Slightly depressing but how about kuroo, kageyama, and you pick other characters consoling reader after they lost a parent? Established!relationship
゛𝓢taying ★ .ᐟ haikyuu boys x reader
𝓝otes. sfw, pre-timeskip, light angst, petnames like baby, sweets, and honey, (if you don't like those and/or are uncomfortable with them, just ignore/replace it!) not proofread (like always).
a/n. oh no 😥 idk how to write angst tbh. I'll try!!
Included! tobio kageyama, tetsuro kuroo, atsumu miya, tooru oikawa.
Kageyama was getting worried. You hadn't come to school. Whenever he'd visited, you guys would sit in silence.
You barely responded to his texts. And when you did, it was dry. Unusual for you.
You were even drier than him. That's a low no one could ever reach.
Kageyama decided to visit again. In his left hand, flowers for you and your mother. In his right, your favorite candy.
He passed the candy to his left so he could bring his right up to knock.
Your mom answered. She looked tired. Bags under her eyes, hair messy, and her eyes were red, might've been from all the crying.
"Hi... L/N-Sama." Kageyama said and held out her bouquet to her. "How are you feeling?"
Your mom stepped aside to let him in, closing the door behind him. She set the bouquet down on the kitchen island. “Uh... fine. Better than yesterday." She let out a bitter laugh, trying to lighten the mood. "Y/N is in her room..."
"Okay.” He gave her one last small smile before walking towards your room.
“Y/N?” He knocked on your door, slowly pushing it open.
There you were, on your bed, in a hoodie that looked like his and black shorts.
You had your knees pulled up to your chin, your head resting on your kneecaps. You looked in your doorway, and a tall, dark-haired boy stood. “Tobi.”
“Hi.” He came to sit down at the edge of your bed, “how are you feeling?”
“You don't look fine.” He furrowed an eyebrow and tilted his head. He placed the candy in front of you, “Candy?”
You looked up at him, eyes watery.
Uh-oh. Kageyama wasn’t good at comforting. He moved closer, shifting on the bed so he was beside you.
As you began to cry into your hands, he awkwardly put his arm around you, pulling you closer to his side.
“I miss… him.” You managed to say through all the sniffing and sobs.
Kageyama felt bad. Was he doing too little? He hated seeing you like this. When you were at your lowest. When he couldn't do anything about it.
“I know...” he murmured, kissing the top of your head.
After a few minutes, your sobs subsided into tiny sniffs.
Comfortable silence. And for a while, it stayed like that.
Nothing sounding the room but you and Kageyama’s soft breaths.
“Tobi?” You lifted your head to look him in his dark blue orbs. And in them? The look of absolute love.
"Yea?" He replied, looking down at you.
"Thank you." He raised his eyebrow. A small smile formed on your face. His expression was humorous to you, "for coming here. Bringing the candy. Bringing you.”
“You don't need to thank me.” He looked away from you, the door suddenly being very interesting. “That's what boyfriends… er… do. Right?”
Your smile widened slightly and nodded.
“And, hey, is that my hoodie?” His eyes go back to you, tugging at the sleeve.
You were sobbing in your room, back turned to the door.
Occasionally, you would lift your wrist to your face to wipe the tears, but what use was it? You would just end up crying even harder.
“Y/N?” A familiar voice rang from the door, Kuroo.
Uh-oh. You told him you were fine. That you were okay and the grief had subsided.
What were you going to say when he found you like this, crying uncontrollably with snot running from your red nose?
"Uh... Tetsu?" You managed to say, your voice shaky and quiet.
Kuroo opened the door, peaking his head inside. His eyes widened when he saw you. All snotty and closed in on yourself.
He stepped inside, closing the door behind him gently, “Hey.” He said softly, as if he didn't want to scare you. Kuroo moved closer, sitting on the ground next to you, back against your bed, “What’s the matter?”
You shook your head, and Kuroo made a face.
“There’s obviously something wrong.” He bumped your shoulder with his, “You can tell me, Baby."
You sniffed, taking a deep breath before talking. “I’m not over it. My… mom. Her… passing away…” your eyes started to water again, sadness succumbing to you once more.
“Y/N.” Kuroo said, moving to sit criss-cross in front of you, “why did you lie?”
“I didn't want you to worry. I never want you to worry about me.” Your lower lip trembled, your voice unsteady too. “I didn't… want to be a burden.”
“Don’t say that.” Kuroo’s eyebrows knitted together, watching as you crumbled and sobbed into your hands. He bit his lip, the sight almost made him cry. “You’d never be a burden to me. Y’hear me? Never, Y/N. Get that out of your head, okay?”
You looked up, eyes full of tears.
“And your mom? She’s not gone.” He looked in your eyes, “Maybe physically, but not spiritually. She’ll always be right in your heart. Right here, with you.”
You moved to sit on his criss-crossed legs, head now resting on his chest.
"Now stop crying. Intense bouts of sobbing lead to hyperventilating, and hyperventilating leads to deep breathing. Deep breathing disturbs your breathing pattern and that increases the water vapor being exhaled from your lungs, leading to a greater over—" Your laughter cuts him off.
He wasn't even trying to make you laugh, just trying to warn you.
“You’re a huge nerd, oh my gosh!”
At least he made you feel better.
Atsumu caught you right before you left to go home, catching your hand outside the school gates.
"What's up with ya today?" The yellow-haired boy asked, looking at you with a confused face.
You had been ignoring him. Shutting anyone and everyone out all day.
"Nothing? Ya barely spoke to me—to anyone all day." He remarked, still holding onto your hand.
"Ya don't ignore people when yer tired." He rubbed the back of his neck, "kinda rude y'know."
"Rude? What.... whatever." You rolled your eyes, trying to pull away from him." Can I go home now?"
"Nope. Not until ya tell me the real reason why yer actin' this way."
“I’m tired, Atsumu.” You sighed, not wanting to tell him the truth.
“Yer lyin’.” He leaned in, “Talk t’me.”
You relaxed, finally throwing in your hat. “My… dad.” Your voice cracked, as if it was begging you not to sound this. “Is… gone.”
His heart sank when you nodded, and he quickly tugged you into a hug. “I had… no idea. M’so sorry, sweets."
Your tears betraying you, started running down your cheeks.
This wasn't the ideal place to cry. On a side wall close to Inarizaki High School. But who cares? Not you or him in the moment.
He leaned down to kiss the top of your head, his lips staying there for a while.
“Yer dad. He was really funny. And nice. And sorta maybe intimidating. And he made amazin’ food. I’m gonna miss all that.” He smiled into your hair, reminiscing on when him and your dad would cook together (your dad ended up doing all the work.)
A very small smile found its way onto your face. Atsumu noticed this and smiled to himself.
“There's that smile I love.” He smirked, gauging your reaction.
“You’re a dummy.” You sniffed, your face still slightly wet.
“Can I walk ya home, pretty?” He wiped your cheek, his smirk growing wider as you nodded.
Oikawa stared at you. You were sitting on the bleachers of the gym. You looked miserable.
He hated that he couldn't do anything about it. He hated that you had to go through this.
The gym was vacated, no one else but you two.
This was originally supposed to be Oikawa practicing his serves alone... but then he found you in here aswell.
You quickly wiped your face, hoping he didn't see the tears that were spilling from your eyes.
“Y/N?” Oikawa dropped the volleyball in his hand, walking over to the bleachers.
“Uh… hi. Tooru.” You forced a smile.
As he got closer, you could see his worried expression deepen.
He definitely saw those tears.
“Why are you crying, Y/N?”
“Uh…” you sniffed, voice unsteady and small.
“Is this about… your mom?” He sat next to you, his hand finding yours.
You nodded, your lower lip started to tremble and tears threatened to spill again.
“Oh, honey…” Oikawa pulled you closer, and your head drooped onto his shoulder. “I’m sorry this is all happening to you. No one should ever experience this.”
Your sobs just grew louder. Your body started to tremble too.
Oikawa hated seeing you like this. All sad and heartbreaking.
“She… was…” You inhaled sharply, the word ‘was’ stood painful. You didn't want to admit she was gone, that she was never coming back. "Everything. I... loved—love her so much."
"I know, I know." He said, stroking your hair, trying to calm you.
“I don't…—” Another sharp inhale came. What was this? It was like you couldn't breathe. It was like your lungs was a stress ball and your feelings was the hand that was squeezing it.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey…” Oikawa pulled you back to see your face and grabbed hold of your shoulders. “Breathe with me. In for four, hold for seven, out for eight.”
You nodded and started to do the exercise with him, your ragged breathing soon lowered into calm, slow breaths.
“There we go. Feel better? Calmer?” Oikawa asked, looking into your eyes.
“That’s okay. You don't have to feel 100% right away. You don't have to stop grieving.” He smiled, “Grief is normal. It's human.”
You nodded, your head leaning back on his shoulder.
“I love you.” He muttered, taking your hand. Hoping that his reassurance made you feel at least a tiny bit better.
see i was gonna do kenma… but this was taking to long and i low-key got lazy with oikawa and did NOT feel like writing anything else.
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