A/N: Hey Guys! This Is My First Time Writing A Haikyuu!! One Shot With Our Lovely Kiyoomi And My First

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first time writing a Haikyuu!! one shot with our lovely Kiyoomi and my first time trying to write a one shot in general.

A huge thanks to @lyditheoverthinker and @satisfactooru for helping me write this, I couldn’t have done it without you <3 Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated!<3 PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARIZE MY WORK!

genre: fluff, slightly suggestive

warnings: atsumu’s flirting (beware), cursing, kissing

words: 5355

The Bark of the Jackal (Kiyoomi Sakusa x!Reader)

Kiyoomi opens the door to the apartment that he shares with you and enters inside. He drops his gym bag right at the entrance, takes his shoes off with a sigh and tucks them back into the shoe drawer. Taking off his soft golden MSBY Jackals jacket, he hangs it up on the coat rack, putting his keys up there afterwards as well. He takes off his mask and gloves, throwing them in the trash, and then enters the guest bathroom near the entrance door, where he washes and disinfects his hands. He walks into your dark living room, a wide space connected to the kitchen, and goes to the fridge to get himself some cold water. As he opens the fridge door, he sees your figure coming inside from the balcony out of the corner of his eye. You’re holding the phone in one hand, humming along to the tunes of ‘How far I’ll go’ while in your other hand you hold an empty watering can. The plastic tool falls loudly on the floor the moment you see Kiyoomi’s dark figure and you’re quick to take your headphones out of your ears.

“Jesus, Kiyo, you startled me. I thought you weren’t gonna be home for another hour or so.’’

“Practice ended early”, Kiyoomi merely states, not acknowledging your outburst and pouring himself some water in a glass he took from the cupboard.

“Coach wanted us to take some time off since we have a game this weekend.’’

"Oh okay, that was really nice of him,’’ you retort with a smile as you watch your boyfriend put the water bottle back into the fridge.

‘’I thought you would be at work today,’’ he says while he looks at you with questioning eyes.

You put your phone and headphones on the counter, hop on it and look at him with a bright smile. He absolutely adores that about you.

‘’Nope. The guy that offered me that new nurse job two weeks ago called me this morning and asked if I could start tomorrow already. I got my stuff from the ICU station after the call ended and left.’’ Your smile weakens a little and you look down to the black marble floor.

You absolutely love your job as a nurse! You love to take care of people and always make sure that the patients are in good hands and look nice when the family arrives later on for a visit. But your coworkers are not the easiest people to get along with and the depressing environment is just too much for you to handle. You want a change in life when it comes to your work environment. Which is why you looked for a new job. So you searched up on some websites for new job offers and found some interesting stuff.

‘LOOKING FOR HOSPITAL DAYCARE WORKER (NEEDS NERVES OF STEEL AS THESE KIDS ARE A HANDFUL)’

‘LOOKING FOR TABLE TENNIS TEAM MEDIC’

‘LOOKING FOR PARAMEDIC/MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL AS SPORTS TEAM MEDIC’

Kiyoomi sees your sad look and puts the glass on the counter. He takes careful steps towards you and stands between your legs. You feel a hand softly grasp your chin to tilt it up. Your gaze meets Kiyoomi’s beautiful dark eyes as he gives you a small smile. It really adorned his features.

‘‘Whatever you decide, I will always support you and I will always love you. And I am 100% sure you will feel a lot better in your new job than in that germ-infiltrated place. And those assholes from your old station didn’t even appreciate the effort you put into your work,’’ he explains while gazing at you with a loving look.

You stare back into his eyes and give him a teary smile.

‘‘Thank you Omi. I really needed that.’’

His hand wanders from your chin to your cheek and cups it warmly. He leans forward and touches his forehead with yours, closes his eyes and he exhales deeply through his nose.

He inches his lips a little closer to yours and gives you a soft kiss on the lips.

After he pulls back, he drops his hand off your face and walks towards the empty glass on the counter to put it in the dishwasher.

You jump off of the counter and start taking out the ingredients for tonight's dinner.

‘’I am gonna take a shower and then help you with making the food," Kiyoomi calls over his shoulder as he walks to the bathroom.

‘’Sounds good thank you!’’ You tell him back with a smile on your face as you start cutting the vegetables.

After dinner, the two of you sit on the black leather couch you bought a year ago and watch a new episode of ‘The business proposal’ on Netflix.

Kiyoomi has one of his arms wrapped around your shoulder while softly rubbing your arm with his fingers. His other arm is resting on the back of the couch. You’re all cuddled up next to his side with your super soft gray Pusheen blanket laid across your lap and your legs, comforting you. You have been fiddling with your fingers a long time, something you always do when you’re extremely nervous.

‘’You’re gonna rub your skin off, if you continue this,’’ Kiyoomi states without taking his eyes off the screen.

‘’I am sorry. I’m just nervous for tomorrow.’’ You stop fiddling with your fingers and place them on your lap. Kiyoomi reaches over to hold your hand and give it a reassuring squeeze.

‘’You will do just fine tomorrow. I know I have practice in the morning but if something is not right with you, you can always text me.’’ He then brings your hand towards his lips to kiss your knuckles softly.

You look back to him with a small smile and rub your head against his chest like a cat looking for pets. Kiyoomi chuckles a little bit and pulls you even closer, resting his chin on top of your head.

After two episodes, Kiyoomi hears the soft sound of your snoring and peeks down at you to see that you have fallen asleep. He takes the remote in his hand and turns off the TV. Picking you up bridal style and making sure not to wake you up, he carries you to your shared bedroom. Thankfully the door is already slightly open, so all Kiyoomi has to do is kick the door gently with the back of his foot to open it further and carry you inside. The light of the moon shines through the window, giving the room a soft glow. The moonlight reflects on your face, illuminating your beauty even more, making his heart skip a beat. Even though it’s been two years already since the two of you started dating, he feels like he falls in love with you all over again every time he looks at you.

Kiyoomi pulls the big gray covers back and gently lays you down on your side. He steps around the bed and takes off his shirt but leaves his sweats on. After he undresses, he throws his shirt into the washing basket that’s next to the closet. When he climbs into bed next to you, Kiyoomi covers himself and you with the blanket, giving you a gentle kiss on your head and mumbling a quiet ‘Good night’ into your hair. Afterwards he wraps his arms around you, pressing his bare chest against your back and closes his eyes, falling asleep in seconds.

———————————————————————————

The next morning, Kiyoomi arrives later than usual at the gym and notices that all the other cars of his team players are already there. He quickly grabs his gym bag from the passenger seat and puts on a fresh mask. As he gets out of his car, Kiyoomi shivers immediately due to the cold wind blowing in his face. With quick steps he walks up the stairs towards the gym entrance and puts the sleeve of his jacket over his hand, in order to avoid touching the door handle. A second later he opens the heavy door and enters inside. Kiyoomi is immediately greeted by the flying volleyballs all over the court and hears the sound of running squeaky gym shoes. As his eyes scan the court, he notices that the Coach isn’t there yet, which is odd since he always arrives before anybody else does. Kiyoomi’s steps carry him into the direction of the locker room. His hands grab the ice cold combination lock of his locker and the lock opens with a loud click. The locker door opens with a squeaky sound and Kiyoomi winces at the loud noise. After he is changed, he puts his valuables and his mask into the locker and sees that the top of his phone is blinking green, which signals that he missed a call. Shrugging his shoulders he closes the locker door with a gentle slam and decides to call the person back after practice is over.

As Kiyoomi re-enters the gym, he starts walking towards his teammates and stretches with them.

‘’Hey Omi-Omi, yer finally here! We were all worried sick, that something terrible might have happened to ya!’’ Atsumu dramatically puts a hand on his chest.

‘’Shut it Miya’’, Kiyoomi snaps at Atsumu as he begins to stretch his legs.

He looks around and sees his teammates Hinata and Bokuto reenacting karate stances and sounds from the action movie they watched the prior night at the movie theater.

‘Stupid idiots’, Kiyoomi rolls his eyes and continues to stretch. Flexing his wrists, he waits for the usual ‚pop‘ sound coming from his joints.

He hears the distant voice of their Team Captain as he talks on the phone. Meian hangs up and puts his phone down on the bench where the rest of the players‘ phones are laying.

Meian jogs over to his team and announces the news that the Coach has just told him.

‘’Alright guys, now that you are all here, the Coach is going to be here any minute with the new Team Medic. Now please behave yourselves or I will make you run extra laps! Outside.’’ The tall and sturdy builded Captain adds dramatically, before giving each member a sharp look, lingering on Atsumu a little longer than the others.

Atsumu looks bewildered and shrieks: ,,Whaddya givin‘ me that look for?!’’

The team snickers and goes back to practicing their sets and spikes. Kiyoomi finishes his last spike that he slams with great power over the net. Their Libero Inunaki is not able to receive it, making the volleyball slam into his shoulder and bounce away. Kiyoomi feels the sweat from his forehead running down his face and he grabs a towel to wipe the sweat off. He walks over to Meian and tells him that he needs to use the restroom. The black haired Middle Blocker takes a swig out of his water bottle and nods in reply. Kiyoomi heads towards the restroom and drops his used towel into the washing basket.

As soon as the door closes, the entrance door to the gym opens and a beautiful girl walks in. The MSBY members give each other confusing looks- before gawking back at you.

Hinata skips towards you with a bright smile on his face. ‘His smile is almost as bright as the sun’, you chuckle to yourself as you walk over to the team.

‘’Hey! You must be the new Team Medic! I am Hinata Shoyo pleased to meet you!’’ Hinata stretches out his hand for you to shake. You looked at his outstretched hand and hesitated for a second, remembering the disgusting and unhygienic stories Kiyoomi told you about his teammates. You reach out to accept his handshake and immediately grab the hand sanitizer attached to your personal medical bag. Hinata watches in shock and almost disbelief, as you disinfect your hands right in front of him.

‘’Sorry, nothing against you. It’s just a habit I picked up as a nurse.’’ You explained to him with a reassuring smile.

Before Hinata can say anything else, he is roughly shoved out of the way by the blond Setter, making Hinata lose his balance and fall to the gym floor with a loud thud.

The orange haired Wing Spiker jumps back onto his feet, running towards Atsumu, ready to knock him out. Atsumu keeps his attention on you, while ignoring the little orange haired fuzzball that keeps trying to reach him. Atsumu is holding Hinata back by placing a hand on his face, barely using his strength to keep Hinata away. The human tangerine gives up after a while and stomps away with a pout on his face, mumbling curses under his breath. Hinata joins his other teammates Barnes and Tomas, hoping to forget about Atsumu‘s rude shove of him like a sack of potatoes.

Atsumu leans against the wall with one outstretched arm while crossing one ankle over the other. He has a flirty smile on his face while talking to you and keeps following you around like a lovesick puppy trying to get your attention. Feeling cornered, you just nod along, only giving him short answers trying to move around a little bit.

The restroom door connected to the gym reopens and Kiyoomi steps back into the gym. He rubs the disinfectant from the restroom into his hands and walks back towards his teammates on the court. His head is tilted down, focusing on getting every inch of his skin on his hands clean. Kiyoomi cracks his neck as he looks back up. The sight before him makes him stop dead in his tracks.

He blinks once, then twice, to make sure his mind isn’t playing tricks on him. ‘Am I seeing this right? Is Y/N really here? Why wouldn’t she say anything? What is she doing here–’ Kiyoomi suddenly remembers the words of Meian, echoing in his head. ‘New Team Medic’.

‘Fuck’ Kiyoomi thinks to himself.

He watches with an annoyed expression as Atsumu keeps approaching you, trying to engage you in some small talk. Walking over to one of the benches, he takes his bottle in his hand and continues to observe Atsumu and you. It pisses him off so much that his knuckles turn white on the bottle, as his grip tightens.

‘’Jeez, Omi, you look like you’re ready to kill someone with that look.’’ Bokuto steps into Kiyoomi’s side vision and rests his arm on his shoulder.

‘’Don’t. Touch me’‘,Kiyoomi growls through his teeth while still keeping his eyes locked on you and Atsumu. Bokuto immediately takes his arm away, afraid Kiyoomi will bite his arm off like an angry dog.

Bokuto curiously follows his gaze and finally understands why Kiyoomi sends death stares in Atsumu’s direction.

‘’You jealous of Miya getting close to the new Team Medic?’’, Bokuto asks with a knowing smirk on his face, which irritates Kiyoomi even more.

Kiyoomi tears his gaze away from the two of you to look at Bokuto with a shocked look on his face and he feels like his brain just shut off for a second. ‘What did he just say?!’

‘’Did you just say new Team Medic? Does that mean she is officially hired by Foster?’’Kiyoomi questions with wide eyes.

‘’Uhh I don’t know… Coach told us yesterday after training to be on our ‘best behavior for the next day– ’’, the white-grey haired Wing Spiker quotes with his fingers, ’’I am guessing he was talking about her’’. Bokuto points his bottle towards you and takes a swig out of it.

‘’You gotta admit, she is kinda hot though’’, Bokuto tilts his head as he checks you out.

‘’You think I should ask her out--’’ Bokuto immediately stops himself as he notices Kiyoomi’s deep scowl directed at him.

‘’What? It’s not like you’re dating her or anything.’’

Kiyoomi looks away with a blush on his face and sees the orange haired Wing Spiker approach the two of them as well.

‘’Y/N seems really nice so far! I heard the Coach say that she will be staying with us for the next two weeks. I hope we don’t scare her off, since the last one practically ran away screaming.’’ Hinata wipes his sweat off with his shirt, which disgusts Kiyoomi.

Kiyoomi barely listens to what Hinata is saying, focusing back to you and Atsumu and doesn’t know how much longer he can stand this. You haven’t seem to notice him yet. He feels the need to walk over there and drag the sandy blond Setter away from you. But since no one knows about your relationship, there’s nothing he can do except watch the poor attempts of flirting towards you. Thankfully, even Meian has enough of Atsumu’s pathetic pick-up lines and yells out to him.

‘’MIYA! Leave the poor girl alone, before she realizes that she has to lower her standards to see a guy like you approaching her. Work on your sets a little bit more for the game this weekend!’’ Meian, the Team Captain, scolds the Setter.

Atsumu pouts for a moment and sends a glare towards his Captain’s direction just to immediately go back to talking to you.

‘’C’mon tell me where ya from sweetheart, I have never seen ya pretty face around town.’’

‘’Kurume.’’

‘’Nice. I never met a girl from Kurume before, but yer striking beauty makes my heart skip a beat.’’

‘’Miya, right?’’, you say.

‘’That is correct. Although I wouldn’t mind you calling me other things as well. Besides, Atsumu is just fine too.’’ He winks at you while giving you a million yen smile.

‘’Atsumu. Hate to break it to you but I am already in a relationship.’’

Atsumu’s face drops immediately to a frown.

‘’Wait what? Are yer serious? Who? He surely can’t be better looking than me!’’

You just give him a smile and look past him towards the only man you will ever lay eyes on.

Kiyoomi’s heart skips a beat. So you have seen him.

Atsumu follows your gaze and his frown is replaced with shock.

‘’What?! Are yer being serious right now? Omi-Omi you traitor! I thought we were friends! Why would ya keep someone as hot as her away from yer own teammates?!’’, Atsumu exclaims loudly while staring at the dark curly haired Wing Spiker.

‘’I am pretty sure Sakusa has a valid reason for not telling you guys that he is in a relationship. After all it’s not really any of our business’’, Meian states as he overlooks his teammates like a father scolding his children for getting into trouble at school.

Before anyone can say anything else, their Coach finally walks in and sees the chaos in front of him.

‘’What in the world is going on here?!’’ Coach Foster exclaims loudly. Hinata is about to open his mouth to explain what’s going on but the Coach immediately interrupts him. ,,You know what? I don’t even want to hear it, all of you just get to the court and do a three-on-three game!’’

The MSBY players quickly put their drinks down by the bench and run towards the volleyball court to start their practice game before Foster rips off their heads.

You walk towards Coach Foster with a nervous look on your face which doesn’t go unnoticed.

,,I am really sorry for yelling out like this but if you don’t get loud sometimes, they’ll never be fully under your control. Name’s Coach Foster. We spoke on the phone yesterday. I saw that you already met the team. Again I am sorry about their antics but you’ll get used to it.’’ After explaining, he gives you a small smile which you return.

,,It's fine, really! Nothing I can’t handle. I just wanted to thank you again for giving me the opportunity to be part of this amazing team.’’

The both of you turn around to watch the team playing against each other. You have never seen Kiyoomi play in person before. Sure you have watched him play on TV when he is abroad for games but seeing him in person is a whole new experience.

As you watch him, you can see the deep concentration on his face, as he is really focused on this practice game. ‘He looks so intense, it’s almost like he is in his own world.’ Judging by his eyes, he looks like he is analyzing the speed and the movement of the volleyball that is coming into his direction.

The volleyball that has been set to him, comes flying into Kiyoomi’s direction and he jumps to spike the ball over the net. Unfortunately for Kiyoomi, the ball that Atsumu has set to him awkwardly grazes his right index finger wrong. Suddenly, Kiyoomi feels a very painful snap in his right index finger. The volleyball falls against the net and drops on the floor, signaling a point for the other team on the other side. Holding his right hand, Kyoomi takes a sharp breath and sees that his index finger is slightly bent forward and swollen.

Atsumu walks over to his teammate and is a little bit out of breath when he asks him ,,Omi ya good? Did ya hurt yerself?’’

As he looks down, Atsumu sees Kiyoomi’s injury and takes a resigned sigh through his teeth.

,,Welp, that looks like it could be a problem.’’ Atsumu states as he wipes the sweat off of his forehead with his forearm. His fingers run through his sandy blond hair to get it out of his eyes and comes a little closer, much to Kiyoomi’s dislike.

Kiyoomi takes a few steps to the side to regain distance between him and Atsumu and sends a glare towards the Setters’ direction.

,,Yeah thanks for clarifying that. And keep your distance or I will spray you.’’ Before Atsumu can reply, he looks behind Kiyoomi and sees the Coach and the new beauty of a Team Medic from their team walking into their direction. Kyoomi turns around and sees you rummaging through your medical bag.

,,What happened Sakusa?’’ Bokuto and Hinata slip underneath the net with a mix of confused and worried looks as they look at their curly haired teammate. All the attention from his teammates and them getting too close to his personal space makes Kiyoomi uncomfortable and he starts to back away a little bit more.

Knowing his strong dislike of crowds and his current pain you take out a cold pack and place it gently on his hand while also keeping your distance.

Kiyoomi winces a bit from the sudden cold and shows his injury to their Coach ,,Must’ve hit the ball wrong.’’

Foster turns to you and requests you to take care of the injury.

,,I guess this is your time to shine. Can you attend to his injury in the medical office? Everything should be there. I showed you around earlier so I think you can find your way there. If you can’t fully remember, Sakusa knows where it is.‘’ Foster looks between the two of you and raises his left eyebrow in question.

You nod in affirmation and Kiyoomi follows you into the medical office. As you walk in front of Kiyoomi you can almost feel his gaze burning into your back. Using the key that the Coach has given you, you twist it into the lock of the door. After hearing a ‘click’ you push open the heavy wooden door and flick on the lights. Moving to the side you let Kiyoomi in and close your eyes for a second while inhaling deeply through your nose. Opening your eyes again, you watch as your partner sits down on the examination table, avoiding your eyes.

You close the door, so the privacy remains.

Knowing he is watching you, you turn towards the closet to grab all the necessary materials for a fixation on his finger. Still having your back turned to him, you decide to break the tension.

,,I know you are angry with me but I tried calling you like a hundred times. I really didn’t know that it was your team I applied for as a medic. After I bandaged your finger, I will tell him that this job is not something I was looking for after all.’’ You tell him softly.

Finally turning back to him you can see that his figure is slightly slouched over and you are not able to see his face. Kiyoomi is still holding the ice package placed on his hand but he hasn’t given you an answer yet.

You grab the disinfectant from the tablet on which you have gathered all your things and start to rub the alcohol into your hands.

Sitting down on the rolling chair, you scoot over to his figure and put on your medical gloves.

Gently taking off the ice package from his hand you place it next to him and examine his injured finger.

,,Can you move it?’’ Still not giving you an answer, you start to get a little annoyed with his attitude towards you.

,,Listen Kiyo, I know you are upset with me but at least talk to me.’’

Huffing in an annoyed manner, he continues to stay silent.

,,You know what? If you just want to sit there and pout, that’s fine with me but please let me bandage your finger up so I can at least stabilize it.’’

He finally lifts his head to stare at you and sends you a small glare. Nonetheless, he stretches out his right hand and holds it up for you. Now being able to see the injury a lot more properly, you repeat your question from earlier.

Kiyoomi tries to bend his finger and immediately grimaces due to the pain. Judging by his discomfort in his face you take that as a no. Grabbing the Biofreeze spray bottle, you scoot back a little bit and warn him of the cold of the spray. You spray some Biofreeze on his finger and wait for it to dry.

,,I am not angry or upset with you. I just… I don’t exactly have the words for it. ‘’ Looking to the side, he holds his hands together and tries to think of the correct words.

You patiently wait for him to find his words as you slowly begin to put the brace on his finger.

Pointing to the brace around his finger you ask him in a quiet and very gentle voice to hold it, so you can correctly put the tape on it.

Going by your request, he takes the brace around his finger on both sides and holds it. You wrap the fixation tape around the brace, making sure it’s not too tight but also not too loose.

Inhaling a shaky breath he gazes at you with an intense look.

,,I know it’s probably not your fault’’- he starts but you interrupt him.

,,It’s not.’’ You give him a frown with an annoyed look on your face which he returns.

,,Anyway. And please don’t interrupt me again.’’ He arches a brow at you in question and you give him a small nod in confirmation.

,,I didn’t know what to say or think when I saw you in there. I was more confused than ever, that's for sure. I couldn’t think straight and I thought my mind was playing games with me. But when I saw Miya getting close to you, I unfortunately knew that it was real. N-Not unfortunate because of you being here, I mean I am always really happy to see you, you know that. You were really there. I-I mean you really are here. And about you trying to call me, I am sorry but ever since Bokuto, Hinata and Miya tried to unlock my phone and then disabled it for four freaking hours, I have been putting it into my locker.“

Kiyoomi pauses for a second and looks at your face to brace himself for any signs of anger, annoyance or even resentment. Much to his surprise, he doesn’t find any of those emotions in your face. Insead, you look quite amused yet sympathetic.

,,Oh Kiyoomi, you know I only have eyes for you, no matter what people say. And even someone as annoying as that Miya guy will never take me away from you. I am yours only and I want to apologize for causing your distress and that injury is also my fault and-’’ feeling warm hands on your face, you stop your ranting and look into the beautiful dark eyes of your lover.

,,Hey, hey, breathe. None of this is your fault. I am sorry for my attitude earlier but I mean… you kind of understand why I was being like that earlier right?“

You stand up from your chair and wrap your arms around Kiyoomi‘s neck. Feeling him stiffen up by your sudden affectionate actions towards him, you quickly pull back with a blush on your face. Murmuring a small apology, you move so sit back down again.

Suddenly, you feel his strong hands wrap around your waist, stopping you from sitting down. Kiyoomi rests his head against your stomach, wrapping his arms now fully around your figure. Surprised by his actions, you hesitantly reach around his broad shoulders and press him more towards you, not really caring about his slightly sweaty state. Then again, neither does he seem to mind.

,,Yeah I do know what you mean. Gotta be honest though, seeing you jealous was kind of hot.” You say while giving him a teasing smile.

Kyoomi’s head shoots up immediately by your comment and gives you a bewildered look.

,,Me? Jealous? What on earth are you talking about? You mean because of that shameless idiot Miya?”

You let out a short giggle and and distance yourself a little bit from him but your arms still remain around his strong neck.

Looking deep into his eyes, you give him a reply, which replaces his irritation with annoyance.

,,Yeah I mean Miya. Like I said, I only have eyes for you. From my perspective earlier, you looked like you were burning holes into his head. Also, cut your team some slack; they were just worried about you.“

Kiyoomi takes your words in, deep in thought before you start talking again.

,,Also…“ you bite your lip and give him a mischievous look with a twinkle in your eyes, that doesn’t go unnoticed by him. He just raises a single brow in question and curiosity.

,,Seeing you play in person was kind of hot too. To see all your muscles flexing with each time you move your gorgeous body is so mesmerizing.“ Kiyoomi‘s eyes widen by your comment, a deep blush distributing all over his face.

Giving out a slight chuckle, you pull him a little closer to you again and stare lovingly into the dark eyes of Kiyoomi Sakusa, who has captured your heart since day one.

,,But all jokes aside, if you want to, I can look for a different job if this situation makes you too uncomfortable. That’s the last thing I want you to be.”

Kiyoomi softly shakes his head and gives you a small smile which you widely return.

,,Like I said, whatever you decide, I will always support you and I will always love you. Even if I have to see your face at work and at home now.”

After hearing these words you give out a playful offended gasp and tangle yourself out of his embrace.

,,Gosh I hate you sometimes. So mean to me.”

Kiyoomi sends you a teasing smirk and chuckles a bit at your reaction.

,,Mhm, I hate you too.”

Headcannon #1

You know he always has long days of work behind him.

So like the good s/o you are, you make his favorite food and clean up the house/apartment real nice. You hear the sound of keys unlocking the front door as he walks in with an exhausted frown resting on his face.

But his mood quickly changes as soon as he smells the mouth-watering scent coming from the kitchen.

He drops his stuff at the front door and walks into your shared kitchen, noticing you have your back turned to him, as you hum a lovely song under your breath.

All his senses have been heightened and his bad mood is already so much better, that he slowly walks behind you and wraps his strong arms around your waist.

Gasping in surprise, you immediately smile and blush when the scent of your partner fills your nose.

“Welcome home my love.”

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‘Sup everyone! I have been rewatching the show ‘Supernatural’ and it kinda gave me vibes to write a One Shot of Haikyuu!! In the Supernatural universe. So here we are! Enjoy Atsumu and Kyoomi making a deal! <3

Genre: I honestly don’t know if this counts as angst or fluff lol

Words: 785 (my shortest one yet)

Warnings: making out (for a deal), cursing

Crossroad Demon!Atsumu x Hunter!Kiyoomi

Kiyoomi never thought he would have to go this far. Every cell in his body screams to dig out the little chest he buried in the ground at the cross section he is standing at.

It’s well past midnight and freezing cold outside. No surprise though, since it’s the middle of December in Tokyo.

Kiyoomi glances around at the cross section, impatiently waiting for one of those sons of bitches to show up.

His breath is visible and he shivers so much, hoping that one would show up soon.

“Well, well. Lookie what we have ‘ere.” Kiyoomi closes his eyes and exhales through his nose before turning around.

Before him stands a young guy with short blonde hair, a dark undercut underneath his unkempt strands. His proud stature with a smile so smug, Kiyoomi wants to wipe it off of his face with his fist. He is wearing a full black suit and a maroon tie.

Unfortunately, Kiyoomi has to admit that he is rather handsome for a crossroad demon.

Scowling at him, he chooses not to say anything at first.

“Gotta hand it to ya, hotshot. Ya kinda have a lot of nerve comin’ here. Also, that scowl of yers ain’t suitin’ ya.” The stranger says with a mischievous smile.

Huffing out in an annoyed manner, he decides to speak up.

“I want to make a deal-“ , Kiyoomi gets interrupted immediately by loud obnoxious laughing and it pisses him off.

“Yer jokin’ right? Why would I make a deal with ya? Ya almost tried to kill my brother last time.” Atsumu’s eyes flash in a bloody red briefly before changing back into his normal hazel eyes.

Grinding his teeth in frustration and anger, Kiyoomi continues.

“So you’re Osamu’s twin. I am guessing you’re Atsumu then. I am 100% serious. No devil traps, no tricks and I am not armed.” Emptying his pockets, he tries to convince Atsumu he is unarmed indeed.

Atsumu watches and hums in thought. He walks a little bit closer and rounds Kiyoomi once.

“So tell me whatcha want.” Atsumu turns to him with an arched brow.

“I want you to save my cousin Motoya Komori from death. He has late stage lung cancer and I want you to take the disease away and let him live his life to the fullest without any harm or sicknesses.”

Atsumu considers his words, exhaling slowly.

“Can’t promise ya that any harm won’t ever happen to ‘im. So whaddya givin’ me in return then?”

Kyoomi scrunches his eyes and his jaw locks so tightly, he swears he might feel his teeth crack.

Sensing his hesitation and anger, Atsumu smirks and walks around a little bit more.

“I don’t have all night Kiyoomi Sakusa.” The sandy blond-haired man taunts him in a singing voice.

“Fine. 10 years then.” Kiyoomi spats at him.

Atsumu strikes a thinking pose and taps his fingers against his red cheeks, pondering.

“Mhm lemme think. Nope, don't agree with that.” Atsumu gives him an aggressive sweet smile.

“5 then.” The curly black-haired re-offers.

“How ‘bout this Omi.” Kiyoomi cringes at the nickname. Atsumu slowly strides over to the 6’3” tall hunter, staring deeply into his eyes. Kiyoomi steps back a little bit, regaining some distance between them.

“I give you a year. After that, our doggos will be on yer ass and rip ya apart.”

Kiyoomi thinks about his words, after all, he doesn’t have anything to lose.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath in and out, he forces himself to nod.

Atsumu smirks at the mutual agreement and steps closer toward his client.

Kiyoomi naturally backs away and tenses up.

“Whatcha waitin’ for? Yannow we hafta seal the deal right?” The Crossroad Demon licks his lip seductively and inches closer to the tense hunter.

‘Let’s just get this over with’ Kiyoomi thinks as he grabs Atsumu’s collar and pulls him into a bruising kiss.

The older twin smirks into the kiss, grabbing a fistful of Kyioomi’s hair and tilting his own head to deepen the kiss.

Feeling Atsumu’s tongue in his mouth, Kiyoomi snaps out of it and forcefully pushes the dealer back.

The loud smack echoes in both of their ears as they break apart, breathing heavily.

Kiyoomi wipes off his mouth in disgust, while Atsumu looks like he really enjoyed himself.

“See ya in a year Omi-Omi.” Atsumu winks at him one last time before disappearing.

It is done. The deal is sealed.

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A/N: Hola everyone! Since I am sick in bed, down with a bad cold, I decided to write another shot, this time with Ken-Ken taking care of you while you’re being sick. Hurray! Nurse Kenma to the rescue! Enjoy!❤️

Genre: fluff

Warnings: just some good ol’ cursing :D

Words: 2022 (eyyy our current year :D)

Here comes the (flu) Flood : Kenma Konzume x Reader

Hah, there’s nothing better than waking up on a beautiful Saturday morning after you worked your ass off in the vet clinic downtown.

Except, it wasn’t a usual beautiful Saturday morning.

In fact, it sucked.

Last night, you just felt so drained from your work shift that you just went to Kenma‘s Gamer room, telling him you’re going to bed early, since you’re not feeling 100%.

Your streamer boyfriend just waved his hand absently, murmuring a quiet ‘yeah yeah’, being too focused on streaming a video with the game Apex Legends you got him for his birthday.

Giving out an exhausted sigh, you decide not to disturb him any further.

Shedding yourself from your vet uniform, you let the scrubs fall down to the floor. Climbing beneath the cushy blanket of your bed, you wrap yourself into a little burrito and give out a few deep inhales and exhales.

Sleep takes over you quickly, as you close your eyes and drift into a dreamland full of talking animals and ice cream rivers.

Kenma is saying goodbye to his viewers, ending the stream.

He takes off his black cat ear headset and places it in front of him on his desk.

Leaning back on his gaming chair, he stretches his back until he hears his back pop a few times.

Glancing at the clock on his PC, he frowns a little bit.

It’s almost midnight and he doesn’t smell your cooking or hears any movement coming from the kitchen.

Kenma pushes himself off of his chair and makes his way towards your shared kitchen, only to find the entire apartment dark. Still no traces of you. He heads for the bedroom and lightly knocks on the white wood door.

Still no answer, he opens the door to take a peek at you.

Quietly stepping inside he takes a look at you with a small smile.

He eyes the scrubs on the floor, bends down to pick them up and puts them in the laundry basket.

Deciding to let you sleep, he leaves the room and moves back into the kitchen to make himself a bowl of cereal.

Munching on his cereal, he watches some Jacksepticeye before heading to bed with you.

As Kenma makes his way back into your bedroom, he looks at his phone, reading through the comments of his recent upload.

He takes off his hoodie, but leaves his shirt and sweats on for sleeping.

Climbing into bed beside you, he briefly brushes his arm against your side, but enough to make him stop his movements.

Kenma turns towards you with a slight frown and feels your arm up and down, feeling the heat and sweat on your skin.

Now worried, Kenma grabs your shoulder gently and turns your body towards him.

The state of your body shocks him a little bit, as his eyes widen.

You’re shivering more than usual and your breathing is a lot more heavy and quicker.

Putting his hand over your forehead he curses under his breath.

,,Damnit you’re burning up.”

Kenma throws the covers from his side off and with hurried but quiet footsteps he takes the thermometer and a cold washcloth with him from the bathroom back to the bedroom.

Placing the cold washcloth on your head, you flinch by the sudden coldness placed on your boiling hot skin.

Not really having the best knowledge about flu and medications, he decided to text Kuroo about it.

Kenma: hey kuroo, I think (y/n) is sick. What do I do?

Kuroo: hey, what do you mean ,you think’? Is she sick or not? 🤔

Kenma: well she’s burning up and her breathing is fast and heavy. Already put a cold washcloth on her forehead, but so far her temperature has decreased only slightly. What do I do?

Kuroo: uhhh I don’t know too much about that shit, sorry dude, but try to give her some meds for it 🤷🏼‍♂️

Kenma: which ones?

Kuroo: give her some paracetamol or something for her fever, that should do the trick. If it’s still not better, take her to the doctor in the morning.

Kenma: kuroo it’s almost 2 am… on a Sunday…

Kuroo: just trying to help >:( if her fever goes above 39.9, take her to the ER. Human body can only take so much heat and then it can get dangerous for her.

After reading the last sentence, Kenma feels his heart drop, his worries growing even more now.

Kuroo: bro you there? What’s (y/n)’s temperature?

After remeasuring your temperature, Kenma replies.

Kenma: it’s 38.6

Kuroo: that ain’t too bad. Just give her some paracetamol and she should be fine

Kenma: thanks Kuroo

Kuroo: no prob bro

Kenma walks to the medcabinet in your bathroom and looks for the medication that Kuroo suggested to him.

After going through everything he finally found it.

Reading the instructions, he takes one pill out of the bottle and makes his way towards the kitchen to grab a glass of water for you.

Kenma pushes the door open with the back of his foot.

The door makes a ‘bang’ noise as it is being pushed too hard and fast against the wall.

Flinching by the sudden loud noise, the brown-blond haired scrunches his eyes closed.

He peeks an eye open to carefully glance at you, only to let out a sigh of relief as he sees that you are not alarmed by the noise.

Kenma places the glass of water on the nightstand and sits beside you on the bed.

Gently shaking your shoulder, he tries to wake you up.

,,(Y/N)? Sorry to wake you baby but you got a slight fever and this pill should make it go away.”

You glance at your boyfriend with tired eyes but sit up nonetheless to take the pill.

The tired pro gamer helps you up on the bed and watches as you take the pill and swallow the water with it.

Mumbling a quiet ‘Thank you’ you lay back down again and you can feel your boyfriend tuck you back in with lots of warm blankets.

,,No problem baby, even though I don’t want what you have, I will always take care of you.”

You smile at his words and close your eyes again, already falling asleep again.

Kenma gets in beside you and texts Kuroo again.

Kenma: hey she took the pill, sleeping now. Thanks again kuroo.

Kuroo: you know you were never this affectionate before you started dating (y/n) 😏 in fact, when yamamoto was sick on our last trip together you called him a disgusting bacteria spreader. 😄😂

Kenma: obv yamamoto is not my girlfriend, so that’s a completely different story.

Kuroo: wouldn’t be (y/n) one as well then? 😜

Kenma: shut up she’s not

Kuroo: ohhhh someone’s a softie for his gf 🥺🥺

Kenma: I am not

Kuroo: are too😙

Kenma: am not

Kuroo: are too😋

Kenma shuts off his screen and puts his phone on charge.

Before he can close his eyes though, he can feel you turn around in the bedsheets towards him.

You start poking him with your finger and tell him to get out of the bed, before he catches what you have.

The former setter widens his eyes at your (demand) request but doesn’t argue any further.

Still, he mopes as he gets out of bed and transfers his way to the living to sleep on the couch.

Bracing himself for a horrible night of sleep, he shuts his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest, imagining he could be hugging you right now, as he drifts off into the abyss.

Bonus <3

Kenma groans loudly in bed with a wet cold towel placed across his forehead.

Everything hurts. His body is switching the temperature constantly. Hot then cold, then hot and then cold again. His throat feels scratchy and every time he coughs, it feels like he is losing more and more HP points.

There’s no doubt about it.

You fucking got him sick.

After that horrible trip of your cold he went through with you, which went on for about five days, he somehow saw this coming. During your time while you were sick, Kenma slept on the couch, trying to avoid getting sick from you.

The first two nights weren’t too bad, since he is used to playing hours and hours on his gaming devices with the most uncomfortable positions any person could think of.

But on his third night, he felt really lonely.

Not having you by his side makes his heart beat like the saddest metronome.

Okay maybe this was exaggerating things a little bit, but you guys have been dating for almost six years now and he barely left your side.

He always held you in his arms to keep you warm at night, because the AC in your shared apartment sometimes made you feel too cold.

On some nights, he felt you shivering in your sleep.

So he would turn around on his side, facing you and he would pull you to his chest.

After a few short breaths, you would let out a deep sigh and stop shivering immediately, due to your personal heating blanket that had been attached to your back.

So that third night, he kept tossing around, not being able to fall asleep. He looked at his phone and saw that it was 2:34 am.

Leaning up on the couch, he tossed the blankets aside and went towards your shared bedroom.

His feet dragged across the floor, as he made his way inside and closed the door.

As he glanced across your figure, he saw the humidifier in your room was still going, but you were breathing heavily. Feeling your forehead, he winces a little bit at the high temperature of it and your slightly sweaty state.

He had grabbed a cold wash cloth from the bathroom, placed it on your forehead and settled in your bed together beside you.

You had woken up, due to the new form of heat on your skin and you turned around to see your loving partner draping more blankets over your figure to keep you warm.

,,Ken what are you doing in here? You’re going to get sick if you stay in here!” You scolded him with the low energy you had.

Kenma just gave you a weak shrug but gave you an answer.

,,I don’t want to sleep alone. And I miss sleeping beside you.” He mumbled into your neck while he was holding onto you like a clingy koala bear.

You were too tired to fight him off of you, so you just went with it and closed your eyes. The both of you falling asleep with smiles on your faces. Surely nothing will happen right?

Oh how wrong he was and how much he regrets this now.

He just feels awful. He wants this shit to end.

Kenma can hear the faint sound of your footsteps entering the bedroom.

He doesn’t have the energy to turn his body into your direction but he feels your weight on the bed, as the mattress slightly dips down.

You set the hot chicken noodle soup down on the nightstand and lift the washcloth slightly, to see that Kenma peeks a tired eye at you.

You give him an apologetic smile and offer him the soup.

,,Thanks, I‘ll have some in a bit.“

You can’t help but tease him about his cold.

,,So… who was it again that told me, `Don't worry about it, I won’t get sick, if I lay next to you‘ ?“ You say with a teasing smile on your face.

Kenma just lets out a grunt of annoyance and turns away from you.

,,Shut up.“

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