ASK: Headcanons for how Kageyama, Lev, Aone, Oikawa, Akaashi and Terushima react when their crush shows up in a sexy bunny-girl costume (her volleyball team lost their tournament and this was the consequence) and confesses her feelings to them
I did these as mini scenarios I suppose, I just suck at head canons. I hope you like these.
Kageyama
When she entered the room, Kageyama wondered if he was dreaming. That couldn’t be his crush clad in such a scandalous outfit and walking directly towards him. All around he could hear his team reacting to her appearance, particularly Tanaka-san and Nishinoya-san who he was sure were being restrained by Ennoshita-san.
As she stopped in front of him, he worked diligently to keep his eyes only on her face.
“Kageyama-kun, I…I wanted you to know I care deeply about you. Pl…please accept my feelings.”
Her confession caught him off guard and he couldn’t get his mouth to work past his jaw unhinging and hanging down. After a few moments of silence, Hinata smacked his arm. “Answer her, Bakageyama!”
“Yes!” he shouted, voice echoing through the gym. He grabbed her hand, tugging her away from prying eyes. “I accept your feelings but can you put some clothes on!”
Lev
“Wow, _____-chan! It’s not Halloween is it?” Lev cried, eyes wide as he looked her over.
From his left he heard Kuroo’s low whistle, but couldn’t react, not when she was looking at him like that, looking like that.
“Lev-kun, I….I really, really like you,” she said, eyes averted to the ground, hand rubbing up and down her arm. “Would…you like to go out some time?”
“EH?!!” His outburst had her head whipping back to look at him. “You like me?! I…I’ve had a crush on you forever! I can’t believe this!”
“Lev, maybe you should stop embarrassing her further,” Yaku scolded. “And get her some cover you pervert!”
Aone
“Oi, Aone, isn’t that _______-chan?” Futakuchi asked, cheeks warming a bit.
The middle blocker turned his attention towards the gym door, eyes growing wider and wider as more of her came into view; much, much more.
Rushing forward, he grabbed his jacket, hurrying to throw it about her shoulders and zip it up. His face held his question and she blurted out, “I’m sorry to embarrass you, Aone-kun! I had a bet with the rival team’s captain that beat us and I had to do this as consequence of losing the tournament last week!”
Aone’s blood boiled; who could be so callous as to heap embarrassment like this upon the shame of loss?
He barely heard her next words, said so lowly he wondered if he imagined them. “And I have to tell you how I’m in love with you.”
He looked down at her, lips slightly parted in shock. Blinking rapidly, he hums, nodding once and holding out his hand. Tentatively she takes it, looking up at him with a sweet smile.
Oikawa
“Ooooohh, ______-chan, what is this scandalous outfit for? Are you trying to get my attention?” Oikawa crooned as she walked towards him. Despite his teasing tone and smirking face inwardly he was dying; how could she let all these guys see her like this? He wanted to be the only one to see her exposed as such…once he’d actually told her how he felt…if he ever would.
“That’s exactly it,” she confirmed, fingers grazing through his hair. The touch and her proximity with that much flesh showing had all the blood formerly in his head rushing below his waist line. “I know you hear this all the time, Oikawa-kun, but I love you. I hope you can return my affection.” When he didn’t answer, she shrugged her shoulders despite the ache in her heart. “Oh well, I tried,” she sighed, but the sound of a thud had her turning back around. There, blood running down his nose, lay Oikawa unconscious.
“Oikawa-kun?” she cried, kneeling next to him.
“Great, now how are we gonna get him ready for the match?” Iwaizumi complained, draping his jacket over her back. “Go get changed, I’m sure he’ll be professing his love as soon as he comes to.”
Akaashi
The gym was empty save for himself and Bokuto but Akaashi could feel his eyelids growing heavier. They’d been at it for hours and in his opinion it was time to call it a night. Just as he opened his mouth to call out to Bokuto, who’d gone to the storage room for another towel, he spotted her. Through the door walked _____-chan, his crush since the beginning of the year, wearing the sexiest bunny costume he’d ever seen. Come to think of it, he’d never seen anything like it before. Bewildered with wide eyes he stood rigid as she stepped further into the room.
“Akaashi!!!” Bokuto’s voice called, “Let’s do another fifty!”
Suddenly the setter was taking off across the room, meeting his friend at the door and blocking his view of her. “Hey,” Bokuto said surprised to find him there, “what’s up?”
With how dry his throat was and the rapidity of his pulse, Akaashi couldn’t believe he managed to speak even somewhat normally. “Sorry, I had something come up, do you mind cleaning up the gym?” When the ace looked inclined to whine about it, he added quickly, “I’ll make it up to you at morning practice. Fifty sets, they’re yours.”
Bokuto still pouted but finally replied, “OK, see you tomorrow.”
Akaashi glanced behind him, glad she’d had the foresight to leave. He had no idea what was going on but all he knew was he didn’t want anyone ever seeing her like that; except him.
He dashed out the door, surprised to find her with crossed arms waiting for him.
“Sorry, I…I didn’t want…”
“It’s fine Akaashi-san, I’m sorry to cause you so much trouble,” she said miserably.
“Wha…what are you doing?”
Quickly she explained the wager but when it came time for the big reveal (other than her skin) she faltered. Taking a deep breath she finally admitted, “I…I really like you and I’m sure this is the last way you wanted to find out but, it’s the truth and I hope it doesn’t mess up my chances and-”
“I feel the same way,” he said, voice surprisingly even. Then he stepped closer, voice lowering even more. “Now let’s get you changed, the last thing I need is for Bokuto to see you like this, he’ll never stop talking about it.”
Terushima
Johzenji’s captain was pretty sure he’d died and gone to heaven. He remained leaned against the wall, eyes trailing up and down her body as she stumbled towards him. Whoever insisted she wear high heels would be getting a thank you fruit basket from him. As she settled in front of him, he looked at her with hooded eyes, smile crooked. “To what do I owe this pleasurable view?” he asked smoothly.
“Um…I…I don’t know if you heard but we lost our tournament and…and there was a wager I had with the captain of the other team.”
“Yeah, sorry about that, tough break.” It was miracle he managed to have any sincerity in his tone. He was loving every second of her misfortune but how could she blame him?
“That…that’s not all,” she went on, voice small and eyes to the floor. He frowned, standing to his full height. Shyly she met her eyes to his. “I…I also have to confess…how I feel about you.”
His smile was back in full force. “Oh? And how would that be?”
She blushed, legs wobbling under the strain of holding herself in unfamiliar shoes. If she didn’t get this out now, she’d never do it and all of this embarrassment would have been for nothing. “I really like you, Terushima-kun, will you…will you accept my feelings?”
“That depends,” he returned, trailing his hand through her hair, “do I get to see you in this again…in private?”