#young ukai x reader

[aizawasnumberonefan]

Field Trip

Ukai Keishin x reader

1,154 words

cw: alcohol

You aren’t sure who approved of this idea. Your wonderful fiancé, Keishin Ukai, had had a dream that he took his volleyball team on a field trip to camp in the nearby mountains and they had gone on to win nationals, so he did everything in his power to make this field trip happen. You’d shot down the idea of tents, instead finding a cabin to rent from a summer camp that wasn’t currently operating. The school somehow agreed to fund this, no doubt because of Takeda’s persistent begging.

This is how you found yourself, Ukai, and Takeda packing away luggage into the back of a bus while Karasuno’s entire men’s volleyball team piled inside. You love the team and you love the side of Ukai that they bring out, but this was not the way you wanted to spend your weekend. They’re lovely boys, and insanely talented on the court, so you suppose that this could’ve gone worse. However, after an hour and a half of driving, you begin to doubt that fact.

Somehow, a group of the boys had convinced themselves that there would be bears on the route that you were taking, and that there were imminent bears around every corner. You were sitting up front with Keishin, so you weren’t witnessing the unfolding chaos, but you heard “BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS!” from voices that belonged to Nishinoya, Hinata, and Tanaka, and “Shut the fuck up there are no bears on the highway” from a voice that sounded like Tsukishima’s.

“No swearing in earshot of your coach!” Keishin yells to the back of the bus from the driver’s seat, effectively diffusing the conversation into several different, significantly quieter ones.

“You know that I love you, right?” You turn to Ukai.

“It’d be awkward if you agreed to marry me and you didn’t.” He confirms.

“What the actual fuck made you think that this wouldn’t go chaotically?”

“Hey! They swore!” You hear from one of the kids behind you.

“If I ask you to marry me you’re allowed to swear!” Ukai shouts back.

“Good comeback.” You chuckle.

“Shut up. You’re the dumbass that agreed to a life with me.” He says, a smile creeping across his lips.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t make me regret it.” You smile.

At the cabin, you and Takeda begin building a fire for smores while Ukai wrangles the team.

“You make him really happy, you know.” Takeda says, piling more wood into the fire pit.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He’s more gentle with the team since he proposed.”

You snort, finding this funny. “This is gentle?”

“More gentle. And he’s more driven.”

“That’s my Kei. Stubborn as a bull and endlessly driven. Did you know he asked me to marry him on our first date?”

“He what?”

“Yeah. It was a picnic, we had already been out there for hours, just talking about everything under the sun. It was stupid, but we had met for lunch and as the sun was starting to go down, I told him how it felt like I could talk to him forever and still enjoy every word. He asked me to talk to him forever then. I got confused, so I asked what he meant. He told me to marry him. I must’ve looked at him for a second too long because he burst out laughing and told me he was joking around. I don’t know if he remembers it, but I know that was when I decided I’d say yes if he ever asked again. And I did. He’s purpose driven in everything. No surprise that he wanted to give this a try.”

Takeda sits in one of the many lawn chairs surrounding your now large pile of wood. You ignite the starter pieces and sit beside him as the flames slowly swallow the rest of your gatherings.

“I’m glad it’s you.” Takeda says.

“What do you mean?”

“You can handle him. It’s abundantly clear that he feels safe, comfortable, and confident with you by his side. You’re so good for him.”

You smile letting the warmth from the fire wash across your face. “Thank you.”

After the boys had had their smores and were dutifully in bed, though doubtfully asleep, you, Ukai, and Takeda sat by the fire sipping beers that Ukai had stashed in his suitcase.

“I thought that that was too big for one weekend.” You say, leaning your head against his chest. The two of you were under a blanket in one of the wooden deck chairs with you across Keishin’s lap, legs swung over the arm of the chair. He has his arms wrapped around you, one hand rubbing your back absentmindedly while the other held his beer.

There’s a crash from inside, accompanied by what sounds like shouts mixed with laughter. “On it.” Takeda says, standing up from his spot and heading into the cabin.

“Thank you.” Keishin says to Takeda, then repeats more softly to you.

“For what?”

“For being here. For supporting me. For being mine. For being you.”

“Thank you.

“For what?”

“For letting me.”

He smiles and kisses your head, switching his beer to his other hand so he can tilt your chin up, proceeding to kiss your forehead, nose, and then lips. Admittedly, the two of you get a little more carried away in your kiss than you should’ve when you’re just outside a cabin filled with teenage boys, as evidenced by the childish giggling followed by Takeda’s voice ushering the guilty parties back to their bunks.

“I guess it’s time for bed?” You offer.

“Not yet. Stay with me a little longer.” Keishin replies, kissing you sweetly again. When he pulls back you lean your head back against his chest. When the fire has gone out and you started to shiver, one of the third years on the team had brought you a blanket. When they went inside and you were still chilly, your fiancé beckoned you to sit in his lap instead. His warmth felt so comfy that you’d hardly noticed Ukai telling Takeda where to find his beer stash, and you hardly noticed Takeda leave. Now, the warmth and comfort that your lover brings is lending itself to how sleepy you are. It doesn’t help that Ukai has resumed rubbing your back. It isn’t long until you’re peacefully starting to doze off against his chest while he looks up at the clear sky and stars overhead. As he starts speaking, the rumble of his voice is just enough to stir you awake to hear what he has to say.

“I do remember. I meant it then too, on our first date. I knew it was you. I knew it would always be you. There’s never been any question. I love you now, I loved you then, and I’ll continue to love you until my very last breath. You’re everything I could ever dream of. You’re everything I need.”

[newtthetranswriter]

Dayquil, Curses, and Soulmates

Paring: Toge inumaki x gn! reader

Summary: In a world where soulmates are real, you get a bond that is quite annoying per say, you feel each other's pain, and your soulmate happens to be the one guy in the world that has a lifetime supply of throat medicine.

Word count: 1698 

Warnings: talk of explosion, talk of medicine, talk of pain, putting these just in case cause you never know

A/n: thought this was a fun idea, let me know how you like it, and big thanks to @just-jordie-things​ for the bit about bumping into each other buying cough medicine. Also if you catch my reference you get a cookie. please ignore any typos, i might come back and fix it later. If I mention school I mean college.  MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

 For as long as i could remember i have always got random pain in my throat. I couldn’t explain it but I would describe it as if I swallowed sandpaper. When I was younger it used to happen all of the time. One moment I was fine and being a happy kid and the next I was coughing like I hadn't had water in days. Around the age of five though my parents took me to the doctor to see if they could figure it out. Turns out that out of all the soulmate connections I could have, I’m stuck sharing pain with my soulmate. I couldn’t help but wonder what my soulmate was doing at such a young age to cause such pain so often.

 At around the age of ten or so it stopped happening as often, but when it happened it sucked. I got used to always carrying around a bottle of cough medicine for when it happened so I could at least talk with less pain. I still have no clue as to what my soulmate does to give us such terrible sore throats but I'm at least glad they slowed down a bit. 

  Today was a normal Saturday which means going out to check the shops for any cool trinkets I might want and get some snacks. Even though I was going out to get fun things, my first stop was the corner store to pick up some more cough medicine as I ran out last week and forgot to get more. 

  I swear when I meet my soulmate they are paying me back for all this cough medicine I have to buy. I thought to myself as I entered the store I have been a regular at for the past two years since starting school. I waved at the shop keeper as I walked off to the medicine aisle to grab my usual travel bottle of cough syrup and an extra just in case. As I reached for the medicine my hand bumped into someone else who seemed to be reaching for the same thing as me. 

  “Oh, I’m sorry you were here first; you can go ahead.” I said looking up at the stranger. Looking at them I would guess that they were a boy about my age with fluffy white hair and beautiful purple eyes. I also noticed he was wearing a school uniform with what looked like an extra-long collar covering the lower half of his face. Even though I was confused by it, I tried not to stare at the handsome stranger in front of me.

  He looked almost shocked when I spoke to him. He gave me a small nod, grabbed the medicine and walked away. I couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t said anything but brushed it off as him being shy. After he reached the register, I finally snapped out of my trance and grabbed my own bottles of cough medicine and headed to the front.

   “Hey, there Y/n. Soulmate causing trouble again?” asked Ukai, the owner of the small business who is used to me coming in every couple week.

   “Yeah, I wonder what they keep doing to cause this cause it's so annoying not being able to talk for an hour because of the pain.” I responded not noticing the stranger from earlier freezing up for a second before leaving the store.

  “Well kiddo, I hope you find them soon so you get some answers.” He responded as he handed me my bag. “Have a good day and good luck with the soulmate.”

     After waving goodbye to the man behind the counter who was always kind to me I made my way towards the shops for the day. I was ready to just enjoy my time alone with my thoughts, mostly plotting revenge on my soulmate for this pain, but also just enjoying the fresh air.

  After a few hours I noticed it starting to get dark and decided it was probably best to head home before my parents get concerned. I also don’t really enjoy being out when it gets dark. I don't know how to explain it but other than the annoying soulmate connection, ever since I was kid I could see these weird creatures. As I got older I started ignoring them but whenever I go out at night it seems like there's a lot more, and they give me the creeps.

  As I was passing an alleyway I heard rustling and paused to look and see if it was an animal or something, boy was I wrong. As I looked down the alleyway towards the sound one of the creatures, that I feel like only I can see, lunged towards me. Long dark claws stretched out towards me, right as it was about to sink its claws into my arm I heard what sounded like someone running up from the side, and a voice yelling to move. I’m not sure what came over me, it was like my feet had a mind of their own and I jumped out of the way.

 “EXPLODE” was the next thing I heard the voice say before the creature did just that. It exploded in a large cloud of smoke. Almost immediately after that thing exploded, I was thrown into my own terrible coughing fits, but what was even weirder was I could make out the sound of someone else coughing as well. I reached for the cough medicine I bought earlier and drank half of the first bottle, as large amounts were the only thing that helped.

  “What the hell was that?” I rasped out as best I could waiting for the medicine to start working. The person who had saved me looked up at me with a look of shock on his face. It was at that moment I recognized that it was the same guy from earlier. I could tell it was him from his white hair and uniform jacket that now had the collar unzipped, with the collar no longer hiding the lower half of his face. I could make out what looked like strange tattoos on either side of his mouth. 

  I probably also had a look of shock on my face as I pieced everything together. One this guy could see the weird creatures as well, two he somehow made me move and that thing explode with just words. Last and most important, this guy is my soulmate, it just makes sense it can’t be a coincidence that my soulmate would get a throat pain right as this guy saves me, causing his own coughing fit. I was sure of it and judging by the look on his face he figured it out as well.

  I waited for a moment as I watched him scramble for something in his pocket, and he let out a sound of triumph as he pulled out his phone and walked closer to me while typing out a message. He motioned for me to look at the screen. Sorry for making you spend so much on cough medicine, It's part of my job kinda. I looked at him slightly confused as he started typing again.

  “Why do you keep typing, why not voice what's up instead?” I asked, not understanding fully why this guy who just made something explode with his voice is now refusing to talk. I watched as he shook his head at me and pointed to his phone again. My throat is still messed up, but I also can’t talk like you do. I could explain more over dinner tomorrow if that's ok with you? He asked me using his phone's note app. I looked at him skeptically for a second, but the agreed and gave him my phone number to text me the details.

  “I’m Y/n, by the way, if we’re soulmates I figure we should probably know each other's names” I said as he started typing again. It's nice to meet you Y/n, I’m Toge Inumaki, but you can just call me Toge. After I finished reading the message on his phone I looked up into his kind purple eyes and knew that this was the start of something great. “I can’t wait to go out tomorrow, and also find out whats up with that thing that you blew up.” I said with a chuckle 

  “Salmon” I heard the boy next to me rasp out, his voice sounding more messed up than mine did when I first spoke a minute ago. I looked at him confused for a second before I felt my phone go off in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a message from an unknown number. Hey, it's me, your soulmate, what I mean by salmon is I can't wait for tomorrow either. I also promise to explain everything, I bet this is all kinda weird :)  I read the message and smiled back at him as his face lit up with one of the brightest smiles I had ever seen. 

  “Well it's getting late, I should be getting home. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye Toge.” I said waving to him as I walked off hearing a small “salmon” and catching him waving before zipping his collar and walking the opposite direction.

   I was a few blocks away and almost home when my phone went off again: get homesafe, if you need me text please. Have a goodnight.  I smiled at the message and responded with an ok, you too. After the small text exchange I finally made it home, I went up stairs and went to bed happy with how the day went. I may have been almost attacked by a weird creature that most people apparently can’t see, but I finally met my soulmate. I can’t wait to get to know him and maybe find out why i was saying salmon so much but hey that's a problem for tomorrow.

  I drifted off to sleep with the thoughts of my soulmate and some slight planning on how to get revenge for the non stop sore throats without causing pain, cause that would be counterproductive.

[whatisreggieshortfor]

Wear You Down

Terushima x gn!reader

“How did you two even get together?” Daichi had always been curious. You were his cousin for crying out loud! And he remembered how your boyfriend behaved back in high school. “I still can’t believe we’ve known him as long as we have.”

You just gave him a smile, your eyes drifting to see the man you now called the love of your life fixing up Asahi’s hair for his up coming fashion show, “What can I say?” You offered with a shrug, “He wore me down.”

“Babe!” Your boyfriend called, digging through another cabinet as Asahi sat rigged in a chair to avoid accidentally tousling his long hair from position, “Do you remember where I put those fancy pins we got for this? I thought they’d be with the rest of my stuff.”

You laughed, getting them from atop the fridge, “You stuck them up here so you wouldn’t lose them, love.”

“Ah!” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, taking them and hurrying back, “You’re a life saver. No one can read my mind like you can.”

“Hey!” You were seven years old, running up to a boy you’d never seen before on the playground. School was only a week away. “I bet I can guess your favorite color.”

“No way,” he laughed, staring up at you from the swing, “That’s impossible!”

Wiggling your fingers in front of your face, you spoke excitedly, “I can feel it oozing from you! It’s the same as mine, I just know it.”

“Humor me then,” he smirked, as well as a little boy could at least, “What is our favorite color?”

“It’s dark green, right? Right!?”

He had never seen someone as happy as you were in that moment. Grinning at him with a missing front tooth, hair haloed by the sun behind you. Admittedly, he had been in a fire truck phase, red was his favorite. But as he looked at you with wonder in his eyes, opening his mouth led to an innocent lie, “You’re right. Dark green is my favorite.”

“I knew it!” You thrusted a fist into the air, “I’m Y/N by the way. Y/N L/N.”

“Terushima.” He offered, “You’re so pretty. Can I be your boyfriend?”

You laughed, so full and bright, “We’re too young for that!”

“Maybe in the future then.” He shrugged, about to ask you to swing with him when someone called your name.

“Come on, Y/N! Auntie says we gotta get home for dinner!” Another little boy with black hair, your cousin Daichi, waving his hands to get your attention.

“Coming, Dai! I hope to see you again, Terushima.” You were running away before he could reply.

He ended being in your class until you moved to attend Karasuno with Daichi.

When Daichi and Asahi finally left, Yuuji wrapped his arms around you from behind, “It’s good to see you smiling with them. I gotta say, back when we started dating I was afraid Daichi would hold it against you.”

“Why’s that, love?” You looked back at him, leaning your head against his shoulder, “Daichi is my cousin, he just wants me happy.”

Yuuji grimaced, “I know, but I can see why he had reservations before.”

Taking his hand, you spun out of his embrace, “Remember when we ran into each other at the tournament?”

He pouted, “That’s exactly what I’m talking about!”

Kiyoko had run back, someone forgot something- you hadn’t been paying attention, too busy getting the players into their seats and realizing one was missing. Ukai and Daichi asked you to check on her, see what was holding them up. Finding Hinata try to ‘rescue’ Kiyoko from a rival team wasn’t what you expected and you weren’t exactly an extrovert, not as much as you had been when you were younger, but you walked over anyway. The one with the poor blonde dye job dumped Hinata out of the way and you felt the vein in your forehead twitch at his disregard for the boy- only to laugh when the leader of the rival boys recoiled as the orange haired boy jumped in front of him. “Kiyoko is our precious manager!”

“We were just talking,” dye job tried to reason, and you decided it was time to step in.

“Hinata, Kiyoko, the bus is waiting for you two. Daichi is about to unleash Tanaka and Noya.” Kiyoko giggled, knowing the captain and coach would rather tie them to a leash and make Tsukishima or Kageyama find her, “And you, dye job, don’t touch my players.”

“Does that mean I can touch you?” He smirked, and you pulled back in disgust.

“Wow, that’s how you talk to girls these days, Yuuji? Damn.”

He blinked, eyes suddenly lighting up as they soaked in your features, “Y/N!” He pulled you into a hug before Hinata could stop him, “Don’t hate on my game, babe! You’re just jealous you don’t get to see it in action much.”

“Oh, yeah. So jealous. How many people have you actually won over like this, you hound dog?” Rolling your eyes, you shoved him back, already ushering your club members toward the bus.

“Just waiting for you to finally fall into my arms.” He winked, and you gave him a fake gag.

“Gross. Nice try though, three out of ten for the effort. Bye, Terushima!”

The entire bus ride was spent with a lecture from your cousin after Hinata told everyone about the interaction.

Cooking dinner led to a mess- much like it did every night- because Yuuji was always trying to come up with new games to play as you cooked or cleaned. He was equal parts focused and unfocused when it came to any task. It was how he pursued most aspects of his life- talking to clients while working on their hair, wrestling with his old volleyball buddies and simultaneously never missing a beat when you talk to him, juggling chores he’s trying to finish and still catching every second of his favorite tv show. It led to chaos sometimes, like when he spent every interaction you had in high school trying to win your attention and could still be distracted by a pretty face- or at least pretend to be. Your friendship never suffered over the years, but it slowed down the progress you could’ve made with each other along the way.

Because you could look at him now- hair stylist that was doing something he loved, doing favors for your friends like he did today- and sometimes you could see the flirty playboy he used to be.

He still hit on you every day, no matter how big or small the pick up was, but now you never paid attention to whether his eyes could stray. Because they never did, not honestly in the past, and definitely not now. Daichi had concerns for the longest time, before he actually got to see Terushima around you. You were an introvert by nature, long grown out of your outgoing childhood phase, but your boyfriend had always been outgoing no matter the circumstance. Your cousin had worried that he had talked you into it- and he had. But he didn’t manipulate you into it. From that day on the playground he had been your best friend. Sure, he talked you into things that you wouldn’t do, but he also hyped you up about things you wanted. He was the reason you pursued your degree, the reason you worked in a field mostly dominated by men that looked down on you. Terushima always had your back, and it was that long standing trust that eventually let him wear you down for a date.

And your stance on that, as you always reassured him when he questioned your differences, was that letting him wear you down was the best decision you could’ve made.

Masterlist

[axiina]

CHARACTER LIST

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Genshin Impact:

Mondstadt:

Albedo

Amber

Bennett  (aged up only)

Diluc

Eula

Fischl (aged up and platonic only)

Jean

Kaeya

Lisa

Mona

Noelle  (aged up only(?))

Razor  (aged up only)

Rosaria

Aether

Sucrose

Venti 

Liyue:

Beidou

Chongyun  (aged up only)

Ganyu

Hu Tao

Keqing

Ningguang

Xiangling  (aged up (?) and platonic)

Xiao

Xingqiu  (aged up only)

Xinyan  (aged up only)

Yanfei

Zhongli

Shenhe

Inazuma:

Arataki Itto

Gorou

Kaedahara Kazuha

Kamisato Ayaka

Kamisato Ayato

Kujou Sara

Raiden Shogun

Sangonomiya Kokomi (platonic only)

Thoma

Yoimiya

Yae Miko

Yun Jin

Snezhnaya:

Tartaglia

Khaenri’ah:

Dainsleif

Arcane:

Caitlyn

Ekko

Jinx

Mel

Vi

Viktor

Vander (platonic only)

FNAF:

Glamrock Freddy

Glamrock Chica 

Montgomery Gator

Roxanne Wolf

Sun/Sundrop/Sunrise

Moon/Moondrop

Vanessa (platonic only)

Michael Afton

Eldarya:

(I can also write character x character)

Ezarel

Nevra

Valkyon

Leiftan

Chrome ( A New Era)

Karenn ( A New Era)

Miiko

Ykhar

Ewelein

Keroshane

Koori

Huang Chu

My Candy Love:

(high school era only)

Lysander

Castiel

Nathaniel

Kentin

Armin

Alexy (platonic only)

Rosalya (platonic only)

Amber

Iris

Kim

Violette

Melody

Final Fantasy VII:

(I can also write character x character)

Claud Strife

Tifa Lockhart

Aeris Gainsborough

Sephiroth

Vinvent Valentine

Zack Fair

Rufus Shinra

Genesis Rhapsodos

Reno Sinclair

Haikyuu:

Karasuno (aged up, 18>):

Kōshi Sugawara

Yū Nishinoya

Tobio Kageyama

Shōyō Hinata

Kei Tsukishima

Tadashi Yamaguchi

Kiyoko Shimizu

Keishin Ukai

Nekoma:

Tetsurō Kuroo

Yaku Morisuke

Kenma Kozume

Lev Haiba

Aoba Johsai:

Tōru Oikawa

Hajime Iwaizumi

Shigeru Yahaba

Yūtarō Kindaichi

Akira Kunimi

Kentarō Kyōtani

Fukurodani:

Kōtarō Bokuto

Keiji Akaashi

Akinori Konoha

Shiratorizawa:

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Eita Semi

Satori Tendō

Tsutomu Goshiki

Kenjirō Shirabu

Johzenji:

Kenjirō Shirabu

Itachiyama:

Kiyoomi Sakusa

Inarizaki:

Shinsuke Kita

Atsumu Miya

Rintarō Suna

Osamu Miya

Tears of Themis:

Artem Wing

Vyn Richter

Marius Von Hagen

Luke Pearce

The Arcana:

Asra

Nadia

Julian

Muriel

Portia

Lucio

Valerius

The Witcher:

(I can also write character x character)

Geralt of Rivia (platonic only if x reader)

Yennefer of Vengerberg (platonic only if x reader)

Ciri

Jaskier

Eskel

Lambert

Fringilla Vigo

Emiel Regis

Tissaia de Vries (platonic only)

Rience

Milva (sfw only)

Avallac’h

Eredin Breacc Glas

Imlerith 

Caranthir Ar-Feiniel

Coën

Vesemir (platonic)

Iorweth

Hunger Games:

Coriolanus Snow (young Coriolanus only)

Lucy Gray Baird (platonic only)

Sejanus Plinth

Tigris Snow

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

Effie

Haymitch

Johanna Mason

Finnick Odair

Stardew Valley:

Sam

Elliott

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Maru

Baldur's Gate 3:

Astarion

Gale Dekarios

Karlach

Shadowheart

Wyll

! I do not write works with children characters/characters who are physically children !

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I might have forgotten someone, so ask me if you are interested in a character and they are not on the list

[fischltao]

You, me and the moon (Sitting next to the window sill)

pairing: tsukishima kei x fem!reader

notes: i just read "In another life" so i must make it everyone's problem now.

warnings: ANGST!!!! mentions of death/character deaths, swearing, undiagnozed medical condition, fluff, canon wise but kind of an alternate universe, suffering, unhealthy weight loss.

plot: Y/N Y/L/N loves the moon

Tsukishima had always spent his walk home, alone.

 Sure Yamaguchi would walk with him but that was only up until a certain point of the neighborhood and then he was left to go on alone with his favorite music blasting through his headphones. He didn’t mind. In fact he loved being able to listen to his playlist in peace.

However, life works in unexplicable ways and nothing ever stays the same.

"Gather around we have some news for you" Coach Ukai announced as the team swarmed around him and... the cute girl that hid behind the blonde dyed male on the entrance of Karasuno's gym "This is Y/N-san, she's a first year and she will be practicing coaching with me"

Tsukishima knew her from their shared class but they had never once interacted, she had only spoken to Yamaguchi, a mere question about whether their home teacher would be absent that day or not. When Yamaguchi and Tsukishima had been walking home after school, Tadashi made a comment about how the pretty girl in their class had also been incredibly kind and sweet.

Tsukishima paid no attention. It's a random girl.

"Tsukishima-san and Yamaguchi-san are in my class, it's also really nice to meet the rest of you here too" she spoke in a low voice and bowed humbly. Yamaguchi blushed and bowed back but Tsukishima simply just scoffed and looked away.

"Be nice to her" Daichi scolded the taller male immediately as Tsukishima rolled his eyes and eventually bowed back, hoping that would make his upperclassmen get off his ass. As if.

In the following days Tsukishima had found himself in a very awkward situation as Yamaguchi had found out that Y/N lived really close to the area they both lived at and it would only make sense if all three of them walked home together. Kei wouldn't really talk to her. And he wouldn't really talk to Tadashi either. The young girl and his freckled faced friend seemed to hit it off especially well, indulging in timeless conversations that he couldn't find himself joining.

 Y/N lived only three block away from Tsukishima's house which was about 4 blocks away from Tadashi's house, meaning that him and Y/N would spent the time together until they reached Tsukishima's house and yet she wouldn't talk to him and he wouldn't talk to her. It was a slightly awkward yet not uncomfortable silence until they would eventually have to say "Goodnight" and then the cycle would repeat itself every day for weeks.

"Goodnight, Kei" she yawned before moving to wear the pair of ear buds that had previously been dangling off her neck

"I'm going to walk with you a bit more" Tsukishima spoke startling the young girl "They said in the announcements this morning that some creep goes around and picks on girls so,I'm walking you all the way home" He shouldn't care. She was just a girl.

 However, the fact that he “didn't really care” isn’t enough to make him the asshole that would just leave a 16 year old girl walk back home alone with a weird old guy on the loose.

"You dont have to Kei, I can manage" She spoke, shying away from the tall blonde "Thanks for the offer though I really appreciate-"

"Don't make this weird, I'll walk you back home and then I'll head back myself" He said as she sighed in defeat and led the way to her house. Tsukishima couldn't help but think as to how he'd never noticed her especially with how close they lived to each other.

"Kei?"

She begun addressing him by his first name a few weeks ago and he never actually seemed to mind when she did it. Not that he would ever admit it though.

"Hm?"

"What music do you listen to?"

"Why do you wanna know?"

"Well I see you walking around with your headphones just like me all the time and I've been wondering what's your music taste like" She expressed, eyes fixated on the moon that shined brightly in the dark sky

"I dont know I just listen to anything I like"

"Well I wanna know what you like"

Why is she suddenly so talkative with him? She didn't have to just cause he was walking her back home. He didn't care about her so why did she care so much about his music taste.

"I like-"

And then Tsukishima found out just how easy talking to her really is.

(__________________________________________)

A month later and it became daily routine for them to listen to songs together as they walked back home, sharing Y/N's earbuds, while in silence. There was no need for words to be spoken. From up until then, the silence between them had been comforting and a part of their evenings.

Tsukishima often caught himself wondering whether she lived alone or not since her house always seemed dark and... oddly quiet? He really couldn't explain it but sometimes it looked as if she was the only habitat. He never asked.

The song ended right on time that they reached her house. The two friends bid their goodnights and soon Tsukishima was back at the comfort of his own house, ready to have dinner with his mother and older brother,Akiteru.

"Saw you walking with a girl earlier" His brother teased,causing the younger blonde to roll his eyes and pick on his mashed potatoes.

"We share classes and shes learning to coach in my volley club"

"Just that?"

"We are friends too, one could say"

"Hey what's her name? She seems oddly familiar"

"Y/N Y/L/N" at the mention of her name, an uneasy silence filled the room as Akiteru and his mother shared sad looks "Why are you guys looking at each other like that?"

"You dont know?" Kei raised an eyebrow and shrugged, taking a bite off his cutlet "Her parents both died a while ago in a car accident and her older brother was left to take care of her. He goes to my college so I doubt she has company at home most of the time" His mother sighed sadly "Poor girl, I can't imagine what she's going through, my heart breaks over thinking about her alone in that big house"

And Tsukishima Kei was at loss of words.

Sure he had suspected something had been off about her home life but he would never have been able to suspect something like that. Even he felt bad about it.

"Kei, how about you invite her over for dinner tomorrow?"

"What?"

"Invite Y/N-san for tomorrow's dinner, my heart would feel more at ease if she at least came over for dinner,we have enough food to spare"

And Tsukishima scoffed, what an inconvenience.

He didn't want her to feel like he pitied her no matter how much he claimed that he didn't care about what she thought. The thought kept him up that night, thinking whether or not he should invite her over like his mother recommended. Fuck it, he muttered and grabbed his phone, looking up their chat.

From Tsukishima Kei (Sent at 00:30AM)

《Hey, you up?》

Y/N:

《I'm up, is everything okay?》

Her reply wasnt even a minute late. Tsukishima tried to shake the image of her alone in a dark room waiting for someone to talk to.

Kei:

《Why are you up dumbass, it's a school day》

Y/N:

《Why are YOU up?》

And only then did he realize just how stupid his question really was

Kei:

《Mom saw me walking you home and she wants me to invite you for dinner》

Y/N:

《Damn, Kei, what are we?》

Was that an attempt of flirting? It was probably just her joking.

Kei:

《Shut up. You coming or not》

Y/N:

《Sure :) See you tomorrow at school》

Kei:

《Go to sleep dumbass》

And then Tsukishima had another reason not to sleep for.

(__________________________________________)

After that day it had become an everyday occurrence that Y/N would have her dinner at the Tsukishima household and then Kei would be walking her back home, keeping up with their routine of sharing earbuds and listening to music.

For once, Kei seemed to enjoy a habit that involved another person’s company. Over time he grew really fond of Y/N and genuinely looked forward to spend dinner with her every single day. And at times Y/N felt that she was at Tsukishima's house more than her own.

She didn’t mind. Her house was lonely and cold and cooking dinner for one was a chore since she never got the portions right. She'd either end up with too much or too little food,no matter how much she loved cooking. Now she didn't have to ask her brother for as much money either, feeling less guilty over how her brother insisted her to live her teenage years as normally as possible and have him pay for her expenses. Besides that, she loved Kei's mom company and she...

She also loved Kei's company. She really did.

Tsukishima had been so used to having every dinner spent with her that when Yamaguchi suggested that he wanted to invite Y/N over for dinner at his house Kei couldn't wash down the bitter taste in his tongue.

"She's already coming to mine"

"But Tsukki-"

"No"

"Maybe we should ask her and she what she wants" Tadashi suggested while they were in the gym as he called out for her. Not much after, she joined the conversation between her two closest friends "I was thinking that maybe you could come to my house tonight for dinner for a change, I can walk you back home right after too" And Tsukishima gritted his teeth awaiting for Y/N's response.

He really didn't want her to accept. Who was he going to listen to music with? He had been dying to show her that one song he had discovered. And who would his mom talk to about netflix’s true crime documentaries and what would he do after dinner? She simply shouldn't go.

Waiting for her response felt like hours and he kept reminding himself, why do you even care? Because if his mind slipped, he would have realized he didn't just care because of their shared routine.

"Im sorry Yams, Tsukishima's mom already told me she'd make me my favorite dish today, thank you so much for the invitation, maybe another day we can all have dinner together?" And at her words, Tsukishima felt a smirk creep up his face, his veins coursing with satisfaction when Tadashi kindly nodded and changed the subject to something else.

"Why did you look at me like that when Tadashi invited me over at his, this morning?" His eyes momentarily left the plate he was washing to her drying another one

"Like what?"

"Kei"

"Well like you said mom made you your favorite so it'd be annoying to miss it" He stopped for a bit to pass her the wet plate "Plus Tadashi's mom doesn't cook that nice"

"Would you miss me?"

"What?"

"Would you miss me, Kei?"

And at that he let a laugh shake his body before flicking the girl's forehead,making warm water splash on her features as she whined, annoyed by Tsukishima's action.

"Idiot"

(__________________________________________)

Spring break was right around the corner and one thing occupied Tsukishima's mind. Would Y/N stop coming around? She usually came after school and on weekends she'd either be out with him and Yams, with the team or her older brother when he came to visit. He had wanted to ask her if she'd be able to go over at his house and claim that it was just his mom's wishes but a voice inside him stopped him from doing so by reminding him of how awkward it would make him seem if he asked her that out loud. Y/N wasn’t stupid. He needed to think of a different way to imply that he wanted her part of his day even during spring break without being too forward and yet he couldn’t think of anything good enough.

So one day after dinner, when he was walking her back to her house listening to a random playlist it came as a surprise to her that he stopped the song and took his earbud out all of a sudden.

"Kei are you okay?" She questioned, standing a little to close to his personal space, not that he minded anyways.

"What are you doing during spring break?"

"Eh not much i guess. My brother will be working at the city he's studying to so he won't be able to visit either"

"Good" he mumbled, making the girl slightly jump because, what did Tsukishima even mean with that "Then you'll be coming at my house every single day, or I can just come to yours" He said nonchalantly as he kept moving forward towards her home but it wasn't until a couple of steps later that he realized, Y/N hadn’t been walking along with him.

Instead she was frozen a place, her eyes glossy and a soft smile curling at the ends of her lips as she stared at Kei and just the sight was enough to bring color to his cheeks.

"Idiot"

From Y/N Y/L/N (Sent at 2:50AM)

《Kei? Are you awake?》

It had been one of the few nights Tsukishima had been up late without any reason, so as he heard the buzz of his phone at this hour he couldnt help the shiver that coursed through his entire body.

Kei:

《It's almost 3AM, are you okay?》

Y/N:

《Kei I'm so scared》

Kei:

《Y/N what's wrong?》

Y/N:

《I think I heard someone outside the house and i don't know what to do, I'm scared》

And no matter how strong he saw her as for being able to manage living on her own after everything that happened to her family, he was reminded that she was just a 16 year old girl. She still got scared over random noises and she was still afraid to sleep in the dark.

Kei:

《I'm coming over, don't open the door to anyone unless it's me,okay?》

Y/N:

《Hey you don't have to, I just needed to talk to you to ease my nerves》

(Read by Tsukishima Kei at 2:56AM)

Tsukishima left a quick note on the kitchen table and exited the house as fast as he could. He had wished it was just her imagination and not an actual threat tormenting his friend. Stupid, he kept mumbling on his way to her neighborhood. You are so stupid for making me do this.

Upon reaching her doorstep, he let her know that it was him knocking on the door and no longer than a few seconds later he heard the sound of her feet on the wooden floor, the sound making him smile a bit and then the door was flung open, revealing a disheveled looking Y/N.

Her eyes lit up when they met his and she pulled him inside the house, panting lightly by her small run to the door. She looked exhausted and yet she smiled and deep down she knew that Tsukishima Kei would've never done this for anyone else.

They spent that night on her bedroom, perched up against the window and gazing at the stars while soft tunes played in the background. They'd often talk about nothing. Tsukishima would spill random facts about the most random topics and she'd listen carefully, being the only person besides Yamaguchi that would listen to his random rants genuinely.

Tsukishima had noticed for a while that she loved to look at the moon. It's not like it was a big thing or anything, sure the moon was pretty but he was curious as to why she'd look at it with so much....devotion?

"You always stare at the moon, Y/N-san"

"It's so pretty, isn't it?" She admired,perching her chin on her hand as her eyes never left the sky. I guess so, he mumbled and she hummed "I have always loved looking up to it and now" She took a deep breath and turned her gaze at him who, instead of the moon, watched her intensly "and now the moon reminds me of you"

And with that she turned back to admiring the moon again, leaving Kei with a soft tint on his cheeks.

"Kei do you think we'll get to go to the moon together one day?"

(__________________________________________)

"I don't like this song"

"But I do"

"Well its bad"

"Well I don't care"

"You have shitty taste"

It was some time during their spring time that Y/N suggested they create a shared playlist filled with their favorite songs so that they could listen to when they spent time together and not only. However they constantly bickered over which songs would make the cut and even Akiteru from the next room wanted to smash his head against the wall due to the constant noise.

"Kei we'll make a compromise" She spoke seriously "If we put this song in, I'll let you pick the next one even if I hate it"

He scoffed and shook his head "No"

"But WHY?"

"Because my taste in music is amazing and you could never hate something I like" He answered with a smug smile on his face as she rolled her eyes and threw a pillow against him.

"Asshole" she whispered and added the song anyways "Hey what are we naming the playlist?"

"I dont know? Like something our names and stuff?"

"Okay 'our names and stuff' "

"Ha-ha very funny" He teased and leaned over shoulder to look at what she was actually naming the playlist.

Tsukki's and Y/N's playlist :)

"That's not my name, y'know"

"Kei-"

"That's right Y/N-san"

(__________________________________________)

Tsukishima wasn't really fond of the rain when he had volleyball practice. His shoes would get all muddy and the floor in the gym would get extra slippery. Not only that but he also seemed to always forget to bring an umbrella and he always had to squeeze under Y/N's smaller one, not that he minded,he could easily walk under Yamaguchi's and yet he chose to be under the strawberry pink almost kid sized umbrella of his much shorter friend. Both would start getting wet eventually and she'd complain about how annoying wet clothes on skin felt like, especially if they were made from wool. His glasses would get all fogged up too. It was an inconvenience to say that least.

"Tsukishima-san, have you seen Y/N-san?" Kiyoko questioned from the benches. She wasn't there? She never was no more than a few minutes late so it was unususal behavior for her to be this late. Tsukishima shrugged at the dark haired third-year and started pacing towards her.

"She's not here yet?"

"No, the rest of the first years don't know either and i sent yacchi to look for her a little earlier"

The whole scene felt scripted as the moment that Kiyoko mentioned Yacchi, she bursted through the doors, out of breath with a panicked look in her face, Takeda-sensei and coach Ukai being the first to approach the blonde first year alarmed. Tsukishima knew that something was terribly wrong.

"Y/N-chan is in the hospital"

Tsukishima was right.

(__________________________________________)

It had been a few months since Y/N Y/L/N had been admitted to the hospital and the doctors still hadn't been able to diagnose her with something in particular. Only thing they knew was that her condition would only go downhill if they didn't find anything to help her get better soon.

Her brother wasn't around much either. He had to work double the shifts just so he would've been able to cover the insurance for Y/N's medical bills. He would face time her any moment he could but soon, his facetimes were reduced to only phone calls. It was better off that way because he knew that looking at her now sickly and bony face would tear him apart. He had to stay strong for his younger sister. But seeing her at this state was enough to bring tears to his eyes.

 People would visit Y/N every other day, whether it'd be her friends, the team with coach Ukai and Takeda-sensei, Tsukishima's mom and brother and yet, the one person that almost never left the hospital was Kei himself. Kei never left Y/N's side. He kept her company, fed and took her for walks around the hospital without ever getting tired of spending his time with her.

He hated hospitals and he hated that she out of all people had to go through that. Why did it have to be her? She already had so much on her plate and an undiagnosed condition that the doctors had zero clue on how to treat was the last thing that she needed.

A little after her condition seemed to deteriorate, Tsukishima started wondering whether there would be a day together that would've been their last. He wondered if he had to say goodbye and how his life would be without her in the picture.

It both pained him physically and mentally. For the past year she had been such a strong presence in his life that he knew without her, everything would be empty. He knew he couldn't do it without her.

Everyone often commented on how weak she looked now in comparison to her healthier days. Her eyes and skin didn’t have the same shine they used to and she had lost a mortifying amount of weight from not being able to process anything more than soft foods. Y/N was a living ghost, balancing between the world of the living and the dead every minute passing by.

Yet Tsukishima Kei never questioned her beauty, not even once.

As time would pass, less and less people would visit Y/N, opting to just text her from her mobile phone instead of visiting her to the hospital. They claimed that they weren't able to keep seeing her at her current state and that they wanted to remember Y/N like she always had been. Strong and healthy. Tsukishima would never let her know that though, he had a feeling that it would upset her.

Why the fuck do they keep talking about her like she's going to die? It pissed Tsukishima off. It really did. Yet it was a funny situation because the usually pessimistic Tsukishima Kei, was the only one left with hope in his heart.

Even Yamaguchi had started to give up hope on Y/N getting better and Tsukishima silently resented him for it. He understood that it was not the case but sometimes he felt like what people really meant to say was that she just needed to hurry up and die so that they could be able to go on with their lives properly.

He hated it. He hated it so much.

"Kei?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think I'm going to die?" She mumbled weakly, her voice hoarse from the minimum amount of speaking she had been able to do. Tsukishima looked at her sadly and moved to touch her frail hand, tracing random shapes on her skin. He honestly didn't know what to reply. He didn't want to upset her and yet he didn't want to lie straight to her face. He simply chose to change the subject and voice his opinions on something random, like the taste of the ice cream flavor she particularly asked for a few hours prior. "I don't want to die. Not yet"

He wanted to say something. Anything to comfort her and yet no words came out of his mouth as she struggled to speak.

"If I had one wish, I'd ask for us two to live forever" She smiled, staring off to nothing in particular. The hospital room didn't have the greatest view and from the layout of it, she couldn't stare at the moon anymore.

"You wouldn't ask to get better?"

"You silly, if I could live forever I wouldn't be sick anymore"

How he wished she could live forever. Maybe then he would've found the right words to use. She would feel loved and once they grew up and had stable jobs they would be able to live together and start a family of their own. If only they could live forever.

Tsukishima was never good with expressing his feelings and yet Y/N had never felt more loved by a person in her entire life.

(__________________________________________)

At times Y/N would express how much she wanted to be able to see the moon from her room. She knew that wouldn't happen though so she simply stopped asking about it. There was no need for pointless wants. However Kei, picked up on how she would gradually ask less and less about it, something that he found alarming.

He thought about asking her, or maybe he could ask the hospital staff to move her to a room with a better view but ended up opting not to since they'd brush him off for causing that much inconvenience over a dying girl.

It was 11PM on a friday that he noticed something different about Y/N.

She had been much more talkative that day. She spoke about anything and everything as she flailed her thin hands around, complaining about how the IV stuck on her arm couldn't let her express herself to the fullest. He chuckled at her dramatic demeanor and slightly scolded her as she joked that she should just rip them off for being useless and sabotaging her.

In his eyes it was her way of saying that she was getting better. Maybe the treatments had finally start to work. Maybe his Y/N was coming back and he wished that soon he'd be able to take her out to the cute cafe that opened near Karasuno and just maybe... He would've been able to sneak a kiss

At 11PM she grew tired, drained from the day of non stop talking and joking around with Tsukishima. When the doctors let him take her for a walk in a wheelchair after a while she even felt like it was the best day of her life. Her eyes felt droopy as she watched Tsukishima shut the blinds from her spot on the bed.

"The moon looks beautiful tonight, Kei, don't you think?"

"Hm? But you didn't get to see the moon tonight, idiot" He nervously chuckled,slightly confused over what she actually meant.

"Well I always think the moon is beautiful, Kei"

And as her eyes closed that night, she dreamt of the moon. But the moon had blonde hair and square glasses. The moon now loved playing volleyball and the moon loved Y/N Y/L/N.

And Tsukishima Kei knew that if he had a chance to go to the moon, he'd go with Y/N.

The end.

[pavo-ocxllus]

❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. ❞

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡… haikyuu!! but make it enemies to lovers. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠… haikyuu!! boys x gn!reader (unfortunately, i was on vacation while writing this, so most likely not everybody was here since i had to write in html format and got hella confused) 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠… pining, fluff, angst, strictly enemies-to-lovers, mass headcanons 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬… angst, pining, possibly one-sided love or one-sided rivalry. 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭… i swear if i see this quote once more i’m gonna cry (not before finally watching bridgerton tho)  fun fact: the 4th headcanon was actually based off of a real life grudge i had in middle school track (no, i did not end up liking them)

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — you didn’t want to do it, and they certainly didn’t want to do it. however, in a world that acts like not having a romantic relationship at a certain amount of time is downright horrible, social pressures from everyone to your parents, friends, and literally strangers on the street inevitably led the two of you together. it was, apparently, out of pure convenience; all of your other friends were busy, and now here were the both of you, hand in hand, in a bustling party, where they had no clue who most of the people were. this situation unfortunately also made it where they were “forced” to hang out with you... well, now that you thought about it more, “forced” is a rather generous word, given how they either are a little bit too affectionate, even for a supposedly fake relationship, or how he might adamantly deny he was when you point it out. 

↳ SUNA, KAGEYAMA, yaku, kyotani, sakunami-ish, GOSHIKI, SAKUSA, semi, kuroo.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 ❞ 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — mutual hatred spread like an invasive species in the both of you ever since the two of you met each other as children; perhaps it was just fate that you two practically loathed every square inch of each other. of course, the hatred seemed to do nothing but strengthen as the two of you grown older, as seen by the way he walks you home since he’s practically the only one the school who knows and is near where you live, the way he splits his lunch with you when you forget yours, and most notably, the longing gaze he gives you across the room when he sees you all happy and smiliey with someone who wasn’t him, and of course, when he seems genuinely cheerful when he's around you. he’s definitely doing this because he hates you.

↳ kawanishi, DAISHOU, kai, WATARI, GOSHIKI, matsunhyakuzawa, kinoshita, HINATA, nakashima, ARAN, yamagata, watari-ish, LEV-ish, inuoka, iwaizumi

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — to say you were flat-out stoked when you got the job was definitely an understatement... and everything seemed practically perfect; the salary, the hours, the conditions. it just seemed as if everything was going in your favor! however, as one of your co-workers were showing you around the workplace, your eyes weren’t looking at the direction they were supposed to and spotted a rather familiar young man. maybe your eyes were tricking you... maybe he was just eerily familiar, but it couldn’t possibly be him! before you started eternally racking your brain for possible excuses for why he out of all people was here, your fellow coworker interrupts your thoughts, causing you to rush over to them, embarrassed, but now without the weird feeling of eyes on you. even with such a subtle interaction, the coworker leading you around the workplace couldn’t help but feel as though they’re going to be in a world of hurt tommorrow.

↳ TSUKKI, ennoshita, ukai, KUGIRI, yamamoto, TANAKA, NOYA, suna, makki

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — is there one, single, thing that this guy cannot do better than you? honestly, it just seems like he’s good at everything; from athletics to academics, and maybe even throw in art there too. it’s frustrating; maybe it’s just you, but either they verbally say it or not, he just seem to be mocking you with his aura alone. insecurity aside, you couldn’t help but feel the burning need to not only succeed, but at the very least, beat him, and it’s the very same for him. (plot twist: he really was trying to show off, but this mess happened instead).

↳ kenma-ish, KAMASAKI, ATSUMU, osamu, kuroo, TSUKKI (insufferable), suga, kita (he’s way too damn perfect), kindaichi-ish, kunimi (insufferable 2 electric boogaloo), NUMAI, GAO, oikawa, iwaizumi-ish, AKAASHI.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — the thing about this relationship was that unlike the others, this particular one didn’t have any history of bad blood between you and him. however, similar to most of them, the tense atmosphere always came when the two of you were in the same room together. unfortunately, it seemed as though both of your guardians had agreed  that it was romantic tension, causing the two of you to be married on the next day. the night before the ceremony, the bed sheets were... cold... almost, even when the both of you were more than aware you were sharing the same bed. it’s less casual teasing and more distant than anything. this “relationship” wasn’t going anywhere, everybody and their mothers know it. regardless, with absolutely no effort on both of your parts to get to know your spouse better, there's simply no hope.

↳ YAMAGUCHI, washio,  ASAHI, MONIWA, udai, ikejiri, daichi, AONE, teshiro.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝

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Scott Pilgrim

Scott Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Gideon Graves, Matthew Patel, Wallace Wells, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Todd Ingram

Supernatural

Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester

The Amazing Digital Circus

Jax, Caine, Kinger

Dungeon Meshi

Laios, Chilchuck, Senshi

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⇢ ˗ˏˋthe summer sun's reflection off of the rusted train tracks, for @antihajime 's 1k summer event.࿐ྂ

➵c/w: sfw, slight angst, break ups, single parenthood, transmasc reader, mentions of struggles of life, found family. ➵word count: 2.4K ➵pairings: S.Hinata x reader. T. Yamaguchi x Kei Tsukishima, Keishen x Unnamed male character. ➵SYNOPSIS: A reflective piece about your early life till now centering the field near the tracks. Between you're daughters other parent and how you have handled being a single father while transitioning.

There was a field beside the local train tracts where you liked to spend your free days, the area was green but not overgrown and the sun always showed into the grotto at the most perfect angles. it was secluded and unknown enough that you felt unthreatened by the possibility of strangers finding their way to the oasis but also close enough to the outside world that you knew if you need assistance it wasn't too far to reach. You've been coming to this field since you were young, it was a secret you and your high school friends kept between each other.

Now you and your small family were the only ones to return to it. Just like today.

It was a sunny June afternoon, it was the perfect conditions for a day in your little slice of heaven. It wasn't too hot nor was the sun beating down on you, the slow breeze kept you cool and brought the fresh smell of nearby flowers to your senses. You sat happily on a plaid picnic blanket with your shoes kicked off, your gaze was trained on the little ginger-haired girl playing with two blonde boys and a meeker freckled girl. They were playing tag, running around the open area, and did not care about anything except avoiding each other.

You glance over to your boss and previous club director, Keishen Ukai, and his husband to see them giggling at each other while attempting to feed each other, unsuccessfully you might add. You shook your head with a smirk, they were always adorable together but sometimes you couldn't help the pang in your chest. Jealousy? You couldn’t be certain. But that feeling could never overwhelm the adoration you had for Keishen and his lover, two of the people who lifted you up when you most needed it.

"Kei would have enjoyed this," the green-haired man beside you said out loud to no one in particular. He was wearing baggy cargo pants and a tight evergreen-colored cropped top with white stitching visible on the seams and some white symbol on the center of the chest, a tan bandana held back half of his head like a veil- showing off his dangly skull earrings. He radiated nothing but joy and warmth from wear he was propped on his elbows.

"Yeah," you sighed, looking over to your close friend Tadashi, giving him a soft smile and gentle nudge with your body, "Thought he was supposed to come back home for a while- the Sendai frogs never seem to spare him lately."

The freckled man chuckled and nodded in agreement, "True but, it's his own fault this time around. His dumbass missed the train or something. His text was kind of cryptic, I think he was ashamed or something."

You belly laughed at that, shocked at the very notion of the man beside you’s husband being late, "You're telling me the punctual Kei Tsukishima missed something? I don't know if I should be proud or disappointed!"

"Right?! Thank you, that's what I thought!" Tadashi took a sip of his drink, berry hard seltzer you think it is. You could hear the heavy rings on his fingers clank against the tin of the tall skinny can. A more serious tone took over his usual features like a disheartening thought had possessed his mind. He took the moment of silence to ask, "How are you doing? Coping alright? Today’s the sixth year-”

"I'm fine, I think," You responded automatically, as you did whenever someone even hinted towards what Tadashi was hinting upon. You twisted your body away from him, faking like you were looking for something when in reality you were cringing at the thought of Him and trying not to cry. Once you knew you were calm you checked on the tanned ginger girl whose eyes were replicas of yours, she was laughing and chasing the gangly older girl belonging to the man beside you. The sight pulled a repressed memory back to your thoughts…

The sky was turning orange but you had still agreed to meet him here, at your spot beside the train tracks. To much of your surprise, the ginger man was already there waiting for you, pacing a path on the base of the small hill. As you inched closer, he stilled- you could see the uncertainty and sadness in his dark brown eyes.

You didn't even get a chance to say hello to your long-time boyfriend before he spilled out what was haunting him, "I'm going to Brazil."

At first, you were dumbstruck by his confession. Never before had he even hinted at such drastic action, sure you knew he wished to continue on with volleyball but by your previous conversations about your future you had thought that meant he was going to college with you and playing there before going into the big leagues or something of that sort. Definitely not moving to a far away country.

"Wh-what-" You whispered grabbing out to him, dropping your hand as you watched him step away.

"I am moving to Brazil," he reiterated, fingers tapping on his other arm from how he crossed his arms. Your jaw literally dropped at his statement, just a little but enough so your mouth was open but no sounds escaped. "it's kind of a,, a last-minute decision. My best chance to be the best volleyball player I can be is to go to Brazil and train as a beach volleyball player and-"

He would keep talking if you didn't interrupt him, something you had learned over the almost 3 years you have dated and the entirety of your lives being close friends, "Ok, Shou. It's ok, if it is something you want to do then do it-"

"-I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lied about going to college to improve my game, at one point I thought I could but in all honesty, I never thought it would really help me-"

"Shoyo! It's alright, you don't have to explain to me. I love you and that's why I support you in whatever you need to do. We can make long-distance work, people do it all the time-"

"(y/n), I love you to-and that's why I know we shouldn't, We shouldn't stay together. Not while I'm so far away, we're so far away from each other. I'll just hold you back baby, I'll be so busy with volleyball, and you-"

"Oh," who knew two simple letters could sound so shattered, could provoke such a mixed reaction from the normally bubbly man standing all too far from you for such a tender conversation.

He had caved more into himself, wide eyes shimmering with tears as he took a step closer only for you to step back, "Angel, I didn't mean it like that-"

"No, No! Hinata I get it, I'm not going to be the one to hold you back- Volleyball has always been your number one priority and I promised myself I'd never stand in the way of you and what you love, and that is taking you to Brazil where you need to focus on the sport," Your arms wrapped around yourself and his lowered to his side. There was a moment where everything seemed to be frozen except for your aching heart which pounded in your flushed ears.

“This should have gone different,” He whispered. “I didn’t want this to hurt this much, for either of us.”

“It’s ok Sho,” You sigh, it wasn’t ok and deep down he knew that but you didn’t wish to say what you really thought and felt. If you did you would say ‘How dare you Shoyo Hinata, how dare you hurt me this bad. I feel like I barely can function right now. How dare you not actually come and talk to me, not make this a discussion, and instead you made a decision for the both of us. You forced me into a corner of pain and suffering.’

Instead of spewing all that you simply said, “Goodbye Shoyo Hinata, I wish you nothing but success and happiness. I love you now and always and that’s why I’m not going to fight you on this choice you’ve made for us, but that’s also why I never want to see you again. Goodbye.” You spun on your heel and speed-walked into the woods back towards where you came, tears surging from your eyes to the forest floor. You couldn't focus enough to know if your now ex-boyfriend had called out to you or tried to follow you- what you do know is that is the last time you had seen or heard from the man.

Your sweet little girl had run up to you while you reminisced internally and sat on your lap with a poof of force, "dadas, cans I haves a juicy?" 

"Of course, anything for my Hotaru." You responded, Tadashi getting a juice box out of the cooler which was hidden behind him before your consent. He handed it to his god daughter with a smile and wink after he stabbed the straw in, earning a giggle from the fiery little girl.

"Dank you dadas, dank you unki Tada!" Like that, she sipped from the drink almost rushing to finish in order to go back to playing. She has always been eager and active, despite not knowing her other father she’s been becoming more and more like him by the day. She’s a bright sun, but sometimes you couldn’t help the melancholy feeling you got when you looked at her- not that you ever let her see that feeling as it wasn’t her fault he was gone, but you still hate yourself for feeling like that.

You grinned a comically large smile and kissed her temple with theatrics, "Such a good girl." The ginger wiggled her head in joy and squinted, slurping the rest of the juice mix and running off with a curt, “Luv yous!!”

"Hotaru is so well behaved, you've done so well with her," Tada praised as he bumped his shoulder with yours. A look in his wide amber eyes was all-knowing, he knew you well enough to know the thoughts seeing your daughter sometimes brought up.

"I've had some good help so far," You grinned back at him. It’s true, without the small clique that was gathered in the woods with you this day you could not have done it. Between becoming a single parent with no real ties to your family or the other parent, and struggling to come to terms with your identity as a transmasc person- all while being fresh out of high school with no job prospects nor the ability to further your education like you had planned.

You definitely can consider yourself lucky that the Ukai’s took you under their wing, giving you a job and helping you find a good apartment that they made sure you could afford. Also Tadashi and Kei, who were going through a similar thing- becoming teen dads of their sweet daughter Nana. While Tadashi never told anyone in school, he had transitioned to male young with the support of his loving family and at the time loyal friend Kei Tsukishima. The green-haired man became a very helpful crutch alongside his now-husband, the three of you learned to be new parents together with the aid of the Ukais and the men's supportive families. Tadashi helped you navigate the turbulent waters of your transition; between the medical side of things, treading the social waves, and the storm of your emotions- he was the biggest support you could ask for.

As the day went on, there was nothing but giggles and joy in the air both from the enthusiastic children running around playing various games and also the four adults spread about on blankets enjoying the peace and comfort days like this brings. It’s not often that all of you get calm moments in your days, between the day-to-day of your jobs and being parents to swiftly aging parents all of you were nothing far from stressed normally. But days like this reminded all of you that life was so much fun and didn’t always have to be high maintenance. Even as it wownd down and the sun was leaving the sky, signaling it was time to pack up. Everyone was filled with joy and serenity. As the pick-up began, everyone collectively agreed to go get McDonald's together and then head home (the kids stopped groaning at the mention of fast food). It was the perfect conclusion to an overall peaceful day… That was until you saw from across the field a tall blonde you knew to be Kei Tsukishima tailed by your ex-boyfriend you hadn’t seen or spoken to in 6 years Shoyo Hinata. Sure, you would be overjoyed if it was only the beanpole of a history scholar you now call a neighbor when he was able to be in town- but it wasn’t just him. Shoyo looked so much older and matured in the best way possible, his skin was sunkissed and you knew if you got closer you would see freckles and beauty marks scattered across his once unblemished skin, he was much buffer looking now but also taller which you knew he must be secretly happy about. Everything about seeing his handsome face from afar made you want to scream, cry, and just shut down. You never wanted to see him again, and that had kept you going. Of course, a little bit of you was still happy about seeing him, what it could mean- but it was all too much to process so you simply shut down. That is until you watch Hotaru see her uncle from where she stood atop a cooler near Keishen’s blanket, she yelled out and dragged her best friend behind her towards her father. Hinata’s eyes went wide at the sight, and Tsuki gave him a knowing look before opening his arms wide to catch the girls.

You wanted nothing more than to run and hide your daughter, how could you explain to her that she had a father that didn’t even know she existed. Who left her dad to go play volleyball across the world and couldn’t deal with a long-distance relationship, who didn’t love her mom enough to make it work or even give them a chance to have a conversation about it. Most of all how do you tell Shoyo you weren’t the same girl you were six years ago, hell you weren’t a girl anymore- you’re a whole new man.

[kozubaby]

Date Night

Keishin Ukai x Reader

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“Wait, but don’t you have practice with the kids tonight?” You asked as Ukai pulled you along to his car.

“Eh, Takeda can handle it just this once. Come on, let me take you out. It’s been too long.”

You nodded and smiled softly at him before sliding in and putting your seatbelt on. He jogged over to the driver’s side after closing the door for you and climbed in. After turning the car on, he let the top down and pulled on a pair of sunglasses. 

“Shall we, sweet thing?” 

He drove you into the city where you grabbed some delicious street food and ate in the car, watching the sun go down from a prime spot in an empty parking lot. You hadn’t allowed yourself to admit it until now, but you really missed him. He spent so much time coaching those amazing kids, and they were thriving with his help, but that meant lots of evenings and weekends alone at home. It was worth it, though. You’d never seen Ukai so motivated or generally fulfilled.

“Sweet thing, you’re staring at me.” Ukai smirked, pointing it out in that gravelly tone from years of smoking you’d only recently convinced him to stop doing. Of course you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of admitting your blatant staring, so you rolled your eyes, sucking your teeth and turned away. He could see the playful color in your gestures, though and wasn’t even remotely offended.

“You know I love a headstrong woman, sweet thing, don’t tempt me.” He leaned over and kissed your cheek, lingering close to your ear. “I can always pull the top back up, and we can handle business in the backseat.” The way you gasped and covered your mouth was damn near embarrassing, but a series of flashing lights served as a much needed distraction as cars started to pull into the parking lot. You could hear music blaring from sound systems and people whooping and hollering excitedly.

“Babe, what is this parking lot for?” You wondered aloud as more and more people parked and started climbing out of their cars.

“Ah that would be the second half of our date. Come on, let’s get in early and find a spot.” He reached into the back seat and grabbed a duffle bag before hopping out of the car. You hurriedly followed him, hearing the alarm beep behind you and merging with the rest of the forming crowd. 

Once close enough, you could hear music bumping loudly from inside, mid-2000s hip hop you hadn’t heard in ages. The neon flashing lights and chaotic-patterned carpet were what really gave it away for you.

“A roller rink? Keishin, I haven’t been in a pair of skates in years.” You explained as the nostalgia of your young adult years flooded your brain.

“I know. I saw those pictures of you from a decade ago and thought I had to see you in action.” He paid and led you past the skate-rental desk to a carpeted bench just like the ones at your old rink.

“Hey, don’t we need skates?”

“Gotcha covered, sweet thing.” He dropped the dufflebag to the floor and unzipped it, pulling out two large shoe boxes and handing one to you. “Hope they’re the right size.”

You scrambled to open your box as excitement took over your senses, and inside, you found a pair of custom skates, black and hand-painted with sunflowers, just like the pair you’d worn all those years again.

“...Kei…” You didn’t know what to say as you ran for fingers over the details. Ukai only smirked at you and pulled his own skates on before bending down to help you into yours, tying the laces around the back like you used to do to stop them from catching in the wheels. 

“Ready?” He stood, reaching a hand out to you.

“Wait, I haven’t skated in so long I-”

“It’s like riding a bike, baby. You never really forget. Anyways, I’ll keep you on your feet.” Ukai could be so damn smooth, and he knew what that did to you. You rolled your eyes as you took his hands, and immediately he started skating backwards, pulling you onto the polished, lacquered wood of the rink where other patrons were already speeding by.

And he didn’t let you falter once as you got reacquainted to the skates and the flow. At some point, he let go of you and skated circles around you, playful but also making sure that you were completely steady until you were completely comfortable. You turned to skate backwards, and he complimented your skills, although you were definitely more impressed with his.

When the music changed and the DJ announced adult couples only for the next few minutes, you recognized the old RnB song, even remembering the choreography the old couples at the rink used to do. Ukai approached you, taking your hand and spinning you around until your back was to his chest. 

“I know you know the choreo, sweet thing, so show me whatchu got.” He spoke low and rich in your ear before swaying back and forth, signaling the start of the sequence. He matched your every move, sliding his hand along your stomach or tapping your hip as you glided around the rink so effortlessly, skates in sync and never clashing, bodies feeling the beat of the music and the heat of each other. You spun and broke apart for a footwork section and came back together toe-to-toe before the sequence started over until the DJ announced ‘free skate’ was back on.

You skated together until the last song, Keishin whispering sweet nothings in your ear and making you feel like the only ones on the rink, until finally it was time to pack up and go home. You carefully placed your skates back in the box and then in the duffle for Ukai to carry out.

“Did you have fun, sweet thing?” He asked, grabbing your swinging hand as you made it across the parking lot and to his convertible. 

“Yeah, that was amazing. I didn’t realize how much I missed it.” You climbed into the passenger seat and settled in for the ride home.

“Good, because you and I have a standing date every other week at the rink. No matter what, I’m making time for us from now on.” He leaned over to kiss you lovingly before giving you a dazzling smile, starting the car.

[honeysunai]

Nemesis| Keishin Ukai x reader

Part three - The Aftermath

Pairing : Keishin Ukai x reader

General rating : 18+, Explicit

Word count : 3k

Summary:  The new employee of the Yue store across the street from the Sakanoshita market is also the new Assistant coach of Nekoma’s Volleyball team and the nemesis of Karasuno’s coach.

A headache is what wakes you up and the emptiness of your stomach is what makes you sick. The sunlight beams through Takashi’s curtains which makes you cover your eyes with your forearm until your eyes adapt itself to the light. You catch a glimpse of the floor and notice an empty bucket and a water bottle beside it. Dehydration isn’t helping your case. You grab the water bottle and drink the cold liquid. This was taken out of the fridge an hour ago at most. 

You look under the cover to see your underwear and the teal shirt you’re wearing. Takashi, that pervert! You probably threw up everywhere, so you’re a little thankful. Takashi is still a gentleman because he, at least, gave you a pillow and a warm blanket to sleep with on his couch. 

“What happened last night?” You questioned yourself as you tried to put pieces together. Something doesn’t feel right. You take a quick look at yourself and around to slowly realize that this isn’t Takashi’s type of clothes, or his couch, or his apartment either. Where are you? “Fuck...” You breathe as you start to panic. You quickly stand up really to gracefully do the walk of shame out of this person’s apartment. 

“Morning sunshine.” A raspy voice is heard from behind. Your head spins around to meet eyes with none other than Keishin Ukai himself leaning against the door frame in only a grey sweatpant. You quickly take a good look at his messy hair and his toned body. “Stop undressing me with your eyes, Nekomata.” He chuckles slowly making his way to his kitchen. Your face starts to burn up as you clearly remember dancing with him last night. The only part you wish you could forget.

“Did we do… anything?” You carefully ask. He stops in front of his cabinet and shortly laughs.

“Get your head out of the gutter, I would never do something without your consent, dummy.” He picks two coffee mugs out of a cabinet. 

“Even in the mornings you don’t take a break.” You grab the bottom of the shirt and tug it down so it can at least cover your ass. Keishin is a tall man, but this shirt is barely covering your bottom.

“Breaks are for sore losers, loser-chan.” He continues. “I’m going to need my shirt back before you go.” He points at the teal shirt you’re wearing and you blush even more. “It’s my practice shirt and I need it for tomorrow.” You finally notice the faint smell of cologne and sweat, which to your surprise isn’t grossing you out. 

“What happened last night?” You sit across from him at the counter. “I hope I wasn't a burden.”

“Oh! You were a handful.” He laughs and you bury your head in your hands. “You puked on my shirt at the club and then on your outfit on your way to my apartment” He smiles, pouring fresh coffee in two cups. “I’m not a total asshole you know. I couldn’t leave you unconscious on the bathroom floor.” 

“The bathroom f- you followed me to the bathroom?” You ask in complete shock. You passed out and he was in the ladies bathroom, what a pervert. 

“It’s not what it sounds like!” He seems tense. “You weren’t safe. A guy followed after you and it wasn’t Takashi. I didn’t take a chance to leave him with you wondering what he would do to you.” He says disappointed, not in him or you, but in the guy who could’ve assaulted you. “We’re maybe not friends, but I couldn’t let a poor innocent weak girl get taken advantage of.” He makes a light joke to diffuse the tension. 

“What a gentleman.” You roll your eyes. “Thank you.” You softly smile. Was what he said true? Why would he lie about something so horrible? He’s an arrogant son of a bitch, but he wouldn’t invent something like this to his worst enemy, which happened to be you. What if Kei hadn’t come in time to help you? You could only imagine the worst and it made you shudder. What a terrible thing to think about. You owe him for the rest of your life, no matter the conditions, for what he did. 

"Frowning makes you look like a hag. Here.” He says handing you one of the two coffee cups he made. You look at him suspicious of what his intentions are. “Don’t worry I didn’t poison it.” 

“Thanks.” You smile before you take a sip. The hot beverage feels so nice as it slides in your system. You were a little bit in shock. You didn’t remember any of that. After dancing with Ukai it’s all blurry. 

“I get a “thanks” from you? I’m flattered.” He’s getting too cocky for you, but you’re glad he helped you.

“You did save my ass.” You smile. “I’d rather be at your house on your couch with your smelly shirt than in a stranger's bed naked.”

“My shirt’s not smelly!” 

“It smells like cigarettes.” You laugh. “That doesn’t mean I like you, but thank you Ukai. I can’t imagine what would’ve happened if you would’ve left me alone.” You really were in danger at the club. The thought of what could’ve happened plays in your mind and makes you sick. You hate Ukai, but you really did owe him one.

“Me either.” He mumbles before taking a long sip of his own cup. “You owe me one loser. I’m your knight in shining armor after all, your superhero.” He smiles and you roll your eyes immediately regretting what you just said. “I know you’re in love with me, loser, but you’re welcome y/n.” You roll your eyes and laugh. 

“You’re the one talking.” You look him up and down. “Wanna be Clark Kent.” You chuckle.

“I’m more of a Batman.” He laughs. “The hero in the shadows.” He tries his best to imitate the deep voice of Bruce Wayne, but fails miserably. 

“You literally have blond hair and you wear a flashy orange hoodie… You’re not even close to being Batman, you’re Joker at best.” He nods and admits that you are right. 

You notice something lighter about yourself, your mood maybe? Nope. It’s not your mood.

“Did you steal my bra Ukai?” You ask him out of nowhere and he laughs.

“About that…”He answers between his own laughter, “I wanted to give you privacy so you can change, but as soon as I closed my door, you undressed yourself in the middle of the hall.” You put your hand over your mouth in shock. You do remember this. Vaguely, but you still do. “It was like you owned my place. I tried to push you in the bathroom, because it was getting embarrassing, but you took your bra off and threw it at my face.”

“Please tell me it ends there.” You mumble to yourself. The second hand embarrassment.

“I grabbed the first thing I saw and threw it back at you, which was the shirt you’re wearing. Afterwards you-” He stops in the middle of his sentence and deeply looks at your expression. His lips slowly curve into a mischievous smile. “You know what? This part is too juicy to share with you. I’d rather torture you with this information.”

“You can’t stop now, you have to tell me. What the hell did I do?” You ask in complete  disbelief. 

“I guess I have something to bargain for, what can you give me for information?” He leans over the counter and places his head on the back of his head watching you intensely.

“I can cook you breakfast?” You propose happily. 

“I’ve tasted your cuisine and I’m not a fan.” He almost gags at the idea. “A child could do better.”

“Just because it’s not from Japan, doesn’t mean it’s not good.” You are offended. You knew he was a picky eater, but it does hurt your feelings hearing it again.

“Either you cooked something wrong or it was plain disgusting.” He snorts.

“You liked the Mexican buffet I made for you!” 

“That literally was the only thing that was edible.” He rolls his eyes.

“I get why I couldn’t stand you. You didn’t appreciate things enough.” You are really pissed off now. It makes more sense. Everything you used to do for him was not appreciated.

“Now you’re just being mean, y/n.” He snaps. “By your lack of leverage and your anger, I guess I have the upper hand in this situation.” His smirks slowly grow back on his lips.

“What do you want me to do, to give you or to say Ukai?” You sigh.

“Thank you for letting me choose. Let me think about it...” I placed his fist on his chin mimicking “The Thinker”. “Say: “Please Keishin you are the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, it would be my honor to be with you,” He has to be kidding, right? “You are the best player in the nation and the best coach, I’m so utterly in love with you and your amazing personality-”

“Are you done?” You snort, crossing your arms over your chest in disapproval.

“Too much, uh?” You roll your eyes. “Okay fine! Just say : “Keishin Senpai, you are the best player and coach this Nation ever had.”

“You know I won’t, especially with the ''Senpai”.''

“That’s why it’s a good deal.” He takes a sip of his coffee. “Think about it. It’s going to eat you alive. Not knowing what you said and… did to me.” He winks and you almost want to gag. “It’s a win-win situation, you get information and I get sweet words from you.” 

“I hate you with passion, Ukai.”

“Don’t you already, kitten?” He looks you up and down and your cheeks are burning with anger. This man, you swore to god. If annoyance was a person, it would look like a tall, fake blond man-child.

A vibration sound is heard and you look back at the coffee table where your phone was. You can see the horrible photo you took with Takashi when you were in high school. Both of you skipped class and went up the mountains to photograph nature. This selfie is a fun and heartwarming memory.

Honestly after the messy night and this odd morning, you completely forgot about your friend. He probably thinks that you’re in a ditch somewhere dead. You rush to your phone not caring if the shirt was covering your panties and answer his call.

“Takashi! Hi!” You breathe as you press the green button.

“I hope that blonde himbo didn’t touch you or I swear to god I will kill him with my own hands.” He grunts.

“The blonde himbo, you mean Kei?” You ask and you hear the man in question snort. “No. I’m okay. How do you know I am with him?”

“He texted me last night.” He breathes. “I know he wouldn’t dare to touch a girl when she’s unconscious, but he’s the one you despise the most in the world, there has to be a reason for that.” He is right, there is a reason why you hate him. You will always hate him, no matter how nice he has become. “I’m sorry y/n… I- I should’ve stayed, I shouldn’t let you leave my sight. If that wasn’t for me you would be in your bed and not his.”

“It’s okay Takashi.” You softly smile. “It wasn’t your fault. I made a mistake yesterday and I am a shitty friend for bailing on you. I’m sorry.” You feel like a terrible friend. “Besides, he’s been a real gentleman so far, he hasn’t struck all of my nerves, yet.” You look back at Kei who’s smiling at your comment. Of course he was going to get on all of your nerves after this call. “I’ll text you when I get home, do you want to go out for coffee?” He accepts your offer and you both hang up. You turn your attention back to Keishin and awkwardly smile. “Since I will never get this information, I have no business being here. So, good day and see you at camp!” You make your way to the doorway and he chuckles.

“We work the night shifts, Nekomata.”

“I will be ignoring you from now on until you tell me what I did last night.” You are grabbing your heels from last night ready to bail on him.

“Don’t you want to stay for breakfast?” He asks. “Your clothes are still in the dryer.” 

“I’ll take my chances.”

“You’d rather do the walk of shame in my t-shirt and underwear rather than eating breakfast with me?” He tilts his head to the side, clearly judging you.

“I knew you were smart.” You smile.

“The laundry will be done in like 30 minutes, can’t you wait?” He asks and you take a few seconds before putting back your shoes where they were. What were you going to do anyway? Letting everyone see you in your panties? Miyagi is a big place, but everyone knows each other here. You really don’t want everyone to think that you’re sleeping around, especially with Keishin Ukai.

You walk back to the chair you sat on earlier and wait for the laundry to be done. You agree to have breakfast with your host and pray to god the laundry machine finishes early. You start to recall events from that night and you ruined his night. You danced together, his date caught the two of you and he ran off to save you from god knows who. 

“By the way, since I’m not ignoring you yet, I wanted to apologize for my behavior yesterday. I shouldn’t have messed up your date. It wasn’t mature and nice of me.” You are sincere in your apology. You never apologized to him, ever, but it’s the least you can do.

“Don’t apologize, at least not to me because I got two girls fighting over my attention for a good two seconds.” He smirks. What a child. “It was hot.”

“Feels like High School all over again.” You roll your eyes.

“If you wouldn’t have run away, I would’ve still danced with you.” He smiles. He’s being weirdly nice, too nice, it almost annoys you.

“Yeah?” You ask in an innocent way. You want to have some fun with him, why not push him to the edge. You’ve got time to spare and besides… If he doesn't want to tell you what you did, you’re going to manipulate him a little into telling everything. “I bet you would’ve loved having me and your date in one of the bathroom stalls.”

“What are you playing at?” He frowns. He finishes his omelet first and starts making the second one.

“Nothing.” You shrug. “I’m just saying that if you would’ve taken me somewhere else with her...we could’ve had fun together. Don’t you think?” You stand up and make your way towards Keishin who’s speechless. “I bet you’re imagining right now how that night could’ve gone.” He gulps. “Such a shame.” You smile as you take the omelet he made for himself on the counter and sit back to your place.

“Evil.” He whispers. You know.

“I can play this game longer than you.” You look at his sweatpants noticing his bulge growing. “Tell me what happened and I’ll be on my way.” You know Keishin better than anyone, you know his strength as well as his weaknesses, making you a vicious enemy. 

He turns around hiding his arousal from you and you give yourself a pat on the shoulder. You don’t even have to touch him to make him hard, only sweet sinful words. You still have him wrapped around your pretty little fingers whether he likes it or not. Using his sexual fantasy against him is exciting.

“Why so shy?” You giggle. “It’s not like I haven’t seen you in this state.” His toned back caught your attention, man this man had a nice body. You envy him. You were still in good shape, but you aren’t as muscular as you were five years ago. 

“Now it’s different y/n and you know it.” He snaps.

“Because we’re adults and we despise each other?” You take a sip of your coffee waiting for an answer.

“For starters.” He finishes with his omelet and sits down next to you. “And because I am seeing someone.” You nod. Fair enough. 

“I hope she makes plain and boring food for your picky taste buds.” You laugh. “Dumbass.” You mumble and he chuckles.

“You’re the dumbass.” He scoffs. “By the way, I saw your garbage of a car… If you're ever stuck, take my number.” He smiles politely.

“Buy me dinner first.” You chuckle.

“I made you breakfast.”

“I’ll accept your number only if you tell me what I did last night.” You tease and he rolls his eyes.

“You’re a difficult woman.” He grunts. He knows me better than that.

“You know me, Ukai.” 

“Unfortunately I do.” He snorts. I always made his life difficult, but he wasn’t the easiest person either when we were younger. He always puts his ego and his majesty himself in the way of everything.

After breakfast, you take out your clothes from the dryer and put your pants on. Your shirt still has a spot from where you threw up your guts. You cursed yourself out and promised yourself to never, ever, drink like a monster. 

You grabbed your bra, your shoes and your shirt ready to leave his apartment. The blond man followed you to his doorstep.

“Thanks again for everything.” You say clutching on to your shirt. 

“Another thanks?” He asks all the surprises as he leans against his door frame. “Are you having a fever?” He jokes. 

“Don’t push your luck.” You roll your eyes for the hundredth time this morning. “See you around.” You quickly smile and walk away. 

“Y/n.” He calls and you turn around. He seems hesitant before a sly smirk appears on his lips. “You kissed me last night. Have fun!” He slams his door shut and you are left in the hallway speechless. You rush back to his door and bang on it demanding for answers.

“Wait! Ukai! You can’t just say that and lock me out!” 

“Of course I can. It’s my apartment after all.” He faintly laughs. “You’ll have to text me if you want all the juicy parts.” You want to strangle him with your bare hands. What a monster. You curse him under your breath multiple times as you leave his building. 

“So... He didn’t tell you what happened after you left the club?” Takashi asks again and you shake your head. “Seems sketchy to me.” He shrugged. You put your hair in a ponytail and Takashi furrowed his brows. He brings his finger to your chin and tilts your head lightly. “For fuck sakes Kei.” Takashi tilts your head even more. He seems tense, angry. “He said he didn’t touch you, what a fucking liar.” He was definitely angry that your neck was bruised. What else could it have been? “I’ll kill him with my bare hands. That fucking himbo.”

“No way!” You rush to Takashi’s bathroom to inspect your neck and let out a dry laugh. “That fucking bastard! He is a real man-child!” You curse him over and over again. “I have class tomorrow and volleyball, I don’t want to look like a horny teenager all over again.” You try to rub it out as much as you can. 

“That’s what you’re worried about?” He’s leaning against the door frame. He looks bothered by the fact that you aren’t taking this situation seriously.

“Well I do remember wanting him, well at least the idea I had of him.” Your cheeks are starting to heat up. 

“Nuh uh. We are not going through this awful merry go round again. He is not good for you. He didn’t change for you then, he won’t change for you now.” He snaps and you can’t help but agree with his words, but you don't want a relationship with him or anything at all.

“I’m not asking for changes and I’m definitely not in love with him, Takashi. I guess it was just on the spot and with all that happened last night, I guess I wasn’t thinking straight.” 

“You’re right. You weren’t thinking straight.  Let that be your lesson because it looks like the last time wasn’t enlightening enough.”

“Jeez, you don’t have to be such an ass about it.” You are offended by the way he was talking to you. It was as if you weren’t aware of what you were doing. It frustrates you that he’s acting this way.

“I’m being reasonable.” He softly speaks and you roll your eyes. What’s going on with him all of the sudden?

“No, you're acting like a real dick.” You finally snap. “I already have a dad, I don’t need another one up my ass like you are doing.” You really weren’t in the mood anymore to go get coffee with him especially when he thinks he knows better for you. “May I have his number? I’ll be on my way right after.” He grabs his phone from his pocket and sends it by text. You push past him towards the front door not wanting to stay here any longer.

“y/n…” He catches your forearm, stopping you in your tracks and spins you around. You are forced to face him and you notice that he was ashamed of the way he spoke to you. He feels ashamed for hurting you. “I just don’t want to see that look of defeat on your face again. You lost so much because of him.” He lets go of your arm and you try to avoid his gaze. You take a few seconds before answering him.

“And I put myself back on my own two feet. He won’t ever have me wrapped around his fingers.” You speak confidently. Keishin was slowly wrapping himself around yours without knowing. “Now let me go, I’ll call you later when I’m less angry at you and apologize to you. Good day.”

“Y/N-”

“I said : Good day!” You shake his hand off your arm and leave his apartment.

You tried all day to call and text Ukai. Each time you were left unanswered. You almost know his voicemail by heart. You had time to spare tonight to go over some volleyball tactics you wanted to try with the team, because you have practice tomorrow and some other homework for your class. 

Your phone rings and you expect that it’s Takashi. He left you some space all day, but maybe he wanted to be the first one to apologize for his harsh words. You were ready as well for yours.

“Hey Takashi, I’m sorry for our fight… It wasn’t y-”

“Wrong number loser.” Another voice is heard. He finally called you back. “You and goofball got into a fight?”

“That is none of your business. Speaking of which, you and I have some unfinished ones.” You speak. “I am quite eager to know what you did to me last night. If I should call the cops or not.”

“Pump the brakes, loser and listen up, because I am not about to tell this story twice. First, you were the one to initiate everything that happened last night and secondly I wouldn’t do anything without your consent.” He was slightly offended that you accused him of taking advantage of you while you were intoxicated. 

“I’m listening, number two. What happened?”

Keishin smirks on the other side of the line, patting himself on the shoulder. Oh the embarrassment she will have. He thought.

[chrollohearttags]

After Hours • Keishin Ukai x black fem reader.

word count: 4.3k

kinks and themes: voyeurism, guided masturbation, asmr, choking, cumshot, squirting

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“Another day done and out of the way. Hey, thanks for coming in on such short notice, (y/n). I know you were probably busy but I was slammed and good help is so hard to find nowadays."

"No problem! I wasn't doing much of anything so it's all good."

Keishin Ukai finished counting the last of the till for the night after an extremely long day at the convenient store.

it was always pretty steady but today was busier than usual; one person right after the next and it was finally closing time.

(y/n) had been recently hired as a cashier and it was going good so far.

you were a young college student, just coming up on your 21st birthday and trying to pay tuition and every other expense that came with being an adult so you didn't mind the extra hours.

he'd place the money into a bag and move the single cigarette from behind his ear, into his mouth.

"I'm gonna go make a deposit up the road here and head on home..all the nightly tasks are on the clipboard and once you're done, you're good to go. Just lock up the back door, I'll get the front. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

overlooking the checklist, you'd nod to ensure him that you got it and he headed out the door.

"I got you! See ya' tomorrow."

"See ya! Thanks again, you're awesome."

he'd wave and head out, leaving you to handle the rest.

releasing a breathy sigh, you'd take the clipboard and start walking around the store.

"..well, let's get this out the way."

plugging your AirPods into your earlobes, you'd tuck your phone into your back pocket, and got to work.

—

amidst your stocking and sweeping, you had been listening to some rather risqué sounds.

ASMR audios had become your new obsession as of late and they had helped you through many late night study sessions.

as well as some late night urges due to loneliness.

but that was a discussion for another time.

as you were stocking the last of the sodas into the fridge, the particular sound you were listening to sent chills running through your mind.

intrusive thoughts began to plague your head and you were having a hard time concentrating.

sounds of moans ran rampant through your ear and you nearly collapsed.

it had been quite some time since you had experienced anything remotely sexual or physical.

so needless to say, the urges were growing quite strong.

if only you could make it through the remainder of these tasks, you could get home and handle it.

stocking the last of the drinks and snacks, you'd head back to the stock room to finish up.

your audio was still playing and you weren't any less turned on than you were before you finished.

taking a moment to rest and recuperate, you'd sit down near a set of empty crates, covered by some cushion from the packaging.

it wasn't the greatest seat but in the moment, it was pretty damn comfy.

closing your eyes for just a moment, your mind  would begin to wander...imagining things you had no business thinking about at work.

but you were alone and it was after hours anyways so who cared?

a particular part in the audio plagued your mind and sent tingling between your thighs.

the guy in the audio had a rather deep voice...and the way he was speaking had you ready to do something reckless.

"I just want to see you touch yourself for me, baby.."

you couldn't take it! One hand would fondle your breasts through your shirt and the other would begin undoing your pants.

the more you'd circle your fingertips across your brown nipples, they'd harden and eventually,

you'd lift your shirt and bra up, freeing them.  the cool air of the break room caused them to stiffen even more and you were at peak horniness.

also by this time, your pants had come undone and you'd slowly slide them down your legs until they reached your ankles.

that aching pearl was coated in sticky arousal, begging to be touched..teased..stimulated.

"That pussy looks amazing...spit in that hand and rub it..yeah, just like that."

whether this audio was in your subconscious or you were truly this turned on, it was as if were speaking directly to you..in that moment.

gently, with your eyes still closed, (y/n) would stroke your clit with one hand and pinch your nipples in another.

it felt incredible and it was exactly what you needed to destress from not only a long day but week as well.

the sounds of your own wetness began to mesh in with the sound of male moans; only fueling you.

what you truly, honestly needed was to be fucked into oblivion.

to have a hand around your throat while they fucked you stupid and never break eye contact.

but for right now, your imagination and own hands would have to suffice.

continuing to rub and stroke that aching bud, you'd decide to slide a finger inside, increasing the pleasure that much more.

pumping that digit in and out, you'd finally open your eyes to see just how you looked right now.

your pants crumpled around your ankles, shirt hoisted up near your neck and your legs wide open.

it was ridiculous but you didn't give a fuck. You needed a nut and right now.

closing your eyes again, you'd focus on the audio yet again and this time, it was the sound of full fledged fucking.

adding another finger to the mix, you'd begin rocking back and forth on those digits, making quite a juicy mess on those cushions.

"that's it..take this dick!...take this dick and open up for me.."

you were moaning and whimpering yourself now, the pressure rising inside of you from it all.

"Oh my gosh..fuck.."

thank heavens no one was around or you'd be in trouble.

or so you thought.

meanwhile, in the front of the store, Keishin was struggling to get his keys in the door.

"Goddamnit..I could've sworn I put them in my pocket before I left."

by this time, night had befallen the sky and he was headed home when he realized he was missing one of the deposit slips.

finally, he'd get the door open and head behind the register to search.

the front of the store was already dark so he was searching with his phone light until he stumbled across the singular slip of paper.

"Found you! You son of a bitch...now I can go home—

but something would stop him dead in his tracks when he heard a sound from the back room and notice the lights on.

"what the—"

he thought he was hearing things but didn't want to assume it was what he was thinking.

that's when he'd start scanning through the surveillance cameras and get himself quite the eyeful.

he'd spot you on camera, full on pleasuring yourself.

"..oh shit.." as your boss, he should've been pissed but as a man, he was getting stiff.

he was normally the most laid back, easygoing person there was but he couldn't have his employees masturbating in the store!

however, he didn't want to stop looking...or listening.

taking quiet footsteps towards the door, he'd press an ear to it and hear you getting louder.

"Oh fuck! Right there..I swear I'm gonna fucking cum—"

that made him stand at full attention! he definitely wasn't planning to go home now.

but right before you could climax, the door swung open and so did your mouth and eyes.

"Oh shit! H—hi, boss! I—uh." you were so close to shitting bricks, you didn't know what to do.

you were a dripping mess; disheveled and half naked right in front of the man that gave you this job and you were pretty sure you were about to lose it!

"Uh..hey..(y/n)..what the hell?" he didn't want to look but he didn't want to turn his head away either.

"I'm so so sorry..this is not what it looks like. I apologize—"

"Hey, calm down..it's no need to..I mean, when the urge hits, you gotta handle your business, I get it, but uh..didn't expect you..of all people to do it here."

you were so embarrassed that your cheeks were beginning to burn and your heart thudded through your chest.

"I'm so sorry..I know I'm probably fired but I hope you can forg—

"Wait, who said anything about firing you? I'm not gonna take your job over this! It's not like you were stealing from me..actually, I was hoping..I could watch."

your eyes would damn near bulge from your head. Watch you?!

he was definitely an attractive man! Finer than wine honestly but he was your boss!

picking up your phone, he'd read the title of what was playing and laugh.

"Don't tell me you actually get off on this cheesy shit.."

you'd chuckle and bite your lip. "It's kinda good."

he'd sit down in the steel chair in front of you and spread his own legs.

"I know what you really need..here, take your clothes off and open those legs a little wider."

you'd do exactly that and stay in your position with your legs now slightly behind your head.

"Fuck..your body is so sexy.." he'd growl underneath his breath before continuing.

tugging at his gym shorts, Keishin would pull out his stiff, elongated dick and look directly at you.

that was the direct result of your moaning so he could only imagine how you felt.

"Alright, keep your eyes on me...and listen to my voice. You want a real nut, I'll give you one."

his voice was so raspy and full of confidence; you liked it.

stroking himself as he watched your fingers reside on your flesh, Keishin would release a few grunts.

"keep rubbing that pussy...focus on that fingers gliding over that pretty..little swollen clit."

your face was contorting and you were turned on all over again.

he was only inches from you and he meant it when he said not to take your glare off of him.

the eye contact was so hot and those pretty green eyes of his were looking through you in the worst way.

he was looking as if he wanted to devour you right there..as if he'd fuck you breathless.

"Watch me..stroke this dick..pumping it in and out of my hand..you keep going..I want you to cum along with me."

"Ughhh—fuck...I don't know how much longer I can hold—

leaning forward, he'd shush and coo you, rubbing your cheek gently.

"Shh, just relax. I promise I'm going to make you cum."

lowering his head, he'd spit onto your pink flesh.

"rub it in..rub that spit into your pussy.." this man was going to be a problem, you could tell.

you'd do it and he'd start smiling. "..yeah, just like that..."

now standing in front of you, Keishin would start hovering his dick above your wetness; still jerking off.

this time, he'd hold his hand out and make it spit into his palm, rubbing it onto himself.

"Push those knees up a little bit more..and open your legs a lil' wider.."

following his instructions was followed by him tapping and teasing that leaking head on your clit.

"Listen to that..so fucking wet.."

his voice was raspy; not to mention he was so turned on and aroused by you that he was twitching on his own.

"Please!..stick it in already..I need it.."

that would garner a chuckle from him, seeing you so submissive was pretty hot and he knew what needed to be done.

letting a trail of saliva slide down onto your pussy, he'd tap it against you, making your legs shake.

your desperate pleas were enough for him because in a matter of seconds, he was buried deep.

your eyes would widen, toes curled and your mouth agape.

he was bigger than you expected but you'd take every inch of this dick if it meant you could cum finally.

"Is it okay?..I didn't hurt you, did I? Need me to take some out?"

you'd shake your head and chew fiercely at your bottom lip.

"N-no, it's fine.."

he'd take that as his cue and start to buck his hips forward, slowly.

he'd turn his head and roll it on his shoulders as he felt you adjusting to him.

it had been a long time, so much to the point you practically felt like a virgin; seeing as how you had only done it one time prior to this.

"You're so tight...fuck, (y/n)." he couldn't even maintain his composure.

you felt incredible twitching on his dick like this.

he'd make a couple more thrusts at this slow pace before speeding up a little and that's when you'd start to open up for him.

placing a hand on the crates above your head, Keishin would start to stroke at a more steady pace and you were loving it.

your walls began to open up and that wet flesh coated him in creaminess every time he came out.

"Shit...that's what I'm talking about. So wet..already. So creamy.."

his voice was what was doing it to you but those moans of yours were making him just as crazy.

"Fuck! Right there.."

the items underneath you began rocking and falling but neither of you cared.

all that mattered was the two of you in that moment. and the eye contact made it all the more better.

"You feel so good..this dick is so good, boss.."

still stroking your clit, you'd tell him exactly what you wanted.

"That's what you want? Cause I can go deeper..don't tell me twice."

eventually, the two of you were moving in rhythm and he was reaching the spot that had you going crazy.

your toes were curling as they resided on his shoulders but that was only fueling him further.

you'd grab ahold of his forearm and move that free hand to your throat as things reached a fiery peak.

he was close and you were practically dripping everywhere, it was only a matter of time before you both came.

"Oh..you like to be choked, huh? Well if you like it rough, baby..why didn't you just say so?"

taking that as a hint, he'd begin slamming into you with short, sporadic thrusts before finding a fast pace and pounding your shit.

he'd see that smile on your face and know exactly what to do going forward.

"Yes! Keep pounding my pussy! Oh God, it feels so good!"

"You like that, don't you? You're taking this dick so good..I'm impressed...didn't think you were so sexy..and slutty."

little did he know that you were a freak, you just didn't have anyone in your life to unleash it on.

"You'll find out soon enough."

he felt so good and you wanted more. There was a certain intensity about him that wasn't there before.

Keishin would lift his hoodie up and toss it over his head, along with his t-shirt; revealing those toned abs.

he was sexy as fuck!

"Now I can really fuck the shit outta you!"

you were folded up, face contorted and your body heated up to the max.

the more he slammed into you, the more you begged for until neither of you could take it.

"Oh God, I'm cumming, (y/n)..I'm gonna fucking nut!.."

you were delirious but you knew exactly what you wanted.

"I want it!....cum in me.."

he couldn't wait another second after that.

you'd both find that much awaited climax at the same time.

you'd grasp his back and he'd hover over you, grasping your whole body.

you two fell into a sultry tongue kiss and made out as you came.

you'd both let out loud moans and let juices flow onto one another.

you'd feel that warm liquid fill your insides and thanked the heavens for being on birth control.

but that wasn't the end of your session, not by a long shot.

"Stand up..get on your knees for me."

he wasn't giving you a second to recuperate, just getting straight back into it.

(y/n) did exactly that. Crawling off of the crates with what seemed to be a second wind, you'd get on the floor in a squatted position.

he was breathing heavily, holding his dick in his palm as he stood before you.

grasping the top of your head gently, he'd guide it towards him.

"you said you like it rough, right? Well get me cleaned off and I'll fuck you until you can't stand tomorrow.."

you were more than with that. You were about to grab it but he teased your tongue and lips with it first.

"Careful, beautiful..let me guide it in. Stick that pretty tongue out.."

he was so damn sexy and you had always had a thing for him so this was a dream.

sliding your tongue out, you'd flick it before spitting onto his head.

you'd give him a wink and that'd send him over the edge.

"..come here!" holding you still by the back of your head, he'd stuff your jaws with all of that shaft, making you suck him off.

your mouth was dripping with saliva and droplets of a mixture of juices from you both.

you'd eventually end up taking it down your throat and the gulping sounds made it even better for him.

"fuuuck...you keep this up, I might have to give you a raise."

he was loving the attention you were giving him right now and if he wasn't careful, you'd catch another load down your throat.

"Good job, baby..ugh fuck, you're doing so good at this..I don't think I've ever had it this good.."

sucking him off would soon turn into full fledge facefucking; when he'd pull it out, you'd be gasping and breathing heavily with a string of fluid coming from your lips.

"that's what I'm talking about...you're incredible. That mouth is a monster." You'd feel proud and leave a kiss on his tip.

"I'm glad you like it."

he'd chuckle again, helping you to your feet and back over to the crates.

"Bend over, baby..spread those legs."

when you'd do that, sticking your bottom out, he'd slap your ass and make it shake.

"This ass is so beautiful..the way it jiggles, getting me hard all over again."

Keishin would then fall to his knees, raising your left one by the knee.

once he had you in the ideal position, you'd fill his tongue snaking around your clit and folds.

you didn't know what to do with yourself, this man was going to have you addicted if he didn't stop.

but alas, he was devouring your pussy from the back; sucking, licking and lapping on that flesh.

"Shit...that feels so good!" your eyes were beginning to cross and toes curling up again.

"Well you taste even better..I'm not sorry for the way I'm going to make you cum on my face.."

before you could even react to what he just said, he was going in.

your juices were already coating his mouth.

"B-boss! I'm gonna cum if you don't stop!"

you were shaking, grabbing at anything within your grasp.

"..is that a threat? Cause if so-"

next thing you knew, two curled fingers began pumping themselves in and out of your hole.

"Oh shit!"

"That's it! Give it to me."

this man was going to have you going crazy if he didn't cut this out.

seconds later, without even realizing until your legs began shaking, you'd release a stream of sweet juices.

that squirt had his mouth wide open, and he gladly let you drench his face.

"..that's so fucking sexy. I need you to do it on my cock next."

you had no time to recuperate before he was inside of you with that hand underneath your leg.

he was unhinged, obsessing over every inch of your body.

as he thrusted himself deeper inside, he'd pinch and rub your nipples through his fingertips.

"..take this dick..you're such a good little slut..my best employee I would say."

"you're fucking me so good! I love it, daddy.."

lowering your head and trying to focus on that erection prodding your stomach, you'd let out a series of moans.

he'd grasp you by your hair yet again and lift your head up.

"Daddy, huh? Say that again..let me know how good it really feels.."

that's when he'd spit in your mouth and slide that hand back down to your throat; spitting in your mouth with your head tilted back.

"Fuck! It's so good, daddy..thank you!.."

heavy grunts and sharp breaths were pouring from Keishin but he wasn't slowing down until he got what he wanted.

cooing you with whispers and soft kisses, he'd hover above your lips and beg you to cum once again.

"Cum on me..cum on this fucking dick right now.."

you were struggling to even keep your eyes open because it was so damn good.

truth was, you were already overstimulated so one more orgasm and you were bound to hit the floor.

"Oh God! I'm gonna do it.."

a few rough poundings and circles on your clit later and he'd turn the inside of your thighs to a waterfall yet again.

on instinct, your knees would buckle but he'd hold you until you made a mess on his shaft.

"exactly like that...I'm not done with you yet though. I told you I'd make you cum..but you'll do it until I say so."

turning you around with that hand on your throat, Keishin would return to that chair and set you on top of him.

"climb up here, babe and put those feet on my legs.."

this man was like a machine, catching a wind right after the next just to keep satisfying you.

readjusting you until you say perfectly on him, he'd hold (y/n) by the hips and began thrusting upwards.

"..hope you know you're not getting rid of me now.."

"..as if I was going to let you go anywhere..this pussy is mine."

he'd start kissing and ravaging your neck; making you even wetter than you already were.

you felt as though you couldn't take another second but there was no way you wanted him to stop.

eventually, he'd begin to hammer himself into you and hit his last stride.

the sounds of the juices drove him feral; growls and groans riddling your ear as he pounded that tightness for a few more moments.

"I can't take it!—

"Neither can I..get on your knees, baby!"

tugging you off of him, you'd immediately position yourself right in front of him like he asked.

Keishin began jerking himself off, motioning you to stick out your tongue.

with shut eyes, you'd hear a final loud grunt and feel warm fluid coating your face and tongue.

"Ohhhhh...fuck! I'm cumming!"

he'd splatter that seed across every inch of your features and collapse back into the chair.

when he finally came back to consciousness, he'd look at you still positioned on your knees and smile.

"Wow...you look so cute covered in my cum like that. Damn, (y/n)..you nearly drained me dry."

both of you were still out of breath and spent. you were hot, sticky messes; coated in each other's arousal but it didn't matter.

it was worth it.

he'd reach over and grab a cloth from the desk, allowing you to wipe it off.

"What can I say? You brought it out of me..truth be told, it's been super long since I've done anything like this, honestly you're only my second and I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I'm not a ho or—

before you could even finish talking, he'd kiss you.

"You know you talk too damn much, kid..you think I care about any of that? We're adults and I'm happy you let me do this with you...actually I'm homered..you were incredible and anytime you'd like to, you let me know. I don't mind helping you take care of those urges...besides, you know you can trust me."

you'd never felt so comfortable and safe than you did right now.

your first experience wasn't so great and although, this wasn't the ideal scenario, you were happy.

Here..let's get you dressed so you can get home."

helping you to your feet, he'd help you locate your clothes.

—

once the two of you were dressed and heading home for the evening, he'd make sure you were safe and in your car like he done many nights.

"you let me know when you make it home, and by the way..go ahead and take tomorrow off. I'll get it covered."

you were looking confused.

"but why? I'm okay."

"because you'll be with me..my place at seven. We got a lot of work to do."

you could sense this was the start of something chaotic and beautiful.

[jadequeen88]

young and beautiful

Pairing: Curvy!MILF Reader x Coach Ukai

Word Count: 3.5 K

A/N: This was started months ago as a gift for my sweet, sweet girl @afictionalwhore who deserves all the good things in this world. So, I wrote our dear reader with her in mind. I recommend listening to Lana Del Rey's "Young and Beautiful" while reading the kitchen scene. 🖤

TW: breeding kink, daddy kink, "mama" used as a nickname (but no mommy kink), spanking, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up, people)

Keishin isn’t old… he knows this (even though the little shits he coaches say otherwise). But he’s not exactly… young... either. So, as men of a certain age tend to do, he starts to think about starting a family of his own.

So on the day you come into his store, a tiny boy in tow and wearing a floral sundress, his interest was piqued.

“Ooh! Mama! Can I have one!” A chubby little finger pointed towards the cooler that contained various brightly colored popsicles.

The little boy couldn’t be older than three and you couldn’t have been over 30. You crouched to get to his level and help him pick out a treat causing your dress to cling to your thighs. Keishin made it a point to be respectful and not ogle women, especially customers… but there was something about you that sent off alarm bells in his head ((dick))...

The curve of your hips and the thickness of your ass and thighs made him salivate. Thin fabric pulled against your skin and he had to suppress a groan when he noticed he could see a faint outline of black, lace boy shorts. Once the boy decided on which color popsicle to get, you lifted him to sit on your hip as you continued looking through the shelves to find what you’d originally come in for.

Seeing you with a child propped on the generous curve of your hip was messing with his emotions on a primal level. He was imagining how soft you’d feel under his calloused fingers, how pretty your breathy moans would be when he bent you over his bed, how sweet you’d taste with his face between your thighs…

“Umm, hello?”

((Shit!))

“Oh, uh… sorry, ma’am! Will this be all for you?” He leaped up straight, thankful that his apron did a decent job of hiding the bulge slowly growing in his jeans.

“Looked like you dozed off there for a bit,” you giggled and it sounded as sweet and musical as he imagined it would.

“Heh, well, I’ve been running pretty ragged lately with playoffs coming up and trying to run the store at the same time.” He hoped you bought the lie he’s just fed you because the truth was mortifying.

“Playoffs? You coach and run a store! What sport?”

“Umm, volleyball… right down the road at Kurasano High…”

Your son had pulled the top of your dress down just enough to show off a gorgeous sliver of cleavage while clinging to your hip and he swears he nearly drooled.

“God, please don’t let her catch you staring at her tits, Ukai. Get your shit together.”

“How awesome!” your bright tone snapped him back to reality, “Well, good luck at the playoffs and try to rest. Don’t work yourself too hard,” your nurturing tone and genuine smile were too much for the coach’s poor heart. He took a glance at your hand and noticed there was no ring there.

“Let me take you to dinner,” he blurted out as he handed you your receipt, immediately turning red and regretting opening his idiotic mouth. There’s no way an absolute goddess like you was single… and he’d just made a complete ass of himself.

A look of surprise crossed your features then a small smile crept up the side of your mouth.

“Maybe you’d like to know my name first?”

“Shit,” he remembered the small child and immediately kicked himself for cursing, “Sorry! I mean… yes. Yes, I’d love to know your name.”

“How about I do you one better,” you stuck your free hand out towards him, “gimme your phone and you’ll get my number too.”

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You aren’t old… You know this… but something about having a baby made you feel like you’d passed the point of being seen as dateable. Your piece of shit ex leaving while you were pregnant didn’t help with the negative self-talk you struggled to keep at bay.

But the way he had looked at you… maybe, just maybe… you didn’t have to divorce yourself from the idea of being someone’s object of desire. You applied one last coat of red lipstick and smoothed down the skirt of your black dress. A knock at the door pulled you out of your thoughts.

“Come on baby! Baba’s here,” you gave your boy a bear hug and growled, “I’ll miss you tonight.”

“Miss you too, Mama!” his little cheek nuzzled into yours and you giggled.

Your mom walked in and took his little overnight bag. Your chest clenched as they walked out to the car that was still running. He’d only ever slept away from you a handful of times since he was born, even though your mom begged to let him stay over and give you a break now and then.

As if sensing your apprehension, your mom turned and gave a soft smile, “You deserve this, Onee-chan.”

You weren’t sure why, but her reminding you that your needs outside of being a mother were valid stirred up strong emotions. You nodded in affirmation, eyes tearing up a bit.

With one last little wave, they were off to have a night filled with too many sweets, lots of games, and plenty of snuggles. You weren’t sure what your night had in store but you were sure of one thing… You DID deserve this…

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He showed up in a tight white tee and dark jeans, leaning on the hood of his car, smoke from his cigarette circling his slicked-back blonde tresses.

He looked as if he’d just walked out of a song… not a sickly-sweet one about happy young love, but a moody ballad you swayed to in the kitchen… once the baby was sleeping and you finally had that glass of wine you needed. A song you’d allow yourself to cry to as you longed to be dancing with a lover who didn’t exist…

He met your gaze and a swirl of emotions fought for dominance in your chest…

“Hi,” your voice came out in a sigh.

It’s sinful for one mortal man to look as good as he did when he blew smoke out of his nostrils and cocked the right side of his mouth up in a grin.

“Hi, pretty girl,”

Your heart was doing cartwheels when he walked over to you after putting his cigarette out. As he came within inches of you, you wondered if he could feel the electric pull between your bodies as acutely as you did… It was the same feeling in the atmosphere that occurred before a summer storm, thick and energized.

With one hand in his pocket, he took his other and gently tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “Well I’m a man of my word, so as we agreed,” his fingertips lingered on your neck just long enough to cause you to shiver slightly, “tonight is lady’s choice. Where we goin’ lil mama?”

Heat rushed to your cheeks at the nickname and you bit your bottom lip to stifle the wide grin that threatened to take over your face. You made a big show of trying to decide, face scrunching up in concentration. Keishin looked down at you with the easy patience one develops after years of dealing with teenagers.

“I have an idea,” you sigh, “but it might seem pretty lame.”

“Listen,” a chuckle rumbles in his chest and you would do anything to draw more out of him, “I run a convenience store all day then coach a bunch of idiot teenagers afterward for fun. You’re not talking to someone who gets out much. Leaving my apartment checks out as adventurous at this point.”

You looked up at him adoringly. Even if he was exaggerating a bit, it put you at ease. Trying to date as a single mom was fucking brutal… you were relieved he’d been easygoing from the start.

“Well,” you shifted a little in your heels. “I do have some top-shelf whiskey that I haven’t cracked open yet… and all the ingredients for chicken yakitori that I need to use before they go bad…” you hesitated under his gaze.

“You really wanna cook for me?” Keishin questioned, frozen mid-step.

“Umm,” your nerves were threatening to get the best of you. Was this too weird for a first date? You were so out of practice, you weren’t even sure anymore. “If… that’s not too… weird? For a first date?”

Keishin’s face broke into a stunning smile, “Damn, you have no idea do you?”

Your brows furrowed in confusion and before you could respond, he leaned in closer and grabbed your chin. It was gently tilted upward, eyes connected, sharing breaths…

“You have no idea what you do to me…”

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Angelic was the only descriptor that came to Keishin’s mind as he watched you sway next to him in front of your kitchen sink. Steam rose from the sudsy dishwater causing the little hairs framing your face to curl. He found it harder to focus on drying the dishes when your hip brushed against his. The heat from your body mixed with the whiskey he’d had with dinner was making his head fuzzy and warmth spread slowly through his body.

The song emanating from the small Bluetooth speaker changed and the mood surrounding the two of you changed. He could tell it was a favorite of yours when breathy hums turned into soft singing. You matched the singer’s moody, low tones perfectly and he couldn’t help stopping his drying to watch you. It took you a minute to notice his full attention on you, but when you did, you were embarrassed.

“Oh,” you hang your head down to focus on the dishes, a little chuckle escaping your lips, “Sorry, I normally don’t sing in front of anyone.”

He grabbed you and turned you to face him, his eyes reflecting all the hunger and devotion he’d had when he first saw you walk into his store.

“Please…” his hands ran up and down your arms, “Don’t stop…”

He pulled you into his hold, one hand in his, the other on your lower back. The pair of you twirled to the middle of your tiny kitchen.

“Sing for me, mama,”

As you sang quietly into his ear, you felt the shift between you. Looking back, you’d both agree this was the moment you were too deep to turn back…

“Dear Lord, when I get to heaven

Please let me bring my man”

Keishin sighed and rubbed his cheek against the top of your head. The thumb that was intertwined with yours rubbed back and forth across the slightly damp, soapy skin. You became acutely aware of how large his hands were… his left hand covered almost your entire lower back, the heat from it burning through your dress.

“When he comes tell me that you’ll let him in

Father tell me if you can”

The hand on your lower back pressed into you, drawing your bodies impossibly close. You felt his lips brush the crown of your head and your eyes drifted close...

“All that grace, all that body

All that face, makes me wanna party”

Your voice trembled… emotions you’d buried deep were creeping upward, snaking out of the confines of your heart and threatening to choke you. Keishin could feel it. His own were stirring inside his chest… Without speaking, you both knew. Shared wounds were being soothed by each other.

“He’s my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds”

The chorus started and your voice was swallowed up before you could keep singing, your face caged between large, calloused hands. Although the kiss was desperate, Keishin was still gentle with you, his soft lips pressed into yours reverently. Moaning into the kiss, you tangled your fingers into his hair, removing his headband. He chuckled as you deepened the kiss, but his laugh melted into a delicious moan as you tightened your grip on his hair.

His long, skilled fingers found purchase on your hips, gripping the flesh and kneading it under his palms. A shiver ran up your body imagining how years of volleyball had hardened and strengthened the large hands digging into your flesh. You wanted them on every inch of your skin…

Before you could voice your desire, Keishin had you lifted into his arms. You tightened your legs around his thin waist and felt your clit catch on his rapidly hardening bulge. A growl escaped his lips and the grip he had on your ass hardened. When he bit your lip, an embarrassingly loud moan rose from your chest… When was the last time you’d been held like this? You didn’t want to think about how many years.

Lust-filled eyes met yours, “Bedroom?” he questioned.

“Yes,” you nodded frantically, “Second door on the right.”

You’re not sure how the both of you didn’t topple over with how aggressive you were claiming each other… teeth raking over skin, tongues exploring each other’s mouths, hands gripping any bit of flesh they could find… You fall together among your pillows and rid each other of your clothing.

When you’re left in your black lace lingerie, Keishin pulls himself up to gaze down at your exposed form. He groans and buries his face in your cleavage. Your fingers find their way back to his hair, now down over his forehead, and a giggle passes your lips as he growls like an animal and rakes his teeth over the lace edge of your bra.

“Whatcha doin wearing all this, huh?” His gaze meets yours as he takes one hand and caresses it up and down your hip. When you don’t answer promptly, he gives a harsh pinch to your ass. You let out a squeak and mumble out a hesitant “thought you’d like it” under your breath.

“Tell me,” his eyes darken and two long fingers slip between the skin of your hip and the lace of your panties, “were you lookin’ to get fucked tonight?”

You whimper and avoid his gaze. A strong thigh parts your plush ones and is placed firmly against your core.

“Better start communicatin’ with me, Mama,” he grinds his thigh against your lace-clad cleft and you keen, “or all you’re gettin’ tonight is my thigh to ride until you cry.”

Keishin’s thigh felt so amazing dragging the lace and silk of your lingerie across your throbbing core that you almost didn’t say anything just to chase the release that was fast approaching. He wasn’t letting you get off that easily though.

SLAP

You throw your head back and moan, savoring the burn left on your thigh from his hard palm.

“Come on,” he purred, “I know you aren’t too fucked out to answer me yet.” A harsh suck on your neck right below your ear coupled with feeling his very hard (very long) dick drag along your thigh triggered something primal in your psyche.

You were mortified when a broken, airy “D-daddyyy” escaped from your lips.

Keishin gasped, the air against your spit-slicked skin sending chills all over your sensitive body. You were about to apologize, knowing a lot of guys (your ex included) thought being called “Daddy” was too weird. Before you could utter a syllable, he had your hips gripped in both of his hands and flipped you over. His denim-clad bulge pressed harshly into the plush skin of your ass and his arms slid under yours, lowering himself onto your back. You arched upwards to grind onto him, cursing the layer of clothing separating you.

He growled against your ear, “Daddy huh? Am I your Daddy? Say it,” you felt him lift up enough to unzip his jeans and wiggle them off his hips, “Say it…” he pleaded now, the soft skin of your ass finally meeting the leaking head of his cock.

“Y-you’re,” Keishin snakes one of his rough palms down to your throbbing slit, groaning when he finally feels how soaked you are from his teasing. Your voice escapes, a small, breathy whimper...

“…Daddy.”

“Mmm,” he purrs, quickly working a finger in your tight hole, “What a sweet, sweet girl,” another finger joins the first and with a twist of his wrist, he starts petting that spot you can never quite reach with your own tiny fingers. The more you writhe beneath him, the harder your ass grinds into him. He’s quickly dissolving into a complete mess along with you.

“Turn over, mama,” he lifts up and you obediently roll to your back for him, “Your face is too pretty to be buried in the pillows the first time I fuck ya.”

“H-holy shit,” you squeak. He’s towering over you looking like pure sin incarnate. His hair has been finger-fucked to hell and his tan, lithe body gleams in the low backlighting of your bedroom. Your little exclamation causes a wolfish grin to spread across his face and he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Keep lookin at me like that and I’ll get a big head, sweet thing,” he mutters into your neck, pulling the soaked lace covering your core to the side.

He was in heaven. You were spread beneath him, pliant and eager to be taken. Your hair splayed across the pillows beneath your head and he was reminded for a fleeting moment of a Renaissance painting of a goddess, velvet curves and valleys welcoming him to explore them. You were the soft slopes to his sharp angles. He prayed to any god who would listen that he’d have a lifetime to explore the piece of walking, talking art he had beneath him right then.

All of his teasing and dirty talk had turned you into a panting mess.

“Please,” you gripped any part of him you could reach, “Keishin. Fuck me…”

“Come on, mama,” his leaking tip brushed your entrance, mercilessly teasing you again, “You know that’s not my name right now.”

All embarrassment and hesitation dissipated with him so close to finally fucking you like you’d been dreaming of.

“Daddy! Stop teasing please,” you were nearly in tears.

“Shh, I got you, baby girl.”

Half his length was buried in your tight heat with one well-timed roll of his hips, and you groaned in unison.

“Goddamn,” he panted by your ear, “I dunno if it will fit. You’re so fuckin tiny.” Hearing how fucked out he sounded gave you a rare burst of confidence. You wrapped your thighs around his waist and pulled him into you, savoring the stretch, knowing the pain would soon give way to mind-numbing pleasure.

Keishin shuddered and he bottomed out, meeting your gaze. In a flash, his mouth was devouring yours. It didn’t take long for you to match paces and find a rhythm that was hurtling you both to bliss.

“Cum inside, please,” you begged, clawing into his back. “M’on the pill”

He didn’t have time to unpack why that comment discouraged him the tiniest bit before he was furiously rubbing your clit, determined to send you over the edge before him.

“Gonna have to get rid of ‘em” he grunted as he applied more pressure to your clit and drilled into your cunt with renewed fervor. “Wanna make you a mama again…” he lovingly caressed your lower tummy with his skilled fingers as his thumb kept circling your clit, “Gonna look so pretty when I knock ya up with my brat.”

The thought alone made you clench around his cock, “Y-yes! Please… wanna make you a daddy… please, please,” broken chants and mumbling were all you could manage as you crashed into your release. A couple of more thrusts and he followed, filling you to the brim with his pent-up release.

After coming down from his high and pulling out to lay beside you, Keishin wondered if he’d gone too far with his breeding kink. You curled into his chest, grinning mischievously, biting your bottom lip.

“So,” you scooted up to meet his gaze head-on, “Daddy kink AND a breeding kink, huh?”

He growled and began tickling your sides.

“Watch the attitude, brat,” he pinched your ass and grinned when you squeaked, “Didn’t hear you complaining.”

“Hey,” you were breathless from laughing, “I didn’t say I didn’t have the same ones, okay?!”

Relieved that he didn’t go too far, he reached over to grab the box of baby wipes you kept by your bed and gently started cleaning you up then himself. You were both so exhausted, you agreed to take a proper shower in the morning.

Before drifting off to sleep tangled in each other’s bodies, Keishin murmured into your hair.

“Night, night lil Mama…”

Your heart fluttered as you snuggled in closer to his warmth placing a chaste kiss on his collarbone.

“Night Daddy…”

You felt a low chuckle rumble through his chest and a hand pet your hair. As you drifted to sleep, you knew you wouldn't mind getting used to this. And although you didn’t know it right then, Keishin felt the same way.

[sugawara-sweetheart]

❣︎ukai keishin❣︎

ukai keishin  x afab!reader (but gn language)

warnings: age gap, nipple play, body worship

word count: 0.3k 

@diavohoe​🥺🤲🏼 ukai tit worshiping pretty please im about to bust a nut thank you 🤲��🥺

the dimly-lit room feels so hot when your head falls back against his shoulder, your hips squirming as you sit on his lap. the blankets and the popcorn lie forgotten on the floor, the movie still playing but neither of you and keishin care about that anymore. 

not when he has his lips wrapped around your tit, cheeks hollowed with how hard he’s sucking, brown eyes fixed on yours whilst his fingers play with the other. he loves this, loves watching how your skin becomes wet with sweat, how your pretty mouth falls open with gasps, eyes fluttering shut and body shivering at the sensitivity when he sucks and laps and nibbles at your sensitive nipple, the salty taste of your skin just so addictive. he loves you, his pretty young thing- he doesn’t care that you’re so much younger, so much more inexperienced. he loves feeling you grind on his lip, not on purpose but just because you really can’t sit still, not when he’s playing with you like this. his hand and lips fall away, leaving you whining his name as he grins. 

“so needy.” he teases before his tongue darts out, wet muscle lathing over your other nipple whilst his fingers shove themselves into your mouth. you moan around them, sucking and flicking your tongue over them as he laps at your tit, stubble scratching at your skin, teeth biting on the flesh before he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, fingertips brushing and teasing your pebbled bud as your legs tremble on his lap.

“oh my god-” you’re practically crying, soaked pussy clenching around nothing as keishin laughs around your breast, his eyes meeting yours as you grip his wrists, fingernails piercing crescents into his skin as you can feel how your stomach tightens with the growing pleasure. “oh god- please- make me cum. need to cum- please, so bad.” 

you think you’re crying when keishin releases your tit with a wet pop, grinning as his hand forces your legs open wider, fingers suddenly slapping against your sensitive, clothed pussy, making you squeal as your legs clamp around his hand, the fire in your loins only greater. 

“panties off, baby.”

[etherrreal]

clueless

Pairing: tanaka x fem!reader Genre: friends to lovers, fluff Request: “Would it be okay to request Tanaka x reader? Maybe where reader is a manager too and is best friends with Tanaka and goes to Tokyo with them when they do that weeks training? And what kind of things would take place between them whilst they’re there, maybe hints that they like each other (for example hugging a bit too long when celebrating a win), and then a confession? Basically just full of fluff and sweet moments!” WC: 4690 Warnings: nosebleed at the end, swearing, just some good ol’ fluff A/N: pls validate me and tell me this is good because i think it’s only okay -Luna

"We're just friends."

Has that line ever been said by someone who wasn't deeply infatuated with said friend on the down-low? Someone who wasn't secretly pining for them and expressing that through every action they make? Someone who could only hope that the other would be able to finally interpret the underlying meaning, and realize that they feel like being more than "just friends"?

Of course, everyone who says that classic one-liner feels incredibly guilty whenever it leaves their mouth. They know they're lying through their teeth, and the sting of the words never fails to hurt as if it were the first time they've mumbled that statement.

They say it because, in essence, it's true; they are only friends. That's the title of the current state of their relationship to a T. However, they wonder if every time they say it, are they making things worse for themselves? They wonder if they're pushing away the other person from ever admitting that they like them back. They're preemptively building an impenetrable barrier to avoid the awkward conversation consisting of saying "I like like you" and then being turned down so terribly that it ruins the friendship.

In the end, neither makes the first move to break the friendship barrier.

So that's all they stay.

Just friends.

That is the unfortunate fortunate state of the relationship between you and Tanaka.

When you are introduced as an official co-manager of the team, specifically to help guide Yachi once Kiyoko left, having the first thing you hear Tanaka say be 'hey beautiful' was simultaneously flustering and somehow welcoming. Out of all of the greetings you hear that day, his is the one that sticks out to you, along with his shaved head and unbreakable stare.

Being a second-year yourself, you see Tanaka in passing, hanging out with who you learn is Nishinoya in the hallway or during lunch. He seems to stick out to you, mostly because he's just so damn loud, but not in the typical annoying class clown fashion.

He just happens to laugh a little louder than others, wrapping an arm around his torso as if he's fighting to keep himself up after a hilarious joke, or passionately discussing how he spiked a ball at practice the previous day, arms demonstrating the exact way he did it.

You and Tanaka become fast friends after your introduction. In the beginning, he tends to follow you around the gym like a puppy, using the excuse that he just wants to help a young lady do some of the heavy lifting. Once you explain to him that it is literally your job to do all of that, he backs off a bit, although, still hanging around to crack a few jokes with you.

It's his impeccable humor and timing of his jokes, disguising his genuine feelings of affection, that draws you to him. You start to hang around before homeroom and during lunch, when you can, engaging in effortless banter and inside jokes. After practice, you swing by Coach Ukai's store to grab some snacks before you head home.

Then the crush starts to develop from both sides, unbeknownst to each other.

It starts off slow and quiet, creeping up without your permission. Suddenly, whenever Tanaka throws his head back with laughter at your joke, you feel a flutter in your stomach along with pride. When he hands you your snack, his fingers gently brush yours, sending an electric shock right up your arm.

Then it starts to engulf you and you couldn't do anything to stop it, though, you weren't sure you wanted to. You catch yourself staring longingly at couples around the school, wondering what it would be like if that were you and Tanaka. You stay up at night, texting back and forth with him, into the early morning hours because neither of you wants to stop the conversation.

You're anxiously waiting for the day you slip up and he finds out that you like him. There's no way in hell you're as smooth as you think you are, so there's a large chance that he may already know. Maybe he's sparing your feelings by ignoring all of your, no doubt, obnoxious signs.

Meanwhile, Tanaka is just as nervous that you're going to call him out. That one day you're going to look deeply into his eyes and notice that he's been looking at you differently. That his brain is projecting his feelings onto his forehead and you're not commenting on it because it'd make things awkward.

So, you both do what young, inexperienced lovers do: ignore all of the feelings, and hope that either the feelings go away on their own or the other person confesses.

Life keeps on chugging, with feelings as strong as ever, but with the upcoming training camp in Tokyo, there's no time to focus on anything but. You have to make sure permission slips get signed, pack for camp, and think of potential strategies to help the team. Tanaka has to make sure he passes all of his exams, which is a gargantuan task on its own, while still juggling nightly practice.

By the end of the week, everyone comes out on top—except for Hinata and Kageyama—and training camp is in sight.

The excitement Tanaka feels to be able to attend the training camp is astounding. He managed to accomplish the impossible when he passed his exams, thanks to some tutoring from you and other teammates, and now he gets to enjoy his favorite sport with his teammates and other friends.

It's going to be your first trip with the team as a new manager, which is nerve-wracking but also exhilarating. You've come to enjoy the boys' company and shenanigans at practice, and watching them improve feels just as satisfying for you as it does for them. You'd also get to meet some of the rival teams they've been telling you about nonstop.

On the late-night bus ride to Tokyo, you end up sitting next to Tanaka when there are no other open seats left. Initially, you think it's a funny coincidence, but the sly smirk on Nishinoya's face as you walk past him to your seat says otherwise.

You spend most of the trip playing eye-spy with Tanaka, which mostly consists of telling him that not every tall metal structure is the Tokyo Skytree. You've lost count of how many times Coach Ukai has to tell you two to keep it down or how often you hear Tsukishima insult you under his breath.

1AM rolls around, and nearly everyone has fallen asleep, leaning their heads onto the bumpy bus window or against the headrest of their seats. A few have draped their heavy bodies on their unwilling, but understanding, seatmates.

The bus is silent and the ride is smooth now that you're on the highway, and your lack of sleep is finally catching up to you, too. The time between blinks is becoming longer, you're yawning more often than not, and you catch yourself subconsciously swaying.

Tanaka, who's been watching you fight sleep for quite a while, steps in after you almost tip headfirst into the stiff seat in front of you. "Ayo, sleepyhead." Your head quickly turns towards him, widening your eyes as if to try to keep focus. "Why don't you lean on me to sleep? I know I'm pretty buff, but I can be a decent pillow."

Suddenly, you've never felt more awake in your life. Have you been transported into a classic rom-com? "Are you sure? You won't be uncomfortable?"

"No, not at all. We need our manager to be in tip-top shape for the days ahead and that means a good night's rest," he says, giving you an enthusiastic thumbs-up.

You hesitate for a moment before succumbing to his reasonable request. "Oh….well, okay. Thanks, Tanaka."

As he watches you scoot yourself over to lean your head on his shoulder, he swears his heart seizes. This is something you normally do with a romantic interest, at least that's what his shoujo manga has taught him. You're just friends and friends don't normally do this, at least not voluntarily.

But it feels right. Comfortable. Like he'd want to do it again on the ride home, maybe next weekend, too. The thought of it sends his mind 20 miles a minute, and as he leans back against the headrest, he falls asleep imagining all of the times you could be cuddling if you were officially together. 

"Wake up, lovebirds."

You begin to stir, the bright sun burning through your eyelids causing you to shove your face into the mass your arms are wrapped around to escape it.

It takes a few more moments before you're able to register what's been said, and Tanaka beats you to the routine scolding.

"You're the worst, Noya, and get that stupid camera out of our faces," Tanaka admonishes, sleep still heavy in his voice.

Your eyes shoot open when you hear the word 'camera,' hoping that maybe you heard incorrectly or maybe that Tanaka interpreted the situation incorrectly. "You took pictures?!"

"Yeah, of course." He swipes and taps at his phone screen a few times, turning it around to show you a picture of you and Tanaka sleeping, your arms wound around his arm while his head is leaning on top of yours. "It's so cute that you two were cuddling. I just had to capture the moment!"

"We weren't cuddling!" you screech, attempting to snatch his phone to delete the evidence, but he's too quick, standing up and away from your reaching hands.

"You can deny it all you want, but a picture is worth a thousand words," he teases, chuckling his way off the bus. 

There's a flurry of groans that come from you both as you still sit at the back of the bus. You take that lull in time to detach yourself from Tanaka, straightening out your shirt and wiping your face of drool or eye crusties. 

Tanaka can finally sit up straight, arms stretching up with back arched, a few satisfying pops coming from the action. He stands up for the first time in hours, feeling a bit like a newborn deer as he stumbles.

"Feet asleep?" you ask, dealing with the same problem yourself. 

He's hunched over, hands on his knees, trying not to let you see just how bothered he is by the staticy feeling tingling through his feet. "Oh yeah. Shit's intense." 

After gaining regular feeling back in your feet, he extends his hand towards you, gripping yours to help you slide out of the seat easier, the both of you electing to ignore the familiar electric feeling that shoots up your arm when you touch.

You collect your bag, still rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you stand there with the girls. When it’s clear that everyone has their items and is ready to go, you start towards the dorms, the boys chatting energetically behind you. 

Then your face is between Kiyoko’s shoulder blades. You step back and begin to apologize when Yachi taps your shoulder and points at someone standing a few feet from you. Peaking around the brunette, you see  

"Three?! Karasuno now has three beautifully stunning managers?! Is that even legal?" a boy with a blonde mohawk screeches in front of you, falling to his knees dramatically. Like a protective mother, Kiyoko's arm flings out in front of you and Yachi, attempting to shield you from this strange boy.

"Soak it all in, buddy-boy," Tanaka gloats, hands positioned proudly on his hips. "This is the power of Karasuno. We have the finest ladies known to man. You guys could never even dream of what we have."

Kiyoko quickly leads you girls away from the fuss as Tanaka cackles maniacally, the Tanaka look-alike now crying into his hands about not being worthy.

Finding the rooms was quite simple, and the other managers are very welcoming and sweet. You claim a futon and head out with the rest of the girls to the gym where Karasuno was setting up for their first match of the day with Fukurodani.

It's an intense match. While the Karasuno boys are very skilled at what they do, it's quite obvious that Fukurodani is much more polished than the Wingless Crows. It also doesn't help that you are without Hinata and Kageyama, one of your best dynamic duos, for the time being.

The loss to Fukurodani set the stage for the rest of the day. You watch from the sidelines as they miserably lose nearly every single practice match against the other teams, throwing themselves onto the floor to do their flying laps after each set.

You wait patiently, along with Yachi and Kiyoko, off to the side, handing them their water bottles once they're done dragging themselves across the floor. Tanaka tends to be the first one to get to you, whether it be because he's the quickest or because he likes the little smile you give him when handing over his bottle.

"Here you go."

"Hold on." He lifts the bottom of his shirt and wipes his face of sweat. You catch a glimpse of his abs, glistening with sweat just like the rest of his body. Your eyes bounce around in an attempt to not look like a creep by staring at him, but they always came back to his exposed tan torso.

Wow, has he always been so fit?

"Like what you see, (Y/N)?" Suga teases, his sudden presence nearly making you jump out of your skin. You send a glare his way, hoping that he would shut his mouth with Tanaka standing right next there.

"Oh, shut up," you scold. You thrust his water bottle into his hands and shove him away from you, a shit-eating grin still plastered on his face as he goes.

Tanaka looks on, absolutely confused at what he missed. "What's he talking about?"

"Nothing!" You place his bottle in his waiting hand and grab your own to occupy your nervous hands. "You guys have been getting better as a team, you know? I heard the other teams complaining about how you’re getting harder to beat."

"Really? Doesn't quite feel like it when they're still brutally kicking our asses."

"Yeah, of course!” you defend. “I can tell that you've been improving with your straight spikes and working your ass off with blocks. You’re definitely improving.”

Tanaka’s face reddens, hoping that you assume it’s due to being in a stuffy gym on a hot summer day and not because the object of his affection is complimenting him. He didn’t think that you were paying that close attention to him.

His chest puffs up with pride, a cocky smile creeping onto his face. “You know what? You’re right. I’m the best volleyball player on this team.”

Well, I didn’t say that, you thought, but gave him an eager nod, anyway. If the ego boost means that he will play at his best and not get down on himself, then who are you to knock him off his high horse. 

Your words must’ve stuck with Tanaka because he played the next few matches like he was already at Nationals. Whenever he’d nail a kill, he’d look back at you, waiting for you to show your approval through a thumbs-up or a bright smile. Despite all of his hard work not preventing the team from losing in the end, he’s still upbeat by the end of the game, ready to begin practicing immediately after everyone’s been dismissed. 

He’s running up to you as soon as Coach Ukai finishes his closing thoughts for the team. “Are you going to stay and help us practice?” 

You were actually supposed to help Kiyoko and Yachi serve some dinner for the boys in the cafeteria. Looking over at your fellow managers, you see Kiyoko already waving you off. “We’ll handle dinner, don’t worry. The boys need their practice,” she says, 

She’s already leaving before she can see the offended faces of the team, a few of them grumbling about how they’re not that bad. Tanaka’s hasn’t missed a beat, tugging you by your wrist to stand near the net, letting it go with a red face once you’re in place. 

“I want to get better at cross-court shots, like that Bokuto kid. I need you to set for me.” He’s already pushing a volleyball into your hands before you could protest, jogging to place an empty bottle on the court across from him, and then get into place.

So, you set for him. And set for him. And set for him..

It carried on for hours, and, at first, you were a bit sluggish, thinking about what would be served for dinner that night and if you’d even get to eat. But as you watched Tanaka get closer and closer to hitting the bottle, you were just as in it as he was, tossing those balls like your life depended on it. 

He was out of breath from hitting the ball, and you can see the motivation dwindling as he continuously missed the mark every time he hit. He’s taking a short breather, taking a sip from his water bottle when you see his shoulders slump, jaw clenching in anger, and a far-off look in his eyes.

“Hey! You better not give up on me!” you scold, jabbing him in his arm with your finger. “I know you can do it, Tanaka. You’re the best player on this team, remember?” 

“I know, but–”

“No ‘buts’! Only spikes. You’re not leaving here until you do it at least once.” 

You hear him complaining under his breath as he gets into position again, but elect to ignore it, not wanting to add fuel to the fire. You toss the ball up for him, he hits it, misses, and before he opens his mouth, you grab another ball. “Again.”

And you do it exactly like that about ten more times, the hits getting more and more violent as he goes, channeling all of his frustration into his work. On the 11th toss, he slams the ball across the court with an aggressive yell and it hits the bottle with such force that it slides all the way to the other side of the court. 

There’s a silent beat where you just look at each other with wide eyes, wondering if you’re both just imagining things due to exhaustion. But once that fades, Tanaka has his arms wrapped around your waist, lifting and spinning you in a circle as he cheers. The sudden embrace has you tightly holding onto him, arms barely hanging onto his neck properly. 

He places you down after a few twirls, hands still gripping your waist. “Holy shit, I did it. Did you see that?! That was so badass!”

“Hell yeah! That was amazing, Tanaka. I told you you could do it,” you affirm.

“And you’re always right, I know,” he quips. He pulls you into him, gently this time, to give you another hug. This one feels more intimate, his head tucked into your neck, his arms wound tightly around your waist to keep you close. “Thank you for believing in me. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

It felt like he swiped your legs out from under you, the sincerity in his voice making you melt. You’re so stunned, you’re barely able to stutter out a weak ‘you’re welcome’ in response. You stay wrapped in his arms for a bit, soaking in his warmth and comforting scent. 

The moment is ruined by other players cheering loudly in the gym, congratulating each other on a serve. You both pull away awkwardly, keeping your arms tightly against your sides like you had just touched fire. You can’t even look him in the eyes when you suggest finally going to get dinner. 

You part ways once you reach the cafeteria, glancing at each other briefly–Tanaka nearly knocking a tray out of a guy’s hands and he bumps into him. Kiyoko’s giving you a knowing look as she hands you your food, one that embarrasses you further. 

You’re tucking yourself into bed that night and setting your phone to charge when a notification pops up: Noya🤪 Attachment: 1 image. You can’t make out anything in the photo preview your phone shows you, so when you open it, you sure as hell wasn’t expecting it to be a photo of you and Tanaka cuddling on the bus. You also definitely didn’t expect the menacing message that follows: if you don’t, i will 😈🔫

You had no idea what he was implying, and that was the most terrifying part of it all. You were hoping it meant that if you don’t confess, he would tell Tanaka himself. It wasn’t an ideal situation, but maybe you needed someone to rip the bandaid off for you. You’d even settle for the text meaning that he’d snatch up Tanaka for himself.

What you were hoping it didn’t mean was that he’d post this photo on the internet anywhere the team would see with an embarrassing caption that’ll reveal your feelings to everyone.

But the thing with Noya is you never know.

Before turning in for the night, you make sure to set the photo as your lock screen, turning over in your bed with a giant grin on your face knowing what’ll await you every time you go to open your phone.

The rest of the days’ matches end just like the first; in an embarrassing loss followed by the boys throwing themselves along the floor and telling each other that they’ll win the next one. Despite not doing any of the exercises yourself, you felt just as exhausted, hoping that you’d win at least one match just so the team can smile for once.

They’re currently in the middle of playing against Nekoma and for the first time during the camp, they’re actually neck and neck for the set. Everyone’s at the edge of their seats as the ball flies back and forth across the court. You’re crossing your fingers on both hands and hoping that this will be the one that they win.

Karasuno is finally leading by one point. There are so many one-touch balls and close saves that you have your hands mostly covering your eyes like you were watching a horror movie at its’ peak. Nekoma has the ball again. Kenma sets it to Yamamoto and you watch as Tsukki and Tanaka jump up to block the ball, jumping a little later than normal due to their exhaustion. You didn’t expect for them to block this one perfectly, or at all, honestly, but you also didn’t expect the ball to injure anybody today.

It almost plays in slow motion as you watch the ball nail Tanaka right in the face. Normally, when the boys get hit in the face, they tend to walk it off with nothing hurt but their pride. However, you knew from the loud slam that the power on that spike was enough to cause injury, and when Tanaka stood up straight again, you saw the blood running from his nose like a faucet.

You’re the first manager to run to him, first aid kit bag slung over your shoulder as you tug him by his arm out of the gym to the bench sitting out in the hallway. The silence is deafening before you hear the coaches instruct everyone to continue the game, ensuring the players that everything will be just fine.

Gauze is the first thing you hand to him to keep the blood from dripping anywhere, directing him to lean forward instead of back. You touch around his nose gently, feeling for any major breaks, and thankfully, feeling nothing out of place. 

Tanaka hears a loud vibration coming from somewhere, looking around on the bench and floor for the source. He finds your phone tucked under the bench, most likely having fallen from your pocket while you were crouched in front of him moments ago. You’re too busy searching for something in the kit, so he picks up your phone, intending to hand it over to you, but stops when he sees the photo that’s illuminated in his hand. 

"Your lock screen is that picture that Noya took of us sleeping," he states, constantly tapping the screen to make sure it stays lit up so he can stare.

It wasn’t a picture he’s seen before, and definitely not one he remembers you or him taking. It takes him a moment before he recognizes this moment, back when you both were on the bus practically snuggled up next to him. 

"Oh, uhh," abort, abort, abort, “I just thought it was a nice picture of us, that’s all.”

“But I’m sure you have a ton of nice pictures and haven’t changed your lock screen all year–not that I’ve kept track!”

You would say that, normally, you’re able to talk your way out of uncomfortable situations where you’re called out for something embarrassing or weird, but yet, here you are. Like a deer in headlights, cycling through excuses and reasons in your head like a Rolodex, trying to figure out something remotely smart that would make sense in this situation. 

Telling him the truth–that you thought you could be a cute couple and having that picture as your lock screen at least quelled the urge to blurt out that you like him–could only go terribly wrong, in your mind. You’ve made it thus far without spilling the beans, and you’ve already convinced yourself that being just friends would be more than enough for you. 

But, what if–and it’s a big what if–you confess and it all goes well? He reciprocates your feelings and you get the whole ‘happily ever after’ and end up together? You’ve definitely daydreamed about it but never too long enough to get your hopes up. But as you’re staring at him, you think you can see hope lingering in his eyes, and it makes you want to risk it all.

I mean, you miss all the shots you don’t take, right?

“It’s because I like you,” you blurt out. It wasn’t the most graceful confession, definitely wouldn’t end up in a ‘top 10 anime confessions’ compilation, but you got the point across. And taking a peek at Tanaka’s frozen, wide-eyed face means that he understood you. 

“You like me,” he repeats, more to himself than anything. “Like, ‘like me’ like me? Like ‘we should go out on dates and kiss and hug and I can brag about you to all of my friends’ like me?”

“Is there another kind of ‘like you’?”

“...Touché.”

There’s a lull in the conversation, Tanaka still staring at your phone like a call will come in from a higher being to guide him through this point in his life. You can’t help but wonder if you ruined your friendship and made this uncomfortable for you both, considering that Tanaka still hasn’t said whether he likes you back. 

You clear your throat to draw his attention. “So...what do we do now?”

“Well, since I like you, too, if it wasn’t obvious by how much I just freaked the fuck out, it means I have to take you on the most amazing date when we get back to Miyagi,” he says matter-of-factly, like he’s leaving no room to debate with him.

Not that you would even dare. 

You fiddle with the supplies in the first aid kit to look more nonchalant, like your stomach isn’t currently erupting with butterflies, biting your lip to hide the goofy smile fighting to take over. “Okay. Sounds like a plan.”

Tanaka nods in agreement, his body language telling you he’s just as elated as you feel, despite him trying to disguise any emotion by covering the bottom of his face with the hand still holding the gauze to his nose. “Yeah, it’ll be great.”

Oh, you’re sure it will be.

Written by: Luna

[godlyaffection]

hey bae im back kinda, just trying to get into the flow of tumblr again if you will so bc of that can i request kags or tsukki finally getting their workaholic bf to take a break and cuddling w him because he passed out at a really unfortunate time (like before winning a practice match or something) 100% not self indulgent pfft

Working Yourself to Death

Pairing: Kageyama x Male Reader

Warnings: Overworked Reader

Summary: Kageyama wasn’t always the most perceptive person, but he could tell when you needed to take a break. When Kageyama finally forces you to slow down and take a break, he’s not letting you go, even if it means you are both laying in the gym floor.

A/n: Welcome back, even if it’s only kinda. I’m not quite sure what you wanted with “passing out before wining a practice match” so Im not sure if this is what you wanted, but I hope you like it anyway.

Practice was very important to Y/n. As was his school work. He worked hard at everything he did, it was admirable most of the time. Sometimes, however, Y/n would work more than he should. He just couldn’t stop, he’d explain. It was never a sound argument, but no one could convince him to take a break. Not even Kageyama, and considering he was Y/n’s boyfriend, if he couldn’t do it no one could.

Today was no exception to Karasuno’s busy schedule, and by association Y/n’s. The volleyball club had a practice match with Nekoma. Y/n was tired, he wasn’t sure what he was running on at this point, and Kageyama caught on quickly after they began warming up. Y/n was off his game, his usual precise and hard spikes were messy. Kageyama decided to say something to him.

“If you’re to tired you should go home.” It was intended to be caring, but to someone who didn’t know better Kageyama would have seemed much to harsh.

“I doubt coach would care if you missed one practice, besides you aren’t going to be any help if you are like this.” He continued

Y/n shook his head, Kageyama was probably right, but there was no way he was going home when they had a practice match like this.

“I’ll be fine.”

Kageyama huffed, and would’ve continued to push, but the match was starting, so he was pulled away from Y/n. As Kageyama got in position, his focus kept shifting back to Y/n. But eventually Kageyama was able to focus a portion of his attention onto the match.

Y/n was swapped in a during the match, but that seemed to be to much for the young man. After returning to the sidelines, he was completely dead on his feet.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” Yamaguchi asked, noticing Y/n’s shaky breaths.

It was loud enough for the setter, who was standing near by, to hear. He looked over and realized the poor condition his boyfriend was in. His compleat shift of attention didn’t go unnoticed, the rest of the team were made painfully aware that he wasn’t in the game when they had no setter to sent the ball to.

As a time out was called, Kageyama was quickly at Y/n’s side, pushing Yamaguchi out of his way. “I told you you need to rest idiot.”

Y/n looked at Kageyama, he was clearly tired, but he didn’t look like he was willing to give in yet. Before he could argue though, Kageyama grabbed Y/n’s arm and pulled him to the side of the gym. Kageyama slid down to the floor, pulling Y/n down with him.

The practice match continued on without the two. Coach Ukai didn’t question the events taking place, just glancing over to Kageyama and Y/n occasionally. The coach decided to not intervene with the two.

Y/n looked to Kageyama, his face was scrunched up in confusion at what the other was doing. Kageyama began to fill in the banks.

“Just sit here with me,” he started. “Go to sleep if you want.”

Kageyama’s arms were wrapped around Y/n’s torso, holding him against his body. Y/n sighed, he had to admit, being next to Kageyama like this was very relaxing, maybe taking a break wouldn’t be so bad.

Y/n gave a brief nod, before leaning against Kageyamas shoulder. Before either of them realized Y/n was asleep, his breathing much more steady, a much more content and relaxed look on his face. No matter how much Y/n denied it, he needed this. He needed to be wrapped in his partners arms, he needed to sleep after such a long week.

Kageyama was content too, he was happy to finally have his boyfriend in his arms, and the reward of Y/n’s much more relaxed face was all he needed. Kageyama let out a deep sigh, resting his head against Y/n’s.

The only one that could pull Kageyama away from the court was Y/n. Usually Kageyama would be upset by how this turned out, but for his boyfriend he would do anything. And Karasuno won the practice match anyway, so they couldn’t be to upset.

[spikesbimbo]

Silver spoon

Pairing: ukai Ikkei x f!reader

Tags: made this a Mafia au just so he would have a reason to have a gun, nurse!reader, actual age agp, gilf, gun play, gun fucking (?), idk giving his gun sum sloppy toppy, oral sex, creampie

Summary: how to be a beneficiary 

wc: 3.5k

@keishinslove , come get ur mans, ; ), @fawn-daydreams thanks so much for the pic! @dreamsandabyss

18 + Minors dni

“Look, someone has to have it...” he spoke into the phone, leaning back as you did with him. The feeling of his warm body against yours putting you to sleep, resting your head on his chest as you curled up into him. 

His smirk widened as he ran his hand down your sides, enjoying your company as you grew more comfortable in his lap, the feeling of cold hard metal touching your skin as you adjusted yourself on his legs, seeing it peek from below his waistband, handle hanging out of his belt reminded you of what he was, breaking you out of your daydream.

Looking up at him as your hands rested on his chest and neck, pulling away from his stroking his scuff and fingers untangling themselves from his golden chain. Getting off his thighs seeing as this call was going to last long, legs growing numb, jestering with your hands that you were going to the kitchen, responding with a subtle nod as he watched you leave.

Hearing his voice get sterner, sending chills down your spine as his tone changed completely. “Send guards up there to get him…. and hold him until they arrive.” Seeing that he got confirmation, as his head tilted back, a sigh escaping lips as he rubbed his eyes. Eyebrows furrowing, not knowing if you should have left him there alone, just putting it in the back of your head that you left some time for him to cool down.

Walking down the staircase headed towards the kitchen, almost still getting lost in this villa as you remember him telling the first time you came here ‘it was down the staircase and to the left’. Stopping to look at the big picture of him hung up on the wall followed by many others, looking like a victorian portrait encased in the glass frames made you realize how big of a name they really were, generations following you down the hall as you continued moving down the steps.

Finally seeing the walls of windows and the bar you felt relieved, walking up to the fridge and opening it, seeing every drink but water. Grabbing some type of lemonade as you leaned against the marble counter while you took a sip, tasting the unknown alcohol in it as it hit the back of your throat, quickly coughing while smacking your chest a few times to calm it down. Tears filling your eyes as you shakily set the glass down.

“Sorry about that. Should've probably just drank it all yesterday.” 

You turned your blurry eyes to see his grandson, an almost spitting image of him when he was younger, noticing him handing you some water that you wanted in the first place.

“What a surprise...” you choked out, lifting the bottle to your mouth, throat finally feeling some ease.

The two of you had an almost sibling-like relationship, starting from the moment he met you after you patched his friend up in an alleyway, not even questing or caring why, moving on with your day like nothing happened.

Guessing you were on your way home from work, seeing you in scrubs, and after running into you again he swore it was fate. Persuading you to join them as you easily said yes, knowing you wouldn't say no the salary and the ‘benefits’ that came along with it, just wanting to finally relax with your student loans paid off.

But the last thing he would've expected after all of this, was you, with his grandad. Essentially getting yourself stuck in this kind of life, knowing that you'd never be able to leave as soon as they found out you were 'with’ him. But you obviously had a smart head on you, letting you do whatever your heart wanted as he supported you. Grabbing another drink from the bar, this time knowing it was alcohol as you two joked around for a minute.

A smile appearing on your face when you heard steps walking towards you, seeing ikkei appear from the corner of the hallway as keishin turned his head and guessed right, looking at you already skip over to him like a puppy following its owner.

Greeting you while he let you cling onto him, arms wrapped around his as he lifted his hand saying hello to his grandson. All his attention on your pretty little smile as his thumb traced your cheek, bringing up your hand to his lips, placing his lips on it gently as you were acting like you've never been touched before, giggling shyly into his arm as he chuckled out.

Keishin gagging at the sight before him, “Why don't you just retire already,” not wanting to see this cringy shit anymore, but deep down just wanting him to be safe and content, never seeing him smile this hard in his life. Knowing he's never felt this way before, his ex wife being set up by an arranged marriage, she wasn't bad but he definitely didn't love her along with her complaining, but luckily a quick swipe of his card shut her up, finally divorcing after all theses years.

“My dad isn't still too young to take over, you know?”  

“No.” he stated, stepping outside to light his cigar, resting his back against the wall as he took a puff. “Great men are taught, not born.” He uttered out, choking on the smoke as he brought it back up to his lips. He was dependable, not regretting having his son at a young age, but swearing to never push this life on his son and grandson until he was gone.

“Yeah, he's stubborn.” keishin uttered under his breath, running his hands through his hair as he grabbed his drink and keys, walking towards the door while waving a quick goodbye to you.

“How the hell is someone younger than me gonna be my step grandma, can’t get someone your own age to date you?” he chuckled out in awe. But at the end of the day he was on your side, family was family, defending you like your own personal bodyguard. Hearing something along the lines of “She’s some old man’s sugar baby.” almost daily until he ‘took care of it’ a few months ago.

“You're just mad, that an old man like me gets more than you.” ikkei laughed, coughing out the rest of the smoke while coming up behind you. Wrapping his arm around your waist already pulling you back to his office as you gladly let him.

“Ok, shitty old man.” keshin replied, closing the door behind him. He knew it wasn't because of the money or the power, because there were many other men on his level trying to win your attention. Thinking there must be something going on in your head to be with him, and there was.

Love.

The first man to ever make you feel some type of way, to make you blush. Was it practical, no. Putting it to the back of your head that he would be long gone by the time you were even close to his age.

But the way he made you feel so light and free around him after only being here for a while. Looking into your eyes as you fixed him up, making you genuinely laugh as he didn't want you to stress over him, surprising him that you were just naturally calm.

You two fell for each other quickly, not even lasting a week before you two fucked. Hearts appearing in your eyes around him; not caring about having your own family, just becoming part of his as he always kept his promises. 

“You wanna go out later.” he said loosely wrapping his hand around your waist, pulling you back into his lap. “m’sorry i haven't had time for you lately.” Looking up at his gray hair, eyes moving down to his body still this toned after all these years, aging like the finest wine.

“No.” you mumbled out, fingers running down his chest, getting caught up in his chain again. “Just wanna…..stay with you.” A shy smirk appearing on your face as the words left your lips.

Leaning into your shoulder, lips touching your neck as he whispered into your ear, scruff tickling your jaw as you let out a slight smile.“Stay with me, hmm? And what does that entail...?” 

Already getting off his thighs, standing in front of him as you ran your hands up your body, his joining you as he wrapped them around your waist pulling you closer to him, chin resting on your stomach while his hands gently rested on your hips. “No one has ever managed to capture my attention like you have.” he said, hands lingering on you.

He had no shame in admitting it, his words plaguing your head, “I always tell the truth, no matter how hard it is.” Looking up to your flustered face, no one could ever make you feel as loved and appreciated as him.

“Ok old man.” you giggled out, taking your time stripping in front of him. Resting your hand on his shoulder for support as you slowly slid your skirt down, hugging your ass just right as you felt his soft, intense gaze never once leaving you. Eyeing you up as you fumbled with your buttons, hands meeting yours taking it off for you, being bare as the day you were born.

“You getting on your knees pretty girl?”

Nodding while letting out a quiet, shy “yeah” at the words that left his mouth. Lowering yourself onto the ground, trying to replace your timidness that only came around him. Hands resting on his knees working their way up his thighs, his stress already disappearing as your fingers played with his zipper, eyes locking with yours as you pulled it down.

The nervousness leaving you as his warm hand rested on your cheek, whimpering in need as your gaze fell on the hard cold metal that was standing before his cock. Resting on his abdomen, cunt growing wetter at the thought of the previous events, wanting it in your mouth, fucked down your throat.

Reading your mind, already loosening his pants enough to set it free. Pointer finger resting on the side as he parted your lips, immediately giving way. Tongue sticking out lewdly, spit and drool already falling off the tip of it, his other hand angling it down toward your mouth. “You trust me, don’t you Baby?”

Moaning out another muffled “yeah” at the weight of the barrel resting on your tongue, pushing it deeper down your mouth, the whines getting caught at the back of your throat. Body growing tingly, cunt leaking onto the floor as he gently bobbed your head head back and forth until you got the hang of it.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck... your sweet little mouth taking it all.” Whimpering at his words, eyes fluttering open at him, meeting his gaze as your vision grew blurry. Hands reaching for his cock, working there way up his thighs until you felt his bulge, groaning at the touch. Wanting to make him feel as good as you.

Letting your spit make a mess on his fingers as he slowly pushed the glock farther down until you choked on the muzzle. Pulling it out at the lewd sound of your wet gasp, catching your breath, looking at your lashes still wet, lips covered in drool. Dragging the spit covered barrel down, sliding between your tits pressing it against your nipples, shivering at the cold feeling. 

“You gonna let me fuck your throat, sweetheart?”

Nodding quickly, letting out a strained “mhmm” as you moved your fingers around the base of his cock. Adjusting himself as he stroked it a few times before letting you take control. A moan leaving his mouth as you tilted your head to kiss his tip, parting your lips without his help as you flicked your tongue against it, your shiny lips making a mess already.

“Fuck angel, such a good girl. Open up that little mouth more for me sweetheart.” His hand came behind your neck, the firm grip leaving your mouth open as he pulled himself out, admiring the sight below him as the praise made you listen to his silent command. Soft wet smacks from him slapping the head of his cock against your tongue, looking so lewd, like the most beautiful thing he's ever seen in his life.

“… goddamn baby. Fuck…”

His scratchy voice letting out another moan as he leaned back onto the headrest of the couch. Your trembling hands gripping onto his thighs, nails leaving imprints as he continued to abuse your throat. The office was quiet besides the filthy wet sounds of you choking around him.

Opening your lids and gazing up at him, pupils so wide and eyes so red. Looking the prettiest you could, so needy and compliant, letting him use your throat as he pleased. “That’s it, angel… oh, fuck…m’gonna-”

Tears freely down your cheeks as you gagged, little strings of saliva dripping from your chin, body on fire as his thrusts got rougher, fucking up into your mouth as his hands gripped tighter around your neck holding you in place.

Sealing your lips around him, sucking in more as his hips stalled, grabbing your head with both of his hands. And with a long groan, music to your ears, shoving your face all the way down into his crotch, balls resting on your chin as you felt him release in your mouth, so hot and thick. Doing as you were told, always wanting to be his good girl, someone he could always rely on, someone he could always use when needed.

“You okay?” He asked, stroking your cheek as dizzily shook your head up and down. Reaching his hand forward, tipping your jaw upward to see you better. Cunt throbbing as his eyes met yours, clenching and releasing around nothing while he dragged his thumb across your swollen lips. 

“Words, sweetheart.” His voice was soft and stern, ordering you around gently as you did you best to choke it out.

“y-yes”

“Let me see.” Parting your lips, with his ring covered finger, mouth opening to show him that his cum was still there. Smiling as he let go, muttering out “good girl.”, mouth closing as he let you swallow, the salty taste making you wince under your breath while he pet the side of your face down to your neck. 

“You sure angel? ….You know i don't like lying.” he said, resting his hand on your cunt, fingers dipping in shallowly as you almost went limp in his hold, Knees locking just in time, so focused on keeping your composure that you didn't see him smirking at your state. His finger curling inside you, as you tried to hold back your whimper, body unconsciously rocking back and forth into his hand.

Finally snapping, trying to be on your best behavior best you couldn't help it anymore, knowing what he was doing to you. “Please,” you whined out. “Want you to fuck me like you always do, want you to fuck me so good.” No shame left in your body as you started taking action, nails clawing into his bicep, your eyes half lidded trying to hold back the tears forming.

Letting out a whine muttered by your teeth sinking into your lips when his hand pulls away, lingering there not for long as he easily hikes your leg up over his waist, aligning his cock to your dripping cunt, rubbing it over your folds, teasing you, wanting to make his sweet angel beg. 

“i-ikkei, please” you lead, gripping his arms, as pushed into you slowly. Cooing at you for being so patient with him. Head dropping onto his shoulder as a broken noise escaped your lips, legs tightening around his waist, clenching around him.

Pushing the rest of himself inside you, hissing as you swallow him up in your warmth. “Fuck sweetheart, you always… feel so, -fuck, so goddamn good,”

“Relax baby,” he groaned out, head thrown back. “Little cunt’s so tight, gonna get my will instead of my kids if you keep it up.” Your smile barely forming before it gets cut off, moaning at the painful feeling of his cock stretching you out.

“Such a... fuck, such a good little girl for me,” He praises, hot breath on your neck as you clench even tighter at his words, the feeling of bhim so deep inside of you, nudging your cervix making your head spin. “So pretty,  I'd do anything for you, you know that?”

“m’close.” you whimpered. His love confessions making you lose your mind completely, nails digging into his chest, slightly groaning at the sting.. “Please, p-please please,” you begged through a sob, tears swelling up in your eyes. Placing his lips on yours before you can gasp out begs anymore. Trying to whimper out his name before he fucks you roughly with a thrust that hits your g spot, making you cum all over him, sticky wetness enclosing the both of you as it dripped down his balls and onto the sofa. 

“There you go baby,” he muttered against your lips, but you’re too far gone to even pay attention. Working his cock inside of you, gently pushing up into your cunt as your shaking body twitches in his hold, eyes rolling to the back of your head from your orgasm, still trying to come down from your high. “You know I always got you.”

He pulls out of you slowly when you have calmed down but you weren’t done. “w-wanna make you cum.” your croaky voice pouted out.

“Hm? You already did sweetheart.” Shaky legs positioning yourself on top of him, resting your hands on his shoulders. “no...want you to cum in me.”

Watching as you spread open you cunt, placing his tip on your entrance. Looking down at him with a heavy lust in your eyes, not wasting any time sliding back into you. “You’re so greedy.” He says into your ear, a roughness to his voice. Back arching as his arm wraps around your waist, leaning back to give him a view of himself bottoming out in you. The feeling of the fullness already has you cumming again. “...So fucking perfect.” 

Rubbing your clit with his fingers as his lips attached to your nipple, locking you in his hold, your body trembling from the overstimulation. Cock repeatedly ramming into your g spot as your cunt is being lovingly abused. “Fuck” He mutters out, words getting trapped into your skin, fingers pinching your swollen clit, letting out a loud sob as tears break free. 

“Fuck baby, I’m close.” He said, breath growing sporadic as his hips start stuttering. Chasing after his high, fingers slapping your clit as you squealed.

“C-, cum in me, please. You gotta, p-please!” You cry out, pushing him over the edge. Breaking free of your tits, mouth letting out deep groans as he is spilling his load into you, coming for the third around him. Body freezing up, seeing black and stars, walls clamping around him even tighter, wanting to milk him dry for everything he's got. 

Not even realizing that he's holding you into him, balls resting on you cunt as he's still inside of you, knowing you'd throw a fit if he pulled out. Body slump and tired as he presses a light kiss on the top of your head, large hands soothing your body as they worked their way up and down your back.

“I-, I love you,” you choked out, resting your head into his shoulder. His heart softening as he kissed your lips softly, sighing as he leaned back with you in his arms. Gently humming to ease you into sleep, not caring how he was gonna take care of this later. ”I love you too, baby.” He whispered into your ear, looking around his office full of money and countless items worth millions, but none made his heart race like you could, not even close.

“...I love you, more than you'll ever know.”