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i think Attack On Titan is one of the anime with the best soundtracks i really mean this I'm listening to the playlist with all tracks and I'm literally dying

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Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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I just wanted to say that for some reason all the requests I had were automatically eliminated, I don't know why, so you can write them in the box again.

remember that the requests are open and the rules are in the description, I'm sorry :(

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𝐀𝐢𝐫𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

prompt: bokuto is a charge of living energy, everyone knows how much he has fun with the most casual things, and everyone knows about his crush on Y/N. Everyone except her. After several attempts to come up with something unique, Bokuto surrenders to the idea and decides to confess simply by sending a meme via AirDrop.

pairing: Bokuto Kōtarō x Reader.

a/n: what you are going to read is incredibly short, I know and I'm sorry for that, but it was an idea that flashed through my head and I found it too cute not to write something about it. Also, I'm trying to do something in order to bring this damn blog to life again.

Whoever was around the owl boy knew how incredibly energetic he was, now everyone was used to the energy that iradiava only keeping someone company, it was his nature, nobody could do anything about it and not everyone could accept this behavior. But not everyone even found it annoying in some way, quite the contrary. Some envied a friend like Bokuto, his spontaneity was probably the touch that was missing in life. And that person who wanted someone like that could be you, Y/N.

That was the last day of the Training Camp, all the players of the various teams were gathered outside the gym to finally enjoy the well-deserved barbecue, a dear surprise from the instructors. You sat together with the other managers of the schools participating in that Camp, you were quietly taking a piece of meat and while listening with distraction to the speech of Suzumeda Kaori, who was the manager of Fukurodani.

And just then, seeing your faint chuckle in response to his friend's speech, Bokuto decided he would probably make his move. He had wanted for so long to confess his love for you that he had now lost hope of finding a good way to do it. You were the manager of Nekoma, so he was used to seeing you often, and every time the idea of ​​inviting you to go out flashed in his head, but every time he gave up because he was unable to devise a suitable plan.

But that time he had decided to be direct, no regrets, he would have succeeded but, obviously, in his own way.

He didn't even think twice, he found it incredibly funny and he would have loved to see your reaction there.

«You keep eating my manager alive with your eyes, huh, Bo'?» An amused Kuroo appeared behind the boy, placing his hands on his shoulders as a sign of affection. «If you keep staring at her so much more, Y/N will probably end up finding the marks of your looks on her face, you know?» He joked about it, and Bokuto dodged with an enthusiastic laugh, immediately pointing his finger on his own face.

«I'll do it today, Kuroo, watch it.» He answered proudly, and a moment later his phone was in his hands.

He went to his gallery, opening some folders to look for the photo he had found somewhere on Facebook and that he had saved for no apparent reason, and immediately sent this to your phone via AirDrop. A great excited and proud smile formed on the boy's mouth, who in the meantime had crossed his arms in anticipation, with Kuroo still skeptical but amused.

You frowned when you heard the phone vibrate in your pocket, pulled it out and raised your eyebrows as you read the sentence and the one who sent that.

«Don't your feet hurt? Cause you've been running in my head all day !! 😎» by Bokuto Kōtarō.

Immediately your face was colored with a strong blush, so much so that your friends, who until now had been deliberately chatting, became alarmed at the rapid change. Once you quickly assured them that you were fine, your gaze rose to look around, the goal you wanted to find was quite obvious. And the moment your eyes met, the confidence that Bokuto had in his way of doing fell a little and even his cheeks just turned red, probably starting to realize what he had really done, but surprisingly you started laughing and went back to looking at the phone, immediately writing.

«Yes, chasing people in their nightmares is kinda hard.» from Y/N.

For a moment, Bokuto seemed to be about to fall to the ground for the miserably failed experiment, so you hurried to write another message because he hadn't clearly understood the joke.

«I like you too, Bokuto-san.» from Y/N.

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i love haikyuu so much. bc it’s just. so cute. i love how many characters there are and all of the useless, trivial information we have abt all of the characters. like how iwaizumi used to collect cicadas, only to let them go bc he said he’d feel bad if he kept them. how yamaguchi likes “long fries that have gone soft and floppy”. how kunimi likes salted caramel. how akaashi wrings his hands. how kuroo just happens to get top grades and slips all these scientific words into casual conversation. kenma’s username on everything is “applepi”. it’s just so cute. i love the character interactions, like when bokuto is looking out of the window in his pyjamas and he says “i’m glad it’s fukurodani who i could play my last match with” and akaashi is like “are u dying bokuto?” and bokuto says “what? i’m going to live until i’m 130″. and when shimizu holds suga’s hands when he’s visibly stressed and suga instantly goes red and swirly and he’s like “pls wait!!!!!! we can’t get married yet!!!!!”. and when kuroo and bokuto knowingly smile at each other and hug after nekoma are eliminated from nationals. when kenma smiles and thanks kuroo for getting him into volleyball and kuroo is like “… … … … … huh… …? … … W-WAIT…” and he covers his face and starts laughing and it’s rly cute. nobody is bad. kyoutani is really scary and only listens to iwaizumi, but only bc iwaizumi beat him at arm wrestling. a cunning, deceitful character like daishou has a rly pretty gf he tries to impress, and when they watch volleyball matches together he gets bashful bc he feels like he’s being a huge volleyball nerd but she calls him cool. i just don’t understand how a series is this cute. they’re all so cute. moniwa is so cute. goshiki is so cute. oikawa teaches volleyball to children on mondays. don’t even get me started on yachi

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𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲.

prompt: Kuroo has grown tired of the perpetual temporary nature of your relationship, the spark burst in him when he sees you with another boy, for the umpteenth time.

pairing: Kuroo Tetsurō x reader.

warnings: angst, semi-public sex, semi-clothed sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, breast-playing, slight chocking, creampie.

You knew Kuroo, you had learned to understand how he reacted to what you were doing even if he didn't explicitly show it. And yet, this time you had missed it.

As always, you had decided to meet at lunchtime on the stairs that joined the gym where Kuroo trained practically every day. It had now become routine. Although both of you were afraid of getting caught, often that free time became time dedicated to your physical well-being. If someone'd approached that door that led to the stairs, they would've heard your breathless breathing and you two panting the other's name.

It all started out of pure chance, one day Kuroo needed a silent place to study, he had forgotten the test of the next hour and needed silence and concentration, and therefore he remembered that hidden space away from noise near the gym.

And there he met you. You were used to being on your own during that interval, you didn't like being disturbed and you needed a little calm, but an unexpected visit came to you that day. Despite the initial discomfort, let the boy share that space with you, and from then on he seemed to forget more and more to study the afternoon before, and between an apology and another his lips ended up on yours during the  days, then his body came to tighten yours, until you both ended up out of breath. Kuroo absolutely loved your body, he couldn't help but slide his hands along your hips, feel your skin under his fingers and feel you shiver. And the same thing obviously applied to you too. There was something about him that attracted you so much that just seeing him and his little smirk made you feel that little pressure in your stomach.

Most often, it was used to relieve stress, a way to relieve anger or at other times you did it simply for fun. But you both knew there was something more, that didn't stop at simple sex. You spoke, laughed, joked, very often you made yourselves vulnerable to each other because you learned to trust.

For this reason, Kuroo couldn't stand to see you so calm in embracing, touching or kissing other boys, as if you weren't already meeting something with him.

And that day you had noticed. The usual calm and amused expression you saw every day on Kuroo's face was not there. It was replaced by a dark face, clenched teeth and steady gaze. You had never seen him like this, whatever had happened to him during those months that you had spent together secretly, that expression had never touched his face for even a second. Although he always joked and loved to provoke, he was a mature person and he knew how to behave on every occasion. But, at that moment, it seemed to you that he was seething in a silent but evident anger.

You saw him start climbing stairs quickly, without saying anything;  you were standing at their end and you couldn't wait any longer.

«Kuroo, is everything okay?»

No response, only his quick steps that had finished the stairs and approached you.

«Tetsu, you know you can tell me anything, righ―»

This time you were interrupted. Or at least, you had felt compelled to shut up the moment his subtle, chilling gaze met yours. «I just want to know what your intentions are with me, Y/N.»

Those words made you immobilize for a moment. Your intentions with him?  What was that supposed to mean? You couldn't think too much about that question since at that moment all your attention was devoted to trying to understand the reason for that behavior that came completely out of nowhere.

«I don't understand what you mean, really.» These are the only things you were able to formulate, and these made him advance even more, until you were forced to look up in order to be able to look him in the eye.

«I want to know how long I have to keep looking at you with other guys before I can afford to say anything about it. You understand it?» You could feel his deep breath, he didn't lose his temper easily and at that moment you really had to make him angry to get him to reduce himself to those conditions. You understood that it was simple jealousy, and that you probably should have expected it. You bit your lip, playing with the rubber band that you held on your wrist without being able to say anything at the time.

And that silence made him advance even more, forcing you to back away until you were with your back to the wall. One of his hands rested right next to your head and you found yourself holding your breath without even realizing it.

«Can you tell me, Y/N?» His gaze didn't go away from yours for even a second, although you couldn't see him, you felt his fingers crawl on the wall until he clenched his fist.

«Ayo, fuck this ― he blurted out in a moment, shooting away and spreading his arms, no longer able to hesitate ― Are we dating?  Are we fucking? Are we best friends? Are we something in between that?» You were so surprised, you looked down on him, seeing it that way you felt something inside you light up and you were sure you knew what it was. You cursed yourself for the wrong time. «I wish we never fucked, and I mean that!»

Those words would surely have left you stunned, you would have felt terribly bad since that sentence with his scratchy look could be a lethal combination, if it weren't for the fact that his gestures were showing quite the opposite of what he meant in words. Once again he approached you, this time trapping under him, both hands on the wall and the body so close that you could feel the fabric of his uniform touch you. His gaze alternated from your lips to your eyes countless times, even your breath was starting to heal, until he opened his mouth again. «But not really, I can't fucking resist you, shit.»

And a second later, his lips captured yours in a rough and almost violent kiss, his hands immediately fell on your hips so as to attract you to him suddenly. As a result you grabbed his shoulders, then your hand went up into his hair, sliding your fingers between the black locks. Your tongues met, starting a fierce and fast dance, and you managed to perceive a bulge in his pants when he hugged you even more, making you rub against his pelvis.

«That's what you want, isn't it? Then it will be what we will both have, what do you say?» He said panting once he broke away from the kiss due to lack of air, and didn't hesitate for a moment to resume with the kisses on your neck. His teeth grabbed one of your flaps of skin, biting and sucking until a purple spot appeared. He repeated this over and over again, earning whining from you that only encouraged him to give more. He didn't care who saw that in the least. This was his goal, he wanted anyone who was around you for ulterior motives to understand that he had to stop, since he was already there to deal with it.

«K-Kuroo, please..» You murmured, your eyes closed and your hands starting to tighten his hair. Only those warm kisses were enough to make you tighten your thighs to create some friction between them, you could no longer totally wait and, despite his anger, you felt how excited he too was from that situation.

«Ssh, you do want to be heard, kitten?» He whispered with a grin on his face, putting a hand on your cheek. His thumb started running down your lower lip as he rubbed his pelvis against yours, making you just gasp. His thumb slowly infiltrated between your lips, and you found yourself sucking him, bringing your gaze back to his eyes. «Well so, you're so used to it that you don't even realize what you're doing.» He muttered again, then quickly pulled his finger out of your mouth causing a 'boop'. Once again without saying anything, his hand quickly descended under your skirt, and his fingers slid across your folds above your underwear. «Already this wet for me, just after some kisses, are you?» He began to rub slowly and with firm pressure, looking up at you again. Your lips were slightly parted, your cheeks flushed and your nape leaning against the wall. How could he have resisted that sight? «Tetsu―» Again, a murmured prayer came out of your lips, and the pressure on your intimacy increased even more, until you squeezed his hand between your thighs. «Tell me what you want, Y/N.» He sang, the grin on his face that widened just as his skillful fingers moved the underwear to one side and resumed massaging your cunt. «I want you inside me, Kuroo, please!»  And at that adorable gasp, two fingers suddenly entered you, causing a small scream on your part. Kuroo started to move his fingers between your walls, gradually increasing speed and scissoring them every now and then. In recent months he had learned about your weaknesses, he knew where to touch to make you enjoy even more. He was a good observer and it hadn't served him much to know your most hidden sides, so once again he put into practice his innate talents, and he knew he was hitting the right points when his name came out of his lips more and more desperate and  more suffocated. And oh god, at that moment he would have shown a lot more with his own tongue if it hadn't been for the fact that there was very little time left.

«Cum for me, Y/N.  We're not done yet, you know.» Kuroo added another finger, speeding up his movements more and more while his thumb was massaging your clit at the same speed, and at that moment you seemed to not even see anymore. You rolled your eyes back, letting go of a loud moan as you came over his fingers. At that moment you thought that you would never be able to get tired of his fingers, but this wasn't enough.

When you recovered from your orgasm, your hand went down to his pants, unbuttoning them and tightly feeling his erection. Kuroo's breath cut and he had to hold back with all of himself not to bury his cock in your mouth, but his hand stopped you from continuing, grabbing your wrist. «No, kitten, we don't have time for this.» He whispered with a smirk, immediately making you turn away from him.  «Did I tell you not to make a noise, am I wrong?» He grabbed the edges of your skirt, pulling them down suddenly along with your underwear, so that you were left half naked. He approached, pulling out his throbbing cock and approaching your heat, rubbing the tip against your folds. «Make sure you shut up, hmm?» He said putting his hands under your shirt and going straight to your bra, pulling it down to reveal your breasts. You couldn't resist anymore, all you could do was beg him to fill you up at that moment, rubbing your pelvis against his. In a moment, without any hesitation, he slammed his pelvis against yours, threading his entire length up to your cervix. You had to put a hand on your mouth to stifle that scream that had threatened to run away, widening your eyes. As he started moving inside you, his big hands tightened on your breasts, then started playing with your hardened nipples. He had reduced you to a moaning mess, it was making you feel so good that you never wanted to stop. Soon, while with one hand he continued to tease your nipple, he carried the other on your neck, squeezing just so as to put your back on his still dressed chest. Kuroo's thrusts alternated from incredibly fast and noisy to make you lose your lucidity, to slow and hard enough to make you seem to be sinking into the wall. He had never fucked you like this, your quickies were always quiet since you had never experienced an angry Kuroo. You never imagined that, in those conditions, his way of doing things would change so quickly. At that moment, however, you didn't care. Your moans were getting harder to hide and Kuroo was realizing it, in fact it seemed to you that, precisely for this reason, he was increasing even more his strength until he made you want to scream. «Please, Tetsurō, please!» You knew you were going to reach your limit, and from the boy's slight gasps it seemed to be the same for him. Your fingers sank into his arm as you held one hand on the wall to hold on. At that gesture, the grip on your breast increased even more and you imagined that you would surely find the signs of that grasp, while the other hand went down on your hip to conduct the last pushes.

«Y/N, I'm gonna..» Kuroo began to stammer, but you interrupted him panting a simple: «Inside.» He knew that you were taking the pill and therefore he didn't have it repeated twice, in an instant you left one last scream and your walls tightened around his cock that throbbed incessantly. That was enough to make him release his liquid profusely inside you, your name on his lips.

«Fuck..» he murmured slightly, while his forehead rested on your back. Shortly thereafter, he turned you around, helping you lift your skirt up and fix it. A slight chuckle leaked from your lips as you shook your head. «You know that I have too a crush on you and that I wouldn't be doing it with anyone else, do you, Tetsu?» You asked chanting, making a smile appear on his lips but without receiving an answer to that statement.

«Hurry up, or you'll be late for class.»

a/n: to apologize for my absence, I decided to write something different and not requested by anyone. It's inspired by a quote taken from the song "Heartbeat" by Childish Gambino, you have probably heard it on TikTok as well. It's my first smut here, so I'm not so sure of the result, but I hope you like it anyway.

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i swear to god when i listen to sad and only sad music my head starts with A LOT of angsty scenarios but they always end bADLY AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THAT, i swear i have that one OC in my head that i never used or wrote about for some reason but is always there and alwAYS ENDS UP GETTING HURT or dying and yeah I'm sorry for those anime characters i imagine having to deal with that OC 👁️👄👁️

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just go enjoy your life, 

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Dark times all around but there are still people out there who love you

Do not hurt yourself, do not hurt others, get help, talk to someone, anyone. Humanity has survived before and we can do it now if we all just support each other. My country and my people let me down and endangered my life but there’s nothing I or anyone else can do about that so let’s try to spread the love that is so clearly lacking.

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hinata says fuck cops! be like hinata.

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as always, stay safe!

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; I decided to make another post on a character who is written a little wrong : terushima.

yes, terushima is a flirt. it shows when hes even seen chasing after kiyok — but him having an undercut, tongue piercing, and tendency to flirt does not make him a sex obsessed character. a lot of people tend to sexualize him and forget that terushima is actually a big kid — him and his teammates play around all the time and even act childish in the middle of matches. they're normal teenagers !! so what if he has a tongue piercing and undercut ? i assure you that boys just try to look cool with that stuff — i know that as a fact.

also !!!! terushima is an academically smart person !! in fact, he's earnest about his grades and that just shows a lot more about his character. i feel like a lot of writers tend to emphasize the first glance of terushima rather than who he really is.

thank you for coming to my ted talk. ;

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I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS I DON'T KNOW HOW TO THANK A BEAUTIFUL ANGEL LIKE YOU EVERYONE HAS TO SEE, READ AND APPRECIATE THIS AAAAAAa

feeling of love (ushijima x reader)

➸  genre: fluff

➸  pairing: ushijima x reader

➸  word count: 760

a/n: THANK Y’ALL FOR 200 FOLLOWERS !! it’s only been around two weeks since i’ve started this vlog,, but the support is overwhelming 🥺💘

➸  taglist: dedicated to mar and mar only <3 @n0longerhuman​

“do you believe in true love?”

ushijima blinked once before lifting his head up, your question clearly catching him off guard. it was late in the evening and you were sitting across the table from him, the spot you normally occupied during your one on one ‘study dates’ with ushijima. wellㅡ a purely platonic date, of course.

“true love?” he blankly reiterated the last two words of your question, an eyebrow raised in a curious manner.

you hummed in reply, your face resting on the palm of your hand, “yeah! the topic came up in my psychology book, so i wanted to know your thoughts on it." 

you slid your psychology book towards him to show the unit you were currently studying.

he was quiet and his eyes remained on his own work. not surprising, honestly.

Continua a leggere

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love him so freakinh much omg

IWAIZUMI HAJIME CH 395

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In a few days I will resume writing, but for now I will leave you the repost of my last writing. read it, if u want, and also check my other works!!

Can i request a scenario for Bokuto where his girlfriend is pregnant and is scared to tell him because she thinks he doesn’t want kids so she starts avoiding him and he asks Akaashi for advice on what to do

y/n: ty for your request !! im writing this while I'm under an exam session, so it may not be the best of my works, but I hope you like it anyway.

genre: kind of angst but with a fluffy ending

𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭.

Seeing the two lines on the pregnancy test, had shaken in Y/N a mixture of emotions that at that moment she wouldn't even have had the ability to describe. She'd stayed there for a few seconds, barely breathing. She couldn't believe it. Her hand resting on her mouth in complete shock, her eyes wide that dared not take the gaze off that piece of plastic that she held in her hands and that had just given her the news of one of the most significant turning points in her life. She couldn't understand how she should've felt at that moment, it seemed to her that she wouldn't have had the strength to be able to manage such a situation, at such an early age. A person like her couldn't have been a good mother, she couldn't have raised a child at best. But the thought didn't go only to her, but also the person with whom she would hypothetically share that child: Bokuto Kōtarō. The thought of having to confess what had happened to the boy passed through her like an icy wind in an instant. She didn't want to watch his reaction, she didn't want to be abandoned, not at a time like that. Bokuto was now pursuing a career as an important volleyball player and certainly wouldn't have had any time to devote himself to a son, Y/N knew that without a doubt he would give up the child. His life would have been destroyed at that age, and it would have been her fault too. And she?

Did she want to keep it? At that moment, it seemed to her that her head was about to burst, she hadn't even noticed that she was trembling. She was so panicked that she didn't even have the right strength to cry.

Y/N came out of the bathroom with a rather slow pace, her hands hidden in her pocket and her gaze down. To say that she was afraid to face that situation was little, but she couldn't remain hidden forever.

She took her phone once she threw herself on the bed, and as usual she found the familiar messages from Kōtarō, one in particular said: «I should finish earlier tonight, wanna watch a movie?»  She sighed, finally realizing that her heart was beating wildly. Her fingers wrote even before she could connect her mind to her hand, and immediately the answer was an «I'm sorry, today I really can't, we'll have to put it off.»

And at that moment, Y/N exactly imagined the boy's reaction, since she didn't dare to give up not even an opportunity that she'd have had in seeing Bokuto and tried to take advantage of every free hole in their days, so as to be able to stay with him as often as possible, despite countless commitments.

In fact, on his side, his face became corrupted in reading that unusual answer, perhaps even colder than the usual ones he was used to receiving from the girl. It seemed almost strange to him, but he decided not to say anything about it. After all, she too could have had some unforeseen and this was probably the cause of the invitation declined that evening. Or at least, so he thought.

In the days and weeks that followed, Y/N began to become increasingly distant. The times they could see each other decreased more and more, as did the duration of their outings. Y/N's behavior had become decidedly more aloof, she always seemed thoughtless and about to want to say something, something that never came out of her mouth, but Bokuto couldn't understand what he had done wrong to make it happen. Obviously he had asked her; he could no longer hold that heavy weight on his heart, he couldn't bear to see her feel bad because it made him feel bad too. But her response was a reassurance for him. «It's okay, Kō'. Don't worry, really. I'm fine.»

But as stubborn as he was, the boy couldn't stop brooding over it, trying to understand why his girlfriend had become so cold towards him.  He would have liked to solve this problem and go back to spending as much time as he could with her, since both were always busy and he missed her so much.

«Akaashi, ― the big owl came up with what the raven-haired boy recognized for the expression the ace had during one of the usual mental breakdowns ― do you think Y/N hates me?»

Akaashi raised his eyebrows with a questioning expression, not understanding the reason for the question. Whenever he happened to see the couple or to go out with them, the girl always seemed to him very fond of the captain. «Why should she hate you, Bokuto-san?»

And at that moment, Kōtarō explained to his best friend the bad situation he was in, Akaashi too had to admit how much he was a bit displaced. «Honestly, I think you should try to ask her again what's wrong, this time without her lying. If she told you she's okay, it could mean she doesn't want you to worry and didn't realize she was getting the opposite result.»

As Akaashi spoke, Bokuto could almost see the wheels of his brain moving quickly in a perfectly combined manner.  «Something's probably happened to her and she wants you to stay out of it. I'm sure she's doing it for your own good, Bokuto-san.»

After that brief conversation with the vice-captain, Kōtarō decided to organize himself for that evening. This time, he would show up at the girl's house without even warning first. He thought that perhaps in surprise she would finally decide to explain to him what was happening to her. And for this reason, at nine o'clock in the evening, Bokuto knocked on her door.

Y/N winced at the sound of those steady fists tapping the front door of her house with confidence. She could have recognized him anywhere, she thought at that moment. Again, she felt her heart pounding at an incredible rate. Panicking on that occasion was absolutely not the right thing. She got up, somewhat hesitant, and went to the door and then opened it. In front of her was the boy, an envelope in his hand containing what looked like food and, before she could even say a word, the boy muttered a: «I brought you food and no, I don't accept negative answers.»

The dinner was silent, the evidence of the problem was now clear.  Bokuto couldn't take it anymore, not seeing how much she couldn't even look him in the eyes.

«Y/N, listen, I have no idea what's happening to you but I seriously need you to tell me about it ― began the young man, and when he didn't receive any response once again, he decided to continue ― Why the heck are you doing this? Can you at least explain to me what I did to you? And if it wasn't me, what on earth is bothering you so much that you can't even explain it to your boyfrien―»

«I'M PREGNANT!» The answer came out brutally from the girl's lips, her hands holding the edge of the sweatshirt she was wearing at the time, her eyes already full of tears and focused on the figure of the person she had just screamed at unwittingly.

It seemed to him that his own body was disappearing at that moment, the severed breath, the wide eyes and the parted lips captured the boy's face in an evident expression that expressed pure disbelief. 

«Wh-what?» His voice, barely a whisper, blocked by the strong shiver that had run from head to toe at that moment.

«I'm pregnant, I didn't tell you anything because I knew it would end badly and I didn't want to give you even more worries, Kōtarō. I know you don't want a child and I understand it perfectly, I-I didn't want it to end between us and I swear to you that... I'll do something about it, I'm just so worried because I don't know what to do and this thing scares me a lot.»

Every word that Y/N had said, had reached Bokuto's heart as if they were swords. He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. He had no idea how it could've happened, and he was afraid of not being able to get out of it in the best way, but the thing that had hurt him most was the fact that she had avoided talking to him about something so big to just protect him.

He was so mortified that he hadn't even noticed that his tears had started to drop like those of the girl in front of him. He said nothing, only pulled her to him and held her so tight that for a moment it seemed to him that she had stopped breathing.

«Never say such a thing again, Y/N. It's something bigger than us, but that doesn't mean we can't solve it! I will respect any of your choices and I will be happy to share any road you want to take, because I love you ― with a slightly higher voice, Bokuto didn't dare to detach from her body ― I would never abandon you, do not even say it as a joke, okay?»

Y/N was completely taken aback. The boy's words, so unusual if heard from his mouth, struck her even more than she was already shaken in principle because of that situation, and this led her to burst into tears that made her chest hurt. She hid her face in the hollow of his neck, trying to stifle the sobs, while his hand began to caress her hair muttering some 'It's all right, I'm here.'

«I don't know who to thank for bringing me to meet someone like you, seriously.» this was the only thing she managed to whisper, terribly tired. And for the first time, she seemed to see a light of hope to go through that terrible moment.

Bokuto couldn't think how difficult it had been for her to hold that weight and carry it on silently for so long, and he was sure that, until the last moment, he would have taken all of himself to help her.

«We'll make it, we'll make it together.»

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