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A/n: and with that! We got one more to do and I’m done!! I hope y’all enjoy this one cause i stretched a lil outside my writing style
After a long day of work, you'd want nothing more than to lay into the arms of your lover, his hands rubbing the small of your back as you spout expletives about the insanities of the day. The taste of rosé was on the tip of your tongue, mouth salivating about a glass to get you loose and free. To have Shinsou's hands pressing into your kinks and knots of your back was the only thing you'd wish to be fulfilled right now. You jiggled the keys into the lock, grateful for picking the right one as your day had already been full of small and large inconveniences, only to be greeted by the dead air of an empty house.
The darkness was expansive, stretching into the corners and crevices of the space that was made for two. You sighed as you rubbed a hand down your face. The memory of last night's fight came to the forefront of your mind. With the mix of your colorful language and Shinsou's low blows, the night ended with him leaving 2 hours earlier for his patrol and you sleeping alone. Whether he came back after you left for work or not, the place looked the same way you left it; dead and empty.
Let me be patient let me be kind
Make me unselfish without being blind
Though I may suffer, I'll envy it not
And endure what comes
'Cause he's all that I got and tell him
Your bag slipped from your shoulder and onto the floor, yet the ghost of its weight bore heavy still. You trudged to the kitchen, the light's intensity burning your eyes. Usually, you would be greeted with the span of Shinsou's back as he whipped up a recipe he found online from a random food newsletter. He'd turn around, draw you in for a welcoming kiss on the lips, before pulling away from your face, the same teasing smirk curling on his face from your demands for more. The illusion sank into the floor like sand through a strainer as you approached the fridge door, revealing your uneaten portion of the takeout he bought yesterday. It was an apology for coming home late, yet the food witnessed pent-up anger and vehement words thrown back and forth from the kitchen to the front door. It saw your puffy wet cheeks swiped harshly by the pads of your fingers. You don't even know if there were tear stains on your pillow from crying yourself to sleep or not. The beeps of the microwave interrupted your sorrowful memories. The scent of your favorite takeout didn't help your sadness. Your comfort food wasn't comforting at all. It looked enough for two. With a sigh, you pushed the container away, your worries filling your stomach. He hasn't texted you all day. The itch to send an apology was becoming more of a rash, more conscious, and annoying thought in your mind. But apology be damned, you'd die with your pride if that's all that's left.
Or that was the thought before you laid in your large bed. The cold clung to Shinsou as if claiming possession. It felt lighter than before, as you slept with your walls in his absence. And like the fall of Rome, they fell slowly but surely. Your chest racked, hiccups passing your lips only to be muffled by your pillow.
Tell him I need him
Tell him I love him
And it'll be alright
Maybe it was time to stop playing so tough, because whether he was hurting or not, it was hurting you. As you reached out onto the nightstand, you prayed your phone would ping first, his contact lighting up your screen. But it never came. Biting the bullet, your heavy fingers went to work, typing up a storm before deleting everything. A shaky sigh broke past your lips as you tossed the phone on his side of the bed, the message still on display for the dark to see.
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Hinata loved you. He loved the giddy feeling he got around you, he liked your personality, he liked your hair, he liked your nose, and he loved your lips.
As dorky as it is, sometimes he’d fantasize about kissing those lips, then he’d get that flustered feeling.
Ah. That flustered feeling. It was hard to explain. Every time you’d be in proximity to him, his heart would skip a beat. Being next to you felt like listening to a nostalgic song, one that made his heart pump faster and makes his cheeks warm with electricity.
His feelings for you were so strong, and his mannerisms around you made it obvious. His teammates teased him, but he didn’t mind. He liked gushing over you. He liked a lot of things about you.
But he especially loved your eyes. They were so full of life and honesty, he could stare at them all day.
Hinata bit the top of his pencil, letting thoughts of you flow freely in his brain, appreciating each and every one. It wasn’t often that his thoughts weren’t frantic, usually jumping from volleyball to his grades and so forth, but when he thought of you... every thing slowed and calmed.
He stared at the back of your head, admiring the way your hair looked today with a giddy grin on his face.
“Idiot. You should just confess already,” muttered Kageyama. Hinata threw an offended scowl his direction.
He was right, he should confess. Yeah! He’d write you a heartfelt letter about how he felt!
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Dear (y/n) :-]
I’m not sure how to start off this letter off so I’m just going to out and say it! I love you so much!
I love the way that you walk in the hallways, the way you cheer me on at games, and the way you cover your mouth when you laugh!
But what I really like about you is how you look at me. You’ve never made fun of me for being small, and you’ve never underestimated me. You’re such a great person!
I love you so much! I know it’s really corny but I really, really, really do!!!!!!!!! I even got help from Tsukishima to write this letter so it could be perfect for you.
You’re my best friend, and I want to be more.
Please be my partner!
~Hinata Shoyo
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If Hinata could describe how he felt right now he’d say that it felt like there were flies dancing around in his belly. His stomach churned with anticipation, and suddenly felt the strong urge to use the bathroom.
But no, not right now. He watched as your eyes flew across the paper, taking account into every word and sentence. He wondered how you felt in that moment, as you stood in front of him, biting that lip he wanted so bad to peck.
“This is really sweet,” you mumbled, your eyes glued to the page.
After what it felt like a million years, you looked up from the paper with a small, sympathetic smile.
You folded the paper back up and handed it to him, and with those eyes, full of honesty, you apologized.
“I’m so sorry Shoyo. I don’t feel the same. I hope we can still be friends.”
You turned and walked off, while he stood, with a blank stare and a broken heart.
That was the day Hinata realized he couldn’t have everything he wanted, no matter how passionate he was about it.
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Hinata loved you. He loved the giddy feeling he got around you, he liked your personality, he liked your hair, he liked your nose, and he loved your lips.
As dorky as it is, sometimes he’d fantasize about kissing those lips, then he’d get that flustered feeling.
Ah. That flustered feeling. It was hard to explain. Every time you’d be in proximity to him, his heart would skip a beat. Being next to you felt like listening to a nostalgic song, one that made his heart pump faster and makes his cheeks warm with electricity.
His feelings for you were so strong, and his mannerisms around you made it obvious. His teammates teased him, but he didn’t mind. He liked gushing over you. He liked a lot of things about you.
But he especially loved your eyes. They were so full of life and honesty, he could stare at them all day.
Hinata bit the top of his pencil, letting thoughts of you flow freely in his brain, appreciating each and every one. It wasn’t often that his thoughts weren’t frantic, usually jumping from volleyball to his grades and so forth, but when he thought of you... every thing slowed and calmed.
He stared at the back of your head, admiring the way your hair looked today with a giddy grin on his face.
“Idiot. You should just confess already,” muttered Kageyama. Hinata threw an offended scowl his direction.
He was right, he should confess. Yeah! He’d write you a heartfelt letter about how he felt!
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Dear (y/n) :-]
I’m not sure how to start off this letter off so I’m just going to out and say it! I love you so much!
I love the way that you walk in the hallways, the way you cheer me on at games, and the way you cover your mouth when you laugh!
But what I really like about you is how you look at me. You’ve never made fun of me for being small, and you’ve never underestimated me. You’re such a great person!
I love you so much! I know it’s really corny but I really, really, really do!!!!!!!!! I even got help from Tsukishima to write this letter so it could be perfect for you.
You’re my best friend, and I want to be more.
Please be my partner!
~Hinata Shoyo
-
If Hinata could describe how he felt right now he’d say that it felt like there were flies dancing around in his belly. His stomach churned with anticipation, and suddenly felt the strong urge to use the bathroom.
But no, not right now. He watched as your eyes flew across the paper, taking account into every word and sentence. He wondered how you felt in that moment, as you stood in front of him, biting that lip he wanted so bad to peck.
“This is really sweet,” you mumbled, your eyes glued to the page.
After what it felt like a million years, you looked up from the paper with a small, sympathetic smile.
You folded the paper back up and handed it to him, and with those eyes, full of honesty, you apologized.
“I’m so sorry Shoyo. I don’t feel the same. I hope we can still be friends.”
You turned and walked off, while he stood, with a blank stare and a broken heart.
That was the day Hinata realized he couldn’t have everything he wanted, no matter how passionate he was about it.
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I spat out my hot chocolate when I saw your reqs were open, but I’m so happy 😭 Can I request hc’s of Kuroo, Suna, Bokuto, and Iwaizumi with a black!fem!y/n who’s just vibing in all her natural beauty and it got these bois stunned for a minute? She could be sitting and scrolling through her phone but when the sunlight hits her skin just right *chef’s kiss* or she’s wearing lip gloss and her lips are looking scrumptious. I love seeing these bois simp or be cute 🥺
mix talks: i only take 3 characters for requests, excluding the MSBY team, but luckily i’ve already done something like this for bokuto! also...cute garderner s/o and iwaizumi...
🍋 Suna Rintarou
Suna’s camera roll is 89% just photos of you. His phone background is you, his computer background is a picture of you and him on a water park date. He can’t help himself, he loves looking at you so much.
His favorite time to take all these pictures of you are in the summer at sunset because you always have that pretty glow to your brown skin. You were his pretty little angel, his cute girlfriend that was always so photogenic! If you ever said you weren’t he’d just shoot you a blank look before making you look at all the comments people left about you.
“She’s so cute!” “is this sunas girlfriend” “wats her @” “omfg why is she so gorgeous 🥺😭” “forget suna, i want her 😍”
Sometimes you’d both sit outside at the cafe down the street, sharing a strawberry milkshake or two as you watched the sunset together. Well, you watched it, Suna’s attention was on you, his pretty angel.
“Wow...” You turned your head, seeing the way Suna looked at you. It made your cheeks warm, the pure love in his eyes. He didn’t care if he was exposed right now, a soft smile on his face. You were just...so pretty, he could stare at you for hours. “Rinny, why are you looking at me like a lovesick fool,” you joked, not catching the way his smile dropped and his eyes widened. Now that you had the loving smile on your face, he felt his own face grow warmer. You weren’t just pretty. No, you were beautiful. “Maybe because I am a love sick fool, angel. Y’ever think about that?” You giggled, your hand rubbing his cheek gently. Yeah, this was heaven and he was lucky enough to have this angel as his beautiful and super cute girlfriend.
♨️ Kuroo Tetsuro
It always happened whenever you’d apply lip gloss. Kuroo’s eyes would notice the labeling on the side, a new flavor written on the side from the one you had before. Cherry was written on the side in a fancy red font and he already wanted to kiss you to get a taste.
He knew this brand you used was your favorite, after you gave him a 5 minute lecture about how important it was to support black businesses in Japan and a bonus 30 second part about how good it made your lips look, something he agreed with eagerly.
But you had already been scolding him for making a mess of your mouth by kissing you over and over again, causing you to have lip gloss smeared all over your mouth and his own.
Genuinely, Kuroo couldn’t help himself. You just looked so cute with your lipgloss on and your lips looked so so kissable. He always would let out a frustrated groan whenever you look his direction and pout. His self control was dwindling.
Kuroo was the one pouting now, his arms crossed as he glared at the straw between your lips. He couldn’t believe that stupid white piece of plastic was getting more lip action than he was. “Tetsu,” you called, snapping him out of his angry daze. “Stop glaring a hole into my drink! If you wanted some that bad, you could’ve just asked!” You pushed your drink to him, a playful grin on your face. His eyes were zeroed in on the light red tint left on the straw from your lipgloss. Taking a sip caused him to feel like a teenager in high school again, embarrassed from the thought of this being an indirect kiss. “...Tetsu, you’re looking at my mouth a little hard...” Popping the straw out of his mouth, he grabbed the front of your sweater and pulled you into a deep kiss over the table before letting you go. “Just wanted a quick taste is all,” he hummed, smugly finishing off your drink while you quietly cursed him out for kissing you like that in public.
🎐 Iwaizumi Hajime
Whenever you were in the zone and focused, Iwaizumi felt like he was just put into a trance. You always made this cute face when you were focused, sometimes sticking your tongue out the corner of your mouth. God, his girlfriend was so fucking cute.
When he’d come to visit you at work one a day off he’d catch you in the greenhouse in the back, wearing your cute yellow overalls that were spotted in white flowers and patches of dirt here and there. They contrasted perfectly against your skin, making you look absolutely adorable as you busied yourself watering plants and snipping thorns from stems of flowers.
The urge to pull out his phone and take a quick picture of you was strong, but he stopped himself, focused on surprising you with lunch from your favorite restaurant.
You took such good care of your plants, and even put all the effort you could into training the other employees how to take care of plants as well as little random facts you knew about them.
“Hey, sweetheart.” The way you whipped around excitedly caused Iwaizumi’s heart to squeeze. You were just so fucking adorable. “Hajime!” You put down the watering can and pulled off your gloves before going to pull him into a tight hug. “Haji, what are you-” “I brought you lunch, sweetheart, I know you’ve probably forgot to order something.” The way you pursed your lips immediately answered his question. Getting a quick look at you made his face start to turn a little warm. The sunlight was shining through the panels of the greenhouse, hitting your skin perfectly. You looked...so so gorgeous. “Heh, thank you, Haji.” “...Did I say that outloud?” “You sure did.” “Well...I meant it, now stop working and eat your food before it gets cold, sweetheart.”
It’s common knowledge that Kenma is an introvert, so it was expected of him to not like (y/n) at first.
When he first met him, Kenma had to lean his head back just to see his face, showcasing that annoyingly happy grin that he always wore on his face. He turned away, a light scowl on his face.
(y/n) was always so hard-headed, never listening to anybody. He never analyzed things the way Kenma did, never looked into things the way he did. He relied purely his gut, never putting any thought into things, and it irked Kenma so much.
Until.. it didn’t
Kenma never liked (y/n). He doesn’t like loud, obnoxious people. So why did he feel like this?
They were both polar opposites, and he’d always make sure to steer clear from him. He didn’t need overly positive people like him on his back.
However, (y/n) always made sure to persistently interact with him, even if he showed (presumably) zero interest in communicating with him.
Constantly did he approach him, and it irked Kenma’s soul. Asking him to set the balls to him even though he missed half the time, putting his arm around him after he scores a point against the opposing team, ruffling his blond hair with his huge hands.
“(y/n), get off of me,” he would mumble, and he’d chuckle and press his head to his chest.
He hated whenever people touched him, but he’d turn pink when (y/n) would embrace him so tightly. He thinks it’s embarrassing, (y/n) think it’s cute.
It was strange for the team to see Kenma warm up to him, considering they were on the complete different end of the spectrum. (y/n) was so bubbly and respectful, while Kenma was so quiet and blunt.
Lots of teasing on the teams part. Kenma’s thoroughly tired of it, but he laughs it off and pats Kenma’s head lovingly. He doesn’t even realize that the teasing is meant to embarrass him.
If Kenma were being honest, sometimes (y/n) intimidated him.
He was so tall and friendly, while Kenma couldn’t even interact with people without feeling a wave of disgust and self consciousness crash through his body.
Sometimes, (y/n) likes to cup his cheeks, and tilt his boyfriend’s head up to look at him. Kenma frequently looked down, and (y/n) enjoyed looking at his pretty eyes once in a while.
He’d look away and pout at him, a soft blush on his cheeks. “You’re so weird,” He’d complain in a low voice but never protest against his affectionate actions.
Since he was so much bigger than he was, he’d sit Kenma on his lap while he played his switch. He’d slide his hand up his shirt and rest his palm on his warm tummy, while he groans about he distracting him from his video game.
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