#mattsukawa x you

[215-luv]

HQ BOYS WHEN YOU PULL THEM BY THEIR BELT/BELT LOOP

SUNA: a deep yelp comes from his lips, the usual bored look he had on his eyes now replaced with shock as his hands naturally lands to the nearest surface, trapping you in his arms. with his face now inches closer to yours, he looks down at you, the tension between you two now rising. he raises an eyebrow with curiosity in his eyes as his deep voice flows through your ears, “hm, what’s going on in that little head of yours, bun?”

KUROO: a startled expression etches on his face, not expecting you to do such a bold action. although, he’s quick to recover from his shock as he shoots you a cocky grin, letting his hand fall to rest on your hip. “what’s this, kitten? if you needed me, you could’ve just said so yourself.” he chuckles, “but this,” his eyes then wander down to where you were holding his belt, “this is probably much better.”

ATSUMU: literally gasps out loud in shock, “oh SHIT you- you really just did that huh?” he curses, trying his best to compose himself although he’s actually a stuttering mess. with a deep inhale, he lets his hands find their place on your hips as he looks down at you with a certain look on his eyes, clearing his throat. “are we gonna make out or..?”

IWAIZUMI: he looks down at you, surprised. letting an eyebrow raise as if he’s asking for you to explain what was that for. however, with that look on your eye, iwaizumi swore something had bursted inside him that lead him unable to restrain himself as he slowly slithers his arm around your waist, the action sending you shivers through your spine while you watch as he reaches your hand that was holding his belt, raising it to let it rest on his shoulder. he chuckles under his breath while he keeps eye contact with you, “god, you really don’t know what you’re doing to me, do you?”

SAKUSA: both his eyebrows shoot upwards and his body freezes momentarily. you watch as his eyes looks at you with shock written upon them. he could barely let out a steady statement as his breath wavers, “..w-what.. what are you doing?”

OIKAWA: “okay, so, remember when iw— AH! OH MY GOD!” he screeches out dramatically when you unexpectedly pull him by his belt and his heart runs in laps. he looks at you with shock as you only shoot him an innocent smile. “sweetie, what was that for?!” he lets a hand hover his chest as you giggle, about to give him an answer when he adds, “but that was kinda hot though..”

YAMAGUCHI: a high pitched yelp comes from his lips and he stares at you with wide eyes, a flush creeping across his cheeks. never have you seen your boyfriend look so embarrassed and surprised your whole life that you had to let out a laugh, your reaction worsening the blush on his cheeks as he holds the wrist of your hand that was holding his belt. “H-Honey.. S-Stop..”

KITA: when you pull him by his belt, he let’s out a tiny oh, peering at you with curiosity. smh innocent bb. he gives you a look that encourages you to explain what you did, but somehow, inside him, he thought it kinda felt nice to have you pull him towards you that way.

KENMA: he tenses. it honestly never crosses his mind once that you would ever do the action of pulling him towards you by his belt—the gesture so unexpected that it leaves him a blushing mess. his body freezes in place and you watch as he looks at you with wide eyes. “(y-y/n).. what was that..?”

KAGEYAMA: he really went “oh shit” as soon as he feels that force on his hip—not expecting you to suddenly pull him in that way. his eyebrows raises in surprise while his head tilts in confusion, not sure what to expect when you’re innocently looking at him in the eye. and he blinks, “uh. hi?”

ASAHI: “AH!” he lets out a yelp that could possibly be heard up to the second floor. he looks back and forth from your face then down to where your hand connects to his belt, letting him compose himself for a few moments as he freezes in place. his eyes widens and he stammers like crazy. “S-Sweetheart.. What- What did you just do..?”

USHIJIMA: both his eyebrows raise upon the sudden pull of force on his hip area. he looks down at you as he holds a potted plant on his hand. you watch as he blinks down at you, as if looking for any answers through whatever emotion your face has on. you let him place his plotted plant on the nearest surface and he faces you, holding your hand that was on his belt as he raises it to his chest, letting his thumb softly rub on to your soft skin. “is there anything you need, honey? you can tell me anything.”

MATTSUN: when you pull him by his belt, he lets shock overcome him, both his eyebrows shooting upward. and yet, that shock is quickly replaced by a smirk as he looks down to where your hand is holding his belt. he lets out a deep “oh?” with a certain glint on his eye that deeply intensifies your need for him.

BOKUTO: “AH! WHAT AR—wait what’s this all about baby?” his mood alters in the quickest because one moment his eyes were widened like saucers and now he’s peering down at you with expectation. and you’re starting to think he’s just realizing how much he likes the way you pull him to you by his belt. you could see the blush appearing on his cheeks as he scratches the back of his neck bashfully—a rare thing to be seen from the bokuto kotaro. and he suggests cheekily, “you know.. maybe you should do this more often.. hehe.”

AKAASHI: he lets out the softest gasp from his lips as his widened eyes wander down to where your hand grasps onto his belt, and his mind really goes ‘oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god-’ but then he scratches that by clearing his throat, trying his all to keep his composure while barely managing to keep eye contact with you. “w-what is it you need, honey..?”

[llightshower]

haikyuu men hair pulling ˃ᴗ˂

pairings: aged up!oikawa/ mattsun x afab!reader

warnings: ( this may not be suitable/ relatable for people with coils/ tight hair textures ) oikawa: petnames (princess & cutie), grinding, riding. mattsun: rough sex, implied punishment, petnames (honey & good girl), teeny tiny sir kink.

oikawa

oikawa sat down and brought your naked body onto his. he slowly let you down on him. before you could fully adjust, oikawa was moving you up and down on his dick. you squirmed and whined, you hands roaming all over his back until you relaxed your nails into his shoulders. once oikawa had stopped you slowly grind on him. your head sank into the crook of his neck

“just like that princess, mhm,” oikawa praised.

you began moving faster and more desperately, one of his hands on your waist but the other moving up to your neck, his soft touch making your body shiver.

you’re movement was interrupted by a harsh tug on your hair, you were forced to remove your head from his neck.

“keep on moving, don’t stop.”

and so you did, oikawas other hand gripping your waist tighter. his cock twitched in you and he let out a grunt. you looked away, squeezing your eyes tight and your nails digging further into his shoulders.

he pulled on your hair once again, a little tighter too, “what’s wrong, cutie, embarrassed? i wanna see the cute face you make when you cum, look at me.”

you opened your eyes and looked at him, trying to keep your eyes open as his dick kept on twitching inside of you.

“mmm, ‘gonna cum,” you whined out.

“me too princess.”

oikawa’s hands ran up to your scalp and he squeezed your hair a little tighter. your hips moved faster and the room was filled with the music of your moans and his grunts.

before you knew it, your cum was mixing together. both of you were trying to regain control of your breath.

“again,” oikawa asked, a weak grin on his face.

mattsun

mattsun pushed you onto the bed, forcing you on all fours. his hands on your hips and, without warning, ramming into you. your back arched and you let out a loud whine.

“fuck, mattsun! mmph-“

he ignored you and kept going. you choked on your saliva, and the bed kept hitting the wall. your elbows were already so close to giving out.

one hand moved from your hip, making his thrusts sloppier and sloppier. he tugged onto your hair, your head bolting up and looking at the headboard.

“you like that honey,” his deep voice sent shivers down your spine.

you couldn’t respond, you were to focused on his rhythm, the way he was right on your sweet spot- but in just a second he stopped.

his dick was still in you and he leaned closer to your head, “I asked a question.”

you nodded, “mmm, yes,” desperately needing him to continue.

“good girl,” he responded and once again went all the way in, your eyes squeezing shut. you couldn’t keep yourself up anymore, your elbows became fully weak and your head sank into the mattress. muffled moans and the squeaking bed filled the room.

mattsun grabbed your hair once more, making your head come up, your loud moans were music to his ears.

“yes, fuck! mattsun im so c-close”

“well you better hold it.”

you felt your knees getting wobbly, how the fuck were you supposed to not cum like this? you couldn’t “hold it.”

and just a moment after, you came all over his cock, disobeying him. he immediately pulled out and flipped you over.

“what did i tell you, honey?”

“to h-hold it..”

“and what did you do?”

your legs squeezed together, cum still dripping out of you.

mattsun shook his head, “what am i going to do with you…”

[v3nusplanetofluv]

*:..｡o○　adventures in co-parenting　○o｡..:*

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a series of stories about a select group of haikyuu characters dealing with co-parenting and lingering feelings. they are all young parents most getting pregnant at the end of high school/ beginning of college (ages 17-20). these stories are mostly set between the ages of 22-24.

enjoy ♥︎

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sakusa; a ballet recital and bouquet of flowers

atsumu; dinner and a doppelgänger

suna; passion fruit and a beach birthday

mattsun; a soccer game and a yellow card

akaashi; menthol cigarettes and a surprise visit

???; sickness and a trip to the emergency room

???; a school field trip and monkey plush

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[iwaijimes]

hq boys when their partner has a hard time showing their love

feat! iwaizumi hajime, mattsukawa issei, oikawa tooru, bokuto kotaro x gn!reader

warnings! fluff, reader has a hard time expressing love or affection, I think it’s something important since not all us can express easily this feeling. but sometimes actions can express more than words. not proof read !!

IWAIZUMI knows how you feel. He isn’t that much into pda or any sort of affection too, but he tries for you, even if that means having oikawa mocking him or issei saying how much of a simp he is. he tries to be subtle, he doesn’t want you to feel overwhelmed. he’s patient, he doesn’t care if you don’t give him a kiss when he goes to work or if you don’t hug him when he comes back, because he can see the way you smile at him, or the the way you get flustered everytime he touches you. because when you smile, he sees through your eyes your love for him.

MATTSUKAWA even if you have a hard time expressing your thoughts and your love, issei can read you like an open book. the way you smile or the way that you wake up everyday at the same time just to make him company before he goes to work. he tells you that there’s no need to wake up that early, but you always answer him with a “it’s okay issei!”. even if he knows that giving kisses or hugs is something that you aren’t used to he can see the way you love him just by your actions. and that’s enough for him.

OIKAWA for tooru showing love through physical contact is a must. so when you Teo started your relationship it was something difficult to control, since didn’t want to overwhelm you, he knows it’s hard to feel loved and more to express it. so he tells you to take your time, to do the things at your own pace. it doesn’t matter, if he has to wait a millennia so be it. just only the feeling of your soft and little hand around his or your genuine smile when he says something funny are enough to feel the love that is so hard to express for you.

BOKUTO he didn’t understand at first, but after observing for some time he came to the conclusion that some things go to a different tempo, for example, your affection. bokuto is like an open book. he’s an expressive person, someone who can’t be still. but with you he takes his time, when the two of you are alone he’s calm, his love flows like a river, so serene but yet so beautiful. he knows that holding his hand is something new, and he controls himself to not cry right there when you flash a smile to him. your love is slow, and it’s something that he will never get tired of.

[kuroosdarling]

80’s Diner Delight

♡‧₊˚ mattsukawa x reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 1.4k (whoops)

♡‧₊˚ prompt #13 meeting as the best friends/wingmen/chaperones of their two friends who want to go out together, but not alone

a/n: THIS IS FOR MY BUBS ECHO !! hehe thank you so so much for joining my lil event<3 i hope you enjoy this fic<3 i tried to do your mans justice !!!!

First dates always cause a batch of nerves to run through your body, a certain level of fear and excitement swirling around together. The goal to make an impression, to get to know someone you potentially could have a future with, or just to have a fun night out in hopes of getting some free food along the way.

Or at least, that’s how it usually felt. You honestly didn’t know how to feel right now. It wasn’t exactly a double date that your friend had planned, no, it was something a little different. All she asked you to do is be her wingman. She even said that her date would bring his friend. So, was it a double date? Was it not? How do you even dress for something like this?

At least the diner was cute, playing off of an all-american 80’s theme. The neon lights bounced off of the vibrant furniture inside, illuminating the parking lot in a hazy glow. This was a pretty popular place around here, people usually liked to hang out here on the weekends. It was close to campus so it was mostly filled with your fellow peers. 

At least the diner was cute, playing off of an all-american 80’s theme. The neon lights bounced off of the vibrant furniture inside, illuminating the parking lot in a hazy glow. This was a pretty popular place around here, people usually liked to hang out here on the weekends. It was close to campus so it was mostly filled with your fellow peers. 

At least the diner was cute, playing off of an all-american 80’s theme. The neon lights bounced off of the vibrant furniture inside, illuminating the parking lot in a hazy glow. This was a pretty popular place around here, people usually liked to hang out here on the weekends. It was close to campus so it was mostly filled with your fellow peers. 

“There they are!” Your friend squeals, rushing over to the two men standing near the front entrance of the diner. The two looked dashing. She had already stated that her date was Hanamaki, the one with lighter hair. The other was Matsukawa. You take a good look at him. He was tall but fairly built, his shirt fit snugly around his chest and shoulders. While your friend was greeting her date, Mattsukawa came up to you with an easygoing smile that made you feel a little better about the whole situation.

“Got dragged into coming too, huh?” He said, looking over at the two friends who were already too close to one another. As he turns his head back away from them, his attention snaps back onto you. “I’m Mattsukawa.” You introduce yourself, giving him a small smile before looking away, not sure what to do right now. Your friend leads the group inside while hanging off of Hanamaki’s arm.

The four of you sat down in the cozy booth, hurriedly squeezing next to your friend as one of the waitress’ fly by a little too closely to you on their rollerskates. Mattsukawa couldn’t suppress the giggle that escaped him. You couldn’t help but laugh along with him.

“Nothing like a near death experience to start off a date.” Mattsukawa said under his breath, loud enough for you to hear him but it was obvious it wasn’t loud enough for your friends to hear.

“What’s so funny?” Your friend asks, her and Hanamaki looking over at you guys giggling.

“Oh nothing, just go back to your date.” Mattsukawa said, waving his hand around as he gave you a small smirk. Your friend obviously wants to object but Hanamaki grabs her hand before she could say anything.

Your eyes scan over the menu. Everything looked decent and you were more than ready to scarf something down in hopes of returning to your house sooner. You felt a soft tap against your leg, causing you to look up. Matsukawa is looking down at his menu with a triumphant look on his face. You squint your eyes back at him, tapping his leg back with your foot. The two of you going back and forth, tuning out your friends' conversation as you stare each other down, battling it out. 

The war went on for a while, neither of you ready to give in to the other. Your friends were lost in their own world, clearly not concerned with the two of you. Honestly, why did they even drag you guys out here? 

By the time you guys order your food, there’s a small truce before it arrives. Your friend was telling Hanamaki a story about one of the parties you guys attended the other weekend. Mattsukawa tapped your leg again, trying to get your attention once more. He holds his hands up in the shape of a goal and motions to a folded up piece of paper on the table he put in front of you. 

“Give me your best shot.” he said, a lazy smile taking up his face. Never the one to back down from a challenge, no matter how silly, you prep the piece of paper up so you can flick it towards him. The piece flies over the table, past his head and into the crowded booth behind him. The two of you duck down, trying to hold back your laughter, as if that would somehow cover the fact you had launched trash through the restaurant. The moment you make eye contact with him, you can't keep in your laughter anymore. Once you started laughing, he followed suit while the two of you were still crouching down, hovering over the table. “Hey, that was a pretty damn good shot.”

“Shut up.” You laugh, covering your mouth to try and muffle the sound. The two of your straightened yourselves up as Hanamaki clears his throat, demanding both of your attention.

“You mind? Some of us are on a date.” He smirked, clearly amused at the mischief the two of you were causing. Your friend on the other hand was less than pleased, but you didn’t care. The evening has taken a pleasant turn and you find yourself hoping it doesn’t end as soon as you originally hoped.

Not long after, the milkshakes your friend ordered came out. Only two were placed on the table as the guys didn’t order any. One was placed in front of your friend and the other resting in front of you. Mattsukawa doesn’t waste a moment as he grabs an extra straw, putting it into your shake.

“Come on, humor me?” He said, handing you your straw. You take it with a small smirk, placing it into your drink as the two of you lean down to sip it at the same time. The taste of your favorite vanilla shake was sweeter than you remembered, but as your eyes meet Mattsukawa’s, you have a small feeling of why it tastes so much better.

Like all good things, it must come to an end. The date was wrapping up as you saw your friend scowl at something Hanamaki said. The men took care of the bill as you waited outside with your friend. She was already talking your ear off about how she doesn’t know if she wants to continue dating him, weighing the pros and cons as you eagerly waited for them to come out.

The boys met back up with you shortly, the neon lights reflecting off of them as they made their way closer. Your friend pulled Hanamaki to the side while she left you with Mattsukawa.

“Thanks for being here and not making me a third wheel. That would’ve sucked.” He said, looking down at you with a soft smirk resting on his face. You shudder slightly, a sensation that had nothing to do with how chilly it was outside.

“I could never say no to free food.” Mattsukawa lets out a short laugh, before looking off to the side, clearly contemplating something as his jaw tenses. He looked back at you, fishing his phone out of his pocket.

“Well, then hopefully you won’t say no to this.” He handed you his phone, your name already in a new contact just waiting to be paired off with your number. You can’t help but giggle, your fingers tapping away at the screen as butterflies flood your stomach. Those damned first date nerves finally coming to get you.

Bonus:

“I dont think it’s gonna work out with her, but anyway, thanks for coming. You seemed to have enjoyed yourself.” Makki said, a knowing smirk taking up his face. He knew his best friend was never that easily impressed by just anyone, but something about you had definitely captured his attention.

“Hm, that's a shame. But yeah, I have a pretty good feeling about this one.” Mattsun said, a small smile graces his lips as he stares at the contact you graciously put in his phone, wondering when it would be too soon to ask you out on another date; a real one this time.

 Song: Just like a movie - The Wallows

This song just felt like you and mattsun LOL. like i think it would capture ur vibe early in your relationship. The two of you would go to parties and tear it up but ALWAYS end up sneaking off together just to cause a little more mischief. yall would def walk to the convenience store, grab your fave snacks, go somewhere with a nice view and talk until the sun rises hehe I think you guys would really understand one another <3 the lyrics capture the vibe i was going for. I hope you like it echo <3 thank you so much for participating and for always supporting me hehe i love u sm sm !!<3

[sexyandcringe]

Content/warnings: angst w happy ending (kind of), heartbreaks duh

Character(s): Atsumu x reader, Mattsukawa x reader, Sakusa x Atsumu

A/n: i kinda wanted this to be more angsty but i suck at writing :( sorry baby grills. Also at the end of the fic there is a link for another fic that is somehow related to this one.

"I like you."

You stop picking the Molten balls the moment Atsumu confesses, your eyes widening, but not out of surprise, because you knew this would happen, and it's finally happening, but you wish it wasn't. So you try to play it cool.

"Aww, i like you, too, 'Tsumu." you disregard it, hoping that this is exactly what he meant, even when you heart is trembling in fear and your temperature is rising every passing second.

Atsumu frowns as a sigh leaves his lips, "You know that's not what i meant. Y/N, i love-"

"Don't." you beg, "Please, Atsumu, don't say it." your lips quiver as you try to keep it together, hoping that this is just a dream and you'll wake up soon, happy as ever in your dreamy utopia.

But Atsumu's heavy breathing keeps you latched on the lands of earth with a fierce grip.

You're selfish; Osamu has told you many times to stop playing, but Atsumu is a friend you can't afford to lose. He was the first one who made you feel "normal", who never judged you for being the way you are, who never laughed at your insecurities and always spoke up for you when you were too little for this way bigger, overwhelming world.

Atsumu is special.

But Atsumu is also ruthless, he does not leave you the option of pretending that everything is okay.

"I love you." he admits.

And you break.

You wish that you could go back in time and never walk that path where you met the twins; you wish that you were someone else, someone Atsumu despises, because you'd rather be hated by him than loved. Maybe if he hated you, you wouldn't see him shedding tears today because of you.

"I love you." he repeats between sobs, "and i'm tired of pretending i don't."

Atsumu has admitted his defeat a long time ago, he knew what he was getting into when he decided to keep loving you. He knew that there will be a day where his heart would be shredded into pieces just like the love letters he wrote but never delivered to you in middle school.

"I'm sorry." you cry with him "I'm sorry, Atsumu. You're my best friend and i don't want to see you hurt but-" you take a moment to sniffle and gain some courage for your next words, "i don't love you. Not the way you want me to."

He knew it, yet, not a thing could prepare him for this day;

He feels like the worms that arise in the rain just to breathe the little bits of life, only to be cruelly crushed by the soles of the passengers; like the Sloths of Hell who desperately keep chasing the banner of peace despite the stinging insects, oblivious to their eternal sufferings and sins.

Like someone tore his chest with bare hands and ripped every single organ inside of it.

Love teared him apart, yet he kept loving you.

"I understand." he doesn't. He doesn't want to understand, he wants to cry and scream at you for being so merciless, like he did when you stole the last piece of cake on his 12th birthday, but he is not a kid anymore, and you... you did nothing wrong. You never got his hopes up, always drawing the line when you two acted more than just how friends should act.

He wishes he could resent you, even just a bit, but he can't blame you for just wanting his friendship and nothing more.

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That evening, Atsumu weeps in Osamu's arms, the quieter twin rubbing his back soothingly as he tries to stop his own tears.

"I don't think i'll be able to love again, 'Samu." he sniffles.

"Don't say that, you'll be able to move on." his twin hugs him tighter, "You will find love again."

※ 6 years later

Osaka is a pretty city, you get to visit the sea every weekend to clear up your mind and enjoying your time alone.

Although lately you are not alone anymore, because now you have Sasha (your dog) and Issei (your boyfriend) who don't understand the concept of personal space; you don't mind it though, you also love their clinginess.

"Sasha, where are you running off to?!" you follow your dog, who keeps sniffing around to find... something. Suddenly, she lifts her head up in a moment of ephiphany and runs towards the small gray rock near the beach bar. You run behind her, only stopping when you see another dog extremly similiar to Sasha.

"Pika!" you hear a familiar voice shout from a close distance; your lungs run out of air the moment you see him.

He is glowing, you think. His hair are way brighter than before and his muscles are more toned, but you would recognise that face between millions.

He also meets your eyes and stops in his tracks, pondering on his next words.

"Ah... hi." he says lamely, but you aren't any better. "Oh, hi, long time no see - looks like Sasha found a new friend."

He hums looking at the dogs.

It's hella awkward, you want to ask him so many things, but at the same time you want to run away and forget this ever happened; but your heart decides before your brain can think. "How have you been?"

"Good... Good. I hope you've been well, too." he replies.

This time, you hum.

"Tsumu, let's g-" another dark haired man approaches you two with a questioning look. "And this is...?"

"Just an ol' friend, Omi." he smiles, but you believe that "Omi" is not convinced of this, given the fact that he is basically shooting daggers at you with his onyx eyes.

"I see." his lips are tight, but he decides to leave it at that, grabbing Atsumu's waist and bringing him closer. "We have to go."

You don't hold them back. "Sasha," you pick her up, "let's go, daddy's waiting." and of course you are petty like that, "Omi" needs to know that you are not planning on doing anything with his "Tsumu", since you are quite happy with your current boyfriend.

"Been nice seeing you, Atsumu." you bid him your farewell with a gentle wave and a small smile which he returns.

You are glad Atsumu found love again.

Bonus:

"Where were you guys?" Issei asks when he sees you with Sasha, "Don't abandon your poor boyfriend all alone on the beach, will you?"

"You're so dramatic, Issei."

Reblogs are really appreciated! Check out Issei and YN's story with their dog here !

[soranihimawari]

(Innocent) Sleepover

Mattsukawa & YN have been neighbors since first year middle school. YN’s parents have been rumored to have shouting matches when they argue, thus causing their kid to come over for some much needed sleep. Over the years, Mattsun and yn have been growing close, so much so that Oikawa picks up on the subtle hints yn has the middle blocker wrapped around their finger…

Word Count: 1.5K-1.6K

Pairing: Mattsukawa Issei x Reader (yn)

Rating: hq fluff ft. Mattsun x reader

this got me thinking how mattsun kisses start out gentle at first, heh

You throw a pebble or four at the second highest window of your friend’s house. Parents were arguing over the water bill this time and though you could usually sleep through the yells, you texted your neighbor asking to sleepover. It’s been a few years since you had slept over, the last time was the summer in your third year of middle school during a shared family trip to Hyogo. Your mother wanted to visit an old friend of your grandmother, however that was about six summers ago. Regardless, the pebbles keep piling up until you see a familiar silhouette peek out over the railing.

“Stay there, I’ll open the sliding door by the herb garden,” is all you hear and you pick up your backpack off the grass to sling it over your shoulder.

The door slides open with a decisive ‘whoosh!’

“Is that yn-chan? Mattsun, let yn-chan in…”

The scolding of their grandson makes you bite back a chortle when he tells them he was going to invite you inside regardless.

Your neighbor meets you explaining his grandprents were in town for the upcoming volleyball game between Seijoh and a former powerhouse school. An amused smile curls your lips and in the fluorescent light above you both, if he wasn’t so unsure you would reciprocate his feelings, he might have greeted you with a forehead kiss. Ever since he hit just second growth spurt, Mattsukawa Issei stands taller than ever thus making your height the perfect one for him to rest his head atop when you do give him your normal ‘hello’-hug. He could tell you were having a rough night, especially when the shouting seemed to have been muffled from his window. The pebbles still littering the small space between his door and the short balcony. Said balcony was home to many late night talks with each other, slowly becoming a comfort spot during house parties and sleepovers with the guys.

While you take up his offer of holding your backpack, you wander off to greet his relatives. Sleeping over his place on a Friday right before game day was not what you had intended, yet when your father hears you leave, your mother questions where you’re headed both knowing full well you’d be found next door—there is a shared memory when you first moved here the summer before you start middle school, where you meet the neighbors (parents) of the lanky boy next door. You were and still are more expressive than he is, but your sarcastic wisecracks sprinkled with sharp cynical one liners added to more appeal to try to be your first friend. Mattsukawa was just glad you let him be near you, fast friends you became before volleyball took over his life. Sure, in the past you watched several games he had played in, but alas as time progresses, your presence at games slightly dwindled, much to the middle blocker’s dismay. Yet, you have a knack of showing up at the first and second game on a whim, therefore surprising him (and causing him to play his personal best from time to time).

Inside the kitchen, Mattsukawa overhears you talk with his relatives. The conversations stem past the “how do you do’s” to more pressing matters like if you’ve already had an eye on someone say about “yay high, slightly sun kissed skin, plays a particular sport, etc.” you play with your hands a little bit saying if that were the case, then you’d probably be on your way back from a date.

Mattsukawa freezes, letting your backpack fall onto his floor with a muddle thump. From what he can infer, you do like him? He reasons with himself he will ask you once you say your good nights to his grandparents. It’s not very often they visit Miyagi, though the old couple might be the best wing people ever.

The digital clock reads close to 22:38 when you walk into Mattsukawa’s room. You noticed he had pushed a few pillows in the middle thus making you shake your head. It was an awfully sweet gesture, you think, ever since you read the westernized legend of King Arthur and how he laid a modesty barrier between he and the lady Guenevere. Behind you, you feel his presence hovering and you say in a low voice, “race ya!”

Mattsukawa chuckles as he takes five long steps and wins the short race. You on the other hand, practically tackle him on the mattress when you trip over his own school bag, forcing him to hold you steady by your waist. Is that a blush…? Oh my god. It is! your eyes glance at his cheekbones and his ears. His hands are warm, calloused, but stern in the support he gives you. The closeness of where your hand landed on his chest made his ebony eyes study your curious stare. The moonlight reflects in them and for the first time in a long time (technically since his first high school girlfriend broke things off with him), he senses that familiar increase in his heart rate.

Luckily the shouting had since dialed down and with the door closed behind you both, Mattsukawa chose to be brave this time. He brings you closer to him and when he leans down, you expected him to kiss you directly on the mouth, but no—he instead kisses your forehead whispering something along the lines of, “Ask me and I will.”

In your arms, you catch whiffs of his body wash: he smells of pine and bonfires, fireflies, and the quiet storms by the mountain valley. Your hands move away from his chest to wrap around his neck, toying with the ends of his outgrown hair. Mattsukawa’s immediate instinct was if he were to kiss you for real, he’d need to sit up since he wouldn’t trust himself (or you) would stop—you’ve been side by side like a second shadow since the first time you were invited over via Oikawa’s need to know who caused his teammate to be clearly smitten. You have a slight panic in your eyes when he sits up, yet your fear turns into a muted look of recognition as you readjusted yourself to straddle him properly. Gazing from your eyes to your lips and back again, you realize you haven’t said anything yet. Gods above knew you wanted him to kiss you, for years, your brain reminds you, because somehow making sure you were ok after nights like tonight made you start seeing your neighbor under a different light.

“You needn’t ask,” you tell him in a hushed tone, taking a deep breath, and on the exhale you continue.“You’re the only one who doesn’t need to—mmf?!”

Lips pressed against yours faster than you could finish that statement, Mattsukawa doesn’t apologize for the electricity he passed to you, but considering your gasp of surprise your eyes fluttered close when you feel a familiar hand rests against your cheek; tender and chaste like a secret shared in your shared past. His hands stay behind you, before wandering higher to cradle the back of your head. Unnecessarily warm, is a common thought both of you have prior to one common word dance to the forefront of your mind—more, give me more.

You in turn kiss him back, which makes you feel him smile against your pursed lips. It isn’t a violent one, not one where either of you are rushed, however with the way he’s making you feel like your body is on fire causes you slower the pace; his hands stay by your side, almost grazing your skin sighing into your half opened mouth. Your hair is tousled by him, keeping strands away from where your lips are. There is meaning and purpose behind everywhere you allow his lips to reach: calm mind on your forehead, inside jokes when he reaches the corner of your mouth, but when you pause before you kiss him again, you realize you never seen him this flushed before. It’s a sight you selfishly take mental snapshots of—there is a desperate nature in the way he calls your name as he holds a wrist of yours gently against his sternum. Below, your palm feels the heightened ramifications you did.

There is an apologetic phrase on the tip of his tongue, yet you remove your other hand from behind his shoulder to press your fingertips against his ajar lips. You shake your head saying, “it’s ok.”

He presses his forehead against your own, his voice is low like a short rumble of thunder as he calls you, “pretty,” rubbing your shoulders. In the dark, you notice how handsome his features naturally are especially when there are notes of strawberry pinks tinting the sides of his neck. Needless to say, you were amused about this bashful side of his.

“C’mere,” your voice has a coy tone and like any good person, Mattsukawa does as he is told. When you kiss him this time, you purposefully miss before tracing his jaw with your lips; kissing and sucking the taut skin of his neck. He groans as he grips the ends of your shirt with one hand, the other pushes the back of your head further into the juncture between his collarbone and neck, forcing you to remain following through with this kindness.

You hover painfully steady above his lips before you close the gap together. Mattsukawa’s eyes swears they have never seen anyone this effortlessly hot; sure lavender hues and roses would bloom around your head, like a spring sprite, but for him, he’s glad he took a chance on kissing you—and vice versa. Little things you notice when you kiss him this time: he knows how to hold you, obeys when you open your mouth a smidge, breathes in time with you, calls you nicknames under his breath which makes you dizzy.

“Finally,” is the last confession you’re able to coherently hear when he works on leaving a love bite on your collarbone. You inhale and exhale, cooling the skin behind his jaw, tugging him closer until he leaves your exposed bone alone only to recapture your lips in a teasingly slow kiss.

He tastes the remnants of your dinner and lavender tea when you open your mouth a bit wider for him, you inhale through your nose and exhale into his mouth, filling his lungs with more air for him to continue kissing you like this. Losing yourself in his touch, you feel his fingers run along the small of your back. Mattsukawa makes you take a seat on his lap securing his hold on you. He doesn’t leave your lips alone until they are bruised from returning every ounce of affection he gives you—you nearly knock heads and he chuckles saying you’ll be the one to ground him with your logic. You shake your head when you peck his lips once more.

“Not so fast,” his voice halts your movements. His hands fix the bottom of the your sleeping shirt while you tilt his head this way and that, amused at your blossoming bruises there; in return, he does the same, chuckling at where your fingers press against his neck.

“Admiring your work?”

“O’course,” you reply. “How are you going to explain how you got these?”

“I don’t kiss and tell,” he sticks his tongue out before tucking it away behind his teeth only for you to turn him toward you with a gentle tug of his chin.

“Then kiss me until all I know is you,” you say before he satisfies your most recent request. You meant it is as a dare, but you should have known better.

You let out a quiet, “Ack!” before his lips are on yours again. Mattsukawa is many things or so you hear: decent looks, kind smile, punny jokes, but why has no one thought to divulge how loving he really is? Or how when he makes out with you, he treats you like porcelain, he holds you like you’d evaporate any moment, or worse of all—he makes you feel invincible under his touch.

The tug and pull you make him obey ends with you disentangling yourself from him, until your feet are on the floor and your body is parallel with the floor, hands gripping his undershirt with a tenacity of not wanting to let go too early.

When he grants you a moment to breathe, Mattsukawa smiles sheepishly at you. He reaches out to hold your hand purposefully guiding you to have a seat on his lap, sans straddling this time. Leaning back far enough for you to lay a top of him in a less than compromising position, he hears you laugh trying to cover up your smile, he thinks you’re adorable this way.

“Hi,” His voice is quiet, but he teases you when he nudges his nose against your brow.

“Hey,” you return, a bit breathless before cupping his face. You stand flat foot now before raising your gaze to him, your thumb stroking the side of his face an amused smile on his lips, though it fades when you tease him a little. “So I take it you like me like me, huh Issei?”

Mattsukawa hugs you a bit tighter, burying his head in the crevice between your neck and shoulder. You can sense his warmth via the apples of cheeks when he does so, thus causing you to laugh a bit.

“Shut up,” he mumbled against your skin before pressing a chaste kiss there.

Running a hand through his hair in a comforting manner, you make a mention you will send your parents a text where you spent the night; you guide him back to lay down on his bed where he creates a space for you.

“Thought I made it clear just now,” Mattsukawa replies, pointing at your lips.

“I suppose so,” you reply.

Mattsukawa, after a beat, says his friends from volleyball always asked what the deal was between you two. You remind him he is your neighbor first, friend second, and if he’s interested, boyfriend sounds like it has a nice ring to it.

“We don’t have to tell them just yet, ‘sei,” you reply holding his hands.

The nickname makes him turn to face you entirely, a thumb of his massages circles into the space between your thumb and index finger. “At the very least when I show up to the gym tomorrow wearing your jacket, I’m sure the cat would be out of the bag… Oikawa would flip out though. Saying something like ‘told ya so!’ to Makki and Iwa. I can only imagine…”

He nods, “but for now baby, sleep, yeah?”

Kissing the space between your brows after you agree, you make yourself comfortable, the pillows in the middle now are shared properly between you and your neighbor.

“Good night pretty boy,” you murmur before pecking his smile away. He hugs you close before pulling his comforter over your bodies, tracing lattices of violets on your shoulder.

Sleepovers were never quite your style, you didn’t want interrupt the movie-marathon nor the friendship bonding of the boys, however you’re a constant in Mattsukawa’s life. Your story begins here, falling asleep next to him like you did when you were thirteen, comfortable and safe. As a constant source of support and quiet resolve reserved for the court, you also learn Mattsukawa Issei is two things: first, a steadfast guardian when your seas turn violent and second, his ability to always sense when you need him is par to none. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you toward him, whispering something or other about taking you to that cat café you wanted to visit after school on Tuesday (the only day after a game they didn’t have afternoon practice) just to “make it official,” you say, your lips turn into a smirk to match his own.

“You’re so lucky you live next door,” your voice is barely audible as you watch your friend fall asleep, his breaths evening out. “I don’t know where I’d go if you didn’t.”

Since then, the remnants of your parents argument die out, thus making it a more peaceful night—silent confessions and all.

It’s why this first sleepover begins innocently enough has you gaze out the window where the pebbles laid on the balcony to greet the two of you come the morning.

[honeystwiggypeach]

I see all the Dad!Mattsukawa and I'm absolutely in love😭😭 I love that man so much

How about Issei holding the baby for the first after hours of staying with you during labor or maybe him insisting on staying with the baby in the nights so you can sleep, playing with her, going on walks with her, oh oh or maybe Issei carrying her around in that baby carrier on his chest and pretending to slow dance with her😭😭

My hearts gonna melt💞

Little Aiko!

Dad!Issei x Pregnant/Mom!reader

Agdgdg I’m so glad you like them!! I love him too😭he has my heart especially when he’s written as a girl dad!!(also I can’t really tell if this is good rn as I’m writing it in hopes of it helping me calm down because I’m scared of school tomorrow 😭)anyways thank you so much for requesting!! I love requests so much pls keep requesting it makes me so so happy to write requests!!

Previous part!

Tw~ birth(water breaking and labor!)mainly fluff but let me know if I missed something!!

When your water broke, Issei was halfway across the house and all you could do was yell and stand in the puddle of fluids, but that was hours ago and now you’ve got an adorable little baby with Issei’s curly black hair and his long eyelashes sitting on your chest as you rest your hands on her back both of you cleaned up and calmed down from the chaos of labor.

You glance over to Issei who’s still staring fondly, he’d occasionally snap out of his little day dream when he’d hear Aiko grunt or stretch, any little move and noise she’d make he was attentive asking you if that was normal before you’d tell him you were pretty sure it was.

“Do you wanna hold her Issei?” You ask as you begin to get pretty tired watching as he nods excitedly.

You pay the spot near you on the bed shuffling over as the thin hospital blanket crinkles with every move you make. Before you know it he’s sitting next to you as he positions his hands properly before you settle her into them.

She lets out a little yawn as she tries to curl into Issei’s body heat.

“Hi little baby” he whispers as you yawn leaning against him as you watch with heavy and tired eyes, “I’m your dada, remember me?”

Some few days later, once you’re home, Issei is the one who insists should wake up, you’d been in maternity leave Will Issei was trying to convince his boss to let him stay home just a few more days.

You listen as the baby monitor crackles with the sound of Aiko’s tiny cries, Issei squeezes your hand lightly as he tells you he’ll get her.

And if you listen faintly you can hear him telling Aiko that it’s ok as he gently placed the bottle between her lips telling her soothing words as he rocks back and forth the creaking of the rocker being heard on the monitor.

Issei who makes breakfast for you after a long night he gently sways side to side holding her in his arms trying to flip the pancakes while balancing her.

Issei who can’t wait until she’s just a little bit older before he’s running off with the baby carrier as he gently sets her inside once again swaying side to side this time as he hums a little song, the same song he intends to play at your wedding, the same song that he thinks of when he proposes to you that evening on your walk in the park

Anything else you guys want to see from this family? I love them so much!! Want me to write anything else?

[keijislvr]

summer bucket list | masterlist

-ˏˋ⋆series⋆ˊˎ-

→ softly, softly ml – oikawa tooru x reader

↳ smau with college!tooru and reader. press link for masterlist and summary!

karasuno !

→ coming soon.

aoba johsai !

→ random third year hcs – oikawa, mattsukawa, iwaizumi and hanamaki friendship, no reader insert.

↳ just some cute, fluffy ramblings about our favourite vb players when they were in their third year! a little look into their friendship, including usual teenage shenanigans...

→ 3rd year bf!texts – oikawa tooru x reader

↳ texts you receive from your clingy bf, the captain of seijoh! lots of fluff included...

nekoma !

→ coming soon.

fukurodani !

→ college bf!texts – akaashi keiji x reader (nsfw)

↳ you decide to rile your boyfriend up whilst he works at the college library. things never go quite as planned when he knows exactly how to get to you though...

↳ part two!

→ don't hold it against me – college president! akaashi keiji x (kind of) delinquent!reader

↳ songfic (friday by freak slug.) the ups and many downs of your ambigious relationship with keiji, as recorded through a song.

shiratorizawa !

→ coming soon.

inarizaki !

→ to be loved by a god – god!kita shinsuke x grim reaper!reader. (angst)

↳ kita is an old god who has just lost two of his most dear friends. you, a past lover of his, have the unfortunate job of collecting their souls.

misc. !

→ coming soon.

[midnight-drives-with-sunarin]

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Haikyuu

MHA

Demon Slayer

Kuroko's Basketball

Naruto

High-Rise Invasion

Characters I will write for:

Haikyuu:

Kuroo Tetsurō

Suna Rintarō

Iwaizumi Hajime

Akaashi Keiji

Miya Atsumu

Miya Osamu

Oikawa Torū

Mattsukawa Issei

Tsukishima Kei

Semi Eita

Tendō Satori

Sakusa Kyoomi

Nishinoya Yū

Shirabu Kenjirō

Bokuto Kotarō

Kozume Kenma

Yamaguchi Tadashi (Platonic)

My Hero Academia:

Kaminari Denki

Shinso Hitoshi

Bakugou Katsuki

Kirishima Eijirou

Sero Hanta

Dabi

Shigaraki Tomura

Demon Slayer:

Giyū Tomioka

Rengoku Kyojurō

Zenitsu Agatsuma (Platonic)

Kuroko's Basketball:

Daiki Aomine

Ryota Kise

Seijūrō Akashi

Kazunari Takao

Naruto:

Kakashi Hatake

Shikamaru Nara

Kiba Inuzuka

High-Rise Invasion:

Sniper Mask

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Do not request from shows not listed (I'm still working on watching more things)

If a character isn't on my list you can request, but I'll either not have good grasp on them or I won't write them because I'm uncomfortable with the way they are portrayed

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I can write character x reader, character x reader x character, or character x character (this one is new, be kind)

I can write for fem or gender neutral neutral readers

Notes:

This list will grow as I get through more shows or connect with more characters, so please be patient

[haikyutiehoe]

mattsukawa who is dating your best friend. he invites you and your new boyfriend over to his house for a dinner and always punches his cock between your lips, seeing how loudly he can fuck your wet mouth while the two most important people in your life make meaningless small talk. “you’re so pretty on your knees.” he praises between loud grunts, ass against the bedroom door, tip buried at the back of your throat.

[arrogantsonofabiscuit]

Their kid helps them shave their beard.

Feat:- Sakusa, Mattsun , Kuroo & Atsumu.

Genre:- fluff, mentions of pet names & implied female reader.

A/n:- Thinking about how will they react when their kid helps them shave🥺. check out my wifey’s work @kentoangel​ (i got inspired by them for mattsun’s part!)

Sakusa Kiyoomi:-

It was Sunday morning and Sakusa wanted to get up early and make breakfast for you. Omi had a habit of making you breakfast whenever he had a day off and would clean up the house. (I want you so bad 🥺🥺🥺) .

 He gets up from the bed quietly making sure that you don’t get up, he looks at the crib where his son is sleeping. As soon as he reaches where the crib is he saw his son is wide awake and is admiring his dad. (My heart 💗) .

 “You are awake little man “ he coos. He picks him up and places his son on the counter top of the bathroom so that he would pay attention to his son. Omi washes his face and grabs a shaving foam. The little boy was observing his father’s action. 

Omi applied the foam on his face and grabs a shaving kit which had the trimmer. He grabs the trimmer and starts shaving his beard which seemed to poke you yesterday when he tried kissing you. 

He looked over at his son and saw that he had grabbed a brush thinking that it was the trimmer same like his father. Omi was smiling widely he felt on the top of the world because his son is adorable and he has everything he ever needed in his life. 

After cleaning up , Sakusa picks his son up and peppers his face with kisses. Your son was giggling and was enjoying his fathers company. You were standing near the doorframe of the bathroom to observe this and your heart was full with love.

Matsukawa Issei:-

You and Issei were fast asleep on the couch after watching the baby toons with your daughter. She loved those toons a lot. Apparently a baby rhyme made you guys fall asleep it was afternoon. 

Issei could feel a tug on his shorts thinking it’s you he smiles and nuzzles closer to you only to find that he couldn’t get any closer to you. He opens his eyes slightly to see where he was sleeping , he saw that his daughter had tugged his shorts to grab his attention. 

“Oh you are awake my princess,” He replies groggily and picks his daughter up and places her on the couch with him. The tv was still on , he switches off the tv to see you who was fast asleep on the couch and were snoring lightly. He smiles and strokes the small hair strands away from you face. 

“Angel would you help me shave?” He asks his daughter as she smiles and open her arms indicating that she wants go be lifted in his beefy strong arms. She giggles as he lifts her up and takes her to the bathroom. . 

He places her on the countertop and grabs his shaving kit. He applies the shaving foam on his face and starts trimming his beard. Lil matsukawa found it amusing and as soon as Issei was done with shaving he puts the trimmer with the protection cap on top and gives his daughter the trimmer. 

She grabs with her small hands and starts moving the trimmer the same way he did and smiles when Issei makes weird faces. She grabs her dad’s face and boops her nose on his lips. 

Issei was so busy admiring his daughter That he didn’t even see you standing by the doorframe smiling , you enter the bathroom and pepper your daughter’s face with kisses . You hug Issei and kiss his lips tenderly falling more in love with your husband.

Kuroo Tetsurou:-

Kuroo had come home early as his work for the day was done and he wanted to do nothing but rest with his son , daughter and his wife.

He enters the house to see you asleep on the couch with you son on top of you and your daughter was playing doll house in the same room.

He smiles looking at you and picks his daughter up who nuzzles Kuroo’s face and kisses his cheeks.

“How’s my princess today? were you a good girl today?” he asks her and gently sways her. 

“I was good daddy, but he was a big cry baby today” she points her finger towards your son who is fast asleep on you.

“Oh, good girl, would help daddy shave?”

“yes!!”

He walks with her in his arms and enters the bathroom. he places her down on the countertop and loosens his tie. He takes out the shaving kit from the cabinet and places it near the wash basin.

“Daddy you are home!” your son arrives and rubs his eyes to wake up.

“Oh hi there young man, c’mere” he starts walking towards his father only to be lifted and Kuroo makes him sit next to your daughter.

He washes his face and applies the shaving foam on his face, both of them were observing Kuroo and what he was doing .He starts using the trimmer and shaves his beard.

When he was done he takes the aftershave and applies it on his cheeks where he trimmed.

“You wanna apply that to me?” Kuroo asks his son and daughter who excitedly say yes to the offer and start applying the aftershave to him. 

You got up because of the noise coming from the bathroom , you looked around in the living room to see nobody was around so got up and started to run towards the bathroom only to see your son, daughter and husband were in a bathroom making weird designs with the bubbles using your favourite body wash.

“Tetsu!!!!!!!!!!” you smile because nothing was precious other than your family.

Atsumu Miya:-

You were fast asleep on the bed with your daughter and Atsumu was out for his practice.

Because of the rain the practice got canceled so he was standing at the doorstep opening the front door.

He enters the apartment quietly because he knew that you might be asleep. He tiptoes to the bedroom only to see his two favourite girls fast asleep. To his surprise your daughter was wiggling her way out of your hold and was successful.

“Angel face, how are ya?” He picks her up gently and asks her in a low voice. She giggles and holds Atsumu’s cheeks.

“Yer hurting me , my lil demon” he walks towards the bathroom holding her close to his chest.

He places her near the bathroom countertop and takes his shaving kit out of the cabinet. He washes his face and sees his daughter was giggling as the water droplets fell on her. Atsumu smiles at her and continues washing his face.

Once he was done he opens the kit and takes out the shaving cream along with the brush. His daughter was about to pick up the trimmer that’s when Atsumu gave her the brush and took the trimmer away from her .

He starts shaving only to see his daughter use the brush as the trimmer on her cheek.

“Angel face, that isn’t for ya . You don’t need to shave. You have soft cheeks like your mommy”

“Oh does she” you reply with a smirk prominent on your face.

“Hey baby” he replies

“Hey love, you are early?”

“Yeah practice got canceled and look at our lil girl she likes the brush I guess.”

“Mhmm”

“Atsumu why are you crying?”

“No am not”

“You are?”

“Those are my happy tears okay?”

“Okay” you giggle.

“She is an Angel 🥺🥺”

“Yes she is plus she is adorable right?”

“Yes baby , I love you guys so much”

“Ilubyiu”

“What?”

“WHAT?!”

Thank you for reading. Take care <33

Reblogs are highly appreciated <3

[thirsty-lu]

Domming Iwazumi with Matssun help.

You're just there watching them fight for the right of being fucked dumb

or Matssun helping mommy make Iwazumi a good boy too by fucking him while mommy fucks him too

[kiyoors]

“i think im gonna cut my hair.”

issei squints at you from his spot on the couch, looking over his laptop, “you said you wanted to grow it out last week..?” it sounds more like a question than a statement.

frankly, he doesn’t really know anymore.

“that was then, though. I wanna cut it now.” you sound so serious to him. he hums, trying to buy himself some time to come up with a good, boyfriend-worthy response.

“you should get a mohawk,” is what he says instead.

“very funny, babe.” you want to be mad at him, really, roll your eyes to the back of your head in all of his funniness that isn’t there, but he has this dopey, in love look on his face— the one he makes whenever he knows he just said something dumb, and you go along with it. it always makes you go soft. you want to kiss him, actually.

“i’ll be here all night.” he even has the spunk to do a dorky little wave and a half bow to his audience of one.

“dork,” is what you say, but really, all issei hears is ‘i love you.’

“i love you, too,” he smiles, going back to his computer,

“and the mohawk.” he whispers.

he’s met with a pillow when he looks up.