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clawsdevour · 4 months ago

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you still do?

wc: 1.1k content warning: reader x konoha akinori, implied crush, reader is drunk, time-skip, fluff, not proofread

note: written for that one request!!!

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Fuck.. it’s been only two days since I seen him and the team at reunion, but why is Konoha the only one running around my mind?

Pondering to yourself in frustration, your eyebrows are furrowed together trying to clear your mind. You’re laying in your sheets late at night, head filled with thoughts of his new look at the little reunion. He’s so much taller than before, with a more rich and thoughtful personality. Not to mention more attractive now than in highschool.

Back when you managed Fukurodani’s boys volleyball team, it was somewhat obvious that you had a small, or perhaps obvious crush, on their team’s wing spiker. You missed his short dirty blonde hair and narrow eyes whenever they peered back into yours. Something about him drew him to you.

Back at school, you couldn’t tell if you were a bit delusional, or if he genuinely had this liking to you. He’s more sweet and considerate towards you than the other manager, but that could be because he’s known her longer than you. His eyes would often soften when you see him staring at you while your heart flutters from behind the scenes.

Biting your lip, you know you’re still not over him. Seeing him even for a little bit drove your mind crazy. I need to get out. Making this last minute decision as you fling your shirt off to put on a bra. Sliding down your pj pants as you head over to your closet.

You were gonna go clubbing. It’s one of the greatest places to get your intoxicated thoughts out by just dancing it off to some great music. Especially for meeting new people.

Throwing on a random cute dress you found off of a hanger in your closet, quickly you sat down at your petite vanity to apply some simple makeup to go along with your look. A spritz of perfume wafted through the air as you spun around in a small circle to collect the particles before you snatched your purse and keys to head out.

The lively music’s pulsating the whole building the moment you enter. It’s dark but lit up by colorful lasers, the dj set and people’s phone screens. To your surprise you saw a few familiar faces partying that night. Bokuto, Fukurodani’s captain, on the dance floor.. And Kuroo, his friend that graduated from Nekoma, hyping him up.

You giggled behind a slight smile from the scene as you headed towards the counter for a few drinks before joining the crowd. Sitting down, the cold plastic seat sends you small tingles of shock as you adjust to the seat’s grooves. Mind still in the gutter, you tell the bartender to make you the strongest drink they have for you to sip on, if you even were in the mood to just sit and sip.

As the bartender’s doing all the cool tips and tricks concocting your drink. Measuring out the contents of alcohol with the silver double sided jigger to pour into the cocktail shaker. Swishing your head back, your eyes linger on the crowd trying to see if you’re able to spot out another familiar face. No one you knew appeared in your field of vision.

Until you saw in the back of the dimly lit corner.

It was that dirty blond with narrow eyes from Fukurodani. Konoha. What is he doing here? I’m at the only place I’m able to shake him out of my mind and he’s here! Cocking your head back towards your masterpiece of a drink, thanking the waiter before snatching it off the counter.

You chugged it down. Your barely visible adam's apple moving up and down as you threw back all of the liquid that felt as if it was burning your nose. Placing the glass back down after hitting the chilled ice cubes against your front teeth before taking one deep breath in and out to sigh one last time before you hopped off the stool.

Your heels clicked and clacked with every step you took downwards. Your head started to fog up due to the strong liquor. The music starting to turn one with the atmosphere while your footsteps echoed in the back. You didn’t know where your body was taking you to but you had to keep up with the flow, leading you down to the dingy dark corner.

Before you got there, a girl beat you to him. She was conscious and her body language yearned to have him in her grasp. The closer you got, the more furious you grew, the anger fueling up in flames. You could tell that Konoha’s not having a fun time. He’s shaking his head in a timid way trying to brush her hand off of him while taking a few steps back.

“Konoha!!” you aggressively shouted, drawing attention to yourself. Your face is warming up to the liquor, feeling your body get all cozy as you vibed with the air in the atmosphere. The girl’s eyebrows gather in disgust as she looked you up and down. Konoha’s just relieved to see someone he knew, slightly surprised to see that you’d be the one he sees first.

“H-Hey babe!” Konoha’s rushing to your side, distancing himself from the woman. His hand is scratching the back of his neck in disguised fear, the other around on the side of your waist to draw you in closer.

“Who are you and why are you talking to Konoha?” Konoha’s glancing at your face. He noticed how slurred your speech was while your face flushed a bright red hue under the colored lights. You’re staggering, pointing a finger at her while his big hand kept you stable.

“Don’t, wait… don’t talk to my Konoha!” shouting at her in fury. Konoha’s eyes lit up when he heard you call him yours. Mouth slightly parted to say something when you stumbled down.

Pulling you away from the girl while she stormed off in anger, he’s walking you to the nearest available table. Your head is throbbing and you can’t help but feel unstable and absolutely drunk. Foggy eyes started to focus when you tilted your head in his direction after sitting you down.

Konoha’s worry beady eyes trace marks into your skin while your half lidded eyes groggily stare back. He’s shifting in worry seeing how drunk you’ve became, cursing under his breath before taking one deep breath to calm himself down.

His lips part once more, you can see him mouthing out words amongst the inaudible noise. You see that he’s saying words you had to squint out.

“I think I still like you.”

masterlist here

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strwbrryeyes · 1 year ago

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𖦹°｡⋆ konoha as a best friend

⟡ cw: fluff, friends to lovers, lmk if i missed anything

⟡ a/n: i've always had a small obsession with konoha ngl. i also really wanna go to the aquarium rn hence the storyline.

⟡ best friend series: akaashi, bokuto, || masterlist

best friend konoha who you met when you passed by the volleyball gym and saw konoha shivering in fear. you asked him what was wrong and apparently bokuto almost knocked hsi head off with a spike (again?)

best friend konoha who you got closer to immediately after when you went to go get him some juice and a snack to help him calm down.

best friend konoha who let you write on his volleyball practice shoes while you were sitting outside with him.

best friend konoha who laughed when you hit someone with one of those tiny megaphones after they called him jack of all trades master of none.

best friend konoha who shared his dreams while walking home with you one night after volleyball practice (you watched the team practice from time to time just out of boredom)

best friend konoha who listens to all of your silly updates about singers/bands ("did you hear about the ariana grande scandal? no? well let me tell you all about it")

best friend konoha who always ended up stealing some of your food during lunch.

best friend konoha who you went to the same college with because you didn't want to be alone on a whole new campus.

best friend konoha who you had pizza nights with every friday as a reward for surviving the week.

best friend konoha who took you to the aquarium after he found out you've never been to one.

best friend konoha who noticed how cute you actually are when you stared at all the fish in awe.

best friend konoha who noticed his heart skipped a beat when you ran to the jellyfish all excitedly because they were your favorite sea creature growing up.

best friend konoha who realized his feelings when you dragged him to the dolphin show and made sure that you guys got seats in the splash zone.

best friend konoha who didn't confess for a week until you came over to his dorm with a gift bag in hand for him.

best friend konoha who reached into the bag and saw a framed photo of you both from the day trip to the aquarium. you had gotten someone to take pictures of the both of you in front of the big jellyfish tank.

best friend konoha who nearly dropped the picture frame when he ran to hug you.

best friend konoha who kissed you out of nowhere without thinking. not that you were complaining though.

best friend konoha who properly asked you do be his girlfriend after a few moments.

best friend konoha who is now boyfriend konoha who brought you cupcakes the next day with little sea creatures on them.

#𖦹°｡⋆ 𝓃𝒾𝓃𝒾 #konoha x reader #konoha akinori #konoha fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #konoha akinori x reader #konoha x reader fluff #konoha akinori x reader fluff

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miyaoniku · 4 months ago

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[konoha akinori] how you get together / dating headcanons

[author: chae]

a/n: KONOHA.

[fluff] [headcanon]

[konoha akinori x reader]

you're a second-year junior manager for the boys' volleyball team!

although you're always in the stands with one of the other managers during official matches, you're an important part of the team

your first interaction with konoha was in your first year when bokuto was having one of his moody episodes

you froze up and frantically turned to the nearest teammate for help, and konoha was a few feet away from you two

konoha, as a second year at the time and having been in the club with bokuto since first year, was already quite used to bokuto's episodes

in fact, you didn't even have to turn to konoha for help. he already felt the emo energy waves bokuto was emitting even while his back was turned from him

you saw a vein pop out of his forehead even though he was smiling

"manager-chan, do you mind stepping out for a minute?"

you stepped out for a few minutes, and you came back to a normal looking bokuto

(to this day, you still have no idea what konoha did to him)

you got along well with everyone on the team!

you two didn't get super close until the training camp

he would see that you were a bit intimidated by being around so many strangers and would try to comfort you by being closeby

because of this you may have developed a bit of a crush on him

he would sit with you during meal times if he sees you alone and he would help you clean up at night

on the day of the barbeque, you and the other managers cut up watermelon for everybody

you passed slices to everyone om your team

when you got to konoha his eyes gleamed with excitement

"thanks y/n-chan!"

after the training camp, it was back to normal practices with the team

your gave everyone a list of the things they need to improve on

when you got to konoha, you gave him a thumbs up

"doing great, but make sure you practice to commit these skills to memory, mister jack of all trades~"

"NOT YOU TOO Y/N-CHAN"

when you see each other in the hallways, there is always some sort of interaction

it started off as waves, then head pats

then you start to hang out a bit between practices

sometimes you study together, other times you go to a nearby bakery

on the day of his graduation, you go up to him with flowers

and he gives you the second button on his uniform jacket

YOU HAPPILY ACCEPT

he is your #1 supporter in everything you do!!!

once you start your third year, he sometimes waits for you by the school gates to pick you up for your dates :D

you run up to him and he catches you with the biggest smile and swings you around uwu

he shows up at volleyball practice sometimes to see how you and his other kouhais are doing (but mostly you)

during winter he def takes you to an ice skating rink and holds your hand the entire time

he definitely falls down with you when you lose balance

but you both laugh it off

you guys wouldn't trade moments like these for anything else <3

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fluff #konoha akinori #konoha x reader #konoha akinori x reader #konoha akinori x y/n #konoha x y/n #fukurodani #akinori konoha #fukurodani x reader

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lizzy06 · 4 months ago

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Konoha Akinori x Reader Fic Recs!!(Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

Haikyuu! Fic Rec Masterlist

Fukurodani Fic Rec Masterlist

One-Sided Future ✨by @oreosmama(oneshot, angst)It’s hard to see a person fall in love with another who never intends on sharing a future with that person. It’s even harder when that person is you. (Based on “I Can’t Make You Love Me” by Bon Iver). [COMPLETED]

An Insomniac's Guide to Dreams✨ by liillyliilly(oneshot, fluff) Maybe he could be her guide to accomplishing her dreams. The kind of dreams where a person falls in love and then magically, as if almost impossibly, stays in love. Konoha could be that for her. She just needed him to give her that opportunity.[COMPLETED]

you still do?✨ by @clawsdevour (oneshot, fluff) Fuck.. it’s been only two days since I saw him and the team at reunion, but why is Konoha the only one running around my mind?[COMPLETED]

“can i have this dance?” by @bruh-haikyuu (oneshot, arranged marriage(not with konoha), historical au) In which konoha akinori is the son of a wealthy merchant, blessed with a flair for business; you belong to the elusive family of the navy general, cursed with the invisible chains of duty—tonight, he plans to strike you a deal you can’t refuse.[COMPLETED]

The roommate by khinux (oneshot, fluff) 6 months after a breakup, your best friend Akaashi Keiji suggests you come to his party in his dorm to get yourself back out there since he's done with your wallowing.[COMPLETED]

A Secret Admirer - Konoha x f!reader / tumblr✨ by @mimi-cee-hq mimi_cee (oneshot, frenemies to lovers, fluff)The envelope in your shoe locker causes you to giggle once again.[COMPLETED]

bathed in the golden sun by @ohtokki (oneshot, fluff) konoha chases the end of summer with a road trip along the coastline.[COMPLETED]

delineation by laculite(oneshot, fluff) “is it true then?” he asks gruffly, gaze jumping between the two of you. “are you his girlfriend?” girlfriend. the word rings throughout the hallway and you take your sweet time formulating an answer.[COMPLETED]

Meatballs by aqua_relle(oneshot, fluff) The art of cooking has been recurring theme in the Konoha-y/l/n household for years, and it comes up again after his first volleyball loss as a working man.[COMPLETED]

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liillyliilly · 6 months ago

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An Insomniac's Guide to Dreams

konoha akinori x reader words; 4580 synopsis; Maybe he could be her guide to accomplishing her dreams. The kind of dreams where a person falls in love and then magically, as if almost impossibly, stays in love. Konoha could be that for her. She just needed him to give her that opportunity.

Konoha looked at the clock, another 2 am shift that had kicked him from this universe into an entirely different one. Nothing was normal after two in the morning.

Especially not that hooded figure.

Definitely not the hooded figure that was lurking straight to the medicine aisle.

Konoha had been working at the pharmacy as a part-time job, hoping that he could use his experience working at the pharmacy to level up and finally apply to a pharmaceutical company after he had graduated college. He was 20 years old, and his older coworker had shifted his graveyard shift onto Konoha at the last minute.

The grey hoodie floated around until they found what they were looking for. Konoha was trying not to spy on them, but it was all he could do during the lateness of the hour.

She pulled her hoodie down when she slammed a bottle of melatonin gummies near the cash register.

Konoha recognized her from somewhere, he thought.

He scanned the bottle, then remembered he had to ask some questions before selling a drug like this to people.

Yawning, Konoha began the miniature spiel, “You need an ID to buy melatonin, can I see a driver’s license or other valid form of identification.”

She rubbed her dark eye bags and gave him a bored look.

“I don’t have my ID on me.”

Konoha responded, “I can’t sell you the melatonin then.” He grabbed the bottle and shoved it under the top of the table and she hit her forehead against the counter, slapping her hand repeatedly on the counter to draw attention to herself.

“You’re like what, 18 years old? Look me in the eye and tell me that I don’t look 18 years old as well.” She put her chin on the table and gave a huge pout, looking up at Konoha. He felt his mouth go dry.

“I can’t sell you the drugs.” Konoha wishes he could’ve, just the way her eyes glimmered a little in the dull light of the pharmacy had his heart experiencing minor afflictions.

“Really, not even for me?” She stood up to her full height, and leaned over the counter, propped up with her hands on the counter.

How much could an acquaintance from high school grow up in two years? Konoha was now realizing the reality of puberty, and maybe the reality of seeing people for more than their high school self.

He laughed when he realized it was her, the same 1st year from Nekoma who had followed him around during his last summer training camp in the volleyball club. Konoha laughed a little more, slightly delirious from a combination of seeing an old friend and from having stayed up for longer than 24 hours at this point.

He bought the melatonin gummies for her with his own money. He closed the store early, and locked it up as she cradled the bottle in her arms.

“Why are you still awake, isn’t school still in session for you? It's Wednesday?” He remembered that she must be in her final year of high school. Konoha tried to remember how many more days until she was going to graduate, it couldn’t have been more than a month or so.

She shook the jar, before pressing a quick kiss to the lid. “Insomnia is a clinical issue that happens to occur in around 6% of the adult population, it’s an actual disorder Akinori.”

“I don’t doubt that, but you really shouldn’t be out and about at this time. All the creeps come out at night.” Konoha shudders, he had been exposed to too many issues and body parts late at night.

“I ran out of my sweet, sweet, medicine.” She shrugged, and her hoodie slid off her shoulder a little, exposing skin to the cold air. She could feel the goosebumps crawl over her, so she gently rubbed the junction of her neck to her collarbone trying to generate warmth.

He started to toy with his fingers, wringing them out, avoiding looking at her exposed shoulder. And also definitely trying to ignore the way he saw a lack of a bra strap on her shoulder.

Konoha wants to ask how she’s been the last few years. He wonders if that’s something he should even ask. How close were they really?

He asked where she needed to go, and she said she needed to take a train with a few transfers to get back home.

“I’ll take you home, I want to hear all about what you’ve been up to. ‘Master of None’.” He throws her old nickname out into the wind, and she cringes, shutting her eyes tightly.

“Please don’t ever call me that again. What a horrible stain on my reputation.” She rubs the top of her head in discomfort, remembering her younger years teenage follies.

Konoha chuckles into his turtleneck, letting his tan-blond hair cover his eyes as he shakes his head a little.

“I only got called that because none of those Nekoma players would never ever listen to me. It’s like I wasn’t even a manager.”

“But, oh my saints, did you love that nickname when you realized my teammates called me ‘Jack of All Trades’- you tried to climb me and begged me to listen to you explain how our nicknames meant we were meant for each other.”

She coughed a little, feeling blood coursing to her cheeks, she just cuddled her container of chewables tighter.

Konoha realized he may have teased her a little too much, so he softened the blow of his words.

“You were a cute kid. Very passionate. You could talk for hours on end if there was someone listening.”

There was something about calling her a kid, when in reality that had only been just over two years ago. Konoha knew something was shifting in his mind, something that made him realize that he had missed her.

Longing felt like a bitter pill to swallow. Initially being separated from someone who he’d grown close to was painful, and it matted on his conscience. Then as time went on, that irritation of being away from her faded. Her coming in and shopping where he worked had been a catalyst for a reaction where he grasped just how much he had yearned for her. How much he still felt for her.

“Well, you got stuck with me because you were the only one nice enough to let me talk for hours on end.” She pointed out.

He doesn’t quite remember it like that.

She was an overzealous 16 year old, but he hadn’t known that. He was a lax 18 year old. She was a manager for the volleyball team at Nekoma because her grandpa was friends with Coach Nekomata. Her debate season had ended, but volleyball was still barrelling along.

It was a sense of pride, or perhaps intrigue that drove her to put all her focus on understanding volleyball so she could be the best manager possible.

The first day of camp, she was running around greeting all the other managers, bowing and telling them that she was ready and willing to learn from them. He thought she behaved a little bit like a raging storm, nothing able to stop her in her tracks. She was a whirlwind of excitement, and he couldn’t help but want to know who she was exactly.

“Akaashi, you’re smart, who’s that?” Konoha bent forward to touch his toes, stretching before the first practice round against Nekoma.

Akaashi blinked slowly, trying to solve a puzzle in his mind, “Well, guessing by the way she’s wearing a very red jacket, and the way that Kenma keeps avoiding her while she trails him with a water bottle- I’d have to deduce that she’s Nekoma’s manager.”

Konoha lifted his head, pulling his arms from side to side to embrace the tug of muscles in his body.

“They didn’t have a manager at the last practice match we played with them a month ago.”

“I think she just joined. Kuroo was talking to Bokuto about her earlier. Apparently, she can talk for ages.” Akaashi laughed a little, going over to the rest of the Fukurodani team.

Konoha dropped his arms to the side of his body, and when she finally turned around- successful in getting Kenma to drink some water- they locked eyes. He waved politely, and she grinned with all her teeth, almost jumping up a little.

He thought she was definitely cute. A little ball of energy sure, but she radiated something beyond just excitement, she carried a sense of eternal optimism. And that was something Konoha would’ve killed to have as a high school student. It wasn’t that he had an extreme form of depression, or that his anxiety was serious enough to warrant a prescription. But he did experience the ruins of chemical imbalances more so than the next person.

She was inclined to watch Konoha, because he seemed naturally good at all the elements of volleyball. He could do everything at a level that was higher than most, from solid foundational receives to a slightly more technical serve.

To say she was infatuated would be an overstatement, because she really was just a girl with a huge crush on a boy.

Instead of sitting with her own team at the lunch break she had made her way to Konoha, asking if she could sit with him. He looked around, and saw that Komi was using his hands to make an insistent gesture of ‘no’ by slicing his hands back and forth in front of his face.

He had ignored Komi and patted the spot next to him on the concrete stairs into the gym.

Akaashi had been right, she could talk about anything and everything, her mouth moving faster than Konoha’s own brain. He only got to make small remarks when she took a bite of her lunch, chewing on the rice quickly but thoroughly so she could keep going on about a movie she had seen last week.

“What do you think?” She looked at him with expectant eyes.

Konoha swallowed his chicken, “Of Better Days?”

She nodded rapidly, Konoha’s head almost hurt a little at the motion.

“I haven’t seen it, I’m not a big fan of international films.” He shrugged, eating another piece of chicken from his plate, looking out to see groups of boys mingling.

Not once during his time with her at that camp did he wish he had spent it with anyone else. He was completely content just listening to her talk, with her occasional periods of interview-like questions for him to answer. A few times during the camp he would sit at one of the regular tables with an agglomeration of fellow players, and she wouldn’t go over to him.

When he looked around though, she was sitting alone in the same spot they had sat at during the first day. Using her water bottle to draw shapes on the grey pavement steps. He tried to wave her over, but she knew how other people looked at her. They would get this sheen in their eyes that told her that they did not want to listen to her, but that only made her talk more, trying to prove her worth.

Konoha had finished his food quickly, grabbing his own water bottle and sitting next to her.

“Let’s work together to make a drawing of Kuroo as a cat.”

The way her mood shifted, from feeling the sting of loneliness to the thrill of getting to spend time with the person she deemed as the best looking boy at the camp, was extremely beneficial for her happiness.

He didn’t mind filling the role of her friend during camp. He did feel a slight scorn for all the other boys and girls at the camp though. It was rude to be so blatant about their dislike and irritation at her.

On the second to last day, Konoha woke up in the middle of the night, needing to go get water from the vending machine in the gymnasium.

He scratched at his stomach while putting in his coins. Then he saw her, in a thin strapped black tank top and short shorts. She was playing with a hacky sack, kicking it with her knee then when it would land on her foot, she shot it up so she could alternate feet.

She was talking to herself as well. He listened to her chatter about music, about art, about that annoying thorn she’d found in her shoes that made her foot bleed a little. He could listen to her talk forever and never get bored.

Konoha put another few coins in the machine, getting a second can of orange flavored water. She was in the main area of the gym, but she had been facing away from the entrance to the gym, so when Konoha cleared his throat, she dropped the fabric bag full of rice on her head.

“You shouldn’t wear a tank top, it's dangerous.” Konoha handed her the drink when she bounded up to him.

She raised an eyebrow and cocked her head to the side, “Why would it be dangerous?”

“Someone might think you’re trying to seduce me.” He joked, cracking open his can and taking a deep drink of the nectarine tinged fluid.

Her eyes went wide as she reached down to a bench where she had put her jacket, she slid her arms into the sleeves.

Konoha chewed the inside of his mouth a little. Maybe over the course of a week he’d gotten in over his own head, developing a slight attachment to her. He pushed the thought away, remembering that she looked slightly uncomfortable. He had created a mentality for himself, one where he was supposed to view her like a younger sister. Hell, he had a younger sister her same age.

His stomach twisted a little.

“Sorry. Sometimes my jokes don’t exactly land how I intend them to.” He brought the can up to his mouth again, needing something to lubricate his increasingly drying throat.

She zips her jacket all the way up, the collar comes up to her chin. “It’s alright.”

Konoha looks down to avoid eye contact, trying to find a way to diffuse the slight stagnation in the air, but his eyes only land on the plush of her bare thighs. He could feel his ears turning red when he saw how her shorts dug into her thighs a little, creating a divot, and then the rest of her thigh seemed even more thick.

“I heard that there’s supposed to be really bright stars tonight.” He offered, turning on his heels to exit the gym. She followed him closely.

When he stopped in the center of the field next to the gym, she rammed into his back, getting bounced backwards a little. He caught her by the arm, tugging her upright.

“Woah there, I don’t want you falling for me quite yet, I haven’t even shown you my best qualities.” He snorted slightly.

She buried her face in her jacket, he could see her furrowing her eyebrows in an abashed way. The butterflies in his stomach would not stop fluttering. The little sister comparison stopped right in that moment, as she gave him a shy downturned smile.

It couldn’t have been later than midnight at most, but the way that he kept dozing slightly and opening his mouth to fix the air pressure around his head let him know that he was staying up much longer than he should’ve.

But how could he not, when she was looking up at the sky with admiration.

He pointed to the stars that represented Orihime and Hikoboshi. Everyone knew the story of the two star crossed lovers, a princess and her cow-herder. They had been so in love that they failed to tend to their duties, so her father had separated the couple. They could only reunite every year on July 7th, when the magpies created a bridge for the couple over the milky way.

That night, that they sat together under the stars, had been July 7th.

“I can’t see them.” He could hear the way she was making a frowning face, upset at not being able to see what he could see.

“Here, let me help.” He scooted closer to her, the length of their sides against one another, as he lifted her hand and tried to point out the star Vega, for Orihime. When he was satisfied that she was pointing right at the star he checked in with her, “Do you see her?”

Her soft no comes from much too close to his face. In Konoha’s excitement, he had brought his head closer to hers, trying to replicate what she would be seeing as best as possible. They were almost cheek to cheek.

He pulled away slightly, just enough for some space to exist between them.

“I only see you.” She breathed out.

Konoha choked.

He immediately stood up.

“We have matches tomorrow, I have to get back to bed.”

She got up to her feet, nodding to Konoha’s words.

The last of camp, after all the games were played, and the barbeque devoured by rowdy teenagers.

She was helping to put away bags and other miscellaneous supplies into Nekoma’s bus. And Konoha was leaning against the bus that would take Fukurodani back to their school. Akaashi had shoved his duffel bag into the compartment under the bus and walked to Konoha.

“Kuroo told me that she’ll be their manager for the rest of the season, so she’ll be at Nationals, if Nekoma makes it.”

“Nekoma will make it.” Konoha stated it with finality. Akaashi could see how Konoha was staring at the way she was struggling to lift a heavier bag.

“You know you can go and help her right?” Akaashi inspected his fingernails, suppressing a grin.

Konoha reached into his backpack, ripping a piece of paper from his notebook and scrawling out his phone number. He passed his bag to Akaashi and tucked the slip of paper into his pocket.

She was trying to hoist the bag with her arms, leaning really far backwards. Konoha grabbed the handles of the bag from her and tossed the bag into the bus. She smiled and thanked him.

“Fukurodani’s bus leaves in another hour or so, when are you supposed to head out?” Konoha leant on his shoulder against Nekoma’s bus.

“In around thirty minutes.”

So he asked her what she was going to do over the next few days, and she talked.

She had gotten through around fifteen minutes of talking and was in her zone, completely engrossed in following the rabbit hole of her own mind. Konoha’s hand was sweaty, as he tried to think of just the right pocket in her black backpack to slip his number into.

Eventually, Coach Nekomata told the team to gather around and she bowed to Konoha, saying her goodbye to him.

He just grabbed her by the loop at the top of the bag, rushing to put the paper into the main section of the backpack. She tried to walk forward but was tugged into staying in place with Konoha’s grip.

“Uh, yes?”

“Get home safely.” Konoha beamed, “Alright?”

“Alrighty.” She tilted her head back and forth, twisting her shoulders in a content giddiness.

He moved his head up to the sky and tightened his face, “So cute.”

She wiggled a little, and he released her bag. She asked, “What was that?”

“Nothing.”

“Okie dokie.” She held onto the straps of her backpack, shifting it around to be comfortable on her back.

She walked over to her team, letting Coach Nekomata pat her head a little bit.

Konoha rubbed his face, climbing into his bus and slumping into his seat. Bokuto got into the seat in front of him, but turned around and put his chin on the top of the chair to face Konoha.

“What’s with the sour attitude, Mr. Jack of All Trades?” Bokuto made a face of intense focus, intent on Konoha’s potential answer.

Akaashi put a hand on Bokuto’s shoulder, giving the answer Konoha couldn’t articulate, “He’s fallen for Nekoma’s first year manager.”

Konoha stood up, not realizing he had put his seatbelt on, so he got rope burn around his neck as the seatbelt prevented him from actually going anywhere, “She’s a first year student!?”

Akaashi laughed, grabbing onto his stomach. Bokuto’s jaw dropped.

“You’ve been hanging around her all week and you neglected to ask what year she was in Konoha-san?” Akaashi wiped tears of humor from his eyes.

Konoha groaned, pulling his legs onto the seat as he hugged them.

Bokuto looked at Akaashi, “Well he’s positively forlorn. Did I use that word right?”

Akaashi nodded.

Konoha helped her get onto the train, making sure she didn’t trip from the platform to the main portion of the train. The train was mostly empty, with a few people standing or sitting a fair distance apart.

They sat side by side and she opened the container of her melatonin, lifting the lid to her nose so she could smell the berry flavored medicine.

Konoha folded his arms, bringing one leg to rest over the other.

“You know, I was surprised when, after the camp, you didn’t contact me at all.” Konoha felt a little strange, asking about something from what he deemed as a long time ago.

“How would I have contacted you? Believe me I did want to keep in touch, but we never exchanged numbers.” Just smelling the melatonin had her a little bit sleepier.

“I, uh, I put my number into your bag. When everyone was getting ready to leave, I put a piece of paper into your black bag.” Konoha rubbed his arm, getting ready to accept that maybe he had been the only one to have developed a crush that week.

“Oh, I didn’t bring a backpack to the camp. It must have been someone else’s that I was wearing.”

Konoha slumped into the seat further.

She had finally made the connections in her brain.

“You liked me!”

“It was kind of hard not to.”

“And here I was, living my entire high school life thinking that I had been head over heels for someone who had never liked me back.” She said simply.

“Had been? As in, no longer?”

She pursed her lips a little, tapping her chin.

“There’s something about the phrase ‘had been’. It carries a sense of loss, it carries with it a feeling of belonging. Like what had been was extremely personal.”

“You make no sense sometimes.” Konoha chuckles into his words.

“Maybe something better to say is, here I am. Living life wondering when we’d meet again.”

The train came to a halt, and he checked that this was the stop they would get off on. She tucked her bottle of drugs into her hoodie pocket. The street was entirely empty, and the street lights flickered a little from time to time.

“So, you want to go into pharmaceuticals?”

“Yeah, it’s a decently lucrative business, comfortable enough to live life with some extra money for this and that.”

They stood under the flickering street lamp, Konoha digging the toe of his foot into the concrete ground.

She felt a little bit like the world had frozen in time. Here he was, after two years, drawn to her yet again. She hummed for a moment. Then make a request for Konoha.

“Wait for me.”

Konoha lifted his head to make eye contact with her. Tilting his head a little, he made a look that could only be defined as inquisitive.

She really did love him. Call it instantaneous love, her crush that she had held onto for much longer than necessary, but she felt something for this sandy-haired drug dealer of hers. The way his light brown eyes almost seemed like a rushing sand dune in the right lack of light. Or the way that he had subconsciously reduced their distance from their walk, train ride, to now standing inches apart.

What kind of a person was he to show kindness to an annoying first year, taking her under his wing for an entire week. Solving emotional worries, relieving anxieties of where to sit or who to talk to, making her feel at home in a place that had decidedly rejected her before it even got to know her.

Maybe he could be her guide to accomplishing her dreams. The kind of dreams where a person falls in love and then magically, as if almost impossibly, stays in love. Konoha could be that for her. She just needed him to give her that opportunity.

“Wait for me, one more year, once I graduate. Let’s date.” She grabs his hand, and he lets her. She clears her throat a little, “Let’s give love a shot?”

“I think I’d like that a lot. It’s a deal.”

Dreams aren’t reality. Because sometimes reality is better than a dream.

She was chewing away at a piece of literature, trying to dissect Freud’s The Interpretation of Dreams novel for her Sleep Science class. Becoming a Sleep Scientist wouldn’t do much for her own horrible sleep schedule if she wanted to make it through her Doctorate successfully. Despite Konoha telling her that sleeping was important for her well-being, she had the tendency to ignore what he said sometimes- it would only be one more all-nighter anyway.

He’s asleep in their bed, nuzzled into her pillow and not his own. He’s wearing one of her hoodies to bed, her favorite one from high school that had been two sizes too big.

The beige highlighter reminds her of Konoha, and she has to rip her eyes away from him to get back to her book.

Work at the pharmaceutical company had been long, especially with the rolling out of their new drug the past few weeks. Konoha was the head of the project and needed to be at work almost twice as much, even though he felt bad leaving her alone in their apartment for long intervals of time. He always brought home bagels and an apology disc, of a movie she had been wanting to watch, for her to add to her collection of physical copies of movie CDs.

Their shared shelving system was an agglomeration, her DVDs and books on one side of the shelf, and then his photos, astrology novels and miniature telescopes on the other side.

When she accidentally dropped the highlighter onto the floor, Konoha’s head shot up. It was a mess of dirty blond hair from sleeping.

“Aki, go back to sleep.” She coaxed.

“No, it’s cold when you’re not here.” He turned around and opened his arms to put emphasis on his point. “I’m basically a snowman right now.”

She closed her book, tucking the bookmark in. Slinking her way from the desk to the bed, only to slump into his arms and hug him tightly.

“Much better.” He slides over to his side so she can lay out on the bed more comfortably, and she brings her legs to lay on the bed. “I’m all warm now, thanks to you.”

Sometimes a dream is just a girl with the boy who made her feel seen.

Other times a dream is a boy who finally finds someone to let him feel a little more happy everyday.

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hikari-writes · 2 years ago

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character: konoha akinori [haikyuu!!]

warning: none, just konoha comforting stressed out reader, comfort fluff

words: 1.7k

a/n: yes i am shamelessly promoting my "konoha akinori as the best housemate ever" agenda join my cult 🧍🧍🧍this is for @sugardaddyreo 's "The Home Collab" !!! i literally screamed when i saw the masterlist for this collab i cant believe i got a perfect opportunity to write abt roomie konoha my beloved aojdiwjdie so thank u so much for hosting!!! 🙏🙏 sorry this took a long time 😭😭but thanks to u i had lots of fun making it <3333 if im gonna be honest- i definitely ddint expect itd be this long ---

You didn't talk much with Konoha Akinori. Not that you didn't want to, but it's more because of your clashing schedules. It's weird, considering the fact that you both share the same house, yet you can count with only two hands the number of times you have spoken to him.

Komi had been the one to introduce you to Konoha during your search for a house.

"He could use a roommate or two to divide the house rent with," your friend grinned and you considered that it's not such a bad option. You had never met this Konoha guy before but if he's a best friend of Komi, you figured that he's gotta be a pretty decent person.

And you were right. Well, sort of. You just assumed he was since you never had much interaction with him in the first place, even after 3 months of living together. You hate to admit it, but even after such a long time had passed, you barely knew anything about him besides his name. To say you two regarded each other as ghosts in your own house would sound like an overstatement, but it's sort of true.

With all that said, why was that Konoha Akinori holding your head against his chest, letting it rest there, while gently patting your back?

Let me take you back to a few hours prior to this.

That week had been awful for you. Extremely awful. All you wanted to do after leaving your workplace was to curl up in your bed, and probably cry yourself to sleep. That’s all. But even dragging your body to your bedroom was too much of a work, so instead you settled on lying down on the living room sofa. Did you care that your housemate’s probably gonna see you in your miserable state out in the open? No, rather, you’d thought that he’s going to pretend like he didn’t see it. After all, it’s not as if you guys were close enough for him to inquire about your wellbeing.

You heard the creaking noise of your shared apartment’s door opening. Your face still buried deep into the sofa cushion, you ignored it. ‘He’s home much earlier today,’ you thought to yourself. As expected, you didn’t hear anything afterwards, and you assumed he’d made his way into his bedroom. But when you felt a presence sitting down beside the sofa, you came to the realisation that maybe your assumption had been wrong after all.

A few seconds passed by with no words exchanged between you two. It made you think that maybe you were just imagining things and Konoha wasn’t really there besides you. Not too long after that however, he spoke up.

“Hey…are you alright?”

You could’ve just said yes and let him leave. You could’ve just made up an excuse on the spot, it’s really not that hard. Why would you need to confide in him when he’s just a stranger you’re sharing your living space with? But as soon as he asked that, a million different emotions washed over you in an instant. It’s a simple, and not to mention an overused question, but maybe that’s just what you needed at the moment. You couldn’t help the sob that escaped you. He wrapped his arms around your shaking figure, silently comforting you. At that moment, your soft weeping was the only thing echoing throughout the room.

And so, that was what led you to this point. He allowed your head to rest comfortably on his chest while he listened to whatever your problems had been. He was a good listener, and even offered encouraging words to help lift up your spirit. You never expected that, and you must admit that you were impressed.

“Oh right, I almost forgot,” Konoha gently rose up from his seat after he was done talking, and it took all of your willpower to not stop him from leaving your side. Your eyes curiously followed him to the kitchen. He took out a tub of ice cream from the fridge, one that just happened to be your favourite flavour. After he took a couple of spoons from the cupboard, he made his way back to the living room where you were with a grin.

“Thought this might help. It’s your favourite, right?”

You simply blinked at him, stunned.

“How did you know that?”

“We’ve lived in the same apartment for months now, I think I would at least be able to notice this much,” his reply was nonchalant, but it made you feel a bit guilty since you never noticed anything about him. ‘Maybe he’s just really observant…or I’m the one who’s too ignorant of my own surroundings,’ you silently concluded.

You took a spoonful of the ice cream, followed by Konoha, and could feel your heart lightening up just a little at the coolness of the dessert. Konoha began to reach for the tv remote and switched it on, going through a selection of shows that you both could enjoy together. You turned to him when a question popped up in your mind.

“I’ve never seen this one in the fridge before. Did you just buy it?”

He looked surprised by that question, and it took him a moment to reply to it. He coughed once, as if he’s trying to cover up his increasingly red cheeks.

“Well…yeah. Uh…It’s just…I noticed that this week you looked extremely tired. I thought that maybe buying you your favourite ice cream could help make you feel better so… I picked it up on my way home just now.”

He looked away, embarrassed at his own confession. Either he’s really observant, just as you’d concluded earlier, or your fatigue and stress were that visible. Either way, you felt your heart swelled at his thoughtfulness. You choked back another sob before softly whispering a thank you. You weren’t sure whether he heard that or not, but from the corner of your eyes, you could see him turning his face back towards you and his hands softly placed atop your head.

A few more minutes passed by, and you could feel yourself calming down from the earlier outburst. With the ice cream tub in your hand and shoulder leaned against Konoha’s, you both continued to watch the show on the tv in silence, minus the occasional funny commentary you both gave towards the characters in the show.

Despite the energy it took off of you for all that crying, your eyes didn’t feel quite sleepy yet. There was still something on your mind. You glanced at Konoha. He didn’t look like he’s about to fall asleep anytime soon either.

“Hey, Konoha?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m..sorry.”

He looked at you with a puzzled look, so you continued.

“For burdening you with my problems even though we’ve barely even talked before. And speaking of that, I’m sorry for not trying harder to close the gap between us….even though we’re supposed to be housemates and all.”

Konoha looked contemplative for a moment before giving you a playful grin.

“If that’s the case, why don’t we start over then,” he replied with an outstretched hand.

“The name’s Konoha Akinori. I'm 24 years old and I work as an employee at a pharmaceutical company. I’ll be in your care from now on, roomie.”

You had to process his words for a moment before taking his outstretched hand in yours, shaking it.

“Same here…roomie.”

Your reply came with a grateful smile that graced your lips. It was the first time he’d seen that bright of a smile from you. He could feel the heavy weight in his chest lightening up. He'd been worried for you ever since he first noticed how distressed you were. Now that he finally saw the genuine smile on your face, he felt relief washed over his entire body and he found himself smiling alongside you.

"If anything ever gets too much for you, well…just know that I'm always here to help. Don’t shoulder them all by yourself.”

He ruffled your hair, messing it up even more than it already was, before standing up from the sofa.

“You should go to bed. It’s late already,” he suggested, eyes still on you. You were about to nod at his suggestion when he grinned cheekily.

“Or if you’re having trouble sleeping, I can help lull you to sleep.”

‘...this little shit.’

You narrowed your eyes at him and racked your brain to come up with a snarky comeback. You stopped yourself when you came to a sudden conclusion.

“Sure.”

“What?”

“I’d love for you to sing me a lullaby. I do wonder what kind of angelic voice you have.”

It was your turn to tease him and his eyebrows squeezed together into a frown. He turned his face away from you, but you could still see his slightly red ears. You then made your way into your bedroom, with Konoha silently following behind you.

It’s funny now that you think about it. Just a few months ago, you were struggling to hold a proper conversation with him. But now, after properly talking to him for the first time for only a couple hours, you could easily tease each other like you’ve known each other your whole life. Talking with Konoha wasn't as stifling as you had feared. The reason you were able to talk to him so casually was also thanks to him making the flow of the conversation so natural. At that moment, you genuinely admired your housemate as the man that he is.

You climbed up onto your bed while Konoha took a nearby chair in your room and placed it at your bedside.

“So you’re actually going to sing me a lullaby?”

“Shaddup.”

He gently slapped a hand on your face, covering your eyes, before heaving a sigh and started singing. It was a gentle tune, and paired with his voice, it didn’t take you long to fall into a deep slumber.

Once he saw your steady breathing, he stopped and took his hand off of your face. With his chin resting on his palm, he stared absentmindedly at your sleeping figure.

‘Did I just earn myself a housemate or a kid to babysit?’ He wondered to himself, gently scoffing at his own question. Right before he walked himself out of your room, he turned his head one last time and smiled.

“Sweet dreams, y/n.”

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itsnotira · 5 months ago

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Fukurodani Academy:🦉

My Lovecore Playlist My Paradise~ Ask Box Masterlist

HQ!! Fukurodani, but Make it...

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Third Years

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toomanygoldfish · 1 year ago

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cat or dog?

now from Fukurodani!

Akinori Konoha

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hidden-otaku-stuff · 2 years ago

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Lockscreens Supplement: Soul Sisters

AN: Someone mentioned how much they love the relationship between Aya and (Name), and I decided that I wanted to drop this cute one-shot featuring their friendship and some romance ;) Also! I am in the process of re-editing (catch my edits on ao3 @ hidden_otaku_stuff), so for all intents and purposes, this is now canon

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader, Konoha Akinori x Aya Nakamura (OC)

Word count: 2.4k

Masterlist

supplement: Soul Sisters

“Are you ready?”

Kuroo eyed Konoha, snorting. “Are you asking because you’re nervous?”

Konoha scowled, shoving Kuroo in the shoulder. “NO! I’m not the one getting married tomorrow.”

The retired captain chuckled, shaking his head. “Why wouldn’t I be ready? I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.” He narrowed his hazel eyes mischievously. “If anything, you have more reason to be nervous than I do.”

Konoha opened his mouth to retort only to sigh with a slight shake of his head. “You aren’t wrong there,” he grumbled. He fiddled with something in his pocket. “Do you think she’ll say yes?”

The two males were in the process of slipping gold ribbons over the white seat covers in preparation for the ceremony the next afternoon. Kuroo paused, his fingers twiddling with the ribbon.

“What is there to be nervous about?”

Konoha rolled his eyes, sitting back on his legs as he faced Kuroo fully. “Not all of us have the luxury of marrying our childhood sweetheart, Tetsurou.”

The corner of Kuroo’s lip twitched. “I didn’t think I’d have the privilege of doing so either.” He muttered.

Konoha paused, his thoughts abruptly muting as he examined the expression on Kuroo’s face. There was a deep-rooted sorrow in his eyes, a haze of ghosts in the shadows washed over his features.

Konoha opened his mouth to say something only for Kuroo to shake his head and clear his throat, turning slightly as he pretended to raise his hands over his head in a stretch. Konoha pretended not to see the silver drops that Kuroo had wiped away in that inconspicuous movement.

“C’mon, let’s finish setting up. We’re almost out of time,” Konoha said, clearing his throat and refocusing his attention to give Kuroo more privacy.

*****

(Name) and Aya giggled as the duo sat at the kitchen table, pouring over the itinerary for the next day. As (Name) and Kuroo were at the courthouse getting their paperwork sorted, Aya would be in charge of ensuring the rest of the house turned into an elegant venue. In the morning, the rest of the wedding party would be arriving to help with this endeavor.

Tonight, Aya and (Name) will be sleeping in the master bedroom and Kuroo and Konoha will sleep in his former bedroom.

Or so Aya thinks.

“Let’s go check on the boys,” (Name) suggested, glancing at the clock. “It’s getting late.”

Aya glanced up, nodding.

The happy couple had an early wake-up.

Aya pulled on a shawl, helping (Name) drape her own over her shoulders. The two headed out to the backyard, with the pregnant woman taking her time and carefully pulling out her cellphone to record.

As Aya stepped into the backyard, lanterns adorned the path down the aisle towards the floral arch. Golden fairy lights draped the lines that connected them, connecting directly to the dozens of golden fairy lights that were interwoven into the arch, twinkling and sparkling at Aya.

At the end of the aisle stood Konoha who was wearing a well-tailored black suit. His hands folded neatly in front of him as he grinned at her.

Konoha’s eyes widened at the sight of Aya, swallowing as she stared at him, dumbfounded.

“Aki? Why are you dressed up right now?”

Konoha raised an eyebrow at her, lowering his chin and staring right back at her. “Why do you think, love? C’mere.”

As Aya’s footsteps quickened, soft instrumental music swelled in the background, hundreds of bubbles shooting over their heads and drizzling down over the happy couple. A soft pink laser shone on the bubbles, giving them a baby pink glow that also sparkled from the golden fairy lights.

“Are you serious? Right now?” Aya asked, standing in front of Konoha and holding onto his arms.

“Do you think I would be here if I wasn’t?” Konoha asked, gently pulling a hand out of her grasp to cup her face. His eyes flit to the already engaged couple. “‘Sides, it was (Name)’s suggestion.”

Aya’s lip quivered as Konoha cleared his throat, kneeling down and holding Aya’s hands in his.

“Aya Nakamura, it was absolute luck that we happened to be at the same healthcare conference. Every day, I wake up and I can’t imagine a life without you. From the eternal traces of your hair in my laundry, to the endless snacks that you never finish, to all of the hair ties that I somehow find everywhere, I hope to spend each and every day with you for the rest of my days.”

He pulls a ring out of his pocket, opening it for her to see.

“I will always be there to catch you when you fall, to pick you up and support you whenever you need help whether you ask for it or not. I promise to spend each day of my life to build a better future for us both. Will you please be a part of my ‘always’ and marry me?”

“Aki,” Aya whimpered, tears streaming down. “Of course!”

The couple embrace, Konoha sliding the ring onto her finger and pulling her into a searing kiss.

(Name) and Kuroo cheered, coming closer. Kuroo had a picnic basket in hand and (Name) was holding a picnic blanket. The couple step apart, beaming and embracing their friends.

As Konoha and Kuroo pulled a table out, setting up the basket and decorating it as Aya pulled (Name) into a hug. “Thank you so much,” Aya whispered.

“Anything for you, hon.” (Name) rubbed her back affectionately, pulling away from the hug.

Aya looked at (Name), tears shining in her eyes as she sniffled. “Thank you so much for planning this for us. I know tomorrow is your big day, and it means the world to me that you and Kuroo helped Konoha plan this.”

(Name) cooed, throwing her arms around her best friend and nuzzling into her shoulder. “You’ve been there for me for so long, and you helped Kuroo plan his proposal. I think it was only right of us to help him with yours.” She nudged the girl, a cheeky grin on her face. “Besides, I can totally pretend like I didn’t know about it tomorrow if you’d like.”

Aya giggled, swiping the traitorous tear that escaped her. “I’d like that a lot.”

(Name) hugged her once more, before shooing her to rejoin Konoha. Konoha and Kuroo were loudly chatting about something as Konoha opened the bottle of sparkling apple cider.

As Aya rejoined her now-fiance, she couldn’t help but look back at (Name).

Kuroo was escorting her back into the house, winking at the couple as he turned off the kitchen lights to give the couple privacy.

When (Name) had joined the company, Aya never imagined that it would have gone as well as this. She didn’t think that (Name) would become her best friend nor that she would be the Maid of Honor for this beautiful ceremony. If anything, she was just hoping for a coworker to get drinks with after work or get the occasional brunch on the weekends.

And now, she was grateful to have (Name) be a part of such an important part of her life.

Aya beamed at her best friend, blowing her a kiss before snuggling into Konoha, taking the glass of sparkling cider. The couple enjoy the rest of the evening outside, enjoying the dessert that (Name) had made and the dinner that Konoha had made.

*****

The next morning, Aya was startled awake by a wave of nausea. As she ran down the hall at 6 in the morning, she threw the door open and violently upheaved into the toilet.

Footsteps echoed behind her as (Name)’s startled voice called out Aya’s name. “Are you alright?” (Name) asked, rushing in and pulling Aya’s hair out of her face.

Aya frowned, wiping her chin with toilet paper. She grimaced as another wave washed over her. “I think Aki didn’t cook the food very well.”

(Name) frowned slightly, looking her friend carefully up and down. She had watched and helped Konoha prepare the meal, she didn’t think it was that.

“When was your last period?”

“My period?” Aya laughed. “You don’t think I’m pregnant, do you?” Aya laughed louder, her mind racing.

It had been…a month already.

When was the last time they had sex….Aya’s eyes widened.

(Name) rubbed Aya on the back, standing slightly to open the medicine cabinet and pulling out a test. “Do you want to take a test?”

Aya swallowed, nodding.

“Do you want me in the room or do you want some privacy?”

“Stay, please.” Aya mumbled. “But, can you look away?”

“Sure thing.”

(Name) turned her back to Aya, standing in the furthest corner from her as Aya took the pregnancy test. After Aya gave her the all-clear, she turned around and sat on the edge of the bath-tub.

Aya had flushed the toilet, flipping down the toilet seat lid and sitting atop of it. Aya held the test in one hand, her legs crossed as she waited for the timer to tick down. Her eyes flicked from her phone screen to her pregnant friend.

“So…do you have any baby names in mind?”

(Name) smiled, nodding. “Well, if it was a girl, I’ve always liked the idea of Aiko as a name.”

“Aiko?”

“Mmhm. It means ‘little loved one’.”

Aya’s eyes widened. “That’s so beautiful.” Aya nursed her bottom lip. There was still too much time left on the clock. Her mind was racing with so many things.

“Y’know, I always wanted to be a mom.” Aya blurted out, mouth slamming shut immediately after.

(Name)’s eyes carefully watched Aya as she shook slightly. Aya took a reassuring breath.

“My family is pretty small,” Aya admitted. “My parents didn’t have many siblings and so it’s just kinda me. I’ve always envied people with large families and wanted to be a part of a family.” She smiled, a hand settling on her stomach slightly.

Her eyes raised to (Name). “(Name). You have already given me much more than I could ever ask you, but if you happen to have a boy, and I happen to have a girl, may I please use the name ‘Aiko’? You will most definitely be the godmother to my child regardless of gender and regardless of name and I hold absolutely no ill feelings towards you regardless of your decision.”

(Name)’s face softened. “Oh Aya, of course. If that’s how life plays out, you most certainly can.”

The timer chimed.

The two looked down at the test.

“Positive.” Aya whispered. “I’m really pregnant.”

*****

“Hey! Thank you so much for being here,” Kuroo grinned, shaking hands with Masa, their photographer. “Listen, I have a favour to ask.”

“Hello, Kuroo-san.” Masa grinned. “Did you have a specific shot that you and the Mrs. wanted?”

“Erm, nothing like that.” Kuroo looks around before leaning in towards Masa, lowering his voice. “One of my groomsmen actually proposed to the maid of honour last night. I was wondering, would you be able to take some photos of them together?”

“Oh!”

“I’ll pay for the difference, but I know it’d mean the world to them as well as my wife if you could do this for us.”

Masa nodded his head slowly, waving his hand. “Don’t worry about it Kuroo-san. I can most definitely take care of that for you.”

He looked to (Name) who was holding Aya’s hands as they talked about something.

“Is that the Maid of Honour with your wife, Kuroo-san?”

“Yes, that’s her, Nakamura Aya. Her fiance is my groomsman, Konoha Akinori.”

Masa nods again, remembering the two from the photos he had taken of the bridal party.

He gave Kuroo a thumbs up before heading to (Name) and Aya. After a few words exchanged, Aya squealed, throwing her arms around (Name) as she fervently nodded to Masa. (Name)'s saccharine smile grew wider as Kuroo joined her, a hand slipping down to her waist as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Oh Tetsu, she looks so happy,” (Name) whispered fondly as Aya dragged Masa by the elbow to Konoha.

After Aya explained what was going on, Konoha’s eyes met the couple, giving the duo an almost awestruck nod. It’s clear that he didn’t think he would be getting so much love and attention from the couple on their day.

Kuroo chuckled, bringing (Name) closer to him. “I can’t wait to see how the pictures turn out.”

As they turned to head back into the house to continue their rounds, Aya tore across the clearing and grabbed her arm. “Oh no you don’t, missy~!”

“Huh?” (Name) yelped, stumbling back slightly.

“You and Tetsurou have to take at least one picture with us! After all, you helped Aki propose!”

(Name) tried to wave her off, shaking her head only for Aya to tug insistently.

“Oi, don’t manhandle my wife!” Kuroo interjected, tightening his grip on (Name)’s waist. Sharp hazel eyes met striking blue as the two counterparts of (Name) stared one another down.

Konoha sighed, pinching his nose. “Aya, baby, I’m sure they’ll take photos with us. Just don’t be dragging the very pregnant bride around, okay?”

Aya huffed, giving Kuroo a sheepish smile. “Sorry Tetsurou. I’m just so excited to start this new chapter in my life, and to have my best friend in my life.”

Kuroo patted Aya’s head to her chagrin, offering her a cheeky grin. “No worries, jigglypuff. Now, let’s take the photos before we have an angry mob chasing after you for hogging us, shall we?”

The two couples headed to Maso, posing under his guidance for several group photos, silly photos of girls only or boys only, boys and girls doing separate poses.

The two women held out their hands to show off their rings.

“Y’know, now might be a good time to tell everyone,” (Name) suggested under the breath, glancing over at her. “Especially since your maternity leave will be so soon after mine.”

Aya glanced over to the house, spying Makoto and Kayda through the glass. They were taking candids of them talking. The boys were on their other side, also having a conversation that sounded to be about volleyball.

Aya chuckled, scratching the back of her neck. “You’re probably right. I know I was slacking a bit since I knew you’d be back to work soon,” Aya admitted awkwardly.

(Name) shook her head, sighing with a smile as she took Aya’s hands in hers. “You truly are my soul sister, miss,” she murmured fondly.

“My other half,” Aya whispered, pulling her into a hug.

Fun facts

💟 (Name) had ambushed Konoha with the idea of using her house as the venue of the proposal. She was so grateful to him and to Aya for making hers and Kuroo’s lives so much easier that she would do anything for the woman

💟 Aya and Konoha had gone shopping for rings together, but with their responsibilities with (Name) and Kuroo’s weddings, she figured he would propose afterwards.

💟 When she came outside and saw Konoha dressed up, her immediate thought was that Konoha was being extremely rude but once she realised what was going on, she felt like she got the big sister that she had always dreamed of having

💟 Kuroo was elated for Konoha, the two males were often going out for drinks while the girls hang out at the house

💟 Konoha and Aya had been sent to the same healthcare conference, Aya to promote her clinic and Konoha to promote newly acquired pharmaceuticals for his company. He had checked her out during the opening ceremony and was trying to figure out a way to ‘naturally’ approach her when she approached him first and told him that he was handsome and asking him if he wanted to explore the conference together

💟 Kuroo affectionately calls Aya “Jigglypuff” because they were hosting a game night while having the original Pokemon series playing in the background, and Aya was throwing a tantrum at about someone cheating but it was discovered she was also cheating, and Jigglypuff also happened to have a tantrum at the same time so Kuroo used it to tease her. It did not end well at that moment, but Aya and Kuroo have settled into a great sibling-like relationship since

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