Take me back!
Why is he at your door after he broke up with you just a week ago?
Chifuyu x gn!reader
<Christmas showdown aftermath, fluff, 700+ W.C>
Had a strong feminine urge to write sm fuyu fic sorry guys LOLOL. Not beta read, but then again, is it ever?
Mentions of the nickname 'angel' if that's important.
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Your ex boyfriend is at your door, with messy hair and frazzled eyes. His bangs stick to his forehead with sweat and his sweater is stained unflatteringly at the pits. Bleeding cuts and mud splotches splatter across him, and there are bruises on his (beautiful) face. But when are there ever not?
He’s panting, holding up a hand through breaths and gasps, trying to speak but nothing more than coughs come out.
“Rough night?” You say, amused. Knowing him for as long as you had, his heavily winded state and beaten up form could be due to a myriad of different things.
“Shut up-“ he wheezes out, managing little else. Chifuyu’s hands fall to his knees as he collapses to the foot of your doorstep.
You bend down to meet him, putting a patting hand on his back. Ex-boyfriend or not, he was still your friend. Chifuyu breathes in gasps and gasps of cold, painful air. "Fighting on Christmas? Tsk tsk Matsuno-"
"Don't call me that-" He says, not looking you in the eyes.
You sigh under your breath, "Huh?"
"It's Chifuyu- Why is it suddenly Matsuno- h-huh?!" His voice is still shaky as his throat burns with cold. "Even before- I- w-we-"
"What's this about, Matsuno?" You push away his bangs from his eyes with a frown.
“Takemitchy’s gotten back with Hina…” He says with a whisper.
“Oh? Congratulations to them I guess. But I don’t really see what that has to do-” Chifuyu grabs your face suddenly, squishing your cheeks together and bringing your forehead to his. “Wait- Ow- Matsu-”
His body heat is so warm compared to the snowy weather outside. His breath fans against your nose as you shakily mumble out confusion and questions. Chifuyu’s eyes close tightly as he holds you close, basking in your touch and presence. His breathing settles to a calm pace, meanwhile you grow all the more flustered at his surprise actions.
“Take me back, please,” Chifuyu's voice is smooth, quiet, and if all of your attention wasn’t on him right now you wouldn’t have heard what he just said.
“Huh?! Matsu-”
He kneads your cheeks with his thumbs, “I told you- it’s Chifuyu.”
“Still- you can’t expect me to just accept this so easily! In case you forgot,” you take one of his hands into your own, “You broke up with me.”
“I know- I know I did…” His voice waves with hesitation, lined with regret and guilt from actions past. “But I was stupid. And seeing Takemitchy admit it too made me realize how dumb I was for wanting to break up just to keep you out of all this shit…”
“That’s the reason you broke up with me?!” Your voice rises in anger, and you hold his hand tighter. “You-”
“Please, angel?” The nickname that slips past his lips makes you stop your words. “I’m sorry. I love you. I’ll never do that to you again.”
“You…” Your voice wavers, and you can’t tell if the shakiness comes from overwhelming happiness or underlying hesitation.
"Please?" A hopeful tone laces his words.
Lifting back your head from his, Chifuyu’s eyes widen as he braces for the worst. “You’re so stupid!” Your foreheads collide as he lets out a loud whine.
“Ow! y/n you see I’m injured- what the hell…” He hisses at the contact yet leans into you more, chin falling onto your shoulder with little fanfare.
“Here’s what’s gonna happen, alright?” You point a finger at his chest and he lets out a questioning hm at the action. “You’re gonna take me out tomorrow to make up for all of this. No fights, no Takemichi, just us.”
A grin spreads on Chifuyu's face and he tackles you in a hug. Laughter echoes through the air as the two of you fall backwards into your home. “That was always the plan, angel,” he says as he hovers above you. A hand goes to caress your face, brushing a finger just below your eye. “Does this mean I’m Chifuyu again?”
You laugh in reply, a wonderful sound that spreads throughout the room. “You always were,” somehow, his smile grows wider and he leans down, placing a kiss on your forehead with a chuckle.
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Originally wrote this to be a Mishima fic but changed my mind remembering there's a new ep today FDSKFKA. I love my boy he's so heuewhfwnnffnawfw eaifwajijewfawaeewmef
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what if like the seijoh four was like in the same scenario as the karasuno third years, but maybe this a bit fluffier but still smutty?
I have started writing on them, however i just did not know how to go on w the plot tbh hm.
But w seijohs four, well, to me theyre def not fluffier, theyre less bitchy, more teasing? Especially w matsuhana
Oikawa would definitely play w u a lot, messing your head, teasing your body, making u feel confused on what his intentions w u were when he would flutter u w affections until the next day he ignored u like u didnt exist
Matsuhana were more or less the same, matsu liking to stare at you, creeping you tf out while hana were more of a hands-on guy, teaching you how to play volley while groping you and you were confused on how to react, they were your senpais, he was technically adjusting your position, poor you stuck in a limbo whether to just leave the club or suffer through their relentless touch
Iwaizumi made you chose the latter, always there to watch over you, making sure the other three wouldnt go as far, almost as your rock in the volleyball club but there was something lingering behind his doings, some intention that you couldnt quite grasp bc why else would he do all of this just for a mere first year.
You'd get your answer later when your body was almost bent in half, your upper back laying on the floor, your neck straining to gag on hanas excited thrusts into your mouth and the arguing between oikawa and iwaizumi while both were fingering the fuck out of your loose hole as your bottom was in the air, your thighs held by matsu who was enjoying sucking on your leaking tip.
While in karasuno, the sex was almost non-con, submitting to them however for seijoh, it was just confusing and dubious, your heart in shambles, your head fuzzy and your dick just cant stop cumming.
You'd take it like a static toilet, quiet, only gasps and whines until oikawa had enough of the cold shoulder and he would ram the living daylights out of you in the storage room, the sex was frequent, but it was always the four of them versus you.
Hence, your hesitance to remove yourself from the situation because it was always them ganging up against you and there were times were iwaizumi would take your side, saying that they were going too far but it was just a ruse so he could put his cock in your hole, and he was the roughest one out of all four.
It didnt help that you only had two holes to help, until that one time they broke you, double stuffed while sucking and jerking off two cocks, you definitely puked, and had a nosebleed with how far they pushed your body.
You were definitely a victim to all of this, they didnt consider you a victim, you'd hope, that would mean they had preyed on you the second you joined the club, but you would never get your answer, the four third years brushing off your valid questions, telling you that they only consider you as an acquiantance until you had to get on your knees, your hair pulled and every single limb you had was tainted and used for cock.
Oh wow i went too far LMAOO mianhae, i think this would be similar to what i planned for the seijohs, so the official one i would be releasing later is just a longer ver. of this💜
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