You can't handle awkward silence. It always makes you think think think about what to say to break the ice.
But with him...
There's never a dull moment. Jokes and shenanigans are your thing. There are moments of silence between the two of you, sure, but it quickly dissipates when one of you proposes to do a stupid thing and the other immediately agrees to it. You're his ride and die, after all.
Hinata, Atsumu (!!) , Suna, Bokuto, Kageyama
You don't have to say anything. When the two of you are together, it's as if he can read your mind, and you can read his. The silence between the two of you is not awkward, nor is it boring. It's... comfortable being with him, even if not a single word has been exchanged between you.
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As your fingers caress his back, he shivers. Your touch is cold and yet, you're so warm.
You breathe his name into his chest, and he wonders how a single word could have such an impact on him. How a word from you could have him feeling so... loved.
He feels the soft press of your lips on his cheek, then his neck, then his collarbones, each kiss washing over him like a gentle wave.
You hold his hand in your arms, embracing him in your warmth.
With you comes the end of winter, and the arrival of spring. With you comes comfort and warm temperatures and flowers and birdsong. Your presence alone is enough to ease him.
He doesn't care if he's being cheesy. He doesn't care if his thoughts right now are embarrassing. It's just that your flushed face makes him feel so happy. So, so happy.
"I love you," he mutters in between gasps. "I love you."
KITA, akaashi, sakusa, ushijima (!!), aran, kageyama, kyotani (i will die on this hill.), daichi, KUROO, atsumu
The two of you had always been touchy. It was something you never really thought about, even as you've grown up and started being aware of your peers.
It was only after your high school friend had asked, "Aren't the two of you going out?" that you had started minding the times Tetsurou touched you.
And even then, you hadn't thought of your skinship that much. Just little thoughts of "Oh, he really likes pinching my cheeks," and "Why does he keep messing with my hair?" that kept popping up in your head here and there.
Those thoughts, however, evolved over time. From "He's really touchy," to "Annoying," to "Why is my heart thumping?" to "Does he like me?" until you --
Oh.
You found yourself falling for him.
You kept it to yourself. You didn't want to get ahead of yourself, even if the people around you kept saying that he definitely liked you.
It was a good thing you did.
...
You downed shot after shot while your friends cheer you on. You exams just ended, and you were celebrating the end of a stressful season... before you all inevitably get swamped with work again.
As you got drunker and drunker, you reflected on your relationship with Tetsurou. Why you started thinking about it, you had no clue.
Now that you think about it, the two of you had a strange relationship. Everyone always said there was "something" between you.
That "something" that people kept whispering about Tetsu and you during high school. That "something" that everyone keeps going on and on about.
A certain someone's hyena laughter reached your ears. You look up and see Tetsu and a freshman. Oh.
That "something"... that's what's going on between those two.
Ah... your head hurts. You should lay down your head for a while. So you did.
Through your bleary eyes, you see the freshman make eye contact with you. She pointed at you, and Tetsu looked back.
He hurried over to your group, and you feel yourself get pulled as he took your arm and wrapped it around the back of his neck.
"I'll take ... home ... Bye." You couldn't quite hear what he said, but you guess he's taking you home. What a gentleman. But wouldn't he be leaving the freshman alone? You crane your neck to look around and find her, but you quickly give up when moving your head made you feel dizzy.
...
It was a silent walk back to your house. Probably because you were too drunk to say anything and he can't really tease you when you're in this situation. But it was most likely because you've been avoiding him ever since you found out about your feelings, and the two of you have started drifting apart.
So awkward... it's so awkward, you couldn't bear it. You just had to say something.
"So," you blurted out. "You and that freshman, huh?"
No. What are you saying?
"You two looked cute together."
Stop. You're drunk. Stop it.
"Maybe you'll finally graduate from being a virgin." You laugh.
He stopped walking. You were walking behind him, so you couldn't see his face. Was he angry?
"Oh, um, sorry. I didn't mean to go that far. Are you angry?" When he still didn't respond, you apologized again. "Sorry."
"That's not it."
"Hm?"
"That's not it." He sighed. "The two of us are just friends. She likes someone else. And I..."
He turned to you, and you feel yourself sober up. Like the world needed you to remember his next few words.
"No, I have time, especially for you." He smiled so sweetly you almost had a toothache.
"You're too sweet to me." You ducked your head, unable to look him in the eyes.
"Of course I am. Is it a problem?" He said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. His hand rested on your cheek.
"Of course it's a problem," You grabbed the hand that was currently caressing your cheek, and you look at him with an expression that was filled with both apprehension and anticipation. "Kou- what are we?"
You held his hand tightly, not wanting to let go until he gives you a proper answer.
"What do you mean? We're... um... dating?" He said, the last word coming out hesitant and unsure.
What?
"Dating? You haven't even asked me out!"
"I haven't?"
"You haven't!"
"Then, um," he cleared his throat. The butterflies in your stomach acting up again. Is he actually-? "Will you go out-"
"Yes!" You threw yourself at him. You've waited too long for this.
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"i've always, always liked you," he says - and suddenly you're in a flower field, like those cliche anime. i mean, it's tsukishima, and he's being SAPPY in front of you! you can't deny, you're a bit flustered. maybe more than flustered. embarrassed? okay, maybe more than that. maybe...
"well?" he asks you.
you clam up, oh shit oh shit oh shit no. do you like tsukishima? you gulp.
"do you think she'll say yes?" he asks you again.
the flowers withered. "oh, definitely!" you reply.
shit. you did. you did like him.
why only now? why only realize now that he's fallen in love with someone else? you've been friend for 5 years!
tsukishima stares at you. "um," he hesitates. "thanks for helping me, y'know, with this."
"no problem, lover boy," you laugh and he grimaces. the air is comfortable between you two, but you feel disconcerted. is this okay? just letting your newfound crush on him be buried under a mound?
"don't call me that."
you guess it's okay. as long as he's here and you're here beside him.
as you open your mouth to let the red popsicle inside your mouth, he gulps. he stares and stares and stares at your mouth as each millisecond he feels hotter and hotter. you close your mouth and -
you bite the fucking popsicle.
he stays silent but inside he's freaking out because what the FUCK was he doing. what the FUCK was he THINKING.
✧contains: texts between the reader and Akaashi that take place after the road that leads to you
✧lil note: soooo as the president of luvkeiji fanclub i made a couple text convos based off the fic i wrote so go check that out before reading these!! thanks for all the support, i really appreciate it all♡♡♡
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✧synopsis: You, a broke freshman student living on campus, are seeking out a road trip buddy to travel back to your hometown with. You know, someone to split the gas money with and occasionally alternate driving there over the course of the semester. After putting up flyers inside the lobby of numerous dorm buildings, you finally find your perfect match. Well, perfect in more ways than one.
✧genre: fluff, a lil angst (jealousy), college!au, strangers to friends to lovers!! happy ending <3
✧contains: slight profanity and i think that’s it (lmk if there’s anything else!)
✧ wordcount: 4.8k
✧note: i think this is the first fic i’ve ever written for haikyuu on here and i’m kind of nervous? lol i hope i did the best bby Akaashi justice and i hope you all enjoy it too <3 lmk your thoughts! my askbox is always open!! alsoooo a big thank you to @bunny-xoxo for always feeding me the cutest keiji hcs that fully inspired me to write this ♡♡♡
Almost immediately you notice Akaashi is a good driver—way better driver than you are. Plus, his car smells fresh and you’re not currently sitting on a dirty sock or a Mcdonald’s Big Mac wrapper which makes you feel a little better about the situation. It’s not that you were expecting a complete walking disaster as your road trip buddy but when you first saw the ‘Hello, I have some inquiries about the flyer you posted’ text a couple days ago, signed at the end with Akaashi Keiji, you let out a loud groan realizing that you were potentially going to be riding with a guy. Alas, you had no choice but to swallow down all the safety precautions your parents drilled into you since you were a little girl and especially right before you went away to college (Exhibit A: don’t hitch rides with strange men!) and accept the offer. Why? Your car has a f—cking flat tire and is in desperate need of an oil change. That was the deciding factor.
“Are you comfortable?” Akaashi’s voice is smooth like velvet and you almost jump at the sound of it. The first hour was spent in mostly silence with the occasional question on how the semester is going along. You didn’t mind it too much, you liked how Akaashi didn’t force conversation. If there was nothing to be said then there was nothing said.
“As much as one can be riding with a stranger for the first time across state lines.”
Akaashi exhales, “I promise with confidence that I’m not going to kidnap you,” He pauses before continuing, “But then again, what are promises made by a kidnapper truly worth?”
“That’s really comforting, thank you.”
He looks at you quickly, his eyebrows raised slightly like he’s trying to read you. “Sorry, let’s try that again. I’m not a kidnapper. I just wanted to see my parents and my dog this weekend.”
you take the same bus home everyday, without failure, like some sort of ritual. why? cause there's a cute guy on board of course!
[ bokuto x f!reader (might be ooc?) ]
[ fluff, so much fluff. ]
[ oh man. i love bokuto. he's so?? idk how to explain it. he's hot and cute at the same time, kind of? ]
he's here again.
your attention shifts from your phone as you hear a familiar laughter coming from the entrance of the bus. even though a lot of students are boarding the bus, you spot him instantly. how could you not? his spiky white and black hair's so flashy. but you're not complaining - it's one of the things you like about him, after all.
you take your eyes off him before he sees you staring. he's standing in front of your seat, his back to you, and you feel your cheeks heat up.
"hello! you look happy today, too!"
"i'm l/n, from wanaka girls' high."
"please tell me your name sometime. i'd like to become friends with you."
at least, that's what you'd say if you had any courage. but you don't.
your phone vibrates as you receive a message from your friend. as you type a reply, you overhear his friend talking.
"...dy for training camp?"
"hey, hey! i'm as ready as can be! this time i'm aiming for the top spiker spot!" he grins at his friend. spiker, huh? he probably plays volleyball...
"rather than that, you should aim for passing your tests, bokuto-san." his friend, reserved as ever, bluntly replies.
bokuto. is that his last name? his name sounds so cool. what could be his first name, you wonder?
bokuto-san and his friend seem to be really close. you can't help but chuckle. you immediately regret doing that when you feel a set of eyes upon you. you quickly pretend like you were laughing at something at your phone and not eavesdropping on them.
"wanaka...girls' high..." you hear him say. looking up from your phone, you see him staring at you, but he quickly breaks eye contact, his ears reddening.
oh. oh no. he was definitely talking about you. did he hear you chuckle? what if thought you were weird? does he think you're weird?
your thoughts are cut off when your phone vibrates, and you see your friend's ID pop up.
//
'oh, god. she definitely saw you staring. she definitely thinks you're weird. is she still looking at me?' bokuto looks back. 'she's not. phew.'
it's not like bokuto to panic like that. weird.
bokuto notices akaashi staring at him. his eyes flicker to the girl behind him, and akaashi quickly notices. akaashi's eyebrows lift.
'is he smirking?!' bokuto thinks. akaashi always sees through him.
"ah... the new café in marui plaza? you want to go there?" bokuto overhears her say. he glances back and sees her talking to someone on her phone. her friend, maybe?
new cafe? in...marui plaza, huh? oh. should he tell her? she might get weirded out.
bokuto looks at akaashi beside him. he just got an idea.
"oi, akaashi. that new café in marui plaza, bamboo forest, was it?"
"mm." akaashi nods.
"it's closed on tuesdays, right? so if we go there today... it'd be closed, right? right?"
akaashi, seeing the huge grin in bokuto's face, looks over at the girl behind him. 'could he be more obvious?' akaashi thinks.
"yes, it would."
bokuto, feeling so obviously happy at his 'genius' plan of indirectly telling the girl the shop was closed, slyly glances behind him.
you want him to stay a bit longer. maybe you could talk to him? that thing earlier, he was trying to help you, right? that means he doesn't think you're weird! you can talk to him! it's now or never!
"...bye..." you mutter. it catches his attention. you two stare at each other for a second, and his mouth slowly forms a huge grin.
suna rintaro as your childhood best friend: headcanon + short fic.
being best friends with suna is quite the experience: sometimes you want to bash his head against the wall, and sometimes you want to bash YOUR head against the wall every time you think about the way he has a small smile on his face when he looks at you, the way he complains how you’re such a troublemaker but goes along with your antics anyways, and how hot he is - and oh, you...don’t have a crush on him, do you?
[ suna x gn! reader ]
[ fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff ! i live for childhood friends to lovers trope ! ]
[ VERY self indulgent, suna has a crush on you from the very start, just really fluffy stuff!! y/n hates barbecue-flavored snacks (??) ]
he teases you almost every hour of the day, but he definitely cares a lot about you <3
this man is lowkey overprotective
he knows everything about you! and you know everything about him!
if you tease him, he WILL remember, and he WILL tease you back
you: “riririn? hey, riririn?”
suna: “ew”
he lowkey likes you calling him that though
he leaves while you’re busy laughing your ass off so you can’t see him blushing like oK YOU TSUNDERE
he’s definitely going to call you by a cringey nickname next time
how does he even remember every time you made fun of him? like does he have a diary or something???
you both definitely have unflattering photos of each other
you know, just in case...
suna has a folder just filled with photos of you doing dumb stuff
when his friends ask him why he even has that folder in the first place, he tells them it’s for blackmail purposes
but in reality, he opens that folder at 1 AM and just goes through all the pictures, all while he has a smile on his face as he recalls all your shenanigans
suna is a simp for you, and that is an unchangeable fact.
“What’s that?” Suna asks as you place down a plastic bag filled with snacks on the table in front of him.
“A bribe,” you answer. “I’ll let you have all of these if you delete that folder.”
“What folder?” He asks, earning a pout from you. (He thinks it’s cute, but he'd rather die than say it out loud.)
“Don’t play dumb! The folder with all those weird photos of me!”
“No.”
"I have jelly sticks." You take out a pack of bright, multicolored jelly sticks, grinning. Suna's eyebrows furrow slightly. You know it's your win.
"Still a no," he replied.
"What!?" You were stunned. "Is there anything more important than jelly fruit sticks?!"
Suna looks right at you. "Yeah."
You are.
"Oh, come on!" You sigh. "What am I gonna do about these?"
Suna snickers at you. You blush in spite of yourself. Luckily, his eyes are glued to his phone.
"You can start by eating them," Suna suggests. "After all, you're the one who bought them."
"Argh.. even the barbecue-flavored ones?"
"Even the barbecue-flavored ones."
You sit on the chair, picking snacks that you liked, and avoiding those disgusting barbecue-flavored ones. "I don't know how and why you like those."
"You just have no taste."
"You're the one with no taste!" You huff.
"Agree to disagree."
You start opening your snacks and shoving them into your mouth, when you hear the click of a camera. You look at the asshole sitting in front of you, and lo and behold, he is holding his camera out. You gape at him, and he smirks at you.
