''All I Want Is You'' - Hajime Iwaizumi X Reader

''All I Want Is You'' - Hajime Iwaizumi x Reader

A/N: During a hot summer day, this idea came to me while I almost suffered a heat stroke at the public pool.

Warnings: cursing

It is boiling hot in Miyagi, no doubt the middle of July not doing any favor to the volleyball team of Aoba Johsai. Training has been canceled due to the extreme heat and the teenagers are extremely bored, not a clue on what to do to kill some time.

Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Iwaizumi and some other members are sitting in the shade of a tree, trying to protect themselves from direct sunlight. The only person that is missing is currently their Captain, Oikawa.

„Ugh, it’s so hoooot.’’ Hanamaki groans in annoyance.

„What made you think that?’’ Matsukawa snorts as he fans himself with his English textbook.

Most of them have taken off parts of their uniform, only leaving them in their dress shirts and a lot of them have loosened ties.

Iwaizumi has his sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, wondering where his best friend is lounging around.

All of sudden, their misery was interrupted when Oikawa came jogging to them with a large grin on his face that screams trouble.

Standing in front of his teammates, he looks at them with excitement.

„Fellas, I know now what we can do to cool off!’’ The brunette proudly announces.

The team looks at him in annoyance but still waits for him to go on.

„A little birdie told me that the swim team is currently away in Tokyo for competition week, so that means the pool is unoccupied.’’

Iwaizumi looks incredibly skeptical and frowns at his best friend.

„Did someone shit in your brain? It’s off limits for non-club members, if someone catches us, we’ll probably get suspended.’’ The brunette warns him.

„Actually, I am in, even if it means I just get to dip my legs in the water for 10 minutes.’’ Hanamaki agrees with Oikawa.

The Ace is even more shocked now.

Hanamaki, Matsukawa, Yahaba and Watari all get up, ready to follow Oikawa to the pool.

Iwaizumi remains seated, not wanting to get in trouble with his teammates.

„Come on, Iwa-chan, live a little and come with us.’’ Oikawa tries to persuade him to come with them.

„No thank you.’’ He declines and makes his way to the school building.

„Just for fifteen minutes at least, come on Iwaizumi. Just 15 minutes and then we will leave.’’ Yahaba tries.

Iwaizumi ponders for a few moments, actually reconsidering his decision.

After a few seconds, he sighs and turns to the direction of his team.

„Fine. Just fifteen minutes and then we will leave. If someone catches us, I am going to hunt every single one of you down and choke you in your sleep.’’

Oikawa cheers, not being intimidated by his threat.

„Don’t worry Iwa-chan, I promise no one will be there. After all, the swim team is gone for the week, no one will be there.’’ Oikawa promises him.

Still, Iwaizumi can’t help but think this is a bad idea.

When they reach the gate of the pool, they look around, double checking no one is there and tries to open the door, only to find out it’s locked.

„God damnit!’’ Hanamaki curses.

„Well, it looks like the universe is trying to tell us something. I am going back.’’ The dark-haired brunette with the spiky hair bluntly states, beginning to turn around and walk back when Yahaba grabs a hold of him.

„Not so fast.’’

When the Wing Spiker turns around again to see Watari beginning to pick at the lock with some instruments he has grabbed from his bag, he widens his eyes at his classmate’s ability to pick locks, watching him as he highly focuses on getting the lock to open up.

After hearing a loud ‘click’ the gate unlocks and Watari proudly steps aside to push the door open with a smirk.

„Where… where did you learn how to do that?’’ Matsukawa asks in a mix between shock and awe.

„I was bored one night and couldn’t sleep, so I watched a YouTube tutorial on how to pick different kinds of locks.’’

Almost like wild dogs, everyone except Iwaizumi begins to run to the pool, taking off their dress shirts and pants to jump into the water.

Multiple people doing jumps cause a big splash of water to land on Iwaizumi and his uniform, almost drenching him to his underwear.

Closing his eyes to try and calm down, he reopens his eyes to watch a bunch of 18 year olds turn into five-year olds.

„Hajime, the water feels amazing! Come and join us.’’ Yahaba floats in the water like a log, looking like he is in bliss.

Sighing in defeat, Iwaizumi rolls up his uniform pants and sits on the edge of the pool to dip his legs in the pool water.

As soon as the cold water consumes up to his knees, he can feel the refreshing cold relaxing his muscles and the Wing Spiker leans his arms behind his back and feels himself relax.

The feeling is indescribable. He can feel his whole body cool off, the heat of the sun now barely noticeable.

It seems like time barely passed because Watari looks at his phone for the time and tells the group it’s already been fifteen minutes.

The boys all look at each other and it’s like they share the same thought of agreeing to stay longer.

„Let’s play Chicken Fight! Maki get on Matsun’s shoulders, Iwa-chan come on mine!’’ The Setter suggests with a gleam in his eyes.

„Chicken wars? What are you? 12?’’ Yahaba laughs.

„I am not getting on your shoulders Crappykawa, first, I don’t trust you, second, I played this last time I was 8 years old.’’ Iwaizumi declines.

Oikawa pouts at his best friend’s answer, turning to Yahaba again.

„Shigeru come on, don’t be a sissy.’’

Yahaba’s eye twitches in annoyance, nonetheless, he accepts the challenge.

„You’re on, captain.’’

Iwaizumi watches his friends with a small smile, happy that they can enjoy their time together before they graduate next year in spring and part their ways to different life paths. Some might stay in Japan, others like Iwaizumi are planning on traveling to the United States for becoming an athletic trainer.

„What the hell do you think you guys are doing?’’ A stern voice interrupts the fun of the rowdy teens.

All freeze, slowly turning around to the voice that cut in on their fun.

It is a girl, around their age, wearing the Aoba Johsai uniform, but she is missing her blazer.

The boys can’t help but gawk in amazement at the beauty queen standing in the sun, glaring at them while tapping her foot in annoyance.

„I locked that gate for a reason, you know. This pool is the property of the Aoba Johsai swim team only. Not for the volleyball team to cool off in or anyone else.’’

Oikawa finds his voice first.

„Well you see cutie-’’ You immediately interrupt him, your gaze gaining more stern.

„Don’t. Call me that.’’

„I give you all 30 seconds to get out of there before I kick your asses out of here myself.’’

As soon as you say those words, the rest of the team scrambles out of the water so fast that you don’t have to say it a second time thankfully.

You watch as they quickly get dressed again, not being fazed by their muscular bodies that glisten in the sunlight from the water.

Running past you, they quickly apologize, just leaving you and Iwaizumi now.

As Iwaizumi is about to walk past you, you say something that makes him stop next to you.

„Out of the bunch of you, I thought you‘d be the most rational person in this group and I admired you for that. Guess I was wrong.“

Taking a deep breath, Iwaizumi continues to walk his path, feeling guilty for breaking the gate open and probably causing you trouble.

He doesn’t see any of his team members, they probably scrambled away like startled cats.

Making his way home, the Wing Spiker can’t help but keep thinking about the words you said to him.

For some reason, he can’t help but think you look familiar. He has seen that beautiful face once or twice but he can’t figure out where.

You never told them your name but you were wearing the school uniform.

As Iwaizumi lays in bed that night, he makes it his priority to find you tomorrow and apologize properly to you, even if it means apologizing for his team as well.

The next morning, Iwaizumi gets to school earlier than usual, waiting by the closed gates in front of the school.

Extremely tired, he leans against the gate, waiting for students to show up. It’s barely light outside, the sun just showing its first rays of the day.

The sky does look beautiful though with just a hint of orange and red showing up on the horizon beneath the woods.

About thirty minutes later, more and more students show up but Iwaizumi doesn't spot you among them.

Finally giving up and not wanting to be late to morning practice, the dark brunette walks to the gym.

During three-on-three matches, the Wing Spiker can barely focus, messing up receives, slamming the volleyball into the net more times than he can count.

“What’s up with you today? It looks like you’re playing volleyball for the first time.” Kindaichi says to the Ace.

“I don’t know, something keeps bothering me but I can’t pinpoint it exactly.”

Having listened to their conversation, Hanamaki makes his appearance, swiping his sweat off his face with a towel.

“Sounds to me like you’re feeling guilty Hajime. Is this about the girl from yesterday?”

“Girl? What girl?” Kindaichi frowns in confusion.

“We broke into the swim club’s pool yesterday for cooling off and the manager that stayed behind caught and scolded us.” Matsukawa laughs.

Iwaizumi stays quiet, pondering if he should try again to look for you and apologize on his and his team’s behalf.

All of sudden, he feels a heavy arm wrap around his neck, startling him.

“Awwww Iwa-chan is in looooooove.” Oikawa taunts him.

Elbowing the Caption in the stomach, the Setter groans in pain, immediately letting go of him.

After morning practice is over, the third-years make their way to the classes, talking among themselves and laughing together.

Iwaizumi is walking next to Yahaba in the back, about to enter the classroom, when he sees a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye that halts his steps.

It was you.

You are putting a paper up against the poster board in the hallway, having a neutral look on your face as you put pins in the corner of the paper.

“Hajime, you coming? Maths is about to start.” Yahaba interrupts.

“Yeah… I… uh… I will be right in.” Iwaizumi says distractedly, making his way over you.

Yahaba shrugs, making his way to his seat.

The heart of the Wing Spiker begins to beat rapidly, he can feel his hands starting to sweat, his stomach doing somersaults, the closer he gets to you.

Last night, he practiced what he wanted to say to you, so this should be no problem.

Until it is.

As soon as he is close enough, his throat gets dry and his mind is blank.

What did he want to do again?

Fuck.

Sensing that Iwaizumi is standing there, not getting a word out with a face so red, you’d think his head is about to pop off.

Raising your eyebrow in confusion, you wait for him to say something but he stutters incomprehensible words out of his mouth, not being able to form proper sentences.

“You okay? You having a stroke?” You ask.

Iwaizumi has to calm down, before he actually gets one from all the stress his body is going through at this moment.

Clearing his throat, he finally finds his words.

“Listen. I am sorry about me and my team’s behavior yesterday. It was wrong of us to break into the pool, I hope you didn’t get into trouble.”

You stare at him for a few seconds, looking deep into his eyes, thinking if he actually means his apology or not.

His dark green eyes show certainty though, regret reflects among it.

“Alright. I forgive you. Thank you for having the courage and maturity to apologize personally to me. And I am sorry too. For indirectly calling you immature.”

Iwaizumi smiles at your apology and you can feel your heart skip a beat.

That smile really suits him, better than the frown he usually carries on his handsome face.

“May I ask for your name?” Iwaizumi rubs his hand against his neck. A small blush spread across his cheeks.

Giggling at his nervousness, you introduce yourself.

“My name is (Y/L/N) (Y/F/N). Class 3-C.”

In return, Iwaizumi introduces himself as well.

“Iwaizumi Hajime, pleasure to meet you (Y/N).”

Oikawa watches the scene behind the door frame, happy that his best friend managed to find you and has the courage to talk to you.

Nonetheless, he has to have fun poking the bear with a stick every now and then.

‘’You know (Y/N)-chan, Iwa-chan here has a weak spot for cute, nerdy girls that work for the swim team and would LOVE to have your number.’’

‘’SHITTYKAWA!’’

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DAY 4 : ENVY: TŌRU OIKAWA

Watching you talk to his best friend at a party is making his blood boil with rage and jealousy, his grip on his red drinking cup is making the plastic slightly crunching with noise.

Laughing at something Iwaizumi said, you gently push him, giggling like a little school girl in love. Oikawa has been keeping his eye on you for a couple months now, but you’re not the slightest bit interested in him. And it pisses him the fuck off.

The brunette continues to watch the two of you, until he can’t take it anymore. He dumps his drink in the nearby trash and makes his way over to you with quick steps.

"Iwa, mind if I borrow (Y/N)?" Before Iwaizumi can even reply, Oikawa drags you off by grabbing your arm, ignoring your protest and tries of pulling yourself free.

Entering an unoccupied room, he forces you in and closes the door and then locks it.

"Oikawa what the fuck was that?!"

"I am not letting Iwaizumi take away what’s rightfully mine.” He growls and takes predator-like steps towards you, looking like a lion ready to devour its meal.

The room is really dark, the moonlight the only light source in the room. All of sudden, you see a dangerous glow of lime-green eyes looking at you. The usual chocolate brown eyes gone completely from his irises. The glowing green literally screaming lethal poison.

His changed appearance is striking a little bit of fear into your bones and yet, you feel excited for what’s coming next.

"Now, my sweet little thing, we are gonna play a game called 'Cat and Mouse', so be sure to be loud and squeaky enough for the whole party to hear you."

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A/N: I am gonna do something a little bit different this week, I recently watched a new show on YouTube called 'Helluva Boss’ and the newest episode they released had one of the seven sins characterized. Sooooo….

I am gonna post something every day for the next seven days for one of the Haikyuu!! characters to represent each of the seven sins.

Day 1: PRIDE: Wakatoshi Ushijima

It‘s his strong arrogant pride that made you draw to him in the first place. His confidence on the court is overpowering and his intense eyes find yours in the crowd at a Schweiden Adlers game. His gaze is burning into you, you see him give you a slight nod. Feeling your face flush, your focus is on him and his strong figure the entire game. After the game is over, you wait in line to get a signature on your jersey. With timid steps, you get up to the table, looking straight into his olive green eyes that have a hint of a golden shine to it.

"G-Good Game, you were amazing out there."

"Thank you.“ His deep-rich voice is giving you chills but in a very good way.

Signing your jersey, he hands it back to you, quietly telling you to look at it when you are alone.

Once you are in your car, you see a little side note under his signed name and a phone number.

"Come to my next game, you will be in for a surprise. You will see I am not only good in volleyball.“

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A/N: I uh… have no words for this😂

Warnings: explicit sexual content MDNI +18

It‘s the end of December, you and Tōru deciding to go to cool off in the local public pool since you have the weekend off.

It’s already 28°C and it’s only 10 am, having the AC on full blast, you sit in the passenger seat next to your fiancé, Tōru Oikawa, Setter of the Club Atlético in San Juan.

He holds your hand in his, gently caressing your fingers with his own, humming along to the beat of the radio that currently plays ‚Despacito‘.

The window on his side is down, making his fluffy brown hair flow with motion from the wind and you still can’t believe you’re the only one to get to admire his beauty every single day.

You’re his and he is yours.

Having to seem a sixth sense, Tōru‘s chocolate brown eyes turn to yours briefly, still having to keep an eye on the road.

Chuckling a bit, he asks why you are staring at him.

„What? Can I not admire my handsome fiancé?“

You can see a small blush forming on his cheeks, he grins.

„No no. You can. It’s a free country after all, I‘d admire myself too.“

And just like that, you scoff at his remark.

Finally arriving at the parking lot of the pool, you and Tōru make your way to the entrance and pay for your entrance tickets.

Thankfully it’s still pretty empty this time, so there’s no line.

As soon as you are about to head into the changing room, the Setter was about to follow you inside the changing cabin when you stop him from doing so.

Confused, he looks down at you with a pout.

„I don’t think so. I am not letting you in there with me.“

Tōru smirks at that and you can almost foretell what he says next.

„Why so shy all of sudden mi vida? I have already seen everything.“

Yep. There it is.

You stare at him with a blank face, taking a step back, and close the door right in front of him.

„Aw mi corazón, you’re breaking my heart.“

Ignoring the brunette, you change into your black bikini, knowing with a small smile that Tōru loves this one on you.

As you step out after you’re done changing, you see Tōru leaning against the lockers, wearing his black space swim shorts with little aliens and space ships on them.

His naked torso is on display, showing off his abs and muscular chest from years of hard training and working out.

He catches you staring again and smirks while slowly walking over to you and puts his arm around your shoulder to pull you to his side.

„Looking as sexy as ever. Come on, let’s go cool off.“

He presses a soft kiss against your temple.

The rest of the day was shared with kisses, relaxing in the grass on a big shared blanket and with Tōru swimming rounds to keep himself fit.

Being exhausted from today‘s sun and messing around in the water, you both took showers and now you walked out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around you, holding your bikini in your hand as you look for you fiancé.

The door for the men‘s shower opens and Tōru stops in his tracks when he realized that you are wearing nothing underneath that towel.

Gulping hard, he tries so hard to control his incoming hard on.

You notice the strain in his shorts and hiss his name in a warning.

„What?! You’re hot as fuck and this is a natural reaction.“He explains with a small whine but comes closer to you.

„Come on, this has been on my bucket list for places to have sex. Be a little bit adventurous for me pleeeeease.“ The Setter practically begs.

Looking around you don’t see anyone and you can’t believe that you are agreeing to this stupid plan. Both of you could get caught, you could get kicked out, you could get a house ban, you could-

Your rambling thoughts are interrupted when Tōru pulls you into a changing cabin and immediately locks it.

Pushing you against the door, he pulls you into a wild kiss, grasping your face gently in his hands.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him even closer to you, so your bare skin touches his and you can feel his hard member pressing against the lower part of your stomach.

His warm hands wander down from your face, to your delicate neck, down your shoulders and he pauses the kiss for a second to look at you.

His pupils are blown wide, almost taking up his entire irises and his breath is slightly heavy from the steamy make-out just now.

You’re not in any better state than him, nonetheless you pull him back in, adding your tongue immediately into the kiss.

Feeling him moan into the kiss, you return one that gets swallowed into his mouth.

Tōru‘s big hands wander to the towel wrapped around your body, starting to undo the knot that’s holding against your body and you feel it loosening.

Throwing the towel behind him on the bench of the changing cabin, he takes in your nude body for a second, admiring and mesmerizing your perfect curves, the roundness of your breasts and your pretty face.

He would fight the world for you.

„Take a picture, it’ll last longer.“ You cheekily smile at him.

Shaking his head slightly with a taunting smirk as well, he brings you back to his lips, almost aggressively pushing you into the wall again.

You gasp by the force of his strength and the brunette takes that chance to slip his wet tongue into your mouth, tasting a small hint of the strawberries the two of you shared earlier.

His big hands move down your thighs, tapping you twice, signaling you to jump in his arms.

After a small heap, you cross your legs around his strong waist, entangling your arms around his neck, fisting your hands in his still slightly wet hair to pull on it.

Hearing your fiancé whimper in your mouth is making you even more wet and you feel one of Tōru's hands move to your entrance, rubbing and flicking it gently to prepare you for his cock.

Noticing you are wet enough, he moves his swim shorts just a tad bit down to free his aching dick.

Blindly searching for your wet hole, he finds it a few slight testing thrusts and slips into you with a deep moan.

With his forehead falling onto your shoulder, he starts a slow pace first before quickening his thrusts.

All of sudden, you feel his teeth biting into your shoulder, the pain making you whimper with excitement but also hurt.

„Ah… ah…. Tōru… please go faster.“ You manage to choke out.

Letting go of your shoulder, he hides his face between your head and your neck, muffling his grunts and moans into your wet skin.

Rearranging his grip on you, his movement is more rough now, the tip reaching your cervix with every snap of his hips into you.

Desperately trying to keep your voice down, it’s almost impossible to stay quiet.

The way his bare dick slides in and out of you, it’s making your brain foggy with desire and lust you’re feeling from Tōru’s skills.

Giving you one last thrust, he gently lays his sweaty forehead against yours and you hear his breath hitch , the feeling of something warm fills you up.

Panting heavily, his cock twitches a few times before you can feel it soften just a little bit.

As Tōru opens his eyes, you can see adoration and love shining in his warm eyes. Giving you a small chaste kiss against your lips, he gently lets you down, his soft dick slipping out in the process.

After regaining his breath, he smirks in victory.

„That… was…. fucking…. amazing. We gotta do that again sometime.“

Shaking your head, you quickly begin to get changed into your dress that you brought for changing back and the movement causes some of Tōru‘s cum to drip down your thigh.

„Let’s hope no one heard us.“

„Nena, with the way you were moaning and begging for me, I am sure half the people here have heard your beautiful sounds.“

Almost dying in embarrassment you quickly make your way out of the building, a satisfied Setter following your steps with the biggest bliss on his face.

Little extra ❤️

Iwaizumi is just chilling in his dorm room when his phone vibrates with a message.

Taking a sip from his water bottle, he unlocks his phone to see a message from his best friend in Argentine.

It’s a selfie with you and Oikawa in the car, with Oikawa sticking out his tongue in a cheeky way and you hiding your face in your hands, looking extremely embarrassed.

As he reads the caption, he spits out his water.

“Guess who just had sex in a changing room of a public pool😝😎”

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Masterlist

Kamomedai High 🐬

Sachirō Hirugami x Reader ''A Change Is Gonna Come''

Issei Matsukawa x florist!Reader “Red Chrysanthemums”

“Are you almost done with the preparation of the funeral of Mr. Hashibura Matsukawa?” The owner of ‘House of Shinigami’ walks into the preparation room to find his young employee, Issei Matsukawa.

The ravenette looks up from the body preparation at his boss, gloves and a medical mask covering his face.

Matsukawa pulls the gloves off his hands, throwing them in the trash.

Pulling his mask down, he answers.

“Yeah, just have to finish up here. I’ll be done in an hour or so.”

The older man nods, telling him to lock up the place after he is done.

Right as he is about to close the door, he remembers something.

“Oh before I forget, our new florist will come in about 20 minutes. It’s for the flower arrangement that the family wishes to have.” He explains and closes the door.

Matsukawa sighs and tries to be done with most preperations before the florist arrives.

All of sudden, he hears a soft feminine voice call out in the lobby, making him stop his actions and walking out of the preparation room.

The ravenette widens his eyes a bit at your appearance. You’re drop-dead gorgeous and the way you’re standing with the notepad like a shy new student in class just adds to your charm.

„Hello. My name is (Y/L/N) (Y/F/N). I am the owner of ‚Garden of Eden‘ a few blocks down. I am guessing you’re the employee your boss has mentioned?“

Nodding at your statement, he introduces himself.

„Name‘s Matsukawa Issei, you can call me Issei if you want to.“

Blushing a bit by already letting you call him by his first name is doing weird things to your body.

I mean, his tall stature and his raven locks give off an intimidating vibe but the way his dark eyes shine with kindness, makes you forget his dark aura.

„So let’s go over the flower arrangements together.“

Matsukawa brings a notepad as well from one of the drawers from the front desk.

„So. The family wishes for pink carnations, Forget-Me-Nots and Cyclamen.“

Matsukawa nods, writing everything down.

„Any reason for these type of flowers?“

You look at him as if he were stupid.

„Have you never given any thought to any flower arrangements of families for funeral plannings?“

The former Middle Blocker shrugs his shoulders in embarrassment and you give out a sigh before explaining it to him.

„So. Uhm. Pink carnations stand for ‚I‘ll never forget you‘. Forget-Me-Nots, the name of the flower already explains the meaning in its name. And Cyclamen stand for resignation and good-bye.“

Matsukawa needless to say, is impressed by your knowledge about the flowers.

He has to admit, he never cared enough for the meaning of flowers at funerals, it’s just an addition to give a little light to something dark. Sure, he knows that red roses mean love and affection for someone else but that’s about it. And that’s all he honestly needs to know. But that was before he met you.

The curly-haired ravenette keeps asking you about the meaning of flowers, listening intensely to every word you say. He asks about your shop, a little bit about about your personal life and he finds out that you’re the granddaughter of the previous floral shop owner.

Kindness and compassion shine in your eyes whenever you would mention more facts about certain flowers, almost making him swoon by your fascination.

But all things have to come to an end, Matsukawa having to finish his preparation on the body and you getting back home after giving the ravenette your business card which includes the number of your shop and also your personal number.

You sly minx.

A year later, you’re opening up your shop later than usual, having a romantic late date last night with Issei. As you are about to unlock your door, you notice a packaged bouquet in front of the door.

Curiously, you bend down to pick it up and you see your name on it with a tag that says it’s from Issei.

When you open the bouquet, you immediately feel a heat spread across your face, a warm smile stretches over your cheeks when you recognize the flowers.

Red Chrysanthemums.

(Psst! Red Chrysanthemums = I love you)

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