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elysianslove · 4 years ago

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hi eli bby !! its me vio again shhshf

i loved ur vball player crush hcs w miya twins && suna and can i have that too w sakusa, semi && shirabu ? MY UNDERRATED BOYS CRIES SM <//3 thank u sm <33

hiiiii my love!!! tysm for requesting these boys i love them so much. i hope you like this lysm <3

sakusa kiyoomi

considering what i’ve seen in the anime, and some manga panels, i really don’t think omi’s a peoples person. so even in school, i doubt he was very involved with other students, and probably kept to himself

he’s also hyper-aware of his surroundings constantly, including the people around him, so the fact that he noticed you wasn’t a shock

it’s that he noticed you, and then he couldn’t stop thinking about you

probably had some dream about you that same night that cursed him with a crush on you yk the dreams i’m talking about right?

he still continues to keep to himself, and whenever he spots you from his peripheral vision he just dashes out of there. he realizes that forcing himself to act normally around you might actually improve his situation and help him get over whatever this stupid crush was but he was not taking any chances

he also knew nothing about you, just your last name!

so anyways both the boys and girls vbc’s are heading the same school, so they got one bus for the both of you and combined them.

because his general dislike for crowds, omi usually sits out in the front, especially because the door to the bus is right next to him. idk he just seems like the kind to map out an escape plan for every room/vehicle he enters i don’t have a reason why i think so

the game was happening on a weekend, really early, like way too early, so it wasn’t a surprise that you were tired. it’s an unspoken rule that those who sit in the back make a lotta noise and all that, so you opted for the front seats instead to at least try and rest a bit before the game

you don’t sit directly next to him, but there’s only an aisle separating the two of you

because, yk, manners, you give him a small smile before saying, “good morning!” and settling in your seat, your bag between your legs

omi on god freezes up lmfao

he doesn’t mean to sound so rude but it just comes out that way! he says something along the lines of “what are you doing here?” and immediately regrets it after it leaves his lips. he visibly cringes

but instead of being thrown off, you just laugh, and sakusa curses everything behind his mask because holy shit were you gorgeous and wow was his stomach just somersaulting

not a nice feeling

you explain to him briefly that you’re on the vbc and you were heading to play the girls of the same school he was gonna play against and all that, and he just hums and nods and tries to ignore the thump thump thump of his heart

you don’t really interact during the bus ride going to, it’s coming back that you do

you tell him that you managed to glimpse the last bit of his game, where he was landing a spike, and you complimented his skills and pointed out his freakish wrist move

he noted that he didn’t get to see you play and your brain went opportunity!

you go “well maybe you should come to one of my dates” like the absolute smooth talker you are

omi just hums and goes “i’ll see”

absolutely is there lol

the development into a relationship is more implicit than explicit. the two of you don’t announce to the world, but honestly, neither do you do it to yourselves. like you’d been on a coffee date with him at some point and your parent or sibling texted something you found funny and mentioned him as your boyfriend and you showed it to him and he was like

am i your boyfriend

like idk am i your girlfriend

he said yeah obviously

i love this boy so fucking much pleaseeeee

but yes just as your development into a couple is subtle, so is your overall relationship. and honestly? you wouldn’t have it any other way

semi eita

omg pretty setter semi eeee

so yk how shiratorizawa students live in dorms? there’s no way semi hasn’t noticed you before, even if it’s separate dorms for different genders. like you two probably come across each other every once in a while at a vending machine or something, and exchange a word or two

it’s not until when semi starts to look forward to seeing you, or when he gets disappointed every time you don’t make an appearance, that he realizes, you know, he’s kinda developed a liking to you

he doesn’t really know much about you, aside your name and your favorite go-to snack from the vending machine, so he’s left a little frustrated at the lack of interactions you two have. like he’s just living off that small laugh of acknowledgment and the hi, hope you sleep well! you know? like he wants more from you. he wants to get to know you

he can’t seem to ever see you in school either, because the stars hate him that much and don’t wanna align for the two of you, not even a little to share one class with him. just one

it’s just his luck, though, when a busy weekend for all the sports teams comes along, and each sport is sectioned off to a bus. volleyball boys and girls in one bus, swimming boys and girls in one bus, etc.

he really doesn’t expect it when you get on the bus, because what the fuck you play volleyball??? and then he really doesn’t expect it when you recognize him, gasp and grin, and wave at him, and go over to sit by him

his brain’s short-circuiting

you immediately start conversation as you’re setting your bag down like “i didn’t know you played volleyball!”

and he laughs and nods like “i didn’t know you did either”

it’s honestly a really cute and satisfying moment like okay maybe the stars were just taking their time aligning thank you universe

the two of you click immediately. like annoyingly so. you have so much in common, and you spend the entire ride chatting excitedly about everything and semi’s wishing he’d just asked you to hang out way sooner, like as early as the first time you’d met at that vending machine

the girls’ games finish a lot later than the boys, so he comes and watches you play, and is enamored by you, completely. in his head he’s just ‘this girl just keeps growing more perfect.’

he walks back with you to the bus, and sits next to you as well. when you arrive back at the school, you don’t immediately go to your dorms, and he suggests grabbing a refreshing drink from somewhere nearby

it’s incredible how you still have so much to talk about

the time passes really quick with him

it’s while you’re having that drink with him, probably iced tea or boba or something, he tells you about his small passion for music, and you make him promise to play you something at some point. he loops his pinky with yours :)

he also confides in you about having been replaced on his last year, and how he tries not to let it affect him but he really can’t help him. from then on, after each of your practices, you invite him in your gym, and have him set to you, just so you both have an excuse to spend time with each other, and so that he gets to practice and play the way he really wants to, without any restrictions placed upon him and no one waiting to take his place

i think as a couple you’d probably really bring out the best in each other, and you’re constantly always, always there for each other. really, really reliant and supportive as partners, you know?

you go to all his games, and whenever he’s pitched in, you scream his name the loudest and cheer him on so much. one look at your face, and he’s reminded of who he is and why he does what he does, and he’s immediately grounded aw <3

shirabu kenjirō

omg shirabu with a crush 🥺🤲🏼 i love it when characters seem so cold and standoffish but as soon as they’re around the people they care about they do a 180. that’s shirabu 100%

he really, really, really liked you. like it was embarrassing at this point. he totally denied it every time anyone even thought it, and he really tried his hardest not to be obvious around you

i like to think he saw you around school and that’s how it developed a little, but maybe you were friends with some of the vbc boys because of your shared interest in the sport, and you come to play with them sometimes after practice, he’d just never be there

but one time you walked in and he was like guess im not leaving

he was a little starstruck at the fact that you played volleyball. he honestly wouldn’t care, but it sorta felt nice that there really was something that you two had in common

and you were good. at everything. you received semi and ushijima’s serves, and goshiki’s and ōhira’s spikes, perfectly, and reacted to tendō’s blocks so well, and hit his tosses just right. you were incredible. maybe your skills were magnified from his specific lens, but there really was no denying you were skilled

damn this. all this.

especially any time you’d spike his toss and give him a really wide smile and say, “nice toss!” like seriously the way his heart’s spasming cannot be healthy what the fuck

and then he finds out the girls are sharing a bus with them, and then you walk in

and then you walk towards him

obviously, outwardly he looks unimpressed and unfazed but trust, his palms are sweaty as fuck

before the bus moves, you stand by his seat and make small talk with him about volleyball, before you realize the bus is moving and you have to sit down, but you’re still in the middle of a conversation with him, so you just sit next to him and continue like nothing happened

he just. allows it.

the school you’d been going to had a really big court where both the girls and boys were playing in the same gymnasium on opposite sides of the court, so when you arrived and changed and all, you were like “wanna warm up together” couple goals <3

pls semi, taichi and tendō would probably tease the fuck out of him lmfao. he’d just glare at them but he has such a big blush on his cheeks as he stretches and warms up with you that the glare is completely ineffective

you go to sit next to him on the bus ride home, but the day’s exhaustion catches up to you, plus the bus’s movements are lulling you, so you end up falling asleep on his shoulder, and when shirabu first notices that you’d actually fallen asleep, he looks down at you with such a dreamy and awestruck face. goshiki took a picture and likes to torment him with it. shirabu has it as his lockscreen now lol

as your boyfriend, he’s the exact same. very standoffish to everyone outwardly but to you? it’s a different story.

nonetheless it’s not very obvious. so yes, he will have a scowl on his face as he tells you off, but his lips are slightly upturned and there’s a little pink shade on his cheeks that show just how endearing he thinks you are

really loves to practice with you because he loves seeing you in your zone like that. also you look hot

anyways yes he’s such a cutie i will not take criticism

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eclairia-monarch · 3 years ago

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Being Shiratorizawa's Manager HC

I'm going to admit that Shiratorizawa isn't my favourite team (I'm SORRY-) but I love them. Toshi’s “i’m counting on you” to Shiki got me GADKGALSKHKJLASHF

warning: mentioning of their lost against Karasuno (because jezuz any team crying makes ME CRY DAMNIT). this is a long HC omigod

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imagine a beautiful swan 🦢 surrounded by an aerie of eagles 🦅

that's you and your volleyball boys wherever you go

as someone who was offered a scholarship, and slightly far from home [with you coming from Hokkaido Prefecture], you decided to just join a club to create a temporary family

the only slot left was the manager position of the boys’ volleyball club, oh how lucky (ヾ;￣▽￣)ヾ

it was a difficult position to apply for due to various reasons

firstly, they are a prestigious team that represent Miyagi as a volleyball powerhouse, and of course, that meant that even the manager must be up to their standards and prestige

secondly, have you seen how scary coach Washijo is?? ＼(º □ º l|l)/

you had the privilege of seeing this demon coach yelling at his players in the middle of a match for a minor mistake and that memory resurfaced when you realised you might run into this old man in your dream school

nonetheless, knowing you had to quell your loneliness, you grew some balls and applied

thankfully you were accepted on the spot and Coach Saito was the one teaching you the basics

being a very competent student, you were able to get use to the routine. fast and efficient, you even got Coach Washijo to say you are a very good manager. that’s a whole ass achievement right there what the fuck- Σ(□_□)

but you also set a whole new standard as a volleyball manager in Shiratorizawa so now you can’t find new managers to take over your duties in the past year because the pressure was too high

you are just the manager but your time in the gym sometime lasts longer than the players themselves because you went back and forth making sure every equipment was functional and well taken care of

dumbbells that were not arranged properly accordingly their weight? you rearrange them perfectly

machine unclean? you take out your cleaning supplies and began to sanitise it to the best of your abilities

so now as a third year, you have to really juggle between your studies and club activities, but the team is always there to share your burden because you are their precious manager that stuck with them no matter what

first and foremost, we have the ambitious and sweet Tsutomu, the only first-year that made it to the regular roster

looks up to you like how he looks up to Ushijima

although you are no ace or whatsoever, your ability to take care of the entire team without breaking a sweat is just as impressive to him

he always finds a minute every day to express his thanks to you and that he will become a better ace than Ushijima, and for you to keep watch

contact name for you is “[y/n]-senpai 🥺🦢”

always compliments and compare you to a beautiful swan, leading to the team teasing him again for being a simp

but it didn't matter because he only speaks the truth!

of course you found him to be very sweet. even if he is taller than you, you still treated him as a team baby

he is easily scared about paranormal things ( : ౦ ‸ ౦ : ) so when they have late night trainings, you tend to look out for him more and makes sure he doesn't freak out when cleaning up dark areas

which then leads us to Kenjiro, who always scolds Tsutomu for causing trouble for you, especially if the first year ace-wannabe asked for you to tutor him

the team main setter also holds tremendous respect for you too, and is very impressed that despite being so busy, your grades remained at the top percentile and even tutor your fellow third years during busy exam periods on top of everything

Kenjiro might be serious most of the time, but the blush on his face when you give him any physical attention and the little sparkle he has in his brown eyes when you speak to him was not hard to miss

might have a teensy-weensy crush on his manager senpai ( 〃．．)

how can he not? you are beautiful, has the kindest smile, understanding and willing to stay late at night with the team when they had night training

he would make sure you weren't exhausting yourself in school and club activities

but instead of actively getting your attention, he is the type to take away others from your line of sight. to Kenjiro, competing for your attention is a lot harder since there were so many others trying to get close to you every single second

don’t bother asking his day, he will somehow let you know because he just wants to be part of your routine

might get a little pouty if you stop him from scolding Tsutomu because it made him look bad in your eyes

if you are lucky, you might be able to catch him staring at you with a tiny smile (*ﾟーﾟ*)

As for the other second year regular, Taichi, he might be quiet most of the time but it’s not difficult for you to converse with him as the manager

he appreciates you and how you take care of the team. you also encourage him during his play since he was still uncertain of his strength and how well he can play

your words help him before matches, because you were not one to sugar-coat to help the players gain superficial confidence, so he trusts you a lot

but he is still uncertain because now he wonders how you would view him if he had a serve miss, a miss blocked or whatever that causes the team to lose points

the trust you placed on him was more of a heavy burden at the beginning but over time he will come to learn that it was because you saw his potential and since then, he will be more confident in his plays, and might try aerial attacks even if he wasn’t sure about scoring a point

and finally, the beloved third years, your fellow pillars

Reon might be laid back and easier to approach but even his first impression was just “fierce” in your eyes

in the beginning, it was Reon that helped you to get used to the oddity of this team

he helped you with communications between yourself and Satori before you finally understood how the red head operated

in the end, you and Reon ended up being the parents of this group and humble them when they get too full of themselves

Hayato was similar to Reon, but he was more so protective of you and acts as your mentor in volleyball

also the guy who saved the most balls from hitting your face and always nagged about how you had to be more careful but he does it

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა shwoftly because he cares about you a lot

will turn around and asked the one responsible of spiking to practise their damn aim

because he keeps misplacing his phone, he ended up having to keep it with you

lmao me too Hayato, me too

With Satori, you two actually managed to get along despite how blunt he could get at times because he was just genuinely interested in your life in Hokkaido

he calls you his miracle buddy since you seem to be able to pull off the impossible at times for the sake of what you want to achieve ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

every single time he succeeds in his guess block, he will turn to you and just

v(´∀｀*v) -- “look at me, [y/n]-chan!”

and you will always clap for him to boost his mood

pls talk to him about Shonen Jump, even if it means letting him ramble on and on

he loves to pull you into random conversations, especially when either Wakatoshi is around

because you two are so diametrically different and Satori wants to hear you two’s answers to his questions for amusement

or if he was with Eita, because for some reason, their third year setter gets less agitated about his “semi-semi” nickname 👀

Satori smells ✨tea✨

Wakatoshi and you took the longest to actually get along because of how tactless he can be when speaking, often gaining criticism from his teammates about how he shouldn't’ scare off their manager

you learn to not take anything personal because his honesty and bluntness helps you to improve

he actually cares about you a lot but he just shows it in a different way

he always reminds you to take good care of your health. might send you random care packages with a note that says “i heard this is good for x y and z”

he will wait for you and escort you to your next destination if time permits. will always ask how you are for the day

might just stand behind you and stare ಠ_ಠ at whoever speaks to you rudely, even if it is mild, because hello? manners?? you speak to your loved ones with that mouth??

will think you are a weirdo for thinking he is weird (in the most affectionate way ever)

but he appreciates you for thinking his left-handedness was cool, it reminds him of when his father plays volleyball with him in his childhood

with Eita, even tho he is known to be serious and stoic most of the time, his competitiveness is very apparent when it came to you and Kenjiro

boi is madge because he wants to spend time with him too

of course you will talk to him. even if he is stoic, it doesn’t mean he won’t smile when he speaks to you.

i mean have you seen his smile? its so cute and nice to look at i mean- hdsakhfgalkhe

he visited his other third years’ dorm room once asking for fashion advice because he became a little self-conscious about his casual clothing after Satori said he looked bad in them

he just wants to look good for you in any outfit oKAY- dun judge him (∥￣■￣∥)

you once pointed out about his lip licking habits and he just

B L U S H E S like a damn fool in love

he took it as a sign of you being observant about him, which is true because let’s be real, he is one of the more handsome students in Shiratorizawa

will ask if you need help with the laundry but will just do it with you because it was a whole load of jerseys and misc that you alone had to handle

while you don’t usually have to worry about guys coming up to you for your number whilst you are in Miyagi

Tokyo is a whole different ‘jungle’. Shiratorizawa might be a powerhouse but that doesn’t mean those in Tokyo’s main stadium are weak either

over the course of three years, you’ve learnt to reject people asking for your contact but the boys will always materialise to whisk you away

“I strongly advise that you do not put our manager in an uncomfortable spot again. We shall see you in court,” Wakatoshi will warned

those people better look out because Shiratorizawa is there to put them in their place in court

they better recognise where they stand and realise Shiratorizawa’s manager is waaaaaaay out of their league

the lost to Karasuno was definitely something you didn’t expect

they team gathered with tears in their eyes, looking at you after the coaches left, apologising for losing

( ^^)/(･･､) “why are you sorry? i’m not angry, and i’m proud of you guys”

as per usual, you greet them with a smile because you have never felt disappointed in any of them. you are, like always, proud that they played so dedicatedly till the end

that was the enthusiasm and love for volleyball that you admire

the team knew your smile was genuine as well, and thanked you for supporting them all the way

(.づσ▿σ)づ. please give them all a hug, it will help them with the tears i promise

when the third years step down, you surprised the team with a new manager that you are able to find not too long ago

but don’t worry, you are the only one that will forever remain known as the white swan manager

although you stopped coming to club activities, you still stop by once a week to make sure your boys and the new manager are able to pull through because you just know Washijo is back to his demon mode again

pls save them from this old man

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stuff-and-fluffs · 3 years ago

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(name) —> your name or your oc’s name

his hands were always cold. not like the slightly-chillier-than-surrounding-temperature cold, but like… cold cold. ice cold. arctic cold. frozen tundra cold. it was honestly slightly concerning, but shirabu swears up and down that it has always been this way; he says it had been that way ever since he was little. he’d rather die than admit it, but he kinda sorta likes the way you fuss about him and fuss about his cold cold hands — saying that he might have an issue with blood circulation (his parents were also quite worried; the doctors said it was just him and not to worry) — and the way you’d capture his hands in yours, holding them tight, rubbing them to provide enough friction so they can finally warm up for once. he also adores the way you try to keep his hands warm once they’ve already lost some of the cold by you furiously blowing hot air on it, a look of concentration complete with furrowed brows and slightly scrunched-up nose and the way you’d insist that he wears a pair of gloves. he also loves the way you practically hold onto them as if they were lifeboats on a sinking ship during the hottest days of summer, trying to ensure that you don’t end up into a pile of melted (name) by the end of the day.

repost from my old blog! please do not plagiarize!

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tons-of-vball-huns · 3 years ago

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his hands were always cold. not like the slightly-chillier-than-surrounding-temperature cold, but like… cold cold. ice cold, arctic cold, frozen tundra cold. it was honestly slightly concerning, but shirabu swears up and down that it has always been this way; he says it had been that way ever since he was little. he’d rather die than admit it, but he kinda sorta likes the way you worry about him and fuss about his cold cold hands, saying that he might have an issue with blood circulation (his parents were also quite worried; the doctors said it was just him and no worry) and the way you’d capture his hands in yours, holding them tight, rubbing them to provide enough friction so they can finally warm up for once. he also adores the way you try to keep his hands warm once they’ve already lost some of the cold by you furiously blowing hot air on it, a look of concentration complete with furrowed brows and slightly scrunched-up nose and the way you’d insist that he wears a pair of gloves. he also loves the way you practically hold onto them as if they were lifeboats on a sinking ship during the hottest days of summer, trying to ensure that you don’t end up into a pile of melted (name) by the end of the day.

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nanaminokanojo · 3 years ago

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A Lot | SemiShira

CHARACTERS: Semi Eita X Shirabu Kenjiro CHAPTER COUNT: 1/1 WORD COUNT: 1600+ GENRE: fluff | boy x boy CONTENT WARNING: profanity | strong language SPOILERS: n/a CROSS POSTED ON A03 collection masterlist

"Glad you can make it."

Kenjiro’s voice registered in Eita’s ear, but he couldn't quite understand what the former was saying, unable to get over the way he strutted closer as if he was parting the Red Sea and emerging from it like a god surveying his domain. Kenjiro looked absolutely gorgeous in a pair of ripped jeans and a black, graphic shirt with some metal band's name printed on it, its wide armholes showing off his rather toned physique underneath.

It took the ash-blonde’s breath away. It was such a polar difference from how he would usually see Shirabu Kenjiro – almost always dressed neatly in either his med school uniform or something else proper as slacks and neatly-pressed oxford shirts – but the duality was a welcome sight with how Eita is finally seeing him wearing something more ‘human,’ so to say.

Just like the first time he met the younger guy after that impromptu gig where Eita’s band was called to perform, he had only one thing on his mind: ‘that,’ he thought, ‘that's the person I wanna marry,’ seeing how Kenjiro’s face morphed from that of utter tedium to genuine mirth which seemed to have lit up the dark, dingy bar where they’ve first crossed paths.

Even when Kenjro stood there, smiling to cover his confusion at the way Eita was just staring at him, the latter couldn't quite form words to say. His mind was just filled with the thoughts of what he wanted to do with Kenjiro if he had his way.

"Earth to Semi Eita?" the toffee-haired male said, finally making Eita snap out of it.

"I'm sorry," he managed to say, placing a hand behind his head as he suddenly felt embarrassed with how he was acting. Eita looked around, trying to keep his eyes off Kenjiro but to no avail. "This…this is something."

Kenjiro had given Eita tickets to the exclusive car show he was participating in. It wasn't exactly the older male’s thing, but since it was Kenjiro, he agreed to come, thinking maybe he would get to see more of what exactly goes inside his head. The former has been keeping him guessing for the past four months that they’ve known each other, but Eita had a hunch that Kenjiro liked cars. In what context, however, it was vague.

A smirk drew itself across Kenjiro’s mouth at Eita’s poor attempt at hiding the way he was staring but said nothing about it. The poor guy was acting atypically, usually cocky in his own environment with all the attention he gets on the regular for his pretty face and mind-blowing skills on the electric guitar, and yet, he had this side to him, all blushes and stumbling over his words. Kenjiro didn’t have to point that out. Besides, he found it sweet.

"Thanks for the tickets, by the way." Eita looked behind him where two of his friends were standing, saying things furtively to each other as they watched him, cheeky grins plastered on their faces. "I gave the rest to Tendou and Goshiki if you don't mind."

"Not at all. Glad you could all come."

Eita repeatedly rocked on the balls of his feet when his gaze finally locked with those caramel-hued eyes, unable to help it but check their owner out from head to toe. "So...is this your scene?"

"Uh-huh. You said you wanted to know, and this is pretty much it."

"You like going to car shows?" Eita surmised dumbly, Kenjiro’s rare laughter immediately filling his senses and rendering him useless.

Poor Eita did not even notice as a group of guys passed by, nearly knocking him over if it weren't for Kenjiro pulling him out of the way. In the process of trying to regain his balance, and quite frankly, his aplomb, Eita’s hands landed on Kenjiro’s waist, accidentally pushing him against the brick wall by the entrance to the venue, their faces mere inches from one another. He smelled of that strawberry lollipop he always had wedged between his lips and Eita wanted to taste it so badly.

Kenjro’s effect on him was just too profound. Eita was usually calm and collected but the former just causes him to be this bumbling fool whenever they were around one another.

"You okay?" Kenjiro asked, feigning innocence as his fingers lightly brushed over Eita’s tattooed arm. "You're acting all shy around me. What happened to the confident guitarist slash chick magnet I came to know?"

He's caught, so he saw no sense in lying. He chuckled. "You look extra hot today is all." Eita joined their hands together, lifting Kenjiro’s to his lips, also teasing him. .Two could play this game,’ he thought, not wanting to look stupid.

"Thanks?" Kenjiro’s expression didn't waver. "And to answer your question, I don't just like going to these events. I compete. I thought this was a good opportunity to show you." With their hands still entwined, he pulled Eita towards the inner grounds. "Let's go."

Eita would gladly go to wherever Kenjiro wishes to take him, liking the way he looked under the light of the setting sun instead of the usual smoke-filtered, dim lights of the bars where they would usually meet. The younger male’s excitement as he briefly looked at Eita was palpable, and it had the latter feeling all sorts of ways.

"What exactly do you do to compete?" he asked, absolutely clueless of what was happening.

"I build."

‘Is there anything about you that isn’t anything short of amazing?’

"Ta-da!" Kenjiro gestured towards this vintage Mustang, candy apple red with its top down and its interior in ivory.

Eita blinked at the car, shifting his eyes from it to the wonder that was this boy who seemed to hide so many things behind his unassuming facade. "You – you built this?"

"Mhmm. Full restoration. What do you think?" Kenjiro a toothy grin, eyes bright as he waited for Eita’s response.

"It's amazing. You're amazing."

Not really conscious of his actions anymore and filled with pride for Kenjiro’s talent, Eita found himself pulling the former towards him, arms snaking around his waist and planting a kiss to his temple.

Kenjiro laughed slightly but did not do anything to stop him. "If you keep doing that, I'll assume you actually like me, Semi."

His dark, drowning pools for eyes focused on Kenjiro, their fingers finding each other again in a slow, sensuous gliding of skin on skin and for a moment there, that spark which ignited flames in Eita spurred him on to admit how he felt on the inside without thinking. "I do like you."

It was Kenjiro’s turn to be flustered, not able to do anything else but look up at Eita, everything around them going quiet. At that moment, he could only focus on the person before him, not even hearing it when the number for his entry was called through the loud speakers.

"A lot, actually..."

"Semi..."

Kenjiro felt a hand on his shoulder and saw one of his crew members looking at him happily. "Jiro, you won!"

"Huh?" He extricated himself from Eita who was smiling encouragingly as he tried to make sense of what was going on. Everything was happening too quickly.

"Congratulations, Ken," Eita said, the nickname he gave Kenjiro, rolling off his tongue like spell that held the latter to him like the planets revolving around the sun. "Go on, claim your prize."

Kenjiro just looked at him, conflicted. Eita just confessed his feelings and yet he was pushing him to go get what he had won. It was the most polarizing thing for Kenjiro at the moment, and for the first time, he was disconcerted about things that involved Semi Eita. He is always the one teasing and confusing the silvery-haired dude, not the other way around.

Kenjiro turned but his steps faltered as he nodded slowly, gingerly pointing towards the podium, but he couldn't get himself to walk away when Eita, too, was looking at him expectantly.

Kenjiro had liked him since the first time they met. The feelings were mutual, just that he found it easier to be less obvious about it. Eita was just too attractive for words and Kejiro understood why people flocked to him and that's without mentioning how talented he is as a musician. He himself fell into that rabbit hole, and he was glad he did.

Over the time Kenjiro has known him, Eita proved to be this sensitive soul who was always considerate of people around him, and he spoke from experience. He just had a way of making Kenjiro feel important, asking about his preferences and showing up at the best of times even if he doesn't get any benefit from it apart from getting to know Kenjiro, his interests. His being. And Eita always seems to take pride in whatever Kenjiro did.

"Jiro, come on!" his companions said, but he shook his head, walking back to where Eita stood, a wide smile gracing his lips as their eyes met.

"Go ahead and get it." He spoke breathlessly. “I've got my prize right here.”

They laughed, shaking their heads as they walked towards the podium.

Kenjiro, on the other hand, made his way to Eita, throwing his arms around his neck when he was near enough. He stood on his toes and pulled Eita close. His arms automatically held onto Kenjiro despite his evident surprise, eyes growing wide at the sudden turn of events.

"I like you, too, Eita. A lot, actually," Kenjiro repeated Eita’s words earlier before crashing his lips to his.

-end-

Thank you so much for reading. Likes, comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated! Hope you enjoyed it.

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midnightlee25 · 2 years ago

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Yandere K Project Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Smokes - Mikoto Suoh

New start is finally here - Reisi Munakata

Misaki Yata

Mikoto Suoh

Kuroh Yatogami

Mikoto Suoh & Reisi Munakata

Having a darling that is affectionate with everyone - Mikoto Suoh, Reisi Munakata, Yashiro Isana, Nagare Hisui

Their darling avoiding/ wanting the yandere to leave them alone - Mikoto Suoh

Would they want their darling to become dependent on them or stay independent?

Yanderes and their love languages

Would they want their darling to become dependent on them or stay independent?

Do they actually call their darling “darling”? - Morisuke Yaku, Kenjiro Shirabu, Misaki Yata, Sharyu (Misaki Yuuki), Mafuyu Sato

Do they “collect” anything from their darling? - Reisi Munakata, Saruhiko Fushimi, Seri Awashima

Would their children also be yanderes?

Who would do NSFW punishments

Having a darling that has a high libido - Mikoto Suoh

Yanderes & Baby trapping - Mikoto Suoh, Reisi Munakata

NONE YET

Random Yandere Headcanons: Character headcanons: Tatara Totsuka

#yandere #yandere masterlist #k project x reader #yandere k project #k project

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oshicakes · 4 years ago

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when your classmates tease you with other guy

pairings. shirabu kenjiro x reader, futakuchi kenji x reader

genre. fluff

other: kunimi and hoshiumi, kageyama, suna and kenma, miya twins, sakusa and oikawa, aone and yamaguchi, konoha and semi

Shirabu Kenjiro

both of you keep your relationship lowkey to avoid being teased by both of your classmates.

but it doesn't occur to him that you'll get tease with other guy.

at first he didn't budge much. it'll die down in days, he thought.

he thought wrong. for two weeks, the guy constatly bother you. when there's pairings in subjects the guy would instantly come to you. it'll cause a commotion from your classmates.

although you cleared to the guy that you already have a boyfriend, he didn't believe you and continue doing his stunts.

you're already feeling uncomfortable. he calls you and texts you and everytime it happens you let shirabu talk to him.

shirabu already talked to the guy in calls, text and even at school. but the guy just smug at him.

anytime his patience will just disappear and ready to spike a ball right into the guy's face.

and that day came. the guy's keep holding your shoulder. you're clearly uncomfortable to it. although you dodges, he still keeps doing it. your classmates didn't even see it, they just continue teasing you together.

shirabu got fed up and slam his hand on his desk. everyone got quiet. he quickly go to your chair and face the guy.

"y/n's being nice to you but your taking advantage of it. can't you see how uncomfortable my girlfriend is? what's 'i don't like you and i have a boyfriend' that you can't understand, huh?"

the guy got quiet and his face is red because of embarassment.

"i've already talked to you, stop bothering my girlfriend. can't your little brain process it clearly?" he's pissed.

then he glared to all of your classmates.

you held shirabu's hand to calm him up. "kenjiro, please calm down."

shock is an understatement on how your classmates feel right at the moment. they taught that your just living next together that's why you both walk together. you stay late because of your own club activity not waiting for shirabu.

after that incident no one dared to tease you with someone else, they don't want to get to shirabu's nerve.

while shirabu become more clingy to you. when it's break time he would sit next to you then rest his head on your desk. play with your fingers while you talk to your friends.

Futakuchi Kenji

both of you keep your relationship a secret for no reason.

as the student council president, you are assigned to accompany the transferee around the campus. the transferee's nice so it's not hard for you to be close to him.

little did you know, your classmates been shipping the two of you. and when you came to the classroom together, they keep teasing the both of you.

you denied having a feelings with him infront of them but they just said that you're just indenial with your feelings.

it went on for a week. it's been stressing you out and your boyfriend can see it.

yes, you told him about the transferee and your classmates. he just keep his cool but he's already cursing all of them.

it's weekend. you went to futakuchi's house to bond with him, you know, babe time.

another little did you, your class group chat's a chaos for a reason that you and the transferee isn't online. they thought that you both are on a date.

you fell asleep on top of him on the couch. your phone's ringing so he took it and saw someone called you, it's the transferee.

"hi, y/n. they're teasing us again in our group chat. ive been telling them that we're not together but they just won't believe me."

"hey man, this is y/n's boyfriend. don't worry ill handle this."

"thank you, their teases just really becoming uncomfortable now." and the line died.

he opened the said group chat and saw 200+ chats talking about you and the trasferee.

he's really annoyed at the moment and he just wanna spike a ball straight to their face for them to realize that theres nothing going on between you and the transferee.

"we're not dating, i already have a boyfriend." he typed. the teasing goes on. now he's beyond annoyed now.

"hey pea brains, if you don't stop the teasing i will not hesitate to spike a ball straight to your faces. got that? it's not cool" then he send the voice message.

now the group chat full of 'who are you?', 'where's y/n?'

he snapped a photo of you and him then sent to it the group chat. you're on top of him and your face is on his neck. you're hair is blocking your face so he tucked it in on the other side. while he's just showing a smug face but you can clearly see how pissed he was.

"im the team captain of the volleyball club, futakuchi kenji and im the boyfriend of your classmate. so stop all of your nonsense while im still asking you all nicely, you dont want a ball hitting your face, right?"

that made the group chat more noisy. they're all asking about you and futakuchi's relationship and how could you keep it a secret from them.

he turned off your phone with a grin on his face. after that he snuggled to you and sleep in each other's arm.

futakuchi got woken up with a slap on his arm. "you're so rude with my classmates!"

"we'll they're rude too! they've been teasing you with the wrong guy."

"they don't know we're together."

"and who's idea is it to keep it a secret?"

"yours."

"no yours!"

"yours!" he then realize it's him but he don't want to admit it.

"shut up, i still want to sleep." then he pulled you on top of him again.

#haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #shirabu kenjiro x reader #shirabu headcanons #shirabu x reader #futakuchi kenji x reader #futakuchi headcanons #futakuchi x reader

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kshira · 4 years ago

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hellooo i love ur header omg <3 deidara 💖🥺

also i saw you reqs are open how about shirabu and lacy lingerie?

hi! & thank u <3 & yessss shirabu supremacy 👏🏻

shirabu + lingerie

t//w; f!reader, 18+ content, smut & cursing

“oh kenjirō~” you chime out walking into shirabu’s study, your body dressed with see-through lace adorned with pure whites stretching to your curves and frilly ribbons placed in impeccable places.

“what do you want?” shirabu deadpans hunched over his desk engrossed in medical paperwork, the sounds of the pencil dragging over papers never ceasing even when you walk closer to his position draping your bare arms over his shoulders.

he stills once the expensive lace brushes his skin, taking his cinnamon orbs to your face holding an innocent smile you nonchalantly look over his papers while dressed like that.

“fuck” shirabu mutters out spinning in his chair to pull you in his lap, guiding his hands over the lace and frills and toying with the paper thin material hoarding your perked buds, he raises you in his lap to let your legs spill over between his waist—a much easier access for him to your sensitive neck amongst the other places pulsing.

“do you like it?” your voice is sinful whispering in his ear grinding on his growing cock, he doesn’t answer instead moves his hands to your waist to rub down on him harder while his tongue drags saliva trails up your neck.

he leaves you breathless conquering your neck with his swollen lips leaving no spot without a bruise or bite, he keeps a grinding pace with a hand on the dip of your side and for the other hand it dances with the pearl lace stitched to your body.

a spring coiling through between your legs started to feel painful—you wanted relief from it to feel shirabu inside you and you wouldn’t mind him painting your body the color of what you were wearing but you also noticed shirabu was caught up in devouring your body with the obscenely indecent lace.

“want you to fuck me please..” your lips turn to a pout locking eyes with shirabu, he works his mouth slowly around the bud engulfing it lace and all—shirabu shifts to stand up pulling you to the bed with him.

once he falls to the bed you straddle back on him, you begin jerking the lace free from your body impatiently, just wanting shirabu in you but he’s quick to yank your hand away.

“keep it on” his jaw is tight eyeing down your movements he grabs both your hands with his and pulls you down to his level.

“everything?” your voice stammers, shirabu nods back pulling his hardened cock free to stroke it a couple of times.

“every fucking thing”

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jennyluvsgoshiki · 4 years ago

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Hi! First of all thanks for the follow I had a little panic there for a moment seeing that notification pop up! 😅 I hope you are having good day and may I request a Goshiki x reader where he has a crush on his senpai (second year) who just so happens to be really good friends with Shirabu and how all that would go down with the fact that Shirabu was protective over you with the Reader even knowing? Thank you in advance!!

a/n: hellooooo~ sorry it took me so long to make this post, but i hope you like the outcome of this! so far, this is my funnest request i've gotten. so i hope you enjoy reading this as much as i had fun writing this <333.

goshiki tsutomu having a crush on his senpai who's a friend of shirabu...

- you started your great adventure when you befriended shirabu in his 1st year.

- you were in the same class and you sat behind him, you had a lot in common and soon become really close friends.

- he was a member in shiratorizawa volleyball club and since you still haven't picked up a club, you decided to join.

- the guys were really happy they got a manager and you had a really great relationship with each other.

- comes in second year, where goshiki comes.

- you thought he was adorable with his haircut, but it looks like he found you more than that.

- ever since becoming a regular, he looked forward to impressing you.

- shirabu caught onto that, well i mean- everyone did. even the coach.

- ''GOSHIKI STOP STARING AT Y/N!!!!! WORK!!!''

- ''I- YES-OK..!!''

- you were left speechless every single time and the only thing you could do was hide your face.

- shirabu was pissed, everytime he talked about you, he slowly lost his cool.

- shiratorizawa boys often have sleepovers AND GOSHIKI CAN'T SHUT UP.

- ''i think y/n looked at me today..it was longer than 5 seconds.....~''

- ''no.''

- ''come on now, shirabu...~ our tsutomu is having his first crrrussshhhh..~''

- tendo's statement made shirabu go ''>:l'' harder everytime.

- ANNND OOOHHH BOOOYYY when you texted him saying you're going on a date with goshiki.

- ''i hope he falls into a puddle.''

- ''shirabu, jesus christ. stop.''

- ''film it. also call me if you feel like you need to.''

- goshiki and him fight a lot when you go out together.

- ''i'm the boyfriend✨''

- ''well i'm the closest friend so shut up.✨''

- it gets on your nerves but you're lucky and happy shirabu is protective because that shows he cares about you.

- shirabu is secretly happy you're with tsutomu because he knows tsutomu would never do anything bad too you, although he never admits it that he actually likes tsutomu.

- they both love you, shirabu is always there to lend you a hand in some struggles and goshiki is there to guide you or catch you from a fall during hard times. <3

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watevermelon · 4 years ago

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Expectations | Shirabu Kenjirou x Reader

✧ Summary: Having attended Shiratorizawa Academy from junior high, you were familiar with most of the students in your year. They were average, nothing special — until a certain vbc setter, from god knows whatever small town junior high he crawled out of, changed up your world. -> Tag: maybe language cause it’s shirabu; fluff and jealousy + slight angst

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Shirabu Kenjirō was a living, breathing pillar of salt. And it was rightly so. He was the friend, the shoulder to cry on, and the person that everyone viewed as reliable. This was not entirely a bad thing, since he was viewed as much more dependable than others. And this idea was not limited to volleyball. But being placed in that category separated him from the very people who put him there. The girls viewed him as, at most, a friend. He was the king and leader of the friend zone.

It was the end of his second-year and he would soon be taking over as captain of the boys’ volleyball team. He justified lack of love life on the fact that he had bigger things to focus on. And after their crushing defeat, Shirabu reasoned that Shiratorizawa needed a focused captain to lead them to victory.

But the road to triumph was… rather lonely.

Shirabu had his team with him one-hundred percent and silently appreciated them for their confidence and own unfailing determination (he won't admit out loud!) But it seemed like he was surrounded by couples. His kouhai, Goshiki Tsutomu, found comfort in another first-year that was a regular on the women's volleyball team.

Couples were disgusting.

Of course, majority of the members of the male volleyball were single. Ushijima was a super volleyball idiot and his focus seemed to never stray from the sport. But even with his cinnamon roll personality, the female base of Shiratorizawa seemed to flock to him. He was undoubtedly very handsome and tall. His grades were well above average and his fan club was incredibly prominent. Ushijima had all the makings of a great man and was noticed as such by a large pool of the student body. The difference was that Ushijima was willingly single.

Shirabu, deep in the non-explored depths of his heart, wanted to be noticed like his Senpai. When playing volleyball, Shirabu strived to be the type of setter that went by unnoticed and drew out the strength of his ace. And he knew the consequences of such. But still. He was the main setter on a highly prominent team and his skills are not hard to notice.

Maybe it was his rough personality? Pft. He would never change that for a person, no matter how special.

Shirabu was above average height and had amazing grades in a prestigious powerhouse. What wasn’t there to like? His sense of style was trendy and he was complimented on his clothes more than once. He as not too preppy like Goshiki and not too wild like Tendou. Was it his looks? His bangs were unusual, but they weren't as bad as coconut-head/bowl/Goshiki. Since entering adolescence, he failed to ever break-out and was blessed with marvelous clear skin. On more than one occasion, he would stare at the mirror and truly wonder just why.

Why was no one interested?

Enter you.

You attended Shiratorizawa in both middle and high school. Coming from a wealthy family, there was nothing standing in your way. You were fairly popular and had seen the multiple personalities flit through your advanced classes. And in your first-year came Shirabu, an outsider to Shiratorizawa from a lower-class middle school. After being in the system for three-years, you knew almost everyone and seeing a new face was refreshing.

From the very start, you wanted to bet to know him more. But he was incredibly reclusive and mysterious to the general student body. Nobody could answer your questions. Well. Nobody except a certain Salami and volleyball idiot. You shared an advanced statistics class with the two third-year volleyball players in your first year and from them you were able to peer more and more into the life of Shirabu Kenjirō.

“Why do you want to know, (F/N)-chan?” Tendou instigated, “You have a crush on him?”

“Please, Salami calm down.” He raised his hands and gasped, “Come on. There isn’t a single person in this school who I don’t know and suddenly nobody knows anything about him?”

“He is smart and adaptable.” Ushijima chimed in.

“And a little shit, that’s for sure.” Tendou stated. You rolled your eyes and returned your attention back to the statistics teacher. Sure, you wanted to learn more. But this class was hella hard and you still needed good grades. Eventually, you were able to gradually acquire more information and Kenjirō. You learned that he was the only player from the boys’ volleyball team to not get into Shiratorizawa with a sports scholarship. Instead, he got in on his own accord through the arduous exams and good grades.

The more you discovered, the more you liked him.

Shirabu had a work ethic that you hadn't seen in a while. Being in this particular school-system for so long ruined your perception of it. You perceived most of your classmates to have a truly pretentious or judgmental personality, but showing to be as sweet as honey to your face. Of course they wanted to be your friend, who wouldn't with your last name?

He hadn't.

Shirabu was straight-forward with a tongue laced with salt. Sign you the fuck up!

He had no qualms about talking back to you and you looked forward to your daily banter with an odd smile. It was strange. You could get any nice, sweet boy in the whole school. But what was the point if they didn't mean it? Shirabu was honest - a trait that should never be given up, even if it offended others. You would rather have someone give you genuine advice - even if it was mostly mean - rather than an empty friendship.

You had majority of the same classes together for the second year in a row. And you were the only person who would had the immediate desire to sit next to Shirabu as a partner. You silently viewed him as a friend, but there was always this barrier that you could never get over for your friendship to deepen. His time was always dedicated to volleyball. And you did not play any sports anymore.

You watched the volleyball team's crushing defeat to Karasuno and the heartbreak it caused to so many people, Shirabu included. The women's team was resorted to tears and you could not even look at the men for too long. Reon and Semi were so sweet and you wished you could protect them for all the bad in the world. You had never seen Shirabu cry before.

Shirabu... He seemed to only display emotion around his team. And this made sense since those were the people that he was closest too. The rare occasion you had seen his smile was when you had watched a game. They had an overwhelming victory against Johzenji High and you spotted the small grin on Shirabu after he scored the winning point. Your heart could barely take it. You only wished that he showed that side more to you...

He was friendly, but distant enough for you to want more. Shirabu was not cold to you and his harsh chitchat did not hold any true malice behind his words. But he never opened up to you. You wanted to learn more about him personally and if you wanted to, you would have to pry and almost force him to speak. He would give curt answers and then be done with the conversation. But, on more than one occasion, you would spot him typing away on his phone. It was no secret that the boys’ and girls’ volleyball team were fairly close and had a groupchat shared amongst them. You silently wondered if he was texting a girl from the team.

That thought had you instantly deflated and made you wondering if you ever had a chance with Shirabu. You were not one to be easily defeated, but with every brief conversation and blank expression he gave you, you considered giving up altogether. This happened around Valentine’s Day of your first-year. Shirabu was abnormally delighted and even smiled in the classroom at someone’s joke. You figured that sure, it was the day of love and he probably had something lined up for himself and his significant other – that was why he was so happy. And it hurt your heart. He smiled, but it was never because of you.

From there forward, you tended to avoid him to evade the imminent heartache every time you saw him. This was hard since you literally sat next to each other in most classes, but something entirely doable. You would leave the classroom immediately after class, show up right before it started, and not initiate conversation. It was always you that had previously opened up discussion, so when you had stopped there was little to none at all.

Shirabu caught up to your change and silently questioned it. On multiple occasions, you would catch him observing you from the corner of your eye and you silently hoped he would not question you outloud. Within a week, he was ready to corner you.

You were at your locker right after class, ready to pack-up and head over to photography club. He was silently bounding towards you and when you closed the locker he was standing right-there before your eyes.

“Did I do something to offend you?” He asked the moment your locker closed.

“No…” You stated haphazardly, clutching your backpack.

“You’re never his quiet or shy.” He noted, “Did something else happen?”

“I have to get to photography club…” Shirabu put his arm on the locker and blocked your exit. He was tall and there was no way you could out-run him, you were trapped.

“Don’t lie. We know it starts in twenty-minutes. You might be on the executive board, but you have a lot of time.” He sighed out, locking to the ceiling and then back to you. “Why are you ignoring me?”

“… Am I your friend, Shirabu?”

“Of course.” He did not hesitate to answer. “And it’s Kenjirō.”

“What?”

“Call me by my first name.”

“Oh.” You paused and let the name roll of your tongue, “Then you should call me by my first name too, Kenjirō-kun.” His eyes widened at the added suffix and a rosy dust covered his cheeks.

“Was that it?” He asked, “Come on, (F/N). That’s an immature reason to ignore me.”

“How was I supposed to know?” You questioned, “It never seems like you actually want to talk to me.”

“I’m talking to you now.”

“Outside of this!” You were beyond frustrated, “Ugh I’m fine now go away.” You lightly pushed his arm, but he did not budge.

“As if that would convince me.”

“You are so annoying.” You commented, “You never initiated conversation. I thought I was just bothering you.”

His gaze on you softened and you could not break the eye-contact, “You’re an idiot.” He teased and then ruffled your hair. That was the first time he had ever done physical-contact with you and you almost exploded then and there.

“I’m an idiot?” You repeated before walking away mid-sentence, “I’m hoping you treat your girlfriend better.”

He paused and let us hand drop down to grab your elbow before you go away. “Girlfriend? Where did this come up?”

“I thought…” Shit, you let that thought slip out-loud, “The men and women volleyball teams are close. And I’ve only ever seen you hang-out outside of class with them and those girls. I just assume...”

“You assumed wrong.” He quickly cut-off, “Ugh. What am I going to do with you?” He asked as he grabbed you into a hug. You returned the affection and you knew that a blush must have stained your face! And what was that question?

Shirabu continued, “So was that the real problem? You were jealous of my supposed ‘girlfriend?’” He laughed at his question and you were going to die from his smile. God it was so rare and you wished he graced you with it more!

“No! Don’t get too ahead of yourself!” You yelled back, but it was muffled against his chest. He leaned back to see your face and teased you for your embarrassed expression.

“You’re an idiot.” He laughed again.

Since then, your friendship with Kenjirō was gradually improving. But it seemed that there was this silent barrier that you could not overcome. You could talk about your problems, but not about his. And since then, he had not initiated any physical contact. If you ever brushed hands or simply leaned against him, he should shift away and pretend it never happened! Did you really make any progress?

Finals were coming up and that was giving you one last chance to spend time with Shirabu before the end of the schoolyear. Sure, you could always ask your father and he had the power to put you two in the same class again next year - But! Did you want to waste your last year together pinning after him?

Your study group was comprised of yourself, Shirabu, Kawanishi, and two people from his class. Kawanishi was in Class 5, which was also advanced, but he was so damn lazy! You saw his potential and only wished that he tried harder and quit fucking around.

The three other members of the group were missing that night and the two of you were left alone to grovel over English. Your English was better than Shirabu’s but the opposite could be said about history. You paired each other well and aided the other's faults.

You commented on this once jokingly, saying, "You complete me!" He simply rolled his eyes and brushed it off before continuing to study.

Damn. This boy cannot take a hint.

You attempted to show the boy your advances. But it seemed Shirabu would shut you down at every try, almost like he knew what you were doing and was firmly against it. A part of you considered backing down. He had made his intentions clear for two straight-years, maybe you should not waste another year on someone who obviously does not want your attention?

That thought last for a second before you waved it off. There was no one else you were even remotely interested in. If he said no, that’s fine. But you were probably not going to peruse anyone else.

Both you and Shirabu were spacing out from over-reading the textbook and happened to make eye contact. "What's on your mind?" You asked.

"Things you cannot understand."

"You really think that low of me?"

"No. I'm going to be the captain of the volleyball team in a few weeks."

"Wow."

"There's no way your pampered ass would get it."

"You think about my ass?" You teased, but he pretended to ignore the question. You spent enough time with him to notice the minute narrowing of his eyes and the slight curve in the corner of his left lip.

Damn, this boy had you bad.

"I'm sure you'll do fine, Kenjirō." You comforted, "You're very smart and reliable. I believe that your training won't betray you."

"Reliable..." He murmured. "That's exactly what I'm talking about."

"What do you mean?"

He scoffed at your question, "Exactly. You won't understand."

"Then explain it to me!" You exclaimed.

"Why should I?" He seemed just as inflamed.

"Because I care about you! You big, dumb, idiot!"

Shirabu paused before fully looking at you, surprise evident. "Well, everyone expects this idiot to be reliable and lead the team. But..."

"But...?"

"That's all that people expect from me. To be the smart one. To live to everyone's expectations and shoulder the border of living up to the name ''powerhouse.'" He was getting more agitated and louder with each word.

"Woah, calm down."

"I can't calm down! In a few weeks, I'll lose the ace that I've admired for years and majority of our regular team! How am I supposed to fill in their shoes when we're losing one of the top 3 spikers in the country?"

You had no shame in grabbing his chin and turning his full attention to you. "Listen here you idiot. Don't interrupt me! I said don't! I stopped sports, but I know this is something entirely inevitable. Your senpai's are moving onto the next phase of their lives, but it's not something you can stop or change. You have to accept the future and make the most out of it and I know you will. Shiratorizawa is not the only school with graduation. Your rivals and others will lose their precious third-years and its then will you be able to analyze them and attack. But you need to calm the fuck down."

Shirabu was hanging onto every word. Nodding at some parts and fully taking in what you were trying to convey. At the end of your speech, he pushed your hands away from his face with a slight rosy dust on his cheeks. No woman, outside of his mother, had ever done that to him before.

"You're a real pain, (F/N)." he started, "But thanks. I needed that."

"No problem, I just want you to know that I can be here for you." You extended your hand to cover his own on the desk.

His eyes latched onto your hand before he averted his gaze and attempted to pull his hand away. You kept a tight enough grip to keep it in place, but not enough to hurt. "Must you touch me so much?"

"You are such a tsundere, oh my god." You commented, "Of course, I had to like you."

He stilled and looked directly into your eyes, as if that would confirm your previous statement. "Are you really that surprised?" You asked. "You're really handsome and you have the type of personality that I find most attractive."

"Tsundere?" He joked.

"No. You're honest." You admitted, "You're not like the rest of them, who only see dollar signs when they see me. You've roasted my ass multiple times in class and I wouldn't have it any other way. You say the truth and don't sugar-coat your words for anyone."

"I like you." You simply stated. You watched the words seem to finally reach something in his mind and at this point he seemed to panic. He pulled his hand away and you did not hide your outward hurt. Shirabu made a lame excuse and quickly packed up his stuff to leave.

You never felt more sad and alone.

XXXXX

Shirabu was freaking the fuck out. He wanted someone to notice him and it had to be you??? You were beautiful and nearly perfect in every way. Your beauty went beyond the physical level and you were blessed with intelligence and an even greater family tree.

None of this mattered to him before. You were his friend and classmate and probably the one person in class who did not endlessly irritate him. How could you possibly have feelings for him? He didn't deserve you, not a bit. He had an endless list of faults, including his knowingly sarcastic personality, and you were the friendliest person in school! No way. You could be happier with literally anyone else.

He could not deny all your positive traits, even though he made an effort to ridicule you. You were an overall amazing person and he could not deny his latent crush on you. But he had squashed it since your friendship was mostly comprised of friendly banter. You could never have feelings for him, he previously thought. So he would rather treasure your friendship and watch you from the sideline.

However, Shirabu had to admit that it was a dick move of him just to leave you there after your confession. He was usually the type to speak his mind and your feelings must have blinded his brain. He set-out to clear the air and admit why.

In class the next day, you were nowhere to be found and refused to respond to calls and texts. Seeing you so affected, Shirabu could not help but feel like a huge ass. He owed you big-time, but he had to start somewhere: an apology. Shirabu had to clear the air and make it known that he appreciated your affections, even if he had to deny them. He was not above annoying you and did such continually.

Knocking on your dorm room, he showed up right at your front door.

Shirabu heard movement inside, but not closer to the door. He called your phone again and heard the ringtone go off from within, just for you to mute it. He knocked about eleven more times before you opened the door.

"What do you want?!" You asked as you swung the door open with full force.

"To clear the misunderstanding, (F/N)."

"God, you are so annoying. Did you know that?"

"You are too. Now hear me out, you crazy."

"Excuse me?!"

"Please." You sighed and moved aside for him to enter and he did such. He uncharacteristically took your hand and guided you to sit-down on your bed.

He paused, as if to fully think about his words, before sitting next to you. "You need someone who has time for you."

"What?"

"I'll be the captain soon and I do not want to disappoint anyone. I'll be busy and unable to be the proper boyfriend."

"Is that your only complaint to this relationship?"

"No."

"What else?"

"You deserve someone who can make you happy."

You gave a small laughed and asked, "Who says you don't already make me happy?"

He stared at your for a moment before asking, "What?"

"I don't want someone who you think will make me happier with kind words or bullshit. I want someone honest." You candidly admitted, "And we are friends already. I know you're dedicated to volleyball and I don't want that to change. I already know how you are and that’s why I like you more than anyone else. You alone can make me happy. For someone smart, why is this so hard for you to understand?"

He sputtered, unable to give a cohesive reply and for once you saw be great Shirabu struggle over his usually articulate words.

"Wait." You realized that he had multiple complaints about this relationship before you interrupted him. "Just be straight with me. Do you have feelings for me?"

It was at this moment that Shirabu had the clearest view of you. You were in the closest proximity than ever before, sharing a seat on your bed! He could gaze clearly into your eyes and sense the distress and vulnerability from your previous words. He stretched the silence and you took that as a rejection. He immediately rectified the situation by grabbing your hand and placing a light kiss at the top.

"I never thought you were interested in me." He admitted, "I thought I was deep in the friend zone. So I would have rather kept your friendship than risked ruining it."

"You're an idiot." You smiled grabbing his wrist to pull him closer. He obliged and allowed you to place a light kiss on his cheek.

"Now will you be my boyfriend or will I have to convince you?" You whispered in his ear to tease him and could literally see the shiver go down his back as he stiffened.

When you pulled away, his eyes were half-lidded and you silently wondered if his dominant attitude translated romantically.

You didn't have to wonder long since he returned the favor and went even further, nibbling your ear lightly before placing butterfly kisses around your neck. "Maybe you'll have to convince me."

You laughed before wrapping your arms around his neck, quickly taking command and enveloping his lips against your's. However, you did not have it for long and the setter was quick to flip the positions and hover over you. He gave one his rare smiles and you felt one breaking out across you'rs, stretching from ear to ear. Shirabu, who was in no rush, descended back down to your silky lips - noses bumping and hands fisting into each other's hair. His grip was firm, but not tight enough to hurt. You moaned, unintentionally, and he took that as an invitation to lick the entrance to your cavern. You parted your lips quickly, eager to feel his tongue against yours. The rest of the day went by ignored, the two of you enveloped in each other's affection with not a single care in the world.

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