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strawbearisamu · 3 years ago

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using your insecurity against you

❀ timeskip! suna rintarō, oikawa tōru, bokuto kōtarō x gn! reader

summary: words cut so much deeper when they're from someone you love.

genre: angst(ish) to fluff, hurt/comfort

note: requested by anon — here! 💗 not really proofread bc its so late aaa.

suna rintarō

the room falls silent. guilt choking him as he processed what he had just done, said. becoming the man he swore he'd never be, weaponising your insecurities, saying things he knew would hurt most, make you most vulnerable.

"yn-."

"save it, rin. you've said enough." you shot him the coldest glare you could muster as tears welled up in your eyes, chewing on your lower lip, trying to hold back the tears, to maintain any semblance of control. an aching pain in your chest, as you backed away from him, the man you had wholeheartedly trusted.

"please, i didn't mean it," he pleads, heart clenching at the way you look at him, the usual warmth in your eyes gone. internally berating himself, especially when you flinch at his attempt to comfort you.

"i'm sorry," he sputters, his voice raw and vulnerable, "please believe me, you don't have to forgive me, but please believe me when i say i didn't mean any of it," desperation in his eyes and you finally give in.

the tears now freely coursing down your cheeks as you hold nothing back, he wraps both arms around you, bringing your head to the comfort of his chest as you finally let it all go, allowing yourself to sob in his warmth and embrace.

oikawa tōru

the pressure and stress of the big game, sponsorships, his public image, everything had been grinding at him, the weight of it compounding, tensions growing until it couldn't anymore, until it had nowhere to go but be released, and you, you were just the closest option, a victim.

in a moment of trying to reach out, to help, everything boiled over. he responded to your kindness with harsh words. it's ice cold, and it hit you where it hurt, a throbbing feeling in your chest. taking in a short breath as you feel your throat close up.

rational judgement clouded by the myriad of emotions he was experiencing, he merely pulls his head back into his hands, rubbing circles on his temples, ignorant to how he had hurt you.

his emotions wind down a little later, he hears the muffled sounds of your sniffles from behind your bedroom door and gingerly opens it.

your crying form a lump on the bed, your body shaking with the torrential onslaught of the hurt from his words, everytime you think you can move on, the memory of it returning. tears rolling off your cheeks with no signs of stopping, a slight saltiness on your tongue as the rest of it bleeds into the pillowcase. you find yourself tucked under the blanket, your only source of comfort away from the world, from oikawa.

his heart breaks at the sight and he rushes towards you, sitting on the edge of the bed as he gently pats your head sticking out from the sheets.

"yn? are you okay? do you wanna talk about it?" his voice soft and calm, a slight hesitation in his voice as you refuse to answer or even look up at him, only continuing your silent sobs into the pillow as he incessantly begged for your attention.

"how could you bring that up tōru? i trusted you," your voice choked up, eyes red and puffy.

he blinks twice as he it finally dawned on him, the guilt catching up with him as he anxiously swallowed.

"y-yn, i'm sorry i was being a selfish jerk, i didn't mean any of it, i swear," he pleaded, "i let my own insecurities affect you and that's the worst part about it. i never meant to hurt you, ever. please believe me yn."

you slowly turned towards him, pouting as he enveloped you in a hug, peppering kisses on your face and over your tear stained cheeks, reassuring you with each kiss.

"you're beautiful." "you're perfect." "you're kind." "you're none of the crap that i said."

"i know i don't deserve to be forgiven, but i hope you know i never meant any of it, you're enough, you always have been and always will be."

bokuto kōtarō

bokuto had grown a lot emotionally since his high school days, but a shadow of the old him still remained, so when a game goes sour because of him, it took only so much for him to escalate things.

you try to comfort him, an arm over his shoulder where you sat on the couch, but he only grows increasingly frustrated, finally lashing out on you. at his most vulnerable he exposes your insecurity, attacking it in defense of himself.

your throat tightened, lips trembling as you felt a heat rise in your face, an unsettling twist in your gut as you processed his words.

realisation hits him immediately, along with the surge of guilt. panickedly taking back what he said, head shaking aggressively, vehemently denying it. "you're not yn, you're not," repeating it desperately, he needed it to be ingrained in you, he needed you to understand.

"my emotions got the better of me again, please i never wanted to hurt you," his eyes watering, a dull heartache in his chest as he watched you, the love and light of his life, break down right in front of him, because of him.

he pulls your head into his shoulder, gently patting your back and rubbing circles into it.

"i'm so sorry baby, you're none of that okay, you're none of that. i love you."

sol’s comments ❀: holy crap i have no idea how to write angst to fluff or hurt TT, angst writers are the real mvps, i salute all of you. also just realised how often i have people cry, i feel like someone is crying in every post lmaooo :" also please someone request something where the boys cry mwahaha. >:)

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strawbearisamu · 3 years ago

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