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Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

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Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

I’m actually really proud of this piece and I hope people enjoy it.

Consume Me!

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ASK: How about… omegaverse au featuring omega(s)! Hinata, Furihata, Sakurai, and Kenma experiencing their first heat since after getting together with their alpha!gf. Maybe a progression story for them getting to their gf to eventually actually mating with them? @3@ or however you see fit after reading my jumbled message.

I understand perfectly, I just hope I got this AU right and that you enjoy! Sorry it took so long!

It’s hot, plain and simple. 

Kenma feels an annoying trickle of sweat snaking down the back of his neck. It’s distracting, which is bad since this level is really hard and he’s already died five times. Frowning, teeth grit, he endures, blessing the video game gods for an unexpected save point that allows him time to shuck his sweatshirt and socks. Did his roommate turn up the heater?

Downing the bottle of water next to him as though he’s just found an oasis in the desert, Kenma resumes his play, steadfastly ignoring the increasing temperature in favor of defeating the second form of the final boss on this level.

That is until Kuroo almost tears the hinges off his door. Startled the console falls from Kenma’s hands just as he was about to deal the finishing blow. 

And he dies. Again.

But before he can reprimand Kuroo for his piss poor timing and completely unnecessary dramatics his former captain all but shouts, “What the fuck are you doing and why isn’t ______ here?”

Kenma stands, argument sharp on his tongue until he notices Kuroo is shivering slightly.

“Why are you cold? It’s like a furnace in here,” he says quietly.

When Hyuuga fixes him with that look, Furihata shrinks back. “How many times have you been told to make sure you’re with your alpha during your heat!” he snaps.

“Heat? Is…is that what’s happening?” Furihata asks voice shaky.

Hyuuga blinks rapidly. “You didn’t know? You…you’ve never had-”

Furihata shakes his head back and forth fast enough that Hyuuga’s afraid he’ll make himself pass out.

“Ok, ok, calm down,” he offers, stepping forward to attempt at comfort but the closer he gets the more his alpha calls to Furihata’s omega and that is not an experience he wants either of them to have. That and ______-chan will fucking murder him if he touches what’s hers. “Look,” he grits out, forcing himself to step back, “you need to get to her or get her here, which is it gonna be?”

“She’s not too far, I’ll run,” Furihata almost squeaks, tearing past Hyuuga who in the absence of the overwrought omega breathes a sigh of relief.

Maybe he can convince Riko to let him actually be the alpha tonight.

Sakurai pumps his legs but as his heat grows stronger so does the attention he’s garnering from other alphas. It’s embarrassing to say the least but he forces himself to focus only on getting to ______.

But in his haste and blind panic, he makes a wrong turn, ending up face to face with a group of women who positively radiate alpha.

“Oooooo, you’re a cutie,” one of them, a blonde, coos.

“And you smell so good,” another, this one with glasses, practically purrs.

“I…I’m sorry…” Sakurai whimpers, bottom lip trembling.

“No need to be sorry, love,” a previously unnoticed redhead assures, “but it does look like you could use some help. Feel like cooling off?”

The touch of a finger to his neck has Sakurai practicing salivating. He needs release but he doesn’t’ want it with just any alpha; he wants his alpha.

He shakes his head, back pedaling as fast as his shaking legs can take him. “So….sorry! I…I have to…I have a….”

“He has an alpha, bitches. Go get your own.”

Hinata whirls around, a mixture of relief and utter need playing across his face.

“What a shame, he’s a doll,” blondie supplies but backs off, they all do, when they see ______ will fuck them up if they touch what’s hers again.

“Come on Shoyou. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me but I’ll take care of you,” she says, grabbing his hand and tugging him in the direction of her house.

“Gwah! I…I need…it hurts…it…burns,” Hinata pants.

“I know baby, but I’m not mating you in the street. It’d be like dumping blood in shark infested waters. We’re almost there, hang on.”

They run faster and the moment the door shuts Hinata is writhing and humping against her, eager for any friction or stimulation he can get. She grabs the back of his hair, tugging back to expose his neck and latches on making him cry out. Forgoing the bedroom, ______ shoves Hinata onto the couch, whips off his pants and hers then crawls on top of him.

Normally she’d like to take her time but Hinata looks fevered and she’s afraid he’s going to pass out. As she sinks onto him, taking his weeping and blood rushed cock, Hinata sobs her name, fingernails tearing at the cushions.

She stills, stroking his face and kissing him gently, allowing his breathing to come back down a bit. “It’s ok, you’re ok now,” she whispers, rocking her hips experimentally. When the groan Hinata lets out isn’t laced with pain, she smiles. “I’m going to ride you now, baby. I’m going to make it all better, ok?”

He nods, leaning up to kiss her, trailing his hands through her hair. She grabs his wrists, pinning them above his head. Drawing up she slams back down, making Hinata’s mouth fall open in a perfect “o”, his breathing increasing once more.

“Keep your eyes on me, Shoyou, let me watch you,” she insists.

He obeys, the standing tears in his eyes rolling down still flushed cheeks.

“I love you,” he gasps.

“I love you too, Shoyou. Now, be a good boy and come for me.” She rides harder, grinding down, pumping him for all he’s worth. “Come on, Shoyou. That’s it, that’s it, good boy. You’re such…a…good…boy.”

Hinata’s whole body tenses, the release of his seed erupting into her eager body.

When he goes slack, she gets up to gather a towel and some water. By the time she returns, Hinata is curled up on his side, fast asleep.

Smiling, she sits side legged on the floor, trailing a delicate touch over his cheek. She still needs release of her own but for now she’ll let her little omega rest.

It is his first heat after all.   

imagines/reactions for GOM, Kagami, Hyuga, Kiyoshi, Kasamatsu, Takao, Wakamatsu, Himuro, Mayuzumi, Mibuchi, Haizaki seeing their s/o jump into the pits of hell, literally, during a satanic ritual because she’s the daughter of a demon and the chosen one to spread terror on earth so she killed herself to prevent it from happening?

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I definitely felt some inspiration from Supernatural (the tv show) on this one so I added a few elements from there to shake things up a bit. I really hope you enjoy it and I’m sorry it took so long to get done!

Kuroko: His blue eyes flash brightly, wings sprouting in an instant and he tears across the grounds, arms outstretched to catch you. Demon daughter or not, you’re the woman he loves and he won’t let you sacrifice yourself. There has to be another way.

Aomine: Roars in fury as you fall, unloading his clips into the cult members as retribution for their part in driving you to this. Why did they want actual hell on earth when it was already bad enough?

Kise: Being an incubus, Kise was somewhat versed in the lore surrounding you but had always chalked it up to a fantasy told to little demon children at night. But now that he’s fallen in love with you, you’re more than just a power source for him. He jumps into the pit, intent on finding you and somehow bring you back to life.

Midorima: Races home to tear through his inventory. With the amount of lucky, unlucky, cursed, blessed and magic items he’s acquired, there HAS to something someone powerful enough to undo what’s been done wants and right now no price is too high to pay to get you back.

Murasakibara: Clenches his fists, ready to crush any and all who stand in his way. At the very least, he’ll find your body and give you a proper send off so no one can use your visage against him.

Akashi: As son of another head demon, he was well aware of the role you were to play. He’s disappointed you would choose this path rather than stay by his side and rule as was your destiny. No matter, there are ways of bringing you back.

Kagami: Rushes to the pit, his fellow hunters unable to hold him back except for Aomine, who latches onto his collar yelling that it’s too late and killing himself won’t bring you back. Kagami falls to his knees, the flames of hell dancing before him. Maybe he can make a deal?

Hyuga: He really shouldn’t be surprised at this point. Nothing and no one is ever what they seem in this line of work so why would he think this time would be different? Anger floods his chest to mix with the sadness as he wonders if you knew about this from the beginning.

Kiyoshi: Tears roll down his cheeks as he recalls the night before, your words of everlasting love echoing in his mind; so this was why. He crumples to the ground, chest heaving. Why did you have to be so noble?

Kasamatsu: Can’t keep from throwing up, expelling the contents of his stomach on the ground. Wiping his mouth, he stands again, determined to find a way to get you back, no matter who or what he needs to kill.

Takao: Starts laughing hysterically. That did not just happen! It’s an illusion, a nightmare, maybe someone slipped him something but there’s no way he just watched the love of his life fling herself into hell. Even weeks later, he denies it, insisting you’re on a long hunt and will be home “any day now”.

Wakamatsu: Loses his voice from screaming obscenities as he rushes the group of worshipers. Imayoshi has no time to stop him, watching with thin tight lips as his friend leaps after you.

Himuro: Walks slowly towards where he last saw you, eyes fixed on the crater you’ve leapt into. His face betrays none of the raging storm brewing within. He puts the ring around his neck on his finger, a purple light emitting from his body as it settles against his skin. He swore to Kagami never to use this again but desperate times…

Mayuzumi: Scoffs at your impulsive behavior. Apparently you’ve forgotten the extensive collection of research and lore rich books he has available at his fingertips. Another solution may have been had, but you just had to be a hero.

Mibuchi: Cries in anguish at his loss. He was sure he’d tied the ropes tight enough to keep you from getting here and doing this but you’d managed somehow anyway to put him and everyone else first. He doesn’t know if he hates or loves you for that.

Haizaki: He turns his gun formerly trained on the spectators to his own head. You were the one person in this whole damn world who loved him as he is; flawed and damaged beyond repair. What point is there in going on, now that you’re gone?
 

Kasa bby with letters o and p ? Please jade !!

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Kasamatsu

O: Orgasm (Describe coming–who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

 Kasamatsu’s brow furrows, his frown lines deepening as he works to concentrate on holding back but it’s too late. He’s overwhelmed by the feelings (emotional and physical) that he’s experiencing and it all leads to him unloading well before he intends to.

He’s embarrassed, of course, eager to please but unsure how to do so because this is their first time. Well, it’s his first time, he’s not exactly sure of her because he’s always been too nervous to ask, feeling it was way too intrusive.

Which is ironic considering his dick, although softening, is still buried all the way to the hilt in her sweet warmth.

“Yukio.” Her voice calls him out of the darkness and he opens his eyes. She’s smiling, her hand reaching up to caress his face. “Did I…did it feel good?” she asks, a bit breathless.

He huffs, tilting his neck. “It felt amazing.” He leans up, capturing her lips in a deep kiss, murmuring against them, “You’re amazing.”

“So are you,” she reassures.

He tries to smile, tries to enjoy this moment for all it’s worth despite his embarrassment. “There’s other ways, you know,” she adds, fingers tracing over his shoulders.

“Show me,” he requests, holding her close, face buried in her neck to hide his blush. “Show me how to make you feel that good.”

P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)

F for Ennoshita for the ABC thing! 😊

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Family (anything involving family, or if they seem like the type not to be that close to their family, their friends)

Awww! Our up and coming captain in training! I’m going with a snapshot in the future because these boys with families of their own make me melt!

Ennoshita ends up marrying his college sweetheart and they have three kids:

First Born (son): Hansuke – (a very helpful friend)

Second Born (son) (2 years younger than 1st born): Naoyuki (truth and happiness)

Third Born (daughter) (4 years younger than 1st born): Nozomi (hope, wish)

To no one’s surprise, Ennoshita is PRO at gathering video of each of his children. From when they were in their mother’s stomach all the way to their high school graduation, he somehow manages to capture almost every major moment on film (having his own filming company helps since he can work from home and make his own schedule). 

As much as they complained about it at the time (depending on their shyness and age) all three of his kids make sure to tell him how much they appreciate having such a wonderful, literally personal piece of their history. 

Ohhh a new headcannon game! How about C for Kuroko? :)

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Cuddle (Are they cuddly people? How do they like to hug/ be hugged?)

Awwww! Thank you for picking this sweetheart! He definitely needs a lot more love (funny considering he’s in the title of the anime! lol). 

Does Kuroko cuddle? ABSOLUTELY! He loves having his girl reclined (on the couch or in bed), his arms wrapped around her waist and his head on her stomach with her finger carding through his hair. He’ll fall asleep so fast in this position so hopefully she’s ok with staying in one place for a while! 

When they’re seated upright on the couch watching TV or just catching up on their respective days, he’ll either have his arm around her, fingers tracing up and down her arm or her hands in his with his thumbs circling gently over her skin. 

Kiyoshi Tepp-bae *wink wonk* Ummm D, O, R, and Y lolol

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Hello dear! Thank you for the request and sorry it took so long to do. I did say (2) letters per character so I went ahead and picked them. Hope you enjoy!

D: Dry Humping (Describe a dry-humping scene)

O: Orgasm (Describe coming–who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

Teppei moans into her neck, sliding his hands up and down her waist as she grinds against his crotch. They’d barely made it into his apartment, her lips everywhere she could reach on the taller male. He’d chucked his shirt but hadn’t had the presence of mind to yank off his pants or her skirt before pulling her into his lap. The feel of her pressed against his burning erection pulls a sharp inhale from them both.

“Uhn, that feels so good,” he moans, thrusting upwards.

“Teppei, let me up so we can take off our clothes.” She moves to stand up but he tugs her down.

“Please baby, I can’t wait,” he confesses, eyes burning into hers.

She nods, shifting her weight to a preferable angle and presses down hard, raking her fingers through his hair to tug his face to her chest, the top of which he’s managed to expose through use of eager fingers prior to his hands reaching their current position on her hips. He licks the salt sweat from her skin, reveling in the taste of her as she continues to grind against him. 

The room fills with the sound of heavy breathing, gasps and moans of each other’s name

occasionally

breaking through.

Kiyoshi falls heavily against the back of the couch, mouth hung open in desperation for air. He feels too hot, pants uncomfortably tight when she moves away but every time she hits down it’s at the exact pressure he needs for searing pleasure to rip through his body.

“Oh fuck baby, I’m…I’m so close. You’re so good at making me feel good.”

She leans forward, head swimming from the power trip of having her normally goofball boyfriend so thoroughly coming undone. He jumps when her tongue thrusts into his ear, shivering the next moment as it trails along the rim of the same before her breath ghosts over him, her voice surprisingly deep as she says, “Come for me, Iron Heart.”

A groan rips from his throat as Kiyoshi allows himself to let go, releasing into his pants.

She stills her motion, both still breathing heavily. When their eyes open and gazes meet, she smiles sweetly, trailing her fingers delicately over his face. He returns the smile, eyes half closed and legs twitching, aftershocks of his explosive orgasm.

“Feel better?” she asks, leaning forward to peck his lips.

He nods. “Mmmhmmm and as a thank you,” he leans to the side, shifting to lie back on the couch while drawing her hips towards his head, “I’m gonna make sure you get a hell of a ride yourself.”

(Hopefully this counts as minor enough character, if not feel free to delete or ignore or choose one of your favorites instead) J- Jealous (“Claiming” a partner) or G – Gentle (gentle/loving mid-sex gestures) for Yaku Morisuke ////

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He absolutely does and I’m sorry this took so long for me to get done. I miss seeing you on my dash and really hope you’re doing well sweetie. Hope these are to your liking!

G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures)

The press of her lips became less engaging, her hands shaking. Concerned, Yaku leans up, forcing his eyes open. They’re half clothed, his shirt gone while she’s in a t-shirt and underwear. Concerned by her expression, he rests his palm against her cheek, thumb trailing under her eye.

“Hey,” he says, voice soft, “what’s wrong?” She takes in a shaky breath, eyes averting to the wall but he tugs her chin, gently making her look at him. “Talk to me,” he insists.

Another breath and she finally admits, “I…no matter how many times we do this, I just…I’m afraid you…I’m not…” she pauses and he waits, allowing her the time she needs to voice her thoughts, her fears. Finally the words, “I don’t feel pretty enough for you,” spill out of trembling lips. He stills their tremor with a kiss, gentle, slow, long and full of passion, his hand raking through her hair down to her neck, fingers caressing the sensitive spot he discovered the week before.

When his chest can no longer forego air, Yaku pulls away, admiring his handy work in the form of her lips plush from his attentions.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he says, smiling at her. “I mean, literally, I want to fuck you gorgeous.”

Her cheeks erupt into crimson at his brash words but his tone is still soft, still kind. “I love you,” he continues, kissing down her cheek to her jaw where he switches to use his tongue, smirking with satisfaction when she arches into him as he trails to ear. Reaching it, he whispers, “Please let me show you how much.”

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

It could have been any number of things that finally broke Yaku’s tentative hold on his temper that day but the sight of Lev deliberating flirting with his girlfriend was the nail in the coffin for his self control.

Stomping across the gym, he grabbed her wrist, tugging her away from the taller male.

“Morisuke, what’s wrong?” she asked a bit breathless.

For answer, he sat on the lowest level bleacher, pulling her onto his lap and sealing his lips over hers in a desperate kiss. It wasn’t difficult to engage his tongue with hers when she gasped in surprise at his actions. He felt her fingers tighten their hold of his jacket as her body shifted to move away from him, clearly torn between wanting him to continue and being embarrassed of their display in front of the team.

Yaku pulled her back down easily, moving his mouth to her neck where he kissed up to her ear, growling, “I’m gonna make sure they know just who you’re with and why.” He bit the lobe and she cried out, slamming a hand over her mouth to stifle further noises.

From across the room, Kuroo whistled lowly. “Looks like demon-senpai has come out to play,” he remarked, grin widening. Clapping his hands garnered some of the team’s attention. “Four laps,” he called out, groans erupting from the mass of red. “You can thank Lev for them,” the captain went on, hustling them out of the gym.

“Yaku, when you’re done sucking face, get your ass in gear!” he shouted over his shoulder, laughing as the libero flashed him the middle finger without breaking the seal of his lips over his girlfriend’s mouth.

Work Break with Tanakai

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Tanaka’s mouth tastes like coffee and cream, his tongue prodding deep into your own.

“Ryu, wait-“ you whimper when his hands slide under the front of your shirt, palming your breasts.

“You’re on break, stop wasting time arguing,” he grunts back, sucking roughly on your neck making your legs almost give out.

Falling to his knees, he tugs your pants down to around your ankles. You cover your mouth as his tongue slides over the slick of your core. He pushes deeper, hands grasping your ass.

“Ryu, fuck…just like that…please.” You’re trying to whisper but he’s just so good at this!

He feels the tremor of your body, legs shaking as he latches onto your clit and sucks hard. You come, biting your knuckles to keep from screaming out loud.

Smug, Tanaka stands, wiping the evidence from his face with the back of his hand. Popping in a mint, he grins at your flushed face. “Feel better?”

You nod, unable to speak at the moment. He chuckles, leaning down to kiss you gently. “I’ll see you when you get off,” he murmurs against your lips.

“Were you blind for the last few minutes?” you ask, smiling.

“Heh, cute.” His mouth trails to your ear, tongue tracing its edge. “That was just the appetizer baby, I’m gonna wreck you when you get home.”

You shudder in anticipation, smiling softly when he kisses your cheek. “Love you,” he says, opening the bathroom door and walking out nonchalant, as if he didn’t just single handedly (or rather tonguedly) save you from being arrested for murder.

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-Admin Jen

Another contribution from today. 

Number 10 with my baby Tendou Satori !!!! Thank you babe !!

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Tendou- #10 Secret Santa

Walking into his homeroom, Tendou’s eyes widened when they fell upon a prettily wrapped box sitting on his desk. Glancing around revealed no clues as to who’d left it.  Perhaps it was a mistake? Surely no one would leave him a gift; unless it was one of his teammates. An ironic smile flickered over his face as he convinced himself it was most likely a prank from Semisemi.

He sat down, picking up the present and tearing into the paper. As he popped the top open, his eyes bugged out. Nestled in tissue paper laid the latest edition of Shonen Jump along with a gift certificate to his favorite ice cream shop.

Merry Christmas, Tendou-san! I hope you enjoy these treats. The card, clearly homemade but well done, held no signature identifying the giver.

Ok, so it wasn’t from Semi. And it certainly wasn’t from Wakatoshi. Friendly as they were, the two boys had never bothered to get gifts for each other, much less for Christmas. And there was no way he’d hand make a card.

“What’s that, Tendou?” Ushijima asked nodding to the manga in the middle blocker’s hands as he set himself and his food tray down across the table from the red head later that afternoon.

“Apparently I have a Secret Santa to find,” Tendou replied tucking it and the certificate into his backpack. His smile was wide, eyes a bit brighter as he scanned the room quickly, but he failed to notice her watching him from behind a pillar on the other side of the cafeteria, a smile on her face when she saw his expression. While she wasn’t ready to come forward with her feelings just yet, bringing some cheer to Tendou’s holidays was enough for now.