“I know I know I’m sorry. I realized it the second I spoke. Can i just hold you. Please. I know that’ll make you feel better”

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Y/n was whiny when she was tired. And I don’t just mean end of the day sleepy. I mean hasn’t slept in a while stressed but is trying to push through this day bc she knows she can sleep in tired.

When she was like this she was trying her hardest to hold in the frustrations so she could just go hone and relax.

Now im not saying he loved this side of her. In fact 9 out of 10 times he was there ready to comfort her and cuddle so she could sleep. But on rare occasions he was ready to tease her bc HE was in a great goofy mood.

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Y/n walked into their apartment not having enough energy to even think about cooking. So she put the food they pulled out this morning away and laid across the couch to decide where to order take out from while slowly dozing off.

Then he walked in, in a great cherry mood after a work day for them.

“Honey!!! Where ya at” he announced himself usually seeing you cooking in the kitchen at this time. You peep yourself over the couch upset bc you couldn’t fall alseep fast enough. With your face visually saying I’m tired and I don’t wanna do anything.

“What’s wrong sugar?” He questioned with this sneaking grin on his face. He knew for the most part what was wrong. “I invited F/n over for dinner, what are we cooking?”

“I was actually thinking about take out? I can add something for him too. Is he staying long I still have a lot to dooo” you dragged out the sentence whining about how you have this and that chore to do. How you still gotta do some stuff to prepare to work tomorrow. And yadda yadda.

He laughed at you bc in his perspective you were being your usually dramatic self. And whining was just making him laugh on top of it.

“It’s not funny!!” You slap him away pushing his chest away.

“Welp come on let figure out what we want to eat” he says pulling up good and searching up their favorite sushi place. “What are you thinking?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know if I want sushi?”

Next thing you know he’s laying on top of of you suffocating you. “What do you meaannnn you don’t want sushi. We always get this take out. What do you want instead.

“I don’t know. I just know I don’t want that” She sighed.

“Well if you don’t know imma just get the usual” he chuckled through

Y/n sighed. She just wanted to relax, she didn’t want f/n to come over, she didn’t want sushi. She wanted a nap. And her boyfriend wasn’t making it easier. Then their were tears in her eyes. It felt stupid, no one really did anything. No one really hurt her but she’s just tired and frustrated. Then came the sniffle.

“Y/n?” He shifted off of you. He knew you were tired. He was hoping the joking around and snuggling you would calm you a bit. It usually does. But clearly today was different. “Baby, what is it. What’s up?”

“I’m just tired. It was a long day and I don’t wanna do any thing else. I don’t wanna exert any more energy.” A couple more tears escaped your eyes. Quickly wiping them away.

He pulled your body close. Kissing your head. “Y/n Im sorry usually me coming home brightens your whole day, I should have asked before dicking around trying to get you to forget your day” releasing you to look at your face cleary.

“No it’s dumb I’m just so tired after working so long yesterday, barley sleeping and having to work again today. It’s not your fault” she mumbled.

“Nahhhh I’ll cancel now on f/n you know I have no problem sitting here with you all night” there was the smile, no longer his sneaking up to no good smile but a genuine love for her smile. Appreciated as always y/n hugged him back agree to snuggling up to him for a perfect nap.

Lesson of the story was for him to not always assume making you laugh and being a dick when your whining is the best way to go. As much as he loves to make you whine and complain to him some days are better to just let you be a baby and he can be the one to take care of you.

Is extremely careful not to nudge it, grab it, or squeeze your face too tight. Almost too cautious with you. It’s a piercing not a surgery wound or a broken bone. Tells you how good you look with it. Makes sure that you clean it regularly so that it doesn’t get infected. So excited for you to change it out once it’s healed. Has already bought you new earings for it

>>> Daichi, Asahi, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Iwa, Akaashi, Kita, Osamu, Kiyoomi (probably gets super stressed about them)

Love the new piercing thinks you look super hot with it. But omg does this man forget about it. It does not stop him from grabbing your face or head and squeezing it on accident. To be fair he just wants kisses and is not used to you cringing away when he smooshes your face. He’s the reason why it hasn’t healed yet but when he does he’ll be messing with it all the time. Even though it’s a subconscious thing now.

Their sister is only a couple months younger than them so she’s in the same class and everything. They got her when she was about 4 years old.

The two are completely different people to her than how they act to each other obviously. Total sweat hearts to their sister.

Atsuma loves trying to make her pick sides in any argument him and Samu have. Even if he’s the one in the wrong he’s been bribing her since the day she came home.

When she came home and hated the idea of being adopted - yk the normal ideology that her parents didn’t love her, and her new parents could never love her like they love them - both twins were ready to comfort her

While Samu was better with words, always knew exactly what to say

When it came to just crying or panic attacks Samu had to step aside for Atsuma as he was quicker with emotion reaction and Samu was more for logic.

Their parents never treated anyone different this was the twins never had an excuse to treat her anything less than like a sister

When it came to playing volleyball their sister played all throughout grade school, middle and as a first year but really just grew out of it.

With that being said she’s still just as athletic and has full understanding of the sport so she’s obviously their biggest fan

She’s basically an unofficial manager bc she’s always hanging around waiting to go home and she’s been around the team forever

Even though she’s adopted she’s just as chaotic as the twins.

The team has plenty of blackmail and stories to share that could embarrass her as well as the boys

While she gets involved in the bickering she’s also one of the only people who can get them to shut up when needed.

They both mutually shut up the second the feel like something off with her or don’t get me started with the first time they see her flirting with a classmate

Girl or Boy the Miya twins are giving the third degree. Atsuma asking all the questions Samu giving all the dirty looks

The shock on their face when they find out she’s actually been secretly dating Aran 🥴

Kita was the only one that knew and that’s bc he’s too observant and their sister trust him so much.

Atsuma having too much respect for him to give him the third degree questions he had prepared for this moment.

Fluff

Warning: didn’t fully proof read, female reader, hating oneself for being tall

“My package is finally here! You have to stick around for the fashion show!” Y/n grinned at her fiancé eagerly as he was trying to go relax post work out. “Toru, pleaseeeee I’ve been waiting for these new overalls specifically! I’m hoping they’ll look as good as I imagined,” Oikawa decided to give in to her, how could he not when she’s been there for every moment of his big or small.

“Okokok, I’m ready,” he chucked as he made himself comfortable on the couch as she ripped apart the package from the door. “Man I’m so glad to see all of our extra cash is going to you with the numerous amount of packages being delivered lately.” Y/n ignored him as she threw off her bottoms to try on the new corduroy overalls she’s had her eyes on for quite some time. She could tell as she was pulling them up they didn’t quite fit her 6 foot tall frame like she was hoping despite her ordering a size up just in case. Maybe I can make them work still right? She thought to herself. Looking down and seeing how mad it truly was, not only the horrible length, but everything hugged and squeezed in the wrong spot as they weren’t made for someone with those proportions. Only truly bummed bc this is always how it goes when she finds something she loves. Guess I’ll just still to athletic wear and leggings, those never fail me. Y/n started in her head again.

“Well love, what else did you get? I’m waiting for the rest of the show!” Oikawa started without realizing the mood shift in y/n.

“I don’t know, something tells me the rest of the stuff may not fit to my liking.” Once she spoke it immediately hit him, maybe he was too tired at first being he’s freshly home from a workout, but he noticed it there.

“What’s wrong? So they aren’t quite long enough, won’t be the first time we’ve encountered this?” He knows where this next responds is going. He knows you get insecure about your height. About being nearly as tall as him. About half the clothes and styles you want to try not being suited for you. But he also thought we were over the deepest parts of it.

“I know, I know,” a sniffle that caught his ear drums and he’s immediately up and standing in front of you. “I’m just tired of never being able to dress cute or falling inlove with an item if clothing just to my suprise,” the sarcasm they came out of this line made Oikawa shake his head while grabbing your waste. “they don’t fit, they never fit. I guess it’s just not normal for a girl to be this tall?? Hell I’m taller then you simply when I want to wear nice shoes or heels. I can’t even do that if I wanted to without looking like a freak. Don’t you hate it”

A tear fell out of her eye, and Oikawa makes the move to grab your face to look at him. He thought we’ve been over this, so many times. He’s never once hated your height, in fact it’s the one thing that’s drawn him to you from the beginning. He would never have put this ring in your finger if he hated you. And your height that’s a part of you.

“Y/n, baby,” his hand slid down to grab your left hand from your side, where it was itching at the fabric of your clothes. “I never would have asked you to be mine, or move across the country, or even ask you to marry me if I hated something so important to you. If you want to think you look like a freak that’s fine, but your my freak. Don’t ever degrade something so important to me.” A soft kiss was placed on your forehead before you decided to really look up at him. “And I swear to God if I’m the reason that I don’t get to see you strut around in heels on our dates we’ll never go out again.”