#haikyuu iwazumi

[chosovixen]

NSFW!!

your roommate, iwaizumi always has a temper by the end of the day. his clients are such a drag, and he hates dealing with the ones that are always so talkative, but money is money, so he’d withstand anything to get his rewards. aside from the money, he loves getting off of work if that meant he'd get to see your pretty face. iwaizumi has always had feelings for you but never wanted to admit it, and he had doubts. he thought you were out of his league and opted for being friends with benefits to spare his feelings. 

iwaizumi was having one of those days again. this time the client would brush up against him and laugh way too hard at his unfunny jokes. she probably was just flirting, but it was the most annoying experience of his life. he already had someone on his mind and couldn’t wait to leave. 

after stepping into the apartment, he had expected to be showered in affection, but nothing, absolute silence and stillness. iwaizumi calls out to you and gets nothing in response. he found it weird since you were always home at this time. he takes off his shoes at makes his way toward the living room. there you were, laid out on the couch—stomach flat against it while your legs stuck out behind you. iwaizumi immediately noticed your tini tiny skirt, which made your ass checks poke out just a bit. he could only laugh to himself, slowly creeping over towards the couch. you never heard him coming with how the music blared in your ears through your earbuds. he stands above you for a moment watching your fingers moving vigorously across your keyboard. his eyes trailed down your body and landed on your perfect little ass. he bit his lip as he watched you subtly move your hips against the cushion, laced panties finally revealing themselves. 

“shit,” he muttered, feeling his jeans tighten with each moment passing.

he rubbed himself through the fabric just until he was hard enough. then once he pulled down his jeans and underwear along with it, he quickly climbed above you while flipping your skirt up—careful not to put his full weight on you as he straddled you slightly from behind. 

you jumped in surprise, taking one earbud out and turning your head delicately over your shoulder to see what was happening, but then you felt a large hand rest on your ass—rubbing softly at the dewy skin. 

“iwa?”

“yeah?”

“you okay?” you asked.

“mhmm,” he hummed and pulled your panties to the side. silence filled the air as you could now see what he was up to. you watched carefully as he spat into his hand and then smoothed it over his shaft. the sight alone made you clench around nothing and bite your lip in anticipation. iwaizumi‘s eyes met yours and flashed you a flirtatious grin, you wanted to return one, but instead, your face scrunched in pleasure and pain as his thick cock began to split you open. your tight walls could feel each and every vein as the huge tip plugged deep into your core.

“shit, o-oh fuck~” you moaned, head falling forward and mind going a bit hazy. iwa chuckled at your reaction and positioned himself better on the couch so he could fuck you more easily. 

it felt like the air had left your lungs when he had dragged his length all the way out of you before slowly pushing back it. your mouth hung open as you tried to focus on not coming so quickly. iwa repeated his actions a few more times before it was unbearably for the both of you. he shimmed closer so that you could take him deeper, and you yelped a bit when the tip hit your g-spot. 

“geez, look at your greedy little cunt sucking me in,” he teased. hips flush against yours, he fucked into you, watching your slick coat his cock completely. 

“you’re s-so fucking deep, ughh, i’m gonna cum,” your eyes rolled back slightly as his cock continued to graze your sweet spot with each thrust. “shit shit shit. fuck me just like that.” you demand, voice now going hoarse. 

iwaizumi could feel your tender pussy pulsate around him, your arms franticly moved behind you to push against his hips—possibly to slow him down, but he quickly swatted them away and grinned. his hips snapped roughly against yours, and there was no possible way for him to reach any deeper than he already was. 

“fuck, i’m gonna cum, please, i’m gonna cum,” you cried, whole body shaking as you couldn’t hold it in anymore—orgasm ripping through you like a hurricane. iwaizumi never slowed as he continued to fuck your tired pussy. your whines and cries for mercy didn’t seem to affect him as he began to reach his own high. 

“fuck, oh fuck,” he cussed, cock violently twitching inside you.

“please iwa. i-i can’t,” you sobbed, soft tears starting to ruin your mascara. 

“hold on baby, shit,” he sighed. “i’m almost there.”

you thought to bury your head into the cushions to endure the overstimulation, but that idea quickly left your pretty little head when you felt iwa pulling you back up by your hair and hooking his arm around your neck. his buff biceps right against your throat as he squeezed gently. 

“you want me to cum in this tight little pussy?” he asked, lips pressed so close to your ear you couldn’t pretend not to hear him. he bit at the skin softly and awaited your answer.

“yes, yes. please come in my pussy. come anywhere, please,” you begged, now beginning to choke as he squeezed onto your neck tighter, fucking into you harder once hearing those filthy requests. 

he gave you one last good thrust before his hips stilled against yours. you were sure you’d end up with a bruise with how he gripped you in the headlock. your tummy began to feel full, his warm load spurting inside of your aching cunt. when iwaizumi’s breathing steadied, he sighed and slowly began to pull out. the feeling alone made you whine, and when he had fully pulled out—he watched as his cum leaked out of your hole and down your pussy, slightly wetting the surface below you. 

“fucking hell, look at that,” he said, reaching down to scoop up his cum, shoving it back into your warmth, and making you hiss. 

“stop, it’s sensitive,” you pouted while looking back at him, and he shook his head before pulling his cum coated fingers out and quickly wiping them on your ass.

“hey!”

“hey, nothing. i’m gonna go shower,” he said, kissing your cheek and then getting up. you nodded, and before he could completely disappear, you shouted for him. he stopped dead in his tracks before turning to you and giving you a questioning look.

“want to talk about your day when you’re done?”

“sure,” he smiled and turned back to head towards the shower. 

iwaizumi has always liked talking to you, even if it wasn’t about work. it was easy and free. he liked being around you—smelling your scent on his clothes, and he liked when you’d cook for him without him ever asking. even if you two never woke up in the same bed, he had always wondered what it was like. everything reminded him of you, and he was content with you not being his—or so he’d let you believe. 

[kosije]

despite what people may have thought, Iwaizumi is soft in bed. everything from his kisses, and his touches, to his deep strokes. each time you connected, it felt like heaven. his words are featherlight on your face and saccharine, each punctuated by another stroke that leaves you seeing stars and drooling. he’s gentle when he’s cleaning you up too. he’ll run you a bath, massage your body and kiss you everywhere to ground himself because having you in his hands makes him dizzy with love.

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[miya-rin]

iwaizumi hajime who spends over half of his salary on you. no matter how many times you tell him to stop he never will.

oh you’re online shopping? he’ll take your computer while your sleeping and buy your whole cart with his card.

he saw you put something down in the clothes aisle of your favourite shop? while you’re about to check out he’ll run back to pick it up and pay for the whole load.

you mentioned that you wanted a certain type of food a week ago? he’s gonna come home from work with 5 portions of it for you two to share while watching your favourite show.

he’s window shopping and notices an expensive necklace he knows you will like? it’s been brought.

this mans love language is gift giving, and no matter how much you tell him you don’t need him to spend so much money on you, the look on your face at each gift makes him want to spend even more on you.

[houseoftulips]

Middle Seat | H. Iwaizumi ~ your boyfriend turns out to be even a bigger gentleman than he already was

➤ ft: timeskip!iwaizumi hajime x f!reader

➤ content warning: fluff, airplanes(?), not proofread bc i’m tired

enjoy!

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Oh, Iwaizumi is the biggest gentleman you’ve ever known when it came to dating.

When you guys first started seeing each other, he was already top-tier compared to the other people that came along your way in the dating world. He did the bare minimum of course but he’d top each and every gesture every time you guys are together.

He offered to meet up first in separate cars once you were comfortable enough with him. And once you were he always went to you wherever you were at. He’d wait for you outside his car or he’ll walk up to get you and walk to the car right beside you. Then he’d always open the car door or any door for that matter and let you in/out first.

He’d guide you through crowds with either him intertwining his fingers with yours as you lead the both of you away from everyone else or he’d keep his hand resting on your lower back or waist and gently lead you through the crowd.

And holding your bags was something that was your favorite thing about him. Iwaizumi had no shame in wearing your purses, backpacks, and even clutches.

“The hell you looking at?” Iwaizumi sighed in annoyance as he hears his best friend snicker like a little witch.

“Why-,” Oikawa snorted, “Why you wearing a pink purse?”

“Tch,” Iwa scoffs before side-kicking Tory’s ass making him yelp, “It’s Y/n’s, dipshit. And it’s just a damn purse I’ve seen your sister dress you up like a doll and you were happy about it.”

After that, Toru wouldn’t stop his quiet whining/mumbling after gasping like an overdramatized soap opera actor. Like hell Iwa was gonna let someone like Toru make fun of him for wear a necessity - your words not his.

But today, even after all of those gestures that get better each day, the beginning of your guy’s vacation was ultimately your favorite gesture he’s done.

You guys were headed out to Spain for your four year anniversary. It was your first vacation together on a plane so were extra excited. Iwa had you carry the smaller bags while he rolled the suitcases along with a bigger backpack. He checked you guys in, went through TSA efficiently, and got breakfast. About two hours later it was time to board the plane.

Your seats were a window and middle seat so you were kind of uncomfortable being in the middle with a stranger for a long plane ride. But you sucked it up and brushed it off because you weren’t going to let it get to you.

After you and Iwa put away your carry-ons in the baggage hanger you looked at Iwa and waited for him to go in first. He looked at you like you were slow for a second with slightly furrowed eyebrows, “What’s up, babe?” he asked.

You tilted your head in confusion. “Oh, I’m waiting for you to get in first. I figured you’d want the window seat,” you said.

Then he looked at you like you were stupid. Wide eyes with raised eyebrows. You were practically ready to get scolded by him because he looked so baffled by your answer. “Why would I sit in the window seat and have you sit next to a stranger?” he asked.

You stood there in silence because you genuinely didn’t have an answer. Like you just assumed that’s what was going to happen. Counting by the more obvious look on your face, he assumed that you thought you were sitting in the middle.

He scoffed with a chuckle, “You’re lucky I love you. Go sit down,” he said before placing a kiss in your forehead.

Your cheeks burned red out of a small bit of embarrassment because he made it seem like it was obvious you weren’t going to sit in the middle. Before you could overthink the embarrassment even more, Iwa laughed making you snap out of that bubble.

“Quit thinking about it so much, sweets,” he kissed your cheek as he sat down next to you, “You’re gonna be more comfortable there. I’m not havin’ you be uncomfortable next to a stranger.”

You smiled softly as you kissed his shoulder, then his cheek, and then his lips. “You treat me like a princess way too much,” you mumbled against his shoulder with more tiny kisses.

Iwa chuckled again as he kissed your forehead, “As I should, you mean everything to me, my love,” he smiled.

Two days later, he proposed during a private dinner off the coast in Palma, Spain.

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[vampyirr]

wrote this thinking about iwa

daddy iwa haha

his big hands gripping your waist tightly, helping you bounce on his cock. “daddy! feels so good!” you were so cock drunk right now. you were addicted to the way he fucked you. “you feel so good around daddy’s cock, so fucking good” he thrusted his hips up, fucking into you. you started letting out mindless babbles of his name. “daddy! so close please let me cum please.” he started fucking you faster. you couldn’t take it anymore, his cock felt so good inside you, you came hard. with your pussy squeezing him he finally came inside you with a loud groan, pumping you full of his cum.

[tinywisp]

[cccat-in-a-meat-sack]

Me explaining why 6'3, beefy, angry men are baby, a presentation

[dreamersville]

haikyuu boys when you realize mid argument you was wrong

an? this may or may not have happened to me. thanks you to the lovely ladies in my discord for choosing these specific men much love to you all💞. request are open

parings? iwaizumi x reader

tw? nonee

iwazumi- “its the 24th not the 26th” iwazumi said for what felt like the hundreth time in the past hour. like did he seriously think youd would forget when your fav artsist is finna drop their album ?? the album you been waiting on for months ?? “( )” iwazumi deadpanns running one of his hands down his face, “ just check to see when the album drops”. and so you do, pulling out your phone to see that you were ri- oh.. it was the 24h .. the look on your face must have showed everything that iwazumi needed to know, because when you looked up he had his “ i told you i was right” smirk on. “okay you were right, THIS time. but idc cause you still gonna listen to it with me, the day just changed chump” 

clearing out the draftssss idk idkkk😭😭 sorry yall

[translytherins]

Oikawa: [Y/n]-chan! Is that a hickey on your neck!?!

[Y/n]: No it's not Oikawa-senpai!! This is... Just a mosquito bite!

Iwazumi *walks into the gym*: Good morning everyone

Matsukawa: Good morning mosquito! Hope you had a good nights rest!

Oikawa *gasps dramatically before whining *: Iwa-chan!! How could you steal [Y/n]-chan away from me like that!

*Iwazumi and [Y/n] blushes intensely*

[bxbu-chuu]

This is so Iwaoi coded

[mintmetal]

iwaizumi does the clasp of your heel for you. he’ll sit down on a chair and tap his thigh for you to rest it on, and when you do he’ll press a kiss to your knee; your ankle, handling the clasp with care. when you thank him, he’s smiling up at you, “anything for my pretty girl,” he’ll say, and it makes you swoon every time.

[chosovixen]

NSFW!!

imagine iwa and his big bear arms putting you into a headlock as he pounds into your sloppy cunt from behind.

now imagine him mocking how fucking greedy you are when you push back into him to try and cum quicker. “stupid slut can’t even appreciate how much i’m filling her up. she just wants more and more till she’s drained my balls, huh?”

[kosije]

Your snarky reply adds fuel to the argument. The way your eyebrows scrunch up as your glossed, plush lips voice another complaint. How you kiss your teeth and roll your eyes whenever you thought his excuse was stupid. Whenever you hoist yourself forward with your hands on your hips, slight cleavage poking out as your eyes bore into his.

He just can't help the heat running to his cheeks as he fantasizes about how you'd look so cute a mess under him. His hand reaches to caress your face as you pout, thinking he's not taking you seriously when actually all he can think about is the way your eyes look as if you're thinking of all the same lewd things as him. He’d be sure to apologize later. But right now, he could not care less. Losing all control, he crashes his lips into yours, desperate to calm his beating heart. With every nibble on your lip and tangle of tongues, you both grew needier and needier.

He mercilessly rams himself into you. Tears run down your face as what is meant to insult comes out in incoherent babbles while your nails dig into his back.

"Aww, c'mon baby. Don't tell me you're tapping out already?" His shit-eating grin would usually make you fume at his audacity, but you feel yourself clench around him. His pace picks up and your moans grow more and more desperate as his thrust gets sloppy getting closer to his nth release. Instead of letting his submissive moans add melodies to the beat of his hips slapping against yours, he lets them be drowned out in a messy kiss. The fight in you won't die down despite being caged by his arms onto the wrinkled sheets barely covering your mattress—and you bite his pretty pink bottom lip, drawing blood out.

“Always so aggressive~” His voice is playful, but his eyes are low as he runs his tongue over his fresh wounds.

“I wonder if you can keep that same fight in you, angel.” He sneers while roughly grabbing your chin, forcing your lips together as if you were puckering up. His free hand moves from your hips to rub circles on your clit, causing your hips to jolt from all the stimulation. Despite the tight hold he has on your face, you still manage to let out strained mewls that caused his cock to twitch inside you as he rubbed you more violently. 

The coil deep within your gut had winded up so much you doubted you could hold out for much longer. Nearing your release, your resolve melted as your hands moved from his back to stroke his cheeks; an action that made his sadistic streak falter enough to loosen the hold on your jaw and move to the back of your neck as he kissed you with more devotion than pure lust. By how your cries became more throaty and his strokes got more and more sloppy, you could both tell you two were close.

“Gonna cum, baby? Be a good girl and cum for me~shit mhm y-yes, just l-like that~”

Just the last thrust causes you to come undone all over again. Mutual moans ring out as he rides out his orgasm before weakly falling on top of you. Flushed and out of breath, he mumbles a weak,

"One more round?"

"...Go to bed."

atsumu; daichi; iwazumi; kyotani; suna; toji; gojo; geto; dabi; keigo

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[miya-rin]

whenever someone is in a “please can you pretend to be my boyfriend” situation they will always turn to iwaizumi hajime to stand in, and you were no different.

when you were dragged to a house party by your friends your first year of college, you didn’t expect for there to be so many eyes on you. and it may just be because you looked good in your outfit, but it felt different, especially when you made eye contact with one guy who looked a little older than you, but despite the age gap he stared you down like he wanted to eat you alive.

a feeling of dread washed over you and you scan around the room for something, anything that can help you. and thats when your eyes fall on him.

iwaizumi hajime.

you had never really spoken to him before, only once or twice during your shared maths class, but you didn’t really have a choice at that moment, so you walk up to him.

“hi,” oh shit you’re really doing this, “my names yn.” you’re nervous, incredibly nervous. you’re pretty sure he can see it on your face.

“i know, we share some classes together, are you okay? you seem kinda off.” he looks worried, its a look that you don’t see often from strangers, he actually wants to help you.

“please can you pretend to be my boyfriend?” that catches him off guard, you can tell by the way his drink gets caught in his throat and his eyes go wide.

he was not expecting that.

“excuse me?”

“just for a little bit, this guy keeps staring at me and its making me really uncomfortable, i get the question was sudden and we don’t know each other but please, i’m begging you, can you go along with it?”

“..yeah sure, i don’t see why not. sit down.”

“there’s nowhere to sit..?” you look at him puzzled as he starts to pat his lap. oh.

“sit. if you’re comfortable of course, it would just make it more believable.”

hesitantly you get on your tip toes and as you are about you hoist yourself up he grabs onto either side of your waist and lifts you up, then places you down until you are flush against him. to say you are flustered would be an understatement. and the way he naturally wraps his arms around you makes it worse, its like he’s meant to do this.

iwaizumi is attractive, you would have to either be blind or an idiot to not admit that, but being like this with him was so…weird, in a good way.

it felt normal, almost too normal, like you two had been friends (or maybe something more) for years. and you weren’t complaining.

“who is it?” his breath is fanning over your neck ever so slightly and his hands were playing with the hem of your shirt. ”the one that’s bothering you.”

“you see that guy in the corner over there, long-ish hair, striped shirt and a sorta scruffy excuse for a beard?” that makes him chuckle, its a beautiful sound.

“yeah i see him, he looks a little old don’t ya think?”

“yeah thats the whole problem, he looks like 5 years older than me.” you turn you head to face hajime, hes staring at you already.

“you know…i have an idea to get him to lay off, its all up to you though.” you know what he’s thinking, you were hoping he’d ask.

“and what would that be?” his face changes, its slight but definitely there, he looks more confident, like he knows what you are gonna say.

“let me kiss you,” his hand snakes up your arm and settles on your nape, “it would sure get rid of him.”

“go for it, kiss me.” and thats all he needs before he gently places his lips against yours, staying still for a second or two before he starts moving, turning his head slightly to get a better angle.

it all feels so right.

you both pull away to catch your breath, having the same idea you look for the man that was staring at you, only to find him gone.

“well,” he starts, “looks like it worked.” he looks proud of himself, but the boyish grin on his face, the blush on his cheeks, and the fact that he is all fidgety now tells you that he didn’t just do it to help you, he wanted to kiss you, so why not give him what he wants?

“im not sure hajime, i think we should carry on, you know, just to make sure he is actually gone.” your hands start to play with the hair above his neck and he gets this wobbly smile across his face.

he likes the sound of that.

“i mean if it would make you feel better then i guess i should, shouldn’t i?”

“absolutely.” you say before you pull him back into you.

you went home that night with a new phone contact and a not-so-pretend boyfriend.

[houseoftulips]

Bar Scenes | Haikyuu Men ~ the one where me - the author - is a sucker for meeting at the bar/club troupes

➤ pairing: bokuto kōtarō, kuroo tetsuro, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei x fem!reader (separate)

➤ mentions of: fluff, alcohol, a bit suggestive, literally the men being down bad from the start, sorry some are shorter than other, this is very much self-indulgent, half proof-read

➤ note: i love reading stories with the love interests meet at the bar troupe, idk why. so, here’s one of many takes on different troupes i love to read

navi.

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Bokuto Kōtarō ~ he sees you first

Personally I feel like Bokuto would see you first when you walk into the bar across the dance floor from where he’s at. Like immediately he’s head over heels for you.

But a part of him gets so flustered over you that’s he’d get shy instantly considering how much of a people person he is. He also tells Akaashi the second the words come to mind when he saw you.

“God Akaashi, she’s was so beautiful!” he says with a whine and a pout. You were long lost out of his view.

“Then go up to her, Bo. You know how to talk to people better than me so I’m your worst wingman,” his best friend says.

Bo pouts before taking the last swig of his beer and scooting himself out of the booth his group is at. “I’m gonna get another beer,” he says to Akaashi who gives him a thumbs up.

Bo continues to pout with a sigh as he slides into a seat at the bar. “Two beers,” he smiles sweetly to the bartender who nods in response. Bo figures he’d drink away his sorrows as much as he can. He can take down beers without feeling remotely tipsy.

The volleyball player dozed off a bit while waiting for beer. He thought about you again as if your presence put a stamp on his memory. He immediately noticed the soft smile you were carrying when one of your friends was talking to you. He noticed the small dimple on one of your cheeks when you giggled at whatever thing your friend said.

He loved the way your outfit molded itself onto your body giving others, especially himself, a glimpse big enough but also small enough to leave imagination behind. But he got rid of those thoughts quickly out of respect for you as if you can read his mind.

Bo sighed again as he was about to grab his beer for a drink. But before he could even lift the bottle up, you came into his view. Literally, you jumped a little into the seat next to him. “Hi, can I have a glass of wine,” you ask with a polite but pretty smile.

His heart nearly stopped and the wheels in his head were going into near overdrive seeing how pretty you are closer into view. Before he could stop himself for opening up his big mouth the words that came to mind went straight to his lips.

“Wow… You’re even prettier up close,” he blurts out while admiring your features.

Your eye’s widened as you turned to look at the rather odd but very handsome looking owl of man next to you. Your cheeks felt like they were going to burn off from how hot the peppered haired man made you feel. “Oh,” you gasp with a nervous laugh, “Were you talking to me?”

Bo’s eyes widened when your big beautiful eyes locked with his gold ones. He actually blurted that out and you heard him. His chest flutter though hearing such sweetness in your voice so he swallowed up his nerves and cleared his throat.

“Yes,” he smiled, “I didn’t mean to say that out loud but you’re so beautiful that I obviously couldn’t hide it.” He laughs as he nervously runs the back of his neck.

Then you laughed. Not a mean or mocking type of laugh. A contagious one that could rot someone’s tooth from how sweet your voice is. Bo laughed with you as your laughter turns into small giggles. “Sorry, I thought that was cute,” you giggled.

“No worries! I’m glad I can make you laugh already,” he smiles as he leans towards you s bit.

You look away from such a handsome face because never have you thought that you’d find someone so attractive. You bit your lip nervously and it made Bo hold back a groan from how fucking sexy you looked doing that.

“I’m Bokuto Kōtarō,” he introduces himself with his hand out towards you.

You smile as you locked gazes with him again. You gently place your hand in his, “L/n Y/n.”

“Beautiful name for a lady such as yourself,” he coos and kisses your knuckles with pride; as if he wasn’t so close to shitting his pants 3 minutes ago.

“Thank you. You should here my phone number,” you smile.

God, did Bo want to marry you right then and there. Since then he was totally smitten over you.

Kuroo Tetsurō ~ smooth/cheesy pickup line

Kuroo would definitely say something super sly and flirty with a small mix of cheesy depending on the person.

He’s definitely got some courage into talking to you first when he saw you seat yourself at the bar as you ordered your drink. Kuroo immediately gets up from his seat to conveniently get a new beer as he shoves a piece of paper into his pocket. He sits next to you while also keeping some space just in case you get uncomfortable and orders his usual. After taking down his order the bartender places your drink in front of you.

Kuroo waits for you to pay and get far enough away from your seat before turning around in his seat and calling after you.

“Miss!” he calls to you over the loud music.

Your turn around and see the bed head looking man standing from where you leaving with a smile. “Hi, how can I help ya?” you smile politely.

“Um, you dropped something,” he nervously laughs as he pulls out his hand towards you.

“Oh! What was it?” you asked curiously.

“My number,” Kuroo says smoothly. Your smile instantly grew wider as you began to laugh with his following right after. “Too much?” he asks with a smile.

You shook your head with a giggle. “Actually no, it was oddly enough,” you say as you let him place the piece of paper in your hand.

“Good but that was the first thing I thought of when I saw you,” he smiles.

Your cheeks hurt from being all giddy over the stranger in front of you. He looks like he just got off work considering the fact he was wearing a suit. But he was tall and handsome, flirty and not in the overbearing way. Him trying and thinking of what he was going to say to you made your heart flutter.

“Well, you got my attention,” you say as you punch in his number on his phone.

Kuroo was so proud of himself to say the least. He’ll happily vent about this encounter to Kenma even though the gamer probably won’t be close to listening to him. He’s sees you type away on your phone for a few seconds before locking eyes with him again. He quickly looks down at his phone feeling it vibrate in his pocket

hi, i’m L/N Y/N <3

Kuroo’s heart couldn’t stop threatening from beating out of his chest. He looked back towards you and introduced himself. “Kuroo Tersurō,” he smiles, “I hope you’re free for dinner next Saturday at 7?”

“Only if you greet me with something smoother than earlier,” you coo.

“Only for you, sweets,” he says with confidence.

Next Saturday came by quickly and Kuroo greeted you with something cheesy but smoother than butter at the chosen restaurant he picked out for the date.

Iwaizumi Hajime ~ the introverts

Both you and Iwa were definitely out of your comfort zone being at a really popular bar/club in the city.

He had to step outside to take a breather from the booze and sweaty bodies filling the club. It was a Friday night and everyone in their mother was out. He was ambushed by Oikawa and his friends in the parking lot of his workplace after his 9 hour shift. Iwa caved into their whining after 20 minutes which led to his current position.

Leaning against the wall on the side of the building, Iwa takes a deep breath with his eyes closed. It was almost just as loud outside as it is inside the club. Then he heard a pair of heels walk into the alleyway a few feet away from him. You both nod at each other with soft smiles as acknowledgment.

“Not your forte?” you ask as your nod your head to the club.

Iwa chucked with a nod of his head. “Not at all. I was dragged my neck to come here,” he says.

You giggle softly, “I was dragged by the hair out of bed,” you counter playfully.

Iwa laughs this time in response. “I was ambushed at work,” he replies back.

“Ah, so we have the worst friends,” you say in a sarcastic tone.

“Definitely the worst,” he smiles as he admires your features. He couldn’t take his eyes off you the second he heard your footsteps come into his field of hearing. “Um, I’m Iwaizumi Hajime,” he introduces.

“L/N Y/N, nice to meet you Iwa,” you say sweetly. Hearing his nickname slip from your lips made his heart almost drop out of his ass, “So, do you have a drink of choice? Or do you prefer the food trucks down the street?” you ask with a slight tilt of your head.

Iwa smiles and didn’t hesitate to answer. “Food trucks,” he answers as he walks towards you. Both of you hold gazes onto each other letting the surrounding neon lights, light up your features. He then offers his arm to you, “Does soup dumplings sound like a good choice?”

“Always,” you say with a factual tone.

“Good,” he says as he walks you both out of the alleyway, “Should you text your friends you’re leaving?” he asks out of curiosity. He doesn’t want anyone thinking he kidnapped you.

“Nah, they’re too busy playing tonsil hockey with their boyfriends,” you laugh making him chuckle.

“Ah, is that not your forte?” he asks in a teasing tone.

You look up at him with this sparkle in you eyes and he knew right away that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. He couldn’t place what it was but with how beautiful you look right now, that’s all he could think about.

“As long as the person that’s getting food with me at the moment is okay with it,” you coo at him.

Iwa smiles softly as he gently grabs your hand and brings it up to his lips. He places soft kisses on your knuckles that immediately made your stomach do all types of flips.

“I got you, doll…”

After that night, you both made it an annual thing to go to food trucks on your anniversaries and to make out after to reminisce.

Matsukawa Issei ~ you curve every guy but him

Issei only goes to bars/clubs to pass time. He never actually indulges himself in anything other than an occasional swig of his drink.

But this time, all night he was watching you dance away the mountains of alcohol you were happily taking down.

He would definitely just look from afar because he wouldn’t want to ruin your fun more than what other guys he was watching doing. Issei watched at least four guys try to grind their way behind your moving figure on the dance floor but you’d immediately stop and decline their unwanted partnership.

Thankfully, they didn’t take it to heart but definitely had the egos popped considering how disappointed they looked when they gave you your space. Issei didn’t bother to try after watching the first guy walk away with a pout so he’s been admiring you from the bar.

After some time, Issei was busy talking to his old high school classmates that he finally rid of you from his mind. He didn’t want to come off as creepy just in case it was coming off that way so he instead chose to listen to Oikawa’s drunken rambling. But Issei naturally tuned him out like he usually does and goes back to look at you at the dance floor.

Much to his surprise, he caught you staring at him before quickly looking away from his direction. His cheeks flooded in red and heat because the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen was staring at him.

Then on cue, the music transitioned into a slower yet sexier song making everyone hastily find a dance partner to grind on like high schoolers. As usual, Issei wasn’t going to indulge but that was until he felt someone poke his shoulder.

He turned around locking eyes with yours and his cheeks flushed almost comically. Your smile made his heart melt. “Hi,” you say with a nervous giggle.

Issei cleared his throat and shyly replied back, “Hi.”

“Do you want to join me?” you ask as you nod your head to the dance floor.

Issei didn’t even say a word in response as he put his beer down and got up from his seat. He felt like he got a rush of adrenaline knowing that you chose him to want to dance with. “I’d love to join you,” he coos as he takes your hand in his.

He leads you both to the dance floor ignoring the supportive howls from his friends back at the bar. Mentally he is thanking Oikawa for telling him to loosen up a bit tonight so here he is with you.

Once you both found a bit of space, you didn’t hesitate to wrap your arms around his neck. Issei had to hold back a groan as he felt your fingers run through the back of his hair. He gently slotted one of his legs between yours, letting both of your bodies mold into each other’s hold. His hands settled just above your waist to ensure you that he’d guide you through the song.

God, Issei loved having you in his arms; forget the fact that he has every inch of your body in his grasps. He loves the fact that it’s you in his grasp. He just wanted to keep you in his arms for the rest of his life the second your chests pressed against one another. Feeling your fingers in his hair made him want to fall asleep right the on the dance floor.

After a bit of dancing and by a bit? You guys danced to near endless amount of songs together. So much so that you just realized you never asked for his name. You had slightly pulled away from him; just enough to gaze into each other’s eyes and rest your foreheads against each other. Your bodies swayed to the music as you giggle softly making him raise an eyebrow with a soft smile on his face.

“What’s up, love?” he asks in a gentle tone like there’s no music blasting out your ear drums.

“Never got your name, handsome,” you coo at him as you play with his small curls behind his head.

“Matsukawa Issei,” he says as he softly pulls one of your hands to his lips to seal his introduction with a kiss. He then keeps your hand in his hold against his chest, “Yours, pretty girl?”

“L/N Y/N,” you smile as you ghost your nose over his, “I’m very pleased to meet you.”

“Beautiful,” he murmured against your lips, “May I be frank?”

“Go ahead,” you smile.

“I can’t help wonder what your lips taste like,” he mumbled making you giggle. Then in a blink of an eye, he felt something soft, warm, and almost cherry flavored against his lips. This time he let out a soft groan he didn’t want to hide anymore.

The hand that was keeping yours locked in his was free from your grasp just so he could cup the side of your face gently. He was desperate to have you closer to him than you already are. And just as he was falling deeper for you, he felt some eyes lingering around.

His eyes opened for a moment only to immediately lock eyes with one of the guys you had turned down previously. He internally smirked and swelled with pride seeing how betrayed the stranger looked. Then he feel back into bliss with you, erasing everything that happened to be there with you.

You both pulled away with lovesick smiles on your faces. His thumb caressed your cheek making you feel warm and safe in his hold. “You know I’d love to show you off like this for the rest of my life,” he smiled softly with a nervous laugh.

You laughed as you stood on your tip-toes to place a kiss on his nose. “I sure hope so, handsome…”

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HAIKYUU DRABBLE<3

(Iwazumi x Oikawa!)

Oikawa: (Making Iwazumi’s coffee) “How do you want it?”

Iwazumi: Rough and hard with a daddy here and there.

Oikawa: …

Iwazumi…

Oikawa: YOU HAVE A DADDY KI-

Iwazumi: Not. Another. Word.