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sunarots · 4 months

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baby, its cold outside

pairings: atsumu miya x fem!reader

summary: it’s christmas day, and you just had to get away from your overbearing family. you love them, but you need a break from them. in one of the only open bars, you meet their only other customer: one atsuma miya. and he is not quite ready to let you go home after only one drink.

warnings: alcohol, strong language

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“Come on, lovely. I haven’t even caught yer name yet.” The blonde signals to the bartender for another two drinks, sliding into the seat beside yours. “You can stay for just another drink, can’t ya? It’s freezing out there.”

You can’t help but laugh at his attempts — he’s certainly determined. “Okay, fine. But just one more. I really do have to get home to my family.”

“I’m sure they can wait just another ten minutes,” he assures, sliding a large note over to the bartender. “Keep the change.”

His entire demeanour amazes you. “Trying to impress me even more?” You quirk an eyebrow, finishing the glass to swap the bartender for your new glass.

“Why would I have to impress someone when I don’t even know their name?”

You laugh, lifting a hand over your mouth. “I’m y/n.”

“Well, y/n, it’s my pleasure,” he responds, tugging the hand from your mouth and pulling it into a handshake. “I’m Atsumu Miya.”

The name rings a bell, but you don’t linger on the topic any further. “So, Atsumu, what brings you out here on Christmas day?”

He beams, sipping his beer. “Overbearing family, just like you. My brother’s brought his pregnant girlfriend, which has obviously gotten me under fire about my lack of relationships.”

You raise an eyebrow and eye him up and down. He certainly doesn’t look like the type of guy who wouldn’t have a girlfriend. He’s got a good physique and, even you have to admit, he’s very good looking.

“Keep it in yer pants.” He laughs, and a red tint rises to your cheeks at being caught out. Atsumu doesn’t take his eyes off yours. “What brings you out here?”

“My family at Christmas are very stressful. There’s not enough alcohol in their house to make me stay there the whole time. So, I said I had some work to finish up before tonight.”

“Families, eh?” He clinks your glasses together and brings it to his lips.

“Yeah, they’re a pain in the ass.” You look at the clock on the wall behind Atsumu’s head, trying to figure out how much longer you could put off returning. Dinner isn’t until half 3, which is an hour away. You could get away with…

“Aw, ya can’t leave me on my own yet. When you leave, I have to go as well!” he whines, tilting his head.

You can’t help but smile. “Why do you have to leave when I go?”

“Because otherwise I’ll just be that guy in the bar, alone on Christmas. I can’t have that bein’ everywhere by New Year.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Why will it be everywhere by New Year? Who has to know?��

Atsumu turns and looks at you as if you just said the most ridiculous thing in the world, and maybe you have. But you don’t know why he’s looking at you that way, and it hits him that you have no idea of who he is.

The smile returns to his face and he shrugs his shoulders. “I dunno. Don’t listen to me, I’ve had three drinks and not eaten anything to prepare for Christmas dinner. I must be drunk.”

Tilting your head to the side, you don’t completely believe him. But you have nothing to back yourself up, so you remain quiet. “How will you get home if you’re drunk? You’re not driving, are you?”

“Nah, I’ve got a ride. Don’t worry yer pretty head about it’.” He winks, and finishes off his next drink. “Did you drive?”

It’s not until he asks you that you realise you can’t drive back home. Your face must show it because Atsumu bursts out laughing. “Okay, maybe I was a little caught up in the moment of needing to get away and didn’t think that far ahead,” you defend yourself, sipping your gin.

“Would ya like a lift home, darlin’?”

He flashes you a smile and the same question runs through your mind once again. How is a man like this still single? He can flirt, he’s hot as hell, and his smile. God, he had a truly beautiful smile. Your knees were weak, thank god you were sat down.

Oh god, what if he’s a murderer? That would explain why he’s single. No man can be this nice and attractive. He has to be a serial killer, and you’re his next victim. You just can’t catch a break!

“Well?”

You shake yourself out of your spiral, giving him a hesitant smile. “Um…”

“I’m not gonna hurt ya. If it’ll help, you can sit in the front with my driver and I’ll sit in the back?” he offers, taking out his phone as it starts to ring. He sighs. “Sorry, darlin’. My brother.”

You nod, considering his offer as he swivels in his chair and brings the phone to his ear.

“What? Tell ma I’ll be back soon. What? You what!?” Atsumu drops back his head and tries to contain his noises of frustration. “Congratulations. I’ll be back in an hour. Yeah, whatever.” He ends the phone call and drops his phone on the bar, downing the rest of the drink.

“Rough call?” you joke, watching the smile return to his face and a laugh slipping from your lips.

“They’re gettin’ married,” he whines, turning back to face you. “Married, y/n! Mrs. Osamu Miya. Fuckin’… It’s like he’s out to get me! He wants this holiday to be miserable for me.”

“He’s not out to get you, Atsumu. What would he gain from this?”

He chuckles. “He’s my brother. He loves watchin’ our parents interrogate me after he drops news like this. Last year he posted it on the Onigiri Miya TikTok page and I went viral. My teammates still watch that fuckin’ video.”

“There’s a video?” you ask, eyes wide. “I would kill my sister if she did that to me. She’s constantly bragging to our parents about her career, she’s going to be an environmental lawyer. I’ve gone back to university because I changed my mind on what I want to do again, and my parents are acting like I’m insane. How can you choose just one thing to do, you know? I wanna be everything, but there’s not enough time.”

Atsumu nods along to your words. “Yeah, I get that.”

“What do you do? How did you choose?”

“Well, I played volleyball in high school and loved it. I got an offer not long after I finished and decided that’s what I wanted to do,” he explains, shrugging his shoulders. “You’ll figure it out eventually. Ya still have time.”

You nod slowly, taking in his words. You pick up your drink to sip a little more, before turning to look at him once again with furrowed eyebrows. “Wait… You’re that Atsumu Miya?”

He nods his head. “Yeah. Was waitin’ to see how long it was gonna take you to realise.” He laughs, looking over his shoulder to catch the time.

“Wow. The camera really doesn’t do you justice,” you comment, finishing off your drink. “Is your driver here?”

“Unfortunately,” he responds, pushing himself off his chair. “Ready to return to hell?” He holds out his hand for you to take with a smile, using his other to grab his coat.

You sigh. “Not quite, but we don’t seem to have a choice.” You take his hand and follow him to the door of the bar. “Are you allowed to leave the bar holding my hand? Or are people going to assume you have a secret girlfriend?”

Atsumu pauses before opening the door, turning to face you. “I don’t care people think yer my girlfriend.” He gives you a smile and rests his back against the door of the cafe. “Yer cute, sweet. Different to my exes. I think, if anything, it should be you worrying about bein’ seen as my girlfriend. Does it bother ya?”

You shake your head. “No. Because we were sat at the bar for over an hour and you didn’t once glance at my boobs.”

He laughs, pushing the door open with his back and pulling you with him. “Come on, darlin’. There’s champagne in the limo, let’s get a little more tipsy.”

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kairismess · 4 months

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HE MIGHT'VE ... MESSED UP.

🏐 genre: fluff !

🍰 summary: he might've pushed you a little over the edge, and when you gave him the silent treatment, he couldn't handle it. he's gonna make it up to you, somehow.

🍥 author's note: is this just an excuse to make an smau? yes no

atsumu miya

atsumu tends to be very annoying when you're ignoring him. you used to think he was aware on how clingy and irritating he can be in hope to get your attention, but no, you have a feeling that–with how much he's been blowing your notifs up, he's probably unaware of how insufferable his apology is. but in a way, it becomes a little... sweet. just a little bit.

fast forward to a few hours later, and he's at your doorstep with all your favorite foods. he calls you, and in a sweet (yet unbearably smug) voice, tells you, "see, sweetie? it's not easy to ignore me... now please don't ignore me ever again, i can't take it... and let me in, please? i wanna apologize! and maybe... make out with you as an apology?"

he's looking up at you with desperation in his brown orbs, with a smile that really hoped you'd let him in and correct his mistakes; and show you that he loves you too much to let you stay mad at him for so long.

tooru oikawa

oikawa isn't the best at communication, despite being so charismatic and able to charm so many of his fans, he has always been scared of losing you. he has had exes before, but he never wished to make one out of you; he loved you too much, he couldn't imagine his life before he met you anymore or had you as his own. hence, he did everything in his power to get you back... through messaging you desperately.

surprisingly, this worked.

and the next day, he was at your beck and call. he'd carry your bag and things for you, take you to your every class, compliment you here and there, treat you to your favorite snacks, buy you things to keep you from getting angry at him, and dedicating every serve at practice for you, despite the other guys on the team (specifically iwaizumi) wanting to punch him for indirectly showing off his lovely girlfriend.

but, no matter, as long as he fixed his mistake and made you happy again... he was okay with it all.

rintaro suna

this boy had a tendency to anger you, and being his girlfriend, you were basically forced to be the butt of all his teasing. one day, he went too far on accident, and you ignored him for almost a week. if this was anyone else, suna would just shrug it off and wait until they'd talk to him again.

but you weren't just anybody. you were the one to suna, even if he didn't show it–he loved you, and he missed having you by his side. he knew he needed to talk to you again, no matter how awkward it'd be.

and he did just that. he facetimed you in the middle of practice and apologized to you over the phone with his classic neutral face. but his tone was slightly different, it carried an air of genuine apology–and his eyes bore into yours, not tearing his eyes away from you for even a second.

he hopes he can be with you tomorrow at school, so he can admire all your beauty the next day. he'll cut back on the teasing, for now, he'll just compliment you and tell the truth: you're too gorgeous for him to handle (while showing you atsumu and osamu's latest brawl).

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wonderoustime · 8 months

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don't get me wrong, atsumu is most definitely an outdoorsy person, but the kind of dates he loves the most are all the indoor ones. and not indoors as in dining at a restaurant or dying of cuteness in cat cafés or wandering through an art gallery, oh no.

indoors as in holed up in your house, wrapped in each others' arms like the lovestruck little gremlins you are, gorging on cheap, greasy yet the most delicious takeout you've ever had (along with a few of osamu's onigiris which seriously can't belong on the same league as your takeout) while binge-watching trashy romcoms and the most predictable action series.

or indoors as in experimenting with new cookie recipes and slow-dancing with him to the music playing out of your phone, accidentally causing them to burn and taste terrible, yet end up being finished in less than five minutes.

or indoors as in curled up on your bed, his head on your chest, your soft voice reading aloud to your favorite book as you gently stroke his hair lulling him to a deep, deep sleep where the coziness of the blankets and the comfort of him accidentally leads to you taking a nap, too, in the middle of the day.

those kinds of indoors >>>

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j-u-u-z-o · 3 months

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“Nature’s Calling.” (Atsumu Miya x F. Reader) NSFW‼️ 18+

An: Heyyy guyssss! It’s been a while! Sorry for making y’all wait so fucking long! 😭 A lot of things happened last month that hindered me from posting this. Anyway! This is just another clingy fox boyfriend scenario and I love the sound of rain. So why not mix the two together. 😩💕 He makes me go crazy. Also, this is my first fic of the year so…yaaay!

Synopsis: Atsumu is spending his time at the local gym with you while the rain is pouring hard outside. So what happens next?

WARNING: NSFW‼️, Atsumu being a dumbass, making out, oral, sex, tight space (you’ll know why lol), GRAMMAR/barely proofread

Take your time reading and dive into the story ✨☺️

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The rain looked like it was getting heavier every minute. You watched it fall in the gym’s parking lot as you stood in front of the front door.

It looked like light snowfall from streetlights in the large space. Contrary to the rain pummeling hard on the surface.

“Babe? Whatcha ya’ doing?” Atsumu asked, lifting 40 pound dumbbells up and down, while he stared at your back and down to your plump ass under your black fitted shorts. You turned to his direction, seeing his glistening body flex while he lifted. Even his deep V peeking a bit. You jogged towards him. “It’s getting worse outside, we should call it a night before —“

“Excuse me. We’re about to close in 15 minutes . Please wrap up what you’re doing and get home safely. The gym staff said, preparing for store closing. “Ho…” he slowly dropped his dumbbell to either side of his body, looking bummed from the sudden announcement. “Yeah, babe.” You said softly,looking up at him. He looked at the front door and saw the heavy rainfall and said, “Yo! Can we wait till the rain stops? It’s crazy out there.” He turned to the man who was cleaning up the equipment. “I’m sorry but we need time to get this done so that we can have a smooth closing process.” Plus you are the only two customers in here — for almost three hours. Just go home already. The staff mentally noted while he wiped the weights.

“Tch. Damn it.” He sucked his teeth in annoyance. He really wanted to prepare for the next tournament in good shape than he already is. “Alright,” he sighed. “let’s get ready to go, baby.” Sadly putting the dumbbells down in its station and throwing his sweat towel over his shoulder.

“Thank you for coming!” The staff said sarcastically. “Please get home safely.” Another staff member said, quickly locking the door in front of you two and walking to the supply room in the back door to help his team. You and atsumu’s eyes followed the staff who was happily inside. Dry and warm. While you both stood outside in the rain like abandoned puppies. “That bastard. He can’t even be bothered to —“ the rain suddenly poured down harder. He quickly snapped his head around to see and pulled you closer to him. You face snuggled in his warm clothed chest — avoiding to look at the scene. “Let’s make a run for the car.” He mumbled, looking down at you with a small grin before kissing your forehead softly. You nodded and smiled softly at him.

He held your hand and shouted “Let’s go!” But before you could run, the world tilted on its axis as atsumu picked you up. “Tsumu!” You grabbed on the hem of his hoodie from behind while he carried you on his shoulder, running to his car.

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The rain dropped hard while you two sat in the car listening to it. Filling the thick silence between you two.

Well this is embarrassing. He mentally noted.

“We should’ve left early.” He gave a dry laugh, looking around the parking lot from inside the car. He shook his hand in his hair drenched hair . Some Splashing a bit on your face. “Tsumu! What the hell!” You pouted, wiping your cheeks. his grey sweats were a bit soaked too. He’s so stupid sometimes. You mentally noted. You told him to leave early but he was stubborn to leave — now look what happened. Kicked out and stuck inside the car. With a clingy fox-like boyfriend. You shook your head and rolled your eyes, looking out the window from your side, watching the rain drops falling down a puddle at the end of the parking lot. “Let’s go home, baby.” He pressed the start button and turned to look at you.

Atsumu watched you with a pout on his face. He knew he should’ve listened to you. “Babe, I’m -

Brmmmm!

Your phones vibrates simultaneously. “Hm?” He hummed, picking up yours instead. You turned and looked at the bright source in the car. “Weather alert: HEAVY RAINFALL UNTIL 9PM. POTENTIAL FLOODING. DO NOT DRIVE UNTIL RAIN CLEARS.”

you stared at the screen blankly — not saying anything. He looked at your blank face illuminated by the bright screen.

“I’m soowee baby.” He whined playfully, quickly nuzzling his face in your neck while he pulled you close. “. I didn’t mean ta’ be so stupid!” He continued, rubbing his face against your soft skin. “I love ya so much baby.” He kept Begging for your forgiveness, you closer your eyes in annoyance by his wet hair rubbing against your cheek. “Okay! Okay!” You said, finally giving in. He lifted his head — his dark brown eyes looking deep into yours. “Thank you ~.” He smiled widely before kissing your lips softly. “Just don’t do it again.” You said, your lips getting peppered with kisses playfully. “Mmm.” He hummed, smacking his lips against yours once more. “I promise.” He said lowly, chuckling softly.

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The sounds of the heat circulating through the car felt so good. Especially the wet kisses he was leaving on your neck while you watched videos on TikTok. “Mmm.” He moaned softly, caressing your midsection under your shirt. You cheeks felt hot in the middle of his cuddles. “Mm.” You whimpered, he kissed your favorite spot that makes your pulse flutter, earning a soft chuckle from him. “Mmm..Tsumu.” You panted, distracted by his lingering kiss on your favorite spot and his warm palm brushing up and down your stomach, lovingly.

A loud funny voice from a TikTok video stopped him in his tracks and looked down at the screen. He gave a throaty groan as he watched the funny video while he rested his head on your shoulder for a moment before going back to his task. After a while, you put your phone down and looked out the window as he so. A comfortable silence was felt between you two while the rain fell on the roof and the windshield of the car.

You just want to go home. Hoping for the rain to calm down. As if he read your mind, he moved away from your neck and turned your head to face him. “Ya okay, baby. It’s gonna go away soon” he said. “Okay?” He asked again, making sure you’re not worried as he caressed your cheek. “Mm.” You nodded slowly. “Don’t worry, we’re gonna get home.” He mumbled, leaning closer before his lips met yours. Deep yet slow passionate kisses filled the air inside the car. His hand slid back down and underneath your shirt— brushing his fingers against your tummy. “Mm.” You moaned, loving the way his lips never left yours, dancing with it slowly, rhythmically.He knows how to clear your mind in so many ways. The slow lip smacking sounds mixed well with the pattering sound of the rain.

“Ah.” You panted softly, feeling his warm hand slide down and in between your inner thighs, gently stroking it. “Mmm.” He moaned in the passionate kisses, feeling how warm your skin was getting. His fingers crossed over to brush your clothed pussy. “Mm.” You whimpered, quivering from the brush-like strokes, making you break the kiss. “Tsumu.” You breathed out, looking down at the fingers brushing it in circles, rewarding him with another soft moan.

“Let me see them baby.” He whispered. You removed the straps from your shoulders and pulled your strapped tank top down, shyly. Revealing your plump breasts, your hard pebbled nipples always looking ready to be sucked on. “Wow.” He sighed, staring at them in awe when you gently tugged them with your fingers. looking even more erect than it naturally is already. you turned your body a bit in the cramp space of your seat to get more friction on his fingers and to feel his crafty appendage on your pebbled nipples. He rested his elbow on the mid console and leaned over. You rested your hands on his shoulders and your foot on the end of the seat as you watched his fingers brush your clothed clit and his mouth wrap around your erect nipple from in between.

The gratified moans left your throat and rang in his ears while he fiddled with your clothed clit and sucked your nipples. “Here?” He whispered knowingly, looking up at you while he slowly licked your nipple. You tilted your head to the side, nodding to his ministrations, exhaling while scratching his undercut, lovingly. He was still looking up at you while he flicked your erect nipple. You were squirming under his fingers that brushed your clothed pussy so well. His tongue has gotten even more watery from the sight that you started hearing the wet sounds coming from it. “M-mmm.” You moaned, your fingers trembling on his shoulders. “Ah-Unnh” you pushed your chest closer to his mouth, sighing from the feathery sensation from the way his warm and watery muscle licked your hard and sensitive nipple. It felt so good, licking it right in the center — just how you like it. And then, sucking it gently.

After a while, a wet pop rang in your ears and he moved up to leave kisses on your neck. “Unh.” Your head fell back, feeling his calloused fingers stroking your thighs in a feathery. His warm palms grazing your skin making you caress his the sides of his neck — needy for more. “Let’s take this off.” He whispered, sliding them up to the waistline of your fitted shorts while still lingering on your neck.

You looked around — worried. searching the parking lot for any person or thing, that might see you and your boyfriend. Since he parked under the light pole. How dumb. He leaned back and followed your eyes. “It’s just us, baby.” He assured, “the doors are locked too. Wanna check?” He chuckled, earning a light smack on his chest. “But babe —“ “I want to make it up to ya’.” His fingers brushed your sides, making you shiver as he waited for you to answer. You looked around the area again and from the back window. He waited patiently while admiring your flushed beauty. You sighed and looked at him. “Just this once.” You said lowly, as if somebody was watching you two. “Okay, baby.” He hummed and kiss your lips, gently.

Soon after, he helped you take off your shorts and panties. “Mmm.” He grinned, getting a glimpse of your pretty pussy, glistening thanks to the lights inside the car and the light pole outside, luckily. “Sit back baby.” He pulled back to adjust the seat — lowering it a bit. You stared up at the ceiling inside the car and breathed a bit deeply. He gently spread your legs open and lifted your right leg to rest on the armrest on your side. He bent over and started leaving slow kisses on chest and down to your tummy. “Just relax baby.” He mumbled, catching you looking out the window for anyone. His continuing left hand brushed your deep inner thighs. Making you look down at his tasks, distracting you.

The way his soft palm brushed your left inner thigh, you moved it to the side a bit to give him more room — to feel more of the gentle caress. “Mmm.” You moaned, his fingers slid down your thigh, brushing the tips on your outer folds, softly. Soon after, You gasped expertly started digging in between your inner folds. Brushing it side to side, slowly opening you up. “Ya so warm, baby.” He praised, leaning down to look at your puffy pussy lips. You panted while you watched him rub our folds. He bit his bottom lip as he so until he slid them down and up to your clit — making your buck your hips up from the sensation. He chuckled and looked at you. You blushed hard at his gaze while the rain drops fell down hard — adding to the pleasuring atmosphere.

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“Huuungggh” you groaned heavily, turning your head to the side while he edged your clit so well. Slowly and steadily. His fingers brushing so… softly. tweaking it to get more out of you. “Mmmm.” You but your bottom lip, relishing your pussy getting massaged by his crafty fingers. He slid them down and up and flicked your clit. “So sexy, baby.” He said thickly, watching your hips roll up against his fingers, covering them with your warm slickness. You bucked your hips, your throbbing clit meeting his calloused fingertips every time. “Haaa…yeah. Like that.” Praising him breathlessly, circling your hips while he rubbed it slowly — almost like stroking a cat’s soft ear.

His strokes were sparking fires in your lower stomach. “Ugh.” Moaning as you rolled your hips up to meet his feather-light strokes on his slippery fingertips.

breathing heavily, you felt your release getting closer. So you grounded your hips and rolled your hips up — getting your clit stroked with his soft fingers. your pussy quickly started pulsating — making you pant quickly until you whined; grabbing onto the hem of your tank top for some kind of control. Short spurts of your fluids fell on his fingers while he continued stroking it, softly. you grunted heavily each time you released your fluids:

Rubs, “Ugh…” — squirt

Rubs, “Aghhh…” — squirt,

Rubs, ”U-unngh…” and squirt.

You quivered heavily from the last spurt. He hummed in satisfaction — he loves a squirter. He leaned over in between your legs. “M-mm!.” You whimpered, shivering when you felt his lips give a quick peck on your sore puffy clit, earning another quick short spurt afterwards. He chuckled. “Look how puffy your clit looks now.” Smiling at his work. However, he didn’t want to stop there. “Tsumu.” You whined, almost sounding like a cry, watching him lower his head between your legs in such a cramped space. You haven’t cooled down enough from the first orgasm. “Jus’ wanna taste you.” He mumbled, angling his head and sticking out his tongue.

“a-aunhh!.” You twitched, the sudden fluttering sensations prickled all over your body as his tongue started licking your puffy clit, side to side. “Oh god” you panted shallowly, watching the wet digit graze it so well. Feeling very hot, you to look out the window. Your chest heavily as the appendage swiped your slowly in circles. “Ahh..”then closing your eyes, you listened to the relaxing raindrops and the pure thrilling sensations on your clit. After a while, The quiet space mixed with your heavy exhales and rain drops were the only two things that filled thick the air. “Mmmmm.” You moaned, resting your hand on his head, gently scratching it as he left soft pecks right on your erect clit. The wet gentle pecks added tingles in your lower tummy. Rewarding him with a a few of your breaths hitching satisfyingly. “Yeah…don’t stop baby.” You whispered, caressing his hair messily and pushing it back to the side as you began slowly bucking your hips to his kissable mouth.

You lifted your left leg and hooked it over his shoulders to give him more room. And for you, a more better view of him sucking and kissing your puffy clit and the sheer friction that you’re receiving. “Ungh…y-yeah…suck it.” You groaned thickly, watching his puckered lips sucking it passionately. His soft and warm lips felt so good around your throbbing clit. You eventually started humping it as he so. the sounds from the car seat creaking — mixing with the sucking sounds from his lips, as you so. “Agh! Y-Yeah!” humming from the overtaking pleasure, your clit throbbing relentlessly. The rapid sounds of his sucking from your hips bucking feverishly echoed inside the car. “Fuck!” You whispered out, your release getting closer and closer. You lifted your right leg from that rested on the armrest and bucked quickly agaisnt his mouth — making your leg dangle in the air. “A-aungh!” You cried erotically, abruptly twitching in your seat, pushing his head deeper, sucking it harder as you relish the remaining sparks of your of your orgasm.

A wet pop from his lips, he pulled back and took off his black t-shirt. Licking his lips, he reached out for your hand. You eyes followed his direction as he puts it inside his sweat shorts. You gasped, feeling his sheath — hard and hot. “Do your thing, baby.” He mumbled, biting his lips, looking down with anticipation. erection.

You stroked his girth, gently. Feeling some of the veins against your fingers. He pulled his cock out with your hand, “Yeah…that’s nice.” He moaned lowly, Receiving a better view of your hand doing its task. His gratified moans was heard from this throat. You looked up at him — his head resting on the headrest with his eyes closed while he gave a few throaty moans. The only sound that rang in your ears despite the constant raindrops. You shyly looked back down at your slow strokes; eventually rubbing your fingers around the mushroom tip in circles. Earning an open mouth sigh from him. You quietly leaned over, resting your knees on the cushion, and kissed the pinkish tip. He twitched. “You’re a sneaky one, aren’t ya.” He chuckled, slowly opening his eyes. “Ooh.” He said lowly, feeling your warm lips wrapping aroind his cock and slowly bobbing down the length. “Yeah…slow baby. Just like that.” He bit his bottom lip, and stroked your back, gently.

After a few minutes, he began rolling his hips up to your mouth. Your tongue glided around the sheath, feeling your tongue swipe against the veins. Placed hand atop your head and Bucking into your roughly yet steadily. “Gak!” You gagged, the tip poking the back of your throat. He moaned as it did, listening to light wet sounds each time it entered your needy mouth. “Mmmmm.” He growled, brushing your back lovingly while you focused on sucking the tip.

Head fell back on the headrest— a Long breathless sigh left his lips while his dark brown eyes looked around the empty parking lot.

“Come’re” he lifted your head up and cupped your cheeks. Your soft lips looks sore that his lips met yours deeply. Tasting yourself and his own — mixing the two together. “Get on my lap.” He whispered, breaking the kiss. Without a word, you did.

Well. He does owe me, right? You mentally noted.

You know having sex with him in the car is a roller coaster— literally. And, uncomfortable because of the tight space inside of the car too. Which is why you’d only settle for cuddles. His rough passionate sex turns you into a hot mess — all the time.

He pushed his seat back to get a better view of your beautiful body above him and he helps you get to his side of the car until he pulled you close to his chest. He gasped when he felt your erect nipples rub against his chest. Resting your hands on his shoulders, you rubbed it against him playfully, earning a playful moan from him. “Mmm. That feels nice, baby.” He grinned, looking into your eyes as you so, rewarding you with throaty moans. He raised his head and his warm mouth captured your tit — sucking it lovingly like he’s kissing you deeply and slowly. “M-mmm’.” You moaned softly, feeling his crafty tongue flicking your nipple. You steered your body side to side while he licked it.

Breaking away from your puffy nipple, he got himself comfortable. Pushing the car seat back, Stretching out his legs and then spreading it apart. You giggled when he pulled you down closer to him — knowing that he’s gonna fuck so good. You spread your legs apart thanks to your knees resting on his thighs. Your hand slid in between and stroked his cock. He held your hand with his and slowly rubbed the tip against pussy. Gliding it up and down your pussy. “Ahh.” You moaned, the warmth feeling so good in your folds and then circling it around your puffy clit. Your circled your hips for friction as he so — your warm arousal glossing his cock the tip. “Oh baby…” you breathed out, humping it steadily, up and down. His dark brown arbs stared in yours deeply. Relishing your nipples rubbing against his chest and your warm pussy circling his hard cock.

With his hand wrapped around yours, he slid his girth in between your slick folds once more and helped you align it to your cunt. Feeling the tip poke your entrance, your pussy throbbed by the feeling as he waited for your signal to go. You then slowly pushed it in. Slowly taking him inside while you sunk on it —letting go of his girth once the tip was inside. A shaken moaned left his lips when you leaned back to seat yourself properly.

Your hands slid down to his chest and you applied some of your weight on it when you began rolling your hips steadily on his sheath — getting adjusted to his length. He rested his hand on your lower back and the other on the back of your thigh while you Roughly yet gently, grind on his cock. Arching your back, you feel it massaging your tight plush walls while the tip poked your sweet spot, over and over. “Ooh.” You breathed out, relishing the warm friction of the length stroke you so well. “Mmmmm.” you continued, rocking your hips roughly and slowly, pushing your ass back to feel his entire length graze your walls. It felt so good . Especially the veins on his cock that added to the pleasure you were receiving.

A few moments passed and you increased your pace. Riding his cock with so much want while his body was rocking below you. You watch his blissed face while you panted. His face was turned to the side with his eyes closed while he bit his bottom lip. His head getting pushed up against the headrest while he was relishing your warm tight cunt squeezing around him. Soon after, his throaty guttered moans echoed inside the car — which made you clench his length and ride him a bit quicker. Suddenly, the wet sounds coming from your sobbing cunt was ringing in his ears. “Aauuungh.” He groaned deeply, feeling you squeeze his cock tightly, on purpose. “Ug-unnhhh.” He was getting completely taken away by your ministrations — feeling putty underneath you. You smiled softly at his pure reactions and leaned over to kiss him deeply. “Mmmmm~.” He moaned, smacking his lips against yours, passionately.

He slid his hands up to your hips. Gripping it push it back and forth on his length roughly.“Ahh…fuck baby.” He said deeply, seemingly in a daze while he admired your beautiful form rocking above his. Your warm exhales fell on his face as you so. “Ride it, baby.” He whispered, looking down in between to see his cock covered in your arousal. Warm and glistening in the light every time you lifted your hips. He smacked your ass cheeks roughly and kneaded it to reward you while he watched. Soon after, he began bucking his hips to meet yours — earning a few of your breaths hitching. Echoing in his ears. He thrusted his cock into your sobbing cunt with good measure each time you sunk on it — rewarding him shaken pants and your body quivering from his deep thrusts.

“Oh baby.” You moaned erotically, your ass bouncing on his thighs while his long strokes were rubbing your sweet spot so well. “You like that huh.” He looked up with a cocky smile. He pulled your hips down to his to deepen his thrusts and gripped it; not wanting to be at least an inch away from your clenching pussy. “Oh yeah..” you panted, lifting your head up, your pussy making thick sticky sounds of your arousal smothering his pelvis.

A few more controlled thrusts, He spread his legs further apart and gripped your knees from underneath. The sudden shifting made yelp as your feet rest atop thighs now, your right hand holding onto the armrest and the other resting on top of the center console. He smirked at your pussy in full view: your wet folds spread out more and your pretty puffy clit. “A-ah!” You leaned on your side, quivering as he started thrusting in your cunt quickly. “Ooooh. Fuuuck.” He breathed out, watching his quick controlled thrusts making your body quiver. “Mmm!” He bit his bottom lip, gripping your knees underneath roughly and increasing his pace while you clenched him relentlessly.

“Ts-sumu!” Your tits bounced around feverishly from his ministrations. The wet sounds grew louder quickly — mixed with your breathless moans. “Mmmrgh.” He whined deeply, relishing your tight warmth, and eyeing your suckable nipples bouncing in his face. “Ah!” You whimpered, quivering when you felt his feather light touches brush your waist — up and down and around your soft glistening skin. You head fell back and you closed your eyes. The sounds of his cocking slamming in your sobbing cunt and it poking your sweet spot sparked a prickling feeling in your stomach — beginning to make your clit throb from the fluttering sensations. “Haaa…haa..” you panted, bucking down to meet his deep relentless thrusts. You started to feel your walls trembling — “A-Ah! Ah!” you gasped rapidly, feeling your release coming soon. His hands gripped your thighs from underneath and pushed it back, the heel of your feet digging in his thigh. He raised himself and bucked feverishly in your cunt. “Uuuuungh!” He hissed, rolling his hips up roughly, his skin slapping against your soaked pussy, rapidly. “Heh! That’s it.” He chuckled, staring hardly at your pussy slowly oozing out white fluids — covering his cock. You warm fluids dripped on his length. Creaming his cock lovingly and yours too every time slammed into you. Soon after, he reached out to rub his thumb against your clit. Your head snapped down and watched it brush your clit softly in contrast to his feverish thrusts. Your body tensed up and felt putty each second. “Mmmm.” You whimpered, the friction on your clit fluttering all over your body. You’re were about to come. Very soon. “Yeah! Yeah!” He whispered, rubbing your clit while your walls squeezing him all too well, making him push his cock into you roughly. “G’head baby.” He said thickly. “Cum on my fucking cock.” Hissing at how tight you feel around his sheath.

Soon after, your clit was pulsating uncontrollably. “U-ugh!” You groaned, your hips pushed up and you cummed. your cum gushes out of you in fast, long spurts that manages land on his abs. “Oh!” He shouted, quickly gripping your hips and slamming into you frantically. “A-aah!” You cried, Your walls were crumbling around him, crazily. “Mm!” He moaned roughly, biting his bottom lip while he looked deep into you watery eyes. “Right there. “Right there…don’t stop, baby.” He said thickly, Sitting up and Pulling you down on his cock while he slammed into you. “Haa…fuck.” His mouth opened slowly, breathing heavily as he was feeling his climax getting closer, “yeah…” he breathed out. His fingers were digging into your hips — an iron grip on it that you couldn’t move around. “Right there, Tsumu!” You panted, his tip kept hitting your sweet spot making you pulsate and spurt out again, roughly. The wet slapping sounds rang inside the car, endlessly. “Unh!” You twitched under his iron grip, feeling completely putty after cumming again. “Ugh!” He growled loudly; a few more quick thrusts, he gave a long strangled-like moan when his cum shoots in your walls while he struggled to keep going — twitching while his breath was hitching heavily until he froze. His warm fluids shooting inside you while he held you tightly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Heavy breathes echoed inside the car. Your pussy was throbbed by his cock twitching inside your soaked cunt. “Shit. I swear to god your pussy is on another level, baby.” He said breathlessly, resting his head back on the headrest while his chest heaved heavily. You hummed. Leaning over to his chest to cuddle. You whined, shifting your sore legs from his iron grip and resting them on his sides. You began leaving kisses on his neck as a thank you for keeping his promise. He stared up at the car ceiling as you so, still relishing your warmth inside your cunt for a few more minutes before pulling his cock out. After a while, you rested your hand on his left cheek and your soft lips met his passionately. “Mmmm.” He moaned in the slow deep kisses and suddenly smacked your ass cheeks, earning a playful moan from you. He chuckled and kneaded your ass while both lips smacked one another, lovingly.

After a while, he broke the kiss and his hands slid up to massage your breasts. “We should do this more often, baby.” He grinned, his thumbs brushing your nipples, feathery. You giggled at his fox-like smile. “I think Mother Nature is tellin’ us somethin’” he added, wiggling his thick eyebrows. “You’re so stupid.” You have a breathless laugh and he followed. A few deep kisses later, both phones abruptly vibrated simultaneously. You lifted yourself from his chest and he whined as you reached out for his phone. “Oh. It says it’s safe to drive now.” You read the text message. Now that you mentioned it, you looked out the window and realized that the rain had stopped.

“Babe.” You looked down at him, hoping he heard you. He hummed in agreement and sat up. “I heard ya.” He wrapped an arm around you, resting his chin on your breasts, smiling softly. “What?” You giggled, brushing his hair. “Let’s egg the gym someday.” He announced, smiling devilishly. Your eyes widened. “For what —“ “For payback.” He mumbled. You sighed at the clingy man who was looked up at you for an a see while admiring your genuine beauty. You shook your head and said, “let’s go home. I wanna take a shower.”

“And we can have a round two?” He suggested.

“If you promise to not vandalize the gym.” You smiled. “That doesn’t sound like a good deal to me, baby.” He pouted, “we could’ve died out here, ya know.” You raised an eyebrow at his dumb remark. “Yeah while fucking in the midst of a deadly storm, Shut up! .” You shook your head and smacked his shoulder, pulling back to lift up your strapped tank top while he chuckled. He quickly leaned forward and sucked your nipple and flicked it quickly. “Tsumu!”

“What. They’re starin’ at me! They love me, see?” He flicked it playfully while he looked up at you.

“I’m taking the bus home.” You pulled up your top and forcefully unwrapped his arm off around you, and moved back to your seat. "Nooo." He whined, quickly pulling back — taking his sweat towel and started cleaning up with a pout on his face. You gave him a kiss on the cheek for listening to you a few minutes after.

“You see what happens when you listen? You get rewarded.” You giggled playfully, putting back your panties and shorts on. “Oh? What’s my reward, then?” He looked at you expectantly as he started the car. “You’re not sleeping on the couch tonight, babe.” You said, smiling while you put on your seatbelt. “Well…I was hoping for a round two in the shower. But I guess…that’s fair.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Just drive the damn car, Tsumu!” You crossed your arms and turned to look out the window, annoyed again.

“Yeees ma’am .” He dragged out, shifting the gear to drive. “I’m getting my guys to egg the gym though. Since you don’t want to.” He said, on purpose, driving to the parking lot’s exit.

You sighed and shook your head — pouting. He suddenly rested his hand on your thigh as a silent apology. He really doesn’t want to sleep on the couch.

You didn’t want to repeat yourself again.

Keep pushing your luck, Tsumu.

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kairiscorner · 6 months

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I saw your dialogue prompts and I can’t help but get serious Atsumu Miya vibes from #10. Like Atsumu seriously pinning for reader and reader just ignoring because Atsumu is a known smug playboy and they don’t trust him. And it’s just him not giving up and at one point he realizes he just needs to open up and be vulnerable instead of putting on this “cool hot guy” facade he has been doing to get attention.

My pronouns are she/her and I’m AFAB, so if it is a choice I’d personally prefer a fem reader, but I’m perfectly fine with a gender neutral reader, which ever you choose is perfect :3

❝maybe i wanna be more than just cool.❞ — atsumu miya x fem!reader

🗨️ dialogue prompt #10: "if you can't believe me, then i'll have to show you that i'm serious about you."

📸 photo creds: bakuxxplosion on pinterest !

✒️ word count: 929

🏐 genre: fluff.

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"hey... you're really pretty." he whispers in your ear, his voice dripping with smugness and confidence. he backs away from you a little to see your reaction, smiling to himself, instead of smirking; but you couldn't tell the difference, you were ignoring him completely. if he wanted a reaction, he got one, just not the one he wanted–you were backing away now, not even shifting your gaze up to meet his big, brown eyes, even for a second.

you were aware about the kind of reputation atsumu had, and dare you say he was definitely someone you wouldn't wanna give the time of day, let alone the satisfaction in getting your attention. it might have seemed rude on your part, but you didn't wanna take your chances and see if he was... actually serious in what he was saying. he sighed at your lack of a response, save for you backing away.

"what do i have to do... to get you to realize that i want you?" he asks you in a soft mumble his nose against your hair, his lips against your ear. you might have blushed a little at the feeling of him being in such close proximity to you, but you disregarded that fluttering in your chest; could just be the shock that coursed through your body when he approached you so abruptly. you remained quiet, much to his amusement. atsumu was not one to take no for an answer, but your silence was fueling him to take things up a notch. after all, unless you say anything close to a 'no' to his face, he'll keep pushing his luck, get you to warm up to him, just a little bit.

he chuckled and threaded the ends of your hair with his thumb and index finger, twirling it around his fingers with a lazy grin on his face. "you're hot when you're ignoring me." he muttered all softly. "ignore me more and i might just do something drastic." "...like what?" you finally squeak out in a soft voice. atsumu lives to hear you speak to him, though you seldom do to him outside of school, and whenever it's necessary. he smiled a little wider when you asked that, running his hand through your hair. "maybe like... finally ask you out on a date? and i don't mean asking you out all lamely and desperately like i'm sure other guys have done to you before... i mean like... i'll tell you everything you need to know, and then you'll decide if i'm not good enough for you." he utters in such a cryptic, yet straightforward, manner.

it confused you when he mentioned that last part, just what did you need to know? you crinkled your eyebrows up at him, and that made his heart skip a beat. "cute." he mumbled as he gently pressed on your nose, booping your nose by surprise. he chuckled at you scoffing at his little gesture, making him lean forward, even closer to you, and smirk all smugly. "y'know... if you were any other girl, i think i'd've won you over by now, just saying." oh he was hurting his chances already. "but..." he trailed off as he placed his hand on the top of your head, tousling it up a little. "...you're not just any girl. and you're so much of a new experience to me... i think i'm actually falling for you. what a shock, right?"

"i don't want you to know me as a cocky asshole who gets everything he wants... maybe i wanna be more than just cool–" he says as he scoots closer to you, his leg against yours, and his arm behind your back, nearly wrapping around your waist. "–i want to be yours. if you can't believe me, then i'll have to show you that i'm serious about you–and i'll do... whatever it takes, to show you that i love you."

you thought your ears and eyes were deceiving you when you finally turned around to see atsumu, his cheeks flushed and his nose a little red–his ears all pink as he looks down at your hands, thoughts of intertwining his hand with yours filled his mind, but he didn't find himself worthy of doing so until you decided that... you loved him, too. atsumu doesn't want you to like him back out of reluctance or pity, he swears he'll do everything he can to win you over.

you're the only warmth that melts his coolness away, and he wants to be worthy of being in your presence, he wants to every time you see him to be a moment ingrained in your memory as a good day, as a day you felt happiest–a day when you feel loved by this smug, snarky seeming–yet secretly lovesick–boy that was head over heels in love with you.

"...i really, really love you... and i wanna make you love me. so... give me a hard time if you want, i'm not giving up, because i love you, so, so much." he mumbles, his lips curving into a real, genuine smile that harbored no false impressions or masked up feelings or intentions; atsumu miya was smitten with you–and he'd do everything he can to prove it, even let his pride down and let you see the true him, the him that was so deeply taken in by all of you that he's acting out his wildest dreams right now with you: telling you how much he loves you while he's riding on the high of euphoria of loving you.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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I Trust You

Kageyama Tobio X Fem! Reader (she/her pronouns); past Miya Atsumu x reader

Warnings: Cheating/infidelity, angst, fluff, swearing, kissing, Atsumu is a real jerk

WC: ~6k

A/N: I’ve had this fic sitting in my drafts for a LONG time. I decided to finally just get it out so it’s not really proof read and definitely not beta read 😅

You couldn't believe what you were seeing. Blinking a few times, you rubbed your eyes to make sure the imagine in front if you was real.

Your boyfriend of over a year, MSBY setter, Atsumu Miya was kissing another woman. Your heart sank to the pit of your stomach as you watched the scene unfold, his hands grasping her waist like they had yours just this morning. The thought made you sick.

"Hey YN,” voice sounded from behind you as you turn to see your best friend Mila standing next to her boyfriend, Korai Hoshiumi of the Schweiden Adlers. Mila's hands flew up to her mouth at the sight before her. Korai watched his girlfriends gaze, following it to see you as well as Atsumu behind you. You could see Korai's fist clench in rage as you turned to see Atsumu. His eyes met yours, his face paling.

"Atsumu baby, who is she?" the woman in his arms asked as tears blurred your vision. You couldn't move, the shock of everything overcoming you like waves in the ocean. "Hey what’s," a voice said from behind you. Turning, you saw Tobio Kageyama, setter for the Schweiden Adlers, standing next to Mila and Korai. His eyes concerned when he saw your face, turning into pure rage when he looked beyond you at the scene causing your tears. It couldn't have been more than a few seconds since you first laid eyes on your boyfriend and the other woman but the time felt like it had all but stopped.

You watched as Mila approached you, reaching out to grab you. "Hey honey, are you ok?" she said, trying to check on you. Your eyes snapped to hers as the tears rolled down your cheeks, you turned to look at Atsumu who had no let go of the woman and was walking closer. You instinctively backed away, turning and running from the arena where your entire world had just shattered. You heard Mila's voice yelling at you then at Atsumu as you continued to run.

“Atsumu you fucking asshole!” A voice shouted as your head fogged, running as fast as possible just to escape. “YN wait!” Another voice called but you didn’t stop, running as fast as you legs could carry you, desperate to escape the pain.

“She ran this way,” a voice carried through the arena as you hit the front door, the cold air biting at your face as you took off down the busy street.

Signaling a taxi, you hoped in, telling the driver your address as you stared forward, not wanting to look back.

Back at you're shared apartment with Atsumu, you grabbed a suitcase and stuffed as many clothes as you could in it, hoping to quickly make your exit. You filled your toiletries bag full of your skin care, shampoo, conditioner and whatever else you needed. The end goal being to not return for as long as humanly possible.

You grabbed your laptop, tablet and chargers making sure you had all the basic necessities and left the apartment as quickly as you came. Catching the elevator, you rode down to the first floor, holding yourself together surprisingly well.

Upon exiting, you saw Atsumu's car pull up in a hurry. Not ready to face him just yet, you decided to hide in the lobby bathroom until he got into the elevator. You heard his hurried words, "come on, come on" as he clicked the button, the elevator door opening and closing. You quickly exited the building, grabbing a taxi and telling them the address to Mila and Korai's shared apartment. Clicking your best friends number, you held your phone up to your ear as it rang.

"YN! Oh my god thank God you are ok! We are all so worried about you,” Mila said sounding scared.

"I'm headed to your apartment now, can I stay a few days just until I can figure things out?" you said, your voice cold and empty.

"Of course baby, you can stay as long as you need too,” Mila responded. You could hear her talking to someone, presumably Korai, telling them you were safe.

"Thanks Mila," you said, the tears catching in your throat as your emotions started to crest. You hung up quickly, trying to hold everything in so as to not alarm the taxi driver.

Arriving at the upscale apartments, you quickly walked in and headed to Korai and Mila’s apartment.

"Hey Korai," you said, trying to smile as he opened the door, grabbed your luggage and hauled you into a hug.

"Hey YN," he said as you hugged him back tight.

"Is she here? Baby!" Mila said running toward you and scooping you into a tight hug. You hugged her back as your body began to shake uncontrollably, the emotions you had been resisting finally boiling over.

You begin falling to the ground, screaming and crying as Mila held you, petting your hair and kissing your forehead. Everything was becoming too much and your body was worn out.

"Hey-Hey shhhh it's ok, it's all going to be ok," Mila said, petting your hair as you sobbed. You could hear Mila talking to Korai but you couldn't make out the words, your brain was clouded with all the emotions of the past hour.

"He's calling again,” Korai said as you continued to sob in Mila's arms.

“Tell him she's safe and to fuck all the way off," Mila growled at her boyfriend who you assume only nodded and walked away.

"W-what is wrong with me Mila? W-what did I do?? I-I k-know I'm not always around but I-I try! I go to all his games, I make dinner, I thought everything was ok," you said crying out to your best friend.

She continued to pet your head, holding you close as she whispered, "YN this isn't your fault! Don't you dare thing any of this is your fault baby! Atsumu is a fucking idiot and he doesn’t deserve you!" You cried harder as she pulled you closer yet, kissing your forehead. Korai returned to the living room, his face unreadable.

"Well?" Mila asked.

"He wants to come over. He’s losing it Mila. He knows YN took her stuff and left. I heard him throw something against the wall,” Korai said.

"Are you fucking kidding me? He did this and now he’s acting like a child because he got caught! " Mila whisper shouted, still caressing your hair as she continued to console you.

"I told him no babe. I said our priority is YN and that I don’t think he should be around her in the state he’s in. He told me that it wad fucked up and that he was going to send Osamu over," Korai said, exasperated.

"Does he really think she wants to see Osamu right now either?" Mila chimed in.

“That’s what I said but he was adamant so I called Osamu and told him what happened. He said he wasn't going to fight Atsumu's battle and as far as I know, he's just as pissed at Sumu as the rest of us. Apparently Sakusa had already called him because Atsumu was raging in the locker room, ”Korai said.

“He should be raging at himself right now! He’s the one who fucked everything up! I swear to god that man,” Mila growled.

You breathed in harshly, hiccupping as you pulled your head away to look up at Mila and Korai. Positive you looked like you had just been hit by a bus with your makeup all over, you went to speak.

Korai's phone rang again as he quickly answered it quickly.

"I swear to God if that's Sumu again," Mila said, sounding like she was ready to kill.

“Hey Kageyama- yeah she's here with us now," Korai said as you watched Korai ran his hand down his face, “Dude- trust me I know, I want to punch him just as bad as you do but we can't do that. We can't risk suspension before the Olympics."

You wiped your eyes as you and Mila watched Korai walk around the living room.

"Nah she's ok dude. She's with Mila and me and she's going to stay for as long as she needs too,” Korai said looking and smiling at you. You smiled back, looking down and whipping your eyes a little. Mila pulled you into a hug to which you reciprocated.

"I think we all just need to cool down man. Yeah, I know- I know Kageyama. Yeah I'll tell her. Ok bye,” Korai said hanging up.

"Kageyama wanted to make sure you were ok YN. He wanted to come check on you but I think we all need a night to just chill,” Korai added.

You smile and nod at the thought of how much Tobio cared for you. You sat back, getting to your knees and standing as Mila watched.

“Tobio ran after you YN,” Mila interjected, “he probably would have caught you if he hadn’t gotten into it with Atsumu.”

Your eyes widened as you spoke, “they didn’t fight did they?”

Korai shook his head, responding, “no, Bokuto and Hinata got in-between them and then the coaches got involved.”

You nodded, satisfied with the fact that nobody had fought and gotten hurt. As much as you disliked Atsumu, the idea of him getting hurt wasn’t something you wished to happen. As far as Tobio, you didn’t want him to risk suspension over your drama.

"I'm going to shower and go to bed. Thank you both for everything. I love you so much," you said, tears coming again as you look from Mila to Korai.

"Are you hungry YN? We can," Mila said as you shook your head.

"no I'm ok but thanks," you said grabbing your suitcase and heading towards the guest bedroom.

It was pure luck that Korai and Mila's apartment had coming with a guest room with an en suite. You stripped your clothes, grabbed your toiletries and removed your makeup. Eyes and face puffy from all the crying, you tried your best to hold in your emotions as you studied your expression.

What could you have done different? Could you have done anything at all? What does she have that I don't? The questions plagued your mind as the tears began to fall all over again.

You started the shower, placing all your things in. It hurt to see your shampoo alone, without Atsumu's sitting open next to it. Your body wash and sponge sitting on the edge like it should be and not knocked off on the floor like it had been so many times. The words of Atsumu dropping your body wash on his foot rang in your ears as the hot water cascaded down your body. This was really it; this was really the end.

Your body shook as you cried, sinking to the floor of the shower. You couldn't tell your tears from the water as you sat on the floor, knees to your chest. The life you had dreamed of, the life you had so loved, the life that was so perfect was perfect no more.

You awoke the next morning with a pounding headache, all the crying, lack of food and water had taken its toll. You sat up in the soft bed, rubbing your now dry but surely red eyes as you tried to wake up.

The clock on the nightstand said 6:30am. You remember crawling into bed around 10:30pm, unsure of when you had fallen asleep. You made your way to the bathroom, brushing your teeth and washing your face as you looked in the mirror.

Your hair was matted from falling asleep while it was still wet. Adjusting your tank top and shorts, you began combing through your hair. Throwing it up in a top knot, you slowly opened the door and made your way to the living room, smelling coffee and hearing rustling in the kitchen.

"Good morning," you said as Korai spun around, smiling at you as he reached for a coffee mug from the cabinet.

"Hey, sleep, ok?" He asked. You shrugged and sat down as he poured you a mug, grabbing creamer from the refrigerator.

“Mila turned your phone off last night. Uhh- he kept calling and texting," Korai said studying his protein shake with great interest.

"Shit- I'm sorry I totally forgot about my phone," you said looking up at him.

He just shook his head. “YN don't apologize for any of this. None of this is your fault,” he said as a small smile graced your face as you brought the cup to your mouth.

“Korai, I know you have to work with Atsumu for training. I don’t want this to effect your team,” you said lowly looking at Korai.

“YN, I understand your concerns but what Atsumu did doesn’t have anything to do with volleyball. He hurt you and you are very important to Mila and thus important to me. I can’t just pretend it didn’t happen,” he said as you nodded.

“If only I wouldn’t have gone to that game,” you said, sighing into your coffee mug.

"If you wouldn’t have gone to the game YN, there’s still a big chance that me or Korai would have seen him and girl code dictates that I must tell you everything,” Mila said coming into the kitchen, her hair all over the place and her eyes looking tired.

“Yeah but I’m sure bro code is different,” you said ad you and Mila looked to Korai.

“Nah, if I would have seen that I would have told Mila and my girls got a big mouth,” he said as Mila looked at him, offended.

“Just remember what this ‘big mouth’ does for you Mr. I wouldn’t be talking smack like that,” she scoffed ad you laughed.

Korai laughed as he took a drink of his protein shake and you watched as Mila stomped around the kitchen, grabbing everything she needed.

“Did Korai tell you I told him off last night because I did!” Mila growled, as she slammed her mug on the table.

“You what?” You said, setting down your coffee as Korai folded his arms over his chest.

“Yes, unfortunately before she silenced your phone, she answered one of his many calls,” Korai said shaking his head.

“Mila? Really?” You said looking at her as she looked back.

“Girl, I laid into him hard! Like made him cry and then beg for me to give you the phone. Then I blocked him,” Mila smiled, satisfied with herself as Korai’s head fell back on his shoulders.

A knock sounded at the door as you and Mila froze in your seats.

"It's just Kageyama, it's our long running day" Korai said as he made his way to the door. You felt the breath that you didn't know you were holding release as your tension fell away. Korai opened the door and Kageyama stepped in, looking straight at you a small smile creeping on his face. You smiled back as he made his way over to you, bending down and kissing the top of your head.

"Hey kid," he said as you grabbed his arm and squeezed, his small gesture sending comfort throughout your body.

"Let's get going. We have like 5 miles to make it through before practice," Korai said, grabbing his keys and phone and shoving it in his pocket. Kageyama looked at Korai and back at you, nodding as he made his way out the front door. He smiled at you before, again kissing the top of your head in a sweet gesture and making his way to the front door. Korai waved to you and Mila, closing the door behind him.

A few days had past since you had caught Atsumu cheating. The first 4 days were rough. Unblocking his number, the calls and texts flood in as you quickly began to second guess your decision. He had tried several times to confront you, waiting outside Korai and Mila’s apartment. It was finally when Mila lost it, swearing to take a baseball bat to his beloved car that he stopped showing up.

According to Hinata, Atsumu stayed late at the gym and arrived early the next morning. Korai said that Olympic practice had been tense the past few days as well. Atsumu had taken every chance to try and catch Korai alone, trying to get whatever information he could from him. Korai told you that he said nothing about you other than that you didn’t want to speak with him.

You knew you had to end it officially with Atsumu but you were no where near ready to confront him. Every time you thought about him, images of him kissing that woman flooded your brain. You couldn't get rid of them; you couldn't stop thinking about it. You began to wonder if he had kissed other women or had slept with them. You replayed your relationship over and over in your head wondering what you could have done differently. It hurt you mentally, physically and emotionally, the pain felt never-ending.

A few days later, you were heading home from work when it happened.

"YN- YN! Stop YN!" His voice hit you as you turned to see Atsumu chasing after you. Your mind flooded with emotions, seeing him for the first time since you had discovered his infidelity. You turned, walking faster in your heels and dress, trying to make it back to Mila and Korai's apartment. You could hear him shouting, his tall frame trying to move through the crowds of people as you effortlessly weaved in and out, dodging where you could just to get away. You rounded the corner, running as fast as your heeled feet would take you, turning to see Atsumu still trying to get to you.

You abruptly halted when you run into someone, the person grabbing you by the arms, head bowed and eyes meeting yours.

"YN hey- hey are you ok?” Kageyama asked as he looked into your big eyes, filled with tears yet again.

"YN for fucks sake, I just want to talk,” Atsumu said coming up behind you as Kageyama moved you to the side, his arm grasping firmly around your waist, his hand possessively holding onto you.

"Atsumu get lost,” Kageyama growled as your tears only fell harder, your body coursing with emotions.

"Tobio, this isn't about you! Now let go of YN so I can talk to her. I'm not going to hurt her,” Atsumu said but you had enough.

"You already fucking hurt me!" You screamed, looking over at Atsumu who was stunned by your outburst.

"YN I-"

" No Atsumu- no more! We are done! I don't want to hear it. I don't want to see you, I don't even want to be around you! You threw everything we had down the drain! An entire years worth of memories and love, just gone! Whatever she had that I didn't, I hope it was all worth it because I won't let you have any more of my time or emotions," you scream, locking eyes with Atsumu as he stood there stunned.

You could see the tears beginning to crest in his eyes. You pulled away from Kageyama, grabbing his arm and tugging him along.

"Let's go Tobio,” you said as Kageyama followed you wordlessly, leaving Atsumu stunned and alone on the street.

"Holy shit- I can't believe I did that,” you say to Kageyama as he closes the door to Korai and Mila's apartment.

"You fucking did that YN,” he said, smiling at you. You look back at him, smiling wide as you run and hugged him, arms going around his neck as his went to your waist. "I'm so proud of you sweetheart" he whispered into your hair as you smiled into his shoulder.

A few weeks had passed, and you were getting ready for a night out with the Adlers. You had slowly been moving on from Atsumu, learning to navigate your life as a single women and enjoying every minute of it.

You still had your moments, especially when Atsumu would show up or send extravagant gifts to your door. He sent jewelry and flowers, everything under the sun to get you to hear him out, accepting all the gifts only to turn around and mail them right back to him.

He had to be mad to think he could buy your love again after what you had seen. He swore up and down that nothing more than kissing happened but even then, it still didn't matter. Kissing another women was enough to solidify the end of your relationship.

You had managed to gather the remainder of your items from Atsumu's place after receiving word that he was out drinking with MSBY one Saturday night. Leaving what you could live without and grabbing the more sentimental items, you left the key on the cabinet with a note that you were no longer on the lease.

You adjusted your short black spaghetti strap dress as you finished curling your hair. You're outfit tonight was purchased new after an impulsive shopping trip with Mila to the mall the day after you had officially moved out of Atsumu’s apartment.

It was different than what you normally went for, short and revealing but you were feeling strong and confident as the dress showed off your breasts and ass nicely. The black heels you had gotten were a nice addition to the dress as well as the faux diamond choker and bracelet set you had found.

After one final check in the mirror, you grabbed your lip gloss and mascara, shoving them into your clutch as you headed to the living room.

"Holy shit on a shingle YN, you look fucking amazing!" Mila screamed as Korai looked over to see your best friend gawking at you.

“You’re one to talk babe! That red dress looks fucking spectacular girl,” you said as Mila blushed and waved you off.

He quickly took a shot of whiskey, rolling his eyes and setting the glass down, “maybe I should have worn something more applicable to getting into fights” he said as you and Mila glared at him, a smile crossing his face. The doorbell rang as Mila rushed to answer it.

Kageyama smiled as Mila as he entered wearing a casual navy suit with a white button-down shirt. He looked incredible. His eyes met yours as he slowly took in your form, visibly gulping as his eyes made their way down your body and back up to meet yours. Your eyes met his, sparkling big and bright as you pushed your hair behind your ear, smiling downward.

"YN, you look- you look-" Kageyama stuttered, trying to form proper semtances.

"Spectacular, amazing?" Mila interrupted.

"No, absolutely perfect,” he said smiling at you as he walked closer to you, bending down slightly to kiss your cheek. His hands going to the small of your back as your hand went to grasp his bicep.

"You look incredible Tobio," you say smiling up at him. You knew Mila was talking but you didn't hear anything she was saying, the words not even computing in your brain.

Over the past weeks, Kageyama had been a savior on top of being an amazing friend. He was constantly on the look out for you, helping you with whatever you needed.

When Mila and Korai left for a weekend getaway, he came over and spent the entire weekend hanging out with you. You baked, cooked, talked and watched movies. It felt so freeing to be able to laugh and have fun.

You couldn't say your feelings for Tobio were strictly platonic. You felt safe with him, cared for and protected. You knew his eyes would linger on you, his breath hitching when you would grab his hand or touched him but you were talking it slow, no where near ready to jump into something serious.

Without exchanging words, Tobio already knew this. It had been a late night, after eating brownies and having a good cry with him at your side. You had laid on his thigh, resting your eyes as he stroked your hair, your eyes drifting closed. You heard him say, "I'll wait as long as you need me too YN. You're worth it."

You arrived at the bar with Mila, Korai and Tobio as he interlaced your fingers with his, walling along side of you to where the entire Adlers team was seated.

"YN!! Hey its so good to see you again! You look phenomenal!” Hirugami, the captain of the Adlers said kissing your cheek. You smiled and thanked him, as Tobio pulled out your chair and helped you sit.

You ordered your drinks, talking with the team. The hours flew by as you laughed and smiled the entire night. It had been so long since you had felt this good. You're eyes didn't miss Kageyama's staring at you as you chatted and laughed with his team.

Mila stood up and looked at you, the universal girl signal to follow her to the bathroom. You excused yourselves as you began walking towards the back of the bar.

On your way back to the table, you head a loud group laughing and shouting.. Looking over, you saw Hinata, Sakusa, Bokuto and Atsumu all sitting around at a table, woman laced all over them.

You're eyes widened as you grabbed for Mila's hand. She turned around, eyes catching the scene just as a voice shouted "Hey YN!" from over by the group. You looked over to see Hinata waving at you as all eyes suddenly turned to you, including Atsumu who was sitting in between two women.

Mila grabbed your hand and begin to pull, trying to get you out as quickly as she could. You gave a quick smile and small wave to the team as Mila pulled hard, dodging every which way she could.

You could hear Sakusa berate Hinata for saying something as you made your way through the crowd.

“YN come on,” Mila pulled as you tried to break through the dense crowd of the packed club.

"Hey- Hey! YN stop!" You heard Atsumu shout as Mila pulled you away, trying desperately to reach the Adlers table. You were caught behind a sea of people as Atsumu came within an arms length, reaching out to touch you.

“YN, I said wait a second!" Atsumu finally said, grabbing onto your other wrist and halting your movements.

Mila turned in rage and shouted, “let go of her Atsumu right now!"

Atsumu held on to your wrist and glared at Mila. "I want to talk with Yn- alone please," Atsumu snarled, his words a little slurred from what you could only assume was the booze he had been drinking.

"Over my dead body," Mila shouted as you turned to her with pleading eyes.

"Atsumu, I don't want to talk to you. We are done and I've said my peace now please let me go," you said trying to gently pull away from him.

You knew you were roughly in the middle of the bar, too far away for the Adlers to know what was happening, not that you wanted Tobio or Korai to know. You could handle this.

"YN please, I know I fucked up ok and I'm miserable! I’m begging you YN, please don't throw this all away. Please, we can get married and you won't have to work anymore. You can stay home and I'll take care of everything for you baby. Please just one more chance," Atsumu said pleading with you as you watched his eyes water. You knew he was truly sorry for what he had done, for the mistake he had made. Unfortunately, you weren't going to forgive him.

"Atsumu, I'm sorry but I can't forgive you for this. Maybe one day we can be friends again but right now, I don't want to see you," you said, still trying to pull your hand away.

Mila was watching, enraged as she pulled her phone out. You knew you only had seconds before Tobio, Korai and potentially the entire Adlers team would show up.

Bokuto and Sakusa approached Atsumu from behind. "Dude let her go she doesn't want to talk to you," Sakusa said, putting his hand on Atsumu's shoulder.

Atsumu shrugged it away as you heard Mila say, “Korai, Atsumu is her and he wont let go of YN!” Silence followed as Mila shouted, “yes, in the middle of the bar!” She hung her phone, turn to glare back at Atsumu.

“Korai and Tobio are coming right now Atsumu! Let go of YN and we will just leave,” she exclaimed as Atsumu shook his head back and forth.

Kageyama picked up his glass, swirling the amber liquor around as he glanced around, waiting for you to return from the bathrooms with Mila. He couldn’t help but stare at you all night, the way that dress looked on your perfect body and how your smile life up the room. He was so incredibly happy you were having fun.

“What did you think about the line up coach our our?” hoshiumi asked as Kageyama shook his head, looking over at the winged spiked who was now smirking

“Im sorry what?” He said as Hoshiumi just rolled his eyes and laughed.

“You’ve got it so bad for her don’t you? I mean I don’t blame you one bit, YN is amazing and drop dead gorgeous,” he responded as Kageyama smiled down into his glass, ripping it back as the liquid rolled down his throat.

Suddenly, Kageyama heard the sound of a phone ringing as Hoshiumi quickly picked his phone off the bar table.

“Hey babe- wait slow down what?” He said as Kageyama set his glass down, Hoshiumi’s eyes meeting his.

“Shit Atsumu’s here? Where are you?” hoshiumi said but it was too late. Kageyama was on his feet and moving through the crowds towards the bathrooms. He figured Atsumu had to have stopped you close enough to be out of range of the Adlers table.

“Ok Kageyama and I are on our way!” He heard Kōrai about or at least he thought he did, his vision was tunneled on finding you, not caring if who he pushed to get out of the way.

The moment he saw you, his ears began to ring. You were struggling against Atsumu, trying to get away and all Kageyama could see was rage.

"Come on bro, that’s enough let's go back to our seat," Bokuto said as he turned to give you a look at said "I'm sorry".

"No YN and I are going to-” he said as you felt the air suddenly shift, an angry presence appearing behind you.

"Yn and you are going to what" a voice boomed loudly as you jumped slightly. You felt a radiation of anger and possessiveness hit you as you turned to see Tobio looming over you, Korai and the Alders on his heels.

"He won't let her go!" Mila cried out as Korai looked from her to you, anger filling his face.

“Atsumu that’s enough!” Korai sneered as he stood besides Tobiom

Kageyama's fists clenched harder as he approached you and Atsumu. "Let her fucking go NOW!" He yelled as Atsumu stayed firm.

"You son of a bitch! You've always wanted her! I fucking knew it, the way you stared at her all the time during games! You want to fuck her don't you Tobio? You just want what you can't fucking have!” Atsumu shouted as Kageyama got in Atsumu’s face.

Atsumu let go of your wrist, causing you to tumble back a bit, Mila grabbing you as Kageyama grabbed Atsumu by the collar, getting right into his face. Korai came to check on you and Mila as you watched the seen unfold before your eyes.

Kageyama pulled Atsumu up towards him growling, "let's get one thing perfectly clear Atsumu, YN isn't yours anymore! You fucked that up when you decided to stick your pathetic dick somewhere else. You fucked up the best thing you ever fucking had. An guess what fucker, now it's my turn to show her how a real man treats a women." He shoved Atsumu off, causing him to stumble back into Bokuto and Sakusa who held him back as he tried to right himself.

Kageyama turned, searching the crowd for you as his eyes met your big ones, he pushed his way towards you, grabbing you around the waist and pulling you into a hug. You hugged him tightly before pulling back and looking into his eyes. "Can we go please?” you begged, as he nodded looking back at Korai who gave him a chin lift in return.

You could hear shouting coming from the bar as you left, paying no mind to what was being said and holding onto Tobio as you make your way to a taxi outside.

He opened the door for you as you scoot in, getting in besides you and telling the driver the address to his apartment. You didn't argue, knowing fully well you were safe with him. You could feel his anger radiating as he still held onto your waist, from behind. You're hand came to rest on his hard chest, his eyes looking down at your hand and then up to your eyes. You smiled a little at him as you snuggled your body close to his, Tobio pulling you close to his body.

At his apartment, he opened the door, letting you in as he took his jacket and shoes off, you following suit, removing your heels.

"I'm sorry YN, I let- shit!” he said, one hand resting on his hip and another combing through his hair. You walk up to him, standing close as he looks down at you.

"Is what Atsumu said true?" You ask him. You wanted to know the truth. He looked at you, then looked away and nodded.

"I've liked you for a long time YN, before you even started dating Atsumu,” he said, turning away and pacing the floor. You stood there and watching his movements.

"When I first met you, I thought you were so gorgeous and perfect. Mila and Korai had just started dating and you were always around. Then Atsumu showed up and fuck- you looked so happy. I couldn't ruin that for you, so I just let you go, content on staying friends with you," he said stopping to look at you. Your eyes softened as you walked up to him, placing your palm on his cheek and looking into his eyes.

"Tobio, look at me," you said as his blue eyes met yours, "what Atsumu and I had is over and I'm not going back to him. I thought about it and the idea of a relationship with someone I can't trust will just never work."

Kageyama nodded as you continued to speak, "I thought it would take me a while to find someone I could count on again. To find someone who cared for me as much as I cared for them but then I realized, I already found that." His eyes widened as he realized what you were saying.

"I trust you Tobio and if you trust me-"

His lips crashed onto yours as your arms went around his neck, his arms snaking tighter around your waist as he leaned down, deepening the kiss.

His tongue grazed your lips as you opened them, allowing your tongues to mingle, a moan sneaking past your lips as your bodies molded together. He felt incredible against your body, fitting perfectly in all the right places. His arms squeezing your waist as your caressed his biceps through his shirt, feeling his bulging muscles. He groaned as you slowly separated, biting his lip as you looked into his beautiful eyes.

He smiled, laying his forehead against yours as he spoke, "YN baby, you've made me the happiest man alive." You smile back, pulling him closer as your let’s met his once again.

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you are 25 when you hug 'tsumu for the first time.

...& THEN?

it was almost time. your apartment was a complete mess: two big suitcases laid open on the floor of your living room, while a backpack had been sitting on the cushions of your couch for the last couple of days. in the bedroom and in the kitchen there were boxes ready to be filled with the belongings you’d decided to bring along with you.

in a few days you would finally leave your country for good, a one-way ticket for japan bought months in advance. it felt incredibly liberating: the country of your dreams, where you unwittingly found a family and where you’d hopefully spend the rest of your life was waiting for you.

on the small console table near the front door sat all your documents: passport, approved visa, papers needed to start the process of obtaining citizenship, the last two paychecks and the note from the bank — last but not least the plane ticket. surreal. that was one word that could describe the hectic chaos of emotions swarming both your heart and head.

the owner of the small bookshop where you’d worked in the last five years (a lovely korean lady in her sixties) agreed to take your plants and to see you off at the airport on the day of your departure. looking around, all the green friends you’d seen grow in the last few years were bundled together, ready to meet their new home. a small smile graced your lips, happy to know they would’ve been well cared for and you’d receive regular updates on their growth.

then you still had to say goodbye to the owner of the apartment, who lived just next door; after that, all the tasks that still bound you to the city would be completed, setting you free to begin your new life.

YOUR LOCATION, 04:15

it was early, way too early for your likings. groaning, you stretched under the sheets, the tank top riding a bit over your ribcage. your hand tentatively moved over the duvet searching for your phone so to turn off the alarm. a few notifications arrived during your short slumber: a few messages from atsumu (who had absolutely no idea of the fact that today was the day), one from osamu, while the last one was from the wallet app, letting you know that your digital ticket was now available.

you chose a comfortable fit for the long journey — black leggings, ‘tsumu’s shirt and sweatshirt, the most comfortable pair on nike you owned. everything was ready; the bookstore owner would send your boxes over once you’d found a more permanent solution compared to an airbnb, while the two black suitcases were finally closed and next to the door. touring the various rooms one last time, you made sure to have taken everything with you.

several hours later, you were flying over vast mountainous regions, the plane directed towards incheon airport, where you would have to spend about an hour before the last leg of your journey.

a small yet sincere smile graced your lips when the hostess announced it was almost time for landing. you knew exactly what you would’ve done just a few minutes prior to boarding on the japan airlines airbus a350 — there was a certain someone you just had to call.

bubbling with adrenaline, you made your way towards the gate and opted to stay standing in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the runway. was this the same adrenaline atsumu and the others felt before a match? the feeling of being invincible and ready to do anything?

taking a deep breath, you went over to the setter’s contact info. you felt giddy inside thinking that now you were in the same timezone, for the first time in five years. it was almost 11 pm, you called.

“hey bubs, what’s up?”

“hi ‘tsumu, are you still at practice?”

“yeah, but now we’re having a short break. although you know i’d drop anything for you.”

shameless flirt, you thought to yourself, smiling widely at this point.

“well, i have a little something to tell you: currently, i’m at incheon airport. in a few minutes i’ll board a flight that will bring me to kansai international airport-”

“what?!”

ŌSAKA, 01:40

exactly one hour and forty minutes later, you were at the baggage claim. as expected of japanese punctuality, your two very black and very big suitcases were delivered on time, so in just ten minutes you were making your way over to exit the claim area of the airport.

you had no plans, apart from reaching the bnb you booked. you didn’t know if the small bomb you dropped to atsumu earlier on would have made him magically appear in front of you, for one of those incredibly cliché airport reunions that were so popular in dramas. right now you were just too tired to think further, the almost seventeen hours of flight weighing on you. slowly, you tried to navigate through the sea of people that, just like you, wanted to leave the area to reach a place of rest. but, you underestimated how big kix would be; despite being incredibly well designed, it was not exactly easy on the brain of someone who was that tired. for a split second you thought about asking osamu to come pick you up, but the idea quickly left your mind as fast as it came — he was surely tired after a long day at onigiri miya.

you stopped in a little less crowded area, trying to collect your thoughts and figure out the best route to reach your bnb.

atsumu had never run so fast in his entire life. the moment you ended the call, he dropped everything at the gym, shouting half an explanation to his team before grabbing his sweatshirt and sprinting out of the stadium, catching the first available taxi and finally making his way to the airport.

despite being this late, there were still so many people crowding the area. how the hell was he supposed to find you? running a hand through his messy blond locks, he tried to follow a logical line of thought: first, you must’ve gone through the customs to get your visa approved, then surely you went to the baggage claim; his eyes frantically scanned the huge display, looking for the latest plane inbound from seoul. gate 41. of course it had to be the farthest one from the main entrance!

his instinct told him to go towards the columns where the vending machines were located. sure enough, you were there. with his clothes on. your backpack was sitting nicely on top of your suitcase, open as you rummaged through its contents.

atsumu smiled as he made his way behind you, his cheeks hurting from the emphasis of the movement. as he got closer, he could breathe in your perfume and the fragrance of your shampoo. seeing his surname plastered across your back did inimaginable things to his heart, adrenaline shooting through his veins at a thousands miles per second. then, quickly yet gently, he brought his hands to cover your pretty eyes, your back now flush against his sturdy chest — the 32 centimetres of height difference even more evident.

“hey bubs, welcome home.”

it all happened in a fraction of a second: you tensed, then quickly spun around to bury your face in his chest, while hugging him tightly.

“‘tsumu! what are you doing here? you’re supposed to be at practice now!”

“do you really think i could’ve stayed there knowing you were here? very funny, bubs.”

after staying in silence wrapped around one another for a few more minutes, you moved your arms to sneak around his neck; in the meantime, his hands went to grab you in the space between your buttocks and the posterior part of your thighs, hoisting you up. immediately, your legs went around his waist.

now that you were eye level, you both had a dashing, lovestruck smile adorning your features. you cupped his cheeks and booped his nose with your own. your thumbs were slowly caressing the apples of his cheeks, never breaking eye contact.

then, a small whisper, as if his hold on you could disappear just like in a dream.

“hi, i’m home.”

a small kiss on the tip of your nose.

“hi, welcome home.”

ŌSAKA, 03:00

atsumu insisted on having you at home with him. his hand never left you: while going to the taxi, with one he was carrying half of your luggage, the other was intertwined with yours; during the ride, you were nestled in his side while his fingers gently moved up and down your arm.

despite the very late hour, neither of you was tired — there were simply so many things you wanted to do now that you were finally sharing the same space. without thinking twice, atsumu carried your things to his bedroom, setting them nicely near his wardrobe for you to unpack the next day.

“hungry, bubs? wanna something to eat?”

when you happily nodded, he smiled brightly and ruffled your hair. then, he opened one drawer and pulled out a neatly folded shirt and handed it to you.

“go have a shower or a bath, whatever you fancy; i’ll fix you something in the meanwhile, yeah?”

“you’re the best, ‘tsumu, thank you!”

the sweet kiss you planted on his cheek (terribly close to his right snakebite) was all he needed before going to the main area of the house, where both the kitchen and the living+dining area sat in an open space. as he was about to leave the room, he turned back to you.

“feel free to leave all your things around, both in the bathroom and around the house!”

now alone in his room, you sat on the floor. was it all real? or were you stuck in a wonderful dream? in case of the latter, then you had no intention of waking up. coexisting with atsumu in his space with him felt so natural and spontaneous, as if you’d always lived together. deep inside, you were squealing like a little child.

“okay, i need to stop. time for a shower!”

you rummaged a bit in your suitcase to fetch a pair of shorts to wear under the shirt and your toiletries. the warm water rolling over your body relaxed your muscles, tense from all the hours you spent crammed in a plane. also, the branches of eucalyptus that the setter kept in the wetroom gave off such a pleasant fragrance that did wonders to soothe the beginning of your headache.

clad in the way too big shirt and a towel around your neck to prevent your wet hair from dripping water everywhere, you made your way over to the kitchen. you stood for a bit in the doorframe, admiring the view: atsumu was in front of the stove, where a pot of water was boiling, and several ingredients sat on the countertop. he had ditched the sweatshirt as soon as you got home, so you could see the muscles in his arms flex for any single movement. with a small smile gracing your lips, you made your way over; once close enough, your right hand went over his back to rest right between his shoulder blades.

“that doesn’t look like a quick snack, mind if i help you?”

“oh no no no. you sit on the counter and look pretty.”

with that, atsumu wiped his hands on a towel, before picking you up by the waist and gently sitting you on the surface right next to him. effortlessly. the setter resumed his ministrations: chopping the scallion and the mushrooms, while the lotus root was simmering before being stir fried with the tofu. after having drained the noodles, he put them in another pot where coconut milk was simmering with some soy sauce; once the other ingredients finished their trip in the pan, they joined the noodles in the pot. a few more minutes and a big, steaming cup of vegetarian ramen was on the counter.

with the bowl in hand, atsumu came towards you, stopping between your legs. his right hand was holding a pair of chopsticks, with dangling udon and a bit of scallion on top.

“say ahhh.”

you leaned in close, graciously accepting the food in a single mouthful, a dashing smile lighting up your features.

“oh my gosh, it’s delicious! when did you learn to make this? and how did you know that it’s my favorite dish?”

“well, you mentioned it once three or four years ago, and after that time i asked ‘samu to teach me… y’know, in the eventuality we’d meet one day.”

your expression became even softer when noticing the slight blush adorning the tip of his ears. your hands went over his holding the bowl, retrieving also the chopsticks in the meanwhile. when you spoke again, while mimicking his actions and offering him a bite, your voice was barely above a whisper — but, considering how close you were, it was more than enough.

“and look at us now, together in your kitchen as if we’d been together for years.”

“honestly, bubs, i think it’s high time we fix that, yeah?”

after the incident with the pictures of almost two months ago, atsumu started shamelessly flirting with you, leaving no doubts or room to misinterpret his feelings. and you, for once, decided that it was worth it to also let him know that yeah, you felt the same way and everything was perfect like this. in a sort of silent mutual understanding and agreement, after realizing for just how long you had been loving each other (at this point it was way more than a simple crush), it was okay to skip a few steps along the way.

when atsumu started to lean in close, his hands coming up to cup your cheeks, you wasted no time in sneaking your arms around his neck, lovingly caressing his nape.

and then it happened. at half past four in the morning, while in his kitchen, with an empty bowl of delicious ramen long forgotten next to you. ‘tsumu’s lips were on yours, ever so gentle and delicate; the cold metal of his piercings was a stark contrast with your own skin.

neither of you could stop the smile growing on your features. everything was just perfect. small laughs were exchanged in between kisses and pecks, with the soft light of the overhead kitchen lamp as the only source of illumination.

“gosh, i love you so so much…”

an almost inaudible whisper against your mouth, as gentle thumbs caressed your cheeks, a smile so bright it could’ve rivalled the whole galaxy.

“me too, ‘tsumu. i love you so much.”

ŌSAKA, 15:49

when you opened your eyes you were greeted by the warm light of the afternoon coming in from the huge window of the bedroom. the skyline of the city was perfectly visible, as the apartment was located on the last floor of a building. when you tried to stretch, you felt someone stirring and complaining about your sudden movement. lowering your gaze, you found atsumu resting his head comfortably on your chest, while his arms were tightly wrapped around your waist. he was wearing only a pair of grey trunks, too tired after his shower to put on anything else. lovingly, your hands found their way on his back and in his hair, gently massaging his incredibly soft locks — despite the frequent rounds of bleaching in order to achieve his desired color.

“hey sleepyhead, good morning.”

“five more minutes, please…”

you simply laughed a bit, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his forehead. at that the setter perked up, a lazy grin plastered across his face as he pressed his lips to yours.

“that was the best night of sleep i’ve ever had, bubs. ‘m so glad you’re finally here with me.”

“mhmh, i’m not going anywhere.”

you spent the next half an hour cuddling in bed (as if you’d done something different ever since you got into bed), whispering sweet nothings and deciding how to spend the rest of the day.

“i think tomorrow i’d like to meet your team, if it’s okay with you. and maybe this weekend we could go to onigiri miya with your mom, suna and aran? oh, but i have to get them something first. ah, and maybe i should first go to the government office, to start my citizenship application, just so i can be su-”

atsumu interrupted you with a sweet and innocent kiss, before looking at you with the most serious expression you’d ever seen on him.

“hey, marry me.”

“w-what?!”

you were shocked, but not necessarily in a negative way: you had been dreaming of such an occurrence ever since he gave you the necklace with his surname on it. and you knew for certain that both of your feelings were stronger than ever, and would not falter anytime soon. it was just a sudden thought to voice, but after the developments of the last 24 hours, it was not a complete surprise.

“i mean it when i say that i love you. and i’m not afraid of marrying you on the spot. i’ve loved you silently for so many years now that i’d be ready to change my whole life to accommodate you in it. and sure, maybe we’re skipping a few steps along the way, we’re rushing things a bit, and i don’t even have a ring with me right now. but… marry me, please?”

and what were you supposed to answer? your heart belonged to him.

you cupped his cheeks, lifting his face until you were eye to eye. while his expression remained serious, you could see in those chocolate eyes a bit of doubt; he was probably wondering if he’d crossed a line, if such a thing was too much. after all, marrying a professional athlete was no easy feat — you’d have to be shielded from prying eyes, and his training hours kept him away from home most of the days, not to mention when he would have to attend away games. but you knew; in all those years it became obvious, and not once it became a problem in your eyes.

so you simply kissed him again and again, feeling his strong body relaxing in your hold.

“yes.”

a couple of hours and a call later, you were in the office of the legal person who would sign your marriage certificate within the government building. they agreed to process your request of citizenship as well, considering that you’d automatically gain it as you were marrying a japanese citizen.

“... and what about the surnames? have you decided how you want to deal with them?”

your answer was quick and full of pride.

“i’ll be taking his; my previous one can be disregarded completely.”

atsumu squeezed your hand, from where your intertwined fingers were resting on his thigh. you turned to him with a dashing smile.

the two of you signed the documents, then the employee did the same and handed you your papers and the certificate.

“you will receive your new passport and documents in five days, directly at home. just make sure to give the courier this paper once he arrives.”

you both thanked the man and left the office, still hand in hand. atsumu was holding the tote bag containing all the papers as you made your way back to his motorcycle; then he looked down at you, pulling you in for a side hug.

“hi, ms miya.”

“hi, mr miya.”

before going to dinner in a nice ramenya, the setter insisted on stopping by the jewellery shop where he had your necklace made. the old owner recognized immediately the delicate piece you were wearing around your neck, and was very pleased to know you’d never removed it for three years straight and it still didn’t show signs of wear.

“so, what brings you youngsters here today?”

“we’d like to purchase a set of wedding rings. the simplest you have, in platinum, sizes xs and m.”

with a happy look on his face, the man went to the back of the store and came out a few moments later holding a small box in his hand. upon showing it to you, it was clear that was exactly what you were looking for.

you ended up exchanging your vows and rings in a secluded booth at the restaurant, a fuming bowl of ramen in front of you, ready to be shared, like the rest of your lives.

thanks to the friendship hinata had with kenma, you started working as a game designer for bouncing ball, albeit remotely from home. mama miya almost fainted when you both shared the news of your wedding that weekend at onigiri miya — the shop had been close for the day, allowing a gran reunion between the msby team and some of their friends. everyone was delighted to finally meet you in person, knowing that this was probably the beginning of weekly meetings all together.

that year atsumu and other msby members got drafted to be part of the olympic team. and when they won gold, your relationship became public: you launched yourself off the bleachers of the olympic stadium of tokyo, ready to jump into the waiting arms of your husband. and at that point all the world could see the red ink embedded on both your left wrists, as well as the shining bands adorning your ring fingers.

JUST TAKE IT SLOW, ONE DAY AT A TIME

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emmyrosee · 4 months

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My widdle Hisako baby 🥺🩷

Atsumu hates after game interviews.

It’s part of his job of course, but he’s not the captain, his just the star setter for one of the best teams in the league; he’s also a father of a toddler, who, when he can after a home game, wants to get home to read her a bedtime story and be with the beautiful mother of his child.

Right now, however, he wants to chuck all of that out the window, as you’re off in the corner snickering with Kiyoomi while Hisako in her fathers lap pulls his lips and chin, interrupting every answer with a grab or a giggle or a bite of his fingers.

“You’re cruel,” Kiyoomi whispers to you.

You shrug in indifference, “he wanted to spend more time with her after the game. Not my fault they picked him for postgame.”

“You’re cruel,” he repeats, and the gods must be listening because on stage, Atsumu repeats the same thing when Hisako fish hooks his lip.

This time, it’s Atsumu’s turn to tell Hisako “you’re cruel” and it has the crowd in a tizzy. You cover your mouth to laugh quietly, and you get a nudge from Kiyoomi in response.

A massive frame stalks past you both, and you stick your leg out to playfully kick him, "hey, Captain."

Meian grins and sends you a wink, "hey, Mrs. Miya."

"Good game."

"I'd say so," he nudges his head towards Atsumu at the table. "He played well."

"He always does."

“Is there anything that you hope to achieve next game?” A reporter asks, snapping you all back into focusing the interview at hand.

Atsumu sighs softly, “I guess I just want to repeat the momentum, keep it from getting sloppy and-“

“Shugu?”

All heads turn towards Hisako, Atsumu’s smiling down at her. “Shugo?”

“Shugu!” Her tiny hand points off stage a few feet away, at the captain just outside the frame.

Meian beams, "guess that's my cue."

“Yeah, Shugo just left,” he chuckles. “She loves Meian. More than she loves me-“

Quickly, Meian comes bouncing back on the stage, wasting no time in formalities before scooping Hisako up in his big, burly arms. He bites at her cheeks while she squeals and flails her limbs, squealing and laughing while the crowd coos in adoration. Atsumu’s beaming as he watches his captain carry his favorite person out, and it almost makes you tear up from the sight of so many people positively adoring your little girl.

Kiyoomi claps a big hand on your shoulder, trying to ground you and your emotions. “He’s a good dad.”

“He’s the best dad.”

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ninapi · 1 year

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For Kimetsu go here

For Jujutsu go here

For Tokyo Rev here

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❀。• New to this

Akaashi version (Good ending route): Akaashi Keiji falls in love with a single mother and realizes she's all he wants for his life.

Word count: 27,791

☆ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ ch.3 ☆ch.4 ☆ch.5 ☆ch.6

☆Bonus chapter (Valentines special)

Osamu version (Happy ending route): Osamu fights for his very own chance at happiness when he is reunited with his first love, the mother of his brother's son.

Word count: 20,044

☆ ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ch.3 ☆ch.4 ☆ch.5 ☆ch.6

Atsumu version (True ending route): Atsumu gets another chance to get back the love of his life, the mother of his son, and build the family he was supposed to have.

Word count: 23,240

☆ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ch.3 ☆ch.4 ☆ch.5 ☆ch.6

❀。• Save me

The beginning: ☆ch.0

Semi version (Good ending route): Semi never thought he would find love where his insecurities laid deep, he never thought someone so broken could be so full of love, he never thought he needed to feel loved as much, until he met you.

Word Count: 24,248

☆ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ch.3 ☆ch.4 ☆ch.5 ☆ch.6

☆Bonus Chapter: Good ending Oikawa version

Ushijima version (Happy ending route): Ushijima struggles to understand the concept of love and what is expected of him in said equation, but he finds himself in the predicament of wanting nothing more than to be with the woman he loves even if it gets in the way of his established lifestyle.

Word Count: 19,837

☆ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ch.3 ☆ch.4 ☆ch.5 ☆ch.6

Kageyama version (True ending route): Friendship is a fragile thing. Keeping you safe was his priority for the longest time, but overcoming hardships along someone you hold dear form irreplaceable, indestructible bonds, and a childhood friend can easily become the love of your life; or so that was for Kageyama Tobio.

Word Count: 19,958

☆ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ch.3 ☆ch.4 ☆ch.5 ☆ch.6

❀。• Forbidden Forest

Premise: Ancient Japan gets hit by a rare disease coming from the birds. Succumbing to it and fearing for the safety of your bird companion, as a last resort you reach a mythical forest full of ancient shapeshifting creatures. Will you be able to find a cure? Will you be safe in the middle of a forest full of unknown forces? Love is right around the corner and meeting different clans will help you find it.

☆ Ch.0

☆ Tengu Clan Path (Sugawara Koushi):

Staying by your bird friend's side was the most comforting path to follow. Will this one lead to a happy ending? Was this the right choice? Love can weigh you down sometimes, but it's wonderful, nonetheless.

Word count: 5782

☆ Owl Clan Path (Bokuto Koutarou):

The promise of a cure had never been this close, being the wisest of the forest clans, the answer might be around the corner, but what if you didn’t want to leave the forest any longer?

Word count: 4764

☆Bakeneko Clan Path (Kuroo Tetsurou):

The possibility to save humanity presented itself, but you would have to leave the forest to chase this opportunity, something that could end your life. What you didn’t know was that chasing it would also mean find a love like no other, one that was waiting for you on the other side.

Word count: 5582

❀。• Fox Village

Premise: The last option to overcome the illness that holds you was very much uncertain. A place only known to be a myth became your last chance to survive. Welcome to the fox village, a place full of mystical beings, a place to finally call home, a place where love knocks in more than one door at the same time and choosing which to open might as well change your life forever.

☆ Ch.0

❀。• Kita Version (Good Ending Route): The connection he had with his past made Kita want you more than any of the others. He wanted to be like his grandma and she had a human by her side, always. Looking for the village best interest he ends up finding the real meaning of true love.

Word Count: 6296

☆ Ch.1 ☆ Ch.2

❀。• Atsumu Version (Happy Ending, Ver.1): Atsumu had never been interested in others, to his family and the village he was a good for nothing, a heartless fox possessed by an evil spirit that feeds on his compassion. But to you, he was just like everybody else. Having someone to listen to you and be by your side sometimes can make a big difference in who you become and what you accomplish in life, and so it was for Miya Atsumu.

Word count: 6348

☆ Ch.1 ☆ Ch.2

❀。• Suna Version (Happy Ending, Ver.2): Being the first born of the most prominent house in the village, it was a pressing matter for Suna to deliver as future head of his clan. High expectations were set for him which sent him your way, only for him to realize you were all he really needed.

Word Count: 6111

☆ Ch.1 ☆Ch.2

❀。• Osamu Version (True Ending): Fighting his own blood for what he wanted had always been an everyday thing for Osamu, but this time was different, he wouldn't let anyone have you, not even his twin brother. Before you, mating was just a concept of survival for them, but love can change someone to unimaginable lengths.

Word Count: 6186

☆ Ch.1 ☆ Ch.2

❀。• Glitched:

Premise: Suna Rintarou unexpectedly meets the girl of his dreams through an online game and he does his best to find this mysterious girl in the real world and keep her for good.

Word count: 12,514

☆ch.1 ☆ch.2 ☆ch.3 ☆ch.4

❀。• A perfect circle

Premise: When you like the guy who likes the guy that likes you, things get a little out of hand, when a triangle becomes a circle not just one gets hurt. [Yamaguchi/Tsukki]

Word count: in progress…

☆ Ch.1 ☆ Ch.2 ☆ Ch.3 ☆Ch.4

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cynopcis · 2 years

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this guy's in love with you bro (hq! suna x reader) ft. miya twins

notes: reader uses she/her and is referred to as a girl, i dont know what this is, might do a part 2, no proofread we die like men, lowercase is intentional!

the twins side-eye you as you take a deep breath once, twice, thrice. they do it again but this time with suna as you breath out slowly and rather loudly, distracting them from their current game.

you utter a small "sorry" as you gesture for them to continue their game, they do as you say until you dramatically clamp your hand over your mouth and a single tear falls down your cheek.

"ok! pause!" atsumu says flinging the controller on the bottom bunk, "what is it? what's the problem."

you hide your face in your hands and start whining incoherent sentences into the your palm, "it's nothing."

"oh come on," osamu peels your hands away from your face, "it's not nothing when you're obviously distressed about something."

suna throws a pillow at your head, "I bet she's just whining about not having a boyfriend."

atsumu looks at you in disappointment, "I thought you wanted a hot girl summer!"

"i did!" you plop down the bed, you start pounding on the bed with your first, "but i'm miserable and lonely"

"yer have us," osamu half-heartedly says, losinh interest in your 'problem' and completely done with your theatrics.

"you guys wont tie my shoelace for me knowing that I suck at it!"

"you aren't a baby anymore for fucks sake."

"i already told ya how!"

"i do that."

"you guys won't bring me random flowers you pick up from the side of the road just because it reminds you of me!"

"i'd rather give you my leftovers"

"it's gonna wilt anyway"

"i literally gave you a one last week."

"you guys won't take ugly but cute stolen pictures of me because you think i'm so pretty!"

"don't get full of your self now."

"bitch please"

"i have a thousand pictures of you, dude."

"you guys wont willingly spend the whole night listening to me rant about my sad pathetic life!"

"..."

"i need sleep for training duh."

"we literally just had a 5 hour call last night about your lack of love life."

"and most importantly, you guys wont love me unconditionally even when-"

"bro, I'm literally right here and I'm in love with you." suna tries to say casually after throwing Atsumu's body pillow on your face. Osamu drops his onigiri on the carpet and Atsumu is slowly trying to comprehend what he just said.

"bro..."

"bro?"

and you start crying for real.

likes and reblogs are appreciated! <3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu #suna rintaro #suna x reader #suna x f!reader #miya atsumu #miya osamu #🌱.hq #🌱.all works

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stuff-and-fluffs · 2 years

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i know it’s nowhere near christmas buuuut when you’ve volunteered for 10 hours the previous day and crashed for 14 hours after, you’re given a free-pass to post a time-inconsistent fic. so i took that offer hehe. requests open, feel free to say anything <3

he might be older physically, but after all these years, atsumu is still a child at heart. he rushes down to the tiny christmas tree in your living room with you in tow at 1 am (after having slept through 17 different alarms) to open his christmas presents as soon as possible just like he did every year. he plops down on the ground, right in front of the small pile of presents, bringing you down as well. he asks you to hand him his presents as he excitedly places yours onto your lap. as soon as the first present is set, atsumu tears through the painted-newspaper gift wrap and hold the box in his hands as if it were a newborn. he shakes it gently before you usher him to open it. his eyes glitter and twinkle like stars, and his smile widens. he quickly pulls you into a hug, tightly wrapping his arms around you and buries his face into the crook of your neck. you smile to yourself and place your hand in his hair, stroking it gently. “merry christmas, ‘tsumu,” you whisper as you hear his breaths slowing down. “glad you liked it.”

repost from my old blog! please do not plagiarize!

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todo7roki · 2 years

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atsumu is very manipulator, with his sweet and soft voice he will do everything for you to take out with him for a meeting, he will also make your head until you accept to be his girlfriend, or even make a game of manipulation and convince you to carry a son of it.

#tw: manipulation #haikyuu #haikyuu atsumu #atsumu miya #atsumu smut #atsumu imagines #atsumu #atsumu x reader #f!reader #smut #🌪️; todo7roki eng.

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cloverque · 2 years

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masterlist, next

People will believe in whatever they want. Human minds are fickle– they will take your words as truth then turn against you the next second. Naturally, their beliefs and biases fuel their actions. If they hold you close, they will probably side with you, even if you’re wrong. And if they hate you… Well, they will go out of their way to destroy everything you have.

Wrapped in blankets, you sat at the foot of your bed. Night’s gentle beams failed to penetrate the thick binds that lined along your window. The abyss resided in the bedroom and you hid in its shadows. And just like Eve after consuming the fruit of knowledge, you shook like a leaf with grief. Your body shivered as you sobbed into your phone.

“I tried everything, Uncle Tai… Hic… I-I swear!” You blew your nose into a tissue. The thin sheet of fibre was clearly overused; it was soaked through. You clenched it in your fist nevertheless and shook it. “My manager said there was n-nothing she could do…”

The line was mostly silent besides episodic sighs. On the other side of the phone, your uncle was seated in a bubbling jacuzzi under a blanket of stars. He swirled his sparkling glass of mojito. His phone was sandwiched by his ear and shoulder.

“So let me get this straight. Your agency fired you over a scandal involving a series of explicit content… That was anonymously posted by someone impersonating you?“

You nodded and clenched your teeth, “It’s ridiculous right? It’s so stupid–“

“And even without concrete proof, they decided to terminate your contract anyway…? Man, saying this sucks just doesn’t cut it.”

Shoulders drooping, you sniffled. Your relative hummed, deep in thought as he sipped on his drink. Meanwhile, you hugged your knees tighter to your chest.

You’d been given a week’s notice before your company fired you. Today was the day when they’d announced your leave. It didn’t matter that you were their highest earning Vtuber or most popular member. Didn’t matter that most of Japan recognised you. The countless billboards of your virtual model and posters in the cities meant nothing anymore.

All that mattered to this damned company was money, and in their eyes, you’d tarnished their reputation.

A memory of your first livestream as your character flashed in your mind. You remembered the giddiness and jitters on your first day. The smiles and laughter filled on that day. Awkward rambles, elated cheers and the promises you’d made with your watchers that you’d do your best.

The memory made you queasy and you resisted the urge to throw up. You squeezed your phone tightly.

“Curse it all… It wasn’t even me in the video to begin with,” You tossed the soggy tissue into a bin by the bed. It missed and you groaned. Falling back onto the bed, you bounced on the mattress for a few seconds before stilling. Your phone was warm in your cold, weak grasp.

The scandal was a hot one, the hottest you’d ever been involved with. So far it had been a minor ones like claims of your identity, your college photos (FYI, not yours) and non-existing drama with other famous Vtubers. Tabloid presses worked hard to tarnish your reputation since day one.

You knew it would never be this easy being a public figure, or virtual one, but still, for someone to go so far to taint your name? Whoever the devious rat was– and boy, would you love to give them a piece of your mind– they had played as your character with your voice and infamous quotes. It was disgusting hearing somebody pretend to be you during such… an intimate video.

What was most disappointing was the fact that many of your fans had turned against you. The sensible had questioned the film’s authenticity, but even their queries were drowned out by the sea of hate, disgust and confusion.

Well, I guess I can’t really blame them… The bastard hacked into my account and posted it there too.

You had addressed it with your company and tried to prove your innocence. Unfortunately your promises and tears were just empty words to them. The board said that they wanted to believe you, but they couldn’t when the digital footprint of the poster was pinpointed to you. So instead of investigating further, they chose to let you go. It was truly disappointing AND humiliating.

Uncle Tai frowned and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “So what will you do now? I know the media doesn’t know your true identity but you shouldn’t bring any attention to yourself, (y/n).”

You stared up at the ceiling blankly. The fan spun languidly overhead, undisturbed by your chokes and snot. A frown crossed your tear stricken face.

“I’m freaking directionless right now, Uncle Tai. I have no clue what to do–“ A beep alerted you to your screen. You checked the digital slab and groaned. “Frick. I totally forgot that my contract ends this month too.”

“You mean the tiny place you’re renting in Tokyo?”

“Yeah. And it’s not that small.” You rolled your eyes and managed a chuckle. Though it was pretty strained and you hiccuped halfway.

“Bah! Come live here in Osaka, girl. You will love it. It’s a lot better than that blasted city. We have far better hot springs too!” He practically shouted and you pulled your phone away from your ear.

“Don’t act like you’re not chilling in Shanghai, Uncle!” You yelled back, and the man belted out a chorus of laughter.

He began his list of excuses and you drowned them out in your thoughts. You grimaced. This was too sudden (and really spontaneous) but maybe this was good timing? You could get away from the city, away from this place with your memories as the Vtuber Cheri and live a quiet life in Osaka. It was a big step moving to another city. But maybe this was a blessing in disguise?

“If I move there, do you have any units available?”

“I do have one in a pretty lovely location. It’s in a classy suburb, ain’t not too far from the city either. Called Tokio Hill. If you move there you’d have plenty of quiet. You up for it?”

You blinked and shut your eyes. Finally, the tears had dried up and your sobs had been reduced to croaky mumbles.

“I’ll… think about it,” you answered tentatively. “You won’t overcharge me because I’m your niece, right?”

“Now what kind of uncle would I be if I did that?” He chuckled. You smiled back.

After exchanging a few lighthearted jokes, you ended the call. You snuck one more glance at the tweet that plagued you for days.

Ah, whatever. It’s no use crying anymore.

You tossed your phone somewhere on the bed. Lethargy had finally caught up to you and your eyelids began drooping close. As you crossed an arm over your eyes, thoughts floated over your head.

Maybe this was the break you deserved after years of slaving away for a company that deserted you. You managed an empty laugh and drifted off to sleep. As you descended into the plane of dreams, your uncle began texting a chain of messages in a group chat.

#haikyuu #haikyuu fanfic #msby bj x f!reader #msby bj #haikyuu x f!reader #hinata shoyo #miya atsumu #bokuto koutarou #sakusa kiyoomi

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