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Kageyama Tobio × Reader | Haikyuu!! | Timeskip | Established Relationship | Domestic Fluff | Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: ~2,900

Summary:

After an exhausting national team training camp runs hours longer than expected, Kageyama returns home carrying more than physical fatigue. Convinced he's ruined the dinner date the two of you had been planning for weeks, he prepares himself for disappointment—only to find you waiting with his favorite homemade meal and the same unwavering smile that's always been his safe place. What follows is a quiet evening of heartfelt apologies, grateful kisses, shared dinner, and sleepy cuddles that remind Kageyama that home has never been a place... it's always been you.

Warnings: Pure domestic fluff, established relationship, hurt/comfort, soft and affectionate Kageyama, rain ambience, emotional reassurance, kisses, hugs, cooking together, cuddling, praise, sleepy intimacy (non-explicit), comfort food, happy ending.

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It was 9:30 pm at the gymnasium, the only sound being heard was the sound of laughter from other gymnasiums echoing in the still air, the most noticeable one being the obnoxious laughter from Fukurodani’s captain, Bokuto. Kageyama huffed at this, thinking that no one was taking this camp seriously, he was also irritated at  Yachi for running off to check on the others when he needed someone to throw the volleyballs up to him so he can set them properly but nonetheless, he tried coping with these circumstances by throwing the ball up and then setting since Coach Ukai asked him to learn a new kind of toss. He was starting to get slightly irritated at himself for not being able to get his sets right, but a loud knock on the side of the gymnasium’s door brought him out of his thoughts.

“Tobi-Kun?” 

Kageyama sighed to himself, realizing that the voice did belong to a girl he’s known for years ever since he went to Kitagawa Daiichi; (y/n).

“What do you want?” He responded in a harsh tone, although he didn’t mean to sound intimidating towards her, luckily she did dismiss this since she knows of Kageyama’s tendency to come across as threatening by accident.

“Can you help me with tossing?”

“No.”

“Oh, um okay…” (y/n) replied as her face fell immediately from how fast he shut her down, causing Kageyama to groan once he saw her reaction that made him feel guilty.

“Fine, what do you need help with when it comes to tossing?”

“Positioning.”

“...How can you get that wrong?” Kageyama was shocked at the fact that someone could even mess that up, he always thought to himself that it was the easiest part of being a setter, but he did forget that not everyone is known as a ‘prodigy setter’ like him. (y/n) only sighed at this response, she knew he was frustrated with himself for his struggles when it came to Coach Ukai’s request so she grabbed a volleyball and handed it to Kageyama then headed near the net whilst she got in position.

“I’ll show you how.” She replied as Kageyama just looked at the volleyball in his hand, realizing what (y/n) wanted him to do.

He threw the ball up towards her hands only to have a shocked expression cover his face after a mere seconds of seeing (y/n)’s setting. Her whole palm came in contact with the ball whilst her wrists flicked out too much when the ball left her hand, Kageyama was appalled at this.

“What the hell was that?”

“Um...Setting?” The (y/h) girl said as she easily became embarrassed at having to show one of the best setters in the prefecture her ‘horrible’ setting. He quickly walked up to her and grabbed her hands whilst he stood behind her, (y/n) could feel his quiet breathing hit the top of her head. He grabbed her hands as he moved them into a triangle position and moved them around to show the action of setting.

“You see that? That’s how setting should look like, the fingertips should be the only thing that touches the ball rather than your whole palm.” He paused slightly to see if she was listening, once she nodded he carried on his explanation.

“Since your hands are also small, you should position them a bit further away. Also, you don’t need to flick your hands that much, it makes you look like you’re about to break your wrist.”

Kageyama backed away from (y/n) in that moment, her face flushed with a red color due to the proximity between her and Kageyama.

“Now, let’s try this again.” He said, throwing the ball near (y/n) as she perfectly set it this time with the addition of Kageyama’s advice, the volleyball colliding onto the floor in the direction she set it. Without a second to waste, she quickly hugged Kageyama in excitement since she was finally able to set properly, she looked up at him with a smile on her face whilst his calm composure immediately fell as soon as he felt the warmness of (y/n) take over him.

“Thanks, Tobi-Kun for your help.”

“N-no problem, (y/n)-chan.” He replied, covering his face with one hand so she wouldn’t see his blush. She quickly let go of him and tried to walk away but before she had the chance to, She felt a tug on her shirt as she looked down to see Kageyama having a strong grip on it.

“What’s wrong, Tobi-Kun?”

“This is unfair.”

(Y/n) looked at him with confusion written all over her face, Kageyama kept his eyes on the floor the whole time whilst his bangs covered his eyes. Unknowingly, his grip grew stronger on her shirt the more he continued to speak.

“Why do you make my heart beat so hard against my chest? Why does it hurt whenever I see you get along with others more than me? Why is it always that you show up whenever I need someone to help me?” Each question caused (y/n)’s eyes to widen whilst she could visibly see his knuckles whiten from how tightly he was holding onto her shirt, even slight trembles in his grips could be noticed.

“Tobi-?”

“Why...Why do you have to always be in my mind when I’m trying to focus on my career? IT ISN’T FAIR.” He finally looked up to her, anger evident in his eyes as his mouth pulled up into a snarl, the volume of his yell causing her to flinch away. Kageyama’s expression softened once (y/n) reacted this way, lowering his face back to face the floor, mumbling something under his breath.

“What did you say, Tobi?” She asked, her face already red from the past questions he asked, visibly noticing how Kageyama’s grip softened until he dropped his hand down to his side. He looked up to her, (y/n) being able to see how red his face was as well at that moment.

“I guess what I'm trying to say is…”

“I love you, (Y/n).”

Kageyama’s eyes wandered to the side of the gymnasium, not being able to look her  in the eye out of fear of rejection. He always wanted to confess to her ever since middle school, but (y/n)’s sudden leaving from his old school meant that she lost all contact with him at that time, he was worried that she’d have changed back then but he was glad to know that she was still that same girl he knew from ages ago.

“W-will you be my girlfriend, (Y/n)?” He asked awkwardly, slightly cringing to himself at the fact that he stuttered in that moment since the silence was killing him. (Y/n) stood there whilst she couldn’t believe what she had just heard, he finally turned to her just to see her wide-eyed expression.

“I'm sorry if I made you uncomfo-”

“Tobi-Kun?” She cut him off, looking into his eyes as she grew redder by the second. At that moment, Kageyama froze at the sound of her voice but nonetheless tried to respond.

“Hm?”

“Of course I will.” She responded, his face immediately brightening up as he hugged (y/n) tightly in that moment, slightly lifting her up. They both laughed slightly at the quick action until silence hit them. Kageyama’s face once again turned red at the next question he was about to ask her.

“Y-you don’t have to do this but, can I k-kiss you?” He asked her as he lifted her chin up, (y/n) stood on her tiptoes just so she could wrap her arms around his neck. Kageyama wrapped his arms around her waist in that moment with some hesitation, (y/n) only meekly nodding as a response. He gently cupped one of (y/n)’s cheeks with his hand whilst keeping his other arm wrapped around her waist, they both slowly leaned in just for their lips to finally meet in the middle.

so, the following fic is a commission I did. I will be posting the first part here, and here’s the link (https://archiveofourown.org/works/24759058) to which you can find the whole thing :) hope you enjoy! 

                                                    Childhood

                       “We didn’t realize we were making memories

                                We just knew we were having fun”

                                                   Ages 5 to 9

Age 5

At five years old, you were already quite perceptive of life around you. You knew subconsciously that your parents were trying to give you the best life they could. You knew that the fights your neighbors had all the time across the street meant that they would be leaving the neighborhood soon. So, why did it surprise you when you woke up one morning to your mother’s baking and your dad helping movers? Waking up that morning, you had no idea that the new neighbor was soon going to become your best friend. So, let’s go back to that morning. 

You wake up to sunlight streaming through your window and you slowly get out of bed. Your little baby feet pitter patter on the floor as you follow the smell of cocoa to the kitchen. Your mom is hard at work filling piping bags of frosting all while the stand mixer mixes away. 

“おかあさん? What are you making?” you had said in your soft, baby voice. 

Your mother barely looked up and was surprised to see you out of bed. 

“みなさん, what have I told you about sneaking up on Mommy?” she had said. 

“To not disturb” you had said confidently with your goofy little smile. 

“Exactly. Now go wash your hands, breakfast is at the table.” 

You followed her directions and pitter pattered off to the bathroom. You had pulled out the stool that was meant to help you reach the sink. You washed your hands singing the Alphabet song to yourself: “Ay Bee Cee Dee Eee Eff Gee” and once done you put everything back in its place and dried your hands. Then you had returned to the kitchen to see another kid at the dining table. 

You had scrunched up your little nose and had scrunched up your brows. You watched in the doorway as your mother ruffled the child’s hair and set a plate in front of them. They thanked your mother and she had smiled at them.“おかあさん? Who is this?” you had said bitterly because how could another child just swoop in while you were washing your hands and be served what is supposed to be your breakfast?

The other child turned and looked at you, and that is when you realized that this was a BOY. 

You had frowned even more and waited for your mother’s reply. “みなさん, this is our new neighbor...what has おかあさん and おとおうさん always taught you?” she said gently, noticing your expression. You sigh, “to be respectful” you mumble, the tips of your ears burning in embarrassment. 

You practically waddle over to the table and sit down across from the BOY. 

“I’m Tobio,” he whispers to you, and you almost miss how blue his eyes are.

You roll your eyes, grabbing your fork before whispering back, “I’m Mina”

“Nice to meet you” he murmurs and thus shoving a forkful of eggs in his mouth.

Friday... She uncrossed her legs and leaned back against the soft pillow on her bed, eyes half-lidded, as they were beginning to droop. Once, twice, the third time. Well aware of the midterm exam right around the corner, she knew this was no time to be dozing off. But at the moment, her maths textbook was discarded to her side as it was no longer of interest to her. Her mind was off somewhere else, her brain couldn't take in anything anymore. Trying to put up a valiant fight against sleep, [f/n] rubbed her tired eyes roughly, forcing them to keep working.  Ding! Her phone sounded, notifying her of a late night text. Glad of a temporary distraction, she unlocked the phone to find that it's a message from her volleyball-crazed boyfriend, Kageyama Tobio. 'oi, I'm guessing you're still up. it's past midnight already. don't prioritize revision over your health. go to sleep.' Smiling softly to herself at his rare caring side, [f/n] ran her thumbs across the keyboard.  'hey speak for yourself. if you'd been able to send that, you should still be up as well. but knowing you, i'm sure you're not up revising. what are you staying up late for, anyway?' A reply came a few minutes later. 'rewatching our match against nekoma. their setter's tricks seem useful.' '...looks like someone's gonna flunk their maths exam' The corner of [f/n]'s mouth tugged up at his Kageyama-like response. Kageyama ignored her sarcastic remark. 'if you're gonna pull an all-nighter trying to cram it all in, you're gonna sleep past our date tomorrow's morning. now sleep.' 'ok ok yeesh. you sleep too ok? love you :*' 'night dumbass' Before [f/n] knew it, sleep enveloped her in a heartbeat. The last thing she saw before drifting off was her maths textbook and the final fleeting thought in her head telling her: Screw Maths, you have a date tomorrow.  Saturday... Something was hitting on [f/n]'s back. An irritated voice followed it.  "Mfghh..." She grumbled in her throat and buried her face underneath her pillow, but the voice kept infiltrating through the fabric like the reverberant construction noises of your next-door neighbor's house that you can't cope with.  "-up it's 9 already! I thought you said you have to go revise with your friends at 9.30!" 9...9.30...revise... As quick as lightning, the girl sat straight up and bolted to the bathroom. She had to get ready as quick as possible! Her date with Kageyama was her much-needed break -- an excuse from all the all-nighters she pulled some days before trying to memorize formulas and equations. By the time [f/n] had finished getting ready (not to mention the quickest breakfast of her life in which a piece of toast was slammed into her mouth), the clock had stricken 9:43.  Puffing out the frigid yet refreshing air of Torono Town on a Saturday in early January, she dashed to the coffee shop in the town central where they were supposed to meet. Running as fast as her feet could take her, she knew from their 3 months of dating that Kageyama was not the most patient person on earth.  Stumbling through the doors of the coffee shop, she immediately came to the conclusion that her boyfriend was late as well after scanning the place for the tall yet well-built figure with splayed tresses of dark hair framing his forehead. He wasn't there. A mixed feeling of relief, slight irritation and curiosity crashed on [f/n] at the same time.  Sitting down rather hesitantly, she waited. After discovering that she had forgotten to take her phone with her and deciding that running back to fetch it would take too much effort, she spent nearly 30 minutes waiting like a loner in the middle of a bustling coffee shop. He couldn't have slept in; almost everyone who was involved in squads knew that Kageyama had woken up at the crack of dawn on more than one occasion to practice volleyball. Possibility discarded. He couldn't have been sick since he was just fine yesterday at college. Possibility discarded. He couldn't have stood her up... right? Kageyama was quite punctual for a guy, much to some people's surprise. He had never stood her up before, nor had he kept her waiting more than 5 minutes on their previous dates. If he had, he would have phoned her earlier on. Moreover, it was he who reminded her of their date last night.  Her boyfriend wouldn't pick up. 5 calls were enough. [f/n] could feel anger stirring and growing inside her. Giving the phone back to the coffee barista whom she borrowed from, [f/n] muttered a bashful thank you before taking off in the directions to Kageyama's house. A sudden small wave of guilt washed over her from the lie she told her mom last night, that she was going to a group revision instead of a date with a boy right before exam week. She promised to be home by 4 in the afternoon, and it would seem awfully suspicious if she turns up at the door 30 minutes after her hurried departure.  God had to be playing a cruel joke on her, [f/n] thought as she tried to not make eye contacts with all the carefree couples strolling hand-in-hand on the streets, enjoying a delightful weekend together. 'TOBIO!' Unselfconsciously, her fist banged on the hard wood of Kageyama's door. Twice. 'KAGEYAMA TOBIO! YOU'VE GOT AN ANGRY GIRLFRIEND AT YOUR DOOR!'   3 minutes. 7 minutes. Frustration. Anger. This date was the highlight of her week -- the reward for studying so hard. Finding the time to squeeze it in was hard enough.  10 minutes. [f/n] couldn't take it anymore. She climbed through the (apparently) open window of the Kageyama household's kitchen. Thank goodness his parents were out of town. She searched through his house and finally came to a stop in front of his bedroom door. Kageyama was in his bedroom. The boy was asleep sitting in his chair with his head on top of the computer's keyboard. One of his hands draping loosely over his phone on the desk. The yellow glow of sunlight lit the outline of the unkempt muss of dark hair on his head golden. A thin line of saliva trickled from the corner of his mouth.  'So you're the one who's sleeping through our date, eh, Tobio?' [f/n] muttered to herself.  Once again, her feelings were a mess. Just as exasperation was dominating her, Kageyama Tobio was making her warm and fuzzy inside at the sight of him deep in slumber because it was so... adorable.  Coming closer, she realized that while his body was at ease, his face wasn't. On the contrary, his face was unusually beet red. His brows furrowed unnaturally, making the slightly dark circles under his eyes more apparent. Something about him wasn't okay to her. Concerned for her boyfriend, [f/n] touched his soft hair.  Kageyama stirred in his sleep. '[f/n]...' He murmured unselfconsciously. Her skin touched his as he shifted slightly. Surprised, she recoiled her hand at the burning sensation his forehead emitted. She felt his forehead again, just to make sure what she's thinking wasn't true. His forehead was searing hot.  Rushing off to soak a towel in lukewarm water, she felt horrible about mentally taking it all out on Kageyama earlier on while the poor boy was actually suffering a bad fever. [f/n] lifted him up with all her might and hoisted him on her back to his bed across the room. Being so tall as a towering 6-foot teenager, Kageyama wasn't the lightest to carry-- him unconscious made it worse. While trying to hoist him up, his hand touched his phone and the screen blared to life, displaying a yet-to-be-sent text.  '[f/n] listen i don't think i can make it. i'm sorry. this fever's killing me. i promise i'll m'                                                                                                                             Last Autosave: 9:26 am Sitting next to the boy who was lying down, she dabbed the wet towel across his forehead. Relieved at the sight of his complexion returning to the tone it used to be, she heaved a sigh. That is until a hand touched and caressed her wrist. '[f/n]...' The thin streams of winter sunlight that shot into his face forced his eyelids open, but the soft dabbing against his forehead and the familiar scent of his girlfriend was what pulled him from his deep slumber. Dazedly, a pair of midnight blue eyes fluttered open slowly. His deep weary irises slowly coming to a focus to register the beautiful girl looking down at him.  For a moment, neither of them spoke. Kageyama didn't need explanations as to why his girlfriend was in his house, he didn't need to think. It all made sense to him in a heartbeat. His sudden blush seared through the tips of his ears and his nose, and for a second he thought his face was on fire. But Kageyama's gaze shifted to the small briny tears that gathered themselves in the corners of her eyes.  'D-Dumbass, why are you crying?' His own voice came out hoarse and raw, breaking the heavy silence in the room. [f/n], almost as if she was suddenly pulled out of a trance that shrouded the both of them, instinctively wiped away the beads of water her body had shed without her acknowledgment.  'B-Bakageyama!' She wanted to speak but all she could do was croak. 'Do you have any idea how worried I was?!' Kageyama brought his hand to her face and brushed away the sparkling oceans that had refilled themselves in the corner her eyes with a calloused thumb. 'I'm sorry.' [f/n] wrapped her arms around his head and buried her face in the crook of his neck. A pair of arms wove themselves and came to rest on the small of her back as if returning the favor. When they finally clasped each other in a warm, slow and luxurious embrace, they felt the whole world around them melted, and that only this room is alive with love.  'I woke up late this morning,' Kageyama breathed into her ear. 'As soon as I opened my eyes, my skin was heating up... like I was gonna spontaneously combust from within. I-I couldn't see clearly-- it was something like a hangover. My breaths came out rigid and odd. I couldn't even stand up without my knees buckling. So I tried to send a text to you but... everything sank into darkness before I knew it.' [f/n] tightened her arms around her boyfriend and whispered into his skin. 'You idiot... don't prioritize sports over your health.' She could feel Kageyama's husky chuckle resonating against her ribcage. Just one small reaction from him got her all smiling again. They stayed like that for a while. But suddenly remembering he was still sick, and that health had to come first, she pushed herself up. 'I'll pop over to the pharmacy and get you some meds, okay? I'll be back in a few minutes.' And just like any old nostalgic romance tales, the boy was unwilling to let his girl go. And just as it happened in this one story, he grabbed her arm just as she was getting off the bed. 'I- I barely got to be with you the whole week... Stay.' Perhaps [f/n] really couldn't resist her boyfriend's plea and the way he came to realized what he just said and his cheeks burned hot immediately afterward, or perhaps her heart didn't even want to leave his side in the first place. Either way, she didn't regret her decision.  [f/n] climbed into the bed next to Kageyama. She could always get the medicine later. Once they were settled he leaned over and kissed her. Then the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. She ran her fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them and she could feel the beating of his heart against her chest. '...So is this a home date then?' [f/n] said. She could feel his warm arm draping over her waist. 'I promised I'd make it up to you, didn't I?' Kageyama replied, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair.  His chest rising and falling against her back, their breaths in unison, and the warm blood that they could feel in each others' embrace were enough to make them happy. On one cold breezy Saturday in early January, the people of sleepy Torono town went on with their daily lives, writing their stories, making new contacts, creating joy, and spreading love.  All was well. _____________

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