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#akaashi keiji x chubby reader
cottonlemonade · 21 days
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hi! can i please have a large mango lemonade with a slice of lemon for akaashi? <3
Recreational Reading
warnings: mdni, nsfw
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“Yes, how may I help you?“, you asked with a chuckle when you felt Keiji laying down on top of you.
After a long long week, filled with studies and horrendously boring term papers you had been looking forward to spending a cozy calming weekend with your boyfriend.
He had just come out of the shower and was obviously in a cuddly mood, joining you on the couch where you settled to read a book.
Wrapping his arms around your soft body he got comfortable, using your chest as a pillow. You smiled and went back to your book, letting your fingers comb through his damp hair, only stopping every so often to turn a page.
This was exactly what you needed.
After a while though, Keiji began to stir.
“Do you wanna do something?“, you asked, already about to put your book aside but your boyfriend just shook his head and scooched further down.
“No no, you just read your book, sweetheart. Don‘t let me distract you.“
“Eek! That tickles!“
He had brushed up your shirt to set gentle kisses on your tummy, his hands sliding down your side.
“Can you lift your hips for a second, my love?“
With quick, much practiced moves he pulled your comfy shorts along with your panties down and off your legs, letting them drop to the floor.
“Keiji-“
“Shh, go back to your book, don‘t mind me. I just need you right now.“
Easier said than done when he brought your leg up over his shoulder and your skin began to tingle where his lips were brushing against the inside of your thighs.
“Mmmh.“, he hummed happily when he leaned in to taste you. He looked up and licked his lips, meeting your eyes with curiosity. “Why aren’t you reading? You have to finish quickly, so I can read it next.“
“Kei-Keiji…”, you sighed when he dipped his head low again, kissing your pussy and luxuriously lapping at your folds. The words on the page in front of you blurred, but you tried to continue, tried not to go crazy on your boyfriend's so very talented tongue. You made it through about two short sentences, having to reread them over and over to grasp their meaning when you gave up. Keiji had added a finger to his teasing, making it very clear he wasn’t about to stop anytime soon.
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hvshinas · 3 months
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Devour
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Summary : Your King was absolutely insatiable.
Warnings : sexual themes, grammatical errors
A/N : Akaashi might be OOC to some, but I think I just made him even more cheeky than usual. Historical AU, but some of the dialect might be wrong
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“This is a horrible idea Your Highness”
You say as you back away slowly. Arms held out as you try to keep the force in front of you away, but your back meets the cold surface of the brick wall behind you and you know that you can’t escape. You’re trapped.
“My love, just a little taste wouldn’t hurt '' he purrs as he presses your hands to his chest before sliding his own to your waist, blue eyes glimmering with mischief.
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To the public eye Akaashi Keiji, the newly crowned king of the Kingdom of Ashshire, was the paragon of dignity and respect.
He commanded a room with little to no effort due to his imposing figure. His shoulders were always facing forward, never slouched. He looked directly into the eyes of those that spoke to him, and his confidence and pride never faltered in the presence of those considered of higher standing than him, but he was humble. Never believing himself to be better than others. He was kind. Always going out of his way to take care of the people of his new kingdom and it was one of the reasons you fell in love with him before you even knew that he was your betrothed, however that’s a story for another day.
But what the kingdom didn’t know. What the castle and all its employees didn’t know was that their new king had an insatiable appetite and he would eat whenever he felt like it — even if that was at the wedding of one of his closest friends.
“King Akaashi, this is neither the time nor place for such activities we both have duties to perform” you say with bated breath pushing against his chest to try and distant yourself from him
You feel his grip tighten around your waist as his lips travel down the length of your neck to the exposed tops of your breasts.
“Keiji ~” you whine “Keiji we truly do not have the time”
“My queen, I no longer have the patience to see you out of this dress. I need just a taste before we return”
His lips are on yours in an instant, tongue making a home in your mouth as he tries to memorize how you taste. Your tongue begins to move in time with his own, you’d like to believe that it’s against your will, but as you taste the remnants of the mulled wine he drank during dinner you can’t help the way you press your body into his and throw your arms around his neck, tangling your hands into the loose hair at the base of his neck
He soon pulls away, a smile tugging at his lips
“All that protest from you my queen, yet you’ve stopped trying to escape from my embrace. Wasn’t this, to quote your earlier statement, “neither the time nor place for such activities when we both have duties to perform”?
“Keiji, if you don’t put your lips against me I swear,” but he’s already on his knees before you, tossing the skirt of your dress over his head to claim his prize — your cunt.
He groans at the sight of you bare, glistening with your arousal. You wanted this just as badly as he and he would make sure to deliver.
He pulls his head from under you skirt, eyes blown in lust before he speaks
“Were you yearning for this my love? Your lips said differently, but your cunt, your cunt is weeping for me.”
And before you can respond to his brazen words he slips two fingers into your pulsing channel, ripping a moan from your throat that is far too loud for this tiny corridor to contain.
“Kei, your mouth, please your mouth”
“Whatever, my queen desires”
And then he’s back under your skirt, sealing his lips to your clit and moving his fingers against the soft, spongy wall of your vagina, pulling a pitiful cry from your throat.
You feel the coil in your stomach wind tighter and tighter at his ministrations and before you can even warn him that your about to tumble over the precipice you feel the coil break and you’re cumming all over the King’s face.
Your chest rises and falls rapidly as you try and steady your breathing, but it’s once again stolen from you as Keiji looks deep into your eyes as he sucks your essence from his fingers
“I can’t get enough of your taste my Queen. You’re sweeter than the finest wines and honeys. I could just devour you”
And as you see how strained he is against his trousers you know that there’s no possible way you’re going to make it back to the banquet hall on time to complete your duties
You would make sure to thoroughly apologize to Bokuto and his wife at a later time, you think as you line Keiji’s cock with your aching cunt.
Yes, you would definitely make sure the two of you apologized.
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sn00pism · 1 year
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Am I pretty?
Feeling down? don't worry, your dear Kou and Kei will take care of you. Characters: Bokuto Koutaro x chubby reader x Akaashi Keiji.
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You think I'm ugly (Don't you?) And I know you hate my body
You sighed as you looked at your friend Keiji, he seemed content in the volleyball court, setting for the loud Bokuto.
The duo were inseparable, after all they had been friends since little.
As a group of girls passed by, you heard them giggle, looking into the direction of your two friends, hearing them whisper and chuckle.
You frowned at your half eaten food, thoughts going to grim and obscure places about your appearance and most importantly about how your two best friends looked at you.
They would never see you as a woman, after all you're not slim and dainty and fragile, you have a bigger frame, thick thigs and cellulite, as well as some chub on your arms and stomach.
You set down your container with a sigh and looked at the manga editor and professional athlete in front of you, tossing the ball between each other.
Your sigh captured their attention, the ball falling to the ground until Bokuto picked it up, both of them joining you in the small picnic mat you had set up for the three of you.
"What's wrong, pretty?" Bokuto was the first one to ask, his yellow eyes slightly hidden by the black cap on his head.
"You can tell us anything, lovely… what's bothering you?" Akaashi asks while looking at you and pulling a strand of hair from your face.
Your frown deepens as you think you're bothering your friends with some useless thoughts, so you plaster a slight smile on your face.
"nothing much! College has me stressed that's all!" you lie through your teeth and while the answer satisfies Bokuto, it doesn't satisfy Akaashi, who just sighs.
"you're lying.. You have a smile on but it looks empty… besides, you haven't even finished your food.. Weren't you very hungry before? You always eat a lot and now you've barely eaten"
You pull a face at his words, of course he'd think you always eat, you're nothing but a fat friend. That's what you do.
"are you saying that I'm not okay because I didn't finish my food? Is that all you guys think I am? Just the fat friend who's always associated with food, right? Because I have this body I can't be anything more than just the fat friend"
You explode slightly, voice hard and eyes teary.
"pretty? That's not what Akaashi meant…"
"of course not! But it still stings to hear that you guys don't like my body! No one, not even you guys will ever see me as a woman and it hurts!" you sigh into your hands, crying softly.
You feel Bokuto's calloused hands pull away your hands from your face and feel Akaashi wipe your tears away.
"Sweetie, you can always change your ways… and we'll be there to help you out.. " Akaashi murmurs, watching you sniffle and nod
"I'm shit at cooking though, Kei.."
"we'll cook for you, love…"
Bokuto grabs one of your hands and Akaashi the other one, each of them raising them to kiss your knuckles, a smile affectionate smile on their face.
"who told you we don't like your body?" Akaashi murmurs against your skin.
"We've always liked your beautiful thighs… and your soft arms, and your cute tummy… we love you very much but we also get it if you want to change…" Bokuto smiles softly at you, then nuzzling his face into your neck.
"you're the most beautiful woman we have ever seen, lovely"
Tell me love oh "Am I pretty?"
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mydarlingem · 2 years
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don't take too long
hi besties!! this is the first nsfw piece i have written so idk if this is good or not. also like i may be self conscious about my body but i want a man to worship me fat and all?? so heres confident chubby reader! anyways here y'all go. if this is bad pls tell me.
keiji akaashi x gn chubby reader
400 wc
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keiji akaashi sat on the floor of his office, exhaustion weighed heavy on him. all he wanted was to get home to you, he missed you so much. it had been only a few hours, but your presence made the time go faster than it should. 
as if you were a psychic, his phone buzzed. he pulled it out of his pocket and smiled at your name on his screen. 
my angel <3
hi keiji when are you gonna be home? 
he sighed, he knew you hated his late nights almost as much as he did, he didnt like leaving you along for this long, he wanted to shower you in affection like you always did for him. he quickly typed out his response. 
hi pretty, finishing up here but will be home in about an hour, im sorry :(
my angel <3 
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dont take too long :) 
he clicked his messages excited to see whatever random animal picture you sent him and almost dropped his phone out of his hand. there were you, wearing only cute little underwear, chest, stomach, thighs all of it on display just for him. you were wearing such a seductive smile he found himself blushing just at the look on your face. 
your tummy squished up against your thighs, he felt like he was going to burst. you were breathtaking, the way your thighs were pressed up against each other, he wanted nothing more than to be between them. he made a mental note to ask you later to lock your thighs around his head while he worshiped you. what more could a man want from life than to be crushed between the thighs of their lover?
the confidence you always had for everything you did made him envious of you, he had never met someone like you. you were true to yourself, you were powerful and holy god you were sexy. you made him feel like a new man when you left love bites on his neck, when you stole the moans that escaped from his lips. 
what did he do to deserve such an angel like you? and how quickly could he get home to absolutely worship you? 
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uzuikyo · 1 year
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𓄷 10:02 ✦ akaashi keiji x f!chubby!reader
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メ̼ fluff, suggestive
メ̼ NOT PROOFREAD !! akaashi’s a tease, making out, flirty ass mfs
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“i’m so bloated,” you announced, pouting as you sat on the couch beside akaashi who was scrolling through his phone. you looked down at your belly, lightly squeezing and patting the flesh that was out and exposed because of how your fitted top was rolled up.
you glared at your boyfriend when he wasn’t acknowledging you and decided to annoy him by laying face down on his lap. “what are you so busy for that you aren’t even paying attention?” akaashi finally looked down on you, putting his phone down. “i would rather watch tiktok videos than deal with your whiny ass.” you knew it was meant as a joke, so you just rolled your eyes.
“i’m not! i was just saying how bloated i am,” you replied, “also i didn’t even know you have tiktok. i thought you said they were boring?” you raised an eyebrow, grinning. “shut up..” he mumbled and you squealed when you felt his big hands squeeze the back of your thighs. “keiji!” you laughed, trying to slap his hand away. “your fault for laying down on me like that.” you rolled your eyes at his reply.
“pervert.” akaashi narrowed his eyes as you just giggled, pulling yourself up and straddling him. “only for you,” he winked and you internally screamed when you felt his hands on your love handles. “c’mere.” akaashi pulled you down on his lap before giving you a quick peck in which you pouted after, trying to feel and receive more. your hands making their way under your man’s shirt.
“who’s the pervert now?” you ignored his teasing and leaned in for a real kiss this time, biting his lower lip and pulling away. the action making your hips unintentionally grind against his and a small groan emitted from akaashi’s mouth. “you drive me crazy, woman.”
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slut4msby · 4 months
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slut4msby masterlist
↪ about me
↪ reqs
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・ 。゚☆: *.☽ headcanons/scenarios [multiple characters]
↪ hq boys that love a chubby s/o
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・ 。゚☆: *.☽ x reader
☆ karasuno
↪ work wife. sawamura daichi
☆ seijoh
↪ like you love me. oikawa tooru
↪ i miss you. iwaizumi hajime
☆ nekoma
��� don't fuck your co-workers. kuroo tetsurō
☆ fukurodani
↪ motivation. akaashi keiji
☆ inarizaki
↪ happy new year? miya atsumu
↪ bad idea, right? suna rinatrō
↪ high school sweethearts. kita shinsuke
↪ flower shop girl. miya osamu
↪ i wish you were sober. miya atsumu
↪ birthday kisses. suna rintarō x reader
☆ other
↪ one of 'those'. sakusa kiyoomi (part one)
↪ one of 'those'. sakusa kiyoomi (part two)
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noonajoe · 1 year
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His Words of Affirmation (Akaashi Keiji x Insecure!Reader)
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"You're you, not them, and I choose you"
Synopsis: an insecure Y/N who hides when Akaashi's surrounded by his fans when he never tells her to hide. From all of her insecurity, he never stops to comfort her, even though she never tells him to.
TW: Self-Insecurity, Fluff, Comfort, Slice of Life
Word Count: 1100+
©noonajoe (Published on 7 March 2023 - 23:21 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.
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Akaashi is a really great person, he has a part-time contract as a model and also he’s studying at Tokyo University majoring in Science. But thanks to you, he managed to achieve all of them. When he was 17, he was a shy person, charismatic, yet he tends to take a normal life, just playing volleyball as he likes, and studying normally, he didn’t even think a little to be the best in his class. He just managed it equally. When he met you, you didn’t have many friends back then, with your tall-chubby appearance, 178cm tall, with about 70kg weight, you always find girls shorter than you, it’s rather 2; they are scared of your height, or just find you not pretty.
They were dating since she was 18 and he was 17, Y/N is the reason behind Akaashi’s success, she is one year older than him. She always studied with him and taught him subjects that had been taught to her as his upperclassman. She was a volleyball team manager when Akaashi’s 1st year, so it’s been a journey for them. She is also the one who finds Akaashi’s potential in modeling, so she always took pictures of him and taught him some model poses, convincing him that he would be a really great to be model. He found Y/N to be really supportive, emotionally understanding, and insightful, he felt an intense self-growth and comfort around her.
One day Akaashi finished his photoshoot late than usual, hurrying up before the cake shop closed. He wants to surprise his girlfriend, but some fans block him from going to the store, begging for autographs and selfies.
“Akaashi san! Please sign here”
“Akaashi san can I take a picture with you?”
“Akaashi san you’re so handsome, do you have a girlfriend?”
“Uh, my apologies ladies, can you please not push me here?” He really doesn’t care to answer any of their questions. Until he saw tall, black hair, and a beautiful figure, his girlfriend are standing further from him. She saw his boyfriend surrounded by many girls whom she know that are his fans.
“Y/N-”
She quickly hides behind the store corner, she didn’t want his fans to see him. He is confused, he never tells her to hide, even in front of his fans. And this is the first time she saw him surrounded by many girls, she must be shocked, but why hide?
After escaping from the girls telling them to go home, Akaashi is pretty strict reminding them. And when they left, he runs over to see her, still waiting in the corner. 
“Sweet?” he asked, panting, reaching her, really blaming himself because of him she have to hide like this.
“Uh… Are they gone?”
“Yeah… Sorry for that, but why did you hide, hon?”
“... Because you almost call my name”
“Yeah, but why hiding?”
“It will be gossip, Keiji. It could ruin your career”
“Sweet, I’m just a part-time contract model, I’m not that even famous, and I’m sure those girls just impulsively saw me in some cover magazine”
“Don’t say that. It could be your permanent career, you know?” she laughs.
They walk together to their apartment. It’s not far, but Keiji really needs to go to the bakery/cake shop.
“...”
“...”
“Sweet, what’s wrong?” He took her hand, it’s 4C at night so he could feel the cold.
“Hehe, it’s just, nice to see you improved so much as a model… Those girls are the proof” she said, playfully grabbing his hand.
“You should thank yourself then, hon.” he smiled. “You are my first photographer, remember? No one can change that fact”
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 “....Is that your honest feeling now, hon? Because from my eyes, you want to tell me something else” he tilted his head closer to her.
“Mhm, it’s okay, I mean… today it’s my birthday, and suddenly I saw those pretty girls, well when I saw that, what if one of them is your-”
Okay he knows where this conversation will drive to.
“No, I’ll stop, I know you are going to be sad if I tell you my insecurities-”
“No. Don’t” he drags her close, making sure her face looks at him.
“What?” she still smiled, looking at him dearly
“It’s okay, hon. Just tell me, but one thing for sure, you’re not them, none of them” he grabs her hand tightly, making sure she’s secure. Y/N tries really hard to be pretty, to be skinny, a standard that Keiji never agrees to. She really wants to be better to deserve him, but Keiji never forcing herself to that. Just having the spirit to always enlighten his mood, always comfort Keiji when he's sad, always supporting him with meals and kisses when he goes to work late or coming home late because of college projects, more importantly her willingness not to give up on challenges at their lowest point on their relationship. All of them are more than enough to make him want to stay with her until the end of the day.
He looked her in the eye and start praising her, through their sadness and joy,
“For last 5 years of relationship, each day I woke up for 3 years living together, I never think twice when I look at you, you know?” he tells her, it’s true, he never look at Y/N physically as standard for being a girlfriend.
“I know, girls are fragile and insecure, its our job as men to always comfort and make you secure. I am lucky to have you because I always feel enough, just us, even if I’m not a model or a science student that so many people praised my successful journey, they would never know that behind those, there is you, the only reason I survive through my journey, the only reason why I’m still happy going through my journey”
“Okay Keiji, stop- we’re in the middle in-” she almost cries herself up.
“I love you, my sweet. And I always will. I know my words of affirmation are only helping you temporarily, but I’m here permanently for you. I’ll explore many things to make you feel better so you can go through your sadness. Don’t feel bad about making me tired because of your insecurity, I choose to comfort you, it’s my duty.” He hugs her because she literally crying right now :(. For 5 years she still has insecurities and sadness, but she tried her best to always comfort herself through that. She is happy to accompany him, happy to create crafts with him and she is happy to cook for him.
“Keiji you’re so bad… Making me cry and my tears are freezing my face right now :(“ she releases her head from his hug. 
“Haha, sorry sweet” he caresses her cold tears, her face swollen that quick because of the cold weather.
Crap, it’s already 10 PM and the lights around the street start to turn off.
“Well, I guess bakeries already closed up right now, I’m really sorry I ruin your birthday into a fountain of tears, hon,” he said, still hugging her tight.
“Nah, it’s okay. Your words of affirmation is just more than enough for my 23rd birthday. Thank you, hon” she answers him, giving him a peck of a kiss.
“Shall we go home now?” He grabs her hand tightly.
“Yeah! Sure” she happily walks with him.
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lxstfuck · 2 years
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Hey There :) saw that your taking requests so I thought i would ask away.
I was hoping to ask for either a Akaashi x Y/N (female) or an Ushijima x Y/N.
I don't mind the nature of the NSFW, just that the reader would be a little chubby (much like myself) and that they have a breeding kink. Have a little thing for that the moment 😆
You can chose which character, as they both on my top simp list at the moment 😂😂
If you want any more info jsut let me know :)
Looking forward to reading it soon :)
A/N: i decided to do both bc I'm a sucker for them as well. They're submissive and breedable
Tags: breeding kink (duh), top fem reader, chubby reader (Don't like, don't read), praise, titty sucking, pegging.
«Fill me up!»
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Akaashi was known for being a calm man. A man who had the girls lining up to get a taste of him but oh little did they know the skilled man was not interested. He had fallen for the girl he loved the most, y/n. She got a lot of hate because she was a little chubby but that didn't stop her from being with him. He adored her. Everyone thought he had you on his slim finger, when it really was the other way around.
“Mommy please!”
Yes. He was reduced to crumbs when it came to you.
“Such a good boy Keiji, taking me so well.” Praise rolled off your tongue and he repeated your name like a prayer as you slid inside of him. He was tired and he wanted nothing but praise and lots of love from you. “Open your eyes baby.” You said softly as you left a trail of kisses on his jawline and neck. He was facing you, legs wrapped on your sides and up until now his head was thrown back and his eyes closed. Whenever it came to you he couldn't keep in his excitement.
“Gonna look so pretty hmm, gonna make me a real mommy?” You ask even though you're inside of him. He nods hurriedly and he can't help but bounce on the plastic dick and bury his head in your neck. A bright blush covering up to his ears and gasp leaving him as his body shivered in pleasure.
“Cum! Cumming!” You chuckled and you snake your hand to his throbbing cock and start pumping him.
Loud moans left his lips and his slim body trembled in anticipation as he came. Both of your bodies covered up in his seed and sweat. You lick your lips as you look at the little mess he was.
“That load was supposed to go inside me. But you can do that again, right?”
Let's say it was a long night.
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It all had started with a simple action. Your husband, Ushijima, had seen a couple with a baby and it all came down to this. A hot night with his wife.
Right now you were on top of him, his cock sunk up inside you as he lifted his hips up and down in a hurried pace. Almost like he was in heat and he was longing for release. But he knew better than that. He knew he had an adorable wife that he needed to please as well and he does. He grabs your sides, plush thighs and sometimes his hands would travel to your breasts and play with them. He would suck at your sensitive bud and bite it softly.
“Gonna fill you up good mommy” He mumbles as he buries his head in your neck with a low grunt. “I can right? Please let me fill you up."
I between soft moans and breathy moans you tell him he's been a good boy and if he makes you cum first you would allow him to cum inside. And that only made him burn up in lust even more. Sweet boy was so focused on making you cum he started sucking on your tits even harsher and you couldn't tell him to stop or even to punish him because he was being so cute like this.
“Lay down" You say and he does. He whines when he lost the touch of your silky walls in his dick but eventually he got it back. “Let mommy milk you dry hm?"
He nods frantically as you start going up and down in his length. He just sighed and lowly grunted at the sensation and view. He loved your body. He loved every curve, every part and everything you hated, he loved it. He lifted his hips and grabbed yours to keep you there but you only slapped his hands away as he whined.
“me first big boy” you said greedily as you fastened the pace. Up and down. And sometimes in circles. He moved his hand to your clit, playing with it and you couldn't help but laugh at this because he looked so desesperate to cum. His eyes looking how his cock disappeared in between your legs.
You leaned in and kissed him while you moaned while cumming.
“Our babies will look adorable”.
Was the last thing you say before feeling full of him. You stayed there literally riding the orgasm.
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HDHXJDJXJD ITS DONE. IT'S SHORT AND IM SORRY. HOPE YOU LIKED IT THO!
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naomimcoffeecard · 1 year
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FOREVER IN LOVE🌷
Akaashi keiji x fem reader
Warning : Akaashi being a big softie for reader and my bad grammer
Word count : 1,155
Summary : you are the princess of a flourished kingdom, the king took great care of enriching the kingdom and now All thanks to your father, you are also expected to do the same , burdened with your duties you get little to no time for yourself, so when you heard about the on going festival in your kingdom you are not going to lose this change but what you never expected was for your guard aka akaashi keiji who was your bestfriend since childhood (and crush) to go with you...
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The young blooded guard was on duty of guarding the crown princess's chambers that night . he was thinking about the last sixteen years he had spend with the princess .
He smiled fondly at the thought of four years old princess with short shiny hair and chubby cheeks .
While he was lost in his thought , a guard came up to him and handed him the princess 's schedule . On cue akaashi thanked his fellow colleague and turned around to knock on the princess's door
Except he didn't receive any response
"Princess are you awake ?"
Princess pardon me but I am coming in-"
The sight before him made his eyes widened
"What are you doing "
"I-"
The princess was in commoner's clothes about to jump out of her window
"You are sneaking out "akaashi continued
"It's not what it looks like!!"
" Sure " akaashi snorts
"Look keiji ,my dearest friend , you see there is a festival going on let me go please "
Akaashi smirks "you can go "
"YEAH-"
But I am going with you" akaashi smiled
"Oh c'mon I am eighteen already , I can take care of myself "you whined
"Make sure my father doesnt hear a thing about this "
Akaashi patted her hair and said " protecting you is my responsibility princess " the young princess rolled her eyes
" You sound like a fifty year old man, keiji and didn't I tell you to stop called me princess "
Akaashi laughed "sure princess"
You scoffed "let's get going "
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"Keiji what's that"
The princess pointed to the alluring food in the food stall .she was currently wearing some commoners clothes cause she shouldn't be recognised by anyone , akaashi 's words ,not her's
"It's dorayaki princess, it's a sweet dessert"
"Akaashi keiji go buy me that it's a order from your future queen "
She tried to look intimating but her angry eyes and slight pout made her look as harmful as a puppy
And how can akaashi resist that?
Akaashi did a fake salute and jogged to the food stall selling the sweet treat (with y/n following him like a puppy ) and ordered for two dorayaki , the old shop keeper smiled warmly at him and handed him his order not before saying that " it's been a while since I saw such a lovely couple " akaashi blushed at her words but somehow composed himself before saying " yes of course "
He returned back to his princess who was patiently sitting in one of the chairs
"Let's go princess "
"Keiji look at that" y/n's eyes shined as she looked at the stall in front of them.
"I really wanna try that target shooting game. Maybe I can win you a plushie! " Her face beamed at akaashis soft smile.
She hoped towards the stall with akaashi trailing behind her " 5 arrows please" y/n requested to the old shop keeper.
"Sure miss, here you go" Yn took the arrows and focused intently at the target.Instantly she hit the bulls eye and won 3 plushies
"yay!!" Y/n squeal in excitement "Keiji here you go! " She smiled proudly at her accomplishments She gave the plushies to akaashi but as soon as she looked at his Direction akaashi was already looking at her with nothing but admiration and fondness.
" Keiji" asked y/n and as on clue akaashi was snapped from his daydreaming (night) he blushed and took the three plushies from her .
They were both looking at each other until a Bright and dazzling light bloomed in the dark sky they sky was full of colours in an instant
"I know a better place to watch this " suggested akaashi He grabbed her hand startling her. But she liked it. He took her hand and they ran midst the crowd towards the hill top.
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Both of them settled down in a huge rock yn gasped for air The view was breathtaking all the splattered colors painted the dark sky.
While y/n was admiring the view someone else was admiring the person beside him.
They were still holding hands. Neither of them tried to let go of the others hand first."Y/n " akkashi softly called her name"Yes keiji? " She replied with dreamy eyes.
Akaashi gently cupped her chin and leaned closer "may i?" She nodded , Y/n closed her eyes and leaned towards him until both of their lips collides into a sweet kiss. His lips tasted exactly like peaches and honey. It seemed to yn as if akaashi has been waiting for this for a long time. He held onto her like she was going to leave at any moment. She could feel the longing on his lips.
Akaashi grapped her waist and deepened the kiss.
Yn blushed and felt her cheeks heat up "Is this okay princess" He gasped for air in between the kisses,
Yn loved him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and twirled his soft hair. She has been waiting to do this for too long.
Finally they had to part due to the burning need of oxygen in their lungs "Why did you kiss me keiji? Tell me the reason. I need to hear it. " She demanded
"You already know the reason princess" "what is the reason keiji?"
"I think I am in love with you princess. "
akaashi panted with tinted cheeks Yns eyes widened in shock She never expected the boy who was always so calm and caring love someone as scatter brained and tense person like her
She pulled him by his collar for another kiss.cThis time the kiss was more gentle but full of passion and love .
After what felt like ages they pulled apart. "I love you too keiji, I think I always have."
"I have loved you at every ball, everytime you stole my clothes to sneak out, every single day ive been by your side. " He confessed.
"Me too keiji always and forever" Yn repliedYn leaned on his shoulder.And they let the world pass them by. The only thing they needed was each other.
The end.💐
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ahses-world · 1 year
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FOREVER IN LOVE
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Akaashi keiji x fem reader
Warning : a little suggestive in the end akaashi being a big softie for reader and my bad grammer 😭
Word count : 1,155
Summary : you are the princess of a flourished kingdom, the king took great care of enriching the kingdom and now All thanks to your father, you are also expected to do the same , burdened with your duties you get little to no time for yourself, so when you heard about the on going festival in your kingdom you are not going to lose this change .
but what you never expected was for your guard aka akaashi keiji who was your bestfriend since childhood (and crush) to go with you...
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The young blooded guard was on duty of guarding the crown princess's chambers that night . he was thinking about the last sixteen years he had spend with the princess .
He smiled fondly at the thought of four years old princess with short shiny hair and chubby cheeks .
While he was lost in his thought , a guard came up to him and handed him the princess 's schedule . On cue akaashi thanked his fellow colleague and turned around to knock on the princess's door
Except he didn't receive any response
"Princess are you awake ?"
Princess pardon me but I am comming in-"
The sight before him made his eyes widened
"What are you doing "
"I-"
The princess in commone's clothes about to jump out of her window
"You are sneaking out "akaashi continued
"It's not what it looks !!"
" Sure " akaashi snorts
"Look keiji ,my dearest friend , you see there is a festival going hehe let me go please "
Akaashi smirks "you can go "
"YEAH-"
But I am going with you" akaashi smiled
"On c'mon I am eighteen ready , I can take care of my self "you whined
"Make sure my father doest hear a thing about this "
Akaashi patted her hair and said " protecting you is my responsibility princess " the young princess rolled her eyes
" You sound like a fifty year old keiji and didn't I told you to stop called me princess "
Akaashi laughed "sure princess"
You scoffed "let's get going "
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"Keiji what's that"
The princess pointed to the alluring food in the food stall .she was currently wearing some commoners clothes cause she shouldn't be recognised by anyone , akaashi 's words ,not her's
"It's dorayaki princess, it's a sweet dessert"
"Akaashi keiji go buy me that it's a order from your future queen "
She tried to look intimating but her angry eyes and slight pout made her look as harmful as a puppy
And how can akaashi resist that?
Akaashi did a fake salute and jogged to the food stall selling the sweet treat (with y/n following him like a puppy ) and ordered for two dorayaki , the old shop keeper smiled warmly at him and handed him his order not before saying that " it's been a while since I saw such a lovely couple " akaashi blushed at her words but somehow composed himself before saying " yes of course "
He returned back to his princess who was patiently sitting in one of the chairs
"Let's go princess "
"Keiji look at that" y/n's eyes shined as she looked at the stall in front of them.
"I really wanna try that target shooting game. Maybe I can win you a plushie! " Her face beamed at akaashis soft smile.
She hoped towards the stall with akaashi trailing behind her " 5 arrows please" y/n requested to the old shop keeper.
"Sure miss, here you go" Yn took the arrows and focused intently at the target.Instantly she hit the bulls eye and won 3 plushies
"yay!!" Y/n squeal in excitement "Keiji here you go! " She smiled proudly at her accomplishments She gave the plushies to akaashi but as soon as she looked at his Direction akaashi was already looking at her with nothing but admiration and fondness.
" Keiji" asked y/n and as on clue akaashi was snapped from his daydreaming (night) he blushed and took the three plushies from her .
They were both looking at each other until a Bright and dazzling light bloomed in the dark sky they sky was full of colours in an instant
"I know a better place to watch this " suggested akaashi He grabbed her hand startling her. But she liked it. He took her hand and they ran midst the crowd towards the hill top.
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Both of them settled down in a huge rock yn gasped for air The view was breathtaking all the splattered colors painted the dark sky.
While y/n was admiring the view someone else was admiring the person beside him.
They were still holding hands. Neither of them tried to let go of the others hand first."Y/n " akkashi softly called her name"Yes keiji? " She replied with dreamy eyes.
Akaashi gently cupped her chin and leaned closer "may i?" She nodded , Y/n closed her eyes and leaned towards him until both of their lips collides into a sweet kiss. His lips tasted exactly like peaches and honey. It seemed to yn as if akaashi has been waiting for this for a long time. He held onto her like she was going to leave at any moment. She could feel the longing on his lips.
Akaashi grapped her waist and deepened the kiss.
Yn blushed and felt her cheeks heat up "Is this okay princess" He gasped for air in between the kisses,
Yn loved him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and twirled his soft hair. She has been waiting to do this for too long.
Finally they had to part due to the burning need of oxygen in their lungs "Why did you kiss me keiji? Tell me the reason. I need to hear it. " She demanded
"You already know the reason princess" "what is the reason keiji?"
"I think I am in love with you princess"
akaashi panted with tinted cheeks Yns eyes widened in shock She never expected the boy who was always so calm and caring love someone as scatter brained and tense person like her
She pulled him by his collar for another kiss.cThis time the kiss was more gentle but full of passion and love .
After what felt like ages they pulled apart. "I love you too keiji, I think I always have."
"I have loved you at every ball, everytime you stole my clothes to sneak out, every single day ive been by your side. " He confessed.
"Me too keiji always and forever" Yn repliedYn leaned on his shoulder.And they let the world pass them by. The only thing they needed was each other
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cottonlemonade · 23 days
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Recon
word count: 442 || avg. reading time: 2 mins.
pairing: Akaashi x chubby!Reader
genre: fluff, pining
warnings: none
synopsis: Akaashi is trying to find out if you have a boyfriend
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“Are you hungry?”, Akaashi asked.
Without really waiting for your reply he bought two cheesy corn dogs and a yakisoba bun to share. You sat on a bench overlooking the patch of green in the park where you had met up to compare notes, enjoying the first rays of actually warming sunlight. In his imagination Akaashi wished he could lay in the grass with you, his head in your soft lap while you’d run your fingers through his hair. You’d talk about books and movies and he’d bring your hand to his lips, brushing butterfly kisses on your skin.
"Do the new first years get along well with the team?", you asked, about halfway through your corn dog. The setter snapped out of his daydream, hoping he hadn’t stared at you too much.
"Oh yeah. They are all Bokuto-senpai this and Bokuto-senpai that. It's all he can talk about.”
You laughed. “So Kotarou is also really fond of them, then?”
Akaashi gave you a studying look at your use of the captain’s first name then focused on a blade of grass sticking through his shoelace.
“Yeah, I am almost sure they’re gonna start a fanclub for him soon.”, he said with an awkward, slightly stiff laugh and glanced over at you taking another bite, struggling with a long strand of cheese, “So uhm, are you and Bokuto-san...?” He let the question hang in the air, silently praying that you understood.
“Are we what?”, you asked in a light tone.
“Are you two … I mean, do you… and does he… Are you?”
You squinted, failing to hide a grin.
“We are friends, yes.”
“Oh okay. Good.” To be fair he doubted that Bokuto-san would have kept quiet about a potential relationship but he wanted to make sure. However, Akaashi didn’t want you to think you’d have to hide it if you felt something for his friend. You wouldn’t be the first. “He is a really good guy. Handsome, too.”
“Do you want me to put in a good word for you?”, you chuckled and his ears practically glowed.
“So you’re not … with him?”
“Nope.” It was truly a joy to see the usually composed setter fumble for his words so much - he was just too adorable.
Akaashi let out a deep breath, obviously relieved that this hurdle was taken, but apparently got ready for the next one.
Meanwhile, you finished off your corn dog.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
Screaming wouldn’t be an acceptable response in this situation, you were sure. But you really had to put all your strength into your voice to keep it normal.
“No, I don’t.”
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hvshinas · 2 months
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𝐑𝐮𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠
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Summary: You just had to make it home before they found you
Warnings : None
A/N: This is the second installment in the Shrike Universe. The first installment in this series is Devour (I would definitely check it out if you haven’t already read it). This story will show how Akaashi and the reader met and got together.
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“Run. Don’t let them catch you. Run!”
Is the mantra you repeat to yourself over and over again as you race through the dense forest of birch, pine, and evergreens; their vibrant shades of deep burgundies, warm oranges, and rich emeralds blurring together in your peripherals as you pass by, crushing their fallen leaves underfoot in your haste.
Your lungs are on fire.
Erratic heartbeats thrumming rapidly in your ears so loudly you’re surprised you heart is still contained within your chest
You can feel the hood of your cloak rattle around your head as you push against the wind. The icy currents passing through you and chilling you to the bone, making you wish that you had put on your thickest cloak before you departed this morning, but you can’t think of the past right now, not when there is something more important to focus on — the present.
You only had a mile or so remaining before you reached home and successfully avoided your parents noticing that you managed to sneak away. . . again.
But as fate would have it, being able to make it home without being caught was just a sweet, unreachable dream when you hear the distant murmurs of your keepers.
“Princess, reveal yourself!” a gruff, gravely voice calls out, laced with irritation and a subtle hint of anger.
“We both know that you’re out here. There’s no use in trying to conceal your presence from us” another voice, dripping with amusement, calls following the first.
You sigh, sliding to the ground behind a large, moss-covered boulder to hide yourself. You knew that the slightest sound would alert the two of your location, so you cover your mouth with your hands to try and reign in your heavy breathing, knowing that if Iwaizumi and Oikawa found you they wouldn’t let you off this time.
They would tell your parents that you had run from the castle to go on one of your “adventures” again. The king and queen would look at you, disappointment flittering in their eyes, again. Then you would be forced to recall the duties of a Princess with your teacher . . . again, and you quite simply — refused.
So with the skill of a thief you slip from behind the boulder you were using as cover, careful to not step on the fallen leaves that surrounded you, but just as you’re about to make your escape an arm winds itself around your waist preventing you from even attempting to flee
“Found you~” Oikawa says in a sing song voice as he rocks you side to side, like some overgrown cat
“Princess, we’ll be escorting you home now” Iwaizumi follows,
“Oh both of you piss off! You know I hate when the two of you use my title. If you continue you’ll make me angry” you say as you try to break yourself out of Toru’s grasp, but you know it’s for naught. You were caught.
Oikawa soon hands you off to Iwaizumi.
Who places you at the front of his saddle, knowing that if he let you sit you down behind him you would only attempt to flee once more. You sigh, acknowledging your capture as you lean against Hajime’s chest, but you’re not defeated yet. There was still time between the forest and Ashshire for you to come up with a convincing reason for your departure before you came face to face with your parents.
You just hoped that they would believe you.
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honeystwiggypeach · 2 years
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Don’t grow up too fast!
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Dad!akaashi x Mom!reader
Tw~reader and Akaashi are married
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When you met Akaashi, you never would have guessed that a few years down the line you’d have a precious little daughter.
She had gotten the best of both features from you and Keiji, she looked absolutely adorable, she had wavy black hair and pretty dark eyes, in that aspect she looked like Keiji, with her pretty little chubby cheeks.
Both you and Keiji had absolutely no idea what to do with yourselves, she was a little angel always so quiet and sleepy.
One evening you’d gone into the living room to tell your husband that you’d finished cooking dinner to see him sat in the rocker, little Keiko sleeping on his chest as he uses on of his legs to gently push the rocker back of forth as he hums lightly.
You smile fondly as you watch the two of them just hoping she’d stay little for now.
But as time passes and you near Keiko’s first birthday, you think to yourself maybe your ok with her growing up it’s bittersweet you think standing near Akaashi as he sets down the baby pink smash cake before everyone begins singing happy birthday to Keiko who giggles and smiles happily.
She babbles about waving her chunky little arms around while everyone claps for her before she blows a little raspberry something Bokuto taught her how to do, “dada” she babbles waving her arms again as you and Keiji stare at her in awe.
Before you know it he’s gently picking her up and peppering kisses on her little cheeks asking her to repeat it while she giggles.
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Should I also write Suga when I write Bokuto and Oikawa as dads🤨(or anyone else pls tell me if you want any other characters I’d love to write them!!!)
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ao3feed-iwaoi · 2 years
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Summer
Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/eY5inld
by slvt4Yelena
In which→ You and Bokuto meet each other in high school, but do strangers really last?
university Au + Bokuto x f!reader (she/her) implied chubby
warnings: angst smut implied time skip spoilers school first love
All rights to the creator of Haikyuu I don't own Haikyuu nor any of the images/songs/characters/gifs in the story I only own the plot of this book and some ocs
©slvt4Yelena
Words: 812, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M
Characters: Bokuto Koutarou, Bokuto Koutarou's Sisters, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kozume Kenma, Akaashi Keiji, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou, Yaku Morisuke, Haiba Lev, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi
Relationships: Bokuto Koutarou/Reader, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Haiba Lev/Yaku Morisuke, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Bokuto Koutarou & Reader, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou
Additional Tags: Angst, Summer Love, Alternate Universe - College/University, High School, Smut, Fluff, Falling In Love, First Love, Friends to Lovers, Strangers to Lovers
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/eY5inld
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tinywooniverse · 3 years
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the boy in apt. 218
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pairing: akaashi x plus sized fem reader
genre: fluff (maybe?), a little angst if you squint, college au
warnings: drinking (that’s all i can think of but if there are any others let me know)
word count: 6.5k (i got excited about writing again and got carried away so i hope your readers enjoy a long fic)
summary: the messy, raven haired boy from apartment 218 takes you on an emotional whirlwind.
a/n: this is a part of the curves and kisses collab started by @ceo-of-daichi so i hope everyone enjoys! (also i do type in all lowercase letters so i hope that’s not a problem for anyone)
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“happy move in day roomie!!!!” your roommate, asami, says in a song bird-y tone as she bursts into your shared apartment with her suitcases in hand.
“well hello to you too, miss sunshine. happy move in day,” you say, adjusting the throw pillows on the couch before sitting down, “did you see the apartment manager’s texts about there being a get together in the lobby? she said something about everyone living here getting to know each other so we can avoid having to come her with conflicts when they arise.”
“i sure did see and we’re going so we can see if there are any hot guys that we haven’t managed to catch on campus yet.” she jokes.
“you’re going for that reason asami. emphasis on the you’re. i’m going so that you aren’t the only one i’m stuck with for the rest of my college life and then some.”
“wow just when i thought you couldn’t get meaner here you go saying these things.” she says, faking a pout.
“i know, i’m just the worst aren’t i,” you grin, grabbing one of her many bags, “besides, a college sweetheart might be nice in theory but i’m not gonna go looking for it. that’s the best way to get myself hurt or severely embarrassed. i’ll save myself the grief and let you be the friend that all the guys oogle at.”
“come on y/n, you know it’s not gonna be like this forever. someday someone is gonna look right past me and go directly to you and you know this. if i was a guy, hell, if i liked girls myself i totally would. you just need to be ready when that day comes. i know i am.” she replies, unpacking the bag with her toiletries and putting them away.
“you’re saying these things because we’re best friends. you think i’m gorgeous regardless of how i look.”
with this said, all that asami could do was think about what to say next. what you said was harsh but that’s how you look at the world when this very world shows and tells you how worthless you are because you don’t have the acceptable look. of course, your best friend and roommate, asami yuu, would never understand this exactly. she was a very lean, gorgeous girl who was sought after by everyone, her absolutely amazing personality aside. she couldn’t possibly know what you feel like every single moment of your life. you weren’t not pretty, you were actually very good looking but all of that gets thrown out the window when you aren’t small bodied.
“you can think whatever you want as long as you know that i mean exactly what i say,” she states, “i promise we would be girlfriends right now if i was attracted to women.”
“okay asami,” you giggle helping her hang a few decorations around her room, “do you wanna talk about our hypothetical life together or do you wanna see what hot guys live in our building?”
“hot guys please.” she says, pulling you out of the apartment.
when you get to the lobby you find that there are quite a few people that are already mingling. asami goes to introduce herself to some people and talk with others she had met before coming back over to you and catching you up on who’s who.
“any hot guys?” you ask to amuse your friend.
“i mean yeah but did you see the one guy? he’s the looker of this apartment building. all the girls i talked to mentioned him.” she yammers and you rolled your eyes slightly.
“no i told you i wasn’t here for this.”
“well he’s walking over here so i hope you’re ready to make some friends.” she smiles, for extra friendliness point you assume.
“they’re here for you anyways.” you scoff lightly.
you watch as a raven haired boy and his friend with black and gray hair that resembled that of an owl walk up to you. they were both admittedly attractive, very fit guys and the latter of the two looked entirely to happy to be here.
“hey hey hey,” the gray haired one exclaims loudly, “i’m bokuto and this is my best friend akaashi. he wanted to come over and say hi to you.”
“thank you bokuto. you could’ve just let me introduce myself and save the embarrassing comment for another time.” the other boy, akaashi, says.
“well hi! i’m asami.” she greets, holding our her hand, to which the both of them shake.
“and you?” akaashi asked, looking at you with an eyebrow cocked, awaiting your answer.
you had been staring off into space. it was a habit that you had grew into a while ago. usually when people came up to you they came up to talk to asami and never acknowledged your presence so you’ve learned to fill that time with mindless daydreaming. so it came as a surprise that akaashi had also wanted to engage in conversation with you as well.
“i’m, uh, y/n.” you stammer.
“that’s a nice name,” he compliments while maintaining prolonged eye contact, “what apartment do you stay in?”
“we’re in 215,” asami answers and he turns back to her, “how about you guys?”
“that’s wild,” bokuto chimes in excitedly, “we stay a few doors down in 218!”
“how about we hang out later today after everyone settles in?” akaashi suggests looking over at you, noticing that your attention was yet again somewhere else.
“ yeah that’d be cool,” your best friend accepts, taking the lead in the conversation, “how about we exchange numbers?”
they exchange numbers and walk up to your apartments, bokuto pointing out the apartment he shared with his best friend before you walk into your own, parting ways for the time being. asami closes the door behind the both of you, turning around to look at you with a her jaw on the floor.
“what?” you ask, looking back at her with your head cocked to the side. 
“ummmm i know we just talked about someone swooping in and wanting to get to know you instead of me. i manifested this, i am the definition of power,” she cheers, raising her arms as if she were a god while you stared blank faced, unsure of what she meant, “oh you cant seriously be that stupid.”
“well look who’s the mean one now,” you complain, sitting on the couch, “but if you mean bokuto i’m pretty sure he was just excited to make some new friends. he seems like the type to be excited over anything really so i didn’t think anything of it.”
“you really are that stupid, i can’t believe it,” she puts her hands on your shoulders before shaking you, “i mean akaashi! he’s totally into you. maybe if your head wasn’t in the clouds every time someone came up to talk to us you would’ve noticed.”
“akaashi is easily the most looked at guys in this apartment, maybe even on campus once we go back to school. i know there will be plenty of girls lined up at his door once they find out where he lives. i assume he was just being courteous because he saw me standing alone while you went to talk to people.” you reveal, shrugging.
“i don’t think that’s the case at all. he wanted to conversate with you but you were too busy ignoring the world.” she lightheartedly scolds.
“you only see the things you want to.”
“and so do you,” she mocks, sporting a mischievous smile, “how about we make a bet?”
“what now?” you roll your eyes.
“we’re all hanging out right? how about we see who’s really right about akaashi? if it seems like he’s only being friendly then i owe you dinner.” she proposes.
“and if he’s magically smitten by me,” you ask, “what do i owe you?”
“you don’t owe me anything,” she beams, her smile growing wider making her look a little evil, “but you do have to ask mr. mysterious on a date.”
you hesitate for a moment, contemplating this bet. you would be a fool to think you were getting out of a bet with the queen of games and bets of all kinds. but you didn’t wanna put yourself in a position to be hyper aware of the behavior of a man you just met because your friend has a hunch that he may like you. in the end you know you what you have to do.
“let’s do it.”
you make you way to your room to finish unpacking what’s left while asami puts the finishing touches on the rest of your apartment when you get text from an unknown number.
xxx-xxx-xxxx
hey, it’s akaashi from 218. bokuto and i were wondering if it was okay if we hung out at your place. we would invite you over to ours but it’s a bit messy.
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hi. it’s fine with me. asami is ready for you guys whenever you wanna come over.
akaashi from 218
we’ll be over in a few minutes.
you questioned how akaashi had gotten your number when you don’t remember giving it to anyone.
“asami, akaashi somehow texted me and told me that he and bokuto were coming over,” you say, confusion lacing your voice, “did you give him my number?”
“perhaps,” she says and upon feeling your disapproval from the other room she begins to explain herself, “i mean you weren’t gonna give it to him yourself and i wanted to save you them embarrassment of looking like an asshole to your potential future boyfriend.”
you just ignored her explanation with a sigh and started folding and putting your clothes away until a knock on your door. you stand in the middle of your room listening as your roommate greets the visitors and lets them in. you briefly hear her tell them that you were in your room and that you would join them in a bit. you continue organizing your things while listening to the others talk and get to know each other. after a few minutes, however, a knock on your door startles you and you turn around to see akaashi standing in your door way.
“are you not gonna join the festivities?” he asks.
“i mean i was gonna finish up in here before gracing you all with my presence,” you inform him, “is there a reason for you to come looking for me? i thought you’d be entertained by asami’s antics.”
you motioned for him to come in and sit since it was a little awkward for him to be standing in you doorway. he sits in your beanbag chair, getting comfortable.
“oh yeah asami is super cool but she and bokuto are really similar and i can’t handle that by myself so i decided to come see what you were doing.” he shrugs.
“well we must be best friends now. first you’re looking for me and now you’re getting extra comfy in my room.” you say giving him a small smile which he reciprocates.
“yeah, something like that.” he nods.
you keep unpacking and remember that bet you and asami made before the boys came over, analyzing the behavior of the guy sitting in your room and come to the realization that you may have to hold up your end of the deal. 
your time spent alone with akaashi comes to an end when both of your roommates show up at your door,complaining.
“guys, this was supposed to be a group hangout.” asami grovels, crossing her arms.
“yeah akaashi, you’re hogging y/n. you can’t keep her all to yourself.” bokuto cosigns, pouting.
“alright guys, i guess i can pause what i’m doing,” you say, setting your stuff down, “just get out of my room please, i’m right behind you.”
everyone starts to file out of your room and as you leave asami catches you by the arm and looks at you with a glint in her eyes.
“i think you own someone a date.” she whispers.
“not so fast, he came to ask when i would be out and got comfortable in my beanbag chair. i couldn’t be rude and tell him to leave.” you explain, half lying and she glares at you before the both of you join the others.
you go to sit in a sofa chair next to where bokuto sat when asami pushes you out of way. the only seat left was next to akaashi on the love seat. you stand and stare at asami who feigned a smile of innocence.
“don’t worry y/n, akaashi may look mean but i promise he doesn’t bite.” bokuto says, happily.
you reluctantly sit next to the man, sitting as close to the arm of the couch as you were trying to avoid him like the plague so you could save yourself the embarrassment of asking this very good looking guy out after only meeting him one time. akaashi, however, takes your lack of space as a sign to spread out. he leans back, manspreads and lays his arms across the top of the couch. you glance over and get a bit flustered all the while wondering why a person who seems to keep his distance from people gets so comfortable around two people he’s never met until today.
regardless of your flustered state, everyone makes conversation relatively well. you all talk about how you and asami met and how bokuto and akaashi played volleyball in high school. everyone shared the normal, surface things that you would share with new friends. soon, the questions roll in about personal interests and in that moment asami felt like she would make things a little more interesting.
“so guys,” she starts, looking over at you, “what type of girls do you like? is there any specific body type you like?”
it felt like an attack on you, honestly, but you knew why she asked. all you could do was hold your breath and listen.
“well me, personally, i don’t mind any certain body types, i like them all,” bokuto says, smiling, “when i love or like a person their looks or body type don’t matter to me because i think they’re beautiful all the time!”
“very well said bokuto.” asami compliments.
he nods and it goes silent. everyone was waiting for akaashi’s answer. asami and bokuto stare at him before you look over at him to see if he was just plain not listening to catch him boldly scaling your body up and down. you turn away and clear your throat which breaks his hot gaze on you.
“oh um,” he stutters, “i mean i don’t really mind any body type but i do tend to be more attracted to girls on the thicker and plus sized side. i like soft women.”
you scoff as asami looks at you, practically with stars in her eyes. the attention turns to you.
“you’re just saying things, akaashi.”
“what are you talking about?” he asks as your friends sit back waiting for the drama to ensue.
“i mean i’m only making an assumption based on observations but you’re saying things like this because you’re sitting in a room with me, a plus sized girl, and you don’t want to upset me.” you spit as he looks at you with an amused look. asami face palms as if you just ruined everything.
“you think so?” he smirks and all you could do was nod. everyone’s eyes were still on you.
“so let me prove you wrong,” he says and you immediately heat up, “let’s hang out, just you and i, go out and do something.”
all you can squeak out was an okay and the entire room erupt in hoops and hollers. asami is squealing and bokuto is congratulating his friend for being so smooth. all you could do was sit there, wide eyed and stunned.
after the hype died down you all decided to call it a night and akaashi told you that he would call you to give you details of your hangout while asami just stands there bouncing on her toes excitedly. after you all parts ways yet again, asami squeals and hops up and down.
“i won, i won, i won,” she yells, “and you didn’t even have to ask him on a date isn’t that exciting?”
“you’re overreacting,” you sigh a sigh of relief that they were gone and you could finally breathe correctly, “also, it’s not a date. he said we were hanging out.”
“alone??? that sounds like a date you imbecile!” she says, nudging you. you roll your eyes and head off to your room to try to go to bed but asami follows you and starts bugging you until you have no choice but to get up and put her out.
when you and akaashi finally agree on a day and that day comes, he meets you in the lobby of your apartment building and walks you through the small college town to a cafe with little to no one there. you two sit and akaashi offers to order for you guys. when he walks away you check your phone to see a million texts from your best friend asking how everything was going but before you could even shoot a text back akaashi comes back with your drinks and sits. you give him an awkward smile as a thanks and he chuckles.
“what?” you ask, cocking your head to the side in confusion.
“nothing,” he says, sporting a smile that any girl would die for, “you’re just really quiet.”
“i don’t have much to say i guess.”
“well, how about you tell me about yourself?” he suggests and the conversation blossoms from there.
you tell him lots of obscure things about yourself. small stories turn to full blown giggle sessions. he tells you all about his and bokuto’s friendship and volleyball while you tell him all about your previous class activities while in high school. at some point you start exchanging pictures of yourselves from high school while akaashi shows lots of action shots from his time in volleyball. everything went so well that the time got away from you both and by the time you get back to your apartment it’s late evening, almost night time. of course, asami had words for you but all you could do was stare at her, just letting her talk.
that’s not where your time with the messy haired boy ends though. when classes start up, you and akaashi both realize that all of your classes run on the same time slots so you both had the same free time and you spent that free time with each other. coffee in the morning? akaashi was there with you. study time during mid day, between classes? akaashi was coming and he was bringing you lunch. classes were over and it was now time for dinner? akaashi was bringing bokuto and you were bringing asami for the friend group dinners. sometimes, akaashi would just take you to dinner as if he hadn’t had enough of you. and although you were spending all of this time with him, you had never asked him what exactly was going on between both of you. everything felt very platonic to you nothing ever progressed farther than just being alone together. frankly, you were scared to even ask or have that talk with him out of fear that it’d put a strain on the friendship that you had built. you figured he would just approach you first and let it be. however, a single day had changed the way you had thought of akaashi and what you could’ve been.
it felt weird that you hadn’t seen him at all that day but it soon became irrelevant because he had texted you and told you that he was busy but he would treat you to dinner later so you should meet in the same place you normally do after class.
you did as he said and when you showed up he was with a group of girls that were ogling over him. you were a bit hesitant but you walked up to him.
“hey akaashi?” you utter meekly, trying to ignore the dirty stares you were getting.
“who is this, kaashi? a friend of yours?” a girl questions, her voice dripping with what you could only decipher as an almost venom-like disgust. she was hanging off of his arm and, to be fair, they looked like a legit couple which didn’t help that you were already feeling a little off even witnessing this. she was absolutely gorgeous and, not to mention, thin. if you didn’t know any better you would definitely assume that they were together. she even gave him a cute nickname.
“yeah, something like that,” he answers, not breaking eye contact with you. it was like he was trying to tell you something, “it’s complicated.”
“i was just asking if we were still on for tonight but if you’re still busy then i can go home.” you say, looking away from him and glancing at the other girls who had seemed amused by the interaction.
“well i-” he started before getting interrupted by the same girl.
“actually he and i were gonna go get dinner. you’re free to join us if you want.” she retorts, sarcasm clear in her voice.
“oh no, that’s okay. i was planning on going with some friends,” you say, turning back to akaashi, “i’ll make sure bokuto tags along since you won’t be home.”
you give the group a curt smile before dismissing yourself, not allowing any more words to come from anyone else, listening to the giggles of the group as you walk away. you make your way home and gather the rest of your friends for dinner, trying to keep a brave face for them and while bokuto didn’t notice, asami had been your friend for long enough to know that there was something going on. when dinner was finally over and bokuto made his leave asami made you spill and you did. you couldn’t help but feel like you were overreacting but it was all so overwhelming for you. you liked him a lot so seeing with anyone other than you, especially someone so different from you was a big blow. asami had tried to be positive and look on the bright side but in the end all she could do was take care of you in your state of vulnerable state.
later that night akaashi had stopped by to talk but to no surprise, there was no answer at apartment 215.
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from that point on you avoided akaashi like the plague. you had changed your entire routine to ensure that he wouldn’t be able to find you on campus. coffee in the morning was no more. you no longer stayed on campus during midday and instead went back to your apartment. you stayed inside and ordered takeout most times, making sure to order extra and leave some at 218′s front door for bokuto just in case he hadn’t eaten. you blocked akaashi on everything imaginable in order to move on and pretend nothing ever happen. you even tried to keep your distance from bokuto in fear that he’d ask you about what happen but asami had assured you that that was too far and bokuto was still your friend. it took a lot of cheering up on your end to reassure bokuto that you didn’t hate him. this went on for a whole month and you were managing fairly well until one weekend while you were alone.
it was about two in the morning when you got a knock on your door and in your half asleep state you tried to ignore it, assuming it was someone who was at the wrong door but after a full minute of nonstop knocking you rolled out of bed a little angry that anyone would come to your humble abode at a time like this. you swing the door open, ready to give whoever was so rude to disturb your sleep an earful when you come face to face with akaashi. he was noticeably drunk, a red glow spread across his face and his hair was messier than normal. he basically let’s himself in and stand in the middle of the living room, swaying back and forth. you give him a cold, hard glare as he looks at you with a sad expression.
“what are you doing here at two in the morning when your apartment is a few feet away?” you ask coldly.
“i lost my key and didn’t wanna wake bokuto up. he gets super grumpy if i wake him up.” he slurs, rubbing the back of his neck.
“and so you decided to wake me up instead?”
“i needed to talk to you.” he says.
“there isn’t anything to talk about, akaashi.” you grumble, rather weakly.
“i think there is,” he accuses, hostility become clear even though his speech was impaired for the moment, “you’ve been avoiding me for the past month. i haven’t seen you once, not even in passing. i don’t understand what i could have possibly done.”
“i haven’t been avoiding you,” you say, turning your head to the side to avoid his eyes that were currently burning holes in you from staring so hard, “i’ve just been busy with some things is all.”
“and now you’re lying to me? unbelievable.” he chastises, sounding desperate.
“whatever you say ‘kaashi’.” you spit walking to your room.
“oh so that’s what this is about.” he follows, grabbing your hand to stop you from progressing, “where are you going?”
“no, it’s not and i’m getting my phone and calling bokuto so you can get out of my apartment.” you say, pulling away from from him so you could continue but he wouldn’t let you go.
“i wanna talk about this please.”
“no, akaashi, i don’t, and there’s nothing left to say,” you snap, trying to pry his fingers off of you.
when you finally manage get away from him you walk to your room and feel around in the dark for you phone which you conveniently can no longer find. while searching for it, you hear akaashi’s footsteps run past your room and to the bathroom where you follow him to and hear retching and gagging noises. you knock on the door to ask if he was okay to which he doesn’t reply. you stand outside the door listening to the toilet flush and when the noise subsides you hear sniffling which prompts you to open the door. akaashi was in a crumpled ball with his head between his legs, incoherently mumbling i’m sorry. you sit across from him with a softened gaze. you were both very vulnerable in this moment.
“akaashi-” you try to gather the right words to say before he cuts you off.
“look i don’t know what happened but i just want things back to the way were.” he says through sniffles.
all you could do was get up and grab a few things to help him clean up. you come with an extra toothbrush, a wash cloth for his face and some clothes he had left at your apartment once. he and bokuto always kept certain things here just in case one of them decided to fall asleep on your couch and had somewhere to be the next day. he brushes his teeth and you help him wash his face in his drunken state. he tries to wrap his arms loosely around your waist but after noticing how tense you were under his touch, he let go. you had left him to get changed and go to your room sitting on your bed, in the dark, and start to cry just like you had done so many nights before. once akaashi was done he made his way to where you were and stood in the doorway.
“what’s wrong?” he asks with a groggy voice.
“nothing,” you whisper, clearing you throat, “you can sleep on the couch tonight, but you have to leave in the morning before asami gets back.”
“no.”
“that wasn’t a question and i’m not arguing with you about this.” you say, the cold tone entering your voice yet again.
“i’m not leaving until we fix things between us,” he says sternly, “and you and i both know that asami won’t mind me being here.”
“there isn’t anything to fix akaashi. i told you i was busy.” you say trying to avoid anything escalating.
“clearly there is because you’re still lying,” he grunts, getting more frustrated, “and just so you know, those girls were my classmates who i was working on a group project with. i ditched them as soon as i could and by the time i did you were dodging me like i was the worst thing that could’ve ever happen to you. that shit hurt me, y/n.” 
“it wasn’t just that, akaashi,” you say tiredly, trying to swallow the lump in your throat, the only thing stopping you from crying, “you said those things when we first met and then you were never clear about anything else. i was constantly wondering if you were just doing things to be nice to me because you know not a lot of people are because i look like this. i was racking my brain daily on what your actions really meant because a lot of the things you did were platonic. those are things i would do for my best friend, hell, i’ve done some of those things for your best friend. i didn’t know if you were being nice because you wanted to get close to asami or what? she’s prettier than me, right? and then when i saw you with that one girl and saw how perfect you two looked together and how right it look it was a slap to the face. a reality check if you will. whatever you had in mind in the long run would’ve worked, you should’ve just thought about keeping my feelings out of it because now i’m hurt. more hurt than you actually.”
the room was now silent besides the sound of your sniffing and whimpering.
“well that sounds like a you problem,” akaashi slurs, “i never wanted asami. i didn’t even want that girl. but you couldn’t accept the fact that someone could actually like you and look beyond your body type which i explicitly said i liked a long time ago. but yeah feel free to blame me for this when this whole thing was both of our faults.”
you stare at his silhouette blankly and get up, grabbing a blanket.
“you’re a drunk asshole,” you say, shoving the blanket toward him, “when i wake up you better be gone. i never wanna see your face again.”
you push him away from the door and slam it in him face, tears pricking your eyes once again.
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when the morning comes, you open your eyes to see that you were not alone in your bed. akaashi had snuck into your room and now you were laying with your head on his chest while he was staring up at the ceiling, his fingers ghosting the exposed skin on your arm, mindlessly.
“good morning.” he says, letting his arm fall to his side.
“i told you to sleep on the couch why are you here?” you ask, tensing at your close proximity to him.
“i couldn’t sleep there,” he claims, keeping his gaze trained on the ceiling, “i haven’t sleep at all actually.”
a heavy silence washes over you two before he starts speaking again.
“i was an asshole to you last night,” he starts, finally turning his attention to you, “i have no right to bombard you at two in the morning and argue with you and then say what i said to save my own ass. i sincerely apologize.”
you nod and reluctantly accept his apology. he hesitantly continues, seemingly not knowing what to say.
“can we start over?” he asks.
“i don’t know akaashi.”
“let me explain first, please?” he pleads.
you nod and allow him to explain.
“i wanna start off on the right foot. when you and i first met i meant what i said and i failed to see things through on my side. i never did anything more than what you perceived as platonic because i thought you wouldn’t believe me and i didn’t wanna deal with oblivious rejection. but believe me when i say had feelings for you back then and i still have feelings for you now,” he begins, “now, thinking back, i could’ve done the bare minimum to at least hint at the fact that i felt something for you but i didn’t and that was my fault, i could’ve done more. and i fully understand, as much as i can, that seeing me the last time we saw each other was hurtful for you but i promise that it was nothing more than is doing a project and getting a grade. frankly, she was a bother and she wasn’t even my type. i just wish i had tried harder to get a hold of you before i showed up here drunk.”
“understandable.” you say as it was the only word you could muster up the courage to say.
“this time around i want to be completely clear,” he discloses, and upon seeing the confusion on your face he keeps speaking, “i want you to know exactly why i’m doing things for you. i wanna take you out and show you exactly how i feel about you. i wanna be a part of your life in ways that almost no one could even imagine. i wanna know you better than you know yourself. i want to be able to reassure you each and every night that you’re the one i want so we’ll never have go through this again. i want to be openly and stupidly in love with you.”
“akaashi, i don’t know if i can trust that.” you fret, frowning.
“we’ll take things slow, for you. until you can trust me. i just don’t want to lose you like this. we can do this your way y/n, i don’t mind.” he begs.
you sit, silently thinking of how to answer. akaashi becoming more anxious as more time goes by.
“i think i need to think about some things first. maybe try to see things from an outside perspective.” you falter. he lies back and sighs, staring at the ceiling yet again. his breaths become more and more shaky and staggered before he places a small kiss to your temple, getting up, gathering his things and leaving, shutting the door softly behind him.
you continued on with your day, extremely distracted by the thoughts of your night with akaashi and asami knew this immediately as she walked into the apartment.
“whoa there, what’s gotten into you?” she interrogates, setting her bag down.
“could you ask bokuto to come over?” you ask completely spaced out. she complies and soon enough the owl haired boy is standing in your living looking immensely confused.
you summarize the night before and this morning to your friends and they stare in shock as you tell them the happenings. once you finish, bokuto looks deep in thought, then starts speaking.
“well, y/n,” he starts with a complex look on his face, “if i can say one thing believable it’s that akaashi means everything he said to you. he’s like you since he laid eyes on you and i don’t blame him. if he hadn’t told me that he thought you were cute i surely would have came up and talked to you myself. no offense asami.”
“damn y/n you’re two for two this semester.” she says, trying to lighten the mood.
“the whole issue was a miscommunication but coming from someone that lives with him and has known him for so long i can assure you that what akaashi feels for you is very deep. he’s usually a very one track minded and indifferent to almost everyone. he only tolerates me because we’ve been friends for so long,” he explains, “but you’re all he can talk about all the time. from the first date to the first day of classes. even everything in between when you were friends and when you started ignoring him. he tells me all about it. he even freaked out when you started ghosting him. the amount of times i’ve had to lie about hanging out with you in order to not upset him all over again is astronomical. i don’t even know if it’s appropriate to say but akaashi loves you and wants to be with you from what i can see.”
“is there even anything to think about after hearing something like that from akaashi’s one source of credibility?” asami asks and you stare at her, trying to think of a way to spin the situation.
“no?”
“exactly, so it’s time for you to get up and make your way over to 218 to make amends with him.” she says getting up and pushing you towards the door, telling you not to come back until you and akaashi make up.
you tiptoe over to 218 as if walking would let him know that you were coming. you stand in front of his door, taking deep breaths, before knocking. when he comes to the door his eye are blood shot and his nose is red, evident that he had been crying. you stand before him, lifting your hand to his face and caress his cheek with your thumb as he closes his eyes, leaning into your touch. you tried to explain your change of heart but that action was all akaashi needed to know how you felt.
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akaashi kept his end of the deal and showed you exactly how he felt. he actually went the extra mile. he did things like showing up and your place with flowers, taking you out on random dates and coming to your place to study and bask in your presence. everything was so reassuring that not long after, the two of you started officially dating and akaashi could no longer hold back. he didn’t seem like the type to like pda but you were totally wrong, he was attached to you at the hip whether you like it or not.
one night, while you were alone and talking, you thought of something that was said to you once and decided to share it with him.
“hey kaashi,” you call and he hums in response, “bokuto told me that you both called dibs on me when you first saw me.”
“did he,” he asks looking down at you as your head lied on his chest and you nod, “did he also tell you he’s an idiot.”
“i mean he did say that if you didn’t come up to me that day then he would’ve.” you say and as soon as the words leave your mouth akaashi is straddling your hips.
“and i would’ve kicked his ass.” he says before showering your face in kisses as you giggle. he lets up for a minute to lock eyes with you.
“i love you, you know that right?”
“yes and i love you so much more, akkashi keiji.”
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ending a/n: this was the fic that cured my writer’s block so i hope everyone enjoyed. thank to @ceo-of-daichi for allowing me to join the curves and kisses collab and thank you to everyone reading this now! i know this is already a super long fic but if anyone wants some deleted scenes and such let me know!
~honey
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keiji loves chubby women. god he can't get enough of them. soft skin, love handles, tummy rolls, chubby cheeks and little double chin; he loves it all. he loves the feeling of his fingers digging into soft flesh, seeing fat jiggles with every thrust of his hips. puffy and plump pussies are his favorite; they're so soft, remind him of fresh dough, and oh so sweet. he just loves fleshy women.
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