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People will believe in whatever they want. Human minds are fickle– they will take your words as truth then turn against you the next second. Naturally, their beliefs and biases fuel their actions. If they hold you close, they will probably side with you, even if you’re wrong. And if they hate you… Well, they will go out of their way to destroy everything you have.
Wrapped in blankets, you sat at the foot of your bed. Night’s gentle beams failed to penetrate the thick binds that lined along your window. The abyss resided in the bedroom and you hid in its shadows. And just like Eve after consuming the fruit of knowledge, you shook like a leaf with grief. Your body shivered as you sobbed into your phone.
“I tried everything, Uncle Tai… Hic… I-I swear!” You blew your nose into a tissue. The thin sheet of fibre was clearly overused; it was soaked through. You clenched it in your fist nevertheless and shook it. “My manager said there was n-nothing she could do…”
The line was mostly silent besides episodic sighs. On the other side of the phone, your uncle was seated in a bubbling jacuzzi under a blanket of stars. He swirled his sparkling glass of mojito. His phone was sandwiched by his ear and shoulder.
“So let me get this straight. Your agency fired you over a scandal involving a series of explicit content… That was anonymously posted by someone impersonating you?“
You nodded and clenched your teeth, “It’s ridiculous right? It’s so stupid–“
“And even without concrete proof, they decided to terminate your contract anyway…? Man, saying this sucks just doesn’t cut it.”
Shoulders drooping, you sniffled. Your relative hummed, deep in thought as he sipped on his drink. Meanwhile, you hugged your knees tighter to your chest.
You’d been given a week’s notice before your company fired you. Today was the day when they’d announced your leave. It didn’t matter that you were their highest earning Vtuber or most popular member. Didn’t matter that most of Japan recognised you. The countless billboards of your virtual model and posters in the cities meant nothing anymore.
All that mattered to this damned company was money, and in their eyes, you’d tarnished their reputation.
A memory of your first livestream as your character flashed in your mind. You remembered the giddiness and jitters on your first day. The smiles and laughter filled on that day. Awkward rambles, elated cheers and the promises you’d made with your watchers that you’d do your best.
The memory made you queasy and you resisted the urge to throw up. You squeezed your phone tightly.
“Curse it all… It wasn’t even me in the video to begin with,” You tossed the soggy tissue into a bin by the bed. It missed and you groaned. Falling back onto the bed, you bounced on the mattress for a few seconds before stilling. Your phone was warm in your cold, weak grasp.
The scandal was a hot one, the hottest you’d ever been involved with. So far it had been a minor ones like claims of your identity, your college photos (FYI, not yours) and non-existing drama with other famous Vtubers. Tabloid presses worked hard to tarnish your reputation since day one.
You knew it would never be this easy being a public figure, or virtual one, but still, for someone to go so far to taint your name? Whoever the devious rat was– and boy, would you love to give them a piece of your mind– they had played as your character with your voice and infamous quotes. It was disgusting hearing somebody pretend to be you during such… an intimate video.
What was most disappointing was the fact that many of your fans had turned against you. The sensible had questioned the film’s authenticity, but even their queries were drowned out by the sea of hate, disgust and confusion.
Well, I guess I can’t really blame them… The bastard hacked into my account and posted it there too.
You had addressed it with your company and tried to prove your innocence. Unfortunately your promises and tears were just empty words to them. The board said that they wanted to believe you, but they couldn’t when the digital footprint of the poster was pinpointed to you. So instead of investigating further, they chose to let you go. It was truly disappointing AND humiliating.
Uncle Tai frowned and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “So what will you do now? I know the media doesn’t know your true identity but you shouldn’t bring any attention to yourself, (y/n).”
You stared up at the ceiling blankly. The fan spun languidly overhead, undisturbed by your chokes and snot. A frown crossed your tear stricken face.
“I’m freaking directionless right now, Uncle Tai. I have no clue what to do–“ A beep alerted you to your screen. You checked the digital slab and groaned. “Frick. I totally forgot that my contract ends this month too.”
“You mean the tiny place you’re renting in Tokyo?”
“Yeah. And it’s not that small.” You rolled your eyes and managed a chuckle. Though it was pretty strained and you hiccuped halfway.
“Bah! Come live here in Osaka, girl. You will love it. It’s a lot better than that blasted city. We have far better hot springs too!” He practically shouted and you pulled your phone away from your ear.
“Don’t act like you’re not chilling in Shanghai, Uncle!” You yelled back, and the man belted out a chorus of laughter.
He began his list of excuses and you drowned them out in your thoughts. You grimaced. This was too sudden (and really spontaneous) but maybe this was good timing? You could get away from the city, away from this place with your memories as the Vtuber Cheri and live a quiet life in Osaka. It was a big step moving to another city. But maybe this was a blessing in disguise?
“If I move there, do you have any units available?”
“I do have one in a pretty lovely location. It’s in a classy suburb, ain’t not too far from the city either. Called Tokio Hill. If you move there you’d have plenty of quiet. You up for it?”
You blinked and shut your eyes. Finally, the tears had dried up and your sobs had been reduced to croaky mumbles.
“I’ll… think about it,” you answered tentatively. “You won’t overcharge me because I’m your niece, right?”
“Now what kind of uncle would I be if I did that?” He chuckled. You smiled back.
After exchanging a few lighthearted jokes, you ended the call. You snuck one more glance at the tweet that plagued you for days.
Ah, whatever. It’s no use crying anymore.
You tossed your phone somewhere on the bed. Lethargy had finally caught up to you and your eyelids began drooping close. As you crossed an arm over your eyes, thoughts floated over your head.
Maybe this was the break you deserved after years of slaving away for a company that deserted you. You managed an empty laugh and drifted off to sleep. As you descended into the plane of dreams, your uncle began texting a chain of messages in a group chat.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Minor or Background Relationship(s)
Characters: Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Atsumu, Hinata Shouyou, Bokuto Koutarou, MSBY Black Jackals
Additional Tags: background kagehina - Freeform, background bokuaka - Freeform, Post-Haikyuu!! Time Skip, Post-Canon, Indirect Kiss, Holding Hands, Drinking, Getting Together
Summary:
If sharing a drink is an indirect kiss, then logic dictates that sharing a volleyball is indirect handholding.
Or: Sakusa Kiyoomi's descent into insanity.
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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 | 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧
Meian, damn, he is so freaking HOT. MSBY is a team full of hot guys. Sorry for thirsting over them.
AH, this is my first Meian Shugo Headcanon, and he is 12 years older than me👉🏻👈🏻.
DAYUM, okay, don't worry, the y/n is just a few years younger than him, not much of an age gap that will be controversial.
Hope y'all will enjoy this!
Pairing: Meian Shugo x fem reader (she/her)
Genre: Romance, fluff
Enjoy!
Meian Shugo
You and Meian met in college when he was in his junior year, and you were in your freshman year.
He hit you with a volleyball by accident. You suffered a concussion that landed you in the hospital for a few days.
After you got discharged, Meian was at the entrance and offered to take you home.
But you don't even remember who gave you a concussion, and this giant is trying to take you home; who knows what might happen.
So, you ran away, as fast as you can. You got into university with an athletic scholarship on track and field. Running is your expertise.
He was shocked and confused.
Every time you see him and he tries to approach you, you start running.
He tried to approach you for weeks, but you desperately ran away until you got tired and decided to confront him one day.
He explained that he was the one that gave you a concussion and wanted to bring you out for a meal as an apology and won't take no for an answer.
And look where that lead you two now, engaged and bought a house together.
After a day off from work to visit the hospital for a check-up, you decided to head to his workplace and surprise him.
You decided to order a bunch of healthy snacks and drinks for the team and staff team.
When you pull into the parking lot, your phone was bombarded with tons of messages from his teammates sending their thanks, and multiple missed calls from your worried fiance.
You were sick for weeks, and finally, you decided to take a day off to see the doctor.
He was so worried that he almost took the day off, too, but you assured him that it was just some stomach flu.
Jokes on you, it isn't some stomach flu but a freaking growing baby inside you.
Meian still doesn't know that you are here at his workplace and just send some food like you do quite often.
The manager slips you into the gymnasium, where you took your seat beside him.
"Shugo-!" You yelped and pushed the ball away in reflex. He looked horrified and immediately rushed to your side and checked if there are any signs of concussion. You let out a laugh and assure him that you are fine.
It was like Deja Vu.
"Oh my god! I didn't mean to hit the ball in your direction! You sure you're not suffering from a concussion?" He checks your forehead, and you shook your head.
"I am perfectly fine; I've learned to block an incoming ball from a certain someone. " You playfully poke his stomach. He frowned and motioned the team to take a quick break.
The other guys took a quick drink break, and he remembers about your doctor's appointment and asked you about it.
Seeing his worried face, you took his hand and placed it on your tummy.
"Wait? Did you have stomach flu? Are you still having cramps?" Oh my, how innocent could this man get?
"No, babe. I'm pregnant." You tip-toed and whispered in his ears.
Pregnant? He gasped and pulls you into his arms.
"This is not a joke, right? You have a baby growing in you? This is good news!" Now, everyone has heard most of the conversation. His teammates were all coming up to congratulate you two.
It seems like wedding plans have to be set aside for some nursery planning first...
Hehehe, I know it's a short one but yay! I don't know why but Meian, hits differently. I like older guys but not too much of an age gap. For meian, I can make an exception😂😂😂Thank you for reading!
Stay safe and healthy!
With love,
Rosalie🍓
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