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Hoshiumi Korai x chubby! Female reader (she/her pronouns)
⚠️18+ CONTENT! MINORS DNI ⚠️
Warnings: self conscious reader, some diet culture, bullying, Slight angst, fingerings, handjobs, unprotected sex (reader is on birth control but still, don't be stupid), tons of fluff, pet names, just to be clear this is TIMESKIP (both Hoshiumi and reader are consenting adults)
Reader is chubby and has some identifying characters such as hair.
Word count: 5k-ish
AN: if you are one of my younger followers, close your eyes! Just me being a whore again and I promise there is more SFW content coming!
Being best friend with Korai Hoshiumi had it perks.  He always had your back and provided much needed entertainment in your life. He was always been supportive of you and urged you to follow your dreams. You did the exact same, encouraging him to fly higher and dream bigger. Your friendship started years ago, when you were 5 years old. You lived close and often aged together. You grew up, going to the same schools, always walking home together. Your families joked that one day you two would get married. It seemed like you two had been destined to be friends.
As you grew older, you both struggled with Body images. Where as Korai was short, you were a bit on the heavier side.  You were constantly belittled and made out of the butt of many jokes because of your extra weight. It wasn't something you could control and you constantly worked to change your appearance.
You tried any diets and all of them had failed, your parents told you that eventually you'd outgrow the weight. "Just wait until you hit puberty YN," your mother would say, "you'll lose all the baby fat." So you patiently waited, masking your expression and tears when others tore you down but not Korai. He would always tell you, "YN ignore them, they are just jealous of you."  You always smiled and nodded, not thinking anyone could or would ever be jealous of you, how could they be. You were far from perfect.  Korai often struggled with similar remarks about his height, except he never backed down from a fight and he always got the last word in. So when he started taking up Volleyball, you fully supported your best friend.  Before anyone else, you believed he would be an amazing volleyball player and athlete.  He constantly worked his ass off despite his short stature, often recruiting you to help him practice after school and on weekends 
As you both grew older, things between you never changed. You both attended Kamomedai High school, your bond as strong as ever.  You went into high school being excited, hoping things would change for the better and while you did become the manager for Kamomedai's volleyball team, the endless teasing about your weight didn't stop.
Puberty had come and gone, leaving you still with the extra weight you so desperately wished to lose.  While the boys on the Kamomedai Volleyball team adored you, you became the constant joke amongst many of the students.
"Honestly of everyone, they picked YN to manage their team."
"Seriously? Yn? She's like the most unathletic person at this school."
"And she's so big!  I mean seriously how does she even fit in the uniform." 
The teasing hurt alot, often resulting in you crying on the bathroom floor of the girls locker room.  And while Korai's popularity amongst your class grew, you found yourself spending less and less time with him.
Sure you saw him at practice but your time outside of school was limited.  It hurt seeing your best friend vanish in front of your very eyes, yet you couldn't help but be happy for him.  You always knew he was going to make it big, that's why it didn't surprise you when you found out he had been recruited to the Schweiden Adlers.  You had stayed in touch through social media, occasionally liking and/or commenting on each other's activities but your once intimate relationship was all but gone.  
Now, 4 years later, you had graduated college and were looking for a new job.  When you found the position for Adlers team manager in the paper, you figured it was worth a shot.  You didn't feel comfortable name dropping Korai as a reference but your skills as a high school manager as well as your degree more than solidified you as worthy of the position.  The first day you came into the gym, Hoshiumi looked at you, his eyes widening in realization.  The truth was that he had truly missed you all these years.  Things happened, schedules changed and school got in the way and your once amazing childhood friendship getting caught in the crossfire. 
However Korai had always felt something for you.  For a while, he had been conflicted about his feelings.  At first he thought it was just an innocent crush, but it developed into more as you both grew.  Seeing your pictures on social media and how you grew up to be an exceptional, kind and amazing person.  
He always thought you were beautiful and hated the way those jerks talked down to you about your weight.  He thought you were pure perfection, always so kind and willing to help anyone who needed it. His shock at your arrival turned into a smile as he ran over to you.
"YN? Holy shit what are you doing here?"- he said 
"I'm the new team manager," you responded, excitedly as you smiled and blushed
Korai felt butterflies fill his stomach at the thought of getting close to you once again. You looked more amazing than ever, your eyes were so big and bright, you're hair soft and perfect.
And you body in those leggings and adlers shirt... no- no he wasn't going to think about that.  Korai wanted to rekindle your friendship more than anything and he wouldn't let his stupid childhood crush get in the way or so at least he thought.  
It's always easier said than done especially when it comes to you and his team.  It started off small, little things like Romero putting his arm on your shoulders, giving you a massage.
Heiwajima teasing you and making you blush. Hirugami giving you hugs every day after practice. Ushijima pulling you to the court, holding you small hand in his large one. Kageyama putting his hands on your waist to steady you from falling. Everytime his teammates would touch you, he felt his blood boil. He would glare at his teammates who at this point, knew he had developed a crush. They often traded him in the locker room and smirked behind your back as they egged him on to just ask you out. Korai wanted to, he really did but he couldn't lose your friendship, not after he had just gotten you back. So he channeled his frustrations the only way he could, through spiking and slamming volleyballs into the ground.
"Whoa Ushijima junior, calm down," Heiwajima said, shaking out his arms after receiving Korai's spike, "you almost took my arms off with that spike dude!" 
Korai just scuffed and walked to the bench.  You saw the change in Korai, and decided to help because you had always cares for him, probably more than a best friend should.  
You're platonic love for him developed into a crush the summer before high school.  You had always admired Korai and his ability to overcome all obstacles, plus you loved how he never cared or commented on your body. He was always laughing at your jokes, asking for help with homework or just relaxing with you at the park. It was never about anything more than your friendship.
However, Korai's popularity in high school proved to you that you were no where near his level.
"He'd be downgrading," you'd often say to yourself, "there's no way someone as talented as Korai could even care for me." 
The thoughts broke you as you continued to go about your status as "Korai's friend".
"Hey!  Penny for your thoughts?"- You said, sitting down next to the winged spiker.  He smiled down, turning his head to see you smiling back.
"I'm so glad you're here YN," Korai said, putting his arm around you and pulling you into a side hug. 
After that, you and Korai started hanging out after practice and on weekends. You'd meet for coffee, watch movies and just be. You loved getting to know your old friend again.
"Here I brought your favorite," Korai said, handing you your favorite coffee 
"You remembered?"- You say, staring at him 
"Geez YN, give me some credit here!  It's only been like 4 years," he said as you laughed.  Your relationship grew more and more, becoming more than you had ever hoped.  
So when the Adler's and MSBY held a charity event, you were nervous to say the least. You had been allowed the bring a date but unfortunately your years of failed relationships had left you as a long term single.  You signed, looking at your dress for the evening, 
A gorgeous, form fitting sweetheart neckline gown with a slit up the side.The color brought out your gorgeous eyes and the heels gave you the confidence you needed.
You did you hair down and your makeup to suit the evening.  You looked absolutely stunning.  Despite this, you were still nervous. Not because of the way you looked or what you thought people might say, people always had something to say, it was inevitable. 
No you were worried about seeing Korai with his date.  While he never actually confirmed he was going with someone, you knew he would.  How could he not? He was a professional Athlete and soon to be Olympian, plus you knew how much the fan girls fawned over him. You saw it first hand at every game as they practically clung onto him. He didn't always look particularly thrilled but still, what man didn't like attention from gorgeous women?
You sighed as you resigned yourself to sitting alone at the bar while you watched the man you cared for fall for another women.  When you arrived, you were greeted at the door as someone took your coat and ushered you inside You stood at the doorway to the banquet hall, looking around as all eyes turned to look in your direction. You looked down, making your eay into the hall as you excused yourself past people who made 10 times your salary.
"Holy Shit- YN?!?"- Romero said, Sokolov and Heiwajima in toe, pushing through the crowd of elegance.
"Damn YN!  You look amazing!"- Sokolov gushed as you blushed at the guys. 
"Thanks guys, you look great as well!- you said smiling down. Looking up you saw Hirugami approaching, carrying a glass of amber liquid.
"Will you idiots knock it off!  There are rich people here- Holy fuck- YN?!?!"- Hirugami said loudly as you look down, trying to hide your embarrassment "you look fantastic!"  You smile at the guys as Romero grabed your hand and lead you to another group of men.  
"Just wait until those fuckers see you, I'm going to rub it in their stupid faces," Romero says, marching you up to four giant MSBY players.  "This is OUR manager YN.  Isn't she gorgeous?  Bet you guys wish you had a manager,"- Romero said as you smiled and waved, embarrassed by all the attention. 
"Hello YN, I'm Meian Shugo, the captain of MSBY," Meian said extending his hand.  You shake it, smiling back.  You were able to excuse yourself, making your way to the side of the room when you saw him.  Korai stood there in a dark navy suit talking to a gorgeous blonde.  
He laughed as you saw a beaming smile form on his face. The smile you loved, only it wasn't for you and it never would be. You turned around, trying to hide the tears that we threatening to spill. You grabbed a napkin from the bar and dabbed at the corner of your eye.
You knew this was going to happen so why did it hurt so much? Why did seeing your best friend with someone who made him so happy crush you? She was perfect for him, tall, blonde and absolutely stunning. You took a deep breath, trying hard to hold back tears as you turned back around to face him.  Only this time, Korai was looking at you, completely staring, mouth agape and eyes wide.
The blonde girl had left and his entire attention was fixated on you.  You smiled at him, waving a little as Korai continued to stare.  Suddenly, a ginger haired man walked up to him, slapping him on the shoulder, causing him to snap from his thoughts.  
Korai couldn't believe what he was seeing. Was that really you? You looked like an absolute angel, a literal gift from God standing just a feet away from him.  When he first spotted you, he had been talking with his Atsumu's Girlfriend.  Something had caught his eye and he looked over, seeing the most gorgeous sight ever.  His eyes fixated on your form, your dress, your glowing skin, your beautiful silky hair.  You were literally the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen.  
"Hey- Hey Hoshi!  What the heck are you staring at?" Hinata said smacking him, as Korai looked up at him shaking his head to clear his fogged brain.
"Huh-" Korai said, looking from you to Hinata and back. He had to go to you.
"Hey excuse me for a second," Korai said, making his way towards you.  You smiled as when you saw him approach.  
"Hey stranger, funny running into you here," you joked, trying to disquse the fact that you hadn't just been completely crushed at the sight of him with his girlfriend.
"YN- you look, you look amazing.  I mean you always look amazing but God, you're so beautiful," Korai said, looking at you.  The compliment made you blush and a bigger smile graced your face.  There was no doubt in Korai's mind, you were absolutely perfect and he couldn't keep acting like you weren't perfect for him.
"Hey- can we go outside and talk?" He said,   throwing his thumb over his shoulder and towards the door.
"Oh- I, i-uh I don't want to take you away from your date,"you said, head down as you fiddled with your handbag.
"Date? I didn't bring a date,"Korai said, confused at the sudden somberness in your voice.
"Oh I saw you talking to that blonde and I thought," you said, your eyes lowering and looking to the floor again.  Korai couldn't help but smile, jealously looked so cute on you.
He put his finger under your chin, lifting it and locking eyes with your big, beautiful ones. His golden orbs met yours as you saw the softness in them, the same softness you remember seeing form your childhood.
"Come on pretty," he said grabbing your hand as you nodded and followed him, his fingers lacing with yours as he moved his way towards the balcony. You didn't miss the smirks from the Adlers and the almost auditable eye roll that radiated for Korai.
Once outside you stood as Korai, turned, running his hand down his face, he laughed saying, "I'm seriously so bad at this. I never imagined I've ever do this, well ever get the chance to do this."
You looked at him, confused and also concerned.  "Are you ok Korai?" You said, always there for your best friend.
"Ok I'm just going to say it, it's always good to get things out there right?" He said looking at you.  You look at him, still confused and concerned.
"Korai-"
"YN I like you!  Well I more than like you actually. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you. Actually I know I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since we were kids," Korai spits out.  You stand there for a second, trying to digest everything, this has to be some sick joke. Someone had to have put him up to this.
"That's not funny Korai," you finally say, your silence after those words almost deafening.
"YN-" 
"You can't be in love with me Korai.  You just can't be. Look at me for God's sakes!  I-I've always been this disgusting girl and you've always been this gorgeous guy. It's like a horrible movie where the ugly girl lasts after the school's jock," you said, laughing eithout humor. Korai just stared at you, confused, "and the worse part is that I love you but I know, deep down you could never love someone like me"- you say, the tears forming in the corner of your eyes as walked over to the balcony and gazed over the lake that was on the property. Korai couldn't believe what he was hearing.  You honestly thought you weren't good enough for him?
You stood there, deflated as you tried hard not to cry, Korai approached you, his hands going to your cheeks as he pulled you to look at him.
"Look at me YN," he said sternly, staring you directly in the eyes, "you are the most gorgeous, amazing and wonderful person I've ever met. It was you who always believed in me, it was you who always stood up for me when people made fun of my height or my dreams.  If anything it's me who doesn't deserve you," Korai said, his eyes studying yours as your tears rolled down your cheeks, a small chuckle escaping your mouth.
"Korai, you really mean that?"
"Let me show you angel"
Suddenly his lips came crashing on yours as he pulled you closer, kissing you deeply. You melted into the kiss, you hands going to his back as you held him close. Your lips moved in sync as his hands shifted to your back and waist, you hands moved to cup the back of his head. It was the kiss to end all kisses.
When you separated, you eyes locked as his forehead rested against yours. "You've always been the one," you whisper as he smiles, kissing you again. His hand roaming your lower back, one hand sneaking to your ass as he pulled you closer. You could feel your body heating you as your hands laced into his hair, gently tugging as he kissed you harder. The doors opened causing you and pull back, and Korai to groan.
"Hey Hoshi- oh shit, did I interrupting something?"Kageyama said looking at you and Korai.
"No-" "Yes-" you both say, Korai looking unimpressed in Kageyama's direction. If looks could kill, Kageyama would be dead on the spot.
"Hirugami wants to know if you guys plan to come out tonight? We need a head count," Kageyama said as you pulled away a little.
You look to Korai and smile,"you should go with your team-"
"I'm out- maybe next time," Korai said looking into your eyes, a smile gracing your face.
After the party, Korai took you home.  You smiled the entire ride home, happy your affection was being returned. He pulled up to your apartment, turning off his car as you turned too look at him.
"Well this is it- hmph," you said, your lips crashing with Korai's again as he licked your lower lip, signaling for you to open for him. You did instantly, your body humming from the heated kiss, your panties growing wetter as you felt his hand slide up the slit of your dress.
"Do you want to come up for a bit?"- You asked when you separated and Korai nodded frantically, jumping out of the car and all put yanking you to your door.
Making your way into your apartment, Korai stopped and looked at you. "Do you want something to drink or anything- Korai, are you ok?" You say, watching him observe you. His eyes were darker than before, almost like he was about to go feral. You could feel his gaze burn into you, your pussy practically throbbing at his stare.
"I'm good. Just thinking how stupid I was to not ask you out back in high school," He said, coming close to you, his hands going to your waist as he trailed kisses from you cheek down to your neck. He sucked and licked, hitting your sensative spot as he pulled your body flush against his. His rock hard cock pressing firmly against your thigh.
"Korai," you said breathlessly, feeling like you were about to combust from all the heat. It had been so long since you have felt wanted, so long since you had been touched by a man and never had you been touched in the way the Korai was. His large hands moving all around your curves. You could feel his desire for you boiling over as he sucked and licked behind your ear causing you to moan out.
"Tell me what you want Angel.  I'll give you anything," he said, continuing to kiss your neck and collarbone. You could have sworn he kissed every centimeter, every single millimeter of exposed skin.
"I want you to fuck me," you moan into his ear as you feel him stop, his eyes coming up the meet yours. He was panting heavily. You could see the affect you were having on him was just as bad as the one he had on you.
His lustt blown gaze met yours as you stepped back, slowly unzipping your dress. You turned, shimmying it down your body a a you slowly pulled it past your full ass, exposing your matching lace bra and panty set. You kicked the dress to the side and slowly turned to face Korai.
He couldn't stop staring. Your body was absolutely perfection. Every curve perfect, every stretch mark lile God had placed it himself, every single dimple drove him to absolute madness. The way your breast hug and the bra perked them up, he wanted to absolutely devour you.
"Fuck- YN, God you look- you look- Fuck," he said as you walk over to him slowly, reaching for his jacket as you slowly undid the buttons. He swollen hard as you moved your hands over his white button up shirt, removing it as it fell to the floor. You felt up his chest as he watched you in wonder, you hands going to undo each and every button and pulling it free from the confines of his pants.
His body was chiseled, washboard abs and broad muscular shoulders. You felt every single inch of his bare skin, taking it it's warmth, basking in the moment that was all yours.
You push off his shirt, your hands tracing his features more as you move to kiss him again, this time gently bitting his lower lip. As they parted, your tongue moved in, massaging his with a vigor that you had never attempted before. Korai made you feel desired and your body was responding appropriately.
He took advantage of the situation, spinning you around and pushing flat against the wall, pulling one of your hands up over your head as he held onto your tight. Your chest heaved into his, feeling your nipples rub just right as they grazed across his smooth skin.
"Korai-" you moan, eyes shutting at the sensative touches. His other hand was roaming all over your body. He was memorizing every single part of you, bount and determined to become an expert in pleasing you.
"What do you need from me Angel?" Korai said tracing your panty line with his fingers, slowly tugging them away from your skin as you moaned up at him, his body overflowing with a carnal desire.
"Please- I want you to touch me?" you said as Korai slowly laced his hand down your panties, crawling incredibly to slow towards your heated center.
You feel your body heat more as his fingers move towards your clit. He tested the waters, slowly and gently moving his finger over your swollen clit.   You whimper at his touch, feeling Korai groan as you feel like cock harden against your upper leg. His finger moved down to your hole, wetting them with your essence as he pulled his finger back to your ckit, massaging more and observing you shatter in his arms.
His fingers moved toward your center again, this time curving inside you, making you jolt with pleasure as he let go of your hand, gravbing your head and pulling you in for a heated kiss.  You moaning breaks the kiss, his fingers moving at a steady pace as you feel your body approach its climax. This was going to be big and you could feel it.
"Korai- Korai fuck, I'm gonna," you scream as you feel your pussy squeeze his fingers, causing him to rest his head against your shoulder, breathing deep. Fireworks blasted behind your eyes as your pussy pulsed with pleasure, continued to throb as he worked you through your orgasm.
"That was so sexy YN- you almost made me cum in my pants," he said, causing you to chuckle as you struggled to regain your breath. You smirked at him as your hand snaked down to his belt as you undo it. He watched in wonder as you undid his belt and zipper, slowly realizing what was happening.
You yanked down his pants, causing his hard cock to come free, bobbing up and down as he struggled to level his breathing. He groaned at the release of this thick, heavy cock. He hadn't been this hard in so long.
"My turn," you whisper into his ear as you take his tip in your hand, the pre-cum helping to lubricate as you began to move it up and down his shaft. Your eyes watching every facial expression, counting every breath he took.
Korai moved his head back, exposing his neck to you. You bent forward, kissing and licking up the column of his neck, his structure jaw line growing slack with pleasure.
You latched onto his neck, sucking as he heaved. You knew he was getting close and your heart skipped a beat knowing it was you getting him there.
Suddenly he grabbed your hand, causing you to look at him with your big dreamy eyes. He was an absolute mess, ravaged with lust and desire.
"The is absolutely no way I'm cumming from a hand job when I have you standing right here" he said as you giggled a little. Korai winked at you before bending over and lifting you into his arms. Your clothed pussy lining up with his hard cock, just moments and one thin slice of fabric away from slipping inside you.
"Fuck- Korai!  Put me down!  I'll hurt you," you gasped as he adjusted, the pressure of his cock on your clit sending a shiver of lust through your body.
"Oh shut up and tell me where the bedroom is," he said as you laugh point down the hall towards your master bedroom. Almost running, he quickly made his way there, at the door and locking lips with you once again. Taking you to your bed, he laid you down on top of you, still kissing you with as much vigor as he could muster. He adjusted himself, standing up and removing his pants you you stared in wonder. His cock bouncing up and down as he removed each leg.
"Baby take your bra off, I'll get your panties," he said as you nod frantically, snapping from your haze.  Korai tool off your panties, groaning as a string of your release pulled from your wet pussy to your panties. He wanted to taste you so bad but that would have to wait. His cock needed inside of you and now.
"Fuck- you are absolutely the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen" he said, pulling your legs over his shoulder as he lined his cock up with your hole, slowly rubbing it up and down as you felt your release gather on his tip. "Fuck condom," he groaned as he began to stand up, heading for his pants.
You shake your head in protest, "I'm on birth control and I haven't had sex in over a year. Also I'm clean". It was rather embarrassing how quickly you shouted the words out, blushing a little at your own enthusiasm.
Korai smiled down at you and nodded "same" he said kissing you hard, his cock nudging slowly into your soaking wet pussy. He felt his cock slip past your folds and travel its was down. Everything felt so tight, so hot. His cmbody seized as he slowed his pace before. He knew if he kept going, he'd surly cum way too fast.
  "Fuck- so fucking tight," Korai gritted as he pushed in, his cock stretched you so good, filling you up as you moaned louder. His cock wasn't massive but it was thick, the stretch delicious and a little painful. You could feel yourself accept him more and more as he worked his way deeper into you, his balls finally hitting your ass as you both stayed still for a moment. His hips planted firmly against you as he ground into you a little, the sensation of his lower stomach hitting your clit and sending jolts of pleasure thought your body.
"I'm going to move now angel, I'll go slow," he said pulling back slowly, almost coming fully out before pushing back into you. The action causing you to moan louder as you felt your orgasm start to build. He felt so good, so incredibly amazing. His slowly picked up his rythym as he began to thrust faster and faster inside of you, your head rolling back as you moaned in ecstasy.
You moved your fingers down to your clit rubbing frantically as your body approached its peak. Korai watched, teeth gritting as he held out. Your pussy felt like home, so warm and inviting. Each thrust bringing him closer and closer to his end.
"Korai- Ko please go faster, I'm so close," yo scream as your back starts arching from the mattress, pleasure level going off the chart you you feel your climax hit.
"Fuck," Korai growled as his hips pistened, his cock reaching so deep as he felt your pussy began to tighten around him. He wasn't going to last much longer but he knew you were there.
You felt yourself thrown over the edge, head flying back as your back completely left the bed and you eyes closed, mouth opening. You were panting your releases as you felt every single squeeze of Korai's cock.
Korai groaned at the feeling of your pussy, his pussy. How he could fuck you every single day before practice and even after practice. He thought about fucking you the showers and over the benches, even in the middle of the volleyball court. He thought about how only he would know the feeling of you.
"Fuck YN- mine, mine, MINE!  ALL FUCKING MINE BABY!"- He growled, his possessiveness seeping out.
"All yours Ko- always been yours," you say, your orgams still pulsing. He gritted his teeth, his eyes shutting as you watched his orgams hit, his mouth opening and his body convulsing as he pushed his spurting cock as deep as he could.
"Holy shit- YN, that was so fucking amazing,"- He said collapsing and breathing  heavily on top of you. You could feel his cock soften, your combined fluids leaking out onto your bed.
You smiled, your breathing starting to match his as you come back down to earth.  Korai rolled off you, pulling you into his body as he held you close. 
"Any regrets?"- You say, half joking as you ran your fingers down his abs, feeling every line as you traced his body.
"Yeah- I regret not doing this sooner," he said as you looked up into his face, his hair matted with sweat and the biggest smile grazing his face.
"I love you YN"
"I love you too Korai"
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shoulmate · 4 months
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"Hey, what's up everyone..." You give the camera an awkward wave with your name, "I'm the manager for MSBY's Black Jackals and I'm here with some of your questions for a few of the Jackals or at least the least-senior members of the team who couldn't get out of doing this interview-"
"CUT!"
Kuroo calls your name from behind the camera. "Stick to the script, please."
You take a deep breath, looking into the camera and try again "hey, what's up everyone," awkwardly waving again with your name, "I'm the manager for the MSBY Black Jackals and I'm here with some of your questions for your favorite Jackals a.k.a the ones who make for the best entertainment because they don't know how to act on-screen--"
"Hey!" Atsumu shouts as the director calls "CUT!"
Kuroo makes a dramatic arm gesture. "Try again."
You roll your eyes. "Hey, what's up everyone," still awkwardly waving, "I'm the manager for the MSBY Black Jackals and I'm here with some of your questions for the Jackals instead of getting ready for the upcoming match against Schweiden Adlers because the JVA promotional rep doesn't know how to do his job--"
"CUT!"
"Come on," Kuroo complains, offended.
"--I'm here with questions for some of the Jackals because no one else could do it without hitting on the players--"
"CUT!"
"--here with questions for some of the Jackals because apparently this falls under my job description now--"
"CUT!"
With every take your tone becomes flatter and flatter, more and more annoyed and sarcastic.
"--here with questions for some the Jackals because Kuroo Tetsuro loves to torture me--"
"questions for three goons who can't get enough of the spotlight and one feral alley-cat who was dragged here against his will--"
"--questions for the newest members of the Black Jackals because everyone here thrives on my misery--"
Kuroo covers his face as the director chuckles under her breath "this is fantastic."
"Seriously?" Kuroo looks at her incredulously as you rattle off another unprofessional introduction. "You can actually work with this?"
"Absolutely." She snickers and gives him a conspiratorial look. "And when we get those four heartthrobs on-screen," she gives a pointed look to the waiting Jackals watching you with growing entertainment, "we're going to have pure gold."
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kitasgloves · 3 months
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I'm in love with you
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— ♬ how haikyuu characters would tell you they're in love with you
— ♬ SFW, fluff, gn reader, no beta
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— ♬ Kageyama Tobio
Kageyama was not familiar with romance, it was entirely foreign to him. He doesn't understand how people gain feelings for each other. He can't comprehend the enjoyment of having someone in your life. He thinks romance is trivial and doesn't bother associating with it. But as the typical turning point of every romance novel, someone was there to prove him otherwise.
You were in contrast to the setter. You met each other on your first day as the official manager of the SCHWEIDEN Adlers. Kageyama was curious about you. The sense of responsibility, resilience, and great humor oozed out of you that he can't help but be drawn. You were similar to a familiar orange-haired friend of his, but also different in many ways.
When he exhibited grey, you were bursting with colors. When he shines, you explode with light. When he took your kindness to heart, you brought out the best of him. After a long time of being exposed to you, Kageyama's heart can't help but beat so strongly when he's around you. It beats so strong that he fears he's going to need a second heart.
Kageyama has often thought about the beaming smile on your face, your melodious laughter, your hilarious comments, the scent of your clothes, the warmth of your skin, and the glimmer in your eyes. Kageyama concluded that he was probably going down with something, but what? The symptoms of his rapidly beating heart, his flushed face, and his antsy fingers are only present when he's around you. What the hell could this be?
"You're in love with [Name], aren't you?"
Hoshiumi teased him during their stretching after a practice match. Kageyama would've been quick to dismiss it with a logical response, but he falls silent and still. Ushijima takes notice.
"Hm, I notice the way you look at them, Kageyama"
"Yeah, you look all dazed and head over heels whenever [Name]'s around"
Their libero, Heiwajima added. Kageyama bites down an annoyed response and just shakes his head.
"I'm not in love with [Name]"
"Yes, you are"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
Kageyama was about to smack Hoshiumi on the head when their captain Hirugami stepped in between them with a disappointed stare. Kageyama goes home that day, thinking about his feelings for you. He's come to accept that he has formed some sort of crush on you, but he tells himself that he doesn't want more from you. But as time progressed, these complicated feelings grew, clearly affecting Kageyama even when he was on the court. The coach had to bench him out one time because his performance wasn't up to expectations.
He had to do something about these stupid feelings because he couldn't afford to be constantly benched. Kageyama has thought about what the characters in romance novels do to confront such feelings. They express them through giving gifts and hanging out with their love interest. So, Kageyama copies them.
The setter tries to woo you by giving you small gifts during breaks, making sure he's as subtle as possible. He gains the courage to ask if you want to watch a movie with him. Kageyama thinks he's doing everything correctly when he compares your happy responses to the romance novels he read. As Kageyama grew closer and closer to you, these feelings grew as it began to stress him out.
What in the world is going on with him?
It's like he loses his athletic talents and logical thinking when you come around. It's like you've made him weak when all you did was behave the way you usually do. Kageyama frowns at the thought. What should he do next? In the romance novels, the character confesses their feelings.
Confess your feelings?
Kageyama swallowed as a bead of sweat trailed down his forehead. He thinks he should do it then maybe these feelings would go away. However, as he tries to set this plan into motion, he becomes speechless. The way you gaze at him warmly and tilt your head when he calls your name has his stomach in knots.
"Ne-nevermind"
He would say every time. Kageyama desperately wants to tell you how he feels about you but he can't fucking do it. And the frustration shows especially on the court.
"Ow! What the hell Kageyama!"
Hoshiumi complains as he fails to receive Kageyama's monstrous serve. His teammates have been murmuring how aggressive the setter was lately. They wondered what could have made Kageyama so angry. The coach blows the whistle and instructs them to take five. Kageyama sits down and aggressively wipes the sweat off his face. His eyes land on you handing the team water bottles, his leg bounces as he waits for you to come to him.
"Here you go, Tobio-hmmph!"
Everyone gawked in shock, their jaws dropping on the floor, and some dropping their water bottles. Kageyama has read somewhere in romance novels that characters sometimes confess their feelings with a kiss. So, he decides that if he can't say it, he'll show you instead.
When the setter pulls his lips away, he takes in the bewilderment in your eyes and the pink hue on your cheeks. He inhales and looks at you in the eye.
"I'm in love with you, [Name]"
All of a sudden, he can finally say it to you. Everyone cheers and hollers at the confession. The pink hue on your cheeks turned into crimson. You gently peeled yourself away from the setter, trying to come up with a response.
"I-uh, what?"
"I'm in love with you, [Name]"
Kageyama repeats. He sees you shield your face as you cutely shied away from him.
"You're joking"
"I am not"
"Oh my gosh"
Kageyama wasn't sure if he was getting rejected or friend-zoned. But as you regained your composure, you surprised him by pulling him by the collar of his shirt and kissing him. At this point, everyone loses it. When you both pulled away, Kageyama turned breathless as he blinked rapidly at you.
"I'm in love with you too, Tobio"
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— ♬ Kuroo Tetsuro
Kuroo thinks his job at the JVA in the sports promotion division couldn't get more interesting until you rolled by. Initially, he viewed you as an adorable younger co-worker that he enjoys riling up. He couldn't help it when you gave him the most entertaining reactions. Immediately, the two of you created a bond of making the work atmosphere like a comedy show. Kuroo would purposely say something stupid to annoy you and you'll reply by scolding him or just whacking him on the head.
But under the comedic scene of your work relationship, Kuroo has taken a certain liking to you beyond the teasing remarks. He has grown to show ways in which he cares for you. When he's not being a teasing piece of shit, Kuroo checks on you like asking about your day or if you've eaten lunch. Sometimes he'd drag you to eat lunch with him, he'd even pay for the food. If the two of you were working overtime, he insisted on taking a heavy portion of the work so he could send you home early. When you'd protest, he'd make a clever deal to have you agree. Even the little things like lending you his jacket when you're cold, sharing his umbrella on rainy days when you don't have yours, and walking you home when it's late.
He wonders if you've noticed any of these things, he thinks he shouldn't care but he can't help but seek your reaction. Kuroo was in glee when he found you warming up to him and returning his gestures. You'd bring coffee for him in the morning, you'd share your lunch with him, and even invite him to one of your friends' birthdays. As time escalated, the somewhat relationship once filled with teasing was now replaced with unspoken tenderness.
Kuroo can act dumb and pretend. He can pretend he's not actively seeking you when in a crowded room, he can pretend that your smiles don't make his heart race, he can pretend that he doesn't care about your interests, and he can pretend that he's not falling for you. He would hide everything with his signature smirk and teasing comments, but secretly, he's dying to know if you would reciprocate his feelings.
So, he tries to quietly profess his love through his actions. Kuroo hints at his romantic feelings for you through the mundane things he would do at the office.
"I bought you coffee"
I'm in love with you
"Have you eaten lunch yet?"
I'm in love with you
"Here, you can borrow my jacket"
I'm in love with you
"I'll walk you home tonight"
I'm in love with you
There are times you're only treating every clue as his kindness and it's making his chest tight. Kuroo continues to do everything through his teasing.
"Your shirt looks like a clown vomited on it"
I'm in love with you
"Nice pants, [Name]. Did you steal them from your grandma?"
I'm in love with you
"You have the music taste of an edgy teenager"
I'm in love with you
"I hope no one has a crush on you yet because they're going to be disappointed"
I'm in love with you
You would always respond to his teasings with irritated sounds or physically hitting him. Kuroo was going mad at how every hint was flying over your head. He felt like he wanted to fistfight god. He was hoping, praying that you would take a hint and return his feelings because truthfully he was too scared to tell you.
"Just fucking tell them like the man you claim you are, Kuroo"
Kenma, his best friend, rolled his eyes at him when he told him everything about it. He hates how he was right. He needed to man up and tell you how he's absolutely lovestruck by you. By man up, he means getting drunk during a karaoke with all of his co-workers while singing karaoke. To be fair, the majority of the people were even more wasted than him. You were making fun of his drunken antics, filming them on your phone as blackmail later.
"You're wasted, Tetsu. Let's get you home"
"M'not drunk! Get your ass back here [Name] and dance with me!"
Kuroo pulls you against him and dances along to the sound of your co-worker's singing. You'd snort and laugh at him. He doesn't let you go even at the end of the song, he keeps dancing with you.
"Okay big guy, that's enough"
"You have nice eyes, [Name]"
He slurred and you raised a brow. You chuckled and shook your head, thinking it was just Kuroo being drunk.
"You have the prettiest smile too and the cutest laugh. I just wanna pinch your cheeks and kiss you right on the mouth"
This time you freeze and gaze at him wide-eyed. It may seem that Kuroo was beyond wasted with his drunken smiles and giggles. But you know what they say, a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts.
"...Really?"
"Uh-huh. You put on the ugliest outfits but still look sexy anyway. You drive me crazy, [Name]"
Your heart skips a beat as heat blooms on your cheeks. While your co-workers were still partying, you took the responsibility to bring Kuroo home since he was too intoxicated. Kuroo wakes up on your couch, shirtless with a horrible hungover.
"Here drink some water and take these"
You were suddenly there to hand him some water and pills. Kuroo takes them graciously. You called him over for breakfast as he tried to recollect everything from last night. When he fails to remember what happened after drinking god knows how much alcohol, you'd laugh at him.
"I did something stupid, didn't I?"
"I got a video of it, don't worry"
"Anything else? I didn't throw up on you or something?"
"Not really but you said some interesting things"
And when you told him about everything he told you last night, Kuroo was mortified. His blood was cold but his face was hotter than summer. He watched in pure embarrassment as you sent him a teasing smirk.
"I didn't know you thought of me that way, Tetsu"
"I-I didn't me-mean it, I swear!"
"Aw, that makes me sad"
"God, [Name]"
Kuroo ran a hand up his face to his hair and tugged the roots. He swallows and sighs.
"Fine, I did mean what I said to you last night"
Suddenly, you're speechless. He leans forward, finding the courage to elaborate his feelings to you.
"You always run through my mind, I love the smell of your hair, the sound of your laughter, the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, and I just..."
Kuroo pauses to catch his breath. You look like you were holding yours as you were waiting for him to finish. He offers you a sheepish smile.
"In summary, I'm in love with you"
It happened in a blink of an eye, you threw yourself unto him and crashed your lips against his. Kuroo can feel his heart go to a screeching halt. But as his eyes fluttered close and his hands found their place around your waist, he returned the kiss like it was the most natural thing in the world. The moment one of you pulled away, it seemed like the world had stopped.
"God, Tetsu. Here I thought I was an idiot for having a crush on you"
"Well, you still are"
You rolled your eyes and smacked him on the arm as he laughed. Kuroo kissed your cheek and smiled.
"But you're my idiot"
"Shut up and kiss me more"
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— ♬ Bokuro Kotaro
Bokuto was naturally a free-spirited man who easily drew people into him and is easily drawn to people. It's mainly the reason why he has gained many friends and acquaintances. Bokuto was also easily intrigued by anything, especially if it was shrouded by mystery that aroused his curiosity. So, it was no surprise when he developed a fascination with you.
In summary, you were working as the MSBY Black Jackal's PR. You were reserved, professional, and oozing with confidence. You quickly gained the respect of both the athletes and your co-workers. Your first encounter with Bokuto wasn't anything spectacular, in fact, the spiker wished he had forgotten about it because it was embarrassing.
He has done something stupid that caused chaos on the internet and local sports outlets. It affected his image and reputation as a promising professional volleyball player, including his team. And as PR, you were tasked to handle it. It was decided that he should make an official statement to clear his and the team's name, so you created a list of do's and don'ts for the athlete's guidelines in formulating his statement and giving him the freedom to construct it.
You discussed with him the guidelines and Bokuto, eager to impress you, nods his head like an excited toddler. He knows he should've listened because all of the guidelines you told him were important yet it flew over his head. Bokuto was distracted by you the entire time you were explaining everything. He watched you like a fascinated owl, taking in your features. From the scent of your hair to your minuscule habits. He imprints your face in his head instead of the guidelines.
Fueled by the rapid beating of his passionate heart, Bokuto goes to make his statement. And it was a nightmare for you working as PR, the only thing that salvaged everything was how charmingly hilarious Bokuto was. It was a headache watching him say inappropriate and unnecessary sentences while live on television. You even considered resigning. However, after the ordeal, Bokuto comes up to you like an energized kid with shining eyes.
"How was it?"
Now, you were blunt. You made no room for sugarcoating your opinions. Yet the way Bokuto waited for your response made you bite your tongue. You sighed and merely gave him a thumbs up. He cheers.
Thinking back at it, Bokuto realizes how dumb he was. But hey, at least he still has his career and survived being canceled on the internet. Everyone was aware of how Bokuto was trying to befriend you, they didn't think much of it because the spiker always wanted to become everyone's friend. Somehow, he couldn't get close to you, or rather, you refused to let him near. It was odd considering that even Bokuto managed to be friends with Sakusa Kiyoomi.
"[Name] probably thinks you're annoying"
Sakusa said one time and it made his hair deflate. He didn't mean to come off as annoying so he tried a much tone-down approach. Bokuto would briefly form conversations with you during breaks, it was mostly about ordinary things like the weather or what you had for lunch. He thinks you're slowly warming up to him by being the first to initiate the conversations. Bokuto's heart flutters at you sharing your interests with him.
He knows things are taking a drastic turn when he finds himself sleepless at night. It was important for an athlete like him to have a good amount of sleep yet he failed to shut his eyes and fall into slumber. Bokuto's head was filled with impossible scenarios, romantic scenarios involving you and him. Bokuto would reach to brush your hair behind your ear, you'll wipe the rice off his cheek, you'll hold his hand, and he'll spin you around. Bokuto's eyes shoot open at the sound of his alarm, he checks the time and realizes he's thirty minutes late.
"Shit! I'm gonna be late for the practice match!"
He thankfully arrives just in time to stretch and play the match. While everyone was making fun of him for forgetting to put his hair up in his usual hairdo, you were giving him concerned glances. This was the fifth time he was late, and his performance on the court was less energetic, and he seemed sluggish too after practice.
"Bokuto"
You called out during the water break. Bokuto flinches but faces you with a bright smile.
"Hey hey hey [Name]! What's up?"
"...Are you okay?"
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"
"You seem...tired. Have you gotten enough sleep?"
You watched as he let out a nervous chuckle and it was enough to answer your question. You sighed and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You should prioritize your sleeping schedule because it's affecting your plays. I know I am not your manager in the team but it could seriously affect your image during official matches"
"Right, yeah. Sorry, I'll work on it! I don't wanna put any burden on you as our PR"
"Bokuto..."
This time you look him right in the eye and Bokuto's heart skips several beats.
"I don't care about you putting a burden on me, I have handled much worse than you"
You tilt your head towards Atsumu and Sakusa, Bokuto has to hold back a laugh at that. You suppress a smile.
"I care about your well-being and health because you're my..."
You paused, casting your gaze away. If Bokuto's hair was styled up it would start to deflate right now.
"Because you're my friend"
You finished with a hint of pink on your cheeks. Bokuto holds back the urge to clutch his chest at the rare display of cuteness from your usual stoic face. What you said both gave Bokuto a sense of hope and despair. It meant that there was a possibility you could view him as more than a friend or a friend only.
He's been overthinking about it since then, resulting in losing more sleep. Bokuto didn't want to disappoint you but damn it these feelings are getting really complicated! He figured he had to let it off his chest someday or he was just going to continue suffering by carrying these unspoken feelings.
Bokuto tries to ask you if you want to go out and see a movie. The first time, you decline. But he doesn't lose hope. He asks again if you want to go party with him at a club with the team, and you are quick to say no. Well, third time's a charm.
"[Name], would you like to grab dinner with me tomorrow?"
"No, I'm sorry but I have something planned for tomorrow evening already"
Ouch
Bokuto brings a fist to his chest and falls down to his knees in a dramatic display, having to be rejected for the third time. You might as well have stabbed him right in the chest. All of a sudden, you extended him a small envelope. He gives you a puzzled look. He takes it and it was an invitation to your friend's birthday party, his eyes went wide at the bold and italic instruction that one must bring a date.
"Huh?"
"See, I can't grab dinner with you tomorrow, I need a date for my friend's birthday party. I'm wondering if you're willing to be my date"
"Yes!"
The spiker grins at you and raises his fists up in victory in a ridiculous manner. You chuckled and shook your head. Bokuto literally pleaded with his friends (a.k.a. the entire team) to help him get ready for your date with him tomorrow. Bless them because they had his back from his outfit to styling his hair.
Bokuto arrived at your place to pick you up and my god did he almost fainted at how gorgeous you looked that evening. When you linked your arm with his on the way to the venue, he felt like tearing up. But he keeps it together. Everyone at the party complimented his looks, the way his hair was swept back to show his handsome face, and his tasteful choice of clothing. He thinks the night was going well. After your friend blows their candles, the party resumes.
There was lively music, and people scattered around either dancing or talking. But you and Bokuto were stuck in your own world, sipping champagne and exchanging hushed jokes. When a soft melody begins, Bokuto holds his breath and says a silent prayer.
"Would you like to dance with me, [Name]?"
He asks while extending his hand out. You take it with a nod and he feels like his body is floating. Everyone was waltzing with their partner and when Bokuto placed his hands around your waist he froze. Panic is visible on his face.
"What's wrong, Bokuto?"
"I don't know how to waltz"
"Oh, then let me teach you"
Bokuto's heart melted. There was trial and error. Bokuto keeps stepping on your foot while making an absolute fool of himself and earning a few amused giggles from other people. You only smiled patiently at him as he found the perfect rhythm.
"Holy shit, I did it!"
"Congrats, you're a quick learner"
The spiker smiled proudly at himself and you couldn't help but laugh. As the gentle music continued while you two waltzed on the dancefloor, Bokuto gulped. This was his chance! His chance to tell you how he feels. However, you opened your mouth first.
"Bokuto, do you have feelings for me?"
Crunch!!!
You winced as your face displayed pain when Bokuto stepped on your foot, rather painfully. You both pulled away. He becomes frantic as he apologizes profusely, ruining the moment between you two. Great, he fucked it up. He couldn't meet you in the eye.
"Bokuto"
He looks down at his feet, his face featuring an embarrassed flush. You sighed.
"Bokuto, look at me"
He continues to behave like an embarrassed child. You grabbed his broad shoulders and forced him to look at you.
"Kotaro"
Your eyes met his and his chest tightened at the way you finally said his first name. You were giving him a soft look, silently assuring him that everything was fine. Bokuto draws in a sharp inhale.
"I'm in love with you, [Name]"
A lot of people turned their heads at the loud proclamation. Your eyes went wide and your face heats up at the sincerity of his tone.
"I've been in love with you since the day I met you. You're just so interesting and I've been thinking about you so much that I couldn't sleep properly"
Bokuto confessed. A few people gasped, it seemed like the music was fading away too. The blush on your face intensified as you watched him rigidly.
"I want to touch you, hold you, and kiss you. I want to be the one that makes you smile and laugh. I want to spend the rest of my days with you if you'll allow me"
There was a collective sound of 'aww's from the moved audience watching the spectacle. You open your mouth to say something but Bokuto keeps going.
"I want to buy a house with you, pay taxes with you, and grow old with you. I...I want to marry you!"
In a flash, Bokuto gets on one knee making everyone gasp as if he's going to pull out a tiny box with a shiny ring. You frantically wave your hands around.
"Wait, stop! This is going too fast! I'm pretty sure you don't have a ring right now, Kotaro"
"Oh, shit, you're right"
Bokuto stands back up on his feet. You quietly went over to him and grabbed his large hands. The weight of the people's anticipating eyes goes unbothered to you.
"I suppose you have beat me, I meant to confess to you first. I'm in love with you too, Kotaro"
And the crowd goes wild. Bokuto lets out a scream and picks you up in his arms spinning you around like he'd imagine. The cheering goes deaf in his ears as he focuses on the sound of your laughter. It fills him with absolute happiness as nothing could compare to the joy of knowing you're in love with him too.
Although it seemed like a win for him, it ended up being a workload for you as PR because someone filmed the entire scene and posted it on social media as it went trending. Now everyone was dying to know who was the person that Bokuto Kotaro ended up offering his heart to.
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— ♬ Oikawa Tooru
Contrary to popular belief, Oikawa had no luck when it came to romance. Sure, he had gorgeous looks, a hot bod, a charming personality, and a heart of gold. But he had no one to willingly lend his heart to. He had relationships in the past, all resulting in failure. But then he didn't mind, he didn't mind if he had no one to hold or share his secrets with. The Oikawa then wouldn't have cared if he didn't have someone to kiss. However now, he's growing conscious.
Oikawa was no stranger to being a heartthrob. He was used to being surrounded by people thirsting for his attention. Sometimes he reveled in it. But he thought how nice it was to have someone in the crowd to lock eyes with and smile because they saw him as who he really was. Perhaps, he's been consuming too much romantic media lately.
The setter is a hopeless romantic who believes in true love even though he hasn't technically encountered it yet. But he wishes to. Oikawa was growing tired of the media portraying him as a cool and super-talented athlete. He's just a stupid guy who's a volleyball nerd and obsessed with astrology. He's not out at night hooking up with someone, he watches Ghibli movies and listens to popular love songs. Oikawa was just an ordinary guy who wanted to be loved for who he truly was.
When he arrived back in Japan to have a vacation and reunited with his best friend, Oikawa wasn't expecting anything to happen. He thinks this is just another long vacation and after that, he'll return to Argentina and be back to the pathetically single moron that he is. And then he met you. Iwaizumi's roommate. Previously when he returned to Japan, Iwaizumi lived alone in his apartment, so he was surprised to see you answer the door instead of his childhood best friend.
"Woah, you're not Hajime"
You said and gave him a glance from head to toe. Oikawa stood stiffly with an awkward smile, hugging all his luggage. You raised a brow.
"You friends with Hajime?"
"Yes, I'm his childhood best friend"
Judging from the way you called his best friend by his first name, he thought you two were close. You furrowed your eyebrows and suddenly snapped your fingers.
"Oh, you! Heard a lot about you from my roommate, you're Oikawa right?"
"Yep"
"Cool, come in! Hajime was out doing some errands"
You smiled and opened the door wider to let him in. The apartment was livelier compared to the last time he visited. There were plants and aesthetic decorations that filled the spaces. Oikawa settled his things down by the living room and took a seat. You were only wearing a pair of shorts and an oversized shirt as you walked to the kitchen.
"You hungry, bud?"
"Oh, no thank you"
"Good, I don't know what to feed you. Hajime does the cooking around here"
You laughed and the setter found himself chuckling. Your demeanor was welcoming and interesting. Oikawa watched you walk around the place tidying up, seemingly to make everything more presentable. Oikawa decides he wants to get to know you more.
"The last time I visited, Iwa-chan didn't have a roommate"
"Really? Well, I kind of begged him to let me stay here since my last place was shitty"
"So, how long have you known him?"
"Long enough to know he's obsessed with Godzilla"
You and Oikawa shared a laugh. You settled in the living room, plopping on the beanbag across from the setter, and chatted. Somewhat having a playful interview and getting to know each other. The way you matched Oikawa's personality impressed him greatly. Why the hell has Iwaizumi not introduced you to him yet?
You were a breath of fresh air. You talked to him without regard for his popularity, hell, he thinks you don't have a clue he's a famous athlete. Maybe you didn't give a shit, either way, he was glad. Both of you found a lot of common interests like volleyball and astrology. Oikawa for the first time felt like someone had finally glanced at his true self.
By the time Iwaizumi arrived at the apartment, you and Oikawa were blasting Taylor Swift in the speakers and talking about zodiac signs while sprawled out on the floor. There was a mixture of shock and disgust on Iwaizumi's face.
"Hi, Hajime!"
"Hi, Iwa-chan!"
You both greet him enthusiastically. Iwaizumi closed the door and crossed his arms, giving you two an odd look. He pointed at his best friend.
"How long have you been here?"
"Long enough for me to know all of your embarrassing high school moments"
You replied with a mischievous giggle. Oikawa copied you. Iwaizumi mumbled to himself as he entered the kitchen while rubbing his temples. Oikawa was going to stay for a week, occupying the couch to sleep on. But the two of you grew close so quickly and suddenly, that you two would lay your mattress in the living room and have some sort of slumber party every night.
Oikawa expected to catch up with Iwaizumi but instead ended up bonding with his roommate instead. How could he not when you literally matched his energy so well? It was like you were the missing piece of his soul that made him whole. Like the Yin to his Yang, the sun to his moon, or the water to his fire. It seemed like the planets aligned when he met you.
His stay in Japan was unexpectedly filled with new memories with you. The two of you were always out and about either partying or exploring. Iwaizumi witnessed how his best friend slowly carved a special place for you in his life. The man witnessed everything. When you two would get home at five in the morning wasted, later Oikawa would assist you when you're throwing up in the toilet. When you two would get into stupid arguments, mostly Oikawa would get upset and you would be the first to apologize as you two made up. When you and he would blast loud music in the speakers and have a mini concert, Iwaizumi got a complaint from the neighbors.
And most importantly, Iwaizumi witnessed how his best friend was falling in love with you. From the tender stares to the caring gestures, it was no mistaking that Oikawa had feelings for you. Iwaizumi knew the setter well, how he was a romantic but could be devasted and hurt because of it. How he desperately worked himself to the bone to become better. And how he longed to have someone who saw him past the charms.
Oikawa pouted when Iwaizumi forced him to hang out with him and Matsukawa and Hanamaki. The four of them went out for drinks and did some catching up. However, Oikawa was occupied texting on his phone, most likely chatting with you.
"Hey! Iwa-chan give that back!"
The setter whined when Iwaizumi snatched his phone and pocketed it. Matsukawa and Hanamaki laughed at him.
"Are you seriously talking to [Name] right now?"
"Huh? How did you know?"
"Iwaizumi filled us up with your unfolding romance with them"
Hanamaki replied. Oikawa glared at him and blushed, Iwaizumi and Matsukawa shared amused laughs.
"Just admit it Shittykawa, you're in love with [Name]"
"I am not!"
The way the setter immediately denied provided a great amount of proof. Oikawa loved to deny the truth, especially how painful it was. He denied how he wasn't naturally born with talent, he denied the fact he hasn't gone once to Nationals, and he denied how he was harboring strong feelings for you.
Because the truth was he was petrified. Now, that he found someone who can make his heart beat so fast, he doesn't want to fuck it up. Oikawa doesn't want to fuck up the friendship he had with you. Oikawa was sure you only saw him as a friend and only held platonic feelings for him. He thinks confessing to you would just fuck up everything, so it was better to stay as friends than ruin what he had with you.
"Just confess, you idiot"
"I can't, Mattsun!"
"Why? Are you scared?"
"...Yes"
Oikawa exhales. His friends shared a look. He was about to leave Japan tomorrow. He won't be seeing you again for god knows how long. His heart aches at the thought of being so far away from what he deemed as his soulmate. He felt so stupid for falling so easily. Curse his stupid heart and stupid feelings.
"Oi, you're not stupid for falling in love, okay?"
Iwaizumi reassured him. Oikawa gives him a grateful smile and gulps down his beer.
"I know. It's just never met someone who made me feel so complete and I would hate to ruin everything because I admitted what I feel"
"That's love, dude. You get happy and hurt at the same time"
Hanamaki said. Matsukawa gives him a pat on the back as he tries not to get teary-eyed.
"I shouldn't have returned here"
"Hey, cut that out. How else you would've met [Name]?"
"Yeah. Just tell [Name] how you feel and if all goes to shit, you'll still have us"
"No homo tho"
Everyone shared a lighthearted laugh. Oikawa has really been counting his blessings but meeting you was the greatest blessing of all. As he finishes another glass of beer, Oikawa takes a confident stand.
"Okay! I'll tell them how I feel!"
All of his friends cheered and patted him on the back. Oikawa thinks it will be fine, even if he'll inevitably end up sobbing like an ugly baby on his flight tomorrow back to Argentina. As he returns back at the apartment, he sees you scrolling on your phone. When you see him enter, a warm smile spreads on your lips and it makes his knees weak.
"Hey, Tooru"
"[Name], can I tell you something?"
"Sure! I got something to tell you too"
"Oh, you go first!"
Oikawa insisted. He was nervous as fuck, he needed spare time to prepare how to spill his feelings for you. But you shook your head and laughed.
"Nah, you can go first"
Shit
"No, I insist"
"Come on, Tooru. I don't mind"
"No, you go first"
"No"
"Yes"
"No!"
"Ugh! Fine!"
You raise a brow as he runs his hands down his face with a frustrated groan. Oikawa looks you in the eye, his eyes growing wet the longer he stares.
"I've been thinking this through and...fuck! I can't do it!"
The setter turns away and collapses on the couch. You give him a concerned look and join him on the couch.
"Hey, you know you can tell me anything?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow, [Name]"
"I know, it's making me sad as fuck, Tooru"
"I...I don't want to leave"
"But you can't"
"I don't want to leave you"
Oikawa sniffs. You frowned and grabbed his hands, he looked at you. Your gaze meant something deeper, like you were gazing directly at his soul, witnessing his flaws but seeing past them by holding his hands. Oikawa was convinced you have always seen the real him no matter how much he pretended. And he stares back at you like you're the best thing that has ever happened to him in his life. Oikawa inhales.
One, two, three...
"I-"
"I'm in love with you, Tooru"
You blurted out. Oikawa's eyes bulge out of its sockets. His mouth goes agape as his face displays sheer bewilderment. You nervously smiled.
"Sorry, I can't stand seeing you leave without telling you how I feel"
"[Name], what the fuck?"
"I understand if you don't feel the same-"
"I'm fucking in love with you too, [Name]"
Oikawa finally confesses. You gasp in response before letting out a breathless laugh. He doesn't miss the way your eyes became glassy.
"Oh my god, tell me you're kidding!"
"No! Never! [Name], I'm in love with you. I was about to tell you but I got nervous"
"We're fucking idiots"
You said as you both burst out laughing. Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes both from relief and joy. As the laughter subsided, you both gazed softly at each other. This time Oikawa grabs your hands.
"[Name], you have completed me. You see me as who I am and I just want to be on your side all the time"
He goes to kiss your knuckles turning your face red. Oikawa sighs as he traces your knuckles with his thumbs.
"But I have to leave you behind, here in Japan. I wouldn't mind if you want to start a long-distance relationship"
"Oh, about that"
"Yeah?"
"Remember when I said I was going to say something to you?"
"Oh, wasn't that the confession?"
"Nope!"
You grinned and went over to your bag and pulled out your passport and a flight ticket. You showed it to Oikawa.
"I'm coming with ya to Argentina!"
"Oh my god!"
Oikawa couldn't control himself as he picked you up in his arms and spun you around the living room. You laughed as he excitedly babbled how he was excited to return back to Argentina with you. Oikawa felt like the luckiest man alive, striking the ultimate jackpot to romance. Because he gets to be with you, who made his heart whole.
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mattsunism · 2 years
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as one of the managers for MSBY, you don’t see the adler’s ushijima wakatoshi often. so on the rare occasion that the two teams practice together, you make sure not to let the opportunity go to waste (nsfw).
your ears involuntarily prick up at the muffled sound of someone laughing, followed by the sound of a volleyball hitting someone. upon instinct your body clenches up, your hands gripping at the jersey in front of you.
his hips stutter at your actions and his hand squeezes your hip tighter (a feat that you didn’t even think was humanly possible), making you wince and a yelp to slip past your lips.
“wakatoshi, too tight,” you breathe out, and his grip instantly loosens.
“it’s your fault. don’t tighten up like that.”
you open your mouth to protest, but decide against talking back. after all, there was no point in starting anything now. especially considering the position the two of you were in.
you opt to lean forward instead, catching ushijima’s lips with yours. you pull at his bottom lip with your teeth, tugging lightly (you have to remind yourself no marks, because it’d be over if the two of you got caught), and you internally smirk at the way the brown-haired man groans into your mouth.
his hips push into yours, and you welcome the pain in your inner thighs that come with each press. there’s no rhythm to his actions, just his cock brutally thrusting into your wet cunt, desperately trying to chase a release before anyone comes into the room.
“don’t have a condom,” ushijima mutters into your neck, eyebrows furrowing, all while continuing to hit that sweet spot of yours.
“just come in me, please, wakatoshi, fuck. i’m so close,” you plead, your legs wrapping tighter against his waist. you swear you’re seeing stars at the way he’s fucking you, and there was nothing more you wanted at that moment than for him to fill you up inside and fuck you through your orgasm.
his right hand goes down to rub at your clit, and the added stimulation was causing your brain to practically melt like ice cream on a sunny day.
“keep going, please. i want your cum so badly, please just give it to me. fuck, you feel so good inside me. your cock is so fucking good, so big, the best i’ve ever had, fuck.” you’re slurring your words at this point, too fucked out to be embarrassed by the words leaving your mouth.
your words seemed to push ushijima over the edge, because his hips stuttered once, twice, before you feel his cum filling you up inside. the tip of his cock presses up against your g-spot and your head lolls back at the feeling, too lost on the feeling of ushijima’s cock to even register the pain of hitting the metal locker.
you must both be masochists, because he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, a creamy white ring forming at the base of his cock. his eyebrows twitch at the overstimulation, the fine line between pleasure and pain becoming muddled.
“fuck,” he growls, eyeing the mess. he’s obsessed with the way you look whenever you fuck, as if your pussy was made personally to take his cock and milk it for all it was worth.  all for him, all because of him.
he keeps his softening cock inside you for a few more moments, savoring your warmth, and allows you to ride out your orgasm to its fullest, sucking at the sweet spot below your ear.
you whimper as he pulls out, feeling his cum start to seep out of your puffy folds. ushijima stares, mesmerized, as if admiring his work, but then grabs a towel from his locker and begins wipes away the mess.
he helps fix your panties, his thumb purposely brushing against your clit just to see your body twitch at the overstimulation.
he gives you one last kiss, but has to pull away with a chuckle because you were still reeling, still seeing stars at the orgasm he had just given you. you’re trying to catch your breath, and just end up giving the man a glare instead of your usual back talk when he teases you over your state.
“you should have come to the schweiden adlers. it’s not too late to fix your mistake, you know.”
you groan as he starts up his lecture about how you chose to manage the wrong team (for the thousandth fucking time, just saying), and somehow find the energy to stand up. you grab your jacket and zip it up to your chin, scowling.
“worst pillow talk ever, wakatoshi.”
“if you didn’t notice, we’re in a locker room,” the player points out, and you mentally face palm at how dense the man is.
“the cover up story is that i was finding tape so you could wrap your fingers,” you mutter, reaching into your jacket pocket to pull out a small roll of finger tape. you toss it into his lap and speed walk out of the locker room, desperate to end the conversation.
extra.
bokuto leans into atsumu, peering at the stoic man through the net with wide eyes, his eyebrow arching suspiciously.
“you think wakatoshi’s got something going on with our trainer?”
atsumu clicks his tongue, and with wrinkled brows pushes the latter away. “oy, knock it off! ya getting all yer sweat on me.”
the blond stared at you, an incomprehensible feeling bubbling in his stomach at the thought of you dating the adler’s member. his head tilts slightly to the side at the sight of you handing a water bottle to ushijima, not missing the way the latter lets his fingers practically overlap yours during the interaction, and how unbothered you are this contact. almost as if you were used to his touch.
could they? what were the chances that you were closer with the other team’s star player?
no. not much, atsumu convinced himself, but an unsettling feeling remained in his chest despite the self-gaslighting.
after much thought the blond spoke again, his eyes tearing away from your figure to look at bokuto. “and, no way. have ya seen the guy? he’s like a robot.”
(i... am so down bad for this man wow.)
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itsyoursunshinebabe · 10 months
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Little secret
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You and Hoshiumi have been together for five years without anyone knowing about your relationship. What was your the reason for it? Well, you were the Schweiden Adlers’ manager and he was a player in the volleyball team; being together would’ve started scandals, so you two decided to keep it a secret as long as you can.
But things were becoming difficult as you became pregnant with the white haired outside hitter’s child; and hiding your morning sickness, nausea was no fun, but you did what you could, pretending that you’re feeling fine and thinking about how you’d share the news with your boyfriend.
This morning it was especially hard, since you had to run a lot of errands for the team, and you were dead tired. By noon you were completely worn out, much to everyone’s surprise, because usually you were just as energetic as your secret boyfriend.
“You sure you’re okay?” Many of your colleagues have asked but you nodded with a forced smile and drunk a lot of orange juice to soothe the nausea.
It was a bad decision.
Soon you found yourself crouching above the toilet, while your breakfast made its escape through your mouth. Your eyes were teary, face was ghostly pale compared to your healthy complexion, and your lips were dry after the constant vomiting. You looked like the zombie version of yourself and there’s no way people wouldn’t notice it.
And you were right...
The first one was the coach, who pulled you aside, asking what’s going on. You were in a great distress: should you makeup a pretty little lie or tell the truth? The first option seemed tempting, but sooner or later everyone would found out your pregnancy as you’d start to show in a few weeks maybe. But telling the truth would be difficult, as Hoshiumi was also involved, as your boyfriend.
So you opted for a third option: telling the truth, but not the whole truth.
“I’m pregnant.”  And the coach’s eyes grew plate sized.
“Congratulations, I feel so embarrassed Y/n, I didn’t even know you had a spouse.” He said, unsure what else to say. You thanked him properly and went on your way, but then other colleagues started to ask what’s wrong, fearing it might be a virus.
The situation started to become stressed. You tried to avoid the topic, but you went on the toilet three more times and returned with a sick look. This could not go on for too long.
You confessed, making them swear not to tell anyone else yet and since they were nice people, and you’ve been working with them for years, they promised not to do it.
That didn’t make you calmer though...
Especially as you were about to have a meeting with the team members, who were practising at the moment...
You felt extremely nervous, praying that no one would talk about this topic right now, since your boyfriend was still unaware of the great news; and of course, you were scared what if he wouldn’t want it and leave you. Or he couldn’t play because of your relationship. A manager- team member affiliation could be big catch for the media, and you didn’t want to cause any trouble for Hoshiumi.
As you walked in, completely lost in thoughts a ball was flying towards you; luckily the coach caught it before it could hit you with full force. “Idiots, pay attention next time, she’s pregnant, you could have caused a big trouble if the ball would’ve hit her.” He yelled. The members all nodded and said sorry, except for your white haired boyfriend, who was awestrucked and gaped like a fish.
“What’s wrong Hoshiumi?” Asked the coach with a curious look on his face. “Pregnant?” He asked too quietly compared to his boisterous voice. You nodded nervously, trying to avoid his gaze, but he literally ran to you, pressing a soft kiss on your lips, then he kneeled down to face your still flat belly.
The whole world disappeared as he was giving small pecks on your stomach, whispering sweet promises while tears were running down on his face. You were smiling with teary eyes as well, softly stroking your boyfriend’s hair.
But the world didn’t really disappear.
The whole Schweiden Adlers’ have been staring at you till the coach discretely coughed some and told the team to go back to practice, leaving you two alone in bliss.
“How long have you known about the baby?” Asked your boyfriend, still unable to process how lucky he was. “A few days only. I’m currently 9 weeks old, so little one was hiding very well.” “Do you know the gender yet?” “No, we still have to wait a few days, I just had my first ultrasound 2 days ago.”
It all made sense to Hoshiumi now: the loss of appetite, how smells suddenly disturbed you, the constant nausea. Seriously, he thought it was a virus too.
“Korai? Are you...happy?” He had to laugh. “Y/n, I couldn’t be happier.” “But what about your career?” “What about it? We just announce we are together, expecting our first child and tell the press to fuck off. Like I suggested at the beginning.” He had to add this; after all, he wanted to come clear long ago, but you were too worried about his pro volleyball career and he accommodated to your wish.
“Let’s start with the team first, I was dying to tell them how I’m with the manager everyone’s having a crush on.”
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astrowaffles · 11 months
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HEY HEY HEYYYYY
MSBY and SA headcanons? I wanna hear ideas!
HEY GIRL
I've obviously seduced my mutuals using my enormous brain - ;) - and so I shall bless you all with more headcanons
(it took me about five minutes to remember who SA were because I completely forgot that the Adlers are the Schweiden Adlers. anyway)
ushijima has been assigned as hoshiumi's bodyguard to prevent hoshiumi from starting fights
sakusa decorates his hand sanitizers with cute stickers
hinata doodles on his shoes
all glass doors in the msby gym have huge posters on them so bokuto doesn't walk into them by mistake
kageyama won't drink water, only lemon water
meian has taken to bribing his team with cookies like "if you manage another five minutes of quiet, you can have a cookie"
hinata has been banned from staying after hours because he broke a window while being too enthusiastic
(Fukuro) Hirugami was Hoshiumi's gay awakening and Hoshiumi will never let him forget it
atsumu starts a fight with every sheep he sees
ushijima went vegan for a bit and wouldn't shut up about the virtues of lentils
kageyama thought he was going to "catch veganism" and so refused to work with ushijima during the vegan phase
sakusa has a dedicated breakdown corner that atsumu helpfully decorated with cat memes
hinata and atsumu made an msby banner that they hang above the adlers' changing rooms whenever they play against each other
hoshiumi blames msby for every minor inconvenience he experiences
I have more but this post is long enough 😭😭
These guys are my babygirls. and also MSBY 4 life <3
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hqfeatbetty · 2 years
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giving him your hand to see if he's a gentleman and kiss it .ft haikyuu boys (Schweiden Adlers/MSBY Black jackal) x manager reader
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✦ MASTERLIST
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USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI 
being the manager of the Schweiden Adlers means you have to be so early in the gym to prepare everything they need for practice.. and of course ushijima didn't disappointed you and came the first one as usual.. so you smirked to yourself and took your phone with you to record his reaction. He was confused why are you standing right in front of him holding your hand like that and the other one is recording him ? you both stayed like that for a good minute until you took off your hand, shaking your head ..it was a bad idea to do this joke with him.
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KAGEYAMA TOBIO
you waited until the others show up at the gym,and here he is.. the kageyama tobio in all his glory, you run to him and did the same thing and another one who stood there confused and looked at ushijima as to tell him what's going on but ushi-waka only shrugged and told him "she did the same with me" tobio looked at you again and took your hand and gave you a high five . you looked at them in disbelief,are they really that clueless in life except for volleyball ?!
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SAKUSA KIYOOMI 
so in this one you are the manager of msby haha..so like always you were at the gym preparing what needed until you saw sakusa and tomas entering the gym, you welcomed them and suddenly this bright idea came to you..so you took your phone and went to them ..tomas has to take a phone call so he left and you find yourself alone with omi so you stood there and you stretched out your hand..he looked at you for seconds and then sigh and took your hand and kissed it...you were shocked that he did that and actually knew what that means...and maybe like maybe your heart flattered at that.
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 ATSUMU MIYA 
it was lunch time so the boys were on a break..tsumu was drinking water and talking to samu on the phone so you went to him and give him you hand..he smirked at you and held your hand gently ..for a moment you thought that maybe because he's around omi all the time he learned from him how to be a gentleman but no.. suddenly he pulled your hand close to his mouth and bit you.. you stood there like”THAT’S HURTS TSUMU !!”
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raquellemonsta · 9 months
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kiss me more (bokuto x reader)
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chapter 8: the match
You cursed yourself for taking a little too long in the shower this morning, causing you to now be running behind on this important day. Readjusting your sunglasses, you looked down at your navigation which dinged to single the end of your journey. You had finally reached it: the home of the Schweiden Adlers.
Outside of the arena, to the right half of the building, the giant banners that you had created with the team hung down and covered the exterior. You admired them for a second before making your way inside. You used the ticket that had been provided to you and found your way to the stands.
The gym was filled by the time (Y/N) got there. The Black Jackals and Adlers alike had huge fan sections touting noisemakers and signs. Cheerleaders for both sides were lined up in the stands and spirits were high. The sound in the arena was deafening even though both teams were merely warming up. That made sense though, this was a huge game between two amazing teams and it was hard to say who would win. The marketing effort had definitely worked.
As you walked through the crowd, you saw and heard Yachi waving and shouting your name. You made your way over to her and gave a quick greeting to her and the two men sitting next to her. She had talked about them before, Yamaguchi Tadashi and Tsukishima Kei, you remembered. Yamaguchi was her ex-boyfriend, but she told you that they were still on good terms (and to you it even seemed that there might still be some chemistry there). She also raved about Tsukishima's fiancée, who had been one of her fellow managers in high school. Yachi had told you before that if she had to pick a best friend other than you, it would be her.
The entire team stood on the endline with their hands behind their backs. You gazed at #12, as he searched the crowd around you looking for someone. His eyes finally stopped when he found who he was looking for: you. He grinned brightly and you smiled and waved excitedly at him.
He winked at you and you felt your heart start beating faster. The three sitting behind you gave you funny looks, before Yachi quietly laughed and Yamaguchi joined in. Tsukishima couldn't really judge this time, since his girlfriend acted somewhat similarly. The upref blew his whistle, and the starters walked onto the court. Bokuto was already full of energy, seemingly infectious for the rest of the team. It would be an interesting game to be sure.
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The Black Jackals had emerged victorious over the Adlers and you were on top of the world. Plenty of other MSBY fans were just as excited as you. Tsukishima made a comment about 'how pissed Kageyama was going to be'. Yachi laughed at your excitement and the other two men were giving you looks again (not bad I promise), but you didn't care.  
This match has been anticipated for weeks and your boys came out on top.
As both teams shook hands at the end of the game, you made your way down the stairs to wait outside of the visiting team locker room. You were excited to see the whole team, but of course most excited for one in particular. You nearly tripped down the stairs as you got distracted by the huge smile that was bound to be on his face, his perfect hair and honestly perfect body that was definitely going to be sweaty (though you didn't really mind). Just a turn down another hallway and the sight would be yours.
Something you probably should've anticipated was the crowd of people, fans and reporters already standing outside of the door waiting for the winners to exit. Several people with notepads were looking to get comments from the starters to
Some of the people actually seemed to recognize you, likely as the girl seen on the news sites with Bokuto. Osamu was there too, likely waiting for his brother. You gave him a kind wave before gluing your eyes back to the locker room door.
The door finally opened, and Sakusa was the first one out. When he noticed the crowd of people, his eyes immediately widened before he opens the door again and heads back in. He clearly wanted no part in any of it, and you felt bad for him. Atsumu was the next player out, and he was immediately swarmed with girls and people asking him questions.
"Atsumu I love you!" one girl yelled.
"How do you develop such trust with your hitters?", which he tried to respond to, before Osamu cut in, "you don't even know how, shut yer trap", and they quickly shifted to insulting each other.
Bokuto came out next, with a big grin on his face upon seeing all of the people excited to see him.
"Hey hey hey!" he shouted, causing the people in the hall to cheer (seriously, anything he did amazed them). You smiled brightly at his energy even after an exhausting game. He was always so positive. The people closer to the front tried to talk to him first, you saw some girls around him as he enthusiastically answered the question of how he was feeling after such a big win.
"Koutaro!" you jumped to try and get his attention. He looked around hearing the familiar voice and his eyes found yours, quickly lighting up. He excused himself from the reporters and fans and excitedly made his way through the crowd to you. It was difficult for him to maneuver through everyone, but they finally let him through. He quickly embraced you in a very sweaty, very tight hug, but you loved everything about it.
"You were amazing" you whispered to him. He squeezed you a little bit tighter before pulling back and giving you a genuine, appreciative smile. Your sweet moment was quickly interrupted by the same reporters he had just been talking to.
"What's your name miss?"
"Mr. Bokuto, is this your girlfriend?" one of them asked. Your eyes widened as you looked from Bokuto, to the reporters, to the several girls standing behind them. It was one thing to have people talk about you on the internet, it was a whole new beast to see their stares and glares in real life. Some were glaring daggers at you and the arm around your shoulder. Others looked at you in interest more than with malicious intent. It seemed Bokuto noticed your discomfort, as he spoke a quick 'no comment please' before leading you away into a separate area.
Atsumu and Osamu were there too, as well as some of the other players. You were just happy to finally find some peace.
"Say Osamu, you got any snacks?" Bokuto asked.
Where did you find this guy again?
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you're not saying you're in love with me (but you're going to)
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ship: kageyama tobio/hinata shoyo
words: 2,173
tags: Present Meets Future, Prophetic Dreams, New Year's Day
summary:
Shoyo meets a version of himself that has yet to come, and has a lot of questions.
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“Wanna meet me at the shrine?” Shoyo types, as he watches the sun rise on New Year’s morning. It’s orange and a little foggy, and he’s bundled in blankets upon blankets to resist against the January chill. He doesn’t expect a reply immediately - Tobio doesn’t usually bother with the sunrise - but he gets one, the signature beep-beep-bzzz quietly interrupting his peace.
“Sure,” Tobio responds. He’s always been a dry texter, but this on its own makes Shoyo smile; he has only just started joining Shoyo on his suggested outings, after spending years of refusing on principle. Third year came with changes, Shoyo knew that, but his favourite was finally being closer to his - his - setter.
They walk together, the air still cold, Shoyo breathing out puffs of condensation. He remembers being young, only eight or so, pretending to be a dragon for his baby sister - he takes a hefty breath just to recreate that moment, and swears he sees a smile on Tobio’s lips.
Tobio is so beautiful. He’s tall, even with the inches Shoyo has gained - his skin is pale, with a yellowish tint. It seems as if his skin is preparing itself for a tan, but it hasn’t got one, like olives waiting for summer to ripen or sand waiting to be washed over by the waves. His hair is black, inky black, cut short so it doesn’t fall in his eyes anymore - Shoyo misses when it was longer, when his fringe brushed the bridge of his nose and the strands would flutter when he jumped. Staring at them made Shoyo feel fuzzy inside. Back then, he didn’t understand why.
Long fingers poke out of his sleeves - how on Earth did he manage to find a sweatshirt too big for him? - reminding Shoyo of the old white hoodie Tobio gave him back in first year. He’d grown out of it, he claimed, and Shoyo looked cold, and don’t read into it because that’s all there is - and Shoyo didn’t read into it, as he slept in it every night, wishing it still smelled like him.
This time next year, they’ll be on opposite sides of the world. Tobio’s managed to get himself picked up by the V-league fresh out of high school, because of course he has, and he’s got a guaranteed place with the Schweiden Adlers. Shoyo hasn’t been so lucky. His fate rests somewhere in Brazil, a trip set up by a family friend, where he’ll practise his jumps on sand instead of solid ground. Sometimes, the other side of the net felt like they were continents away, but Shoyo has come to realise that this is going to be more than the ache of his hands against the ball. It’s going to be total abandonment. 
The shrine is busy. They’re lucky they got there as early as they did, but even with their haste it’s packed - people, couples, families swarm the grounds. Young women are here, holding hands with their lover, looking up at him with adoring eyes - Shoyo’s tummy can’t help but turn at the sight.
Tobio closes his eyes to make his wish. His eyelashes are so long, so dark, stark and contrasting against his pale skin. He looks peaceful, like a statue, like a petrified angel, like a hero carved in stone. Shoyo feels his heart sink into his chest, and himself fall deeper and deeper in love. He wants to tell Tobio, wants to tell everyone, wants to scream it from the rafters and yell it from the balconies and let the whole world know how he feels - but he’s not going to. Not yet.
His resolve hardens as he stares, like he has for years, at Tobio’s sloping nose and high cheekbones. This year, just this once, he’ll be selfish.
As long as he can remember, all those memories past, he’s wished for other people’s, his loved ones’, prosperity. Since the first time he did this, this old tradition from generations ago, he’s asked for his sister to grow up happy. Two years ago, he begged for his mother’s health to improve. Last year, he told the universe that he needed Tobio to grow into the man he always wanted to be. This time he changes his tune.
"I need to know how all this ends,” he prays to whoever is listening, silent but passionate, despairing but eternally hopeful. He wants the confusion and the fear to stop. He wants to know that the risk that he’s taking, moving away and leaving the man he’s sure is his soulmate, is all worth it. He needs - before he needs health before safety before riches - he needs certainty that this decision is the right one.
When his eyes open, Tobio is staring at him. His wish must’ve been much briefer than Shoyo’s - he assumes it must be something like, “please give me extra time to play volleyball. Thanks.” 
He waits for Shoyo to finish, and they leave together, hands interlinked and buried in Tobio’s pocket.
They don’t talk about their wishes.
Sometimes they touch each other in ways they touch nobody else. They hold hands, sometimes, when Shoyo drags Tobio along - they linger in hugs and, once or twice, they've shared kisses.
They never talk about those touches.
It's a situationship, more than anything. They kiss sometimes, to relieve tension, but they aren't together - people who are together talk about the kisses, why they happen, when they want them. For Shoyo and Tobio, they might as well be secrets.
When they get this close, it’s just a transaction, and Shoyo tells himself that he’s content with that. Shoyo tells himself that there’s nothing more to it.
Shoyo lies.
His bed sheets are clean, dry, warm from his body heat. Stretching himself out, Shoyo yawns, his eyelids heavy, and pats over the left side of his bed. There’s a human-sized space under the blanket there that’s never been filled; he’s saving it for someone.
He doesn't feel the peace wash over him, like he thought he would. He's not instantly comforted, believing in the future or cosy in the uncertainty. He's the same as always, the same dusting of freckles on his nose and the same stuffy bedroom and the same longing ache that never seems to leave. He’s the same as always; he wonders if this is the result of his New Year’s Wish.
Shoyo isn’t sure when he drifts off, into his usual fervent sleep, his legs starfishing out underneath him, but he soon works out that he’s dreaming.
The walls around him are almost unseeable, sterile white and concrete. Leather seats, black and uncomfortable, sit in rows that never seem big enough, and the sounds of jet engines and chatter and tannoy systems fills the air. Before he deciphers where he is - an airport, he assumes, but he’s never quite sure which one - he sees the crowds, hundreds or even thousands of people rushing from one end of the lobby to the next, pushing through strangers and paying unimaginable costs for duty-free snacks. There are people in heavy trenchcoats, briefcases by their sides, checking their watches like a ritual - and families of five or maybe bigger all huddled in circles, sharing body heat and flight details.
Shoyo doesn’t know these faces; he knows he's seen them all before, and that he’ll never see them again. They're strangers, as they always have been; people he's passed in the street, shop clerks and train passengers.
When he sees himself, he has dainty hands. His wrists are small, and his legs are skinny - he's twelve, in his old favourite t-shirt. It doesn't fit anymore - bulking up will do that - but he kept it for the memories; he never thought he'd see himself in it again.
One of the strangers walks up to him, and he's familiar - he knew this stranger once, or perhaps he has yet to know him.
The stranger isn't much taller than he is - he's got a broad chest, tanned skin, brown eyes. He smiles and there's something in his grin that feels embedded in Shoyo’s past. His hair is short, but it's clearly been a while since it was last cut - it gets in his eyes slightly, sweeping over his freckled ears and curling loosely at the base of his neck. His hair is unmistakable - it's hair Shoyo knows as well as his own, sees in the reflections of puddles and storefronts. Shoyo knows for certain that this hair is his, and yet the man in front of him - bulky arms, thick thighs - is someone he has never met. He knows Shoyo, though, and such a thing is evidenced in the crinkles by his eyes.
“...what will happen?” he asks the stranger. He has a feeling he knows, better than anyone - he’s certain that this is his one chance to know the truth. “How will it all end?”
“It won’t be easy,” confesses the stranger, who isn’t a stranger at all. “You feel… like you might just break. You'll go about your routine - one foot in front of the other. You'll jump high and you'll make stupid jokes and start stupid fights. It won’t feel any different, for a while.”
And then the stranger - the friend, really - says something Shoyo knows.
“You can fly even higher."
"I know," Shoyo responds - Tobio told him that in first year, and he internalised it, wore it as both an achievement and a challenge. He remembers that day, hearing those words, and longing to fall into Tobio's arms. "But will I?"
Three little words. How much of his life, the friend wonders, has been ruled by the strife of these words. It’s three tiny words, but it makes the friend falter - he sees insecurity, strife, the worries of a boy who daren’t stop shining.
“You will soar.”
There are three more words that Shoyo needs to hear, but not from the friend. There’s someone else who needs to say them.
As for the friend-
“Brazil,” he starts, “is warm at night.”
“And the beaches-”
“You feel the sand beneath your feet. It’ll make your wings stronger.”
Shoyo’s spine starts to tingle, as if arching black wings will sprout from them any moment. He pauses; there’s one more thing he wonders about. The friend - a man who may even be a brother - knows just what he’ll ask.
“Tobio is stupid,” he responds, before Shoyo even opens his mouth.
“I know.”
“Even more than you think,” the brother barks a laugh. “You’ll text him sometime soon, it may even be tomorrow - you’ll tell him, and he won’t respond.” A frost forms in the brother’s voice, but he continues: “He’ll see you at practise, but he won’t say anything. You’ll… hate it. You’ll think he hates you.”
The brother is welling up. This isn’t what Shoyo needed to hear. 
“Those moments will be some of the worst of your life.”
“Does he feel the same?" Shoyo rushes, infuriated that the brother is so cryptic. Just tell him, dammit, don't make him wonder.
The brother smiles, and it seems to be confirmation. “Yeah, and he’ll tell you, so hang tight.”
Heaving a breath, Shoyo tries to relax, but the brother starts on a tangent. 
“The day you return to Japan-" he says, "he'll meet you at the airport. His hair will be messy." He sounds like he's recounting a memory, and his eyes glaze over. "And he'll put his hands around your waist."
"And?"
"And his hands are big. Strong. You won't remember them being as strong as they feel in that moment. He lifts you up, and," he sounds dreamy, "kisses you then and there. Everybody is watching and it doesn't matter at all."
A kiss other people can see, thinks Shoyo. He's never been kissed that way before.
"He puts you down and holds you close. You feel his hands on your back and breath on your neck."
Shoyo sharply intakes air. He's not sure he can still breathe. Whatever the brother describes next, Shoyo thinks he might just faint.
"And then?"
"He kneels... and you know the rest."
"What? No, tell me-"
The stranger, friend, brother, all of these things at once, looks Shoyo in his brown eyes. Eyes that he shares. Eyes that belong to him, because the stranger is him, has always been, down to the creases in his palms.
His hair is stark orange, fluffy, longer than Shoyo’s - and he shows his hand. A golden band, simple, probably engraved, lies around his ring finger. He gives a parting smile that feels like safety.
Shoyo's alarm wakes him up, and he's not in his bed - he's sprawled across the floor, having kicked off his covers, and he's confused, disoriented, asking himself the time.
He thinks of the future.
He may not remember the dream - but all of a sudden, he knows for sure that he’ll be okay.
He grabs his phone, opens his messages, and decides today's the day.
"Hey Kageyama," he reads aloud as he types. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
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Don't tell the team 👀
I have a crush in one of them pt. 2
Featuring The Schweiden Adlers
Adlers x Gender Neutral Manager
Warnings: Swearing
A/N: This is part 2 of a request from @trashfox!
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shoulmate · 10 months
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You're...not yourself today.
Anticipation for the MSBY-Schweiden Adlers game tonight has been steadily building all season. The entire team's been looking forward to it, even more than they had for their match against EJP; it feels like a fated rivalry and up until now everyone, including you, has been fired up.
But as you're ticking tasks off your to-do lists the team notices that your enthusiasm has shifted into something thornier. You're not as patient as usual. You've barely made eye contact, too consumed with something roiling inside your mind and the team knows someone needs to talk to you.
Meian was their first choice but the captain's been keeping an eye on you and he's got a gut feeling.
"It's up to you, rookie." His massive had gently pats Hinata's head as he gives the opposite hitter a reassuring nod.
"Me?!" He asks, feeling insecure as the newest member of the team. Everyone else knows you so much better!
When it's clear no one else is going to overstep Meian's endorsement Hinata draws up his courage and approaches you as you're arranging the Schweiden Adlers' bench.
"Everything okay today?" The look when you meet his eye isn't what he expected.
There's a depth of emotional turmoil that he couldn't have predicted; concern for you immediately takes over. "What's wrong?"
You search his gentle brown gaze for a long moment, watching his orange brow pull tight over his gentle brown gaze in the time it takes to organize your thoughts.
"Did something happen?" he asks in a low voice, prompting when he can't stand waiting any longer.
You shake your head and admit "no. At least, not recently..." Your features crease with stress and you sink to the bench; he sits next to you with undivided attention. "You just joined the team this season and we haven't had a lot of time to get to know each other...so you probably don't know that I went to Shiratorizawa in high school."
His gaze immediately widens. "You did? That's so cool! Did you know Ushiwaka?" You nod solemnly and he dams the flood of questions threatening to spill over.
"I did. I was actually manager for the volleyball team."
Hinata frowns. "Why didn't I meet you then? When we played?"
"I was sick." You fiddle with the towel in your hands. "At least...that's what I told the team."
"What you...told them?" Hinata's head tilts and you feel a blossom of warmth in your chest as you nod again.
"The truth was...that I didn't want to watch their match against Karasuno."
"Why not?"
Your eyes unfocus as you stare at the ground. "Because...I was there the day you and Kageyama came to campus..." You try to look at Hinata but can't. "...I heard what Ushijima said to you.." Your eyes fall closed in shame as if you were the one who said it.
"Oh...you mean that stuff about seeds and soil or whatever?" Hinata asks and you laugh mirthlessly. "What?"
"You say it so nonchalantly, like you barely remember."
Hinata grins. "I don't remember what he said but I remember catching the ball before he could and saying" --Hinata suddenly stands up with fists clenched at his sides and a fierce look on his face-- "My name is Hinata Shōyō of the concrete. I'm going to beat your team and go to nationals!" He sits back down, smiling at you. "And then I did. Well, we did."
His enthusiasm is contagious and you smile, too. "Yeah...you really did."
"So...why are you thinking about that today?" he asks, smile fading as he searches your expression.
"Because it's the first time I'll be there when you two play since I overheard that." You stare at the towel in your hands. "I skipped the match in high school because I was so furious with him but I can't skip this one, not that I want to."
Hinata considers this, idly stretching out his feet. "Why did you skip? If you were their manager, didn't you care about them?"
"Of course I did," you quietly reply.
"But...?"
"But I..." you slowly exhale, "cared more about a person I never met."
In your periphery Hinata stills.
"I hated the way Ushijima talked to you..." you murmur. "I resented him for it...for the attitude he'd always had but I never cared about until then. The way he could look down on someone so pure and good and bright..." You swallow thickly. "Worst of all was that I was never able to bring myself to say anything to him.
"I was his manager! Maybe not his friend but definitely a person in a position to say something to him and I didn't!" You look at Hinata, then, a myriad of emotions churning in your expression. "But you did...You stuck up for yourself in the most impressive way and said one of the coolest things I'd ever heard and then, as if having the courage and confidence to say all of that wasn't enough, you actually did it! You put him in his place and went to nationals and there wasn't a person in Miyagi--in Japan--who wasn't blown away by you!"
Hinata's blushing furiously, still frozen, but manages to stutter out "wh-what are you trying to say?!"
"I'm trying to say that I like you!" you blurt and groan in frustration with yourself, dropping your head in your hands. "I've had a major crush on you since high school. I skipped that match because I was so excited to see you play. I wanted you to beat Ushijima."
You expect more confused questions but in Hinata's silence you tentatively turn to look and see the tangerine smirking, an image of confidence.
"You like me, huh?"
"Ugh," you scoff and shove the towel off your lap to stand up, "Miya's a terrible influence on you--" your words and retreat are cut off as Hinata grabs your hand--when did he get on his feet?!--and spins you to face him.
"You wanted me to beat Ushiwaka?" he asks, continuing to exude confidence like liquid sunshine. "Well, I did." He beams. "Last time, I beat him for myself and my team. But today?"
He leans in cupping your cheek with his other strong hand calloused from years of spiking.
"I'll beat him for you."
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haikyu-after-dark · 10 months
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Fukuro Hirugami x Fem! reader (she/her)
Warnings: swearing, pet names, unwanted touching, sexist comments, drugs mentioned, attempted drugging, fighting, blood mentioned, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, fingering, handjob, cream pie
WC: ~4K
AN: been holding onto this one for a while 😌 captain needed his own story 😏
Getting ready, you check your phone to see a text from your boyfriend. You were planning your monthly meet up with the team for a fun night out, something you had helped institute when you became manager of the Schweiden Adlers almost two years ago.
What you hadn’t expected to come from your monthly team building nights out was your relationship with Captain and middle blocker, Fukuro Hirugami.
To say you hadn’t noticed the captain early on would be a complete lie. He was had a gorgeous smile, a sweet demeanor and he was 6’5” which was one fact that was extremely hard to ignore. You smiled at the memory, checking your phone to read the text.
Fukuro 🥰: Hey babe, I’ll meet you at the bar! I just got word that Atsumu and Hinata are going to be there so someone needs to watch Kageyama 🙄
You laugh at your boyfriend’s text, rolling your eyes at the fact that you knew exactly how hard controlling Kageyama and subsequently Hoshiumi could be.
You: OK! I’m just finishing getting ready and I’ll be heading out soon!
You snap a picture of your outfit, a white cropped camisole top, denim shorts and a part of wedged heels. Your hair was done up in a messy bun, with pieces perfectly pulled out and framing your face. You sent the picture to your boyfriend before quickly adding perfume and ordering an Uber. Your phone chimed as you checked it, laughing your boyfriends’ response.
Fukuro 🥰: DAMN BABE 🥵 could you maybe not give me a boner in front of the team please?
You chuckled as you quickly typed a response.
You: No promises captain 😉 see you soon!
You grabbed your bag before locking your door and heading to the street where you Uber waited. Arriving at the club, you were immediately greeted with hoots and hollers from your team.
“Holy shit YN! Damn,” Romero shouted as you rolled your eyes and headed over to him and Ushijima.
“You look very nice YN,” Ushijima added as you smiled at him, hugging both of the giant men.
“Where’s captain at?” You asked as Romero jerked his head towards the door.
“He’s inside, far back left corner. Meian and MSBY are here too but I’m sure you knew that already. So just listen for the sounds of a pissing match and it will lead you right to ‘em,” he joked as you smiled, waving as you headed inside to find your boyfriend.
“Oh my god YN hi!” A familiar voice shouted as you looked over to see Hinata, Bokuto and Atsumu heading towards you.
“Hey guys! It’s so good to see you!” You smiled, hugging them as the all gathered round.
“You look hot as hell YN! When are you going to dump that old captain?” Atsumu smirked as you laughed.
“You better not let Hirugami hear you say that Sumu,” Heiwajima belted coming up behind you as you turned to hug him in greeting. He handed over your favorite drink as you thanked him and too your first sip of the night.
You continued towards the back of the bar, dodging people left and right. The bar was full tonight, not unusual for this place. You excused yourself through the crowds as stares lingered on your beautiful form as you made your way to your boyfriend. You finally saw him, talking with MSBY’s captain, Meian, as you strutted over to them.
Your boyfriend looked up, smiling at you as Meian turned to see you coming their way. They both stood up as you approached.
“I hope I’m not interrupting a secret captain only meeting,” you joked as both men chuckled.
“Nah baby,” Fukuro beamed, hugging you tightly and kissing you as you pulled away to hug Meian.
“You two weren���t having one of your pissing matches again, were you?” You narrowed your eyes as Meian sat down and you took your seat on your boyfriend lap, his arm snaking around your waist as his hand came to rest on your thigh, rubbing gentle circles in your skin.
“I don’t even know what you are talking about YN. Hirugami and I are always civil to each other,” Meian replied, pretending to be offended.
“Yeah, civil as in ready to start a civil war,” Inunaki interjected, coming up and sitting beside Meian. You laughed, high-fiving Inunaki as both Meian and Hirugami glared at your antics.
“The disrespect we get around here,” Fukuro pouted as you lightly kissed his lips and patted his chest.
“Nothing you don’t deserve babe,” you remarked as Inunaki shorted, again high- fiving you as you took another drink.
“I think we need shots,” Heiwajima declared coming up to your table and handing you all a shot glass full of a mysterious clear liquid.
“Only one for me,” Fukuro proclaimed, “I’m sober can this month.” You clanked glasses as you downed the shots, a look of disgust on everyone’s face.
“Where the fuck is the chaser dude?” Inunaki gagged as you quickly washed the sour taste out of your mouth with more of your sweet drink.
“Tequila requires no chaser you lightweights!” Heiwajima laughed, heading back to the bar as you again settled in your boyfriends lap.
You chatted and drank for a few hours, steadily feeling tipsier as the night progressed. Fukuro had a tight hold on you as you felt his large hands sink into your flesh, he lightly nibbled on your neck as he whispered in your ear. He had been drinking water for most of the night along with Meian, both enjoying the show their teams were putting on.
“Feeling good baby?” He whispered into your neck as you nodded. You felt the heat rise as you moaned a little at his words brushing against the column of your neck. You turned to kiss him as his tongue licked your lips, your mouth opening a little to grant access to his tongue as you publicly made out.
“Oh god we are getting to this time of night,” Romero groaned, rolling his eyes and standing up to walk away. You pulled away, laughing as Fukuro squeezed your hip yet again. This was a common occurrence when you went out with your team. You and Fukuro would drink, get a tipsy and eventually sneak off to a remote part of the bar to spend so much needed time alone. You could tell Fukuro was getting antsy to be alone with you, his fingers digging into your supple flesh as you found yourself lightly grinding on his lap.
“I’m going to get another one, anyone want anything? Inunaki announced, completely ignoring the show you and Fukuro were putting on.
“Ohh I’ll get it! I have to use the rest room anyways!” You shouted, quickly getting to your feet. You swayed a little as Fukuro stood up, grabbing you around your waist and steadying you.
“You need help baby,” he chuckled as you pouted back in his direction.
“I’m a big girl Kuro, I can handle myself!”
You gathered what little balance you had and walked cautiously to the restroom. You slightly regretted the decision to wear wedges heels as you weaved in and out of patterns as you closed in on the restroom.
On your way back, you swung by the bar, getting a drink for yourself and Inunaki a drink as well as more water for Fukuro and Meian.
You handed the bartender your card as you began to sort through the logistics of carrying 4 drinks through a crowded bar. You slipped your card into your bag as you went to grab the four drinks in front of you.
You felt someone closing in behind you, unfamiliar arms sneaking around your waist, and some whispered in your ear.
“Fuck your beautiful doll, the most gorgeous girl in this bar,” the voice growled as you attempted to pull forward. Your arms swung around as you tried to free yourself from the strangers hold.
“Get the fuck off of me!” You screamed, everyone around you turned to your direction to tag where all the commotion was coming from.
“Awe come on doll, don’t be like that. How about you come sit with me for a while, we can get to know each other a little better huh? I’ve been watching upu all night and fuck, what I wouldn’t give-,” the man whispered, still holding onto you as you flailed, trying to loosen his grip.
“I said let go of me you pervert! I have a boyfriend, leave me the fuck alone!” You bellowed as the man suddenly pulled back causing you to lose your footing and crash to the sticky, dirty slow below.
You winced, trying to right yourself the man now looming over you with a sick, sadistic smile on his face. You could hear your name being shouted. Looking over you saw Hoshiumi and Ushijima fighting the crowd the get close to you.
“YN! What the hell! Are you ok?” Hoshiumi panicked, coming up beside you to help you up. He grabbed you under your arms and hoisted you gently to your feet. Ushijima had come behind him, moving his way in front of you as he locked eyes with the man.
“What the hell did you do to her?” He yelled as the man snickered, obviously drunk or high as well as incredibly stupid.
“Nothing bro,” the man retorted, throwing his hands up, “I was just trying to get to know her a little. She’s beeen prancing around in those shorts and heels so I figured she wanted some attention.”
Hoshiumi stood next to you as Ushijima continued his stare off with the stranger. Magically, Inunaki and Heiwajima appeared at your side.
“Hey YN, what happened?” Inunaki asked seeing Hoshiumi help you off the floor as Heiwajima listened intently.
“I was getting our drinks and this guy grabbed me, I told him to get off, but he wouldn’t stop. Then he pulled back, and I fell on the floor!” you whined, becoming more upset as the man just stood by, a stupid smile on his face. Tears filled your eyes as Heiwajima immediately turned, heading towards the table that held Fukuro and Meian. He knew exactly what to do when someone messed with you and he wasn’t about to waste any time.
“Listen you stupid bitch, I was just trying to get into your pants ok? No need to make a big deal about it! It’s not like your pussy is made of gold or some shit,” the man snarled at you, “I mean, look at you. Practically begging to be fucked by every man in this entire bar!”
“Fuck you!” You screamed as you felt a familiar presence come behind you. Before anyone could even respond, the atmosphere instantly changed. Your body familiar with the feeling as you began to relax a little knowing exactly what was about to happen.
*30 seconds earlier…
“Dude I’m telling you, we have so many good matches set-”
“Captain!” Heiwajima shouted as he plowed his way through the crowd towards the two large men.
“what?” Hirugami groaned at the Libero as Meian snickered.
“Someone’s fucking with YN! He touched her and then threw her on the floor!” Heiwajima spat out as Hirugami quickly stood to his feet, moving while speaking.
“Where the fuck is she?” He raged a Heiwajima pointed thought the crowd, Hirugami and Meian wasted no time moving to where you were standing next Inunaki and Hoshiumi.
He was furious when he laid eyes on you, your cheeks soaked with tears as the team helped steady you, a prick standing across from you. He had heard the ending of what the idiot had muttered and he was pissed.
“What in the fuck did you just say?” Fukuro boomed, coming up beside you. Meian stood next to his friend, his large arms folded across his broad chest.
“Who the fuck are you?” the man spit as Fukuro growled.
“I’ll ask you one more time you pathetic bitch, what did you just fucking say?” Fukuro repeated as the man jolted back, Fukuro’s fierce energy filling the space. He was not only an imposing man in size but also in attitude.
“Nothing dude,” the man panicked, trying desperately to defuse the situation and escape unfazed. Fukuro narrowed his eyes at the pathetic loser in front of him before shifting his attention to you. Your eyes were locked on the creep in front of you, tears having flowed down your beautiful cheeks causing the fire in his eyes to ignite. He pulled you close, your ready doe eyes shifting to his as he calmly spoke to you.
“Princess, tell me what he said do uou?” Tears fell down your cheeks as you tried to calm yourself. You cuddled into Fukuro as he gripped you tight, holding you close. His attention was no longer on the man in front of you. He trusted his friends and teammates to keep the creep in his place while he focused on you.
“He grabbed me from behind when I was getting our drinks and then he knocked me down. He also said the way I dressed was practically begging for someone to fuck me,” you recanted as Fukuro's hand squeezed your hip, pulling you closer to him. He was beyond pissed as you tried to keep your composure. He had already decided how he was going to handle the situation prior to talking with you but now, now the man’s fate was sealed.
“Get behind me baby,” he whispered as you nodded, quickly doing just that, as Inunaki and Heiwajima stepped up next to Fukuro and Meian. You peered out from behind your tree of a boyfriend to see the now pale face of the man who assaulted you. His hands were up in a defensive position as he pleased for his life.
“Hey dude, let’s all settle down ok. I didn’t know she had a boyfriend alright!”
Oh hell no!
“I told you I had a boyfriend, and you still didn’t listen!” You shouted from behind Fukuro, rage now replacing your tears.
“She told you she had a boyfriend and you still touched her?” Fukuro boomed as he reached out and yanked the man up by the collar of his shirt.
“Man you must have a death wish or something,” Meian added, smirking from besides Fukuro.
“Dude whoa now, I didn’t mean anything by it. Your chick’s hot bro, you can’t blame me, can you?” the man begged, desperately trying to get out of the situation he had sunk himself into.
“Damn straight she’s fucking hot but that gives you no excuse to assault anyone!” Fukuro shouted as the man shook his head viciously.
“Whoa man, listen I apologize ok? I didn’t mean to hurt her, I was just trying to get some. You must know what that’s like?”
“Unlike you we don’t have to assault women to get them to go home with us,” Inunaki interjected as Heiwajima nodded in agreement.
“You really done fucked up man. This big guy here is our captain and you messed with his girlfriend, who just also happens to be our team’s manager,” Heiwajima added as Fukuro tightened his grip on the man.
“Let’s take this outside,” Fukuro growled as he pulled the man forward as the man protested. Pulling him forward, Fukuro headed to the back door. Meian followed close behind, noticing a small baggie fall from the man’s pants pocket.
“Yo Hirugami, wait!” Meian shouted as he bend over and picked up the baggie filled with several small pills.
“What in the actual fuck man? These are pills!”
Hirguami’s anger rose as your eyes widened at the discovery. Inunaki and Hoshiumi began to yell as your focus shifted to Fukuro, his eyes enraged as his fist tightened on the man’s collar.
Romero whistled, coming behind with Sakusa, “Fuck man I’d fucking hate to be you right now.”
Fukuro’s heated glare nearly burnt through the man’s scull as you heart sank. The silence felt like it lasted forever before Fukuro finally spoke.
“You were planning to drug my girlfriend, you fucking piece of shit I should kill you!” His arms pulled forward before he slammed the man against the back wall of the bar. You jerked a little in surprise as Hoshiumi lightly rubbed your back, reassuring you that everything was ok.
“No no! I promise those pills weren’t for her! I use then to get high bro! I would never force a woman!” He bellowed as Inunaki shook his head.
“It’s not looking good for you man.”
“I think we need go teach this fucker a lesson, wouldn’t you agree captain?” Heiwajima stated as Fukuro pulled the man, without hesitation towards the back door. Everyone parted as Fukuro, Meian, Inunaki and Heiwajima made their way to the back exit. At the door, Fukuro turned, locking eyes with you and then looking towards Romero.
“Romero!”
Romero knew exactly what his captain was asking as he quickly came beside you, grabbing your hand and leading you back towards the table.
“Come on YN let’s go sit down,” Romero calmly stated as you blindly followed, Sakusa, Ushijima and Hoshiumi following you as Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata and Kageyama joined on your way back to the table.
“What the hell happened? Hirugami looked pissed,” Atsumu questioned as you sat down next to Romero and Ushijima.
“Here YN,” Sakusa spoke, handing you a glass of water as you smiled and thanked him.
“Some jerk grabbed YN and threw her on the ground, then insulted,” Hoshiumi explained as the men’s eyes all widened.
Atsumu whistled low, “I’d hate to be that guy right about now, fuck!”
“Yeah, and he had some fucking pills so who the fuck knows what his plan was,” Romero added as you took a sip of your water, shaken up by the whole experience.
“Fuck! Are you ok YN?” Hinata asked as you tried to produce a smile and nodded.
“I’ll be fine, just a little shaken up,” you expressed as the guys all sat around making sure nobody got within 5 feet of your table.
The minutes ticked by as you watched the back door like a hawk. It had felt like hours since Fukuro had gone outside and it was making you nervous.
You had already sobered up significantly, the whole situation hitting you like a bucket of cold water to the face.
The back door swung open as Meian, Heiwajima, Inunaki and finally, Fukuro entered. He was still enraged, his body tight as he shook his fist. You stood up, quickly running to your boyfriend as the men all followed.
“YN wait!” Someone shouted by you didn’t listen, taking off towards Fukuro. His eyes landed on you instantly as you made your approach.
Fukuro grabbed you as you flung yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly as you pulled back, checking for any damage.
“Babe your hand,” you whispered, checking out his scuffed-up knuckles as he watched you intently.
Your eyes shifted to his before he grabbed you, hauling you into a deep kiss, one that would have made anyone jealous. He grabbed your ass, squeezing and pulling you closer as you moaned into his mouth. His tongue explored as you grabbed onto his biceps, your body pressed firmly against his. Breaking this kiss, he whispered into your ear, “need you baby.”
You looked at him, wordlessly grabbing his hand and pulling him through the crowd to the back of the bar. Several of your team groaned, knowing exactly what you two were about to get up to. It wasn’t uncommon for you and Fukuro to fool around in public but tonight, tonight you knew it would be more than just a steamy make out session in the back of the bar.
You pushed the door of the unisex bathroom open, pulling Fukuro in as you locked it quickly behind you. In a second, he had you pressed against the back of the door, hands going straight for your pants as you moaned into his mouth. Fukuro was a man who knew exactly what he wanted, and he knew exactly what you craved most.
He unbuttoned your shorts, his large hand make his way to your drenched core. His long, nimble fingers gently caressing your slit, stopping to focus right where you needed him most.
“Fuck baby, so fucking wet already. Did that turn you on baby? Did knowing I kicked that guys ass make you wet?” He groaned, whispering in your ear as his finger rubbed your clit. His tongue jutted out, licking the shell of your ear sending shivers down your spine as your head fell back against the bathroom door.
“yes ‘kuro!” You moaned as he pushed a long, thick finger into your tight pussy. His hands were rough from years of volleyball but they felt so amazing inside you as they raked longingly across your sweet spot.
“fuck baby, knowing he touched knowing he touched what is mine. I wanted to kill him!” he growled as you quickly undid his buckle and unzipping his pants, pulling out his heavy, hard cock.
You slowly stroked him as he groaned, his head falling back as he picked up the pace, fingering you just the way you loved. He loved the way your soft small hand caressed him, picking up speed and teasing him. Usually, he’d say he could do this for hours but right now he needed to feel what was his.
“Turn around baby, I need to be inside of you,” he demanded pulling his finger out as you whined from the loss of pleasure. Still, you turned around and wiggled your shorts down your ass and legs, stepping out of them carefully.
You wiggled your bare ass at him as he groaned, stroking his cock and lining up with your bare cunt. He pushed in as you both moaned, your hands braced on the door as he began to move.
“Fuck baby, always so perfect for me! Such a good. Fucking. girl,” he gritted out, picking up his pace as your mouth fell slack from pleasure. Fukuro knew exactly how to fuck you, how to make you see stars every time his cock rammed into your tight pussy.
“Fuck captain, fuck me harder!” You moaned as Fukuro picked up the pace, slamming his cock into you as you cried out in pleasure against the door. You were sure whomever was outside could hear you, he’ll the entire bar may have been listening for all you know but at that moment, you could give two shits what everyone thought.
“Fuck YN, touch yourself baby, I want you to cum with me,” he whispered into your shoulder. You nodded and obeyed, snaking your hand between your thigh and rubbing your clit. You were nearly there, your body humming with pleasure as you felt the first wave hit.
You cried out as your orgasm slammed into you fast and hard, your pussy clenching his cock as his hands gripped your thighs hard, his thrusts pounding you deep and hard.
“Oh fuck, fuck baby girl!” he bellowed, slamming home one last time as you felt his cock pulse deep inside of you, your cum mixing together as it leaked down the inside of your thighs.
You both breathed heavily as Fukuro kissed your shoulder before pulling out and inspecting his work. Your pussy was perfect, twitching slightly as more of his cum poured out.
“Always the best girl baby, you did so good!” He praised as you rested your head against the door, breathing hard as you finally began to settle.
He helped you clean up before you both emerged from the bathroom. Fukuro grabbed your hand, making his way back to the table. You noticed someone standing there, faced bloodied as he held his nose with his hand, one eye black and his shirt torn.
Fukuro growled at the man as he cowered away. He had thought the jerk a huge lesson and there was no way he’d ever fuck with another woman again.
You smiled, throwing a little wave in his direction. His eyes widened at you as you leaned closer and smirked, “I guess you were right; my outfit was just begging for me to be fucked.”
Fukuro chucked back at you, before grabbing you and hauling you into a deep kiss. Breaking it, he looked down, eyes dark with lust as he spoke, “so petty princess, I love it.”
That you were.
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tonberrydion · 5 months
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☆ spike into my heart!
- kageyama's contacts / friends
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- kageyama tobio
- schweiden adlers former player, current ali roma player. [y/n]'s ex boyfriend during highschool from the first year to the last.
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- hinata shoyo
- msby former player, asas são paulo current player. kageyama's friend, or even rival, on and off the court.
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- yachi hitoka
- works in design. one of kageyama's old volleyball managers during highschool who happens to be a fan of [y/n]'s music.
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- tsukishima kei
- college student, sendai frogs player, one kageyama's former volleyball club members, who is still annoying and sarcastic as he was back then.
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- yamaguchi tadashi
- college senior. one of kageyama's former volleyball club members in highschool, who is sweet and shy.
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☆ masterlist !
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jotatetsuken · 2 years
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sunkissed
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features: shoyo hinata x gn!reader | trope: friends to lovers, domestic au | type of writing: oneshot | final dish for: @rexy26
warnings: hq timeskip spoilers, hurt/comfort (reader goes through a break up not with hinata), majorly fluff (lmk if i've missed any tags)
song: sunkissed - khai dreams | wc: 2440
beta reading: @krystalgaia @portfolio-of-dreams @tsukisdarling (thank you so so much darlings <33)
networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork
prompt: “You said you needed me - the feeling’s mutual. You make me believe in the beautiful. You said I held your heart together, made you better. You made me fall, every day, and I’d do it all the same.” “I don't know how to fix a broken heart, but we could learn together.” - @sleepyprompts
a/n: a week ago, it was my anime character bestie's birthday, and i figured that the best way to celebrate his birthday was to write a birthday special fic on him <3 so happy birthday shoyo bestie!! keep flying high!! also i have more than 100 followers lol, but i thought it best to write these requests whenever possible <3 as always, likes, reblogs and comments, especially reblogs are appreciated. ^_^
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As both of you stepped into the most popular cafe in all of downtown, which was organizing a salsa dance night, you turned to your right and looked at Shōyō Hinata, who you’d been friends with since you first transferred to Karasuno. Your mind was then transported to the time he decided to leave Japan and go to Rio de Janeiro to work on beach volleyball so that he’d get better at it.
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Whenever he felt like a fish out of water and lonely, you always assured him that this feeling of loneliness that he was going through wouldn’t be forever and that eventually, he’d have to learn to be okay with himself whenever possible. When he came back to Japan and started playing for MSBY Black Jackals, you were so excited to see him play and eventually bring home the victory for his team in his finals against the Schweiden Adlers. 
You ran to him and hugged him, congratulating him on his success and his growth in volleyball, and after throwing a beaming smile your way, he held your hand, dragged you to meet his team captain,  Shugo Meian, and introduced you to him, saying, “Meian-san, this is (Y/N) (L/N), my best friend. They’ve been there for me since school and I was wondering if the team had a manager position available.” 
Your eyes widened as Meian chuckled and replied, while looking at you, “Sure, Hinata-kun, anything for our star. I’ll ask the coach and let them know.” 
When you realized that you were still holding on to Shōyō’s hand, he turned to you, his brown irises gleaming with excitement, as you felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach. 
“(Y/N),” he smiled, “I’m so excited. I can’t wait for us to work together.”
As you started your new job as the manager of the MSBY Black Jackals, you were clearly in awe of how everyone was playing, how everyone was working hard to be better. 
Kōtarō Bokuto and Atsumu Miya were fun company to hang around with, and you were able to communicate with Kiyoomi Sakusa despite him being distant from everyone. The practices were so full of vigor and energy that it felt somehow different from the matches with Karasuno, and yet, still the same. 
You were especially in awe of Shōyō, as you clearly started noticing how Shōyō grew taller and how he maintained a lean, muscular physique. Your breathing would hitch every time you’d see Shōyō and the perspiration sticking on his skin. It was then that you realized that all these years, you clearly had feelings for him, but would wait for the right moment to tell him.
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“(Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N)!” Shōyō called out to you as your train of thought was broken, and you chuckled, realizing that you had brought him to this cafe, out of your comfort zone, for a reason. 
It was the 20th of June, the day before his birthday, and while he was in town, you wanted to make it special for him. You’d gotten in touch with his team, who thankfully still remembered you, especially your first-year peers, Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Kei Tsukishima, and Hitoka Yachi. 
Hitoka especially created the group chat for the birthday of the sunshine of the team, with Daichi, the former Karasuno team captain, taking the initiative to organize the party at the Tanaka household, with Kiyoko and Ryuunosuke being very excited to host everyone. Even Nishinoya, who was busy travelling, was ready to video call. 
So, it was planned that you’d take him for a salsa dance night, especially because he had picked up a little bit of steps, having been acquainted with beats of the fast paced music in Brazil, while everyone would be preparing for the surprise birthday party. 
In the meantime, you texted the MSBY team, Tooru Oikawa, now the setter for the Argentinian Volleyball Team, and even the popular Kenma Kozume, a popular youTuber and one of Shōyō’s friends, and his best friend, Tetsuro Kuroo, of the Japanese Volleyball Association.
As the both of you entered the cafe, your feet were graced by the wooden tiles, and your eyes were met with the sheen of the rice lights hanging from the ceiling. The cafe had a space large enough for couples to learn to dance, with the tables pushed to the walls, and you were captivated by the gallery of paintings displayed throughout the cafe. 
A tall man clad in all-black welcomed the both of you, and the moment he instantly recognized Shōyō, he then paved the way for everyone to move so that the both of you could sit in one corner in peace. 
Shōyō then asked you, “Are you excited? I know I am, because I get to dance with you!” 
You felt your cheeks flush as you replied, putting one of your hands on his, “Yes, of course. However, just know that I’m a slow dancer. I can’t pick it up easily.” 
He then dragged you to one of the less crowded spaces in the room, intertwined his fingers with yours, his gaze fixated on yours, and spoke softly enough for you to hear, “Don’t worry, I’ll teach you,” and then winked at you, causing you to fluster. 
As Shōyō led you through his footwork and turned you, being swift on his feet and having been acquainted with the beats of the music in Brazil gave him an advantage as he picked up the moves quite quickly. However, you struggled to pick it up, and so he taught you. As you both learned the moves, your gazes were locked on each other, and you both laughed, being lost in each other. In the swaying to the music, at a certain moment, his gaze on you turned nostalgic, as he remembered the time he started having feelings for you. 
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Years ago, when Kiyoko brought Hitoka and you along to the team as new managers, Shōyō was especially eager to have new members on the team, but he was lost in your gaze, as the rays of the sun passed through the window and kissed your face, elevating your beauty. 
During that day, he couldn’t stop looking at you. This caused him to lose focus on his games. As he started interacting with you more and took note of the way you genuinely laughed, it gave him a boost of confidence he didn’t realize he needed. So, he started channeling that into his practices, eventually becoming better. One day, he wanted to go to you and ask you to hang out with him alone. 
However, that’s when he saw you in another man’s arms. He stopped in his tracks as he watched the both of you. His heart was breaking a little, and in addition to the fight he had with Tobio Kageyama during the Tokyo Practice Camp after losing to Aoba Johsai, this broke his heart all the more, and he felt very burdened and lost his focus entirely. 
At one point, when Shōyō’s moves became sloppy and (Y/N) rushed to his aid, he curtly responded, “Please, leave me alone. I can take care of myself.” He then took the towel and the water bottle and left the hall, causing you to be confused, until Yachi whispered in your ears, “It’s probably because Hinata-kun had a fight with Kageyama-kun and that’s been hurting him. Also, he saw you with another man, and that caused him to be upset.” Hearing that caused you to be profoundly shocked, as you took time to process this. 
The following week, as Shōyō walked to the club room to get ready for practice, he saw you being admonished by your boyfriend, and he announced that he was breaking up with you. While the whole world around you stood still, as you heard this news, this caused Shōyō to be irate at you being mistreated. 
So, he paced urgently towards the both of you, and threw the volleyball at his face, smacking him and causing him to fall down. He then held one of your hands, and dragged you to the club room, causing you to stop breathing raggedly and start to sob incessantly. 
You closed your eyes as fear and immense grief struck them all at once, causing Shōyō to ask them, “Is it okay if I hug you?” 
You nodded, and closed your eyes while Shōyō enveloped them in a tight embrace as your tears soaked into his gakuran, but that didn’t matter, as long as you were able to feel better again. 
As his teammates started entering the club room, he opened his eyes and mouthed out the following words: “Their boyfriend broke up with them. Can someone please help me calm them down?” to which Kiyoko and Hitoka came to your aid, and helped you calm down by helping you ground yourself with deep breaths. They gave you water to drink, and as you opened your eyes, you only saw Kiyoko, Hitoka, and Shōyō, while everyone else had gone for practice.
With your mouth agape, you ended up profusely apologizing., “I’m so sorry, all of you, for keeping you waiting.” 
Everyone present shook their heads in denial, with Kiyoko replying, “It’s totally alright, you don’t have to worry. If you want to be left alone, we wouldn’t mind. We’ll look out for you.”
You shook your head and continued, “No, no. I’d like to distract my mind and come for the practices,” causing both Kiyoko and Hitoka to nod.
Hitoka then turned to Shōyō, replying, “Hinata-kun, would you mind walking with them?”
Shōyō then replied, “Of course not. I wouldn’t mind at all. I’d love to walk with them back to the court.”
The other girls then left the club room, leaving the two of you alone. You sheepishly looked into Shōyō’s eyes and replied, “Thank you so much, Hinata-kun,” to which he then held your hands in his, and replied, “Call me Shōyō, it’s okay.”
He then smiled at you and continued, “Look, (y/n), I know that this is not the right time to say anything to you. However, I want to assure you that sometimes, things happen for the best. We’re all here for you, and I’m especially here for you. Please don’t hesitate to call me, and I’ll find a way to distract you and help you get over this. I need you to be okay, (Y/N). I need you.” As he touched his forehead on yours, he continued, “(Y/N), I can say this one thing with certainty. I don't know how to fix a broken heart, but we could learn together,” causing the both of you to smile and hug each other. Over the years, when he helped you get through one of the lowest phases of your life, you were clearly in awe of his nature, and it caused you to live every moment to the fullest. 
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“Shōyō!” you called out to him as he broke out of his daze. As you chuckled, you told him, “Shōyō, Tanaka-san wants us to come over to his house. Shall we leave?” 
His eyes widened as he stopped dancing and inquired, “Yes, but what about the food-”
You interrupted him as you dragged him out of the cafe and into the car as you drove him back home. As you started driving, you felt something in you that you needed to get off your chest. 
“Shōyō, there’s something I need to tell you before we reach Tanaka-san’s place.”
Furrowing his eyebrows at you, he asked you, “Tell me, (Y/N). What’s up?”
Taking a deep breath, you continued, while looking at Shōyō from one corner of the eye, “I want to thank you.”
As he said, “For what?” 
“I want to thank you for helping me get over my ex and be confident in myself and in the world. Thank you for keeping in touch with me and never giving up on me. Thank you for taking me with you to be your manager wherever you are. All those years ago, when you said you needed me – the feeling’s mutual.”
“Shōyō, I,” you took a deep breath again as you noticed his gaze fixated on yours, “I love you, more than a friend. You make me believe in beauty. You said I held your heart together, made you better. You made me fall, every day, and I’d do it all the same. You’re the sun in my life that I’d like to treasure forever. I’d like to be yours, if that’s okay.” 
As you pumped the brakes and stopped in front of the Tanaka residence, you turned to Shōyō, who seemed really dumbfounded by your confession. He then cupped your cheeks with his calloused hands, brought your face forward to his, and gave you a peck on your lips, but as you opened your mouth, you gave him permission to lock his lips with yours, and as your fingers raked through his orange hair, both of you felt the burden of pining for each other for years be lifted off your shoulders. 
As you released yourself from the kiss, he finally spoke, “You have no idea how difficult it was for me to keep my feelings from you.” As you two smiled at each other, he then said, “Come on. Let’s go to Tanaka-san right now.”
Both of you got out of the car, and as you knocked on the door, you realized the door was unlocked, so both of you entered the house, only to find the living room empty but a pleasant aroma coming from the kitchen. 
“Do I smell tamako kake gohan?” 
His eyes widened and he grinned at his favorite dish being made while a large group of people jumped from the back of the couches and yelled “Surprise! Happy birthday, Shōyō!” 
His mouth gaped wide open as he noticed everyone that’s been a part of his life, from his closest friends in middle school, to the Karasuno Volleyball Team, to the Tokyo friends: Kenma, Kuroo, Lev, Inuoka, Bokuto, and Akaashi, to Atsumu and Sakusa from the MSBY team, to even Tooru Oikawa and Yuu Nishinoya wishing him via a video call. 
As his eyes were welling up with happy tears, he turned to you, and asked you, “Did you plan all this?” 
You nodded in return, and he hugged you. After releasing himself from the hug, he kissed you on the lips, earning a lot of “oohs,” “aahs,” and “finally” from everyone. 
Shōyō was so grateful that he had a lot of people who loved him, and he was especially grateful to you. 
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oh-katsuki · 2 years
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OK AHH novelty is so good!! I just had one thing that stood out to me and I'm so sorry if this is unwanted and maybe it was intentional, but the schweiden adlers is a Japanese team, and as a Swedish person, it felt a bit odd to see it called Swedish HHH I'm sorry, but genuinely it's such a good fic it made me really fuzzy and warm inside!!
REALLY??? I HAD NO IDEA GOODBYE IM GOING TO GO FIX IT. THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME. I LITERALLY FOR SOME REASON THOUGHT THIS ENTIRE TIME IT WAS SWEDEN ADLERS. ILL SCREAM. NO ONE LOOK RN. I'VE EVEN READ THE MANGA HOW ON EARTH DID I MANAGE TO MISREAD IT FOR SO LONG.
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hqfeatbetty · 2 years
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i kept thinking about when y/n one day went to a schweiden adlers game and after they win she posted this video on tiktok which is went viral and even the team saw it when their manager show it to them.
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