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— daily texts with bf!sugawara
warnings: swearing, suggestive content
pairing: sugawara x fem!reader
a/n: these aren’t really that good, but suga just makes me so soft🥺 i simp for him 24/7. also if you guys want me to do this with other haikyuu characters, please let me know! :D
sugawara taking you to an amusement park? hc or oneshot maybe
100 miles per hour ᵕ̈ sugawara kōshi x gn reader ˎˊ˗
⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : every moment with kōshi ⋮⋮ makes your heart go 100 miles per hour .
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💬 kuroppiii ─ “ i decided to write it as a oneshot ! ah hah hah this took a while but we ’re not going to talk about that .. ”
kōshi glanced down to where your hands were interlocked. bright orange bands were wrapped around your wrists and the sight of them shot excitement through his system. ever since you two planned to have an entire day enjoying fun rides together, he was looking forward to it nonstop. walking to and from school, passing trains morphed into rollercoasters and the distant sound of neighborhood children playing around turned into the joyful noises of a carousel. after all the days of waiting, he almost couldn’t believe it was finally the day.
suddenly he was strongly tugged forward, which snapped him out of reminiscing and forced him to quickly regain his balance. he refocused his gaze from the wristbands up to where you were in front of him. in the current moment there were no textbooks, no exams, no classmates–just each other. your own excitement was almost surging off of you and it enticed him to blindly follow your lead. he was only able to see the back of your head as you led him through the crowds of the park, but he could clearly picture the cute smile that was definitely on your face–the smile he was absolutely head-over-heels for.
“ah!” he panics, suddenly realizing the direction you two were going in was the wrong one, “w-wait! y/n, the ferris wheel is this way–”
kōshi can’t help but laugh at your eagerness and he points in the opposite direction behind him. the sound of his laugh immediately makes you stop and you turn around, slightly confused. kōshi’s laugh was almost like a spell that never failed to put you under a trance. it’s addictive, it’s lovely, and it’s contagious. you end up finding yourself joining him, laughing at your small mistake too. it’s so strange, you think in the back of your mind, the effect he has over you.
but then without a moment’s waste you start running in the new direction, bringing you along behind him, of course. you can see it in the distance, the big wheel with its colorful seats against the blue sky, and your anticipation is barely even containable. kōshi understands your persistence, he feels it too, but of course his responsible side jumps out after you almost ran right into a stranger.
once you quickly apologize to the individual and they leave insisting ‘it’s alright’, you feel a pull at your hand. before you know it, your back hits against kōshi’s chest. you feel his arms wrap around you and heat starts rising to your face. your first instinct is to check if the crowds of people passing by are staring at the two of you, but when they continue moving along to their own amusement park whereabouts, you realize you’re alone on this one. You look up at kōshi and... he’s giggling.
“kōshi! What are you doing? The line might get too long!” you complain. you make up your concern about the line to hide the fact he’s still making you flustered, even after the many months you have been dating. before your face can grow too pink, you try twisting your way out of his arms but he only laughs more, hugging tighter.
“i know you’re excited sweetheart, but if you waste all your energy now you’ll end up falling asleep on me too soon. then it’ll just turn into a waste of our money, right?” he said.
thinking about it, he had a point–but you can’t help but be excited! you haven’t been to this big of an amusement park in a while, you two took time to plan for it, and (little did you know) similarly to kōshi, you haven’t been able to keep it off your mind since you planned it. but you also knew better, and that if you didn’t calm yourself down at least a little bit, kōshi had the patience to stand there with you in his arms and wait for you to ease up. so you stopped squirming with a sigh. you took a moment to breathe before smiling up at him once again.
“are we going to be careful and not to run into other people now?”
“...yes.”
“okay, good!” he finally sets you free and he rejoins your hands together like they were before.
you two made your way to the ferris wheel holding hands but this time walking side-by-side. he happily listened to you as you rambled on about all the things you were excited to do together throughout the rest of the day until you reached the ferris wheel line. thankfully, the line wasn’t long after all. as you approached the front of the line, kōshi slinged an arm around your shoulders.
“i hope we get an orange seat,” he says beside you. you chuckle as his head is tilted back, admiring the grand scale of the ride standing in front of you.
“how school spirited,” you tease. he turns his face to yours feigning offense, and his arm tightens around you.
“of course!” he dramatically gasps, catching onto your playful tone.
you both break out into giggles before he looks back at the turning wheel in anticipation. your eyes drift to the ground, a smile still remnant on your lips. what a dork, you think to yourself. but you can’t deny you love him for that silly side, or that it makes your heart race at the thought you’re special enough in his eyes to see that part of him as often as you did. just thinking about it, you were worried he could hear the beating in your chest with it feeling so loud, and with him being so close.
“green?” kōshi sighs now that you two are at the front of the line. the vibrant green seat waits in front of you, still swaying a little due to the wheel’s abrupt stop, “i’m starting to think i want my money back already.”
you couldn’t help but scoff, “stop whining you big baby.”
“your big baby?”
“i don’t mind taking the next seat, kōshi.”
“okay, okay!” he surrenders and you two share a laugh. he tugs you gently using the arm he has around you, and the simple gesture sets loose butterflies in your stomach. his laugh lingers in your mind as you two sit down and a worker slings the safety belt across your laps. as kōshi’s voice bounces around your brain, you truly can’t believe this boy just lives in your head rent free all the time. how unforgivable.
the wheel starts to rotate again, periodically stopping to accommodate new passengers. once you two are both out of sight from the park-goers underneath you, kōshi slips his arm around your waist. he couldn’t help it, he always needs you close, almost like your touch is his lifeline.
you both look around in comfortable silence at the shops and rides and people slowly shrinking as your shared seat soars further up. your mind drifts to the conversation during the planning stage of this date, where it was agreed you both were going to take a round on the ferris wheel first, to evaluate which rides you wanted to spend the day on from a bird’s eye view.
“but don’t dates usually end on the ferris wheel? so I can kiss you at the top and be all romantic like that?” you asked. you were only half-joking about the latter end of your remark.
“exactly, but that’s why we should go while it’s still bright outside,” kōshi explained, “it won’t be very enjoyable if all the seats are filled with kissing couples. i wouldn’t even be able to see your pretty face in the dark, either!”
“well aren’t you just such the smooth-talker, lover-boy?”
when the memory ends, you look ahead to see you’re almost at the top of the wheel. you can almost see the whole park clearly, but the people in the seat in front of you are blocking the way.
“do you see anything you want to go on yet?” kōshi asks you, and you can hear the screams from a nearby dropper ride as you face him.
“not yet,” you huff, “i can’t see past the people in front of us... you know, i just realized we could’ve picked up a map at the entrance like normal people.”
“i know...” he admits, “but I think this is cuter. it’s like going in blindly– it’s like a surprise, y/n! isn't that exciting?”
you roll your eyes while he turns to look out on his side of the seat and points, “see, there’s this log flume ride I saw over there. do you think you’ll like that?”
when he leans back to let you have a better view of the attraction, the seat starts to rock. Instinctively you grab onto him, “kōshi!”
“a-ah, sorry sweetheart!”
he looks down at you, and you look up at him. your eyes look panicked, and, feeling a little bad, he runs a hand up and down your arm to try and soothe you, “did I scare you?–”
Yes–
“–are you alright?”
No, you think, I am not “alright”, not when you’re looking at me like that, kōshi–
“yeah. yeah, i’m... fine.”
you lied. Because of course you can’t say what you just thought out loud. but it was only a little lie, you reason with yourself. you feel the seat jerk, and the sky is shifting behind kōshi. he breaks out of his concerned gaze as he points out, “hey, we’re reaching the top now!”
redirecting your attention forward, the people in front of you move down. slowly, a panoramic view of the entire park is revealed to the both of you. a subtle gasp escaped your lips as you straightened in your seat to admire the picturesque sight. kōshi feels his heart swell at your adorableness as he admires the side of your amazed face. it’s only the beginning of your date yet he can see you’re already so happy, and that makes him happy. he doesn’t think when he leans in and kisses your smiling cheek. however, he doesn’t immediately pull back, he keeps his head in place. he begins to speak, and you let yourself lean into the hum of his voice.
“like what you see? hm, cutie?” he asks, yet knowing the answer perfectly well solely by the look on your face. you can feel him smile wide against your skin when you excitedly nod your head. you feel like you’re going to have a heart attack.
a flash of purple catches the your eye and you quickly tap kōshi’s shoulder, “oooh kōshi, look! can we go on that one?”
“which one, sweetheart?” he lifts his head to try and spot what you were pointing at.
“the rollercoaster with the double loop! can we, please?” you ask with pleading eyes.
“of course we can!” he replies, bringing you closer to him on the seat happily.
you spend the rest of the way down pointing at other roller coasters and attractions you could still catch glimpses of, all followed by “let’s go on that one”’s and “that looks fun”’s. not until you were off the ferris wheel and heading towards the purple roller coaster you first agreed on riding, did you realize:
“wait– kōshi! you stole my move!” you gasp, “you planned that, didn’t you?”
still holding onto your hand, kōshi gives you a puzzled look, “...what move?”
“kissing at the top of the ferris wheel!”
after realizing you were right, he just laughs before tugging your sulky self along to the next ride.
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
“that was awesome! i felt like I was going to faint!” you gush while you and kōshi stumble out onto the amusement park path.
“i think that was my favorite, and that’s only been the first one we’ve been on!” he says in agreement. while he lists his favorite parts of the ride, your eyes drift up to notice how messily his grey hair is sticking up in all sorts of directions.
you giggle, “kōshi, your hair!”
“my hair?” he asks back, self-consciously trying to press the mess down. he doesn’t have a mirror to go by so he ends up missing all the messy spots of interest. you shake your head as your hands reach up to smooth out the soft strands yourself. but to your surprise, he then reaches out to do the same thing to you.
“did you think yours isn't any worse?”
you both giggle like children as you get each other’s hair under control. you take notice to how intensely your heart was beating by the time you both pull away and kōshi grips your hand in his.
“let’s go on another one!” he quickly says.
you jump a little where you stand, “you know it!”
as kōshi leads you to a blue roller coaster nearby, you feel like fainting all over again.
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
after four roller coasters, two rounds on a dropper, and feeling damp from a run-through of the log flume, both you and kōshi were starting to feel hungry. you bring this up to kōshi and checking the time, he’s shocked he was so late to getting you two lunch.
“it’s okay, kōshi, really! i was having so much fun with you, i didn’t even notice. plus, we’re here getting food, that’s all that matters to me right now!” you insisted while you stood in the line for fries.
“but I can’t believe i almost starved my baby!” he hugged you and apologetically placed a kiss on your forehead, “i’m sorry, please forgive me–”
once again, you worry that people will notice you two being affectionate. but then you are reminded that everyone’s still occupied with their own amusement park whereabouts, giving you no excuse to try and escape kōshi’s cute antics.
you sigh, “i’ve already forgiven you three times while in this line alone, kōshi–”
eventually, you each retrieved your sodas and fries, picking up bags of fluffy blue and pink cotton candy a few stalls down. kōshi takes it upon himself to hold both of the bags while you still finish your fries and drinks. as you walk and eat you look around and notice how it’s getting darker. you feel a bit sad as it dawns on you that you and kōshi’s date was coming to an end. you can’t help but wonder if you could’ve done more, or if you could’ve tried out other attractions. did kōshi enjoy it as much as you did? did the date meet up to his expectations?–
you hadn’t even noticed you spaced off until you’re snapped out of it by a french fry poking at the side of your mouth.
“k-kōshi? What are you doing?” you question, jerking back to shift your gaze back and forth between your boyfriend’s face and the fry he had extended out to you.
“you looked a bit out of it, and you weren’t eating your fries so... i wanted to feed you! i cannot have my baby starving!” he firmly vows. on the outside, you pretend you can’t take his lovey-dovey remark. on the inside, you’re questioning what you must’ve done in your past life to be able to score such a sweet boy in this one. he goes to move the fry again and this time you accept it. it’s the same exact kind of fries you had in your own cup, but it just felt better knowing it was shared from kōshi. you are so very whipped, you concluded, feeling a blush creep onto your face much to your dismay.
you reach into your own cup and grab a fry, bringing it up in front of his face. he’s taken aback for a moment, not expecting you to return the favor, but soon enough he accepts your fry as well. the edges of his eyes crinkle as he smiles while he chews. curse you kōshi, for being so cute, you think.
discarding the empty cups when passing by a trashcan, kōshi hands you your bag of cotton candy and you both excitedly rip your bags at the same time. plucking a tuft of the spun sugar in your fingertips, you place it on your tongue and feel it sweetly dissolve. this action repeats until there is no longer any cotton candy, and the bag clings to your hands as you try and shake it off into a trash can.
“my hands are sticky,” you mumble to yourself.
“well then here’s a wipe,” kōshi imitates your whining with a chuckle, pulling out two packet from his pants pocket–one for you and one for himself.
lightly glaring at his imitation of you, you stubbornly accept the wipe, “why do you have to be so prepared all the time?”
kōshi only smiles down at you as he uses his wipe, watching you rubbing away the melted sugar on your hands with a cute pout on your lips in concentration. the sight tugged a fond smile at the edges of his mouth and he can’t stop himself from bending down and touching your lips with his.
your body froze at the sudden action, but soon you relaxed into his warmth. it was a simple way he had always shown his affection to you, but it can’t seem to ever get old. he held the kiss there for a while longer, before finally pulling away. feeling the absence of touch on your lips, you find yourself slightly leaning forward as he leans back, chasing after him. you eventually need to shake yourself out of your own daze to playfully nudge at kōshi’s side.
“what was that for?” you softly tease, still clutching your used wipe even though there was trashcan right beside you. it was the only thing grounding you and keeping you from freaking out.
“you looked too cute, i couldn’t help it–” he stops to lick at his lips, “–and you taste sweet, by the way.”
“WELL OF COURSE I DO, WE JUST GOT FINISHED EATING–”
kōshi bursts out laughing and half-heartedly tries to shush you from making too big of a scene among the other park-goers. like always, he manages to calm you down, but that doesn’t mean your face is any less flushed. with the wipes now discarded your hands meet each other like a natural instinct and you start to absent-mindedly stroll around the park.
“are you still in the mood for a ride?” kōshi asks you.
“yeah,” you nod, “what did you have in mind?”
it seems he hadn’t thought it through that far yet because you see him glancing around the area now that you’ve asked. currently, you were both in the children’s area, filled with small and easy-going attractions. kōshi stifles a laugh beside you.
“how do you feel about the spinning teacups ride over there?”
you scoff, “we just ate, are you trying to get me to throw up?”
this time he actually laughs, “am not! hmm... well, what about bumper c–”
“don’t even finish that question, sugawara,” you cut him short, jokingly using his last name, “you really want to see me ruin this lovely date we’re on, don’t you?”
“fine, then pick out something you like, sweetheart. anything is fine with me!”
He pulls you closer to his side by your waist as you continue to walk and leaves loving kisses on the top of your head while he waits for you to spot a ride that peaks your interest.
“you suddenly can’t get all sappy on me like this after you just tried to sabotage our date!” you complain through giggles, trying to push him away but only resulting in him hugging you closer to him. in the process, your eyes lay on a nearby blur of colors and flashing lights. you take a moment to pause your attempts of fighting back so your eyes can adjust. they focus in and you’re met with a carousel. kōshi is still in the process of trying to smother you, but you can clearly see and hear the happy children that disappear and re-appear to the cutesy jingle emitting from the ride while the horses rotate around the circular platform.
“kōshi, let’s go on that.” he immediately stops and glances over his shoulder to where you were staring.
“the carousel?” he asks and you nod excitedly. he smiles, recalling how often he was thinking about the exact same ride before your date, “you’re too cute.”
“yeah, yeah– c’mon, let’s get in line!” you wave off his cheesy remark before dragging him to the ride’s outer gates.
after not too long of a wait, the worker checks your orange wristbands at the front of the line and you’re let in.
“do you want a seat, or a horse?” kōshi asks as you walk along the platform.
“is that even a question? let’s get horses!” you say. kōshi happily obliges and follows you onto the platform once you find a horse you like.
he steps onto the platform first, extending a hand out to help you up with him. taking his hand, you felt similar to the dozens of little kids around you doing the same with their parents or guardians. it was a silly situation you two were in, third year high schoolers taking a round on a carousel meant for children. but as kōshi holds onto your sides and guides you onto the fake horse before getting on the other next to you, it doesn’t seem to matter at all.
“my horse is cooler than yours,” you tease, pretending to pet it’s fake blue mane.
kōshi laughs, “hey! that’s no way to thank the person who helped you onto it in the first place, is it?”
“not when mine is exceptionally better than yours. it’s even got a cute little tiara! you can’t tell me that’s not cool, kōshi.”
“yeah? well mine has golden reigns. it doesn’t need to be ‘cool’ when it’s classy–” kōshi is interrupted by the ride’s buzzer suddenly blaring. you both stopped your little argument when you felt the gears of the ride shift, and the area around you began moving slowly. the chime you heard earlier was more detailed, and the lights were brighter now that they were right in front of your eyes.
you looked beside you to see kōshi. the different colors danced over him, and the lights reflected in his eyes and made them twinkle. his hair was lightly being pushed back by the rushing wind passing by you on the ride. your horses feigned “galloping” as they were risen up and down, but you found your gaze following kōshi’s face whether you had to tilt your head up and down. you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him. he was stunning.
his hand comes off of the pole that connected his horse with the carousel’s gears overhead. eyes glancing somewhere in front of the two of you, his hand waves. you already knew it was some kid in front of you, kōshi always loved kids. it was one of the reasons you felt so soft for him.
he suddenly turns to look at you, catching you staring. it feels like your heart is about to shut down. you can see his pretty eyes widen in surprise for a short second, before he flashes you a smile, because words aren’t needed in the moment. they say eye’s can say a thousand words, so does that mean he was able to read the words in yours? ones of adoration, of love.
“i think i might love him a little too much,” you think to yourself. but before you can realize you had said that thought out loud, in a voice barely audible for kōshi to catch onto, he raises a brow.
“‘him’? y/n, who’s this ‘him’?” he asks with a nervous chuckle. his question is lighthearted but you can hear its undertone of concern, which pulls at your heartstrings.
“it’s you! i– um–” you felt your body warm up, stammering over your words like a little kid, like the ones who were enjoying the ride around you. dear god this boy is making you malfunction. “i was just thinking... about you– i didn’t mean– did I say that–?”
kōshi laughs, cutting you off of your worried rambling, “you did, out loud. but, i’m glad you weren’t talking about someone else! i was almost worried for a second there, y/n!”
a bashful and lopsided smile is all you can muster as you feel the ride slow down to a gradual stop. you can hear the buzzer, signaling it was safe to leave the carousel for the next group of people in line. you sigh and suddenly you can breathe again, slumping down slightly to catch your breath and calm down your heartbeat.
then you feel two hands lightly grip your sides and discover kōshi is trying to help you off the fake horse. the simple gesture steals your breath away yet again.
، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...
the amusement park is much darker now. to compensate, every ride sparkled with flashy lights, inviting visitors in even if some of them were tired at the current hour. cutesy lampposts actually served their function, even when during the daytime they come off as nothing but environmental pieces. there’s a breeze coming in through the pathways that tickles at your exposed skin.
kōshi’s hand, however, seems to warm up your entire body from simply just holding your hand. he swings it gently between the two of you while the amusement park’s exit is waiting for you... wherever it is. thanks to the lack of the amusement park’s map, you’ve been aimlessly looking for the exit for a while.
you weren’t completely complaining, since this just meant your little date would be extended a tad bit longer, and kōshi was still by your side, which is something you’d never complain about. admittedly, your steps did feel heavier as you went on, following by kōshi’s lead (which was a total reverse of how your date had begun). it became more and more difficult to keep your eyelids open and to keep up with him.
“another dead end, huh?” kōshi muttered under his breath. when he looks back at you, you can make out his knitted brows in the dim lighting of a nearby restroom. this is before your eyes involuntarily start fluttering in an effort to stay awake, that is. noticing this, kōshi takes a step closer to you and cups your cheek with an apologetic look.
“tired?” he asks you. when you can barely nod your head as an answer, he steps in front of you and ducks down, “go ahead, hop on sweetheart.”
you hesitate for a moment, a voice somehow still conscious in the back of your mind worrying that by continuing you might tire out kōshi even more from carrying you around. but before you can mingle together a string of words to protest, you catch a glimpse of kōshi’s face. it’s so comforting–inviting, even.
sighing, you give in and climb onto his back. you wrap your arms around him loosely and you rest your head on his shoulder. his arms automatically hook under your legs and he straightens, feeling you relaxing against him. the warmth you two give each other makes your hearts flutter and you’re thankful what was missing before in the chilly night has been found.
soon, kōshi starts walking again, seemingly carrying you with ease as he hums an innocent tune. in this moment you remember how dedicated he is to karasuno’s volleyball club, and you start to take notice of his athletic physique against you. you can feel yourself start to blush through the haze of your fatigue.
were kōshi’s back muscles always this firm? is he using a different cologne? did he always smell this good? why is your boyfriend so perfect? how dare he look and smell and treat you so perfect?
these thoughts were interrupted by a soft yawn that escaped you, and you find yourself nuzzling your face into kōshi’s neck. you hope this conveys how grateful you are for him after your sudden realizations since words that are promising enough to be spoken aren’t willing to formulate in your brain, even if he wasn’t aware you were currently thinking these things in the first place.
kōshi turns his head and places a kiss again your temple while your eyes finally remain closed. he glances down, seeing your orange wristbands were now scrunched up, and the brightness of their pigment had been rubbed off, leaving patchy white blotches that passing lampposts painted to be a calm yellow.
“i love you, y/n.”
and finally, for the first time that day, your heart remained calm at the love kōshi gave you, beating steadily as your breathing evened out and you were lulled to sleep by his voice alone.
