#Inarizaki x reader headcanons

[clawsdevour]

undressed

wc: 0.2k content warning: had a thought where suna enjoys watching u get changed.., suggestive, suna x reader, not proofread

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

Suna, your husband who always enjoys the sight of you getting changed right in front of him. His narrow eyes darting up and down at your silhouette, taking in your slight curves dilating his pupils larger the more he stares. 

His teeth slowly bitting down softly on his bottom lip in lust and desire watching you attempt to unhook your bra from within his t-shirt you wore to bed. Sliding the straps off your arms through the oversized shirt, he continues to observe through his half-lidded sleepy eyes, which awoke when he felt the weight lift off the mattress.

Dropping your bra down and onto the bedside table, you let out a small yawn of drowsiness before crossing your arms to reach the bottom hem of the shirt. Fingers holding on tightly while you slowly rose the shirt up to reveal your skin to the cold crisp air. Suna’s fighting back on his lack of sleep to continue feasting at the sensual sight. 

The moment it’s off your bare shoulders, your back facing him, you can hear him shuffling in bed to inching to get closer. Looking behind you, his toned half-nude body makes its way toward you with his low, and needy grumbles. 

The moment his cold hands slithered their way onto your waist, you were immediately pulled back into his warm embrace. His hands tightening around you.

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[amoeganism]

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 😍"

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

[struwberrii]

suna headcanons 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

here are my silly sunarin headcanons!! hope you guys likey

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ (also is mostly relationship stuff but not all)

has the craziest sleep schedule like he stays up all night, falls asleep at 5am, wakes up at 8 am and just goes to school fine

buys you snacks from the vending machines daily

teases you a lot but is really flirty about it

probably most active at night and invites you out when it’s dark, he just likes how much emptier everywhere is

has the best music taste and always puts you onto his music

nonchalant dread head of japan

would probably sneak into your house through your window just to see you

says the funniest things with the most deadpan expression which makes it 10x

if you dont reply to his messages fast enough he hits you with the "why do you hate me"

he’s too honest sometimes and has a bad habit of saying things that are rude when he really didn’t have to

randomly tackles you and play fights

bros the type to pick you up and jump into the pool with you

does the bare minimum with all his school work

starts talking like you and using your slang when you guys hang out long enough

he’s the guy people talk shit around bc they think he’s quiet and a loner but he’s lowkey a shit starter and shares what he hears

slacks/lazy in most things but he carries you guys in fortnite

his bed is covered in stuffed animals from you, even all the cute sanrio ones

ur his profile pic online

i feel like he’d use discord and get paid as a mod on some server 😭😭

calls you stupid as a term of endearment

he can always tell when something’s wrong, like he can sense if something’s off with you

probably wears a lot of sweat pants

always smells really woody and fresh (yk like generic men’s cologne idk 😭)

very touchy, loves having an arm around you waist :3

allergic to drinking water, ik his piss is acid (honestly same here….)

his sister loves you so much

lowkey the worst at soothing you/cheering you up so he just hugs you

let’s you do skincare on him, he thinks it’s relaxing

i feel like he’d own at least one of those stupid tiktok fidget toys that he swears works but everytime he uses it he can’t stop laughing thinking about how stupid he looks

has a bad diet only because he’s too lazy to actually cook

burps SO LOUD and SO OFTEN like hold it man

has a tiktok account that he rage baits people on and reads the comments to you pretending it wasn’t him who wrote them (smh)

tries to teach you volleyball so you guys can kinda play together

i feel like he’d know a lot about the stars and like the constellations

i also feel like he’d really like coke floats (ice cream + coke in a glass) a lot for some reason

acts like he doesn’t really care but he cares so much

he’s only vulnerable and emotional with you

randomly attacks you with kisses

i feel like he'd know some really good unknown dessert spots all around town

i feel like hes an adidas guy

says out of pocket stuff on purpose with no reaction just to see you panic (he thinks its funny)

[luvindrr]

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

It’s kind of corny how much Osamu likes Shrek. He stores DVD copies of the entire franchise in the TV stand even though he hasn’t 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 it’s 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.

“Pause it!” yells Osamu from the kitchen.

“You know it by heart!”

“I know,” Osamu appears beside you, holding two bowls. “But I need the full experience.”

You take a moment to see what he’s made. Oyakodon- a warm, soupy broth of chicken and eggs served over white rice. It looks good, it really does, but you don’t have much of an appetite and you know you probably won’t eat it. Osamu places it in your hands anyway and you don’t have the heart to tell him no, not after he spent an hour in the kitchen for you. “Thank you, 'Samu.”

You’re halfway through the movie when Osamu lifts the bowl from your hands and shifts you into his lap. You don’t notice, not really, because Shrek is in the middle of abusing another peasant and it’s just so perfectly ridiculous you can’t help but be entranced. So you don’t 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 Osamu’s smug, triumphant, holding up another spoonful.

“‘Samu!” You push against his chest and he falls back a little. “I can feed myself, you know.”

“Didn’t look like it.”

“I wasn’t hungry!”

“Ya ate half th’ bowl!”

“You tricked me! Those bites don’t count.”

Osamu laughs. It’s loud and happy and rings in the air- rings over even Shrek’s roars. He grins at you again. “Bite?”

You purse your lips. “No.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re being annoying!”

He swirls the spoon in the air. “Here comes th’ airplane!”

“No, 'Samu!” 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.

“Ya just hadn’t eaten all day.” Softer this time.

“I know.”

“Need the protein to get big an’ strong!”

“Mhm.”

“So you’ll take another bite?”

You nuzzle further into him, hiding your face. “No.” Silence for a moment. “Maybe.”

Osamu smirks. “It’s really good, ya know.”

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. “It is good, ‘Samu.” You mean it.

“I am an amazing chef.” It’s true.

“... Bite?”

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[leahrintarou]

✩₊˚.⋆ BABY NUMBER TWO ! - osamu miya / 10.12 / kinktober

CW: they're parents to a newborn, breeding kink, lactation, she/her pronouns, female anatomy, pet names,

Word Count: 1.4k

Author's Note: welcome to my seventh post of kinktober. i definitely stepped out of my comfort zone to write this so i hope you all enjoy. leave a like and reblog to show support.

osamu and y/n stepped out of the restaurant, the evening air cool and refreshing after the warmth inside. their date night had been perfect—good food, laughter, and moments that reminded them both why they cherished each other so much. as they walked toward the car, osamu slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her close with a grin.

“you know, i had a great time tonight,” he murmured, his voice low and playful as he leaned in, brushing his lips against her ear.

y/n smiled, squeezing his hand. “me too. you really know how to spoil me, samu.”

he chuckled, leaning back to look at her, his eyes softening. “only the best for you,” he replied. as they reached the car, he paused, his hands resting lightly on her waist before sliding one hand up to her chest, a slight squeeze to her breast. but as he did, she let out a sharp hiss, pulling away slightly. osamu’s face immediately shifted from playful to concerned, his hand retracting as he looked at y/n with worry. “sorry, did that hurt?” he asked, searching her expression.

y/n gave him a small smile, swiping her hand down her arm as she nodded. “yeah, a little. i think i might be sore,” she explained, trying to reassure him that it wasn’t his fault. he reached out, gently cupping her face with his hands. “we don’t have to do anything tonight if you’re not feeling up to it,” he said softly, his thumb tracing light circles on her cheek. “i just want you to be comfortable.”

she leaned into his touch, appreciating his gentleness and understanding. “thanks, samu,” she replied, taking his hand in hers. “my pump broke this morning and kaori has already been fed.” that was the name of their three month newborn little girl. "should we pick up a new one before we go home?" 

"no, all the shops are close by now. I'll figure it out." she gave him a tired smile and he osamu gave her a wary look. "im fine, i promise." she reassured. he nodded, voice still sounding unconvinced. 

"okay, baby." 

—

“thanks for watching her for us.” y/n said to both atsumu and sakusa. they insisted on watching kaori so that she and osamu could have some sort of break. They were new parents so to say it was stressful was an understatement. “anytime.” as they walked through the front door, closing it behind them, y/n turned to same, letting out a heavy sigh. “Going to take a warm shower to try and help these.” she said, wrapping her arms around herself. 

Samu nodded, following her down the hallway and to their bedroom. He started to get undressed and a few seconds later, he heard the sound of the shower running. He felt bad for the pain that y/n was currently experiencing, but he also couldn't help the way his mind trailed off to other things. Her breasts were obviously larger and he could tell as much due to the low neckline of the dress she wore. 

He wanted to believe that it was just an innocent concern, but his thoughts of impurity drove him to take careful steps towards the bathroom. The door was left ajar so he only had to push it slightly for it to swing open. Behind the frosted glass of their shower door, he saw the silhouette of y/n standing behind it, under the showerhead and the steem from the heated water poured from the cracks of the door. 

He was only in his briefs, but he quickly discarded them and entered the shower as need enveloped his being. “Feeling better, baby?” he questioned. y/n wasn't startled by his presence and osamu figured that she might've noticed him slip in. she leaned her back against his chest as her fingers massaged circles to the top area of her breasts. The white liquid trailed down her body as the water washed it  down to the drain. Osamu pressed himself closer against her back, his hands coming around her to replace her own massaging fingers. 

A soft moan fell from her lips, the relief almost immediate. He continued this action for as long as y/n needed but she eventually turned around to face him. He gave her a questioning look and y/ only gave him a tired smile. It’s been a long day and this process of winding down felt the most enjoyable. 

He leaned down, pressing his lips to her neck, the water from the shower wetting his hair in the process. y/n’s fingers threaded through the wet strands and she soon felt the warm muscle of his tongue place a stripe against her collar bone. He moved down, his kisses now being placed where his fingers once resided just a few seconds ago when he was aiding her to relieve the pain. She let out a moan of his name and he couldn't ignore the way his length twitched at the sound. 

His tongue ran a stripe over her raised nipple and a whimper fell past her lips. “Sensitive?” he questioned, his breath fanning over that very area. “More than usual, yeah.” she confirmed. With that information, his lips latched around her nipple as his tongue ran a circle around it. y/n’s hand tightened in his hair, pulling slightly when he continued unmerciless. His free hand traveled between her thighs, slipping between them as the pad of his digit circled her bud. 

She let out a pleasurable cry at the lustful act and osamu couldn't help it, his erection grew by the second. “feeling okay, baby? If it hurts, tell me to stop, okay?” she nodded, her head thrown back just a bit as she moved to press her pack against the cold tiled walls. “Samu, I want you inside me.”

“I will be. It’s almost starting to hurt if I'm not.”

A small smile fell onto her lips, but they parted as a moan fell past them just a second later. He removed his hand from her sex, his hand gripping his length as he rubbed the tip against her bud. With the pure memory of y/n’s body, he was able to find her entrance without looking, seeming too busy with his lips and tongue teasing her nipple. “I want to see you all round with my baby again.” he muttered, his breath fanning her neck as he slowly moved back up towards the shell of her ear. “Can we make it happen, baby?” he questioned. His eyes low as he watched her nod. “I’d have to fill you more than once then huh?”

“Yeah, I want it so bad, samu.” 

“How many times? You think three’s enough?” he questioned. His length finally slipped past her entrance and osamu let out a heavy moan. The steam from the shower made his view of his surroundings hazy, but in one swift movement he gripped the underside of her thighs, making her wrap her legs around his hips. Her chest was pressed against his own and osamu trapped her between himself and the cold tiled walls before moving his hips. 

His breaths were long, drugged in a tempo of overbearing bliss. She clenched around him, tightening around his legend as the warmth of her walls took him in without reluctance. Their moans bounced off of the walls of tile and the door of glass, the steam fogging the frosted glass even more. “Spread wider for me, pretty girl.” he hated the fact that he was already reaching his limit. it hadn't even been a full five minutes, but it was with y/n and anything that had to do with her could drive him over the edge in less than a few seconds. 

All night, the thoughts kept crossing his mind but he wanted y/n to be able to relax, not tire her out with his erotic thoughts and actions. It was clear she felt the same, but her body couldn't keep up. He held her tightly against him, her only priority being to feel nothing but pleasure. “Samu, come in me please.” 

“What do you think we're doing this for, baby?” 

She could only hum against him and with only one last stroke, ribbons of white coated the inside of y/n’s sex, and leaked down his length, the water washing it down the drain. He moaned directly next to y/n’s ear and she did the same for him, the sounds of each other only aiding them in enjoying that moment of pure bliss. 

“That was one. Two more to go.” 

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[sun4r1nnity]

in the line of love

fem!reader x police officer!suna rintaro

oneshot, fluff

“Hey gorgeous, getting home from work, are you?” Suna’s voice was playful as he leaned into your car window, his foxlike eyes twinkling with mischief.

You rolled your eyes, a small smile forming on your face. You knew the officer too well—a little too well, actually. It was amusing how he kept pining for you even while on duty.

You hadn’t expected a roadblock today, though he had mentioned there would be one soon due to reports of illegal motor racing. When it was your turn to be inspected, a super familiar face greeted you as you rolled down your window. A grin plastered on his stupidly handsome face, Suna pulled down his shades, his eyes lighting up with joy.

“Good afternoon, Sir Suna. I’m heading home now to meet my lovely husband,” you played along, handing him your license card. His grin widened at your words.

“That sounds wonderful! But are you sure he’s home right now? You could always come to mine instead,” he teased, handing back your license without really inspecting it. He knew you too well to bother with protocol.

“No thanks, mister. I love my husband too much,” you laughed, and the sound made his heart flutter.

“Come on now, he won’t know. Plus, don't you think I'm more attractive? Especially in my uniform,” he leaned down into your window, sweat glistening on his forehead from working under the sun. His badge—Deputy Chief Suna Rintaro—displayed prominently on his chest.

“Nu uh! I’m super loyal!” you declared with a playful defiance.

“Oh yeah? Your husband is a lucky one, isn’t he?” He leaned closer, planting a quick kiss on your lips.

You hummed in response, displaying a big smile at the affection. “Drive safe, baby,” Suna—no, Rintaro—said, a soft smile on his face as his skin glowed under the sunlight. His green pupils shone with the light and love he had for you, and you admired your husband’s breathtaking beauty more than ever.

“Mhm, will do, sir!” you replied, earning a chuckle from Rintaro.

“Okay, Mrs. Suna. You can pass now,” he backed away from your car, allowing you to leave the site. You smiled at him again before rolling up your window and continuing your journey home.

A few minutes later, at a red light, a bunch of notifications echoed from your phone.

rin<3

be back at 6

wait for me okay?

love you

>3< ❤️

A grin crept up on your face, but a sudden loud honk startled you from your moment. You quickly refocused on the road, your heart warmed by the sweet messages from your husband.

[shyoyos]

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 he’d 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 “did you eat yet?” 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 who’s 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 who’s a gramma’s boy

osamu miya who kisses any crumbs off your lips

osamu miya who’s very clingy in his sleep, an arm (preferably two) always hugging your waist

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[tetsumie]

Love your writings so so much!!! Pretty please can i ask for angsty to fluff sunarin to heal my broken heart

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

pairing: suna rintaro x reader

genre: hurt/comfort

content: suna's been playing the argument the both of you had on repeat in his head and he decides it's time that he proves to you that he wants to make this work

a/n: hi bby <3 ofc i can write angsty/fluffy sunarin i hope u like it and this could meet your expectations! i hope that this helps mend your broken heart love u always and if you ever need anything i'm always here to talk <3

suna is staring at the ceiling in his apartment.

his vision shifts towards the bright red numbers "3:07" glaring at him menacingly.

he shifts his body to turn away from the clock as he coddles a pillow next to him, holding it as if it's the most precious thing he has.

i destroyed the most precious thing in my life. the overthinking demons begin to plague his conscience.

he wonders what you're doing right now. he hopes that you're asleep but he knows you're probably cramming last minute for that midterm you have for your class tomorrow.

he sighs.

he opens his phone and presses your contact, thumb hovering over the call button.

he just wants to hear your voice. at least once.

ah, fuck it.

his finger presses the call button and it begins to ring. and ring. and ring. and ring. and ring.

he's beginning to lose hope as the ring continues to go on until he hears his favorite sound in the world.

"rin?"

rin.

"hello? rin?"

he clears his throat, realizing he's just been lying there, not speaking a word.

"hi baby."

"what's wrong? why are you up? don't you have pract-" you start questioning him.

"don't worry about it hun. it's all good," he sighs into the phone. "just wanted to hear your voice right now."

you hum in response.

the hurtful words he said to you a couple nights ago are playing on loop in his mind and he's unsure of what to say now.

"did you need something rin?" you begin. "you don't usually call me.. voluntarily."

he knows he doesn't. he's always been the nonchalant one in the relationship, always waiting for you to make the first move. you've always been the one to suggest going out or planning a night in. he became so used to you always being there. he never thought you wouldn't be there anymore.

you were never supposed to get out of the picture.

"i really miss you."

you're silent.

"i know you don't believe me but i really miss you."

suna knows you're having a tough time believing him. every time you would try to bring up how you wish he'd put in just a bit more effort, he always brushed it off. but when you had brought up again for the nth time a couple days ago, asking if he could at least plan something for just the two of you, he gave out on you.

"i don't have the time for this shit. i have a professional career i'm working towards and i don't have the extra time to get distracted."

he remembers the words like they were written on the back of his hand. god, he can't forget the way your beautiful features etched into a look of pure heartbreak.

god, he can't that look out of his head.

but the worst thing plaguing his mind was your response.

"rin, i just want you to act like you at least care about me. i feel like you don't care about us anymore."

god, if he could express into words how much he deeply cares for you, your relationship, and everything that has to do with you. he wants you wholeheartedly but he can't seem to express that properly.

"right," your voice is curt. sharp. it cuts like a blade into him.

he gulps.

you're hurting and he can feel it from miles away.

and the silent treatment that you've been giving one another has not been helping to heal that pain ever since that horrid dispute.

"i realized how shitty of a boyfriend i've been to you."

you're silent, waiting for him to continue.

"you wanted me to reciprocate the time and effort you put into making this relationship work and i didn't do that. it was the least i could have done; you're right."

"rin i-" he interrupts you.

he's sitting up now in his bed, staring out the window of his bedroom.

"no, wait please let me finish."

you're silent and he takes it as his cue.

"the fact that you felt like i never cared about you — about us — this entire time truly shows how much of a shitty person i've been to you and to our relationship. i'm supposed to be the one there for you yet i never was. your absence in my life for the past couple days has affected me in ways that i don't even know could be possible"

he continues although he hears what could've been a sniffle.

"i don't know how else to put it into words but i miss you so bad, y/n. you don't have to forgive me — i wouldn't blame you — but i just want you to know that if you don't want to do this anymore with me, i understand. i'll love you no matter what your decision is."

"you love me?" your voice comes to life on the other end of the line completely caught off guard.

oh my god.

he smiles to himself as he stares at the vast dark room in front of him. "yes i love you. i always have."

"from the moment you walked into the sports psychology lecture late to the time you spilled coffee all over my brand new jersey to the time you had your sickly chicken pox. i've loved you ever since and i won't let you go."

you're silently digesting the information that he threw at you all in one sitting.

it's dead silent and suna is nervous. he wants to know what you're thinking, how you look like right now, how you're feeling.

he really wants to see you right now. to be there with you right now.

the overthinking demons begin to make their entrance in his mind as he begins to speak. "i'm sorry, i shouldn't have done this over the phone. i should've done this in person. i'm just too nervous to even say a word because what i want to say gets lost and then-"

"rin," you stop him before he can continue his ramble.

"yes?"

"i love you too."

oh my god.

his heart is beating out of his chest and he's stuck. his mouth is slightly agape, stunned by your confession. after everything he's done with you, you still love him?

"are you sure?" he asks to confirm.

"why are you literally trying to deny my confession to you right now?" you give a watery chuckle which he can instantly hear through.

"i don't deserve you," he states and he feels his eyes water a little bit.

"yeah you don't," you laugh in hopes of lightening the mood but the laugh dies down in your throat.

a comfortable silence holds between the two of you.

"i'm sorry for keeping you up so late. please get some rest-" he begins but is this time interrupted by you.

"can you come over?" your small voice interrupts. "obviously if it's not a bother... i just want to, um, see you right now. if that's okay."

his heart beats faster.

"are you sure?"

"yes please," you sound so frail. "please come over rin. i really need you right now."

"i'm there, baby."

© tetsumie 2024 all rights reserved

[dreamesamu]

(literally) boyfriend miya atsumu

genre: fluff, headcanon, suggestive (if u squint)

author's note: i think this is canon. and also the reader is f!reader.

bf!miya atsumu spoils you rotten; he treats you like a princess without you even asking. if his girl wanted something, she got it. you once said that you would like to try the new pastry sold at your favourite cake shop, and the next morning, you wake up and see about ten flavours of it in a huge box with flowers and a handwritten card next to it. “my angel deserves everything in the world.”

bf!miya atsumu is the type to run to you and kiss you on your lips as a way to celebrate after the referee has declared his team winning. “baby, did you see me spike at that one moment? quite impressive, huh?” then disappear from the court with his arm placed at your waist.

bf!miya atsumu is possessive. he’d let you wear his jersey at a game to claim what’s his, and as a friendly reminder that you are his girlfriend that not everybody can touch just one strand of your hair. “all eyes on me, pretty girl. let me remind you again who you are here for.”

bf!miya atsumu loves teasing you and loves the way your face turns red. he either kisses you after making a bad joke or says something to make you easily flustered. “angel, are you jealous?” and before you could burst your irritation out, he had already kissed your face (or lips).

bf!miya atsumu is also a simp to his gf. not only you are down bad for him, but he falls in love all over again with you, who just merely does things your way. especially the days you exposed your skin a little too much by wearing tank tops or his jersey without... ahem- your underwear... (no cap) comfortably at home. (you just do that purposely because you know what will happen next.)

© 2024 dreamesamu. all rights reserved.

[nishayuro]

Haikyuu!! Highschool! Suna Rintarou Headcanons

A/N: late night thoughts that wasn't planned or even written on docs, this was just on my notepad because I have so much love for suna right now

Genre: Fluff

GN!Reader

Highschool! Suna who saw u at one of Inarizaki's practice match during his first year and experienced love at first sight

Highschool! Suna who asked the twins who you were, to which they teased him about you.

Highschool! Suna who would flex and try to impress you whenever he sees you in the crowd.

Highschool! Suna who would ofter stare at you during lunch when you're with your friends in the cafeteria, earning more teasing remarks from the twins.

Highschool! Suna who at his second year, got put in the same class as you.

Highschool! Suna who asked you to be his partner in a project and you agreed.

Highschool! Suna who asked you to hang out alot during the duration of the project.

Highschool! Suna who invited you to watch their games.

Highschool! Suna who played exceptionally well when he saw you in the bleachers with his jersey number painted on your cheeks, cheering for him loudly.

Highschool! Suna who asked you out after they won, which you said yes to with a big smile and game him a quick kiss as a congratulations.

Highschool! Suna who is such a sweet boyfriend to you.

Highschool! Suna who would buy you your favourite drink or snack during breaktime.

Highschool! Suna who would walk you home after his volleyball practice and your club activities.

Highschool! Suna who would give you a kiss before he goes to the gym for volleball practice.

Highschool! Suna who would ask you to have study dates whenever there was an exam or quiz coming up, only to end up cuddling with you.

Highschool! Suna who would litter your face with soft kisses and whispers of affection, earning small giggles from you.

Highschool! Suna who is a menace and would tease you a lot, even if with his teammates or your friends.

Highschool! Suna who makes you a playlist of songs that reminds him of you.

Highschool! Suna who always lets his pride down whenever you two have an argument, never letting it go on for long.

Highschool! Suna who asks you to wear his alternate jersey whenever he has a game.

Highschool! Suna who gets possessive of you when a student comes up to flirt with you after the game.

Highschool! Suna who would snake his arms around you and lay his head on your shoulders infront of this student, a bored yet scary gaze directed at the student which makes them flee.

Highschool! Suna who gets clingy after games and just wants your undivided attention.

Highschool! Suna who lays on your chest as you both lay in bed, soft snores emmiting from him, a result of his fatigue for the day.

Highschool! Suna who shuts down any confession that is directed at him, saying that he has a wonderful partner and is not interested in anyone else.

Highschool! Suna who is not perfect, but wants to be perfect for you.

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[clawsdevour]

you kissed me

wc: 0.3k content warning: post-timeskip, established relationship, drunk!atsumu x reader, fluff, implied drinking/partying, not proofread

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bzzzz bzzzzzz...

the sound of your phone vibrating against your nightstand, interrupting your flow of sleep. a message from your boyfriend this early in the morning?

eyes still dazed and mind still hung over from last night's wild party at suna's. blinking away the grogginess as you attempt to lock in your consciousness despite being half asleep.

gripping your phone from your nightstand that continued to vibrate in the palms of your limp hands, squinting at the bright illuminating screen.

what does atsumu want so early in the morning? you groaned out of exhaustion in your head. the first words at the top of your notifications caught your attention really got you questioning what he did.

atsumu: I'M SORRY!! I'M SO SORRY

half awake and lost, you press on the other notifications under the most recent message that read-

atsumu: DON'T GET MAD BUT...

atsumu: I ACCIDENTALLY KISSED ANOTHER PERSON LAST NIGHT AT SUNA'S PARTY i'm so sorry babe

um, what? that definitely woke you up due to the shock factor that had you spiraling for a moment as you try to recall last night's party.

the whole time you could have sworn that you were with atsumu, just barely drinking anything. okay maybe one or two, but atsumu was wasted!

thinking back, you quite literally don't even remember him being even near another girl. he's only been around his buddies the whole time as well.

coming to a conclusion when you realized, that "somebody else" atsumu's talking about was you. at some point at the party when he was totally out of it, he was bodying his limp and heavy stature on you to give you a simple peck made more complicated than needed.

stupid atsumu.

you: ...

you: you kissed me dumbass

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[lunamochii]

cw ; timeskip!suna rintaro x f!reader, smut.

Rintaro texted you to come at the lockers area saying that he needs help on bringing some of his things to the car. So you did but this little fucker got another idea with him.

It has become his habit to have a quickie with you after his match reasoning that it helps him get rid of all the stress he got on the court. It's either at his car or at the locker room.

"Enough with the teasing and finish already!"

"Geez, why so eager? Miss my cock so much?"

You squeeze hard on his arm as you drag out a long gutteral moan as he thrust his whole cock back in. Just when you thought that his done with his antics, he pulled his cock out again leaving the tip only.

Rintaro chuckles seeing your teary eyes glaring at him

"Enough teasing, more fucking bro!"

His eyebrows instantly met hearing on what you just called him, it was one time and he never thought that you'd use it against him. He effortlessly lift both of your legs up and holy fuck, his pace got a lot more faster and you couldn't help but smirk in victory

"I'm going to wipe that arrogant smile of yours!"

"Fucking- try hng it!"

Rintaro push your legs more and you clawed at his back as he fuck you faster and harder, lewd squelching noise, wet skins slapping at each other and when he felt his going to cum. He pulled out and before you can protest he slam his cock back in, down to the deepest part of you and painted your insides with his thick white cum.

"Fuck fuck fuck"

"Riiiin!"

He captured your lips and his kisses are sloppy, saliva dripping at the both side of your lips as he keeps humping you. Trying to keep his cum inside you.

"Call me 'bro' at the middle of our fucking and you'll end up breathless and aching."

He whispered at your ear, you don't promise him that you won't because a Rintaro who is annoyed or mad fucks you a lot more better.

special mention @miya-rin agh idk why it went from me wanting to keep it fluff to smut😭 but hope you like it🤞🏻

[struwberrii]

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[mrs-kodzuken]

Hi, I was wondering if you would be able to write some Osamu and Kenma x chubby/midsize! reader headcanons? Both fluff and smut if possible, thank you!

of course!! i assume you mean separate? if not, i’ll rewrite this for you!! enjoy :)

osamu miya x chubby!reader fem!reader, midsized/chubby, smut under the warning

bestfriend!osamu who stayed awake late last night with you on his mind, your beautiful face, and your gorgeous body as well

bestfriend!osamu who wake up to your sweet morning messages that you never fail to send nor fail to add the cute emoticons he's grown to love

bestfriend!osamu who picks you up in the morning before school and he's always staring at your plush legs in that skirt - can you blame him?

bestfriend!osamu who never fails to be there for you when you're at your lowest, coming over in sweatpants and a large t-shirt, his t-shirt, that look oh so great on you but you're crying your eyes out

bestfriend!osamu who always comforts you when you get insecure about your body, telling you that he thinks you look perfect and there's nothing wrong with you, and that starving yourself is especially not okay

bestfriend!osamu who cooks your favorite food with a couple more onigiri after you shamefully confessed that you haven't eaten all day

bestfriend!osamu who can't help but to just stare at you while you eat, he loves cooking for you and always ignores your comments about how he's going to 'get you fat'

bestfriend!osamu whose heart breaks into pieces when you get emotional while eating, harmful thoughts in your head, all he can do is pull you closer and press a kiss to your temple (hoping that that is what best friends do)

bestfriend!osamu who holds you, reminds you that you're not as big as you may think you are, that you're perfect, that you're probably everyone's dream girl type (definitely his)

bestfriend!osamu who gets closer and closer to confessing to you every day, he shows all his love confessions in food that he's personally cooked for you, you always being on his mind

bestfriend!osamu who tells you all the things he loves about you, trying to not make it sound like he's deeply in love and wants you to be his girlfriend or that he wants to literally eat you

bestfriend!osamu who facetimes you in the bathroom away from his brothers prying ears to tell you that he thinks you should buy that dress because damn, it snugs your hips and caresses your body so well

bestfriend!osamu who has a heart next to your name in his phone, when asked about it he just says that you're one of the most important people in his life so why wouldn't he? (he's in love)

bestfriend!osamu who can't help but to want to be more than best friends with you, always getting jealous when you visit during practice and his brother always has to yap to you

bestfriend!osamu who is tired of you self-deprecating and finally shuts you up with a crushing kiss, pulling your body towards his own (with consent obviously) stroking your plush, curvy hips and thighs not being able to stay off of you, his eyes bewildered with need to show you just how much he needs you - just how precious you are to him

bestfriend!osamu who kisses you from your mouth down towards your heavy-set breasts, your stomach that he's always loved, and stopping at your bottoms, looking up in which you nod, then making your entire face go red by kissing that too

bestfriend!osamu who presses kisses as over your thighs, nipping at them and making a collection of marks on them too, he wants to you look back at them and think of how much need he has for you

bestfriend!osamu who makes you squeeze your thighs over his head so tight because he loves to eat you out with love, he's desperate for the way you taste and it's so addicting, his touch makes you loud and feel crazy

bestfriend!osamu who fucks you with love, not planning for it to go this way but he just loves the way your body jiggles under each delicious thrust that he can't help but to just give you more

bestfriend!osamu who makes you feel how deep he is inside you and then makes you tell him just how pretty you are and that you love yourself, it makes you cry a bit, but it made your heart warm that he did that for you

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kenma kozume x chubby!reader

fem!reader, midsized/chubby, smut under the warning

boyfriend!kenma who fell in love with you after meeting you in a game store, wanting the exact same, new game as him

boyfriend!kenma who doesn't care about the way you look, you're still beautiful in his eyes, even if he doesn't show it

boyfriend!kenma who sometimes doesn't know how to help you when you get super sad and insecure about your body, so he takes you on a long walk hand-in-hand to an ice cream shop that you love, he claims you can eat it because "you need a treat for all that walking I made you do baby" and you gladly accept because well, he's right

boyfriend!kenma who loves to see you in his shirts, even if some fit a bit snuggly on your breast area, what can he say? he loves to see it

boyfriend!kenma who loves to lay on your stomach and thighs because he knows just as well as you that it's the best pillow mankind could ask for, he's so happy he's got an amazing girlfriend that is absolutely gorgeous

boyfriend!kenma who isn't afraid to mark you on your neck, he always wants you to see that you can't escape his love that he has for you, even when you're crying about your image

boyfriend!kenma invites you over to his apartment to bake with him to take your mind off of the nasty thoughts that he hates, making sure to kiss you a lot and press his taller frame on your backside

boyfriend!kenma who loves the nights where you both stay in and have a "cheat day" as you would say, then order take out and play Nintendo games till you both pass out

boyfriend!kenma who loves caressing your body, your stomach and thighs are his favorite, there's always some sort of touch on your body from him, he can't keep his hands off of you

boyfriend!kenma who hates walking/jogging when he doesn't need to but does it for your sake when you are dead set on getting a certain amount of steps in today

boyfriend!kenma places you on his lap while he's playing the game, silently showing you that you're not heavy on him and that he gets absolutely very hard for you

boyfriend!kenma who can't help but to grind against you whilst you struggle to hold in your need for him to absolutely ruin you, you kiss his neck hoping that he will give you what you're desperately craving for

boyfriend!kenma folds you in half like a pretzel, forgetting the game he was playing, not paying any mind to the fitting sexual music coming from the monitor either as he moves to rub your clit, trying to make you forget your name with every thrust, your high-pitched moans bouncing off the walls

boyfriend!kenma finds it so sexy how you let him tie you up with rope, your plush body turning him on so much as you wiggle your hips, whining for him

boyfriend!kenma who tries to constantly make you squirt, finding out that him telling you how perfect your body is, he wouldn't choose it another way, and making you say you love yourself really gets you into that perfect mood for him to turn you into a mess on him

boyfriend!kenma who (with your permission) creampies you, shoving his hips into yours, loving the sound your bodies make when they slam together, overstimulating him and you by continuing after you both finish, then holds your face to give you a messy kiss and telling you that he loves you so much

a/n: i hope this is good!! it's my first time writing actual head cannons lol, please don't steal my work :)

the dividers are from @mikeykuns and @anitalenia !! <33

[piftamere]

something real (wc : 1.4k)

secret santa fic for @eussstasss as part of the hq x reader secret santa by @/lale-txt, i hope you'll like it! i had fun writing it <3

synopsis : she asks her dear best friend, Suna Rintarou, to accompany her to her family Christmas party as her pretend boyfriend, too embarrassed to go alone another year. no ulterior motives.

content : suna rintarou x f!reader, fake dating, friends to lovers, fluff

divider by @nectardaddy

Year after year, the questions were the same.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Are you still single?"

"Are you ever going to bring someone home to your family?"

And every time she had to disappoint them, forcing a smile as she replied she wasn’t seeing anyone. She could see their own smiles drop and their faith in her weaken.

This year, she couldn’t take it anymore. Something snapped. Before she could stop herself, she blurted out that she'd have someone accompany her to the family Christmas party.

The moment the lie left her lips, she wanted to take it back, but it was too late. Relief washed over her parents’ faces, her mother rushing to the phone to give her grandmother the big news.

She couldn’t shatter their happiness now, not when she’d seen how much it meant to them.

A few weeks later, she was slumped over her best-friend's couch, face buried in a pillow.

"I still haven’t found anyone," she whined, her voice muffled as she groaned in frustration. "It’s tomorrow."

Suna leaned against the armrest, amused. ''You sure you tried everything?"

"Yes, everything."

"And now you’re giving up?"

"Yup." She replied, defeated.

"So… no Christmas?"

"Nope."

As she was blocking out the mocking snicker Suna was making, an idea struck her. A desperate, ridiculous idea. She turned her head just enough to look at him, eyes pleading, peaking over the pillow.

"Wait…" she began hesitantly. She sat up, clutching his arm. "Do me this one favor. I’ll owe you forever. Please."

He raised an eyebrow, almost sure he knew what she meant, his lips stretched into a mischievous grin. "What?" He wanted to hear her say it.

"Be my fake boyfriend. Please."

"Why not just tell them you broke up with your imaginary boyfriend?"

She groaned again, burying her face in his sleeve. "I can’t. I can’t deal with the pity stares or them thinking i made it up. Please Rin, pretty please."

He wanted to reply that technically, she did make it up, but her desperation must have struck a chord because, after a beat of silence, he sighed, "Fine."

If she’d had more time to think it through, maybe she’d have asked why he agreed so quickly. Maybe she’d have wondered about that smirk on his face. But with the clock ticking, she ignored the signs.

She was going to regret this.

The next day, they were standing on the doorstep of her childhood home, a freshly bought pie in her hands. She glanced at the front door, now having second thoughts, her stomach tying itself into knots.

As Suna reached for the doorbell, he suddenly paused, his lips letting out a mischievous chuckle. "Wait a sec," he said, stepping closer.

She shot him a curious look. "What are you doing?"

Without answering, he slipped his arm casually around her waist, pulling her snug against him. She flinched, nearly dropping the pie.

"Relax," he said with a playful wink, his smirk slightly infuriating. "We have to sell it, you know?"

His hand rested comfortably on her hip, like it was the most casual thing ever. She swore she could feel the warmth of his touch burn her skin through the thick fabric of her coat.

Her cheeks flushed, both from embarrassment and the sudden realization of how committed he was to the whole thing. "You’re enjoying this way too much," she muttered under her breath.

"You begged me for this, remember?", Suna replied nonchalantly, reaching for the doorbell with his free hand.

Before she could respond, the door swung open, revealing her mother who practically dragged them inside.

It felt surprisingly good to walk around the house, introducing her "boyfriend" to her relatives. The warm smiles, the approving nods and whispers. She'd almost fall for the act herself.

If only she could ignore the strange, fluttery feeling settling in her stomach every time she looked at him.

At dinner, he played his part a little too well. In the name of being believable, his hand lingered on hers as it rested on the table. She had a hard time getting used to the soft squeeze of his fingers when he leaned back in his chair, cracked a joke with her father or complimented her mother's cooking. She blinked, taken aback by how effortlessly he seemed to fit into her family, like he’d been part of it all along.

She caught herself stealing glances at him, feeling peculiarly shy at this unfamiliar, charming side of him.

After dinner, they gathered around the Christmas tree to exchange gifts. The soft glow of the lights, the scent of pine in the air and the laughter of her family made this moment feel all too real.

Suna turned to her, a small, neatly wrapped box in his hand. She wasn't expecting this. How had he found the time to buy her a gift? She was trying not to read into it.

"Here," he said casually, holding it out to her.

"You got me something?"

"Of course. I’m your boyfriend." he replied with a small grin.

Their fingers brushed as he handed it to her, and for a fleeting moment, their eyes met. Something in his gaze, something warm, playful, and maybe a little too sincere for comfort, made her heart thump loudly against her ribs.

It was becoming harder to remember this was all an act.

She tore her eyes away, focusing on unwrapping the gift in an attempt to hide the blush creeping up her cheeks. Inside was a delicate bracelet, a thin chain with a beautiful charm that shined faintly in the tree's glow.

"So? Do you like it?" He asked, watching her reaction intently. He almost sounded nervous.

She nodded, "Rin… It’s beautiful. I didn’t think-"

"That I had taste? Ouch-"

She sighed and rolled her eyes, a smile still on her lips. "That you'd go this far."

Suna leaned in, his voice dropping just enough for only her to hear. "What can I say? I’m committed to my role."

Carefully, she took it out of the box. She was struggling to put it on, when he took it from her hands.

"Allow me," he gently wrapped it around her wrist and skillfully clasped it. His touch lingered on her skin, longer than necessary, but neither of them moved.

The rest of the evening passed in a blur, but her mind was far away. Every stolen glance at him, every playful touch, only made the knot in her chest tighten even more.

A little lost in her thoughts, she found herself by the window, gazing out at the snow-covered yard as she mindlessly fidgeted with the charm on her bracelet. The calming view was a welcome distraction as she tried to untangle the mess in her mind.

"Look what we have here." Suna whispered, coming up behind her, his voice tinged with mischief.

She turned, slightly startled as her eyes followed his hand pointing to the branch of mistletoe over her head.

"Seriously?"

"I don't make the rules," Suna replied, stepping closer. He shrugged, raising his hands in defeat.

Fed up with how confident he’d been all day, she sighed and tugged firmly on his sleeve. He stumbled forward, caught completely off guard. Now impossibly close, he stared at her, wide-eyed. For the first time since they arrived at her parents’ house, he was dead silent. She couldn’t help but savor the moment of peace.

Maybe for a moment too long, because the surprise was wearing off, a playful glint returning to his eyes. "What? Lost your-"

"Oh shush." she cut him off, her voice firm. Before he could react, she leaned up and kissed him.

His lips were still, as if the shock hadn’t quite worn off. But then he kissed her back, his hand coming to rest on the side of her face. His playful demeanor becoming gentle.

When they finally parted, her cheeks burned. His usually half-lidded eyes glinted with something she couldn’t quite name, something intense, real.

A little breathless, he spoke, "You said you’d owe me forever, right?"

Her brows knit in confusion, her heart still racing. "Yes?"

His lips quirked into a small, almost shy smile. "Go out with me. For real this time."

She stared at him, her mind reeling. And as she looked back on today and their relationship, that always seemed tainted by something a little deeper than friendship, she realized the feeling gnawing at her insides since this morning wasn’t anxiety, it was hope.

And maybe it was time to stop pretending.

[3lyvshiro]

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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.