Haikyuu!! Scenarios

[I guess everyone is either shy or scared - I’ll start this myself(● ⋏ ●) ]

,,You got me flowers?”

[This turned out more angsty than you probably wanted me to write.]

,,I like you, y/n.”

Oikawa: They poked his chest with their index finger.,,Listen, I know we’ve known each other other for a long time, but that doesn’t mean you can just casually practice your confession on me!”Despite their blunt expression, they had a smile on their face and Oikawa had to admit - it stung. Perhaps he had to expect an outcome like this. Perhaps he should have noticed his feelings for them sooner, before letting them in on the people he had taken an interest in. Perhaps he shouldn’t have been so close and open with them and yet… He couldn’t help it.Oikawa sighed, rubbing his temple lightly. Next time… next time for sure!

Kageyama: For a split second his crush raised an eyebrow, a split-second that gave him the hope and the courage to continue with his confession. But he was interrupted by a chuckle, their fingers gently pulling at the hem of his sweatshirt. ,,I like you too, Kageyama-kun! And you know what else I like? Some fresh milk from our favorite vending machine!”He was dumbfounded. Not that it was noticeable to them, but Kageyama swallowed, his head feeling light.This was not the like that he meant. It was different, soft, ethereal even. To him it had been the first time he had ever associated like with something so intimate and grounding. Kageyama let out a sigh and lifted his eyes from the ground to look at his crush. And there they were, their silky hair swaying in the wind, as their bouncing steps led them to the vending machine. And then, as if destiny hadn’t punished him enough, they turned around to face him, their lips turning into a feathery smile. 

Daishou: Despite the fact that Daishou would try to keep up his act of a nonchalant boyfriend, he would internally squeal over his partner’s sweet and nurturing actions. To him it would feel like he had found a hidden treasure that had to be protected at all costs - and without trying to lose his face (even though the obvious pink hue on his cheeks would easily give it away), he would make sure to keep his significant other safe. Every night, before going to sleep, he would recite a mantra. He didn’t want to get used to the treatment that certainly shouldn’t be taken for granted and he would vow to himself and his partner to always be grateful for the soft way they treated him.

Sakusa: It would be an unknown feeling to Sakusa, once his partner started pampering him. Even before they started dating, it had initially felt to him that they did it for some personal gain. For who did not have ulterior motives nowadays? And truly, because Sakusa of course could not keep quiet about his concerns, he hurt them, even if it was just a little. With time only, that hurt turned into understanding, translated into a softness that vowed to caress him until each and every ounce of his cold rationale could not fathom the feelings his partner harbored for him. And with time he would let them be, let them embrace every inch of his heart with their actions. It would take some time for Sakusa to give in to the urge to caress them, play with a lock of their soft hair or at least brush their cheek with his finger. 

This is quite easy to answer. Kenma wouldn’t necessary hop on the Starbucks craze immediately, until, scrouring the ,,dark net of secret menus”, he would stumble over a secret item - The Apple Pie Frappuccino. Not wanting his teammates to see him, he would pull his hood over his head, swaddle to the nearest Starbucks with the intention to order it - in glorious secrecy. However, seeing as he would be the only one in the café acting so suspicious, it would be quite easy to spot him. In a hushed tone he would ask the barista to prepare the delicously sweet drink for him - as it reminded him of his Grandma’s homemade apple pie. 

Dear Friend, 

Dear Anon, 

Dear Anon, 

it’s been a long, loooong time. 

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired - loyal comrades and servants; riches desired by anyone who laid their eyes upon them and hazel eyes as warm as the everlasting earth - the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. But then, one winter’s night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Veiled in a coal-black cloak, raven feathers framing the hood that allowed only a fraction of her appearance to be seen by the human eye, her old, wrinkly hand lifted the flower up to him. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. Her icy blue eyes looked at him ominously and she warned him not to be deceived by appearances - for beauty was found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman’s ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. Raven hair framed her face like the softest silk, her eyes now revealed the depth of a mystifying ocean. Like it had been placed there by a goddess herself, a beauty mark complimented the spot right below the left corner of her lips. Enthralled by her true appearance, the prince tried to apologize, but it was too late - for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle and all who lived there. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the prince concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another and earn their love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.

As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope.

they would both be stoked about the fact that they finally had a female Kiyoko cult member

To them she would be "one of the guys" with the additional bonus that she could spent proper time with Kiyoko and fins out more about her likes and dislikes

Cheeky as Nishinoya and Tanaka are, they would ask their female companion to take as many pictures as possible of their favourite manager in order to build a shrine of admiration

During trips the team would take together (to training camps, etc.) they would even cheekily ask her about physical details of Kiyoko's body (but sorry bois, your female bro will keep all the juicy details to herself)

Tendou: With a sly smile Tendou would slowly lean down to hos partner's level. They would feel his hot breath on their forehead, their bangs shivering with excitement. Just as they were about to close the distance in order to give him his promised kiss, he would teasingly dodge their attempt, giggling to himself. However the pout on his lover's face would force him to comply and Tendou would softly peck them on their lips.

Ushijima: Ushijima would raise his eyebrows, knowing that there were curious eyes in the surrounding area, just waiting to spot the lovey-dovey picture of him and his partner. He would strategically turn his back towards whoever was watching, hovering over his partner for just a little while, before closing the distance and atopping right before their face. The next step they would have to take, since actions mattered more than words.

Aone: Aone would gaze at his partner quietly, feeling a burning sensation creeping up his neck. His hands, a little shaky, would reach towards their waist and with a strong, yet gentle grip, he would lift them up so their faces would be on one level. Aone would purse his lips a little, wondering if his actiona revealed too much of his deaire to be kissed by the one he loved.

Tsukishima: Upon spotting his partner coming closer to the gym hall, Tsukishima would almost trip over the volleyballs laying next to the exit. He would shut the door loudly, holding it close in case any curious cat or owl would dare to stick their head outside. In a disgruntled manner he would take the bento box from his partner's hands, shooing them away with a quiet promise to message them later that day - and in fact, he would. Right before going to bed, he would use a quiet, private moment to message them and if his partner read between the lines, they would notice how much he secretly missed them.

Hinata: Peachy cheeks would serve as Hinata's trademark-look whenever his partner was around and the fact that they evem brought him a bento box would want to make him swoon over them even more. He would instantly sit down on the ground, his chopsticks ready to taste all the good things his love had prepared for him.

Koganegawa: The poor chicken-boy would almost trip over his own feet, trying to get to his significant other as fast as possible. He wouldn't even notice the bento box at first, his eyes dedicated to frame his partner in his starry gaze. His partner would have to shove the box into his hands for him to notice although Koganegawa wouldn't want to waste the food, he would wait for a perfect moment to reward himself with such a lovely treat.

Hinata: Hinata's lips would tremble and he would turn into a love-struck mannequin for a couple of seconds. Blood would rush to his head, painting his face in a pinkish red and if it wasn't for Kageyama kicking him in the back, he would remain in his daze for a little longer. It wouldn't let him go during his match and secretly he would hope that his significant other would make it a tradition.

Moniwa: Moniwa's body would react on its own, disregarding any input coming from his environment. Howls and cheers from his teammates forgotten, his hands would unconsciously reach for his partner's fingers. With rosy cheeks and red ears he would promise them to give it his all.

Kindaichi: Scared that his teammates would howl and make fun of his blushing cheeks, Kindaichi would turn away in embarrassment, morphing from a regular onionhead into a red one. He wouldn’t be able to face his partner, but quietly, only audible for their ears, he would mumble a "thank you" under his breath.