#Inarizaki x Reader
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PROJECT PARTER HCS (he wants you so bad) haikyuu
ft: aran, kita, atsumu, osamu, suna
ATSUMU:
HES TRYING!!! but is it successful? (no)
literally cannot shut up the entire time you two meet up but it's ok because he's funny
"hey you wanna see pictures of my teammates" "yeah sure" he pulls out a blurry .5 of suna's nostrils
offers you protein bars and osamus leftovers as snacks
compliments you on literally everything
you wrote two words? he starts cheering and clapping his hands like you're shakespeare presenting a new play
loves pretending to be your strict teacher whenever commenting on your work
makes up for his lack of preparation by making you laugh and flustered
"i think you can add a little more to this part" "you look so sexy calling me dumb"
if you two meet up at a cafe he ALWAYS!!! pays for you
started off as a mistake because he asked you for your order in front of the barista
but he thought for a moment and decided you're worth an extra $5 out of his wallet
always loses his pencils but has dozens of erasers?????
SWEARS by wooden pencils. he sees a mechanical pencil and jumps 5 feet into the air and starts screaming
last few days of the project he looks constipated every time you two are together
"do you need a diaper" "I WANT YOU"
you accept his confession because you unfortunately like him back and because you want a good grade
also because you don't want him pooping his pants
ARAN:
the sweetest!!
always asks how you're doing before pulling out his notes
digital note taker 100%
loves loves loves writing with erasable pen and only uses pencils for exams
is a "let's work on everything together" kinds guy
he says it's to make sure there aren't any disagreements in content and aesthetic (he just wants to talk to you)
if you guys aren't at your house, always offers to walk you back!!!
great academically but if you're making a poster or slideshow do NOT let him decorate it... pls watch out
"does this look good!" "i'm gonna hold your hand when i tell you this..." "omg you want to hold my hand đ"
starts giggling to himself in his head whenever you guys accidentally touch
you catch him staring at you one day and you don't know what to say so you just stare back
he thinks its so romantic
you're just confused but go along with it
after presentations you think you guys are gonna go back to being friendly classmates but he finds you after class and asks you out :)
KITA:
ACADEMIC WEAPON TEACHERS FAV EVERYONE LOVES HIM
"do you want to read my notes?" he pulls out 5 notebooks with everything color coordinated, sticky tabs, perfect handwriting, and factually correct
he can sit and work for 5 hours straight and still somehow have perfect posture
first time you asked him for help on something you were about to piss yourself because you thought he would call you stupid and send you to hell
he gave you a small smile and started walking you through it with an unmatched level of patience
that was the moment you folded and had to physically restrain yourself from grabbing his cheeks and kissing his face
always offers you tea when you come over and brings out a small tray of snacks
"are you comfortable? do you need any help?"
is suuuuper meticulous but kind with his 739273 different corrections
he swears by the sandwich method of compliment-critique-compliment
"your analysis is amazing in this section but i think you can expand a little bit after because..."
you're the one who confessed first because you thought you would explode from cuteness aggression if you didn't
and also because you thought even if he did reject you, he'd do it in the most painless way
was super happy and bursted into a bright red face but shy smile!!
still told you to go back to the assignment though...
SUNA:
menace i hate him (no i don't)
literally doesn't understand anything that's going on and probably doesn't process what you're saying at first
realizes you're serious about this assignment and forces himself to lock in
asks a BUNCH of questions and jots them down on a google doc
loves to make random conversation when you two are working
actually insane gossiper
nosiest birch you know
allergic to minding his own business that mf has shit on everyone
are you slightly scared of what he has on you? yes. do you still want to hear everything he knows? yes
"i'm taking this info from page 175 of the textbook" "got it, but did you hear that kato is trying to get with his exs best friend??"
leaves notes on your project that are both unserious and encouraging
"omg u are literally einstein"
folds origami when bored
will give you paper cranes, frogs, foxes, and cats whenever you see each other
you discovered that there's small doodles in the posts it's he uses to make them
one day there's your name and his surrounded by hearts like the corny mf he is
confronted him and it and he was just like "oh you found that? well, do you want to go out with me?"
he was NOT SLICK with the way he skipped home and whistled to himself that day after you said yes
OSAMU:
HES TRYING HIS BEST!!! (pt. 2)
can only meet up after school because of volleyball so he offers to cook for you before starting to work
takes notes in class but doesn't understand half the stuff he jots down
writes actual bullshit but half a page in decides to abandon his pride and ask you for help
leans in a little too close whenever listening to what you're saying
tries to make sure your knees are touching and that it's all an accident when your fingers brush (he prepared each scenario in his head before sleeping the night before)
down bad LOSER
spends his time doing his portion of the project while sneaking glances at you
doesn't know how to decorate presentations for the life of him so he is on doodle duty
gives surprisingly good suggestions and takes your corrections to heart
one of the best project partners because of how willing he is to learn and contribute!!! (also because he wants to impress you)
talks shit about his brother to you
atsumu has walked in while osamu was telling you an embarrassing story
they start fighting
osamu gets super embarrassed when you laugh at him
then gets overly confident when you tell him you were rooting for him
will not stop dumb smiling whenever he sees you after that
asks you out after the project is turned in with his hands in his pockets with how they're shaking so much
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Osamu feeds you when you don't eat
osamu miya x gn!reader | fluff | i'm going back to 505 words cw: reader doesn't have an apetite/doesn't eat much, samu is a lil insistent you eat a/n: this started as haji and godzilla turned samu and shrek. does shrek even bully peasants in the sequel
Itâs kind of corny how much Osamu likes Shrek. He stores DVD copies of the entire franchise in the TV stand even though he hasnât owned a DVD player since 2012. Once, Netflix removed the Shrek holiday special from their service- the one he never even watched- and his comedic fit of outrage had left him huddled on the ground, heartbroken. So itâs only natural that once again, you sit in front of the TV as the opening to, in his words, the unchallenged supreme reigning cinematic masterpiece that is Shrek 2 plays its soundtrack.
âPause it!â yells Osamu from the kitchen.
âYou know it by heart!â
âI know,â Osamu appears beside you, holding two bowls. âBut I need the full experience.â
You take a moment to see what heâs made. Oyakodon- a warm, soupy broth of chicken and eggs served over white rice. It looks good, it really does, but you donât have much of an appetite and you know you probably wonât eat it. Osamu places it in your hands anyway and you donât have the heart to tell him no, not after he spent an hour in the kitchen for you. âThank you, 'Samu.â
Youâre halfway through the movie when Osamu lifts the bowl from your hands and shifts you into his lap. You donât notice, not really, because Shrek is in the middle of abusing another peasant and itâs just so perfectly ridiculous you canât help but be entranced. So you donât think twice when Osamu whispers a soft open by your ear and you hardly process it when you swallow something down. He does it again and again and again, until you look up and Osamuâs smug, triumphant, holding up another spoonful.
ââSamu!â You push against his chest and he falls back a little. âI can feed myself, you know.â
âDidnât look like it.â
âI wasnât hungry!â
âYa ate half thâ bowl!â
âYou tricked me! Those bites donât count.â
Osamu laughs. Itâs loud and happy and rings in the air- rings over even Shrekâs roars. He grins at you again. âBite?â
You purse your lips. âNo.â
âWhy?â
âBecause youâre being annoying!â
He swirls the spoon in the air. âHere comes thâ airplane!â
âNo, 'Samu!â You beat at him and bury your face into his chest. He laughs, and you hear the clink of porcelain on the coffee table before his arms wrap around you too.
âYa just hadnât eaten all day.â Softer this time.
âI know.â
âNeed the protein to get big anâ strong!â
âMhm.â
âSo youâll take another bite?â
You nuzzle further into him, hiding your face. âNo.â Silence for a moment. âMaybe.â
Osamu smirks. âItâs really good, ya know.â
You sigh, releasing yourself from his chest. You reach for the spoon and let the rice fall onto your tongue. The chicken is tender, the eggs delicate, and the subtlety of scallions paired with the salty broth create a comforting taste in your mouth. âIt is good, âSamu.â You mean it.
âI am an amazing chef.â Itâs true.
â... Bite?â
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Shinsuke Kita is a man who likes what he likes and gives little thought to things he doesn't. He'll go about his daily routine: rise with the sun, eat, morning ablutions, out to the fields until lunch, take a break, then back into the fields until dinner, do chores around the house then a small past time or two until it's time for bed. Unless it's the weekend or a game day, then he goes to Onigiri Miya to catch up with Osamu, Gin, Akagi and Omimi around lunch time.
However, he finds himself going to Onigiri Miya a little earlier on some days with the hopes of catching you while you're on shift. You're a part-timer and university studentâbut Osamu has been telling him that you have the chops to run the restaurant by yourself. "I know I don't hafta worry about leavin' for an hour or so. S'good feeling, Kita."
It's easier to like someone if a friend vouches for them. Yes, that must be the reason he's fond of you, because Osamu is. He arrives at the restaurant an hour earlyâan electronic bell chimes through as he enters. It's busy as usual but there's no line.
"Welcome!" You look up from the register and beam. "Kita-san! I'll call the boss over, he's in the back doing inventory."
Before he can protest, you've bounced away. He hears a muffled conversation the opening of a door and a moment later Osamu takes your place with a raised eyebrow. "Yer awfully early, Kita. S'not delivery day is it?"
"Nah, nothin' like that. Just... Had some spare time."
"Spare time huh." Osamu repeats, like he's tasting the words for the first time. "Well, did ya want anythin' ta eat? The usual?"
"Sure, that'll do."
"Uh-huh." Osamu leans back to shout into the kitchen. "Go ahead and make Kita his usual!"
You respond in a sing-song voice. "Already started!"
Shinsuke can't help the grin that hitches onto his features even as Osamu casts a wary but amused eye over him. The two men make eye contact for a few beats before Osamu sighs. "Please don't go scarin' off some of the only good help I've been able ta find."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"Yeah-huh."
But nothing else can be said on the subject because you emerge from the back with a tray laden with food. There's even a side of fried tofuânot typically part of his order. You must have seen him looking because you hurriedly explain, "The boss said you like tofu, so I just did some up. I hope that's ok." Osamu rolls his eyes and walks back to the kitchen, catching Kita's eye as he goes.
"S'just fine." Kita takes the tray. "But I'd like to repay ya."
"You don't have to do that! It's my pleasure." You try and reassure.
"Then it'd be my pleasure to make ya dinner some time. Could do it today, after the game if that's ok?"
As you fumble through saying yes, Shinsuke savors his first bite of food. Yeah, he could eat your cooking for the rest of his life he thinks. It would be a nice addition to his routine.
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summary: there's an competitor around, and the boys will make sure to let them know who's worthy of your heart.
with: inarizaki team (atsumu, osamu, aran, suna and kita)
n/a: better bring an ice bag for kai. boy's not in a good situation.
â miya atsumu: the show off
Itâs unusual for Atsumu to feel insecure. He comprehends how handsome, talented, funny (his brother would disagree) and charming he is,which explains how he became so popular in school. Heck, he even discovered not long ago that he has a fanclub going on online. Based on those facts, itâd be foolish for some boy to try to compete with him. However, thatâs not enough to make Kai, one of your classmates, give up on you. And that surely does a good job on getting on the blondeâs nerves, but heâs not a quitter, especially with something â better yet, someone â heâs been wishing for quite a while.Â
So, Atsumu uses his best weapon against the enemy: he shows off.
Seriously, that boy looks like a peacock, displaying all of his best features and abilities whenever youâre around, making sure that Kai also gets the hint. He praises you in every opportunity he finds, helps you carry your stuff, gives you sweets and snacks, and even tries to impress you with his physique, either by carrying something heavy, or randomly stretching his body or flexing his biceps.Â
But the moment he shines is surely on his volleyball matches. This boy overflows with confidence, making the court his stage to glow, and winning not only the game but a sweet peck of your lips on his cheek, congratulating his win. He gives you a beaming smile, taking a second to cheekily wink at his opponentâs direction, before returning his gaze to the real prize. âIt was all for ya, babe.â
â miya osamu: the competitive
Osamuâs also very assured of himself, aware of his many qualities (his brother would disagree), but when he notices that someone wants what he wants, a key turns inside his brain and he becomes seriously competitive. With his grades, physique, food, even his own Ma became a victim of his impulsive behavior â he couldnât back down though, or Atsumu would be the favorite. Itâs not a surprise that youâd also be included on that list, being his crush for almost a year.Â
To prove that heâs the best, he likes to challenge his opponents first. It can be anything, he might even let the person decide, but the rules remain the same: no cheating, and whoever loses must back off immediately. He canât say he doesnât feel a certain nervousness when he does those challenges; but when he compromises with something, you better be sure he goes to win. Heâll make sure of that.
And since Kaiâs dumber than he looks like, it wasnât a hard task to make the boy fall into his trap. After all, Osamu has a secret skill that most boys his age don't think it's important to get.
 âI know what you're trying with ______.â Osamu counters, having found the boy alone in the locker room after PE. Kai rolls his eyes at him, finishing drying his hair. âAnd whatâre you gonna do about it ? I ainât afraid of you, Miya.â
âReally?â He approaches his adversary, starting to size him with an unwavering stare. âThen ya must know she loves some homemade cookies. âwas thinkinâ of baking her some this week.â He gives him the best smirk he has. âYou're not afraid of that, are ya?â
â aran ojiro: the intimidator
Aran is a lovely boy. Seriously, he has such good manners, so friendly and respectful with others, that you wish all the boys could have the same attitude. He knows that, and thatâs just his personality; what he noticed though, is that many guys get intimidated by him, mostly because of his size and tone of voice. It was weird to acknowledge that in the beginning, but now he enjoys the respect he gained from that.
When he realized that some nidiot was trying to win you over, he thought: why not use that, then?
Donât misunderstand, Aran doesnât approve of bullying at all, and he would lift a hand to someone if it wasnât necessary. But maybe, you know, a simple warning might convince the boy to give up. It doesnât hurt trying.
âHey, Kai!â Aran finds the boy eating at a table in the cafeteria, and without waiting to be invited, he sits down right next to him, placing his chair very close his. âHow'ya doing man? Good? Great, listen up.â He puts one huge hand on the boyâs back, while giving him a too-friendly smile. âI like _____. But I saw you trying to ask her out yesterday. You see, itâs really hard to date a girl if someone elseâs on the way, so can you do me a favor? Stay away from her.â Low and clear, Aranâs voice sends chills over the poor boyâs body. Then he grins, smacking Kaiâs back like long-time friends. âThanks, bud!â
â suna rintaro: the cunning
Sunaâs really clever. He knows how to be patient enough to turn any situation in his favor: for example, winning you over. He doesnât know how long it will take, or how many steps and casualties his plan might have, but everything he does is solemnly meant to make you fall in love with him, little by little.It doesnât matter if a stone called Kai gets in the way: he knows how to handle it.
No man is perfect, so all he needed to do was find a flaw in his opponent. It could be the most silly thing, but if it made Kaiâs reputation fall just a tad, itâd become a jewel in Sunaâs hands.
And after a few days of observing his opponent, Suna found out that dear Kai is a womanizer. Heck, he didn't even try to hide the fact that heâs been hitting on almost all of the girls in his class, which made Suna very pleased, being able to record him charming a girl in good sound and details.With all the evidence, Suna makes his master move, revealing the whole truth to you.
âItâs okay, ______.â And there he is, cradling you in his arms and caressing your hair gently, comforting you after you saw the video. âThereâs a lot of guys like him here. But donât worry, Iâll make sure that none of them come your way, if you let meâ His smile grows when he receives your grateful words, feeling you melt into his arms like you meant to do. âYouâre welcome, sweetheart. Iâll always be here for you.â
â kita shinsuke: the modest
Shinsukeâs so secure. It doesnât matter if the guy whoâs trying to win you over is the most popular, handsome, or intelligent man in the country. No one can change the fact that Kita knows you, the true you, and he knows that youâre perfect for each other, even with the differences that some might point out. You have what he admires, and he surely has admirable traits to convince you.Â
So all he does is treat you normally. Except that Kitaâs normal is a very high level of manners and care that many boys in high school donât even dream of having, including his opponent.Â
After all, it is rare to find a boy whoâll willingly bring you your favorite warm drink before class on the cold days, or help you study on the library so you can do well on tests, or walk with you to the bus stop on the way home just to make sure that youâre safe, or even send texts and paper notes reaffirming how special and capable you are.
And you found Shinsuke, who does all of that, and so much more just to see you well. Is there really anyone who can compete with him? He doesnât think so.
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ACCIDENTAL CONFESSIONS! ACCIDENTAL CONFESSIONS! With inarizaki? And/or Seijoh??
â TOORU OIKAWA, TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI, SHIGERU YAHABA, ATSUMU MIYA, RINTAROU SUNA, OSAMU MIYA !
description: you get a text from him, that is very much not meant for you
content warning; smau; profanity; accidental confessions; one singular kms joke
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[suna rintaro] how you get together / dating headcanons
[author: chae]
a/n: brainrot because haikyuu is back and so am i (hopefully).
[fluff] [headcanon]
[suna rintaro x reader]
nothing crazy really
you first met suna rintaro in middle school
he sat behind you and often slept in class
you found out that you lived a few houses down from him when he went on his first away game for volleyball, and your homeroom teacher tasked you with delivering his assignments to his home
that's really it honestly
you didn't really interact with him much in middle school
though, after your second year, you had to move due to your parents' having to relocate for work
and that's how you ended up at inarizaki high school
little did you know that you would see suna again in your class on your first day at inarizaki!
morning of the first day, you walked into the classroom and saw someone napping in the last seat in one of the rows
it was a nostalgic sight, you thought, but there's noooo way that it's suna rintaro! he's all the way in another prefecture!
you pick the seat in front of him because you thought it was funny
your homeroom teacher started taking attendance
"suna rintaro?"
"here"
suna??
rintaro???
from middle school?????
right when the lunch bell rang, you turned around
"hey"
he looked at you
"...do i know you?"
"yeah? i think? are you from aichi prefecture?"
"yeah? .... wait didn't we go to the same middle school?"
turns out he was scouted to come to inarizaki to play volleyball
small world!
you exchange numbers and start actually hanging out, as opposed to middle school
though, some things don't change as he still sleeps in class and you still have to give him his homework when he has volleyball games
you two have lunch together, sometimes being joined by miya osamu, and play cup pong
your friendship MIGHT be on the line whenever you play 8ball
"i swear to god if you pick that one-"
"what? you'll chuck my phone across the room?"
"DON'T TEST ME SUNA RINTARO."
you send each other WAYYYYYYY too many memes
like, it's to the point where your memes outnumber your actual texts
the instagram reels you send each other go crazy sometimes
like it can range from anywhere between kirby memes to rick rolls to posts that poke fun at each other
he's honestly just a really funny friend, and you never thought anything of it
it wasn't until one day during your club activities where you and a few of your friends were chatting that you ever considered looking at suna romantically
they were talking about their own crushes and asked if anyone caught your eye
and when you responded "no," they brought up suna's name
and the idea was bizarre to you
like you?? and suna??? together???? more than friends?????
this guy literally sends you patrick star memes at 2am and asks "this you?"
pshhh impossible no way
but... you can't really stop thinking about it
because wHAT IF HE'S TREATING YOU LIKE THIS BECAUSE HE LIKES YOU????
anyways!
you start noticing the little things he does for you, like getting you your go-to drink/bread for lunch without asking you, or giving you random head pats, or him coming over to your house on a stormy day when you're alone in the house to keep you company
you stare up at your ceiling, deep in thought
no y/n, stop getting delusional. he doesn't like you like that.
you have a bigger problem at hand
the school dance is tonight
and you have NO ONE to go with!!!
you feel your phone vibrate
it's a text from suna
"open the door"
you raise an eyebrow when you open the door to see suna staring at his phone in front of you
he looks up, types something on his phone, and looks back up to you again
you feel your phone vibrate, and look at what it was this time
"wanna go together?"
you look back up in surprise, only to see him holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers up in front of you
he had his head turned away, but you saw the way the tips of his ears turned red
you felt your cheeks turn scarlet as you took the flowers from him and gave him a hug
he simply patted your head and gave you a small smile
this guy, who sends you memes at the most strangest of hours, MIGHT have a crush on you
and you MIGHT like him back
you two don't make it official until after he brought you back home
he texted you when he got back home and when he was going to bed
but not without sending one last meme for the night
it was an image of kirby looking out the window with a sad expression with the caption: "me when i miss u"
you liked the message and typed out a response, lingering on the send button for a bit before sucking it up and pressing send
"soooo when are you gonna ask me?"
he responded with another kirby meme, this time of angy kirby with hearts around his head
"be my gf?"
nothing between you and suna changed much
he isn't really an affectionate guy, but his actions speak volumes
lunch with him is still the same, and he still gives you little head pats whenever he feels like it
its just that now, he brings you closer and rests his chin on your head whenever he stands around you
sometimes he wraps his arms around you!!!
he rests his head on your shoulder when he naps during train rides
his favorite passtime is to take naps with you in his arms
he gives you a little forehead kiss and mumbles a "love you" before he drifts off
and you just snuggle into him and drift off as well
he's like a teddy bear please hang onto him QwQ
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note debuting with samu hcs yayyy likes & reblogs appreciated^^ written for taliaaa :p
osamu miya who, contrary to popular belief, is no less crazier than atsumu
osamu miya who has days where he wishes heâd gone pro to play along his brother like the good old days
osamu miya who will always plate your food before his
osamu miya who gives you the first bite whenever you share a meal
osamu miya who always asks you âdid you eat yet?â whenever you meet up
osamu miya who still has his high school jerseys folded neatly somewhere in his closet
osamu miya who tries to attend every match he can, whether its for the msby black jackals or the japan volleyball league, just to cheer on his brother
osamu miya who hates to admit setters are cool
osamu miya whoâs love language is acts of service
osamu miya who plays volleyball from time to time, just to not get rusty if he ever gets the chance to play with atsumu again
osamu miya whoâs a grammaâs boy
osamu miya who kisses any crumbs off your lips
osamu miya whoâs very clingy in his sleep, an arm (preferably two) always hugging your waist
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tears
suna rintarou x fem!reader
in which : suna notices things about you, such when you're about to cry
warnings : small mention of blood
a/n : first work !!!
suna rintaro was completely and utterly enamored with you. you were just too damn pretty for your own good. he was used to watching you. not creepily just observing. watching your mannerisms.Â
he noticed the way you flushed when someone gave you a compliment or the way you carry small hair ties on your wrist because your hair constantly falls in your face. he also knows that before you cry your nose twitches and your lips wobble as you press them together to make it less obvious. but the biggest telltale sign of tears is the way you pick at your cuticles until thereâs a tiny bit of blood.
so when he sees all these happen when heâs alone with you, he thinks his world could end right then and there.Â
you turn your face away from suna and begin furiously wiping your eyes. âi- iâm sorry rintaro, i- i donât know why iâm crying and-â you hiccuped while taking rubbing your face.
suna frowned and grabbed a hold of your hands. âcalm down,â he whispered, his words as gentle as his actions as he thumbed your tears away. when you looked at him with glassy eyes and a small pout on your lips, he could have sworn his heart stopped beating for a good few seconds.
you were so beautiful.
âlet me see that dazzling smile again,â he said breathlessly, pulling your cheeks up to twist your lips into a small grin. and when he let go that smile was still on your face.
âthank you rintaro,â you tucked your hair behind your ear smiling shyly at him. suna smiled back. âgimme a call anytime those tears come back.â
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CAFE AU â o. miya
GENRE â fluff + the smallest amount of angst
WC â 770
Ever since Osamu has aged and settled into his new life as a shop and home owner, it seems like couples have been miraculously popping up everywhere he looks. He would be lying if he said he didnât feel a bit of loneliness seeing couples in booths sharing the food he made. Him being a romantic never helped eitherâthe fantasy of seeing his s/o after a long day at Onigiri Miya plagued his mind constantly, as well as the domestic feeling of coming home knowing that someone will be there waiting for him.Â
The brunette began to put himself out there more, but not like his blonde counterpart. It was more subtle; making more conversation with his patrons and posting a little more on instagram. He became a fanatic for a short whileâconstantly stalking his notifications and dm requests even though he knew there would be nothing new. He contemplated giving up on the whole romance act, maybe it's a luxury only certain people can have.Â
Sighing for the fifth time this morning, Osamu shoves his phone into his back pocket. A past friend of his posted some pictures from his wedding. âMust be nice,â he mumbles under his breath. After washing his hands, he prepares to head to the back before hearing a delicate voice break the silence of his early morning shift.Â
âHi, can I get a coffee?â Osamu froze as he heard the voice of this customer, heâs never heard anything like it. He looks up to see a smile adorning your face as you wait for him to confirm the order. The shop owner hopes he doesnât look stupid as he quickly wipes his hands on his apron and clears his throat.Â
Osamu quirked up his brow in curiosity,âjust a coffee?â The request was quite vague, thereâs a million coffees in the world, heâs not a mind reader after all.Â
âWhat kind? we carry a bunch of flavors yâknow!â He watched as an amused expression took over your face as you listened to him.Â
âWell, I actually donât know since your menu up there is quite empty.â Osamu looked up at the digital menu screen above him to realize that it is indeedâblank. a wave of embarrassment washes over him as he grabs the remote off the counter behind him and presses the on button. The menu soon lit up with a bunch of options for you to continue your less detailed coffee order from earlier.Â
âI'm really sorry about that,â his face feels flushed from the embarrassment of the moment and because of the sound of your laughter entering his ears.Â
âIt's fine, I'll take an espresso.â Osamu nodded as he entered your order into the system in front of him. âAnd your name?â You looked up quickly with a small âhm?â and gave him your name, âY/n L/n.â The tapping noise resumed as he typed in your name, smiling softly at the fact he knows you a little bit more. As you leave the counter to find a seat, the shop begins to fill up slowly as people come in for breakfast.Â
Usually Osamu calls out his customerâs names for them to grab their items, but he felt as if you deserved the delivery. He calms his nerves before walking over to your table by the window, âHere you go Y/n,â he says softly as he hands you your mug, telling you to be careful because it's hot. He slowly retreats back to his spot behind the counter to make the orders since his coworker has shown up to take them. Watching you out of the corner of his eye, he smiles seeing that youâre enjoying your drink as you gaze out the window. âOsamu!â His co worker snapped to get his attention, the amount of drinks he had to prepare had piled up. Sending her an apologetic look, he got back to work.Â
After making and sending off the last coffee, he looked over to where you were sitting to see an empty table with a lonely mug. Osamu sucked his teeth, he planned on asking you if you enjoyed it. As he walked over to the table to clean it, he noticed a slip of paper poking out from under the mug. He grabbed it and read its contents.Â
âY/n L/n: XXX-XXX-XXXX. hereâs my number, Iâd like to talk to you some more. P.S: I saw you staring at me ;p.âÂ
Smiling to himself, he pocketed the note and cleaned up the previously occupied table. Maybe this romance thing isnât so hard after all.Â
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Sly foxes
word count; 950 â f!reader
Not usually favouring sports, youâre in the journalism club to make use of your great eye for design and writing. After watching one of your schoolâs volleyball teamâs official games last season, you took notice of the boring brochures they handed out with the playersâ information. You hadnât yet chosen what to do for your project this semester and decided to lend your talents to making a better representation of the teamâs charms and talents. What you didnât expect to get out of the project was a date.
You received permission from their coach and captain and set up some equipment to take your photos in a room adjacent to the gym during practice. Hopefully, you can encourage them all to pose confidently. In order to not disturb their whole practice, you ask one grade to join you at a time, starting with the first-years and ending with the third-years. Good luck!
Honestly, the coach was the least of your concerns going into this project. Everyone knew that Inarizakiâs volleyball teamâs biggest defence was their captain, Kita Shinsuke.
You met with him for a lunch period, giving him a detailed explanation of your project and how you would like to proceed with it. He gave you some suggestions and rules, also making sure you knew that they couldnât spent too much time on it.
Kita really liked how detailed you were and how you clearly came prepared to meet with him. You arrived at the precise agreed time and spent even less time than he expected, despite including all the necessary details. After he gave his two cents, he happily approved the project and asked you to spend the rest of the lunch period with him. Of course, you wouldnât say no after he so kindly approved your project, but that wasnât your only motivation. Their captain is really quite pretty up close.
D-day arrived and you started off with the first-years just like planned. Most of them were very sweet and seemed to appreciate a bit of attention even though they werenât starting players. The problem arose when you got to the second-years. The ones Kita warned you about, even though he didnât have to. You definitely heard of the Miya twins before.
Starting with Atsumu. âYer taking up my practice time, pretty. Better make it worth my time.â
âI can skip you if you want, leave you out of the brochure,â you answered, not giving him much of a reaction. He begrudgingly posed for you and tried to casually flex his muscles, definitely not giving up on his first try of charming you. Still, to no avail.
Then there was Osamu. He was nice enough, trying to ask you about food you like, to which you answered normally. It was disturbing the picture taking and you wanted to stay on schedule. Unfortunately, the food talk made his stomach growl, so he ended up blushing and giving up his attempt so he could finally finish and leave to get a snack.
After the twins, you tried your best with Suna. When walking past you, he ghosted a hand over your hip as if on accident, and leaned down so he didnât need to speak too loud. âHow do you want me?â he asked, hoping to send some chills down your spine when his deep voice hit your ear, breath curling around it. You pointed to his spot and asked him casually to look like an intimidating middle blocker. Kita gave you a rundown of the positions beforehand.
âYou look a little⌠bored,â you said with a careful smile, hoping he didnât take it the wrong way. Suna deadpanned and sighed, realising his flirting didnât work on you and he just couldnât be bothered putting in too much work. So he sharpened his eyes and got the photoshoot over with, complaining to Atsumu about how stale you were and he totally agreed.
The rest had realised by then that there was no getting to you, and they all decided the bet was off. Yes, the second-years bet on who you would be most charmed by.
Thatâs why you sighed with relief when you got to the third-years. Kita smiled softly and patted your shoulder, reassuring you that your process was well planned and executed, which in turn means the result will be as well.
All the pictures came out really good, though you did have a special vision for Kitaâs that made them your biased favourites. He had his jacket resting over his shoulders and you and Akagi agreed he looked pretty cool. After packing up your stuff and going back into the gym, you turn to the team with Kita by your side. âEveryone, please thank y/n for the effort. Iâm sure this will help us show off our best sides at nationals,â he said, looking at you while your cheeks flushed red from his compliments. The team all bowed, but the second-years looked at you and their captain with a suspicious squint.
âThank you guys for your cooperation! And thank you, Kita, for allowing it,â you said, bowing to the captain and then the team before finally taking your leave.
âDid Kita just smile at her?â Atsumu whispered in shock.
âDid she blush? He just said thanks?â Suna whispered with disbelief.
âWhat just happened?â Ginjima threw in there.
Aran huffed a laugh and hit Suna hard on the back, as he stood the closest. âWhat, you guys donât think our captain has game?â
Kita had already asked to take you out for tea outside of school and looked forward to your date this weekend. The second years might just have gained even more respect for their captain.
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pass pass- oh smash.
the inarazaki volleyball team was nothing short of chaos. be it the twins bickering, suna recording every fight, aran cheering them on, omimi's loud sighs of disappointment, kita's scolding and the manager's threat was something that happened on a daily basis, it was normal.
but despite all that nothing changed the fact that they were all extremely close, specially with the manager. in the past all most all the managers quit because of how patient you needed to be dealing with the havoc they created. but you were different. dealing with their bullshit every day, helping them with whatever they needed and just being a friend they really needed.
while to anyone outside it may have seemed like you have romantic feelings for one of them and that's why you chose to become the manager, so you could be closer to them. but that really wasn't the case. the last thing you'd like was one of those hooligans.
it was supposed to be a normal practice match with aoba johsai, but this was inarizaki they were talking about, of course it wasn't.
no one knew you were dating oikawa. no, everyone just automatically assumed you were with atsumu. they weren't exactly to blame, you were close to him but that's what happens when you know someone since your childhood.
to say you were tensed about the match was an understatement. not only about how this was going to end on the court but about how the teams would react if they somehow got to know you were with oikawa.
but it was as if luck decided to make a complete fool of me their entire team came barging in, the loud entrance made everyone flinch for a second as they stared at the door.
now you were panicking and omi being the actual saint he was asked you, "are you alright?"
"no, fuck shit no, do i look alright?" i was pacing back and forth trying to hide my face thinking about ways to hide myself from oikawa or at least let him no that he shouldn't approach me.
"are you alright you look like you just saw a ghost"
"that's because i saw someone worse than a ghost! oh my godd can i call in sick please?" you pleaded with him, trying to find any excuse that would get you out of here.
"no. why would you want that, what happened?"
"i'm kinda maybe sorta might be dating someone from seijoh"
"what's the problem, he's in seijoh this is volley- wait you have boyf- WHAT?"
the yelling had caught the team's attention as they look at the both of you confused.
"WE'RE FINE, NOTHING HAPPENED" as you glare at omi "shhh are you trying to get me killed here? the problem is he is the volleyball team and is kinda the captain of the team. i'm just gonna pray he isn't stupid enough to approach me here with these creatures all around me"
"praying isn't going to be enough for what the twins might do to him if they find out."
cue the bad luck as kindaichi and kunimi wave at you, surprised you're standing at the other side of the court. your hands frantically making the cross sign across your chest mouthing "stay away, you don't know me"
"oh wait how about you text him or something to like not come up to you and you'll explain later"
"ohhh my god you're a genius i love you omi"
as you whip your phone out going to text iwaizumi with your hands shaking.
-IWAIZUMI HELP
why do you look like you're about to pass out? are you fine?
-it's because i might pass out any second. my team doesn't know i'm dating oikawa
oh
-yeah tell him to not approach me please if they find out i'll be dead
i'll do it. good luck w this mess
-thank you i owe you big time
you look up from your phone to talk to omi- "i told his bestfriend to tell him to not approach me that should work right?"
"why didn't you tell him directly? what if he thinks he's just saying it so he stays focused"
"ohhh you're like SUPPER smart, i dont know what i'd do without you"
"probably have your little affair get caught"
you just mutter a little "rude" before going to text oikawa. but before you can, he comes in yelling.
"Y/NNN CHANN I MISSED YOUUU" his whiney voice can be heard to everyone as he jogs his over to you.
you sigh, knowing what's about to go down. "hi oikawa, i missed you too.." you whisper so only you can hear it. and before you can process the entire inarizaki volleyball team (and seijoh) is surrounding the two of you.
suna could careless about who you dated, if you were happy he didn't mind it. but this was something that was both surprising and funny, so of course he had to record it.
it was confusing to the team because up until now they were under the impression you were dating atsumu.
"wait wait wait what does he mean by he missed you? are you two friends?" osamu was curious, he knew you weren't dating his brother but he thought you liked him.
oikawa dramatically turned towards you "you haven't told them?"
"ladies, ladies there's enough of me to go around" which only brought you deadpan looks from both the volleyball teams "ok sorry, my bad for being funny"
"wait what does he mean you haven't told us??"
"we've been dating for a year, the last thing we could be is friends-"
"you're dating him? I thought you were with atsumu?"
"atsumu? i thought you were dating suna?"
"why me? i didn't even do anything keep me out of this?"
"NO WHY WOULD I BE DATING EITHER OF THEM?"
"what's wrong with us?" suna and atsumu asked offended.
"shut up i've seen you eating sand and you ask me what's wrong with the two of you?"
"y/n chan, what's going on?" kunimi asks curiously. the seijoh's team just stood there watching you, oikawa and the inarizaki members going back and forth.
"all of you shut up, we didn't even let y/n explain properly"
"oh my god thank you kita-"
"you don't like the twins?"
"KITA?! no oh lord i don't, i've been dating toruu for the past year, i never did and never will like any of these hooligans, no offense"
"HEY! that's rude-" before atsumu could whiney any further osamu smacked him in the back of his head, which shut him up immediately.
"what about the rumors of a girl making out with atsumu? that wasn't you?" suna finally asked, genuinely wanting to know more.
"Y/N-CHAN YOU MADE OUT WITH PISS HAIR? WHAT?"
"no oh my god toruu I didn't-"
"oh, that wasn't her that was just a junior i dated."
"yeah that wasn't me wait ew juniors? really atsumu?"
"she was cute! don't shift this on me"
"but guys seriously i never had have or will like anyone from the volleyball team. i'm sorry i hid it from you guys, but i was just scared of what you guys would think"
"are you happy? does he keep you happy?" aran asked borderline choking atsumu.
the question caught you off guard but instantly a small smile replaced the shock on your face "yes, he does, he's stupid but he really does make me happy"
"then that's all that matters"
"aww thank you-"
"nuh uh, i don't approve, what if he's a playboy?" atsumu disapprovingly shook his head praying aran's hands off him.
"oh god no one wants to hear that from you" suna shut atsumu up.
atsumu quietly huffed a "rude"
"well now that that's sorted, we should probably get back to warming up"
"yes thank you kindaichi, finally a normal person"
"y/n?" aran called out to you.
"yes?"
"just because your boyfriend's in that team doesn't mean we'll go easy on them, we'll just be rougher with them"
"if it makes you win, be my guest."
this was a bit awkward to write and I'm not proudest of this either but we'll js roll with it
@daisy-room here you go mam hope I did your idea justice
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Suna Rintaro affectionately and unironically calls his grumpy, cold (,and apparently bitchy) girlfriend "sunshine". Even when she's the most standoffish, difficult person you'd ever interact with. he wholeheartedly believes that she is a little bundle of joy, and talks about her like shes an absolute angel to whoever asks.
for instance.
"Theres my girl. shes a little ball of sunshine, isnt she?" rin would say, talking about his girlfriend to a friend of his, with a finger pointed to her by the distance. said girl looking like a feral cat trying to keep a civilized conversation with one of his fangirls.
"morning, sunshine." rin would mutter, approaching his girlfriends desk as the scowl that was etched on her face immediately faded into a soft smile, only ever directed at rin. as she comes up to him and tightly hugs his torso, she nuzzled her face on his neck and catches a smell of his uniforms collar. freshly sprayed cologne. it was that masculine smelling brand that he knew was her favorite on him. she got on her tip toes to kiss her boyfriend on the cheek as he smiled down at her, a big hand on her waist as he patted her head gently.
"hey sunshine" rin would greet, leaning his weight on his girlfriends locker beside his while kissing her head and slipping his hand on her waist, despite her crossed arms and the massive scowl on her features prior to when he approached. he could only assume that something or someone pissed her off...again. upon seeing the look on her face and her obvious frustration, he'd cradle her cheeks with his two big hands to guide her to look at him. and, with the softest voice ever, only for her, he'd coo, "bad day, sweetheart?" while kissing away the heavy scrunch on her brow and caressing her cheek. he could tell from the way she would visibly soften, that she's turned to putty on his hands, once again. he was the only person who could have such an effect on her. at her lack of resistance when it came to him, rin couldn't control the upper quirk of his lips as he smiled softly at her. but before he could bask in the joy of a happy girlfriend once more(happy girlfriend =happy life), said girlfriend furrowed her brows once again. with a red face, she pulled away from rin only to pull on his bicep to keep him close to her as she walked them onto the other side of the hallway, to the cafeteria. She would never admit it, but rin always knew how to calm her down and make her go all soft for him. Yeah, she could be a grump sometimes, but he liked that about her, despite his friends teasing him for his dynamic with his grumpy girlfriend, always commenting about the contrast in how she treats everyone else compared to how she treats him.
something about how he gets special treatment from 'the ice queen' just because he's her boyfriend. in fact, whenever rins friends would catch a girl confessing to him. they always barge in and invite themselves in the conversation only to comment how "you have ta be as cold as y/n to even catch sunarins interest".
later in practice, rin finds himself bringing up how "n/n isnt cold." with the most serious face ever. and with almost everyone strongly disagreeing, he would add, "she can be a grump sometimes, but she isnt an ice queen." i mean, he knew she wasnt exactly the nicest person alive, or the easiest to get along with, but saying she was an ice queen was a bit of a stretch. atleast to him. thats why when atsumu shudders and weakly shares his own encounters and past interactions with the girl, of how difficult it was to get along with her, rin could only scoff in disbelief. "how is she difficult to approach? that must be a you problem because she's literally a ray of sunshine." rin would defend, not catching the sudden dull and stiff tension in the air that enveloped the club room. glancing at his teammates, who all suddenly looked gravely pale, he turned to osamu, who only let out a low whistle as he turned his head to the side. "if y/n's a ray of sunshine, kitas the laziest person in this room." atsumu would speak for everyone, since no one had the guts to say a word, too afraid it would reach sunarins icy girlfriends ears. his statement followed up through by a series of "yup"s, "yeah"s, and overall agreements. rin raises a brow, genuinely confused.
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HOW DO YOU NOT EVEN KNOW?
he said something awful, something he shouldâve never said or thought about saying. but he said it, and now the damage was done. and he didnât even know what heâd done, leaving you alone to reflect on the damage (feat. inarizaki! thank you for requesting this anon :)) kori, your best friend was always a mediator, but even this time she knew that you were the victim, and he was the bad guy (I get confused whenever I start using too many y/f/n and stuff like that so I just stuck my oc in here instead âď¸)
warnings â ď¸ - g/n reader, s/o reader, angst, this does not have a happy ending with comfort sorry, your dialogue is in white, koriâs dialogue is in purple, kori is an oc not a canon character (click here for more info abt her)
You knew Atsumu was popular, that wasnât a surprise. He was good looking, a talented volleyball player, and he was charismatic. What was there not to like about him?
But still. Why did it still hurt and make you agitated whenever other students would fawn over him? You knew it was bound to happen, hellâ you fawn over him too as your boyfriend.
If you had to hear one more deafening squeal of his name, youâd probably lose your mind.
âMiya-kun!!â
âMiya-senpai!â
The worst part was that he always stopped and made time for them. Even when he was with you. You couldnât lie to yourself, it hurt everytime you saw him smiling at the fans and giving them his time and attention when he probably should be giving it to you, his actual s/o.
You voiced your worries and concerns to your friend who always listened and lended her ears to you.
âI probably shouldnât be feeling like this.. I mean he loves me right? Not the fans.â You said softly, but your tone was uncertain, you honestly werenât sure what you were saying was true or not, and that scared you even more.
âNo I think itâs pretty valid to feel like that. It ainât fair for him to do that in front of you especially if youâre on an actual date. He should be paying attention to you, not some random fangirls or fanboys.â Kori replied, scribbling away on her tablet as she sketched and drew as she was listening and talking. Kori always drew when listening, she had a way with multitasking.
You found it funny that Kori offered such sage wisdom and support despite the girl never having been in a relationship nor having a crush on anyone. âKori how do you always know about relationship stuff when youâve never even been in one before?â
Kori looked up from her tablet with a slightly hurt expression. âI really didnât need that stray commentâ?â
You giggled, snickering to yourself as you reassured your friend that you were just teasing and joking around. You knew Kori was one of the sweetest human beings on earth, and you trusted her to have your back when you needed her to.
âBut seriously though, you should tell him what youâre feeling. Heâs so dense that I donât think bro would know unless you tell him directly.â Kori suggested, going back to drawing. She was right, Atsumu was quite oblivious, and probably thought nothing of what he was doing since he was so used to the attention.
So you decided to gather your courage to speak to the blonde twin about your concerns. You thought that itâd go ok, maybe heâd be a bit confused, but he would comply and maybe give you a hug or a couple kisses to reassure you.
âHuh? Whaddya talkinâ about babe?â
âŚ
What did he mean, âwhaddya talkinâ aboutâ?
You thought you worded yourself quite clearly for him to understand, you knew he wasnât stupid or anythingâ at least not THAT stupid.
âSo yer worried about all the other people talkinâ to me? Babe donât worry, it ainât like Iâm kissinâ âem or anything.â
You felt your heart twist. Did he justâ not get it? Or did he not care? Did he care about you and everyone else the same? No. That canât be right, you were catastrophizing things.
âNo thatâs notâ Iâm justâ Atsumu wait. Please listen for a secondââ you tried grabbing his arm, but he immediately pulled it away.
âI gotta go to practice y/n, ok? Can it wait till after?â
he used your name instead of a nickname.
âItâll take like five seconds for me to explainââ
âJust leave me be y/n! Yer insecurities canât get in the way of my practicing, nationals are coming up and youâre tellinâ me yer worried about other students talkinâ to me? Yer just as annoying and as distracting as them at this point!â
âyouâre just as annoying and as distracting as themâ
That sentence echoed over and over again in your mind. He didnât really mean that right? He was just stressed because of nationals? Heâd certainly apologize right?
But all you heard were his quick receding footsteps that disappeared as he walked into the gym, closing the door behind him. You were frozen there for god knows how long. It felt like a few seconds, but to bystanders and other students walking by, you looked like youâd passed out standing up.
âUhâ y/nâŚ? You good?â A familiar voice asked, tapping your shoulder lightly. You snapped out of your daze and looked to your side where your friend Kori was, looking at you with concern and slight worry in her sleepy golden amber eyes.
You hadnât even realized tears had pricked your eyes, which earned a silent gasp from your friend. âWhoa what happened? Did you get hurt or something??â She asked worriedly, her eyes scanning your body for any injuries. Your breath trembled as you just slumped over into Koriâs shoulder, letting out a choked sob that you didnât know you were holding in.
Koriâs eyes were wide with concern as she hesitantly pat your back, returning the hug. She didnât say anything or press you to explain the situation yet, she just let you cry for as long as you needed, offering tissues and water to help you calm down a bit.
After you had managed to explain what happened, Kori sighed knowingly, as if she wasnât surprised heâd say that. âHe was never the nicest dude around y/n. Iâm sorry he said that to you thatâs wrong.â Her tone was empathetic and gentle, and she tried her best to avoid saying anything bad about the blonde. You knew him and her werenât on the best of terms for some reason, reasons unknown even to Kori, Atsumu just didnât like her for some reason.
Kori did her best to try and at least distract you. You went over to her house after school and she did whatever you felt like doing. Watching TV, studying, playing games, listening to music, honestly anything sheâd do to help you at least a little. You couldnât lie it did help to distract yourself, it felt good to not think about Atsumu. It feltâ freeing.
You hadnât felt this free and light in a while. You didnât even realize how much your worries and concerns about Atsumuâs loyalty had weighed down on you.
Ding, ding
Your phone chimed, a new text message incoming. You hoped, hoped that it would be from Atsumu. Why did you hope for that? You felt so free when you werenât thinking about him, why did you want him to text you? Why did you still want him to be with you and spend time with you despite what he did, and how he dressed you out?
You peeked at your notifications, and sure enough, it was from him. You saw his profile picture at the beginning of the textbox, a funny weird picture which was most likely taken by Suna as he was fighting with his other half.
âIs it him?â Koriâs voice made you jump, you could never get used to how deep it was, it was kind of scary whenever sheâd talk out of nowhere. You nodded, opening up your messages to see what he had said.
Tsumu: Hey where are u? Didnât you have club today? Itâs Wednesday I always meet you after school to walk you home.
Should you answer? Honestly you didnât want to. You didnât want to act like everything was fine. It wasnât fine. You closed your phone, just leaving him on read as you went back to watching the TV in front of you. It was playing your favorite anime, and Kori was drawing as per usual right next to you.
âWhat did tweedledum say?â Kori asked curiously, her Apple Pencil scribbling and scraping against her iPad screen in a precise, sharp manner. You couldnât help but crack a smile at Koriâs nickname for Atsumu. Kori called the twins âtweedledee and tweedledumâ. You werenât sure if she even knew their actual names still. Of course she gave Atsumu the tweedledum name because he was indeed dum(b) about 90% of the time.
âHe just asked where I was. I usually stay late for club which ends at the same time as his practice so we usually walked home together. But I skipped today.â You explained as Kori hummed softly in response. Kori didnât pry or try to bring up the subject again for the rest of the time you were at her house. She thought it would be better to justâ let you not think about it too much.
She offered for you to stay over for the night, but you said no to that. But Kori was worried for you, she wanted to make sure you were okâso she said she could walk you home at least, but you shook your head, you couldnât make her walk you home too after all sheâd done for you already. So you waved goodbye to her, saying goodbye to her mom that had just pulled in from work as well with a soft smile that was half genuine, and half fake.
One half was genuinely happy after Kori helped you out, but the other half was still stuck on that dumb blonde. Youâd gotten several messages from him on both Snapchat and text.
Tsumu: hello?? Donât just leave me on read babe wth??
Tsumu: where even are you? Are you at someoneâs house??
You then jumped, shit. Your Snapchat location. You almost forgot to turn it off. You quickly opened the app and turned off your location sharing before shoving your phone back into your pocket, putting on your headphones to try and focus on something different. You blasted music on your walk home, listening to anything your shuffled playlist would give you.
It was like your playlist knew. It kept playing these sad angsty songs that you liked listening to during late nights where sleep just couldnât find you. For the second time that day, you cried, letting out choked and uneven sobs that you once again did not know you were holding onto. You didnât even know why you were so hurt by what he said, itâs not like he broke up with you or anything. But stillâ why did it hurt like he just shot you four times straight through your heart and soul?
It was as if the bullets remained, not exiting your body, but lodging themselves deeper into your torn up heart, digging deeper and farther inside of you, not having any plans of leaving you.
The only thing comforting you now were the snug fit of the soft foam ears of your headphones, and your long sleeves that couldnât reach past your wrists, staying at an uncomfortably short length that only made you feel worse. Any little thing made everything worse. Everything was just too much. Some part of you thought maybe it wouldâve been better to stay at Koriâs like sheâd offered before. But you were already too far away to turn back now, youâd just have to hope that the comfort of your own home would suffice.
Osamu wasnât as popular as his twin brother Atsumu. But that didnât mean he was unpopular. He was just overshadowed by his twin, or as he called it, his âbetter halfâ.
It was annoying how theyâd all gather around his brother, he too found it kind of disturbing and weird. However of course he felt a bit envious, insecure about his own likability and looks. Did people find his brother more attractive despite them being identical twins? But why? Was it just him?
Youâd been friends with the twins for a long while now, ever since middle school, even before they had their distinguishing dyed hair. You liked Osamu better the minute you met them both. Atsumu was so brazen and confident, and he wasnât afraid to express his high standards of his fellow players, even upperclassmen.
You found it off putting how offensive the blonde could be to people. It was irritating to be around him. Osamu was different. He was pleasant to be around. He had a sense of humor, was laid back, reserved, and friendly for the most part.
He loved food, you knew that from the first time you sat with him in middle school for lunch recess. His droopy tired eyes would widen and sparkle whenever he saw food in front of him, specifically onigiri. It was cute to you, how heâd light up and become a completely different looking person at the sight of some simple, but satiating food. It was one of the many reasons why you chose him and not anyone else.
You felt so confused and baffled that Osamu didnât see himself the same way you did. You saw someone special, he saw someone that was second best.
You tried. You really did.
Tried to make him see that he was perfect in his own way, perfect in your eyes, perfect for you.
But there was only so much you could do. Only so much you could say. He had to choose to believe your words, and do the rest on his own. It was called self confidence for a reason after all.
Your anniversary was coming up, itâd been 2 years since you two started dating officially. You took this as an opportunity to plan something special for you and your boyfriend this year. You knew heâd been stressed lately because of the upcoming tournaments, and because his twin was putting more pressure on him than ever. You couldnât count the amount of times youâd seen Atsumu chewing him out for accidentally missing a serve, a block, a receive, or a spike.
Every mistake he made, every single hesitation, his brother caught it and made sure Osamu knew exactly what he did wrong despite the poor gray haired twin already being well aware about what heâd done wrong. Having someone rub everything in his face was degrading and mentally exhausting.
Osamu was usually patient, you commended him for being as patient as he was with his brother. But it was taking a toll on his self esteem that was already fragile. Atsumu was basically hitting him in the same spot over and over again, not allowing the previous bruises heal before making a new one in the same area, eventually leaving a mark that wonât ever heal nor fully fade away.
But next week will be different. Youâd make sure of it. You even enlisted the help from your friend to help you figure out some nice plans or ideas of what you could do with Osamu. However you knew at some point youâd have to overcome your beef with Atsumu for a moment, and ask him his thoughts. He was Osamuâs twin brother after all, he knew him better than anyone, maybe even better than you.
âYou sure you gotta ask him?â Kori asked. Ugh, you didnât want to of course. But yes, youâd have to put your dislike for his horrid personality aside for your boyfriendâs sake. You wanted your anniversary to be perfect after all.
âCan you come with me to ask him please?â You asked Kori, looking at her with pleading eyes, clasping your hands together. Kori looked at you, putting her pencil down as she sighed.
âYeah no sorry youâre on your own.â Kori said with an apologetic expression. You let out a small groan, you knew Atsumu had some sort of beef with Kori, and Kori didnât want to deal with a beef she didnât even know was from.
âOh come on please??â
ââŚY/n you already know what will happen if I go with you.â
âPlease Yoyo youâre my best friendââ You tried using the nickname that usually got Koriâs attention, holding your friendâs hands with pleading eyes. If Kori went with you, you could make her ask instead of you, and if he got too exasperating to stand any longer, youâd have an excuse to leave.
Kori looked at you with a narrow and skeptical squint when you used that nickname on her.
âDonât use thatââ
âWhat, you donât like it Yoyo-chan?â
âBro.â
âIâll stop if you come with me.â
âNice try.â
You pouted and slapped her shoulder playfully with feigned anger as you crossed your arms over your chest with a sigh. But it couldnât be helped, it wouldnât be too horrible right?
âHuh? Yer asking me for help? Thatâs a new one.â
Ugh. It was horrible.
You covered your perturbed expression, but you couldnât hide the sharp glare of your eyes as you tried to âfake it till you make itâ as they say, and act cordial. But god, you wanted to tear off that smug looking grin off his face so badly. The tone he used was so condescending and belittling, it made you want to crush him with your bare hands, but you honestly couldnât tell if that was just his normal tone of voice or if he was trying to sound like an egotistical asshole all the time.
Because if he was trying? He was doing an absolutely stupendous job.
âI just wanted to knowâ what are some of Osamuâs favorite things to do? I meanâ I know what he likes but youâre his brother.. So I thought youâd know better than me.â You said, reluctantly swallowing a snarky insult you were about to accidentally say without thinking.
Atsumu scoffed and grinned at you, and you were expecting him to tease you which mightâve been your last straw, but surprisingly, he didnât.
âAw thatâs sweet actually. I see why he loves ya so much.â You looked at him, expecting to maybe see some kind of smirk or malicious glint in his eyes, but no, he was genuinely saying that. You were pleasantly surprised, maybe this wouldnât be too bad after all.
You felt yourself smile at the fact that Osamu had made it clear to his brother of his love for you. If even someone as dense and emotionally oblivious as Atsumu could tell, then Osamu mustâve talked about you a lot. The thought of him talking about you so much made your heart flutter, sending a rush of joy and warmth through your veins, fueling your excitement and determination to plan the upcoming special day.
As you two talked, your excitement grew with each suggestion Atsumu made. Your smile was spread wide across your face, filled with genuine adoration and anticipation from how excited you were to surprise your beloved.
However, you failed to realize that Osamu mightâve gotten spoiled early. Spoiled about the wrong thing.
He saw you, chatting with his twin with your beautiful sweet smile that melted his heart to a puddle whenever you showed him. It absolutely destroyed him to see you blessing his brother with the sight instead of him.
Osamu knew you werenât super close with him, but itâd always been in the back of his mind.
Is he better than me? Heâs probably more fun.
Am I too boring?
Am I less good looking?
Am I always gonna be known as âAtsumuâs twin brotherâ?
He cursed and muttered painfully to himself as he walked off, he couldnât watch you continue smiling and talking with his better half so cheerfully. Oh if only he had heard what you were talking about, then he would understand everything.
But he left, his fragile heart and self esteem shattered to unmendable pieces of a jigsaw that would never fit back together because of its missing piece.
He felt like a waste. He truly did.
Oh but no it was the opposite of what he thought.. You were only talking to his brother so enthusiastically because you were planning something special for him.
However, things get lost in translation. Misconceptions cause one person to become blind to the truth, quick to catastrophize, making haste to blame and lock away their feelings to try and preserve what they have left to spare. For Osamu? This was probably the worst misunderstanding, worse than any other situation youâd hear about. This was worse.
Oh this was bad. You just kept smiling and talking eagerly with his brother from a distance, that's all Osamu could see. His mind made up the subject of the conversation he thought you were having with Atsumu, his mind immediately jumping to conclusions that were incorrect. Yet there you were, blissfully unaware of the accidental turmoil youâd caused your boyfriend to suffocate in. Alone. Basking with his old friend, second place.
It was the day, finally it had arrivedâ your anniversary! You had so many things rushing through your buzzing mind, your heart racing with the good kind of anxiety and anticipation of the day ahead. You absolutely couldnât wait to see Osamu, you could barely contain yourself from excitement.
You found this restaurant with Kori by researching online. It was a place that specialized in making onigiri, which was an establishment run by an old married couple that had been working there for generations. Kori had said that usually these types of places had the best food, and she was certainly not wrong about that.
You knew it was his favorite, so you thought it would for sure make him happy if you took him there, right?
You were expecting to wake up with a message from Osamu, but weirdly, he didnât, your notifications were as empty as you left them last night. You thought nothing of it, maybe heâd just been too busy this morning to text you, heâd probably just tell you in person.
With a slight skip in your step, you walked up the stairs of Inarizaki, the familiar chatter and buzzing of fellow studentsâ varying footsteps echoing throughout the long hallways filled with people. Your gaze searched each head, each personâs hair color registering in your mind as you scanned the area. You were searching for one with a certain shade of grayâŚ
There he was, the one with gray hair by the lockers!
You had to push your way through some students who didnât seem to understand that perhaps having a conversation in the middle of the hallway was inconvenient for everyone around them. But that didnât matter right now, all that mattered was getting to your boyfriend.
âSamu! I found this super cute place thatâs run by this family and they specialize in onigiriâ I wanna take you there after school today ok?â Your vice was so chipper and enthusiastic, filled with adoration and love as he shut his locker door slightly harsher than normal. His gaze looked over to you, and you were immediately silenced by how cold it was. It was sharp, razor sharp, and frigid like a blizzard was raging in his dark irises.
You were confusedâ maybe he was just tired.. Yeah, that was probably it.
ââŚYou ok Samu? We donât have to go if you donât want to I just thought that maybe youâdââ
âWhy donât ya go with Atsumu? You seemed awfully chummy with him earlier, so just go with him.â He snapped coldly. But his eyes, they looked so pained, hurt, and somber, not cold and apathetic like his tone.
And with that, he left you to drown in his quicksand-like words, his footsteps receding as he disappeared in the crowd of countless students.
If his words werenât already enough, you were hit with the sudden realization that he had forgotten about your anniversary, the entire reason behind why youâd asked him to go with you.
What did he mean âyou seemed awfully chummy with him earlierâ?? What was heâ oh.
Oh no.
No no noâ he completely misunderstood!
You were talking with Atsumu about today and what you were planning on doing with HIM! It had nothing to do with Atsumu in the slightest!
But you knew Osamu. Too well at that. You knew that heâd be avoiding you now, avoiding you like the plague. He acted petty like that, just like his brother whom he refuses to admit is very similar to him in certain ways.
You knew he wouldnât let you explain. But what really tore at your soul was that he didnât even remember today was your anniversary. You had thought that maybe his lack of a âhappy anniversaryâ message in the morning was a fluke, that he was just trying to hurry out the door to make it to school on time.
Now you knew heâd actually completely forgotten. Your throat felt so tight, your stomach hurt from guilt, but also betrayal.
Some part of you, some part of you knew this was going to happen. Or some form of this exact situation at least. You knew he felt inferior to his brother, and that it killed him inside. Youâd tried your very hardest to make it so he knew you loved him and you always would choose him and no one else. But what could you do if he just wouldnât believe your words, let alone believe in himself?
You, his s/o who heâs supposed to confide in, to trust in, to take your word over anyone elseâs, didnât trust your own words that youâd repeated so many times that you felt like a broken record.
He said he did understand and believe it, but he really didnât. All those nods and silent âmhmsâ were all fake, he was never really listening. What occurred just moments ago that left you suffocating in pained silence was proof enough of that.
How many times did you have to fucking say it to him? Why were you the one that had to fix his insecurities? They were his insecurities, not yours. Itâs self esteem, not your esteem. He was acting petty and jealous, and it was honestly starting to wear your patience thin.
Now that you were reflecting truthfully, you couldnât remember the last time heâd talked to you about anything other than his stresses at practice, or his brother. It was always something negative.. you hadnât realized how bad it wore you down.
You were constantly dumped with negative emotions, and honestly, it could be called trauma dumping at this point. It was mentally exhausting. Having to reassure him every single day of something you tried so hard to get him to believe in.
But if he still wouldnât trust your word, why were you wasting your energy and devotion on his irreversible immaturity? Why did you have to do all the work only to receive bad news all the time and be expected to make him feel better about himself? It was making you feel bad about yourself. It was taking a toll on you.
You were basically being the positive energy for two people when it was already exhausting enough to be your own supporter.
You let out a sigh of relief, exhaling tension you didnât know you truly had. Your mind had decided it was time for you to move on, time for you to make him figure it out on his own. He was a 2nd year student for god's sake, he was damn well old enough to fix his own issues.
However with the exhale, you felt your eyes prick with tears of hurt and betrayal from his carelessness, from his complete lack of regard for your own feelings. He had forgotten your 2 year anniversary, it wasnât like it was on leap year or something! It was an easy date to remember!
But you assumed that he was so self consumed that perhaps his mind thought it was meaningless to remember. That you and your words were not memorable enough, nor important enough to form a lasting memory.
He was everything to you, and you were everything to him too. So why was he like this? Why was he so insecure and petty? Why didnât he believe in what you were telling him so adamantly?
He only believed his own thoughts, his word came first. You loved him so much, but it was getting more and increasingly difficult to keep loving him unconditionally. It was an uphill battle.
And you were miserably losing.
You had no chance against his own self being the enemy. You would come in second place no matter how hard you fought because there was no first place for you to take.
You knew he wasnât the sweetest guy around. He just wasnât a warm and fuzzy type of person. But that didnât mean he didnât care about you, of course he did. You were the only one he didnât actively search for dirt to use as blackmail material later.
He wasnât the most warm and fuzzy person thatâs for sure, but you loved him anyway. His fox-like eyes, his quiet and stoic demeanor, his tall stature, and his funny hobby of filming the twins fighting or bickering with each other to save for future references and laughs.
The team often wondered how he ended up making you, a kind, friendly, and sincere person, fall in love with him, the opposite of you. He thought about this as well, and sometimes felt guilty about the way he acted, how he was so detached and cold sometimes. Your love language being physical affection and touch combined with being Sunaâs s/o was not a good synergy because he wasnât the biggest fan of too much affection. Of course hugs, cuddles, kisses are all things he loves to give and receive. But in moderation. He got tired of it after too much.
However you did not. You could be pressed against him all day, in fact, holding his hand or being in contact every second you were with him sounded like the perfect scenario to you.
He never admitted it out loud, and didnât plan to, but your hugs from behind his chair as heâs working on homework or studying were his favorite. The feeling of your arms wrapped around him from behind which allowed him to continue working on what was in front of him, but still allowing you to be near him, for your comforting presence be as close as possible.
Lately heâd gotten a lot of those, courtesy of the upcoming midterms. Now whenever you came over, he was always studying or working on schoolwork with his headphones on, his head leaning over and close to his desk as he worked countless hours and days, including nights. You were straying to get worried by the amount of empty energy drink cans that had accumulated on his desk, even on the top of his dresser. It was so bad that you could notice it while FaceTiming him. Not to mention the trash can underneath his desk was most likely full of them as well, just hidden from the view of the camera.
This was surely not good for him. At all.
Your mind was filled with concerned thoughts of him, worry swirling in your mind, distracting you from your own midterms that you had to study for as well. You suddenly had an idea during the peak of boredom during your math class.
You could go over to Sunaâs after school, and buy you both some sort of bento box to eat. You knew Suna probably hadnât eaten a real meal other than ice pops in days. He kept failing to realize that frozen fruity ice water in the shape of a flattened cylinder wasnât exactly full of nutrients. Then you two could study together afterwards. Two minds working in tandem were better than two on their own. Or thatâs what you thought at least.
Pulling out your phone discreetly, you texted Suna to let him know you were coming over, knowing that he probably would be on his phone right about now.
You: Hey I��m gonna come over today after school with some snacks and food, maybe we can study together?
âŚ.
Suna: yeah sure. I canât text rn I gotta pay attention
You: oh my bad, Iâll see you after school
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You were a bit surprised that he was actively paying attention during class, especially since right about now he was most likely in AP world history. His tone even through text sounded stressed and a bit more harsh and cold than usual, but you knew he was anxious and worked up about the midterms which was absolutely valid and normal. But still, it lacked the usual hint of warmth that his texts usually had, regardless of his word choice.
You couldnât take your eyes off of the clock, your gaze intently focused on each centimeter the second hand moved, slowly making its way around the entire circular clock on the wall, rotation after rotation. You swore the second hand moved backwards a couple times, as if time were quite literally reversing as you stared at the clock.
Your teacherâs lecture was essentially gibberish, your brain couldnât focus on anything but the thought of going home to study and take care of your boyfriend who obviously needed the help. You were probably going to need help too from the looks of it, seeing as how you didnât remember a single thing nor comprehend anything your teacher was saying.
RING RING
You practically fell out of your seat at the piercing ringing of the school dismissal bell. You sprung to your feet, as did everyone else, and as you were packing up your things, your teacher suddenly shouted something, his voice shouting over the commotion that had started from the bellâs relieving cry.
âExcuse me? The bell doesnât dismiss you, I do!â
Oh for god's sakesâ you wanted to take the damn bell and smack his head with it for saying that. Everyone audibly groaned, sitting back down with a synced chorus of irritated and grumpy sighs.
âOk the homework is just studying and reviewing the accumulated material for the midterm on Thursday. Youâre dismissed.â
âŚAre you serious?
That was it?
That was what he made you all stay for?
Oh nah god give you strength to not clock this bald, old, bitter ass, Walmart bill nye in the face with your textbook. You thought about it, seriously debating whether or not itâd be worth it. But you walked past him, deciding it wasnât worth your time. You took a deep breath in and out, exhaling the pain of that math class as you walked with a determined look in your eyes. You had a plan.
Youâd hit the convenience store on the way to Sunaâs house, buy some food for the two of you, and then go over to his house to help him actually eat a normal meal, maybe clean up a bit, and then study of course.
With a fast and brisk pace, you walked into the store with a singular goal in mind, quickly picking out a couple of bentos for the both of you. Exiting the store right after you walked in, your quick pace never wavered as you made your way towards your boyfriendâs house, the plastic bag full of the food and snacks in your left hand, your bag in your right, determination in your eyes, and compassion in your heart.
As you knocked on the door, you saw the familiar face of his mom who immediately smiled upon seeing and recognizing you.
âAh y/n, Iâm so glad youâre here actually. Rintaro just got homeâ heâs been so quiet lately. Heâs been locked up in his room everyday after school and on the weekends.. I think heâs studying but Iâm a bit worried that itâs too much. The boy wonât listen to me either about drinking all those energy drinks.. maybe youâll have better luck?â
His mom looked at you with hopeful eyes, and you smiled, nodding and reassuring her youâd try your best to help. His mom thanked you with a grateful smile, nodding as you walked up the stairs, down the familiar hallway to your boyfriendâs room.
You thought about knocking first. Should you? He was your boyfriend.. Did you really need to knock? Well it was courteous to knock before entering anyoneâs doâ
And suddenly the door opened for you, revealing the tall figure of Suna in front of you. His narrow, fox-like eyes droopy, tired, and strained from staring at a laptop for too long, or reading in the dark. He had faint dark circles underneath his hazel green eyes, and his hands were a bit shaky, just barely noticeable, probably from the obscene amount of caffeine heâd consumed these past few days to stay up and study. You showed him the bag full of various snacks and food with a little smile before he stepped aside, opening the for further for you to come into his room.
Your eyes widened slightly, but you stayed silent as you took in the whirlwind of disarray that was your boyfriendâs room. It looked like hurricane Katrina had ravaged his room. Empty cans everywhere, wrappers from countless ice pops, pencil and eraser shavings, crumpled up pieces of paper, and dirty clothes. It didnât smell wonderful, that's for sure.
You saw just how exhausted he looked, how stressed and anxious he was. He never usually studied this hard for school, in factâ youâd never really seen him studying much at all. Midterms plus the stress of the upcoming volleyball qualifying tournaments were probably weighing down on him more than he could handle. You looked at him with a worried and sorry look on your face as you watched him eat his bento in silence.
He did not utter a single word, not a hello, not a how are you, just nothing but the silence and the sounds of chewing. It was awkward for you to say the least. So you decided to break this uncomfortable silence, trying to bring up a more light hearted topic to hopefully bring some light to his dark room.
âSo.. Anything new and funny happen with the twins?â
You knew he liked to leave the twins to fight and bicker without stopping them because it was fun to film their brawls. He could care less about them hurting each other by accident, it was entertaining to watch them fight. He didnât respond, he simply kept chewing, his eyes lost in thought as they stared at the ground with nothing but a vacant empty iris with no color or hue. It was like all the color was sucked out of his eyes, and it was starting to take his skin too. He was getting paler as you sat and stared at him!
Maybe he didnât hear you, so you repeated yourself a second time, not noticing how the moment you started speaking, his fists clenched and trembled as he gripped his pant legs.
âRin?? Can you hear mââ
âGod y/n can you shut the hell up please?!â He snapped, his fist slamming against the hardwood floor, making the house shake just slightly, making you jump in surprise and shock. Your eyes were wide, searching his gaze for a hint of guilt or remorse, maybe he was just stressed and overstimulated?
But his eyes were ice cold, filled with irritation and frustration, not a hint of remorse in them. Did.. did he really mean that?
Surely he didnât.
No he didnât, right?
âŚRight?
âS-sorry..â You couldnât help but stutter a bit, taken aback by his sudden outburst. He continued eating in silence, you could practically feel his frustration and stress seething off of him like smoke. You purse your lips together, struggling to not release your tears.
You knew it wasnât all that bad, but still, it hurt to hear him say that to you. You knew it wasnât supposed to make you feel this horrible, but it did. No amount of convincing yourself it wasnât that bad of a sentence would take away or lessen the pain it gave you.
About 39 minutes of dead silence followed, and you got up, taking all the empty cans and containers scattered across his room and sticking it all into a trash bag, tying it up and leaving it by his door for him to take out later. You decided that maybe it would be best to leave him alone, and grabbed your things, opening the door to leave, glancing back at your boyfriend who was studying, wearing his headphones. You wanted to say goodbye, you wanted to say you loved him and to not push itself too far. Most of all, you wanted to hear him say that he loved you. But judging from earlier, he probably wouldnât even want to hear your voice at all.
âSee you later Suna.â You muttered under your breath, closing the door behind you as you left. Did he even realize you were leaving? He didnât even look up from his desk. He didnât thank you for the food. He didnât thank you for cleaning up. He didnât thank you for trying to help him. Nothing you did was acknowledged. You went out of your way to help him, and it appeared that maybe that wasnât the right thing to do.
You quietly walked down the steps, opening the front door and closing it behind you.
With your back against the wall, hidden from Sunaâs family, thatâs when you began to feel tears welling up in your eyes, falling down your cheeks as you hid your face in your sleeves. Why were you crying? Was the stress of the midterms catching up to you too? Or was it purely because of his outburst?
You didnât know. Hellâ you didnât know anything did you? Obviously not it seemed.
a/n - idk why but Iâm in a very angsty mood đ Iâm sorry for hurting you guys I really am đđđ
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Despite all the commonly held beliefs about him, Atsumu is not a bad guy. He knows this because he hasn't moved from his spot at his desk once today. And sure, maybe his eyes wander over to you and his mind keeps conjuring vague questions about how your day is goingâregardless, he's not going to budge. He may end up burning a hole into his math work sheet from his staring, but it's a small price to pay.
He's taken you for granted. After you got a boyfriend. Little ole you, who never quite changed from being a snot-nosed brat in his mind until all of a sudden you couldn't hang out. The space you used to occupy (somewhere between Suna and Samu) is conspicuously empty. It's not right.
You don't eat lunch together anymore: instead, your stupid boyfriend (he's in Kita-san's class, and not even that good-looking by the way) collects you and off you skip to some obscure corner of the school where you guys probably make eyes at each other over your bentos. You don't walk home with him and Samu these days, no it's Whatshisname doing it in their place while holding your hand and calling your name with sugary familiarity. Like that guy knows something he doesn't. Well, jokes on your boyfriend because Atsumu knows how ugly you are when you cry or how spine tingling your whoops of glee are, or how your eyes absolutely sparkle when you eat something you like. Atsumu is willing to bet a month's worth of Osamu's cooking this scrub doesn't even know what your favorite cafĂŠ order is.
Fuckin' ridiculous.
But what's Atsumu supposed to do about it?? If you like this guy seriously, it's the least he can do to not get in the way of you being happy.
Are you happy? You deserve it, more than most people, in his opinion. Life hasn't been super fair to you, so the least it can do is give you someone who treats you well. Yeah, maybe it's just the universe balancing itself. This thought sustains him for a little while as the days pass.
Until he misses a spike serve in a particularly spectacular fashion. The ball ricocheted off the wall and out of the open gym doors. He rounds the corner of the gym, snatching up the wayward ball, only to look up at a sound. On the other side of the chain link fence that separates the gyms from the fields is your boyfriend with his tongue down the throat of the captain of the soccer team.
A grin, all teeth, cracks across his face. He can hear his heartbeat in his ears as blood rushes to his brain. His breath becomes shorter, and he checks himself before he starts hyperventilating. Atsumu Miya is not a bad guy, really he's not. After all, who wouldn't be happy to get what they want?
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SO DIM THAT SPOTLIGHTâŚ
for, Mâ maisie, or maybe even miya osamu; my twin, my superstar, and my biggest blessing.
inarizaki doesnât need memories, nor do they need to rely on their team manager; everything that matters happens in the court anyways. but, the week youâve disappeared from practiceâ they canât help but find themselves missing you.
fem!reader, atsumu kinda clingy, writeen on 0 hours of sleep, sum1 MIGHT be ooc⌠AESPA FANS RISE
inarizaki doesnât need their team manager. theyâre very adamant on their independence, especially atsumu. sure, itâs nice to be coddled after a long day of volleyball, but itâs merely a bonus! they donât rely on you, definitelyâŚ
âwhereâs s/o?â atsumu frowns, looking across the gym for you. âcoach said she had a family emergencyâŚâ kita says, a hint of worry in his voice. osamu tilted his head in worry. âfamily emergency? is something wrong?â
kita sighs. âcoach didnât give any further details.â to this, atsumu whined. âwhaat?! is she okay?!â he yelled out, going on a path that goes nowhere. âhe just said he didnât get any further detailsâŚâ suna deadpans.
âwell, we shouldnât dwell on it right now. next week is the inarizaki winter festival⌠weâve been instructed to create a promotional video with our most flashy moves as to get more people to support us during nationals.â kita explains.
atsumu rolls his eyes, hearing what a ridiculous idea it was. âsetting up a video⌠we already have a crowd full of fans⌠we should be practicingâŚâ he mumbles, not that anyone in particular cares to comment on.
âright⌠well, i think we should shoot atsumuâs shots first since heâs is the most popular after allâ kita says, preparing the camera while ginjima had set up the tripod. âjust⌠do a strong spike serve, okay?â he instructs as atsumu bounces the ball, preparing for his shot.
atsumu takes a deep breath, preparing for his shot; the look on his face so serious, youâd think he was in an official match. he throws the ball into the airâŚ
before miserably missing the shot.
the silence in the gym so thick, you could cut it with a knife. until osamu broke the tension with roaring laughter. âhah! what happened to being so perfect all the time?!â osamu points at him, laughing like a middle school bully. âshut your trap! i was just thinking âbout somethinâ!â atsumu yells back, angrily marching to retrieve his ball. âthinkinâ âbout what?! about how âya canât even serve properly cause your dear s/o is gone?!â osamu scoffs, not particularly set on admitting how much heâll miss your presence this week. still, he doesnât have much time to think about that before atsumu steers straight into osamuâs path. âyou..!â atsumu huffs, grabbing osamu by his shirt collar and wrestling him.
omimi runs in between the two of them, trying to break the fight as suna records the two, turning to kita. âmaybe thisâll make good promotional content, everyone loves to see these two fight...â and in response, kita can only sigh at sunaâs nonchalant attitude, pressing a palm to both of the boysâ chests. âfighting wonât do anything. stop it, please.â he says, unknowingly placing a somewhat hostile tone in his words, scaring the twins into backing off of each other.
despite whatever complaints the team had, the week passed by fairly quickly and soon enough, it was the inarizaki winter festival. there were snack carts, game booths, and of course, on one of the main screens, starred the boyâs volleyball team promotional video. and, exactly as kita said, it persuaded many girls to come support the team by the time nationals starts.
as the miyas inattentively chatted with the girls carrying fans with their names on it, both their eyes roamed the festival for an excuse to leaveâ when the stage announced a name they were all too familiar with.
âwhen is s/o returning? itâs already been a week, and she hasnât returned, much less answer any of our callsâŚâ kita asks, clearly worried for your wellbeing. coach kurosu canât help but let out a slight smile, waving off the boyâs concerns. âsheâs fine. in factâŚâ he trails off, turning to the stage.
confused, kita furrows his brow, and follows his gaze as to what he could mean.
âand, without further ado..! s/o from class 3-4, performing a solo cover of supernova by aespa!â
even from how scattered they were across the fair, they all froze, looking for each other as if to silently ask âis this real..?â. the lights slowly flashed onto you, as you sang the lyrics in what they could only think would be recognizable korean. hell, even if it was absolute nonsense, youâd still sound amazing.
your distinct and sharp dance moves were complimented by the cropped black tee and the baggy jeans you wore, making you look absolutely graceful as you danced. even the very fact that you were able to wear those kinds of clothes in the middle of december was commendable enough.
sparklers popped from the edges of the stage, as if you were at your very own solo concert, the lights dimmed to from white, to purple, to blue, as confetti streamed down. and when it came to an end, the audience roared in cheer.
you waved to everyone and bowed respectfully before running off the stage. the entire team was more than shocked to see that, âfamily emergencyâ, as if! almost every single one of then dropped what they had been previously doing and ran to the back of the stage, ready to praise you.
âs/o, that was incredible!â atsumu yelled, giving you a big hug before yelling at you. âwhyâdya leave us for a week?!â he huffed. âahaha⌠practice, of course! coach had to cover for meâŚâ you giggled, shivering a bit from how cold the snow was. âyou⌠donât wear revealing clothes in winter, youâll catch a coldâŚâ osamu sighed, wrapping his tracksuit around you.
kita went over to you, observing your condition. âiâm glad youâre well, s/o. i was starting to get worried when you wouldnât answer our calls. your performance was amazing.â he smiled. aran agreed, greeting you with a soft slap on your back. âyou did great! the way you did this..! and then suddenly you..!â he fumbles, imitating your dance moves.
it seems heâs exhilarated just by watching you performâŚ
and finally, suna makes it over to the backstage, giving you a thumbs up and a smile. âyou did great. i only recorded halfwayâŚâ he says disappointedly, looking over the clip he took. âpfft, thatâs okay, sunaâŚâ you shrug. âiâm really glad to be back with you guys, thoughâ you smile contentedly.
aran glared at you as if you dishonored his family, âwhat are you even talking about?! with moves like that, you shouldnât be stuck being a volleyball team manager; youâve gotta become an idol! in front of millions!â he encourages you, before atsumu argues back. âhaah?! like hell! sheâs gotta stay here with us!â
âitâs her life, she should have control over what she does in life.â kita says, in an attempt to mediate. sadly, his attempt falls on deaf ears as the two argue like a married couple bickering on their childâs future.
you laugh, missing the chaos in your life. âhahah⌠i donât think iâm gonna perform again anytime soon⌠it was terrifying, not to mentionâ so much effort. for now, i guess iâm stuck here with you guysâŚâ
that wouldnât be a problem though. not when itâs you.
inarizaki doesnât need the memories. cherishing the present is much better anyways. but, maybe it is pretty nice to have a team manager. especially when theyâre as talented as you.
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ĘÉ - all of this from oldest to latest
Cosplayer!Manager
Manager Who Loves Animals
Seijoh with a Chubby!Manager
Seijoh With A TikToker! Manager
Seijoh With A Florist! Manager
Seijoh Reacting To You Coming Out
Teams Seeing Their Manager In A Maid Outfit
Voice Actor! Reader
Deep Voiced Reader (Male)
Tall!Reader
Nonbinary!Manager
Reader's Fanclub
Manager listens to Girl In Red
Seijoh With An Affectionate Manager
Caring!Manager (who doesn't take care of themselves)
Deep Voiced!Manager (Fem)
Shy But Energetic! Reader
Human Vacuumer
Karasuno and Seijoh's Reaction To You Making Kissy Noises In Their Ears
Animator!Y/N
Reaction To Miya Twins' Fangirls Attacking You
Kunimi Comforting You
Emotionless Manager
Hinata's Energetic S/O
Clips and Stitches (Watari)
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