#FUKURODANI MADE IT TO THE FINALS AFTERALL

[dai-ou-sama]

I would just like to say that this shit destroyed me.

[uwurakax]

teaching you (hc’s) ♡

summary: cute head canons of our haikyuu boys teaching you how to play volleyball ♡

featuring: oikawa ♡ bokuto ♡ kuroo ♡

notes: i’m super bored and did this. i also didn’t proof read this or anything. this is also on my phone so there’s probably mistakes scattered. and i did this at like 5am with no sleep so theres that too lol (all my best ideas come to me super late, i’m just like that - jk im just dumb af ty) ♡

oikawa tōru 及川 徹 ♡

❥ ah cute bby, the loml, we love him so much

❥ so dating oikawa wasn’t always easy

❥ he was always practicing his serves in the school’s gym well into the night

❥ and it’s now been a good 2 or 3 weeks since you guys had been together to just do, well, couple things

❥ all you wanted to do was spend time with him, so you came up with a plan

❥ after your own club activities you made your way into the gym to ask him a very special question

❥ you wanted him to teach you how to serve

❥ now he was a little shooketh shocked at this

❥ none of his previous relationships or dating prospects had actually asked him about playing before

❥ he’ll try to play it cool by being all flirty and suave

❥ but inside he’s like 🥺😳

❥ now he’s actually a really good teacher

❥ but you are horrible just aren’t the best at this

❥ at one point he opts to stand behind you and position your arms and hands

❥ this man has the audacity to stay like that with his hands on your waist waiting for you to continue

❥ you’re thankful he can’t see your face because he’d be able to see how much of a flustered mess he made you eye—

❥ after it all you’re finally able to hit the ball over the net and you are ecstatic

“tōru! did you see i finally did it!”

❥ he just hummed and held you tighter

❥ he didn’t say it but he was really proud at how quickly you learnt how to serve it over the net for being a complete novice

❥ also was a bit of an ego boost for him, because he was the one who taught you afterall

❥ he’ll close his eyes and just sink further into the crook of your neck AHHHHHHHH

❥ he’s so calm and relaxed, nothing faked like the front he usually puts on when he’s with his team, classmates, fans and just anyone in general

❥ something that you’ve noted only happens when he’s with you (and iwa bffs for life✌️)

❥ although he definitely played up on his flirty persona, at times when it just came naturally to him like this was just *swoon*

❥ you turned around to face him, now merely centimetres apart

❥ you smiled while he looked down at you, with disbelief in his eyes (one that was formed because he couldn’t believe how lucky he was)

❥ this short session with you definitely made him realise how lucky he is to have you, and he makes a promise to himself to spend more time with you

❥ he knew in the back of his mind that he had been a bit neglectful

❥ while stuck in his thoughts, you decided to be a little cheeky and give him a kiss 😘

❥ you pull away and notice he turns his head to the side trying to hide his blush (cutie patootie marry me pls)

❥ you giggle at him and make a move to go away, but he has to be cheesy and quickly pull you back for a full on make out session

❥ he just had to get you back for that you know?

❥ after that, you’ll find yourself spending more time at the gym, something the both of you very much look forward to

❥ i don’t know how much late night volleyball practice he gets in though 😜

bokuto kōtarō 木兎 光太郎 ♡

❥ ah baby baby baby cutie owl

❥ so you were one of fukurodani’s managers and had just recently gotten together with bokuto

❥ since you had gotten together, bokuto was constantly trying to impress you with his spikes

❥ he isn’t one of the top 5 aces in japan for nothing!

❥ of course you had to deal with bokuto’s mood swings

❥ and this week was definitely going to have those

❥ the volleyball team was having a training camp and of course, as manager you were there

❥ on one particular late night at camp, you noticed bokuto, akaashi and a few other students from other schools missing

❥ you were walking down the hall to see the lights in one of the gyms on

❥ you made your way down and saw bokuto, akaashi, kuroo (who is bokuto’s close friend) and a new first year named tsukishima from karasuno

❥ now of course bokuto was being his usual confident self, but the moment he saw you come through?

❥ oh boy, he so badly wanted to show off, and against good players too?

❥ bokuto was even more fired up!

❥ after about 20 minutes of watching bokuto spike, you were feeling a little antsy not doing anything

❥ akaashi being ever observant, saw this and pulled bokuto aside to whisper something to him

“bokuto-san, don’t you show y/n how to play some volleyball?”

❥ bokuto felt a lightbulb moment 💡

❥ owl baby was so excited, he couldn’t wait to show you how to play

❥ you tried to turn him down but how can you say no to his deflated face?

❥ you don’t, you can’t, that’s illegal

❥ so you find yourself being pulled and ushered by bokuto into how he hits his amazing spikes

❥ you weren’t exactly sure how this was going to end, you couldn’t jump like the players at all, you didn’t even make it close

❥ you were still apprehensive about playing against guys who knew how to play

❥ akaashi had sent you a light slow moving ball, something easy, even a child could hit it

❥ but there was no way you were going to be able to hit that ball over the net

❥ as if on cue, bokuto picks you up by the knees so you can easily hit it over

❥ you were surprised, but quickly went back to focusing on the ball above

❥ you decided to do a feint

❥ everyone watched the ball gracefully fall to the floor like 👁👄👁 ?!

❥ you were the embodiment of 😳😱😮

❥ bokuto started screaming, yelling praises at you

❥ you held onto his broad shoulders as he was quickly spinning you around, your legs now manoeuvred around his torso

❥ you were giggling and laughing along with him, pretty proud of yourself for being able to pull such a stunt against professionals (at least compared to you anyway)

❥ the others just looked at you both, completely shocked at the fluke you just pulled

❥ yeah kuroo and tsukishima were salty as hell

❥ but they supposed it wasn’t too bad to let you and bokuto have this ‘win’, considering how happy it made the both of you

kuroo tetsurō 黒尾 鉄朗 ♡

❥ ah kuroo kuroo

❥ you both had been dating since second year of high school

❥ you were the volleyball captain at another school in tokyo near nekoma

❥ you guys actually met at a nearby gymnasium when you guys were practicing with your own teams

❥ ok volleyball power couple much?

❥ now your school’s gym where your team practiced was getting renovated, and there was nothing available near your school

❥ kuroo had actually insisted that your team could train at nekoma

❥ you begrudgingly accepted, nervous

❥ now even though you and kuroo had been official, he never once saw you play or practice

❥ you were actually a little shy at showing him your skills, even though he practically begged for you to

❥ he always respected your wishes, but you didn’t miss the way his eyes would flicker briefly with sadness

❥ but you knew what kind of player kuroo was

❥ and you knew your blocks were nothing to write home about - unlike his

❥ so came that fateful day where you were both were in the gym practicing and squawking out drills to your respective teams

❥ it was then time when you needed to start practicing your blocks

❥ one of the wing spikers on your team absolutely smashed the ball through your pathetic attempt at a block

❥ you looked back at where it landed and sighed

❥ you didn’t notice that kuroo had witnessed the whole thing

❥ you also didn’t notice him coming up to you until he was right behind you

“if you want to block better, you should hold your arms out like this”

❥ you felt kuroo guide your arms above your head, positioning you to the desired pose

❥ he then leaned down to your ear and was whispering tips and how exactly to get a read on the opposing teams spikers

❥ you felt the blood rushing to your face and ears - easily speeding up your heartbeat at the closeness he initiated

❥ a teammate of yours then proceeded to spike the ball, and following kuroo’s instructions you managed to cleanly block the ball

❥ after a few moments of shock you jumped up and down in excitement

❥ kuroo had seen you block the ball, and was proud at how happy you had been at his guidance

❥ seeing as he flustered you, it was only fair to pay back your boyfriend right?

❥ so you happily skipped over to him

❥ he was smirking down at you, telling you that ‘you did a good job’

❥ you quickly placed a peck on his lips

❥ wow was it so worth it

❥ poor kuroo became a blushing mess, hiding his face in between his hand and fingers

❥ you sent a wink his way while you went back to practice your blocking

❥ needless to say, kuroo was plotting ways on how to get you back for that stunt 😜

[notyour-mariaclara]

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

ᵇᵒᵏᵘᵗᵒ ᵏᵒᵗᵃʳᵒ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚚 𝚏𝚒𝚌. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚠𝚕'𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙.

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𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝙱𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛.

You keep ringing the doorbell but no one answered but you can hear some noises coming from the house. You irritatedly opened the gate and went carelessly inside the house. But the moment you entered and saw bunch of shoes and heard the ruckus and noises that is happening, you froze in your position. 

Shit. You cursed in your head when you came to the realization that  Akaashi’s team is hanging out in their house. You gathered all of your courage and prayed not to embarrass yourself. You removed your shoes and went inside. When the boys saw you they stopped. 

“Oh, _____-san.” Haruki greeted you.

You saw Bokuto composed himself and sat properly on the couch. 

“Hey, _____-chan!” He greeted you.

“H-hi.” You smiled at him.

You’ve been classmates for years and you can consider you two are friends but you still get giddy around him.

“Yo,” Akaashi greeted you with his deadpan face and you rolled your eyes at him.

“Next time, answer your goddamn phone, Akaashi.”

You said blantly and headed to the kitchen.

“Oh, my bad. What do you need?”

“I need to get the pressure cooker that Mom lended to your mom the other day.”

You said then Akaashi helped you to look for the cooker.

“Here.” He took the cooker out in one of the kitchen shelves.

“Wait, it’s heavy–” He added.

“I can help her with that!” Bokuto said with his toothy smile. I felt myself blush.

“No! It’s fine. I can do it.” You defensively said and took the cooker from Akaashi. 

Oh, shit. You almost drop the cooker. You heard Akaashi stifle his laughter and you glared at him.

“I’ll get that.”

Bokuto snatched the cooker from you and his hand grazed yours. You gulped and refrain yourself from squealing. A blush crept in your cheeks.

“I don’t want to bother you, Kotaru.“ 

“No, I insist really.”

“Hey! ____-chan, you should hang out with us!” Konoha invited you. 

You’re pretty much friends with the volleyball boys since most of them is in your class besides from being bff with Akaashi.

“Nah, I’ll pass.”

“Go now, your mom might need the cooker.”

Akaashi pushed you and Bokuto to the door with a sly grin. You nudge him off and mouthed ‘what’ as he look at you while he raised his brows up and down. The boys behind him also made some love and kissy faces. Your eyes widened and like on cue, you and Bokuto faced each other with wide eyes. You look away and exited the house embarrassingly.

_________________________________________

“Good Afternoon! My name is Bokuto!” Bokuto greeted my mom with so much enthusiasm.

“Hello,dear. Nice to meet you, are you her boyfrien–" 

"Okasan!” You hid your face in your palms.

“He’s my classmate and his Akaashi’s friend too.”

“Oh, my bad.” My mom laughed.

“Sorry” you whispered to Bokuto shyly.

“N-no, it’s okay.”

He scratch the back of his head and you noticed his biceps flexed as he scratch his head. You shrugged the thought away. 

“I’ll just walk him to the gate, I’ll be back.”

You started to push Bokuto’s large build towards the door.

“But I still want to talk to your mom.” He pouted.

“Oh, trust me Kota-chan. You wouldn’t like to talk to her. My mom’s a talker." 

In other words your mom will interrogate him and that would be embarrassing on your part.

"You do know you’re the only who calls me that, right?” He asked as both of you put your shoes on.

“You mean Kota?” You tilted your head. You two already reached your house’s gate.

“Yeah” he stopped in his tracks and faced you.

“Are you uncomfortable, me calling you that?" 

You asked innocently and already overthinking that all these years you have called him that.

"No. No. In fact, I like it.”

You opened your mouth to reply, you were dazed to find the right word. Suddenly, he took a step forward and you gulped as the distance of you two became too close. He lowered his head to your height. Because goddamn his height. As if the oxygen has been snatched from you, you held your breath as you came face to face with his handsome face. Your heart increase it’s beat. 

“You have a leaf on your hair.”

He said and stood straight again putting a fair distance for you to breath again. He showed you the leaf with his charming smile. You felt your blood rush to your cheeks that made you light headed. You don’t know how many seconds passed while you stare particularly at nothing because of the high you are feeling. Bokuto’s chuckle is what bought you back to reality.

“Oh, I-I… T-Thanks. Thanks for helping me out.” You said.

“Don’t you want to hang out with us?” He said as he put his hands in his pocket which made him moreeee attractive.

You cleared your throat to get a hold of yourself.

“I-I’ll pass. I still need to finish s-some… things.” You reason out.

“Okay, guess I’ll go now. I’ll see you at school.”

“Sure.” You waved at him. He turned his back and started to walk towards Akaashi’s house.

You were about to go inside but he stopped and faced you again.

“You sure you don’t want to?” He asked again and you can’t helped but to laugh.

“Yeah, I’m sure,Kota-chan. Go now." 

His smile grew wider and went inside Akaashi’s gate. What you didn’t know is that your childhood friend is peeking at the gate. Smiling at both of his bestfriends.

When he’s completely gone, you quickly ran to your room and dive in the comforts of your bed. Squealing endlessly.

"Bokuto Kotaru, you’ll be the death of me.”

______________________________

“Why would I? I’m not your girlfriend, Keiji.” You retorted.

“C'mon. As if you don’t want to watch our game.” He said with his arrogant tone

“H-huh? W-what do you mean? I don’t know what you’re saying.”

You defensively said and avoided his gaze. Which made Akaashi chuckle.

“I know you all too well.” He said teasingly.

“Whatever! But why do I have to wear your stupid shirt! People might think… of something.”

“The whole school know that you and I are far from being together, they even thought we’re siblings.” He stated as a matter of fact.

“I’m not doing this for free, Keiji!”

“Oh, I know. You might even thank me later.”

He smirk and left you dumbfounded.

______________________________

It’s already the last set of the game and Akaashi can’t see no signs of his female best friend and Bokuto is already emotional because he failed to receive the ball thrice already. Akaashi nodded to his teammates to encourage Bokuto but it’s not working. Finally, he saw a glimpse of the girl wearing his number. When she saw the critical score she instantly cheered the boys.

“GO! GO! FUKURODANI!!!” you shouted.

“Looks like our cheerleader is present afterall.” Akaashi smirked at Bokuto who instantly composed himself and focused on the game. 

“There goes our captain.” He whispered to himself.

______________________________

“You guys did great!!!” You greeted them as you help their manager to distribute the towels. 

“Good thing, you came.” Akaashi said and patted your head.

“I’m still older than you, you know!” You swatted his hand but the man shrugged carelessly.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Bokuto greeted happily and raised his hand for you to high-five and you did.

“Of course the captain is the most awesome player!” You said to boost his ego. He put his hands on his hips proudly and you laughed.

“I know you’re in the crowd cause I heard your voice.” He said with honor.

“Who wouldn’t hear her? She’s a human megaphone!” Konoha teased and you glared at him.

“You’re wearing Akaashi’s shirt?” Bokuto suddenly ask.

“Oh, yeah. I was blackmailed to do so.” You throw some daggers at Akaashi.

“Ow–”

“____-chan, can you help me?” Bokuto was interupted when Yukie called you.

“Sure! Okay, I’ll be back in a sec.”

You bid goodbye to Bokuto. Little did you know that Bokuto seemed to be bothered about your shirt.

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“Hey, Akaashi.” Bokuto called the younger man as they do their warm-up after the game.

You already went home ahead of them because you said you have some errands to run.

“Uh?” Akaashi hummed.

“Do you like ______?” He bluntly asked.

“Why did you asked?” Akaashi smirked.

“Just answer my question.” Bokuto demanded.

“Hmmm what do you think?” He teased.

“I don’t know. I mean, I hope you don’t but everyone know how you two are closed–”

“What if I do?" 

"But… I like her too.”

His teammates hollered at his confession. Bokuto got confused.

“It’s about time you say it out loud!” Tatsuki said.

“Everyone knew already!” Kaori said and everyone laughed.

“What? Really?” He pouted.

“I can’t believe that I have to push your buttons before you admit that.” Akaashi rolled his eyes.

“So you don’t like her???” Bokuto asked eagerly. Too happy actually.

“No, Bokuto-san. I told you guys, already. She’s more of a sister to me.”

“So it means I can confess to her!?”

“Jesus, that’s what I’m trying to do. You’re so slow-witted, Cap.” By that everyone laughed again.

Bokuto can’t seem to hide his happiness.

______________________________

You put the final finishing at the cake and smiled to yourself. You baked a cake for Bokuto’s birthday. You often give him baked goods every year for his birthday, like cookies and cupcakes, but you make sure to give to the whole volleyball boys too, so that he wouldn’t think anything about you giving him baked goods. But this time you baked a cake, you invested your time and effort. The reason why you ditch them earlier saying you have errands to run. You even made the cake look like an owl. You are so satisfied with your creation until you realized that you didn’t bake any goods for the other boys. It’s already midnight and you don’t have time to bake another batch of goods.

“Well damn. I’ll just say it's… a congratulatory cake from their game! Right. I’m so smart!” You smiled cheerfully.

Your interactions with Bokuto suddenly flashed in your mind and it made you giddy! You pat your cheeks to calm yourself.

“Oh god. I really need to gather all the confidence to give the cake or should I just hand it to Keiji?”

The sudden vibration from your phone, surprised you.

Bokuto: Hi, are you awake?

“Eh???” You squealed but covered your mouth in case you wake up the whole house. Your hand shakes while trying to compose a message but your phone beeped again.

Bokuto: Sorry, of course, you’re asleep already. Hahaha. I’ll just be back tomorrow. See you in the morning.

“What!?” You whispered to yourself.

Did you understand it right? You ran by the window to check if you really comprehended his message correctly. You accidentally hit your forehead by the glass because of your panicking but it didn’t matter because there you see… the very man that makes your heart flips. He looked at you wide eyes.

You quickly hid. You don’t know what to do and your heart is beating so fast. Your phone rang and you almost dropped it. He’s calling. You hesitantly answered.

“He-hello?”

“Hey.” He said with a bit of shyness.

“So, you’re awake?” He asked cautiously.

You stood up and dusted yourself and ran to the nearest mirror to check yourself out.

“Y-yes. What are you doing here? Is there a problem?”

“No, no. I just… can you come outside?”

“Yeah, sure.”

You hang up the call and went outside. Not wanting him to wait. You open the gate and his fit built welcome you. His hair is a bit disheveled. You never knew how attractive he is in a black hoodie and grey jogger pants.

“Did I wake you up?” He asked shyly and did his habit of scratching the back of his head.

“No. I just finish doing something.” You said nervously.

“So, what’s wrong? Why are you here?” You asked in concern.

“I… uhm… I was just thinking and I can’t seem to sleep so…” he cleared his throat as he think of a reason.

“So, you went here to?” You asked him to continue. It always amuses you to see him getting shy.

“Okay, I’ll tell you the truth. Listen to me, okay?” He said and you looked ay him warily.

“Okay.”

“I was thinking of you since the game, I mean hell. I often think of you everyday and I’m not a creep, okay!?”

He explained and you can’t help but to giggled despite your heart pumping so hard.

“I'm… I like you for a long time now but I didn’t have the courage to confess till now. At first, I was hesitant since I thought you have a thing with Akaashi when he got to Fukurodani. But later on I found that you two are just friends.”

You took a deep breath. Being more confident than earlier.

“The more I got to know you, I got insecure because how come a girl like you can like me? I mean, all I think about is volleyball while you, you’re smart and you’re good in everything. You’re charming and very helpful towards other people. Hell, you’re pretty and kind at the same time. You’re a total package!!!” He shouted and you cover hands to his mouth despite of his height.

“Shhhhhhh! You might wake up the neighborhood, Kotaru!” You whispered to him.

You can’t deny the blush on your cheeks. You quickly retracted your hands because you realize how close you were to him.

“I like you.” He sincerely said.

Your breath hitched. You literally can hear your heart pounding. You turn your back to him and covered your face and squealed while you stomped your feet because you can no longer contain the feelings inside of you. You even slap yourself because you’re having doubts if this is real.

“Shit. I am not dreaming.” You said to yourself.

You felt him grab your shoulders and made you face him.

“You’re not dreaming.” He flashed his killer smile.

“I like you so much.” He confessed.

You grabbed his face and squish it.

“I like you too, Bokuto Kotoru.” You finally said.

His eyes widened and jumped while pumping his fist.

“Holy shit. Really? You like me too? Am I dreaming?” You grabbed his face again. He lean on your warm hands and closed his eyes.

“You’re not. I like you!” You said throwing away your shyness. He opened his eyes with his wide grin.

He hugged you and twirl you around. You can’t help but to hug him back and giggled.

“Wow. I-I should have confessed sooner. Oh gosh but it doesn’t matter.” Your shoulder rests around his neck as he set you to ground.

You two can’t seem to get off the high as you continue to share laughters just by looking at each other’s eyes. He looked at you lovingly.

Suddenly, the light from your parents room lit. You got off from each other, panicking. Scared of being caught.

“You need to go now.” You said.

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He started to walk away slowly and you heard footsteps from upstairs.

“Kotaru!” You called him and he stopped. You ran to him and kissed his cheeks.

“Happy Birthday. Good night. Text me when you get home.” He was dazed but nodded.

You bit your lips and ran back inside the gate. You didn’t fail to see him jumped up and down before running home. You quickly went inside the house.

“You’re still awake?” You mother asked sleepily.

“Oh, yeah. I’ll go to bed soon.”

Your mother hummed and you watched her drank water and went back to their room. You lean on the door and silently squealed. You clean up the kitchen and went to bed.

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Bokuto: I’m home! I’m just happy. I don’t think I can sleep anytime now. This is the bestest birthday ever!!! I really really like you!

You giggled under your blanket as you read his text.

Bokuto: It means you’re my girlfriend now, right? Because I really really really like you!!!!! Can you be mine?

You: Yes, Kotaru. I’m yours and I’m glad to be your girlfriend!

Bokuto: You do know I don’t have any intention in letting you go, right? Like ever. Never.

Bokuto: Ohhhhh what do you want me to call you???? Baby? Babe? Love? Ichiban? Sweety? Honey? Or should we create our own nicknames like tabi??? Or chubi???

You: hahahaha we’ll talk about that tomorrow. Go to sleep, Kotaru. I’m excited to see you tomorrow, so you should sleep now. Good night and I like you so much. ♡︎♡︎♡︎

And that’s how you fell asleep with a smile on your face.

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You felt like you had the nicest dream in your whole existence ever. You wake up excitedly and did your morning routine. You can remember everything all too well but part of you is still doubting if it’s real because what happened last night is too good to be true.

“Hurry up and eat your breakfast! Don’t keep your boyfriend waiting.”

By that you choke on your pancake.

“You’re like me. You have good taste in men, dear.” You mom winked at you and you choked on your drink this time.

“W-what?”

“Bokuto is waiting for you early in the morning, I saw him outside when I went out to sweep our frontyard. Don’t worry, I invited him inside, he even ate with your father before he went to work. He’s a very fine young man” your mom giggled like a school girl.

“He’s really a charmer. He just excuse himself to go to Keiji.”

“Oh my gosh.”

You grabbed your bag and the caked as you hurriedly fix yourself.

“I’ll go now, mom.”

“Okay, dear! Invite Bokuto for dinner!”

You don’t know how to feel. Nervous? Happy? Anxious? Giddy? You exited the premise of your house and there you see your longtime crush boyfriend. Looking hella hot dashing as ever.

“Good Morning.” He greeted me.

“Good Morning.” You laughed confirming that he really is your boyfriend now.

“I hope you don’t mind, I already introduced myself to your parents.” He sheepishly smiled.

“Yeah, I heard. It’s good atleast I don’t need to be anxious anymore in introducing you.” You giggled.

“I’ll carry your bag.” He took your bag without waiting for your reply. You bit yourself to stop grinning like a crazy woman you are.

“What’s that?” He pointed to the box.

“Oh this? Right. This is for you! Happy Birthday.” You handed him the box.

He peeked through the see through cover of the box.

“An owl? This is the most cutest birthday cake ever!” He placed a kiss on your cheeks and you blush like a tomato.

“Oh boy. I can’t wait to boast you and the cake to everyone! By the way I already said the news to Akaashi.”

You glance at Akaashi’s gate and saw him taking pictures of you two like a proud mom.

“Oi!” You called him but he instantly went inside the gate again.

“You guys should go now. I’ll catch up! I still need to eat my breakfast!” He said.

You and Bokuto looked at each other and laugh knowing that he’s just making an excuse. By that you both started to walk to school.

“I should carry the cake for you. You’re already holding two bags.” You said while reaching for the box but Bokuto didn’t let you.

“Don’t worry, I can carry all of these!”

“But I want to help.” You pouted.

“You’re cute, I guess I can’t decline your offer to help.” By that you smiled at him.

“ Can you hold my hand then?” He said as he carried the cake one handed to free his other hand for you to hold.

“Okay.” You said and held his hand.

He changed the position of your hand and interlock his big hand with yours.

[omidettol]

haikyuu!! random scenario - 01

01: on the way home

genre • slice of life

summary • a journey of three friends in which they met so many new people in their life that revolved around volleyball clubs.

word count • 2,306 

author’s note • this first serie literally just started off of me and my homie’s imagination on things that’d happen to oc in haikyuu world! there may be a tiny spoiler in future chapters, and lowercase intended. hope you enjoy reading!

masterlist • next

“mizuki!” the setter shouted as she tossed the ball to the left quickly. a brown haired girl had run towards the net as the ball was approaching the top, then she jumped and stopped mid air for a moment. when the opposed blocker started falling down, she spiked a huge cross real hard, leaving everyone in the gym stunned. whistle blown, indicating the end of that 3 on 3 practice match.

a big smile plastered on oikawa mizuki’s exhausted face as she gave her teammates in that match a high five. kinoshita shinatsu, the libero, put her arms around mizuki shoulder and said, “that was such an awesome spike you got there, mizuki.”

“thanks, but that was because the toss haru sent to me is as good as ever,” she replied and sent a big smile in akaashi haru’s direction before they joined the others who had already gathered around their coach who started to give his feedback for today’s practice and for the upcoming spring interhigh qualifier. 

it took the coach around one hour to finally wrap it up. the sky outside was already dark when members of fukurodani academy girl volleyball club started to go home one by one. after changing into spare clothes, mizuki packed her bag and walked towards the bench where her two friends waited. it'd been their routine since middle school to go home together by train.

mizuki, shinatsu, and haru said goodbye to the others left in the gymnasium before getting their way out of school area. even though they still in their first year of high school, the three of them were trusted enough to be starter players considering their own ability in their main field: outside hitter, libero, and setter. on their way, they talked about so many things from school stuff, volley, even random things until shinatsu asked the brown haired girl who walked a bit behind, “so, have you finally talked to him?”

“huh?” mizuki asked her back, totally confused.

haru chimed in, “the boy you talked about months ago.”

“which one?”

both haru and shinatsu rolled their eyes. they had known each other since middle school. all the good sides and bad sides of each person had been shown throughout the years which didn't surprise them any longer to hear such things coming from mizuki's mouth. “the top three ace,” haru answered.

“oh, him,” mizuki muttered under her breath. her mind suddenly drifted into one particular boy with curly black hair. she looked at her friends who'd waited anticipatingly for her answer. “no, i haven’t. i mean, why should i? it’s not like he even knows me. and, i don’t have any business with him?”

shinatsu raised her eyebrows, “aren’t you curious about his technique in spiking balls?”

“not really,” mizuki shrugged. “besides, i could just ask my stupid cousin, tooru. or tobio, or kuroo, or bokuto, or maybe even your lovely brother, haru,” she turned to the black haired girl with glistening eyes that were completely ignored. 

“you ass,” shinatsu grinned.

mizuki laughed at both of her friends’ reactions. she remembered how long ago she thought shinatsu was a shy and quiet girl, but everything changed when they became close through playing volleyball together. as for haru, the first impression mizuki got from her and the result of their three years of friendship were not that different except the fact that she actually had such a unique taste and how she viewed anything was beyond. 

they didn’t talk much during the ride on the train and preferred to stare at their phone until they reached their own destination station. being the one whose house was the farthest from school, mizuki’s hand quickly reached her bag to find her earphone when shinatsu would get off the train at the next stop after haru had gotten off. 

“shit,” she muttered, earning a questioning look from shinatsu who was ready to get off the train. “just realized i forgot to bring my earphone today.”

“oh, i thought you lost something,” shinatsu said right before the train stopped at her destination. “anyways, i’m going. take care!”

“yeah, bye, see you tomorrow,” mizuki said as she slumped down on her seat only to sit up straight back seconds later when her eyes caught the curly black haired boy walking over to her place. she internally screamed when the boy with a white mask almost covering half of his face sat right across from her.

ever since mizuki entered fukurodani academy, she usually met this one particular boy on the train home after practice, right when all her friends had gotten off the train and just two stops away from home. at first, she didn’t recognize who he was. but after she came back from miyagi to visit her grandma, she knew him. she remembered seeing him in one of her cousin tooru’s volleyball magazines.

sakusa kiyoomi, the only second year student among the other two on the top three of all high schooler spiker in japan. mizuki took a glance at him, remembering words from her friends about his technique and such. deep down, her curiosity grew bigger. she’d never seen his school, itachiyama academy, played before. based on their encounters, she couldn’t even picture him playing volleyball especially with his fastidious tendencies.

she’d noticed he always put a mask on his face with both hands in the pocket of his jacket and would stand close to the door if the train were packed with loads of people; in fact, she had never actually seen him whenever she went home during rush hour. he’d only sit down if and only if the train wasn’t crowded like this evening. it was almost nine so the rush hour had long died down. 

when the train finally stopped at her destination, mizuki got off at the speed of light. she just wanted to get home as fast as possible and rested her body after a long day. but it was as if mother nature wouldn’t grant her wish that easily, a downpour stopped her right before the exit. her hand once again rummaged the inside of her bag, searching for the clear umbrella she brought in the morning—or so she thought. mizuki let out a heavy sigh when she couldn’t find the damn umbrella anywhere in her bag for five whole minutes and decided to just wait there until the rain stopped.

“why are you still here?” a deep voice came into her ear from the left after quite some time.

her whole body froze. there was a long pause. after regaining her control, mizuki turned to face the person next to her. “um, i forgot to bring my umbrella,” she said as her cheek turned slightly pink.

it was him. the famous ace she had been dreaded to talk to for the past few months was actually standing next to her and talked to her first. on the other hand, sakusa kiyoomi studied the girl carefully before finally offering, “do you want to walk together? it seems like the rain won’t die down for the next hours.”

no, he wasn’t kidding when he said that. afterall, he was the observant type. he’d studied people and things around him for such a long time until it became his second nature. and the girl who now stared at him in shock was one of the examples. since the starting of his second year, he usually met her on the train and although sometimes he’d be the last one to get off the train, he’d catch up with her and realized that their houses were just a block away from each other.

“if it’s okay with you, then yes, please,” mizuki said with a little desperate look after giving some thought about it. god knew how much she hated getting wet from rain, even a drizzle. and the last thing she wanted was to get home really late in drenched clothes.

without saying a word, kiyoomi opened up his black umbrella. they walked side by side under kiyoomi’s umbrella which perfectly fit for the two of them. there was an awkward silence engulfing them until mizuki broke the ice, “thank you.”

kiyoomi simply nodded as a response and another silence hit them again. mizuki racked her brains, trying to find something to talk about while they were walking. then a smile was plastered on her face as she said, “my name’s mizuki, by the way. oikawa mizuki.”

the tall boy glanced at her. “i’m sakusa kiyoomi.”

“i know.” mizuki automatically cursed herself silently for slipping it out of her mouth. kiyoomi, who heard what she said, sent a skeptical look towards her which made her quickly added, “i meant, i’ve seen you on many volleyball magazines before!”

“you read those magazines?”

“my cousin does, so i sometimes take a look at it whenever i pay him a visit,” she stated before blurting out, “honestly, though, you and ushiwaka-chan look great on those magazines. at first i couldn’t believe that it’s really you since i can’t see your face behind that mask. but your uniform confirmed it.”

“i see,” he replied while taking in everything she just said but then his eyes narrowed at her. “wait, did you just call wakatoshi-kun as ushiwaka-chan? do you know him?”

“um, i don’t really know him. met him once in sendai and all i know is how much tooru wanna beat his ass in official matches. and about ushiwaka-chan... that was what tooru called him, i just followed,” she explained, a little bit startled at his question. “why?”

kiyoomi shrugged, “oh, it’s nothing.”

the rest of their way was filled with nothing but silence in raindrops. as they were getting near to the mizuki’s house, the fukurodani girl spoke up, “and… there’s my stop. thanks for your help, kiyoomi. really appreciate it.”

the owner of the black umbrella raised his eyebrows, stopping in front of a typical townhouse that was pointed by her. “i don't think we’re close enough to be on the first name basis yet... but whatever.”

hearing that, mizuki laughed a little as she opened the gate and quickly stepped into her roofed yard. “sorry, habit. but you can call me anything, though. i couldn’t careless.”

he scoffed. “i prefer to not talk to you.”

“ouch, that hurts, omi-chan,” she decided to come up with a new nickname and pretended as if she was stabbed right in the heart, trying to tease him. but kiyoomi being himself just rolled his eyes at her and then turned back, starting to walk away from her with regret slowly creeping in. he started to regret his action today even more when mizuki exclaimed with voice nearly colliding with the sound of the heavy rain, “see you tomorrow, omi-chan!”

then he knew he fucked up.

on the following days, they kept stumbling upon each other on the train home. and compared to before, mizuki was becoming way more talkative although kiyoomi’d ignored her completely as if he never knew who she was. if he thought that would make her stop talking to him, then he was wrong. that didn’t stop mizuki even the slightest. instead, she took it as a challenge to make him acknowledge her.

for the n-th times that week, kiyoomi let out a heavy sigh while she was bugging him as they walked from the station. “stay away from me.”

“why won’t you talk to me?” her tone suddenly became serious. 

they both stopped walking on the empty road of their residential area, under a lamppost that’d been lit up. kiyoomi then turned to face her with his resting bitch face. “why should i?”

“why not?”

“’cause i don't want to? duh,” he said as he rolled his eyes before continuing his walk back home. “and don’t you have any friends to talk to? my ears are hurt from listening to your rants this whole week.”

the short brown haired girl ran to catch up with him then said dramatically, “omi-chan, you could stab me hundredth times with your words and i’d still talk to you.”

“such a drama queen,” he muttered under his breath.

hearing that, a smirk crept up on mizuki’s face. “oh? am i getting promoted from a nobody to a queen now?”

since he wasn’t in the mood of arguing, he didn’t respond a thing to her nonsense. he just simply quickened his pace, wanting to get away from the girl as soon as possible. and mizuki noticed this.

“hey, omi, slow down! i don’t have long legs unlike you!” she whined but wouldn’t let him go in peace either.

“slow down, kiyoomi,” she repeated and still no response from the certain boy. she’d lost counts on how many times she'd been ignored by him. this is getting pretty goddamn tiring, god please remind me again why i did this to myself, she thought to herself.

feeling irritated, she spoke in frustration, “oh, come on! why is it so hard for you to have a nice conversation with me like a friend?”

he stopped abruptly, looking annoyed and irritated just like her, then he hissed, “we’re not friends, mizuki.”

“let’s be one then,” she crossed her arms, ignoring the fact that she was called by her first name and staring at his black orbs intently instead.

there was a pause as they stared at each other. if kiyoomi could be honest, he actually wouldn’t mind to befriend her. honestly, her stories were quite fascinating despite the rants and curses she was throwing. his ears and head did get a little hurt by only listening, though. nevertheless, he thought it wouldn’t be any worse than what already happened in the past week.

sakusa kiyoomi took a deep breath before he finally muttered the word oikawa mizuki had been waiting to hear, “fine.”

***

fun facts!

kiyoomi almost left her at the station but he’d feel bad so he decided to let her use half of his umbrella after going through much deliberation within himself.

mizuki internally screamed and sobbed—even her brain literally stopped functioning for a moment—when kiyoomi finally gave in.

kiyoomi once saw her using her own hand sanitizer right after she used a vending machine at the station and then cleaned the can with a tissue before drinking it. that made him tolerate her a teensy bit though she got very talkative whenever he was around.