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noirflms · 3 days

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THE HOUSEHUSBAND LIFE — hq men

haikyuu men as househusbands. or haikyuu men who’d be good househusbands in general.

— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ AKAASHI KEIJI !

he is the one who keeps track of finance in the house , keeps track of how much you should spend even if you get a six-sum salary and love spending it on him even if he doesn't like it because he wants you to save for the future.

he also pretty much cooks all sorts of dishes and morning tea made by him is served to you in bed , he is just the best. buys groceries when you're out to work , keeps the house neat and clean — it's a penthouse so it's not much work as it's not that dirty all the time — keeps track of your health and if you're pretty much not skipping breakfast or lunch cuz he's there to spoon feed you at dinner.

he's not much fan of laundry just knows he has to fold it and keep it neatly in your shared closet and is pretty much a the best husband of all ( according to your mother ).

— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ SUGAWARA KOUSHI !

he is that type of house-husband who actually takes care of the loundry more than cooking and cleaning but still cleans the house just the way you like it — organized and neatly done. he doesn't step in the kitchen for he knows he might burn whatever he cooks so you don't let him step in there , it's either you come home and cook but if your tired , it's take out time!

whenever he does laundry he has a habit of smelling the clothes before folding for he like the smell of the detergent you use and the clothing softener should be if the best company because that is kinda professional when you go to work wearing soft and clean clothes.

dusts around the house with music playing in the background and does all the cleaning while blasting Oliva Rodrigo on the amazon echo you brought so he won't have to go on connecting his phone to the Bluetooth other than that he is just the best husband you could ask for.

— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ KITA SHINSUKE !

he is the package , can cook , cleans , does laundry , keeps track of all budgets and savings , knows every nook and cranny of the house and is happy being a house-husband for you. kita buys the best clothing softener and detergent , is a man of his words for if he promises breakfast in bed for you then you get it.

he sets up the house according to a taste that suits him and you like almsot all the time after seeing it on pinterest — yes HE HAS PINTEREST and you can't change my mind — cooks the best meals like you're in heaven to be eating such delicious meals , laundry is done and the house smells like lavander and you don't know how he does that and he keep it a secret ( it's just him using scented house cleaning stuff ).

grocery shopping is done with you because it's to lonely for him to go out so it's shopping time on the weekends , he is like a stay at home mum but you love him and for god sake who wouldn't want a man like KITA SHINSUKE.

— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ YAMAGUCHI TADASHI !

you enter the house with the smell of the most delicious food being cooked and when I say delicious , it's over the top delicious. he loves cooking so much that he forgets he has to clean as well and do laundry. yamaguchi almost does everything before stepping into the kitchen and prepare a bento for you in the early morning with starting to think for dinner — even though lunch is not even thought out yet — and what to be baked when your home.

it may not seem like but he has a passion for baking good for you.

he blasts playlist made for him by you and tsukki , and does the cleaning and laundry because sometimes it's to lonely in the house , he keeps track of time and when you're gonna come so he could prepare a bubble bath and then start with the cooking so you could have been relaxed and come eat with him.

when it's a weekend , he wakes up late but the breakfast is in his hands to be cooked , and in the evening it's time for him and you to have a baking session and you cherish this baby more than anything.

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taintedtort · 18 days

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hi hi hi, LOVED YOUR HCS N FLUFFS, can we get a haikyuu hc (any characters !! hehe wouldn't mind anyone) where the reader hugs their plushies instead of like cuddling w them, and n they suddenly got jealous n pouty 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 thank you so so so much, happy writing 🫶🏻🎀

" HUG ME! "

summary. you hug your plushie instead of them

characters. kenma, bokuto, kuroo, akaashi

warnings. gn!reader, none!

a/n. hi, tysm!!! hope these characters are fine! (unintentionally did the duos on nekoma and fukurodani oops)

KENMA

☆ he got you the stuffed animal, so it’s partly his fault. however, that doesn’t stop him from glaring daggers at it whenever you weren’t looking. it’s a cat plushie, one that you’d been wanting for a while, so of course he ordered it for you. he surprised you with it this morning, and you haven’t let go of the damn thing.

kenma is currently sat on your bed playing his switch, and usually you’d be cuddling up to him… but no. you have that stupid cat tucked under your chin and pressed to your chest as you lay facing away from him, scrolling on your phone.

you've been practically ignoring your boyfriend all day! too focused on that plushie that he so kindly bought you. he thought you’d give him lots of thanks and praise, but no. ignored.

he knows he’s being pouty, and that you’re just excited to finally have it, but cmon! your arms should be wrapped around him, not a cheap stuffed animal.

he finally cracks and nudges you, which he’s been contemplating doing for a while.

"hm?" you hum, not even turning to face him, too occupied with the video you’re watching on your phone.

he grumbles something under his breath before he’s pulling on your arm, forcing you to turn over and face him.

"cuddle with me," he murmurs, pulling you close and wrapping his arms around your waist. it’s not often he initiates cuddling or hugs, so you’re immediately focused on him, a big smile on your face. your attention shift causes you to forget your plushie, leaving it laying on the bed behind you. without a second thought, he sneakily snatches it up and tosses it to the floor without you noticing.

"finally…"

BOKUTO

☆ you two went on a little arcade date, and he’d won you a cute stuffie. it was a small teddy bear, and you fell in love with it when you saw it. bokuto, of course, spent at least $30 trying to get it for you. he’s not the best at claw machines, but he eventually was able to grab it for you.

you practically jumped up and down, snatching up the toy from his hands when he held it out to you. he was rewarded with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and of course a couple words of praise that made his chest swell with pride.

however, as you continued the date, he noticed that instead of holding his arm, you were holding the plushie. you like to be wrapped around his bicep, which he loves, so when he saw the bear clutched to your chest like his arm should be, he started pouting.

"what’s wrong?" you ask, noticing his frown and the way he keeps glancing between you and the teddy. his brows are furrowed, like he’s upset.

"i’ll hold it for you," he suddenly offers, extending a hand and waiting for you to hand it to him. he wasn’t being nice, not really, he just wanted your attention on him.

he watches as you shake your head and protectively hug the bear even tighter, which makes him even more moody.

"you're depriving me! fuck that bear," he practically whines, glaring at it dramatically. you knew he was going to make a scene and be moody for the rest of the date if you didn’t switch your attention.

with a sigh, you hand him the plushie, and he snatches it instantly. he half hazardously dangles it by his side, putting his free arm out to you to hold, which you do.

"you’re so dramatic," you tease, though he doesn’t mind. his mood was instantly lifted when he felt your hands on his bicep.

"i don’t care, this is where you should be."

KUROO

☆ similar to bokuto, you two went to a fair, and he won it for you. it was a huge husky puppy, as big as half your body. you were beyond excited, usually those games are rigged and super hard to win, especially the bigger prizes, but kuroo was determined. he was super proud of himself for making you smile so big, and you praised him while hugging the huge stuffed animal, which made his chest puff out a bit.

as you two continued to walk around the fair, you kept the stuffed animal hugged to your chest, both arms around it. you honestly couldn’t hold it any other way, so he wasn’t really upset about that. he was upset that you kept nuzzling your face into its fuzzy neck. you usually do that when you hug or cuddle with kuroo, so he got a bit pouty about it.

"you like it?" he asks, though he already knew you did. his tone was a bit salty, but you didn’t really catch it, too engrossed with the husky.

"i do! he's really soft," you smile widely, turning to lock eyes with him. he’s happy you’re happy, but he sort of wishes he waited till the end of your date to win you the prize.

"i can tell…" he murmurs, resisting the urge to glare at the poor puppy. he knows it’s not your fault, he's just feeling jealous, which is stupid.

he finally just wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side as you walk. this is the best he can get for now, he’d hate to spoil your fun. he can have you all to himself when you get to his house.

"you ready to go?" he asks, secretly trying to leave quicker so he can have you in his arms, like you should be. once you’re cuddled up with him, you’ll forget all about the stuffed husky, which is exactly what he wants.

"i think it’s about time you showed me the same attention you’ve been showing that plushie."

AKAASHI

☆ he isn’t usually a very jealous person, but cmon. how can he not get a little petty when you’ve been cuddled up with that stupid squishmellow all day? he got it for you the other day when he was out, knowing you like those things. it was a medium sized one, and it was supposed to be a turtle. he thinks they look kind of funny, but he will admit they’re soft and squishy. but even so, you should be cuddling with him, not a stuffed animal. he’s here for a reason!

you're on the couch watching a movie, that fucking squishmellow sitting in your lap, with akaashi next to you. he usually isn’t one to get angry, especially over trivial things like this, but when it comes to you, he feels all sorts of things he usually wouldn’t.

he knows you like it, which is why you’ve been carrying it around, and he can’t blame you for that. he really has no reason to be upset, which is why he doesn’t necessarily voice it, just waiting patiently for the moment you come crawling back into his arms.

he does give you a little motivation though, which isn’t technically cheating! but how can anyone resist when the akaashi keji drapes his arm over their shoulder and kisses their temple?!

it worked like a charm, and you're immediately turning your head to claim a kiss on the lips, which he gives to you. it’s not a normal peck though, it’s long and deep, and it leaves you a bit dazed when he pulls away. this is all part of his plan, get you so distracted that you don’t notice when the plushie falls to the ground, out of sight and out of mind.

he brings his other hand up to your jaw, keeping your eyes on his. he never fails to make you blush, even after being together for quite some time.

"i'm feeling tired, do you want to cuddle?" he smiles, putting on an innocent façade. just as expected, you eagerly nod and follow his lead when he lays down on the couch. the turtle falls to the floor, and you don’t even bat an eye. he wins.

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satorisoup · 10 days

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SKIN TO SKIN ღ

ft. timeskip! keiji akaashi

cw : fluff. domestic intimacy. mentions of bare chests. petnames ( sweetheart, my love ). @omitea for yousss :3

wc : 771

it’s a quiet night in the shared house of you and your husband. the warm sun has just descended down the horizon, lighting up the night sky with a bright moon and shining stars.

you lay in your large bed, trying to steady your breathing and close your eyes, but to no avail. you rustle in your sheets every few minutes, unable to shake off the unbearable question that’s been fleeting your mind, unsure of how and when to ask it.

akaashi is sat up in your bed, back propped up by a pillow and legs covered by your linen duvet. he’s reading his latest book, hands holding the spine ever so gently when he turns the pages with a lick of his thumb. the bedside lamp illuminates the dark room, cascading onto his face with a golden light. it’s only 8:00, and your husband looks just as beautiful as he always does.

there’s a thought that’s been eating away at your brain, and you really didn’t know how much longer you could take it. you just wanted to feel him, as close as you possibly could, which is what led you to open your mouth and start speaking.

“ keiji. ”

his ears perk up at the sound of your voice, eyes still focused on the book when he responds.

“ yes ? ”

how should you say it ? would it sound too straight forward ? what if it made him uncomfortable or…

“ take off your shirt. ”

oh. well that’s not what you were supposed to say.

“ oh ? ” is what keiji remarks, head now turned to you with his glasses hung low.

“ i mean— um… nevermind. ” you sigh in defeat, crinkling the covers by your nose to hide yourself from his curious gaze.

“ what’s the matter, sweetheart ? something bothering you ? ” he questions ever so politely. if only you could describe what exactly you were trying to ask.

“ no keiji… i just… wanna feel you. please ? ”

akaashi looks at you for just a moment, probably trying to understand exactly what you wanted. but this is your husband, the kind hearted, notable keiji akaashi. so of course, without another question, he removes his white t-shirt with not so much as a second thought.

you’re unsure of your next move, taking in the appearance of your husband. his lean figure lays before you with open arms, and the soft abs on his stomach relax with every breath he takes.

your fingers dance at the hemline of your own shirt, pinching it between your fingers as you dwindle on what to do next.

“ my love. ”

you’re shaken out of your reoccurring thoughts when keiji calls out to you, reaching toward you to beckon you closer. his nimble fingers smooth along the slightly exposed skin of your stomach, hand reaching underneath to lay on your hip. his fingers travel up and up, lifting your shirt slightly. he stops for a brief moment, eyes meeting yours when he asks,

“ do you want this off ? ”

it only takes a nod of your head for keiji to lift your shirt by the hem, removing it and exposing your naked skin. your eyes darted away from his, either from shyness or embarrassment, you weren’t sure.

“ come here, it’s alright. what are you shying away from ? ”

keiji moves you until you’re on his lap, bare chests pressed together in sheer silence. your shoulders relax, a content sigh releasing from your mouth. you can feel his heart pump against your own, hearing it in your eardrums at every beat.

his tender touches from his fingers tingle when he slides them against your spine, holding you ever so closely. his book is long forgotten, sitting on the nightstand with a neatly tucked bookmark on his previous page. his glasses lay atop the bridge of his nose, small red indents from where they used to rest on his eyes. he’s so soft, so gentle that it has you ready to almost doze off.

“ i love you, keiji… ” you whisper, drowsiness evident in the soft spoken words you relay to your husband.

keiji hums as he continues to stroke your back, “ mm, of course… it’s because i have my shirt off, isn’t it ? ”

“ keiji ! ” you suddenly say with a gasp, softly shoving his arm in feigned offence. he chuckles under his breath, continuing with his featherlight touches as you lay with him, skin to skin.

“ i love you more, my love. ”

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tvhsleb3ww · 2 months

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RAINY DAYS! - AKAASHI KEIJI

summary, akaashi helps you on a rainy day.

— mutual pining, minor swearing, fluff, akaashi being a geek in love

they say that rainy days are the best way to see someone's love for them. at that moment, their love would be displayed to the public and everyone can see how much they love one another.

even if they shared an umbrella, there would be a certain angle where someone would be more exposed to the droplets instead of the other one.

and it was obvious that akaashi keiji displayed love for you.

you looked at the grey clouds that are coming your way, your hands on your hips as you examine them. multiple coulds are nearing and indicates that they bring a huge storm.

a sigh escapes your lips as you crossed your arms, thinking wether to wait for the rain to stop or just run to the nearest store that are a couple blocks away. you should've watched the weather forecast this morning before going to work.

and then it hits you. you left your clothes to dry out on the balcony of your apartment. crap— and it seems like you can't be going home right now.

"something on your mind, (y/n)?" a familliar voice asked you to which you turned around.

a small smile forms on your lips to show that you're alright, although it's quite evident that it's faux.

"i forgot my umbrella and it looks like heavy rain is coming" you muttered to which he just nodded and walked towards you.

"you can borrow my umbrella, if you'd like" he says, voice coated with worry. you shook your head and flailed your hand.

"no, it's fine! how are you gonna go home if i take your umbrella, akaashi?" he pushes the bridge of his glasses and crosses his arms.

"we could go together, if that's fine with you?"

he really wanted to blurt that sentence out but the words got stuck in his throat. he wants to have a chance at helping and getting closer to you!

ever since you both started working here together, he's had a teensy little crush on you which eventually grew and drove him crazy. he's never felt like this before and he's so nervous right now.

he opened his mouth to talk but he gets nervous. what if she thinks i'm weird? what if she already has someone else? what if—

"but if you don't mind, maybe we could go together? you can just drop me off at the nearest store! i wouldn't want to bother you" you said sheepishly and he thanks the heavens that you were the one who said that instead.

"of course it isn't bothering me, i'd love to" he says with a small smile.

crap.

how the hell did his umbrella got stolen? he could've sworn he put it in the basket with the other umbrellas but right now— he's looking at an empty basket.

he examined further, maybe it was buried deep inside the basket? nope it wasn't. he sighed and watched you looking at the rainy clouds. suddenly, an idea popped up.

"(y/n), i have another idea but it might be a little crazy"

which led to this.

"just a little more (y/n)! i can see 7E from here!" he whisper yelled as he ran with you to the 7E with him holding his jacket on your figure.

"ugh, you try to run in heels!" you pouted but ran anyways. he almost lets out a laugh when you whined in complaint.

maybe to some people the action of running together in the rain is stupid. maybe it was sweet.

but to akaashi keiji, he thinks it was the best rainy day that ever happened to him. he doesn't mind being drenched in the pouring rain if it means he gets to be your knight in shining armour.

he doesn't mind letting you use his jacket (which he offered in the first place) as an umbrella. he doesn't mind running together with you in the rain.

both of you walked into the convenience store, drenched. you laughed and before he realised it, he's smiling too at your laughter.

"thank you, akaashi" you mumbled and he just gives you a small smile in return. "keiji" he mumbles to which you raised a brow.

"call me keiji" he says, again with a small smile and red cheeks.

the whole running in the rain act was worth it, even if it meant he had to take a sick leave the next day and rot in bed.

especially when you came for a visit and gave him your handcooked chicken soup that's perfect for headaches.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #hq x reader #haikyu x reader #hq x y/n #hq x you #haikyuu fluff #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji x you #akaashi x you #akaashi x y/n #akaashi fluff

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bkgpackets · 2 months

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the silent type but he’ll walk behind you and slowly snake his hands around your waist, pulling you flush up against him; his hair will tickle when he kisses your neck, plush lips already ready to suck a hickey if not for the light playful push you gave him, but he’s holding direct eye contact with the guy who’s been eyeing you up and down like a piece of meat, he’ll make sure he knows you’re his to devour tonight

hajime iwaizumi, akaashi keiji, kageyama tobio and your favourites

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kleewrites · 10 months

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jealous haikyuu boyfriends !! ♥︎

characters - timeskip !! miya atsumu, suna rintarou, matsukawa issei, akaashi keiji, kageyama tobio

warnings - jealous (slightly possessive ? but in a good way) men

notes - this is actually a scenario that lives in my head rent free so i’m definitely going to write for more of the characters !!

♥︎ atsumu >

would definitely try to flex all his charming traits to you in front of the guy talking to you

and it’s not discreet either !!

“did you know that i’m one of the setters for our country’s national volleyball team?”

like yes, atsumu, everyone knows that

but our pretty boy seems to forget that when he feels his position as your boyfriend is threatened

because deep down, he’s really scared that you’d leave him for someone who had more time for you

but after you said “my boyfriend is really amazing, he’s the best setter in the world!” assuring him without even knowing, he knows that you’re all his, and he’s all yours

♥︎ suna >

he’s pretty chill so he doesn’t get jealous easily

but when he does, he always has the habit of being extra handsy with you

holding your waist makes him feel more relaxed while you’re conversing with your friend who rintarou thinks is getting a little too friendly

listens in to your conversation intently and adds in his own opinions here and there to feel included

he usually doesn’t care about feeling included to be honest, but when it comes to you, he wants everything to do with it

when he’s tired of your seemingly endless conversation with your friend, he cuts your conversation and wordlessly drags you away with a tight smile on his lips and a unapologetic apology to your friend saying you have something important to attend to

when in reality, he just wants to go home and have you kiss him to make him feel better

♥︎ matsukawa >

another really chill guy

BUT !! it's easy for him to get jealous

like, he’ll be watching you and the other guy talk acting all chill, but when you guys get home he starts asking for kisses like there’s no tomorrow

a very tall clingy guy when jealous

in front of the other guy, he‘d have an arm wrapped around your shoulders or waist

makes sure to squeeze your hand after you guys walk away from the other guy

hugs you till you can’t breathe because he feels left out and touch-deprived when he’s jealous

♥︎ akaashi >

he’s really quiet but he’s also such an overthinker

“does y/n and him have a special connection?” “are they close?” “closer than us?”

but he’s also super mature, so he handles the situation like the matured person he is

so he lets you talk to your guy friend for as long as you want, talking with you guys here and there just so he won’t feel left out

but since you knew akaashi way too well, you knew something wasn’t right, so you kissed his hand while your friend was talking as a way to reassure him that you were there

he felt himself let out a small chuckle and smile as he looked at you fondly

and when your friend asked him why he was smiling so much he just replied “nothing” and continued to stare at you lovingly, making it painfully obvious to everyone who could see you guys that he was so in love

♥︎ kageyama >

pulls you away the moment he starts feeling jealous because he doesn’t know how to properly communicate it to you

and also because he didn't want to cause a scene

so, he dragged you to a small place where it was just the two of you

and he kissed you so lovingly

you both were breathless when he pulled away

“tobio, what was that?” you laughed

“i just wanted to remind you that you are mine.”

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu scenarios #kageyama x y/n #akaashi x y/n #matsukawa x y/n #suna x y/n #atsumu x y/n #kageyama x reader #akaashi x reader #matsukawa x reader #suna x reader #atsumu x reader

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tiza0925 · 7 days

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okok hear me out but Akaashi dating reader and she has a spit kink 👉🏻👈🏻 you don't have to write anything about it but i would love to hear about it from you! (i love your works sm 💗)

…i think you’ve just woken something inside me, anon 🫠

Intimate | 18+

Warnings/Tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, praise kink, jealous!reader, dom!Akaashi, raw sex, multiple orgasms, slight dumbification, squirting, pussy slapping, petnames, little bit of choking, overstimulation, creampie, spit kink ♡ SET IN A TIMELINE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You’re not a jealous person, you swear.

Your relationship with Akaashi is the most secure relationship you’ve ever been in—not once has he ever given you a reason to doubt him.

To not trust him.

He’s shown you nothing but respect, kindness—god, so much love and patience—ever since you two started dating.

But—

Your jaw ticks as you watch a random girl get a little too close to him—watching how she laughs a little too much and looks at him with stars in her eyes.

You can’t blame her, though—you look at him the same way—he’s good-looking and deserves to be appreciated for that.

But that doesn’t mean it still doesn’t get to you whenever you see other people do it.

Especially this particular girl who seems to refuse to leave his side ever since you two arrived at Kuroo’s house party.

Because apparently—she’s close with Bokuto.

Which means she knows Akaashi.

But you barely hear Akaashi talk about her so it’s either he doesn’t see her as close as she thinks they are—

Or he’s hiding something from you.

But that would be ridiculous—it’s Akaashi.

He wouldn’t.

Right?

You take a sip from your drink, then you turn to the person who’s currently talking to you—you think her name is Yachi—and you give her a slightly apologetic look as you walk away and straight towards him.

And the girl that’s seemingly too giddy with whatever Akaashi is saying.

It’s why you come up to his side with a small smile at the other girl, your arms around his waist, and Akaashi stops mid-sentence to look at you with a slightly concerned look—his one eyebrow raised as he asks in a soft murmur, “You okay?”

You hum, a small smile threatens to pull at your mouth as he wraps one arm around you, holding you closer, and you nod. “Just tired.”

He gives your waist a small squeeze, his voice a soft rumble against you. “Wanna go home then?”

You blink up at him, then you quickly glance at the girl that was talking to him—and you feel a slight bud of satisfaction in your chest when you notice how annoyed she looks—and you nod, blinking up at him all sweetly. “Please?”

You end up in the passenger seat of his car a few moments later—looking out the window—as he drives you two home.

It’s quiet—comfortably so—as you watch light posts and buildings until—

“Are you going to tell me what that was all about?”

You hear him ask that, his voice calm and quiet, and your eyes widen with surprise as your heart flips.

You blink, turning to look at him—his eyes remaining on the road ahead—and you frown. “What?”

“Suddenly wanting to go home and hugging me like that,” Akaashi then turns his head a little to give you a look like he knows something. “What was that about?”

Oh.

Was it that obvious how you felt?

You blink.

Silent.

Then you swallow hard, playing dumb as you look away, murmuring, “…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But then you hear him let loose a low, caustic laugh—as if he doesn’t believe you—and you feel his hand, heavy and large on your thigh, with the heat seeping through your pants and skin, as he gives it a small squeeze. “Alright.”

It’s how you end up with your face stuffed into a pillow, back arched, and ass out the moment you two arrive back home—

“Oh fuck—”

And you’re cumming around a thick cock with your moan getting muffled into the cushion.

“Look how well you take me,” His voice comes out a low drawl, sounding so nonchalant as if he isn’t fucking you deep into your cunt with a harsh grip around your waist—holding you in place as Akaashi makes you take all of him with your orgasm throbbing through you.

Your mind goes numb, and you whine when he drags his dick against your G-spot, overstimulating you.

“Keiji—fuck—please—”

But then he pulls out—leaving you empty and pulsing around nothing—causing a trickle of your juice to leak out, and you let out a sudden cry when Akaashi leaves a harsh slap against your wet pussy with his hand.

“Turn around.”

Fuck.

You listen almost immediately—moving to lay on your back, breathing heavily, and Akaashi smiles down at you from the bridge of his nose, admiring you for just a moment—

Then he’s hooking your legs over his shoulder—and your eyes grow wide when you feel the head of his cock slide over your drooling pussy, bumping your clit that has your head going dizzy, and then—

“Do you think she’d be able to take me as well as you do?”

Then he starts to ask that—in that taunting, calm voice of his—and your cheeks grow hot at the mere mention of that girl, jealousy pricking the edges of your vision and—

You whimper when he pushes his cock back inside you, filling you and making you feel so full as he rolls his hips against yours, building that sweet buzzing ache in your pussy again.

Akaashi watches the way your cunt swallows him so perfectly—his girth opening you up as you cream all over him—and he wets his lips, his smirk turning lecherous. “You think she’d look this pretty around my cock too, baby?”

He’s not blind.

He can pick up on the small signs of jealousy from you with just a small look, word—even the way you act.

He’s observant—and he clearly didn’t miss the way you were eyeing that girl from earlier.

You suck in a large breath, feeling him in your damn throat as he fucks you languidly, and your voice is breathy when you bite out a response. “Why don’t you go and find out for yourself then.”

Akaashi leans down and god—you sob out a moan when he nearly bends you in half, shoving his dick so deep into you that your entire body goes limp.

You’re practically shaking as his lips hover over yours, and his eyes—all half-lidded as he observes you—grow alight with something darker and amused as he hums lowly. “I don’t think I will.”

He pulls out, the tip of his dick catching your hole, then he immediately thrusts back in with one, harsh slap of his skin against yours—making you gasp as your juices gush out. “Nobody else can get messy like you do, baby.”

His smirk comes slow and syrupy, his hooded eyes observing you—how your eyes are glossy with tears threatening to spill out—and he goes to pull on your lower lip with his mouth, kissing you so achingly soft despite the harsh fucking. “Nobody else feels this tight around me.”

You moan against him, your arms numbly wrapping around his neck as you take his cock pushing in and out of you—your pussy swallowing him whole like it needs his dick in there.

It’s so fucking needy that even when you feel him digging into your lungs with his cock—you still want more of him, that swelling ache in your clit just begging for it.

And god—he gives it to you.

He fucks you with one hand coming to thumb your sensitive clit—rubbing it in slow circles with your juices coating it until you’re clenching around his cock, squeezing him and throbbing as you cum for a second time.

“Shit,” Akaashi groans, driving into you as his head gets foggy with lust, and heat overwhelms him as you make a mess on you both—clear liquid squirting out of your poor little pussy with every rock of his hips, and tears finally spill down your cheeks with oversensitivity.

“Don’t cry, angel,” Akaashi soothes you, his voice throaty and heavy, and his hand that was on your clit comes up to wipe your tears—spreading your fluids all over your face and getting you dirty as he calmly shushes you. “You asked for this.”

You know.

You just didn’t anticipate how intense Akaashi will be to make sure you know that you were being irrational for feeling jealous—to fuck you until you felt all loose and dumb from his dick that you can’t do or say anything but whimper and cry for him.

God—

You suck in small, gasping breaths as he slides his hand down until he’s rolling his thumb over your bottom lip, and—

And then his pupils grow wide and dark, there’s a small tick at the side of his lips that looks carnal, and your heart leaps into your throat as he forces your mouth open as he presses down onto your lip—your heart thundering in your ears as you watch with shiny eyes, unsure what he plans to do until—

Until he also opens his mouth as well, and your mind grows heady with submission with your tongue out for him, your pussy clenching him so fucking tight as he lets a small, pearly glob of his saliva string down onto your tongue.

And fuck—he lets out a low groan of approval, making your chest swell at how satisfied he looks as you please him.

“Swallow.” His voice is so deceptively soft.

But you listen and swallow.

With no hesitation.

And it should feel gross with him spitting in your mouth like that—making you feel like some whore under him—

But instead—it does things to you.

It makes things so much more fucking intimate.

You keep eye contact with him as your throat bobs with an obedient swallow, your body moving with every thrust of him inside you, and Akaashi can’t help but lean down to kiss you so deeply that you shudder against him—

“Such a good girl for me—shit,” His hand comes to the front of your neck, his calloused fingers wrapping around it and giving it a little squeeze, making you moan as you sloppily kiss him back, your vision growing blurry.

Then he leans back, hand still on your throat, and his chest rise and falls as he continues to fuck your abused pussy, your fluids making a mess, and he turns his head to brush his lips against your calf.

“I want you to cum on my cock again, love, you do it so well for me.”

Then he brings his other hand to press on your lower stomach, making you keen with a wet moan—and you feel so fucked out and dumb in the head as another orgasm steadily pulses through you.

“And say my name when you do, love,” Akaashi breathes out lowly, his dick in your guts as he pushes his hand down a little more, “Because nobody else gets to do that except you.”

More clear liquid gushes out of you, spraying and squirting all over him as your legs shake with another orgasm for that night—his name on your tongue, making his head spin as he fucks you through it.

And then he’s spurting out thick loads of his hot cum into your sore pussy, shoving it further into you with every push of his cock inside your walls—making sure you know that only you get to be marked like this by him.

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mavrintarou · 5 months

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[Daddies in December] Akaashi Keiji

Couldn't miss this cutie's birthday! Where are my Akaashi lovers? Akaashi is just so dreamy. This is my second story of this au - check out Sakusa!

Warning: fluffy, sweet Akaashi and pregnancy smut . You watch your husband drown in his work at home. You can bet that he probably forgot that today was his birthday.

“Baby,” you called from the doorway.

Keiji shifted his gaze away from the computer screen upon hearing you utter the affectionate nickname that had initially caused him to blush intensely when you first used it.

His eyes widen, clearly taken aback to find you at the doorway, holding a birthday cake adorned with lit candles, all the while dressed in babydoll lingerie. The once flowy babydoll outfit now hung over your eight-month pregnant belly.

His jaw dropped before he swallowed.

You walked towards him, holding the cake, “happy birthday Keiji.”

Keiji blew out the candles and took the cake from you, setting it on his desk. He reached over to turn his computer off before standing up.

You blink at him confused, “Kei?”

His hands rest on your hips and guide you backward to his desk before he gently lifts you onto it. He reached for his chair and sat back down, positioning himself in between your legs. “Lean back for me, please?”

You do as he asks and your legs are spread wide for him. Your bulging belly blocks your view as Keiji disappears in between your legs.

“No panties, naughty girl.”

Your breath already quickened as his fingers ran against your folds.

You tensed up when you feel something cold against your pussy. Looking over you see his fingers swiping the whipped cream off the cake, you can only guess what he was doing between your legs.

He looks over your bulging belly, “is it too cold?”

You shook your head, lost for words.

He shifts your legs over his shoulders as he continues to spread the cream in between your legs.

Your heels dig into his shoulders the moment his lips and tongue begin to lick away the topping in between your legs. You groan, feeling long strokes of his tongue. “Kei…” you moan when his finger enters your folds.

With your pregnancy, you’re sensitivity and libido have turned up a few notches. You were so horny every touch of his was having you rocking at the edge of ecstasy.

“Kei… no I want… I need you to cum on your cock… please – please your cock…”

He chuckled and stood up. You giggle seeing traces of the whipped cream on his face. Reaching behind, he swiftly pulls off his t-shirt, dropping it on the ground before undoing the buttons to his pants. “You’re so needy.”

“Only for you,” you whisper with a smile. You wince only in pleasure when his cock slides home. “Kei…”

You knew he would not take you harder, he refuses to now that you’re closer to the end of your pregnancy.

“Please,” you whimper, “harder, Kei… harder.”

He flung off his glasses and spread your legs, holding them as he fastened his hips making his desk rattle.

Your moans echo with the lewd sound of skin slapping skin. “Yes!”

He tugs the straps of your outfit, making your tits spill out. His fingers immediately attack your nipple, pinching and flickering the nub.

Your gaze wanders across your husband’s sculpted torso. Keiji, often overlooked among his high school friends and colleagues due to his smaller physique, concealed his innate masculinity beneath his clothing. Keiji maintained a healthy habit of going to the gym and keeping his body in shape.

You reached to touch his chest, “tell me you’re mine?”

A smile spreads across his lips as he leans over you, locking you in between his arms, and presses his lips against yours in a haste kiss, “I’m yours, and you’re mine.”

You nod, “yes, yours, only yours…” you whimper, “Keiji, baby… I’m going to cum…”

“Cum on my cock then,” he groaned, he too was close as his thrusts fastened.

You grip his arm and cry out in bliss as your body shudders. Your legs tighten against his side as you curl up at the same time as he cums hotly inside of you.

“Ahhh…” he chokes, breath fans your cheek. “You are the best birthday gift ever.” He leaned back and rubbed your belly, “and this is a bonus.”

. . .

E/n: short but the start of my love for Akaashi.

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kairismess · 5 months

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pocky challenge with him. (part 2)

kuroo tetsuro. — original chocolate pocky.

kuroo loves seeing your flustered face as you tremble and stare up into his eyes, making his smirk grow as you hesitantly take another bite of the pocky stick. he places his finger under your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, and takes a big, daring bite forward–until the only distance you two have left is a single nibble between you two.

he teases you, chuckling lowly to himself as he cups the underside of your face with his whole palm, bringing you closer to his own face as he bites ahead. after much teasing, he leaves a small kiss on your lips; it was gentle, it was a kind kiss–a kiss that meant he wanted what you two had to be more than a one time thing; that he's more than serious about wanting to be yours.

++ he nibbles the bits of chocolate coating left on your lips ~

satori tendou. — double chocolate pocky.

tendou enjoys making you smile with the goofy faces he makes when he's so close to kissing you. it's like he takes your mind off the fact that he's so close to you, and instead gives you a reason to show him that gorgeous smile he loves seeing every day.

he does get a bit teasing, though; he soon points out that he's a bite away from you, what'll you do about it? of course, he doesn't expect you to do anything–he just wanted to get a reaction out of you, he wouldn't do anything you didn't want to. but what he wasn't expecting was you to bite the last piece, lean over, and kiss his lips.

guess who's smiling now after all that loving?

akaashi keiji. — green tea pocky.

akaashi only agreed to this so you'd stop pestering him, and he never found it annoying, though–he just wasn't sure about you being so close to him. a million thoughts ran through his mind all at once as you kept biting forward, with him being paralyzed to his seat, not daring to take another bite forward.

he may look calm on the surface, but internally, akaashi was freaking out. he didn't know if he was ready to meet your lips halfway, let alone if you'd like the feeling of his. he didn't want anything to change between you two, because even if he won't ever confess to you his true feelings, at least he can be your friend...

...that kissed you without thinking.

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cr4yolaas · 22 days

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in sickness and in health — akaashi keiji

synopsis: despite your stubbornness, akaashi takes care of you when you fall ill.

tags: fluff, rdr is sick, can be interpreted as romantic or platonic

akaashi can’t help but laugh at your grumbles beneath the blankets.

he thinks it’s silly, how you try oh so hard to convince him that you’re fine, when in reality, you haven’t left your bed since last night. and it’s already late afternoon.

when he re-enters your bedroom with soup in one hand and a mug of tea in the other, he’s greeted with a disturbingly loud coughing fit, coupled with a distressed face and weary eyes. in an instant, he rushes to your side, urging you to sit up and drink some of your tea. reluctantly, you oblige.

this time, akaashi can’t help but frown at your stubbornness.

“i can handle myself,” you complain in a raspy voice, each syllable coated with exhaustion. “i’ve always handled this by myself.”

instead of arguing, he only smiles. “i know. i’m just by your side this time.”

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urmichiee · 11 months

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This love

:: Things that make them fall in love deeper (If that was even possible)

With: Suna Rintarō, Akaashi Keiji, Iwaizumi Hajime x gn!reader (separately)

! reblogs are appreciated | wc: 0.7k+

➵ Suna Rintarō

He loves the way his lovesick gaze makes you flustered.

It’s almost sickening, the way every “imperfect” feature you have, every insecurity, everything about you seemed to be perfect in his eyes. It’s when he knows he picked the right person to love.

Every time you make eye contact, he stares shamelessly, love present in his eyes. It makes you blush. A lot. He just can’t help but fall in love every time like it was the first time he’s met you. He doesn’t believe it when you, of all people, chose him.

Every “I love you” you’ve said was for him. Wow.

When you’re in class and just seated a few seats in front Suna, by the window, the sunlight hitting your face just right to make you the most ethereal being to him. The way he paid no mind to the teacher’s lectures and just stared at you is almost unreal to you.

Times when you would look behind only for him to be staring at you, his head on the desk and his arms acting as his pillows, makes you go red. You don’t know why, but it just does. When he sees your reaction, he can’t help but smile so sweetly– so innocently.

It doesn’t take a genius to know that he’s fallen. Deep.

—

“Hey, Suna?” Osamu whispers to his seatmate. “You’re staring,” he stated the obvious.

“How can’t I?” Suna utters, not bothering to look at the boy beside him. “They’re gorgeous.”

➵ Akaashi Keiji

He loves the way you compliment him.

“You’re so pretty, Keiji… D’you know that?” It seemed to just roll off your tongue. He gets many compliments from other people many times. But, when it’s you, he can’t help but hide his face wherever he can just so you won’t tease him about him being a blushing mess, his calm demeanor diminishes in mere seconds.

Why’d you make him like this? An easy victim to your words. He groans, hiding his red face in the book in his hands.

“Awh, don’t hide your pretty face, Keiji,” you say, getting a grip of the book and slowly lowering to reveal a blushing Akaashi and you’re cuddled form around his torso certainly wasn’t helping.

“Heh, you’re the cutest,” another praise from you. You just don’t know when to stop, do you?

“Ahm, t-thank you?” It’s clear he doesn’t know what respond. You giggle at his response. He loved hearing you laugh, it was as if it was music to his ears. A sound he could play on loop and never get tired of. “You’re really cute too, [Name],” he quietly says, trying to compliment you back.

“Hm, what was that?” You ask him as you heard him mutter something.

“Nothing,” he almost immediately says. God, why is he so shy around you?

“Keiji?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

Just what are you doing to him?

➵ Iwaizumi Hajime

He loves the way you have supported him all throughout high school.

From staying after school to watch him practice and walk with him and Oikawa home, to watching him play in games and being so proud of him for doing his best. Even when they lost, you were still there to congratulate him and comfort him when he doesn’t react quite well.

The love he has for you is unreal, he’s so happy that he gets to love someone as amazing and perfect as you.

“Woww! That was so cool, Haji!” You tell him on his water break. You praise him on how good his hits were, how you were so awestruck by it. He couldn’t help but smile at you, you’re adorable when you’re like this.

“You were just really really amazing, Haji! I don’t think anyone can match up to you!” You continue your frenzy of flattery towards the man in front of you. He only scratched his nape.

“[Name]?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you, for everything,” you’re confused. Why was he thanking you?

“You know how it’s my last year here?” He says, reminding both of you of the sad truth.

“Hm, yeah? Why?”

“You’ve been here, with me and… Crappykawa, and the whole team. I’m happy that you’re still here, so I thank you for that, [Name],” your heart melted at his words. Was this really the Iwaizumi Hajime talking to you?

“Aww! I’m glad I was able to be by your side. Yours, Oikawa’s, and your team’s,” you hug him, suddenly feeling a bit emotional. The sudden physical contact made him surprised, but nonetheless, he returned it, muttering the words “I love you” only for your ears to hear.

—

“Hey, look. They’re being lovey-dovey again,” Matsukawa tells Hanamaki as he wipes the sweat of his forehead.

“Oh, damn. We are so lonely.”

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lovedazai · 1 year

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12:04 A.M.

ft. akaashi + f!reader

akaashi is all too aware of the little velvet box in his bedside drawer. he knows it’s there, taunting him as he lays in bed at night. he wants to glare at it each time he opens his nightstand, as if it was the ring’s fault he hasn’t proposed yet and not his own.

he hasn’t planned everything out, but he fantasizes about it every chance he gets: in the shower, during meetings, on the train. every rom-com he catches on television, he imagines the two of you in the main characters place. he empathizes with the protagonist of each romance novel he reads, knowing exactly how it feels to fall in love at first sight. he observes you carefully as you watch your favorite dramas, looking for signs of what you might want. he ends up getting invested in the storylines instead, falling even harder into his role as a hopeless romantic.

he just wants the moment to be as special as you make him feel.

it’s more than late when he gets off of work. he manages to catch the last train home, texting you a promise of picking up the food you’d ordered for the two of you, heart pulling in his chest at the thought of you forcing yourself to stay awake and wait for him. he apologizes profusely to the old woman behind the counter as he grabs the takeout bag from her, wishing her a goodnight, hand squeezing his house key in his pocket in anticipation.

even heavy with sleep, your eyes light up when he comes through the door, lips pulling up in a smile he can’t help but match. you greet him with messy hair and his hoodie hanging big on your body, hitting just above your knees.

you make grabby hands towards the bag as he pulls out your food. “thanks, love you s’much,” you say around the crinkles of the takeout containers, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. you make yourself comfortable on the floor as he settles across from you, your feet stretching out to rest against his legs underneath the coffee table.

something about sitting there with you, a little sauce smeared on the corner of your mouth, feels so perfect to him. all the weariness of his work day melts away so quickly that before he even realizes it, he’s speaking. “i want to do this for the rest of my life.” he freezes as soon as the words leave his lips; he’s been thinking it for so long, he doesn’t even realize it slipped out.

you hum around your mouthful of soup. “right? i think this might be my new favorite restaurant.“

“no, i mean…” he flexes his chopsticks in lieu of fidgeting with his fingers. “being here with you. i can’t believe i get to see you everyday. i know we’re only eating dinner, but i can’t imagine doing this with anyone else. i want to wake up next to you every morning, fall asleep next to you every night, and...” he hesitates, but all it takes is one look up at your big, surprised, pretty eyes for him to say it. “i want to marry you.”

you blink at him, your spoon frozen in your grip. “keijiー”

“wait,” he bumps his knee against the table as he stands up, but he doesn’t even feel it. he doesn’t think his body is processing his surroundings anymore, eyes only focused on you. “just stay there, please. i’ll be right back.”

he exhales a breath when he opens his drawer and sees the box, right where he left it, as always, he chides himself. your eyes are watery when he gets back, food forgotten on the table as you turn towards his figure.

he gets down on his knee, nearly level with you still sitting on the floor. “i love you so much. i never thought i’d love someone as much as i love you. i don’t know what i’m saying right now, i swear i was going to plan something, it’s just you right now, and it’s late so…” he trails off, and you take the opportunity to kiss him. he’s stiff when you pull away, not even letting himself relax when you run your fingers through the soft hairs along his nape.

“yes.”

he blinks at you. “yes?”

your tears are trailing down your cheeks now, dribbling off your chin as you nod at him. his hands are shaking when he wraps you in his arms, nearly knocking the two of you down from how tight his grip is. he only lets go to slide the ring onto your finger, pressing a kiss to the back if your hand before he intertwines it with his own.

“i can’t believe you proposed to me when i look like this.” your little laugh comes out more like a sniffle, loose bangs stuck to your wet cheeks as you wipe your runny nose on your sleeve.

“i think you look beautiful.” he grabs one of the cheap napkins from your forgotten takeout, dapping it along your face. you’re smiling so hard your cheeks are dimpled, eyes glistening from leftover tears.

when you calm down enough to pick up your chopsticks again, he finds his gaze stuck to the ring on your finger. it doesn’t falter, even when you retreat to bed. as you fall asleep, safely curled around him, he admires how it manages to glitter in the darkness of your bedroom. it wasn’t the magical night he’d imagined, but it was still perfect because now, he sleeps peacefully for the first time in weeks, knowing he has the honor of spending the rest of his life with you.

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moonswolfie · 8 months

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Morning coffee

Akaashi x gn!reader

I thought about akaashi a lot today, actually

And after a while I thought of this (finally, I really wanted to write for him), so enjoy sleepy clingy Akaashi

hehehe first Bokuto and then Akaashi in one day, I managed to do it!!

You were preparing coffee for yourself and your boyfriend early in the morning. You don't actually have to do it today, but it sort of became routine for the first one who wakes up to make coffee for the other.

You already made yours to your liking, adding cream to Akaashi's because you knew exactly how he liked it at this point.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of arms slowly circle around you, and you let out a little yelp in surprise. You turned your head back to see Akaashi sleepily blinking at you, still in his pyjamas.

"Keiji...?" you questioned when he didn't do anything after.

"Let's go back for a bit... I want to cuddle with you..." he said, placing his head on your shoulder and gently closing his eyes.

"I'm making coffee, my love." you told him, mixing the cup of coffee with one hand and gently taking one of Akaashi's hands in the other. At that, he grumbled in discontent and you giggled quietly.

"We have holidays today. Why are you even making it?" he asked a little louder, voice raspy from not using it much yet. You laughed a little bit, looking down at the cups. "Old habits die hard."

"Well, you're about to waste two cups of perfectly good coffee." he said, lowering his head back down, voice a little muffled against your shoulder.

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm taking this rare opportunity to cuddle with you in the morning." he explained, sleepy little smirk on his face. He gently pulled you away from the coffee you were making, leading you back to the bedroom.

You didn't resist, because who would refuse cuddles from their cute sleepy boyfriend? The two of you clumsily flopped down on the unmade bed, Akaashi immediately hugging you close and voicing his content with a little hum.

"I wish we could do this more often... it's so nice..." he mumbled to himself while you couldn't stop smiling at his sleepy face. You gently stroked his back and his eyes began to close.

"I love you... sometimes I feel like... I don't tell you that enough...." he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss onto your forehead before falling asleep in your arms.

Akaashi always seems to find a way to make you wish you had holidays longer. Even if you ended up drinking your coffee cold.

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mrs-kodzuken · 3 months

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K.K.T.K on my wrist ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x Keiji Akaashi x fem!reader x Tetsurō Kuroo x Kenma Kozume

WC: 1.9k

Genre: soulmate au, fluff, slice of life

CW: fem!reader, four soulmates, poly relationship, fluff, very soft and sweet

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When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me, treating me with kindness.

Then we'd live happily ever after, just like in the movies.

However, the hardships that came with being a princess made me think that I could handle them. As it turns out, that's not how life is at all.

Not at all.

Plenty of hardships are thrown at you left and right. and it's all about how well you deal with it.

As I got older, my fantasies became more realistic. I wanted to live a small, easy life with the person I so dearly loved.

A small child or kitten running around, giving us entertainment.

Living out our lives to the fullest and being content with simplicity. We didn't need anything more or anything less.

That's how I've always imagined it.

As it turns out, life does throw things at you, but this one was one of the best hardships I'll ever came to love.

And it all begins at the young age of sixteen. A fresh high school student, worried about what people thought about them.

Their hair, clothes, grades, and sometimes even a boyfriend or girlfriend.

However, most of those thoughts got quickly brushed away. On a person's sixteenth birthday, initials will appear on their dominant wrist.

The absolute heart racing feeling full of wonder of who your special significance other could be.

Maybe it was someone who lives halfway across the world. Maybe someone who goes to the same school as you. Maybe someone you grew up with.

Or maybe someone you just happen to know from the internet.

Whatever it may be, they will be bound to meet. Some people say it's fate. Some say even destiny.

However, I just thought it was a clear misconception for me.

I had my dreams significantly crushed by four initials on my wrist. Oh, how I used to despise them—the hate that fueled through me when I looked at my wrist.

Looking back, it was harsh and childish. Life is unexpected; things happen. However, this one was one that's stuck in my favorites, even if it was the opposite of everything I always wanted.

I wouldn't trade it for the world.

The bedroom window was open a bit as the rain fell from the sky. Small devices lit up here and there around the room.

It was an easy night for all of us. Even Kōtarō was quiet, which sparked an interest in me. I was keeping myself busy by reading a book I had been wanting to catch up on.

While also laying on Keiji, who had been next to me reading some other kind of book.

Our beloved Kenma was in the next room over, streaming. The door was slightly ajar, leaving space for the blue rays of light to show on the wall.

I could hear small splashes of water coming from the bathroom. A small, unnoticeable smile gracing my strawberry-colored lips.

No matter how many times I knew water calmed that beautiful boy down, I couldn't get over it.

I had run the bath myself, even adding a few bathroom toys and bubbles, despite it being the late hours of the night. And despite that he was a grown man, we don't in this house.

If I had listened hard enough, I could hear Tetsu downstairs. The soft noise of most likely midnight snacks being made.

It seemed as if we were all content in the house we called home. A shiver ran down my back as I felt the soft breeze come from the window.

The skies were pitch black; if it were a normal night, I'd be on the roof with Tetsu and Keiji. We'd point out the constellations and watch the stars.

It was one of my favorite things to do with them.

If it were later in the afternoon and the sun was slightly straying from the clouds and the rain was soft, Kōtarō would be dancing in the rain with me.

We'd sing our hearts out, then get scolded by our lovely boyfriend, Keiji, who quite possibly seemed like the only sane one in the house.

Besides Kenma half of the time.

The days that it was sunny, and I wished silently that it would rain. Kenma would softly take my hand and lead me to the kitchen.

Even though we both shared the hatred of sunny days, we'd bake something.

Whether it be healthy or not, burnt or just right, muffins or cupcakes. So, our house constantly smells like a bakery. When we wouldn't feel up to baking, a movie was our next best thing.

On hard days when I felt like I really needed something to just get my mind off for a little while, Kuroo was my go-to person.

We'd run to the park and back, putting the stress into exercising. Sometimes, just sitting down with him on a park bench and watching everyone pass by was enough.

However, Keiji was by far the one who comforted me in a strange but loving way. He's the only one I'd talk to. I'd spill all my thoughts to, read a book with, cry to, and observe with.

Being very compatible with each and every one of them made life exciting and, oddly, calming.

"Are you cold? We can shut the window if you'd like." Keiji turned his head toward me, pausing his reading.

"I'll put on a hoodie," I said, shaking my head and loving the smell of rain. However, he knew that that would be my answer.

I'd always wrap up in multiple clothing layers instead of shutting the window.

It was a habit.

I crawled away from him as I watched Keiji place my bookmark in the place I was reading.

Slipping on my pink slippers, I walked out of the room, heading towards the clothing room.

Who knew that living with four other people would bless you with an enormously large house? However, the income we all made could quite possibly also be a reason.

As I walked past Kenma's gaming room, I peered in. My eyes were watching him a bit, I could tell even from when he was turned around that his eyes were glued to the screen.

Knowing Kenma, I knew he wasn't wearing his glasses that protected his eyes. He needed them now more than ever, since it's the late hours of the night.

Backing out, I quickly but quietly moved downstairs. His glasses were on the living room coffee table, if I remembered correctly.

When I was on the first floor, I moved to the living room, where his glasses were. Picking them up, I felt the coldness from how long they've been left alone.

The kitchen light on, curiosity peering through me. I peeked in at the sight of Tetsu sitting on the counter, scrolling on his phone.

He was most likely trying to figure out what we'd be feeling up for to eat after rummaging through our cabinets. God, he could be doing nothing and still look so handsome.

I smiled a little and headed back upstairs. Opening Kenma's door more, I could hear soft grunting from him.

Probably because of a level he was having trouble with.

Setting the glasses close to his keyboard, I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on the temple. He nodded, his cheekbones glowing with a rouge pink shade.

That small peck meant, 'Please don't forget to wear them.' I could always express myself with small things without actually saying them to Kenma and Keiji.

Usually, I'd have to express my thoughts in a verbal way when it came down to Kō and Tetsu. However, I knew not everyone would be an introvert or just a mind reader.

When I left the room, leaving it cracked like before, I saw his game pause and him slip on the clear glasses.

I made my way back to the room, forgetting about the hoodie I needed to get. When I entered, I saw Kōtarō curled up against Keiji.

His hair was slightly dripping wet, making me cringe a bit.

I spotted his towel, which he had brought back with him instead of hanging up in the bathroom. I softly grabbed it and made my way to him.

He perked up; his yellow eyes seemed to shine a bit brighter in the dark.

"The water will make the bed wet, hon" I softly said, lightly ruffling his hair with the towel.

His arms wrapped around my waist as I continued to get the water out. Wetness and comfortable covers do not mix in my book or even on my book.

I could hear him sigh happily as I played with his hair, trying to get out all the water.

Glancing over to Keiji, his glasses were off, and our books had been set elsewhere. It's movie time.

Kenma would come from his gaming in around fifteen to twenty minutes from now. We'd all cuddle on the bed and watch a cartoon movie.

I walked to the bathroom, setting Kōtarō's towel on his hook. In a house of five people, organization was the best key.

After I cut the lights off, I walked back to see a movie picked up and Kuroo coming upstairs with our midnight snacks.

When I made sure everyone was comfortable in bed, I went to get Kenma. I could basically feel the exhaustion radiating off him. Knowing that he wouldn't get off the game unless someone actually got him.

As I got closer, I gently put my arms around his back. I did it every single time I wanted him to get off the game. I could tell he was fighting himself, wanting to go another round but agreeing.

Soon his system was off and his left hand locked in my right one, walking into our bedroom. We climbed into bed; the rotation was different this weekend.

Each day or week, we'd switch the rotation of who gets to spoon who. It wasn't my idea since I couldn't care less if I was spooning or getting spooned.

However, being the only girl it was kinda nice with everyone being bigger than me, it was kind of hot some nights too.

This time around, Tetsu was spooning me, and I happened to be spooning Kōtarō. After we finished the snacks, I couldn't resist the sleep, which called my name.

Since there were five of us, we couldn't possibly fit in a bed. So we decided to just get one of the biggest; even if we did spoon, I'm sure at least one of us would end up kicking another off the bed.

This has always been how our stay-up nights have been and I wouldn't change it for the world.

When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me.

Well, now that I'm older, it's safe to say that I've got four princes who I was fated with. They agreed to live together with me, and the need to marry wasn't in our minds.

We all knew the reassurance of each other never leaving the other. But if one of us did happen to want to marry? I guess we could.

But this is the end of our weekend night and there was nothing out there that would make me give it up.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad. I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

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zu8her · 1 year

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“Just one more.” • Akaashi Keiji

Tags: black!reader, overstimulation, desperate!akaashi, slightly subby!akaashi, multiple orgasms, praise kink, biting/hickeys, lots of ‘good girls’, oral both receiving, unprotected sex, cream pie, break in between sex, plan B, collegeau (can't guarantee this is the last one), mini mention of racism , no beta once again

note: just want to acknowledge @dejwrites as my main inspo for writting and my writing style. love you. recently rewatched haikyuu so yeah. If this shit let me know

It is the last time, she told herself. As she laid on his bed, twitching after her high. Watching him disappear into his bathroom to get towels.

The first time she'd heard of Akaashi Keiji was from her a friend.

“Now, I don't swing that way, but the man is fine as fuck.” Her friend explains as they sit at the entrance of the library.

Yn chuckles at her friend's remark.

“You don't believe me? Okay bet. I'll show you.”

On que, he walks in. Short messy dark hair, blue-ish eyes, no less than 6'0, in his volleyball tracksuit.

Making eye contact, he gives a warm smile clutching the strap of his backpack.

“Morning, ladies.”

“Hey,” her friend greets while Yn just presses her lips into an awkward smile and nods.

Only once he passes does she breathe.

“Damn.”

“Right.”

Compared to the other members of his team Akaashi was relatively calm. From what she'd heard from her friend. He looked fine on the surface.

He is always with his opposite, his best friend, Bokuto. He didn't really speak much when she saw him. But on the rare occasions he would, he'd be with Bokuto or on the court.

Yn likes observing him. She did it generally. Just people watching. Yn could pick up on the slightest emotion, from body language and facial expressions. What made Akaashi so interesting was that he was an closed book. She could never get a read on him.

He would give a slight semblance of emotion here and there, but his face and body remained neutral, even during matches. Always keeping a level head and holding the team together.

Most people either subconsciously or not, try to mask their emotions. Their mask only cracking for a split second before snapping back into place, but not before Yn noticed, oh no. But with him, nothing.

Their friend groups linked often. So, she got to talk to him. A blank slate he was in terms of conversation. You could talk to him for hours without knowing anything about him. He's a Setter. He likes being a one. That's all she knows.

They share passing glances, on most occasions but Yn never misses his quiet stares. Never fails to feel the sweet sting of his gaze. Smirking to herself when she does feel his blue eyes on her.

She enjoys it even more when she intentionally lets him stare before catching him. The shade of red that spread across his face and the small wave gets her every time.

“Hi, Akaashi,” she looks up from her phone.

He gently settles next to her. “Hey.” He sits at the edge of the couch while she nuzzles into the cushions.

Yn occasionally looks up from her phone, watching him slightly bob his head to beat of the song, booming over the speakers.

Her nose finally burning from the stench of alcohol, she decides to leave. Moving forward, she puts her hand on Akaashi's thigh to steady herself as she looks into the kitchen, in search of her friend.

She shouts over the music.

Turning, her friend gives her a look of question. Signaling she's leaving, her friend gives her an enthusiastic wave goodbye before returning to her previous conversation.

Yn gives Akaashi a light squeeze on the thigh and a smile before getting up.

“You're leaving?” Yn nods. “I can walk you. If you want.” Akaashi grumbles causing her to squint her eyes and lean forward to hear him as he repeats his offer. She pushes her braids behind her ear, nodding a yes.

“You do live on Campus, or do I need to get my car?”

“I live on Campus.” She confirms. “You?”

“I live in an apartment, near the cafe.”

“The one, 2 blocks from campus?”

“Yeah.”

She nods.

The click of her heels ring as she inhales. Staring up to see if maybe she could catch a glimpse of the stars in this heavily lit city. When once again, she sees nothing she looks forward. They walk in silence before Akaashi starts up a conversation again.

“The paper you wrote on the art history was really good.”

“Really? Didn't think anyone would read it. I worked my ass off for it.”

They continue talking about her thesis. It's the most she's ever heard him speak. She listens attentively, as he explains what he understood from her article. And what she needs to improve on.

Surprised that the escalator actually works in this decades old building they climb inside.

The ride up to the 5th floor is incredibly long for yn. The silence, deafening. She has nothing to focus on. Expect him. Not his calming voice but him. Standing close to him she can smell the light vanilla on his skin.

She looks up at him, eyes lowered to his lips. Only looking up at his eyes when he catches her gaze. She smiles and looks down at his fidgeting hand. Aching to touch hers.

She moves her fingers closer. Slowly. She flinches once hears the escalator's bell ring.

“You, okay?"

“Yeah, just caught up in thought." They make their way down the wall. The silence continues. Stopping by her door. They both pause. Say something.

“Well, this is me.”

“Yeah." She pulls out her key, finally unlocking the door.

“Guess I better go." He smiles. Turning he makes his back way to the escalator.

“You could come in... if you'd like." She offers biting her lip. As he faces her, she sees his eyes widen. His eyes glimmer in the dark passage, under the flickering light, as he makes his way back to her.

“You don't have a roommate?"

“Yeah. They moved out a few days into the semester, haven't gotten anyone since.”

“Why?” He questions. Her faces dulls and her body tenses. “I'm sorry."

She nods. “It doesn't bother me as much anymore. It's just- I don't know.” She jumps on her bed as he settles next to her.

His eyes dart from her figure to her eyes to her lips. He had always found her beautiful. Her presence during a match would slightly distract him. He grew quite fond of her. Her always glossed lips. Her slim waist. Her glowing skin. He breathes.

She impatiently shifts closer intertwining her hand with his.

They lock eyes. Inching ever so closely. “May I kiss you?”

That's how it started. With such a simple question. From such gentle kisses. Light pecks and his hands wrapped around her waist.

To her gagging around his cock. At the edge of her bed, he sat with Yn between his legs.

She took his whole cock in her mouth. Stroking the base of his cock, she watches as he runs his fingers through his hair. Rolling his head back as she licks the tip.

“Fuck, yn. R-right there. Good girl.” He caressed her brown cheek as she coated his cock. She squeezed her thighs together, humming. “S-such a good girl.” He praises bucking into her hand.

“I really want to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.” He confesses. He reaches for her braids but stops. “Can I, please?” She nods. He tugs at her hair. “It doesn't hurt, does it?"

“No. Just don't tug at it too hard." He nods as slowly thrusts into her mouth. Groaning as he picks up pace. He thrusts slow and deep. Making her gag against cock. “Just like that.” He grumbles. “Fuck, you look soo good, yn.”

Hastily he pulls out. Pumping his cock, he cums on her. He moans watching as his cum drips down her chest. “My good girl~”

Helping her up, he lays her on the bed. Climbs above her placing his throbbing cock on her pussy. “Uhmm, you're so fucking wet." He grinds his cock against her.

“Look at you. So, fucking beautiful.” He gropes her tits. He shoves his cock into her leaking cunt, sucking on her cum stained dark pecks.

She mewls. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck”

“You're doing so good, baby.” He rubs her clit. He goes faster loving the way her tits bounce with his thrusts.

“Do you want to cum, darling?” He whimpers. She desperately nods as he leans in to fuck faster into her. She kisses his neck. Sucking, biting, kissing. It feels so good. Feeling her tighten around his cock. He slows down. Replacing his rapid thrusts with slow deep ones.

He rubs her clit as she cums. “Ah. Look at me, darling. Look at me.” He watches her dazed brown eyes as she reaches her high, clawing at his arm.

“Can you cum one more time for me, baby?”

She nods settling on his face. He holds tightly at her thick thighs as she lowers herself. Cautious not to suffocate him. “I'm too-”

“Please,” he pleads, “please just sit on my face.” She grabs hold of the headboard grinding onto Akaashi's tongue. “Fuck, you taste good.” She moans as she feels his tongue between her folds. Sinking her nails into the headboard as he continues his assault on her cunt.

She has lost count of how many times she came in his mouth. She really tried holding herself up, she did. But yn, she just couldn't.

Her thighs were shaking as another painfully delicious orgasm tore through her. She felt like collapsing, waiting for his pleas to echo once more. “You're doing so good for me, darling. Just one more, okay? Just one more.”

His grip on her thighs loosens and she manages to climb off him.

His face is a mess.

His mouth is drenched with her cum. He takes sharp breathes. “That felt so good. You taste so good." He props himself up with his elbow. “Please, darling. Just one more."

She's too tired. She can't even bother to widen her eyes in shock. She simply whines. Taking her hand, he moves it towards his cock. His throbbing cock. A pool of precum gushing out of it.

She holds the base of his cock, watching him desperately buck his hips into her hand. “I’ll make you feel so good. You don't have do anything. You just lay there while I fuck you and you cum again, and again, and again. You're fucking beautiful when you cum, darling.” He pushes her braids behind her ear. “I just-” He groans as yn rubs her thumb across the tip. She nods.

She really wants to. She does, but— “Can we take a break?” He nods giving her a peck on the cheek before sliding off the bed and disappearing into the bathroom and returning with wet cloths. Gently pressing it on her skin.

She traces his bicep as he attentively watches her as she catches her breath.

“I'm ready.”

“You sure?”

She hums.

“I'm gonna be a little rough, is that okay?”

“Yeah.”

Yes, it was okay. It was okay. In fact, it more than okay, as he fucked her from behind. Repeated, rapid backshots. Her voice hoarse as she moans in pleasure. He fucked her against the headboard. It hit the wall as his thrusts tore into her cunt.

“That's it, good girl.” He praised as she laid in front of him. Ass up, face down. Whimpers escape her as he slides his cock in and out her folds. Her sheets firmly between her hands. She couldn't even feel her orgasm coming as she squirted on his pelvis.

Propped up on her desk he fucks her. His arm around her chest and stomach to hold her up. All she could do is bite and suck on any available skin of his.

“I'm gonna cum.” He gasps. “Please, cum inside." She steadies herself against the desk. His thrusts become erratic as he fills her up.

“Fuck,” he pulls out watching the cum drip down her legs. Groaning as he squeezes her hips.

“Just one more.” He begs, placing small kisses along her shoulder.

“Akaashi," she whines.

“I promise this time I mean it. Just one more. Please.”

He watches as she sinks down on his cock. Holds her close as she rides him. “Just do whatever makes you feel good.” She nods. Placing her head on his shoulder she whimpers in his ear. “Right there.”

He starts grinding up into her. “Does that feel good?” She captures her lower lip.

“Argh~” she moans quickening her pace as she cums. She rests his head on his shoulder as he continues grinding into her. Grinding turns into full on thrusts as she bites down on his shoulder.

He couldn't resist fucking his cum into her. “Y-you feel s-so good.” He hiccups as he cums.

“Such a good girl. You did so good for me, baby." He whispers repeating the motions of before.

He wakes to his phone ringing. He doesn't bother searching for it. He simply gets up and makes his way to the bathroom careful not wake yn.

At first glance in mirror, he admires the marks yn left on him. His cock twitching as turns and sees the redness as a result of her digging her nails into his back.

He slips on his clothes and jogs to the drugstore. Ignoring the cashier's knowing smirk, he pays for the contraceptive.

When he returns, he finds her still asleep. Sitting next to her, he gently rubs her back waking her.

“Morning,” He coos.

“Hey. What time is it?” Her voice raspy.

“About 7am.”

“Fuck! I need to go-”

“I already got it.” He places it on the nightstand alongside a glass of water.

“I need to go. I'll see you tonight?”

“Your place.” He nods shutting her bedroom door.

#hq akaashi #akaashi x you #akaashi x y/n #akaashi keiji #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #akaashi keji x reader #akaashi x black reader #˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — zu8her

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"Melting"

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— ♬ "Melting like an ice cream when you smile"

— ♬ Akaashi x Reader, timeskip, SFW, fluff, gen reader, neighbors to lovers, no beta

Moving into a new apartment complex marked a new journey in your life. A new journey means changes, and changes lead to adjustments, which truthfully you weren't a fan of. Somehow moving into your new place became a hassle, to be fair, you were doing all of the moving alone and you had a ton of stuff that held way too much sentimental value to get rid of. So, the first day felt like you were about to snap your spine in half.

"Three more boxes to go"

You groan as you settle a box in the living room. Sweat trickled down your face and your back as you went to fetch another of your boxes. As you reached to pick up the unsuspecting box, you didn't anticipate the weight it held that sent you almost stumbling back and losing your balance.

"Oof-"

Your body tilts backward with the box in hand when suddenly a pair of firm hands catch your shoulders, stopping you from falling. You momentarily freeze at the sensation of large hands keeping you in place.

"Are you okay?"

A deep but velvety voice sends your heart to a screeching halt. Your head whips around to be violently smacked in the face by the sheer beauty this stranger held. Gunmetal blue eyes, dark hair, thin-framed glasses, and a face sculpted by gods? Your breath hitches.

"Oh! I-uh..."

"Do you need help with your boxes?"

You were nearly about to decline until you bit your tongue and nodded to the handsome man. You stood there like an idiot gawking at this tall pretty guy carry two of your boxes inside your apartment without breaking a sweat. Oh, he must be packing under those layers of clothing. You shake your head hoping it will dust off the heat on your cheeks.

"Th-thank you for helping me out! I'm [Name] by the way"

"I'm Akaashi and you're welcome. Let me know if you need any more help"

He gives you a curt smile that makes your toes curl as you watch him retreat inside his apartment next to yours. Oh my god, this hot dude is your neighbor, talk about luck. When you enter back inside your place with tons of boxes to unload, that's when you begin to melt replaying the moment his hands held your shoulders.

Only weeks later your tiny crush on Akaashi developed further to full-on attraction that you're too shy to admit. Denial was futile not when he's so gorgeous and has a heart of gold. Akaashi makes you revert to a high school student giggling about their first crush. You're a grown adult yet you can't help but leave tiny notes on his mail whenever you pass by his door, like a student would to their crush's locker.

You are my church, you are my place of worship. I heard you're the plug, can I be the circuit?

When Akaashi finds this unusual note sticking out of his junk mail, he is perplexed. It was written in cursive and on pink paper...oh. He pauses. It almost resembles a deja vu moment. Nonetheless, it feels familiar and reminds him of when he was younger. Akaashi thinks if this note just happens to accidentally get mixed up with his mail. It was a possibility considering his name was not on the love note, or anybody's name for that matter. He scratches his head but discards the note under a stack of paperwork on his desk.

When I got court, I hope that you're the verdict. When you're around, my insides turn inverted

You delicately wrote on a piece of light pink paper with your fountain pen, it's been a while since you've written in cursive but you made an effort. You waited until the coast was clear as you snuck the folded note between Akaashi's daily stack of junk mail by his door before slipping off to leave and get groceries. Coincidentally, you meet him at the nearby supermarket. You go short-circuited when he offers you a smile and wave as you awkwardly return the gesture. God, you feel like melting again.

Take one look at you, you're heaven's incarnate. What is this spell, baby? Please show some mercy

Akaashi has been staring at this love note for thirty minutes already, unable to decipher what he felt. This was the third letter he had received and he had concluded that it wasn't accidental. Someone was intentionally sending him love notes. He tucks the note along with the others inside his favorite book and sits back. He feels like a high schooler contemplating their emotions after receiving their first confession through their locker. Akaashi has experienced this before and even politely rejected some of those love letters back in high school because romance wasn't a priority back then but now, he doesn't know what to do but wait until this secret admirer sends another note.

Melting like an ice cream when you smile. Melting, you're a daydream, stay a while

You're stuck in your apartment on a day of watching YouTube videos. Your search history was embarrassing. You recently snuck another note in Akaashi's mail and you're here praying you'll learn to be funny, so you're watching every stand-up comedy. You hoped that it'll at least rub off on you so Akaashi will smile at everything you say. You screamed against your hands, you truly felt like a frustrated teenager and hopelessly crushing on someone out of their league. But something in your heart tells you to persist or maybe you're delusional thinking your neighbor will return your feelings.

You got some soft lips and some pearly whites. I wanna touch them in the dead of night

For the first time, Akaashi smiles at the love note he has received. Albeit, small but visible. Something stirred in his chest that he had to double-take. He re-reads the note over and over again, he assumes that his secret admirer is a true romantic, and something about it makes his insides go fuzzy. He has zero clue about who could be giving him love notes, but god he wants to know.

Your smile ignites just like a candlelight. Then somehow, I know everything's alright

You wrote another letter and you were about to stick it in Akaashi's junk mail as always when you almost got caught. Thankfully, you slip the note in your pocket when Akaashi goes to pick up his mail, you pout, and you realize you're a second late to sneak your note. Your neighbor notices you and waves.

"Hi, [Name]"

"Hey, Akaashi"

"Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

He asks you as you nod, curiosity burning through your eyes. Akaashi invites you into his apartment and stores away his mail. Your heart stops when he shows you the oh-so-familiar pink note, and your flight or fight instincts almost go off. But you stiffy sat there, hoping your oblivious facade wouldn't give anything away.

"So, I've been getting these love notes for five days straight and I don't have the faintest idea who could be giving me these"

Akaashi shows you the love notes you've been anonymously giving him and you pretend to inspect them while deep in thought.

"Hm, it could be one of our neighbors"

"I'm not close with anyone besides you, [Name]"

"Oh"

God, you hope the blush won't be evident on your face. You pretend to cough on your hand to cover your face as you try to make up an excuse to leave because you have no idea how long you'll last without crumbling in front of Akaashi.

"I'll let you know if I find someone suspicious, heh"

"Okay"

Akaashi watches you leave his apartment, seemingly in a rush. He sighed and was about to sit back in his office when he noticed a folded pink piece of paper left on his couch, right where you sat. He holds his breath picks up the note and unfolds it to reveal the same cursive handwriting to his secret admirer. His mouth goes agape. He didn't want to jump to conclusions but if he were right and you were his secret admirer, he wouldn't be more glad.

"Shit! Where's the note?!"

You searched all your pockets to find the note you previously wrote for Akaashi but never got to drop it off missing. Then your sweat turns cold, did it slip from your pocket and land on Akaashi's couch? There is no way. You grabbed a nearby pillow and screamed against it. You were beyond mortified. That's it, you're moving places again, probably in another country. Preferably while also changing your clothes, your hair, your face, and your name. It was impossible to look Akaashi in the eye anymore once he found that note and discovered you're his secret admirer, you doubt the guy has feelings for you in the first place.

You hugged your pillow and frowned, you shouldn't have done that. When you're about to sulk in your room and play some sad music to help you make you feel even more pathetic, a knock on your door interrupts you. Your stomach drops, you know it is Akaashi. Great, just fucking great. Maybe you should jump out of your window and escape? Or maybe just ignore him until he goes away? Or maybe just face him like a grown adult. You sighed and swallowed your fear as you dragged your feet towards the door.

Astoundingly, Akaashi was standing at your doorstep with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. You let out a silent gasp. Your neighbor was giving you a smile that never fails to make you melt.

"[Name]"

"Akaashi, what's...what's this about?"

"I know about the notes, I know it was you"

"Oh. Why give me [Favorite flowers]?"

"Because I want to give it a shot. I want to let you know that you also make me melt like ice cream when you smile"

Hold up, could someone pinch you awake holy shit this feels so surreal. You stumble over your words before ultimately letting out a laugh, there was no way that your delusions came true and that you have an actual fucking shot with Akaashi Keiji. He stands there patiently, waiting for your answer.

"Are...are you for real?"

"I wouldn't have gotten to know you and what flowers you liked if I didn't like you"

"Holy shit, yes!"

You squeal as you go over to hug Akaashi, almost knocking the bouquet out of his hands. He laughs and holds you securely in his arms while his heart pounded wildly against his ribcage. When you both pull away and he sees that perfect smile of yours he never gets tired of seeing every day, he feels beyond ecstatic, fuzzy, and most of all, he feels melting like ice cream.

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