#okumura koushuu x reader

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Notes- Why Him? Okumura

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Recovery date: October 12th, 2024

Description: Oh, how would it be to see an Okamura in love with Miyuki's stepbrother, release all the HC possible

Notes: Recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions.

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It’s less of a big deal for Miyuki then Okumura

We’ll say you’re a first year in Okumura’s class and you’re there because you tested in academically

The second he hears your last name he’s on guard

I feel like you and Miyuki are really close, after all your parent took care of you both the most

I also think you’ve only recently become step-brothers, like end of Miyuki’s first year

But your parent helped look out for him even before they got with Miyuki’s dad

You were friends as kids and that’s how your parents met

Now that the backstory is out of the way, Miyuki is totally the first to know

He lives with Okumura and heard him mumbling your name in his sleep

The boy was literally just dreaming about having lunch with you, not that Miyuki knew that

As soon as he heard your name leave the younger catcher’s mouth he was out the door

He’s not super protective of you, and Okumura doesn’t seem like a bad guy

But he’s watching over you

Then you start visiting him pretty regularly, and you keep looking at Okumura

And then you come over to his room to help Okumura study, he’s honestly a bit over dramatic when you say you aren’t there for him

Mochi and Zono laugh at him when he asks for advice

So he calls Ryou and Tetsu, and they aren’t much help either

Apparently “what do you do when your roommate who hates you is in love with your step-brother” is a funny question

Ryou announces that no one is good enough for his little brother, and Tetsu points out that Masashi only thinks about baseball

Miyuki wants to help you two get together, but also as Captain and competition for Okumura he’s not really sure he should

On Okumura’s end, he doesn’t even realize

It’s Seto who notices and is left to suffer in silence because he knows Okumura wants to focus on baseball

But Okumura always asks you for help in class when he’s confused, and Seto has been abandoned when pairing up for projects and group work

He’s happy for his friend, but also it’s killing him

So he vents to Kaoru

Look, the whole team finds out you like each other before you two realize

Except Sawamura, and we’ll get back to him in a minute

It gets to the point the team can’t look at you two without smiling and giggling

And Okumura thinks these people like you, which makes him self conscious

It’s a mess

You have to confess, and Miyuki’s the one to push you to do it because it kind of starts affecting Okumura

It’s not his place to meddle in wolf boys life, but it’s basically his right to meddle in yours

If you don’t confess, because you two understand the importance of baseball, he tells Sawamura about the situation

He wasn’t expecting Sawamura to openly confront Okumura, which he really should have seen coming

But Sawamura actually manages to hype him up enough that he decides to tell you

After walking way from Sawamura all grumpy, the pitcher thinks he failed and is ready to go talk to you instead

But when he goes to find you he find you and Okumura having lunch together, practically pressed into each other's sides

He reports back to Miyuki, and by the end of lunch everyone knows you and Okumura are dating

I’m torn because on one hand I think Miyuki would give Okumura a shovel talk

But on the other I don’t think he would for two reasons

The first being he doesn’t want to ruin the tentative relationship they already have 

Honestly Okumura is glad he doesn’t have to worry about Miyuki being petty if you two break up

The second is, it’s way funnier watching Okumura squirm as he anticipates it

Like, for a week straight, everytime Miyuki asks to talk to him he expects the “if you hurt him…” talk

But it’s always stuff like, thoughts on our pitchers? The batters we’re facing next?

And sometimes he actually gives Okumura advice about you, like your favorite snack

[daiseukiis]

╰ ⋆ ❝ 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 ! ❞ ଓ.° ╮

─꒱ being classmates with okumura koushuu is easy, but having to deliver papers to his dorm while having a crush on him and meeting his captain is another.

─꒱ FEAT. ⠀⠀⠀⠀okumura koushuu

⠀⠀⠀⠀“h-hi, is okumura there?” you regret accidentally stammering your words, eyes meeting amber hues ( which clearly wasn't the owner of the one you were looking for ). it took you lots of courage to even get here, especially since the dorms were reserved for the baseball players. the person that opened the door wore a surprised look, though only in a few seconds he gives you a reassuring smile.

“he went to grab water, should be back soon.” opening the door more widely, miyuki urges you, “come wait in here though. he’ll be back.” though hesitant at the offer, you nod your head and make your way into the dorm room. you clutch tightly onto the folder that you were there to deliver, in which miyuki deducted that you came to deliver for the younger catcher. "you're a classmate of okumura's?"

“y-yes!” you barely got the words out of your lips- you knew who was. you've heard from seto that okumura was roommates with the captain of the baseball team and you couldn't help but be intimidated by miyuki's status and seniority. your stiffness doesn't get pass the boy who stands by the entrance with the door wide open, he found it cute actually. he lets out an light chuckle, "relax, i'm not gonna bite."

you're not really sure if he means it or not, and miyuki can clearly see through you, which made it a bit awkward in the air. the grip on the folder you held to your chest got a little tighter, a move that barely helped to ease how tense you were. the sannen lets out a sigh, eyes looking out through the dorms to see his roommate walking back to the room and perks up at his appearance.

“oh, there you are.” miyuki calls the boy over, catching his attention whilst using his hand to direct him his way. okumura instantly takes an interest as to the sudden summons, picking up his pace over to the sannen to see what he wanted and leaving his two teammates behind. the older catcher gives him a signature smirk, moving side so okumura could see you inside. “your girlfriend’s here.”

“she’s not my girlfriend!” the boy instantly barks back at his captain, the pink dancing across his cheeks as the red at the tip of his ears were slightly visible under his blonde here. miyuki lets out a very satisfied laugh, getting the reaction wanted as he saw his aura emit from his body, the boy glaring daggers at him. “haha, how’d you even know who i was talking about you?”

“o-okumura! here’s t-the notes you missed the other day!” quickly you muster up the confidence to make your way to the door, quickly going outside and handing the folder to the catcher. you look down in a bow almost, hiding how red your face is when you were mistaken for his girlfriend- oh you'd wish it were true. okumura looks at you with wide eyes, taking the folder from your hands. "t-thanks, y/n..."

“sorry, i came earlier than e-expected." standing up properly your eyes scrambled to look anywhere but okumura's sterling hues due to embarrassment. the boy only shook his head at yours, taking note of the blush on you face. the crew that was behind the boy all had their mouths agape, clearly feeling the attraction the two of you had for each other.

"i-i made these for you," hands reach to your bag in a shaky movement, taking out the small bag of cookies you had made at home earlier. you bring it out for everyone to see, and clearly it shocks okumura even more as he takes your gift. smiling nervously at your own accomplishment you nod your head, "i h-hope you like them!"

you take small steps back, but your back bumps into the brunette third year, flinching when his hands go on your shoulders when you glance behind him, "careful there." your face turns a deeper red, your stomach drops due embarrassment. quickly nodding your head you spin on your heels and flee the scene. "see you in c-class!"

okumura watches your fleeting figure, ignoring the encouraging words he got from his fellow teammates; hell, he didn't even notice that seto had slumped his arm around his shoulders. the boy can't help but think about your flushed face and smile when he looks at the small bag of cookies you gifted him. his thoughts are only popped when he hears miyuki snicker.

"you sure y/n isn't your girlfriend?"

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minors do not interact | okumura koushuu x reader

event | masterlist

tags/cw: spooky sports entry, werewolf!koushuu, manipulation, toxic relationship, obsessive behavior, angst, kidnapping (of readers male friend), very vague context, no editing we die like neji. tell me if i missed something pls.

“where is he?” you asked, voice quivering as you looked your boyfriend in the eye. his ears laid back flat against his head, almost blending in with his blonde hair.

“gone,” koushuu said. not sure exactly what you’d expected when confronting the werewolf, but it wasn’t this. not that blunt carefree tone, as if he’s just commented on the weather. maybe that should have been expected, though.

“what do you mean gone?” you asked. your hands were already trembling. your friend had gone missing and when koushuu had let slip that he knew something. that he’d helped you by taking him off your hands. your blood had run cold.

“don’t worry about it.” your insides started twisting on themselves, at the way he dismissed it, like it was nothing. it wasn’t nothing. it wasn’t nothing. how could he— why didn’t he care? it. wasn’t. nothing.

“koushuu,” you said. harsh. accusatory. a warning, as the worry you’d carried for days rose like bile in your throat. “what did you do to him?”

“i said don’t worry about it. he won’t bother you anymore,” koushuu said, taking a step towards you. one that you matched backwards, nimbly keeping him out of your personal space. he looked at you, tilting his head to the side, ears falling slightly. hurt.

“that’s not the issue here,” you pointed out, still keeping your distance. your boyfriends droopy ears most often made you feel for him. made you want to go to him and comfort him. but this— this was too much. even as it seeped into the tight knot in your stomach. your chest. too much. your eyes were burning and your voice thick as lead. “he didn’t bother me. he’s my friend!”

“he made you cry.” your lower lip trembled. he did make you cry, but you’d made him cry first, and now you were never going to salvage that friendship again. you were never— the first tear slipped from your eye. koushuu’s eyes widened. the second tear followed and he moved in, hands extended toward you. “no. no, no, no. don’t— don’t do that. don’t cry. please. this isn’t what i wanted.” your own feet moved before you even considered, carrying you backward, keeping the distance, hands in front of you like a barrier.

“don’t— don’t touch me.” his ears twitched. tail swishing. a low whine sounded from the very back of his throat. you knew that sound. just like you knew the way his tail flicked and his ears dropped even further. you knew his mannerisms. but you’d never known he’d do something like this. he’s stopped his charge, staring at you with those big wet eyes. the change in his mannerism was stark. from not caring to the embodiment of heartbroken.

“please don’t do this.” the desperation in his voice ripped at your heart, making the tears flow harder. “okay. okay, alright. i’ll let him go. just— please don’t cry. don’t push me away.” let… let him go? you didn’t think before you moved. with your hands fisted in the front of his shirt, you stared back at him through the tears. let him go?

“he’s alive!?” your hands trembled. your voice trembled. hope. a little glimmer of hope pushing back against the tears.

“he’s alive,” he agreed. he was alive. your friend was alive. koushuu’s hands on your hips, fingers winding into the fabric of your shirt, clutching the fabric and pleaded. “you can’t push me away like this. please. i need you.”

“let him go,” you said. you needed to hear him say it again. needed him to promise you.

“stay with me,” he said instead, hands moving to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer.

“let him go,” you repeated, still holding his gaze as his arms tensed. scared that you’d disappear if he let up for even a moment.

“i’ll let him go. just— don’t leave me.” one hand moved into your hair, claws grazing your scalp as his pulled you against him.

“you can’t pull something like this again. promise me,” you said against his shirt, voice stern, but still tick from the tears.

“stay. i promise. just—” koushuu cradled you like you were the most precious thing to him. like he never wanted to let you go. maybe you should have been been disturbed by the way he hadn’t cared about removing your friend at all. but right now, you just felt relieved. his lips pressed against your hair. “stay.”

“i’ll stay.”

[sepiapoem]

SNEAK PEAK : JE T’AIME ★ JE T’AIME

SECOND YEAR :

YOU STARED AT THE NIGHT SKY.

there were a few stars visible, those you looked at.

it was late at night but your manager duty's didn't allow you to leave just yet. thankfully this would be the last workload of the day.

putting away supplies the team had used earlier. you carried them in your arms, every now and then looking up at the sky.

when you reached the shed you placed everything back in it place before making sure to lock it properly.

now you made your way back to pick up your stuff and leave the keys here.

you quickly grabbed your bag and placed the keys back, bidding's your goodbyes to everyone.

you kept walking when you tripped on something. you fell to the floor, your hands partially breaking the fall.

looking at the perpetrator you noticed it was a rock. stupid rock...hopefully no one saw that...

"senpai are you alright?" you heard a concerned koushuu ask.

so someone had seen, even worse it was koushuu..how embarrassing.

"uh yeah I think so..” you said not looking him in the eyes.

he grabbed your hands and helped lift you up. your ankle sure took the brunt of the fall. it hurt a bit.

"thanks for helping me..." you spoke.

"it's not a problem." he said letting go of you.

you tried to take a step which half succeeded. you could walk but with a bit of a limp.

koushuu noticed it and supported you.

"you shouldn't put to much pressure on it." koushuu said.

"I'm sure it'll be fine, I still need to walk home." you said trying to convince him.

you tried letting go of him to walk, but he didn't let you go.

"...really I'm alright koushuu." you said.

"you're limping (f/n)-senpai, you shouldn't walk home." he said looking you straight in the eye.

"then I'll just walk to a bus stop." you tried reasoning.

"I'll walk you there then.” koushuu said, dead serious.

"you really don't need to do that! aren't you practicing or something?" you refused.

"I'm done for the day, so it won't be an issue." the blonde holding you tighter.

"alright...” you sighed out.

it seemed useless to fight him on this, 'cause he'd win no matter your excuse.

you placed an arm on his shoulder, while one of his was wrapped around your waist.

you couldn't help but go red, it was a bit of an embarrassing situation. you peeked at koushuu out of the corner of your eyes, he was also a bit red.

maybe it was an embarrassing situation for the both of you...

you could see the school gates coming up, still after that you'd need to make it to the bus stop.

after a few more minutes of walking you could make out the bus stop, thank goodness.

when you made it koushuu placed you down gently on the bus stops bench. then he sat down next to you.

"you're not leaving?" you asked.

"I'll wait with you." he said.

you had expected him to leave after dropping you off here. clearly he had a different idea...

the both of you sat in silence waiting for the bus to arrive.

"senpai, would you mind giving me your line?" koushuu asked out if the blue.

"my li-line?! what for...?" you questioned.

"I'd like to know if you make it home safely." he said turning a bit red.

"al-alright then..."

you said grabbing your phone.

now you had koushuu's line.. maybe you should've asked for it earlier. it had constantly slipped your mind.

the bus had finally appeared. you got up carefully, koushuu assisting you.

he helped you to the bus.

"I'll be sure to send you a message when I get home okay?"you said stepping onto the bus.

he nodded letting you go. you waved at him then made your way to a seat.

as the bus drove away you looked out the window and koushuu's figure slowly got smaller.

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[kaaytea]

hi, i hope you’re well! am i able to request okumura x reader where they take a nap together? :’) i love ur okumura series SO much

Where One Goes, The Other Follows

Okumura Koushuu x Miyuki!reader

Warnings: implied female reader, super fluffy, Mura has long hair bc I say so

A/n: Hello Hello! I'm so glad people are vibin' with the Mura and Miyuki!reader thing because I think it's super cute. This was really fun to write, enjoy 💕

“Are you sure it’s ok for me to be in here?”

You rolled your eyes and turned to face your bedroom doorway before plopping down onto the plushy comforter of your bed. Okumura stood awkwardly at the threshold that separated the hallway from your room; the boy shifted under your gaze as he stood silently, his eyes glided over the little knick knacks and photos he could see from the doorway that decorated the space.

“You’ve been in here so many times before,” you huffed, “Why are you worried about something like that now?”

The catcher sighed, giving in at your words because, well, you were right. Okumura had been in your room many times before, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that it felt different—you both were older now, had long since moved past the “just friends” stage, and this was your personal room, not a Seidou dorm room. 

“Kou stop stressing and come cuddle with me,” you whined before flopping onto your back, your hand extended into the air silently asking for him to join you. You heard the boy sigh again, followed by the soft sound of footsteps on carpet. A calloused—but gentle—hand intertwined with the one you were holding up and slowly both of your hands rested comfortably on the bed as Okumura settled down beside you. 

A happy hum left you as you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend and moved to lay on top of his chest, flat down on your stomach, head resting comfortably on his shoulder—the same content noise came from the catcher beneath you, one of his hands coming to sit securely on your back. 

You laid on him, contentedly in each other’s holds for a few long, silent minutes, the only sound filling the room being the soft breathing of the two occupants. Your right hand drifted softly across his chest and shoulder, drawing random patterns on the toned muscles that lay beneath the cloth. Your focus moved from his chest to the long strands of blonde hair splayed out on the bed; your fingers ran through the locks, twisting them gently around your finger before letting them fall back onto the sheets below. 

Okumura had changed a lot since his first year at Seidou. Physically, of course, he was different—he had gotten taller and his body had filled out more thanks to the rigorous athletic schedule the team was on; his hair had also grown longer, sitting slightly above his shoulders, but you had watched Okumura mature from a rigid, blunt boy into the observant, fair leader he was today. He had shed his cautious attitude and fallen in love with baseball again, as well as fallen in love with the girl who had shown him that baseball could be so much more than just a game.

“Your hair has gotten really long,” you said quietly, brushing the loose strands away from his face. Okumura hummed in agreement, his free hand twisted the ends as he inspected the blonde lock. 

“I’ll cut it after graduation.” 

“That's just a few months away,” you whispered. Your third and final year at Seidou was coming to a close faster than you wanted it to. Summer break had just started, but that also marked the beginning of the end for working as the team's manager with the summer Regional Tournament just around the corner. 

You were starting to understand how Kazuya felt when he was in his third year. 

“If you were drafted by a team, would you go?”

It was an innocent question, but it hung in the air with fatal intent. Okumura was your rock, and you were his. If he left you’re not entirely sure how you’d handle it—you’d be reliving what you had two years ago, but this time instead of your brother leaving, it’d be your boyfriend. 

“I don’t really know,” he said. Okumura’s hand ran comfortingly up and down your back, “I guess it would depend on what team it was.” 

“Oh.” You pressed your face into the crook of his neck, melting into his touch as his hand continued to trace soothing circles on your back. 

“No matter what happens, you’ll always be a priority for me,” Koushuu whispered. He shifted the both of you onto your sides so you could face each other. “I want to stay with you; no amount of pro teams could convince me to live apart from you.” 

“Even the SoftBank Hawks?” you teased as you pulled him into a hug. 

Okumura’s face scrunched up in distaste at the mention of the team. 

“I would turn them down instantly,” he said. Okumura pulled you closer to his chest and nestled his face into the crook of your neck. “I do not want to be on the same team as your brother.” 

“But it’d be so much easier for me to cheer for one team than two.” 

“Then you can cheer for my team when I win against your brother,” he quipped back before pressing kisses from your neck to your jaw. The sensation of your boyfriend’s lips grazing your skin caused laughs to escape from you as you tried to wiggle from his reach, but his hands held you in place, trapping you in his arms. 

“Ok, ok!” you squeaked out between laughs, “you’ve made your point! You're the better catcher!” 

Okumura pulled away from your neck and placed a final kiss on your forehead. He looked down at you in his arms, a warm feeling filled his chest as he watched you. 

“I’ll need that on paper.” 

“Sure, Koushuu,” you whispered back, a slight laugh breaking through in your voice as you leaned your head up to kiss him properly. 

When you broke apart he pulled you closer to his chest and tucked your head under his chin. You stayed there, in the safety of his arms, listening to his heartbeat as you both slowly drifted to sleep, knowing that no matter where one went, the other would be right beside them hand in hand.

[kunikame]

GENERAL

blasting songs in miyukis room with the seidou boys ♡

blasting songs in miyukis room with the seidou boys ☆

ㅡ youichi kuramochi

like planets in orbit. ☆

[gintokily]

DATING OKUMURA HCS? :D

a/n: thank you so much for requesting! i hope you enjoy these  warning(s): none

dating okumura koshuu

koushuu my sweet baby boy

this boy is so shy when you first start seeing each other

he blushes at every little thing

you smile? blush. he sees you walking in the hallway? blush. you kiss his cheek? blush.

takuma teases him to no end

he absolutely adores you

will literally just sit down next to you and watch you as you do whatever activity you have planned, whether it be drawing or homework or just laying down in the park

 he thinks you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever met,,,he loves you so much

koushuu is very busy with practices and tournaments and your also busy with schoolwork so the two of you don’t really have time to go out on dates.

when you do have time you like to take him to a local tea shop or park and help him catch up on his homework or study for any exams he may have coming up.

 i’m convinced he likes to take you to the practice fields and throw with you or maybe do some hitting practice

he loves taking you on little strolls through botanical gardens and taking pictures of you !!! 

definitely has polaroids of you hanging around the dorm (miyuki teases him about it all the time)

convinced that he loves to hold your hands, he loves when you interlace your fingers with his slender, calloused ones.

loves when you rub your fingers over his knuckles

finds it very soothing

you go to every single one of his games, you don’t care if he’s playing or not.

you proudly wear the #20 jersey and stand next to takuma and asada to cheer him on when he does play.

 if he is in the bullpen you’ll make your way over, blowing him small kisses and reaching down to give him a high five.

you may or may not have been scolded by the coach one or two times for distracting him

despite koushuu’s embarrassment he loves it when you watch his games

HE LOVES LOVES LOVES WHEN YOU RUN YOUR FINGERS THROUGH HIS HAIR

his hair is just so soft ??? like how does he get it to stay so soft all the time ??

 he can literally be talking to you and you’ll just randomly run your fingers through his blond hair.

 it causes him to shiver every time,,he absolutely loves the feeling of your fingers against his scalp, pulling at his roots slightly.

grows his hair out so you do it more often.

once it starts to grow longer he’ll let you put little clips in it or maybe braid it depending on his mood.

isn’t that big on pda, will probably just hold your hand out in public

 even when the two of you are alone, you’re the one who initiates most of the contact

its not that he doesn’t want to,,,he’s just so shy, he gets so embarrassed its the cutest thing ever.

 i think he would have to really be determined in order to initiate any form of contact.

although you’re the one who initiates it the most he was the one who kissed you first

and when he wins a big game he doesn’t hesitate to open his arms as you run up to him after the game, kissing you or burying his head in your neck as you tell him how proud of him you are.

 koshuu would be such a good boyfriend pls <33

[imaginesforsportsanime]

Hi! For the kiss prompts could you do no 12 with okumura koushu

Okumura Koushuu:

12. Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

It wasn’t so much sneaking as you dragging Okumura away with no attempt to hide your visibility.

You loved your serious boyfriend but there were parts of you that truly wished he knew how to take a hint; as analytical as he was, he still gave you this owlish look whenever you hinted you wanted some alone time with him, forcing you to spell it out in an embarrassingly direct way. You supposed it was easier to just be honest with him, it’s not like he’d deny you unless he was truly busy, but still, you felt like he should be picking up on these little things at this point.

“What are you doing?”

The annoyed look is wiped off his face the minute you leaned in, nose brushing against his as you give him a second to process what was happening and to reject it should he not want it. He leaned in closer without fully closing the gap so you once more took the initiative, pressing gently against his lips, happy to finally have what you wanted after a few moments of frustration.

“…Why didn’t you just ask?”

“I did! Why did you think I said what I did? Your friends were right there, I wasn’t gonna say ‘Hey let’s go makeout!’ Honestly, when are you going to get a clue about these things?”

[tadashiwa]

aaaa okumura pls

my quiet boy really likes praise. out of the bedroom, he likes when you tell him youre proud of him and stuff. its not a secret that hes kinda shy, so please tell him that hes making you feel good!!! that you love him!!!! that you only want him!!!! he wont ever admit how much it means to him but please praise him <3 he loves it

[mochisdoll]

oh oh i've been having so many thoughts about this so would it be okay to request?

okumura!reader (same year as miyuki) and miyuki are dating. myk knows she has a brother but doesn't know it's koushuu LMAO so his shock when you came to the field on koushuu's first day and was like "kou, i made you some snacks!!!!" AND THE SAME THING HAPPENED TO KOUSHUU LMAO when he sees miyuki being touchy with the reader. Because he doesn't know his sister is dating anyone, and it's his captain on top of that. Like they're close and love him but he can be really protective over his sister lolz. Miyuki's an ass so he'll use that to make fun of him and call him younger brother or something, but he also tries (REALLY) to be close to koushuu and guide hin throughout.

I'M SORRY THIS IS LONG YOU CAN IGNORE HEHSHDJDKH or change some things if you're going to write it hehe

In-law Problems

I actually had a really fun time writing this one, I love funny scenarios like this

Feat. Miyuki & Okumura!reader

"Hehe, I'm so excited." You said grinning.

"What's got you so giddy?" Miyuki asked, slinging an arm over your shoulder.

"My little brother is coming tomorrow! Well, he's here already but he's gonna get to join the team! He's really excited, not that he's showing it though, he's really serious and edgy, but I can tell." You beam.

"Well, I look forward to meeting him. I'll try my best to make a good first impression."

"Mhm, yeah. I'm sure you will."

"What's with the sarcasm? I make great first impressions." Miyuki scoffed applying more weight on your shoulders to tug you down.

"Nothing, nothing~! I've got to shower before bed so I'll be going now," You threw his arm off of you. "Good night, sleep well!" You yelled over your shoulder as you walked off.

---

The next day, nearing the end of practice you popped in spontaneously, not like you planned this days in advance, and brought snacks for Koushuu and Seto.

Before you could even search for your brother on the field, your boyfriend spotted you.

"Didn't expect to see you here, unexpected but not an unpleasant surprise." Miyuki said as he wrapped an arm around your waste, pulling you into his side.

"Hey, Kazuya." You giggled, leaning into him.

"Whatcha got there, it for me?" He asked, motioning to the container in your hands.

"Well, yes but it's also for- oh, Kou! Look, I brought you snacks!!" You called out to your brother who was walking over to you slowly, with a less than happy expression on his face.

"Wait, Kou? Is he your-"

"Get your hands off my sister." Every player in a 10 yard vicinity to the three of you immediately stopped what they were doing.

Miyuki became rigid next to you. Koushuu stood in front the two off you with white hot rage radiating off of him.

"Hold on!" You removed Miyuki's arm from your shoulder and took a step in between the two of them. "Sorry about this being your first meeting but, Kazuya, this is Okumura Koushuu, my brother. Kou, this is Miyuki Kazuya, my boyfriend."

"You never said your brother was on the baseball team!"

"You also never said you had a boyfriend." Okumura gave Miyuki the side eye as he spoke to you."

"You never told your fam-" Okumura sent a glare Miyuki's way and Miyuki decided now was not the time.

"Sorry this is how you're finding out, Kou. Just really didn't want Mom and Dad to sit me down and give me the talk, it's just too awkward, but I really was planning on telling you!" You told your brother sincerely, taking a step back, next to Miyuki.

"Yeah, so sorry this is how you found out little brother."

"Don't call me that." Okumura stood firmly in front of the two of you sizing Miyuki up. "I don't approve of him."

You just sigh. "Yeah, he really makes bad first impressions, but he's a good, really! I promise you'll warm up to him." You beam at Okumura.

Okumura eventually melts and gives up on glaring at your boyfriend. "Anyways, I just stopped by to bring you these," You hand Koushuu the container in your hands. "Make sure to share some with Seto!"

You turn to leave when Miyuki interjects. "Wait, didn't you say that I could get some-"

"Well, I'll see you two later~ Make sure you try to get along!" You call out as you left.

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"Kou! So tell me about everything, are you and Sawamura on good terms? Can you still not eat all of your food? I would eat it all for you if I could..."

"No need to worry, Nee-san. I'm almost able to completely eat my food without feeling sick. And now I'm showing Sawamura-senpai the respect he deserves." Senpai? "But I've vowed that I won't catch for him until I've earned it by getting a spot on the first string." So intense, what have I been missing out on?? "And he always compares me to wolf, and calls me 'wolf boy'" That at least makes sense.

"And what about Kazuya? You two getting along well?" You ask.

Koushuu's mood immediately sours. "I still don't approve of him. He's always leering and looking down at me smugly, I think he has the blood of a demon. He never leaves me alone, I swear he takes every opportunity he has to torment me. He also keeps calling me 'little brother', I hate it. He is a tanuki bastard." Jesus christ what has Miyuki been doing to him???

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"Miyuki, I need to talk to you about your treatment towards my little brother." You stared into his eyes as if you were looking past him.

Miyuki shivered at your tone as you said his Surname. "What?"

You only continued to stare, crossing your arms. "Hey- I have been doing my best to be friendly and give him tips but whenever I speak he looks at me like I'm scum on his shoe. I swear I really am trying."

Your intimidating aura finally came to a halt as a snort left your body. "Ha, so I guess it's just your horrible personality rubbing him the wrong way. He's probably misinterpreting you. I guess there's nothing to worry about. He'll warm up to you eventually, probably." You laugh.

"Horrible personality?"

"Sawamura's words, not mine-"

"And why did you automatically assume I was bullying your brother?"

"You can be a bit of a, Tanuki Bastard, sometimes. Sawamura's words not mine!"

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- Mine Okumura & more

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Recovery date: October 10th, 2024

Description: Hello good evening. I come for a series of Headcanons NSFW (of course with their corresponding age of majority) With Okamura, Haruichi and Miyuki getting jealous when the male reader happens to hang out with someone else more than them. I hope I don't seem demanding ;;;

Includes- Aged up Character, mentions of marking and biting

Notes: Recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions.

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Okumura Koushuu

He gets jealous way less when he’s older, but he’s still a bit of a grump

It starts with him looming behind you, glaring at whoever you’re talking with

Especially if the person is flirting and you just don’t notice

When you get home, he’s wrapping his arms around you and kissing you

You immediately know what’s up, he’s not usually this forward

Jealousy sex with him is soft and reassuring, not that you’d be able to tell with all the bite marks and hickies on your neck

He’ll sit you somewhere comfortable and suck you off

Praise him! This is about what he can do for you, so make sure he knows you appreciate it

A loud, whimpering mess no matter if you let him ride you or fuck you next

Kominato Haruichi

Wraps an arm around your waist and kisses you forehead

He does that whenever he’s waiting for you, silently telling you it’s time to go

It’s only when he starts asking about the person that you realize he’s jealous

And he only really acts on it later, when you’re home and relaxing

He’ll come up behind you and scatter kisses on your neck while sliding one hand up your shirt

Or against your skin if you’re already shirtless

Won’t mark you up as much as Okumura, he’s more economical with his placement of hickies

Jerks you off, enjoying the way you cling to him

Then you’re sucking him off, older Haruichi is definitely kind of possessive

Miyuki Kazuya

Doesn’t say anything, but he gets touchier

When you get home he’s glued to your side with a hand hooked in your belt loop or the band of your pants

To finally get things rolling, he’ll turn an innocuous kiss hot and heavy

I mention in my nsfw headcanons that he’s a tease, it’s so much worse when he’s jealous

Makes you beg for him, definitely edges you

He knows you love him, but hearing you say it is always nice

Doesn’t mark you up, verbal affirmation is enough

Slowly fucks you until you’ve begged enough, then the pace is brutal to the point you’re clawing at him

Wears those scratches with honor until they fade, especially if the person you were hanging out with his on his team

[deadlyleomidget]

hello hello!!! :> is it ok to request a fic/drabble about dating miyuki and being koushuu's older sister? i think it'd be really funny and cute 😭 koushuu acting like he hates miyuki's guts but is thankful he makes you happy, and miyuki constantly riling up koushuu but teaches him about everything he needs know abt the team or smth like that :-( thank u sm!!!

Hi anon. Thank you for the request. This was a certainly a unique one. This is my first time writing about Okumura so I'm kinda nervous about the end result. I hope you like this!

“Is something the matter?” Miyuki asked with a smirk across his face, staring down at Okumura who was crouching down to catch for Sawamura. 

Okumura just gave him an icy glare in response which seemed to amuse the elder catcher even more. 

“Yes, it seems like wolf-boy is even grumpier than usual,” Sawamura pointed out from the other side of the indoor training area. 

“I’m not grumpy,” Okumura grumbled, signaling Sawamura with his mitt to throw once again. 

Miyuki snickered. “Don’t tell me that you’re still mad about that,’ he said, stifling his laughter. 

“About what?” Sawamura perked up, totally ignoring Okumura’s signal. 

“I’m not mad,” the younger catcher maintained in an even tone. 

The southpaw shook his head.  “You look mad,” Sawamura said. “Did the tanuki bastard do something to you?” 

“I’m completely innocent,” Miyuki said in faux ignorance. 

Okumura gritted his teeth so he wouldn’t lash out at the elder catcher. ‘No, he is not innocent at all,’ he thought to himself while he remembered the events from the day prior. 

“Oi, Koushou!”Okumura heard his name but didn’t bother in turning around since he knew who was calling him out. Instead, he opted to wait for Seto who was trailing behind him. 

“Yes?” 

“Guess who’s here?” Seto asked with a small grin. 

Okumura raised an eyebrow in response. He didn’t like guessing games. “Is it someone of importance?” 

Seto rolled his eyes. “Always so serious,” he teased with a chuckle. “It’s your sister, y/n-san.” 

The catcher widened his eyes in surprise. “What is she doing here?” he asked, trying not to sound too excited. 

Seto shrugged in response. “I’m guessing to see you? What else could it have been?” 

He was right.  What else could it have been? His elder sister didn’t know anyone in Tokyo with the exception of him. Y/n left their hometown to play tennis in Tokyo for a private high school that scouted her a year prior. If he hasn’t seen y/n ever since he started the school year at Seido due to scheduling conflicts. But still. Why didn’t he get a text about this? 

“Where is y/n?” Okumura asked. 

“I saw her heading towards the dorm,” Seto replied. “I tried calling her but I don’t think she heard me.” 

“That’s weird.” 

“Did she text you?” 

Okumura shook his head. “No.” 

“Maybe it’s meant to be a surprise? Let’s go to the dorms and see if we can find her.” They both made their way to the dorms at a faster pace than before. They didn’t want to miss the chance of finding each other. 

“I think I see her,” Seto pointed out at the top of the stairs on the second floor of the dorms. 

Okumura narrowed his eyes. “It seems like she is talking to someone.” The catcher went up to the stairs faster, leaving Seto behind. He didn’t want his sister to speak to a shady character in particular. 

He gasped in shock when he got to his dorm room. He was not only seeing y/n. But he was seeing y/n kissing him. HIM. HIM. Miyuki. Miyuki Kazuya. The insufferable cheeky catcher who happened to be his senpai. 

“I thought you didn’t like PDA,” Okumura heard you tease Miyuki from behind. 

“No, because then we get unexpected spectators,” he teased back, staring right back Okumura. 

“What are you talking about?” y/n asked, totally unaware that her younger brother was behind her. 

“Y-y/n,” Okumura called out his sister’s name. “What are you doing?” 

Y/n turned around, dropping her jaw in shock. “Koushuu!” 

“What are you kissing him, onee-san?” 

Miyuki snickered behind y/n. 

“And what are you laughing at?” Okumura glared at Miyuki.

“Are you two… Dating ?” Seto asked the million dollar question after finally catching up to Okumura. 

“You wouldn’t,” Okumura said horrified. 

“I… Uh…” y/n stammered. 

Okumura paled at y/n's demeanor. “You are dating him.” 

“Bingo,” Miyuki said with an awkward smile. 

Y/n elbowed the elder catcher. “You’re not helping me,’ y/n said before turning to Okumura. “I wanted to tell you.” 

“So you’re not here to see me but… Him?” Okumura asked, pointing a finger at Miyuki. 

“That’s not completely true… I wanted to see the two of you. I wanted to tell you in person instead of over the phone. Y’know since Kazuya is your senpai and everything,” y/n awkwardly explained. 

“Kazuya?” Okumura seemed not to be able to process anything else other than that. 

Seto laughed. “It seems like it’s serious.” 

“For how long have you two been dating?” the blonde catcher asked. 

“We met during the fall at the physical rehabilitation center when I got injured,” y/n replied. “Then we started formally going out in December so… almost six months?” 

“That long?” Okumura asked, feeling offended. “And you knew that you were dating my sister for that long too? He turned to Miyuki. 

Miyuki shrugged. “Only for about a month,” the elder catcher replied. “Like your sister said, she wanted to tell you in person.” 

Okumura clenched his fists in anger. 

“Oh c’mon, it’s not that serious,” y/n said, trying to appease Okumura. “I know it’s awkward now, but it shouldn’t affect you moving forward. I’m sure Kazuya can keep both baseball and us separate.” 

“Of course not, Otōto!” Miyuki jokingly exclaimed. 

“Kazuya!” y/n elbowed him once again. 

Now can Okumura think that Miyuki is innocent at all? Not only did he lie but he made fun of him. And knowing the cheeky catcher the ‘Otōto’ nickname was most likely going to stick. Couldn’t his sister date someone else? 

“Now why I don’t believe that?” Sawamura asked with skepticism. “What happened?” 

Miyuki shook his head. “Let’s not worry about that. I was just messing with him a little bit. Right?” Miyuki turned to Okumura with a small grin across his lips. 

Okumura was taken by surprise. He thought that Miyuki was going to spill the beans about dating his sister, but it seemed like y/n didn’t lie. He wasn’t going to mix baseball and his dating life. As irritating and unpredictable as Miyuki was at times, Okumura couldn’t deny that he was reliable during crucial situations. He had been helpful in trying to improve his battery with Sawamura. 

Okumura gritted his teeth in annoyance. 

Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t so bad that Miyuki was dating his sister. Y/n did look happier than usual yesterday and it was most likely due to the elder catcher. Ultimately, that was what he cared the most about and couldn't be happier. Not that he would admit out loud of course. But he won't be voicing his disapproval anymore.

As long as Miyuki didn’t play with his sister’s feelings of course. 

[miyuwuki]

your fashion mood boards are the highlight of my day when u post them, idk how u get them spot on every. single. time. could i request the new seido first years (okumura, masashi and yui, or whoever you like!) please?🌼❤️

DID SOMEONE SAY FASHION BOARDS? YESSIR IM RIGHT AT YOUR SERVICE yuuuhhhh current first years

part one, part two, part three, part five

ft. okumura koushu, yuki masashi, yui kaoru

dressing up pt. 4

okumura koushu:

-> like miyuki, i don’t think he’d care much about his appearance and will opt for comfy clothing

-> like crewnecks!!

-> hugs his body so well

-> he has thin and thick ones

-> if he’s feeling extra fancy he’ll add a collar

yuki masashi:

-> varsity jackets

-> he would def steal his brother’s jackets

-> looks so good on him because his shoulders are definitely broad

-> has his favourite team’s jacket

-> so cozy

yui kaoru:

-> yui has a soft boy aesthetic bc he’s our soft boy >:(

-> it makes him look clean and tbh, intelligent

-> has cardigans, sweaters, vests, straight legged pants

-> and has cute accessories like a side bag or a scarf

-> probably has the best style out of the current first years :)

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all pictures were taken from pinterest.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS MOOD BOARD!! i love it pls keep req them

*＊✿❀reblogs and likes are appreciated❀✿＊*

[daiyanohaikyuu]

Scenario where the female reader is a good friend of seidos baseball team and an ex-national softball pitcher and she helps pitch for batters to practice, but then once it’s hit it comes straight back to her and hits her in the head and the team is really protective and caring towards her? Maybe some extra miyuki, koushuu, furuya, and toujou? Thanks ❤️

*Gets a request with softball/baseball involved* *Forgets terminology*

Oh look, another instance of me not knowing how to end something.

I kind of changed this up a bit, so I hope that’ s okay!

This is also unedited and not proofread so apologies in adavance for any errors

Normally when she’d help live pitch or soft toss to the boys they put a net in front of her that covered a good amount of space and left enough room to toss the ball without really having to worry about what to do if the ball went straight back at her. 

However, that was usually just with batting practice only. Today she had been asked to pitch in a batters and fielders practice situation as the pitchers were still practicing in the bullpen. She happily obliged, ready to show what she could really do. 

Things started out smoothly, striking out a couple and jamming up others while only a few had managed to get decent hits off her. That is, until Toujou stepped back up to the plate. He had taken note of some adjustments he needed to make from his first at bat. But what he and the rest of the team never expected to happen was for him to hit a line drive straight back at her. 

Thankfully her reflexes took over in time and she managed to catch the ball, though the force continued to carry the glove into her jaw. Everyone immediately rushed around her as Kataoka broke through the semi-circle to look for any injuries. The coach let out a sigh of relief as he announced that it looked like it only be a deep bruise.

The pitchers and other catchers soon came out to see what all the commotion was about, only to see their friend walking to the dugout with Kataoka while holding the side of her face and Miyuki and Toujou trailing behind her looking very apologetic. After being filled in by Kuramochi, Furuya actually rushed to grab one of the cooling compresses the pitchers use after they’re done for the day.

As the adults went in search of an actual icepack, the rest of the team continue to fret over their friend. “I don’t think you should really be holding that straight against your skin, here let’s do this,” Koushuu grabbed his jacket from his bag and took the compress from her grasp and wrapped the material around it before handing it back. 

Miyuki and Toujou continued to apologize and blame themselves for what had happened despite her shrugging them off with a “you can’t predict every play.” Yet, when they still persisted she came up with a compromise:

“How about this, after practice you two can walk me home and on the way you can treat me to ice cream or something and we can call it even.” 

The entire team wound up walking home with her, to “make she was really okay” (they really just wanted to grab some ice cream too- though Toujou and Miyuki made it clear they would only be paying for three). 

The next day she showed up looking proud about her bruised jaw, even almost bragging to others about how she had gotten it. When she got to practice she was confused to find a pitchers mask on the bench with what looked to be a note taped to it. Picking up the paper she began to chuckle as she read it.

Y/N,

I hope what happened yesterday won’t deter you from continuing to pitch to us. I tried to do some research and I think this is supposed to help protect your face.

Love ya,

From Miyuki and the team (but mainly Miyuki)

[kaaytea]

Yaay, im so excited now your requests are open again!

Im still in love with the Okumura x Miyuki's little sister oc plots🥺🥺

They are so precious🥺🥺

Since the year is nearing its end, do you think you can drop them in some cute christmas date situation?🥺🥺

Or maybe not an official date, but it somehow ends up like that?

You know the vibe?

Snow, Ice skating, sharing some hot chocolate, keeping each other warm and exchanging gifts near the big Christmas tree?🥺🥺

Or maybe they are picked to set up the tree together in the club house?😱😱😱😱

I just love your one-shots so much🥺🥺

I hope my request isn't to complicated 🥺🥺

Write whatever you feel like, take enough.of rest and dont oush yourself to hard!^^

Cookie Conundrum

Okumura Koushuu x Miyuki!reader

Synopsis: While baking cookies, you lost a vital component of cookie making—cookie cutters. It's a good thing Koushuu is willing to help.

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of food

A/n: Hello hello~ I'm glad you enjoy the Mura content! I rarely get the opportunity to write for the first years, so I took the chance to implement all of them in. Enjoy, anonnie!

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"Something about this feels a little bit cruel."

The four other first years turned their heads to look back at Seto—who was walking slightly behind everyone, boxes filling his arms as the group made their way to the cafeteria.

"Why do you say that?" Yui called out, stopping in his tracks briefly to readjust his hold on the heavy cardboard boxes that were slipping from his fingers—he had mistakenly overestimated his strength and was struggling to hide the sore feeling slowly creeping up his arms. Masashi silently reached out and grabbed the first box on the stack his friend was clutching, taking on the added weight like it was nothing. Yui smiled in thanks, but a pang of jealousy shot through him seeing Masashi carry the extra box without a problem.

"I get that we're underclassmen," Seto huffed, quicking his pace to catch up with Okumura, "But all of the physical labor we're made to do feels a bit unfair." 

The group hummed in agreement. The separate years had been tasked with different chores to do to prepare for a small holiday party that evening before everyone left for winter break. Additionally, the winter training camp had just concluded leaving the team entirely beat. The first years had been asked to decorate—which also meant hauling boxes of heavy supplies from a storage closet on the main campus over to the baseball dorms.

"I don't mind it much. Our job will be more fun once we get everything into the cafeteria," Asada said. He was trying to stay positive, but the lanky pitcher looked as though he were about to collapse from the weight he held in his arms.

"That's true, decorating is definitely more fun than grocery shopping," Yui added. The boy stopped again to adjust the boxes in his hold, only for Masashi to take another from him and leave the small catcher to sulk quietly as he walked.

After what felt like years, the group of five could finally see the cafeteria. Each of them started hurrying to get into the building for the relief of placing the boxes down, all except for Masashi who kept his normal pace.

Just as they reached the entrance, the door cracked open to reveal a head of spiky brown hair peeking out from the side.

"Oh, there you guys are!" Kuki said. The pitcher opened the door fully, ushering in the out-of-breath group and taking a box from Masashi as he passed by.

"Nice of you to finally join us," Seto said, flopping down into a chair after placing his box onto one of the many cafeteria tables.

"Yeah, where did you run off to while we were doing this?" Yui questioned, pulling out the chair next to Seto's and laying his cheek onto the table's cool surface.

Kuki laughed awkwardly as he placed the box stolen from Masashi next to Seto's. "I was going to join you guys, but Coach asked me to carry in those metal coffee dispenser . . . things."

The boys looked over to where Kuki was pointing. On the counter near the kitchen were three large, insulated drink dispensers.

"Apparently the managers are going to be making hot chocolate!"

"Not just hot chocolate," a voice from behind the counter corrected Kuki. The statement was quickly followed by you popping up into view with ingredients in your arms, pulled from the cabinets below; your sudden appearance caused the boys to jump. "Umemoto-senpai is going to make white hot chocolate and one of the dispensers is going to be filled with hot water for anyone who wants tea."

"When did you get back there?!" Kuki screeched.

"I've been here the entire time?" You said, brows furrowed in a confused manner. You started pulling down bowls from one of the cupboards, "I said hello when you and Kanemaru-senpai came in. Did you not hear me?"

The surrounding boys looked over at Kuki expectantly, watching as he shyly rubbed the back of his neck.

"I guess I didn't. Sorry, (y/n)."

You shrugged and continued your current task of lining baking sheets with parchment paper. You paused in your actions and looked up at the newcomers in the cafeteria, "Are those the decorations?"

"Yep!" Seto said cheerfully, "I think the tree's in here somewhere too."

He got up from his seat and started digging through the box in front of him; Asada did the same followed by Kuki and Masashi. Yui was still sitting with his cheek on the table and Okumura was unraveling the scarf from his neck.

As Okumura walked over to an empty table to place down his scarf and coat, his eyes drifted to where you were bustling around in the kitchen—a pastel yellow apron on, and under it a familiar white hoodie.

"Is that my sweatshirt?" Okumura wondered aloud, his thoughts leaving him faster than his mind could process what he was implying. The sounds of his teammates digging through the boxes of decorations stopped and he turned to see them all looking between him and the younger Miyuki—Seto particularly sent him a knowing smile and waggle of eyebrows that made the blonde's ears burn.

You looked down at your attire with wide eyes, a small laugh left your lips when you remembered why you had put on the white hoodie.

"It is! I forgot to give it back to you when you lent it to me last week, so I was going to give it to you today."

"Oh," Okumura flushed at the snickering from his friends and your innocent smile. He moved back over to the group of first years and cleared his throat, "You should keep it on . . . It's supposed to snow later."

"Oh . . . Ok thanks, Kou."

Okumura sent you a nod and dipped his head down to busy himself with the glittery decorations. Seto stepped beside his friend and jokingly elbowed him in the side.

"You're hopeless, Koushuu," Seto whispered.

"Yeah, dude, that was kinda painful to watch," Kuki said quietly from across the table, tossing an ornament between his right and left hand. The others nodded along I'm agreement; they had all just become painfully aware of how awkward Okumura Koushuu was.

Okumura sighed, he knew they were right, but he didn't want to continuously be reminded of his pitiful attempts at flirting—if that's even what you'd call it.

"Can we just get our job done and forget that ever happened?" He said dully, picking up a box and moving to where Masashi had started setting up the tree.

Three of the remaining boys exchanged looks as Okumura walked off; they all looked to Seto—as he is the only person at Seidou who understands Okumura and his quirks—but the bespectacled boy just sent them a shrug before lifting the box in front of him into his arms and joining the blonde.

The rest of the group eventually made their way over to where the tree was being set up, fumbling around with tangled lights and fluffing the squished branches of the fake tree.

You watched the boys quietly from your spot in the kitchen, laughing along to their jokes from the side as you worked. A small part of you wished you were helping them, or at least had a companion to help you bake, but you were still enjoying the chance to make cookies—even if you were doing it solo.

You hit a pause in your cookie making when you noticed you were missing a vital element of cookie production—cookie cutters. You swiveled on your heels and scanned over the kitchen; pots, pans, spatulas, baking sheets, everything but cookie cutters was laid out before you. With a huff, you started going through all of the cupboards and drawers only to come out empty-handed.

You knew there were cookie cutters—the older managers had told you so, and they would never lie to you—but the metal contraptions were nowhere in sight.

"(Y/n)," Okumura had broken away from the group decorating when he noticed your irritated staring at the kitchen cabinets. He quietly joined you in the kitchen, looking for whatever you were glaring at before turning to you again. "Are you ok?"

"I can't find the cookie cutters!"

Okumura blinked owlishly at you.

That was it? That's why you were so frustrated?

He moved to the drawers and started looking through them, switching to the cabinets once he sifted through each crevice. Halfway through you started looking with him; maybe you just missed them on your first look?

The pair of you made sure to move every pot, bowl, plate, or pan out of the way while looking. As you reached the last few cabinets, the both of you were still empty-handed. At this point, it might be more productive to just cut all of the cookies into circles using a water cup.

"Are those them?"

Your head snapped up and you stumbled to stand from your kneeling position. Your eyes followed where Okumura was pointing to—a small cloth basket sat on top of the refrigerator and just peeking from the top was a corner of red and green packaging.

"It is!" You cheered, already hurrying forward to retrieve the pesky tools. Your arm was stretched as far as you could reach, you were on your tiptoes, you had even hopped a few times in a desperate attempt to reach the basket, but to no avail, you couldn't reach the cookie cutters.

Okumura took your spot to try and reach the basket, but it was pushed too far back for him to hook his fingers around one of the handles.

"Maybe I should go find Coach? He should be able to get them down for us," you sighed and turned to leave the kitchen.

"Wait, I have an idea," Okumura blurted out. You turned around to face him, a hopeful smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. "Can I—uh . . . Can I put my hands on your waist?"

You froze. You stared back at Okumura, your body burning up as you watched his blue eyes shift nervously to the floor. You were so flustered that you couldn't even speak, instead giving your consent with a shy nod.

You turned to face the refrigerator. Okumura stepped behind you; he was so close that you could feel his chest brush against your back as he gently placed his hands onto your waist—the contact made you jump in your skin.

"I promise I won't drop you," he whispered from behind; he squeezed your waist reassuringly.

"I trust you, Koushuu."

With a long breath in, Okumura lifted you up. Your feet twitched at the loss of ground; your body floated in the air, supported completely by the hands of the catcher below.

"Can you reach them?" Okumura said, his voice coming out slightly strained from the concentration of not dropping you.

"Almost," you said. Your fingers were centimeters away from the basket, your arm and shoulder twinged with pain at how forcefully you were stretching them. When your fingers wrapped around the handle you yanked it forward and dipped your hand into the basket to pull out the cookie cutter box. "Got them!"

Okumura placed you down and you leaned back into his chest as a relieved sigh left your lips. You spun around to face the boy, cookie cutters clutched to your chest.

"Thank you, Kou."

"Y-you're welcome."

The pair of you couldn't break eye contact; it felt like your souls were being pulled together the longer you looked—that if you were to pull away, your being would be shredded to pieces.

"Oi," a strong voice called out, startling you and the blonde.

You turned your head and were met with a pair of irritated eyes, trapped behind a pair of glasses.

Kazuya—your brother who was supposed to be off-campus getting ingredients—was leaned against the opposite side of the kitchen counter, sending a deadly look at the boy in front of you.

"Hands off, Okumura."

At that moment, Koushuu and you became increasingly aware of the fact that he still had his hands on your waist.

Okumura retracted his hands; they left so quickly you'd think your skin was as hot as coals.

"I'm just gonna—" he awkwardly shuffled backwards and gestured back to where his friends were—all of whom were holding in their laughter at the misfortune of their friend.

"Uh . . . Yeah, that's . . . Yeah."

You watched Okumura scurry back to the other first years before you turned and shot a glare at your brother.

"I'm starting to think that he's right, maybe you are evil."

"Oh come on," Kazuya huffed, leaning his head into his hand, "That was funny . . . He shouldn't have had his hands on you anyway."

"Actually," you moved to lean on the counter across from your brother. A wicked smile came across your face. "I gave him consent."

Kazuya gawked at you, stuttering out questions as you turned your back on him to continue making cookies—cookie cutters in hand.

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Haruichi Kominato

Doesn’t get jealous easily

He trusts you, and he’s got quite a bit of self-confidence

But sometimes, especially during the team turnover, his confidence starts to wain and he wonders if you’d rather be with someone else

Someone who can spend more time with you, like that classmate you’ve been spending so much time with

He knows it’s for a project, but you came to watch practice together and baseball is your thing

He takes more care with his swings, and that causes him to miss more pitches

He’s second guessing his instincts, not swinging unless he thinks he should

He wants to hit a clean one, one that will make you proud and see that all his practice is worth it

Then he’ll tell you he hit that so perfectly because he was thinking of you

It’s embarrassing, and when he thinks back on it with a clear mind he’s going to scream into his pillow

Your new friend leaves before the end of practice, but you’re still waiting for him

Y/n: Haruichi, are you okay? Haruichi: O-of course, why? Y/n: You weren’t batting as well today, you aren’t hurt, are you?

Ah, he doesn’t know what he was worried about

Okumura Koushuu

Gets jealous very easily

He’s not the most social and kind of scares everyone off so everyone seems like a “threat” to him

Also doesn’t help that people definitely talk

Okumura is the definition of trust issues, but he tries to trust you

He says he trusts you and he does, he thinks, but he’s never quite sure

And you know that

But if Miyuki keeps making you laugh like that he thinks he might die

His normal safety net of being an amazing catcher goes out the window, recognizes Miyuki’s talent to the point he refuses to play on the first string unless he’s taking Miyuki’s place

Seto sees it coming a mile a away and tries to run interference on the coming storm

Maybe you’re laughing at Miyuki, or he’s telling you something about Sawamura?

Okumura is not listening

He just, shuts down

Which he doesn’t do often, because normally he recognizes how stupid his jealous is

He trusts you, and you always say that you like him for everything that’s unique to him

But Miyuki seems to be better than him in every way and he’s never quite figured out what that unique something you love about him is

When you catch up to him later, he gives you the cold shoulder and Seto nods back at Miyuki

Y/n: If it makes you feel better, Miyuki-senpai and I were talking about you. Okamura: … Y/n: So, you’re just getting jealous over yourself, but you do you. When you’re done sulking though, come join me for lunch. Okamura: What did he say? Y/n: Oh, he was just telling me about what it's like to room with you.

Just be open with him and you’ll be fine