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𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒!!!
Small message : I might make a part 2 about this, if I planned to make one then I will put the link down below of the part 2
Warnings ⚠ : a bit mentions of anxiety
Type : hcs (headcannons)
Pairing : tsukishima x reader, kageyama x reader, bokuto x reader, Dachi x reader, oikawa x reader
✰ 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐄𝐈
At first he would be a bit nervous since he never slept beside a girl
He would probably sleep at the edge so he would avoid touching you during the night
He would make sure your comfortable
He felt safe around you so he fell asleep well
He had a good sleep
Sometimes he would turn around to check on you slowly
If you suggest holding hands he would probably accept it but you could always feel his hand sweating a bit
If you suggest cuddles he will have a light pink blush on his cheeks, he probably.. Will allow cuddling???
Tsukishima isn't the type of guy who would suggest cuddling but if you want to cuddle with him, he wouldn't mind
✰ 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐎
Oh boy, he's a blushing mess!
his heart would nearly explode when you suggested sleeping together
His anxiety is KILLING him
Dear Lord save him he's gonna turn into a blushing reddened tomato the whole night
He couldn't even sleep the whole night
Would probably tremble and shake the whole bed
HE'S INSTANTLY SWEATING
When you suggested sleeping together, he acted tough and accepted it
But right now, he's melting apparently
If you suggest holding hands, he would FLINCH
Hold his hand? Be ready to feel hotness and sweat all over your hand
Cuddle? He's dead.
✰ 𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎
Okay first of all.. He is not AFRAID to sleep with you
When you suggested sleeping with him, he would burst into happiness and gladly accept it
Would probably cuddle you first instead of you doing it
Holding hands and cuddling is his thing
BIG SPOON BIG SPOON 🚨
Also.. He snores.
Technically, it would be annoying trying to fall asleep when bokuto is snoring and you can't do anything to stop him from snoring
If your uncomfortable with him cuddling you then he will leave you alone with a small sad face (poor bokuto 😭)
But mostly, it feels safe and comfortable sleeping with him and cuddling with him
His body temperature is usually warm so if your cold, GET YOUR TEDDY BEAR TO WARM YOU!!!
✰ 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀
For what I might say.. He's a gentleman
BIG gentleman
Your cold? He will share you his blanket
You hot? He will turn on the air conditioner!
Any problem can be solved by him so you do not have to worry
He really wants you to sleep comfortably so if you have any problems please tell him
Cuddles? Sure! Your welcomed to be cuddled by him!
Holding hands? No problem! He finds it cute and adorable to hold hands while sleeping together
HE'S A HUSBAND MATERIAL!!!!
Ilysm sm I am now jealous (please let me sleep with daichi next)
He wants to make you feel extremely comfortable and safe
So you might expect forehead kisses and neck kisses from him during the night
✰ 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐔
Omfg he's so flirty
When you suggested sleeping with him, he was like "omgggg y/n chan really wants to sleep with her handsome boyfriend?!?!?! Of course I cannot resist!!! "
Has a HUGE ego
He would literally stare at you sleeping nearly the whole night omg 😭
Probably showed off to kageyama that he has a girlfriend and he doesn't 💀
Anyways back to the head cannons, I feel like his body temperature would be COLD
So if you feel cold, he can't help you with that butttt.. He has a lot of blankets
Literally 3 pillows and 4 blankets
Would try SO HARD to touch you and cuddle with you
He's touchy
When you sleep with him, he would always has a small smile while sleeping
Anyways! That's all I hope y'all enjoyed reading and I am so so so sorry this was a bit short because this was a bit rushed and I had a hard time figuring new head cannons for it 😭
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3:04 AM — akaashi keiji
keiji entered your shared home all but gracefully. with half-lidded eyes and a stumble through the door, he haphazardly chucked his shoes onto the floor, paying no mind to the fact that they had landed much too far from one another.
with heavy limbs and a sleepy head, he dragged himself over to the bedroom. in the process, he dropped his work bag somewhere in the hallway (if he was slightly more conscious, he would’ve avoided such a thing knowing you’d pester him for it the next morning). and finally, in the darkness of the night, akaashi keiji collapsed onto your bed.
the movement roused you from your sleep, a soft hum escaping your lips as you turned over to face your boyfriend (despite your eyes being closed). “you stink, keiji,” you muttered, the words barely audible and frosted with sleepiness. “how was work?”
keiji grumbled in response. his coat somehow managed to make it off of his body and onto the floor; that’s another thing you’d be sure to scold him for.
there were a plethora of complaints on the very tip of his tongue that had accumulated throughout the day — a rookie editor had misplaced the volume he was working on, the wifi in his building was running slow, his lunchtime coffee was too bitter. but as he lay in the bed next to you, with his hand subconsciously resting on the back of your head and the other bringing your body closer to him, his anger dissipated.
akaashi keiji was a busy man. a busy, and occasionally irritated, man. however, bathed in the lullabies of the moonlight and the warmth of your gentle breaths as you slip back into slumber, he finds himself at ease.
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Thunder and Lightning
"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"
warnings: afab!reader, long courtship, fluff, goal-driven individual, 9.2k LONG
A Kageyama Tobio x reader oneshot
a/n: inspired by this
“‘You ever think about us?” He asks me after a night out. We were sitting on my porch, waiting for his cab.
“Of course I do. I think a lot about how timing really is everything. We had the chemistry, we had the love. We had the whole universe; except for that one little detail; we weren’t ready for each other.”
We look at each other for the first time in years; and just like back then, there is so much love in our glance. And yet, somehow the timing is still not right. And it seems this is how it will always be for the two of us — just like thunder and lightning — our timing will always be a little off.” — CCZ
It was raining on a March afternoon and the end of the school year is nearing; and you're still here, listening to your english lit teacher reading a literature she likes the class to make an essay out. You can't help but sigh as you rest your chin in your hand, staring out to the rain as it pours outside the building.
The english lit will be the last class before homeroom and you can't wait to have the day dismissed to be in that place again, like yesterday, like the years before. Karasuno High just doesn't have that sport and the venue so you still have to travel 15 mins to Sendai, so...
You heard her giggle beside you and she poked your arm. "Let's go out during homeroom, Y/n. Our adviser's in a meeting with the others anyway."
You hummed and slouched on your chair, sighing more than usual. The day feels a little off for you, like a pending hurricane about to happen, if the rain outside isn't it.
"Just let him do his thing, Ran. Don't meddle."
"But, Keii~"
You heard a raspy chuckle at your back and you tried to ignore it. You don't even have the energy to butt in, wondering what's wrong with you. You feel your brows furrowing at the confusion.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the current class and you had closed your eyes in relief. You quickly got up and turned to your bestfriendーwell, you don't know if you are to her but she is to you. "Restroom."
She stared at you and nodded, smiling. She has a bunch of chocolates and plushies all over her desk and under, and you have too but not as much as hers. You smirked at the thought as you made your way to the floor's restroom. Ran's pretty famous in Karasuno, much more outside of school because of her achievements, skills and reputation. Her boyfriend's(?) nice, you met him once. And she's too dense for the others on her big circle of friends.
You shook your head then you wash your face in the sink, and as soon as you are through, you went back to your room to rest your seem-heavy body. Well, tried.
"Y/n! Can you be my girlfriend?"
That line shook the hell out of you, much like the thunder outside, but more thunderous when the boy, still bowing in front of you, small bouquet of flowers in hand, is in your room with all your classmates staring at the scene. You tried to open your mouth, to say something but no words were pulled from your tongue. Your eyes darted to the amber-eyed boy that's already grinning, eyes not on you, poking on Ran's shoulders that's grinding her teeth, seated on a chair behind the boy.
"Can I court you, you idiot! I told you!"
Your eyes returned to the dark-haired boy, ignoring Ran's comment and stammered a "DoーHa-Who are you? Do I know you?", still in shock. Yeah, there are chocolates and some other stuffs under your desk but no one dared to ask you out like this.
The golden haired boyーKeiーstiffled a laugh to which Ran slapped his shoulder so hard Kei got knocked to the side, to the boy beside him.
"No. Umー"
After he placed the bouquet on Ran's desk, which was behind him, he walked out to the door, head still low, to where an orange-haired boy was waiting for him, jaw dropped and wide-eyed. You recognized him instantly, how could you not? He's Hinata Shoyo of the volleyball team. Your wide-eyes turned to Ran who has her jaw already dropped at you, too. Laughs soon resounded through your classroom and you felt your cheeks burned as you saw him laugh too.
"God, it's bad to laugh but, seriously Y/n? Who are you? Do I know you?" And he laughed again, and your cheeks can't get any redder.
"Shut it, Tadashi!" Ran snapped at him and you feel your world swirled. "Oh my God, Y/n. You don't know Kageyama Tobio? Really now? Andーughh oh my goood!" She covered her face with her hands and exasperatedly ran it to her hair.
"Hey! What Tadashi huh? That's Guchi-guchi for you."
Huh? Kageyama Tobio? The star-setter of the prefecture? Ran'sーyou don't really know much about her friends and team except Shoyo, Kei and the other oneーfriend? Why would he be in your classroom and ask that question to you? You gripped the nearby chair as your world really swirled.
"ーKei. She knows him. She was just maybe shocked? I don't know."
"Somehow feel bad for Ou-sama butー"
His laughs with Kei's woke the rest of your senses. You were blinded by the light but it was immediately shadowed by three poking heads. You groaned as you felt your hot breaths, you can even feel your ears and eyes burning too. You blinked twice as your vision adjusted, tears forming in the corners of your eyes due to the burning feeling.
"A boy you didn't know surely had a fever effect on you, Y/n. I wish I had that effect on Yachi-san too."
"Wanna do it like Ou-sama?"
"No, no. I'll do it much better."
"Get out. Both of you."
Kei and Tadashi mumbled through their breaths, pouting and blaming each other as they got up and really went out of the clinic to go on with their topic.
"So noisy." Ran mumbled as she ghosted a hand on your forehead. Your lips curled up slightly at the gesture. "You're still hot. I used your phone earlier, texted your brother to get you. 39°C Y/n, can't believe you really went to school like this."
You smiled at her. "No fever this morning. Maybe because of the cold rain." And you were surprised your voice got hoarse. You swallowed hard and felt a pain in your throat, eyes squinting at the feeling.
Liar. You stayed up there all night until your legs hurt because you can't sleep. That's why you're burning up right now.
"Is she okay?"
You heard a new but familiar voice out of ajared door of the clinic. It's that same boy from before you fainted. You chewed your cheeks, remembering what'd happened.
"The girl that doesn't know you is already awake, Tobio."
"Don't tease Ou-sama like that. Should be hardーHey! Where are you going?"
Ran quickly got up on her seat and peeked at the door. You could see her glaring at Kei and Tadashi through the slight gap of the curtain from your bed. The duo behind the door went silent by it.
"Go ahead to the practice when homeroom's over. I'll wait for Y/n's brother." She went back to your side and sat at her chair while dialing in her phone. "You're still dizzy, Y/n?"
You shook your head and smiled.
"Tobio, can you please please gather Y/n's things and bring it here in the clinic?ーAh, no butsーYes, Tobio. Let the two idiots help you if you can't do it alone.ーYes. Bye."
She sighed and looked at you, her smile felt tired. "Don't know what to feel, really. But we'll talk after your fever's gone, okay?"
You nodded and suddenly felt drowsy all of a sudden through her silent hums and peaceful atmosphere, with the still calming rain outside. Can't practice today, huh. You're dumb, Y/n.
Embarassing.
Embarassing.
You're embarassing, Kageyama Tobio!
If people hasn't seen a much grumpier Tobio, then they would see it now as he trots through the halls to your classroom, Class 2-4. Still irritated about Kei and Tadashi's teasing, and Ran's favor that includes your things. Wait, scratch the latter, it's not irritating if it includes you.
He noticed Shoyo came out of his room to peek on him, and he hated how his eyes linger on him. Tobio glared at him as he passes but Shoyo ignored it and followed him to your classroom anyway.
And Tobio ignored the wide eyes, snickers and murmurs when he entered your room, went straight to your desk and plop on your chair scanning your things before carefully organizing your things into your cute bag. It was not long when the two idiots Ran mentioned came back from the clinic, brows up in his figure, and seating back to their respective chairs just behind your desk and Ran's.
"She has gifts too, under."
"Help me." He growled at Tadashi who just grinned at him, still feeling the aftershock of the embarassment an hour ago, but it was not long too when Tadashi decided to help. Because there were really many small ones, compared to Ran's big packs of chocolates.
Tobio noticed Shoyo hovering, watching, keeping an eye at the chocolates and on Tobio, pale orange brows furrowed and lips upturning to a pout. "She rejected you."
The two idiots didn't really tried hard to suppress their laughs, much to his dismay, but he just ignored them and continued on picking up the chocolates. Until he found a box with a familiar name on it.
It was a box of chocolates from a boy in his class. His face soured at the sight of strawberry and cream colored chocolates under the transparent film and tossed the box to Kei's desk. "Snack." And the three guffawed, immediately dividing the chocolates inside to four.
Tobio kept inspecting your chocolates, tossing the ones from the senders that he knew to Kei's desk like the first one. And he stopped at one in a little pouch, read the tag and snapped his scalding eyes to Tadashi who immediately raised his hands in surrender.
"Obligatory! Got a same one for Ran and Yachi-san too! Look! The same rose colored pouch!" Tobio readily ignored him and tossed the pouch to Kei's desk while Shoyo rummaged in Ran's chocolates too.
"Hey! Put that back in her pile!"
The three went as noisy as they get while sorting your chocolates, leaving Kei in an immeasurable agony in the wake of his realization that he forgot his headphones. "I hate White Day."
Your classmates stared at the scene at the back of their classroom, enjoying the way Tobio didn't deny them the showcase of his possessiveness in terms of who must give you chocolates. And he thinks you might hate him after this but he pleads in his mind that you'll be patient with him for he doesn't know how to act when it comes to youーhis first romantic feeling. He shall maybe ask Ran for advice on how to act, which he already did and obviously failed but it's all on his incompetence, or an advice from his sister Miwa. He closed his eyes as he pictures her sister's grinning and teasing.
"What. Are you four. FUCKING. Doing?"
Tobio saw Ran entered the room and immediately was seething when she assessed the situation, saw the pile of chocolates in Kei's desk, and on a plastic bag dangling in the side of your desk, and on Shoyo who was already munching out of a box of chocolates in Kei's desk, Tadashi in mid-pick from it, too.
Tobio pouted as he turned his head away from her eyes and immediately gathered the rest of your chocolates and stuffed it all in the plastic bag he pulled from one of your classmate for your chocolates. And with the flowers he bought for you, he stood and left with your things in his arms.
When he reached the clinic's door, the little flowers he purposely picked wrapped in delicate rose gold wrapping paper shake and it was a while when he realized it was his hand that's shaking. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, creasing the paper more in his hold. Then he opened the door.
There are a few moments that left Tobio scared and running, or extensive fear that'll leave him dead, that'll make him wish he's dead. Being abandoned by his teammates, being left out, or Ran, Oikawa, or the both of them.. and Atsumu, too. But Ran's the scariest of the people out there, or maybe his sister when he'll leave his dirty dishes in the sink. Orー
This.
He thought you were still sleeping. He thought he was gonna just drop your things beside your sleeping figure, and maybe revel at your sleeping face a few seconds to engrave in his mind for the days to come, and then leave silently. He thought gravely wrong.
Your attention turned to him, cutting off the conversation you had with your brother at the sudden sound of the clinic's door opening. Tobio's knees was buckling when you met his dark blue eyes, and he somehow melted on the spot.
"Yes?"
And Tobio's eyes fell on a boy older than him, might already a college student ,he thought. Tobio was sensing a protective stance from the older boy as he glides in the room achingly slow and guard up like a prey carefully prancing to a predator's cave praying to go unnoticed and unscathed.
"My things!" In Tobio's peripherals, you attempted to jump out of bed but the boy beside you held you down in the bed. He fought the desire to look at your pale face and settled your things down carefully to an empty chair near your bed, his flowers on top of the pile.
He shuddered when he remembered what you'd said barely two hours ago, and he wanted to leave right now and he would. Tobio's bow was rushed and his feet was shuffling fast, covering the distance of your bed to the door when you suddenly called out a "Thank you, Kageyama!"
His shuffling momentum was hard to resist as he closed the door and took a few steps more before he registered what you just called him out for. He was left confused as he hastily made his way back to his own room, your words, your voice that he swears was like a siren calling onto him replaying in his mind like his GC ringtone. And he slowed down, relaxing his pace and a soft smile plastered in his face.
And the rest of the classroomsーinfested with his sheepish admirersーhe passed didn't let that sight pass by, and bet that they knew what happened in your classroom, an incident that got them bitter with you and of how you responded to their King. Yet no one will dare touch you as the days went by, afraid of the consequences of their pathetic bullying.
But you did mind Tobio's actions because one, your newfound haters would stare at your every move, much when you're alone. You wanted to confront them but it might ignite something that shouldn't, so you let them.
Two, the note Tobio left with his irises are bugging you til you fall asleep, for nights.
swearing 'am not a stalker but seeing you gliding thru ice with confidence gives warmth in me to strive harder in mine too. irises for you, my confidence.
You scoffed firsthand, thinking What confidence? He even walked out on me.; thinking about how did he knew about your sport. You were sure you were secretive because you didn't want to announce to the world what you're doing, and letting others see you compete and then, failing in front of their eyes. You don't like that. But the second time you stared and really look at the irises, it somehow gave you the same thing Tobio thought you gave him. And his penmanship somehowーdon't judge Y/n.
Third was this. Tadashi courting Hitoka and immediately getting a yes from her. If it happened a month before receiving the irises, you might already be crying your heart out to sleep. Strange. It wasn't as painful as you imagined it would be. Your unrequited feelings for Tadashi of a year was somehow wavering without you noticing. And it gave you confidence to talk to him eye to eye now, brave that he won't see anything other than genuine happiness for him and his girlfriend.
And fourth, you didn't hear from Tobio since that day. Sure, you dwell on the same floor, on the same building, and on the same school but no news of him, even at the slightest sighting. And you were curious why. You're sure he's thinking he was rejected, because that was what Ran told you when she talked to you about that as soon as your fever's gone. Shoyo reportedly assumed you rejected Tobio, and the whole Karasuno population was thinking that was it.
But no. God no.
You were clearly misunderstood, but no crying on spilled milk right now. You'd let the others think what they want to think. What bothers you is what Tobio might think of you.
"You're strange. But don't worry, he's okay with everything you can give him, Y/n. And he didn't gave up on you. Spoken directly from his mouth. Though, he's really really busy right now."
Ran was talking in a moderate tone, ignoring the fact that Kei and Tadashi might be listening to them even if they had their own conversation on your backs. And she winked at you.
"You're interested with Tobio now huh?"
You scoffed and sat against your chair properly. "No." But Ran didn't buy that answer as the events after that Friday held evidence.
Hyacinths with a bit of white tulips graced your desk as you came up that Monday and it smelled so sweet, it calmed your weary bones from the kind of practice you had that weekend. Your classmates present at that minute were already teasing you with Tobio and you just had to shake your head in hopes that they will stop with the teasing.
forgive me. i don't want to hover around and pressure you, impose myself to you. love watching you from afar doing things you love. still uncertain about what you think of this, and i care about that, but i'm not gonna give up on you. that, i assure you, my hyacinth.
"Ah, Y/n-san." Ashen colored hair peeked from the door and you remembered him from one of the boys that lingered with Ran last school year. You don't know his name, but his trademark hair had made you remember who he is, well, who was he. You pursed your lips thinking you don't have a clue on what was his name.
The boy bowed to your classmates in excuse and made his way to you, carrying a messily gift-wrapped box. He handed it to you, grinning. "He said you'll need it so use it."
"Huh? Whー"
"Just take it, Y/n-san. Please." He nudged the box on you when you pushed it slightly back to him. "They'll be late. Ran-san's scary today."
"Okay." You trailed your fingers to the flowery designed wrapper as you placed it on your desk. "What's your name?"
"Yokiro-des!"
You nodded, "Yokiro-kun, tell Kageyama-kun that I appreciate this, but he need not do this.." You trailed in your last phrase, which saddened the boy's face.
"Y/n-san, Kageyama-san's really smiling lately, and out of nowhere. He's also more focused on volleyball, heard him and Ran-san talking about working him off to get picked on World Youth camp this year."
Why was the kid telling you all this? You were maybe too confused that it reflected on your face to which he chuckled as more of your classmates piled into the room, eyeing you both.
"What I am saying is that, he's more motivated now because of you, and we are liking that change. Though, Suga-san said not to pressure you.. but please Y/n-san.. let him do these things to you." And he bowed in front of you, shocking you. You immediately held his shoulders to stop him from bowing, and he did, smiling as he straightened up his back.
"Kageyama-san's a good man, Y/n-san."
Tobio sneezed and sneezed as he went on setting for Shoyo for the spike-receive drill Ran had made them practice, Tadashi and Kei on the other side receiving.
"Are we not done yet?" Shoyo whispered to Tobio as Ran ranted out to Tadashi and Kei again.
But Tobio's attention wasn't with him, nor on Ran, nor anyone in the court. It was on the other side of the building, on a girl talking to his kouhai who he asked to give the gift.
"And you! Tobio! Why are your fingers bloody? It's smudging on their arms and hands!" Shoyo just noticed his hands and irked out, getting his towel and wiped his blood-smudged hands.
Tobio sighed and looked at Ran, "Can we go now? I can't fail any subjects this summer."
Ran scowled at him and walked out from the court. He sighed again and went for his tumbler in the side of the court.
"Thank you, Ou-sama."
"Oy! Ran! Your shoes!"
"I HATE YOU!"
In normal days, Tobio might've let Ran drag on with her vents about her boyfriend but not now. He's gonna be late for Math and he can't always take Tadashi to tutor him for that, after he knew what was he to you accidentally. Ran somehow mentioned it, just the surface of it, never intentional to spill it to him, but it's all the same.
And he's trying so so hard not to hold that up on Tadashi, his friend obviously was oblivious of you having a crush on him, he almost thinks that the trio is as dense as they can be.
The whole month after that courting incident was intense for him. He rashly told Ran to give him doubles of what she can give to him, making his academics also a priority, too. And the weekends were with Miwa, learning how to knit, or with his Eita-san and his guitar, or secretly with you, watching your routines.
The latter was his calm through his stormy month, and it will be through the times to come. And the thought of you will always be with him, even during the time when he was really picked for World Youth. The Karasuno team was overjoyed of that feat, and you are, too, when Ran relayed to you the news. I mean, that's World Youth, whoa great feat, you thought.
"Tell him I'm proud of him, Ran. Okay?"
You heard a collective teasing hum at your backs and you smacked Tadashi's thigh that was just behind you. They were teasing more through the month after the hyacinths, their other volleyball kouhais are in it too whenever they have the chance, him in a distance watching with his blueberry eyes. And you wanted to let him know that you loved the rose colored earmuff and a dark blue scarf with your messily knitted name in white. use it whenever you skate, hoping this is not imposition. just want to keep you warm, cant get you fevers now. you have to continue practicing. i believe in you.
"Where's the World Youth now? Still in Poland?" Tadashi asked through the lunch one day after Tobio's camp started. You, fourー well six because Shoyo and Hitoka are here too in Tobio's absenceー were sharing tables to have lunch together.
"Tobio said it's Norway this year, and two weeks. Good thing he doesn't have failed subjects this year." Ran sighed in relief and quirked a brow on you, and winked making Hitoka chuckle in your side. "He did good Y/n."
You unconsciously nod and smiled as you ate and Shoyo snickered, earning your attention. In that swift moment, he immediately put down his phone and went on eating, and Kei noticed that.
"Do that again with me, Hinata."
"You only want to stimulate him, Kei."
"That's the point, Ran." Kei grinned and reached out for your hand across the table. "Exchange seats with her, Tadashi-kun. Can't slip this chance to torture his simpleton head." He murmured low that made you blush, much more when Tadashi snickered and abide to Kei's schemes, transferring your bento on Kei's side.
Your brows knitted when Kei wrapped his arm around your waist as soon as you took your seat, "Just for a picture Y/n. This will turn out good, I promise." He whispered in your ear, breathy and you glanced at Shoyo grinning, taking pictures of you and Kei.
"Don't want him to feel insecure." You mumbled back at him that froze him in his seat, stared at you in awe. The others with you can't make out what you said, but Kei did, he was so close how could he not hear you. Kei cleared his throat and took his hand away from you, leaned away in silent apology.
"Don't send that, Hinata."
"But I already sent it at the GC."
You pursed your lips as they synched movement, pulling out their phones. You wanted to lean on Kei to take a look but it's inappropriate for you after what you've said, but he sensed you wanted to know what's happening and did the unthinkable.
They guffawed amidst the incessant dings went on from their phones, and a soft ding from yours, and it went on. You pulled your phone while your eyes are on them watching you fish out your phone.
☆ VOLLEYBALL IDIOTS - MAIN ☆
OWL | Akinori
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! @Tobio Kageyama
CAT | Mori
That's fast unlike @Tobio Kageyama
DT | Mai
What the hell, Kei! That's foul!
JZJ | Yuuji
@Tobio Kageyama
@Tobio Kageyama
FOX | Tsumu
Invite her to the Okinawa trip next week!
We'll have more fun without Tobio!
CRW | Koushi
@Kei Tsukishima! 😤
CRW | Ryuunosuke
WHAT THE HELL! THE BRO CODE @Kei Tsukishima!
OWL | Yukippe
LMAO! @Tobio Kageyama my condolences
ITC | Motoya
Oh ho ho ho @Tobio Kageyama
SJ | Hajime
Not good Kei but LMAO
@Tooru Oikawa @Tobio Kageyama
CAT | Tetsu
🤦♂️
FOX | Samu
Hey! Stop teasing them!
@Tobio Kageyama
FOX | Rintaro
LOL! @Tobio Kageyama say something! Stop with the seen!
*attaches 6 pictures*
Kei Tsukishima added you in the group chat
Kei Tsukishima changed your nickname to TOBIO'S Y/N
CRW | Tobio
Just woke up and this happens
Tobio Kageyama kicked Kei Tsukishima in the group chat
Shinsuke Kita added Kei Tsukishima in the group chat
Kei Tsukishima kicked Tobio Kageyama in the group chat
Keiji Akaashi added Tobio Kageyama in the group chat
OWL | Keiji
Stop it. You two. Have shame on Y/n-san. SMH.
CRW | Tobio
Good noon there in Japan, Y/n. Hope you're having a nice lunch. 🥰
I'm sorry for the commotion.
You can leave if you don't like it here. I'm sorry.
CAT | Lev
Why are you calm here but so angry in the other GC, Tobio?
CAT | Sou
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
CRW | Tadashi
LEV!
STZ | Eita
LOL! 😆
FOX | Rintaro
I swear I don't know him
TOBIO'S Y/N
It's okay @Tobio. I'll be staying if y'all dont mind. Feel free to kick me anytime. And good morning! Have your stretches and breakfast.
And that was Kei's idea. I'm sorry.
CRW | Ran
First interaction through phone 👀
CRW | Yuu
👀
SJ | Akira
👀
JZJ | Hana
👀
OWL | Kaori
👀
STZ | Taichi
@Morisuke Yaku, tea!
CAT | Mori
🍵
CRW | Tobio
Okay, then stay 🥰 I hope you wont mind them being noisy.
FOX | Aran
Contrasting from GC to GC, I see.
TOBIO'S Y/N
Be yourself guys. Please don't mind me.
Happy to meet you all. 😊
You heard Kei and Tadashi laughed at their phones, typing away but nothing from them came up to the GC. You quickly considered what was said that there's really another GC where Tobio went amok. You smiled and patted Kei's shoulder before continuing your lunch, and Shoyo captured that again, sending it to the GC where Tobio's cursing Kei out and about. The agony of Tobio being halfway across the world is unsurmountable, he wanna strangle Kei like hell.
And you were really invited to the week-long Okinawa summer trip happening that weekend, but you had to decline. First, you're busy with the practice and the national competition you're preparing for is four months away, you have to focus. And second, it's kinda off thinking that Tobio is out of the country and doing everything he can to improve himself and you are just gonna go with his friends and laze out from practice. If he's working hard, you'll have to work hard too.
You shook your head at the thought as you untie your boots and blades and change to your slip-ons, keeping the skating footwear in your reserved locker in Sendai Ice Rink. It's already 7:33pm and you're hungry as hell, should go home directly, but the skies had plans.
"Y/n, someone asked me to give these to you." The friendly guard handed you a bouquet of red carnations, a box of pizza and is this chicken?, and an umbrella. Your eyes widened at the sight of it. You knew who was it from, you don't have to ask. He came home already.
"Where's he?"
As you were running, you're aware that the skies are having lightning shows and distant thunders are audible. It might rain soon. But you held the umbrella on one hand, the foods on your other, bouquet tucked into the plastic, bag with your tumbler, polaroid and towels not so heavy on your back.
missed your voice. missed how you seem to dance in my eyes. missed how your eyes glitter everytime i sneak a glance on you. missed you. so much. sorry for being away without saying a proper bye. wont do it again. hope red carnations can express enough the longing I have to see you.
For the past two weeks, you were left wondering about how you feel about Tobio after Kei said to sort out your feelings and work around it. You were left wondering how will you react if ever he's in front of you, standing, staring back at you even if he's got nothing to say; wondering how will you feel when he spills his heart for you just a little, face to face, again. How would you feel right now. How these months changed your perception of him, how he evolved in your eyes.
You have to see him, right now.
Heavy drops of rain came while you're halfway to the bus stop, huffing, catching your breaths, you opened the umbrella and went on running, wishing for Tobio to still be there. He still has to be there.
And you're thankful that the gods had answered your prayers, because in a distance, you can see Tobio's standing figure under the bus stop's shed, enjoying the rain in his fingertips, luggage just beside him. And he looked captivating. You stopped running and walked slowly as cars from the exit of the parking lot of the ice rink went by. Your eyes are still training on Tobio, basking his pouting side-profile to which you scoffed.
And he may have heard you scoffing through the sound of the rain and thunder because he had turned his head to you in surprise, as cars still pass by in front of you, his blueberry eyes still as deep and inquisitive. You can feel the hairs on the back of your neck rising at the seem-familiar but unknown feeling you can't deny you have been feeling when he's around you like this. This is some sort of a confirmation is it? You smiled at the thought as you watched the cars pass and to him.
He has many instances to which you make his heart skip a beat, and this was his worst one. He can feel that his heart did skip a beat, his throat constricting, eyes maybe watering, breathing heavy and raspy, hands all clammy and sweaty on the handle of his luggage, and wobbly legs. He can feel it to his bone, that he missed you. And you're standing just a few meters away from him, cars passing between the two of you, his umbrella in your hand, the food he ordered and the bouquet on the other. Your hair's all messed up and your breaths ragged, he thought maybe you ran all the way here to catch up to him and it made his heart swell a bit more.
He huffed as he composed himself, Eita, Tooru and Hajime's words kept ringing in his ears: Breathe in and breathe out. Don't scare her away, Tobio. Be clear and straightforward on your intentions, no sugarcoating. But don't give up even if things go wrong, it'll be alright.
Tobio watches you as you glanced up to the cars and back to him, a small smile plastered on your face, to which he feels all giddy. He's too whipped for you.
As soon as the cars were gone, you made your way to Tobio's space and shot a playful quirk on your brows that left him stunned.
"Okaeri, Kageyama."
You saw him steady his breath and huffed, smiling, which surprised you. "Tadaima, Y/n."
You smiled back as you walk past him to the bench of the bus stop. "Let's eat these together." You sat and tap the space beside you and Tobio made his way there and sat, all nervous.
"It's for you. I-I can't eatー"
"C'monー" You placed the pizza and chicken between the two of you, the flowers and your bag atop his luggage. "ーI'm hungry but I can't finish these all."
He squeaked an "Okay." to which you laughed lightly, biting your lip to control the laughter when you saw his face contorted in realization that his voice failed him.
"Don't be so nervous. Won't bite." You winked at him as you got a piece of pizza and offered it to him. "Eat." Pouting, he bowed his head and took the pizza slice you offered.
"Can't believe you went straight here from the airport." You took your own slice and ate, eyeing his luggage. "What time did you arrive?"
Swallowing his bite, he turned to you, "Arrived at Haneda by 3:30pm, then here by 5:45? Bought these at the station."
You offered another slice to him, eyes drifting to the flowers as he took the slice. "You should've went straight home and waited for Monday to see me." Lightning flashed through the skies as you spoke. "You should've went for a proper dinner with your family as you've been away for two weeー"
"I wanna see you immediately after I arrived here in Miyagi, Y/n, before I get to see everyone else."
You felt your heart hammering through the thunder and you can't help but smile. You put your hand down your thighs, with the slice in your hand, quivering breaths eliciting maybe from the soft winds, you wished it was from the winds.
"You know, Kageyamaー" You instinctly rubbed your knees with your free hand, head low as your voice. "You make me feel giddy."
You heard his soft hum at the end of the thunder, "You make me feel giddy, too."
The heavy rain failed to hide the soft tension between you and Kageyama. You stared at the highway where the cars and buses pass by through the growing minute of unspoken silence and soft breathy chuckles, the slice of pizza in your hand ignored for a while.
"I'm sorry Y/n." He said after the chuckles between the both of you curbed. "Am I going too fast? Am I pressuring you in some way?"
You smiled and hummed, shaking your head on his question, still can't manage an eye contact with him knowing it'll take your feelings a little bit higher and deeper.
"Not at all." You cleared your throat to spill the thoughts that have been messing with you through these months. "I should be the one to apologize. I spoke without thinking, might've offended you."
This time, Tobio was the one who shook his head and wide eyed, staring at you still head low and with a soft smile. "Y-you made me realize something, Y/n. That we should know each other more before getting to that stage. We still have our own individual goals to accomplish and I want us both to reach them beforeー"
Anxiousness was building up in his chest and the next words might've been a little louder, disturbing the peaceful sound of the heavy rain and thunder.
"If you really wanna be with me, Y/n. T-that's if you really wanna be with me." But it went breathy through the end, his voice wavering in embarassment and nervousness.
You were too stunned to speak for a few minutes, eating the slice to ease your nerves. And the anticipation for the worst gets the better of Tobio, his thighs were popping and you might've noticed it because you kicked his shoe gently and smiled at him, staring at his blueberry orbs under the light of the bus stop shed.
"I was really anxious of what you might've thought about what I blurted out of shock, of what you might've thought about me. And that, I might wanna pin more memories of you in my corkboard.. Kageyama Tobio."
You averted your eyes as you felt your heart throbbing on your throat, swallowing a large lump as you go. His blueberry eyes held storms, and you fought the feeling of being swallowed because you might like it there, too fast, too soon.
"And I like the thought of us reaching our own goals first, coz I might wanna date a world-class setter someday."
You heard him suck his breath harshfully and choke on the pizza he's eating. You fumbled fast on the side of your bag for your tumbler and handed it to him, to which he took immediately and drank from. You laughed when his choking calmed, wide eyes staring at you, lips opening and closing in attempts to speak out.
"Calm down, will you?" You spoke through your laughs, finishing the slice of pizza and taking a piece of chicken.
"I also wanna date a world-class figure skater someday, too!"
Your laughs went louder, Tobio can't get enough of the image you're showcasing in front of him right now. It's like a small rainbow amidst the brewing storm. He can't thank the people enough who were responsible of pushing him to confess to you. Without them, he might never got a chance to be here, witnessing the spectacle of your laughs that sounded more thunderous than thunder itself, shaking his whole being.
"Can we take a picture?" You asked while taking out your polaroid from the bag, setting the flowers on Tobio's lap who nodded sheepishly.
You took two pictures out from your polaroid and a ton out of your phone and his. Some of those were wacky, some just him eating, or you eating, or both of you eating. One with you holding the bouquet, one of him laughing because you told a joke before you hit the shutter and one of him trying his best to pry your fingers from your phone to which it resulted to a picture with your faces squished together for the whole frame,his face all scrunched up and you laughing.
"I'm saving this last one. This is exclusive." You took notice of his pouting face to which you laughed again. "I'm uploading one pic and I'll be tagging you cutie, is that okay?"
He nodded, pouting while eating his piece of chicken. "Just be ready to be bombarded with comments." He offered you a chicken piece. "Continue eating, the bus will come by in a few minutes."
You took a bite on the chicken he's holding out next to your mouth while your attention and hands are still on your phone and posting the picture. Welcome back, future world-class setter. Then you tucked your phone back in your bag and took the chicken from him and ate.
You continued casual talks with Tobio as you both ate and wait for the bus. Getting to know him from his perspective was actually better than how Ran and the others view of him. From his family, to how he started volleyball, up to how he begged for Ran to drag him to where he is right now, the star-setter of Miyagi next to that Oikawa Tooru that he had mentioned.
He was raw, and part of you wanted to be a part of that rawness.
And Tobio could feel the crows in his stomach whenever he asks you questions and you answer either with a giggle or a smile. He swears he tries to pay attention to your answers, and he did, but with the auditory memory of it being mixed with your giggles and smiles. He wanted to embed them all in his mind.
"Thank you, Y/n. For giving me a chance." Tobio blurted out as he takes the umbrella from your hand, kissing that hand tenderly and respectfully as the bus finally comes into view. He rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb, creating gentle circular strokes as to which you both stared at as the bus came to a halt.
You squeezed his hand and tugged lightly to make him follow you into the bus, glad your stop and his are just on one way, but that just means you have barely 15 minutes until you both will be dragged back to your priorities, your goals.
The bus was half empty when you both piled in. You sat by the window, hand still intertwined with his as he sat beside you. You both felt the drain from your athletic bodies as you leaned on his shoulder and his head on yours, the gentle hum of the running bus along the rain, the hushed murmurs of the passengers and Tobio's breaths giving you peace.
"Thank you for having the courage to ask me out, Kageyama. Now, I'm assuring you that I won't entertain anyone but you. I wanna make this work, because I'm starting to like you." You mumbled through your breaths, confident enough that he heard every single word you said, and he did because he chuckled and his next words will leave you fumbling and giddy all over again.
"Then stop calling me Kageyama, Y/n. You have to get used on Tobio or anything other than my last name because you'll be bearing that in the future, too."
You sucked your breath and froze, and he did too, maybe surprised at what he had said, both of you resembling deers in the headlights. You swallowed hard as you felt your face burn, entangling your hand that he held just to cover your face and leaned back on the seat, with a sound between a groan and a whimper.
"IーI'm sorry. Got ahead of myself. I'm sorry Y/n."
You peeked at him and he had his eyes shut close and he was mumbling incoherent phrases you can't understand, maybe cursing himself for what he had just said.
"I'm really curious as to why Shoyo said you're not good with your words, Tobio." You brushed the back of your hand with his to get his attention. "Don't worry." You cooed at him, smiling when he caught your gaze. "If things go well, we'll get there. Let's do task focus first, hm?"
"Can you promise that it'll be me when you reach the top, Y/n?" His voice was low as his head hung, laced with shame, pursing his lips, like he don't wanna utter those words. "I'm really pushing my luck, am I?"
"I can't promise.." You trailed and smiled at him, "But can I try my best and show you?"
His eyes were wide-eyed, and you grinned at the sight of it. Who else won't be surprised? Just four-five months ago, it was Tadashi, but now.. you have started falling for this man in front of you, and hard. The bus stop has witnessed the evolution of your feelings, and it's all thanks to Kei, and to anyone that brought Tobio to you.
The feeling isn't like with Tadashi, it's calm even when the surrounding elements were on rageーthe eye of the storm, a serene feeling. And you can't deny that you have the feeling that with Tobio, it's where you belong, all along. So you wanna do everything to make this right.
Now the challenge to the top is before you.
"I'll wait for you, even if it takes forever Y/n."
You smirked. "Why? Are you already on top, huh? You just represented Japan to the world, that doesn't mean you're at the top already."
"HEY!" His voice went louder, clearly offended and you just giggled at his scrunched up face that faltered at the sight of your laughing eyes. The passengers of the bus glanced up at both of you, embarassment momentarily creeped up your skins. Tobio immediately composed himself and huffed, turning away his face from you, chin up.
"The coach of Italy's Ali Roma was there in the World Camp and he said he'll recruit me and wait for me to take the offer. Poland's ZAKSA too." It was his turn to smirk at you, who has your jaw already dropped at what you just heard.
"Shut.. up.." You're still in the trance of shock. Italy and Poland are world-renowned in the world of volleyball, along with Argentina and Brazil, and Tobio was just invited to two of those countries. "Oh my God, Tobio."
He huffed and took your hand, "I planned to inform you after your national championships in November to reduce the pressure butー" His smile was soft now, blueberry irises staring at you. "I want you to be included in every decision I will make, even if it's still not appropriate in the state of our relationship now."
"I don't know what to feel. You're pressuring me but you're too sweet." Your voice was breathy as you leaned back to your seat, hand clasped hard at his. "But I won't give in on the pressure. Task focus."
He kissed your hand again and gave it a squeeze, somehow sending you your needed support. "You can do it, I know you can. I'll be right here, your number 1 supporter."
And you held onto what he said, onto all of his words as you pin your pictures with him in your corkboard along with the pictures of the bouquets he has given you.
Tobio was slumped on the hardwood floor of Fukurodani's volleyball court, eyes glued on his smartphone, with the rest of the teams on practice games on the courts. He came excusedーactually beggedーfor the games that late November afternoon as he watched you in his phone live from Niigata, on a national championship participated by the whole country. He asked to be with you in your competition but you vehemently declined, reminding him of both your goals.
He doesn't know much how the competition works but he knows your basic moves and some of the names of those twirls and loops. What he was waiting for was if you could do that quad-axle you've been practicing for the last 4 months. Well, he doesn't mind if you could do it or not, you're still the best for him without that move but you specifically told him it was important because that move equivalents to a large point. He whined first, reminding when you almost got yourself injured, but he somehow put his faith on you that you can do it, in a condition that you won't be injured, ever.
He saw you gliding into the rink, and his nerves all went perked up. He breathed out, puffing his cheeks to which Ran saw from the bench and took a picture of him, sending it to the GC, where the others were also watching online after Tobio told them you're competing. Atsumu even teased you that you should've invited them, the college ones, to watch live in Niigata, Tetsurou placing bets on that quad-axle and Eita whining why didn't you use any of his songs for your performance, or even in your free skate one.
And you were thankful for them, as you started gliding with the fast-paced music through the ice, wishing all your routines will go well, and reminding yourself that this will be a one step closer to Tobio.
And Tobio prayed to the gods as he watched, practically wishing for everything to go well with you not falling and uninjured, and maybe a bonus: winning. And he did shouted victorious when that anticipated quad-axle was perfectly executed along the end of your performance, pulling the whole gym's attention to him, initially getting a heavy hand on his shoulders from Ran from the scare but he didn't care. Your hardwork for that stunt was paid off as later that early evening, you were announced as the national champion of the event.
In his high spirits, he played the last set of the practice game for the day, and of the training camp, and Karasuno dumped Inarizaki by 16:25.
And that Wednesday after the extended holiday, your win was celebrated by the whole school, not curious at all as to how they knew because Tobio posted your polaroid photo with him that night after winning, took a photo with the future world-class figure skater before anyone else does. And it melted your heart, now a bit more as you saw him waiting for you with the whole volleyball team in the hallway to your classroom, a bouquet of red dahlias in hand.
told you you can do it. congratulations on your first hurdle, on to the next one. will be with you every step of the way with full faith and confidence. you can overcome everything, i believe in you.
And the week after that, you received a text from the Figure Skating National Team, inviting you to join them as soon as you graduate high school. To your excitement, you bolted to Tobio's room, ignoring the calls of your english teacher as you storm through the halls, bounding and phone in hand.
Tobio was wide eyed when he saw you, immediately approaching you with concern, running his fingers to fix your hair and before he could blabber his concerns, you shove your phone into his face, making him more wide eyed and he hugged you maybe too tight you felt your bones nearly crush beneath his arms, teases from his classmates and maybe from those peeking to the hallway for the commotion were evident.
"Y/n! So proud of you! The National Team! It's the National Team!"
You smirked with pride seething through your skin as you pulled away, "Got there first. Hurry up, slow poke."
"Are you challenging me?"
"Kageyama, we're still in the middle of the class."
"C'mon, miss. It's rare to see Kageyama-kun like that!"
"Excuse me, Kimoto-kun?"
"Yep!" You snickered at him and bowed to his chemistry teacher. "We'll talk later." And you swiftly stood on your toes to place a kiss on his cheeks, much to his bewilderment, made his face burn like hell, and you were oblivious as you hop back to your classroom typing a reply to the National Team.
Tobio seethed through his teeth, in annoyance to the challenge and flusteredness and giddiness for your actions. He can't wait to be your boyfriend so he can kiss you properly. So he took the challenge a little more seriously.
You're rubbing your palms together as your team are voicing their words of encouragement for you, your eyes on him. He's just as nervous as you, with a few of the Olympic team on his back with their own words of encouragement.
Tobio mouthed a "Hug?" through the noise around both of you and you obliged, making a beeline to him and crushed yourself into his open arms. You immediately felt calm with his arms wrapped around you and you chuckled at your own realization as he kissed your head.
"Hey! Tobio! Her hair! Don't mess with it!"
"Ran. Let them. She's nervous."
"But plushie!"
You peeked at Ran and her husband with their twins and 3-month-old baby, but Tobio covered your eyes, "Don't peek on them. You'll get ideas too far off from our plans, and I might like it." You laughed because he read you too well, washing your nervousness and tension.
"I must winー"
He shook his head and kissed your forehead, brushing his fingers on either of your cheeks as you both heard your name getting called out to get ready.
"Go bring them your thunderstorm, and take your last step towards me. I'll be waiting."
Tobio never cared of you winning. Him knowing you're doing your best to make a name for the world to revel is enough for him, and he'll not dare say that in front of you, for he values the challenge you both made for yourselves four years ago in that bus home.
He saw you taking grand wins and heartbreak losses throughout these years and he's proud of you with all that he is, that you didn't gave up, determined to reach that goal. It makes him feel giddy, heart swelling more and more, thinking that he is one of your motivation, because he's waiting for you to reach the top where he already is.
You're already at the center of the Grand Prix Final event, gliding through the ice, after 3 qualifiers to which you aced and were seeded from the world championship last 9 months in Pyongyang, Korea and Milan, Italy. This is the perfect time to have grand slams within a year, and you'll be satisfied as your name would surely be resounded through the world like thunder.
While performing the song you picked and dedicated for Tobio, you can't help but to shed brushes of tears, remembering everything that has got you to this stage, what you did to get to him, all the pictures from your corkboard through the 4 years playing on your mind like a powerpoint. And Tobio stood there in awe as he watched you perfecting everything you have practiced for this day, cheers from his noisy olympic teammatesーwell, it's mainly Atsumu and Koraiーbehind him. And he can't help but sniff and wipe his tears rolling to his cheeks, making Ran's twins laugh at him.
And if you get the chance to glance up at him during the length of the performance, you smile and wink at him through your tears, the event umpires taking notice of that little action, soon taking notice of the Japan's Men's Volleyball National Team in the ISU Grand Prix Finals, too. And taking notice of the blueberry eyed man on which the focus was on you alone, ignoring the teases from his friends.
That moment will trend more than your 3 grand slam wins that year, as you finally kissed Tobio on his lips to which he pulled you more in for a deeper, much awaited kiss of four years, saying yes to being his girlfriend.
"Huh? I thought you're already in a relationship?" Korai blabbered as he inspected your trophy, Ran's 3-year old curious little girl on his lap inspecting the trophy too.
"He even bought a ring not long ago, Y/n."
Your eyes widen on a red-faced Tobio who was now battering Shoyo, with Toshi in between. You groaned as you covered your face of which you felt reddening too, and you feel your entire being getting giddy deep to your bones as your team went teasing as soon as they heard of it.
God, Tobio really knows how to fluster you even after all these years. You're convinced that he's the lightning of his own storm, and you're glad you were strucked with that lightning, meeting his expected effect, a thunder so loud it'd be heard across the world.
And you love him, and this time if he'll ask you that progressingly bold question, you know you'll not double take on saying yes this time.
Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Kuroo Tetsurou | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Oikawa Tooru
Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.
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Sakusa Drabble
Gnreader // Fluff // Just kisses from Sakusa
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"You're beautiful Kiyoomi," you mumble, pressing a kiss to his lips. A hand in his hair.
"Mhm," Sakusa manages, hand holding you close to him, finger tracing a line over your back. Your light kisses don't stop.
You return Sakusa's passionate kisses with a kiss to his mole, and another, every one of them, you hope to know them all, you hope you never stop knowing.
You wish to pick up on every stretch mark and strand of hair. You worship Sakusa's body, the curve of his hips, and the tone of his muscles.
"Fuck I love you," you whisper as Sakusa tilts your chin up and leaning down, presses a kiss to your lips.
"Come here," Sakusa lulls, you follow, shifting up, running your hips over Sakusa's for a moment. Sakusa's smile is lazy and dripped in love, he kisses your neck, holding your face.
"You've got the nicest smile," Sakusa finally muses. You stutter.
"How could I just fall more in love with you," you murmur, kissing back, loving and touching, body to body, mouth to mouth, heart to heart.
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please give me your iwaoi fanfic recs 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
Help I'm so dead. I just freaking deleted my iwaoi recs list and now I have to make it again 🥲🥲🥲 freaking Tumblr. You guys better eat this up cause im remaking this all over again. Okay anyways, ver 2: my iwaoi fanfic recs list:
(Not in any particular order, most have smut, all can be found on ao3)
1.) Coffee king- oiivkawa- the starting point for my love of cafe au's, best coffee au fanfic ever period, so so so fluffy, oikawa is the cutest cafe server and he falls HARD for the cafe's new kind-of-regular, Iwaizumi
https://archiveofourown.org/works/10721739/chapters/23756658
2.) Wedding ring- crazychipmunk- angst, heart-rending, surprisingly made me cry, happy ending tho, super good angsty iwaoi fanfic, I promise its not ALL angst tho😭, it's super fluffy too
https://archiveofourown.org/works/25393174/chapters/61577038
3.) The courtship ritual of the Hercules beetle- kittebasu- bugs? Oikawa is still a nerd its just for bugs now, I'm just gonna copy and paste the summary cause I love it and it sums it up perfectly: "Tooru is pretty sure he could manage the mating habits of a mosquito. It’s the mating habits of people he can’t seem to get right." I love fics like this that preserve the characteristics of the characters even though it has nothing to do with volleyball
https://archiveofourown.org/works/6422014/chapters/14701168
4.) That's your husband?!- a_very_smolfrog- just😌🤌, iwaoi being simps, oikawa is a physics professor and iwa is a volleyball coach au, makki is iconic as always, iwaoi being the iconic: childhood friends to lovers and we adore eachother but we will definitely expose eachother if need be trope, I'm so sad this is so short (2000 words), it should've been longer😔, I adore them all
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29412615
5.) Conquering the great king- suggestivescribe- this fic is actually so iconic, just perfection at its max tbh, just iwaoi being iwaoi but make it smutty and make it at the office, iwa is an editor and tbh I don't remember or know what kawa is, it's some office job, not kuroo being a slay as always, honestly has to be one of the best iwaoi fanfics of all time
https://archiveofourown.org/works/3301085?view_full_work=true
6.) Until the sky opens up- iwaoidk- the summary lowkey did them dirty, not really tho cause I still read it😋🙄 but this was way better than I thought it was going to be, like iwaoi accidentally gets kissed by every member in his team, I'm still convinced that they did all that to make oikawa GET A MOVE ON, oikawa confesses and he's a little dense but so is iwa so whatever, they're perfect for eachother like that😻
https://archiveofourown.org/works/5008225
7.) Looks like it- ivyfics- iwaoi have been dating for a while now, they just didn't know it, iwa is very competitive in his knowledge on tooru, cute and short, recommend if you want something to speed read for some lighthearted fluff
https://archiveofourown.org/works/11729118
8.) Six month lover- afuzzyowl- I'm gonna be completely honest, I haven't finished this fic yet BUT I PROMISE ITS NOT CAUSE IT WAS BORING, IT WAS SO GOOD, I just never got to finishing it cause I was busy but thinking about this fic makes me actually want to finish it, oikawa makes iwaizumi a PowerPoint presentation on why they should date, oikawa is absolutely utterly in love with iwaizumi (same, like who isn't?), oikawa is trying to convince his best friend to fall for him, I adored this and now I need to go finish it, edit: HELP IM BASICALLY FINISHED AND ITS SO GOOD BEHESKJSA ITS SO SO SO GOOD I CANNOT EVEN FIND THR WORDS
https://archiveofourown.org/works/14100501/chapters/32488506
9.) Kilometer zero- internetpistol (orphan_account)- a classic iwaoi fic, childhood friends to lovers, slowburn, it's just them in a class well done iwaoi fic, there's nothing else to say, it was really good, "just gay yearning"- the author's ao3 tag
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28732224/chapters/70448769
10.) The Pda jar- orphan_account- iwaoi is obliviously in love, everyone knows it but them and they're all tired of their pda so they make a pda jar, it's really the only way to make them see their idiocy😌, this is why I love aoba johsai folks, live love laugh seijoh, highkey hilarious
https://archiveofourown.org/works/4230951
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Field Trip
Ukai Keishin x reader
1,154 words
cw: alcohol
You aren’t sure who approved of this idea. Your wonderful fiancé, Keishin Ukai, had had a dream that he took his volleyball team on a field trip to camp in the nearby mountains and they had gone on to win nationals, so he did everything in his power to make this field trip happen. You’d shot down the idea of tents, instead finding a cabin to rent from a summer camp that wasn’t currently operating. The school somehow agreed to fund this, no doubt because of Takeda’s persistent begging.
This is how you found yourself, Ukai, and Takeda packing away luggage into the back of a bus while Karasuno’s entire men’s volleyball team piled inside. You love the team and you love the side of Ukai that they bring out, but this was not the way you wanted to spend your weekend. They’re lovely boys, and insanely talented on the court, so you suppose that this could’ve gone worse. However, after an hour and a half of driving, you begin to doubt that fact.
Somehow, a group of the boys had convinced themselves that there would be bears on the route that you were taking, and that there were imminent bears around every corner. You were sitting up front with Keishin, so you weren’t witnessing the unfolding chaos, but you heard “BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS!” from voices that belonged to Nishinoya, Hinata, and Tanaka, and “Shut the fuck up there are no bears on the highway” from a voice that sounded like Tsukishima’s.
“No swearing in earshot of your coach!” Keishin yells to the back of the bus from the driver’s seat, effectively diffusing the conversation into several different, significantly quieter ones.
“You know that I love you, right?” You turn to Ukai.
“It’d be awkward if you agreed to marry me and you didn’t.” He confirms.
“What the actual fuck made you think that this wouldn’t go chaotically?”
“Hey! They swore!” You hear from one of the kids behind you.
“If I ask you to marry me you’re allowed to swear!” Ukai shouts back.
“Good comeback.” You chuckle.
“Shut up. You’re the dumbass that agreed to a life with me.” He says, a smile creeping across his lips.
“Yeah, yeah. Don’t make me regret it.” You smile.
At the cabin, you and Takeda begin building a fire for smores while Ukai wrangles the team.
“You make him really happy, you know.” Takeda says, piling more wood into the fire pit.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. He’s more gentle with the team since he proposed.”
You snort, finding this funny. “This is gentle?”
“More gentle. And he’s more driven.”
“That’s my Kei. Stubborn as a bull and endlessly driven. Did you know he asked me to marry him on our first date?”
“He what?”
“Yeah. It was a picnic, we had already been out there for hours, just talking about everything under the sun. It was stupid, but we had met for lunch and as the sun was starting to go down, I told him how it felt like I could talk to him forever and still enjoy every word. He asked me to talk to him forever then. I got confused, so I asked what he meant. He told me to marry him. I must’ve looked at him for a second too long because he burst out laughing and told me he was joking around. I don’t know if he remembers it, but I know that was when I decided I’d say yes if he ever asked again. And I did. He’s purpose driven in everything. No surprise that he wanted to give this a try.”
Takeda sits in one of the many lawn chairs surrounding your now large pile of wood. You ignite the starter pieces and sit beside him as the flames slowly swallow the rest of your gatherings.
“I’m glad it’s you.” Takeda says.
“What do you mean?”
“You can handle him. It’s abundantly clear that he feels safe, comfortable, and confident with you by his side. You’re so good for him.”
You smile letting the warmth from the fire wash across your face. “Thank you.”
After the boys had had their smores and were dutifully in bed, though doubtfully asleep, you, Ukai, and Takeda sat by the fire sipping beers that Ukai had stashed in his suitcase.
“I thought that that was too big for one weekend.” You say, leaning your head against his chest. The two of you were under a blanket in one of the wooden deck chairs with you across Keishin’s lap, legs swung over the arm of the chair. He has his arms wrapped around you, one hand rubbing your back absentmindedly while the other held his beer.
There’s a crash from inside, accompanied by what sounds like shouts mixed with laughter. “On it.” Takeda says, standing up from his spot and heading into the cabin.
“Thank you.” Keishin says to Takeda, then repeats more softly to you.
“For what?”
“For being here. For supporting me. For being mine. For being you.”
“Thank you.
“For what?”
“For letting me.”
He smiles and kisses your head, switching his beer to his other hand so he can tilt your chin up, proceeding to kiss your forehead, nose, and then lips. Admittedly, the two of you get a little more carried away in your kiss than you should’ve when you’re just outside a cabin filled with teenage boys, as evidenced by the childish giggling followed by Takeda’s voice ushering the guilty parties back to their bunks.
“I guess it’s time for bed?” You offer.
“Not yet. Stay with me a little longer.” Keishin replies, kissing you sweetly again. When he pulls back you lean your head back against his chest. When the fire has gone out and you started to shiver, one of the third years on the team had brought you a blanket. When they went inside and you were still chilly, your fiancé beckoned you to sit in his lap instead. His warmth felt so comfy that you’d hardly noticed Ukai telling Takeda where to find his beer stash, and you hardly noticed Takeda leave. Now, the warmth and comfort that your lover brings is lending itself to how sleepy you are. It doesn’t help that Ukai has resumed rubbing your back. It isn’t long until you’re peacefully starting to doze off against his chest while he looks up at the clear sky and stars overhead. As he starts speaking, the rumble of his voice is just enough to stir you awake to hear what he has to say.
“I do remember. I meant it then too, on our first date. I knew it was you. I knew it would always be you. There’s never been any question. I love you now, I loved you then, and I’ll continue to love you until my very last breath. You’re everything I could ever dream of. You’re everything I need.”
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HELLO, NEIGHBOR
pairings. hitoka yachi x m!reader
contents. it is implied that the reader is taller than yachi / neighbors to friends / implied that reader thinks that yachi is beautiful.
summary. your parents moved into a big apartment complex in miyagi. a new place means a new school, and a new school means a new, hectic environment. what happens when the new guy at school meets his anxious, blonde neighbor?
authors note. i got this idea from a roleplay i did with my friend not too long ago. i feel like i don’t see much yachi appreciation, so here we go. reminder than my ask box is open!
THE uniforms were comfortable. That was a silver lining. A black blazer with a white t-shirt underneath — not a sophisticated choice, but you were not going to attend a sophisticated school.
When your mother told you that you both were moving to Miyagi, you weren’t necessarily excited for the sudden change. Miyagi wasn’t a big city. The most interesting sight of the small, Japanese town was the fields and mountains that surrounded the urban area. The day you moved into your apartment, you stared out of the passenger’s window of your parent’s car at the passing fields ; cows munching on grass, farms working to harvest their crops before autumn.
Two days later, here you were ; staring at your reflection in the bathroom mirror as you buttoned the blazer of your new uniform. You walked out of the restroom, grabbed your school bag, and wished both of your parents a good day before walking into the hallway.
You stepped in front of the elevator, pushing the button a few times to hear no response from the mechanic. “Uhm…” you heard a timid, feminine voice behind you. “…excuse me, mister. That elevator has been broken for awhile now.”
You turned your head. A small blonde girl with a girl’s school uniform stood behind you with a nervous smile. She looked doubtful to say anything else — her hands fidgeting by her sides, her eyes shooting everywhere but your face.
“Oh, it has?” You tried not to sound disappointed that you had to go down a couple of flights of stairs, “they should’ve really put a sign on this. I would’ve stood here like an idiot for a bit longer if you hadn’t said anything.”
“Oh, no! You’re not an idiot!” She sounded so adamant to console you and reassure you that she meant no harm by her correction. “I uhm … I made that mistake lots of times, an I still do, haha! It’s totally fine. By the way…” she examined your uniform, “are you attending Karasuno? You’re wearing the boy’s uniform.”
You gave her a smile, “yeah, Karasuno. It’s my first day, actually. My name is l/n y/n ; I just moved here with my parents.”
The blonde perked her head up. “I go to Karasuno too! I’m Yachi Hitoka, I live on the third floor with my mom.”
You heard her name and you replayed it in your head many times to make sure you were saying it correctly. ‘Yachi Hitoka’. Then you remembered the door next to your family’s with the name tag ‘Yachi’ on the front of it. How funny — this girl was your neighbor. Did she know that?
“You’re my neighbor,” you informed, “we live right next door to each other.”
Yachi shook her head, almost like she knew that she sounded stupid by not pointing out the obvious before you did. “Right..” she knocked on the top of her head lightly with her wrist regretfully, “..my mom spoke with your parents yesterday. She told me to introduce myself to you and hopefully make more friends besides the ‘volleyball people’ I’m always around. I saw you leave right when I was heading out, so I was intending on stopping you — sorry if that sounds weird.”
Yachi was like a light switch. A few words could turn her from enthusiastic to awkward. To you, it was honestly infatuating — she had a lot of character. “Then I guess you can get to know me as you show me the way to the school,” you chortle, “I have no idea where I’m going. That’s my biggest secret for you at the moment.”
Yachi nodded her head, “okay, I’ll show you the way.” She started to walk down the flights of stairs, to which you followed her down until you both reached the bottom floor. “Want to hear the biggest secret that I have for you?” She asked.
You listen intently to her words as she turned around to face you right after you both stepped outside of the apartment.
“I think we’re going to be great friends and great neighbors.”
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These Nights in Rome
Can also be read on AO3!
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Pairing: Kagehina (Kageyama/Hinata)
Characters: Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, the briefest of cameos from Shoyo’s captain and teammate
Word Count: 12,645
Summary: The FIVB Men's Volleyball Club Championships turn into a chance for Shoyo and Kageyama to enjoy each other after months of long distance. But as he relishes sharing the life Kageyama's built in Rome, Shoyo can't help wondering about the life they could have built together.
A/N: Thank you to Gyro for beta-reading on such short notice, and happy belated 2nd anniversary to 402! Further author’s notes can be read on AO3.
Rome was a beautiful city. It felt a little buttoned-up to Shoyo, compared to the energy and crowded streets of Sao Paulo, but it was undeniably beautiful. Even though this wasn’t his first time there, it was still awe-inspiring, seeing such iconic monuments and symbols pass by his window on the way from the airport, especially with the Christmas decorations adorning the city around them. The snippets of Italian that he heard as the team headed into the hotel and checked in were lyrical, with a rhythm that sounded familiar to his ears.
His eyes itched from exhaustion on the elevator ride to the team’s floor, but while Davi flopped onto one of the beds as soon as they stepped into their room, Shoyo felt a buzz through his whole body that he knew would keep him from sleeping.
“Hey, Davi,” he said as he slid off his shoes, “don’t sleep yet! At least take a shower.”
There was a grunt from his roommate, then a muffled, “Can’t get up.”
“C’mon man, you’ve got your gross airplane clothes all over your bed!”
“Lemme be unconscious for 24 hours. Then I’ll think about it.”
“Alright, lazy.” Shoyo plucked his toiletries from his suitcase and crossed over to the bathroom, patting Davi’s leg where it dangled off the mattress. “I’ll take first shower, then!”
This time, a grunt was all the response he got. And when he stepped out of the bathroom freshly-showered and feeling more human, he found Davi still sprawled across his bed, this time with soft snores escaping where his face was smushed against the covers. Shoyo pressed his lips together against the laugh threatening to bubble up — he didn’t want to wake his teammate up and endure any questions and inevitable teasing about where he was going. It wasn’t that Shoyo was embarrassed, far from it. But the buzzing through his body had only grown in the shower, and he felt like he might crawl out of his skin if he didn’t leave as quickly as possible.
With the gentlest touch he could manage, he shrugged on his jacket, slid on his mask, and tucked his wallet into his pocket, before slipping out of the room and guiding the door closed.
“Shoyo!” his captain, Jose, called from down the hall, just as the door clicked shut. He didn’t seem to notice the way Shoyo’s shoulders jumped at the sudden shout. “Where’s Davi?”
“Napping!”
“Oh, Christ. Well, we found a cool tour of Rome that starts in an hour, wanna come?”
“Ah…sorry, I have plans!”
A chorus of confusion rose from inside Jose’s room, where Shoyo guessed some of the team had gathered to plan out their free time in the city. But understanding fell over the captain’s face, and he sent Shoyo off with a nod and a knowing smile before ducking back into the room.
There was a spring in Shoyo’s step as he rode the elevator and stepped outside. Giddiness bubbled up in him with every step he took to the bus stop, then with every stop the bus passed. By the time he got off the bus and started trying to navigate his way through the narrow streets, he felt like he could fly through the city.
As soon as he entered the nearest park, his eyes began scanning around for a particular fountain, then for a particular face. It was a smaller park, intended more for residents than tourists, but it was still a little tricky to navigate, and for a moment, he worried that his search would come up empty-handed.
Then his eyes found a dark blue gaze just as it landed on him, and his doubts evaporated in an instant.
Even after all their reunions, all their visits to each other around the world, Shoyo couldn’t help thinking about how different everything was compared to their reunion before Shoyo’s first game with the Black Jackals. Just four years ago, Shoyo felt wrong-footed in front of Kageyama, his lingering feelings rocketing back to the surface and building through the game until they broke and lunged for each other at the end of the night.
This time, he was reuniting with Kageyama not as awkward exes-but-not-really, but as fiancés, as two men whose love for each other was only surpassed by their love for their careers. This time, he knew for a fact that Kageyama had missed him as much as he’d missed Kageyama. This time, he had a text he’d gotten from Kageyama when he told him the team had landed in Rome.
Ok see you soon
Kissing’s ok here btw. Just so you know
Say no more.
Shoyo’s steps toward Kageyama picked up speed as he took off his mask and shoved it into his pocket. He could see those blue eyes widen with understanding as those broad shoulders fell in resignation, and he felt a smile split across his face when he watched those strong legs get braced as though they awaited a powerful serve.
Shoyo jumped, and Kageyama caught him with a soft grunt, arms scrambling for a moment to get secure around his legs. “I swear you’re gonna kill me one day, dumbass.”
Hearing that nickname was so, so much better in person, when he could hear it clearly instead of through the fuzziness of a bad signal. Shoyo could’ve cried from the sound of Kageyama’s voice clear in his ear, from the sight of those blue eyes blinking up at him, from the feeling of those strong arms holding him up and that solid body pressed against his.
But he didn’t cry. He just laughed, “Shut up and kiss me, jerk,” and tugged Kageyama’s mask under his chin, revealing a small, fond grin.
The sight of that grin, where he’d been expecting to see lips pressed thin against a smile, made Shoyo freeze and stare. It was incredible, how much love and happiness and adoration could be stored in such a small expression, and how instinctively Shoyo recognized all of it. He could also recognize the knowing glint in Kageyama’s eye just as he craned his head up and pressed their lips together.
A soft sound of surprise still escaped Shoyo, before he melted into the kiss, lips opening easily and hands moving from Kageyama’s shoulders to cup his cheeks. He could feel his fiancé’s hesitancy to kiss so publicly, knew he still wasn’t quite as used to Italy’s overt PDA as Shoyo was to Brazil’s, but he refused to back down. A shiver ran through Shoyo when he felt a hand stroke up the back of his thigh to hold his ass, and he pressed even closer, kissing greedily, completely blind to the world outside of Kageyama’s arms.
He didn’t know how long they kissed, and he didn’t care. He could’ve kissed Kageyama in that little Roman park forever.
As it was, Kageyama’s arms eventually started to weaken under Shoyo, giving him no choice but to let him back to the ground. Shoyo still stayed close, settling for draping his arms back around Kageyama’s shoulders and leaning up to press their cheeks together. Kageyama bent down to make it easier for him and to murmur into his ear, “D’you have practice?”
“Not till tomorrow.”
“Anything you want to do today?”
“You.”
Shoyo could hear a soft huff of a laugh, a delicious shudder sliding down his spine at the feeling of it brushing his ear. “Pervert.”
“A pervert who missed you,” he whispered back.
Kageyama’s arms tightened around his waist before he finally pulled away and tugged his mask back into place. “C’mon, then. My scooter’s just outside the park.”
“Sure you won’t get us lost?”
“Fuck off, that happened once!”
“Sure it did.”
“When Luca first gave it to me!”
“Uh-huh.”
Blue eyes narrowed at him, and Shoyo could easily imagine the frown hidden under the mask. “Like you never got lost in Sao Paulo.”
“Not that you know of.”
“You try getting to my place by yourself, then.”
Kageyama stomped off in a huff, but he was still slow enough that Shoyo could catch up in a few steps, giggling as he tangled their fingers together. “Geez, sick of me already?”
He received silence as a response. Silence, and the feeling of Kageyama tucking their held hands into his pocket. “Make sure you hold on tight,” he eventually muttered when they reached the edges of the park, “or your tiny ass will get flung off.”
“Oh, come on!” Shoyo laughed. “You can either complain about me being heavy or call me tiny, you can’t do both, asshole!”
“Watch me,” was all Kageyama said, with a sidelong glance. If Shoyo didn’t know that face better than his own, he might have missed the slight crinkle to the corner of those eyes.
For all of Kageyama’s grumbling, he still opted for fitting his spare helmet on Shoyo’s head himself, instead of just handing it over. The look of his furrowed brows as he focused on closing the buckle and adjusting the chin straps made love flood Shoyo’s chest so suddenly, he almost couldn’t breathe, and before Kageyama could fully stand straight, he caught his collar and brushed a quick kiss to the very top of his cheek. “Thanks, Tobi,” he hummed, smiling up at the flush that was just visible over the edges of his mask. Kageyama didn’t say anything, just tucked away his mask (revealing fully-pink cheeks) before fitting his own helmet on.
Shoyo would never admit it out loud, but the tiniest bit of nervousness coiled in his stomach as he got on the scooter behind Kageyama and wrapped his arms right around his waist. He had spent his entire life perfectly satisfied with his regular old bikes, and he still couldn’t believe Kageyama had accepted the second-hand scooter, even if it was a gift from his captain. Frankly, he didn’t think his fiancé should have been allowed near any sort of motorized vehicle.
With the first rev of the engine, Shoyo’s fingers wrapped tight in Kageyama’s jacket, and as soon as the scooter started moving, an ugly squawk escaped him. “Calm down!” Kageyama called back over the wind buffeting them.
“I’m trying!” Shoyo shrieked, before clenching his jaw so tight, it ached.
Luckily for them both, Shoyo was nothing if not adaptive, and after the first few nerve-wracking turns, he was able to relax enough to fully take in the city around him. The landmarks were beautiful, of course they were, but Shoyo’s eyes were drawn just as much by the children in the plazas trying to play football in their thick coats, the old men gathered on and around benches, the old women walking along with a grocery cart in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. Rome was one of the most popular, most historical, most visited cities in the world, but there were still pockets of daily life, pockets that became entire blocks and streets the closer they got to Kageyama’s apartment.
Shoyo wasn’t sure how long the ride had been — he’d been too focused on taking in as much of the city as possible — but when they arrived at Kageyama’s apartment and he tried to get off the parked scooter, his legs nearly shook out from under him. Kageyama’s hands immediately catching him were the only reason he didn’t wipe out. “The hell?” he gasped, gripping tight to Kageyama’s arms.
“Your legs aren’t used to holding tight to something that’s motorized,” Kageyama explained, his face neutral except for the little crinkles appearing around his glinting eyes. “That happens on anyone’s first ride.”
“Including yours?”
“No, I was perfectly fine.”
“You’re such a bad liar, Tobi,” Shoyo laughed, giving him a gentle shove as soon as his legs were steady, and finally earning a tiny, smug grin.
They were alone as they stored away the helmets and made their way to the apartment building, but as Kageyama dug out his keys and unlocked the front door, an elderly woman appeared behind Shoyo. He automatically stepped aside for her to go through the open door while Kageyama held it open. But instead of moving past, the woman stared quizzically at Shoyo, then said something in Italian to Kageyama.
And Kageyama, to Shoyo’s surprise and delight, turned pink as he stammered out an answer. Whatever he said made the woman’s eyes widen and drew a bright smile across her face, and she suddenly turned and cupped Shoyo’s cheeks in her soft, wrinkled hands. “Lovely boy,” she said in heavily accented English, “and a kind face!” She beamed up at Shoyo’s surprised smile, before moving past Kageyama and patting his cheek with a smaller, fonder smile and a quiet murmur in Italian.
Shoyo could only stare after her as she walked into the building. The second she disappeared into the elevator, he burst out, “Tobio?!”
“Shut up,” Kageyama hissed, grabbing Shoyo’s hand and dragging him up the flight of stairs next to the elevator. “I just…see her a lot at the front door, so we recognize each other.”
“What’s her name?”
“I, uh…I don’t know.” His scowl deepened when Shoyo snorted. “I always forget to ask! And she doesn’t know my name either.”
“Yeah, yeah…” Shoyo didn’t say anything about the fact that they were climbing multiple flights of stairs when they could’ve waited for the elevator to come back down — it was obvious Kageyama needed to burn off some of his sudden nervous energy. He just settled for asking, “Mind telling me what she said?”
Just like that, Kageyama’s face flushed again. “She…she said that she didn’t recognize you, and asked me who you were. I don’t usually have visitors, so…”
Shoyo waited for a moment, before he realized Kageyama wasn’t going to elaborate. “So?” he prompted as they started making their way down the hallway.
“So…I told her you were my fiancé.” Kageyama’s eyes stayed stubbornly fixed ahead, but his fingers tightened around Shoyo’s hand. “I wasn’t sure how she’d react, but…well, you saw. And she said she was thrilled that I have someone who makes me so happy.”
It was startling, and deeply relieving, to hear that Kageyama had found genuine connections outside of his team. Whatever Kageyama said about the elderly woman, Shoyo had seen with his own eyes that her care for his fiancé was genuine. That, combined with the bashful pride that had shone from Kageyama when he revealed their engagement, made his heart feel like it might burst from his chest.
He didn’t say anything else, couldn’t say anything else, as Kageyama unlocked a door and led the way into his apartment. He just waited for the door to shut behind him with a click, before he slid his hands up to Kageyama’s cheeks and pulled him into a deep kiss. There was a soft grunt, then a jingle of keys being dropped onto the small entry table, then hands curving around Shoyo’s back to pull him close. Shoyo sighed happily as he sank his fingers into thick, dark hair, tightening just enough to pull another grunt from Kageyama.
“Sho?” Kageyama gasped between kisses.
“Me, too,” Shoyo murmured, “you make me so, so happy, Tobi.”
He felt Kageyama’s breath stutter against his lips, before they were being parted into deep, hungry kisses. It was like Kageyama couldn’t get close enough, like he wanted to press so close and kiss him so deep that they became one. It was overwhelming, and intoxicating, and Shoyo gave just as fiercely, biting at Kageyama’s lips and clawing at his shoulders in his efforts to press higher.
It couldn’t have been more different from the slow, tender kisses they’d shared in the park, and some distant part of Shoyo’s mind marveled at how much he craved any type of embrace Kageyama would give him. He just wanted him, so viscerally that it would’ve left him breathless if their kisses hadn’t already done so.
“Sho,” Kageyama groaned, “Sho, bedroom.”
Shoyo was loath to pull away, and so was Kageyama. They ended up stumbling to the bedroom together, tugging clothes off of each other while running hungry hands along every bit of revealed skin. When they reached the bed, Shoyo pushed Kageyama to the sheets and scrambled over his naked body, wasting no time in reclaiming his lips.
It was hasty. The first time always was. And they never cared. They were always too focused on pressing as much skin against skin as they could, baring themselves to each other’s kisses and bites and brushing fingertips and bruising grips. Shoyo was determined to reacquaint himself with every inch of Kageyama’s body, his fingers and lips and tongue exploring with a practiced touch as he made his way down.
Rome had been good to Kageyama. He felt more solid under Shoyo’s hands, his muscles creating sharper lines whenever they tensed from a brushed touch, and his skin wasn’t as stark a contrast to Shoyo’s tan as before.
But for all that he had changed, there were far more things that had stayed the same: Kageyama’s nipples were still as sensitive as ever, he still responded to Shoyo’s hands on his cheeks with a nuzzle to his palm, his breath still left him with a shudder when Shoyo traced circles on his hip bones.
And when Shoyo’s breath brushed over the leaking head of Kageyama’s cock, his fiancé still screwed his eyes shut and groaned in a trembling, pleading voice, “Sho…”
The taste of him made Shoyo moan just as loud as Kageyama when he finally took him into his mouth, and he was too excited, immediately trying to sink down too quickly.
“Careful, dumbass,” Kageyama choked out when Shoyo gagged around his length, only to cry out at the curl of his tongue. Satisfaction curled warm in Shoyo’s belly as he finally buried his nose into trimmed hair, letting out a groan that made Kageyama swear from the vibrations.
No amount of time apart could make Shoyo forget exactly what Kageyama liked best. He knew exactly how to suckle at his cockhead, how to curl his tongue around his length, how to twist his wrist around what he couldn’t quite reach with his lips as he slid up and down. All of his focus was narrowed down to Kageyama’s pleasure: his fingers sinking into his hair, his taste thickening on his tongue, the heady smell of his arousal mixing with the scent of his shower gel, the sound of his moans, and, when Shoyo glanced up at him through teary lashes, the sight of him looking absolutely wrecked.
Shoyo loved every part of it, every part of him.
His work sped up with the rising volume of Kageyama’s moans, until, suddenly, Kageyama was pushing Shoyo’s head away from his cock, making it pop unceremoniously from his lips.
“Want to fuck you,” he groaned.
“Now?”
“Can’t do it after dinner.”
A surprised laugh burst from Shoyo. “Look at you, actually using your brain.”
“One of us has to.”
“Fuck you.”
“Maybe later.”
It was messy, but practiced, the way Kageyama pressed him back to the bed and fumbled for the bottle of lube. His fingers were sure as they stretched Shoyo, his lips gentle as they kissed away the furrow between his brows. The tender care he showed made Shoyo’s throat feel tight, but that didn’t stop him from raising an eyebrow when Kageyama revealed the condom packet that he’d grabbed along with the lube. “A condom? You been doing something you need to tell me about?”
“Fuck off, did you want to have come leaking out of you at dinner?”
Shoyo burst into laughter. “Gross, Tobio!”
“That’s what I thought.” Despite his grumbling, Kageyama’s lips were still a soft, subtle curve as he kissed Shoyo and swallowed his laughs.
When Kageyama finally, slowly pressed in, sinking deeper until their hips were flush against each other, Shoyo felt uncomfortably stretched, yes, but also full, in many ways beyond just physical. And when he murmured, “Move,” and Kageyama obeyed, the sigh that fell from Shoyo’s lips was one of relief as much as pleasure.
It always felt both new and familiar, the first time they came together after being apart. It wasn’t just being filled. It was feeling Kageyama between his legs, the slap of their skin meeting, the tongue circling his nipples and the calloused fingertips gripping his thigh. The smell of their sweat mingling in the air was addictive, and Shoyo fought to keep his eyes open, just to watch the way Kageyama’s face twisted with pleasure.
“I missed this,” Shoyo breathed, his words cracking over a moan, “missed you.”
“Me— fuck, me too.”
It didn’t take long for small, wrecked moans and cries to start falling from Shoyo’s lips, even when he tried to bite the sounds back. His teeth sank into his bottom lip for only a breath, before Kageyama was kissing his mouth open and letting him pour his moans into him. He pulled away just as Shoyo keened high in his throat, letting the sound bounce around the room. “How come you never know how to shut up,” Kageyama grunted, “until I actually wanna hear you?”
Shoyo frowned and opened his mouth to snap something back, but then Kageyama nipped the sensitive skin just under his ear, and a moan left his lips instead. He didn’t even have a chance to feel annoyed at the sight of a smug grin before Kageyama pressed one of his legs further open and started thrusting even faster.
His work paid off. It only took a few more thrusts before Shoyo’s mouth was hanging open with broken moans. “Ah, ah, ah— so good, Tobio, so—ngh!”
Kageyama grunted at his cries, falling to his elbows and bringing their faces close, until every hot breath was ruffling Shoyo’s hair. He shuddered at the feeling of Kageyama’s nose tracing the line of his jaw up to his ear, where he groaned, “Shoyo…Sho…”
He could only hold on tight, one hand sliding fingers through dark hair while the other clung to broad shoulders. He felt so…so known, so loved, so safe. It was incredible, how perfectly Kageyama fit in and around him. When he tilted his hips just so and made Shoyo gasp, “Tobi— there, right there—”, Kageyama bent down to kiss him, mouthing against his lips, I know.
He knew, of course he knew, the only person in the world who knew Shoyo’s body better than Kageyama was Shoyo himself. And he knew Kageyama’s body just as well, including the way his hips were rocking out of rhythm, the first sign that he was both getting close to release and couldn’t keep up the pace he needed to reach that release.
“Let me,” Shoyo breathed, pushing gently at Kageyama’s shoulders. “Tobio, let me, I can—ah!”
Without a word, Kageyama hauled Shoyo into his lap as he sat back, his cock never leaving his body. Shoyo’s head spun, though he wasn’t sure if it was from suddenly sitting upright, or from the way the new position let Kageyama rub right against his prostate with every movement.
He found Kageyama’s eyes as soon as his head stopped spinning, and felt a fresh throb of arousal run through him at the hazy curtain of desire that had draped itself over Kageyama’s features. He looked wrecked, sweat sticking his dark hair to his forehead and tracing tempting paths down his neck, his eyes heavily-hooded, his lips red and swollen from kisses. Shoyo was lost in him, couldn’t stop looking at him, until a sudden rock of Kageyama’s hips made him cry out. “You wanted to do the work,” Kageyama huffed, “so work.”
“So bossy,” Shoyo breathed with a smirk. He still obeyed, using his hold on Kageyama’s shoulders to raise himself up his length and let himself drop back down. They both gasped at the movement, Kageyama from the wet, shifting heat around him, and Shoyo from the dragging pressure against his prostate. It only took a few more rocks of his hips for Shoyo to be brought right back to the rising pressure that had been awaiting him before.
A whine tore out of Shoyo as he tried to reach between their bodies and jerk himself off, only for a hand to wrap around his wrist and drape his arm back over Kageyama’s shoulders. “Let me,” Kageyama said in a breathless echo, before taking Shoyo in his hand and letting him fuck himself into his grip.
His thighs were trembling from his bouncing, and his knees were going weak from Kageyama’s work, but Shoyo couldn’t stop. The drag against his prostate, the slick glide in and out, the perfect rhythm he’d found to make Kageyama moan with him — it was all too addictive, and made Shoyo push through any discomfort he felt in favor of pure pleasure.
A small moan broke on every exhale, impossible to bite back anymore. The pressure both inside and outside of his body made a different pressure wind tight inside him, until he was babbling, “Close, close, m’close, I’m— ah! Ngh-aaaaah!”
With a cry, he spilled all over Kageyama’s hand and both their stomachs, writhing in Kageyama’s arms and fluttering around him in spasms and pulses. It didn’t take long for Kageyama to break too, filling the condom up and sinking his teeth into his shoulder to muffle his shout as his hips stuttered into Shoyo’s. The dull pain of his teeth combined with the grinding against his prostate just dragged out Shoyo’s orgasm. Every breath left him on a high whimper as the pleasure kept pulling him under, draining him until he was boneless in Kageyama’s arms.
He let Kageyama manhandle him, let his limp body get caught by strong hands and gently lowered to the bed, before Kageyama brushed their lips together and slid out of him with a hiss. “Tobi…,” Shoyo mumbled, his hands grabbing uselessly at air when he felt the bed shift from Kageyama standing up.
“Hold on, m’getting a towel.”
Shoyo just hummed, the explanation leaving him content to float in his post-orgasmic bliss. He carefully stretched, relishing the twinge of his hips and the deep ache spreading from his ass. He would never turn down a chance to fuck Kageyama, but there was a bone-deep satisfaction that came from being fucked, a satisfaction that made him feel almost molten.
It also left him shivering just a bit once the endorphins started to ease up. “Tobi, I’m cold,” he whined, just barely keeping himself from wrapping the covers around his dirty body.
Kageyama returned just then with a warm, damp towel. The sound of the bathroom door opening made Shoyo’s eyes open to half-mast, taking in his fiancé’s perfect naked figure from under heavy lids.
“What’re you so whiny for?” Kageyama grumbled, his grumpy words belying the fond set of his mouth and the gentle way he wiped Shoyo clean.
“Not whiny,” Shoyo hummed, “just missed you.”
“I was gone for barely a minute.”
“It was a long minute.”
Kageyama scoffed, but as soon as he’d cleaned himself up and tossed the dirty towel at his laundry hamper, he pulled the covers up and pressed close to Shoyo. “There. Happy?”
Shoyo let out another content hum, trailing lazy kisses along Kageyama’s collarbones before resting his head on his chest. He knew they would have to shower soon, that a wet towel wasn’t enough, but that couldn’t stop his eyes from growing heavy as his muscles relaxed under the patterns Kageyama was drawing on his back.
“Sho.”
“Hm?”
“When our contracts are done…do you…I mean, would you…want to sign? To the same team? As me?”
Shoyo’s eyes snapped open, any drowsiness wiped away by surprise and hope. “…Which team?”
“I’m gonna be with Ali Roma for another year, but my manager’s already started fielding offers from other teams, and—” Kageyama’s voice suddenly wavered, forcing him to clear his throat before he continued. “And some of them were from back in Japan. Ali Roma offered a renewal. And…one was from Sao Paulo.”
“You think I’ll be getting those same offers?”
The question made Kageyama squeeze his shoulder, his voice newly steady with certainty. “You could. If you keep playing like you have been, you will.”
A pleased flush warmed Shoyo’s cheeks, but he couldn’t let himself get distracted by the praise. “And you want to play with me again? Not against me?”
“With you, against you…live with you…” The last phrase was mumbled, but his arm tightened around his shoulders, and Shoyo could feel Kageyama’s cheek pillow against his hair. “I just…I want to be with you. Together. I miss you, Shoyo.”
His heart squeezed so tight, Shoyo thought it might burst, and for a moment, he couldn’t speak around the lump that had risen in his throat. All he could do was trail soft kisses along Kageyama’s collarbones, neck, jaw, and finally, his lips. “Okay,” Shoyo murmured between kisses.
“Okay?”
“I’ll talk with my manager.” He pulled away and felt his heart squeeze again at the cautious hope in Kageyama’s eyes. “I’ll see what offers I get, and if any of the same teams reach out to me, then…I’ll let you know. And we’ll go from there.”
Kageyama let out a slow breath, and when he spoke, there was the barest trace of a tremble in his voice. “Okay. We’ll go from there.”
With that settled, Shoyo finally let a teasing grin curve his lips. “Did you think I’d say no, Tobi?”
“Shut up.”
“Thought I didn’t miss you, too?”
“Shut up!” Kageyama growled. Shoyo just caught sight of the grin on Kageyama’s mouth before he was being tackled back to the bed, lips parting his with firm kisses. He couldn’t help giggling through them, but Kageyama didn’t bother complaining beyond a nip at his bottom lip.
They could have this everyday. They could practice and play together during the day, and come home together at night. They would come back to their home and make dinner, discuss their plays and how they could improve. They could call their families together, go grocery shopping together, explore whatever city they were in together…go to bed together, wake up together.
Everyday. Not every couple of months, but everyday. He could kiss Kageyama, hold him, feel his warmth where before he could only hear his voice.
Shoyo didn’t want to think about all the days he could’ve had just like today. He didn’t want to linger on the past, on the homes they could’ve had together. After all, they were engaged. What did the past matter when he knew Kageyama would always be in his future?
But the thought of a future at Kageyama’s side, really with him, made something bittersweet swell in Shoyo, until his eyes burned behind his screwed up lids. No matter how tightly he squeezed his eyes close and tried to focus on the slide of Kageyama’s tongue against his and the warm press of their lips, Shoyo could still feel the first tears escape to his cheeks. It wasn’t long before Kageyama felt them, too. “Sho?”
“I’m okay.”
“Then why’re you crying?”
“I just—” He kept his eyes closed, some childish part of him not wanting to meet Kageyama’s eyes. But he could feel Kageyama brushing away his tears and cupping his cheeks with a gentleness that only made more tears fall. “I missed you, too. So much. I don’t want to stop chasing every chance I get to play more volleyball, but sometimes…” His lips quivered, as though they couldn’t believe the words they were forming. “…sometimes I miss you so much that I…I wonder if it’s worth it. If it’s worth feeling like…like there’s a hole in my life that only you can fill.”
Silence followed his words, and he could feel his heart clenching with every second that Kageyama didn’t say anything. Then, right when he thought he wouldn’t be able to breathe from how tightly his heart was being squeezed, he felt a forehead press against his and a soft sigh cool the tears on his cheeks. “…Dumbass.”
And just like that, all the tension in Shoyo escaped him on a soft laugh. “Jerk.”
Another huff of air hit his cheeks, this time from a quiet chuckle from Kageyama. “Look at me, Shoyo.” His voice was soft, so soft, and when Shoyo slowly opened his eyes, he could see that same softness lining that blue gaze. “I love volleyball, and I love you. Whatever happens, that will never change.” The backs of his fingers brushed against Shoyo’s damp cheeks. “We’ll figure out a way to get married, and then the whole world will know what we mean to each other. Maybe…maybe that can make the distance easier. And then one day we’ll be too old to play professionally and keep moving around the world, and we can settle down and spend the rest of our lives together.”
“What about before then?” Shoyo murmured, uncertainty making his voice quieter than he’d wanted. “Could we…I mean…”
“What?”
A sheepish laugh escaped him, and he hated how shaky it sounded from his tears. “I don’t think I can wait that long to have everyday with you, Tobio. I know we’ve been doing this for a few years, but…you’re home for me. And I wanna make another home with you.” He’d gotten a taste of it when they shared an apartment while on the National Team, but instead of satisfying him, it just made him long for more time.
“So we’ll make one when we sign on to the same team. For now, we’ll have these two weeks, and even when you go back to Brazil, you’ll still have me with you. It’s not the same as being in person, but it’s something. We’re not the same kids who couldn’t imagine dating each other across the world, y’know?”
“I know.” His sigh was a little steadier, though he grimaced at the tears that still wet his cheeks. “I bet I sound really lame right now.”
Kageyama carefully brushed away Shoyo’s tears with wide arcs of his thumbs. “A little. But it’s nothing I haven’t thought about, too.”
His words were a little too frank, sure, but they also made Shoyo’s breaths come easier. His fingers brushed against Kageyama’s face, tracing the handsome features he knew so well — the gentle slope of his nose, the soft curves of his cheeks that turned into the sharp lines of his jaw, the dark brows that were usually low over dark blue eyes, but were now relaxed.
I’m going to love him for the rest of my life. It wasn’t the first time the thought had crossed Shoyo’s mind — he’d known it for years, wouldn’t have gotten engaged if he hadn’t — but it still hit him with a certainty so strong it left him breathless. Even before Kageyama had proposed, Shoyo always pictured the future with him, whether they played on the same team or spent a season looking forward to playing and beating each other. After all this time, the thought still made him ache with longing, sealing his throat until he could barely murmur, “I love you. So much it hurts.”
Kageyama had been nuzzling into the palm of one of Shoyo’s hands, but his words made him still. Shoyo didn’t expect him to ask, “Where?”
“What?”
“Where does it hurt?”
The answer came to Shoyo immediately, despite the question being so odd. “Here,” he pressed his hand to his chest, right over his heart, “and sometimes it hurts here,” his finger traced the hollow of his throat, “and here,” his hand slid between his and Kageyama’s bodies to rest on his stomach.
Kageyama braced himself on his elbows to watch the journey Shoyo’s hand took, giving Shoyo just enough space between their bodies. He looked thoughtful, like he was thinking about his own answer, and Shoyo waited eagerly to hear what he’d have to say.
“Your love for me feels like your pre-game shits?”
Shoyo gaped at him, disbelief slowly turning to anger while he watched the thoughtfulness on Kageyama’s face turn into amusement. “I’m telling you how much I love you, and you’re talking about shit? What’s wrong with you?!”
He grabbed at Kageyama’s cheeks and pinched and tugged them, until Kageyama cried out, “I was kidding, let go, ow—”
“You’re gross, you’re so gross—”
“I’m sorry—”
“Get off me, I’m gonna get dinner with the team—”
“Like hell you are!”
They started wrestling, Shoyo shoving away Kageyama’s face and trying to get his feet under his hips to kick him off, while Kageyama dropped his body back on top of Shoyo to pin him to the bed and tried to push past his hands to kiss him.
“I’m never telling you I love you again!” For all his best efforts to hold onto his indignation, Shoyo could hear the anger in his voice melt into laughter, especially when Kageyama started tickling at his waist. “Wait, no, don’t—”
“Say you forgive me.”
“You cheater, Tobio! This isn’t fair!”
“You know I was kidding!”
“Okay, fine, just stop tickling me!” He was so focused on prying Kageyama’s hands away that he forgot about his fight to push him off, and the next thing he knew, Kageyama was kissing him and pulling a surprised moan from him. The fingers at his waist eased into hands rubbing soothing paths along his body, moving as languidly as the tongue licking into his mouth, and Shoyo was a goner. He melted under Kageyama’s warmth, his hands coming up to cup his cheeks and his body arching into his. “I’m still mad at you,” he mumbled against his lips.
“Are you actually mad?”
“Maybe…no, not really. But it was still gross.” It was embarrassing, how hard it was to stay mad at Kageyama, especially when he looked at him with that small, secret smile. “What about you?”
“What about me?”
“Where do you feel your love for me?”
“My hands.”
“Really?” Shoyo pulled a hand away from his body, inspecting the familiar calluses and lines as though he could see the love moving under them.
“Yeah. They kind of tingle when I think about you, like I’m excited to play with you again or just…hold you. It goes away when I’m actually with you.”
“Where does it go?”
Kageyama caught one of Shoyo’s hands that was inspecting his palm, and propped himself up on his other elbow so he could press the hand just under his ribs. “Here. It’s like…it’s like my heart is so big, there’s not enough space for my lungs, and I can’t breathe as easily.”
“So…I’m breathtaking?”
Kageyama scoffed and dropped Shoyo’s hand like it was a dead fish, barely giving him time to tug it back before he fell back onto his body. “Corny dumbass.”
“Better than being gross.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Kageyama pressed his face against Shoyo’s neck, tickling him with his short hair and light breaths. Shoyo could feel a warmth spreading from his chest, up his neck, and into his cheeks, which were aching from the force of his smile.
He kind of understood what Kageyama meant about feeling his love in his hands. He could feel it in his arms, making him wrap them tight around Kageyama and squeeze him close. “That was almost romantic, Tobi.”
“Why do you sound so surprised?” His words were muffled, but they were close enough to Shoyo’s ear to be understood.
“You’re not usually romantic.”
“Yeah, well…love makes me do weird things.”
Kageyama had barely finished talking when a rumble sounded from somewhere between their bodies. His head jerked up to look at Shoyo, who just stared back with wide eyes. “Who was that?”
“I dunno! If you weren’t squishing me, maybe we’d know.” Shoyo’s hands pushed at Kageyama’s shoulders, much gentler than before. “C’mon, let’s shower and go get dinner.”
“What about after? Can you stay over?”
“Well…I’ve got morning practice…”
“So do I.”
“...and I’ll have to get my stuff from the hotel, so the guys might get suspicious…”
“...of you staying with your fiancé?”
Shoyo grinned. “If you want me to stay over so bad, you could just ask.”
“I did.”
“You know what I mean!”
Kageyama rolled his eyes and flopped onto his back, draping his arm over his face. “Whatever. You go shower first.”
“Why?”
“Cuz otherwise you’ll fall asleep and we won’t be able to go anywhere.”
“I won’t fall asleep!”
“Yes, you will, dumbass. You’ve been traveling all day and you’re jetlagged and you’ve just been fucked for the first time in months. You’d fall asleep after just one of those.”
Shoyo wasn’t sure if his warm cheeks were from indignation, or from the blunt way Kageyama talked about sex, or from how thoughtful his frank words really were. “…Wanna shower with me?”
Kageyama lifted his arm just enough to look at Shoyo, who immediately felt pinned under the heat in his eyes. “Then we really wouldn’t be going anywhere.”
“Alright, alright, geez.” Shoyo rolled out of bed, not bothering to cover up and secretly enjoying the feeling of Kageyama watching him. “When did you get so good at flirting?”
“You get good at a lot of things when you wait four months to see your fiancé.”
The warmth in Shoyo’s cheeks was definitely from Kageyama’s words. “…Sap.”
“What was that?”
“Nothing!” he sang as he escaped into the bathroom.
He would never admit it, but Kageyama was right: he was feeling tired, and the shower thankfully woke him up enough to remove the threat of him falling asleep at dinner. He was quick, slathering on Kageyama’s shower gel and standing under the water just long enough to wash away the feeling of stickiness and the leftover smell of planes.
“Your turn, Tobi!” he called as he left the bathroom, only to choke himself off when he saw Kageyama laying suspiciously still on the bed, his arm still draped over his eyes. “Tobio?” Nothing.
Shoyo bit back a laugh. “Geez,” he murmured, carefully settling himself on the bed next to Kageyama. “And you thought I would fall asleep.”
He didn’t mind, not really. This just gave him a chance to drink in Kageyama’s body without any distractions. He traced featherlight lines along his muscles, and he watched them jump under smooth, lightly tanned skin. Shoyo couldn’t resist leaning over and pressing his lips to Kageyama’s sternum, his collarbones, the hollow of his throat, and, finally, his lips.
The kiss was chaste but lingering, and Shoyo had barely pulled away when Kageyama muttered, “Oi.”
“What was that about me falling asleep?”
“Shut up.” He pushed himself upright, eyes blinking slowly and cheeks lightly flushed from Shoyo’s kisses. “I didn’t sleep well last night.”
“Why? Too excited about me coming?”
“Yeah.”
He took Shoyo’s surprised silence as his chance to disappear into the bathroom. “God…,” Shoyo murmured when the door clicked shut, face feeling on fire, “he’s so…god.”
He tugged his clothes back on just to distract himself from the sweet pressure building in his throat. Soon he was dressed and reclining on the bed, mindlessly scrolling through his phone until he heard the bathroom door open. He looked up just in time to see disappointment flash across Kageyama’s face. “You’re dressed.”
“Yeah? You would’ve nagged at me if I wasn’t.”
Would he ever stop being terribly delighted at the sight of Kageyama pouting? It didn’t seem likely at this point. “I don’t nag.”
“Oh, right, you yell.” Shoyo let a sweet smile spread across his face.
Kageyama huffed a heavy sigh as he tossed his towel to the bed. “Only when you’re being annoying. Which is a lot.” Before Shoyo could snap something back, Kageyama continued, “What do you want to eat?”
The mention of food wiped away all of Shoyo’s annoyance. “Spaghetti!” He grinned at the curl in Kageyama’s lip. “When in Rome, right?”
“God, you are such a…”
“Genius?”
“Dumbass.” Kageyama scooped Shoyo’s socks off the floor and flung them at his face. “Literally when have I ever called you a genius?”
“Can’t a guy dream?”
Shoyo watched shamelessly as Kageyama got dressed, admiring the shifting of his muscles and the light tan of his skin. He knew Kageyama noticed when he saw a flush of color on his ears, but he surprisingly didn’t say anything, not until he finished dressing and turned to see Shoyo still watching him with an indulgent grin. “Enjoying the view, you creep?”
“It’s a view worth appreciating.” Even after all this time, being openly flirted with made Kageyama flush until he looked like a constipated tomato. His only response was to grab Shoyo’s shirt by the collar and unceremoniously drag him out of the bedroom. “Wait, you’re gonna stretch it out!”
“Then move your ass.”
Shoyo just snickered and untangled Kageyama’s fingers from his shirt in favor of tangling his own fingers between them. Kageyama didn’t say anything, just squeezed Shoyo’s hand before they had to let go and get their shoes on.
There was a comfortable silence in the apartment’s entry as they shrugged on their coats, only broken when Kageyama grabbed his keys and turned around to see Shoyo smiling at him. “What?”
“I just…I love you so much.”
Kageyama’s eyes softened, before he slid his hand up the back of Shoyo’s neck and into his hair, using his hold to tilt his face up for a tender, lingering kiss. Me, too, the kiss said, as clearly as if Kageyama had said it out loud.
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The next few days felt like a dream. Everyday, Shoyo got to play volleyball with and against some of the best players in the world, and every night, he got to share a life with Kageyama. They met at the arena, and rode to his apartment, sometimes with a detour to a favorite restaurant or running route or, after a bit of needling from Shoyo, a landmark that was nestled within the city.
When they eventually got to Kageyama’s apartment, it never took long for their clothes to come off. They enjoyed each other in every room of the place — on the couch, over the kitchen counter, on the table, and in the shower. And at the end of it all, Shoyo got to fall asleep with strong arms around his waist and dark hair tickling his chin.
It was everything he had dreamed of during those long months apart, and everything he imagined for their future. Every time he remembered their conversation, their agreement to try and sign to the same team, he felt like his anticipation was lodged in his throat and robbing him of air.
He tried not to linger on it, more focused on enjoying their current time together. The days seemed to pass too quickly, but they were filled to the brim with everything Shoyo loved most in the world, the time spent so well that he couldn’t muster any regret for the time that was slipping through their fingers.
A little over a week into Shoyo’s time in Rome, Kageyama met him with a suggestion of where they could go. “Let’s go to the Colosseum tonight.”
“Really?!” Shoyo asked, his voice nearly cracking into a squeak from excitement. “Wait, why? What’s the occasion?”
Kageyama shrugged as he fit a helmet onto Shoyo’s head. “It’s late on a weekday, so it shouldn’t be as busy right now. And I know you’re going to bug me about seeing it eventually, so.”
Shoyo scoffed. “And here I thought you were feeling extra romantic tonight.”
“Yeah, yeah. Ready to go?”
The childish part of Shoyo (a part that always seemed to rear its head around Kageyama) wanted to keep pouting, but his excitement won out, and soon they were cruising through the streets.
Kageyama had been right, of course. Even though Shoyo had already seen the Colosseum during his last visit to Rome, he absolutely wanted to see it again during this trip. He’d been wanting to see it after winning the tournament, but there was nothing saying he couldn’t still do that after seeing it with Kageyama.
When they arrived at the site, and Shoyo gazed up at the beautiful, ancient building, he knew for certain that he would want a third visit. “Look at it!” he gushed, a smile splitting across his face, “It’s so big! How many people do you think could sit in there? Do you think it was as many as our stadiums? I wonder what sports they played back then.” He turned to smile at Kageyama, only for it to falter at the bemused look on his face. “What?”
“You’ve already seen it, dumbass.”
Shoyo’s smile immediately flipped into a frown, though it wavered at Kageyama’s fond smile. “So? It’s the Colosseum! It doesn’t stop being cool after just one time! And besides…” He cut a sly smirk at Kageyama. “It’s my first time seeing it with my fiaaaaancé! So it’s extra special this time!”
He grinned in preparation for Kageyama’s rolled eyes and scoffed “dumbass,” but instead he received a soft gaze and softer, “Yeah. Guess so.”
Shoyo’s brows furrowed just a bit as he stepped close and took Kageyama’s hand. “You ok, Tobi?”
“Yeah. M’perfect.”
Shoyo was quiet for another beat, eyes flickering over Kageyama’s relaxed features before he was satisfied. “Okay,” he accepted with a kiss pressed to the back of their tangled hands. He turned away and started to let go of Kageyama’s hand, only to get pulled up short by fingers tightening around his.
He turned to frown at Kageyama…and found his fiancé on one knee, a ring box open in his free hand. Nestled in the deep red velvet was a thin gold band, dotted with tiny diamonds that made it glimmer under the city lights. “…Tobio?”
“I…I know we’re already engaged,” Kageyama murmured, voice just a touch unsteady, “but I wanted to give you a ring because…because we’re going to be apart a lot, so…at least you can have part of me with you.”
“You didn’t have to—”
“I know, but I wanted to. Sho, I love you. I love you so much, sometimes I can’t understand how all my love for you fits in me. I always thought that my life would just be one volleyball match after another, and I never thought about what would come after retirement because I…I didn’t want to. I didn’t know, I couldn’t imagine it. And I couldn’t imagine meeting someone who loved volleyball as much as me, and who could love me that much, too, but here you are. And for the first time, I want something as much as I want to keep playing volleyball. For the first time, I can imagine life after volleyball. And it’s you, Sho, it’s you and me and the life that we’ll build together, and I—”
His words cracked into a sob, and Shoyo was sobbing too, and they were both crying in front of the Colosseum, and for the hundredth time that trip Shoyo couldn’t believe how happy he felt. He almost couldn’t see his kneeling fiancé through the tears streaming down his face, but he could see enough to fall to his knees in front of him, and take his damp cheeks in his hands, and press kisses all over his handsome face. “I love you, I love you, I love you,” he chanted between every kiss, until Kageyama caught his chin and guided their lips together.
Even Kageyama’s lips on his couldn’t stop Shoyo from whispering, “I love you.” He only fell silent when Kageyama carefully licked into his mouth, forcing his words to break into a moan. He was distantly aware of calloused fingers peeling his left hand away from Kageyama’s cheeks, but he didn’t pull away until he felt a shock of cold metal sliding onto his ring finger. Only then did he break away with a gasp and stare wide-eyed at the gold glinting back at him from his hand.
He didn’t realize how long he’d been staring at it in silence until Kageyama muttered, “Do you…do you like it?”
“I love it.” Shoyo looked away from the ring and into deep, glittering blue depths. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Kageyama breathed, leaning in to steal another kiss.
Shoyo let out a content hum against Kageyama’s lips before pulling away. “I need a necklace.”
“Hm?”
“For the ring. So I can wear it during games.”
“Oh, I have one. It’s at the apartment.”
“Uwah, you really thought of everything!” Shoyo giggled, his laughs only getting louder when Kageyama reached under his coat and gently pinched at his waist.
“Quit sounding so surprised. And stop laughing!” His grumpy words lost their effect when he melted into laughter himself, and Shoyo couldn’t do anything but bury his face into Kageyama’s shoulder as his laughs continued to ring into the night air.
He was slow to quiet down, his laughs only fading away when he felt lips tracing a light path down his neck. The ghostly touch made desire begin to creep through Shoyo, until he was murmuring into Kageyama’s coat, “I want you to fuck me tonight.”
“Wow, what a romantic.”
“Shut up!” he laughed, gently nipping at Kageyama’s throat. “Fucking me is romantic. We’ll be ‘making love’!”
“Uh-huh.” Despite how unimpressed he sounded, Shoyo could feel Kageyama’s hand begin to creep under his shirt. “You don’t have to tell me to do something I was already gonna do.”
The dark promise of his words made a shiver run down Shoyo’s spine. He pulled away just enough to meet Kageyama’s gaze, and found his desire reflected back at him. The sight emboldened him just enough to carefully wrap his fingers into Kageyama’s collar, lean in, and breathe against his lips, “Take me home, Tobi.”
Those blue eyes darkened just before there were lips parting against Shoyo’s in a slow, deep kiss, full of promises for the night. It was enough to leave him feeling dazed when Kageyama pulled away and rose to his feet, pulling Shoyo up with him. Their fingers were woven tightly together as they made their way to Kageyama’s scooter, and when Shoyo climbed on behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, he pressed his lips against his shoulder, knowing he’d be able to feel the pressure through his layers.
A hand fell to where his were clinging in front of Kageyama, giving them a gentle squeeze. “Hold on tight,” Kageyama warned.
And then, they were off, the scooter winding through the streets on a route that was now deeply familiar to Shoyo. It…it felt like going home, he realized with a jolt. A week with Kageyama was all he needed to make a place feel like home.
Home. Usually the word gave him a small pang of melancholy, but thinking of it now, as he held onto his fiancé in the streets of Rome, Shoyo could only feel a warmth spread slowly through his chest like honey. It made him hold on just a little tighter and hook his chin over Kageyama’s shoulder, letting his eyes flutter closed as the breeze carried Kageyama’s scent to him.
He lost track of time for the rest of the scooter ride until he felt Kageyama brake in front of his apartment building and they got off the scooter. Then Shoyo was driven by a single-minded focus, crowding Kageyama against the back of the elevator and pulling him into a hungry kiss.
Kageyama was ready for him, his hands immediately pulling him close by his waist and his lips easily responding to Shoyo’s hunger. When the elevator doors opened at his floor, he just helped Shoyo stumbled backwards to his apartment without breaking the kiss, only pulling away when he had to fumble to unlock the front door. As soon as the door closed behind them, Shoyo lept on him again, smiling against his lips at the feeling of Kageyama’s arousal brushing him through his coat.
“Hey,” Shoyo whispered against his lips, “wanna show me some more of Rome?”
Confusion joined the dazed desire softening Kageyama’s features. “W…what? You wanna go back out?”
“Not really.” Shoyo stepped away and began walking through the living room, stripping off his clothes until he stood naked by the glass balcony doors. He turned and smiled at the sight of Kageyama trailing after him, looking stunned even as he stripped himself down. They hadn’t turned on the lights when they stumbled in, too focused on kissing each other breathless. Shoyo could only see Kageyama by the warm streetlights, dark eyes glittering. “Show me off, Tobio.”
“Here?” Kageyama breathed. His disbelief didn’t stop him from gravitating closer to Shoyo, sliding a hand from his collarbones, over a nipple, and to his waist. He leaned in, ghosting his lips over Shoyo’s, then along his cheek, until he could whisper in his ear, “You want me to fuck you against the window? Where anyone could see you?”
“No one will see,” Shoyo just barely managed to say on a shuddering breath, “We’re too high up and the lights are off.”
“You really want to test that out?”
“Scared, Your Highness?”
Maybe he was playing dirty, but it was just a means to the end that was playing dirty in a different way entirely.
And it worked. Kageyama pulled away, and Shoyo felt electricity zip through him at the sight of those dark eyes glinting with both competition and desire. “Fine,” he growled with a beatific grin, “I’ll fuck you so well that anyone who does see will wish they were you.”
Words weren’t Kageyama’s strong suit, but every so often, he managed to bowl Shoyo over with the things he said. Shoyo’s breath caught in his throat, and he couldn’t say anything or do anything but pull Kageyama into a messy, hungry kiss.
Kageyama’s lips immediately parted under his, and he gathered Shoyo in his arms to press him against the glass, making him gasp from the cold surface. It felt like Kageyama’s hands were everywhere — cupping his jaw, plucking at his nipples, tracing his spine, curving around his waist — until, suddenly, one of them wrapped around his cock.
Shoyo gasped, hips immediately thrusting into his grip. It was dry and loose, but Shoyo couldn’t help seeking out the friction anyway, and he could feel Kageyama smirk against his lips. “So desperate for me.”
“So are you,” Shoyo muttered, deliberately rocking his hips forward to make their lengths brush each other. “You want me just as much.”
He expected Kageyama to disagree, to continue their good-natured competitive bickering while their hands were busy making each other unravel. But instead, Kageyama just murmured, “Yeah, always.” He took Shoyo’s stunned silence as his chance to capture his lips again, licking languidly into his mouth in stark contrast to his steadily quickening hand on Shoyo’s arousal.
It took an embarrassingly short time for precome to start leaking out of him, and Kageyama was quick to spread it down Shoyo’s length, making his strokes slide smoother and slicker and better. Pleasure spiked in him, and he automatically bit back the louder moans that threatened to escape him.
He saw Kageyama’s eyes flicker down to his teeth sinking into his lip, and the next thing he knew, Kageyama was kissing him hungrily, parting his lips and swallowing his freed moans. “Quit trying to be quiet when I want to hear you,” he growled.
“S-sorry,” Shoyo whimpered, “it’s just—mm—habit.”
“I’ll have to break it out of you by the finals.”
The idea made a whine choke out of Shoyo. “God, please do.”
Kageyama chuckled against his lips as he circled his finger around Shoyo’s crown, coaxing out more precome to slide down and making a ragged swear tear out of him. It felt like no time had passed at all before Shoyo was gasping, “I’m ready, I’m ready, get the lube.”
Kageyama just hummed and continued stroking him, tightening his hand around his head to give him short, quick strokes that had Shoyo clenching his teeth. “‘Yama— ah, Yama, Tobio, please, I’m gonna—” He scrambled at Kageyama’s wrist, which didn’t stop until his voice cracked. Only then did it drop to the base of his length and squeeze just tight enough to help Shoyo chase off his premature release.
“Fuck,” Shoyo breathed, “what was that for?”
“Just wanted to see how quickly I could work you up,” Kageyama said with a shrug and a satisfied grin.
“That’s not—mm—fair.” Kageyama let go of him, his retreating touch on his swollen member still enough to make Shoyo’s hips stutter.
“Don’t touch yourself until I get back,” Kageyama quietly ordered. Shoyo pouted as he nodded, watching a little petulantly as Kageyama disappeared into his room. He knew, he knew what he’d just told him to do, but he felt a little silly, standing there naked with his hands hanging at his sides and his dick standing at full attention.
Before he could really think about how smart he was being, Shoyo let his hands drift up his sides, stroking along his waist and ribs, before his fingers brushed against his nipples. He sank his teeth into his bottom lip to hold back a soft moan as he brushed them in ghostly circles, the light touches just enough to keep arousal burning through him. He leaned his shoulders back against the balcony doors to better let himself arch into his own touch, and he couldn’t hold back the moan that bloomed from his throat at the feeling of precum leaking from his tip.
“What’re you doing?”
His eyes shot open at the low words, another whimper escaping him when he saw Kageyama standing there, lube and condom in his hand and shadows in his eyes. “Just—nnh, keeping myself ready for you,” he sighed.
He hungrily watched Kageyama’s erection twitch at his words. Those dark eyes were slow, almost assessing as they looked Shoyo over, and with every step Kageyama took towards him, Shoyo found himself trembling more and more against his own fingers.
Kageyama stepped in close as soon as he came to stand in front of Shoyo, letting their lengths slide against each other and force another stuttered sigh from Shoyo’s lips. It was just enough of a distraction to keep him from dodging Kageyama’s hands, the sound of the lube being dropped the only warning before long, calloused fingers were wrapping around his wrists and jerking them up until his hands were pressed to the glass on either side of his head. “Maybe I should make you stretch yourself,” Kageyama whispered with the underlying note of a growl, “let you put on a show for me, since you can do everything yourself. I can just sit on the couch and make you work for your own pleasure.”
His words and his hold on Shoyo’s wrists made him whimper, “No…want you, Tobi. I want your fingers in me.”
“Just my fingers?”
“Anything. Everything.” Shoyo craned his neck to let their noses brush and his words ghost over Kageyama’s lips. “I just want you. Please, Tobi.”
He knew Kageyama couldn’t resist the sound of his nickname being moaned. Sure enough, the moment the nickname left his lips with a plea, Kageyama dove in and devoured his lips, hands letting go of Shoyo’s wrists to curve around his waist. He was hungrier than before, kissing and sucking and nipping his way down Shoyo’s body, until he could suck at one of his nipples. Shoyo arched into his mouth with a gasp, pleasure shooting through him like electricity. Kageyama didn’t pull away until he had sucked at both nipples, leaving them wet and puckered in the cool air of the apartment. He wore a satisfied smile as he took in the sight of the flush creeping down Shoyo’s chest, his puckered nipples, and his leaking cock. “Turn around and put your hands against the glass,” he eventually said, bending to pick the lube and condom back up.
“Leave the condom,” Shoyo suddenly blurted. “I…I want to feel you come in me.”
He smiled at Kageyama’s widening eyes before he obeyed his instructions. Anticipation burned hot inside him and made him tremble at the snap of the tube being opened and closed, before a cool, wet finger began circling around his hole. The cold never failed to make Shoyo gasp, but he made to sure to stay relaxed. The kisses Kageyama was pressing along his shoulder helped to distract him, though not enough to keep him from letting out a low groan at the first breach.
He was still a bit loose, thanks to either fucking or being fucked everyday for the past week, and it didn’t take long for him to ask for “More, give me more.” A slick second finger carefully pressed in, and as the digits began scissoring him open, one finally brushed against his prostate. “There,” he choked out, even though he knew he didn’t need to. Kageyama knew.
With the entry of a third finger, Shoyo finally felt a delicious burn from the stretch, and the slight pain combined with Kageyama’s focused stroking on his prostate made him moan softly with every stroke. The sound of Kageyama’s breaths at his ear couldn’t quite drown out the lewd sound of his fingers squelching in and out of him, underlined by his own desperate sounds. “God, listen to you,” Kageyama groaned, “listen to how well you take me.”
Heat flooded Shoyo’s face, as his ears became unable to hear anything else. His body sounded hungry, desperate, and he could feel himself clinging to Kageyama’s fingers, trying to suck them back in with every drag out. It should’ve been humiliating, but Shoyo could only feel the pressure at his prostate and his blood throbbing through his cock, almost in time with Kageyama’s thrusts.
And then there were fingers brushing a still-wet nipple, the damp easing the circles being drawn around it. Shoyo bent into an impossible arch as he tried to press into one set of fingers and rock back on the other. His own hands were still pressed against the window, twitching every so often from the urge to touch Kageyama or jerk himself off.
The slow thrusting fingers felt good, too good, were threatening to bring Shoyo to the edge too quickly again. Then the hand on his chest dropped to wrap around his dick, and he barely lasted three strokes before he was gasping, “Wait, wait, I’m ready, please—”
Kageyama’s hand and fingers slowed, but didn’t stop. “What’s wrong?” he asked, a smile audible in his words, “Don’t want to come?”
“No,” Shoyo whined, “no, I want—haaaa, I wanna come on your cock, Tobi. I want you to fuck me already, please!”
There was a soft swear, then Kageyama’s hands were pulling away. Shoyo instinctively clenched around his fingers as they left his body, leaving him feeling strangely empty. But he couldn’t focus on that, not when he could hear Kageyama slicking himself up. “You ready for me?”
“Yes yes yes, please, I—ohhhh, fuck.”
Just the press of the head of Kageyama’s dick had Shoyo trembling, his hands flexing against the glass as Kageyama’s hands flexed on his hips. “Good?” Kageyama murmured as he continued slowly sinking in.
“Ha— so good, want more.” Shoyo rocked his hips back, letting out a soft cry when too much sank in too fast. It stung, it burned, it felt divine.
“Shit, careful, dumbass,” Kageyama grunted.
“Then hurry up.” He felt those hands tighten around him, and then, suddenly, his breath was leaving him on a shout as Kageyama thrust forward, bringing their hips flush against each other.
“That fast enough?” Shoyo could hear the smirk in Kageyama’s voice.
“Are you going to nag, or are you going to fuck me?”
Kageyama scoffed, even as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in. Shoyo could barely hear his next words over his own moans. “And here I thought you wanted to be romantic.” He punctuated his words with a soft nip at Shoyo’s ear, earning himself a quiet hum.
“Making love with a—ah, a view of Rome is romantic,” Shoyo bit out. He let his head fall to the side, baring more of his neck for Kageyama to kiss and suck at. “Tobio,” he murmured, “Tobio, can I touch you?” He wasn’t sure how strict the order to keep his hands on the glass was.
Kageyama hummed against his skin, and Shoyo took that as permission. One hand immediately left the glass and sank into Kageyama’s hair, pressing him closer as he bit and sucked a bruise into the curve of his shoulder, right where his jersey collar would cover it.
Despite Shoyo’s whining, Kageyama stubbornly kept up a slow pace, pushing deep inside and nearly pulling out with every thrust. And Shoyo didn’t complain, couldn’t complain. Words were escaping him, leaving him only capable of soft moans and whines each time Kageyama drove into his prostate. He felt surrounded by his fiancé, his body trapped between his rocking hips and his strong arms.
And he loved it. He loved the feeling of one hand creeping around to press in just above his dick, and the other going back to plucking at and circling around his nipples. He loved being covered by Kageyama’s firm planes of muscles, feeling them bunch against his back with every thrust. He even loved being forced to stick with his slow rhythm, the hand that pressed at him stopping him from rocking any faster on Kageyama’s cock.
The slow rocks meant a slow ascent of pleasure, one Shoyo luxuriated in. He let himself feel everything, soak in every rub and suck and kiss and grasp on his body. Being edged twice meant his nerves were already frayed, and a part of him was grateful for the slow pace, for the chance to enjoy all of this for a little longer.
When his eyes fluttered open, he was treated to a view of the park that faced the apartment building, all lush greenery and bright flowers with paths weaving in between. And set against the view was his own reflection, courtesy of the dark apartment and the streetlights outside.
He looked fucked-out, all drooping eyes and flushed cheeks and swollen lips. His ring winked at him from the hand that was still pressed to the glass, and right above it, at the reflection of the curve of his shoulder, was Kageyama, his dark hair just barely concealing his lips working at Shoyo’s skin. “Oh, fuck,” Shoyo gasped, making Kageyama’s eyes flicker open and meet his gaze in the reflection. His eyes widened when he realized what Shoyo was looking at, but he didn’t stop. If anything, he started putting more force behind his thrusts, making Shoyo’s reflection ripple across the glass. “We look so— so good, Tobi—”
“Yeah? And do you feel good?” Kageyama murmured with another suck under Shoyo’s jaw.
“I feel amazing,” Shoyo whimpered, “you’re so—ngh, so big, you fill me up so good.”
He clenched down just a bit as he spoke, and he was rewarded with a groan from deep in Kageyama’s chest. “And you take me so good,” he grunted, “it’s like you were made for me, Sho.”
“Only for you,” Shoyo babbled, feeling a pressure tighten under Kageyama’s hand, “just for you, Tobi, ah— more, give me more, I’m almost—yes!”
At his pleas, Kageyama’s hand had finally slid down to Shoyo’s throbbing dick. He circled his fingertips around the head, collecting Shoyo’s precome before sliding it down his length. The slick slide made Shoyo’s head fall back against Kageyama’s shoulder, and his mouth fell open with soft, wrecked sounds as Kageyama began tugging at him in time with his thrusts. “Are you close?” he whispered into his ear, making electricity zip down Shoyo’s spine.
“Yes yes yes, so close, don’t stop—” His fingers tightened in Kageyama’s hair just as Kageyama’s hand stroked up from his chest to cup his jaw and turn his face towards him. When he kissed Shoyo, his other hand gave a tight twist to his cockhead, and that was all Shoyo needed.
His orgasm swept over him like a wave, pulling him under the rush of pleasure and refusing to let him surface. His lips fell away from Kageyama’s as his head fell back with a wail of his name, hips grinding on Kageyama’s dick and trapping it between his clenching walls. His own cock jumped in Kageyama’s hold, coming so hard that some of his come escaped the tight fingers to splatter against the glass.
He was distantly aware of Kageyama swearing as his body writhed in his arms, only understanding that he was chanting his name in time to his hips jerking against him. Shoyo mewled at the feeling of being filled, Kageyama’s dick reaching deep inside him. “Fuck, fuck, Sho,” Kageyama finally groaned, his forehead falling to Shoyo’s shoulder.
Shoyo could only hum, his throat feeling a touch sore from all of his mindless begging and moaning. His hand slid from Kageyama’s hair to cover the hand that had fallen from his jaw to rest against his collarbones. He wove their fingers together and pressed their hands above his thrumming heart. Kageyama started trailing lazy kisses along his shoulder, making him melt into him even more.
His eyes fluttered open to gaze out of the balcony doors again…only to catch on the mess he’d left on the glass. “Tobi,” he mumbled, just barely mustering the energy to shake the shoulder Kageyama was kissing, “Tobi, we need to”—a yawn threatened to dislocate his jaw—“need to clean up and—mm, shower and stuff.”
Kageyama let out a long, low groan as he reluctantly pulled away. His groan broke into a soft hiss when his half-hard cock slid out of Shoyo, who whined at the feeling of emptiness and Kageyama’s come starting to leak out of his stretched hole. “Get in the shower,” Kageyama muttered, knowing the exact reason for Shoyo’s whine, “I’ll clean this and join you in a sec.”
“Mmkay,” Shoyo agreed, his post-orgasmic daze and exhaustion making him easier than usual.
Just like their love-making, everything in the aftermath happened slowly, and Shoyo felt like he was floating along in a state of half-sleep, only vaguely aware of shampooing dark hair and feeling gentle fingers clean him out. He nearly fell asleep the moment his head hit his pillow, but he somehow managed to stay awake long enough to snuggle into Kageyama and press a slow, lingering kiss to his lips. “Hey,” he murmured as they parted.
“What?”
“I’m gonna marry you one day.” Kageyama blinked at him, slow to understand for a moment, before a smile split across his face that complemented the sunny smile Shoyo could feel pushing at his cheeks.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
Kageyama’s smile turned smug. “I proposed to you twice. That’s two wins for me.”
Shoyo’s smile turned into a pout. “Yeah, well…I let you have this win, cuz my team will be winning the championship!”
“You tell yourself that, dumbass.” Before Shoyo could snap anything back, Kageyama was tugging him close and pressing a kiss to his hair. “Go to sleep already. You were almost falling asleep on my dick out there.”
“So lewd, Tobi.” But Shoyo couldn’t argue, and for once, he didn’t really want to. He much preferred falling asleep with Kageyama in his arms and the smell of his body wash filling his nose.
As he drifted into unconsciousness, one last thought drifted through his mind.
I can’t wait to have this everyday.
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Of Blood and Bonds
Author: suguru_slut
Fandom: Haikyuu
Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Konoha Akinori, (Past) Akaashi Keiji x Bokuto Koutarou
Rating: Mature
Words: 8,400
Summary: Akaashi knew he had to move on. Bokuto was dead, gone, killed in some yakuza territory feud two years ago; he never even got to meet their daughter, Kiyoko, whom Akaashi is now trying to raise on his own. He found help in the laidback, playful and kind yakuza doctor Konoha Akinori, whose feelings towards the single mother have been slowly developing each passing day they spend together taking care of Kiyoko.
Can Akaashi move on from the tragedy and accept his growing feelings for Konoha, or will his inability to let go ruin any future chances of happiness for all of them?
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"I love you" atsumu mutters softly under his breath, being extra careful not to wake you. He honestly doesn't even know when he said the sentence aloud. It's just you and him and your dog. There is not one pair of ears to hear the declaration, yet he spoke it anyway. Maybe it was just something that needed to be said, a truth only heard by the walls and the air and quite possibly the dog (If he can understand) is still true, just unheard. That doesn't matter though, he'll say it once more to you when you wake up, and a few thousand times during the day, mainly just to see you smile your gorgeous, earth shattering smile. The kind of smile that leaves him with tingles from the tips of his faux blonde hair all the way down to his toes. He's just down packed for you and the whole world should know it, even in a room where not a soul can hear it.
"I love you too, 'tsumu"
You didn't even look up after your declaration; you didn't have too to know exactly what atsumu was thinking. It was probably something along the lines of " they really waited that long to say it back and they were awake the whole time!? The little shit."
And just as if you read his mind.
"You little shit. You were awake the whole time and didn't even think to say it back as soon as I said it!?"
It was meant to in a reprimanding tone you suppose. But in all honesty he said it so softly that it sounded quite endearing. Well no matter how he said it you were still going to ignore him, sleep seaming a bit more interesting than conversation. He might have understood that too, choosing stroke your hair and stay quiet than speak up, soon enough he gave in to sleep just a few months before you. Giving you the perfect opportunity to plant a kiss on his jaw and close your eyes to give in too.
Ten minutes later:
Dog: I love yall too❤
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i don't WANT to read smut right now
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
#sirius black blurb#minho tmr x reader#theo nott imagine#theodore nott x reader#haikyuu x reader#barty crouch jr#opla zoro x reader#ushijima x reader#james potter imagine#live action zoro x reader#fanfic#fandom#james potter x reader#kirishima x reader#marauders x reader#remus lupin x reader#remus lupin x reader fluff#sirius black x reader#theo nott x reader#x reader#marauders#marlene mckinnon#dorcas x marlene#marlene mckinnon x reader#wolfstar
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𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐇𝐂𝐒!
Type of writing : Headcannons & fluff
Pairing : tsukishima x reader, kenma x reader, akaashi x reader
Admin's note : tysm for 60 followers! Love you babes! I also might do a part two for this!
Warnings ; none (literally just fluff bro)
❥ 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀
He isn't the type of guy who has any love interests, he finds it kind of boring at the start until he met you!
You were mostly the one who confessed instead of him
He might seem like a brave mf but actually.. Sometimes he might need courage if he actually wants to confess
Most likely confessing over texts/messages since he couldn't bring himself to confess in public or irl 😭
His love language is definitely act of service & quality time
I can headcannon that you and him would have studying dates, arcade dates and bookshop dates!
His nickname for you is "shorty" or "pipsqueak" 💀
If you want to go to have a date with him, I would suggest to go to a intimate quiet relaxing place
He will definitely share you his Spotify playlist
Listen to music while cuddling in bed<3
He isn't a big fan of PDA btw, but if your close with him enough.. He may allow you to hold his hand
(Off topic) speaking of hands.. His hands are veiny and slim 😍
❥ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀
He is definitely more shy than tsukishima
Same as tsukishima, your also the one who is most likely to confess
Honestly I also feel like he doesn't have any love interests at all since he is mostly stuck at playing with his phone
Date ideas are probably arcade dates & cat cafe dates!
He doesn't have any nickname for you, he would just call you by your name
There are some rare occasions that he MIGHT call you "baby" or "angel"
Love language is definitely physical touch
When you can't sleep at night, he will help you to fall asleep by cuddling with you<3
Kuroo is definitely the third-wheel lmao
Idk why but I feel like the both of you would plan to raise a kitten together like a loving happy family! <33
Also not a fan of pda 2.0
But doesn't mind it anyway
❥ 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈
OMG GUYS GUYS GUYS HE'S A GENTLEMAN I SWEARJ
Honestly, the both of you would either confess to each other tbh
He's a bit socially awkward but he's still caring and loving!
Date ideas are feeding the ducks near by a pond & Art Museum dates
Relationship nicknames are "Babe" "baby" "love" "my love"
Love language is physical touch & acts of service
He likes to gift you your favourite flowers in a Boquet!
He also like to gift you a meaningful necklace or an heart-shaped chocolate box<3333
Please don't hurt him he's such a gentleman
Will study with you and tutor you if your struggling with your studies!
Loves it when you visit him during his practices
He doesn't mind PDA, probably a bit of a fan?
He does hugs you quietly or hold your hand in public though but he isn't really that much of a fan!
He doesn't mind it as long as you are comfortable with any!
Admin note 2 : thanks for reading, if I am done with the part two, I will link it here below!
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me seeing that my fav character barely/doesn’t have any fanfics OR imagines
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Soft Touch - Atsumu Drabble
Gnreader // Fluff // Kisses from Atsumu
Kiss1 / Kiss2
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Atsumu kneels in front of you, a sleepy grin on his face as his hands rest on your waist. His lips press softly down your arms before gentle kisses turn and trail to your stomach; all of his love is laid out in kisses to you.
You wrap your legs around him, tentatively pulling him closer as his hands roam upwards and his lips turn to the insides of your thighs.
With a hum of content you slip your hands into Atsumu's curls, brushing fingers through his hair before sliding down further over his back. Your body bends to kiss along Atsumu's shoulders and back as you grab Atsumu's attention when you ease off his t-shirt.
Whilst his shirt falls to the ground, Atsumu takes the moment to look up and change position, he stands whilst gesturing subtly for you to shift backwards. You make room for Atsumu who then sits close in front of you, his hands resting on your thigh as he looks up with the gentlest of looks.
Atsumu's hand finds yours and there's a love struck smirk on his face as he leans forward, whispering into your ear.
"Yer so wonderful," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the side of your cheek. You let out a quiet puff of air before Atsumu gives another kiss, this time to your lips.
You give back soft kisses to his lips, down to his neck and chest; a hand running over his back, drawing a line up his spine and pulling a quiet sigh from between kisses. You lean further into Atsumu's body, loving the touch of his hands and lips and fast beating of his heart.
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my masterlist
soft kisses playlist
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All I Need Is You
Bokuto x reader
1,178 words
It was a well-deserved break. Bokuto had had a long season of volleyball with MSBY. It was his idea to take a camping trip with you. Just the two of you. You felt that you deserved it too. You’d woken up with him for early morning practices, brought snacks and occasional dinners to practices that ran late, and faithfully attended every game whether it was home or away. You’d both thoroughly enjoyed the season, but you each took a breath of relief when the final game of the season was over.
Bokuto had approached you with this idea a few weeks before the season ended, a weekend getaway in the mountains together. You’d made sure to reserve the cute little cabin, pack all the food and snacks you needed, and do your research on fun activities in the area while Bokuto focused on his games and practices. You didn’t mind, you found that you enjoyed making all the pieces fit together to ensure a perfect weekend. It wasn’t too hard, and the look on your boyfriend’s face when you surprised him with a packed car and a plan to leave the next morning was beyond worth it.
You breathed a sigh of relief the following morning when you started the car, ready to begin your relaxing weekend. That sigh of relief was quickly regretted when you got a flat tire less than thirty minutes into your trip. Thankfully you had a spare tire and your boyfriend knew exactly what to do. When you were back on the road, Bokuto realized the GPS was taking the two of you in the wrong direction, and surely enough it wasn’t programmed to the correct address. After turning around and taking several wrong turns trying to get to the right path, you two were set. You drove for a while longer before asking Bokuto to take a turn. The two of you pull into a gas station where he fills up the car while you pull a few snacks to share out of the back. When you’re both situated again, the car won’t start. Thankfully, someone nearby was able to jumpstart your car, but your frustration had started to bubble up.
The two of you made it some time later with a couple other difficulties, but you made it nonetheless. Bokuto ushers you inside to get cozy on the couch, able to read your frustration on your face, while he unloads the car and begins unpacking. As you watch your hunk of a boyfriend carry your luggage in, you try that sigh of relief one more time.
“Thank you.” You say, looking up at Bokuto as he walks back into the cozy living room of the cabin you chose.
He plops down next to you, swinging to lay down across your lap, smiling up at you as you instinctively run your fingers through his wild hair. “Anything for my sweetheart.”
You smile, instantly reminded of why you did all the work to make this weekend happen and why you stand with him every time you can. “I’m lucky to have you.”
“Come on, you know it’s the other way around.” He says, flashing his biggest smile up at you before leaning up to kiss you. “Now what plans does my baby have for us today?”
“We were supposed to go kayaking earlier, but since it took so long for us to get here we missed it.”
“Who needs kayaking anyway? No biggie, what else?”
“I planned for us to make lunch here and then go on a hike.”
“That” he starts, leaning up to peck your lips again, “sounds amazing.”
So that’s what you do. There isn’t much trouble as you pack your lunches and head to the nearby mountain trail, until you realize at the top of the mountain that you forgot to put the lunches in your bags. All you two had brought was a handful of granola bars, which your boyfriend had been happily munching on the entire way up the trail. After only eating the snacks you had in the car, going through everything you’d been through today, and hiking this trail that you chose because you wanted your boyfriend to feel exhilarated, even though it was a little much for you, your frustration boiled over after both you and Bokuto rummaged through your bags in search of any other snacks.
“Oh my god.”
“Please don’t be mad.”
“Oh my god.”
“It was a mistake I promise.”
“Oh mY GOD!”
“I’m sorry-”
“yOU ATE ALL THE GRANOLA BARS?!”
“I didn’t realize-“
You step away, turning to face a tree, putting your head in your hands and taking a few deep breaths to steady yourself. After a few repetitions of counting to thirty and back down, you realize how silly this problem was, and past that, you realize that you were wrong to yell at your boyfriend. You turn around, an apology ready, but it gets caught in your throat when you see Bokuto. His hair is droopy, his frown is deep, and you think you see glints of tears in his eyes. You rush to hug him, and he wraps his arms tightly around you as well, holding you so close you think he could crack a rib, but you just hug back tighter.
“I’m so sorry, Bo.” You mumble against his broad chest. “I’m so sorry that I yelled at you and I’m so sorry that I made you sad and I’m so sorry that I blamed you for the granola bars even though it was my fault that we don’t have lunch,” you take in a shaky breath as your own tears begin to fall, “and I’m so sorry that this weekend is already so awful.”
“No, I’m sorry. I know you worked so hard for this weekend, and I know it feels like everything is going wrong. I’m sorry that this is happening and I wish that I could solve every single problem we come across so that you never have to feel like this again. I just want you to be happy and get to relax.” He replies, kissing the top of your head. “I know how it feels to have things go wrong, and I know how easy it is to let your emotions overcome you when it feels like too much. I’m not mad at you. I’m not upset with you. I love you, and we’re gonna work together to have a great weekend, okay?” He asks, pulling away to see your face, frowning again when he sees your tears. He gently wipes your eyes and cheeks. “We’re the dream team, we’re gonna be alright no matter what.”
You nod and press your face back into his chest. “Can we just stay like this for a little bit longer?”
He kisses the top of your head again. “I’m here for as long as you want. Let’s spend the rest of the day at the cabin, yeah? I don’t need all the activities to have a fun weekend. All I need is you.”
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not for science
March TsukkiYama Week Day 3: Mermaid/Merman AU
Tags: Merpeople, Modern with Magic, Academic Research
Rated T, 2.6k words
Summary:
Tadashi studies the ocean floor. Kei studies Tadashi.
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