Can I just say, I really hoped I’d get a skirt ask… and it’s for some of my favourite characters, too! The song in Bokuto’s part is one of my favourite feel-good dance songs, Glamazon by RuPaul
“I thought you were getting drinks,” KUROO looks up at you
quizzically from where he lies sprawled on the bed, highlighter in
hand and his notes spread out around him. “We’ve been studying
so hard all afternooon,” you couldn’t keep a hint of tiredness from
your voice as your conspicuously empty hands trailed up your
thighs… or a smile from spreading on your face as Kuroo’s eyes
locked on to your fingers. “Surely we could both do with blowing
off some steam?” His jaw dropped as the fabric around your legs
rose, revealing bare flesh. “Oh my god,” he
whispered appreciatively, then “I love you,” before springing into action,
clearing up his things in seconds and smoothing the bedspread out
before rushing over to help you with the zipper on your skirt.
Welcome to the jungle… You grind your hips to the beat,
flipping your skirt up as the melody picks up again and BOKUTO
whimpers audibly at the brief glance at your butt. He’s been told to
stay put and not touch until he’s told to and god, it’s so difficult
when he’s so turned on and you’re so sexy but he’s
behaving. The look of loving adoration and something akin to worship
on his face is empowering; watching him watch you, you feel like the
most sensual, beautiful being in the world and it’s making the
tightness in your lower belly coil tighter. You sashay closer,
beckoning him to you and he whoops as he finally gets permission to
touch, pulling you close enough to feel every inch of his arousal.
Knowing ASAHI as long as you
had, you had known to make sure he knew what you were planning
beforehand; he didn’t cope so well with surprises like this. He’d
thought he was ready for it, had thought of little else all week…
but seeing you swinging your hips and bending over, revealing
everything to him in broad daylight was an entirely different matter
to hearing about or imagining it. His hand rose from his lap
hesitantly, fingers twitching, then dropped; he sat still, barely
breathing, his face burning as he tried and failed to look away from
your wet core. “Are you okay, baby?” You asked nervously,
straightening up your clothes and kneeling before him so that you
could look into his eyes. “You’re allowed to touch me you know, it
won’t hurt.” “But… are you sure?” He swallowed audibly as
you took his hands and guided them down your body, under your skirt,
and pressed his fingers exactly where you wanted them. “I’m
sure.”
“I’ve been so bad… senpai,” you whisper huskily as you
bend over, looking back over your shoulder at NOYA, who seems
to short circuit as one of his many fantasies comes to life before
his eyes. It’s not the reaction you’d have expected but if you’re
honest it’s even more gratifying. He shakes his head a little
as if to restart his brain, stars in his eyes and a broad grin on his
lips as he darts forward, pressing his lips to yours in a wet,
open-mouthed kiss that lasts a long time. “I guess as your
senpai it’s up to me to punish you, my naughty, naughty kouhai.”
“Ryu-kun, are you looking?” “What’s up honey, have you
picked something yet?” Though TANAKA has run through
many, many scenarios involving you in his head, it had never occurred
to him that you might do something like this, and he’s appropriately
surprised and VERY turned on. You had come to his place for a
movie date night, and it had been a while since you’d done anything
more than make out, so you’d wanted to do something a little special.
Which is how you’d come to be leaning against the dvd shelf, arching
your back just enough to reveal the fact that you’re not wearing
underwear to your stunned boyfriend. “Wanna skip the movie and
head to bed?” You’ve never seen him on his feet so fast. “Have
I told you tonight how much I love you, ___?”
Oh yes my darling anon! You sure can! While my heart will always belong to my love Kenichi I do have a soft spot for my favorite tsundere megane carrot.
And I am totally willing to do comfort themed asks, angst I’d give my best shot but I’ve never actually written any before! So feel free to send me some and I’ll see what I can manage. ❤
Kuroko + Kagami: Shocked at how well of a singer Kuroko could be, Kagami sits there dumbfounded for the first few songs they pick together. Is this really a situation where the shadow is overtaking the light? No way! Kagami isn’t going to back down without a fight, even if it was just karaoke. He picks songs he knows in English and tries to sing along with them, the operative word being ‘tries’. Somehow, he still sucks.
Kise + Kasamatsu: Of course this had been Kise’s idea, what with his pastime being karaoke, and he just had to drag Kasamatsu along for the ride. The entire time they’re there, Kise is hogging the microphone while Kasamatsu is grumbling in the corner. Every so often a song comes on that he knows and, showing just the slightest hint that he may sing along, Kise shoves the microphone into his hands to hear in senpai sing.
Aomine + Sakurai: Whose idea had it been to take these two to karaoke? Momoi’s of course. Neither Aomine or Sakurai sing for quite some time, the both of them stuck in their little corners for different reasons entirely. Aomine sees no point in going to karaoke if he can’t drink and, seeing as he’s not of age yet, that wasn’t a possibility. Sakurai, the poor kid, was just too nervous to get up and sing in front of anybody.
Midorima + Takao: If Midorima had his way, neither of them would have even set foot inside the karaoke bar, but Takao had insisted on having a little fun. Of course, Takao is having so much fun singing along with any and every song he knows while Midorima sits in the corner. Every so often the bespectacled teen would join in, though his voice is well under his breath at that point. No way was he going to let Takao know he could sing.
Murasakibara + Himuro: It was supposed to be a little trip for the two of them to wind down and relax after a week’s worth of hard work. Unfortunately, karaoke was not Murasakibara’s definition of relaxing. Especially when he was banned from bringing in any of his own snacks. Himuro had to convince him that it would all be worth it when they began singing, because that’s when all the real fun happened, but neither of them wanted to do the first song…
Akashi + Mayuzumi: This was supposed to be a team outing, so when Mayuzumi found out he was the only member aside from his captain to show up, he was a little annoyed. He denied every chance to sing in front of the room, pushing the microphone over to Akashi instead. Akashi, in turn, had no problem with singing; it was just another thing he was good at. Mayuzumi just hoped the red haired first year wouldn’t make singing an order eventually.
I needed a good laugh after work and this hit the mark! So funny!
it is so easy to imagine aone all soft and cuddly so i had a really good time with this one
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– admin may
Aone is usually the big spoon, mainly because of
his huge build, but he lowkey loves it when you’re the big spoon, arm and leg
dangling over his side as you hug him tight and bury your face between his
shoulder blades
When he’s a big spoon, he’s like a huge, warm
nest around you and has a habit of just. Enveloping you and you take it, nuzzle
your nose at the place where his neck meets his shoulder
More often than not, you both fall asleep in
that position: his arm as your pillow with his warm body wrapped around you,
legs tangled together under the sheets
Sometimes you guys whisper conversations—about
what you did today or date plans. Mostly it’s just you talking, aone just
content to listen to your voice, but you manage to coax him sometimes into
talking with you, the deep rumble of his chest soothing you like a kitten’s
purr
You told him that once and he just blushed
Another time he blushes is when you smooth your
thumb over his brow bone and kiss it. He doesn’t know why, but he loves it when
you do that
Other times, when you end up snoozing, he just
likes looking at you—whether your face is contorted in a ridiculous expression,
or if you were peacefully slumbering away, he always ends up smiling.
Because W O W he is so damn lucky to have you
Sometimes because he’s so big, he just props you
up on top of him and you sprawl over the length of his body. Your weight on top
of him was comforting and he legit dozed off like that this one time
That was the time when you were talking and
looked up to find him asleep and decided to take a picture
BAM! Brand new lock screen
So yeah, watching each other sleep is a thing
with you guys. And when the one watching gets sleepy enough you both end up
dozing off
The warmth and comfort when you both wake up is
just amaaaazing. It’s like the personification of the Japanese onomatopoeia
“hoka hoka”, like that’s what it’s like
I love this precious wall of walking sweetness! These were so dang cute!
God why can’t I just write five head canons and move along like normal people? This is why I take time, you lot.
– When it comes to eating, he has the tastes of a child; his favorite food is chocolate ice cream, for Pete’s sake. He has a very small selection of food he’ll eat, and even when his s/o gets them for him, he’ll only eat a little bit at a time. It stresses his s/o out, especially when they go on dates and Tendou has to order off the kids menu.
– He always wears fuzzy socks around the house, no matter the season. In winter, he gets extremely cold, so they’re his best friend. They don’t sell good quality ones for men, so he buys the ones for women in the largest size. They have pink puff balls and bows and everything, and he has no shame. He even thinks they’re cute.
– He’s one hundred percent an extrovert, no matter how much he likes to stay inside. Tendou actually cannot function without talking to at least one person throughout the day. When he’s by himself, he gets himself down, and he always needs another person there to talk to him, keep him distracted. Besides volleyball, a lot of his hobbies occur inside, but even if they do, that doesn’t mean he can’t get his energy off of being around people he loves.
– In relations to the last one, Tendou will always have friends over. After college, I see him living in an apartment with his s/o, so he always has a person with him, but with Tendou, he needs more. Not only are his friends invited over, but his s/o is pretty accustomed to Tendou sitting in the living room with three other guys and saying, “Hey! Remember that one guy in our anthropology class in college? Well yeah, this is his drug dealer and his cousin. They’re pretty chill.” His s/o just doesn’t even… question it anymore. Tendou gets along with the weirdest people.
– If Tendou and Ushijima keep in touch after high school, I see them getting together a lot on weekends, or any other time they have off. His apartment has an extra, voided bedroom (that doubles as a study) for when Ushijima stays the night. It happens pretty frequently, he might as well just start paying some of the bills.
– One hundred percent dependent on his s/o he it comes to his health, and if it weren’t for her he would be dead. I’ve mentioned this in a lot of my head canons before, but Tendou is pretty careless when it comes to basic human necessities. Unless somebody reminds him to go to sleep, he’ll wind up pulling an all-nighter. Unless somebody tells him, “hey, are you going to eat?” He literally will not eat for days. It’s not that he’s necessarily mentally unhealthy to the point where he wants to starve himself, he just forgets. He once went three days without both food, water and sleep and his body forcibly shut down on him. His s/o had to call the ambulance for the sheer fact that her boyfriend was being an idiot.
– Surprisingly, he’s not as clumsy as you’d expect a six foot two, walking string bean to be. On multiple occasions, he’s saved many vases and house plants from hitting the floor and saved his s/o’s distress along with it.
– His apartment has lots of little succulents and cacti, he finds that aesthetic cute. He couldn’t care for a pet, he can’t even care for himself, let alone another sentient being, so cacti work just fine with him.
– He plays the keyboard but only knows how to play anime intros, video game battle music and Gorillaz songs. He’s not even sure who Beethoven really is.
– There isn’t a day that goes by where he doesn’t steal his s/o’s clothes. If they’re around his size, maybe even a bit larger, he’d do it a lot more frequently. “Is that my baseball tee? That I bought yesterday?” She’d ask. Of course it is. He really doesn’t stretch the clothes much because there isn’t much of him to stretch anything, really.
– On weekends, the probability of him waking up before one pm is very, very, slim. Even if he goes to sleep, it’s not until the sun rises.
– Sometimes his s/o will find him laying across the most random of places; under the coffee table in the living room, on the bedroom floor, on her desk. Times like these, when he notices her presence, he’ll ask the most odd, obscure questions any human being could ever even ponder about asking. It drives his s/o insane because “god why can’t he just join a Reddit thread instead of making me overthink like this.”
– He knows all the misfortunes of the stains on the apartments carpets and walls. There’s a blotchy brown one in the study where his s/o accidentally dropped one of the succulents off of the desk. There’s several in the living room, all a different array of reds and pinks, from dropped popsicles in the summer. Tendou and his s/o got drunk one night and she accidentally snorted pink vodka all over their white bedroom walls out of her nose from laughing so hard. They don’t share the story behind it, it’s just “modern art” for anybody who asks.
– I can’t see him as the type who would strive to have kids. If anything, he would rather not. It’s not that he completely despises them, he’s just afraid of them. He’s afraid if he had a child they’d wind up like him and he wouldn’t know how to help them. He doesn’t want to burden another person’s life by having them inherit the bad parts of him.
– He has a map in the living room with pins all over marking the places in the world he has been and wants to go with his s/o. He really just wants to travel around and meet new people from different cultures who don’t think a mess of red hair is odd. Number one on his list is Scotland.
– When he gets into fights with his s/o, they’re usually petty things like, “How hard is it to cap the toothpaste up like this? There’s toothpaste all over the counter I wasn’t aware granite needed daily fluoride treatment too” and “Did you seriously use my hairbrush again?” “No.” “Really, ‘cause I wasn’t aware that my hair was bright fucking red.” Besides that, I can’t really see anything that is worth striking a domestic argument between Tendou and his s/o.
These made me laugh out loud. I just love this red headed dork!
Long overdue, I’m so sorry if this doesn’t turn out satisfying since I took a really different, more lighthearted route with slight comedy (and a vague ending, sorry anon)!
This is a modern day Romeo and Juliet AU, where Reader and Akashi are both adults in a family of rich people. The companies that their parents own are rivals. I hope everybody enjoys it!
Female!Reader ahead
Business parties are an absolute bore, as you’d rather stay home and spend time doing your hobbies instead of faking interest for hours on end—until six months ago, when you started attending these events without a single peep of complaint or any specific signs of enthusiasm. Your parents didn’t question why the sudden change, perhaps due to the fear of having you retract back into your shell again.
Family appearance is important to them, which is why attending these parties are absolutely necessary: to show every important people that you are a happy family that get along together very well, all smiles and warm words, but it’s all for show. Your parents aren’t that bad, but regrettably a lot of the things that they do or expect you to do are to impress and maintain their social status.
“Being rich isn’t easy,” you start, sipping your drink as Momoi observes from across your seat, “everybody’s nice to you just to get on your good side or to use you to their advantage.” You pause, only to send a skeptic look at your pink-haired friend while she innocently drinks her latte from a straw. “You’re not doing that, are you?”
She laughs hard. You’re clearly joking, because you’re smiling at your own joke—Momoi’s family has been working in your family’s company for four generations, and relations are still tight today. She calms herself down after a mere few seconds of laughter because she’s got something in mind that she’s been dying to ask about.
“But no seriously,” she begins, leaning forward with both hands clasped like a journalist ready for her scoop of the year, “Mom told me she saw you at the partnership party last week and I was like, no way, again? What’s gotten into you?”
You groan quietly, cheeks involuntarily flushing at the answer you haven’t said out loud. Momoi takes this as a sign of major happenings behind her back that she didn’t know before, and is very eager to find out now.
“Come on, __________!”
“Can I trust you not to tell this to anybody?”
“Of course, who do you think I am?”
“Not even to your mom, okay?”
“…’kay.”
“Satsuki!!”
“Alright, alright, I won’t, I swear to anything that can be sworn to.” She says, offering you a handshake. It’s a sign of a deal she can’t break. “Now shoot.”
It takes you a full five seconds before you open your mouth to answer.
“It’s a guy.”
“I knew it!!” She shrieks, and at that moment all the innocent café customers turn their head to your table with faces that are either shocked or highly irritated. Momoi sends them an apologetic look before quickly looking at you, eyebrows scrunched.
“Tell me more.”
“The thing is,” you sigh, cupping your forehead tiredly, “he’s… he’s the heir of a rival company, and if anyone ever finds out I am royally screwed.”
You don’t think Momoi remembers that her latte exists anymore upon her knowledge of this piece of scandalous news—the poor drink sits at the edge of the table, near the window, forgotten and cold.
“Wait a second. Are you talking about the Akashi family?” Your companion replies, lowering her voice down to a whisper at the mention of the surname. You can only nod, looking at her with your palm propping your chin up. The next second is basically her jaw dropping.
Momoi mouthes oh my god and you form a silent I know with your lips, enough for her to read. She grips your other hand on top of the table with both of hers, purposely shaking it lightly in… excitement? Is that what you see in her eyes?
Well, you can’t blame her—the thought of Akashi is also enough to put you into a level of excitement like Momoi’s right now. The only difference is that you’re good at covering up. More like you have to. It’s the kind of secret that will hurt a lot if anyone, especially your parents, finds out.
“How did it happen?” Momoi asks breathlessly.
“Evening.”
You turn upon hearing a male voice behind you, breaking the spell that had you staring at the bubbles in your drink in hand for minutes. It’s dim out in the balcony, and a little bit cold too, especially with you in your dress, but the lighting is just enough to let you see the visitor. That red hair captures attention even in the darkest of rooms, you think, because it also lets you know who he is.
“Evening,” you reply, sipping your drink as he walks until he’s standing next to you. “You know, I know who you are. Might not be a good idea for you to be seen with me.” The sentence is uttered with zero hostility, and Akashi, obviously, takes note. You smile, something that’s sad and cynical but at the same time uncaring and somehow undeniably attractive. He smiles back.
“Well, I know who you are, too,” he says, “and I know what you’re going to say.”
There’s a slightest raise in your eyebrows though you keep quiet.
“‘Fuck what people think’, right?”
Your lips fall open and you let out a small surprised laugh at the fact that Akashi Seijuurou, heir of the Akashi Group, your family’s biggest business rival, just used a cuss word. He chuckles, eyes crinkling charmingly at your baffled expression—you shake your head when you recover, leaning against the balcony.
“I take it that I’m more or less correct.”
“I didn’t know the Akashi family have telepathic abilities. No wonder they’re so successful.”
“I could say the same to yours,” he replies smoothly, “nobody can resist a deal with that kind of charm walking around.”
You look at him in the eye, feeling your cheeks heat up slightly and praying that he can’t see before shifting your gaze towards the golf course that stretched beyond the building, drink still in hand.
“Straightforward, aren’t we?”
He sighs a bit, turning to mimic you, scanning the stretch of green below, his hands laced together as he looks at you from his place by your side. It takes great courage for you to make eye contact.
“Why?” You ask.
“I don’t know, to be honest,” he answers casually, something you’re surprised (and is that delight brewing in your stomach?) an Akashi man could do, “I feel like I wanted to get to know you better.”
You give him a skeptical, cautionary glare, one that you’ve learned to do since you were young and learning the true nature of people.
“This is not something along the lines of I’m-flirting-with-you-and-getting-you-drunk-to-get-some-company-secrets, right? Because that’s gonna turn out awful.”
Akashi makes a face as he stifles a laugh, which kind of makes you want to laugh too, but then you realize by the sound of it that he might actually be more similar to you than you think. A young man from a rich, well-known family… adding his excellent looks and charisma to that, how many girls have gotten in line just to satisfy their desires? He must have trust issues to a certain degree as well.
“No it’s not, though I don’t judge you for asking.” He answers. Did he just step in closer to you, or is it too much champagne already in your circulation?
“I suppose it’d be nice to have a friend that understands. My friends are nice, but I envy them from having a normal life,” you say, looking down at the golf course. There’s a rowdy cheer in the banquet hall and in the back of your mind you note that the party’s not going to end soon—something you never thought you would be grateful for.
Akashi rests his face on a palm, surveying your face with great interest and somehow managing not to look like a creepy dude. Maybe it’s just thanks to how good-looking he is? The earlier thought of how many girls have chased after him creeps back, and you take a wild guess in your head, distracting you from the conversation. Twenty wouldn’t be an exaggeration. He can certainly take twenty girls to bed: at the same time or one by one, doesn’t matter.
“Tell me.”
“What?”
“Tell me what you talk to your friends about.”
It takes only three seconds of silence until you tell him. About things: about the sad rich life, about trust, about boys and girls that love and hate you. About you. As the night turns darker, your connection to his becomes stronger, what with him telling you about him: about his family, about youth, about the fact that he rarely talks about everything he’s talked about to anyone except you. About how he sees a friend in you.
So you exchanged numbers.
“And then?” Momoi demands, like a child unsatisfied with her bedtime story.
“And then,” you fall into a pause, trying to find the right words. “We started texting each other. Occasional turned frequent. We met secretly during parties, making sure no one saw or noticed us.”
“And then??”
“And then what?” You ask back. “It’s been like that for six months.”
“Yeah but like you’ve kissed him, right??”
Instead of answering, you bury your face into your palms, and Momoi instantly knows the answer is affirmative. Why does she have to be so perceptive?
“That guy used to be my friend in middle school!” She says and you have to let out a small gasp. “Back then he was so much like a prince charming too, I tell you, but then he turned cold,” she pauses, “like you.”
You pout.
“I guess that’s the defense system of the rich,” she jokes. You swat her hand but laugh along anyway. “I know that he’s a good person underneath, but I never thought he’d open up so fast to you. Dare I say he loves you,
__________!”
“I’m in love with
__________,” Akashi Seijuurou declares several miles away. His adviser, Midorima, does a double-take from his notebook to the heir’s face with an expression that only says one phrase: are you crazy?
“Are you crazy??” The green-haired male exclaims, snapping his small thin notebook shut so hard that it’s audible. “__________, the daughter of the group you are trying so hard to beat within the past couple of years??”
“Is there any other
__________ you know of?” Akashi asks, ignoring his companion by attending to his necktie. A glance through the mirror tells him that Midorima is both dumbfounded and… just dumbfounded.
“Why tell me.”
“I figure you need to know.”
“You made that clear, but why.”
Akashi stands up, grabbing his suit jacket and wears it, putting an arm in one sleeve.
“I’ve been secretly meeting her during parties for six long months. It’s a given that one of these days I want to sneak out.”
Midorima’s mind is spinning, he’s lightheaded, he’s dizzy, maybe he’s going to die from a heart attack in a few seconds, but he’s rational enough to acknowledge that these are merely effects of several secret breaking news revealed to him within such a short period of time. Not even years of his advisory training can help him solve this situation.
“Oh, and Midorima? Don’t tell a soul.”
Midorima’s eyes narrow at Akashi.
“I mean it.”
And with that, the redhead is gone, leaving Midorima alone in the hotel room as he slowly makes his way towards a chair to sit on. He needs to breathe.
The kiss that Akashi leaves on your lips makes you want more in its tenderness. He has you in public, exposed to the eyes of anyone who wants to look, arm around your shoulder as you sit side by side on a secluded couch in a bar at the edge of town. The two of you agreed for the first time to meet up outside of those ridiculous parties (he honestly doesn’t know how he could last half a year), each offering some sort of excuse to your parents as you’ll be out late. Yours was a sleepover at Momoi’s place, and she is more than happy to cover for you, especially since she doesn’t live with her parents anymore. Akashi’s was simply a gathering with friends.
Which is not entirely untrue, but the way he’s kissing you and putting his hand on your knee is more than just friendly.
If journalists were to be around, tomorrow’s headline will be all about two big companies’ children, one heir and the other a daughter, caught making out with each other and obviously can’t keep their hands to themselves. Which is also not entirely untrue—you’d like to think the two of do not act like you’re so sex depraved.
“God, I want you,” Akashi growls, begging you to think otherwise. Somehow you’re on his lap, a comfortable position for you to go on and pull him into another searing kiss, but there’s something in the back of your mind that’s been bothering you. Being the perceptive person he is, Akashi notes your silence and peers into your eyes questioningly.
“How long are we going to keep this a secret?”
The redhead senses this coming from you. He admits that he also has been asking the same question himself, but he supposes that you might as well talk about it sooner than later. With that, he helps you shuffle back to the seat next to him, his arm still around your shoulder and playing with your hair.
“Do you see a probability of your parents accepting our relationship?”
“To be honest… I don’t really know,” you reply, leaning into his touch for comfort. “But by the looks of how they’re working hard to, you know, outdo the Akashi Group, it’s sort of logical to assume they won’t. I mean, my mom’s been worrying about my dad overworking”
He hums.
“Right?”
“I see where you’re coming from.”
“What do you think they’ll do if they find out?” You ask, voice nothing above a whisper. Akashi’s eyes are half-lidded, an expression of thinking.
“I fail to see how this escapes my logic,” he begins, his tone a little bit more serious and suddenly you’re focusing everything into what he is saying, “but from a business point of view, our relationship, especially if taken to the next level,” at the mention of that your heart flutters—
“…is like a merger.”
Akashi can see the realization seeping into your expression.
“Of course it would have to be a horizontal or market extension merger to be fair, but what I mean to say is that it’s definitely a good possibility.”
“M-hmm.” You nod, dazed.
“Do you think so, too?”
“M-hmm.”
Akashi looks at you like he expects you to say something.
“How do you think they would feel about a merger, though? There are chances that one of us might be at a disadvantage, and I don’t know if our parents are willing to take that risk.”
“Risk is the basis of progress in business, sweetheart,” he says, going back to stroking your hair, “like investing and developing new products. Those are risks. You need to take it to reap the harvest.”
“But how do we convince them to take it?”
Akashi smiles, lifting you up by the waist to situate you on his lap again, pressing his lips to your forehead. You can only hide your face in his neck, and he chuckles.
“It’s simple—we build a business proposal.”
You might not entirely understand his vague answer, though the rough ideas floating in your head (including another kind of proposal) are quickly thrown out the window at the sensation of his lips meeting yours for the umpteenth time that night. You don’t know if Akashi really has the solution to get you out of this secret relationship without doing any harm, but the way his tongue asks for entrance is too sweet to ignore.
You tell yourself you can think about it tomorrow.
Hayakawa: YES THANK YOU! [He returns the high five energetically]. I LIKE IT BUT ALSO THE GUYS ARE EX[TREME]LY HARD TO CONTROL. ALSO I’M READY TO TAKE SEIRIN DOWN. YES.
Wakamatsu: [He high fives you with both hands] Haha, thanks. Yeah, like he said, the guys can be stubborn shits and I give myself a headache every practice trying to get them to pay attention. I guess I have more to learn. I dunno how Imayoshi did it, honestly. Ah, wait, d-does that mean you’re coming to see us? Oh… oh wow. Okay. Yes. Um. Yeah I’d love to– I MEAN WE’D LOVE TO SEE YOU THERE. OKAY BYE.
Oh ho? Some kissing headcanons?! Coming right up! (Thank you for requesting some Daiya characters C: )
Chris:
He’s more conservative with his kisses, always giving long, slow ones.
His hands will hold you gently, as if you were made of glass, and he tries to keep the kisses short.
During the times he’s super passionate, the kisses will be rougher and a bit sloppier, resulting in disarray hair and flushed cheeks.
Miyuki:
He’s the definition of ‘tease’.
You’ll never know what kind of kiss to expect because his moods are hard to read. One minute he can be teasing and affectionate, the next he’ll be serious and bruising.
He won’t hesitate to find you in the hallway, push you against the wall and kiss you senseless until you’re out of breath.
Yuki Tetsuya:
He keeps his kisses to private, intimate moments.
It’s rare for Yuki to initiate a kiss first, so you tend to lead, while he follows, carefully holding your waist.
His hands always cup your cheeks tenderly, as if you’re the most important person in the world, and he gives you a small smile each time, resulting in you flustering and hiding your face in his shoulder.
Imayoshi:
He’s very conniving, always having a way to manipulate you into a game of who can kiss the longest.
He always wins.
He has a habit of leaning in, as if prepared to kiss you, before pulling back and repeating those steps until you’re pouting. When you least expect it, that’s when he’ll strike, and keep you in his arms until you’re a mess in his hands.
Kagami:
He’s a flustered mess.
Even after being with you for ages, he can’t handle kissing you in public, or around other people. (He’s constantly teased by Kuroko and the rest of Seirin, especially when there’s team outings.)
Despite him being nervous, he can be rough when he wants, which sometimes results in bleeding lips, and very red cheeks because he’s so embarrassed.. He doesn’t know what to say.. (Or how to apologize since you’re constantly reassuring him it’s okay.)
Kasamatsu:
Like Kagami, Kasamatsu is a FLUSTERED and stuttering mess.
He rarely initiates kisses outside of the security of the bedroom. (One time, he was so excited about winning, he kissed you in front of his team. Both of you were red for several hours as the team teased him at how ‘assertive’ he is.)
He usually has to be teased before he gets rough, because he has LOTS of control.. Though sometimes it slips and he grabs you roughly, pinning you against the nearest wall and devours you alive. (He comes undone when you beg in a pleading way, adding in ‘senpai’ for good measure.)
These are AMAZING!!! I can’t pick a favorite but the ones that made me grin WIDELY were Imayoshi “he always wins” and “Assertive” Kasamatsu. Also, I love the blushing smiles with Yuki! Thanks for writing these!
Honestly, this boy is such a romantic nerd. He really pretends like he’s too cool to be sappy, but in reality he’s such a softie. If you use puppy eyes against him, he won’t be able to resist any of your demands. You also catch him staring lovingly at you sometimes and tease him about it. He claims he wasn’t staring but honestly, those goo goo eyes were very noticeable. He also has a picture of you as his homescreen. When he falls, he falls hard, and you need to respect and reciprocate that.
In the beginning of the relationship, Tetsu can be a bit awkward at times. Despite seeming like a cool cat, he’s actually pretty nervous around you. He really doesn’t have much experience with relationships, so he really doesn’t want to mess anything up. Kissing and even hugging in the beginning make him flustered, giving you a few good chances to tease him and admire the cute blush on his face when you give him a peck on the cheek.
He really, really needs you to be cool with teasing and odd humor! He loves to tease you and actually thinks it’s pretty hilarious to be teased. He doesn’t do it constantly or go too far, but it’s a good factor of your relationship. His sense of humor is a little off the wall, he’s definitely a lowkey meme expert, and he will send you a lot at one time. You won’t have to worry about researching new memes and pop culture references to keep up with him, he will message you new ones and doesn’t mind explaining them.
He’s a dog person and really wants a few around the house if you’re okay with it, but he’s also not opposed to getting a cat as well. He takes videos and snapchats of them often with the stupidest captions and sends them to you while you’re at work or school. Although it’s a small gesture, it’s really helped you out during rough times and you appreciate the dash of humor he can add to your bad days. Also, dog walking together in the evening at a nice park while just chatting about your days and just life in general is a regular thing for you two. Sometimes when you take a nap or go to bed in the winter, you all cuddle together in a big pile and just enjoy each other’s warmth. Your fur babies will be treated as royalty by your boyfriend as well. He makes sure they are well fed, groomed, and watered (you have to wash their dishes afterwards though and vacuum up the hair smh)
He’s such a good listener and gives the best advice. Whenever you have a problem, no matter the time or place, he’s ready to talk to you in person or on the phone. No problem is too small for him and he always wants you to know he’s there for you. He’s very rational and thinks about what he says before answering. Tetsu is also one-hundred percent down for late night chats, talking about anything from conspiracy theories to just random things you want to get off your chest. He really enjoys these moments when you’re super honest and open with him.
He’s not ashamed of PDA in the slightest, and he will kiss/nuzzle you in front of others just to make you flustered. He prefers doing this in front of your friends to really rile you up, but he’ll do it in front of his teammates too to gross them out. If you’re truly uncomfortable, he’ll stop, but he thinks it’s hilarious and adorable to see you so flustered.
Although he enjoys spending time with you, Tetsu really needs time for himself and his friends as well. Sometimes he’ll just spend a little bit of time alone in the living room, reading a book or will go out with his friends for a few hours. As long as you trust him and let him do his thing, he’s totally fine and it’ll be smooth sailing. But if you try to hold him back or force him to spend all his time with you, he’ll start to become very reclusive. He just needs time for himself and his friends, just like anyone in any relationship.
However, there does come a time where he holes himself up and crams for exams. These periods are very hard on him, since he struggles to balance volleyball, his grades, and your relationship. It’s best to just leave him be and maybe offer your help in any way. He greatly appreciates it and will sometimes take you up on your offer. You leave little notes of encouragement in his textbook, bags, and lunch, hoping to help him out in his time of stress. Every time he sees one, a small blush warms his face and he smiles softly, fondly thinking of your voice saying these words to him. He keeps every note in a shoe box under his bed and looks back at them whenever he’s upset.
Tetsurou is a huge fan of horribly bad movies, off color comedies, and Sci-Fi. His favorites are shows/movies like: Mega Shark vs Crocosaurus, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, and Stranger Things. He loves to binge watch them with you and just hang out. You guys just end up throwing popcorn at each other and stealing each other’s snacks. You guys also have nice study dates where you listen to soft music and help each other with your shared classes. He’s also a fan of spooky Youtubers like Nightmind and Mr. Creepypasta. You two watch them in the dark under his comforter late at night, he always holds onto you tightly to make sure you’re not scared. But you know he’s way more scared than you are.
He is very excited to be in a relationship! He wastes no time introducing you to his teammates, friends, and family once you guys really start going steady. They all take an immediate like to you, Tetsurou is a good judge of character and they trust that you’re a good person. Lev and Inuoka become friends with you easily, and the others soon follow suite, but it takes Kenma a little longer to warm up to you. Once he does, it’s almost like a right of passage. You’ll know you’re truly accepted when he starts talking to you without being prompted to.
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