#daichi x reader

rushing to your bedroom, your heart is beating uncontrollably, your mind racing with thoughts of your handsome police officer who showed much care for you. maybe it was the bare minimum. maybe he was doing his job. but so what? you were absolutely head over heels for sawamura daichi.

flopping onto the bed with a squeal, you kick your sheets up and down while giggling into the pillow.

god, the way his lips move when he smiles, the way he took his uniform cap off, the way his hair was slightly messy from his long shift...

you roll around in bed, hugging your pillow tightly. oh, and you imagine how his beefy policeman arms would wrap around you. maybe even from behind when you're brewing him his morning coffee for work.

and fuhhh those thighs, you bet he's never skipped a leg day with how refined they were. you wonder if he's played a sport in high school, with how athletic he looked.

stupidly, you almost drool at the thought of him. however, you sit up abruptly, bringing out your phone to do some innocent stalking.

pulling up the miyagi police department website, you stumbled upon the police directory, and lo and behold, you find his id photo. and shit, he looked immaculate. like the golden retriever you've always wanted as a child, human version.

"sawamura daichi, huh?" you whisper under your breath, slumping back onto your pillows, biting your lip as you dig in further.

you decide to go on facebook, (he's a boomer who doesn't have instagram, unfortunately), and find his account— how lucky you were.

there he was, his profile picture with his big ass grin, eyes crinkled and hair neat, in a green zip-up turtleneck, and a snowy background being the cherry on top. "he's so cute," you click on his profile, scrolling down his facebook.

he's an album guy, to say the least. one for his police academy graduation, one for the time he watched the volleyball olympics in 2021, and one for his high school volleyball team with a whopping 167 photos and videos. that's dedication at its finest.

you scroll for a good hour, ogling him in more ways than one.

just then, you get a text from your friend, inviting you to a night out tomorrow.

f<3: hey, yokocho w me, tomorrow 9pm plsss? (○｀ 3′○)

the goat: alr bet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

you sigh, clicking off her message to look at daichi's facebook one last time. your finger traces the outline of his jaw through the screen (weirdo!), before finally shutting off your phone.

-

the next 25 hours go by like a microdream. seriously, you can't remember anything. or how you even ended up in this situation.

"come on, you're all alone, right? where's your friend?" a man beside you spoke in a coaxing manner, trying to get close to you. but you're quick to duck away, glaring at the blurry face. "fuck off... i'm going home," you grumble, running your fingers through your hair. you felt like you were about to puke.

you force yourself to stand straight, stumbling towards a vending machine to get water. "water..." you murmur, squinting your eyes at the bright light.

"hey, are you alright? want me to take you home?" that agitating, grating voice, again. like... gun to your head— who is this?

you turn around with a scowl, "didn't i tell you to piss off?" scratching your head in frustration, you attempt to get this man to leave you alone for the 4th time tonight.

"don't be like that, doll. i'll buy you another drink, even." he tries to convince you again, and you roll your eyes, turning away.

you hazily turn your phone on, tapping and tapping away to try and get a hold of your friend to come and save you. but you're interrupted by the random, as he tugs on your wrist, clearly frustrated at this point.

"hey! who ya texting now?! i've been tryna get your attention, it wouldn't hurt to be kind, won't it?" he pulls at your arm, and you groan, "that fucking hurts, asshole!"

he then yanks your phone away, making it fly to who knows where, you gasp, looking at him with wide eyes. "oh now you've done it!" you stomp your feet, tugging at his collar to give him a beating.

he growls, "huh?! you think you can hurt me, bitch?!" the man grabs your wrists again, shoving you off him, and you nearly fall. "did you just call me a bitch?!" you scream, winding your fist up to hopefully land it directly at his face.

"i took taekwondo in elementary school, fucking try me, pervert!" squaring up, you glare at the man like he was the devil himself.

he scoffs at that, "try smiling more instead, useless hags like you won't ever pull if you act like that!" he spat, before moving closer to you, hand raised.

you feel your ego shatter into atoms, suddenly ducking down to dodge as you protect your head from his attack. but much to your surprise, his arm is stopped by someone else, and you lift your head to see who.

"hit her and i'll put you in jail," a deep, stern voice rumbles from beside you, and you hear angels sing their heavenly tune at the sight of him defending you.

"officer sawamura..." you whisper his name under your breath.

daichi shoves the man's hand away, giving him a glare while he pathetically runs away. then, the officer crouches down and checks up on you, eyebrows furrowed. "are you alright?"

you nod immediately, holding onto his forearms as he helps you up. daichi guides you to lean against the alleyway's wall, before buying you water quickly.

he hands it to you, and you take the drink without question. taking a few sips, you softly sigh before looking at daichi with a small smile, "i'm feeling better now—"

"what were you thinking?!" you jolt at his sudden snap.

shit, he looked angry. you fell speechless; your eyes widened while daichi pinched his nose bridge. "seriously, charging towards him. you genuinely thought you could handle him?" he crosses his arms. you feel small all of a sudden.

"i-" you try to defend yourself, but your officer doesn't give you time to speak, "imagine if you got seriously hurt, or worse, sexually assaulted?" he scolds you. "why don't you ever think before doing anything?!"

your expression fell at his anger, heart aching whilst he spoke. frowning, you couldn't stay silent. "why are you so angry for no reason?! it wasn't even my fault!" you exclaim, cocking your head as you scrutinize daichi.

you hear daichi huff, keeping his eyes on yours with a visage you never expected a man as gentle as he could have. "yes, it wasn't your fault. my point is... i don't want to keep seeing you in vulnerable situations like this—"

scoffing, you interrupt daichi, "why should you care? you don't even know me!"

"because i just do! maybe it's in my nature, maybe it's just my job but—"

daichi takes a deep breath, shaking his head and rubbing the back of his neck. "what? what is it?" you step closer, and his eyes land on you again.

despite looking like an alcoholic mess, you still stood gorgeous in front of him. "but you worry me. so much. more than it should be." he finishes, hands falling to his sides.

your breath hitches slightly. that one had a little kick to it. you feel your heart in your throat. you feel your blood rush to your brain. you're feeling all emotions at once.

"what do you mean by that, officer?" you softly question, and you're no longer angry. you and daichi simply fall into a silence that's only filled with your racing heartbeat and unsaid thoughts that run through your head.

then, slowly, officer daichi takes your hand into his, looking down at you like you meant the world to him— and you probably do because he mutters gently: "i think i'm in love with you."

you feel your heart drop to your ass. in a good loving way, of course.

"s-sorry?" you breathe, for what feels like the first time.

"i'm in love with you, ms. troublemaker." he chuckles now, gazing at the floor nervously. "you are?" you question, like a detective interrogating.

as patient as daichi is, he responds once more. "i am."

you start to turn red at his words, starting to think that maybe you're still drunk and you're hallucinating things. but at the same time— you hope this isn't just some dream.

"gosh..." you're bashful, at a loss for words at his sudden confession. just moments ago, you were lashing out at each other, but now...

officer daichi speaks again, sensing the awkwardness, letting go of your hand. "my apologies, if it was so sudden, i know i'm just a policeman to you but i—"

you catch his wrist, taking a firm step forward, "no! no—" you exclaim, and his eyes widen. "you're not just a policeman, daichi. you're everything." you admit, "your smile, your kindness, the way you speak, the way you make me feel safe... it's everything to me."

he blushes now, hiding the bottom half of his face with his free hand. "i didn't— i didn't think you'd feel that way."

"i do." you respond quickly, "i do feel that way."

a beat passes, and you boldly place both hands on his cheeks. daichi stumbles back slightly, his hands holding your waist for stability.

"so i'm sorry for worrying you!" you exclaim, inhaling to calm yourself down before looking at him dead in the eyes. "and i love you too, officer."

and with your words, officer daichi couldn't help himself anymore.

he leans down, eyes shut and lips plump.

"w-wait!" you stop him with a hand on his lip, and his eyes open in confusion. "wait, i drank a lot of alcohol..." you mutter, removing yourself from his hold to get the bottle of water from earlier, chugging it down and cleaning your mouth.

daichi laughs, finding the moment comically endearing, and you find your way back into his arms. "okay, i'm ready now." you shut your eyes then, waiting for him to make a move.

the officer grins down at you, admiring the way you look, expectant and a mess. you peep, one eye open, with a sigh. "come on, don't keep me waiting."

"my apologies, ma'am," daichi teases, before landing his lips on yours. the most gentle, romantic kiss you've ever had. your heart almost leapt out your chest.

you were kissing the man of your dreams. hands on his shoulders, and his on your waist.

looks like getting in trouble often paid off.

you both gently pull away; eyes locked onto each other's. but you can't help it, a laugh escapes from the two of you.

"i think it's time for you to head home, ma'am." his forehead rests on yours, and your arms wrap around his neck, holding him tight.

"only if you'll take me,"

"anything for my favorite citizen."

-

"by the way, how'd you find me back there?" you question, sipping your mos burger soda while you gaze at him as he drives.

he takes a bite from his burger with one hand, the other gripping on the steering wheel. muffled, he responds, "you texted me on facebook."

you gasp, "i did?" you feel embarrassed now, rushing to get your cracked phone out your purse.

"holy shit, i did!" you laugh, reading your hilarious messages, not to mention daichi's hilarious replies.

daichi huffs, glancing at your humored state before speaking, "you genuinely worried me, imagine getting 17 spam texts and 3 missed calls on facebook." he clicks his tongue, making a left on your street.

you grin, "oh well, now that you're with me, you're definitely getting those more often."

"i'm not complaining about it." officer daichi says.

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a/n: hey hoes... heres the daichi fic that took 5 business days to complete...

thank you anon for sending my first request! hope u enjoy ur daichi fic lol.

It was not some fleeting crush that had blossomed overnight, nor was it a phase.

He had harbored these feelings since the two of you were merely twelve years old in junior high.

In fact, it happened when he spotted you during the welcoming ceremony.

And both of your eyes locked, to one another and when you smiled back at him, the image became permanently etched in his mind. Especially when your face lit up with a smile or a laugh.

He tried countless ways to approach you to catch your attention, dropping subtle hints and signs along the way.

Faking accidental bumps with you or coughing out loud when you’re near, it was obvious he was trying to get your attention.

He was too shy to confess his feelings so he kept his adoration feeling a secret and instead, he would simply steal glances at you.

Your sitting on your desk while talking to your friends?

He is staring at you, while his friends deadpans at the sight.

You walked past him during the hallways?

He was already staring at you, and almost tripped.

Of course you noticed, at first you found it awkward since you didn’t know what to do, but when you finally initiated a conversation with him, he was so startled that he slapped his own face.

The sudden action left you worried and concerned, but when he immediately snapped back into a serious expression, and you couldn't help but burst into laughter.

And that’s how the two of you became friends.

Now the both of you are in your senior year, but to daichi, he was still the same the moment you smiled at him.

If your fingers accidentally brushed his while passing a notebook or a drink, he would freeze for a second before quickly composing himself and pretending nothing had happened.

Sometimes, he even had to excuse himself afterwards just to catch his breath and calm his racing pulse.

He was hopelessly in love with you.

He desperately wanted you to know, but the number one enemy of having a crush, “rejection” terrified him.

He settled for what he believed was enough: being your dependable "friend."

He’ll walk you home, wait for you after class, and carried your school bag anytime, anywhere.

He’ll buy your favorite beverage from the vending machine, get you that sweet bread you wanted at the cafeteria, will listen to every story you wanted to share, no matter how long it took.

If you asked him to accompany you anywhere, the answer was always an immediate yes.

You want him to do something for you?

He’ll immediately do it.

You want to go to his games?

He’ll immediately say “yes” and let you watch them fail or win.

(Remember that before the story line, Karasuno sucked…at their games..)

You want someone to talk to and your crying?

Don’t worry he’ll be there for you on the phone or immediately listen to you and reassure you.

To simply put it, if he can do it, he’ll do it and even he couldn’t he’ll make an effort

He convinced himself that if he could not be the person you loved, he would at least be the person you could always rely on.

However, Daichi failed to realize was that you had also fallen in love with him just as long ago.

Unfortunately, both of you were completely oblivious airheads, while everyone around you saw right through it.

The Karasuno volleyball team had abandoned all attempts at subtlety months ago.

The entire gym knew that Daichi always anticipated your presence at practices and games.

Even Takeda-sensei and Coach Ukai noticed, with Ukai frequently grumbling and offering him unsolicited romantic advice on how to win a girl over.

“ you see, Daichi to get a girl you must—”

“HAHAHA, what are you saying coach ukai?”

Which makes coach ukai sigh and deadpan, he’s just trying to help Daichi get that and not fumble.

And it was incredibly common for the team to overhear your mutual inquiries throughout the day,

“Asahi-san, have you seen Daichi? We promised to walk home together.”

“Suga, did you happen to see where, …. , went?”

“Kiyoko-san, do you still have that picture of Daichi from the summer festival?”

“Kiyoko-san, do you have a photo of , ….. , from the festival? Could I please have a copy?”

“Sugawara-san, could you give this to Daichi? Let me know if he's skipping lunch again.”

“Hinata? Kageyama? Do you see, …. , are they already waiting for me?”

“Hi Coach Ukai, are you guys done with practice?”

It was painfully obvious. It kinda ifruriated them since they already ship you both and cannot deal with this anymore.

Before, tanaka nishinoya and sugawara would drop subtle hints and teasing daichi but now they all up their game and making it obvious

“Daichi, you know, …. , likes you right ?” Tanaka said,

“What are you talking about tanaka?”

And in response tanaka will just silently close his eyes and breath in and out to calm him down irritated at this because he knows Daichi is loosing so many chances and keeps playing these games.

────୨ৎ────

Practice had just finished and You stood patiently outside the gymnasium, clutching your bag.

“Waiting for our captain again?”

Sugawara said while he showed up beside you, wearing a mischievous grin. While Asahi was right next to him both walking towards you.

"You know," Suga continued playfully, "you're the only person capable of making Daichi wrap up cleanup duty early. Usually, he spends an extra twenty minutes lecturing Hinata and Kageyama."

You offered a soft laugh,"I really don't mind the wait."

Asahi offered a gentle, warm smile. “It's truly nice that the two of you always walk home together.” He paused, hesitating slightly. “...Though, I think Daichi worries about you more than anyone else. He practically panics if he thinks you're walking home alone.”

Sugawara burst into a fit of laughter. "Remember that one time they left the school grounds without letting him know?"

You nodded, vividly recalling the amount of missed calls that had lit up your phone screen.

Asahi nodded in confirmation. “He called them...”

“…ten times,” Suga chimed in, laughing hysterically. “In the span of five minutes!”

Before Asahi could offer an apology for Sugawara's blunt amusement, the heavy gym doors slid open.

Daichi stepped over, zipping up his black Karasuno jacket. And then his eyes landed on you, The disciplined expression he maintained during practice softened when he looked at you.

"Oh. There you are,” he murmured. He jogged over with an apologetic smile. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Without a second thought, he reached out and seamlessly tookyour school bag before you could even utter a word.

“The first-years were being...energetic today,”he explained.

“They always are,” you laughed softly. You looked behind him and saw Hinata and Kageyama going at it again.

Sugawara casually draped an arm over Daichi's broad shoulders, "You know... the weather is really turning cold these days…."

Daichi narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "...And?"

Suga's grin widened. “It's just the perfect weather for holding hands. ...Or, you know, finally asking someone a very important question.”

Daichi’s ears flushed a violent shade of pink.

“Hey, I'm just saying,” Suga chuckled, turning his gaze toward Asahi. “But some people are incredibly blind, right?”

Asahi instantly panicked, waving his hands frantically. "U-Uh... yes! I mean—no! I mean—!" Sensing how Daichi might get mad , he grabbed Sugawara tightly by the sleeve and began dragging him away. "We're leaving! Have a safe walk home!"

Asahi waved over his shoulder as he hauled his teammate away, while Suga effortlessly brushed off the tension, waving goodbye and silently mouthing the word “Confess!”to Daichi.

The two third-years vanished down the hill, with sugawara laughter echoing.

────୨ৎ────

A comfortable silence settled between the two of you.

Making Daichi cough,"Shall we?" Daichi asked, offering a gentle smile. You nodded, and your familiar walk to go home began.

Just as he had done for the past five years, Daichi automatically took the side of the path closest to the street. Whenever a bicycle sped past, he instinctively guided you further from the curb without a moment's hesitation.

“Careful,” he warned softly, pointing ahead. “There's a loose rock right there.”

He offered his forearm and You looped your arm through his, neither of you acknowledging how entirely natural the gesture felt.

Occasionally, your hands would brush against one another, or your fingers would intertwine before both of you awkwardly pulled away in silence.

“Don't mind Suga," Daichi muttered quietly, breaking the stillness. "He just says whatever pops into his head, these days…”

“Its okay,”you replied, smiling softly as the chilly evening air turned your breaths into small plumes of white mist.

After a long pause, Daichi spoke again, his gaze fixed on the path ahead. “...I just really like making sure you get home safely.”

“It gets dark so early now. It's the least I can do...”He swallowed hard. “...as a friend.”

As a friend.

The phrase carried a heavy, aching weight that made your chest to tighten. You looked down at your shoes.

You cherished how dependable he was, how safe you always felt walking by his side, and how he’ll always talk to you and make sure you are comfortable.

Yeah just friends….

But lately, being "just friends" felt completely outgrown.

"Daichi?”

“Hm?” He immediately looked down at you, his attention entirely yours.

“I’ve been wondering….do you... only walk me home because we're friends?”

Daichi froze in his tracks. While the wind breeze blew over the both of you.

"I...” he stammered. He tried to clear his throat. “I... well..”

He began rubbing the back of his neck "...No," he finally whispered. He swallowed roughly, his voice dropping so low it was nearly swallowed by the wind.

"It's not because we're just friends. I've... liked you... since junior high."

He let out a nervous, self-deprecating laugh. "I actually spent years trying to force myself not to. It didn't really work out."

Your eyes widened in pure astonishment. "...You like me?"

Daichi nodded genuinely. “ A lot. More than I think I know how to put into words.”

“I’m sorry for—"

You interrupted him with , a laugh that escaped your lips—because of the sheer wave of relief. “Gosh, we both are dumbasses” you thought to yourself.

You reached out, sliding your fingers directly into his open palm, letting your fingers lock with his while reaching out to hug him.

"You're an absolute idiot, Daichi Sawamura."

He blinked in confusion.

"I like you for a very long time too," you confessed.

Daichi stared down at your joined hands and embraced you back.

He didn’t believe that this was real.

When he finally looked back up to meet your gaze, relief washed over his face then he gave a breathless, genuinely happy laugh escaping him. "Sugawara is absolutely never going to let me live this down."

You giggled softly, squeezing his hand. "We don't have to tell them just yet."

"No?" His smile beamed so brightly it made your pulse flutter.

"No," you agreed. "Whenever you are ready we can tell them."

With your fingers firmly intertwined, walking down the street hand and had.

────୨ৎ────

One Week Later…

It had been exactly one week since Daichi had finally confessed.

One week since the two of you started dating.

Yeah when you said you don’t have “we don’t have to tell them” the both of you are practically outing yourself by how obvious it has been….

Practice had barely started when Hinata squinted at his captain from across the court. “…Is it just me,” he whispered loudly, “or has Daichi- senpai been acting super weird all week?”

Kageyama glanced over. Daichi was quietly gathering volleyballs, softly humming to himself. “…He’s smilingand glowing…,” Kageyama noted, his brow furrowing in deep confusion.

Tanaka shuddered dramatically, rubbing his arms. “It’s freaking me out, man!”

“Did he win the lottery or something?”Nishinoya squinted looking at him,

Asahi smiled knowingly, but staying quiet. Across the court, Sugawara had both hands clamped over his mouth, trying—and failing—not to laugh out loud.

Daichi turned sharply after hearing his name. “What are you guys gossiping about over there?”

“Oh….Nothing!” Suga replied, his voice dripping with feigned innocence. “You just seem… exceptionally happier lately.”

“I’m always happy,” Daichi said, defending himself.

“No way,” Tanaka countered immediately. “Dude, you are literally glowing.”

“Oh…have I?.” Daichi questioned himself.

“You totally are,” Ennoshita agreed, nodding firmly. “You’ve smiled more this week than you usually do and haven’t given a scolding at all, Sawamura-san.”

Tsukishima sighed, lazily adjusting his glasses. “It's honestly nauseating…to see…”

“don't be rude..tsukishima-san” Yamaguchi whispered, nudging his friend before turning to Daichi with a shy smile. “But really, it's great to see you looking so relaxed!”

Daichi coughed loudly into his fist, unsuccessfully trying to hide the faint pink creeping onto the tips of his ears. “…Just focus on practice.…”

“HE’S BLUSHING! THE CAPTAIN IS DEFLECTING!” Nishinoya shouted, pointing a finger in accusation.

Before Daichi could yell at them to stop slacking, the heavy gym doors slid open. You stepped inside the gym, holding a neatly packed, multi-tiered lunchbox.

“Hey, Daichi... I accidentally made way too much food this morning,” you said, offering a soft smile. “I thought I’d bring some by for you to eat after practice.”

Every single head in the gym slowly snapped toward the entrance.

Daichi's expression softened instantly. And a warm smile that he’d been trying so hard to suppress broke through completely.

He quickly walked over, accepting the lunchbox with both hands

“Thank you,” he said softly, his eyes locking onto yours. “You really didn't have to.”

“Oh..ti’s nothing,” you replied, feeling your own cheeks heat up.

The chaotic gym suddenly fell into absolute, dead silence.

Over at the manager's bench, Yachi gasped, her hands flying to her burning cheeks. “Oh my gosh, it's happening right in front of us!”

Kiyoko gently adjusted her glasses, and smiled at the scene infront of her, “it's about time,” she murmured softly.

Sugawara slowly looked around the room, raised his hands, and dramatically clapped once.

Asahi smiled warmly, joining in with a gentle, proud clap of his own.

“Congratulations, buddy,” Asahi said, patting his back, tearing up a little.

Tanaka blinked, processing the scene in slow motion. “…Wait. …WAIT.” His eyes grew impossibly wide as the gears finally turned in his head. “CAPTAIN ACTUALLY GOT THEM?! THEY'RE A COUPLE?!”

Nishinoya let out the loudest, most ear-screeching cheer, “I KNEW IT! I TOTALY CALLED IT! YOU OWE ME ONE, TANAKA!”

Hinata and Kageyama stared blankly between the two of you, entirely out of the loop.

“…Wait, they weren’t already together?” Hinata asked, tilting his head.

“I thought they had been dating since last year...”Kageyama admitted, looking genuinely bewildered.

Sugawara laughed so hard he lost his footing, having to lean heavily against Asahi for support. “I’ve been waiting FOR YEARS, for this day!“

By the back table, Coach Ukai crossed his arms, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Well, would you look at that.

Takeda-sensei beamed, "Congratulations, Sawamura-kun!”

Daichi buried his face entirely in his free hand, his ears burning bright red. “…Can everyone please just go back to practice?”

“DAICHI WILL BUY US FOOD AT THE CONVENIENCE STORE AFTER THIS!” Nishinoya roared.

Standing right beside you, Daichi could only let out a a sigh Defeated by his team's chaotic nature then , he looked down, gently sliding his fingers between yours to hold your hand tightly.

𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖲𝖮 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖧𝖠𝖵𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖫𝖮𝖮𝖪 𝖴𝖯

starring : kageyama; tsukishima; kuroo; oikawa; iwaizumi; bokuto; ushijima; sakusa; suna

the subway was too cramped. you stood at the far back, leaning against the surface behind you while your friend held onto the metallic bar next to you. the entire ride, irritation had been etched onto his face, his eyebrows permanently furrowed in nothing but frustration. and the more the train welcomed passengers, the less patience he had. 

“should’ve taken the car,” he had sighed earlier when someone’s elbow dug into his side. more to himself than anyone, really, given how you didn’t hear a word he had said.

truth be told, you didn’t really mind the crowded space – although the heat was unbearable. 

even so, you could handle it. if it meant being so close to him. 

as the subway stopped at yet another station, more people made their way inside, the ones behind him pushing onto him until his other hand slammed onto the wall behind you, startling you the slightest bit.

slowly, you tilted your chin up, eyes raking over the width of his torso, the broadness of his shoulder. catching onto the way his throat bobbed, the shock written in his eyes, equally as wide as yours. hot breath fanned over your face, the scent of his cologne dizzying. the hand beside your head dropped, brushing over your arm as it did so, goosebumps rising on your skin at the barely-there contact.

you didn’t say anything. didn’t crack a joke to ease the tension. simply stared up at him, utterly dumbfounded, scared that if you even dared to open your mouth, your feelings would tumble out of it before you could even think about stopping yourself. 

and they felt so, so heavy. so hefty. so much more burdensome than anytime they ever had in the past few years. worse than when you were still a naive high school student. you’d always guarded yourself, kept emotional distance between the both of you, made sure that you’d never dare to play with the line between what you were and what you wanted to be to him. 

and yet. the fact that it could have taken such a small incident for you to spill all your secrets to him was embarrassing, really. 

“sorry,” he suddenly muttered, bringing your attention back to the situation at hand. 

the smile he offered you was tight. barely reached his eyes. 

you shook your head, lashes fluttering as you looked at anything but him. but he was not having it, for once allowing himself to act on impulse instead of thinking about it. his fingers found yours, his skin hot against yours, pulling gently on them until you finally looked up at him again, mouth dry. 

“don’t look away,” he murmured, loud enough so only you could hear, his tone almost pleading. 

“look at me.”

and how could you refuse him.

𝖯𝖴𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤𝖱 𝖡𝖸 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖶𝖠𝖨𝖲𝖳

starring : daichi; sugawara; kuroo; iwaizumi; matsukawa; akaashi; kita; osamu; suna

you barely found time to spend with your boyfriend. 

your busy schedules barely ever align, often only having the time for a quick lunch together or even a small coffee break before finding yourselves late to your respective occupations. and while you could be understanding, you couldn’t help but feel lonelier and lonelier the more time passed. it wasn’t lost on him, noting how defeated you’d look when he’d excuse himself or when your manager would ask you to hurry back to your office.

and so, on his way back home a few days ago, when he’d caught sight of a flyer promoting a summer festival, he was quick to cancel all of his plans that evening and urged you to do the same.

you’d felt giddy the entire time you were getting ready, opening your apartment door to find him dressed in a black yukata, chuckling at the loose belt around his waist, prompting him to turn around so you could fasten it for him properly. 

“you look beautiful,” he had told you, pressing a tender kiss to your temple after taking in the breathtaking sight of you in your own floral attire. 

the festival was booming. kids ran around and away from their worried parents while couples strolled around, hand in hand. and so were you, fingers intertwined with your boyfriend’s while you held a candied apple in the other, swinging both your and his arm happily as you chatted away. 

suddenly, your eyes caught sight of flames rising to the sky and, without thinking, you dragged your poor boyfriend to the food stalls. visibly, you weren’t the only one who’d been attracted by the fire, dozens of people standing before the, supposedly, seafood stand. the cook was seemingly much better at charring the squids and scallops, rather than actually cooking them. 

while he didn’t really care much for the spectacle, your boyfriend didn’t mind staying here for a few minutes if it meant seeing you beam this way, amazed by the display of poor cooking skills taking place in front of you. 

a movement on your right caught his eyes, noticing someone trying to slip between you and the person behind you. not thinking too much about it, his arm looped around your waist, bringing you the tiniest bit closer to him. the sudden contact made you jump, drawing a small smile on his face. but he didn’t say anything, simply pulling you into him a bit more. 

your shoulder brushed against his chest, his cheek resting on top of your head as he tried to find the same interest you did in the impromptu show. 

although he knew you were far too distracted to even care about it anymore.

𝖧𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖨𝖭 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖧𝖠𝖨𝖱 𝖶𝖧𝖨𝖫𝖤 𝖧𝖴𝖦𝖦𝖨𝖭𝖦

starring : sugawara; kageyama; kenma; akaashi; iwaizumi; kita; sakusa

you felt like it’s been forever since the last time you’d seen your beloved boyfriend. while he had promised to be quick about his family visit, you couldn’t help but feel like your chest was nothing but a gaping whole, missing his presence like no other, praying that your missing piece would just make its way back to you. 

“you’re being overly dramatic,” your friend had sighed over the phone at your shenanigans. “he’s only been gone for two days and he’s coming back tomorrow.” 

it didn’t matter to you. your plushies weren’t big enough to help you drift to sleep, the fleece blankets not warm enough to shield you from the oh-so freezing summer breeze at night. worst of all, you had to take the subway back home every evening instead of sitting in the comfortable passenger seat of his car and dozing off. 

and so, mourning his absence like a widow, you strolled around your shared apartment wearing the clothes he had left behind and drinking in his mugs, drowning yourself in his cologne and sleeping in his side of the bed in hopes that maybe, just maybe, you could feel a bit of the warmth he’d left behind. 

your nap was disrupted by the sound of keys jingling at the door. 

it was a bit embarrassing, really, how quickly your ears caught onto the sound, regardless of you being half-asleep. 

without thinking twice, you rolled off the bed, landing on the floor with a small yelp. not letting the pain in your butt stop you, you rose to your feet, practically bouncing your way to the front door. 

at the sight of you running up to him, your boyfriend didn’t hesitate before letting his bags drop to the floor, catching onto the adorable yet sleepy smile painted on your face and the messiness of your hair and the shirt you’d clearly stolen from his side of the closet. 

with a small huff of laughter, he opened his arms to you, letting you burrow yourself in his embrace. no words were spoken between the two of you, the silence interrupted by soft sighs and quiet giggles. lopping your arms around his torso, you buried your face into his neck, your need for his warmth and presence finally quenched. 

his hand rested on the small of your back, pressing you impossibly closer to him, face buried into your hair while his other hand rested on the back of your head. he swallowed harshly, suddenly realizing how much he’d missed this, how much he’d missed you.

sure, you did speak on the phone every day he had spent away. and sure, it wasn’t like the two of you were separating for that long. but God, did he never want to be apart from you ever again.

his arm tightened its hold around your midriff, squeezing you closer to him and you made a noise akin to a squeal, your laughter muffled into his skin as he mumbled something about stringing you along with him the next time he’d have family matters to attend to. 

your hands caressed his back, nodding along to his nonsense.

you wished you could have melted into him.

𝖧𝖨𝖬 𝖡𝖤𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖦𝖮𝖮𝖣 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖫𝖣𝖱𝖤𝖭

starring : sugawara; daichi; yamaguchi; hinata; kuroo; akaashi; kita; osamu; atsumu

you’ve always been convinced that you’d rather walk on a thin bridge of needles, barefooted, above a lava lake, rather than get pregnant. 

the absolute nightmare of spending nine months of utter suffering, throwing up and waddling around like a penguin was not on your to-do list. 

not now. not tomorrow. not ever. 

and to think that it only took your baby cousin visiting your messy apartment while your boyfriend was around to re-consider the promise you’d made to yourself as a teenager was embarrassing, in a way. 

it wasn’t your fault, really. and it wasn’t like you had planned this. your aunt, who was weirdly close to your age, had dropped off her adorable daughter at your house, claiming that she needed someone to babysit the toddler as she had an impromptu meeting to attend to. and who were you to refuse, really, not minding whatever she was saying as you were way too busy holding the baby in your arms and cooing lovingly at her. 

she’d always been an angel, according to your aunt, and you couldn’t agree more. barely crying when her mother left, finishing her bottle with no issue. to top it off, it only took a few, gentle taps to her back to burp her. 

you’d spent most of the morning on your own, absentmindedly patting her tummy while she napped beside you, feeding her when it was time and watching her try her hardest to solve the shape puzzles laid on the floor, her eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration.

your boyfriend had sent you a text you were too distracted to see and it was quite a surprise to find him ringing your apartment bell. and you could tell he was equally as confused, staring at the baby you were holding on your hip beaming at him.

safe to say it only took them ten minutes to become inseparable.

“she’s such an angel,” he said, fondness coating his words as he encouraged her to crawl to him. 

and she’d clearly taken a liking to him. you didn’t mind the break, laying comfortably on your couch, watching the both of them communicate in babbles. well, you were mainly watching him, truth be told, discovering a side to him that you’d never seen before. 

to say that you liked it would be an understatement. 

it was adorable, truly, watching him be so invested in the conversation between them, repeating the half-words she was squealing at him with such a tender look to his eyes and applauding her when she’d solve her little games, to which she’d respond by bouncing in place, overjoyed that she was being showered in praise. 

unfortunately, your aunt just had to interrupt the peaceful atmosphere in your flat and it took everything in you to not hide her baby away so you could keep her a bit longer with you. and it seemed like your cousin didn’t want to leave either, seeing how her lips wobbled and her eyes turned glassy, distressed by the fact that she couldn’t stay longer.

after bidding her a painfully long and emotional goodbye, you closed the door behind you, flopping back onto the couch while he sat on the floor in front of you, leaning his back onto the coffee table behind him, bringing his water bottle to his lips.

it took you a few seconds of staring before you spoke up again.

“y’sure you don’t want a football team?”

needless to say, he almost choked on his drink. 

𝖲𝖫𝖮𝖶, 𝖫𝖠𝖹𝖸 𝖪𝖨𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖭𝖦

starring : kenma; akaashi; suna; osamu; sakusa

you’d been so stressed out lately. 

between your countless deadlines and the sudden family drama you were dragged into, you didn’t know where to look or where to start. and it wasn’t lost on your boyfriend. he noticed the way you were easily irritated lately, the frustration wrapping around your words, how jittery you’d been, the permanent frown on your face. 

he hated to see you like this.

and while he did wish he could take the weight off of your shoulders, it wasn’t like he could just barge into your familial issues or do the work you’d gotten a degree for. 

thus, he was limited to little actions he hoped would help ease your situation a bit. he’d been on kitchen duty for the past month, cooking up your favorite meals every night and making your coffee exactly how you like it in the morning. 

the apartment you both shared had always been tidy yet it felt pristine every time you’d walk in lately, finding no dust particles in the air and the wooden floor scrubbed perfectly. you could even see yourself through it. 

hell, he’d make sure you never ran out of anything, checking you makeup and skincare drawers every week despite knowing such products don’t need refills for a good amount of time. yet you’d still find lipglosses and serums you were sure weren’t there in the first place. 

despite his best efforts, there was no helping your situation. so he opted for the next best thing he could think of. 

arms crossed and leaning against the doorway, he watched you huff and puff about your irritating uncle, rambling about evil he was, always bringing his opinion where it wasn’t needed. cruelly enough, your boyfriend wasn’t paying mind to your words, simply observing you with a fond smile. 

as you came closer to him, his hand grabbed ahold of yours, pulling you closer to him despite your protests.

“i have to sleep,” you whined to him, glaring up with exhaustion written all over your face. 

tenderly, his lips pressed against your forehead, caressing their way down the space between your eyebrows. his other hand slid up your arm, drawing shivers all over your skin, grazing the length of your neck before tilting your chin up, eyes meeting yours. 

“i know,” was the only thing he’d said before his lips pressed against yours. 

and with the way your shoulders immediately relaxed, how your arms looped around his neck and the soft sigh slipping past your mouth, he wondered why he didn't opt for this option from the very beginning of your torment.

he’d assumed that, given your distressed state, you wouldn’t want anyone close enough that you could feel their presence. yet he found that he was wrong, seeing how you melted so easily into him, all the tension you had stored within you forming a pathetic puddle at your feet. 

his lips were soft, slightly chapped, yet so gentle as they moved against yours. he kissed you like he had all the time in the world, one arm wrapped around your waist while the other cradled your face like you were made of glass, thumb stroking against your cheek lovingly. 

he didn’t rush anything, humming as your fingers played with his hair, tilting your head back the slightest bit as he deepened the kiss.

despite his slow pace, you couldn’t help the overwhelming feeling that was taking over you. heat pooled at the pit of your stomach as his tongue slid against yours, a small noise tumbling out of your mouth when his teeth nipped playfully at your bottom lip. 

when he took a step forward, you took two back. until the back of your knees hit the bed behind you, forcing you to break away from him as you fell onto the mattress. 

with a small chuckle, your boyfriend sat beside you, his hand caressing your cheek as he stared at you with nothing but adoration and something akin to hunger. 

“let me take care of you, yeah?” 

the next day, you’d called in sick.

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