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modern au high school hcs for my fav haikyuu boys based on my high school experiences + romance hcs <3
[miya osamu, sakusa kiyoomi, oikawa torū, iwaizumi haijime]
a/n- part one + my asks are open bc i do not know what to write but im down for mostly anything tbh so ASK AWAY PLS
miya osamu
he has a similar gpa to his brother [gpa at a 2.5 😔]
is in culinary club and the president
since atsumu is a drake glazer, osamu makes sure to bring up kendrick everytime he hears a drake song
he had a field day when “not like us” mv dropped
even though his brother and him are opposites in a way, that hasn’t stopped osamu from being submitted on ‘inarizaki.bops’
he was most likely talking to a teacher
private insta with 300 followers
doesn’t give a fuck abt p.e and would be enjoying basketball if they weren’t able to play volleyball
osamu would probably also have a very casual way of dressing — stussy and abrocrombie fiend
steals from his brother’s nike collection while owning several pairs adidas gazelles and new balances himself
as for with his s/o, he would be more of a soft launch guy and would post stories of you two holding hands or the two of you in a mirror pic
he would def be holding your hand in the halls and having his arm around you
imagine peter k lara jean moment
your friends would find him to be a green flag
the two of you would use study hall to not study at all but use his little crock pot thing he got from tiktok shop and make food
would try to be nara smith one day and fail miserably
very much would wear ‘aqua de gio’ bc i said so (n would find atsumu’s cologne to be too strong)
dates would include: cooking at his place and eating your masterpieces while watching movies (esp spider-man bc he seems the type)
artists he would listen to: kendrick lamar, joey bada$$, childish gambino, doja cat
sakusa kiyoomi
annoyingly smart (3.6 gpa) and would probably get a 4/5 avg on his ap tests
if he wasn’t on volleyball, he seems the type to be in academic decathlon or science olympiad
would be keeping to himself but if he were to play a sport, it would be smt like lacrosse or tennis
he’s rich. like RICH RICH. (he goes to itachiyama with three siblings or smt)
so he’d wear like club monaco, j. crew, or like ralph lauren
would have a specific rotation of shoes that would be asics or new balance in white
insta would be like 700 followers and 32 following
for him and his s/o, he’d be like osamu and would be very much soft launch you
even though he hates crowds, he would very much like to go out with you shopping (in a shopping center that has nobody/barely anyone)
kiyoomi may be presenting himself as a cold and calculating and he can be, but he’s a soft to ppl he’s close with
him and komori would use brain rot language ironically (I just see that lemme elaborate) after komori would use brain rot language unironically
he would use it with you once “by accident”
he kept hearing komori say it and said it subconsciously
and then never again after the second hand embarrassment he got
“on skibidi…?”
you still bring it up to this day (he blames komori)
dates would include movie nights and making pillow forts
artists he would listen to: sza, 21 savage, kanye west, playboi carti
oikawa torū
would be a note taking fiend and be an honors/ap student with a 3.4
he would be on a ‘bop’ page for volleyball in general
great king? nah great bop
instead of being a wyll warrior, he’d be one of the mfks on insta that would slide up with a 😍 then ghost you after dm-ing
another dior sauvage user and on some days, versace eros…
caught up in the central cee madz drama
also obsessed with watching nara smith (me too)
he’s team ice spice
would be very persistent in taking 0.5s
though because of this, he purposely fluffs up his bangs and hair for him to not fall victim to 0.5s
if he didn’t play volleyball, he would play badminton/tennis
would be a SLUTTTT for pinterest clean boy fits
very clean boy core with his lululemon mens shit and would be shopping at alo with urban outfitters fits
also ralph lauren teddy bear sweaters n golden gooses
his insta user would be smt like “theyenvy_.toruuu” or basic like his full name and he would have more than 3k followers
THOUGH HE WOULD BE MAKING THOSE SHARED POSTS W YOU.
his finsta would be very full of you and spams of volleyball
nle choppa slut me out 2 glazer
dates would include: self care day at either one of your places while watching baddies or real housewives +shopping
artists he would listen to: laufey, cigarettes after sex, olivia rodrigo, megan thee stallion, nle choppa
iwaizumi hajime
he went to uci so he has his shit tgt (nhs and 3.9 type shit w aps)
though, he would definitely be apart of debate club and a lacrosse person if he didn’t do volleyball
shops at psycho bunny or hollister. the occasional lululemon shirt bc oikawa put him on
would wear yeezys and supreme, i fear
i can see him being into watching the “who tf did I marry” series
massive gym bro
would have his finsta tracking his gains
his fyp would also probably be workouts and those “baby don’t hurt me” meme tiktoks (idk how to explain)
would be the winner of senior assassin
he would def shoot oikawa first
type of person to wear ‘obession’ by calvin klein mixed with axe body spray
as for insta, he would def have a good 1k
would post you to the cutest songs ever and collab on posts
HARD LAUNCH TYPA GUY
yall would have like a specific song that would make him be like “this is our songgg”
in his head
most likely a tyler song
aka ‘sweet/i thought you wanted to dance’
he’d be the okokok to your lalalala
dates would include: him just spoiling you and dinner dates
artists he would listen to: tyler the creator, metro boomin, 21 savage, kendrick lamar, j. cole
Crush Next Door - S. Kiyoomi
synopsis. your childhood friend that you lost contact with moves next door to you
Pairing. Sakusa x Reader
Status. Ongoing!!
Warnings. Childhood friends -> Lovers, profanity, no smut but possible suggestive content, slow-ish burn, flashbacks and time skips, Atsumu Miya being a menace, more to come…
Taglist. Open, please comment on this post if you would like to be added [6/30]
Teaser!
Chapters! [Loading]
Ch. 1 || Playground
Ch. 2 || School Days
Ch. 3 || Dinner [Loading]
Ch. 4 || Reinforcements [Loading]
Ch. 5 || Oh. [Loading]
Ch. 6 || Intervention [Loading]
Ch. 7 || Idiot (affectionate) [Loading]
Ch. 8 || Oh. (Sakusa’s version) [Loading]
Ch. 9 || The Troublesome Quartet [Loading]
Ch. 10 || Crush Next Door ! [Loading]
Ch. 11 || Epilogue; Moving Boxes [Loading]
masterlist
rules
soft launch ᵕ̈ timeskip! sakusa kiyoomi x gn reader ˎˊ˗
⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : it's just a silly ⋮⋮ little tiktok, nothing major ... ⋮⋮ right ?
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🎶 on shuffle “ never lose me ” - flo milli ( specifically the trending clip of " yeah he my man , he was never your type . if you try me , ho it ' s on sight " , but whatever tiktok audio you ended up using is up to you lol <3 )
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💬 kuroppiii ─ “ first time i ' ve pulled myself together to write about sakusa bc when i think about him , i simply can ' t think straight . an exaggeration ? man i wish !! ”
you weren’t anyone special, really. you lived your life, pursuing your goals and hobbies, spending time with those you love. there were things you were good at, sure, but any sort of recognition or praise for those things only ever came from those closest to you. if you walked down the street, no one would bat an eye. "ordinary" couldn't have described you any better.
your boyfriend on the other hand, star wing spiker and outside hitter of the msby jackals, jersey number 15, sakusa kiyoomi certainly was a bit extra-ordinary in the public's eye.
if you took any of his official social media accounts, they easily skyrocketed ahead of any of your accounts in the sheer numbers of following or likes or views. but that's only natural, as the reasons you love your boyfriend–talented, cool, handsome–surely would be shared by the thousands he's subjected to by being in the limelight of the popular and successful pro-volleyball team.
but what else is natural, is that you've always wanted to be able to "soft launch" him, your boyfriend. you've scrolled through your tiktok "for you" page and your pinterest feeds and have undoubtedly saved every "soft launch inspo <3" post you've seen.
the idea was just perfect, you thought–sakusa often prefers not having his face in photos or videos anyway.
to sakusa, however, well... he didn’t really get it until you sat down and had to explain it. you always found it ironic he was never the most active online despite having the bigger following count between the two of you, after all.
“so you want to go public?” he asked, a bit of surprise in his voice.
"well, yes. but also no," you tried to clarify, leaving him with an even more perplexed face that tugged at your lips as you smiled and calmly continued with your elaboration.
you and him have discussed how to navigate your relationship with his volleyball stardom in the past before. it's not like your closest friends and family didn't know about your relationship, but granted, some of your more casual friends and acquaintances who followed your socials probably didn't entirely know either.
the general public definitely did not know, though, of course. but that's why you'd just post something on your accounts, significantly smaller than his.
“are you okay with that?" you made sure to confirm with him, after explaining your thought process on the whole idea.
he came over to you and placed his hands on your hips gently, a concentrated look in attempts to understand your idea adorning his features as he spoke, “i mean, i'd love to be able to finally let everyone know about us–but really it's up to you if you're okay with it. when it comes to things like this—always has, love.”
and what he said was true, from the moment you started dating he was always trying to protect your peace from the media and reporters and cameras. to him, you were like his private repose from all that. but admittedly, as time went on, you both came to realize keeping your relationship under wraps could get pretty hard at times, especially when you wished to go on normal dates out and about instead of resorting to small secluded get-togethers with the handful of people you who knew or nights spent inside your home.
you shook your head as you reached up to brush some of his curls out of his face, revealing his beauty marks above his eye—brows subtly knit together as he considered how your idea might play out in the longrun.
his arms lovingly pull you even closer as you reassure him, "it's just my friends and family who might see it, anyway. it's just a fun little thing to do, omi, that's all!"
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
a few days later, you and sakusa had an event to attend with the rest of his team. it was a nice dinner so you were all dressed up–the perfect get-up to record a small tiktok or two to satisfy your boredom as you waited for your boyfriend to finish getting ready himself.
as you scrolled through your saved audios, you stood by the humble expanse of wall where sakusa had some of his volleyball medals and trinkets displayed in your shared apartment. then it hit you: this would be the perfect opportunity for that soft launch you were thinking about.
he didn't even have to be there, you could just have his framed "sakusa 15" jersey and recognitions with his name on it in the background as you sang along to a song. it was simple. a little ostentatious? maybe. but you thought it was subtle and fun enough to entertain the people who followed you and were going to see it.
so you picked an audio and started recording. your accessories for going out that night glimmered with the gold medals on the wall in the dim lights of the apartment as you lip-synced to the lyrics, showing off your outfit with a slightly sly attitude of making claim to your relationship with sakusa–claim to what rightfully was yours.
but just as the timer on your video was up, you hear sakusa’s voice approaching from down the hallway, his watch clattering as he's trying to put it on, "what are you doing?"
you break out into a sheepish smile as you rush over to end the video timer manually, "nothing! let's head out!"
in the car on the way to the event, you posted the video and thought nothing about it. no tags, no caption, no nothing–just something cheeky for your friends and family to see and hopefully get a small kick out of.
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
late the next morning after you wake up, you stretch over to your bedside table to grab your phone to do a first-thing-in-the-morning doom scroll. sakusa's still peacefully snoozing away–head tucked under your jaw, soft breaths fanning your neck, arm secured around your waist, and legs tangled with yours under the sheets–when you open up one of your socials and realize you've gained thousands of followers overnight... literally.
you swipe past notifications of your friends texting you dozens of messages to see that hundreds of comments have flooded the most recent post you made–pictures of you and those same friends on a day out in the city–no sakusa in sight yet a lot of the new comments gave mention to him.
almost thinking you're still asleep and dreaming, you scroll through the words total strangers have left for you. it was such a mixed bag: some were mean, some were just confused, and some were even very nice, complementing you on your appearance.
there were a few, however, that mentioned a certain "repost".
"here from the repost"
"RAN to see this after seeing the repost"
"it's been less than a day and there's already so many comments about the repost lol"
and so you go to look up your name with the word "repost" attached to it, and are met with dozens of articles about your "viral tiktok reposted by msby's sakusa kiyoomi seemingly hints at volleyball star's secret relationship".
shocked, but still trying not wake up said volleyball star with your reaction as he clung to you on your shared bed, you quickly switch over to your tiktok to look back at the video you had posted just the night before.
surely enough as you let the video play out, the buttons on the right-hand side of your phone screen displayed astronomically larger numbers than that you've ever seen something you've posted in your life track before.
as the video plays the moment sakusa had called out to you–with you smiling to somewhere off camera before getting up close to the camera and cutting off the recording–you look down lower on the screen and see “msby sakusa reposted”. his official account. (you knew this bc he had you help him set up his personal one, the name of which you set up to come up as simply his nickname amongst friends "omi" with the cleaning sponge and bubbles emoji.)
hearing the audio of the video, you can feel sakusa stir at your side, his brows furrow against your skin as he peeks out from under his messy bedhead of curls to look at what you could be watching so soon after waking up.
after processing it was a video of you, one of his hands wordlessly part from where it was snaked around your waist and reaches up to tap on the little heart icon on the side of your screen.
then his hand returns to where it was, and he retreats back to the space between your collarbone and your jaw, hoping to quickly be lulled back to sleep just for a bit more before you two would have to get up and get on with your day.
but after a brief moment, you can suddenly feel the vibration of his voice against your skin, groggy and sloughed down by drowsiness to a deep treble as he lazily mumbled, “oh... that was your phone. was wondering why it wasn’t liked yet. i could've sworn i did already...”
his words set loose butterflies in your stomach, knowing despite his limited time spent online, he still does everything to let you know he loves you, even if it takes making a small heart icon light up on a video you post. but soon that warm feeling goes away, as your concern quickly overcomes it given the current situation at hand.
“omi," you coo, an attempt to not let on in your voice how you were slightly freaking out as to not disturb his peaceful state, "did you repost it? my video?”
“of course i did,” he replied in a heartbeat. you could feel his breathing start to slow down, him on the brink of slipping back into continuing his slumber.
you also felt he didn't quite realize the implications of what he did.
“you looked nice in it,” you hear him drawl out, after being met with your contemplative silence.
you hummed as you asked a follow up question, “did you do it with your personal account?”
“mhmm,” he sounds so content when he hums back in reply, bliss apparent as he spoke being tangled up with you as sunlight peeked in through the bedroom windows.
one of your hands paused the tiktok from playing and departed from where it clutched your phone to comb through sakusa's hair–partly to calm your nerves and partly in adoration at the realization he was so eager to show you his affection, that he didn’t check which account he was on before he reposted your video.
you tried your best to say your next words carefully and gently, “well i don’t think you did, babe."
"hm?"
trying to act nonchalant about it, you continue, "i gained, like, a thousand followers while we were sleeping.”
"hm?!!"
you no longer feel his curls under your fingertips as he retreats from his little hiding spot, now confronting your phone screen where surely enough, he caught a glimpse of the numbers your video was doing, as well as the little tag that, yes, it does look like he reposted your video using his official msby account.
he was wide awake now as one of his hands go to rake through his locks, and he starts rambling despite how his voice definitely wasn't caught up from his sleep yet, “y/n, angel, i'm so sorry. i didn't even check, i should've. i should've been more careful. now everyone know's about it, and it's all my fault. is anyone being mean to you about it? i can say something, or post something, right now, or—“
you cut his running mouth off with a kiss, dropping your phone in your lap to cup the sides of his face before you pull away.
"you're not... you're not mad at me?" he asks softly, eyes searching yours nervously.
a moment ago you were feeling a little more than uneasy at the thought that you weren't going to be just an ordinary person anymore. but now, seeing how much sakusa cared and doted over you, you realize you'll be fine. because you won't be dealing with it alone. you had someone extraordinary to be by your side each step of the way.
“no, omi. i'm not mad," you tell him through a warm smile, "at least we don't have to hide it anymore."
you feel him slightly nod in your hands, still on edge as he intently listens and hangs onto your every word. you could never get mad at that face. you can't resist the urge to brush your nose against his because of how cute you thought your boyfriend was.
"and besides, it still wasn’t a hard launch. we don't have to confirm anything just yet. so by social media rules... i can still post some more soft launches before we do that, no?" you say with a hint of mischief in your tone, making sakusa break out into a smile as he chuckles and places his hands over yours at the sides of his face.
"y'know what we always say," you continue with a more genuine voice, barely above a whisper, "we won’t let them get to us. we don't owe them anything–let them figure it out. what’s done is done, so let’s just have fun with it, okay?”
you're blessed with the sight of sakusa's dimpled smile growing even wider and before you know it he's all over you, on top of you smothering you with kisses, making you laugh as you try to pry him off of you.
he finally pauses to hover over you, his eyes with the slightest creases at their corners because of how he was smiling down at you, “thanks for bearing with me. not just my social media incompetence, but–for dealing with my… everything, i guess. i love you.”
the sheets ruffle around you as you gingergly wrap your arms up and around his neck, “i love you too omi. always will.”
you reach to grab your phone, buried somewhere in the blanket draped over the two of you, and sakusa rolls off of you as he finds it first and hands it to you. now it was your turn to ramble on, “how about we do the one where you stand behind me and hold the phone really high? or the one where you pick me up and spin me around in a random parking lot? or maybe i should make a video wearing your jersey–? oh my god that'd be diabolical, don't you think omi?"
he laughs into your shoulder at your eagerness as you spend the rest of the morning scrolling through soft launch videos online that you can save to copy later.
“i’ll do anything," he tells you, "i want to show you off–because now i can properly do it the way you've always deserved, love.”
⇩ ⇩ ⇩ 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎 ::
a few weeks (and a few more soft-launch tiktoks you both had fun with) later, although you and sakusa never publicly confirmed anything yet, his fans practically accepted that you and him were an item.
you even had the pleasure of seeing some fan-made edits of you come across your feed and appreciatively dropping a few likes on them yourself. but there was one in particular when you peeked into the comments of the video.
the original poster had commented on their own edit: "GUYS SAKUSA GAVE MY EDIT A LIKE WTF???"
you laughed out loud at the comment, considering as how your dear and darling boyfriend had never mentioned his apparent viewing and liking of these edits of you online as of late.
your boyfriend may have learned his lesson about public reposts, but it looks like his attempts at covering up what he hits "like" on needed a bit of work, too.
modern au high school hcs for my fav haikyuu boys based on my high school experiences + romance hcs <3
[miya osamu, sakusa kiyoomi, oikawa torū, iwaizumi haijime]
a/n- part one + my asks are open bc i do not know what to write but im down for mostly anything tbh so ASK AWAY PLS
miya osamu
he has a similar gpa to his brother [gpa at a 2.5 😔]
is in culinary club and the president
since atsumu is a drake glazer, osamu makes sure to bring up kendrick everytime he hears a drake song
he had a field day when “not like us” mv dropped
even though his brother and him are opposites in a way, that hasn’t stopped osamu from being submitted on ‘inarizaki.bops’
he was most likely talking to a teacher
private insta with 300 followers
doesn’t give a fuck abt p.e and would be enjoying basketball if they weren’t able to play volleyball
osamu would probably also have a very casual way of dressing — stussy and abrocrombie fiend
steals from his brother’s nike collection while owning several pairs adidas gazelles and new balances himself
as for with his s/o, he would be more of a soft launch guy and would post stories of you two holding hands or the two of you in a mirror pic
he would def be holding your hand in the halls and having his arm around you
imagine peter k lara jean moment
your friends would find him to be a green flag
the two of you would use study hall to not study at all but use his little crock pot thing he got from tiktok shop and make food
would try to be nara smith one day and fail miserably
very much would wear ‘aqua de gio’ bc i said so (n would find atsumu’s cologne to be too strong)
dates would include: cooking at his place and eating your masterpieces while watching movies (esp spider-man bc he seems the type)
artists he would listen to: kendrick lamar, joey bada$$, childish gambino, doja cat
sakusa kiyoomi
annoyingly smart (3.6 gpa) and would probably get a 4/5 avg on his ap tests
if he wasn’t on volleyball, he seems the type to be in academic decathlon or science olympiad
would be keeping to himself but if he were to play a sport, it would be smt like lacrosse or tennis
he’s rich. like RICH RICH. (he goes to itachiyama with three siblings or smt)
so he’d wear like club monaco, j. crew, or like ralph lauren
would have a specific rotation of shoes that would be asics or new balance in white
insta would be like 700 followers and 32 following
for him and his s/o, he’d be like osamu and would be very much soft launch you
even though he hates crowds, he would very much like to go out with you shopping (in a shopping center that has nobody/barely anyone)
kiyoomi may be presenting himself as a cold and calculating and he can be, but he’s a soft to ppl he’s close with
him and komori would use brain rot language ironically (I just see that lemme elaborate) after komori would use brain rot language unironically
he would use it with you once “by accident”
he kept hearing komori say it and said it subconsciously
and then never again after the second hand embarrassment he got
“on skibidi…?”
you still bring it up to this day (he blames komori)
dates would include movie nights and making pillow forts
artists he would listen to: sza, 21 savage, kanye west, playboi carti
oikawa torū
would be a note taking fiend and be an honors/ap student with a 3.4
he would be on a ‘bop’ page for volleyball in general
great king? nah great bop
instead of being a wyll warrior, he’d be one of the mfks on insta that would slide up with a 😍 then ghost you after dm-ing
another dior sauvage user and on some days, versace eros…
caught up in the central cee madz drama
also obsessed with watching nara smith (me too)
he’s team ice spice
would be very persistent in taking 0.5s
though because of this, he purposely fluffs up his bangs and hair for him to not fall victim to 0.5s
if he didn’t play volleyball, he would play badminton/tennis
would be a SLUTTTT for pinterest clean boy fits
very clean boy core with his lululemon mens shit and would be shopping at alo with urban outfitters fits
also ralph lauren teddy bear sweaters n golden gooses
his insta user would be smt like “theyenvy_.toruuu” or basic like his full name and he would have more than 3k followers
THOUGH HE WOULD BE MAKING THOSE SHARED POSTS W YOU.
his finsta would be very full of you and spams of volleyball
nle choppa slut me out 2 glazer
dates would include: self care day at either one of your places while watching baddies or real housewives +shopping
artists he would listen to: laufey, cigarettes after sex, olivia rodrigo, megan thee stallion, nle choppa
iwaizumi hajime
he went to uci so he has his shit tgt (nhs and 3.9 type shit w aps)
though, he would definitely be apart of debate club and a lacrosse person if he didn’t do volleyball
shops at psycho bunny or hollister. the occasional lululemon shirt bc oikawa put him on
would wear yeezys and supreme, i fear
i can see him being into watching the “who tf did I marry” series
massive gym bro
would have his finsta tracking his gains
his fyp would also probably be workouts and those “baby don’t hurt me” meme tiktoks (idk how to explain)
would be the winner of senior assassin
he would def shoot oikawa first
type of person to wear ‘obession’ by calvin klein mixed with axe body spray
as for insta, he would def have a good 1k
would post you to the cutest songs ever and collab on posts
HARD LAUNCH TYPA GUY
yall would have like a specific song that would make him be like “this is our songgg”
in his head
most likely a tyler song
aka ‘sweet/i thought you wanted to dance’
he’d be the okokok to your lalalala
dates would include: him just spoiling you and dinner dates
artists he would listen to: tyler the creator, metro boomin, 21 savage, kendrick lamar, j. cole
Crush Next Door - S. Kiyoomi
synopsis. your childhood friend that you lost contact with moves next door to you
Pairing. Sakusa x Reader
Status. Ongoing!!
Warnings. Childhood friends -> Lovers, profanity, no smut but possible suggestive content, slow-ish burn, flashbacks and time skips, Atsumu Miya being a menace, more to come…
Taglist. Open, please comment on this post if you would like to be added [6/30]
Teaser!
Chapters! [Loading]
Ch. 1 || Playground
Ch. 2 || School Days
Ch. 3 || Dinner [Loading]
Ch. 4 || Reinforcements [Loading]
Ch. 5 || Oh. [Loading]
Ch. 6 || Intervention [Loading]
Ch. 7 || Idiot (affectionate) [Loading]
Ch. 8 || Oh. (Sakusa’s version) [Loading]
Ch. 9 || The Troublesome Quartet [Loading]
Ch. 10 || Crush Next Door ! [Loading]
Ch. 11 || Epilogue; Moving Boxes [Loading]
masterlist
rules
soft launch ᵕ̈ timeskip! sakusa kiyoomi x gn reader ˎˊ˗
⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : it's just a silly ⋮⋮ little tiktok, nothing major ... ⋮⋮ right ?
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🎶 on shuffle “ never lose me ” - flo milli ( specifically the trending clip of " yeah he my man , he was never your type . if you try me , ho it ' s on sight " , but whatever tiktok audio you ended up using is up to you lol <3 )
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💬 kuroppiii ─ “ first time i ' ve pulled myself together to write about sakusa bc when i think about him , i simply can ' t think straight . an exaggeration ? man i wish !! ”
you weren’t anyone special, really. you lived your life, pursuing your goals and hobbies, spending time with those you love. there were things you were good at, sure, but any sort of recognition or praise for those things only ever came from those closest to you. if you walked down the street, no one would bat an eye. "ordinary" couldn't have described you any better.
your boyfriend on the other hand, star wing spiker and outside hitter of the msby jackals, jersey number 15, sakusa kiyoomi certainly was a bit extra-ordinary in the public's eye.
if you took any of his official social media accounts, they easily skyrocketed ahead of any of your accounts in the sheer numbers of following or likes or views. but that's only natural, as the reasons you love your boyfriend–talented, cool, handsome–surely would be shared by the thousands he's subjected to by being in the limelight of the popular and successful pro-volleyball team.
but what else is natural, is that you've always wanted to be able to "soft launch" him, your boyfriend. you've scrolled through your tiktok "for you" page and your pinterest feeds and have undoubtedly saved every "soft launch inspo <3" post you've seen.
the idea was just perfect, you thought–sakusa often prefers not having his face in photos or videos anyway.
to sakusa, however, well... he didn’t really get it until you sat down and had to explain it. you always found it ironic he was never the most active online despite having the bigger following count between the two of you, after all.
“so you want to go public?” he asked, a bit of surprise in his voice.
"well, yes. but also no," you tried to clarify, leaving him with an even more perplexed face that tugged at your lips as you smiled and calmly continued with your elaboration.
you and him have discussed how to navigate your relationship with his volleyball stardom in the past before. it's not like your closest friends and family didn't know about your relationship, but granted, some of your more casual friends and acquaintances who followed your socials probably didn't entirely know either.
the general public definitely did not know, though, of course. but that's why you'd just post something on your accounts, significantly smaller than his.
“are you okay with that?" you made sure to confirm with him, after explaining your thought process on the whole idea.
he came over to you and placed his hands on your hips gently, a concentrated look in attempts to understand your idea adorning his features as he spoke, “i mean, i'd love to be able to finally let everyone know about us–but really it's up to you if you're okay with it. when it comes to things like this—always has, love.”
and what he said was true, from the moment you started dating he was always trying to protect your peace from the media and reporters and cameras. to him, you were like his private repose from all that. but admittedly, as time went on, you both came to realize keeping your relationship under wraps could get pretty hard at times, especially when you wished to go on normal dates out and about instead of resorting to small secluded get-togethers with the handful of people you who knew or nights spent inside your home.
you shook your head as you reached up to brush some of his curls out of his face, revealing his beauty marks above his eye—brows subtly knit together as he considered how your idea might play out in the longrun.
his arms lovingly pull you even closer as you reassure him, "it's just my friends and family who might see it, anyway. it's just a fun little thing to do, omi, that's all!"
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
a few days later, you and sakusa had an event to attend with the rest of his team. it was a nice dinner so you were all dressed up–the perfect get-up to record a small tiktok or two to satisfy your boredom as you waited for your boyfriend to finish getting ready himself.
as you scrolled through your saved audios, you stood by the humble expanse of wall where sakusa had some of his volleyball medals and trinkets displayed in your shared apartment. then it hit you: this would be the perfect opportunity for that soft launch you were thinking about.
he didn't even have to be there, you could just have his framed "sakusa 15" jersey and recognitions with his name on it in the background as you sang along to a song. it was simple. a little ostentatious? maybe. but you thought it was subtle and fun enough to entertain the people who followed you and were going to see it.
so you picked an audio and started recording. your accessories for going out that night glimmered with the gold medals on the wall in the dim lights of the apartment as you lip-synced to the lyrics, showing off your outfit with a slightly sly attitude of making claim to your relationship with sakusa–claim to what rightfully was yours.
but just as the timer on your video was up, you hear sakusa’s voice approaching from down the hallway, his watch clattering as he's trying to put it on, "what are you doing?"
you break out into a sheepish smile as you rush over to end the video timer manually, "nothing! let's head out!"
in the car on the way to the event, you posted the video and thought nothing about it. no tags, no caption, no nothing–just something cheeky for your friends and family to see and hopefully get a small kick out of.
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
late the next morning after you wake up, you stretch over to your bedside table to grab your phone to do a first-thing-in-the-morning doom scroll. sakusa's still peacefully snoozing away–head tucked under your jaw, soft breaths fanning your neck, arm secured around your waist, and legs tangled with yours under the sheets–when you open up one of your socials and realize you've gained thousands of followers overnight... literally.
you swipe past notifications of your friends texting you dozens of messages to see that hundreds of comments have flooded the most recent post you made–pictures of you and those same friends on a day out in the city–no sakusa in sight yet a lot of the new comments gave mention to him.
almost thinking you're still asleep and dreaming, you scroll through the words total strangers have left for you. it was such a mixed bag: some were mean, some were just confused, and some were even very nice, complementing you on your appearance.
there were a few, however, that mentioned a certain "repost".
"here from the repost"
"RAN to see this after seeing the repost"
"it's been less than a day and there's already so many comments about the repost lol"
and so you go to look up your name with the word "repost" attached to it, and are met with dozens of articles about your "viral tiktok reposted by msby's sakusa kiyoomi seemingly hints at volleyball star's secret relationship".
shocked, but still trying not wake up said volleyball star with your reaction as he clung to you on your shared bed, you quickly switch over to your tiktok to look back at the video you had posted just the night before.
surely enough as you let the video play out, the buttons on the right-hand side of your phone screen displayed astronomically larger numbers than that you've ever seen something you've posted in your life track before.
as the video plays the moment sakusa had called out to you–with you smiling to somewhere off camera before getting up close to the camera and cutting off the recording–you look down lower on the screen and see “msby sakusa reposted”. his official account. (you knew this bc he had you help him set up his personal one, the name of which you set up to come up as simply his nickname amongst friends "omi" with the cleaning sponge and bubbles emoji.)
hearing the audio of the video, you can feel sakusa stir at your side, his brows furrow against your skin as he peeks out from under his messy bedhead of curls to look at what you could be watching so soon after waking up.
after processing it was a video of you, one of his hands wordlessly part from where it was snaked around your waist and reaches up to tap on the little heart icon on the side of your screen.
then his hand returns to where it was, and he retreats back to the space between your collarbone and your jaw, hoping to quickly be lulled back to sleep just for a bit more before you two would have to get up and get on with your day.
but after a brief moment, you can suddenly feel the vibration of his voice against your skin, groggy and sloughed down by drowsiness to a deep treble as he lazily mumbled, “oh... that was your phone. was wondering why it wasn’t liked yet. i could've sworn i did already...”
his words set loose butterflies in your stomach, knowing despite his limited time spent online, he still does everything to let you know he loves you, even if it takes making a small heart icon light up on a video you post. but soon that warm feeling goes away, as your concern quickly overcomes it given the current situation at hand.
“omi," you coo, an attempt to not let on in your voice how you were slightly freaking out as to not disturb his peaceful state, "did you repost it? my video?”
“of course i did,” he replied in a heartbeat. you could feel his breathing start to slow down, him on the brink of slipping back into continuing his slumber.
you also felt he didn't quite realize the implications of what he did.
“you looked nice in it,” you hear him drawl out, after being met with your contemplative silence.
you hummed as you asked a follow up question, “did you do it with your personal account?”
“mhmm,” he sounds so content when he hums back in reply, bliss apparent as he spoke being tangled up with you as sunlight peeked in through the bedroom windows.
one of your hands paused the tiktok from playing and departed from where it clutched your phone to comb through sakusa's hair–partly to calm your nerves and partly in adoration at the realization he was so eager to show you his affection, that he didn’t check which account he was on before he reposted your video.
you tried your best to say your next words carefully and gently, “well i don’t think you did, babe."
"hm?"
trying to act nonchalant about it, you continue, "i gained, like, a thousand followers while we were sleeping.”
"hm?!!"
you no longer feel his curls under your fingertips as he retreats from his little hiding spot, now confronting your phone screen where surely enough, he caught a glimpse of the numbers your video was doing, as well as the little tag that, yes, it does look like he reposted your video using his official msby account.
he was wide awake now as one of his hands go to rake through his locks, and he starts rambling despite how his voice definitely wasn't caught up from his sleep yet, “y/n, angel, i'm so sorry. i didn't even check, i should've. i should've been more careful. now everyone know's about it, and it's all my fault. is anyone being mean to you about it? i can say something, or post something, right now, or—“
you cut his running mouth off with a kiss, dropping your phone in your lap to cup the sides of his face before you pull away.
"you're not... you're not mad at me?" he asks softly, eyes searching yours nervously.
a moment ago you were feeling a little more than uneasy at the thought that you weren't going to be just an ordinary person anymore. but now, seeing how much sakusa cared and doted over you, you realize you'll be fine. because you won't be dealing with it alone. you had someone extraordinary to be by your side each step of the way.
“no, omi. i'm not mad," you tell him through a warm smile, "at least we don't have to hide it anymore."
you feel him slightly nod in your hands, still on edge as he intently listens and hangs onto your every word. you could never get mad at that face. you can't resist the urge to brush your nose against his because of how cute you thought your boyfriend was.
"and besides, it still wasn’t a hard launch. we don't have to confirm anything just yet. so by social media rules... i can still post some more soft launches before we do that, no?" you say with a hint of mischief in your tone, making sakusa break out into a smile as he chuckles and places his hands over yours at the sides of his face.
"y'know what we always say," you continue with a more genuine voice, barely above a whisper, "we won’t let them get to us. we don't owe them anything–let them figure it out. what’s done is done, so let’s just have fun with it, okay?”
you're blessed with the sight of sakusa's dimpled smile growing even wider and before you know it he's all over you, on top of you smothering you with kisses, making you laugh as you try to pry him off of you.
he finally pauses to hover over you, his eyes with the slightest creases at their corners because of how he was smiling down at you, “thanks for bearing with me. not just my social media incompetence, but–for dealing with my… everything, i guess. i love you.”
the sheets ruffle around you as you gingergly wrap your arms up and around his neck, “i love you too omi. always will.”
you reach to grab your phone, buried somewhere in the blanket draped over the two of you, and sakusa rolls off of you as he finds it first and hands it to you. now it was your turn to ramble on, “how about we do the one where you stand behind me and hold the phone really high? or the one where you pick me up and spin me around in a random parking lot? or maybe i should make a video wearing your jersey–? oh my god that'd be diabolical, don't you think omi?"
he laughs into your shoulder at your eagerness as you spend the rest of the morning scrolling through soft launch videos online that you can save to copy later.
“i’ll do anything," he tells you, "i want to show you off–because now i can properly do it the way you've always deserved, love.”
⇩ ⇩ ⇩ 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎 ::
a few weeks (and a few more soft-launch tiktoks you both had fun with) later, although you and sakusa never publicly confirmed anything yet, his fans practically accepted that you and him were an item.
you even had the pleasure of seeing some fan-made edits of you come across your feed and appreciatively dropping a few likes on them yourself. but there was one in particular when you peeked into the comments of the video.
the original poster had commented on their own edit: "GUYS SAKUSA GAVE MY EDIT A LIKE WTF???"
you laughed out loud at the comment, considering as how your dear and darling boyfriend had never mentioned his apparent viewing and liking of these edits of you online as of late.
your boyfriend may have learned his lesson about public reposts, but it looks like his attempts at covering up what he hits "like" on needed a bit of work, too.
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