#(accidental)

you can so tell I haven’t gotten back to The Sandwich in a minute 💔

CW: Vore, Accidental

Oikawa — Baseball

You weren’t supposed to be anywhere near the field.

You were just there to drop off snacks — juice boxes, oranges, the whole supportive aunt vibe — because Oikawa insisted his nephews’ little league team needed “proper nutrition.”

What he really meant was an audience.

“Watch this,” he called, spinning the baseball in his hand as a group of kids gathered behind the fence.

You barely had time to look up.

“Iwa—catch!”

The ball leaves his hand fast.

Too fast.

And definitely not aimed where it should’ve been.

You gasp as it smacks into your shoulder instead, the impact sharp enough to knock the breath out of you.

Silence.

Then—

“Oh my GOD.”

Oikawa drops the glove instantly, sprinting toward you like the field is on fire.

“I didn’t mean— I was aiming for Iwa— are you okay? Say something— please say something—”

“I’m—” you wheeze, clutching your shoulder. “Ow.”

He’s already kneeling in front of you, hands hovering uselessly like he’s afraid to touch you wrong.

“I’m so sorry,” he blurts. “I was showing off, I know, I’m an idiot— Iwa, say something, help—”

Before Iwaizumi can respond—

THWACK.

A second baseball nails Oikawa square in the back of the head.

Iwaizumi lowers his arm calmly. “Reflex.”

You wince, then laugh despite the ache.

Oikawa groans. “Worth it… probably…”

He looks up at you, eyes soft and apologetic.

“I really didn’t mean to hit you,” he says quietly. “I’d never—”

“I know,” you say. “But next time, aim for Iwa first.”

Iwaizumi snorts. Oikawa sighs in relief.

Hinata — Soccer Ball

It’s supposed to be fun.

Just you, Hinata, and his little sister in the park, kicking a soccer ball around while she giggles and makes up rules on the fly.

Hinata’s grinning, bouncing on his toes, completely in his element.

Then—

“KAGEYAMA!” he shouts suddenly, spotting him across the field.

You barely have time to react before—

THUMP.

The ball slams into your stomach.

Hard.

“OHHH NO—”

You double over instinctively, breath knocked clean out of you.

Hinata freezes.

His sister gasps. “Shoyo you HIT HER.”

“I— I wasn’t— I didn’t—” He’s at your side instantly, hands fluttering in panic. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to— I swear I wasn’t aiming—”

“I’m okay,” you manage, still hunched slightly. “Just— ow.”

He looks like he might cry.

“I’m so sorry,” he says, voice cracking. “I got distracted— I shouldn’t have—”

His sister crosses her arms. “You’re in trouble.”

Hinata nods seriously. “I know.”

Then he gently places his hands on your back, rubbing slow circles.

“I’ll never kick the ball near you again,” he promises. “I’ll only pass. Or… I’ll stop playing if you want.”

You smile weakly.

“You don’t have to quit soccer for me. Plus, Volleyball is definitely more your sport.”

He shakes his head. “I’d still choose you first.”

Bokuto — Bowling Ball

You knew something was wrong the second your brother smiled.

That too innocent smile.

“So,” he says casually, grabbing his jacket. “We’re all going bowling tonight.”

You blink. “All?”

“Yeah. Me, you, Oikawa, Iwa, Akaashi—”

“What about my date?” you interrupt.

Your brother shrugs. “Bokuto agreed to make it a group thing.”

Your stomach drops.

“Bokuto?”

As if summoned, Bokuto plops down beside you, eyes wide. “Hi, babe!”

You turn slowly. “Did you cancel our date?”

“What? No!” he panics. “I thought you wanted it to be a group thing— I thought I messed up—”

Your brother grins.

You glare at your brother. “You’re dead.”

Bowling is… chaotic.

Bokuto is nervous. He keeps glancing at your brother like he’s about to be interrogated under bright lights.

“I suck at bowling,” he whispers. “Your brother’s judging me.”

“He’s judging everyone,” you whisper back, squeezing his hand.

Halfway through the game, Iwaizumi asks casually, “So, Bokuto. You love my sister?”

Bokuto freezes.

The bowling ball is still in his hands.

“Yes,” he blurts.

Silence.

Your heart stutters.

“You do?” you whisper.

He turns to you, smiling softly. “Of course I do.”

“I love you too,” you say without thinking.

Your brother rolled his eyes walking away making Bo drop the ball in his hands so he can rub his head.

"I was about to pass out." He finally looked over at you and saw the expression on your face. "Love?"

"You dropped the ball..." Iwa came back over causing Bokuto to panic.

"I heard something fall. You okay?"

"Yes! I was just telling Bo I was tried on he dropped the ball by accident, so we're gonna go ahead and go."

Idk what came over me, but I've started sketching heads before work (not to go mad from shit in life). That's the part of human body I struggle with the most, so I hope it will be of some use