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Kagami
He knew something was wrong when you texted him back right away that you’d be home in ten minutes. Flying to the kitchen, he hurriedly starts preparing your favorite treat then amends that idea to cooking a full blown comfort and home cooked meal. Savory and sweet scents greet you as you walk through the door, eyes red-rimmed and nose sniffling.
“Go get cleaned up, dinner’ll be ready soon,” Kagami advises, stirring the pot.
You make some nonsensical noise, a thank you he thinks, and do as told.
Kagami sighs, looking at the mess in the kitchen, a bigger one than he’d normally make thanks to his rush, but he hopes you’ll be able to taste the love he has for you in what he’s prepared for your post break up meal.
Kiyoshi
The slam of the door makes him jump but when Kiyoshi’s eyes land on you, the disheveled and disarrayed format of your hair, your clothes-
“What happened?” he asks standing from the couch and moving quickly to your side. He’s unprepared when you fling yourself into his chest, finger curling against the fabric of his shirt and a deep, loud sob wrenching from your throat.
Immediately his arms, strong and secure, land around you, one hand petting your hair as he murmurs soft words of support in your ear.
Gently he draws you to the couch, laying down on his back with you on top of him and can only pray you don’t notice the thunderous way his heart is beating at he holds you while you cry. Now is not the time for you to realize it’s been beating this way for you for a long time.
Miyaji (Yuuya)
The sound of your crying has Miyaji’s teeth on edge.
You’ve been like this every night for a week and if you’re not crying you’re walking around looking like an extra from The Walking Dead. But he’s out of his depth, completely unsure how to help you and wanting nothing more than to murder the person who broke your heart.
Knocking at the door of your room, he waits for your approval to enter. It comes in the form of a grunt but he takes it anyway, twisting the knob and walking inside. It’s dark, save for the glow of your phone screen as you endlessly scroll through your social feed, pictures of them undoubtedly flooding your vision.
Gritting his teeth, he snaps the phone from your grasp, plants himself before you and says, “Enough is enough. They aren’t worth any more tears. They’re an idiot.” You look at him with wide, sad eyes and he sighs, allowing himself to do what he’d refrained from for so long; he reaches out and touches your face, thumbing away tears that continue to fall. “Don’t make me throw a pineapple at you,” he mutters. There’s a beat of silence and then he hears a sound he’s longed to for the entire week; your laughter.
Mibuchi
“What you need,” Mibuchi says, voice light and airy despite the heaviness he feels in his heart, “is to make them realize what they’ve lost.” Your protests fall on deaf ears as he drags you out of bed, throws somewhat decent clothes at you and goes on, “Get dressed, we’re going out.”
Then he drags you to a salon where you get pampered and primped. Massage, hair washing, cut and color, manicure, pedicure, he has it all done and pays for everything despite your admonishment that he’s doing too much.
“Nothing’s too much for you,” he insists, smile bright.
When you’re done there, he takes you to another store, buys you a new outfit that is perfectly tailored to you and then drags you out on the town.
“But I don’t want to see them,” you whine.
“I was mostly joking about that part,” he admits, guiding you by your elbow to a fancy restaurant you know is out of your price range. “This was all about getting you to understand you’re worth far more than they ever treated you.” His eyes get serious. “You’re a wonderful person and if they couldn’t appreciate that, well, it’s their loss and…someone else’s gain.”
He can’t quite get himself to admit he hopes it’s his own but that may come…all in due time.
Tag: sfw
Ennoshita for valentines ❤️❤️ this boy needs more love 😘😘
I agree, I love him!
A content sigh leaves your lips, breath ghosting over the neck hairs of your now husband as the two of you sway to and fro in an easy circle, eyes of friends and family watching you dance but they’re lost to you as the man in your arms becomes the center of your world, your universe.
Ennoshita places a kiss to your temple, murmuring, “Still glad you married me?”
Somehow the snort you let loose is elegant. “The night’s still young, Chikara, but I think it’s safe to say I’m happy with my choice. You?”
He draws back, cupping your face with one hand, eyes shining. “I’ve never been more happy or sure of anything in my life.”
You smile, leaning up to touch your lips to his. “Good, cause you’re stuck with me for life, baby.”
He grins. “Though, I think we can both agree it was a tad cliche getting married on Valentine’s day.”
You shrug. “Day of love seemed appropriate to me.”
And he just laughs again, sweeping you of your feet in a dip earning claps, hoots and whistles from your audience.
Oikawa for valentines 💕
I went a bit of a different direction with this one, I hope you like it!
Everything was planned, outlined even, so that this evening, one he’d waited upon for so long, would be perfect.
Which is why Oikawa is cursing at himself for running late. Literally running as he pumps his legs to go faster but it’s difficult sprinting in a suit with a bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates in his hands. Damn his boss holding him back when he knew he needed to leave on time today.
But he makes it to the train just before the doors shut; right on the flowers he was trying to keep from getting crushed between himself and his fellow sardines.
Clutching a now useless mass of stems he sighs, willing his blood pressure to lower. He needs to calm down. At least he still has the box of chocolate.
Which now, as the doors open, is ripped from his hands by some two bit punks exiting the train.
“Hey!” he shouts, trying to push through the sea of humanity but it’s no use; they’re gone, along with your treat.
“Damn, damn, damn!” he hisses, smacking his fist against the wall. He takes a deep breath. Fine, he’ll just order you the entire dessert platter at the restaurant to make up for it.
“I’m sorry sir, but I don’t see your name on the reservations list. As you can see, we’re very busy and it’s doubtful a table will free up any time soon.”
Oikawa stands fuming, fists clenched and you swear steam is going to pour out of his ears soon. You knew something was off when he met you at work this evening, but now it really looks like Tooru is going to deck the poor man who’s just doing his job.
Taking his hand, you tug on him. “Tooru, let’s go,” you whisper.
“Tch, who wants to eat in this dump anyway!” he snaps over his shoulder. It’s a petty shot but you allow it since clearly this is not the first thing to go wrong today.
“Ok, spill, what’s going on?” you ask when you’re safely outside.
“Oh nothing much,” he chuckles mirthlessly. “Only the flowers I got you were decapitated by the subway.” Your eyes widen. “Stupid dumb-ass punks fucking stole your chocolate!” You cover your mouth in an attempt to hide your smile. “Now we can’t eat at the one place you told me you’d like to go that I know I made reservations at!” he exclaims whipping his hand backwards.
A flash of lightning coupled with the snap of thunder sends a deluge of water upon you. Oikawa tilts his head back, shouting to the heavens, “AND NOW IT’S FUCKING RAINING!!”
Dropping his chin to his chest, shoulders visibly trembling, Oikawa can’t bring himself to look you in the eyes following that outburst. But they spring open at the feel of your lips against his, your fingers carding through thick soaked hair. He closes them a moment later, allowing himself to get lost in your kiss.
When you part, breaths fanning out in steam, you smile up at him. “Sometimes, it really is the thought that counts Tooru.” You take his hand again, leading him towards the station. “Let’s go home, gets jammies on and eat junk food while watching sappy romances.” He wrinkles his nose at this last but beams a smile when you amend, “Ok, fine, cheesy sci-fi.”
Can I request mitobe receiving a Valentine’s Day gift/treat? 💝
The first thing Mitobe realizes upon waking is, it’s quiet. Very much too quiet and for a split second he thinks perhaps he fell asleep somewhere other than his house and somehow doesn’t remember.
But his widening eyes take in the familiar surroundings of his bedroom prompting him to get up and investigate. Where is the noise? Usually by this time his siblings are up in a flurry of chatter and demands for food. Not that he minds, it’s the usual fare in the Mitobe household.
As he nears the top of the stairs, he smells something. Something amazing. It smells like…breakfast?
Descending quickly, he rounds the corner only to stop short at the sight of you clad in a cute apron as you flit about the kitchen humming a little tune. When you turn around you almost jump out of your skin.
“Rinno-kun! You scared me half to death!” you exclaim.
He shrugs an apology, eyebrows rising in silent question of what’s going on.
A delicate blush adorns your cheeks, hands twisting around the spatula in your hands which reminds you with a start that you have to flip the pancakes!
“Sit down, silly, breakfast will be ready soon!”
Mitobe does as told, leaning his chin upon one hand as he watches you finish up the preparing of the meal.
A few minutes later, his mouth is watering as you set down a huge stack of chocolate chip pancakes smothered in homemade strawberry syrup and whipped cream.
“Happy Valentine’s day, Rinno-kun,” you say voice sweeter than the sugar on the plate before him.
Smiling, he tilts his head to capture your lips with his, a silent thank you for the wonderful surprise of a meal prepared just for him.
To Nishinoya-senpai: “I really admire you. You work really hard and never give up and that’s inspired me to work hard too! I made you this charm for good luck at all your games. Here’s a home made bento as well. I know you’ve been wanting one so I made it specially for you! Happy Valentine’s Day, Yuu. I love you very much! 💕”
Nishinoya is so excited and happy he can’t even speak. All that comes out is a garble mass that sounds suspiciously like “thank you”, “you’re the best”, and “oh my god, I think I’m in love”.
Forgoing further attempts to speak, he opts instead to gather you in a huge hug, planting a long kiss on your lips to show his appreciation.
Ahh I hope I made the cut! I’ve spent the holiday running between classes and now doing homework, sigh 😔 But could I please get a cute valentine’s from Akaashi ^^ Just a cute chocolate nomming cuddle session in bed to end off the day with relaxation~~
You did make it on time sweetie! I’m sorry this is two days late (especially since it sounds like you had a stressful day on Valentine’s) but hopefully you can still enjoy this!
Not usually one to get his feathers in a ruffle, Akaashi’s face betrays his wary irritation. Not only has he managed to miss Valentine’s day with you, but it was now two days past and he’d yet to even talk to you!
Granted, both of you had been busy and he’s so thankful you aren’t the type to lay all the blame on his shoulders. Now, despite the exhaustion he feels at the end of a long day filled with school and practice, he’s hurrying to your house as fast as his legs will carry his sore body.
Before he can even knock, the door to your house is open and you’re flying into his arms; you must have been watching for him from the window. A soft smile plays across his lips as he inhales through his nose, breathing in your scent and letting it wash over him like a soothing balm.
“Happy belated Valentine’s day,” you say, breath teasing the small hairs of his neck.
He hums appreciation of your affection, pecking soft kisses to your cheek.
“I brought you something,” he announces. “But I’ll have to let you go to get it.” You shake your head, increasing the firmness of your hold and he chuckles. “I promise you’ll be back in my arms in no time, but I’d really like to give it to you.”
Sighing, you pull away to give him room to reach into his bag. As he withdraws the gift, your eyes widen; it’s the biggest chocolate box you’ve ever seen.
“One upside to being late for Valentine’s day,” Akaashi says with a coy smile, “is that all the holiday specific chocolate is on sale. So I figured, what the heck, go big or go home right?”
Your laughter makes his heart sing. “Let’s watch a movie and gorge ourselves on half priced chocolate,” you encourage, pulling on his hand.
He smiles wider, following you to the den where you proceed to flip on Netflix as he settles on the couch. Nestling between his legs, you open the box, pick up a piece and hold it expectantly before his lips but he skirts around it to kiss you instead.
“Couldn’t wait to have the sweetest piece,” he whispers and you giggle.
Who knew your normally stoic boyfriend could be so sweet and corny?
Ohh! I don’t know if this has been done before, but can I ask for kasamatsu, hyuuga and takao reacting to their s/o crying for the first time ? It can be anything from happy tears to sad or angry. Just some comfort and fluff ^^ please and thank you !
Kind of varied in their length but I hope you enjoy them Tia! – Admin Jade
Kasamatsu
First things first, he’s freaking out. The moment your eyes leak and your face scrunches up he’s a flustered messed, caught between wanting to comfort you and having no clue how to do it. He’ll most likely ask what’s wrong but because he’s out of his depth it comes out gruff rather than gentle. Realizing he’s making things worse, he opts to not talk and finally just takes you in his arms, patting your head awkwardly. “It’s ok, I…I’m here,” he mumbles. When you finally tell him what’s wrong, he sighs; how can anyone get so emotional about an anime?
Hyuuga
He was used to volatile people, just look at Kagami and Riko, but you like this had him feeling like he’d just been chucked into the deep end without the ability to swim. Unsure exactly who or what pissed you off, he’s dodging flailing limbs and curses from the left and right.
“Will you just calm down a second?” he snaps. When you look up with tears in your eyes is when he knows whatever’s going on is more serious than he previously believed. “Hey,” he tries again, voice a little softer, but he keeps his hands outstretched just in case, “just..take a deep breath and tell me what’s wrong.”
He should have known it had something to do with that brother of yours…no one else could get you raging in 5 nanoseconds but this was the first time he’d made you cry; at least that Hyuuga’d seen. He tenses as you talk, transferring your anger to him, but he’ll bear the burden if it’ll get you to calm down.
Takao
“I got in, ____! We’ll be at the same university, isn’t that great?!” Takao’s excitement is momentarily derailed the moment you let go of a choked sob. Were you…he’s unsure what to do, watching with his mouth unhinged as tear trails race down your cheeks. But when your hand falls away from your mouth revealing a bright, wide smile he breathes a sigh of relief; happy tears, he could handle happy tears!
“I’m sorry,” you sniffle making way to hug him, “I just…I didn’t expect…”
“Shhhhh, it’s ok. Now I just have something else to add to my arsenal with which to tease you,” he chuckles, strong arms enveloping you in a long, large hug.
Omg haikyuu blind date plz
Matsukawa Issei sits bouncing his leg, twisting the napkin on his lap. Why did he ever agree to a blind date? He must be crazy. Knowing Hanamaki he probably arranged for Oikawa to show up with a bunch of fanfare to annoy and embarrass both of them.
But his fears fall away as you step into view, the hostess pointing to his table, He stands quickly, smoothing out his jacket and wishing he’d taken the time to get it dry cleaned.
“Matsukawa-san?” you ask and he nods. You smile, extending your hand. “I’m _____, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Your voice is pleasant, like your face.
He pulls out your chair, settling you in before returning to his seat. “Sorry for the boring setting,” he says scratching his cheek. “To be honest, I thought Hanamaki was pulling a fast one on me.”
You giggle and he definitely likes the sound of it.
“That makes two of us,” you reply, mirth glowing in your eyes.
“Well, guess we owe him an apology,” Matsukawa chuckles.
“Oh? So sure this is going to end well?” you tease.
“Yeah. He didn’t tell you? I’m psychic.” He nods sagely and you snort.
“Interesting proclamation, given you couldn’t see this wasn’t a ruse to a bad joke.”
He shrugs. “I’m rusty. But you’ll see I’m right.”
And when you go out again a week later, you’re forced to admit he was “right”.
Blind date! with haikyuu characters if you do those?
But of course! Hope you enjoy!
Tapping your foot nervously, you turn your head back and forth, eyes searching. What if you missed him? What if you had the wrong time? What if you were stood up?
“______!” a loud voice shouts drawing your attention to the far end of the platform. You can’t believe your eyes. Your date is…Nishinoya Yu?!
“Sheesh, I’m sorry I’m late, I had the wrong station written down!” he pants, hands on his knees as he bends forward to catch his breath. Once he does, however, he’s all bright and wide smiles. “Are you ready for our date? I got tickets to that new amusement park in Tokyo! I know it’s a long train ride but it’ll give us time to catch up.”
“Um, Noya-san?” you ask tentatively and he turns expectant eyes on you. “If…if you wanted to go out on a date, why didn’t you just ask me? I mean, in person?”
He blushes, kicking at an imaginary rock. “It seemed like a good idea at the time. I…are you upset?”
You shake your head rapidly. “No, no, no! I was just…curious. Honestly, I should have been clued in when it was Tanaka-san setting this all up but…you know, what? It doesn’t matter.” You take his hand and he can’t stop flushing with pleasure. “I’m glad it’s you.”
HAIKYUU BLIND DATE PLEASE!!!❤️❤️❤️ Happy Valentines Day!!!
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Running fingers through your hair, you groan in frustration. Could this elevator move any slower?! It’s doors open halfway to the ground floor, letting on a tall and rather attractive male. You only hope your date has a portion of this level of attractiveness. It isn’t that you’re shallow, but physical attraction is part of the equation.
You nod the polite greeting of fellow elevator dwellers as the doors shut and the car begins its decent once more.
Only to stop short with a shudder, its lights flickering out. As the back ups flood to life, you and your now fellow captive to the whims of modern technology look at each other with wide eyes.
“No,” you whisper, banging a fist against the doors. “No, no, no!”
You’re practically crying, not only because you’ve got the slightest bit of claustrophobia – recently discovered by this moment if you’re honest – but because you’re going to miss your date!
“Let me guess, date night?” your companion asks.
You nod, willing the tears that want to fall back into your ducts. “Me too,” he offers.
“Sorry,” you mumble.
“No problem, I just hope _____ waits for me.”
You almost lose your balance as you whip around. “You’re, Tsukishima Akiteru?”
His smile is brilliant as he nods. After a beat he sits down, patting the ground next to him. “Seeing as it doesn’t look like we’re going anywhere any time soon, why don’t we start our date right now? And just think, now we’ll have a good story to tell everyone when they ask how we met!”
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