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slut4msby · 4 months

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work wife. sawamura daichi x reader

+ tags & warnings; slightly suggestive towards the end if u like really squint & not proofread :p

+ a/n; i think as a society we should stop sleeping on daichi because like LOOK AT HIM (writing this makes me think i just have a thing for hq captains.)

“Hey Babe, who’s texting you? Your phones like blowing up.” You ask your husband who is standing in the kitchen as he prepares a snack for the two of you.

“Hm? Probably Suga or something. Just check.” He states. You follow his instructions, picking up his phone to see the notifications. His background is a photo of the two of you on your honeymoon, it was his favourite photo of the two of you. Constantly showing it off to everyone, bragging about how lucky it is. “So… who is it?”

“Someone called, ‘Tsutsui Yasu’. Who’s that, Daichi?”

Your husband can’t help but roll his eyes at the name. “That woman from work. The one who keeps calling herself my ‘work wife’. The one that will never leave me alone, you know?”

“Oh her.” You giggle, “didn’t realise she was THIS obsessed with you. Can’t really blame her though. You look REALLY good in your work uniform, Dai.”

“I thought I always looked good, Y/N.” He teases, resuming to his seat next to you on the couch. You can’t help but roll your eyes at his comment. “What’s she saying?” He asked taking a bite of his sandwich.

“She sent you a video of some cats and just said ‘us lol’.” You explained, “and then she sent some more stupid posts and stuff.”

“God, I never open any of those. They are always so stupid. I only like stupid posts when they come from you, princess.” He says in between bites.

“Hey Dai, can I come visit you for lunch at work tomorrow. I want to meet my replacement, your ‘work wife’.” You say before picking up the sandwich your husband had made you.

“Of course, I'd never say no to that.”

The next morning you begin packing Daichi’s lunch for him, an assortment of his favourite foods. As the clock hits 12, you decide to head over to the station where Daichi works. As you walk in you see an assortment of people walking around looking busy, you decide to stand off to the side and text your husband upon your arrival.

As you face down at your phone, you hear someone approach you. Slowly looking up at making eye contact at a shorter woman, a hand on her hip. “Can I help you?” She asked a seamlessly innocent question but the tone was laced with a taste of bitterness. Before you could answer you see the familiar sight of your husband approaching the two of you. Daichi was giving you a look, telepathically telling you to not say or do anything stupid. As his footsteps got louder, the woman in front of you snapped her head around to look at your husband. “Sawamura-kun! Hey.” She smiles, a drastic contrast to the look she was giving you.

“Oh hey, Tsutsui-san.” He says before turning to you, “hey baby.”

The sentence confused Tsutsui, before she could react you pull your husband in for a hug. “Hey Dai,” you mutter into his chest, “I brought lunch.” You smiled looking up at him.

“Oh, Daichi-san? Who’s this?” Tsutsui asks, looking towards your husband completely shutting out your presence.

“This is my wife, Y/N.” He proudly responds.

“Hey, I am Sawamura Y/N.” You say with a fake smile plastered over your face, putting a hand out for Tsutsui which she ignores.

“Tsutsui Yasu. Daichi’s work wife.” She states bluntly.

“Oh! I have heard about you! Are you the Tsutsui Yasu who wont stop blowing up my husband's phone every night? The one my husband shows complete disinterest in and keeps following him around like a lost puppy. The Tsutsui who doesn’t stop referring to herself as my husband's work wife, despite his discomfort. And despite the ring he wears on his finger, that Tsutsui right?”

The conversation drops silent. The tension in the air grows strong. Daichi shifts uncomfortably between the two of you, glancing at the both of you.

Tsutsu was taken aback by your directness, stammers “I-I… well, Daichi and I have a great working relationship! We just joke around, you know?”

“Y/N.” Daichi says sternly, “let’s just go have some lunch-”

“Listen Dai, I love you and we can go eat in a second.” You cut him off, Daichi was amazed by your new found dominance, he was used to you being a nice, caring and loving partner. But he liked it, he liked how you weren’t afraid to fight for him in the moment. Daichi always cared too much about how other people viewed him and would never say something to hurt another person, he could never find the guts to tell Tsutsui to stop caring too much about her emotions. Daichi was a people pleaser.

By this time, you werent; letting anyone undermine your relationship. You fix your gaze firmly on Tsutsui, your tone unwavering. "Tsutsui-san, it's about time you understand boundaries. Daichi is my husband, and your 'work wife' fantasy isn't something he's interested in."

Daichi looks at you with a mixture of surprise and admiration, silently appreciating your assertiveness. Tsutsui, however, seems taken aback by the direct confrontation.

You continue, "I get it, Daichi is friendly with everyone at work, but your constant intrusion into our personal life's crosses a line. We're here to enjoy lunch, not to entertain your fixation on being his 'work wife.'"

Tsutsui was lost for words. Not knowing how to apply to your directness.

Daichi steps in, his tone firm, "Tsutsui-san, I appreciate your friendship at work, but Y/N is my priority. Please respect that."

“Let’s go, Dai.” You say walking off, leaving a dumbfounded Tsutsui standing there. Daichi trails behind you.

“That was hot, princess.” Daichi says placing a kiss on your forehead once the two of you reach your car.

“Mhm, I like fighting for what’s mine.” You murmured against his lips, before he pulled you closer.

A playful glint sparkles in Daichi's eyes as he holds you close. "You should do it more often," he says, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

“Maybe I will.”

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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Their reaction when you fake an orgasm

Fandom: Multi Fandom

Pairings: Various Characters X Gn!reader

Genre: Smut

Format: Scenario

Warnings: NSFW content, Not Proofread

Word Count: 0.3K

A/n: the page goes blank while im writing one more time and me and tumblr are gonna have a problem =|

youre under him, your feet pressed on your belly as hes pounding into you harshly. you arent really in the mood for it today but you dint want to turn him down, and you also know that he wont let go of you unless you cum; therefore, you decide to do something you have never done in your life before, which is faking as orgasm. you start loudenning your moans as you shake your legs, pretending like youre cumming; but unfortunately, he knows you too much to fall for that, so he notices this.

↬ok this guy is mad, and when i say he's mad, i mean it. hes like "bitch! im getting my ass kicked giving you pleasure, and then you go and do this!? so what? am i not good enough to you?"

hes so upset that he might just pull out of you and start jerking himself up in front of your eyes. and dont you even dare touch yourself! or else you wont be seeing him naked for months.

yup! thats how upset he is.

Bungou Stray Dogs:Kunikida(he thinks its a shameful action but hes pissed so who gives a shit), Chuuya Nakahara (mad baby), Akutagawa, Tachihara, Ranpo( petty boy hehe)

Death Note:Light (god bless your soul, your names written in the damn book after this), Mello

The Case Study Of Vanitas:Vanitas (idk why but i always picture him getting mad in these situations)

Jujutsu Kaisen:Megumi (hehe)

Haikyuu:Tsukishima (was literally thinking of him while writing this, Kageyama, Sugawara (only if he had a bad day), Kenma (another petty baby), Atsumu, Iwaizumi, Kunimi

↬well hes not exactly happy! i mean, oh really? so thats how it works now huh? ok then! prepare yourself Belladonna!

hes a tease, and he found the perfect opportunity, so why not teach you a lesson?

prepare yourself to be fucked up real bad, without reaching any orgasms.

he goes down on you real quick while focusing on your sensitive parts with his hands, and when your legs start shaking for real this time and youre about to reach your cervix?immediately stops whatever hes doing and smirks at the sight of you being frustrated while begging him to let you cum.

Bungou Stray Dogs:Dazai (i literally said belladonna in the text), Fyodor, Mori, Kajii, Tachihara

Death Note:L Lawliet, Also Mello

The Case Study Of Vanitas:Roland (will let you cum eventually tho)

Jujutsu Kaisen:Itadori, Sukuna, Geto, Gojo

Haikyuu:Tsukishima, Daichi, Sugawara, Kuroo, Tendou, Osamu holy fuck, Suna motherfucking Rintarou, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kunimi

↬boy is shocked, bur pretends like he didnt notice it, and will tell you that he came too actually, and that you dont need to take care of him and you should just take some rest. but when you do go to sleep hes awake, being sad while thinking to himself how messed up he is in bed that you had to do that, and how youre going to leave him in the future for someone who can give you pleasure for real.

this is so cruel just dont do this to them-

Bungou Stray Dogs:Atsushi (please just be honest with him), Akutagawa (insecure baby), Chuuya, Fukuzawa, Tanizaki

Death Note:Matsuda, Near (is it weird that i see him as a softie...?)

The Case Study Of Vanitas:Noe :')

Haikyuu:Hinata, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Asahi, Lev, Bokuto, Akaashi, Ushijima, Kita

Reblogs are appreciated! :)

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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↳ pairing: d. sawamura x f!reader

↳ notes: sfw, fluff, comfort, friends to lovers, boys really do suck sometimes and i need daichi to make it all better

↳ wc: 1.5k

↳ tagging: @briokayama, my #1 ride or die daichi fucker/suga kinnie 🧡

You were sitting outside on the steps when you heard the shuffle of feet and a familiar voice behind you.

“There you a-“ Daichi stopped dead in his tracks as you quickly wiped the tears off your face with a frown. He softened his voice and started over. “Hey,” he said as you turned your head, trying to avoid his gaze. “You okay, (y/n)?”

Without looking at him you shook your head no.

“Can I sit down?” he said, nodding at the vacant space on the step.

Still trying to hide your face, you nodded, sniffling.

Daichi set his bag down and you inched over to make room for him. He smelled nice. He always did. Even after practices and games he somehow managed to smell good.

“You wanna talk about it?” His big brown eyes looking after you.

“No,” you said quietly as you wiped a fresh tear away with the back of your hand.

“Would it help if I just sit here with you?”

He was always so nice. And attractive. Too bad he was already taken.

“Yeah,” you mumbled.

The two of you sat in comfortable silence together for about 30 seconds before you caved.

“I’m so fucking done with guys!” You turned to look at him, his eyebrows raising when your forlorn expression had been replaced by one of anger. “Why do they all suck so fucking much? Not you Dai, you’re cool. But why do all the other guys suck so hard? It’s like they do shit knowing they’re gonna fuck with a girl’s feelings without even batting an eye! Well I tell you what, I’m going on a dating strike! The next guy who wants to try to get one over on me? I’m not even gonna give him the time of day! See how he likes that! Rejection’s a bitch, ain’t it, asshole?” you said out loud to the hypothetical guy.

Daichi just sat and let you rant, nodding and shaking his head at the appropriate moments.

“Or! Maybe what I should do is act interested and give him the time of day just to yank it away from him. Like, sike bitch!” you said to the hypothetical guy again. “You know what I’m saying?” Daichi nodded with a furrowed brow. “Like bat my fucking eyelashes at him and giggle and shit, text him back and forth for a few days and then when he’s all…” Daichi raised his eyebrows in amusement when you did your best dude voice. “...hey girl, I like you a lot. You’re so cool and smart and amazing and beautiful. Let me take you out this weekend…” You resumed your normal voice “I’ll be like mmm NAHHH I just like you as a friend and friendzone his ass! Only worse cuz it’ll be a fake friendzoning!” You growled and propped your chin on your palm.

Daichi hated that you’d been taken for a ride by another shithead, but he thought you looked so cute looking off into the distance with your cheeks puffed out.

“Listen, (y/n), before you completely write off guys let me set you up on a blind date.” You looked at him like he was crazy. “Hear me out!” he said, holding up a finger, still red from the spiking drills he'd just left from.

Way you saw it, Daichi was your friend. When you met him, you’d only been at Karasuno for a couple of days after transferring from another school. You were in the same classes together, and he’d been the first of your new classmates to introduce himself and show you around. You learned that he was captain of the high school’s volleyball team, which didn’t surprise you given his uncontrived charm and the way people naturally followed him. Those things quickly became two of several reasons you found him irresistibly attractive. It really sucked that he was taken.

“I’m listening…”

“I know someone who I think would be really into you.” Your heart dropped, but it only made sense. He was taken. Of course he’d try to set you up with some other guy. But you trusted his judgment and figured what the hell.

“Go on…”

“Let me set something up and get back with you on it, okay?”

“Daichi,” you said with a pained expression. “I don’t know…”

“Tell you what. If you don’t like him or he breaks your heart, I’ll personally make sure he’s held accountable!” he said, rubbing his hands together.

You grinned and nodded. “Okay…”

“You trust me?”

“I trust you.”

“Alright. I’ll text you with the details later.”

⁎⁎⁎

You’d just crawled into bed and were about to set your phone on the nightstand when Daichi’s text came through.

Daichi: You know the art exhibit that’s in town this month?

You: yeah?

Daichi: be there Friday, 7pm. He’ll be standing next to the entrance holding a yellow daisy.

You: Are you serious? That’s so cheesy.

Daichi: Yeah well he’s kind of a hopeless romantic like that. But I know he’ll treat you right.

You: Okay, we’ll see.

Daichi: Let me know how it goes afterwards, okay?

You: yeah, okay.

You set your phone down and switched off the bedside lamp. You laid your head down with a sigh. If Daichi was friends with him, he must be a good guy, right?

[ friday 7:01pm ]

You slowly walked towards the small crowd that had gathered to stand in line for tickets, head slowly turning this way and that, looking for the yellow daisy.

He saw you first and was immediately taken by the pretty sundress you wore and the way you’d perfectly pinned your hair back to accentuate the most beautiful parts of your face and neck.

You spotted the daisy, your heart crashing against your ribs as your eyes trailed their way up to see what he…

Daichi?

He smiled at you as he swaggered towards you, that cute grin of his with his black hair softly framing his handsome face. You were confused as shit.

“Daichi? What are you doing here?”

“I’m taking you on a blind date.”

You blinked. “Wh-...did he stand me up or something and this is your way of making it up to me?”

He took a step toward you and put the daisy in your hair. “I am him, (y/n).”

“B-but…you’re taken.”

He flinched and furrowed his brow. “I am?”

“Yeah, aren’t you dating Michimiya?”

His incredulous laugh sounded more like a fart as it vibrated off his lips. “Michimi-” he trailed off. “Seriously?”

“Yeah? You’re dating her, right?”

Daichi’s shoulders shook with laughter. “No? What makes you think that?”

You spoke of all the times you’d seen them in the hall outside of class talking. The other girl’s eyes were always filled with admiration whenever they talked, and Daichi would always smile back at her as they went on about their shared love of volleyball. You’d always envied her, but she seemed like a sweet girl. You didn’t fault her one bit for having a thing for Daichi. Hell, so did you.

Your crush, who you ironically assumed had long ago relegated you to the friendzone, shook his head. “She’s the captain of the girls’ team and we’ve only ever been friends and classmates. I know she likes me, but I like someone else.” He looked you up and down, his gaze traveling the length of your body.

“M-me?” you said meekly.

Daichi was starting to lose his nerve. He’d hoped you would’ve had a positive reaction by now - if he’d correctly read all the signs right from the beginning. The very first time he talked to you, your eyes sparkled. The same way they would when you discovered the poignancy in poetry, or the first sakura buds in the early spring.

But you were giving him very little to go on since spotting him a few moments ago. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

For the first time since you’d known him, you saw uncertainty flash in his eyes. “Yeah? Is that weird?”

You stared at him in disbelief for a moment before licking your lips. “Daichi…”

“Yeah?” he said, grimacing.

“Kiss me.”

His expression relaxed into one of comfort - the one you knew best. With a subtle smirk on his lips he placed a large, warm hand under your jaw and moved in so close that you could hear his voice in his breath when he said, “Can I?”

You nodded slowly and his lips descended on yours, softly moving against them as a quiet groan left his lips. His large hand stretched along your neck and shoulder as your fingers snaked their way into his dark brown hair.

Neither of you noticed when some of the people around you began to step back and aww at the making of the young, new couple before them. It was only when you both began to hear clapping that you became intensely aware of the fact that Daichi’s teeth were scraping along your tongue in front of a whole ass group of strangers.

You pulled back, breaking your kiss to look up at Daichi who was looking back down at you with wet lips. “Shall we?” he said, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth again.

“We shall,” you answered, smiling up at him.

You let him lead you into what would prove to be one of the most magical nights of your life, and he never let you down.

#daddy daichi #daichi #sawamura #daichi sawamura #daichi fluff #daichi comfort #daichi x f!reader #daichi x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #hq

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grisschlager · 6 months

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Summer Event | Toru Oikawa x Reader

Warnings : Mention of alcohol (not for the students), a lot of nicknames

Part 1 (optional) Part 2 (optional)

The last day of school before summer break had let out. Mad dashes and people scrambling over one another echoed down every hall as everyone tried to be the first one out. I decided that I would not be suicidal today. The classroom is fine for another five minutes. It took someone’s squished up face ramming into the class’s door for me to take out my phone. I’m tuning all this out. Upon flashing my phone’s screen on, I took notice of all the messages decorating my notification wall. The Karasuno group chat, Oikawa, Lev, Bokuto, Kuroo, Iwa, Kenma… when did I give them my number? I decided to open up from bottom to top, starting with Kenma’s. It was simple, explaining that he got my number from Kuroo. I did not give Kuroo my number either. He then asked if I was going to the firework show. Ah, as if I had a choice. The volleyball clubs in a bunch of schools around had planned a summer break party, including fireworks, barbecue, and water-related activities. I texted back that I was going and I’d see him there. Now, time to interrogate Kuroo. Heading over to his message next, he said he got my number from Bokuto. Another guy I DIDN’T GIVE MY NUMBER TO. I sent him the affirmative that I was going to the event. Bokuto time. Same song and dance again, he got his information from Lev. How Lev got my number, beats the hell out of me. Send an affirmative and move to Lev. His came from Iwa, and we all know where Iwa got my number from. I’d deal with that boy later.

I stood from my desk, opening up the group chat and being greeted with an explosion of all-caps. Hinata, Tanaka, and Nishinoya were making outrageous plans for the cookout portion. Something about buying a bull. That’s not what I needed to read, though. I scrolled up to the best of my ability, skipping past the past 45 minutes of screaming, and finally reached the calm planning part. The team planned to meet up around five at night. Alright, that gives me a good… hour and a half! Plenty of ti- I have no yukatas… Alright a short shopping trip it is.

Yukata acquired! It was a black and red one with koi fish. Simple but still pretty. Okay, now it was time to go home. While walking home, I slipped out my phone. I unlocked it and caught up to the group chat. Daichi was chewing out the trio for suggesting using paint in the water balloons instead of water, and Oikawa had sent two messages. Gotta bite the bullet some time. I opened up Toru’s messages.

Milk Bread: I’ll be going to the firework show tonight ;)

When are you going? We should go together :o

Hellllooooo I know you’re seeing these! :<

Iwa-Chan said you responded to him! :’(

<;’D

What is wrong with this guy?

Me: I was just getting a yukata! Quit sending so many emojis!

Milk Bread: :P so we’re :l going together =-D right? >:>

Me: I regret giving you my number

Milk Bread: =3

Me: I’m meeting with the team at 5

Milk Bread: ^^

Me: Come on now Kawa use your big boy words

Milk Bread: <3

Me: yeah that works <3

Slipping my phone away with a playful grin, I entered a light jog back home, wanting to hurry just in case Toru pulled some of his magic and appeared at my doorstep in the next 10 minutes.

Using the next hour to my advantage, I donned my new yukata, brushed my messy hair aside and out of my face, clipped on fake paper earrings, and freshened up with varying vanity items. Checking the time, I saw it was just about the designated meeting time along with multiple texts that announced their arrival at the meeting spot. Grabbing my keys, phone, bag, and water, I was shooting out of the house.

“Woah, what’s the rush, Suteki-Chan?” Two giant hands clasped around my shoulders, bringing me to a harsh stop. Looking up at my entrapment, I was met with a sickly sweet smile, his hair curling upwards flawlessly. He may be beautiful and he may have just called me the cutest nickname ever, but I was not going to be late. I lifted my arms and grabbed his hands that were still resting on my shoulders.

“Come on, Toru.” I yanked forward, causing the boy, now behind me, to lose his balance and trip forward.

“I’m losing my sandal!”

“Tell it no!” I was not stopping. Not for anything. Unless Toru actually did lose his shoe. I can’t just let him be half-barefooted.

Not long after, and without sandal casualties, we made it to the team meetup spot. I, proudly, strolled over to the rest of my team, Toru still in tow.

“Y/N-Chan.” Toru pouted from behind me, “You could’ve given me a warning. Is my hair messed up?” I released the boy’s hands and turned around to give him an evaluation.

“Hmmmm… nope!” To further convince the upset setter, I gave the most comforting grin I could.

“You better be telling the truth…” Toru continued to pout, but reached his left hand to grab onto my right one.

“Y/N IS HERE!” Well, not anymore. The speed that Toru pulled his arm away had me concerned he’d pull a muscle. Mere seconds passed before Hinata was all over the scene.

“What’s Oikawa doing here again?!” Cue Toru’s fake smile.

“Believe it or not, Y/N’s my friend. Makes sense I’d want to go see fireworks with my friend, right?” Hinata nodded.

“Yeah! That makes sense.”

“Now that introductions are over, let’s get moving, yeah?” Coach Ukai suggested, clearly not wanting to be chaperone that night.

“Yes sir!” Taka and Noya bellowed, saluting. A tick of silence floated by before Hinata saluted along with the other two. Ukai responded with a drawn-out sigh and a pinch to his nose bridge. He began walking with a concerned Takeda following, causing everyone else to duckling behind.

“What’s his problem?” Toru leaned down to whisper at me after we were safely tucked in the back of the group. I turned my head to whisper back.

“I think he’s hungover.”

“Hungover?”

“They asked him to chaperone at the last minute. He ranted about it in his office.”

“How-How did you hear?” I sighed.

“I was just trying to ask him for the storage key.” Toru’s gaze held great concern. “Don’t worry, he’s just going to be snappy. Me and Noya call him turtle.” Oikawa said nothing in return, instead opting to rest his fingers right below my elbow.

“Your team is weird.” A playful tone, a teasing smirk, and the soft tickle cascading down my arm let me know that he meant that in the best way. No reason to let him off the hook, though.

“Ah, rude. So I’m weird too?” A chuckle surrendered out of the boy’s chest, the tickle down my arm worming its way into my hand’s grasp.

“You’re the weirdest one.” I used the hand he wasn’t holding to flick his chest.

“That why you get along with me so well?”

“Hah… Shut up.” Toru gave my hand a squeeze, not too hard to be harsh, but definitely not lovingly soft either. I was glad Toru was going to the occasion, of course the rest of Aoba Johsai was going, but Toru was going with me! I was looking forward to spending quality time with him, we hadn’t had much of that since he snuck into training camp that one time. We also hadn’t really gotten much of a chance to talk about our future, or about us. The talk was for sure coming, but golly gee I’m nervous.

“Tanaka, what are you wearing?!” I was pulled out of my thoughts by the familiar sound of Nishi.

“Ugh, okay my sister took my sandals for some stupid project or something and my mom is steam cleaning my sports shoes! These were all I had!” Said man lifted his arms, showing off sneakers that were more like ankle boots, and they… also look like… a cast? I slapped a hand over my mouth to stop from erupting into a fit of giggles.

“Why not just wear your normal, everyday shoes?!” Suga wailed.

“What do you think these are?!” Baldie gestured wildly at his shoes.

“Oh brother.” Tsukishima huffed out.

15 minutes of walking and lightly making fun of Tanaka’s shoes led us to the large park where numerous others were already setting up. The grills were firing up to start grilling the greasiest meats possible, four buckets of water balloons were filled with more coming, two sprinkler sections were set, and a huge box of explosives were being hauled into a safe corner. I sure hope it’s safe anyway. We don’t need a bunch of volleyball players getting into those. Suddenly, I had a terrible, horrible, awful thought.

“Toru, did you bring blankets?” Panic evident in my voice over the imminent threat of grassy scratchy torture.

“I brought a blanket.” Heh… hehehe… schmoozing time. I donned a dreamy smile and fluttered my eyelashes up at the captain.

“Toru~” Toru~ picked up what I was trying to say quickly.

“Aww, forget your blanket, Y/N-Chan?” Before I could nod, Oikawa cupped my chin in his hand, squishing my cheeks upwards. “Say please~” This little shit.

“Pweash?” Seemingly pleased with this answer, he let go of my chin.

“I was gonna let you sit with me anyway~” My face darkened, and I lunged at this teasing moron. Of course, just like how he caught up with me in the parking lot all those months ago, he easily outran me with his stick legs.

“I’ll get you when you least expect it, Oikawa!” I yelled after the still-retreating boy.

“What did he do this time?” Another voice startled me, causing me to jump and turn around. “Sorry.” It was just Iwa.

“Oh, you’re fine. He was-”

“-being a sweet and perfect angel, of course!” Speak of the devil. Toru sidled up beside me and laid his elbow on my shoulder, grinning innocently at Iwa. Iwa just glanced dubiously at me, and in return, I gave him a small head shake.

“He’s all yours, Y/N.” Iwa left no room for rebuttals in his walk away. I wasn’t sure to feel happy or devastated at being left alone with Oikawa.

“Now that we’re all alone, Y/N-Chan, let’s go throw balloons at people.” Ah, yes, happy.

“Okay!” Toru steered me over to the designated warzone, topped off with overturned tables and bucket stations. “I do hope you’re not planning on turning on me during the war.” I warned him; I could see right through him.

“Neverrrrrr.”

“Toru.” I warned once more.

“Come onnnnn you know me!”

“Toru.” Said man stood still for a moment, drinking in my cautioning face. That didn’t stop him, though. He pirouetted, lurched forward, and, before I could stop him, grabbed a balloon and lobbed it at me. I dove for cover, but I was hit.

It grazed my hip. I’m done for. I hit the ground and turned over on my back. Raising a hand in the air, I beckoned Toru over. He edged over, afraid of a sneak attack.

“Y/N?”

“T-Toru? Is that you? Oh, thank the heavens. Come closer.” I let my arm flop to the ground beside me. Toru listened and scooted closer, albeit slowly. “Listen, I’m not gonna last much longer. *cough cough* It’s getting cold, hard to breathe. I’m glad to spend my final moments with you. *gasp* Please, tell my family I love them.” I grappled onto Toru’s hand, pulling him just a little closer so he could hear me take my final gasp for breath before I “died.”

“...Y-Y/N-Chan?” Toru scrambled forward, placing his ear right above my chest before gasping dramatically and falling back. He grabbed fistfuls of grass and yanked upward, taking the grass with him as he bellowed out a “NOOOOOOOO.”

“Hey everyone, the food is ready!” A random dude shouted out. I shot into a standing position.

“Time’s-a wastin’ Kawa.” I darted toward the food table along with other much taller and beefier teenage boys. I’ve already reached the point of no return, no turning back now.

“Woah! No rush, Y/N!” Toru’s arms wrapped around my waist to hold me back, allowing the rush of men to dogpile the steaks. I was singing my praises to Toru’s stick legs this time.

“Oh- thank you, Ruru. I was too blinded by the hunger.”

“Eh- Ruru?!”

“Mhm! It’s cute.” I wiggled out of his grasp and casually approached the swarm of vultures. It’s fight or die.

Alright, so it was not fight or die. Everyone was very pleasant. Imagine a mosh pit, except instead of a band, there’s just a burger on stage. It was exactly like that. Now I was happily eating a hotdog next to Toru, who was eating everything.

“Do you wanna go back to the water after we eat, N/N (nickname)?” Oh, and Toru is now calling me N/N.

“Hmm, how much longer until the firework show?” Toru chuckled at that question, resting his head on his hand.

“How am I supposed to know?”

“Okay, fair. Can we play in the sprinklers?”

“Mhm, anything you want, Y/N-Chan~”

I had planned to splash around for about half an hour. Surprise surprise when Toru and I wrapped towels around ourselves an hour and a half later. Neither of us had brought a change of clothes, so there we were, hair and clothes soaked and sore throats from laughing. I expected to have fun with Oikawa today, but what I wasn’t expecting was to fall even harder for him. A surprise, sure, but a welcome one. There was an announcement for the firework show; it was starting in ten minutes. That announcement was what made us finally dry off.

“Hey, Y/N! Haven’t seen you around all day.” A voice came from behind me. I peered over my shoulder to see Suga smiling softly. “The team agreed to sit near each other. We’d love for you to join.” The thought of sitting with them warmed my heart, but the thought of getting to talk with Oikawa filled me with the fuzziest feeling. The choice was clear.

“Well, I’d love to Suga, but I was planning on sitting with Oikawa.”

“Speaking of. I’m going to set up a spot for us, Y/N-Chan.” Oikawa flashed a cocky smirk as he walked off with our blanket. Once the captain was out of ear-shot, Suga placed a soft hand on my shoulder, coupled with a knowing smile.

“Y/N, you know I trust your judgement, but be careful with him, alright? Just in case the rumors turn out to be true.”

“Rumors?” I turned to fully face the setter, and said boy let his hand fall off my shoulder.

“That he’s a ladies’ man. I don’t know if he… uh, swings that way.” My mind blanked. Oh god… Oh Suga… I shyly smiled back at the boy in front of me.

“I’ll be careful, promise. And I’ll be alright if he doesn’t swing that way.”

“Good luck.” Suga waved and was on his way. Oh, he was so sweet. I went on my way as well, seeking out the still-drying swoops of hair. He was sitting all the way in the back, like, all the way. I began my hike, trekking through the spiky summer grass, past all the dudes chatting with their pals. The good news, I made it in one piece. The bad news, there was barely any time to talk with Oikawa about everything. Well, no shame in trying. I sat gingerly beside the brunette boy, enjoying the closeness of sharing a blanket.

“Toru? Can we talk?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah of course. What is it?”

“Well, there’s two things actually.”

“I still want to hear it.” Toru lightly joked, nerves shining through his tone.

“At training camp, the kiss.” Toru lightly hummed.

“What about it?”

“Can we do it again? Wait- hang on that’s-” Beside me, Toru burst into a fit of laughter.

“You liked it, yeah?”

“Well, uh, I like you and, like, yeah, I did.”

“You like me?” Toru sent a sly smirk my way, eyes shining with adoration. Looking into those eyes got my mouth all dry.

“I- Didn’t I just say that? Wait, that came out wrong-”

“So, what you’re telling me is… you wanna date? Officially?” I frantically nodded at my blanket buddy, thankful he said it so I didn’t have to.

“Oh- we still have to keep it a secret.” I quietly reminded.

“I can work with that. I still get to have you.” Toru’s words went straight from my ears to my cheeks.

“So, about my question earlier?” A surprised chuckle escaped Toru’s lips.

“I think we can arrange that.” And with those six words, Toru cupped my cheek and leaned sideways to close the gap between us. This, our second kiss, was much sweeter than our first. It showed both of our feelings, our vulnerabilities that we only ever showed when together. This felt right, it felt blissful. Faintly, I heard a sharp whistle. It disappeared before exploding into a cacophony of color. Slowly, we pulled apart, gazing into each other’s eyes.

“Toru, I adore you…”

“I see the cat returned your tongue.” I gently laughed.

“It was a tough battle, but I emerged victorious.” Matching my loving smile, Toru leaned in again, placing a gentle smooch upon my nose and then between my brows.

“What was the other thing you wanted to talk about? If it’s as good as this one, I need to hear it.” I chuckled.

“It’s a little heavier. Our future. After we graduate. That sort of thing.”

“Ah, well I’d hate to ruin this very new relationship.”

“Come on, try me. I can handle anything.”

“I’ll just come out and say it, then… I want to rob yachts.” Caught completely off-guard, I snort-laughed. Embarrassment commencing. Instead of teasing laughter, like I was expecting, I heard the sparkling sound of a quiet and genuine laugh from Toru Oikawa himself. “Sorry, sorry. I still want to play volleyball. I can’t imagine a life without it, y’know.” Coming down from his laughing, he turned his serious eyes over at me. “That could mean traveling… the world, maybe.” My eyes widened the slightest bit at the reality that Toru could leave. He could go to Sweden or to Zimbabwe. While pondering the possibilities over, I realized one major thing: the overwhelming feeling of happiness that he’d be chasing his dreams. That was the moment I had decided. I placed a comforting hand over his much larger one.

“I hope you enjoy video calls, then. At least until I graduate too.” It was Toru’s turn to widen his eyes, the look in them, swimming with emotions. He was completely vulnerable, allowing himself to open up to me. He was truly terrified while waiting for my answer. This moment, I’m burning this one into my brain. The moment I decided Toru Oikawa was the one for me. Fireworks went off left and right in the background, they sounded dim in this moment, as Toru hurriedly leaned in and placed another kiss to my lips, conveying every single emotion he was feeling into the kiss. Settling into it, I raked one of my hands through his slightly-damp hair, massaging his head. Once he pulled back, he tugged me into his chest quickly, I assume to hide me from seeing something. Oh… he was crying, wasn’t he? I smiled into his chest and wrapped my arms around his midsection, looking to the sky to watch the rest of the fireworks.

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