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sugarlywhispers · 1 year
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i.hajime + gf makes him do something cute
☆— fem reader, crack, fluff
☆— a/n; this is a repost. i think i posted last time at the same time with the nishinoya drabble, can't remember if it was a request though.😊
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“I bet you my favorite lunch that you can’t make Iwa-chan do something cute,” Oikawa said daringly, sitting next to you on the bench you were observing your boyfriend and his volleyball team train.
You looked at him, amused by his childish behaviour, “Why would I want your favorite lunch?”
“Y/N, come one, don’t be such a boring grown up like Iwa-chan…” He whined, but then he smiled devilishly, “Or is it that you know you're gonna lose, so you don’t want to try? Ah, I can’t blame you for that. If I knew I was going to lose, I wouldn’t accept any dare either. Smart girl,” he sat there, with his head held high as if he had won the best prize ever.
Ugh, you hated him.
You wouldn’t normally follow him or any idea he had, simply because you knew it made Hajime explode with annoyance–especially if Oikawa was responsible. But you felt kind of adventurous that day, so why not give it a try?
“Fine, diva, I accept your bet,” you said sitting two spots away from him, where you looked directly at where your boyfriend, Iwaizumi Hajime, was standing waiting for a ball.
You ignored the whining and protesting Oikawa did when you called him ‘diva’, smiling proud of yourself internally for upsetting him.
Oikawa crossed his arms over his chest offended and watched as you extended your arm, your thumb and index finger connected, making an ‘o’ shape. He frowned, confused at what you were doing. Then you smiled cutely and whistled in Iwa-chan’s direction.
He saw how his former teammate turned to his girlfriend–obviously having recognized her style of whistling, and rolled his eyes at her action, but instantly jogged to where she was and surprised every single person in that gym who paid attention to the couple.
You smiled when your boyfriend approached you, a light blush that most would blame it on the heavy training he was doing, but you knew your boyfriend; he was kind of embarrassed by what he was about to do. Yet he didn’t care what people could say; you were his priority and he always did everything for you–mostly in private, but he had said that he didn’t mind doing cute things in public either. Not with you.
From the little ‘o’ shape your fingers were making, you watched with a smile your boyfriend come closer to you, until he kneeled in front of you and you laughed when his nose booped through the circle, before his lips did. You bent closer and pecked his lips cutely. A lot of “aww”s were heard around, but Hajime just smiled proud of himself while he jogged back to his previous position to keep training.
Your head turned to Oikawa, who had his eyes opened wide and jaw dropped to the floor. You regretted not having a camera rolling to capture that image.
“Are you sure you follow your own advice of not making bets you’re going to lose, Tooru-senpai?” He grumbled at you because he knew you were just mocking him, before jogging in Hajime's direction and complaining how he wasn’t that cute with him.
You smiled amused; sometimes, you wondered if you had a relationship with two guys, and not just one, because Oikawa was definitely always there, in the middle of you and Iwaizumi. And neither Iwaizumi nor you actually cared that much to actually feel annoyed by that fact.
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beangfrisky · 1 year
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singledad!iwaizumi lives and breathes by his baby girl and boy. his son that just turned one is always strapped to his chest while he pushes his baby girl in a neon pink stroller.
singledad!iwaizumi freezes in his tracks when he sees you for the first time. you’re standing on his porch in a summery dress with a plate of cookies in hand looking like a dream. you laugh at his staring and smile at his little ones. he finds out that you’re his new neighbor.
singledad!iwaizumi watches you walk away and makes a vow to himself to not do anything dumb in the future. he has two kids to worry about and no time for a pretty girl like you. he is pleasantly surprised at the taste of the cookies as he wolfs down a few before his kids can see.
singledad!iwaizumi clenches his fist the first time he sees you gardening in your back yard. you look so sweet and it’s such a mundane task but he can’t help how turned on he is. you turn and wave as his daughter squeals in excitement and runs up to say hi to you.
singledad!iwaizumi offers you a popsicle against his own better judgement. his kids spend the next few hours interrogating you. his daughter walks up to him at sunset and declares in a whisper that he should make the new neighbor his princess.
atsumu sakusa kuroo osamu
oikawa
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quirrrky · 7 months
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. : ・゚✦ ONLY LOVE CAN HURT LIKE THIS
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KUROO, BOKUTO, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI; when you thought your love for them was unrequited, but is it really?
≡ NOTES ⋮ Oikawa's hits different on this one 🥺
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KUROO
"Looks good," Kuroo commented over your shoulder—his cheek just a mere few inches from yours. "Nice work as usual, Y/N."
You refused to look at him directly. At least, not this close. Everything about Kuroo was just admirable. He excelled at work, got along with everyone and bore looks that always fit his business attire. Aside from that, you never knew anyone who understood you in the way he did. But you're just colleagues. You knew it was only that for him.
"Are you free tonight?" He pulled back and asked. Finally, you could gaze back at him.
"I have nothing else to do and it's weekend tomorrow. I can spare some time. Is there something I need to revise?"
He placed his hands on his hips. "This is why you're single, Y/N," he sighed. "Go on a date! I know someone. I think you'll like him alot. I could set you two up later."
You forced a smile. Kuroo had been consistent in setting you up with some other guys. It hurt everytime, because you're not interested in them, you wanted him instead. You liked Kuroo a little more than you should and it's hopeless. You were hopeless.
"Fine," you surrendered. Just to put an end to this. You couldn't be hurting everytime he'd ask you to meet someone else for a date.
Evening came and you walked to the meeting place, still trying to accept the reality that Kuroo never liked you in the same way. After all, he asked you to date some other guy and it was totally cool for him to let you be with someone else.
"Y/N!" Kuroo called as he approached you.
"Oh, Kuroo..." You greeted a little melancholic then you looked behind him and around you, "Your friend? Is he....already here?"
"Friend?" He narrowed his eyes. "What friend?"
You tilted your head in puzzlement. "You told me that you'd set me up on a date with someone."
"Yes, I did. But Y/N..." He said, leaning forward and casting a mischievous smirk. "... that someone is me."
You were baffled still couldn't believe that he liked you back.
Kuroo could see the disbelief and joy in your eyes. God, he'd been wanting for things to come to this for so long. Finally, your eyes locked and he inched closer. His lips captured yours in an all-consuming kiss that got you gasping when he pulled your body against his. You felt weak in the knees that you didn't want it to end.
Slowly, he pulled away still pinning your gaze while you were left wanting for more.
"I told you," he whispered to you, closely. "You'll like him alot." He playfully grinned.
And though you wanted to give him a lighthearted slap you couldn't deny that yes, you like him a lot.
BOKUTO
Confident that his team would win, you immediately ran towards Bokuto. A grin widely spread on your face as you went towards the hallway on your way to meet him before he head over to the lockers. Turning to the corner, however you saw him kissing a girl. She was tiptoed with eyes closed as she had his face cradled in her hands.  
It crushed you.
Tears instantly pooled at the corners of your eyes and your instinct pushed you to turn back and run away. You were so much in a haste that you bumped into Akaashi without even noticing. 
All this time you held affection for your best friend. You never knew that a day would come when you’d feel so much more for him. You tried to fight back the feeling but it turned out unsuccessful like always. Maybe a sliver hope remained in you because you never saw him with someones else until now. 
Maybe this was the sign to let go.
You sat at the bench of a bus stop and hugged your bag firmly as tears began to trickle down your cheeks involuntarily. It’s so stupid! Why’re you crying? 
“Y/N!” You heard Bokuto’s voice called out to you. His tone, laced with urgency and worry. He sat beside you you and draped an arm across your shoulders. “What’s it? What’s wrong? Akaashi told me you don’t look alright. Hey, Y/N…Are you…are you crying?” You could definitely hear his sad face from his voice.
You just shook your head refusing to look his face. You knew. You knew you couldn’t afford to face him like this. 
“Hey, Y/N…answer me.” He begged as he leaned his head against yours like a puppy. “Why’re you crying? What’s wrong? Did I do somethin’? Please tell me. Are you mad at me?” 
Still, you’re resisting until he cupped your face and made you look at him. “Hey, hey... you know I love you, right?”
Hearing those words yet you knew it meant different for you teared up caved in and said, “We can’t be friends anymore.”
“But why?” He asked with a pout. 
You gripped your bag, mustering all the courage you could. “Because…Because I can’t take seeing you with some other girl.”
“What do you mean?” Bokuto paused for a brief moment, tilting his head while trying to figure things out.
“I saw you….kissing-“
”Oh that! I don’t even know her name. She just suddenly went in for it.” He explained and rubbed the back of his head. “Geez…Y/N if I’d kiss someone, it would rather be you.”
Your eyes widened in shock. “H-Huh?”
”Well, yeah…I’ve always been wantin' to kiss you.” Bokuto leaned his face close to yours. “Do you…”
“Do I...?”
“Do you wanna kiss me too?” He asked and you blushed. One moment you were crying and now your heart was pounding loud.
“I…” You trailed off as got lost in his pleading gaze. Your eyes lulled close and soon you felt his lips soft against yours. It was sweet, slow and magical that when he pulled away you breathlessly muttered, “I love you.”
Bokuto beamed with eyes like he was about to cry out of joy, “I can’t believe it. You finally say it back.”
OIKAWA
It was dumb for a wallflower like you to even believe that Oikawa Tooru, everyone’s dream in your campus, would fall in love with you. It started when he would casually talk to you along the hallway.
Eventually, you became classmates and he would sneak from his volleyball practices just to bother you as you studied alone in an empty room after class. Then, he would join you during lunch from time to time and would give you a packet of his favorite milk bun sometimes.
You felt special. He’s the only person who made you feel seen. He made you feel like you existed. While others chose to pass you by, he would stop in his tracks to greet you. You could still recall the melodious way he’d call your name. Y/N-chan! You anticipated his casual visits to you everytime. It was like the best part of your day.
There’s always a little smile reserved just for him. That kind of smile he said he loved seeing. You loved Oikawa Tooru, but to think a mere peasant like you would be noticed by a prince, it was all a mistake.
There were rumors about him pursuing some other girl. You thought it was just a rumor until they ended up together. You’re such a fool for believing in fairytales. Gradually, you drew a distance between you. You’re no longer receptive of charms or, at least, you showed you weren’t. Next thing you knew he flew to Buenos Aires and he was all a fairytale.
Years passed and you didn’t know how you end up visiting your campus again. Memories of him flashed back and a bitter smile appeared on your face. You still thanked him for everything, because even just for a year, you felt important. He showed you how valuable you were and how much you needed validation, consequently realizing that the appreciation that would make you whole was not from him, but from yourself.
You would never forget him, though, for showing you what a fairytale looked like even just for a moment in time. 
“Y/N-chan!” A familiar voice called out and you found him...Oikawa....He’d grown a lot now. Wrinkles on the side of his eyes and shoulders broader than the last time you recalled. “Have you...forgotten about me?” He asked, sounding sad.
“How can I?” You replied.
“Yeah, I guess. I was pretty memorable back then, huh?” He rubbed the back of his head. “I...I haven’t forgotten you though.”
You gulped. Why do you still feel happy? “Really?” You asked. “You have a lot swarming around you. I’m pretty sure I’m forgettable.”
How could he forget you? How could he forget the one who looked past his recognition and physical appearance? You listened to him tirelessly about volleyball without complaining. You were invested in him when he showed his vulnerabilities. You didn’t run away in times you couldn’t understand him anymore.
You were perfect. In fact, too perfect for him. He knew back then that all he had in his immature brain was to reach for his dreams. He didn’t want to hurt you like how he did others because he’s not free to invest time. Next thing he knew you slowly slipped away from him and you were just his fairytale.
“How could I forget you?” He smiled, bitterly. “My Y/N-chan with the beautiful smile.”  
You both chuckled. The ache of the past memories was being purged out. Somehow, it’s such a relief. 
He extended his hand and you meekly took it. 
“Tooru, please call me Tooru now.” And maybe this time things would work out the way it should’ve been.
IWAIZUMI
You basically grew up together. He was your brother’s best friend and he’d always hang out with him and had sleepovers in your home. They would usually join you as they played. Sometimes, they played as your princes, winning over who could save you from the daunting aliens.
But Hajime was always your prince.
Even when you were little, you dreamt of marrying him. It was all just a childish dream back then, but as you grew older, it was nothing sort of childish anymore. You could never imagine anyone else to be with for life other than him.
However, when your Tooru-nii began living in Argentina, Hajime went back to replace his role over you. To be your brother. 
“I don’t like that guy for you, Y/N.” He said, after informing him of the blind date you'd be attending after work.  
“Why do you care so much?” Why was he acting this way? Why do you always take care of me? He didn’t have to do that. Stop making me fall in love with you!  
“Because your brother is away and no one here’s gonna look after you!” 
“You’re not my brother! So stop acting like one!” You answered back, not looking back as you walked out the door.  
The night fell and your date was still not showing up. Maybe the guy saw you but was not interested. Maybe Hajime was right. You hated it when he’s right, because you knew he was. You knew that there couldn’t be anyone more right for you than him, but it was all so wrong because you’re just a little sister for him. 
You felt a hand on your shoulder and immediately looked. Your hope subsided. 
“You dropped your handkerchief,” the stranger said. 
You knelt and picked the item up. As you stood back up again, you were surprised to see Hajime in front of you. 
You felt relief and an undeniable sting inside. You could never get over him. You knew that for sure. 
“Let’s go home,” he said, and you earnestly refused no longer capable to bear any hope for him. 
“I’ll pass for now. I’ll walk home” 
“Y/N, it’s late now-” 
“I know. I know,” you dismissively and mockingly said. “It’s not safe and my brother isn’t around so no one’s here to protect me, but you because I’m like a little sister to you right? A little si-” 
Your eyes widened as he stopped you from babbling with his lips on yours. Both od his hands cupped your cheeks as he kissed you passionately like it’s something he’d been wanting to do for so long. He parted with the both of you catching your breaths. 
“You’re right I’m not your brother, and I never wanted to be.”  
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heartsoji · 1 year
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haikyuu boys with an s/o who's really scared of horror movies
pairings: iwaizumi x reader, oikawa x reader, tsukishima x reader, bokuto x reader
a/n: lol this is me i actually cannot with horror like at all
warnings: post-timeskip in iwaizumi's
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iwaizumi hajime
iwaizumi's pretty good with horror movies
occasionally, he'll be a little caught off-guard with a sudden jumpscare, but he's pretty much fine otherwise
now YOU..
you are not ok.
you are screaming, hiding, and tearing up
he honestly doesn't really understand what's so scary about them
since i hc iwaizumi to be a realist, he'd be like
it's a movie. it was filmed. those are actors. it's so obvious none of that stuff could ever happen in real life
still, he understands that you're really scared and tries his best to comfort you
time to put those beefy athletic trainer arms to work
he lets you cling onto them for the whole movie and lets you use then as a stress ball
iwaizumi's a traditional, old school, cheesy hopeless romantic. convince me otherwise.
therefore, his method of comfort usually comes in the form of soothing words and back rubs in his arms
its actually quite nice. he lets you scream into his titties (HE HAS TITTIES AND THEYRE MORE ROCK SOLID THAN REGINA GEORGE'S MOM'S. CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.)
when you're truly scared scared (like heart pounding, sobs racking ur body, you're def gonna get rlly bad nightmares type of scared scared)
he will probs turn it off bc he thinks that no movie ending is worth this much terror
he cares about you a lot, after all. he thinks its slightly amusing when you're screaming your head off at the obviously fake blood, but he would never want you to be fearful for real
rubs your back and whispers soothing words into your ear
"its ok" "i'm right here" "don't worry, i'd protect you if they ever came" type of stuff
after you've calmed down a bit, he'll try to make you laugh
jokes, tickles, anything, really!
he hates seeing you scared. he just wants you to be happy
10/10. marry me sir.
oikawa tooru
lol
hate to break it to you but
tooru is equally as scared of horror movies
you guys have to cuddle up in blanket burritos together and scream at every jumpscare
honestly you both only make it through the movie through sheer willpower
if you're crying, he'll try to comfort you, but tbh he's pretty damn scared himself
however, once the movie is over, he's totally fine
movie forgotten. out of memories. what movie should you guys watch next?
but YOU
you're still crying
you're still really shaken up
you're def gonna have nightmares
he takes that opportunity to be the manly man he is and swoops you up bridal style
he's very charming. he looks at you in the most dazzling, heart-melting way
lol boy u were just crying too stfu
he cuddles you close, and just like iwa, whispers sweet words into your ear
however, unlike iwa, they're much more...childish? playful? how to describe them..
"it'll be ok. your big, strong, boyfriend will protect anything that tries to hurt his princess" "*dramatic gasp* YOU DON'T THINK I'M CAPABLE OF FIGHTING IT OFF BY MYSELF? HOW COULD YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME LIKE THIS? THIS.. THIS IS BETRAYAL" "they don't even look that strong. im sure i could hit a volleyball at one and it would rip into two!"
stuff like that
he would make sure to cuddle you extra close that night
overall, he's pretty fun and is good at making everything seem less serious. 8.5/10!
tsukishima kei
honestly, he's as affected by horror movies at the average guy
he doesn't find them as terrifying as oikawa, but he's definitely not as unaffected as iwaizumi
but you'd never know that
why?
he just hides his emotions really, really well
also he just sometimes focuses on the wall behind the tv and drowns out the voices
he just sits through them and bears them, basically
now, why? why in the world would he do this when he doesn't even enjoy it?
to make fun of you, duh. shouldn't that have been obvious?
when you leap 30ft out of your seat into the air, he laughs at you
he'll even add onto your fear by like grazing your opposite shoulder when you aren't looking and pretending he didn't do it
hes a brat
but honestly, he partially enjoys it when you spring onto him at the jump scares, no matter how much he denies it
as we all know, the boys a lil shy about asking for affection
with horror movies, he gets your affection without even asking for it! yay!
but once the movies over, if you're really shaken up, he'll use his giant beanpole arms and spoon you until you fall asleep
but then he'll be an ass about it the following week
pokes, grabs, jabs you and will say,
"huh? it wasn't me. maybe it was the (wtv villain or ghost or spirit or wtv from the movie)!"
2/10. makes fun of you and makes the movie even scarier tbh. the 2 points r only bc of the comfort he gives after its over.
bokuto koutaro
like most things in life, bokuto goes between two extremes, and never crosses into the middle
he's either having super insane cut shots that go BOOM
OR he's doing awful and is in his emo mode
same thing with this
he either isn't affected by it at all and just laughs
or he screams when the character breathes a lil too heavily
now, if he thinks the movie's not scary at all, he's pretty good to watch with if you're super scared
during the scary parts, he lets you cling onto his beefy arm while he just watches the movie in amusement
like there's a really scary scene where there's a huge jumpscare into the most climatic scene in the movie and you're burying your face into his arm but in the background you just hear:
"HAHAHAHAHA! Y/N Y/N! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS! HE'S...HE'S GETTING CHASED BY THIS GREY LITTLE CHILD! HAHAHAHA ITHIHIHIT'S EYES LOOK LIKE TAPIOCAAHAHAAHA"
"oh the grey little child is smiling! it's kinda cute! why is the main character guy sweating? he looks like me right after a long game"
"why'd the grey little child pull a purple thing out of his throat? what's that? i wonder what it tastes like though..i think it would be a thick gummy texture, but maybe a little gooey on the inside. definitely grape-flavored. the really sweet artificial good one. oh.. now i want a gummy!"
yeah
he definitely makes it less scary because he makes all the scary stuff seem really stupid
honestly pretty nice. you might not get as many nightmares because of him
now
when he's terrified, he's more terrified than you
*main character sneezes* "AHHHHHHH"
think oikawa x 800
mhm
honestly, you kind of have to take the comfort role even though you're deathly afraid of horror movies
"kou, he's just walking. its ok."
honestly he makes it seem less scary like this too because it forces you to see why the movie isn't actually that scary because you have to find out the reasons to comfort him
8.7/10. a sweetie
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90ekz · 1 year
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cockwarming iwaizumi on a business call,,, yea.
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he’d be so annoying about it, too. yes, it was your idea, but you didn’t expect for him to treat you like you weren’t important :((
and you want to get pounded, absolutely ruined, but the only thing he was giving you were occasional taps to your clit paired with his slight movement inside you every once in a while.
most annoying man ever btw. it didn’t help that he kept muting the phone to reprimand you either.
“stay still. you wanted this, baby. now take it.”
mean ass.
“‘zumi… don’t be so mean t’me.”
iwa wanted nothing more than to fuck you deep, but he had business to finish first. ‘cause he’s always tryna be a working member of society n shit
eventually you just got impatient and rose up on his cock just to slam back down. he barely covered his guttural whine before the man on the other end noticed.
iwaizumi ended up gripping your waist tightly with one of his sizeable hands to keep you in place, while continuing to writing notes with the other.
he smirked into the crook of your neck, cause now you really had no where to move.
iwa just likes to be a lil sadist from time 2 time.
oh, and as soon as he gets off that phone?? he still doesn’t let you move, much to your dismay.
but now he’s free to degrade you and tell you how bad you were :((
“thought you were g’nna be a good girl f’me. you’re making me sad..”
in the end, iwa lets you cum, yea. but not on his dick. he adds some quick strokes to your clit, but only to shut you up.
after all, he still had business to finish.
he knows exactly how unsatisfying it is, but he thinks you deserve it. all you had to do was sit still >:(
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osakunt · 6 months
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MINORS DNI (TIMESKIP)
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The movement of your hips increase as time goes by,the feeling coming forth little by little.
His tongue lapping your slits, lips sucking your erect bud, both index and thumb rolling your nip between them. You, a moaning mess as you come closer and closer to your climax.
He smirks knowing he can make you feel this type of way. You start feeling the pleasure start to grow in your lower abdomen; bucking your hips up so his mouth can be much closer to you.
You arch your back ready to welcome the pleasure of satisfaction. But it never comes.
He moves back leaving you and your heat wanting more.
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salsakiyoomi · 13 days
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iwaizumi hasn’t thought this through.
coming back to america was surely on his bucket list since the beginning of his career —  having to train teams and athletes in different places other than japan was something he knew was gonna come along with his path, especially since he graduated from america.
so when he got a call from a top league volleyball team manager to come train the team’s players in america, more specifically california, he couldn’t say no —  and just like that, he had the next few months planned, stay at his designated rented apartment, train the team for the few hours he had to, and maybe go out for drinks once in a while.
what he didn’t have planned however, was standing in front of your apartment door.
iwaizumi met you back in his days at college, the two of you got along great and slowly but surely the two of you hit it off soon after becoming friends.
and while he had to go back to japan after graduating, both of you maintained a pretty strong long distance relationship.
he didn’t tell you that he came back to california though.
that’s why he thinks it so stupid to be here now — he doesn’t even know if it will be you when he knows and someone opens the door, for all he knows, a random old lady could be living at your apartment right now, and he would just embarrass himself.
nevertheless, he takes the leap of faith and knocks on the door.
“i’m coming!’ he hears your voice from the other side and then a moment passes and you swing open the door.
you stand there, wearing a red silk robe and your hair in a messy blowout with your mouth hung open in shock.
“hajime?” you manage to utter out.
he smiles awkwardly, “that's me.” 
a moment passes and before he knows it, you throw your arms around him, and he lets out a gasp of surprise as you bury your face in his neck and he slowly wraps his arms around your waist, enveloping you completely.
“oh my god,” you huff out against his neck, “you crazy bastard.”
“i know,” he chuckles, running his hand up your back, “i missed you too.”
you pull away from the hug, your arms still wrapped around his shoulders, and you stare up at him, “oh, you’re so crazy.” you say before you pull him closer and smash your lips against his.
And oh how has he missed the taste of you.
he kisses you deeply, running his fingers through your hair, and you kiss him back just as deeply, gripping his shirt as you melt more and more into the kiss.
After a moment, you pull away slightly, looking up at him as you smile against his lips and you whisper,
“welcome back to california.”
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hanaonesflower · 1 year
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Iwaizumi finds himself looking at you, puzzled at the way you shy away from his touch. He doesn’t quite get it. But he doesn’t want to push. Hajime does what he knows how to do best; talks it out. Or he tries really hard to. Ever since he’s been more comfortable around you, his arms often swing behind your shoulders and his hands usually are intertwined with yours but he hasn’t stopped to notice that you don’t openly accept his touches.
“Honey, stop.” His tone far from harsh but it still manages to stop you dead in your tracks. You turn to see him, finding your lover standing a couple feet away from you, his arms unoccupied, flinching with the itch for wanting to hold you.
“Hi? Is something wrong?” Regardless of how it may seem, Hajime is not good with his words. He opens and closes his mouth a couple of times only for hopeless croaks to escape his throat. He looks, sad. So, so sad. His arms are being brought up, holding out as if he is collecting a reward, well in this case the reward would be to hold you longer.
“Can you come here, please?” Oddly enough you don’t protest, you don’t try to question him. Instead you step towards him as if someone has possessed you, Hajime looks relieved, he doesn’t have to fight for it. Even though, we all know that he would. “Can you, can I — can you let me hold you, please?” Oh. Yeah. You think. It still doesn’t occur to you that Hajime caught onto the way you shorten every hug, halt every kiss before it gets too deep, shake your hand away from his grasp. Physical touch makes you feel queasy, and it is oh so unpleasant. The direct linkage of physical touch to sex makes you uncomfortable, feeling like each touch has to be accompanied by sexual intimacy. Why does it have to be like that?
Once the distance between you decreases he quickly pulls you close, wraps his arms around your torso tightly. Afraid of losing you.
“D-don’t pull away just yet, okay?” You stay, without saying a word. Hajime doesn’t say much either, it doesn’t take long for your breathing to sync with one another. It was peaceful, tranquil. His hand instinctively travels lower towards your waist, and just like clockwork, you pull away, resisting the strength of his arms. You should have known by now that Hajime can rage storms with his eyes but shut them down just as fast with the way his arms bring so much peace.
“Why?” He asks. This isn’t a normal look for Hajime, he looks like he is on the brink of tears. And you feel yours begin to pour. He doesn’t deserve this. You don’t get to treat him like this. Poor boy just wants to show you what genuine touch feels like and you refuse to give him a chance. “Why can’t I touch you? Why can’t I hold you?” He feels so bad. Hajime tries to rethink about all the things he might have done that led you to feeling unbearable being held by him.
Resolve crumbling at your feet. Physical touch is his way of expressing his love, it’s always something that has always bring him comfort, stability, it has grounded him in many situations. He wants to feel close to you, but he has never felt so far away. It feels like a part of himself is always missing, hiding within you. This is cruel. This is isolating.
Without saying much you crouch to reach him, arms wrapping his shoulders, snuggling your head in his neck, situating in its rightful place. You two don’t share much words in this moment, not much is needed to be said anyway. The way he’s breaking down, longing so badly for the touch of his beloved, so much it hurts. The way his neurons fire, sending chills down his back and the way his skin heats up at the moment you make contact. You hold him and you don’t let go. You stay until you both are spent from the tears you shed. “I’ll hold you like this forever if I could, Haji, I’m sorry.” You believe that you finally get it now. Physical touch doesn’t have to feel evil, it can feel just like this. His hands find your torso again, timid, but he’s willing to try. he sighs into your touch, so relieved to be reconnected with the part of himself he once relinquished to you.
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animeangel21 · 1 year
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Back scratches 18+
Just imagine:
You and iwaizumi got out of bed and as always got ready together. He was up before you were and went to the bathroom wearing some loose fitted sweats, shirtless cause of your late night activities.
He looked in the mirror and he wasn’t bothered by the scratches you left on his chest. You got up and started brushing your teeth while he hopped in the shower and you even laid his clothes out for him too.
Iwa wasn’t fazed by the slight sting on his chest but once the hot water hit his back it stung like hell. He just clenched his jaw and finished his shower.
Once he was out the shower he turned around and angled his head to look at the damage and his eyes widened. “This little minx..”
You had your clothes ready and walked in the bathroom and glanced at his back and your face changed completely from neutral to a slight grin as you tried not to laugh.
“Don’t you dare laugh.” He said looking up at you with his toothbrush dangling from his mouth.
“It’s a little funny Haji.I’m sorry”You turned away and laughed silently.
“You’re a little devil that’s what you are.” He said wiping his face and looking down at you before kissing you.
“You’re lucky I love you. You have to deal with the consequences too though.” He said and walked out to get dressed.
“What’s that supposed to mean?!” You yelled getting in the shower.
“Just wait.” He mumbled shaking his head reminiscing about yesterday. He should’ve held your hands down instead of letting you pull him closer. He should’ve felt the pain afterwards or even while he had you folded in half. Definitely should’ve been careful when he let you ride him.
He was dressed and ready and watched as you too got ready. He watched as you got ready and started applying your make up. He admired the light marks on your neck from his mouth and hands. He’d make sure you had a few more tonight.
Once you were ready and went to school, it dragged forever till you went to iwas practice.
Hajime walked into the locker room and dropped his bag on the bench and without a second thought removed his shirt and oikawa was the first to speak.
“Iwa-Chan Your back looks like you were attacked by stray cats.” He said covering his mouth as he tried not to laugh.
Mattsun looked over and he shook his head and laughed. “Yeah, a feisty kitten named y/n”
“Maybe you should try handcuffs or nail cutters or here’s another thought, don’t try to murder the girl” makki said sarcastically while tilting his head and observing.
“ just cause you little shits can’t make a girl do that doesn’t mean you should comment. Also, don’t come for me I’m not the culprit.” Hajime stated while fixing his shirt.
“Whatever went on there. Keep doing it but we can only pray for your back and chest” oikawa said before exiting the locker room but not before slapping his best friend on the back.
“SHITTYKAWA COME BACK HERE!” He said chasing after oikawa and grabbing a volleyball from the basket and throwing it at oikawas head.
“AHH IWA CHAN THAT HURTS” he yelled from halfway across the gym.
Oikawa approached you and hid behind you. “Y/n please, cut your nails down or something. Iwa is very tense.” He whispered and you laughed.
“Not my fault. If it’s really good it’s really good.” You said shrugging your shoulders.
“UGH, YOU NASTY FUCKS” oikawa said out loud running from you as your boyfriend approached you.
“My poor baby” you gave him a fake pout and he rolled his eyes.
“This is your fault baby” he said lacing his fingers with yours and you smiled.
“No, that is your fault my love. Nobody told you to be so rou-” he cut you off with a kiss by pulling you closer by the hand and keeping your fingers laced.
“ but you like it that way. Now sit there and look pretty so I can do it again later.” He said with a smirk.
“I will baby. Can’t wait to add more to the collection.” You said and he just kissed you.
What you didn’t know though was he wouldn’t let you do that cause he was gonna restrain your hands tonight.
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hajiberry · 2 years
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8:23 a.m. - iwaizumi
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“If I turn my body at this angle I actually look pregnant”, looking at you with a smile, Iwa chuckles. Finishing brushing his teeth before saying,
“You are pregnant”, he says, sliding over to you and hugging you from behind.
“I know but I haven’t looked pregnant yet”, smiling he nods, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your cheek.
“Makes it feel real”, you nod wiggling out of his grasp to wrap your arm around his neck.
“In like 6 months our mornings are gonna be a lot less peaceful”, he beams at you, the excitement of becoming a father evident on his face.
“I can’t wait”, leaning down he kisses the tip of your nose, letting go of you to finish getting ready.
“Do you wanna get lunch together today?”, he hums in thought before nodding.
“Yeah I can meet you at that place you’ve been wanting to go to”, you gasp, nodding and following him out of the bathroom as he starts picking out his clothes and changing.
“Oh did I tell you your mom brought over a bunch of baby clothes yesterday”, snorting out a laugh, he looks over his shoulder at you
“Did she really?” he ask, his eyes crinkling up in a smile.
“Yup, I feel like she has a membership at some baby store”, pulling his shirt over his head he shakes his head, still smiling.
“I bet our moms have future grandmother meetings once a week”, you burst out laughing, leaning back on your hands while he finishes changing.
“It’s sweet how excited they are”, you say softly, bringing one hand up to rest on your slightly swollen stomach. Walking towards you he nods, leaning in front of you and bringing his hand up to rest on top of your hand.
“This baby’s gonna be so spoiled”, he mumbles, pressing a soft kiss to your stomach. Giggling you nod, running your hands through his semi-styled hair.
“You gonna feed us before you leave?”, looking up he nods,
“Of course cmon”, patting your thigh he stands up, extending his hand to yours, pulling you to your feet in a swift movement.
“Pancakes sound really good”,
“Then pancakes you shall get”, walking into the kitchen you hop up onto the bar stool, watching Iwa maneuver around the kitchen. Smiling to yourself you picture the two of you in six months when it won’t just be the two of you, when you’ll have a permanent new addition to your little family.
Hopping down off your chair you walk over to hug him from behind, because while you're so ecstatic about your new addition you wanna enjoy having these moments to yourselves for as long as you can.
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dabiekql · 9 months
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HQ Iwaizumi - Accidentally Hitting Y/N With Volleyball (Fluff)
Other Versions: Ushijima ver. / Bokuto ver.
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"KUSOKAWA!!!" Iwaizumi yelled in annoyance as he got ready to throw the volleyball towards Oikawa.
To avoid the murderous ball being thrown his way, Oikawa crouched that he managed to not get hit by it. However, y/n who happened to be behind him got hit instead. As soon as the ball came in contact with her, she fell down due to the impact and hissed in pain. Oikawa and Iwaizumi eyes widened in horror along with everyone else in the gym as they all knew Iwaizumi threw the ball with full force.
Silence filled the gym until y/n began to let her tears flow due to the pain. That was when everyone ran towards her. "ARE YOU OKAY?!"
Y/n nodded her head as she tried to stop her tears. "I-I'm okay..."
"Y/N-CHAN!!! YOU HAVE NOSEBLEED!!!" Oikawa yelled in shock.
Before y/n could even register his words, Iwaizumi quickly helped her on her feet and guided her to the school infirmary.
While y/n was covering her nose with tissue, Iwaizumi apologized. "I'm sorry... I was trying to aim for Kusokawa and I didn't expect it to hit you instead..."
Y/n smiled softly at his apology. "It's alright. It's not like you mean to do it."
"Still... I'm really sorry..." Iwaizumi apologized once more as he caressed her cheeks softly. "Won't that leave a bruise?"
Y/n could see that Iwaizumi really felt bad that in order to reassure him, she decided to be playful. She pointed at her bruised nose and said, "Then give me a kiss here!"
Iwaizumi's face instantly flushed into the deepest shade as he shuttered, "W-Wha... T-That's... Uh..."
When he avoided her gaze, y/n covered her nose with both of her hands as she pouted. "It really hurts! I know it will be all better if Hajime gives me a kiss..."
As y/n kept up with her act, Iwaizumi ended up surrendering and left a light peck on her nose. His face appeared like it was going to burst any second. "I-Is it be-better now...?"
Y/n gave him a child-like grin as she nodded. "Yep! It's all better thanks to Hajime!"
Iwaizumi covered the lower half of his face with the back of his hand as he gently patted her head with the other. Unknown to her, he was promising to himself that he will throw with more precision when aiming at Oikawa.
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Other Versions: Ushijima ver. / Bokuto ver.
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kosije · 1 year
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despite what people may have thought, Iwaizumi is soft in bed. everything from his kisses, and his touches, to his deep strokes. each time you connected, it felt like heaven. his words are featherlight on your face and saccharine, each punctuated by another stroke that leaves you seeing stars and drooling. he’s gentle when he’s cleaning you up too. he’ll run you a bath, massage your body and kiss you everywhere to ground himself because having you in his hands makes him dizzy with love.
(request any characters or prompts u'd like to see next here ꨄ)
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quirrrky · 6 months
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—.: ・゚✦ MUTUAL CRUSH
IWAIZUMI, AKAASHI, KUROO
≡ NOTES ⋮ iwa-chan just omyghad! and akaashi you! OFC, kuroo my love, my hope, my ultimate fantasy (can't believe I'm fangirling over my work)
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IWAIZUMI 
Who would appear so good-looking just throwing the trash out? Of course, it’s your neighbor, and you couldn't believe the man would come knocking at your door, offering to take out the trash for you.
Iwaizumi would always extend his help in fixing things around your home. You needed to replace the light bulb, he’s one doorbell away. You thought Iwaizumi was simply being kind and you’re blessed to have him around. From repainting your room to moving your furniture around he was there and he’s the one you called. Mainly, because you also wanted to see him, kind of to get close to him. 
It was all just a harmless crush until you called him instead of a plumber.  
His top got drenched from the faulty water works, so he removed his shirt revealing his well-sculpted body. You gulped, throat drying up at the sight of him turning something with a wrench, his biceps bulging as he did so.   
He raked a hand through his hair, and you sure felt the air got stuck in your chest. He was so strong and manly. Swoon-worthy. Totally not the prince charming type. A little rough around the edges, but he’s perfect and he’s making you feel things you never had before. 
Meanwhile, Hajime never felt bothered by a lot of things, until he moved in next to you. He couldn’t help but find you beautiful the moment he laid eyes on you along the hallway. Not to mention, you would wait for him in the elevator and would give him a little something from the grocery store. That’s why he decided to be your go-to guy, of course it’s not because he wanted to impress you or something. Really though he wanted to impress you, pfft.  
“Fixed,” he stood up, and you were just there...speechless, until you regained awareness. 
“Thank you,” you said and extended a towel to him. “Here, use this so you can dry yourself up.” 
He patted the towel along his body, and his eyes never leaving yours. You just watched in awe still trying to remain composed.  
“I’ll just return this to you after laundry,” he informed while slinging the towel over his shoulder. How could a simple act make you feel a little crazy? 
“Y-Yes...” You were almost speechless, and he was quite hesitant to leave either.  
“See you,” he bade as he went past your front door. 
“See you,” you said in response as he closed the door.  
Gosh, you should’ve coked for him as a way of thanking him for everything. You couldn’t believe you let the chance to spend more time with him slip away.  
You sighed when you heard your doorbell ring. Opening the door, you were surprised to find Iwaizumi outside.  
“Are you free tonight?” He asked and you blinked in disbelief. “Can you join me for dinner?” 
AKAASHI  
It all started one morning when he dropped by the coffee shop near his office and you’re the one who handed him his drink.  
“I haven’t seen you here before,” Akaashi said with bewildered eyes. His hand over yours around the cup not moving.  
You blushed equally finding the man in front of you attractive. “I just started today.”’ 
And what started that day was not only your part-time job, but also the unspoken attraction between you and your favorite customer.  
Keiji would always sit on the lounge chair facing the counter. He normally worked at the office, but now he had a new place to get things accomplished. Whenever he’s strained from reviewing different materials, one glance at you and every bit of stress just fades away. He’d sneak a glance at you through the brim of his cup as he sipped. Sometimes he’d subtly chuckle whenever you’d do something clumsy. 
You, on the other hand, would casually look his way whenever there’s no new customer around. Oh, how you resisted the urge to offer him something just so you could talk to him. 
You both needed divine intervention until that day came. It was when he looked out of his element. He still managed to smile at you though, but worry was evident in his tired eyes, so you braved up and wrote a note on his cup. 
He took his drink as usual and only noticed your note once he settled in his seat.  
A beautiful smile would make a beautiful day.  
A smile spread across his face. He looked at you and you exchanged shy and knowing gazes. Now, he was thinking of a way to return the favor. Knowing that you were the one who always bussed out his table, he left a table napkin with a hand-written note. 
Proof that a beautiful smile could make someone’s day even better. 
You thought he was not able to see your smile when you saw the note he left, but you didn’t know that he waited for you from across the street. He smirked in success as soon as he saw you giggling to yourself.  
It went on for weeks that it became a routine—no, it became something that you both looked forward to everyday, until Keiji showed up at the coffeeshop, but you weren’t the one attending him.  
Maybe you were absent for that day, but it persisted for the following days. It’s silly but Keiji felt a weird kind of panic. What if he won’t see you again? Maybe he should have gotten your number earlier on or befriended you than exchanged silly notes through paper cups and table napkins.  
He exhaled in exasperation. The chimes to the shop’s clank, which made him look and he was beyond relieved to see you.  
You were in casual clothes and didn’t seem to be working for the day. You held each other’s gazes as if you were both about to say something but didn’t know what it was. 
“Y/N, what brings you here?” Your colleague asked. “Have you left something?” 
Your eyes never left Keiji’s as you replied, “Yes, I think I might have.” To be honest, your contract was done. It was just a temporary stint after all, but something inside you was nagging you to come back. “Sir,” you greeted the bespectacled man in front of you.  
“Keiji, it’s Keiji,” he said. 
You smiled, pointing to his drink. “Did they get it right? You want yours with cinnamon.” 
“No, I...” Keiji smiled and shyly rubbed the back of his neck. “I actually want mine made by you.” 
Your cheeks heat up not expecting to hear that from him. He always seemed like a shy type, you thought, but Keiji won’t let this chance slip away.  
“Do you...Do you want anything to drink?” He asked and offered, “It’s on me.”  
You bashfully smiled. Finally, that day, you two shared more than just notes from cups and table napkins.  
KUROO 
Your work life was basically as plain as it could get. Boring same-same eight-to-five thing. You’re basically praying for something magical to happen for once until that very wish was granted.  
Once upon a time, when you were about to go up to your floor, the elevator almost closed in on you. When it reopened again, you were met with the sight of a tall and handsome man looking dapper in a suit. You never believed that time could stop even in a snap, but it did at that moment, and you were looking at each other with such bewilderment.  
You controlled not grinning from ear to ear. You got off before him and you wished you could’ve seen his name on his ID before you left. Maybe you’d see him again. Hopefully, you could. 
Maybe it wasn’t the first time you’d seen each other or came across one another, but there’s something about that day that changed everything. Ever since that chance encounter, you would frequently ride the same elevator.
You would take note of the different patterns of his necktie and the way his suit sets always looked good on him. Add to that, the divine way his perfume complemented his get-up.  
Meanwhile, Kuroo was so lucky he always got to enter first and he could watch you right in front of him, catching a glance of the cute little expression you had before entering the elevator. He couldn’t help but take note of the sweet scent you gave of. Was it your perfume or your shampoo? 
You gave him something to look forward to at work every day and he gave you something to feed your imagination.  
Elevator hottie as you nicknamed him not knowing that he tagged you as Elevator cutie too. 
It almost became a silent agreement between the two of you. Kuroo would always wear that confident smirk and you would bite your cheek attempting not to grin. You didn’t see each other everyday, but you both treasured the opportunity once it was there.  
It went on for a few months now, and the moments you were shoulder to shoulder against each other were the only chance you could get to be closer. You were a little shy and Kuroo couldn’t get a good chance to start a conversation with all the other passengers around, until that one day.  
You got off the elevator while placing your phone inside your bag not noticing that it didn’t slip inside. You walked unaware of what happened. 
”Y/N!” 
Someone called out to you, and you turned towards the direction of your name. You were surprised to see that it was him.  
“Your phone,” he said, giving you the gadget. 
“Oh my god! Thank you! Thank you so much.” You told him and finally placed your phone inside your bag. Wondering how he knew your name, you asked, “Wait...how did you-” 
Coyly biting his lip, he chuckled, “Your ID.” 
Your eyes widened in a delightful surprise.  
He reached out his hand, “I'm Kuroo. Kuroo Tetsurou, by the way.” 
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rinsoap · 1 year
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the big seijoh four’s instagram !!?
✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei + hanamaki takahiro.
note : HAPPY NEW YEARS U GET THIS LOL an anon asked me if i could make more and i wouldve replied but i already made this draft and this was a bitch to load 👎 so here u go anon ily 🫶🏽
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oikawa tooru.
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iwaizumi hajime.
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matsukawa issei.
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houseoftulips · 11 months
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The Government Name | H. Iwaizumi ~ the one where you pull out the full name card
─➭ pairing: boyfriend!iwaizumi hajime x fem reader
─➭ mentions of: reader is trying to be petty, fluff and maybe a little suggestive, iwa just can’t get enough of you
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You’ve been dating Iwaizumi Hajime for a couple of years now and since the day he asked you to be his girlfriend you haven’t called him by his full name.
It was your love language he picked up on after a couple months into dating. Not another day went by when you didn’t call him a nickname that magically popped in your head.
“Haji! Can you help me, please?”
“Honey, don’t forget your lunch!”
“I’ll see you later, my love…”
“You got a cute butt, honeybun”
The last one definitely makes him blush like a fifteen-year old and grumble a “Quit bein’ cheesy, doll.” So it’s obviously safe to say that you haven’t said both his first and last name for a while. And he hasn’t with done so with you either.
But you being a clever pretty thing you are - his words of course - used that to your advantage during a little bickering match you had going on. Hajime was supposed to pick you up after work so you guys could go on a much needed date. But lo-and-behold he didn’t show up till an hour and a half later because he decided to stay back with the Black Jackels Volleyball team for a longer practice.
When he did finally pick you up as soon as you stepped into the car you sat facing the window. Ah, a cute little sign of when you’re mad at him, he thinks. Hajime doesn’t complain though, he knows why you haven’t said a word to him let alone look at him since you got in the car. So he speaks up.
“I’m sorry, I’m late, babydoll,” he says as he reaches over the console to search for your hand to hold. Just as he’s about to intertwine his fingers with yours, you pull your hand away. He sighs quietly with his hand still out, “Come on, baby. Hold my hand.”
“No,” you say confidently as you stare out the window, “Your hand holding privileges have been revoked.”
Hajime chuckles at your answer. “That so?” he smirked as he took a quick glance at you, “What about hugs?”
“No hugs,” you say in an annoyed tone.
“No hugs?” he repeated as he clutched his chest dramatically, “Not even kisses?”
“Not even kisses, Hajime.”
He eases on the brake as he comes to a red light hearing that name come out of your mouth. Huh? Who is Hajime? Surely not him. He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows and sees you’re still not looking at him.
“Say that again, doll?” he says.
Then you finally look at him. Your eyes show that little fierce in you he admires. You’re standing your ground.
“I said. No kisses, Iwaizumi Hajime.”
His eyes slightly widen hearing the full government name. And to be honest, his pants might’ve tightened a bit too. “Iwaizumi Hajime, huh,” he smirks as the light turns green and begins to drive off, “That’s the full name, sweetheart.”
Sweetheart… That’s the nickname that makes you week in the knees but you’re still holding yourself strong. “You get called the full name when you’re being a jerk,” you pout.
Hajime sighs softly. He deserves it, he knows that. And as much as it might be turning him on hearing you full name him, it’s still stings his chest a bit.
“You’re breaking my heart over here,” he chuckles softly as he tries once again to hold your hand. You try to pull away again but he manages to swiftly intertwine his fingers with yours. And he feel a bit better after since you didn’t pull off much of a fight to get out of his hold.
He brings your hand up to his lips as he continues to drive home. He kisses your knuckles as he mumbles against your skin, “What can I do to get out of this punishment, sweetheart?”
You pout more because you don’t know. He knows you like the back of his hand so he knew why you were mad at him. And being the mature man he is, he admits his faults despite his stubborn personality.
You feel him play with your fingers as he finally pulls the car into the parking lot of your shared apartment. He uses his free hand to put the car in park so he doesn’t let go of you and it makes you smile.
“Iwaizumi,” you say as you look at him.
“Baby, quit calling me that. Come on,” he chuckles making s giggle slip out of your pretty mouth.
“Listen first,” you say in a firm but soft tone, “You’re such an asshole that I can’t stay mad at you forever but you still hurt my feelings.”
“And I couldn’t be anymore sorry, sweets,” he says with no hesitation as he brings your hand to cups his warm cheek, “You can punish me in different ways just not the government name.”
You giggle that brings warmth to Hajime’s chest again while you softly run your thumb on his cheek. “You do dishes for two weeks and you take Toru to the airport next saturday too,” you say as you lean towards his face.
“Not shittykawa,” he grumbles as he hides his growing smile on his face as your noses touch.
“I took him last time he visited,” you say against his lips, “Please…my love…”
Fucking finally, he thinks with a smile. “Alright,” he says, “Only if you give me a fat kiss, sweetheart.”
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toomanygoldfish · 4 months
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apple juice at a coffee shop
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“could I get an apple juice?” Your order may be fairly simple but at least it’s consistent.
you and Iwaizumi were at a local coffee shop, wasting your time before the movie you were supposed to watch started.
“sure! what size?” She looked up at you expectantly.
“let’s go with… medium” The barista picked up a cup and wrote something small on it before passing it to her coworker.
“of course one medium apple juice coming right up!” She turned to Iwaizumi, “and for you sir?”
his eyes widened in surprise like he wasn’t expecting to be asked something like that. His eyes frantically looked into the menu.
“Oh…. Um …. Can I get a medium London fog?” The barista smiled lightly at him before marking his cup and handing it to her coworker once more.
“of course. Is that it for you two?” she asked mildly. Iwaizumi looked to you in mild panic.
Noticing his panic you quickly end the conversation,“yup, thank you” you turn to your boyfriend.
“iwa? A London fog? I didn’t take you for a tea kind of person”
“it’s tea??” “yes?? What did you think you got?!” You notice someone standing behind him, so you loosely pull his arm, guiding him out of the person’s way.
“I don’t know? It was on the board as a barista favorite, and I’ve never been here before, so I was kinda caught off guard.”
Chuckling lightly you look at him with a raised brow, “you got a new drink because it was somebody’s favorite?”
“yes…” He leans against the pickup counter, “to be fair I didn’t know what else to get.”
You stare into his soul for a second longer before looking away, “you’re strange.”
“ and yet, you love me for it.” He reaches for you hand and holds it in his own.
“that I do,” you squeeze his hand affectionately, “your tea is ready”
he grabs his tea from the barista and walks away, he pulls you after him not once letting go of your hand. once you are a few meters away from the counter he pauses and brings the cup up to his nose, sniffing hard. he pauses for a moment, seemingly trying to figure out how to feel about the smell before going in for another sniff. He does this three more times.
“Pfft- you look like a weirdo right now, just a buff dude leaning over his hot drink sniffing hard” you start to pull him towards the exit, he follows you haltingly, stopping every few feet to sniff the cup again.
“Have you ever had a London fog?” He walks to the door and pushes it open, holding it for you as you step through it.
“no, I don’t know what’s in it”
“neither do I”
“ you should look it up, let’s sit here”
You sit down on a bench outside the coffee shop. You had started to take some small sips of your apple juice as you checked you socials. When you glance over at Iwaizumi, he is intensely staring at his phone.
He puts down his phone and catches your eye, “it is gray tea and steamed milk” he gives you a small smile and you return it.
He goes to take a si, but right before he sips, he brings the cup back up to your nose. You snort because he has never been the type of person to be scared by trivial things, let alone a new drink.
He turns to you once more,“it smells like lavender, smell it” he passes you the drink, carful not to spill its hot contents on you. you bring it closer to you nose, and take a deep breath. “ooo it does! Take a sip!”
He very cautiously brings it to his lips. Iwaizumi takes a tentative sip then closes his eyes, deep in thought.
He hesitates then says “it tastes like lavender… it tastes like how a microwave sock smells”
You blanch,“I’m sorry? A microwave sock?”you swivel to look him in the eyes, and repeat very slowly “a microwave sock?”
He places his drink down on the table. “you know….” He pauses to think for a second “The one where you put it in the microwave and heat it up, some girls use it for cramps?”
You blink incredulously at him. “a rice sock?”
“yes! that’s the thing, here try it!” You grab the drink from in front of him, you drink slowly, careful not to burn you tongue.
You pause to think carefully, and the more you think about it the more you realize that he had gotten the taste spot on. “oh, OH your right!!”
you slide the drink back over to him, and he grabs it and starts to drink. He manages to burn his tongue. Iwaizumi takes another sip and wrinkles his nose. “Do you not like it?” He face was scrunched up adorably, but it softened into a small smile when he saw you looking at him.
“it’s not my favorite,” he says honestly “I mean, it feels like something you would take studying, but I’m not studying, I’m on a date with my lover”
now it’s your turn to wrinkle your nose at his wording. “don’t say it like that! It sounds like I’m you affair partner”
Iwaizumi rolls his eyes and sips at his drink again, he gives a noncommittal “Mmm.”
you look at his face and chuckle. “You can toss it ya know”
“with the liquid in the cup?”
You shrug “I don’t see why not, you could also pour it out”
He checks his phone and goes to stand up, “ok, our movie is in like 3 minutes, let’s go.” The two of you start on your way to the theater behind you. Iwaizumi stops next to the plants running next to the walk way. He pulls the lid off of the cup and slowly pours it into the ground. You speak up from behind him.
“do you think it’s cannibalism?”
“what?” “giving your tea to the plants,” you pause and stare intently at the wet patch of dirt, “they are drinking the soul of their brethren” he gives you a strange look before putting the lid on the cup.
“I think everything is a cannibal if giving the chance.” He shrugs and throws his cup into a trash can nearby. “given the chance… iwa I think you mean, ‘put in dire situation’ cause if you say it like that….” You widened your eyes, chuckling and look deliberately to the side.
Iwaizumi gives you a weird look before grabbing your hand and pulling you closer to him. “Alright, let’s move on from that topic, let’s go to the movies”
You smile widely, “with your affair partner!”
“no-“
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