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[2:18 PM] Miya Osamu A/B/O
Hello - sorry for temporarily abandoning you all. I've been needing lots of motivation to finish WYE. Thought in the meantime, I could get reinspired again... and this is what I got. Completely smutty alpha Osamu.
Warning: My A/B/O works are never safe for work... completely explicit content that I'm wondering what is wrong with me lol. If you're new, do check out the other HQ and JJK A/B/O works too in my masterlist.
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Osamu sighed for the millionth time, running a hand through his gray mane. His dark brown-black roots were beginning to grow longer each day lately he has not cared to touch up the artificial color.
His mind has been preoccupied with Y/l/n Y/f/n.
Every second, minute, and hour of the day.
He has been making minor mistakes throughout the day, making his employees concerned.
His second in command had to kick him out, telling him to take a couple of days off.
“I can sort of detect your pheromones. Are going into a rut soon?” Hanzo asked, he is an alpha too.
Osamu groaned, losing track of his cycle. “Yeah, I’m due for it.” He stood up, “I should hurry and get out of here before I make the rest of you guys uncomfortable. Please take care of the restaurant for me, Hanzo.”
Hanzo saluted and watched his boss slip out the back door.
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Osamu groaned as he ejaculated all over his hand for the second time. He barely made it through his apartment doors when he pulled his straining cock out to find relief.
His breath is uneven and he stumbled straight into the bathroom to wash his hands before searching for his medications. It felt different, stronger, and uncontrollable this time around.
His eyes widened when the cartridge was empty.
He couldn’t go out, shouldn’t go out when he couldn’t control his pheromone at the moment.
Osamu let out a deep breath, “I’ll be okay without them, I did fine last time.” The tiny voice in his head whispered, yeah, before you met Y/n.
His body was heating up, he fumbled to strip his black shirt off, tossing it on the ground as he stumbled into his bedroom. Immediately searched for the few clothing items she had left over at his place. The lightbulb in his head lit up when he remembered she tossed her worn dirty clothes in his hamper a few days ago. “Ah,” he sighed in relief and brought her panties to his nose, inhaling deeply.
His fist wrapped around his cock again and began pumping fast.
He needed Y/n.
Only her.
His cum shot out, dripping off his hand and onto the floor.
“’Samu?” He lifted his head, her panties still smothered against his nose. Was he hallucinating by seeing Y/n stand in the doorway?
He’s finally gone mad.
Osamu lifted one hand out towards her, his eyes hooded as he tried to focus them on her. “Y/n….” He sensed her hesitating and stumbled to stand back on his feet. His cock was still hard even after cumming three times, it bounced against his happy trail of hair. It was now thicker and longer than before. He was excited to see his Y/n. “Y/n… please… I need you.” His feet stumble as if he was drunk.
“Osamu,” she murmured, “you – you’re in your rut cycle…” her breathing became rugged as his pheromone began affecting her.
“I need – I need you…” he begged, “you’re the only one… I only want you… you my omega.”
Y/n flinched, choking on her breath as her body began to heat up. She gripped a hand over her heart, trying to control her breathing. “N – no…” Her knees trembled as she tried to press her thighs tightly together. The ache between her legs intensifies by the second. “’Samu…” she looked up and Osamu’s brown eyes were now golden-yellow, an obvious sign an alpha is in a full-blown rut.
“Y/n, my love,” he smiled, his voice full of sweetness, “my omega, right?” He cupped her cheek, his eyes shutting at skin-to-skin contact. He opened his eyes, “my omega, right, Y/n?”
She gripped his wrist, feeling his pheromone seeping through her skin. “Ye – yes… yours…”
“My what?”
Her other hand reached out to wrap around his cock, “your omega. I am your omega, alpha.”
His arm is around her tiny waist, tugging her against his chiseled body. Osamu’s mouth is on hers, tongue slipping past her lips to dance with hers. Her sweet moans ring like a melody and he wants to hear it for the rest of his life.
Osamu hoists Y/n up, carrying her to his bed. He set her back on her feet and began undressing her. His fingers working at a speed she couldn’t even keep track of which piece was coming off.
“’Samu,” she called his name softly, “I’m not going anywhere…” She placed a palm over his beating heart, feeling it thump. She released her pheromone and immediately felt him relax.
“More,” his voice is low and rough, he inhaled deeply.
Her pheromone mixed with his, creating a new euphoric ambiance.
“Ah!” Y/n gripped Osamu’s shoulders, being lifted off her feet again as he carried her to the middle of his bed. He gently placed her down on her back before pulling the remaining of his pants and boxer off.
Each time Osamu breathed, his cock twitched.
Y/n lift herself upward and reached for his cock, wrapping both hands around it and stroking it. “It’s bigger… than usual.” She glanced up at him with doe-like eyes, “will… it fit?”
The first time she took Osamu’s cock, she was nearly expanded beyond her imagination. It took a few times before her pussy finally molded to fit his cock.
The hint of pride was evident on Osamu’s smile, “it will fit, you were meant for me. You were meant to take my cock and you will take my knot too.”
“I’ve never been knotted before,” her statement was innocent but it was fuel to rile up Osamu. He was even more eager than ever to knot her at that moment.
His fingers brushed her hair out of the way before tilting her chin, “I will knot you as many times over until you become pregnant.” Something flickered in her eyes and Osamu pressed her onto her back, anchoring her petite small omega body beneath his large alpha body. “You are mine, Y/n, my omega… mine to fuck, to love, and to breed over and over… right?”
She bit down on her lower lip.
“Submit to me, Y/n,” he growled with a quiet but soft tone. “Say you’re mine to fuck, love, and breed.” His hand reached between her legs, and three of his thick fingers breached and penetrated her. Her tight walls hugged his fingers and he released more of his pheromone, instantly feeling her relax. They began thrusting in and out of her pussy, soaking his fingers to his knuckles before he slipped a fourth finger, making sure to stretch her wide for his rutted cock.
“Yes,” she murmured, her eyes shut as she fully submitted.
Osamu smiled widely, pecking her lips, “open your eyes and say it, tell me what I want to hear. Tell your alpha what he wants to hear…”
Her pussy clenched around his fingers hearing him speak in such a way. Her eyes opened and she gazed directly into his, her hand cupping his face. “I’m yours… yours to fuck… to love…”
“And breed?” He questioned, the tip of his nose trailing along her neck as he inhaled her scent emitted more sweetness than usual now that she had fully submitted to him. “I will breed you tonight, Y/n, take my word for it. You will never leave my home now without my scent on you, everyone will know you are mine.” His teeth bared, hovering over the sweat glands. “I will mark you mine for eternity. I will make you pregnant by the end of the night.” Her pussy fluttered around his fingers, and he pulled them out, coating her essence on his cock. “Answer me, Y/n.”
“Yes, breed me. Mark me… I’m yours. All yours.” She lifted her hip, “fuck me, ‘Samu… I need you…”
Osamu grabbed his aching cock and pressed it to her pulsing entrance before thrusting fully deep inside her. His head is thrown back as he groans her name. “Fuck, you’re so tight… so tight for me.” His fingers gripped her waist as his hips began moving in a steady rhythm.
His eyes lazily gaze down, mesmerized at how his thick cock would appear and disappear in her sweet pussy. Because it was his rut-cock, his size was enormous than usual, allowing him to see a visible outline where his cock was nestling inside of her. This was his first time seeing her belly bulge form from his cock.
Osamu admit he had a thick and long cock, and during his rut cycle, the size increased twice as much. He enjoyed watching his past partners struggle to take him and get off from the size of his cock. His size kink increased until he met Y/n.
She was the smallest of his partners. Rather than finding joy and excitement like he normally would, Osamu was nervous that Y/n wouldn’t be able to take his size. She struggled to take his cock the first time even when he took it slow and tried to be as gentle as possible. Though she was in pain, she still encouraged him to continue. Osamu had never felt the unfamiliar spark in his heart for someone until her.
She was the first person he held afterward, refusing to let her leave. When he woke up, she was gone with no trace at all. He did not know where to even start to search for her. They had encountered each other at one of those weekend events that alphas and omegas attended to search for their next cycle partner.
Osamu couldn’t take his eyes off her when she entered the room with two other girls. Her hair was in a high bun and she wore a simple dress that came down to her knees. They finally made eye contact from across the room and she winked at him before looking away.
That was Osamu’s cue to make the move.
He attended the next event, in hopes of running into her again but he was let down by the end of the night.
Weeks later he succumbed to a deep despair. His employees tipped toed around him, feeling like he was a ticking time bomb. No one knew what to do or how to help their boss.
Until their blessing entered the shop…
The onigiri slipped from Osamu’s hand and everyone stared at him confused and before anyone could ask him what was wrong, he was out of the kitchen. They all scurried after him and peeked through the curtains to see what startled him.
Standing before their boss was a pretty omega, staring at him with the same shocked expression. Her expression softened and she smiled, “hey, you.”
Osamu truly believed Y/n was his fated partner. She had been looking for him as well.
“I regretted leaving, I’ve never experienced such emotions and left my heart with you that night.” She cupped his face later that day, bringing him in for a deep kiss. “I don’t want to be without you again.”
They got to get to know one another, the proper way. Osamu took her out on dates and after the fourth one, he officially asked her out.
He was dying by the second as she teased him, contemplating on his offer before saying yes.
“Only if you make me cum,” she teased against his lips.
And he did, thrice.
“’Samu,” Y/n mewed, grabbing his wrists. Osamu is a master of her body, inside and out. He knew when she was ready to cum. “’Samu… please.”
“You ready to cum, baby?” he cooed, fastening his pace. He spread her legs wider, pushing her knees into the mattress. He shifted over her, slamming his cock deep and hard, his room echoing with skin on skin. He had control over her body, he has trained her to only cum on his command. Her walls began to tighten around his cock and her moans amplifies. “Okay, you can cum… cum for me…”
As soon as her pussy wall tightens and trembles around his cock, his cock explodes, shooting his thick load of seed into her womb.
He withdraws gently, watching his seed gush out like a waterfall instantly. Osamu quickly flipped her over, shifting her lower body upward. His cock is impaling her once again.
“’Samu – oh! Wait…” Y/n reached a hand behind to push against his abdomen but it was futile. He gripped her hips tightly, pounding into her from behind at a faster speed than seconds ago.
He leaned forward, his large frame easily towering over her. He licked her shoulder blade up to the sweet gland that was now emitting a heady aroma, one that was causing his mouth to water.
Osamu’s hands found her small ones and he threaded his fingers through hers, “need to mark you…”
Though he just came, he was ready for a second round. He spread her thighs wider, angling her so that he could reach her cervix. He groaned when the tip of his cock pushed against the secret opening of her cervix. “Need to knot… need to knot my omega…”
The cervix opening had the ability to stimulate the tip of an alpha’s cock. The tip becomes redder, and thicker to be able to lock the potent seed in the womb to ensure breeding was successful.
To prove, Osamu winced when the tip of his cock enlarges, he felt every ridge of Y/n’s pussy walls.
Y/n felt it herself, she whimpered into his pillow, her thighs widening and hips lifted to find comfort in the bulbous tip enlarging inside of her. She can feel it poking her cervix entrance, simulating and forcing entry.
As soon as the tip broke the barrier and her cervix opened allowing entrance, his knot inflated and filled her womb. Osamu took the opportunity to sink his teeth into her skin, over the sweet gland, breaking the skin so his essence could now mix with hers.
This will tie her forever to him.
It is natural her body will fight against him, he quickly shifted them onto their side, lifting her leg over his to keep pressure off the knot. His cock was still ejaculating, filling her womb beyond its limit. Glancing over, he can see her lower belly bulging almost as if she was already pregnant.
“Shh, it's okay,” he cooed, he licked her mark to cool the broken skin. He released his pheromone to calm her down.
Once mated, an alpha’s pheromone can provide more than before. It is the only medicine that will help their omega.
Her whimpers quieted down but she hugged his arm tightly. “It hurts…” she murmured, “too much…”
“I know, baby. I know. I’m sorry. You will get used to it. Only you can handle my knot. Only you…” He kissed her temple. They lay there in silence, just enjoying the quietness of each other’s breathing. “I love you.” He had yet to speak those words to her, but he felt this was a perfect time to tell her. “I think I have loved you from the first time I met you.”
Y/n kissed his bicep, “I love you too, Miya Osamu.” The romantic moment was ruined when his hand began to fondle her breast. She playfully slapped his hand but it remained, he squeezed them, sending a jolt down to her pussy. “Stop…”
Osamu groaned, feeling her squeezing around his sensitive cock. “I didn’t get to give them attention today,” he reached to cup the other side, flickering her perky nipple.
“Leave my small tits alone,” she demanded, yet moaning and squirming under his touch.
His knot had slightly deflated but she was still extremely uncomfortable from being plugged up with his cum.
“I love your small tits,” he kissed her neck, making sure to lick her mark. “It’s my third favorite thing about you.”
“Third?”
“Yep, first is your face, second is your pussy and third are your small tits.”
Y/n burst out laughing. “Well, I hear they do get bigger… once I become pregnant.”
One of Osamu’s hand slides down her front and rest against her bulging belly. “Yes, I promised I’ll breed you until you’re pregnant.” He tugged her closer, spooning her small frame. “They will get bigger with milk for you to feed me.”
“You?” she laughed.
“Well, one side, the baby will have to share one side with me.”
Weeks later, she found out she was expecting twins.
“Fine, I guess I’ll just have to eat your pussy while you breastfeed them.”
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E/n: he sooooo nasty I love it.
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Miya Osamu <3
“Samu…Samu…Don’t look directly, but I can see your doppelganger… just behind you.”
You and your sweet, loving, handsome, onigiri man of a boyfriend were on a night date in the street of Shibuya. Osamu was busy in choosing what to eat first, while you took pictures. Suddenly you saw Osamu’s clown toghether with a curly haired, bitch-faced man, an orange head and an owl faced beefy boy.
To say that you were shocked would be an understatement. A guy… or I should say Samu’s clown was chatting with his friends just few meters behind your boyfriend, only his hair's more blonde, and his vibe's more... clownish.
“Doppelganger ??? what do you even me-” “CAN’T YOU FUCKING WHISPER ?? AND DON’T LOOK LIKE THAT. BE MORE SUBTLE.” you whisper yelled.
Suddenly the doppelganger looked in your direction and frowned comically and advanced towards you.
“OH MY GOSH, SAMUUUU, HE'S COMING... HE'S COMING THIS WAY!”
Samu quickly looked into the direction, and unlike you he was frowning ??? similarly like his doppelganger ??? what the heck was going on. Was there some kind of invisible mirror thing that you couldn’t see.
Even the doppelganger's buddies seem cool, like they're in on the joke.
The doppelganger was now, standing in front of you and looking at your boyfriend, like he was communicating with his eyes. Before anyone could say anything…
“OMYGODOMYGODOMYGOD… CAN I TAKE A PICTURE WITH YOU SIR ????”
All eyes are on you, but who cares? It's not every day you meet your boyfriend's mirror image.
“Oh.. of course cutie, are you a fan ??”
“Well, I’m a human but I’ve never seen my boyfriend’s clown my entire life.” you giggled like a kid.
“DON’T DO THAT”. That ‘DOPPELGANGER’ yelled at your boyfriend.
“I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING.”
“YOU ARE MAKING GOO-GOO EYES AT HER. LIKE YOU MAKE AT FOOD.”
“I AM NOT.”
“YES YOU ARE”
All you could hear for next fifteen minutes was funny curse words and skin slapping sounds. Meanwhile, the curly-haired dude shoots you a concerned look.
“Ohhhh… so you are his big brother. Nice to meet you Tsum, I’m y/n, Samu’s s/o.”
Unlike your fictional brain, the ‘DOPPELGANGER’ turned out to be your boyfriend’s twin brother.
“Nice to meet you too y/n/n” Atsumu showed his signature smirk.
“IT’S MIYA TO YOU AND IT’S Y/L/N TO YOU.”
"WHAT THE HECK, BASTARD? AM I SOME GIRLFRIEND STEALER?"
"MORE LIKE AN UNINVITED DATE CRASHER."
"AT LEAST I'M EYE CANDY."
"YEAH, WELL, MOM LIKES ME MORE."
More insults fly, more slaps echo, and the furniture starts to question its life choices. Meeting your boyfriend's twin? Not too shabby after all.
Keys -
y/n - your name
s/o - sgnificant other
y/n/n - your nick name
y/l/n - your last name
Requests are open
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Halooo!!!
Can I have some headcanons on what's it like being the miya twin's little sister? Like how each act with their sis and all? (who also may or may not have a crush on sakusa hehe)
Hmmm! Okay! I’ll try this out! Been a while since I’ve even touched Haikyuu so let’s see if I remember the Miya Twins enough to write for them! Also… these pretty short tbh! Sorry! Hope, it’s okay!
Older Brothers! Osamu Miya and Atsumu Miya
God. You think the Miya Twins being just with each other is bad enough? Nope. It’s even more chaotic when you throw their little sister into the bunch. It’s a big ball of mess and disaster
Osamu prefers you to be independent and teaches you to cook so you can care for yourself. Atsumu, on the other hand, wants you to always rely on him so he can take care of you
Hence why the twins bicker and fight over you. They have contrasting ways of treating you and it annoys both of them. Osamu is more responsible and level-headed whilst Atsumu is more wild and rambunctious. Osamu bonds with you over painting and café hangouts, Atsumu bonds with you over arcade visits and general mischief
Osamu wants his little sister to behave as a good, functional, well-mannered lady of society whilst Atsumu believes his twin is trying to control their sister and tries to encourage you to be whoever you want to be. Osamu doesn’t like his twin trying to support their sister being destructive
Like with the laidback and stern parent. You got the laidback older brother and the stern older brother. Atsumu treats you like a old friend and doesn’t mind being so open and casual like Osamu is more like a protective momma bear and wants you to never take influence from Atsumu
I swear. Osamu isn’t controlling, he just wants the best for you. He just can’t keep his twin from convincing you to go rob a store— go hold Aran at gunpoint— go have fun by pulling a prank on Sakusa
Speaking on Sakusa. Your brothers are not happy with your crush on Sakusa. You’re younger than him and he is so bland and lifeless. You deserve so much better and detaching you from this crush is one of the only times Osamu and Atsumu will willingly work together, instead of fighting over opposing views. They both agree you deserve better than their own teammate
Should Sakusa even just talk to you, Osamu and Atsumu are pouncing on him right away and trying to threaten his ass into avoiding you like the plague. It’s protective, loving intentions but wrongly executed big brother behaviour(whilst Atsumu has it worst, Osamu is as tame as possible). You wish they weren’t so protective over you…
Osamu prefers handholding where you have your own space, Atsumu loves holding by the shoulder so there is no personal space
Osamu is very proud but hides it under his mellow, strong character whilst Atsumu acts on his pride and brags. Anytime you win a reward, Osamu’s recording you getting the reward for both himself and his parents to admire whilst Atsumu is being your biggest cheerleader, loud and wildly calling out your praises
The Twins would prefer you do not watch their Volleyball match practice but do attend their official games. Having your approval and feeling your pride towards them helps make them feel unstoppable
Overall. These brothers have contrasting treatment of you but the things they share is that they love you so much, that they’ll support and adore you, that they’ll always protect you and that you’re better than everybody around you
It’s pretty cute how affectionate and lovey-dovey and cuddly these twins are to you. Atsumu will express his affections outloud and in public with no shame, Osamu prefers to do it in private, domestic locations since his self-awareness is too high and his protectiveness is as high
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"i can't believe you got in a fight.”
“he hit me first, you just expect me to stand there and take that?"
a small chuckle leaves his mouth at your choice of words, standing between you parted legs osamu has been patching you up after a ‘small mishap’ with one of your classmates.
"obviously not, its just…" his voice trails off as he rummages around in the first aid kit until he finds an alcohol wipe, gently tearing it open before swiping it across your cheek, you wince in discomfort and he gives you an apologetic look. "sorry — its just, you're not really the type to hit someone, like i know you can defend yourself but cmon, you knocked him out."
"deserved."
"you really are something else." he laughs as he starts to dig around to find something else to slather over your face.
"thankyou."
"not a compliment."
“i'm gonna take it as one."
"i knew you would."
"yeah yeah whatever, you would have done the same.”
“oh yeah totally.” he picks up a tube of antibacterial cream and gently starts to apply it to the cut on your cheek, making sure to be extra careful as to not put too much.
“thankyou by the way.” he tilts his head up to look you in the eye for a split second before focusing back on the cream in his hand.
"hm?"
"for cleaning me up and that, thankyou."
"yeah well you probably wouldn't have, the blood would just be dried up all over your hands and face.”
"oh shut up," you let out a light laugh and by god you sound amazing "i'm not that bad."
"sure, whatever you say.”
the room elopes in silence — comfortable silence, the kind where you're not too worried if someone speaks or not, and yet you do.
"say, how long have you been dying your hair?"
"oh, i'm not sure, wh-" his words are cut short as he feels your hands snake up his undercut and into the dyed strands atop his head. shit he thinks, he so badly wants to look up at you, but he knows that if he does he won't be able to look away.
"it's really soft, what conditioner do you use? it must be good for it to not be completely dead."
"yeah." he stutters slightly, but just enough that you might not have been able to hear it. god he hopes you didn't hear it.
he still doesn't answer your question, staying quiet for a good minute or so before you decide to take action. gently tugging at his hair, an indication for him to look at you, he puts down whatever he was fiddling with and his eyes meet yours. they're a lot wider than normal, he almost looks scared, but from the dusting of pink spread across his cheeks you can tell it's something different. hes nervous.
“osamu, did you hear me?” the way you’re lightly scratching at his scalp turns him to putty in your hands. “i asked you a question.”
“uhm..i started dying it when i was like 13? so about 5 years now. and whatever conditioner my ma brings home.” you hum in approval as you continue to mess around with his hair.
“you know…i should probably finish bandaging you up.” he makes a start at grabbing some plasters to put over your bruised and bloody knuckles, avoiding eye contact even harder than before.
“wow, you wanna get rid of me that quickly? youre cold osamu.”
thats gets him to look at you.
“i never said that.”
“dont act dumb now, i heard you loud and clear.”
“youre putting words in my mouth.”
“oh so you’re accusing me now? this isnt the osamu i know and love.” as soon as that last word falls from your lips osamu burns a crimson red from his face to his neck and probably lower, choking on his spit and trying to catch his breath. if only you had your phone on you.
“you what?” he can finally speak by the looks of it.
“i love you. dont act like you didnt know.”
“yn, tell me youre joking.”
“are you rejecting me right now? thats a mean way to do it dont you think?”
“are you kidding me? ive had a crush on you since we were 15.”
“i know, why dont you do something about it?” you say with a sly smirk. he still looks on edge at the whole interaction, but theres no time like the present.
he lifts up his large and calloused hands to grab both sides of your face before bringing you into a sweet but passionate kiss, it doesnt last long as you are both conscious of the fact that anyone could walk into the schools medical room, but it is just enough to leave you both satisfied after years of pining. pulling away you are met with that boyish smile you fell in love with all those years ago.
“now that i think about it, im kinda glad you got into that fight…”
“so am i.”
#the end is very rushed so just ignore that#this has been in my drafts for months and i got sick of looking at it LMAO#i hate drabbles so much#this didnt turn out the way i wanted it to at all#lav.posts♡#haikyuu#hq x you#hq imagines#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fluff#osamu x reader#osamu x y/n#miya osamu#miya osamu x reader#hq osamu#hq miya osamu#haikyuu miya osamu#miya osamu imagine#osamu imagine#osamu drabble#haikyuu osamu#osamu x you
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Soft
I wrote this more as a female reader but a lot of them aren’t strictly that! And this is all about chubby reader because there is a lack of that.
Contains: Iwaizumi Hajime, Matsukawa Issei, Azumane Asahi, Nishinoya Yuu, Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Hinata Shoyo, Ukai Keishin, Tsukishima Akiteru, Yamamoto Taketora, Aone Takanobu, Miya Osamu, Kita Shinsuke, Aran Ojiro, Bokuto Koutaro
Iwaizumi Hajime: He wouldn't mind anything but he tends to be drawn to thicker people. He loves how soft a chubbier partner would be compared to his hard muscular build. He also loves to leave marks and that means more marks on a chubby partner. Bonus points if you are shorter than him. He thinks you'd look angelic in anything and nothing.
Matsukawa Issei: Large boy requires soft, small partner. Thighs with some tummy chub are his weakness. He like's how your body would mold to his hands. He'd be lying to himself if he said he didn’t.
Azumane Asahi: He is a large teddy bear and he would be open to anyone. Though, like Iwaizumi, he loves how their body would feel under him. Nuzzling into the side of their neck is his favorite. Also, he would love to design things specifically for you body type and have you model it.
Nishinoya Yuu: THIS BOY IS ALL ABOUT PRETTY PEOPLE. He isn't picky, he just wants to worship the ground you walk on. If you are taller than him his favorite spot to cuddle into is your chest. Soft and warm on either side of his head/face.
Sawamura Daichi: not a picky one but he does love the squish. He loves the way thigh highs sculpt your thighs and how some of your body squishes out of certain garments. Gifts thigh highs and garter belts just to see how they squeeze the thigh meat you have.
Sugawara Koushi: He loves how his fingers indent in soft flesh. He thinks it's perfect cuddle conditions and will make sure you know you're loved. He may be chaotic and sassy but you are his #1 priority and will make you feel as if you belong.
Hinata shoyo: He doesn't discriminate. Hell, he spent most his life being shit on for his height. He won't let some chub get in the way of his loving on you. Drinks his respect women juice thanks to having a mom and a sister he's close to.
Ukai Keishin: He doesn't care but he is almost always drawn to chubby girls. He'd probably think you are sturdier and loves the feeling of a soft body under his muscled one. He is a kinky bitch and having more flesh to mark is great for him.
Tsukishima Akiteru: He is a kind soul who doesn't care what you look like, the extra squish you would have is just the cherry on top.
Yamamoto Taketora: Another one who would bow down to you. No matter the shape of his partner he would show you he appreciates you every second he can. Gives him something to keep his hands busy if you guys are just watching TV or something.
Aone Takanobu: Another teddy bear. Let him carry you around the house, he'd think it's adorable. Warm and soft is all he is locked onto and he will make sure you know he loves even the chub on you. He loves you for you because he knows that being judge mental towards appearances is not great.
Miya Osamu: He loves a person who can eat. The squish is just an addition he loves. He is another one who feels like the squish is extra padding to manhandle. You would be his designated taste tester. No one is allowed to make fun of you in his presence even if it's just friendly banter, ESPECIALLY HIS TWIN.
Kita Shinsuke: First, I must say, what a king. He respects women and wouldn't even think about your weight, he might even like some chub. He doesn't understand why but the thought of a plush body next to him or even on him make his brain go 'brrrrrr'. I don't see him having trouble manhandling you before or after high school due to him being a country boy with his rice.
Ojiro Aran: Again, yet another king. He had years of dealing with the twins' bullshit for years so some extra weight on his partner is not a problem. Show up to a game of his in his jersey paired with thigh-highs you might break him if he sees. Thankfully he only sees after their game, despite how much he loves you and has seen you in less, he almost fainted. Iwaizumi could be heard laughing at him from the hallway.
Bokuto Koutoro: He has stated that he likes women on the chubbier side. He also has two older sister's that have told him it isn't all about looks. He is mvp of repsecting women. He probably would be happy no matter your weight because it's your personality and not your body he's in a relationship with.
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osamu winces in pain as you dab an alcohol pad on the little cut on his finger. he purposely does so, so you’d take your time bandaging it up because frankly, he adores it when you show this tender side of yourself especially around him.
“you’ve gotta be more careful next time, love.” you note while applying some neomycin on his little injury.
osamu pouts, “but ya were almost home n’ i wanted to have dinner made before ya got here.”
“you didn’t have to baby. don’t want you rushing when chopping vegetables!” you softly exclaim followed by a soft chuckle.
“i know… ‘m sorry.” he genuinely apologizes while watching you carefully wrap the bandaid around his finger.
“it’s okay.” you sigh. “i just don’t want you getting hurt.”
he silently nods and watches the careful expression on your face as you make sure his wound is securely wrapped.
dead silence fills the room for a quick moment, but all you can hear is your boyfriend’s soft, steady breaths.
“…i can feel you staring at me samu.”
“oh.. oops. ya just look so pretty.” he admits. “i mean.. ya always do, but erm yeah.. ya get it. anyway… thanks.”
his sudden meekness causes you to giggle in response. “you’re so cute,” you say and tenderly press a kiss on his finger, “…and careless.”
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Almost - 1
"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"
warnings: afab!reader, NSFW 18+ content MDNI, mentions of heavy drinking and getting drunk, drunken fluff, drunk foreplay inc. dry humping, oral fem!receiving, cheating(?), pining, angst, comfort (?), stupidly complicated, surprising and agitating
part 1 - 8.4k words ; part 2 - 6.7k words
A Miya Osamu x reader ft Miya Atsumu one shot, is this one shot?
a/n: y'all can cuss me on this piece LMAO, more clues, read between the lines and you might pick up more clues
Blaring beats, an ocean of alcohol and drunk people, intoxicating smell, annoying big feet of people not being kind on your own, flirty gestures, incessant stranger grindings, travelling hands.
Ugh.
"Drink."
You shouted at your friend's ear and you didn't wait for her to respond. She's busy with someone else, you doubted she heard you. You rolled your eyes as you made your way to the bar counter, dodging people along the way.
You were with five friends when you got here, and now, the only friend you're with is dancing and grinding with someone else, leaving you to yourself. You wanted to go home. Why did you even give this bar hopping a chance? You still have reports to finish. You kinda regret having an apartment so close to the nightlife alleys of Osaka.
"Y/n, it's going to be fun, come on!"
"Don't be a KJ. Let's goooo~"
"Unwind, Y/n. Go out there and flirt!"
And the last one just offered you a laugh because she knows you're giving in all the same.
You pursed your lips as the bar counter comes to view. You ran a hand on your bare face and fixed your topー
ーthen you saw that hair you'll recognize anywhere.
Done with this part? Go to part 2.
You stuttered in your steps, the other alcohol creatures blurring, eyesight focused on his hair and built, the expanse of his back. Your breath quickened and your feet turned to the door's direction, heartbeats louder than the bar's music.
"'Samuuuu~ that 'ya?"
Fucking shit.
Out of the door., Y/n.
"'am with friendsss, 'ya know them~"
Fuck. Fuck!
FASTER!
"Oh! One's there! Y/n~"
I'm gonna kill her later., you thought as you turned around. The last thing you wanted to happen is him getting suspicious about you avoiding him and his fucking Miya ego.
Your lip twitched at your friend who's giggling now, making distance from the man, giving you space in between. You unconsciously cleared your throat before settling down, fiddling your fingers as you waited for somethingーanything. Until your friend groaned at your side.
"Two stiffs!" She laughed and wobbled out of her high chair. One hand combing her hair back, she flashed a lopsided smile, can't even see straight. "Alright, 'am gonna dance~ 'Samuu~ keep her company, 'yea?"
Furrowing your brows, you looked over your shoulder as your eyes followed her, not even waiting for Miya Osamu to respond. You let out a shaky laugh as you faced the counter again, the bartender eyeing you from the other end if you might want him to whip you a drink.
"What are 'ya drinkin'?" Really, Y/n? Is that your first line of conversation after so many years?
"Sum'thin' ta get me drunk?" Of course.
You smiled awkwardly at the bartender as he makes his way to your direction, "Can 'ya give me more of his drink?"
"ThーThat's notー" You didn't miss the fast flicker of the bartender's eyes to Osamu for a moment. "That's not a ladies' drink, miss? And it's a mix just e-exclusive for S-sir Osamu?"
You raised a brow at that stuttering from the bartender. "So you're a regular here? And why can't I drink tha' mix? I'm a grown up now. We're both 19."
Osamu scoffed, taking a sip of his drink. Your eyes reveled at the drinking side-profile of this disgustingly attractive man, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulped down his sip. You saw how his tongue peeked through his lips to lick the smeared mix, you sucked a breath and closed your eyes momentarily as you saw him in Osamu.
"Give 'er 2 of this, Rami. She's a grown up, she says."
"Thought 'ya were stayin' in Miyagi?"
You started a futile topic as you waited for your drink. But futile? Your brows shot up when he side-eyed you while tipping his shot glass to his lips, you nearly smirked. He's still the same old Osamu 2 years ago. Everything about her invites him in.
"Will be stayin' here in Osaka ferーdon'noーtwo weeks? Three?" His fingers ran up and down his shot glass as he stared at it. "Might go see 'Tsumu an' stay with 'im within that period."
You hummed as the bartender, Rami, slid a shot glass of Osamu's mix. "So how was Miyagi?"
"S'okay."
The shot glass was cold to your touch as your fingers ran round the brim. Your eyes were fixed on the red mix inside it, ripples to the edges, as the questionーor more like a rhetoric question or maybe a declarationーsat at the edge of your tongue. And you smiled, chuckled.
"Yer still in love with her."
And without missing a heartbeat, an "I do.", came out from Osamu's lips, and that sealed it.
But how did it came to this?
You can feel his big, calloused hand in yours. It feels light, so as your steps, feels like your skipping on cotton ground and his hand in yours keeps you stable. But no. He suddenly twirled you by his side and your already swirling world spinned a bit more your weight crashed to his still solid posture, a hand on his chest. And Osamu chuckled, and you broke a laugh with him. And both of you will never know how ridiculous the stares you were both getting from passerbys.
His breath whiffs through your face, his forehead leant against yours. In your drunk state, you smiled at how close his face were, his gray locks flickering to blond time again and you were mesmerized.
"I'm hungry." His voice so deep it reached your core and you tapped his shoulder, receiving his message.
The next thing your mind registered was him holding your waist against him, your arms around his neck as you both swayed to a slow music on what seem to you as an aisle of a convenience storeーor is it a pharmacy?
"Yer a hopeless romantic." You heard yourself slurred against his hold, your fingers unconsciously tugged on his golden locks as he kissed the side of your head. "Can't know why she still hasn't fallen fer 'ya."
"'am an asshole tha' don' deserved ta be loved."
And you chuckled snuggling to his shoulder for comfort through your swirling surroundings.
Then your consciousness teleported you to your apartment, with someone kissing you and groaning, licking your tongue, his smell so addicting even over the alcohol and he stopped all at once at the sight of your eyes, pulling back.
"Ya smell like alcohol." He slurred, scoffed as he slumped hard at your genkan and untied the straps of your sandals. "Yer heart's gon' burst, hm, Aki-nii-san will kill me."
And you whimpered as he kissed the part of your thigh where your short shorts end. You felt his head buried against both your thighs, hugging it while sniffing. It took a while for you to realize he was crying, it shattered your heart a little so you card hisーwhy is his hair shifting from blond to grayーfuck, alcohol.
"'Am sorry. Shouldn't have left ya that day. Should'a calmed down. Should'a waited fer ya to say sum'thin'. 'Am s' sorry. Please c'me back ta me. Please don' choose 'im. Please. Please choose me 'gain. 'Am beggin' ya."
He suddenly sprang from his feet after ranting those words and crashed his lips against yours vigorously and carried you to God knows where. Your head is spinning and you can't understand what's he sayingーfuck, you could feel his hard-on grazing against your cunt over your shorts at his every step, it made you feral.
You feel him grinding back, pushing you to the fluffy surface on your back. You realized you're already in your bed, clothes off with just your underwear left, hooded eyes clouded with lust pinned on you. He's also naked with just his boxers and you moaned as his pace went faster, your jaw slacked at the pleasure he's giving your body.
"Fuck~ s' good~"
He dipped to your neck and sucked your skin, throaty groans from him tickled your ear straight down between your thighs, gushing juices leaking.
"S' wet fer me. Shall eat ya now, huh?"
You felt your mind slurred and it's trying to focus but the alcohol in your system drags it all over the place, drowned at the pleasure he's giving you, then you felt it. A wet muscle in your slit, licking your clit and sucking that made you moan and hands flying to his hair, tugging it closer. You felt that wet muscle licking your entrance and you gasped as he licked inside and up to your clit again, arching your back at the pleasure. And you don't know but everything just focused on him in a snap, him getting rid of his boxers and taking out his wide girth, your eyes raked from his abs to his face, to his eyes and your eyes widen.
And something snapped in Osamu too as he stared at your wide eyes, the trance of that lethal mix quickly evaporating from his body momentarily. His eyes travelled down to your heaving chest, erect nipples, his hand on your abdomen, pressing, and to your leaking cunt and his own hard meat rod.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
His panicked gray eyes flew back to yours, "I'm sorry."
He quickly scrambled away from you, searching for your underwear to wear it back on you, picking his boxers to wear it back too. "I'm so sorry, Y/n."
He was quick to change back to his clothes, faster than your mind processing what was happening. When you came to be, all dressed again, he was already gone out of your apartment.
Fuck. What was that?
And Osamu thought about that question too as he made way to the nearby bus stop, padding on his pockets for his phone. His hand was shaking as he dialed through the screen and held it out on his ear, gulping and breath all ragged.
"Where are ya 'Samu? Rami said 'ya already wen' out hours ago all wasted!"
"'Tsumu. Can I sleep beside ya?"
"Haaah?! Waz gott'n inta ya? Drunk bad?"
"Ask him where he is."
But Osamu's emotions went flooding already, long cherished memories reeling back to his mind it made him sob so hard, making him sick and wanted to vomit. He did, and Atsumu heard it.
"Can you go around one more time, Kiyoomi?"
The seriousness of Atsumu's voice over the line, devoid of his usual accent, made Osamu sob hard again, muttering apologies Atsumu can't understand what it is for.
"So, what happened to you?"
With a groggy mind, Osamu blinked the drowsiness away and scanned his surroundings.
It's already morningーor afternoon? And not on his apartment.
He groaned as he heard multiple dings from his phone, resonating with the throbbing in his head. He padded about the mattress to find his phone, but instead he felt a hand on his left. He peeked on the floor and saw Atsumu, lying on a futon staring back at him.
"Can I sleep beside ya?"
Damn, he forgot they just have single beds here at their dorm. How drunk was he.
"'Samu?"
"Yer practice?"
Osamu heard ruffles of the futon as Atsumu sat up, face all irritated. "Yer more important! Ya just got back from Argentina yesterday 'n went straight drinking. What. Happened?"
"Nothing." At last, he got hold of his phone just beside his hip and unlocked it, seeing the topic of the GC. "Nothing happened."
Atsumu just stared at his exhausted twin and sighed. "MSBY's operations and events are transferred to Sendai. Just fer a year or two. Talked ta the management. They can't afford ta lose sum'one like 'im."
Osamu just nodded, mind all clouded with the picture he saw in the GC. "Does he know?"
"Not yet. He'll be happy nun'theless."
"'Tsumu, can ya not look at me with those eyes?"
"Waz jus' worried is all."
"'Am fine."
He's fine. He has to.
Osamu can feel drool seeping from a fabric across his chest. A sleeping feral creature was finally calm as they both napped in the couch. This feral creature wailed and wailed a while ago as her brother was taking a bath with her dad and she just calmed down as Osamu cradled her to his chest, humming her to sleep.
"She really likes you, 'Samu."
Osamu scoffed, his eyes not leaving little Hinata, rubbing his thumb against the fabric of her clothing. "No. She fell asleep because I hummed to her her dada's song."
Ran hummed as she propped her elbow at the back of her couch, gracing her eyes with the sight of her little girl with her bestfriend. Footsteps and grumbling and baby noises came near and her husband kissed her cheek out of nowhere, Takeshi flapping his knuckles on Ran's arm.
"'Samu, first day of classes today right? Take care of Ran and Hinata as usual, okay? Might pick you three up on the way home."
And as if on cue, Hinata squirmed and whined against Osamu's bare chest, waking up to her dad's voice. Osamu was already smiling, peeking on her as she blinked hard, maybe calibrating where she is and when she didn't see her father, she cried. Osamu quickly sat up, supporting her and facing her to her dad who was passing little Takeshi to Ran to hold Hinata.
Osamu passed her to him, placing the cloth she drooled over to his shoulder, and he yawned, poking to Takeshi's cheek who was watching him yawn, chocolate eyes staring. "No ladies for Dada, 'Keshi, okay? Or Mama's gonna sell you for not doing your work."
And Takeshi gripped Ran's collar and hid his face to her neck to which Osamu and her husband chuckled at the sight. Ran immediately cooed while glaring daggers at Osamu, of whom raised his hands on surrender as he walked to his room.
"Take care of 'Keshi."
"Take care of Ran, 'Samu."
Always.
"WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER!?"
"SHE DIED BECAUSE OF YOU!"
"SHE WASー"
He was saved by Ran's knocks, cold water gliding his back, a hand anchoring him to the tiled wall. He was breathing heavy as a memory came to him, he gulped hard. He never had this memory for a while. Maybeー
"'Samu, we're gonna be late." Osamu then went under the shower one last time. "And please, get a girlfriend already so you wont bother 'bating." And her high pitched laugh irritated the hell out of him. He picked his body wash and threw it against the bathroom door, which just intensified Ran's laugh, echoed by cute giggles from Hinata. Osamu groaned. He's gonna go crazy.
Hinata can't stop flapping her arms as she was strapped in Osamu's chest and facing front. Strangers stops and waves hi to the cute little golden pumpkin and be mesmerized by Osamu's shy smile as they head for the culinary class in this certain building in Osaka. Good thing they got permission for bringing babies, and good thing Hinata's a cool baby, as long as she can smell her dada's scentーthat's now became Osamu's perfume, too, and begrudgingly wearing one of his shirts that's a little off for himーand be entertained by her pacifier and new surroundings and strangers.
And Ran can't help grinning at the sight and murmured at his earshot, "You're really good with babies, you wanna go marry and have your own kids?"
Osamu didn't like that idea so he glared at Ran who chuckled and apologized immediately, attempted on relieving him of the baby bag but Osamu held on it tighter and flicked her forehead.
"Behave, or I'll snitch you on Aki-nii-san and Kei, or worse onー"
But Osamu chuckled as he saw Ran glaring back at him so he ruffled her golden hair and held her hand, dragging her to wherever the class will be held.
And you sucked your breath as you saw him again after a year and a half, through the glass partition, with a baby and a golden-haired lady following him. Ran.
Don't enter this room, please don't.
Time was slow but as if mocking you, they really did, with the baby squealing and flapping her arms at the new environment she's in, golden eyes scanning. Your eyes darted to Osamu's steel cold eyes that's already staring back at you, a look of recognition flashed across his face.
And someone hummed, your eyes darted to Ran peeking on you through Osamu's side and she's smiling at you, eyes flickering to you and him. Your breath was heavy as your eyes travelled back to the baby girl with golden baby hairs, and back to Osamu's eyes. How many seconds was frozen? Fuck.
"You know her, 'Samu?"
"No." And it was your turn to be frozen, breathing stopped, everything. "I don't."
"Uhuh?"
You suddenly felt a hand holding yours out for a handshake and you saw Ran beaming at you. "Hi, I'm Ran. This is Osamu, and my baby, Hinata."
You shook her cold hands while still staring at Osamu who has his brows now furrowed, jaw set. You introduced yourself to Ran awkwardly anyway. How could you not? She's warm and obviously oblivious of the tension. You might as well save her the trouble.
This was the first day of the cooking class you enrolled to to curb out the stress you have from studying Law. And here is another stress of its own destructive caliber. It was hard enough to move on from that night, but here he is again, reminding you again of his existence. And is that his baby? She looks a lot like her mom then.
Your hands were colder than the industrial kitchen top as the lecture went on but was warming as you unconsciously played with the baby sitting atop between you and Ran, Osamu on the other side. But the lecture passed by and you noticed the baby staring at you wide eyed, tears welling up, well it actually had fallen already to her chubby cheeks, and her lips quivering, and aww, not making a sound. It broke your heart as you wipe her tears away.
Ran noticed it and was about to reach for her baby but Osamu's reflexes kicked in. He nuzzled the baby's face against his neck quick, curbing an impending tantrum session as he softly hum a tune you didn't know. You suddenly felt guilty but Ran reassured you with a smile and urged you to listen back to the lecture.
"Still not time for milk, 'Samu. Diappy's still dry too."
"Her random naps."
Your face ghosted a slight smile at the conversation.
The whole session was all lecture for today, and the instructor promised you all that it will be a cooking session next, it lifted a bit of your mood. Much more when you stepped out of the building and you saw your boyfriend waiting with some of his teammates. You quickly checked your phone for his messages and smiled apologetically to him.
Oh no. I was that nervous that I didn't noticed him messaging me.
"'Tsumu?"
Your face paled, not that you didn't expect this butーYou closed your eyes to calm yourself.
"Ran! 'Nata!" A big man lugged past you towards Ran. "Surprise!"
"Hey! Baka! You left Takeshi!"
But your eyes and attention were focused on Atsumu, coming out of his car and walking towards you. You were gradually calming as he closed the distance, out for a hug and a kiss on your forehead.
"Aw, she's not single 'Samu. Andー"
"ーEXCUSE ME? MR MIYA ATSUMU?"
Atsumu groaned at your forehead and you rubbed his back, chuckling at his reaction. "Yer mom brain's acting up. Told ya last week I got back with her. And you were the firs' ta know. Even told ya before 'Samu!"
"Ya didn't~" You heard him mused as he passed the baby to the big man's arm waiting, with also a baby boy in his other arm.
Atsumu growled at Osamu and you patted his chest and smiled. "S'okay, I already know Ran and yer teammates."
You heard a huff, a familiar huff, "Let's go. It's almost milk time."
The others heeded and shuffled at Osamu's words and you felt rejected by Atsumu's own twin, but it wasn't unprecedented, given what had happened. You wonder if he remembers, but no, it didn't matter. It shouldn't.
A hand got yours and you saw Ran beaming at you. "You're staying at Atsumu's? Gonna catch up soonest, okay?" And it's comforting.
"No. You're gon' let her join yer cult! No way!" But Ran just smiled at Atsumu, menacingly at that, that made him shut up and whimpered down his throat, you nearly laughed.
"Plushie! Let's go!"
Ran waved her bye to you but rolled her eyes to Atsumu and Kiyoomi peeking from Atsumu's car's back seat. She skipped her steps to their own car, taking the baby boy in her arms.
"Don't let her join your cult, you'll just teach her how to curse us and make us suffer."
"Excuse me, plushie, but it's not a cult!"
And never once did Osamu bat an eye on you through that whole encounter.
"So Osamu already has kids?"
Kiyoomi was the first to react, snorting while scrolling through his phone. Atsumu was patient though, shaking his head while his eyes are on the road. "They're her husband's, 'f'cors."
"But Osamu?" Husband? She's already married? 18? 19?
Atsumu hummed. "When he married Ran, he also kinda married Osamu in some sense." He snickered, and his little reactions tugging your heartstrings through the gut-wrenching topic. "Marry one, take one."
Your gut twisted more at what he said and how he said it. "B-but, Osamu loves her, right? Does her husband know? Does she know?"
Atsumu glanced at you, the sunset haze flashing through the windows and his blonde locks, and smiled sadly. "Yes, he knows but she doesn't. But that matter is between Ran and Osamu so he can't interfere. And bokkun knows Osamu respects him and his marriage with Ran so there's nothin' to worry about, fer now."
"A hell of a complicated relationship, right?" You heard Kiyoomi commented as you settled the topic, eyes straight through the dash, to the bustling streets of Osaka.
A hell of a complicated relationship huh?
You hummed as you felt a soft, wet touch on your forehead. Your eyes fluttered open and instantly smiled to his beaming self.
"Leavin' already?" When the sleep finally unlatched from you, you sprang up from the bed, blanket sliding down your body revealing your bare chest, and your head hitting Atsumu in his jaws gaining an Ow. "Yer bento!"
"NoーOwーNo rushing." You bit your lip as you heard Atsumu whine while getting off bed and getting a shirt from his stack of clothes and him sitting at the edge of your shared bed. "Can ya bring me my bento later then?"
You stared lovingly at him as you slid onto his shirt. "Okay." He hummed at your approval and leaned you into him and kissed your forehead, also leaving a lingering kiss on your lips to which made your eyes sparkle. "I love you, 'Tsumu. Take care okay?"
"I love you too, so much, butー" You cocked a brow on him as he flashed a playful smile at you while hugging your waist, thumbs making miniscule strokes. "ーwhat will ya do if I get on an accident? Or die?"
And your loving moment was brushed back to the edge of the room as your mood soured at his question. His smile faltered as he observed your facial reaction. But that was just the tip of the iceberg of how he thought his question affected you.
"Not a good question to start our morning, Atsumu."
"I'm sorry." He whispered it under his breath after a moment of silence and this, this bothered you more than the memories currently reeling in your mind. You kissed his forehead longer than usual.
"Told 'ya 'm not leavin' you again, right?" He nodded against your tummy, eyes on you searching for something it made you run your fingers to his newly dyed hair. "'Am goin' where ya goin'. So if ya don' want me ta die then don't die. Simple."
It's now his turn to sour his reaction, "Yep, not a good topic to start our morning. 'Am sorry." You chuckled as the huffing and pouting 6 foot big baby stood and started walking to the front door with you shadowing him. "'Am gonna see ya later, 'kay?"
But his showering kisses were overbeared by the memories you had prior, and it has been an hour when Atsumu walked out from your shared apartment to his practice. These memories shouldn't wash you away from consciousness but it shook the depths of your soul it made you sob so hard.
You're living in the present, Y/n. Get your shit together.
As you were finishing up Atsumu's bento, your doorbell rang and you wondered who was it as you walked to your door. You opened it up and froze when you saw a smiling Ran, the cutie baby boy from yesterday and.. the stone-cold twin of your boyfriend. Well, stone-cold only to you.
You quickly got back from the trance when you realized you're wearing nothing but Atsumu's shirt. "Come in, make yourself at home!" You called out as you sprinted up to your bedroom to dress appropriately.
"She was crying."
"Huh?"
"Samuuu, how can you not notice it?"
"Didn't care."
"HEY! She's 'Tsumu's girlfriend!"
Silence.
"Ooohh, are you jealous?"
He would never.
You smiled as you fixed the same Atsumu's shirt you wore prior, just now with your undergarments and a short. You walked leisurely to where they are, still standing by the living room, Ran's face all teasing and Osamu's all irritated, and the baby all observant he spotted you first and made grabby hands that caught both their attention.
Ran was all smiles when she relayed the details of her planned gathering, to welcome you to the circle. It's this evening, and they'll be the one cooking. And now, she's gonna drag you to the grocery store to prepare.
"But first, we're gonna drop these bentos okay?"
And you smiled at her and nodded while she's at the passenger seat, the silent Osamu driving to the gym where the MSBY Black Jackals are having their practices. The drive seemed fast for you because you were entertained by little Takeshi beside you, slapping your arm and blabbering baby noises and you cooed in turn, poking his cute chubby cheeks. You were lost momentarily in your thoughts of Atsumu carrying your own little boy, you smiled absentmindedly at the sight of little Takeshi.
And you will never know how Osamu raised his brows while glancing at you and Takeshi in the rear view mirror. He didn't like the look in your face, it made him floored the gas pedal, passing slow cars in a flash. He just realized he did when Ran pinched his thigh and glared at him silently. He shouldn't be distracted like this, but you're making it hard for him.
The dropping of bentos went so fast, it was all Ran talking, you barely talked with Atsumu because he was busy arguing with her about the impromptu gathering later. Her husband waved hi to you across the court, loud voice echoing it made his twins squirm, searching for the source. Little Hinata was in Coach Foster's lap and behaving, but when Ran came to her and kissed her, she cried and Ran mumbled her something that calmed her down instantly.
"'Samu, don't tire her."
You heard those words as you were dragged out of the sports center, Osamu following you both with little Takeshi.
Grocery shopping was a blur as Ran and Osamu's domestic rush was in full display in your eyes, and you can't deny the envy you feelーbut for what and why, you didn't know. But one thing you're sure about. They feel like a family of their own.
Their domesticity was prolonged as they started preparing for the gathering back at your apartment, you cleaning while little Takeshi was sleeping on his portable cot in the living room. You glance at them from time to time as they move flawlessly throughout your kitchen.
"So, how do you met Atsumu?"
You propped your broom in your underarms as you wiped furnitures after furnitures, you almost missed how Osamu flinched while mincing something in the counter. Almost. And you chose to ignore it.
"I was his ex back in highschool."
She turned to Osamu and sneered, all while chopping what seems to be carrots, "Highschool huh.."
There might be under-the-counter battle because Osamu's face went contorted and scrunched, while Ran was seething. "Stop it. Okay. God. Okay, I know her all along."
"Why did you lie then, huh?" You forcefully drag your attention back to cleaning as they continue to bicker in the kitchen. Ran gasped, "Waitt, is sheー"
"No. Shut up. It's not." And Ran giggled, you didn't dare take a glance at them though they're still mumbling inaudibly.
"Soー" Ran started again after a while of inaudible arguing with Osamu. "ーwhy did you two broke up?"
"It's not appropriate ta ask that, Ran." Osamu scolded, his back turned to face the gas stove, Ran was rushing in his back anyway, preparing more ingredients for their dishes.
Ran paused and pouted. "I'm sorry. But how did you get together again?" She smiled while resuming to her task at hand. "I didn't know Atsumu can be so disgustingly romantic to take his ex back and start over."
"Yeah, like what he did ta ya huh?" Ran elbowed Osamu's back that made him chuckle because maybe it has no effect on how muscular Osamu's back isーthe memories from the night came reeling in you blinked hard and fast as you busied yourself finishing up cleaning.
"Y/n?" You flinched as you heard Ran's worried calls. "Are you okay? Called you thrice." Your eyes travelled to Osamu that has his eyes on you as he was deboning the chicken. His expression was neutral and you breathed and flickered a smile to Ran.
"I'm sorry. Umーweー" You were cutted off when Osamu huffed.
"Ya don't need to answer everything she asks. And youー" Osamu ran his greasy hands from the chicken down to Ran's face that made her whine and squirm as he held her cheeks with his fingers, giving her lips a more protruded pout. "ーStop asking personal questions. Yer overwhelming her."
You thought of clenching your fist. The tension you have with Osamu is the one overwhelming you, not Ran's questions, not her. Him. Can't he feel that?
You suddenly yearn for Atsumu's presence as you pursed your lips.
And it was not after 6 hours that your wish came true as Atsumu came with his teammates. He first went to you, kissing you by the lips that made the others chuckle and gag before even greeting you, but that made you smile.
"They didn't harass you?"
You hear mumbling sounds from the kitchen and you chuckled upon hearing them. "No. They didn't. They're cool."
"I doubt Ran didn't." And he glared at Ran across the living room to the kitchen where she and Osamu are still plating the dishes. "Just tell her off to her brothers and the problem will be solved."
"HEY!"
"Plushie, still not tired?"
"This is the last."
And you saw it, face to face. Ran and her husband kissed in front of Osamu, and Osamu'sーwellーnot fazed that he caught you staring and cocked a brow at the wake of the kiss.
"You should've brought Ayaka, Sakusa."
"She's busy, Wan-san."
"I feel so single now."
"Shut up, Driah."
"Ouji!"
"Ah! Wan-san! Don't jump scare him!"
"I'm sorry." Atsumu kissed your shoulders as you scanned your living room full of athletes, him hugging you from the back. "They're really this noisy."
"You're the noisiest." Kiyoomi, who was the nearest, commented.
It took them a while to settle them down, some of them busy with the twins in the cot, some just talking in the kitchen, sneaking out crumbs from the foods out of Ran's sight, or Osamu just leaning back on the single sofa, arms crossed against his chest and with eyes closed. He might be exhausted.
And Atsumu pressed against you while talking with Oliver about the practice that afternoon. He was intertwining your fingers with his as he was indulged with the conversation and you can't help but play with his fingers.
"Are you okay?" That was Kiyoomi, maybe sensing you're out-of-place. Ran's advances to talk to you kept getting punched out by her husband, or Osamu, or the twins whining.
"Yeah."
"Do you know that I know you, even before last week?"
That perked your attention. "Tell me more? How do you know me?"
Kiyoomi chuckled, amused at your enthusiasm. "Well, for some reason, we only knew about you when you broke up with Atsumu last 2 years. He wiped his snot and drool all over the Boys' GC. It was disgusting."
You heard Atsumu gasped at your side amidst his conversation with Oliver. "Did not!" So, he was listening. You narrowed your eyes on him to which he grinned and kissed your cheek.
"It's just the boys that know you, except him." Kiyoomi gestured to Ran's husband that's animatedly telling certain stuffs to Ran who was devotedly listening to him and smiling.
Atsumu leaned to you to whisper, "Because he's an asshole." and nodded, clearly pleased at what he said but when he saw you raised a brow, he immediately pouted and hugged your waist.
"Kita-san?"
"KITA-SAN!? KITA-SAAAAN!"
"Shut upーNot you Kita-san! I was talking to Ran!ーHai! I'm coming."
Osamu stood up and went out of the apartment almost immediately after he talked with presumably, Kita Shinsuke. You felt excitement rushing through your body, but with blots of shame at what happened two years ago. Atsumu might've noticed it because he gripped your hand tighter and brought it to his lips, mouthing an "I am here." before kissing it.
"I love you."
He smiled as the door opened, "I love you too." You brushed his hand before standing up, faced Shinsuke who was with Rin.
"What's with the tension, plushie?"
"I don't know, plushie. Let's ask them the tea later."
"What? Ya not gonna greet me after two years, Y/n?"
You felt your tears welling up as you rushed to Shinsuke and hugged him, he hugged you back just as tight, patting your back.
"'Am sorry, Kita-san."
Those words hold deeper than what it was meant.
"Fer what?" And Atsumu's voice was at your back in an instant, as always. You faced him, smiling, all while ignoring Osamu getting the stuffs Shinsuke and Rin brought.
"Kita-san made me promise not to sacrifice ya fer anything."
And as if on auto, Atsumu's lips quivered at Shinsuke who was already shaking his head and entering the apartment, straight to Ran to hug her tight.
"Yer not gon' do that again, are ya?" It was a whisper, out from the prying ears of all the people in your apartment.
"Nah. Not gon' leave ya."
Atsumu smiled at kissed your forehead before returning back to the crowd. At that split moment you gazed at the entirety of the crowd, a pair of eyes stood out. He was out there with his bestfriend showing her babies to Shinsuke and Rin. And he's staring back at you, like he did hear what you and Atsumu talked about.
And you realized it was a swear, not for Atsumu. But for yourself.
The dinner with the team, Shinsuke and Rin went by. Rin is still awkward with you, though, while he's talkative with Ran and her twins. Well, that's to be expected. You really did a number on Atsumu anyway.
Your soul shot up when a hand grabbed your shoulder and a "Hey" sounded out of nowhere. Ran giggled noticing you got shocked. "Can I use your room? I have to breastfeed."
"Sure!"
"Thank you! You can come in anytime, okay?" You nodded, beamed at her and tickled little Takeshi's cheek.
"Ran's gonna breastfeed. Be back."
"You're not part of that breastfeed session, may I remind you."
"Fuck you." The big man laughed. "No one's gonna hold this other pooper."
Then, the married couple went up to your bedroom while you went back beside Kiyoomi and listened to the discussion at hand.
"ーimagine him being a father already." That was Adriah.
So their discussion was about Ran's husband, huh.
"It fits him."
"When would you marry Ayaka, Sakusa?"
All of them laughed when Kiyoomi choke on his beer and coughed all over. Kiyoomi groaned at Shion who asked that question.
"She would probably laugh me off."
Meian snickered and faced Atsumu who was laughing at Kiyoomi. "You? When?"
Atsumu then turned to you, the same time as Osamu stood up and walked upstairs, maybe to your room where the married couple is. "When she's ready."
You smiled but all you could hear were Osamu's heavy steps in the stairs amidst the teasing of the team and Shinsuke. Rintarou however is staring back at you, narrowed green eyes piercing to your skull. He was nodding after a while and stood up, whispered something to Shinsuke who also stood up, then to Atsumu.
"You're leaving already?"
"Still have to go back to Nagano at dawn or I'm gonna hear it from Motoya. Kita-san also has some work early tomorrow."
Atsumu pouted as you stood up and hugged Shinsuke who petted your hair, "Please, Y/n. Don't do it again hm? If there's a chance of you doing it again, just leave now while it's still early."
"Kita-san?" There was worry all over Atsumu's tone, and as he gazed at you but you just smiled at both of them.
Rin scoffed, "Kita-san, we have to say goodbye to the three upstairs."
And Osamu didn't like it when both of you were left in the bedroom after Shinsuke and the others as well said their goodbyes. Both Ran and her husband be all polite and see them off, leaving you both so awkward with the drowsy twins. He was laying next to Hinata who was cuddling close to him, you ghosting his back and awkwardly standingーor not.
"Stop what you're doing, Osamu." He hated it when you open that damn pretty mouth of yours. He nearly rolled his eyes.
"I can't. I have to pet her for her to sleep. Hinataー"
"You know that's not what I meant." He exhaled, freezing his hands on Hinata's cheek.
"Why? What else was I doing, Y/n?"
"Reminding me you existed."
Osamu scoffed at it; of course you'll be reminded, he practically has the same face as Atsumu's. But other than that, he never had those intentions. He should never have those intentions. You were Atsumu's and will always be. Besides, he knows he's inlove with Ran. For him, you're just something that should stay in his past.
"Not doing anything like that."
Liar. Your tears welled up as it came flooding into you.
"Atsumu. We have to clean up, come on."
"Butー"
"I don't want to leave your apartment all messy. Let's clean up."
Osamu stood up when he heard that but you had to confront him now or never, so you held him back.
"You wasted an afternoon practice just to crash my first date with Atsumu." You pointed out while he scoffed again, incredulous. "You were the first to comfort me when we had our first fight."
Osamu's face can't be painted when he turned to you, "Of course, I can't have you leaving Atsumu over petty things."
"Because of something you suggested. Remember? Getting me as a manager?" Osamu stared you with pursed lips. "You can't deny now? Remember you implied that you love me, Osamu? Remember that you said you can treat me better?"
Osamu charged at you, a couple inches away you can feel his rage it made you want to stand down. "That was before I met Ran." He hissed under his breath, not wanting to make it any more louder. "That was before you and Atsumu."
You can feel tears falling down your cheeks, you really have no idea why. You just wanted to confront him but he was making all these excuses. For what? To hurt you? To get back the pain you caused Atsumu?
"What was that night, then?"
"What? I can't even remember a thing, I was too wastedー"
Ran's husband suddenly went inside casually and stared at you both, mouthing Atsumu's name. You have no time to process that he might've hear something everything, you wiped your tears as you heard Atsumu's familiar bounding steps to your room. Osamu huffed and went straight out of the room, giving way to Atsumu at the door who went confused.
"Gonna load the other things to the car. The twins needs to sleep on their bed."
And Osamu has to get away from you. Fast.
He saw how Ran stood awkwardly at the living room, in mid-fixing the twins' stuffs. "Go get the twins. We're going."
"Didー"
"Go get the twins, Ran."
Ran mouthed a resigned Okay before going up to get the twins, and her husband as well.
Osamu can still hear Atsumu's voice calling out for him as he exited his apartment. He knew Atsumu's worried about what he didn't know was happening in his own premises. Osamu can't help but to rub his hands across his face exasperatedly. The married couple noticed this but chose to be silent, waiting for him to share his burdens.
"Spit it out~" Osamu mused one day alone with Ran in their apartment with the twins. Her husband just left for practice and they were cleaning fast before the double terror wakes up from their naps.
Ran held onto the dishes in the sink as she gazes at Osamu across the living room. "W-what was she like back in high school? Y/n?"
Osamu continued to clutter out the twins' playpen, pondering to or not to give in to Ran's probing. He figured she has to let her know though, since she was his bestfriend, in every sense of the word.
"She's nice."
And then there was silence, Osamu had to look up to find Ran with her brows all furrowed and he chuckled. "Don't throw those dishes at me."
"I won't, if you just get on with it and share. You look clearlyーi don't knowーdisturbed? Agonizing at something?"
Did he really look like that? He wasn't even aware.
"She's nice. She's academically inclined. She used to tutor Atsumu."
"Y/n, can you please tutor me and Osamu?"
"She's brave and cocky."
"Fuck! Why did you punch me?!"
"Well, I don't know, ask the cookies and our grades after!"
"Athletic, too."
"Y/n! Just choose one, geez. You already have tennis!"
"Considerate at times."
"Okay. Atsumu, it's okay. You can be late sometimes. I'll understand."
"She's ー" Osamu huffed as he paused, Ran's back to washing the dishes and humming at his words letting him know she's listening. "She's crazy in love with Atsumu."
"What are you doing here, 'Samu?"
"Ah? Rintarou and I are going to the arcades. You guys wanna come?"
"No. We'll be on our own."
"Come on, Y/n, let's join them."
"She's fragile. Can't even understand how she lasted for a year with Atsumu."
"'Samuuu~ she's liking somebody else's picture! He even commented 'You look nice' to this Ran somebody!"
"But she's goal-driven, she can sacrifice anything to reach her dreams. A wide-vision of her expected future with Atsumu."
"'Samu. She broke up with me."
"She said I can't do volleyball all our life and when I argued with her, she broke up with me saying she can't be with someone so unstable. How's going pro in volleyball so unstable?"
"I don't like when she's reckless and just go on out without even thinking of the consequences for a second."
"Can't know why she still hasn't fallen fer ya."
"Sheー"
"She made you forget something for a while?"
Osamu suddenly stood up, wide eyed at Ran's back who was smiling, putting away the dishes to the dishwasher for secondary wash. And it irritated the hell out of Osamu he stormed to the counter.
"She's a virus, Ran. She's everywhere and I didn't notice it. She's everywhere and threatening to infect everything I have! She's gonna destroy Atsumu and I will not notice it!"
But Ran just turned to him and smiled. "What's holding you back, Osamu?"
"Nothing." He dropped his head low, feeling so drained of what's happening. "Nothing, please stop."
"Osamu." He whined at her demanding tone. "Osamu look at me."
Ran looked at him as if she was gonna drop a bomb, and she did. "Am I, by some wildest assumptions, the reason you're holding back?" Osamu gulped hard at Ran's questioning eyes. "Am I the reason you're turning down every single girl out there to prevent yourself from being happy?"
"Am I preventing you on being happy, Osamu?"
"Yes! So shut up!"
"No."
It felt more like a prayer than it should just be. Osamu will never permit Ran to be the reason of his miserable and complicated life. She will never be the reason for him being lonely. He needs to be, because he has to be.
But here is she, after 7 cycles, confronting him for what felt like forever.
"Are you, perhaps, inlove with me, Osamu?"
He stared at Ran full of emotions for the first time since that incident that led him to this seemed-endless cycle. He already had explored his options, scenarios, simulations, as to how to answer her when she asks again that darned question.
"No, Ran. But I have no choice but to stay with you, yeah?"
And no matter what happened, he knows it'll still be his answer.
"No. No, I'm not inlove with you, Ran. Don't worry."
And she has to feel like his words are true, especially when he saw the wash of relief in Ran's face.
"But I know some who are. You wanna hit on them? Gonna be our secret, don't worry." Osamu chuckled as to how he saw Ran's eyes bulged and her unsightful mannerism came, one of the reasons why he can't do something so rash like confessing out of blue.
☆ VOLLEYBALL IDIOTS - MAIN ☆
CAT | Tora
WHAT!? @Sou Inouka, you made out with some girl and you were filmed?
DT | Mai
😳😲
CAT | Lev
ERASED IT ALREADY! I SWEAR!
OWL | Akinori
send.
SJ | Maki
my DMs are open 💅
FOX | Rintarou
ehem
DT | Kenji
hi Lev
CAT | Sou
Hate you all!
@Ran
@Ran
CAT | Kenma
Grabbed the wild card this early 🤣
CAT | Sou
They won't stop, Kenma-san!
STZ | Taichi
Boo! 😆
CRW | Ran
I have a question!
and stop bullying sou-chan 😄
FOX | Samu
I'm sorry guys. She got me cornered.
Ran gasped at Osamu's side. "EXCUSE ME!?" Osamu just laughed, but it faded as the GC notifs went on.
Kiyoomi Sakusa added you to the groupchat
Kiyoomi Sakusa changed your nickname to FUTURE MIYA
RAN'S PLUSHIE
Put a distinction @Kiyoomi Sakusa LOL
FOX | Shin
Yes. Coz we have two Miyas here.
FOX | Rintarou
LMAO Hi @FUTURE MIYA
Ran side-eyed Osamu and his mood that turned sour instantly at the development in the GC. His lips form a thin line, sign of annoyance and Ran immediately ran a comforting one finger massage in his forehead, a familiar gesture she always do when Osamu's like this in front of her.
"The boys don't like her for what she did to Atsumu?" Osamu nodded and discarded his phone while Ran huffed as she types away. "If you have feelings for her or none, you have to give her closure or something, you know? She won't be at peace in her current relationship if you don't give her that detail, that period of whatever you have with each other."
"Atsumu.."
"And Atsumu will have to stomach it all up. You're a part of his girlfriend's life, let alone his own twin. He has to be open-minded of what she have with you. He should trust you, like how plushie trusts you. The problem here is, we don't know what's Y/n's take on you. It will be a disaster if she hasーugh, that's frustrating."
Osamu couldn't blame Ran for stressing out. He believes it's your fault, and that what you said that he reminds you of his existence, it goes both ways. Why do you have to poke up again into his life?
And Atsumu. He genuinely cares of Atsumu's welfare and emotions, he can't mess this up. His twin loves you with all his heart, much to show that he took you back into his life after the break up.
You're making it hard for him.
But he doesn't know it's harder for you. These past few days feel like you're treading in shattered glasses, walking slowly, praying nothing will prick you but alas! It finally pierced through your flesh.
Atsumu's gone curious about what happened between you and Osamu, and you continuously lie about it; preferred saying it's because of the previous break-up rather than the messy one that would probably break you both again, never to return back again.
And you're scared, coz even if Osamu's there, you know you love Atsumu, you feel it deep in your guts that you love the man you're with right now. Not his twin. Not Osamu. Atsumu.
You're scared of what will he say, scared of what would he feel, scared of everything that might hurt him.
"Are you okay? I'm really worried. Please talk to me, Y/n."
You smiled at him, being obscure with sniffing, gulping your tears as you thought of how to open up these things to him.
"I'm okay, 'Tsumu."
"Will a hug work?"
But you can't really control the waterworks when you're around this pure-hearted man. Before you can even nod, he hugged you tight, petting your hair and kissing your forehead for as long as you needed, shushing you, soothing your sobs.
You don't deserve someone like Atsumu. You'll break him and his brother. You thought you were already okay, you thought it's gonna be different this time. But escaping something deep would just suck you right back in. You knew you have to manually bury everything to get to the surface again, to hold Atsumu again.
You hated the thought of sacrificing Atsumu again. You regretted each waking day that you're not with him. You regretted every decision that caused him pain. He should just be happy. He should just be happy and nothing else. He deserves the world.
But here you are, threatening to hurt him again.
"You love Atsumu, huh?"
"With all my heart, Osamu. With all of my heart. So pleaseー"
"Okay."
You have to fix your relationship with Osamu as fast as you can, before Atsumu hears about it. He has to cooperate. He has to.
"Ah! Y/n, don't lie~"
"What?"
"Your birthday wish was Osamu to like you, too."
"Don't lieee~"
"He was your crush since Primary."
Fuck. You can do this, Y/n. Focus on Atsumu. Focus on Atsumu.
It has been peaceful for 5 months, if you call theー not interacting with Osamu, avoiding him every gathering, and avoiding Rintarou tooーpeaceful. You know Ran and her husband has an idea about what's happening under Atsumu's welcome mat and you're all so grateful they aren't doing anything to complicate things more. Whenever Ran talks with you, she avoids mentioning Osamu as much as she can. She was sincere on having you as her friend, getting to know you more. And her husband doesn't mind what he saw that night at all. He just gave you a pat in the shoulder when he saw you again. It made you weary too, for if Atsumu will know about this from people other than you, Ran and her husband will be dragged onto the mess you created.
You hated being the cause of everything bad that's happening to the kind people around you. It made you wonder why have you ever existed. You're awful.
"Y/n." You whirled around, your astronaut helmet-like kiddie hat got lopsided to the side of your head. He stood tall, also with his kiddie hat, brooding eyes on you.
"Osamu."
╰► PART 2
Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Kuroo Tetsurou | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Kageyama Tobio | Oikawa Tooru
Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.
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Haikyuu x reader
You ask if he can help you with your sunblock
When you asked he looked at you like you were speaking on a foreign language, he already had a hard time trying to not ogle you like a creep with those tiny pieces of clothing hugging your body just covering the essential, he nodded unsure when you lied down couldn't help but blush hard, hands shaking while he softly applies the sunblock
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He knows the importance of self-care, he knows you need the sunblock, he would never let something happen to your beautiful body, not now, not ever. He applies the sunblock diligently, he is so focused on the task he didn't noticed he ended up giving you a back massage, you chuckle telling him he's going to spoil you if he keeps pampering like that, doesn't see the problem
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He tries to be cool about it, but you can clearly see his blush creeping all the way up to the tip of his ears, can't help but give a nervous smile when sees you on your belly waiting for him to apply the sunblock, he's so nervous he grips the sunblock with force and ends up staining your hair and part of the straps of the bikini, apologies a lot, he looks so cute you want to tease him
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This guy is a menace, pull the straps of your bikini here and there with a straight face like he's not doing it, teasing you, whispering how perfect you are on your ear, making you squirm under his touch, he playfully kneads the soft flesh of your hips and after a while gives more attention to your waist while mumbling how soft you are, you're nervous looking at the other people like they're going to catch you doing something illegal, he chuckles enjoying how embarrassed you are
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[Daddies in December] Miya Osamu
I tell you, Miya Osamu is something else.
Warning: trigger (accidental black eye), smut
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Osamu finally looked at his phone after the sudden rush in the kitchen. He felt the vibration of his phone in the back of his pocket but couldn’t check it until almost an hour later.
His eyes widened and he zoomed into the picture Y/n just sent him.
Look, I’m a pirate!
She had an eye patch over her left eye with a smile that never fails to flutter his heart.
He didn’t bother to look at the time and pressed the camera icon, video-calling her.
She rejected his call and he called again.
I’m in a parent-teacher meeting.
Osamu let out a frustrated sigh, so many questions were attacking him, and he needed answers.
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“Kitchen.” Was all he said when Y/n stepped foot into his shop.
Y/n and Megumi, the cashier exchanged looks. “He’s been waiting for you,” Megumi whispered, “asking every five minutes if you’re here yet.” He gestured for her to hurry and go, “good luck.”
Y/n dragged her feet and sighed before walking towards the kitchen where Osamu’s office is located. She smiled and greeted Osamu’s staff in the kitchen as they all stared at her with wide eyes.
She stepped into Osamu’s office, and he was leaning against his desk with his arms crossed over his broad chest. He quietly ordered, “close the door.”
As if she were a child in trouble, she closed the door behind her and then looked at her husband. “It was an accident,” she quickly said all under one breath. “I was at the wrong spot and wrong time and… didn’t see the baseball…”
Osamu inhaled and exhaled deeply. “I don’t like you getting hurt, anywhere on your body but Y/n,” he paused before stating, “what if it wasn’t your eye but instead your tummy?”
“I know,” Y/n mumbled, she had those exact thoughts, and thank the Gods it was her eye instead of her tummy. She placed both her hands on her flat tummy, where their baby was nourishing.
They had just found out they were expecting, Y/n being almost ten weeks pregnant.
Osamu has since then become even more protective and clingy. He has changed all the ingredients in their home, waking up earlier to pack her breakfast, three snack packs, and lunch. It was all approved meals and snacks for pregnant women.
Without further questions, he opened his arms, “come here.” She shuffles over and stands in between his long legs, allowing his long arms to wrap tightly around her waist. “I swear I cannot leave you alone without you getting hurt some way or somehow.” He pulled away and gently, ever so, tilted her chin upward, “can I see it?”
“Sure,” Y/n answered as he carefully lifted off the patch. She hears his breath hitched, “I’ve been icing it, so the swelling went down.”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t stop the bruise from forming.” Osamu clicked his tongue; the skin was already turning a shade of blue and purple. “Those asshole students.”
She wrapped her arms around his torso, burying her face against his broad chest. “I’ll be more careful and be more aware of my surroundings.”
“You need to let them know you are pregnant.” He has told her to announce it to her coworkers and students but she has been putting it off. But with this incident, Osamu is about to make the announcement himself.
“I’ll tell them tomorrow, I promise.”
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Y/n refrained from announcing her pregnancy because she was the daughter of the principal. It was already challenging trying to get the teachers to treat her fairly and equally without special privileges. With the news of her pregnancy spreading around the school like wildfire, the staff and students all congratulated her.
“Haku,” Y/n has been pleading to the high school boy kneeling before her to stand up. “I’m fine, please… get up.”
He refuses to bulge. “I’m so sorry,” he said for the nth time. He felt even more guilty after hearing about her pregnancy.
“Okay, I accept your apology, please stand up now.” She has been trying to pull him up. Y/n suddenly thought of something. She cleared her throat before voicing hesitantly, “you know, me trying to get you off your knees will only make me stressed and upset…”
Haku immediately looked up at his teacher with panicked eyes and stood up, pulling his teacher up from a bending position.
Y/n smiled softly, patting him on the head, “it was an accident, I forgive you, okay?”
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Y/n unwrapped the last snack Osamu had packed her, snacking on it and relaxing against her office chair.
“I’m so sorry Mrs. Miya, I cannot take you seriously at all.” Y/n’s colleague giggled, they burst out in a fit of giggles.
“I know – I can’t even take myself seriously at all when I see my reflection.” Y/n choked, wiping her teary eyes. “I noticed that Osamu can’t even look at me.”
The eye patch on her eye did make Y/n look a little ridiculous and she got plenty of stares when she was out in public but it was better than revealing the ugly shade of blue and purple skin underneath.
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Y/n found her husband in their bed, crawled towards him, and swung her legs over Osamu’s body, straddling his waist. “Look at me,” Y/n demanded sternly before her serious expression morphed into a playful one. She cupped his face, forcing him to look at her. “Do you think I’m ugly with my purple eye?”
Osamu set his phone down, frowning before glaring at her. “You are not ugly at all.”
“Even with my purple eye?”
Osamu reached to pull her down so he could press a kiss to her forehead before pressing a kiss to her purple eye, murmuring, “even with your purple eye.”
Y/n slipped her arms around his neck, hugging him. “Good, for a second there I thought you found me ugly.”
Osamu rolled his eyes but a smile was on his lips. “It’s hard to take you seriously…”
Y/n hummed in agreement, pressing kisses to his neck. She could hear his breath hitch and smiled mischievously.
They have not had sex since they discovered she was pregnant two weeks ago.
“Y/n…” Osamu whispered his Adam’s Apple bobbed. He could feel her bare heat, rubbing over his cock, the only thing separating and preventing him from thrusting into her pussy was the cotton material of his boxers. “You’re really testing my control right now…”
Y/n lifted her head to stare down at him, “is that what it is? You haven’t touched me in two weeks because you’ve been controlling it?”
“I don’t want to hurt you and the baby.”
Y/n couldn’t help but giggle, “’Samu, love – you won’t hurt us. At all.”
He looked away with embarrassment, “I might be too hard on you…”
She pecked his lips softly, assuring him, “you won’t, I know you, you won’t ever hurt us intentionally.” Her hands shift to cup his chest, running her thumb over his nipples and making him hiss. “So, please make love to me, I need you.”
Osamu stares into his wife’s eyes, remembering why he fell in love with her in the first place. His lips curve into a smile and he looks away before chuckling. “Your purple eye…”
Y/n rolled her eyes, getting off of him and then off the bed.
Osamu tried to reach for her but missed. “Baby, please – don’t leave, come back… I’ll make love to you.”
“Hold on,” she murmured, going into their closet, she reached for the nearest tie and returned. “I’ll cover my eyes because I don’t want you killing the mood while I’m trying to cum.”
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“Wish you could… see this…” Osamu said quietly, looking at his cock already oozing cum.
Kneeling in between her spread legs was his wife, eyes covered with his tie and wrists bound together with another tie.
“I never thought I get so turned on being tied up like this,” Y/n whispered, “I’m getting impatient, ‘Samu…”
Osamu presses the tip of his cock to her pussy, smearing his fluid against her clit. It absolutely makes him feral to spread his cum all over her. With her eyes covered, it was a different type of excitement within Osamu.
He pushed her tied wrists, positioning them above her head. “Be a good girl and keep it there at all times.”
“Yes, daddy…”
Osamu lets out a breath, “fuck – you just know how to push my buttons, don’t you?”
“I can push all your buttons, daddy.”
Hooking her legs over his shoulder, he folded her nearly in half and entered her in one full thrust. “I should enjoy fucking you in this position before your belly gets bigger.” His hips roll in smooth motions, “after all, this is the position that probably knocked you up.”
No matter how many times Osamu has taken her in this position, it always feels like the first. She remembers the first time Osamu discovered this position, and how deep he felt inside her, it has since then become his favorite position to put her in.
Her cute whimpers were in sync with his thrusts, exciting him, and making him fasten his pace.
“You feel so… soft… softer than usual,” he pants, “you’re squeezing me so tightly…”
“Osamu,” Y/n whimpered, “ah – I love it… I love how deep you are…”
Osamu shifted onto his knees, pounding deeper into her. Their room echoed with skin on skin.
“So close…” Y/n chanted, her belly coiled with tingles and tremors before cumming.
With a groan, Osamu slowed his pace, spilling his cum deep inside. His body jerked and tremble as Y/n’s pussy squeezed and milked every ounce out of him.
Osamu gently releases her legs. He grabs her bounded wrists and brings them over his head, hooking them around his neck. With a supported hand around her lower back, he tugs her upward.
He reached to pull down the tie covering her eyes. “Hey,” he smiles, kissing her. “You okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered against his lips, “that was mind-blowing.”
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E/n: will come back and edit!
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here are some small osamu boyfriend headcanons
he likes to sit with his back against a radiator, there could be several places for him to sit on a sofa or chair but he was always choose the floor
he gets really into those cheesy sitcoms, absolutely loves them but denies it whenever someone (apart from you) brings them up
he really struggles with tying his shoe laces, he knows how to do it but they always end up looking really shitty and falling out
he only sleeps in boxers and socks, he needs to have socks on at all times cause feet disgust him
he has really weak nerves in his hands, he always washes up with boiling hot water cause he cant tell what the temperature actually is
hates milk chocolate, lovesss dark chocolate
^^ however, hes not a very big chocolate fan, he likes sweets more and his favourite are red vines - he argues with anyone and everyone that says twizzlers are better
his favourite holiday is valentines day because its pretty much the only day he gets to spend with just you and no one else
he always loses his airpods and makes you do the find my phones thing at least twice a day
in high school he had a very bad habit of staring, mostly at you but also anyone that was around you. you actually thought that he didnt like you at first because he would burn holes into the back of your head with the most bitchy look ever just his resting face. he also didnt speak to you which only made matters worse
he cleans when hes angry and its so funny cause he’ll just be cursing under his breath while walking around with a pretty pink little duster
his favourite crisps are cheese and onion flavoured, specifically the mccoys ones
his printer is never not being used. it was one of those purchases that you had to convince him for months to get so now he feels like it would have been a waste of money is he doesn’t constantly use it
every morning you come downstairs to see him sat down at the kitchen table with the worst bed head you could ever imagine, it suits him so much but he hates it as it “takes like an hour to tame”
all my haikyuu boyfriend headcanons!
thankyou for reading! i hope you liked it!
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i have a question for my yandere haikyuu enjoyers...
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Dogs that these Haikyuu characters would have:
Part two
Sakusa Kiyoomi- A black Labradoodle, hypoallergenic and barely sheds. It would be the larger version and it would be well-trained, his favorite is how the pup would be trained to put away its toys. And it is groomed every month. Getting a trim every 3 months. This pup would be desensitized, or even likes grooming, from a young age. Please, this pup would be so done with everything but his owner.
Hinata Shoyo- I can’t pick between an Australian Shepherd or Beagle. He definitely trained his pup to bump the ball to him, amongst training it the basics. He’d most definitely find that brushing his pup is therapeutic and has desensitized to every aspect of grooming at a young age. Hinata and his dog look and act alike.
Miya Atsumu- I can see him with a tiny dog, Chihuahua, or a medium sized mixed breed. He would get a female dog and he would baby it to the max. This pup would know basics in training and get groomed the recommended amount. However, the dog is a terrible dog at the groomers.
Bokuto Koutaro- A yellow lab, or maybe a mastiff. He likes to train his pup different tricks as a bonding sort of thing so the pup is well-trained. He likes to bathe his pup at home and only needs help with nails and ears. His dog is friends with everyone! He also trained the pup to bump the ball.
Miya Osamu- A schnauzer-lab mix, this pup would probably have chill behavior like his owner but as soon as his uncle Atsumu and his dog-cousin come over his switch is turned all the way up. The dog would be relatively desensitized towards grooming but every now and then either the nails are a problem or the haircut/ hair trimming is the problem. Atsumu helped trained or find a trainer for the pup with Osamu. Osamu's dog is probably very food motivated, and Osamu is actively trying not to give into his cute pup's whining and begging when cooking at home or eating in front of them in general.
Kita Shinsuke- I've said it before and I'll say it again a GREAT PYRENEES!!! and she is a beautifully trained farm dog that is desensitized to everything and anything. Part of his chores every other day is to make sure she's brushed, especially if she's helping him on the farm.
I work with dogs and I love them a lot so here, I can probably come up with more lol
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osamu salts his hands and makes love in the kitchen, shaping the onigiri the way his grandmother taught him, the skill wise in his memory. you watch him from the kitchen counter, feet kicking absentmindedly into the cabinets that rattle from the impact of your heel, and you think, hazily, that he looks beautiful like this: face flushed from the heat of the kitchen, smiling at you over his shoulder when you call his name, sinewy muscles flexing with his practiced movements.
cooking, he is the happiest. osamu grows his heart when he cooks, puts it in every dish, in every meal. and you can’t help but love that about him.
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i just wanna go home, osamu thinks to himself whilst mindlessly staring at the clock hanging above the main door to his restaurant.
it’s a quarter until 10 pm, almost closing time for onigiri miya and osamu doesn’t know what’s been put into his meals and beverages today but he’s missing you a whole lot more.
he’s already dreading the 15 minute drive home and wishes he could just snap his finger and miraculously teleport to you.
not only was the 15 minute drive starting to look like a 30 minute one, drowsiness hit him harder than ever. sighing heavily at a red light, he fights the stinging of his eyes begging to be shut.
but the thought of coming home to you, whether you’d still be up or fast asleep, kept him sane for the remainder of the car ride.
he’s quick to pull up the driveway, dash up to the front door and unlock the door. with a sigh of relief he drops all of his belongings and takes off his cap. a groovy smile tugs his lips as he trudges slowly to your curled up figure on the couch watching some tv.
“welcome home baby.” you gently say while adjusting your position so that osamu could cuddle up right next to you.
he gently topples over you, and giggle softly at his worn out expression. “tiring day?”
“mm yeah, sorta.” he sighs. “just missed you a lot.”
“more than usual?”
“mhm.” he hums in response. “can we just stay like this for a while?”
he’s a bit sweaty but too exhausted to hit the shower, as much as he wanted to freshen up. there’s a pile of dishes in the sink waiting for the both of you to deal with. the tv still playing whatever late night show was on, remote sitting on the coffee table, too far within reach.
but you both wanted nothing more than just to indulge in each other’s warm embrace for the night and not do anything else.
“as long as you want baby.”
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