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all my friends moving to college next week while im stuck at home for another month ಥ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ಥ

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decided to combine my two quarantine hyperfixations: haikyuu and stardew valley into one

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Kirishima with his hair down.

Thats it.

Thats the post.

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4am and all i can think about is how much i love atsumu miya (i have to wake up in 3 hours)

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i just ate a whole lot and i cant help but dread the time ill have on the toilet later

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how i feel searching up “haikyuu x reader” on tumblr at least 30 times a day

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TIME — OIKAWA T.

synopsis—late, in a barely lit bar you watch a volleyball match in a language you can't understand, watching a man you once knew but now hardly recognize. it's in this dim setting, that you realize that neither time nor love wait for you—yet when you hear your name, spoken so familiar after years, you smile.

content—timeskip!oikawa, angst, profanity, intentional lowercase, not really any comfort???, bittersweet because i live for it, lowk oikawa isn't even physically there, iwaizumi being a good friend, not at all proofread

word count—928

author note—literally a thought that came up after watching sad haikyuu headcanons on tiktok LOL.. also lowkey there's some iwaizumi x reader in here if you squint?? maybe ill write a part 2 w him/his POV mwuahahaha also deadass ive never seen a vb game before so idk if the interviews are before or after or in a seperate screening and frankly IDC!!!! i literally finished writing this at 5:37am, give a girl a break </3

it was late, or rather, it was really really early in the morning.

2:30am in japan, and 2:30pm in argentina.

the bar was dimly lit, with very few people inside. you were in the same spot you always happened upon when tooru had a match.

hajime sat beside you, tired, but with you nonetheless. he always tagged along with you when he was in town, whether it was out of interest of his old best friend, or out of pity for you.

you took a sip of your sweet tea the elder man behind the bar table prepared. despite it being a bar, you never ordered alcohol so you could keep your focus on the screen. you didn't even like sweet tea—but tooru liked it. maybe that's why you always drank it at nights like these, so you could pretend you were closer than you really were.

"are you planning on staying til closing?" hajime asks rubbing his tired eyes. you nod your head and he lets out a quiet sigh.

"alright, i'll stick with you."

pity. he definitely stays out of pity.

hajime visits home every once in a while and spends time with you, but its been years since tooru's come back. he hardly contacts you nowadays, too busy with volleyball. yet, not busy enough to forget to send his obligatory "happy new years," or even "happy birthday" text.

you're doing well, but of course you miss how things used to be—when everyone was together. you miss him.

things wouldn't be the same after high school, you knew that. you knew after the night seijoh lost their final game, and everyone cried like someone had passed away. you knew when you hugged him tightly, tears falling down your faces as you said goodbye at the airport. you knew when you broke up over the phone, and agreed to stay good friends 5 months after he moved to argentina because it was "for the better." you knew.

but you didn't know that it'd be the last time you hear his voice.

you've heard it in interviews, old voicemails, and videos, but it's not the same. it's been so long since he's spoken to you and god you'd give so much to hear him say your name again.

you hear hajime let out a small sigh, unintentionally, as tooru cheers with his new teammates over scoring a point. you're sure watching hurt him as much as it does you, it probably hurts more. you're more than thankful to still have him by your side. you didn't just lose tooru as a lover, it seems like you lost him as a whole.

after some time, maybe 30 or 40 minutes, you get up from your seat on the barstool.

"i'm gonna use the bathroom, drank too much tea."

hajime nods his head, not tearing his head away from the screen.

"don't take too long, the interviews are starting soon." he beckons.

by the time you finish your business and wash your hands, and leave the bathroom drying your hands on your pants, you see his face right in the center. he's smiling as he nods his head to the reporter.

he looks so different, but not enough to be a stranger.

"did they just start?" you ask, taking your seat as you read the captions.

"yeah, it just came back from a commercial break." hajime nods, also focused on the words on the screen.

"so, this was a big game for you and your team! it was certainly exciting. how does it feel to defeat your long-time rivals?"

tooru nods before answering.

this goes on for a while, it usually does, until the final question.

"you played incredibly today, many have said so! is there a reason—is someone special to you watching?"

he lets out a light chuckle at the question.

"ah, well maybe, you never know! i called my mom earlier today and she wished me luck, so maybe that's why." he laughs some more, "since then i've been thinking a lot about home. my closest supporters are back in japan. it's been a while since i've visited, but i can feel their love from miles away—maybe that's why i did well."

despite how drowsy you are, you smile at his words. it's nice to know he still thinks of home.

"i'm not sure if they're watching now, they might later since it's really early morning for them." tooru stops looking at the reporter, and instead straight into the camera, "thank you for supporting me and my choices."

and you almost start tearing up, as if he's talking directly to you, but you blink away the tears and center yourself and you're fine. you're fine, until the next sentence he speaks isn't spoken in spanish, but in japanese, and the subtitles are no longer translations—but simply his voice rewritten.

"i thank all my dear friends, hajime and y/n, and so many more for taking care of me all these years."

maybe its the way hajime wraps an arm around your shoulders and squeezes tight, or the way tooru says your name with such warmth and familiarity, but tears start to fall and you seriously can't help it.

"jeez.. that guy." he looks at you at gives you a sad smile, and you know it's his quiet way of saying, "i know, me too."

as the interview moves on to another player, you both get up from your seats, hajime's arm unmoving. he gives you one last squeeze as you exit the bar.

"let's get you home."

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forget me nots, 09.

dear y/n,

i’m sorry for not writing sooner. i’ve been incredibly busy during volleyball summer camp, but i’m finally back home. i’ve sent this letter to your grandmother’s address, though, i am unsure if you’re still visiting her in tochigi. i truly hope this letter gets to you. if not, i will write it again, or i suppose i will just have to tell you in person. so far, my summer has been exciting. the camp has been successful and i have some new tricks and tactics i hope to use during the spring tournament! though, that’s not for a while. we’ll still be training hard until then.

i’m excited to show you all the photos i took in tokyo, i made sure to take lots of pictures of flowers i didn’t recognize! i know i was brought to the training camp to get better at volleyball, but i couldn’t help but think of you every time i saw a flower. whether it was a patch of dandelions in the grass, or a shrub of roses, you came to mind. most of the flower pictures are either really early in the morning or late at night; daily, you are my first and last thought. i’m pretty sure my team can tell, but i’m excited to go home so i can see you again. if you are willing, please let me take you out again when we return from summer camp. 

  i know i’m writing all this out on some thin sheet of notebook paper, but i truly mean it, and i wish to have the chance to say it all to you again in person. that said, there are some words i cannot bring myself to say simply on paper. i’d be a coward if i did so, thus i’ll wait until i see you again to say what i long to tell you. i’ll see you soon y/n.

love, sugawara

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02. to the gas station!

your eyes flutter open, and you shift in your seat, looking around—a bit dazed and confused as you notice the car had stopped.

akaashi, whose shoulder you had to thank for a comfortable drive, smiled at your drowsy face.

“it’s 11, you’ve been asleep for almost the entire drive” he answers your question before you have the chance to ask.

you look around the car, “where is everyone?” you ask, noticing the lack of passengers and your driver.

“inside,” he states, using his head to gesture towards the gas station which the car was parked in front of, “koutaro needed to use the bathroom and kenma wanted snacks.” 

it was a building you were very familiar with. you happened to spend most of your days after school with friends at the station, grabbing snacks and chatting while walking home or eating them on the curb. such a simple spot held so many memories.

“you don’t wanna go inside too?” you ask, stretching your body a bit.

“i do, but i didn’t want to leave you alone in the car or wake you up.” he explains, “do you wanna go in?

you nod your head, unbuckling your seatbelt and opening the door. you stretch your body now that you’re free and look around, “i used to come here all the time after school.”

“yeah?” akaashi steps out of the car, closing the door behind him.

“yeah,” you say grinning, “i’d always treat my friends and buy them snacks.” 

“you were rich in high school too then?” he asks humming as the both of you make way towards the gas station.

“i was loaded,” you joke, hearing the familiar jingle as you enter the shop. it was all the same, as if you had never left. though the worker was not someone you recognized. in your earlier years, it had been an older man around his 60s who worked at the store every afternoon. he was kind, occasionally giving you and your friends discounts and even free snacks. you wondered if he finally retired and let himself rest. you hoped he was still doing well.

you roamed around, grabbing a couple familiar snacks and some new ones too until finding kenma and kuroo crouching on the floor bickering about noodle flavors.

“you’re not gonna like the spicy one ken!” kuroo argues to which kenma rolls his eyes, standing up. kuroo shakes his head as he stands up with him, glancing at you and akaashi.

“morning sleepy head.” he greets, flashing you a smile.

“i wanna try it,” kenma stuffs his already very full basket of snacks.

“if you’re just trying it, why are you grabbing so much?” kuroo huffs as he follows kenma out of the aisle into another, with you and akaashi trailing behind them.

“incase i like it.” he states, grabbing more snacks from the shelves, barely reading the names. akaashi chuckles at his actions, “who’s gonna eat all that if you don’t like it?”

“bokuto probably.” 

akaashi’s eyes light up at the name, suddenly recognizing bokuto’s absence,

“speaking of, where is he? he’s not still in the bathroom is he? it’s been 10 minutes” akaashi asks with a concerned face, grabbing a small package of thumbprint cookies and placing them in kenma’s shopping basket.

“oh man, has it?” kuroo looks around the convenience store, searching for bokuto’s familiar tufts of black and white hair, to which akaashi sighs. 

“i’ll go check the bathroom.” akaashi leaves the group in search of bokuto.

only now, do you and kuroo realize kenma got a second shopping basket already half way full with more snacks.

“seriously who’s gonna eat all this stuff? these are bad spending habits!” he scolds kenma, struggling to take the other basket from his hands

you sigh, smiling as you watch the two of them fight.

part of you was envious, kuroo and kenma had been friends for years, and even after graduation they still found themselves at each others side. they never let time nor distance tear them apart. you couldn’t say the same with your own childhood friends. you didn’t even bother to let them know that you were coming home, though of course you didn’t think it mattered. you all lived far apart and barely talked anyway. you didn’t plan on seeing them ever again, nonetheless talk to them. you moved on, and you hoped they did too.

“he was in the bathroom having a conversation with a stranger.” akaashi says, sighing as he walks towards you, pulling bokuto’s over by his wrist like a child.

“he wasn’t a stranger ‘kaashi! he’s my teammate’s brother. i know him!” bokuto defended himself with a pout, you giggle at their antics, pinching bokuto’s cheek.

“did you grab any snacks too, or were you just stuck in the bathroom the entire time?”

“bathroom.” he says frowning, gently taking your hand from his cheek and holding it in his own, “do you know if they have dog treats? i want to get mimi a snack.” he says looking around.

“i think i saw something at the aisle near the front of the store.” kenma states, standing with both his shopping baskets now full to the brim with kuroo looking defeated beside him.

bokuto books it to the front of the store, searching for dog snacks with akaashi still attached.

“can we please just go buy all this stuff?” kurro asks, “this is probably enough food for the entire trip.”

“should we get your grandma something too? i feel rude staying at her home and not bringing any gifts.” kenma questions as he looks around some more, earning a whine from kuroo

“she’d probably feel bad if we got her anything too expensive. really, she’s just excited to have guests and have people to take care of again.” you state, as you rub your chin in thought, “but she does like eating biscuits with her tea, so you could grab a pack for her if you want.”

kenma nods his head as he walks through the small store. bokuto and akaashi walk over with a couple bags of cutely-shaped dog treats and set them in one of kenma’s overstuffed baskets.

“can you guys go check these out? i’m just gonna get some tea biscuits then we can leave.” kenma hands over the baskets to kuroo.

as kenma momentarily leaves the group, you all head over to the front counter and start checking out the many items kenma put in the basket. you watch with a nervous smile as the number on the register goes higher and higher.

ready to pay, you take out your wallet until a hand stops you. you glance up to see kenma's returned quickly, looking at you with a raised brow.

“did you seriously think i was gonna make you pay for all this?” he shakes his head, setting a pack of tea biscuits he found on the counter for it to be scanned.

“i’ve got it. you can wait outside or in the car if you want.” kenma states, pulling out his own wallet, as he waits for the cashier to finish scanning. you smile at him with thanks and walk away from the counter, making your way to the door.

you could’ve paid for the snacks just fine, you definitely have enough money to do so—but you appreciate kenma’s willingness to pay. you’ve spent most of your life covering for others, not that you minded, but it's nice having someone take care of you every once in a while.

you walk outside the gas station and sit on a bench in front of the window to wait for your friends. you glance inside, watching as the expressions change on their faces whilst talk. almost discreetly, you take out your phone and snap a picture of them. 

“taking pictures of strangers? i know it’s been a while since high school, but i would’a never guessed ya’d turn out to be some creep.” you hear a voice chuckle, in a way it’s recognizable yet still somewhat foreign. 

when you turn your head to the voice, you see a familiar pair of deep grey eyes. his hair is darker now, no longer dyed and styled differently. his eyes look more tired than they did, dark circles surrounding them. you wonder if it’s from how hard he’s been working. he looks stronger too, more than he was in high school anyway. but strangely, no matter how many years it’s been, he still dresses the same—comfortable and clean.

“samu.” you say, a bit shocked from his presence. you didn’t expect to see him here, to see him home. usually he’s back in tokyo manning his business.

“that’s me.” he says, “i was talkin’ with bokuto in there. he’s always been unpredictable, but i didn’t expect to see him in hyogo.” you stand up from your seat on the bench, dusting the imaginary dirt off your clothes.

“it’s been a while, y/n. what’re ya doing back home?” osamu looks genuinely glad to see you, it’s a bit surprising. 

“i’m here for a photography competition, and i just figured it’d be nice to finally visit home. i didn’t think i’d see anyone i know though. what are you doing in hyogo? i thought you had your business in tokyo?” as you talk the bell on the door rings, your friends flowing out of the gas station.

they all walk over to you, bokuto goes to greet osamu again as akaashi moves beside you, setting a hand on your shoulder, “we’ll be in the car, but there’s no rush. talk as long as you want.” akaashi assures you before heading to the car with the others.

“i’ve been working at my shop over here. it’s only right that i visit the original onigiri miya every once in a while, right?” he says chuckling lightly as he moves a hand to rub the back of his neck, “and y’know, ma and pa are getting older. he’s been getting sick a lot lately and ma’s been stressing ‘bout it, so i came over to help ‘em out. i don’t know how long i’ll be out here.” he explains. your eyebrows furrow at the mention of his parents, they were kind people you met a while ago.

“i hope your dad get’s better samu.” you look at him with a saddened smile. 

“it’s no problem y/n. sorry, i don’t mean to make ya feel sad.” he smiles back apologetically.

“it’s okay, it’s been nice seeing you. are… the others here too, or?” you ask, looking around for your other old friends. osamu shakes his head, keeping his smile.

“not with me, no. but tsumu’s home too and so is rin. ya should come sometime, those two are always hanging out at onigiri miya. we could have a reunion. ya can bring your friends too if ya want.” he says using his thumb to point towards your car behind him.

“maybe, but wouldn’t that be a little awkward? it’s been so long.”

“it’s not awkward right now, is it?”

you look at his smile and realize he’s right. it’s been years since you’ve properly spoken—other than when you’d occasionally order from onigiri miya at bokuto’s matches, but you’re talking so casual. as if you’d never left, as if you guys were still close friends.

“no, i guess, it’s not.”

“we’re open all week from 7 in the morning to 10 at night, so come over whenever ya’d like. ya don’t even have to pay.” he winks at you cheekily, you smile at his offer. 

“you don’t have to do that,” 

he shakes his head at your words, “i know but i want to, we don’t see ya enough. so, if ya do decide to come over, let me treat ya, alright?”

“alright.”

he smiles, satisfied at your answer.

“see ya around snapper.” he says, leaving and walking to his own truck. you smile at the old nickname, it was given to you back in high school because for some reason samu couldn’t bring himself to remember your name. but he did remember you always carrying your camera and taking pictures for the yearbook club, hence the name: snapper.

for the longest time the nickname weirded you out, cause you thought he was naming you after a type of fish.

“later, samu.”

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forget-me-nots, 08.

happy day sugawara,

i learned today that i’m not so much of a baker nor a cook. tell your brother i said thank you for the recipe, but i think it’s better if i stick to just eating cakes instead of baking them!! also, yes! i’ll be staying with my grandmother over the entire summer break. that said, i don’t want to stop exchanging letters with you during the break. that’s like, a month and a half of no contact! would it be weird if i sent you my grandmother’s address? don’t go spreading it with your teammates! that’s a joke. i doubt you would do such a thing haha. her address should be on sticky note inside the envelope. i’ll make sure to keep writing to you, please don’t hesitate to send me letters over the break too!

sugawara, i’d love to go on a date with you! i’d be happy to hang out with you in “not just a friend” kind of way haha. let’s go out and get lunch together before we both leave for the summer break! i know a nice cafe-bakery near our school, perhaps we can go when you’re done with volleyball practice—or maybe you already have something planned out! just let me know when, i’m sure i can make any day work. i’ll make sure to take lots of pictures while im in tochigi, i hope you do the same! that way, when we come back from break we can have another date and catch up over what we did during the summer! i’m very happy you asked me, and i’m looking forward to our date!

warmly, 

y/n

p.s. when we go on our date, please bring some baked goods from your little brother!! i love his desserts :-) 

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