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sleepyxxhead · 7 months

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༉‧₊˚. flufftober 2023!!

WEEK 2: Grumpy!Megumi x Sunshine!Reader

CONTENT: fem!reader, light swearing, established relationship

WORD COUNT: 1.1k

CHARACTERS: Fushiguro Megumi x fem!reader

NOTES: this one was definitely a shorter one! soz :(

Throughout your relationship with Megumi, you two had both learned to enjoy each other’s company in many different ways. Whether it be a memory to enjoy with others, laughing and having a fun time; or maybe a moment of silence between the two of you, just basking in each other’s presence; and of course, the more intimate moments the two of you shared, getting close and comfy together.

As autumn began to settle, the days became cooler, leaves of gold and red hues scattered across the ground. Today was one of the last warmer days of the season. You and Megumi walked side-by-side through your local park, leaves crunching under your boots as a small breeze blew across your face. Your pinky was hooked with Megumi’s, swinging your arms back and forth like a child. You wore one of Megumi’s sweatshirts, cradling a small blanket in your arms. Megumi held a picnic basket in his free hand, filled with all of the food you had packed for your picnic date.

When you found an open spot on the grass, you spread the blanket out and unpacked the food that you and Megumi had prepared before walking to the park: two bentos, some sandwiches, some onigiri, and some cut fruit. As you sat down on the blanket, you opened your bento, breathing in the crisp autumn air. Megumi sat down beside you, grabbing his own bento. After a few bites, you leaned your head against his shoulder, sighing contentedly.

“Yooo! Fushiguro! L/N!”

You turned around to see Itadori, Kugisaki, and Gojo approaching you. You gave them a small wave as Megumi sighed out of annoyance.

“We finally found you two love birds~!” Gojo-sensei sang, wrapping his arms around you two.

“Why are you here?” Megumi asked, clearly irritated.

“We wanted to hang out with you guys, of course!” Yuji exclaimed as he passed Nobara a sandwich, trying to find something in the basket for him to eat.

Megumi rolled his eyes, watching them rummage through the food. You rubbed the back of his hand with your thumb, looking at him with a small smile on your face.

“Sorry,” he mumbled quietly.

“For what?”

“Our date’s ruined,” he stated as if it was obvious.

“What? I don’t think our date’s ruined,” you commented. “We can have some more time to ourselves later!”

You gave him a big smile, to which his eyes softened, turning back to his friends. You leaned your head back on his shoulder as you watched your friends and your teacher now fighting over who should get which onigiri.

“No, I want the tuna mayo one!” Yuji whined, holding the rice ball to his chest protectively.

“Come one, Itadori! Be a gentleman and give it here!” Nobara yelled, trying to grab the rice ball.

“But your sensei always works so hard to teach you all! I think I should get the tuna mayo!” Gojo whined, sounding even more childish than the students half his age.

As Megumi sat down in the chair across from you, you opened your book, ready for a quiet library date with him.

The two of you had made library dates a weekly occurrence, hoping to find some peace in the chaos that made up your lives as sorcerers.

As you read on, you kicked your feet a little, sipping on a cup of hot chocolate that Megumi had bought for you on your way to the library. The liquid’s warmth spread throughout your body, extending to your fingers and your nose, almost making you feel drowsy.

The silence between you and your boyfriend was comforting, so pleasant after a week filled with training and fighting cursed spirits.

After a couple hours however, your hot chocolate wasn’t nearly as hot anymore, the silence between Megumi and you felt deafening, and you couldn’t read through a paragraph without having to read it 5 times over. Your eyelids felt heavy as you lightly kicked Megumi’s foot, signalling for his attention.

His eyes shot up to meet your gaze, finding you in your tired state.

“‘Wanna go home ‘gumi…” you yawned, rubbing your eyes.

Without saying a word, Megumi closed his book as well as yours, stowing them away in his backpack.

As you stood up, you stretched your legs and arms out. You felt sore all around your body for sitting down in a strained position for so long.

Grabbing your bag and his, Megumi hooked his pinky with yours before heading home.

Tonight was finally Friday night, a night when you and Megumi rarely had anything to do but to spend time with each other in your dorms.

“There you go!” you beamed as you smoothed a face mask over Megumi’s skin. He was wearing a fluffy headband to match yours as well as a pair of bunny slippers you had bought for him.

Despite doing this with you every week, Megumi made a weird face at the uncomfortable feeling of the mask on his face.

You giggled, as you snuggled up next to him, turning on a K-Drama to watch together.

“This guy is so stupid, he needs to confess to her already!” you groaned at the end of the episode. “Anyway, it’s time to take of our face masks!”

As you peeled away your face mask, you rubbed the extra serum into your face, doing the same for Megumi. “You’re such a pretty boy,” you mumbled with a smile.

Megumi blushed at your words, looking away. You laughed at his shyness, pressing play on the next episode.

Snuggling back into his side, you continued to complain about how you were getting impatient with the love interest. “It’s been like, 12 episodes now!”

Megumi listened while he brushed his fingers through your hair, giving your head light scratches. You didn’t even notice until half an episode later that he had fallen asleep.

You exhaled through your nose, a small smile creeping up on your face. You took his headband off and pulled the covers over the two of you. After closing the lid of your laptop, you tossed it to the side and gave your boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek.

“G’night Megs…” you mumbled into his neck before the sound of his steady breathe and the warmth of his skin lulled you to sleep.

BONUS:

“Yuji! Come look at this!” you heard Nobara whisper as you started to wake up.

“Whatwhatwhat!”

A camera shuttered as you started to open your eyes. “...What time is it?” you mumbled sleepily, raising your head.

“Oh shit! Shit!” Yuji whisper-yelled before hurriedly shutting the door.

“...hm?” Megumi groaned, shifting beneath you. “Y/N?”

“It’s nothing Megs, go back to sleep.”

NOTES: fjdksal;fjskda this one was so late oml

anyways have a nice day cutie <33

dividers: @cafekitsune

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garoujo · 7 months

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gojo always needs to be beside you. if you’re relaxing in your apartment and you get up to do something, he’ll follow. errands to run? he’s not busy. dishes to clean? he can dry. he’d follow you into the bathroom if you’d let him, so instead he’ll just call out to you from the hallway to make sure you’re still there.

#ʚ・◞📎 — em entry.#i am at work ! but my mind will never cease !

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cuntyboy · 1 year

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i think top m!readers shld just start sending me the bottom m!reader fics they keep unwillingly finding nd i send them the top m!reader fics that i keep unwillingly finding becuz apparently none of us can ever find the shit we’re looking for

#📎 . rants !#bottom male reader #. work smarter not harder #. also i ran out of BMR dbh/scream/resident evil fics

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nyashykyunnie · 6 months

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Harem AU idea but its you with them: -v-☆☆☆

//GRIPS THIGHS

Babywoo is definitely gonna be pampered like a princess and babied like the precious sweetling he is.

EVERYONE ELSE WILL BE IN COLLAR—//SLAPPED

....

Holy Shit what if Jinwoo in a collar and a doggy muzzle

#💭₊˚ෆ— kyunnya's inbox #∞ ₒ ˚ ° 📎— kyunnya speaks #WHAT IF #WHAT IF HE HAS A DOGGY MUZZLE #CUZ HE BEEN A BAD BOY #HE BEEN A BAD DOGGY #SO RESTRAINING HAD TO BE DONE EVEN THO ITS USELESS SINCE HE IS THE SHADOW MONARCH #BUT HOLY SHEEET JINWOO IN DIGGY MUZZLE AND COLLAR #omfg #MY BRAIN IS WORKING IN THE WRONGEST WAYS POSSIBLE

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papercwipping · 2 years

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NEARLY MISSED IT HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAWTYYY🥳🥳

#📎.txt #ILL DRAW ART LATER I JUST GOT OFF WORK #inscryption

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peachsayshi · 7 months

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let's play a game:

anonymously tell me your love language, favorite color, something you love about yourself, and I'll tell you which jjk character I ship you with & write you a little something x

note: please specify if you have a preference (male or female or both); and for this I'll even open up the students as an option but you just have to let me know if you're comfortable with that. ps. all characters will be written as 21+ xo

#peach: mini game ✧˖°🌷📎#ask game #I'll be sharing answers after work <3

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poranek · 20 days

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i hate the sound of helicopters with a passion and its literally almost 1 am

#🗃️📎#do you guys ever wonder how kys by jumping into a river works

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dizzywhims · 2 years

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spent many hours trying to make a transition gif and it failed miserably so i took some stills to soothe the pain

#📎#so annoyed #the first gif i made worked #but she wasn't wearing the right clothes #because it was just a test #🤦‍♀️

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yuquinzel · 1 year

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HI HANAAA HOW ARE YOU

— omg ellie, i know you're too shy to say it, but don't worry !! of course I'll write a ig*guri x ellie for you !! <3

“ellie, you know you're the love of my life right?” ig*guri said, bringing a hand to brush back the strands of hair from ellie's face.

“how will i know that when you didn't say you love me this morning??” ellie pouted, although she couldn't resist leaning in to ig*guri's hand.

“oh my pookie bear!! of course i love you !!!!! how could you EVER forget that” ig*guri whined, and ellie laughed.

“i was just teasing you pookie :P i love you so much too!!!” ellie couldn't help enveloping her arms around ig*guri.

“then call me the love of your life too !!!” ig*guri looked at ellie with stars in his eyes, and of course, how could she say no?

“you are the love of my life, my ig*guri!!”

they got married and lived happily ever after !!! <333

#ʚ ₊˚◞ 📎 ─ moots.#‧₊˚💭 ─ from: ellie!#its not much but its honest work #i hope you liked it ellie !! <3 #don't be shy to ask me to write more #i only barfed twice writing this !!#and im doing very good !!#hope you smile after reading this :P

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voidcat · 2 years

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notes: gender neutral reader, modern au, uni au, scara might come off as ooc as everyone is human therefore he has a... more normal existential crisis... – 1.6k

despite the creeping dread upon seeing that indigo scowl, the weekend passes a lot smoother than expected.

you more or less have scaramouche who makes sure to remain as isolated as possible to thank for this.

besides the meal times ei insists on sharing as two families, he is almost never seen. and on the rare glimpses he is, he always seems to have found something else to be unpleased with.

even when they return, the pink vixen cannot stop talking about how charming kazuha’s guitar was. the look she wears as she ‘gushes’ tells scaramouche enough to confirm his suspicions.

as morning comes and the new week begins, the two of you fall back into your silent routine, as if the passive hostile weekend didn’t exist.

one day you don’t show up for class in time.

scaramouche lets it slide, the professor in particular wasn’t keen on latecomers.

yet when it’s time for the next class, the seat near him remains empty.

This shouldn’t irritate him.

He should’ve ditched this class, just like he used to.

ten minutes in and suddenly a blue by his side, a bag dropped and he has half a mind to stop himself from turning– only to be met with eyes that aren’t yours.

Next day arrives and he knows better to spare a glance around. he scoffs, was whatever it is that kept you occupied worth the fun at least?

as the class ends, he can hear a set of footsteps approaching and your form standing before him, looking down at him.

he shouldn't even bother showing up for most classes, just as he once did. the professors with a proper sense of respect and danger knew of him, and most of them didn't care about attendance to begin with.

You offer him a small ‘morning’ and wait a second, he doesn’t return it.

and it's not like they covered anything he didn't know or a complex subject, a hard drink and a book half read before finals always does the trick.

“if you happened to take any, could I have notes for yesterday’s classes?” your voice comes out low and rasp. now that he looks at you, you seem exhausted, your face seeming to have fallen, or pulled down by an outer force and the muscles didn't have it in them to pull themselves back together.

“no.” “t- huh? why!?” the word of gratitude dies on your tongue but he hears the beginning of it.

a mocking smile begins to bloom on his face. "'why?' you are even asking?" he lets out a chuckle, as if finding the whole ordeal funny. "maybe you should've thought twice before ditching class mx. former perfect attendance." he says as he leans back with his arms crossed.

he is one to talk, you let out a frustrated sigh. why did you even bother asking him in the first place? "fine, i'll just go ask someone else then." maybe you should've socialized a little back then, regret blooms in an instant as your eyes trace over the swarm of students leaving and entering.

a groan from his direction reaches your ears just as shuffling of clothing.

"your classes end at 5, correct?" somehow despite the tone, it doesn't come off as a question.

seeing you nod, he stretches his arms in a careless air. "meet me at the library at 5.30. i'll wait for five minutes max." he states as if it's a fact and leaves it at that.

"ok." and you turn away, muttering under your breath. "damned asshole, couldn't you just give them now? is making me wait supposed to be some sort of weird punishment?"

with the day coming to an end, the library population decreasing as the hours pass, you make way to two vacant seats next to one another and wait for him to arrive.

in silence scaramouche approaches from behind and drops a notebook to the table, the force he applied making it slide to stop in front of you.

giving a side glance his way as he settles down, your hand reaches for the notebook. opening the cover, you must be unable to cover your surprise as he shoots you a look with a raised brow.

“sorry, it’s just-“ you stammer “expected to see a blank page?” he completes, his voice devoid of any emotion.

“no, actually. i was just surprised you were able to revise and make a clean copy of all that material in less than a day.”

eyes on yours, he seems to be contemplating for a moment "...what clean copy?"

hearing such a soft yet confused voice, laced with something you can only call clueless naivety feels odd with him. then his question registers in your mind, making it your turn to be confused now.

"you're joking." is all you get out.

"you've got to be."

looking down back to the page, then up to his face, you don't even realize what you're mumbling.

gaze cast down and back up, down and up– each time his face enters your line of vision, it gets more and more agitated.

neutral, annoyed, irritated– like those simple attempts of cartoon books kids make on their own.

"first your orbital muscles, now your brain stops functioning?" his condescending attitude brings you back to the reality at hand.

you roll your eyes. "you know what? yeah, i did expect to see a blank page with yesterday's date actually."

clicking his tongue, he leans back in the chair. "just hurry up and get to writing." with a hush, you take out your pen and click your pen.

"it is quite impressive you took notes this organized and neat as the class happened, though– with a heavy subject at that."

he doesn't say anything indicating whether he even heard or if he simply didn't care about your opinion. the next hours follow in silence, you working and him scrolling through his phone, picking a stray book to read or watching you write down the phrases furiously.

somehow, the dynamic between the two of you shifts after that evening. towards a route you can claim to be warmer, though the process itself is quite slow.

stopping by the library or a spot by the trees on campus inbetween classes starts to become an unspoken habit more or less.

the rest of the days pass without you knowing how he drove to his place, looking for his notebook and driving back to campus almost in a hurry, checking the clock every three minutes.

tucking away that sense of worry for making you wait at the library to the back of his mind, scaramouche slowly accepts making a friend, and the effort to keep the friendship alive, wouldn't hurt to try.

with the book finally reaching a climax, you find your fingers getting exhausted from flipping the pages vigorously. the end is nigh. everything spills one by one so beautifully, the knots untied one after another, long ribbons dancing in the air, smooth and clean–

"i doubt you have anything planned but- clear your schedule for saturday and meet me in x avenue at 6pm. make sure to wear something with indigo in it." kuni's voice cuts in and slashes through the bubble you have been wrapped in just a second ago.

what he said in a low voice at the beginning doesn't miss your attention but you let it slide.

you've had the misfortune to experince that his face of always being displeased about something reflected to his verbal communication too. yet experience brought along the talent to more or less tell apart whether he meant what he said or not– the case being the latter for you for the most part.

"i'm sorry, what?" you give a puzzled look, sounding offended, already peeved that your hopes for a quiet afternoon of finishing your book having been ruined.

"last time i checked we were halfway into a friendship status. when did we jump into dating stage, come again?" at your words, he seems annoyed. though he is quick to mask his reaction to your first sentence.

"don't get all cocky or your hopes up now." he places a hand on his hip. "i had to spend time with you at ningguang's request, now it's your turn to do the same for miko."

"'had to'? you should be grateful i still tolerate you despite your attitude." has he rubbed off on you already?

"last i checked, i wasn't the one to judge a book by its cover." he says, sounding uninterested in the conversation, dropping his eyelids in a 'get on with it already' manner.

at his words, you feel your stomach sink in. of course he still remembered it. and your gut said he'd not let this down for eternity.

shoulders slumped, closing your book in defeat, you let out a sigh. "what is on saturday anyway?"

"some stupid charity event miko organized." he sighs "and she insists i bring a plus one this time."

"why not just ditch? you strike me as the type to do so at least." giving you a glare that's somewhere between 'what the fuck is that supposed to mean' and 'shut up', he settles with tsking.

"and not one to do something for his mothers" you add with a slight tilt of your head, an amused smile beginning to bloom on your face. it sure was enjoyable to see him agitated like that.

"yeah yeah, whatever." he throws his head back and waves a hand. "the damn vixen just happens to know something i'd prefer buried in the past."

his way of referring to his mothers catches you off guard both times.

"so? are you coming or what?" he asks again, tapping a foot impatiently now.

bringing your index finger to your chin, you pretend to think for a moment. letting out a hum and mindlessly looking at the ceiling, you meet his stern gaze– the hint of desperation must just be your imagination.

letting your arms fall, you only shrug. "sure, why not?"

#📎 no attachment #genshin impact #scaramouche #kunikuzushi #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #kunikuzushi x you #kunikuzushi x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #is this how u do cliffhangers? did it work??

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sleepyxxhead · 10 months

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Could u do Haikyuu setters getting mad at their s/o because they missed their game because they were busy? Thank u 💕

A/n: I’m so bad at writing angst but why is this such a good ideafjdkla;jfdskl TY FOR THE REQ!! I’ll do a pt. 2 with more setters/characters if you guys req.! Please req. more characters for me to do <3

Genres: angst | comfort

Characters: Kageyama Tobio | Kenma Kozume | Akaashi Keiji | Oikawa Toru

Kageyama Tobio - Please don’t leave me!

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You were sitting at your desk, getting some work done as you heard the door close. “Tobio?” You call out.

No response.

You found him sitting on your shared bed looking angry. “How’d you do, darling?” you ask tenderly.

“We won,” he mumbled with a scowl on his face.

“You don’t look like you’re too happy about it. What happened?” you sat down next to him on the bed.

He looked at you with a hurt expression on his face. “Why didn’t you come..?”

Your eyes immediately widened in shock. Guilt poured over you. “Tobio-”

“That was a really important game to me,” he whispered, voice trembling.

“I’m so sorry, I was busy with work-”

“You’re always busy with work!” he shouted out, tears welling up in his eyes. “You’re never there!”

“Tobio…” you whisper, tears of guilt and shame streaming down your cheeks.

Kageyama stood up, and walked out of the room. “Tobio..? Where are you going?”

“Tobio?” You ran after him, desperation rising in your chest. How could lose this? How would you live without him?

“TOBIO!” You cried out, bowing down on your knees.

Hearing the absolute anguish and distress in your voice, Kageyama turned around.

“Please don’t break up with me! I’m so so sorry! I’ll never miss a game of yours again! I love you with my whole heart so please don’t leave me!” You sobbed with misery, feeling the end drawing close.

Kageyama took a step towards you and kneeled down. The sound of misery and desperation in your voice hurt his heart too much to leave you. He tapped you on the head with his finger.

Looking up, you saw a broken version of Kageyama. His expression was calm, but his eyes full of hurt, his face wet from tears.

He stared into your eyes for just a second and pulled you into the tightest hug you had ever received.

“I love you too.”

Kenma Kozume - I forgive you

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Kenma: we won. omw to your house

Y/n: congrats! ily <3

Read at 8:23 p.m.

Kenma unlocked your front door with the spare key you gave him. After greeting your mom, he headed to your room.

“Kenma! Congrats!” you wrapped him up in a bear hug. “Kenma?” You tilted your head to the side, confused as to why Kenma looked so disappointed.

“What’s wrong, Ken?” you asked him.

“Nothing,” he whispered, looking at his feet.

“Kenma. Was it me?”

He turned his head towards you slowly, meeting your eyes. “I guess I’m just… mad at you.”

Your eyes widened. “I’m so sorry, what did I do?”

“It’s more like what you didn’t do…” he trailed off. “I wish you would’ve come to my game.”

He looked away from you, tears in his eyes. It wasn’t apparent, but Kenma actually cared about volleyball. He cared about a lot of things other than video games. He searched through the crowd to find you, hoping that you could find time to come, but he realized that you weren’t going to show up.

“Kenma…” you watched as he wept silently. “I’m so so sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“No. It’s not!” you yelled, fighting back tears. “I wasn’t there for you when it really mattered!” You wrapped him up into a hug, holding on tight. You couldn’t lose him. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me; I’ll come to all of your games from now on!”

“Y/n…” Kenma mumbled through tears. “I forgive you.”

Akaashi Keiji - Paradise

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“Akaashi?” You looked up from your laptop, hearing the door open. You’re eyebrows creased when you saw the angry expression on his face. “Is everything alright, darling? I thought you won.”

“We did win,” Akaashi mumbled bitterly. “You would’ve known that if you came, though.”

He tore off his coat and shook off his shoes before heading to your shared room. “Akaashi?” You followed him to your room, seeing him pacing back and forth.

“I’m sorry I was busy-”

“You’re always busy! You’re never there! You’ve come to one of my games in the two years that we’ve dated each other! This is something I care about! HOW COULD YOU NOT CARE!?” He shouted at you as tears fell down his face.

You stood in the doorway in shock, tears welling up in your eyes. You couldn’t bare to see the one you loved so much with so much pain and hurt in his eyes, but yet again, you were the one who had caused it.

You stood in silence as you watched him storm off and down the stairs. Suddenly, a thought appeared in your mind. I’m about to lose him.

Instantaneously, your feet started moving. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you yelled after Akaashi. “Please don’t leave! Let me fix this! Akaashi I love you!”

The front door slammed shut. It’s over. You’re paradise is leaving you.

You crumpled up into a ball, sobbing, mumbling to yourself, “Please don’t leave. I love you. I love you. I love you…”

Akaashi went on a walk. He needed to clear his mind. He was so angry at you, but the way you looked so broken when he left made him feel so guilty. Suddenly, a thought appeared in his head.

That’s it. She’s going to leave you.

His eyes widened at the sudden thought. Almost as fast as the thought came to him, he turned around and started sprinted towards home.

He opened the door, breathing heavily, to find you curled up into a ball on the ground, sleeping. He noticed that your eyes were puffy and your face was wet. Seeing you like that made him feel absolutely terrible.

He dried your face with his thumbs and scooped you up into his arms. He carried you to your bedroom and tucked you in. After he took a shower, he laid in bed next to you.

“I’m sorry Y/n. I didn’t mean to hurt you so badly. Please forgive me…” he said, voice shaking.

Your sleeping body wrapped your arms around Akaashi and pulled him closer. “I’m sorry,” you whispered into his chest.

Oikawa Toru - Addicted

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“Y/n, how could you miss that game! How could you miss so many games! You’re always too busy! Why can’t you just show up for once!” Oikawa shouted at you.

“I-I’m sorry Toru.” Your voice shook as you saw tears racing down his face.

He looked at you, the agony in his eyes stinging you.

“I’m sorry! You’re right! I’m never there when I should be! But please…” you trailed off, hot tears staining your face. “Don’t leave me. Please forgive me! I’ll show up to every ga-”

“I forgive you…” He looked to the side. “How could I not… When I love you so much? I love you so much it hurts. I get butterflies every time I see you! My stomach does flips when I hear your name! Y/n, your love is like a drug and I’m addicted. I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!”

You stood in front of him, eyes wide with shock.

“I’ll always forgive you Y/n. No matter what you do, I’ll always love you too much. No matter how painful, I’ll forgive you! No matter how-”

You wrapped your arms around Oikawa’s torso, holding him so tight you thought you might break his ribs.

“I forgive you, Y/n,” he whispered, holding you close. “I love you too much not to.”

A/n: OMG WHY IS ANGST SO HARD TO WRITE? My heart hurts. I hope yours does too. That’s how I’ll know I did my job 🫡. Have a nice day cutie <33

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