Seowon

────────────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────────────

Reader could be nekomas manager and also a great cook and baker and likes to bring food to practice to feed the team. Canonically Kenma has the smallest appetite out of all the characters in Haikyuu so it might be fun to have Kenma be reluctant to eat reader's food at first but over time he starts enjoying it and he starts liking them because of how nice they are. He could confess by giving reader something he made/baked himself :")

TOO CUTEEE Thank you so much for requesting! I hope I did your prompt some justice..😞😞!!

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Fluff

Kenma x Reader

2.1 k words ────────────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────────────

Kenma sighs as he wipes the sweat off his forehead with a towel. Nekoma had just finished their practice and everyone was exhausted. Kuroo walks over to Y/N as she finished distributing water bottles and they discussed for a bit and Kenma couldn't help but look over. Kuroo was immediately blurred out and the spotlight became on you and he took notice of small things like the way you use your hands to convey your emotions and your chirpy behavior. He wanted to try to talk to you.

You were a 2nd year student who had just recently joined as their manager and you immediately made a difference to the team. Your personality brought light into their lives and they couldn't have been more grateful that you decided to join them. Kenma included.

"Oh!" you exclaim and the team immediately turns towards you

"I baked apple pie for you guys as a sweet treat for working so hard during practice! Only get one slice!" You smile as you present your proud work through a beautifully golden glazed apple pie.

"Y/NNNN" Yamamoto cries as he runs at you. You jump a little and Yaku kicks him away to protect you. "Sorry about Yamamoto. You really didn't have to do that for us Y/N. Thank you." Nobuyuki smiles at you. "It's no problem! You guys know how much I love baking." You said, smiling back.

It's true. You often had baked some sweet treat or snack the night before a practice or a game for them and you simply said it was because you just wanted to. That was another reason why the team loved you. There was a running joke that your nickname was 'Magic Hands' among the team because of how good your food tasted. Kenma usually never ate any of them because his stomach would usually hurt if he ate something after practices.You took no offence because you knew how his stomach was. 

However this time, the aroma of cinnamon and warm apples to the buttery crust and slight vanilla was something that Kenma absolutely could not ignore. After all, it is his favorite food.

You hand Kuroo a slice and he indulges it in one bite. His eyes widen wide and he makes a sound that you're unsure is a good sign or a bad sign. He suddenly falls to one knee with his face toward the ground and you suddenly worry that it tasted bad.

He looks up at you with serious eyes and you look back at him with nervousness.

"Y/N, please marry me and bake for me foreve-" Kuroo's head drops down immediately as you throw a fist against his head and has the whole team on the ground laughing. "Don't joke about that stuff.. I thought it actually tasted bad.." you mutter.

The team laughs as they get up and grab their slice and hold everything in them to not react the same when they had taken their bite. Kenma, who was sitting down and looking at his phone, is now in line as he curiously peeks over at the pie behind someone's shoulder.

"Ah! Kenma, do you want a slice?" You say as you point at the near-gone pie. He gives a slight nod which has you beam at him. Your smile was too wide for him and he had to look away to hide the slight fluster on his face. "Tell me what you think about it, I would really appreciate it!" you say as you hand him a perfect slice. He murmurs a quick and quiet 'thank you' before returning to the bench.

He stares at the sector as he slightly grimaces at the thought of his food in his stomach but he carefully uses his fork to pierce a small part of it. He puts it in his mouth and his eyes widen. He thought Kuroo was just trying to be a flirt and mess with you but his reaction was really no lie. That was the best apple pie he ever had and he goes back for another bite. His eyes glinted at the taste of fresh apple as well as the kisses of cinnamon and he couldn't help but smile. He was so busy indulging in the desert that he didn't notice you sitting next to him.

"How was it?" You say as you tilt your head to look at his face. He slightly jumps because he didn't notice you and looks down at his plate. It was... really good." Kenma’s voice softened, and a faint pink tinged his cheeks as he added, "Apple pie is my favorite. A large smile becomes plastered on your face. You knew that he never really ate your food because you presented them at the wrong time but you couldn't help but be so happy that he enjoyed it.

"I'm so glad to hear that! I'll definitely make it for you guys again." You say with a determined look. Kenma nods as you sit up and join with the others as he looks down at his empty plate with not a hurting stomach, but a fluttering heart.

After that day, you continued to make more treats and Kenma started to eat more of them. Your cooking, for some reason, never hurt his stomach and he enjoyed you talking to him asking for his opinion.

"Kenma, how do you like it?" You say sitting down next to him as he takes another bite of your onigiri that you had made for post-practice. "It's really good.. I never really eat these but they are really good.." he says honestly. You smile and you lean back against the bench. "You can tell me if it doesn't taste good though, I need more feedback than just that! I promise my feelings won't hurt." You say but then Kenma sits up right before looking into your eyes.

"No.. I promise your food is always really good. It doesn't make my stomach hurt and it's really delicious. I'm being honest." He slightly glances at the ground, embarrassed at his confession.

You were surprised. That was the first time you had heard so much come out of him and you had tried to make small conversation since you joined. You gently take his hands and you cup them into yours and he looks up flustered. "That means so much coming from you Kenma, thank you so much." You say as your eyes glint and the corners of your mouth curl. Kenma looks down at the ground quickly so his hair could cover his pink hued face and he tries to keep down the thumping in his chest. "Y-yeah, no problem." He says weakly. You continued to sit next to him as you talked about other things in which he replied his best without showing his flustered state.

Every time you brought something, you immediately took place next to Kenma as he held a plate and started a conversation with him. He didn't hate it, but he hated the fact that he couldn't stop being flustered by you. He still participated in the conversations and slowly, you both got close to one another. You talked to him in the halls and before and after practices. Slowly he became more confident talking to you. While his confidence grew, so did his feelings for you.

"You like Y/N, don't you?" Kuroo says as he looks out the school window. Kenma suddenly loses his game that he was playing on his phone and he slowly turns to horrifically look up at the black haired man. "N-no-" "Don't even try hiding it," Kuroo smirks. "You seem to really like her. You should confess to her, bake her something cute!" Kenma looks down, embarrassed that he could have been so obvious about his feelings for you. He begins to worry that the others had noticed but then he actually considers his suggestion of confessing.

"I don't know how to.." he mumbles into his hair. "Look up youtube videos, you're smart!" Kuroo smirks wider. Kenma grumbles with annoyance but Kuroo didn’t know that later that night, he began to watch baking tutorials.

Slightly determined and motivated with adrenaline, he puts on his mom's apron and ties his hair in a half ponytail bun and sets out his ingredients. 3 hours later, he had 3 batches of burnt, liquid, or dry cake. He unties his apron angrily as he tries to give up but stops. He really likes you and wants to show it to you so he puts the apron back on and shyly asks his mom if she could help him. After hours of frustration and a little help from his mom, Kenma finally had a cake he was proud of.

The next day is a Saturday. Last night, he nervously texted you to ensure you would be home and not busy. To his relief you weren't and he took the cake out of the fridge and put it in a cake case. His emotions were slowly bubbling up inside of him, and he felt like his stomach was about to hurt, so he decided that he would get to your house quickly. What if he ruins your friendship? What if you reject him? Thoughts slowly crept up on him as he was walking towards your house.

Kenma stared at the cake in his hands. ‘What if Y/N doesn’t like it? What if she laughs? Or worse… what if she feels sorry for me?’ Thoughts begin to emerge in his head and then suddenly he arrives at your door. He snapped out of it and slowly reached for the doorbell. He looks down at his feet and then suddenly the door opens which has him popup also. "Kenma? What're you doing here?" No matter how close you had become, he couldn't help but become shy as you stood with the door open in your loungewear.

"I.. I just.. Well I just wanted.. To.." Kenma mutters out. Too nervous to declare the words he had practiced so hard the night before.

You smile at him as you waited for his words to come out. You were always so patient with him, his heart couldn't help but to pound a bit more against his ribs. He really didn’t want to mess this up with you. He wanted to show you how he really felt.

After what he feels like is forever, he takes a deep breath and gathers all the confidence he had left in his body.

Kenma shifted on his feet, his voice barely above a whisper. “I really... I really like you, Y/N.” His eyes fixed on the ground as if afraid to meet hers. He slightly extends the baked good in his hands. "I baked this cake for you because I wanted to show you that.. You really mean a lot to me. I really.. really like you." 

He closes his eyes and you don't say anything back. The silence almost shatters his heart and panic immediately rises in his chest as he thinks of the worst. He suddenly just wishes he would just disappear or a hole would appear to consume him. This was definitely not what he had prepared himself for.

He starts to take the cake back in but then it gets taken from his hands suddenly. He looks up only to be enveloped in a big hug. Your arms wrap around him as your face hides within the curve of his neck. His eyes widen as he accidentally breathes in the scent of your hair somewhat calming him a bit down. He stood shocked and flustered and slowly let his arms wrap around you and he reciprocated by furrowing his face into the crevice of your neck.

You pull back with a wistful smile as you tuck away a strand of his bleached hair that had gotten in front of his face. "I like you too, Kenma. A lot." His eyes widen and his heart feels like it's about to soar. Your smile suffocates him and he couldn’t believe you liked him back. His throat clenches up because he feels like he's about to cry because he's never felt this kind of way before.

“Really?” He questions. “Really.” You lean forwards to deliver a kiss on his cheek to confirm it and it becomes your turn to be flustered. “I’ve liked you for a while Kenma and I was just surprised that you had confessed first..” He finally starts to breathe and the air tasted so fresh that he felt his lungs had become new again. His arms are wrapped around you again for another hug and you are both standing at the door for what seems like an eternity. Slowly, you both pull back and you pick up the cake that you had set aside. 

"Come in," You say with a wide smile. "Let's enjoy the cake together."

It has been a long time since Kenma has smiled so widely.

of course! Thanks for requesting!

𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

Ushijima x Reader

1.0k words

────────────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────────────────

Winter festivals were never Ushijima Wakatoshi's thing, but ever since he met you, he had made some exceptions. You were so excited about the upcoming winter festival as you loved the holiday spirit and celebrating with people while cozying under scarves and drinking hot cocoa.

Your winter break just started and Ushijima was walking you home. You couldn't contain your excitement about the upcoming festival and kept talking about it as Ushijima listened. The corner of his eyes crinkles slightly at your rosy cheeks and how your eyes were glittering in excitement. He takes your hand in his and puts it in his pocket to keep warm as you continue to talk about it while smiling a little wider.

The night of Christmas Eve has finally come and Ushijima was waiting outside your door. He exhaled to see the cloud of vapor that came from his warmth and you suddenly came out frantic with your hat barely on your head and your jacket in one arm.

"Ushi! I'm sorry I kept you waiting in the cold, I was taking too long getting ready" You exclaim as you catch your breath and put your shoes on all the way.

He couldn't help but find your frantic appearance adorable and he adjusted your hat and helped you put your jacket in the other arm. "It's alright. I didn't wait long." You smile at him as he helps you and it immediately warms him up, extinguishing the cold that once enveloped him. "Let's go now, it should be starting soon." He says as he extends his hand which has you quickly take it in excitement.

You both start walking and you couldn't help but to smile into your scarf at the fact that your stoic boyfriend who never attends anything festive would go to a festival for you. You look up at him while walking and he notices and stops to look down at you. "Is there something wrong?" he asks. You shake your head lightly as you grin at him. "I'm just glad you're coming with me. I know you probably didn't want to." His face unchanged, he shakes his head and lightly tucks a strand of your hair away from your face. "I like whatever makes you happy." This gets you to smile wider as you continue to walk while lightly swinging your arms.

You arrive at the festival and your eyes widen in immediate happiness. The Christmas lights twinkle luminously with various colors and patterns and the streets are crowded with people laughing and singing with joy. A giant Christmas tree sits at the center decorated with ornate objects and paper wishes and your heart couldn't feel any warmer from the sight.

"Ushi, let's get hot coco first!" You say brightly as you point towards a hot cocoa stand. Ushijima nods as he takes your lead and offers to pay for your hot cocoa. The warmth from the cup brings comfort into your hand and you sigh at the richness of the chocolate. Ushijima takes a sip and closes his eyes, savoring the heat of the drink and letting it envelop his body.

You continue walking around with both your hands warmed up with your coco and Ushijima's hand and you couldn't feel happier. You both check out the petting zoo with a pony and tiny goats and the little shops that are selling aromatic candles that smell like holly, cinnamon, and clove. You buy some small things from these little shops as presents and souvenirs as Ushijima quietly follows you around.

Finally, you walk up to the tree while finishing your last drop of hot cocoa. "Ushi, let's write a wish together!" You turn to the olive haired volleyball player as he also finishes his drink. He nods and lets go of your hand to retrieve the paper ornaments and pencils. He comes back and you two are writing on the ornament and you slightly shield yours by turning away so he doesn't see what you're writing. You both finish writing and he puts his up and he helps you put yours up next to his.

You lean against his shoulder and wrap your arms around his bicep as you look up to see your ornaments hang. "Look at what I wrote," You say while pointing to it.

'I wish that Ushi and I can go to the winter festival together every year' is what it read and Ushijima had a small soft smile spread on his face. "I wrote a similar thing." he says and you look up to read his. 'I wish to come back again with Y/N every year.' You turn your head to look up at him and you open your mouth into a wide smile. "Really? You liked coming here with me?" He nods as he turns and faces you as his olive eyes warmly locked with yours. "I want to be wherever you are Y/N," Your face flushes and you look down at your hands fiddling with your scarf as you mumble into it "Why're you suddenly so mushy Ushi," You say still smiling. He takes his hand and lifts your chin gently and his face seems significantly closer to yours. "Am I not allowed to?" he responds back.

You stare at each other's eyes and then the clock bell rings and the area suddenly gets louder as people around start wishing 'Merry Christmas' to one another. You look back into his eyes and he suddenly leans in, pressing his lips gently against yours. Your eyes widen in surprise but you quickly respond back and close them.

The rich cocoa flavor mixed between you both as it still lingered in your mouths. The kiss warmed your faces and you both stayed there for a while with Ushijima's hand on your cheek and your hands holding onto his jacket. You both slowly pulled back and you couldn't contain your smile in which he reciprocated back with a rare one.

"Merry Christmas Ushi." You say with an eye-closing grin.