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“Who on the team would you not let date your daughter?”
“My daughter would be able to make her own decis-”Ushijima starts.
“Miya Atsumu, Iwaizumi, Suna-” Sakusa interrupts, extending a finger for each name he lists.
“Me?!” Atsumu splutters.
“Understandable,” Suna nods.
“Iwaizumi though?” Shouyo laughs.
“-Koutarō, Yaku, Shouyo, the one with the hair that works at the JVA. None of them are getting anywhere near my daughter.”
“Me?! I’d be a great boyfriend!” Bokuto argues.
“You didn’t say Aran though…” Iwaizumi points out.
There’s a moment of silence when the entire team turns to Aran whose lips are “I trust Aran, and maybe to an extent Ushijima,” Sakusa explains.pursed in his attempt not to laugh at their playful glares.
“I appreciate it Sakusa,” Aran chuckles.
The interviewer, clears his throat when they turn back to him.
“And how many of you actually want a daughter?”
“Me for sure,” Atsumu scoffs. “Can ya imagine me but as a girl?”
“No,” Sakusa deadpans. “I think we’ve been traumatized enough by your existence.”
“Rude, Omi!”
“Is it?” Sakusa slaps Atsumu on the back hard enough to jostle his entire form.
“Me,” Suna points to himself. “I like the idea of having a tiny version of me around. I don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl but, I’d like a little girl at some point.”
“Same,” Aran nods.
The majority of the team agrees that they’d all love to have a daughter around at some point.
“What if your kids don’t like volleyball?”
“Thank God,” Suna snorts.
Ushijima barks a surprised laugh at his response that has the entire team cracking up.
“I think I can speak on behalf of us all when I say that won’t be an issue,” Aran shrugs. “You like what you like and we’re prepared to deal with anything.”
“Ballet recitals,” Shouyo suggests.
“Soccer games,” Bokuto shrugs.
“Art shows,” Iwaizumi nods.
“Anything to be honest,” Yaku finishes. “Volleyball is not the only passion in the world.”
The interviewer nods sagely. “That’s true. Before we close because you’ve answered quite a few questions tonight I just want to say thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to join me and to indulge us. Understandably, all of you couldn’t be present so to the others watching from wherever they are we do acknowledge you.”
“You’re absolutely welcome,” Atsumu bows. “Thank you for having us.”
“You know per usual, our final question of the night is a fan question,” the interviewer reaches for a small basket sitting at his feet and shakes it a few times. “And one of you gets to pick the question from in here.”
He hands the basket to Ushijima who pulls a slip of paper free and gingerly opens it.
“Do I have to say their twitter handle?” he looks positively mortified when the interviewer nods.
“@/theofficialsakusakiyoomiscumdumpster asks do you guys think they wash their rice?”
There’s an awkward beat of silence where the camera man zooms in on Sakusa’s raised eyebrows and reddening cheeks. He pans to Atsumu next to him who is barely able to conceal his laughter and then Suna who’s pulled out his phone and begun to take a snap.
Ushijima lets out an amused breath as he passes the slip of paper back to the man. “I do wash my rice.”
“Until the water is clear,” Shouyo points at the camera when he answers.
“How about you Sakusa?” Yaku nudges the taller man teasingly. “Do you wash your rice?”
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Get in loser, we’re going to support Tsukki at the Sendai Frogs game today
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educated feminist bokuto proving all of us wrong
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college bokuto 🦉 (my boy is a college graduate i will never get over this)
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breakdancing cat meme but it’s itadori
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I like to imagine they just pulled up and in .5 seconds gojo already unbuckled his seatbelt
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a mini something for @oholivie ♡ thank you so much again for the kofi ♡
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Haikyuu Boys + Would You Still Love Me If I Were A Worm?
PAIRING: gn! reader x Bokuto Kōtarō || Miya Atsumu || Kuroo Tetsurō || Ushijima Wakatoshi
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“Would you still love me if I were a worm?” you ask with evident curiosity, tilting your head slightly as you look at your boyfriend.
Bokuto freezes for a second with the rim of the glass he’s holding against his lips and blinks at you a couple times, then mimics you.
“I’m gonna need a little bit of context,” he replies, setting his glass down on the counter. He pops his lips and presses his index finger against his chin, deep in thought. After a second, he asks, “In this scenario, were you always a worm or did you just suddenly become one?”
You snort, shaking your head softly as you watch him with humor.
“Why would I suddenly become a worm?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugs, a soft smile on his lips. He honestly has no idea why you’re asking such a random question, but it’s so ridiculous that he loves it.
“Let’s say I became one suddenly,” you finally say, leaning forward with expectation.
He hums, nodding a couple times as he stares off into the distance. After a moment, his eyes fall back on you.
“And did I meet you before or after becoming a worm?”
“Before,” you say.
He breaks off into a big smile, straightening up and making his way toward you. Bokuto places his hands on your shoulders, looks you in the eye and, with all the certainty in the world, he says, “Then yeah, I’d still love you.”
“You sound so sure of it,” you chuckle, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your forehead against his chest.
He presses his lips against the crown of your head in a gentle kiss, and you can feel him smiling against you.
“I am. I’m sure I’d love you in any possible scenario. And that includes if you suddenly became a worm.”
“Good.” After a quiet moment, he laughs heartedly. “What?”
“Would you still love me if I were a worm?”
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