#kuroo tetsuro x volleyball player reader

[sachirobabe]

Chapter 4

Kuroo Tetsurou x reader

Wc: 2758

Summary: You, a dedicated member of the girls' volleyball team, find an unexpected connection with Kuroo Tetsurou. Igniting a bond over shared passions and stolen moments, love blossoms on the court; all because you met him at a captains meeting.

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Taglist: @merlucide, @lemurzsquad, @02shuuu

"So?" Yaku sits down at the lunch table, slamming his lunch, making Kuroo jump a little in his seat.

"So what?" Kuroo pretends to not know what the blonde is asking for.

Yaku clicks his tongue, "Can you believe him?" He gets Kai's attention, "He doesn't shut up about this girl for almost 3 years and when he finally hangs out with her, suddenly he has nothing to say?!"

Kai chuckles, "I hate to say it Kuroo, but he's right."

"Shhh!" Kuroo looks around, making sure nobody is listening, "Will you shut your big mouth? Somebody will hear."

"Like everybody doesn't know." Kenma rolls his eyes.

"They don't! Only you guys do." Kuroo frowns.

"Not true." Yaku shakes his head.

"The other guys on the team know as well." Kenma says before focusing back to his phone. Kuroo continues to roll his eyes.

"Well, are you not gonna tell us?" Yaku says, still speaking very loudly.

Kuroo can't fight the smile creeping up on his face, just thinking of you makes his entire being swoon.

"He's blushing." Yaku nudges Kai, "God, you're so down bad." Kuroo ignores him and continues to eat his lunch.

"C'mon Kuroo, we've endured 3 years of you talking about her, just tell us what happened." Yaku is still determined to get this man to talk.

"After the captains meeting, we got some food and talked for a little." Kuroo stays quiet, remembering how pretty you looked the entire time you were with him. "She got onigiri and I payed, I wish I could've seen her surprised face again, it was adorable." He continued to ramble on.

Yaku was deeply invested on his captains love life, he listened to Kuroo go on and on about you.

"The way she had her hair suited her so well, and she even playfully nudged me, I swear my skin is shining from the spot where she touched me—" He goes to show his teammates the spot where you touched him, but he was interrupted.

"Okay okay, lover boy, I asked for how it went, not for you to declare your love to her for the millionth time." Yaku rolls his eyes, already hearing him talk about how pretty and nice you are.

"You asked, I'm simply just telling you how it went." Kuroo crosses his arms over his chest.

"No, I didn't ask for you to gush all over her." The blonde glares.

"Alright, doesn't matter." Kai intervenes, "What happened after eating?"

"I was going to walk her home, but we heard thunder so she quickly left before I could offer." Kuroo's smile falters a little.

"That's why you don't have a girlfriend." Yaku shakes his head.

"He doesn't have one cause all he does is talk about

Y/n, but never makes a move." Kenma quietly says. "You guys are being loud." He pockets his phone and begins to walk away from them.

"Who waits 3 years to finally talk to their crush? I thought you were more bold." Yaku goes on.

"You've never had one either." Kuroo rolls his eyes, "Plus I get nervous around her. Look at her."

Yaku and Kai groan, not wanting to hear him go on again. It's no hate to you, they think you're kind, but their friend is a wimp who is making them suffer by not doing anything to advance your guys' non existent relationship.

You're sitting on top of a desk near your coach, Himari right next to you as she chews on some pocky.

"Don't you guys have better things to do?" Coach Mori raises an eyebrow at the two of you.

"No." You both say in unison and she rolls her eyes, you two spend way too much time together. You're basically psychic.

"Tell us some drama." Himari has a glint in her eye.

"There is none. And if there was, I wouldn't be allowed to tell." Mori glares and continues to type on her computer.

"Aw, come one. Just a little? What about that guy you were talking to?" You swung your feet.

Mori turns in her seat, "What about the boys' captain?"

Himari looks confused, "Kuroo Tetsurou? He's cute."

"He's flirting with her." Mori points her finger to you.

"No way." Himari is baffled.

"What? You're delusional." You laugh. "He is cute, though." You whisper to Himari and she lightly pushes you.

"You should've seen them at the captains meeting."

"Bro, change the rules so vice captains can go, I need to see this." Himari laughs.

"We were being friendly!" You raise your hands as if it's obvious. "You never used to bug me about the previous captains."

"Because the previous captains didn't look at you the way he does." Mori rolls her eyes. "Now shoo, the bell is about to ring."

"Nothing is going on." You clarify and your coach plugs her ears, not wanting to hear any of it. "Can you believe her?" You say to Himari as the two of you walk out of class.

"I'd have to see for myself." Himari shrugs and you gasp.

"You believe her?" You feel betrayed.

"Mori is never wrong when it comes to guys." Himari says confidently.

"Oh yeah? Well she was wrong about the last guy she went on a date with, he stood her up." You furrow your brows.

"I meant for other people." She laughs, "Remember when Izumi got cheated on last year? Mori called it."

How could you forget, she warned her just by meeting the boy once. "Coincidence. I mean, look at him." You open the door for class and walk in.

"Or when she knew my cousin was gonna marry her boyfriend. After they dated for a week." She emphasized.

You roll your eyes, "Uh huh."

"She's never wrong. Now I know Kuroo Tetsurou has a crush on you." She winks and pokes your cheek. You continue to deny, you had just gotten to get to know him.

Classes trudged on, it was the second week and you're already sick of it. You were looking forward to practice today, the practice match with the boys had you almost on the edge of your seat.

The lineup you drew during the captains meeting was the one being used for this practice match. It wasn't completely set in place, your coach would make tweaks where ever needed.

You and a few other members began to change, you could barely hold your excitement, you were basically buzzing. Without a word, you quickly left the club room and made your way to the gym.

"She's happy." Misaki, your libero laughs.

"The girl's been begging for 3 years for this." Himari sighs, closing her locker and leaves.

A few boys were already in the gym setting up, you figured they had it down.

"Um, excuse me?" You hear a voice and turn, seeing Kenma stand before you. "Do you want us to put the net at the girls height?"

"No, the men's is fine. We practice with it anyway." You say and continue to look at the rotations on the clipboard. Kenma's a little surprised, but goes to the others to tell them to raise it a bit more.

"You seem ready." Coach Mori chuckles, taking her clipboard from you, "You got them down, don't worry."

"I was just memorizing the others', in case we get confused." You say.

"Go stretch." She rolls her eyes, you begin forming a small circle of your teammates as they slowly join.

"Wait so in the 2nd rotation I serve, but once we lose the point Rikako comes in for me?" Emi, your right side asks. Rikako was a first year, and a damn good one, her passes were amazing.

"Yeah, we need your serves." Himari says, watching you from the corner of your eye trying to decide who's got serve and who's receiving.

You jog back to your coach, who orders the team to huddle up. "We got serve." You say.

"You finally won a coin toss!" Aiko slaps your back, she was another passer.

"I don't always lose?" You frown, your coach gets all of your attention again and begins to go over rotations quickly.

"Go out there and play." Your coach breaks you all out and the starters head onto the court. You started off in the right front, Himari behind you with the ball, next to her was Keiko; a middle blocker, she was waiting for Misaki to sub in for her, Naomi was next to her in left back, Emi in left front, then Mei standing in front of the net, checking out the boys' heights. She was 6'1.

Kuroo started in the left front, then Kai, and Yamamoto in right front. Yaku was in right back for Inuoka, Kenma was in middle back, and Fukunaga was in left back.

Your coach hides her hand behind her back, telling Himari where to serve.

"You nervous?" Kuroo asks you from the other side of the net.

You scoff, "Not in the slightest." He smirks and pulls back to hide Kenma so he doesn't have to pass. You get ready to switch with Emi, as soon as the whistle blows you're in the left position with your arms ready by your head.

You watch the ball go over the net and aim for Kuroo, he passes the ball with ease, giving Kenma an easy ball to work with. You watch Kenma carefully, dissecting his every move.

His back was arched slightly in mid air, giving you the hint that he was going to give it to Yamamoto, "Right!" You yell and were correct when the ball left his hands.

You and Mei get ready to block him, she takes away his cross shot easily because of her insane height, meanwhile you were really only good for getting touches.

"Straight!" Naomi yells and prepares to receive the ball.

Yamamoto yells something you didn't quite catch, but he hits right through Mei's block, she wasn't expecting such a hard hit. The ball begins the fall short in front of Misaki, but she saves it with one hand.

"Himari, left!" You yell, knowing the original play was out of the question when the receive was wonky. Himari knows she can count on you, she sends the ball your way and you wait for the ball to reach its peak, then beginning your approach.

You may have been on the shorter side of your team, but you worked a ton on your vertical. You soar into the air, seeing Kai and Kuroo's strong arms, you decided to give it your all and try to break through the block.

Which you did, it landed in front of Kenma after it ricocheted off of Kai's hands. You land back down and begin cheering with your team.

"Nice save, my bad." Mei apologies.

"Don't worry, you'll get it." Misaki encourages.

"Great set as always, Himari." You smile, giving her a high five and she blows you a kiss as a joke.

"Nice job, ladies, get another Himari." Your coach nods to her. You roll the ball towards her and you face forward again.

You watch Kenma bring his team together and say a few things.

"I know you were scared to try and hit through my block." Kuroo sassily said, walking back.

"Oh please." You laugh. "I could any day."

"We'll see." He gives you a wink then goes back to pass.

The whistle blew and the ball was sent over, you perceptively watched Kenma, you knew he liked to play tricks with his eyes and fake body movement.

This time Yaku gave a perfect pass to Kenma and he sets it to Kuroo, he gives a powerful hit in between the gap of the block.

It slams right in between Misaki snd Naomi, both fail to get a hand on the ball.

"Sorry, I'll do a better job of closing the gap." Mei cringes at herself for such a stupid mistake.

"It's all good, focus on the next one." You pat her back.

"We'll do better too!" Naomi nods to Misaki.

"We're good guys, cmon let's go, next point." Himari says. The rallies were back and forth, to be honest you weren't really looking at the score too often, you were having so much fun despite how competitive you could get.

Point after point, you all learned something and were able to adapt for the next point. Both sides had great back and forth rallies, but ultimately, you lost the first set.

"Don't be too down, we've never played a boys team before. This is new." Your coach said.

"We're not too far off in height, it's mostly just Kuroo and Kai we have to worry about." Himari states, out of breath, but a huge smile on her face. You can tell she's having fun too.

"We got this next one, guys, let's go." You break the team out and begin the second set. This time your team is the one to back it up by one rotation. You're in middle front, Emi wasn't the best at receiving serves, so you pulled back to hide her further in the back.

You wipe your shoes to make sure they weren't slippery before getting into position. Yamamoto is now up to serve, you are now starting to question why Kenma wasn't their first server.

He serves to you, it was very powerful, but you were able to read it and direct it towards Himari, your arms stung a little after receiving it.

It was a perfect pass, so Himari went for the quick attack with Mei, which successfully made it over the net, despite Kuroo being amazing at blocking. It was received easily and thrown back at your team by Fukunaga.

The game ended with you guys taking the second set, but they took the third. You all shake hands, out of breath. Even though your team lost, you were happy to finally be able to play with the boys. It was definitely great practice for both sides.

"What happened?" Kuroo says, finding you after the practice match, you were drinking from your water bottle talking to your coach, a few members were taking down the net.

"I believe you lost a set." You shrugged and laughed. Your coach eyed the boy, watching his mannerisms with you.

"I believe you lost the game." He chuckled and you deadpan.

"Next week. Just you wait." You say, "Oh, I was meaning to talk to you about your lineup." He turns his head like a confused puppy. "Why don't you have Kenma serve first?"

"Yamamoto has a good serve." He says.

"You should try having Kenma serve, that way he gets more back row time and you'd have 3 hitters in the front for longer." You explain.

He thinks for a moment, "That could work. I'll tell coach." He smiles, "Thanks. You play good, by the way. I haven't been able to watch many matches, but I've heard some things."

"Bad things?" You raise an eyebrow.

"No," He laughs, "of course not. I've heard your hits are powerful and you read the ball well."

"Thank you, Kuroo." You say. "You know, we'd always go and support your games, but I see that's not reciprocated." You jokingly roll your eyes.

"Hey, cut us some slack," He chuckles, "We'll be present more often." He promises. Coach Nekomata calls Kuroo over and he gives you a small smile before leaving.

You're left with your coach and Himari, who you didn't realize came over to gossip with her sister. You deadpan looking at them.

"She's telling me what her great mind is predicting." Himari smiles widely.

"Oh shut up." You roll your eyes. "I don't believe your so called gift."

"I'm never wrong, hun." Coach Mori shrugs and begins to pack up. "You're always welcome to ask for my opinion."

"Yeah sure." You narrow your eyes at her, "You ready?" Himari nods and takes one last sip of her water bottle before putting it with the rest.

"You FINALLY talked to her in person, wow." Yaku smiles at his tall friend.

"Will you be quiet?" Kuroo looks around.

"Everybody knows, dude." Yamamoto says, "I'm surprised she doesn't with how much you look at her." He laughs. "Can't blame you, though."

Kuroo turns his head so quickly at his teammate, "Nuh uh, you're not allowed to be jealous when you haven't done shit." Yaku laughs and walks away.

Kuroo rubs his forehead, his team was going to make his age so quickly with how much they stress him out.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Comparing you to their Ex-Girlfriend

Kuroo Tetsuro x Fem! Reader; Suna Rintaro x Fem! Reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: Angst to Comfort, the boys are MAJOR DICKS, swearing, alcoholism in Kuroos’, Kenma and Osamu taking their shots 😌, in Suna’s reader falls asleep in her car and it obviously looks weird but she’s just sleeping!

A/N: just me, being self-indulgent again 💅 I’m working on trying to improve my descriptive skills and I figured I’d share my attempts

Kuroo

You and Tetsuro had a great relationship. You had both worked hard to establish trust after your previously failed attempts at love. No relationship was perfect and you definitely had your fair share of troubles, often finding yourself disagreeing with your boyfriend over random things. You both had strong opinions and that was ok, you respected each other and made your relationship work.

Both you and Tetsuro worked long hours at your jobs. He was the sports promoter for Japan’s men’s volleyball and you worked hard in your chosen profession. While you had worked hard to establish a distinction between your home and work life, sometimes your boyfriend found it difficult.

He was always working, always scheming up new ways to bring awareness to the sport. His newest venture had been centered on creating an All Stars match featuring some of Japan’s finest players from all around the world.

You loved Tetsuro with your entire heart but you couldn’t help but feel second in his world at times. You understood how important it was to him and how hard he worked but you still struggled with sharing your boyfriend especially when he was at home.

You had been excited for the weekend, having planned an extravagant date for your and Tetsuro’s two year anniversary. He was coming home at 5 pm to shower and get ready, your reservations were set for 7pm at the cities hottest new restaurant. Your mutual friend, Kenma, had helped hook you up with reservations that were extremely hard to come by.

Everything was planned out perfectly, your outfit, makeup and hair were flawless. You had even splurged on a special lingerie set just for tonight. When 5pm rolled around and Tetsuro hadn’t showed up, you messaged him. You figured his meeting had run a little late but you weren’t too concerned. However, when 5:30 then 6 followed by 6:30 and 7 came you became extremely concerned. You hard called him a dozen times, text him well over that, concerned something serious might have happened.

At 7:45pm, the door finally opened as you shot up from your seat on the couch. You watched as your boyfriend strolled in, tie lose and looking exhausted. He set his briefcase down, before taking his shoes off and looking at you.

“Hey baby, sorry I’m late today was ridiculous! What’s for dinner? I’m starving,” he said, removing his tie and walking into your shared bedroom. You stared at him, completely flabbergasted by how he was acting. Had he really forgotten? This had to be some sick joke.

“Tetsuro,” you said as he hummed a response and walked out into the living room.

“Wow babe you look incredible! Did you have a work meeting today?” He said making his way to the kitchen, “are we ordering our tonight? I hope it’s from that dumpling place we got last week!”

You continued to stare at him, your eyes practically drying out from not blinking, “Tetsuro did you forget we were going out tonight?”

He stopped, turning and sighing, “YN I’m so sorry- my boss came into town and he wanted to see how the developments were coming along, I completely spaced it.”

“And you completely spaced answering your phone or at least letting me know you’d be late? I was worried sick Tetsuro!” You shouted, angry not only because your plans were ruined but because he didn’t even think to let you know about what was going on.

“YN it’s not that big of a deal, we can go out to that place anytime. I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he responded as he came closer, extending his arms as you backed away.

“No Tetsuro, you always promise me and you never deliver. I’ve been flexible, I’ve been accommodating because I know you love your job but it seems that I need to be volleyball shaped in order to get any attention!” You shouted as he narrowed his gaze on you.

“YN don’t you think you’re overreacting? You said it yourself, you how important this is to me,” he said as you stood there, mouth agape.

“Tetsuro, I’m asking for you to be a boyfriend to me, to give me a little time and affection and you think I’m over exaggerating?” You yell. You were so mad and you had every right to be. You stood there, staring at him as he shook his head and began to mumble, “speak up Tetsuro! I know you have something you want to say!”

“I never had this problem when I was with Ally! She knew how important my work was and she never bothered me like you do!” He spat out as you reeled back. How could he bring her up? How could he stoop so low as to bring up the one person who had made you fell inferior.

Ally was Tetsuro’s ex girlfriend and his first love. She had broken up with him right after college when she decided to move abroad. When you met him, he was heartbroken and you slowly worked to help mend what she had wrecked and now he had the audacity to bring her up?

You turned, grabbing your keys and your phone and began walking towards the door. You slipped on your heels, opening the door and leaving Tetsuro standing in the kitchen, absolutely stunned at what he had said. He hadn’t thought about her in so long, why did her memory come flooding back in that moment?

He heard the door close as his breath hitched, realizing you had left. “Fuck- FUCK!” He shouted as he quickly grabbed his keys and ran after you, only to find your car gone. He paced in your parking spot, hand pulling at his hair as the words sank in.

Meanwhile, you drove, mascara running freely down your cheeks as you sobbed and pulled up to an apartment building. Getting out, you walked up the stairs and hit the buzzer.

“Hello?” A voice answered

“K-Kenma, it’s Yn! Can I come up please?!?” You cried as the door buzzed and you ran into the building, Kenma meeting you at his door. You fling yourself into his embrace as he rubbed your back.

“YN are you ok? Is Kuroo ok? What happened?!?” Kenma said, panicked as you pulled away.

“He-he was late coming home and we were suppose to go out for dinner for our anniversary. When he came home, he completely forgot about our plans, saying some bullshit about his boss coming or something,” you blubbered out, “and when I confronted him, he got defensive and then- then he said how Ally would have never bothered him about his work!”

You cried harder as Kenma sighed and hugged you close. Kenma knew all about Ally and how she had broken Kuroo. He knew how much he had loved her and how broken he was when she left. He had spent many late nights up with his friend, talking him down from flying across the world for a girl who didn’t want to be with him or picking his friend up, wasted at the bar and puking because of the pain he felt.

However, all of that changed when Kuroo met you. You made him happy again, you made him smile and laugh more than anyone else ever had. Kenma remembers how the memory of Kuroo’s former love faded, and how it was replaced with the love for you. He knew Kuroo loved you more than life itself, but he couldn’t deny how stupid his friend had been.

“Come on in Yn, let’s talk ok?” Kenma said as you nodded and the door behind you closed.

Kuroo sat in your apartment, eyes red with tears as he cried. How could he do something so awful, say something so unforgivable to you? He thought back to before he met you and how he knew his relationship with Ally was ending. He thought about how she pulled away, saying “I love you” less and less until she finally told him she was leaving and wanted to end the relationship. He was so broken, so pained from the experience of losing his first love.

He drank to numb the pain, sometimes staying late at his office and passing out with a whiskey in his hands. He thought he’d never be able to find someone again. Then, like an Angel, you appeared at his office door. You were so beautiful, so incredibly perfect. It was like God himself had placed you there. You helped him pull himself out from the drinking, from the self-loathing into loving himself again. It was because of you that he had become so successful at work, your support always spurring him on.

He rested his head on his hands, looking at his phone as his background lit up from a notification. The picture was of you two on the night he had confessed his love to you. You were both so happy, your smile filling the screen.

He stood up, grabbing his shoes and slipping them on, his keys and phone going to his pocket. He knew exactly where you went, where you always went, where he would go.

It was late when his car pulled up behind yours, relieved he had been right and that you were safe. He ran up the stairs, ringing the buzzer to his friends apartment.

“Come one come on- hello?!?” He said as the button beeped and he swung the door open. Kenma greeted him in the hallway, standing guard at the door with a scowl on his face.

“You’re an idiot,” he said

“I know-”

“Literally the scum of the earth!” Kenma growled

“I know-”

“I should call Bokuto to come kick your ass!” Kenma whisper shouted

“And I’d deserve it,” Kuroo said as he looked at his friend, “I fucked up- I royally fucked up dude and I hate myself. I hate myself for hurting her and I know I don’t deserve her but she deserves to know how sorry I am.”

“Be quiet when you go inside, she’s sleeping,” Kenma said, moving out of the way as Kuroo walked in. He saw you curled up, asleep on the couch as he quietly approached you. Your face was stained with tears, indicating how badly his words stung. He sat down, next to the couch and watched you as Kenma watched from the corner. He gently grazed you face, moving your hair from it.

“YN, baby,” he said as you gently woke up, your eyes softly meet his teary ones, “baby I fucked to so bad and I’m so sorry. I know I hurt you and I know I don’t deserve you. You’ve made my life worth living and I love you so much. I understand if you don’t want to talk to me and I’ll gladly leave the apartment for a while but please, just know how incredibly sorry I am. I’m not going to make any excuses for what I did or said. I shouldn’t have forgotten about your anniversary and I shouldn’t have said such awful things. I’m a terrible boyfriend and you are so fucking incredible. You’ve supported me in everything and I ruined it all.”

You laid there, your eyes tearing up as you listened to him. As much as his words stung, knowing how awful he felt for saying them and what he had done hurt worse. You sat up, reaching for his cheek as you caressed it.

“Tetsu, I love you more than anything and it really hurt me when you said those things. I really try to let you do your job because I know how important it is but I also miss you. I miss seeing you and spending time with you and I just wanted us to have a nice night,” you said, tears flowing as he looked at you.

“I know baby, and I’m so sorry for everything! I promise, no more working late. If I can’t get it done by 5pm, I’ll leave it for the next day. I want to be there for you YN,” he said as you smiled.

“That’s all I ask Tetsuro.”

Suna

You had known Rintarō a while before you started dating the middle blocker. You had always been attracted to him and when he finally asked you out, you were ecstatic.

Your relationship was good and solid. You had your fair share of ups and downs but what relationship didn’t? You and Rin argued occasionally about minor things, sometimes going to bed angry but then eventually sorting out your issue over the next few days. No fight had ever been serious enough to warrant more than the silent treatment for, at max, a day.

Being the girlfriend of a middle blocker for a professional volleyball team was not only exhausting but also time consuming. You always went to Rin’s games, traveling a few hours if you had to just to show your support and while he never explicitly told you, you knew he appreciated it.

Thankfully, his most recent game was at home against a revival team. Rin did exceptional, per the usual, with EJP beating the opposing team in straight sets. You cheered as the men all lined up to thank their fans, as you quickly hurried to the court.

The usual flood of fan girls overran the team as you tried to make your way to your boyfriend. “Hey YN! Thanks for coming out! Rin’s over there,” Washio, Rin’s fellow middle blocker, said as you hugged him and made your way over to your boyfriend.

You smiled and waved as he nodded at you, the girls surrounding him as he tried his best to calm them. “Ladies please,” he said as you stood back, waiting patiently. He would usually come over to you, giving you a kiss and hugging you in front of everyone. You had never been insecure about your relationship, especially knowing Rin was a superstar because he always made time for you.

However, as he continued to smile and sign autographs, you stood there waiting and waiting and waiting. Soon, twenty minutes had passed and Rin hadn’t come up to even acknowledge your existence. You figured he was just excited, this was a big game after all and he definitely deserved to celebrate but when he headed to the locker room, not even acknowledging your existence, that you deflated.

He had never ignored you for this long or failed to acknowledge your presence. You sighed, waiting for him to emerge from the locker room. When he finally did, you wait again as he talked with Komori, the teams Libero. In fact, it wasn’t until Komori waved at you, that Rin finally seemed to acknowledge you were waiting.

“Oh hey babe, I’ll meet you at home ok? Im going out with the guys for dinner!” He said before waving at you and rushing from the gym. You stood there, hands clasped as you nodded, trying hard not to let your emotions take over. Your turned on your heels, heading to your car and going home to your empty apartment.

When Rin finally came home, it was almost 11pm. You sat up, from on the couch as he entered and removed his shoes. “Man I’m beat! Im going to head to bed babe,” he said, kissing the top of your head as you stared at him. He had barely acknowledged you at all tonight and all you wanted to do was celebrate with him.

Since you and Rin had always had an open relationship, you decided that it was best to express your concerns to him. Maybe he just needed to be reminded that you were there to support him.

“Hey Rin, uhh you didn’t hug me or kiss me tonight after the game,” you said, standing in the doorway of the bedroom as he took his shirt off, throwing it beside the laundry basket.

“Yeah sorry I was busy. It was kind of a big night ya know?” he chuckled as he went to your en suite, grabbing his face wash and continuing about his routine.

“It- it just kind of hurt you know? You always kiss me after a game,” you said, playing with your fingers as you looked into the bathroom mirror. You saw him roll his eyes as he shook his hands, grabbing a towel to dry them.

“Geez Yn it was one time for fucks sakes, please tell me you aren’t going to make a big deal out of this and ruin what WAS a good night?” He said, walking out of the bathroom and past you to the bed.

“Rin, I’m not trying to ruin your night, it’s just that, well I’m feeling a little unappreciated I guess,” You said as he looked at you, confusion growing on his face.

“Seriously Yn? You really want to do this now? Im exhausted and I’m not in the mood,” he began to shout as you whinced, not wanting to start anything but knowing what you had to say was important.

“Rin I-”

“You know, Jenna never acted this way after I won a game. I’d come home and she’d let me be!” He spat as you stood frozen. You couldn’t be he had brought her up, of all the people, why her? You felt your body heat up, your emotions overtaking you as you watched Rin get into bed and turn the light off.

How could he have said that? How could he have possibly brought his past girlfriend up? You knew about Rin and Jenna, how they had mutually broken up a few months before you met him. He didn’t seem to hold any animosity towards her but he never talked much about her and certainly he’d never brought her up during a fight.

Slowly backing out of your shared room, you closed the door as your eyes filled with tears. Not only had he utterly tore you down but he brought up someone from his past, something he knew would hurt you.

You mindlessly walked to the kitchen, grabbing your keys and purse before turning off the lights and silently leaving your apartment. You headed to your car, sitting in the drivers seat as the emotions finally hit. You let it all out, whaling as the tears fell in waves. You couldn’t scream, you couldn’t make any noise, everything was caught in your throat as you tried but failed to let it out. Finally, managing a breath, your body shuttered as you screamed, your head resting on your steering wheel as you continued to cry.

Rin tossed and turned in bed, his body exhausted but he couldn’t sleep. He had instantly regretted what he said about his ex, mentally berating himself for ever saying anything. He thought about what you said, about how you felt. He hadn’t meant to ignore you, he had just gotten caught up in all the excitement of winning. He felt like a complete ass, letting you walk out after he had said such awful things.

He noticed the light in the living room was dim, figuring you had just fallen asleep on the couch. He’ll admit this wasn’t the first time you two had slept apart due to a fight but this time he knew it was all his fault. Truthfully, he hated being without you, he hated sleeping alone. He loved how cuddly and soft you were next to him. He loved the feeling of your body and how your love for him poured into everything you did.

He knew how lucky he was, you came to every game, even to the ones that were several hours away. Hell once your even flown to Europe to see him play in an international match. He knew what true love was and how he had failed to show you that.

Looking at the clock, he saw it was 3:00am. He sat up, throwing the covers off as he stood in just his shorts and walked to the door. His plan was to grab you from the couch, hold you and apologize. He would make it up to you tomorrow, taking you out on a fabulous date to show his appreciation for everything you did for him.

He flipped on the hall light, walking out to the living room. He looked to the couch, noticing it was empty. Confused, he turned and headed to the spare bedroom, knowing fully well you never slept in there because “it was only for guests.”

He threw the light on, his eyes widening when you weren’t in there. “YN!” He shouted as he ran back to your shared bedroom, turning the light on and running to the bathroom. There was no sigh of you as he ran to the living room, turning on every light he could.

His hands went to his hair as he frantically raked through it, worried about where you might be. He ran to the kitchen and the guest bathroom, noting no trace of you.

“YN- shit!” He shouted as he turned, noticing your purse and shoes were gone.

“FUCK!”

He raced back to the bedroom, grabbing his phone before hitting your number, “pick up, come on baby pick up!” He packed back and forth, your phone continuing to ring until it finally hit voicemail.

“Fuck!” he shouted, pulling up the only other person he could think as he sat on the edge of his bed and raked through his hair, his knee bouncing as he waited for an answer.

“Hello?” A groggy voice answered.

“Samu! It’s Rin, have you heard from YN?” He spat out

“What? What fucking time is it?” Osamu said as he groaned, “dude it’s 3am! Why the hell would I have heard from YN? She’s your girlfriend!”

“I fucked up Samu, I fucked so bad man and now she’s fucking gone! She’s never left before man, fuck what do I do?!?” Suna panicked as tears began to fill his eyes. You two had fought before but you had never left, in fact you’d never leave without telling him where you’d go.

“What happened?” Osamu said, sounding more awake than before, his voice carrying as he made his way to the kitchen.

“I- I shit man! She was upset because I didn’t kiss her after the game and when she brought it up to me, I brought up how Jenna would never act that way,” he sighed, his head hanging low at the words resurfacing. He thought of what he said making him sick. He never loved Jenna, in fact, his relationship with her was one of convenience. It wasn’t until he met you that he learned what being in a partnership was really like. How it felt to have someone supporting you and being there when you needed them.

“Damn Rin, what the fuck man? Dude that’s low!” Osamu said as Rin nodded his head

“I know I fucking know! She’s gone dude, and she’s not answering her phone! What if something happened to her? Fuck I’ll never be able to live with myself!” He cried as Osamu sighed.

“Ok listen, I’m sure YN is fine. She’s a smart girl. She’s really upset right now and I don’t blame her. You need to give her some breathing space man,” he said as Rin stood up, pacing once more.

“I can’t- I can’t I have to find her! Fuck man I can’t lose her she’s it for me, she’s the one!” He shouted, tears now overflowing.

“Ok, come over and we can regroup here. I’ll try calling her, maybe she’ll answer for me,” he said as Rin quickly threw on his shoes and grabbed his keys, locking the door before running to the elevator.

“I’ll be there in 5,” he said, hanging up as he raced to his car. In the parking garage he noticed your car was still parked next to his, making his heart drop. His worst fears were coming true. You’d never leave without your car, there was no way!

Approaching the spot, he noticed a figure slumped over the steering wheel. His eyes widened, adrenaline racing as he realized that it was you.

“Fuck FUCK!” He screamed as he ran to your door, throwing it open as you shot up, heart pounding as you met the eyes of your boyfriend.

“Rin what-”

No more words escaped as you were tackled in your seat by your giant boyfriend, his cries penetrating the vehicle as he hugged you tight.

“Fuck baby are you ok?? God I’m so fucking sorry! Im the biggest idiot ever to exist and I should have never said any of those things!” He cried as you embraced him, memories slowly coming back to you.

“Rin, where’s your shirt?” You asked as he looked at you, shaking his head and looking down at his shirtless form.

“I couldn’t sleep. I felt like the biggest ass ever and I went to apologize to you. I couldn’t find you and I panicked. I was so afraid you had left me for good Yn. I know I would have deserved it but I don’t think I’ve been so scared in all my life baby!” He said, pulling you close in the awkward space.

You rubbed his back, feeling bad for causing him so much worry. “I’m sorry for leaving but I had to get out, what you said really hurt me,” you said as he looked in your eyes, his heart crushed that he had caused all of this.

“Baby don’t apologize! This is all my fault! I should have never treated you like that. I love you so much and I took advantage of everything you do. I’m sorry for ever saying those things to you. You are the most important person in my entire life and I love you more than you’ll ever know. I know I don’t show you and I’m going to change that baby, I promise!” He said as you caressed his cheek.

“I forgive you Rin,” you said with a small smile as his lips collided with yours as he pulled you close.

“I love you so fucking much Yn!” He said, putting his forehead to yours.

“I love you too Rintaro.”

[prettynice8]

Kinkmas day 3: Oral

Pairing: Tetsuro Kuroo x male reader

This guy

Warnings: oral DUH, oral fixation, kissing, pretty pervy reader, kinda gay ngl, no sex again sorry but not really, I think that's it

Word count: 1134

You were just there by yourself watching the Karasuno and Nekoma Volleyball game alone. Like you showed up to all of the games...alone. The reason one may ask why you show up all the time without not really giving a shit about sports; well because the players are hot. I mean just look at them, getting all sweaty out on the field, muscular arms hitting the ball, large thighs in those tight gym shorts...Oh yeah and the athletics are cool and whatever.

You would fuck all of them if given the chance honestly. You were lost in such thoughts when the last ball was hit, fucking finally. Whenever these two supreme teams go head-to-head it always last for fucking ever.

Anway that is to say that the game was done, and the winner was Karasuno. Everyone got up from their seats and cheered, most were boo's sense it was a home game for Nekoma. You just sat down, catching the attention of a certain black-haired man.

After the men went around, high fiving and saying good jobs, you got up from the bleachers, on your way out because there is no use staying anymore.

On your way out and into the hallway you pulled out a cherry flavored lollipop and popped it right in your mouth. But before you could leave you felt a hand grip your own.

You looked back and saw that it was the 6'2" tall, tall, dark, and handsome man himself, Tetsuro Kuroo. You were in complete awe of the man before and why he was holding your hand when he finally spoke.

"Hey there cutie." He greeted, joy and anticipation apparent in his voice.

"Hi?" you said, confused by the sudden action. "Would you like something?" He takes a while with a cartoonish and dramatized look on his face.

"Umm, you," he said plainly. You start laughing but stop when you see complete seriousness looking back at you.

"You have to be joking, right?" You asked.

"Does it look like I am?" He questions back, though he has a charming smirk you can tell that he is still completely for real. Before you can answer, he pulls the sucker right out of your mouth and into his.

Again, a look of utter shock stains your face. Leaving you speechless.

"If you want it back then follow me." He demands then walks off into some undisclosed situation. You just stand there, looking dumb until you finally get the thought of fucking him in your mind and start to follow.

You run to catch up with him and follow suit. It's practically dead silence until he finds a secluded location, that being the locker room. You both walk in, and he cages you in his arms, your back being against the lockers. It really is like being stuck between a rock and a hard place.

After this he puts the sucker out of his mouth and puts it right in front of your face. You graciously accept but while your tongue is going for it, he is doing the same. You both meet in the middle like Lady in the Tramp style. At first you are completely surprised but give in anyway. Your mouths come together to suck on your lollipop. Your tongues are colliding and fighting for the sucker. Eventually he wins and puts it completely in his mouth, but you will not stand for this.

You kiss him, taking the opportunity to have the sucker, your mind now only obsessed with that. Your tongue goes into his mouth so that the sucker is once again shared between the two of you. Your arms going to his muscular chest, looking for anything to grab onto due to the overwhelming passion of this weird lollipop kiss.

But this isn't food kink, so he just lets you have it so that we can all get on to the good part. Now that you have the sucker you don't even care at this point. You threw the sucker on the floor, your attention switching to kissing him. His arms go to grope your ass, giving it a firm grip. This makes you moan, and he takes this chance to run his tongue deeper down your mouth, exploring the whole thing.

He pulls away, noticing that you are running out of breath.

"Could you maybe..." he paused, gesturing towards his lower body. You look confused and then realize what he's gesturing too and automatically get down on your knees.

"Well, that didn't take much convincing." He stated, giving an approving smile.

"I aim to please." You said, a smirk, blush evident on your face.

You pull down his pants and boxers and HOLY FUCK THAT IS THE BIGGEST DICKS YOUVE EVER SEEN, and you've seen a lot, you're gay. It is extremely long with a pretty decent amount of girth and a trimmed yet still noticeable jet-black bush. He laughs at the surprised look you have on.

"Scared?" He questioned, laughing all the while. You shut him up by giving tiny little kitten licks pre cum already developing from the tip. You lick it off and then continue the rest of your tiny licks off the tip, licking the pre cum when it arrives.

"Come on, you can do better than that." He taunted. You ignore him, doing little kisses all throughout his shaft. The little kisses develop into licking up and down the entire rod. This makes his cocky persona falter as he accidently lets out a noticeable groan.

This encourages you to try harder. You finally begin to put the whole thing into your mouth. You start with just the tip but then develop into putting the whole thing.

"Oh fuck yes." He moaned out in ecstasy. You start with slow, controlled movements, struggling to fit the whole thing in your mouth AND move. You put your tongue under your shaft which makes him moan awfully loud.

Your head going up and down much faster, the delicious taste of his pre going down your throat. His cock doing the same, almost melting in your mouth and slipping up and down your throat. Tears begin to develop in the corner of your eyes in which he kindly wipes off with his thumb.

"Jesus fucking Christ you're amazing at this." He praised, he means the compliment, yet he still wraps his hand in your hair and starts thrusting his hips into your mouth. Gargled noises come from you due to his rapid thrusts.

After giving in a few more pumps, he finally cums in your mouth, in which you gladly swallow up once he takes his member out of your mouth. His breath was shallow and gasping.

"Thank you, *pant* That was fucking *pant* amazing." He gasped. "Now for the good part."

THE END

[semisgroupie]

returning the favor

ta!kuroo tetsuro x fem!reader x college volleyball player!bokuto koutarou

word count: 1.8k

warnings: threesome, public sex, fingering (f!receiving), oral sex (m!receiving), unprotected sex, creampie (reader is on the pill)

a/n: this is for my what happens after class event! thank you to @bokuroskitten for requesting this!

Kuroo cherished his friendship with Bokuto more than anything. Ever since high school they have been stuck together and have helped each other out through everything. He was extremely excited when he found out that Bokuto received a full ride scholarship for the university they were going to and made sure that he would help him in any way possible.

But there was one thing that Kuroo envied about his best friend and that was you. Bokuto’s cute girlfriend that always sat next to him during class, always sitting as close to the benches as possible during volleyball games while wearing his practice jersey, always so bright eyed and just irresistible.

He always felt bad for fucking his fist to the thought of you and for listening in whenever you were in Bokuto’s room getting fucked senseless. How could he help himself? You had the prettiest whines and whimpers and you were just so loud so how could he not listen in?

You became more irresistible this semester.

You and Bokuto were in the class that he was a TA for and he could barely keep his eyes off you whenever the professor droned on. He always had to try to clear his thoughts from the filthy ideas whenever his eyes landed on you, he couldn’t sport a boner in front of 60 people and he definitely couldn’t explain to anyone why he had it. He felt like a horrible friend. Friends don’t look at their friends girlfriends the way he looks at you, friends don’t think about their friends girlfriends the way he thinks about you, friends don’t want to fuck their friends girlfriends senseless.

Kuroo thought he had some today since the professor he was a TA for sent an email to him and the rest of the class that class was cancelled because she was sick. You and Bokuto would be out doing whatever for the day since it was your only class. Then Kuroo received an email telling him to just sit in the classroom where class normally was for about 30 minutes, just in case some students didn’t check their emails or just forgot that class was cancelled. He got up and sighed, he could use the classroom for some studying. “Wonder what they’re doing.” He grabbed his bag and made his way out of the apartment to campus.

Only if he knew what you two were doing. “We’re gonna get caught if we do this here, why can’t we just go back to your apartment?” You whined as Bokuto dragged you to the empty classroom, he moved quickly and you stumbled over your feet a few times as you both entered the classroom. “No one’s gonna catch us, class is cancelled dove. Now come on, I want you to ride me.” He pulled you closer to him and walked to one of the seats in the middle row and pulled you on top of him.

“If you really want to go back to the apartment then we can, I just know you’ve wanted to try something public and I think this is the perfect chance since the dressing room didn’t go too well last time.” He massaged your thighs and his hand moved up to caress your cheek. “It’s all up to you dove.” You bit your lip and quickly weighed the options. It was hot to fuck in public and even hotter that it was in a classroom plus class was cancelled so no one should be coming in. “Let’s fuck here.”

He quickly pulled you in for a kiss, holding the back of your neck with one hand while the other moved up your soft thighs to your already wet slit. You should’ve figured he had something up his sleeve earlier when he told you to not wear panties under your skirt but you let it slip past your mind. “Gonna make you feel so good dove, just need to stretch you out.” He mumbled against your lips as he slipped two fingers inside you, pumping them rather quickly. While it was highly unlikely for anyone to walk in he didn’t want anyone to catch you two.

He pulled you closer to him while you rocked your hips against his fingers and tried to hold back your moans. A heavy emphasis on tried, the way his fingers massaged your g spot made it completely difficult to keep your moans to yourself even with your hand clamped to your mouth. He continued pumping his fingers inside you then started to press his thumb to your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Oh you’re getting my fingers absolutely soaked dove, gonna make a pretty mess for me?” All you could do was nod and that was all he needed. He slipped a third finger and once all three fingers inside you brushed against your g spot your orgasm ripped right through you. He continued pumping his fingers inside you while you rode out all the waves of your orgasm and once you loosened around his fingers he pulled them out and brought them to your lips. “Clean yourself off dove, then you can pull my cock out and ride me.”

You bobbed your head around his fingers while you swirled your tongue around them then pulled off with a small hum. You quickly dropped your hands and pulled his cock out, it was rock hard and already leaking pre cum. “Looks like you were more excited for this than I expected babe. Already leaking so much, if we had some more time I would drop to my knees and clean you off.” He chuckled and lifted you up and helped you sink down on his cock. You gripped his shoulders tightly as his cock bullied its way through your slick walls. Once your hips were pressed against his he loosened his grip on your hips to let you take control. “Don’t worry dove, we’ll have enough time for you to suck my cock when we’re back at the apartment.”

You rocked and grinded your hips against his while you adjusted around his length before you started bouncing. The chair underneath the two of you creaked with every bounce of your hips. Soon the two of you were in your own world of pleasure, completely forgetting that you two were in a public space, until you heard his voice.

“What are you two doing here?” You stopped your movements and looked back to see a wide eyed Kuroo, his golden eyes bored into yours before moving down to see where you and Bokuto were connected. Your mouth opened and closed as you tried to think of something to say but Bokuto broke the silence.

“Wanna join? I mean, you’re here and well it’s about time I paid you back for all your help.” Kuroo stood frozen in place while Bokuto got up with you still on his cock and made his way to Kuroo and sat you down on the desk in the front of the classroom then pulled out of you.

Kuroo’s eyes widened even more as he saw you closer then looked at your boyfriend. “Are you serious? If you two need privacy I’ll just leave you two.” Bokuto shook his head and pulled Kuroo closer to you. “I’ve seen how you look at her and we’re not necessarily quiet so here’s a thank you for helping me with everything. Plus I think it’s one of her fantasies, having two cocks stuffing her at once. Isn’t that right dove?”

You felt your cheeks burn up as you looked at the two men. He wasn’t wrong, it was something you had thought of bringing up to him but now that the opportunity presented itself you weren’t going to let it slide. “Y-yes it’s true.” You spread your legs more while Bokuto moved behind you and gently pulled you down so your back was pressed against the cold wood of the desk. “Open up dove.” You opened your mouth and he slid his cock inside your mouth while Kuroo just stood there frozen. “Go on, she’s waiting for you. Look how empty she is.” His cock was throbbing in his pants even more as he looked at how you got even wetter with your boyfriends cock thrusting in and out of your mouth.

He pulled his cock out of his sweats and lined it up with your entrance then slowly pushed it in, groaning at how tight you felt. “Oh shit, that’s why you’re always fucking her.” He continued pushing in until his hips were snug against yours then started thrusting slowly to get you accustomed to his length. Soon the slow pace wasn’t enough for him, he needed to drill his cock into you and that was what he did. He gripped your hips tightly and started slamming his cock into you, making you moan around your boyfriends cock.

“Fuck don’t stop pounding into her pussy like that, she’s moaning like fucking crazy.” Both men started pounding into you and you were a moaning mess. Your mind was numb with pleasure and with the way they were using you, you were teetering closer and closer to your orgasm and with the way they were pounding into you relentlessly, they were close too. “W-where can I cum?” Kuroo slowed his hips down a bit and your boyfriend looked down at your body. “Just cum inside, she’s on the pill.”

Kuroo’s cock twitched inside you at the thought of filling you up and he went back to his animalistic pace. Grunts, groans and wet sounds from both your mouth and pussy filled the room. The knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter and once your boyfriend stretched his hand out to deftly rub your clit, the knot snapped and you squeezed Kuroo’s cock tightly as you came around it. As you rode out your orgasm Kuroo filled you with cum and then your boyfriend painted your mouth and throat with his cum. You swallowed as much as you could as he pulled out, wiping the corners of your lips to clean off any traces of cum. Kuroo dropped his head down on your chest and panted as he caught his breath.

Once you caught your breath you lifted your head and stroked Kuroo’s hair, smiling down at him. “Enjoyed yourself?” He looked up at you and nodded, “way better than I imagined.” Bokuto pressed a kiss to your temple and chuckled.

“Well once we get our grades back from our midterm I’ll let you have another go, can’t just let this happen once with all you’ve done for me. Now let’s clean up before the next class starts, don’t want the next class to see drops of cum on the table.”

[chaoticevilorange]

Haikyuu

Haikyuu boys x reader scenarios

Videogames: fight games

Taking care of his s/o

Slow dancing with his s/o

Rainy days

Taking care of you during your period

Watching an episode without him

Caught in the rain

Soft kisses

Little accident

Stealing kisses

Stealing time (slight NSFW)

He gets sick

Romance movie cliché

His s/o having weird manners

Comforting his s/o after a nightamare

Reactions to getting piercings

You sleep at his place for 1st time

Jealous hq boys (highschool steamy edition)

Watching a sad movie with you

What kind of thirst trap does he sends you

He and his team see you play

Asking you to move in with them

How he acts after he realises he’s falling for you

Playing among us with the haikyuu boys

Colombian or hispanic s/o short drabbles

His s/o gives him a love bite

You walk on them while they change (as friends)

He walks on you while you change (as friends)

You kiss him in front of his team

First thing in the morning

What domestic chore he hates most

First time spending the night with you

He realises he’s falling for you

They watch a scary movie with you

Jealous hq boys (time skip steamy edition)

You ask if he can help you with your sunblock

You smack his ass (suggestive)

They wake up on your chest

They catch you staring

Cuddling sessions

First kiss

They help you to study

Falling asleep on their lap

Special events

500 followers: MSBY Proposal

400 followers: first time (slight nfsw)

300 followers: Inarizaki´s new addition

Shiratorizawa´s sweet/badass manager

Captains as husbands; Daichi, Oikawa, Ushijima, Kuroo, Bokuto, Kita

His s/o calling them petnames for the first time (only nekoma)

200 followers: Day off

Kabedon scenarios: Ushijima, Sakusa and Suna

100 followers: How he reacts to you calling him “husband”

Friendship headcanons; being childhood friends with the twins

Chat: Miya twins

Chat: Kageyama & Daichi

Characters hc and one shots

Tsukishima Kei:

Steps back

Tsukishima Kei x reader

Suna Rintarō:

Suna Rintaro x reader

Where he left you

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Manhandled

Visiting your family (fem spanish/latin s/o)

Iwaizumi Hajime x reader fluff

His s/o is a heat thief

Kita Shinsuke:

His to love (smut)

Kita Shinsuke x reader fluff

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

Interview

How he reacts when someone kiss your forehead

Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader fluff

Sakusa Kiyoomi:

Love is blindness

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

MSBY Black Jackals: Friends to lovers

Bokuto Kōtaro:

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

MSBY Black Jackals: Friends to lovers

Bokuto Kōtaro x reader fluff

Miya Atsumu:

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

You didn’t knew he was a volleyball player (time skip Atsumu)

Friends to lovers headcanons

Late valentine’s day

Miya Osamu:

Osamu Miya x reader

Osamu x reader fluff request

Hinata Shoyo:

MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet

Hinata Shoyo x reader fluff

Kenma Kozume:

Special request : he visits you in the hospital

Kenma Kozume x reader fluff

Oikawa Tōru:

Jealous

Oikawa Toru x Gn!reader

Various

Asahi Azumane x reader

Daichi Sawamura x reader

Nishinoya Yū x reader

Yamaguchi Tadashi x reader

Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

Satori Tendou x reader

Sugawara Kōshi x reader

Akaashi Keiji x reader

Tobio Kageyama x reader

I think that’s all, if you notice the fanfic or hc doesnt matches the redirected URL please let me know! 😉✨

Thanks for reading! 🐨✨💖

[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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[stardustintheabyss]

Soulmated To Sunshine Eyes

Haikyuu soulmate!au

Bokuto x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, lil angsty

Sum: One of your childhood best friends, Tetsuro Kuroo, begs you to be Nekomas team manager just in time for the summer training camp, you agreed not knowing who you'd find there

When you turn 17 a tattoo representing your soul mate appears. When they are near(2 mile radius)it tingles but both people have to have them first. It stops when you kiss.

A/n: this has been sitting in my wips for a year and I promised myself I'd get this done in time for my loves birthday and I finished with an hour and a half to spare (shout out to pressurized procrastination). Anyways happy birthday to my favorite beefy owl 😚

"Y/nnnnn! C'mon it'll be fun! You come to all the games anyway and you're good at hyping up the team, even Kenma, and giving advice. And I've seen the statistics notebook you keep. Please, please, please!" Tetsuro begged.

You laughed and rolled your eyes at your best friend.  For a few weeks now, well more so since Kenma joined, he'd been trying to get you to be the Nekoma volleyball manager. And honestly he was starting to make a good argument. "If I say yes will you quit bugging me?" You joked as you lightly punched his shoulder.

"Yes ma'am!" He smiled.

"Fine then. You're lucky I love you and Kens." You laughed.

"Oh. By the way we have a week long training camp in a week." He grinned.

"What." That little shit, he KNOWS your 17th birthday is in a couple weeks. The same week as the training camp apparently. Maybe this was his way of trying to cheer you up... You let out a sigh.

He shoved some papers into your hands, hyena laughing before running for his life, "Here's the permission slip! Bye!"

"Tetsuro, I swear I'm gonna kick your ass next time I see you!" You yelled a half empty threat after him. After letting out a sigh you realized at least you'd be with your two best friends when you got your soul mate tattoo. You'd been watching Tetsuro and Kenma play for years. You let out a small smile, you really did love volleyball even though you weren't really good enough to be on a team but played well enough to practice with Tetsu when Kenma refused. Which was more often than not. So maybe being apart of the team as a manager would be fun.

And that was how you got where you are now, in one of the gyms at Shinzen high school. You were a little nervous about being the manager but the team made you feel welcome. Even Coach Nekomata seemed to like you. Probably because you didn't have a problem putting the boys in their place when they needed it. You weren't what he was expecting. This training camp gave you the chance to find your footing before a real game. And you were having a blast. It was the second to last day and you'd found a nice rhythm. You were writing down some stats and advice on the game the team just won when you heard a boisterous voice from the court next to yours. "Oh yeah! Nice one Akaashi!" You looked to see the Fukurodani captian praising his setter. If you remembered correctly his name was Bokuto Kotaro and he was one of the top 5 aces in the country. Who were you kidding, of course you remembered, you were borderline obsessed with picking out talented players and learning as much as you could about them. He wore his emotions on his sleeve and seemed like an amazing person in general. The kind of person people gravitate towards. And to be honest he wasn't bad looking either. "He's a great player isn't he?" Tetsuro said. You nearly jumped out of your skin.

You smacked his chest, your cheeks warm from getting caught staring. "God Tetsu clear your throat or something. You almost gave me a heart attack." Scowling at him you grabbed his water bottle and took a drink. "Yeah, he's pretty powerful but he also has a great setter to back him up and can read his moods too."

"Mmhm." He leaned in closer, taking in your reddened face. His eyes twinkled with knowing and mischief. "You think he's hot don't ya."

"What? No! Shut up!" You screeched, a little too loud. Loud enough to have number 4 look your way and give you a bright smile,  his eyes crinkled almost shut. You blushed, how could you not smile back at the sweet owl, so you returned an embarrassed small one. You turned glaring at your best friend as you shoved your notebook into Tetsuro's hands. Back at normal volume, more flustered than mad, "Fuck off Tetsu. What you need to work on is written in there. I need to go refill water bottles."

"Hey, later come by gym 3. Lev, I and a few other guys are having a 3 vs 3." He chuckled.

"Maybe, maybe not." You grumbled.

"Please Y/n, we could use your eyes." Tetsuro teased.

"Fine. But only cause I'm an awesome manager and you're hopeless without me." You mocked back before leaving to do your managerial duties.

"You know you shouldn't tease Y/n like that Tetsuro. Not with her 17th birthday tomorrow." Kenma said quietly as he came up next to him.

"Why? She knows I'm just kidding around." Kuroo told his boyfriend.

"Because she can still kick your ass if she feels like it." Kenma smirked before taking a drink of water.

"True but nah, she loves me too much." Kuroo couldn't wait for the little surprise he had for you later in gym 3....only a little afraid of what you might do to him. He was planning on asking you anyway but this development made things...interesting.

Bokuto had seen you around the training camp all week. Usually you were with Kuroo and Kenma. But this was the first time he'd heard you speak. He wondered what you were shouting at Kuroo about. He looked over giving you his biggest smile hoping it might brighten your mood, if just a little. In return you gave a soft but pretty one before shoving a notebook into Kuroo's hands and briskly walking away. "Hey, hey 'Kaashi, do you know who that is?" He nodded in your direction, you were gathering water bottles.

"The Nekoma manager I assume." Akaashi said disinterested.

Bokuto's cheeks rosied, "I know that! I meant do you know her name?"

"Huh uh." Akaashi smirked catching the color in Bokuto's face. "But earlier Kuroo mentioned he'd try and get their manager to come to the 3 vs 3. Something about 'she has a good eye', I don't know. So maybe you'll meet her tonight." That small smile you gave Bokuto lit up his eyes more than usual. It didn't take long for Akaashi to surmise that his best friend had a crush.

Your duties were done for the day and you decided to go run some laps around the track before heading to gym 3. You thought it might help to get rid of some nervous energy you had about tomorrow. In a few short hours you would have your soulmate tattoo. You didn't know why you were anxious about it, it's not like it mattered. It was bullshit, it wouldn't change anything. You shook your head changing your clothes. It was still pretty warm out so you'd changed into just a sports bra and leggings. Putting your ear buds in you cranked your favorite playlist and started running.

You didn't know how long you ran for but the sky was darker now and your leg muscles were twitching. You also weren't as anxious about tomorrow. Smiling you headed to gym 3 to go watch the game, wondering who the other 4 players were. Your mouth dropped open when you saw who Lev and Tetsuro were playing with. Two from Karasuno and two from Fukurodani. One of which was the ace you had been caught staring at. Briefly you wondered if Kenma would forgive you or help you murder Tetsu.

They were on their second set and you didn't want to interrupt anyone's momentum. You stayed in the doorway silently watching until there was a break in the play. "Oya?!" You shouted to get your best friends attention.

"Oya oya! Y/n, you made it! Bout time!" Kuroo yelled back before walking towards you. Everyone's head swiveled in your direction.

"Oya oya oya!" Bokuto added almost reflexively with a smile to yours and Kuroo's greeting followed by what looked like a scolding from his team mate.

You chuckled quietly to yourself before addressing Testu. "Yeah, I was just running some laps." Your eyes narrowed at him, letting him know he was in for it later for not specifying who he was practicing with.

"Nervous about tomorrow are we?" Tetsuro quietly asked you, for no one else to hear. He handed you a water, concern in his eyes. He may be a goofball and push your buttons but he's always been there when you needed him. Who knew the rooster-haired boy was such a mother hen at heart.

Blowing out a breath, "I'm fine Tets, thank you though." You gulped some water down as Tetsuro ushered you towards the other players. Not quite believing your words.

"Guys, this is Y/n L/n, the new Nekoma manager." Kuroo introduced you, slinging an arm around your shoulder.

Karasuno's number 10 walked over to you holding his hand out, " Hi! I'm Sho—."

You interrupted him, eyes sparkling and grabbed his hand to shake. Your volleyball geekiness was about to show. "You're Hinata Shoyo , Karasuno's Trojan whirlwind middle blocker!" Pointing, you named off the others, " Karasuno's Tsukishima Kei, the poker-faced perceptive bean pole middle blocker. Fukurodani's Akaashi Keiji, the analytical and supportive setter vice captian." You bit the inside of your cheek trying to not sound fangirly. "And last but not least, Fukurodani's Bokuto Kotaro, the powerful owl ace captian. Also one of Japans top 5 aces." Your eyes flicked over to Bokuto and lingered. A small shy smile forming on your lips and nervous laugh leaving your mouth. "Sorry, I don't mean to sound like a know it all. I just kinda have a knack for picking out talented and skilled players...and kind of obsessing. Oh and you all can just call me Y/n by the way."

"And boom. That's why Y/n is the best manager ever. Give her 10 minutes of a game and she'll pick out the specialties of a skilled players on any team!" Tetsuro praised.

"And she's nice when she helps me, she's patient unlike Yaku." Lev added.

"Oh, shut up Tetsuro." You blushed. "And you're welcome Lev. I just noticed you get less frustrated and play better when supported that way is all."

"Thanks Y/n! Well I am a pretty awesome player, right 'Kaashi?" Bokuto puffed his chest out. A faint red tint to his cheeks only Kuroo and Akaashi noticed.

Akaashi rolled his eyes, "Shut up Bo. No one likes someone who's full of themselves."

You could have sworn you saw Bokuto's hair deflate along with his happy attitude. You didn't like seeing him down. Before you could think you squeezed his arm comfortingly. "Hey, there is nothing wrong with being confident and believing in yourself." You gave him a wink, "Besides you're too sweet a guy to be an asshole about it."

Bokuto instantly perked up at your words. "You're so kind Y/n! Thanks, Akaashi means well but can be a little  blunt sometimes." Bokuto lifted you up into a hug, your feet leaving the floor.

"Y–you're welcome." Your face felt like it was on fire and sparks were shooting across where your bare skin met his. Gingerly you hugged him back as he twirled you both in a circle. He was so much bigger than you, you felt tiny in his muscle defined arms but oddly enough safe.

When Bokuto set you down Akaashi looked like he was about to scold him again. "Bo...we talked about boundaries."

Bokuto had an embarrassed red tint to his ears but still had his wide infections smile. "Sorry."

"It's okay." You patted Bokuto's chest and smiled up at him and Akaashi, "I get hugs like that from the guys all the time, especially Lev."

Suddenly Hinata was next to you jumping up and down.

"Ahh! You gave me a nickname! The Trojan Whirlwind, so cool! That's that sneaky greek horse right? That's way better than just 'decoy'! You're amazing Y/n!" Hinata exclaimed, wonder twinkled in his eyes.

"I don't know...you really think so?" Excitedly you started to geek out more, talking fast. "Actually I know Karasuno's starting line up. You guys have a pretty talented team! And you guys pick up some tricks from other teams too I noticed. You truly are crows, omnivorous. Kagayama has wicked pinpoint accurate sets, Sawamura's great recives, Nishin—."

"As enlightening as this conversation is we have a game to finish and I don't want to be here any longer than I have to." Tsukishima scoffed adjusting his glasses.

"You don't need to be so rude Tsukishima. Ignore him, he's just salty because he didn't get a cool nickname." Hinata assured you.

You laughed, "No worries. He's right though, I came to watch a game." You glanced at the score board."Hmm. Cats vs Owls and Cats are winning? Here I thought Tetsu's team would be at a disadvantage."

Akaashi stated jabbing his thumb at Hinata and Bokuto, "Why, I've got the shorty and this big baby."

"Because they have to deal with his annoying ass." You snickered and you swore you heard Tsukishima snort as you poked Tetsu in the side. Everyone failed holding in their chuckles.

"Rude, Y/n, rude." Tetsu said as he poked you back.

"You two seem awfully close, are you together?" Hinata questioned, his head tilted to the side.

Lev, Tetsuro and you erupted into a fit a laughter. Between wheezes of catching your breath you answered. "Ew, no. I've know Tets since we were kids, he's like the brother I never wanted. Kenma too infact,  except I actually like him. And besides Tetsuro and Kenma are soulmates, poor Kenma right?"

"Well we did kiss that one time." Kuroo fired back, bringing a finger to his cheek.

Everyone but Tsukishima had 'Huh? Excuse me?!' looks on their faces. It was hilarious.

Laughing rolling your eyes, "We were 13 and it was spin the bottle. You weren't the only one I kissed that night, you're not special. In fact it made my skin crawl."

"That hurts Y/n. But I still love you." Kuroo pouted, crushing you in a hug.

"Disgusting." You smiled up at him while pushing his head away,  "Yeah, yeah love you too idiot. Now get back to your game."

"Aye aye miss manager!" Kuroo called.

"Don't call me that you rooster haired hyena!" You snarked right back while smacking a loose volleyball towards his head, narrowly missing.

"Okay, I see the brother/sister relationship now." Hinata giggled.

You sat on a bench nearby to watch. It was a pretty close game, your leg was bouncing with excitement. You always got this antsy watching a good game. You were taking a drink of your water sideways still trying to watch the game. Maybe if you hadn't been you would've been able to dodge one of Bokuto's crazy strong cut shot spikes after it landed a point. Next thing you know you were on the ground, right side of your face stinging. You let out a low groan sitting up, rubbing your aching cheek.

"Oh my god Y/n! I'm so sorry, are you okay?" The ace asked helping you up.

"Wow! That was a strong kill! It knocked me over even after it hit the floor!" You gushed, stars in your eyes.

Bokuto's face flushed and his golden eyes met yours. How had you not noticed how pretty they were, like the last brilliant rays of sunshine before the sun sets. They flickered with...you don't know what exactly. Like he was trying to remember something maybe? But it was gone as soon as it came. His hand still remaining on your arm. "But are you okay? You're not hurt?"

Shaking your head and giving him a warm smile, "Yeah, I'm fine owl boy. It wouldn't be the first time I took a ball to the face." Your eyes widend, realizing how that sounded. "V-volleyball, it wouldn't be the first time I was hit by a rogue volleyball!" Hopefully your injured cheek was covering up your embarrassment.

Kuroo smirked slapping Bokuto on the back, "Don't worry Bokuto, Y/n's a tough girl. Oh and that's our point, it was out."

You frowned at Tetsuro. "No it wasn't. It was in, barely. Really it was an amazing shot."

"This is favoritism." Tetsu whined.

"No, it's what happened." You pointedly glared at him, ignoring his implications. At least he didn't say anything about the embarrassing words you just said. "Ask Tsukishima then." Everybody turned to the blonde. Tsukishima shrugged, "She's got a good eye, I'll give her that."

You stuck your tongue out at Kuroo. "See. Now go get the point back."

The game continued for another 15 minutes before the Cats won. It was a close game. The long day had hit you as you leaned against Kuroo after helping clean up. You yawned, "Mmm. Good thing you won, otherwise I was gonna up your training regimen."

Kuroo laughed softly, ruffling your hair. "Oh ye of little faith."

Rubbing your tired eyes, "I have all the faith in you, you jerk." You waved to the other players, "Night guys. It was nice officially meeting you." Saying to no one in particular but subconsciously in your sleepy state your gaze landed on Bokuto. "Good luck in your games tomorrow, unless you play Nekoma of course." You were met with a chorus of goodnights and a couple thank yous from Hinata and Akaashi. Only you, Tetsuro, Akaashi and Bokuto remained.

"You able to make it to your room Y/n? You're practically asleep on your feet." Bokuto asked.

"Hm. Oh. Yeah, it'll just take me awhile. I'm slow when I'm sleepy." You replied as you shuffled towards the door, your eyes half closed. You couldn't wait to flop into bed.

Kuroo kneeled down in front of you. "C'mon and climb up. I don't feel like taking forever walking you back."

You snorted as you wrapped your arms around Kuroo's shoulders for a piggy back ride. "Thanks Tets." You murmured as you layed your head down and your eyes fluttered shut. Not fully awake you drifted between slumber and reality.

"She must be exhausted if she's being this openly nice to me." Kuroo chuckled lightly.

"Hey, can 'Kaashi and me walk with you?" Bokuto asked hopeful.

"Sure, I don't see why not." Kuroo said giving Akaashi a

questioning look. The fun loving ace seemed to have a thing for the insightful Nekoma manager. Akaashi being so intuitive of his best friends emotions gave Kuroo a small nod. This gave Kuroo an idea because you definitely had a crush on the owl captain. Hopefully you wouldn't kill him later if you remembered. "But be warned. When Y/n is super tired like this, she is a lot more loose with the truth." Kuroo talked as he started walking in the direction of the guest lodging.

"What do ya mean?" Bokuto's brows pinched together in confusion following.

"Hm, watch this. Hey, Y/n what'd think of Hinata?" Kuroo grinned.

"Mm, baby sunshine. To pure for this world, protect at all costs." You mumbled.

"Tsukishima?" Kuroo questioned.

"Fucking tsundere if I ever saw one but cool, I guess." They quietly snickered at your reply.

"How 'bout Akaashi?" Kuroo fired.

"Straightforward and calm. Kindhearted." You answered snuggling into Kuroo's back.

"And how do ya feel about Bokuto?" Kuroo questioned lastly. Suddenly butterflies found a home in Bokuto's stomach waiting for your answer.

"He's sweet and funny," you let out a contented sigh, "handsome too." Okay, Kuroo was glad you didn't say anything too embarrassing. Honestly he wouldn't have been surprised if you'd said 'beef cake' instead of handsome.

The otherwise outgoing male was quiet. You really thought that about him? Someone as smart and beautiful as you? A wide dopey smile made its way onto his face along with a dark blush. "Agaashi, Agaashi! Did you hear what she said! She thinks I'm sweet and funny and handsome!" Bokuto whispered excitedly, not wanting to disturb you.

"Yeah, Yeah I heard her Bo." Akaashi gave his friend a small smile before turning to Kuroo. "Isn't she gonna murder you for this?"

"Maybe....probably. If having Bokuto and Y/n realize they like each other is something that will make her happy in the long run, especially after tomorrow it'll be worth it." Kuroo looked up at the night sky, he knew you were secretly dreading tomorrow and how you really felt about the whole soulmate thing. No matter how hard you tried to hide it from him & Kenma.

"What's tomorrow?" Akaashi wondered.

Bokuto was still in a daze over what you said and something was nagging in the back of his mind. He'd only really met you today so why did you seem so familiar? Unconsciously his fingers drummed against his thigh, where his tattoo was. Lost in thought he didn't hear Kuroo's answer and lagged behind the two males. "It's her 17th birthday."

"You lost me, isn't that typically a good thing?" Akaashi noted.

"How do I word this? Well ya know how not everyone's lucky enough to find their soulmate? Y/n's parents are one of those couples. Don't get me wrong they absolutely love eachother and I think that's why Y/n thinks the tattoos don't really matter. If her parents can find love and happiness together it's like it's proof there isn't just one person in the universe just for you. And she probably thinks she's one of those people who won't be able to find their soulmate. She never said any of this to me directly but I've guessed as much and she once said 'the world is a vast place to find the one person you're meant to be with'." Kuroo looked over his shoulder at you, his eyes soft. "So if I can nudge her in the right direction to help her get what her parents have, to make her happy, I'll do it. I owe her that much."

"I see. It's poetic in a way. I mean you really can't help who you fall for, soulmate tattoo or not. You just might fall more for the one you were destined to be with. And what do you mean by 'you owe her'?" Akaashi shrugged, he could understand where you were coming from. He'd had his tattoo for almost half a year and never felt anything. He also knew Bokuto had never felt that tingle of a nearby soulmate and he had had his for almost 3 times that long. And he also knew it saddened Bokuto when he was asked about it, that's why he kept it covered most of the time. He thought as he fingered the tiny tattoo on the inside of his left elbow. A coffee mug and an open manga book.

"Oh that's a funny story actually. I wasn't as outgoing as a kid, barely talked to anyone. So one day this girl and boy come over to me, Y/n and Kenma. And she said 'I've seen you all by yourself every day and you shouldn't be sad and lonely...so we're all friends now kay?', just like that. Honestly she was so bright I couldn't have said no even if I wanted to. I don't think she would have let me either. Even at six she was a force to be reckoned with." Kuroo laughed softly. "So because of Y/n I was fortunate to have my soulmate so early on in my life and fall for him before I even got my tattoo."

Akaashi looked to Bokuto, "Yeah, I'd do the same thing for that goofy bastard."

Kuroo gave Akaashi a devilish grin, "So, you in for trying to get these two love birds together?"

Akaashi smirked back, "Bo's got a big heart but sometimes has trouble expressing it the way he wants to. I'm in."

They had made it to where the boys and girls rooms split off. "Night guys. See ya tomorrow." With a wry grin, "Y/n say goodnight to Akaashi and Bokuto."

"Mm 'night Akaashi." Your arms tightened around Kuroo's shoulders and you murmured still in your vulnerable half asleep state, "Goodnight Kotaro."

Both Kuroo and Akaashi's gaze darted to Bokuto. He was looking at you with such softness in his eyes that they might have thought he was already half in love with you. It was like Akaashi and Kuroo weren't even there. "Goodnight Y/n." Brushing a stray hair from your face he whispered with a gentle tone Akaashi had never heard from his captian. Yep he was definitely smitten.

"Night Kuroo, Y/n." Akaashi grabbed Bokuto's shirt tugging him in the direction of the boys rooms. "Come on you love sick owl."

"I-. Uh." Bokuto stuttered before saying goodnight to the Nekoma captian. As Bokuto was being dragged away Kuroo heard him say, "Hey wait! I'm not love sick!....am I?"

Kuroo laughed at Bokuto's words. If anyone knew if Bokuto was love sick, it'd be Akaashi. A few minutes later you were at your door for your room. Tetsuro carefully set you down making sure you wouldn't fall on your face. "Hey, Y/n we're at your room."

"Hmm. Thanks Tets. Ya know you're not completely annoying. I'm glad you and Kens have each other." You told him with your hand on the doorknob.

"Only cause of you." He bit his lip, he had one more question to ask while you were still painfully truthful. He wanted to make sure his and Akaashi's plans could work. "Can I ask ya something?"

"Mmhmm." You hummed crossing your arms and resting against the door.

"You like Bokuto, right?" Tetsu asked you.

A sad smile splayed on your lips. "Yeah but it doesn't matter. He seems like the 'wait for your soulmate' type so it's pointless hoping he could like me back." You opened the door.

"Y/n..." Kuroo heard the hurt in your voice.

"Goodnight Tetsuro." You whispered shutting the door before he could see the tears brimming in your eyes.

Kuroo blew out a breath. Fuck, he was an idiot for not realizing how deep the soulmate wound really went. But you were an idiot too. "You're really oblivious sometimes Y/n." He whispered to the closed door.

You didn't know if it was from being drained or because of tomorrow or some combo of both. But the moment you shut the door the tears that had been resting on your eyelashes fell down your cheeks. While you changed into pj's and washed your face they never stopped. You fell asleep with the glistening trails running onto the pillow and your heart aching for someone you knew you couldn't have.

The next morning you awoke to your whole back and part of your arms tingling. 'The fuck. Really my whole fucking back?' You didn't give to much thought that it was telling you your soulmate was near. You were in the middle of a huge city for fucks sake. You were more pissed at how big it was. You sighed, twisting your head you looked over your shoulder trying to get some idea of what it looked like. All you were able to see was black, grey and white feathers. Their tips reaching just past your shoulders and onto your arms. There's no way you'd be able to cover the whole thing in this heat. 'Oh well'. As you were getting dressed after taking a quick shower you received a couple texts in your group chat with the boys.

Kens 🐱❤🥺: happy birthday y/n, do you want your yearly bd hugs consecutively or throughout the day?

Tets 🐓❤😝: mornin birthday girl! Remind me again why you let kenma's presents be hugs and not mine?

You smiled before replying. They really just knew what to say to cheer you up.

Y/n 💜: thanks guys 😘 throughout the day pls 🥺and because unforced hugs from kenma are ✨special✨ yours not so much.

Tets 🐓❤😝: this is F A V O R I T I S M  😑

Y/n 💜: wbk but yes❤

Y/n 💜: the only good thing about this shit bd is that it means 17 KENMA HUGS! 🥺

Kens 🐱❤🥺: that's it. Omw rn for your first bd hug.

Tets 🐓❤😝: am I a joke to you?

Y/n 💜: okee kens 🥰. Bro you want the truth or nah?

Tets 🐓❤😝: I—. Babe you see this?

Kens🐱❤🥺: Jared, 19. ➖👅➖

Tets 🐓❤😝: I hate you both

Y/n 💜: no you don't

Kens🐱❤🥺: no you don't

Tets 🐓❤😝: your right 😔 see you two at breakfast 💛💜

Y/n 💜: 🖤💛

Kens 🐱❤🥺: 🖤💜

Five minutes later a knock sounded on your door. "Mornin Kenma!" You said brightly opening the door to one of your besties.

"Mornin." He mumbled wrapping his arms around you.

You didn't realize how bad you needed this. Your hands tightly clenched his shirt. After letting go you whispered, "Thanks Kens, I needed that."

Kenma pulled you in for another hug. "This one doesn't count. You still have 16 left."

You hugged the dual haired boy back, soaking up the extra special hug. A laugh escaping your lips, "You're the best."

Walking to the dining area you looped your arm through Kenma's. Of course he was playing a game but you didn't mind, you liked watching. You and Kenma had a different kind of friendship, you both didn't care about the long stretches of silence between the two of you. You just enjoyed eachothers company. That's why it surprised you when Kenma spoke. "So Tetsuro said you were at the gym last night with him and the others?"

Your hand brushed against your cheek where you were hit. The memory of Bokuto's hand on your arm and his golden gaze...flushed you answered, "Yeah. It was a good game."

Kenma's eyes flicked to yours before going back to his game. "You know Y/n, it's okay to like him. There's nothing wrong with feeling that way."

Goddammit. Between Kenma's perceptiveness and Tetsu's well intentioned blabbering mouth, nothing got past the setter when it came to you. "I—." You blew out a frustrated breath. "I know. I know. It's just... so fucking hard. My mind and my heart say two different things." You came to a stop at the doorway to the dining room. Your eyes easily found a white and grey haired boy laughing at something between bites. Without you knowing it a small grin spread across your lips and your heart beat a little faster.

Kenma noticed your smile and where you were looking. You looked happy, a light in your face he hadn’t seen since you all were innocent children in the ways of understanding what a soulmate was. "Maybe you should let your heart win this time."

"Maybe." You grabbed Kenma's hand and led him to the Nekoma table where everyone was sitting. Taking a seat next to Lev you asked, "Hey, where's Tets at?" They all had a look of mischief on their faces. "Wha—?" A pair of hands covered your eyes for a few seconds and then were gone. Sitting in front of you was a fancy cupcake with a single candle lit.

"Happy Birthday Y/n." Tetsuro hugged you from behind.

"Happy Birthday to the best manager!" The team shouted. Earning a few looks from the other teams.

"You guys didn't have to do anything for me..." Your heart warmed at their thoughtfulness.

"Nonsense, we're lucky to have you! You've done so much for us, this is the least we could do!" Tora gave you a thumbs up.

"How could we not do something for you, you take care of us." Lev nudge your shoulder gently.

"Yeah, you make my life easier by dealing with Lev." Yaku announced.

"Hey!" Lev yelled, insulted.

"Thanks guys. I'm only the best manager because I've got the best team to back it up." A wide happy smile split your face.

"Blow out your candle and make a wish." Tetsu suggested.

You closed your eyes making your wish as you blew out the candle. You dared to wish for something you wouldn't have if not for the conversation you just had with Kenma. You wished maybe, just maybe for a chance at love.

"What'da wish for?" Lev asked.

"For you guys to win all your practice games!" Bringing a finger to your lips, "But really I can't tell, or it won't come true." You gave him a wink.

A pair of flapping arms caught your attention. Of course they were attached to a certain owl boy. Once Bokuto realized he got your attention he gave you a big smile and waved. You let out a small giggle and gave a bright smile. You lifted your hand and returned the wave, your fingers wiggling in the air. Bokuto turned to say something to Akaashi, his face pink. But you didn't notice. Kuroo had playfully tugged on a piece of your hair.

"Oya?" Tetsu smirked at you.

"Oh hush." You said slyly but the smile on your face and blush on your cheeks lingered. "Go eat your breakfast, you have a lot of games to win today and need your strength."

Tetsuro stuck his tongue out. "Yes, miss manager."

You were so happy you'd almost forgotten the constant tingle on your back.

It was the end of the day and Nekomas last game was almost over. The other teams coach had called a time out to try and break Nekoma's momentum. All day you had been rolling your shoulders uselessly, trying to get rid of the ghost like feeling of someone's fingers dancing across the skin of your back. It was really starting to fucking irritate you.

"You okay Y/n? You've been doing that all day." Kenma had observed.

Tetsu came over and wrapped his arms around his soulmate, resting his chin on the crown of Kenma's head. God they were disgustingly cute sometimes. "Whatssup?"

You gave them a sour face. "My soulmate tattoo. It hasn't stopped prickling since I got the damn thing. Not to mention it's on my whole fuckin back and part of my arms." You pulled your sleeve up a little to reveal the tips of feathers. Kuroo was practically radiating excitement. You knew exactly what he was going to say.

"That's great! It means your soulmate is probably at this camp! RIGHT NOW!" Tets almost shouted.

You rolled your eyes. "I'm not that lucky. We're in the middle of a huge city. You know how many people live in a 2 mile radius of here?" Your eyes trailed to the other game you'd been keeping watch on. Or rather player. "...Besides, my hearts kinda already stuck on someone." You admitted out loud. Bokuto seemed more exuberant and carefree today. Even after getting blocked a couple times he was still glowing. Your lips twitched at the untroubled ace. His aura infectious. You were pulled out of your daydream when Tetsuro pulled at the back of your shirt, trying to look at your tattoo. You slapped his hand away. "What do you think your doing?!" You hissed.

He blinked at you innocently. "I just wanted to see."

"Tetsuro, if Y/n doesn't want to show us that's her business." Kenma scolded.

"It's not that, just not right now. You guys are in the middle of a  game...and Coach would kill me." Laughing at Tets getting reprimanded by Kenma.

"I don't know, could give us an edge and distract the other team." Tetsu joked.

You chuckled, "Yeah and probably incapacitate Tora, embarrass Lev to the point where he'd be useless, Yaku would yell at anyone who dared to look, and Inuoka would probably try and cover me up without looking."

Tetsuro tried holding in his cackling and Kenma had a rare wide grin on his face. "Okay, okay. You're right. Only we two are immune to your beauty and charm."

You snorted. "Whatever. Now go win this game and make my wish come true or else." You said as you pushed them towards the rest of the team.

The first thing Akaashi woke up to this morning was Bokuto screeching about how his tattoo was tingling. At first Akaashi wondered, today was your 17th birthday...maybe? No they were in a big city. Bokuto's soulmate probably just happened to be nearby today. But then he couldn't stop talking about how you waved and smiled at him at breakfast. So maybe his attitude wasn't due just to his tattoo. He was in the best mood Akaashi had ever seen. Even failed plays didn't bring him down. Akaashi really didn't put it all together until he saw his best friend rub at his thigh, right over his tattoo. "Bo, your leg good?"

"Yeah! It's great. It's just hasn't stopped prickling." Bokuto beamed. "My soulmate must live by the high school or something 'Kaashi!"

'Was this himbo so far gone in his daze last night he didn't hear Kuroo say your birthday was today? And didn't he see the whole Nekoma team wish you a happy birthday at breakfast?' Akaashi thought to himself. "Or something." Akaashi muttered. His eyes gleamed with knowing. He made it his mission to get you two oblivious fools to realize what exactly you were to eachother by the end of today.

After the last game all the coaches surprised everyone with a barbecue for everybodies hard work. You were waiting by the grill with Tetsu and Kenma, waiting for the food to be done. You were starving and the aroma of meat was only making your hunger worsen.

"Hey, here comes your man!" Tetsuro whispered in your ear while playfully nudging you.

Your stomach growled loudly as you swatted at Kuroo. "Food now. Man later."

"You're right. Priorities." Kuroo chuckled holding up his hands. "But that doesn't seem to be stopping Bokuto and Akaashi from coming over here."

You glanced at the Fukurodani duo. Hunger forgotten.  "Holy fuck." You whispered. Bokuto Kotaro was not wearing his long knee sleeves. Your face flushed, "No wonder he wears those things. He'd be too powerful otherwise, no one would pay attention to the ball." Your eyes snagging on the rather large tattoo on his left thigh. A  cats face, half normal with a y/c eye and half skeletal. And nestled behind the skeleton side was...your favorite flower? It was just a coincidence, lots of people have the same favorite flower and your eye color. Maybe you were biased but you thought it was pretty.

Tetsuro snapped you out of your thoughts with a snort. "Simp much? And is that drool from the bbq...or the cake headed this way."

"Oh, that was a mistake." Kenma commented while playing his game. "It's going to be mildly inconvenient to replace you but you will be missed."

Casually you answered back, "Shuddup. Takes one to know one. I seem to recall certain screenshots that would look great posted on Twitter."

At that moment the Fukurodani pair made it to where you were. "Hey hey hey! What would look great posted on Twitter?" Bokuto asked with a smile.

You smirked at Tetsu, opening your mouth, "Tets caught being—." Tetsuro smacked a hand over your mouth.

"Nothing!" Changing the subject, "Y/n was just about to show us her tattoo. Right?" You licked his hand. "Gross. You don't know where my hand has been, you know how many microbes could be on there!" He yelled wiping it off.

You shrugged, grinning. "I have an excellent immune system." Clearing your throat, "Hey Akaashi," Your cheeks rosied under Bokuto's golden gaze. "H-hey Bokuto."

"Your soulmate tattoo? Cool, usually I keep mine covered but I felt like letting loose today after practice." He smiled lifting his leg. Akaashi groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. How was his best friend this dense?

You crossed your arms to keep the urge to trace it with your fingertips in check. "Er, yeah. I don't even really know what it is. It's on my back and part of my arms. All I know is it has feathers. Yours is gorgeous and interesting though."

"Why don't you have Kuroo take a picture of it so you can see it?" Bokuto suggested.

"That is a great idea Bokuto!" Rubbing his hands together, "C'mere Y/n, let me see that tattoo."

You rolled your eyes. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you were a perv, Tets. I know I'm pretty but think of Kenma."

"Kenma is nothing more to me than a soulmate! I swear!" Kuroo joked.

"Back at ya babe." Kenma replied not looking away from his games. He had long become immune to yours and Kuroo's antics.

"You guys are strange but I'm used to weirdos." Akaashi smirked.

You poked your tongue out at Akaashi, "You say that like its a bad thing." You conceded. "Alright alright. I'll show you after we eat." You were curious about what was on your back.

"Y/nnnnnn. Why must you torture me?" Kuroo complained.

"I ain't ever seen two agreeable best friends, one of em always gotta be a whiney little bitch." You said to Tetsuro.

"So you admit I'm your bestie! Wait- I'm not whiney!" Kuroo exclaimed.

You cackled, "So you admit you're a little bitch?" Your eyes wandering, catching on a small girl holding an empty plate trembling in the middle of a bunch of boys. "I gotta do something, I'll be right back guys." You made your way over to the tiny girl.

"Oi!" Kuroo yelled after you.

"I mean she's not wrong." Akaashi snickered.

"Kenma, Y/n and Akaashi are being mean." Kuroo pouted.

"Show me the lie and I'll defend you." Kenma teased his soulmate.

"I hate it here." Kuroo crossed his arms.

Akaashi nudged him, talking lowly. "While Y/n's gone and Bo's distracted by the food. I found something out." Akaashi had a small impish grin, "I'm 99% sure Bokuto and Y/n are soulmates."

Kuroo's eyes widend. "No fuckin way! How?"

"Well Bo woke up this morning yelling about his tattoo tingling. It's the first time. And then during the last game I noticed he kept massaging his leg. I thought maybe he strained it but I asked and he said it hadn't stopped prickling all day. He thinks his soulmate must live by the high school. The himbo didn't hear it was her birthday today apparently." Akaashi explained.

Kuroo's mouth gaped open. "I think your right. Y/n said hers has been bugging her all day. But she also thinks it's someone out in the city." Kuroo looked to you then to Bokuto. "Holy fucking shit."

You pushed your way through the guys surrounding the girl, "Excuse me boys! Can't you see your frightening the poor thing?" You shooed them away. You knew they were just trying to be friendly but sometimes they didn't know how intimidating they can be. You gave a big smile to the blonde girl in front of you. "Hey, you're one of Karasuno's managers right? I'm Nekomas, my names Y/n. Are you okay? I know the guys can seem scary but most of em are just big softies." You punch one of your hands with the other, "And if they aren't you just have to seem scarier."

She returned a small smile. "H-hi. Yeah, I j-just joined. My names Y-yachi. Hinata mentioned you. He said you were nice. And t-that you gave him a nickname?"

"Really? I actually just joined a couple weeks ago but I've been watching my friends play forever." You blushed slightly at Hinata's compliment. "Er, yeah. I'm kinda a volleyball nerd and it seemed to fit him." You laughed.

"What did you mean by 'seem scarier'?" Yachi timidly asked.

"In my case I just use my scary face to keep Kuroo in line and mess with him...well and for jerks. Watch." You turned to face Tetsuro with dead eyes and your face emotionless except for the creepy grin plastered on. In a sing-song voice, "Kuroo Tetsuro!"

You only use his full name when he's in trouble trouble. Stepping behind Kenma for protection, "I didn't even do anything!"

"I know." You winked and softend your smile to a friendly one. Turning back to Yachi, "See, just pretend to be even more badass then you actually are. Give me your best scary face."

"I'm not badass, not like you..." Yachi murmured.

You snorted. "I don't know, taking on a rowdy buncha boys from Karasuno? Seems pretty badass to me."

Yachi gave you a small smile. "Ok." You could see the gears turning in her mind. Then she gave you her best scary-badass face.

"Perfect! No one will mess with you with that face!" You said excitedly. "It actually kinda reminds me of the look your setter gives Hinata if he messes up."

Yachi giggled. "Kageyama's angry face is the scariest thing I've seen."

"Ready to put your new skill to the test?" You raised an eyebrow.

With a determined nod she walked to the nearest grill and cleared her throat. "Excuse me."

A couple boys turned, "Hey, cu....tie." Their faces paled slightly and their words trailed off. As they stepped aside leaving their spots at the grill open, "Ah, nevermind." 

You chuckled lightly as Yachi turned around with a plate full of meat and veggies. Giving her a thumbs up as she walked back to you. "See I knew you could do it!"

"Thanks Y/n!" Yachi smiled.

"No prob-." Right then your stomach growled ferociously. Embarrassed you replied, "-lem. Um I better go and get some food before those heathens eat it all and my stomach decides to eat itself. Bye, Yachi!"

"See ya Y/n!" Yachi waved goodbye.

Making your way back to your little group your mouth watered. God you were starving and there was a juicy looking piece of meat in front of Tetsuro. Probably his but you have just as quick reflexes as him. With your chopsticks you grabbed it quickly while he was talking to Kenma. A second later another pair barely missing said BBQ. "Haha, too slow Tets!" You teased bringing the BBQ closer to your mouth. Except it wasn't Tetsuro.

"Damn Y/n, you're quick!" Bokuto laughed.

"Oh. Sorry, I assumed that was Tetsu's food. Here you take it." Your cheeks rosied as you set the food on his plate.

"No, it was his. I was just going to steal it. BBQ meats my favorite." Bokuto grinned, his eyes crinkling. "Do you want to share? I haven't seen you eat anything yet."

"Sure, us food pilferers gotta stick together!" You nudged his side playfully.

"Kenma, Akaashi!" Kuroo whispered fiercely. "You seein this shit?!"

"Wow." Kenmas eyes widened slightly.

"Whoa, Bo is sharing BBQ meat. That's big." Akaashi commented while turning to hand a cup of water to a choking Kageyama, completely unfazed.

"Y/n sharing food at all is...unnatural. You wouldn't want to get between her and her food, especially when she's hungry." Kuroo's eyes looked distant as he shivered remembering the one time he made such a mistake. "It's not pretty, trust me."

You turned to the three boys swallowing the mouthful you had. "My shit talkin radar is going off. You talkin smack, Tets?"

Tetsuro smirked, "No, just observing that you're actually sharing food with someone."

You puffed your cheeks out in embarrassment. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I share...sometimes."

"Random stray animals don't count." Kuroo laughed.

"They do too! They're just so cute and I want to give them all the love they deserve." You pouted.

"So does that make Bokuto a stray that needs all the love?" Akaashi teased.

"And that you think he's cute?" Kuroo questioned.

Bokuto's ears perked at the sound of his name and heard Akaashi and Kuroo's questions. It took everything in him to keep his face neutral and not look like he was eager waiting for what you would say.

He did not do a good a job as he thought he was doing.

Your mouth gaped open as your cheeks flushed. You glanced at Bokuto. His face was as flushed as yours felt and it looked like he wanted to take a step closer to you, he was leaning so close. Maybe you should take a chance. Besides the obvious dislike of today in general, you felt an air of hope also. Taking a sharp inhale through your nose you said quietly, "Well, you'd have to be a blind idiot to not think he's attractive. And I'm not blind nor an idiot so." You shrugged your shoulders while shoving a bite of food into your mouth. Akaashi and Kuroo had shocked expressions on their faces. They were not expecting you to admit it. Kenma had a small smile that said he was proud of you. Bokuto was practically glowing. You cleared your throat, changing subject. "So, we're done eating now yeah? I promised to show you my soulmate tattoo and I'm a woman of my word." You handed Tetsuro your phone. "Bokuto had the idea you take a picture so I can see the whole thing." In a small voice you asked, "Can you, please?"

That fear in your voice snapped Kuroo out of his shock. "Y/n, I know I've been giving you shit about it but really you don't have to." Tetsu spoke quietly pulling you into a gentle hug.

Kenma sensed your discomfort and wormed his way into your and Tetsu's hug, giving you your last birthday hug. "He's right. Don't force yourself if you don't want to."

You shook your head, squeezing tight your two best friends. "No, I want to. Curious even but...I know it's stupid but I'm scared."

"That's okay. We're here for you." Tets whispered.

"No matter what." Kenma replied.

"I love you guys, thanks." You nodded letting go. A wry smile gracing your lips. "How fitting my 17th birthday hug be right before the big reveal." You clapped your hands together, getting back to business. "Ight, let's see what this big badass bitch looks like." With that you twirled on your heel and pulled your shirt just over your head, leaving your arms in; your back facing the group of 4 boys. You did have some modesty being as you were surrounded by 150+ people.

"Oh damn! You weren't kidding Y/n. It really does take up your whole back." Kuroo said shocked as he took in the tattoo smiling.

You rolled your eyes. "Well not all of us can have cute little dainty ones like you and Kens." Testu had a little gaming controller on his inner bicep and Kens had the chemical formula for love on his ribcage. Lucky bastards.

You heard Kenmas quiet voice. "Y/n, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised." You heard the click of your phone taking the picture.

"It's actually quite lovely too." Akaashi complimented as his theory was confirmed.

"Wow." You heard Bokuto murmur and before you could turn around you felt a finger delicately trace your back. You inhaled sharply as that sensation overrode the tingling of your tattoo. Was Tetsu being a creep? Or..? An awkward cough pulled you out of your thoughts and the finger gliding across your skin disappeared. Slipping your shirt back on you turned around. To be face to face with Bokuto. Was he the one touching you like that?! Your face turned a violent shade of red and your brain was glitching. Bokuto was staring at you intensely, his eyes zeroing in on yours.

Kuroo nudged your shoulder a wild grin on his face. "Here ya go Y/n." He sang song.

Breaking eye contact from Bokuto and looking at your phone you gasped. You were met with the same golden sunset eyes you'd recognize anywhere. The very same ones you were just staring into. Only it wasn't  Bokuto's face looking back at you. This time it was a grey, black and white owl with its wings spread in flight against a night sky filled with stars. And a handful of the stars were made into a constellation of a volleyball. No. No way was it possible. You looked up into the bright metallic eyes you had fell hard for. "You...?"

One of Bokuto's warm hands cupped your cheek tilting your head up. Leaning down he whispered, "I knew I remembered those eyes from somewhere."

His lips were on yours and stealing the breath from you. Eyes fluttering shut, your tattoo had finally stopped tingling and the knot in your heart loosened. Bokuto fucking Kotaro, the boy your heart had already started to fall for, was your soulmate. Suddenly you were lifted off the ground. Instinctively your legs wound their way around his waist and your arms twined around his shoulders, one hand in his hair. Bokuto lightly bit your lip making you gasp and open your mouth. His tongue darting inside to meet yours. A supernova of explosions were crackling in your veins. If he hadn't been holding you you would have fell due to the fact your legs becoming jelly. Your lungs were beginning to strain from lack of oxygen but you didn't care. You didn't need air when your nerves were buzzing alive from the contact with Bokuto. You didn't know how long you two had been kissing but Bokuto pulled away just enough. Both of you were breathing hard. "I promised myself that would be the first thing I did when I found my soulmate. When I found you."

A breathy laugh left you. "I'm gonna have to add kissing to the list of skills you have, Bokuto."

"Oh?" He smiled fondly at you. "Ya know Y/n you can call me Kotaro. Like last night."

Your brow furrowed. "I didn't—" Hazy memories of last night after the game came to you in flashes. You did use his given name. But more embarrassing is what you'd said about him in your frustratingly truthful state. A vulnerability only a few knew about. You were going to kill him. Or at least make him think so. "Hey Kotaro could you set me down for a sec please."

"Sure thing, baby owl." Kotaro set you down gently and kissed your cheek.

You blushed at the pet name and the soft kiss. Turning to the others you started to count silently on your fingers.

"What are you doing?" Akaashi questioned confusedly. He thought you would have been overjoyed at the fact you and Bo were soulmates.

"Oh I'm counting the ingredients  I need to buy for apple pie for Kenma. Kens how many pies do you think you'll need to get over Tets' death?" You smiled sunnily at Tetsuro.

"Hmmm. I think five would be good." Kenma replied.

"I am worth way more than 5! Wait, what?" Tetsuro panicked. "I promise Y/n I had the purest of intentions!"

You took a step towards Kuroo and he took one back. "Oh?"  You started chasing after Tetsu and he only made it a few feet before you tackled him.

"Y/n please don't kill me! Akaashi and I realized you and Bokuto liked eachother and we thought this would get the ball rolling, honest!" To say Kuroo was shocked when you hugged him would be an understatement. You weren't killing him?

Unwinding your arms from his neck you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "Thanks Tets, for making me join the team" you mumbled, "and for helping with Ko."

Kuroo grinned. "HEY BABE! DID YA HEAR Y/N THANKING ME?! Y/N. THANKING. ME."

You rolled your eyes still smiling and pushed Tetsuro away. "And moments ruined." Once you made your way back to the group you snuggled yourself up against Kotaro's side and he wrapped his arm around you. Looking towards Akaashi you thanked him also. " Thank you for nudging us together so if you ever have a sweet tooth for a baked good, I'm your girl."

Kotaro kissed the top of your head. "My sweet girl."

"Oh you don't have to do that. I'm just happy Bo is happy, that's good enough for me." Keiji chuckled.

"Trust me Akaashi, you'll definitely want to take her up on her offer. Her apple pies are delicious and she makes mine and Tetsu's birthday cake every year too." Kenma added while still playing his game. You blushed at his compliment.

"Alright then, I will." Akaashi nodded.

"What about me?" Kotaro squeezed you & had a little bit of a pout.

You reached up on your toes and pulled him down to kiss his forehead. "For you, owl boy, I'll make a whole bakeries worth." You pecked him on the lips.

"Ew. Is this what me and Kenma are like?" Tetsu's face was all screwed up in disgust. "There is no way we are that bad. Right Kitten?" He declared as he was hugging Kenma from behind with his chin resting on Kenma's head. You've noticed that's his favorite way to be lovey.

"You are." Kens replied.

"Sorry bro but the love of your life is right." You giggled.

"I honestly don't know how I put up with you two. I deserve a medal." Tets said bewildered.

"Sure bestie. Sure you do." You ruffled his already messy hair.

"Don't patronize me." He pointed a finger at you.

You batted your eyelashes. "Me? Never."

Kuroo looked at Bokuto. "Y/n is your problem now. Good luck bro."

Incredulously you yelled. "HEY I'M NOT—"

Kotaro squeezed you tighter with one arm & with the other gently tilted your chin up, making you look at him. You could feel your heart go all soft looking into those golden eyes. "You're not a problem. Your my soulmate. I can't wait to get to know you and fall even more in love with you." He leaned in closer giving you another one of those earth shattering kisses.

This boy. This boy made your heart flutter, your stomach swirl... and your brain dumb. Thats why when he regretfully pulled away the only thing that came out of your stupid mouth was a whispered "Oh."

"Damn Bo way to make literally the whole camp feel single." Kuroo laughed. "Akaashi did you know that he was such a Casanova?"

Keiji nodded while eating a slice of watermelon & swallowed before answering. "I knew he was a romantic but not this intense."

A few hours later everyone was waiting to get on their busses to go home. You waved goodbye to the new friends you had made. However you and Kotaro were holding on to one another. You'd only just found eachother and now you had to say goodbye. You bit your lip. "I don't want to go yet." A few hours together had turned you into a mess.

"Hey, baby owl," His thumb traced your cheek, "its okay. We don't live that far from eachother. We'll see eachother all the time and talk on the phone yeah?"

You leaned into his warm touch. "You're right." You turned to kiss his palm. His cheeks flushed. He was also a mess. "So call me when you get home, to let me you got there okay, alright?"

At first his lips brushed yours then he deepened the kiss. Just as your lungs were about to scream he pulled away but just barely. Whispering "Looking forward to it."

That night you talked until the brightest of stars dimmed and the sun rose. Turning the sky a swath of pink, orange and a color that was quickly becoming your favorite. A color that reminded you of your soulmates sunshine eyes.

[asahipleaseloveme]

All Bets are Off

Kuroo x Reader A/N: this was supposed to be for my 200 follower event....but I got carried away. This might be extremely self indulgent. Oops. Anyway, I love Kuroo very much. Word Count: 2,222 Warnings: none? (let me know if I missed anything)

“That’s a nice jersey you’ve got on there,” an unfamiliar voice snapped your eyes away from the court where your favorite team was warming up. 

“M-me?” you asked as you looked around to see that you were the only person in this section of bleachers. 

The black-haired man chuckled before responding. “Yes, you. I haven’t seen a lot of people wearing this jersey.”

You pulled the shirt taut as you stared down at it. “Well, to be honest, it’s my favorite number. I saw it and bought it immediately. I didn’t know much about the player who sports this number, but he’s become my favorite to watch,” you stared at the man, mentally smacking yourself on the head for speaking so much. 

A whistle blew, indicating that the match was about to start. You weren’t sure if the stranger was going to move on or if you should ask him to sit next to you. Not that you would really pay too much attention to him, as you tended to get really invested in the games. 

“Would you believe me if I told you that I taught Tsukishima everything he knows?” he smirked.

“You? Psh, no way!” you stated in disbelief. 

“I’m serious! I took him under my wing in high school. Watch, I bet I can get him to wave.”

“No way! I bet he won’t even look over here!”

“If he does, then I’ll sit next to you for the whole game. Do you accept the bet?”

You pretended to think deeply about the offer placed before you. “Hm, I accept. But, if he doesn’t wave back, then um, you have to….I don’t know…sit on your hands for the first game.”

“Oh, you came to play. Alright, I accept.” He took a deep breath and whispered to himself, “Okay, Tsukki, don’t let me down.”

He called out “Tsukki-dude” and threw his hand up. 

To your surprise, your favorite player looked over in the direction of you and the stranger, and put his hand up while giving a slight eye roll. 

The stranger turned back to you beaming. You smiled and patted the seat next to you. 

“I’m Kuroo Tetsuro. Figured you should know my name since we’ll be sitting next to each other for the next couple of hours,” he smiled. 

You gave him your name, and then the two of you sat in silence for the first few plays of the game. 

Normally, when you sit by yourself, you try to analyze and guess the next play. You were so focused on the game, you had forgotten that Kuroo was sitting there. 

“I bet he misses this serve,” you said out loud. 

“Oh? And what are the stakes?” Kuroo asked. 

“What?” you asked in confusion.

“You just made a bet. What are you wagering?”

You thought quickly. This was not something you were used to. 

“Oh, right. Hm, if he misses his serve, you have to tell me what you do for a living,” you said cautiously “I mean, only if you accept that, of course,” you added. 

“No faith in your favorite player? That’s harsh. If he makes it over, then you tell me what you do, deal?”

You nodded as the whistle blew. Tsukishima took a deep breath before tossing the ball. It sailed to the top of the net, only to hit the top and roll down on his team’s side. 

Kuroo sat wide-eyed. “Wow,that was close! How’d you know he’d miss it? Amazing!”

You shrugged your shoulders. “I just watch a lot of volleyball.”

And so it went for the next couple of hours, you and Kuroo placing simple bets and gradually getting to know each other over the game of volleyball. 

The match was coming to an end. The Frogs were leading this last set by one and only needed one more point to win the match. 

“Let’s say we make this interesting. If the game ends on a Tsukishima kill, I get to take you out for a drink after the game,” Kuroo led with caution. 

“Okay, I can get down with that. And if the game ends on a Tsukishima block, then I get to take you to breakfast tomorrow morning,” you countered. 

“Breakfast…interesting. And what if the game ends differently?”

“Hm, then I guess we just go our separate ways,” you say with some disappointment in your voice. 

“Well, then let’s hope Tsukishima doesn’t let us down,” the eagerness in his voice was breaking through. 

The Frogs received the serve and it seemed like the volley was taking an eternity. Both you and Kuroo were literally on the edge of your seats. 

Tsukishima spiked the ball and it made it past the blockers, only to be dug by the libero. A quick backset to the right side, and it looked like this game was about to be tied. But then, out of nowhere, Tsukishima’s arms made it just in time to block the spike and the other team was unable to reach it before it hit the ground. 

You jumped up excitedly and clapped and cheered as loud as you could. Kuroo stood up as well, but his focus was not on the cheering team below, but on you. He stared at you in amazement; most of your bets were spot on and he can’t remember a time where he’d met someone into volleyball as much as he was. 

“That was amazing!” you called out. 

“Yeah, it was. So, breakfast tomorrow?”

“Oh yeah! You know that breakfast place a couple of blocks from here? Let’s meet there at 9:30 tomorrow morning! Does that work for you?” you asked. 

He smiled at you, “yeah, that works for me.”

“Wait, here…” you handed him a piece of paper with your phone number, “just in case you’re going to be late or decide you can’t make it. I’m really serious about my breakfast, Kuroo Tetsuro.” You gave a little wave as you walked away. 

“I’ll be there,” he stood staring at the piece of paper, his heart fluttering a little faster. 

You pulled into the parking lot an hour before the agreed upon time. You were a little more excited than you wanted to admit. Kuroo was the first person in a long time that gave you  butterflies in the pit of your stomach. He had texted you shortly after you left the game last night to thank you for letting him sit with you and to make sure that you had his number, too. 

After twenty minutes of sitting in your car and staring at your texts, you decided to go wait inside. When you walked in, you were surprised to see that Kuroo was already in there waiting for you. 

“You’re early,” you chuckled. 

“Well, you said that you were serious about breakfast, and who am I to come between you and that,” he grinned deviously. 

A warmness spread across your cheeks as you smiled back. 

A nice server interrupted the moment that was happening between the two of you and showed you to your table. You both ordered a coffee as you looked over the menu. 

“So, how long have you been a fan of the Frogs?” Kuroo asked you as he pushed the menu off to the side. 

“Mm, a few years. I’ve always been into volleyball. I played when I was little all the way up to highschool. I wanted to play in college, but it just wasn’t in the cards,” you sighed as you also put the menu off to the side. 

“Oh? That’s unfortunate. Why didn’t it work out, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“I don’t mind. If I’m honest, I didn’t think I was good enough to play. And the more I think about it, the more I’m disappointed in myself for not even trying to go for it. But, it is what it is, you know.”

He chuckled, “yeah, I definitely understand. And this is going to sound cliche, but you shouldn’t regret the decisions you made; just look forward to the decisions you are going to make.”

“Ah, you are so right,” you said as the server made their way back to your table with your drinks. 

“I would like the strawberry cream cheese french toast with a side of hashbrowns, please,” you smiled at the server as you handed them your menu.

“Wonderful choice. And for you, sir?”

“I’ll just stick with coffee, thank you.”

The server nodded and walked away. 

You stared at Kuroo with a mixture of disbelief and disgust. 

“What?” he asked you earnestly. 

“You’ll ‘just stick with coffee’? I am appalled. How? Why?”

“I’m not really much of a breakfast person. Usually just have a coffee.”

“Oh my goodness. I bet I can change that,” you said, really just confused on how someone didn’t like breakfast. 

“Oh, yeah? How do you think you can make me eat breakfast?”

“Well, obviously I’ll have to take you to breakfast more often.”

Kuroo stared at you, a light red covering the tips of his ears. You hadn’t even finished this breakfast date and you were already wanting to have more dates with him. 

“Hm, I think I can accept that.”

The two of you chatted about this and that. Talking to Kuroo was very easy. He made you feel like you were the most important person in the room, and his focus hinged on every word you said. 

The server refilled his coffee a couple of times before your food finally arrived. It smelled heavenly and you knew that it was going to taste just as good. You cut into it and started stuffing your face. You paused for a moment as you realized that Kuroo was staring at you. 

“You wanna bite?” you asked with your cheeks full. 

“N-no, it’s okay,” he politely declined, but you were already pushing your plate toward him. 

“Please, I insist. It’s really good. I promise you’ll like it.”

He smiled as he took his fork and took a tiny corner piece. 

“No, no. You have to take some stuff in the middle, too!” you stared at him intently, determined to not take the plate back until he takes a bite that you deem acceptable. 

He laughed and did as you said. You watched closely as he ate the biggest bite of your food. The look on his face made you feel like you had just accomplished a great feat. He was at least willing to try something different, which made  you happy.

“So?”

“It’s pretty tasty, ______. It might be a little too sweet for me though,” he chuckled nervously. 

You gave a little pout as you took your plate back. 

“Well, I tried. More for me, I guess,” you huffed as you took another bite. 

The rest of the breakfast went by way too fast. The server came with the bill and placed it between you. As Kuroo went to take the ticket, you stopped him quickly. 

“Hold on there, I asked you to get breakfast with me.”

“Well, I consider this a first date. And I insist that I pay for it,” he retorted. 

“Hmm, but I insist. My meal was more expensive. You only got coffee! I should pay for the meal.”

“I’m going to have to argue that I should pay for the meal this ti-”

You cut him off by leaning over the table and kissing him, causing him to drop his guard. You were able to grab the bill from his grip. By the time he finally came around to realize what was happening, you had pulled away. You did a little dance in your seat. 

“Looks like I’ll be paying this time,” you smiled as you pulled out your card. 

“Actually,” he started and you paused, “I gave them my card when I first walked in and told them that I would be picking up the tab,” he smiled that irritatingly cute smile you had started to really come to enjoy. 

“So, my distraction was all for nothing,” you slumped in your chair disappointed. 

“I wouldn’t say that,” he smirked. “But I think you still have some syrup on your face. Let me help you,” he scooted his chair next to yours and took your face in his hands. He planted a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away, “Hm, now that’s a sweetness I can come to enjoy.”

You could feel your whole body get warmer. You weren’t exactly sure how you were supposed to respond to that, so you just sat there with a goofy smile on your face.  

Kuroo was the first to break the silence between you.

“I have a question for you. Would you want to come over to my place and watch some recent volleyball games I’ve recorded? You’re really good at analyzing. I bet you predict more things correctly than me,” he was confident in his remark. 

“Oh? And what is the wager?”

“I take you to dinner.”

“I accept that wager! You’re on!” 

You knew that it wouldn’t matter if you won the bet or lost the bet, you would be going to dinner with Kuroo. The two of you giggled as you walked out together. You had never been much of a gambler before, but you might just hit the jackpot with Kuroo Tetsuro.

[oh-my-may]

Suna, Osamu, Sugawara, Bokuto and Kuroo with a s/o who gets midnight snacks

requested: Could you write haikyuu boys w an s/o who loves midnight snacks? Bcs lately I’ve been making a snack like every night lol

Idrc who just at least suna 🙏 ty love <3

A/N: Totally get you, anon, I also have a habit of eating late at night. I chose a few random characters, but do tell me if you'd like to see more in the future?

Again, this is the timeskip! characters

My requests are still open! Make sure to check out my prompt event I'm doing rn where I'll write your personalized scenarios!

pairings: Suna Rintaro x gn! reader, Osamu Miya x gn! reader, Sugawara Koushi x gn! reader, Bokuto Kotaro x gn! reader, Kuroo Tetsuro x gn! reader

warnings: none

genre: fluff

Suna Rintaro:

Will snack with you, 110%

If u want the snacks for yourself good luck not waking him up, he WILL know what you’re doing the second his sleepy self hears the crinkle of wrappers

Lazily comes up behind you when he sees you making one and just… drops on you. Like his full body weight. Is all demanding, too, but in a tired voice. “gimme one.”

You can’t be mad at him for stealing your food, he’s way too cute

Will glare at you if u don’t share

Osamu Miya:

??? midnight snacks yes please??

His entire day consists of snacks wdym, mans owns a whole onigiri shop if anything HE is the one to bring the snacks to you in the first place

Honestly though, there will barely a day go by in the shop when he won’t bring you something for your late-night munchies

Is happy when you decide to share it, but is also contempt with just watching you lovingly, sitting at the kitchen counter as you gulp down your favourite snack

Sugawara Koushi:

Sweet boy, will do anything for you

And by anything I mean he will get up in the middle of the night to bring you your favourite snack or will accompany you to the store to buy one, will even pay for it

BUT he will also lecture you that eating this late is not the healthiest habit to have

After all he IS a primary school teacher so he has to get up earlier than you, so when you get your munchies you try to not wake him up at night and sometimes leave him some left-overs he can take to work in the morning

Cuties

Bokuto Kotaro:

IS the snack

All fun aside, is probably the one who gets you into this habit in the first place

Mans is a professional volleyball player he needs protein okay, all day everyday EVEN at night so obviously you notice when he gets up after a movie and just… makes himself a meal before bed

Will spoon feed you and grin like crazy as he does so

One day you got home from work very late, he was already asleep, so you tried to not wake him when you got to work on his left overs. He still woke up though and caught you like a deer in headlights

Was not mad though, if anything he found it adorable and was grateful you could make use of his left overs. In return you leave him some the next few days because you feel bad

Kuroo Tetsuro:

Will dismiss this habit as stupid until you stop bugging him about going to the store with you

You went with Kenma instead, who usually has a full blown meal after his streams, so it becomes a thing for you

Kuroo feels left out, so he begrudgingly struts to your local fast food store one night when he woke up without you next to him

Is not hungry, just wants to lay his head on your shoulder and listen to your seemingly nonsensical conversation with Kenma until you get home

It becomes a ritual twice a week, Kuroo always almost falls asleep as you happily munch on some fries

Sometimes he brings you snacks when he comes from work late, so you don’t have to leave the house. He even allows you to snack them in bed as long as he can cuddle up to you

[amjustagirl]

castles in the air: chapter 1

chapters: one.// two.// three.// four.// five.// six.// seven.// eight.// nine.// ten.//

pairing: kuroo tetsuro x f! reader  genre: university romantic dramedy, mild angst, fluff wc: 4.2k  summary: kuroo tetsuro is your pain in the ass classmate. that’s all. really. 

Kuroo Tetsuro is many things. 

A top student, appearing on the dean’s list from his very first semester, to the envy of his peers. A starting player in Waseda University’s volleyball team, his reputation as a solid middle blocker that anchored a team all the way to Nationals preceding him. A filial son and grandson, visiting his grandparents every weekend, a bouquet of flowers in hand for his obaa-san. 

Kuroo Tetsuro is also falling asleep in Finance 102. 

He slips in and out of strange, exhaustion fuelled dreams, of long haired girls in cat ears, of cats in funny hats, of the Nekoma team scurrying around Tokyo to find Fukunaga when he disappears yet again on one of his many adventures, of Coach Nekomata lowering the net down and raising it back up again, as he switches in between his younger and older self - 

“Oi”, a hissed whisper. “The Prof said this topic is going to come out in finals, you better stay awake!” 

He forces a bleary eye to open. The professor’s screen swims before him, the old man’s voice droning on and on about the time value of money, the calculation of bonds. His mind is no match for the sagging exhaustion in his bones, the soreness in his sinews. Yesterday, his captain made the entire team run around the track until dusk is swallowed by the night, all that after countless diving drills and weight training and - he probably should’ve brought toothpicks to class, if only to prop his eyelids up, because he’s really fighting a losing battle right here. 

The human alarm clock behind him decides to resort to violence, jabs him sharply in the soft spot between his shoulder blades. That, at least, jolts him awake. He topples from the castles in his dreams into the cruel, harsh reality that he’s in a lecture hall and not his nice, soft bed. 

(wait a minute. alarm clocks don’t resort to violence.)

He straightens in his chair, whipping his head around to meet your unimpressed eyes. Oh, he knows you - you caught his eye immediately during the spring semester, neutral expression on your face as you crunched through pink and white blossoms to make your way through class. He’d passed you in the dorm hallways, seen you disappear with your basket of neatly pressed laundry into your room, just a few doors from him. But you weren’t one of his classmates within his orbit, mostly content with your own company, so he only truly pays you any notice when he sees your name appear next to his on the dean’s list, one of the few girls to impress the notoriously parochial finance professors enough to garner top scores.

“Thanks”, he whispers, shooting you (what he hopes is) a charming smirk. 

It evidently isn’t. 

You glance at him flatly, eyes swivelling back to the professor’s screen. Your fingers don’t stop moving, typing furiously. He gathers himself, wills the exhaustion away before trying to follow your lead, takes some useful notes down in a bid to maintain his place at the front of the pack. It works somewhat, he can say with some confidence that he’s managed to absorb most of what’s being taught, and he turns back to thank you, his human alarm clock (or so he dubs you, in his head), when he realises you’ve already scurried off, slipping through the door. 

“Hey!”

A bevy of classmates descend upon him, mistakenly assuming he’s calling them over to accompany him for lunch. He lets them sweep him away, but resolves to find an opportunity to speak with you. 

You’re surprising. He kinda likes that. 

He doesn’t have to wait terribly long. 

After all, he stays in the same dorm as you, so it’s only a matter of time before he spots you in the cafeteria, laptop perched in front of a plate of garlic fried rice. He’s already had dinner with his teammates after practice, so he swipes a bottle of tea from the vending machine, an excuse to slide into the seat across from you. 

“Hi”, he says, with yet another smirk. 

He’s trying his best to be as suave as people assume he is, but fails miserably as he struggles to open the cap. You stay silent, watching him fight the plastic bottle until you reach over, and with dry hands, you twist it open, hand it back to him.  

“Thanks”, he says, this time with a sheepish smile. You just watch him silently. “And thanks for - y’know - keeping me awake in class.” 

“No problem”, you shrug. In a clear act of dismissal, you turn your attention back to your screen. 

Kuroo has plenty of manners drilled into him by his obaa-san, his ojii-san, his stern father especially giving no ground to any childhood mischief. Memories of slippers and rolled up newspapers are still seared into his brain, but time spent amongst his teammates in Nekoma has instilled an appreciation for chaos, for playfulness that makes him steal a piece of katsu from your plate, drop it into his mouth. 

It’s childish, he knows. But for a reason he can’t really articulate right now, he really, really wants you to pay him some attention, wants you to lift your eyes from the screen, possibly scold him with girlish outrage, squawk at him. That’s how he used to bond with his team, after all - roughhousing and playing pranks and mocking each other. 

But you’re different. His mistake is to cross a maiden who wields her sword without hesitation. A flash of silver, glinting in the light, and you stab his hand with your fork.

“What the - “ he clutches his wrist to his chest, scowling indignantly at the pinprick of pain. “It’s just one piece of food!”

“I don’t even know you, asshole!” You wave your fork accusingly at him, a threat that you have no qualms about attacking him again. He rears back. “Spit it out!” 

“It’s already in my stomach!” His eyes widen as you point your fork towards his belly. “Okay, okay - sheesh. I’ll buy you dinner tomorrow!” 

Your annoyance seems to bleed away at the offer of food. 

“Fine”, you retract your deadly weapon. “What time?” 

“7pm. You’re so demanding, woman”, he grumbles, nursing his wounded pride. 

You twirl your fork in your hand with a menacing frown. He scuttles away, a bottle of tea held aloft like a shield. 

He does his research before dinner the next day. 

The campus is huge, and so is the cohort of business students, so it’s little wonder that your circles and his don’t overlap. But Sato from his team was in your project group in Finance 101 in the previous semester, and smirks when he mentions your name - even though Kuroo thinks he definitely has no ground for looking so smug, not when he’s a second year student having to pretty much retake his entire first year due to crappy grades. 

“Easiest project ever”, he grins, with a thumbs up that Kuroo’s tempted to shove up his ass. “She pretty much did the whole thing herself and gave us scripts to read off. She’s a frigid bitch but at least she didn’t complain much about it.” 

“Of course”, Kuroo says. “I’m sure that’d help you out when Finance 102 rolls around again.” 

He leaves Sato puzzling over his remark, papering his snark over with a friendly, genial smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. 

There’s little else he can find out about you. His neighbour next door mentions off-hand that you’ve lent her 100 yen coins at the laundromat, giggles when she whispers that your nose was buried in a romance manga of some kind, too engrossed in it to pay her much attention at all. His deskmate confirms what he already knows, that you were so close to topping the cohort, missing out on the best grades by just a hair. 

So when 7pm rolls around, he’s curious, even though he knows curiosity killed the cat. You’re already there, eyes still perennially on your laptop screen. You shriek when he tugs it away from you. 

“Boo!” 

Your reflexes are whip-fast, palm landing a stinging slap to his wrist. The girls’ volleyball team would be lucky to have you. 

“Relax”, he drawls, pushing your laptop back. You hug it to your chest, glaring at him like an affronted kitten. “I’m just saying hi.”

“You’re supposed to be buying me dinner, not attempt to steal my things again”, you snap, nostrils flaring. “Though maybe I should just buy my own dinner and eat it in my room, maybe I’ll get some peace and quiet that way - “

“Sit tight, princess - let your loyal squire serve you your food - ”

He leaves you mouthing at him indignantly princess?! as he trots off, returning with two trays heavy with food. You stare at the plate he sets before you, before finally retracting your claws to grasp a fork. 

“Thanks”, you mutter, scowling when he refuses to let you open your laptop in a bid to distance yourself from him. 

“Uh uh”, he chides you, grinning when you snarl at him, a wildcat. “C’mon, I bought you dinner - “

“Cos you stole mine - “ 

“Hey, princess, that’s cos you asked me too -” 

“For the love of - could you not call me princess? I barely know you -” 

He continues, undeterred. “Princess”, he smirks mockingly. “I stole one piece of katsu, could you not exaggerate? Making me sound like a greedy pig - “ 

You chew on your food angrily as he chuckles. 

“Oh, cos you are - I’m gonna let you sleep through classes from now on - “ 

“Ah, that”, he lets his lips tilt upwards, eyes curving into crescents. “I was wondering why you did that, considering how anti-social you seem. Was it cos you felt sorry for me - or, is it cos’ you find me - “ 

“I just thought I’d be bored if one of my few competitors decided to sleep on his chances.” You stare at him defiantly, letting your own mouth slant into a smirk that mirrors his own. “It makes topping the class a lot less sweet - don’t you think? Don’t flatter yourself, Kuroo Tetsuro.” 

He gapes at you as you swallow your last mouthful of food, doesn’t shut his mouth as you give him a two fingered salute, disappearing from his view. 

Kenma stays silent throughout his tirade about you. And oh, does he rant.

“She’s so stuck-up, that stick in the mud. Just constantly studying and looking down from her ivory tower at us- c’mon I didn’t even score that much lower than her last semester, and if I did that’s cos unlike her I was actually busy having - y’know - an actual life outside of school, not that she’d know one if it smacked her in her face -” 

There’s no sound from the other side of the phone. 

“Kenma - did you mute me? What the hell, I call you once a week, and this is how you treat your best friend?” 

"Who says I'm your best friend?" 

"Kyanmaaaaa!" 

A cool click, tongue against teeth. "Is this one of those things that people do when they have a crush? Pretend to dislike each other?" 

"Did you listen to anything I've been saying for the past ten minutes -" 

"I guess it's like my dating sims", Kenma continues ponderously, as if Kuroo hadn't interrupted. "Using insults to hide their attraction towards each other -" 

"I'm not attracted to this - this hostile, grumpy woman?! She's rude and crabby to everyone -" 

"You probably deserve it. Weren't you rude to her first?"

"I was teasing her!" 

A shuffle, a soft sigh. "Same difference." 

It's Kuroo’s turn to sigh. "Fine. I definitely provoked her." He frowns at the knowing silence hanging over the line. "Fine, I should try to play nice." 

Kenma snorts, static stuttering. "You came to that conclusion on your own." 

A sly grin creeps onto his face. "Well, playing nice does have its benefits…" 

So he finds himself tracking you down, but you're surprisingly slippery, ducking away from lectures before he can catch hold of you, avoiding the cafeteria as if you know his schedule, and you're nowhere to be found in the crowded library, where you should be hiding out, along with the multitude of stressed out university students, praying at the altar of good grades. 

But he uses his eyes, and watches, and waits, and adopts a direct approach, knocking on your dorm door when he knows you’ve returned after a late night run to the library, long after dinner. The back of his shirt is damp from the murky humidity of the dying summer night, but he persists, hammering the wood with his fist when polite knocking fails to draw you out from your cave. 

“Oi, princess!” 

The door remains stubbornly shut. It might take a battering ram to get through to you. But at least there remains a malevolent human presence behind it, as a muffled "what d'you want?" leaks through the wood. You’re stubborn as hell, he’ll add that to the list of your attributes.  

He presses his hand to his chest, affecting sincerity. "I'm here to apologise."

The door cracks open. He can just about make out your eye, glaring at him fiercely.

(here, kitty, kitty.) 

"For what?" 

You’re definitely not making this easy for him. "For stealing your food? For teasing you."

A second, a beat. He grins when the crack to your fortress widens, ever so slightly. 

"Apology accepted. Is that all?" 

He catches the door easily, leans his weight open to force it open, at least so he can see your face. "Well, there'd be more if you actually opened your door and talked to me, like a normal person -" 

"Insults aren't gonna make me want to talk to you", you complain, but you open the door anyway. He wants to laugh, eyes sweeping up and down your form, amused to find out that you look far more approachable in adorable pyjamas with colourful cartoon prints. 

"Eyes up here, Kuroo-san", you snap your fingers at him. "If there's nothing else, I'll see you in class tomorrow."

He wedges his foot in before you can close the door on his face. “No! Learn some patience, won’t you?” You look as if you’re considering whether to punch his face, and he’d really like to avoid any internal bleeding, so he presses on. “Look - I was wondering if you’d like to partner up for the projects this semester with me.”

“With you?” you echo, shock evident on your face before you school it back into its usual deadpan expression, folding her arms. “You could partner up with anyone else -” 

“Yeah, but any team with both of us would be unstoppable.”

Your frown deepens. “Any team with me would already be unstoppable -” 

“But it’s a win-win for both of us, isn’t it? You wouldn’t have to carry your whole team by yourself - doesn’t your back ache from doing that? And you’d have more time to study, your favourite pastime.” 

He thinks you’re definitely about to clock him when your frown darkens into a full blown scowl, but you surprise him yet again by sticking your hand out at him. 

“Fine. It’s a deal. But I’ll kill you if you drag me down, or worse - make me a laughing stock in front of our class.” 

“Won’t happen. You won’t regret teaming up with me, princess.”

“Could you stop calling me that?! I swear - I’m going to let you fall asleep in class and fail all your exams.”

“That doesn’t make sense if you’re going to need me to work with you, is it?”

He can’t help smirking down at you, before grabbing your hand, throwing his back in laughter when you yank your hand back in disgust, slamming the door in his face. His grades are definitely secure, and this semester might prove to be far more interesting than the last, if you’re around to provide some entertainment. 

The class groans when the time for project work rolls around, and he swivels in his chair to grin triumphantly at you. You give him a defeated nod, which he takes as his cue to put his name down next to yours.

“Don’t look like that, princess”, he chuckles, inching his chair closer to you. “That way you don’t have to lug around deadweight anymore - I’d never ask you to write my script for presentations at least.”

“Yeah”, you wrinkle your nose, fingers flying even faster across your keyboard until it becomes a blur. “But that means I have to deal with you.”

“You make it sound like such a chore.”

“It is!” 

Hand to heart, he tries to pout, even though he just wants to belly laugh at the disgruntled look on your face. 

“C’mon, I’d never let you down - “ 

“You better not, it’s your grade on the line too”, you say before flouncing off. 

His classmates start taking notice when you and he pair up twice more in your other classes. 

“Give the rest of us a shot”, Sato complains during practice. “You two are gonna wreck the bell curve at this rate.” 

A sly, curling smirk spreads on his face. “That’s kind of the point of working with her”, he says, bouncing the ball on his arms.

Sato huffs, crossing his arms. “Yeah, that makes sense. Wouldn’t want to spend any more time with her than necessary, no thank you to that!”

Kuroo only throws his head back and laughs. 

As much as Sato complains, you’ve been nothing but a breeze to work with, churning out reports and powerpoint decks like a machine. He contributes his fair share of course - his pride wouldn’t allow anything otherwise, and you and he spend hours crammed in a tiny booth in the library bickering about the accuracy of their calculations, the feasibility of their marketing strategy. 

“You’re kidding - I double checked these figures thrice!” 

“Yeah, but if they’re wrong, they’re wrong.” You circle the offending numbers in red ink, pen bleeding into the paper, bright enough to see from outer space. “Your calculator settings are probably wrong.”

“No way!” 

“Yes way!”

“No way!” 

“Let me see”, you wrestle the calculator from him and he slumps back, completely routed when he hands over the calculator and you’re proven right, an uncharacteristic smile lighting up your face when you wave his traitorous calculator at him in glee.  

“Fine”, he huffs, folding his arm. “You win.” 

At least marketing reports are more his forte than finance calculations, that he has to admit, so at least there he has you beat. You call him sleazy for the marketing tactics that he’s willing to pull, but you go along anyway, convinced when he draws numerous graphs with fancy visuals which the professor gushes over. 

“See, I told you I’d be pulling my weight.” He tells you after the initial consultation with the professor. 

“Yeah, yeah”, you scoff, but there’s a tell-tale tilt to your lips - a little like Tsukki when his delightfully grumpy kouhai manages a block - that he’s deciphered to mean you’re secretly pleased. “That’s literally the least you could do.”

“Give me some more credit than that, princess.”

You roll your eyes. “Would you stop bragging if I bought you dinner?” 

Food, it seems, is the currency you seem to resort to. 

“That’s the least you could do”, he retorts, tossing your words back in your face, but instead of frowning, you merely laugh, tugging him down the leafy avenue of the campus, down asphalt roads, a lingering warmth from the afternoon sun, to a little ramen shop that’s manned by an stern grandpa with wrinkles weathered into his forehead, who looks like he’d keel over if the wind blew too hard in his direction, but his face softens when he sees you. 

“You brought a friend?” 

“Everyone needs to try your prawn ramen at least once in their lives”, you say brightly, shoulders relaxing from the tense line you usually hold them in. 

The old grandpa merely waves you into an empty seat, and Kuroo lets you shoo him into a corner, ordering for him. He loves seafood - his taste cultivated by the preferences of his grandparents, but he’s never drooled as much as he has when he catches the first whiff of prawn ramen when it’s unceremoniously placed before him. 

“It tastes better than it smells, believe it or not”, you lean forward over your bowl, elbows on the polished countertop, chopsticks swimming in the broth. You’ve lost your table manners, you’re already digging in. “Go on!” 

He groans when the taste of the sea and the richness from the prawn hits his tongue, before the heavier notes of the pork broth washes through. “It’s amazing”, he mumbles between gulps of broth, slurping the thin noodles loudly, much to the delight of the grandpa. 

“Of course it is”, you reply smugly, and for once, he has no desire to bicker with you, focusing all his energy on emptying the entire bowl of noodles into his very happy belly. 

He walks you home after dinner - though your room is really just a few doors from his, and it’s surprising how easy conversation is with you, when you’re both full and satisfied with the best bowl of ramen he’s ever had in his life, and flushed with triumph from the progress of your projects. 

He learns that you’re from Tokyo, born and raised, just like him. Your father’s a teacher, your mother’s a housewife, you’ve grown up with books as your main companions, and attended a public school not too far from his own. You run in the early mornings to clear your mind, a habit picked up from your high school days, and he doesn’t hesitate to tell you that it’s probably not the safest for you to be running at such a time alone, even when you retort archly that he’s not your dad, so you refuse to listen to him. 

“Stubborn”, he shrugs his shoulders. “Don’t call me crying for help some day.”

“As if I would”, you retort, with a flash of your eyes and a toss of your hair. 

Such dinners become more and more common between you two after sessions working on research papers, project presentations, and your walks back to campus are filled with easy conversation. He listens when you tell him how you’d have studied literature but you’re practical to a fault, so you picked business instead. Much like him, he finds himself telling you - he would’ve chosen chemistry purely based on interest and aptitude, but his dreams lie outside a sterile science lab. 

“But I still can tell you a bad chemistry joke or two”, he grins, and you groan, begging him to spare you. 

You listen when he tells you about his high school team. He’s never been accused of modesty, so he crows about his team making it to Nationals under his captaincy, but his face softens when he tells you about each and every one of the boys that he played with, that he so obviously considers his closest circle of friends. Quiet, reliable Kai - ever the mediator, with a killer spike.  Yaku, bossy know-it-all, with the deadliest instincts, destined to be the best libero in the country (though Komori Motoya may beg to disagree). 

Come to think of it - 

“You remind me a little of Yaku”, he says off-hand, eyes glinting in amusement at the mental image of his ginger, grumpy friend spitting his outrage when he steals his food. 

“A bossy know-it-all?” you echo, eyebrow arched. “Sure. I’ve been called worse.” 

“Nah - you both know exactly what you want, and you don’t stop until you get it. That’s pretty cool.”

You stare at him, obviously considering whether to take his compliment at face value. 

“Thanks”, you eventually say. “I guess.” 

He continues to tell you about the rest of the team. Yamamoto, loud, enthusiastic, the vice-captain now.  Fukunaga, almost entirely silent save for the little jokes he makes. Kuroo’s convinced Fukunaga lives in his own bubble, lured out only by the occasional need for companionship. The first years, wet behind the ears initially - Lev, overly cocky, Teshiro, overly cautious, Inuoka, overly eager, Shibayama, overly anxious -  but he personally felt validated watching them learn for themselves the value of teamwork, of how one person’s mistake on the court is never solely his own, not when they play as a team of six. 

“That’s nine”, you say. “You said there were ten members on your team.”

“There’s also Kenma”, he replies. “If we’re the blood, he’s the heart of the team.”

His first friend. His best friend. A gremlin who spends all night playing games if unchecked, who analyses life as a game and always manages to come up on top, surprising all who underestimate him. 

“He sounds like an interesting person”, you comment when he falls silent.  “Very different from you.”

Kenma would think you interesting, would study you like an oddity, much like he did with Chibi-chan. And from what he’s learnt about you, from your quick, cutting wit and your steadfast attitude, he doesn’t think you’ll fall short. 

“I think you’ll get along, if you ever meet him someday.” 

It’s a weird thing to say, considering you and he are straddling the fence of friendship and acquaintanceship, drawn together out of the utilitarian purpose of grades, but he finds himself saying that anyway. 

“I’d like that”, you say lightly, bidding him goodnight as you always do when you reach your door. 

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a/n: *fiddles with my fingers* i really hope you guys enjoy it - was legitimately worried it’s not good enough but eh, writing my rendition of charming, dorky uni student kuroo tetsuro was such a joy i couldn’t stop so let me know if you’ve enjoy it too! 

[nadiejuicy]

Hi! Can I request HC for Kuroo and Bokuto (separately) where their s.o. is with them at a party, but the boys are entertaining their fans and neglecting the s.o. so the s.o. leaves? Thank you!!!

ofc you can

Kuroo and Bokuto neglecting their s/o at a party

pairings: kuroo x gn! reader; bokuto x gn! reader

genre: light angst; fluffy

warnings: light insecurities and negligence; spoiler post-timeskip manga

a/n: i realized now that i could have written this one with them in high school, but ok (i also tried writing with gn! reader any mistakes let me know), hope you like it.

Kuroo Tetsuro:

This guy is popular

As a member of the Japan Volleyball Association, he was included in everything

Even at commemorative parties when team wins

You found it really fun at first, meeting lots of nice people and drinking some delicious stuff

But for some reason you couldn't get close to Kuroo

See, you walked away for a moment and when you came back some people had recognized you from high school

You decided to give it some space, but when you noticed more people gathered around it

And he didn't look for you

Not on purpose, he's just sociable and polite.

He was waiting for you to return to the same place you left him

But you didn't know that

You sighed in frustration, the drink turned sour on your tongue, some time waiting and were still alone, Kuroo didn't even move, too engrossed in conversation to look for you. So you decide to leave.

Kuroo was keeping an eye on you, every now and then he would look for around the room, seeing you laughing with some of his coworkers, dancing at your own pace, he didn't come to you because he thought you were having fun, you said you'd be back soon.

When he sees you leaving, he immediately says goodbye to the people around him, following the same path as you. It doesn't take long for him to find you getting into the car.

"What's wrong, kitten?" he asks, smiling so charming but still very confused, why were you leaving? And without him?

You stare at him sitting sideways in the driver's seat, you wouldn't drive back home, but it was better to sit than stand for who knows how long.

“Nothing, Tetsu” you answer simple… too simple. What do you mean "nothing"? Kuroo knew it was nothing, as much as tried not to show it, your lips were slightly curved, jutted forward, were you just playing a little?

"C'mon, kitten, tell me, uh?" he asks, so softly, pulling you by the hands to stand, resting them on his neck right after.

“I just wanted to leave…” you say, but he arches his eyebrows at you, encouraging to say “Because you forgot me all night while talking to all those people”.

“Ah…” he pouts his mouth, mimicking you, saying nothing, he guides you towards the passenger seat, going back to get in the car, turning it on.

"What are you doing?" you ask, he smiles roguishly.

"Going home, you know, to remember how important you are to me".

Bokuto Kotaro:

He doesn't do it on purpose

But we know he loves attention

Feverish people screaming for him, oh yeah

It was a Black Jackals victory, which deserved a celebration

Of course you were together with Bokuto, accompanied by the others s/o of the other players

So there he is being flattered by beautiful and charming fans saying how good he is

He likes the attention he gets, lavishing a big, bright smile

And you start to feel suffocated with so many people and even a little insecurity that made your body tremble

He doesn't even realize he's neglecting you

By the time he tries to pull your hand to introduce you to the fans

And he realizes you're not there anymore

It was suffocating to say the least. You knew that Bokuto liked attention, he attracted with every step, but seeing him there surrounded by beautiful people who took all his attention, made you feel left out. It wasn't bad, was it? No, you didn't think so, but still, you needed air, packed your things and went outside, without even letting him know, you wouldn't get past so many excited people anyway.

It took a little while for Bokuto to notice your absence, he liked attention and compliments of course, but the only person he wanted around praising him was you, he became a mess when he moved his hand to take yours and not found.

He called your name - too loud in everyone's opinion - and got no answer, he didn't even pay attention to the people who were there for him, prowling around looking for you, leaving everyone confused, he looked for you among his colleagues of team, unsuccessfully, bumping into Sakusa unintentionally, asking for you right away.

"Out, you fool" the tall player spoke, leaving the place as well and Bokuto couldn't be more confused.

He left and it didn't take long to find you head down leaning against the car, you didn't have your keys and you had come with him, so you decided to think outdoors at least.

“Hey baby” he calls out to you, striding towards you “What are you doing here? Come on, I wanted to introduce you to everyone,” he says so easy, which makes your shoulders slump in relaxation.

“Hn, Kou…” you start and your tone of voice makes him realize there's something wrong, he takes your hand and makes you look into his eyes “I'd rather not go back”.

"What? Why? Are you feeling bad?” he asks visibly worried, puppy dog eyes in your direction because he feels he's done something wrong or didn't protect you as he should.

“No, it's just…” you shrug, wrinkling nose at the discomfort of neglect dancing in your chest. "It's just, I'm feeling a little lonely there, you're surrounded by so many people..."

"No way baby" Oh he understands, too desperate to try to convince you it wasn't intentional "I don't care about-" he says waving an open hand towards the song "-that! We can leave if you want"

"No, Kou, I don't want to spoil your night."

He huffs, "Bullshit" he says wrapping his arms around your waist, leaning his forehead against yours "All I want is to be with you".

[sachirobabe]

Chapter 2

Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

Wc: 1900

Summary: You, a dedicated member of the girls' volleyball team, find an unexpected connection with Kuroo Tetsurou. Igniting a bond over shared passions and stolen moments, love blossoms on the court; all because you met him at a captains meeting.

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Taglist: @merlucide, @lemurzsquad, @02shuuu

Despite waking up on time, you were frantically running around your house trying to find your left knee pad. You thought you had everything packed, but right as you were going to meet up with Himari you decided to check your bag again.

"Mom!" You yell, moving the pillows on the couch to see if your missing knee pad was there. It was not.

"I have no idea where it could be, sweetheart." She says apologetically, "Check the car?" She suggests.

You had to leave in 5 minutes if you wanted to be on time. Your coach would kill you if she found out her captain was late on the first day.

"Good morning my second mom!" Himari walks into your house, greeting your mother with a hug.

"Hey sweetie." She returns the hug. Himari looks at your disheveled self, running around like a maniac.

"What's wrong with her?" Himari chuckles.

"She can't find her left knee pad." Your mother sighs, handing Himari her lunch that she had made her. Your mother made lunches for the both of you, this week was her turn to make them.

Himari raises her eyebrows and quickly unzips her volleyball bag, "I thought it was weird I had an extra knee pad." She says and calls your name, holding the missing knee pad.

"Oh thank god." You take it from her and shove it in your bag, "Where was it?"

"My bag." Himari laughs, waving to your mother as you both walk out the door.

You roll your eyes, "You stole it."

"You left it." She giggles.

You both made it just in time for class, Himari sat in the desk next to you. Class was going relatively fast, it was the first day, so it was the easiest.

Himari watched the clock tick, her stomach was rumbling, begging for some food. You watch her clutch her stomach and put her head down.

The second the bell rang, she grabbed her lunch and pulled you along with her to class 5.

"Mori!" Himari smiles widely, your coach, who was also a teacher, lifted her head up from the papers she was examining and raised an eyebrow.

"Himari, you cannot call me that." Your coach says.

"You're my sister, I can call you whatever I want." Himari crosses her arms.

"Yeah, well not at work. Just for that you're doing extra cardio today." Mori glares at her sister.

You chuckle and take a seat, eating your lunch watching them argue about every little thing. You excuse yourself to the bathroom and to get some water.

"Hey, L/n!" You hear your name being called, you turn and see Kuroo.

"Oh hey, please just call me Y/n, I like it better." You smile. "What's up, Kuroo?"

"I didn't know your coach taught here." He says following you.

"Yeah," You chuckle, "Sometimes she makes me help her grade."

"Well, if you ever grade my stuff you'll only see perfect marks." He brags.

"Uh-huh, sure."

"Oh, but what I really got your attention for was our team's schedule." He pulls out a paper and hands it to you, it's a little crumpled from being in his bag. "I heard from Kai that you like to have your own."

"Thank you, we haven't gotten our schedule yet, but I'll be sure to pass it on to you when I do." You say, folding the paper so it doesn't get any more ruined.

"Sounds good." He puts his hand in his pockets and stands a little awkwardly, not sure how to continue the conversation.

You chuckle, "I'll see you later, I have to finish my lunch." With that he watches your figure walk towards his class, assuming you eat lunch with your coach.

He mentally groans at himself and begins to walk back to where his friends are at.

"She made the practice plan." You notice Himari's face down her desk, her voice was muffled.

"It can't be worse than last years," you chuckle, remembering how a few of the girls had thrown up. Mori handed you her iPad to show what was on schedule and you gulp, "are you trying to kill us?!"

"My goal is to get rid of the unserious players day one." She takes her iPad back.

"Yeah, you'll probably get rid of a few of your starters too." You are trying to mentally prepare for after school.

"We'll do more than just throw up." Himari rubs her temples.

Mori clicks her tongue, "It won't be as bad as you think. Now get to class before you're late." You two groan and leave the classroom, going back to your own.

You were assigned a worksheet for the remainder of class, Himari takes your paper and compares it to her own, unsure of where her mistake could be.

You shook your head and stared out the window, the day was going by fast and soon you'll be begging for oxygen at practice.

The last bell of the day rang and students were antsy to leave, you took your time packing your things. Nervousness and excitement pooled your stomach.

"Cmon let's go, we have to open the club room." Himari stands up.

"I'm going, I'm going." You stand up as well and pull your bag over one shoulder.

You continued your small talk, up until you reached the door. The clouds were starting to turn grey, making you frown.

"We might get rained on." Himari notes and walks into the club room.

"At least it'll cool us off while we run." You shrug, taking off your school uniform and changing into your volleyball gear.

The door whips open, making you clutch your shirt to your chest, "LETS GO BABY! First day of the season." Naomi, one of your teammates yell.

"Close the fucking door! We're shirtless." Himari yells back.

"It was just me." Naomi sighs, "Captain." She nods to you and you wave the two off as you go into the gym.

The boys club room was to the right of yours, Kuroo had just so happened to get out the same time you did. "Beautiful day for running, right?"

You turn and see the boys captain and you chuckle, "So you've heard."

"Misaki mentioned it quite loudly." He laughs, "Have you had a chance to look through your first-year applicants?" He says.

"A few of them. We have a huge turnout. I told you we would." You sigh. "And you?"

He nods, "4 of them. That's all we got."

You hum, "I'm wishing you guys the best, we'd love to be able to go to nationals together."

"We're trying," he chuckled, "We'll definitely be there. I promise." He says to you. "See 'ya." And he walks into his respected gym.

You shake your head, you had teased the captains years prior about going to nationals. They have two chances, one near the start of the year, and the other in the spring. That is if the third-years stay.

During your summer break you and the other third-years hung out and talked about whether staying after inter high was a good idea or not. You stood firmly on staying, you wanted to take the team to nations twice. Of course the others followed after you.

The smell of a freshly waxed gym floods your nose, you know it'll be the worst when diving, but you've prepared yourself for the bruises and burns.

"Don't bother putting your volleyball shoes, we'll be going outside shortly." Your coach says as you began to take off your other shoes.

You fake cry and begin stretching, making her chuckle evilly.

After a gruesome two and a half hours, you made it through without puking. You can't say the same for some of the other girls, though.

You're hunched over a ball cart, catching your breath. You eye a number of girls going up to coach Mori, most likely to tell her that they won't be returning.

You think she actually did it, she really got rid of all but 3 first-years.

"I need fluids." Keiko, one of the middle blockers tells you. "I lost all of them during our second session outside."

You scrunch your nose at the thought of her puking, "There's Gatorade in the club room."

"Gather 'round! I just have a few things to say before we tear down the nets," Your coach starts, "Great first day, tomorrow will be similar, please let me know if you won't be coming back." You drown out her voice as she talks about things you've heard the past 2 years.

You're starving. Your stomach tightens uncomfortably, you hope your mother or father made something good. You'll also be taking a Gatorade from the club room.

"Captain?" You coach catches you off guard, "Is there anything you'd like to add before we leave?"

"Thank you all for coming, don't be discouraged by today, it all comes with practice. Please continue to support us! Rest up and be ready for tomorrow. " You end and the room erupts in applause.

You let the starter second-years take the nets down while you converse with your coach for tomorrow.

"I finished up making the schedule, I already sent coach Nekomata a copy, but I know you like to have one as well." She opens her clipboard and hands you a paper.

"Do you happen to have another one?" You say, eyes scanning the schedule.

"Yeah, here." She hands you another, "Why?"

"I wanted to give it to the boys' captain." You say, not paying much mind to it.

"The boy, huh." She smirks.

"What? I just met him, you're delusional." You laugh.

"Don't let boys distract you. Do you remember what happened to Mia?" You recall the memory two years ago, she had gotten dumped the day before nationals. It was horrible for her, she had to be benched halfway through because of her errors.

You shiver at the thought, "I promise nothings going to happen."

Your coach hums, you see most of the girls have already left or gone to the club room. "I'll see you tomorrow." You say.

You can feel some soreness in your legs walking up the stairs to the club room. You throw your jacket and sweats on. 'The schedule.' You remind yourself and make your way over to the boys' clubroom.

"What're you doing?" Himari questions.

"I need to give this to the captain." You say, "Also we're stopping at the store, I need food immediately." She laughs and says she does too.

You knock on the door, hearing some of the chatter die down, a short blonde answers. "What's up?"

"Is Kuroo in there? I have something for him." You say.

"I think he's still in the gym, sorry."

"You're good, thanks." You finish and drag Himari to the gym again.

The blonde was right, Kuroo was sitting on the floor talking to his coach, their heads turn to see who had just walked in.

"Oh—hey," Kuroo gets up and walks over to the two of you. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just got our schedule," You hand it over to him.

"Thank you." He gives a wide smile, "Hey Coach, do you need one of these?"

"I got it emailed, thank you son. Y/n, Himari." He nods to you guys. "How was the first day?"

"So much running." Himari stares off into nothing remembering how she felt during it.

"And conditioning. But I think coach Mori did it. She got rid of all the unserious players day one." You say.

"I helped her make that plan." Nekomata chuckles.

"I hope our suffering was worth it." Himari sticks her nose in the air. Making the boys laugh.

"Good luck tomorrow." Kuroo waves, when you're out of eyesight he clutches the paper to his chest. He didn't necessarily need the schedule, but you thought of him and that's all he could ask for.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Oikawa YN:

Manager of Team Japan

Team Japan featuring Oikawa x Oikawa YN (fem! Reader)

Warnings: Swearing, Oikawa and Atsumu in the same fic again

A/N: This is a request from @korrynn-nadine!

I see not one way this could go bad 😅

Even writing that I'm laughing, failing to convince myself that managing Team Japan AND being an Oikawa is a good idea

But at least you're a well liked Oikawa

You are so pretty YN 🥺

Seriously Iwaizumi is like 100% sure you were adopted because there was just no way NO WAY

When you first learned of the position as Team Japan's Manager, you honestly thought it would be a great gig

You knew alot about volleyball and you knew several of the players

Including our residential hotty Iwaizumi Hajime, 27, Athletic Trainer 🥵

Who you probably, more than likely definitely had a crush on 😏

Anyways, you didn't tell anyone you applied for the job

Because like if you didn't get it, there honestly wasn't any hurt feelings

But since Kuroo Tetsuro was put in charge of hiring the manager (let's just pretend he was ok don't come for me), he saw your name and thought

"What fun" -Kuroo 😈

You see Oikawa had quite the reputation in Japan and around the world

Not necessarily a GOOD reputation but he definitely did have one

Kuroo knew Ushijima, Kageyama and subsequently Iwaizumi were looking forward to crushing Argentina and therefore our bby boy Oikawa

So how fun would it be to have Oikawa's baby sister as manager 😃

God he's a brilliant man everyone, round of applause 👏🏻

Needless to say, you were so excited you got the job that you told Makki and Mattsun

You were going out to dinner with them when you broke the news

"Guess whose the new manager for Team Japan??" You said, beaming

Makki and Mattsin rn 👉🏻🤨🤨 who?

"Me, it's me"- you 😐

"Team Japan's what YN?"- Makki said

You just rolled your eyes because honestly boys 🙄

"Volleyball silly"- you

"Women's right" Mattsun said 😳

"Nope! Mens!"- You say as Makki spits his drink across the table and nearly chokes

"Oh my god YN you have to record Toru's reaction when you tell him!"- Mattsun said laughing so hard he almost fell on the floor

You rn 👉🏻😐

"Where'd the hidden camera's YN because this has to be a joke"- Makki, literally dying

Even telling your bestie Kyotani didn't go like you expected

"The men's OLYMPIC Volleyball team YN?"- Kentaro asks you

You RN 👉🏻 seriously why does everyone keep asking that 😐

Nevertheless, we have a job to do YN and there is only one person who can do it

That's right, you, Oikawa YN

You walked into the gym on your very first day so excited

Bby please I'm so excited FOR you 🥰

The guys all knew they were getting a manager and they were SO EXCITED

Bokuto, Hinata and Atsumu... mainly those three 🙄

so you walk into the gym and all eyes go to you

Kuroo is standing there too because why the fuck not 😅

Iwaizumi rn 👉🏻🤨 YN what are you doing here?

Kageyama and Ushijima 👉🏻 😐😐

Bokuto and Hinata 👉🏻🤪 🤸‍♂️

"Hi Haji!" You say waving "oh hi Tetsuro! I didn't know you'd be here today"

Iwaizumi is now looking between you and Kuroo like 😐😑

"Kuroo...."- Iwa getting a volleyball ready to throw

"Yes Iwaizumi"- Kuroo 😇

"Why the FUCK is YN here?"- Iwa 😠

Luckily for Kuroo, you save him from answering

"I'm the new manager Haji!! Isn't that great?!" You say so freaking excitedly

Please you are so happy and jumping with joy YN

The boys rn 👉🏻 😐😳 Iwaizumi istg if you don't say it's great...

"You do know who this is right?"- Iwa

"I'm YN silly"- you completely oblivious

"Yeah silly, she YN and she's hot"- Atsumu 😍

"Shes also an Oikawa"- Kageyama 😑

"You don't like me Tobio?"- You rn 🥺

"KAGEYAMA ISTG IF YOU MAKE HER CRY"- literally all of Team Japan rn

They all instantly love you 🥰

"YN, don't you think your brother is going to have a problem with you being our manager?"- Iwaizumi says

"I mean, who cares. Since when have I ever listened to Toru"- you

Straight fax not printer 💯

Iwaizumi 👉🏻🤔 you right

Thus begins the journey of our precious YN-chan

The boys instantly love you

Literally Hinata and Bokuto FEED off your praise

Everytime you compliment them, they legit get so cocky it's unreal

"Did you hear what YN said crappy-yama?"- Hinata 🤪

"You're receiving is still sloppy. Have you learned nothing"- Kageyama

Que the fighting 🙄

Mentally they are still in high-school and you can't convince me otherwise

Good think YN is great at talking people down

Seriously it's like a skill your proficient at especially having Toru as a brother

The sheer number of times you kept Iwa from killing him YN ☺️

Toru owes you his life honestly

Even Kageyama and Ushijima start to warm up to you

"Tobio that dump was SO COOL! Literally I had no idea it was even coming"- you 🤩

Kageyama 👉🏻😐😳😊 ah well-

"Wakatoshi oh my god I felt that spike shake the whole gym! I can't believe how strong you are!"- You 😍

Ushijima 👉🏻😐😊

Please Ushijima gives you headpats

You've officially been accepted YN 🥺

Now your relationship with Atsumu is basically the exact same as your relationship with Toru

Literally it's like being back at Seijoh again 🙄

"YN did you see that set??"- Atsumu

"Yes Sumi, perfect as always"- you 😐

"It was a tiny bit low but thankfully I'm so proficient you probably didn't even notice"- Atsumu 💅🏼

Please everyone knows Iwaizumi throws just as many balls at Atsumu as he did Oikawa

And YN is there with her concussion protocol sheet handy

And to remind Iwaizumi that Team Japan needs Atsumu to beat the other Oikawa

Honestly Team Japan is like a dream and you adore your boys

So why haven't you told Toru that you manage the team yet YN 🤔

Sounds like you might be putting it off 🙃

Not sure why you'd ever do that but you do

"Haji, please don't tell Toru I manage Team Japan yet ok?"- You begging your husband boyfriend bestie

Iwaizumi rn 👉🏻🤨 why....

"I don't want drama Hajime and wr all know Toru will drop everything to come here if I tell him"- You

Iwaizumi crosses his big strong arms across his buff ass chest

You rn 👉🏻😳🥵

"So you just plan to tell him at the Olympics YN?"- Iwaizumi

"Well I may or may not plan to tell him depending on the situation"- you 😬

Iwaizumi just shakes his head and laughs

He tells Mattsun and Makki (also Kindaichi and Kunimi) to get the cameras ready 🤣

So we finally make it 🙌🏻

The Summer Olympics 🏐🏅

You are excited and nervous

You managed to keep your secret for so long and now it's finally going to have to come out

You have carefully planned this moment YN

Down the the last detail 👏🏻

You are going to walk up to Toru in your team Japan jacket and just tell him

He definitely won't cause a scene at such a huge event like the Olympics right?

Totally right 🙃

You jump up and down, preparing yourself a little for the confrontation

"Toru, I'm team Japan's Manager and there is nothing you can do about it"- you say to yourself

"You got this YN!"- You, mentally

It's a good thing you don't have a needy team YN because that would make this lile 1000 times worse

Oh wait....

"YN HELP"- Hinata screams as you turn to see him

"Shoyo what's wrong-" "WE LOST BOKUTO" -Hinata screams

😐😐😐

Ok nothing to worry about...

When all of a sudden, I hear this agitating grading voice

"YN- what the hell..." your eyes widen as you turn to see your brother standing in his Argentinian jersey

when he looks at me 😐 and I look at him 👀 and he looks at me 😑 AND I LOOK AT HIM 😗🎶

"Uhhhh-" you 😰

"YN BOKUTO IS MISSING"- Atsumu screams from behind you

"YN"- Toru 😑

"YN- oh hi Oikawa" Iwaizumi 🙃

You rn 👉🏻 fml 🤦‍♀️

"YN- Oikawa " - 😡 Kageyama followed by Ushijima

This has to be some cruel joke from the universe istg-

Please Mattsun, Makki, Kunimi and Kindaichi have all appeared by now and have the devices recording 📱

Suna joined them

You 👉🏻🙄 ok ENOUGH!

"Sho, Sumu have you tried calling for him?"- You say as everyone stares at you

Hinata and Atsumu 👉🏻.... no....

You 👉🏻 ffs I have to do everything around her

"HEY HEY-"

"H E Y"- you hear Bokuto belf out as he makes his way through the crowd

You turn to see Toru now burning with fury

You cross your arms and glare at him

"Toru I'm managing Team Japan and there's nothing you can do about it"- you

Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Kageyama 👉🏻👀👀👀

Mattsun, Makki, Kunimi, Kindaichi, Suna 👉🏻🍿🧎‍♂️ 📱

Hinata and Atsumu 👉🏻🤨🤨

Bokuto 👉🏻 lost again 🙄

"I can't believe my sister would betray her own flesh and blood like this!"- Toru says in his dramatic ass tone

You 👉🏻😐🙄 I don't have time for this

"Alright boys come on, we have a match"- you say turning and walking ad the entire team follows you like little ducks in a row

"OIKAWA YN DONT YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME"- Toru screams

"Try and stop me"- you 🖕🏻

"You want me to hit him Yn"- Iwaizumi

"No let him be dramatic"- you say, grabbing the teams gear and heading to the gym

After your first game, you prepare to leave when you are stopped by the brick house that is your brother

"YN why didn't you tell me?"- Toru

"Because I knew you'd be this way Toru and I'm happy! So please don't ruin this"- you say, begging at this point

"YN I'd never ruin your happiness"- Toru, shocked and appalled ag your statement

You 👉🏻 🤨 I can't even count the number of times Toru

"I'm upset YN but i wish you would have told me sooner. As long as your happy YN"- Toru says

You 👉🏻😳🥺 really

Please hug him YN 🫂

"Also ypu can't date any of them"- Toru says as he kisses the top of your head

"Oh don't worry Toru, I only like Suna and Iwaizumi anyways"- you

"YN WHAT THE HELL"- Atsumu shouts 😱

Suna and Iwaizumi rn 👉🏻😏 😏

Please YN you've already created enough chaos for today 🥰

[tetsvhoe]

I HOPE UR OK

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character/s: kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader, oikawa tooru x gn!reader, suna rintaro x gn!reader

genre/s: fluff, comforting the boys

warning/s: toxic household (kuroo’s part)

gwen’s notes 🤍: ngl i cried a lil. i love them sm. they deserve the world.

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kuroo tetsuro, as a child, learned to fall asleep to the sound of pots and pans being thrown across the room and yelling muffled by the thin walls of his house which never really became his home. he became so used to the chaos that the silence terrifies him more than anything else. kuroo was never taught the first thing about love when he was raised in a battlefield, but he grew up to be kind and caring and understanding, nonetheless. you adore him for it. some days he is scared out of his wits of becoming a little bit too much like his parents, some days he wishes things would have panned out differently for him, maybe then he would have it a bit easier. you wonder if they did, would you have met him and have the chance to love him all the same?

oikawa tooru is always gravely misunderstood. you want people to know that when he acts like “i am better than you,” what he really means to say is that “i will never be good enough for me.” he pushes himself to be the best at the one thing he is good at because if he is not, in his eyes he will never be worthy of anyone’s time or love or attention. you want him to understand that he will never be the best because someone will always be better, but he is the only star that shines in your sky either way. you could only hope for him to see himself in your eyes so he could see how amazing he truly is. he always have been and always will be.

suna rintaro doesn’t understand what you find so special about him. he’s just… him. he just so happened to exist at the same time as you; to have a knack for hitting volleyballs left and right and craning half his body from side to side midair, he guesses that makes him a talented player and so what? he just so happened to like the same bands as you, share the same humor. he just so happened to make your heart soar above heavens itself when he touches you and opens up its gates when he makes you laugh. suna doesn’t understand what you find so special about him but as long as you keep seeing him that way then he supposes all else is fine.

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[bakuhoes-dumbass]

Primal!Yandere!Haikyuu (Tendou, Atsumu, Bokuto, Kuroo) x GN!Reader

Warnings: Yandere Themes. Minors DNI.

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You're walking through a forest preserve alone. Just trying to gather your thoughts, everything that's been going on in your life. You heave a frustrated sigh and run a hand down your face, dreading the day you'll have to face tomorrow. The sun is setting, it's almost dark but you can see just enough to walk down the path. Hearing footsteps, you look up from the ground to see a man with crazy red hair. You furrow your brows as the man just stands there, staring at you. You've seen this guy before somewhere.

"Y/N, there you are~"

You freeze, recognizing that voice from when Kurasuno played Shiratorizawa. Satori Tendou. How the fuck does he know where you are? And why? You hear rustling coming from your left. Your head whips around to see a head of yellow dyed hair. A smirk plays at the lips of Atsumu Mia.

"Oh, angel, we finally found ya."

What the fuck? What is going on? You take a step back from the two volleyball players. And not long after, more rustling comes from your right. You turn to see the grey headed owl, a wide grin spreading over his face. Kotaro Bokuto.

"Hey hey hey! Little owl has been cornered."

That's when Tendou speaks up. "We've noticed that you seem to... have watched us more than the others during our matches." He tilts his head. "We would like to play a little... game with you, pet." He takes a step forward and with that, you take a step back. You didn't expect a hard body to block your path. Immediately you feel hands slither up your back and around your neck, attaching something around it. That's when you hear an almost erotic voice in your ear calling your name.

"We want you."

Your body stiffens as a lock is placed on the back of the leather collar. You have interacted with him enough through Hinata to know it was Tetsuro Kuroo. He doesn't move as the other three men close in around you. Your body shakes in fear at the look in Tendou's eyes.

"On a count of three, you are going to run into the woods." He holds up a chain leash and snaps it in his hands. "Whichever one of us leashes you first? Will be the one whom you serve for the rest of your life." You notice every man has a form of a leash in their hands. You meet the psychotic eyes of the man in front of you and that's when he utters those words you've been dreading to hear…

"One…

Two…

THREE."

[theduosetter]

── 𝙋𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x F!Reader [slight Akaashi x F!Reader ]

Summary: College is about opportunities, projects, making friends, going to parties etc. There was no doubt that when the most popular volleyball player suddenly asks to be your partner for a project that things would be surprising to say the least. It was all about being more open even if people did talk.

Warning: fluff, angst, cursing, over protectiveness,

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"Why is everyone staring at me?" you whispered into Akaashi's ear.

Akaashi looked around the room not seeing anything out of the normal, students were sitting down getting ready for the lecture. Yet there were pairs of eyes following your every move. "Is there something you need?" he spoke out loud staring down at them.

They quickly turned to look away, that of course did not stop the whispering amongst one another. "What is everyone's deal?" you muttered "The one time I decide to not wash my hair because I was running late and this happens." dropping your bag into your chair, you then took out your laptop.

Your close friend followed your step and took his regular seat beside you. "It will blow over soon you know how rumors are." he said "Do not pay them any attention."

Frowning you sat down trying to ignore everyone's stare. "What did you end up getting on the test anyway?"

"I got a 95." he answered, "What about you? Did the notes help?"

"They did actually!" you smiled "I should have asked you for help sooner. I can't believe how easy it felt and not once did my thinking stopped."

He gently ruffled your hair "I am glad to hear that. We can go to the library later to study-"

"Y/n!" a voice spoke.

You both turned around to see your partner Kuroo standing in the doorway. The girls immediately rushed over to him. "Are you free today to work on our project?" he smiled walking over to you as he ignored the girls calling his name.

Suddenly you were the center of attention, the thing you hated the most. "I-I can't today actually." you responded "I already made plans and I need to study for an upcoming exam."

"Oh come on..." he pleaded taking a seat on the left, "We still have a lot to do plus, I was able to get those little insects that we needed." Kuroo leaned forward, "Can't you skip just for today?"

Akaashi looked at the crowd that had gathered, he then stepped in. "We can study at lunch that way you and Kuroo can finish the project, Y/n."

Turning your head you looked at Akaashi, "Are you sure? I thought you needed to-"

"-no don't worry about it." he reassured you "Kuroo she'll meet you at the library later now can you leave since class is about to start?"

Kuroo softly smiled at you "Oh right, sorry." he got up "I'll see you later then partner?"

With flushed cheeks you nodded, "Sure, see you later Kuroo!" he waved goodbye at you then took off.

"Are you sure you still want to be partnered up with him?"

"Why do you ask?"

He shrugged "It looks like to me he's grabbing your attention too much. You two did see each other a day ago."

Waving him off you started pulling up your notes, "He's not." you added "You are looking too much into things, Kuroo is popular but not like he feels that way about me." he was about to speak when the professor then walked in.

After finishing your classes for the day you messaged Kuroo about meeting up at a local cafe instead, since you did skip dinner to finish an essay. Your phone then vibrated.

Kuroo || 7:22 pm

'Hey! I just came across a cafe. What food would you like?'

You || 7:22 pm

I thought we were meeting at the one nearby campus, are you not close by?

Kuroo || 7:25 pm

I had to go off campus for some things. Plus the food here is better than the one there. I want you to have something good to eat you'll need the energy after all.

Your cheeks flushed, you had to reread the message to make sure you weren't hallucinating anything.

You || 7:27 pm

I can go for a sandwhich and a warm latte. ((:

Kuroo || 7:28 pm

Just like me! What a coincidence ((: I know just what to get, give me ten minutes and I'll be right there.

You bit your lip trying to contain the smile that was growing on your lips. People always had something to say about him. Yet you were starting to believe that maybe those were just rumors people made up and weren't seeing the real him.

Akaashi || 8:34 pm

Hey I am at your dorm, I brought some ice cream.

"That is so cool though!" you exclaimed, "Did you guys end up staying friends after what happened?"

Kuroo leaned back in his chair "I know people make it seem as if once you are rivals you stop being friends but that is nothing but lies." he answered "We are still close friends till this day but when we are on the court the feeling is different, the air itself feels like it comes from a different world."

You nodded, "Are you still going to pursue volleyball after you graduate or are you using your BA degree for chemistry?"

"I'm in the middle right now." he chuckled lightly "I want to continue to play... yet I really like what I'm studying too."

Smiling softly, you placed your pencil down on the table, and turned to look at him. "I think you should do both." you suggested. "You are still young to have to decide between two things. Volleyball is clearly what you enjoy right now why not keep going? After when you feel like you are going from loving to liking it then you can go and choose chemistry. It's basically having the best of both worlds."

He looked at you realizing how simple it sounded coming from your lips. "I never thought about it that way... I actually haven't told my parents either."

"In the end it is up to you. Going to your parents for advice is good they give you another perspective into things." you rested your cheek on the palm of your hand looking at him. "I think whatever you end up choosing you will be fine."

His heart was starting to beat faster, he bit his lip trying to contain his smile. "Why do you sound so sure?"

"I have a feeling is all." you smiled.

"I'm glad you agreed to be my partner." he confessed "I have seen you around school but never got a chance to talk to you till now."

"I felt shy in the beginning to be honest..." you chuckled "I was not quite sure what it would be like talking to you."

"Did your opinion change?"

"I can say that you took me by surprise." you answere smiling softly as you got back to work. He sat there for a moment watching as you worked, he did not realize how fast he was starting to like you.

Working with Kuroo has been a whole new world. It felt as if he was cracking open your small shell to let out the real you. Kuroo on the other hand did not see how more open he was being. Whenever he was with you, his thoughts seemed to come out without any worry or fear about people judging him. For once both your fears started to become invisble the longer you spent time together.

"Are you free this weekend?" by the way he asked as you arrived at the front of your dorm.

"I do not have any plans that I know of." you said "Did you want to work on the project?"

"Actually..." he scratched the back of his head feeling shy all of a sudden, "I wanted to take you out somewhere this weekend. If you wanted to of course!"

"Sure." you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear "DId you have somewhere in mind?"

"I'm still thinking about the place actually." he nervously laughed "I promise to let you know by tomorrow though."

'Okay he is being too cute right now!' you thought.

"Don't worry you can let me know tomorrow Kuroo." you reassured him.

He nodded, "Well... I should probably let you get some rest since it is eleven already."

"Right..." you slightly smiled feeling dissappointed that he had to leave, "Good night... Kuroo."

"Good night, Y/n." he softly said, being the bold person he is he leaned in and gave your cheek a gentle kiss.

You closed your eyes smiling as you felt his lips on your cheek. Butterflies began to fly all around in your stomach and your heart started to do flips of joy. When he pulled away his face stayed a few centimeteres away from yours.

"Good night... y/n."

"Good night, Kuroo."

--

"What's got you smiling so much?" Akaashi asked as he twisted the lid to open his tea.

"Life is just beautiful." your radiant smile made his heart beat. He couldn't help but replicated your good mood. Seeing you this happy made him happy.

"Have you talked to Kuroo?"

"Not yet." you answered, "But he has responded to my texts he said he has been busy with volleyball and the exams that are coming up for his class."

He nodded listening as you spoke, "At least he is not a jackass like the other guy. Kuroo had the decency to tell you he was busy..."

You sighed "I know." you mumbled "I really like... like him Akaashi." '

His footsteps stop, although his feelings were kept a secret from you except Kuroo, he did not want to stop you from being happy. Kuroo looked like a nice person yet he did not know if it was his jealousy or a feeling of uncertainty.

"Akaashi?"

"I am happy that you are happy." he said.

"But?" you walked closer to him.

A small smile formed on his lips as he looked at you, "Nothing... I hope he is everything you are dreaming of, Y/n."

"Thank you for being there for me." you said, wrapping your arms around his torso you hugged him tightly.

He hugged you back, wrapping his arms around your figure, pressing a gently kiss to the top of your head. "I am right here if you need me." you burried your head into his chest not wanting to let go.

"Come on we should get going." he said "Or else the professor is going to be mad we missed lab today."

"Do we have to?" you mumbled.

A chuckle escaped his lips, "We have to if we want to finish the year off good."

Pulling away from one another you groan, "Alright... fine."

Akaashi took your bag and slung it over his shoulder, "Come on." he said and walked side by side in silence on your way to class.

When you arrived the class was already packed with other students. Many were barely arriving just like you both. As you walked down the stairs to get to your seats a group of girls walked over to where you stood.

"Um... can I help you?" you asked nervously.

"You do realize Kuroo is playing with you right?" the girl said.

"What are you talking about?"

The girl with brown hair then spoke up, "Your name came up on a post in a private chat about how long it would take for him to get you to fall for him."

Shaking your head you knew what they were saying wasn't true. "I-I think... you must be misunderstanding something. It can be anyone's name I'm not the only one named y/n."

Akaashi then stepped in "If this is a prank from you because Kuroo did not take an ever so glance at you then you are messing-"

"-I promise we are not lying-!" she took a deep breath and calmed her emotions. "Look one of the girls from our dorms messaged us last night about the post. It had your name and a picture from the rally last year."

You tilted your head down, your mind was running around in circles trying to figure out a clue or moment that indicated Kuroo didn't have good intentions. He saw the way your mood had changed, you weren't paying attention to the details the girl was telling you.

"How do we know you guys are telling the truth?" Akaashi questioned.

"I was one of the girls who he played with..." the brown haired girl spoke "That's when I met Inko that she also got played by one of the guys from Kuroo's group."

"You seem like such a great person and everyone here likes and respects you." Inko said "We don't want you to be part of his games like he did with us."

"Everyone sit down we have a long lab ahead of us!" your professor announced.

"Think about it what we told you please." she said then walked away with her other two friends.

You immediately sat down in your chair letting the half side of your hair cover your face. He sat down beside you and squeezed your shoulder gently in a supportive way.

"Alright class let's get into it." the professor began writing an equation on the baord. You were focused on it trying to stop your mind from wandering into a deep dark hole of thoughts.

"Do you need a minute?" Akaashi whispered to you.

"I-I'm fine..." you answered.

The double doors opened, on instinct you looked over your shoulder to see Kuroo along with his group of friends, making his way over to the stairs. As luck would have it he stopped at your seat. "Hey..." he whispered smiling warmingly at you.

"Hi..."you mumbled then turned back to your laptop.

Kuroo did not take the hint and took the empty seat behind you. He leaned forward and spoke softly "I got the date done we can put it on the project board today if you are free."

You gripped the pen in your hand hearing him talk so kindly to you. "The cafe that I picked up the food from is empty during the week." as sweet as his words sounded, it only pierced your heart even more. Your breathing became uneven while your eyes became glossy.

From the corner of your eyes you saw his group of friends whispering to one another, then pointed at you and laughed. It ticked it off. Every single rumor about him sounded so foreign. When someone spoke badly about him it made you mad, Kuroo was such a caring person you did not understand why people had to talk so badly about others... now everything made sense.

"Y/n?" The way your name sounded so angelic coming from him was the last straw for you. Turning around you turned to look at him with a straight face.

"How long did it take for me to fall for you?" You questioned in loud voice not caring about the professor or the people looking your way.

Kuroo noticed, his head looked both ways seeing all eyes were now on him and you. "W-what are you taking about?"

You kept the glare not being able to break it. "Are you really going to play dumb?" you stood up and he followed in suit. "Was I just a little bet or did you feel bad for me huh?"

"Y/n... what are you talking about?..." he carefully spoke "Because I have no clue what you are saying-"

"Oh you don't?" you chuckled dryly "I'm sorry I forgot people like you don't give a rats ass about anyone but themselves!"

"You have no right to offend me like that!-"

"-No I think I do." you crossed your arms in front of your chest. "I chose to ignore the gossip that surrounded you. I chose to believe that you weren't that type of person, people kept talking about. I thought those days we spend together was the real version I was getting from you." you blinked away the tears. "But I was stupid for thinking I could see the good in you-"

He interrupted you, "-but that was the real me."

"If it had been the real you then you would have come clean about what you did!" you exclaimed.

Kuroo ran his fingers through his hair, "I made a mistake... I really am sorry, y/n..."

Shaking your head you bit your lip but it did nothing to stop the tears. "You don't get to feel sorry when you knew what you were doing was wrong..."

"I admit... I did put your name in the group chat and we started to talk about you." He acknowledged "It was supposed to be short until we finished our project to see if I could make you fall for me."

"Because you saw me as weak huh?" you joked "To see how long does the lonely and desperate girl falls for the popular volleyball captain." He stood quiet giving you the answer that you needed. "I knew it."

"It was at first but then we started to talk and we got to know each other better as we met up." he explained, "Then... that night at the library we ended up talking longer that usual. I never thought I would confess all these self deprecating thought I had to someone I barely knew. I realized that I was starting to like you, y/n. I fell bad knowing that it started out as a bet then I started thinking about you and thinking about the date we were going to go to... I couldn't do that to you... not to someone who deserves better than being played by me."

"Was that also a lie?" you said getting closer. "Were those actually your hopes, dreams... that you shared with me? Or are those the things you say to every girl you decide to mess with?"

His eyes turned glossy, "I promise you it's not." he pleaded "Believe me when I know I fucked up but I like you... in ways I can't explain myself. I never joked about those private moments..."

Your heart was breaking, the tears became uncontrollable. You didn't know if to listen to your heart or your head.

"I'm sorry..." he said.

"For what?"

"For everything for playing with you and not realizing how stupid I was." he answered.

It wasn't enough. "If you truly care about someone you don't hurt them." you stated "You do not go around playing with people's feelings and making bets to embarrass another person. You respect them! You show them that you care!" you yelled "But people like you don't give a crap about that!"

"Y/n... please forgive me..."

"I do not have anything to forgive." you said "I do not need to accept your apology or acknowledge your feelings. No matter if we had been together it was going to be a losing game with you." you looked at him so much disgust and he felt it, he could see it in your eyes that he lost something so precious. "I wished you had never spoken to me... maybe then I could have saved myself the illusion that not everyone was a bad person. But thank you for proving to me that there's people like you in this world."

"You can insult me all you want y/n but you can't tell me that you do not feel anything for me."

"I don't." You sadly chuckled "Whatever I thought I did got destroyed away by your lies."

Swallowing down, Kuroo brought wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close to his chest. He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. It took everything within you to not kiss him back even if your heart was begging you to give in.

Akaashi then pulled you away and threw a fist at him. He punched him hard in the face making Kuroo stagger back from the impact.

"Don't you ever lay a hand on her again." He threatened, "Do you hear me?!" Your best friend pulled you close to him in a protective way.

Kuroo's friends went over to his side immediately. "Are you okay?" a short one spoke. He nodded and stood back up straight glaring at Akaashi. "You shouldn't have done that... you may be Bokuto's best friend but I won't hesitate in putting you in your place." he smiled and wiped away the blood from his face.

"I won't hold back either just give me a reason and you'll see." he sneered.

You felt a fire if irritation hearing his menacing words. "You're not doing anything to anyone Kuroo. And I'm telling you right now." you looked him in the eyes "I do not want to see you or hear anything from you ever again. There's nothing I need to talk with you."

"Y/n... we still have the project..."

"You have hands and a laptop don't you? I'll email you what we have but that's as far as I will go because I do not want to have to fail this project due to the lack of respect you have for people."

Kuroo bit his lip trying to hold back his tears "I deserve that..."

"Leave... there's no reason for you to be here."

He nodded and held his jaw in his hand feeling the pain starting to appear. His friends walked after him, as he got to the top of the stares he stopped to look at you. He was aching but it was late for him to do anything. Akaashi stared at him as he walked away his hand in a fist.

"Y/n do you need to go?" the professor spoke.

You wiped away off the tears that had dried on your cheeks. "No... let's continue with the lab please."

The professor nodded and got back to writing on the board. On instinct you and Akaashi held hands as a way of him saying 'I'm here' and it was the best thing you needed at the moment. Akaashi was the only person you needed in your life, never have you felt so thankful to have him by your side.