#dad!daichi x reader

[clawsdevour]

 ۪,  ⊹ ˑ daichi dad hcs

wc: 0.5k content warning: post-time skip, fluff, daddy daichi, not proofread

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-Daichi, the type of dad to buy the kids sweets behind your back if you've restricted them from having a sweet treat. When he's feeling like getting something good to eat, he feels like the kids should too. This means he's gonna scan the house to see if the coast is clear before taking them with him to get that dessert.

-Daichi, the type of dad to just love carrying the kids around. Especially the little ones. He'd have them sitting on his shoulders all the time. He lets them sit on his shoulders so much that they don't even want to walk anymore and just want their Dad to carry them.

-Daichi, the type of dad to fall for the kids' little pranks. Definitely when your kids fall asleep in the car so they can get carried into the house. He'd always think about how the kids must be tired instead of how he's getting played because they were too lazy to walk out of the car.

-Daichi, the type of dad to read the kids' bedtime stories. He'd let them sit on his lap while he's reading and pointing out the book's illustrations, teaching them the plot's significance till they get sleepy.

-Daichi, the type of dad to see his kids run up to him with arms open for a hug when he gets home from the police station. He's always so happy to see his children excited to greet their Dad getting back home after a long day of work.

-Daichi, the type of dad to always show up to your children's school events and games. He's proud to be a father of your children and he will show it through his actions and how he cares for them. Daichi definitely cheers the loudest for them and always rewards them after the event with something the kids would like to eat for dinner or just a treat.

-Daichi, the type of dad to definitely introduce the kids' first sport as volleyball. He'd occasionally play with them as well if he's off of work and feels like teaching them some new tricks or helping them improve. He also talks about his high school volleyball days for sure when the kids ask him why he loves volleyball so much.

-Daichi, the type of dad to have your kids know his friends as their uncles. They favor Uncle Sugawara for sure since he'd be over at your house the most to just hang with your husband and the kids. They’d call him the cool uncle. They'd also just love Asahi and think he's the super nice uncle, sometimes Asahi would fall for their pranks if he’s babysitting them.

-Daichi, the type of dad to give up a few hours of his day to help the kids on their school projects. This even means staying up late to help them with homework as well, making sure they understand the material for their next day of school .

-Daichi, the type of dad to loves taking family photos for memory's sake. This would for sure root before you even met him. Ever since your children were born he's literally the family photographer, dad, husband, and a cop.

masterlist here

[kingdaddydaichi]

Dadchi Sawamura Headcanons

dilf!daichi sawamura x reader (fem) || n/sfw. mdni. shotgun (mention). pregnancy sex. sfw at first then the list devolves into naughtiness 😈

“The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.” - theodore hesburgh

Daichi Sawamura swears by this sentiment.

His children (in birth order): Daddy’s Girl #1, Daddy’s Girl #2, Mama’s Boy. 

Tells people the kids got his good looks because you still have yours. Aww. 

Poor Daichi laughs nervously every time he comes home to find that the girls have once again dressed their 3-year-old brother in a princess costume - complete with a tiara - and he’s got fake makeup all over his face and his son is just deadass standing there looking like Twisted Sister, I’m done. 💀

You’re the “just wait until your father gets home” mom. 

His kids are so well-behaved though? Very good manners. 

Unironic Dad of the Year candidate. 

He may be strict but he loves and is so proud of his kids. They’ll always have everything they need and a lot of what they want (though they’ll have to earn it as they get older). 

“Go the fuck to sleep!” - Daichi Sawamura at least one night a week until all of his kids are over the age of 10. 

OMFG DAD SNEEZES - so loud! If you’re minding your business quietly and he sneezes in the next room, you damn near jump out of your skin. “DAICHI! STOP SNEEZING SO LOUD!! YOU'RE SCARING THE CHILDREN!!” Daichi from the next room: ”GOOD!!” 

You love this man so much.

Volleyball Dad™️

When his kids act up, they know they’re in trouble because Daichi just stands there with his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at them with the most severe look in his eyes. It has the same effect it had on the team back at Karasuno.

His kids HATE driving lessons with him. Not only is he their protective father, he’s also a cop. Can you imagine? Poor things. 

Teaches all his kids how to change a tire, especially his girls. 

Domesticated af. Will clean, do laundry, cook, change the babies’ diapers, and mow the lawn. Cooking is one of those mundane things he looks forward to doing with you while you feed each other tastes of what you’re making.

Expects the children to ask, “may I please be excused?” before getting up from the dinner table. 

He doesn’t interfere with the inevitable sibling rivalries between his kids. If they’re fighting over something he’ll keep an eye on them, but wants to let them solve their own problems when possible. If it starts to get out of hand though, he’ll step in. 

Usually doesn’t have to do much more than gruffly say “alright, that’s enough…” and peace is restored.

His kids all love and respect their dad. 

He’s hard on them and pushes them to do their best. Has high expectations of them - work hard, stay out of trouble, make good grades, mind your curfew, obey your mother. 

Daichi is observant and highly intuitive, so he can read his kids exceptionally well. If they’re down about something or struggling somehow, he just knows. 

And he knows just the right thing to say or do to give them guidance. He may not be very good at helping them navigate their emotions, but he gives practical advice in such a warm, loving way. And I think they actually appreciate that more than if he just talked about their feelings with them because they already get that from you. He listens to them but is relatively quick to help them move toward a practical solution in a validating way. 

Daichi is so PROTECTIVE, ESPECIALLY OF HIS GIRLS.

Can we please take a moment to imagine and appreciate Daichi Sawamura with teenage daughters? 

I pity the fools who take his girls out on dates - whether it’s their 1st date or 21st date makes no difference. 

Need I remind you what he growled at Suga when Kiyoko held Suga’s hands (in the dub)? 

“Whatever you do to her, I’ll do to you.”

But when he said it to your daughter’s boyfriend, it was with a bone-crushing shake of the hand and a smile.

He’s the dad that sits on the front porch with a shotgun laying across his lap while he waits on his daughter to get home. The boy’s car pulls up 20 minutes before curfew. She walks up and chuckles at him and says “Oh, Daddy” while patting his head before going inside. 

But Daichi doesn’t budge. He just sits there and narrows his eyes at her date, staring him down to assert his dominance until the boy quickly pulls away.

His daughters’ boyfriends are soooo good to them, partly because they know they’ll end up naked in a ditch somewhere if they’re not lol. They’re so scared of Daichi. It’s cute. They always address him as “sir” and “Mr. Sawamura”. 

Cries, sobs even at both his daughters’ weddings. 

He legitimately ugly cried at his first daughter’s wedding when she turned to him before he handed her off to her soon-to-be-husband and said, “You’ll always be the first man I ever loved. You taught me how I should expect to be treated by a man. I won’t let you down, Daddy.” 

He’d been holding it together until that happened, then the levee broke and this grown ass police sergeant fucking LOST IT as she hugged him and kissed his cheek. (Like he did when Kiyoko brought back the team’s ‘tobe’ banner omg he was so cute 🥹😢)

Omg his girls? D A D D Y ‘ S G I R L S!! Even in adulthood they’ll throw their arms around his neck and kiss him on the cheek saying “I love you, Daddy!” when they come home to visit. Daichi always gets the biggest grin on his face when they do that. 

Yes, he’s protective of them but he doesn’t have to be. They learned from him what to expect from a gentleman and they won’t settle for anything less. And he’s so proud of them for that. He beams knowing that there’s a part of him that shines through his girls that won’t let them be treated as anything less than ladies. 

Dad Jokes™️ (I laugh so hard at dad jokes y’all ngl). But the kids groan when their father shamelessly laughs at his own jokes. 

Sexiest motherfucking dad bod ever. I have yet to hear even a single person disagree with me on this. It’s basically canon. But he’s so insecure about it? He needs you to occasionally wrap your arms around him from behind and grab his belly and tell him how much you love every last inch of his body because your man is still smokin’ hot.

His hairline might recede a little bit, but he’ll have a full head of hair for the rest of his life. 

During all 3 of your pregnancies, Daichi will 19388% buy you the things you crave. You want pickles and ice cream? He’ll cringe, but you can bet your sweet ass your husband will come home with a jar of pickles and a pint of Ben & Jerry’s with as much pride as a caveman who brought home fresh kill for his woman and unborn child. 

“Daichi,” you’ll whine, “I want a cheese and potato chip sandwich!” 

He’s already IN the kitchen putting mayo, mustard, and cheese on bread before piling on a handful of chips and bringing it to you. You’re carrying his child (quite beautifully he might add). The least he can do is feed your cravings (within reason…if you crave dirt, he won’t be giving that to you). 

He even tries a bite of your sandwich and is like “Hmm! That’s pretty good, actually!” 

“Right? It’s what the baby wants. Must be a Sawamura thing…”

Speaking of babies…

⚠️ NSFW AHEAD ⚠️

Daichi is upright and proper in public/around others but in the bedroom he turns into a beast. Making babies with him is so much fun?? 

You probably had all of them relatively young. ≥30-ish?

Maybe you have a fourth kid later in your 30s because you slipped up and forgot your birth control. If not, it’s because Daichi got the old snip-snip. 

He just loooooves to cum inside you. It just feels so intimate for him. If he has to pull out or wear a condom he’ll feel less emotionally connected to you. Being inside you raw makes him feel so close and in tune with you. 

Your husband’s breeding kink game is STRONG. Each of the 3 times you told him you were pregnant he got hard. He was happy, yes, but also hard. So you said, “Daichi! I’m pregnant!” And he smiled and looked at the various positive home tests, hugged you, kissed you, kissed you harder, rolling his tongue over yours. 

His hands were all over you - your belly, your hips, your thighs, your ass. His brow was furrowed, eyebrows drawn downward as he backed you up against the bathroom counter. “Daichiiii…” you giggled as he picked you up and sat you down on the surface. Standing between your legs, he pushed his fingers inside your shorts and found your clit, making you gasp his name. “That’s it. That’s my girl,” he breathed. “Say it again.” 

And you did…not that you could’ve helped it the way he was touching you, the way he was pushing his thick fingers inside you. One of your hands gripped his flexing wrist while the other sought to steady yourself on the granite, sighing. Next thing you knew, your knees were crooked over his arms and your butt was nearly hanging off the counter as he fucked his cum into you while telling you you’re gonna have ALL his babies.

His breeding kink goes further than just getting you pregnant. He loves seeing you pregnant. Trust that your sex life is going to blow up when you start showing. Knowing you’re full with life because of him, because he filled you up with his seed makes Daichi F E R A L.

So pregnancy sex is gonna be a big thing with him. 

Even in your third trimester, it happens often that Daichi comes home from work and latches onto your neck while his hands caress your belly. You giggle but he’s serious as he pushes against your bottom and you can feel him half hard already. “Daichi!” 

“Can’t help it, babe. Need you. Now,” he’ll growl. He’ll either bend you over the nearest surface and pull his cock out of his uniform to fuck you, or pick you up and carry you to bed before having his wicked way with you there. He gets so turned on, so into it that you’re crying out as he slams his hips against your ass while his blunt fingernails dig into your widened hips.

MORNING SEX !!

Morning quickies before the kids come knocking on your locked bedroom door. Daichi prefers to go slow and take his time, make you cum at least twice before he lets himself unload inside you. But, fuck, both of you are so horny for each other some mornings and after the kids are born, you know the kids will be waking up soon and knocking on your bedroom door. So neither of you waste any time. Whether he mounts you or you straddle him, whether Daichi makes love to you or fucks you raw makes no difference. Either way it is going to be INTENSE.

So there you have it. I hope you enjoyed the musings of my overactive imagination as it pertains to sexy Mr. Sawamura. What would you add? What would you take away? Let me know! I’m curious!

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[omitea]

some dad haikyuu maybe 😗🥲

𝐇𝐐! 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐒

char. timeskip! male characters x fem! reader.

tags. fluff, reader referred to as ''mama'', probably bad writing, the second one is long…also not proofread.

note. hii i hope this is what u wanted <3 this probably sucks (i let it sit in my drafts for too long and this is my first time writing dad! au).

☆— 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑

soft snoring was heard as you entered your home, the outro of ‘’the princess and the frog’’ playing in the background. taking off your shoes, you noticed the toys scattered on the floor. sighing, you began picking them up— leading towards the living room. your steps soon came to a halt as you took in the adorable view in front of you. the irritation once building inside of you, disappeared in an instant. there he was, laying on the couch with her on his broad chest. a large hand placed on her back which looked like it could swallow her whole.

a small smile formed on your face. the snort you let out caused him to open his eyes. ''hello, love,'' he yawned. you walked towards him and placed a kiss on his forehead. ''hi,'' you chuckled, ''i'll change then join you,'' was all you said as you walked towards the bedroom, a giant smile plastered on your face.

the way your little one’s fist clung to her father’s shirt, was enough to make you feel all warm inside.

| USHIJIMA, sakusa, daichi, IWAIZUMI, kita, aran, akaashi, matsukawa |

☆— 𝐓𝐇𝐄 “𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀”

he was slightly panicking at the crying child in front of him-- whining about some mini cookies he saw while passing the aisle. smiling awkwardly at the strangers giving him stares, he mentally cursed himself for tagging him along. ''i got some vegetables, yeah? those are good too, bud," to which the child only deadpanned at his father. ''I WANT COOKIES!'' he could only sigh and turned the cart around and grabbed the cookies on the highest shelf. "listen, -" he sighed for the nth time, ''don't tell your mama, okay? daddy doesn't wanna get yelled at.'' your child only nodded, smiling widely with one missing front-tooth. when the two of them came home with the groceries in hand, you placed it on the counter and started putting them away.

little do you know that your husband placed the half-eaten bag of cookies on the bottom of the plastic bag. taking it out, you glared at him— “who’s cookies are these, mhm?,” he swore he could feel his heart drop to the bottom of his ass. “i-uhm, ITS MINE!” he smiled, reaching out to grab the bag from your hands. you sighed as he walked away, leaving you and your son standing in the kitchen. “daddy is lying, mama. those are mine,” your son pouted, to which you could only let out a chuckle, “oh, i know those are yours,”

how would you know? well the crumbles on your sons’ cheek didn’t go unnoticed.

| OSAMU, bokuto, atsumu, kuroo, SUNA, sugawara, OIKAWA, hanamaki |

©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !

[blockedbykei]

manager!reader x tsukki please

karasuno team making predictions about who will be the first one to become a dad in the future, not knowing it will be tsukki 🫢

say that theyre having a reunion and all of them goes 0_o after seeing readers bby bump, you could do the rest tbh😭❤️

currently living off my mobile data 🙏 tysm for this request

— little easter egg here if u see it

the boys were always eager to place bets on things unnecessary. who can spike the most balls, who can drink the most milk, who can shove the most meat in their mouth without chewing it. they always bargained a few yens or free food.

it had rubbed on you a few bets later.

in the night before sugawara, daichi, shimizu, and asahi's graduation day, the whole team had decided to have a sleepover inside the gym. the boys set up their futons on the court, while the girls stayed at the stage, futons side by side.

but you were all gathered in the middle, clad in mismatched pyjamas, snacks tossed around, dinner melted in your stomachs. you were guaranteed that this night would hold a special place in your heart– something to look back to when change begins the next day.

"who's most likely to...?" kageyama falls back, head on a pillow beside hinata's thigh, a finger on his chin. "go to jail?"

you and tsukishima point at hinata. yamaguchi points at yachi, and she, including kageyama, sugawara, daichi, and shimizu, point at tanaka. asahi points at noya, as well as narita, kinoshita, and ennoshita.

"this one gets breaking and entering," kei says. "tanaka-san gets harrassment. noya for disorderly conduct."

you laugh and lean your shoulder on his, reaching over his lap for a mochi. you feel his nose tickle the top of your head, but it was one of the few subtle public affections he only gives you that night. kei bites on your dessert, glancing at you as a small way of expressing his gratitude.

"okay," hinata throws another pack of chips on the futon, bouncing lightly. "who's most likely to become a parent in the next 10 years?"

majority seemed to point at daichi and sugawara. they both gasp.

"why us?"

"you parent all of us!"

"we wouldn't have to if you all acted like you were properly disciplined," daichi says, eating a chip from koshi's hand. you missed the way the tips of his ears blushed.

"i think tsukishima here would be a dad first," tanaka teases. he cranes his leg and kicks his shin jovially. "eh? since you're the first one here to get a girlfriend out of all of us."

your cheeks flush, burning when kei gives you a quick glance before shrugging. nonetheless you shrug, placing your hands behind you to lean back. "i think kageyama would be a dad first."

ennoshita snorts. "i caught him talking to a girl the other day."

"he peed himself," hinata quips. "he was asking for his pen back, i'm pretty sure he'd be asking for his dignity back, too."

"fuck off, dumbass."

"i bet a thousand yen on kageyama being the first one to be a dad!" noya slams his fist, rattling the snacks on the futon. tsukishima scoffs, however ignored by the others as they buzz in excitement. "anyone on tsukishima?"

"me and yachi," yamaguchi raises his hand, lifting hitoka's. hinata joins them.

"what about me?" daichi points to himself. "i could be the first one to be a dad. i'm your senior!"

"a thousand yen on daddy daichi!"

"noya, you can't switch your bet!" tanaka yells. "stick to kageyama. i'm going with sawamura-san."

they look at you. "oh, i'm not joining."

"i am," tsukishima says. "i'm on daddy kageyama." he winks.

"please don't lose this bet," hinata pleads to his setter, hands clasped. "i don't want to lose a thousand yen. keep it in your pants."

"shut up, hinata!"

later that night, when everyone had laughed their way to sleep, you and tsukishima silently snuck out the dark gymnasium and into the open night sky, walking towards the football field and laying down in the middle of it, damp grass tickling your backs.

"seriously though, who do you think would be a dad first?" you ask him, craning your neck to the side to look at him. tsukishima was already looking at you, glasses askew, his eyebrows raised just the slighest.

"kageyama wouldn't get a girl pregnant until he's forty." he jests. "me though..."

his tone is playful, the way his shoulders come up to a shrug. you wheeze out and laugh, clutching your chest, even though it made you blush deeply. he only wrinkles his nose at you, but his smile reaches to his eyes. "i doubt, kei. i think daichi would be first."

"why didn't you say it?"

"you being their answer caught me off guard!" you argue, hands in the air. "whaddya think, though? should we let them win this?"

"i'm kinda surprised they think kageyama would be the first to be a dad considering he literally eye fucks a volleyball," he pokes your cheek. "i don't want to let them win though."

you pat his head. "don't knock me up until we're 41, 'kay?"

tsukishima got you pregnant at 27.

and while you were both elated at the sight of two lines at a cheap stick, it was soon dropped at the realization that you (technically he did) had let them won one of the bets.

("keep it inside you until you're forty!"

"i can't fucking do that, smartass.")

you both hoped that they'd long forgotten the 11 year bet, that the minute they stepped through the door, everyone would gasp at the sight of your growing belly and coo at the thought of little blondes running around your home and into their arms.

much to your dismay, it was the first thing they brought up.

"a thousand yen!" hinata exclaims, his hand already out to accept their cash.

they immediately hand out their cash in his palm before scurrying up to awe at your belly, all bent to face it. you place your hands on top, tsukishima splaying his fingers protectively on your hip.

"it's so big!"

"honey, don't say that," shimizu swats tanaka on his head.

yachi takes your hand in both hers, shaking in excitement. "how far long?!"

you smile. "four months."

kageyama, with hinata under his arm, approaches you with a grin so condescending. "i'm going to bully your child to death," he tells kei.

"i'm going to bully you to death, virgin boy."

"i- i am not a virgin!"

the rest of the evening was spent gawping at your belly. you'd only allowed asahi, daichi, hinata, yachi, shimizu, and the godfather yamaguchi to touch your stomach.

(yamaguchi had fainted when kei announced he'd be the godfather).

and while everyone else were occupied at the sport playing on the tv, you rest your back on kei's chest, body between his legs, laced fingers on top of your stomach. it felt like the sleepover back then; and you're too emotionally over the edge that it sends an overwhelming tear on your eyes.

tsukishima cranes his neck to look down at you and wipes your tear, pushing your hair behind you. "why you crying, love?"

"nothing," you sniffle, snuggling deeper into him. though he seemed to have read your mind, and placed a warm kiss on your temple.

"hey," nishinoya stands up, tanned arms stretching. "i bet a thousand yen little tsukishima here is a boy."

you and tsukishima yell at him to stop.

but 8 out of 15 voted for a girl (ennoshita, sugawara, yachi, shimizu, yamaguchi, you, tsukishima)

7 of those voted for a boy and strictly told tsukishima to train him to play volleyball.

those 7 players paid outside the delivery room when tsukishima came out with a babygirl in his hands, telling everyone that she was hoshi, who had his eyes and hair, but had your smile that he loved and adored.

[educatedsimps]

— “what would you do if we broke up” tiktok trend w the hq men

≪ back to fics masterlist

hq character x gn!reader

a/n: came across another tiktok and thought "hey let's do this for hq" so here's anther short one while i churn out the longer written reqs HAHA love y'all pls enjoyy

cw: “girl” used to refer to reader as in like “girl what?” or “girl please” kinda context, some swearing, humour??

The trend:

“Ask me what I’d do if we broke up,” you perched on the edge of the sofa where he sat, innocently scrolling on his phone.

With confusion written all over his face, he looked between you and the camera several times before asking, “Wha... why would we break up?”

Hearing the hint of sadness in his voice, you clarified, “Nonono I’m not breaking up with you, babe, it’s just a tiktok trend. Go on, ask me!”

With one more nudge of encouragement, he relented. Sighing, he asked, “What would you do if we broke up?”

And without a second of hesitation, you answered with a shit-eating grin on your face, “I’d get back with my ex.”

The reaction:

“same lmao” ↳ SUNA AND KUROO 😭😭

the most offended ones - hand to chest with a dramatic gasp, then screams “BABE WTF?!” then gets all petty and pouty saying “i’d do the same thing” ↳ atsumu, oikawa

replica of iwa's face when oikawa asked him “iwa-chan, are you my mom?” ↳ IWA LMAO, suga, yaku, all the chaotic hq moms tbh like can u imagine

gives you the most disappointed dad look ever as if he’s saying “girl pls” then continues w his shit but is a lil hurt ngl like u better apologise later 😭 ↳ daichi, kita

will cry in a corner. u better give him a hug and apologise 🤧 ↳ hinata, noya, bokuto, asahi, yamaguchi, lev, goshiki

will glare at you then turn his nose up with a "tch" (he's just jealous tbh) ↳ tsukki, futakuchi, kenma, shirabu

confused, a lil offended, dumbfounded, then even more confused. The Man Was Too Stunned To Speak like how dare you do this to him 😀 ↳ kags, ushi, osamu, probably asahi before he starts tearing up, kenma before he gets petty

“WHAT” and jumps like three feet into the air like a cartoon character ↳ tanaka, tendo

*sighs* “i understand” ↳ akaashi (he's too tired to think so he just takes it at face level ahjdjdhjv), aone 😭💔

"with me, right?" ↳ sakusa cuz he's prolly seen the trend before (yves has a hc that he’s secretly chronically online), also kita after giving it a bit of thought HAHA

The aftermath:

“You’d be my ex, dumbass,” you giggled.

mentally facepalms himself, probably blushing and laughing to himself then hugs you and gives u kisses all while agreeing with u wholeheartedly 🥰 ↳ suga, yaku, daichi AND AKAASHI BC I DEF DIDNT FORGET ABOUT HIM

“pfft i knew that lmao” these mfs are too proud to admit that they were fooled ↳ atsumu, oikawa, suna, futakuchi

grumpy "i knew that..." man ↳ osamu, iwa, tsukki, kenma, shirabu

“OH YEAHHHHH” and they’re overjoyed. ↳ bokuto, hinata, tanaka, noya, tendo, goshiki, lev

"oh yeah that's right..." moment of clarity kinda thing ↳ asahi, aone, ushi, kags, yams

“u owe me kisses for emotional damage” + pouty + clingy ↳ kuroo, atsumu and oikawa after they stop pouting and whining n shit

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[luza-wayne]

why people bother with love.

sawamura daichi x reader

wc: 9.2k

this is the longest fic that i've ever written, omg. i love daichi sm<33

also the story is inspired by taylor swift's song 'mine'! i was listening to it while on shuffle playlist and thought it was so good.

a happy and lovely family.

it's the farthest from what your family was.

all your parents did was fight at every little thing that can be talked through.

it was also the reason why you and your siblings are not close with each other. they hide or run away whenever they're fighting, which means, always.

but, they did tell you once.

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

so, just in the past?

i don't understand.

“then, you shouldn't have spent it on useless things!” 

your father's voice made your ears ring. it's in the middle of the night.

they're fighting again. 

this is supposed to be a day for me. i just graduated from elementary school today.

“useless?! you call that useless?!” your mother shouted back.

you decided to get off of the bed and silently walk to where the voices are coming from, the kitchen.

“of course, it is!” your father replied.

“our daughter just graduated and you're saying that buying her a small gift is useless?!” your mother asked.

i knew it. it's about that.

you peeked from the opening in the living room which was connected to the kitchen.

“just tell her ‘congratulations!’ or anything! why bother spending money?! we're not rich!” your father rebutted.

“are you hearing yourself right now, huh?” your mother snickered. “what are you even mad about? it's not even over ¥500?”

“you could've used that ¥500 for something more important! like food stocks or bills!” 

“her, graduating is important! don’t you dare not acknowledge your daughter’s milestone!”

maybe i should just give them back a ¥500 that i saved from my daily allowance? would that stop them from fighting?

“arhg! you and your obtuse actions!” your father slammed the counter with his balled fist.

“what?! you're one to talk! that stupid "friend" of yours who always borrows money from you! where is he now, huh? out there partying and spending the money you lent him! what did he say? "i'll give it back tomorrow!" i never once saw him return the money he borrows, yet you keep on giving and giving him! what are you, a bank?!” your mother snapped.

“shut up!” your father shouted and clicked his tongue. “you always bring that up! you're always like that! i'm tired of you already!”

“guess who's tired of you too?” your mother crossed her arms and stared at your father blankly.

“is that so? then i'm leaving and never going back here!” your father had enough and walked out.

he met your eyes and was surprised for a bit, but he continued walking to the front door.

you looked at your mother.

she still had her arms crossed above her chest, but she clenched her hands tightly and was biting on her lower lip.

“mom, are you not going to run after dad?” you stepped out from hiding.

your mother flinched, but she quickly realized that you must've heard the whole conversation already.

“why would i? it was his decision to leave! i don't care about him anymore! i'm glad i finally got tired of his ass!” she said and went to get water.

what? 

you say that, but why do you look so hurt?

“your hands are quivering, mom.”

as your eyebrows furrowed, you heard the engine starting. you look at the door's direction and run towards it. when you stepped out, you saw your father just hopped on his mini truck.

he saw you running to him. he rolled his window down.

“dad, when are you coming back?” you asked him.

he just smiled achingly at you.

“sorry.” he muttered. you, confused, tilted your 

“don't worry, i'd still be there for you, siblings.” he shortly answered.

“what about mom?” you questioned.

“i don't care anymore. i can't bring myself to love her anymore. sorry.” he said and grabbed the steering wheel tightly. he then said goodbye and drove off.

i don't understand.

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

did their love for each other fade away?

i really don't understand…

love…

“why does everyone bother with it if it never lasts?”

why do we need to fall in love, just to experience the anguish of losing the feeling of it?

•••

“hurry! hurry! their match is already starting!” your friend pulls your hand, as you follow her lead.

“okay, okay.” you answered with no enthusiasm.

what am i going to do there anyways? i don't even know the rules in volleyball.

“why are we watching a boys volleyball game in the first place?” you asked her.

“it's our school's team! they can represent miyagi in the spring high tournament, if they win against the team they're playing today.” she said,

okay, still didn't anyways why we should be here.

when you two reached the bleachers, your other classmates waved at you and pointed at the seat they reserved for you both.

the first set just finished when you arrived. you just used the cheering megaphone they handed you and just created some noise as the players walked on the court.

“kageyama-sama, do your best!” you heard your friend scream her heart out.

that answers my question. also, what do you mean, "-sama"? you're older than him, right?

you sighed and just continued cheering.

the umpire blew the whistle and signaled that the second set was starting. you watched as a guy with bowl-cut from the opposing team serves.

your eyes widened a bit seeing how hard he serves, you were so sure no one could receive it.

but, the guy was there to break your thoughts.

he easily receives it, making your eyes widened even more.

as soon as he received it, they ran towards the net and he hit the ball over the other team, earning them the first point of the set.

wow. 

your mouth hangs open.

“h-hey,” you called for your friend's attention. “who was that?”

“who? the one who sets?! that's kageyama! he's a firs—”

“no, the one who hits the ball.” you immediately stopped her.

“oh, that's the captain, sawamura daichi, from class 4. i think he's friends with sugawara too.” she answered shortly, now that the topic is not kageyama anymore.

number 1… that means he's the captain, right?

the match continued and they won the set. they lost the third, but won the fourth.

you were hanging on your seat as the set, supposed to be just 15, goes over to 20 and you cling to your friend tightly as the final whistle was heard and karasuno was declared the winner.

“wah! kageyama-sama, congratulations!” your friend bawled out.

“he's amazing too, right?” you said as you clapped, seeing sawamura receive the trophy.

“of course! he's kageyama-sama's teammate, after all!” she said, still dragging kageyama to the conversation.

when it was time to move out, your friend said she needed to go to the toilet, so you went there with her.

as you two passed the entrance to the gym floor, you saw the black uniforms standing there.

oh, they're here.

“sugawara!” your friend suddenly shouted, calling for your classmates' attention. almost all of them looked in your direction. “congratulations!” she said,

“oh! thanks!” sugawara replied, waving his hand in the air with a big smile.

you thought you might as well congratulate your classmate.

“congratulations, sugawara.” you said, not as loud as your friend's voice, but enough for him to hear.

“ah! (y/n), thanks!” he thanked you.

you two then bowed to them and continued to go to the bathroom, all while your friend celebrated that he got kageyama's attention earlier too.

“okay, i got it already. just go and hurry up.” you shut her up when you reached the comfort room.

you just walked to a close bench to the bathroom and took a seat, waiting patiently for your friend to finish.

“hey,” you heard a voice say.

you're not sure whether they're talking to you or not, but you looked up at where it came from.

“you're…” you started and stood on your feet. “sawamura, right?”

“uh, yeah. i'm sawamura.” he said as he reached for his nape and rubbed it with his palms awkwardly.

“you were so awesome in the game earlier. congrats.” you told him and smiled.

“thanks. i actually think i look unsightly during the game, especially when i'm just running and moving on fumes.” he replied sheepishly.

“well, the fact that you think that and yet you still do it just shows how passionate you are about winning.” you uttered. “still, don't worry. you look cool.” you reassured him.

“really? that's a relief.” he said and sighs relievedly.

there was a few seconds of silence after that and you just stared at each other.

“um… why did you… uhm, approach me?” you asked.

he suddenly gets a bit of tint pink shade on his cheeks, that can be easily missed if you were not looking carefully. maybe the reason, you noticed it also was the fact that his bruised on his left cheeks got your attention.

“well, you see… we won against shiratorizawa.” he started and you hummed. “so, we're already qualified for the spring high, i was just wondering if you'll be watching there too.” he asked.

“why? is my presence needed there?” you confusedly asked, making him chortle.

“for me, it definitely does, haha.” he answered, straightforwardly.

it skipped a beat. my heart just did.

i know these feelings very well. it's the feeling i swore not to follow.

i know where these feelings would bring me to.

“i see. i'll look forward to it then.”

i should've declined back then.

•••

“ever since you moved here, it never got quiet here anymore!”

your old woman neighbor is once again shouting in front of your house. 

she's always there and she always just does it whenever sawamura is at work or out for something. it was easy to know since she knows he's a police officer and the police car is not in the parking lot.

you continued to bite your lower lip. 

trying to stop yourself from shouting back at the old woman was harder than you thought.

the neighbors said she has a mental disorder, but still her voice. her voice can easily break a plate or two.

normally, you would just ignore her until she leaves, but today you're not like those days. your menstruation started this morning, and the blood got onto the sheets, so you had changed it. 

moving around irritates you, but you had no choice but to do the chores, before your husband arrives, since it's just you two in the house and you're off to work today.

speaking of your husband, you looked at the clock and saw the time.

‘where are you?’ ‘your shift should've finished a while ago.’ ‘can you go home already?’

you stared at your phone and waited for him to reply, but he didn't. you just stood up and went to the kitchen.

ah, she left. you thought as you managed to peek outside the window while you walked to the kitchen.

thank goodness, finally.

“guess, i should reheat this.” you muttered to yourself and sighed.

you placed the dinner you cooked, inside the microwave. as you wait for it, you remembered that you haven't looked at the mail today yet.

you hurriedly went outside and opened the mailbox.

“huh?” you were surprised to see the mails filled with bills that needed to be paid.

you groaned as you held the envelopes in hand.

it's the same envelope you receive every month, but somehow these envelopes are more irritating to you right now. 

you just closed the mailbox and went inside. you one by one looked through the mail, while you walked back to the kitchen.

and every time you open one, your mood gets worse and worse.

“huh?! why is it so expensive?!” you shouted at the bill you're holding.

we need to spend our money more wisely, even if we're both working.

*ping*

you heard the microwave's sound go off. you immediately took it out forgetting to put on a mitt or even a pot holder.

“ouch!” you screamed. you hurriedly went to the sink and ran the water on it. “damn, what am i doing?”

“i'm home.” sawamura announced as soon as he stepped in.

he's home?!

“argh! wait–” you speed walked to the main door and saw your husband. “welc–” 

you stopped mid-sentence when you saw what he's holding.

“uh, i saw a friend of mine while on my way home, that's why i was late, so i thought i should get you something.” he said and extended his arms, a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

you accepted it, staring at it with a forced smile.

“don't like it?” he asked as he kissed your temple and walked to the living room.

you followed him, still looking at the flowers.

“no… it's just—” you sighed. “you didn't have to buy something this expensive…” you muttered.

“so, you don't like it?” he asked as he took off his uniform.

“no, it's not like that. i'm saying you shouldn't have spent the money on something useless—” you said, but decided to just cut yourself off.

you sighed. “thank you, dai.” walking up to him to hug him.

he returned the embrace, but he knew something was wrong.

we could’ve used the money to pay off our bills instead. you thought as you let go from the hug.

sawamura, puzzled, still decided to just give you a bit of space and not to pry yet. he went to take a short shower, while you prepared the table.

while waiting for him to join you, you looked at the envelopes you were just looking at earlier. your eyes then went back to the bouquet that’s now sitting on the center table in the living room.

you breathed deeply.

am i getting ungrateful for not appreciating his effort on buying that?

you got on your feet and went to get it. 

staring at it, you finally realized how pretty it was. also, it’s your favorite flower.

you can’t remember when was the last time you mentioned to him what your favorite flower was. 

was it when we were on our first date?

you chuckled.

“that guy really knows how to put butterflies in my stomach.”

suddenly, you felt two cold arms wrapped around your waist. you felt him snuggle his nose on your nook of neck.

“dai, stop it. i'm reeking of sweat.” you chortled as you felt a bit tickled by his now growing stubble.

he buried his nose deeper and even inhaled your scent like a man who just regained his sense of smell.

“smells like a pheromone for me.” he replied and lifted you up. 

hooking his arms behind your knees and walking to the table. he sat you down on the chair and took a seat adjacent to yours.

as he was about to scoop rice for both of you, you reached out to his cheeks and gave him a peck. he was taken aback, but then smiled at you. he held your hand on his cheeks and brought it to his lips, kissing the back of it.

“thank you for the flowers, dai.” you told him.

“anything for you, babe.” he answered.

maybe i was just thinking a bit too much about our bills. i should just appreciate that he got me these flowers.

…

“mrs. sawamura, please redo this.” your team leader sternly said.

you looked up from your desk and met with an eyes burning and a face that’s barely containing their anger.

“yes?” you asked while your hand was holding the lunch you were about to eat at the canteen.

“there are a lot of inaccurate reports and miscalculated estimates. what are you even doing? do you want our team to lose this project because of you?” she added and slammed the folder on your desk.

“but—” none of those are my jobs though.

i might probably have to add this to my piles of to-do work.

she was about to walk away, when she suddenly looked back.

“and i want them done today.” she said lastly, before walking back to her posts and leaving you with wide eyes.

all of this by today?!

“there’s no way i can finish this today.” you whispered and slumped your back to the chair.

i might need to stay for over time.

as you set your lunch box down on your desk, your phone vibrated. you pulled it out of your vest’s pocket and saw a message notification from your younger sister, who’s in college.

- we’re running out of mom’s medication. - she’s always staring and thinking about a lot of things, i’m afraid it might turn into depression. - and brother’s med maintenance too. - it’ll only last until tomorrow. - we need extra money, but i already used my income from my part-time job to pay off the debts when i borrowed money from my friend to pay for my tuition. she said she badly needed the money. -if you have extra money, can you send us some for your mother and brother? - i’ll try asking someone too.

you let out a frustrated sigh. you grit your teeth and lower your head.

just how bad will this day get?

you repositioned your body. taking deep breaths. you picked up your phone again and replied to your sister.

- no, it’s fine. i have some extra here. i received a bonus yesterday. i’ll send it to you and pay for the remaining balance on your tuition too. don’t forget their meds. let me know how much all in total. thanks for always looking out for them. take care there.

you put down your phone and covered your face with your hands.

well, there goes my bonus. i still haven’t paid for the other bills that i’m supposed to pay for.

“(y/n), you okay?” your workmate asked.

you just nodded and told him you’re okay.

i need to save money.

…

hours have passed since your supposed time to go home, but here you are redoing the whole project that wasn’t even your doing, yet forced to redo so.

“this… is wrong. who the hell put it here?” you said to yourself and immediately fixed it.

thankfully, you are already almost done with it. just a bit more and you can already give it to your team leader. she seemed to stay late too and was working on another project.

that doesn’t mean she should have me revise these mistakes when i wasn't even the one who did it.

“and… there! all done!” you raised your arms in the air and stretched your back.

“finally!” you expressed slumping your body to the chair with relief.

you immediately went to pass it to your leader. she didn’t even bother looking up at you and just said a monotone of “good work, you can go home now.” but, you could care less at this moment, you just want to get it over with and go home and take a bath and sleep.

as you were arranging your belongings, you remembered that you turned your phone off, in order to concentrate more.

you slid your bag on your shoulder and walked to the elevator. you waited for the phone to turn on. you’re the only one inside, so your mind wandered off while waiting to reach the ground floor and for your phone.

should i get a part time job too? ever since my brother got caught up in a motorcycle accident, it feels like money has been slipping out the moment i got them on my hands. 

you heard a ping and the door finally opened, the same time as your phone turned on too. while walking to the door, your notifications got bombed with messages from your husband.

…

- can’t wait to have dinner with you <3 - i think i might arrive a bit earlier than our call time - the chief will let us out early today - i’ll be waiting for you, but you don’t have to rush, okay? - are you on ‘do not disturb’ mode? - okay, you might be busy right now - good luck on your work, i love you

- i just got out, i’ll be passing by the house for a moment to change the car and maybe take a quick shower too - still no reply? :( - don’t overwork yourself too much please - i’ll be driving so i might not see your reply - i love you

- i’m on my way to the resto - i’m so excited haha - i’ll be waiting there for you - i’ll be sure to drive safely, because that’s what you always say when i say i’m about to drive - see you there, i love you

- i’m here already, but no need to rush - i’m just early by half an hour - just let me know if you’re seeing these messages - be safe on your way here, i love you

- hey, it’s been two hours already - are you still tied up with your work? - let me know if i should wait for you or pick you up at your work - i can still wait for you though - please reply, babe - i’m getting a bit worried now - reply to me please, i love you

- i just contacted your colleague - he told me you’re staying overtime to finish some things, but couldn’t you tell me sooner? - i’m still waiting here for about four hours now - i’m going home now - at least reply to me once you’ve seen this

…

oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! i completely forgot about our dinner!

you hurriedly ran to call a taxi, knowing that the train was about to close by the time.

i knew something important slipped my mind earlier! i can’t believe it was the date with my husband!

you told the driver the destination of your travel, while also asking him if he can make it so you will arrive faster there. of course, he said he can’t drive recklessly, but he’ll try to drive faster.

while the taxi driver did his job, you tried to reply to your daichi. you explained that you had your phone off, that's why you didn’t receive his messages. the thing is, your messages are going through but he’s not responding to your message.

gosh, i think he’s really mad. what should i do when i get home? we can just have another dinner. ugh, it’s too pricey. you sighed.

after a few minutes, the taxi finally arrived at the street of your house. you told him it’s okay to drop you off here and paid him. while walking to your house, your stomach churns with anxiety as you might find daichi mad.

as you reached your gated house, you searched for your keys only for you to realize that you didn’t bring it with you when you left the house. you contemplated whether to call daichi and have him open the gate for you or just jump over the gate.

while thinking, you suddenly heard the clicking sounds of the gate being opened. you turn around to see your husband in his shorts and t-shirt. he’s not in his night wear yet, so he must’ve been doing some work in his office, just like what he usually does when he gets some free time after eating dinner, though it usually doesn't take this long for him to do those works.

“o-oh, you’re still awake? i didn’t wake you up, right?” you asked, trying not to make it awkward.

“no.” he flatly said. 

he finally opened the gate and then waited for you to step inside, without uttering another word. you walked to the front door and opened it, going inside. you left the door open for him.

you set your coat on the rack and followed daichi with your eyes as he closed the front door and walked past you after throwing the keys in the bowl. you also saw your keys there.

i knew it he’s mad.

you walked to the living room to see him opening the television and munching on some chips. seeing this, you felt your stomach grumble. you went to the kitchen and found a bowl of some hot miso soup. your stomach felt even hungrier.

but, i need to talk to dai. you closed your eyes and accepted your hunger later.

you were about to walk to where daichi was when he suddenly stood up and went to the bathroom. he also took a towel, so it seems like he’ll take a shower.

guess, i should eat first then.

…

after eating and washing the dishes, since it’s only the ones you eat with anyways, you went to change your clothes hurriedly, in case daichi finishes his shower already.

when you went back to the living room, there you saw him sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the television. 

you walked to him and called his name.

“dai.” he didn’t look at you.

“dai. i forgot about our dinner.” you said and took a seat next to him, he looked at you.

i should just explain it to him and get this over with.

“our team leader was being a little bitchy earlier and gave me work i’m not even supposed to do, so i turned off my phone—” you were telling him about what happened earlier, when he suddenly cut you off.

“is it that hard to remember to tell me that you’re taking an overtime?” he stated. staring at you with a straight face.

“huh?” you asked, deflecting his straightforwardness.

“i’m pissed off that you made me wait for about four hours, but i’m more pissed about the fact that you can’t even tell me that you’re having overtime.” he uttered.

it’s like something just snapped in your mind. you know you’re the one who should apologize for forgetting about your date and even making him wait. but, it must’ve been the awful day that you had that’s getting the best of you right now.

“why is it such a big thing to tell you about that?” you asked him with a stress on the word ‘big thing’.

he furrowed your brows and was taken aback by your question. did you really just ask him why is that a big thing?

he stood up and was still not breaking eye contact with you.

“maybe it’s because i’m your husband, (y/n).” he answered back, now emphasizing his words. “of course, i need to know because i get worried why you aren’t back yet when your working hours are already done.” 

you raised your eyebrow.

“if you were that worried, then you should’ve come to my workplace and checked up on me.” you said and then stood up too, facing him.

“i was about to, when your co-worker replied to me and said you already have taken an overtime and possibly forgotten about our reservation!” he rebutted, his voice getting louder.

“then it's good timing! that was a waste of money anyways, we can always just eat somewhere cheap!” you shouted back.

“it’s you who wanted to eat there!” he pointed at you.

“i never said that! it’s you who wanted to take me there!” you told him and took a step forward.

“why are you always pushing the blame onto someone else whenever you're up against a corner?!” he gritted through his teeth.

“huh?! when did i ever do that—” you were about to talk when he talked over you.

and it was when you realized this is going like what happened with your parents.

“you never owe up to your mistakes, i always try to understand you because i love you, but (y/n), i’m a human too! i have a limit!” he started.

“wha—” before you could even finish, he added something that breaks your heart.

“i’m tired of you always being like that!” he said and stormed off to the bedroom.

you stood there in the middle of the living room speechless. 

your world seems to be spinning yet you’re not paying attention to it, you're more focused on the heavy feeling on your chest. it’s so heavy, it feels like your heart has fallen to your stomach and now you can feel the churning of it too.

your legs felt wobbly, you had no choice but to sit back down on the couch. your hand found its way to your chest.

it hurts here.

your eyesight started becoming watery.

“you’re always like that! i’m tired of you already!” “guess who’s tired of you too?” “is that so? then i’m leaving and never going back here!”

no! stop, stop, stop, stop!

don’t think about what happened to mom and dad!

“then i’m leaving and never going back here!”

stop! please!

you know daichi won’t leave you, right?!

he won’t leave you!

he won’t leave you!

he won’t.

…right?

i just have to apologize—

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

no…

i still love daichi!

stop thinking like that!

with all these thoughts, you didn’t even realize how much you’re crying, but somehow not making any sounds. your body is still adapted to your childhood habit of immediately covering your mouth and nose when crying in order not to let anyone hear it.

it’s a habit that started the night you realized that you’re the reason why your parents have broken off. if you didn’t ask your mother for a gift that day, then there might be a chance that your family is still together.

your body slid and now you’re lying on the couch sideways, still covering your mouth and nose.

i still love daichi.

but, daichi’s tired of me already.

i knew love never lasts, but i thought it might be different with daichi. i was too naive to think love would treat me differently than my parents.

everything comes and goes.

in the end, it was a cycle.

not the love, but what happened with my parents’ love story and mine.

it will never last. love is.

…

waiting for a bit until you stopped crying, you picked up your coat again and put it on. you were about to take your keys, but realized you don’t need it anymore. before leaving, you remembered one thing. you walked back to the living room and took off your ring, setting it down on the table, all while holding back your tears again.

daichi’s the type to sleep his anger until he calmed down, so you didn’t have to think that he might pop out suddenly and ask you where are you going.

you have already booked a taxi to take you somewhere that might not be a safe haven for you, but still has a deep hold to you.

“can you take me here?” you said to the driver and he said he can and then quietly drove you there.

you turned your phone off to avoid someone calling you. you slept on your way there and when you felt the car stop for a bit too long, you immediately opened your eyes. a bittersweet smile appeared on your face as you stared at the house from the window.

you thanked the driver and hopped out of the taxi. you stood in front of the house unlighted because it’s already midnight, though to you it looked more gloomy rather than creepy.

one of the rooms is still with lights on, you grabbed your phone and messaged your sister. a few moments later, she was out of the house, wearing her pajamas, surprised to find her sister out of the house in the middle of the night.

as much as how surprised she was, she knew it was out of ordinary for you to show up in front of the house on a random day. she knew you had your reasons, but never forced you to tell her about it. it’s not like you’ll travel for about three hours just to visit them, just because you thought about it, what’s more it’s in the middle of the night.

she helped you get your room ready, she can see from your eyes that you needed to rest your body and mind. when it was already done, you thanked her and encouraged her about the plates she’s finishing, that's why she’s staying up late.

you laid on your bed, the same bed that has been with you with everything. it is nostalgic to think about the memories, but you can’t help but think about those times where the family is still complete and somehow you are acting like a real family.

“i’m back. you’re seeing another pathetic side of me.” you muttered to yourself, referring to the bed and realized that maybe it’s the whole room too.

you turned your eyes to the pictures stuck on your walls. your lips quivered again as you stare at the picture you put up in the past of you and daichi when you had an aquarium date. 

it’s a picture of you two kissing that was perfectly photobombed by a large stingray, that made both of you look like you had wings.

“why do humans fall in love? it hurts my heart, yet i can’t stop loving the man i married.” you uttered as a tear fell out of your eyes.

you were about to close your eyes, when suddenly you heard a knock on your door. you looked up and stared at it, thinking it could be your imagination. again, three knocks came. you immediately went to get whoever it was. did your little sister forget something? or did you?

opening the door, you were greeted by your mother in a wheelchair. smiling up at you.

“i knew it. you came home, i see.” she said, still smiling affectionately at you.

“mom, why are you still awake?” you asked, kneeling in front of her. you held her hand and returned the smile.

“i was asleep, but i woke up when i heard your bedroom’s door being opened.” she explained and tapped you, asking you to stand up.

“huh? ah…” you were puzzled by what she said, but then remembered it.

“your door lets out a peculiar sound every time it opens and closes, right?” she chuckled and pointed at your balcony. 

you went behind her and pushed the wheelchair to your balcony, the breeze was chilly, so you went to your dresser and looked for something thick to cover your frail mother’s body. you came back with a jacket, and wrapped it over her shoulders while she was staring at the star-filled sky.

“it’s beautiful.” she spoke. 

you looked up and truthfully, it was beautiful but you were not in the mood to admire them. you just answered her with a simple, “yeah.”

for a moment, it was quiet. the only sounds you’re hearing are the sound of the wind brushing against the trees and leaves and the sound of the crickets.

it was quite, you thought it would be okay to just stay like this, but you know somewhere someone would speak up. it was your mother who did.

“did something happen at your house?” she finally asked the same question your little sister wanted to ask but decided not to.

you tried to stay quiet, but you were aware you have to, sooner or later, need to tell them the reason rather than keeping them in the dark.

and yet, you can’t find the courage to speak.

your mother smiled.

again, it was quiet. 

for a few minutes, it stayed quiet. actually, you think it might actually go until half an hour. half an hour of letting the noises of nature fill both of your ears, half an hour of feeling the cold blow of the midnight wind on your skin.

you looked down at your mother and noticed that she’s just staring at something far. it was like her mind was occupied by something.

“mom,” you called, she answered you by humming, “what are you thinking about?”

“i’m thinking about your father.” she said lightly.

you were surprised. the topic about your father was like a forbidden one, you and your siblings never talked about your father when in presence of your mother, yet she just told you that he’s running in her mind right now. 

i thought she hated him.

“why?” you asked.

she smiled weakly.

“i’m thinking that if i followed him back then, maybe i would be happy right now.” your eyes widened.

she still remember that? and… she regrets not running after him? but, he’s…

“i thought you said you didn’t love him anymore?”

she chuckled.

“i thought so too.”

…

it’s saturday and almost four o'clock in the morning, daichi was woken up by his alarm clock, he forgot to turn off before sleeping. it was already weird, because usually he never hears it. it was you who got woken up by it first and then turned it off. after that, you’ll be nudging him and even getting on top of him with your whole body to wake him up.

his body feels so tired. he stretched his arms out, only to feel the cold sheet next to him. he sprung up on his ass. 

“where is—” 

he shut his eyes tight when he remembered what happened last night.

“damn it. i decided to sleep again while i’m mad. i should stop doing that. she doesn't like it either.” he muttered as he got off the bed and stretched out his body.

he went outside the room to get water and find you. he searched the living room with his eyes, but he didn’t see you, he walked to the kitchen and you weren’t there either.

maybe in the bathroom? he thought and his feet dragged him there.

no. you weren’t there.

at this point, he was ignoring the thumping sounds of his heart. there’s no way you did what he’s thinking… right?

he went outside, even though he knows himself it’s ridiculous, to see you watering the plants. but, still there’s no sign of you.

he went back inside and searched every room, but still no one jumped out and said that you were just playing hide-and-seek with a just-woken-up him.

where were you?

he went to sit on the couch. short and fast breaths taking over his lungs.

please just tell me you went out to jog. or that you went to shop this early in the morning. anything that could be outrageous to do at this time you can do it and he wouldn’t even laugh. just show up before his eyes and calm down his heart getting scared minute by minute that he might’ve ruined everything last night.

“where are you, baby? please, just this once let it be a joke.” his said with a shaking voice. 

he looked down and finally saw it. the ring you left, before you went and left the house.

daichi laughed. 

“now, if this is a nightmare, i fucking hate it, haha.” he laughed as he picked it up with trembling fingers. 

it wasn’t happening. if he closes his eyes and opens it again, he’ll find you sleeping soundly beside him.

but it didn’t.

he clutched the ring in his palms as he wobbly stood up and went to the bedroom to get his phone. maybe if he calls you and apologizes, he can fix this relationship.

but, it wasn’t going through.

“did she block me already? please don’t. i’ll apologize for everything i did and said. just don’t leave me.” he muttered, shaking voice and tears finally escaping his eyes.

he kissed the ring, before deciding to get on his feet.

he’s not letting this relationship end, if he had to eat dirt for you to forgive him, he’ll go out of his way to search for the dirtiest mud and eat it for you. 

he checked the closet. his line of work will become handy to him, but he didn’t think that it’ll be useful in this way. you didn’t take any clothes with you. so, there’s a high chance that you’ll go somewhere you have a stock of clothes with them. but, the friend you’re always staying over whenever you have a girl’s night, is out of town right now and the other is attending a party just like what you’ve told him.

as much as he doesn't want to say it, he knows that you’re trying to save money, so you probably won’t stay at a hotel.

he picked up his jacket, phone and wallet.

he knows the only place where you could be.

…

“you thought so too?” you repeated.

“i thought i was tired of him, that i didn’t love him anymore.” she said, “but, i was wrong.” she added.

how can you love someone who hurt you just by thinking about them?

she looked up at you and smiled.

“i realized, i was not tired of loving him.” she looked forward again. “rather, i was tired of our fights. i was tired of always exchanging shouts with him, but i never stopped loving him. ever since that night, never a day passed that i haven’t thought about how i should’ve run after him and told him not to leave me, us.”

your lips quiver while listening. you always made sure not to talk about your father thinking that your mother would hate it, not knowing that everyday she reminisces about their relationship.

again, she looked up at you, but now with a warmer and larger smile.

“so, i thought once i get better, i’ll try and win your father back, even if it took too many years, haha.” she happily said, before looking back in front.

you weren’t able to contain it anymore, you shed a tear for your mother. you bend down and hug her from behind. she was startled when you suddenly wrapped your arms around her, but still caressed her daughter’s head, just like how she used to whenever she cries in her arms. you were happy to see your mother’s genuine smile, a smile that isn’t forced, a smile that isn’t there to show that she’s okay, so you don’t have to worry. you were happy, but you can’t help but cry.

knowing damn well that your father has already married someone else and is having his third child.

you know that and yet, you can’t tell her that. you don’t want to. not when she just finds inspiration to be well again.

but, you didn’t expect to hear what she said next.

“your father… he already found someone else, didn’t he?” she suddenly said that it made you freeze.

you felt wet drops on your arms.

“i-i— he—” you wanted to lie, but can’t bring another heartbreak to your mother by lying.

“i know, because you’re my child.” she sobbed and tears fell out of her eyes like waterfalls. “and i know, because that’s just the man i knew and loved.”

you went in front of her and hugged her by her waist, bawling like a little child.

“sorry, sorry, sorry, mom… it was my fault… i’ve always known it was because of me… if i didn’t ask you for a gift, maybe he would still be with us… mom, i’m sorry… because of me… i’m sorry… i’m sorry… i’m sorry… please, forgive me…” you cried and cried, begging your mother for forgiveness.

your mother who is also crying, but still manages to wipe your tears, nods her head with everything you say to let you know she’s listening. 

you kept on apologizing to her and she listened to everything. when you ran out of breath, she took this chance to calm you down. 

“(y/n), look at me.” she said as she cupped your cheeks, you looked at her with a messy face and probably snot coming out of your nose. “never have i ever thought that it was your fault. your small gift was not the reason we ended the relationship. i didn’t know that you’ve always carried the guilt on your back thinking that it was your fault. i’m sorry for never noticing.” she affirmed.

“it was not your fault, (y/n).”

this made you teary again.

“mom… thank you…” you cried to her as you held her hands that were on your cheeks. closing your eyes to feel the warmth of her palms in the coldness of the breeze.

“with that said, (y/n)...” she called. you opened your eyes and saw another of her real smiles.

“don’t make the same mistake as me.” 

it was a short sentence, yet it rang your ears so loud, you can’t hear anything else except that.

your lips showed a smile, a quivering and forced smile. your tears never stopped dropping, actually your eyes produced more.

“i’m sorry, mom. but i think i already did.” you cried, resting your head on her thighs. “it wasn’t your mistake that i’ve committed, but dad’s.” you added.

“i ran away.” you hiccuped, “i thought everything would be the same, so i ran away. i was scared to face it.” 

your mother made you raise your head. your eyes are red from crying so much and yet you felt like you haven’t let everything out. your chest still feels heavy. you want to cry everything out, but thoughts fill in double with every tear that escapes your eye. you just want to cry it out, but the longer you cry, the more it hurts.

“mom, what should i do?” you asked her, looking up at her. sniffing and catching your breath.

“i…” you stopped to inhale. “i love daichi, but i’m scared. what if it's all temporary. what if our love fades?”

“it was my fault. it’s always been my fault.” you wiped your eyes with your hands, only to be replaced by another one. “i… i don’t want to leave him, mom…”

“dear, calm down.” your mother squished your cheeks. “i’m sure you realize that whatever you did to your husband was wrong, but you don’t have to worry.” she said, making you confused.

“i was the one who ran away… what if he didn’t run after me?” you asked.

“then you’ll be the one who needs to go back to him. you need to talk it out.” she ran her hands on your hair. “you wouldn’t want to turn out like me, right?” she muttered, giving you a relieved smile. 

she knows that you already know what to do and that no matter what happens, deep inside you, you didn’t want to be something you saw happen to her and your father. she must’ve been subconsciously aware that you were afraid to fall in love. she saw when you looked at others with partners, not with an envious eyes, but rather a confused one.

she realized just now, that she might have been the reason why you think like that. with what turned out to be your mother and father’s relationship, maybe it’s understandable why you thought love fades along with the relationship. but, you’re wrong. after all, look at her. she will always love the man that was with her for most of her happiest moments. she’ll never stop loving him.

but, she knows it’s different for the both of you.

because, she saw something in daichi that your father has never done and never will. she knew from the day you introduced him to her. 

your father never looked at her the same way daichi looked at you whenever you’re not looking.

so, she knows. she knows it won’t turn as tragic as her story.

when she realized, you have already calmed down. you’re still sniffing and wiping your tear stains, but you’ve controlled it.

“let’s go. it’s getting late and you haven’t slept yet.” she tapped your back. you could only reply with a nod. 

you stood up and helped your mother turn her wheelchair around. you helped her get to her bedroom, but before walking back to your room, you thanked her.

“thank you, mom.” you said. she looked at you and smiled. “thank you for being the best.” you kissed her on her forehead and said good nights to each other.

you went back to your room and laid on the bed. you reached for your phone. your fingers fiddled whether to turn it on or not.

in the end, you chose not to. 

you know what to do right now, but needed more courage to commence it.

“i should get some sleep first.” you muttered, your body finally processing the amount of tiredness your body felt yesterday and today.

i’m going back to daichi. i don’t want to lose him.

…

the sun was up and it was hitting your eyelid. you were too tired and sleepy, you forgot to lay out the blinds.

you were about to turn your body to the side, when something was holding you by your waist. you were still feeling groggy, but you paid no attention to it. but, then you remembered you’re in your room, not at your house, but your mother’s house.

you swung your head sideways and saw daichi sleeping next to you. your mouth was wide open and was surprised.

how did he get here this early in the morning?

you stared at his handsome face that was wrinkled by his furrowed brows. you wanted to laugh, because that was his face every time he dreams about a weird but cute creature that he told you about before.. you tried to get out of his chain-like hold. after many unsuccessful attempts, you finally managed to free yourself. 

you sat on the edge of the bed as you felt your throat was so dry after that crying you did. you were about to get up when you caught daichi and started moving his hands.

he’s searching for me. you thought. 

you were on your way to reach for his hands, when he suddenly sprang up with wide eyes.

“(y/n)!” he called out.

you jolted because of his sudden movements. he was frantically rubbing his eyes in order to get that clear view of the room. his gestures made you worry, so you held and stopped his hands from doing so.

“dai, i’m here.” you told him, putting his hands down along with yours. “good morning.”

his eyesight has finally adjusted and you were his first view. 

your beautiful face that puts a blush on his cheeks. your sweet smile that calms his mind. your soft touches that makes him weak.

staring at your face, he realized that he’s not in a nightmare anymore. just like what happened earlier when we woke up for the first time today. you’re here in front of him, greeting him good morning just like always.

he pulled your hands to his face, feeling up the warmth it gives.

“g-good morning.” he replied, his voice cracking up from holding back his cry.

you smiled watching your husband snuggle himself to your hands, but it soon faded when you realized how scared and hurt he must’ve been when you suddenly disappeared.

“dai—” before you could even finish calling him, you suddenly found yourself caught by daichi’s arms again.

he buried his face on your chest and hugged you tight, tighter than he even did before.

“why…?” he muttered, words were muffled, but you can still hear him clearly.

“dai?” you called.

“why did you leave? you could’ve just slapped me. you could’ve just kicked me. you could’ve punched me. you could’ve told me to sleep outside. you can pull my hair, poke my eyes, hit my shin, step on my toes, throw all my clothes, burn them, spend all my money, cut my cards and everything to let out your frustrations and calm your anger, but why? why did you think of leaving me?” he reasoned.

you could feel your clothes getting wet, right where his eyes met your chest. his fingers on your back grasping onto your fabric. you wrapped your arms around his back.

“i was so scared. i thought i might never see you again. i thought we’ll never kiss each other good nights and good mornings again. i thought i’ll never be able to hold you like this anymore.” he continued.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. please don’t be mad at me anymore. i didn’t think through what was coming out of my mouth. i won’t ever do that again, please don’t leave me. i love you. you know, i love you so much, right?” he begged, finally looking up at you.

his eyes were filled with tears, just like how you were earlier. his face was desperate for your answer.

“dai.” you started. you pushed him away for a bit to look at him directly. he didn’t want to at first, but still complied with what you wanted, only if he held your hand. he’s scared that you might disappear from him again.

“why are you the one apologizing? it was my fault it all happened.” you told him, he was about to reply to you, but you halted him.

“i completely forgot our dinner. i forgot to message you about staying late to finish my work and i didn’t apologize for both. i got mad when you were only worried about me. i lied about not wanting to eat there and begged you for it.” you continued, looking at him straight in the eyes.

“and you’re right about it. i’m sorry for always dodging to own up for my own mistakes. i was scared that everything might be happening because of me again. i ran away from them, so i will not be blamed for it. it’s a bad habit that i need to work on.” you said, smiling at him.

you raised both of your hands to your chest level.

“and thank you for always understanding me. thank you for being so patient with me. i’m very lucky to have someone like you beside me.” you then went and hugged him.

“i’m supposed to be the one saying it.” you added.

“saying what?” he confusedly asked, but still hugged you back tightly.

“i’m going to be selfish and ask for it. i might be tiring to deal with at times, but please don’t leave me, daichi.” you said.

he suddenly chuckled.

“then that would make us both selfish then, since we're asking for the same thing.” he said before pulling you to his lap.

he sat you down there and wiped some tears that were escaping your eyes. he held your cheek with one hand and yours immediately followed it, holding his below your hands. he angled both of your heads and made your foreheads touch each other.

“i won’t promise that there will never be a fight anymore, but there’s one thing i will promise.”

you smiled when you realized that you know what he’s going to say next.

“i promise i’ll love you for eternity.” you said in chorus, making you two laugh.

you two laid in bed for a few minutes, before going down and eating breakfast with everyone. you ate in peace knowing you learned that maybe even just a little bit, you finally understand why.

the reason why people bother with love.

sometimes you will just find someone who will make you risk getting hurt as long as you get to be with them. sometimes it might not turn out the way you expected it, but sometimes when you overcome it and still be with them, it could be the greatest thing that would happen to you.

sawamura daichi, thank you for making me take the risk.

hope you enjoyed it! stay hydrated you all, it's so hot!

[noosayog]

HAIKYUU!!

drabbles/time-stamps ( <1k words)

9:12 PM (kageyama tobio, fluff)

same bed trope (kageyama tobio, fluff)

1:35 AM (iwaizumi hajime, fluff)

11:01 PM (iwaizumi hajime, fluff)

first kiss with Iwa (iwaizumi hajime, fluff, continuation of 1:35 AM time stamp)

not his own (ushijima wakatoshi, fluff)

jealousy (miya atsumu, angst)

movie night (miya atsumu, fluff)

distracted (miya atsumu, fluff)

in your dreams (miya atsumu, angst to fluff)

10:54 am (miya atsumu, fluff i guess)

liar liar (miya osamu, fluff)

and there was only one bed! (miya osamu, fluff)

reciprocity (miya osamu, angst to fluff)

2:45pm (suna rintaro, angst)

wedding season (kita shinsuke, fluff)

9:47 PM (kita shinsuke, fluff)

7:00 PM (kita shinsuke, fluff)

7:28 AM (hirugami sachiro, fluff)

8:49 PM (sakusa kiyoomi, fluff)

fics ( 1k+ words)

PARKING TICKET (1k) - sawamura daichi x reader, making a habit of chronically lying to a handsome cop turns out to be a good idea. fluff, sfw

EXACTLY WHERE YOU WANTED ME (2.3k) - oikawa toru x reader, fake dating oikawa and being childhood friends with ushijima makes for an interesting triangle. minor angst, fluff | call my name (0.5k) - outtake when you were fake dating. sfw

AND YET, IT'S YOU (1.3k) - oikawa toru x reader, for @/shibaraki's komorebi collab). fluff, sfw

WARM WINTER (1k) - ushijima wakatoshi x reader, having a friend who runs hot in the cold winters pays off. friends to lovers(?), for @/kyopmi's four seasons collab, fluff, sfw

HOW A LOSER DATES (1.2K) - kuroo tetsuro x reader, office au, coworkers to lovers, kuroo just doesn't know how to ask you out. fluff, sfw

COLD FEET (1.8k) - miya atsumu x reader, angst to fluff, sfw

NOT JUST NOSTALGIA (2.3k) - miya atsumu x reader, exes to lovers, returning to your hometown reminds you of a sweeter time marked by the cherry blossoms and first love. minor angst, fluff, sfw

MY FIRST TASK! (2.6k) - Atsumu's first daughter runs her first errand by herself... well, all her favorite uncles and helicopter dad are there to help. fluff, sfw

LITTLE LESS LONELY WITH YOU (1k) - miya osamu x reader, third wheeling your best friend and her boyfriend, atsumu's, vacation is probably your rock bottom, especially since his sweet, more soft-spoken brother couldn't make it. luckily, atsumu has his own plans. fluff, sfw

SAID ENOUGH (1k) - suna rintaro x reader, angst to fluff, sfw

HATE THAT YOU KNOW ME (1.7k) - kita shinsuke x reader, to everyone else, he's smart, kind, and well-mannered. to you though, he's self-righteous with a little bit of a mean streak. minor angst, fluff, sfw

HE'S NOT SUBTLE! (1.2K) - ojiro aran x reader, maybe he’s not one for over-the-top declarations, but it’s all the same when he makes it this obvious. fluff, sfw for @/seiwas's and there's something, this feeling collab

multi-chapter series

UNIVERSITY AU (8k, complete) - miya atsumu x reader, enemies-ish to lovers, it's Atsumu's tenacity versus your stubborn streak: immovable object meet unstoppable force. major angst to fluff, sfw

THE AGREEMENT (2.7k, ongoing, in hiatus) - suna rintaro x reader, the best part about the agreement was how good he made you feel. the worst part about the agreement is that you probably like him more than you should and he definitely doesn't feel the same way, angst, fluff, sfw

ONE NIGHT STAND (5.3k, complete) - sakusa kiyoomi x reader, best friends to lovers, after hooking up with your best friend, what's one to do after finding out he wants to pretend like it never happened? angst to fluff, sfw

IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU (10.7k, complete) - knight! iwaizumi hajime x princess! reader, royal au, when your marriage to a prince of a neighboring kingdom is forced upon you, of all people, you would expect your knight, who has guarded you since childhood, to understand wanting to run away. for him though, it turns out that duty trumps his feelings. or maybe you've just misunderstood his kindness all this time, angst to fluff, sfw

BABY FEVER (drabbles) - iwaizumi hajime | ushijima wakatoshi | miya atsumu | miya atsumu (pt 2, nsfw) | miya osamu | sakusa kiyoomi | kageyama tobio | oikawa toru

[ioveaether]

NEW ROMANTICS | social media au

shoyo hinata x male!reader

Characters (2/2)

Tadashi Yamaguchi - 1st year, electrical engineering major. roommates with tsukkishima. he's a really a shy and anxious person, but overall a really nice guy. he do also likes to tease his friends along with tsukkishima. he's quite the bookworm actually. whenever tsukkishima leaves the apartment (either to go to the grocery store, or just for a small walk), he always finds him with his face in another book. he's also a backup middle blocker and pinch server in the volleyball's team.

Kei Tsukkishima - 1st year, history/sports major. roommates with yamaguchi. a very blunt guy, who loves to rile up his teammates all the time. some people even describe him as an asshole sometimes. but despite the whole arrogant personality, he also has a really low-esteem and thinks of himself as inferior. usually if he's not with yamaguchi, he has his headphones on and listening to mysic, ignoring everything around him. he also plays as a middle blocker in the volleyball's team.

Koushi Sugawara - 3rd year, educational psychology major. roommates with daichi and asahi. he's a really soothing and gentle person, and also the biggest supporter and encouragement in the volleyball team. even with his calm personality, he's also really chaotic at times, that even daichi himself has to stop him from doing something. he plays as a backup setter for the volleyball team, and is also the vice captain.

Daichi Sawamura - 3rd year, sociology/political science major. roommates with sugawara and asahi. he's a very caring and responsible guy, who always puts his team and friends first. but behind that patient and understanding persona, he's also really terrifying if you anger him. he's like the dad of the group in some way... he plays as an opposite hitter and captain in the volleyball team.

Asahi Azumane - 3rd year, fashion design major. roommates with sugawara and daichi. as a person who looks quite scary, his personality is actually the opposite of his appearance! he's a quiet, gentle and slightly anxious guy. his friends has said that he takes everything to heart, which leaves him depressed at times. he plays as an opposite hitter in the volleyball team, and is also the ace (even if he doesn't really see himself as one...)

Chikara Ennoshita - 2nd year, psychology/biology major. roommates with kinoshita and narita. he's usually quiet and reserved, sometimes acting bold only in front of the other second-years. beside [name], he's also able to control tanaka and nishinoya if they ever do something stupid. and whenever someone is having a hard time, he loves to lend a helping hand and listen to the person's problems. he's also a backup outside hitter in the volleyball team.

Hisashi Kinoshita - 2nd year, sports major. roommates with ennoshita and narita. he's a kind and somewhat shy individual, but he do gets along very well with his team and [name]. he also really likes to tease and make fun of his friends. because of his somewhat busy schedule of working in the café and looking after his two little sisters, he doesn't really hang out with his friends a lot, except when he has volleyball practice. he's a backup wing spiker and pinch server.

Kazuhito Narita - 2nd year, business major. roommates with ennoshita and kinoshita. a calm and friendly guy, who doesn't get riled up very easily. usually people mistake him for tanaka or "tanaka's twin". his friends one even saw him with a girl, that they have never seen before, and since then they tease him about his "secret girlfriend". he's a backup middle blocker for the volleyball's team.

Kiyoko Shimizu - 3rd year, business/sports major. roommates with yachi. she's a really quiet and reserved girl. normally, even if she doesn't show it a lot, she's a really caring person towards her friends and the team. she's known as the "3rd year beauty", because of her looks. and because of that, both nishinoya and tanaka are like her "guardians" and protecting her from people trying to flirt with her (she just ends up smacking them instead...). she's also one of the karasuno volleyball team's manager, along with yachi.

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[taones]

If You Can Hold On (3) - A.A, S.K, S.D

rewrite of the third part of the series (first and second parts here and here, original series on my masterlist) enjoy <3

pairing ~ poly asadaisuga x gn!reader

warnings ~ pining, angst, arguments, swearing, general stress tbh, my horrible attempt at writing purposefully cringe flirting, mildly suggestive, very brief editing and spellcheck so

You sniffed as you stirred, pulling the soft fabric underneath your cheek further into you. It smelt like sandalwood with a hint of coffee and you were instantly reminded of Daichi. The man’s coffee addiction had become serious during his final year. You supposed yours would too, if you were in charge of Hinata. His scent was a big reason why you enjoyed stealing Daichi’s clothes so much. Gripping the fabric in your fingers, the underneath was oddly warm. The further you returned to your sleepy state, the less you found yourself caring about the odd warmth of your cushion, or the slow rise and fall of it under your head. 

“Still sleepy, huh?”

Jolting, you snapped your eyes open. A strong heat flooded under the skin of your cheeks, you shot up. An action that brought the blanket that was covering you tumbling down your form, settling at your waist and exposing not only your body, but Daichi’s. You had heard several times from his partners that the man likes forgoing shirts when he sleeps, but observing it was a whole other story. Usually, when you stayed around, he was up and dressed before any of you and you never saw him without a shirt. It soon became clear why this was a good thing. The man was laying in the bed, under where you just laid, dressed in nothing but pajama pants and an unzipped hoodie. Honey coloured skin peaked out from the gap between the zipper, a toned and yet perfectly soft stomach just begging for you to reach out and run your fingers down it. 

Shuffling from the other side of the bed alerted you to the other two presences in the room. Asahi was sitting against the headboard, the other side of where you had evidently slept last night. His curly hair was piled on top of his head and he had those damn reading glasses on, the ones that made him look just as intelligent as you knew he was. He smiled closed mouthed, obviously bemused at your shock, and waved with the hand that was currently holding his book. Sugawara was curled under his arm, on the far side of the bed - still snoring, of course. Koushi was the sleepiest of all three of you. Hyper, undeniably, but once he was asleep, he was down for the count. 

Asahi slid a hand onto the thigh that was closest to him. His hands were large and calloused against the soft skin of your exposed thigh. Why you decided to pack shorts was a mystery to you. Especially now as you flexed the muscles, trying desperately to not squirm and pay attention to what he was about to say. 

“We were gonna grab some breakfast” he explained, in an unfairly attractive morning voice, 

“We passed a diner last night, probably swinging back ‘round to that”

“Once sleeping beauty wakes up, that is”

You smiled, biting your lip in an attempt not to laugh. The three of you would have an easier time herding cats. Asahi’s hand slipped off of your thigh. You tried to suppress the shiver that ran up your spine and desperately ignored the way you missed his touch as soon as it left. Getting breakfast together was a routine you were all well versed in. You had all spent the majority of weekends before your exams meeting in a small cafe near your homes to get waffles together. Simpler times, you guessed. You knew each others orders like the back of your hands, and you always got fed portions of their individual orders no matter how many times you went. The contrast between each order was evident and matched perfectly with each of them. 

“I’m up for waffles”

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The diner was relatively busy when you got there. Of course, with Daichi’s team dad skills and Asahi’s somewhat intimidating stature, you had managed to secure a booth just fine. As tradition went, it was you and Asahi on one side, Daichi and Koushi on the other. Asahi trapped you against the wall with his broad shoulders, but you liked the security of it and this is something the others had very clearly noticed. You were almost 100% certain that the seating was done this way so you and Asahi wouldn’t comment on the obnoxious amount of chocolate and cream the other two piled onto their waffles. 

Conversation flowed easily. You were too sleepy to even entertain the thought of your wallowing that morning, much rather preferring the simple reminiscing and idle chatter the boys filled the silence with. At one point you had said something that made Daichi laugh so hard that he had snorted his milkshake out of his nose. There was some hope that they didn’t notice the way you preened like a cat at getting the usually stoic man to laugh that hard. It was a beautiful noise, but his true laugh was rare. The dad-like chortle making way for wheezing towards the end of his laughing fits was enough to get even the most stone-faced of people to crack a smile. 

You handed him a wad of napkins. He took them with both hands, lifting one to wipe his face and keeping the other firmly grasping yours. Your breath hitched. 

Eventually, after the fifth time of Daichi wiping the wrong spot, Koushi grasped a few more napkins from your hands and wiped the remaining chocolate off of Daichi’s face. You held out another napkin for the silver-haired man's fingers, being met by his signature dazzling smile. 

“What would we do without you, huh gorgeous?”

The bliss was interrupted by all of their phones pinging a notification simultaneously. Suga read the text and visibly grimaced. In an effort to protect yourself from the hurt, you cast your gaze towards the table. It was very obviously a group chat you were not on. The little bubble of joy you had experienced just moments prior popped sharply and it was if the room had dimmed under the morning sun. That was fine, they were allowed to be in chats without you, it wasn’t a big deal, it might not be their new addition, right? You repeated the question in your head like a mantra to calm yourself as you tapped on Asahi to let you out.

“I’m gonna order another drink” you mumbled, smiling brightly at the boys.

The last couple of seconds replayed in your head over and over, even while stammering out your drink order. It was slightly easier to hide your scorned feelings when you weren’t facing the cause. Your back was aimed towards the table of boys, even as you reached the coffee station and made a grab at a few paper packets of sugar. 

The paper was flimsy in your hands, not aiding the clumsiness that was already plaguing you. The coffee was intended for Suga and the man liked his coffee in a very particular way. You counted out exactly two packets of white sugar, and one packet of brown sugar. E preferred the wooden stirrers, even when spoons were available, said they reached the sugar in the bottom of the cup easier. Of course, this was most likely complete nonsense but you couldn’t help but entertain the thought as you took yourself through the motions. You smiled gently at the routine and just how absurd it would look to anyone else. How were you supposed to explain the oddity that was Sugawara Koushi and his fantastical coffee routine?

A hand settled next to you on the coffee counter. 

“That’s a lot of sugar for someone already so sweet looking”

Turning, you came face to face with a man a little bit taller than you, he had dark hair and a decently attractive smile. He was cute, sure. But he wasn’t quite as tall as Asahi, he didn’t have Daichi’s warm smell and his flirting was kind of wooden to anyone who was familiar with Koushi’s cheekier flirting. In your peripherals, you could see the inquisitive glances from your friends and you really couldn’t help yourself after that. Was it kind to lead someone on? Maybe not but you were tired of morality and interested to see how this would play out. 

Giggling, you looked up at him through your lashes. Screw it, if you couldn’t have who you wanted, you were at least gonna have fun. 

“Maybe I like sweet things, don’t judge” you mused, taking the wooden stirrer between your teeth.

The man leaned his other arm on the coffee counter, effectively trapping you against the cart. It was a move you assumed was meant to come across as sexy. However it just made you feel like you were a caged animal, cornered and ready to claw your way out of the situation. His hand retracted, holding more napkins than any one man could possibly need. The dark haired man shot you a wink and you forced out a smile in return, shooting a glance at your now empty table. The brilliant smile of the man in front of you began to fade, causing you to snap your head towards him.

“I’m so sorry, what was that?” you questioned politely, putting the clueless act on once again. 

A throat was cleared next to you. There was really no denying how intimidating the boys were when they wanted to be. Daichi’s arms bulged from where they were crossed over his chest. It was a display that would usually make your mouth water, but only proved to further fuel your anxiety in the given moment. They weren’t scary to you of course, but the sharp glare Suga was sending the man as well as Asahi’s unimpressed look caused a flush of anxiety to run through you. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” Suga hissed at the poor man, who was now looking about ready to run.

“Sorry” the man stuttered, “I didn’t realise they were taken, know when i'm not welcome”

He put his hands up in a mock surrender and turned to leave. 

“Wait, no i’m not-” you started, but he was gone.

They had, not for the first time, rendered you speechless. Embarrassment curled in your gut, bubbling up into something more volatile when you saw the satisfied looks they sported, eyes following the man back to his table. Disbelief didn’t even begin to cover the cocktail of emotions that were currently mixing within you. 

If you didn’t leave, you were going to lose your temper very quickly. Chest heaving, you recentred yourself and spun on your heel, pulling your wallet out. 

The lady behind the counter looked only mildly intrigued at the odd display that had just occurred in front of her. She curled a perfectly manicured eyebrow at you as if to ask if you needed a hand. It filled you with a certain sense of irony, that this random woman was more concerned as to your feelings at that moment than your actual friends, who had known you for years. You stuttered out an apology and slammed some cash on the counter, probably harder than intended. Then you promptly turned and marched out of the diner. 

The mad scramble behind you was ignored in your attempt to walk to the car without bursting into tears, punching something, or both. You heard the protests in the background but they were muffled by the buzzing of rage in your ears. Fists curling and uncurling, you tried to think back to the last time you had gotten this angry. You had been plenty angry in the past, school was a difficult time for everyone, but the three men you had left in the diner were usually the first ones to calm you down. This was one of the only times they were the cause of your wrath. Most likely, they would also be on the receiving end of said wrath soon enough. 

Kicking the dust of the car park, you watched as stones and dirt scattered away from you. You wanted to scream, hit things, throw yourself in the dirt and cry - anything that would take some pressure off of the crushing weight in your torso. The flame twisted and gnashed at your insides, growling and clawing its way up your oesophagus until it released itself in a small scream of frustration. Would things ever be simple for you?

Telepathy had never been a skill you particularly craved until that moment. There was no way of understanding what those three idiots were thinking. Even if you did know, you were doubtful it would soothe your frustration. You threw yourself on the ground behind the trunk of the car, yanking your phone out of the pocket of your jeans. 

“Kiyoko” you seethed down the phone, “will you please come and pick me up”

She gave you the affirmative and set the loose time limit to her arrival. No doubt Yachi would be with her. You weren’t sure whether you would be able to deal with their romance in your face at that moment, but anything was better than being stuck in a car with Asahi, Daichi and Sugawara. 

Jangling alerted you to the three men in question. They had obviously paid and were frantically looking around the cars to locate you. With any luck a sinkhole would open in the earth and swallow you whole before they spotted you. 

Luck was never your thing.

The sky had opened up once again. It was almost beginning to grate on your nerves how much it had been raining this trip. The irony had been entertaining in the beginning, bordering on humorous how cliche it was. Now the weather you usually took so much pleasure in indulging in was maddening. You wanted to be angry with them for once, yell even. But the rain was washing your frustration away, leaving an empty feeling. A feeling that made you want to give up. 

Your prayers went unanswered, the three men walking up to you in due time. 

“What was that?” you questioned, voice resigned. 

“What do you mean? He was flirting with you”

The sound of genuine confusion in Asahi’s voice made your food feel like it was curdling inside of you. You breathed out in disbelief, brows knitting together tightly. 

“And just what does that have to do with any of you?”

None of them replied, taken back by your outburst. You stood abruptly and continued. 

“You’re all dating! You literally have two boyfriends and I know you’re talking to another person. So really” you paused, “why the fuck does it matter if i don’t want to be alone anymore? Do I not deserve to be wanted? You evidently don’t want me”

Your voice cracked towards the end of your rant. Three pairs of eyes stared at you in disbelief. The hints of hurt mixed into all three was evident, but you felt like a bottle that had been shaken and the lid was off. You erupted once again.  there was nothing more that you wanted than to be loved on purpose. it was inexplicably unfair that even unconnected attempts at finding a relationship had to be ruined by the three men in front of you.

“God it hurts, can you not see that? It hurts so bad. You won’t ever understand how much it pains me to be around you and see just how happy this new person is going to make you, knowing that’s not me? That hurts” you spat the last sentences, vitriol coating your words.

The storming sea inside you had calmed somewhat, leaving you to assess the damage your words had done. It wasn’t the most ideal way to confess your feelings but the weight that was lifted off your shoulders felt tremendous. The pain you were feeling was paralysing, stopping you from running like you desperately wanted to. It knocked the wind out of you, reducing your last statement to a pathetic whisper. 

“I get you don’t want me around, but other people will. It’s not okay to take that away from me”

As if some God had heard your plea, Kiyoko’s tiny blue car sped into the car park just as you broke down crying. The womans tiny blonde girlfriend sped out of the car, catching you before your knees could meet the wet sand beneath you. Yachi cooed at you softly, placing her entire body in front of you as if to form a shield between you and the cause of your heart ache. Her eyebrows furrowed in concern, eyes filling with sympathy at your curled up figure. 

It was truly humiliating. 

Kiyoki motioned for her to pull you into the car, stepping out of the driver's side herself and towards you. The dainty hands of the younger girl were soft and comforting, her rose scent filled your stuffy nose while she led your stumbling form to the welcome shelter of her girlfriend's car. The difference in posture between the two of you was like night and day. You were hunched over, protecting yourself from outside view. Your wounds were gaping, horrible open pits with your rawest emotions in the middle for everyone to gaze at and laugh. She wrapped a soft blanket around you, bandaging you up and keeping you safe in the backseat of the car. 

There were muffled voices from the outside of the car, but the sound of the heater being cranked full blast muffled them. There was a lot of angry words, not quite yelling but scolding certainly. You whimpered at the noise, not being able to distinguish who it was. You were certain they would never want to see you again, let alone speak to you, after your outburst. If only there was a way to scoop all of your words off of the floor and shove them back down into your mouth. Daichi, Asahi and Sugawara had never been in love with you, you could deal with that fact. Them cutting ties completely would surely kill you. 

A polaroid of Yachi and Kiyoko, perched on a wall and smiling at each other, was stuck to the centre of the car, directly above the stereo. It hung there, mocking you. You stared and tried not to think about how you would never be able to achieve that, not where it counted. In the end, it was easier to avert your gaze than confront what you couldn’t have.

Fuming, Kiyoko wrenched the door open and threw herself into the driver's seat. It was a miracle she managed to make even that look graceful. Her face was unnaturally contorted by an anger that was uncommon for her. It marred her beautiful features viciously. In staring at her, you caught sight of yourself in the mirror. It was a distressing look to say the least. Your hair was messy from your own grip and the bags under your eyes had only gotten worse. What little effort you had put into your looks this morning had all gone to waste, either washes away or dampened under the rain. 

Yachi stroked her hand over your shoulder and climbed into the passenger's seat. 

Staring out of the back window as the car pulled away, you caught sight of the three you had left behind. Koushi was patting Azumane’s back from where he crouched on the ground, dragging large hands across his face. Daichi was beside them, head buried in his arms on top of the car. You blinked. They had no right to be upset, you thought. You tried to block it all from your mind as their figures turned into tiny dots in the distance. All the years of friendship, the lives you had built together and the dreams you had created - they were buried in the dust where you left them.

me: says I'll post part three the next day, also me: takes a week to post it. I'm not sure when I'll get around to posting part 4 but hopefully I'll remember to actually post it

[kingdaddydaichi]

dilf!Daichi Sawamura x reader (fem)

nsfw. mdni. dad bod. snowball. 1k words.

30+ Daichi is an absolute F R E A K, y'all. downright nasty sometimes. will walk into your shared bedroom, fresh out of the shower, shamelessly naked with his thick, heavy cock bouncing off his thighs and his balls hanging low as he makes his way to his underwear drawer. even though you've been married for almost 10 years and have three children together, watching him like this never gets old. if anything, he's just gotten sexier with age. your husband has a smokin' hot dad bod now, complete with love handles and a little pony keg. but my gods the things he can do to you. seeing him like this and thinking about the way he has mastered your body over the years makes you bite your lip.

"Daichi..." you pout, reaching for him before he has a chance to put his boxer briefs on.

he knows that look like the back of his own hand, just like he knows your body and your needs. one corner of his lips turns up into a devilish grin and he puts one knee on the bed to lean down and give you a kiss. but you pull him closer and reach between his legs for his weighty cock, drawing a deep groan from him when you give it a slow tug with your fist.

your tongues slide and curl around each other as Daichi crawls between your inviting legs, your fist still working him to a full erection.

his six-pack has lost almost all definition, but he still has a two-pack at the top and side obliques which frame his small, taut belly pudge. sparse black hairs spread across his lower abdomen, his happy trail leading to the thick patch of black hair surrounding the wide base of his cock. even if Daichi's stomach isn’t as flat as it used to be, it’s perfect for rubbing your clit against when you ride him like the steed he is.

within seconds, Daichi's beefy cock is ready for you, just as you are ready for it. he brings his hips closer to yours and watches as you position his leaking tip to press against your clenching hole. with a slow push of his hips, he gradually fills you up as you both moan each other's names between open lips.

Daichi has a little more chest hair than he used to have. and his pectorals are as stacked as they've ever been, though they are getting a bit softer than they used to be. he's got love handles on his lower back now, but you actually quite prefer the fact that you can grab onto his back when he’s drilling into you from above. when you were both younger, your fingers would grab at the flesh on his back, but they could never find purchase as his hips rocked against your open thighs. his taut skin would always slip from your grasp to remain tight against his muscles.

your white cream contrasts beautifully with Daichi's full, black thatch of pubic hair. your pussy lips suck on his veiny cock with every retreat. his big, hairy balls press tightly against your taint as he ruts into you. he smells like sex and sweat with a hint of spicy bergamot. your entire body is moved by every thrust of your husband's strong, undulating hips, the headboard begins to thump the wall behind it. you kiss along his jaw, making him moan when you lick and latch onto the salty skin of his sensitive neck.

“nhnn...Dai-” you mewl against his ear. “feels so good when you fuck me hard, baby.”

duly fucking noted.

raising up onto his knees, Daichi watches you as a dark storm brews in his warm coffee eyes. he grabs your ankles from his sides, taking the time to kiss them while making full eye contact with you before putting them on his shoulder. planting his palms on either side of you, your husband leans forward to press your knees to your chest and begins fucking you into the mattress.

loud, lewd slaps of skin - wet with your slick need - echo off the bedroom walls with every downward throw of Daichi's hips. his dark brown hair is curled between your fingers and his knees are bent, spread out beside you as he slams into you. his familiar, spongey mushroom tip is thumping against your special spot with increasing fervor. the father of your children grunts and moans your name as his balls tighten against your taint, his thick glutes flexing as he fucks your pussy like no one else can.

Daichi knows your body just as you know his. he has spent the past 12 years learning and homing in on what gives you the most pleasure. he lives for the faces you make, the way you paw at his chest and scream his name when he makes you come apart on his cock, fucking you slower but just as hard through your powerful orgasm.

looking down to where your bodies connect, Daichi watches as his thick veiny cock gets swallowed up by your clenching pussy and your creamy white spend mats his black pubes. he holds onto the back of your neck while pile driving his hips against you until he begins to release spurts of his warm, sticky nut against your yielding walls. with one last trembling draw of his hips, he fully spends himself, his broad chest widening even more with panting breaths as wet heat leaks out around his pulsing cock. Daichi hangs his head between his shoulders, his arms shake under his own weight in their weakened state, and he just barely catches himself before he collapses on top of you.

your long-time lover lowers your feet back down to the bed, one at a time, before pulling out to let his warm semen spurt between your shaky thighs. but he wastes no time lining his mouth up to eat his own cum out of your oozing cunt. it doesn’t take much of his licking and slurping and sucking to have you cumming in his mouth, releasing even more of his own bitter spend onto his waiting tongue. with most of his wad now in his mouth he raises up to kiss you, pushing his load into your mouth along with his swirling tongue.

out of sheer force of habit, you show Daichi your tongue after swallowing, making him smile sweetly as his calloused thumb brushes your blazing cheek.

"good girl."

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𝟑𝟏 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁

⊱ warnings ─── single dad!Daichi x fem!reader, fingering, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, accidental creampie, none of this is explicitly written, not proofread

⊱ word count ─── 0.5K

a/n: this is much shorter than i wanted it to be, but writers block hit me and i unfortunately couldn't do what i wanted. however !! i hope this short little fic will still suffice

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You only met him a few months ago, yet with how close you were, you would think you’ve known each other for years. He was kind, and easy to get along with. He was a fantastic father, and truthfully, you couldn’t figure out the reason he may have gotten divorced. He had told you “the spark ran out,” but you didn’t believe that — not with how charming he was. How could anyone “lose the spark” for someone like him? Nevertheless, you didn’t pry, it wasn’t your business anyway. 

And yet, after a few drinks, you find yourself asking questions. Wondering if he was truly happy, or if he ever got lonely. And you find yourself getting answers — learning that despite the few benefits that came with being single again, he genuinely missed what he used to have. He tells you how the weekends when the kids aren’t with him are lonely, and that he reminisces about the sweet moments shared before things ended. So when you end up on his bed that night, whimpering out his name as he nibbles on your neck, you don’t feel so bad for catching feelings for him. 

He took his time with you, as if he wanted to savor the moment — kissing every inch of your skin, softly groping your sides, murmuring praise as you take his thick fingers inside you. Truthfully you were overwhelmed, taken aback by how sweetly he was treating you. It was to be expected, but to truly experience it had your head in the clouds.

The scruffy feeling of his stubble against your neck as he bruises your skin only added to the jumpy feeling in your stomach. Every stroke of his cock against your walls had you seeing stars. You were certain no one’s ever made you feel the way he did, making you feel like you were the center of the universe. 

Daichi could say the same about you, confidently say that no matter how much experience he may have, no one has stirred up this feeling in him before. Even in spite of the children he had, being here with you somehow exceeded the way he felt with his last partner, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

And that would be why, in the heat of the moment, when your legs are locked around his waist and you’re moaning in his ear, he freezes. He didn’t plan to and he didn’t have time to ask, but your sweet mewls in his ear provoked him. Before either of you know it, he’s cumming deep inside you, panting into the crook of your neck about how you’re his good girl.

He apologizes, softly kissing your neck as you both come down from your high. You can’t do anything but smile, kissing his shoulder when his weight falls onto you. You both fall silent, not having the energy to speak anymore. Neither of you mind the quietness that now fills the room, though. For now, you bask in the afterglow, catching your breath and leaving the conversation of “where does this leave us” for some other time.

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[remylius]

Little Miss Imperfect

Part 3

Daichi x Chubby!Manager!Reader

T.W. Emotional Abuse, Mentions of Death, Tears.

1173 words

Note: this took a while to write cause I was busy serving at Choir and then experienced a short Writers block. Not to mention other emotional shit. Hehe I'm so sorry.

An hour passed since y/n fell asleep. She slowly blinked her eyes to see a little girl staring at her with curious eyes. "Fumiko.." Daichi says as he closes the door to his room with a tray of food in his hands. "What did I say about entering my room." Daichi says to the girl as she runs out giggling. "I'm telling mom you brought a girl!" Y/N jolts up as she realizes she was in unfamiliar territory. The blanket on top of her slipping of her. "Woah, woah. Slow down there." Daichi coos as he puts the tray on the table. "What time is it?" She asks in a panic. "It's 7pm. What's wrong?" He replies confused with her worry. "I have to go. I'm sorry senpai." She stated as she grabbed her bag on the floor as she ran out in a hurry. "Y/N wait up! Let me send you out!" He calls out to her in a hurry grabbing his jacket as he runs down the stairs. If it wasn't only for her being familiar when they went here with the boys she wouldn't be able to find the front door. Running out, she ran in her socks alone not realizing she wasn't wearing her shoes. She ran out of his house hurriedly. "Y/N! Please! You left your shoes!" Daichi says running after her holding her shoes up in the air. "Please! Slow down." She walked back to him retrieving her shoes from him as she wore them. "I'm sorry but I have to go." Her voice cracked as she ran to her house. Opening the door, the house was silent. Her sister was probably studying in her room again. She quickly made something for dinner putting it neatly in a tray bringing it to her sister. "Hanako, I made dinner. Sorry I was late." She announces as she opens the door slightly to see her sister studying. "You're late." Her sister says warningly. The tone in her voice filled with annoyance. "I'll leave your food here on your dresser, I'm sorry" she says as she puts the tray of food on the dresser beside her leaving the room.

On the other end, Daichi walked up to her door slowly, not realizing how big y/n's house was. He was worried about her. He rings the doorbell, hoping someone would answer. He hears footsteps shuffle as the door opens. "Daichi?" Y/N calls out to her confusingly. "What are you doing here? C-come in" she says hesitantly as she lets him in. He could feel her nervousness. "Look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to follow you here." He blurts out trying to explain himself. "I-its fine. You can sit by the couch, make yourself at home." She dismisses him as she goes to grab some food in the kitchen. Quickly setting up a snack tray and some tea she brings it to the living room where Daichi sat nervously. "So what brings you here?" She sighs as she sets the tray down. Taking a seat in front of him. "What made you leave in a rush?" He asks hesitantly. "My sister arrives home at 6pm and I have to make sure she has dinner ready. She's working hard for her highschool application and I have to support her. Clean the house and other chores." She narrates looking at her clasped palms on her lap. The tension in the air slowly decreasing.

"What about your parents?" He asks. "Well, my mom..." She pauses thinking of the right thing to say. "She died 4 years ago in a car accident. And I never knew my dad." She pauses. Daichi felt bad, feeling sorry for the girl. He takes in a deep breath looking at her with glassy eyes. "W-woah, I'm sorry for your loss." He says looking down taking a deep breath. The thoughts in his mind raced. 'so she's been doing a lot all this time? What happened for it to come to this? So she takes care of everything?' his thoughts were immediately shut when she spoke again. "It's fine though, my brother is in Tokyo managing the family's company so my part is just taking care of my sister. She smiles at him trying to ease his worries. "So you've been whoring yourself in highschool?" Hanako stood at the door frame looking at them with dead eyes. Baffled by her sister. "Hanako, no this is Daichi-senpai, the Volleyball Captain of the team I manage with." Y/N explains herself to her sister. "Yeah yeah. Brother is gonna be mad when he hears this." She dismisses her. "That isn't a way you should talk to your older sister you know," Daichi stands up annoyed with Hanako's personality. "She works hard not just at school but for you too." He looks at her with mad eyes, one can tell he was really pissed at her. Hanako glares at her as y/n tried to defuel the fire. "What do you know?" Hanako dismisses him as she leaves going back up to her room. "I'm sorry about her, she's just stressed for her high school application." Y/N sighs holding her forehead. "She shouldn't talk to you like that." He says as he sits back down. "Even if you say she shouldn't. My sister is her age too but I've never been talked like that." She looks down. "She's been having it harder ever since mom died. And the fact that we don't have a dad for us. It's fine." She tries to comfort him, understanding his outburst. He feels a pang in his heart. You don't have to carry the burden by yourself. He'd want to say. Yet his mouth wouldn't open. He looks at his palms glancing at her. She looks back up at him. "Senpai, can we forget everything that happened earlier? I'm sorry for what I've done, it's childish of me I know. Please?" His heart shatters hearing the words coming out of her mouth. She was always suffering in silence yet no one cared to notice it. And the moment she did finally let it all blow, she feels bad for it. She didn't deserve this.

No wonder he saw her smoking that day. No wonder she always sat by Kiyoko's side as if she was nothing but a shadow. He saw her work hard for her academics, writing a school play for their class just for her to not be recognized yet she was fine with it. How did no one notice any of it. How did HE not notice any of it. He gulped deeply as he looks at the time on the clock on the wall. He gives her a broken smile, "i should get going, it's getting late and my siblings would freak out." He says knowing whatever he says would be dismissed. He pats her head as he leaves. Oh and y/n. I'll be here if you need someone." He says offering his cheeky grin. "Always."

[ricflairdrip20]

I’ve Missed You - Third Kazekage x Reader

Another month has passed, and your faith has started to waver. Tears streamed down your face as you struggled to come to terms that Daichi is never coming back. You wiped it off with the back of your hand as you reflected on your last memory of him.

It’s been more than a year since the last time you saw him at his Kage office, handing him a bento box you made for him and returning with a warm smile and soft words of affection. You missed him so much, the kids have been using their mission assignment as an excuse to find their father, even though they’ve been told they’ll never find them. Like hell they’ll listen. Their father is a Kage, after all!

On the other hand, though, you grew impressed with your children’s strength. Your older son possesses an Iron Sand Jutsu, just like his dad and your younger son is a Wind Style user. You wish so bad that he’s here to see all of this, and to train your older son on how to control his sand. Although he’s getting the hang of it, you wish Daichi was here to share his wisdom and knowledge in that department, since he himself is an Iron Sand user. He would be so proud. With their strength, maybe one day, they themselves will become a Kazekage.

You sighed as you sat on your sofa. If by any chance at all he’s returning, you hope he knows where you are now residing. You had since moved out upon electing a new Kazekage, due to the rule. You made sure to pick the closest house, which is about a half a mile away from the Kazekage mansion.

You weren’t yourself these days, you hadn’t picked up your book, you barely cooked, and your children were constantly searching with no success. They made sure not to forget to take care of you.

You refused to call yourself a widow. He’s not dead, he can’t be! You hate it when people address you as the Kazekage’s widow and receive condolences. All the time. You always had to tell people that you believe that he’s still alive, although you weren’t sure of it.

Every night, it’s the same thing. Saying your good night to the kids, looking out the window and mentally pleading for him to return home.

You squeezed your eyes shut and leaned on the wall next to the window, more tears falling. It’s been more than a year. You’re starting to think he may never come back. How is this possible? You were so happy, you’re married to a hot Kage and you have two precious sons. It can’t end this way! It can’t—

Your thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. You were confused on why someone would be knocking so late at night. Then fear rushed over you. Did those shinobi come to tell you they found your husband’s dead body? You gulped hard as you slowly walked to the door with a sickening feeling in your stomach. You felt like you could throw up.

Slowly twisting the knob and pulling it open, you saw that it was not the shinobi, but the one shinobi you yearned for. The one shinobi you so bad wanted on your side. The one shinobi that you’re destined to be with for the rest of your life.

It was Daichi.

He was standing there, jaw slacked, then turned into a smile. His face is soiled, showing signs of struggle and his hair is disheveled. His clothes were torn and ragged.

“How- how is this…” Your brain short-circuited as you analyzed the familiar figure standing before you.

“I’m home, love,” he whispered softly. But you’re still processing it.

“Wait… is this a genjutsu or a substitute jutsu? You’re not some shinobi pulling a prank on me, are you? This doesn’t feel—“ He interrupted your ramblings by placing a deep kiss on your lips. It felt real and everything about it is just as you remembered. This is your Daichi, not some shinobi playing a sick joke on you.

For extra assurance, he told you things only you two know about and that’s when it dawned on you.

Your husband is home and alive.

“I’ve missed you so,” your voice muffled through his shirt, hugging him tight with Daichi returning the sentiment. After pulling away, you gingerly grabbed his hand to the kitchen table, tending to his wounds.

“Let the kids sleep,” Daichi spoke up softly as he sat down. “I’ll tell you all about what happened.”

You smiled widely. “And I’ll tell you everything that has been going on since you’ve been gone.”

You smiled so wide it made your face hurt as you gently dabbed his face with a little towel soaked with a disinfectant liquid.

You’re so happy that you got your best friend back.

[scarfwrites]

hey again! btw I wanted to say that I am the same person who requested the last fanfic you wrote and I wanted to say that it's amazing, now I don't know if you take emergency requests if you don't please ignore this, can you write a short fanfic kageyama and iwaizumi x reader (but like separate) and um the reader recently lost their grandparents and they are comforting the reader and helping them through it, I'm sorry if it's too much :(

Comfort Amongst Loss

❅Genre : Fluff, Comfort, Angst

❅Pairings:  Iwaizumi x Fem!Reader

                     Kageyama x Reader

❅Warnings: Death in the family

❅A/N : Thank you so much for your kind words! Honestly you should be thanked for requesting that after all i only just executed it. Also thank you for the request! I actually lost my grandpa when I was a wee child so I used that to make it more immersive. I hope your doing alright though ☹️☹️☹️ P.S. I tried to make this as quick as possible as well as making readable quality so forgive me if it’s not to your liking

Due to the plot for Iwa’s the reader is a girl though Kageyama’s is gender neutral

Kageyama 

“Is this really necessary?” Kageyama asked nervously as you both walked

“Yes! My grandpa really wants to meet you!” You exclaimed

“I know but… I'm nervous…” Kageyama spoke bashfully looking away

“No need to be worried! He’s a kind soul at heart he will love you!” You smiled at him “Well as long as he doesn’t see what you did in middle school” you stated nonchalantly as he deadpanned

“WHY ARE YOU SAYING THAT SO NONCHALANTLY!” He yelled as you shrugged

“It’s fine! Dad’s sure he hasn’t heard about you” you shrugged him off with your hand

“Your dad also warned how scary he can be” he murmured as you look at him

“Huh? What’d you say?” You asked innocently

“Nevermind! Let’s get going!” he pushes you as you both walked faster towards your grandpa’s house

You arrived at your grandpa’s house and knocked on his door

“Y/N! I’m so happy to see you!” your grandpa hugs you tightly

“Is this the boy you and your dad were talking about?” He asked looking at Kageyama as he nervously waved back

“Yeah! This is Kageyama Tobio!” You introduced 

“Nice to meet you sir” Kageyama bowed

“Come in both of you” He opens the door more widely as you both went in

Your grandpa welcomed you into the dining room where you both sat down and drank the tea he prepared

“I’ve heard a lot from your boyfriend from your dad” your grandpa explained “more than you” he chuckled as you blush in embarrassment

“Dad can be really talkative sometimes” you sighed making your grandpa laugh

“I would like to ask though…” he said in a serious tone “Was that what he was really like in middle school?” Your grandpa interrogated as you and Kageyama panic

“No! Well, yes! But still! He’s changed and that’s all you need to know!” you defended

“I-I can prove it sir!” Kageyama nodded as your grandpa laughed

No need! Your grandpa continued to laugh “I’m sure you are great for my grandchild and I’m counting on you to make them real happy” your grandpa smiled as he stopped laughing

“Yeah… I will I promise” Kageyama smiled back 

“I’m glad” your grandpa’s expression was full of delight

A week later after meeting your grandpa your winter break had been done and it was time for you to go to school. However after school you weren’t at the gym which surprised the team. You would always come to the gym to give bento to everyone.

“Hey Kageyama! Where’s Y/N!” Tanaka asked

“Yeah! I wanna hangout with them and eat their bento!” Hinata frowned

“I don’t know I haven’t seen them all day” Kageyama said worried

“You’re their boyfriend and you don’t know where they are” Tsukishima interjected condescendingly

“Shut up!” Kageyama scowled “I’ll go look for them!” he stood up and left

“You should really stop pissing him off” Daichi sighed

Kageyama looked everywhere for you. It took him a while but he found you on the rooftops crying.

“Y/N? Are you alright?” He rushed towards your side and pulled you in for a tight hug

“Tobio!” you hugged Kageyama back tightly and cry into his chest

“What happened? Tell me everything” he rubbed the back of your neck as he tried to soothe you

“Grandpa… H-he… fell into a stroke” your sobs turned into wails as Kageyama’s eyes widen

“Hey hey hey… let it all out” Kageyama spoke softly as he tighten his hug

“I know it’s hard without him, afterall I know from the stories you’ve told me he meant a lot to you” Kageyama rubbed your back “I lost my grandpa who was very important to me and my sister a while back” Kageyama clenched his jaw holding back the tears “But you should keep going Y/N… I’m sure your grandpa would want you to achieve your dreams, At Least that’s what my grandpa wanted for me” Kageyama gave you a comforting smile whilst he wiped away your tears

“Thank you Tobio… that really helped” you smiled back

“I promised him I’d make you happy, it’s something I’m willing to keep” Kageyama placed a kiss on your forehead

Iwaizumi

“Y/N! It's so good to see you your” mother embraced you tightly

“Hey mom” you return back the hug

“Oh! you’ve brought Iwaizumi too” your mother smiled at the young man as he bowed “Come in” your mother opens the door and you see your grandma lying on the hospital bed 

“Y/N! It’s so nice to see you!” Your grandma exclaimed happily “I see you’ve brought your boyfriend too, I’m glad” your grandma smiled at the both of you

“I’m so glad to see you too grandma” you smiled as you hugged her “I heard that you might be discharged today… is that true?” You spoke softly with hope glimmering in your eyes

“The doctors said she’d be okay to discharge today” your mother responded as your grandma nodded 

“Well if you don’t mind me asking…” you took a breath “Would you like to watch my professional debut tomorrow? I wanted everyone in the family to go” You asked placing your hands on her lap

“Your debut! I’d love to watch you perform on stage!” Your grandma nodded enthusiastically

“Thank you!” You hugged your grandma as she did the same “I was really hoping you’d come, afterall I’m sure you’d love to see who I was playing. She's been in one of your favourite movies!” you beamed

“Is it Miss Honey?” Your grandma asked with excitement as you nodded “I’d love to see you play her! I’m sure you’ll do great” your grandma praised making you blush

“That’s what I keep telling her mom. But Iwaizumi told me she’s been scared debuting tomorrow” your mother sat by your side

“No need to be scared, I'm sure you’ll smash it!” you grandma gave you a reassuring smile

“Thank you” you smiled back

The day was here you were going to make your professional debut as an actor. You were so excited to perform in front of your grandma as she was the reason you wanted to become a performer in the first place. You made sure to give it your absolute everything. You were in your dressing room getting ready

“Nervous?” Iwaizumi walked over to your chair

“Y-yeah I realized we invited a lot of people who will be watching me” your voice was laced with nervousness

“They’re all cheering for you” Iwaizumi held your hands “You’re gonna do great we believe in you” Iwaizumi smiled softly easing your nervousness

“Thank you” you smiled back “You’re right! To give my everything I should be confident” you encouraged yourself making Iwaizumi chuckle

“Even my old teammates wanted to watch you perform” Iwaizumi smiled as he sat next to you

“Hope that doesn’t mean your gonna bicker with Tooru like when we were in highschool” you giggled as you both hear your phone ringing

As you look over you see it’s your mother calling. You grab your phone to pick it up. You wished you hadn’t. Iwaizumi couldn’t quite hear what was happening but he sensed the severity of the situation when you dropped your phone and started tearing up.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” he quickly rushed to your side and pulled you in for a tight hug

“Grandma…” your face started welled up in your eyes “Hajime… she… she won’t be here” you wept profusely as Iwaizumi hugged you even tighter

You worked so hard to get the role of Miss Honey. Matilda was one of your grandma’s favourite shows to watch with you when you were young. Your grandma loved Miss Honey’s kind and empathetic nature. You wanted to be a performer just like her. She taught you everything you know. Now she’s gone and she won’t be able to see you perform and continue on her legacy.

“What will I do now Hajime?” You sniffled as Iwaizumi rubbed your back She’s gone you buried your face in his neck

“I know how important she was to you…” Iwaizumi whispered “She’s the reason why you wanted to be here, right?” Iwaizumi looked at you as you nodded “I know it’s hard that she’s gone and I’m sure the cast would perfectly understand if you don’t wanna perform but… You should do it for her” Iwaizumi placed his hand on your chin to face him

“She wouldn’t want you to back out as you’ve dreamt of this for years. I’m sure she’d love to see you perform even if she’s far away now” Iwaizumi gave you a comforting smile as he wiped the tears from your eyes

“You’re right” you smiled back “I’ll give it my everything… for her” you looked at the old picture of you as a child with your grandma

Your castmates heard what happened and assured you many times that you didn’t have to perform. However, you still wanted to perform for her so you assured them that you will be able to perform. As the show started you let go of everything you felt and immerse yourself with your character. However when it was time for Miss Honey’s solo My House you poured all your blood and sweat into performing it as best as you can. You could see how you moved everyone in the audience with your acting and vocals as at the end you got a standing ovation. Finally it was time for stage bows and you could only feel how proud you would’ve made your grandma if she was watching

“Thank you Grandma… I hope your happy now, wherever you are” 

[alicia-akuma]

Tobio Kageyama X Reader

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Kageyama and Hinata are fighting again, You and Yaichi don’t know what to do, Kiyoko has already gone home and so has Daichi and Suga.  Yamaguchi was helping clean up and Tsukishima sat there drinking his water and watching the fight going on between Tobio and Shoyo.  Yaichi eventually goes to help clean up, leaving you with the fighting boys. After she left, the fighting started to get to you, you were starting to tear up and eventually ran off.  Hinata saw you out of the corner of his eye and wanted to make sure you were ok, he told your boyfriend, Kageyama, and he forgot about the fight to find you.  He knew about what had happened between your parents when you were little and was really concerned about you. As soon as he found you, he was trying his best to comfort you. He was always by your side then as your only friend, and he’s always by your side now, as your boyfriend. After you stop crying he picks you up and takes you out into the jym, he sits down and puts you on his lap. As he does this, he hears the doors slam open, it was the coach, he had been looking for you. Your adoptive dad had been Ukai after your parents had called you useless and then put you up for adoption. He walks over to you and Tobio, he sees that you had been crying and that you were clinging onto Tobio like your life depended on it. Ukai said it was alright for you to spend the night with Kageyama and that he would bring you clothes to change into. After you receive your clothes, Tobio takes you to his place. You go into the bathroom and change, as Tobio sits in his room. You walk out in a shirt with sports shorts and an oversized hoodie he had given you. You both lay in his room and watch movies until you fall asleep.

This is really old but I needed something to post, so here it is.

[imagineanime2022]

Their Child Says/Or Does Something Mean *Part 4*

Kuroo Tetsuro X Fem!Reader, Kozume Kenma X Fem!Reader

Requested: Anon​

Summary: Your the step parent and the kids are being mean.

Warning: Ungrateful Kids

Part 1 (Toru Oikawa, Issei Matsukawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Takahiro Hanamaki, Kentaro Kyotani)

*Part 2* (Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Kyoomi Sakusa)

*Part 3* (Kotaro Bokuto X Reader, Keiji Akaashi X Reader, Atsumu Miya X Reader, Rintaro Suna X Reader, Osamu Miya X Reader)

Tetsuro Kuroo

🧪 Tetsu fell in love too easily, that was how he ended up with a daughter and no mother in sight, that never bothered you though, the day that he expressed interest in you, you were more than willing to run with it. 🧪 Tetsu worked a lot, he had to if he wanted to support his Tomoe that unfortunately meant that for a long time there were things that went unnoticed, now that you were there that was less likely. 🧪 You knew that there was something going on the moment you saw the girl but you had to earn her trust before you could ever find that out but you were getting there. 🧪 It all came to a head when you went to pick up one day, you tried to deescalate the situation but that got you an elbow to the nose.

“Dad I messed up, Mum’s hurt!” Tomoe said not even giving Kuroo the chance to even greet her. “What do you mean?” He asked, expecting her to make a joke. “She’s bleeding.” Tomoe answered. “Tetsu I’m fine, I’m just going to have to leave the car at the school and pick it up in the morning when I drop her off.” You explained. “You can’t drive!?” He asked standing from his seat at the desk writing a note and putting it on his secretary’s desk before rushing out of the building. “Where are you?” “We’re at school.” Tomoe answered. “It’s just a nosebleed, Kuroo this really isn’t necessary.” You informed him as you tipped your head back to try and control the bleeding. “Babe I’m coming to get you both just wait there okay?” He ordered. “Alright we’ll stay put.” You sighed, closing the door and handing the phone cable to Tomoe. “You might as well put on some pusic it’ll take him some time to get here.”

After about 10 minutes there was a soft knock on the window, you pushed the door open and Tetsu crouched so that he could see your face “Here.” He said softly, handing you a packet of wet wipes, you carefully cleaned your face as he turned to Tomoe “what happened?” “I elbowed her in the face, I didn’t mean to.” She answered honestly. “It was a little misunderstanding, she ended up in a little fight, I was just splitting them up and got hit, she never meant to hit me.” You explained as you flinched while cleaning the last of the blood from your nose. “I hope you won.” Tetsu gestured for everyone to shuffle so that he could climb into the driver's seat. “She definitely won.” You smirked as he started the car. “Good.” He nodded as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to your cheek and started the car.

Later that evening after Tetsu went to go and pick up his car (that he had left at work) you were both lying in bed “Are you sure that you're okay?” He asked. “Hmm? Oh yeah I promise I’m just glad that she didn’t get hurt.” You answered. “You are perfect.” He mumbled pulling you in tighter and pressing his face into your shoulder “Yeah well you're taking her to school tomorrow, in case the kid’s waiting for her, I have a feeling this is more than just one fight.” You explained. “What makes you say that?” He asked. “Something has been going on with her, she doesn’t talk about it but there’s something.” You answered. “So fix it.” “Sure thing kitten.” He said softly “now get some rest.”

Kozume Kenma

🎮 Kenma still had a good friendship with his ex mostly because of his son, he wouldn't have tried so if Kousuke wasn’t born. 🎮 The fact that he had such a good friendship with his ex confused his son. He didn’t really care what his parents did as long as they were happy but he didn’t understand why they couldn’t be together if they were such good friends. 🎮 However the problem came when he started speaking to people online and they started telling him what they thought was going on. 🎮 He believed them and things started to escalate from there, you were losing control of the teen, even Kenma was noticing the changes between streaming and running his own business.

You walked into the living room where Kousuke was playing a game “hey it’s time to eat, will you come into the kitchen please?” You asked. “Yeah I'll be there in a minute.” He waved you off, you disappeared for 5 minutes before you walked back in. “Kousuke…” You called but he didn’t answer, you walked over to the plug socket and unplugged the games console. “What the fuck!?” He shouted. “First quiet your Dad is in a meeting and second language.” You warned him. “I don’t have to listen to you!” He shouted standing from his seat on the sofa. “Ko.” You warned again, frowning over your face. “Don’t call me that, you're just here to cook, clean and occupy Dad’s bed, you really think he loves you, with the way that Mum and him get alone you can’t think that’s true.” Kousuke laughed, he was now crowding you, there was no space to step away from him, you were about to talk but someone else did first. “Kousuke go and pack some things you're going to stay at your mother’s.” Kenma’s voice silenced his son, a sound similar to a growl emitted from the teen before he went up to his bedroom. “Did we ruin your meeting?” You asked. “That doesn’t matter.” Kenma said as he walked over, taking your face in his hands “I’m going to take him to his mother’s house and then we’re going to talk.” “‘Zume I’m fine.” You said. “Well there’s something that I want to say to you so wait for me okay?” He asked. “Alright.” You nodded, you walked into the kitchen putting Kousuke’s food into a container and walked out to the front door. “‘Zume!” You called and he looked back at you as you held out the container “I cooked his favorite as least Aiko won’t have to cook for him when he gets there.”

Kenma walked back over to the car and leaned in “your dinner.” He said the tone clipped as Kousuke took the container. “She still gave me this?” He asked and Kenma nodded as he started the car “I didn’t mean anything that I said.” “Doesn’t matter if you meant it, the damage is done.” Kenma mumbled as they pulled out of the drive. “You’ll stay with your mother for a couple of days and then we’ll talk about what happens next.” “What does that mean?” Kousuke asked. “I won’t come back?” “(Y/N)’ll never let that happen, she’s too good for that.” Kenma answered.

When Kenma got home, he found you cleaning in the kitchen, he walked up behind you and took the cloth out of your hand putting it to the side before guiding you into the living room before pulling you to sit on his lap. “You know it doesn’t matter what he says, I love you.” Kenma promised. “I know, I’m okay I promise.” You smiled but he could see that something was bothering you and if it wasn’t what he said then what was it? “What’s bothering you then?” He asked. “Does Kousuke not like me? I thought that we got on quite well in the beginning but if he doesn’t like me I can leave.” You said in a small voice, you didn’t want to leave, you loved living with him, you loved his son, you loved popping in to give him things during the stream but most importantly you loved having a family. “What? No. I’m not letting you leave.” Kenma frowned. “He told me that he didn’t mean anything that he said, I’m going to talk to him tomorrow about everything but tonight is your night.” “Mine?” You asked as you looked at him with a small smile on your face as you realized that everything should work out. “Mmhm.” He hummed, pressed a kiss to your cheek, smiling as excitement took over and you bounced on his lap leaning over to grab the control before turning yourself so that you could see the TV as Kenma changed to a more comfortable position waiting for you to pick what you do next.

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