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You’re drunk silly

Tsukishima Kei x reader

A/n: I need to actually edit my writing sometimes.

Summary: Your boyfriend knows the consequences of letting you get drunk, but when the two of you go to a party, he ends up babysitting a drunk girlfriend.

Warning: Alcohol mentioned, fluff I guess...

You wanted to go to Tanaka’s stupid birthday party. He wanted to stay at home with you and watch one of those movies that you loved so much, but he still found himself as your designated driver in a dark room filled with loud music, old friends, and alcohol. You were probably somewhere in the large crowd of people, probably dancing. Or maybe you were at the bar again. Your boyfriend Tsukishima had lost track of you. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem. But you were drunk. Nothing good ever comes from you being drunk. Ever. He begrudgingly got up out of his seat to look for you.

“Hey Tsukki,” said Yamaguchi, “I think you may want to take y/n home. She’s with Kuroo and Bokuto and is probably going to start stripping.”

“This is why I didn’t want to come.”, sighed Tsukishima. Running a hand through his blond hair, he began to find to look for his drunk girlfriend.

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When Tsukishima finally found you sitting on the bar with Kurro, Kenma and Bokuto pleading with you to keep your shirt on.

“Y/n please keep your shirt on.”, said Kenma.

“Nooooo! Let me strip!”, you whined in response, pulling your shirt over your head.

“Hey, hey hey! Y/n you really shouldn’t do that!”, yelled Bokuto. Kurro draped his jacket over your shoulders only to be pushed off by you.

“Tsukki, can you help us with your girlfriend?”, said Kurro who just noticed Tsukishima standing nearby. At the mention of your boyfriend's name, you jump off the bar to go meet him, well fall off the bar.

“Y/n we should get out of here.”, said your boyfriend.

“Do I have to? It’s just starting to get fun!”, you slur in response.

“Yes you do.”, replied Tsukishima, holding your hand to guide you out of the loud party. As you reach the door, Tsukishima grabbed your coat and draped his own over your shoulders. The two of you start walking down the street to your parked car. You were latched onto your boyfriend’s arm with your hands intertwined.

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When you reach the car, you walk to the driver's side, and open the door. As you start to get in, you feel a hand on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks. You turn around to see your boyfriend giving you a disapproving, but loving look.

“Y/n let me drive.”, said Tsukishima.

“I want to drive, Tsukki.”, you whine.

“You're drunk silly, there is no way I’m letting you drive.”, he replied nudging you towards the opposite side of the car.

You reluctantly walk towards the other side of the car and sit down. Tsukishima pulls out of the parking space, one hand on the steering wheel, and the other on your thigh. The drive was quiet, with the sound of the engine filling your ears.

“Tsukki, can I ask you a question?”, you ask out of the blue. You could feel your eyelids growing heavy, a sleep starting to take over your body.

“Sure.”, he answered without taking his eyes off the empty street, waiting for your response.

“Do you love me?”, you ask. The exhaustion from the party and alcohol kicking in, and your eyelids flutter shut. Tsukishima, surprised at the question, looked at you, taking in all of your features, from the way you looked so at peace, to your slightly opened mouth.

“You don’t even know how much.”, he replied, with a soft smile on his face, and placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

Haikyu Boys respond to you texting them,"You're Pretty"

Featuring: Oikawa, Ushijima, Iwaizumi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Bokuto, Kenma, Tsukishima and Kuroo

(I'm always up for doing other characters and a part 2, so please request them and/or other text prompts if you'd like!)

Haikyuu Boys responding to ✨noods✨

Featuring: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kenma, Kuroo, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Tsukishima, Bokuto, Ushijima, and Tendou

18+ I guess?? It's not too suggestive per se

Haikyuu Boys x Reader

I don't even know how to title this one, it's the one tiktok texting trend where someone accuses their s/o of being in someone else's car and sends them a pic of a cockroach instead. That's literally it.

Featuring: Tanaka, Bokuto, Tsukishima, Tendou, Ushijima, Kenma, Kuroo, Oikawa, Nishinoya and Iwaizumi

"where are you running off to?" [nsfw]

note: crawling or moving away from hq boys while they’re going to pound town. this is definitely not self-indulgent I just think the phrase is extremely hot

warnings: hair pulling, manhandling, vulgar language, degradation, slapping, choking, spit roasting, mentions of implied female body parts

featuring: iwaizumi, bokuto, kuroo, tsukishima, oikawa, kageyama, atsumu

bokuto, who a man of his size, often forgets just how strong he is. what doesn't help is his never wavering stamina to go with it. his grasp on your hips is firm and surely is going to leave bruises behind. he pounds into you loud and messy, the sound of skin on skin drowning out your whimpering and crying. each time he slams back into you, your breath is knocked out of your system. "k-kou, 'is too much!" you squirm, wiggling away from his body. you attempt to push at his thighs and the frosted-tipped-haired man grumbles, quickly pulling you back so your ass is flush against him. when you try to move away again, he simply pulls your body up before turning you around so you're now facing him. you think he's finally listening to you but then he takes your legs and throws them over his shoulders. pressing them up further to your chest so that you are in a mating press, he groans when he sinks back into you. there's an obscene squelch from how wet and messy the two of you are and you can’t help but clench around him. he bites and nibbles on your ear before saying, "baby, don't be difficult. let me fuck you like how I know you need to be fucked, okay?"

atsumu who gets antsy at a team dinner because he can’t get over how beautiful you look. from the minute you stepped in you have had several people turning their heads to look at you. he’s very proud of having you as his significant other and puffs out his chest, bragging about you to whoever he can whenever because he knows he’s lucky. but eventually he starts to get pouty when he feels like eyes have been lingering on you for too long. the setter politely announces you two need to leave early, only for him to drag you inside the backseat of his car to fuck you out of possessiveness. your legs are over his shoulders as he rams into you. eyes roll to the back of your head as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly. but after both of you cum once, atsumu’s pace doesn’t falter. it’s clear you both are too sensitive right now but he ignores that. you find yourself scooting your shaking upper body towards the door and against the window. atsumu only pouts before he grabs your neck and pins you even harder to the seat. "w-why are ya trying to run away? depriving me of ma pussy is so rude baby. its mine, right? and this fat cock is nobody’s but yers, so just sit tight and take it.”

oikawa taunts you for whining and saying that "it's too much". he prides himself in the fact that he knows his dick is a lot to handle but he also prides himself in knowing that you're a slutty whore who can take whatever, and whoever-even his best friend at the same time as him. you didn't know that iwaizumi had been watching the two of you fuck. and you didn't know that oikawa brought him to join you two. that’s how you find yourself stuffed and filled with two cocks. both men relieving their stress by using you. oikawa takes your sweet ass and iwa fills your pretty mouth up with his delicious cock. the athletic trainer grunts as he fucks your mouth, blessed that at least once he could experience what it felt like. oikawa’s eyes are zeroed in on your cunt and how you suck him in. you feel so full and overwhelmed that you try to move back from both men. your restlessness doesn’t go unoticed by oikawa and he slaps your ass. “don’t move, not until all your holes have been stuffed full.” the setter snaps. he thrusts so hard into you from behind that you end up taking more of iwa in your throat. he moans loudly at the motion and the gagging come from your mouth. he then laughs and tilts your head up so you’re looking at him before saying, “yeah princess-mmhm fuck-don’t run away. it’s rude not to finish your meal.”

kuroo who absolutely gets drunk off of watching the two of you fuck in front of the mirror. he loves seeing and hearing all the cries and whimpers that come out of you, and bursts of pride run through him because he knows he’s the cause of it. but one thing that will drive him absolutely insane is eye contact. when he looks at you through the mirror while balls deep in your cunt, he can’t help but move his hips faster. harder. this motion causes you to cry out and attempt to move away from him due to how harsh he is. kuroo only scowls before he grabs you by your hair and pulls your body flush to his chest. your back arches against him and he doesn’t hesitate to ruthlessly drive into you so that you’re seeing stars. the fucking is obscenely loud but he doesn’t hesitate to bend down and say into your ear, “where are you going? i’m not done with you yet. not until you get to fully see how fucked dumb you can be from my cock. that’ll teach you not to run away from me.”

kageyama who came home from practice still high on adrenaline. you’re making dinner in the kitchen and greet him sweetly when he comes to say hi. something is odd about the way he is unusually quiet. that confusion is quickly gone once you feel him slither his arms around your waist, hard on pressing into your back. next thing you know, you’re bent over the kitchen counter whining out pleas of, “slow down tobio” and, “too much too much!” while he’s pounding your ass. you try to squirm your way from between him and the surface and feel his grip on your hips tighten before pinning you harder against the counter. now you could really feel every inch of his cock inside of you. kageyama whines and buries his head in your neck, kissing the sensitive skin. he shuts his eyes tight as the only thing he can think of is your addicting cunt and it’s warmth. “baby please, need to feel all of you. need to be buried so deep in your pretty pussy. you can let me have this, yea? don’t runaway, need to be as close to you as possible. gonna fill you up so good.”

tsukishima who cant stand how annoyingly attractive you are. it’s much worse over time as your relationship has established because you know exactly how to rile him up. so when you show up to one of his volleyball practices for the sendai frogs, short skirt and thigh highs, flirting with everyone in plain sight–he sees red. he’s eerily quiet on the drive home, neither talking nor looking at you at all. when you reach the front door you feel bad by that point and open your mouth to apologize. “i-” “shut the fuck up.” he snaps. the next few events happen fast when he’s storming over to you, carrying and throwing you onto your shared bed. he pulls your underwear to the side, pushing his shorts and briefs to his ankles before sheathing into you hard. his hulking figure consumes you and it’s all too much for your senses, causing you to babble and cry. you try to discreetly scoot yourself up in the bed so he won’t notice but freeze when you hear a cold chuckle and harsh yank on your body. “who the fuck said you could runaway? brats like you need to fully take their punishment. stay fucking still or i’m gonna fuck your ass so hard you’ll be struggling to remember how to walk.”

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HOW THE FUCK DO ALL THESE AESTHETIC LITTLE BLOGS ON THE FANFICTION SIDE OF TUMBLR SEEM TO HAVE THESE CUTE WELL-DONE ORIGINAL HEAD PICTURES?! DO YOU DRAW THESE YOURSELF? COMMISIONS? IM BROKE AND A TERRIBLE ARTIST DO I JUST GOOGLE THE CRAP I WANT AND GIVE CREDIT TO THE ARTIST IN MY BIO? IS THAT WHAT I DO?

🤍 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.

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

the following is the main masterlist for works written by adenosine. works shown here may be posted to other blogs ran by adenosine that are no longer active, namely @bxbblegumprincex and @nyctof-isle.

♠ smut | ♥ fluff | ♣ angst | ♦ over 1.5k words

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 [𝐇𝐐]

OIKAWA TOORU

✒ achilles come down

⤷ cw : crying lol

TSUKISHIMA KEI

✒ when the reader has anxiety

⤷ cw : mentions of anxiety/panic attacks

✒ when he punishes you for being a brat

⤷ cw : public cumplay, shitty first ever smut

KENMA KOZUME

✒ camgirl!reader giving a private show

⤷ cw : terrible smut

VARIOUS

✒ Kuroo, Tsukishima, Kenma, Oikawa, and Iwaizumi with an s/o who’s stressed over final results

⤷ cw : poor attempt at comfort

✒ supporters of the itty bitty titty committee

⤷ cw : very mild NSFW

✒ comfort for satan's water fall

𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 [𝐉𝐉𝐊]

GOJO SATORU

✒ To My Greatest Love (smau)

⤷ cw : eventual mild angst, violence

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ASKS ARE OPEN

okay so my blog is relatively new for writing therefore!! I am putting this out there that (1) my asks are open and (2) requests are more than welcome right now so if you have a request, feel free to stop by and I'll get to it ASAP! I'll write for timeskip haikyuu, and gojo and sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen~

this has been a PSA

Haikyuu boys when you ate a bad candy.

˗ˏˋ🍨ˎˊ˗ ˗ˋ 🍧 ˊ˗ ↷🍨

Will give you a tissue so you can throw the candy out on it. And later will buy you something sweet so you feel better!

- Gamaguchi, Goshiki, Lev, Suga, Sakusa and akaashi

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

He will kiss you and take the candy from your mouth and give you a smile while you're a blushing mess.

- Oikawa, Atsumu, Osamu, Kuroo, Yuji and kita

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

Will say it's your fault for choosing that candy but in end will give you his one and secretly smile at how happy you looks while eating it.

- Kageyama, Tendou, Tsukishima, Kenma and suna

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

Will complain with you since he got a bad taste one too and then go to a store to buy a lot of ice cream with you.

- Hinata, Bokuto, Takana and Nishinoyo

[Buy me ko fi please?

BOYFRIEND TEXTS

synopsis. tsukishima kei is your boy(bro)friend who you endlessly tease. and you are his girlfriend who he endlessly worries about.

pairings. tsukishima kei x reader

genre. fluff, romance, crack (reader is dramatic, slay)

others. smau, text-fic, also ig format 💪, they're in college, so uni au—sighhh i love uni au 😔

notes. i love tsukishima kei with all my heart and soul i wish he was real </3

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messenger [tsukishima kei]

synopsis: you and yamaguchi are best friends with tsukishima. nearly everyday girls come up to the two of you to ask about the blonde and you both have had just enough. little do you know that yamaguchi has a plan of his own to get the chatting to stop...

notes: based off the sole fact that it's canon that girls only go up to yamaguchi to ask him about tsukki, which obviously means he's popular with girls. this was originally written as a stand-alone but i decided to submit it for lexi's @suckerforsugawara first time for everything collab! i apologize for how late this is, writer’s block got the best of me.

warnings: reader is very much in their head, angst at first but eventual fluff with good ending

word count: 4kei

for as smart as tsukishima kei is, he sure is oblivious to how girls flirt with him.

everyday a good number of girls around campus whisper and talk about how they find the blonde middle blocker attractive. about how much a good boyfriend he would make. it amazes you to no end how much the tall and silent type attract people. you could probably end up rich with how much you hear about him, because there's seriously not one day where you don't hear his name.

at first, most of the comments make you laugh. over time though, you begin to roll your eyes and scoff. you don't understand why so many people like him. half the time you see how tsukishima interacts with hinata and kageyama and it isn't in the nicest or most pleasant way. it just looks like a complete circus act. you truly feel sorry for daichi and suga.

tsukishima is just...mean. if you had a boyfriend who treated you like that, you'd dump him on the spot.

but maybe you are a hypocrite because while you think of all these things, you're still friends with him.

...if you can even call it that—you're sure tsukishima just 'tolerates' you. but the fact that you and yamaguchi are the two he spends the most time with obviously means something. he also begrudgingly helps you with your homework and walks you home from class all the time.

it means something...right?

today is no different from many other days as you watch hinata and kageyama get into a heated screaming match about god knows what. tsukishima is on the side snickering to yamaguchi. everyone else is helplessly by standing.

but you, on the other hand, are in your own little world. you're one of the managers for karasuno university's volleyball team. currently, you're filling up water bottles for the team. being in the role as manager, you've become a master at zoning out hinata and kageyama's bickering.

but you did not expect that this skill would one day work against you.

"hinata, kageyama! watch out!" ennoshita shouts, but it's already too late. you feel the unruly force of a volleyball hit you, making you drop the bottles you're filling up and spill water on the ground.

"are you okay?" yamaguchi rushes to help you to your feet, shooting the offending people a small glare. kageyama and hinata shiver at tadashi's gaze and begin to profusely apologize.

"i'm okay, yams. thank you." you dust off your clothes and laugh, "it's nothing i can't help when those two get carried away."

"we are so sorry!" hinata cries, nearly tripping over himself to get to you. kageyama sheepishly let's out a 'sorry' before his face flushes a bright red.

you open your mouth to assure them you're fine, but a certain voice beats you to it.

"are you two that incompetent that you'll take out our manager in the middle of one of your childish games?" the voice hisses. "i knew the two of you were stupid, but you both surprise me every day. i have to start lowering my bar more."

you don't have to turn to know who it is.

tsukishima turns to you, a displeased look on his face. if you squint, you can see his concern. "and you really need to work on watching your surroundings. i'd rather not have to take you to the hospital." he scolds, picking up the bottles from the ground. he swats your hand away when you reach out for them and you puff out your cheeks, frustrated.

he always does this, where you can't tell if he cares for you, or if he's just being mean. maybe you’re reading into things too closely.

you watch his eyes scan your figure intently and you flinch when you feel him touch you. your breath hitches at how close he is, close enough to see the specks of gold in his eyes from behind the lenses of his sports googles.

his hand gently turns your face to either side, "are you hurt anywhere?"

at the feeling of his hand on your arm, you feel it burn at the source of his touch.  you quickly recover and answer that you're fine. he studies your face for a moment longer to detect if you're lying but doesn't prod for any more answers.

not too far away does yamaguchi note the gesture between you two, but doesn't say anything.

the rest of practice runs by smoothly and you have practically forgotten that you were hit with a volleyball. before you know it, it's over and everyone calls it a day before filing out to the lock room.

tsukishima announces that he has to go somewhere after practice and for you and yamaguchi to not wait up for him. neither of you question him on his whereabouts because chances are he won't even tell you anyways.

as punishment for hitting you with the volleyball, kageyama and hinata are responsible for cleaning up the gym and locking up, which gives you the advantage of getting home early. down to two, you and yamaguchi start your trek home, the convo floating between school, volleyball, and other interests.

"yamaguchi-san?"

the two of you turn at the sound of a girl. she looks anxious and nervous and holds a pink envelope in her hands.

"hi! what can i do for you?" he smiles, green eyes bright and inviting.

the girl seems to gain confidence at yamaguchi's smile. "i have this confession for tsukishima-kun...but i don't know how to give it to him, so i was wondering if you would give it to him for me?" the girl explains shyly. her eyes shift to you and widen. "you're not dating tsukishima-san are you?"

your eyes widen at the accusation and you bust out a laugh, hard. maybe too hard.

"me? date him? i could never!"

after your embarrassing and short-lived laughing party, yamaguchi reluctantly agrees to take the letter to give to tsukishima. a strange feeling wells up in your chest at the sight, and you don't know why you felt disappointed in him doing so.

as soon as the girl leaves, you see yamaguchi's shoulders sag and his smile fades. 

"what's wrong, yams?" you nudge your best friend in the side, noting the way he picks at the skin on his hand anxiously.

"nothing," he answers, "we need to get going now."

you pull him back. "it's not 'nothing'. come on, what is it?"

you watch as he takes a moment to gather his thoughts before he replies, "i appreciate and care about tsukki and all, but it really sucks that girls only talk to me about him." he pouts, puffing out his cheeks.

"it's probably because you're much more approachable than mr. blonde beanpole." you suggest, shrugging your shoulders. "frankly, I don't know why or what people see in him. he's not very people-friendly. plus he always walks around with a scowl on his face. but i too wish they would stop asking us about him. what did suckyshima do to get so many confessions all the time..."

your freckled faced friend raises his brows, amused by your passionate rambling. "are you jealous?" he asks, head tilting in inquiry.

"w-what? no! why would i be?" you scoff, feeling your heart race in your chest. "the only thing i'm jealous of is that beanpole blonde's attention." you say. "i would very much like to be confessed to as often as he gets!"

"you would hate it," yamaguchi chuckles, "you don't even like getting attention. especially from guys."

you click your tongue, not knowing how to disagree with him. "maybe, but it wouldn't hurt to have it happen once in a while, you know?" you sigh, "i can't go my entire life without experiencing a confession!"

you must've had a terrible past life to have such an unlucky dating experience. you've never had a guy ask you out. and while you don't like to be arrogant you consider yourself cute and a decent person—more so decent than glasses-kun.

"well, more guys would approach you if it wasn't for tsukki." yamaguchi says, and immediately upon speaking covers his mouth.

you raise a brow at your friend, "eh? what do you mean by that?"

before he can answer, you huff, "you're telling me blondie is messing up my love life? what does he gain from doing that?" you huff, feeling irritated that the number of cute boys you could've encountered is very little due to the fact that they were being cockblocked by the most annoying person on the planet.

yamaguchi would never tell you, and god bless your soul, but he's forever thankful for how oblivious you are at times. his skin is saved from having to explain to tsukishima why his crush on you has been outed.

but on the other hand, he desperately wants these confession shenanigans to be over with and for the two of you to confess to each other. to him, it's painfully obvious that there are shared feelings but neither one of you want to acknowledge the fact that there's something going on. he'd rather take the risk of tsukishima biting his head off if it means you two will end up together.

"let's just say that the two of you complain about each other too much for there not to be something going on between you two." yamaguchi says. "i just wish you'd both make out with each other or something."

panic swarms you, at the meer thought of locking lips with blondie. "tadashi, i would never be caught kissing him. i'd rather be dead." you say sternly, although an itch in your throat tells you otherwise.

"yeah, i totally got the vibe of that earlier when he came over to see if you were okay." he laughs, rolling his eyes.

"it didn't mean anything, he was just oddly nice..." you argue, the rapid beating of your heart mocking you.

the sudden silence could be cut through with a knife as you two walk. your knuckles grip your bag tightly as you focus on your feet in front of you.

"your crush never went away, right?" yamaguchi stops walking and looks at you intently.

when you don't respond, he knows his answer.

"that's another reason why i don't like getting these confessions. i don't want to see you get hurt by all of this." he reveals, his hand gripping the pink envelope he was given earlier.

"it doesn't matter, though. what i feel is irrelevant.” you shrug.

yamaguchi perks up, a light bulb going off. he presses the envelope to your hands. "you give this to him. you can find out what he says about the letter and how it makes him feel. he might act differently. that way, you can also decide if those feelings for him are still there, or if you've moved on. if you haven’t, then confess."

you turn away, not taking the envelope. your feet then move briskly. "what makes you think that he would accept my confession? there's no way he would."

"what's stopping you?" he presses, following you. "you don't know that unless you try."

a sharp exhale of air escapes you, your nerves taking your own words out of your mouth. "because i don't want to make a relationship awkward possibly. besides, he'll just make fun of me for having a crush on him and then reject me. so no way is tsukki going to accept it."

"he wouldn't do that. and you know he wouldn't. look, we both know tsukki better than anyone else does. i'm surprised at how blind you are to how he feels about you. or maybe you're denying it?"

before you can reply, you realize you've reached your apartment.

"just think about telling him? it'll ease your mind somehow, won't it? at least you'll have your answer and you can stop letting this eat at you the way it has for years." yamaguchi says, concern written on his face.

you sigh. "sure, tadashi. i'll think about it."

you don't get a wink of sleep that night. and despite you wanting more time to think, you are meeting up with tsukishima and yamaguchi to hangout the next day. so even if you want to put off your thoughts about the situation, you can't.

"you look like shit," tsukishima says once you sit down at the cafe the three of you always meet up at. "like a zombie with the life is sucked out of them.”

“wow, how did you guess?” you say, response dripping with sarcasm.

a guilty look appears on his face before he changes it to a softer expression. "here, i already ordered for you." he says, pushing your favorite order across the counter.

"oh, thank you. you didn't have to." you reach into your bag to pay him back, but he pushes your hand away, a grimace on his face.

"yeah, well i did anyways." he says, turning away. a faint hue of pink can be seen across his cheeks. “you should really try not to over exert yourself. we can’t afford to have our manager collapsing.”

you stare at the drink, mind rambling. “right…”

tsukishima distracts himself with the time, noticing how late yamaguchi is. it isn’t like him to be late. once the male checks his phone, everything clicks into place.

"tadashi says he won't be able to make it to the movies." tsukishima tells you, slipping his phone back in his pocket.

"really?" you go to pull your own phone out of your bag to check, but something else catches your eyes first.

the pink envelope.

you gasp, gritting your teeth. "tadashi, you bastard..." you hiss, wondering when he slipped it into your bag.

"yeah, something about feeling sick..." the tall man's eyes slide down to look at you, and as attentive as he is he asks, "what are you grumbling about?"

you eyes glance between him and the letter, panic washes over you as you try to improvise a lie.

tsukishima leans over, peering into your bag. “what is that?” he asks.

solemnly, you hand him the pink envelope. cotton has lodged itself in your throat but you manage. "this...this is for you."

“from?” he questions, but he already knows it’s not you. you don’t dot your i’s like that.

“the usual. some girl with a crush on you.” you answer, “she didn’t know how to give it you directly.”

opening the letter, his brown eyes scan the contents carefully, silence overcoming him as he drinks in each word.

meanwhile, your heart races rapidly. you can feel yourself beginning to spiral in your mind, thinking of all the possibilities of what could happen next after he finishes reading the letter. instead of hearing anything, the blonde simply puts the letter back in the envelope.

“let’s go.” he says, standing up to leave.

wait...that's it? you watch him leave the cafe and scramble after him, confusion trailing you.

when you catch up to tsukishima, your eyes glance at him, trying to gauge anything. something.

"well?" you ask, brow arching up.

"'well' what?" he replies, staring at you expressionless.

"are you...going to accept?" you prod, leg bouncing.

the man seems to contemplate your question, not answering for a moment. the anticipation is killing you. swallowing you whole. you have to say something before you’re buried alive.

"don't accept that confession." you blurt.

"huh?" the blonde slips the envelope in his pocket. "and why not?"

you shift uncomfortably in your spot. "b-because."

"'b-because', isn't an answer. i hope you're aware." he mocks before stepping closing to you, a sly smirk on his face. "why do you look like you're about to throw up? is the thought of me getting a confession that repulsive to you?"

"shut up!" you hiss, the burning in your cheeks spreading like wildfire now. "i never said that."

"you didn't have to. your face said everything that i needed to know." he replies, "why are you so eager to know anyways?"

you shrug, "i mean, we're friends right? why wouldn't i be curious?"

a soft chuckle leaves him. it's pretty, and pretty looks very good on him. how annoying for your nerves. "right, and let's say i do accept the confession. what would you do then?"

you blink, your hands clammy, body scorching at this point. "dunno, maybe throw a party with a sign that says 'congrats kei, you're lovable after all'."

"you're a horrible liar, you know. it's very annoying." tsukishima scowls, grabbing your wrist and turning you to look at him.

"who said i was going to accept the confession?" he tilts his head to the side, leaning in slightly. "hmm? i think you put that idea in that pretty head of yours all by yourself."

you huff, irritated by his teasing manner."it's not funny to joke like that."

he blinks. "when did i make a joke?"

"you always do...i don't understand you, tsukishima." at this point you can feel your face burning up. you look away from the blonde, frustrated and also internally panicking. when you go to walk away, his large hand catches your wrist, pulling you back.

"so now we're back to tsukishima?" he asks, distaste in his tone.

you bite your lip, too scared to say anything.

he clicks his tongue. "listen, i didn't have to read the letter to know my answer. i didn't even need to receive one. i've already had my mind made up."

a soft 'oh' leaves your mouth. "is that right?"

"yes, because i already have feelings for someone." he confesses, and your heart nearly stops.

you weren't expecting this at all. you bargained for more than you wanted, but it’s your fault and your fault alone. you start to yell in your head about how wrong yamaguchi is, about how you're too late to confess now, because someone else has already stolen—

"this is for you." tsukishima hands a eerily similar pink envelope to you with a small plushie. your eyes widen as you look at the plush, recognizing that it's your favorite animal. you remember talking about how you still sleep with stuffed animals and made the mistake of having tsukishima overhear you. the teasing that day never ended.

when squeezing the plush to you, you're surprised to hear it play your favorite song. reading the letter, you recognize the handwriting as his immediately. you're familiar with how he loops his y's and g's. you recognize the eloquence in his words. but you feel alien reading how he pours his emotions—about you—into words. words that are a lot kinder and sweeter than his usual moments.

"why would i joke about my feelings?" he answers, pulling at his hands, fingers fidgeting. "if you don't reciprocate them—"

"no! i-i mean, yes! yes, i do!" your face is on fire at this point. "i'm just shocked, i-i wasn't expecting—"

"for someone to be into someone like you?" he finishes.

you blink, stunned by his response. "well, yeah."

and tsukishima kei does what tsukishima kei does best.

he flicks your forehead.

he rubs the spot where he flicked your forehead and his gaze becomes soft as he stares at you, his large hands not pulling back from how it gently cradles your face.

"i've been into your annoying ass since you yelled at those bullies for picking on tadashi." he mumbles, a fond look in his eyes.

your eyes look over him rapidly. "i don't get it. how? why?"

he pinches your cheek, rolling his eyes. "you keep saying that and it's really annoying." he continues, "it's simple. you're...you're a much better person than i am. you're smart...and funny. and you understand me even when my words don't always say what i mean. you've pushed me to be a better person." he tries to make himself smaller, wanting to escape his vulnerability, but it's hard when you're a walking lamppost.

"i can't stand the sight of other guys looking at you. at thinking they have a chance with you. call me a hypocrite because i know i'm the last person who deserves a chance with you, but—" he cuts himself off, fiddling his his hands.

"but what, kei?" you push, heart pounding.

"but i want one anyways. i've never felt like this with anyone before and i don't want to stop now. i...i'm willing to take the chance to ask to go out with you...even if i know you deserve better than me." he explains, head bowing low.

this time, you reach up and flick his forehead.

"ow? what the hell, dumbass?" he scowls.

"it's annoying when you do that, too," you say, teasing, "you always undermine how brilliant you are and it has to stop. you may be an asshole, but you're also perceptive, and caring, even if you don't really know how to show it in conventional ways."

he doesn't say anything because he knows you're right.

you speak again. "for the record, i think that you're pretty amazing. and a lot of other people think so too. learn to give yourself more credit, kei."

"i can say the same about you." he says, brushing hair back from your face. his eyes shift down to your lips before looking away just as quickly. his single strand of vulnerability left snaps.

"c-can i kiss you?" he stutters, and you're shocked to see the snarky blonde asshole you know in such a shy state.

"yes," you breathe, "please."

he can’t resist when you ask so nicely and look so pretty right in front of him.

and what you learn is that kei's kisses are sweeter than any words that can come out of his smart mouth. how that is possible, you don't know. but you surely don't mind at all.

he tugs you close to his body, his scent overtaking your senses. he smells like mint and whatever cologne he put on today and it's easily your new favorite aroma.

you pull away and can't help but note how pretty kei looks after kissing. hair disheveled, swollen lips, glossy eyes, and glasses nearly falling off his face. you quietly laugh and push the frames back up his face.

"i love you, you know." you say, holding his face.

he leans into you, kissing your palm as he reciprocates the words in a quiet voice. a quirk in his lips and he adds, "i would hope you do. i don't want to be seen having to return to build-a-bear for a second time to return a bear."

you grin, holding up the bear teasingly. "this plush?"

"oni-chan said i should give you something...that you'd appreciate. it's yours as long as you don't replace me with it." he answers, red creeping up his neck. "if you do, i'll return it."

"don't worry, kei. i promise not to replace you with a stuffed animal when i need cuddles." you latch onto his arm, clinging to him easily. he tugs you impossibly closer.

sending yamaguchi a text thank you and a picture of you with your new bear—now named tadashi—with an annoyed tsukishima holding you tight in the photo. 'new family photo! you were right!'.

yamaguchi only grins at the message, laying back on his bed as he smiles. his work as cupid is over. he'd figure out the third wheeling issue later.

for now, mission accomplished.

do not copy and or repost. likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated though! (c) 2022 hyeque

THIS! IS GOLD MY BEAUTIFUL GIRLS/BOYS/NON BINARIES

READ IT

Defending S/O From Jealous Girls (Kuroo, Kageyama, and Tsukishima )

enjoy!!!!

warning(s):bullying!!!(tw) , boys who bite at anything that touches you<3

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 | 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

↬ featuring: 𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘶, 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘒𝘦𝘪, 𝘏𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪, 𝘠𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘛𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪, 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘢 𝘐𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘪

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↬ category: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬

↬ a/n: oh to be kabedoned by haikyuu men

𝗞𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗢 𝗧𝗘𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗨 ↬

he would be shocked at first

and he'd look you up and down, then smirk

"what do you think you're doing?"

you just stare at him and don't respond

after like five seconds he switches the positions and kabedons YOU instead

his arm resting near your head while you're standing there like an idiot

he soon pushes himself off of you

since he's a bit of a tease he'd say something like

"not so bold now are we, love?"

𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨 ↬

I can imagine him staring right back at you with a deadpan face

with his hands in his pockets, waiting for you to say something or let him go

"...you done?"

you click your tongue in defeat, removing your arms from the wall

he chuckles at your solemn expression

"what were you trying to accomplish?"

"damn. 'Tsumu and I made a bet on how you would react to me kabedoning you, now I owe him two ongiris..."

he shrugged and gave you a pat on your head

"better luck next time"

𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗔 𝗞𝗘𝗜 ↬

this mf just scoffs at you and steps under your arms

then has the audacity to slap one of them down so you bump your head on the wall

he's just watching you rub your head in pain, and sadistically smirks

"aww, does it hurt? maybe don't kabedon me next time."

he can be such a bitch honestly

but he makes up for it by giving you a forehead kiss <3

𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗬𝗢𝗨 ↬

POOR CHILD WOULD GET SCARED AND THEN BE HELLA CONFUSED

"umm... what are you doing?" he'd ask you

you didn't reply and started to gaze into his honey brown eyes

he would feel really unsettled, as it gives him flashbacks to when kageyama was scary asf during their practice match with seijoh

but then he gets all flustered and turns red in the face <3

you giggle and let him go

you don't give him any further explanation for the rest of the day :)

𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗨 𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜 ↬

this bitch would stare right back at you with a grin on his face

"oh~ so it's a staring contest now?"

he would get closer and closer to you, making you lean back every time

eventually he gets you to release him, and he laughs at you

"sorry honey~ you tried!"

then he would just WALK AWAY like nothing even fucking happened and hum to himself about his victory

you're just standing there like-

"tf"

𝗬𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝗧𝗔𝗗𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 ↬

as soon as you kabedon him, he malfunctions

no one has been this close to him before in this kind of situation

he would blush and avoid your eye contact

his eyes just dart around the room and you find it kind of cute how he panics

"you okay tadashi?"

"y-yup! totally fine!"

his voice goes up by two octaves :')

you move away and he stays in the same spot

and y'all are just looking at each other

yamaguchi.exe has stopped working

𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔 𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗜 ↬

his mouth would lift up into a settle smirk and he'd roll his eyes

and they would PIERCE into yours

like his eyes hit diff

then you look away from his face

he brings his right hand to your jaw and gently pulls it towards him

"why so shy now?"

you gulp and avoid his eye contact

"I hate that makki forced me to do this..."

he laughs quietly

"you did well, sweetheart"

and just like kuroo, he kabedons you back <3

NAME : karasuno team , haikyuu!!

SONG : old love , yuji + putri dahlia

SUMMARY : the second years have been complaining about finding suitable jobs for themselves. so ukai says that everyone can take turns working at his store for experience in a retail job. who knew that someone would be coming daily? wc : 1.8k

y/n slipped her shoes on, putting their hat on their hat just above her eyebrows as she zipped up her jacket.

“can you get me that one ice cream!”

her brother yelled from his room, popping his head from his door to look at the girl who was about to leave the house.

“don’t get your brother that ice cream! eating ice cream this late will get you sick!”

“ma please!”

y/n left the house, shutting the door behind her as the last thing she heard was her brother pleading their mother for ice cream.

y/n originally was gonna go buy food from the convenience store a few streets down, but she took a small shortcut to it, finding a new convenience store she’s never seen before.

‘ohh maybe i should start going here..’

y/n thought in her head, walking inside the store as she looked at the cashier. he looked about her age, orange hair, doing his homework at the counter, there was also another one, a blonde wearing glasses while he pointed at the paper.

the orange haired boy looked up, hearing the door open and stood up from his chair and greeted the girl. the blonde boy just looked up, nodding his head at her.

“hello!”

“hi..”

y/n smiled at the boy, then put her head down, turning to look around the store to see if there’s that one ice cream her brother liked.

she lifted her hat up a little bit to gather food, holding it in her hands. she got an instant bowl of ramen, onigiri, ice cream for her and her brother and two drinks.

y/n went up to the counter, the boy was doing his homework while the blondie was stood up, pushing the smaller boy away from the front of the register.

“is that all for today?”

“yeah. thank you.”

y/n thanked, nodding her head as she opened her hand bag, trying to find her wallet. the blonde boy looked up at the girl’s hat, admiring her white hat, it was a brand he liked.

“nice hat.”

“thanks- how much?”

“2,910 yen.”

y/n handed him three thousand yen bills and waited for her change, her eyes trailing down to the smaller boy and his worksheet.

“the answer’s 7.”

she said, looking up at his face as he stared up at her in amazement.

“sorry-”

“really?! ha! she figured it out before you, stingyshima!”

“hah? what did you call me?”

“stingyshima! sorry, can you explain it to me?”

y/n blinked as the orange haired boy looked at the girl as the blonde haired boy glared at the small one, then started to bag her food.

"oh, sure. so-"

y/n explained it to him, the cashier placed her bag of food on the counter infront of her, looking between the two as he also started listening, understanding the problem.

"wahh! you're so smart! i'm shoyo hinata!"

"i'm y/n l/n, you are?"

y/n looked up at the other boy, who grumbled then introduced himself.

"kei tsukishima."

"it's nice to meet you-"

a buzzing was heard in y/n's pocket, y/n took it out, placing it against her ear.

"moshi moshi? sorry, it was really nice to meet you!"

y/n greeted the person in her phone, grabbing the bag and waving to tsukishima and hinata as hinata waved back excited, while tsukishima nodded at her. she exited the store, disappearing out of their sight.

"yeah, i'm coming. no i went to another store-"

-

the next day, it was practice, so the boys started changing in the club room, hinata was struggling to take his shirt off, tsukishima making fun of him as he laughed at pointed.

“hey hey! tsukishima, hinata, how was work?”

tanaka exclaimed, an arm over both of their shoulders once hinata finally took his shirt off.

“easy.”

“so good! we also saw this pretty girl- so pretty- hurts my soul.”

“well, there’s no one prettier than our goddess, kiyoko!”

“no dude..”

hinata said, then leaning in.

“she’s on par with kiyoko.. so pretty, i’m not joking!”

tanaka raised his eyebrow dramatically, tsukishima shrugging his arm off his shoulder and putting his shirt on. tanaka whipped his head to tsukishima.

“was the girl you saw… pretty?”

tanaka paused for a second, leaning into tsukishima closer so tsukishima got frightened, taking a step back.

“i don’t know?”

“ugh! you were probably going crazy, hinata!”

“what’s going on?”

nishinoya said, walking into the club room being a little late.

“can you believe that hinata thinks he saw a girl prettier than kiyoko?”

“what?!”

nishinoya exclaimed, dropping his bag and chasing hinata around the room until daichi grabbed them by the collars and forced them to run laps.

-

“no! bakayama- she was sooo pretty! tell me if you see her!”

hinata whined, standing infront of the counter which kageyama was behind. kageyama’s arms were crossed and hinata’s hand were on his hips.

“no.”

“whyyy?”

hinata glared, tsukishima walked up behind him after getting food from the store with yamaguchi, then hitting hinata on the back of the head then.

“ow!”

“let’s go, pipsqueak.”

that night, kageyama and sugawara were working together. coach ukai thought that kageyama would scare customers off, so sugawara could be a face that people could rely on.

“let’s work hard, kageyama!”

sugawara said determined, his fists in the air clenched in determination while kageyama matched him.

“hai.”

-

“get me this again?”

y/n’s brother asked, his hands clasped together as y/n narrowed her eyes at her brother.

“get it yourself.”

“nooo! come on, y/n!”

“you go!”

y/n turned around, starting to walk back to here room, then her brother called out in hurry,

“i’ll give you money-“

suddenly, y/n was infront if her brother, hand stretched out waiting.

-

y/n entered the shop, seeing only one person at the counter, a black haired boy who nodded his head at her.

‘like tsukishima?’

y/n thought, then turning to find the onigiri.

for some reason, they had moved it to the top shelf when literally yesterday night it was at the midsection. y/n grimaced, stretching her arm up to try a grab a hold of the onigiri. on her tippy toes, she reached high as she held the shelf near her head for balance.

‘who the hell put it so high-?’

then, a hand went up, grabbing the onigiri and being held infront of her. y/n went flat on her feet, following the arm to the person right behind her.

“is this the one you wanted?”

he asked politely, y/n blinked, then grabbing the onigiri out of his hands.

“oh yeah, thank you..”

‘is this the pretty girl hinata was talking about? she is pretty..’

the grey haired boy thought, smiling at y/n.

-

“she was wearing a black hoodie, a white hat- wait what’s the name.. tsukishima! what was the brand?!”

“(insert random brand).”

“yeah! and she had h/c coloured hair. so pretty!”

“shut up about that girl!”

“why are you so rude, bakayama!?”

-

"is there anything else you need help with?"

the grey haired boy asked, gesturing to the top shelves that y/n couldn't reach. y/n nervously smiled, covering her mouth in embarrassment.

"could you also, get the one next to it?"

y/n pointed up as the boy looked up, picking it and holding it for the girl.

"i'll bring these to the front counter."

he smiled, bowed and walked away as y/n quickly followed, placing her things down on the counter infront of the two boys.

"you scan everything and tell her the price after, kageyama."

the grey haired one muttered to the boy as 'kageyama' nodded quickly, sliding them to the other as he bagged everything. y/n didn't hear, looking around the store to avoid awkwardly stnaidng there and waiting.

"that'll be- 1,922 yen."

kageyama said stiffly, but y/n just nodded, picking money out of her wallet.

"see! you're a natural."

the grey haired boy whispered to kageyama, bumping his shoulder as kageyama was surprised, holding his shoulder as the other slid the bag infront of the girl as she handed kageyama two thousand yen bills.

y/n waited for a change, even though it only took a few seconds, y/n could swear she saw the black haired kid before, something was familiar about him.

"thank you."

y/n thanked, bowing and grabbing the bag and leaving the store.

"success!"

sugawara cheered, his hands in the air as kageyama nodded, lifting his arm slightly up to his chest.

-

"so, so?! did you see her!?"

hinata exclaimed, jumping and his hands smacking down on kageyama's shoulders as tsukishima, yamaguchi, sugawara, tanaka walked into the gym, waiting for the rest of the team.

"ow! boke- hinata!"

"the h/c haired girl?"

sugawara questioned, bouncing a ball on the floor to warm up,

"yeah!"

"oh, yeah we did. you're right, she was pretty cute."

"see tanaka-senpai!?"

hinata shouted, pointing at his upperclassmen, still a little petty about getting a beating from nishinoya and tanaka.

"until i see her with my own two eyes, kiyoko is my queen."

tanaka argued, pointing at hinata and then turning and launching a ball in hinata's direction as the orange haired boy yelped, dodging and running from tanaka.

"good thing it's your shift today, with noya."

sugawara said, catching the back of tanaka's collar to stop him as the shaved haired boy choked.

-

"and then suga said that hinata was right- and that she was cute! unbelievable!"

"what a traitor to our goddess kiyoko!"

the two were talking about the 'pretty girl' that sugawara and hinata kept talking about. the two kept talking, not hearing the front door open and two people came walking in.

"what are they on about?"

y/n's brother, tendou, asked, his hands shoved into his hoodie pockets.

"how am i supposed to know? c'mon satori."

y/n tugged her brother towards the ice cream section, him following behind her.

"wait shit customers came in"

nishinoya said, looking at the two who disappeared from their sight behind the aisles of food.

"shut up and act professional."

"you act professional- and you shut up!"

the two teenage boys argued with each other, then a bit later, hearing stuff being dumped on the counter, looking at the noise and seeing two people, a red haired boy and h/c coloured hair girl.

"hey, don't dump them on the counter.."

y/n murmured, hitting tendou on the arm as he winced, rubbing his arm.

"ow, that hurt y/n.."

"no way it did."

y/n and tendou conversed as tanaka and nishinoya started scanning the items, looking up a few times and then making eye contact with each other.

'shit, is that her?'

'they were right, she's so pretty..'

'are them two dating?'

they both thought as the same time as tanaka handed them their bag.

"4,958 yen- please.."

y/n turned her head towards tendou, as he looked back at her.

"pay asshole."

"i'm so nice to you and this is what i get?"

tendou rolled his eyes, placing money down on the counter.

"thank you- let's go."

"the change bro"

tendou left the store, bag in hand as y/n waited for the change. tanaka dropped the change into her hand, and then y/n smiled, bowing.

"thank you so much."

y/n turned, leaving the store and yelling at tendou. while tanaka and nishinoya turned to each other. nishinoya nearly silently said,

"shit, suga and shoyo were right.."

Drabble: Tsukishima x Reader

Prompt: “If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

Genre: Super fluffy for a salty boi

A/N: When I saw the prompt, I immediately thought of Tsukki... You can’t tell me that beanpole doesn’t have cold feet

The study date had stretched out way longer than you had anticipated. You never planned to be staying so late, but the tiredness in your eyes had him slipping down to see his mother. When he had returned, he told you that you were staying the night, in the kind of way that left no questions to ask.

Tsukishima’s sweatshirt hung loose on your shoulders. No matter how big you were, he was bigger. In a strange way, it made you feel secure. The large piece of clothing was given to you to sleep in, Tsukishima inviting you to share his bed.

Really, what he said was, “Get in here. Where else are you supposed to sleep?”

Of course you agreed, giving him a cheery smile as you slipped onto his bed. His tall frame almost dangled off the bed, but there was plenty of room for you to wiggle under his blanket.

The chilliness of the weather really brought out the warmth of the fresh linen, a tiny hint of Tsukki in its scent. He smelt like fresh linen as it is, making the comfort that much tender. 

He reached over and placed his glasses carefully on the bedside table. While he was there, he turned off his lamp, plunging the two of you into darkness. 

You immediately caught for his figure, wrapping your fingers around the fabric of his t-shirt. Sliding down onto your back, you rested your head on his spare pillow. The fingers that were curled into his shirt tightened as you turned to your side and pressed into Tsukishima’s.

Tsukishima slipped an arm under you, ever so gently resting his hand on your upper back. His hand almost hovered over you, a ghost of the affection he desperately wanted to give you but were too stubborn to initiate. 

The two of you were still quite new to this relationship. It was still so innocent and delicate to Tsukishima, and he would do anything to protect it.

The silence was almost killing you, so you spoke up in a whisper.

“Tsukki?”

“What,” he huffed, more of a statement than a question. Most of his replies sounded like that, something you simply laughed out.

So, you did just that. A tiny, hushed giggle bubbled from your lips.

“Goodnight, Tsukki.”

“Hmph.”

You shook him slightly, kneeing his thigh as you groaned. Man, he was so tall. Your knees met the corner of his thighs while your face could fit in the crook of his neck.

“Say it back,” you ordered playfully.

He exhaled through his nose, in a way you knew meant that he was too tired to argue with you. Now that you thought about it, the thrill of sharing a bed had distracted you from how tired you were.

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you,” Tsukishima’s voice was soft, whispering in a monotone way. 

You rolled your eyes, “Close enough.”

And just like that, you were out like a light. Your breathing steadied, lulled by the scent of your boyfriend and the rise and fall of his chest. The hold you had on his shirt weakened, bringing Tsukishima’s attention to your silent and immobile form.

When he was absolutely certain you weren’t going to hear him, he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head.

He then whispered into your hair, “Goodnight, Y/N,” before drifting off into his own slumber.