#lev fluff

Bokuto Kōtaro and his lovely Roma Gyaru partner

He was and still is absolutely smitten

It only took a glance on your polka dot dress and your half up curly ponytail and he was sold. He immediately told Akaashi he had seen an angel

As he got the guts to begin talking to you he also started to compliment and boy he's observant

Maybe not to the level of detail of "The silk of this ribbon is different" BUT "I like the extensions you tried today, they're more blond!"

Loves exaggerating his chivalry and acts like a true prince charming

Also defends you if someone says Roma Gyaru is boring

Sometimes even tries to match with you and loves to go shopping, carries all the bags around with a proud smile on his face

Has a billion photos of you on his cellphone, sometimes you spend whole nights uploading his favorites to a drive since his phone starts advertising low memory (cries a little when he has to erase some)

The type of guy to take your heels or boots if your feet hurt

He proudly shows you to his teammates. Atsumu once jokingly said how he would like to see you without your usual outfit and Bokuto almost has an aneurysm - "I'm the only that can see her like that"

Carries extra mascara on his backpack in case you need it

Kozume Kenma and his cool Rokku Gyaru partner

He met you way before you decided on the style. It was at the hair saloon where he got his pudding like pattern and you got your first blue lock of hair

You shared your earphones with him and let him listen to your favorite visual kei artists and some westerns too. When he's feeling slightly nostalgic he features those songs as backgrounds on his streams

He dyes your hair even after he stoped dyeing his. Helps you choose a color even though he secretly likes the purple and red

Suffers more than you when there's time for another piercing. He's the one squeezing your hand when the tattoo shop owner uses the pistol over your ear

Collaborated with an specific make up brand just so you got access to the limited dark edition lipstick

Suffers from mini heart attacks when you decide to wear a red tho

You've joked about using his hair as a wig and you had to physically stop him to chopping it off. I mean, if you say it it's cuz you want it. What s/o says Kodzuken does

Haiba Lev and his OG Yamanba Gyaru

You'd think he'd go for someone with the same high class model aesthetic? Think twice, respectfully

Met you at a unprompted catwalk in Takeshita Street, his agency wanted to mix the usual classic appearance of its models with the vibrant place

And there you were, in all your colorful and bright glory

He swore he had a heart attack, almost kneeled his whole 196 cm in front of you. Just because he's a model doesn't mean he's nonchalant, everyone close knows that

But since he has a criminal case of resting handsome face, you thought he was judging you. And in true gyaru fashion you were ready to give him a piece of mind

Words died in your mouth when the gorgeous model opened his arms wider than a freaking eagle, started yapping about your make up and your accessories, how pretty you were and if you could give him your number

Months later the relationship was very public cuz mama didn't raise a coward and he couldn't care less about scandals

You both end up modeling for another agency that likes to showcase various styles

He learns to do your make up and it's the first one to defend you in case someone tries to make fun of you

Also the one to take it off after a long day, kissing your damp cheek albeit your protests

He loves when you accept doing a TikTok trend with him, even if his PR team cries a little on the inside

Alisa is also your best hype woman, takes you to shopping dates as you are her "beloved sister in law". Also number 1 defender, fights Lev about it

When you two go outside for a walk and the accessories do that clinking sound he smiles so wide. He adores knowing you're happy and comfy, buys a lot of face stickers and hair accessoires too

Ok so ... This took FOREVER whoever requested I'm so sorry. The moment I opened requests I didn't know I was taking more than I could chew

BUT my new goal is to do everything I left pending and resume my hobbies now that I have a new work schedule

Hope the people still around like this and if there's something to correct I'm all ears

Love ya!

It isn't long into your workday when you receive a rather ominous? phone call from one of your husband's coworkers. It isn't directly ominous, just that no one from your husband's work ever called you unless it was an emergency. Though emergency might be a stretch since most of those calls consisted of people asking for your presence. Why? well, your husband isn't the most subtle of men even if he tries to be. This time is no different, one word in and you already know they want you to do something about it.

"Please—"

"Say no more, I know you want me to come and get him. What's going on with him this time?"

"No idea, he's just been looking real depressed ever since he's got here. So please hurry [Y/N], I don't know how we're going to handle an incapacitated man by ourselves"

"On my way so hang in there"

And with that, you finish up all your leftover papers and submitted them to your boss before going on your merry way. Well, merry makes it sound like a peaceful drive when in reality, you're teetering on the edge of breaking the speed limit. Is the situation ~that~ urgent? Not really.... But it would be great if your husband could get back to work as soon as possible. Someone has got to pay the bills and you're not going to start doing it alone.

Arriving at his workplace, you push the door open to reveal your husband in all his miserable glory. Your outburst caused quite the scene, everyone stopping what they were doing to give you a surprised look before quickly returning to the task at hand. However, your husband immediately looked away with a pout once he got over the initial surprise. A weird expression since you haven't done anything to upset him today right? Definitely not, you still remembered to give him a goodbye hug before you left so things should be ok..... right?

Right?

Foolish of you to think so. But back to the problem at hand, your husband is not looking at you nor is he acknowledging you anymore. Except for his 'subtle' glances at you, those are inevitable even if you fight. So you decide to confront him head on because you need to know why he's acting so petty before he ends up skipping the entirety of work.

"Mind telling me what you're so upset about?" You muse, approaching your beloved husband.

"...Hmph"

This is not going to be easy, you can tell. If he's willing to ignore you for this, it has to be something very important to him. Conflicted by this sudden realization, you quickly turn to your husband's co workers. Only to find them nodding and already ushering the both of you out.

"Sorry for taking him, this is more serious than I thought..."

"Don't mention it, we would've sent him back home if he kept this up anyway so it's all good"

With those reassuring parting words, you affectionately shove your lover into the passenger seat and drive the both of you home.

Rushing through the door to your apartment, immediately setting everything down before standing in front of your other half sitting on the sofa. Still pouting and avoiding your stare, he's surprisingly dedicated to his angry husband act. Your lips curve into a coy smile at his antics, the things you do for him are always going to be far beyond your understanding but if it means a lot to him then you don't mind playing along. A confident stance and dressed for comfort, time to find out what exactly is upsetting your husband.

It's hard trying to deny any of your advances, your husband knows that as much as you do. He's trying to look away, he really is, but the way you call his name with the face of a kicked puppy in the rain makes his resolve crack just a little bit. Actually scratch that, his resolve is about the radius of a single spider web. But you can't blame him, cause everyone and their dog know that one look from you is enough to get the man on his knees, wallet in hand already taking his card out.

To your undying amusement, he cracks immediately. Face retreating into his collar with a red hue, turned away from you, he finally tells you what was bothering him.

"Yo...di.........is...me...is...ning..."

"What? Say that again, I can't hear you"

"You...didn't kiss me this morning...."

Oh.

O H.

So that's why, he's acting like this so you would maybe realize your mistake. It all makes sense now, the dots connect and you know damn well what you have to do now. Although you don't know how much you owe in his terms, the best you can do is overcompensate until your debt of kisses is paid.

The sudden silence prompts your husband to lift his head at you, still looking at him intently. Seconds of silence go by between you, anticipation and panic rising in your spouse. Suddenly, you tackle him deeper into the sofa with your whole body weighing on him. The air blown out of his lungs, his ribs bruised, and heart pounding, your lover can do nothing but watch as you take his face into your hands and squishing his cheeks. A pout of your own looking down at his trapped figure, face nudging closer and closer until he can feel your lips ghosting over the tip of his nose.

Breathlessly scanning your features as you look at him with hearts in your eyes, blushing at the proximity even at marriage. Leaning your foreheads against each other, your uttered words clearing the fog in his mind.

"Why.....are you so..... cute!"

An array of kisses comes his way, quicker than he can comprehend. All over his red face, kisses on his forehead, both his cheeks, the spot between his eyebrows, on the bridge of his nose, anywhere he makes sure to tell you were his favourite to get a kiss.

"You could've"—

MUAH

"Just"—

MUAH

"Told me to come see you at work"—

MUAH

"And I would've come right away to give you as many kisses as you want"—

MUAH

Overwhelmed with your kisses, your husband can do nothing but wrap his arms around you and pull you closer. You only relent when he buries his face into your neck, his head moving back and forth as to bury himself deeper. It's so cute, how your husband tucks his face away from the world and into your shoulder. You can see the tips of his ears burn red, showing that you did more than a good job at lifting his spirit. His kiss-o-meter at a resounding 110% thanks to your efforts, more than enough to last him until tomorrow no doubt.

Your husband can smell the perfume you put on for work, it's faint but clear. He feels warmth all over his face, both from his position and your kisses. More than satisfied with your onslaught of affection, yet he craves more from you. He can never get enough of you anyway, so why stop now. Untucking his face from the junction of your neck and shoulder, he looks up at you. Not surprised to see you staring back at him, loving the way you smile at him. Raising his face to brush his nose against yours, his heart-melting words flow like a whisper to you.

"I love you, can you kiss me again?"

Y/n, filled with a whirlwind of emotions, had harbored a secret crush on Lev for what felt like an eternity. They were not one for bold gestures or confident confessions, instead opting to admire him from afar, stealing glances whenever they could muster the courage.

But today was different. Today, fueled by a sudden surge of determination, y/n decided it was time to finally act on their feelings. With shaky hands and a racing heart, they approached Lev as he stood near the gymnasium doors, a small group of teammates surrounding him.

"Hey, Lev," y/n managed to squeak out, their voice barely audible above the chatter of the hallway.

Lev turned towards them, his golden eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Oh, hey there! What's up?"

Y/n felt a blush creep onto their cheeks, their nerves threatening to overwhelm them. But they pushed through, determined to see this through to the end.

"I, um, I was wondering if, uh…" They stumbled over their words, unable to form a coherent sentence in the presence of the object of their affection.

Lev tilted his head, a puzzled expression crossing his face. "Is something wrong?"

y/n's heart pounded in their chest, their palms growing clammy with anxiety. They couldn't do it. They couldn't bring themselves to confess their feelings to him face to face.

Without another word, they turned on their heel and fled, leaving Lev standing there with a bemused expression.

Confusion clouded Lev's features as he watched y/n’s retreating figure. He couldn't understand what had just happened, but one thing was for certain – they had left something behind.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Lev bent down and picked up the small slip of paper that had fallen to the ground. It was a note, hastily scrawled handwriting barely legible.

For a moment, Lev hesitated, unsure if he should read it. But curiosity won out, and he unfolded the note, his eyes scanning the words written upon it.

"Dear Lev," it read, "I've admired you from afar for so long, but I've never been able to find the courage to tell you how I feel. I know this is probably weird, but I just wanted you to know that someone out there thinks you're amazing. Even if you never feel the same way about me, I'll still be cheering you on from the sidelines."

A warmth spread through Lev's chest as he read the heartfelt words. He couldn't help but smile, touched by the sincerity of the confession.

With a newfound determination, Lev tucked the note into his pocket, vowing to find the mysterious admirer and thank them properly.

Meanwhile, y/n lurked in the shadows, their cheeks burning with embarrassment. They had done it – they had finally confessed their feelings to Lev, albeit in the most awkward way possible.

But as they watched him read the note with a smile on his face, a sense of relief washed over them. Maybe, just maybe, their clumsy confession hadn't been such a failure after all.

And as Lev looked up from the note, his eyes met theirs across the crowded hallway, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Maybe there was hope for them yet.

.

.

he lets out a loud gasp with his hand over his mouth in feigned surprise, “oh look who it is! my darling! my beautiful darling!” he takes a big step and slides across the wooden flooring towards your direction, leaving just enough space between you to perform a sweeping bow. “oh my! look at that enormous sandwich! just what i was craving, what a lucky man i am! now what else am i missing? hm let’s see, ah! a morning kiss to start the day!” not giving you time to respond to his monologue, he cups your face with his large hands and gives you a big fat kiss on the lips. “to thank my dearest sweetie, i shall do the honours of making us a cup of coffee each!”

you watch as he pops the coffee capsules into the coffee machine and collects the aromatic liquid with your matching couple mugs, a blissful fragrance filling your cosy kitchen. he places your mug in front of you and you tilt your head up to kiss him gratefully. he plops in the seat opposite you, rubbing his hands gleefully as he eyes the scrumptious looking breakfast you had prepared for him. he picks up the sandwich, hungrily licking his lips he before opening his mouth scarily wide to take a huge bite of your generously portioned sandwich. you grin proudly when you hear the deep hum of approval resonating from his chest, immediately breaking out into a hearty laugh when you hear the loud exaggerated moan that followed after.

the sight before you makes you recall the video you had watched earlier. leaning forward, you rest your head on your left hand, a devious grin making its way onto your face.

“you know darling, i love you and all but…” your boyfriend’s curious eyes dart up to meet yours upon hearing your voice, silently urging you to go on. his gaze tugs on your heart strings but you are way too absorbed to pull out now.

“maybe you should stop acting so childish all the time, it’s getting annoying.”

his eyes widen and he halts mid bite, never breaking eye contact with you. he blinks. once, twice, before a frown takes over his handsome features. hurriedly swallowing the food in his mouth, he stutters “do you really think so? a-am i starting to annoy you?”

the way his voice cracks and comes out in barely a whisper shatters your resolve. you reach out to hold his hand in yours but it was too late, you see the tears brimming in his eyes. alarmed, you jump up and rush to his side to pull him into a tight hug, mentally cursing yourself for acting on your silly impulsive thoughts. “no no no i’m sorry baby i was joking! i didn’t mean that, i just saw a video of someone pranking their partner and i thought it would be fun to see your reaction…” you pull back and rest your fingers against his cheek. “hey look at me”, you gently tilt his head to face you, “i’m so sorry baby, i love you so much, you know that don’t you?”

he does not respond for a moment, eyes looking everywhere but at you.

“you’re so mean! why would you do that! i really thought you got tired of my antics…” he murmurs, lips forming an adorable pout.

“no i would never! you know how much i love it when you’re being your goofy self. i’m so sorry sweetie… please forgive me? i promise i will make it up to you!” your thumb strokes the apples of his cheeks in a silent plea.

“fine, just promise me you’ll never do this again!” he folds his arms and huffs.

“i promise!” you nod furiously, peppering his face with kisses, first on his forehead, then on both sides of his cheeks and finally one on his pouting lips. you linger on the last one a little longer, feeling the way the corner of his lips curl up, before pulling away to flash a bright smile at your significantly happier boyfriend.

“well since you said you will make it up to me, let me eat your sandwich!”

you deadpanned. perhaps this was just part of your boyfriend’s antics to get an extra share of breakfast after all. but you didn’t mind, not when he looked at you with that childish smug grin on his face.

— OIKAWA, BOKUTO, tendo, hinata, nishinoya, lev, ATSUMU