A/N: I Had This Exact Dream But With Atsumu. I Wanted To Try And Write For Meian, Cuz He Hot As Hell.

A/N: I had this exact dream but with Atsumu. I wanted to try and write for Meian, cuz he hot as hell. Also, I don’t know if Japanese Pro Volleyball Teams have Managers, but in this story they do. Enjoy :) +18

words: 5145

genre: a lil‘ angst, fluff, smut in the beginning

warnings: sex dream, cursing

Shūgo Meian x Reader “Dream A Little Of Me”

“Oh (Y/N)... that feels so good… yeah j-just like that. Holy shit! O-Ohh…” Meian moans heavily with your wandering touches.

His broad chest rises and falls fast, his mind is all over the place.

Your skilled tongue swirls around the head of his long cock, making it twitch with need and he blissfully pants as precum starts dripping from the tip.

”(Y/N) please… stop teasing me… I want to fuck you so bad.” Meian tangles his hand in your hair and tugs on it occasionally. His other hand fists the sheets of the bed.

You willingly let go of his cock, making a ‘pop’ noise as you retreated from his form.

A mix string of saliva and precum connects your wet lips and his tip and Meian throws his head back in satisfaction, trying to calm his breathing.

Looking at him with a glint in your eyes, you crawl onto his lap, placing each leg next to his waist.

Meian stares at you with flushed cheeks, a small smile growing on the corner of his lips.

Small hands resting on his ripped abdomen, you begin to sit down on him with a dreamy sigh, feeling him stretch your insides out.

Gasping at his enormous size, he too, moans shakily at the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing him.

”Hah, hah. Gosh your pussy feels amazing!”, scrunching his face in gratification, he places his giant hands on your hips, grasping them tightly.

Meian opens his eyes and looks at you with pure love and adoration.

”(Y/N)… I love y-“ , Meian’s voice stops suddenly and you hear your annoying alarm going off.

You wake up with a startling gasp, scooching back and moving to sit up against your headboard as you try to calm your breathing and your racing heart.

Unbelievable, this is now the third time you dreamed about the MSBY’s Captain like this.

Rubbing your hands over your face, you groan in sexual frustration as you replay the images in your head over a naked Shūgo Meian confessing his feelings for you.

Just everything about that guy is perfect. His smile, his stature, his personality, he’s just a dream come true.

As a Captain of a Pro Volleyball team, he is strict with his teammates and is not afraid to scold three certain rascals for their shenanigans every day from time to time.

Yet, as the Manager of MSBY, he never raised his voice or scolded you in any way.

Even if you quite fucked up the first couple weeks when you started there, he always gives you a smile and tells you not to worry about it.

For example, you accidentally shrunk Meian’s jersey in the wash once and when you were telling him about it, waiting and bracing for a long and harsh lecture to come, he just looked really pained when he said that you shouldn’t worry about it, that he will just tell the Coach to order a new one.

When those words came out of his mouth, everyone, even the unapproachable Sakusa, looked in pure shock at the interaction between Meian and you.

Bokuto, Hinata and Atsumu gaped with open mouths as they got scolded once for just being two minutes late for training and you didn’t even get the slightest glare for being 20 minutes late.

You have been their Manager for about five months now, the daily routine now easy as a breeze to you.

It happened like two months ago when you started developing a crush on the raven-haired man.

Unfortunately you remember this day as if it happened yesterday.

Everyone was done with training, headed straight to the showers and left the Volleyball gym in a hurry. Or so you thought.

It was around 18:00 and training officially ended 30 minutes ago. Guessing that all the players have already left since it was so quiet, you use your key to go into the locker room to collect the dirty and sweaty jerseys from the washing basket that evening.

Noticing the door was still unlocked, you didn’t think much of it, simply deciding that Meian forgot to lock the room after he left.

When you entered the still light up locker room you didn’t expect a half-naked Meian to be standing in front of his locker with just a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.

Your eyes followed the water droplets as they ran down on the massive muscles on his torso and stomach, watched as they got soaked into the towel.

Meian turned his head in your direction and stared at you in shock but it was more the curiosity than shock that showed on his face.

After a few seconds, you felt an extraordinary heat blow up on your face and you let out a small scream as you turned around and left as quickly as you entered.

Meian stared dumbfounded at the door where you left and heard a small amount of apologies getting quieter and quieter.

He just chuckled at your behavior and resumed changing.

Once he was done, he saw you waiting outside and it was pouring down.

Wanting to clear the awkward air after the embarrassing encounter, he approached you and offered to walk you home but as soon your ears picked up on his voice, your eyes were wide and you told him off, saying you were going to miss your train.

Meian tried to stop you but you were already sprinting to the train station in the rain saying you were going to be fine on your own.

The Middle Blocker stared sadly after your retreating form and kicked a trash can over in frustration. The loud bang of the trash can falling down on the pavement echoed in the silent night.

Some of the trash landed on the floor and after he heaved out a deep sigh he picked up the trash and put it back in before he went home.

Meian has been developing feelings for you ever since you started and those feelings only started to grow the more time he spent talking to you. And now he thinks he blew his chance of getting closer to you.

Ever since that incident, you have been avoiding him like a pest. Always walking in a different direction whenever he is near, not talking to him any way except when it’s absolutely necessary, it’s almost driving him insane.

Meian thought he had a good relationship with you but your sudden strange and distant behavior makes him think you had a change of heart.

He honestly thought you liked him the same way he liked you. Maybe his mind was just playing tricks on him but nonetheless he decided to leave you alone.

His teammates notice the relationship change between you two, making it feel like two parents who had a bitter divorce because the other one got custody over the children.

Inunaki and Tomas notice it first when they have a small three-on-three match together after an intense training match.

They both take a drink from their water bottles, wiping the sweat off of their necks with towels which you handed out earlier.

Watching you pick up the scattered volleyballs around the court, Meian is about to grab the one you’re about to pick up and your eyes make contact with his dark ones.

For a moment, neither of you say anything, simply staring at each other.

All of sudden, you straighten up and walk around him with a neutral expression on your face, still not saying anything, beginning to collect the used towels on the floor left by Atsumu and Bokuto.

Meian’s remorseful gaze follows your figure and he breathes out slowly and closes his eyes, grabbing the ball with his hands and throws it into the volleyball cart.

Inunaki nudges Tomas with his elbow, gaining the Middle Blocker’s attention.

“Did something happen between Cap and (Y/N)?” He questions him.

Tomas looks at you and then Meian, before he answers with a clueless shrug of his shoulders.

“Don’t know about Cap but I just feel like (Y/N) is lately more quiet than usual.”

“Yeah but like a couple of weeks ago, they were talking so much and seemed really friendly towards each other. Then just like that-”, he snaps his fingers, “they act like complete strangers.”

Tomas thinks for a few moments before he decides to speak up again.

“Maybe something DID happen between them that causes them to behave like that. I mean look at them, they are acting like they’ve never interacted with one another.”

Atsumu appears and joins their conversation. He rests his sweaty arm on Inunaki’s shoulder as he leans against him.

“What we talkin’ ‘bout?” the sandy-blonde asks and Inunaki grimaces at the gesture but doesn’t shrug him off.

Tomas begins to answer.

“We’ve just been talking about how Meian and (Y/N) have been acting differently toward each other. Almost like there’s a visible tension hanging in the air.”

Atsumu grins at that, not being able to refrain the next words from spilling out.

“Ya think they fucked? Maybe he didn’t give ‘er a good time and she tries ta avoid ‘im cuz of it.” The Setter laughs.

The Libero and Middle Blocker’s faces change into disbelief and disgust and Inunaki shrugs Atsumu off.

“Meian doesn’t strike me as the type to just sleep with someone to just get their dick wet. Unlike you of course.” Tomas grins cheekily at Atsumu and he scowls at him.

“Fuck off.” The blonde man spits at him before walking off.

Inunaki shakes his head at their behavior and looks back at you.

You’re looking troubled, almost sad as you collect the towels together from Bokuto and Hinata as they hand you their black towels as well.

The energetic duo seems to notice your expression and their smiles drop immediately as they ask you what is troubling you with concerned faces.

You just shake your head and wave them off, walking away to resume your duties.

Hinata and Bokuto share a look of worry but leave you be.

The Wing Spikers walk into the direction of the locker room of the MSBY Jackals followed by the rest of the teammates.

Inunaki and Tomas both agree that they should ask their Captain in the locker rooms about his and your tense body language and silent treatments lately.

Coach Foster has also noticed your change of attitude as well, your usual cheerful expression replaced by a dark cloud of sadness looming over you.

Walking over to you, he tries to indulge in a talk with you.

”(Y/N)? You okay? The guys didn’t say anything mean or inappropriate to you did they?” Foster starts.

Startled by his sudden voice, you turn around to him with a small smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

“Y-Yeah I am fine, having some private trouble sir.”

He purses his lips at your answer and advises you to leave the trouble at home and not bring it to work.

Accepting his advice you apologize for your behavior and you promise him to be in a better mood tomorrow.

~ At the same time in the locker room ~

The team members of MSBY are all freshly showered, getting dressed and ready to go home.

Meian rubs his head dry with a towel and Tomas and Inunaki share a quick glance before nodding to each other.

Tomas clears his throat and Meian whips his head and his direction with an arched eyebrow.

“Yeah? Did you need something?” Meian asks him.

“Uhh…” , he begins.

Tomas turns his head to look at Inunaki and he just sends him a thumbs up with an unsure smile as encouragement.

Meian looks at Inunaki, back to Tomas and begins to get slightly irritated at his teammate’s behavior.

”Well?” Meian starts to get impatient and Tomas is not used to this side of him.

“Inunaki and I were wondering if something happened between you and (Y/N). We just feel like you had such great chemistry with her and it’s like the next day, you’re acting like you don’t know each other.”

Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu and even Sakusa slow down their movements, quite intrigued by what the raven-haired Middle Blocker has to say.

Meian stops for a second, pondering what to say.

”I don’t know.” He begins.

“You know when I had to stay behind to clean the mess you guys left in the locker room? (Y/N) saw me while I was there. She’s been distant since.” The spiky black-haired Middle Blocker explains.

Questions started flowing through the room immediately, not acknowledging the fact that Meian was pissed about the dirty laundry that they left on the floor for you to clean up.

”Woah did she see you naked??” Wide golden eyes stare in amazement at Meian.

“Did she confess to you or something?” Hinata suggests with stars in his eyes.

“Please tell me you didn’t sleep with her in here, I am going to kill you if you did.” Sakusa scrunches his face in disgust and anger.

”Was yer size really that disappointin’?” Atsumu teases with a shit-eating grin.

Meian looks at his team and puts on his MSBY sweats, only giving one answer.

”No we didn’t do anything inappropriate, she just saw me in a towel and ran out like the room was on fire.”

Silence, followed by some laughter from Atsumu’s and Bokuto’s side.

“Is that it? Then why do you look so down about it?” Barnes finally joins the group, already dressed and ready to go.

Meian blows air through his nose, looking at Barnes with tired eyes.

“I like her. A lot. Maybe more than I’d care to admit. But now I feel like I ruined my chances with her.”

Atsumu leans against the locker next to Meian’s and starts taunting him.

”Awww she don’ wan yer dick? Is that why ya been so pissy lately bro?”

Meian doesn’t look at Atsumu and puts on a fresh new shirt from his locker.

Still ignoring his teammates, he puts his bag over his shoulder and leaves the locker room without a word of goodbye, slamming the door on his way out.

Everybody gapes at the Captain’s reaction, if you could even call that a reaction and turn to glare at their Setter.

Atsumu is aware of everyone’s eyes on him and he just says cluelessly with wide eyes “What?” when he glimpses in the round.

Bokuto’s excited deep voice breaks the silence.

”I think they’re SO cute together!” Bokuto puts his hands over his heart and sighs dreamily.

”So do I! Maybe we can convince them to talk together!” Hinata suggests.

“Are you serious? Are you going to play matchmaker?” The curly dark-haired Outside Hitter asks Hinata in a ridiculous tone when he puts on a fresh mask from his bag.

“Omi you should totally participate! Consider this a team building exercise!“ Bokuto beams.

“Yeah Omi-Omi! Join the group of ‘Match made in Heaven’!” Atsumu adds.

“No.” Sakusa says bluntly and leaves the locker rooms without another word.

”I don’t think we should snoop our noses in their mess. They are both adults after all, they need to sort this out themselves.” Barnes swings his bag over his shoulder and bids his teammates goodbye.

Tomas, Atsumu, Bokuto, Inunaki and Hinata are the only ones left now in the changing room.

“Well you can definitely count us in.“ Inunaki smiles at his teammates with a supportive thumbs up and a wide grin, while Tomas just nods his head in agreement with a small smile on his face.

“Awesome! Let operation ‘Jackal Love‘ spring into action!“ The white-haired boasts his fists in the air with a massive grin on his excited face.

“Shōyō, text ‘er ta meet ‘us’ tomorrow at Ninja Ramen. She’ll probably answer ya unlike the rest of us. Besides Bokkun, ya have da best connection with her.” Atsumu puts the word ‘us’ in a quotation with his fingers.

Hinata takes out his phone and starts to write the message to you, while the remaining MSBY members peeking over his shoulder to read what he types down.

~ Back to you ~

You finish putting the clean towels away and walk your way home in the cold dark without saying goodbye to the team.

Sitting in the cold train wagon, you wrap your black fluffy winter jacket closer to your body, trying to stay warm.

You feel a vibration in the pocket of your jacket, signaling you got a text. Grabbing the phone out, you unlock it to open the message from Hinata.

> Sunshineball #2 ☀️ 17:48 <

‘(Y/N)!!! We are all going out for dinner tomorrow night! Wear something pretty! 😃’

> You 17:50 <

‘Sorry Shōyō 😕 I am usually pretty tired after work, maybe another time 😊’

Hinata pouts at your answer, showing the others your reply.

“Be a lil‘ bit more persistent bro!“ Atsumu tells Hinata.

Hinata thinks for a moment, before he starts typing again.

> Sunshineball #2 ☀️ 17:51 <

‘Awww c’mon! 😭😭 Bo and I will be very sad otherwise! 🥲’

Thinking for a few moments, you actually agree. You haven’t been out in a while and the constant hiding from Meian has been tiring you out.

> You 17:59 <

‘Alrighty then 🤗 What time and where?’

> Sunshineball #2☀️ 18:00 <

‘Let’s say 18:00 @Ninja Ramen 🍜 !!’

> You 18:01 <

‘👌🏻💞’

When the rest of the MSBY Jackals read your message they all cheer loudly and text their Captain to be there at the same time.

~ The next day ~

It’s 17:15 and Coach Foster decided to let everyone go home early today since it’s Friday. Atsumu has asked his brother for help to reserve a table at Ninja Ramen, since Osamu‘s girlfriend owns the place. Thankfully she is a really nice person and immediately agreed to the plan, much to Osamu‘s dismay that she is being too nice to Atsumu.

The operation “Jackal Love” starts now. The matchmakers except Meian, you and the non-participant Sakusa, know about their hooking-up-plan.

As everyone gets ready to go home, Hinata and Bokuto have been excited all day long, getting on Sakusa‘s nerves.

Once Meian hits the showers, Sakusa walks over to Hinata with an aggravated scowl.

“Will you stop it?! Your constant twitching and giddiness is getting on my nerves!“

Sakusa‘s foul mood doesn’t scare Hinata in the slightest.

”Ahhh I am sorry I can’t! I am so excited for (Y/N) and Meian’s date tonight!” The orange haired Wing Spiker gloats.

Sakusa’s scowl changes into disbelief and he whips his head into Bokuto’s and Atsumu’s direction.

”You’re joking right? You didn’t seriously set those two up for tonight.“ The Outside Hitter hisses at them.

“Why not? It’s ‘bout damn time somethin’ happened between ‘em. I cannot take their sexual tension anymore.“ Atsumu defends.

Sakusa scoffs in disgust and leaves the locker room to go home. Before he exits the room though, Bokuto calls after him.

“Omi! I will keep you updated on the lovebirds!“

Sakusa doesn’t reply and closes the door.

Inunaki waves his teammates over in a hurried manner and the rest gets changed quickly before moving over to their Libero.

“Okay guys, Meian will be out of the showers in a little bit, we only have a few minutes. So here’s the plan again. Meian and (Y/N) will meet each other at Ninja Ramen in about 45 minutes. What are you all going to say or write in the group chat when the clock strikes 18:00?“ Inunaki asks in the round.

“Samu needed help movin’ somethin’.“ Atsumu answers easily.

“The new Call of Duty Game came out and Bokkun and I forgot to pick it up and we only have today to pick it up before they send it back!“ Hinata adds.

“I twisted my ankle in the subway and Barnes needs to drive me home.“ Tomas sighs while crossing his arms over his chest.

Inunaki nods happily with every answer, giving his own reply after Tomas‘ answer.

“Great! Now let’s all get out of here!“ The light-haired Libero shoos the rest of the team out, except Meian who just turned the shower off.

Walking into the locker room with a black towel around his waist, Meian notices that it’s deadly quiet.

Not thinking much of it, he changes into a long-sleeved black polo shirt along with a pair of black ripped jeans and black-and-white All Star sneakers.

Spraying some perfume on him, he finishes packing his bag and heads out towards his car.

Noticing that some of the cars of the players are gone, Meian thinks that his teammates are already on their way to the restaurant.

After 15 minutes, Meian arrives in front of the colorful LED sign that reads ‘NINJA RAMEN’ in cursive writing.

What’s weird though is, that no members of the Jackals are in front of the restaurant.

The shop is open and he sees waiters walking around but he doesn’t see any familiar faces.

While Meian waits in his car, little rain droplets begin to fall on his windshield, the sound gently disturbing the silence.

After about 8 minutes of waiting, the time now being 17: 55, Meian gets out of his car and while he is walking towards the restaurant, he takes his phone out of his pocket and texts his teammates.

‘MSBY Jackals 🐾’

> Me <

Where are you guys? Aren’t we meeting at 18:00 @Ninja Ramen?

> Pestilence #1 <

Ahh sorry cap, Bo and I had to pick up the new COD game!

They would have sent it back otherwise and I already paid for it…

We won’t be able to make it sorry!😕

> Pestilence #2 <

What he said 🤩☝🏻

> Pestilence #3 <

Samu needed help movin a new cabinet into his apartment,

sorry it was last minute won’t make it either sorry 🤐

> Sakusa <

I am not coming anyway.

> Me <

Are you serious??😡 Barnes? Tomas? Inunaki?

> Barnes <

Adriah twisted his ankle badly in the subway, taking him home

we won’t make it either

> Inunaki <

Yeah my dog ate something bad I have to take him to the vet sorry

> Me <

Well I am going home then if no one is coming…

> Pestilence #3 <

(Y/N) is comin tho. Just have dinner with her 😁

As Meian is about to turn around and leave, you show up.

Slightly drenched from the sudden rain, you tighten your jacket a little bit more around yourself.

Taking your headphones out of your ears you give him a tight smile and pack your headphones away into your bag.

‘’Where is everyone? We are both on time” you question him.

Meian heaves out a deep sigh before he answers you.

“They bailed on us, it’s just you and me. I hope that’s okay” The Captain rubs his neck nervously.

Honestly, you could scream right now. Out of excitement or frustration, you’re not really sure about that.

Somehow you get the feeling that the scheming members of your team have something to do with this.

Nonetheless, you give him a small smile and nod.

Meian returns your smile and opens the door for you to enter first. The doorbell chimes softly with your arrival.

Quietly thanking him for opening the door, you walk in and that amazing smell of Ramen broth is immediately hitting your nose.

You can feel your stomach grumbling and Meian follows you inside.

It is a busy night, a lot of people are occupying the tables, laughing and drinking with family or friends.

A waitress comes around the corner and greets the both of you warmly, she beckons you to follow her, while she carries two menus in her hands.

As you both sit down, she puts the menus on your table and writes down the drinks you and Meian have ordered.

It is quiet for a while, neither of you know how to start the conversation or in other words how to address the elephant in the room.

“Meian I -”, “(Y/N) listen -” you both start.

“Go ahead.” He beckons you.

You weren’t exactly sure where to start. Apologizing seems the best way to start the conversation.

“I just want to start by saying how sorry I am to have burst in the locker rooms the other day. I-I thought everyone has already left and I didn’t expect to see you still in there. Naked. B-Barely covered.” Squeaking like a shy little mouse, your voice gets quieter at the end of your sentence.

You can feel your cheeks and your neck heating up like crazy and you don’t have the nerve to look at the Captain's face.

For a few seconds Meian is not saying anything until he chuckles a little bit and leans forward to meet your eyes that are still focused on the table.

“(Y/N). (Y/N), look at me. Please.” He pleads in a soft voice.

You force yourself to look up, straighten your posture and he gives you a warm smile with a look of adoration and… something else you can’t quite place.

His pupils are dilated as he stares at you.

Only a person in deep love would look at another person like Meian is looking at you right now.

“It was just the wrong time at the wrong place. Accidents happen.” He begins.

The waitress comes back with your drinks and writes down your order of two dishes of Miso Ramen with pork.

Leaving you two alone again, Meian continues where he was left off.

He clears his throat and a small blush decorates his cheeks. Looking at his massive hands, he fidgets a little bit before looking at you again.

“I just wanted to apologize as well. I am sorry that I didn’t talk to you after the incident happened. I just felt you’re too uncomfortable around me and I didn’t want to make it worse.”

“You don’t make me uncomfortable at all! I just… I really like you Meian. I thought if I didn’t talk to you anymore my feelings for you would disappear.” Quickly realizing what you just said your eyes feel like they bulge out of your sockets and you place your hands against your face to hide the shame.

“Please ignore what I just said. This was a bad idea.” You try to get up and leave but Meian snatches your wrist before you can disappear.

“No! Wait! Please don’t walk away again! I feel the same way about you (Y/N)” The Middle Blocker confesses.

Did you hear that right? The Captain of a professional Volleyball team likes you too?!

You sit down again but Meian doesn’t let go of your hands, instead he tightens his hold around them.

“I liked you for quite some time now, I was just honestly sure you didn’t like me in the same way. But you have no idea how happy it makes me right now to hear you say that.” He begins to lace your fingers together with his gorgeous smile.

You blush at his comment and as you are about to reply, the waitress comes with your mouth-watering ramen.

It is now a very nice atmosphere, the two of you talking about your favorite shows, your high school lives and about the team.

After dinner is over, Meian pays for your guys’ food and opens the door for you like the gentleman he is.

It is still pouring outside and you turn towards each other, getting wet by the rain.

The temperature has cooled down, making your breaths visible to the eye. Yet the cold doesn’t bother either of you. The thought of knowing that you return each others’ feelings makes your heart warm enough.

“So… I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, Meian.” You stare into his dark eyes while rubbing your cold hands together.

“Call me Shūgo. Do you want me to drive you home? My car is right over there.” He suggests.

“No it’s okay the train station is not far from here.” You assure him.

Meian steps a little bit closer to you and takes your cold hands into his warm ones.

“I know this seems kind of forward… but ever since I saw you for the first time, I really wanted to kiss you. Can I?” He whispers, his face coming closer to yours.

You answer him by removing your hands from his and stand on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him towards you.

Feeling his soft lips against yours makes your body explode in fireworks. Meian envelopes his arms around your hips and pulls you even closer to him.

The rain makes this kiss even better, it feels more romantic, more intimate.

The two of you continue to kiss, feeling his tongue trying to enter your mouth, you grant him access and the Captain begins to explore your mouth.

Fingers carding through his now very wet hair, he sighs heavily and swallows your moans.

Finally pulling apart from each other what feels like an eternity, you are both panting and smiling at each other like idiots in love. Which you are.

“Do you want to come back to my place?” He grins at you cheekily.

“So bad.” You grin back and follow him to his car.

-Le next day -

Everyone except Meian is already in the locker room the next morning. Oddly enough no one questions it because they can already guess why the Captain is late.

As soon as the rest enters the gym, they are greeted by the sight of gross PDA between their Captain and their manager.

You try to push Meian away with a blush and a smile on your face as he follows you around trying to hug you.

“Shūgo, stop it! They will be here any second” you scold him in a laughing voice.

“No can do baby, you’re just so soft. Wanna hug you all the time.” He wraps his strong arms around your waist from behind and peppers your cheek with his soft kisses, making you giggle like a fourteen-year old in love.

No one says anything. They just stand by the entrance and watch in a mix of happiness, cringe and disgust at the sight.

Sakusa turns to his teammates with a pissed expression, as begins to walk in.

“This is all your fault. I would rather take the silent treatment act over this any day.”

“What have we done?” Inunaki asks with a shuddering voice.

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A/N: Salut everybody, this work was inspired by a recent tattoo visit of mine lately. Got the idea during the session with my tattoo artist.

genre: fluff

warnings: cursing, my bad writing

words: 2925

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The Room Where It Happens: Tattooartist!Tetsurō Kuroo x f!Reader

Why, just why did you lose that bet?

Stomach grumbling in nervousness, you still hesitate to enter the front door.

Three days ago, you went drinking with your friends and one of your male friends, who is fond of the company of other men, said he can 100% get a phone number from a girl if he tried hard enough.

You, being drunk out of your mind, agreed to the bet.

Then again, all four of your friend group were intoxicated as hell.

So the next morning, you receive a text from your friend, reminding you that you lost the bet like the other two who also bet he wouldn’t be able to do it.

The other two who had lost, had to do something as well.

One of them had to color their hair blue and the other one had to call up their mother, saying they are expecting.

To be honest, it’s completely unfair that you had to do the most difficult one.

You’d rather call your mum and tell her that you got knocked up and listen to her shout at you for the next two weeks than get something tattooed on your skin that will last a lifetime.

The cool breeze of the wind that flows through your hair makes it flow to the side and you take the loose strands and push them back against your ear.

When you stare at the name of the tattoo studio in front of you, you can’t help but chuckle a little bit at the name.

‘Ink = Mc²’

Taking a deep breath, you keep telling yourself that you don’t even have to get something big or visible, just a little something, so your friend will stop spamming you.

Finally taking the big step, you push the door open and the doorbell of the shop chimes with your entrance.

The warm air of the shop makes you feel nice and warm, finally getting away from the cold autumn air from outside.

The distant smell of disinfectant and the rock music playing in the studio is filling your senses, taking away the nervousness a little bit from you.

The shop is wide and spacious, with an unoccupied front desk straight ahead and a little waiting area with two chairs on the left side. Light gray walls on every side of the room.

There are one or two plants in the lower wall corners, giving it a friendly atmosphere.

As you look around, you notice different kinds of tattoo pictures along the walls, some colorful or only black and white, others looking like fine line art style.

You can hear deep voices talking in some of the backrooms, along with the irritating noise of tattoo machines ringing in the back of your brain.

Just the sound of the machines is making your stomach twist in knots again but as you are about to turn around and leave, you hear a loud voice calling out to you, making you freeze in your steps.

“Hey! Can I help you?”, a hospitable voice asks.

Turning around to the voice, you see a very tall muscular guy with white and blackish hair, that’s a little bit spiked up.

Tattoos are covering up his entire arms, some poke out from the neckline of his white shirt and there’s a small one on the side of his neck.

Even with the shirt, you can make some faint outlines of some of the black ink of his tattoos on his chest and stomach.

His wide golden eyes shine with excitement and curiosity.

The artist is kind of hot, you’re not going to deny that fact.

As you are about to answer, another guy, much smaller than the other one, comes around the corner, typing something on his phone as he makes his way to the front desk.

He only has a few tattoos but his brown-blondish hair which is tight together in a messy small bun is the only thing that is colorful about him.

He is completely dressed in black. Black shirt, black jeans, and black sneakers.

Sitting down at the chair behind the front desk, he sits down with a huff and gives you a boring look.

Your gaze goes back to the tall guy with the spiky hair and you finally give him an answer.

“I wanted to get a tattoo today ”, you state.

“Do you have an appointment?” The blonde asks you.

"Uhm, no. I, uh, kind of came here spontaneously.” You explained to them in a shy voice.

They both stare at you for a few seconds, and the one with the spiky hair laughs loudly at your explanation.

You flinch a little bit at his loud laugh but remain silent.

“So you just came in here, with no plan of what to get, deciding to get something that’s going to be on your skin forever?” Bunhead asks you in a slow voice and gives you a critical look.

“That pretty much sums it up, yeah.” Taking in his words, you reply after a moment of thinking.

“Haha! Being bold I see! I like it!” The golden-eyed guy compliments you with a large grin.

You blush a bit at his comment, deciding he is a lot more friendly than the other one.

“Still.” The less friendly guy starts.

“You don’t have an appointment. We go by appointments only.” He squints at you in annoyance, hoping you get the memo and leave.

“Now now Kenma, don’t scare away our customers, just because you’re not in the mood to deal with them.” A third voice jauntily joins the conversation.

Now that’s a supermodel right there. A tall, lean but muscular guy struts in, his stature intimidating your small figure. He is wearing a Nirvana tank top and both of his arms and neck are covered in bursting tattoo colors, making his whole body look like a painting of a professional painter. His raven-black hair looks messy like he just rolled out of bed ten minutes ago. There’s a fringe covering his right eye a little bit. His good looks are giving you a tingling feeling in your stomach, your heart beating fast against your ribcage and you swear you’ve never seen a guy this attractive. It’s almost unreal that two people can make a guy as good-looking as him. After a few moments, a guy with colored hair walks out of the room, stretching his arms above his head, immediately flinching from his arm movement and you’re guessing he is a customer that just got his tattoo done.

The canvas takes a look at his upper arm, admiring the work that has been done on his skin in a wall mirror. It is an octopus holding planets in his arms, a few purple and blue watercolors dancing along his tentacles, making it look like shooting stars are flying around. It is impressive artwork, you have to admit.

The third guy that told ‘Kenma’ off, takes off his black latex gloves and throws them into a trashcan right next to the desk. He grabs the disinfectant bottle on top of the desk and rubs the solution of highly concentrated alcohol over his large hands.

Kenma doesn’t say anything, just glares slightly at the black-haired guy before going back on his phone with a pout.

The canvas turns to his tattoo artist, thanks him a lot for giving him that tattoo with a bright smile, and hands Kenma a couple of bills, before leaving the shop.

“So what’s the problem?” The black-haired guy asks while glancing at you three.

The owl-looking guy takes over for you.

“She randomly wants to get a tattoo but she doesn’t have an appointment.”

“Oh, I see. Well sweetheart, go ahead to the front desk, make an appointment with Kenma, and then we’ll talk about what to get you. Bokuto, you’re done for the day, right? Go home.” He gives you a wink, as he turns to his friend and pats him on the shoulder.

Bokuto beams up at that, running to his tattoo room to finish cleaning up and getting ready to go home.

“Kuroo your next customer just canceled. Something came up according to her.” Kenma shows ‘Kuroo’ the text message on his phone and it makes Kuroo groan in frustration.

He rubs his big hands over his face and exhales deeply.

But suddenly a light bulb pops over his head, quickly turns to you with a dashing smile.

“Since I am free now, I can give you a tattoo after all” Kuroo suggests.

“Oh uh, really? I don’t want to make you stay here longer than necessary.” You worryingly reply, feeling guilty about everything now.

He waves you off dismissively and just tells you to follow him into his room, where the art and magic of tattooing happens, according to him.

“See you tomorrow Kuroo! Gotta pick up my girlfriend from work! Bye Kenma!” Bokuto shouts over his shoulder as he puts on his dark blue jacket along with a black beanie.

“Bye.” Kenma retorts in a quiet voice, keeping his eyes on his phone, as you pass the desk to follow Kuroo.

Once you enter his working room, you see multiple arts of watercoloring and fine line tattoos with all different kinds of motives hanging on the left side of the wall. From the smallest fine outlining of a rose to a big black and white owl with loose feathers flowing around it. It’s exactly what that guy Bokuto has on one of his upper arms.

The right side of his wall is decorated with pictures of friends and family, some official awards and also a little fan sitting on one of the many shelves in one of the corners.

The black leather furniture and a little armrest are standing neatly against the wall, sealed with protection foil, ready for the next tattoo customer.

Kuroo prepares a little table with paper towels, numbing lotion and bubblegum scented antibacterial fluid.

He gestures for you to take a seat on the tattoo chair and you comply.

“So what’s the story behind your little stunt? Rebelling against Mom and Dad? Boyfriend left you? Lost a bet?” Kuroo starts off like going down a checklist, still getting prepared by putting the tattoo machine together while gazing at you with a curious look.

‘Seems like he has enough experience to know about the reason I am here’ , you think.

“Third guess is correct. Lost a bet.” You admit with a tight smile and you can feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

He chuckles at your answer and sits down in his chair, to roll it in your direction where you are sitting.

As he comes closer, you can make out more of his countless tattoos across his body. Starting on the left side of his neck is the head of a Japanese dragon and its body goes all the way down to his left elbow. Its red and black scales look highly realistic, its sharp claws holding onto human skulls.

On the part of his low-cut tank top that doesn’t cover his collarbones, you see the lines of ravens fighting each other and his right arm is covered in different anime symbols, a few you recognize from Attack on Titan, Demon Slayer, One Piece and Seven Deadly Sins.

“So what did you want to get? Any wishes or any ideas?” He asks you with a raised eyebrow.

You think for a few moments, frowning deep in thought. Unfortunately, you can’t think of anything so all you say is:

“Surprise me.“ You suggest with a gleam in your eyes.

Kuroo puts on a black medical mask and nods in agreement.

Thinking your smile reminds him a little bit of the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland, he has an idea what tattoo to give you.

Nonetheless, he will add a little bit of feminine touch to it.

Grabbing the black ink and different sizes of needles for the tattoo machine, he puts on his black latex gloves and puts the first needle equipment together.

Kuroo puts some of the numbing cream on the back of your upper arm, turning on the button of the tattoo machine.

He gives you one last look with his hazel-colored eyes, to make sure you actually want this.

You nod in determination and he starts tattooing you.

~ One hour later ~

Spraying the liquid of the bubblegum scented antibacterial bottle on your freshly tattooed skin, he gently wipes the remaining black ink away from your sensitive skin with some paper towel.

Flinching slightly when he goes over your skin, you can’t help but be giddy with excitement about what masterpiece he has created on your skin.

Taking a good look around it, he steps back and lets you get up from the black leather chair.

Throwing his mask and gloves into the trash, he watches with anticipation as you walk over the mirror to see it.

As you’re finally able to take a look at it, you gasp in amazement.

It is beautiful.

Kuroo tattooed the face of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, along with two little branches around the face, little flowers sitting in between the leaves.

It’s a fine line tattoo in simple black ink.

The lines are flawless, the Japanese cherry blossom flowers looking soft and real, some shadowing inside and outside of them.

“So? What do you think? Do you like it?” Kuroo gives you a look of interest as he begins to clean up.

“I-I… I don’t have the words for describing how incredible this looks. The lines are so smooth, it looks like you drew this so easily, like on a piece of paper. The flowers‘ petals look so soft, almost like they are flowing. Kuroo I don’t know what to say, except to thank you for tattooing this on me. What made you choose this?“ , you turn to him with a tilted head, making you look like a confused cat.

Kuroo starts to grin cheekily and points at his face, his long finger following his grin.

”Your smile looks cheeky and kind of intimidating. Almost like a cat that’s ready to hunt. And no problem. By the way, beautiful , call me Tetsurō.“ He gives you a playful wink with a flirty smile.

You giggle at his antics and take a look at your arm again.

“This is just so cool! You’re very talented!“ , you compliment him.

“Hehe, thank you. Been doing it since I graduated High School. Got my first tattoo while I was a Third Year, and have been kind of addicted to having them ever since“ , he reveals while wiping off the little tool table and the chair with disinfectant wipes.

“I could hardly tell.“ , you say as you glance over the different varieties of ink on his skin.

He laughs loudly at your retort and continues to wipe down everything properly.

“They look really good on you though“, you say in admiration as you move closer to him to let your finger unconsciously move over the lines of the chemical formula of dopamine on his forearm.

Your action makes him freeze but he doesn’t stop you from caressing it. Your touch feels like it’s setting his skin on fire, giving him goosebumps.

Realizing what you are doing, you quickly snatch your hand away in embarrassment and apologize quietly.

Kuroo coughs awkwardly with red cheeks and cuts a foil from a package.

“How much do I owe you for this Tetsurō?“ , you ask him as he carefully places a protection seal over your fresh tattoo.

“Usually I charge ¥21,000 for an hour from clients but I am going to be honest with you. I think you’re an absolute beauty. Looks-wise and personality-wise. I won’t charge you for the tattoo but I want something in return.“ He explains as he rubs his neck nervously with his hand and you can see the tips of his ears turning red.

You lift your eyebrow in return, waiting for the request.

Your eyes look like they’re shining with stars, making him feel like a teenager again asking his crush out.

“I uh… Would like to take you out on a date.“ He grins with a painful and unsure smile.

Your mouth opens in awe at his request before it turns into a breath-taking smile and it flusters Kuroo even more.

“I would love to!“

“Great uh… Here let me give you my number so we can talk about the details over text.“

You pull your phone out of your backpocket and hand it to him.

As you watch him type in the details, you begin to feel very excited and proud to have scored the shop owner‘s number.

When Kuroo hands you your phone back, he begins to walk with you to the entrance hall to see you off.

Kenma is still at the desk as he watches Kuroo say goodbye to you. After you leave, he begins lecturing his idiot of a friend.

“I can’t believe you gave her a tattoo for free. How stupid can you be?“ Kenma mumbles angrily under his breath as he glares daggers at his best friend and owner of the tattoo studio.

Kuroo just sighs like a lovesick fool and looks back at Kenma with a smile so wide, it almost makes him gag.

“I did it for love. Maybe you should try it out once in a while if you weren’t such a shithead to our customers.“

“Fuck off.“ Kenma snaps at him.

~ Here is a pic of the tattoo Kuroo did on Reader <3 ~

Hello baby

What do you think the miya twins , Kyoomi, Kuroo, Bokuto and Wakatoshi would answer if you asked them "would you cheat on me for a million dollars?"

Also

Love you 😘

Oh honey you’re making me cry with this 😭😭😭😭

For Atsumu I think he would think it would be a trick question not gonna lie 😂 he‘d just stare at you with frightened eyes and not answer for a couple of seconds lol. Then I think he would say he wouldn’t do that to you. If his s/o is a confident and bold person, Atsumu would be scared af of his partner. Nonetheless I don’t think he would do it.

Miya 2, Osamu ❤️, he would give you a look that says „Are you stupid or something?“ from the Forrest Gump movie scene, where Jenny asks Forrest that. If I were to repeat the question he would simply say no. I think he is 100% loyal and wouldn’t cheat on his s/o for any money in this world. (My bae 🥹)

LOL Kyoomi. That dude wouldn’t even answer me. He‘d just give me a look and then leave the room 😂😂 but that’s how I know he wouldn‘t do it🥰 (no answer is also an answer aye?)

Kuroo, Kuroo. My first crush in the Haikyuu!! Series. Not gonna lie, he’s a teaser and has a smart mouth just like me. He would like 80% say yes and then after seeing the betrayal and sadness in my eyes, his cocky attitude be better dropping in seconds. I would give him the cold shoulder for the rest of the day haha. 😂 And he would be trying to apologize the whole time but I remain ice cold ❄️. Just the nerve 😭

Omg BABY Bokuto. 🥺 He‘d probably start crying and being immediately sad af. He would question all his life choices, his hair would drop like in the anime and I can already imagine THE BIGGEST pouty face ever. I am gonna feel so so bad for even asking that and I would hug him crying that I didn’t mean it. Bokuto is like the best hugger ever, I can’t believe I did that to my baby 😭 10/10 would never ask that again

Hmm Wakatoshi-san….. he would probably take the question so serious and he would give his serious answer. Just a blunt „no“. End of discussion lol still I can imagine if it was pre-timeskip he‘d ask Tendou if it’s normal that their s/o ask something like that haha. If it’s posttimeskip, he would ask in the group chat why tf his s/o would ask such a ridiculous question lol.

Hope you’re satisfied with my answers 😂😂😂

And I wauw you too ❤️😚

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Hello sweets bby twin

So I was teaching my brother some English and looked like this :

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSRW6QMDU/

(let's hope that it would open)

So I started to wonder how would Toshi, Omi, Dai, and Samu would react to walking into their sweet s/o doing this to her siblings 😂💔

Love you

Hola my amore!!❤️

Let’s start with our MIRACLE BOI Wakatoshi 😇

Wakatoshi would just come home from practice and sees you with your younger sibling trying to read out. At first glance, he’d smile and think “aw she’s taking care of her sibling” but then when he got closer he would sense the tension. You probably start fighting with your sibling and Toshi would go and stop the fight. I can imagine also him scolding you because you know that Toshi is an only child (as far as I know) and he is 100% give you both a speech on how a good sibling bond is important. In the end, he would have so much patience for your younger sibling. Honestly it will give you bad baby fever.

Moving on! My third love Kiyoomi 🥰 So Kiyo already has a difficult relationship probably with his family/siblings. I unfortunately don’t think he would be willing to help even if I begged him for it. He’s not a fan of kids and he can be very stubborn about it. If you’re still at it two hours after he came home, he would just do the homework for you and your sibling to get it over with and kick you both out lol

Omg Dadchi is here for the rescue. He can see you’re struggling to keep your cool from throwing your sibling out of the window, so he willingly takes over so you can breathe. Daichi has so much patience and 10000000% know he will be an amazing dad someday. Your siblings loves him probably more than you do 🤣😂 but since he has 4 younger siblings so dude has experience ✌🏻

Samu <33333 I feel like unlike Atsumu, Osamu would probably laugh at your fight with your sibling. After you give him the death stare of the century, he stops and asks if he can help you with anything. If your sibling is very bratty, consider Osamu’s patience literally flies away in a matter of minutes. He already has to deal with Atsumu’s antics every single day. Nonetheless he wouldn’t give up until your sibling finally says “beginning” right ❤️