway! Just stop drilling!"

"What neighbours? There's only one other apartment on our floor; don't make it sound like I'm bothering the entire buildi-" the other voice kept getting louder, indicating the person was walking closer to the door. When he finally reached the door and pulled it open, Vincent that was yelling from inside paused mid-sentence.

"Ooh, I see why you're so concerned about the noise." The redhead shoots a wink towards what you assumed was his flatmate before walking back inside, leaving good-looking neighbour flustered.

"Uh-um, never mind him. He just likes joking around; it's nothing, re-" His embarrassed rambling was cut off by a yell from inside.

"Shut up; you know you were calling her cute earlier, Sigurd!" Sigurd's panicked eyes meet yours, and you could practically feel the temperature rising in the hallway, due to the heat emitting from both your faces.

Despite how embarrassed you are, you were still absolutely flattered, which caused you to let out a small giggle, further increasing Sigurd's blushing.

"He's only joking; don't take him seriously. He just likes to embarass me." Sigurd tries to indirectly deny his flatmate's comment. You would be disappointed if it weren't so amusing and adorable watching him sheepishly sputter out excuses and defences.

"Are you saying you don't think she's cute then?" A blond pokes his head outside. You could tell he wasn't wearing a shirt, but he didn't seem to mind being seen like that.

Sigurd falls into another spiral of panicked, embarrassed babbling. "No!" He quickly turns to look at you, "I don't mean you're not cute! You're certainly cute- I mean if I were asked, I'd say you're cute- Like I wasn't just thinking about you being cute; not that I wouldn't think you're cute- oh my god, I'm sorry; just forget about this! Klaus, just go put a shirt on and leave me alone!"

By now, you were full on laughing hysterically at the interaction between Sigurd and his other flatmate.

"It's only fair, compared to how much you tease me." The shirtless male shrugs, walking back inside.

Sigurd sighs. "I'm sorry about Klaus and Vincent; they're practically family, so we tease each other all the time." He scratches the back of his head.

"It's okay." You smile. It was as if you'd completely forgotten you came here, ready to fight whoever disturbed your sleep. "Must be really fun living together like that, though."

"Yeah, I suppose." He nods. "Things sometimes get insane, but we're used to it by now. Insanity runs in my family. it practically gallops." He chuckles.

You let out a laugh, "Yeah, I totally know what you mean."

Seeming to have forgotten about being sleepy just a while ago, you allow yourself to have a full conversation with Sigurd. It may have lasted for a full hour, and you wouldn't even know.

"My goodness, just ask her out already!" Vincent yells from inside.

"Shut up!" Sigurd yells back.

"You really have no idea how to get the ladies, huh?" Klaus joins the yelling fest.

"Says the guy that thinks insulting the girl is a good way to encourage and motivate her!" It seemed like Sigurd had gotten comfortable around you, so he was no longer affected by their teasing; he was ready to talk back now. It somehow made you feel warm inside.

"I'm just being honest!" Klaus defends.

"You're just being mean!" Vincent argues.

"I'm not mean!" Before long, Vincent and Klaus had gotten in an argument in the backgroud, allowing you and Sigurd to retrieve your one-on-one conversation.

"Well, um, do you wanna go grab some coffee later?" Sigurd smiles. "You know..to prove them wrong?" He fakes an innocent smile.

"Yeah, I'm sure that's why." You giggle. "But, sure, why not?"

After deciding the time and day, you said your goodbyes, and you went back to your apartment.

At least now when Amelia calls again you can distract her with news about your date, so she doesn't have to scold you for not working on the essay until now.

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