Onigiri Miya Tidbits Ch 11

Onigiri Miya Tidbits Ch 11

Title: the last hurrah

Genre: gen fic, reader insert

Word Count: 4.3k

Summary: Onigiri Miya is now hiring and you just happen to be the right person for the job. The business has been gaining popularity since its grand opening, and many customers travel from different cities just to have a bite of Miya Osamu’s delicious recipes. You did expect some craziness from working in food services, but what you didn’t expect was to be bombarded with frequent tomfoolery from a bunch of attractive volleyball players during your shifts.

disclaimer: manga spoilers

A/N: LEZZ GOOOOO. please enjoy the chaos that is this chapter. let me know what you think!

Previous///Next

A small snowflake lands on the tip of your nose as you’re walking to work. The thick coat wrapped around you keeps your body warm, but your exposed cheeks aren’t spared by the cold February air. Luckily, the sun has already been out for a bit, so it’s not too bad. For some reason, Osamu had asked you to come in to work a bit, so it’s not too bad. For some reason, Osamu had asked you to come in to work a bit later than usual, so it was already around noon when you had left your apartment.

Today was your last day as an employee at Onigiri Miya. You’ve finished packing everything into boxes and only had out your basic necessities. All that was left was to finish up work and head to the train station in a couple of days to finally head off towards your new life.

Your phone buzzes from your pocket, and you look to see that your boss had sent you a text. Apparently, he’s going to be late, so you should head in first. You raise you eyebrows when he also mentions that he needs to murder someone today, but a little voice in your mind tells you that the victim is probably just Atsumu.

An amused smile forms on your lips as you approach the doors to the restaurant. However, strange noises from the other side of the door cause you to freeze in place. As you listen carefully, there’s more shuffling, and you can make out a few hushed voices.

“Hey! Watch where you’re throwing that!”

“Shh! Don’t be so loud or someone might hear us!”

Your heart speeds up at the idea that someone might have broken in. When you look closely, you notice that the door is also unlocked even though you’re pretty sure your boss is not inside. With your phone in your left hand ready to call the police, you swiftly slide the door open and put on your most intimidating glare. The sight before you was not what you expected. You definitely caught people red-handed but not for the reason you initially believed.

Your eyes are assaulted by colorful balloons and flower petals littering the floor. There is an uncanny amount of streamers strewn across the entire shop and you’re mildly concerned about the potential fire hazard. Scattered across the room are the four MSBY volleyball players that you’ve become very comfortable with in the last year.

Atsumu is standing in front of the counter tangled in a large ribbon and is clearly struggling to get out of the mess. Hinata is sitting atop Bokuto’s shoulders while attempting to hang up a large, poorly designed banner that says ‘Happy One Year Anniversary!’. It’s clearly not meant for whatever occasion this was because the words are surrounded by red hearts and a cupid’s bow. Sakusa is crouched in a corner with his usual mask and frown combo, staying away from the clutter.

The glare is wiped off of your face as you slowly close the door behind you, and your expression is instead replaced with bewilderment. “What the hell are you guys doing?”

All of them stare at you with wide eyes once they realize who had barged into the shop. Atsumu and Hinata are the first to move. They both quickly set off confetti poppers that were hidden in their pockets.

“SURPRISE!!”

Bokuto flinches at the noise and pops his own confetti popper hastily. His sporadic movements cause Hinata to dangerously lean backwards from the older male’s shoulders and there’s a moment of panic in both of their eyes. You thank the universe for giving Bokuto such great reflexes as you watch him swiftly grab onto Hinata’s legs in a tight grip. The two sway back and forth a couple of times before stabilizing their balance. Bokuto then lets the younger man down safely from his shoulders.

You let out a sigh of relief, but it feels like ten years have been shaved off your life. You’re barely able to comprehend the amount of decorations displayed in front of you. “What is all this?”

After finally giving up on detangling himself, Atsumu just leans on the counter. “It’s a surprise for you. We wanted to make your last day of work exciting.”

“Oh, uh, you didn’t have to do that for me,” you reply.

“But, we wanted to. You deserve it for working so hard for a year!” Hinata answers enthusiastically while Bokuto grabs a can of Silly String and starts to spray randomly into the air.

You cringe at the added mess. “Thanks, guys. Although, we’re going to need to clean up all this stuff since we have to open soon.”

Atsumu raises an eyebrow. “‘Samu didn’t tell you? He-”

Just as you did a couple of minutes ago, someone suddenly bursts through the front door. You don’t know if you should be surprised to see an angry Osamu sending a death glare at his brother the moment he walks in. He’s wearing the scarf you had given him and there’s a light layer of snow on top of his hair.

You take a couple steps to the side as Osamu points at Atsumu accusingly. “‘Tsumu, what the fuck is wrong with you!?”

The blonde shrugs his shoulders without a care in the world which only fuels Osamu’s rage. You step into your boss’ line of vision to get his attention. “What happened?”

“This idiot is the reason why I’m late.” Osamu lets out a huff of air in frustration and crosses his arms. “‘Tsumu hid my phone and turned off my alarms, so I woke up late. He made me look for it like some sort of kid’s scavenger hunt with sticky notes across the apartment. Not to mention he also stole my keys and my wallet. The bastard should be grateful that it’s not summer or I would’ve melted my ass off while running all the way here.”

Before you could say anything, Atsumu chimes in. “Listen, you wouldn’t have let me decorate the place like this otherwise! You would’ve been nagging the whole time about how ‘your precious restaurant shouldn’t be tainted’.”

“So, you thought it would be perfect to make my morning a living nightmare?” Osamu narrows his eyes.

The blonde twin smirks. “Why not?”

With a defeated sigh, Osamu realizes that there’s nothing he can do to fix his brother’s devilish nature. “You’re lucky I decided to close up the shop today.”

You’re shocked by Osamu’s words since this was news to you. “What do you mean? Wasn’t today supposed to be a regular half day?”

“Oh, right.” Osamu rubs the back of his neck. “I wanted to spend your last day with us as a chill day without any work, so I closed the shop without telling you as a surprise. I even told these guys that they could help out, but it seems like they went a bit overboard.”

You tilt your head. “Is this technically my last day of work if I’m not working?”

“I don’t know. I don’t make the rules.”

‘You’re still my boss for another couple hours, Osamu-san.”

“Think of it as a paid vacation.”

“You’re paying me for this?”

“Only if you’re enjoying it.”

Atsumu abruptly clears his throat and starts wiggling a hand that’s almost completely obscured by the ribbon. “Alright, alright. Save the flirting for later. We got other plans for the day. Can someone get me out of this?”

“I’ll help you, Tsum-Tsum!” Bokuto rushes to his teammate eagerly. Without thinking, he grabs one end of the long ribbon and pulls aggressively.

Atsumu yells as he begins to spin rapidly. He has no control of his movements and ends up jostling a couple chairs to the ground while trying to stop himself. Bokuto almost trips on one of them, so he jumps onto the counter out of instinct but not without knocking some things down himself. The spiker manages to accidentally push a pile of plates and a few condiments off. The plates shatter on impact while the condiments ungracefully bounce on the floor.

To make matters worse, the banner falls off the wall and lands right on top of Hinata. He panics at his loss of vision and starts walking around while trying to remove the banner from his head. Hinata steps on a couple of the condiment bottles causing the sauces to splatter onto multiple surfaces.

You and Osamu just watch everything unfold in horror. So much has happened in the last couple seconds leaving the two of you speechless. You almost feel bad for quitting your job and leaving Osamu to deal with these chaotic guys.

Pop!

A sudden popping noise takes you out of your stupor and a few pieces of colorful tissue paper flutter onto your head. When you turn around, Sakusa has his arms stretched out with a confetti popper in one hand. It was as if he was adding the final touch to the chaos.

Silence rings in the air once everyone has stopped moving. The room is in an even bigger disaster than before and the MSBY players have guilty expressions on their faces.

“Sorry, Myaa-sam.” Bokuto’s hair droops down to reflect his sadness. Hinata voices his own apology shortly after, and even Sakusa lets out a quiet ‘sorry’.

“I, uh, didn’t mean to trash the place, ‘Samu.” Atsumu looks down to the ground, avoiding his brother’s eyes. It’s not very often that the blonde uses a genuinely apologetic tone. “Sorry.”

You glance up at Osamu to gauge his reaction, but he doesn’t look as upset as you expected.

“You know what? It’s fine.” Osamu lets out a tired sigh and rubs his eyes. “This is my fault. I should’ve eaten Atsumu in the womb or something.”

“Pfft-!” A small laugh leaves your mouth before you place a hand over it. The tension is released at your boss’ comment, and everyone’s shoulders relax.

“Everyone’s gotta help clean up the place though. This is gonna take at least an hour.” Osamu starts walking to the back room to grab some cleaning supplies and gestures for you to follow him. He turns to look at you while you’re walking together. “Sorry. I know you weren’t supposed to work today but plans seemed to have changed.”

This time, you allow yourself to laugh out loud. “It’s all good. I’m glad to at least be able to help out in some way before I leave.”

After gathering everything you need, everyone is assigned a cleaning task. The streamers are taken down and the floors are scrubbed until every trace of sauce is gone. Although a bit hesitant, Atsumu discards the awful banner into the trash (“It was on sale!”/”You’re literally a pro athlete, you scrub.”). Once everything is placed back into their rightful spots, the room looks normal once again.

“We did it!” Bokuto yells excitedly. Hinata gives his friend a high-five and everyone else sits down to rest.

You take a sip of water and face Atsumu. “Atsumu-san, you said you guys had other plans for today?”

“Yeah! I brought my laptop, so we hooked it up to the TV to watch some stuff together. We have a lot of things we can choose from like movies and a few volleyball matches,” Atsumu explains as he points at the computer that’s already wired up. “We also bought some snacks from the convenience store but not too much since we ordered food for dinner later.”

You nod in understanding and secretly cheer at the relaxing activity. You were really not up for moving around, especially after basically deep cleaning the entire shop for an hour. The rest of the guys look just as relieved and start to make themselves comfortable in front of the mounted TV. For snacks, there’s tortilla chips and some dip placed on one of the tables in the middle.

The first thing you all watch is an animated action film that Hinata recommended. The movie was enjoyable for the most part, but a certain heartbreaking scene between a father and his daughter brought upon the waterworks. Bokuto and Hinata have no problem with openly crying, while Atsumu pretends like he isn’t affected even though you definitely see him wipe at his face a couple times (He eventually gives in and sobs into a handful of napkins). You did tear up at one point, but watching the other three being more dramatic than the actual movie almost made you laugh. Osamu and Sakusa remained quiet, but you did notice Sakusa adjusting his mask suspiciously when he thought no one was looking.

You all watch one more movie before switching over to recorded volleyball games. It was endearing to watch all of the guys get so passionate about different aspects of the matches, and their energy was seeping into your own excitement. You found it funny that they just had to watch volleyball matches for your little party. They really live and breathe the sport.

You were in the middle of watching an Argentina v. Brazil game when Atsumu’s phone started ringing. He stepped to the side for a bit to answer and Hinata began to gush over a friend of his on the Argentinian team. When Atsumu returns to the group, he has a disappointed look on his face. You pause the video and everyone looks at him curiously.

“We have a problem,” Atsumu begins. “The place I ordered food from says they won’t be able to make it here because it’s snowing too much, so it’s pretty much cancelled.”

Osamu lets out a frustrated sigh. “I told you not to order from a restaurant that’s an hour and a half away.”

“But, the food there is really good! I wanted (Name)-chan to try it!” Atsumu whines.

Bokuto pats his teammate on the back reassuringly. “That’s okay! It probably would’ve been a bit boring to just order food anyways! We can always go out another time!”

Atsumu deflates at his ruined plans. “Aw, man. They had our alcohol too…”

Osamu sneers. “Good, ‘cause we are not having a repeat of last time.”

Hinata places his hand on his chin in thought. “What are we going to do about dinner then? It’s too late to make a reservation at a nice restaurant, and we might have to wait in line for other places at this hour.”

Bokuto suddenly claps his hands loudly and it makes you jump slightly. “Why don’t we just make dinner for (Surname)-chan here?! A whole three course meal made by us right in this kitchen! If Myaa-sam lets us, of course.”

“Sorry, the only two people I’d ever let into the kitchen are (Name)-san and Hinata,” Osamu immediately counters.

Bokuto saunters over to your boss and begins to whisper into his ear. Osamu listens to him for a couple seconds and when Bokuto pulls back, the volleyball player gives him the saddest puppy-dog eyes you’ve ever seen. Your boss lets out a deep sigh and reluctantly nods his head. “Alright, fine.”

You’re surprised at Osamu’s words and watch as Bokuto wrangles in his teammates to tell them about his plan. To be honest, you would’ve also given into Bokuto’s pleading expression.

“(Surname)-san! Stay where you are and um...finish watching the volleyball match, while we get everything ready!” Bokuto slides your chair to face away from the kitchen. You just nod your head in compliance since there wasn’t really much you could do anyways.

For the next couple of minutes, you can hear multiple bodies shuffling around and food sizzling in the kitchen. Osamu reprimands some of the guys a few times, but you trust him enough to have everything under control. You become so engrossed in the volleyball match on TV that you don’t notice how much quieter the room has become until someone taps your shoulder.

When you turn around, you see a single table isolated on one side of the room with a set of utensils laying on top of it. Atsumu gently takes one of your hands and leads you to the table like a waiter. “We’ve got a super fancy three course meal for you, sweetheart.”

As soon as you sit down, Sakusa appears to your left with a plate in his hands. “Appetizer.”

When the plate is placed on the table, you have to hold in the laughter bubbling up in your throat. There’s a small pile of tortilla chips from your leftover snacks underneath a thin layer of melted cheese. You weren’t sure what you were expecting when they told you to look forward to your ‘fine dining’ experience, but you’re amused.

Just as you’re about to start eating, Bokuto jumps in front of you on one leg. “I wasn't allowed in the kitchen, so I’ll be the free entertainment with your meal!”

He turns on some ambient music from the laptop and begins to dance in front of you. His movements don’t match the music at all, but you can definitely say that you are entertained as you eat your homemade nachos. The rest of the guys were behind the counter, and you are a bit concerned when you notice that you’re the only one eating. “Aren’t you guys going to eat too?”

Osamu waves his arm in dismissal. “This is for you. I’m making some onigiris for everyone else while they do their thing, so don’t worry about us.”

You nod and finish up the last chip before passing the empty plate to Sakusa. He walks away and someone else takes his place. Hinata is holding another plate with both hands when he stands next to you. There’s steam coming off of the food and your mouth starts to water at the delicious aroma.

“I tried my best to make something with whatever ingredients were available, so I hope it’s good.” Hinata puts the plate down on the table and you’re pleasantly surprised by the visual. There was a cooked fish next to a mound of white rice and three seasoned meatballs. It was still far from a fancy meal, but it’s a lot nicer than any meal you would’ve cooked for yourself on a day off.

“Wow, this is really good!” Your eyes light up when you take your first bite. Hinata blushes at the compliment and mumbles a ‘thank you’.

Bokuto has now transitioned to doing some flips and cartwheels across the room. You’re not sure how he’s been able to move around so much without knocking over anything, but you’re not complaining as long as there’s nothing to clean up after.

You finish the meal Hinata had made you in no time feeling much fuller than before. Your friend takes the plate back to the kitchen and Atsumu returns with the final portion of your improvised three course meal. Your eyes light up at the piece of strawberry cream cake being put down in front of you. “Did you make this?”

Atsumu makes an exaggerated ‘x’ with his arms. “Hell no. I bought this from a bakery a couple blocks down and kept it in the fridge. There’s also a piece of chocolate on the plate that I normally keep in my bag for when I get hungry during practice. Don’t worry, it’s a new one.”

The cake has just the right amount of sweetness, and you can’t help but smile at the flavor. “Well, at least you have good taste.”

Once the cake (and the chocolate) completely disappears from your plate, you lean back in your chair full and satisfied. Bokuto does a couple more spins before striking a final pose and everyone claps in amusement.

“Alright, the food’s ready for everyone else!” Osamu announces. The rest of the guys bring chairs over to your table and sit down with a few onigiris in their hands. Osamu takes the spot next to you with his own food but doesn’t start eating immediately. Instead, he hands you a card. “This is for you.“

Curiously, you take the card and your eyes widen as you open it. The card is completely filled with writing from top to bottom, but what surprises you the most is the amount of different messages, each with their own unique handwriting. “What is this?”

“I got a couple people to sign you a card through my contacts. I wrote down the messages from people that I wasn’t able to meet in person too,” Osamu explains. ‘A couple’ was an understatement. There were a lot of names that you’ve come across during work and some of them even wrote their phone numbers asking to keep in touch.

You held the card to your chest gratefully. “I don’t know what to say. Thank you.”

The next hour is spent eating and conversing with one another peacefully. You almost didn’t want the day to end. However, it was getting late and the guys needed to head back to their dorms for an early practice game the next day. Bokuto called a taxi and you all headed outside to wait.

It didn’t take long for the taxi to arrive which meant that this would be the last time you’ll be seeing the volleyball players before you move, at least for a while. The mood turns a bit somber, but everyone is still able to keep a genuine smile on their face.

Bokuto is the first person to say goodbye. “Have fun in school! Bring us back a souvenir!”

You giggle at his silliness. “Bokuto-san, I’m not moving to a whole different country, but I hope you have fun playing volleyball too.”

You give him a double high-five and he enters into the back of the taxi to give the driver directions.

Surprisingly, Sakusa walks up to you next. “Good luck. Try not to associate with anyone like Miya.”

Atsumu scoffs. “Hey!”

Another laugh leaves your lips. “I’ll keep that in mind, Sakusa-san.”

“This is bullying!”

The both of you completely ignore Atsumu’s protests as you share a friendly fist bump. Sakusa then slips into the passenger seat of the taxi while getting an earful of his teammate’s outcry.

You hear footsteps approaching and turn your head to see Hinata with his arms outstretched. Without hesitation, you wrap your arms around his torso and he engulfs you in a warm bear hug.

“We’ll keep in touch, (Name)-san!” Hinata’s words are a bit muddled because his cheek is pressed against your head. “Let me know if you ever need anything. We’ll miss you!”

“I’ll miss you too, Sho-kun. We’ll definitely keep in touch.”

Your friend gives you one last squeeze before letting go and joining his teammates that were already in the car.

Atsumu seems to have calmed down since he’s walking back over to where you’re standing. “Saving the best for last, sweetheart?”

“Technically, your brother is the last person I’m saying bye to,” you mention cheekily.

Atsumu lets out a dramatic sigh. “Why can’t anyone just let me win?”

“Well, you are one of the top setters and one of the top servers in all of Japan. I would say you’re already a winner.” You then gesture at the male’s face. “I suppose you’ve also got a pretty nice looking face.”

“You’re just saying that to compliment ‘Samu…” He blushes at your compliment, but you can tell he’s still happy from the way his feet shuffle back and forth mirthfully.

You lean over to give Atsumu an amiable side hug and he immediately accepts it. “I’ll let you know if I’m ever down for whatever reason, so maybe we can drop a few eggs in Osamu's restaurant or something.”

Atsumu smirks at the memory of the first time you ever met. “That’s a promise.”

Once he finally steps into the taxi, it doesn’t take long for the vehicle to drive away out of sight. The night air has gotten much quieter now that the rowdier part of the group has left. Right now, it’s just you and Osamu left on the sidewalk in front of Onigiri Miya. You look up at the shop thoughtfully and smile.

“How are you feeling?” Osamu asks.

“Honestly, not too bad.” You turn to face the man who is no longer your boss now that it’s technically past work hours. It’s only been a year since you’ve met Osamu, but it’s hard to believe that you won’t be seeing him almost every single day for work. “I don’t know when I’ll have time to visit town or...um… to see you.”

Osamu looks at you for a moment in thought before giving you a soft smile. He suddenly leans forward and places a chaste kiss on your cheek. “No worries. I’ll be here. I don’t mind waiting for you.”

Your heart jumps and your chest is filled with warmth.

Osamu begins to walk towards the direction of your apartment while clutching the scarf around his neck with one of his hands. “I’ll walk you home?”

You catch up to him and match your pace with his while your arms brush against each other. “You know the way.”

The two of you walk further away from Onigiri Miya feeling lighthearted. You expected to feel much more wistful after leaving, but you felt surprisingly okay. There was always some anxiety over the idea of starting over in a new place. There was even a moment when you felt like you didn’t want to leave because you were scared to lose any of the people you’ve grown close to. However, based on the entirety of today and even the card Osamu had given you, there seems to be quite a few people that cherish you just as much as you cherish them.

Just a year ago, you felt unsure about your future, but here you are now. There are still some things that are up in the air, but you’ve come to understand that not every uncertainty needs to be fulfilled to an expectation. Sometimes it just takes a bit of patience and a good idea to take a step forward in life.

Perhaps working at Onigiri Miya was just a really good idea.

A/N: and there we go. Last day of work! I highly doubt any of these volleyball junkies would know how to properly plan a goodbye party and you cant change my mind lmao

there’s only one chapter left! it’ll sort of be like an epilogue so it wont be too long but i hope you look forward to it! hint for people that read this note: there’s gonna be a small timeskip :)

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One for All and All for One (All Might x Reader)

“Just follow me, and I’ll be your guide, love.” You didn’t take him as a dancer but find yourself pleasantly surprised at how smooth Small Might’s shaky legs guide you through a spontaneous slow dance across a silent park. Fragile fingers grasp firmly onto the curves of your hips as your hands rest comfortably on the back of his thin neck. He stares at you as if you were his entire universe before resting his forehead on yours affectionately. Another minute passes before his hoarse, yet soft voice fills the silence, “I’m a selfish man. Even though my quirk is One for All, I can’t help but want to keep All of you for One of me.”

A/N: uhhhhh not gonna lie, these small might drabbles are really entertaining to write. i aint no simp for him, but im getting my dose of serotonin. you can take this seriously or take it as a joke, whatever suits you fancy :)

all might simp taglist: @jinpanman x10000

for those that missed it yesterday~

Onigiri Miya Tidbits Ch 10

Title: the big game

Genre: gen fic, reader insert

Word Count: 4.8k

Summary: Onigiri Miya is now hiring and you just happen to be the right person for the job. The business has been gaining popularity since its grand opening, and many customers travel from different cities just to have a bite of Miya Osamu’s delicious recipes. You did expect some craziness from working in food services, but what you didn’t expect was to be bombarded with frequent tomfoolery from a bunch of attractive volleyball players during your shifts.

disclaimer: manga spoilers

A/N: i present to you...a new chapter a little earlier than usual because im not good at making productive decisions for my life or getting enough sleep :D

Previous///Next

You’re greeting yet another hungry customer during work, but your surroundings are a bit different from usual. Today, you stand behind the Onigiri Miya food stall at Kamei Arena Sendai. Osamu had planned to set up a stall for the V. League Championships event to promote his restaurant. Even though he won’t admit it, he is also here to support Atsumu.

The different setting isn’t the only thing that was new, however. Today, you had an extra worker helping out with the stall.

“Dai-kun, can you refill the Grilled Mentaiko and Salmon onigiris on the shelf?” You ask a male standing behind you while passing an order to the awaiting hands of a father and his child.

He jokingly salutes at you. “Aye aye, captain!”

Kimura Daisuke is a cousin of yours that is a year younger than you and has recently moved into town to transfer into the local university. He currently has an online tutoring job but has shown interest in working at Onigiri Miya around the time you’ll be leaving. Having your cousin assisting today is sort of like a trial run for your boss to assess. It’s also nice to have an extra pair of hands since the day was surely going to be very busy.

Osamu suddenly bumps your shoulder. “Have I already been replaced as the boss? Kimura-san seems to listen to you more than his potential employer.”

“I don’t know. Maybe you’re just slacking?” A small giggle leaves your mouth and he returns your smile.

It’s been a couple of weeks since that day. After Osamu had walked you home in the rain, he didn’t treat you any differently during work despite the slightly intimate moment you two had shared the night before. You couldn’t bring yourself to mention anything, so you decided to just act like nothing happened. It was honestly a bit of a relief since you don’t think you really have the mental capacity to deal with your feelings while trying to prepare for your new life in graduate school.

Your thoughts are cut short when you hear Osamu let out a noise of recognition. “Oh hey! It’s you, uh...from Karasuno! You were the one with that really nasty jump floater!”

A tall male with freckles scattered across his face responds to Osamu’s exclamation. “Ah. It’s Yamaguchi.”

Your boss snaps his fingers as he remembers something. “Oh yeeeah. This is Sendai. Duh. It’s your home turf.”

“Yeah. But, even if it wasn't being held here in Sendai, there’s no way I’d miss this game.” There’s a certain glint in Yamaguchi’s eyes.

Osamu grins knowingly. “I bet you wouldn’t.”

As the two look up at the Adlers vs. MSBY banner behind the food stalls, you decide to voice the question that had popped up in your mind when Osamu first greeted Yamaguchi. “Hey, you said you went to Karasuno, right? Does that mean you were teammates with Sho-kun? Or, uh, Hinata-kun?”

Yamaguchi is a little flustered when he realizes that you’ve been listening to the whole conversation but nods his head. “We were on the same volleyball team all three years of high school. Are you a friend of his?”

“Yup! I actually met him in Brazil and we’ve been good friends ever since. He’s told me a lot about his former teammates, but I’m just bad with names.”

He points to you in realization. “Oh! So, you’re the friend from Brazil! Hinata’s mentioned you a couple times when we talked over the phone.”

You chatted with Yamaguchi a bit more and even got to meet another girl named Yachi who had also been involved with Karasuno’s volleyball club. Eventually, they both had to leave since the game was starting soon and needed to meet up with a friend.

Once the Adlers vs. MSBY game commenced, there weren’t that many customers, so you were able to watch the majority of the game undisturbed. You were, however, surprised to see Akaashi when he came up to the stall to buy some onigiris. You haven’t seen him since your first day of work, so it was a bit comical to witness him slightly deflating when you mention that you haven’t told anyone about the tax incident.

For the rest of the game, the only sounds you make are ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ as you try your best to follow the fast pace (Although, you did meet a nice guy named Koganegawa who practically jumped like a child when you handed him his food). Even with all of the things you already know about the sport, this volleyball game was just too intense for you to digest everything. Before you knew it, the match was officially over with MSBY scoring the win. You felt proud of Hinata and was thoroughly impressed by all the other athletes you’ve come to know at work.

Osamu and Kimura both cheered in joy at the fantastic game as well. Even though you technically didn’t win anything, you still wanted to take advantage of the positive atmosphere, “Do you guys want to take a picture as a memory for this day?”

Your boss smiles. “Sure. I can take it with my phone. Get in!”

The three of you stand close to each other to get into the frame, with you being the middle. Osamu takes the picture and pulls it up to show you and your cousin how it turned out. Just as Osamu is about to take another photo, Kimura steps aside and you both look at him curiously.

“You guys should take a picture with just the two of you!” Kimura suggests.

You tilt your head in confusion. “What about you?”

“I just think you guys should take a picture together since you’re technically the ‘real’ workers...and some other things.” Your cousin mumbled the last part of his sentence, but you couldn’t ask him what he meant since he had already turned around to speak with someone at a nearby stall.

Both you and Osamu just shrug your shoulders at Kimura's explanation. Osamu puts his phone in a selfie position again and gestures for you to get closer. You comply and muster up the happiest smile you could make. The man beside you also produces a bright grin and snaps the picture. Afterwards, Osamu sends you both pictures and your expression softens.

Now that the game has concluded, there’s an influx of hungry customers that leave your stall busy for about an hour or so. Osamu has allowed Kimura to man the second register and your cousin has been doing fairly well for his first time on the job. After helping an elderly man with his order, the lunch rush seems to have finally died down.

You take off your apron and put it off to the side. “Osamu-san, Dai-kun. I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Will you guys be okay on your own for a bit?”

Kimura nods his head fervently.

Osamu waves his hand at you. “We’ll live.”

You snicker at his response and make your way into the closest restroom, which was actually a lot further than you expected. After taking care of your business, you walk out of the bathroom and see two male strangers loitering in the hallway, both adorning tracksuits of a team you can’t recognize. You attempt to walk past them unnoticeably but fail to do so when they stop conversing and stare at you with lingering eyes.

“Oh, hey there. You’re pretty cute.”

“Yeah. You got a boyfriend?”

The two men slowly walk over to where you’re standing and corner you against the wall from either side. You did not want to deal with this right now. “Doesn’t matter to you. Move out of the way.”

One of them scoffs and a drop of spit lands on your cheek. “What’s the big deal? We just complimented you. Can’t you see that we’re being nice?”

You wipe your face in disgust. “I’m trying to get back to work. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

As you try to push past them, you feel a rough hand grip around your wrist tightly. Another arm threateningly wraps around your waist and your steps are halted. You struggle a bit to escape, but their holds are too constricting. In the back of your mind, you wish Osamu was there.

You grit your teeth. “Let me go.”

The one with the grip on your wrist uses his other hand to grasp your chin and you glare at his face. “Listen, we’re volleyball players. Isn’t it like every girl’s dream to hang out with cool athletes like us? Clearly, being nice isn’t enough, so we’ll just have to use force.”

Having had enough, your instincts tell you to raise your leg and get ready to kick one of them. Just as you’re about to wreak havoc, a new hand grabs onto the wrist of the man in front of you. The vice grip on the man’s wrist causes his hold on you to loosen. The arm on your waist also disappears and you don’t hesitate to pull away.

In your haste, you almost lose your footing but someone catches you and pushes you behind them. Your face is assaulted by a comforting citrus scent and you immediately know who you bumped into. Sure enough, when you look up, a freshly showered Hinata is standing in front of you. He’s staring at the men who were harassing you and you’ve never seen him carry such an angry expression.

When you finally take in your surroundings, another familiar figure comes into view, his blonde hair still wet from washing up after his recent game. The mysterious hand belonged to none other than Miya Atsumu. “Looks like we’ve got some pieces of shit that leaked out of the bathroom.”

Surprisingly, Ushijima was the one who had pulled the other guy away from your waist. “Indeed.”

Both of them glare at the harassers coldly. Starting to feel a bit threatened, the strangers step aside and begin walking down the hall while looking behind them. “Ugh, these guys are just from those big shot teams. We better run before we get banned from playing.”

The men started to pick up their pace but suddenly ran into another tall figure. When they look up, Kageyama is intensely staring them down in silence. The strangers’ faces pale at the sight of the Adler’s setter.

“Dude, that's Kageyama! I think we made him angry!”

“Fuck! S-sorry!”

The two practically sprinted away leaving behind a rather confused Kageyama. He has absolutely no idea why they ran away from him. Despite what had just conspired, you internally laugh at how unaware the male was.

“Are you okay, (Name)-san?” Hinata turns around and faces you. Any traces of anger had completely dissipated from his face. “They didn’t hurt you or anything?”

“I’m okay. I appreciate it, Sho-kun.” You give him a reassuring smile.

“Man, those guys are scum,” Atsumu says with clear irritation in his voice. Even through his irritation, you can still recognize the concern in his own eyes as he focuses his attention on you. “Lucky you had your knights in shining armor?”

“I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Atsumu-san.” You raise your eyebrow at his words but wonder if this was his way of comforting you.

The blonde raises his hands in front of him in a defensive stance. “Oh, I know. I’m sure you can deliver a nice blow to the next guy that dares lay a hand on you, sweetheart.”

Ushijima speaks up from his usual quietness to give his own input to the conversation as he remembers a certain incident the first time he visited Onigiri Miya. “She has actually already done so to one of my former teammates.”

Atsumu smirks. “Well, damn.”

You get flustered for being exposed by the stoic spiker. “It was an accident!”

Before you could suffer any longer, the moment is interrupted by loud voices echoing the halls.

“Oh, wow! Are we finally gathering for that arm wrestling competition?” Spiky grey and black hair animatedly sway from side to side as Bokuto sees all of you together.

Behind him, Hoshiumi runs up to the group enthusiastically and starts to jump in place. “Oh, boy! Count me in!”

Kageyama blankly stares at his bird-like teammate. “Ah, Hoshiumi-san.”

With the addition of two more rowdy people into the group, Atsumu looks like he’s about to have a heart attack with the way he clutches his chest. “No, no! We’re doing this again?! What is this ‘let’s overwhelm the reader part 2’?!”

You have absolutely no idea what he was talking about and just shake your head in indifference. It was probably best to just leave him alone in his own strange distress.

Your movement catches Hoshiumi’s attention and the male waves his arm in greeting. “Oh, hey (Surname)-san! Did you watch our game? Did you see my skills?”

You giggle at his excitement. “I did. I was impressed by your jumping ability. You all played really well. ”

Bokuto perks up at your comment. “You have a pretty nice view from Myaa-sam’s stall, so you’ve seen all of my spikes too, right?!”

“Of course, Bokuto-san.” You briefly check your phone and realize that you’ve spent far too long going to the bathroom. “Speaking of ‘Myaa-sam’, I should probably head back to work.”

You quickly waved to all of the volleyball players and they each gave you their own warm goodbyes before walking back to their own locker rooms. However, one person stayed behind.

“I’ll walk you back, (Name)-san!” Hinata offers.

“You don’t have to. It’s not that far of a walk.” You put your hands in front of you.

He shakes his head and sends you a friendly grin, but a hint of concern is laced into his eyes. “Just in case.”

Understanding his worry, you nod and let him stay beside you as you start walking down the hallway. Right as you turn the corner, a figure wearing a face mask leaning against the wall startles you.

Hinata is momentarily shocked as well but relaxes when he realizes that it’s just another one of his teammates. “Omi-san? What are you doing here?”

Sakusa doesn’t answer Hinata and moves away from the wall to make his way towards you with his hands in his pockets. As soon as he’s in front of you, a single word leaves his mouth, “Hand.”

You’re confused but slowly lift up one of your hands anyways.

“No, the other one.” Sakusa looks at your other arm.

You comply and lift up your other hand instead and without warning, the masked man takes his hands out of his pockets and squeezes a generous amount of hand sanitizer on the wrist that was manhandled a couple minutes ago.

You stiffen at the sensation and just watch in bewilderment as Sakusa leaves without uttering another word. “What...just happened?”

Hinata softly smiles at the interaction. “That’s just how Omi-san shows he cares.”

“Me? Why would he care about me?” You ask.

“Hm...that’s something even I’m not too sure about. Omi-san can be pretty hard to read.” He places a finger on his chin in contemplation. You hum in understanding and spread the hand sanitizer around your wrist thoroughly.

Both of you continue walking back to the food stalls when Hinata comes up with an idea. “Since you’re here already, do you want to meet my former teammates from high school? They’re all staying for the whole duration of today’s games, so you can meet them after you finish work!”

“Are you sure?” There’s a small part of you that wants to meet the people who helped shape Hinata’s bright personality. “I wouldn’t want to impose on your reunion.”

“It’s no problem at all! We already kind of met up after the game, and I would love everyone to meet you since we’re also close friends! Kageyama will be there too, so you’ll know at least one other person.”

You give it another moment of thought before answering, “Alright. I’d love to meet them.”

You finally make it back to the Onigiri Miya stall after what felt like hours even though you’ve only been gone for a little while. Osamu nods his head at you first and Kimura vocally welcomes you back.

“Ah, I was wondering what was holding you up.” Your boss turns his attention to Hinata and gives him a pat on the shoulder. “Hey, man. Good game out there.”

“Thanks, Miya-san!” Your orange haired friend gives you a quick hug. “I’ll see you later, (Name)-san!”

“See ya, Sho-kun! I’ll text you when I’m free.”

Once Hinata leaves, it’s just the three of you behind the stall once again. Osamu claps his hand loudly and glances at his two co-workers. “Ready for round 2 of the pre-game lunch rush?”

“Yes, sir!” Both of your voices respond back in unison and you all get to work.

All three of you let out a final huff as you finish packing up all of the supplies and equipment used for the stall. You’ve been working nonstop for a couple hours now, but the day is finally over and everything has been cleaned up.

“You said you were meeting up with those Karasuno folks, right?” Osamu questions. “You can head over to meet them now.”

“But, what about all of this stuff?” You point at all of the boxes and tables you’d just organized.

“Kimura-san and I can take care of it. I rented out a van to move everything, so we’ll just borrow two carts to avoid any second trips,” your boss explains. He walks behind you and gently places his hands on your shoulders. “Don’t worry about us and go do your thing.”

Without much room to argue, you’re pushed away from the stalls. “Okay, okay. I’m going. I’ll see you tomorrow, Osamu-san. See you around, Dai-kun!”

Both men respond back with a shout of their own and part ways. You quickly shoot a text to Hinata telling him that you’re done. Your friend messages back immediately and lets you know where everyone was meeting up.

It wasn’t too difficult to find the Karasuno alumni since their group stood out quite a bit from others. You were able to spot Hinata first because of his apparent orange hair and even Kageyama’s furrowed eyebrows have become common enough for you to recognize. You walk over to where they are and try to position yourself in your friend’s line of vision.

“(Name)-san, you’re here!” Hinata makes eye contact with you and cuts off the conversation he’s having with a tall blonde to greet you. “Our old coach left with our kouhais since it was getting late, but most of my former teammates are here.”

Now, you’ve caught everyone’s attention and feel a bit flustered. “Um...hello. I’m Sho-kun’s friend, (Surname) (Name).”

There’s a brief pause and you wonder if you’ve already done something wrong. Suddenly, a chorus of ‘hellos’ and ‘nice to meet yous’ fill your ears and you’re slightly overwhelmed by the enthusiastic greetings.

A broad shouldered man approached you first with two other people following closely behind. He holds out his hand and you place your own in his for a handshake. The handshake is firm yet comforting. “It’s finally nice to meet you, (Surname)-san! I’m Sawamura Daichi, former captain of the Karasuno Boys’ Volleyball club.”

The grey haired man with a mole under his eye introduced himself next, “Sugawara Koshi! Hinata’s told us a bit about you, so it’s nice to finally be able to put a face to the stories. This guy next to me is Azumane Asahi; he’s a bit of a shy one.”

“S-Suga! I’m not like how I was in high school anymore. Stop teasing me!” Asahi whined to his friend before turning to you once again. “I’m Azumane Asahi.”

The rest of the group took turns introducing themselves and you were delighted to see Yamaguchi for the second time today (Although, you’re not sure why Kageyama introduced himself again since you’ve already met before). You felt more comfortable knowing that you weren’t the only girl in the group, but you’d be lying if you said that Kiyoko didn’t seem a bit intimidating with her beauty. Even Yachi’s cuteness almost blinded you.

You were in the middle of telling Yachi and an uncaring Tsukishima how you’d met Hinata in a foreign country when the man named Tanaka let out a shout to get everyone’s attention, “Guys! Noya-san wants to video chat!”

Most of the guys crowded around Tanaka’s phone and eagerly waited for ‘Noya-san’ to appear on the screen. It wasn’t long before a man with spiky dark hair and a tuft of blonde popped up a little too close to the camera. “Ryu! Everyone! What’cha guys been up to?! I caught a Marlin this morning!”

“Nishinoya! We’re doing great! We’re just meeting up for a bit before we have to leave. Hinata brought his friend too!” Daichi responds.

At the mention of a new friend, Nishinoya’s eyes light up. “Oh! Who are they? Can I meet them?”

Tanaka shifts his phone so that you’re the only one visible on camera. Feeling a bit awkward, you just give a slight wave. “Uh...hello, I’m (Surname) (Name).”

For a minute or two, the male just stares at you with wide eyes. You have no idea what to do, so you just stand still and hope for someone to intervene. Nishinoya is the first to speak and his tone turns serious, “Ryu, take me to Shoyo.”

Tanaka turns the phone to Hinata who is just as confused about the sudden change in demeanor. Once the focus is on the MSBY spiker, Nishinoya holds out his arm in front of him as if he were virtually holding the younger man’s shoulder. “You’ve done well, my young disciple.”

Hinata blinks. “Huh?”

The audio almost cuts off as Nishinoya yells his next few words, “SHE’S GORGEOUS!”

Your cheeks turn bright pink at his exclamation as the rest of the guys laugh at their friend’s antics. You weren't sure whether to feel embarrassed or flattered by the compliment.

Luckily, the excessive attention on you is short-lived as Nishinoya switches to another topic. “Should I send you guys some souvenirs? I saw this strange mask that kind of looked like Ryu from high school, and I think you guys would really like it!”

Tanaka looks amused and begins to smirk when a sudden idea pops into his head. “Noya-san, you should definitely get Daichi-san one of those!”

Daichi begins to panic. “What do you mean, Tanaka? What are those?”

“Ah, yes!” Sugawara mischievously grins. “I think he’ll like one of those!”

At this point, Asahi is nervously sweating.

Hinata looks up at Kageyama, perplexed. “Kageyama, do you know what they’re talking about?”

“No, dumbass.”

“What?! Why’d you have to add ‘dumbass’?!”

“‘Cause that’s what you are.”

A new voice pitches in. “Oh? Is the tyrant back for his new reign?”

“Tsukki!”

You’re standing off to the side with Kiyoko and Yachi, sweatdropping at the chaos enfolding in front of you. “Were...were they always like this?”

“Yeah...they haven’t really changed, huh.” Yachi lets out a lighthearted sigh. Kiyoko laughs softly.

It takes a couple minutes before everyone calms down, and Tanaka eventually ends the call with Nishinoya. It doesn’t even take a second before Sugawara makes a suggestion. “Hey, guys! We don’t know when we can all meet like this again, so let’s take a group picture!”

Tanaka jumps in agreement. “That sounds like a great idea!”

“I can take the picture,” you offer and Sugawara passes you his phone gratefully.

Hinata steps to the spot next to you. “Are you sure you don’t want to be in the picture too?”

There’s no way you’d feel comfortable butting into their picture, so you shake your head. “No, it’s fine. This is your reunion. I promise I’ll take some nice pictures.”

Everyone gets into position and you take multiple photos while making sure to capture all of their comical poses. Once everyone is satisfied, the group relaxes.

Daichi checks his watch and musters a tired sigh. “Alright. I should probably head back to work. I’m up for a night shift today.”

“I have to go too. I have a couple exams that still need to be graded by tomorrow.” Sugawara stretches his arms upwards. “We should definitely eat together next time!”

Everyone seems to agree to call it a day which is your cue to leave as well. “It was nice meeting you all.”

Asahi smiles at you. “Same here! If anything, we’re glad Hinata was able to find a good friend while he was in Brazil. We were all pretty worried about how he would fare in a new country.”

Hinata rubs the back of his head bashfully and you share a knowing look with him. “He helped me out just as much, so I’m glad too.”

After parting with the Karasuno alumni, you stopped by the bathroom before heading out. It seems like the universe has decided that you haven’t had enough chaos today when a shadow looms over you and a chill washes over your body.

You quickly turn around ready to chuck your bag at the mysterious entity but stop yourself when you make eye contact with yet another familiar individual. He’s once again in a professional black suit alongside his usual bedhead. “What the f-! Kuroo-san?”

Said male smirks. “In the flesh. How have you been, register girl?”

“What are you doing here?” Your body relaxes, but your mind is still sharp since you never know what the man is plotting.

“I work for the Japan Volleyball Association. I think it would be natural for me to be at a volleyball game, “ Kuroo explains nonchalantly.

“Could you not sneak around like some horror movie creature?”

“Oho! Already so sassy and we’ve only met once before!”

“You just give off a sassable vibe.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Whatever you want it to be.”

“Are you dating him yet?”

Kuroo’s sudden change in topic catches you completely off guard and almost stumble in place even though you’re not even walking. “...who?”

He lets out a pitiful sigh at your uncertain answer. “Poor guy…”

You’re confused as to why Kuroo’s acting like this, so you just stare at him blankly. He doesn’t seem to want to answer your unasked question and instead brings up another subject. “Well, if you’re still single, you wouldn’t happen to be interested in a guy that streams online and is also a CEO of a company?”

“If you’re trying to set me up with who I think you’re trying to set me up with, then it’s gonna have to be a no,” you quickly reply. Kuroo looks a little disappointed and you feel a bit bad for shutting him down so harshly. “Not that Kod- Kozume-san is a bad guy or anything. I just...don’t think getting in a relationship right now would be a good idea. I’m gonna be super busy and I won’t be here for much longer anyways.”

The lanky man’s expression shifts to one of curiosity. “You going somewhere?”

You suppose you should get used to explaining yourself since you’ve only told a handful of people about your future plans. “I’m going to a graduate school a couple hours away, so I’ll be out of this area in a few months.”

“What are you studying?’

“Sports medicine.”

Kuroo lets out a low whistle. “Never took you as the type to study something sports related, but that’s pretty cool.”

He reaches into the pocket of his blazer and takes out a business card. He offers it to you with a smirk on his face. “Here’s my business card. My number’s on it.”

You raise your eyebrows at his gesture and cautiously take the card. “I still have your number from when you sent me pictures, remember?”

His eyes lighten up at your revelation. “I’m flattered that you never deleted it. Pass this to a friend of yours if you’d like then.”

“Is there a reason you wanted to give me your business card?” You place the card in your bag for safe keeping.

Kuroo’s face softens. “Give me a call after you graduate. I can hook you up with a few connections for a job.”

Your eyes widen at the unexpected kindness. You’ve only met the guy twice, but he’s already offering to do something so helpful. If you didn’t already know the people he surrounded himself with, you would have definitely been more suspicious of him. “That’s...really nice of you. Thanks, Kuroo-san.”

“Anything for my best friend’s number one fan.” He points to the Bouncing Ball keychain dangling from your bag and you feel a bit shy. The man then places a hand to his chest and lifts his other arm to the side. “Plus, I’m always this kind.”

“Oh, I’m sure.”

The two of you exchange amused expressions before you finally head out of the building. The night air is refreshing after spending an entire day inside of a crowded gymnasium. Despite the variety of personalities that you’ve met in a span of less than an hour, you’re walking off feeling strangely at ease.

A/N: cockblock atsumu strikes again but for the good of the universe this time :D

In case you’re wondering why i added Kimura (cousin) suddenly, i just made him the little dude working with osamu at the stall in the manga hehe

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OKAY BUT HEAR ME OUT. IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT TO SHARE SOME OF MINE.

bokuto uses bar soap for everything. hand soap, shampoo, body wash, conditioner = bar soap. it probably makes his skin hella dry oof. he also uses kids' toothpaste and the fukurodani team always judges him during training camps. bokuto thinks it tastes better than minty toothpaste

kuroo uses 5-in-1 shampoo D:

daichi does not know how to properly open a bag of chips. he's the dude in class that always spills chips everywhere because he puts too much strength in his arms for no reason but he cannot for the life for him open a jar

ukai wears toe socks while takeda-sensei wears toe shoes. change my mind

asahi doesn't know how to use dry shampoo, so sometimes his hair is just white because he doesn't brush it out and it looks kinda nasty. shimizu had to teach him how to take care of his hair

when tendou showers, he sticks his stray hairs on the wall and makes "hair art" (like swirls or something) his mom always yelled at him to stop as a kid but he liked to be a menace

goshiki can't sleep with the fan on cause he thinks it'll fall on top of him during the night

kindaichi always pushes doors that are supposed to be pulled (vice versa) man doesn't look like he really reads signs tbh

kunimi takes a fist full of candy from the free candy bowls at restaurants with a straight face. sometimes he likes to look directly at the person at the front desk while he does so out of spite

koganegawa doesn't know the national anthem so he mumbles it every time it plays and hopes no one can hear him

iwaizumi has to do the L-technique with his hands on the wheel when he's driving because sometimes he forgets his left from his right in the moment

terushima doesn't know how to recycle

c’mon, can we bring into circulation the embarrassing and weird headcanons of the hq guys...? like they’re a bunch of dumb boys and I just KNOW there’s a treasure trove of material out there to share… for example:

hanamaki absolutely cannot dougie. for the life of him. he's watched the music video a million times and practices the dance in front of his bathroom mirror every night, but he has 0 control over his body when it's time to hit the dance floor and does this weird pathetic wiggle that has the girls around him dying of laughter

aran has a satchel he wears occasionally when going out and the twins call it his “man purse” loud enough so that other people on the street can hear them

osamu sprayed his mom’s perfume into his mouth when he was a kid to see if it tasted as good as it smelled (it didn't)

bokuto will put two volleyballs under his shirt when it’s break time to annoy konoha and call them his “volley-boobs”

kuroo accidentally called his homeroom teacher "mom" once when asking for help on a homework question and now goes red in the face whenever he has to talk to her

tendou used to have "ninja" as his dream job when he was in elementary school and well into middle school because of his obsession with naruto (and he still says dattebayo sometimes too...)

matsukawa will occasionally say "ruh-roh" like scooby under his breath when taking exams

futakuchi didn't know you had to wash your bath towels on a weekly basis because he thought that him being fresh out of the bath equated to both him and his drying towel being clean

ushijima didn't correctly connect his airpods to his phone for the first week he got them, so whenever he went on a run he would blast the music from his phone speaker while thinking his airpods were kind of weak on the sound...

terushima once put mentos into his mouth and drank a bottle of coke because he thought the coke would shoot out of his mouth like a fire hose, but instead he choked on the mentos and nearly died

hinata used to think that kony would kidnap him in the middle of the night in 2012 even though he lived in japan

oikawa once tried to rev his engine when waiting at an intersection to impress a cute girl who stopped next to him, but he forgot to shift his car into park and accidentally rear-ended the car in front of him

I know have a little lackluster on reviewing onigiri miya tidbits, but thank you for writing the series!! I absolutely love everything thing about it!! your writing interactions between reader and everybody are the best, it just makes me smile so damn much! The recent chapter was also so adorable, everybody just calling y/n for their food nutritions! 🥺💞💞💞

you've literally just made my day 🥺🥺🥺 even an occasional ask like this makes me feel asdjahkldjh. thank you so much for taking the time to read my chaos and sticking through with me even though my update schedule was trash. i feel like the happiest person in the world whenever someone tells me i made them smile 😊 (y/n deserves a raise)

i just wanted to create a separate post to say thank you again for everyone that's been following onigiri miya tidbits and giving me so much support! it was so much fun to write and it's a little sad to see it end. im not a super big blog (i suck at keeping up with being social) and i dont get a lot of notes, so that means i see each and every single person that likes and comments on my writing! thanks for the dedication (;

i do have some ideas that never made it into some of the chapters so im considering writing some small oneshots of extra scenes, but i probably wont be writing those any time soon. it'll be like a mini surprise when i do just post them randomly though :)

cheers to me actually finishing a series :D

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