#“he said i'm a better friend than oikawa and i'm going to prove it”

[causenessus]

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THE MANEATER CHAPTER SIX: phantom

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divider credits to roseraris

extras!

akaashi was in yn's room trying to lace up a leather corset for like twenty entire minutes

he said i am a better friend than oikawa and i am going to prove it

sometimes yn goes through these periods of getting worn out from her job (staying up all night on her feet and drinking and then going home to get just a couple hours of sleep before she gets back up again to work on her mixes)

for the most part she's able to maintain a routine that works well for her but occasionally it just catches up to her and brain stops working like normal

iwaizumi has another job at the velvet bar from @causenessus's smau tonics which you should absolutely read if u havent already

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[23151421]

#𝐎𝐒𝐍𝐇𝐐𝟎𝟏𝟎𝟗𝟏𝟎⠀⨾⠀only for me (ft. iwaizume hajime)

！ :⠀NSFW, fem! reader, unprotected sex, over-possessiveness, oral (m), bits of cock worship, jealous sex, creampie, public sex, everyone is of age

hajime isn't going to have it.

he was pissed, spiking every ball in practice with such force that the first years were afraid to get hit by just one of it. oikawa wasn't helping either, as the captain continues to practice jump serves when his ankle just got healed. he already told him to take it easy with practices but he didn't listen and that infuriates him more.

it started days ago as a new student in the school gets interested in you, his girlfriend. you were a very friendly person, a very approachable and humble being. and as the person that you are, that student started preying on you. he gave you letters and would even ask you if he can walk you home. you though politely rejects him as you explain in a polite manner that you are dating someone. and hajime listened as you explain everything to him. you knew how easy your boyfriend to get riled up when it comes to your safety or plainly anything about you.

and he has had enough of that kid's bullshit.

it was a futile attempt, to try calming down the ranging emotions swelling inside him as he can only look from afar that his girlfriend is eating a pack of cookies made by none other than that little piece of shit. and so he releases his anger through the poor volleyball.

"you're going to get wrinkles if you continue frowning like that iwa-chan." oikawa teased, seeing that his wing spiker looking strange. "if you don't want (f/n)-chan being flirted like that then you should've marked her real good." oikawa, as he was often dumped by a girl he dates, knows the trouble of having an attractive partner and he isn't dumb enough to not notice the aggression and annoyance in his best friend's features. "you already look angry when you have your normal expression and taking a good look at your face right now proves you can look even angrier."

hajime could only let out a sigh before giving off a gloomy aura around him, making the brown-haired captain flinch in fear knowing too well the wrath hajime can be brought upon his fate. "i'm sorry iwa-chan." oikawa quickly moved away and hid behind makki and mattsun. the duo could only snicker at their captain.

"for once i have to agree with oikawa with this one. i mean, you should be the one to openly confront the guy if you want him to stop flirting with your precious (f/n)-chan." makki said while glancing at their ace. he was actually worried but not on hajime but for you. he might have a clue on what hajime is planning to fully claim you as his without that little first year to cling around anymore. mattsun, on the other hand, could only agree with makki and was also worried about you. "take it easy on her iwa, she's not at fault okay?"

with all the advice he has heard from his fellow third years, hajime finally calmed himself down and thought of a plan that doesn't cause too much of a ruckus as he can feel a headache coming. and soon, that brittle wall of self-assurance and zen disappears when he saw you enter the gym together with the prick he's been pissed about. and it only infuriated hajime seeing you laughing with him, without even giving him a glance or smile. and that first year is all over you.

hajime can feel his heart break at the sight but the anger and betrayal he feels inside overpower the pain. he made quick strides towards you, his eyebrows furrowing and his face fuming indicating the discomfort and annoyance. you haven't noticed hajime yet, as you were laughing at the revelation explained to you by the first year, who is only surprisingly interested in oikawa and uses you as a way to get too close to him. the cookies he gave you earlier were ones he would like to give to oikawa and asks you if you can taste it for him. he was a shy and bashful individual as you got to know him better through the days. you helped him through, as much as you can, but as you spent more time with your kouhai you haven't realized how much you have neglected your boyfriend.

"excuse me but i'd like to talk to my girlfriend quietly." you were suddenly grabbed on the arm by none other than your boyfriend, seeing him with a seething glare, scaring the poor baby. "and i would really much appreciate it if you stopped hogging around her." hajime had finally dragged you away on the gym and went to the back of the building.

the hold he has on your arm was painful and it was already enough to leave a bruise. you tried stopping him, with a few attempts of pulling your hand away but you are doomed seeing how powerful and strong your boyfriend is compared to you.

"hajime, what the hell is wrong with you?" he didn't even bat an eyelash at you as he continues to drag you farther away, reaching a secluded part near the gym. and he stopped and went to trap you between the wall, his eyes were furiously looking down at you.

it was a sight to behold, an image you wanted to praise from day to end. as kind as you are to people, is how filthy you are on the inside. you can feel yourself weaken just looking at hajime glaring down at you.

hajime can still feel the negative emotions swells inside him but at this moment, seeing how you have heart eyes just staring back at him produces another set of overwhelming emotions and for that, he's got to love you more. he can feel his dick harden at the sight.

"get on your knees and work on my dick." his voice alone had sent shivers down your spine and made you oblige willingly to his command. your gentle hands were quick to work their way through, pulling down his gym shorts and removing his long and girthy cock. the tip swells as precum covers it around, looking delicious in your eyes, just as how you wanted.

your pink lips start to suck on the tip, making hajime moan in delight. you held eye contact with your boyfriend, still having those heart eyes. it wasn't enough for hajime so he grabbed on your hair and pushed you down, taking him halfway through. you were surprised at the sudden force but it felt too good to care.

you never break eye contact with him as you persistently suck and push him in deeper your oral cavity. the tip hits your throat, almost making you gag and cry out tears but the sensation and the look your boyfriend gives you, a blush on his cheeks but still maintaining that glare bust a nut in your heart.

hajime felt too good and he knows he's the only one who can see you teary-eyed, mouth opened wide taking his cock well, and below him fully submissive and pretty. the way your mouth is being his cock holder, keeping him warm and satiated, makes him want to cum deep into you. it was a surprise as he had gone far for a few more minutes without cumming hard as you amazingly blow him dry.

when he finally feels close to cumming, he holds your head steady and rams his dick in your mouth. it would be painful, having a fat dick getting shoved in your mouth deeply at a fast pace but the way you relaxed your throat for hajime to fuck all he wants is a sight to behold.

you have learned a lot of things in music class, especially with vocal exercises.

it was messy, you can't swallow your saliva but it lubricates his dick well so it slides smoothly inside and that was what ended hajime. he held you still, pumping his load straight down your throat. it was hot, it was painfully numbing, and it was arousing as fuck.

as he cums, strings of cum flowing down your throat, you can feel your pussy drips in excitement staining through your underwear. when he finished he pulled out and was still rock hard. you knew what you were getting so you just let yourself get lead by hajime as he pulls you up, facing you to the wall, pushed your underwear aside, and thrusts his dick inside.

it filled you to the brim, almost making you cum after a few thrusts. his cock was hot against your walls, leaving no place empty. it was like your pussy was made to accommodate the girth and length he posses and withstand his brutal, strong, and quick pounding. and hajime felt like his cock was made to make a mess inside you, the only cock in the whole school that can rearrange your gusts in a way you won't ever forget.

hajime held you tight against him, fucking you like an animal in heat. your thighs are sure to have bruises after this fuck session and just as you are about to scream, you saw a volleyball bounce off a few meters away from the two of you.

hajime, though, doesn't give a shit of someone would see you fucking in the school grounds because how can he stop when your cunt kept sucking him in? but you weren't happy about getting seen, your flash drained in color but the pleasure being given to you on your tight hole distracts you and with a harsh thrust made you screamed hajime's name.

"(f/n)-san?" called out a voice. you can hear the footsteps coming closer and your release closes as well. "(f/n)-san, is that you?" and you recognized the voice, it was kindaichi. hajime doesn't really stop and only thrusts you into more, your wet pussy squelches tightly against his cock. it was quiet around the area so you can clearly hear the lewd sound of sex. kindaichi only wanted to get the ball but stopped getting farther in because it would only take an idiot to not realize someone is having sex just by the sound you can hear.

"i'm fucking close (f/n)," hajime whispers as his hand closes around your neck, grasping it with the right amount of force. your mind and pussy were on the same wavelength, only wanting to finally come undone. after one rough and deep thrust, you finally collapsed through the pleasure and grips on hajime's dick as you cum. while you were cumming, hajime chased his release and went to fill you with his load. "you're only mine okay? this pussy is only for me."

your warm hole felt full with cum, and still having hajime's dick inside only made the sheer white liquid drip from on the edges and down on your legs. when hajime finally pulled away, as he raises your skirt to clean you up, he sees your hole still agape, pink from the friction, and dripping with his cum. he blushes but still went in to take good care of you.

"i'm done, can you walk?" he asks with a soft voice, feeling you lean on him and nod no. you have no feelings in your legs so you were carried back by the strong ace. the two of you have somehow spent quite a long time outside that when you arrived back at the gym, the third years were the only ones left, sitting on one of the benches on their phones.

"so who's gonna say it?" makki asks as he sees the two of you enter. he's no fool but not dumb enough to just casually tell what was on their mind. and from the looks of it, their suspicions were correct. mattsun shook his head, not wanting to get on hajime's head. he thought that maybe it's best to tell it through text. because confronting the two of you right now would be awkward.

"oh fuck it, iwa-chan," oikawa calls and the looks from makki and mattsun just went from shook to worried. hajime just looked at him and raised a hand telling him to wait as he helped you with your things. you left it in a hurry as he pulled you earlier. and he told you to wait outside as you, with your weak-ass legs, tried walking

"iwa-chan, i know how much you love (f/n)-chan but you should really know how to hold back. and also you should apologize to kindaichi because i've never seen our poor kouhai looked so pale like that." and that caused hajime to blush beet red and looked away. for the first time in years, he finally can't make a comeback to oikawa.

"shut it, oikawa." he mumbled and that made the three third years laugh at him.

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[katiea03]

hellu! a friend led me to your account and i wanted to req smth right away! i'm a girl who loves hurt comfort so can you do smth with tsukki and kenma where reader doesn't like sitting on their lap or getting carried because she doesn't want to squish them?? thanks bby ❤

❣︎Reader Scared To Sit On Their Lap❣︎

Thx you sm for the request! This one hit home as this is lowkey a insecurity I have but I had a lot of fun writing it! 👁👅👁

❣︎Warnings❣︎: Weight,suggestive

❣︎Genre❣︎: Hurt/comfort, lil fluff

❣︎Featuring❣︎: Tsukishima, Kenma, Oikawa

❣︎A/N❣︎: This is my first official request and I’m really excited how it came out! I/ve never written a scenero or hurt/comfort before but i really liked it! I threw Oikawa in with the other two because of how perceptive he really is. I feel like people forget how smart Oikawa is so he gets a lil love. Am I really starting to become an Oikawa simp maybeeee ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Probably for the first time ever, Tsukishima Kei was clingy. You were hanging out at his place after school as you usually did but today you couldn’t help but notice how tightly Tsuki held onto your hand, or how he would use your head as a resting place for his more often. You obviously weren’t opposed, just surprised by his sudden change in character.

You looked through the kitchen for snacks when Tsukishima hugs you from behind. You jump a little and turn in his arms to see him with his signature smirk that made your knees weak “What’s gotten into you today?”

He looked at you amused “What do you mean?”

He rests his hands on your hips , “You’ve been very touchy that’s all.”

“You don’t like it?” He looks as if he’s about to pull away. You pull him in quickly before he has a chance to pull away. Resting your head on his chest,

“I never said that. I think it's really nice.” You take in the fresh scent of his hoodie.

“Oh yea?” There’s a faint smugness to his words that you recognized instantly

“Yea.” And before you knew it, you felt yourself being lifted up. Panic rushed through you and you tried your best to squirm out of his grasp,

“Put me down! Please just put me down.” Tsukishima could sense the gravity in your voice and put you on the kitchen counter.

“What’s wrong Y/n.” He could see the uneasy look on your face and wondered what he did wrong. You stood silent, not making eye contact with him.

“Babe what is it… did I hurt you?” You remained quiet. Tsuki didn’t want to push you to say anything you didn’t want to, but he was concerned.

“If you don’t want to say anything that okay bu-“

“I’m worried I’ll break you…” Your voice came out shallow. Tsuki almost laughed, not because what you said was funny, but because of how ridiculous the notion was, “What do you mean?”

Still not being able to look at him, you croak out, “I’m scared I’m too heavy for you.” At this point you’re trying to hold back tears. You’re weight has always been such a huge insecurity for you, and truly having to admit it was almost embarrassing.

Tsuki cups your cheek, forcing you to look at him. He had no idea you felt this way, and he wasn’t too sure what to say so the kitchen was almost awkwardly silent. You were about to pull your face away when he tells you,

“Do you know how ridiculous you sound right now?” You snap your head to look directly at him. That wasn’t the type of response you were expecting.

“I love you, and no matter what size you are that won’t change. But no, you won’t break me, I’m almost 6’4.”

You choke out a laugh and wipe the tears that brimmed at your eyes,

“Yea but Kei, you’re built like praying mantises!” Tsuki poked you before throwing you over his shoulder and carried you to the living room. You shrieked kicking your legs as genuine laughter escaped your lip.

This would be the first night you would be spending the night at Kenma’s place. He’s spent countless nights at yours but you finally asked to spend the night at his.

Stepping out of the shower, hair wet, and wearing one of his hoodies, you go to look for him. Along the way you inspected his apartment more. There was nothing too special about it, it wasn’t the neatest by any means but you could tell he tidied up a bit before you came. You passed by his living room and saw only a couple photos. He didn’t look too enthusiastic in them but a small smile laced your face seeing him with his friends and family.

You quietly make your way down the hall to his gaming room, and with a soft knock, you creak open the door. Kenma was intensely staring at his computer screen with his huge gaming headset on with his hair messily pulled back. He couldn’t hear you come in but he sensed your presence and turned his head to you.

He softly smiled at you and slid off one side of his headset to hear you properly.

You walked behind his chair and peered at the screen , “So what are you playing right now?” Kenma focuses back on the game and mumbles, “ Rainbow…”

A minute or two goes by of you just wanting his hands rush across the keyboard. His face stayed as neutral as ever, the only indication of stress was the tiny crease that bunched in between his eyebrows. He wins another game and takes off his headset while waiting for the next round to start. He pulled your hand around to sit you into his lap but you backed up and settled on sitting on the arm of his chair. He could see how uncomfortable you were and peered up at you.

“What’s wrong?” You sat a little straighter, “Nothings wrong Kozu.”

He looks up at you unconvinced, “Y/n”

You crossed your arms and try putting on your best face. Unfortunately for you, Kenma knew them all.

“Tell me, what is it?” He took one of your hands in his, softly rubbing his thumb over your palms. You searched his face for any way out of this inevitable conversation you landed in, but to no avail. You sighed and stared intently at the screen in front of you.

“What if I’m too heavy?” What you asked didn’t process in his head for a moment. But when it did, he instantly pulled you into his lap without warning. You go to stand up but he wraps his arms around you, holding you down. You hide your face in his polyester t-shirt feeling extremely self-conscious. You slowly feel yourself calm down and you get yourself more comfy on his lap.

“See you aren’t too heavy.” Kenma is a man of very few words, but as he ran his fingers through your wet hair, you couldn’t have felt more safe and loved.

The next match started and as he slid on his headset (only one ear had it on), you stayed there watching him play. You felt yourself doze off in probably the most comfortable position you had ever been in.

Oikawa was going on about another ridiculous alien conspiracy documentary and was begging to watch it for tonight’s Friday movie marathon. He already had his ‘stylish’ purple alien socks along with his even more ‘trendy’ neon green space martian shirt (according to him of course!). He was already comfy on the worn down couch he owned with tons of blankets.

You come out from the kitchen wearing a big t-shirt of his with the popcorn and set it on the coffee table.

“Oh my beautiful Y/n, what would I do without you?” He sits up on the couch with his head in his hands.

“Probably starve and die.” Oikawa opens the blanket waiting for you to cuddle on the couch with him,

“Rude, but you’re probably right.” He pats at his lap and you come closer to the couch, nervously taking a seat next to him rather than sitting on his lap. You turn on the couch looking for the remote when Oikawa outbursts,

“Ummm excuse me?” He has a hand on his heart with an exasperated look on his face.

You turn to him pretending to be clueless but as you play with your fingers, Oikawa knew something was wrong.

“Shawty, is my lap not good enough for you?” He puts on his best fuck boy face to try and make you laugh- and it usually did, but not this time. He drops the act and pulls your leg onto his.

“Spill, what’s going on?”

Not a sound comes from your lips and you just continue to look down at your lap.

With an extra dramatic sigh he wipes fake tears from his eyes, “ If you're not gonna say anything, I’m gonna have to assume you have terminal cancer.”

You shoot up with wide eyes,

“No!” With that Oikawa throws his head back laughing and you can’t help but laugh too. Eventually the laughter dies down and Oikawa has his serious face again.

“So are you gonna tell me what’s going on now?”

It’s quiet for another moment before you actually speak, “I don’t really wanna talk about it babe.” Of course, Oikawa wasn’t satisfied with that answer.

He takes both of your hands in his and kisses them both gently.

“Y’know you can tell me anything.” He was genuinely a little hurt that you felt like you couldn’t talk to him about whatever it was.

“Yeah I know, it's just-I .” You took a deep breath as you felt the tears sting your eyes. Oikawa waited patiently,

“I just feel like I’m too heavy for stuff like that.” Small tears began to stream down your cheek, but Oikawa wiped them away before they could fall too far.

Oikawa’s heart broke wiping away your tears. He had no idea you were dealing with this. He feels the tiniest bit of futile guilt. Despite it not being his fault, he wishes he could’ve done something to make you feel better about yourself. He kisses the top of your head before telling you,

“You are beautiful exactly the way you are, and I’m gonna prove it to you. I promise you.”

You feel your face go warm at his promise to you as he easily lifts you onto his lap. He pulls you into a deep kiss, and as your lips connect you feel the worry and anxiety melt from your body. His kisses trail to your collarbone and the collar of his shirt falls down one side of your shoulder. He leaves a sweet kiss on the edge of your shoulder,

“I don’t care if it takes all night baby.”

He looks up at you with such adoration, you know what he was saying was true. The way he looked at you made you feel beautiful inside and out.

Oikawa was true to his word, and made sure to worship you like you deserved.

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I'm Here | Oikawa T.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back (hopefully for longer since classes are about to end). Anyways, this one's a bit shorter than usual. I hope you like it!

"Yahoo! Knock, knock~ Sorry, practice finished later than usual!" Oikawa called out but was only greeted by darkness, "(n/n)-chan?"

The house was still, not a single noise was heard. Oikawa doubted that you would leave without texting him, it was practically tradition to crash at your place every after school. He looked around, stealing a loaf of bread before heading upstairs. Dim lights could be seen from under the closed door as Oikawa turned the knob, inviting himself in as usual.

"Hey, Iwa-chan told me that-- what are you doing typing, er writing, whatever it is you're doing in the dark?!" He bellowed, flicking the light switch on. A hiss escaped your lips as you momentarily closed your eyes to adjust to the lighting.

"Shut up, Tooru. I'm kind of busy at the moment so if you don't mind, I'd like to finish all of this tonight." His eyes glanced over at the stack of papers on your left as your right hand hovered on top of another, gripping on a pencil tightly. Your left hand was typing away as fast as it could.

"What's all these? Haven't you finished the assignment yesterday?"

"Well, yes but, this one's for the student council. I need to file a report and it needs to be passed at midnight." You then gestured towards the paper, a bit crumpled with the many times you wrote the wrong formula, "And this is for Monday's class presentation."

"And these?" He pointed towards the stack of papers.

"That's…" You blinked a couple of times before responding, "I think it's the ones from the council three days ago that I haven't checked yet. Anyways, I'll handle that after I'm done with this."

"How many hours of sleep did you even get?" He asked.

"What? I don't think my sleep schedule has anything to do with this, Tooru." You answered, not taking your eyes off of your work.

"Just tell me." Oikawa insisted, sitting on your bed as he stared at you.

"Fine. Around two or so? I'll give it a three since I've been running on coffee since I woke up." His brows furrowed, worry etched on his face if only you took the time to look at him.

"That's not good, (n/n)-chan. Come on, I'll finish that." You shook your head, still not lifting your gaze away.

"No way, you had practice just minutes ago! I'm perfectly capable of finishing these within the day if you just so let me. Now shush-- hey!"

"I mean it, (y/n)." You huffed as you glared at him, "You need your sleep. I'll wake you up before dinner."

"What? No! I can't, Tooru!" You protested, standing up from your seat as you felt a slight pain from your head. You shook it off as nothing, "Tachibana-sensei's breathing down my neck saying she'd be the reason why I wouldn't be graduating this year."

"You still have a day to go before classes start again on Monday. You don't need to rush everything today--"

"Haven't you been listening? The report is due tonight. These," You gestured towards the stack of papers, "Might as well be due at the same time. And after this one, I've also got to revise my notes. I'm falling behind, Tooru and I don't want to hear anything from my mother once I move back."

"You won't (y/n), trust me. You're the smartest girl I know in school and probably the busiest one. I'm sure she'd be proud of you--"

"You see, that's not enough. I need to get my grades up, a bit higher than now." You countered. You retorted, huffing in annoyance at how the setter wouldn’t leave you all alone.

"You don't need to. What you need is to calm down a bit. You know that--"

"Will you stop it, Tooru!? You just don't get it, do you?! My parents thought that I would get into Shiratorizawa and what did I do? Fail the exam!" You bellowed, standing up from your seat as the male stepped back a bit. You stood up, voice raised as Oikawa stepped back, "My mom wanted me to at least be at the top during my first and second year, to at least in her words, redeem myself. But I failed on that too. Now, you're telling me to calm down? To take a break? Well, I can't. I've got my family's voices screaming at me saying I should do better! Do you know how--"

"You're crying, (y/n)..." Oikawa whispered as he placed a hand on your cheek, his thumb wiping away the tears. You lightly pushed him back, rubbing your way with your sleeves. He pointed out. A hand lay on your cheek as his thumb wiped away a tear, you pushed him away after, wiping it away with your hands.

"S-shut up. I'm not crying. Just… leave me alone for today, Tooru. I'm really busy and I can't afford to let all of my hard work turn to dust."

"I'll help you."

"For the last time, I--" He cut you off.

"Just let me help!" He was already frustrated seeing the girl he adored so much struggling with her life.

He knew of her problem with her parents and most importantly, he knew the conflict she had with herself. He knew that feeling more than ever. And he didn't want her to feel the same way he did during that time.

And he was afraid that, while it might not cost her a knee, she might lose so much more if she continues. Perhaps, her eyesight or her health. Worst case, her life. And he wasn't going to let her get to that point.

"If Iwa-chan was here, he'd know what to do… but he isn't. And I don't want to disturb him too. I'm just trying my best to help you, because I understand, I understand you the most out of everyone," He walked closer, enveloping you in a hug as the two of you sat on the floor, "You just want to prove something but, you're all fed up about everything. You're trying your best but I guess, to others, that's not good enough."

Tears slowly dripped down from your face once again as you buried your head on his chest, gripping on his jacket, "Why can't you leave me alone, Tooru? I don't care if you get me… I just want to be left alone."

"I'm staying, (y/n) and that's final. I'm not going to let you carry that burden all by yourself anymore. I'm here, remember? I'll help you," Oikawa whispered in your ear as he caressed your back, "You're, besides Iwaizumi, the one I treasure the most. I care about you and I don't want you to suffer like this when I know that I could have tried and saved you from it."

"Why?" That one question made him silent for a while as you looked up at him.

"I… it's because…" He sighed, making you somewhat dread and anticipate the answer at the same time, "I love you, you know that? And while this might possibly be-- ah, who am I kidding? It's the worst time possible to tell you this, I don't think that I'll be able to get another chance like this."

"T-Tooru… I…" You started but went silent as he brought his hand up.

"Please hear me out?" He inhaled before opening his mouth again to speak, "I… I want to support you (y/n), the same way you and Iwaizumi did all these years, especially during the time when I overworked my knee. The two of you were always there. So, let me be there for you too."

"It's just not easy when you've been doing everything yourself for most of your life…" You gulped, avoiding his gaze as you clenched your fists tightly.

"I know. But, I really do love you. And I promise that you'll never regret choosing me unlike how I regret eyeing up girls when I knew that you were right in front of me the whole time and they'll never be you. They'll never be as hardworking, caring and overly kind as you. You're perfect and so much more. Because everything means nothing to me if I can have you to call as mine." Oikawa said, moving a strand of your hair away from your face.

"Even the nationals?" You asked, teasing him a bit.

"I… okay, maybe not the nationals. I still want to beat Ushiwaka and all. But that's besides the point," He shook his head, placing his chin on top of your head, "You're amazing and beautiful, even when you think you're not. And I'm really sorry for confessing at the worst time possible. But, believe me when I say that I love you."

"Why are you… confessing now?" Somehow, this question made him think. It's not like he hadn't practiced his answer in the mirror for a million times, making sure it was perfect to his ears. Not at all. But, given the situation, he'd have to abandon that script and start a new one.

"Well, it just pains me to see you doing the same things I did before, even though your academics and my career as a player are two different things, and I thought that if I manage to successfully tell you how I feel, I could somehow help you carry all of this. Because by that time, I would hopefully be your boyfriend." Oikawa spoke genuinely, moving one of his hands from her back to her head, stroking her hair.

"You don't need to be my boyfriend to help me, you know."

"I know that but you just make it so difficult, argh! Everytime I see you frustrated, I just wanna hug you and kiss you and then take over your work while you rest. But I can't do that as a friend! So… so..." Not that he thought about it, what he said sounded stupid, "Yeah, I know. It's a dumb excuse."

"You're an idiot." The third year laughed out loud.

"I know, Iwa tells me that all the time." You lightly hit his shoulder, hiding the smile that was threatening to show, "At least I made you smile right?"

"I guess you did, Tooru. I guess you did." He hummed in satisfaction before something else you couldn't quite figure out what was etched on his face.

"I'm not going to force you to answer my feelings right away, (y/n)-chan. I can wait." He stammered.

"Why wait when I feel the same way? I love you too, Tooru." He perked up suddenly, making you hide the massive blush on your face.

"Wait, really? You're not joking right? (y/n)?" The setter found you fast asleep, whether or not you were faking it, he wouldn't know. He only chuckled, kissing your head, "Alright… I'll let you get some rest. You deserve it."

He carried you over to your bed, tucking you in. His hand lingered on your cheek, a smile on his face as he whispered.

"Dream of me will you, (y/n)-chan?" Oikawa stood up straight, eyes darting towards your mess of a desk, "Now… which one did she say she needed by midnight?"

Let me hold your hand and carry the same burden you hold. I'll always be here, even if you push me away.

[suganovakawa]

𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐄 .

PAIRINGS : tooru oikawa x fem! reader , slight hajime iwaizumi x fem! reader

GENRE : angst , romance

WARNINGS : cursing , car accident , recovery from amnesia

SYNOPSIS : tooru doesn’t understand how special you are to him until he comes close to losing you forever . as he struggles to comes to grips with his feelings and balance it with his future , you still have to recover from your own injuries , but without your memories to assist you .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 < [ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 ] > 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐍

he knows what could happen if you remember. he’ll do anything to prevent that.

word count : 1.6k

saudade masterlist .

SAUDADE

( 𝐧 . ) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant , or that has been loved and then lost ; “ the love that remains ”

⠀whatever iwaizumi was thinking, he certainly had no logic. honestly, he probably would've been better off just not telling you a thing about oikawa. after all, he should've known from the start it's in human nature to want to push past restrictions forced upon them. and as much as it pained him, he knew he had messed up bad, his anger getting the best of his common sense and regretting it a day later.

⠀he knew you were curious about your boyfriend.

⠀rather, the boyfriend you didn't even know you had.

⠀from the very beginning, hajime could see it in your eyes - the natural attraction your body held as you and oikawa first exchanged short glances towards each other in class. volleyball had taught him to be quite the observer, and you made no effort in being subtle. unfortunately for iwa, oikawa noticed your innocent curiosity as well.

⠀he was afraid to ask you more about what you remember. it was different from the first day you had woken up from your coma, you were completely out of it so your muddled brain couldn't have remembered nor recollected much. now that you were spending regular time at school, just like normal, your memories might have just resurfaced sporadically. as far as hajime knew, you remembered everything, just pretending like you're still suffering from memory loss.

⠀but he knew you weren't like that. you wouldn't do that to him.

⠀you two weren't best friends before the accident, basically just friendly acquaintances who shared the same pain in trying to make the aoba johsai volleyball captain learn how to stop and take a damn breather. you had made it quite obvious in the past that you were an admirer of oikawa's, much to hajime's dismay - but he suppressed such feelings, in fear he'd be seen as too selfish.

⠀and he paid the price by seeing you happy in oikawa's arms.

⠀maybe iwaizumi was biased, but tooru really was more on the shitty side when it came to being a boyfriend. he had asked his peer countless times why he had accepted your feelings when he knew he didn't have time for a relationship; and every single time, hajime would get the exact same answer:

⠀"she made me happy at the winter tournaments, i'm only returning the sentiments."

⠀does causing your car accident count as making you happy?

⠀seeing how determined tooru was to get close to you again, pissed hajime off. what was there to be pissed off about, though? if this was a game, iwaizumi was winning. oikawa lost everything, from his reputation to his girlfriend. hajime was on his way to making you happier than tooru ever could. there was no competition here - he had this hook, line, and sinker.

⠀at least, he should have it in the sinker.

⠀a part of him knew, deep down, he was always default to second place. even without your memories, you still had your conscience, that internal voice in the back of your head that still held its senses. and if your conscience was stupid enough to adore oikawa even after everything he's done to you, how could the ace possibly fight against it? you could've died. and it would've been oikawa's harsh words as the true perpetrator.

⠀he wanted to prove a point to himself, you, and oikawa. that he was worth it. that you shouldn't have to waste your time with a scumbag who took your adoration and admiration for granted. the entire team knew that tooru wasn't the type to put anything over volleyball, and he displayed that when it came to your guys' relationship. while the captain was deserving of any praise he received that was volleyball related, hajime knew that it was unfair for you to be neglected because he spends so much time and energy on it.

⠀"hajime? are you listening to me?"

⠀he turned his head towards you, your words shaking him out of his daze. he blinked a couple of times and sat up, turning his head so his attention was fully on you. "sorry, y/n. a bit tired today. what do you need?"

⠀"huh? i don't need anything." you shook your head. "i was telling you that makki and mattsun were inviting me to go out with them today, just out to eat so they can also fill me in on random things, and to talk a little more. i said yes because they seem nice enough, and you seem to trust them, so i didn't have a reason to say no. i just wanted to tell you because i'm not going to be walking home, so you don't need to take me today."

⠀hajime's heart dropped to the abyss in his stomach.

⠀you were going to what?

⠀he knew exactly what those two were planning on telling you, and he was not having any of it. panic bubbled and almost erupted out in the open, but he saved himself with a deep breath and a plastic smile, nodding his head slowly. "right, i trust them... yeah. you have fun with that." you appeared happy with what he said, giving him a quick hug before walking off. he waited for you to turn the corner before walking off on his own, his jaw clenched and his destination set.

⠀"iwaizumi, where's - " hanamaki was grabbed by the tie as the brunet glared at his former teammate, his eyes anything but nice. "what are you doing? let me go. i'm supposed to be meeting - "

⠀"i know what you're fucking doing," he spat, his grip around makki's uniform only tightening. "this isn't just some random meeting. y/n asked you for this meet up, didn't she? she wants to know stuff, and figured you two would willingly comply." he laughed, more of a mocking volume. "and what do you know, she was right."

⠀"iwaizumi, let me go." the male with pink hued hair snapped more sternly the second time around; hajime hesitated for a few moments before reluctantly releasing his grip on his fellow third year, who pressed his lips together as he fixed his uniform hastily. "you got us," he muttered, his eyes finding iwa's. "she came to us during lunch and kept asking us. you were already on your way back to the table so we simply told her we'd tell her after school. that's all."

⠀"that's all, my fucking ass." pointing an index finger in takahiro's face, hajime shook his head. "you better not tell her about oikawa. she's much better off without that piece of shit in her life."

⠀"but she has a right to know."

⠀iwaizumi's face paled, taking a step back as makki crossed his arms. holy shit, he was serious. he and makki were going to tell you everything. "she's a big girl, iwaizumi. she wants to remember her life before the car accident. i can't imagine what she's going through, having her memories blacked out like that. i know if i was her, i'd want to know every single detail." makki's eyes narrowed. "including the memories that could hurt me."

⠀hajime's hands clenched into fists as he shook his head again in protest, sticking his foot out to prevent the other from walking forward. "over my dead body will i let you do that. the last thing she needs is a reminder of the nightmare he put her through. you won't tell her a fucking word about it."

⠀"or are you just scared you'll lose her to oikawa again?"

⠀just that question was a punch to the stomach as hanamaki observed iwaizumi's reaction. a corner of his lips protruded upwards as he stared at the other male in the hallway, the truth so horribly obvious. "doesn't take an idiot to see how set you are in making y/n fall for you. using her amnesia to your advantage to brainwash her into forgetting oikawa and becoming her new boyfriend... i was on your side at first, iwa. now? you're being just as shitty as he is."

⠀"don't you fucking compare me to him. i'm not like him, and i will never treat her like shit."

⠀"maybe not like shit, but she's certainly more like a prize than an actual person in your eyes."

⠀takahiro watched the frustration boil to hajime's face, taking a deep breath and walking around him before he could be stopped again. "if you excuse me, you made me late. i'm sure y/n will - " he grunted as a sharp pain grabbed hold of his wrist, his eyes widening slightly as hajime seethed at him, jaw clenched and face glowing angrily.

⠀"i said, you're not telling her anything."

⠀"who's going to stop me?"

⠀iwaizumi's smile was anything but pleasant as he pointing towards the school entrance. "mattsun and y/n are waiting for us, right? we shouldn't leave them waiting for too long."

⠀makki's breath hitched in his throat at the realization and cursed to himself quietly, shaking his head as he had no choice but to pull hajime along with him. "your logic is fucked up. y/n is nothing but a trophy for you to show off."

⠀"y/n means more to me than what you could ever hope to understand. keep walking, bastard."

⠀"hajime? what are you doing here?" your face revealed genuine surprise as he had appeared right beside hanamaki, releasing his iron grip on his wrist before exiting aoba johsai. "i thought you were walking home?"

⠀he could see the silent exchange of glances going on between the other two, and he could tell by matsukawa's quiet but exasperated sigh that he understood what was going on. iwaizumi pretended to not notice, however, as he moved to stand next to you. he saw the confusion flickering within your irises, how they were averted towards the ground instead of looking at him. if only he could tell you how important you were to him and why he was acting this way for your own good, maybe you'd understand his side better.

⠀"i figured since i was hungry, i'd join you guys. after all, we all trust each other enough to discuss anything, right?"

a / n : second post today! promised it would come out soon 🥳 ALSO, THANK YOU SM FOR 900 FOLLOWERS !!! it truly means the world to me that you all decide to stick around my profile, i promise i’ll do the best i can to provide content worthy of your attention 🥺❤️

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[s4ijoh]

icarus falling. oikawa tooru

OIKAWA TOORU X GN! READER

GENRE: angst; fluff

WORD COUNT: 1.9k+

WARNINGS: established relationship

after seijoh's loss to karasuno in the semi finals…

the walk back home was nothing like what you had expected. you wondered if, walking on this sidewalk next to you, stood the same gutted boys that back in the court had their heads bowed down in defeat - their frowns now replaced by lighthearted smiles. you cling onto your boyfriend's arm, your presence silent next to him, watching from the sidelines. from your position, it might have just looked like a group of friends catching up on conversation but there was so much more to this moment than met the eye.

despite their loss, the conversation was rather lively - but you knew it was all a hopeless attempt to avoid the elephant in the room. there was a bittersweet taste to the current energy on the atmosphere. they carried on chatting almost as if they felt it was best to avoid the topic, it didn’t feel right to spend the last moment they had last as a team mourning their mistakes but rather reminiscing on the good memories instead. whereas, on the other hand, to deny to acknowledge their loss was to live a lie.

you keep a close watch on tooru, his features completely devoid of even the slightest hint of sorrow. however, you have learned to read in between the lines, to get to know each and every one of his quirks - to know his voice gets quieter when he is lying or how he blinks more rapidly when he’s nervous. you could read him like an open book and the occasional furrow of his brows, that even though was barely there for a half a second, only for you to catch a glimpse of it, was an immediate giveaway of the thoughts plaguing his mind.

once you reach the doorstep to tooru’s house you wave your goodbyes to the boys before the both of you part your different ways with the group. a heavy silence falls between the two of you yet there are so many things to be said. as the boys disappear into the distance, the atmosphere turns blue, all of tooru’s troubling thoughts lingering in the air yet not spoken of. you choose to give him his space to grieve, you knew he would talk to you once he was ready.

it was the quiet before the storm. as soon as he walks through the front door a suffocating void settles in his heart. tooru finds himself spiraling down a deep dark hole, a sudden numbness taking over his body before he is brought back to reality when his emotions strike him all at once. it was the catalyst to his ruin.

the lump in his throat tightening knocks the oxygen out of tooru’s lungs making it hard to breathe and he can no longer find the strength within himself to hold back any further, it is almost physically impossible for him to keep the tears from falling. he had kept all these feelings bottled up inside him for too long and it was only a matter of time before the inevitable happened - they start overflowing, all at once, against his own will. after the rainstorm, it’s not long until the flood. 

despite all his effort to keep himself under control, his first attempt at verbalizing his thoughts comes in the form of a choked sob as he falls right into your embrace. and so you watch him fall apart right before your eyes. as many times as you had held his trembling body in your arms, you would never get used to this sight. you could never guess that someone as cheerful as tooru had all these hardships in his life, but he did and ever since you met him you knew better than to believe the little show he put on for everybody.

you had seen him at his worst, and you were one of the few lucky ones he trusted enough to willingly let his walls down for. he had trusted you to see the rawest version of him and to allow you to roam his naked soul - no matter how many times he confessed his love for you, this was the ultimate proof of his sheer devotion and no matter how many times you confessed your love for him you could never show him how grateful you are to be fortunate enough to know the real tooru oikawa.

"let it all go" his shaky sobs resonate through your skin as he cries on your now damp shoulder with his face buried in the crook of your neck.

it was hard to notice on the outside but there was a battle taking place under the surface. disguised beyond his usual bright persona, tooru was fighting a war against himself. he was indeed his own worst enemy as cliché as it might sound. his number one struggle was to acknowledge his own worth, which induced the growth of his prevailing self-destructive habits. he would beat himself up every day, neglecting his own health in favor of working towards being the best player he could possibly become - he never thought it was enough; he had spend many restless nights wondering whether he would ever be enough. perhaps he was hopeless. so far, life had gone hard on him but, ever since you entered the scene, he could rely on you to brighten his darkest days.

"i did e-everything i could and it was still no-not enough" his words make your heart ache in your chest for you can tell how difficult it is for tooru to speak by the way his voice cracks at the end of the sentence before he falls into another fit of watery sobs. but to know he was taking it all upon himself struck you even harder.

this was the same boy you had watched pour his blood, sweat and tears into everything he had done, you only wish you could give him the world for he deserved nothing less. you knew he carried the weight of responsibility that came with being the team captain on his shoulders with pride, whether it was for the best or the worst. however, what he failed to realize was that he didn't have to bear it all on his own.

tooru felt like a failure; he had hit a wall. despite all his hard work he could not see the fruits of his labor. it was as if he was trapped in a maze with no exit - no matter the advances he made, he would always find himself back on square one, hopelessly running around in endless circles and driving himself insane.

in the end all his effort had gone to waste - or so he thought, in his current state, it was hard to see past the fog clouding his mind. he was inconsolable. you knew that no word you said could possibly mend his broken heart but you could at least try to relieve some of his pain.

"tooru, i know you will achieve great things one day. you just have to hold onto your dreams." you caress his hair whereas your spare hand rubs up and down his spine before settling on the nape of his neck, cradling the back of his head and tugging him closer to you.

“right now, i know it might feel like a loss but i believe in you and know you will make it out of this stronger, you always do"

you pull back to look into his glassy eyes, a thick veil of tears coating his hazel orbs. the eyes that once held all that passion are now dull as the familiar hopeful gleam fades away with every teardrop streaming down his cheeks, being replaced with a void of broken dreams. he always aimed high, strived to be better and it hurt to see him like this for he did not deserve it but, unfortunately, the universe had different plans for him.

tooru stood too close to the sun. he was close, close enough to yearn for more of it's warmth - he needed more. but what he failed to anticipate, guided by his own instinct, was that it was physically impossible to go any further without getting hurt. the higher he flew, the closer he got, the harder he would fall; his ambition was his greatest blessing as well as his worst curse. 

yet, once again, here you stood, ready to catch him on his fall back to earth. you had been there for him every step of the way. you had watched tooru fall flat on his face several times only to witness him build himself back up and work harder than the last time. you admired his cunning nature, it was his greatest weapon.

"i know you wanted to pursue your dreams next to your friends, tooru, but i promise you that they will be there, alongside you, watching your every step on the way to the top"

you feel his stiff muscles relaxing under your touch, it was almost as if you knew exactly what he needed to hear. everyone thought tooru required high maintenace but a few reassuring words were all it took to make him feel better and upon hearing the mention of his teammates, a switch flips inside him and he has a purpose once again. tooru wished to be better and even if it was hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel, he would keep going, if not for his sake, for his friends - he wouldn’t let them down again.

after a while you listen to his sobs fading into the air. after the flood always comes the quiet.

tooru’s body leans weak against yours once his sniffles die down. you hold onto his waist, dragging his limp body across the hall and into his room, sitting him on the edge of the bed to help him change into more confortable clothes. you crouch down in front of him to press a kiss to his injured knee before you lay down next to him, cradling him in your arms whereas you let the silence of the quiet night envelop the both of you in it’s sweet embrace. he felt at home, secure in the shelter of your warmth, your body caging him in a reassuring hug. he feels invincible all of a sudden, like he could conquer the world.

“i will make you feel proud of me, one day” he whispers against your chest, his voice is still hoarse in the aftermath of his emotional burst.

“i'm already proud of you, tooru. you are stronger than anyone could ever fanthom” 

“no. i mean that, one day, i will redeem myself and i want you there, by my side.”

despite his mellow tone, the eagerness was still present in his voice, each word radiating with the strength of a thousand suns. you were glad to know that, regardless of the storm, the flame was still burning bright inside him.

“i will be there, tooru.” you pull away from him to hold his face in your hands “i will be there to watch you reach the top. i will watch you get each and every one of your opponents out of the way and prove them wrong, baby. it's us against the world”

that night, you never leave his side, holding him as close as humanly possible expecting that, perhaps, if you hold him just tight enough you can fill the hole in his heart and make him feel whole again.

and, hopefully, you would still be here when he is finally ready to spread his winds open again and earns back the courage to fly high.

[a/n]: so im experimenting with a new writing style,, i wanted to improve my dialogue writing skills so from now on ill be focusing more on dialogue than i used to (feedback would be highly appreciated :D) + also no smut in here, for now, cs i was tired of writing nasty shit ,, give me a break, for the time being this is a smut free zone, (lmao who would've guessed) if you were here for the smut im sorry to disappoint you - the old ellie can’t come to the phone right now cuz she’s DEAD. my goal is to write shorter pieces and work on characterization as well hence the new blog!!, my old stuff didn't serve me anymore.

+ also it took me more time to write 2k words than those longer fics i used to write lmao. im actually proud of this one. hopefully, i changed for the better!

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

hey love!! idk if ur matchups are open, if they're not you can skip this, but I'd love one if they are!! I'm half canadian, half korean, bi, my pronouns are she/her, but I'm kinda considering they idk, and im pagan/wiccan (work a deities, tarot cards, spell jars, etc), I'm absolutely enamored with literature, either classics or modern ya, I'm aiming for oxford for university, and streamer and lawyer are my two top career choices. I'm an infj and a taurus sun w a cancer moon, virgo rising, cancer mars, aries mercury, and pisces venus, and I either sleep too much or too little. My favorite colors are green, pink, and brown, and I've just started my squishmallow collection. Singing, writing, reading, and playing video games too much are my top hobbies. I speak english, french, sign language, korean, italian, a bit of Spanish, and a bit of german. I have very eclectic music taste, but wallows, ariana grande, arctic monkeys, gorillaz, lana del ray, and melanie martinez are my favorite artists. I'm decent at cooking but I have a deadly fear of the oven (i make cookies in the microwave rip). My love languages are touch (though I can only do it w people I'm vv close to), teasing (friends and exes have called me a tsundere</3), annotating books and giving them to people, and always checkin in on whether uve eaten/had water/slept. I'm an introvert that acts like an extrovert in public, but I'm actually vv quiet. I live for psychology and I'm also really bad at shutting up about myself (I'm so sorry). I hope this wasnt too much haha, thank u in advance, I hope u have a lovely day!!

For the lovely @smackmyasslikeavolleyball sorry this took so long 🥲

Romantic Matchup

Oikawa Tooru

How Y’all Met

Aoba Johsai was hosting a school fair

And you had offered to do tarot readings as a activity

Oikawa was intrigued by the little tent that got set up

But he was to scared to go alone 🤡

So he dragged iwa to come try it with him

The first thing he noticed was how beautiful you were :)))

The second thing he noticed how passionate you were about your work

It reminded him of how he was with volleyball

You began a card reading for him

And two cards that stood out were

The death card in an upright position

And

The lovers card in an upright position

Now Oikawa had no clue what these cards meant

But when you explained them to him

He took that as a sign to ask you out

So he waited till the end of the fair

And he offered to help you clean up your area

And offered to take you to a late lunch

You both went to a small restaurant nearby

And just talked to each other

Like shit

You guys found out EVERYTHING about each other

You both just found it easy to open up to each other

Since then you both became really close friends

And eventually Oikawa got the guts to ask you out

After a....encouraging...pep talk from Iwa

And you had said yes

Damn the cards never lie ig 😳

(I am so sorry if the card readings were inaccurate, I literally know nothing about tarot cards 💀)

What They Love About You

He loves how caring and attentive you are

Oikawa has a tendency to overwork himself without even realizing it

So your little reminders to take care of himself mean the world to him

Because it just shows him that you genuinely care about him

He loves your love language 👀

Alright this mf is CLINGY

But in a good way you know?????

Like at the end of a hard day mans just wants to go home and cuddle with you

Which will fit hand in hand with your love language

And omg if you tease him

Mf will tease you right back

Y’all can be tsunderes together ❤️

He loves that you have big goals for your future

It’s something you have in common with him :)

And you both are able to push each other to reach those goals

Favorite Things To Do Together

Ok so he really likes to cook with you

And let me make a point of this

He likes to COOK with you

Baking is a no no

You guys baked together ONCE

And not only did you almost burn the house down

But the brownies didn’t even taste good 😡

So you guys just stick to cooking together

Even if it’s just a packet of instant ramen

Mans will sit with you in the kitchen till it’s outta the microwave

Random Hc

Ok so with your psychology knowledge

You tend to call the man out sometimes 👁👄👁

Like it’s SCARY

“Do you think you try so hard because you want to make everyone proud of you? Or is it your god complex trying to prove to everyone that your better?”

Oikawa rn: 🙂🥲

But it’s ok cause if it’s a problem then he’ll work on it

One time you we’re scolding him about not getting enough sleep

Astrology

And all the mf did was point out how bad your sleep schedule is

So you both made a bet on who could fix their sleep schedule

When Taurus and Cancer come together in a love affair, it’s usually a very good combination.

They are two positions apart within the Zodiac, and such Signs tend to share karmic ties and a deep mutual understanding.

These particular two Signs have much in common

Both prize security in a love relationship above almost all else

both tend to be nurturers

Cancer is emotionally nurturing while Taurus loves to spoil their lover with sensual delights, gifts and good, rich meals

They’re both quite domestic and love a quiet night spent at home with their sweetie.

The Taurus-Cancer partnership tends to be a happy one due to this mutual enjoyment of the security and comfort of home.

They love a solid home base, a strong relationship, nice possessions, good food: all the comforts of domestic life.

Theirs is often the ideal family that people of other Signs strive for, with strong ties between them and a relationship that is family-oriented rather than toward the outside world.

Their only major problems arise when Taurus insists on having its own way and Cancer responds by sulking.

Taurus must understand Cancer’s emotional sensitivity, and Cancer needs rely on open, honest communication than on emotional blackmail.

Both Signs are dependable and nurturing, strongly oriented toward domestic life together.

A mutual love of home and security makes theirs an ideal long-term, family relationship.

Overall Aesthetic

Mystical Cryptic

[fayeimara]

Meant To Be || One For Every Billion

6. By My Side | Pt 4

"You've got to be kidding me."

Your group has already grabbed a table on the second floor balcony, overlooking the crowded paths below, at one of the nicer restaurants at the heart of the park's main food district and you've been checking updates on your phone after messaging Tobio and Hiro when Oikawa's unamused voice breaks through your thoughts.

You glance up to your left at him to see a look of disbelief on his face and when you follow his line of sight, you see the two stragglers everyone has been waiting on heading your way, weaving through the tables to reach you all.

"Tobio!" A smile breaks across your face at your cousin's grumpy visage. He seems a little closed off, studying the additions to your group with what you think is apprehension.

"Tobio?" Toru's head literally snaps towards you in question.

You turn to him as Tobio and Hiro come to a stop and pull out the two empty chairs at your table.

You hear Iwa murmur a low, "Oh shit." but you have to dismiss it because you're clearly missing something.

"Yeah," you watch Toru with a question in your own eyes, "My cousin, Kageyama Tobio. And Hiro, Hana's brother.."

Iwaizumi is actually facepalming while Maki and Mattsun are chuckling, but you can't see what's so funny so you continue with the introductions, "Tobio, this is-"

"We already know each other, Y/n. I went to school with Oikawa-san and Iwaizumi-san until they graduated this year."

Okay, small world. All you can really say while you digest this information is, "Oh."

But then, "Hiro doesn't know them... right?"

"No, not yet!" Hana's a lifesaver that steps in to make introductions with the rest of the guys while you chew it over. There's clearly history here, right?

Then, you kind of get an answer because Toru turns to speak with you while the others greet each other, "So let me get this straight. Ushiwaka and Tobio-chan are both your cousins?"

"Um. Yeah. Pretty much." You watch his eyes narrow on your response.

"Pretty much?"

"Yeah, Tobio's actually Shin's cousin but they're both more like brothers to me. I guess it's the same situation with Toshi but on my dad's side... we're not directly related either."

You can see the understanding light up his eyes for a moment, "You choose them, huh? As family?"

"Exactly."

"Interesting taste. So family but not."

"No. They're definitely my family, no question. Nothing will ever change that."

You and Toru stare at each other for a moment as you both try to work out what's going on in the other's head and where the lines are. When he doesn't reply back, you raise an eyebrow and prompt, "So.. you and Tobio..?"

He lets out a laugh that might be just a little bitter, "Please, there's no me and Tobio."

"Hm." You let it sit there because you're not one to pry more than that when someone is clearly somewhat unhappy. You'll get it out of Tobio later anyways.

And, cue lightbulb, "You were on the volleyball team together."

A cavalier smile spreads across his face at your question, it's definitely not sweet, teasing, or nice. It seems carefree but the expression in his eyes is almost telling you to back off. However, he still answers, "We were on the same team once, sure."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah." You smile with what you hope is the kindness you want to relay and not the awkward uncertainty you're feeling, "Why? Do you have more you want to say?"

He studies you a moment longer before turning away to pick up his menu and study it instead. You still hear his quiet answer, "No."

You look away as well and your eyes fall over Tobio, who's looking back at you. His expressionless gaze doesn't convey much but, for once, even you can't read beneath it, and then the connection's cut when he glances away to the rides in the distance.

Okay.

The lunch goes surprisingly well considering the amount of tension around the table at the start. Mostly between Toru and Tobio, but even Iwaizumi seems more... engaged in the situation. Everyone else continues to get along fairly well and make up for those three, however, and the atmosphere eases out eventually. It probably helps that Tobio is quiet as per usual and Toru is unerringly good at pretending all is well in Oikawa-land.

When everyone heads out for the rest of the rides, you do catch Toru watching you interact with Tobio and Shin but you don't know what's so curious about your relationship with your cousins. What you do think is curious is his interest and attention when you're joking around with Karu or talking to Hiro. See, he doesn't seem to mind if you sit with your cousins, his friends or Hana, but somehow always manages to slip into the seat next to you if it looks like one of Hana's brothers will.

It's so obvious that you can't help but bring it up as you exit the picture booth at one of the rides, "Not that I should have to ask you permission, but are you going to let me sit with Karu or Hiro?"

"Do you want to sit with one of them?"

"Don't answer my question with a question."

"I like having you by my side."

"Still not an answer to my original question."

"Do you not want me next to you?"

"Stop avoiding my question or I'm going to assume you're jealous."

"Sounds like you want me to be jealous."

"I didn't say that."

"You also didn't deny it, Angel."

"Toru." You mean to admonish him for the little games he's playing but when his first name slips out and you see the wide grin start to spread across his face, you have to close your eyes in defeat.

It's with your eyes closed, as you're taking a breath to find your calm, you hear a soft smile in his voice as he calls to you, "Y/n."

And when you open your eyes he's holding up a printed picture from the ride you were just on. You and Toru are sitting next to each other, your hands interlocked between you again and you're trying to hold your hair down with your free hand, while strands still fly everywhere from the wind, to look over at him. Your expressions are caught in that moment, now eternal, as you're laughing at the cute pose he's trying to make for the picture but he's looking back at you and not the camera, with the happiest grin on his face.

"Why this one out of all the others?"

"I've been getting those too, just electronically. I wanted you to have this one."

"It's for me?"

"So you can remember how much I like you by my side."

You can only smile and take the picture from him, responding with a soft,  "Thank you."

"Say my name again, Angel."

"Oikawa."

"My first name."

"No."

"Please." He's giving you the cutest puppy eyes, but-

"I said no." And you turn to walk away before he can actually convince you, the smile still stretching your lips as you carefully tuck the picture into the hidden pocket, between your phone and cards to keep it from crumpling as much as possible.

-x-x-x-

Your group and Toru's end up going separate ways after an early dinner, which Miwa and her friend joined you all for. She got along famously with the unexpected additions to the group which you found pretty ironic. So did Toru, you guess, since he made it a point to state his delight at meeting a better Kageyama. No comment, you're biased.

You did have to promise Toru that you'd see him again before you left the park which, oopsie, you guess you never mentioned you'd also booked rooms to stay overnight. Haha. Yeah. You wonder if that means you can message him in the morning?

No, he'd just message you tonight if you don't first. He's already texting every so often and it's just been about fifteen minutes since you both went separate ways. So you end up texting him back to promise you'll see him in an hour or so, after some quality time with your cousins.

Back with the original group consisting of just your family, you all head over to one of the themed lounges to grab desserts and drinks. Tobio, of course, sticks with milk, while Miwa is all about getting her drink on with Sakepolitans - a cosmo made with sake.

Ren manages to convince her to order him an old fashioned or two, stating he's almost legal anyways - you roll your eyes at that - but you and Shin decide to experiment with the house recommendations. He goes with the Uji Matcha Latte while you go your typically coffee route with the café mocha.

An hour flies by fast as you all catch up on your day and make plans for the next but, by the end of it, Miwa is definitely in need of a bed, maybe with a trashcan by the side, and Tobio might actually be asleep on the table.

After telling Shin to stick with you and Tobio, Ren hauls Miwa away to get some sleep, letting you both know he'll be meeting back up with his friends after she's tucked in so to call if any of you need him. He does hesitate briefly, glancing between you and Shin, and you swear he mutters, "Just how much trouble can they get into here?" before shaking his head and leaving.

Hm. You throw a look over to Shin as he shakes Tobio awake and state, "Why don't you get him back to his room while I finish my coffee?"

He eyes you warily, considering your offer, "Right. Like you'll go to your room straight after?"

"What? Don't tell me you're not meeting up with Karu after you drop Tobio to bed."

His mouth opens but literally no words come out. Yeah, that's what you thought.

"What about you? Meeting up with your boyfriend?" Never mind, he found his words. Well, you can too.

"Why do sound like a elementary school kid? Oh right, emotionally you are one."

"I'm telling Ren that you're sneaking out." Rat. He would never, would he?

"You're literally just proving my point. Please, keep going."

"Why are you like this?" Ah, there's the crack. But you need to push a little more.

You lean back with a mocking smile, "Better than you at everything?"

Yup, now he's pouting. "Mean."

"It's genetic. You should know, you are too."

"Wow, I can't believe we're related."

"Me neither. Now, should I let you do your thing and have fun with your friend? Or do we call Ren and both end up stuck in our rooms for the night."

"How do you always...? Never mind." He grimaces in complete defeat, "Fine. Just keep your phone on and answer me right back if I message or call."

He's about to turn away but stops and adds, "And obviously old rules apply. You call immediately if you run into Ren so I can have my story together or make sure I'm back."

"Obviously." You smirk up at him over the mug before taking a sip.

But he didn't even have to say it. Whatever shit the two of you pull on each other, you also have each others backs when it counts. Especially with your older siblings. That was the pact those of you within a one to two year age range made with each other when you were all kids, as if any of you even had to. It's kind of cute you guess, but you'd never say that to any of them or they'd never stop harassing you.

As he heads off, you pull out your phone to message Toru and then decide to drop a picture of your drink on your twitter while you wait for his response. Which is unnecessary because the boy responds almost immediately. What, was he waiting by his phone?

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Behind The Scenes!

-Y/n also stopped to get pics... at all the rides

-Toru might have been telling the truth and got them all lol and he was def caught looking at her in more than just that one ;)

-Not that she wasn't... I don't know about you, but I definitely think I know which ones they'll both get printed :)

A/N: Really getting there.. one more part left in this episode! Buckle up, it's the longest one <3

Taglist: @delusivist, @prettyinblack231, @kac-chowsballs, @sakusasimpbot, @hawkthekinnie

[sunarintoes]

Synopsis: Yn Ln is an environmentalist - Miyagi University’s very own campus ‘Green Thumb.’ One day Hinata Shōyō who happens to be a close friend of Yn, invites them to come to one of his races. The only problem is that this race of his, is illegal. Read the journey of Yn who has been sucked into the world of illegal street racing with the one goal: to create an eco-friendly race car.

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Flat Tire

You find yourself sitting down at the table enjoying a mediocre bowl of cornflakes as you scroll through your various social media apps. To your surprise you receive an email from your professor informing you that class will not be on today because they were… well, hungover from their 80th birthday party. ‘Wild spirit,’ you whistle out. You look up at your roof, ‘about two hours until I meet with the crew… what to do?’

The sky is blue and the birds are chirping, surely there were kids and teens running about... causing mess and littering. ‘Yeah let’s go on a stroll and pick up some rubbish.’

✄.

‘Hey! Couldn’t help but see you there all alone… picking up trash? Why?’

You turn to look at the person who approached you, ‘I don’t see the problem? I have gloves and sanitiser. Can I help you?’

‘Nope’ he says, popping the p, ‘I was just curious and bored. Got nothing else to do since my lecture got cancelled, mind if I join you?’ He gives you a lopsided smile, ‘I’m Futakuchi Kenji.’

You stare at him in shock, surely this could not be the driver from the other night? ‘Your name, doll?’

You furrow your eyebrows as you look back to him, ‘Ln Yn, might as well call me Yn.’ He lets out a low whistle.

‘First name basis already huh?’ He smirks, ‘you sure move fast.’ You let out an overly loud scoff while shoving a bag and a pair of gloves into his chest.

‘You gonna help or just stand there looking like a creep?’

The directions from your house to The Garage seemed straightforward enough - there was nothing suspicious about them and it looked like a relatively peaceful car ride, and it was! But then your car tire ran over a sharp rock causing it to deflate, and that is how you ended up here, at Max’s Repair shop.

‘Hello…’ you call out, ‘is this place open? My tire popped and I’ve had to walk about a block to get here.’

‘Mmm darling is that you?’ You whip your head to the right and see none other than Oikawa Tōru standing there - covered in grease might you add, and wearing his irritating, smug smile. ‘My my, don't look so startled! You’re the one who walked in here in the first place, I’m assuming you got one of your little friends to tell you where I worked?’

You scoff, ‘listen here, you piece of shit, my tire popped while I was trying to get somewhere. The place I want to go is about 7 kilometres away and I’m supposed to be there in less than thirty minutes! If you really do work here, why don’t you do your job and fix my car?’

Now it was his turn to scoff, ‘listen darling, I’m busy. Find someone else to do it or why don’t you catch a bus to The Garage?’ He says as he gets back to work.

You look at him with your mouth agape, ‘how did you know I’m going to The Garage? Also, I’m a paying customer please just fix my tire? Or at least tell me how to so I can do it!’

He turns back around, ‘Sawamura said you’re in the design and mechanic team right? If you can’t even change a tire you might as well leave Karasuno,’ he pauses as he looks you back up and down, ‘you don’t even know the first thing about cars do you?’ You feel yourself shrink and look away as he continues to make poor accusations at you, ‘listen up darling, you might as well leave, I’m not sure what business you’ve got with them but if you can’t do something as simple as change a tire, then you’re useless.’

You have always tried your best to not let words hurt you, but something about what he said really, really hurt. It felt like a punch to the gut. He was correct, you can not change a tire and you don’t have a vast knowledge on cars.

Oikawa sighs, ‘the doors right behind you darling. Go fetch some other mechanic to help you…’

With tears in your eyes you go to turn away, but your pride decides it wants the last word. You raise your head and look him dead in the eyes, ‘Oikawa! I do not care about what you have to say! You don’t know one thing about me and I will prove you wrong! Just you wait, I’m going to build a car so amazing you won’t be able to stop yourself from begging me to service it!’ With one last breath you finally turn and stomp away.

Oikawa watches your leave with a shocked expression. As soon as you're gone his face turns sour. Maybe he was too hard on you, but that is your fault! He scoffs as he gets back to work, again. ‘Who does that girl think she is? She's aggravating for some reason and I can't get her out of my mind!’

✄.

‘Well there we go! Good as new!’ Nishinoya says as he turns to you with a bright smile, you smile back;

‘Thank you so much Noya, I'm sorry I don't know how to change a tire…’ he gives you a confused look, seemingly picking up on the deflated tone in your words.

‘You know there's a shop about a block away? Is there a reason you didn't go there?’ asos Ennoshita.

You look away, ‘well I went there… but Oikawa was the only employee and well… we’re like oil and water. We don’t mix well and he said some things that hurt, but I'm okay!’ You look at them both with a fire in your eyes, ‘we’re going to make the fastest race car ever and no one is going to stop us!’

‘You're right!’ screams Nishinoya as he jumps.

✄.

‘So now that we’re all here - minus Asahi of course, let’s get down to business. I think we should start by having a team leader of sorts, someone who can organise meet ups and keep us all going smoothly, personally I think Yn should be said leader.’

You look at Ennoshita, ‘Me? I think you’re better off as the leader. You have my respect and the respect of everyone else here, plus you know about cars and how to change a tire!’

‘You also have the respect of everyone here Yn!’ Yachi says, ‘don't be so hard on yourself just because you're new here!’

Nishinoya nods his head in agreement, ‘I understand you had a run in with that bastard from Seijoh, but you shouldn't let it get to you! We've known each other for a day or something but I already know we're going to be great friends!’

You smile at the three of them feeling lucky, ‘I’m glad I’ve had the chance to meet you all, even if I might get a criminal record.’

Taglist: @dadchi-oya @cutepet09

[sportanimefantasies]

Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays! Your writing is one of my absolute faves! I'm glad I caught the ask box open. Maaayyy IIIII request Kuroo, Iwaizumi, and Daichi kabe-don-ing their crush/significant other?

Got you @ballisticscenarios! Check out my other kabe-don post from before! I know I did Kuroo, but I’m down to write a different situation for our cat captain  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Kuroo

“What are you doing, Kuroo-san?” you asked dumbfounded.

What was he doing? At first, the thought was a good approach. But as he stood in front of you with his arm reaching out against the wall by your head, he realized how stupid he was to take advice from Lev. Just how distressed was Kuroo to take relationship advice from the lanky blocker?

“____-san seems like the type to like it when guys approach her with alot of confidence and the direct approach!” Lev professed, a proud pointer finger out.

“I doubt that works, Lev,” Kuroo sighed with a frown of disbelief.

“Oh c’mon, Kuroo-san! What do you have to lose if you did that on ____-san?” Lev whined.

A chance, so basically everything.

Kuroo sighed then turned to Kenma. “What do you think?”

But Kenma didn’t say a word. He only looked to Kuroo after he paused his game, shrugged, then returned to his game.

“I guess it couldn’t hurt to try. Better than just bumping into walls as I stare at her,” Kuroo agreed nervously.

“Yes! With this, ____-san’s sure to fall for you, Kuroo-san!”

“Shut up, Lev. You’re too loud.”

Kuroo chuckled nervously. “Uh, talking? I wanted to talk to you, ____-san.”

“Oh, that’s all?” you asked with a smile. You looked to Kuroo’s arm with a small laugh, your knuckles covering your petite smile.

If Kuroo was watching you from afar like he usually did, he would definitely bump into some pillar or wall from getting distracted from such a cute smile.

“It feels more like you’re trying to catch me than talk, Kuroo-san,” you chuckled.

“W-What? S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to make it seem like that, I just-” Fuck. Kuroo swiftly took his arm back and rubbed at the back of his neck, which was just as red as his face, which was as red as a tomato, fire hydrant, probably the sun.

“It’s fine, Kuroo-san. I wouldn’t mind if you caught me,” you said.

“Wait, what?” Kuroo spluttered.

You shrugged with a confident smile, yet your cheeks were pink. “It’d be nice. You know, getting captured by you. Sounds like some Pokemon, huh?”

“Uh, yeah,” Kuroo replied, still a bit thrown off. Was he hearing this right?

“If you caught me, we’d get to talk more,” you averted your eyes before looking Kuroo in his hesitantly. He raised an eyebrow even more confused. “I mean, talking more beats bumping into walls right?”

Kuroo’s ears stopped working. So did his mind. His vision was all white except for his sight of you and him. There wasn’t much audio when he could see your lips move, and he definitely didn’t think about the way you fidgeted around. All Kuroo could understand was your last sentence.

You knew. You knew he was watching you and getting distracted from you.

Suddenly, Kuroo squatted to the ground, hiding his red face into his crossed arms and legs.

“K-Kuroo-san?!”

“You knew?!”

“I-I’m sorry! It was hard not to notice! You would bump into things and whenever I looked at you, you were so cool and laughing and didn’t-”

“You watch me?”

“Huh?” Now you were the one who became red. “Y-Yes and so what?! It’s better than walking into walls, Kuroo-san!”

It took a second for Kuroo to realize what you admitted. Then again, when didn’t it take him a few more seconds to realize anything in this conversation? When it came to you, Kuroo had no sense of mind. But he was glad now. More than glad, ecstatic.

“Huh, Lev’s solution actually worked,” Kuroo scoffed. He stood tall again, not acknowledging the way you tilted your head. It would be best not to let you know he went to his kouhai for some advice. Instead, Kuroo smirked. He liked the way you flinched back, your cheeks red. He liked you. “So, do you want to talk? You know, instead of just watching each other?”

Iwaizumi

This is stupid. It won’t work on ____-san. This is stupid. So damn stupid. I should’ve just asked that damn Trashykawa-On second thought, let’s not even think about what type of bull shit that idiot would-

“Iwaizumi-kun, what do you think?”

“Oikawa is an idiot and shouldn’t be any where near me,”

In an instant, Iwaizumi realized he had just answered your question. He hadn’t been paying attention to what you were saying the entire time you two walked together. He flinched to find you staring at him, confused as all hell. Well, you did have a good reason to be confused.

“S-Sorry! I was thinking about something else. I’m sorry I wasn’t paying attention,” Iwaizumi grumbled, his hand grasping his face. Really, he was just trying to hide the redness in his face. He was getting too nervous for this.

Thank goodness you were laughing. There was no one else as understanding as you were. It was one reason Iwaizumi liked you.

“It’s okay. Is Oikawa-san bringing you trouble again?” you asked.

“When is he not giving me a hard time?” Iwaizumi grumbled as you mimicked him, pout and all. He stared at you, bewildered, but then began to laugh. “I really do say that alot, huh?”

“Unfortunately,” Iwaizumi became shocked. Maybe you had started to become tired of these repetitive conversations with Iwaizumi. “It makes me wonder if I should worry for your health. I mean, I’m sure Oikawa-san is a good friend. If he wasn’t, you wouldn’t be friends with him for this long, right?”

“Y-Yeah,” you were full of surprises, Iwaizumi could say that. Whenever he thought something, you always proved him wrong. You couldn’t read minds, yet Iwaizumi was having trouble believing otherwise.

Just a few more steps and Iwaizumi would have to go to practice. Just a few more seconds and Iwaizumi would have to either follow what the mangas he read did or just let another day go by without asking you out again. His nerves were getting the best of him again. Maybe another day would go by, just like the past fourteen had gone by.

“Ah, well, have a good practice, Iwaizumi-kun,” you beamed. You stood with such a bright smile. It was making it hard for Iwaizumi to concentrate.

“Y-Yeah,” Iwaizumi stuttered. There was a pillar behind you. It would be perfect. He could do it. Just put a hand against it, just like in the mangas, and ask you out. Simple, perfect. Just do it.

“I hope Oikawa-san doesn’t give you alot of trouble today,” you chuckled.

Stop being so cute.

“Yeah, me too,” Iwaizumi coughed as he averted his eyes. God, don’t do the head tilt. And don’t look at me so worried. You’re making me more nervous.

“Iwaizumi-kun? Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah, I just… Uh…” Iwaizumi’s voice trailed off as he rubbed the back of his neck. He still couldn’t look at you, but the second he did…

Suddenly, Iwaizumi leaned forward, placing his hand against the pillar behind you. The sudden movement started you a bit, it made you take a step back. Your back was suddenly against the pillar and Iwaizumi’s face… Your faces were probably a person standing in between you two, but that had been the closest you two had ever been. And facing each other, it made the situation… More intimate.

“____-san, I… I, uh, I wanted to ask you something,”

“Y-Yeah…?”

Iwaizumi couldn’t handle your eyes staring at him, or the way your mouth hung open a bit in shock. He had to mentally shake his thoughts of kissing you away. As much as he liked you, there was no way of that happening now. There shouldn’t even be a thought of anything like that. Iwaizumi should just be thinking of the big question he had been nervous to ask you for the past fourteen days. He just had to say it, he just had to ask, it was easy. Just say it.

“Did you want to go out with me? On a, uhm, date?” Iwaizumi mumbled. He cursed himself for sounding so nervous.

Your lips snapped shut and you stood straighter. In that moment, Iwaizumi couldn’t wait for an answer. His heart was beating too fast and hard to wait. If he was being completely honest, Iwaizumi would have quickly changed his mind and ran right then and there from the nerves. But fourteen days had past. Fourteen long, unnecessary past days.

Iwaizumi’s stomach fell to hear your light laughter. Of course you would reject him. Iwaizumi was an idiot to think this type of thing would work on you. No stupid manga cliche would work on a girl like you, Iwaizumi had to-

“I would love that,” you answered once your laughs calmed.

“R-Really?” Iwaizumi couldn’t hold back his confusion. Or his frown. But it didn’t falter your smile. Again, full of surprises. “Why were you laughing?”

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t making fun of you, Iwaizumi-kun,” again with the head tilt and that smile. Iwaizumi was thankful his arm was against this pillar, he might have lost balance from this much distraction. He felt like he would just forget how to stand because you were so cute. “The way you asked me out just reminded me of a manga.”

Iwaizumi immediately turned red and became stiff.

“But I would love to go on a date, Iwaizumi-kun,” you beamed.

“Me too,” Iwaizumi agreed, bringing his hands into his pockets.

“You can call me after practice? To talk about it, okay?” you suggested. You walked a few steps as you waved to Iwaizumi. “Have a good practice, Iwaizumi-kun.”

Iwaizumi waved to you with a nod. As he turned towards the gym, Iwaizumi chuckled to himself. He finally got to ask you out. It was a little embarrassing how, but it worked out. Iwaizumi was happy.

Until he could hear snickering echo throughout the gym. He didn’t like it. Not one bit.

As Iwaizumi made his way into the gym, a few of the members were trying to quiet their laughs. They had their backs to Iwaizumi. Were they hiding something? If this was another prank, then-

“You should just walk away now, Iwaizumi-san,” Watari suggested, a weary smile across his face.

“Huh? Why?” Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow, confused.

“Oh, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa sang as Hanamaki and Matsukawa tried to control their laughs. Iwaizumi definitely didn’t like this feeling he had.

“What?”

“I wanted to ask you something,” Oikawa snickered too loudly. Iwaizumi didn’t like the way the three lined next to Iwaizumi laughing. “If I were to ask out a girl, what would you do?”

Oh no.

“You see, I was going to ask out this girl I like, but I didn’t know how to do it,” Hanamaki giggled, his cheeks turning bright red.

Oh no.

“Would you take her to a nice place at the school?” Matsukawa cackled. “Or…?”

Oh fucking no.

“Would you do something that was from a manga?” the three chimed with a roaring laugh at the end.

“I’m going to kill all of you, jack asses!”

Daichi

Daichi was reasonable. It was one of the traits that got him the position of captain. He weighed out the pros and cons to situation, and sometimes he didn’t even have to think about the right answer. There were morals he stood by and he was the type of person to stick to them.

So why? Why is he trapping you against the wall with his arm against the wall? No, the better question was why did Daichi actually commit to this stupid wager with Sugawara when he knew it was stupid?

“S-Sawamura-san, is everything-”

“S-Sorry!” Daichi reached his arm back, holding them up defensively. He should just apologize now. That is what the goodness of his heart is screaming at him. The badness in his heart is telling him to punch Sugawara later. Both seemed morally correct. “I’m sorry, I just-”

“Were… Were you just kabe-don-ing me?”

Ah, dammit. Daichi could feel himself make the same face he did when the vice-principal’s toupee had fallen onto his head. Just tell the truth. ____-san is a reasonable girl. More reasonable than you. She will understand.

“I-I’m sorry! To be honest, Sugawara had won in a bet we had and his prize was for me to do this to you. I’m sorry, I know it was childish and stupid and I promise-” But Daichi was cut off from the sounds of your laughter. “Huh?”

“Sugawara-san sure is sneaky,” you replied as you shook your head, but with a smile.

“Well, that’s true. But what makes you say that?” Daichi asked curiously with a tilt of his head.

“Ah, he made me bet with him too. I lost, so I was resulted to ask you for that study date for calculus back then,” you admitted.

“Wait, the one two weeks ago? Why would he…” And then it clicked. “Do you… Do you like me, ____-san?”

Your face immediately turned red. “D-Do you like me?!”

“Oh my gosh,” Daichi couldn’t hold back a laugh. At first, you were taken a back. But you realized Sugawara’s doing and couldn’t help laughing along with Daichi. “We’re so stupid.”

“Yeah, we are,”

“Well, I guess Suga being sneaky was a good thing,” Daichi shrugged. “It got us to figure things out. And kind of make me look like an ass.”

“You didn’t look like an ass,” you replied, laughing even though you were distracted by his crooked smile. It was nice. Daichi was nice. This was nice. “It worked out nicely. It really did.”