#and youre let off after a doctor checks on you but iwaizumi’s still checking on someone else and you dont knowww

[seiwas]

SEL WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT PARAMEDIC IWAIZUMI BECAUSEEEEE..........

he could make my heart stop right there

[flyingwargle]

whumptober day 10: slurred words

kageyama hears it, rather than sees it.

they're playing against italy, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of spectators dressed in either country's colors. kageyama raises his hands, blinded by the familiar overhead stadium light, familiar yet oppressive at the same time. he tosses to the left. a triple block. bokuto goes for an uber cut shot, but the libero saves it. the setter sends it to the right. kageyama joins suna and bokuto for the block. the ball ricochets off his fingertips and flies to the side.

"follow!" his voice joins the chorus. kageyama is running back into position, sees a flash of orange after the ball. it arcs beautifully back toward him, and he goes for a quick down the middle. suna delivers, his spike going untouched. point to japan.

kageyama lands and nods at suna. he turns toward where hinata is, a compliment on his lips when-

he isn't there. he's sprawled on the floor, #10 bold across his fallen back. coach is crouched beside him, along with iwaizumi. the courtside medics hurry to the scene. kageyama runs.

"what happened?" he hears bokuto ask.

"landed head first after that save," is yaku's response. his teammates gather, but kageyama ignores them, heart thumping, breaths short.

"shou!" he slides to his knees in the huddle, iwaizumi graciously giving him space. the medic carefully rolls hinata onto his back, eyes squeezed shut, low groan escaping between his lips. kageyama leans forward. "shou, can you hear me?"

an unfocused eye opens, the barest smile curving his lips. "tobio..."

"it's me. i'm here." he touches his hand, their fingers rough and slick with sweat. "how's your head?"

"m'fine...just a lil' headache..."

iwaizumi frowns. "you're not fine. we need to take you to the infirmary immediately and get you checked out properly." more medics arrive, bringing a stretcher. he stands and gestures for kageyama to move back. "you're no help to him right now. move aside."

"he's my partner, i can't leave him," kageyama snaps.

"kageyama-"

"kageyama." coach speaks, the two of them snapping to attention. "let the medics take a look at him. iwaizumi is right; there's nothing you can do for him right now."

kageyama snaps his mouth shut, bows his head in apology. "i'll swap you out with miya," coach adds. "any player whose heart isn't in the game won't help the team."

they move back to the court, watching the medics carry hinata out. kageyama takes the bench, miya patting his shoulder to take his place, ushijima following. "shoyo will be fine," hoshiumi declares. "he's taken bigger falls. this is nothing." kageyama says nothing in response; instead of comfort, all he feels is a sense of dread trickling down his spine.

it takes four sets, but japan walks away victorious. kageyama doesn't stay to celebrate, hurrying to the infirmary with iwaizumi as soon as the final point is scored. it's down the corridor, away from the cameras and spectators, quiet yet hollow. iwaizumi opens the door.

"he has a concussion," one of the medics explain to them. "i advise letting him rest for now, until the team is ready to leave the venue. he won't be able to play until his doctor clears him."

iwaizumi nods and says something back, but kageyama has moved around them to kneel beside the cot, where hinata rests. someone had taken off his kneepads, compression sleeves, and socks and shoes. the orange crow pendant usually tucked beneath his collar is out. kageyama reaches for his own, a dark blue crow. "shou," he whispers, using his other hand to brush his fingers. "you awake?"

it takes a moment before his eye opens, slightly clouded but still retaining its beautiful shade of orange. "hi, yama," hinata whispers back. "did you see my save?"

his concern is overwhelmed by his frustration, quiet anger sparking his words. "you're still the same reckless dumbass from high school. what good is getting yourself injured, to the point that you can't play?"

hinata's brow crinkles slightly, a faint frown on his lips. "i'm sorry. it was in the moment- i wasn't thinking-"

"if you think too much, you'll get a fever," kageyama snorts. "have some common sense at least, you dumbass. so what you can't save the ball? we'll just take it back. together." with that out of the way, he melts, the tension keeping him upright dissolving, to the point that he falls against the cot. "you hit your head pretty badly. we're only getting older, you can't sleep it off and be fine the next day."

"i don't wanna hear about getting older from you."

"then, who? iwaizumi-san?"

"oh, in that case..." a spark of mirth ignites in his gaze. "we can talk about it, but only how we'll still be playing volleyball 'till we're geezers."

kageyama lets out a breath, flooded by affection for his partner. "seriously, don't do that again, okay? i don't want to think about not being able to play together, after all this time on separate teams." and yet, once the vnl is over, they'll be back on opposite sides of the world, oceans apart, tethered by not only for their love for each other but volleyball. in the end, though, it'll be their love that'll unite them, whenever that'll be.

one of the assistant coaches tells them that they're about to leave, and how bokuto already loaded their bags for them. kageyama takes his jacket off to put over hinata's shoulders, piggybacking him down the corridor after iwaizumi toward the exit. hinata's head rests against his shoulder, eyes closed, breathing slow as he drifts off. "love you, idiot."

"love you too, dumbass."

[lovely-keii]

Their Wisdom Teeth Get Taken Out

Characters: Sugawara Koushi, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Bokuto Koutarou, Kita Shinsuke

Sugawara Koushi

honestly so annoying the entire time. like, way more than expected.

“you cant ask me to do that! i have a partner!”

“sir, i’m just asking you to open your mouth so i can check it.”

“no! my s/o will fight youuuuuuu”

“no, i won’t do that, koushi. please just open your mouth so the nurse can check it.”

honestly looks so offended you said that.

“oh. so now you’re giving me away?”

you just sigh and hand him an empty cup that he was reaching for, for no reason at all.

and this man has the audacity to swipe his hand across the cup and IT GOES FLYING.

“that was rude.”

“yeah, it was koushi.”

“i’m sorry.”

“okay, but can you open your mouth?”

he does as you say and opens his mouth, but as soon as she puts her finger in to check the cotton, he bites down. hard.

she pulls her finger out as he cackles. no remorse, at all.

so you see the nurse shake her hand before trying to settle him down to no avail.

at one point, you and the nurse just give up for a second before trying to get him to listen again.

he gets so annoying to the point where you have to constantly remind yourself that he probably has no real comprehension of anything at the moment.

you two get him to finish the final check up, although really slowly because he just won’t listen.

Oikawa Tooru

“i feel hideous, y/n.”

“don’t worry, you’re super hot.”

“well, i feel ugly.”

“you’re not.”

“well, that’s not helping.”

you chuckle a bit because of the deadpan, dazed look he has on his face as he talks.

“i think you might be laughing at how ugly i am right now.”

“no, i’m not. you’re still gorgeous.”

“then why aren’t you giving me a kiss?”

“your mouth is still all bloody, kawa. it’s unsanitary.”

he groans in defeat, opting to lean over to the side of the chair.

you catch him because he was about to fall with the amount of weight he put off of the chair.

he’s moaning in pain, while cupping his hands all over his face.

“call the nurse and ask her if i’m ugly, i need an honest answer!”

so you do and she assures him that he’s still as attractive as ever and he still refuses to believe it.

“kawa, you’re as pretty as ever. i love you!”

“see? that’s all you had to say! i love you toooooo!”

promptly falls asleep right after.

Iwaizumi Hajime

was watching a hospital drama the night before, which you shouldn’t have let him.

all was going well, and despite the way he kept trying to poke the dentist’s ears because he thought they looked funny, he was listening to the doctors.

of course, that was until a machine started beeping, which triggered some thought in him.

“OH MY GOD, I’M DEAD?!”

all hell breaks loose from there on out.

he refuses to do anything or even move.

he’s mad that you “let him die looking like a ‘ugly tomato soup boy’”

“you’re not dead, babes. that was just a machine.”

“and if it beeps it means i’m dead! baby, you need to study. you’re being dumb, because i’m gonna have to call the cops and tell them i died because you let me.”

“awh, you think i’m dumb?”

“no! of course not, i love you. i didn’t say that! i’m sorryyy”

“but you said that i was being dumb!”

“nOooOoOO, i didn’t mean it like that! you’re not dumb.”

he refuses to believe that he isn’t dead and that he doesn’t have powers to talk to the living.

he tells you he loves you but continues to get upset about how everyone watched him die looking like a ‘tomato soup boy’, which he still refuses to explain.

the dentist hands him a mirror and he gasps so loudly.

“I’M NOT DEAD BECAUSE IF I WAS DEAD I WON’T BE ON THE MIRROR BECAUSE VAMPIRES DON’T GO ON MIRRORS!”

after that, he goes back to cooperating with the dentist.

Bokuto Koutarou

he is completely all over the place.

crying, sobbing, babbling incoherently, wailing. any form of crying and making loud, unintelligible noises, you name it and he’s doing it.

he’s crying because of everything and anything.

“WHY IS THE CHAIR BLUEEEEEEE? DO THEY HATE NEKOMA? THEY HATE MY BEST FRIEEEEEEENDD!”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE NURSE HAS TO CHECK MY MOUTH? NOOOOOO, IS MY MOUTH BROKEN?”

“I DON’T LIKE THE AIR HERE! Y/NNNNNNN, GET ME OUT!”

at one point he’s crying about how he loves you. kinda embarrassing because you can hear it from all the way out the hall.

the kids there would be getting nervous because, why is a grown man crying? was it that bad?

he asks you to get him a popsicle, and with the permission of his dentist, who was slowly getting fed up with the screams as well, you did.

he licks it and stops crying, luckily. but he’s visibly upset about how cold it is.

“why is it so cold? how am i supposed to eat it now?”

he looks away for a second to stare at some cotton on the table and when he looks back at his possible, he completely forgets how to eat it.

he starts tearing up, so you have to feed him.

“open your mouth, kou!”

he starts tearing up anyway, but at least he’s not screaming anymore.

just uncontrollable crying for no good reason.

holds your index finger the entire time and squeezes it from time to time just because he misses you. even though you’re standing right beside him.

Kita Shinsuke

turns into a 5 year-old.

“do i get candy after i show you my mouth?”

is super sweet about everything, just really dozed off.

he occasionally sighs, and you think there’s a problem but he tells you that he’s just ‘breathing strongly to exercise his lungs’.

he somehow kicks his shoe off and it somehow nails you right on the knee.

he laughs at you but apologizes anyway.

at one point, he gets confused about where he was and insists you bring him home.

which was a problem because the dentist was checking his teeth and when trying to talk he was just continually chomping on the poor guy’s finger.

a bloody cotton drops out of his mouth and into his lap and he panics.

he shrieks tries to put it back into his mouth so the nurse has to stop and wrestle it from him for a good second because it had to be changed anyway.

“but that’s my tongue. i need it back.”

“it’s just cotton, don’t worry, it’s not your tongue.”

gets really upset about it and gets all whiney after.

“i just lost a part of my tongueeee. nooooooo.”

when you get out, he tells a dude not to do it because his tongue would fall out.

the guy was his dentist who just chuckled and patted his back.

he gets candy after, though.

[sunfish-studies]

Flight Down

✄・・・ Crisp Leaves [Aoba Johsai Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Aoba Johsai x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: attempt murder (???). Jealous, borderline crazy fangirls. Hospital. Injury. Blood. Slurs

➜ Notes: Manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall, around 170.5 cm.

↷ SUMMARY ↶

More than a time, things went out of control–not only because of us, but others could be held responsible for it too.

You couldn’t always keep everything under your command–that is life and you understand that aspect very well. The perfect scenario planned in your head will always be interrupted by something–nothing is called ‘run smoothly’ all the time in this world.

That’s why you always tried to prepare–still with that, sometimes things went out of your control league. No, it’s not because of you–factors from the third party successfully caught you off-guard, however you tried to settle everything down as best as you could.

Except this.

“Quit being the manager. How many times do I have to tell you that?”

“And how many times do I need to let you know that it won’t happen.”

Intimidation of Oikawa’s fangirls–they never did it in the light of the day because they had it done via underground and dirty ways. One of them was cornering you.

“You disgust me.” She gritted her teeth. “Really that thirsty for attention, huh, whore?”

You held your head high. “I should be the one saying that.”

“Why you-!”

“Wait, Mako-!”

The next thing you knew, your feet didn’t touch the ground anymore���everything flashed, but at the same time fell into slow motion in your head. Your head went blank before it was immediately dragged back to reality by excoriating pain hammered onto your body.

Opening your eyes–you didn’t even know when you closed them–the world was blurry, the first thing in your line of sight were stairs. All you heard was intense ringing in your eardrums, failing to comprehend anything went through your hearings.

“What did you do!? This isn’t the part of the plan!”

“You’re a murderer! I can’t believe this!”

“I-It was an accident!”

“I don’t want to be involve!”

“S-someone call an ambulance!!“

Everything hurts.

                                                        ✎ . . . .

Oikawa goofed around most of the time, however there are times he discarded that personality and turned into someone who could be mistaken as someone else or another person possessing him.

You weren’t back from filling the water bottles for quite some time and the team started to get dehydrated. So, as a captain, he went to fetch you–already arranging a set of teasing complete with its plan B if somehow all of them failed.

He was ready to teased the heck out of you, he was ready to annoyed you with the most recent useless gossip he managed to hear during class, he was ready to be smacked on the back because you’re so done with his antics.

But, he was never ready to see you lying on the ground at the bottom of the stairs motionless–small splatters of red visible beside your head.

He swore he lost several beats of his heart from the view. And everything went blur for him–running in extremely fast pace his brain failed to comprehend fully to every detail.

He remembered screaming so loud the team could hear him from the gym.

He remembered rushing towards you, harshly fell onto his knees–trying his best to pick you up into his arms from the floor gently even though his hands trembling greatly.

He remembered the sticky and wet sensation on his palm once he placed a hand on your head–when he pulled back, thick crimson color decorated.

Iwaizumi was the one who answered to his desperate screaming for help–borderline of panic and hysteric. Once he arrived, he could hear blood roaring in his ears and his mind blanking for a few seconds. The precious few seconds he could use to call an ambulance or screaming for the coach instead of being frozen on the spot–eyes widening in horror.

Hanamaki joined the screaming parade almost automatically–panic drenched him instantly when his eyes found your battered form in Oikawa’s arms. The captain had tears running down his cheeks and he swore he felt the same. But he welcomed the panic, because it grounded him to reality and went to his captain–asking questions. Is it for his sanity or Oikawa’s he didn’t know.

Matsukawa had to lean onto the wall–somehow, his legs lost their strength to keep him standing. He even had to punch the wall as hard as he could–no, it wasn’t because he’s angry, it’s because he needed the pain to assure himself that this was indeed reality. Even if he knew it was real, his mind was still trying to deny the truth.

If Matsukawa leaned onto the wall, then Yahaba slumped to the ground once he witnessed the horrifying scene. He couldn’t move an inch–as if his body was chained to the ground. He couldn’t even tell if he was breathing or not–his mind went white without anything present. Trembling heavily on the ground, he could hear his ears ringing–blocking Hanamaki and Oikawa’s screams.

Watari instantly put a hand upon his mouth–if he didn’t, his lunch would be out of his stomach from the intense paranoia and panic crashing onto him. With shaking hands, he snatched his phone from his pocket–pressing the emergency call button in order to seek for medical help.

Kyotani was no better than Iwaizumi or Matsukawa. The boy was rooted to the ground, eyes widening. He knew he need to do something, anything to get this sort immediately. The sooner you got help, the better it will be. However, no matter how he screamed to his own mind, his body wouldn’t move an inch.

Kindaichi was instantly by your side. His body and mind didn’t synchronize–he couldn’t hear what he said, all he felt was his lips moving however all he heard was the beating of his heart trying to wrench its way out of his chest. His mind supplied him with endless questions–how on earth did this happen? Who did it? Why?

Kunimi almost retched on the spot–seeing thick red line running from your head to your chin was enough to nearly forced itself to be emptied. His breath went out of control–his mind was consumed in panic, his brain was numbed by shock, his body felt as if there were mountains holding it down.

Coach Irihata barked at the medical team to immediately take you to the hospital–not minding anything about practice at the moment. Coach Mizoguchi tried his best to ground the other boys, giving his shoulder to lean on.

Thankfully, after hospital and several detailed vital check-ups, you didn’t appear to receive heavy concussion. Still, you had to suffer a mild one because the height wasn’t something you would laugh about. The doctor listed everything–bruises, light sprain on your left leg, gratefully none of broken bones, absence from school for at least a week.

The team never failed to give you a visit almost every day after practice–the coaches even went with them for the sake of seeing you. They brought along sweets and small gifts to wish you well (and you never thought Kyotani would give you a bouquet of fresh irises, he’s really thoughtful).

While they put up a façade as if nothing happened, truthfully they flipped the school upside down. The Coach Irihata reported the incident to the principal, demanding a throughout search for the culprit. At first they deemed it was some sort of accident, however if you were to fall from the stairs from tripping you would at least protected your head and conscious–thus calling someone for help via phone or else.

Fortunately, someone heard some girls talking about the incident the other day–something in line about ‘what should they do?’, ‘what if Otohaku reported them?’. The team didn’t want to question you, seeing how you trembled slightly after Coach Mizoguchi asked gently of what’s truly happening.

They immediately reported it to the volleyball team, although promising to keep their name anonymous because they didn’t want to be involve.

If the three girls went unscratched from the volleyball team’s confrontation physically, it would leave a huge scar mentally. Well, would it be a prank if tall boys suddenly barged into your classroom to slap a hand upon your desk? Their looks were nothing less than menacing.

At the end, the culprits blubbered out an apology–even as far as kneeling on the ground from Oikawa’s glowering stare. He felt a sickening satisfaction from the view–though he hoped he could make her pay more for hurting you out of ugly jealousy.

[kaitycole]

I'll help by sending one! How about Iwa or Kuroo having to take care of a sick or injured s/o, please? Thank you! Ily!

I saw the 'or' and raised you both lol I hope you enjoy!

Kuroo (when you are sick)

Let’s be real

This man treasures you above all, so he probably notices you’re feeling a bit off before you even register it

Dr. Kuroo is on the job (I could see him asking you to call him that jokingly and then becoming a flustered mess when you actually do)

Has the ‘YN sick starter kit’ on the ready

It has your fave sick day snacks, trashy magazines, the best tasting cough drops (Halls Breezers, fyi), etc

Definitely went to the store and picked you up a new plushy to cuddle with for when he’s can’t be in bed next to you

Let’s you borrow that one hoodie he swore he never would to help you stay warm if you have the chills (totally lets you have it after you get better)

Chances are he’s taken time off from work to stay at home with you the entire duration of your sickness

If he can’t (slim chance but still) he sets you up like Rory did to Lorelai after her break-up with Luke, placing everything you need within arm’s reach from things you’ll definitely need to things you might but probably won’t need

Asks Kenma to game with you (Kenma loves you so he’d do it without Kuroo asking) since being in bed is super boring

He’s also told the whole Nekoma group chat so they will periodically send you memes/funny videos to keep you entertained

You are loved by many

There’s nothing that you couldn’t ask him for while you’re sick in bed, hot from a fever, voice a little raspy, Kuroo would get you the moon if you’d get better faster

He hates seeing you anything more than your vibrant self, part of him probably feels like he could’ve done something to prevent this

If only he hadn’t been too tired to dry your hair last week or if he’d double checked you took your vitamins will plague his thoughts

But you conquer those thoughts when you look up at him, eyes barely open from being so exhausted, nose stuffy and say, “Tetsu, cuddles please.”

Zero hesitation on his part, he will hop right in next to you, letting you bury your face into his chest, to hell with getting sick

Let’s you put on your favorite movie that you will quote entirely and will want to watch at least two more times within the next 24 hours without complaining

If you thought Kuroo Tetsuro treated you like royalty when you weren’t sick, strap in because somehow he treats you better than royalty when you are sick

And if you ask him why, he’ll tell you that it’s because the best thing to ever happen to his life deserves to be treated as such

Bonus

Kuroo definitely gets sick

Will definitely whine about being sick, the whole it’s a cold but acting like his leg was cut off

But secretly doesn’t mind the throbbing headache or body aches because you’re taking care of him

Because you look at him with such soft eyes as you lay a wet cloth on his forehead, lazily dragging your fingertips across his cheek, enjoying the coolness of your touch against his feverish skin

Iwaizumi (when you’ve gotten injured)

“Hajime, you’re gonna laugh”

He definitely did not laugh

Busted into the ER like a man on a mission where you’re his target

You had been walking down some stairs outside your work and slipped, nothing major so said the doctor

But to Iwa is it major, the love of life is hurt and he wasn’t there to protect them

Even though the doctor (and he himself knows) the injury isn’t that serious, he treats you like you’re in a body cast

Has pillows in the living room to prop your leg up if you wanna lay on the couch

Has pillows ready on the bed if that’s where you’d prefer to rest and elevate the ankle

Also has your favorite blanket ready to cover you up

If you’re cuddling, he contorts his body in the weirdest way to make sure you have max comfort and he doesn’t accidentally hit your ankle

Will do the above even if he’s laying on the opposite side of your injury, he swears it’s just to be safe

Sets you up with everything you’ll need within arm’s reach

Gets you whatever you want to eat, read, drink, etc

You want that brand of soda that’s two stops from your apartment? He’s already out the door

Kinda wanna try that candy Oikawa brought back from Argentina? He’s already called the setter and told him to bring some over

Will try to cook your favorite meals even if he never has before (probably won’t end well but you appreciate the effort)

A total pro at RICE (rest, ice, compression, elevation) for obvious reasons, but it feels different applying those methods to an injury on you

Has a timer set for when ice goes on and come off, when you need to take painkillers if needed

Wraps your ankle flawlessly and with a soothing gentle touch

Suddenly you feel a brief twinge of jealousy to those who also experienced Iwa’s skills

Becomes a helicopter parent essentially

Rushes over to you when you try to get up or telling you to sit that he’d do it

You saw him browsing online for a cane for you to use, but gave up on the idea when you swore you’d move out if he did

Tries to get you to rest longer, but you feel perfectly fine and to be fair, you’re ready to get back to freely moving around

Will definitely make you lay down so he can do stretches to not just your previously injured ankle but your other one as well, in hopes it will prevent future injuries

It becomes a pre-bed routine that you both do various stretches (get your heads out of the gutter, tsk tsk)

Bonus

If he ever gets injured, he will do one of the following two

One: Tell you that he can “simply walk it off”

You simply have too much on your plate to bother with him (You are never too busy to care for him)

Two: Be a totally baby and act helpless, like babe you jammed your finger, get up

Because he adores when you dote on him, the way you use the most careful touches to soothe his pain and how you scrunch your nose up when your wrapping technique doesn’t look like he’s would

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

5 Minutes | Hajime Iwaizumi

Pairing: Hajime Iwaizumi x f!reader

Prompt/summary: After your session with doctor Iwaizumi earlier in the day after your coffee date was abruptly cut short by his call to return to the hospital, you assumed that your night was going to be rather dull. Around 10 PM, you were watching a tv show, debating on showering so you didn’t have to get up earlier tomorrow morning before heading in to work, but a knock on the door takes your attention away from the show playing and your thoughts and instead your directed to the one and only Iwaizumi, a man you thought you were done seeing for the night. Instead of being left alone like you thought you might be, with the exception of a goodnight text to and from Iwaizumi, you were back in the bedroom with the man, though this time without a call from the hospital to steal him away from you 

Word count: 4.2K

Warnings/contents: Smut: Light clit stimulation, penetration, light squirting, lots of kissing and moaning. Mild language, light flirting, fluff, 18+

Notes: Because this is the continuation of Ultrasound Room and Coffee Date, you and Iwaizumi are around 25-28 in this part. I hope that you enjoy this. It’s going to be the last (as of right now, who knows if I’ll get motivation later for something new) part of this doctor Iwaizumi series I’ve made. Yet, finally, a wholesome and sexual ending to a doctor Iwaizumi chapter that you’ve all been waiting for 😌

The masterlist for the 5 minutes series in in the name if you would like to go and check out the other characters that I’ll be posting! 

Part 1 (Ultrasound Room) | Part 2 (Coffee Date) | Part 3 (current chapter) 

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Minute 5

The clock on your wall showed that it was 10 PM now as you sat there watching a crime show. You had been debating on going to bed early tonight because you were sort of tired, though you were still left squirming on the seat since your earlier session with Iwaizumi was cut short a second time. That had been over 4 hours ago and you were still antsy and could tell that you were wet despite not thinking much about sex or even Iwaizumi himself. You were working on focusing on the show in front of you, trying to decide whether or not you wanted to shower and then head to bed or just go straight to sleep and wake up early to shower.

As you were deciding, there was a knock on your door. You frowned and stood, pausing your show as you walked the short distance around your sofa and checking out of the peephole. You were surprised to see the handsome doctor standing outside of your door and wondered if maybe he had texted you ad you had simply not heard the text tone, though you opened the door for him anyways.

“Hey, what are you doing here so late?” You asked, catching the man’s attention as he looked around the outside of your house. He sent you a smile and shifted his weight onto his other foot.

“I just finished working and… I felt bad, and thought I’d check up on you.”

“Ah, I see work never stops following you around, huh? Still being a doctor and checking up on people?” Iwaizumi gave a soft chuckle and sent you a little smile as you let him inside of your house.

“I wanted to make sure that what I said earlier wasn’t too much.” He said, facing you as you turned to lock the door before looking back at him. “I really like you and I really don’t want to screw this up by going too fast and scaring you off— and I know that showing up at your house past 10 pm on a weekday without so little as a text may not be the best way to show that I don’t want to freak you out, but… I didn’t know what else to do exactly.” You gave a soft chuckle and stepped closer to the man.

“You’re not scaring me off,” you said, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek that seemed to make him warm beneath your touch. “In fact, I like it.” You said, looking back into his pretty green eyes. “Nobody has ever made an effort with me before, and I know we’re not in a relationship, but you’re making a lot of effort so far.” Iwaizumi sent you a soft smile, hesitancy reaching up and brushing a stray hair back from your face.

“It’s like I said, I really like you.” You smiled, chewing on the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from grinning stupidly.

“I really like you, too.” Iwaizumi smiled a bit more and leaned closer to you, making you wonder if he was going to kiss you before he stopped.

“Then… maybe next time we go on a date, we go on a date as more than just a doctor and a patient hanging out.” He said quietly, his nose brushing against yours as he got closer. “Maybe we go as… boyfriend and girlfriend…?” This time you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling even as you bit down on your bottom lip, nodding along to his words.

“I’d really like that.” Iwaizumi smiled, leaning a bit closer.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Please do.” Iwaizumi’s lips pressed to yours, his hand gently cupping your cheek and keeping you close as he kissed you in a softer way than he ever had before. You pushed yourself up closer to the man, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and making him smile a bit as he turned his head into the kiss. One of your hands slid up into his hair as you pushed closer to the man and felt his tongue sliding into your mouth.

Iwaizumi gently pushed you back against the door, giving you a feeling of déjà vu as earlier the man had you pushed against the door of his apartment just like this. You wrapped your tongue around his and gave a soft and content hum into the kiss. You pulled away a few seconds later and gave a soft puff of air as you looked up at the man.

“Wanna finish what we started earlier?”

“More than anything.”

Minute 4

You gave a soft smile leaned up to kiss the man again. Iwaizumi brought you easily up into his arms, holding tightly onto your thighs and bringing you in the living room towards your sofa. You leaned down to kiss the mans neck as he walked you to your sofa, setting you down and moving to get on top of you.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he leaned down on top of you, kissing the man back and sliding the soft shirt that he wore up his back. Iwaizumi pulled back only to strip his shirt off before leaning back in to kiss you.

A soft sound came from you into the kiss as you kept the man close. His hand slid down your side, pushing down into your sweatpants. You gave a soft moan as his fingers rubbed at your clit, making you shift beneath the attractive man on the sofa.

“You’re still pretty wet,” he whispered, making you give a soft smile as your cheeks warmed.

“I haven’t exactly been able to stop thinking about earlier.” You said, making the man smile.

“I promise this time I won’t leave you unsatisfied.” He whispered before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your neck. “Work doesn’t need me back.”

“And if they do?” You asked in a soft voice as he kissed along your neck.

“They don’t, and if they think that they do, then they can survive without me,” he said, pressing a kiss to your jaw. “I told them I was leaving. And besides, I have more important things to do now.” He said, pushing his lips back against yours. You gave a small smile, kissing him deeply and bringing him closer with your leg around him as the man rubbed at your clit. You broke the kiss quickly, pulling back and meeting his eyes.

“Hajime?”

“Hmm?”

“Will you put it inside of me now?” You asked, swearing that you could see a light flush on his cheeks before he gave a nod and moved back from you. You watched as Iwaizumi undid the button on his jeans and slid his zipper down, eyeing you carefully and licking his lips in the meanwhile as he thought about feeling you again. Iwaizumi took his jeans off, kicking them onto the floor by the sofa before reaching down and sliding your sweatpants off. You lifted your hips to help as the man easily pulled the pants off of you and tossed them aside before he reached down and slid his hands along your thighs.

“You have no idea how badly I’m craving to feel you again.” He said, looking between your legs and pulling your panties to the side as he gently rubbed at your bare clit, earning a soft moan from you. “I can’t really make fun of you for being this wet when I haven’t been able to stop thinking about feeling you again.” You flushed as the man met your eyes and lifted your hips to help him slide your panties off as well. You could see just how hard Iwaizumi already was through his boxers as you shifted on the sofa.

“You have no idea how ready I am to feel you inside of me again.” You said as the man started to take his boxers off in a hurry. “Nobody feels as good you.” He gave a soft chuckle and leaned closer as he tossed his boxers to the side, his lips pressing a quick kiss to your own as he slid his hand up and pulled your shirt up.

“I think I can imagine— because I want to feel you around me just as badly.” He said, pulling back to slide your shirt up all the way and look at your breasts. “Fuck… you are so incredibly sexy.” He said, leaning in to press a kiss to your chest before he pulled back and lined his cock up with your entrance. “Are you sure you’re ready?” He said, watching you nod quickly.

“I’m so ready.” Iwaizumi nodded, gently starting to rock himself inside of you. You gave a soft moan and shifted on the sofa, bringing your leg off of the cushions and resting your foot on the floor. Iwaizumi rocked himself slowly inside of you, earning more soft moans from you as he stretched you out until he was all the way inside of you.

Minute 3

Iwaizumi pressed his lips to yours while you adjusted to his size, his warm chest pressing against your own as he reached up and grasped your hand, his fingers sliding between yours as he pressed a quick kiss to your lips before resting his forehead against your own. Iwaizumi gently rocked his hips against yours, earning a soft moan from you as you kept one of your legs tightly wrapped around his body by the back of the sofa. He started to move at a slow pace, making you give a slightly pained moan.

“Are you okay?” He asked quietly. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No, please don’t,” you said quickly, wrapping your arm around the man and giving his hand a soft squeeze at the same time. “I want you so bad, please don’t stop.” Iwaizumi gave a soft nod and pressed a kiss to your lips that you eagerly leaned into. The man on top of you smelled remarkably well, just as he had earlier in the day before he had to hurry back to work. You weren’t sure if he took the time to spritz more cologne on after work or if he had simply smelled amazing all of the time, but you couldn’t complain one bit, only wanting to stay closer to the dreamy smelling man while he thrusted inside of you.

“You feel so good,” he whispered, pressing his head to yours and giving a soft moan as you clenched tightly around him with every thrust he gave inside of you. “God, I could stay like this with you for the rest of the night,” he said, moving his hips a bit faster while you were squirming beneath him.

“Ah, shit— Hajime, it feels so good,” you moaned, your nails digging into the skin on his back while the man thrusted inside of you at a steady pace. You kept your eyes closed, leaning into Iwaizumi and tightly squeezing his hand. Every thrust inside of you from the man on top of you made you feel better. With how wild your mind had been running all day, you were desperate to feel his cock inside of you like this. Desperate to feel his lips along your skin and and his hands on your body— or in this case in your own. You curled your toes while the man moved inside of you. It was getting easier with nearly every thrust as you were starting to get wetter around the man. He could feel how close you were getting to an orgasm with his slow and steady pace inside of you.

Part of Iwaizumi just couldn’t wait until you were dripping around him again, moaning and begging for him with your nails in his back. He hadn’t ever thought about a person he’d treated in such a way, but there’d been something different about you right from the start. He just couldn’t help himself when it came to you, wanting to hear your whiny moans as you squirted around his cock. Soft grunts came from Iwaizumi as your pussy squeezed tight around him.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” you moaned quietly, grabbing onto the man and knowing that your neighbors were most likely still awake— something that urged you to stay quiet so that they didn’t get alerted with how you were spending your night. “God, you feel so good— please Haj, please make me cum…!” He gave a soft hum, resting his head against yours as he continued to thrust inside of you at the same pace, giving a few soft moans while your breasts bounced against his chest slightly with how you pressed against him. “Ah, fuck Hajime— fuck Hajime!” You moaned, curling your toes tightly as the man started to move just a bit faster. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum— fuck, fuck— I’m gonna cum!” Your hand squeezed tight at his own, your other hand scratching along his back while the man brought you closer to an orgasm, his pelvis rubbing against your clit with every thrust.

Iwaizumi gave a moan, grabbing tightly onto your hand as he tried to keep a steady pace inside of you. He wanted you to cum and worried if he were to slow down his movements that you might lose the sensation. He knew how to make a woman orgasm, though in your case the issue was not reaching his own orgasm too quickly because of how good you made him physically feel along with how you made him feel emotionally.

You clenched around him and finally reached your orgasm around the man. Iwaizumi gave a moan as you clenched tightly around him, feeling himself getting closer to his own orgasm as you moaned and dug your nails into his back.

“Ah, fuck!” You laid your head back, eyes squeezed tightly while the man gave a few more thrusts inside of you before he reached his own orgasm quickly tonight— maybe because he was working himself up so much today, maybe because you made him feel too good— you made a weak man out of Iwaizumi and he didn’t exactly know how to feel about it. He wasn’t a complainer, though he also wasn’t quite done making you feel good yet.

“Mmm, that felt good,” he said, continuing to gently rock his hips against yours as you looked at the man through half-lidded eyes. “I just can’t get enough of you.” He said, watching you carefully as you gave soft moans. “I can’t get enough of how good you feel. Of these sexy tits of yours against me. Of these pretty lips of yours. I could kiss you for hours.” He said, biting down on his bottom lip as he felt you clench around him. “I could stay with you forever and never want to leave.”

“So don’t leave.”

Minute 2

“Don’t play with my feelings,” he said with a little chuckle as you gave a small smile.

“I wouldn’t mind you staying for awhile.” You said, giving a soft moan as he continued to gently thrust himself inside of you. “But if you’re going to stay then maybe we should move to the bedroom,” you said, making the man hum as he nodded and pulled back. You hated that he left you so quickly, though Iwaizumi was quick to offer you a hand and help you stand. He let you guide him to the bedroom, shutting the door behind the two of you while you flipped the overhead light on. You looked back at the man as he smiled at you, reaching down to pick you up by your legs that you were quick to wrap around his waist.

The man brought you to the bed, laying you down and getting on top of you immediately. He lined his cock up with your entrance again, this time easily pushing himself quickly inside of you and making you give a shocked moan as you laid your head back on the comfortable bed.

“Ah, fuck!” You said as the man started to rock himself inside of you. “God, you’re so big,” you moaned, eyebrows furrowing inwards. The man on top of you gave a soft hum and leaned down, pressing his lips to yours as he kept your legs tightly wrapped around his waist. “It feels so good, Haj,” you broke the kiss with a moan, curling your toes and keeping your arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders. You were quick to push your lips back to his, a sloppy kiss that neither of you wanted to break. You shifted beneath the man and moaned. “Hajime, fuck— I want you so bad.” You mumbled as the man thrusted inside of you. “Please, fuck— go faster, go faster— please!” You begged the man who did just as you asked with deep and fast thrusts inside of you that made your pussy clench around him so suddenly and earned a deep moan from the man that sounded as if it came from the back of his throat. “Ah, fuck!” Your toes curled painfully on the bed as Iwaizumi moved inside of you.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Iwaizumi mumbled, pressing his head to your shoulder as you laid your head back on the bed. “You’re so tight…” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your skin gently. “God, you’re gonna make me cum again so fast,” he nuzzled his head closer to you, keeping a steady pace inside of you and listening to your loud moans as you nearly clung to the man.

Iwaizumi leaned up, kissing your neck gently as your breasts pressed against his chest. Your nails scratched along his back as Iwaizumi sucked lightly on your skin and seemed to make you wetter around him as he sucked a small mark onto your skin.

“Ah, fuck— daddy!” You moaned, not thinking too much about your neighbors like you were in the living room. You dug your nails into his back, toes curling as you got close to reaching another orgasm around the mans shaft. You were left nearly panting, unable to catch your breath between constant moans as the man moved inside of you and made no effort to slow down to let you breathe as he sucked on your neck. His teeth gently nibbled on your skin, earning a soft moan from you that made the mans cock twitch inside of you. “Fuck, it feels so good— I’m gonna cum!” You moaned loudly, squeezing your eyes shut as you quickly reached another orgasm around the mans shaft.

A sweet moan came from Iwaizumi as you squirted out around him— tightening around his shaft and making the man moan as he got closer to his own orgasm inside of you. With the constant movements, you moaned loudly and squirmed beneath the man on the bed beneath Iwaizumi.

“Fuck— fuck it feels so good!” You moaned out, your mouth nearly hung open the entire time as the man thrusted inside of you. “God, it feels so fucking good! You’re so big— you’re so fucking big!” Your eyebrows were furrowed inwards as you seemed to nearly be dripping out around the man as you reached another orgasm around Iwaizumi’s shaft. The man on top of you leaned back, panting as he eyed you. He glanced down, watching your breasts bounce as he held himself up on his tired arms after a long day. His cock twitched again inside of you as he looked at you, licking his lips and feeling himself getting closer to an another orgasm and closing his eyes as he hung his head.

“God, you’re squeezing me so fucking good,” Iwaizumi mumbled out between a moan. “It feels so good, baby. It feels so fucking good…” He squeezed his eyes shut, giving three more fast and hard thrusts before he reached his orgasm inside of you. Iwaizumi gave a moan, shifting on top of you and giving a few soft, panting breaths as he stopped moving his cock inside of you with quick thrusts.

Minute 1

Iwaizumi stayed inside of you, leaning down and pressing his head to your shoulder as his tired body laid on top of yours. You were both quiet, taking a few seconds to catch your breath. Iwaizumi didn’t bother moving, nuzzling a bit closer to you and giving a soft puff of warm breath against your neck.

“That felt so good,” you mumbled quietly, stretching your sore fingers out that had previously been in his back. Iwaizumi gave a soft hum, pushing himself up on his arms and looking down at you. He sent you a little smile, reaching up and gently cupping your cheek in his hand in the meanwhile and leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips. “Are you gonna leave?” You asked quietly as the man pulled back, though he shook his head before he pressed his forehead to yours, keeping his eyes closed.

“Not unless you tell me to.” He said. You gave a little smile, keeping your arms wrapped around the man as he relaxed back on top of you again.

“I don’t want you to go.” You said beneath your breath. For a second you thought that maybe Iwaizumi hadn’t heard you, though a few seconds later he pressed a quick, soft kiss to your lips and nuzzled his head against yours.

“I won’t leave.” He said, moving to press his head down to your shoulder as you slid your hand up his shoulders and pushed your fingers into his hair. “I promise.” You got closer to the man, shifting a bit and giving a soft moan because he was still inside of you. Iwaizumi was quiet for a few minutes as the two of you were winding down, though part of you wondered if maybe he had fallen asleep. You gently ran your hand along his back, nails gently sliding along his skin as Iwaizumi kept his eyes closed and stayed comfortably close to you.

“Are you still awake?” You asked quietly, not wanting to wake the man if he were to have fallen asleep.

“Mhm.” He mumbled quietly. “Do you need something?” You were quick to shake your head even though the man couldn’t see you.

“No, I was just wondering.” He gave a soft hum, pressing a light kiss to your skin and nuzzling against you again right afterwards.

“You’re so warm,” he yawned, bringing his arms around you and holding you close. “It might make me fall asleep.” You gave a soft laugh, gently massaging the mans head and keeping your head laid back on the bed to stare at the bland white ceiling.

“I won’t complain if you do.” You said. “You’re warm, too.” He gave a soft hum and kissed your skin again. “Unless you want to go— I can let you go.” You added quickly. He shook his head quickly as you worried about the mans work schedule.

“I don’t want to go.” He said, holding onto you tightly. “You know, I really like you.” He said quietly out of the blue. “And I don’t just like you because of this— I like you for so much more. I know earlier our coffee date didn’t end on as innocent as a note as we might’ve been prepared for, but I don’t want you thinking this is all I care for you for.” You smiled lightly, keeping your fingers moving along his back.

“I wanted that earlier. But I really like you, too. In more than just sexual experiences. You’re interesting.” You felt Iwaizumi give a soft smile against your skin. “Besides, we’ve had so-called “Dates” without a sexual ending.”

“You’re right. And we’ll have more— if that’s what you want.” You gave a quiet hum and shifted beneath the man again.

“I do want that.” You said honestly. “More than I think I’ve ever wanted to go on a date with a man.” Iwaizumi gave a soft chuckle and pushed himself up a bit to meet your gaze.

“I agree with that— I’ve never liked someone as much as I’ve liked you so far. I’d really like to have a nice dinner with you.” You sent the man a soft smile and ran your fingers through his hair to push a few stray hairs from his forehead.

“I’d like that as well. We can really split the bill and I’ll still wear a fancy dress.” Iwaizumi gave a soft chuckle and leaned in to press a kiss to your lips.

“Not a chance. I’ll take you out and my payment from you is that dress.” He whispered, kissing you again shortly afterwards. “And then afterwards maybe we can take a walk in the park and I can bring you back home and send you a cheesy text later in the night about how much I enjoyed being with you.” You gave a soft laugh, making the man’s little smile widen.

“You’ll still be sitting anxiously by your phone until I text you?” Iwaizumi grinned, leaning in to kiss you one more time before he laid his head down on your chest and closed his eyes as he nuzzled closer to you.

“I’ll always be waiting for you.”

[sugamamacustard]

Let Me Help You (Part. 2)

Pairing:  Alpha! Toru Oikawa x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Issei Matsukawa x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Takahiro Hanamaki x Omega! Reader

Genre: Angst, fluff, Hurt/comfort.

Request: Oh boy, here we go!

Anon: hi!! can we get more of the omega depression drabbles/one shots? i would really like to see mattsun’s version and other characters you can think of!! the more angsty the better ;)p.s. luv your writing <3 also stay healthy, safe, and drink water !!

Anon:  Can you make part 2 of let me help you please. if not it’s fine with Mattsun and Makki

Anon: Could you do part 2 for the let me help you with makki and mattsun please if not that’s fine this is also my first time requesting something so i’m kinda nervous💕 

(Don’t be nervous at all, you did amazing!)

Anon:  Mamas, can I order a continuation of let me help you?? Please?? I need some fluff after that hurt 💕💕💕🥺🥺🥺

(Mamas anon! :DDD)

Anon: omg i love the omega depression!! please continue with the rest of the third years or a pt 2 with oikawa’s !! i love your writing!!

@bohica160​: Could we possibly get a part 2 with Oikawa please?  👉 👈  🥺

And I think that was all? You guys just really wanted this, and who am I to deny you? 

Summary: Because of unseen circumstances, you drop, and you drop hard. How does your alpha help you/redeem himself? 

Author’s Note:  I kinda wanna post some self-indulgent OC stuff on here, but idk. It’s kinda crack-y and stupid. Also, we love to see a healthy relationship. Like Hanamaki’s and Matsukawa’s are so soft. Also, also, please note Hanamaki’s is heavily based off of my own experience with depression and the events after with my best friend, whom I will love and cherish forever. 

Requests: Open!

Part 1:  Here!

➵ You drop was actually out of anyone’s control.

➵ Omega drops rely heavily on hormone balances, much like depression, and it seemed like this month just wasn’t your month. 

➵It was hard to exactly pin point when it got bad, or when you started experiencing symptoms, as they were slow and not necessarily noticeable.

➵A missed lunch here, a small scent shift there. 

➵Small things that neither you nor Takahiro would notice. 

➵It was much like a rollercoaster, inching higher and higher until the drop would come. 

➵ Honestly, both of you thought you were fine, and since you were around both of your mutual friends (The Seijoh Team)  enough no one could really point it out. 

➵ It truly was a bad situation all around.

➵ You only really began noticing after a few days of ignoring lunch in a row. 

➵ It hit you when you were sitting in the library, stomach clutching with hunger as you scanned through a textbook. 

➵ You attempted to get up and go find Takahiro to go get something to eat, but you just...didn’t. 

➵ You couldn’t find the energy to stand, much less walk, and just stayed seated

➵ You just couldn’t move. 

➵Like a million bags of sand were tied to your hips weighing you to the chair. 

➵ You swallowed tightly, rolling your shoulders before stuffing your text book into your bag, trying to breath in through your nose and out through your mouth. 

➵Deep breaths. Thats what you needed to focus on right now.

➵ But then you couldn’t. You were hyperventilating, and white-knuckling the edge of the table as your vision turned blurry and watery. 

➵ The cramping from your hunger combined with the sudden rush of emotions made you want to vomit.

➵ Before you could, you slung your backpack over your shoulder, bolting out of the library.

___

Laughter and chuckles were heavy as Takahiro gave a hearty chuckle at something Matsukawa said, shaking his head before taking a swig from his energy drink. His eyes darted to his phone every now and again, just checking to make sure you didn’t need him. 

You would always come first to him. 

When his screen lit up with your beaming face shining up at him, he quickly swiped to accept holding it to his ear, watching while the team laughed at Oikawa, who was shielding himself from Iwaizumi.

“Hiro?” 

“Shooting star?” His brows furrowed as he slowly began cleaning his stuff, straightening himself up so he could leave as soon as possible if you needed him; which, guessing by your home, you did. 

“I-I think something’s wrong.” You paused, making his heart drop. “I don’t know, but I think I need to go to the doctor, but, I know this is a lot so feel free to say no, can you-”

He didn’t let you finish. “Tell me where you are and I’ll come pick you up and drive you. Do you need me to call and book an appointment?” 

A few of his packmates turned with worried eyes, trying to send a non-verbal question. Well, for most of them. Oikawa was trying to whisper-yell his questions, Iwaizumi trying to shut him up. 

“I’m at the front of the school. I’ll just meet you at your car.” 

“I’ll be right there, shooting star. Stay safe, okay? I love you, and I’ll see you soon Omega.” Takahiro waited for your reciprocation and own farewell before hanging up, quickly standing and swinging his leg over the bench and grabbing his bag. 

“Makki-kun, is Y/N-chan okay?!” Oikawa screeched after him, actively crawling onto Iwaizumi, who looked like he was ready to commit first-degree murder. 

Makki threw up a thumbs up behind him, waiting till he was out of the cafeteria before sprinting towards the parking lot. 

He hoped, with every inch of his body, he didn’t lie to his captain. 

___

“Take your pills.” 

“Alpha, they taste horrid-”

“I don’t care, they make you feel better.” 

Takahiro watched you carefully, handing you two of the teal and white pills. The alpha was strict on very few things with you, but your health he did not fuck with. 

The appointment with your doctor went fine, with minimal blood work done, and you were sent off with a prescription for hormone balancing pills. You and Takahiro (Who was absolutely divine during the entire thing) were explained how the pills worked and why you dropped, all of which was simple enough to understand. Since then, Takahiro was insistent on you taking the pills in front of him. 

“Open.” Takahiro demanded, watching as you stuck your tongue out. He moved your head by your chin, checking the very corners of your mouth. “Lift your tongue.” 

You did so, showing nothing. He hummed in approval, letting go of your chin before pausing, pulling you close so you could hear his heartbeat. 

“Thank you for caring, Hiro.” You whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck and nuzzling into your alpha’s neck, taking in his scent. 

“Thank you for telling me about this and letting me help you.”  He responded, pressing a sweet peck to your temple and reminding himself you were still here in his arms. And would be with him for a long, long time. 

➵ Your drop was a mix between miscommunication and little whispers in your ear.

➵ Honestly, there was a reason you were in a pack with minimal other omegas. 

➵ They grew catty and mean and vindictive if there was something they didn’t like.

➵It was one of their many flaws and strengths. 

➵You yourself had caught yourself bad-mouthing another omega to your alpha every now and again. 

➵ Though you hated doing it, at some point it was just second nature.

➵ You and Issei had good communication though, and very rarely did something as silly as jealousy come between you two.  

➵ whenever something was bothering you or your alpha you would talk it out.

➵ You both trusted each other completely. 

➵ If something felt off about another person, you were quick to mention it to the other. 

➵ However, sometimes things got complicated.

➵ Insecurities seeped through your walls that Issei kept strong for you.

➵And sometimes, small little whispers became hurdles and boulders pounding against your defenses and breaking them down. 

➵Leaving you open and stumbling. 

➵ And sometimes, because of this you forgot that you had back-up, an artillery that would fight for you at the drop of a hat. 

➵ And those moments, that ones were you were caught with your tail between your legs and ass in the air waiting to be fucked over, were when you truly crumbled. 

➵And though it broke you down and made you hurt, your artillery had your back.

___

“Issei, I was-”

You bit your tongue as you were roughly shoved to the side by Akina Harakashi, the omega throwing herself at your alpha. His face remained unmoved and his arms by his side. 

She was his science partner for the semester, and though Issei reassured you she was nothing more, you couldn’t help but internally whine at how she acted with him. It was no secret that she liked him, but since you and Issei kept you relationship on the down low, rumors were bound to pop up. 

And though you didn’t let it show, they poked and prodded at you. Make your skin crawl as you ventured deep into your own mindset. Thoughts that would plague your every move and drive your omega into overdrive as they tried fixing whatever you picked on in your own reflection. 

You shivered as she looked up to Matsukawa, who was busy focusing on entering his locker combo. 

“Mattsunnnn~ I’ve missed you!” Her voice was literal nails on a chalkboard to you. 

“I saw you twenty minutes ago.” Matsukawa hissed as his locker popped open. “I haven’t seen you recently though, pretty thing.” 

Your omega purred as Issei grabbed his textbook, closing his locker and pushing past Akina. He smirked down at you, intertwining your pinkies in the most discreet way possible before walking you to class. 

You glossed over his question when he asked you how lunch went. 

___

“Do you think Harakashi and Matsukawa are dating?”

“It wouldn’t surprise me, have you seen how she hangs off of him?”

“I think they’d make such a cute couple!” 

“If Matsukawa doesn’t ask her out soon, he’ll loose her.” 

You kept your head down and scent blocking collar tight as you slowly crept through the hallway, exit in front of you. Honestly, you didn’t have the energy to continue on with the day, so you were leaving it the midst of lunch, where you could loose yourself in the crowd and disappear. 

You wanted nothing more than your alpha, but his last message had your eyes stinging. 

‘Harakashi asked me to meet her at lunch, so I won’t be able to see you. Eat something. At this point, I’ll even take junk food. Just get some food. I’ll see you after school.’

It shouldn’t hurt as much as it did, but it stung you deeply. This was it. This was the downfall of your and your alpha’s relationship. You were blown off for Akina Harakashi at long last. 

The rational part of you wanted to defend Matsukawa, but every time you tried, the insecurities that had been bubbling within you spit towards the rational part of you and your omega, throwing any redeeming thought into the corner to rot. 

A part of you was angry. Angry with Matsukawa for letting this happen. Angry with yourself for not speaking up. Angry with your fucking stomach which groaned for food of any sort. Livid with Akina for trying to steal Mattsun. 

Angry at the world. 

You couldn’t really remember the last time you ate anything besides...air. The days all blurred together in one miserable run. 

“What did I say?” 

You glanced over at Matsukawa, heart leaping at the jump he gave you appearing out of nowhere, leaning on the wall beside you.  You huffed, turning away from him and leaving him to follow after you. He did so, jogging a bit to catch up. 

“You said I’d see you after school. This is not after school.” You snapped, growling at the alpha. He raised a brow, either in disbelief at your attitude or amusement.

“Omega. I said eat. This doesn’t look like eating.”  His longer legs gave him the chance to cut in front of you, face now set in anger. 

“You also said you had to meet with Harakashi. So scurry along to your new play thing.” You shoved past Matsukawa, trying to ignore the stinging in your eyes. 

“What are you talking about?!” Issei smartened up, grabbing your wrist when you tried leaving him behind yet again, now visibly irritated. Truth be told, he was meeting up with Harakashi to put an end to her insistent clinginess. To put her in her place, beneath you. 

She tried confessing to him before he even looked up, coming into the room with her arms outstretched already, yelling about ‘I knew you felt the same’ or something . He dodged her, sneering down at her and snapping at her to leave him alone or he’d go through the semester alone (Which he already talked to the teacher about, but she didn’t need to know about that). 

Hanamaki had been his eyes when he wasn’t there, reporting back to Matsukawa with updates on you. His latest? You had been missing from lunch for the better part of the week, and last he saw you were ditching the last half of this day. 

Which Matsukawa wasn’t letting happen, because if you went home right now, you wouldn’t come back. And he couldn’t live with himself if he let you drop. 

“I was meeting with Harakashi to tell her to piss off. You’re my omega. Why in the hell would I even want someone like her when I already have you? You are mine, and I fought for you. I don’t need a corner worker.” 

Any fight you had in you disappeared when you saw the small tears glazing your alphas eyes, making your own break free as you ran into his chest. His arms locked around you, holding as if you would slip away if his grip loosened. 

Which you just might’ve. Good thing he wasn’t planning on letting you slip. 

“Wanna go get food?”

“...Yea. Can we get nuggets?”

“Anything for my pretty omega.”

➵ Okay this one is super short, and I’m sorry! I just wanted to get this out for you guys!

➵ And I think you guys wanted a follow up of sorts for Oikawa. 

➵So here it is!

➵ Things didn’t improve over night. 

➵It took awhile, but it was worth it. 

➵ In time you and Oikawa reached a nice equilibrium.

➵ He wore his bond mark loud and proud and you made sure to tell him when you were uncomfortable with his fangirls and how close they were getting.

➵ In turn, you learned to slowly let go of any reservations you had on his loyalty. 

➵He wouldn’t have marked you if he didn’t want to devote his entire being to you. 

➵ This showed up when a girl, who you despised (With no hard feelings, since she hated you just as much) tried confessing to Oikawa. 

➵Toru, baby boy, shut her down the minute she opened her mouth. 

➵ He didn’t even look her way, instead searching for you and quickly brightening up when he saw you.

➵ If he had a tail it would’ve been wagging. 

➵ Things improved and everyone was all the better for it. 

➵ And Toru made sure to, not only apologize to Iwaizumi, but gift him a voucher for a free movie for him and his omega (who was having a hard time as well).

➵Things were looking up and you both were sure to  keep it that way!

___

“Kentaro, please don’t hurt Kindaichi!” Your pleas fell on deaf ears as you tried to stop the alphas from snapping on each other. 

It wasn’t that Kyoutani didn’t like or respect you, because he did-- you were like a second mom, but Kindaichi just got on every single one of his nerves. And then tried dragging you into it! Like, the audacity of this bitch. 

“Kyoutani!” Your alpha’s bark had both the blond and raven pausing, a careful glance making both back down as Oikawa heading towards you guys (Throwing a pile of confession letters into the trash on his way by without even looking; some point they would get the hint if he left the blatantly in the open). 

The blond growled lowly, sending you a quick glance before returning to practice. Oikawa let him, turning his glare to the instigator of the whole thing. The onion-headed pup hid behind your smaller frame, making your laugh. 

It was almost like that moment when dad’s pulled out their ‘behave or else’ voice. And in a way it was. 

“One of these days my pretty dove won’t be there to save you, Kindaichi.” 

“I know.” 

You and Oikawa sent a look to each before you laughed, moving so Oikawa and Kindaichi could have a ‘man to man��� talk. 

The pack was dysfunctional, and you almost let it go. 

You were thankful you didn’t and still had this family to come back home too.  All thanks to your alpha. 

“STOP MAKING GOO-GOO EYES AT YOUR OMEGA SHITTY-KAWA.”

“I can’t help it, Iwa- IWA STOP HITTING ME- Y/N HELP-” 

You shook your head laughing, jogging to save said alpha. 

He was childish and arrogant, and sometimes got too far up his own ass, but he was yours. And you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

[i-need-entertainment]

Haikyuu!! Boys as Bad Dad moments

Characters: Akaashi, Washio, Konoha, Kita, Suna, Ushijima, Yahaba, Iwaizumi, Futakuchi, Daishou and Numai

**These are ways they “failed” as fathers. I am not talking about ACTUALLY failing as fathers, just things dads have done that most of us either remember/get told about NOT TO BE TAKEN  S E R I O U S L Y  it is just for      f u n  I also gave them all at least 2 kids cause SibLiNgS**

A ‘*’ means it happened to me lol

TW- Mentions of giving too much medicine, accidental pain caused to child, these are things I either experienced/knew people who experienced them, allusion to cursing/a FEW bad words (but I substitute a letter for something else :)

*Akaashi Keiji: 

He had been working in his office when his son had come in.

You had been putting your newborn to sleep for a nap when your son decided he wanted to be with his dad.

His son was only 3, so when Akaashi was held up in his office editing his son, Kenji, would sometimes come in and plop himself in Akaashi’s lap.

His sons small feel padded on the floor while he made his way to his father, softly tugging on his pants as he stuck his arms up.

Akaashi smiled and softly chuckled before gently picking up his son from under his arms and placing him on his lap.

He got to work soon after, reading and revising the pages.

Other than having his son on his lap it wasn’t unusual for him to be drinking coffee while working.

Keep in mind, your son had inherited a lot from Akaashi, and not just his looks or personality.

But also his habits.

Because of this, your son was very fidgety, usually toying with a string or your fingers.

That meant he tended to move around a lot.

Akaashi had just lifted his not-so-cold coffee to his lips when his son had made a sudden movement, causing him to knock his arm and, “AHH” Akaashi’s eyes snapped open as his son started crying, cursing under his breath he stood up gently holding his son in his arms as he carried him to the bathroom.

Sitting him down on the counter he dried the coffee off of his son, luckily it hadn’t been hot enough to burn him, but it was still hot enough to hurt.

“What happened? I heard crying, is he okay?” Akaashi sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Yeah, he’s okay, he bumped my arm and I spilled my coffee on him. He’s okay! It didn’t burn him, but it did hurt...” Your frowned as you stood in front of your son, giving him a soft smile before kissing his arm, cause kisses always make it feel better~

You carefully picked him up from the counter, rocking him slowly side to side as he burrowed into your shoulder.

“Are you okay little man~” He nodded as he sniffled into your shoulder, little hands clutching onto the fabric of your t-shirt.

“You know daddy didn’t mean it, it was an accident.” He nodded again, lifting his head to rub his eyes and reach out for his dad.

Akaashi gave a wobbly smile before reaching over to grab him, kissing the top of his head as he carried him back to his office, making sure to have some iced coffee instead.

Washio Tatsuki: 

This would be the first time Washio was left alone with the twins.

5 months ago, you and your husband had had your first children, your adorable fraternal twins Natsuki and Tatsuo.

Today would be the first day you would be away from them, but with your mother being sick and you being the only one available to take care of her you had to go.

You weren’t too worried about your husband, he was already a good dad so you had no doubt they were in good hands.

But it was never an enjoyable experience to have to leave your kids, especially your babies, and for the first time. 

So, you decided to leave early in the morning, give them their good morning kisses and head over to your parents house.

Before you left you changed their diapers, letting them play in their little play pen while your husband tried to get up.

Rubbing his eyes Washio walked into the play room.

He had to go to the gym today for a meeting, fortunately EJP had a really good daycare system in the stadium, so he could leave his kids there while he attended the short meeting.

He stopped in his tracks as his face blanched and he felt his breath stop.

You had changed the twins’ diapers...but you hadn’t dressed them.

The twins were still young, so without looking at their, uh, biological differences you couldn’t tell them apart....

Now, usually when this happened you guys would just check the diapers, but you had just done them..

And he was already running a bit late.

So, he made his best guess, got them dressed (one in pink, the other in blue), fed and in the car driving them to the stadium.

Once he got there he quickly dropped them off, rushing to his meeting.

The meeting had been fairly simple, just some pre-season info he’d need.

After chatting with his coach/teammates, and stopping Suna and Komori from pulling a prank, he made his way back to the daycare.

He walked into the building when one of the younger care takers, Yui, walked up to him, One twin in each arm.

He smiled as he carefully put them into their carriers.

“Uhm, just a question...” He looked up to her and motioned for her to continue.

“...Were you aware that Tatsuo was wearing the dress?” Washio sighed as he ran a hand down his face shaking his head. Yui light heartedly smiled, “Don’t worry, we switched them.” Thanking them, he picked up his babies and went home.

He was not prepared for the way you cackled when he told you what happened.

*Konoha Akinori: 

You had gone away for a business trip, leaving your husband Konoha home with your 3 kids. (You guys have 2 girls and a boy)

Your middlest child, your son Akira, had recently come down with a cold making the poor thing miserable when he tried to sleep.

Being the good dad that he is, he gave his son some benadryl!

The next morning he woke up, and after letting his kids sleep in for a little bit he woke them up too.

...two of them.

He tried several times to get his son to leave his bed, but the little kid couldn’t so much as swing one foot over the side of his bed with out falling asleep again.

He didn’t think too much of it, the kid had a cold after all.

So he let him sleep for another hour or so before making him get up for real.

A day later you got home, and everything was pretty much normal.

Until you went to put your son to bed, and realized he had crashed on the couch.

“...Uhm, Akinori?” Your husband lifted his head at your voice, setting the dishes in the sink and drying his hands with a towel as he made his way over to you. 

“Yeah babe?” You took a look over towards your son before looking back to your husband.

“...Has Akira been like that all weekend?” Konoha ran his hand through his hair as he sighed. “No, only since Saturday. He wasn’t feeling good so I gave him some benadryl, he’s been dead to the world since.” You slowly nodded.

“Uhm, Akinori?” He raised an eyebrow at you. “How much benadryl did you give him?”

He left to grab the box, coming back with it in his hand as he continued to look at it.

He shook his head in confusion. “I gave him the amount the box said, 1 teasp-”- He paused.

Uh oh.

He in fact, had not given his son a teaspoon of benadryl.

He had given him a tablespoon.

*Kita Shinsuke: 

You had to leave early one morning for a doctors appointment; you were pregnant with you and Kita’s second child. 

Usually for these appointments Kita’s grandmother would watch your 3 year old daughter Kyoka.

But she had something to do that morning so Kita was the one responsible for getting her ready for preschool.

Kita was a good father so you weren’t worried.

You knew she would be put together, fed, and on time.

There was just one thing you couldn’t account for.

“Daddy?” Kita looked away from the mirror he was shaving in and down to his daughter, washing away the traces of shaving cream. “Yes sweetheart?”

She held out her small hand, 2 bright pink hair ties with little butterfly charms on them held out in her palm.

“Can you do my piggy tails please?” His eyes widened.

He hadn’t done hair...like...ever.

But from the puppy eyes his little princess was giving him, how could he not do it?!

Plus, it couldn’t be that hard...right? I mean, he had watched you do it plenty of times, and it was pretty straight forward.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed he had her stand on the ground in front of him.

He grabbed her brush and put the two hair ties she had given him on his wrist.

He brushed her hair and parted it as evenly as he could, trying to be gentle in the process.

Now time for the pig tails..

He pulled her hair back, trying to make it tight to it would stay.

...But he might have made it a little too tight.

He turned her around and realized he had made them way too tight.

Not only did her hair look like he had slicked it back with x4 strength hair gel, but it was so tight that her eyebrows had been stuck way up on her forehead.

He was quick to turn her back around, loosening the hair ties so she looks like a 3 year old again.

His face turned undeniably red as he told you what happened later that night, you light heartedly laughing at his misfortune.

Suna Rintaro: 

Suna had just gotten out of practice, and now he was on the way to his kids school. 

You and Suna had 4 kids, 2 boys and 2 girls. 

The youngest 2 had a doctor’s appointment earlier that day, which you had taken them too. Meaning Suna needed to pick the older 2 up from elementary school.

He had been listening to music, his music to be specific.

He had pulled into the parking lot, changing the playlist to a kid friendly one right before his children got in the car.

After they had told him about their days, and he had told about his, he switched back on the music.

It had been fine for a song.

Until he realized that he had a few songs qued.

The fun little song had just ended when the bass dropped, the color draining from his face as soon as the song started.

The mentioned song being “Big Bank” by YG, 2 Chainz, Big Sean and Nicki Minaj of course~.

He was quick to turn the radio off, waiting until he could pull over, empty the que, and turn on kid friendly music.

He told the kids to ‘forget what they heard’ and he continued on his drive home.

Now, you’ve got to remember, his daughter is in kindergarten and his son is in 2nd grade, so they’re still kind of at that “monkey see, monkey do” age range.

Or rather, “monkey hear, monkey repeat.”

He thought it was gonna be okay, they were good kids so he figured telling them to forget they even heard it, they would let it go.

There was just one thing about his children that he didn’t account for.

As obedient and well behaved as his children were, they were also very curious.

That night at dinner they had all been sat down at the table, eating dinner and talking about their days. 

You had been feeding your infant son while Suna had been watching the 3 year old, the other 2 older children happily eating their food. Until...

“Hey mommy?” You looked at your daughter with a smile, “Yes baby?” She continued to eat her dinner, “What’s a b!tch?” Your eyes widened as your husband choked on his food, your baby laughing at the scene before him.

Hitting his chest and taking a sip of water Suna tried to catch his breath.

“Nezuko we don’t say that, where did you hear that?!” She tilted her head as she looked at you confused before turning to look at Suna, pointing a small finger at him.

“It was on the radio, daddy told us to ‘forget’ but I didn’t know what it meant...What does it mean?” You sent a glare towards your husband as you sighed.

After explaining to your daughter why it was bad to say those things and not to repeat everything she heard you cleaned up your kids and put them to bed.

...You had quite the conversation with your husband later that night.

Ushijima Wakatoshi: 

Ushijima had been on grocery duty this week since you had a meeting with a friend.

He had the Friday off, and since you weren’t home he took the kids with him.

Now, I would like you to know that you guys have 6 kids. S I X.

Growing up with no siblings and divorced parents, Ushijima wanted to make sure none of his kids were lonely.

Originally you guys had two, each kid had a buddy.

...but then you had a third, and you couldn’t just leave him alone...

so you had another...then another...

And now you guys have 6. But it’s okay cause you both love kids anyway~

He was doing his best, he truly was. He had his 2 youngest sitting in the little seat by the handle bar, 2 kids in the basket, 1 hanging onto the side and the oldest walking alongside him.

When they got to check out he had to take one of the kids out of the basket, so he opted for his 3rd oldest, his son Kazue, figuring he was older so it’d be a-okay.

He checked out his extensive amount of groceries before loading them up into his car, and his kids.

He pulled out of the grocery store parking lot and got on the road, his kids singing along to the radio and chatting amongst themselves.

They had been driving for 6 minutes when his oldest child, Ren, spoke up. “Uh, dad?” He hummed, briefly checking the rear view mirror before returning his gaze to the road. “When are we going back to get Kazue?” His face lost all color as his eyes widened.

As swiftly and safely as he could he pulled over to the side of the road, whipping around in his seat to take a head count. ‘1..2..3..4..5...oh sh-’ Turning back around he got back onto the road, taking the nearest u-turn and rushing back to the store. 

Unbuckling his kids from their carseats he hurried them back into the store, his oldest holding the 2nd borns hand, as he held all 3 of the younger ones in his arms.

He frantically entered the store, almost collapsing with relief when he saw his son sat at the customer service desk with the security guard, eating a lollipop before smiling when he saw his dad come to pick him up.

After giving proof that yes, he was his father, he took all of his kids back home after getting them some ice cream.

...this would be one conversation he was not excited to have with you....

Yahaba Shigeru: 

Yahaba and his 2 sons had been hanging out in the living room while you finished making some snacks in the kitchen.

Yahaba had been trying to set up a DVD player, you guys were going to watch some home-videos from your high school days but they were all on CD.

So, after borrowing one from his parents house, he set out to hook it up to the TV.

...Which was proving much more difficult then he first anticipated.

His two boys, Itsuki (6) and Hayato (8) were in there with him, ‘helping’ as they had called it.

Yahaba groaned as he sat back, a hand ruffling through his hair as he racked his brain to think of the problem.

You had finished preparing everything so you came in, with the food, and set it down on the coffee table.

You came up behind your husband, kneeling down behind him and placing your hands on his shoulders.

“How’s it going?” He sighed, leaning back into you.

“Well, I think I know what I need to do, I’m going to have to stick my hand back there though. Hey Hayato, can you help me out buddy?” The 8 year old excitedly nodded.

“Great, I need you to hold this flashlight here, hold it steady okay?” Hayato nodded with a ‘Yup!’ before Yahaba laid down on his side, maneuvering to where he could see the back of the TV.

All had been going well, he had just got it hooked up, and after having you test it, it worked!

He tried to get himself out from behind the TV, until a sharp edge caught his finger.

“Sh!t!” Your eyes widened, “Shigeru!” He hadn’t realized his slip up until he was out from behind the TV, faced directly with your glare.

“Kids, don’t say that.” His youngest blinked at him. “But why?”.

Kneeling down in front of him Yahaba tried to explain, but it was a little hard when you were glaring holes into the back of his head and his oldest was giggling at the situation.

*Iwaizumi Hajime: 

It was a weekend in summer vacation, and you and your husband were both off work.

This meant, you guys got a whole day to spend with your 3 boys, and one of the things you guys loved to do as a family was play games.

On this particular afternoon, your sons had chosen to play twister.

You were a little skeptical because you had 3 competitive, rambunctious boys. 

And an equally competitive rambunctious husband.

But after getting 4 identical pouts you couldn’t say no...

But, you elected to be the spinner. (..for your own safety)

“Left hand, green.” This put your middlest son in quite the predicament.

The only space available was the Green directly by his fathers hand, meaning he’d have to crawl under Iwaizumi.

“Okay Hajime, right hand, yellow.” Iwaizumi grimaced as he tried to reach it.

 This wasn’t good, the mat was slick, his hands were sweating-

“oOf” Before he could catch himself he had completely lost his balance, landing right on his son.

You gasped in horror as you saw the life get squeezed out of your 5 year old, scrambling from where you sat to check on your now pancaked son.

“...Hiro..are you okay..?” 

His small head shot up with a “I’m okay!” Before he, albeit wearily, stood up brushing off his godzilla t-shirt before continuing on with his life.

You took a deep breath as you sat back down, flashing a warning look towards your husband who sheepishly smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

And after checking that yes, your son really was okay, you guys continued on with some...safer games.

Futakuchi Kenji: 

You had left for a weekend visit to see your parents in your hometown, leaving your husband and Your 3 girls alone.

It was a friday night, so after having a less than healthy dinner, ice cream and a fair amount of other sweets, Futakuchi figured a movie before bed would be a good way to finish off the night.

He scrolled through netflix trying to find a movie he could watch with his girls.

“Daddy, can we watch snow white?!” Futakuchi looked down at his oldest, Hayami, before he shrugged. “Sure.”

He may be a guy, but he was not above watching princess movies if it meant his babies were happy. Besides, it was a disney movie, what bad could be in it!

Everything was going swell, until the witch showed up.

He felt the sick feeling of dread in his stomach as soon as he felt his middlest curl in tight to his side, his youngest hopping off of the couch and climbing into his lap.

...Disney SHOULD have been a safe bet, but with the way his 3 girls were clinging onto him for dear life, he probably should have previewed it first..

That night he put them to bed, reading them a quick story before giving them each a kiss on their forehead and tucking them into bed. 

15 minutes.

15 minutes of almost sleep when he heard you guys’ bedroom door creak open, 3 sets of little feet pad over to his side of the bed.

“...daddy..?” He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he opened them, brown eyes meeting the teary ones of his 3 children as they stood there. Speaking in as soft of a voice as he could he tried not to sound as tired as he knew he was.

“What is it munchkin?” His daughters all fidgeted where they stood, fiddling with the hems of their princess night gowns as they stood there.

“...We’re scared...can we sleep with you..?” Knowing he wouldn’t be able to get them to sleep like you could, and being incredibly tired himself he moved to the side, opening the covers and making room for all 3 of his princesses.

...This was going to be a long night for him.. 

Daishou Suguru: 

Daishou had been playing outside with his kids, his 2 year old son Kento and his 5 year old daughter Shizuko.

His son was sat on his shoulders, one of Daishou’s hands wrapped firmly around the boys ankles while the other pushed his daughter on the swing.

You had been inside getting dinner ready while they had been outside; smiling fondly at the smiles that were plastered on their faces.

When dinner had finished you walked to the sliding glass door, opening it and calling to them. “Dinners ready! Come inside and wash up so we can eat.” Your daughter and husband replied with ‘okay!’ as you went back to get plates. 

Slowing down the swing Daishou brought it to a stop so Skizuko could safely get off.

In all honesty, he was a good dad.

He was very mindful of his children and their surroundings, so they didn’t get hurt too often.

He was also very careful not to accidentally hurt them.

But accidents happen.

Walking to the back door, he, somehow either forgot or the thought didn’t register in his mind that his son was still perched on his shoulders.

He didn’t remember until a loud *whack!* was heard, and his sons cries sounded above him.

..He had tried going inside, through the door, with his son on his shoulders.

Bringing him down from his shoulders he quickly brought him inside to set him down on the counter, you almost screaming when you saw the bruise forming on his little forehead.

“Ah-wha-how- SUGURU! What happened?!”

Groaning Daishou gently put a small ice pack on his sons head, “...He whacked his head on the door frame...” You looked at him, “And how did he do that?”

Daishou sighed as he looked down, grimacing at the purple mark already present on his sons head.

...For the next few nights the couch became a good friend of his.

Numai Kazuma: 

Today was your son, Kazuya’s birthday. Today he would be turning 1.

Kazuya was the first, and so far only child you had with your husband of 3 years Kazuma Numai.

You and Numai were still learning how to be parents, and it had been an interesting journey to say the least, but you guys were doing good!

Your relatives and friends had just left, leaving you, Kazuma and your son.

It was pretty late so you started cleaning up in the kitchen and Numai started in the living room.

Kazuya had been pretty fussy, you both figuring he was tired, but when you tried to put him to sleep he wouldn’t even close his eyes.

So, deciding it’d be best to get it out of the way Numai held Kazuya as he was cleaning.

Things had been going just fine before Kazuya had reached out to grab at something on a nearby book shelf, causing the book shelf to start tipping over.

At that moment the only thing going through Numai’s mind was ‘stop the book shelf’, because at the moment, getting his son and him crushed by a bookshelf seemed like a very bad thing.

But what he hadn’t thought of was the fact that reflexively he had used both of his arms to stop said shelf (which didn’t even fall), the same two arms that had been holding his- “WAAAHH”

His eyes snapped down to the BABY he had just let go of, now crying on the floor.

You rushed into the living room, seeing your husband now cradling your still crying son, whispering apologies into his hair as he kissed the top of his head.

“Kazuma what happened?” 

He avoided eye contact. 

“...Kazuma...” Looking down he spoke.

“...I dropped him...”

...

“...you what?”

[creepychan08]

Oikawa x reader - A married life

"Now I'm asking you, what is this?" You shoved the screen of your phone,  towards your husband as he squinted his eyes at the sudden action.

"I told you,  I was at the company party and I-" Oikawa stopped. The picture showed him kissing a woman clad in revealing dress. His hands covered her cheeks as it looked like he was gladly returning the affection.

"Yn,  I know what it looks like but I promise you its not what it seems like to you."

"Then why are you kissing her!?" You threw your hands in the air,  frustrated at your husband. It didn't help that your hormones were skyrocketing and out of place. You were 3 months pregnant, after all.

"Look, she grabbed me out of nowhere and just forced herself on me. I was trying to push her that's why my hands were around her head. Baby, I wouldn't do that to you. You know I only love you."

You were rendered speechless at his explanation. The ache in your chest dispersing as you calm down. He wrapped his arms around you, running his hands through your soft hair.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled, hiding your face in his chest. He smell so good beneath the smooth texture of his suit. Unknowingly to you, Oikawa's eyes were tightly shut as he bit his lips guiltily.

"It's just whenever I go to your workplace, I always see her sauntering around you. She's obviously trying to seduce you. That's why I asked you again and again to avoid her as much as possible. I don't want to lose you" Voicing out your insecurities made you feel vulnerable. But you know that being in a relationship require two parties involved to be honest with each other. Communication and trust remains the strong foundation of your marriage.

"I know,  sweetheart. But tell me, who sent that picture to you?" He pulled back and just when you were about to answer,  another chime from your phone took both of your attention.

You clicked it open. Oikawa right by your side as he curiously look at your text. You didn't mind it. There was nothing to hide from him anyway.

The message opened to reveal a video. Tapping the play button, it shows your husband furiously making out with the same girl in the earlier photo. They were situated in a corner,  away from everyone as some of his coworkers were busily drinking.

You hands started shaking as tears unconsciously poured from your eyes. Feeling your husband tense from beside you only confirms your theory. The video soon ended and there was tense silence.

You looked up to see Oikawa with his head bowed, hair covering his eyes. Even from your position, you couldn't see his expression. But it didn't matter. The video says it all. You didn't bother asking for explanation this time.

Slowly, you begun untangling his arms around you. Letting out a hollow laugh, you shook your head in dismay.

Funny how you always laugh at those cliche movies whenever a girl experiences heartbreak. They always portray it as a physical pain, symtoms similar to a heart attack. But you deem it as bullshit. Sure, it hurts. But its impossible to feel that much pain just from losing the one you love, right?

So why does it feel like you're dying now? Your heart still beats. But it feels as if it was literally torn and stamp repeatedly. You tried to breath normally but something lodge in your throat and why can't you breath properly?  Why does your lungs seem to stop working right when you need it most?

"Yn!"

"YN!!!"

Choking back a gasp, you return to reality as you see Oikawa panicking as he held you.

"Are you okay? Breath slowly, baby" He instructed, rubbing his hand soothingly on your back as you tried to regain your senses.

"Why, Tooru?" You finally gathered the courage to ask. The feeling of betrayal rang loud and clear on your hoarse voice and he winced from it.

"I'm sorry Yn. I'm sorry for lying. I got pretty drunk at the party. I lose control. We haven't done it for a while after you got pregnant and she was there and just flaunting around and kept rubbing me, saying things how she's going to make me feel good and I just- I!" He rambled, truth finally spilling from those lips you loved so much. His eyes were everywhere but you.

You didn't know what to feel. You asked for the truth, right? But you feel so much worse now.

"Are you blaming me for being pregnant, Tooru?"

"Shit,  no Yn-"

"We planned this together! You said you wanted to build a family with me. And we both decided to refrain from any sexual activities while I'm in my early pregnancy to avoid any possible complications while the baby is being developed. We talked about it and we both agreed! So why are you turning it against me now?"

"I know it wasn't an excuse, Yn! And I know I'm wrong. God,  I'm so wrong.Please, forgive me." Oikawa sobbed, tears cascading down the smooth expanse of his cheeks as he begged for your forgiveness.

"If you can't help yourself then maybe I shouldn't have agreed to have a baby with you!" You cried, anger radiating off you in waves.

"All those nights you came home late. Was it because you were taking your sweet time with her? Hm?" You smiled at him mockingly and his eyes widened in protest.

"No, Yn!" He tightly clutched your arms, desperately forcing you to hear him out, "Listen to me. I took all those overtime to gain extra money. That was in preparation for when our baby comes! Please believe me when I say it was for us!"

You looked at him with dull eyes. The aftermath of the fight just leaves you exhausted. You didn't know what to believe anymore. This was the man you had vowed to be with for the rest of your life. This was the man you wholeheartedly love and respect. Trust had always been your foundation,  hasn't it? 

Where has all the trust gone to?

You placed your hand on your belly. Wondering if he or she can feel the pain their father just bestowed to you. Hopefully not. You never want any harm nor pain come to your baby.

"I'm going to sleep. I'm tired." Coming up with a lame excuse, you turn to walk away when a hand firmly grasp your arms, not in a painful way.

"Lets talk about this, Yn. I don't want us to go to sleep tonight without resolving this issue." Oikawa pleaded with you, eyes begging for a chance. Any time, you will easily give in but after what happened, you don't know how to face him.

"I don't know what to say anymore, Tooru. I just want to rest." You smiled at him resignedly. Oikawa gritted his teeth. His heart throb painfully. How can you say that with such look on your face? Knowing that he caused your pain only increased the frustration and guilt running through his veins.

With a sigh,  he unwillingly yielded to your request. Letting go of your hand,  he watched your back face him as you slowly walked further away from him.

He will later learn that that was the biggest mistake of his life.

That night, both of you slept in the same bed as usual. Although a few inches only separates you, both your hearts were distanced with an invisible barrier. One trying to forget the pain it experienced,  while the other trying to find ways to have you back to him.

It was dead silent. You were tilting in between reality and dreams when a sudden, sharp pain tore through your abdomen and you screamed in pain. Startling your husband who immediately checked on you.

"Yn-chan,  are you okay?  What happened!?" Oikawa asked,  panic covering his features as he took in your pain filled expression. He felt the sheets wet and he clicked the bedside lamp open to see your side in bed covered in blood.

Your pupils dilated as you took in the sight. Another stabbing pain washed over you and you keeled in agony, stifling your screams. You barely felt Oikawa whisper comforting words to you before quickly lifting you up to bring you to the hospital.

My baby. No,  I can't lose him/her. Was the only thought going through your mind.

"It hurts" you groaned in pain as Oikawa comfortingly grip your hand with one of his own as he drive with one hand. (AN: Not safe. Don't do this guys. Always drive safely)

"Take deep breaths, love"

"My baby" Sobbing in distress, you held on your stomach and Oikawa felt like vomiting. A lot has happened in the past couple of hours and the thought of something happening to your unborn child didn't help the queasy feeling in his gut.

"I'm here, Yn. Nothing will happen to you nor our baby." Pretending to be strong for the both of you, he forcefully blinked the tears forming on his eyes.

Everything happened fast after that. It was like everything was a blur for him. You were quickly taken in the emergency room before you were transferred to the operating room. The doctor and nurses explained what was happening to you and what they were about to do. He numbly agreed to what they say. Only repeated over and over again that they must save you.

Before long he found himself waiting outside the operating theatre. His ears were ringing as he looked at his surroundings. It was surreal. Like his body was there but his consciousness somewhere else. He was only brought back to reality when he felt harsh tugging on his shoulder.

"Oi,  Oikawa get a grip on yourself!"

"Iwa-...chan..? How did you get here? "

"You texted me,  did you forget?"

"Ah.. Right" Oikawa mumbled, blankly staring at nowhere in particular. He felt drained but the anxiety running on his body did not allow him to even get an ounce of rest as he waited for the news on his wife and baby.

Iwaizumi frowned. It was unusual to see his bestfriend so distraught. He still didn't know what happened after all, Oikawa only texted him that he was in the hospital after something happened to his wife. But he felt asking would be too insensitive on his part so he stay silent and tried to just be there for his bestfriend.

"It was my fault,  y'know" Oikawa finally spoke after some time.

Iwaizumi patiently waited for him to continue, silently confused on Oikawa blaming himself.

"We had a fight. She saw me making out with the girl she hated from our company. Somebody sent her a video of it."

Iwaizumi was shocked. He knew Oikawa was a huge flirt back in their high school days but that he also outgrew it when he fall in love with Yn Ln. They were happy together and rarely had a fight as much as he knew. Or was it all a facade?

Suddenly,  he felt anger rush through him at the foolishness of his bestfriend. Messing around when he knew his wife was pregnant! Iwaizumi opened his mouth to curse at his close friend when he was frozen at the sight.

Oikawa was staring at him with regret painted all over his face. Tears continuously fall on his cheeks. The usual light in his warm, soft eyes was gone and all that was left was an endless pit of misery and hopelessness.

"I screwed up, Iwa-chan" He whispered, defeated.

Flinching in response, Iwaizumi's anger quickly switch into sympathy for his friend as he assessed his poor condition.

"She's strong. Stop thinking on the worst scenario. Just focus on what you will do after this." While giving him a reassurring pat on the back. Oikawa released a shaky breath as he nodded at his friends' advice.

Suddenly,  the doors to the operating room opened and a doctor wearing scrubs came out. Two nurses were by his side.

"We're looking for the husband of Yn, Ln"

"That is me"

Oikawa quickly stand up from his seat and approach the doctor. He was then escorted to an empty room where the two nurses silently left him and the doctor to discuss the aftermath of the procedure.

With his heart beating loudly, Oikawa eagerly fired questions to the doctor.

"How is she?  How's my wife?  My baby?  Were you able to save them?  When can I see them?"

The doctor resignedly took of his mask.

"I'm sorry to inform you,  Oikawa-san but the baby didn't make it. Your wife had a spontaneous miscarriage. It has no specific cause. Women in their first trimester or early pregnancy are more prone to experience it that's why stress must be avoided at all times especially during this sensitive period in a womans' body."

Oikawa felt like being doused in cold water. He stayed frozen while staring at the doctor who looked grim. After seeing all that blood came out on his wife,  he already knew deep inside that they lost the baby but he simply refused to believe it. He hang on to that tiny hope that maybe their unborn baby can be saved.

He shakily gulped, feeling his heart break. The pain was intense. They were looking forward to the arrival of their first child and for this to happen-

"What about my wife? Can I see her now?" He was hurting. Greatly. But he couldn't imagine how his wife was faring. She was the one carrying their child, after all. He wanted to comfort her and be there for her.

"I-" the doctor stopped and cleared his throat. Oikawa felt something amiss. Like an impending doom but he quickly tried to shoo the thought away.

"Doctor, how is she? I want to talk to her as soon as possible."

"That is another matter I must discuss with you, Oikawa-san."

The nerves were killing him and it took all his self restraint to not jump across the table and force the surgeon to speak at once.

"There was.. a complication while we were taking the fetus out of her. The amount of blood was greater than what it should been. We quickly transfused blood into her but it wasn't enough. We tried to resuscitate her but in the end she.. died due to heamorrhagic shock."

For a moment, Oikawa forgot how to breath. The world around him turn to black and white and the only words resounding in his mind was that she's dead, she's dead repeatedly.

It didn't fully sink in yet. Until he saw his wife, his beloved Yn, lying still in the operating room. Her face was pale under the glare of OR lights. And if he didn't know any better, it looks as if she is only sleeping peacefully after a long day. But as he caress her cold cheeks, no more warmth emanating from those cheeks he love to kiss so much, he was slapped with the bitter reality that she's not coming back.

No more warm smiles and sweet kisses from his wife as he return home after a long day at work. No more delicious meals waiting for him at the table as they talked about what happened during their day. No more cuddles and whisper of i love you's in the darkness of the night as they lay entangled from the after event of making love.

The perfect picture of a happy family with their son/daughter shattered in his mind as he loudly grieved for the loss of his family.

Kami-sama if you are real,  please let me return back time. Let me be with my family again. Please give me a chance to make things right...

Oikawa loudly gasped as if coming back to land after drowning. He find himself gazing at the ceiling in their room. It was dark. Where was he?

A slight shuffle and then,

"Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare, Tooru?"

That sweet, melodious voice.

Oikawa slowly turn towards the source of sound to see, much to his relief, his beloved wife gazing at him with concern while rubbing the sleep out her eyes.

"Yn-chan" He choked, lunging at her to give her the tightest embrace.

"Woah there,  big guy" You chuckled,  patting his back. You stilled when you felt something wet trickled down your neck.

"I'm so glad! So glad to be with you, Yn!" The pure, raw emotion coming from your husband surprised you as he continued to sob on your neck, clinging to you like a lost baby.

"Please don't ever leave me again!  Kami-sama,  thank you for bringing her back to me!" Oikawa yelled, voice muffled as he continued to shove his face around your neck.

"What has happened to you, dear?" You worriedly asked and pull his face away to wipe some of his tears.

"Do you want to talk about it?" You suggested,  talking about his nightmare.

"No need, love. I just want to say that I *kiss* love *kiss* you *kiss* so damn much!"

You giggled at his affection, loving his kisses.

"Oh and how many months are you again?"

"Silly, did you forget? I'm just two months along. 7 months to go"

Oikawa heaved a sigh of relief. Turning to your stomach,  he leaned down and pulled up your shirt.

"Hey,  little one. I'm so excited to meet you. But for now,  be good for mommy, okay?" Placing a sweet kiss to your stomach,  you smiled at your husbands' attention as you run your fingers through his hair. Oikawa gladly reciprocate your smile with his own.

This time, I'll love you with all of my heart. I won't make the same mistakes again. We will be a happy family, Yn.

Extended ending:

"Yes you heard it right. You're fired." Oikawa coldly said to his assistant. The one who destroyed his past life and made him and his wife suffer.

"But! I-" she whined pathetically, trying to win his sympathy by acting like a pitiful slut. But Oikawa was having none of it.

"I said. Get. Out." The fiery glare in his eyes send shivers down her spine and she immediately booked her way out of his office,  whining like a bitch along the way.

Another extended ending:

7 months later, you tiredly smile at the little bundle of joy in your arms. After 18 hours of grueling labor, you finally had your healthy, baby boy.

"I'm so proud of you." Oikawa wiped the sweat along your forehead as he softly kissed you.

"Thank you for bringing our baby to this world. You make me the happiest person alive, Yn. I love you two so much and I swear to protect you both for the rest of my life." He whispered, tears springing in his eyes at the emotional moment.

"As do I,  Tooru. As do I." You swore,  sealing that promise with sweet kiss.

Fin

[bokutosleftpinkie]

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Character: Iwaizumi Hajime x sick!female reader

TW: Vomiting, blood, Leukemia (a type of blood cancer), read at own risk

Notes: PLEASE READ THE END NOTE AFTER READING STORY!! It’s a happy ending, also I’m lucky enough by never having to experience cancer and such, so I apologize if any of my writing/information is wrong.  Also, I feel like this one isn’t the best, and it feels rushed, so I apologize for that too. I hope you like it :)

Requests: here and here

Iwaizumi Hajime has led a really good life.

He’s married, he’s a professional athletic trainer for Japan’s Olympic team, he’s got a nice house, great friends, and is overall so happy.

So where did that all go wrong?

Iwaizumi woke up to you getting up out of bed at around 3:00 am.  You looked sweaty, unhealthy sweaty, and you had a giant nosebleed.  This immediately alarmed him, and swiftly got up to help you.

“Hey, what happened? Are you okay?” He asked as he hurriedly followed you into the shared bathroom, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

“Haji I don’t feel good,” You wipe the blood off of your nose with a rag, then hold the cloth there to try and get it to stop bleeding.

He leaned down to look at you.  You had large bags under your eyes, sweat practically dripping down your face.  You looked skinnier and frail.  You had tiny red spots all over your body, which definitely wasn’t normal.  

You sigh, tilting your head back slightly.  “I’m getting really tired of this,” you say.

Hajime is alarmed.  “What? How long has this been going on?”

“About a week.  I’ve been getting constant nose bleeds and I cant really sleep at night.  I feel gross.”

Iwa nods and frowns.  “I’m gonna set up a doctor’s appointment for you.” He opens his arms and embraces you into a hug.

He could tell something had been off about you.  You hadn’t been eating enough, you looked so frail and delicate.  He knew something was wrong, but he just assumed you just had a cold or something minor.  But from what he just witnessed, the profusely sweating and the nosebleed on top of everything else, it alarmed him.  He’s not one to overthink, normally he thinks logically, but his gut was telling him something was wrong.

The next day, Iwaizumi took you to the doctor.  You slept the whole way there, leaving him alone to his own demise.  He held your hand the whole way.  Iwa filled out the paperwork in the waiting room while you took care of another nosebleed. 

You were running a fever in the room, and after seeing all your symptoms, the doctor sent you to a hospital for tests. Iwaizumi felt like throwing up.  He hoped it wouldn’t be anything serious, but he was proven wrong.

The tests came back. You had Leukemia. Although you had a good chance of surviving, Iwaizumi’s world still caved in. The moment he heard the news, his heart shattered. He could hear his heartbeat, feel it on every inch of his body.

From that day forward, you reassured him that everything would be alright. That you were getting better. That the two of you would have a happy ending. And he tried so hard to believe it. But every day spent in the hospital, every night you lay awake because you can’t sleep, every fever and cough felt like his soul was being torn into pieces. It hurt, hurt him so much.

…

Months had passed and you had been getting better. You had lost your hair, you were skinny, and you had been under radiation, but the cancer was going away. Iwa supported you and was with you every step of the way. He was so proud of you, staying strong through it all. You were strong when he wasn’t.

It was time for your last radiation treatment. Iwa held your hand as you got ready. He felt like he needed to say something, anything, to let you know he loved you.

“Hey…” he looked at you. You stared up at him while sitting on the hospital bed. “I love you more than you’ll ever wrap your head around, you know that?”

You smiled. “I love you Haji. More than anything. Thank you for being here with me.”

As you two conversed and expressed your love, the doctor came in, telling you it was time.

Hajime watched you leave the room, giving him one last loving glance as you did so. He waited and waited, bouncing his leg nervously and sweating. You had been in there longer than usual. What if something happened?

Maybe he should go check on you. Maybe something happened. He stood up to walk to the desk when you were wheeled out of the hospital wing, a giant smile on your face.

“Hi Haji.”

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This was extremely rushed, I’m so sorry. With school and work and such, it’s been tough trying to find time to sit down and actually write. Maybe in the future I’ll come back and rewrite it. But for now, here’s the angst you have been asking for

[bokutosworld]

over again | iwaizumi hajime

pairing: iwaizumi x gn!reader word count, genre: 1.8k words, angst + fluff in the beginning. warnings: mentions of death, car accident.  summary: he blames himself for the past but you help him take the first step to moving on. a/n: @ricerice​ i promised i’d tag you in an iwa angst so hope you enjoy this hahah

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“Iwaizumi!” 

Who’s there?

“Hajime!” 

Huh?

“Babe!” 

Iwaizumi’s blinded by the harsh sunlight when he opens his eyes. Where am I? He hears people laughing in the distance, children running about, and waves breaking at the shore. With an outstretched hand, he feels the texture of hot, grainy sand beneath his touch. The next thing he finds is the warmth of another person’s hands. 

“Hajime, get up! This is no time for sleeping under the shade.”

He comes to his senses and his vision clears to make out a familiar face. You were hovering over his body, blocking the sun from his eyes and he could see how you were smiling so happily at him. 

He gets up from his lying position and cups your cheeks, thumbs grazing your face so tenderly as if he’s afraid to break you. He tugs you for an embrace, his hold tightening for every second that passes. 

Worried, you wrap your arms around his torso. “What’s wrong? Are you ill?” 

And that’s when you feel it. Tears streaming down his face and leaving a trail on your neck. Your heart quickens and you pull back to see him silently sobbing. 

“Why are you crying?” 

He opens his mouth to say something, but no words come out. Because even he doesn’t know the reason why he suddenly broke down. It came out of nowhere, his chest constricting at the sight of you and the overwhelming feeling of longing and desperation. 

You’re wiping his tears and he catches your palm, bringing it to his lips. Finally, he smiles, “Nothing’s wrong. Shall we go take a swim?” 

— 

Is this dèjá vu? 

Iwaizumi could swear that he’s been in this exact spot in the exact same time with you. Like he was experiencing it all over again. If he dug around in his mind, he could pull out a similar memory where you were enjoying the feel of the water in your feet and calling out for him to join. 

Maybe it was just a coincidence. 

He decides to stop overthinking and relaxes his tense body. Approaching you with a smile, he surprises you when he places an arm under your knees and your waist and lifts you with ease. 

“Hajime,” you exclaim, hitting his biceps. 

He spins the both of you, the water splashing around before letting you fall in the water. You’re completely soaked, hair sticking to the sides of your face when you come up to breathe and Iwaizumi’s bending over his knees as he laughs.

The thing about Iwaizumi is that he has a beautiful laugh, his eyes often turning into crescents and the sound is music to your ears. It’s rare for him to openly show emotions unlike others you know who wear their hearts on their sleeves. You’d have to be someone he was comfortable with, someone he trusts before getting the privilege of seeing the rarest sides of him.

And to Iwaizumi, you have always been that person. 

You grab his hand and pull him so he could join you in the cool seawater. It takes a moment before he comes up for air and when he does, he’s grinning with a mischievous look in his eyes. You feel his arm around your waist, pulling you closer until your lips are only a hair’s breadth away. 

“Are you happy right now?” He asks. 

Humming, you grab at his shoulders and press your forehead to his. “I am.” 

“Good,” he says before leaning for a kiss. It’s gentle, it’s passionate, and it captures a million loving thoughts and emotions that neither of you could ever translate in words. You feel him smile into the kiss before breaking apart. 

“You taste salty,” you tease to hide how he has just literally taken your breath away. 

He chuckles and in your closeness, you feel his heart racing. “That’s your fault. You nearly drowned me in the water.” 

Rolling your eyes, you hit at his bare chest and make a move towards dry land.

“I’m hungry! Let’s go get something.” 

As he watches you go back to your lounge chair and grab a towel to dry off, the scene before him blurs. He shakes his head, blinks once and twice before you were fading right in front of him. He calls your name and catches you look back at him before all he could see was black. 

— 

When he comes to his senses, he finds himself laying with his head on your lap. Your fingers are softly brushing through his hair, the gesture ushering him in a state of euphoria and he thinks could go back to sleep. 

But then he remembers what happened and he’s up. 

“You’re awake.” He senses something was different with how the corners of your lips turned upwards solemnly. Your eyes glossed with something he couldn’t describe. 

“How long was I out?”

“Well, you missed lunch. And we’re the only ones left here,” you inform him. Your gaze looking past the vast ocean. 

Iwaizumi turns to where you were looking and he’s mesmerized. By now, the sun has set and the sky was turning from clear blue to warm orange hues. He looks at you and his heart jumps, admiring the glow of your sun-kissed skin. 

“Have you realized it yet?” You break the silence. 

What are you talking about? 

You glance at Iwaizumi with a sad smile. When he doesn’t answer, you take it as your cue to continue speaking. “Do you remember when we took our first trip to the beach right after we graduated from high school?”

He listens. 

“It was our first out-of-town date as a couple and I was so nervous to be alone with you,” you chuckle at the distant memory. “But you made it easy. You were such a gentleman, you never made me uncomfortable, and every moment with you felt natural.

“That day, I had the most fun that I’ve had in my years of existence,” you turn to him, eyes boring deep in his and you smile. “That was my favorite memory of us.” 

As if a lightbulb flashed in his head, Iwaizumi finally makes sense of what’s happened. Why the earlier events seemed so familiar to him. 

Because, indeed, they have already happened. 

He feels something in the pit of his stomach and he averts his gaze, looking at anywhere but you. He observes how the clouds look superficial, how the waters before him look almost imaginary, how you look alive. 

His voice is trembling when he asks, “This is all a dream, isn’t it?” 

“That’s right.” 

And for the second time, he cries. Oh god. Of course, this can’t be real. Of course, this was all a figment of his imagination. He’s been praying for this opportunity to spend time with you again. 

 “It’s good to see you, Hajime.” 

Because you weren’t in his life anymore. 

He crumbles in front of you, shoulders shaking violently as he weeps for you. He’s saying something but it’s incomprehensible. He reaches for your hand and you take it, feeling the strong grip on your palm.

“Why?” I have longed for you for days, months. “Why show yourself only now?” 

“You’re still suffering. And I don’t like to see you hurting.”  

“I’m sorry, so, so sorry,” he mutters repeatedly. 

You cradle his shaking body. “Shh, Hajime. Stop blaming yourself. It’s not your fault. It’s no one’s fault.” 

He remembers the day it happened so vividly in his mind. It was unpredictable and it happened in a blink of an eye—he could still hear the tires screeching, could still feel the impact of the collision, could still picture himself with you inside that car when it went flying across the street. 

Despite the immediate assistance from an ambulance, the doctors at the hospital declared you as dead on arrival. And when he woke up three days after the incident, he couldn’t believe the news he was hearing. He wanted everything so badly to be a bad dream, wanted to be able to hold you and hear your voice one more time. 

Losing you felt like he lost a part of himself too. 

“I miss you,” he croaked. “I miss you everyday it hurts.” 

“I know.” You hold him close for a while. “I’m only given one chance to visit someone in their dreams so I want to make this worthwhile. Iwaizumi, I want you to move on. For my sake and yours.” 

It takes him a while to calm down, only reveling in the moment when he could finally touch you, talk to you, and hear you even if it was only in his dreams. 

“I can’t,” he stutters. “I can’t move on. There are pieces of you in everywhere I go, everywhere I look. On my table, there’s still the coffee cup you always used when you come to my apartment. Your toothbrush is still sitting beside mine in the bathroom.

And your parents, god knows I’m thankful for them. But every time, they call to check up on me, I’m reminded of you and how I let you die.” 

“It’s not your fault. Stop thinking of that.” Your heart shatters whenever he says that. “No one expected that to happen. And I’m also frustrated and heartbroken that I can’t be with you anymore.”

There’s a long minute where neither of you say anything. The two of you just holding on to one another and savoring the moment. 

“I have always dreamt of growing old with you,” you whisper dreamily. “We’d own a house and live there with our children. I was thinking one boy and one girl. I’m sad that I can’t make that happen with you anymore. But you have a whole life ahead of you. I’m still rooting for you to achieve your dreams, you know?” 

Finally, he laughs as he’s slowly coming to terms with his reality. 

“Forever and ever. That’s how long I said I loved you and that has not changed. Even when I’m already gone, I will always be,” you rest your hand on his chest near where his heart lies. “Here.”  

He grabs your wrist and intertwines his fingers with yours before kissing them. He doesn’t want to let go of you again. He’s already lost you once and he’s not about to lose you again, wishing that he could stay in this dream forever. 

As he’s about to tell you something, he’s brought out of his unconsciousness and his eyes fall to the empty space in his bed. The sheets feel damp and it’s only when he touches his face that he realizes he’s been crying in his sleep. It’s cold when he reaches out to your side of the bed, thinking back to the nights you slept beside him and he felt content. 

He remembers what you said. 

Forever and ever. That’s how long I said I loved you. 

He wills himself to be comforted by those words, repeating them in his mind like a chant until he finds peace and falls back to sleep. He hopes that tomorrow will be better. 

[alienaiver]

Some Seijoh boys and their first kiss (with you); pt. 2!

PREV. with nekoma!

Oikawa, Iwaizumi and Matsukawa!

warnings: none

wordcount: 1,123

content: first kisses part two!, FLUFF, gender-neutral reader, pre-timeskip, high school

notes: the other one ended up really popular i think so im… here again hehe! This time with the aoba johsai boiiis!!! I didnt have as much time as I liked so theres only three boys this time :’( tho I think these are a tad longer than the previous one! I hope you enjoy <3

Iwaizumi Hajime

Iwaizumi and you had been dating for several months now, and he was still overwhelmed by the fact that you even liked him back. He had to admit that he really wanted to try and kiss you, since your lips always looked so soft and plush and he’d spent an ungodly amount of time thinking about it – way harder than any other guy would. Last week he had almost kissed you but panicked a few seconds before his lips met yours, raising a hand to your hair and coughing, “uh, there was a horn beetle in your hair, I just removed it…” he’d explained in the lamest way possible and you had looked at him with a puzzled look and said, “so you leaned down… with your eyes closed… to remove it? Also, Hajime, a horn beetle?” to which he ever so politely had replied “shut up” and turned to walk next to you again on the way home. You didn’t miss how brightly red his ears were burning however, having an inkling as to what it was your boyfriend had truly been trying to do. Today they had a practice match against Karasuno and you had promised to be there for support, always enjoying watching him on the field, with his big strong arms and determined look.

It had been a tough match, Karasuno fighting tooth and neck so when Aoba Johsai ended up winning, everyone was in a shocked kind of state, not really processing it yet but you and the rest of the team members on the sidelines noticed and ran towards them to congratulate them. Iwaizumi immediately spotted you after realizing what happened and picked you up and spun you around, to which you couldn’t help but squeal. As you look around you spot Oikawa giving you a thumbs up so you smile brightly and let your hand caress Iwaizumi’s cheeks before leaning down and giving him a kiss on the lips. Iwaizumi lets out a surprised grunt and almost drops you on the spot before gripping you tighter than before and kissing you back. In the background you heard whistling which in turn actually makes Iwaizumi drop you.

“Do you… uh, do you wanna go home together, after all this?” he looked at the ground with his beet-red face. You smiled and said, “Hajime, we had already planned to do that.”

Oikawa Tooru

Oikawa adored you, and he never wanted you to feel anything less than perfect so it was a given that after you two started going out, he started planning. On your one-month anniversary, he was going to take you on an absolutely amazing and thoroughly planned date and, if nothing had been done from your end of the court yet, he was going to end it with your first kiss. He picked you up at 9AM sharp and took you to the amusement park where even your park rides were minutely planned before you went to a fancy cafe to eat lunch. As you were about to go to the local art museum after lunch you tripped on some crooked sidewalk tiles and sprained your ankle, Oikawa insisted you go to the hospital to get it checked out and even went with you. As you sat in the waiting room, 2 hours into waiting for an available doctor, Oikawa sneaked an arm around your shoulders. “I’m sorry I ruined our date, Tooru,” you sighed but he just looked at you with the most lovable gaze you’d ever seen before leaning in and leaving a peck on your lips, “darling, nothing’s ruined. We’re still together, right?” before dramatically picking up a random magazine and reading aloud for you. He mostly did it to hide his own blush but hearing you laugh at his antics made it all the more worth it.

Today you were hanging out together with Hanamaki at his place, playing Mario Kart together, where both Matsukawa and Hanamaki had teased you endlessly about your bad driving skills, “aw, you got in as number 12. You got the highest number!” Hanamaki had laughed out as he patted your back. You were pouting so much, determined to win at least one round against them when Hanamaki called for a break and went out to grab some snacks for you. As you tried to explain to Matsukawa that it had to do with your controller, that the fault wasn’t yours, all the while pouting like a little child, Matsukawa smiled and asked, “how can I make it up to you? While your pouting face is adorable, I’d like to see you smile more,” an arm reaching out to pat your shoulder in a weird supportive kind of move. Matsukawa half expected you to say something like his part of the snacks, a soda tomorrow at the convenience store or to let you win, he looked at you quizzically when you looked away from him shyly and mumbled, “you could.. kiss me if you… you know, want to?”

Matsukawa Issei

Matsukawa wasn’t a guy used to romantic relationships. The only ones he ever truly noticed were his captain’s and romance didn’t really come easy to him and wasn’t necessarily a priority. Until you had transferred to his class and rocked his world. He had fallen head over heels for you from day one and if it hadn’t been for Hanamaki’s annoying (but helpful, he had to admit) meddling, he probably couldn’t call himself your boyfriend now. He always acted extremely nonchalant and chill around you – which he thought wasn’t too out of character for his laid back personality but even he had to admit it was getting ridiculous but he also thought his own excitement for your relationship would completely scare you off, no one liked an overly clingy partner, right? That’s what he rationalized. He had recently admitted to himself how badly he wanted to kiss you but at the same time he suppressed it, since your first hand-holding a few days ago had gone completely wrong. His hands had been so sweaty because he was nervous that he didn’t dare to grab your hand again, in case you would dump him for having sweaty hands – what he didn’t know was that half of that sweat? Was yours – you had been so incredibly nervous as well and sweated buckets too, he had just been too caught up in his own embarrassment to notice.

The cuteness you oozed right now almost gave him a heart attack and he almost got whiplash from how fast his upper body moved to give you a kiss, lingering a little bit longer and leaning in for a second kiss, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

[dearestgojo]

Twice As Pregnant

Summary: You go out to get over your break up with your boyfriend and have an unexpected fun with two strangers night after drowning your sorrows in alcohol. Are you ready to deal with the consequences of that one night?

Makki x fem reader x Mattsun

A/n: I was rushing a bit there at the end. There’s one more part and Epilogue after this part.

Warnings: 18+. Male masturbation.

Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Series Masterlist.

Word Count: 4,436

There’s a suffocating awkwardness that fills the room even with the t.v on, the sound coming from it is not enough to make the two of you any less tense around each other. Even a week after him moving in and Issei confirming what he had heard, you couldn’t get yourself to feel comfortable around him again, so what time the Iwaizumi and you spent together was usually in silence with the sound of the television functioning as a white noise. It was clear that neither of you were really paying attention to what was playing on the screen, but neither of you would look away from it to start a conversation.

You almost cry when you hear the front door and see Issei walking through the door, his entire body taking over the entrance. You jump out of your seat and make your way towards the door, sighing in relief once you reach him, “Welcome home.”

You stretch out your arms to take his jacket and hang it in the closet, Iwaizumi walking up behind you, heading towards the kitchen. You could feel his eyes on you and Issei as you hang up the coat and he takes off his shoes. Issei gives you a quick hug, and walks towards the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for something to drink. Iwaizumi leans up against the counter, bag of chips in his hands as his eyes drill into you.

Issei pulls his head out of the fridge and turns to look at the two of you. “Are y’all always like this?” His voice is teasing, but you can tell that he genuinely wants to know if you and his friend even talk when he or Hiro aren’t around. You can feel your face getting hot, as if you’ve been caught doing something you weren’t supposed to be doing. Neither of you answer, but just as Issei is about to ask, the door to the apartment opens and Hiro comes in shaking off his jacket and throwing it over the back of the couch.

“I’m home!” He calls out kicking his shoes and throwing them in a pile next to the three pairs of neatly aligned ones by the door. He walks to the kitchen where he saw that everyone was. “What's everyone doing here?” He asks.

“Nothing. I was just about to shower.” You blurt out pushing yourself past him and your shared bedroom.

~

Things don’t seem to get better as the days pass. You still feel your face becoming hot whenever you're left in a room alone with Hajime. Issei and Hiro have been more touchy lately too, but you don’t let it go that far, being thirty weeks pregnant being the perfect excuse. You always go to bed a bit earlier and pretend to be asleep once they come to bed. The warmth of their bodies helps you actually fall asleep, even when the twins are kicking at your ribs.

When you enter your thirty-first of pregnancy you find yourself in a car alone with Hajime driving to a doctor's appointment you have after Hiro and Issei insisted you couldn’t go by yourself. The radio being the only sound on the ride there, Hajime keeps his eyes on the road while you scroll through your phone. You barely glance up from your phone when he makes a sharp turn into the parking lot of the building, almost missing it even with the GPS guiding him.

The appointment goes as usual. They check your and the twins vitals before the doctor comes in and gives you a summary of how things are looking. He points out that you have the option of choosing a natural birth or a C-section. He gives some papers to read over so you can decide for yourself, going over them a bit. By the time you walk out of the clinic your hungry, tummy rumbling loud enough for Iwaizumi to hear.

“Want to stop by somewhere and eat before we head back to the apartment?” He chuckles.

You scratch the back of your head in embarrassment but nod. It’s the most he’s gotten out of you since he heard the three of you that night. It’s not much, but at least it’s a response.

“I know this really good restaurant around here. I’m not sure if it’s still open, but we can try and see if it’s still there,” He tells you as he starts the car and pulls out onto the road.

The ride is short, and you're thankful for it because your stomach won’t stop making noise. You get out of the car and look around at the building in front of you. It’s old, but not run down old, a neon sign that reads ‘Welcome’ blinks in red and blue. There’s a couple of potted trees next to the doors, and there’s several patio tables with umbrellas.

“It’s changed a bit since I was last here,” Iwaizumi says next to you,”Let’s go ahead and go in. Hope the food hasn’t changed as much as the outside.” He opens the door for you. You follow closely behind as he finds you a place to seat down.

A waiter quickly comes to your table, handing you menus and asking for your drinks. He writes them down, along with some appetizers Iwaizumi orders, before they leave the table leaving the two of you alone. The awkward silence quickly finds its way back between you and him without a third person around. Your almost positive Issei and Hiro planned this out, made up excuses as to why they couldn’t miss work this one time while having had freetime on all your other appointments.

You look up and see Hajime is messing around with the salt and pepper, trying to find ways to distract himself from the awkward feelings he is getting. Looking around the Restaurant you try to do the same thing. The inside decor is just as simple as the outside. There's a couple of framed pictures spread out across the wall, along with a couple of certificates and awards. There’s some potted shrubs mirroring the potted trees from outside next to the inner door, and some more to the hallway that leads towards the restrooms. It’s dimly lit across the whole room, with hanging lights at each of the booths and tables. There’s a bar at the center of the restaurant and a wall lined up with all kinds of alcohol.

Oh how you wish you could have a drink at this moment. You’re brought out of your trance when Iwaizumi finally speaks. “I don’t think it’ good idea to get attached to both of them.”

You finally look him in the eyes for once, “What?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for all of you to get attached to each other. Especially for Issei and Hiro to get attached to you when you’re going to have to pick one of them at the end of this.” He takes in a deep breath, fiddling with his fingers as he continues, “You’ll end up hurting one of them. I get that you don’t know who the father of your kids are, and you should have taken a paternity test earlier to prevent this mess from happening, but you can’t be leading them on.” He looks at you straight in the eyes, a worried look on his face, not for you, but for two of his closest friends.

It takes you a moment to come up with an answer, “I don’t think it’s any of your business, even if you have known them longer. And I decided that it was best not to risk losing my babies over finding out who their dad is.” Frustration is laced through your voice as you speak, frustration at yourself for not bring this conversation up with Issei and Hiro before, frustration towards Iwaizumi for doing it and making you feel like you’ve already wronged them, and frustration towards yourself again for not being able to sort out your feelings for either of them.

“I think it is my business when no one is bring up the fact that they both can’t have you-”

“And who said that? Who said that they both can’t occupy the same space in my heart?” You start to slide down your face and panic flashes through Iwaizumi’s eyes as he looks around, no one else has noticed that you’re crying, yet. “I don’t know how I feel yet, but if I have feelings for both the three of us will decide where to continue from there, so it really isn’t any of your business.” You reach over for the napkins to wipe away some of the tears when you see the waiter coming back with your drinks and food, He takes the rest of your orders and leaves once more. You and Hajime don’t talk for the rest of the time you’re in the restaurant, things feel more awkward than they did before. Even so, Iwaizumi insists on paying for the food.

On your way back to the car you grab onto the back of his shirt and stop in the middle of the parking lot, your head hung low. “I know I need to talk with the boys, but I’m not completely sure how I feel right now. The last time I had feelings for someone I ended up getting hurt and pregnant,” you both laugh at the last part, “But if I do end up having feelings for the both of them, it’s up to us to decide what we’ll do. I also know that I might end up hurting one, maybe even both, if I don’t sort them out, I don’t want that, but I think we were painfully aware of that when we started this.”

You drop your hand to your side and look at the rise and fall of Iwaizumi’s shoulders. You can tell he’s thinking your words over. “Okay, I’ll try and stay out of it. Just know that I think it’s best if none of you were to continue this, whether you pick one or both.”

~

When Hiro gets home and closes the door, he’s a bit surprised to find you and Iwaizumi on the couch watching the television, the usual tension gone. He kicks off his shoes and sees that Issei still isn’t home as he throws his shoes in their usual pile. “I’m home.” He says tiredly as he walks towards where you're sitting.

Your legs are stretched out in front of you, forcing Hajime to sit on the other end of the couch, a bowl of popcorn sitting on top of your belly.

You look up at him, a small smile on your lips, “Hey welcome home. We brought food for dinner today. I felt too tired to cook. Hope that’s okay.”

Hiro reaches down to pat the top of your head, “Yeah, that’s fine. I’m going to go shower real quick though.” He lazily starts heading towards the room. You and Iwaizumi’s eyes follow him as he does.

When he comes back out of the room Iwaizumi and you are back to watching the movie you had on when he got home. He drags himself to rest room feeling tired after along day at work, and irratable from sexual tension since you’ve haven’t been having sex with either him or Issei since the first night Hajime arrived. Hiro makes his way to the bathroom and gets under the shower, he lets the cold water hit him making him shiver as it starts warming up. He lets the water run through his body, closing his eyes and starting to warm up once the water heats up.

Pictures of you under him start to flash through his mind, and he can feel himself getting hard. He opens his eyes and looks down to see that he’s already half hard. He knows he shouldn’t, that he should stop himself, but it’s been so long after being able to enjoy the warmth of your body pressed against his for weeks and then that being gone. So reaching down he moves his hand along his shaft, pressing his head into the tile of the shower, water dripping down his body. He lets out a breathy moan when his fingers brush against the head of his cock.

Hiro closes his eyes and images of you filling his mind. The way you squirm when he eats you out. When you let out a loud moan when he brushes that one spot when he fingers you.

The movements of his hand speeds up, and he feels his lower abdomen tighten as he gets closer to his release. His head snaps back, one hand pressed against the wall for support, and the feeling of pleasure running throughout his whole body. Hiro starts to thrust into his hand, he lets out a loud moan that’s covered by the sound of the water running. He finally releases after a couple of seconds pass, his cum covering the wall in front of him.

His head hangs low as he tries to even out his breathing. Hiro turns off the water, and climbs out of the shower. He wraps his towel around his waist, and stands in front of the mirror. He looks worn out, bags and dark circles under his eyes. He needs a haircut too, his bangs are starting to fall into his eyes. He starts drying off his body and getting dressed.

When he comes out of the shower and into the living room he sees Issei's home. He’s sitting on the couch adjacent to the one you're sitting on. Hiro feels a little surprised to see he didn’t ask Iwaizumi to move. He can hear you talking about your appointment and how everything is fine. He feels a little disappointed that he didn’t get to go, Issei had cornered him a few days back telling him his little plan to get you and Hajime to get along.

“Showers free.” He annonces making his way to the kitchen to look for the food you mentioned. Hiro heats up the plate with his name on it and then comes back to the living room, Issie gone now,plopping in front of you, and setting his food on the coffee table in front of him, watching the movie playing out in front of him as he eats.

He feels your hand come down and start playing with his. He feels all the tiredness start to leave his body along with the lingering tension he felt earlier. He lets out a sigh and leans into your touch.

He could get used to living like this.

~

The sun shines through the window hitting you in the face, you let out a groan as. You roll yourself over and find yourself pressed into a back. Taking in a deep breath you smell Issei’s cologne. You wrap your arms around his waist, spooning him, Issei moves his hand to hold on to your hand. “Morning,” He says, voice still laced with sleep.

“Mmmh,” You groan. You reach to the other side of the bed and find it empty. You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion, “Hiro’s gone,” you state.

“Yeah, he left for work earlier.” He rolls himself over to face you. His arm rests underneath your head and pulls you closer to your body. “What do you want to do today? It’s Saturday, and I have it off. I’m pretty sure Hiro gets off work early today.”

“I don’t know. Let’s wait till he gets home,” You answer. The door from across the hall opens, and the sound of footsteps heading towards the bathroom can be heard, letting you know that Hajime was awake. “I think we should get up.”

You pull yourself from out of his warm embrace, the cold of the room making you regret that decision.

You both get dressed before heading out of the room, you heading towards the bathroom and Issei towards the kitchen to help Iwaizumi start on breakfast. You let out a sigh of relief when you finally empty your bladder. When you get into the kitchen you find the table already set with three plates with eggs, bacon, and toast. Issei and Iwaizumi are still in the kitchen filling cups with coffee and one with juice for you. “Just go ahead and sit down, I’ll bring you your juice.” Issei tells you without turning to look at you.

You make your way to the dining area, sitting in your usual spot. Looking around the table to see what other food Iwaizumi might have made, there’s a bowl filled with cut up fruit, a plate filled with a couple of pancakes, and another small bowl filled with sausages. You reach over and grab the bowl with some fruit, the boys finally joining you at the table. “So when's Oikawa coming by to visit?” Issei takes the seat closest to you while Iwaizumi sits on the one across from you.

“Next week. He’s visiting his mom first for a couple of days, and then he’s coming here for at least three.” Hajime answers, stuffing his mouth with eggs. You start eating your own food, the eggs tasting a little saltier than when you make them. Issei reaches across the table for the bowl of sausages, putting some on his plate before putting some on yours. You put your hand up to try and stop him, but he ignores you and simply says, “You need more food, you're in your third trimester and you're eating for three.” Not feeling like you have enough strength to argue back this early in the morning you do as he says.

~

You hear the front door open from where you're laying on the couch, Your head resting against Issei’s shoulder. Hiro walks in, kicking his shoes and work vest off, and throwing them on the ground behind the door. “Welcome home, Hiro.” You smile at him.

“Hey,” He smiles at you tiredly.

“How was work?” Issei asks beside you, turning his head slightly to look at him.

“Long, I’m going to take a quick shower and then sleep the rest of the day.” He groans.

“Oh...We were thinking the three of us could go out and eat together, Iwaizumi went out for the day,” you look at Hiro with puppy dog eyes. It’s almost as if you know he can’t say no to you. Maybe you do know.

Issei and you watch as he thinks for a bit before he gives you an answer, “Okay, but we’re just eating, not going shopping or anything like that. Let me shower first and then we’ll head out. I’ll be quick.” He turns on his heels and heads to the bedroom to get a change of clothes. When he comes out you and Issei are back to watching the television.

Once he comes out from the shower you and Issei hurriedly drag him out the door and to Issei’s car. The three of you argue about where to eat as Issei drives you out of the neighborhood, all three of you craving something different. By the time you and Hiro notice you're pulling into a different part of town where none of the restaurants either of you want to eat are located. “There’s a place around here that might be able to have something for each of us,” Issei tells you, looking at his phone for directions.

You feel your mouth drop when he parks next to a large building, with two patio dining areas that are closed off by a bar fence, both filled with back tables and red umbrellas. There's a lamp on each table used to light it up during the night time, and as you walk past the tables you notice the fairy lights wrapped around the edge of the umbrellas. Large trees are scattered along the closed off area, making shade and breeze for hot sunny days.

The inside is just as nice as the outside, there’s dim lights at each of the tables hanging from above. The floor is black and shining, which surprises you with the amount of people that are inside, walking around on it. The tables are the same shade of black as the ones outside. The walls are filled with different types of art work. There’s a bar at the far left wall, the shelves filled with liquor and large glasses for beer.

The hostess brings you out of your trance when she comes up from behind the counter, “How many?” She starts picking up a couple of menus.

“Just three,” Issei answers.

“Right this way.”

The three of you follow close behind her, you holding on to the back of Hiro’s shirt, Issei right behind you. You can feel his eyes on you as you walk, and you turn your head around to give him a small smile. It feels as if the room gets colder when you make eye contact with him. He’s scowling at you and Hiro when he sees you looking at him his face softens up a bit. You turn back around and drop your hand from Hiro’s back suddenly feeling conscious of your closeness to him.

The hostess finds you a table near the bar, and next to one of the artworks that hang on the wall. You sit in the middle of Issei and Hiro as they each take a side, the hostess let’s you know the lunch specials of the day before walking off letting you know your waiter's name. You look at Issei to see his face is back to it’s usual face of indifference.

For some reason you can’t get the look he had off his face for the rest of lunch.

~

It’s late afternoon when you make it back to the apartment, a small bag of clothes on your arm, and a large ice-cream cone in your hand. Hiro and Issei walk behind you, there own cones in their hands, Hiro carrying a cup of Ice-cream for Iwaizumi.

When you unlock the door you find that the apartment is still empty, and as your all taking your shoes and coats off, you convince yourself that right now would be a good time to have a conversation that's on your mind.

You turn around to face both boys, taking a deep breath before talking, “What is going to happen after the twins get here and we know who the father is?”

Both of them stop what they’re doing and look at you, the same question has been on their minds, but both refused to bring it up, neither of them wanting to know the answer.

Hiro is the first to break the silence, “I don’t know, but we can’t do anything about it right now. Not something that you'd feel comfortable with at least.” He recalls how you didn’t want to risk losing the twins. He takes a step closer to you holding on to your hand, “I guess it is about time we start talking this things over since time is running out.” You look over at Issei, who’s not looking at you, but at where Hiro is holding your hand. Actually is staring angrily at your hands.

When his eyes finally meet yours he face doesn’t soften like it had at the restaurant, if anything his frown gets deeper. “I think I know where I stand in this relationship.”

You and Hiro both look at him with a look of confusion, Issei takes a deep sigh before continuing his answer, “Even if I’m the father, I’ll back off. I’ve always been a third wheel in y’alls relationship.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, dude?” Hiro lets your hand drop before stepping closer to his friend.

“It means that it’s obvious she has feelings for you and not for me.” Issei starts to take a step forward to walk away from you both, “You two got close pretty quick.”

There’s a million thoughts running through your head as he steps forward, heading towards the room. It feels like you’ve been standing there for a lifetime, like the world was put into a pause.

In reality it takes you a split second to find yourself standing in front of Issei bunching up the front of his shirt, “How do you know how I feel? When have you asked me how I feel?” You feel tears running down your face, “I don’t even know how I feel! All I know is that if one of you is gone, I feel incomplete, as one of lungs is missing! It doesn’t matter if the other one of you is by my side, I feel as if I’m struggling to breathe!” You look up at him, tears and snot running down your face and off your chin, “I know it’s not normal, but I don’t understand what I’m feeling! So how could you?”

Issei’s hands come up and grab you by your wrist pulling you off of him, “Your right it’s not normal, but I know because I see the way the two of you act around each other. The way you always look for Hiro, and seek him out for a-”

“I look for him because I don’t want to bother you! I look for him because you haven’t let me close to you like he has! You’re never around and when you are we don’t talk!” You yell at him.

Just as Issei is about to answer, Hajime walks in through the door, “What’s going on? I can hear you from the elevator.”

Issei drops your hands, before storming out the door, shoes in hand. Hiro runs after him. You're left there crying, Hajime watching you as your tears fall onto the floor.

All of the sudden your tears are no longer from your heart aching, but from a stabbing pain that comes in your lower stomach. You fall down your knees as you scream out in pain, Hajime rushing towards you cupping your face. His lips are moving, but you can’t hear anything other than a ringing in your ears.

You watch as he scrambles out the door trying to catch Hiro or Issei, but he sees Issei’s car driving off from the window and Hiro stops a cab to go after him. He quickly pulls out his phone and starts dialing the closests hospital, rushing back towards. He hangs up before his arms wrap around you. Your vision starts to get blurry, and you feel your body getting carried before everything goes black.

[rogueyami]

Haikyuu!! Fic Recs

I love reading fanfics, and I have so many bookmarked that I want to share. Hope you all enjoy and give these writers all the love. All of these are completed works, and they are a mixture of one shots and multi chaps.

Kagehina

where the night goes by bigspoonnoya (M)

Summary:

When their bond loses the immediate context of volleyball, they're left to consider why it's still so vital and important.

Meeting again, by chance, six years later.

Somewhere to Belong by Esselle (E)

Summary:

Once a year, all the villages that follow the way of the sun offer up one of their own to be taken to the sun god's divine temple. Kageyama Tobio, an orphan and loner, never wanted to be chosen—and until the sun god appeared, no one ever wanted to choose him, either. All Tobio wants is to find a place he fits in. What he actually gets is another story entirely.

by this time next year by reeology (T)

Summary:

"I got offers from two universities," Kageyama announces, pointing at his chest with his thumb. "I'm going to play volleyball at Keio this spring."

"You still have to pass an exam, even if it's an easy one," Takeda-sensei hurries to add, although he is beaming and bursting with pride at his fluffy little crow chick taking off to play volleyball at a university level.

"I'll pass," Kageyama says with the same kind of confidence he uses when he tells Hinata he'll get the toss to him. He looks straight at Hinata, and Hinata jerks and turns red, wondering if maybe Kageyama knew he was daydreaming about something as stupid as the way Kageyama talks to him during a game. But then Kageyama just points at him and says, "You'd better get in, too."

Hinata, stupid, naive, idiot that he is, grins wide and nods and says, "Yeah!"

He doesn't know what he's in for.

Not Alone by seconddaysea (E)

Summary:

"I'll visit you," Hinata says. "So you're not allowed to get lonely, you got it?" He turns so they're facing each other, hands warm against Tobio's back. "I'm already lonely," he replies quietly, and he presses his face against Hinata's heart, squeezing his eyes shut, because if this is a dream he doesn't want to wake up.

maps, from me to you by tothemoon (T)

Summary:

This is a (non-chronological) account of the memories they make out of millimeters.

Iwaoi

we can do better than that by spaceburgers (M)

Summary:

Oikawa and Iwaizumi go on a road trip during the summer after their high school graduation. It doesn't go as expected, but maybe that's not such a bad thing after all. 

we shine like diamonds by whiitemists (T)

Summary:

Oikawa is nine when he first hears the word. The boys on the playground whisper it like it's dirty, like the way they daringly mutter the word fuck and then look over their shoulders to check their parents hadn't heard.

"You know Abe-kun from class?" they snicker, hands cupped around their mouths like they're passing along a filthy secret. "I hear his older brother is... gay."

here comes your man by newamsterdam (T)

Summary:

Iwaizumi’s left his cell phone on the bench, and while Suga keeps his gaze away from Iwaizumi the phone lights up with a new message.

Iwa-chan, it reads, Have a good day today! Good luck! <3 <3 <3

Suga chokes. It’s hard to imagine anyone calling the scowling and fierce Doctor Iwaizumi “Iwa-chan.” But marriage probably comes with all sorts of liberties.

Mrs. Iwaizumi must be quite the doting wife, Suga thinks. Delivering hand-made bentos and sending along loving messages.

No one really knows much about the new surgical resident, Doctor Iwaizumi, other than the fact that he's married. Suga's determined to find out more, and make a friend of him in the process.            

just hear me out by loveclouds (T)     

Summary:

To stimulate Japan's low birthrates and take most of the guesswork out of dating, a beeper system was biologically developed in people's wrists, an audible confirmation to show romantic compatibility.

Iwaizumi's beeper has been going off for Oikawa since they've been kids. Oikawa's has only ever been silent.

 Call Security! by DeathBelle  (T)    

Summary:

Oikawa Tooru is attractive, charming, and irresistible.

He thinks so, anyway, until he meets the mall's new security guard.

In which Oikawa has a crush, Iwaizumi has no interest, and a chain of shoplifting incidents brings them together.

Bokuaka

(Don't) Touch Me by DeathBelle (E)         

Summary:

Akaashi has always had an aversion to human contact, but earlier in his life it had been bearable. It isn't until his last year of high school that it becomes intolerable. By the time he enters college, any skin contact has the potential to send him spiraling into a breathtaking panic attack.

He reconnects with Bokuto in college, and he seems to be the only person with the ability to calm Akaashi down. He finds himself relying on his old captain more and more, especially when Bokuto deems himself Akaashi's own personal guardian. Despite their connection, he can't touch Bokuto, either; no matter how badly he'd like to.    

Upstairs by yoogiboobi (E)    

Summary:

Bokuto first sees his neighbour at the supermarket, three days after he's moved into his new place.

[...] 

For about a second, a heartbeat, he's met with a pair of dark, piercing eyes, with what is probably eyeliner, looking back at him. It really is just a split second before his hand knocks down three cereal boxes that hit him square in the head, effectively making him break eye contact and drop his groceries to the floor.

In which some of the first things Bokuto learns about his upstairs neighbour are the colour of his eyes and the sound of his moans.         

bang! now we're even by Authoress (E)

Summary:

Akaashi only has two rules when it comes to his profession. One, complete the job as swiftly and cleanly as possible. Two, never trust anyone who smells like blood.

Rule three is to shoot Owl Eyes in the face should he ever come across him, but Akaashi never tells anyone about that one.

Crisis Converted  by valiantarmor (E)    

Summary:

Akaashi Keiji is just a normal cop with a penchant for getting himself into trouble, when quite suddenly he finds himself with a big promotion and a brand new partner.

But his habit of finding trouble hasn't gone away -- if anything, it's only gotten worse. 

cracks in the pavement will lead you home by deusreks (M)    

Summary:

Bokuto often thinks about Akaashi, especially when he’s running. It’s like his legs know where they’re supposed to take him. He grows into a habit of running a lot, just to keep that feeling going. Cracks and holes in the pavement aren’t fun to jump over if the final reward isn’t seeing Akaashi’s face.

An alternate universe with a little bit of magic and a lot of growing up.         

Ushiten

died in my dreams by MTrash (Makaria) (T)

Summary:

If anyone asked Ushijima how it came to this, he wouldn’t be able to formulate a proper answer.

Ushijima likes his quiet, his order, and his solitude. That is, until a loud, talkative and a little chaotic cyber tech convinces him that that's just plain boring.

while i nodded, nearly napping (suddenly there came a tapping) by pseudoanalytics (T)     

Summary:

Of course if there was one thing that could be counted on, it was Ushijima’s blunt, total honesty. “Do you think Tendou is attracted to me?”

Reon froze. “T-Tendou?”

“Yes.”

Tendou was notoriously hard to read, but Reon kind of figured that he wasn’t the type to be anything less than painfully overt with romantic affections.

“I... I don’t think you have anything to worry about. I think if Tendou was attracted to you, he would let you know,” Reon said. “I'd guess he just considers you his best friend.” He hoped his answer would satisfy whatever frenzy the guy had worked himself into so Reon could finally take advantage of his last precious hours of sleep.

But instead, Ushijima visibly deflated in front of him. “Yes. That’s what I thought too,” he said miserably.

Oh, Reon realized. Oh no...

Executive Excursion by DeathBelle (E)    

Summary:

Tendou is fun, quirky, and interesting.

Ushijima is none of the above.

It's no surprise that Ushijima is drawn to Tendou's magnetic personality. What's surprising is that Tendou seems to like Ushijima, too.

With a little support from his coworkers, Ushijima decides to take a chance and ask Tendou on a date. The results are better than expected.

fascinating facts about geckos by miracleboysatori (T)        

Summary:     

Ushijima Wakatoshi.

That’s the coach’s name. And he’s the new biology teacher on campus, so not only is he incredibly beautiful, he's also smart as hell.

Tendou can tell he’s completely doomed.

Affection, and other Quantifiable Actions by badbavarois (T)   

Summary:

(He's a monster) Ushijima Wakatoshi isn't a monster.            

Misc/ Other ships

but not for spring to well up by tookumade (T)  OsaSuna 

Summary:

After ending a relationship with a fiancé, Suna returns home and tries to heal from heartbreak. Here, he finds friends in the form of the Miya brothers, and learns patience, forgiveness, and what happiness means to him.           

the more things change by deadseasalt (E)  OiKage   

Summary:

“So let me get this straight. You went to the Meiji-Chuo game and saw your old crush and after watching Meiji bring Chuo to a crushing defeat, you realized you were still crushing on him big time?”

Kageyama wishes he could spit in Tsukishima’s drink. “It’s not a crush.”

Tsukishima laughs. “You poor dumb fuck.”

Third Impression by DeathBelle (E) Kuroo x Semi

Summary:

If Semi has a type, Kuroo isn't it.

After their first meeting, Semi concludes that Kuroo is smug, presumptuous, and a little too flirtatious for his own good. Their second encounter doesn't change his mind, and Semi does his best to avoid a third.

Kuroo has other ideas, and Semi finds himself tricked into an impromptu tutoring session with Kuroo himself.

It doesn't go as badly as Semi expects.

Mannequin Men by surveycorpsjean  (E) BokuAkaKuroTsukki

Summary:

The modeling world is full of hungry wolves, constantly clambering over the other, snarling and desperate. They fight, and they kill, trampling over anything in their path.

In this case, Akaashi fell in love with the wolves.

Efflorescence by h_lovely (E) MatsuHana

Summary:

"Are we flirting?"   "Do you want to be?"

[Efflorescence (n.) a state of blooming, flowering, and development.]

[oinkawa-bb]

first time dads!haikyuu pt. 1

note: here’s part one? i wrote this headcanon for daichi, kuroo, and oikawa ^-^ um i kinda went off i am having a major thing for domesticity rn i'm sorry but let me know if you’d like a second part! or leave me a request for anything you’d like to read here! my reqs are open, and if you have any questions about what i write, check it out here

mentions/topics: pregnancy, domesticity, timeskip, female reader insert

part two (iwaizumi, suna, the miya twins)

part three (tsukki, akaashi, yams, kenma)

☀︎—daichi sawamura 

one word: prepared

from the day you surprised him with the pregnancy test, he’s been preparing for this maybe he started even before that but he’s just eager ok

expect daichi to utilize any and all resources he can get his hands on

parenting books and birthing classes and pestering colleagues and relatives for advice

he’s super thorough and wants to cater to your every need during pregnancy 

always a little on edge and nervous but won’t show it because he wants you to be able to fully rely on him emotionally and physically i love this man

his favorite part (after bringing home his baby ofc) was setting up the nursery

he literally stared at the crib and closet full of smol onesies for an hour with major uwu eyes because the man is just so excited <33

and when the day comes,

daichi is calmly but quickly ushering you to the car while he single handedly carries the bulky hospital bag (which he definitely helped you overpack months in advance)

he’s cool and collected and clear minded because the man has read too many books and watched too many videos on how labor progresses

after guiding you through a rough and long labor with deep breathing techniques

he finally catches the first sight of his baby,,

and he’s super teary eyed and overwhelmed with all the emotions he tried to suppress while preparing for his baby’s arrival

but his dad instincts majorly kick in and he’s counting the baby’s fingers and toes and asking the doctor questions and keeping an eye on the nurses who hold his whole world in their hands

during skin-to-skin, daichi can’t stop touching the baby’s little fingers and toes and cooing softly (incredibly soft daichi is a rare sight)

but still, the sight of daichi holding his baby against his chest is like none other - it looks like he was waiting his whole life for this moment because he was uwuwuwu

after returning home,

daichi is super super extra tender with you

he knows (from research and now experience) the emotional and physical toll it takes on your body, 

paternity leave is an unspoken necessity for daichi 

changing diapers? he’s on it. burping the baby? he’s on it. checking on the baby in the dead of night? he’s on it.

daichi wants to do whatever helps you recover the fastest

and he’s just so so soft and sweet to you and it’s just UGHHHH

dad daichi is best daichi

☀︎—tetsuro kuroo

for a nerd, the poor boy is kinda slow and he doesn’t realize that you’ve been leaving him hints for about a week now

when he said kenma was the brain, he meant it

it’s only when you leave your positive pregnancy test blatantly next to the bathroom sink one night 

he finds it and he’s jumping and pumping his fists in the air like an idiot

it’s the cutest moment when he comes sprinting out of the bathroom with his hands flailing in the air and his face plastered with the biggest smile

but he lets his excitement die down as he pulls you into a soft hug and kisses the top of your head 

he’ll murmur softly with his chin resting on your head,,

“how long have you known?”

“tetsu, i’ve known for more than a week, and i’ve been trying to tell you for more than a week too...” PFFFFT

but now that he knows, he can’t be separated from your side

like, if you thought he was affectionate before, soon-to-be dad kuroo is triple that

he can’t stand to see you in discomfort, and he feels helpless seeing you struggle with morning sickness among other symptoms

so he does his absolute best to help quell your discomfort with his affection

he’ll massage your sore back and your swollen feet and try to adjust to any cuddling position that helps you sleep better

he’s also trying your cravings with you and he’s overly eager to go clothing shopping for the baby

kuroo wants to make the experience good for you, so he picks up cooking and cleaning duty as often as he can 

kuroo in an apron is now a normal sight to see

and when your due date arrives,

it’s the middle of the night when your water breaks,

and kuroo leaps out of bed when he hears you whimper and tug on his shirt

he knows how anxious you are, and he channels as much calm energy as he can to help you relax

he’s big on positive affirmations, from the drive to the hospital to the labor process

“baby, you’re doing so good, okay?”

“you can do it, i know you can.”

BIG uwu

but it really hurts him to see you in pain, and he’s trying to do anything and everything when you experience contractions

but after all of the contractions and pain and anxiety, he finally gets to see the baby rest on your chest

silent tears of joy fall from his eyes, and he’s leaning over the both of you, planting gentle kisses on your hair

when he’s reaching out to touch his baby’s smol hands,

the baby’s whole hand wraps around his pointer finger and he’s so smitten

dad kuroo nearly passes out

at home, he’s super encouraging to you, and he’s always reassuring and praising you for working tirelessly

he didn’t know he could experience more love in his life than he already has

but now he knows he can with his new little family<3333

☀︎—tōru oikawa

he’s literally so overjoyed and excited

like he picked you up and spun you around and peppered you with kisses after you first shared the news

after the first trimester passes, oikawa’s the type to tell everyone (who will listen) that he’s going to be a dad

like,, he’s picking you up weird craving foods or something and the cashier couldn’t care less but he’s like

“yeah, it’s for my baby momma” <3333 LMAO i’m just kidding he doesn’t say this... exactly

he’s also obsessed with your baby bump

like obsessed

he always absentmindedly rests his hand beneath your bump and caresses it tenderly

majorly freaks out when he feels a kick

kisses your bump almost more than you (i said almost because if you pout at him after, he’ll kiss your lips twice more ahhh)

i bet he definitely tried to plan some corny halloween costume involving your bump

it’s not all easygoing sometimes though,,

oikawa lays awake sometimes at night and he’s super anxious and insecure about being a dad

but one glance at your peaceful sleeping face

and he feels so reassured and lucky to have you as a partner

the day your water breaks, oikawa literally gets a superhuman adrenaline rush lol

like he’s yeeting things into the car on top of your already well-packed hospital bag because he just wants to be sure everything goes smoothly

“tōru we don’t need the yoga ball-”

“WE’RE BRINGING IT”

he’s definitely a little more nervous and frazzled than you are and he’s not the best at hiding it

but you think it’s funny and cute to see him like this

and after hours of labor,

it honestly looks more like oikawa gave birth LMAO

his eyes are kinda wild and his hair is so disheveled and his clothes are crinkled from trying to cuddle and comfort you in the hospital bed

but he’s overwhelmed with a range of emotions

he’s definitely doing his ugly cry until he gets the chance to hold his baby

his heart stops for a moment and he swears that time stops too

the love in oikawa’s eyes is undeniable, and he promises right then and there that he’d do anything for this little bundle of joy

after bringing the baby home,

oikawa’s glued to the baby monitor if he’s not physically with his baby

but when he’s settled into bed with you after the baby’s asleep, you can hear him mumble incoherently about how happy he is

and it’s true

his eyes literally shine with joy now that he has two loves of his life

[elektra-of-crete]

Haikyuu! Boys reacting to you bleeding after fainting

TW: Blood, fainting

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Once again might be very self-indulgent... This has been sitting in my crafts for so long that it doesn't hurt anymore but it was pretty bad so I thought I'd turn my suffering into your entertainment💕🥰

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"Ayo, dumbass, you alright?" Seem very annoyed until they see you on the ground. Get especially worried when they see that you're bleeding. Don't want to let it show though, to help you stay calm, and take a close look at your wound before starting to clean it. Insist that you go see a doctor, and won't leave your side the entire day (even after the doctor took care of the injury) to make sure that you rest. Will not let you leave the house again after your return from the doctor, and prepare soup, and ice cream, and any other food that you're able to consume without worsening the injury. When you Thank them they tell you to take better care of yourself, and tell them if you're feeling off instead of thanking them now. Seem very cranky but that's their way to show they care.

~> Tsukishima, Suna, Kyotani, Futakuchi, Yaku

Instantly worried. The moment they hear the thud they're by your side. "What happened, love?" Relatively calm whilst tending to your wound, somehow made a doctor's appointment simultaneously. Constantly check up on you but know what you need before you're even able to mention it. Ask the doctor a million questions as to tend to your wound best as possible, and will do their absolute best to fulfill all of it. Please just cuddle up with them on the couch or bed so that they know you're safe.

~> Kita, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Shirabu, Kuroo, Semi, Akaashi, Ushijima, Daichi, Aone

They are more panicked than you are. Also don't know what to do. Should they call an ambulance? Will a visit at the doctor's be enough? Should they clean the wound? Have you sit up or keep you lying down? They're close to having a mental breakdown, and now you need to be the one making rational decisions. (Which would suck if you are like me but oh, well) However they'll do anything you tell them to, and anything you don't. Feeling a bit wonky? They'll carry you wherever you have to go. You want something special to eat? They've got it. Definitely deserve a BIG hug.

~> Bokuto, Tanaka, Oikawa, Atsumu, Kinoshita, Tendou, Kageyama, Hinata, Lev

Call an ambulance in an instance. Either because they're afraid that they'd do something to worsen your injury or because they don't know what to do whatsoever but still knows that's a sane thing to do. Will scold you for not taking proper care of yourself, and tell you to tell them if you get the same pain again. Will closely regard you for the next few days to see if you're getting better, and might mouth his concerns openly. Even if you promise to notify them should you feel off again, he'll closely watch you. Will also make sure that you see a doctor to figure out why you fainted in the first place.

~> Sakusa, Sugawara, Goshiki, Osamu, Komori, Kenma, Tendou, Iwaizumi, Asahi

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PSA for you to take proper care of yourselves, and to listen to your body, hydrate, move, and eat😌💕

Hope y'all have a wonderful day💕