#tutor!akaashi

[sugawarassoulmate]

tutor!akaashi who started out sweet and ready to help bimbo!reader because she's inexplicably taking a super high-level literature course for her degree but she's so stupid and nothing clicks in her tiny brain so he decides that positive reinforcement (fucking her) is the only way to get her to remember anything.

"the only thing you're good at is sucking cock," akaashi groans as he recites verbatim the passage you were supposed to be remembering. "where is that from?"

you search through your memory, trying to remember all the plays and novels you studied this year but the position akaashi has you in —sitting in his lap while he thrusts up into you over and over again—has your brain turning into mush.

suddenly akaashi's tone turns disapproving and you're afraid of making him upset again.

"ah! hamlet?" you finally say, hoping that you actually got it right this time. "a-act three, sc-scene one?"

akaashi stops moving, giving your cunt a break after he's already made you cum twice. "look at that," he coos. "all you needed was some dick to get the answer right."

he doesn't give you much time to rest, flipping your bodies over until you're pinned to the bed. "k-keiji! please just gimme a second—"

"ah, ah," akaashi says, slowly burying his cock in you until he's at the hilt. "we still have three more questions to go. you want to make me proud, don't you?"

and you really, really do.

©sugawarassoulmate 2023 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[mrs-nubenueve]

udai and akaashi facetiming over why akaashi thought it was absolutely necessary to strike out an overly-indulgent exposition scene but udai gets distracted bc why tf is akaashi. who drinks caffeinated beverages like water. who pays no heed to how well his meal of choice corresponds to the time of day/night. who he swore was deathly allergic to non-processed convenient store and non-fast food. is so obviously and so carefully meal prepping well-balanced and objectively healthy meals in cutesy matching tupper sets.

[cr4yolaas]

how would you guys feel if i told you not a single part of blue spring was planned at all

[immamapletreekid]

id offer up a chunk of my soul for a fukurodani centric novel on their school days

[causenessus]

i definitely got way too deep into this and started my aforementioned 2 hour long video essay analysis of drunk walk home so here's the rest of my tags that don't fit </3

DRUNK WALK HOME

chapter one: morning after

masterlist

“i hear my heart breaking tonight / do you hear it too?” -pink in the night by mitski

cw: mention of/implied drinking problem

extras!

mattsun and tendou are #1 yn defenders for life it does not matter if she is wrong/in the wrong (and she is the majority of the time)

yn spent a good chunk of time on her own drinking herself into oblivion and trying not to care about the fact that she was crying in public before she called tendou

akaashi yn beef is deep and long-running (we will absolutely get into it)

he has not filter when it comes to yn and he hardly even tries

yn is still nursing that hangover and has not even once asked for her phone back she is too nervous and humiliated to even look at it

this is kinda chaotic and messy and it was kinda supposed to be but im sorry if this sucks im not confident abt it yet lol

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[akiw0]

falling asleep on haikyuu men

⋆˙⟡ featuring : bokuto koutaro & kageyama tobio ⋆˙⟡

⋆˙⟡ gender-neutral reader

⋆˙⟡ warning : no warnings!! pure fluff ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ enjoy !

BOKUTO KOUTARO would suddenly go still ( which is a shocker ) when he would feel the weight of your head fall onto his shoulder. you were both on the train home from school, and it was fair that you were tired from the exhausting school schedule. peering over to you carefully, he'd try his best not to burst from how adorable you looked, and he'd lean back against his seat, lounging his arm softly around your shoulder, to keep you still and comfortable in the moving train. he'd also anxiously check the stations every second, as to wake you up when you were nearing yours. he'd also sneakily try his best to sneak a picture. ( failed ) ( akaashi laughed at him when bokuto told him the next day )

KAGEYAMA TOBIO would shut down. you probably would be tutoring him in the empty club room, sitting next to him on a couch, and trying your best to make him understand. after giving him a particularly hard excerise to solve, you leaned against the couch and closed your eyes " for a second " to give him some time to try to solve it. clearly, it was taking a bit too long, as 15 minutes later you found yourself snoring and slightly drooling with your head against the hard couch. when he heard the noise, he finally looked up at you. blinking repeatedly, he shut down for a second. what should he do? what is appropiate for him to do without making you uncomfortable? looking around, a bit panicked, he sat up and carefully moved your upper part on the couch, taking off his jersey and putting it on you to make up for not having blankets in there. awkwardly shuffling, he sat down on the floor and continued trying to solve the exercise ( he didn't , with his heart beating way too fast )

credit : i used @cafekitsune's dividers! <3

[pin-k-ink]

Bokuto Kotaro

CW: toxic behavior, dub-con, possessive behavior, emotional manipulation, pervy bokuto, mentions of male masturbation, implied handjob

a/n: yeah idk wtf this is

send me your haikyuu thirsts

Bokuto had everyone fooled. To the outside world, he was the manchild captain of the Fukurodani volleyball team, known for his intense mood swings and childlike mindset. He struggled with academics, and even his teammate Akaashi had given up on trying to help him learn. Bokuto played the part of the immature eighteen-year-old perfectly, but it was all an act.

One of Bokuto's greatest prideas was his ability to deceive others with ease. He learned from his friend Kuroo that playing dumb could get you almost anything you wanted, and he put this knowledge to good use.

For years, Bokuto had been singularly focused on becoming Japan's next top volleyball ace, never giving romance a second thought. That all changed when he met her, a schoolmate who had been in the same school as him since middle school. She was always in the highest class, and Bokuto never had the chance to talk to her. She seemed to exist in a league of her own, her beauty and intimidating presence making it impossible for him to approach her.

She was the only person who could completely change Bokuto's mood without even realizing it. He spent years trying to capture her attention in various ways, but eventually, he resigned himself to admiring her from afar, believing his efforts to be futile.

That is, until he learned Kuroo's little trick: act dumb. Unbeknownst to Akaashi, Bokuto had already mastered every single concept Akaashi tried to teach him. He just needed the teachers to believe he was hopeless enough to require a tutor with the expertise to teach someone like him: her.

His plan worked almost flawlessly. The first time she spoke to him, Bokuto was so overwhelmed that he couldn't even find the words to respond. She brushed it off, immediately getting down to business.

Tutoring sessions with her quickly became the highlight of Bokuto's day. Today marked an entire year since she had started teaching him, and he knew that she had grown accustomed to his presence and mood swings. Even more remarkably, she never blamed him for any of his shortcomings.

Bokuto can’t be held accountable for "accidentally" flipping her skirt up countless times. She blamed herself, claimed it was because she wore her skirt higher than usual due to the hot weather. He didn’t just go home and jerk off to the fresh image he had branded into his mind the moment he saw the way her panties clung to her pussy lips.

He couldn't be blamed for spilling water on her shirt, he’s just clumsy like that. He totally did not want to see what color bra she wore. He was absolutely not secretly relishing the sight of her nipples pebbling under the wet fabric, watching the cute pink buds pressing against the material.

She brushed it off whenever he hugged her out of excitement, his hands conveniently finding their way to her ass when he embraced her. She chalked it up to a mere coincidence caused by their height difference, brushing off the way he’d squeeze her flesh and press himself against her.

Now, she was the only one capable of pulling him out of his mood swings during a match. All she needed to do was let him rest his head on her thighs before the game. Sometimes, he'd even bury his face in her stomach or her tits, claiming it was vital to his performance.

He can’t be blamed for getting hard in the middle of a lesson. It’s her fault for explaining this particular topic in biology in such vivid detail. He is practically in tears as he begged her to help him jerk off, playing the part of the helpless idiot who couldn't take care of himself. How dare she insinuate that he had pretended not to understand so she’d have to resort to using layman’s terms to explain the human reproductive system.

From there, things escalated quickly. She became his unofficial babysitter and girlfriend, though they never put a label on their relationship. As long as she had enough sense not to leave him, not to shatter the vulnerable state he had reduced himself to, he had nothing to worry about.

In every sense but name, she was practically his wife now. How cruel would she have to be to crush his delusions and force reality upon him? She had no choice but to fall in love with him, to marry him.

As they sat together, Bokuto's head resting in her lap, he looked up at her with tearful eyes. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he whimpered, his voice wavering. "You're the only one who understands me, the only one who can help me."

She sighed, running her fingers through his hair in a soothing gesture. "I'm here for you, Bokuto-san. I'll always be here for you."

A smile tugged at his lips, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Promise me you'll never leave me," he whispered, his tone equal parts pleading and demanding.

"I promise," she replied softly, unaware of the depth of the web he had woven around her.

Bokuto closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her touch and the weight of her promise. She was his now, bound to him by the strings of his manipulation and the strength of his obsession. And he would make sure it stayed that way, no matter what it took.

[cottonlemonade]

Thinking about Bokuto tutoring you.

I know I know but hear me out!

You’re a new student at Fukurodani Academy. The semester just started and since your Japanese isn’t super fluent yet you are placed in class 3-1. You have quite a bit of trouble following the lessons because everyone is talking but there are no subtitles! During math class, you have your most embarrassing moment yet when you’re being asked a seemingly simple question but no matter how slowly the teacher repeats it you can’t figure it out. Maths already isn’t your strong suit in your own language, much less in a foreign one. You hide your face behind your book when the teacher moves on and calls on the tall, broad guy with spiky gray hair who sits by the window and he gives a simple and correct answer.

When he shoots you a wide grin afterwards you make up your mind to ask for his help during lunch.

Bokuto feels his chest swell when the new girl of his class comes up to him standing with Washio and Akaashi by the vending machines, waiting for their snacks to drop.

You nervously knead your chubby fingers when you ask in broken Japanese - that had him almost fall to his knees in cuteness - if he could tutor you.

Washio bursts out laughing but, after a sharp look of Akaashi, immediately stops and busies himself with the wrapper of the bun that the machine just spat out. Bokuto agrees enthusiastically and tells you to wait for him tonight after training for your first lesson.

When you walk away, Washio and Akaashi look at their captain expectantly and he explains.

What actually happened during that math lesson was that Bokuto was very busy staring at you, twirling his pen in his fingers while drowning out all noise around him. Your full cheeks and round, squishable body made his heart throb. And oh my god, you looked even more adorable blushing like that! He was ripped from his dreaming gaze by the teacher and not wanting to look stupid in front of you he said the first number that came to his mind.

“4?”

“Was that a question?”

“4.”, he said firmly.

And for the first time ever, it actually was 4. Relieved, and lowkey proud, he turned to grin at you, raising two fingers in a peace sign.

Of course, he can’t keep up the charade for long. And by “for long” I mean as soon as you ask him the first question he caves and tells you that he actually has no idea about math but that maybe you two could study together nonetheless. And you blush for the second time that day and agree.

[4unnyr0se]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :haikyuu masterlist: :;

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ fics | smut

❥ nepenthe | kotaro bokuto

➥ bokuto's in a slump because he's missing all his spikes, and the only person who can cheer him up is msby's prettiest manager

❥ meddle about | kenma kozume

➥ kenma is forced to attend a work-related party. he runs into a model that works closely with lev, and she's into him

❥ que linda | shoyo hinata

➥ homesick, hinata jumps on the first plane to japan and hits up his old manager that he had a massive tiny crush on

❥ elysian | koshi sugawara

➥ sugawara and the art teacher bond over cleaning up glue and macaroni, which blossoms into something more

❥ ohmami | hajime iwaizumi

➥ iwaizumi runs into his high school best friend at the gym he works at, and it's too dark for her to walk back home all by herself. so obviously he's a gentleman and drives her

❥ moth to a flame | toru oikawa

➥ oikawa hates ushijima with every bone in his body. turns out his ex-girlfriend feels the same way. why make him furious by making a sex tape?

❥ shameless | kei tsukishima

➥ you and tsukishima have been enemies since high school. you enroll in sendai university thinking that you have finally escaped him and his stupid good looks. you were wrong.

❥ apple cider | tobio kageyama

➥ tobio is failing his biology class, specifically struggling with the human anatomy unit. who's better than to tutor him than the annoyingly smart hot nerd girl?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ fics | fluff

❥ young love at fukurodani | kotaro bokuto

➥ boktuo and his schoolboy crush

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ drabbles | smut

❥ tsukishima plays the waiting game | part i | part ii |

➥ tsukishima has a crush, but he bides his time

❥ tsukishima and asphyxiation

➥ tsukishima's little girlfriend likes his hands around her neck

❥ kuroo as your boss

➥ kuroo and his sexy new employee

❥ matching with haikyuu captains on tinder | part i | part ii | part iii | part iv |

➥ captains match with you on tinder

❥ pretty and possessive

➥ possessive! oikawa meets you at a party

❥ eat it from the back!

➥ kenma and akaashi eat it from the back

❥ til your teeth rot!

➥ how akaashi, osamu, kenma, and bokuto eat it

❥ morning breath

➥ morning sex with kenma and suna

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ drabbles | multiple | smut

❥ caught ya!

➥ catching you masturbating

❥ fuckin with the pretty setter squad | part i

➥ how the members of the pretty setter squad fuck

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ smau | smut

❥ spicy insta post reaction | part i | part ii |

➥ reacting to you posting a spicy pic on insta

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ headcanons | smut

❥ yuu nishinoya & morisuke yaku

➥ sfw & nsfw

❥ tobio kageyama

➥ sfw & nsfw

[fleurheart]

Keiji Akaashi As Your Tutor ───────── 0.01

☆ tutor!akaashi who was actually the one to offer to tutor you after hearing you were having some trouble due to just moving schools in the middle of the year.

☆ tutor!akaashi who greets you with a charming smile as you two meet each other for the first time to schedule tutoring, causing you to silently curse yourself, embarrassed your getting tutored by a really cute guy.

☆ tutor!akaashi who as you guys have more tutoring sessions and get closer, he invites you over yo his house to have the tutoring or he’ll sometimes go over to yours (you guys actually do school work :o )

☆ tutor!akaashi who purposely leans close to you when he’s explaining a problem. In the corner of his eye he sees you get flustered which makes him secretly smirk.

☆ tutor!akaashi who finds himself falling for you. As spring break is coming up soon which means no more tutoring sessions, he asks you out on a date. No tutoring this time. He takes you to a park where he prepared a picnic for the both of you (boy knows how to cook). It totally didn’t get crashed by bokuto, kuroo, and kenmaaa nooo

☆ tutor!akaashi who treats you to your favorite dessert when you score high on a test/quiz, he also loves to praise you. “Good job, sweetheart. I’m so proud of you” “well done my love” he says giving you a kiss on your temple or patting the top of your head.

☆ tutor!akaashi who sometimes has to invite bokuto to your tutoring session because he also is having trouble.

☆ tutor!akaashi who turns red as bokuto exposes him for always talking about the pretty girl who he tutors.

☆ tutor!akaashi who has to scold bokuto to stop distracting you as you solve a problem he told you to try by yourself. You get distracted easily whenever Bokuto is around. He’s good at distracting people.

☆ tutor!akaashi who smiles and makes sure to keep it in mind when you tell him he looks handsome with his glasses so he makes sure to wear them more often around you.

☆ tutor!akaashi who lets you borrow one of his headphones as the two of you study.

[fuckitupfelix]

HII!!! ^.^ can I request a nerdy manager male reader with suna, hinata and akaashi! :3

YESSS OF COURSE ^^^ i hope you like it !!

bookworm :p

haikyuu!! x male reader

chars: suna rintaro , hinata shoyo , akaashi keiji

FEM ALIGNED DNI

SUNA RINTARO — ★ !

he finds it funny how dedicated you are to your studies

at lunch? you've got your textbook out

during practice? you're reviewing your notes while the team's on a break

the twins are fighting? you're a smudge in the corner of the video he's taking, hunched over your notebook in the bleachers

he'll tease you about it here n there about little things (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

-> "hey, fix your posture. you're gonna have back problems when you're 40."

if you're studying really hard for a test , he'll get the twins to leave you alone so you can study ^^

whenever you offer to tutor someone, suna always tells you to charge money for it

-> especially when it's the twins 😭

will 100% buy you energy drinks to help you stay awake

HINATA SHOYO — ★ !

you're like an angel sent from the heavens

he can only suffer through tsukishima's mean tutoring and he can only bother yachi for so long..

thankfully the team has two smart managers !! (that he has the balls to talk to. . .)

he'll listen to you yap about the lesson you just had or whatever material you just studied because it helps him learn too !

when you see his test results for the first time, you officially make it your mission to help him because what the fuck

the two of you have rapid-fire study sessions during practices

-> the amount of analogies you've had to make to make it more understandable for him....

you take him out for a snack whenever he gets a good mark (or passes at least..)

AKAASHI KEIJI — ★ !

study dates are a given :p

you both go to cafés or the library after practice and study together sometimes ^^

he likes working together with you

-> the whole team just watches the two of you when you're asking him for help with a question

makes you take breaks!!! can't have his manager struggling to stay awake during practice :(

-> he buys you coffee cans to help you stay awake , but also tells you to drink water and get proper rest at home

IM SO LATE ..... IM SORRY I HOPE THIS WAS OKAY I WROTE THIS IN MUSIC CLASS .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.

dividers by @/plutism !!

[sugawarassoulmate]

not nut november - nov 04/nov 05

after the first few days, they were feeling great. then the weekend came.

tutor!akaashi & shitty bf!daishou

word count: 423 & 290

cw: fem!reader, bimbo!reader, unprotected sex, cheating/infidelity, choking, minors dni

tutor!akaashi

who even does studying on a saturday night? akaashi does, which means you have to too

you're in one of the study rooms at the campus library, which feels a little redundant since it's practically abandoned on a saturday night

"what act and scene is this line from?" akaashi asks, cooly. he's been quizzing you on king lear for the past three hours, making sure you knew could identify the passages for your midterm

"act three, scene two?" you guess but akaashi's eyes already tell you that you're wrong. "ugh, can we take a break, keiji? my brain is turning to mush!"

akaashi would argue that your brain was mush to begin with but there's no use continuing when you've already given up

there was one way he could motivate you to keep studying — it was for your own good really, you weren't smart enough to pass this exam just by winging it

but he remembers the bet he made with his friends earlier this week something about not having sex during the whole month. it was stupid but he knew he'd never hear the end of it from bokuto if he lost

akaashi supposes he could just eat you out while you study but nothing does the trick more than making you sit on his cock, making you read out his notes while you bounce in his lap...

it's not long before akaashi has you bent over the desk, skirt flipped up and panties pushed to the side. "come on, don't just think with your pussy, recite the line for me," he says, pulling you by the hair

"ahhh, 'when thou dost ask me blessing, i'll'—fuck, keiji!" you cry when he pulls out only to slam back into you.

a slap to your ass is what brings you back to reality. "'i'll...i'll kneel down and ask of thee forgiveness' uhhh, act five, scene three?" you answered, crying when akaashi's fingers circle your clit.

"look at that, she's finally using her little brain," akaashi coos, snapping his hips harder into you. "read the next one." he says, knowing this is the only way you'll pass

he can say it's for your benefit as much as he wants to but akaashi is just as guilty of thinking with his crotch, maybe even more so

akaashi only lets you cum when you've gone through all of the study guide and he rewards you by spilling his seed deep inside your womb and walking you to your dorm with his cum running down your leg

shitty bf!daishou

saturdays are meant for your girlfriend. taking her on dates and watching shows with her

but it's not saturday and you're not daishou's girlfriend, which is why he's technically not breaking any no nut november rules right now

his friends explicitly said that fucking your girl was off limits for the entire month

which is why he turned to you the first chance he got

"sugu!" the two of you barely made it past your door, with daishou pouncing on you the second he shut it behind him

now he's got you spread out on your floor, a hand wrapped around your throat

"shhh, i know, babe," he whispers, pace never letting up as he abuses your cunt. "you're gonna take all my cum this month, yeah? be my fuckin' cum dump?"

it's so sick and your heart breaks for mika, completely unaware that her boyfriend is balls deep in someone else—someone she calls a friend

but you nod anyway because for an entire month daishou's body will belong to you

mika will have to wonder about the faint smell of your perfume on his clothes, wondering why it smells so familiar

it's pathetic and cruel and so unlike you but it's what you want more than anything

"yes, yes, sugu! i want your cum," you gasp, nails running down his back "i'll take all of it, just give it to me, please!"

and daishou just loves the desperation, grunting a quick "that's my girl," before fucking you harder than ever

and as your eyes roll into the back of your head, and you feel the warmth of daishou's cum flooding your cunt, all that goes through your head is his voice saying "that's my girl," over and over

©sugawarassoulmate 2023 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[h3yl4dies]

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐇𝐂𝐒!

Type of writing : Headcannons & fluff

Pairing : tsukishima x reader, kenma x reader, akaashi x reader

Admin's note : tysm for 60 followers! Love you babes! I also might do a part two for this!

Warnings ; none (literally just fluff bro)

❥ 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

He isn't the type of guy who has any love interests, he finds it kind of boring at the start until he met you!

You were mostly the one who confessed instead of him

He might seem like a brave mf but actually.. Sometimes he might need courage if he actually wants to confess

Most likely confessing over texts/messages since he couldn't bring himself to confess in public or irl 😭

His love language is definitely act of service & quality time

I can headcannon that you and him would have studying dates, arcade dates and bookshop dates!

His nickname for you is "shorty" or "pipsqueak" 💀

If you want to go to have a date with him, I would suggest to go to a intimate quiet relaxing place

He will definitely share you his Spotify playlist

Listen to music while cuddling in bed<3

He isn't a big fan of PDA btw, but if your close with him enough.. He may allow you to hold his hand

(Off topic) speaking of hands.. His hands are veiny and slim 😍

❥ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀

He is definitely more shy than tsukishima

Same as tsukishima, your also the one who is most likely to confess

Honestly I also feel like he doesn't have any love interests at all since he is mostly stuck at playing with his phone

Date ideas are probably arcade dates & cat cafe dates!

He doesn't have any nickname for you, he would just call you by your name

There are some rare occasions that he MIGHT call you "baby" or "angel"

Love language is definitely physical touch

When you can't sleep at night, he will help you to fall asleep by cuddling with you<3

Kuroo is definitely the third-wheel lmao

Idk why but I feel like the both of you would plan to raise a kitten together like a loving happy family! <33

Also not a fan of pda 2.0

But doesn't mind it anyway

❥ 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈

OMG GUYS GUYS GUYS HE'S A GENTLEMAN I SWEARJ

Honestly, the both of you would either confess to each other tbh

He's a bit socially awkward but he's still caring and loving!

Date ideas are feeding the ducks near by a pond & Art Museum dates

Relationship nicknames are "Babe" "baby" "love" "my love"

Love language is physical touch & acts of service

He likes to gift you your favourite flowers in a Boquet!

He also like to gift you a meaningful necklace or an heart-shaped chocolate box<3333

Please don't hurt him he's such a gentleman

Will study with you and tutor you if your struggling with your studies!

Loves it when you visit him during his practices

He doesn't mind PDA, probably a bit of a fan?

He does hugs you quietly or hold your hand in public though but he isn't really that much of a fan!

He doesn't mind it as long as you are comfortable with any!

Admin note 2 : thanks for reading, if I am done with the part two, I will link it here below!

➩ Original Masterlist

➩ Haikyuu masterlist

[moroostar]

– CRUSHING ⋆

–☆ fluff

–☆ including : Bokuto Koutarou (slightly ooc)

❕️: I apologize for barely uploading and how short this is (´∀｀；). I've been focusing on school a lot more this year so I won't be post a lot!

Bokuto was confused. He tried asking Akaashi for answers, but he still couldn't understand it. I mean he did understand what was happening to him, he just didn't want to believe it yet.

The ultimate Bokuto Koutarou was crushing on his other best friend.

Every since he figured it out and started to accept it, he has been more serious but nervous towards you.

He was still he usual self most of the time when he was with you, although he would sometimes end up staring at your face and freeze when you accidentally brushed hands when walking.

Whenever you both were sitting next eachother in class he would avert his eyes to you instead of paying attention (he ended up asking for your notes everytime). Every single time he would look at you, everything would quiet down and go slow becoming a calm space around him, he liked the feeling and he would end up finding details on your face he didn't notice before.

Oh how you were starting to drive this man crazy just by existing. Poor Akaashi had to hear everything from Bokuto.

"You don't understand, Akaashi! I'm starting to like looking at his face more and more, I've never liked a guy, especially my BEST FRIEND"

"Ouch."

"Other best friend, but anyways, his hair is looks so soft, his eyes are more pretty everytime I look at them, his lips- oh my god his lips, Akaashi!"

"I'm starting to get more grosses out by all of the sappy stuff that keeps spilling out of your mouth, Bokuto."

He sat up from his laying down position and then he saw you. His eyes brightened up, it almost looked like he had tint stars in them.

"Oh look, it's your boyfriend-"

"Oh hush, Akaashi!"

The color of his cheeks had also brightened to a light pink when he heard his dearesr friend uttee those words.

"Bokuto, you look hot. Do you want me to get you some water?"

He looked up at you, oh god you looked like an angel by the sun just shinning behund you. He thought you were brighter than the sun though. Bokuto almost passed out just by the sight.

Concerned, you reached in your bag to grab a water bottle you bought from the vending machine not that long ago and handed it to him.

"There you go, Bokuto."

Akaashi looked between the both of you and sighed.

"Well, I'm going to get myself lunch since I had to babysit him for a little bit and now it's your turn."

You bid your farewell to him and sat next to Bokuto.

Of course you started to catch on his odd behaviors towards you for the past couple of weeks when being around him.

"Bokuto, are you like okay?"

Sitting next to him under a tree, on the ground, you looked over to him as he still looked foward.

"Bokuto?"

He blinked and looked at you finally humming in response.

"I asked if you were okay, you've been acting sort of strange whenever we hang out together. Did something happen?"

Bokuto stared for a couple second and sighed.

"I've actually been confused with something."

"Is it with math? Y'know you've been asking me for my notes a lot lately, so I can just tutor you if you want-"

"No, not with math... I've been confused with my feelings towards someone."

Taken back, you sat there in silence, not for long though.

"Oh. Who is this someone?"

"You."

"...what."

"You've been confusing me. Actually no, not confusing so I don't know why I said that, but that's not the point. What my point is, I like you. I know you're one of my best friends, and I have no idea where these feeling came from, but I like you. Very much. Please go out with me."

Smiling and with lightened up cheeks, you accepted his offer.

"I like you too, Bokuto. I will gladly take your offer on going out with you."

Bokuto then hugged you tight as a simple thank you.

[kiesbrainjuice]

— SWEATER WEATHER ! kotarou bokutou

syn : a 1st year tutoring a 3rd year ? unexpected

wc : 2.8k

tw : none ! one shot, pure fluff

"Hah?! You're going to be tutoring me?!" Bokuto exclaimed, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked down at you, the petite first-year student who had just entered the gymnasium.

You stood your ground, unfazed by the tall volleyball player's outburst. Your long dark hair was neatly tied back, and your sharp eyes met Bokuto's gaze steadily. You had been instructed by the school to tutor this particular third-year student due to your exceptional academic performance.

Bokuto ran a hand through his spiky, two-toned hair, his face contorting in a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. "You're a first-year! The school is making a *junior* tutor me!" he repeated, as if saying it again would somehow change the situation.

You sighed, already feeling the headache that was sure to come. "Yes, Bokuto-san. I'm aware of the... unusual circumstances. But I assure you, I'm more than capable of helping you improve your grades."

"Akaashi...!" Bokuto whined, turning to his friend and teammate who had been quietly observing the exchange. "Can you believe this?"

Akaashi, ever the voice of reason, stepped forward. "Bokuto-san, perhaps we should give them a chance. The school wouldn't have assigned them if they didn't believe they could help."

You nodded gratefully at Akaashi before addressing Bokuto again. "Look, I know this isn't ideal for either of us. But let's at least try to make it work. What subject are you struggling with the most?"

Bokuto's shoulders slumped in defeat. "Math," he mumbled, looking like a dejected puppy.

"Alright then," you said, your tone softening slightly. "Why don't we start with that? I have some techniques that might help make it easier to understand."

Bokuto perked up a bit at your words. "Really? You think you can help me actually understand all those numbers and formulas?"

You allowed yourself a small smile. "I'll certainly try my best, Bokuto-san. But you'll have to put in the effort too. No slacking off just because I'm younger, okay?"

"Hey hey hey! I never slack off!" Bokuto proclaimed, puffing out his chest. "I'll show you how hard I can work!"

Akaashi couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's sudden enthusiasm. "Well, it seems like you two might get along after all. Good luck. You're going to need it.”

–

The evening before Bokuto's math exam, you found yourself in the school library with the anxious third-year. Textbooks and notes were spread across the table, but Bokuto's usual energy had been replaced by a nervous fidgeting.

"Bokuto-san, let's go over these formulas one more time," you said gently, pushing a practice sheet towards him.

Bokuto stared at the paper, his golden eyes wide with panic. "I can't... I can't remember any of it! It's all just a jumble in my head!"

You watched as he ran his hands through his hair, messing up the carefully gelled spikes. His leg bounced rapidly under the table, and he kept glancing at the clock as if it was taunting him.

"Hey, it's okay," you said, trying to catch his eye. "We've been working hard for weeks. You know this material."

But Bokuto shook his head, his shoulders slumping. "What if I forget everything? What if I fail and let the team down? I can't..."

Seeing the usually boisterous spiker so dejected made your heart ache. Without thinking, you reached out and gently placed your hand on top of his. The contact seemed to startle him out of his spiral, and he finally looked at you.

"Bokuto-san," you said softly, meeting his gaze. "You'll pass the exam. I'm sure of it."

For a moment, neither of you moved. You became acutely aware of the warmth of his hand under yours, of how close you were sitting. Bokuto's eyes widened slightly, a faint blush creeping across his cheeks.

"You... you really think so?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically quiet.

You nodded, giving his hand a small squeeze. "I know so. But right now, you need to relax. A stressed mind can't recall information properly."

Bokuto took a deep breath, some of the tension leaving his shoulders. "Okay... okay. What should I do?"

"Close your eyes," you instructed. "We're going to do a quick relaxation exercise."

As you guided him through some deep breathing, you couldn't help but notice how the fading sunlight caught in his silver-streaked hair, how his features softened as he relaxed. When he opened his eyes again, the panic was gone, replaced by something warmer, more tender.

"Thanks," Bokuto said softly, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

You felt your own cheeks warming at his words and the way he was looking at you. "That's what I'm here for," you managed to say. "Now, shall we try those practice problems again?"

Bokuto nodded, a new determination in his eyes. As you bent your heads together over the textbook, neither of you mentioned the lingering touch of your hands or the newfound tension in the air. But as you worked, you couldn't help but notice the soft glances Bokuto kept stealing when he thought you weren't looking.

As you began to set up your study materials, you couldn't help but wonder what you had gotten yourself into.

–

The next day, as your final class ended, you couldn't shake the thoughts of Bokuto from your mind. How did his exam go? Did he remember everything you'd practiced? The questions swirled in your head as you made your way through the crowded hallways, heading for the exit.

Suddenly, a familiar voice cut through the chatter of students. "Y/N! Y/NNN!!"

You spun around, your heart leaping at the sound. There, at the other end of the hallway, was Bokuto. His face was split by a wide, beaming grin, and his eyes were shining with excitement. Before you could even react, he was sprinting towards you, weaving between startled students.

In an instant, he was there, right in front of you. Without warning, Bokuto grabbed both of your hands, squeezing them tightly in his own. The gesture was intimate, reminiscent of the way couples often held hands. Your eyes widened in surprise, a deep blush spreading across your cheeks.

"I did it!" Bokuto exclaimed, his voice echoing through the now-hushed hallway. "I passed my exam! I can go to the volleyball championships now because of you!"

His joy was infectious, and despite your embarrassment, you couldn't help but smile back at him. "That's wonderful, Bokuto-san! I'm so proud of you!"

It was only then that you became aware of the sea of eyes fixed on you both. The hallway had gone eerily quiet, save for the whispers that now rippled through the crowd.

"Are they dating?"

"When did this happen?"

"I didn't know they were together!"

The murmurs grew louder, and your blush deepened. You were acutely aware of Bokuto's hands still holding yours, of how close he was standing, of the affectionate look in his eyes that seemed oblivious to the stares around you.

"Bokuto-san," you whispered, trying to gently extract your hands. "Everyone's watching..."

But Bokuto, in his excitement, seemed completely unaware of the commotion he'd caused. He just grinned wider, giving your hands another squeeze.

"Let them watch!" he declared proudly. "I want everyone to know how amazing you are, Y/N! I couldn't have done this without you!"

Your heart raced at his words, a mix of embarrassment and something warmer, something that made you want to hold onto his hands despite the audience. As Bokuto continued to beam at you, oblivious to the gossip erupting around you.

Still buzzing with excitement, Bokuto's eyes lit up with a new idea. "Y/N! You should come to the championships! Will you? Please?"

Your heart skipped a beat at the invitation. "I... yes, I'd love to," you replied, unable to resist his enthusiasm.

"Great!" Bokuto beamed, somehow managing to squeeze your hand even tighter. "It's a date then!"

Your eyes widened at his choice of words. "A... date?" you repeated softly, feeling the blush deepen on your cheeks.

"Yeah!" Bokuto said, seemingly oblivious to the weight of the word. He kept saying your name, each time sending a flutter through your chest. "Y/N, you'll see how amazing our team is! Y/N, I can't wait for you to be there!"

As he spoke, you became increasingly aware of his intense gaze. His golden eyes were fixed on you, filled with warmth and something else you couldn't quite name. You found yourself unable to look away, caught in the moment.

Suddenly, Bokuto's gaze drifted lower, settling on your lips. The air between you seemed to thicken, charged with an unspoken tension. Your heart raced, and in a moment of panic, you quickly snatched your hand away from his, breaking the spell.

"I... I should go," you stammered, reaching for your bag and averting your eyes. The intensity of the moment, combined with the lingering stares of your fellow students, was overwhelming.

Confusion clouded Bokuto's features, replacing his earlier joy. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry.

You paused, your hand on the strap of your bag. "No, no, you didn't," you assured him quickly, though you couldn't bring yourself to meet his eyes. "I just... I need to get home. But I'll be there for your championship, I promise."

Bokuto's expression softened slightly, though concern still lingered in his eyes. "Okay, if you're sure. I'll text you the details later?"

You nodded, managing a small smile. "That sounds good. Congratulations again on passing your exam, Bokuto-san."

As you turned to leave, you could feel Bokuto's gaze following you. 

Walking away, you took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. 

–

The day of the championships arrived, and you found yourself spending more time than usual getting ready. You chose your outfit carefully, wanting to look nice for Bokuto without seeming like you were trying too hard. After a final glance in the mirror, you grabbed your bag and rushed out the door, barely making it to the bus stop in time.

The ride to the stadium felt interminable, your stomach fluttering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. As the bus finally pulled up to your stop, you took a deep breath to steady yourself before stepping off.

The stadium loomed before you, its size impressive even from a distance. But your eyes were immediately drawn to a familiar figure standing outside, his white jacket standing out against the crowd of arriving spectators.

Bokuto was waiting for you, just as he'd promised. Even from afar, you could see the nervous energy radiating off him as he bounced slightly on his feet, scanning the crowd. The moment his eyes landed on you, his whole face lit up with that trademark beaming smile.

"Y/N!" he called out, waving enthusiastically. "You made it!"

As you approached, you couldn't help but notice how good he looked in his team jacket, his hair styled in its usual spiky fashion. He seemed to be drinking in the sight of you as well, his eyes widening slightly as you got closer.

"Wow," he breathed when you reached him. "You look... really pretty."

You felt your cheeks warm at the compliment. "Thank you, Bokuto-san. You look great too. Are you ready for the big game?"

Bokuto nodded, his excitement palpable. "Yeah! But I'm glad we get this time together first. I wanted to talk to you about something..."

He trailed off, suddenly looking uncharacteristically nervous. You realized that this was it - the moment you'd both been building towards since that day in the hallway. Your heart began to race as Bokuto took a deep breath, clearly preparing himself to say something important.

The bustling crowd around you seemed to fade away as you stood there, just the two of you, on the precipice of something new and potentially wonderful. You waited, hardly daring to breathe, for Bokuto to continue.

–

Just as Bokuto seemed ready to speak, a familiar voice cut through the moment. "Bokuto-san! We need to start warming up!" Akaashi called from the stadium entrance, his expression a mix of apology and urgency.

Bokuto's face fell for a split second before he plastered on a smile. "Ah, I've got to go," he said, the disappointment clear in his voice. "But wait, before I forget—" He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a small envelope. "Tell the person at the entrance your name. I reserved you the best seat."

He pressed the envelope into your hand, his fingers lingering for a moment. "I'll find you after the game, okay? There's something I really want to tell you."

With one last brilliant smile, Bokuto turned and jogged towards Akaashi, leaving you standing there with your heart racing and curiosity burning.

Following Bokuto's instructions, you made your way to the entrance and gave your name. The usher's eyes widened slightly. "Oh yes, right this way please."

You were led to a seat that was indeed the best in the house – front row, center court. As you settled in, you couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. What had Bokuto wanted to tell you?

The crowd's murmur grew to a roar as the teams began to file onto the court. Your eyes immediately found Bokuto, his powerful presence impossible to miss. He scanned the crowd as he walked, and when his gaze landed on you, his face broke into a wide grin. He gave you a small wave, which you returned, feeling your cheeks warm.

As the players took their positions, you could see the intense focus settle over Bokuto's features. This was his element, where all his energy and passion came together. Even from your seat, you could feel the electricity in the air.

The referee's whistle blew, signaling the start of the match. As Bokuto leapt for the first serve, you found yourself holding your breath, completely captivated. Whatever Bokuto had wanted to tell you would have to wait. 

–

As the game progressed, Bokuto's team took a commanding lead. Their teamwork was impeccable, with Bokuto's powerful spikes breaking through the opponent's defenses time and time again. 

During a timeout called by the other team, something unexpected happened. Bokuto suddenly broke away from his team's huddle and sprinted towards your seat. You stood up, surprised by his approach, finding yourself slightly elevated above him due to the stadium seating.

Leaning forward, you smiled warmly. "You're doing great," you said, your voice filled with genuine admiration.

But Bokuto didn't respond. His golden eyes were intensely focused, flickering between your eyes and your lips. The air between you seemed to crackle with tension.

"Bokuto?" you questioned, suddenly aware of how close he was.

Without warning, Bokuto reached up, gently cupping your face in his hands. In one swift motion, he pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was brief but fervent, conveying all the emotions he hadn't been able to put into words earlier.

Just as suddenly as it began, it was over. The referee's whistle pierced the air, signaling the end of the timeout. Bokuto pulled away, a mix of exhilaration and nervousness in his eyes. Without another word, he turned and sprinted back to the court, leaving you stunned and breathless.

As the game resumed, you sank back into your seat, your heart racing and your lips tingling. Bokuto threw himself back into the match with renewed vigor, but you caught him stealing glances at you between plays, a small smile playing on his lips.

–

The final whistle blew, signaling the end of the match. Bokuto's team had emerged victorious, and the stadium erupted in cheers. You jumped to your feet, applauding enthusiastically, your eyes fixed on Bokuto as he celebrated with his teammates.

The award ceremony followed, with the team receiving their well-deserved trophies. Throughout it all, Bokuto kept stealing glances at you, his smile somehow growing even brighter each time your eyes met.

As the ceremony concluded, you remembered Bokuto's earlier promise to find you after the game. Your heart racing, you made your way outside the stadium to wait for him.

It wasn't long before you heard his familiar voice calling your name. You turned to see Bokuto jogging towards you, still in his volleyball uniform, his face flushed with excitement and exertion.

Without thinking, you ran to meet him. As you reached him, you leapt into his arms, wrapping your own around his neck. Bokuto caught you easily, his strong arms supporting you as you pressed your lips against his in a joyful, celebratory kiss.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless and grinning. "Good job!" you exclaimed. "You earned a trophy..."

Before you could finish, Bokuto's eyes twinkled mischievously as he completed your sentence: "And a girlfriend."

You felt your cheeks flush, but you couldn't stop smiling. "Is that what you wanted to tell me earlier?" you asked softly.

Bokuto nodded, still holding you close. "Yeah. I've been wanting to ask you for a while now. So... what do you say? Will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?"

Your heart soared at his words. In response, you leaned in and kissed him again, softer this time. When you pulled back, you whispered, "Yes, Bokuto. I'd love to be your girlfriend."

Bokuto's face lit up with pure joy. He spun you around, laughing, before setting you back on your feet. 

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[kairismess]

"you deserve the world."

(akaashi keiji birthday fic~) 🎂

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akaashi agreed to help you out with your homework, not like he had anything better to do, he said when you asked him if he really was okay with doing it for you. he insisted that you never have to worry so much about your grades, he'd always help you with no strings attached–just ask him for help, and he'd do it, he doesn't need anything in return, let alone a reason why he should help you.

akaashi loved you dearly, it filled his heart with a fuzzy warmth inside every time he'd see your bright smile or watch you fidget in embarrassment from all his help. he didn't want to be dead weight, he didn't want to be idle when you're out here struggling–and that was the tough part about akaashi, it wasn't like he lived his life or did the things he did solely for himself, he always does everything for someone else, in one way or another.

luckily, today, you'd be able to give thanks to akaashi for all the help he's given you, but not just through words. you wanted to repay him for his actions through actions, through the little gift you've prepared for him the night before. when you two got to your room where he'd be teaching you the lessons you were struggling with, you struggled at the moment with keeping a straight face, knowing he was going to get the surprise of his life in a few hours.

"what's so funny?" he asked you in a whisper as he looked up from his glasses. the combination of the boy of your dreams being all smart and sweet by tutoring you, in the sweater you gifted him the previous year, and trying to get your attention in such a gentle manner did something to you–and you leaned over and kissed his lips, with the surprise in your hands behind your back.

the kiss came as a shock to akaashi, because he never expected his shy little lover who was always too meek to compliment him without seeming all-too flustered or to ask him for help with anything without stammering to be so straightforward and kiss him, not that he was complaining.

his cheeks began to darken and his eyes widened, he tried to compose himself, until you spoke, and entranced him into listening to every word that escaped your lovely lips. "...i wanna thank you for everything you've done for me, keiji, and... i wanna let you know how much i love you, how you're the other half i could never believe is mine. i love you, keiji, and... happy birthday, my beloved." you mumbled out, trying to sound confident, but sounding very cute and flustered instead.

you shakily handed him his gift and tried looking him in the eye, only for you to get more embarrassed at the sight of akaashi staring into your eyes, a blush across his cheeks and his lips parting to say something. he wraps his hand around yours and kisses your cheek and earlobe. "you don't have to thank me, dearest... you know i'll never say no to you." he whispered in your ear, kissing your earlobe once more to reiterate his point, feeling your ear and cheeks heat up at the contact.

you hastily leaned against him and tried to shift the attention from you back to his gift. when akaashi unwrapped it, his eyes shone with gratitude; his lips curved into a smile and he chuckled a little at how beautiful your gift was for him. they were a pair of couple bracelets, a charm on each one that perfectly fit the other, forming the shape of a heart. akaashi heard your silent voice asking him if he liked it, and he leaned over, kissing you sweetly.

"...they're perfect, i love them. thank you, my love." he tells you with a happy, content grin. you helped akaashi put his bracelet on, and he helped you with yours; when you two snapped the magnetic charms on together, akaashi smiled a little wider. "just how we should be, together." he mutters as he turns his gaze from the heart shaped charm your bracelets made together to your bashful and beautiful face.

with all thoughts of tutoring and homework gone, akaashi just wanted to cuddle up with you, take you out with him somewhere to celebrate his birthday–because until you came, he never truly felt whole, never felt that bothered to celebrate his birthday, until today, when you've given him a reason to look forward to everyday with a shine in his eyes.

thank you for making his existence feel whole, he can never express just how much he loves you, but even so, he's glad you love him all the same.