Tooru Oikawa X F!Reader ( Part 12 ) [ Final ]

Tooru Oikawa x F!Reader ( part 12 ) [ final ]

❝ my love for him is much like winter, a skeleton for the world to see. too bad he never liked the cold. ❞

description: being the neighbor and lifelong best friend of tooru oikawa definitely had it’s perks. you were never an outcast, always had a seat at lunch, got into volleyball games for free. the problem was, however, that being in love with him outweighed those perks. you would never tell him that, though, even if it hurt like hell.

genre: best friends to lovers, angst, unrequited love, fluff if you squint hard enough

word count: 2,517

warnings/notes: this is it, folks! thank you all for the love and support with this & for welcoming me so warmly to the haikyuu fandom. i cannot wait to write more for kawa or kuroo. thank you all for sticking around for the end! <3

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— dreaming of y/n cheating on them even though they're not in a relationship

featuring! : kageyama, oikawa, bakugou, monoma, karma, asano, gojo, megumi

summary! : they have a dream of you cheating on them and completely forgets that you two are just friends

warnings! : cursing, lots of shouting, Asano lowkey being Draco Malfoy, mentions of homicide on behalf of Karma Akabane

a/n! : this ain't my original idea :)

Tobio Kageyama

the second he enters the gym he shouts "Y/N BOKE!" while stomping towards you with a frown on his face

you're one of their managers

everyone is confused asf

"DON'T YOU EVER DARE CHEAT ON ME! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW SCARED I WAS WHEN I HAD A DREAM THAT YOU CHEATED ON ME?!" He shouts

confusion shot through your body as you nervously rubbed your cheek

"but Kageyama-kun we aren't dating" you answered

Kageyama's face turned red out of embarrassment while everyone in the gym bursts out in laughter

"WOW I SHOULD HAVE RECORDED THIS" - Tanaka

"WHAT A NICE WAY TO CONFESS YOUR UNDYING LOVE FOR YOUR QUEEN KING!" - Tsukishima

You chuckled slightly as you patted Kageyama's shoulder

"Feelings are mutual Kageyama-kun wanna go on a date?" you ask with a shy smile on your face

silence

just silence

a few minutes later Kageyama was like "o-of course! but don't cheat on me"

Tooru Oikawa

you're iwa's sister in here

"IWA-CHANN" Oikawa shouts as he dramatically entered the gym

"Y/N-CHAN IS CHEATING ON ME!"

you're their manager btw

you shot him a 'what the fuck' look when you heard him. head turning to his direction looking at him as if he was crazy

"the fuck you talking about shittykawa?!" Iwaizumi growls angrily "you're not even dating my sister"

oh..right

*laughs nervously*

everyone bursts out of laughter. Makki and Mattsun on the floor wiping their tears. Kunimi hitting Kindaichi's arm. Kindaichi laughing but also being in pain bc of Kunimi. Yahaba trying to catch his breath. Mad Dog standing in the corner with a small teasing smile on his face

"iWaA-cHaNnN" Makki mocks

"y/N-cHaNNn iS cHEatiNg oN mEeeE" Mattsun continues

his face turns pale as he stared at the ceiling

you snicker and stand up "damn this sure is a way to say you love me" you say letting out an exaggerated sigh

everyone laughs more. Iwa lowkey teasing Oikawa about it

Oikawa sulks in the corner but everyone freezes at your next words

"feelings are mutual don't worry"

Katsuki Bakugou

mf slams his door open. comes down to the common room while stomping like a child who didn't get the toy he wants

"OI SHITTY WOMAN! DON'T YOU FUCKIN' DARE CHEAT ON ME! ESPECIALLY NOT WITH SHITTY HAIR!" he shouts angrily pointing you who was talking to Mina

confused you opened your mouth to say something but he beat you to it

"I HAD A DREAM THAT YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH SHITTY HAIR OK?!" he says "c'mere baby. look I know I'm not sweet and all but...I love you. I love you too much to lose you" he hugs you showing you how much he loves you in front of everyone for them to know you belong to him

that is until...

"Baku-kun we're not dating" you say looking up at him with innocent doe eyes

man's face turned pale as everyone bursts out of laughter

"Y-YOU LITERALLY CONFESSED YOUR UNDYING LOVE FOR HER BAHAHHA" Kaminari says as he continiously hits his fist against the table

"WHO KNEW BAKUBRO WAS SOOOO ROMANTIC?" Sero teases

"c'MeRE bAbY. lOoK i kNOw i'M nOt sWeET aND-" Bakugo cuts Kirishima off

"SHUT UP! I'LL BLOW ALL OF YOU UP!" He shouts

you snicker and put a hand on Bakugo's shoulder, catching his attention

"Let's go on a date and once you ask me out you'll have the privilege to call me yours and tell me not to cheat on you"

Neito Monoma

mf really slammed his hands on your desk the moment he entered the classroom grabbing everyone's attention

"Ok listen here pretty girl, you." he points at you "are mine" he points at himself "and no one. absolutely no one can take you away from me!"

he sighs as he received weird looks from the others. "I had a dream that you cheated on me"

you looked at him confused

"Monoma...we're not dating" you answered awkwardly

his face turns pale as an awkward tension filled the room

some were coughing awkwardly, some were checking the time on their watch or phone every 10 seconds and some were whistling while their eyes drifted everywhere but you or Monoma

ok some are trying their hardest not to laugh but the awkward tension is literally flowing around the room and bouncing against the walls

"so uhh..you love me?..or something?" you ask

Monoma sighs before nodding "there's no use in denying it anyways"

Kendo smiles. Happy that Monoma finally got to confess his feelings but she was worried about you

how would you react?

do you feel the same? hopefully yes

would it- her thoughts were cut off when you spoke

you chuckled and looked up at him "that's nice to hear..feelings are mutual don't worry"

Karma Akabane

you were walking up the hill with Rio ; who was teasing you about your crush on Karma

"Y/N L/N-CHAN!" Karma shouted while running towards you and Rio

Rio flashed you her signature teasing smirk

fucking devil

"WHAT DOES ASSANO HAVE THAT I DON'T?!" Karma asked while frowning making you and Rio confused

"sorry..nevermind. I just had a dream that you cheated on me with Asano..but you'll never do that right?" He turns to you with pleading eyes

"please tell me you won't. I can't lose you Y/n-chan I love you too much. I swear I'm commiting homicide if you cheat on me" He says with his hands on his hips

Rio turns to you

"you guys are dating?" She asks with his brows furrowed

you shook your head while laughing nervously

"Karma-kun..we're not....." you trailed off with your eyes glued to the ground

there was an awkward silence between the three of you for a few minutes before Rio bursts out laughing

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA H-HE HAHAHAHA HE ACCIDENTALLY CONFESSED TO YOU"

Karma's face turned red "s-shit...ok uhh FORGET I SAID ANYTHING BYE-"

he was about to run away to save himself from the embarrassment but you gripped his wrist

you smiled warmly at him "I love you too"

he smiled back. hands finding their way to your waist pulling you close to him. and just as he was about to kiss you

"can you not? I'm still standing right here you assholes" Rio says

Gakushuu Asano

you're in class 3 a

so everyone was peacefully chatting and conversing with their friends

you and your friends on the other hand are talking about crushes. so when one of your friends asked who you like a little too loud for the whole class to hear everyone's attention was on you

"don't lie you bitch" one of your friends teased

blushing slightly you rubbed your neck as your eyes flickered around the room "uhm...Asano i guess" you muttered loud enough for everyone to hear

they started cheering and teasing you. that is until a certain strawberry blonde haired boy entered

he walked towards you with a frown. everyone watching intensely

"you." he pointed at you "don't ever cheat on me I swear my father will hear about it and will expel whoever they are."

everyone deadpanned

didn't you just say you like him???

wtf???

what the hell was going on?

you coughed awkwardly and looked away from him "but we're not dating Asano-kun"

the rest of the big 5 bursts out laughing while some students tried to keep in their laughter as a slightly awkward tension filled the room

"fuck" he mutters. face turning red out of embarrassment

"looks like feelings are mutual eh?" Ren smirked

now it was Asano's turn to be confused

"huh?" he muttered. head tilted to the side

"L/n likes you you moron!" Tomoya laughed out

"well..We're dating now then" Asano says turning to you

Satoru Gojo

he was talking to Nanami about it

yes this mf is alive

"You know..I had a dream that Y/n cheated on me with I don't know who then I got mad and woke up first thing"

and as if on cue you entered

"hey guy-" Gojo cuts you off "YOU WON'T CHEAT ON ME RIGHT?!"

you tilted your head to the side confused

cheat on him?

where tf is he getting this?

"I had a dream that you cheated on me but you won't right? RIGHT?!"

you stared at him weirdly before Nanami spoke

"why would she cheat on you? you guys are not even dating" he pointed out

he paled

his lips turning into a thin line as his arms that was all over the air fell

"oh" he muttered

tilting your head you asked "are you like.. in love with me? or something?"

he gulped as you and Nanami stared at him

"uhhhh...i uhm i really no- i"

Nanami lets out a frustrated sigh before rubbing his palms on his face

"yes he does, otherwise he won't be making a big deal out of that dream"

Gojo's face turned red. Sweat forming in his palms as he let out a nervous laugh

you let out a giggle before smiling "no need to worry. I feel the same"

Megumi Fushiguro

it was during the time y'all were playing baseball

he accidentally fell asleep on your shoulder

but you let him be

everyone besides you was playing while he was peacefully sleeping

then suddenly

"Y/N NO!" He shouted. eyes shooting open as jolted up from his sleeping position on your shoulder or head if he's taller than you

everyone's attention was now on the two of you

"idiot are you alright or what?" Nobara asked raising a brow

he looked around and when his eyes landed on you he hugged you

you felt wet dropplets falling to your baseball uniform

wait what?

dropplets? is he-

"Megumi..are you crying?" you asked your hand rubbing his back

everyone walked towards you two concerned

"i..i had a dream that- that you cheated on me" he says sadness evident in his voice "y-you won't do that right?"

you smiled softly. hands holding his face as you shook your head

"of course not!" you pecked his lips "i love you and only you alright?"

he smiled and nodded

y'all were getting in the moment. sweet and romantic tension filling the air

and then..

"you guys..are dating?" Nobara asks

you and Megumi turned to them pale faced

"tuna tuna" Inumaki mutters

"BAHAHAHAHA I-IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS?!" Itadori laughs out

everyone joined along laughing at you and Megumi who's pale faced and embarrassed

"b-but hey! at least we know that we both feel the same way!" you argued as Megumi nodded in agreement

all credits go to kamisbunny 2021 do not copy or repost

I love this omg

under the same moon, on the same sea — megumi fushiguro (02.)

pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader

word count: 4.2k

content: pirate au, friends to enemies to lovers, slow burn, sfw, Poorly written angst

note: I Feel So Bad this chapter is so rushed.. the next one will be much better i Swear x

prologue | 01 | 02

Your eyes fluttered open at the feeling of a cold, damp cloth being gently pressed onto your forehead. Droplets of water invaded your vision and you tried to blink them away, your hand moving up to rub at your eyes.

“Morning, my dear.”

Tilting your head to the side, you winced at the dull ache at the back of your head, “Mother?”

She looked at you with a warm but tiny smile, tilting her head just the slightest to meet your eyes. “How’s your head?” Lolling your head back to face the ceiling, you sighed, “A little achey.”

You closed your eyes in an attempt to recollect yourself, trying to recall the events that occurred before you fell asleep. Even just straining to think about it made the dull throbbing in your head spike up and you groaned before images of yesterday’s events revealed themselves to you in quick flashes.

You saw your crew members, saw the look on their faces, saw Megumi. Your heart began to race as you remembered your fight and the look that your crewmates gave you when you were tossed away from him.

“What happened?” You croaked out, the memory of it all deeming you too weak to even look at your mother properly.

She let out a soft noise of amusement, hands moving forward to encase yours in her own.

“I don’t know the technicalities of it, I’m afraid,” She sighed, “But you strained yourself a lot in your fight. And when you were thrown down, along with the heat…” Her grip on your hands tightened a little, almost as if she was too afraid to think about what the worst repercussions would have been. “You fell unconscious.”

Embarrassment crept in your blood like poisonous venom, consuming you wholly but slowly, the most painful way of all. To think that you knocked out so quickly after just seeing Megumi, to think that he saw you at such a weak point.

Sure, he’s seen you much weaker, but this was different.

You quietly mumble to your mother that you don’t really want to talk or think about it. She respects your decision and nods as she wrings out the cloth, but her throat is begging her to bring up the sticky situation. She knows you well enough to know that the entire thing regarding Megumi probably ate away at your heart, and she knew very well that it must've been driving him mad as well. It was in his eyes as he hauled your unconscious form into the quarter, babbling incoherently about how you'd passed out right beside Yuji, about how your forehead felt much too hot to be normal, about how much he just wanted you to be okay.

Your mother would never reveal that to you, though.

Yuji drops by your sleeping quarter later into the night after all the crewmates had eaten dinner, hope swirling in his heart that you were awake. As he was greeted by your tired eyes, a gentle smile on his face grew and he pulled up a wobbly stool to sit by your hammock.

His voice was soft as he greeted you, “Hey.”

“Hi.”

You appreciated his gentle demeanor.

He tries to catch up with you as much as he can despite the fact that the two of you hadn't even been apart for more than one day. He asks you how you’re feeling, if you’ve gotten enough rest, if you need him to leave, if you want him to replace the little cloth on your forehead.

You assure him (although a little weakly) that everything’s fine and he doesn’t need to do anything else. But Yuji knows, he sees in your eyes, that something else is troubling you. You have something you want to ask but you don’t want to jump the gun yet.

“I, um, I don’t know much about this stuff. Take it with a grain of salt, okay?”

“That’s okay.” There’s a glint of desperation in your eyes.

He plants his elbows on his knees and leans forward as if what he has to say is a heavy secret.

You give him a nod to indicate that he can take all the time he wants.

“When you were fighting that boy,” He finally breathed out, “There was something else going on.”

You remained quiet for him to continue.

“Uh, well… When we were initially under attack, it was only natural that we fought back, right? But there was something weird happening, I don’t know how to explain…”

You felt as if he was referencing the hesitance that everyone carried during the attack.

“I think the crew that fought us were the Zen’ins,” He suddenly blurts, the cohesion of his explanation practically nonexistent. “That’s what the Captain said, anyway. She’s the one that threw you, by the way. So, well- okay, I heard this all from your dad after you had passed out. There was a different Captain a while back ago, but that dude’s dad tried to kill him.”

Your eyes shot open. “Yuji, what?”

“I said to take it with a grain of salt!”

“Yeah, but what the hell are you on about, be more clear! What dude’s dad?”

“The boy you fought. His dad.”

“He fought Naoya?”

Yuji perked up, “Yeah! Him. Maki said that name, I think. Said that he didn’t appreciate how Naoya ran things, that he was corrupt or something. So he tried to kill him, but got killed in the process. Maki really finished him off and everyone voted her as captain since she’s the strongest. I guess everyone really hated that guy.”

“His dad...died?”

“Yeah, if I remember correctly.”

Yuji didn’t understand why you fell quiet so quickly, watching as you kept your eyes trained on the floor. His brows shot up as soon as he heard you sniffle.

“So… Maki is the new captain...wait, where did you even hear all of this?”

You needed more information. Yuji was making it so difficult, and it felt like he threw you random facts that you had to piece together yourself. You couldn’t blame him, but it was hard when Yuji was unfamiliar with names and people, and at any point could he be the source of miscommunication.

“Should I start over?”

It feels like it takes hours. You supposed you could be the one to blame instead of him, since you refrained from explaining anything about Megumi and Toji. That entire ordeal was too much for you to dive into right then.

He finally managed to concisely explain that while you were busy fighting that boy- which you hold back from correcting him and saying Megumi- your father and Maki had made a deal. The two of you had been so caught up in your little fight while both captains demanded that the attack cease, and Maki took it upon herself to end the fight since you had no intention to do so. After you had passed out and had been rushed into your sleeping quarter (Yuji leaves out the fact that it was Megumi who carried you in), both Maki and your father called for a gathering on the ship to set things straight.

To put it simply, Maki did not trust the bonds that Naoya had formed during his time as Captain. Growing up on the ship with him, she was a first-hand witness to his crimes and beliefs, and Toji’s act of defiance only fueled her inner fire more, so she helped him kill Naoya. She took his role as Captain and decided that all previous alliances created by Naoya were to be wiped out.

This eventually led to the attack on your ship, but with your father recognizing the crewmates and change in captain, he practically pleaded with Maki to sort things out.

Yuji let out a huff as he finished, “The only problem now is that your father wants to maintain an allyship with Maki, but I don't think we have anything to really offer. I mean, all we have is food and, like, fabrics. She could probably dump it all out to sea if she really wanted to, I think.”

Yuji was right. Before Naoya had gifted so much, your crew had experienced countless famines and hardships, and your father had practically nothing to his name. If an allyship were to be maintained, someone would probably have to offer their entire heart, body, and soul to Maki for her to even look at them. The chances of her even considering it were beyond slim.

Yuji perks up a little bit in front of you as if an extremely important thought invaded his mind. He cleared his throat roughly, eyes meeting yours before he focused on his fingers,

“I guess I should mention that while your father and Maki work things out, he’s offered to host her crew in some attempt to show his loyalty.”

You felt like you were fourteen again.

You and Megumi were back to playing the avoiding game, staying on opposite sides of the ship at all times, avoiding each other’s eyes, keeping your head down when you heard the other’s voice.

Except, when you were fourteen, you didn’t have Yuji around. If this really were a game, Yuji would’ve been on the level labeled hard mode, because he was making it quite difficult for the two of you to rid of all connections. The boy knew no boundaries, and had no issue in eating breakfast with you in the morning, only to sit by Megumi’s side in the afternoon as he tried to crack through his shell. It was even harder when he’d sit with you at night, munching around an apple core while feeding you little facts about the black-haired boy,

“Did y’know that Maki is Megumi’s cousin?”

“Hm.”

“Makes sense, I think. Both of them are really strong.”

Occasionally, Yuji would ask about why you seemed to have such little interest in the Zen’ins- more specifically, Megumi- since you were the ones hosting them, after all. He said that having Megumi on board created an opportunity to make more friends, since he was around your guys’ age. That’s all Yuji cared about. Friends.

You told him that you could not forgive Megumi for nearly killing you on the day of the attack.

But Yuji knew you too well. He saw that there was something else in your eyes, something tucked away and unspoken. His suspicions were confirmed when he mentioned your name in a (one-sided) conversation with Megumi and saw him tense up. His body language revealed what he did not say.

He calls you out on it one night, when the two of you are in your quarter. He’s facing a dingy, scratched mirror and pulling his skin taut while he tries to shave as smoothly as he can, lips puckered to the side. You’re seated next to him on a stool, your back against the same wall as the mirror so that the two of you can look at each other.

In your hands, you hold two patches of fabric and some thread that’s already been skillfully pulled through the needle. Your stitches are clean and do not waver from the straight line that you envision them to make once you’re finished. Yuji lets his eyes wander over to you before he focuses back on his tiny little blade, pulling it across his cheek to catch the hairs.

“How does Megumi know you?”

You choke on your spit, and unknowingly, you stab the needle through the fabric a bit crookedly.

“Well, he did try to kill me.”

Yuji’s actions do not falter, and he’s got a different kind of air surrounding him now. He’s not playful like he typically is, and his tone isn’t all that lighthearted. But, he doesn’t seem angry either, nor does he look dead serious. He toes the line that splits the two auras apart, and it’s hard to try and read how he feels when his eyes are maintained on his own face through the mirror.

“You two have clearly known each other since before that.”

Frustration nestles itself in your heart. “Did he tell you that?” He pauses his movements to shrug. “Not necessarily,” He starts, focusing back on his blade, “He didn’t need to tell me. It’s kind of obvious, y’know.”

“Well,” You let out with a huff, your mind elsewhere as you haphazardly continue your stitches. You want to say more, want to say something snarky, make a discreet jab at Megumi.

You can’t bring yourself to do it.

Yuji relaxes his face before straightening his back to ease the slight burn from having to do a little crouch to reach the mirror. “Well?” He repeats, smoothing his hand over his cheek to check if he left any area untouched. After silently confirming to himself that it was good, he bent back down to finish off the other side.

“I don’t wanna talk too much about it,” You warn, glancing up at him for a second. “But I’ll just give you a run-down.”

He doesn’t say anything back, but in your heart you know he understands. For a moment, you’re reminded of when the two of you had first met and he was telling you only a sliver of his backstory.

You tell Yuji the truth about the past that you and Megumi shared, leaving out a few details to save yourself from embarrassment. Even though Yuji had a little bit of a dummy-facade, you knew he was pretty perceptive and, more importantly, a fast learner. You didn’t want to reveal anything to him that would indicate the depth of the relationship the two of you shared.

You finished off by recalling the event of Megumi and his father leaving, since that’s where the two of you had left off.

It had gone quiet, and you just wished Yuji would speak up, maybe crack a joke, anything to save you from your sheepishness. He stood up with a sense of finality and pat his freshly shaven cheek, looking down at your fabrics.

“Your stitches look pretty bad, by the way.”

With your eyebrows furrowed, you were close to chewing him out. Your stitches? Bad?

You wanted to swear at him for saying such a thing- how could he, after all the time you spent in your life perfecting your practice, all the times you had pricked yourself- did he even know how long you spent, sewing everyday?

You looked down at your work to check if he was seeing things right.

He was.

Your stitching had gone off the rails, horribly crooked and overlapping the entire time you had been talking to Yuji.

He only smiled at you knowingly.

You really did feel fourteen again, with Megumi still distracting you from every little task.

Nothing really changed after you came clean to Yuji. He didn’t bring it up again, nor did he mention to Megumi that you had told him everything. Things remained the same, with Yuji still teetering between the two of you and occasionally asking you in private how to get Megumi to become more sociable. You would only laugh lightheartedly, wishing him luck because you truly did not have an answer.

Your own feelings had started to confuse you, and multiple times a day you would space out and contemplate what you felt and wanted, only to interrupt yourself and bring yourself back to present time. You’d save all those thoughts for later, for when you’re alone without any possible interruptions. You thought about it as you settled in for bed, thought about it as soon as you opened your eyes in the morning, thought about it whenever Yuji left your side to pester Megumi a little more.

You wanted to dislike Megumi. You wanted to let him go, to grow out of the love-lenses you once saw him with. You felt some sort of resentment towards him and you wanted to use that to make it clear that you didn’t want or need him in your life anymore.

But when you thought really hard about it, and when you let the little voice in the back of your mind speak, it always boiled down to one thing- what you really wanted was Megumi’s attention. You wanted him to recognize you somehow, to acknowledge how you feel, so that maybe this time you could have the upper hand and the last laugh. You wanted a reaction from him.

It felt low. It made you wrinkle your nose and bury your face into your hammock in the dead of night. It felt a little humiliating, honestly. After all this time, you still wanted him somehow.

Only a few days pass until fate grows tired from the silent game that you and Megumi have been playing.

A few crewmates are called out onto the deck to be assigned work. Familiar faces along with you, Yuji and Megumi all crowd around Maki, who seems to have taken over the ship. Your father is at her mercy and does anything she wants, scared that she’ll change her mind and kill you all.

“This ship is filthy,” She scolds, scuffing her feet at the wooden planks to emphasize her statement. The accusation angers you a bit, since it had only gotten dirty so fast due to her clan’s sudden intrusion.

“Cleaning duty,” She starts, eyes hovering over everyone before her.

“Megumi, you take care of it.”

You assume she’s only assigning someone from her own clan so that she doesn’t come off as too self-serving. As everyone staggers away, trying to look busy so she doesn’t call them back, you scoff and mumble to yourself, “Make sure he doesn’t abandon the task halfway through.”

You wanted to be mean. You wanted to be petty. You wanted a reaction out of him. Megumi hears it clear as day, and it makes his eye twitch a little. Yuji hears it too, and he coughs awkwardly, pretending he didn’t hear the comment. You figured that Megumi knew the word abandonment well enough to understand what you were insinuating.

Maki didn’t hear what you said all too clearly, so she assumed you were back-talking, and with a scowl on her face she spat out, “You go help and clean up too.”

It’s awful. It’s the act of avoiding looking at him but needing to reach a certain area to scrub at. It’s silently maneuvering around each other to make sure no spot goes untouched. It’s playing dumb when Megumi finally drops his bucket of water flat on the floor and asks you What the hell was that about?

You feel your heart smile wickedly. Pride surges in as you realize you did, in fact, pull a reaction out of him. He was the first one to lose the quiet game.

“Hm?” You drag out your hum, making it innocent, inquisitive, begging him to elaborate.

“What you said about abandoning the task halfway through. What did you mean by that?”

You know what I meant by that is what you want to tell him. You want to argue and fight. But you hold your tongue and only provoke him more by calmly explaining as you dip a cloth in your water bucket and wring it out. “Well, you know,” You say with a faux sort of lightness in your voice, “‘Figured you might be... familiar with abandoning things. Especially once you’ve already devoted yourself to it.”

“I never abandoned you. Never on purpose.”

You arch your eyebrow as you slowly look up at him. “I never said you abandoned me.”

His eyes flash with hurt as he realizes you caged him into admitting what he did.

“But since you’re so defensive about it, might as well bring it up.”

“(Y/N),” He starts, making a step towards you as if it’ll help ease the situation.

You hold up the wash rag defensively like it’s a weapon, as if the water bunched up within it is poisonous. He reacts like it is, too, flinching as some droplets of water fling towards his way, and he stops his movement.

“Don’t feed me any excuses,” You say firmly, your previous light tone completely gone. “I’m not a fan of your little performances, Megumi. Don’t tell me you were going through changes, like when we were kids. Don’t tell me you left just like that because you had to follow the path of your father.”

He balled up his fists at his sides. “Don’t bring up my father.”

At that instant, for even the smallest second, regret washed over your face. You felt guilty for mentioning his dad, considering the circumstances. Megumi had to face that loss alone.

But your pride wouldn’t let you slip. You held your ground and kept a firm look on your face as you gazed up at him.

As you finally held eye contact with him for so long, a record breaking amount of time ever since the two of you fought, Megumi felt his heart falter. He took advantage of the moment, trying to discreetly scan over your features. You were so pretty, despite your petty behavior and attitude. Always so pretty to him.

“Look,” He started, maintaining his composure in an attempt to confront the situation calmly. Heaven knows what Maki would do if she found the two of you fighting again. “I didn’t want to leave, I had to. That was all Naoya wanted. Just my father and I.”

“I know you didn’t want to go,” You rasped, then shook your head abruptly. “No. I didn’t know. I hoped you didn’t want to leave.”

Megumi felt a prickle behind his eyes, the kind that was always unwelcome. The kind that he always shoved away, down deeper and deeper. It was the kind of prickle that made him want to close his eyes and collapse exhaustedly till the little stings turned into tears. He wanted nothing more than to fall into your hold and let it out.

But he knew it was probably too late. He thinks that if you saw his tears fall, you’d simply turn the other cheek.

“I didn’t want to go.” He repeated, as if to reassure you.

You felt frustration rise within your chest and out of your mouth as if it was vomit, the feeling evident in your words as you retorted scratchily, “Then why didn’t you care, back then? Why couldn’t you at least say goodbye?”

Something changed in Megumi’s face. It happened within a second, as soon as you had finished your first sentence. It was the first time that you would probably say he looked really upset with you. The type of upset that left his eyebrows raised, eyes ridden with unbridled shock and irritation. He saw the change in your face, too, as your guard wavered while you tried to figure out what he was feeling.

“I didn’t care?”

His tone made you want to drop everything and plead for forgiveness. You knew now that you had pushed his buttons.

Megumi scoffed and shook his head, and the sight of it made you feel overcome with shame. He picked up his water bucket and spun on his heel to walk away, to create space between the two of you.

“Yeah. I didn’t care.”

You stumbled after him like a pathetic puppy, your mind reaching and grasping at anything to try to smoothen the situation out. Your voice came out the weakest it had ever been, shaky and quiet, like you really were about to cry. “No, I didn’t know that- I didn’t mean that, Megumi-”

Megumi whirled around to face you again, suddenly too close, towering over you.

He looks into your eyes and thinks that if you hadn’t said what you said, if you hadn’t pushed that boundary, he probably would’ve felt incredibly guilty for scaring you like this. His face felt hot with resentment, and he couldn’t help the bitter tone that played out with his words, “No. No, forgive me, (Y/N), for ever thinking that I could speak for myself. I don’t know how I lasted on that ship without you there to speak on my behalf.”

It was his turn to be mean, and petty, and hurtful. He got the reaction he wanted, too, when your eyes flashed with pain.

He moved to turn back around, but he hesitated and stopped halfway, refusing to look at you. “And,” He started again, voice a little shakier too, “I did try to say goodbye. Naoya didn’t allow me to.”

He remembered it so vividly. Gesturing frantically to the door of your quarter, begging Naoya to let him go for just a second to speak with you one last time. No one on the ship had ever seen Megumi so worked up and defiant, eyes lit up with anger and panic.

Naoya only tsked and shook his head with a snarky kind of smile, ushering Megumi away with his hand on his back. He remembers the condescending tone of his voice when he said People everywhere will love you. I assure you, your little lovebird is easily replaceable.

Your words were caught in your throat as you watched him walk off.

Again and again, it always felt like Megumi was being pushed and pulled away.

synopsis. after his football teammates suggested that dating other people or letting them set him up with people they know, akaashi keiji thought that it might be a good idea so he can erase his feelings for you. but, late-night skates, usual movie nights, dinner routine, football matches, and gig performances tells him otherwise.

or akaashi keiji finds it hard to keep his feelings at bay when he’s starting to notice that maybe, you might be in love with him as well.

pairing. akaashi keiji/reader

genre. fluff, angst, pining, slow burn, humor

contains. roommates au, friends to lovers au, football player au, tattoo artist au

warnings. alcohol consumption, mention of sexual intercourse (but it’s not detailed), long-haired and pierced akaashi, haikyuu characters that are mentioned in here are part of a football team, wholesome interaction between the hq characters that are part of the football team

word count. 17K

notes. omg it’s finally here! i’m so excited publishing this because it took me so long to finish this and i’ve really worked so hard for this fic :D i would like to thank my ever lovely angel baby nona @aiiishiiiteru​ for beta reading this for me! you were so lovely with your comments and suggestions! your words gave me confidence <3 anyway, if you happen to come across this fic and if you’ve enjoyed it, please don’t hesitate to reblog or give feedbacks <3 reblogs will help me a lot and your feedbakcs will be highly appreciated :D !!! thank you so much <3

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“Is it finished already? Is Keiji done?”

You were panting heavily when Makki, Mattsun, and Suna saw you making your way over to the bleachers. Sitting down beside Suna, your eyes wandered around the vast expanse of the field, trying to catch a glimpse of a certain dark, long-haired guy, but there’s none. So, you turn your head around to look at Suna beside you.

“What? Is it done? Did I miss it?” you asked, worry laced in the tone of your voice.

“Yeah, you did.”

It was Mattsun who answered your question. You thought he’s playing around with you but when you stared at him, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze didn’t falter as it screams nothing but seriousness. Then you feel dread filling your entire body as you mutter countless oh no’s, hand coming up to grasp your forehead as you fish out your phone in your pocket. You didn’t mind Makki chuckling beside his best friend because all you could focus on is to call Akaashi and apologize. After all, you were late for his tryout.

You’re about to dial his number when you heard Makki shouting.

“Akaashi! There you go! Come on!” then he claps his hands like crazy.

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I hc that oikawa would be into curvier girls with tummies and thick thighs, preferably on the shorter side,like he'd love for them to have medium length/short hair too.