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has anyone ever told you you look like keith urban?

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sleepy

ʚ suna, atsumu, sakusa, kyotani x gn!r

ʚ fluff

ʚ warnings! i think kyo is a lil ooc but idc i love him, NOT proofread

꒰ suna ꒱

it seemed you two always ended up like this. limbs tangled up underneath his bedsheets, his quiet snores filling the room. the sun dared to shine through the curtains hanging on the windows as it set, this is when your day would truly begin. this is when rintaro opens his eyes after his cat nap and smiles at you, still sleeping peacefully after a long day. he sighs as he shakes you awake, "c'mon pretty, time to get up." you groan as he pushes some hair out of your face, "don't give me that, you were the one who told me to wake you up in an hour." he remarks, fingers drawing squares and circle on the skin of your arm. "i know i know. just let me lay here for a few minutes, you're warm." suna rolls his as you nuzzle into his chest, "you mean, let me lay here for a few minutes so i can fall back asleep and be mad at you when you don't wake me up again." he grumbles, nonetheless wrapping his arms around your waist, "i guess this is fine, i'm too comfortable to get up anyways." he mumbles, only receiving a snore in response.

꒰ atsumu ꒱

oh man did atsumu hate leaving you in the morning. whether it was for a run, for practice, to catch a flight he hates it every time. a mumbled "five more minutes" escapes his lips as he hits the snooze button on his phone before nuzzling back into you, grateful for the warmth he finds waiting for him. "tsumu you have to go to practice" you whine but he doesn't budge, "not gettin' up just yet. don't ya want five more minutes with me?" he pouts, trailing kisses down your neck that makes you shiver. "i want you to get up and get ready for practice." you roll your eyes but you both know that's not what you want. what you really want is to stay in bed all morning with your lover and he knows that when your fingers try their best to comb through the rats nest he's calling hair. "and also for you to brush your hair." you giggle and laughs with you, "okay okay, i'll get up..... in five minutes."

꒰ sakusa ꒱

kiyoomi usually isn't one for a nap. well, he's not one for a nap unless it's with you. he's almost shocked to see the apartment so quiet when he gets home from practice. honestly, it scared him at first until he looks over to see you snoozing on the couch, drooling like a dog. "really?" he scoffs, but his heart swells at the sight, he makes sure to move throughout the house quietly as to not wake you. he showers as he usually does after practice and once he's dressed he goes back out to check on you, still sleeping the day away. he dares to wake you, "y/n, you shouldn't sleep on the couch." he shakes you gently which only results in you swatting him away, mumbling an "i'm tired." "c'mon lets move to the bed, love. you'll be more comfortable there." he tucks some loose hair behind your ear, "will you nap with me? i missed you today." kiyoomi would be lying if he said your sleepy voice didn't make his heart skip a beat, "of course i will." it's safe to day you both end up sleeping the rest of the day away.

꒰ kyotani ꒱

he hates you. well, not really because if he really hated you would he be awake at three am watching movies with you because you couldn't sleep? exactly. "y/n c'mon i'm tired, can you at least try to get some sleep?" he feels defeated, halfway through the third harry potter movie of the night and he needed rest. "i told you to sleep without me kyo, i'm not that tired yet." your eyes are basically glued to the t.v. if your sleepy voice didn't give you away, the bags under your eyes surely did the job. it was true you'd told him to go to sleep without you hours ago but he insisted on staying up with you so you didn't have to be alone, totally not because he was physically unable to fall asleep without you. he sighs before wrapping his arms around your waist, "c'mon pretty, i know you're tired just try for a little and if you can't we can stay up and watch the rest okay?" he knows you can't resist his little nickname for you, you melt like wax in his embrace. "fine." he feels accomplished when he hears you snore not even five minutes after he's turned the t.v. off.

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sleepy

ʚ suna, atsumu, sakusa, kyotani x gn!r

ʚ fluff

ʚ warnings! i think kyo is a lil ooc but idc i love him, NOT proofread

꒰ suna ꒱

it seemed you two always ended up like this. limbs tangled up underneath his bedsheets, his quiet snores filling the room. the sun dared to shine through the curtains hanging on the windows as it set, this is when your day would truly begin. this is when rintaro opens his eyes after his cat nap and smiles at you, still sleeping peacefully after a long day. he sighs as he shakes you awake, "c'mon pretty, time to get up." you groan as he pushes some hair out of your face, "don't give me that, you were the one who told me to wake you up in an hour." he remarks, fingers drawing squares and circle on the skin of your arm. "i know i know. just let me lay here for a few minutes, you're warm." suna rolls his as you nuzzle into his chest, "you mean, let me lay here for a few minutes so i can fall back asleep and be mad at you when you don't wake me up again." he grumbles, nonetheless wrapping his arms around your waist, "i guess this is fine, i'm too comfortable to get up anyways." he mumbles, only receiving a snore in response.

꒰ atsumu ꒱

oh man did atsumu hate leaving you in the morning. whether it was for a run, for practice, to catch a flight he hates it every time. a mumbled "five more minutes" escapes his lips as he hits the snooze button on his phone before nuzzling back into you, grateful for the warmth he finds waiting for him. "tsumu you have to go to practice" you whine but he doesn't budge, "not gettin' up just yet. don't ya want five more minutes with me?" he pouts, trailing kisses down your neck that makes you shiver. "i want you to get up and get ready for practice." you roll your eyes but you both know that's not what you want. what you really want is to stay in bed all morning with your lover and he knows that when your fingers try their best to comb through the rats nest he's calling hair. "and also for you to brush your hair." you giggle and laughs with you, "okay okay, i'll get up..... in five minutes."

꒰ sakusa ꒱

kiyoomi usually isn't one for a nap. well, he's not one for a nap unless it's with you. he's almost shocked to see the apartment so quiet when he gets home from practice. honestly, it scared him at first until he looks over to see you snoozing on the couch, drooling like a dog. "really?" he scoffs, but his heart swells at the sight, he makes sure to move throughout the house quietly as to not wake you. he showers as he usually does after practice and once he's dressed he goes back out to check on you, still sleeping the day away. he dares to wake you, "y/n, you shouldn't sleep on the couch." he shakes you gently which only results in you swatting him away, mumbling an "i'm tired." "c'mon lets move to the bed, love. you'll be more comfortable there." he tucks some loose hair behind your ear, "will you nap with me? i missed you today." kiyoomi would be lying if he said your sleepy voice didn't make his heart skip a beat, "of course i will." it's safe to day you both end up sleeping the rest of the day away.

꒰ kyotani ꒱

he hates you. well, not really because if he really hated you would he be awake at three am watching movies with you because you couldn't sleep? exactly. "y/n c'mon i'm tired, can you at least try to get some sleep?" he feels defeated, halfway through the third harry potter movie of the night and he needed rest. "i told you to sleep without me kyo, i'm not that tired yet." your eyes are basically glued to the t.v. if your sleepy voice didn't give you away, the bags under your eyes surely did the job. it was true you'd told him to go to sleep without you hours ago but he insisted on staying up with you so you didn't have to be alone, totally not because he was physically unable to fall asleep without you. he sighs before wrapping his arms around your waist, "c'mon pretty, i know you're tired just try for a little and if you can't we can stay up and watch the rest okay?" he knows you can't resist his little nickname for you, you melt like wax in his embrace. "fine." he feels accomplished when he hears you snore not even five minutes after he's turned the t.v. off.

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sleepy | suna, atsumu, sakusa, kyotani x gn!r

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11:21 pm

alcohol mention

this was not how tonight was supposed to go.

“kiss me.”

“what?” kyotani snaps at you as he whips around, you tugging at his shirt sleeve with wide eyes and a sense of urgency.

no, definitely not how it was supposed to go.

“kiss me!” you repeat, tone more serious, fingers fisting up the material on his shoulder.

his first thought is that maybe you’re drunk, but seeing as how he’s monitored your alcohol consumption tonight while you were off with the rest of your friends, guarding your glass right next to his—he knows that’s not the case.

“what the hell’re you talking about?” he asks, and though the words may sound harsh, the look in his eyes is a stark contrast to it. all caring and warm.

“some guy over there won’t get off my ass so i told him you’re my boyfriend,” you explain, a little rushed. and that’s nothing new, you’ve used kentaro as that ever since you two became friends. he doesn’t mind. “but he said he’d only believe me if i came and kissed you. so kiss me so i can get back to dancing.”

kyotani instantly darts his gaze over your shoulder, leaning back on his barstool enough to get a glimpse of the dude you’re talking about, jaw clenching as he makes brief eye contact. he looks back to you, brows cinched.

“you don’t have to prove shit to that asshole, you know,” he grumbles, but you shuffle ever closer as he twists on his stool to fully face you, allowing you to step between his legs.

“ken,” you whine, pouting as you place your hands on his shoulders. “just one kiss. i wanna dance more before the fake id teenagers rush gets here!”

the blond looks absolutely torn, eyes darting to the dude over your shoulder once, before huffing out a breath and tugging you towards him by the loop in your waistband.

“fine,” he says, and he’s so close you can smell the vodka on his lips. “but hurry up, i’m tryna watch the game.”

he says hurry up, as if he wastes any time in moving his free hand up to cup the side of your neck and press his thumb below your jaw before he yanks you down to slam your lips together.

you expect it to be quick, just a simple peck and kyotani shooing you off so he can go back to his thing and you yours. but it isn’t.

kentaro kisses in a way that is the complete opposite of his demeanor. where he’s rough, his lips are soft. where his moves are sharp, his mouth is languid. where his aura is sour, his tongue is sweet.

nothing about the kiss is short or blunt or anything you had expected from a friend pretending to be dating you to get another guy off your ass for the night. and when he pulls away, kissing the edge of your parted mouth before leaning back, but not unhooking his fingers from your belt loop—you think maybe it’s not such a friendly kiss after all.

“well? go dance before the rush—“

it’s not friendly, as you wrap your arms around the blond’s neck and slam your lips back together. pushing and pressing and prying to steal that intimacy back, craving it to seep back onto your tongue, back on your lips, back to you. you can feel the way his fingers twist up around your belt loop, the hand on the side of your neck trying to tug you closer.

this time when you pull back, there’s a flush to his cheeks, hardly visible under the dim lights of the bar. you smile at him, biting the inside of your cheek.

“…dancing?” he asks, voice hoarse, breathy.

you shake your head. “no, i think i’m good on dancing. honestly my feet kinda hurt already.”

“we’ve only been here for an hour,” he states, and you know him well enough that when he smirks at you it’s because he’s thinking of something he probably shouldn’t say out loud.

“yeah, i know,” you grin, not failing to notice the way he subconsciously tugs you closer as that guy from earlier walks past the two of you. “but that’s kinda boring now.”

he gets what you mean, what you’re really trying to say. and even if he rolls his eyes at your antics he stands up from his stool regardless, handing some cash to the bartender before unlooping his hand from your waistband and flinging his arm around your shoulder—the game and your friends long forgotten.

“you taste like fruit, by the way.”

“yeah?” you grin up at him as you walk down the sidewalk, arm around his waist as you lean further into him.

“yeah,” he grunts, still looking straight forward as he says, “i don’t really like fruit.”

“are you sure you aren’t the asshole, not that guy back there?” you quip back, smacking his chest. but you’re still smiling, because you can’t help it.

(maybe you can blame it on the alcohol).

kyotani just shrugs, stopping under the buzzing of a street lamp and tugging you to him with his hands on your hips. he leans down, dangerously close, and licks his lips.

“maybe,” he whispers, gruff and low, “heard kissing helps it though.”

you laugh, shaking your head as you snake your arms around his neck again. “you need to lay off the vodka next time, ken. you’re a little too bold. starting to think you might regret it in the morning.”

“nah,” he hums, leaning in further, lips ghosting against your own, “never.”

and as he kisses you again, just as slow and just as sweet, you can’t help but believe him.

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thinking abt mr kyotani and how pretty he is teehee

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sleepy

ʚ suna, atsumu, sakusa, kyotani x gn!r

ʚ fluff

ʚ warnings! i think kyo is a lil ooc but idc i love him, NOT proofread

꒰ suna ꒱

it seemed you two always ended up like this. limbs tangled up underneath his bedsheets, his quiet snores filling the room. the sun dared to shine through the curtains hanging on the windows as it set, this is when your day would truly begin. this is when rintaro opens his eyes after his cat nap and smiles at you, still sleeping peacefully after a long day. he sighs as he shakes you awake, "c'mon pretty, time to get up." you groan as he pushes some hair out of your face, "don't give me that, you were the one who told me to wake you up in an hour." he remarks, fingers drawing squares and circle on the skin of your arm. "i know i know. just let me lay here for a few minutes, you're warm." suna rolls his as you nuzzle into his chest, "you mean, let me lay here for a few minutes so i can fall back asleep and be mad at you when you don't wake me up again." he grumbles, nonetheless wrapping his arms around your waist, "i guess this is fine, i'm too comfortable to get up anyways." he mumbles, only receiving a snore in response.

꒰ atsumu ꒱

oh man did atsumu hate leaving you in the morning. whether it was for a run, for practice, to catch a flight he hates it every time. a mumbled "five more minutes" escapes his lips as he hits the snooze button on his phone before nuzzling back into you, grateful for the warmth he finds waiting for him. "tsumu you have to go to practice" you whine but he doesn't budge, "not gettin' up just yet. don't ya want five more minutes with me?" he pouts, trailing kisses down your neck that makes you shiver. "i want you to get up and get ready for practice." you roll your eyes but you both know that's not what you want. what you really want is to stay in bed all morning with your lover and he knows that when your fingers try their best to comb through the rats nest he's calling hair. "and also for you to brush your hair." you giggle and laughs with you, "okay okay, i'll get up..... in five minutes."

꒰ sakusa ꒱

kiyoomi usually isn't one for a nap. well, he's not one for a nap unless it's with you. he's almost shocked to see the apartment so quiet when he gets home from practice. honestly, it scared him at first until he looks over to see you snoozing on the couch, drooling like a dog. "really?" he scoffs, but his heart swells at the sight, he makes sure to move throughout the house quietly as to not wake you. he showers as he usually does after practice and once he's dressed he goes back out to check on you, still sleeping the day away. he dares to wake you, "y/n, you shouldn't sleep on the couch." he shakes you gently which only results in you swatting him away, mumbling an "i'm tired." "c'mon lets move to the bed, love. you'll be more comfortable there." he tucks some loose hair behind your ear, "will you nap with me? i missed you today." kiyoomi would be lying if he said your sleepy voice didn't make his heart skip a beat, "of course i will." it's safe to day you both end up sleeping the rest of the day away.

꒰ kyotani ꒱

he hates you. well, not really because if he really hated you would he be awake at three am watching movies with you because you couldn't sleep? exactly. "y/n c'mon i'm tired, can you at least try to get some sleep?" he feels defeated, halfway through the third harry potter movie of the night and he needed rest. "i told you to sleep without me kyo, i'm not that tired yet." your eyes are basically glued to the t.v. if your sleepy voice didn't give you away, the bags under your eyes surely did the job. it was true you'd told him to go to sleep without you hours ago but he insisted on staying up with you so you didn't have to be alone, totally not because he was physically unable to fall asleep without you. he sighs before wrapping his arms around your waist, "c'mon pretty, i know you're tired just try for a little and if you can't we can stay up and watch the rest okay?" he knows you can't resist his little nickname for you, you melt like wax in his embrace. "fine." he feels accomplished when he hears you snore not even five minutes after he's turned the t.v. off.

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loss

ʚ — timeskip! atsumu, kageyama, oikawa x gn!r

ʚ — angst to fluff

ʚ — warnings! insecurities, crying, etc., not proofread

꒰ atsumu ꒱

it was hard to imagine that miya atsumu, of all people, had times where he felt empty and alone. after all, he was so loud and outwardly confident. no one would've ever imagined he'd be crying on his bedroom floor after a rough loss in his favorite sport; asking you if he was even good enough to continue this career, if he was good enough for you. but this is reality, the vulnerable atsumu no one gets to see, except for you. you rub the mans back as he sobs into your neck, soothing him with sweet words and i love you's and kisses on his shoulder. "of course you're good enough, 'tsumu. you will always be good enough. one loss doesn't determine your worth." your words only make him cry harder, "and you'll always be good enough for me." you finish, pressing a kiss to his temple before you wipe his tears away. "you will always, always be good enough for me." you offer him a smile and he sniffles, slowly nodding his head to let you know he understands.

꒰ kageyama ꒱

you always knew kageyama to be hard on himself. he always had to be the first in everything, always so eager to win that gold medal and when he doesn't, it hits him hard. not that kageyama can't take a loss, because he can, it's the feeling that he didn't do well enough that gets him the most. the overwhelming feeling of trying and working so hard only to fail in the end. he tries not to let it show, but it's no surprise you can see right through him in the car ride home. "tobio, you know you did great today, right?" he tightens his grip on the steering wheel, unable to say anything in response. "i know you're feeling disappointed, but try to look at the good things that came from the game too, not only the loss. you all did very well and you worked hard. it just wasn't your time and that's okay. i'm still proud of you either way." though he doesn't say anything in response, the way he moves his hand from the steering wheel so he can hold onto yours tells you that he's thankful for the encouragement.

꒰ oikawa ꒱

if there's one thing oikawa is good at, it's keeping his composure even when he feels like breaking down and crying. even now, when he's shaking the other teams' hands he holds back tears, not daring to let his teammates, their opponents, or the fans in the stadium see him so vulnerable. its only when you both walk into your shared apartment he allows himself to be vulnerable. "we should have won that game. it's my fault" his voice breaks as he hangs his coat up. "tooru, you did all you could do, you can only carry your team so far." he faces you, "what's that supposed to mean?" "your teammates are talented, but it seemed like you were the only one really working out there. you can only do so much, they have to want it too. you did your job and you should be proud of yourself for that. i'm proud of you for all that you did on that court tonight, you never fail to impress me, tooru, really. you should be proud of yourself." he can't the tear the runs down his cheek as he engulfs you into the tightest hug you've ever shared, "i love you." he mumbles, words muffled into your shoulder, "i love you too, always."

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