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Hey guys!! This is my sisters’ first fic on here, please show it some love– she’s a really good writer <3

At Day break

Suna drives you home after a wild night…

The morning after the night before. The word ‘understatement’ can be applied to both halves of that sentence. Because the sun is only just beginning to rise, blackness transforming into that watery shade of blue. There’s a wetness in the air- morning has barely broken. As for the night before, well, the events of said occasion sit as hazily in your mind as the mist does upon the landscape that rushes by. Your heavy eyes gaze out the cold glass of the passenger side window as your forehead rests upon it. Music is playing- a song about young love and alcohol. Urgh…

Both subjects make your stomach ache. You’ve had enough experience with both of them to not want to partake in such things ever again.

But your memory has the nerve to replay images of each- the toothy, lopsided grin of an ex you were hoping to avoid and the shots of liquor you chose to encounter immediately after. Both had left a bad taste in your mouth. Atsumu was as smug as ever and you still hated tequila. Still, you’d soon give Patrón another chance over the louder Miya twin any day…

You shut your eyes, heave a sigh, open them again and take a sip from the bottle of water you’ve been cradling. Shades of orange are bleeding from the horizon, wet tarmac stretches before you…

A hand stretches towards you. Cool fingers graze your cheek, inviting your head to turn and face their owner.

“Can I get a sip of that?”

Suna wears his late night well. Tired eyes facing forward, one hand on the steering wheel, another facing palm up, waiting. Slender fingers twitch twice, a gesture for the remnants of no-longer sparkling water in your hand.

You pass it over without a word and watch as he places his lips against the rim. He drains the rest of the liquid, eyes still trained on the road. So much for a sip.

Your tongue runs absentmindedly across your lips. You feel a sudden ache in your body. A craving.

It’s not water.

Nor food, as the golden arches of your favourite chain restaurant flit past.

The empty water bottle is casually thrown into the backseat. You continue to watch silently as Suna’s now empty hand moves downwards…

You feel a flutter in your stomach as you anticipate the warmth of his fingers against your bear thigh- you’re still in your party dress. The same dress Atsumu had complimented when you bumped into him coming out of the bathroom…

Suna’s grip doesn’t meet your leg. Instead, it takes hold of the gearstick. He drops through the gears as the car begins to slow. Motorway soon turns into backstreets. As Suna navigates them to the sound of the radio, you take the time to navigate the mess of thoughts in your head.

Perhaps you’re still drunk. Perhaps you want to itch that scratch seeing your ex lover leant over you in the doorway of your best friend’s bathroom caused you. How handsome he had looked, dressed in black and smelling like mint and berries. You’d retreated there to make use of the large mirror to reapply your lipstick and snap a quick selfie. You knew you looked good that night. You didn’t need to hear it from him.

Oh, but how good it had sounded coming from his lips, words coated in that delicious voice of his…

“You look awful.”

You turn to face a sidewards stare and a smirk that you’ve grown so accustomed to seeing. The slant of green, the curve of pink. But for some reason it makes you respond differently today. You don’t return the expression. You don’t pair it with a quick remark nor a playful push, a gentle swat. You simply stare.

Suna’s face falters, falling into a frown.

“Still upset?” He asks, quirking a brow. You hit light traffic as you grow ever closer to your destination.

“No.” You reply simply and manage to turn your eyes from the twitch of his mouth. He knows you’re lying, knows something up. He’s always been good at reading you.

“Nearly home.” He comments. Change of subject. Suna knows you’ll talk to him if you want to, when you’re ready.

And you are, after another song about a bad breakup. Home that is. You don’t want to talk- you’re too tired.

Suna pulls into your drive and you pull out your keys. The engine cuts to reveal birdsong and not much else. The world is still very much asleep. Sundays are for lie-ins afterall.

The walk from the car to your front door looks like miles from where you’re sat, warm and comfortable against slightly worn upholstery next to your hoody-wearing chauffeur. Or at least he was the last time you looked across at him. Now, he sits with a half-smile, holding the garment you bought him for his birthday out towards you. It smells like him. Him after a party. A concoction of fruity smells and a familiar musk. It engulfs you when you pull it over your head, making your uncombed hair even more messy and your aching body tense with subdued relish. After the countless times Suna has dropped you off home, this is the first time you’ve felt such a way. You blame the lack of sleep, the unprocessed amounts of liquor in the bloodstream and the forever glowing embers ignited by the cocky chuckle of an old flame for such a predicament. You stall to get out of the car, wanting to savour his calming presence a little longer.

“You sure you don’t wanna talk?” He asks, one arm draping over the steering wheel as casually as the smile does his face when he leans it just that little bit closer towards you.

“He really riled you up, huh?” He chances boldly, perhaps a little cockily himself. He huffs a single laugh when his attentive eyes catch you tense beneath the sag of his oversized hoody.

“I’m just tired.” You grumble, knuckling your eyes.

“Well, let’s get you inside then.” Is his response to your blatant deviation from the subject that is indeed bothering you.

Without another word, the crack of an opening car door breaks the early morning stillness. Your eyes follow his form as he circle the vehicle. The puff of his breath reveals the chill that greets you swiftly after as he pulls open your door.

“Come on, out you get.” He commands quietly, head jerking towards your home, with its dark windows and uncut grass.

It doesn’t welcome you like it has done in the past. The sight of it makes you feel a sense of melancholy.

You trudge up the path, Suna follows a little behind after fishing out the bag that you’d forgotten.

He hands it to you once you both reach your front door and you thank him wordlessly with a sleepy smile.

And then, somehow, your head is in his shoulder and his arms are around you. You breath in deeply, hold the breath in your chest pressed neatly up against him. Then you let it out in a steady stream when his chin rests atop your haphazardly tied head of hair.

“Don’t let that asshole get to you.” He says after a while. And when you tighten your grip around his body, he begins to laugh gently. The sound charms your ears and the feel of it warms your insides, despite the bite of the cold on your bare legs.

Little does Suna know, as he holds you under the blue and the orange and the birdsong of a cold, Sunday morning, that it’s no longer Miya Atsumu that gets under your skin.

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Hey hey! This is my first fic (at least on Tumblr) so please let me know what you think!

#suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu #suna #fluff #haikyuu suna #suna rintarō #suna comfort #suna x reader #suna x y/n

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hi! sorry if you’ve answered this before, but i found ur squid game x haikyuu series last night and it was sooo good and i really loved it. would u ever continue that series? bcos as far as i can find it seems u stopped after tug of war. thanks!

hiii! sorry i didn't answer this sooner! so- about the squid game series 👁️👄👁️ i can't lie, I stopped after the tug of war part because writing the marble game was SO hard. like. so hard. i wanted to make each scenario unique so it took a lot of brain energy for me to do, and I guess eventually i jus dropped it... i will say though, i got through a lot of the characters! i swear I only had like 4-5 left or sth...

anyways, i might come back to it- who knows? but im afraid i cant make any promises

im happy you enjoyed it though, but also very sorry for the abrupt stop- ik how annoying that is for a reader so i rly do apologize 😭

#🌹🗣️#📨messages #from: mljxm

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rosierin · 2 years

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i live! sort of

#🌹🗣️#damn its been a while #honestly i wish i could come here more often but i stg ever since moving back to the uk ive been so busy its unreal #i miss writing/reading and keeping up with you guys tho ;u;#anyways jus wanted to pop by and say im doing well if any of you were wondering <3 #hope eveyone is doing well!#sending good vibes to each of ya <3 #mwah

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rosierin · 2 years

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how does everyone feel about dubbed inarizaki 🤔

#🌹🗣️#someone just mentioned new york inarizaki and i haven't been the same since #that would be #✨ IMMACULATE ✨

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rosierin · 2 years

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how does everyone feel about dubbed inarizaki 🤔

#🌹🗣️#i was wishing theyd give em an accent ngl #kitas voice is really good 8/10 #the twins?#hmmmm #idk #hard to say because their jap voices are PENG 👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼#sunas is okay too #but again #like with the twins its not comparable to the original va LOL #i wish theyd made atsumus voice a tad flirtier like in the sub </3 #oh well

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rosierin · 2 years

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i tried a chuupet for the first time today, now im a fully fledged suna simp 👀

#🌹🗣️#will this allow me to manifest my own suna tho #if only

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rosierin · 2 years

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yesss i love these kinda games hehe, thanks for the tag @s-rosalia <3

three ships; mmmmm i don't have any "main ships" but these are the first that came to mind; ash and eiji, hana and kabakura, edward and winry

first ever ship; amu and ikuto (hot ppl know this anime)

last song; maria by hwasa

last film; i think it was jackass—

currently reading; many many fanfics on ao3 but im currently hunting for a good eren fic with at least 50k words. (pls hmu if you got one)

currently watching; fruits basket!! and im loving it 🥰

next book planning to read; i do not read books im afraid

currently consuming; nothing, but i wish i had an abundance of chocolate

currently craving; is eren jaeger an acceptable answer?

no pressure tags; @ara-mitsue @arquitecturadelanada @kouyurii and anyone else who'd like to join :)

Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better

Tagged by: @wikiblair :)

Three ships: Xena and Gabrielle, Catherine and Peter, Derek and Casey

First ever ship: I thought it was Pazu and Sheeta from Castle in the Sky (i think that was my first OTP/obsession) but then looking back, I actually think in terms of shipping, it was Doctor and Rose from Doctor Who

Last song: Can't Get Closer - Velvet

Last film: 'Flowers in the Attic' (2014) - Its such a deeply disturbing film. I wasn't quite right after watching it.

Currently reading: You funny.

The next book I planning to read: 'You will get through the Night' by Dan Howell

Currently watching: 'The Great' - Its Great!

Currently consuming: Water

Currently craving: Nutella on Toast

Tagging: @deckerstarareotp @twobrokenwyngs @illgiveyouahint @lovelybeautifulpretty @legendofnora @hackedxy0x @imaginaryhaydee @mrs-n-uzumaki @adamisalive and anyone who wants to do it IDK

#🧵thread #tag; you're it

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rosierin · 2 years

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cuuuuute 🥰

tagging; whoever wants to join x)

TAG GAME

Stumbled across a cute picrew, hopefully y'all like it

tagging (no pressure) : @fuckboym4tt @sylveren @annieswifey @cuz-like-why-not @captainseb @miikoos @animated-moon @mercieder @melsuki @sunarent + anyone who'd like to <33

#🧵thread #tag; you're it

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rosierin · 2 years

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ROSIE HIHIHIII omg i am alive i've submitted all my assignments for the week so im back to make noise in your inbox 🤩

as for other faves, i think the only ones that were really really bad were suna and suga (i think im lowkey a psychopath for how i pick my faves LMAO if you want to hear about it ill tell you but yea fjsjdjjs)

also it may be a blessing in disguise that i wasnt free to send you a list bc i have new ones that wouldnt have been included before hehe

anyways i compiled it in my notes and it got a bit long *sweats nervously* so ill send it in a separate ask :>

jckwoxkwn good job!!! 🙌🏼🙌🏼

LMAO i like how you went from suna to suga that's hilarious 😭 such a different vibe i love it, and yes omg tell me about em 👀 i love hearing people talk about their favs hehe

#✨messages✨#from: ann

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rosierin · 2 years

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royal guard!suna and princess!reader pt 1

pt 2 (this was so soft and intimate i literally love this sm)

ethical dating on a bet pt 1 (lia has the most interesting plots pls)

part 2 (this was recently released and soso good)

this is another of my fave suna fics from lia but all her other ones are really good too

a sort of hurt/comfort prequel to dad!suna this made me really soft aaaa (slightly suggestive tho) (augustine has a bunch of dad!suna drabbles if youre interested!!)

waking up next to him drabble

photo wall drabble i absolutely loved this one

3am confession THIS WAS SO FUNNY AND CUTE had me smiling throughout

secret dating with suna!!

DRUNK CONFESSION THIS IS ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVES

soft domesticity of making food together at 2am

this was super cute i got so flustered bye

drunk rin!!

one of the funniest things ive ever read i think this was one of the first fics that made me realise he's jist a dork 🥺

my bad i got carried away 😭 (also am i allowed to tag you in suna fics that i like next time 👉🏼👈🏼)

AHHH TYSM FOR SENDING THESE 😩👌🏼👌🏼 i'll be sure to check em out

and yes ofc you can tag me!!! id love you to ☺️

#✨messages✨#from: ann

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rosierin · 2 years

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oml he's so fine pls 😩👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼

To be blocked by him tho 👀👀

#🎨reblog #rintarō suna #tysm for tagging me in this elle #hhhhhh #forgot how to breathe for a moment

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rosierin · 2 years

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(ALSO i saw your prev reply i promise ill reply to that soon and ofc i have the suna fics saved ILL SEND EM TO YOU ASAP my bad all my assignments are due this week SO SORRY 🥲)

yaaas dw take your time <3 and good luck with your assignments!

#✨messages✨#from: ann

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rosierin · 2 years

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✧･ﾟ: * ⤛ to : my sweet rosie ⤜ *:･ﾟ✧

hihi rosie i really hope it's still the 14th where you are fjdkdjs BUT im dropping by to wish you a happy valentines day!!! thankyou for always being so friendly and sweet and patient (and for putting up with me taking so horribly long to reply to you </3) you're such a joy to talk to and i want you to know i always get so excited whenever you tag me in those little games you do 🥺 ily i hope you have a wonderful valentines day 💞

~ ann❣️

ahhhh thank you for this, you're so sweet, ann 😭❤️ i wish only good things for you 🤲🏼❤️ sorry i didn't see this sooner btw 🤦🏽‍♀️ hope you had a good valentine's day though <3

and thank YOU for your commentary tbf, it's supportive people like you that make it all the more fun to write! :))

#✨messages✨#from: ann #also don't worry about taking a while to respond like its fine honestly haha #ily2 <33

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rosierin · 2 years

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i almost finished writing what was probs my best fic yet and tumblr didn't save it i actually wanna cry

#🌹🗣️#i dont usually post mopey shit on tumblr but im genuinely gutted #i aint writing that shit again fml

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rosierin · 2 years

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safe place | suna rintarou

pairing; suna x gn!reader

genre; fluff

warnings; none

a/n; happy valentine's day to both couples and singletons <3 to celebrate the occasion, i thought id return from the dead and write a lil sth sth about a character i barely write for on this blog jk its suna again but writing with him is genuinely so cathartic m'sorry anyways hope you like it <3

"Did you know it's Valentine's day today?" You ask out of the blue. You're both laying in bed, with Suna resting on his back, one arm flung around your waist as you lay peacefully atop his chest. The other he uses to scroll through TikTok, but the sound of fleeting videos stops when you speak up, and you see Suna's thumb stop moving like he's frozen in time.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously," You huff out a laugh as you lift your head from his chest, noting the genuine bewilderment on his face. He's not usually one to forget things so you understand his reaction. Not that you mind— it would've slipped your mind too if it weren't for the annual Valentine's Day video Snapchat sent you earlier that day. Unfortunately, you had only opened that message once the day was pretty much over, and only now did you think of bringing it up. "Don't worry, I only found out today, too."

"You should have told me sooner," he says, abandoning his phone on the bedsheets and using his now free hand to brush a few strands of hair from your face. "We could've done something."

His gaze meets yours and you smile. It's somewhere around eleven o' clock, and the moon has reached its peak. Its glow pours through the sheer curtains of your shared bedroom and casts a soft blanket of silver across your bed. Coincidentally, it catches Suna's eyes, revealing all three colours of his irises— slithers of amber and sapphire swimming in pools of the palest jade.

They're even prettier like this, you think. But your figurative thought bubble bursts when Suna gently taps your nose, reeling you back to reality.

"True, but there's always next time," you offer. "But forget again next year and I might think you don't love me anymore."

"Forget what?" He feigns. You roll your eyes and he smirks.

"Very funny. But speaking of love— when did you start loving me? I don't think I've asked you this before."

"Oh no, we are not doing this," he deadpans. He tries subtly drifting away from the topic by reaching out for his phone, but you're quick to block it with your hand in hopes of reeling him back in.

"Oh c'mon, it's Valentine's Day!" You say, hoping the notion of said holiday would tide him over. "Consider this your gift to me and in exchange I'll tell you when I started liking you— which FYI, was probably earlier than you'd expect."

The latter part of your sentence rouses a small reaction from Suna, body reacting similarly to the way a cat's ear would twitch when they hear something that sparks their interests. He tries playing it off nonetheless and upkeeps his nonchalant behaviour.

"What makes you think I even have an answer to that? I don't have a date in mind or anything."

"But you have something in mind, I bet. Plus, you can't tell me you're not the least bit interested in what I have to say."

Suna shifts his gaze to the corner of the ceiling at that, which non-verbally answers your question.

"I mean, if it was for as long as you say..."

Little does he know, you have loved him for as long as you say. At the time you hadn't fully realised it yourself. Your feelings had remained hidden for a good amount of time, burried deep beneath a concrete of denial, fear, and reluctance, until eventually all your inhibitions had been swept away in a crashing tidal wave that was Suna Rintarou. It swept you off your feet, away from shore and engulfed you in the uncharted waters of a newfound romance.

As for when this particular realisation occured, there were a few moments that came to mind, as did a list of reasons that strengthened your infatuation with him.

You've loved Suna ever since you associated the notion of comfort to his name, in the tranquil moments spent in each others company, watching the television with your legs tangled beneath a fluffy blanket. Studying for an exam in the library, knees brushing against each other though nobody ever brought it up. Driving home after a long day with the music turned down low, neither of you speaking, neither of you needing to utter a word in order to feel completely at ease.

You've loved Suna ever since you realised it's his voice you seek whenever you're at your lowest. His voice, slow and steady, calming in ways that seem almost medicinal. You've heard it loud and clear on the volleyball court more times than you can remember. You've heard it small and lazy when asked to read something aloud to the class back in your highschool days. But most importantly, it was his voice that soothed you any time your life has felt astray, whenever things weren't working out the way you wanted, in times where you felt exhausted, disappointed, angry, scared or lost. It's Suna's voice that would utter out words of encouragement, of praise or advice, even when yours struggled to enounciate the source of your woes.

You've loved Suna and the way he smiles at you. It's mostly smug, mostly reserved to when he's teasing you. But your favourite has to be when he's most unguarded, completely at ease when a grin lights up his face, prying his lips open enough to reveal a row of front teeth, neatly aligned between two pointed canines. These times are rare, as is the bright and cheerful laugh that erupts from his chest when he finds something particularly funny. It's never failed to catch you off guard, fondness swelling in your chest and making it ache, lovingly so.

You've loved Suna and the silly game he and his little sister had invented. A game in which he would hold his sisters hands and spin around in one spot like a human beyblade, fast enough so that her feet would lift off the ground, grinning wickedly as he then let go and watched her fumble around on her feet, now totally unable to walk in a straight line.

You've loved Suna ever since you found out about that noise he makes after finishing the last of his chuupet on a hot day. That satisfied "ahh" he does before licking his fingers clean.

You've loved Suna and the way his gaze occasionally lingers on his lock screen when he thinks nobody's looking. It's a picture of you and him; it's old and a little blurry but it never fails to make Suna smirk whenever he sees your surprised face lit up on his phone screen— flushed pink from the kiss he had planted on your cheek.

You've loved Suna and how generous he is when it comes to you. How he'll always (secretly) buy you that pastry you were eyeing up in the bakery, only to surprise you with it later that day. How he isn't too proud to return home with a random trinket that reminded him of you, or bringing you back an accessory or clothing item that thought would look nice on you.

You've loved Suna and the fact that he remembers. He remembers the small things, such as the name of your favourite song, the places you went on each of your dates. And, he remembers the bigger things. Like that even you have your bad days, that there're days on which you want to be alone; knows which words you like to hear, need to hear and when you need to hear them. He remembers that like everyone, you have boundaries, and never has he overstepped them or made you feel small about wanting some time to yourself. He remembers to nurture you, to gather you up in his arms when need be, to treat you with utmost respect and love you unconditionally.

You've loved Suna when you finally pierced through the cloud of mystery that once shrouded the boy you met in high school. That the Suna you know is nothing like the rumours painted him to be. It was so easy to label him the prickly, quiet guy. The snarky second year who— outside of his small friend group— seemed almost impossible to approach. It's a shame though, because if only they had given him the chance, they would've found that underneath his aloof demeanor lies someone playful, someone who's a little dorky, who enjoys terrible puns and cheesy pick up lines, and shamelessly cackles at petty internet fights. He's attentive, always listening to what you have to say, whether you're rambling about a cute puppy you saw in the street, ranting about the bad hair day you're having— even if you go on an in-depth discourse about that one character he's probably heard of countless times before, he listens— without interrupting, forever invested in what stories you have to offer.

He'll never understand just how much you've come to care for him, how much you've thrived on discovering these small intricacies that make the man you've come to love so deeply. The same man who used to tease you for your blatant crush on him, who'd scoff and poke fun at you whenever he caught you daydreaming. If only he knew the millions of thoughts that crossed through your mind, the whirlwind of emotions that swirled inside your chest each time you laid eyes on him.

"If only you knew," you murmur dreamily, gazing at him in a way so lovingly it prompts a small, disbelieving chuckle to slip past his lips, eyebrows raised in earnest curiosity.

"Yeah? Don't be shy, spill."

This time it's your turn to giggle and you feel your heart swell at the look on Suna's face. You can tell there's anticipation glinting behind his eyes, maybe even a hint of child-like excitement as he awaits your answer.

"I think..." You trail off, drawing out your sentence for dramatic effect. You reach up to brush your fingers across his jaw, keeping a feather-light touch as you run the pads of your fingers along the soft of his cheek, up to the curve of his cheekbone, burning the image of him in your mind. "I started loving you mostly for..."

"My... Irresistible good looks?"

You splutter as Suna flashes you— what is indeed— an irresistibly handsome grin. You crack a smile of your own and shake your head. "That's a plus— but no."

In that moment, Suna tilts his head, his expression softening momentarily. You can tell he isn't in a teasing mood this time. He seems genuinely curious, invested in what you have to say. "Then what?"

"I think I started loving you when I began associating you with home," you hum, gazing up at him with that same fluttering feeling in your chest as the day you realised: "That being with you felt like home."

Suna turns speechless then, eyes still focused on you, and you're surprised to see that his face has begun to flush pink. It starts colouring the high points of his cheeks and spreads to his ears, tinting them the most adorable shade of red. "Are you blushing?" You laugh out loud, asking the obvious. Your teasing doesn't help Suna's case, but he tries to maintain a shred of dignity by holding eye contact and responding to your question with a curt "no shit."

"Why?" You laugh, prodding his cheek with your index. He's quick to swat your hand away, and this time he does look elsewhere, unable to face your giddy little grin and relentless giggling.

"Jus' didn't expect such an honest answer is all.."

You coo at him which makes him click his tongue. There's no real malice behind his reaction, though. He's just so used to being the one who teases, so to have the tables turned always makes him react this way, all furrowed brows and clenched jaw. He's also not used to you being so openly affectionate with him— at least not with your words. To hear you openly confess your feelings to him make his brain fog and heart stutter— like he's once again reminded why you're here, why he's lucky enough to hear you say those words in the first place.

"Still with me?" You tease as you poke his chin to get his attention. He looks at you then, traces of rose still apparent on his pale features though it's clear he's trying to remain collected.

"Hush, you." He rolls his eyes at your cheeky smile and decidedly pulls you closer to him. You find yourself caged in his arms, head slotted in the space between his chin and shoulder but you don't protest. Instead, you wriggle closer to him, basking in his warmth, melting in his embrace. The feeling of him is so familiar. His voice, the way his heartbeat beats softly against the palm of your hand. Even his scent, that faint whiff of peppermint and his off-brand body wash feels like a comforting memory, like something that's been here your whole life.

Feels like home.

"And you?" You inquire softly. For a moment you wonder if you had spoken loud enough because Suna doesn't reply.

Until he eventually does.

"Same reason. Ever since I felt like I didn't need to hide myself anymore. Guess you could call yourself my safe place."

"I could call myself your safe place?" You nag, hinting at the odd wording Suna was all too aware of. He can hear the smile in your voice, and luckily for him you're unable to detect the new wave of heat that blooms across his face.

"You know what I mean."

You laugh, then crane your neck so you can softly peck the underside of his jaw. "I know. Just wanted to hear you say it."

"Maybe next year," he says, patting your head. You scoff and lightly jab him in the gut.

"Late happy Valentine's Day," he chuckles, and you find yourself smiling despite yourself.

"Late happy Valentine's Day, Rin."

#suna x reader #haikyuu suna #suna oneshot #suna rintaro x y/n #haikyuu suna rintarou #suna rintaro drabbles #suna fluff #suna rintarou fluff #suna x gn!reader #haikyuu imagines #suna imagines #hq suna #suna rintarō #suna rintaro x you #suna rintaro oneshot #suna rintaro x reader

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rosierin · 2 years

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safe place | suna rintarou

pairing; suna x gn!reader

genre; fluff

warnings; none

"Seriously?"

"You should have told me sooner," he says, abandoning his phone on the bedsheets and using his now free hand to brush a few strands of hair from your face. "We could've done something."

They're even prettier like this, you think. But your figurative thought bubble bursts when Suna gently taps your nose, reeling you back to reality.

"True, but there's always next time," you offer. "But forget again next year and I might think you don't love me anymore."

"Forget what?" He feigns. You roll your eyes and he smirks.

"Very funny. But speaking of love— when did you start loving me? I don't think I've asked you this before."

"Oh no, we are not doing this," he deadpans. He tries subtly drifting away from the topic by reaching out for his phone, but you're quick to block it with your hand in hopes of reeling him back in.

"What makes you think I even have an answer to that? I don't have a date in mind or anything."

"But you have something in mind, I bet. Plus, you can't tell me you're not the least bit interested in what I have to say."

Suna shifts his gaze to the corner of the ceiling at that, which non-verbally answers your question.

"I mean, if it was for as long as you say..."

As for when this particular realisation occured, there were a few moments that came to mind, as did a list of reasons that strengthened your infatuation with him.

You've loved Suna ever since you found out about that noise he makes after finishing the last of his chuupet on a hot day. That satisfied "ahh" he does before licking his fingers clean.

"If only you knew," you murmur dreamily, gazing at him in a way so lovingly it prompts a small, disbelieving chuckle to slip past his lips, eyebrows raised in earnest curiosity.

"Yeah? Don't be shy, spill."

"My... Irresistible good looks?"

You splutter as Suna flashes you— what is indeed— an irresistibly handsome grin. You crack a smile of your own and shake your head. "That's a plus— but no."

"Why?" You laugh, prodding his cheek with your index. He's quick to swat your hand away, and this time he does look elsewhere, unable to face your giddy little grin and relentless giggling.

"Jus' didn't expect such an honest answer is all.."

"Still with me?" You tease as you poke his chin to get his attention. He looks at you then, traces of rose still apparent on his pale features though it's clear he's trying to remain collected.

Feels like home.

"And you?" You inquire softly. For a moment you wonder if you had spoken loud enough because Suna doesn't reply.

Until he eventually does.

"Same reason. Ever since I felt like I didn't need to hide myself anymore. Guess you could call yourself my safe place."

"You know what I mean."

You laugh, then crane your neck so you can softly peck the underside of his jaw. "I know. Just wanted to hear you say it."

"Maybe next year," he says, patting your head. You scoff and lightly jab him in the gut.

"Late happy Valentine's Day," he chuckles, and you find yourself smiling despite yourself.

"Late happy Valentine's Day, Rin."

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