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tahdashi · 2 years

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WRINKLY HANDS AND PICTURE FRAMES

SYNOPSIS: keiji brings you along to revisit his childhood at his grandparents’ home. who knew that love is stored in wrinkly hands and old picture frames?

INCLUDES: fluff, grandparents, mention of future kids, kinda sad if you squint but not really bc i love keiji

WC: 1.2k

Akaashi Keiji has never been alone.

Throughout the three years you’ve been together, he’s told you about all the people he holds close to his heart: his mom, his dad, his cousins, and his grandparents. You’ve learned that he’s an only-child, spending most of his childhood with his cousins who were only a few years older than him. He’d go to his grandparents’ house every weekend as they missed him dearly, always wanting to keep him happy with dishes upon dishes of his favorite foods. Keiji tells you often, with a soft smile on his face, how much he misses his grandma’s cooking. Her fried rice is heavenly, he’d say.

And that’s why you’ve ended up in the middle of his grandparents’ kitchen on a random weekend in May. He hasn’t visited in a while — his grandma’s wrinkly hands on his cheeks show just how long it’s been since she’s seen her precious boy. Work has taken over his life, he explains, and he doesn’t fail to look over at you with a flushed expression as he tells his grandma how he’s being taken care of by you.

Being dragged into the living room by his grandfather to relax, Keiji feels an overwhelming feeling of joy. It has been a long time since he’s been here. Pictures have been added onto the walls — some of his cousins who’ve graduated university, some of his cousin’s kids with missing teeth and youthful smiles. He wonders if one day, his own kids’ pictures will be up on that wall.

You, on the other hand, are feeling a bit… nervous. It’s not that you’re meeting his grandmother for the first time (you’ve met her a couple times, actually. She’d pop by the apartment from time to time to give her grandson homemade soup when he was feeling ill), it’s just that you haven’t gotten to know her that well. So this time, you take the chance to learn about her world — the one with her precious Keiji, the one with her sweet husband who always seems to have his camera on him, the one with so much love in it.

“Granny, how’d you and your husband meet?” you ask, your voice flowing over the sound of simmering onions in the pan. She pauses, and her cheeks rise in a wide smile.

“Oh my, that was a very long time ago.” She continues to dice the vegetables. “I was about 18 years old, in my first year of university, and he was working at the convenience store by my school. He was just so handsome. I think I had a little… crush on him.” She continues to tell you about how she’d visit the store often, picking up random items that would soon collect in her bedroom.

She looks at you.

“My Keiji tells me you two met at school. He talks about you a lot, you know that?” Her voice is quiet in an attempt to keep her words a secret from the two men chatting in the living room. You can’t help but feel your face warm up at her words.

“He’s a good boy, my Keiji,” she sighs contently. “He grew up a bit lonely. No siblings, not too many friends either, but he’s a good boy. He has a big heart.”

You nod, agreeing with her loving statement. “He does.”

“I used to worry that he’d have trouble finding someone. Although he was quiet, he always wanted to be around people. I think it’s great he found someone like you.” And at this, you feel tears prick at your eyes.

“I’m really lucky to have him,” you admit. The warmth of the cooked vegetables radiates from the pan and into your face, and it feels as if you’re being wrapped into a tight hug.

She hums at your words and puts her hand atop yours.

“I hope I’ll get to see you two get married one day. I want to meet my great-grandkids!” she exclaims with delight. The wrinkles by her eyes intensify, and you can see the resemblance between her and her grandson. They both hold the most sincere smiles under smooth, tan skin.

“Keiji needs to propose sooner or later, I’d also love to see us get married,” you say lightheartedly. And the sound of both of your laughters fill the kitchen along with the heavenly aroma of her cooking.

The sound draws your boyfriend into the kitchen, and he’s looking at the both of you with a curious expression, his eyebrows twisted in confusion, but his lips turned slightly upward.

“What’s going on?” He asks as he passes over to the stove to see what smells so good.

“We were just talking about you,” his grandma tells him, pulling him away from the stove before he can reach his hand into the pan to get a piece of cooked meat.

“Oh? What were you saying?” He looks at his grandma, and then at you.

“When are you going to get down on one knee, sweetheart? Your grandpa and I want to see you get married!” She shakes his hand in an exaggerated plea. If you’ve learned anything about his grandma, it’s that she’s into theatrics (a stark difference from her more reserved husband).

“Oh,” he falls silent and brings his free hand to rub at his neck. “Soon.”

“It better be soon, Keiji. My great-grandbabies need to sit on my lap like you used to. Ah! You were such a precious baby. Don’t you want some of your own?” She asks him, letting go of his hand and pinching at his cheek.

“I- I do, of course. We haven’t talked about this yet,” he says. The truth is, he’s imagined his future with you in full-detail. He knows that he wants three kids. He knows that he wants the oldest to be named after his grandparents. He knows that he wants to pick them up from school and cook a hot meal for them. He knows that he wants all three of them to play together, be close to each other, and to love each other. He knows that all he wants is for his kids to be surrounded by love.

Because even though Keiji grew up lonely, he was always surrounded by love.

His grandmother stops the teasing there, and cradles Keiji’s face in her palms before pulling him down to her height to kiss his cheek.

“No need to rush it. Your grandma will always be here. Don’t stress,” she tells him, knowing his tendency to worry about pleasing others.

That night, as the four of you chat over dinner with steaming bowls of fried rice in front of you, Keiji takes a glimpse at the wall covered in picture frames. His eyes land on a picture of him as a baby. He’s clinging onto his grandpa’s leg as their old family dog licks his face. And just like that, his future plans with you expand. He wants so much with you: a nice house, a comfortable bed, three kids, a puppy, and a loud, joyful life. And so, as his grandparents laugh over the story you’re telling them, he adds up the days he’ll have to work overtime to afford that ring he’s been eyeing. In this moment, he feels truly lucky knowing that you’ll always be by his side — that he’ll never feel lonely again.

Because how could he when he’s surrounded by laughter, love, and his never-ending dream of a future with you?

#oh my god hi guys long time no see 😋#this is so .#i’m just unwell #i love this boy so much i could cry #also suguyu nation said caps is better than all lower case so i listened #sayu.writes #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi fluff #akaashi fic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq imagines #hq x reader #i forgot how to tag things i hope this works mwah ok bye bye

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0mystic · 3 years

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Misfortune 2

wow, we made it to chapter two I just wanted to say thank you to the people, who are taking the time to read my .. not so great book. so much thanks for all the love and support lets get into chapter two. (tw: none)

the duo kept conversing at the counter looking back at the door every so often when the lady returned I bit pensive as she shook her head. "im sorry I couldn't find any books under that name but if you give me a few days I can definitely have them in." the dark-haired counterpart nodded and the blonde spoke up "that would be just perfect songbird" the blonde had stated. Y/n mood instantly picked up as she walked back to her spot.

"well since I wasn't able to get your books" she typed away on her computer for a bit. "would you be interested in purchasing any other books or little trinkets?' the blonde had smiled and nodded. "we would love to songbird" the couple looked around and started to pick things out muttering to each other every so often. as they looked around Y/n started to get back to reading not noticing their glances at her. finely getting back into her book she let out a content sigh only to be stopped by a voice.

"I think this will be all songbird" the blonde had stated holding a basket that held a couple trinkets. I grabbed the basket and sorted through the items and started scanning them, there was one that stood out that I found cute. It was a black cat book holder I spun it around admiring it. "I completely forgot that we had these in stock," Y/n said smiling. she heard a gruff muttering of someone and she looked up. "oh sorry im supposed to be scanning your stuff not playing with it." she let out a giggle and scanned the item. she looks over to them. "okay so your total comes out to 9,50 ." the darker-haired friend got out a twenty and held it out to me.

y/n opened the cash register and got out a ten and a one and slid out two quarters. "okay paper or plastic and here's your change-" "keep it" the gruff one had said. "I could never-" "I said keep it it's fine," he said before turning away. "I think what shous trying to say is that you work hard and deserve it treat yourself and paper bag, please" y/n just nodded and put the items in the bag. After she finished she handed the bag to the blonde. "well if that's all I hope you guys have a wonderful night" they nodded and left.

~~~~~~~~~~(Timeskip)~~~~~~~~~

After a few hours, it was closing time and Y/n made her way to the front door after locking up. Once she had made it to the door she started to fish through her purse for her pockets she found her keys and proceeded to lock the doors. Making sure the doors were secured locked by giving them a little pull. She smiled in satisfaction of the door not budging and turned on her heel to start walking. peacefully making sure she had all of her things she started walking. Having never been in a bad position in her neighborhood she popped on her headphones and hit shuffle on her playlist. Looking at her phone to look at the time she saw it was quite late.

She opens maps on her phone and saw there was a shortcut through the alleyway that would cut down on time to her apartment. She walked to the alleyway and started to walk inside hearing moans she quickly turned on her heels with a muttered "nope." Deciding that walking for a few more minutes was better than seeing something she continued walking on the original path. ten minutes she made it to the complex. she took the elevator and hoped of. for her small job she made quite a bit and ad 'spruced' up the apartment making it looks homey. closing the door behind her she looked around for her furry companions. spotting a puffy whitetail and a thin black one she smiled. "Chesire, pumpkin". the two dogs' tail started to happily sway and the dogs came bounding to her.

the white samoyed and black Doberman pounced on her licking her face. she sat up scratching behind their ears and stood up she poped her shoes off and walked and set her bag on the table. She made her way to the fridge she oped it and pulled out bacon eggs and sausage. "how does breakfast for dinner sound guys" she looked down at the dogs both barking with joy. she nodded "breakfast it is." she pulled out her items and set them on the counter. satisfied with her options she turned on the stove getting to pans. she got out some butter and bread and waited for the stove to heat up before pacing the pan on it. seeing it was warm she set the pan on top and went to grab the other items to put them closer to her.

once they were all close to her she got out a butter knife and scooped up some butter placing it on the pan. letting it melt a bit before popping on some bread on top he smiled. she left the bread on the butter listening to it sizzle. once the sizzling died down she flipped the bread to make sure it was a golden brown, took another piece of butter and flipped that side down. once it was completely golden she set it down on a plate and proceeded to repeat this process two more times. finished with the pan bread she made the bacon and eggs also a few sausages for the dogs and sat down on her couch turning her tv on. she set the plate of sausage on the floor and let the dogs eat and she watched the news.

As she got up to wash the dishes she heard a story on the news that intrigued her. not completely listening she started to wash the dishes she recognized the two voices from earlier to see them on the news. she started for a bit listening for a bit and found out they had been pro heroes. chuckling she finished the dishes walking over to her dogs "guess its a small world isn't it pupers" sighing in content she went upstairs and took a shower and then made her way to the bed she saw her dogs get up on the bed with her and drifted of to sleep.

~~~~~~ Fin

OOOKKKK so that was chapter two with a cameo of my doggos so tell me what you guys think oh and that very description part for the pan bread I would recommend trying it its one of my comfort foods and is delicious so yah tell me if I should like ad tags to you guys so you know when it updates and that's all. ok Luv yah guys mwah~ byyyyyyyee (so overkill but bye)

chapter 3 is out

here

#yandere erasermic #yandere #bnha #yandere x reader #yandere aizawa #yandere mic #part 2 #ahhh its finally done #ok #luv yah guyss #mwah~

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