Now You Can Be A Better Man For Your Brand New Girl.

Now you can be a better man for your brand new girl.

CW: Angst, no comfort

In hindsight, you should’ve seen it coming. You HAD to have seen it coming. It was all your fault. You never treated any relationship like a relationship but more like a mentorship where you always putting yourself in the mentor place. It was the only way you knew how to show care and love, by giving advices and scoldings. It reminded of 9th grade when your best friend decided to end the friendship because you advised her to stay away from a certain group of boys who were straight up delinquents. “You SUFFOCATE me.”She had shouted on the top of her lungs in the school cafeteria. Now it was different yet so similar. You had helped your new boyfriend with his emotions issues. He had difficulties managing them. He would take criticism as small as it was so bad it could sour his mood for the rest of the week. On the other hand a sliver of praise could make him lift mountains. “Your smile is enough to keep me going.” He had shared with you once in the privacy of your shared bed, with heavy eyes and a lovesick grin. You had decided to take matters into your own hands. You took the initiative of finding him a therapist that would help pin point why he reacted like that. “Your emotions are eating you away my love. I hate to see you unhappy because of a few words.” You whispered to him” You have to change for you. If you ever have to deal with some insensitive jerk or even… your next girlfriend .” You hesitated. That was the conversation you had 3 months ago and sure you were seeing results. But you weren’t sure if does were results or your boyfriend just loosing interest. If you were being honest you were starting to miss his emotions. Rather that than the silence that found you as you came back home every night for the last few weeks. And as you took it upon you to surprise your boyfriend with a treat delivered straight to his job, you were greeted with a gut wrenching scene and a familiar feeling in your stomach. “Your smile is enough to keep me going”. Here was your boyfriend saying that to another woman. She retorted with a “your girl doesn’t know how good she head it having an expressive man like you”. With that you left the building. No tears. Just ugly thoughts of eternal loneliness. You arrived at your house pretty fast and decided to leave without a warning. It was a cowards move but to hell bravery. You just left a note: “your smile is going to keep me going. take care baby. PS: i hope you guys are truly happy”. 

it’s not very good but it’s something I had to get out of me. Was thinking of Bokuto while writing this but it can be anyone that fits the description . Very inspired by Lynette Scavo. Thanks for the likes on the last one 💕

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She’s a ice cold b**ch (Pt2)

CW: Angst, confusion, suggestive but no NSFW.

But that would have to wait. As you were tossing to finally rest, you received a call and it wasn’t any call. The ID said Nekuroo. Very bad word play but you loved it and it made you giggle so hard when you found it. Kuroo and you had been messing around for a while now. You met in college where you first started as academic rivals and it slowly morphed into a “rivals with benefits”kind of situations? He was the only one who knew about your little tricks to keep people at arm length and saw right through what it was: bullshit. But he liked what y’all had and didn’t feel like rocking the boat. The phone rung twice before you get up and started rushing to the bathroom. The call was a heads up he was a few blocks away from your apartment. You took off your bonnet and your hydrating mask, heart breaking a little because that shit was too expensive to be wasted. As you you were brushing your hair and taking off your night guard you thought about how good Kuroo had been rocking your world and you couldn’t help but wonder why it had been happening less and less. Maybe was he here to end things with you? Maybe he had found someone who actually wants something other than REALLY GOOD sex and dinners on the days you weren’t too tired? The bell ringing brought you back to reality and you made your way to the door. When you opened you found the same smirk and knowing look on his oh so handsome face. “Hey pretty” “Hello stranger”. He closed the door behind him and what followed left you just as confused as you were after the Atsumu situation.

It had been a 3 days after your little slip up and you had been avoiding your favorite himbo like the plague. Obviously it’s not the most mature way to go about with things but you had no idea what those were so you stuck with your usual protocol. On the 4th day, as you got there earlier, you decided to lay out the equipment for everyone and arrange the training session of the day. As you were finishing the guys started to arrive closely followed by the coach. As you were taking a seat in the office overlooking the court, you got cornered by Atsumu who closed the door behind him. He stood there looking pretty annoyed and sad? “ I dont think you’re weak because you showed me you could be vulnerable.” You furrowed your eye brows.  HOW was he doing that?! Knowing exactly how you felt and how you were wired? So you just stood there. Looking at him with a stunned face. A few seconds later you were miraculously saved by Iwaizumi barging in the office to ask you about an important contract you had to sign and drag Atsumu out of your office to train. Exactly what you needed, a fucking breather after all these things…

As promised, part 2. I have to finish this in under 5 parts cause I can feel the quality of those just 📉. Please let me know in the comment if you enjoy these.

saw this tweet and immediately thought of sakuatsu

She’s a ice cold b**ch (Pt2)

CW: Angst, confusion, suggestive but no NSFW.

But that would have to wait. As you were tossing to finally rest, you received a call and it wasn’t any call. The ID said Nekuroo. Very bad word play but you loved it and it made you giggle so hard when you found it. Kuroo and you had been messing around for a while now. You met in college where you first started as academic rivals and it slowly morphed into a “rivals with benefits”kind of situations? He was the only one who knew about your little tricks to keep people at arm length and saw right through what it was: bullshit. But he liked what y’all had and didn’t feel like rocking the boat. The phone rung twice before you get up and started rushing to the bathroom. The call was a heads up he was a few blocks away from your apartment. You took off your bonnet and your hydrating mask, heart breaking a little because that shit was too expensive to be wasted. As you you were brushing your hair and taking off your night guard you thought about how good Kuroo had been rocking your world and you couldn’t help but wonder why it had been happening less and less. Maybe was he here to end things with you? Maybe he had found someone who actually wants something other than REALLY GOOD sex and dinners on the days you weren’t too tired? The bell ringing brought you back to reality and you made your way to the door. When you opened you found the same smirk and knowing look on his oh so handsome face. “Hey pretty” “Hello stranger”. He closed the door behind him and what followed left you just as confused as you were after the Atsumu situation.

It had been a 3 days after your little slip up and you had been avoiding your favorite himbo like the plague. Obviously it’s not the most mature way to go about with things but you had no idea what those were so you stuck with your usual protocol. On the 4th day, as you got there earlier, you decided to lay out the equipment for everyone and arrange the training session of the day. As you were finishing the guys started to arrive closely followed by the coach. As you were taking a seat in the office overlooking the court, you got cornered by Atsumu who closed the door behind him. He stood there looking pretty annoyed and sad? “ I dont think you’re weak because you showed me you could be vulnerable.” You furrowed your eye brows.  HOW was he doing that?! Knowing exactly how you felt and how you were wired? So you just stood there. Looking at him with a stunned face. A few seconds later you were miraculously saved by Iwaizumi barging in the office to ask you about an important contract you had to sign and drag Atsumu out of your office to train. Exactly what you needed, a fucking breather after all these things…

As promised, part 2. I have to finish this in under 5 parts cause I can feel the quality of those just 📉. Please let me know in the comment if you enjoy these.