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Kiss me so you won’t forget

》 35 An awkward kiss given after a first date. / Kuroo Tetsurou

Synopsis: 6 year old you sealed your promise with Kuroo with a kiss (on the cheek, but its still a kiss... right?) A promise that you would remember and wait each other until Kuroo could buy you a ring. You still remember, but does he?

Even though you weren't exactly best friends, you knew who Kuroo Tetsurou was, and really, who didn't? He was the captain of the volleyball team, one of the most handsome guy around, so smart and so cool, and also your first kiss.

Okay, okay, maybe not your first kiss- it was a small peck on the cheek, but you still counted it. You remembered the day it happened, you and he were playing in the playground, and even though you had just met that day, you felt like you knew each other forever.

He had told you he was going to marry you at the end of the day, and you still remembered the proud smirk on his lips as he promised you, his warm -and dirty- hand holding yours, those odd, golden eyes sparkling. "Just wait," he had told you, "wait till I can buy a ring." You nodded, trying to hide your joy from him.

"Promise me you won't forget me, 'kay?" He told you with a serious face.

"Okay." You had muttered, fidgeting your hands.

"And if I see any other boy here playing with you, I- I-" when he couldn't think of any threats, he held your other hand too, now holding both your hands, looking deep into your eyes. "I'll be really sad."

At that, you had smiled sweetly, without thinking much about it, you leaned in, and your lips touched his chubby cheeks. "I won't forget," you giggled, a kiss worth a promise. "But you have to promise you won't forget either."

And here you were, still remembering the day as clear as day, knowing it was a childish game, but still waiting. You had never forgotten about him, even though you hadn't seen him ever again, not until the first day of college, anyway.

A freshman, standing in the middle of the almost empty room, looking around like a fish out of water. You had no idea where your class was, and it didn't help to know your first ever lesson was Chemistry, your arch-nemesis. You thought of asking help from the people around you, but they all looked too mean for you, like they all were watching and snickering at you. Well, it was an exaggeration, they didn't really care about your presence there, and although some were laughing at the fish-out-of-water expression you had on your face, it was because you reminded them of their first day. 

Still, even though the paranoia you felt wasn't rational, it was there. So asking just anyone was out of the question. Chewing on your inner lip, you walked out to the hallway, hoping you could at least find a teacher so you could ask where the fuck the chemistry lab was. But instead of going to the d-block as you should've, you found yourself out in the garden. 

"Oh my god," you muttered to yourself, rubbing your temples as you looked around, this time even gathering to courage to go and as someone. That was when you saw a head of dyed blond hair bending over the game console in his hands, looking very uncomfortable as he sat on the very edge of the bench.

You didn't want to, but you found yourself walking towards the blond, his eyes never once leaving the screen, his fingers moving smoothly over the buttons.

"E- excuse me?" You muttered when you stood there a few seconds, and he didn't notice you. He visibly flinched at your voice, averting his eyes to you. "I'm, uh, I'm a freshman." You told him as if that explained everything. When he didn't answer, you cleared your throat. "I'm looking for the chemistry lab? I'm very late, and-"

"Kenma." You heard someone call from right behind you, the voice sending chills down your arms for an unexplainable reason. You turned around on your heels to see just who it was. He stood a few steps away from you, brows slightly furrowed as his golden eyes studied your face. Golden eyes that were too familiar. It didn't take you long to recognize who it was, the unruly, raven hair of his being the biggest hint. 

(You were a bit surprised he kept the hair though, because really, what even is that?)

Your lips parted, letting out a small gasp as you recognized, connecting the memory from so long ago with the tall boy that stood before you. The way his eyes examined your face, he probably thought he had seen you before, and you waited for him to remember, heart pounding in your chest because finally-

"I've been looking for you all around." He spoke softly, voice laced with concern, and your eyes widened, gaping at him because his words could only mean that he remembered, he really remembered. 

It took you a few seconds to realize he hadn't. His eyes weren't on you anymore, but on the small boy that slouched over his game. Kenma, ever the perceptive boy, noticed the slight slump of your shoulders, the disappointment that flashed in your eyes.

"I was here." Kenma shrugged, his eyes once again finding his game console. "Could you help her, though? She's lost, apparently, and I'm about to face the boss." 

"Oh, sure." He shrugged, a grin suddenly appearing on his lips, eyes slightly narrowing in a flirtatious manner. "Freshman, huh?" 

"That obvious?" You muttered, forcing a nervous laugh, and he chuckled. "Yeah." 

~~~

The walk felt like an hour. You quickly noticed Kuroo was pretty popular by the looks and whispers that followed you both, and frankly, this was not the first impression you wished to give. 

You anxiously fidgeted your hands, your gaze on your steps as he talked about... something.(what was he talking about again? You had forgotten to listen.)

"And, this is the chemistry lab." He told you, stopping suddenly and causing you to fall off balance. "Woah, careful." He grinned, holding you by the wrist before you fell flat on your face.

"Thanks." You told him with a giggle, biting your lip when you looked at the time. "The class is literally over in 10 minutes." You sighed. "I'll just skip it."

"Wow, rebellious, are we? And skipping chemistry? You must be out of your mind." He teased, chuckling. You shrugged, smiling back. "I don't really like chemistry anyway."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that." He frowned, "come on, there are benches right around the corner so we can sit."

"Oh, it's okay, and you probably have classes anyway. Thank you so much for helping me, though." You told him with a smile, feeling bad for parting since he was fun to be around, but you didn't want him to feel like a babysitter. 

"My next class is also in this block, don't worry about it. What's your next class? We don't want you to get lost again, you know?" He grinned, making heat rush to your face. "It's math... I think." You answered as you followed him to the bench. 

"Here you go." He told you when he came back from the automat, a can of coffee in his hand. "The coffee tastes like shit, but it still does the job." He kept talking as he opened the can, making a face as he downed the coffee. 

"Oh, shit." You coughed after you took a sip, making him laugh, the rich voice making you shiver. "I told you." 

You sat there until the next lesson, the conversation never-ending, full of laughs, and it felt like that first day you had met. It felt like you knew each other all your lives, like you hadn't only met that day. Still, you neatly avoided ever talking about how you had met before -or that he had proposed to you-. It did kind of sting that he didn't remember when you hadn't forgotten all these years, but it was okay. You were kids, after all.

"You know, this was nice." He told you when you stood up to go back to your class, running one hand through his hair, he looked... nervous?

"It was, thank you for your help." You told him. "And the very bad coffee, too." You added, once again making him laugh. "It's a pleasure." 

He bit on his lip, his eyes locked to yours as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Or maybe it was... Did he finally remember?

"Would you like me to walk you to the class? Do you remember the directions?" 

"It's okay, I remember." You chuckled, missing the letdown look in his eyes. "Oh, okay." He muttered. 

Oh. 

You turned around to walk to class, stopping mid-track when you heard him call your name. "Yes, Kuroo-kun?" You asked sweetly when he didn't say anything for a few seconds. 

"I was thinking..." He muttered. "I can... you know, give you my number." He scratched the back of his neck anxiously. "So I can help if you ever get lost." He added when you didn't answer (you were still trying to process that he offered you his number?!)

"Oh, that would be amazing!" You told him a bit too excitedly. "Th- that's really sweet, thank you." You tried to suppress your grin as he entered his number into your phone. 

"You can always text me." He told you with a fake chough that was meant to hide his embarrassment. "Not only when- I mean if you get lost, but also if you ever need any help. Or just anything, really." He chuckled when he noticed your flushed stare. 

"You should probably go now," he told you. "You class is about to start." 

"Oh, shit!" You muttered, starting to run as you realized he was right. 

~~~

"Oh, hey Kenma!" You greeted your friend when he walked towards you. You were glad he had relaxed around you, feeling safe when it was just you two. 

"Hey, Y/N." He greeted back quietly. "Waiting for Kuroo?"

You nodded with a shy smile, averting your eyes from his golden ones to your hands. "He should be here any minute now."

"I doubt it." Kenma shrugged. "He was trying to shape his hair last time I saw him. He has been working on it ever since." He snickered villainously. "And that was 3 hours ago." 

You couldn't help but laugh at that, the image of Kuroo's frustrated face as he tried to rule his hair somewhat, making your shoulders shake with laughter. 

"What are you laughing at?" You heard someone talk from right behind you and making you jump in your place. "N-nothing!" You answered instantly when you recognized him. 

"I thought you were going to fix your hair." Kenma muttered, his words causing Kuroo's face to twist with shock, anger, and disappointment. 

"I did fix my hair!"

~~~

A date with Kuroo Tetsurou. 

You always imagined it would be amazing, but not this good. It was unfair how funny he was, how smart and good-looking. It was always enjoyable to be around him, but having his full attention on you, like this, romantically, was something else. 

It hadn't taken long after that second first time you had met for him to ask you out. You were hanging out almost every day anyway, he usually accompanied you to your classes, sometimes even waiting for you. 

So here you were. Kuroo had decided to go on a picnic for your first date, brought cookies and sandwiches and this time decent coffee, even fruits, and at least 20 bananas? You didn't ask him about the bananas, though.

You had been sitting there, on the top of the hill, for hours now. The sun had already set, stars showing up in the sky, but neither of you wanted to part. 

Kuroo was leaning on a tree, his arm slumped on your shoulder, pulling you towards his chest. It didn't feel awkward or odd to be in this position with him, but you weren't sure why (or how). You skid closer to him, dropping your head on his shoulder, aware of the grin on his lips when you didn't push him back. 

You sat like that for god knows how long, only deciding to go back when he noticed you were about to fall asleep between his arms. The ride back to your house was silent, the comforting kind that made you both smile. It was dark, the lights coming from the traffic every once in a while illuminating your pretty face, causing him to think this was yet another dream. He had no idea how he managed to make you fall for him, too, but Kuroo was grateful he did.

He tapped your shoulder slightly when you arrived, waking you up from your daze. "Y/N." He muttered, smiling. "We're here."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I think I fell asleep." You answered with a cheeky smile. "So I thought." He chuckled. "So, uh, thank you for today." He told you, rubbing the back of his neck and causing you to scream internally at how adorable he was. 

"It was really nice." He kept on awkwardly when you stood silent and fiddled your fingers with your now unfastened seatbelt.

"I had so much fun, too." You answered, biting your lips as you thought of what to say next, but he acted before you.

"By the way, Y/N, you know this was a date, right?" He suddenly asked, the question leaving you dumbfounded. When you didn't answer him for a few seconds, he felt his eyes widening. "Y/N- are you seriosuly-"

"Kuroo, what the hell?" You asked, unable to control your laughter anymore. "Of course I knew this was a date!"

"Ah, damn, my heart almost stopped." He clutched his chest, only making your laughter louder. "Why would you even ask that?"

"Oh, I just... wanted to confirm it so I could tell you something." He muttered, not proceeding whatsoever. "And that is?.." You persuaded him, making him chuckle and lean forward to bring his face closer to yours. "I wanted to tell you that- that I like you. A lot." He finally admitted.

"I like you, too." You whispered, suddenly aware of how close his lips were.

"And I really, really want to kiss you." 

"I'm not- I'm not stopping you." You confessed, making him chuckle just before his lips touched your lips. It was a small peck, his soft lips pressing yours slightly, his touch on your lips lingering a few seconds before he pulled back. 

"I think-" He whispered, slightly breathless because of the excitement and the way his heart pounded in his heart. "I've fallen for you hard." He chuckled. "I'm not- Umm, I'm sorry our first kiss wasn't in somewhere more romantic, though." Kuroo told you, and you could see the slight disappointment in his eyes. 

You bit your lip (the feeling of his lips still lingered on yours), chuckling anxiously. "You know, this wasn't exactly our first kiss." You shrugged.

"What?"

"I, umm, I did kiss you on the cheek before. To seal... a promise."

His brows furrowed, trying to understand what you were talking about, confusion evident in his eyes. "No, you didn't." 

"Kuroo," you told him with a mysterious smile. "I did." 

You opened the car door, knowing by the slight widening of his eyes, he was an eyelash away from remembering. "Well, good night." You smiled, enjoying the look of shock in his eyes. 

You shut the door just as he shouted your name, "Y/N, wait, I remember!"

~~~

Even though you weren't mad at him for forgetting, Kuroo still made up for it with thousands and thousands of more kisses.

screams- tumblr just deleted the ask after I wrote for it >:I

Also, chubby cheeked ppl out there? You're~ loved.

I hope you see this baby!

Honorable mentions: chubby cheeked reader x Kuroo, wc: 500, one curse word, one sentence that might be suggestive

Kuroo has a problem.

He admits to it, too- he's too smart not to be self-aware, but that doesn't mean he can stop.

It's just- he can't just see your cheeks and not squish them.

You're talking? Squish.

You're smiling? Squish.

You're sleeping? Soft squish.

You're mad? squish.

“I swear to god, Tetsu,” you swat his hand away from your face. “If you poke my cheek one more ti-”

poke

“Tetsu!” You shout, rolling your eyes when he grins. “I’m trying to watch a movie here.”

“And I’m watching it with you.” He answers you, his other hand sneaking up on your shoulder to- “don’t you dare.” You threaten him before he can touch your soft cheeks. A few minutes of glaring at each other, and Kuroo finally understands you’re serious this time.

“Okay, okay.” He mutters. “You win- just let me have one kiss, yeah?”

Your eyes narrow at how quickly he gave up- he never did, but wanting to believe your lovely boyfriend, you nod.

His lips touch your cheeks, you can feel his smile on your skin. He lingers there for a moment, his lips kissing their way to your lips, it’s torturous. Ever the teasing type, it takes so long until he finds your lips, they ghost over yours, and just when he-

squish.

~

“Oh, come on.” He whines, “I’m sorry.”

Now, Kuroo knew he might have pushed you a little, but not talking for two days straight was a little- overreacting?

“Baby, c’mon.” he pouts, hands pulling you to his chest by the waist. You try to push him off, but there has to be some perks of playing volleyball the majority of his life. “I promise I won’t do it again.”

“That’s a lie, and you know it.” You mutter under your breath, but he hears it, and a grin spreads on his face. “Well- yeah, it is. But you know, there is a way I’ll stop it.”

“Is there now?”

“Yup,” his voice sounds quieter now, and- is he blushing? Huh, you think, this makes it a little more interesting. “What is it, then?”

“I wanna... bite you.” Kuroo whispers.

Silence.

“You want to bite me.” You repeat his words, and Kuroo nods. “Bite me.” You say again, emphasizing the words, and his blush only grows redder.

“Bite you.”

More silence.

“Like, in the bedroom, or..?”

“No! I mean yes- if you want- but this is more like-” Kuroo groans, and you can’t help but enjoy it, it is a taste of his own medicine, after all. Maybe you can see why he’s so into fucking with people. “I just wanna... take a bite at your... cheek.”

Wow, you really wish Kenma was here, you both would never let Kuroo live this down.

“And then you’ll stop?”

“I promise.” He whispers.

“Well- um,” you ponder on the idea for a minute, knowing there is a chance he can bite, and keep squishing you. You sigh.

“Suit yourself, then.” You show him your cheek and he looks so genuinely excited- you sometimes think he’s four.

“Really? You’ll let me?!”

“Do it before I change-”

chomp.

02:32 AM - Kuroo Tetsuro “it’s funny seeing you here”

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02:32

“It’s funny seeing you here.”

a/n: omg hi!! thank you so much for the ask, it was lovely to write! I hope you like it 😼 im pretty sure I got the idea of an time stamp wrong so oops lmao

warnings: its suggestful,,, a lot. mentions of sex and a one night stand

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As hard as it was, you liked your job as a flight attendant, but it was moments like this that made you question if it was even worth it.

You sometimes really, really hated your job. 

Your day had started pretty well, too. First time in a good while, you had a night flight, which meant you didn't have to wake up at 4 in the morning to wear your cursed uniform and do your make-up and hair. No, you had instead slept till noon, eyes falling to the foreign view of your hotel room window, which had a good effect on raising your spirits, too. 

But what really caused you to wake up with the brightest satisfied smile that morning was the night before or rather the stranger you had spent the night with and the memories he had gifted you. 

Along with a heck ton of hickeys, you notice as you look at your mirror.

Your neck and chest adorned with soft bite marks and purplish bruises, something that never fails to make you furious, now only making you smile unconsciously. 

Maybe it was the neon lights of the club blinking that made him seem so handsome in your eyes, his cat-like gaze burning your skin, confusingly messy locks of raven hair almost begging for you to pull on them, and pull on them, you did.

Maybe it was the one too many glasses of drinks you had that made you feel dizzy whenever he kissed you so heatedly, that made you feel like he wasn't just fucking you but making love to you, made you gasp when his hands wandered over you, made you scream his name- 

You roll your lip between your teeth with a dreamy smile, butterflies fluttering in the pit of your stomach with the memories of him, the lopsided grin, and the playful glint in his eyes that gave you excited goosebumps even now.

He was the kind of guy you wish you had met in any other circumstance, one you knew you would find yourself falling hard for, his smile alone was enough to do the trick, but it was the conversations you had that had you know feeling a little down you would never meet him again.

It was rather unfortunate you would never see the man you had had the best sex of your life with ever again, and the smallest part of you did hope maybe you'd cross paths again, but this was a price you had chosen to pay, and you didn't regret it.

You liked this side of being a flight attendant. The unwritten rule of One-night stands stay as one-night stands. 

There was no way they couldn't; you couldn't meet them even if you wanted to since all your one-night stands were people you met in clubs you visited, knowing for sure you wouldn't even be in the country by the next morning.

Stress-free, satisfied life.

So your reaction was more than justified, you decided, when you saw the pair of golden eyes that hadn't left your mind since that morning right there, staring at you from the comfort of his seat, looking at you with an innocently surprised gaze. 

A burgundy sleep mask pushed up, pushing his raven locks away from his face, eyes heavy and slightly lidded from the late hour and the exhaustion of flying for hours, he looks positively handsome- even more so than you remember. 

Your gaze unconsciously falls on his lips when he smiles; you find yourself speaking before you can stop yourself. "You have to be fucking kidding me."

Your hands fly up to your agape mouth, eyes wide in mortification, though Kuroo doesn't know if it's from what you said or just seeing him, you look like you might jump from the emergency exit. 

"Oh, uh, hi." The man smiles awkwardly, hand going to his neck with nervousness, eyes wandering over your figure. "Funny seeing you here."

He looks adorable, you have to admit, brows tilted upwards, mouth slightly agape with a ghost of a smile, and widened eyes with surprise. 

"Oh my god," you groan as you stand still, holding mattresses and pillows in your hand, "you have to be kidding me."

"Uh, no?" Kuroo tries to find an answer to that reaction with an awkward laugh. 

"Holy shit," you curse, biting your lip, "what are you doing here?" You whisper-yell, minding of everyone else sleeping soundly but the two of you. You know you have no right to get mad, but he doesn't seem offended, instead slightly amused with a quirk of his brow and snarky glint in his gaze.

"Flying back home?" He tells you with a chuckle, leaning forward to whisper in your ear. "I had told you last night, remember? When you-"

"No!" you squeak suddenly, hands flying over to his mouth to stop him from saying whatever he was going to say. "When you asked me about my profession." He speaks from beneath your hand, lips moving under your touch and causing your face to heat up. "Get your head out of the gutter."

You pull your fingers away from his face, skin slightly bumpy from a day-old beard. 

"Oh my god, I'm very sorry, sir." You finally find your composure, reminding yourself where you are. "I'm very sorry for my behaviour, that was unacceptable, I'm sending another flight attendant right away, and if you would want to file a complaint-"

"No- no, no." Kuroo stops you from finishing your sentence. "No, I'm not going to file any complaints, don't- don't worry about it." He laughs at your panic-stricken face. "I'm very sorry for the inconvinience, sir." You mutter under your breath, setting to work what you came to do here for. "I'll finish right away and I promise you won't have to see me ever again."

You miss the frown that settles on his lips when you tell him that, tired gaze falling on his hands. "If that's what you want." Kuroo shrugs as an answer, and it's only then when you raise your gaze to his and see the slight hurt.

"N-no!" You blurt out involuntarily,  hands flying to your mouth a second too late. "I- I meant- for you," you try to set it right as a grin starts spreading across his face, "if you don't want to see me."

For a few seconds, Kuroo stays silent at that, leaving you alone with the loud thundering of your heart in your chest. 

"You know," he finally tells you, his grin still evident on his face. "I'm a little afraid of flying."

He looks at you as if that means a big grand gesture, laughing when you raise your brows questioningly. 

"Wouldn't you keep me a little company?"

Even then it takes you a few seconds to process what he means, but when you do, you can't help the airy chuckle that passes your lips. "We've been in the air for four hours, sir."

"And? Can't a man be afraid of flying after four hours? I'm so scared, look at my hands trembling!" He fakes a panicked expression as you only laugh more, "I need someone to talk to me and get me through the flight."

"Very well, then," you smile at the man, "I guess I'll have to keep you company, sir."

See you there

1404 (Prologue)

Fandom: Haikyuu!! Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x Youtuber Reader Words: 1500+ Posted: 26/11/20

Song(s) Featured: Moon on the Water by The Dying Breed (from Beck MCS)

“It’s actually really exciting.”

Tetsuro nods, knowing Kenma means it, whatever he’s talking about. Probably something about Bouncing Ball corp. and the new game they have in development. Really, Kenma hasn’t stopped talking about it since the project started almost half a year ago and while Tetsuro is interested enough to usually listen to him rave and gush, today’s just not that kind of day.

“-and the new voice actor I have in mind is really good. We save a lot of time and money cause they speak in both languages.”

Yup, they’re probably phenomenal if Kenma is so easy to compliment them. Tetsuro racks his brain trying to remember who he’s talking about.

“I’m actually thinking about having her as a guest on stream soon.”

Uh huh.

“Oh and I’m also going to shave my head and give my hair to that middle school girl who won’t stop messaging.”

Good for them.

“Okay, how many of those have you had today?”

Tetsuro looks down at the cup of coffee he’s forgotten he’s holding. “Uh…” his brows furrow and it’s enough for Kenma to pry the cup out of his hand and set it on the far end of the table.

“And you’re always telling me to get proper sleep.” Kenma gives him a look, sipping on his own drink. He exits Discord, Tetsuro’s sagging back, drooping shoulders and lifeless eyes, more concerning than his followers’ Rule 34 fanart. “Seriously are you okay man? Have you been sleeping? At all?”

Tetsuro shakes his head, the mere mention of sleep enough to slump him over the table completely. As far as he knows, a waiter hadn’t wiped it after the last couple of people who sat down, or before he and Kenma took their place. He finds he doesn’t care. “Stupid neighbors, always either fighting or fucking all night. It’s been going on for a month now.”

“Oh that’s rough.” Kenma winces, handing him back his coffee, knowing lunch break doesn’t last forever and Tetsuro has to return to his office as a zombie. “Tried filing a noise complaint?”

He was about to, one week into the couple’s constant spats, but hearing them scream at the top of their lungs at each other about money troubles and barely keeping themselves afloat stayed his hand. Tetsuro knows how difficult it is to get an apartment in his building, a prime position near the business district at a reasonable price. He also knows his neighbors to an extent, at least what they do for a living as a preschool teacher and a struggling musician. As much as he needs his sleep, he’s not so heartless as to put them out on the streets. “It’s fine,” he promises as he downs the rest of his coffee. “I’ve been living next door to these guys for almost two years now and they’ve always seemed happy before this. They’ll work through it and I then I can get some sleep.”

“If you say so,” Kenma says but he still stares down and shakes his head at the next waitress who tries to approach them with a pot of coffee.

It’s a month and two weeks in that Tetsuro reconsiders that noise complaint or at least considers gathering his neighbors from the same floor and staging an intervention. Mrs. Mamizuka across the hall has expressed her concerns to Kuroo in the elevator one morning, telling him they’ll surely notice how loud and disturbing they’ve become when they realize she hasn’t been giving them as many of her baked goods as she normally does. And Tanaka who’s taking up residence at the end of their hall has advised him to just go out at night, go to the convenience store next to the building and wait till they tire each other out or go partying with friends.

Oh, to be a college student again.

He’s not even in his mid-twenties and he wishes for the energy he used to have, the kind that could drive him through all his classes on just 3 hours of sleep. Maybe then, he could finish his damned paperwork. Maybe then he wouldn’t fall asleep on the bus and miss his stop.

“Been up working late nights Kuroo-san?” the night guard, Sato asks him when he drags his feet into the lobby after midnight.

Kuroo nods, also wishing he had half the middle aged man’s energy, because even at the latest hours of the night, Sato-san greets every tenant and guest with a smile. Kuroo could only force himself to return it. “Something like that.”

“Well you look pretty tuckered out. You should probably put off whatever you’re working on for the night Kuroo-san.” He wags an index finger like a weather man telling a fact about nature on the news. “Sleep is important you know.”

Doesn’t he know it.

When he crosses the threshold of his apartment, he doesn’t bother turning on the lights. He heads straight for his bedroom and musters up the energy to take off his jacket, tie, socks and shoes. The night is silent, save for a light chorus of crickets outside his window. He’s gotten home later than he would have any other time, a crescent moon sitting just past its peak outside his window. And he hopes, oh does he hope, that it means his neighbors have already fought all they can fight for the night. Or maybe the husband hasn’t come home yet and that’s why it hasn’t started. 

He regrets even thinking of it when he settles into bed and hears the distant sound of a door being unlocked and slammed open.

Tetsuro sighs, already rolling over to each for his messenger bag, his earphones sitting somewhere at the bottom. He stops his rummaging when no bedlam disturbs the night. Footsteps prick his ears but they don’t stomp and aren’t followed by booming voices trying to talk over each other. He rolls back over, leaning towards the wall and hearing nothing. Odd. More shuffling and trudging draw his eye up to the crag ceiling, to the apartment above his.

The kind elderly couple who used to live up there had mentioned wanting to move to the country for months. “The air is fresher there, better for old people like us,” the wife chuckled at him once when he’d helped carry her groceries across the lobby to the elevator. Not a week later, Tetsuro was helping the husband and their son move furniture out, just in time to miss the beginning of a hard spot in their neighbor’s relationship. But whoever has taken their place isn’t so fortunate but then again, maybe it’s him that’s out of luck. In the darkness of his apartment he stares up at the ceiling, brows furrowed.

He prays, prays to whatever kami watches over the luck and serenity of apartment buildings that it isn’t another couple that should’ve broken up yesterday. Hell, he’ll even take a new family with a rowdy kid. At least kids are usually out by 10 with their parents careful not to wake them, not banging on the walls or banging each other. No movie he’s watched or game he’s been in has ever left him in such suspense. After some more shuffling and gentle creak of chair legs against a wood floor, there’s silence. 

Tetsuro sits up, holding his breath.

“Full moon sways, 

gently in the night of one fine day.”

A car drives by, the doppler effect of it rushing down the street drowning out the first few notes of an acoustic guitar. Deft fingers play with practiced ease but do so with languid movement, catching on the strings more than plucking them. The voice, high and crooning, is the same, beautiful but almost lazy. Tired, he realizes, is a better word; she sounds as tired as he remembers he feels, once all the irritation at his neighbors and frustration with missing his stop ebbs away. Laying back down, he listens.

"On my way,  looking for a moment with my dear. 

Full moon waves, slowly on the surface of the lake. 

You are there, smiling in my arms 

for all those years."

Even as the song switches to strumming with the slightest bit of force, Tetsuro finds himself sinking deeper into his pillow, eyes growing heavy.

"What a fool, I don’t know ‘bout tomorrow, 

or what it’s like to be, Ah,"

He’s never heard the song in his life, neither does he remember enough of his English classes from high school to understand everything, but he doesn’t need to.

"I was sure, I couldn’t let myself go, 

even though I feel, the end."

Her voice and her guitar are muffled by the layers of wood and concrete between them. His window is open to let the cool night air and silver light of the moon in and he can tell hers is as well but she drowns out the chirping of crickets, the cars that drive by and even Tetsuro’s own thoughts as little by little, then all at once, he falls asleep.

"Full moon sways, gently in the night one fine day 

You were there, smiling in my arms,

 for all these years."

When he opens his eyes, it’s slow. Sleep inertia from a deep sleep is always worse but he finds his eyes widening as it goes away in minutes and he feel more rested than he has in years.

He blinks, staring up at the ceiling.

“Huh.”

Haikyuu boys’ reactions when you trip

Daichi

You barely even had time to register that you tripped. Daichi is paying such close attention to you that he catches you instantly and places you back on your feet. You keep walking as if nothing as happened, but Daichi looks more closely at the road ahead of you instead of into your eyes so he can avoid the possibility of you tripping the again.

Noya

Laughs.

Asahi

Kneels down on the grown next to you and then grabs you and holds you like you’re dying in his arms…. You go along with it becasue you don’t want him to let you go just yet…

Kageyama

Doesn’t even notice

Tsukishima

Keeps walking and calls you a clutz. You could be seriously hurt but he won’t turn around to help you unless you ask for it. If he realizes you’re injured he’ll abandon the apathetic cool boy act faster than Kageyama can down a box of milk.

Sugawara

Catches you before you hit the ground and spins you around in the air. Calls you his “clumsy little cutie” and offers to carry you the rest of the way.

Yamaguchi

Tried too laugh it off with you but is worried the rest of the way. Every time you twitch his arms shoot out as if to catch you even though you where just bending down to pick up a pencil that fell out of you bag.

Hinata

He breaks the fall, but doesn’t mind

His crushing hug afterward is more dangerous than the fall

Oikawa

Laughs but still helps you up like a gentleman. Will never let you live down the fact that you tripped and face planted one time. ONCE.

Kenma

Just stares at you as you get up. Quietly asks if you’re ok. Continues walking like nothing happened but he has a slight blush on his cheeks and his glance wonders to you more often than before, just to make sure you’re really ok.

Kuroo

After making sure you’re ok, he picks you up bridal style and carried you the rest of the way.

If you try to object he ignores you because he knows you want to be carried just as much as he wants to carry you.

Tendou

Fake trips right after you so you don’t feel bad. Probably accidentally hurts himself in the process, but he brushes it off.

Ushijima

Silent. Dead silent. Offers you a hand and you take it but he’s not even looking at you– like he expected you to trip.

Lev

Grabs the back of your shirt to stop you, nearly choking you but at least he didn’t laugh.

dating kuroo tetsuro headcanons <3

LITERALLY LOVE HIM SM (him and aren kuboyasu are tied for my fave anime boys)

he’s such a dork and i need a girl version of him pls i’m so hashtag lonely.

gn! reader. CW: me cursing a few times lmao

okay we are doing CANON KUROO AND NOT FANON BC FANON HIM IS SO BAD LIKE TF :|

in my mind, i think kuroo would start to like you/fall in love with you once he gets close to you and builds a bond with you

prior to dating, he’d put science puns and jokes in your notes and books to make you laugh

if you understand them and are also a massive nerd (not an insult bc i am too 💀) you’d tell him some too and his heart would beat sO FAST

teases from yaku: “just marry them already”

but once you guys date HE’S SUCH A SLY BITCH BUT HE’S SUCH A GREAT PARTNER

he’s a snake (not daishou) sometimes but all the teasing is just for fun

HE LOVESSSS STUDY DATES

whether you need his help to understand a hard concept, or you’re just working in each other’s presence with snacks, and comfortable silence, he’s in for it.

bragging about you to daishou

them having s/o bragging/competing sessions

you and mika chan are just there like 😀😀 bc you guys get along so well despite their rivalry LMAOOO

he loves to take care of you. like if he goes out on his morning run and you’re still asleep when he comes back he’ll make you guys breakfast

CORNY ASS PICKUP LINESSSS they’re so bad they make you laugh so he just keeps saying them

he calls you honey, love, babe, SHAWTY BC ITS FUNNY AHAHAHHA

yamamoto being so jealous kuroo has a HOT AND AWESOME s/o literally crying

hanging out with kenma a lot. he doesn’t think you’re overwhelming and thinks you’re good for kuroo so he warms up to you and you guys get along really well.

standing there like 🧍🏻with akaashi when bokuto and him get into their shenanigans

ALL THE THIRD YEARS/HIS FRIENDS WONDERING HOW HE PULLED YOU

“who knew he’d be able to get someone like them”

“damn what poor soul fell for you”

“I DIDN’T KNOW YOU HAD IT IN YOU”

cue kuroo literally walking away from all the teasing

omg tickle fights with him that’s so cute pls

he calls you his/the team’s lucky charm

every time they score a point he finds you in the stands and smiles at you

FOREHEAD AND HAND KISSES PLSSSS

i think he’s a hopeless romantic so he’ll do the mushiest gushiest stuff with you

like coffee shop dates, kissing in the rain, and all the other cliches

he lovesssss when you play with his hair

even tho he likes taking care of you, you have to take care if him from time to time bc WE DON’T WANT OUR ROOSTER TO OVERWORK HIMSELF DO WE

he’s captain and in college courses so he has to keep up. but sometimes he forgets to take a break and you need to stop him by literally pulling him away.

the looks he gives you are filled with so much love. his smile, his eyes, his blushy cheeks. he’s head over heels for you dear and he certainly shows it.

I IMAGINE HE HAS SCHOOL GLASSES LIKE FOR HOMEWORK OR READING AND HE LOOKS SO FINE WITH THEM.

you’ll steal them when he’s using them from time to time and he’ll be like babe really-

on rest and lazy days he loves staying in bed and cuddling you. it can be silent or you guys can watch a movie it doesn’t matter.

playing with his face- i feel like he’d have a squishy face and you like to poke his cheeks.

he likes holding your face in his hands 🥺

when he walks you home he intertwines your hands together and swings them while you tell him about your day.

if he sees you in the halls at school or through classroom door windows, he’ll smile and give you a wink.

even tho he may seem really confident in his flirts and actions, that doesn’t mean his heart beats 50 miles a second every time he does them

no matter how long you guys are together, you’ll always make him trip over his words or make him blush furiously at times

still flusters you back bc he sucks (jk <3)

loves when you nuzzle into his neck when cuddling 🥰

dancing in the kitchen late at night

stargazing 😩

AND LITERALLY SM MORE CHEESY SHIT. WHEN PUSH COMES TO SHOVE HE’LL LITERALLY TREAT YOU SO RIGHT AND WE LOVE OUR NEKOMA CAPTAIN.

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all too well: kuroo tetsuro

☞ a/n: NOT ANGST!! i HEAVILY HC that kuroo loves and listens to taylor swift secretly. this is him when all too well (10 min version) comes out and y’all are in a relationship. italicized quotes are lyrics/kuroo singing. lyrics and song are obviously not mine! credits and ownership goes to ms. taylor swift <3

☞ cw: one paragraph of SMALL angst, language, all too well by taylor swift is heartbreaking, timeskip!kuroo (so like slight timeskip spoiler,) y/n watching kuroo sing his heart out

5:48 pm

“tadaima!” you yell through your shared house with your boyfriend. your home was tiny but cozy. it was almost 6 so the room was almost dark when you arrived. kuroo was off from work today and you expected a response back but you didn’t hear anything. instead, you hear music through the walls of your house. you guessed that he just didn’t hear you. you take off your shoes and make your way to your shared room until you hear:

“…you almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over at me. wind in my hair, i was there, i remember it all too well…”

“taylor swift?” you thought to yourself. you and kuroo have been dating since high school, but through that whole period, kuroo has never mentioned an interest to taylor swift.

“and you were tossing me the car ke- FUCK THE PATRIARCHY”

a voice that was very much your boyfriend’s interrupted your thoughts. you silently and slightly opened the door peeking through the crack, hoping to not be seen. you saw your handsome boyfriend on the bed with the laptop open, in a blanket. slightly crying?? yes. your 6ft tall bf, high school volleyball captain, employee at Japan Volleyball Association is curled in a blanket crying to taylor swift.

“CAUSE THERE WE ARE AGAIN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT”

you grab your phone from your pocket and start recording this phenomenon, crouched on the floor, through the crack of the door. this is gonna be interesting you whispered and chuckled to yourself as you hit record.

“WE’RE DANCING ROUND THE KITCHEN IN THE REFRIGERATOR LIGHT. DOWN THE STAIRS I WAS THERE I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELLL”

you giggled softly watch your boyfriend scream the lyrics in “pain.” this is the man you fell in love with back then. the same dorky, cocky, sweet, charming guy. your kuroo tetsuro. it’s moments like these that remind you how you fell for him. it’s moments like these that you think about when one of you are far away on a business trip.

“GOD DAMMIT TAYLOR- AND YOU CALL ME UP AGAIN JUST TO BREAK ME LIKE A PROMISE. SO CASUALLY CRUEL IN THE NAME OF BEING HONEST. I’M A CRUMPLED PIECE OF PAPER LYING HERE CAUSE I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO FUCKING WELL”

you’re full on muffling your mouth in your sleeve so he won’t hear your laughter over the music, even though it was blasting on the blue jbl speaker. kuroo then starts sobbing and cursing at taylor for “being a musical genius and stomping on his heart” you did feel a little bit bad for eavesdropping on him while he’s singing and sobbing his heart out, but you know it’ll be over soon, and he’ll take you in his arms again.

you started thinking what it’d really be like if kuroo broke up with you. there’ll be no one walking to your desk with dinner making sure you eat your meals and not overworking yourself. there’d be no one to cuddle while you talk about each other’s days until you fall asleep. no more dancing in the kitchen while eating snacks because you couldn’t sleep at 3 am. life would be terribly different and even you started to tear up. you stopped thinking about it before you become the mess kuroo is listening to taylor swift.

“and i was never good at telling jokes but the punchline goes ‘i’ll get older but your lovers stay my age.’- AGHHH FUCK IT HURTSSSSS”

as the outro plays and the atmosphere calms, so does kuroo. he then grabs his phone and you end your recording. immediately after, your screen lights up with the name “my love <3” and a picture of you and kuroo making wacky faces. you stand up and open the door as you answer the call.

“you okay lover boy?” you ask looking at him softly walking closer to where he was on the bed. he stares back at you with wide eyes wondering how long you’ve been there, how much you’ve seen, and wondering when you even got home.

“when uh when did you get home 😅?”

“mmm when was it? around the wind in your hair part”

“YOU SAW THAT WHOLE THING?!”

you giggle slightly at his antics. you make your way to the bed next to him and looked at him. his hair was slightly messed up from the blanket around him and his eyes were bloodshot red. with how wet his face was from his tears, you guessed he’s been listening to this song for quite a while. “yes, i did. i never knew you had a thing for taylor swift”

“i guess my secret is out the bag. i’ve kept this ‘hidden from even the volleyball team. ONLY KENMA KNOWS TOO. *sigh*…do-”

“yes tetsuro i still love you. don’t worry your handsome face about it. just because you listened to taylor swift’s breakup song doesn’t mean i no longer love you,” you tell him as you pepper kisses on his face while wiping his tears. “taylor swift makes you really vulnerable wow usually it’s me in your position.”

“IT’S NOT MY FAULT HE WAS A BITCH YOU NEED TO WATCH IT TO UNDERSTAND,” he exclaims offended. he looks back at you and he smiles softly at you. he loves you so much. he doesn’t even want to think about losing you. you’re his love, his honey, his “dopamine,” literally his high school sweetheart. he loves you more than life itself. “but later. you need to convince ‘my handsome face’ that you won’t break up with me bc taylor and jake broke up.”

“honey you’re smart but that logic doesn’t add up. i will spend every second with you to prove how much i love you my love. never forget that.”

he chuckled at that, “same with you y/n. you’re my everything,” he replies back pressing a kiss to your temple sniffling. one day, when you guys are old and grey, happily married, you’ll look back and reminisce. remembering moments like these (positively) all too well.

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Them reacting to you wearing your father's sweater

Warnings: none

Since I wear my dad's things often I thought about what would happen if someone didn't know my sweater is actually not mine but my dad's.

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Kuroo

Man was confused

Like, really confused

There was absolutely no way that was your sweater and that was a fact.

He glared at you for most of the time

Well, not at you, more like at your outfit

You were wearing another man's sweater AND YOU ACTED LIKE IT WAS NORMAL

Kuroo, my man... take a sit and breath

He knew you wouldn't cheat on him, but he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, one of your friends was making a move on you using the sweater as an excuse

His mind was a mess

You know that moment in SpongeBob where his brain is going on fire and there are little SpongeBob that are trying to save things?

Kuroo's mind in that moment

You almost laughed at him when you saw the face he was making

But he assured you he wasn't making any face. There was absolutely no way he was jealous. Nope. Not one bit

"Kuroo, stop glaring at me"

"I'm not glaring at you"

"Then stop glaring at my sweater"

He didn't respond

To be fair, you actually teased him a little

But in the end you told him

He didn't know how to react

He just said "oh" with an emotionless face and hugged you

Please tell him beforehand or this man's heart will crumble

Atsumu

He glared from afar

Since you were at one of his games he couldn't come and talk to you, but you knew something was wrong when his serve almost broke the receiver's arms

It wasn't going to broke them, but it looked like it

Now. Atsumu wasn't angry

But he thought that if you saw how good he was then maybe you wouldn't broke up with him

How he went to a break up from a sweater only his mind knows

They ended up winning, but he didn't really look pleased

So you went to greet him after he changed

AND MAN ASKED YOU IF YOU STILL LOVED HIM

Like, dude, get a hold of yourself

But apparently you knew what he was talking about

Osamu looked at you like you were some strange alien documentary on discovery Channel. Man was confused by both of you

"It's my dad's"

"What?"

"The sweater. It's my dad's"

Never seen someone lit up so quickly.

He almost killed you from how tight he hugged you

In the end you bought him food to make up for the misunderstanding

Akaashi

Pretty boy knew you liked baggy clothes

But he never saw you weat that sweater before

And he knew you didn't go shopping

Pretty boy remembers a lot and you are part of that lot

He is a calm and collected man so he approaches it immediately and without making a fuss

But he can't help but wonder if it's from another boy

He does feel upset, but he wants to know before judging the situation

Every person should be like this

He approaches you and as you hug him he smells a familiar scent

He isn't sure, but he knew he smelt it before

"Hi love, is the sweater new?"

The smile you have because of this man, I swear

"You noticed. But it's actually my dad's"

He just nods and never talks about it again

But you can se the relief as he relaxs his shoulders

Pretty boy was so worried, please tell him you love him

Kuroo Tetsuro

The Man

y/n and kuroo : started dating 2nd year of high school

Currently : married and living together

Having a degree really doesn’t give you a great job from the start. During your 2nd year of college you got engaged with him. After that you both got an apartment and married. You’ve been living there for 2 years now. “I’m off to work sweetheart.” He said. You fixed his tie. “ I love you very much.” Giving you a quick kiss leaving afterwards. He wants to be in a sports promotion division but everyone has to start off somewhere. Now kuroo has told you endless of times that you don’t have to pay rent, buy groceries nor pay any other type of bills. It honestly made you feel bad. Yeah you were a housewife with a degree in business management and marketing. Everything was going great. You had breakfast, lunch, and dinner ready for Kuroo everyday. He loves your meals. He’s grateful for everything you do. Recently you’ve noticed he’s been stressed out. It was odd. You’ve never seen him so quiet,upset, looking like he’s going to explode at any moment.

Things were going downhill at work. Many people were being let go due to company issues. All the current workers pay went down. Long story short work was a shit show. He’s saved up money however still struggling to pay bills. He’s at this lowest right now. He won’t say a single word about it. He grew up hearing “you’re going to be the man of your house. You’re the man. Start getting that in your head.” From his dad. His mother agreed but she added that if he ever needed help they’d be there. Yeah his dad wasn’t in on that part. That grew upon him in an awful way. He’s beating himself up. It’s not his fault the company is falling to the ground. Not this fault his paycheck was 71,000yen(about 500usd) less from 341,100yen(2,400usd)= 288,162 yen (1,900usd)

That evening his mother accidentally called your phone instead of his. “Kuroo I have told you endless of times that you’re my son and that I love you very much. I know how it feels to struggle with money. You’re a strong person. Very dedicated and smart. If you need the money sweetheart take it. You can move back in with us. I’d love to have company. Y/n is such a sweet girl.” She spoke. There was a long pause. You hung up with without a word. You waited for kuroo to get home. Time passed by. Dinner was ready as Kuroo walked in and set his briefcase down. “ I’m home my love.” He spoke walking into the kitchen. You helped him take his blazer off along with his tie. “ Eat up lovely. I couldn’t wait today. I was too hungry.” You replied. You sat down and watched him eat. Allowing him to enjoy his tasty meal. Once he reached the end of it you asked, “ How was work?You’ve been working a bit longer?” You crossed your legs. “ It’s good. There’s just more work to do this time around. It’s kind of annoying don’t ya think.” He replied smiling. You wanted to slap that stupid fake smile off of his face. “Yeah I know. I’ve heard. The neighbor downstairs told me her husband got let go. You guys work in the same building right?” You lied. There was no such neighbor nor same building. “ U-uh yeah? Really?” He replied nervously. “ It suck’s they must be so stressed out. There’s rent,water bills,electricity, movie apps,Spotify.” You said. He finally knew what you were doing. How did you find out only god knows. “ Y-yes y/n I’ve been struggling with work. I swear baby I’ll figure it out. I promise. We will be okay.” He got up and held you in his arms. Tears soaked his tshirt. “Hey shh it’s okay. It’s not going to be easy but we’ll be fine. Don’t worry about it. Allow me to do that. I’m the man of the house after all. It’s my job to keep everything in check.” He said letting go and wiping your tears away. “I was planning to tell you yesterday that we got a call from the house phone. They said you wanted to be the Japan Volleyball Association’s Sports Promotion Division? They loved the resume and idea’s you’ve submitted. I’m guessing you put some of your high school and college volleyball background.” You said. Kuroo looked at you in shock. This was what he wanted. He got it after 3 years. “I told them yes..yeah so you start next week. On Monday. I know you’ll do amazing baby.” You said tip toeing giving him a peck on the cheek. “ This is perfect. I told you we’ll be okay.” He blushed. Your stomach grumbled loudly. “I thought you ate already.” He smirked. You smacked his arm. He served your plate as you sat down. “Here princess. Eat up. I love you very much.” He pecked your cheek setting the plate down. “ I love you too baby.”

Kuroo x Reader x Oikawa

Mentions: Breakup, Pregnancy, Nsfw, fluff

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“Momo no sir! Get back here!” kuroo yelled, calling out to his dog and chasing him, while Momo was chasing you. Kuroo eventually managed to catch him by the leash and his collar. “I’m so sorry, miss. He’s not like this at all.” He said. When he looked at you he understood why Momo tried attacking you. You looked kind of like his ex-omega. “I can make it up to you. Let me take you out one day,” he said. You exchanged numbers and went about your day. You found out he was a famous volleyball sports promoter in the States and Japan. You liked how we kept in touch with you when he traveled with the team he was promoting. You and Kuroo dated for 2 years and a half. “ I can’t do this anymore y/n.I’m tired of you. It is about time I broke up with you. Sorry.” he spoke as he set a large box that contained things you had left at his house. You cried as you watched him leave. After 5 months he found himself a new omega. You wondered how he was able to move on so quickly. Before you broke up he had gotten his rut. He knotted you. Both of you had no idea. You were fucked stupid and he was out of control. You were both drunk on sex. “ Alpha! Do-Don’t stop! S’good. Ju-ah!” you said as he pounded you. He couldn’t control himself. You were fucked stupid. “Omega.” he groaned. You can feel him grow. He knotted you. The following month was when he dumped you and after another month, that's when the signs started showing you were pregnant. You called him and gave him the news. He refused to believe you. You called many times and every time he rejected the fact. You gave up and moved on with your life. You moved out of your apartment and stayed in the house your grandmother had left you. The pregnancy was difficult for the first 5 months, however, you stayed strong for your wonderful baby. You're a blessing. Oikawa came back from Argentina for a break. You told him about the baby and he helped you through the pregnancy. He helped with chores. Helped you when you wanted a bath. He went to every doctor's appointment. He even took care of the bills. You eventually wondered why he hasn’t gone back. He said he wanted an extended break. Truth is that he didn’t want to leave your side. During the pregnancy you fell in love with each other. He spread his pheromones around the house and on you. 

“It’s going to be okay, baby.” oikawa said holding your hand. You gripped it hard as you pushed. You were yelling and whimpering. He would wipe your sweat away and peck your forehead. “ Good baby. You’re doing amazing. I love you very much.” He continued.   “I..I can't go no more!” You said feeling like you might pass out. The nurses were getting everything ready for your baby boy to be born. “Yes you can love. You’ve got this.” he encouraged you with a smile on his face. “One last push. He’s almost out.” the doctor said. She’s so nice and patient. He released pheromones to calm you down as much as he could. You gave one last big push. You heard the baby’s cry. You smiled with everyone else in the room. “You did amazing baby, so great.” Oikawa said wiping your sweat away. You both suddenly kissed and felt instant relief. About 30 minutes later the nurses came back with baby Aoki and after a week you were finally allowed to go home. Time went on so fast. Aoki was 3 when Oikawa proposed to you. 

“I’ve been in love with you since our 2nd year of High school. I love you more than life. My beautiful omega. My y/n will you marry me?” he proposed with tears slipping. “I love you too! Y-yes!” you responded loudly. You kissed passionately. The wedding was big. He couldn’t believe he married the woman of his dreams. You marked each other during the honeymoon.(Aoki stayed with his grandparents).

2 months after you both decided to change Aoki’s last name to Oikawa since you gave him your last name when he was born. During Aoki’s birthday week you guys took him anywhere he wanted and bought him whatever he wanted. On the last day of his birthday week you all decided to go to the park and hangout. That day you all bumped into Kuroo. The exact same day,time and month you 1st met him. He walked over spreading his pheromones towards you. You were stressed,worried,nervous,scared and sad. Oikawa picked on it immediately. He quickly carried Aoki and walked over to you. You rubbed your bump. “Hey..It's been a long time.” Kuroo spoke to you. “Hey babe it’s time to go.” Oikawa said and helped you stand. Aoki grabbed his Mommy’s purse. “Yes it has.”you replied. Kuroo looked at his son. Aoki looked more like kuroo if you pay more attention to his facial features. “ Is he-” you interrupted him. “Yes.” you replied. You didn’t want to lose Aoki from him. Kuroo noticed your bump. He was sure you must know the gender. You’re having another boy. “I’d like to see him more. He’s mine as well.” He said to you, Aoki’s was placed in this carseat and got buckled up by Oikawa. “You haven’t been here for 4 years. Fuck off Kuroo. You’re a piece of shit.” You responded. 

A week later Kuroo was standing at your door with a lawyer and a cop. “ I have the right to be with my son,” he spoke. The lawyer handed you a folder. Oikawa took them instead. “I’ll see you in court.” he said and left. You started crying. “ Hey, better together, remember. We have to stay strong.” Oikawa held you. Thank goodness Aoki was in his nap time. Otherwise you’d probably lose your mind if he witness what just happened. 

You and Oikawa got yourselves a great lawyer. 

“ This is my decision. Mr. Kuro Tetsuro is allowed to see his son 3 times out of the week. He’s required to pay 7k as child support since you don’t work. Case closed.” the judge said and left the room. Kuroo was so happy. He’s able to be there for his son. 

A month later you told your son about kuroo. His real father. He knew because he looked nothing like Oikawa. As time went on he was happy to have 2 great fathers and an amazing mom.

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IWAIZUMI HAJIME -

Hajime had come back from practice today a little more angry than usual. And from the way his eyebrows knot together and he muttered under his breath about how he ‘fucking hated athletes’, you could tell you were in for a long night.

You had greeted him at the door, arms out wide ready to pull him into a hug when he first opened it. However, he thought otherwise. He placed his shoes neatly on the shoe rack, and dropped his bag and coat in a pile on the floor by the door. He then bent down slightly and picked you up, slinging you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes- as if you weighed nothing- and b-lined straight for the bedroom. He kicked the door open with his foot, and, without closing it behind him, threw you down on to the big, double sized bed.

This was all an hour ago. Now, he had your legs pressed to your chest with his left arm, the both of you stark naked, and, with his other arm, was quickly and seamlessly thrusting his middle and ring fingers in and out of your messy, spasming cunt, working you towards your third orgasm of the night.

You panted and whined, unable to get your mind to conjure any kind of coherent sentence, your mind having gone to mush, while you pawed and scratched at Hajime’s bicep.

“Quit with your whining, baby.” He said in a deep, gruff voice. His tone made your body shift, and he bore his eyes into your own as his brows furrowed. He took his fingers from inside yo, making you whine at the loss, and roughly manhandled you back into your original position, quickly putting his fingers back between your thighs.

Your mouth hung open and your tongue lolled out at the pace he set once again, and he leant down to you, capturing it in between his teeth, and using it as a method to keep your eyes on him instead of having them roll back into your skull.

He felt you start the squeeze him fingers again, and he sped them up, curling them inside you just right, and slamming his knuckles against the apex of your thigh. You brought your fists to the nape of his neck and tugged on his hair a little, pulling his face down to your collarbone, where he placed a sloppy kiss to your jaw, sucking a bruise to your skin.

“Come on sweet girl. Cum for me. Do it now or I’ll make sure you cum again tonight.”

Your eyebrows upturned and you squeezed your eyes shut, throwing your head back and letting out a cry, as you let the coil sat at the bottom of your stomach snap. He watched you intently, smiling down at you and dropping his head to place a kiss on the corner of your mouth as he muttered something about how good your were for him.

“Good girl. Such a good, fucking girl.”

BOKUTO KOUTAROU-

Bo sat with his back to the headboard of your shared bed, your back pressed firmly against his chest, as he held onto you with an iron grip. His left arm wrapped around your front, passing over your shoulder to make sure you couldn’t squirm away, while his right arm planted itself comfortably under your own, snaking its way down so he could keep his hand glued to your core.

He sat with his legs akimbo and hooked around your anckles, which, in turn, held yours wide open, leaving you vulnerable to the world. Your hands held onto him, head tucked under his chin, as he furiously swiped his fingers back and forth at your clit, making you writhe with pleasure. Your toes curled painfully and you let out a whimper as he turned his head to place a kiss on your temple, stiffening his body to stop you from trying to curl in on yourself.

He had a little smile on his face - one that completely contradicted his actions- that looked innocent, like he wasn’t playing in your arousal like it was his life’s purpose. He slowed his fingers to a stop, and you whined at the loss of friction.

“Just a sec, baby.” He whispered in your ear.

His left hand came up to place itself on your head so he could turn you towards him for a kiss. He hummed, gently stroking your hair back, while his other hand occupied itself by burying two fingers inside your cunt. Your eyebrows knotted together and and your hands tightened oh him, as you let out a high mewl at the sensation.

You pulled away from the kiss as his arm went back to the way it was before. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear as you tucked your head into his neck. Your legs convulsed as his fingers rammed into you, causing you to whimper and moan and for your back to arch away from him -as much as his hold would slow you anyway- which only caused him to lean forward and tighten his grip on you.

Soon enough, the band in your stomach threatened to snap as you patted at his chin, getting his attention, and your legs tried to snap shut.

“K-kou, I’m gonna- fuck!”

He kissed up your neck, biting down here and there and leaving bruises in his wake.

“I know baby, let go for me?”

And who are you to deny him? He sat up straighter, leaving room for the inevitable arch that would become of your spine, watching as you shake while you ride out your high. He watched in awe, as you slumped down onto him, still quivering. He pulled his fingers out of you, patting your clit a few times to get a reaction out of you, before bringing them to his mouth and sucking on them.

“You did so well babe, I’m so proud of you. I love you.” He told you, as he kissed your neck, pulling you into his chest. “I’ll let you rest baby, I want another one out of you, okay?”

MIYA ATSUMU -

“Usual?” Osamu asked as you and your boyfriend entered Onigiri Miya. You smiled and nodded, letting out a quiet ‘yes, please.’ as Osamu led you and Atsumu over to a booth. The two of you sat as he offered you a smile and skuttled off to the counter.

You picked up your phone, responding to your friends group chat messages as Atsumu placed his head on your shoulder, letting out a deep sigh, trying to get your attention on him. You put your head on top of his and brought your hand up to stroke his cheek before quickly bringing it back down to your phone. You gasped and muttered under your breath about whatever news your friends had roped you into talking about, and Atsumu thought your reactions were the cutest thing ever.

If anyone passed by and took even the shortest of glances, they could see the hearts in his eyes, and the way he hung on to your every little word.

However, that being said, he had been very busy lately, practising, bothering Osamu, helping Sakusa clean, along with Hinita and Bokuto (only to be yelled at by Omi because they weren’t doing it right) ,etc. You had also been busy, with work, and friends and such, so Atsumu was feeling a bit needy, today being the first day in a while that the both of you had free.

He snaked one of his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into his chest, still pining for your attention, and his other hand attempting to swat you phone out of your hands. You huffed and ignored him for the most part, assuming he was being childish, until he actually hit the device out of your grasp.

“Stop, ‘Tsum, I have to reply to these messages.” You said, not looking at him as you picked it back up.

He looked at you with narrowed eyes, and he had an offended look adorning his face. Then, it was right at that moment that an idea seemed to pop into his head. His mouth went from open wide in offence, to a sly, and sultry smirk.

He kissed up your face, stopping at your temple, and, keeping his lips planted there -still in that his awful smirk that you wanted to slap off of his face- he trailed his hand that was originally slapping at your phone, down your body, and stopped at your core.

He unbuttoned your jeans and pulled your shirt down a little, wriggling his hand into the material. You dropped your phone on the table in a wave of irritation and sent Atsumu a warning look.

“What are you doing?” You asked him in a hushed voice, making sure not to alert any of the customers, or, more importantly, Osamu, of what your boyfriend was doing. He simply smiled, using his pointer finger to move aside your panties, sliding his middle finger into your cunt. You quickly sucked in a breath and turned back to your phone, hoping to emerge yourself back into the conversation so you could keep a hold of your sanity. He took your silence as a challenge, and -without any kind of warning- thrust his ring finger inside you as well.

He started moving them slowly, trying to get a ride out of your. With the hand that was still wrapped firmly around your shoulders, he gripped the back of your head, turning it so he could capture your lips in a heated kiss. The heel of his palm grazed over your clit, making your breath hitch, and allowing him to stick his tongue down your throat.

“Really? In front of my food and my customers?” You and Atsumu broke away from each other, a flush on both of your faces, and from what you could see, you assumed that Osamu had only seen the two of you kissing, and not taken any notice of Atsumu’s arm crossing over your body.

“Shut yer trap, ‘Samu.” Atsumu snapped back and his eyes widened at the sight of the food his brother had just placed in front of you. His fingers stopped moving, and you could practically see the drool falling from his lips as he stared at the food.

“You shut yer instead and eat you damn food. Which, by the way, ya ain’t gettin’ for free.” Osamu retorted back as you shakily picked up your chopsticks.

“T- thank you, ‘Samu. It looks great.” You said, breaking up the sure-to-be argument. Osamu smiled down at you, letting out a loud ‘Yer welcome Y/N’ and hurried off to tend to the kitchen.

“We almost got caught, baby. Ya liked the idea of gettin’ caught though, didn’t ya? Dirty girl.” Atsumu said, in a low, taunting voice, right into your ear. Your eyebrows furrowed and the flush soreaf further across your face as you clenched around his fingers. He started moving them again, as he started talking.

“Once we’re finished here, we’re going to see Koutarou, remember. I want to see if he, or Shouyo, or even Omi-kun, are able to tell that my fingers are fucking your cute little cunt.”

TENDOU SATORI -

When he had invited you around to his dorm the night before the big match, you had assumed that it would be innocent. He had asked if you wanted to watch a movie, and then cuddle while drifting off into a deep slumber in preparation for all the energy he would need the next day.

“I heard Karasuno are getting pretty strong. They managed to defeat Seijoh even with Oikawa. That ain’t an easy thing to do. Are you sad you don’t get to play Oikawa?” You had asked Tendou as you shut his bedroom door and set your bag down on his desk.

“Yeah, Ushiwaka said he met two of ‘em a few weeks ago I think. Said they were pretty irritating. And yeah, I’m kinda bummed I don’t get to play Oikawa, he’s almost as powerful as Wakatoshi, you know, especially with those serves of his.” Tendou told you, slipping his hoodie off and smiling up at you.

You placed your hands on his cheeks and leaned down to peck his lips, and, as if a switch flipped in his brain, he impulsively decided that now was his time to strike. He quickly wrapped his arms around your hips and switched places with you so quick you couldn’t register what was happening until your back hits his sheets. Eyes wide, you looked up at him with a blush quickly spreading around your cheeks.

“I thought you said you wanted to relax today.” You muttered quickly.

His lips stretched into a small smile and he leant down to kiss the corner of your mouth. “Don’t you think the best way to relax is with your partener? Besides, I only ever actually said watch a movie.” You gasped as he nipped at your cheek. “Nothing about relaxing, baby.” He whispered in your ear.

With that, you took your hands, still grasping at his cheeks, and slid them a little, cupping the back of his neck and pulling him down to your lips. He groaned into your mouth, and unbuckled his belt, shimmying down his jeans, only for you to notice that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. You keened at that, panting slightly as he took his cock in his fist and tugged on it a few times.

He stood to his feet and pulled the material off of his legs, his legs, and threw them to the floor, grabbing you by the anckles to bring you closer to him, and pulled off your leggings and panties in one fail swoop, and dropping them with his own bottoms. He took ahold of your anckles again, and, with a shit eating grin that scared you a little, pushed your legs down into the mating press. You felt the stretch in your thighs and whimpered at the slight pain, knowing that they would no doubt cramp up when he let you go.

He crawled up your body slightly, and perched his ass on your stomach. His fists fall from your legs, letting your feet rest against his shoulders as one of his hands grips your jaw and the other, his cock. The appendage on your face plies your mouth open, and he leans down to you. You look at him with a questioning stare when he doesn’t do anything, only for his fingers to pull your mouth open wide, lower his head, and let a glob of spit pass by his lips and yours, retracting his fingers from your mouth and pushing it shut.

“Swallow, baby.” He smiled when you did as he said, letting go of you and leaning back up straight. He took your hand and placed it on your cock, started the motion of you jerking him off, then took that hand and placed it on your neck, squeezing ever so slightly. He took his other hand behind him, and felt up and down your slit, thoroughly coating you and his hand in your slick.

He immediately eased two of his fingers inside inside of you and your eyebrows furrowed and your fist halted, only for a moment however, because he squeezed your throat a little harder than before, and shook you slightly.

“Baby, don’t make me remind you again. This is your only warning. If you stop this,” he said, glancing his eyes down to where your hand was connected to his cock, “then I’ll either stop this,” this time, he furiously jerked his fingers inside you, shaking your ass, “or I’ll edge you so fucking much you’ll be crying and the only fucking word you’ll know will be my name. I haven’t decided yet. Okay?”

You started jerking your hand again and he let out a pleased him, easing the pressure on your throat and started vigorously fucking his fingers into your pussy.

“Baby what do you say? I asked you a question, didn’t I? I said okay, now it’s your turn.” He said condescendingly.

“Okay, yes. I understand what you’re saying.” You whimpered out.

“Okay, yessss… who?” He dragged out.

“Okay, yes Satori.”

KUROO TETSUROU -

Red and gold hues snuck their way past the crack in your bedroom curtains as the sun was starting to rise, and, it was at this time that Kuroo thought you were the prettiest, peacefully sleeping next to him with the early morning sun projecting itself onto your face. He cast his eyes up slightly to see what time it was, and groaned when he read that it was only just 7am.

He had no idea why his internal body clock hated him, forcing him to wake early on one of the only days he was able to sleep in with you, but with a flick of his eyes downwards, he thought it wasn’t too bad if he woke early, thanking his lucky stars that you were there with him, and that he got to look at you in your most vulnerable state. His lips stretched into a small smile and his face flushed slightly, and he lout out a tired moan, before curling his body over your back, intertwining your hands and dozing back off to sleep.

He was awoken again a couple of hours later, to your body shuffling in his grasp, trying to stretch the fatigue from your bones. You went to get up, not awake enough to realise that lover had been woken by your antics, only to let out a screech when his arms encircled your waist and he rolled over, bringing you with him. There was a smirk on his face when you turned your head around and blew the hair from your eyes. He let out a chuckle, deep and gruff, and you huffed, letting your head flop down on your arm.

“Morning baby.” He muttered into your neck, making you shudder when you felt his breath flutter across your skin.

“Good morning, Tetsu. Let me up.” You replied, and he shook his head.

“No can do darling. I didn’t hear a please. Plus, I was cuddling with you, and you went and woke me up. How dare you.” You could sense the playful lilt in his voice and you could feel his smile pressed up against the side of your neck. You struggled to pry his hands off of your waist, ultimately giving up and letting him wander his hands over your body, stopping at your ass so he could grab a handful of it.

“Isnt Kenma wanting to do a stream with you at noon today? Baby, it’s 10:30 already, you need to get ready.” You told him as one of his hands picked and pulled at the bottom of your sleep shorts.

“Kenma and his lackey’s can wait, you, baby, are more important.” He replied, pressing a kiss under you ear as his hand started to tug your shorts down. You grasped at his writes and smiled back at him, telling him your next point to the conversation.

“They are not his ‘lackeys’, they are his fans. He’d probably kill you if he heard you call them that. Plus, Kenma’s your best friend, you can’t make him wait for you.” Sighing, he pulled the fabric down your legs and off your body, flinging them across the room and immediately latching his hand to your core.

“Babe, it’s because he’s my best friend, that I can make him wait.” He told you, cupping your cunt, then, sucking a bruise into your jaw, he eased a finger into you, and then a second, and started thrusting them.

“That- that is beside the -ah- point. Tetsurou, you are going to -fuck- hang out with your best friend, and you are going to entertain people.” You tried to keep you voice steady to get your point across, but from the pace that he had set from the get-go, it was proving to be a little difficult.

“Am I not entertaining you right now?” He asked, holding you close with his unoccupied hand.

“Yes, bu-t that’s not the point.” Chuckling, he thrust his fingers a little more rougher, and you let out a gasp.

“Oh really? So what’s the point then?” At this point, you were sure he was only keeping to conversation going so that he could torture you. Even if he had just woken up, he’s always up for teasing you, apparently.

“I don’t fuck-ing know.” You replied meekly. He started gently grinding his hips on your ass as his fingers ravished your cunt. He felt you squeeze on him and he bit yet another mark that you would have to hide for work, and he felt pride swell in his chest at the sight of them. You gripped onto his forearms as you toppled vicariously on the edge of your orgasm. And, with a few, short, viscous thrusts of his fingers, you let out a whine and what could only be described as a pornographic moan.

Your body started convulsing and he pulled his fingers out of you, bringing them up infront of your face as you struggled to catch your breath, and patted his fingers, watching all of your slick and arousal run down his hand. You didn’t realise what he had done until he was grabbing at your hair to direct your attention to his face, and he sucked on the appendages that were just inside of you.

Your eyes widened, and you quickly placed your hand over your own mouth, too embarrassed by his actions to think about doing anything else. He turned to you, smiled, and winked.

“I’m gonna text Kenma and see if you can join us today.”