Blind date please! Thank you for taking time to do this!:)

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Rounding the corner, you can’t keep the wide smile off your face when you see just who it is your best friend set you up with.

“Lev-kun!” you shout, rushing forward and he returns your bright expression.

So excited, he doesn’t even think before moving to engulf you in a huge hug, your feet dangling slightly as he lifts you up. “I was hoping it was you,” he confesses, setting you down reluctantly.

You look up as he looks down, both of you radiant in your pleasure to be together on such a special day.

“Let’s go inside, I can’t wait for you to meet my babies,” he exclaims, grabbing your hand to tug you into the cat cafe.

BLIND DATE PLEASE

Gathering a deep breath, you look at the directions one more time. Left at the fork in the road, head down the path and wait at the gate. Ok, you can do that. Hurrying along, early in your excitement to meet your blind date, you make it there before him.

“So, you managed to find it after all.”

Smirking, you turn, looking up and up and up into the gleaming gold eyes of none other than Tsukishima Kei.

“You know,” you say stepping a bit closer, “insulting your date within the first thirty seconds is typically frowned upon. But then again, what else would one expect from a salt shaker?”

Tsukishima frowns. “Isn’t that a bit of the pot calling the kettle black?”

You shrug. “Just confirming I can keep up with you so don’t waste time thinking this is…well…a waste of time.”

He huffs. “Yeah, ok, whatever. Come on, the concert’s gonna start soon.” He brushes past you but grabs your hand to tug you along. You don’t mind that he doesn’t let it go the rest of the night.

🍙 Blind date! ٩(^ᴗ^)۶And Happy Valentines to you! Have a doughnut!! 🍩❤️❤️

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.

Blind date!

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.

aomine daiki for my valentine pls? maybe he show up in the midnight in my home? thanksss

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.

i want ushijima for my valentine <3

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.

(A valentine’s card suddenly appears on the gym floor, there’s a card that has a volleyball going over a net. The card says) Yaku-San, I’m over the net for you. Good luck at Nationals! Love, Your Secret admirer

“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.

Give/receive? Yes, please. How about…either Kuroo or Diachi (whoever you are in the mood for).

Kuroo, outwardly calm, vibrates with an inner excitement watching as you reach your locker. At any moment, his life will be either amazing or terrible. His breath catches when he sees you pick up the envelope, heart racing as you tear it open looking about for whoever could have left it but he’s chosen the perfect spot to watch without being seen.

He clenches a fist as your eyes scan the paper, a sigh of relief exiting his lungs when he sees you smile.

Stepping out from his hiding spot, he makes his way to you, no longer worried about being seen. When he sees the glow of happiness on your face he doesn’t even bother with words. Just steps close, puts his arm around you and draws you close for a sweet kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s day,” he says lowly then kisses you again.

To Kageyama Tobio: I admire you greatly and am inspired by your love of volleyball. I’ll continue cheering you on in your adventure to be the best and hopefully you return my feelings and I can cheer you on by your side instead of in the stands. Happy valentine’s day ❤️

Kageyama blushes bright red, but your words warm his heart. Shaking slightly, he takes your hand in his and tries his best to smile. “Th…thank you, Jesee, that means a lot to me,” he manages to say without his voice cracking. “I…I’ll score the next one for you.”

romantic quiet valentines date with akashi!

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I just melt for soft Akashi, he’s so…intense but I love the idea of him sweet and romantic. – Admin Jade

You’d been practically vibrating with excitement all day. It was Valentine’s Day, normally an unwelcome and overly commercialized holiday you tended to either mock or avoid. Of course, that was all a ruse, a defense mechanism to protect you from years of being alone or disappointed from past lovers who either failed to remember or failed in their efforts.

But this year would be different. This year you were with Akashi Seijuro.

You just knew he’d come up with something amazing and romantic. He’d been dropping miniscule hints throughout the day via text message but you were still completely in the dark of his master plan. He’d assured you all would be handled by him – or his staff where necessary – and you’d enjoy yourself.

You had no doubts.

Stepping out on the stoop of your apartment, you smiled at his driver waiting beside the car. “The master awaits you at your final destination. He,” here he took out from his pocket a blindfold, “requested your acquiesce to my putting this on you and guiding you. Are you comfortable with that?”

A thrill of anticipation rolled through your chest, fingers clutching the cloth of your jacket a bit tighter but you nodded, turning around so he could fix it about your eyes. “If you would take my hand, I’ll help you into the car.”

You nodded again, doing as requested and when the door was shut you let out a long breath, unaware you’d even been holding it.

It was odd being a vehicle with no ability to see, the sway of the suspencion more noticeable giving you pause to consider you never realized how much one relied on visual cues while driving. Finally you felt the car come to a stop and the engine shift off. The door opening made you start slightly but you took a calming breath and waited for further instruction.

You were unprepared for Akashi’s voice near your ear. “Thank you for indulging my whims,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I did want this to be a surprise.” You nodded, allowing him to take your hand and lead you where he would.

“There are steps,” he advised looping your arm through his own. “Ready?”

At your nod, the two of you made way up the stairs. You felt the air pressure change alerting you to being indoors, but there was no real noise, no murmur of voices so you didn’t think you were in a public area. Maybe the back door to a hotel? But that didn’t make sense. Akashi had no reason to hide, never would in fact, and it was unlikely he’d take you to hotel anyway. You hadn’t even discussed being together in that capacity yet, still feeling out the relationship and each other.

“Ok, stand here and wait,” he ordered, voice soft. “Close your eyes and do not open them until I say.” You did so and he removed the barrier of your vision. You felt him shift, take both your hands in his and then he gave permission to open your eyes.

When you did so a soft gasp pulled from your lips. You were in a room at his mansion seemingly filled with hundreds and hundreds of candles. It was only when you looked a little closer that you realized the illusion was caused by mirrors. Turning your head you caught sight of roses – of which you were sure there were at least one hundred – settled upon every surface of the room save the small round table upon which lay a prepared meal of sushi and sake next to a small red box of chocolates from your favorite confectioner on a crisp, white tablecloth.

Soft music played from his record player, an indulgence he’d procured for himself earlier in the year. Gently, he guided you into his arms, pressing his cheek against your own and swayed in time to the music, guiding you in a small circle. You closed your eyes, breathing in his spicy scent and let it out in a long, low puff of air.

Akashi leaned back, looking into your eyes, a small but deep and warm ember of affection reflected by the flicker of flames that seemingly danced right along with you. He smiled softly, drawing his face closer to yours and pressed a firm but sweet kiss to your lips. Drawing back, his breath ghosting over you, he murmured, “Happy Valentine’s Day, ______.”