#and it's always tanaka and noya don't ask me why

[blockedbykei]

manager!reader x tsukki please

karasuno team making predictions about who will be the first one to become a dad in the future, not knowing it will be tsukki 🫢

say that theyre having a reunion and all of them goes 0_o after seeing readers bby bump, you could do the rest tbh😭❤️

currently living off my mobile data 🙏 tysm for this request

— little easter egg here if u see it

the boys were always eager to place bets on things unnecessary. who can spike the most balls, who can drink the most milk, who can shove the most meat in their mouth without chewing it. they always bargained a few yens or free food.

it had rubbed on you a few bets later.

in the night before sugawara, daichi, shimizu, and asahi's graduation day, the whole team had decided to have a sleepover inside the gym. the boys set up their futons on the court, while the girls stayed at the stage, futons side by side.

but you were all gathered in the middle, clad in mismatched pyjamas, snacks tossed around, dinner melted in your stomachs. you were guaranteed that this night would hold a special place in your heart– something to look back to when change begins the next day.

"who's most likely to...?" kageyama falls back, head on a pillow beside hinata's thigh, a finger on his chin. "go to jail?"

you and tsukishima point at hinata. yamaguchi points at yachi, and she, including kageyama, sugawara, daichi, and shimizu, point at tanaka. asahi points at noya, as well as narita, kinoshita, and ennoshita.

"this one gets breaking and entering," kei says. "tanaka-san gets harrassment. noya for disorderly conduct."

you laugh and lean your shoulder on his, reaching over his lap for a mochi. you feel his nose tickle the top of your head, but it was one of the few subtle public affections he only gives you that night. kei bites on your dessert, glancing at you as a small way of expressing his gratitude.

"okay," hinata throws another pack of chips on the futon, bouncing lightly. "who's most likely to become a parent in the next 10 years?"

majority seemed to point at daichi and sugawara. they both gasp.

"why us?"

"you parent all of us!"

"we wouldn't have to if you all acted like you were properly disciplined," daichi says, eating a chip from koshi's hand. you missed the way the tips of his ears blushed.

"i think tsukishima here would be a dad first," tanaka teases. he cranes his leg and kicks his shin jovially. "eh? since you're the first one here to get a girlfriend out of all of us."

your cheeks flush, burning when kei gives you a quick glance before shrugging. nonetheless you shrug, placing your hands behind you to lean back. "i think kageyama would be a dad first."

ennoshita snorts. "i caught him talking to a girl the other day."

"he peed himself," hinata quips. "he was asking for his pen back, i'm pretty sure he'd be asking for his dignity back, too."

"fuck off, dumbass."

"i bet a thousand yen on kageyama being the first one to be a dad!" noya slams his fist, rattling the snacks on the futon. tsukishima scoffs, however ignored by the others as they buzz in excitement. "anyone on tsukishima?"

"me and yachi," yamaguchi raises his hand, lifting hitoka's. hinata joins them.

"what about me?" daichi points to himself. "i could be the first one to be a dad. i'm your senior!"

"a thousand yen on daddy daichi!"

"noya, you can't switch your bet!" tanaka yells. "stick to kageyama. i'm going with sawamura-san."

they look at you. "oh, i'm not joining."

"i am," tsukishima says. "i'm on daddy kageyama." he winks.

"please don't lose this bet," hinata pleads to his setter, hands clasped. "i don't want to lose a thousand yen. keep it in your pants."

"shut up, hinata!"

later that night, when everyone had laughed their way to sleep, you and tsukishima silently snuck out the dark gymnasium and into the open night sky, walking towards the football field and laying down in the middle of it, damp grass tickling your backs.

"seriously though, who do you think would be a dad first?" you ask him, craning your neck to the side to look at him. tsukishima was already looking at you, glasses askew, his eyebrows raised just the slighest.

"kageyama wouldn't get a girl pregnant until he's forty." he jests. "me though..."

his tone is playful, the way his shoulders come up to a shrug. you wheeze out and laugh, clutching your chest, even though it made you blush deeply. he only wrinkles his nose at you, but his smile reaches to his eyes. "i doubt, kei. i think daichi would be first."

"why didn't you say it?"

"you being their answer caught me off guard!" you argue, hands in the air. "whaddya think, though? should we let them win this?"

"i'm kinda surprised they think kageyama would be the first to be a dad considering he literally eye fucks a volleyball," he pokes your cheek. "i don't want to let them win though."

you pat his head. "don't knock me up until we're 41, 'kay?"

tsukishima got you pregnant at 27.

and while you were both elated at the sight of two lines at a cheap stick, it was soon dropped at the realization that you (technically he did) had let them won one of the bets.

("keep it inside you until you're forty!"

"i can't fucking do that, smartass.")

you both hoped that they'd long forgotten the 11 year bet, that the minute they stepped through the door, everyone would gasp at the sight of your growing belly and coo at the thought of little blondes running around your home and into their arms.

much to your dismay, it was the first thing they brought up.

"a thousand yen!" hinata exclaims, his hand already out to accept their cash.

they immediately hand out their cash in his palm before scurrying up to awe at your belly, all bent to face it. you place your hands on top, tsukishima splaying his fingers protectively on your hip.

"it's so big!"

"honey, don't say that," shimizu swats tanaka on his head.

yachi takes your hand in both hers, shaking in excitement. "how far long?!"

you smile. "four months."

kageyama, with hinata under his arm, approaches you with a grin so condescending. "i'm going to bully your child to death," he tells kei.

"i'm going to bully you to death, virgin boy."

"i- i am not a virgin!"

the rest of the evening was spent gawping at your belly. you'd only allowed asahi, daichi, hinata, yachi, shimizu, and the godfather yamaguchi to touch your stomach.

(yamaguchi had fainted when kei announced he'd be the godfather).

and while everyone else were occupied at the sport playing on the tv, you rest your back on kei's chest, body between his legs, laced fingers on top of your stomach. it felt like the sleepover back then; and you're too emotionally over the edge that it sends an overwhelming tear on your eyes.

tsukishima cranes his neck to look down at you and wipes your tear, pushing your hair behind you. "why you crying, love?"

"nothing," you sniffle, snuggling deeper into him. though he seemed to have read your mind, and placed a warm kiss on your temple.

"hey," nishinoya stands up, tanned arms stretching. "i bet a thousand yen little tsukishima here is a boy."

you and tsukishima yell at him to stop.

but 8 out of 15 voted for a girl (ennoshita, sugawara, yachi, shimizu, yamaguchi, you, tsukishima)

7 of those voted for a boy and strictly told tsukishima to train him to play volleyball.

those 7 players paid outside the delivery room when tsukishima came out with a babygirl in his hands, telling everyone that she was hoshi, who had his eyes and hair, but had your smile that he loved and adored.

[karasuno-planet]

Hallo😆 how about some of the karasnuno boys when they have a crush headcanons?? If u don't wanna do multiple characters, that's ok!! I'd love kageyama headcanons!!

Karasuno boys having a crush HCs <3

includes: Kageyama, Tsukishima, Nishinoya, Daichi

a/n: YESSSS TY FOR THE REQUEST and here's some cutesy hcs to fluff u up !!

Kageyama Tobio:

he would avidly deny it but he is suuuuch a blusher, he just turns pink at the slightest things

acts totally cool, but everyone on the team notices his sets are faster when you're at a game

if you help him with his homework suddenly he seems locked in, until you look up at him and realize he's sneaking looks at you

even with your help his grades do not improve im sorry

totally checks you out with the full look up and down without realizing he's doing it

thinks he's really slick but the entire team knows about his crush

would try to smile at you but give you the creepy grimace by accident 😭

if you asked him to work out with you he would push himself wayyy too hard to impress you, probably gets yelled at by Ukai at the next practice

makes extreme effort to give compliments, gets coaching from his sister

GIFT GIVING- always little things like a drink from the vending machine

regardless of your skill or lack of skill at volleyball he would ask you to throw to him or hit his sets

"Why are you always looking at my hands?" swbfvouyqwrbefnh

Tsukishima Kei:

struggles to not just avoid you like the plague when he gets a crush

wants you to come to games but would never ask you, if you do show up he would play way harder

he's actually kinda good about being discreet about it, but yamaguchi definitely knows and encourages him to confess

always fiddling with a pen in his hand when he talks to you in class

"Do you think I should grow my hair a little longer?" "Why? Do you think y/n would like it??" "Shut up."

has a nervous compulsion to push up his glasses

makes playlists about you that he would only share after like yearsss of a relationship with you

low-key gives you sass and would love it if you reciprocated that. and that's def not the only thing he wants you to reciprocate.

if you were in his advanced classes he would kind of initiate an academic rivals thing, but if you weren't he would offer you help with your classes.

chat should I write a tsukki academic rival fic?? edit- the fic has been made <3 find it here!

Nishinoya Yu!

he's a bold mfer but a little shy when you give him any attention in return

would ask your favorite color just to show up at school the next day with this blond streak dyed whatever color you say

tanaka knows. he fs knows. and they avidly abuse the word rizz.

noya is a little embarrassed that he's a pervert when he has a serious crush 💀

makes nicknames for you

would ask you to come to games to watch him play, and smile at you when he made an impressive save

stands up really straight when you're around to make himself a little taller

goes absolutely crazy if you compliment him. happiest boy alive.

"You should call me Noya-Kun"

figures out what kind of music you listen to and then posts stories with it

will "jokingly" flirt with you

"wait, did that make you nervous..? If I didn't know better it might seem like you like me...!! oooooOoooooo"

Daichi Sawamura:

CLASSIC HIGH SCHOOL BOYFRIEND

he's got that promposal planned

would love for you to come to games and would give you his jersey

is honestly shameless about having a crush, and if it went on for long enough without anything happening between you he might just casually confess

rubs the back of his neck when you talks to you

he kinda speaks quieter/softer when he's alone with you

keeps his crush kinda quiet but definitely tells people he's close with, this makes Asahi act particularly nervous around you because he's scared of giving you a bad impression!

is very protective of you but not in an obnoxious way

always offering to walk you home

typical movie-star smiles at you all the time

takes notice of you and compliments you really genuinely

"Did you do your makeup today? It looks great."

[masterlist]

[spooky-bunnys]

I have this angsty haikyuu request if you’re alright with writing it

So (name) has a crush on Ryu but the problem is that Ryu doesn’t return the feelings for (name) instead Ryu has his heart set on kiyoko which would send (name) in a unrequited love situation and trying to forget and get rid of his feelings for Ryu even though it pains him to see Ryu being happy with someone else. (name) knows he and Tanaka would never be together he struggles with dealing with it

The sound of volleyballs hitting the gym floor filled the gym. Sugawara frowned softly at site of his oldest friend looking so upset. (Name) had asked Tanaka if he wanted to hang out after practice, unfortunately he was ignored again.

Sugawara slowly placed a hand on his shoulder. "Why do you keep doing this to yourself?" (Name) didn't answer, just stared as the male he's grown to love, chase after the other manager. (Name)'s heart breaking more and more. He'd grown to love the rowdy male with everything he has.

Sugawara sighed and softly grabbed (Name)'s arm. Pulling him away slowly. Trying to get him away from the scene. Most of the other players watched in pity. Except Tsukishima who huffed and rolled his eyes. He was gettig sick of tired of the situation. Everyone knew how (Name) felt about Tanaka. Well everyone except Tanaka apparently.

He was tired of seeing this everyday. So when practice finished Tsukishima made his way over to where (Name) was picking up the volleyballs. "Why do you keep chasing that idiot? We all know he doesn’t like you back. So why? Why keep trying when you know you won't succeed?" (Name) dropped the volleyball and stared at him.

(Name) opened and closed his mouth a few times, but didn't say anything. He turned and looked at the said male who was chasing after Kiyoko. Yet again. (Name) sighed and looked back at the male in front of him. "I don't know. I've liked him for so long. I honestly don't know."

Tsukishima sighed. "Well find someone else to fawn over then. I'm tired of seeing this everyday. Just move on already." (Name) flinched and looked down. Playing with his shirt. "Move on to who? Nobody would want to be with me." Tsukishima frowned more before sighing. "I-I like you."

(Name) froze. Had he heard that right? "What?" "I said, I like you idiot." (Name) looked so confused. "Why?" Tsukishima blushed and looked away. "I just do!" (Name) frowned. "That isn't an answer Tsukishima." Tsukishima clicked his tounge and took a deep breath. "Y-You're a good guy." (Name) held his breath. "You're always helping the idiots. You don't give up on them, even if others tell you to."

"You always have a smile and you always make my day better. You've helped me find a reason to enjoy volleyball. You make me enjoy playing and you make me not want to give up." (Name)'s eyes filled with tears. By now the whole gym was watching. Tsukishima pulled (Name) into a hug, and whispered into his ear. "So give me a chance please?"

~

Its been a month since (Name) and Tsukishima got together. Almost everyone was happy for them. Well everyone except Tanaka.

As a laughing (Name) entered the gym, Tsukishima followed behind him. An arm wrapped around his waist and a soft smile on his face. Sugawara entered behind the two clutching his sides. The other third and first years followed through. The second years had already been in the gym. It looked like they were having a great time.

So why does Tanaka's heart hurt so much seeing how happy his is? Noya raced towards the new happy couple. Jumping around the two. Momentarily frightening (Name) who stumbled back into his boyfriend. Sugawara started laughing again along with everyone else. Tanaka couldn't move his eyes fro the scene.

When was the last time (Name) even talked to him? Much less even looked in his direction. Tanaka frowned. Grabbing at the shirt were his heart was. His chest ached at the scene. Tanaka went to talk to (Name), but was interupted when his uncle grabbed (Name) by the back of his shirt.

Kenshin gave Tsukishima a look to release his nephew. Which he reluctantly did, not wanting to run laps. Like he had to do last time he refused to give up his boyfriend. (Name) laughed at his boyfriends pouting face. He was so glad he gave the taller male a chance. He was so happy, the most happiest he's ever been.

Tanaka watched the scene with pain filled eyes. Ennoshita gripped his shoulder softly. "I kept telling you to stop ignoring him, and to give him a chance. Look where that got you. Kiyoko is dating Yachi. (Name) got with Tsukishima. This was your own fault you know." Then Ennoshita made his way over to the group and ruffled (Name)'s hair. Earning a groan and pout from the said male.

Tanaka thought for a moment. If he had given (Name) a chance, could he had made him this happy? Would (Name) still light up the gym with his smile and laugh? Tanaka's frowned deepened and he looke away from the scene. He should be happy, so why is he so sad and hurt?

[13a07s]

You Deserve Better

(Asahi Azumane)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to azuriota]

Requested by: Yours Truly

Word Count: 3,561

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Mental Health

Anxiety

Mental Breakdown

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     The teddy bear energy that radiates off my boyfriend filters into my club room before the sight of the man is present. The other members of the band can sense it too, soft snickers being sent my way, a few soft teases mixed in.

     "Honey, are you in here?" Asahi's voice quickly joins the joking, a soft knock on the club room door ringing out.

     "Hey," I greet, sending him a reassuring smile. Some of the anxiety melts from his face, his smile cementing a bit more. "How was practice?" I ask, quickly - but carefully - putting my things into my cubby.

     "Tiring," Asahi answers, his focus on slowly working his way into the room, making sure not to bump into or break any of the instruments or parts littered around the room. "Noya tried his rolling thunder move again which used to not be a big deal but this one time - "

     "This one time, at band practice." The volume of the room explodes, every member piping up with the well-known quote.

     Asahi nervously laughs, awkwardly standing behind me. "I don't know what that means."

     "It's a quote from American Pie," I fill in the gaps for him, settling on the carpeted floor so I can pull my band shoes off and slip my day-to-day shoes on. "Anyway, rolling thunder is a big deal now, why?"

     "He... uh... tripped Tanaka and Coach band the move for a while," he finishes his statement, nervous hands toying with my hair before he scares himself into stopping the soft touches.

     Once my shoes are on, I jump onto my feet, tugging my school bag out of its place before turning around. "Ready?" I ask, situating the strap comfortably on myself.

"Ya," he murmurs, eyeing me for a second before his head snaps away, a soft pink slithering across his cheeks.

I smile to myself, enjoying Asahi's easiness to embarrassment as I make my way out of the room, saying goodbye and waving to a few of the other members. He follows after me, trudging around like a shy Great Dane, worried about knocking something over with its wagging tail.

He eases up when we get outside of the club room, an audible sigh leaving him as his shoulders relax. Once I'm sure Asahi is fully relaxed - or at least as relaxed as his nerves will ever allow - I slide my hand around his arm, my fingertips clinging to his bicep. "You have a game tomorrow, right?" I ask, glancing up at him before I lead us forward.

"Ya, well, a practice match," he stumbles out, happily letting me take the lead as I direct us down the stairs and away from the club rooms.

"That's like a 'fake' game, right? No actual reward for winning? Just some in-game practice?"

"Ya," he sighs, voice a bit airy as he trudges along beside me. I don't have to glance to know what his face looks like. His cheeks are pink, like always, eyes soft and pretty much stamped with hearts as he stares at me.

Asahi is an easy man to love. It doesn't take much to make him happy. Get along with his friends, take an interest in volleyball and his fashion knowledge, and listen when he talks. That's the whole groundwork for making him feel cared for. His anxiety is a harder part to care for, but even that can be pretty easy. For the most part, he just needs reassurance.

"Um... since tomorrow is Saturday and it's against Nekoma I probably won't be available most of the day," he rushes out, his free arm jerking to the side so he can lay his hand on top of mine.

"That's alright. Practice is important," I tell him, knocking my head back so I can look up at him. I squeeze his arm as I send him a smile, hoping it'll help calm down any thoughts starting to brew in his mind. "Plus we have a band meeting tomorrow to discuss the upcoming school club presentations. I'll pop my head into the gym to say hello and see a few of your spikes. Maybe I'll even get spoiled and get to see you serve."

That does the trick, Asahi's muscles relaxing again under my soft reassurance. "I don't know if I'll play as good with you watching."

"I went to all your official games last year and you played fine," I remind him, leading the two of us out of the school gates and off school property.

"Ya, you did," he mutters, a weary smile on his face as his hand messes with the bun his hair is tied in. "Anyway, I just brought it up 'cause... well... um... since I'll busy most of tomorrow and usually we... you know... Saturdays are kind of our day to spend... together. I was just... I want to - "

"Asahi?" I interpret, my footsteps falling to a stop, his quickly ending too.

"Ya, Hon?" He mutters, looking down at me, a bit of curiosity coating his face. It's nice to see something other than worry or anxiety painting his features.

I turn to the side, my head tilted and the side of my body pressed into his arm so I can look up at Asahi better. "Since you're going to be busy all day tomorrow, could we get dinner tonight instead?"

I can see my question working its way into his thoughts, a slow smile growing on his lips as he processes my words. "Of course, I'd like that," he mutters, pink quickly joining the huge grin on his face.

I jump up to my tippy toes, plopping a kiss on his cheek before I settle flat on my feet again. An excited peep spills from him, one that I don't acknowledge so he doesn't get self-conscious about it. Instead, I start our footsteps again, making our way down the street, toward the neighborhood we live in.

Our walk is quiet and soothing for a few moments. The sun setting, the soft final chirps of the birds, the slow melting of the stars into the sky. Even the long shadows starting to form on the road bring a different kind of comfortable beauty.

"Honey?" Asahi calls, pulling my attention away from the soft admiration I was giving our walk. I let out a hum, once again tilting my head back to look up at him. "I don't think there's anything open this late. I'm sorry."

"The Sakanoshita Market should be open, right?"

The smile that's always on his face drops away, a soft frown replacing his pearly grin. "I'm not taking you to a convenience store for dinner, Hon."

"Why not? As long as we get to eat together, I don't care where we go to dinner. Sakanoshita is fine, it's open, and it's on the way home. Seems perfect to me," I mutter, shrugging my shoulders once I'm done talking.

A big part of Asahi's anxieties surrounding our relationship is his insecurities and worries I'm going to leave. The biggest root of that issue is money. He's always worried he's not living up to or offering enough of the glamour he believes a boyfriend should offer his girlfriend. No matter how many times I tell him I don't care and that material love is something I don't need, it never seems to sink in.

     He sucks in his cheek, nibbling on it as he thinks my statement over. "You deserve better than Sakanoshita," Asahi whispers, looking anywhere but me.

"They have the best rice balls I've ever had. I'm excited to have them for dinner," I try to soothe, leaning against the ace as we walk. Silence falls between us again, Asahi buried in his thoughts, and me buried away too, thinking of ways to make him feel better.

Why can't he see I'm happy with anything as long as it's the two of us together? We could get cheap ramen cups and heat them in the microwave at one of the houses and I'd be happy because we're eating together. I wish he could see that. I wish he'd believe me when I tell him that.

It's not long until the hill leading down to the Sakanoshita Market comes into view. Instinctually, Asahi shakes my hold off his arm before slithering it around my back, clinging to my hip so I don't stumble on the decline and fall.

My hand slides across his back too, crawling across the material of his white practice shirt. My fingers ball up some of the material, holding onto it instead of the stretch waistband of his shorts. "You deserve better than Sakanoshita," Asahi repeats, his grip tightening before it evens out again.

     "Sakanoshita is perfect, just like you're perfect," I mutter back, laying my head against him.

      "I'm glad you think so," he sighs, pulling away from me when we get to the bottom of the hill. Asahi is too deep in his self-doubt for me to drag him out of it. I decide to leave it be, wanting to fill our quick dinner with admiration before we're apart for the weekend. Sometimes showering him in love is enough to get his mind off its negative track; hopefully, this is one of those times.

     His body stiffens the closer we get to the store's door, but he still holds it open for me, letting me walk in first. "Thank you," I mutter, smiling at him as I walk past.

     "You deserve so much better," he whispers under his breath, but I still pick up on it. I leave it be, focusing on the way Asahi's hand settles on the small of my back, leading me around his coach's shop. Why can't he see that these little moments are all I need? I wish he could see himself through my eyes.

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     Click. Click. Click.

     The repeated sound pulls my droopy eyes open, making me fight off the sleep trying to envelop my body. 

     Click. Click. Click.

     The sound comes again, lulling my body into rolling over, feet to the freezing floorboards as I push myself into a stand. My hands jump to my face, rubbing my eyes as I make my way over to the window.

     Click. Click. Click.

     My eyes catch on the hand shifting in front of my window, a silver class ring wrapped around one of the fingers. I shake my head, a smile already forming on my face as I make my way to the window. As the hand goes to click against the window again, I slide it open. "Asahi?" I whisper, sticking my head out of the opening.

"Hey, Honey," his airy greeting is whispered back. Asahi has climbed up and is now clinging to the trellis built across the side of the house. His face is ghostly white, nerves and his fear of heights very evident on his face. "I would appreciate an offer to come in now, please."

"Climb on through," I softly giggle, backing away from the window.

He quickly takes my offer, finishing the climb up the trellis before struggling to squeeze through my window. By the time Asahi does manage to wiggle his way into my room, his cheeks are red instead of the sickly white they were before. "That climb never gets easier," he mutters, wiping his hands across his clothes.

"You know, if you would text me and ask to sneak in instead of just showing up you'd be able to use the door," I tease, eagerly moving forward to wrap my arms around his waist. Instantly - like always - my head rests against his chest, enjoying the warmth spilling off of my boyfriend despite the chilly night and the fact that he just spent the past ten minutes outside.

"I did text you," Asahi peeps out, his strong arms wrapping around me as well, one of his big hands rubbing across my back as the other rests against my waist. "You didn't answer so I figured you were asleep but I wanted to see you so I took my chances on knocking on your window and I probably shouldn't have done that but - "

"- but it worked out so everything is fine," I interpret, rubbing my nose against his chest.

     Asahi lets out a deep exhale, his body loosening with the sigh. Both his hands start rubbing across my back, warming it up as the big ball of worry lowers to rest his cheek on top of my head. "You're wearing my shirt," he mutters, balling up the material for a second before he goes back to softly massaging me.

     "I wear it to bed, you know that," I tease, tilting my head so my chin is resting against his chest instead of my face.

     "Well, I just..." his cheeks are quickly heating up, his deep brown eyes jumping between my face and the shirt hanging on my body. "I know you wear it when you spend the night. I just... I didn't think... you wore it any other time."

     "I wear it every night. Speaking of which, it doesn't smell like you anymore so I'll need another one," I babble, pulling out of our embrace. My hand falls to wrap around Asahi's wrist, tugging him along after me as I head back to my bed.

     "Okay," he murmurs lightly, a bit airy from the realization. He happily follows after me, standing next to the bed as I sit on the edge of it. Once I'm settled, I tug the shirt I'm wearing off, dropping it to the floor once I'm free from it. "Honey. Darling. Um... I... I'm not... feeling that... right now," he stumbles over his words, his blush darkening even more as he flickers between looking at me and the ceiling. "Not that I don't find you attractive or that I don't want you in that way. I just - "

     "I want your shirt," I mutter, leaning forward to tap a finger against his chest.

     "Oh," he breathes out, some of the heat on his face melting away as a soft smile replaces his nervousness. "I do think you're pretty, by the way," Asahi's ramble starts again, his hands falling to tug his shirt up. "And you are very... sexually attractive to me but... um... I just... I want to just lay with you. You know, since I don't... I don't get to do that tomorrow."

"Asahi," I coo, taking the shirt he's holding out to me. "I wanted your shirt and I want to lay with you too. I'm not going to feel less attractive because you're not horny. It's okay," I continue to coo, tugging his shirt on. Once I'm clothed, I crawl further into my bed, lying down when I'm comfortable again. "Come here," I mutter, patting the spot next to me.

     He almost shoots forward, quickly kicking his shoes off as he climbs into the bed with me. Instead of lying next to me, Asahi situates himself on top of me. His head is on my stomach, an arm tucked under my left thigh, and resting my knee on his shoulder, with the rest of him lying on top of my other leg, and his free arm wrapped around my hips. Instantly he relaxes against me, taking a deep breath before slowly letting it out.

     I feel folded like a pretzel and I know I won't be able to sleep in a position like this. I don't mind though since it'll help Asahi rest, since it'll help his mind quiet down. My hands fall to his hair, carefully taking out the elastic band keeping the strands trapped in the bun he usually wears.

My fingers slide through the shaded brown color of his hair, carefully working out the knots it's made throughout the day. I start softly humming too, hoping to fill his mind before negative thoughts have the chance to.

"You deserve better," Asahi mutters against my stomach, tightening his arms around me. My knee pops from the movement, making his arms go limp and his lips press desperate apologetic kisses into my belly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that," he rushes out between spilled kisses.

"You're fine," I coo, shifting my legs a bit to counter the uncomfortable cracking that just happened. "You didn't hurt me and I was more than happy with Sakanoshita."

     "I'm not just talking about Sakanoshita," Asahi whispers, his hand shifting down from my thigh to my knee, gently massaging it. "You deserve better than me, Hon."

     My hands tighten on his hair, forcing his head to lift and tip backward. "Baby," I call, my tone a bit harsher than usual. "I love you. I'm with you. I want you. That makes you perfect."

     His eyes slide across my face before tumbling off of it, looking anywhere else that he can. "You deserve someone who can believe that, Honey. Someone that can buy you the world. Someone that's not always freaking out," Asahi mumbles, blinking quickly to try and stop his forming tears from spilling. It doesn't work, a few tear drops falling from his eyes.

     Quickly, my hands fall from his hair, cupping his cheeks to brush away his tears. "Baby," I hum, leaning forward to replace my fingertips with my lips. "It's okay that you don't always believe it. You can't help your mental illness. I'll tell you you're perfect a hundred times if that's what it takes to make your anxiety believe it, even if it's only for a second. I don't need you to buy me the world, I just need you to be a part of my world. As long as you tell me about your freakouts, I don't mind them either, okay?"

     "Okay," he murmurs, shifting his eyes back to my face. Asahi's face is pink again, this time because of his tears and not because of embarrassment. My reassuring has made him cry more, giving me fresh tears to kiss away. "I'm sorry, Hon. I wish... I just... I'm sorry that I'm like this."

     My lips tumble over his nose, littering pecked kisses across his skin. "You're perfect, just the way you are. I love you, Asahi. Every part of you. Good and bad."

     "I love you too, but you deserve better. So much better," he babbles, dipping his head to follow after my lips. "I'm sorry. You deserve a better man than me."

     "You're perfect, baby. You're just having a bad mental day and that's okay. I'm not going anywhere."

     "I know," he sighs, some of the tension leaving his body again. "You're so... good to me. So patient, so calm, so understanding. I don't deserve you. You don't deserve me. You deserve a guy better than me."

     I shake my head, letting my nose rub against his cheek as I disagree. "You are who I want. Isn't that what you're always worried about? Not being able to give me what I want? Well, I want you, so give me you." A soft sound leaves Asahi's lips, the majority of the sound still stuck in his chest. "Can you do that for me?"

"Of course," he rushes out, voice a bit airy from shock and probably a tad of disbelief. "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for," I mutter, tipping his head up so I can brush my lips against his. Asahi melts into the kiss, lips chapped but needily pressed against mine. His arms tighten around me again, and luckily, nothing creeks or cracks this time around. "You need to sleep baby," I whisper when we pull apart, staying close enough that our lips still brush against one another. "Your anxiety spikes when you're tired, it'll help."

When I lean back, Asahi melts into me again, resting his full weight against me as his muscles relax. "I don't deserve you," he hiccups into my stomach, pressing his head into me to try and bury himself further.

"Maybe not, but I want you," I softly sigh, twirling his hair around my fingertips again, not letting myself relax as well. I know we haven't beaten his anxiety for the night, not yet. "There's nothing else I want. All I want is you."

I can feel the hiccup he has, his chest bouncing against my leg as fresh tears coat the shirt I stole off his back, but I leave it be. I let my beautifully strong yet fragile man work his way out of his anxiety and worry. The whole time I stay put, twirling his hair, rubbing his back, massaging his shoulders, and whispering about all my love and admiration for him.

"You deserve better," he finally whispers, head turning to the side and voice raspy from crying. There's a hint of exhaustion buried in his raspy tone, the heaviness of his eyelids cutting off my view of Asahi's eyes. "I don't deserve you," he adds, the words barely stumbling out because of how quickly his need for sleep is taking over.

"You deserve everything you want," I coo, sliding a few loose strands out of his face before my fingers focus on drying his cheeks. "I'm worried I'm the one that doesn't deserve you." I don't get an answer, Asahi's too far gone in the cloudiness of sleep, but I don't mind. Unlike him, voicing my worries helps to loosen them. "You deserve better than me, baby."

[kairismess]

⋆⁺₊❅⋆ holiday headcanons event !!

day 6.2: under the mistletoe with yamaguchi 🌿

🍰 genre: fluff ~ ! ✒️ word count: 609 💭 summary: being under the mistletoe with yamaguchi 🌿 📣 thanks for requesting anon! if you'd like to request any other prompt for any other character, please refer to my holiday headcanons event and send me an ask!

"w-well, this is, uh... hah, it's... quite a surprise..." the freckled, olive-haired boy murmured with a smile, the corners of his lips shaking as you gazed up at him with widened eyes. he couldn't take his own eyes off you, not only because of how adorable you look so close to him, but because if he looked at his seniors' faces now, he just knew he'd be encouraged to carry on the mistletoe tradition, all for wanting to help you get more towels for the team after their practice.

nishinoya and tanaka were very supportive seniors, after all; they knew yamaguchi was a boy you found cute for quite a while, so they encouraged you not to be afraid, it's just a kiss, is all... right?

yamaguchi dared not to move as the team gathered around you both, with hinata not really sure of why yamaguchi was so reluctant to leave. tsukishima, as always, explained the tradition of being under the mistletoe to him and kageyama. "basically, yamaguchi needs to kiss them, or else..." "o-or else what? a ghost will remain in the closet?!" "or an evil spirit that will make us lose the next matches?!"

tsukishima found their ignorance regarding this tradition laughable. "no, actually, nothing will happen–apart from noya and tanaka most probably teasing yamaguchi about it, but oh well, so is life," the blonde explained, looking at yamaguchi with a straight face, while the latter was absolutely terrified.

"we... don't have to kiss if you don't want to, yamaguchi..." "i-it's not that, i-i... i... kind of don't mind y'know, i-i just... i'd like to... do it in private," the boy stuttered, getting shier and shier with every word he spoke. "o-only if you want to, of course!" yamaguchi stammered, awkwardly chuckling as you stared at him, making his brain go haywire.

you eventually agreed, and, closing the closet door–you leaned against yamaguchi; your hands gently wrapped around his, your eyes looking up into his own. "are you ready?" you asked him in a whisper. yamaguchi's entire face was like a strawberry right now, he was red and spotted with his darling freckles, but being in the dark made it hard for you to notice.

"i've... never actually kissed anyone else... s-so..." "that's okay," you reassure him, placing your hand on his cheek. "i'll show you..." you muttered, leaning closer to him. yamaguchi's eyes shone with adoration for you, and he nodded; you could tell in a way that this boy was excited for your kiss, even if it made him incredibly flustered.

with that, you pressed your lips against his softly, and against your kiss, he let out a soft noise–a noise letting you know that this kiss... was more than he could ever ask for, was perfect, beyond perfect.

after the kiss, nishinoya, tanaka, and surprisingly, sugawara were frustrated they didn't get to see you kiss. sugawara was late to the party and didn't even know you two were in the closet kissing for a short while until ennoshita gave him a rundown of the events at hand; of course, mama sugawara is very supportive of his children's romantic affairs, so long as it was contained.

"so... how'd it go?" the gray haired senior asked you both, with you smiling and holding yamaguchi's hand, leaning your head against his shoulder, making the boy jolt up and get red all over again. "...was perfect..." yamaguchi mumbled out, melting into a puddle in his mind as you made him feel all giddy, with butterflies in his chest at the feeling and realization that he kissed you–or more like, you kissed him, and it couldn't be any better.

[kimbapisnotsushi]

hey all i know a lot of us aren't on twt so here's a post of info from the translated material very kindly given to us by @TrianaNero. first we're starting with info from a bonus volume given to people going to the movie, in which furudate is interviewed about the characters!! some of the questions aren't really necessary to know, some are, and some i think are just funny, which is why there's a mix of them! find the full thread here, of which i directly quoted

kenma is STILL having trouble choosing a fave game BUT apparently his first game was mario kart 64!!

lev's weirdest nickname he received from the upperclassmen is "flora-san", which is (and this is a direct quote) "to honor lev's commendable gut flora that helps him always have good bowel movements" (LMAAAAAO I'M CRYING)

taketora's mohawk came from copying an italian player during his first year

okay i HAVE to include the question in this one because the question was "i admire how considerate and serene kai always is, how can i also become like that?" and the answer is. "face death once". ????? kai??? are you okay???

a "lame pun" that fukunaga likes is "happiceive" LMAO

other than racing each other, inuoka and hinata compete in who can eat fish the cleanest

THIS ONE IS ABOUT SHIBAYAMA MY BOY anyways the question was "nishinoya taught shibayama how to keep calm -- did he manage that?" and the answer was "i'm sure he still has a long way to go" so. it's a work in progress i guess (poor shibayama . . . )

"teshiro and tsukishima both try to avoid noisy places when eating or taking a break and because of that sometimes end up near each other" (this is SO cute i'm crying)

apparently the player that impressed akane the most at the tournament was atsumu?? girl you can do better

"what does alisa consider cool about her brother" "everything" STOP IT RIGHT NOW MY HEART

coach nekomata's favorite alcohol is "sake (the bitter kind)"

IUGASDAD LMNGAAAO ON THE OTHER HAND NAOI GETS "HALF-DRUNK "HALF INTOXICATED" FROM TWO GLASSES OF BEER (and his face turns red at one!)

furudate says that fukunaga was the hardest to draw "because i feel pressured to come up with interesting lines for him"

he also says that he'd be friends with yamamoto if he was on nekoma, because "once you get close to him, you become really good friends pretty easily"

the "we are the blood" speech was something kuroo and the others wanted to "come up with something original for the team" in their second year!! (i think for when they would become third years, according to the post)

AYUDSFBTFDKAS WE HAVE CAT MASCOTS!!! apparently they're all crossbreeds except lev and inuoka (i don't know enough about animals or cats to know what that means) kenma: calico kuroo: black cat yamamoto: orange tabby (@kanoyachi says that he's not neutered in that illustration of them which i have not seen?? do with that what you will) yaku: grey tabby kai: tortoiseshell cat fukunaga: bicolor cat inuoka: maine coon (I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS) lev: russian blue shibayama: tuxedo cat (SOBBING) teshiro: white cat

never mind i have since been sent that image. what the fuck

uhhh okay i don't entirely get what this one means but Q: Share a secret about Nekoma A: It's not Hanako-san in the toilet, it's Suzuki-san

the full lyrics of hinata's toilet song: "Toi-toi-toilet! Toile-let! Whoam I! The guy! Who'll become the ace! Fly fly a 100 meters! Go go 10k km! And befo-ore tha-at--" (repeat from beginning)

the reason why kageyama is concerned that animals don't like him: "when i was in elementary school, a toy poodle from the neighborhood who'd show his belly to anyone always kept barking at me for some reason"

the only times daichi was angrier than when kageyama and hinata fought was when noya and tanaka "wrestled and broke some equipment". and also when they "tried to race a car while running". apparently they ignored the first warning both times

IUAHFDOS FURUDATE GOT ASKED WHETHER SUGA OR FUKUNAGA WAS FUNNIER AND THE ANSWER WAS "i think it depends on the person. for kenma it's fukunaga"

asahi's favorite animal is "whichever doesn't bite"

Q: How to become as mentally strong/solid as Nishinoya? A: Do everything you're scared of

Q: Tanaka said he gets down in the dumps about once in 6 months, what caused that before? A: When he couldn't spike or serve or pass properly, be that practice or official matches

tsukishima likes shortcakes bc "he used to be rewarded with them for getting his vaccine shots" . . .

apparently yamaguchi likes soggy fries because "they have a very pronounced taste". whatever the hell that means??

Q: What was Yachi's most pessmistic episode up until now? A: When she got an award of excellence at a crime prevention poster competition in middle school. She feared that other people'd be like "why did they choose this", "there's clearly better submissions" (YACHI YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS)

Q: I like Takeda-sensei's "Chaaah!" when he drinks. What other sounds does he make? A: "Okkaree"

ukai got healthy eating habits from a book where he read that your muscles break down if you don't get all the nutrients you need, "and that gave him a really good scare"

Q: Who'd you be best friends with on Karasuno? A: Azumane. Peace.

so apparently a secret about karasuno is that they used to share the club room with a mountain climbing club which "disappeared" (??? i'm assuming that means disbanded it just sounds so ominous) and so they "ended up with quite a big room"

furudate uses a bird-person as his avatar because "i like birds and apparently i remind some people of a bird"

Q: What was the idea behind the recent bonus chapter? A: I wanted to include how nekoma realized it was useless to dive after that ball but they simply couldn't help it in the main manga—but it ruined the flow a little, so i took it out, and then I wanted to include it here.

(STOP IT I'M CRYING YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT COUL;D HAVE BEEN IN THE SERIES???)

HJKSDFGBJKSFD LMAAAAO during furudate's research process he took pics of the players and the seated fans during the match and received suspicious looks for it. and ended that question with "I'm sorry for acting suspiciously" and that's that!!! WHEW that was a doozy. i'll make another post describing some illustrations from the same thread, and one covering the magazine digest thread, so keep an eye out for that as well!! thanks for joing me!!!

[gojot-t]

also 👉👈

can i make another order for being locked together with kageyama? (again, its completely all right if not!)

id love to have “Is this okay?” “Yeah, that— that’s okay. Please— keep going.” for the topping

(im sorry for all the bothering, you dont have to do these if you dont want to)

from the valentine's day event! ⊹ ࣪ ˖

kageyama + being locked together + “Is this okay?” “Yeah, that— that’s okay. Please— keep going.”

cw/tags: tanaka and noya being questionable wingmans, gn!neutral reader and making out :o

If someone said to you 30 min ago that you would be locked together in the small, small broom room with Kageyama, you would laugh in their faces. But it seems that life has a funny way of working because that's the exact situation you find yourself in.

See, you're not some kind of genius or clairvoyant to know why things happen, but if Noya and Tanaka’s malicious laugh that you managed to hear before a body was basically thrown against yours and everything went dark would serve as a clue, then you think you have an idea.

“Hm… S-so...” Oh yes. The main problem at the moment. For more than one reason, actually.

"Don't worry, Kageyama-san. I'm sure that someone sooner or later will get us out of here... hahah... I hope…” It's not like you thought this was the worst situation in the world, on the contrary, you slept imagining your dear freshman, who you may or may not have a crush on, doing the famous kabedon on you at least three nights, the only difference is that well... not in the tiny broom closet.

Oh, here's another hint as to why this may happe- “S-Senpai... Please stop moving so much.."

“Ah! Sorry, Kageyama-san!” You try to make your body more upright, but you only end up headbutting his chin. “S-Sorry!!" You squirm even more, and his hand, which was on the side of your head, moves to squeeze your waist. You don't know if this is the heaven's blessing or punishing you.

“Ahg… Senpai!” He kind of made a weird sound now... When you look at him, the sliver of light passing through the door illuminates his face so red that you worry. Ignoring how handsome he looks at this angle, you focus on desperately cursing the two idiots who put you in this situation in the first place. If before you thought he hated you, now you are sure.

You've never been close to the youngest, even though he's never left your mind since he saved you from getting hit in the face in front of the entire volleyball team, you're sure he doesn't feel the same. Every time you tried to talk to him about something, he would just stare at you with a red face before walking away.

It must be because of your feelings, he probably feels uncomfortable being around you. You were sure you're discreet, but apparently it was pretty obvious, if even the two goofballs found out even though you never talked to them about it.

"Sorry, Kageyama-san... You must be hating this.”

“E-Eh? No! Ah- I mean, no… I just never did this before…” He takes a deep breath and looks at you before continuing to speak. "Look, I have been trying to tell you this… That… I really-”

“It’s fine, Kageyama-san, I get it. You hate me, right? It's totally fine, you don't have to force yourself to-”

“W-what?? No! Just listen to me a bit-”

“It's okay! Really! Totally fine and-”

You're interrupted by him holding your face firmly in his hands, eyes looking so serious and desperate that you don't have the courage to say anything else. Wait... His face has always been so close to yours?!

“I've been trying to tell you this…” His lips whisper just above yours, eyes fixed on you as if asking for permission. There's only a second of silence where neither of you move before your lips meet his at the same time.

Like a moment of epiphany, your body seems to fly and the only thing holding you to the ground is his hands on your body. Even if the kiss was a mess of teeth and tongue, you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. His hand on your face moves back to your waist and hugs you closer to him.

You wrap your arms around his neck and end up accidentally biting his lip slightly. “Ahg, Senpai…”

“Tobio..." You only pull away when you're completely out of breath. You stare at each other for a moment with wide eyes before kissing again. The movements that were once desperate and frantic are now slow and steady, trying to hold on to every second of the moment.

You part with his lips and move to his neck, giving it a light kiss before lightly grazing your teeth against the skin there.

“Tobio… Is this okay?”

“Yeah, that— that’s okay. Please— keep going.”

You knew that when you got home, you would scream into your pillow thinking about where you got the courage to do this, but at the moment, your mind could only think about him, his lips, his touch.

Your lips suck at the skin just enough to form a shy red, and your tongue soothes the irritated skin when you pull away.

When you lift your face to kiss him again, the door is suddenly opened.

“RIGHT!! the two lovebirds had their time~ ARGHH! What is this vulgar scene?!?!! Noya-san, close your eyes!!”

You really feel like killing these two.

a/n: don't worry anon, you could never bother! actually, I had a lot of fun writing this, even though it was my first time writing a kissing scene. I hope I did well. I hope you liked it! ♡ btw, im working on your tsukishima order too^^

[nowoyas]

koi no yokan 19: make it to dinner (nishinoya yuu/reader)

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A/N: note the date for the next update--I'll be out of town next saturday so next update will be on friday, the 25th. I've been building a proper obsidian vault for this fic and it's doing wonders, honestly, even if my drafting has slowed while I take the time to collect all my planning info for this fic in one spot. it's actually possible that, given time, I might be able to tell you how many chapters this fic is supposed to have NOT within three chapters of the ending. that would be neat.

Summary: You attend your final follow-up appointment before the training camp. Your time at the Nishinoya household comes to a close.

Warnings and tags: blanket series warnings, light emetophobia (non-explicit), child neglect

Words: 5100+

Two days before you're meant to leave for the training camp, you show up to practice two hours late with a popsicle hanging out of your mouth and two more boxes for the club to share. Unfortunately, your lateness isn't something you can teasingly blame Noya for—you spent the morning sitting in the doctor's office, legs swinging off the edge of the examination table as you waited alone.

Last time you went to the doctor, you'd taken the bus there alone in a mask with a barf bag in a death grip in both hands. You'd had to leave a note for your father next to the front door that'd said sick with flu, please don't wake me up, and it hadn't moved when you finally made it downstairs after two days of throwing up every hour on the dot like some sort of fucked up nightmare cuckoo clock. No matter what the doctor said this time, the memory leaves you melancholy—this time, Noya's grandfather waited for you, ruffled your hair and offered popsicles when you told him the news.

It feels nice to know someone's in the waiting room for you.

The melancholy had lingered until you crashed practice on Takeda's blessing, in exchange for a copy of the concussion protocol the doctor had sent you on with. Outside, you bask in the sunlight and the still relatively cool ambient temperature of the day, hoping maybe the sun and watching the guys bicker like a flock of seagulls with a single french fry between them will bring your mood up.

"Thanks for the popsicles, [name]-san!" Tanaka says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You affect a smile. "Nah, don't thank me. Jii-chan suggested it and paid for it. I'm just the delivery girl."

A warm presence at your side. You lean into Noya a little, let your shoulder press into his. "Marry me."

You're growing too comfortable with him, you think. You've ended up the same way every night for almost a week: dinner with the family, getting ready for bed (finally able to lay out your futon without help), and then falling asleep in Noya's arms. Occasionally, Soba would join in, and you wake up to purring and a sweet ball of fluff and love having wormed her way into the space between yours and Noya's overheating bodies or otherwise pressing her head insistently into your hand. In his futon, in your futon. Just together, close enough that you're not convinced you wouldn't be able to know him from the feeling of his shoulders or his back alone.

"Nine hundred and five. I just said it was your grandfather whose idea it was and who paid for it, so I don't know why you're asking me, though."

"You're finally calling him Jii-chan," he grins. "He know that? He's been insisting on it all week."

"Shut up."

"He's probably gonna throw a party or something," Tanaka laughs. "I've met the man three times and he's always super friendly. Two of those times, he had some hot chick on his arm, though."

You stifle a laugh. "Really? I haven't seen him bringing any women home while I've been there."

"You're still staying at Noya-san's, right?"

A nod. "Otoo-san's still out of town, and I only recently started being able to handle the stuff like laying out my futon and cooking without getting dizzy, and not after a long day of doing other stuff."

"Jii-chan's told her to call him Jii-chan at least a hundred times," Noya laughs. "Okaa-san told him not to bring anyone home while [name]-san was staying. Speaking of, weren't you with him this morning for a reason? How'd it go?"

"Oh yeah, that." Your face falls a little. "I guess it went okay."

"You guess? What'd he say?"

A shrug. "You know. Gave me a whole packet of restrictions and a plan and everything. Already handed a copy over to Takeda-sensei, so…"

"So…? Are you allowed to come to the camp?"

You bounce on the balls of your feet idly. "Well, I need you to help me carry some stuff today. I'm still a little limited on exercise and can't be carrying stuff up and down stairs. Too strenuous."

"Carry some stuff…?"

"Yeah. I gotta pack."

"Yeah, sure." He pauses. "Wait, you're coming, then!?"

You can't suppress the smile any longer. "Guilty. There's a whole bunch I'm not allowed to do, and I have to take naps after lunch, doctor's exact wording was 'sleep as long as you can put up with', which is gonna be annoying. I can't even run unless, quote, 'I'm being chased by an axe murderer and I don't think I can beat them in a fight'."

"Damn. That's pretty strict," Tanaka says. "It's great that you're coming, though!"

The wind is knocked out of you a little as Noya throws his arms around your shoulders. "Thank the gods. I was going to wither away without you in arms' reach."

You roll your eyes. "I'm sure you were—"

You're cut off in a screech as something cold lands on the back of your neck, and then Noya's bolting, laughing over his shoulder.

That motherfucker just put his popsicle against your neck.

"Wh—you are so annoying, get back here!" You move to give chase as he runs out of reach. "I swear to god, if that got in my hair—"

"You can't chase me, you can't chase me!" he calls back frantically. "Concussion restrictions, no running unless you're being chased by an axe murderer you can't fight!"

"I know where you keep your hair gel, you demon—"

Tanaka grabs you with one hand, sheepish grin on his face. "No running, remember?"

"I'm sure the doctor will forgive me for this one," you reply, voice icy cold.

He looks between you and Noya, who's stopped several meters away to watch you with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes.

"Yeah, probably. Go for it."

He releases you, and you bolt after Noya, set on revenge.

Neither of you feel very guilty when Sawamura starts lecturing you.

~

You stop at Sakanoshita on the way home. Grab some nikuman. Walk right past Noya's place to get to your house. There's a touch of fear as you approach your place—your father was home when he wasn't supposed to be before. What are the chances he's home now?

The fear doesn't release until you're stepping inside, until you scan the genkan and don't find his work shoes there. Noya eyes you as you sigh in relief, but doesn't press for an explanation, and then, just like that, you're tugging Noya up the stairs to your room.

Something is wrong when you get there. It's quiet. Which makes sense, seeing as it's empty except for you and Noya, who's being empathetic to your edgy mood and therefore not talking much yet. It isn't how you left it, but you can't place what's off about it.

"Senpai," you say slowly. "Did you come up here at all when you came to check on things for me?"

He shakes his head. "Nah, I just focused mainly in the kitchen. I think your dad would have called the cops if I tried to go up to your room alone after the conversation we had. Why?"

"It's just… wrong, I guess. It's probably nothing. It's not like I remember exactly how I left it or anything, but…" Your eyes scan the room one last time. "I know didn't hang my futon up when I was here. Rina-san wouldn't let me."

And yet, there's your futon, propped up against the wall. Someone's been in here while you were out.

What kind of robber breaks into a house and props up someone's futon? Nothing's particularly missing. It's not like there's a mess. "Y-you're sure you didn't come up here?"

"I'm sure. I did the dishes, I took out the trash, and I called your father an old man to his face."

Your mood darkens. Of course no one broke in.

"What all did you say to my father when he was here?" you ask in a measured tone. You stride across the room, begin pulling out the shirts you'll need for camp.

He laughs. "He asked what our relationship was or something like that. I asked him if it wasn't obvious. He didn't like that."

…so your dad probably thinks you have a boyfriend now. Cool. You can work with that. That doesn't explain this, though. "Anything else?"

"Um… let's see… he wanted proof that I knew you and didn't break in, I showed him the texts where I sent you a morning Soba where you were cuddling her and you told me where the key was…"

You let out a sigh. "Well, he definitely thinks you're my boyfriend now, so congratulations, I guess."

"Not gonna try to set the record straight?" he grins.

"Are you kidding? Do you have any idea how much energy that would take? I'd have to stay up waiting for him to come home, just to ambush him with like… hi Otoo-san, I just wanted you to know, that guy you met? Yeah, there's nothing between us or anything. No, I didn't have anything else to say to you, just that. Only for him to probably not believe me, and for what? Inevitably I'd have to explain why you're proposing to me at every turn, and if you ever actually have to hit a thousand it'll be way easier to explain if he already thought we were dating."

"Oh? So you're counting on me to hit the quota?" His face lights up. "So you're gonna marry me? Is that what I'm hearing? Have you finally agreed—"

"If," you interrupt sharply, stopping him with a finger to his lips. "And only if, you hit your quota."

He smiles, letting you rest your finger there with some knowing look that kinda makes you wanna hit him. Instead, you pull your hand away, turn back to picking out clothes, folding them, stacking them up.

…ugh. You need to find your duffel bag.

"Was that really all you said to him?"

"Why?"

"Because if you didn't come up here, then someone set up my futon to air out, and I know I didn't do it. I do that on Sundays, I got hurt on a Monday, and Rina-san wouldn't let me when I was here. So someone else did it, and it's more likely him, but… I don't understand why he would."

He hums thoughtfully, leaning against your dresser with his hands in his pockets. "I was more than a little rude to him about being a shitty dad, I guess. Oh! Maybe because I said something about how anxious you were about him not doing chores while you were hurt? And I told him that you wanted him to air his futon out."

…maybe that's it.

Angry tears spring up, and you turn away, rifling through your closet for your duffel bag with renewed vigor. "So, what, he feels bad about me getting hurt and not noticing and whatever, so he airs out my futon for me? Instead of talking to me like I'm his fucking daughter or something?"

You find the duffel, turn to throw it on the pile of clothes you've created. And there's Noya, right there, arms open. "Dunno what to say, so… hug?"

You hug him roughly, hard enough that the wrong angle would have given someone a nosebleed. Into his shoulder, you let out an aggravated sigh. It occurs to you that you're using him like a human-sized stress ball, but you don't particularly care at the moment. "God," you mumble into his chest, "maybe I should just take his card and get an apartment. Maybe I shouldn't ever come back."

"At that rate, save the money and move in with me." He strokes your hair soothingly. "You know, since you're gonna marry me anyway."

It's easy to joke with him. Easier than letting the anger kick up, at any rate. So, you release him, and you joke. "Uh-huh. You want to ruin an innocent girl's purity, is that it? What will the neighbors think, moving in together before marriage? It simply isn't done, Nishinoya-san."

"So we need to get married first?"

There's that blank look in his eye again, but fuck it. You welcome what's about to come. "Yeah. Better hurry it up and hit your quota so I can start coming home to you instead of this."

"Marry me, then." He leans in a little, eyes sparkling, and then he pounces. You let out a shriek as his hands find your sides and put you at his mercy. "C'mon, [name]-san. Marry me. Marry me. Marry—"

He gets it out another eight times as he tickles you. Between laughing and trying to wriggle away, you let him get that far before you manage to bark out the correct number. "Eight ninety two!" you repeat at him through your laughter. "Eight ninety two and cease this!"

"Fine, fine," he says as you simmer down, him nearly caging you in against the floor. "I guess I can let you breathe. For now. Only since you agreed to marry me." He winks, flashes a blinding grin.

For just a moment, the bullshit is forgotten. Your father, your empty home, the anger you hold in your body towards a man you swore would eventually love you like his daughter again. You ARE his daughter why doesn't he—

And then, from the doorway: a solid knock, firm and loud enough to drag a startled yelp from your throat as you turn to look at the source.

Your father, in the flesh, looking over the scene—you disheveled, too close to a boy, his arms resting on the floor on either side of your body, the pair of you out of breath—with his nose wrinkled. Like he's taken a sip of his morning coffee and just realized he forgot to add the usual amount of sugar first. Pure distaste.

"Can you get the hell off of my daughter, please?"

There was a time this situation might have bothered you: a guy half on top of you, your father clearly pissed about the situation, an impending fight. But, well, nothing's really happening with Noya, and right now, you're more bothered that your father has the audacity to give a fuck.

Noya glances to you. You sit up, adjust the hem of your shirt a little where it had ridden up during the assault. "That's weird. Since when did you care about literally anything I did?"

"I've always cared," he says quietly. "I've always cared."

"Really?" You raise an eyebrow. "News to me."

"You've been eating, haven't you?" he snaps, slamming a fist against the doorframe in a way that makes you flinch towards Noya. He doesn't move from his spot except to wind a protective arm around you, glare fixed on your father. "The water's on, the lights are on, you have a house and everything you need—"

"She doesn't—" Noya starts, but you raise a hand sharply.

"Don't, Senpai. It's okay."

He finally breaks his glare to look at you, eyes soft. "But, [name]-san—"

"It's okay," you repeat. "Look, I—I'm not doing this with you right now," you say, turning your attention back to your father. "Did you need something in particular? I haven't seen you before 11 PM in years."

He has the audacity to look injured at the cold reception. "I've been coming home earlier recently. I heard you from downstairs, I… I wanted to talk. What're you up to?"

He wants to talk.

He hasn't wanted to talk in two years.

"Packing," you say, chest twisting painfully. "I'm not really allowed to do a lot of lifting or carrying yet, so I brought Senpai to help me carry my stuff back to his place."

"Packing? For what?"

"There's… there's a big sleep-away camp the volleyball club is doing," you explain in a small voice. Noya finally adjusts himself to sit properly beside you, his arms crossed as he stares daggers at your father. "We're going to be in Tokyo for the week."

"Tokyo?" he repeats. "For a week? Starting when?"

"The… day after tomorrow…?"

"I see." He looks to Noya, gaze hardening. "Can you step out for a moment? I'd like to speak to my daughter alone."

"I will if she asks me to."

An unbidden smile reaches your lips. "He's staying."

He bounces on the balls of his feet, glaring off to the side for a moment before letting out a rough exhale. "Fine. Alright. I just wanted to apologize."

And oh, isn't that a gut punch? "F-for what?"

"For… the last two years, I guess. I haven't been here. I couldn't make myself be here unless I absolutely had to be, but I should have been.."

"Okay." It's all you can say. Not it's okay, not I'm sorry too, but okay. Because it's not okay, you're not sorry, and all you can manage is to acknowledge that he said anything at all.

"Okay…?" he repeats, strained.

"Okay. You apologized. Am I supposed to do something with that, or…?"

He pauses. Chooses his next words carefully.

"You've grown up a lot when I wasn't looking."

Not carefully enough.

"Yeah," you snap. "I had to do a lot of growing up without any parents. I graduated middle school without any parents. I picked a high school without any parents. I got into a really nice one, but I was worried about what would happen to you if I went to a boarding school and left you here all alone, so I stayed and let myself be alone instead. Without any parents."

"[name]-san…" Noya breathes beside you.

"You could still go to that school, if you wanted," your father suggests lamely. "I'd help with the transfer. I'd be more than willing to pay for it."

"No, I can't. I've got a bunch of fistfights on my record now, and it's been hard to keep my grades up and take care of a household entirely by myself, so I'm not exactly a desirable student anymore. Maybe you'd know that if you picked up the phone when the school called you."

"��oh."

"Yeah. Oh." You sigh, check the contents of your duffel bag again. You've basically got everything you'll need for the camp. Worst case, you can borrow from Noya or one of the girls. You zip up the bag, push yourself to stand. As always, there's Noya, helping you with gentle hands even though you don't really need it.

Your father studies you carefully. "Your boyfriend said you had a concussion. Are you sure you should be going to a training camp like that right now?"

"I went to the doctor's this morning. He said it was fine. Sent me home with a list of restrictions that I've already given to the club adviser. Are you sure you have any right to show back up in my life just to stop me from doing things I like and want to do?"

"I'm still your father," he mumbles weakly.

"Are you? I wasn't aware. C'mon, Senpai, we're gonna be late for dinner."

He scoops up the duffel obediently. "Got everything you need?"

"Most of it's at your place already."

You walk up to your father, look up at him with sad eyes. "I'll be back at the end of next week. Really back. And I don't want to be alone here. If you're here, and you take care of the place while I'm gone, I… we can talk then. Okay?"

"Okay. You'll be safe?"

"I'll be safe. I've got Senpai protecting me, and everyone on the team knows not to let me get hit in the head again at any costs."

His hand darts out, and you fail to dodge it—a warm hand ruffles your hair.

You nearly fall down the stairs escaping from him.

~

"I'm going back home after the training camp."

The admission gives pause to the others at the table. You'd sort of expected a shrug, an okay, an everyone-turning-back-to-eating-like-you-didn't-say-anything, but nothing of the sort comes.

"Are you sure?" Rina asks. "I meant it when I said you could stay as long as you want."

You nod. "I've imposed on you guys long enough, and… I have to face my father eventually, I guess. Everyone's been really kind, though. Thank you for taking care of me."

A knee knocks into yours reassuringly. Noya. You fight back a smile at the presence.

No one had asked any questions when the two of you had come back from your place, though you'd had silent tears slipping down your cheeks up until right before dinner. You don't want to know what assumptions they're making now.

"The two of you are leaving tomorrow night for the camp, right?" Kaede asks. "We should do something for you before you go."

Mei perks up. "Ooh, like a going-away party? I'll bake something! [name]-chan, what kind of cake do you like?"

"What? No, you don't need to—"

Your preferred flavor rolls off Noya's lips by way of interruption. Your head snaps to him, indignant.

"Wh—hey! First of all, how did you even know that, second of all, shut up!"

He holds up both hands as a display of innocence. "You were way too excited to see it on the menu at that gelato place. I guessed."

"You're such a stalker!"

He laughs. "You're doing the tsundere thing again, [name]-san. You're that happy for the party?"

You lunge for him. He backs out of reach, grin widening.

"Now, now, you're supposed to be avoiding strenuous activity," he says in a sing-song tone. "You don't wanna make your head worse, you know?"

"I mean, if you don't want a going-away party…" Satsuki starts, and you recognize danger in her tone. You interrupt her before she can finish that sentence.

"Oh no. Oh no no no—don't you dare! You promised, Nee-san!"

"Promised? I didn't promise anything. Mei, you were there—I didn't say I promised, did I?"

Mei gives you a sheepish look. "I probably should've warned you, [name]-chan. She said she'd think about it."

Kaede snorts. "Oh, yeah, she was never not gonna do it."

Satsuki looks way too pleased when she says, "I did think about it! I thought about when would be the best time to tell Yuu. You're lucky I didn't text him in the middle of that camp for maximum chaos!"

"Please, Nee-san," you beg. Noya's eyes are burning holes into the side of your face. You don't dare meet his eyes. "I'll do anything."

"Hmm, anything?" She rests her chin in her hand with a wicked grin. "I kinda like watching you squirm, though."

"Nee-san, I'll let the flirting with my future wife slide this time if you tell me what it is," Noya says. He dodges your blind slap his direction effortlessly.

Across the table, Rina is watching the exchange with thinly-veiled amusement. You pounce.

"Rina-san, please. You're my only hope. You've gotta cut off their funding."

Her amused expression does not change as Satsuki drops the bomb over your head.

"I'm just saying, we should totally have the going-away party also be a late birthday party. Two birds, one party, y'know? Especially since she didn't tell anyone about it last month."

"Oh no," you whisper as Rina breaks into the signature Nishinoya smile and the air beside you turns cold. "They're your kids. They get it from you."

"I was gonna close up the shop a little early tomorrow to help set up. And that was before Satsuki mentioned the birthday."

"[name]-san, you didn't tell me," Noya whines, arms slinging over your shoulders. "When!?"

"I asked for a Soba picture," you mumble weakly.

"I had a special Soba I was saving for your birthday! I was gonna get it framed!"

"Ooh, I'm free tomorrow, I can see if we can get it printed and framed on a rush job!" Kaede suggests. "I've got some stuff for her, anyway."

"I hate it here," you whine, dropping your head to the table.

She snickers. "Wait, guys, I speak a little tsundere. I think that was a love confession?"

You squawk, jerking your head up so fast that you get hit with a wave of dizzy. Noya steadies you with an easy hand. "You know, you can say no if you absolutely don't want to."

"…do what you want," you mumble.

Satsuki is the first to cheer, launches right into party planning with the girls. You're quiet for the rest of dinner, watching them talk with a smile.

~

The going-away-slash-birthday party turns out to be more like a dinner party thing. You and Noya stay at practice like usual, with the caveat that he's asked you to listen out for notifications on his phone to see when one of the girls reaches out that they're ready. When Noya receives the text, you stop tossing him balls with a roll of your eyes.

Satsuki to Yuu at 19:32

Satsuki: BRING OUR SISTER HOME YOU SELFISH BASTARD

"Satsuki-nee says you're a selfish bastard," you explain with a laugh.

His face brightens, and he turns to Tanaka—tonight's victim for jump set practice—with a grin. "Sorry, Nee-san says we gotta head back. Thanks for practicing with me!"

He rushes off to get changed, and you take your time, his phone still in hand.

Yuu to Satsuki at 19:34

Yuu: the selfish bastard is getting dressed

Yuu: who's 'our sister'?

Satsuki: [NAME]-CHAN MY BELOVED!!!

Satsuki: CAN I GET YOUR NUMBER YOU GORGEOUS GODDESS

Satsuki: I'M GONNA USE IT TO TALK SHIT ABOUT YUU

You laugh as you button your uniform shirt up with one hand.

Yuu: he's still got 890 more proposals before I get to call you guys my sisters you know

Yuu: [attachment: 1 new contact, labeled "[name]-san 😍💕💖💘💝🧡"]

Yuu: omfg that is way too many heart emojis

Yuu: senpai of the future if you're reading this you need to limit it to three heart emojis or less. People are gonna think you're a simp or something

Satsuki: YESSS I GOT [NAME]-CHAN'S NUMBER HAHA

Satsuki: HE CAN'T STOP ME FROM FLIRTING NOW

You pause, glancing at the contact picture and recognizing your own sleeping face, half-concealed by his shirt. Looks like a zoomed-in version of the picture Tanaka sent you both after the last training camp.

Yuu: EWHY IS THAT THE CONTACT PHOTO

Satsuki: omfg you two are adorable I hate this

Satsuki: tell him to hurry his simp ass up and bring you home. I need to kiss the belated birthday girl😘

You roll your eyes and shove your clothes in your bag.

Yuu: can't say no to that. I'm on the way home bb

Over dinner—lit up with hastily-taped fairy lights for ambiance, some streamers thrown over your shoulders like a necklace—things are almost normal. Jii-chan and the girls are chatting, you're participating in the conversation where you can, Mei made the dinner you requested, and then they break out a cake.

It's nice. Really nice. Kaede has a little gift basket for you, filled with all-new hair products and a really nice hairbrush and bundled with a printout of hair care stuff for your hair type. Satsuki steals a kiss on the cheek before getting chased off by Noya. You curl up in the corner after a bit with Mei and Soba—dressed up for the occasion with a little gift bow on her collar—watching the chaos. At one point, Jii-chan presses an envelope of cash into your hand and ruffles your hair with a don't you dare be a stranger.

Before the night's over and you have to double check that both you and Noya are packed for the camp, you are presented with the foretold framed Soba photo—she's completely bound up in ribbons, apparently having found a spool of the ribbon and gone completely wild with it. Someone's balanced a bow on top of her head before taking the photo.

Finally, when you move to retreat, Rina squishes both your cheeks in her hands with a serious look. "I wanna see you back here for dinner after the camp," she says in an authoritative tone. "At least once a week. You got that, kid?"

A huff. "Yes, ma'am. I'll talk with Senpai to get it scheduled."

She smiles, then. "Good. If you ever need anything, even just a place to sleep somewhere warm for the night, you don't even need to ask. Just shoot Yuu a text or knock on the door, and we'll let you in. Wait, better yet—let me show you where the spare key is kept. Let yourself in."

You laugh nervously. "Rina-san, you don't need to—"

"My son's pretty convinced he's gonna marry you someday," she interrupts. "And I have good authority that my daughter will if he doesn't. Between the two of them, as far as I'm concerned, you're already part of the family. C'mon, let me show you where we keep the key."

You let her show you the spot beside the door, the little handmade pot that looks to have been painted by a child, and when she leaves you alone for the night, you retreat to Noya's room. He joins you before very long at all, and you press into his side the moment he's close enough.

"You know it's probably a bad idea to sleep before we have to leave, right?" he says, winding an arm around you. "I'd say I'll wake you up, but I really suck at keeping track of time."

"My first birthday after Okaa-san died, 'too-san got me a new phone. He didn't really wrap it or anything, just like… left it on the table in the genkan with a sticky note. And I'd stopped talking to everyone by then, and I'd just found out about Kasumi-chan cheating on me, so I didn't celebrate it at all. And this year, he didn't say anything, and he didn't leave anything for me, and I… I didn't wanna tell anyone about my birthday, because what happens when everyone abandons me again if I'm not already used to being alone?"

"None of us are gonna abandon you."

"You don't know that."

He shoots you a challenging look. "I'm not abandoning you. No matter how rough shit gets."

"You could still die."

"I've never even died once in my life. Really, there's no proof that I can."

A startled laugh leaves your throat. "Let's not test that theory."

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[Haikyū!!] DIY Ask Game

doing this myself bc i'm anxious and making lists makes me feel safe. also bc sometimes you want to answer ask games so bad but nobody sends them...... eh.

First character you liked: Tanaka, my funny bald hype man. He still manages to have soft spot in my heart, to this day, and always. Truly underrated, imo.

Love @ first sight: Kenma (˃ᆺ˂) & Kuroo

First character you strongly disliked: ...Tsukishima

Hate @ first sight: ...Tsukishima

First favorite character: Kenmaaa 🫶

Favorite character now: still Kenma & Kuroo ofc 😭, but also Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Tendou, Kiyoomi, Atsumu (derogatory), Noya and Yaku my libero boyos

Character you strongly dislike now: Tsukki you are never escaping my hater ass i respects u fr fr bruh

Character you did not expect to like as much as you do now: Tendou!!! i was fr scared of him at first, and now he is baby

Character you did not expect to dislike as much as you do now: no one tbh, my hating game's been pretty consistent (lies. i could never hate any of them. none!), tho i have to say that i also don't really enjoy Yamaguchi's character come to think of it... got mads respect for Gucci

First pairing you shipped: Kuroken <3

Favorite ship now: Sakuatsu, Iwaoi, and Kuroken still (+ Brokuroo them morons are life)

Other ship(s) you read fics about / like: Ushiten, Semiten, Kurodai, Bokuosa, Kagehina

Pairing(s) you strongly dislike: well anything Tsukki really... but especially, especially Kurotsuki (Tsukiyama's fine tho) oh and Ushihina & Sakuwaka & Atsuhina.

Crackship you like: Matsuhana let's gooo! also Aone x Asahi is cute

Rarepair/Crackship you like but are lowkey very serious about: Osamu x Meian, Bokuatsu

Favorite m/f pairing: there's only really Kiyotana, but damn do they deliver

Character you think you are most like: this has been a plague on my mind ever since my first watch. nowadays i think i would say Asahi? or Fukunaga. subject to change. hold on—I might be Makki actually o_o

Favorite female character: not a lot there to begin with, but i do appreciate Saeko and Natsu

Sexiest character: IWA-CHAN, Kiyoomi, Kuroo, Atsumu (derogatory), Oikawa (derogatory), Suna

Favorite uniform/outfit: Karasuno boys for the school uniform - Aoba Johsai in close second and for the girls too - MSBY for volleyball as well as Nekoma 😍 and Seijoh || fav outfit that got me down bad is, like all of us mere mortals, Iwa in his hoodie & jean jacket casual combo

Favorite position 😏: Libero!! Yaku and Noya take my breath away every time, but it’s also the role i’d want to play if i were part of a volley team! i think i’d do ok (lmao)

Favorite character name: Iwaizumi Hajime

Favorite motto: 飛べ Fly (Karasuno)

Favorite quote(s): "Don't you ever forget my worthless pride." - Oikawa Tooru to Ushijima *CHILLS*

Favorite scene/episode: Uhhhh too many why did i put myself inthis position. Training Camp obviously!!! but also the Shiratorizawa match arc, for the Tendou content 🔥 and i can't not mention the Seijoh matches for the Iwaoi content and the Matsuhana crumbs.

Unpopular opinion: *sigh* this will get me killed–i do not care for Akaashi. i wish i understood him more, got to see more of what’s underneath. i love Bokuto, and i'm sorry babe, but his character and physique are really just average to me. and i've already got the Tsukki kinners and lovers on my case, so yeah, i'll be dead by sundown. while i’m at it, same goes for Kita-san. i’m sorry!! always mad respect tho 👍

Favorite fic(s): Stick with You (Sakuatsu) by lettersinpetals without a fuckin' doubt. Also i'll mention the latest 2 fics i read, Lockdown and The Loyalty of a Traitor (both Iwaoi) by DeathBelle because they are a pillar of the HQ fics community and their shit hits every goddamn time and it hurts so gooddddd 🤌

Favorite art: @amezure @fullwarmth @iinoruu @amalasdraws @viria @dictearchive @mookie000art @cranbearly (soodyo) and so many more that i can't remember off the top of my head but i thank you all for your dedicated work and creativity to the fandom 🫡😩🧡 oh and special love to @gayaest for their paravolley AU art <3

Character(s) you like to write/draw the most: have done neither officially yet, but i do have a Sakuatsu x Grey's Anatomy WIP, so i guess them?

Pairing(s) you like to write/draw the most: ^^

Favorite AU(s): Post-Time Skip, College AU, Mafia/Yakuza/Detective/FBI/Police AU (ik, ew & ACAB, but somehow for hq this one hits)

Guilty pleasure?: BokuAkaKuroKen - TikTok skits & memes & dance animations - my Sakuatsu MCD wip ^^

Favorite Opening: oh god... there's only 1 i don't like (u know the one)... i HAVE to say before i answer, this anime's intros are hits after hits after hits, and they hold such a precious and nostalgic feeling in my heart 😭 ok i'm allowing myself two: Imagination (S1PT1, SPY AIR) & FLY HIGH!! (S2PT2, BURNOUT SYNDROMES). honorable mention to the few first seconds of Hikariare 🫶

Favorite Ending: Tenshi Gaechi (S1PT1, NICO Touches the Walls)

Favorite team: Canonically, Nekoma and MSBY. Fanonically, Seijoh, MSBY still, and Shiratorizawa. (obv my heart always soars when Karasuno wins bc that's the way the story is supposed to make you feel! but i love them dearly so.)

Team you dislike the most: none? i'm not fond of Date Tech, but i appreciate Aone, and none of the teams are villains, just antagonists from the Karasuno pov.

And for the finale, Favorite meme(s): god so many this fandom has the best

obviously there are many more questions i wanted to fill in but this was getting too long and it's already OOC for my blog, but i encourage all of you to fill my asks inbox with anything you wanna know about my haikyuu fan experience!! 🫶🏐

i'll be filling in this lil questionnaire for other of my fandoms, and feel free to use the template and reblog with your responses!! 🤍

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~Back In The Game~

~Chapter Twenty-Six~

-Series Masterlist-

What happens when a girl who loves volleyball joins a boys' volleyball club? Does she find love? Will she relive her past or move forward? Join (L/N) (Y/N) on a journey with fun twists and turns.

I don't own Haikyuu or any of the characters.

-Last Time-

“Hinata, you little squirt! Don’t butt in like that!! You totally ruined my chance to say something cool!!!” You giggle at them. The whistle is blown indicating the start of the next rally.

The Municipal Team serves and Ennoshita receives the ball. He calls for cover from Kageyama while Ukai thinks about how everybody needs to work on bumps and passing. Kageyama runs to get into position to set along with Hinata coming to his spot.

‘Hm. He figured out quickly where the ball would be coming down. First step is confident and correct.’ Ukai thinks about Kageyama. ‘This setter’s supposed to be a rookie, right? So. Who’s he going to use…’ Ukai’s thought is answered as he sees Hinata jump.

Ukai, Takinoue, Shimada, Ashai, and Noya stare at Hinata. They are shocked by how fast and high he can jump. Hinata hits the ball and earns his team a point.

“Yeah!! Nice one, Hinata! Kageyama!” Tanaka praises.

Noya, Asahi, and Ukai are left with their mouths agape. Suga is looking at Asahi and Noya expectantly, while Takeda is looking at Ukai the same way. You have a look of pride as you see their reactions.

“Whoa!! Shoyo, that was awesome!! So awesome even I couldn't help but stop and stare!” Noya praises excitedly as the first-year blushes.

‘There were no hand signs. No verbal cues. And they still…?!’ Ukai thinks before speaking. “Hey, you!!” He yells causing Hinata to flinch and he and Kageyama to look at the coach. “Why did you jump where you did?! How did you know?! Short Stuff!”

“Short…?” Hinata begins. “Well… I just jump wherever I want, because the ball always comes wherever I am. Coach.”

‘...!! My eyes don’t wanna believe it, but I know I saw it. When Short Stuff jumped, his eyes were closed. Are you telling me that rookie setter was able to match his set to his movements that perfectly?!’ Ukai is shocked. ‘And how can he be so completely sure the ball is always going to be there? What normal player can trust so much that he’ll jump and swing totally blind?’

“YOU TWO FREAKS OR SOMETHIN’?!” Ukai yells at Hinata and Kageyama.

“Freaks…?” They respond simultaneously. Tsukishima chuckles.

“Why?” Hinata asks.

“Don’t ask me.” Kageyama replies.

“At first I didn’t get what that whole conversation right before the game was about…” Ukai begins, getting you and Takeda’s attention. “But…I think I see now. So that rookie setter’s likely a prodigy of some sort. Compared to a player like him…the normal slobs have to feel inferior. But… A set and a spike happen in less time than a single breath.” He continues as the game resumes. “Players need a whole lot of hours working together to get that kind of timing down. Faith like that isn’t something you can build in a day. So if we say what our rookie setter has is overwhelming talent… then what his senior there has is years of trust and stability.” He observes each of the players before beginning again. “This Karasuno team is pretty dang good!” 

‘Took you long enough.’ You think with a chuckle.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner, sensei?” Ukai asks Takeda with a pat on the back, while you roll your eyes.

“I did. Multiple times.”

The game continues with Ukai’s attention refocusing on Hinata.

“Who woulda thought short stuff would be a middle blocker just from looking? He’s got a mean quick attack… but how’s his blocking?” Hinata is standing by the net getting ready to block. Asahi is standing across from him and notices his intense stare. This makes Ashai avert his gaze. 

“Oh, come to think of it, this game is Hinata’s first chance to play against the ace position that he’s idolized so much.” Takeda points out.

“Hm?”

“Well, you see, Hinata’s idol is a player called “The Little Giant.” He was someone who played during Karasuno’s golden age. That’s why he chose to attend Karasuno, too. He is always giving his best, saying that someday he’s going to be an ace too. And now in this game, Hinata gets to face off with Karasuno’s current reigning Ace!”

“Now isn’t that neat. Though from this angle, it looks a lot like a grown man playing an elementary kid.” Ukai replies. This makes you slightly laugh as you look at the two. You see Suga uses a hand signal for Asahi. ‘Probably telling him the kind of set he’s going to use.’ You think.

Hinata looks at Asahi with such concentration that it’s a bit scary. Karasuno serves and Noya receives it, passing it to Suga. Suga sets it to Ashai. ‘A shoot.’ You think. Asahi jumps and gets ready to spike but is surprised when he sees Hinata in front of him in the air, ready to block.

‘He popped up out of nowhere!!’ Asahi thinks.

Asahi spikes the ball and it hits Hinata’s hand with great force. The ball ricotes off of Hinata’s hand and goes behind him. Daichi and Tsukishima run to save the ball from hitting the ground but neither make it in time. The ball hits the floor earning a point for the Municipal Team. Asahi watches as Daichi talks to Hinata.

“...I knew he could jump, but it’s really shocking to see him pop up right in front of my face like that. How high can he go?” Asahi says to himself.

“That was awesome!” Hinata says looking at his red and stinging hands. “And he hasn’t played for a month!” You smile fondly at the first year.

“Yo, Hinata!” Kageyama begins. “You’re using your hands wrong when you block! If you’re trying to stop them, your hands go like this!” He demonstrates. “See? Like this!” Hinata doesn’t pay attention to Kageyama because he’s too focused on watching Asahi. “Are you even listening to me, boke?!” Since Hinata still wasn’t paying attention, Kageyama started squeezing his head. ‘At least Kageyama tried helping him…’ You think.

“Kageyama, you’re going to hurt him…” You say worryingly. Kageyama stops squeezing Hinata’s head and just stares at him.

“Hey…” Kageyama begins but is interrupted by Hinata.

“Man, the Ace is awesome!! He can hit the ball so hard it doesn’t matter if there’s a block! It’s still gonna smash through and score a point!”

“...”

“? What?”

“Nothing.” Kageyama says walking away.

“?”

“We’re running out of time, so let’s dive right into the second set, everyone.” Daichi says. The game continues. Hinata starts staring at Asahi and gets lost in his thoughts.

‘...If I was as tall and strong as he is…then I could…Whoa whoa whoa!’ Hinata starts shaking his head. ‘Don’t think about that. The Little Giant was awesome and short too! Though he was taller than me. Still…’

“Asahi!!” Someone calls out for Asahi to spike.

‘That’s so cool…’

“?! Hinata!!” You and Daichi call out at the same time.

“Huh?” Hinata snaps out of it and sees the ball flying toward him. Before he could react, the ball hit him straight in the face, causing him to fly backward.

“?! That idiot!!” Kageyama yells.

“AAAA” Asahi yells, frightened.

“GAAAH!!” Tanka yells worriedly.

“HINATA!!!” You scream, quickly running over to him.

~To Be Continued~

[smartass-hoot]

MY AWESOME GIRLBOSS POGSLAY BROEST OF BROS, THE DAFFODUDE TO MY BROSES, THE BROMEO TO MY BRUHLIET!! i wanna know: jasmine tea, caramel macchiato, earl grey, and sparkling water :3

EYYYY IT'S MY BROULMATE, THE NOYA TO MY TANAKA 😤 mwah i love you bro you the bestest 🩷🩵 (link to the OG ask)

jasmine tea: If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?

oh man, i've always wanted to go to italy bc i love their food so damn much askjdnsdkfjk. i enjoy architecture and views and all too but my primary focus whenever i travel is trying to experience the culture of the place AND WHAT BETTER WAY TO DO IT THAN FOOD?? i've been obsessed with pasta from when i was a smol bean so i'd love to go there and taste all sorts of pasta and have fun with the locals (i think we'd get along 'cause our cultures are pretty similar).

caramel machhiato: You’re travelling the entire world but you can only take one person with you. Who do you take?

this is so hard 😭 i'd normally say family but since this is only one person, i'll have to choose a friend (my fam won't enjoy shit unless we're all together lmao). honestly i'd probably take my irl friend Art 'cause she's also a foodie like me and she enjoys taking long scenic walks to properly appreciate the places we're visiting. she also enjoys the same kinds of adventures that i do, and since our vibes match so much whenever we go out, i feel like we'd have the time of our lives even if it was just the both of us travelling the world askjdnskfjnkj

earl grey: The inevitable Zombie Apocalypse is upon us! What’s your plan of action?

holy shit okay,,, so i actually have a whole procedure planned out for this + scoping out locations and route maps irl and learning how to hotwire a bus (ofc i only think about this a normal amount what are you talking about haha).

there's this huuuge supermarket that's located in the middle of nowhere so fewer zombies, so that would be the first place i hit to grab all the non-expiring canned food + high calorie stuff and a gas stove. and then since there's a bus parking space nearby i'd go there to steal one. buses are obviously the most safe option where i live because you can keep all your friends with you + luggage space + less damage when ramming into something. and then i'd go to this one statue place that's in the middle of a hugeass lake, and swim my way there since i'm assuming zombies won't be able to cover that big of a distance nor hear us from so afar. yada yada you get the gist of things lmao ksdjfnksjdf

anyways, i'd probably try to outlast the zombies without direct interaction, but if i run outta supplies or it seems like i'm going to get bitten or if it just gets too much, i'd probably try to take out as many zombies as possible with me lmao.

sparkling water: Describe what qualities you look for in a person

ooooh!!! i think i'm pretty flexible with the kind of people i like spending time with but some things i'd definitely prefer is someone who has a sense of humour (i laugh at everything and i love cracking jokes so this person should ideally enjoy the same haha), someone who is passionate and driven (it could be about anything in the world literally, i just love being able to support people's interests), someone who is kind (and i don't mean a goody two shoes, just someone with basic empathy and compassion), and someone who shares at least a couple of interests with me (could be animanga, reading, music, adventure, etc because i really love doing things together with people and just gushing for hours nonstop about some random thing).

anyways thanks for the ask bro, loved answering these 😤

[kawaii-night666]

Ch 14- K.T. turns into a girl!

Time went pass with practice as they now have break.

Goshiki waiting in cafeteria for Tobio, he felt nervous but at the same time excited always curious about Tobio who Ushijima find interesting along with Hinata but the one who been called ‘king of the court’.

Tobio came in the cafeteria after all Karasuno try not to let Tobio go but sadly Tobio wants to make friends even though the guys think it was a date.

Let’s rewind of why the Karasuno boys think that shall we…

Tobio went back with their team in the room until Suga asked Tobio while the others listen in on the conversation while Tobio look up while has their hands on Hinata head for being well Hinata for being loud in their ears and listen what Suga about to say “Kageyama, what you and Goshiki talked about?”

Tobio blink then reply “Oh umm he wants to hang out with me.”

As Noya shouted “LIKE A DATE!”

Tobio blush a bit at that then shake their head saying no

Yamaguchi, Hinata and Tsukishima eye twitch a bit after what Noya stated and its not only them that feel that way.

Daichi cross his arms as Asahi sigh at Noya jumping in conclusion but worry for Tobio as well and for Suga well he evil smile wide with eyes closed and planning a murder Goshiki for hanging out Tobio without his permission first but at the same time happy for Tobio for making new friends at the same time.

Tanaka, Ennoshita, Narita and Kinoshita look like they want to plan a murder along with Suga. Tobio blinks at them wondering what the big deal we just hanging out...right.

Time moves forward for Tobio to hang out with Goshiki.

Goshiki saw Tobio as Tobio saw him waiting as they rush up to Goshiki. Goshiki asked “So let get to know each other, Kageyama!”

Tobio nod as they both went but not before people who saw this interaction and plan to follow them behind while the managers shake their heads at the boys for being silly and felt sorry for Tobio.

Goshiki keep asking questions about volleyball as Tobio respond honest and might add bluntly with their words Tobio almost wince when they felt bad of what they just said but jump a bit when Goshiki look determine defiantly remind Hinata.

While for the guys whose following behind them well for some who are worry, or just making sure if someone won’t do anything or try not to kill someone. But they do keep their distance though but Goshiki get the feeling they being followed even felt some murderous aura which makes him shiver which makes Tobio frown a bit and asked “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m alright. This is fun by the way maybe we can hang out more again. Oh! I can give you my number…here” Goshiki gives his number to Tobio who just blink in surprise a bit as Tobio got Goshiki number but when they got back from the gym (yes, after they met at the cafeteria, they decide they want to go to the gym and play volleyball but off course for Goshiki to asked questions.)

Time went by as Tobio go back to room where the managers.

Tobio thought when they lay down on futon ‘That was fun, wonder what tomorrow would be like?’ Tobio let out a small smile as they close their eyes ready for tomorrow.

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Author-san: Chapter 14 guys woohoo

Tobio: Why are you trying to get me with all guys from different teams

Miwa: I thought its cute

Tobio: ....

You both are scary

Author-san: Nonsense Tobio

We ain't scary right Miwa

Miwa: How mean Tobio 

But author your right we're not scary

Tobio: ...

Suree whatever you say

Author-san: Don't be like that Tobio

Tobio: Why do I have to be with Goshiki 

Author-san: Aww fine I do everyone

Tobio: THATS NOT MAKING ME FEEL BETTER

Sigh 

But when will I turn back 

Miwa: Never

Tobio: Your mean nee-san

Miwa: Gasp muah mean never

Author-san: Oof wth

Miwa: Oof I know

Anyways see you in the next chapter

Tobio: Have a good day/night

Author-san: Peace out ✌

[13a07s]

Chest Pains

(Tobio Kageyama)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to teerex017]

Requested by: No One

Word Count: 3,466

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

We're going to pretend Tobs has an iPhone cause why not

Kageyama lacking social skills

Word "suicides" are used (in a sport term way)

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     Ding

     The sound of my Snapchat going off fills my room before my alarm clock can. Not that it makes a difference; I've been lying awake in bed since four-thirty. Mondays and Thursdays are the only days I don't go running in the morning. You'd think I'd be asleep but I'm not. I'm wired to be awake already so I am. It's annoying.

     I pat around my bed, looking for my phone without having to move much. It doesn't take long to find the cold box of metal and glass, wrapping my fingers around it. I roll onto my side, the light filling the darkness of my room with painful whiteness.

The photo of my girlfriend and me shines on the screen. It's the dumbest photo I've ever taken. Her feet are - barely - balanced on a volleyball, arms clinging to my shoulders for dear life as she looks at me. My hands are on her waist, trying to stop her from falling off the ball for the tenth time. My disapproval of the photo is written all over my face. It was such a dumb photo, one that she insisted we did "so I have a picture of both my favorite things", but she's smiling so happily at me in it so I can't help but enjoy it... even if it is stupid.

Sugar is scribbled next to the Snapchat icon; another dumb thing on my phone because of my girlfriend. She was upset when I didn't change her Snapchat name so I let her change it for me. It's a stupid name and a stupid thing to be upset about but letting her change it calmed her down so I've left it be.

Over the past couple of months, I've learned that having a girlfriend means dealing with a lot of stupid things because it makes her happy... and that she tends to get upset about things I've never thought about.

     One of those stupid things happens to be the pile of pillows and blankets at the foot of my bed. I'm happy with my pillow and my comforter. 'My Sugar' isn't; she likes lots of fluffy things so there's a lot of them for her to curl up with when she's over. It's dumb, but they keep her warm and happy.

Aside from volleyball, that's all I think of; keeping 'My Sugar' warm and happy. That's a dumb name too. Why should I call her my sugar? It sounds stupid... but she always smiles when I call her my sugar, and Tanaka insists now that she has a nickname I'm not allowed to call her by her actual name anymore or "she's totally going to freak, dude".

Why are there so many untalked-about rules when it comes to dating? What does it matter what I call her or have her on my phone as? It doesn't make any sense to me, but it keeps her happy. It keeps her smiling, at me. That smile makes it feel like my heart forgot how to work, leaving me with chest pains.

Can a heart forget how to beat? Probably. I think mine does every time Sugar smiles at me or laughs at something I say or when I spot her in a crowd at one of my practice matches. Maybe I should ask Grandmother to schedule me a physical to get this heart issue straightened out before it starts affecting volleyball.

     I shake my head, trying to jiggle the possible heart problem out of my mind. Worrying about it will just make it worse. When I settle my head straight again, I tap the screen of my phone; Sugar and me back to lightening my bedroom. I tap the icon with her useless nickname curved onto it; Snapchat obediently opens at my command.

     At the top of the app, she sits; Sugar with a little red box to signal a photo has been sent. Her icon is stacked on top of a few others; Hinata, Yachi, Yamaguchi, Noya, and the team group chat. Sugar's is the only one I have the notification on for, partly because I hate notifications and partly because in an hour I'd get about ten notifications from Hinata alone.

     My thumb hovers over our chat for a moment before I click on it. My screen quickly changes from the bright white of the app to the more mutt main color of Sugar's room. My girlfriend is sitting in front of the small mirror in her room. She has two of them; the small one on her desk and the big when she uses to send me pictures of her outfit.

     That's another useless thing she does; sending me photos of her outfits. Five of the seven days a week she's wearing the school uniform. I know what it looks like and I know what it looks like on her, why send it to me every day?

      This picture isn't that though. It's just a picture of her face, showing off the curves and markings of it; the right side of her face is brighter than the left because of the flash of her camera. Her hair is twisted weirdly today, probably the weird braid she was telling me about last night. French or German or something, I don't remember.

     I make a mental note to compliment the new hairstyle, repeating the command as I hold down on her photo, choosing to save it to my camera as I do with most of her photos. I like looking at them. All the time. In class, on the bus to practice matches, between classes, and on breaks at practice.

     Maybe I should talk about the constant photo thumbing through I do with my doctor too. I don't think that's normal behavior. I shake my head again, another thought I need to not overthink.

     Me| Morning.

     It takes a minute or two before Sugar's icon is popping around the corner of the screen.

     Sugar| Good morning

     Me| Your hair looks nice.

     Sugar| Thanks, Tobi

     Sugar| You should walk me to school

                | today :)

     Me| Why would I do that? You live two

| blocks from the school. You'll be fine

| walking yourself.

     Sugar's icon jumps up again, doing that weird question mark thing for a few minutes before it disappears again. I sit in our chat, waiting for her response. What could be taking her so long to answer?

     Sugar| Okay.

     That can't be good. For whatever reason, Tanaka says when Sugar answers with a single word and a period it means she's mad. I don't see any sense in it but he's been right about it every time so I guess she's upset. He also says when I upset her I answered wrong and should backtrack. Is this one of those times? Probably. I guess it wouldn't hurt to walk her to school even if I see it as pointless.

     Me| Just kidding.

     Me| I'll pick you up at 7:30.

     Class doesn't start until eight and it's only a five-minute walk from her house to the school but Sugar tends to be extra happy on days I get to school early enough to spend time with her before class. If I make her extra happy it should cancel out her being mad at me... I think.

     Sugar| You don't have to walk me to school

| if you don't want to

     Having a girlfriend is confusing. She was just upset that I said no and now she's telling me I don't have to walk her. Maybe I should text Tanaka, he always has the answer. Though, he's probably going to tell me to walk Sugar and that I came off as not wanting to spend time with her. I tend to do that a lot; that's something else I've learned since dating Sugar, that I accidentally come off as annoyed or not wanting her around even though it's not true.

     Me| I want to. I'll pick you up at 7:30.

     Sugar| I can't wait :)

     Good, she's not mad anymore, I think. I should still text Tanaka and make sure I fixed it the right way. Or... I could just get her flowers and be double sure.

Flowers tend to be a good 'sorry' when I accidentally mess up, and if I didn't mess up they'll be a good gift. When I get Sugar flowers and I didn't mess up she calls them 'just cause' gifts. Those kinds of gifts make her the happiest, no matter what I got for my unneeded apology.

     Ya, I'll leave early to stop and get her flowers. Purple ones, like the hair-ties holding her weird braid in place.

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     Hinata's voice rattles around my head as he rambles, not paying attention to what he's saying but still picking up on his voice. Sugar didn't send me a picture of her uniform today. I figured it was just because I was walking her to school but she didn't post the flowers I got her either. She always posts a picture of the gifts I get her, but she hasn't; not on Snapchat or Instagram or even Facebook.

     Why hasn't she posted a picture of them? Did she not like them? She gushed over them when she opened her front door so that can't be the case. I watched her take a picture of them before we left her house, so why aren't they on Snapchat with the annoying shoutout notification telling me she tagged me in the post?

When I texted Tanaka he said it sounded like I should be in the clear. Am I not in the clear? Is Sugar still mad at me? Maybe she didn't like the flowers I got her. Maybe she's mad because I spent our whole morning talking about the new plays Coach came up with.

The lunch bell rings, instantly jerking my body into motion. Hinata whines for a moment, upset I started walking away in the middle of our one-sided conversation. His whining doesn't last long; soon he's back to blabbing as he follows me to Sugar's classroom.

     She's in class four, like Yamaguchi and Tsukishima which both ticks me off and makes me a bit calm. I like knowing she's not alone in her classes. I don't like knowing she's with Tsukishima. Sugawara says I'm jealous and to let it go. I'm not jealous. I'm not going to let it go.

     It doesn't take long to walk down the hallway and slide into her classroom. My eyes instantly catch on the back of Sugar's head, her braid bouncing as she talks and nods along to whatever her classmate is saying. I settle behind her, waiting for her conversation to end as Hinata continues with our conversation; or, lack of one.

     "I'll see you after lunch," she finally utters, nodding her head to her friend once more before turning around to face me. My mind goes blank at the sight of her, any possible form of a greeting is instantly thrown out. Her eyes are gentle as she looks up at me, the rest of her face just as soft. "Hey, Tobio," Sugar greets, her voice making the familiar lack of a heartbeat fill my chest and my lungs sting from the struggle to pull air into them.

     "Are you mad at me?" I squeak out, causing confusion to mix in the pools of her eyes.

     "No, why do you think I'm mad?"

     "He's been whimpering all morning because you didn't post about the flowers he got you," Hinata butts in, mocking my stormy mood.

     "Shut up, moron," I hiss, shooting him a glare. All he does is giggle at my anger. Since I started dating Sugar, Hinata has been the biggest dumbass about it. Always insisting I'm texting her when I'm on my phone, making kissy faces anytime we're close to each other, mocking me about her during practice.

     Sugar's eyes flutter from Hinata's amused grin back up to my face which I'm sure is dressed in a scowl; one that I drop once her sight is back on me. "It's Monday. You take me out to get a drink from the Sakanoshita Market every Monday after our clubs end. I'm waiting so I can post all the pictures of us at the same time, instead of making two different posts."

     "Okay," I mutter, my heart stalled again as she looks up at me; concern slowly eating away at the softness of her expression. Before I can stop it, my hand jumps up to press against my chest, checking to see if my heart is still working. It is. "I think I'm going to go see a doctor soon."

     "Why?"

     "My heart is acting weird," I shortly explain, letting my hand drop away from my chest. "We should get going before the team starts looking for me."

     "And me!" Hinata butts in again, his cockiness replaced with the annoyance of being forgotten. "You act like you're the only person the team would notice was missing," he grumbles, turning away from us to start heading out of the room.

     As I turn to follow, Sugar steps forward, her fingers settling into the creek of my arm like they usually do when we walk together. "Guess what I'm making at my club today?" She prompts me, eyes cast forward as Hinata leads us through the crowded hallways.

     I used to think the cooking club was stupid, especially when there is so many better clubs, like the volleyball club. Over time I've grown to not dislike it. It leaves Sugar smelling good all the time, like freshly made pastries or homemade tomato sauce. It also leaves the team and me with first dibs on buying whatever the cooking club made each day.

     The first time I watched her cook was... interesting. She was pretty, almost dancing around the kitchen as she floated back and forth. She looked joyful the whole three hours it took to make my favorite curry for me. I've never seen Sugar look more happy and beautiful than when she's cooking, twirling around my kitchen, singing to me as she pours her heart over whatever she's cooking for me.

     "Curry," I answer, knowing it's probably wrong. I'm always wrong when I guess curry.

      "We're making taiyaki. The fish-shaped waffles. I'm thinking about filling mine with chocolate or maybe I'll fill it with cream. I don't know yet, which one should I do?" She asks, her fingers tightening on my arm as she rambles on, excitement radiating off of her.

     "Uh... chocolate," I stumble out, my chest freezing again. I need to get a doctor’s appointment scheduled. These constant chest tightening can't be good for me, or volleyball. "Sugar?"

     "Tobio?" She calls back, a pep still in her step, and eyes sparkling as they look up at me through her eyelashes. They're painted today, her eyelashes, with that black tinted stuff stored in the tub she carries in her bag. The paint makes her eyelashes look longer than they are; I like how it makes her eyes look bigger.

     "My chest hurts," I murmur, tearing my eyes away from her. It almost hurts more to look away from her.

     "Why? Tobs, how long has your chest been hurting? Have you called a doctor yet? Set up an appointment? Did you tell your Grandma? Your coach?" Sugar rambles, both hands tightly around my bicep. Concern is glazed over her eyes again, big and round as she looks up at me.

     I take small glances at her out of the corner of my eye, trying to steady my breathing. Sugar isn't happy, but her hands sure are warm. "I'll tell coach today at practice. I'll talk to Grandmother and get an appointment set up. I will be fine."

     "Chest pains are serious, Tobio. You should - "

     "I am fine," I repeat, patting her hands a few times before pulling my touch away from her. A soft sigh passes her lips, her head tilting to rest against my shoulder. Even though Sugar is exhaling, it feels like she's sucking the breath right out of my lungs. I need to talk to Coach about my chest pains, especially since I promised her I would.

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     My mind swirls a bit as I inch toward Coach Ukai, the statement I need to make burning in my head. I don't want to tell him about my chest pains. He'll bench me, make me 'take it easy' during practice, or even worse, make me take medical leave.

     But, the image of Sugar so upset when I told her is making my skin crawl with the need to see her. I tug my phone out of my pocket, unlocking it, and instantly tapping my photo gallery open. Instantly, every inch of the screen is decorated with photos of her. Photos of her at our lunch table, of her cooking, of my daily 'good morning' Snapchats, of her in my sweatshirt, my jersey, my blankets, my bed, my couch, my kitchen, at my games.

     My hand jumps up to rub over my heart again, trying to work out the squeezing I'm feeling as I flip through the photos. I swipe away another photo, the next in line being the one of Sugar and Miwa giggling over a batch of butter cookies. My eyes dance over the photo for the millionth time, rememorizing every inch of it. Their smiles, the way my sweatshirt hangs on Sugar, the dark makeup on my sister's face, even the way the dust dances in the sunlight.

     "Kageyama?!" Coach yells, pulling my attention away from my phone. "Finally," he groans, standing right in front of me instead of across the gym like he was before I got caught up in Sugar's photos. "Are you alright?" He mutters, eyes pointed as he motions towards the hand still rubbing rough circles against my chest. "You've been doing that a lot lately."

     "Uh... ya," I grumble, dropping my hand back to my side. My phone burns in my hand, the glimpse of Sugar still on the screen making the small device feel like a brick in my hold. "Well... not really." Coach's look gets more pointed, arms crossed over his chest, and an eyebrow arched as he looks at me. "I've been experiencing some chest pains."

     "Chest pains?"

     "Ya."

     Coach stares me down for a few more minutes, rolling his weight on his heels as he looks me over. "What kind of pains?"

     "My heart... sometimes feels like it's not working," I mutter, glancing around the gym, eyes jumping over my teammates warming up instead of looking at my Coach. "Other times it feels like there's a fist squeezing it but usually it's the first thing."

     A grin is spread over Coach's face when my eyes settle on him again, amusement eating every ounce of concern that was present a couple of moments ago. "Do these pains happen to arise when your arm candy is around? Or when you're thinking about her or maybe looking at the hundreds of photos you have of her?"

     "Arm candy?" I ask, confused from the get-go of his speech.

     "Your girlfriend, Kageyama. I was referring to your girlfriend," he chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest tighter as his laughter grows.

     "I don't have hundreds of photos of Sugar," I grumble, my cheeks heating up with embarrassment. It's normal for someone to have photos of their partner. It's normal for someone to have a lot of photos of their partner too, right? I don't even have that many photos of her... I don't think. What's a normal amount of photos to have of your girlfriend?

     "That's not what Hinata says," Coach pushes out around a new round of cackles. He takes a step forward, a rough grip on my shoulder as he shakes me a bit. "What you're feeling is called 'love', Kags. Your 'chest pains' aren't actual pains, they're just feelings of caring and loving your girlfriend. They're not going to kill you, and over time you'll get used to the feeling."

     "Is the feeling going to go away?" I ask, rubbing over my heart again, the pain back as thoughts of Sugar flicked through my mind.

     Coach laughs again, this time quiet and soft as he shakes me a bit harder. "If you do things right, no. Enjoy that feeling, Kageyama. It means you're loving your Sugar the right way. Hold on to those chest pains, bud." I'm shaken once more before being released. "But for now, hurry up and get changed before I make you run suicides all of practice."

     "Yes sir," I mutter, turning on my heels and quickly racing out of the gym. I guess my chest pains weren't something to worry about.

[storytimewithnova]

Secert twins

Shoyo's pov

Today is My first day at karasuno but before i even think about entering the school I put on an orange wig And lens you are thinking if that is just a wig what do i really look like okay without the orange wig and contact lens this is the real me 

there is a good reason we will get to later anyway let me introduce myself As i was trying to find the VP office I bumped into someone a timid girl

Yachi: H-H-hey i am yachi first day

Shoyo’s pov

I don’t know why she is so nervous I guess because I am a stranger you know stranger danger but I am far from Dangerous in fact I am pretty gentle crap I am leaving this poor girl hanging there say something idiot

sho:Hey yachi my name is shoyo I am just a boring boy with a boring life this is me so there is not much about me you need to know

Shoyo’s pov

yep that is is me but there is somethings my new school don't know about me because I am hiding somethings and I don’t know how they will react so I won’t say who I am i will just introduce myself as Shoyo Just shoyo yep that’s the plan flawless right yeah it should be but these things always go wrong

sho:Oh and i am also considering a bit of a nerd but that is not interesting

Yachi: oh thank god i am not the only nerd anymore

Sho’s pov

Notice I didn’t give my full name you will find out why later Oikawa wants me to come to Seijoh and he wants me to replace him as captain when he graduates remember i said i only introduce myself as shoyo For those that haven’t caught on my Full name is Oikawa Shoyo now that should ring a bell or several actually i am the youngest twin to oikawa tooru and i am in the japan youth team

Yachi: sho here is the office i will be waiting outside and is there a club you are interested in

Sho: oh volleyball and thank you for all your help yachi

Lucky for me i could go straight to the gym after I finished in the office so after i had finished i ran to the gym and entered a pretty girl walked up to me

Kiyoko: hello are you here for volleyball

Yep i play any position setter mainly

I get it like older brother i too am a setter and me and Tooru do get competitive over that sometimes whatevs it's a twin thing

Daichi the captain heard and said let’s try you out then tanaka asahi come spike this kids sets

Asahi: Hai

Tanaka: sure thing

Sho: so how do you normally like them high low minus delayed combo of minus and delayed

Daichi stopped in his tracks and thought 💭this kid is asking them Kageyama never does that and with sets we never tried

Asahi: you can do that

Sho: sure want to try it see how it feels

Tanaka: i’ll try it show me what you got punk

Sho: okay serves up

Sho did the minus delay set giving tanaka time to run and get where he needs to be jump and let the ball fly

Tanaka: THAT FELT AWESOME 🤩 YO BRO TRY AND STOP THAT KID SET ANOTHER FOR NISHINOYA TO STOP

sho: good luck stopping it

Sho sets again same height and speed tanaka got in to place and hit it noya had no reaction time

Noya: wow kid that was awesome your set was like wham blam whoosh

Sho: i take that as a compliment

Daichi: welcome to the team you said you can play any position

Sho: yes although setter is my main i can fill any position

Daichi: you want to try hitting a few of our starting setters sets as a spiker

Sho: sure

I looked to see who the starting setter is damn it's Kageyama it would be my ex wouldn’t it

Kageyama did his set and i spiked it like it was nothing and sho said come on that was too easy where is the king i use to hear stories about i want to see those sets

That seemed to hit a nerve sho thought good now show them what you got the you i know the true you show them that relentless and reckless bastard and set boy set

Kageyama set again the king of the court had entered but sho knew how to put him in his place he dashed and was there he had already smacked the ball like it was nothing

Sho then said that is the king i heard about

Noya looked at them and said that was insanely quick although the new kid pissed Kageyama off that felt awesome to him and he approached sho NUFF KNIFE NICE I MEAN NICE

Sho: HAHAHA had a little trouble getting that one out there well i have to get to class

Ennoshita spoke up what year are you in kid well i may not look like it but i am a second year oh let me see you schedule ennoshita looked at shoyo’s and said you are in the same class as me noya and tanaka with suga saying good luck enno is fine it’s these two crackheads as shoyo was talking his phone rang he answered it

Sho:📲hey love need something

Bokuto:📲hey baby owl I just miss you

Sho: 📲aww i miss you too love but i am on my way to class

Bokuto:📲 did my baby owl make the team

Sho:📲naturally come one love what do you take me for

Bokuto:📲 that’s my baby well i guess i have to go back to being bored shitless in math

Sho:📲do you need me to tutor you again

Bokuto:📲baby owl how did you know

Sho:📲because i know you look i am nearly to my class tell me the formal you are stuck on

Bokuto did shoyo simplified it for him to work it out and he got the answer

Bokuto:📲thank you baby owl you saved my butt literally

Sho:📲that butt belongs to me so go back to class and see you tonight i love you

Bokuto:📲love you too baby owl

Sho finished his call with his classmates/ teammates standing there with a smug look on their face

What?! That was something noya said

Nope that was my bf in emo mood over a math problem

Which sounded like a third year problem

Ennoshita pointed out

That is because my bf is a third year we have been together since i was a first year he was a second year can we go to our class without the interrogation please

The three laughed i see you three are going to be insufferable they entered the class and the teacher saw shoyo and said oh your our new student with sho saying yes miss please introduce yourself

My name is Shoyo Just shoyo not much you need to know about me before anyone asks if i am single no I am not Noya Tanaka and Ennoshita all said we can confirm he was on the phone to his boyfriend he then turned to the teacher and whispered in her ear there will be times i won’t be in class because i am on the japan youth team i don’t want to say it out loud because i am trying to have a normal school experience with the teacher saying understood anything else she asked oh yeah if i disappear I will disappear to pick up my twin because we are on the same team the teacher asked who is your twin and shoyo whisper Oikawa Tooru the reason i just introduced myself as shoyo my brother understandable i will start the lesson now sit next to ennoshita Shoyo thank you miss

Shoyo sat down and Enno asked what that was about with sho saying nothing they need to worry about then they went back to the lesson counting down the end of class and the start of practice

Time skip ⏭ practice

Shoyo was warming up when the first and third years entered today’s practice they had shoyo as a spiker and decoy which sho said she didn’t mind because he could work on his serves and receiving so they had a 3v3 have sho serve and he did a serve like his brother effortlessly and landed gracefully then he ran to where he needed to be only to spike the ball like it was nothing because it was nothing

Half way through practice Sho’s phone went off he said sorry then answered it

Sho:📱 hello

Tooru: 📱 bro i need you to pick me up

Sho: 📱 okay and i need you stop sounding like a brat for 5 god damn minutes which one of us got the short end there

Tooru:📱onii chan I’m serious please

Sho:📱 the shit i do for you Oni chan fine but you owe me

Tooru📱anything what is it

Sho:📱 tonight i want the house to myself so me and my boyfriend can have some time together you go spend time with your bfs

Tooru: 📱deal

Sho:📱pleasure doing business with you onii chan now i have to get back to practice so can you kindly bug off

Sho hung up god i wish i was an only child no i have to have a brat sibling

Everyone with siblings says : we hear that

They went back to practice coach said its was end Sho grabbed his things and said he had to pick up the brat he was on the phone with so he got let out and he drove to pick up kawa

Sho: so why did you want me to pick you up

Tooru: sorry little brother I couldn’t shake those damn fan girls you know the ones that stalk us

Sho: oh oh shit fine i will let that slide

Tooru: Anyway how was your first day of school sunshine

Sho:fuck off Onii chan i am not little anymore loss the nickname

Tooru: you’re still my twin brother oh coach rang we have a match so we need to meet with the rest of the japan national team tomorrow so i got you and me the day off and you bf

Sho:why did you get my emo Owl the day off

Tooru:because Bokuto wants to be with you

Sho:aww my clingy baby okay thank you Onii chan

They didn’t know kiyoko was following shoyo because she was suspicious of him and she saw and heard everything Tooru noticing Kiyoko said can i help you and sho looked over to get

Sho: Oh hello Kiyoko san i guess you heard everything

She nodded

Sho:please don’t tell anyone mainly Kageyama him me and my brother have a bad history and I don’t want all that dragged up

Tooru: Your ex you on the a team with the king of the court

Sho: Tooru Ni I left all that back at Kitagawa please

Kiyoko:as much as i want the tea I have a feeling it not good so i won’t pry

Sho:thank you Kiyoko san

Kiyoko:i mean you said there is bad history between you three but you know people will start finding out sooner or later

Tooru: we know we just don’t want it to be now with the billion questions

Sho:maybe training camp we have that coming up in a few weeks

Tooru:that works actually because we have a match half way through that camp

Sho: sure i need to care of my needy baby though

Kiyoko: i will let you go home thank you for explaining things to me

The twins left and as promised sho had the the house to himself with bokuto so he can take care of and show him love and affection

Time skip to the training camp

And today the twins were going to tell the truth about themselves so they gathered everyone up and sho started

Sho: so when i first started Karasuno i introduced myself as just shoyo

Shoyo removed the wig and contacts and started to reintroduce himself

Sho: well my full name is Oikawa Shoyo i am the twin brother Oikawa tooru and my name should ring a bell to people me and my brother are on the Japan youth team

Tooru: and I am the said twin

Suddenly fukurōdani entered and Bokuto ran right to Sho

Bokuto:Baby owl

Sho: Love what’s up

Bokuto: missed you

Sho: you saw me a week ago

Bokuto: to damn long 😤 anyway what are you doing

Sho: telling people the truth about me and my brother

Bokuto: finally baby owl haven’t you got a match with an american team in a couple of days

Noya: can we come watch shoyo

Yachi: yeah please

Daichi: that would explain your first day now that i think of it

Tooru: twin you said nothing happened

Sho: Well nothing did

Tanaka: apart from his awesome setting skills and he motivated Kageyama as well

Tooru: so our training with dad paid off

That’s right their dad is a famous volleyball player R/N also when they were told they Were playing an American team they weren’t informed it was an all girls team but they are yet to find that bit out when Thomas who in the timeskip joins MSBY he is captain of this team

( go go the Jaguars 🐆) GC

Captain Thomas: Shoyo hey Ace you know we are going up against an all american team its a girls team call American Lady Butterfly

Sho: you are just telling us this now,now captain when i am on a break at my training camp

Captain Thomas: sorry Shoyo also last minute plans the match was meant to be held with us now we have to go to Sumida City Gymnasium where we will meet with the girls

Sho: fine what time do you need me and Tooru Ni there

Captain Thomas:Tomorrow 9 sharp

Sho: Roger that Captain i will pass it on to my twin but you know i have to bring my big baby with me

Captain Thomas:copy that sho see you tomorrow

Sho has logged off

Shoyo went to Oikawa and relayed the message Captain Thomas gave to him

Sho:bro we have to meet the American team tomorrow but here is the kicker it’s an all girl team

Oikawa:WHAT!!!!

Sho:think of the name Bro American Lady Butterfly the hint is there Lady and Butterfly what Male team would be called Lady Butterfly

Oikawa: I will be honest I thought it sounded Fruity

Sho: omg we have to be there 9 sharp and please don’t say that tomorrow in front of them Kotaro love you are coming with us

Bokuto: I am really baby owl

Sho: of course can’t have my needy baby alone with your separation anxiety forget that

Akaashi: all things on the list i have for captain that is one thing i never knew

Sho:Its true why do you think i call him my needy baby Oi clone

Kawa:Rude but what do you want?

Sho: To remind you that you are on final warning with Captain Thomas that is why i said and i will say again don’t say anything that can get you ass kick off the team

Kawa:So my little twin does care

Sho:No we need a setter It can’t be me I am the Jaguars Ace I don’t want to be a setter as well I am Karasuno 2 yr setter that is Enough

kawa:Yes mom i will be on my best behavior

Sho smacked his head

Kawa:you are worse than Iwa chan

Sho:did i use a volleyball

Kawa: no but-

Sho:quit your bitching are you sure you’re the oldest

Iwaizumi laughed and said

Iwa:nice kill shoyo

Sho: meh he will wake up to himself one day and maturity will him hard or he will keep acting like a man child and them if that is the case i am so sorry for you Hajime

Bokuto walked up to shoyo and hugged him from behind

Sho:need something love

Bokuto:food

Sho: oh in my bag also i will be cooking with the managers tonight you want you favorite

Bokuto nodded and went to sho’s back found some his energy bars and two cans of energy drinks after practice sho went to the kitchen started making a big bowl of teriyaki chicken and rice bokuto’s favorite he also made a big tub of green tea ice once the girls just mad onigiri and sho called everyone

sho:Bo and everyone dinner is served

Bokuto ran to the kitchen yelling

Bokuto: Baby owl’s Teriyaki Chicken

Sho then said and i also made you favorite dessert

Bokuto:Green tea Ice cream

Sho nodded

Suga: did you make all of this

Sho: minus the Onigiri yes I did

Atsumu:It’s so good this might be better than Fatty tuna

Osamu: is my twin ditching his all time favorite food for someone else’s

Oikawa’s pov

I notice this always happens whenever someone tries my brothers cooking they fall in love with it and him how do you think him and bokuto got together they do say the way to someone heart is through their stomach but my twin takes that saying a little to literal and he always ends up with a harem

From junior high to middle school to now it seems oh well there can’t win my brothers love they know this unless the want to see an aggressive owl in the form of Bokkun and that is not something even I want to see again

Everyone: thank you for the food shoyo/sho kun/baby owl/chibi chan/mini spiderman/ETC it was wonderful

Sho: It was Nothing really

Sho kissed bokuto and said

Sho:full big baby or do you want green tea ice that question goes for everyone

Bokuto’s eyes sparkled

Sho: i take it you want some i made enough to last the whole camp

Bokuto: my baby owl is the best

sho:Bokuto that does not mean watch sad movie just so you can eat it don't pout at me

Akaashi made some quick notes which read as follows

Bokuto’s weakness 101 Sho he goes all soft for him and like me sho seems the only other person to get him out of Emo mode

Bokuto’s weakness 102 sho’s cooking and desserts although I don’t think he is alone all of us volleyball players just fell in love with his cooking so make that a group weakness shoyo’s cooking is to die for literally

Sho saw what Akaashi wrote and said

Sho: that is high praise but my cooking isn’t that great

Everyone: He’s joking right

Kawa: no he is not he’s always like this humble and modest

Everyone 💭🤩 his perfect to bad he is taken Bokuto you are so lucky you better take care of him

Bokuto suddenly sneezed

Bokuto: A-A -Achoo 🤧

Sho: oh god are you sick

Bokuto: I’m fine baby owl lets practice

They went to practice with the third gym squad then get ready for the practice match with the American Lady Butterfly team so they went to bed early the next day sho got up early made breakfast for everyone

He then went to wake up bokuto and oikawa and told him it was time to go and meet the American team he left a note for everyone to find and left

Kiyoko went in to the kitchen to make breakfast to find it done as the teams were showing up they said thank you Kiyoko

Kyoko:Actually this wasn’t me look at the note they saw the note

Dear everyone me Tooru Ni and Bokuto have gone to Sumida City Gymnasium for a practice match against the American Lady butterfly team I made breakfast for all of you and see you when we get back in a couple of days i say that because if we win Captain Thomas will probably want us to go out celebrating and we will most likely be drunk anyway enjoy breakfast

Oikawa Shoyo

Kita: aww that is sweet of him

Yaku: he can be cold but he has a kind heart

Noya: shoyo cold impossible

Kenma: not impossible actually as his childhood best friend i know better than most

[megumillegal]

sugawara : oh, come on

daichi : no, suga-san, we are not using my handcuffs for non-work related purposes again

tanaka : non-work related purposes??

nishinoya : again???

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

👑Being Seijoh's Manager👑

Lesbian Manager Edition

Seijoh featuring Karasuno 👀 x Female Manager

Warnings: fluff, I didn't even out Swearing 😱

AN: This is an Anon request! This is an lgbtqia+ friendly fic 🏳️‍🌈

🌠 Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

This one has been HIGHLY anticipated 😏

And I'm unsure if it's because of our resident lesbian manager

Or because we get to bully Oikawa 🤣

Im gonna go with both 🥰

Anyways, let's get started!

Now you weren't exactly secretive about your sexuality

You just didn't feel the need to flaunt it

Like SOME PEOPLE 🙄

Oikawa constantly needing to be surrounded by his adoring fan girls 😒

Anyways, from the start it was pretty clear you had no interest in any of the guys

Sure they found you attractive

And I mean, heck they are attractive as hell

But there just wasn't anything there

All of them understood the memo

Except for one 🙃

One guess as to whom it was?

If you guessed anyone other than Oikawa, you clearly haven't read my headcannons before 🤣

But really, this man thinks he's the king of volleyball

And more importantly, he thinks everyone had a crush on him

Guys, girls, non-binary folk, you name it, this man things they all want a piece of him

Which is why your rejection makes for very entertaining content for Seijoh

Because I think they've all figured out you play for the other team

A except Oikawa

Which this scenario so hilarious

One day, you are taking notes and Oikawa approaches you

"Hey YN, I've got tickets to a concert this weekend? Wanna go with me?"- Oikawa, turning on the charm

"No thanks"- you, extinguishing said charm

Mattsun, Makki and Kunimi are all just watching

Honestly they are so nosey I can't even 💅🏼

"YN I've asked you out a million times and you've always said no! Don't you know what a privilege it is to be asked out by yours truely"- Oikawa

"Shut up loserkawa and leave YN alone"- Iwaizumi, ready and waiting for your signal to pounce

"I appreciate the offer Oikawa but I'm not interested"- you working on your notes

"BY WHY NOT YN-CHANN"- Oikawa now whining

"😐 I'm gay Oikawa"- you, channeling Ushi and stating at Oikawa

Oikawa 👉🏻👁👄👁 whet-

Makki, Mattsun and Kunimi 👉🏻🤣💀

Iwaizumi 👉🏻🙄🤚🏻🏐👦

"IWA CHAN PLEASE IM HEARTBROKEN"- Oikawa

"In order for you to be heartbroken, you would have actually had to have a chance Oikawa"- You getting up and walking away 🚶‍♀️

You better ask Oikawa if he needs some ointment for that BURN

After that, Oikawa silently competes eith you for the attention of his female fans

Not that you even need to compete 💅🏼 you could have any of them

But they aren't your type

But you know who your type is 👀👀

A certain crow manager that's who 🙌🏻

So when you are filling water bottles up and the gorgeous Kiyoko enters your vision

You all but see stars 🤩

Please Kiyoko is an absolute goddess 🤚🏻

"Hi there! I'm Kiyoko, I manage Karasuno"

"I'm YN, I managed Oikawa, I mean Seijoh"

Please her laugh 😭😭😭

You know, the season 4 laugh when she's in the bath with Yachi 👇🏻

Say less she's utter perfection

Unfortunately for you, you will have to deal with her two wards bodyguards

"Kiyoko come to my arms sweet mama!!"- Noya all but running towards you and Kiyoko

Suddenly he stops ✋️ Tanaka running into his back

"Holy crap- we've hit the jackpot!"- Tanaka

"There's one for each of us"- Noya 😍

Please Kiyoko smack them

It has been dealt with ☺️

That is, until your own resident idiot approaches 🙄

"Yn-chan are these delinquents bothering you"- Oikawa followed by Iwa and the gang

"No"- You 😐

Channeling Iwa 😌

Thank you sir for your dedication 🤗

Before you and Kiyoko part with your respective idiots, you shot your shoot

"Hey could I get your number? I think it'd be cool if we could hand out?"- You to Kiyoko

"Oh absolute! Give me your phone and I'll punch it in"- kiyoko

You exchange phones

"I texted myself 😉 see you later YN"- Kiyoko

You look down at your phone at kiyokos text

"Hey there cutie 💓 "

Please everyone is just watching you right now and taking notes 📝

"Damn that was smooth Yn"- Mattsun

How did you do that YN?"- Oikawa

Tanaka and Noya are just staring 👁👄👁

There's no way I could be THAT EASY

"It's easy Oikawa, I'm just polite"- you, turning to walk back to the gym

"Wow"- Oikawa, stunned 😲

Not YN the resident dating guru 🤣

Please Terushima is probably watching you too 😭

What can you say, it comes natural ☺️