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kemistre · 9 months
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εïз┊𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 — feat. bokuto koutarou, suna rintarou, oikawa tooru, miya osamu, kuroo tetsurou
synopsis. how haikyuu boys comfort you when you've had a bad day
— content warnings. none! just comfy stuff <3 — word count. 670
εïз┊author's note. here's this inspired by the awful birthday i had today!!!
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εïз┊b. koutarou
his excited grin turned into a concerned frown as you walked through the door with teary eyes. he mumbled your name, his furrowed brows and small voice crack showed how much it hurt him to see you this way. with daunting steps, he hugged you tight, pulling you into his chest while whispering little words of comfort into your ear. his callous hands rubbing circles into your back made you sink into him, huggin him back even tighter as he spoke. "hug me as tight as you need baby." he calmed you down, little by little until you told him what happened for you to be so, so upset.
εïз┊s. rintatou
he heard the front door shut forcefully as he laid on the couch, his phone in his hands. he paused, hearing your quiet footsteps coming towards him as he glanced up from his phone to see you with watery eyes and a scowl on your lips. he set his phone on his chest, slowly raising himself up so he leaned his back on the arm of the couch. he stretched out his arms, motioning for you to come over and without a second thought, you nuzzled into his chest and hugged him close. he smoothed back your hair as you sobbed into him, placing a delicate kiss on your head as his other hand snaked around your lower back. "just let it all out, don't hold anything back, okay baby?"
εïз┊o. tooru
it wasn't soon after you'd gotten home that he realized you weren't yourself. it didn't take him long at all to figure those kinds of things out. so, he approached you in the kitchen where you'd set down your things, opening his arms with those kind, understanding eyes, his lips curling into a sad smile. you let yourself fall into him, the tears finally streaming down your cheeks from the day of holding them in. you held his jacket for support as he swayed, humming a little tune as to calm your racing thoughts. "you're doing so amazing, angel, i'm so proud of you for getting through the day."
εïз┊m. osamu
he never thought of leaving your side as you sat on the couch, you head in your hands. he rubbed circles into your back, hoping to calm you down without knowing what caused your breakdown. you sobbed into your hands, fear of speaking and making yourself cry more. you felt him get up from the couch, his hand smoothing back your hair as he placed a kiss on your forehead. "ya don't have ta say anythin' darlin', but let me try ta cheer ya up, yeah?" he took your hands from your face, pulling you up from the couch slowly as his worried frown soon turned into a kind smile. he took your hand in his, leading you to the kitchen where he turned on some soft and relaxing music, showing you how he always made your favorite meal.
εïз┊k. tetsurou
he stared at your quivering lips, your teeth biting your bottom lip as you walked into your shared bedroom. he sat in bed, reading a book on chemistry as he'd done every night before bed for months. he sighed, giving you a sad smile before getting up from where he sat, holding your cheeks in his hands. his hands slid down to your own, slowly leading you to the bed where he pulled up the covers, letting you plop onto the bed as you stared up at him with doey eyes. before you knew it, he had helped you into your pajamas and gotten you ready for bed and getting back to his spot. he pulled the blankets over the two of you, wrapping his arms around you and lightly resting his cheek on your head, every so often placing a simple kiss upon your head. he hugged you tighter the more you cried, and he was willing to wait as long as you needed to be able to talk to him. "i'm here for you every step of the way, my love."
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heartsoji · 1 year
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hq boys with an s/o who's scared of thunder
kuroo, kenma, suna, iwaizumi, atsumu x reader (separate)
warnings: fear
a/n: wrote this during a thunderstorm that occurred at like 1am in the morning bc thunder scares me idk its just big and boomy idk but yeah was hiding under my blanket and needed comfort so this is rly self-indulgent haha
you gasp at the sound of thunder crashing, your body flinching in fear and tears quickly forming in your eyes. you never knew why, but ever since you were a kid, you were terrified of thunder. you weren't scared of loud noises, nor were you scared of rain, but for some reason, thunder terrified you. you threw a blanket over urself and began to cry in ur bed, absolutely terrified.
that's when ur door creaks open and ur boyfriend walks in
kuroo
will not tease u or anything abt it
he will just use his very very long arms to wrap you in a big hug
lets you bury your face into his favorite hoodie and cry on it. that's how much he loves you
gives you warm soup and tea and treats you as if you caught a cold or smth
he's just overall very uncharacteristically sweet and comforting
its bc he doesn't like seeing u upset it literally shatters his heart into pieces
like seeing u cry makes him want to cry
once it's all over, he'll wait a day to resume his usual teasing
unless you bring it up first, he won't mention your reaction to the thunder
he doesn't want to strike a sensitive chord
he just wants you to be happy :)
kenma
fun fact i love this man
have i ever mentioned that i love this man
i love this man
ANYWAYS he would immediately pick up on your fear, but wouldn't rly know how to comfort you
does he give you a hug? give u some food? offer some comforting words? what would those comforting words even be?
yeah he has no idea what to do
he sits down awkwardly by your side on the bed and just puts a hand on your back
hes trying
lets u cry on him and cuddle with him
has no idea what to do but he's trying to make u feel better so he'll do anything that u want
water? yes. cuddles? absolutely. food? he's already on the delivery app ordering ur favorite
super awkward but he's trying and that's what counts
after the storm has passed, he'll play video games with you on his lap :)
suna
tackles you onto the bed when he sees your tears
just wordlessly cuddles you
he honestly is slightly clueless when it comes to emotions that aren't part of the mental vb game bc he's used to suppressing his own
just hugs and cuddles you
no words. only snuggles.
acts like it didn't happen afterwards
he does make sure check the forecast to see if there are any other storms coming up tho
iwaizumi
he doesn't rly understand why ur so scared of it
like its natural?? and common??
nonetheless, will pull u into his ripped arms and give u a big hug !
he'll rub your back soothingly and whisper words of comfort
constantly telling u that u have nothing to be scared of bc he's there
puts a blanket over u and cooks u some hearty soup after cuddling u
checks the forecast 24/7 bc if there's a storm he wants to be there w/ u
atsumu
when he first sees u shaking under a blanket, he laughs at u and calls u a little kid
however, when he sees ur tears and shaken-up expression, he's immediately at your side giving u a hug
like iwa, he doesn't know why ur so scared of it but comforts you nonetheless
tells u that's it's alright and rubs circles on ur thumb
gives u sour patch kids bc he has no idea what to do after like 5 minutes
tries to make u laugh
he'll put headphones over ur ears, close the curtains, turn on all the lights, and perform a mime skit for u
rly sweet honestly
might tease u a lil bit afterwards but if u look even the slightest bit sad, embarrassed, etc abt it he will stop immediately and never tease u abt that ever again
a/n pt 2: this was so self-indulgent LMAO
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zephestia · 1 year
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40 DAYS 2 LOVE!
a suna rintarou smau
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it's the second year of high school, and everyone are either in a relationship or is getting into one. everyone except you. it's not like you care anyways, you've got better things to worry about. but when your seat mate offered you a deal to provide you lunch for the next 40 days of school in exchange for you to be his (fake) girlfriend, it's hard for you to turn the offer down.
pairing :: pre-timeskip!suna x fem!reader
genre :: romcom. smau. fluff. angst. crack.
tropes :: fake dating. friends to lovers(?).
status :: on hold until i finished my heizou smau.
taglist is open :: comment to be added (ask will be ignored)
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cast :: live laugh eat & repeat - aye we ballin'
SEASON #1 — YOU WERE OUT OF MY LEAGUE
001 :: BE MY GIRLFRIEND
002 :: place holder
003 :: place holder
004 :: place holder
005 :: place holder
SEASON #2 — ALL THE THINGS I BELIEVED
...tba
SEASON #3 — GOT MY HEART BEAT RACING
...tba
SEASON #4 — MORE THAN JUST A DREAM
...tba
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note :: im really excited for this one 'cause i miss haikyuu so much and i need this fandom to rise from the dead ‼️ and as usual, updates will be sporadic and timestamps are irrelevant to the story unless i said otherwise.
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sexyandcringe · 1 year
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[04:25 PM]
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Your boyfriend got you a bouquet.
Today is not Valentines day, nor is it your birthday. Why did he get you a bouquet then?
You're confused, you ask him what's the special occasion. "Just because." he replies.
"What do you mean "just because"?"
"Because i love you, so giving you stuff and seeing you happy makes me happy."
You stare at him, a little shocked, mouth slightly open as you rethink of your ex who, in the three years of dating, got you exactly 2 plastic roses only for every Valentines day (he didn't get them in your last year of dating because that night he was out drinking with his friends while you were crying in your miserable home).
"I'm- i, thank you so much, my love." you hug him tight as you feel your eyes watering. "Really, you have no idea how much this means for me."
Finding your boyfriend in this generation was a miracle for you, since you didn't really expect anyone to like you other than your ex, but you were so wrong. Your boyfriend told you his heart skipped a beat the day he met you and sometimes it still does because he can't comprehend how someone as gorgeous as you came into his life and made it hundred times better.
"I love you." you say. You mean it with your whole soul.
"I love you more." he says, and your inner child, the child who grew up without love - or with a fake love - who was never enough, starts to feel safe.
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𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖
Feat. Suna & Osamu
Suna
You were watching the match of your boyfriend alongside Atsumu. Seeing Suna play always brought a smile to your face because no matter how much he says it isn’t a big deal, you can see a glint of excitement whenever he blocks someone, especially if it’s his old teammates like Aran now.
When they were in a timeout you notice a girl that you never seen before, probably one of the new staff that they were looking for. However, you can’t help to notice that she pays a little more attention to Suna, how she barely looks at the others only looking at him. Suna doesn’t pay any attention to her, not more than necessary at least, but that still didn’t stop her.
“Oi, is that a new manager? I don’t remember seeing her before” you asked Atsumu
“Yeah, I think her first game was recently, in that game that you couldn’t attend” he answers back, knowing how perceptive he is, he probably knows what you are thinking “She´s always on Sunarins back, no matter how much he shakes her off she just doesn’t stop”
After the game finished, you go and wait for him near the changing rooms, Atsumu leaving to prepare for his game later on. While waiting you see the new manager coming out of a room, immediately looking at you. “Hi, you’re Suna-san girlfriend right?” she asks you overly innocent
“That’s me” you smile to her
“He said something about it” says rolling her eyes before smiling creepily “You know, he deserves someone that supports him, you barely have come to see him”
“I have been on plenty of his games...” you were going to add something else when you saw Suna coming out of the locker, frown appearing when he heard what she said next
“Don’t worry though, he has plenty of support, I’m her work girlfriend anyway”
“Ew, I’ve told you to stop with that bullshit” Suna says passing his arm over your shoulders with a quick kiss on your temple “I'm getting really tired with you”
Her eyes widen at his words, slight panic on them “Come on Suna-san, it was a joke”. You can feel your boyfriend get angrier, so you hug his waist in hopes he calms down.
“Jokes are meant to be funny... Look, I'm giving you one more chance, next time you flirt with me or I hear that you say something to my partner, I'll talk to the coach and you won't work here anymore. Now leave”
After she left, not before muttering many apologies, Suna turns you and takes your face in his hands “I’m sorry for that bunny”
“It's okay, it's not like you can do much more” you pass your arms through his neck to play with the hair on his neck. From the corner of your eyes you can see the girl sneakily looking at you two while being scolded by the coach, so you pull Suna closer to kiss him rather passionately.
“In case she doesn’t get the memo that you’re mine” you say when you pull apart, he looks at you with a little smirk, which just grew when you said that.
Osamu
It was a normal day in Onigiri Miya when you entered the store. You normally like to wait for him to finish, and he likes having you there so it´s a win-win situation.
A few weeks ago, Osamu hired a new assistant to help him to attend customers, for the most part she was really friendly, but there was something in the way she looks at your boyfriend. You decided to ignore those thoughts, there was no reason for you to think that just yet. Until today.
Today was a slow day in the store, there was only an elderly couple eating there when you arrived, making the bell of the door sound even louder.
“Welcome to Onigiri Mi- Oh, it´s you” the girl looks up from her phone, a little disdain in her voice for the last sentence. Lately, every time Osamu wasn’t there, her attitude changes a little. Either the girl didn't know you were dating or she was just ignoring it.
“Its me. Can I have my usual please?” you tried to act like normal, there's no point in being mean.
“Sure, go to your sit or whatever” says rolling her eyes. Your boyfriend comes out of the storage room soon after, but before he could look away from the task, you faintly hear a whine “Osamu-saan, can you help me out please?”
“Sure...” answers your boyfriend visibly confused. Through the whole process the girl was flirting with him, holding his arm, complimenting him left and right; all while stealing glances at you with a satisfied grin. Osamu shook her off every time, annoyed.
“So, number 4? Wait, Yn's here? You're supposed to tell me when she arrives” he takes the plate walking towards you, rolling his eyes “Sorry sweetheart, I don't know what's with her”
“It's okay, I think she likes you” you joked when he sat down in front of you.
He sighs in defeat, he really needed someone to help him, reason why he hired her in the first place, but it was getting out of control “I'll fire her”. He watched as you look at him with a cute confusion, ready to protest once you finish the food in your mouth, so he continues his thoughts “She always acted a bit weird, but it's getting bolder and it's making me uncomfortable. She's not that good anyway”
You two continue talking for a few more minutes before another person comes in, making him stand up to attend him. You can see that while preparing the order Osamu was talking to the girl, making her look guiltily at him. You don’t really know if he will really fire her or not, but her look its almost apologetic when she brings you some mochis. You didn’t order those, and by the look on your boyfriend face, he didn’t either.
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comforting you after getting a little insecure about your relationship
suna, bokuto, sakusa x reader (separate)
notes on sakusa's: he's aged up and his volleyball schedule is based off of an elite volleyball club schedule, so if his canonical schedule is different im sorryyy
warnings: reader insecurities, platonic hugs and cuddles w/ friends
notes: the one bolded word is the nickname for the character that reader uses :)
a/n: WOWOWOW omi getting 10 hrs of sleep i could never it's 1am rn
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s. rintaro & clinginess (reader goes to a diff school)
-you were clingy.
-and you knew that very well.
-however, you never felt bad about your clinginess. rin was big on physical touch, too.
-it wasn't until one of your friends pointed it out that you felt a teensy teensy bit of insecurity.
you engulfed your two friends in a big hug. "morning!"
the two looked at you and laughed. (not in a mean way) "morning, y/n-chan."
you walked between them with your arms around them and talked. you loved moments like these; just talking, enjoying each other's presences, and getting some love in the form of platonic touch. you loved these friends deeply, and you enjoyed every moment that you had with them. you also always wanted to feel loved as well as make them feel loved, and physical touch = your love language. not to mention, you got to hear all the gossip like this. it was great.
then, at some point, one of your friends pointed something out. "y/n-chan, do you have attachment issues?"
you were very taken aback. "what?"
"yeah, she probably does. she always needs to be between us or something. definitely sounds like attachment issues." your other friend added teasingly.
you just laughed and said, "lowkey yeah i guess." and continued the conversation.
although the comment was half-joking and you had brushed it off, it was enough to start overthinking any touch that you had with anyone.
where you'd usually give your friend a quick pinch to the sides to greet and scare her, you instead screamed "BOO!"
you immediately backed off when you realized you gave one of your friends a hug out of instinct and habit, not wanting to come off as clingy.
you opted to sit on the other side of the table when you were studying in the library with your friend, worried that she might think it was weird how you wanted to platonically cuddle while studying.
though these were subtle changes, you really started to get into your head.
when you met up with rin after school, you opted for a "hi rin!" instead of a "RIIIIIIN!" and a big running hug. he noticed this change, but said nothing.
when he tried to grab your hand to walk together, you held his loosely, which was different from your usual pulsing grip. you liked to give his hand squeezes. you didn't know why, but it was just reassuring to you. but you didn't do it. didn't wanna come off as clingy or too attached or anything.
when you watched a movie together, you sat next to him instead of cuddling with him.
when you started crying during the movie, you held his hand instead of engulfing him in a huge hug.
rin took note of all of it.
he wasn't sure if it was significant enough to mention, but something about this situation had a weird vibe to it, so he brought it up as casually as possible.
"you've been less touchy today." rin mentioned as you two walked home.
you froze. he noticed?
"i-i guess so?" casual. keep it casual.
he picked up on the uncertainty in your voice straight away. "what's wrong?"
"nothing!" you tried your best to sound cheerful.
he raised an eyebrow at you.
"w-well, it's just that my friend mentioned that im kinda always on your arm and asked if i had attachment issues or something. i didn't like let it get in my head or anything, but i just kinda noticed that she's sorta right. thought id try giving you some space, you know?" you rambled. as you let it all out, tears formed in your eyes. oh gosh. he would definitely think that you were overreacting. you tried hiding your face so that he wouldn't see them, but it was too late.
rin wasted no time in engulfing you in the biggest hug and pressing kisses all over your neck.
you could feel your cheeks heating up.
"don't stop.. being all clingy and touchy and stuff. its cute and i love it."
he took a deep breath. he never was very good at talking about emotions. "i love.. everything about you. including your attachment issues."
to anyone else, nothing about rin's expression when he said that was weird. it was the same deadpan expression that he always wore. the stoic, cold, distant one.
but you knew him well. in his eyes, you saw a tenderness and love that he could only look at you with. the tenderness and love that meant "i mean it." no filter, no bs, no false comfort. the truth.
there's no doubt in your mind. you're not thinking about how he's just saying that, or how he finds this little conversation annoying and insignificant. all you're thinking about is how lucky you are to be with someone like rin. you hug him back as a few tears of relief and love fall. with a smile and tears in your eyes, you reply.
"same here."
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b. koutaro & another girl
-your relationship with bokkun was pretty new
-you had been friends for maybe 4 months or so before you two started dating for a month now, but you had an instant connection and became good friends very quickly.
-however, you had always felt that because you hadn't even know bokkun for half a year yet, there were a lot of things that you didn't know about him.
his friends, tendencies and habits, etc.
-you were never shy around him because of that, though. it was hard to be with his personality.
-you accepted that there were a lot of things that you didn't know about bokkun, but you loved him and he loved you, so you constantly reassured yourself that you would always continue to get to know him.
-but one day, you felt yourself getting pretty worked up about something.
"bokkun!" you exclaimed as you ran up to him. it was finally time to have lunch, so you were excited to eat together and talk.
you stopped. talking to him beside him was a girl with long, jet black hair and big amber eyes. she had long, thick eyelashes and full, plump lips. her milky white skin didn't have a single blemish. she had a small, v-shaped face and a nice ass. to sum it up, she was possibly the prettiest girl you had ever seen.
who is she and why is she talking to bokkun? wait. no no no. don't overthink it. she's probably just a classmate or something. no need to worry about it. you thought to yourself.
but then, she placed her hand on his bicep and gave him a cute smile. you could read her lips. "bokuto-san, this is very impressive! you must work very hard at volleyball!" or something. seriously, who is that?
when she did that, bokkun didn't shove her off. he just kept talking as if nothing unusual was going on. as if a girl that wasn't his girlfriend wasn't clinging onto his beefy biceps.
you felt tears well up in your eyes. he wasn't even shoving her off. did he not care about you?
you wiped your tears and walked up to him.
"bokuto." you said coldly. you were seriously hurt. how could he do this to you? you really thought that this relationship would go somewhere.
at the use of his normal last name, his hair drooped. were you mad? what did he do?
"what did i-" he began.
"can we talk?" you interrupted, glaring at the girl before pulling him away.
you led him to a quiet area in the courtyard where you wouldn't cause a big fuss.
"bokuto." you started sharply. "who the hell was that girl?"
his hair drooped even further. you were definitely mad. why, though? "a.. classmate? her name's takahiro. uh.. takahiro mika. we're.. working on a group project together. he answered nervously. the air was thick with tension and he didn't like it one bit.
"do you realize," you began, "that that CLASSMATE of yours was flirting with you? she literally grabbed your BICEP MUSCLES, bo. and you didn't even tell her to let go! you just kept talking as if that was normal! you have a girlfriend! me! do i not matter to you?" you exclaimed. you were talking pretty quickly, and you could barely understand yourself, but you didn't care. you were pissed.
"huh?" bokkun said, confusion and a slight bit of happiness due to the return of a nickname lacing his tone. "she was just commenting on my hard work for volleyball, though?"
it took him another few seconds to think about what you had said. he now understood that maybe you didn't want him touching other girls, which was perfectly normal and understandable! he would avoid that in the future.
that was when his brain finally caught up. you were talking so quickly that it took him a second to catch up. did you really just ask if you didn't matter to him? of course you did! you're the freaking love of his life, after all! (leave it to bokuto to get carried away with the whole "life" thing.)
"woah woah woah!" he screamed.
you jumped. what was with the sudden surge of emotion.
he grabbed you in his arms, picked you up in the air, and twirled you around before peppering kisses all over your face.
"of! *kiss* course! *kiss* you! *kiss* matter! *kiss* to! *kiss* me!" he cried.
he stared at you dead in the eye. "don't even think about that. i love you so, so much. i'm sorry if what happened made you uncomfortable. i'll make sure to try to pick up on when she might be flirting with me. i love you so much, ok? never forget that. ok? i LOVE YOU. i love you, l/n y/n."
you giggled. you got all worked up over him just being a guy who's concerningly dense. he didn't even realize that she was flirting, and thought that she was just being friendly.
"sorry for getting so mad. i love you too." you said, still in his arms.
"nonsense! i'm sorry for making you feel bad. this won't happen again! i promise!"
you sighed in contentment. bokuto koutaro was a man that you honestly hadn't known for very long. but what did that matter? you loved him, and he loved you. he's dense, stupid, idiotic, and friendly to a fault. but that's just part of what makes him so cute and special. because he's also loving, caring, loyal, affectionate, and the sweetest gentleman you've ever met.
even if the two of you hit some bumps on the road, you know that you'll be able to fix it somehow, as long as you're together.
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s. kiyoomi & time for two
-you knew going into this relationship with professional athlete sakusa kiyoomi would mean that he would have to dedicate a lot of time to volleyball. you understood that, and were supportive! you were proud of him for pursuing his passion, and the muscle he gained from it was a nice bonus.
-even with his demanding schedule, omi always made time for the two of you. even though he wasn't the best at expressing his emotions, he worked towards being more affectionate and spending quality time with you.
-in fact, every friday, the two of you would wash up in the shower, get all cozy and ready for bed, then settle on the couch for some cuddling and a movie. neither of you loved extreme outdoorsy dates, so you two were more than happy to do this. it was chill and relaxing, and it was the highlight of your week. you two usually ending up falling asleep on the couch, snuggled in each others arms.
-but even though he worked so hard to make time for you, it didn't always work out.
he was late.
omi was supposed to be home 45 minutes ago, but he still wasn't home. he wasn't responding to any of your calls or texts either, and you were starting to get worried. his dinner was getting cold.
you wait another 15 minutes. he still isn't home and its been an hour.
you wait an additional 10 minutes.
then 10 minutes turn to 20, and 20 into 30.
and a whole 2 hours later, he still isn't home.
finally, 2 hours and 46 minutes after he was supposed to be home, the front door opens.
"hey y/n.." he groans, obviously very exhausted. "im so sorry that im so late. we have a really big tournament this weekend so they're going extra hard on us."
"that's ok, omi." you reply. you know that his volleyball career is very important, and you don't want to get in the way of that. "have some dinner! you must be hungry."
"thanks, babe."
you were hoping to sit and talk for awhile, but omi finished as fast as he could and practically sprinted upstairs to shower. he needed at least 10 hours of sleep for his practice tomorrow.
you went to bed touch-starved and a bit lonely.
the next day, you were hoping to talk with omi about your day and also about his. you hadn't gotten to talk much last night, so you were really hoping for a chance to catch up.
however, he came home late once again, and went to bed early once again.
you knew that omi was trying his best to get home and that he didn't feel good about leaving you alone, but he couldn't help it sometimes. this upcoming tournament would be one of the most important ones in a 5-month span, so he needed to go the extra mile. you understood this. you always had. you needed to be extra supportive in times like these, in fact. still, it would be hard for you when the same pattern repeated over the course of wednesday and thursday.
on friday, you were having the worst day possible.
your boss was in a terrible mood today and fired one of your closer co-workers, a different co-worker dumped half of his work on you with little warning, you burnt your hand making dinner, and you were having a huge fight with one of your best friends.
all you wanted was one of your omi-y/n-shower-movie-cuddle sessions. you were exhausted and quite frankly on the verge of tears.
however, omi did not come home on time. he came home 3 hours later than he was supposed to and you were about to cry about it.
when he finally burst through the door, tired but guilty about the situation, you just gave him a huge hug.
he was startled by the suddenness of it, but he embraced you back.
and then he asked you the worst question you can ever hear when you're trying your best not to cry.
"hey, is everything ok?"
you burst into tears immediately. the frustration, exhaustion, anger, annoyance, and loneliness you had been experiencing this past week all flooded out and onto omi's shirt. you didn't answer, merely crying and squeezing him close.
he was alarmed, to say the least.
he tried his best not to panic, but you could feel his heartbeat pounding faster.
"can we.. cuddle and talk it out?" he asked. he knew that you needed someone to talk to, and he also knew that you felt most comfortable when cuddling. he figured this was probably the best way to make you feel safe and seen.
you nodded, tears still flowing. he then picked you up and walked over to the couch and sat the two of you down.
"so.. uh, what's wrong, love?" he asked. he really, really, really didn't wanna make you uncomfortable and prod when you didn't want to tell him, but he was also concerned for you.
"i just.." you started, "i don't know! i know that your job is super demanding and im so proud to be dating a literal pro athlete! but i don't know, sometimes im just sad that we can't spend more time together. and i had such a bad day at work today and i was honestly really looking forward to our special friday shower-movie-cuddle session because after such a hard, draining, day, it would've been just what i needed! and you've been coming home so late and not talking to me that i just feel like.. i don't even know! and the worst part is that i know that you're doing your best and that it's hard for you to get us time with your schedule! i know you're trying your hardest! and it just makes me feel like a horrible person to feel these things when you're trying your best and im just like.. invalidating your hard work or something! and it's just like, are we ok?" you ranted, more tears falling with every word spoken. you hadn't meant to let it all out like that. your intention was to gently talk about what was going on, or not even have this discussion. omi was probably bored and annoyed, too. this was the worst.
however, omi was in fact not bored and annoyed. he patiently listened to your rant, paying attention to each word that fell off your tongue. when he was sure you were done, he pulled you in tight.
"i'm so, so sorry love." he said gently, holding you close. "i should've made more time for you. it's not your fault at all, so don't even think about that. it's my fault for coming home so late and spending so little time with you."
he grabbed your face and looked you in your red, bloodshot, teary eyes. "i love you. a lot. i don't really know what im doing when it comes to relationship-y type stuff, but one thing i do know is this. i. love. you. so so much."
"so.." you started, "shower-movie-cuddle?"
he chuckled. he had to get to bed and get 10 hours of sleep, but he would have to make do. "lets go." he swooped you up to carry you to the shower.
yeah. you thought to yourself, cuddled up in his arms. we're ok.
𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃
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tetsuslove · 2 years
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“I love you” Suna said next to you, randomly at 1:44 am while softly rubbing his thumb over your check and you lying next to him, facing him but still eyes closed
You are half asleep but heard him clearly “ I love you too, rin” you chuckle but sleepy after a long day “ but you have practice at 6:30, try to sleep, rin”
“ I love you so much that I would die for you, eat those disgusting cookies that Atsumu made yesterday “ Rin, stop saying stuff like that, Atsumu tried his best” you snort at what Suna, your lovely fiancé, said. “ he clearly didn’t, he wanted that I die of food poisoning” Suna pounts, you can’t see it because it’s too dark right now at your charing bedroom but still can hear it. You can’t believe that this 6’3 athlete can be still so cute that you wanna squeeze him. “ Now come here, your soon to be hubby needs cuddles” he pulls you right next to his chest, no escape this time how he cuddles you, he even puts his one leg over you
“ what a big baby you are” you tease him, kissing his cheek and cuddle him more with putting your arm around him. You can hear his heart beat and somehow it gives you comfort, knowing that the love of you life is alive and next to you. “ but your big baby and soon to be husband~ ” Suna says proudly. He lately like to say that he will be your husband, that you will take his last name, that you will wear the ring he gave you, so people know that you are married
What can he wishes more? You literally own his heart he gave you, he never ever felt like this bevor. It even scares him sometimes how much whipped he is for you but also don’t mind at all. He would kiss the floor you are walking on. Has big heart eyes when he sees you in your lingerie while putting on your outfite. Has a love sick smile on his face when you laugh while trying to say something. He is just so in love with you
“ but I mean it, my love ” he says with now a bit more serious voice, his head goes lower so your noses a lightly touching, that you feel how close he is and even can feel his breath through his nose on your chin “ I love you, I love you so much that I don’t know how to say it but I sure will find some right words at our wedding. Promising that I will be a good husband. I love you, Y/N and I always will”
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sapphicshav · 1 year
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── 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 | suna rintarou.
genre . . . fluff, comfort.
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it has been three days since you sent your application to the college you want to go to after high school. the anticipation was killing you as you sat on your boyfriend’s couch still waiting for a reply. you were quite the artsy student which is why you applied to school that specialised in creative arts. it has been your dream to enrol there since you were able to draw, it would make you so happy if you were to be accepted. a email notification popped up on your laptop. it was them. they finally replied. you click on the email to read it. “did you get in?”, suna questioned as he walks toward you.
dear y/n l/n,
thank you expressing interest in our college.  however, we regret to inform you that your application has been denied.
you stopped reading. you didn’t even have to reply for him to know the answer. the tears rolling down your cheeks said it all. he immediately came to hug you. you cried into his chest, your words coming out in small chokes because of the lump in your throat. he rubs circles on your back to soothe you muffled cries. he knows how badly you wanted to go to this college, it hurts suna as much as it hurts you to not be accepted.
“babe, i’m so sorry you didnt get in. they don’t even know what they’re missin’ out on, you’re very talented y/n.” you appreciated his uplifting words but it wasn’t enough to soothe the pain. “but rin-” he cuts you you off. “i know how much you wanted this but it doesn’t matter which college you go to, you’re still a gifted artist in my eyes. this email is bullshit, it literally means nothing. there are so many other colleges that would be lucky as hell to have someone like you, just like how i'm lucky to have you y/n. i'm so proud of you for making it to this point, don't let shit like this bring you down okay?"
you looked up at him to see the sincerity in his eyes. "do you really mean that rin?" he cups your face so that your tear-stained cheeks rest in his palms. "of course i do babe, i love you so much i'm so proud of you y/n", he wipes you tears away and gives you a soft peck on you forehead. you smile at his gesture, "i'm so glad i've got you rin". he smiles back, "i'm glad i've got you too"
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kisses4suna · 2 years
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Do you do emergency request??? If not just ignore me.
Hii sorry to bother I just need an emergency request. If you’re okay with it. I’ve been feeling so incredibly unlovable and lonely lately. Bc I’m realizing my parents suck and never showed me that. And lately I’ve been feeling my friends pull away from me. I’m not sure why it could be my fault /: but can you give me a suna and maybe an Oikawa where they notice my shift in energy and remind me this doubt i have isn’t true. :(
NEVER STOP LOVING YOU !!
☆ featuring. suna rintarou, + gn!reader
☆ a/n. anon im so so sorry you are feeling like this, sometimes parents cant be the best people, and thats okay. you have people around you who truly love you and i bet the person reading this screen right now is someone extremely beautiful with the most lovely soul ever!! my dms are open for talking, and just know i am always here if you want to talk ! feel better bby :( btw, im so so sorry if you waited long, i was visiting family today so i didnt have much time to go on here, im sorry i couldnt squeeze in oikawa but heres suna for you ! btw sorry if its short and corny i didnt have a lot of time 😭
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“yeah so anyways atsumu absolutely just fell! entire face planted into that dog shit! it was so fucking funny i swear, i should’ve recorded it!”, suna’s laugh echoed throughout the entire top of the school rooftop. your eyes however, were focused on the horizon in front of you. you couldn’t hear anything, suna’s laughing was faint and sounded like nothing but a mere background noise- and his words were going in one ear and going out the other.
you wanted to say something back, but you couldn’t. you were distracted at high up you were- the distance from the rooftop building to the ground- about 44 feet. was 44 feet enough to jump off and end your life? “hey? y/n?” suna’s voice caught you off-guard- your thoughts interrupted by him calling out your name and tapping your shoulder. “hey, you alright baby?” he asks, his tone more gentle. 
“yeah- just thinking..” you say, you turn to look at him- his eyes filled with confusion and concern. “are you okay?” he asks again.
no, i’m not, but i couldn’t let you know anything about that, i feel guilty and selfish if i were to just pour all my feelings right now.
“i’m fine rintarou, what were you saying about atsumu?” you ask, looking away from his eyes.
“no. you’re not okay, what’s wrong?” he tells me, it didn’t sound like a question, it was as if he was demanding to know what was wrong. “i said it’s nothing..” i say again, mumbling this time, eyes looking away again.
“y/n, i’m serious. what’s up with you lately? you don’t laugh at the funniest shit ever, you hardly eat anything when we go out, you’re never seen hanging out with your friends and you barely text me anymore. you wanna breakup with me or something?” he asks, voice cracking at the last sentence. suna rintarou is strong. he’s understanding and doesn’t care about anything, but he’s never felt this away about someone before, he cares about you more than the biggest and funniest miya twins fight. he cares about you more than chuppetts- hell even more than his mom probably. “i just- i don’t know rintarou. i feel like shit, and i don’t want to breakup with you but, i mean- do you even love me?! i don’t think i could ever be loved at all! everyone who tells me they love me leave! and i’m scared, i’m scared that you’ll leave too. my parents are assholes- and my friends don’t even notice anything! and i just feel like i have no one. i know i have you- but it feels like everyday someone leaves, and i’m not ready for you to leave either..”, everything felt like it was collapsing at that moment. like the earth was shaking repeatedly and after a while everything went down crumbling to the last bits. tears fell out, dropping down your face like a waterfall.
suna doesn’t say anything, he brings his hands to cover your tears, and quickly embraces you in a hug. “listen- i’m not good at shit like this.. but i love you. i won’t ever stop loving you. when im 70 years old and wrinkly, i won’t stop loving you. when i have little mini y/ns and rintarous running around my house, i won’t stop loving you. i’ll always love you. and i won’t ever leave you. there doesn’t go a millisecond where i think about leaving you, i’ve never even thought about it. because i love you too much to ever think about something like that. you’re my everything y/n, and if you can’t see that then obviously you’re blind.”
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thelittlewriter · 2 years
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D(ate)-Day
Pairing : Suna x Reader
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It felt strange. Very much strange.
Nozomi was there, in front of you. She came to visit and yet, she was speaking to... Suna. They were laughing with each other, enjoying their time together. Anybody outside from your circle would think the two of them were best friends.
- Y/N ?
You turned toward your boyfriend.
- What did you say ?
- They seem quiet close... do you think there's something between the two of them ?
You scoffed.
- No, of course not !
Or was it ? There was definitely something between the two of them. You could tell by the way she looked at him.
- Let's go buy ice cream, you said.
Your boyfriend looked at you, confused.
- Without them ?
- I think it's better if we let them be.
They didn't seem to notice you were gone. It was for the best, they probably had a lot to talk about. And it felt nice to enjoy a day with your boyfriend. He was supposed to meet your best friend and you thought she was going to interrogate and investigate until she makes him uncomfortable. You even warned him about it. But the exact opposite happened. You were ultimately glad they let you spend the whole day with your boyfriend. You only rarely had the time to go on outdoor dates, as you were busy with work and then too tired because of work.
- Let's go watch a movie ! you said, excited.
Your boyfriend was looking at you with a fond smile.
- Is there even a good movie to see ?
You didn't know. You just wanted to spend time with him. It felt nice, comfortable. When the movie ended, it was already dark.
- Let's go home, he said.
Home. It was slowly becoming your home too. Even though, you didn't say you loved each other yet. You chased that thought away. You weren't ready for that. Not ready to say, nor hear it.
Your phone rang on your way back.
"Y/N ! It's late and I'm lost ! Can't you come and pick me up ?"
Nozomi was whining on the phone.
- Maybe if had spent the day with me instead of Rin.
She chuckled.
"Actually, he went to practice and I was with him but I got bored quickly."
Of course... so she was calling you as a plan B ?
"And I need to tell you something important."
You froze but still answered :
- Ok. Just send me the location and we'll come and pick you up.
She seemed panicked for a moment but she accepted it.
- I guess our date is over, Nomura said after a while.
- I'll see you at work tomorrow.
He dropped you to your place. Then, he quickly went to drive Nozomi to your place. You figured it all happened so she could nicely threaten him to take care of you. She was a true friend, even today. Maybe Suna was part of it too, leaving so she could plan this very moment. When she arrived, you checked with your boyfriend :
- Did she said something like "if you hurt Y/N, I'll bite you" or something ?
Your boyfriend shook his head, confused.
- She said we were a great couple...
It was your turn to be confused. You asked her when you two were about to fall asleep.
- Why do you think you "lost" us during the day ? she laughed. I wanted to see how you were with him. And you look happy.
So that was why they disappeared.
- He's too nice for me to get all scary. And Suna convinced me not to.
You chuckled.
- You and Rin are keeping a secret from me, you said.
You knew it was all there was. Nozomi smiled only said :
- We are. We have something a secret that you absolutely cannot hear about.
Nozomi could never tell you. She couldn't betray both you and Suna. You couldn't know how much he liked you just now.
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Hey ! I'm sorry for uploading that late but I had so many assignments to write and my master's thesis is a lot of work... but the chapter is here ! I hope you liked it... there will be a massive change in the next chapter so I hope you're ready !
Have a good day everybody !
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tetsumie · 1 year
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"𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘"
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read part 2 here!
pairing: tsukishima x reader & suna x reader
genre: hurt/comfort
a/n: sorry i got carried away writing these ahh i sort of twisted the prompt of "when they call you clingy" into my own sort of thing idk how to explain but hopefully this turned out well :,) also not proofread so sorry about the mistakes! and as always feel free to send me requests and tell me ur thoughts on my writing!
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tsukishima kei
tsukishima, you, and a few of the former karsuno volleyball players decided to have a small little reunion dinner after not seeing each other for so long.
everyone's embracing each other with hugs and to be frank, it's really nice of him to invite you to meet his friends from high school! you're really looking forward to getting to know them and maybe even getting to know your boyfriend a bit more.
as all of you are sitting at the table debating what to order, there's much chit chat between everyone and you swear you haven't seen kei so carefree in a while. sure, he's still throwing his sarcastic, snarky comments but they don't hit too harshly towards his teammates.
they are most definitely used to this.
the food has arrived and way too much wine has been ordered. with their slurred words and pink cheeks, you can tell all of them are going to blackout the moment they all get home.
"kei, so how'd you pull this gorgeous girl?" tanaka asks out of nowhere "ain't no way she fell for your snarky ass personality."
you and him both let out a chuckle and he replied with, "nah, they're just clingy as fuck and i guess they were fun to keep around."
you go quiet and the laughter has sort of died out. but the drinks keep pouring and nishinoya speaks.
"god, you're a fucking asshole," nishinoya chimes. "she's way too good for you.
although the conversation begins to take a turn in a different direction, you can't seem to get his words out of your mind.
clingy. he thinks i'm clingy.
a ball of insecurity starts to form in your stomach and his comment starts the train of overthinking. you keep telling yourself that he's had too many drinks.
yet a part of you is telling you that drunk thoughts are sober words.
how long has he thought of me as "clingy?"
the small chuckles and laughs that escape your lips have come to a halt and now you're feeling incredibly insecure. you begin to zone out and start chugging down a few glasses of wine to drown out your surroundings.
after a few eventful hours, you and tsukishima decide to grab a taxi and head home for the night. he unlocks the door to your shared apartment and you immediately head into the bedroom to change your clothes, not sparing him a second glance.
tsukishima enters the bed after cleaning up and his arm drapes over your chest. your body goes completely stiff and you're super uncomfortable with his touch, especially after his comment about you being clingy.
the moment you hear his light snores, you slowly remove his arm off your body and turn to face away from him. a feeling of numbness begins to overtake your body and you feel a sense of emptiness within.
the next morning, tsukishima woke up with a horrible headache and he instantly regretted drinking so much last night. he groans and pats your side of the bed and is greeted by just the bedsheets and not you.
grumbling, he got out of bed in search of you and finds you standing by the balcony with a cup of coffee in your hand. in that moment, his heart skips a beat and he's reminded of how much he loves you.
you yelp in surprise when you feel two arms slither around your torso and his chin resting on your shoulder. "good morning baby," he kisses your cheek.
"hi kei," you say curtly.
"what's for breakfast?"
"i just made myself toasted bread with jam. you can just make some cereal or something. i think we still have your lucky charms in the pantry," you tell him.
he pulls away from you and he feels something is off with you. you feel distant.
the feeling is confirmed when the both of you are sitting on the living room sofa while watching the new episode of your favorite reality tv show. kei expects you to come close to him and rest your head on his shoulder like you usually do yet there you are, in his vicinity, but sitting on the other end of the couch, clinging to a throw pillow.
he can't seem to concentrate on the movie when the only thing he can see is you sitting to yourself, gone completely quiet. he doesn't know what's wrong and he can't rack his mind as to what might have happened that made you so distant.
after the movie ends, he kisses your forehead and he feels your body stiffen.
what's going on? i don't know what i did?
he pulls away and looks at you. "y/n, something's wrong," he states.
you refuse to meet his gaze now and your twiddling with your fingers. he seems to have no recollection of what he's said to you last night. although, he might not recall what he said, it's the only thing you can recall in your mind. ever since this morning, whenever, you look at him, the only thing running in your mind is his words, "nah, she's just clingy as fuck and i guess she was fun to keep around."
"we're good," you reply promptly. "don't worry about it."
he grabs your hands and puts them in his which catches you off guard. you love the feeling of his hand in yours but the rational part of your brain wants to pull away, thinking about how he thought you were so clingy.
"listen, i'm not good at this. i'm not good at communicating my feelings but for you, i want to do better. so please, it would mean a lot if you could tell me what's wrong so i can help you and... us."
this is the most genuine you've seen him in a while and although to most, it may have seemed like some half-assed speech but to you, it felt raw and vulnerable.
"ok well," you began. "last night, when we were out with your friends, you were talking with your friends and well, you mentioned something about me. and it made me wonder if you think i'm clingy?"
he was confused. "no, i don't think you're clingy anymore? i don't know what you're talking about?"
the "anymore" in his response to you was something that saddened you a little. he found me clingy yet never told me?
"so you did think i was clingy, right?"
with a deep breath, he began to explain himself, "when we got together, i wasn't really used to... being so close to someone. you would always hold my hand or loop your arm in mine or something. you would always be holding me or touching me and i wasn't sure how i felt it about it at first. i was never one for physical touch so when you began to show that to me, i just... it felt... suffocating."
you're looking into his eyes, swimming with sadness and searching for answers, and he feels a mixture of sadness and guilt as he continues to explain himself.
"but being with you, i've grown to love your touch and honestly, now that i think about it, i don't know what i'd do if you just stopped being yourself and clinging on to me. i would go insane if you stopped."
kei leans in for a hug and you hug him back. you missed holding him like this and well, you just miss him. but now that kei has said all this, you're not sure about anything anymore.
you pull away and tell him, "i'm sorry you couldn't tell me that you were uncomfortable with my touches. i should have asked you how fast or slow you wanted to go and i shouldn't have forced my affection on to you."
"if you want, we can slow down. i understand," you say with a tone of finality in your voice.
"no!" he immediately replied. "it's.. it's not that. you don't force your affection on to me. you never have. i just am awkward with affection and growing up, i've never had it so i'd get super fidgety and that's why i think i felt like you were being clingy. but i love it."
"i love it when you hold my hand when we're walking to the grocery store. i love it when you doodle on my hand with your fingers when we're waiting for the food to come when we eat out. i love it when you tell me about the little stories from work while you're cooking dinner. i love it when you mumble in your sleep and snuggle close to me when it gets cold at night. i love everything about you."
kei was very much out of his comfort zone as he told you all these things and it surprised you that he noticed all these little details. you could tell he was getting embarrassed, considering how his cheeks were turning pink. you couldn't help but let a little smile seep through your facial features.
"you're so sappy," you reply.
"oh shut up."
you both laugh and then he cups your cheek in his hand, rubbing his thumb in circles. "don't ever think you force your affection on me because you never do, okay?"
"okay, kei."
the both of you spend the rest of the day with one another, making comforting memories together that the both of you will fondly remember in the future.
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suna rintaro
you're not even sure how this argument even started. all you can remember is asking suna if he could accompany you to a work party that you were invited to. it was supposed to be a relatively relaxing event with not too much worries yet suna was once again trying to bail out.
"come on rin! it's one party and we never get to go out anymore," you try again for the nth time.
"y/n, jesus, i told you this, i don't want to fucking go! practice is draining me out and the one day i get off, you want me to go to some stupid fucking work party. can't you see that i want to be home?"
"we won't even have to be there that long! i just want you to come with me so you can meet some of my friends and support me. i'm really not asking for much," you counter. "i'm always trying to go to your games to support you from the stands and i'm asking you to do this one thing for me."
"i never fucking asked you to come to my games!" suna's voice began to rise and you felt yourself shrink. you had never seen him so intensely angry before. he was always so nonchalant so seeing this side of him made you nervous. "god, you're just so suffocating with everything. you always wanna do shit together, like jeez, give me a break. you're so fucking clingy sometimes; i just want space."
your mouth snaps shut and you can't find it in yourself to even reply. suna leaves the bedroom and you can head the jangle of his keys and the front door opens and then slams shut. a tear escapes from one eye and then all of a sudden, it's a full blown mental breakdown. you're sitting on the bed, crying off all your makeup.
after your cries turn into sniffles, you call up one of your colleagues, telling them you won't be attending the party. that night, you end up crying yourself to sleep.
suna had come home quite late that night after storming out.
in his head, he admits that the argument had blown up for no reason. but he just really didn't want to see your coworkers. he was cranky, annoyed, and irritated, making him deeply irrational.
as he walks into the bedroom, he sees you fast asleep in your clothes that you were planning to go out in and your makeup smudged all over your face. he felt incredibly guilty.
he messed up big time and he had to fix this. he hoped in the morning, the both of you would wake up together so he could talk it out and apologize.
you wake up the next morning feeling a lot better than last night. you turn to see suna lying in bed and a part of you just wants to run your fingers through your hair. as your fingers hover above his head, you're reminded of his words from last night.
you're so fucking clingy sometimes. i just want space.
your fingers immediately retracted and you decided to get up to start the rest of your day. you didn't want to let his words get to you. he said his opinion and there's nothing much you could do other than give him space. you'd be doing him a favor by giving him that space that he wanted, right?
suna shifts in bed, arm reaching out to your side of the bed, subconsciously. as he pats down your side of the bed, he feels the emptiness and he jolts up out of bed.
he's walking out of the bedroom and he sees you sitting on the couch, watching something on the television.
a sigh of relief escapes his mouth, thanking whatever deity out there that you hadn't left. even if you did, he couldn't blame you for it. he hurt you and there was no denying that.
"hi babe," he casually says alouds and plops on the couch next to you.
"hey."
your tone is cold and to be frank, you could care less than speak to him right now. seeing him is just a constant reminder of how clingy you are and you really don't want to be confronted with the feeling of sadness again.
in an attempt to smooth things over with you, he tries to start conversation in hopes that things will get back to normal naturally and maybe.. just maybe you'll know that he's sorry without him saying it.
"osamu was talking about some new onigiri thing he made and he wanted to drop some off for us to try. should i say yes?" he asked.
"sure."
your responses to his efforts are completely shut down and he's just praying that things get better with time. he reassures himself that things will go back to normal, it's just a matter of time. within a few days, things will be back to normal!
that's what he thought until his first volleyball match of the season came about. as he was standing in the court, his eyes scanned the rest of the stadium for your figure in hopes of finding you wearing his jersey but to no avail, he couldn't find you.
he assumed you were running late or stuck in traffic. no matter what you would be here, right?
but the first set is already over and you're nowhere to be seen. taking a quick break, he texts you:
suna: r u here?
suna: i don't see u in the stands.
it's delivered and suna's back in the court. he's misreading all of the opponent's attacks and his blocks are all being haphazardly done. the only thing on his mind is you.
the EJP coach calls for a timeout and sits him out for the rest of the match. "i don't know what's going on with you but you need to pull it together. your slacking is messing up with the rest of the team," coach berated him and all suna could do was nod his head.
he sat on the bench and immediately grabs his phone to text you.
suna: can you please answer?
suna: or call me? please?
suna: fuck y/n
suna: r u ok?
with no response, concern is etched onto his face. he tells his coach that he has to go and although he's about to suffer hell when he goes to practice tomorrow for dipping, he needs to see you.
you're seeing all of his messages.
you've seen all of them.
and you don't want to respond to a single one of them.
you know he's coming home and he's about to bombard you with questions and you don't want to respond to him. you don't want to come off as clingy again.
you hear the jangle of the keys and prepare yourself.
he opens the door and finds you in the kitchen, making yourself some snacks.
"so where were you today?" he begins.
"at home."
his hands find their way to your waist and he slowly turns you around to look him in the eye. "why didn't you come?"
you sigh in frustration. "i don't know what you want from me. you say i'm clingy and you want some space and on top of that you mentioned how you've never asked me to go to any of your games so here i am respecting your wishes like you asked yet you have the fucking audacity to ask me where i was and why i wasn't with you?"
his hands let go of your waist and he steps back to fully look at you.
"rin, i don't know what you want from me anymore."
suna's mouth opens and then shuts, not sure as to what to say to you. you were more upset about his comment than you let on and now all your anger and frustration was coming out.
"listen, i-"
"no, you listen to me," you interrupt, immediately shutting him up. "all i wanted that night was for you to come to my work party. it's all i wanted. that party was mainly for me because i helped our company reach this new milestone! and i wanted you to come and celebrate with me and my colleagues. is it so much to ask for my boyfriend to come support me?"
"and then you go on to say i'm clingy and do you have any idea how much it hurt me when you said that? when you would talk to me about anything, the only thing going through my head would be the fact that you called me clingy and god, i just wanted to vanish in thin air because i hated knowing that you thought that of me which is why i gave you your space. i kept thinking you just didn't want my affection."
you rest your elbows on the kitchen countertop and put your face in your hands. you finally burst out with all the feelings that have been suffocating your mind. it felt good to finally relieve it all but you could only imagine what was going through his mind. was he mad or upset or did he just not care about my feelings?
all of a sudden, you feel two arms wrap around your torso and kisses to the top of your head.
"love, you're not clingy. if anything, i'm the clingy one. i always want you by my side like at my games or when i go out with my friends or even if i'm just lying in bed. i want you."
he strokes your hair and now you're turning around to look at him again. his eyes are wide and a bit glassy. this is probably one of the first times you've seen emotion on his face aside from his regular snarky remarks.
"i wish i could take back what i said that night but i can't. but please know that i don't know what i'd do without you. i was really upset that night and all i wanted to was just sleep it off. but your insistence to go got me aggravated and i lashed out. you don't deserve that. you never deserve that."
"i want to be the one you wake up to in the morning. i want to be the one you take to all your work parties and events. i want to be the one you tell you gossip with. i want to be the one you have your late night talks with. i want to be the one you end your nights with. i want to be the one you spend the rest of your life with. i want to be yours."
tears started to escape your eyes and your heart was swollen. suna was never one to be so open with his emotions yet here he was opening so much to you. you hug his torso and sob into his chest.
"i love you, i'm sorry," you say.
"i love you too, and i'm sorry too," he replies, kissing the top of your forehead.
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comforting you after getting a little insecure about your relationship
suna, bokuto, sakusa x reader (separate)
notes on sakusa's: he's aged up and his volleyball schedule is based off of an elite volleyball club schedule, so if his canonical schedule is different im sorryyy
warnings: reader insecurities, platonic hugs and cuddles w/ friends
notes: the one bolded word is the nickname for the character that reader uses :)
a/n: WOWOWOW omi getting 10 hrs of sleep i could never it's 1am rn
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s. rintaro & clinginess (reader goes to a diff school)
-you were clingy.
-and you knew that very well.
-however, you never felt bad about your clinginess. rin was big on physical touch, too.
-it wasn't until one of your friends pointed it out that you felt a teensy teensy bit of insecurity.
you engulfed your two friends in a big hug. "morning!"
the two looked at you and laughed. (not in a mean way) "morning, y/n-chan."
you walked between them with your arms around them and talked. you loved moments like these; just talking, enjoying each other's presences, and getting some love in the form of platonic touch. you loved these friends deeply, and you enjoyed every moment that you had with them. you also always wanted to feel loved as well as make them feel loved, and physical touch = your love language. not to mention, you got to hear all the gossip like this. it was great.
then, at some point, one of your friends pointed something out. "y/n-chan, do you have attachment issues?"
you were very taken aback. "what?"
"yeah, she probably does. she always needs to be between us or something. definitely sounds like attachment issues." your other friend added teasingly.
you just laughed and said, "lowkey yeah i guess." and continued the conversation.
although the comment was half-joking and you had brushed it off, it was enough to start overthinking any touch that you had with anyone.
where you'd usually give your friend a quick pinch to the sides to greet and scare her, you instead screamed "BOO!"
you immediately backed off when you realized you gave one of your friends a hug out of instinct and habit, not wanting to come off as clingy.
you opted to sit on the other side of the table when you were studying in the library with your friend, worried that she might think it was weird how you wanted to platonically cuddle while studying.
though these were subtle changes, you really started to get into your head.
when you met up with rin after school, you opted for a "hi rin!" instead of a "RIIIIIIN!" and a big running hug. he noticed this change, but said nothing.
when he tried to grab your hand to walk together, you held his loosely, which was different from your usual pulsing grip. you liked to give his hand squeezes. you didn't know why, but it was just reassuring to you. but you didn't do it. didn't wanna come off as clingy or too attached or anything.
when you watched a movie together, you sat next to him instead of cuddling with him.
when you started crying during the movie, you held his hand instead of engulfing him in a huge hug.
rin took note of all of it.
he wasn't sure if it was significant enough to mention, but something about this situation had a weird vibe to it, so he brought it up as casually as possible.
"you've been less touchy today." rin mentioned as you two walked home.
you froze. he noticed?
"i-i guess so?" casual. keep it casual.
he picked up on the uncertainty in your voice straight away. "what's wrong?"
"nothing!" you tried your best to sound cheerful.
he raised an eyebrow at you.
"w-well, it's just that my friend mentioned that im kinda always on your arm and asked if i had attachment issues or something. i didn't like let it get in my head or anything, but i just kinda noticed that she's sorta right. thought id try giving you some space, you know?" you rambled. as you let it all out, tears formed in your eyes. oh gosh. he would definitely think that you were overreacting. you tried hiding your face so that he wouldn't see them, but it was too late.
rin wasted no time in engulfing you in the biggest hug and pressing kisses all over your neck.
you could feel your cheeks heating up.
"don't stop.. being all clingy and touchy and stuff. its cute and i love it."
he took a deep breath. he never was very good at talking about emotions. "i love.. everything about you. including your attachment issues."
to anyone else, nothing about rin's expression when he said that was weird. it was the same deadpan expression that he always wore. the stoic, cold, distant one.
but you knew him well. in his eyes, you saw a tenderness and love that he could only look at you with. the tenderness and love that meant "i mean it." no filter, no bs, no false comfort. the truth.
there's no doubt in your mind. you're not thinking about how he's just saying that, or how he finds this little conversation annoying and insignificant. all you're thinking about is how lucky you are to be with someone like rin. you hug him back as a few tears of relief and love fall. with a smile and tears in your eyes, you reply.
"same here."
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b. koutaro & another girl
-your relationship with bokkun was pretty new
-you had been friends for maybe 4 months or so before you two started dating for a month now, but you had an instant connection and became good friends very quickly.
-however, you had always felt that because you hadn't even know bokkun for half a year yet, there were a lot of things that you didn't know about him.
his friends, tendencies and habits, etc.
-you were never shy around him because of that, though. it was hard to be with his personality.
-you accepted that there were a lot of things that you didn't know about bokkun, but you loved him and he loved you, so you constantly reassured yourself that you would always continue to get to know him.
-but one day, you felt yourself getting pretty worked up about something.
"bokkun!" you exclaimed as you ran up to him. it was finally time to have lunch, so you were excited to eat together and talk.
you stopped. talking to him beside him was a girl with long, jet black hair and big amber eyes. she had long, thick eyelashes and full, plump lips. her milky white skin didn't have a single blemish. she had a small, v-shaped face and a nice ass. to sum it up, she was possibly the prettiest girl you had ever seen.
who is she and why is she talking to bokkun? wait. no no no. don't overthink it. she's probably just a classmate or something. no need to worry about it. you thought to yourself.
but then, she placed her hand on his bicep and gave him a cute smile. you could read her lips. "bokuto-san, this is very impressive! you must work very hard at volleyball!" or something. seriously, who is that?
when she did that, bokkun didn't shove her off. he just kept talking as if nothing unusual was going on. as if a girl that wasn't his girlfriend wasn't clinging onto his beefy biceps.
you felt tears well up in your eyes. he wasn't even shoving her off. did he not care about you?
you wiped your tears and walked up to him.
"bokuto." you said coldly. you were seriously hurt. how could he do this to you? you really thought that this relationship would go somewhere.
at the use of his normal last name, his hair drooped. were you mad? what did he do?
"what did i-" he began.
"can we talk?" you interrupted, glaring at the girl before pulling him away.
you led him to a quiet area in the courtyard where you wouldn't cause a big fuss.
"bokuto." you started sharply. "who the hell was that girl?"
his hair drooped even further. you were definitely mad. why, though? "a.. classmate? her name's takahiro. uh.. takahiro mika. we're.. working on a group project together. he answered nervously. the air was thick with tension and he didn't like it one bit.
"do you realize," you began, "that that CLASSMATE of yours was flirting with you? she literally grabbed your BICEP MUSCLES, bo. and you didn't even tell her to let go! you just kept talking as if that was normal! you have a girlfriend! me! do i not matter to you?" you exclaimed. you were talking pretty quickly, and you could barely understand yourself, but you didn't care. you were pissed.
"huh?" bokkun said, confusion and a slight bit of happiness due to the return of a nickname lacing his tone. "she was just commenting on my hard work for volleyball, though?"
it took him another few seconds to think about what you had said. he now understood that maybe you didn't want him touching other girls, which was perfectly normal and understandable! he would avoid that in the future.
that was when his brain finally caught up. you were talking so quickly that it took him a second to catch up. did you really just ask if you didn't matter to him? of course you did! you're the freaking love of his life, after all! (leave it to bokuto to get carried away with the whole "life" thing.)
"woah woah woah!" he screamed.
you jumped. what was with the sudden surge of emotion.
he grabbed you in his arms, picked you up in the air, and twirled you around before peppering kisses all over your face.
"of! *kiss* course! *kiss* you! *kiss* matter! *kiss* to! *kiss* me!" he cried.
he stared at you dead in the eye. "don't even think about that. i love you so, so much. i'm sorry if what happened made you uncomfortable. i'll make sure to try to pick up on when she might be flirting with me. i love you so much, ok? never forget that. ok? i LOVE YOU. i love you, l/n y/n."
you giggled. you got all worked up over him just being a guy who's concerningly dense. he didn't even realize that she was flirting, and thought that she was just being friendly.
"sorry for getting so mad. i love you too." you said, still in his arms.
"nonsense! i'm sorry for making you feel bad. this won't happen again! i promise!"
you sighed in contentment. bokuto koutaro was a man that you honestly hadn't known for very long. but what did that matter? you loved him, and he loved you. he's dense, stupid, idiotic, and friendly to a fault. but that's just part of what makes him so cute and special. because he's also loving, caring, loyal, affectionate, and the sweetest gentleman you've ever met.
even if the two of you hit some bumps on the road, you know that you'll be able to fix it somehow, as long as you're together.
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s. kiyoomi & time for two
-you knew going into this relationship with professional athlete sakusa kiyoomi would mean that he would have to dedicate a lot of time to volleyball. you understood that, and were supportive! you were proud of him for pursuing his passion, and the muscle he gained from it was a nice bonus.
-even with his demanding schedule, omi always made time for the two of you. even though he wasn't the best at expressing his emotions, he worked towards being more affectionate and spending quality time with you.
-in fact, every friday, the two of you would wash up in the shower, get all cozy and ready for bed, then settle on the couch for some cuddling and a movie. neither of you loved extreme outdoorsy dates, so you two were more than happy to do this. it was chill and relaxing, and it was the highlight of your week. you two usually ending up falling asleep on the couch, snuggled in each others arms.
-but even though he worked so hard to make time for you, it didn't always work out.
he was late.
omi was supposed to be home 45 minutes ago, but he still wasn't home. he wasn't responding to any of your calls or texts either, and you were starting to get worried. his dinner was getting cold.
you wait another 15 minutes. he still isn't home and its been an hour.
you wait an additional 10 minutes.
then 10 minutes turn to 20, and 20 into 30.
and a whole 2 hours later, he still isn't home.
finally, 2 hours and 46 minutes after he was supposed to be home, the front door opens.
"hey y/n.." he groans, obviously very exhausted. "im so sorry that im so late. we have a really big tournament this weekend so they're going extra hard on us."
"that's ok, omi." you reply. you know that his volleyball career is very important, and you don't want to get in the way of that. "have some dinner! you must be hungry."
"thanks, babe."
you were hoping to sit and talk for awhile, but omi finished as fast as he could and practically sprinted upstairs to shower. he needed at least 10 hours of sleep for his practice tomorrow.
you went to bed touch-starved and a bit lonely.
the next day, you were hoping to talk with omi about your day and also about his. you hadn't gotten to talk much last night, so you were really hoping for a chance to catch up.
however, he came home late once again, and went to bed early once again.
you knew that omi was trying his best to get home and that he didn't feel good about leaving you alone, but he couldn't help it sometimes. this upcoming tournament would be one of the most important ones in a 5-month span, so he needed to go the extra mile. you understood this. you always had. you needed to be extra supportive in times like these, in fact. still, it would be hard for you when the same pattern repeated over the course of wednesday and thursday.
on friday, you were having the worst day possible.
your boss was in a terrible mood today and fired one of your closer co-workers, a different co-worker dumped half of his work on you with little warning, you burnt your hand making dinner, and you were having a huge fight with one of your best friends.
all you wanted was one of your omi-y/n-shower-movie-cuddle sessions. you were exhausted and quite frankly on the verge of tears.
however, omi did not come home on time. he came home 3 hours later than he was supposed to and you were about to cry about it.
when he finally burst through the door, tired but guilty about the situation, you just gave him a huge hug.
he was startled by the suddenness of it, but he embraced you back.
and then he asked you the worst question you can ever hear when you're trying your best not to cry.
"hey, is everything ok?"
you burst into tears immediately. the frustration, exhaustion, anger, annoyance, and loneliness you had been experiencing this past week all flooded out and onto omi's shirt. you didn't answer, merely crying and squeezing him close.
he was alarmed, to say the least.
he tried his best not to panic, but you could feel his heartbeat pounding faster.
"can we.. cuddle and talk it out?" he asked. he knew that you needed someone to talk to, and he also knew that you felt most comfortable when cuddling. he figured this was probably the best way to make you feel safe and seen.
you nodded, tears still flowing. he then picked you up and walked over to the couch and sat the two of you down.
"so.. uh, what's wrong, love?" he asked. he really, really, really didn't wanna make you uncomfortable and prod when you didn't want to tell him, but he was also concerned for you.
"i just.." you started, "i don't know! i know that your job is super demanding and im so proud to be dating a literal pro athlete! but i don't know, sometimes im just sad that we can't spend more time together. and i had such a bad day at work today and i was honestly really looking forward to our special friday shower-movie-cuddle session because after such a hard, draining, day, it would've been just what i needed! and you've been coming home so late and not talking to me that i just feel like.. i don't even know! and the worst part is that i know that you're doing your best and that it's hard for you to get us time with your schedule! i know you're trying your hardest! and it just makes me feel like a horrible person to feel these things when you're trying your best and im just like.. invalidating your hard work or something! and it's just like, are we ok?" you ranted, more tears falling with every word spoken. you hadn't meant to let it all out like that. your intention was to gently talk about what was going on, or not even have this discussion. omi was probably bored and annoyed, too. this was the worst.
however, omi was in fact not bored and annoyed. he patiently listened to your rant, paying attention to each word that fell off your tongue. when he was sure you were done, he pulled you in tight.
"i'm so, so sorry love." he said gently, holding you close. "i should've made more time for you. it's not your fault at all, so don't even think about that. it's my fault for coming home so late and spending so little time with you."
he grabbed your face and looked you in your red, bloodshot, teary eyes. "i love you. a lot. i don't really know what im doing when it comes to relationship-y type stuff, but one thing i do know is this. i. love. you. so so much."
"so.." you started, "shower-movie-cuddle?"
he chuckled. he had to get to bed and get 10 hours of sleep, but he would have to make do. "lets go." he swooped you up to carry you to the shower.
yeah. you thought to yourself, cuddled up in his arms. we're ok.
𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃
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001 :: BE MY GIRLFRIEND
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40 DAYS 2 LOVE! — PREV | MASTERLIST | NEXT
a suna rintarou smau
it's the second year of high school, and everyone are either in a relationship or is getting into one. everyone except you. it's not like you care anyways, you've got better things to worry about. but when your seat mate offered you a deal to provide you lunch for the next 40 days of school in exchange for you to be his (fake) girlfriend, it's hard for you to turn the offer down.
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sexyandcringe · 2 years
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Deep talks with Suna Rintarou
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Content/warnings: fluff, self-indulgent, kind of mutual pining, mentions of alcohol, sex, virginity and death but it's really not that deep! It's just all hypothetical and light fun talk, so no need ta worry. Suna and Y/N talking shit about people behind their back lmao.
Character(s): Suna x reader
A/n: so i wrote this like MONTHS ago but never finished it cause i thought it was too.. Unrealistic? Self-indulgent? Something that people won't like? But now i realized that i literally do not care about what people think 💀 i'm gonna post whatever I want, EVEN IF it's a different kind of characterisation.
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You hate pubs. You hate seeing so many people dancing glued to each other, the sweat, the smell of too many perfumes all together. You hate their music taste and the loud sounds; unless, of course, it's your favourite music that is playing.
You fidget nervously with your phone, trying to look busy and cool, hoping that one of these old men standing three meters away don't notice you. You hate places where you feel unsafe, but what you hate even more is being seen as lame and becoming an outcast, that is the reason why you accepted your friend's invite in a heartbeat.
A friend who is currently sucking face with a random dude you don't recognize across the room. She is not a bad friend per se, not one of those who would leave you alone in a party without any texts or calls, but right now she's probably drunk as fuck and doesn't even know her own name.
"The music here sucks." You don't expect Suna to reach out to you, you barely talk to him when you hang out with your mutual friends.
He is a pretty boy with hazel eyes and it would be a lie if you said that he didn't pique your interest, that you didn't find him attractive, but his gaze intimidates you way too much for you to even look at him in the eyes. In fact, even now, you are trying your best to avoid them, opting to stare at the nasty crowd in front of you.
"Hmm, it does indeed." One thing you have learnt about Suna is that you and him have the same taste in music, the only knot that connects you two.
"Do you wanna go out? I'm not really enjoying this place." He looks at you briefly before shifting his gaze to your phone, which you have been torturing for a while now. "And it looks like you aren't either."
You don't reply immediately, because going out with Suna means that you will have to talk to him – and that would be definetly awkward – , it's not like you are particularly close with the guy. But you'd rather feel awkward and nervous around him than unsafe and anxious here.
"Sure." You reply, finally looking at him and for a second you see a hint of a smile on his face, you wonder if you're imagining things, did you drink too much?
He leads you out of the pub, looking back time to time to see if you are still following him, and finally you join him to his car. You sit in the passenger seat nervously, but you are not scared. You know that even if he is a little aloof, Suna is a good guy, he wouldn't dare hurt you.
"Wanna go for a long drive? With real music." He mocks the pub's ear-piercing drums; you chuckle at his comment, nodding, "I'd love to."
He quickly connects his phone’s bluetooth to the car’s music player while you click your seatbelt. “Put whatever ya want ” he says, and your eyes widen slightly at the sight of Suna offering you his phone. He is passing his phone with his personal informations and memories to you. You know it’s just so you can put a goddamn song, but still, that doesn’t stop you from blushing and feeling butterflies in your stomach when your fingers brush against his. You are quick to type out a song that you know both of you like and “23” from Chase Atlantic blasts in the car.
It’s peaceful, you think. None of you want to ruin this pleasant moment by filling the silence with useless talk. You enjoy it with your eyes fixed outside the window, but you can’t help but think that the real view is sitting right beside you. So you dare – you dare shift your gaze to him, ogling his firm and veiny hands gripping the steering wheel and just as if he could feel your eyes boring into his hands, he turns to you after lowering the music's volume and your breath hitches.
"What are you thinking?" he asks. I was thinking of how fucking hot your hands are is definetly not the answer, so your brain tries to formulate a reasonable one, failing miserably.
"I just... Thank you." You sigh "I was getting really uncomfortable back there."
"I could tell. You are not used to places like that, are you?"
"Not really, i've just been to a few friends' parties, but i don't like loud sounds."
"Hmm, you do give the vibe of a goody-two-shoes." Suna has a shit-eating grin while he says that, but you are too focused on the new information he just delivered to notice that.
"Hah?! You wouldn't say that if you knew me better." You cringe internally, you don't really wanna look like those quirky girls who think they are mysterious and special by saying things like that, but you also don't want him to think you are a prude. You are not a goody-two-shoes, you ran away from your parents, for god's sake.
"Yeah? Then i'd like to know you better." he says, but he is quick to withdraw his slip of tongue "That is, if you let me."
You feel your face heating up, the words die on your tongue and you have no idea on how to reply to that, "S-sure". Suna Rintarou wants to know you better, you couldn't be happier, you physically cannot stop yourself from grinning like an idiot.
He takes a turn to the left, "So, what would you do if tomorrow was your last day on earth?" he asks. Way to get to know someone, you think, but then again, Suna wasn't really into small talk.
You giggle before replying, "Hmm, i guess, first of all i'd text all my friends – real life and online – and family that this is the end for me, aaaand maybe hang out for a few hours with my closest friends eating whatever i want, give away my stuff to charity, and last but not least, fuck someone. Don't wanna die as a virgin." you conclude.
"You're a virgin?" he quirks an eyebrow. You realize what you had said a little late, your face heating up as you try to play it cool.
"Y-yeah, is that a problem?"
A small smile tugs at Suna's lips. You swear you are seeing things. "No. Not at all. Virginity is a social construction, anyway."
"Cool." You decide to move on from this awkward moment. "What about you?" You ask after putting "Into it" from Chase Atlantics (again), but lowering down the volume so you could hear him better.
"If i'm a virgin or not?"
You want to punch him.
"No! I mean what would you do if tomorrow was your last day?"
"Ehhh, maybe get wasted so i dont have to think about what i should do on my last day, i'm not sure, i'll think about it when the time comes." he shrugs, barely stopping in time when he sees the red traffic light. For someone who is into deep talk, he sure has to improve on his answers.
"You can't know when you're going to kick the bucket, y'know?"
"Didn't you know? I am a main character that can see your death clock. Mine own too." He replies with such a blank expression that for a second even you doubt if he is joking or not.
Still, you decide to play along his little game. "Oh yeah? How long am i gonna live then?"
"Hmm." He checks you out while rubbing his chin between his thumb and index finger, as if that would make him look more credible. "Long enough to get laid." he replies with a smug face that you wish you can kiss.
You gasp at his attack, slapping his shoulder to warn him, but you really don't look that intimidating when both of you are laughing like idiots in the middle of the street.
Unfortunately your "romantic" moment is cut off by honking cars behind you, urging you to hurry the fuck up since the light is already green.
You don't want your conversation to die yet, and maybe it's the alcohol or just the night, but you have enough courage to question Suna, "Okay, my turn." You remember reading somewhere that people at night are more honest because their brains are tired; you don't want to miss this chance. "Do you like someone?"
The first reply you hear is his sweet chuckle. "What are we? Middle schoolers?"
"I'm just curious! Answer me!" You demand, but soon regret it, maybe you are crossing limits you shouldn't cross. "Or don't... if you are uncomfortable."
He hums. You assume you won't get any more information, because you asked something you shouldn't have, and oh god now he will think you are noisy and annoying and- "No, not really." but Suna stops your train of thoughts.
"Huh?" you sure are surprised by his reply. When it's night, people are more honest. So are you. "I thought... I thought you had a little something for Shizue. You guys seem close."
He grimaces at the idea of feeling anything remotely romantic towards the said girl, "Absolutely not. She is the one who keeps clinging onto me, i can't stand the girl."
And again, you fail to hide your emotions; too stunned to speak, you look at him bewildered.
"Don't look at me like that, i know you also hate her."
"How can you tell?"
"Pfft, have you seen the expressions you make every time she talks? "
"Oh my god!" you cover your face, embarassed to be so readable.
"I guess you are right, i do hate her guts. Always so loud and fake."
"and fucking rude." he adds.
"I know right! Wanna slap her so bad every time she opens that foul mouth of her."
He laughs, you think that maybe he imagined seeing you throwing a hand to the loathed woman, and to be honest, you don't dislike the scenario either, so you laugh with him.
"I wish she would just leave me alone. I think i've dropped enough hints to show my displeasure around her."
You don't show it but you are so, so glad he doesn't like her, happy even that he seems to hate her as much as you do. You couldn't guess, really, he always have an unreadable expression, you wonder how many people he hates, yet hangs out with. Not like he chose to hang out with her, she just happens to be close to one of his friends, so she always ends up self inviting herself when their group hangs out.
As much as you are glad, you don't want to spend the rest of the ride talking about her and ruining your night, so you decide to change the subject, but Suna beats you to it.
"Okay, next question. Are you busy tomorrow?" he asks smoothly, and you swear your heart skips a beat, because there's no fucking way that The Suna Rintarou is asking you this so you could hang out with him tomorrow. You try to not get your hopes up and play it cool, praying to whatever higher being that he does not notice your nervous behaviour.
"Not really. Why?"
"Wanna go to the mall? I need to buy a present for my sister's birthday... thought it'd be better to have another girl around to choose the gift. Also wanna check out the new manga section. What do you think?"
Playing the hard to get girl has never been your forte, that is why you easily give in to his charm and nod approvingly, "Sure, sounds good. Text me the time and place later."
Suna smiles softly looking at you before returning his eyes on the road; you don't know that but inside he is squealing like a high schooler who just touched his crush. Well, it's normal for him to feel like that, after all, you (his crush) are going to hang out with him tomorrow and he can't help but think of it as a date.
After some more chit-chat about his sister and your workplace, he drops you off at your place, calling it a night. Honestly you would love to spend more time with him, you even considered inviting him home, but you trashed the idea thinking of it as inappropriate and especially because you really wanna wear your soft pijamas and sleep like log; the night has exhausted you.
"Thank you for the ride, Suna, I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Call me Rintarou." he corrects you and you feel heat rushing up on your face as you stutter on your words, "O-okay, Ri-Rintarou". Shit.
He drives off as you keep grinning like an idiot in front your apartment door.
You can't wait for tomorrow to come.
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Reblogs are really appreciated!
END NOTE: I didn't wanna say this in A/n's above because it would spoil the ending, but in case anyone thought i was "cringy" for stuttering Rintarou's name (because in western culture calling people by their name is normal), i wasn't trying to be a weeaboo w japanese culture, i actually, in real life, call people im not close with by their surnames, classmates included, and i dont let other people call me by my name except family/close friends (i use a modified version of my name online, too), so yeah calling someone by the name/being called by my name is a huge deal for me.
This is not a taglist, i'm just tagging people who replied to my post about me asking whether you guys would hate me if i made a gossipy Suna, so since u guys replied, i'm assuming that you wanted to read this (if not, fluff you!): @yesamu , @i-know-something-you-dont , @im-embarrassed-of-this-account , @eternitysin , @natriae .
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"i'm sure. i promise."
suna rintaro x reader
summary: you're feeling a little insecure about you and rin's relationship. but who could blame you? you're at a party with a bunch of people you don't know and your boyfriend is catching up with an "old friend." that would be fine except for the fact that this so-called "old friend" is his ex and looks like she came out of a magazine.
hurt to comfort so its kinda angsty ig?? but not rly bc my heart can't take it lol
warnings: insecurities, body image, post time skip, mentions of alcohol
a/n: IM SORRY IK I WRITE ABT SUNA TOO MUCH I JUST LOVE HIM
a/n pt. 2: i wrote this at like 1am bc i woke up and this is low-key inspired by the dream i had hehe bc u should always follow ur dreams 😀👍
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this. was. the worst.
to give a brief overview, you were at a club with at least a bajillion people because your boyfriend told you that it would be a "fun new experience." he gave you a kiss on the forehead upon seeing that you were nervous and the two of you walked in together.
now, you were sitting at the bar by yourself watching as another girl flirted with your boyfriend.
you were filled in on the backstory earlier. she went to inarizaki and she and suna dated for their first year and a small part of their second year of high school. she then had to move to the united states (specifically los angeles) and they ended up breaking up.
you had transferred to inarizaki in the middle of your second year, and you and suna started dating 3/4 through your third year, so you had never met her before. your classmates had never mentioned her before either. and when suna introduced you to the girl as his girlfriend, she shot you the nastiest glare before smiling sweetly at your boyfriend.
anyways, one thing led to another, and they got so caught up in chatting that they hadn't noticed how bored you were, nor had they noticed when you silently walked away.
after taking another sip of your drink, you let your eyes wander to the two of them.
a fatal mistake.
she was beautiful. no, stunning. no, show-stopping-looks-like-she-just-stepped-out-of-the-front-page-of-a-magazine-absolute-drop-dead-gorgeous was probably more accurate.
she was wearing a tiny black figure-hugging bodycon dress with a cutout just above her chest that looked amazing on her beautiful hourglass figure. she had platinum blond hair that was pulled up into a long high ponytail, big grey eyes, and shiny, clear skin.
you looked down at your own figure. then at hers. then back at yours. then hers.
though you knew it wouldn't do any good, your mind began to wander.
are these the kinds of girls rin likes?
she's so beautiful.. her waist is so tiny
i wish i could be half as pretty as her
what if rin still likes her?
what if rin doesn't actually love me..?
you knew that you needed to stop. you decided to slip out to get some fresh air.
you sat down on a bench at the park across the street (don't question why a place where children play is directly across from a club. just don't mention it) and inhaled the cool air. you were so relieved to be out of that club. so relieved that your eyelids began to feel heavy.
you awoke to a string of "ping! ping! ping!" rubbing your eyes sleepily, you opened your phone to see who would be texting you so urgently.
rinnie <3: where'd u go
rinnie <3: where r u
rinnie <3: hey bb where'd u go
rinnie <3: bubs?
rinnie <3: hey r u mad at me
rinnie <3: what did i do
rinnie <3: im sorry
rinnie <3: ok srsly where r u
rinnie <3: r u ok
rinnie <3: WHERE R U
rinnie <3: no srsly im actually worried where did u go
rinnie <3: BABE
rinnie <3: WHERE R U
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oops.
you: sorry babe
rinnie <3: WHERE R U
you: i went outside for some fresh air
you: im at the park across the street
the club doors swing open and see your boyfriend's head furiously whipping around, trying to find you. when he sees you, he sprints over to where you're sitting.
"sorry babe." you apologize. "i didn't mean to worry you." you had never seen him look so frantic before.
"so you mean to say.." he starts before pausing to catch his breath, "that you thought that leaving without telling me and not responding to my texts wouldn't worry me?"
"i'm sorry." you say, before adding on a quick and quiet "to be fair though, you were having such a great time with ms. los angeles model that i didn't think that you would notice."
though it was quiet and muttered under your breath, suna heard it loud and clear. he sighed.
"look, we didn't break up because she was moving. we broke up because i was sick and tired of her nasty attitude. i just didn't want to be rude and say that in front of her. the only thing that's changed about her is that she's learned how to put a smile mask over her disgusting personality. a really phony one that's made out cling wrap with a sharpie smile and a bow."
you giggled slightly at this.
"look," he says softly, lifting up your chin to look you in the eyes. "you're the only one that i love. i promise, ok? you're so beautiful and sweet and it's crazy to me that god finally decided to give me some help and give me a chance with you."
he gave you a small smile.
"i love you, y/n. i love you so, so much."
and with that, he swooped you up in his arms bridal style and started walking.
"WOAH- rin where are we going?"
"home."
"but it'll take a while to walk home from here. shouldn't we just uber like we did here?"
"walking gives me more time to be close to you and talk to you."
"but you'll be walking while simultaneously holding me for a while."
he blinked. "i play professional volleyball. if you think that i can't take a walk home with my girlfriend in my arms, i'd honestly be pretty offended."
"right."
there was a brief moment of silence between the two of you.
"i'm sorry if i made you feel sad today, bubs. i love you so so much and i'll stop at nothing to make sure that you know that."
you smiled softly.
"that's what i like to see." he said, peppering ticklish kisses onto your neck to make you giggle a little.
"rin! stahahap-!" you giggle, trying to scrunch up and protect your neck.
"your laugh and smile are the two most precious things in the world."
you and rin talked the rest of the way home and he kept reminding you of how much he loved you.
when you finally got home, you asked him one final question.
"rin, are you sure that there's no more chemistry going on between you and ms. los angeles model?"
he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
"i'm sure. i promise."
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