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Rintaro watches Kaiya, and nine times out of ten, he's the most through, loving husband and father you could ever ask for. He’s mindful of what he’s doing with his daughter, but still leaves her a small amount of independence that lets her little six year old mind thrive.
But one out of ten, he crumbles. This time, is the one.
Rintaro’s finally splurged money on this game to play with osamu and akagi, and both of them are finally on, so he happily sets up Kaiya next to him while he plays, giving her coloring books and toys to make do with quietly.
When she gets bored with that, she curls up on Rintaro’s lap, tiny hands playing with his hair and hitting him with pillows.
Then, finally, after too much normal… she speaks.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, angelface?"
"Wanna be like you," she says, climbing off the couch and rocking back and forth on her heels. “Wanna look like you daddy…” Rintaro flashes a smile and turns to her, pausing the game and turning to her, leaning forwards to kiss her tiny nose akin to yours.
“Kaiya, you can be anything you want to be,” he says, reaching out to ruffle her hair. “Mommy and the twins are gonna be home soon, so let’s surprise her, okay?”
“Okay daddy!” She squeals excitedly, her feet toddling back down the hall to the playroom. Rintaro chuckles and shakes his head as he unpauses his game, shooting the enemies and doing a terrible job of censoring when he loses.
He barely processes when you get home, only snapping him out of his zone when you kiss his head and he jumps a foot in the air.
“Hey momma,” he says, pausing his game and stretching. “How was the pediatrician?”
“Look dadda!” Sachiko says, showing him her arm which is covered by a my little pony bandaid.
Rintaro blows his eyes wide, “woah! My brave girl!” He reaches up to pinch her cheek playfully, which she giggles from. “How about you Sachie, you got one?”
“Ripped it off in the car,” you chuckle. “Where’s our other terrors?”
“Akito’s playing his games and Kaiya’s playing dress up,” he answers, flashing you a smile. “She wants to be like me.”
Your brows raise playfully, “oh she does, does she? Wants to be a pain in mommy’s butt?”
“Always,” he says, grinning.
You jostle the twins, “come on, let’s go check on sissy!”
“Otay mumma!”
“Yayyyy!”
Rintaro watches as you walk away with the tiny humans, shaking his head and turning back to his game with a smile, satisfied in his fatherly duties and he can’t wait to take pictures with his little mini-me, dressed in his clothes and-
“KAIYAAAA NAAAAAOOOO!”
You scream. Rin’s heart stops.
Immediately, your shriek rocks the house, making Rintaro absolutely leap off the couch, not even bothering to pause his game and making a dash up the stairs to meet you.
He sees the bathroom door open, his tiny twins watching in awe on the floor now while your hands cover your mouth in horror, and akito laughing into his fist having also been roused from his video games. At least he found this amusing.
When Rintaro pokes his head around the corner to see the action, his jaw slacks as his beautiful six year old, his tiny little mini-me and smart little stink-
Has officially cut her hair.
Short.
Just like his.
“Kaiya!” He begins, more in shock than a scold, “what did you do!”
“Wanna look like you daddy!” She cheers happily.
“THATS NOT WHAT I THOUGHT YOU MEANT!”
The two twins waddle into the room to play with the fallen hair from Kaiya’s head, gathering wads of it and trying to pass it to you.
Akito lays a hand on your shoulder, “Ma? You okay?”
Rintaro rubs a hand along your back, “babe…?”
“I leave you… with her… for FIVE. MINUTES!” You scream, and thankfully, it’s met with laughter from the three littlest children in the room. “What-! I don’t even-! When did-! RINTARO-“
“Hey hey, it’s alright!” He says easily, pulling you in for a hug, “it’s just hair baby, it’ll grow back!”
“SHE COULDVE GOTTEN HURT!”
“But she didn’t-“
“Don’t even start defending, Rintaro,” you snarl, and with fury you walk over to Kaiya and scoop her into your arms to inspect her.
Akito claps a hand on Rintaro’s back with a fresh, “good luck,” before turning on his heel to leave the bathroom and let his father be scolded. Rintaro sighs and moves to pick up the twins in his arms, watching you like a scolded child as you check her for injuries.
“I really didn’t know,” he says softly, planting a kiss to Sachie’s hair. “I just thought… she’d play dress up or something. Wear my jersey or something.”
You sigh and fist your hands tightly, “it’s got nothing to do with the actual hair cut, Rin,” you explain. “And you know I don’t care about leaving her for a bit to play video games. But she could’ve gotten so hurt! Where’d she even get scissors!”
Your teeth are gritted together roughly, so tight he wanted to massage your jaw to make it better.
But he’s positive if he touched you, you’d bite him.
“We were doing arts and crafts,” he answers quietly.
You take a deep inhale in through your nose, then slowly release it from your mouth, “come on Kaiya. Show mommy your crafts.” You bounce her slightly with a smile, “daddy’s gotta go stand in time out until he’s 40!”
She giggles while you two leave, leaving him with the twins playing with the collar of his shirt.
“Mumma mad?” Sachie asks.
“Oh yeah,” he chuckles.
“Dadda bad?” Sachiko asks.
Once again, he chuckles and plants a kiss to their heads, making them giggle and plop wet kisses on his cheeks, “ohhh yeah…
“He sure is, girls.”
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[ sakusa kiyoomi ! soulmate au ]
it had been years since your own soulmate has rejected you. due to the nature of the message, one would assume it was cruel, but you couldn’t help but find it so despite how how your heart crushed when you had first seen it. it was simple and clear, the only sentence they had ever written you.
i don’t want a soulmate, please don’t contact me. sorry.
there were no conversations shared after you had responded with a simple ‘got it,’ and waited a few moments, making sure to give them time to view it before you erased the words to prevent the way your eyes seemed a little blurry every time you saw them.
when you had explained the situation to your friends, one of them looked you dead in the eyes, their eyes wide, and questioned how you seemed too nonchalant. they questioned if you understood what that had meant, that you would be alone forever, and you simply shrugged.
it wasn’t as if the situation didn’t affect you. of course, within all years you grew up, you tended to feel a little upset when you watched how other soulmates seemed so in love, how they completed each other upon first sight when the person made to love you didn’t want you, and of course you cried here and there, but one fact remained.
there was nothing you could do.
you weren’t going to pathetically and desperately try to change their mind. you had enough faith that if they changed their mind, they would grab a pen and make the first move themselves, especially since you were no longer kids.
you weren’t going to ruin your own life over someone you didn’t even know, so instead, you held your head high and moved on, and all your efforts were enough to let you intern and work with the manager of the MSBY black jackels. after talking with the lady, who seemed so overworked that you weren’t sure the salary could even be worth it, you found yourself finally standing in front of the team.
“guys, this is [y/n]. they will be sitting in on practice for the following two weeks, please don’t bother them.”
you offered a polite smile and a wave. “hello, it’s a pleasure meeting you all. if you need any help, don’t hesitate to ask.”
the exhausted manager proceeded to introduce them one by one, and while they were all very attention grabbing, your eyes only lingered more than necessary on one who coincidentally happened to be staring at you, eyes wider in an emotion you couldn’t make out.
sakusa kiyoomi.
it took you a few days to get comfortable with the overly chaotic team and it didn’t take long until atsumu finally brought up the over-used question that no longer made you flinch. “so, have you met your soulmate yet? they’re one lucky motherfucker.”
you almost snorted at the irony. instead, you hummed in disagreement, purposely acting unaware of how sakusa actually seemed to be interested in the conversation for once, how he immediately stopped his actions, eyes set on you as he watched your ever move as you scrolled through instagram. “flattering, ‘tsumu. i haven’t.”
the ball of sunshine that was hinata tilted his head curiously, eyes wide. “woah, do they live far? how come you haven’t met them yet?”
“oh, they rejected me.” you stated calmly, voice clear of any emotions. everyone seemed to freeze and you could have sworn you heard sakusa suck in a breath loudly, but you glanced up and offered a smile. “it’s fine, please don’t worry! it happened years ago, i’m already over it.”
atsumu blinked. “so… does that mean i can ask?”
meian immediately smacked the back of his head, apologetically glancing at you, but you only let out a light laugh. despite how the faux blond was very rude at times, you thought it was nice for him to ask first. after all, you had uncountable encounters where you hadn't even finished your answer before you were bombarded with rude, nosy questions. "yeah, i don't care. what's on your mind?"
immediately, miya, hinata and bokuto were slumped in front of you, legs crossed and attention undivided. they reminded you of little kids waiting for a reward, and you couldn’t help the small amused smile pulling on your lips as you shut your phone, taking note of how sakusa stood behind them, leaning on the wall with furrowed eyebrows and a frown.
“when did it happen?”
“i was ten.”
“did it hurt?”
“like physically?” you snorted, your amusement growing when the three nodded quickly. “no, it did not. it hurt a little emotionally, of course, but nothing physical.”
“what are you planning to do in life without a soulmate? will you fall in love with someone else?” bokuto gasped curiously, leaning closer, and you raised an amused eyebrow.
“contrary to popular belief, romantic love isn’t everything. i think i can survive alone, bokuto.”
he pouted. “that sounds so miserable, though! i have no idea what i would do without my keiji, [y/n]! how are you still alive?”
meian immediately pulled the athlete up with a scolding frown, but you let out a small laugh. “you can’t exactly miss something you never had, you know?”
“but still! i—“
“enough, you mannerless little shit.” meian sighed tiredly, shooing the two other athletes out as he dragged bokuto outside. the room was now empty with the exception of you and sakusa, and considering the man had never spoken a word to you before, nonetheless did anything but frown at you, surprise was an understatement to what you felt once he quickly took a seat in front of you, replacing the others with an even more distressed expression than bokuto had a few seconds ago.
“can i ask you a few questions?”
you blinked in slight surprise, then slowly nodded. “sure, go on.”
he swallowed harshly. “what— what would you do if your soulmate suddenly just wrote to you?”
for an odd unidentifiable reason, the question felt even more personal than any question you had ever asked before as you tilted your head in slight thought. “well, i would give them a chance.”
he frowned. “that’s stupid. they broke your heart, rejected you before they even knew you and you would give them a chance that easy?”
you stared blankly at sakusa, who seemed to realize his words immediately and grimace, swallowing harshly. “sorry— fuck. look, it’s just…”
he groaned for a second before he buried his face into his palms hopelessly and you resisted the urge to reach over and pat his head in a pathetic attempt to comfort him, your intense confusion distracting you as you patiently waited for him to continue. after a few seconds, he finally sucked in a breath, looking up with exhausted eyes and a frown.
“i may have rejected my soulmate when i was young and i’m too much of a coward to actually contact them again because why the fuck would you give your soulmate another chance after they rejected you? fuck, i have been through hell and i’m the one who made the decision!”
you blinked once, then twice, slowly registering his words, before shrugging. “i think that’s just because you’re a coward, sakusa.”
he pouted. you thought the sight was adorable and you ignored the sudden urge to squish his cheeks, mentally scolding yourself. you had more important things to focus on other than how utterly adorable he was.
“what have you got to lose?” you hummed, leaning over and resting your elbow on your thigh, your cheek resting on your palm. “you already said it yourself, you feel like hell. are you going to live the rest of your life simply wondering when you have the chance to change it and fix what you ruined as a child?”
he groaned loudly. “what if they weren’t as forgiving as you, [y/n]! what if they reject me?”
“well, they would have the right to, obviously,” you started, deadpanning. he visibly sulked, and you mentally groaned at how affected he was at this. why couldn’t your soulmate be anything like the attractive man regretting all his life decisions in front of you? you truely had the worst luck. “but, at least you wouldn’t have to wonder anymore, and even if they do reject you, they would probably take it back after a while, anyways. you’re soulmates, dude.”
he frowned as he considered your words, before he nodded slowly. “okay. fuck, okay, what’s the move?”
you blinked. “why are you asking me that?”
“you’re coaching me throughout this.” he stated blankly, and you would have immediately told him that you were definitely not qualified for that if it wasn’t for the fact that his hands were shaking. you sighed, reaching over and grabbing a pen from your pocket before you held it out. the way he immediately grabbed it without even bothering to satanize it first showed you how stressed he was, so you calmly stared at him until he huffed, looking up. “okay, i can do this. tell me what to write.”
you shut your eyes, leaning back in your seat with a tired sigh. this was definitely not what you signed up for when you decided on this job. “give me a minute to think. any prompts?”
“you’re too slow, i can’t wait anymore.” he hissed, and you heard the pen cap fall on the ground. you snorted loudly, ignoring how your arm suddenly felt a little numb.
“well, you certainly had no problem waiting years.” you muttered humorously. however, there was no remark from sakusa and you finally forced your eyes open when you noticed how quiet it was, your gaze falling on a wide-eyed sakusa, lips parted in disbelief. and to your disbelief, his gaze wasn’t on his arm, it was on yours, where there was suddenly a neatly scribbled sentence.
would you give me a chance if i asked?
it was silent for a few seconds as both of you stared blankly at your arm before you managed to swallow harshly, lifting your gaze up. once your eyes met, you couldn’t help but crack a wide grin. “well, are you going to kiss me or do i have to wait a few more years?”
your laugh echoed through the room when sakusa nearly leapt over to reach you, his lips silencing the noise as he held you desperately like you were to disappear, and every moment before his touch suddenly felt as miserable as bokuto had described it.
‘i have no idea how i was alive without this either, bokuto.’
[ sakusa kiyoomi ]
considering your boyfriend made it pretty clear on several occasions that he hated valentines, you weren’t surprised he made no move to even contact you during the day. you were slightly disappointed due to the fact that you loved the day, sure, but it wasn’t fair to place your disappointment on him when you knew what you were getting yourself into due to the years of friendship before dating, so you didn’t dwell much on it.
you had asked previously if you two would meet tonight and when he mumbled a response about how he would probably be practicing late, you took over your co-workers shift to save yourself the boredom of being home alone while consecutively giving her a chance to see her partner, earning multiple ‘thank you!’s and a promise that she will take your shift whenever as she rushed out, prompting you to smile.
you loved valentines.
you didn’t have a solid reason on why you did, but you didn’t need one. you loved being surrounded with red heart balloons and roses wherever you walked and you loved the glee on people’s faces as they celebrated the day with their beloveds. it made you feel warm every time despite your plans or status and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched a boy blush furiously as his girlfriend handed him flowers, giggling quietly with a love-dazed face.
the obnoxious bell ringing against the glass door made you turn to the costumers walking in, your smile widening just slightly as you saw osamu and atsumu bickering as they approached the counter until their eyes landed on you and widened just the slightest, atsumu gasping. “yer working today?!”
“yeah,” you mused, placing your chin on your palm. “you’re both spending valentines together?”
they both shot you a glare that only caused your grin to widen, placing their usual orders down on the system either way. osamu grunted. “he finished his date early and went over to have a mental breakdown at my restaurant.”
atsumu gaped at him for a few seconds in pure betrayal as you let out a quiet snicker before he shot his twin a harsh glare. “at least i had plans!”
osamu gave him a glare back. “they are out of town, you little—“
“please don’t scare my costumers away,” you retorted, cutting them off. they both huffed, avoiding eye contact before their eyes landed back on you and atsumu raised an eyebrow.
“what about ya? plans ended early?”
“there were no plans,” you shrugged casually, adding extra syrup into osamu’s drink while catching the discreet way his eyes lightened up at the action. “kiyoomi hates valentines.”
atsumu frowned. “but ya love valentines!”
you hummed, sliding osamu’s drink over. “so? i don’t have to spend it with him against his will to be happy.”
osamu stared at you with furrowed eyebrows and a frown that matched his twin’s. “yer too nice. so, where is he today?”
you shrugged. “told me he was practicing.”
they both shared a look before looking at you and speaking in sync. “when do you get off? we’re taking you out.”
you smiled as you slid atsumu’s drink over, stating that the drinks were on the house when they attempted to pay before telling them that you only had a few minutes left. as you finished the last bit of your shift, you could hear them checking with their partners that it was okay and you couldn’t help but silently melt at how cute their relationships were as you waited for the last costumer to leave and closed up, shrugging your jacket off before calling out for them.
the rest of the day was nice. the three of you bought over-priced cupcakes and ate them in a dark playground, half the time spent with you laughing in amusement while they argued while the other half was spent with the three of you gossiping about drama suna had shared. they even bought you a red heart-shaped balloon and you almost teared up as you gleefully accepted it, thanking them frantically as they walked you to the door of your apartment building.
“can i do something before ya leave?” atsumu grinned mischievously and you snorted as you nodded, interested to see what his plan was. he simply got out his phone, making you stand between the twins before he snapped a selfie of the three of you, making sure to capture osamu’s small smirk, the balloon and his poked-out tongue before he beamed. “sent!”
you raised an amused eyebrows as osamu snickered. “you sent that to kiyoomi?”
“yeah, told him we stole ya.”
you laughed as you bid them your goodbyes and made your way up to your joined apartment, humming your favorite song under your breath softly. you assumed your boyfriend was still practicing, so you were pleasantly surprised when you unlocked the door and the lights were all on, your boyfriend’s shoes in their usual spot.
“kiyoomi, i’m home!” you called out after a sleepy yawn, expecting to get a simple ‘in our room!’ or anything back. instead, your boyfriend walked out of the hallway with furrowed eyebrows and a frown.
“you were with the miyas?”
“hm? yeah.” you hummed, placing your stuff down on the coffee table, too sleepy to notice the way he was practically sulking. “they came before my shift ended and decided to take me out. when did you arrive?”
he huffed as he dragged himself over, strong arms pulling you into a tight hug as he buried his face into your neck. you smiled softly, your hands moving to lock into his hair as you hugged him even tighter. he hummed softly. “i missed you, how was your day?”
“it was nice,” you murmured quietly, enjoying the warmth he provided. “i love valentine’s day.”
he froze. you obliviously continued.
“the café was super busy, but it was nice seeing everyone on dates, you know? there were a lot of roses as well and it’s just so heartwarmin—“
he pulled away quickly, eyebrows furrowed deeply. “you… you love valentines?”
“hm?” you blinked. “yeah? it’s my favorite holiday.”
“you love valentines?”
you let out a small laugh at how cute he looked when he was confused. “of course i do. everyone knows i do, kiyoomi, how did you never notice?”
he tugged his hands into his hair. “how did i not notice— why didn’t you tell me you loved valentines?”
you shrugged calmly, not seeing the issue, and your nonchalance only seemed to make him even more distressed. “you hate valentines so i didn’t see why i should mention it, you know? i didn’t want you to force yourself to plan anything or do anything for me.”
he stared at you for a few seconds before he fell back on the couch, burying his face into his hands and mumbling muffled words before he let his hands fall down and frowned. “you’re an awful human being.”
you were too amused to take offense as you shrugged a few of the thick layers you wore off. “why am i an awful human being, my love?”
“how can you not tell me you love valentines? i would have taken a day off and i would bought you those stupid overpriced flowers and those overpriced chocolates you would hate and we could have spent the entire day together and—“
“you don’t like valentines.”
“yeah, but i love you.” he huffed. “i love you and i want to make you happy.”
“i’m always happy with you,” you assured, slightly entertained. “i promise. why do you seem more upset about us not spending this together than me?”
“because i was under the impression that you also hate valentines,” he muttered as exhaustion finally seemed to take over, his drooped shoulders and pout causing the almost 6’3 professional athlete to seem like a child. you took the seat beside him and he immediately laid his head down on your lap, huffing. “i didn’t know you liked it. i would have planned the best day if i knew you did, i promise.”
“you keep missing the point, my love.”
“what’s the point of anything if i ruined our first valentines together?”
“you’re such a drama queen,” you snorted softly, running your hands through his soft hair as he blinked sleepily. “the point is that i don’t need to celebrate valentines with you to be happy, kiyoomi, and you not buying ‘overpriced flowers’ won’t make me love you any less. i knew what i was getting myself into when i started dating you, i don’t want you to change and i genuinely don’t mind.”
his cheeks flushed, but he still sulked. “whatever, i’m taking you out next year.”
“or… we can stay in and order takeout? how’s that?”
“i’ll buy a stupid bouquet too.”
you grinned at his sleepily grumbles. “you can buy me a stupid bouquet then. you can even buy me stupid chocolates too, how’s that?”
“i will,” he mumbled determinedly, eyes finally shutting. “i love you so much, i’m sorry.”
“i love you and you have nothing to be sorry about, my love.” you promised, leaning to kiss his forehead. you only got a soft snore in response, your grin widening.
you truely couldn’t wish for a better valentines.
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pouty sakusa supremacy :p anw valentine ended 22 minutes ago for me but yolo ! hope you enjoy this one :)
𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍' 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 waking up next to pretty boy suna, his sleeping face softer and cute. not being able to stop yourself from slightly moving strands of hair away from his face, ending up cupping his cheek rubbing it in circles slowly admiring his features. only to hear a groggy yet sweet "morning pretty." making your heart flutter at his cute yet hot morning voice, your smile growing wider as he pulled you close to his bare chest so he can press a kiss to your forehead. "sleep well?" humming in response, your eyes fluttering close as you know your both not getting out of his bed until 1pm. "Wanna binge vampire diaries again?" He asked sleep still laced in his voice, smiling down at you feeling you nod against his chest. "alright g'night cutie, sweetdreams." you giggle before you fall back asleep, still imagining about the dark haired boy in your dream.
Trust and believe he's dreaming about you too <33
🤍 HAIKYUU MEN HELPING YOU WHEN YOU ENCOUNTER SATAN'S WATERFALL
synopsis : kuroo, oikawa, and tsukishima with a gn!reader on their period
cw : menstruation
genre : fluff
a/n : is this self-insert? ...mayhaps,, also send in requests with other men if you feel like it 👉🏻👈🏻
KUROO
the loveliest mofo istg
always has chocolate and paracetamol on hand
rushing over to you the second you double over in pain
kuroo turns into a fussy mother
he just doesn't want his baby hurting <3
but he still takes his time to tease you lmao
"babe, please," you whine.
kuroo's been rubbing your stomach for ten minutes now, cooing into your ears. you found the action sweet for the first minute, but now he just sounds like a goddamn rooster waking you up at the ass crack of dawn.
"you know you're supposed to go lower, right?"
"oya, you naughty y/n," he says as he trails his hand downward.
you bite his arm to stop him </3
OIKAWA
I hc Oikawa to be v close to his sister
there's a reason he's gorgeous, okay
so he'd probably have everything under control
his sister taught him to carry paracetamol, tampons, pads, and pantyliners in his emergency kit at all times, especially now that you two are together
he probably knows how to use them too lol
unlike kuroo, he doesn't have chocolate on hand
but he will speed to the nearest convenience store to get them
oikawa is panting at the foot of your bed, hand raised to silence the words brewing in your head. he's sure you're confused, but he's so out of breath, he can't even consider that. finally, he lifts the hand holding the grocery bag above his head in triumph.
"chocolates—" he wheezed— "Hershey's and Mars; nothing but the best for my cutie pie"
TSUKISHIMA
gonna have to go with everyone saying he'd be keeping track of it for you
it's not even like he's doing any crazy calculations
you just always tell him when your period's starting
so he took it upon himself to enter the dates on a period tracking app on his phone
he makes sure to stock up on snacks a couple of days before in preparation
becomes very patient when your nearing your period lmao
will tell you if your next cycle's close
"y/n, do you have enough snacks with you?" tsukishima asks as he roams the supermarket.
"no, why?"
"nothing much," he throws a family-sized pack of Doritos into his shopping cart, "do you like the brand of mochis I got you last week?"
"yeah..."
tsukishima hums wordlessly as he grabs a few bags of the matcha flavoured goodies you like.
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🤍 HAIKYUU MEN HELPING YOU WHEN YOU ENCOUNTER SATAN'S WATERFALL
synopsis : kuroo, oikawa, and tsukishima with a gn!reader on their period
cw : menstruation
genre : fluff
a/n : is this self-insert? ...mayhaps,, also send in requests with other men if you feel like it 👉🏻👈🏻
KUROO
the loveliest mofo istg
always has chocolate and paracetamol on hand
rushing over to you the second you double over in pain
kuroo turns into a fussy mother
he just doesn't want his baby hurting <3
but he still takes his time to tease you lmao
"babe, please," you whine.
kuroo's been rubbing your stomach for ten minutes now, cooing into your ears. you found the action sweet for the first minute, but now he just sounds like a goddamn rooster waking you up at the ass crack of dawn.
"you know you're supposed to go lower, right?"
"oya, you naughty y/n," he says as he trails his hand downward.
you bite his arm to stop him </3
OIKAWA
I hc Oikawa to be v close to his sister
there's a reason he's gorgeous, okay
so he'd probably have everything under control
his sister taught him to carry paracetamol, tampons, pads, and pantyliners in his emergency kit at all times, especially now that you two are together
he probably knows how to use them too lol
unlike kuroo, he doesn't have chocolate on hand
but he will speed to the nearest convenience store to get them
oikawa is panting at the foot of your bed, hand raised to silence the words brewing in your head. he's sure you're confused, but he's so out of breath, he can't even consider that. finally, he lifts the hand holding the grocery bag above his head in triumph.
"chocolates—" he wheezed— "Hershey's and Mars; nothing but the best for my cutie pie"
TSUKISHIMA
gonna have to go with everyone saying he'd be keeping track of it for you
it's not even like he's doing any crazy calculations
you just always tell him when your period's starting
so he took it upon himself to enter the dates on a period tracking app on his phone
he makes sure to stock up on snacks a couple of days before in preparation
becomes very patient when your nearing your period lmao
will tell you if your next cycle's close
"y/n, do you have enough snacks with you?" tsukishima asks as he roams the supermarket.
"no, why?"
"nothing much," he throws a family-sized pack of Doritos into his shopping cart, "do you like the brand of mochis I got you last week?"
"yeah..."
tsukishima hums wordlessly as he grabs a few bags of the matcha flavoured goodies you like.
© ALL WORKS BELONG TO @adxnosine. REBLOGGING IS APPRECIATED BUT DO NOT REPOST, EDIT OR PLAGIARISE ON ANY SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORMS.