DO YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. . . S. Rintaro

DO YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. . .ᐟ — s. rintaro

—✩ content: established relationship, timeskip! suna, reader is female (she/her pronouns), tooth-rotting fluff.

—✩ author’s note: first post and it’s for none other than suna. its been a while since i write so forgive me if this is rusty heh...

Dating a famous volleyball player means you have to deal with unnecessary fans. Fans who are desperate to do anything to get their attention, even if it means putting themselves in embarrassing situations. You knew what you were signing up for when you agreed to be in a romantic relationship with Suna Rintarou. You had known one another since high school and you were by his side through thick and thin. 

After graduating from high school and entering the corporate industry, you managed to secure a stable job for yourself. With the combined salaries from both of you, you were living a rather decent life. Currently, you were in the VIP seats as you watched the rather intense match unfolding itself before your very eyes. You tuned out your surroundings, focusing on your lover as he moved across the court with years of experience. 

You dug your nails into the fabric of your high-waisted pants, chewing on your bottom lip as you mentally prayed that they would win the final round. And to no one’s surprise, they won. The entire place was engulfed with outstanding applause and cheering noises, as the audience rose to their feet to clap enthusiastically. You wasted no time in leaving your seat, heading down so you could greet and congratulate your lover. 

You nodded in acknowledgement to the manager, waving at Suna’s teammates as they made way for you to approach the middle-blocker. You could never get enough with how his eyes lit up, how the smile stretched across his face when they landed on your approaching figure. Knowing he was all sweaty, you merely stopped before him and gave him a smile. 

“Well done, Rin. I’m proud of you,” you spoke up, voice crystal clear despite all the commotion occurring in the background. 

The middle blocker’s features softened, eyes now filled with nothing but pure love and adoration. “Thanks, love.” 

“Mm, I always knew you could win,” you teased him, playfully nudging your elbow against his and your action elicited an amused chuckle from him. 

“Of course I-”

“Excuse me, Suna. Is it alright for me to interview you for a short while?” 

A professional female voice interrupted your conversation, rudely cutting in and even went as far as to shove you to the side. You would have fallen flat to the ground if Osamu was not quick enough to catch you. Nodding your thanks to him, you turned to your lover and sniggered at the evident annoyance on his face. You knew how much he disliked being asked to do interviews as according to him, the industry is filled with nothing but nosy people who kept poking their noses into his private life. 

He wanted to reject the woman but a warning glare from his manager made him reluctantly accept it. Not wanting to distract Suna, you moved away from him and mingled amongst his teammates, chatting and laughing with them. You did all of that while remaining blissfully oblivious to how your lover was staring at you, flames of jealousy burning in the depths of his stomach. 

“..na? Um, Suna?” 

“Huh?”

He blinked, snapping back to reality and turned his attention to the interviewer, who had a mild annoyed look on her face but it vanished in a blink of an eye. She plastered a fake and professional smile, pushing the mic closer to his mouth so it could clearly pick up his voice. 

“I was actually asking if you have a girlfriend or not?” 

“...What?” He owlishly blinked his eyes, rather taken aback at the bold and daring move she pulled off in front of the camera. 

“Did you not hear me the first time? I said-”

“No, I heard you loud and clear. I am so glad to answer your question, just give me a minute,” he flashed her a closed-eye smile before heading over to where you were. 

“...then poor Rintarou nearly fell from the- What the!” 

You were in the middle of telling an embarrassing moment about your beloved lover when you were abruptly dragged away from his teammates. Suna turned a deaf ear to your protests and struggles; his strength completely overpower yours. He eventually stopped before the interviewer and without warning, pulled you in for a searing kiss. You went as stiff as a statue, limbs and mind frozen. 

A part of you was well-aware of how he had revealed your relationship to the entire world and another part of you was starting to panic over how his career might be at stake, now that everyone knows about the two of you. The kiss ended as fast as it started. Suna pulled away with a smug look on his face, right hand resting on your waist as he made direct eye contact with the camera. 

“I hope that answers your question. Thanks for the interview, see you never.”

MORNING TRANQUIL. . .ᐟ — aventurine.

—✩ content: established relationship, reader is gender-neutral, implied suggestive content, tooth-rotting fluff, one mention of aventurine's real name.

—✩ author's note: i had a sudden whim to write for aventurine so here we are.

Everytime you open your eyes, the scene before you never fails to take your breath away. Before you laid your partner; Aventurine. The infamous gambler is known for his insane luck, being able to emerge victorious no matter how futile the situation was.

He is also known for his charismatic, words overly-coated in sugar with honey constantly dripping from his lips. It was thanks to him that the IPC was able to secure Penacony after what he had gone through. No words could describe how relief you felt when you saw him standing before your doorstep, flashing you a genuine smile. 

You adjusted your position, pulling the sheets up to cover more of your body from the air-conditioner blowing cold wind at you. Your eyes never left his serene state the entire time, almost as if you were entranced by how he looks. His eyes were closed and lips were slightly parted. Aventurine has one hand placed underneath the pillow while the other was resting on his stomach that was exposed due to his silky pajamas being lifted up. 

With a sudden temptation to reach out and caress his cheek, you obliged and reached out your hand, only to be stopped halfway. Aventurine’s eyelids fluttered, granting you the privilege of witnessing how pure love and adoration filled his amber eyes the moment they landed on you. The corners of his lips curled up in a sleepy smile, the hand previously resting underneath his pillow snaking its way forward to grab yours and smoothly intertwined your fingers together. 

“Good morning,” he softly greeted you. 

“Good morning, did you sleep well?” 

You smiled, now moving even closer. His body moved automatically, allowing you to snuggle against his chest as he wrapped his free arm around your figure, pulling you as close as possible. You rested your head on where his heart was, listening to the steady and comforting beat of his heart. Aventurine chuckled; the sound making echoes ripple through his body as he ran his hand through your hair. 

“Yes, although I was awakened due to a certain someone staring at me,” he teased, nothing but fondness in his voice. 

You huffed, fingers idly tracing circles on his bare skin that was exposed by his pajamas. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Anyway, shouldn’t you be getting up for work now? I’m sure you’re needed for today.”

Your lover merely hums and rests his chin on top of your head, grip around your figure tightening slightly. “Nope, I took today off so we can spend the whole day in bed, if that’s what you wish.”

Shivers ran down your spine when you felt his finger teasingly sliding underneath your shirt, moving upward. You quickly pulled his hand out, causing a pout to form on his face. You rolled your eyes, allowing him to untangle his fingers from yours. 

“No Kakavasha, we can just spend our morning like this. No funny business, do you hear me?” You arched an eyebrow. 

“Fine, if that’s what my beloved says. We should get more sleep since we don’t have anything better to do,” he sighed, grinning ear to ear when you agreed.

Your muscles instinctively relaxed as you soon fell asleep and it didn’t take Aventurine long to follow suit, joining you in the land of dreams.

BETTER SCENERY. . .ᐟ — kinich.

᱖ content: established relationship, reader is gender-neutral, kinich’s personality might be ooc, tooth-rotting fluff.

᱖ from hye: finished natlan’s quest and i am now in love with kinich, thank you for attending my ted talk.

“Wait, I can’t do this! I think I’m going to fall!” You shrieked, squeezing your eyes shut as you clung onto Kinich for dear life, as if he was your final lifeline. Except it proves to be quite accurate in your current position. 

You could feel the wind slapping your cheeks as you moved through the sky. The way Kinich moved is with ease and many years of experience put into it. Your grip tightened on your partner’s frame as you buried your face in his chest, trying to hide your face. 

“Don’t be silly, you won’t fall,” he chuckled.

His laugh would have made your heart skip a beat if it weren’t for the fact that both of you were flying across the sky at lightning speed. An undignified noise left your lips when he made an abrupt turn to his right, resulting in you tightening your grip, if that was even possible. After what felt like decades, Kinich finally came to a stop as his speed gradually slowed down. Your shoulders sagged with relief the moment you felt solid ground beneath your feet. 

However, the moment your feet touch the ground, your knees immediately give way. You would have kissed the ground if Kinich had not caught you in the nick of time. You flashed him a grateful smile; a gesture he returned with his own. To everyone else, Kinich appears aloof and unapproachable, always asking people how much they are willing to pay him for his service. But when it comes to you, Kinich appears as a different person. 

When he is with you, he is more expressive. Kinich always makes it a point to have you stay within his sight, not wanting you to stray away from him to the point he could not find you. The last thing he wants is for you to stumble into the jaws of danger and he doubts he could ever forgive himself for putting you in harm’s way. Once he deems you are steady enough to walk without his help, he moves away but still remains close; the thought behind his action makes your heart flutter in your chest. 

You inhaled and exhaled, breathing in the fresh air Natlan has to offer. “You know, no matter how many times I’ve come here, this view never fails to take my breath away.”

“Hm.” 

Kinichi said nothing, choosing to merely hum in response. He crossed his arms, standing slightly behind you on your right as he observed you from the corner of his eyes. He was able to get a glimpse of how your eyes drink in the scenery spread out before you, how your eyes literally twinkled in delight and joy and how your lips parted, forming a silent ‘O’ shape. The sight of you acting like a child stepping out to explore the outside world made his eyes softened. 

“Kinich, why are you standing there? Come here!” 

He blinked, caught off-guard when you dragged him forward with your fingers interlocked together; not like he has the intention of letting go in the first place. He eventually finds himself standing beside you, shoulders touching. Caressing your knuckles with his gloved fingers, he could not find it in himself to tear his eyes away from you.

“Hey, stop staring at me. It’s embarrassing,” you muttered, your cheeks flushing red the longer you felt his piercing gaze on you. 

“Nah, I prefer this view instead,” he teased, letting out a rare laugh when you smacked his shoulder, too flustered to utter a single word. 

All he could pray for was he could spend the rest of his life with you by his side and perhaps, he might find life to be more worth living for. 

. 𓏲࣪ ִֶָ ︎ִֶָ HAIKYUU MASTERLIST 𖤐

SUNA RINTAROU.

do you have a girlfriend?

. 𓏲࣪ ִֶָ ︎ִֶָ HONKAI STAR RAIL MASTERLIST 𖤐

DAN HENG

boyfrieng! dan heng who

AVENTURINE

morning tranquil

JING YUAN

sunrise serenity

── ❝ written by niki ! she was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. 𓍯 she was beautiful for the way she thought. ❞

📩 : she was the kind of beautiful that couldn’t be captured in pictures or described in words—because her beauty was felt, in the warmth of her presence and the light she brought to everyone around her. ୨୧.