#brazil hinata take all my money

[liillyliilly]

Moonlight On The Ocean

hinata shouyou x reader words; 765 synopsis; brazil fling gone completely right

Sand in-between his toes. The sun beats down on his shoulders. Sweat drips from his orange hair and down to his chin before falling to the ground. The way his swim shorts hang just slightly loose around his hips, showing the faint v-shape on his abdomen. She licked her lips, and when Hinata caught sight of her doing that he thought he was going to be eaten alive.

Diving for the ball. Sand flying everywhere and sticking to his chest. Ruffling his hair and setting the ball down to get a drink from his water bottle. She saunters over, and Hinata swears for a moment he thought he could see two little red horns sticking out, and a thin red tail trailing behind, but in an instant after blinking his eyes she sits down next to him.

“What brings you to Brazil?�� Her words fall on deaf ears as she brushes the sand from his chest away with her fingers lightly. The touch setting him aflame, it feels hotter than the sun that was rearing its ugly head down onto the beach.

Hinata chokes out a response, “Volleyball.” Adam's apple bobbing when she tugs him up to stand with her. He thinks that swimsuits aren’t meant to look that good. Everything about her screams danger, danger, danger to Hinata. But he ignores the blaring red lights going off in his head in favor of her typing in her number and then him doing the same with her phone.

Throwing on a jacket, Hinata zips up the zipper and heads down to the beach to meet up with Y/N, the name that she had finally declared herself as. The stars shining remind Hinata of home, how he would run late at night to escape the heat, so often he would be able to have the stars out while he ran. Stepping onto the beach, he looks around until he spots her.

A lantern, a blanket, and a picnic basket. She was wearing a sheer sundress over yet another devastatingly good looking swimsuit. Hinata sits down with a plop and she starts playing some music that Hinata doesn’t recognize, but nods along to anyways. When she hands him a meat bun, Hinata rethinks her whole devilish act. Only an angel would bring meat buns to a midnight picnic.

“You're cute.” She giggles when she brushes her hand over his and Hinata blushes. A lush red being splattered all over his face. “You're really cute.” She whispers when she hovers her lips over his ear, her lips brush against the inner cusp of his ear and Hinata feels a shiver run from his nape all the way down to his tailbone.

Hinata tries to lean over and kiss her when he is interrupted by her standing up and crossing her arms over to the corners of the dress and lifts it up over her head. Running into the ocean with splashes and loud laughs erupting from her mouth, exclamations about the cold water.

It’s a challenge, he thinks. She wants me to go swimming in freezing water because it’s a challenge. He chants to himself while he jumps up and pulls off his jacket. This time instead of diving for a volleyball and getting brushed against the grainy sand, Hinata dives for Y/N and gets brushed with her body holding him close.

Hinata shivers as he feels goosebumps prickle his skin. But soon he gets warmed up when her mouth meets his. Warmth spreads from his mouth all the way through his veins as he pulls her closer by her hips. Lifting her arms out of the water, Y/N encircles Hinata’s neck with her arms, not breaking the kiss.

When they break away, Hinata pants slightly. She runs a hand through his wet hair and she shakes his hair, water droplets flying all around them. The moon is dancing over them, creating a blinding circle of bright blue light around them. She cups his face with her hands, her tongue darting over her bottom lip. Hinata mimics the motion like it’s a race.

“You’re pretty.” Hinata musters while observing her soaked hair and the way the water drips down her face down to her neck before going back home into the ocean depths. To be water and get to flow around her so close, that was his new dream. A fantasy to be dreamt when he laid to sleep.

“Says the prettier one.” She kisses him on the nose, which causes Hinata to wrinkle his nose slightly as Y/N’s chuckles bubble up again.

[bajicantspell]

Kodzuken in my DMs ❕

Summary: Kenma trying (and failing) to make a move  → Warnings: cursing (Fluff) 🎧 This is part one, although both can be read as a one shot Part two right here

Despite his dislike for being recognized in public and the inevitable social interactions that fame entails, he couldn't deny that it came with its advantages. For starters, living in a big house in his early twenties wasn’t something he could complain about. Sure, it might have been just a rental and not in Roppongi Hills, but that wasn't due to any financial constraints; he simply chose not to. Kenma couldn't complain, he loved helping his loved ones. Whether it was sponsoring his friend's volleyball career or paying off his parents' debt, it felt nice to be useful.

Honestly he never expected himself to get this far this early in his life. It really felt like one day he was streaming in his old room for the ten people that happened to join and the next day he’s a ceo of a company. 

However, one thing that Kenma anticipated to be much easier, but found it wasn't, was dealing with women. Its not like the requests weren’t piling up; it seemed like every hour there was a new girl in his requests offering him everything lewd imaginable.

 Sure, meaningless sex could be nice once in a while, but lately he’s been feeling very lonely. Kuroo was always working, his parents lived far away, Hinata was in fucking Brazil. Aside from calls with them and the occasional visits, tedious work meetings, and interactions in his stream chat, he had no contact with anyone. Kenma also considered that it might be FOMO, but the fact that he had never had a girlfriend didn't help. In high school, he avoided women at all costs. In college, he went on a few dates, but nothing serious came of them—just one okay-ish hookup. Then he went viral, and dating became harder, because it seemed every conversation ended up being about him and his internet presence. 

Kenma sighed while scrolling through another dating app. Everytime he matched with someone and the first message they’d sent was “OMFG ARE YOU KODZUKEN”  he wanted to smash the phone screen just a little more. Giving up, he sank deeper into his gaming chair, taking a few deep breaths. He needed to be relaxed for the stream he was about to start.

If you could tell your awkward-ugly-duckling middle school self that you would one day have nearly ten thousand Instagram followers just for being pretty, she would have laughed in your face. Though you were extremely grateful, it wasn't as if your life was substantially different from anyone else's. You don’t get payed for posting, you’re still a regular university student, and aside from the occasional scammy sponsorship offer that you always turned down (and the creepy men asking you to start an OnlyFans), there wasn’t anything outstandingly different about your life.One thing you did brag about to your friends, however, was that the famous streamer Kodzuken had been following you for a couple of months now.  Part of you was convinced it was accidental though, since he never watches any stories or interacts with any posts. Bummer, you thought he’s really cute. 

“I’m gonna buy a fucking gun and shoot myself” Kenma complained to Kuroo during their weekly call. 

“You say while wiping your tears with money” 

“Oh fuck off, I’m serious! I tried everything. I swear I’ll resort to just fucking my hand for the rest of my life” 

Kuroo snickered, then he started thinking of solutions for his lonely friend. “Okay, instead of being a drama queen in her fucking castle lets try to be reasonable. What have you tried so far?”

Kenma sighed, “Mostly dating apps to be honest. Ain’t working. Also checked my requests and they all sound like the plots to a bad porno.” 

“Seriously? Like what?” Kenma could hear Kuroo’s smug smile through the phone.

“Dude there was one where she offered to lick my toes. Not gonna lie it was tempting.” Kenma joked, earning a loud laugh from Kuroo. 

“Damn, living the dream. Anyway, have you tried making a move though? Cause what I’m getting from this is you expecting the woman of your dreams to fall from the sky.” 

“How could i even do that? Can’t go outside without a crowd following me around. Can’t imagine a girl who feels comfortable getting hit on by a dude with an army behind him.” Kenma sighed. 

“I didnt mean that dumbass, I know that. I mean like shooting your shot through social media or something. There must be at least one babe that cought your eye.” Kuroo reasoned. 

Kenma paused and thought for a moment, his cheeks flushing the slightest shade of pink.

“Well there is one…” 

“Oh yea? Who?” Kuroo smirked. 

“She’s not like, famous or anything, which I like. It’s @(youruser). Found her a couple of months ago. Physically she’s exactly my type, like everything is exactly what i like in a girl; face, body, hair, style, the whole shtick. Followed her a couple of months ago, didnt have the courage to say anything though.” Kenma nervously explained. 

“I say send her something, what’s the worst that can happen? Getting rejected? So what? Then you move on.” 

“I don’t know…I think she’s really pretty, shooting my shot and then messing up means it’d be weird to still follow her. Don’t wanna make her uncomfy. She doesn’t post anything crazy, just selfies and outfit inspo, but she’s so fucking cute in every pic and video, drives me crazy.” Kenma sheepishly smiled. 

“Even if she does turn you down if you’re nice about it I doubt she’ll be uncomfortable. I say do it.” 

Kenma sighed, knowing Kuroo was right. He opened Instagram and searched for your profile, keeping the call with Kuroo active in case you replied quickly. 

*ding* 

 You were in the middle of doing some coursework when your phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen, you expected it to be a new follower. Your eyes went wide when you realized the notification said ‘@kodzuken wants to send you a message’.

No fucking way, you thought. 

You anxiously unlocked your phone, your focus completely shifting from your studies. 

What you didnt know is that  an equally anxious Kenma was patiently waiting for at least a ‘seen’ with his best bud on the line. 

You opened the message. 

Kodzuken: Hey :) 

Your finger hovered over the keyboard of your phone for just a second before replying.

You: Hiiiii

You cringed at your reply, it seemed to childish and dry at the same time. 

Kenma didnt think so, he was too busy panicking over the fact that you replied. Maybe he never got over his social anxiety after all. 

“Dude she replied.” He said, not fully believing himself. 

“Damn, that was fast,’ Kuroo smirked, ‘I’ll leave you lovebirds alone, gotta catch up on some work stuff. Talk to you later!” 

“Wait Kuro don’t-” before Kenma could finish his sentence the call was over. 

He clicked his tongue in annoyance- “Asshole”, he mumbled.  

He stared at the screen, unable to muster the courage to type anything. It was then that he realized this might be the first time he truly liked a girl, due to the anxious feeling that had left him since high school. With trembling fingers unable to type anything, he sighed and set his phone down, promising himself he would reply in an hour. However, that hour stretched into several, and then two days passed. He felt insanely pathetic. 

Kenma was on call with Kuroo again, Kuroo couldn’t stop complaining about the shitty meeting he had the day before.

“He was such an asshole, fucking bastard rolled his eyes everytime my colleagues and I talked. Like shut the fuck up. If you hate your job this fucking much at least don’t bring misery into ours.” 

Kenma could only hum in response, preoccupied with setting up for his stream while his mind was flooded with self-critical thoughts.

Kuroo noticed the uncharacteristic response from his best friend- If there was one thing Kenma loved, it was shit talk, and Kuroo knew that all too well from years and years of friendship with him, and the countless brutalities that Kenma would throw at him and others he was comfortable with. He would point out things in such a monotone way, you couldn’t even be mad. Kenma was a hater to his core, so not hearing even a snicker from the other side of the line was concerning. 

“Hey man, are you okay?” He asked.

“Yea its whatever.” 

Kuroo suspected what this might be about. 

“So uh.. how did things with the girl go?” 

“They didn’t fucking go.” Kenma let out a huff of laughter through his nose, tinged with self-pity.

“Hm? How come?” 

“I panicked and left her on seen. And I highly doubt I can recover that now. Like what am I gonna say? Hi sorry I left you on seen even though I texted you first, I’m just too fucking high and mighty to reply.” 

“Well definitely don’t say that.” Kuroo joked. 

“I seriously fumbled. Fuck,” Kenma muttered just loud enough for Kuroo to hear, running a hand through his hair.

“It’s okay, man. These things happen,” Kuroo said empathetically, his voice gentle and reassuring. “Everyone fucks up sometimes. You just need to give yourself a break.”, though he didnt get a response from the overthinker. 

“You’re gonna start a stream soon yea?” Kuroo changed the subject, he knew that the best way to make Kenma feel better was to distract him or piss him off a little. The second part was coming later. 

“Yea, almost done setting up. Gonna start in five.” 

“I might stay and watch a little today, I’m off work for the weekend.”

“Kay, I’m gonna hang up now. ‘Bout to start.” 

You checked the chat a couple of times during those two days, though the bitter ‘seen’ never changed. You couldn’t lie, you were a little disappointed. You didnt know much about video games, but you enjoyed his streams once in a while. He was a bit of a celebrity crush for you. 

It was the weekend, and with not much to do, you mindlessly scrolled through Instagram stories to kill time. You stumbled upon Kodzuken’s story, it was a picture of his monitor, with the text “streaming” and a link to his twitch. Although you were disappointed with the outcome of your “conversation”, you thought it couldn’t hurt watching for a bit. 

You clicked the link, and as you entered the stream, the first thing you noticed was his not-so-happy expression. His chat was filled with messages asking if he was okay.

You watched for a little bit, nothing particularly special happening. 

As you were about to click off, Kenma snapped at his chat. "Guys, I'm fine! Please stop asking." The irritation in his voice was evident. Despite his words, the tone of his voice betrayed him, revealing a hint of underlying frustration or perhaps even distress.

Another autogenerated voiced question popped on the screen, something that happens with every donation. “Okay man! Whatever it is, don’t worry, we won’t nag you.” The robotic tone of the voice did little to mask the genuine concern behind the words.

 Kenma’s shoulders tensed for a moment before he forced a small, appreciative smile. “Thanks,” he muttered, the frustration in his voice easing slightly. He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath. “I appreciate it, really. Let’s just focus on the game, okay?”

You decided to stay for just a little longer, puzzled at the unfamiliar demeanor of the famous streamer. 

A few minutes go by, and another donation followed by the familiar robotic voice  “@KUROROROTETSU : don’t mind him he fumbled the insta baddie” 

Your cheeks flushed for just a second though you were quickly brought back to reality by the man on the screen in front of you.

“Fucking kill yourself. Like I’m not even kidding I need you dead on my doorstep.” Kenma cursed to distract you the audience from his embarrassment, his eyebrows furrowed and a huge shit eating grin plastered on his face.

The chat started blowing up with laughs and ‘Kodzu’s back guys’

Kenma added, “before anyone cancels me that was my best friend of twenty years, don’t take the clip out of context.” He laughed.

Your favorite comment was someone saying “guys kodzu gets not bitches he’s just like me fr”, it made you let out a small giggle.

You debated with yourself, engaging in a mental monologue. ‘If I send him a message and it turns out to be about me, that’s the best case scenario. The worst case is completely humiliating myself in front of someone really famous,’ you reasoned.

You decided that a little embarrassment was a risk worth taking this time.

Kenma continued playing as usual, engaging and laughing with his audience. He felt his phone buzz and saw the screen light up beside him.

@(youruser) : for the record, I don’t think you fumbled me <3

He glanced at the screen, reading the notification, and immediately turned beet red. His heart raced as he processed the message. Slowly, he lifted his eyes to the camera, his expression a mix of surprise and embarrassment, as if he were looking directly at you through the screen.

“I uh.. hold on guys i need to reply to this for a second.” He said as he proceeded to pause metal gear solid. 

Your screen was still open to your chat, and a surge of excitement ran through you when you saw the telltale indicator that he was typing.

Kodzuken : holy shit I’m so sry, didn’t know you were watching 

(Youruser) : ahahah dw its fine

Kodzuken : can I text you after I’m done? Totally fine if u don’t wanna tho

Well it wasn’t totally fine, he really hoped you’d say yes.

(Youruser) : I’ll be waitiiiing :) 

Needless to say, that was the longest a stream had ever felt. He could hardly wait to finish so he could talk to you; properly this time.

𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤 ↓。

part two right here , also i found these banners on Pinterest, if anyone knows who made these pls lmk so i can give credit

[eurydicees]

in case anyone is curious i take GREAT pleasure in imagining the stupid internet drama kenma accidentally involves himself in. here are my ms mojo top 10 contenders for all time favorite controversies kenma might have had:

tweets out about destroying his <8 years old cousins and family friends at smash bros and other video games. people think that this was unfair of him and cruel to children. kuroo thinks its the funniest thing to happen since the last holiday party when kenma did this.

prior to hinata's debut, he tweets out his support for msby and excitement to see them play. he is accused of faking his dislike for sports in order to garner support with dudebro gamers. kenma points out that he has never once said he dislikes sports and also none of his followers are dudebro gamers anyway.

gets tickets to the volleyball games at the olympics. he is accused of being rich and unrelatable to the teens and no one should support someone with the kind of money to go to the volleyball finals at an international tournament. #eattherich. kenma does not really have an argument against this one, but it is fucking stupid, so he ignores it.

similarly, he is accused of favoritism when rooting for msby because he sponsored hinata's practice in brazil. msby wins and kenma's fans--who watch--think possibly he rigged it. how would he have done this? unknown. but it's definitely shady that kenma tweets his support and the next game they win.

in a video he refers to kuroo, his long time partner who has a very successful career and is very happy, as a trophy wife. this is called anti-feminist. kuroo, again, thinks this is absolutely hilarious.

at the special volleyball match, a fan approaches him and asks if this is the world famous kodzuken. kenma lies and says no. he is cancelled for gaslighting his innocent fans who just want a picture. this is, like, 90% canon.

mentions offhandedly in a video that he hates vegetables. he is called a terrible role model. he has young fans and how could he encourage them not to eat their vegetables.

does a twitch livestream where he plays a game that hasn't been released yet. has to issue an official apology to the game developers for spoiling it.

he was so good at it, though, that fans thought he had been cheating. no one could possibly be that good at a game that hasn't been released yet. has to issue a second clarifying statement in which he says he is that good and maybe it's not that hard and you guys just suck.

he gets cancelled for that too.

pro gamer kenma gets cancelled for tweeting this

[glucosehighs]

Kiyoomi who’s completely clueless when it comes to adulting things because the only thing he’s learnt from his parents growing up is that if you throw money at a problem, you can hire people to solve it for you.

He grew up with a housekeeper who took care of his meals and who called the plumber and electrician when anything needed fixing, so he’s never learnt any basic skills. 

Did he finally pick some things up in university? Absolutely not, he refused to stay with those slobs in campus housing. Since his family home is in Tokyo anyway, he opts to take the train home everyday instead.

Moving to Osaka to join MSBY is a massive cultural shock. He eats takeout for a whole month before he finally has had enough of the MSG and preservatives going into his body and money leaking out of his wallet (takeout is expensive for Omi’s rich boy tastebuds) and buys a single knife and a chopping board. He then lives on salad every day until the team’s dietician notices he’s not been putting on much muscle mass and instructs him to include meat in every meal. 

That’s when he caves and asks, through gritted teeth, if any of his teammates knows how to cook and would be willing to show him. That brings a round of slow blinks from around the room. 

Hinata breaks the silence. “Y-you don’t know how to cook, Omi-san?”

“Don’t look so shocked,” he grumbles. “I’m doing the restaurants near my area a favour, you know.” 

“When you say you don’t know how to cook,” Atsumu ventures. “Do you mean like, you can’t cook nice fancy meals?”

He stares Atsumu dead in the eye when he replies. “I’ve never cooked an egg in my life.” 

This causes something of an uproar in the locker room. “Never cooked an egg in your life,” Bokuto, who snacks on at least a dozen boiled eggs a day, looks almost faint.

The team then decided unanimously, without consulting him whatsoever, that it is of paramount importance that he should learn how to cook. They assign Atsumu, Bokuto, and Hinata the task, and the three of them show up on his doorstep that Saturday, armed with bags of groceries.

“Where are all your pots and pans, Omi-san?” Hinata’s brow is furrowed as he pulls open empty drawer after empty drawer in the kitchen. 

“I don’t see the need to own them,” Kiyoomi sniffs. “Oh, and be careful going into the toilet. One of the light bulbs stopped working, so I’m going to have to move out soon.” 

“You’re going to move out,” Atsumu repeats in a monotone, “because one of your lightbulbs is blown.” 

Kiyoomi honestly does not see anything wrong with his logic. “Yes, the apartment is no longer functional, so I’ll have to move.”

“How are you still alive?” Bokuto wonders with complete sincerity. 

Kiyoomi shrugs. He doesn’t have a response to that. 

The three of them get started on Kiyoomi’s unofficial education, coming over every weekend to teach him a new life skill. Bokuto teaches him how to change a lightbulb. Hinata shares recipes for quick meals from his time in Brazil, and falls over from laughing when Kiyoomi admits that he doesn’t know how to operate a microwave. Atsumu, who has apparently spent much time helping his brother start his restaurant, patiently teaches Kiyoomi how to do his taxes. 

Slowly, Kiyoomi starts to pick up these skills. It takes him a whole weekend of trial and error and ten different youtube videos, but the MSBY group chat floods with congratulatory messages when Kiyoomi shares that he fixed a leaky pipe in the bathroom all by himself. He manages not to freak out at the sight of a cockroach in his house, and instead manages to gather the guts to trap it under a container and fling it out of the window. (Atsumu sheds tears of pride when he recounts that particular anecdote to him). Finally, seven months after joining the Black Jackals, he invites the team over to his house for a home-cooked meal.

“So how likely is it that I’m going to get food-poisoning from this?” Inunaki is only half-joking. “I mean, I still remember how Bokuto told us that your first fried egg was crunchy because of all the bits of egg shell he found in it.”

Kiyoomi keeps his expression as neutral as possible as he lays the dishes out on the dining table. “Only one way to find out,” he intones. 

He watches as the team tentatively goes to take a bite of the food, and watches as their shoulders relax in relief, and the expressions on their faces turn to pure delight. 

“Wow, Omi-kun!” Bokuto exclaims. “This is really, really good!” 

“Yeah,” Atsumu chips in. “What can I say, you might just give my brother a run for his money.” The team hums in agreement, and praises him for the meal. 

Kiyoomi smiles to himself, and tries not to eye the seemingly innocuous kitchen cupboard where he’d stashed the takeout containers just seconds before the team had piled in. After all, no one needs to know about the disaster of a burnt pile sitting at the bottom of his trash bin. 

Anyway, as far as Kiyoomi is concerned, he couldn’t care less about not being able to cook or do any of those adult things his peers did. Why would he? If he ever needs anything, he has his family right here to help him out.

[dokifluffs]

Head Pats | Akaashi, Hinata

Pairing: Akaashi X Reader (gender neutral), Hinata X Reader (female) 

Genre: comfort fluff!!!~~

Author’s Note: i’ve said it so many times but OH TO BE Y/N !!! hinata;s is actually kinda angsty ngl sooo ah ha ha 

Warnings! implied time skip. No spoilers for Akaashi but spoilers for timeskip hinata!! 

Head Pats | Suga, Atsumu 

gif from @rivaillerose 💛💛

Akaashi: NOTE - R/N is restaurant name

“I don’t know this.. I don’t know this…”

Panic

It was all you could feel in ever bit of your soul as your heart sank after reading question after question, skipping the ones you didn’t know

But doing this only brought you to the end of the test where you didn’t know anything

Panic

Everyone progressed through their exam in a timely manner and here you were

It felt like you were the only one who wasn’t moving their pencil in the slightest bit

You stared at the words on the test paper before you, all the pencil sounds surrounding you — you felt like such a failure

Like all the hours you spent, all the effort you put into this course, and maybe others, were all for naught

You took a deep breath as you gathered yourself, pushing through your exam

As you took it, some questions were actually fine, majority was alright but they all made you feel uneasy with your answer, making you doubt everything

Sitting in this lecture hall, how grand and tall it was yet here you were, so small. This room used to be filled with your professor’s voice yet here it was — silence

“Time. Pencils down.” Your professor’s voice cut through eh silence like a blade. “Close your packets, slide them into your envelope and pass them down your row. Students at the end of the row pass the envelopes down.”

The shuffling of papers and whispers made your head dizzy, your heart trembling as you closed your final exam

You were done

It was finally over

“All tests are in, you are all dismissed. Have a great summer break!” your professor smiled

Everyone gathered their belongings, chatting amongst themselves as they shook the professor’s hand on the way out

“It was great to have you in class Y/N,” your professor smiled so kindly as he shook your hand one final time. “Have a great summer!”

“You too, professor,” you forced a smile but as soon as you stepped out of the lecture hall, you could hear all the complaints from your classmates as they complained about the test

“I honestly gave up bro, like I didn’t know anything” a guy commented freely as he walked toward the exit

“Bruh I know like I remember him teaching the material but that was it.”

Hearing all the comments sort of like this eased you just a bit but just knowing that you were going to see such a bad score

It made you sick to your stomach, making everything feel wrong

The warm summer sun welcomed you as you stepped outside of the hall

You felt so miserable, all you wanted now was Akaashi, his hand to pat your head and to shoo everything you felt that made you feel so stuffy

“Y/N,” a voice called

The sound of this voice brought tears automatically to your eyes before you could even look up to see the owner of this voice

Your body seemed to move on its own towards your boyfriend as all the emotions and tears that had built up within you during your exam came rushing out

he smiled to you as if nothing was wrong in the world when everything felt wrong 

he wore black jeans with a white shirt and navy blue cardigan with the sleeves rolled up

You wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his chest and shoulder 

“Oh, Y/N, was it that bad?” He stroked his hand on your head 

“Mmhmm,” you nodded, stifling all your cries and whimpers the best you could but you knew it was already too late - you could feel how swollen and stuffy your nose were 

“I feel like I didn’t know anything and it was so frustrating and depressing to just sit there.” You buried your face into your palms, trying not to break down even more when all you wanted to do right now was to disappear 

“I’m sorry, but it’s over, alright?” Akaashi rubbed your shoulders as a way to comfort you as he smiled at others passing and staring at what was going on but he could also hear the others complaining about the exam you had just taken 

“Y/N?” he leaned down, carefully parting your hands from your face, smiling once you opened your eyes to him. “I brought you these since I know I haven’t been able to really support you properly while you were studying.”

he handed you a bouquet of your favorite flowers 

your lips trembled even more as you cried tears of something else from his loving gesture 

“What’s wrong now?” he laughed as he rolled down his sleeves, using them to dry your face, a sound so pure from him, it made life feel alright 

“N-nothing, I’m just so happy to see you,” you lowered your head down once again only for akaashi to wrap his arms around you, kissing the top of your head 

“negativity begone,” he repeated the words in between every kiss as he gently rocked the two of you side to side 

“Come on, let’s go to R/N, hm? We can talk about anything you want and we can do anything you want now or after, okay?” 

Bonus: 

your sniffles felt like they were never going to end as you sadly drank your drink, letting it refresh you as Akaashi adored you from across the table, happy that your tears and sadness and frustrations from your exam were no longer 

The restaurant was empty as cars whizzed by outside

your heart sank hearing the email notification from your professor  

upon opening it, your soul left your body as all the tears you thought you were done shedding came bac for round two 

“Y/N! What is it?” Akaashi’s brows knitted together as he had never seen you so emotional before 

you couldn’t even begin to speak or try to - all you did was show him your phone

“Hi all, I know this semester was very tough but you all know how much I care about the class. This final exam was not an actual exam nor will I actually be giving one. As for your final grade, I have based that on today’s attendance so everyone will be passing. Have a great summer.” - your professor 

it was unbelievable but all your worries for the last couple of hours were for nothing 

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Hinata: note - pedro is hinata’s roommate in Brazil and he works as a delivery boy to make money 

the door shut behind his body, enclosing him into his dark bedroom, the only source of light coming from outside was from the streetlamp and the bustling night market 

he leaned back against the cool wooden door as it separated Hinata from the lively atmosphere of the rest of the house as Pedro watched One Piece on the TV 

the floor made a loud thud as his body slid down the door, disappointment filling him up as he thought about what had happened 

the new wallet Natsu had gifted him before leaving to Brazil was nowhere to be found in his fanny pack as he ran his deliveries 

for once, the human sun didn’t feel so bright 

he signed as he looked to his dark room, bits and horizontal lights from the street casting onto his wall through the blinds 

the street lift bustling on the street right outside as usual 

a sinking feeling felt like it was only getting deeper and deeper inside his chest as he hugged his arms with his knees, a cool breeze from the floor brushing his legs 

he really screwed up losing his precious wallet

he had never felt so dumb 

his groans and sighs filled the room as he sat in his pool of self disappointment, slowly sinking deeper and deeper 

until his phone rang 

it rang with his bright ringtone, lifting the mood instantly since this particular ringtone was dedicated for you 

everyone had their own ringtone in his phone 

and it was like a breath of fresh air when he sighed, grateful he didn’t lose this today 

He opened the flap of his case, his face suddenly illuminated by the device in hand 

“Shoyo!” you beamed, your bright aura illuminating through his screen even into the darkest places within him, eradicating as much negativity as you unintentionally could 

“Y/N, hi!” he beamed, almost completely forgetting his major bump in the road 

“How are you doing? How was your day?” you asked, the sun shining on the side of your face from what he could see on his phone 

you were clearly still in bed but then again, you did just wake up 

“It was alright...” he tried to smile, trying to be okay but there was just something deeper about this hurt inside as it pooled 

even talking to you - when you would almost always heal him, right now, he couldn’t feel too much of it 

“I uh, lost my wallet today, so that’s bumming...” he rest his phone on his bed as he held it up with his hand, his chin resting into the side edge of his bed

“oh no, the one Natsu gave you?” you asked, hoping it wouldn’t be too serious. “Could you like call the police station and ask if they find it or if it like turns up?” 

“No.. it’s not like back home...” he sighed, clearly dejected 

your thoughts scurried as you thought of alternatives, thinking of ideas that you could possibly suggest to help him find it 

“How’s home? how’s everyone doing?” he asked, his voice light and soft, airy as if he had just woken up from a nap, his question reaching back home, back to the place he longed the most

where he wished he could be right now...

“shoyo, lean forward,” you smiled warmly, able to see his somewhat lagged, pixelated face through your phone

“what?” he asked confused 

“just bring your phone to your head. Im gonna pat your sadness away even though I can’t really do it how I normally would, but better than nothing.” 

He did as you asked, bringing his device to his forehead, feeling the warmth of the screen, feeling the breeze from his cracked windows open, letting his imagination take flight, imagining it was you that was here with him 

you sitting on the edge of his bed, patting his hair, playing with your tangerine as you normally would, his head resting in your lap 

“shoo shoo,” you cooed, silly, hoping this would help in the slightest 

he could hear the pat of your hand over your phone’s mic 

but there was just something 

this sudden hit of the real life that was his right now 

he was so far from home in a foreign country, chasing his dream when so many others his age right now would be at school, planning a career and their future for themselves 

and you 

you were so far 

his family, his friends, you, god you 

his nose sniffled as subtle rumbles sounded in his ears, his eyes blinking, widening with every blink to hide the sudden pink in them, the tears lining his waterline 

he kept his phone to his head, subtly seeing the glow of his screen through his closed eyes, wishing you really could reach through the phone or at least he could just be back home soon 

but there was quite a great time before this could happen and he knew it vividly 

“shoyo? You okay?” you held your own phone, turning onto your side so the sun no longer shined right into your eyes 

there was just calm breathing from his end before an airy “mmhm..” 

“Tsuki got promoted at the museum and I’m gonna be going out with Yachi later today, and then Yams is gonna join us..” you paused, still not seeing his face 

“We’re all doing okay, sho. So is Natsu and your mom,” you chimed cheerily for him. “They miss you just as much but don’t worry. You’re gonna be home before you know it and I just know you’re going to blow everyone away with how much you improved.” 

“I know you will, Sho. All the time you’re spending there will pay off..” you paused. “Even Kags thinks so, haha. We hang out together sometimes and he pretty often goes off about how you better be ready to go against him cause of your guys’ never ending battle.”  

“Thank you, Y/N,” and that was when you finally saw him. 

he smiled brightly with tears streaming down his cheeks, dripping off his chin 

these words

your voice 

this is what he needed 

he needed this more than anything to satiate the homesickness that grew within him every single day 

he needed to remember these words - that you and everyone are supporting him all the way across the world

bonus: from Chapter 371 - On The Other Side Of The Globe (vol 42/54) 

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Part FOUR : Chance Encounters

Atsumu x fem reader, Suna x fem reader, Hinata x fem reader

Tags: slight NSFW, Heavy Angst.

A/N: so this will NOT be the last chapter there will be more. Just like there are more choices now lol, don’t be shy to tell me who you route for. Also let me know if y’all want more NSFW I’m chill with writing it . ALSO slight canon divergence the timing on when Hinata comes back from Brazil is different, obviously in the Manga he’s only gone for two years. In this story it is longer. Hinata isn’t on MSBY yet. Also we are only caught up on 5 months since the dreaded birthday.

Part Three: Memories

Part Five: Friends

You spent your birthday in some hotel room. Sitting on the plush bed still in your dress not bothering to change your curl in to a fetal position as sobs raked through you. Your whole world crashed down on you everything you knew was a lie. Your phone lit up with one last birthday message from some distant relative. You see the time it’s now one in the morning you’ve been laying here for hours you can’t understand how you have any liquid in your body left to cry but still tears trail down your cheeks as you look at your lock screen. It’s a photo from three Christmas’s ago. Atsumu held you close from behind as you pose in front of a festive Christmas tree. Your eyes are shut tight from laughter as the setter places a kiss to your cheek bone, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. This was your favorite photo of the two of you, it always showed the realness in this candid shot. You remember laughing so hard from some cheesy joke he had just whispered in your ear. Your heart twists at the photo, a moment of anger slices through you. Was any of it real? You fling your phone at the wall effectively shattering the screen. You scream into the pillow. You wish you could feel numb to all of the emotions. But no ones that lucky. You aren’t sure when you feel asleep but you wake to find the remnants of tears stuck to your face. You move to the bathroom. You look like death. Your face is pale and eyes swollen and red. Your body aches from the fitful sleep you had. You grab a quick shower before putting on your comfiest pajamas and lay back down. All the energy is drained you look for your phone before remembering your fit of rage last night groan. You switch on the TV for some form of distraction but the gods must really hate you as it opens to a sports channel and you see him in all of his intensity standing on the volleyball court. Part of your brain pleads to change the channel but you must be a masochist as you watch him in all his usual glory. He commands the stadium as he goes up to serve. He looks perfectly fine like you hadn’t just walked out of his life. Like he hadn’t just ripped your world to shreds. You're finally turning the television off sitting in the silence thinking of the memories of your home. You ordered some takeout trying to settle the ache in your stomach. The food tasted bland, everything has lost its edge. The bed offers no comfort. The sunlight offers no warmth. It’s not long before you fall into another depression nap.

Waking up late in the evening you can’t stop your mind from making a stupid decision. But you miss him. You just want to see him. That’s how you end up outside of the door that leads to the home you shared with him. Trying to work up the courage to enter. His car was in his usual spot so you know he's here. A bitter thought run through you at the thought that while you were here he couldn’t be bothered to be home before two am at the earliest, yet the first night gone and here he is at home at ten o’clock. Silently you open the door. It was a mistake. You don’t make it even completely through the threshold before you hear the obnoxious moan and grunts, the sound of skin slapping. It makes you sick “OH Miya-San!” You hear some woman bellow out. You feel nauseous. You hurry out the door trying you best not to cause any noise to interrupt the activities in the house. You bend over you feel as though you’ll throw up right there on the spot. After calming yourself you make a way to a convenience store picking up a bottle of wine before heading back to you hotel room. There’s no way you’ll make it through the night sober.

The next morning you clean your self up before heading to the bank and clear out your joint account. Normally you’d feel bad taking the money but this cash was saved for your wedding and that would never happen now. You stopped by the phone store getting your own account not wanting anymore strings attached to the player. You spend the rest of your morning looking for a small affordable apartment. Luckily you were able to find one with in distance of your school and a reasonable price. It’s now the afternoon and you have to rush not wanting to be late for your class. Although it probably wouldn’t have made a difference if you had missed today, you barely pay attention. You find yourself back with the hotel walls.

You feel completely and utterly alone. You want nothing more to call your best friend or stop by Samu’s shop and cry on his shoulder while you eat some comfort food. But there is hesitation Suna was Atsumu's friend before he was yours, and you'll probably break down in tears just looking at Osamu he was his damn twin for heavens sake. What were you to them you wonder. You only got close to them because of the setter. Part of you wanted to believe that they cared about you and all of those friendships would still be there but you couldn’t. How could they want you around. You really question your place in their lives. It’s hard to trust in anything you had also believed Atsumu loved you and would never hurt you, yet that much was proven untrue. It's hard to trust in anything you feel or know. Another reason is your afraid of all of the memories you shared with them Atsumu ever present in those moments. You don’t want to think about him any more. You don’t want any remnants of that man In your life. While you want to believe Suna would be there for you, that he’d choose you. It was not a risk you were ready to take. You don’t think you could survive another heartbreak. It’s better to leave things as is, to cherish the good memories and not risk tainting them with pain.

It’s been two months since your birthday. You’ve moved into a quaint apartment. You got a job working at a little cafe to pay for rent. Between work and studying for your degree you try to keep yourself busy. It’s hard being on your own. You try to distract yourself with the things that brought you joy. Some days are better than others but all in all everything still hurts. Graduation is only a couple of months away so at least there’s something to look forward too. There are moments that come quite often that you miss your friends but you can’t bring yourself to reach out still untrusting. You look back sometimes and wonder where the lies stopped. You avoid everything that has to do his Atsumu Miya. Even the sight of a simple volleyball brings distress.

Three and half months later the cosmos played another prank on you. It was just another Friday afternoon and you were working in the cafe. You had just helped a young beautiful woman at the counter. She seemed so familiar but you couldn’t quit place it. You could see a puzzled look on her face. Then it hit you. You knew exactly who this woman was. She was the one with your ex fiancé at the restaurant that fateful night. The realization must have struck her too. Her eyes grew wide with worry. Although you weren’t expecting what she did next.

“I AM SO SORRY,” she basically yelling as she bows in front of you. “ I’m so sorry for the part I played in your pain.” She continues. You can tell she is really distressed. You coworkers and a few costumers look at the spectacle. Hating all of the attention now directed toward the both, you beg her to please stand.

“I need you to understand I had no idea, I would never have gone for a taken man.”

You sighed and sent a look to your coworker that you were going to take a quick break. “Would you like a cup of coffee,” you ask her. You never thought That you’d be sitting having coffee with the mistress of the only man you ever loved yet here you are. There’s an awkward silence for a moment. You don’t rush things you can see she’s also having a hard time trying to figure out where to start. You take a sip of your coffee as she finally speaks.

“My names Yuki,” she states.

“YN ,” you offer back.

“Well, umm YN I just want to say I am so sorry for wh-” you cut her off holding up your hand.

“You said you didn’t know, correct?” You send a glance at her raising your eyebrow. She nods.

“Are you still with him?” She sits up straight.

“Absolutely not,” she states with conviction “after you left I asked him what just happed and he explained who you were and I left.. well not with out dumping my drink in face" she gave a little giggle.

“Ha! Oh I wish I could have seen that,” you laughed picturing him drenched in the restaurant. “In that case you have nothing to apologize for, you are a victim of Atsumu’s selfishness as well. I’m sorry he put you through that.” She gave a sad smile you could see she was hurt too. The two of you spent a few more moments in each other’s comfort discussing the facts of his affair. It hurts to know that he had a legitimate relationship with Yuki but a part of you was glad to know. It was a small piece of closure to know how deep his transgressions ran, knowing it wasn’t just sex hurt even more. But it furthered your stance that he didn’t love you and if he had at one point the love had faded on his part some time ago. You spent the rest of your shift plagued with thoughts of you past.

After your shift you went home to change before heading out to your local bar. In your time alone you had taken solace in drinking with strangers. After dressing in an appealing yet comfortable outfit you headed out. You wanted to feel comfy and relaxed but that didn’t stop you from wanting to look nice. In your past visits it wasn’t uncommon for men to try and talk you up and while you did indulge in the compliments none had succeeded in getting you to return home with them. There had yet to be a guy who fully kept your attention away from your former lover.

You found your favorite spot at the bar, just far enough from the blaring music and smokers. You smiled at the bartender before ordering your usual. You sat there letting the liquor relax you as you listened to what music the DJ was playing tonight. Normally you stick to just drinks but after the day you had you need something to take the edge off. After downing a shot of tequila you notice a presence next to you.

“Is this seat taken,” the man smiled at you. You had never seen him here before and you know damn well you would have noticed him before. Although he wasn’t a giant like most of the men you knew in your life, he wasn’t excessively short either you could tell he’d still stand taller than you. You couldn’t lie the man was extremely defined and muscular, you swear his tanned thighs that you saw peeking from under his khaki shorts were bigger than your face. His skin was tanned you can tell from pleanty of time in the sun. He had strong jaw line but his most prominent feature was this bright mop of orange hair he tried to hide under a ball cap. He had a bright smile that reached his alluring brown eyes. It was safe to say he was very handsome. He tilts his head to the side a little smirk reaching his lips. It then you realized you had never responded and just been sitting here gawking.

“Um no it’s not uhh go ahead,” you stammered out feeling a blush creep on to your cheeks at your response. What is this feeling why are you acting like a school girl.

He takes the seat next to you ordering a beer then turning to you reaching out his hand. “ Shoyo Hinata,” he states.

You accept his hand giving it a light shake. “ YN LN,” you responded. “ I’ve never seen you here before Hinata-San,” you prod wanting to know about the stranger.

“Just Shoyo is fine,”he gives you another dazzling smile. “I actually just moved back to Japan,” he states “this is my first time at this bar , but with customers as beautiful as you I’ll definitely have to come more often.” Ohh hes smooth you think. You let out a light chuckle at his compliment although it’s fairly simple compared to some of lines you’ve heard it definitely has the desired affect on you.

“Well then Shoyo where are you traveling from?” Question not wanting the convo to stop.

“I just got back from Brazil,” he mused that signature smile never far from his face.

“Wow Brazil! That’s so far was it hard to be so far from home?”you questioned.

The conversation with Hinata flowed effortlessly. Pleanty of laughes shared as he told you countless stories of his time in South America. Being in conversation with him is like talking to the sun it’s so bright and happy. He does eventually mention playing beach volleyball and for a moment you mind thinks of your ex but it then you realized it was the first time since Sho made his appearance that you had thought of the setter. It felt nice to finally have your mind clearing from the twin. As of recent at any mention of volleyball you would have ended the convo making an excuse to leave, yet you didn’t want to, plus beach volleyball is completely different than regular volleyball you reason.

Time passes by as well do several drinks. You are by no means drunk just a little tipsy. Over the course of your talking the space between Hinata started to narrow. Right now you were so close you could smell his cologne and the slight minty scent of his breath. His hand caressed your elbow. Your breath hitched when he finally leaned in “do wanna get out of here?,” you can see his iris’s darken ever so slightly. “We can go back to my place,” he continued.

Several thoughts ran threw your mind in that moment. One, you were nervous, you hadnt been with anyone other than Atsumu. Two, you were sure you weren’t ready for a relationship but it was just sex it’s not like he’s asking on a romantic vacation. And three you wanted nothing more than to feel his lips against yours. “Absolutely.”

That’s how you got to where you are now. You barely made it through the threshold before Hinata had you pinned to the door. You were locked in a searing kiss. It was like he was stealing the air from your lungs. His hands roamed your figure before slipping under your blouse. “You are absolutely gorgeous,” he breaths before pressing a kiss under your jaw trailing down you neck. You place you hands on his shoulders trying to ground yourself. You let out a loud moan as he gives a bite to your shoulder while grabbing a hand full of you breast. He smiled into you neck with pleasure from the sounds you made. The two of you stumbled a bit as you started making your way to his room shedding clothes left and right. The door closed to the bedroom and you were ready for a mindblowing night.

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Koutaro Bokuto x Fem Reader: Eligible Bachelor

 Summary: Some of the MSBY team are scheduled at a charity event and are auctioned off for dates, you being the manager go with them. The team is well aware of your crush on Bokuto and put a plan in motion. What’s the worst that can happen. 

 Words: 5.1K

 Warnings: Angst if squint, happy ending, MSBY 4 being sold as dates for Charity.

 Authors Note: Hello! This is my first time posting a fic so go easy on me, I hope you all enjoy it and get a good laugh out of it like I did! This is part of a collab with @ambershaydeoffical! Please support all the talented writes who participated. 

Update: I made a route for Sakusa! Find that here

Update: I made a route for Atsumu! Finda that here

Story

“Alrighty boys are you ready to go on in?” You said staring at the four well dressed men  behind you.

 “No, and I want to go home.” Sakusa adjusted his black facemask. He wasn’t keen on coming to this event whatsoever.

 “Sakusa I know, but I really need you! Besides what would you be doing anyway? It's Valentine's day and you're as single as single gets. Live a little. Maybe you will find your Mrs.Clean tonight! Ya never know!” You said as he rolled his eyes and scoffed.

 “Omi-Omi don't be that way. Our lovely manager here worked hard to get us this opportunity, and it's benefiting a charity you scrooge.” Atsumu smacked Sakusa’s back.”I think your just upset because you know all the ladies are going to bid on me.” The blond setter smirked at the very pissed Sakusa who just glared at him.

 “NOoO It's going to be me who gets all the bids. I still have my tan from Brazil and I’m alot cooler than all of you.” Hinata piped up, proudly adjusting his tie that had little volleyballs on it. 

 “Well if we don’t get our asses in that building, aint none of y’all getting any bids, besides I’m freezing to death,” You said rubbing your arms. The dress you wore done little to protect you from the cold night. 

 “Take this please, I don’t want to freeze to death. I like you warm and alive.” Bokuto, who's been oddly quiet, spoke up wrapping his grey tux jacket around your shoulders leaving him in his blue button up. You could smell his cologne on the jacket, you could drown in this and wouldn't complain. Your cheeks ran hot and you managed to let out a “thank you” through chattering teeth.

 “Okay let’s get going.” You said wrapping the jacket tighter around you as the boys followed you like baby ducks. Bokuto walked up beside you while the two boys bickered over who would have the most bids in the back, Sakusa wanted no part in it and stayed to himself. You look at Bokuto  who seemed nervous. You decided to hype him up a bit before he went into emo mode. “Bokuto you are going to have some gorgeous high profile women coming after you tonight, I’m jealous of them.” You didn't lie, you had the biggest crush on Bo, ever since you took the job as the MSBY manager. You never have a frown on your face next to him- until now. You knew he’d have a woman, that's not you, by his side tonight. You’d bid on him until your bank went in the negative but you don’t get paid like the women at this event do.

 “You wait and see, I’ll have the most beautiful one by time the night is out.” Bokuto said, smiling at you. You felt a pang of sadness creep on you, if he only knew. 

 The warm air of the ballroom felt nice against your cool body. You gave Bokuto his jacket back, you secretly wished you could keep it forever. You took in your surroundings, the ball room was filled with women in designer dresses and you could see the small stage in the middle of the room. 

 “Guys I have to find the event coordinator and see what time you guys need to get on stage. Please be on your best behavior, there are cameras everywhere. Atsumu keep the drinking to a minimum, Shoyo for the love of God go to the bathroom now, Omi keep these fools in line and you better be nice to people and last but never the least Bokuto, If you dance please be careful, I don’t want to take you to the ER again because you hit the Cha cha slide too hard. And with that I’m out. I’m counting on you guys.” You said giving them a thumbs up as you got lost into the sea of people to hunt the event coordinator. 

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 “Thank you so much Y/N! Everyone is looking forward to the auction. We have some models and a couple pop stars who will be in the line up as well as a few volunteers . I want your boys to go at the end, as they say ‘always save the best for last’.” The coordinator spoke over the bustling crowd. She went over the rules and where they needed to go and what time to line up. You soaked in all the information the bubbly coordinator was giving you. “I have to go let the rest of the people know the game plan. Please have your guys here and lined up in half an hour. Thank you again!” And with that she disappeared into the crowd. Now here came the hard part.

You scanned the large ballroom to find your heathens. Sakusa would be the easiest to find because he is most likely on one of the four corners in the building. Hinata was most likely with Bokuto, and Atsumu was a wild card, he could be at the bar, maybe even on the dance floor trying to impress girls with his dance moves(That suck by the way). You recall the time you found him passed out in a bush drunk off ass at a gala last year. You make up a game plan, you would get Bo and Hinata first, then find a hopefully sober Tsumu and lastly get Sakusa (you figured it best not to drag him around the ballroom) You spot Bokuto’s tall figure next to a snack bar, and as you figured Hinata was with him. They were both stuffing their mouths with meat kebabs and other foods like wild animals, they sure love to eat you thought. 

 “Bokuto,Hinata, they are getting ready to line everyone up, wait for me over there.” You said pointing towards an area that was not  too terribly crowded.

 “HEY HEY HEY Y/N try one of these things, they are so freakin good.” He shoved a cake pop in front of your face. You took it from the gray haired boy.

 “Thank you Bo, but we really need to go.” You took a bite from the cake pop. “Wow that is really good.” You said finishing it in one bite. You heard some snickers from a group of girls, they made a smug comment about you eating it all at once. You normally would throw hands but you had an image to uphold. You shouldn't let it bother you but it did.

 “Hey don’t let that bother you, besides I like a girl that can eat.” Bokuto said, patting your head. He is literally the human version of sunshine. 

 “Thanks Bo. But really we need to get the move on, I still have to hunt Tsumu down. Can you and Hinata wait for me over there.” You said pointing to the area again.

 “Roger that.” They said unison. 

  “I’ll be right back.” You said going back into the crowd. You checked the dancefloor first and he wasn't there(You were relieved he was not.). You made your way to the bar and found him surrounded by women who were mesmerized by his thick accent. You waved him down and he nodded and turned his attention back to the group he had attracted.

 “It looks like It's time fer’ me to go, make sure you all bid for me. I’ll be a waitin’” He said getting up and following you. The women he had been entertaining giggled as he walked away.

 “Look at you being a player. I didn’t expect that from a man who yells at girls when they cheer for him.” You leaned into him so he could hear you over the crowd.

 “I’m just tryin’ to raise some money, it's strictly business. My heart belongs to volleyball for the most part.”He said winking at you. He truly is just a fool in love with the sport. 

You led Atsumu to the group and went to retrieve poor  Sakusa. You looked around for a few minutes and felt a tug at the back of your shirt. You turn around and see Sakusa towering over you. 

 “This is new, I’m used to finding you sulking in a corner.” You said staring into his black eyes. 

 “I watched you gather everyone up, I figured I would come on over to make it easier for you.” He began to walk towards the rest of the group.

 “I guess being 6’4 has its perks huh Omi? You're like a watchtower.” You said looking up at the tall spiker.

 “Yeah, guess so.”He said playing with one of his dark curls.

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 “Okay we have everyone, so you guys are going last, I’ll leave who goes first to you guys. Now let's go get lined up.” You lead them to the stage and let them line up. Atsumu insisted on going first, Hinata would go after him, then Sakusa and lastly Bokuto. 

 “You owe me some umeboshi after this.” Sakusa said, taking his mask off and putting it in the pocket of his tux.

 “Sure thing. I'll even throw in a thing of nice smelling hand sanitizer for the trouble.” You crossed your arms and smirked at him.

 “I’ll hold you to that.” He said, filing behind Hinata.

 You looked at Bokuto who appeared to be a nervous wreck. He had a small layer of sweat on his forehead and his hands were shaking slightly. “Hey it's going to be okay, I’ll be right here.” You said pulling out your handkerchief and dabbing the sweat off his forehead. “You're amazing and dare I say you're the best looking one.” You said making him blush.

 “Ummm HEY.” Atsumu said glaring at you, obviously butt hurt from your comment. Sakusa was unamused and took it upon himself to kick Atsumu. That gave you the opportunity to turn your attention back to the nervous male beside you. Before you could comfort him the loud speaker cut you off.

 “Ladies and gentleman, would you please give your attention to the center stage, the date auction will begin momentarily.” The coordinator announced causing everyone to tense up a bit.

 “Come on guys loosen up a bit, I’m going to be in the front taking pictures for our instagram page. So show off a little! Show them you are proud to be a part of such an awesome volleyball team!” You hyped them up one last team. “With that being said I want a group picture so bring it in guys.” You said pulling the camera and ushering the athletes into the frame. “Say cheese.” Atsumu wrapped his arm around Sakusa who didn’t have the chance to push him off, Bokuto gave Hinata bunny ears. It was a chaotic photo, but It caught their true essence. 

 “I want a picture with you before you go Y/N. Pleaseee.” Bokuto gave you puppy dogs eyes and you couldn't deny him.

 “Sure Bo. Atsumu here.” You handed him the camera and got beside Bokuto. He wrapped an arm around your waist and held you close to him. You could feel his muscles through the tux that fit just a little too good. 

 “Aww you look like a cute couple.” Atsumu teased as he brought the camera up to snap a picture. You couldn't make a comeback as embarrassment washed over you. You looked up at Bokuto who had a blush adorning his handsome face.

 “Y/N I’m going to do something, don’t get mad.” Bokuto said, picking you up bridal style before you could even protest.

 “That’s what I’m talking about!” Atsumu said, snapping more pictures. 

 “Bokuto put me down, I'm heavy!” You shriked  gripping onto his tux.

 “No you're not. I could carry you around all night like this if you wanted me to!” He smiled down at you! You felt your face light up like a Christmas tree. No matter how big or small you were, Bokuto always made you feel like a princess. 

 “As much as I’d love you to, we gotta get this ball rolling.” You said as he gently placed you back on your feet. “I’ll be taking that.” You said snatching the camera from Atsumu who was smirking. He seemed to be hiding something from the way he was acting. He is definitely sus you thought. You waved the boys goodbye and made you way to the front of the crowd. You got the camera ready as the spotlight of the stage flickered on. 

 “Thank you all for coming out tonight! We hope you are ready to see the heartthrobs we have lined up for you!!” The announcer said setting the tone. “Valentine's day is all about love and being with one another. So if your single, ladies, pull those yen out and let’s get to business!” The crowd cheered and applauded as the auction began.

You didn’t pay much attention to the men coming on stage, your only worry was the last 4. You scrolled through the camera to see the pictures Atsumu took of you and Bokuto. Bokuto had such a wide smile on his face in the pictures, your smile was just as big, even though your face was full of panic in the one where he effortlessly picked you up. You’re pulled from your day dream when you heard the announcer’s voice.

 “We have some special guests tonight from the MSBY volleyball team! We’ll start first with Miya Atsumu!” The announcer said as Atsumu walked on the stage like he owned it. He flipped his hair and looked at the group of women he serenaded earlier and blew them a kiss. You got lucky and snapped a picture of it, he may be annoying as hell but he knows how to get women. He had about ten women fighting over him, his bids kept going up and up. After a cutthroat battle he was sold for roughly  200,000 yen. He smirked and walked off the stage. You couldn’t help but chuckled to yourself, he’d be one of a kind if he didn’t have a twin. 

 “Up next we have Hinata Shoyo!” She said as the tangerine headed boy shly walked on stage. He looked confident for the most part and he thankfully went to the bathroom before this. He had on one of his classic charming but cute smiles. You could hear girls behind you talk about how cute he was. His skin was glowing under the spotlight thanks to the Brazilian sun. His bids went up high, he ended up being sold for 120,000 yen. He waved at the audience and bounced off the stage.

 “Let’s welcome our next bachelor who just so happens to be the tallest one tonight, Sakusa Kiyoomi!” You watched on edge as Sakusa walked out, he didn’t seem nervous but he wasn’t all that interested either, he stood in the middle of the stage like a statue. To make matters worse he wasn’t smiling. You grabbed his attention for a moment and smiled as wide as you could and pointed at your face, you felt like one of the psychotic moms from toddlers and tiaras but you had to do something or he wasn't going to get any bids. You mouthed the words “Smile please” at him and he finally took the hint. He had an awkward but cute smile on his face finally. You relaxed a little and resumed taking pictures. His bids began to go up and quick. Sakusa looked at the exit of the stage and smirked at someone and turned his attention back to the crowd. You could only guess he was looking at Atsumu who was probably pissed at how high Sakusa’s bids were. Sakusa was sold for a whopping 500,000 yen. You know Tsumu’s ego was damaged beyond repair right now. Sakusa bowed and left the stage. 

 “Now let’s end this night right! We have one more contest so let’s welcome Bokuto Koutarou to the stage!” You felt your heart drop and the announcer said his name. You had to watch someone you loved dearly be bid off to some rich girl who would probably steal him away. You tried to knock away negative thoughts but you couldn’t help it. He looked sinfully good when he walked on stage. What nervousness he felt was gone and now it’s nothing but his overwhelming confidence. He carefully watched one specific area of the crowd. You snapped pictures of him (a lot of them being for your personal collection) as he walked around the stage flexing and showing off. His eyes met yours a lot and he seemed to be smirking at you. But his attention always went back to the one area of the crowd. You heard his bids go up, one particular girl was bidding for him like her life depended on having him. Her voice came from the direction he kept starting at. He looked nervous when anyone but her called out a bid. You began to get ate up with pure jealousy, you wish you could take him off the stage and run away with him right then and there. The bids kept going up and up and the girl that kept bidding on him got him for 150,000 yen. He looked ecstatic. He looked at you and smiled before he went off stage. Your heart dropped and you wanted to leave, but you still have work to do. 

 “That concludes the auction tonight! If you won you can meet up with your bachelor over here on the left.” The announcer pointed towards the group of men. You made your way to find the guys so you can take more pictures and let them know where you’ll be when they get done.

 “You guys did awesome!” You said running up to them. They gave you a soft smile. You notice Bokuto was MIA. “Umm guys, where is Bo?” They hesitated for a second but your conversation was cut short as the boys dates for the evening came up.

 “Sakusa was it?” A well dressed man walked up to the tall volleyball player. You noticed a small girl clutching his dress shirt. She couldn’t be any older than 8. “This is my daughter, she wanted someone to dance with her but in all honesty I’m trying to make some business deals while I’m here, keep her company for me.” The man patted his shoulder and slipped some extra money in Sakusa’s shirt pocket, leaving him slacked jawed. 

  “All the umeboshi your heart desires, a big box of the nice face masks you like, and whatever else you want, just please be nice to this poor girl. She looks sad.” You whispered into Omi’s ear trying to persuade him a little more.

 “I didn’t come here to babysit, but I guess I can.” He said low enough that the girl couldn’t hear. Omi peered down at the small girl, she actually had moles on her face kinda like he does but on the opposite side.

 “Umm hi.” She said looking up at the tall man. She seemed nervous. You nugged Omi in the side to get him to say anything.

 “When was the last time you washed your hands?” He asked the girl and you could have choked him. The girl giggled at his statement.

 “I wash my hands all the time! Look my mom even bought me this!” She pulled out a small key chain with a rabbit on it, attached was a small bottle of hand sanitizer. “Would you like some?” She said opening the cap. Sakusa held his hand as the small girl poured some into his hands and she gave herself some as well.

 “Good.” Sakusa said, pulling his mask from his pocket to put it back on. The little girl grabbed his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. You knew this was way out of his comfort zone, but he was still doing it. 

 “Omg your hair is so cute! Can I touch it?” You whipped your head around to see a young bubbly girl talking to Hinata. 

 “Umm s—s sure.” He said nervously as the girl ran and hand through his hair. You couldn’t help but laugh a little. The poor baby seemed so embarrassed. The dance floor was filled with couples and the girl dragged Hinata to the dance floor before he could even get her name. You turned to Atsumu who looked like he had seen a ghost.

 “Young man I’m getting my money's worth tonight so let's go dance.” An old lady who you thought resemble Baba Yaga from spirited away stood in front of poor Atsumu. 

 “Yes ma’am.” He said, forcing a smile.  He looked at you pleasing eyes that screamed “please save me Y/N”. You shook your head at him.

 “Pay attention to me boy, I paid good money for you.” The old lady said whacking Atsumu with the cane she carried.

 “Yes ma’am, sorry ma’am.” He said walking with the old woman to the dance floor. You had to turn your head and laugh, between Sakusa getting stuck babysitting a kid and Atsumu being stuck with a senior citizen after talking all that smack, it was priceless. You guess them ladies Atsumu talked to must not have liked him that much.

You searched around for Bokuto to make sure he got his date for the night, you were also curious who she was and how pretty she was. You felt that jealousy creep back on you. This was going to be a long night. You finally spot Bokuto talking to a drop dead beautiful girl, she looked familiar but you couldn’t quite place her. She and Bokuto seemed to be having a good time, she was laughing at something he had said. Your heart shattered. You look back up to see Bo making eye contact with you. All you could do was smile and get lost in the crowd before he could see the stray tear falling down your cheek. You needed to get outside for a bit, you felt like you were suffocating. You fought the crowd and finally made your way to the exit. You pushed the metal door open. The cold night felt good against your hot skin. You walked down a path in front of the building and tried to collect yourself. 

 “Another year alone and single.” You blurted out to yourself. You find a small bench and decide to sit down for a bit. The night sky brought a sort of comfort to you. The stars twinkled and the moon casted a peaceful light. The cold was getting to you but you were afraid to go back in. You mentally couldn’t handle it. 

 “PARKOUR.” You felt your soul leave your body as you saw a shadow jump over the bench you were sitting on. You flinched back ready to fight off the attacker only to be met with Bokuto standing in front.

 “BO you scared me to death!” You said inhaling a deep breath and clutching your chest.

 “I’m sorry my parkour was so awesome it scared you.” He said, taking his jacket off and draping it yet again around your cold body. Your nose flooded again with the scent of his cologne. It’s calmed you down in a bittersweet way. “But angel what are you doing out here, you’ll get sick if you're not careful.” He kneeled down a bit and pulled the jacket around your cold body more. 

 “I could ask you the same things Mr. Parkour, you have a beautiful woman in there waiting on you, so stop wasting your time on me.” You said trying to hold it together.

 “Well I’m more concerned with the real beautiful one sitting right in front of me.” He said grabbing your shaking hands. Your eyes went wide with what he said.

 “Bo I’m confused?” You said looking into his golden eyes.

 “Well that woman you saw me with is not really my date, yes she did bid on me, but she was never my real date. She is actually the guy who owns our gym's daughter! She agreed to bid on me, but in return she wanted a date with Atsumu’s brother and he agreed to do it! The team helped me do this so I could be with you tonight, but I guess it didn’t go as smoothly as I planned. I’m sorry I made you sad.” Bokuto sat beside you on the bench,

 “Bokuto are you low key confessing to me?” You looked over at him and he smiled and shook his head. 

 “Yes and let me do this properly.” He cleared his throat and held his hand out for you to grab, which you gladly accepted. “Y/N please let me be your date tonight and from here on out please!”  

 “So like boyfriend and girlfriend Bo?” You said wanting to make sure you got the message right.

 “Yes Y/N, please be my girlfriend. All that flexin on the stage was for you baby!” He stood up and flexed again making you laugh. “But in all seriousness, I freakin love you. So what do you say Y/N?” 

 “Yes. I would love nothing mo-“ Bokuto cut you off by lifting your body into his strong arms. You giggled as he swung you both in circles. He slowed down and seen you finally smile again

 “Now that’s a pretty sight, you're not going to be sad on my watch anymore. Now we better get back inside before we freeze to death!” Bokuto wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you two began to walk back. “Wait I have something for you!” He dug through his pockets and pulled out a small jewelry box and handed it to you. You opened it and there was a necklace with a small owl charm and a “B” charm next to it.

 “Bo this is so cute! Can you help me put it on!” You said handing him the necklace. He struggled to get it on but finally got it. The silver was cold on your skin, but you didn’t mind at all.

 “Omi actually helped me pick it out, believe it or not. He said if I would have went alone I would have got something stupid.” Bokuto said, sliding the jewelry box back into his coat pocket. You hate to admit it but Sakusa going was probably a good thing. 

 “Bo I really love it, thank you.” You said leaving up and kissing his cheek. “Now let’s go back, I’ve got to check in on everyone.” You walked into the ballroom with your arm hooked around Bokuto’s bicep. 

You scanned the room to see if you could find any of the guys and the only one you could see was Hinata laughing with his date. They seemed to be hitting it off pretty good. “Bokuto let’s go get something to drink.” You both walked towards the bar, you see that girl who bid on Bokuto sitting next to Osamu. They both seemed to be having a good time.

 “Thank you again! The planned worked Y/N is my girlfriend now!” Bokuto walked up to them and showed you off. 

 “I’m so glad!” The girl said, clasping her hands together. “You are a cute couple.” 

 “Speaking of a cute couple.” Osamu chimed in and pointed towards his brother Atsumu who was being dragged around by that old lady. “I may have given her some free Onigiri vouchers and a few hundred yen to bid on him.” The twin laughed at his brother's despair. 

 “Your evil, but I like it.” The girl said as they clinked their drinks together. 

 “You guys enjoy it, we still have to hunt for Omi.” You bowed and clung back on to Bokuto. 

After circulating the ballroom a few times you finally find Sakusa and the little girl sitting at a table. Sakusa looked dead tired and the little girl was stuffing her face with cake

 “Omi you look like a tired dad.” Bokuto said bursting out laughing at his teammate. 

 “I see your plan worked.” Sakusa said, looking at the necklace through tired eyes. 

 “Yes it did now this cutie is all mine.” Bokuto said peppering your cheek with kisses.

 “How disgusting, when you grow up don’t date idiots like him.” Sakusa looked at the child who just nodded her head. It was hilarious to see Omi so out of his element. “That was directed at you Bokuto not Y/N.” 

 “Omi, he is a idiot but he is my idiot.” You patted Bokuto's back. 

 “Omi-Omi let’s go dance some more. I like this song.” The little girl tugged on his jacket. 

 “Fine.” Omi sighed and followed her dance floor.

 “Now that we know everyone (for the most part) is okay let’s dance!” You said leading Bokuto to the dance floor.

 You danced to every single song and Bo didn’t break anything when the cha cha slide came on. He swung you around all night without a care in the world. 

 “Let’s end the night with something nice and slow.” The Dj said putting on (Insert your favorite slow song)

  “May I have this dance pretty girl?” Bokuto asked, holding his hand out to pull you closer to him.

 “The Macarena may have wore me out, but I guess I have enough wind in me for one last song.” You teased wrapping your arms around his neck. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and began to slowly dance you around the room. 

 You see that little girl struggling to keep up with Omi’s big steps as he attempted to dance with her, he was at least trying you thought. Hinata was slow dancing with his date of the night, they both seemed comfortable and content with each other. Atsumu was still with that granny but he seemed to have accepted defeat as he danced around with her. Osamu danced with the gym owner's daughter and made it a mission to kick his brother when they got close enough, he even messed him up enough to cause the old to hit him with the cane again. You felt Bokuto's grip tighten and he dipped you down enough to finally kiss you on the lips. He pulled away and brought you back up to continue dancing. 

“ I love you Y/N.” Bokuto spoke softly in your ear. 

 “I love you too.” You said as the song faded out.

   “And one more thing Y/N” Bokuto said, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “I told you I would have the most beautiful girl here.”

Fin

[arhvste]

Hi! I saw your Dad hcs and istg I wanted more 🥺 can you please make a part two with Sakusa (God i love this man) Hinata, Bokuto and Ushijima (do add more if you want) your works are amazing but the Dad hcs got me 💘

i re-read all my work last night and i consciously kept spelling sakusa’s name wrong 🤠 like i know his name i know what it sounds like but i kept getting mixed up between sasuka, sakura and sasuke because they all look the same to me 😳 I'm sorry sakusa pls forgive me 😼

also i will be doing ushijima in a seperate post for dad hcs with two other haikyuu boys a bit later so dw i haven't accidentally missed or ignored it! :) 

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SAKUSA, HINATA AND BOKUTO AS DADS

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SAKUSA

the two fo you only have one kid so far

a 3 year old girl 

you plan to extend your family soon though 👀

you already KNOW this man gets your kid every vaccination available for their age 

he is very protective over his daughter 

boys near her daughter at the playground

NOT on his watch 

he will simply scoop her up and suggest she play somewhere else 

this man doesn't care how mean it may seem

he’s not having his precious daughter surrounded by disgusting b-boys 🤮

“have they had their flu jabs? when was the last time they washed their hands? they're breathing their gross little germs too close to her”

“sakusa, they’re 3.”

sorry but no dating for your daughter 

sakusa teaches his little girl the concept of “boys have cooties” from a very young age 

this man is nothing but proud when that concept sticks with her 😈

“d/n, are you excited for pre-school?”

“daddy said there's going to be boys and boys have cooties so no 😠”

as she gets older though he does become more lenient with her and who she makes friends with 

he’ll secretly love it if you brought her to his games

he’s not huge on pda at all

but he won’t mind being caught on camera embracing the two of you when the team win 

atsumu is not allowed near your daughter when she’s a baby

“omi omiiiii why can’t i ‘ave a look t’cha daughter?”

“because she has been vaccinated and i fear your disgusting germs may be strong enough to over power it”

when she gets older though she straight up approaches atsumu on her own 

“so you’re the rat my daddy talks about a lot? you don’t look like much of a rat?”

atsumu doesn’t know whether he’s flattered that sakusa talks about him or offended that he refers to him as a ‘rat’

he won’t encourage your daughter to play volleyball

he wants her to pick her own hobbies and not feel pressured by his influence on picking an activity she’ll enjoy

secretly hopes your daughter takes up an individual activity like painting or something to keep away from other germ infected kids

but if your daughter does happen to pick a team sport he doesn't complain

she just has to wash her hands before she comes home and have a shower when she comes in

he is a very very proud father 

he may not be very expressive about it 

but he absolutely brags about his kid to other people

“my son won maths star of the week!”

“yeah? well my daughter won student of the year, highest achieving in her class and had 4 boys confess to her this week so”

he does make sure his daughter knows he is very proud of her despite his petty bragging

anything she does he takes pride in her 

it’s her who makes him want to have another kid

so get ready for round two y/n because when sakusa wants something he’ll make sure he gets it 😼

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HINATA

now, you may think hinata would be nothing but pure chaos with his kids 

but

he is actually very responsible 

it’s hardly a surprise though because he grew up with a younger sister whom he took care of a lot 

from the second your triplet boys are born hinata is on it 

at first when you found out you were having triplets your mind went blank

“so like, 3 little shoyou’s running around my legs? 😀”

“ma’am are you okay?”

“i’m finE :)))”

surprisingly  two of your sons took more after you

but the youngest one 

phew 

he doesn't have an off switch 

he’s just like his father 

but that’s what makes him so loveable too

hinata is a doting dad 

he also encourages his kids to go out and make as many friends

he explains all the opportunities he had growing up and how far these opportunities took him to reach is goal

and this is all because he was open to meeting new people and being friendly with them

he makes sure his kids grow up with lots of aunts and uncles surrounding them

he wants his sons to grow up in a close environment 

your kids have so many aunts and uncles because hinata makes a new friend everywhere he goes ufshfi

your oldest son takes a liking to kenma the most 

your second oldest takes a shine to uncle oikawa

and the youngest?

uncle kaegyama ofc 😈

lmao when kageyama holds one of your sons for the first time he holds it by the leg with a straight face 

nobody thought they’d ever see hinata having to show kageyama how to hold a baby properly 

kageyama is lowkey excited he’s the fav but he’s so awkward fjishsgjh

bring your sons to his games 

he will absolutely smile and wave at his kids whenever he scores

and will pull them out excitedly into the arena when they win 

he has you all plastered on his social media 

he thinks everyone should know that you guys are the light of his life

he already had a fulfilled life before his sons but you gave him a whole new concept of love and excitement when they were born

you guys will totally take a vacation to brazil at some point 

hinata wants your family to meet all his friends over in brazil too 

hinata is mr worldwide 😎

with hinata as a dad, your kids will grow up in a very nurturing home

he wants the best for your kids and will teach them from an early age that any goal is possible 

and he’ll support them in every single way he can

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BOKUTO

hinata as a dad isn’t chaos 

bokuto as a dad certainly is

he’s basically a child himself 

you guys have 2 kids

a 5 year old son and a 6 year old daughter

bokuto will try and BEFRIEND your kids

“kou baby, they're your kids not your friends”

“uh says who?”

“biology??? their dna?? the birth certificate??”

he literally lets his kids do whatever they want forcing you to be the bad cop (im so sorry)

your kids want ice cream for dinner?

consider it done

they want to adopt a snake?

bokuto has excitedly taken them to the pet store to pick out one each

you’re always the one who has to say no because if you didn’t these kids would be off the r a i l s

the first time your kids cries he cries

the first time your kids talk he cries

the first time they walk he cries

he’s full of emotion and the love he holds for your kids is often expressed through tears of happiness

when you leave bokuto and the kids alone 

things will go smoothly

until one of them starts crying and bokuto can’t stop them

then the other one starts crying and he is clueless on what to do 

he doesn’t want to call you because he doesn’t want to look pathetic 

so he calls the next best option 

uncle akaashi 😼

akaashi is like a walking parent website hfdjbgu

he literally instructs bokuto on what to do through the phone 

and if they still won't calm down akaashi will just sigh and agree to come over

you come home to the sight of akaashi reading a story book to your two kids who are staring up at him in awe from the floor

along with your husband 

“am i interrupting?”

bokuto will break out into smiles and practically pounce on you when you come home

“everything was under control wasn’t it? right akaashi?” :D”

akaashi will just sigh and give a small smile

“yes bokuto-san, everything was under control”

you give akaashi a small smile of apology and he’ll often join you for dinner

yeah your kids spend a lot of time with uncle akaashi but you know who’s adamant on being the favourite uncle?

uncle kuroo ofc 😎

he will spoil tf out of your kids 

we love rich, capitalist uncle kuroo

and he’ll tell them things about bokuto to irritate him

“kids, your dads a criminal he doesn't pay his taxes”

“taxes?”

“money everyone has to pay the government - basically it’s illegal and i think you should call the police on your dad 😈”

you actually have to stop your kids from calling the police on their dad fbhjdsfgu

again, another dad who wants nothing more than for his kids to come to his games

“HEY HEY HEY THAT”S MY FAMILY!!!”

no boundaries with pda

will pick you all up and shower you all with affection when they win

would love if your kids took up volleyball

would tell them it’s the best sport to play 

and they actually listen to him hduigefuiew

your son becomes a middle blocker 

and your daughter becomes an ace 

bokuto could die from happiness 

he will absolutely teach your kids and play and bring them to msby practices so they can watch up close and play along too

if bokuto is the father of your kids 

good luck but have fun with it

because while yes, he is still your big baby that needs taking care of from time to time

he is also an extremely loving father who would gladly give his kids the world and all the stars

[nadisabug]

Pairing: Hinata Shoyo x fem! reader

Genre: Hurt/comfort, fluff

Warnings: TIMESKIP SPOILERS

Summary: After leaving for Brazil, you thought you would never see Hinata again. What happens when life brings him back to you? 

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: okay first thank you to my lovely beta and wife @snoozless also thank you if you sent in a request for this event I love you specifically. after i post this ill make the headers and get the post dates up!!!! mwah

Haikyuu Masterlist // Love Song Event Masterlist

You sighed as you finished with a customer. You had been working a double shift since someone called out and to be honest, you were tired. Exhausted even. But you needed the money. So you worked.

Finding a job straight out of college was hard if not impossible. Too many times were you just… ghosted by employers. They would say they would contact you later and then nothing. It was just so disheartening. So when this cafe took you on, you were happy, but you just wanted more. All you wanted was to do your dream job but it seemed impossible in the small town of Miyagi.

You pressed the buttons to set up for a new customer, the motion repetitive. 

“Hi, welcome. May I take your order?” You ask without looking up from the register. 

“I, uh, well, yeah,” a familiar voice stutters in front of you. 

It can’t be. 

You look up at your customer.

It’s him. 

Shoyo Hinata in all of his glory stands right in front of you. There was red dusting his cheeks and his hands were fidgeting. You can’t fight the smile rising to your face. 

“I’m off in about 30 minutes, what can I get you until then? Your usual?”

Hinata sighs, relieved. “Yes, please.” 

You nod and type it in. “Pick any table, I’ll join you in a bit.”

“L/n?”

“Yeah?” you look up, startled at his use of your last name. You used to be on a first name basis. Well, you used to be a little more than that…

“Thank you,” he smiled full and wide, his eyes shutting as he lets a genuine smile take over his face. 

Your heart skips a beat. 

“Yeah, no problem,” you mutter, looking back down at the register. You just had to look away, staring at his smile for any longer would have probably blinded you. 

He tries to hand you a crumpled bill, but you shake your head. “This ones on me.”

Hinata frowns and instead shoves the bill in the tip jar. You shake your head but don’t fight back. You’ve been holding up the line enough. He walks away without a word and you let him, knowing you will see him again later. 

Clear blue water / High tide came and brought you in / And I could go on and on, on and on, and I will

“Y/n,” Hinata mumbled. 

You were leaning your head on his shoulder, watching the sunset on the porch of his house. He invited you over to do a project, but you guys had finished early. You couldn’t bring yourself to leave and Shoyo’s mother offered to have you over for dinner. So here you were. 

“Yeah, Shoyo?” You tilt your head up to look at him. For some reason his cheeks are red. His eyes are fixed on the sunset. 

“I think I like you,” he finally says. 

It takes you a moment, but you process his words and an unimaginable warmth fills your chest. You feel like you’re about to explode. You shift so that you are sitting up and turn to face him. 

“Do you mean it like…”

“Yeah…” Shoyo finally turns to look at you, fear dripping from his voice. “Is that bad?”

“No,” you smile. “I think I like you too.” 

Skies grew darker / Currents swept you out again / And you were just gone and gone, gone and gone

“Do you hate me?” Shoyo’s voice was fragile, almost like porcelain. 

You looked up at him with watery eyes. “I could never hate you.”

“But I made you sad.”

“Of course I’m sad. But I am also happy. Brazil will be so good for you. You will finally get to live your dream.”

Shoyo felt something in him break. You are my dream. But he couldn’t say it, so instead he just nodded. 

“I love you, of course I am happy for you.” 

He felt that part in him crack just a little bit more. 

“I love you too,” was the only thing he could say. 

“So go,” you nudged him. “I’ll be here for you. Rooting for you.”

“Okay,” he smiled. He wanted to ask for one last kiss, he ached for it, but something in him stopped him. Don’t hurt her more. So he didn't. 

“I’ll watch every game,” you smiled with wide, beautiful eyes. 

“Good.” He answered. 

In silent screams / In wildest dreams / I never dreamed of this

“Sorry that took a bit,” you said as you sat down at the table. It had become a routine for you two. He would show up, order, and soon after you would take your break. You had come to expect it. 

“No, no, it’s fine L/n,” Hinata waved his hands to placate you. 

“Y/n,” you said. 

“What?”

“Call me Y/n.”

A wide smile appeared on his face, and light bloomed in your chest at the sight because of it. His smile always seemed to have that effect on you. “Then Shoyo.”

“Okay,” you smiled. 

You proceeded to talk beyond your break time, about how Brazil was and how much he loved it. About how he was a coach for a local school in his free time. How he loved his team and felt accepted as a player. Interestingly, Shoyo did not leave after you went back to work like he usually did. He lingered today. 

After you were off, you approached him. 

“Shoyo?”

���Ah, yes,” he flushed, turning to you. 

“You’re still here.”

“Yeah.” He paused, looking away. “Actually,” he continued. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“What?”

“Would you like to come over to my place for dinner tonight?”

The question took your breath away. You hadn’t expected that. Of course you had hoped, dreamed of it even, but you never expected him to actually reach out again. 

“How long are you in Miyagi for?” You asked instead of answering. His eyes clouded over. 

“A month.”

You thought about it. Was it right to do this again? You would only get hurt again when he left. 

You shook your head. You couldn’t say no. Not to him. 

“Yes of course.”

“Great,” he smiled again and you felt like it was worth it.

Tossing, turning / Struggled through the night with someone new / And I could go on and on, on and on

“Y/n?” 

You hummed at Shoyo to indicate that you were listening. You were currently laying your head on his chest, watching a movie at his place. 

“Did you… did you see other people?”

You weren’t sure how to respond. Of course you had, but you only did so in a futile attempt to erase Shoyo’s smile from your mind. The feeling of his body pressed against yours. It was all physical and no emotions, with the other people. But still you had. 

“Yes, but I… It wasn’t the same.”

Shoyo nodded. 

“Did you?” You asked. 

“I couldn’t.”

You didn’t ask why. 

You knew. 

Lantern, burning / Flickered in the night, only you / But you were still gone, gone, gone

Your eyes slowly opened as you regained consciousness. 

You were curled into a pillow, clutching it as if it were your lover. 

You woke up alone, again.

You rolled away and splayed yourself out across the bed. 

You were upset that you were alone, but only for a moment. It took a moment to realize where you were. You weren’t in your bed, no, you were in someone else’s. The comforting scent of Shoyo wrapped around you, holding you tight. 

You sat up and looked at the door. You smelled something else, breakfast. 

You got up and padded over to the door, opening it and looking into the living room kitchen area. 

Shoyo noticed you immediately. 

“Love! You’re up! How was your first night in Brazil?”

This love is good / This love is bad / This love is alive back from the dead, oh, oh, oh / These hands had to let it go free, and / This love came back to me, oh, oh, oh

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I love your ehat the haikyuu boys would say! Could I please please please request that for Akaashi or Sugawara? You write them so well, I'm literally in love!

I’ll be making two separate ones! I keep thinking that i’m done w this series but y’all keep wanting more 😤  (not that i’m complaining or anything because it keeps me busy)

and thank you 😭 i’m trying really hard to depict the characters well but i feel like i’m just repeating every single one.

Let’s do Suga first (Slight age difference, Suga 27/You 24 || ya’ll have been dating for two years)

“Hey bug- it’s time to get up.” (6:00 am)

*If you don’t wake up he will pull the blankets off you... naked or not*

“Rise and shine bug!!!” very chaotic... very mean.

“What do you mean you don’t wanna get up... To bad, breakfast is getting cold.”

“I woke you up early because I wanted a head start on our day off, thats why.”

“Coffee or tea?”

“I love you too bug.” 

*forehead kiss*

*will open every single curtain so sunlight can rain into your place... also does it because he loves seeing your skin glow under the sunlight*

“What do you want to do on our day off?”

*he’s a elementary teacher and you’re a college student*

“I was thinking we could maybe....” 

*pulls you into a kiss mid sentence, wrapping his fingers with yours*

“...spend the day at the park, have a picnic like our first date... What do you think?”

*your putty in his hands when he does this every morning. there isn’t a morning that he doesn’t do it*

“What’s on your mind bug?” (6:30 am)

*flash back to last night when he was giving you aftercare, hovering over you lightly as he strokes your face and he says those exact words*

*you tell him and he his brain STOPS WORKING... he’s like Oh? he’s blushing so hard it so cute*

“BUG YOU CAN’T SAY THOSE THINGS TO ME SO EARLY IN THE MORNING”

“WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT TO ME?!”

“YOU’RE SO SWEET” *cups your cheeks and kisses your face all around* “What did I do to deserve you?”

“Come on lets sit down and eat breakfast”

*he honestly has a tendancy of asking random questions like*

“Where do ducks come from?”

“Do you think Hinata is having fun in brazil?”

“You think he packed enough sun screen?”

“Should I ask him?”

“I think I’ll call him.” (7:00 am)

*he legit be on the phone with him for hours on end until your ready*

*he walks around the house, sits on the couch, gets up from the couch, makes the bed, watches you in the shower for a bit before smiling and whistling away to the patio*

“You ready yet?”(9:10 am)

“Let’s go then... What do you wanna get first?”

“I kinda want some boba tea...”

“You think they have any discounts since we’re a couple?”

“What? It’s just an extra bonus with being with you.”

“You cannot tell me that you don’t enjoy couples discounts.”

“I am not an old lady! I just like saving my money.”

“Shush woman, hold my head and order me something you think i might like.”

You: “You always get the same thing Koushi.”

“Exactly.” (10:00 am)

*he def pats your butt every time he makes you order something for him*

*one of his students has def seen him do it in public but they’ve never said anything*

*sometimes a student runs up to him and hugs him. makes you want to have kids*

*he introduces you to his kid and you just look at him with awe*

“What’s on your mind, bug?”

*he 100% did that on purpose, and now you’re blushing madly*

“What?” 

*you hit his arm and quickly walk away from him, he’s jogging to catch up and when he does, he quickly holds you hand again*

“What do you want for lunch?” (12:00 pm)

“I think you know what I want.”

“It’s the only thing I eat, what are you expecting?”

you: “I don’t know how you haven’t burned a hole in your stomach yet.”

“Just because i order my mapo tofu super spicy doesn’t mean... it’s super spicy.”

you: “Kouchi... I can barely eat a bite before crying...”

“It’s not spicy.”

“You’re just a baby.” 

*kissing the back of your hand*

*non stop teasing bc you can’t handle spicy food the way he can*

*you guys stop at a shop because both of you forgot to bring a damn basket for the fucking picnic*

“How did we forget a basket? How many baskets do we have now because we’ve forgotten ours?” (12:30)

“I like this one... Do you like this one? I think it matches my hair.”

“This one matches your eyes.... This one- Nope, were getting this one.”

“Okay! Now, lunch!”

“I’ll go get you your food and you get mine, yeah?”

*he pulls you into a soft kiss and just smiles at you*

*HES SO IN LOVE WITH YOU EVERYONE AROUND CAN NOTICE*

*when you come back with his favorite food and a little extra, he get’s excited*

“You brought me sweets?! I brought you some too! Wha’cha get?” (1:30 pm)

*When you pick a spot to sit down, he just wants to kiss you all over. hes the sweetest man you’ll ever meet*

*It’s probably three hours into the picnic and his man FALLS ASLEEP ON YOU. He’s so tired from taking care of young children that just listening to you talk to him so softly and so easily when he was on your lap- it drifted him off to sleep*

you: “Koushi... bub? Wake up... I’m getting hungry again.” (6:30 pm)

*he has the sweetest giggle when he hears your voice*

“Have I told you- HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU?!”

*so much energy when he wakes up- its crazy.*

you: “Kou- you need to be more quiet.”

“No... I LOVE YOU- I LOVE you so so much.”

*starts kissing you everywhere and pins you to the ground*

“I love you so much... and one of these days I am going to make you my wife... and you’ll never know the day.”

*he loves saying stuff like that because it gets in your head all day. little do you know HES LEGIT BEEN CARRYING HIS GRANDMOTHERS OLD RING IN HIS POCKET EVERY DAY FOR THE PAST TWO YEARS BECAUSE HE HASN’T FOUND THE RIGHT MOMENT*

“Come on, let’s go find a restaurant of your choosing.”

*doesn’t let go of your hand until you reach the restaurant table, and then grabs your hand over the table*

“Your hand would look so pretty with a ring on it.” (7:30)

you: “stop joking! you’re awful.”

*he just smiles at you and really just says fuck it*

“Who says i’m joking, bug.”

*under the table he’s taking out the ring from the box and then slowly puts it on your ring finger*

you: “kou-”

“I’ve been holding on to this for about... two years now? What do you say?” 

you: “I still think you joking... You’re not, right?”

*he let out a light laugh and shook his head*

“No i’m not...”

*you quickly nod your head and lean over the table to hug him*

“I promise you give you a happy future...”

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Chapter ten: Is he not fucking dead?

Summary: Y/n and Tendou are deeply in love. Living on the other side of Tokyo now, the Monsters are still up to their old shit. They even opened a few businesses for Tax reasons. Even though it’s been almost three years later, Y/n still has never been able to understand how they have avoided the law several times. When Tendou’s Mother reappears in his life, Y/n is confused as Tendou claimed she is dead. Finding out Tendou is being forced to take over the family business by his Mother, she soon learns the truth behind Tendou’s reason he never gets in legal trouble is his family business. His mother is quick to decline Y/n as his future wife and tries to set up Tendou with someone she sees more fit. What will happen to Y/n and Tendou? What will happen to Tendou’s “family business”? What does this mean for the future of the Monsters?

TW: Swearing, mentions of kidnapping, traitor, mentions of past violence. mentions of future manipulation 

An> Sorry I am a mess mbvfhdvbsh I am uploading the last horror chapter from a week ago in a few hours and some more intros soon!! The links will all be fixed by tomorrow at 9pm est as well!! 

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Third person POV (Sugawara and Daichi side)

Arriving back at the headquarters of the north side's base, the two were greeted by the leader's right hand man.

“What the hell happened to you Daichi? You look like you got roughed up.” 

“The fucking monsters found out it was me who ordered the hit on Kenma.” Daichi said.

“What the fuck how?” The man asked in front of them. 

“I think Kenma did, Kageyama.” 

“Is he not fucking dead?” Kageyama slammed his fist into the wall. 

“Guess not. They have a pre-med student on their side so I can only guess he stitched them up.” 

“Fuck we need information and we need it now. With these new members they may actually pose a threat to us. Call Tanaka and Nishinoya and tell them to get the fuck back now. We need to have a group meeting.” With that kageyama stomped away. 

“You have to tell him about the informant Suga.” Daichi said. 

“I want to wait till we are in the meeting. He gave me a run down on the new 8 members besides himself.” 

The two called the others and headed into the main hall where they held their meetings. 

After everyone arrived but the boss and Kageyama, Sugawara looked around. A loud chatter could be heard as Kageyama slammed open the door. 

“Shut the fuck up!” He yelled as he sat down. Right behind him Hinata came into the room and slammed the door shut. 

“Boss you are back. Good to see you again.” Asahi spoke up. 

“How was brazil? Bang any hot chicks sir?” Tanaka asked. 

“Shut up. None of this is important right now. I had to come back early as you can see. The south side Yakuza has become too powerful and has a chance of wiping us out. As you can see I called only the people I trusted to come here only. It seems the leader is stepping down and her son is taking over. Sugawara and Daichi went to high school with a few of them so I want all the information you have on them. Nothing is too small.” 

“Sir, if I may.” Sugawara spoke up. Hinata nodded for him to know it was okay for him to continue. “I have gotten someone to switch over to our side from their close circle.” 

“How do we know they won’t fuck us over you idiot!” Kageyama yelled. 

“Well, I took something that is of importance to him, and he is the one who informed me about Kenma.” 

“So what did you take from him first off and how do you know something like this would even work?” 

“Easy, he already gave me a way to get the leader to crack AND how to go through with it. I took something precious to him, don’t worry about it okay?” Hinata chuckled. 

“You really are not that weak fuck I met two years ago are you?” He laughed again. “So what is your plan after all Sugawara?”

“Tendou is their new leader as we know. He’s the son of the current leader and also the one who was the leader back in high school as well. He runs a money laundering bike shop down on the corner of main street I guess. I found out he has only one week spot and we need to use that against him.” 

“Let me guess his mom?” Tanaka said clearly bored.

“No, it’s definitely not his mom. It’s his Fiancé, Y/n. I was supposed to take her on a date back in their last year of school but they hijacked my date.” 

“Okay but Y/n is dating Tendou, so it’s safe to assume she’s also a little crazy you know?” Asahi spoke up. 

“But that’s where Hinata comes in.” Hinata glared at him, “Sorry I mean boss comes in. He’s still quite new after the death of Ennoshita, may he rest in peace, but Boss has only been seen in Brazil and he does play a good role as a soft sweet guy often. Y/n works at a restaurant so we send Boss and Asahi in as they both play innocent roles almost too well. You befriend her, gain her trust, then we get Tendou to come get her for a price, but we kill her in front of him.” Sugawara said. 

Hinata stood up and walked over to the window to look out dramatically. 

“One day this city will be my kingdom. With police in my pocket over the south we already have a head start. Plus with Tendou’s weakness being put out on the line, well that’s another advantage point for us.” Hinata turned around now looking at the other six men around the room. Daichi, I will need you to find out every bit of information on Y/n as possible from the police system. Sugawara please find out when Y/n works and more specifically where. We start this sting operation in one month. We need to space it out so no one gets suspicious of why two kind strangers want to befriend a student at a random restaurant.” 

“Should I let the informant know our plan then?” Sugawara asked Hinata. 

“No, just in case he crosses us, we keep our side secret, we just want his cooperation right now anyways. If he finds out we are after Y/n and has been feeding us false information, then we will get caught before we start.” 

“He said Tendou’s mom doesn’t seem to fit on y/n being his fiancé.” Hinata gave him a sadistic smirk. 

“Well we can’t have that old hag interrupting our plans now can we?” He let out a deep laugh as Kageyama stood up and marched over to Sugawara. He grabbed his collar as it pulled him from his seat making the chair slam onto the cold floor.

“Who the fuck is your informant? Why are you not telling us?!” He spoke with poison dripping from his words.

“Hanamaki Takahiro.”

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Dating headcanons (ii)

Characters: Hinata, Kuroo, Sakusa, Semi

Category: fluff

Hinata Shouyou

Did you ask for energy and sunshine? Because he’s right here!

Waits for you at the front gate of the school and runs to hugs you as soon as you're in his line of sight

“GOOD MORNING [NAME]!!” even if the weather is terrible

If you're shorter than him, he loves that you fit into his embrace

If you're taller than him, he loves that he fits into your embrace

Either way, Hinata will love you to the sun and back, no matter what

Can't kiss because you did that once after a match, on the cheek, and Hinata.exe stopped working

Blushes even with hand holding and gets teased by all his friends

But you can't feel any neglect or doubts of his affection towards you

Chatters your ear off while walking you back to your house 

Gives you a call when he arrives at his, and calls again before going to sleep

Begs you to help him with his studies because he needs to pass in order to go to his matches

Tries to teach you volleyball (Kageyama screamed “You’re not even good at volleyball, how can you teach others?!”)

Gives you his first kiss (on the lips) when he's leaving for Brazil, promising to call you every day and update you on his well-being

Always searches for you in his matches and swears he can hear your cheering over everyone else's

Loves pre and post-match hugs/kisses, delighted when you ruffle his hair

Mentions you constantly in everything; from interviews to SNS posts to chat groups

His comment section is filled with “Relationship goals” and “EVERYONE NEEDS A HINATA WHERE CAN I BUY ONE”

Everyone's waiting for him to announce his engagement to you

Kuroo Tetsurou

Was so anxious when asking you out

His face would be cool and relaxed but he’s sweating on his back

Makes tons of lame jokes and tries to be suave but isn’t

You laugh whenever someone describes him as a sex god

When in reality he’s the dorkiest nerd with the biggest heart

Constant physical contact and messages: back hugs, hand holding, cheek kisses

*John Mulaney’s voice* You want hugs? Go get ‘em!

Clings onto your back, despite being taller, after matches and practises

Moans about how his arms are aching and can’t move, forcing you to feed him honey-soaked lemons and snacks

All his teammates boo at the PDA but he makes it clear he’s ignoring them

Sends photos of cats and weird facts he learnt in class

Offers to tutor you (college/uni prep class flex) and asks for kisses in payment

Tickle fights are common and you know each other’s weak points

Refuses to leave you alone in the house and waits until a family member is home

Make him bentos and little snacks to eat after practise

Always sends messages about how tasty it was

Once got drunk and cried while calling you, saying how much of a blessing you are

It went on for 20 minutes and you recorded all of it (he smirked and said “well, it just proves that you have an incredibly loving boyfriend!” and yeah, you do)

Went to a cultural festival together and he tried to win everything you asked for

Didn't get all of it but it was really sweet how hard he tried

Kissed when the fireworks went off and promised to cherish and love you forever

Sakusa Kiyoomi

You try to understand his cleaning habits

He once gave you a lecture on the importance of masks and sanitisers. For 2 hours

He stated before you started dating that he’ll only hold your hand if you wash/sanitise it first

So he keeps buying cleaning products for you

And every Sunday is reserved for a full house cleaning

But besides that, he’s a very doting and loving boyfriend

Secretly has you as his phone background and keeps every present you give him

Is willing to buy anything you want, even if you mention it in passing

He has a lot of money to spare (*cough* div. 1 pro athlete *cough*)

Constantly messaging and video-calling during breaks and transport

Has once thought about recording your calls so he can listen to your voice when sleeping  while he’s away for matches

Snaps at his teammates when they try to talk to you

Insists on cooking at home because he can’t trust restaurant hygiene

Is amazing at cooking/baking and will constantly spoil you

Makes sure it’s nutritionally balanced so that you’ll be healthy

Washes your hair when you come back home wiped out

You come to cheer him on in his matches, from high school to his pro career

He gets energised if he hears your voice, even if it’s nearly drowned out by other people’s

Hugs after showering and changing

Little penguin waddles as you fit into his embrace (wow damn he’s 189-192)

He sometimes comes to pick you up from work looking like a model

Holds your hand while driving

Gets furious if tabloids or reporters takes photos of you

His anger can only be settled by soft kisses and cuddles

He especially likes it when you kiss the moles on his forehead

Semi Eita

He spends a lot of his time in recording studios and practices

You sometimes come over with food and drinks

He lets you listen to demo tapes and beats in progress

Makes songs and MVs as surprise presents (Serenades are also common)

One of his most popular unofficial songs is the one for your 3rd anniversary with him

Teaches you instruments and rewards you with kisses and hugs

Once asked if you could sing for him and he treasures the memory immensely (regrets how he didn’t take a video)

You guide him through his slumps and dark moments

He loves how supportive and positive you are

You cook breakfast since he always wakes up late and he cooks dinner just in time for your arrival from work

You cry when his band gets labelled as the most promising rookie group of the year

Always mentions you in concerts and online, just as "my other half"

Has tons of nicknames: my muse, love, heart, sweetheart, the light of my life (it’s getting cringey)

A certified SapTM, one of the very best

Loves lap pillows and melts when you comb through his hair with your fingers

Lets you cut his nails and paint them, always showing them off saying “My love is so good at everything, I adore them so much!”

Tells you about his high school years and his friends

Take a break from everyone and everything by going on camps and hikes

You inspire him so much, from his music to his life

He prayed for this relationship to last forever in his New Year’s shrine visit

[hitozy]

and i oop  ≪ masterlist ≫  her love language

 Hinata felt horrible. YN did not let him go last night and he ended up sleeping with her, in her bed. He woke up with an early rising friend and took a shower to calm down. Watching YN sleep was kind of... nice. He couldn’t stop himself from taking a picture, grinning and then ran away to get something to eat.

I am a pervert and the worst friend ever.

YN woke up with a killer headache and a killer nausea. She remembered coming home with the boys and throwing up in the bathroom… she hopes she didn’t wreck it that bad. She didn’t want to clean it but she would never make the maids do it. After cleaning up the bathroom and herself a bit, she walked towards the kitchen, to find him eating what looked like an omelet. 

‘You should have woken me up to join you~’ He jumps a bit on his seat and blushes.

‘You needed the rest a bit more than me, princess…” He trailed off when she picked up her discarded bag and pulled out her gloss.

He did not need to see her apply the strawberry shimmery gloss she wore yesterday, that he tasted on your lips just a few hours ago… fuck, he wants to kiss you again. But he doesn’t know if you remember last night or not, and he doesn’t want to pressure you either. That's a lie, he thought, I want to know if she does remember what happened, does she regret it? Does she like me too? Even though I am not what she deserves… the words her father said yesterday, rolling through his head over and over. He wasn’t wrong and I kind of hate it.

YN knows what happened and does not know what to do. As she grabs some toast and jam, she considers her breakfast mate. Does she say something? Does she ignore it and live on with her love for him hidden in the shadows? They are sitting face to face, very close to each other and yet he seems miles away. Finally, she bites the bullet, “Shoyo, are you awkward because of the kiss?”

She saw him freeze and felt anxiety spark up all over herself. She was drunk, and emotional and he looked so good, but she never asked him for permission and that sits very wrong in her stomach. Her father had always taught her that when it concerned a person's feelings or body to always ask for permission. Oh god, what have I done.

‘Er, yes and no.” He awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, when he looks up to see you pale as a ghost, he feels anxiety take over his heart. “No-not in a bad way! I-” he huffs trying to get the words out, “I liked it and I think that's the problem.”

“Huh?”

“I liked the kiss and I like you very, very much, princess.”

“Then why-” “I’m not good enough for you.”

It’s dead silent all of a sudden. You want to punch him in the face and then kiss it all better. ‘Not good enough for you’? My ass! Hinata Shoyo was one of the nicest, purest, most passionate person in the world! She wanted to spend loads of money on him before he admitted his feelings, she still wants to! He deserves so much more and here he is, saying he isn’t enough.

“Why would you say that? Have you not realized how much I fucking love and adore you, you goddamned orange pumpkin man!? I LOVE YOU!” She gets up and moves towards him, gesturing everywhere, “I want to give you everything because you should have it! You give me so much emotionally and I- I,” as she starts to kneel, Hinata gets up and makes her sit where he once was.

“I didn’t know that you love me… but now I do… but YN, what about how I feel?” He kneels down before her, “Everyone thinks I don’t realize that you are practically my sugar mommy, but I do. I know it and I accept it, most of the time, because I feel like that's your way of expressing affection. Like I do the same but with volleyball n’ stuff?” He chuckles and looks straight into your eyes, “I care so much about you, but I’m not even half the man that you deserve, princess. I know that if we become an item, I'm just going to hurt you.”

You stare into his eyes, because you don’t believe his words. Thing is, his eyes are saying the same thing his mouth said. There is love and pain and regret? Hold up, “Are you saying this because you’re going to Brazil next year?”

“...yes.”

“Oh my god, okay, Shoyo. I understand, well I actually don’t understand your current feelings, but I accept the fact that we,” gesturing between the two of you, “have feelings for each other or else we wouldn’t have kissed.”

He sighs, “Ynnie…”

“I am in love with you, Hinata Shoyo.” You hold his gaze, “I think I might have fallen in love with you last year, during nationals, because since then I can’t get you out of my mind. Pumpkin, I don’t need you to be a ‘big guy’ or ‘the manliest man ever’ “ he snorts, “ because you are my reliable guy, my dose of daily dopamine and serotonin, my sunshine. I can live without you, Shoyo, I am well aware of it. I just don’t want to, I want to be with you. However you’ll take me. wherever, whenever.”

“I’m not in love with you, though” you felt your heart drop, break and explode to nothing, “I do like you. I want to be with you, but I can’t. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, ok? I-...I- ”

“I’m a big girl, Shoyo. I can take care of myself and my feelings.”

“Doesn’t make me feel less awful hurting you.”

Hinata takes her hands, after a minute of silence you say, “How about we meet in the middle then?”

He looks up at you confused, “Huh?”

“Yeah. You and I, we won’t be an item. We won’t be together, but we WILL. We let this flow and take it as it goes.”

“Like... friends with benefits?” He blushes, making you laugh.

“No, like I’m your sugar mommy, you're my arm candy and I splurge my money on you to cover up for whatever we want to do but won’t allow ourselves to do it until we are ready.”

He stares, “So like what you’re doing now? The hell is that better!? What am I supposed to do? What do I give?! I’m not rich, yn. I can’t splurge on anything except myself...”

“You grow without any worries, Shoyo. You serve as my eye candy and let me love you.”

He groans, “No, YN. Just no, if you want to do that fine, but I also need to contribute or else I AM going to feel like the worst man ever.” I’d go to your father personally to execute me if that ever happens…

She tuts, “Fine, I want a full-blown out love confession once you realize that you love me.”

Silence.

He snorts out a laugh, placing his head on your lap, “You’re crazy, miss.princess.”

Yeah, crazy for you.

“Do we have a deal?” 

“...Deal.”

“Good, now, since we already ate breakfast and you aren’t going back to Miyagi until next week, and the boys are dead... again, how about you help me out with something?”

He stands and pulls you up, “Okay, what do you need?”

“I got a lot of clothes, merch and stuff from our sponsors that I need to try on and decide which one we want to collab with this quarter,” you flutter your eyelashes at him, “I need you to tell me if it looks good or not. Also, take pictures of it.”

“Sure.”

Hinata Shoyo has decided that when it's about LN YN, he will never be prepared. 

He has been sitting for the last three hours watching her wear short skirts and shorts, crop tops, yoga pants, sports bras… he thinks this might be her way of torturing him for not wanting to be her boyfriend, yet.

It is.

and i oop ≪ masterlist ≫ her love language

facts:

⇾ YN saved the kissing picture as her screensaver on everything. Daddy LN is not impressed. Just jealous. Hinata printed it out and has it inside his wallet uwu ⇾ YN and Kenma are going to the same University that Kuroo attends. While he is excited, his kouhai are not. He hates these little shits. no he doesn’t ⇾  Kodzuken channel skyrocketed one day all thanks to YN promoting his youtube channel.. he won’t admit it but he is grateful. P.S Kenma did get a Nike ad ♥ ⇾ Kenma doesn’t know it yet, but YN is going to give Kenma her first paycheck to help him develop Bouncing Ball Co. ⇾  Fukunaga doesn’t know it yet, but YN wrote an extensive letter to his University about how great he is and got him a scholarship. ⇾  Yamamoto doesn’t know it yet, but YN submitted his volleyball games and practice games to Kaganawa VBC league. ⇾  They’ll find out soon though.

A/N: ... To everyone that thought I was gonna do a full blown angst chapter, jokes on you, I can’t write angst for shit. For future reference, just call me out on it, ok? also next chp is a big timeskip! so... be prepared for that and full disclosure, on part ii we start with the smutty parts ♥ again, i will make cuts on the chapters in case you don’t want to read it!

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My atsuhina/msby-stan take for what happened after msby vs adlers match.

Hinata wanted to join Asas for the world championship, right.

Atsumu figured that Hinata’s ‘hunger’ was pushing him forward, to go further, to climb higher; he was frustrated and angry - same goes for Sakusa and Bokuto and the others, just maybe not as intense as in Atsumu’s case - (and he couldn’t really explain why, maybe because Hinata didn’t see them as good enough players? They all worked their hardest), so before Hinata’s departure he made another promise - something along “if you’re struggling to fight with the best and play with the best, then I’ll make this place the top of the world and you’ll come back”. That’s why his phrase in Olympic roster (2020) is “i will become number 1”. By the way, when the Japanese volleyball season started, jackals were absolute beasts (maybe they shared Atsumu’s feelings). In the olympic team interview (2021) Kageyama - who doesn’t even play in Japan anymore, he’s an international player now - says: “Results-wise, I’m still behind Atsumu-san”. Since there’re only 2 setters in the national team, there’s no one better then these two. So by 2021 Atsumu is #1 Japan setter.

Hinata is ready to go to Brazil for the second half of the season (2019/2020) with the best recommendations from Volleyball Association, but then pandemic happens.

I assume that japanese olympic team in haikyuu is formed according to generations (there was no one younger/older then them, only Hinata’s ‘generation’: previous third, second and first years), so the next olympic roster will consist of another generation; after 2021, coach Hibaridai and his colleagues saw no profit in investing in Hinata.

However, coach Foster and coach Banjou did not approve this, so they concluded a truce (for a short period of time! They’re rivals after all.

Spoiler: they grew fond of each other and want to be friends, but they’re both awkward, and coach Foster talks in his own language (a mix of English & kansai-ben & pantomime) which only msby can fully understand). Together they find a friend of a friend of the Asas’ head coach. Somehow with the help of google translate and Hinata they arrange a partnership programme between Black Jackals and Asas. Kuroo gets enthusiastic about it, so when the quarantine is over, msby flies for their first practice match with Asas São Paulo. It’s august 2020.

When they arrive, it’s late night; Atsumu locks himself in a hotel room, conflicted about how he feels - he can’t decide if he’s angry at Hinata for underestimating him and not acknowledging his life-long struggle, or happy that they will play the practice match together - well. He likes playing with Hinata. What’s wrong with that? It’s not like he missed him or anything. It’s about volleyball, alright?

Hinata has high school flashbacks; he remembers what Takeda-sensei said - “it is all about volleyball”, and he wonders where volleyball even ends. In Karasuno his closest friends were also his teammates, and all their activities were focused on volleyball. Karasuno - and rivalry with Kageyama - taught him to never look back, always look up and never slow down - because he had nothing but his jump and speed, and if he ever allowed a pause, he’d be defeated and left behind completely alone. Msby is the polar opposite of Karasuno. Sure, they stick to their diets; but on cheat days they are the main cheaters in the world and eat whatever gods send them. They are unorganized and every day with them is a blockbuster. They get into fights with neighbors’ dogs, they steal chopsticks from Osamu’s to build a miniature Skytree. They’re lazy and laid-back, they don’t do plans - it’s a principle. They have other jobs. But they’re passionate about volleyball, and when the moment comes, they always give their best shot. Hinata wonders if this, what he feels towards them, is solely about volleyball and great teamwork. Wait a minute. Maybe Karasuno was also not only for volleyball?..

Anyway, the more he thinks about this team, the more attached he feels, and it is suffocating.

He has to be free, he cannot allow to be restricted, or he’ll be left behind and forgotten. He knows that. Everybody said that - “you’re only good because of Kageyama”, “if not for your jump, you would never even sniff the ball”.

He doesn’t have to read the language of Atsumu-san’s tosses: this one is fast and close to the net - “smash them!”, a high one, drawing a beautiful arc - “play as you want”, tentative, with the warmth of his fingertips still on the leather - “let’s take it slow, their blockers are good...”, and that laser accurate, flash-fast, faster then ever - “go wild!” Everybody on the team can understand it - their ability to unite and read each other’s mind is almost paranormal, or animalistic, like they’re a pack of wolves communicating through scents and touches and small noises and grunts, on and off the court. Hinata wants them to win together, then go home and watch an episode of the Office, or do yoga, or play twister, or maybe even yoga twister (Omi-senpai always wins), then tuck his head under Inunaki-san’s elbow and beg him to caress his hair, almost feeling a pair of tall jackal’s ears atop of his own head, quivering from pleasure and support and acknowledgement, expressed in their unique inner fashion.

However, if he stays with msby, he won’t move forward. He’ll be overpowered and defeated, he’ll lose recommendations and his chance to play as many matches as he wants. Just like Karasuno, msby is a step in his development. When there’s a chance, he must go further.

So Hinata sits in the hotel lobby and thinks his strange thoughts, and there’s a delivery guy with a huge green bag waiting for someone. He’s in his early twenties and is stupidly tall, and judging by the sounds coming from his little tablet, he is watching a volleyball match. Hinata peeks at the screen and freezes: it’s a close-up of Omi-senpai. It’s a game that he doesn’t remember; well, after signing a contract with Asas he didn’t watch many of the Jackals’ games, focused more on South American League.

“Musubi Black Jackals”, - the guy explains, Japanese syllables clumsy on his tongue, noticing his awkward and almost starved glances. - “Antes do covid.”

Apparently, it’s Jackals’ last match before the quarantine. Hinata sits and silently watches. He is amazed to the core and maybe scared of them.

It’s almost five in the morning when Meian crawls out of his hotel room. There’s Oliver sprawled on the floor, futon miserably stuffed under his left knee, like a cloud that fails to cover Telamon’s body. He probably likes futons way too much for someone who can’t ask in Japanese where is the closest toilet. Meian sneaks into the street and looks for a vending machine. He remembers seeing one in the evening.

There it is. There’s also a man crouching before it, taking out his purchase. Meian politely stops several feet away and waits for his turn. The man does not move away. He looks like he’s fishing for something inside the vending machine. He’s rather tall and has an awful hairstyle.

The man looks at him, visibly irritated, and moves his hand. That is when Meian realises.

- Yer stuck? - he asks, then remembers that he is in damned Brazil where folk speaks damned Portuguese. The guy gives him a deadpan look. Meian looks up - there’s a beautiful can of cucumber flavored soda staring right at him, and he isn’t a quitter. Maybe Hirugami could quit here, but he’s a captain of Jackals and he gets his soda when he wants it. Fifteen minutes later he’s sweating like after a good game, having been waiving his hands and giving directions like a pro adjuster at Shibuya Crossing. The guy is free now. He pulls out a can of guarana drink and even smirks at him in a gesture of prickly gratitude, though it cannot fully hide the humiliation of being caught with your hand stuck in a vendine machine at five in the morning. Meian throws in money, watches his cucumber soda gracefully plop down, stuffs his arm in the drawer and tries to pull out. He’s stuck. The guy watches him from the side, leaning on the wall with his left shoulder, and Meian tries to act like he knows what he’s doing. Why hasn’t this bonehead left anyway?

After another fifteen minutes they’re both tired and both free. Meian clenches the can in his fist, refusing to look at the guy, but they simultaneously nod in a sense of solidarity before parting ways.

Later this day he wonders what kind of wicked fortune is that, standing in the centre of Asas’ main court and looking straight in the bonehead’s eyes. He’s introduced as the Asas’ captain.

Inunaki suspiciously glances at him.

- Have you two met before? - He asks with a hint of politeness, but there’s that ‘lie to me now and I’ll tell your pups that you drink cucumber soda at five in the morning” subtext. Kotarou, Omi-chan and Shouyo stand right here, so the threat is very much real.

- No, - he lies anyway, and everybody on the court knows he’s lying, including Inunaki, Kotarou, Omi-chan and Shouyo, and maybe even the Asas’ captain with his stupid blondie hairstyle.

- He drank cucumber soda at five in the morning, - Thomas says. Omi-Chan and Shouyo both snort, but Kotarou, the marvelous oldest pup, launches at him and whines: “Where did you get one??”

Asas’ players watch them from the sidelines. They’re already amazed and irritated, and Meian can’t wait for it.

Of course it doesn’t work as a one-time thing. Of course Shouyo is accepted. One day Meian walks in on Inunaki, Thomas and the Asas’ middle blockers singing Funky Town in their hotel room (outsiders are not allowed in hotel rooms. How did two guys over 6’5” even get here unnoticed?). When it’s time to leave, Asas’ captain - his name is Paulo, talk about coincidences - insults him in Portuguese for five minutes straight and tells him to get lost already.

- Let go of my sleeve then, - Meian says. Sometimes he thinks they have the same telepathy that Shouyo and Omi-chan share, because after two weeks of hunting for crabs and practicing volleyball and playing on the beach he can tell if Paulo talks shit about him. Apparently, it goes both ways.

- Release my jacket first, - Paulo says (Meian supposes he says it - he’s still not good at Portuguese, except maybe for curses). - Cucumber soda tastes like shit, - Paulo adds in a very very bad Japanese. Meian is nearly flustered, because the bonehead must have asked Jackals how to say that and then has been practicing. He grabs him in a headlock.

- Listen here, - he makes a serious face, - if Shouyo gets as much as a scratch, or complains about ya being an asshole, I personally come here to kick yer in the head. Understood?

There’s no point in worrying about Shouyo, though. He’s already made friends with everybody in Asas, especially with that tall libero boy who works in delivery. He stands there in the airport lobby with his new teammates, visibly forcing the corners of his mouth upwards. He’s clinging to Omi-chan’s sleeve like his life depends on it. Atsumu looks anywhere but at him.

- Atsumu-san, - Shouyo suddenly says, - I’m watching you. I won’t skip a single match, I promise.

Atsumu flinches and freezes in place.

- O-okay, - he declares, frowning.

- Watch us, - Bokuto corrects him, hugging his number one disciple one last time before the airport stuff snaps and shouts all of their names through speakers. That’s a brilliant departure show.

When Jackals win the championship, no one is surprised. Paulo has the decency to make an “omg, really?” face only because Meian can’t hit him through videochat. Asas are also terrifically strong. It’s late spring, Brasil Superliga is not over yet, so they fly to Rio, occupying Asas’ gym and playing on the beach and going to watch games for free. (When coach Foster and coach Preto finally met, they knocked over a trolley with suitcases running to hug each other like a pair of middle schoolers.) (So did Shouyo and the msby.)

Apparently Shouyo feels better now; he’s almost run out of sunscreen and worked on whatever complicated issues he had, so he’s ready to come back. Atsumu looks like he’s already won Olympics. So do Bokuto and Sakusa and the others, and maybe they missed him a little, or maybe they missed him very very fucking much.

One day (it’s a good day, it’s sunny and hot and there’s a wonderful fat thundercloud crawling at Copacabana from the seaside) a group of tall Spanish tourists occupy the beach courts. They argue and bicker and throw sand at each other. One of them accidentally catches a ball to the head (what the heck was he doing on this court anyway? Bokkun and Atsumu were in the middle of the game against Heitor and Carlos). Now they’re all arguing. They have no idea what the Spanish guys are saying because they don’t know Spanish, and still they somehow agree on a match. Atsumu hits five service aces, which is very sexy of him, and it seems that the Spanish setter (who hits four service aces) is not immune to a good server’s charm. After the match (Bokuatsu get 21 against 13, the Spanish wing spiker moved like a fish in the sand) he approaches the net, adjusting his flashy sunglasses, and tries to introduce himself in not-very-fluent Portuguese. His name is Oikawa and he is from Japan. Where are you guys from? - he asks. - Are you professionals or something?

This is how the whole Argentinian team Club Atletico (2020/2021 Argentinian championship silver medal - the year before covid they got first place) ends up in the Asas’ gym. Coach Blanco and coach Preto are old rivals, and they challenge each other to an arm wrestling competition, but then somebody jokes about holding hands (it was coach Foster) and they suggest volleyball instead. They schedule a practice match. It’d be impolite to leave msby outside of the party, so there’ll be three practice matches between Black Jackals (with Shouyo this time. Finally), Asas São Paulo and Club Atletico. All of them are high-ranked teams. It’d be so cool if they could get involved with each other more often, - someone says (it’s coach Foster). Nobody seems opposed to the idea, especially Shouyo, Sakusa, Bokuto, Atsumu, Oikawa and Oliver Barnes, who are already playing air hockey in the Argentinians’ hotel. How did they even get there? Anyways, Oliver wins and gets a huge hazelnut ice cream for his cheat day. In the evening, after defeating Heitor and Carlos (again) and losing to Santos and Fernandez (again), they shower in the beach stalls. The stalls don’t really have anything resembling doors, so one has to hold a big towel or something, guarding the way, while the other gets to shower. Shouyo asks Inunaki-san to hold a towel for him. “Sure”, - Inunaki-san says, and then catches Atsumu: “Sugar, could you please hold this? I want to help Adriah and Paulo with dinner”. Atsumu does not refuse - he’s not that busy and he has no idea who is inside the stall. After Inunaki-san leaves, he takes a glance over the towel.

Ten minutes later Oikawa approaches him with a huge alien-themed towel in hands.

- Are you okay? - He asks with uncharacteristic concern, because Atsumu looks like he has been simmered on the surface of this ugly beach shower stall, and - are those tears? So Oikawa calls out to whoever is showering there, assuming that Atsumu is just tired and maybe has got sunburn all over his body.

[write-like-you-mean-it]

You’re my Sunshine: Haikyuu Coffee Shop AU

This is a Choose Your Own Character. This is part 2 to Hinata’s story. Go to part 1 to read the beginning of the story.

When I’d agreed to a lovely date with the tiny, orange-haired player, I didn’t imagine that he would text me so quickly after our first encounter. Within the bus ride, we spent the majority of the time texting back and forth with basic questions. Soon, we added each other on snapchat because Hinata wanted to show me a picture of Atsumu. That was quickly followed by a video of him practicing with the same guy. After he hit the ball to the floor, Hinata turned to look at the camera and shouted “Bokuto, did you see that?” There was a scream of “good job Shoyuo” from behind the phone which resounded in the quiet bus.

That snapchat was followed by a few more with Hinata introducing each member of the team. First was a tall black and white spiked hair player who posed as if it was a photo except it was a video. It was followed by a guy whose face was half covered with a mask. He didn’t introduce himself but said “Shoyuo, do you know how many germs phones carry?”

Hinata seemed to get more excited with each video he sent showing off his team and himself. After he introduced every single person he could including managers, his best friends, and a few cats on his walk home, Hinata asked if you could show him your friends. 

At this point, it was closer to one am than it was to when you last saw each other. Most of my friends have jobs that require an early rise in the morning. I snapchatted back “I will but it is a little late. I’m going to go to sleep. Good night, Hinata.”

I received a text almost instantly with the same sentiment. The chaotic pure energy left a smile on my face and a racing in my heart that didn’t cease until I finally fell asleep an hour later. When I awoke, there was a new message wishing me a good morning and another one asking “when I might be off today?”

My text was simple. I said “I’ll be off at 3:00. Will I see you then?” followed by a few choice emojis. I must’ve been caught up in his excitement of both the impending date and countless messages from the short player. 

“I’ll pick you up at 3!” was the final message he sent. Throughout the rest of the work day, Hinata must’ve been busy. There was not a single text sent by either of us back and forth. Not a snapchat in sight. His lack of texting left me with a constant buzz in the back of my mind of what he could be planning for the latter half of the day. 

Once three pm hit the clock, my nerves started back up again. I found myself watching the door in anticipation of Hinata's arrival. While taking an order for a customer, Carrie placed her hand on my back and whispered in my ear “you’ll stare a hole in my door if you’re not careful. WHo are you watching for?”

I wanted to respond with ‘no one’ except karmic justice isn’t pretty, and Hinata walks through the door. “I see,” she responded to her own question. Hinata took this opportunity to wave in my direction. “I’ll pick up from here. Your shift has been done for ten minutes now. You won’t want to keep your date waiting.”

My response was to roll my eyes as I finished with the customer in front of me. “Thank you for coming in today. Your drink will be at the end counter.” The moment he stepped away from the register, my apron was off my head and hung haphazardly on the hook. 

“You don’t have to leave for me,” said the player as I walked up to him. “If you still have to work, I can wait until you’re done. “

“No, no,” I said. “My boss said I was working too many hours and to enjoy my time off.” Hinata grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the cafe. His sudden movements caught me off balance as I stumbled into his smaller frame. “That’s good. Then we have to get going.” He didn't react to my apparent inability to stay on my feet. 

Hinata walked, no, dragged me to a shop near my own workplace. It was a newly opened ice cream shop. “We’re here,” he says. His own hand has yet to let go of mine. 

“Ice cream?” I ask confused before the tug on my arm gets stronger as we walk into the brisk shop. “Why ice cream?”

“Atsumu, Bokuto, and I go here after we win a game in this tournament,” said Hinata. “It has my favorite flavor of matcha ice cream.” 

We both get in the line to look at the multitude of ice cream flavors displayed behind plexiglass. “I can’t believe that you’re taking me to such a special place for you,” I joke. The player turns to look at me. “Of course I’d take you here. You’re my good luck charm.” 

In that moment, you could feel the sunshine off his smile. He became the beam that could cast away any shadow. My heart beat raced in my ears as it drowned out any other thoughts in my mind. His hand squeezed my palm and let go. The pressure brought me back down from orbit. 

“Hinata-,” my lips whispered. 

“Oh, you can call me Shoyuo. It’s what my team calls me.”

“Okay, Shoyuo, what makes you so cheerful?” Again, the words roll off my tongue as if they were a foreign language. His spirit was rarely found within anyone I had met. It was an intoxicating trait that magnetized anyone in his life. 

Hinata was about to answer but the clerk called for the next person. His interruption was a needed break. The wing spiker found himself busy in choosing multiple ice cream flavors and the size that would suit his needs. I found myself ordering my regular choice even though it was a basic flavor. He paid for both our cups and we found a booth near the entrance to the shop. 

The player sat next to me and left an empty booth seat. “I hope you don’t mind,” he said. 

“Of course not,” I replied, trying not to think about how I could feel heat radiating off his body. “I have enough space if you do.”

Hinata takes a bite of ice cream from his spoon and nods. “It’s fine by me,” he mumbles with the plastic still trapping his words. “Have you always worked in the coffee shop?”

“Ever since high school,” I say while taking a bite of my own. The cool taste made my tongue tense up with each bite. “I started out as an intern to get extra points on college scholarships. I ended up staying here because I loved the people and I enjoyed the free drinks.” 

Shoyuo seemed to eat up every word. His eyes would be locked on my own or onto his ice cream. “And you didn’t go to college?”

“No,” I sighed. “It was a far off dream. I didn’t have enough money and spent too much time working. I make a decent living now but I had no way to pay for school when I should have applied.” We both took bites of our sugary dessert in silence. It was as if we were stalling for words that refused to come. “What made you choose volleyball?”

His eyes lit up with the same excitement I saw before. “I saw the tiny giant play on T.V. He looked so cool and was as short as I was. I wanted to follow in his footsteps. I played through high school and even went to Brazil for a while. I wanted to become better than anyone else.”

“Have you done that?”

“I’m not better than Kageyama. He’s still winning the last time we counted.”

“Whose Kageyama?” I ask while scraping the last bit of ice cream out of the bottom of the container. 

“It’s a long story,” said the volleyball player before putting another large glob of ice cream in his mouth. “He was a rival in middle school. The only team I faced then. We found ourselves at the same high school only a year later. We became friends throughout our time. He went on to play right out of high school; I had to still train. He’s the only setter that has caught up to me.”

“He must be pretty special in your life.”

“He is,” Hinata says while finishing his own ice cream. He looks at both our empty cardboard and turns to face me. “Maybe this wasn’t the best place because we both are done. I don’t want this date to be over yet.”

The orange haired player’s smile fades at the thought of ending our time early. It was my turn to squeeze his hand in mine and beam his own smile. “We don’t have to be done. Come on. I know a great stop for part two of this date.”

“Part two?” Shoyuo asks. “How many parts will there be?” 

“As many as we can take,” I reply back while lightly pushing him out of the seat. He refuses to move; however, he scraps some of his extra ice cream in his bowl. I looked at him confused before he placed the dripping liquid in front of my mouth. 

“I forgot to have you taste the matcha. Sorry this is all I have left. It’s a little liquid-y.” I chuckle at his words before taking the spoon into my mouth. As he pulls away, I notice some slipping from my lips. I go to lick it away but Hinata leans in and kisses away the extra. 

My face burned as I was caught off guard from his actions. He was the first to pull away while whispering “you taste sweet” which only caused my face to burn brighter. 

“Shoyou,” I mutter.

“Was I not supposed to do that?” he asks. 

“It’s alright,” I said before leaning in for my own quick kiss. “Now come on. We have places to be.”

(This series is a choose your own adventure. Pick your favorite man or all of them. I will try to make as many of them as possible with continuations. So far, there is Oikawa, Sugawara, Tuskishima, Hinata, Kageyama, and Akaashi. If you have a suggestion or comment, please message me!!)

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hi viv!! I honestly love it when people lose their minds over something they love on my dash, I will never understand how some people can just silently reblog things without at least screaming about something in the tags haha. LMAO SAME I'm exactly the same age as you and I also only recently realized that the third years are my age and it was a strange feeling... probably because they all seem to have their lives figured out more than I do... (1/2)

but I enjoyed the timeskip a lot! I think it was a novel and brave move and it definitely caught me by surprise when hinata suddenly ended up playing beach volleyball in brazil, it still sounds crazy when I think about it, but it all fell into place so nicely at the end! and msby black jackals are a treasure, I wouldn't mind having a spin off series with just their off-court shenanigans haha. are you planning to watch any new anime from the next season? take care! (2/2) -🎅

haha yes!!! I love seeing people’s tags on things it’s probably one of my favorite things abt being a content creator here! I post some of my colorings n stuff on twt too but it’s just not the same. tumblr rly got the tagging system RIGHT

and god yeah I’m with you lol they all have like. jobs and stuff and like everyone’s pretty much figured out what they wanna be when they grow up meanwhile I’m still like ????? thinking more than a couple months into my future aldkfjgladf

I totally agree! I was kinda surprised when I got to the timeskip but everything really came full circle in a satisfying way. like especially during the jackals/adlers match, all the callbacks? incredible. and YES I would pay good money to see what kind of nonsense the black jackals get into like can u imagine the chaos????

and idk if I’m picking up new new series, but I’m rly excited for the next seasons of furuba, bnha, and cells at work! and the kny movie too!! also I heard abt some new sailor moon stuff coming out??? which like. that was the first anime I ever watched growing up so the nostalgia factor of that.... of the CHARTS. what about you?? I’m always looking for more recs bc I keep running out of things to watch these days lmao