Lil Miss Beanie

As she stepped into the crowded university cafeteria the smell of the greasy food filled the girl's senses, her tray in hand Y/n chewed on the inside of her cheek, what used to be her spot on the centre table with the popular bunch was now taken by some fangirl. Tall, acrylic manicure, a face caked with way too much makeup and her hair had been bleached so many times it was beginning to look like straw fangirl was in her seat, hanging on Y/n’s boyfriends every word giving him a sultry look running her fake nails up and down his muscular arms.

Y/n e/c eyes locked with the golden ones that she missed so much for less than a millisecond before he looked away, the girl next to him smirked at her giving her a smug look, knowing full well where she was sat in, what was originally Y/n spot, next to what is or well, she didn’t even know if he was anymore, her boyfriend.

Y/n has no clue what happened but Bokuto had suddenly built these walls around himself, he was completely avoiding her and it each day he was becoming better and better at it making it hard for her to tell him how much she missed, how much she wished they could go back to the old days when they would laugh and smile together, the days when he would walk her to her next class, grin at her with that was huge, boisterous and filled with love but he now Bokuto could barely meet her eyes and every time he saw her in the corridor he would turn and go the other way. It was breaking her heart, each day the cracks were growing larger it was becoming hard to cope.

All Y/n wished was for Bokuto to tell her why he had suddenly distanced himself from her, why he was pulling away from there four year relationship, everything was fine until two weeks ago, they went for their usual midnight drive, they were laughing making jokes, teasing one another like they always had but then suddenly the next day he was distant and slow over the course of a week he had distance himself completely he wasn’t answering her texts either.

Akaashi caught her eye giving her a sad smile gripping his tray he began to stand up but Y/n gave him a tight smile and shook her head telling him no and grabbing her burrito and drink she dumped the rest in the bin and made her way outside to sit under the tree she always sat under when she was upset or need time alone. Plopping herself down she leaned back against the tree, it was a beautiful summer's day, the slight cloud in the sky aid and the shade from the tree with the temperature making it just right.

Unwrapping her burrito and taking a bite out of the tortilla stuffed with rice, soft fried onions, avocado and chicken. She pulled her phone out of her pocket of her denim jacket, opening whatsapp she clicked open her messages she shared with Bokuto, the ones she had sent this week begging him to talk to her, to tell her why he was acting like this, all her messages had been left on read.

Y/n used to think that one day they would be telling their children about how they met and how the sparks flew the first second their eyes met and people would say they’re the lucky ones yet now she doesn’t know how to even tell him she misses him or if this is killing him as much as it is her.

“Bokuto-san.” Akasshi's voice called from across the table, causing the wing spiker to look at him. His eyes held a hardened look not happy with the way he was treating Y/n, it wasn’t fair, he knew that Bokuto hadn’t spoken to his girlfriend in over two weeks and even Akaashi had no idea why he was acting like this. “Can I talk to you for a minute?” Akaashi nodded his head in the direction of an empty quiet corner of the canteen. Nodding slightly confused as to why Akaashi wished to speak to him in private.

“Okay, what the actual fuck is going on between you and Y/n?” Akaashi snapped, Y/n was his childhood friend and he cared for her deeply he was also angry that his best friend could treat his highschool sweetheart in such a way, especially after he was the one who introduced the pair. Rubbing the back of his neck Bokuto looked down at the ground, “Do you not love her anymore or something?”

“What? No!” Bokuto was shocked at his question, he knew he had been distant the last few weeks avoiding her and he missed her so much and being apart from her was killing him, “Of course I do! I love her with her fibre of my being!”

“Then why are you ignoring her?!” Akaashi snapped and that was how he knew Akaashi was angry. It takes a lot for Akaashi to get wound up and angry but this is what had really pushed his buttons, he had been on the phone to Y/n at the past few evening, not saying much just listen to her ramble trying to work out why her boyfriend was ignoring and hearing her cry her heart out, he could hear her heart cracking with each voice cracking whimper. “Because of this.” Bokuto murmured, fishing something out of his pocket and showing Akaashi.

“You cannot be serious! That’s why you have been avoiding her?” Sighing as Bokuto nodded in reply, Akaashi ran his hands over his face before continuing “You need to go talk to her now! You’re breaking her heart, she thought you were breaking up with her.” Pushing Bokuto in the direction of the doorway heading outside, they both knew where Y/n was. Bokuto pushed the door open and made his way in the direction of the girl he had been in love with since he set his eyes on her four and half years ago.

He could see her in the distance, leaning against the tree, a book in one hand and her burrito in the other, the sun reflecting off of her h/c hair, her crystal e/c eyes hidden behind her dark sunglasses. He slowed his steps as he got closer.

The only indication she got that someone had joined her was the shadow that cast over her. Looking up she met his eyes behind her sunglasses she tried not to sigh, after two weeks of being ignored, avoided and left on read he finally appeared in front of her, his hands playing with the hem of his shirt, his eyes filled with guilt.

“What do you want, Kou?” the h/c girl asked in a disinterested monotone voice, closing the book keeping a finger between the close pages so she doesn’t lose her page.

“I want to talk,”

“Oh!” She gasped sarcastically with fake enthusiasm, she watched his features change into hope. Bokuto still struggled with sarcasm at times and this is one of those times. The girl was no longer upset, she was now fuming, all her tears had dried up. She was pissed, he had ignored her for two weeks now walking up to her like nothing had happened, the only evidence of how he felt was the guilt in his golden owl-like eyes that had suddenly faded with her fake enthusiasm. “Well I do not wish to talk to you.”

She shoved her book into her bag, slinging it over her shoulder before standing up and walking away from him. It only took him a few of his strides to catch up with her, “I want to apologise, so yea I’m so sorry Y/n.”

Abruptly she turned around to face him, taking her sunglasses off to rest on top of her hair. The hard set glare in her eyes caused the boy to stumble back a little at the harshness of the scowl.

“An apology isn’t going to cut it Kou. Not this time.” She snapped, venom dripping from each of her words. “You have been ignoring me for two weeks! All I have done is try to understand why, the night before we did our usual late night drive, getting junk food and sitting on top of that hill watching the stars, but then the next day you started to ignore me, in the halls, my texts and calls. Thinking about what I did wrong that night to make you ignore me!”

The look on his face priceless, his eyes wide his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, he was processing her words, he really had done it this time, what was most terrifying to Bokuto right this second was the fact that Y/n wasn’t screaming at him, no her voice was level, monotone and dangerously low, the only emotion in her voice was the venom.

“Not only that, some bimbo has been hanging off you! Could you not break up with me before you got together with another girl?”

She thought he was cheating on her. “No! I’m not cheating on you with Shelly!” He quickly said, which only caused his girlfriend to raise her eyebrows and scoff in disbelief.

“You really think I am going to believe that?” A humourless laugh left her lips, “I have seen the looks she gives you, not once did you bat her hands away when was running her nails up your arm or squeezing your bicep. I’m done, Bokuto. I can’t do this. I have missed you so much these last two weeks but you have hurt me more than you can imagine and I need some time alone. I think we should take a break.”

Bokuto felt the tears well in his eyes, his hand tightly clenched around the little black velvet box. He had fucked up royally this time, what he wanted to do was apologise, explain why he had been distant the last few weeks, who Shelly was, reassure her he wasn’t cheating on her and give her the promise ring he had bought for her but instead he was watching her walking away, her hands clenched in fist at her sides, she hadn’t even waited for his response. Bokuto tried calling out her name but to avail, she didn’t even flinch or turn around at the sound of her name.

Dropping to his knees his hands threaded into his hair, his hands tangled in his hair gripping it tightly, as the tears streamed down his face, he didn’t have a clue where to start to fix this.

He had ruined the relationship with the girl he planned to marry and Bokuto was kicking himself for it.

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〰He brings me flowers when it ain’t even my birthday〰

Leaning against the doorway to the kitchen a gentle smile of adoration crossed spread across the brunette's lips as he watched his wife of nearly a year, dressed in one of his navy blue button up and a pair of baby pink cotton sleep shorts, dance around the room drying up the china bowl she had just washed after her Saturday afternoon baking session, the sweet creamy vanilla scent of the cake filled his senses.

She slide across the tile floor in a her fluffy bed socks back to the sink picking up a wooden spoon from the stainless steel draining board, she raised the spoon to her lips as she threw her head back, her bejeweled like e/c eyes fluttered shut as she sang along to the chorus of her favourite song into her wooden microphone,

“She wore a raspberry beret the kind you find in a second hand store~”

A deep chuckle escaped his lips at her enthusiasm for the song, it was rather adorable and endearing the way she danced around the room and say along, which caused a high pitched squeal of surprise to slip past hers at the sound of his chuckle, turning to face where the deep sound came from she found her husband leaning against the door frame.

And fuck did he look handsome, just leaning there like some kind of Greek god with a hand shoved deep into the pocket of his dark jeans, in his other hand was his phone perfectly angled at her, clearly having just taken a photo. His legs crossed at his ankles, his dark chocolate coloured hair fell messily over his forehead, still damp from what she assumed was a shower after practice, rather than his usual sweeping style, his matching chocolate brown eyes narrowed gently, filled with fondness and warmth as he locked eyes with her e/c eyes.

Y/n leaned against the counter placing a hand over her heart, gripping his pale blue button up in an attempt to calm the rapid beating, not solely from the scare he gave her but also from how gorgeous he is that still made her heart skip a beat. She gave the love of her life a half hearted glare, “Jesus! How long have you been there?”

Her voice was as smooth and sweet as fresh honey as it slipped past her rosy lips, it made his heart melt and turn to goo at the mere sound, like it was a gentle soothing melody.

"Long enough to catch you dancing around the room," a Cheshire cat-like grin tugged at his lips, "ever so cutely I must add."

There it was, the blush he was hoping for spread over her cheek bones and up to the tips of her ears, he could still make her blush so easily. She groaned as her head rolled back and she stared at the ceiling. Which gave Oikawa a chance to grab the large bunch of tulips from the side table just by the front door.

"For you my love," He stood in front of her with a beautiful and extravagant bouquet of mixed tulips in front of her. He watched her eyes widen and her face light up with delight at the sight of her favourite flowers in his hands.

These flowers were the whole reason they had had a spring wedding. It was just so his wife could have tulips for her bouquet, Oikawa had already caved before she asked if they could have a spring wedding. She looked up into his brown eyes which were already watching her every move, filled with fondness for the women in front of him. God did she love this man with all heart and soul.

“You didn’t have too but thank you Tõru,” She raised up onto her tiptoes pressing a kiss against his soft rosy lips, she could never get tired of kissing him it still made her heart flutter like the first time they kissed, as she took the bouquet from his hand. She knew the large square vase her mother had brought her when they moved into their new home would be perfect for them. She buried her nose in the bouquet, inhaling deeply enjoying the grassy-apple-like smell that she had missed since last spring when they were married.

“Of course I did, I saw them and thought of you, my love.”

Oikawa Tõru was a ferocious romantic, he was old school too. Back when they first started dating in high school he would be a gentleman and pick her up from her doorstep, He purposely brought a polaroid camera so he could take pictures of her, he loved to keep one in his wallet and smiled when ever he saw it when he would take his wallet out to paid. They had the most amazing photo albums full of polaroids as well as them being hung on the fridge with magnets.

Oikawa watched as his wife placed the flowers on the now clear draining board before she rummaged around in the tall cabinet filled with numerous items, from cleaning products to tin foil and cling film. She pulled out her large square vase and filled it with water before she began to arrange the tulips.

〰He fills the bath up when he knows I’ve had the worst day〰

Sighing as she step through the front door of there picturesque little home, it had been a long and tiring day for Y/n, she started work at eight this morning and it was nor thirteen hours later, she was grateful it was over and the weekend, it has been the worst day, everything that could go wrong went wrong, last minute dispatches of emergency autonomous vaccine, one sales team in particular making promises that were impossible to keep yet as if by magic she managed to get the consignments out the door.

“Hello my love, you’re late tonight” She looked up from where she was tugging off her heeled balck ankle boots with small tassels hanging from the edge, to see Oikawa leaning on his forearms as they rested on the back of their extremely comfy deep teal coloured fabric sofa, his head tilted slightly to the left making him look adorably quizzical.

“Hey Ru. Yea, it was a problematic one today.”

A soft smile spread over his lips, she looked absolutely haggard, her shoulders were tense and she could barely manage a small smile through her exhaustion, standing up from the settee and made his way towards her, helping Y/n shrug off her cream peacoat, hanging it on the hooks by the front door, before placing a hand on her waist guiding her towards their ensuite bathroom.

Gripping her hips gently he lifted her up effortlessly and placed her on the counter grabbing her micellar water makeup remover and reusable micro makeup remover pads. Placing them next to her exhausted figure that was slumped against the mirror wall behind her.

Switching on the taps of the large luxurious corner tub. Grabbing the bottle of raspberry bubble bath from under the sink, he squeezed in a reasonable amount before turning around, picking up the products and proceeding to gently remove the make up from Y/n face.

Once she was back to her natural beauty, Oikawa switched off the bath, assisted his wife to strip off the clothes, the black pencil skirt and red shirt she spent the day in, sat at her desk, throwing them in the hamper. He scooped her up into his muscular arms bridal style, as if she weighted nothing more than a feather, walking towards the bath and placing her gently down into the warm bubble water, before he stripped off his own clothes, dumping them in the and clambered in behind her, seating her between his legs so she could lean back and relax against his chest.

〰And when I'm talking I know he's really listening. Even when I'm bitching he knows how to fix it with the right thing to say〰

"Wanna talk about today?" Oikawa asked, as he massaged her peach shampoo into her h/l h/c hair. Could feel all the stress of the day melting from Y/n's system as he massaged her scalped.

"You know the usual, Soma nagging for things to be sent out last minute, the rest of us running around like headless chickens making sure all the paperwork is in check, Poor Tadashi was so stressed and fustrated with him once again, while I was trying to get ahold of any chilled courier company that would take the fucking vaccine for the farm so they are able to vaccinate the guilts and swines the next day, it ended up being over fifty thousand yen when really it should have been eleven thousand."

“Soma again? What is that guy's problem?” Oikawa groaned, he had heard his wife complain about this guy on many occasions in the last year she had been working at the biotech company.

“He has some serious trust issues with us, just the other day he kicked off because I sent out the safety test to the farm and because it was a Thursday and the customer complained it wouldn’t arrive till after the weekend when they tracked it. So Soma started to kick off about us emailing the customer, yet he has no problem with us emailing them the details the last few months.”

Oikawa couldn’t help the smile crossing his lips, even when she’s complaining and bitching she was still so adorable and her voice still made him melt after all these years.

“I’m sorry darling, I’m sorry he is such a pain in the neck.” picked up the shower rinsing the shampoo from his beloved's hair. She enjoyed the feeling of the warm water running over her scalpel along with his fingers running through her tresses.

“The most annoying thing is, when we have the weekly sales meetings he is happy-go-lucky and we have a laugh but his emails and messages always seem to be getting at someone and him being shitty. I know you can misread emails but come on word them better!”

She moved to sit opposite him in there large bathtub, playing with the bubbles surrounding there bodies, as she watched him wash his own hair, his eyes shut, she sly watched out the corner of her eye his biceps bulging and tensing as he lathered the white bubbles of his shampoo through his brown locks.

God was she lucky, he looked good no matter what, he could wear a fucking bin bag and he would still look like a front page model. She loved the way the water ran down the hard toned muscle of his pecs and abs after many years of training, making her swoon, this gorgeous specimen of man was hers, just as she was his. Hers to drool and stare at for the rest of her life, very quickly distracting her from today's shambles with Soma and the vaccine that needed to be dispatched.

“I wouldn't worry so much darling, the MD said you are doing an incredible job and they are so grateful to you for all your hard work and all he could do was sing your praise when I came with you too the office christmas party, I'm sure Soma will come around soon."

She had completely missed what he had said, her eyes still running over the ripple of his muscles, the water droplets, the way his lips looked so kissable in that moment, she hadn’t even noticed his eyes had opened and he was staring at her till her e/c jewels met his warm molton brown ones,

“Beautiful girl, you’re going to catch flies.”

He chuckled as her jaw snapped shut, her eyes widened realising she had been caught by her husband ogling him for the millionth time and her jaw had gone slack without her noticing. Chewing at her lower lip she smiled sheepishly at him.

Smirking he scooted forward a little before gripping her thighs and pulled her towards him placing her legs either side of his waist. She felt his finger tips dig into her waist, his nose brushing against hers.

“Seen something you like?”

Leaning up to brush her lips against his, she mumbles “perhaps,” she placed her lips against his, groaning at the contact he dragged her even closer, there chests pressed against one another, hands tracing each and every curve they had long since memorised one another bodies, her mind was thoroughly distracted from her long day, no longer exhausted.

〰Callin’ out of the blue just to see how I’m doing〰

Yet another day in the office, one filled with meetings and getting KPIs ready for the end of the month. Glancing at the clock she groaned, running her hands over her face and through her hair. It was only half eleven, she was glad she only had another four and half hours left of work, seeing as she started at eight in the morning. Beating the rush hour traffic everyday, so the days she had to stay late she hated as by the time she gets home she’s been up over thirteen hours.

Leaning back in her chair she stretched back her joints clicking happily from the stiffness she had been feeling from working on all her KPI’s and pie charts comparing the date on how much the company has spent on shipping so far this year compared to how much they are charging for shipping, so far this year they have lost a large amount on shipping.

She looked out of her shared office window, the birds flying overhead, the white fluffy clouds looking exceptionally comfy today, damn she wished they had nap pods at work, she was exhausted after this week and was craving for the weekend to hurry up! Luckily it was only four hours away.

The start of Raspberry Beret began to fill the small office from her phone, humming along for a few seconds before picking up her phone smiling at the silly picture that he had set for his call picture when she had gotten her new phone.

“Hello hubby~” Y/n sang into the phone.

“Hey bubs” The blush spread over her cheeks in seconds, he hadn’t used the pet name bubs in a while, he had moved more to love or darling in the past year of marriage. Bubs was a welcome change reminding her of their high school days.

“You’re blushing aren’t you?” His voice came through the receiver, she knew he was wearing a smug smile, she could tell by the sound of his voice, she didn’t know why he even bothered to ask, he knew her too well at this point. Y/n murmured grumpily in reply; “No, I’m not.”

His laughter filled her ears making a grin spread over her lips at the joyous sound, she loved his laughter, it was always so full of life and could light up any room he was in, she could get drunk off the sound.

“Don’t lie to me bubs, I know when you are blushing.”

The question of why did he call her in the middle of the day? Filled her mind and just as it was about to roll off her tongue he already answered it, “I just thought I would call to see how you are doing. So how is your day going?”

“Hmm it’s going, looking forward to the weekend, and spending it with you, it will be our first one in a while, I’m so glad you’re not training this weekend. How's yours?”

“Me too, bubs, it’s we’re going to relax, go for a picnic and just have some us time.”

“Don’t forget we’re going to my parents tomorrow” Reminding them they had their monthly dinner at his in-laws.

"How could I ever forget? I'm going to see my favourite in-laws!" Rolling her eyes at his playful comment she sighed,

"Mon Cœur, they're your only in-laws."

"Doesn't mean they can't be my favourite~!"

“You’re such a lil shit, honestly”

This phone call cheered the pair up giving them the energy to finish the day to be home with one another craving each others presence and to be wrapped up in there own little bubble of happiness and marriage.

〰My mama’s in love and my daddy approves him〰

“Tõru darling! It’s so good to see you again!” Y/n mother gushed cupping his face with her hands checking him over making sure he was okay, as they stepped through the door of her childhood. Y/n was used to it at this point, she swore blind her mother loved her husband more that she loved her one and only daughter,

She has loved him since the first day she brought him home for dinner seven months into their high school relationship. He had knocked on the door dead on time he was meant to arrive, turning up with blue iris, her mother's favourite, along with a box of luxury dark chocolates. For her father he had brought his favourite stout.

Oikawa endured all the questioning from her father before dinner in his study and while Y/n had stood in the kitchen nervously chewing at her thumb nail staring up the stairs where the two had disappeared, when they did finally reappear they were the best of friends and planning fishing trips together, even though Oikawa hadn’t ever been fishing before!

Now those fishing trips were a regular thing for Oikawa along with his in-laws. They would all go at least once a month, and they now took Oikawa’s father and his nephew along too. It was a lovely boy’s weekend away. While the women would go shopping and spend their husbands money and have spa weekends.

Slipping past her mother and husband with a playful roll of her eyes, “nice to see you too ma,” which she was only shooed away by her mother’s hand gesture, Y/n made her way into the kitchen placing the white chocolate and raspberry cheesecake in the fridge. Before making her way outside to find her father along with her siblings and Oikawa’s family in the back garden here for the summer barbeque.

Her many nieces and nephews were running around the garden the eldest being Takeru, he was starting highschool this year, he was very excited to be joining Aboa Johsai and following in his favourite uncle's steps and joining the volleyball team.

“Oh! Y/n you’re finally here!” Looking over in the direction as to where her name had been called she saw her mother-in-law sitting on one of the lawn deck chairs, watching the children play, in the loose term of the word, volleyball.

Yes they were an hour late and that was completely Tõru fault, when he saw his wife in the white lacey sundress with a large straw hat perched upon her head, her hair was styled in low ponytail over her right shoulder and on her feet were a pair of flip-flops, it was a simple outfit yet he thought she looked like a goddess, and he couldn't keep his hands off her, one thing lead to another and before Y/n knew it his and her outfits were strewn across their bedroom as he worshipped every part of her for the third time that day and they were back to square one having shower and choose new outfits all over again.

“Hi mum,” Y/n smiled making her way over to her mother in law to give her a hug. It had become custom after a few years of dating that they began to call one another parents mum and dad, plus they were both so adored by the other parents it made sense.

“Where is your husband?” Another thing that has become customary, she rarely calls him her son anymore. It was only when he was in trouble, it was a bit like when a parent will yell your full name and the shiver of pure fear runs up your spine and the blood in your veins turns ice cold, that was the fear the pair felt when their parents called them their child, because now it was always where is your husband or where is your wife?

“Ma cornered him as soon as we walked through the front door.” The h/c huffed playfully, crossing her arms as she dropped into the seat next to her, watching the children play volleyball.

“Uncle Tõru!”

The sudden cries of their niece and nephews at the sight of their pro volleyball player uncle made Y/n head snap towards the french doors where he was standing, in his sky blue chino shorts and white polo shirt, he looked dashing.

“Speak of the devil.”

The children legged in the direction of their uncle, they were clinging to his legs begging him to join them and play a few rounds. Patting their heads he spoke a few words, the children pouted before nodding and running off in the direction of the makeshift volleyball court that her parents had set up.

"And he shall appear" the elder brunette woman finished her daughter-in-law's sentence, causing the two women to lean towards one another as they giggled.

“There you are my love,” Leaning down Oikawa placing his lips against Y/n forehead, letting them linger there for a moment, not questioning what the two of the most important women in life were giggling over. He greeted his mother before sparking up a conversation with her,

“Hello aunty,”

The younger Oikawa appeared next to his uncle, smiling happily at his aunt before leaning down pulling her into a hug, she did the same before placing her hands on his shoulders to a good look at how much he had grown since she last saw him, he was about her height now, he had finally grown his hair out, having the same sweeping curls that ran in the Oikawa bloodline, brushing them back from his forehead the young women smiled, he had grown into quite the handsome young man.

She hadn’t seen the way Oikawa was watching her with awe as she interacted with his nephew, he always loved the way the interacted, Takeru was the whole reason they got together, he kept complaining how Oikawa ex-girlfriend was mean and didn’t like him and how he would much prefer his uncle to date Y/n as she is much nicer and buys him treats.

“Hello darling boy, are you excited to start at Seijoh this year?”

The young boy perched himself on the arm of her chair, chatting away with his favourite aunt. She used to babysit him and take him to all his uncle's matches when they were back in high school. After the matches they used to go out and get ice cream or teriyaki together.

"Heck yeah! I'm going to be as good as uncle Tõru, I’ve been practicing my spikes and jumper serves!"

"You'll have to show us your jump server later." The young boy nodded enthusiastically, before bidding a see you later to his grandmother and the couple and making his way back to his younger siblings and cousins. Y/n eyes lingered on the children for a while longer, a gentle smile on her face as she watched them.

“So when are we to expect the happy news from the pair of you?”

Y/n looked in the direction of the voice of who had just, finding her own mother was now seated next to , when did she join them? Both of them looked at their youngest children with quizcal eyes with innocent smirks. Tilting her head to look at Tõru, who was perched on the arm of Y/n’s chair, instantly both smiling gently at one another knew what their mothers were talking about.

“One day ma, one day.”

The couple had discussed wanting to expand their little family, just not quite yet, Tõru had the olympics coming up and Y/n was in line to become manager of her department and they wanted to have stable careers before they started to bring their own little bundles of joy into the world.

“It’s not like you need any more grandchildren for a while.” Oikawa smirked at the two women, they placed a hand over their hearts faking being hurt.

“Of course we do, we need to spoil them, that is our role as grandmothers.”

Y/n rolled her eyes while Tõru laughed at them.

〰You should see him in the morning when he wakes up can’t stop thinkin’ we should stay in bed and make love〰

Feeling the gentle warmth across her bare back from where the sun peeked through the curtains, blinking a couple of times before snuggling her head back into the pillow she was cuddling, looking to her right seeing Tõru led on his right side facing an arm wrapped around her, the other under his pillow his head of brunette locks rested on.

God he looked yummy, his chocolate curls were ruffled with sleep, his eyelids closed hiding his matching chocolate eyes, his dark eyelashes rested against his high cheekbones . A slight amount of stubble along his jawline from where he hadn’t shaved in a few days.

Her eyes flickered to his rosey lips slightly parted, looking very kissable. Her gaze moved down towards his tone pecs and abs, the fingers on her right hand reaching over and gently caressing her fingers along them, utterly in awe, no matter how many times she had seen them over the last six years they had been together. Her e/c flickered down a little more, the sheet just barely covering both their lower bodies, his v-line and a few dark curls were peeking out from beneath the pale mint green sheets of their king size double bed.

Tõru's own eyes flickered open at the fingers tracing his abdomen, slowly and slyly inching lower and lower, the arm wrapped around her moved to run his fingers up and down her spine. “Good morning gorgeous,”

His voice deep, raspy and filled with sleep, his eyes soft and gentle. Wrapping his arm back around her waist he pulled her closer, chests touching,

“Do we have any plans today?”

Shaking his head in reply to her question, she grinned “Good, cause we are staying here all day, cause I think we should stay in bed and make love.”

Humming, he flipped his wife over onto her back, hovering over her he murmured, "I like the sound of that," before leaning down attaching his lips to her.

〰When he gets too drunk kinda get pissed off that I can’t stay mad at his ass that long cuz’ he tells me he loves me damn he’s so lucky〰

“Hi Y/n, I’m so sorry to be calling you this late” Iwaizumi’s voice filled the speaker of her phone.

“No need to apologise to me Hajime. What’s happened? What has he done?”

The sigh that she got in reply to her question was all she needed to know that he had gotten incredibly drunk and was most likely babbling some kind of shit. “I’m on my way, text me the address”

“Shall do, see you soon” Saying her see ya's, Y/n picked up her keys from the side table by the front door and Tõru peacoat from the hook and made her way out the front door, down the steps towards her car cradling her small bump that was beginning to form. It wasn’t a long drive, a maximum of fifteen minutes, parking in a space near the entrance of her husband and his best friends would have there bi-weekly meetups. It was very rare that Tõru would get very drunk but tonight must be one of those nights.

Climbing out of the car, wrapping the coat around her protecting her and the twins from the cold and hiding the pregnancy they were having a reveal party on sunday for both the reveal to there families and the twin’s genders, Y/n and Kyoko were the only who knew the Oikawa’s were having twins, she was saving the news she found out three days ago for sunday and Kiyoko was making the preparations for gender reveal.

Y/n made her way towards the entrance ignoring the looks she was receiving from the lads sitting around the tables out the front and the odd wolf whistle causing her to hold her left hand showing off her sparking engagement ring and wedding band situated on her ring finger before giving them the middle finger flipping them off.

Pushing the door to the pub open she looked around the crowded booze scented room for the father of her babies. She spotted the dark spikey haired ex-ace of Seijoh with his arms crossed shaking his head as he watched his best friend at the table surrounded by a bunch of girls, sigh this reminded her of their high school days, back when their relationship was a secret and his fangirls would surround him.

As she got closer she could hear what he was saying to the girls surrounding him at the table, every time would run her fingers up his arm he would move his arm or bat their hands and remind them he's married before going back to telling them about her.

"I must go ladies, my beautiful wife is waiting for me at home." He drawled out drunkenly trying to get out from between the two women he was sandwiched between yet they just pulled him back to where he was sat moments before, there hands kept wondering and he would bat them

"How long has this been going on?" The h/c asked as she stood next to the dark haired man she had known for over ten years now. Shrugging at her question he replied with "about an hour, so far it's been thoroughly entertaining, they keep trying to hit on him and all he does is tell them how much he loves you and how amazing you are, that could never cheat on you and hurt you in such a way. God he's whipped for you, which finger do you have him wrapped around?"

“All of them,” The women replied with laughter at his words noticing how Tõru's head perked up at the sound of her laughter, looking around the room for her, before whimpering like a lost puppy and letting his head drop to the table, biting her lower lip Y/n had to hold back her laughter at her husband's state, he hadn't been this drunk in a long time.

"I miss her so much I hear her laugh as if she was here. Her laugh is so beautiful and angelic as if the angels are singing. I especially love it when I'm the reason she is laughing."

Picking his phone up of the table the screen lit up and he stared at his lock screen, his eyes glazed over, a gentle smile on face, she knew which photo it was, it had been taken by the photographer at their wedding, it was during their first dance to Black and White by Niall Horan, her head was rest against his chest, an arm wrapped around one another and held hands with their free ones, the photographer had timed it perfectly as to when Tõru lift her left hand to his lips and kiss the rings he slipped onto her finger, one two years prior and the other merely hours before the picture was taken. “I’m so lucky.”

Shaking her head with a smile she shooed the girls at the table way and sat down opposite Tõru reaching out and placing a hand on top of his, but he quickly pulled his hand away giving her a scowl, “Only my wife can hold my hand.”

Oh so that how drunk he is, raising her eyebrows Y/n tilted her head to the left biting back her smile, oh she could have some fun with the fact he was this absolutely sozzled, “Let’s go home Tõru.”

“No, I will only go home if it’s my wife picking me up or if Iwa-Chan drags me out of here.” Tõru whined,

“Ru, I am your wife, come on, let's go home.” He gave her an disinterested look, not believing that his wife was indeed sitting in front of him. Sighing she asked him “Tell me about her,”

He beamed at his wife, excited to tell her about herself, “Oh she’s wonderful, she is utterly amazing, I call her my uptown girl because she is so good for me and deserves more than what I can give her.”

“No I’m sure that’s not true, you're amazing my love.”

Completely blanking what she said he continued “The moment I met her, I knew I would marry her and we are finally getting our own little one, I’m so excited, she is carrying our child, I hope they look like her, I want them to have her beautiful almond e/c eyes, with her gentle delicate features, her freckles, well just a carbon copy of her, that would be perfect.”

She couldn’t help herself as her smile grew larger at his words, her eyes flickered to Iwaizumi, who was gapping in shock in their direction, she gave Iwaizumi a wink and brought a finger to her lips telling him to keep it quiet.

“You see I would rather they looked like you, with your strong features, beautiful chocolate eyes and hair, it would be so cute when you teach them volleyball and we take them out to parks and zoos. We can talk all about this when we are home, come on my love, it’s time to get you home.”

“Y/n?” Suddenly coming out of his drunken daze Tõru looked at his wife, he got up and leant over the table gently cupping her face in his hands and pulling her into a deep kiss not giving to shits that he was basically lead on the sticky alcohol covered table and his mint green button up was going to reek tomorrow, or the taste of bourbon on his lips and tongue as he rough kissed the love his life. Finally managing to pull away from his lips and hold, Y/n smiled at him before saying; “Come on hot stuff, let's get you home.”

〰If that ain’t enough mmm he’s so handsome, handsome, handsome, he’s so handsome. Yeah he really does it for me and then some he’s so handsome, handsome, handsome.〰

Cries filled the early hours of the morning. The town house was dark and everyone was asleep till a few moments ago, flicking the light on his bedside table, "I got 'em." Tõru whispered in a deep husky voice, sleep still very evident as gently kissed his wife's forehead.

"You sure?" She asked, eyes barely open, she caught his muscle of his bare back ripple under his skin as he stretched before he nodded, both knowing full well which twin was crying this early in the morning “Go back to sleep bubs.” he told her as he made his way towards their ajar bedroom door and across the hall to the twins nursery.

It was a beautiful room hand decorated by the parents in soft pastel autumn colours for the season the twins were born in. He made his way to the pale orange cot, finding Kaede stood up holding on to the rail crying her little heart out, her e/c eyes puffy from all her crying as she stared up at her father who had appeared above her cot, her cries turned into soft whimpers as she plopped herself down on her mattress holding her arms up to be picked up and cuddled. She looked exactly like her mother, which of course made Tõru absolutely melt and cave in for his daddy’s girl and she knew even she was only nine months old yet she knew she had her dad wrapped around her tiny fingers, except for her dark curls and her nose; those she revived from her fathers.

"Shhh baby girl, is it your teeth again? Shhh daddy's here." Tõru cooed gently brushing her dark curls from her forehead, "You're going to wake Kaori"

Y/n watched quietly from the doorway as Tõru gently picked their precious beautiful girl up in his arms, his little maple leaf, the meaning behind her name, he gently hummed a nameless song to Kaede as he rocked her back to sleep in his arms, with slow quiet steps made his way towards the pastel green cot to find his son, still fast asleep, the boy could sleep through a hurricane and wouldn't wake up. Kaori h/c curls were ruffled from where he had fidget in his sleep, going from lying on his back to now on his front with his tiny little bottom in the air and his legs tucked under him. Drool leaking from the corner of his mouth where he was in such a deep sleep, he was a replica of his father apart from his h/c curls.

Kaori, his name meaning strong, was named as such because of his difficult start in life, he was slightly smaller than his sister, both being born a month prematurely, had to be kept in the under close observation due to his small size and that when he was born he wasn't breathing and his heartbeat was extremely low to the point the doctors didn’t believe it was beating. The doctors warned Tõru and Y/n to be prepared there was 90% that he may not make it. It wasn't till a month after their birth and Kaori finally got the all clear he would make it they finally named them, so that is how he got his name because he was so strong and fought so hard to live.

Fatherhood really suit him, even with the bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep over the last year, he regularly had a few days worth of stubble along his jawline and now lived in jeans and old t-shirts at home, the amount of times one of the twins had been sick down one of their shoulders when they burped them was an regular thing yet they learned quick enough to wear old t-shirts and to keep the muslin over their shoulders too. She didn’t know this handsome man could get any handsomer, but here he was looking like something straight out of a parenthood magazine.

Gazing down at his bundles of joy he couldn’t help the tears that welled up in his eyes, they were his whole world and he would do anything for them. As if sensing his father watching him, Kaori dark chocolate brown eyes fluttered open to see his father and little sister, sitting up rubbing his eyes with his tiny fist before curiously peering up at his father before looking around the room spotting his mother in the doorway.

Kaori began babbling and his arms reaching out for his mother who was lingering in the doorway, Tõru glanced over his shoulder seeing his wife there with a guilty smile on her face chewing at her lower a lip before she made her way into the room scooping her mummy’s boy into her arms, the boy instantly snuggled into his mother neck falling back to sleep instantly.

Y/n nodded her head in the direction of their room and let out a soft chuckle and nodded. Placing the twins in the middle of their bed, the couple climbed in either side of them, gazing down at the little people they had created.

“I want another one.” Tõru murmured as Kaede wrapped her fingers around his pinky holding it in her tight grip. Running her fingers through Kaori curls she glanced at her husband.

“Now is probably the right time to tell you, I’m six weeks pregnant.”

She watched as his eyes widened at her words, “Really?” He asked, his voice shaking, cracking slightly as he asked, praying it wasn’t a dream, hoping that they would be expanding their little family even more. “Yes, I went to the doctors this morning and she confirmed I was six weeks.” She nodded, confirming his question. He couldn't help the tears begin to stream down his face, he was just as happy and excited as the first time she told him.

“Thank you, for making me once again the happiest man on the planet.” He said leaning over the sleeping twins in the middle to place a delicate kiss against her lips before rolling up his old alien t-shirt and kissing her stomach. “I can’t wait to meet you little one.”

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Daichi ~ he's going to call you precious, or something that is precious, like lil gem or my precious one.

Sugarwara ~ sweetie, sweetness, sweet cheeks, sugar, sugarcane, sugar cube, legit anything to sugar and sweet his favourite to call you after sharing a kiss or two is sugar lips.

Tsukishima ~ anything dino related, if you're being hard headed or something like that, he's gonna call you Trike or Triceratops. If yah gonna stomp around all angry and moody, rexy, Tyrannosaurus Rex, is his go to. If you're not thinking things through and jumping to conclusions he's gonna call you Steggy or Stegosaurus. But his go to, all the time, especially if you're smaller than him is Compsognathus or Compy for short.

Tendo ~ Truffle. Hands down is going to call you truffle. 1. Because they are super hard to find and it took him so long to find you 2. He loves making chocolate truffles.

Ushijima ~ he's gonna be a cutie, and go for something totally unlike his personality and have a delicate nickname for you like snowflake.

Semi ~ he'd be standard I think, like Baby or babe to begin with anyway, but over time he will call you his rock chic, or rock and roll queen.

Atsumu ~ he's the kind to call you gorgeous or beautiful, potentially sexy legs too.

Osamu ~ you know this boy is going to call you something food related, and his love for onigiri is shown with his nickname Giri, or rice ball.

Kita ~ that boy would treasure you! So it's only right he would call you that!

Terushima ~ I think it would take him time to finally come up with a nickname for you, he would call you baby forever till he realises how easily he can make you blush, then he's calling yah peaches forever.

Kuroo ~ I know, I know you're expecting me to say he's going to call you Chibi-Chan but that's so overused! This boy is gunna go with something like Doll, anything like that, doll face is a favourite!

Kenma ~ I could see him nicknaming you after a video game character, like Yoshi maybe...?

Iwaizumi~ ah well shit this sci-fi loving lad is gunna name yah after anything sci-fi, he'd give you the nickname bumblebee one day and you'd think it's cause of black and yellow top made you look like one while you buzzed around the house but nooooo it's cause you reminded him of the Transformer Bumblebee

Oikawa ~ in public he's gonna call go with royalty pet names like my queen yah know all that jazz, but when its just the two of you he's gonna call you bubble or bubble boo or even bubs or boo for short, cause you are his safety bubble, where he can be himself.

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Oikawa gazed gently at the women next to him, as she laughed at something Iwaizumi had said, the sound was like a melody to his ears, he loved the way the smile brighten her features, strands of her hair were coming loose from the messy quick bun she had thrown it up in when she had gotten to hot in the bar they were sat in. Her check flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbow and tucked into her stone washed denim Levi’s. She looked like someone from a Texan ranch, but he loved it, he loved how her styles would just change within a spilt second, she went from looking like a cowgirl to wearing a dress and heels looking a million bucks with what looks like no effort, yet of course he knew how much effort she put in when she did dress up.

After the girls he dated through his high school years to the move to Argentina and his time he spent in Brazil, he had heard that it’s not me it’s you line one to many in relation to his love and passion for volleyball.

All the tears, beers and wasted years on weeds that looked like daisies until he finally found the rose, the woman he fell head over heels in love with in what felt like seconds and she loved and adored him just as much.

He was used to the out of blue it overs, the ones who just stop texting back. All heart breaks and goodbyes that didn’t feel good back then now seem worth it, now he has found his other half, the one that always knew the right words to say at the right time.

He could remember the ones who were only with him for his status and money, the ones that we’re crazy and the girl next door one’s, but he had finally found the one he knew he could love and not fear getting his heart broken because she had gone through all the same with the boys she had dated.

Oikawa remembered the girl his parents thought he was going to marry and how much his mother loved, more than him, he thought at times. He was pretty sure she loved this girl even more now, he had picked the ring, he had the perfect idea planned out for the proposal he just had to wait until the time was right.

He knew he wasn’t dating girls anymore, he had finally found his women, the one he knew he could cherish, love and adore for the rest of his life.

Yeah, Oikawa was grateful for all the almost maybes.

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~ Cana ~

🃑 Cana is a total softy and will treat you like the royalty you deserve to be treated like 🃑 She would totally show you off! 🃑 But we all know she has trust issues especially after her father, so she will need reassurance from time to time, you’ll need to just gently remind her that you choose her and you love her, don’t get angry if she asks where you are and who you’re with she just needs a little reassurance. 🃑 She is also protective AF 🃑 Fights anyone who flirts with you when they don’t get the memo that you’re taken. 🃑 totally would use Fairy Glitter if you get hurt. 🃑 Competitive as anything, especially when it comes to drinking but then again no one can drink this girl under the table. 🃑 She will respect your PDA choices up until she is drunk then she gets a little out of hand, being very touchy and hands sneaking to place they shouldn’t in public. 🃑 She’s the kind to spoil you on dates, taking you out for dinner and refusing to let you pay.

~ Lisanna ~

🐦 She’s another softy! 🐦 Easily jealous she feels threatened by other being around you and hates when you smile and laugh with them so just give her some comfort, give her hand a squeeze, little things like that just to reminded her. 🐦 She trust you though even if she doesn’t like the others around you. 🐦 You’d make a great team for missions! 🐦 She would pander to you, always get what you want and indgules you. 🐦 Her favourite dates are cinema ones!

~ Lucy ~

🌸 This girl doesn’t take shit from anyone! 🌸 Yet she would be be loving and kind to her S/o still won’t take any shit though! 🌸 Arguments she’s going to speak her mind and be may say something she doesn’t mean and hurt your feelings. 🌸 She the kind to show her feelings for you through something she’s written like a poem or a short story. 🌸 Her favourite way to spend time with you, date wise, is romantic pamper night, like sharing a relaxing candle lit bath filled with petals, and scented oils.

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