Akashi smiles, amused at your attempt to be sneaky. He knew you were there, of course, but it makes him happy to let you play this little game.
Taking the card, he opens it, reads your message, then tucks it safely in his jacket pocket. Deftly, he turns in your arms, tilts your chin up and kisses you lightly.
“Does that answer your question?” he asks teasingly.
Half asleep thanks to a late practice the night before and long day of school, Asahi almost misses the gift in his haste to get ready for afternoon practice.
He looks about, a deep blush on his face.
“Whatcha got there?” Suga asks with a smile.
“Looks like our ace has a secret admirer,” Daichi teases, smacking him on the back.
Asahi blushes more, stammering out, “I…I mean…maybe it’s a mistake? They probably just put them in the wrong locker.”
But he opens the box, just in case, and sees a small card with “To the ace of my heart, happy Valentine’s Day Azumane-san” written in pretty, flourished handwriting.
“Yeah, big mistake,” Suga chuckles.
Awww! Thank you for the doughnut *munch munch munch*
“Hey,” a gruff voice says next to you making you jump.
When you look up, there’s Yamazaki Hiroshi, with…is that a balloon in his hand?
“This is fer you,” he grunts, roughly pushing the string into your hand. Bewildered you look at him again only to hear a snickering that gives you pause.
Glancing behind, you see the rest of his team watching the proceedings and frown. It’s one thing to be teased on Valentine’s Day, it’s another to be teased by the guy you, for whatever reason, actually like.
You open your mouth to give him a piece of your mind only to snap it closed when you feel the press of lips to your cheek. “There’s more where that came from,” he smirks, grabbing your hand and dragging you off.
Standing by the fountain, you twist the edge of your jacket nervously. It isn’t every day you find yourself on a blind date! Your friend hadn’t been very specific, only saying he was kind, a little shy (maybe a lot) and was adorable.
“______?”
Your name, spoken softly but clearly, has you turning around where you find Yamaguchi Tadashi standing with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
His cheeks are a little pink, highlighting his freckles in the cutest fashion. “I hope you don’t mind such a simple date, I thought it would be a good way to get to know each other a bit better,” he explains.
You nod, thanking him for the flowers and falling in step with him, the two of you making way towards the serene pond, enjoying the colors of the sky as the sun sets.
He’d wanted to see you all day but both of your responsibilities prevented that. Well, yours did anyway, if it were up to him he’d have blown off half of what he needed to do but because he knew you’d be upset that he was slacking, he made sure to get everything done, even if some of it was half-assed.
Now, finally, he’s at your door. The hour is late but he doesn’t want to wait until tomorrow. When you answer his knock, of course already in your pajamas, he smiles that smile and leans down to kiss you.
“Thought we could have a sleepover,” he says lightly.
You purse your lips, unsure of his real intentions (not that you’d mind “sleeping” but you have an early morning). Seeing your hesitation, he flicks your forehead. “Oi, I mean actually sleep, perv.”
He laughs at your pout, ushering you back inside and to your bedroom, teasing you the whole way.
Ushijima fidgets with the box in his hands. Not usually one to go out of his way for others, he really hopes you like what he made.
As you make your way towards him, a bright smile on your face, his stern expression softens slightly.
With a confidence he hardly feels, he hands you the box.
“Thank you, Wakatoshi-kun,” you say, pulling upon the ribbon to loosen the bow.
Opening it reveals homemade cookies, your favorite kind.
“Your mom gave me the recipe,” he offers, looking bashful for the first time, “I hope you enjoy them.”
You beam up at him, stand on tip toes and kiss his cheek. “I love them because they’re from you,” you say.
“Yes, well, if they’re bad, make sure you don’t eat them to spare my feelings,” he insists, making you giggle.
“Senpai, did you see this?” Lev shouts waving the card two and fro.
Yaku snatches it out of his hand, reads it and blushes two shades of red. He looks all around but can’t see the sender.
He can only hope you reveal yourself at Nationals, preferably after they win.
Hi sweetie! Happy Valentine’s Day. I don’t actually do character ships, sorry! This is for if you want to give or receive a Valentine’s (reader insert only).
Oh thank you so much nonnie! You are the sweetest and I really, really, really appreciate you taking the time to reach out to me.
Sometimes I’m reluctant to share how I’m feeling because I don’t want to sound like I’m whining or being manipulative to get validation. But it’s nice to know I’m not alone (solidarity from other creators) and that readers appreciate my work (such as yourself).
So thank you, thank you, thank you, for being supportive and wonderful and encouraging.
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