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kiwanopie · 2 years
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Meeting a Beautiful Fan
w/sakusa kiyoomi, bokuto kotarou, and atsumu miya
fluff. 1k wc. rip to fictional friend aiko.
♡ Sakusa Kiyoomi
“Um, hello.”
“Hey….Hi.”
“Are you Sakusa Kyoomi?”
“Yeah, that’s-“ This is an angel. He’s looking at an angel right now. “That’s me.”
“Oh! Okay,” You nod, gesturing at the matching jersey in your hand. “If you’re not too busy, can you sign this jersey?”
Sakusa nods silently and reaches for the shirt, nearly swallowing his tongue as his fingers brush with yours. “Who should I… make it out to?”
“Oh um - if you can, can you just wish my friend a happy birthday? Her name’s Aiko.”
“Oh, this is a gift.” He sounds impassive but that’s because he’s having a meltdown on the inside. “‘Was wondering why I haven’t seen you at any of the games.”
“Yeah, my friend’s a huge fan but she’ll be overseas until next year so, I came and got some souvenirs to send her.” He nods at the explanation, but nearly overheats when you continue. “But your plays were amazing, this being the first time I’m seeing them in person. I can see why she’s such a big fan.”
“Thank you. I uh..” He glances around. “I appreciate it.”
“Uh no, thank you-“
“Wait there a sec- Miya!”
Atsumu looks over and trots to him with a smile, bouncing the novelty foam ball in his hand and nearly dropping it once he’s got a glance at the dime standing in front of his teammate.
“Heya there, angel-“
“Can I have that?” He points to the ball.
Atsumu immediately catches on. “Oh, sure thing! Here, gorgeous, ya want me ta sign it-“
“No.” Sakusa takes it out of his hand and scribbles on it with his pen. “Here, uh… keep this for yourself.”
“Hm? Oh.” You reach for the ball and Atsumu nearly croons at the sound of your voice. He nearly says something to, if not for the clear call of dibs drilling holes in his head as Sakusa side eyes him.
You smile and it’s straight out of a day dream. “I appreciate it, thank you.”
Sakusa nods as you side-step your way out of the line and they both wave back at you as you walk away.
Atsumu smacks his teeth. “There she goes, ma future wife walking off with your number.”
Sakusa elbows him.
♡ Bokuto Kotarou
“Uh, are you Bokuto?” A voice inquires softly behind him.
Kotarou turns with a gleeful smile to address the fan standing behind him. Smiling widely as he cheers from the deeper portion of his chest. “Hey, Hey….H-Hey!”
Holy shit.
You return his grin with a closed mouth smile as you bow, hardly paying any mind to the way his grin slowly falls into a disbelieving gape. “Nice to meet you.”
“Y-…Yeah, it really is!” He stammers a bit nervously. “Nice to meet you, I mean. It’s- It’s really nice to meet you too!”
You snicker somewhat and his chest caves in.
“That’s great!” Your attempt to exclaim with him is poor and a little cut off by the sheer silliness of trying to match his energy but it’s cute regardless. He barely registers the jersey in your hand, too busy planning out what your wedding reception is gonna look like.
“Is it okay if I ask you to sign this?” You simper.
Ko takes it out of your hand with an eager few nods. “Yeah! Of course!” He whips out his marker. “And what’s the pretty girl’s pretty name?”
“Oh, it’s- Well this is actually a gift for my friend, Aiko. Who’s a huge fan. But I’m-…My name’s ____.” You stumble a bit.
He nearly croons. Are you nervous? He’s the one staring at the girl of his dreams right now! Ah, and you’re such a good friend! Going out of your way to get your friend a gift like this! He swears he’d swoon over you if he could.
“Yeah? Birthday?” You nod as he regains a bit of his composure. “Cool. Cool. And are uh… are you a fan?”
“Me? Oh, this is actually my first game.” You admit. “But it was really fun watching you play. Your…line shots? I think? They’re super duper cool!” You beam up at him, he nearly clenches his heart in duress.
Ko gasps. “Thank you!! Sometimes I forget how to do ‘em!!” The two of you giggle a little together. “But I’m flattered regardless! Think after this match you’ll become a regular?”
You shrug. “Maybe. If I can find some time between school work.”
“College student?” You give him an affirming hum. “That’s really cool. Well - Hey, I’d like to see you again regardless?”
He rips a thin sheet of signing paper from the table beside him and bends to jot his phone number on it before folding it a couple times.
Ko turns back to you and somehow you’re even cuter than you were when he first looked at you. “If that’s… alright? Maybe we can catch a drink or something later?”
You give him a bit of a disbelieving smile but take it regardless. Belatedly he realizes what a small chance it was that you’d even be single. “O-Oh! Yeah sure that’d be great.”
Ko smiles excitedly, like he’s won twice today. “Great! Well, I’ll uh- I’ll talk to you later?”
“Definitely.” You smile, and he’s floating on cloud 9 as you start to walk away. “Bye!”
“Bye-Bye!”
♡ Atsumu Miya
Atsumu’s smile wavers when you shuffle into the front of the line but only because he’s a little too surprised to remain cordial. It’s not every day that your dream girl shows up in line to ask you for an autograph.
“Hello.”
“Hi,” He immediately grabs the foam ball to the left of him. “Didn’t know they let angels in here?”
You smile a little at his quip but you aren’t as affected by it as he’d like you to be. “Ah, that’s very kind of you, Miya-san. Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, gorgeous.” His chair creaks as he stands up, and he cradles the toy between his elbow as he reaches for the novelty plushie in your hand. “So, who am I makin’ it out to?”
“My friend, Aiko? It’s her birthday.” You shift on your heels as he signs the doll. “She’s a huge fan. I really wanted to surprise her.”
“Yeah? That’s awful sweet of ya.” He smiles. You glow under the gym lights, he doesn’t know if it’s the afterglow of success or just the sheer desirability you exude that’s making you so painfully attractive to him right now. “What’s Aiko’s friend's name is what I really wanna know?”
“Me? Oh, my name’s ____.”
“Figures.” He tuts. “It fits ya, pretty.”
Atsumu bounces the ball sitting in the crook of his arm down to his palms as he hands you back the toy, quickly scribbling a little note on it before you can get the chance to thank him for his signature.
“Hey,” He leans in hushedly, you follow his lead, “It’s gonna kill me if I miss a chance like this, so here.” Atsumu sneaks the ball into your hands. “If you’re available?”
You glance at his handwriting on the ball and smile abashedly. The little giggle you let out makes his face hot. “Yeah? Sure thing.”
“A’right!” He leans back cheerfully, waving you off before the rest of his fans can catch on. “See ya later then, sweetpea.”
You smile as he twiggles his fingers at you from the stand, watching you disappear into the crowd even as his next fan stands in front to receive their own signature.
The ball crunches slightly against your wandering fingers.
“Your future boyfriend, Tsumu. <3 xxx-xxx-xxx.”
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weareasong · 5 years
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When you said it was over
You shot right through my heart
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart
Oooh, I was so mad
I should've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart
Praying to a sky all black
Looking at the stars like they finna talk back
Looking at my phone like she finna call back
But last night I feel like probably ended all that
Cause by now she woulda sent a text in all caps
Then another one tryna take all back
Saying fuck you, I miss you or I hate you so much
Cause girls only say "hate you" to the guys they love
I know, I know, I know
The highs, the lows it comes and goes
You say "be real" I try, I don't
Cause you take anything and just make it everything
Kept my phone on silent ever since you got a ring (funny right?)
And I never cheated (I mean, maybe once, twice)
One time don't change everything
She ask why I don't feel the same, I'm still the same
She's still insane and now she's saying
When you said it was over
You shot right through my heart
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart
Oooh, I was so mad
I should've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart
Okay, skeet, smoke, sleep, call
Miss, text, woke, spoke
Lie, feel, Lisa ew, time, kill, months, still
I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy
I drank too much, please call me a cabby
Penthouse after party hoes want that addy
Fuck they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy
Third row is when you call, I hit cancel
Really? I hit answer, fuck I hate when that happens
Phone in my pocket for the whole night
And you heard bitches screamin' til my phone dies
Then she text me like "why you still talk to my mama?"
How the fuck you run around with condoms?
Why you make me get this tattoo?
Man, fuck this tattoo you the reason I wasn't single in college
What? All because I had you
Nigga I dont even have you
How am I suppose to get past you?
And she called the next guy spillin' some real shit
Now they problems he got to deal with
When you said it was over
You shot right through my heart
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart
Oooh, I was so mad
I should've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart
Girl, don't believe them hoes
Cause they don't wanna see us together
And you already know you're too fly
But baby, don't get your hair caught in the propellers
I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous
You know they never like it when you never say never
Long hair, red bone, but her pussy is hairless
Muah, I french kiss it like we in Paris
I be screaming out, "ain't no woman like the one I got"
But she be always worrying about the one I fucked
She said it's gonna be me, myself and I
Damn, that would make me a one-eyed fuck
Sch, I was so mad
Damn, you used to ride a nigga like a mo pad
sch--
But players fuck up, my bad
And just to keep from crying, I laughed
When you said it was over
You shot right through my heart
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart
Oooh, I was so mad
I should've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart
Baby, last time calling me baby
Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy
Baby, last time calling me baby
Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy
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