KAZUHA CAME HOME, WTF!????? HWHDHWHWH I THOUGHT HE WASN'T GONNA COME HOME.
reacting to their s/o falling asleep on someone else
part 2!
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(a/n: here is the second part of this prompt!!
quick reminder that these are written in the characters’ respective teams! this is a quick lil drabble i wrote and its not very long but i hope you enjoy hehe)
kenma
kenma was not looking forward to going on a run with you this morning, but you forced him to anyway
going on some weird shit about needing to stay in shape or something
but while the two of you were running, he tripped on a pebble and landed right on his face
and when he came up, there was a funny looking red mark on his face
as much as you tried to keep it in, you just couldn’t take it anymore and bust out, hysterically laughing
he just rolled his eyes at you and walked the rest of the way home
but then he ignored you at school the entire day
you thought, “he can’t be that mad???”
but even when the team hung out at his house that night, he wouldn’t talk to you
when you first arrived, you didn’t expect the movie to be so boring.
but now, it’s only half an hour through, and you can feel yourself nodding off slowly.
you’ve been trying to pay attention, you really have, but it’s been a long day and you’re trying with everything you have not to completely pass out. kenma’s sitting right next to you, though he still isn’t speaking to you.
your boyfriend has been so petulant and childish all day. so what, you laughed at him! anyone would do that. right?
even so, while you’re pretty sure he’s just being petty, you also want to cuddle, and he’s not budging.
but as the forty-minute mark hits, you finally succumb to sleep, and flop over into his lap. he sighs, rolls his eyes, and picks you back up, putting you upright. you hum and fall back into him, to which he shoves you back up, and you look up at him with puppy eyes.
“kenma, i wanna cuddle.”
he side-eyes you for a minute before shrugging.
“should’ve thought about that before you laughed at me this morning.” there’s satire in his tone, but you’re getting tired of his pettiness. you just want to sleep.
“please?” you whine, tugging at his sweatshirt. he scoffs.
“if you wanna cuddle with someone, why don’t you cuddle with lev instead?” he suggests, monotone, full well knowing you won’t. he knows you’ll keep begging him until he relents, but he thinks it’d be a little fun to watch you plead for a little more.
but what he doesn’t expect is for you to grunt petulantly and move over to your other side before plopping into lev’s lap and resting your head on his chest.
lev grunts softly in surprise, turning red. he looks over to kenma, who is fuming. he looks back at you, and then back at him, and shrugs.
to be completely honest, kenma had wanted to see how you’d react to him ignoring you for the entire day. but seeing the way lev’s long limbs drape over you, the way you look comfortable situated on his lap, he decides the end result was probably not worth it.
kenma glares at you, but you don’t sense his eyes on you. instead, you snuggle into the fabric of lev’s shirt, snoring softly.
then lev pats at your head gently and kenma thinks he’s had enough, so he scoots over, scoops you up, and puts you in his own lap instead. you moan softly.
“smell nice,” you mumble, inhaling his scent in the sweatshirt he’s wearing. he scoffs.
“you’re terrible, you know that?”
“you love me.”
he pauses, looking away, cheeks heating up.
“...yeah. whatever.”
ushijima
ushi invited the adlers over to hang out at your shared apartment tonight
but he was still being passive aggressive at you for what happened this morning
essentially, you’d both gone grocery shopping
but you wouldn’t let him get that one bag of chips he liked, because you already had like,, 6 of them at home
this is how the conversation went:
“toshi, we have those at home.”
“not very many. it wouldn’t hurt to get more.”
“babe, we don’t need it!”
“but if i’m paying for it, don’t you think i should be allowed to purchase them?”
“toshi, i’m not going to let you buy them. we have too many at home!”
you pulled him away from the aisle and he sulked the entire way home
he’s still mad at you tho😐
it’s been at least an hour, and you still don’t understand the game at all.
no matter how many times you’ll watch the boys take their turns, it still doesn’t make any sense.
you’d scrolled through your phone for a bit, but even that got boring, and now you’re just getting sleepy. even with how loud they are, you can feel yourself growing tired.
very slowly, their voices start to grow distant, and your eyes start to close.
no longer able to hold yourself up, you finally slump over into your boyfriend’s lap. but immediately after, he’s picking you up and moving you back over.
you whine sleepily. “toshi, wanna sleep.”
he pretends to be engrossed in the game.
“not now, y/n.”
you ignore him anyway and fall right back into his lap, to which he picks you right back up and sitting you back down. you glare at him.
“sleep somewhere else,” he mutters, not looking at you.
you sigh dejectedly, and look around. all the boys are contributing their own attention to the game, except for kageyama, who is checking something on his phone. you decide you’ll sit by him.
you scoot over to his side and slip into the space between his arm and his side, fitting into his presence nicely. you snuggle into him and resume your sleep, and he looks down at you, confused. then he looks up to see ushijima, who doesn’t look very happy at the sight.
the two of them exchange looks stoically, kageyama’s of confusion and wakatoshi’s of jealousy. kageyama shrugs and looks back down at his phone.
no longer paying attention to the game, toshi grunts petulantly. he observes the way your face is completely obscured by kageyama’s sweatshirt, nose buried in the fabric. he shifts uncomfortably. you should be with him instead.
but his pride butts into his thoughts, so he attempts to focus on the game instead. but then you’re moaning softly in your sleep against tobio, and with his pride forgotten, he crawls over to where you’re sitting and takes you out from under kageyama’s arm. he sits in his seat and lays you on his chest, grunting softly.
“toshi?” you blink, looking up at him. “i thought you were mad at me.”
he refuses to look at you, making a noise that’s more like a reluctant grunt than a response, cheeks heating up slightly.
“you have to buy me more chips.”
you laugh.
“okay, toshi.”
bokuto
um🧍🏻♀️
you thought it would be a lil bit funny to prank bokuto, wanting to see if he’d react the way you predicted
so you walked up to him and asked him a question
“hey bo, why can’t you spike like sakusa?”
his hair, just fluffed up excitedly at the prospect of you asking him a question about his volleyball skills, deflated sadly
his shoulders drooped dejectedly
“hey! what’s that supposed to mean?”
when you explained that it was a prank, he huffed childishly, crossing his arms and turning away
“kou, i was just kidding!”
“suuure.”
but when lunch rolled around, and the MSBY boys were over for some team bonding, he was still ignoring you😐
“wanna cuddle?” you offer to your boyfriend, who is sitting next to you on the couch. you’re all swaddled up in his clothes, and while the sight is adorable, he remembers that he’s supposed to be mad at you. he scoffs and turns away.
you sigh. he’s still in his mood?
so instead you just decide you’ll sit next to him for the time being. hinata and atsumu are sitting on the floor, playing some type of childish game to decide who gets the last bun, and you laugh, taking it in.
but all that food you’d eaten just half an hour ago was enough to make you sleepy, and you feel as though you could slip into a food coma at any second.
at some point, you just don’t have it in you to stay awake, and topple over into bokuto’s lap, already half asleep. he blinks at your figure before pushing you back up onto your side of the couch.
ignoring his gesture, you slip back into his lap, situating yourself comfortably, before he pulls you back up into sitting.
you rub at your eyes. “bo,” you mumble. “just this once?” you plead. he huffs.
“why don’t you go and snuggle with sakusa instead? since he’s ‘so great,’” he mumbles childishly, imitating your voice whinily. you scoff.
“fine,” you mutter, getting up and moving onto the other couch, where sakusa is sitting alone. you sit down next to him and then lay your head in his lap, closing your eyes peacefully. kiyoomi is barely phased, looking up at bokuto for a second before returning to his phone.
bokuto squirms jealously, wanting to stomp around and throw a tantrum. you just look so cute and warm and soft but you’re in SAKUSA’S lap?! how rude.
to think just this morning you had compared him, your own boyfriend, to sakusa, and now you’re cuddling him? koutaro glares at you, but you don’t see it.
so like he’s been doing this whole time, he turns his nose up away from you and pretends not to care. but out of the corner of his eye, he sees sakusa lay a hand on your cheek, moving your hair out of your face and away from your mouth, and gets up without thinking.
“hey, get someone of your own before stealing mine!” he complains, scooping you up out of sakusa’s lap and cradling you gently. sakusa just exhales, looking up at bokuto and shrugging.
koutaro sits you down on his lap, holding you tightly against his chest. he can feel your chest inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, and you stir.
“thought you didn’t wanna cuddle,” you tease, poking at his face. he hmphs and pokes you right back.
“you’re so mean to me.”
you giggle, resting your head right back on his chest.
“yeah. i know.”
If reader was a Kurasano manager and showed affection to the members...
A/N: This is my first headcannon for Haikyuu, tell me what you think, please like and comment! 😁
Daichi
Resting arms on each other's shoulders.
Daichi would always rest his arm on your shoulder and vise versa. "Daichi your arm is heavy." You said the first time he did it. "That's why it needs to rest." He did it whenever introducing you as well. "And this is one of our managers L/N, Y/N. Don't bother her, she's busy enough as it is." You knew he was joking but when he looked so stern it was hard to tell. Daichi loved you like a little sister and liked to tease your height in his own way.
Suga
Intertwing hands.
The two of you would intertwine your hands. When listening to game plans, sitting together on the bus, or whenever he does a good set your high fives ended in intertwined fingers. Suga loved holding your hand. When you first intertwined your fingers with his, it was to check his fingers for injuries. He accidentally miscalculated a set during practice. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, it was my fault." You then slipped your hand into his unexpectedly. Suga's eyes went wide and his face flushed. It soon became a habit for the both of you.
Asahi
Resting his head on top of yours/ doing his hair.
Asahi would come up behind you and rest his head on yours. You would be taking notes and suddenly feel an added pressure on your head, you instantly knew who it was. Not only that but he trusted you to put his bun up. Sometimes if he was nervous for a game he wouldn't be able to get the bun right and that's where you come in. "Y/N, can you put my hair up?" It was quite an amusing sight. You were standing on a tall bench so that you could reach with Asahi in front of you.
Tanaka
Wrapping arms around your shoulders.
It's a must. If some guys from another team were eyeing you Tanaka would wrap a protective arm around you. "What are you looking at city boy? This here is our manager!" He would get elbowed by you almost daily. He did it often before practice or games as well, that is until Kiyoko came by.
Nishinoya
Cheek kisses.
He is so cute and that is why he gets cheek kisses. When you first kissed his cheek he blushed like crazy and couldn't seem to get his words right. Everyone else on the team couldn't help but tease him. Nishinoya would start to do things during practice to get your attention. Diving into a rolling thunder and then yelling out, "Y/N, did you see that receive? Don't you think that deserves a kiss?" It became a habit for Nishinoya to lean towards you with his cheek out for a friendly kiss whenever he did something cool. Which was often because let's be honest, Nishinoya is a very cool person.
Kageyama
Looping arms with each other.
He was suprised when it happened and this one you actually did not intend to do. You were at another school for a practice game and one of the members were staring at you. The way they stared made you really uncomfortable and it made you regret not putting leggings on under your skirt. You grabbed on to the closest Kurasano member, who you thought was Tanaka, and looped your arms around theirs. The person at your side jumped just slightly but you didn't stop looking at the guy from the other team. Kageyama noticed the situation and glared at the guy. Suddenly the guy looked away from you a rushed inside of the gym. You looked over to Tanaka only to see Kageyama, giving his scary glare to the guy that just left. Since then you would loop your arm around his as a way to steady yourself. He never said anything about it so you guessed it was okay. You were right, Kageyama loved when you did this and he was able to keep his blush to a minimum so he didn't get much teasing.
Hinata
Cupping his cheeks.
You would squish his cheeks any chance you got to be honest. He was younger than you and overall just a real cutie. "Has anyone ever told you how adorable you are?" "Huh? Uh well-no-" "Y/N stop giving the first years all of your attention!" "Don't get all jealous Noya!" Sometimes you did it to get him to stop jumping up and down due to excitement. Other times it was when he was begging for another toss or another game. "Hinata, we all love your energy, but we are tired it's time to go home." He blushed every time your hands were gently placed on his cheeks.
Tuskishima
Thumb wrestling.
Tuskishima isn't big on physical affection but he did feel a little left out when all the other members seemed to have something with you. Then one day when the both of you were waiting for someone to come open the gym you asked him a question. "Want to thumb wrestle?" "What?" "Do you want to thumb wrestle?" You asked again holding out your thumb. Tuski doesn't know why he agreed but he did and that became your thing. If you were ever next to each other sometimes he would just hold his hand out expectingly. Your hands would stay together even after your little battle, not breaking away until someone called for one of you. He always won of course but he secretly enjoyed having your smaller hand in his.
Yamaguchi
Head pats.
Of course Yamaguchi gets head pats. He needs them. I think Yamaguchi would be a little uncomfortable with some of the other acts of affection. He was sitting next to you on the bench after messing up his serves on a game. You noticed his internal battle with himself and it made you worry. He froze slightly when he felt your hand on the back of his head softly rubbing and patting his soft hair. "Oh, I'm sorry, is this ok-" "It's fine!" Yamaguchi squeaked leaning into your hand. It oddly filled him with comfort in his darkest hour. Now you gave him head pats whenever he was nervous, whenever he did a good serve, or just when you felt like showing him a little affection. He never was straight forward enough to ask for them but he always welcomed them.
hi! can i get a headcannon for nishinoya, semi, and akaashi of their first big fight with their s/o? and what they or their s/o will do as an apology later? your writing is great btw 🥺💓 much love to you!
FIRST FIGHT
Includes: Akaashi Keiji, Nishinoya Yuu, Semi Eita
Tw: angst, mentions of jealousy
AKAASHI KEIJI |
— Akaashi had been working late into the early morning hours each and every night for the past two weeks. Without fail, every night the door to your apartment would slam shut and it would be followed by a deep and heavy sigh.
— Like clockwork he’d come home later than usual, kick his shoes off, make himself a cup of black coffee and seat himself at his desk for hours on end during the night.
— Tonight was one of the countless nights where you had laid in bed without him next to you. You stared at the clock that sat on your nightstand and rolled your eyes silently. It was late, almost too late and he still hadn’t come to bed.
— Your eyes shifted to the balcony door that was ajar. The sheer grey curtains swayed gently with every chilly breeze that invited itself into your bedroom with ease. Taking a deep breath, you sat up and yawned as you slid out of bed and made your way down the hallway towards Keiji’s office.
— The door was open and his back was arched almost unnaturally as he sat in his desk chair. His head rested in his palm and the laptop screen illuminated his sharp features. His eyes carefully observed the documents on screen and his index finger scroll along the mouse.
— “Keiji.” You said softly as you stood in the door frame. Your arms folded over your chest as you watched him roll his eyes.
— “Keiji, it's late. Please just come to bed.”
— He huffed in response, tucking his arms under his head and leaning back in his chair. He looked you up and down methodically and scoffed in irritation.
— “It’s almost four in the morning Keiji. You can’t keep doing this. What is so important that you can’t rest or let alone acknowledge me?”
— Your tone was stern and you heaved out a sign through your mouth. Your hip jutted out and your hands were on your waistline. Your eyebrows were knitted together in frustration and a scowl grew on your otherwise delicate features.
— “Acknowledge you? You really think I’d prioritizes you over a paycheck?You act like your entitled when it comes to my attention and I’m getting fucking tired of it! I genuinely don’t give a shit about what you say to me so get out!”
— He’d never snapped at you like this. His upper lip twitched in annoyance and his cheeks flushed red as he seethed with anger.
— Your jaw went slack and your eyes went wide. Shock overwhelmed you and your vision blurred as tears began to pool in your eyes. Your hands dropped to your sides and you choked on sobs as you began to mumble out incoherent sentences.
— You covered your mouth with the back of your hand and mustered the courage to pull yourself together. Your heart beat was shallow and you choked on a sob as you took in a deep breath.
— “Well since you think I act entitled and you don’t give a shit about what I say, take your fucking engagement ring back, get your shit, and get out of my apartment.” You slid the diamond ring off of your ring finger and dropped it on the hardwood floors beneath you and turned on your heel.
— Akaashi stood abruptly as dread and utter regret overwhelmed him. He stumbled out of his desk chair and grabbed your arm just to have you slip out from his grasp. You slammed the bedroom door in his face and he went to turn the doorknob only to find it locked. He slammed his hand on the door and begged for you to open up.
— The door opened for a split second and a black duffel bag filled with his belongings was dropped at his feet.
— “Leave.“ Akaashi turned his gaze down towards the bag as if it mocked him. He bit his lip, drawing blood as he turned back towards his office and picked up your ring.
— His vision was obstructed by tears that had begun to well. He somberly dragged himself to your shared bedroom and slid down the door. He brought his left knee to his chest and his arm rested atop and he fumbled with the ring. He silently let tears slip down his face in shame at his own actions.
— His eyes had closed only momentarily but when they opened, he was greeting the dark grey skies of the early morning and the sound of heavy rain. He felt as if the world was weeping with her. He heard your cries just on the other side of the door and his heart strained within his chest.
— Akaashi forced himself off the ground, his knees buckled under him and he placed a hand on the door in attempts to steady himself. He slowly turned the doorknob to your bedroom and to his surprise, it opened.
— He opened the door to your bedroom and closed it softly behind him. He leaned against the door, hands behind his back as he observed your small form that lay with his pillow pressed against your chest.
— You were awake, he knew that much. He watched as your knuckles turned white from gripping the fabric of his pillow and he swallowed hard. He watched as your body shook with every silent sob.
— “(Y/n).” His voice cracked and he pursed his lips together tightly.
— Upon hearing his voice, your body tensed and your breath became unsteady.
— “I am deeply sorry for what I said to you and I am very ashamed of myself for the way I treated you. My actions are inexcusable and I won’t make any excuses. I just wanted you to know how truly sorry I am for what I’ve done and I wanted to bring you this before I left.”
— He held the delicate piece of jewelry with care and he gently placed it down on his bedside table. His eyes carefully traced over your features and he’d noticed the delicate and soft skin around your eyes was red with irritation from your tears.
— He watched as you curled your body closer to his pillow as you hugged it close to your chest, face buried within the soft fabric in attempts to shield yourself from him. He placed his hand next to yours and hesitantly brushed his thumb over the top of your palm. A tear escaped your eye as he carefully tucked your hair back and placed a very soft kiss to your forehead.
— “I love you more than you know. I truly hope that you find happiness elsewhere, (y/n). I’m not asking for forgiveness, I just want you to know how much I cherish you.
— The back of his hand was met with the tears that fell from his eyes silently. You heard him let out a shaky sigh before pushing yourself up and staring at his grief stricken state.
— “Keiji, don’t.” You spoke so quietly, almost a bit too quietly. He was afraid that he heard it in his head but upon turning around, he saw your somber face.
— “Please just come here.” Your cries caused him to flinch a bit, his eyes closed and his fists tightened at your plea.
— “Keiji, I’m so sorry I-“
— Akaashi sat down on the bed next to you and held your shoulders as you sobbed into his chest.
— “(Y/n), please don’t apologize for anything. You’ve done nothing wrong, my love. I promise. I’m the only one who should be apologizing for my actions.”
— He stroked your hair in a loving manor and kissed the side of your temple once, then twice.
— “I know how much I’ve hurt you and I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to say what I said. I can’t take that back.”
— “I know you’ve been working late and I can see how exhausted you are. I know you’re irritable when you're tired, Keiji.”
— “It’s still not an excuse for how I spoke to you. I’d never let anyone speak to you that way, never. And to think that I was the one who spoke to you that way angers me.”
— You buried your face into his chest and your hands crawled up his back and rubbed small circles into the fabric of his now wrinkled button up. His strong arms pulled you into his lap and he buried his face in your shoulder.
— “You need to stop pushing yourself beyond your exhaustion. You’re actions are inexcusable your right and I know you may not forgive yourself, but I forgive you. You are a good man and I know how compassionate and hardworking you are. I know you never meant to disrespect me, show me the Keiji I know.”
— “I’m trying to be better for you. I will always try to be better for you and words cannot express how truly sorry I am, (y/n).”
— Keiji sighed and he took in your gentle scent and closed his eyes tightly. You felt his hands tremble and he trailed his fingers up your back.
— “Keiji, I love you. You’re better than this, I know you are. I’m still here.”
— “I know....I know...”
NISHINOYA YUU |
— You adored your boyfriend more than anyone, he made life exhilarating beyond your expectations. But you had begun to regret your decision on moving in with him almost instantaneously when you were able to witness how unorganized he was.
— He wasn’t equipped with basic cleaning skills as he claimed on moving day. He wasn’t capable of folding the laundry and organizing it neatly.
— Cleaning the bathroom mirrors and glass door of the shower seemed nearly impossible for him to do without supervision.
— You were constantly left with the laundry basket overflowing due to Yuu forgetting to empty it into the washing machine. Dishes were never done when you awoke from a long day at work.
— You were beyond exhausted from handling customers and employees at work and coming home to an unruly apartment was enough to push you beyond your breaking point.
— Opening the door to your apartment, you threw your bag down and groaned knowing that you’d have to spend hours on end cleaning like usual.
— You walked into the kitchen in hopes of grabbing a glass of water but to your dismay, every glass had been used and piled high in the sink along with the other dishes you’d asked Yuu to clean before you left.
— “I’m fucking done!” You screamed as you stood before the clutter in your sink.
— “Babe?” Nishinoya peeked out from your bedroom door. “What’s wrong? Was work bad?”
— You turned your head slowly, a scowl plasters on your face and you threw your hands up as you spoke.
— “Yeah work was shit! But this?!” You said motioning towards the sink. “I come home to this every single night and I’m tired of it!”
— He looked puzzled by the way he raised an eyebrow at you. He stepped away from the doorframe and leaned against the wall.
— “Tired of what?”
— Your eye twitched. How could someone be so incompetent?
— “Tired of what?! Are you kidding me? You! I’m tired of how you expect me to clean up after you every single day and I can’t! I’m so exhausted when I come home and you make everything worse!”
— Noya gripped at his chest as if to silently tell you his heart had broken at the words you had just shouted at him. He shook his head all while avoiding your eyes and swallowing hard.
— “I-I’m sorry. You know... I uh, I’m sorry I make things worse...”He muttered.
— You huffed in anger but soon realized the effect your words had on him. He wasn’t hurt, it was much deeper than that.
— The way he bit his lip in attempts to hold back tears was a quite pitiful sight. He never cried when the two of you argued, if anything he was the one to calm you down and keep you level headed.
— Your heart began to feel heavy in your chest as you saw him avoid eye contact with you. You knew he felt embarrassed, ashamed even. The way he fiddled with the cuticle of his thumb gave it away.
-“Yuu...” you said quietly.
— His eyes flickered towards yours momentarily before he looked away in embarrassment.
— “I’m so sorry...I-I didn’t mean to say that to you.”
-“It’s okay...I know I don’t do enough for you and I need to change that. You shouldn’t have to tell me to do things, I should take it upon myself.”
— You weakly nodded and looked at him apologetically.
— “Thank you. I’m so sorry for saying you make things worse. It’s just hard, Yuu. I work overtime every night and I’m exhausted.”
— “No, no. I understand. You do so much for me and it’s not fair that I’m not pulling my own weight. I know you’re frustrated but I promise I’ll do better.” His gaze never faltered and his tone was confident as he stood tall before you.
-“Thank you... I love you.”
-“I love you too and I’ll do better. I promise.”
SEMI EITA |
— You watched the snow fall in a light flurry from the sky as you stood on the metro, hand gripping onto the pole next to you. Your boyfriend had walked with you to the train station that morning and as expected, he was horribly irritable.
— He stood behind you protectively, his hand wrapped around yours that gripped the pole, and his chin rested on top of your head. His eyes were closed and he had been dozing in and out of consciousness throughout the train ride.
— As the train came to an abrupt halt, you moved your head slightly which caused Semi to snap his head upwards. He groaned as you nudged him awake and grabbed his hand, tangling your fingers with his as you pulled him off the train.
— He growled under his breath as someone accidentally ran into his shoulder and you stroked your thumb over the back of his hand in attempts to calm him down.
— He was silent as you walked down the sidewalk towards Shiratorizawa’s front entrance. As you approached the front gate of the school, you could see Shirabu leaning against the courtyard wall accompanied by Tendou. Tendou laughed to himself as if to mock Shirabu as they bickered playfully.
— Tendou noticed you both and he waved excitedly and a grin played in his lips.
— “(Y/n)-Chan! Is that you! Of course it is, I can sense you from a mile away. Well, I can sense Semi, cranky bastard eh?”
— You giggled at him and gave him a side hug, letting go of Semi’s hand for a split second. Tendou was undeniably close to you and the two of you seemed to have an unbreakable bond that Semi was jealous of. The two of you were conjoined at the hip since elementary school and your friendship had carried on into high school.
— Semi grabbed your hand and laced his fingers with yours tightly. He tugged at you to follow him and he half ignored Tendou’s whine for you to “stay longer and chat”.
— “Eita?” Your voice made him snap out of his irritated thoughts and he hummed.
— “Is everything okay?” You turned towards him calmly, your eyes filled with the slightest bit of concern.
— “Yeah fine.” He said. He rolled his eyes and pulled you towards a table in the cafeteria so you could sit in peace. He closed his eyes once again, trying to focus on anything but the noise that rang in his ears.
—A loud and obnoxious voice rang in his ear not even seconds later and he recognized it to be Tendou.
— Again. Semi’s eyes snapped open and he saw Tendou wrap a lanky arm around your shoulders playfully and smirk.
— “Ehh? Semi your girlfriend, wow! Like, she’s a real baddie huh? Don’t you think?” Tendou said raising his eyebrows suggestively and you playfully jabbed him in his side.
— “Stop Satori, you're being annoying!” You giggled and tugged at his hair and he playfully poked at your cheek just to rile you up a bit.
— ‘So she’s on a first name basis with him too, huh?’
— “Can you just knock it off.” Eita was clearly bothered by Tendou’s antics by the way he snapped his eyes up towards the both of you and spoke with annoyance prevalent in his tone of voice,
— “Ohoho? Is someone mad? Come on~ I’m just playing! Right (Y/n)-Chan?”
— Semi’s gaze flickered to you almost daringly. His steady breathing faltered and the way his lip quirked upwards in disapproval was enough to have Tendou put his hands up in defense.
— “I was just kidding. But I’m gonna go, please don’t have too much fun without me. Bye now~”
— You frowned at your boyfriend and his dark eyebrows furrowed together in frustration. You rolled your eyes knowing that he was in fact jealous beyond belief at the situation he’d just encountered.
— “Eita, can you stop acting like that? You know Tendou and I are close, what’s your deal?”
— He lowered his gaze almost in a threatening manner. He huffed and slammed his hand down on the table which caused multiple heads to snap towards your direction.
— “What’s my deal? That fucking freak is the issue!” He yelled. The whole cafeteria went silent and looked towards your table.
—Tendou stood next to the volleyball teams table and his sleepy eyes widened at Semi’s sudden outburst.
— “What did you just call him?” You said almost in shock.
— You shook your head and held up your hand to shush your boyfriend before standing up and excusing yourself from everyone staring at you.
— The morning bell rang and everyone gathered their bags, shooting Semi glares as they stalked past him. Tendou shook his head and walked off trying to remain in his chipper attitude.
— You ignored Eita for the remainder of the day. He’d come to your class during lunch in hopes you’d speak to him but his attempts fell short when he saw you with Tendou.
— He saw how heated you were and he overheard you say how embarrassed you felt about what occurred that morning.
— He knew the way he acted towards you and Tendou earlier was inexcusable. He knew that Tendou had a special place in your heart and he had to respect that.
— He knew how close the two of you were and how you were a lifeline for Tendou at times. He knew he’d crossed a line by calling your best friend a freak and he was highly disappointed in himself.
— He had taken the train home by himself after school. Silence had never been so loud to him. His stomach churned as he thought about what he had done to you, not only about how he made you feel, but how he made your best friend and his teammate feel.
— Stepping off the train, he swiftly rounded the corner and jogged briskly as he made his way across the street, ignoring oncoming traffic. You didn’t live far from the train station and the minute your street came into view, he slowed his pace. You had never fought with each other.
— You chose to love him despite his overbearing attitude problem and his jealous streak. He didn’t know what it’d felt like to be absent from your presence and although he'd never admit it, it started to weigh heavy on his chest.
— He had approached your home and he was met with the door that had allowed him to enter into such a personal space. He'd been here many times, yet he was hesitant to knock on your door.
— He swallowed his pride as he lightly knocked on your door. He knew he knocked quietly, almost too quietly and he partly did that because he was afraid to be met with your sullen eyes. It had been like you waited for him though.
— The door swung open in an instant and he was met with your unamused stare.
— “What do you want, Eita.”
— His jaw locked and his gaze flickered down towards his gym shoes. He nervously shuffled which was very out of character for him.
—He was always so stoic, always so stern and to see him struggle internally was quite amusing to you. You leaned against the doorframe, arms folded over your chest as you huffed.
— “I crossed a line earlier.” He spoke.
— “Yeah. You did.”
— “I just wanted to apologize for how I acted.”
— “And?”
— “And for calling Tendou a freak because I didn’t mean that.”
— “And?”
— “Oh my god. And for making a scene in front of everyone and embarrassing you.”
— You quirked your eyebrow and you tilted your head to the side as if to innocently ask him what else he was forgetting.
— “And I’m sorry for being jealous okay?”
— A smirk played on your lips and you put your hands on your hips triumphantly. He looked up at you with sincerity in his eyes but it quickly faded once he saw your demeanor. He rolled his eyes and focused his gaze elsewhere.
— “I forgive you. I knew you were a lot more irritable than usual this morning, but that doesn’t mean you can act like that.”
— “Yeah, yeah I know that okay?”
— “Well if you know then knock it off. I love you more than anything, you just have a shitty attitude problem.” You giggled to yourself and snorted a bit which caused Semi to smile sheepishly at your cute laugh.
— “Okay okay, are we good now?” He asked a bit impatiently.
— “Hmm. Yeah, but you know, my parents aren’t home.” You raised your eyebrows at him suggestively and smiled as you watched him push past you and slam your front door closed behind him.
— He didn’t hesitate any further as he kissed your lips passionately. His calloused hands gently cupped your cheeks and your hand slowly traveled towards the base of his neck to deepen the kiss.
warnings: honestly, i don't know how to tag this... toxic behavior? (but not from them. ok, maybe a little)wc: ~.4k ft: Hajime Iwaizumi | Issei Matsukawa | Rintarō Suna | Lev Haiba | Asahi Azumane | Kei Tsukishima a/n: we've all met someone whose vibes are off still we decide to ignore those signs and go for it, right?!? (๑^-^;๑)
part 01 | part 02
✶˖· hajime iwaizumi would be lying if he said he didn't find people with a bad temper a little too hot... he knows your overreactive and bratty personality is not good for a mature relationship but there's something about those desperate cries for attention that manifest in form of tantrums that just have his heart doing laps.
✶˖· issei matsukawa is a sucker for big flirts who are always crushing on new people... if you have a roving eye, he can't help but take it as a challenge; matsukawa needs to prove he is worthy of your attention and sure, he notices the glances you shoot at that cute barista but as long as he's the one you keep coming back to, he doesn't care.
✶˖· rintarō suna thinks secretive and shady personalities are interesting. if you keep excluding him or hiding information from him he can't help but be intrigued. to suna you are a mystery that he has to unravel, a cute little puzzle he needs to solve; no matter how mentally tiring the enterprise will be he is certain he'll eventually succeed!
✶˖· lev haiba knows forgiving but not forgetting is not a good thing yet, when you bring up past arguments during a fight, his brain automatically registers it as a good sign, cause you wouldn't clutch onto emotions if you didn't care, right? so yes, moving on from drama is almost impossible with you but that's a small price to pay.
✶˖· asahi azumane's nonconfrontational personality prompts him to go for a partner who bottles up their feelings. this man is not dumb, he knows you are mad (despite the countless times you've claimed you are 'ok'), and it's not like he doesn't care, but asahi doesn't know how to address the issue so he just hopes it'll go away if you both ignore it.
✶˖· kei tsukishima both enjoys and dislikes dating people-pleasers. he is aware of how unhealthy it is that you put yourself in second place to others, and he is quick to urge you to focus on your desires! oh, but when it's his likes and needs that you take into consideration to mold your own, the blond's heart skips a beat; he knows it's wrong but he feels so important nonetheless
I think Hanma will call you baby girl just to piss you off or it's an inside joke between you two HAHSHA.
𖧷 This man is a husband material. He always carries a spare hairtie with him just in case you want to tie your hair. He also started carrying medicine, and that's because of what happened to Itto when he got an allergic reaction to beans. This man was traumatized, so he also checks if you have any allergies.
𖧷 He will always remember and notice the small things you do, like your habits and quirks. Oh, you don't like pumpkin in your food? Okay, he's already taken care of that by eating it instead. Do you always drink a glass of warm water after you wake up in the morning? There's already warm water on your bedside table whenever you wake up.
𖧷 When you mention something, like wanting to read this book for a while now, You bet that he bought that book the very next day and handed it to you as a gift.
𖧷 Thoma is a dog person, so he needs to pet the stray dogs whenever you guys go on a stroll or a date. According to him, it's not a want, it's a need.
𖧷 He will probably like it if you get along with the siblings since they're like family to him. He likes it when you play with his hair and put it into different hairstyles.
𖧷 He definitely talks about you to Ayaka, and she will always listen to him. Ayaka thinks you two are soulmates because you fit each other perfectly.
𖧷 His love language is acts of service. He loves it when he cooks for you and you enjoy his food. So, picnic dates are common in your relationship.
𖧷 He gives you handwritten letters and poems from time to time, just to remind you how precious you are to him.
𖧷 Dating Thoma is 10/10.
Who's next?
— 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎
author’s note: hello! i’m not sure if this has been done before but this was something i just thought about and decided to write down :) let me know if these are accurate or if you related to them ^^
other schools: the call out series masterlist
you work hard to achieve your dreams but you don’t have the support of those around you. you wish you could get credit for wanting to pursue your happiness but you don’t. the rare affirmations you get are the things that keep you going. people telling you that you’re never going to make it is really discouraging because you already know it’s hard. you just want them to tell you that you can. you want validation.
social situations may be difficult for you. you try to make friends but you often feel insecure that they don’t like you and you’re scared of being rejected. it’s not that you don’t want to make friends, because you do. you want to be included. you’re just afraid that you’ll say something wrong and they’ll hate you, and that everyone will end up abandoning you and you’ll be all alone again.
you lack passion and direction. you just go through the motions and watch the days pass, doing things only out of routine. you look at others doing well because they’re pursuing the things that they love and you wish you could be like them. but you’re afraid to put in too much effort, because it’ll be a waste if you don’t reach your dreams. failure scares you so you settle for something more reachable, but something inside you still yearns for more.
you feel like a wallflower, the one at the side of the room that no one pays attention to. but you want attention. you want to be recognised. but at the same time, you’re not sure what talent or characteristics you’ll be recognised for because you don’t feel like you’re great in anything, especially when there are others so much better than you. you don’t feel special, but you want to be.
you’re always there for everyone, but no one is there for you. you hang out with a lot of people and you’re generally good at making friends, but sometimes you still feel lonely and you don’t really understand why. you have insecurities no one knows about because you hide them behind your smile. no one sees the tears you cry before you sleep at night. you want people to ask about you. you want people to think about you. you want to feel important.
you’re tired of your responsibilities and you really just want to rest. you wish you had the capacity to handle them all but sometimes it’s too much and you break down from all the stress. but even then, you continue to help people. you continue to push yourself until you’re exhausted because you don’t want to let people down. you can’t, not when everyone is depending on you. so you say yes, even though inside, you know you should say no.
you probably have a resting bitch face and people’s first impression of you is always that you’re scary or intimidating. it actually really hurts your feelings because you don’t want to be seen that way. you wish people would describe you as friendly and approachable but no one does. you try to make friends but oftentimes you rely on others to make friends with you first.
you harbour a lot of regrets. you beat yourself up over your past mistakes because you know you could have done better, but you didn’t. you failed. you failed both yourself and everyone who put their trust in you. but you don’t tell anyone that you feel this way, you just keep the guilt inside of you. you put on a brave face for everyone and you refuse to cry in front of them because you know you have to stay strong. but on the inside, you’re crumbling, and you blame yourself the most.
you wish you weren’t so mediocre. you try to compensate for your mediocracy by being loud or covering it up with humour. but deep down, you know that you’re just brushing it under the carpet and you curse yourself for your lack of prowess. if only you weren’t so plain, people would like you and people would want you. you want to be wanted by others. you wish you could be the main character, but you know you’re not. you’ll only ever be a side character.
you think you’re incapable and you prefer to take the back seat. there is no way that someone as average as yourself could possibly achieve greatness anyway. and yet, something inside you craves for success. but you don’t want to make a fool out of yourself by attempting something you’re not good at. but that also means that you’ll never improve, and you hate being stagnant. it’s a vicious cycle that you’re stuck in: you want to step out but you like the safety of your comfort zone.
you are a people pleaser. you are nice to a fault and unfortunately, some people take advantage of your kindness. they’re always taking from you and you want to say no, but you can’t bring yourself to. you don’t want them to hate you, so you continue to give and give and give until you are completely sucked dry. people walk all over you and you hate that you’re so weak. you wish you could stand up to them but you’re scared. because ultimately, you care about what they think of you. and you care way too much.
you are extremely self-conscious and you always focus on your imperfections. despite being told that you are perfect, you remain very self-critical and you always find flaws in yourself and things you want to change. you know you should love yourself for who you are, but there are parts of you that you still have difficulty accepting. you see others owning their confidence and you wish you could be like them. you want to love yourself too, but you’re just not sure how to start.
© written and published by animatedarchives 2020. please do not steal or repost. thank you.
TR CHARACTERS AS MY PAST CRUSHES
MANJIRO SANO
kindergarten crush. very handsome, had good grades, the teachers loved him (specifically female teachers) and about half of the girls had a little crush on this guy. he was charismatic, made friends with everyone, the shy kids loved him.
KAZUSHI YAMAGISHI
a social butterfly and clown of the class. he approached you first when you were new to the school and happily introduced you to everyone else. kind of perverted and always talking about girls in some way, but would never overstep boundaries. very bad grades, but ask him about his favorite video game and he could recite the entire lore.
TAKASHI MITSUYA
the boy next door type of crush. very very sweet, caring, and always carrying a smile on his face. shares his candies with you whenever he got some.
RAN HAITANI
a literal definition of an asshole. ass personality, always surrounded himself with different girls, lowkey a bully, but everyone still loved him somehow. irresponsible student, but always talked his way out of homework. i swear 9 out of 10 girls had a crush on him, it goes away after getting to know him though.
TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI / HAKKAI SHIBA
okay this one is a little clumsy, dumb, but he's adorable. very shy, average student, had trouble communicating with others due to shyness. runs away immediately after the bell rings for lunch. your deskmate.
YUZUHA SHIBA
oh god she's so beautiful but unapproachable in a way. she's so "mean" to others, very wary of the people she meets, always having a high defense, it's all caused by an abusive father though. under the 'mask' she's a real sweetheart. gets excited around you because you're one of the few person she likes. won't open up much about her problems though:( she's so, so incredibly beautiful.
HAJIME KOKONOI
current crush. might be the love of your life, you want to get married no joke.
a/n: this was in my drafts for the longest time, finished it since i couldn't write anything today :') still, i hope you enjoy this little something! don't take the last one too seriously haha
DILUC, KAEYA, XIAO, ZHONGLI, CHILDE — gn!reader
genre/warnings: fluff(?), a little jealousy, mentions of cheating (though it never actually happens), mild swearing in zhongli and childe’s.
notes: reblogs help me tons, pls n ty :3 ack and i apologize, kaeya’s is a bit shorter than i’d like
━━ diluc;
“hey, kaeya?”
diluc lifted his head and looked around the tavern for the cryo wielder. angel’s share wasn’t open yet, so he wasn’t really sure how kaeya had gotten in.
that is until diluc noticed you were looking at him and not at kaeya.
“come again, love?”
“oh! i meant diluc, sorry.” you said, even though there were only faint traces of sincerity. “anyway, do you think that we can-”
“y/n.”
diluc’s stare was cold and unfeeling. you supposed that he was never overly kind to anyone, but then again he looked a lot more intimidating now than he usually was. he never broke eye contact, and even when you slouched and looked down, his eyes bore into you.
“why did you call me that?”
when you looked back up at him, you found that his jaw was set and he was white-knuckling the cloth he used to clean glasses.
“diluc, it was just a prank,” you laughed. “kaeya did put me up to it though.”
“i’ll kill him.” diluc said, a soft smile reaching his lips. the tension in his shoulders visibly dissipated.
you just laughed at diluc, knowing that he was joking. he gave you a fond smile from across the counter, though you didn’t see it.
venti had walked in a few moments before diluc’s last comment, quiet in order to not interrupt the both of you. the door made a small sound as it closed, but other than that, the bard was quiet as he observed.
you knew a lot of things about diluc, probably more than most others he was close with, but yet there was still one thing you hadn’t noticed. one thing that seemingly everyone else had.
the way he looked at you whenever you weren’t looking at him was... well, venti could write thousands of limericks that could never describe the emotion held in the diluc’s eyes, paired with the seemingly unconscious smile on his lips.
venti supposes that a more diluted version of it would be “love”.
━━ kaeya;
“oh, diluc, i’ve been meaning to-”
kaeya didn’t miss a beat. just as quickly as his heart had sunk, he was speaking, “you know that i’m kaeya, right? your lover?”
you gave him a smile. it seemed innocent of course, as though you hadn’t just been the cause of the pain in his chest and the lump in his throat.
“yeah, thats-”
“your only lover, right?”
you frowned at that, and you began to regret saying it. studying his face, you found his eyebrows pinned in worry — or was it fear? — and glassy eyes.
“of course, kaeya. i was just kidding, actually it was diluc’s idea. you know that i would never do... that to you.”
he nodded and stepped towards you, then wrapped his arms around you. he held you close to his chest as he pressed a kiss to your head.
“i know. i love you.”
“i love you too, kaeya.”
“of course you do, dove. c’mon, let’s see if we can go home early tonight, how’s that?” kaeya said, smiling at you.
you smiled at him and nodded, taking his hand as you walked home.
━━ xiao;
“zhongli!” you cheered happily, making your way over to xiao. “i found... what?”
xiao normally looked tense whenever he wasn’t tucked away and hiding from humans, and sometimes even when it was just him he was on edge. but you swear you see his body freeze.
it reminded you of a dog raising it’s hackles, as though you could see xiao building his walls back up again.
you regretted your choice to play this prank on him. however, before you could explain yourself he was gone.
from the top of wangshu inn, xiao was replaying the short conversation in his mind. verr goldet had mentioned to him before about how protective he could be of you, though he couldn’t be sure if he was over reacting.
much worse thoughts were running through his mind, but tried to convince himself that it was just how much time you’d spent with zhongli lately... right? even then, could you really get your lover and your friend mixed up so easily?
you knew xiao. you knew where he would be. though tedious and painstakingly slow, you were climbing on the roof of wangshu inn.
until you weren’t.
“you’re going to get hurt like that. you’ll fall.” xiao said, his voice was stern but he wouldn’t make eye contact with you.
it took you a few moments to register that xiao was the reason you were now suddenly in the kitchen. no one was here to see him, and yet you could see how on edge he looked.
“i didn’t... it was supposed to be a prank, you know i’m not like that.” you said it as though you were testing your waters, a little unsure of yourself.
he swallowed thickly and cleared his throat. “then... you...” xiao always seemed confident when he spoke. he always used a tone that showed he was sure of himself. this time, however, he sounded lost. “are you sure?”
“of course i am, i promise. i love you, xiao.”
he narrowed his eyes as though he was trying to decipher something. “i... i love you too.”
━━ zhongli;
“oh, childe, do- I mean, zhongli, do you think i should get this?” you asked, holding some sort of elixir neither of you could identify.
childe and you had been spending more and more time with each other as of late due to something you were supposed to be investigating, but somehow you’d managed to befriend the harbinger.
and of course childe had given you the idea, telling you it would be funny to watch the archon get jealous.
you looked over to zhongli to see if he’d caught the mistake. his eyebrows knitted in confusion, but he didn’t say anything about it.
“uhm,” he cleared his throat and adverted his gaze to another curious item. “if you wish to. but don’t use it without knowing what it does, it might be a poison of some sort.”
you found that strange. a part of you wondered if he’d heard you, and another part of you wondered if he even cared... he did, right?
you got your answer later that night as you walked along the harbor. the sound of childe’s laughter filled your ears, followed by zhongli’s voice.
“this isn’t funny.” his voice was stern, frustrated even. “you expect me-”
“listen,” childe started, though it was clear from his tone that he was trying not to laugh. “i swear i don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”
“there is no reason that you need to be around them so much. i thought you to be an honorable man, but-”
so that’s what he was talking about.
“zhongli?” you asked, and his face flushed whenever he turned to look at you. “love, thats not- it was just a joke that childe told me to pull. you know i would never hurt you like that.”
zhongli’s eyes turned back to childe, who was still trying his hardest to hold back laughter. and then he was walking over to you, interlacing his own fingers with yours, and leading you away.
“i know that, love,” zhongli said softly. “but still i worry. i apologize for that, i usually have a lot more rationale.”
“i’m the one that should be apologizing, i really didn’t know you’d think about it that much.”
he squeezed your hand lightly. “it’s alright. perhaps as a bit of payback you could stay with me tomorrow, hm? i’m sure childe can manage a single day without your help.”
━━ childe;
“zhongli! look, there’s a-”
“zhongli isn’t here, y/n.” childe said, eyeing you curiously. the way his body tensed and seemed to freeze caught your attention.
a more mature side of you knew you shouldn’t do this, but childe had begun playing tricks lately and after his most recent one you decided to get him back. he’s said your name though; pet names were almost the only thing he called you by, but he’d used your name, so you could tell he was getting bothered.
“yeah, i know. i said ‘childe’.” you responded.
he huffed and rolled his eyes away from you, growing agitated. he knew that he could trust you and he was fairly sure he could trust zhongli. then again, childe had always worried about his relationship with you — his job called for him to leave with almost no warning, and he never knew how long he’d be gone.
so of course he worried about you getting bored of that, of him, but he always brushed it off. it was unfounded... wasn’t it?
“i’m not dense. it’s not the first time you’ve said it, either. if... if you really don’t want...” fuck, was he really about to cry right now of all times? “i mean, you know i don’t wanna choose between my job and my partner, but maybe i can work something out with the other-”
“no, no,” you interrupted him, feeling your heart clench. “i was just kidding, baby. thought it was payback for your prank the other day, remember?”
he pouted almost dramatically, but you could see the tension release and his expression become more relaxed. childe pulled your close to his chest, burying his face into your neck.
“alright, but no more pranks. and i won’t either, promise... seriously though, i think if i talk to-”
“shut up.” you said, playfully hitting him. “if i do something like that just because you aren’t home, you shouldn’t be with me anyway.”
you felt him smile as he pressed a kiss to your neck. “i love you.”
“i love you too.”
Yuuji after Shibuya.
red - rage
green - guilt
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