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Hi! Can I request for an Oikawa x reader where the reader is somewhat a tsundere and Oikawa is totally in love with the reader but the reader doesn't really believe him bec of his playboy ways (??) And the reader lowkey likes Oikawa too hehe please give it a very cute and fluffy ending 🙏🥺 I know its too much but id be really happy if you can make it. But you can also totally this too tho 😊 Tysm 😁😁

From the Start, It Was You -Oikawa Tooru-

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“Not a good day to forget your umbrella, hm?”

Oikawa Tooru jumps at the sound of the sudden voice behind him as you blink in surprise, wondering just why the popular boy was on his toes as you look into the cascading rain, pulling a single earbud out of your ear. It was strange seeing people leave school the same time you did, especially when everyone was mostly at their club activities, the art club deciding to release a little earlier today.

“Yeah. Really not a good day.” Oikawa sighs in response, wondering why you looked so familiar before realizing you were in his grade, assigned to the class next to his. “You’re still here...Y/N, is it?”

“The famous setter actually knows my name.” You crack a grin, leaning against one of the school pillars as Oikawa notices the paint on the sleeve of your uniform, noticing the slight carelessness in how you dressed your attire, contrasting greatly with the pristine look of the other girls’ as your entire aura held a certain maturity to it that Oikawa hadn’t sensed before.

“I tend to remember all the pretty girl’s names.”

“Is this the part where I’m supposed to be flattered?”

“Well do you know this famous setter’s name?” Oikawa flirts, moving to stand next to you as you scoff a little, pulling out the second earbud as your eyes don’t tear away from the falling water.

“Oikawa Tooru. I know your friend Matsukawa, he...is very detailed when telling me about you.”

“He probably doesn’t say very good things about me, does he?” Oikawa sweatdrops, feeling his stomach drop before wondering why he cared so much about what you, a stranger, thought about him.

“Nah, I don’t believe that. You seem like a nice enough guy, it’s not good to believe what other people say about you unless you know the person directly.”

“Those words sound even better when they’re coming from a girl as pretty as you.” Oikawa says, surprised at how easily the words slipped off his tongue. He had genuinely meant it, feeling a little proud at your melodic laugh that rang in his ears as he found himself wanting to talk to you longer.

Oikawa swallows, noting that your smile was absurdly pretty. The mature and developed mindset that you held up was different. Different from-

“Oikawa-Kuuuuuuun! Thanks for waiting!”

Oikawa flinches, suddenly wishing he hadn’t made any plans.

You quirk a brow at the girl running out of the school, amused when a second girl follows. And then a third.

Oikawa’s eyes snap towards you to see you already pushing off the pillar and adjusting your bag strap, offering him a side smile along with your plastic umbrella. You realized why he had been so jumpy earlier, he didn’t have an umbrella to walk these three girls home and was dreading their arrival.

“It seems like you might need this more than me.”

“Y/N, wait-”

“I’m fine! I promise, just...I didn’t expect what Matsukawa said to be true.” You shrug nonchalantly, internally beating yourself up for thinking the attention he had been giving you was genuine. “I’ll see you around school.”

Oikawa’s calls fall short as you run into the rain, not looking back as Oikawa feels the familiar sling of all the girl’s clinging onto him, gushing about how much of a gentleman he was for waiting.

But he could barely hear them, watching your figure fade into gray distance as he really really wished he hadn’t made any plans today so he could talk with you until the rain shower lifted.

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“Matsunnnn, just give me her number!”

“Oi, Iwa. I know punching him is your thing, but mind if I have a go?”

“Be my guest.”

Oikawa sighs, staring at his unwrapped milk bread as Hanamaki arches a brow, shoveling rice into his mouth as Iwa and Matsukawa exchange glances. Matsukawa finishes off his onigiri before shrugging.

“Y/N’s cool. I don’t need you playing her for a few weeks until she gets heartbroken like all the others. You know I can’t get a date because I’m your friend?”

Oikawa didn’t know why that rainy day had such an immense effect on him, and found himself wanting to know more about you, finding the time in his day to casually stroll past the art room to catch a glance of you intensely focused on your canvas, fingers stained with color.

“Dude. That’s called stalking.”

“Correction, Makki, the art room is a public place.”

“...Are you dumb? That’s still stalking.”

The brunette had stopped listening, noticing your figure in the distance walking alongside one of your friends, laughing along with her. Making a split decision, Oikawa brings himself to his feet, shuffling around in his bag before jogging up to you, managing to dodge Iwa’s swipe at his collar.

“Y/N-chaaan!”

You pause, eyes widening before telling your friend to go ahead without you, walking to meet the popular setter you met in the rain halfway.

“What do you need, Oikawa-san?”

Oikawa stills. Why were you so formal all of a sudden?

“Your umbrella! I still have it, and I wanted to-”

“Thanks.” You slip the plastic umbrella from his grasp before turning on your heel, frowning when Oikawa grabs your hand to stop your hasty retreat before he can stop himself.

“I was wondering if you wanted to-?”

“I’m not interested in being strung along.” You don’t turn back around, simply pulling your hand from his before glancing back at the handsome setter. “Girls aren’t a thing you can mess around with for a little before dumping.”

“I...I thought you didn’t believe what other-”

“Okay, so is it true?” You face Oikawa fully, tone challenging as you cross your arms. “Tell me it isn’t, and I’ll believe you.”

Oikawa discovers his throat is suddenly dry. Could he tell you that it was false?

You chuckle a tad humorlessly, pulling at your paint-stained sleeve. “I have to go, there must be others you can play with, right?”

Oikawa couldn’t understand the hurt in your tone, nor could he understand the sinking in his chest as he watched you walk off, the sight looking oddly familiar as he remembers the two strangers who stood laughing in the rain before one watched the other walk into the distance.

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“He’s really not a bad guy, you know?”

“Matsukawa, you can’t jump from calling him a douchey heartbreaker to not a bad guy.”

“I have my moods, okay?”

You laugh a little, doodling in the corner of your paper as you hum. “I’m not interested in being friends with someone like him.”

“...so like not even as more than friends?”

You shoot Matsukawa a pointed look as your friend simply smirks back, knowing fully well Oikawa intended to make you his next target. For the past three weeks, Oikawa had made an effort to drop by your club activities with juices for everyone, making the girls in your club swoon and Oikawa’s advances to go unanswered. He even waited for you after school, but you never knew if he was waiting for you or someone else, considering he was never able to call out to you as you brushed by him.

“I’m not interested.” You repeat, Matsukawa pouting in his friend’s defense. “Okay?”

Before the volleyball player can retort, you quirk a brow at the girl approaching your desk, slipping a note on the polished wood as she giggles.

“Oikawa-kun told me to give this to you, Y/N-chan!”

You narrow your eyes suspiciously. You didn’t know this girl, so what was with the use of the honorific? Your eyes scan the note before scoffing a little, pocketing it as the girl skips off. Matsukawa’s intruding stare makes you shrug, waving it off as you bite your lip, heart beating unintentionally fast at the words written on the paper.

Come to the gym after school, we need to talk.

So when you rush out of your classroom as soon as the bell rings, not realizing the paper had slipped out of your pocket, Matsukawa picks it up in the midst of calling your name before his eyes narrow.

Oikawa’s handwriting had never looked this neat before.

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“He’s in here!”

You had a bad feeling. Why was this girl, obviously one of the heads of his fanclub, excited to lead you to Oikawa? There was no way...

but what if he was?

You stare at the cracked doors, hearing the girl run off in a fit of giggles as you push the handle, beginning to push the door open when a pair of footsteps come rushing behind you.

“DON’T-!”

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

The bucket of muddy water balanced atop the door frame tipped over as you looked up, realization dawning onto you as you wonder just how you fell for such a childish trick. Your eyes shut tight, hands coming up to shield your head from the metal bucket more than the horrid liquid before the sound of footsteps comes closer.

Oikawa put all the strength he had into his legs to lunge towards you, pulling your defensive figure into his chest tightly as the brunette ducks his head over yours, wincing when the bucket hits his back with a sharp clang. You whimper, wondering why you only felt droplets before you begin to take in the situation, feeling arms wrapped tightly around your figure.

“O-Oikawa-Kun! Are you alright?!”

“What are you doing here?”

“What if we hurt his face?!”

The brunette looks up at the scatter of girls that emerged from the shadows, cameras and phones ready to record falling loosely at their sides as his expression darkens from the usual sweet, welcoming look he usually dawned.

“You could have seriously hurt Y/N! What the hell is wrong with all of you?!”

You close your eyes as your heart beat begins to calm down from the chain of events, hearing whimpers and cries as the girls begin to accuse you of stealing all of their oh-so-loved one’s attention away as Oikawa audibly scoffs in disbelief.

“I...I don’t even know what to say right now. Don’t call me or talk to me anymore, I’m cutting ties with all of you.”

You’re still shaking in disbelief as Oikawa tugs you by the wrist out into the hall, continuing to tug you until you begin to take into account what just happened before blinking out of your daze to see the back of his school uniform drenched along with his hair.

“Shit! U-Um, we have some first aid in the art room, and everyone’s gone home-” You begin to ramble, pulling Oikawa towards the art room nearby as he takes on an unreadable expression, allowing you to guide him before you sit him in one of the seats by the window, rushing to the supply closet afterwards.

Oikawa watches as you hastily try to towel off his hair the best you can, worry evident in your eyes as he remains silent, soaking in just how pretty you were in the light of the now setting sun.

“Do you mind if you take off your shirt s-so I can see where you got hit?”

You remain uneasy as Oikawa stays silent as he begins to unbutton his school uniform, looking away as he does so before your faced with his bare back. Your hand traces gently over the growing bruise as you frown.

“I’m gonna go get ice-!”

An arm lashes out to grab yours before you can do so, stopping you in your tracks.

“I’ll ice it later, this is nothing.” Oikawa’s voice is comforting as he pats the stool in front of him. “Let’s talk.”

You relax a little, picking up the towel again to continue drying his hair as you wonder how you ended up toweling off the hottest boy in school as he sits in front of you, shirtless. You take a seat, refusing to meet his eyes from that close a proximity.

“About?” You squeak uncharacteristically as Oikawa smiles a little before catching the wrist that was toweling off his hair, laying his forehead down on your shoulder as you yelp.

“I’m so glad I made it on time.”

“You’re making it sound like I got shot.” You joke, attempting to push him off before Oikawa lifts his head, brown eyes dead serious as you find yourself, for once, at a loss for words.

“What happened to you is my fault.” He sighs, playing with your fingers in his own as you feel the wall you built up against him begin to crumble. You feel heat where his fingers trace your cheek gently, almost as if you were the most fragile thing on earth, ready to break or run away at any moment.

“Yeah. It is.” You laugh breathily, beginning to get up again. “I’m gonna go find that ice-”

“Y/N.”

You bite your lip as Oikawa stands, pulling your back into his bare chest.

“What will it take for you to believe me?”

“B-Believe what?”

“Don’t play dumb Y/N, not when you’re so smart.” Oikawa’s breaths tickle your ear as your heart beats loudly against your ribcage, feeling his own heart beat against your back.

“You’re the one that I want. I’ve never wanted someone so badly before...I don’t even think I’ve ever loved someone before...”

You tremble, anticipating what he was gonna say next.

“But then you came into the picture, and I haven’t been able to look away since.”

You relax, feeling as if a huge weight was lifted off your chest before turning, pulling Oikawa down into a fierce kiss which he readily responded to hungrily as all doubt in your mind seems to dissapear with your shared actions.

“You drive me absolutely crazy, Y/N L/N.” Oikawa smiles as you catch your breath after pulling away, hands tightening around your waist. “So do me a favor?”

“Are you really in a position to be asking me for favors?” You quirk a brow as Oikawa grins at your sassy reply, feeling as if all the work to win you was worth it.

“Just one.” Oikawa cups the side of your face, brown eyes examining yours as if he was reading into the depths of them.

“Don’t fade into the distance anymore away from me, okay?”

“Tired of the chase?” You tease before Oikawa closes the distance between the two of you a second time, rolling his eyes at your sarcasm with a smile.

“Very. Allow me to lock you down as mine, Y/N.”

“Gotta catch me first, don’t get so cheeky.”

And so, the two lovers that had turned from strangers laughed in the middle of the empty classroom as the sun continued to set, an unbuttoned shirt laying side by side with a damp towel as Oikawa Tooru finds his chest filled with an emotion that he had once been blindly searching for, not realizing that the girl who held the key to that emotion-

had been assigned to the class just next to his, paint stained on her sleeves and uniform tucked out of her skirt.

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josumbox · 2 years

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hq! tumblrs have the prettiest themes.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!

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josumbox · 2 years

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zzzz more sero brainrot enjoy this while it lasts

also sero in a bun yessir

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josumbox · 2 years

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tsukiyama matching layouts !! 💭🌱🍓

🖇 🍞 ᪤ like / reblog if you save !!

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josumbox · 2 years

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HEY HEY YOU!!! NEE!!!! oikawa. making out. slow.

onb. h god i’m gonna go STUPPID

kissing, petting, tw: happy couple that’s super in love ☹️

you’ve been like this for the better part of the hour: tooru’s hands lovingly caressing the softness of your hips, petting your body as the two of you kiss. one of your hands is placed on the soft cashmere of his sweater while the other finds home in the chestnut locks of his hair.

the way tooru kisses you is dizzying; the way his tongue languidly intertwines with yours, the sweet, chaste pecks he places every now and then on your kiss swollen lips, the trail of spit connecting the two of you every time you part, and the lazy way his lips move on yours.

his hands slip under you shirt, unhurriedly feeling the warm skin of your tummy before making their way up to cup your breasts. you whimper into his mouth at the contact and he simply hums back in response. you feel him smile against your lips which inadvertently makes you smile back.

tooru pulls away momentarily only to place a gentle kiss at the corner of your lips. you hum as he places kisses on your cheek before making his way down to your jaw. “tooru,” you sigh, no intention behind it but simply just to say his name. tooru makes his way down to your neck, licking and suckling tenderly at your skin as his hands knead the soft flesh of your breasts.

“hm?” he questions, voice smooth like silk and hypnotizing. he pulls away from your neck and moves so that his face is in front of yours. you cant help the lovesick smile that forms on your face when you see his disheveled hair— messy from your hands—, the rosy flush high in his cheeks, the sheen of spit covering his pink, swollen lips, and the pretty hazels of his eyes that you find yourself still getting lost in.

“nothing,” you breathe, hand cupping his jaw, “you’re pretty.”

tooru mirrors the dopey grin on your face, leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on your lips. “you’re prettier.”

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josumbox · 2 years

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i'm my haikyuu world matsukawa is the equivalent to pete davidson

#issei matsukawa #matsukawa hcs #haikyuu

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josumbox · 2 years

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fanfic writers be like "*character* loves ur passion" like babe i'm depressed. i'm not passionate about NOTHING

#mha x reader #haikyuu x reader #fanfic #fanfic writing #writters on tumblr

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josumbox · 2 years

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Hi! I was wondering if I could get a haikyuu matchup please?

- I go by she/her pronouns and I want to be matched with a male character from Haikyuu!! please.

- My birthday is January 6th, 2004 and I’m a Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, and Libra Rising (my Mercury is in Sagittarius, my Venus is in Aquarius, and my Mars is in Aries if you wanted to know the rest).

- I’m 5’2, I have brownish-red hair and blue eyes.

- I spend a lot of time doing school work because I’m really driven by it and I’ve had good grades a majority of high school. When I’m not doing schoolwork I enjoy listening to music or going on a walk! I really like going on sunrise/sunset walks bc they’re always really pretty! I try to do community service in my free time. I'm currently a summer camp counselor but I hope to be a lab tech one day :)

- If I were to go on a date with a partner I don't really mind what we do, but I like book dates, movie dates, and especially museum dates!! In a partner I'm looking for someone who shares the same interests as me, is kind, has a good sense of humor, and most importantly can understand and work through my emotions with me. I get really bad mood changes so if he can work with me through that I really value it. My love languages are acts of service and quality time.

- I think that one of my fatal flaws is that although I appear kind and respectful when I’m out in public, I got kind of bad anxiety and high stress which is why I snap at people some times. I also get really defensive so I hate that as well.

-To finish off I’m an ISFP and Enneagram Type 9v1.

- I hope you have a great day! Ty if you do this! Also I love your blog colors 💗

Every once in a while, a lovely fellow drops by to pose me a few questions about love. This time, it was @olivia-is-confused!

↬ Berry's note: thank you so much for the compliment, it's so sweet :D!! and woowoo final matchup, we're close to opening the requests again >:). i hope you enjoyed your result!!

If your other half was to exist, it would definitely take the form of a certain Matsukawa Issei. And what if he actually was...

- SOFT COUPLE 🗣🗣🗣

- Honestly I'm jealous because you two sound so cute together aww <3

- Matsukawa is a really flexible guy and he's always down for anything. You can ask him to skydive over a volcano and he'll be like "Aight bet :P", so whatever YOU like, he'll start to like as well amd enjoy

- You two make the perfect "he's chill and i get stressed easily" duo, but we're going to elaborate on that later („• ᴗ •„)

- The way you two meet would be so adorable ahakajsj sorry i just love this match so much 💔

- You're a student at Aoba Johsai, not particularly invested in any club, BUT you were somewhat known for being one of the school's most hardworking and most successful students. You almost never failed to reach a high grade, and your classmates and other students praised you for it a lot

- This took place before the start of the monthly tests, which majorly affected your overall grade, so you chose to spend more time at the school's library where you could study (and have a good excuse to stay for long hours)

- However, you somewhat overworked yourself, spending an extra 2 hours each time after school ended to make sure you perfectly memorized all your lessons

- And unfortunately, the stress caught up to you. One day, you felt an incoming headache start so you thought that laying your head for a few minutes wouldn't hurt. But you were so fatigued that you completely fell asleep

- At this same time, a certain curly haired boy was walking through the hallway after the end of his club activities. Matsukawa hummed a tune he heard on his grand parent's radio a few days ago while naming random objects in his view for fun

- He stopped in his tracks though, to notice how the library's door was not fully closed. He almost ignored that, but he opted to check if anyone's still inside.

- He expected an open window, or the librarian sitting under a lamp to verify books or anything really. What he didn't expect was to see a girl taking a nap.

- He stood over you like 🗿 "So there's a random chick sleeping in the library. Great." ans he didn't know what to do 💔

- His dumbass was ready to leave but then he convinced himself that's illegal (is it?), so he began to poke your shoulder to wake you up

- You peacefully woke to realize you weren't home nor in your room. You panicked when you realized what happened but when you saw him standing in front of you with a mildly amused expression, you slightly calmed down and began to pack your material

- "How was your nap, sleeping beauty?" "Well, taking a nap on school grounds after the end of classes was not a part of my agenda but, y'know, life experiences." "At least you can tell your grandkids that you were saved by a handsome young lad."

- You laughed at that last part, throwing your bag over your shoulder and sticking out your hand for him to shake. "Thanks for waking me up. I'm _____ _____, from class __. What's your name?"

- He gave you a smile, doing the same before you two set off to exit the school.

- You two crossed each other several times after that, during break time or during the morning assembly. You developed a fun friendship based solely around that first encounter, which is something that you'll never hear the end of from him

- You two grew really close, becoming "besties" as he liked to say. But the thing was, Matsukawa saw you as more than a friend. He couldn't exactly pinpoint it. You were a kind person, that was sure, but you were also really smart, funny, and very beautiful. He doesn't mention that all because he's kind of shy ngl (pussy ass bitch 🙄)

- And, he was simply taking a chance when he asked you out, believing you would reject him. Yet, he was more than shocked when you accepted, an uncharacteristically cheerful grin spreading across his face

- That's the part on how you two got together, very cute and lovely <3. Now, let's talk about your relationship

- He's such a fucking simp for you!!! I can confirm, I wrote Haikyuu!1!1!!

- He's so infatuated by your kind and hardworking personality, and he thinks you're a fucking angel. He tries to spend as much time as possible together because around you, he feels like he's on cloud 9

- He likes to call you sleeping beauty, because 1) the library incident and 2) he admitted that you looked really cute while taking that nap (i feel like point 1 and point 2 are the same thing🗿)

- Is a whore for movies just like you. Scratch that, he's a cinematic industry GOD. He'll give you movie recommendations that NEVER fail to disappoint if you ask him. He actually took you to the cinema on your first date (and your first kiss was in a cinema too <3)

- He always accompanies you on your walks to make sure you're safe and to spend some serenity with you. He shares his earphones with you and holds your hand tightly (aww <3)

- I feel like his love languages are quality time and words of affirmation (plus a hint of physical touch), so he expresses his love for you in those ways

- Regarding your stress and anxiety, he's the perfect guy. He'll always going to be there to reassure you and calm you down if you're ever having a bad time, be it in public or private. If you need it, he'll have you step aside so you don't get overwhelmed

- He won't get mad if you ever snap at him, he's very understanding and chooses to sit through it with you. If you're ever having a bad time with your emotions, he'll listen to what you want. If you need some alone time, he'll give you space before quietly coming back to check on you. If you need emotional support, you bet your ass he's going to comfort you. He values your happiness a lot <33

- I feel like he's a comic book reader, he probably reads stuff like Peanuts, Calvin and Hobbes, Archie etc, so you two get to spend time together while reading. He likes it when you lend him your books, especially if you scribble annotations. He says it "adds a special flavour" :D

- He LOVES study dates with you. Whether you're a 1st year, a 2nd year or a third year as well, he's studying with you because he thinks you look so adorable while focused on your work (he thinks you're pretty all time tbh shsihsjs fucking simp 🙄🙄)

- AAAAAND because he sometimes needs help and you're the perfect person for that. He sees you as some fucking Einstein...

- To conclude, Matsukawa Issei cherishes you a lot because and he'd eat his own kidneys before hurting you in any way <33

Runner ups!

- Sugawara Koushi (almost started writing for him lolol)

- Morisuke Yaku

- Tendou Satori

↬ Berry's after-writing note: WOOWOOO LAST MATCHUP, DONE. I loved this one so much in particular, idk why tho. but thank you so so much for requesting, i really hope you liked who you got mwah mwah <333

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ʟᴏꜱɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ | ᴍᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋᴀᴡᴀ ɪꜱꜱᴇɪ

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☾ Song: Losin Control by Russ

—tw/cw: hurt/comfort, angst, cheating, alcohol use

—wc: 2,313

☼ a/n: {aged up} {originally on my quotev and wattpad, revised slightly} For those of you reading this first, there is a first part to this story if you wanted to check it out. Black Ink Revenge | Kuroo Tetsurou. It'll give you a better background to the whole story. This can still be read on its own, but if you wanted more, then yeah! {Part 1}

Masterlists: Main Masterlist || SFW Masterlist

A rough few months went by, the apartment you were in was slowly turning into a place you could see as your own. Being cheated on isn't fun, wasn't fun... But there isn't a single trace of him in here anymore, all the pain locked away by the memories being non visible. Although... that didn't help during the night, your dreams come back to haunt you, the scarring on your heart still having a bit of the reins on your feelings.

But lately... there's been this guy. Someone who has been slowly helping you heal but the caution tape around your heart was wrapped god knows how many times. But you were losing control of your heart and it scared you half to death.

She's fallin' in love now, losin' control now Fightin' the truth, tryin' to hide But I think it's alright, girl Yeah, I think it's alright, girl

You'd met him at a bar. Matsukawa Issei. He was tall, dark and handsome. Exactly how Kuroo was which naturally brought thoughts back to him... and your heart swelled, the only difference was you could visibly see both of his eyes... But you talked with him. Light conversation which showed to you that he was very easy going, quiet and didn't seem to force flirtation.

"What brings you here tonight? All alone?" You watched him talk, loosening his tie a bit before he poked the ice cube in his short whiskey glass.

You looked down at your glass. You were sat 2 seats away from him, a nice distance you were fine with keeping, for now. "I come here every so often. Just need some time to sit and think... have a drink." You tilted your glass to the side, showing off the liquid that swished in your glass.

He nodded his head. "I get that. So, we're in the same boat then." He chuckled dryly. "My girlfriend... left me a few months ago. No rhyme or reason. Just one day... her stuff was gone."

Your face fell as you looked at the man beside you, his thick eyebrows furrowed as he shook his head. "We're a lot a like, huh..." You moved your gaze back to your drink, moving around the toothpick, listening to the ice clank against the side of the glass.

"The guy must have been stupid." He shook his head again and took a small sip of what you believed to be whiskey or bourbon.

This time you laughed through your nose. "He was more than stupid but... I was the one who kicked him out." You rested your head in your hand that you ended up propping on the bar counter. He didn't say anything, turning his body which was basically telling you he was all ears. "I found him cheating on me." Your monotone voice spoke out, your eyes tunneling in to your drink. "I'd had my suspicions before that though..." You then got quieter. "Then I told him to leave while he was at work... I wrote a note and left for a week." You choked out the last part. "S-sorry." You shook your head, shaking off a tear that managed to escape your eyes but then you stopped and furrowed your brows. "W-why am I telling you all this?" You astonishingly laughed out through your nose again.

He shrugged, leaning back into the high chair. "Sometimes... it's easier to talk with someone who's been through the same, even if they are a stranger."

You nodded your head slowly. "I wonder... if it would be better not to know what went wrong... Just to have had him up and leave."

"No." He answered quickly. " I don't think it would be... It's more closure knowing."

You began to chuckle, earning his attention and furrowed brows. "God, it feels like we're in a support group meeting."

This earned a laugh from the tall male, a genuine one you had yet to hear. "It does feel like that, doesn't it?"

"So... tell me about yourself?" To your surprise, it was you that had moved. You got up out of one of the chairs and into the one that was next to him. You brought over your drink, propped your elbow up and tilted your head, giving him all of your attention.

He gave you a gentle smile then began talking about himself, his relationship, high school, his current job. Once he was done, you in turn had spoke about your life, tears spilling ever so often and one of your tears had been wiped away by his finger.

The night was coming to an end, and you could feel that. It was getting late, you had finished your drink and just the two of you were left in the bar, plus the barkeep.

Matsukawa spoke up. "I don't feel comfortable asking for your number, but please allow me to walk you home. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I found out something had happened to you."

"I... uh, um, okay." You blinked a few times before nodding, picking up your purse and waiting for him to finish the last sip of his drink. "You know, it seems... stranger to ask to walk someone home. A number is easier to change than an address." You chuckled lightly.

He scratched the back of his neck, realizing how it wasn't much different. "Oh, uh-"

"It's alright though." You began to lead the man out the door with a small smile. "You can still walk me home."

The walk home was easy going just like the conversation that flowed between you both at the bar. Much to your despair though, you lived close to the bar so before you knew it, you both were in front of your apartment building.

"You... still could ask for my number." You softly spoke as you held the top of the gate leading into your apartment complex.

"Would it be alright though? I'd feel as if I was taking advantage of a woman who still isn't over a relationship." He tilted his head, his voice filled with sincerity.

You paused for a moment, thinking over his words, the evening and your feelings, your eyes looking back and forth into his. "It's alright." You were confident in your response and he could tell so he took his phone out and handed it over to him. You both said good night and parted, leaving your caution tape slowly unraveling.

She's falling but she doesn't think he'll catch her 'Cause her last relationship was a disaster Accusations everyday she didn't know why All her calls would be ignored he's on his own time Shoulda ended it before it started All she ever got was broken hearted He was cheating on her tryna' flip it Back on her like a victim

That night your dreams were rough again, your heartbreak hitting you full force. But why? They weren't this bad before, was it because of Matsukawa? Was your conscious throwing guilt in your face for kicking Kuroo out while Matsukawa had got walked out on? You shook your head, you were the victim, not him and you had to completely believe that.

Now she all alone and starting over Now she got baggage on her shoulder But the new guy really loves her She loves him, but she doesn't trust herself anymore

It's been a few months. You both talked close to everyday, even started going out on dates a few weeks ago and you felt really happy but you couldn't help but still feel that dragging down feeling in your heart. It's been a few months but you felt yourself falling for him with every bit of yourself and you were terrified. How could you fully know that he's not going to do to you what Kuroo did?

How do you know that the girl didn't up and leave because he was the one cheating on her? These thoughts started bombarding your mind. Taking a deep breath, your eyes made their way to the man walking though the door and your spirits surprising lifted.

Despite her past, she can't help the attraction

"You alright?" Matsukawa furrowed his eyebrows and looked at you, eyes filled with concern.

"Hmm?" You questioned back, not even noticing the tears that had streaked your cheeks. "O-oh..." You blinked a few times and shook your head. "I'm fine."

"Come on." He held out his hand. "Let's go somewhere quieter. It's too loud in here." He gave you a soft smile and you didn't hesitate at all to put your hand in his, allowing him to lead you.

You walked into a bookstore, one with a cozy corner that he brought you over to. "Please, have a seat."

You nodded and sat yourself on the bundle of pillows that surrounded themselves around a short table, one meant for a laptop or a book.

"Tell me what's wrong." His hand found yours and he caressed the top of it.

"Did you cheat on your ex?" The words came out of your mouth so quick you didn't have time to filter them, to make them sound less accusatory.

His eyes soften, the worry he had prior leaving them. "No, no I didn't. I couldn't ever think of cheating on anyone." His spare hand found your cheek.

"A-are you sure?" The tears you held in from your thoughts began to threaten to spill.

"Positive." His warm lips found yours in an instant, turning you into putty with his touch. He backed away moments later. "I've... fallen in love with you, Y/N." He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. "I know... I know there are men out there who can tear apart your heart and leave it out on the dirty street. But there are also men... who want to do everything to make you happy."

You blinked up at him, your heart swelling as your nose twitched slightly. "I... I've fallen too..."

He tells her that he's nothing like the last one He redefines in every way what love is She fell for him and hasn't gotten up since

Every now and then, she goes off, though Beating on his chest like a bongo He understands she's coming from a hurt place Answers all the questions on her survey Doesn't get jealous, doesn't break trust Doesn't call a hoe after hang-ups Gives her everything she ever wanted And even though she still feels haunted

He stayed at your house quite a bit, close to 5 days a week and it was good but you still had nagging feelings that tugged at your heart. His phone would buzz, he'd check it, laugh or smile then respond, placing it back down only for it to go off again. Who would respond so fast? As fast as a girl would?

You excused yourself from the room and went into the bedroom, the tears not doing anything but fully escaping your eyes. It took him no more than 10 seconds to hear your sobs and barge into the bathroom.

"N-no. G-get ou-t!" You yelled at him in between your sobs.

"Not happening. Tell me what's wrong."

"No!" You cried out and when he started getting closer to you, grabbing your waist, you started hitting his chest with your fists. "Go back t-to texting th-that g-girl!" You tried pushing him off you but he completely collapsed your arms against his chest and hugged you close.

He brought you down to the ground with him, his arms still securely around you. "There's no girl I have to go back to text. It's kind of pointless to text you when you're right here." He kissed the top of your head, the sobs slowing their pace. "It was just Makki, he and I are sending memes back and forth. You wanna see some? They're quite funny."

You sniffled and backed away from him, looking up into his small dark eyes. "O... okay." You nodded and he got up first, helping you with him so you both could sit on your couch looking through memes for the rest of the night.

You surprised yourself, you didn't realize you could get PTSD from this... But it explains exactly why tiny little things have set you off. Placing accusations on Matsukawa when he doesn't deserve them. You placed your head down on the kitchen counter sighing in between your arms.

Suddenly, you felt arms snake around your waist, stiffening your body. You turned your head and your eyes landed on messy black hair. "I-Issei..."

"I'm sorry."

Your heart fell and your eyes widened. "What the hell are you sorry for? You have no reason to be sorry. It's me who needs to be sorry. You've been doing everything, making me feel... wanted... good enough..." Your eyes began to brim with tears. "I'm not the only one who had a tough relationship, and I'm taking out my hardships on you... a-and..."

He breathed out through his nose as his hand made its' way up to your cheek. "I'm just so sorry that you had to go through something like you did. You're a gorgeous woman. You're smart and funny, sincere and gentle. It pains me knowing that you're living with demons in your heart that won't allow you to be happy. And as for myself... I can't say I don't think about it every so often, but then I see you, think of you and just think... it's bad, but I'm glad what happened to us did. Otherwise... I wouldn't be as happy as I am now."

Your mouth dropped slightly, words refusing to form and your heart surging. "I..."

"I promise you though, as much as I can, I will fend off those demons. I will make sure that you can smile carefree, so you can trust me." By now, his other hand had attached itself gently on your other cheek, both thumbs caressing your cheekbones.

Your shoulders fell as you melted into the warm, comforting touch of his hand. You looked up at him, pain, freedom and overwhelming happiness filling your eyes.

"I won't hurt you. I never could." He pulled your cheeks and you went on your toes as he bent down to you, taking your lips in with his, gently, ever so gently enveloping you in his hold and securing you to the best of his ability. Your fingers furled themselves around the fabric of his shirt as he tightened his hold, deepening his kiss as he showed you how much love he held for you.

She's falling in love now, losing control now

I think it's alright girl

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