i saw that your requests were open so, what do you think the stoic boys will do when you ask them out first? as in iwaizumi, ushijima (and maybe osamu and tsukki) thank you <3
➵ THEIR REACTION WHEN YOU ASK THEM OUT FIRST
characters: iwaizumi hajime, ushijima wakatoshi, miya osamu, tsukishima kei
a/n: thank you for the request babes! i really loved writing these boys getting all blushy and flustered heh >:) requesting rules
IWAIZUMI HAJIME ➞ he would stare at you with one eyebrow raised and arms crossed over his chest. iwaizumi wouldn’t believe that you’re actually confessing your feelings for him at first; he thought you were making fun of him, despite all the flirting and banter the two of you have had for the past weeks. when you finally convince him that you are indeed asking him out, his cheeks would burn a bright red and he’d try to cover his face with the back of his hand. iwaizumi would glare at you as he muttered gibberish to himself, but it’s all bark and no bite. he accepts your confession after a bit of stuttering and a whole lot of cursing, trying his best to bite back a grin (and failing, obviously) “dammit, i wanted to be the one to ask you out first,” he grumbles, feigning annoyance, but his flushed cheeks tells you that he doesn’t actually mind at all.
MIYA OSAMU ➞ osamu stops eating his noodles mid-slurp when you popped the question; his eyes widens a little, but other than that, his face remains pretty neutral. you repeat the question, thinking that he didn’t hear you the first time around—but he did, and he’s just trying to remain impassive to look cool. “gah! yer makin’ me so flustered, give me a sec to process this,” he hides his face behind the palms of his hands, noodles long forgotten. osamu takes a deep breath and shuts his eyes close, muttering incoherent words to himself. after a few seconds, he regains his composure and lets his hands fall onto the table beside his bowl. “y’know, i wanted to ask ya first” he mumbles. “had a whole plan and all that—but i guess this works too.” his lips are jutted out in a small pout, ears burning crimson. he didn’t think that you’d be able to catch him off guard like this, ‘cause he wanted you to think that he’s a cool guy, you know? but when he looks up and see the way your cheeks seem to glow with happiness, he thinks to himself, yeah, this is a thousand times better.
