Kinktober – Day 5 – Shotgunning – Yamaguchi x Tanaka

Thanks to @therealemma-trevelyan for her suggesting this pairing!

Yamaguchi isn’t exactly sure how he of all people ended up on a leather couch in an overfull underground nightclub with music blaring and laughter all around, trying to look nonchalant but sure he looks more constipated than calm. His eyes seek the main floor for Tsukishima, but he’s nowhere to be found, which is a surprise until somewhere in the din of voices he hears a vague reference to “Kuroo-san” and knows he won’t see his best friend for the rest of the night.

Good for him he thinks but can’t quite push off the little twinge of jealousy that shoots through him; it would be nice to have someone too.

Suddenly, the cushion next to him becomes occupied rather violently and a raucous shout of “Yama-kun!” makes him wonder if he’ll be able to hear in his left ear. He shifts but a strong arm wraps around his shoulders, the person going on, “I haven’t seen you for ages, how the hell are ya?”

Yamaguchi blinks a few times before a wide smile drives away his startled expression; “Tanaka-senpai! Wow! I can’t believe you’re here!”

“Ah ha! Hear that! Someone still knows how to treat his elders!” Tanaka shouts to someone Yamaguchi can’t see then returns his attention to him, laughing out, “You can’t believe I’m here? What the fuck is my innocent kouhai doing in this den of sin unattended?”

Yamaguchi feels his cheeks warming and stutters out, “I… I don’t need a chaperon Tanaka-san, I’m an adult too ya know.”

“Sure, sure,” Tanaka laughs again, smacking Yamaguchi on the back heartily.

“I am!” Yamaguchi insists, belying the point by whining.

But Tanaka just laughs again and swings back the remaining dredge of whatever drink is left in his cup.

Yamaguchi sips his own–a bottle of water–to quench his dry throat.

“So, mister adult, tell me this,” Tanaka leans in closer, apparently willing to yell less for which Yamaguchi is glad; “You have a hit yet?”

Yamaguchi stares at him, not understanding what he means and it makes the older male laugh again; he seems to be laughing a lot more than usual now that he thinks about it. “Um… I’m guessing, no?” he hazards.

“Hey, Yuuji! Get me some of that shit, will ya?” Tanaka calls. “I gotta supervise the corruption of my kouhai!”

From across the room comes a vaguely familiar face from the past that Yamaguchi can’t quite place but he knows he’s seen him before tonight. He gives it up, figuring in the long run, it won’t matter.

“Oh ho? Takin’ on a virgin? Lucky dog, Ryu,” the blonde says, flicking out his tongue revealing a barbell of metal and Yamaguchi wonders how much that hurt to have put in. He passes one of the smallest cigarettes Yamaguchi has ever seen to Tanaka, saying through a laugh, “It’s a bit small for a demo, maybe you should shotgun, you know… make sure it doesn’t go ta waste.” The smirk and wink he sends to Yamaguchi have his cheeks heating up again but his attention is gained once more by the male seated next to him.

“Ah, well, guess it can’t be helped,” Tanaka says. Then murmuring so low Yamaguchi wonders if he was meant to hear adds, “Not that I’m complaining, always thought he was a cutie.”

“Who’s cute?” Yamaguchi asks.

Tanaka gives him a look, shaking his head and chuckling, “I’ll tell you in a sec, for now, open your mouth like this,” he demonstrates, “and wait.”

Suddenly aware of many eyes on them, Yamaguchi questions the wisdom of listening but his default since he was a kid is to do as told by his senpai, so he obediently parts his lips in a soft “O”, his fingers gripping the fabric of his pants tightly as he waits in nervous anticipation.

Tanaka grins, then lights and takes a long drag off the small white stick between his fingers.

Before Yamaguchi can process what’s happening, Tanaka leans up, grasps Yamaguchi’s head to tilt it back and covers his open mouth with his own, blowing smoke into the cavity. Startled, Yamaguchi sucks in a breath, inadvertently inhaling sending the smoke into his lungs. It makes him cough, but Tanaka’s hold is strong and he keeps the seal between their lips mostly intact. Yamaguchi dimly hears shouts and wolf whistles but he’s too focused on trying to breathe to really take in anything else around him. After another second, Tanaka lets him go, and he coughs loudly, slamming a fist against his chest to work oxygen in through the haze. Whatever that was, it works fast because soon enough Yamaguchi feels light-headed, slumping against Tanaka’s broad chest. He manages to raise his head, eyes watering and wheezes, “What… what was that?”

Tanaka looks surprisingly calm, stroking one hand through Yamaguchi’s soft and much longer hair; “That was a shotgun of weed, you like it?”

He’s not sure right away but as the drug takes over, Yamaguchi smiles and nods; “Yeah, feels like… floating…” and then he’s falling again, but Tanaka shifts, holding him up.

“Figured you’d be a lightweight, gonna have to take care of you the rest of the night I think.” He stands, throwing one of Yamaguchi’s arms around his neck and walks him to a blissfully empty and quiet room.

How he found it or why no one’s in here–nor why there happens to be a bed in it–Yamaguchi doesn’t care to know. What he does care about is lying down until the world stops spinning. He flops to his back, taking in deep breaths only to have one catch in his throat when Tanaka lies down next to him before shifting to loom over him, caressing his face and Yamaguchi takes note that his body is still in prime physical condition. “Are you lucid enough for me to kiss you properly?” Tanaka asks, voice rough.

Yamaguchi’s heart leaps into his throat and he turns his head to cough before looking back up into those earnest, heated eyes. Tanaka’s body is warm, his touch electric and his kiss… well…

“I would like to know what it feels like to kiss you without losing my breath,” he admits.

Tanaka grins that feral grin of his making Yamaguchi’s whole body heat up. He leans closer, presses the lightest kiss to the corner of his mouth and whispers back, “Oh Yama-kun, I don’t need smoke to leave you breathless.” And then he’s kissing him, tongue down his throat, hand up his shirt caressing sensitive skin. Yamaguchi squirms in his hold, not to get away, but closer.

He doesn’t mind the world spinning now.

Haikyuu Father’s Day Headcanons

I woke up feeling domestic today so in honor of Father’s Day I put together some random headcanons for some of the Haikyuu boys. I hope you enjoy them and happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there!

Karasuno

Daichi has been teased for being the “dad’ of his group for years so it’s no surprise he takes to fatherhood officially like a fish to water. He is the king of shoulder rides and tickle fights.

Sugawara is the best at bedtime stories, often coming up with “multi-chapter” renditions he continues one night after the other. It’s his ploy to get the kids to bed. “Well, if you want to know what happens to Marxa and Meddy, listen to your mother and get ready for bed.” Works. Every. Time.

Asahi cried when his daughter – the first born – came into the world. He couldn’t help it, she was just so tiny and perfect and a piece of you and him that he was overwhelmed. He was a bit afraid to hold her at first but once that sweet bundle was nestled in his arms it was over for him; he didn’t know he could love two people with an equal level of devotion in such different ways.

Tanaka loves all that being a dad entails. He’s there for his kids first bike ride, roller skate fall, getting stuck in a tree and needing daddy to save them. He chases away monsters from under the bed or in the closet and is always the first to kiss a boo boo and make it feel better. He’s their hero.

Nishinoya’s energy is able to keep up with his brood – four kids – rather well. He loves “tagfest” the most, running through the park as his kids squeal with glee and “daddy, catch me” sounding over the fields.

Ennoshita documents every little bit of his children’s lives that he can, for posterity (and a little practice). But he makes sure to set the camera down and actually be in the moment with them, frequently caught off guard when he’s editing later to find his wife sneakily grabbed the camera and got some scenes with him as the main star.

Kinoshita is the best breakfast maker and loves doing it with his kids. They make a mess of the kitchen but the end results are usually delicious. They horse around a bit during the cleaning and it’s a bit loud but the job gets done.

Narita enjoys reading with his kids. They’ll pile on his lap either in bed or on the couch and he’ll pop open the book of the day, reading aloud and doing voices and sound effects much to his children’s delight.

Kageyama wasn’t sure at first if he wanted children, afraid he wouldn’t be suited for the roll of “dad”. But once he does have them he does well. Unsurprisingly, when they’re old enough, he’s the first to encourage them to try out volleyball but if they don’t want to, he doesn’t love them any less. He just tries to understand whatever they are in to.

Hinata is another energy filled dad, able to play for hours with his kids without seeming to break a sweat. He’s frequently seen with his “little crows” at official matches, swelling with pride whenever he hears squeals of encouragement whenever he scores.

Tsukishima tried to be firm in regards to keeping his kid out of his and his wife’s bedroom; that is their sanctuary. But when his little girl came crying during a loud and violent storm, he simply lifted her up, kissed her cheek, laid her between himself and her mother and snuggled away her fears.

Yamaguchi frequently plans playdates for his kids and those of his former teammates, usually on Sunday mornings or afternoons when most of – if not all – of them are available to get together. Occasionally they’ll go to an amusement park or zoo or some place similar but most of the time the dates consist of the dads chatting over simple sandwiches while their children run about a park and play together.

Ukai wasn’t sure he wanted kids since taking care of his “little rascals” was already so exhausting but eventually he decides he does want to and when he does he’s never lacking for willing babysitters, all of “his boys” from that first year of him coaching offering their help to raise his twin boys.

Aobajosai

Oikawa loves taking his two little twin girls shopping. Buying them cute, matching outfits just makes his day. They have way too many, but that doesn’t stop him from doing it. When they get older, they’re more resistant to it but will make sure to go at least once a year – on Father’s Day – and let their dad pick something for them.

Iwaizumi enjoys cooking and his Father’s Day tradition with his kids is finding a traditional dish – either from their country or another – and trying it out together. Whether it comes out right or they like it or not, it’s the experience of cooking together that they love. And if it doesn’t come out right, they just order take out.

Matsukawa frequently tortures his children when they are older with typical dad jokes, especially around their significant others when they start dating.

Hanamaki likes to do family outings / experiences with his kids on Father’s Day rather than have them buy him stuff he doesn’t really need. One year, when they were in middle school, he planned a volunteer day at a local shelter. At the end of the day he said, “Now that you have some of an idea of what it takes to take care of a dog, do you still want one?” When they all agree they did he told them to work together to pick one to take home.

Yahaba spends time with his kids doing art projects. They want to color? He’ll color with them. Paint? It’ll be outside with drop cloth and smocks but sure, why not? Sidewalk chalk and hopscotch? He’s there. Watching his kids be creative is one of his greatest joys.

Watari’s kids love to snuggle with him. They’ll crawl in his lap to watch a movie or beg him to lay with them during nap time when he’s home.

Kindaichi is rather competitive so he has to watch himself whenever he plays games with his kids not to get too into it. He won’t just let them win, though. They have to learn the agony of defeat, even in Mario Kart.

Kunimi – because of his dislike for loud, energetic beings – struggled through his kids toddler and young childhood years. He was there for them but it was a tough go. He does exceptionally well during the latter school years frequently being a source of help for them during homework time.

Kyotani is – unsurprisingly – fiercely protective of his kids. He can be a bit harsh with them but his attitude has mellowed out and they know above all else that he loves them. God help the boy who tries to date his daughter.

Nekoma

Kuroo is also fond of the dad jokes or science puns and frequently uses them to diffuse arguments with his kids, either between each other or with him.

Kenma – shockingly – loves playing video games with his kids. His proudest moment was when his son asked for his own PSP for his birthday.

Yamamoto, when they are old enough, teaches his daughters self defense to protect themselves from the numerous boys he just knows will be after them. They roll their eyes but do as told, teasing him with tidbits uncle Kuroo and Yaku told them about his own high school days. This only encourages him to increase the training, must to their chagrin.

Kai is the party planner for his kids’ birthday parties, taking whatever theme they want that year to the extreme and creating a wonderful experience for their guests and themselves.

Yaku loves baking with his kids. He’s always finding new recipes to try and they laugh their way through techniques they don’t understand, learning as they go and eating the fruits of their labor. After clean up, they go for a run or bike ride together to “burn off the sugar” before crashing for a nap.

Inuoka does finger puppet shows for his kids. He lets them make the characters out of arts and craft supplies then uses a stage box he built himself to put on productions for them. Sometimes they write the stories together and sometimes he makes it up for them to simply enjoy.

Lev is a master of hide and seek and his kids frequently challenge him in it. When his youngest managed to hide for over an hour it prompted him to put trackers on them, linked to their mother’s cell phone so he can’t cheat.

Other Team Favorites

Bokuto gives the best “horsey” rides, willing to get down on all fours and properly run about and buck, his children squealing with joy as they ride. It usually ends with Bokuto collapsed on the grass and his kids piling on top of him in fits of giggles.

Akaashi is a master at getting his babies to sleep. He rocks them gently, trailing his fingers over their forehead and down their eyelids prompting them to close. When they’re asleep, he lays them in their crib and watches them sleep for a little, a soft smile on his face.

Aone is a human jungle gym for his kids. They love to climb all over him, hanging from his strong arms or neck. They also love to wrestle with him, frequently ganging up to try to take him down. Aone just smiles quietly through it all, enjoying the time playing with his kids.

Koganegawa is just as entertained as his children watching animated movies. On Saturday nights, they cuddle together on the couch with snacks and drinks, pulling out of a hat what movie they’re going to watch from their massive collection.

Ushijima struggled in the beginning of fatherhood due to the unpredictability of children; babies in particular. But once he got the hang of the basics, he began to enjoy the experience more. The first time his son cuddled up and fell asleep on his chest he was a lost man; fatherhood, he decided, was the best thing to ever happen to him.

Semi is the dad whose kids can talk to him about and tell him anything. He takes their opinions, thoughts, ideas, worries, fears, arguments all in stride, allowing them to have their say (respectfully, there is no reason to be rude and it just makes you look stupid). When they’re done, he offers his advice, opinion or answer depending on the nature of the discussion. They may not always like what he says but they respect him because he respects them.

Tendo was quite nervous to have children to be honest. Would they like him? Would they think he was scary? Then, his daughter was born and all his fears melted. He might have shed a few tears, but he’ll never admit it. He gets her into manga when she’s older and the two of them will spend hours fanboy/girling over their favorites.

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A ponytail makes a difference. With our lovely crows first years💙

(Haven’t been post for a long while, got of this “up and down” emotion thing going on. So I want to do something cute and fluffy)

how adorable is this!!!

I love her with all the boys, this is so frickin’ cute!!!

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.

Karasuno First Time Head Canons

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I saw a mention of first times for Karasuno and came up with these. Hope you enjoy! -Admin Jade, @vball-baes-bball-babes

Daichi

Daichi’s first time takes place in his first or second year of university with a girl he’s in a stable, committed relationship with.

Boy is prepared, this has been planned. We’re talking soft light, mood music, bottles of water (hydration is important), condoms, lube and the comfort of his room without his roommate home.

Slow and gentle, Daichi takes his time not only because he’s still figuring things out but because he wants to remember everything clearly.

When they actually connect, Daichi’s face is a little pensive due to his concentration (especially if it’s her first time too, he doesn’t want to hurt her). That and he’s concentrating on not coming too fast.

Sugawara

Also has his first time in university, most likely during his first year with his girlfriend.

Despite his interest in kinks, the first time is fairly traditional. He wants to savor the emotional connection more experimenting.

He bites his lip a lot trying to stifle his moans but fails miserably; it just feels too damn good.

Is willing to try oral the first time, he’s been curious about it for years and will most def want to try it if she’s game for it.

Asahi

Baby boy will wait until he’s been in a safe, stable and healthy relationship for a good long while before he takes this step. I see him waiting until he’s in his mid-twenties before having sex.

His movements will be super hesitant but if he’s with the right girl she’ll be chill with taking some lead; he removes her shirt, she removes her bra. He removes his pants, she takes off his shirt.

Starts super slow, kisses all over, he’s taking his time not only to enjoy her but to work up his nerve.

When they finally connect, his eyes are screwed shut tight, not only because he’s overwhelmed with the sensations but because he’s still a little embarrassed.

After it’s over, he’ll probably shed a few tears. He’s never been this vulnerable with anyone and it’s very intense for our glass hearted ace.

Tanaka

He has his first time as a third year.

It’s spontaneous after a huge win in a tournament, his girlfriend wanting to give him a reward for his awesome performance as Karasuno’s latest ace; that and he’s just frickin’ hot when he plays!

They go at it either in a closet or latch the door on the locker room. It’s not the ideal location for a first time but they’re too into each other to really care.

He buries his face against her neck in effort to cover his moans, she just feels amazing and he loves her so damn much!

The first years are slightly scarred hearing Tanaka-senpai moaning like that.

Nishinoya

Also has his first time as a third year.

Takes place during a graduation party because he just couldn’t wait to get back to his or her house.

They’re either in the bathroom or a random bedroom, either way they’re so wrapped up in each other the surroundings don’t matter.

Noya has no chill, like boy is moaning and groaning like they’re the only ones in the house.

No matter the position, his head thrown back, eyes shut and hands gripping her tight.

Ennoshita

Happens his third year of university or possibly after his graduates from there. He’s in no rush and wants to make sure things are stable with him and his lady before taking this step.

Is the kind of guy who’s done research. Like, not watching porn, but instructional DVDs, has read articles, he doesn’t want to go into something like this blind.

All that research, however, can’t prepare him for how amazing it feels to connect with his lady for the first time intimately.

He’s more vocal than he thought he’d be, gasping her name and praising her for making him feel so good. He maintains eye contact as much as possible too.

Kinoshita

First time during university probably his first year. Waits until he knows he loves her and she him; he doesn’t think he can do something this significant without that level of commitment.

Is super nervous and constantly asking questions. “Are you ok?” “Do you like this?” “Am I making you feel good?” He needs consistent encouragement and being reassured.

Loves long kissing, like, he cannot get enough of her lips and he’s a damn good kisser.

Focuses so much on her, he almost forgets himself but when she hitches her legs around his waist and draws him into her, he moans into her mouth, eyebrows furrowing sharply.

Releases her lips to gasp in air and breathes out he loves her.

Narita

First time is when he goes home for a Christmas break during university.

Reconnects with an old neighborhood crush who’s also home for the holidays.

He’s a calm and collected guy so when she shows interest, he goes with the flow, going with her to her room during a Christmas party.

It’s a bit bumbling because of nerves but overall he does well. He’s happy to be experiencing something of this nature with someone he’s known so long.

They end up establishing a relationship that carries on throughout university, resulting in them getting married after graduation.

Tsukishima

Early bloomer, Tsukishima has his first time in his second year.

Spontaneous to say the least, probably happens following a heated make out session with his girlfriend during a study date.

Hands travel to new places, she reciprocates the touches and he just goes with it. He cares a lot about her and the moment, somewhat awkward as it is, feels right.

Gritted teeth, sweat on his brow, low grunts and somewhat stiff movements but he does his best to take care of her properly. He wants to maintain his “cool” reputation after all.

Yamaguichi

For some reason, I picture this boy as waiting until his wedding night.

He’s a nervous wreck but as she kisses him and traces over his freckles, he relaxes into her touch, trying to clear his mind and just focus on how she makes him feel.

Touches her back, hands a bit shaky from nerves, but gains more and more confidence the longer the foreplay goes.

As he enters her, he’s looking in her eyes, telling her how much he loves her while kissing her face.

Kageyama

I can see Kageyama having his first time also be a random hook up, probably while he’s touring with team Japan when he’s an adult.

Meets her at a bar he was dragged to by his team under their insistence that he needs to loosen up.

She tugs him to the dance floor and the feel of a female’s body brushing up against his so provocatively ignites utter want and need in this young man.

Back in her room, he has no idea what he’s doing and it shows. His face is bright red as she patiently gives instruction but he’s nothing if not a good student.

His first time entering her, he moans loudly and it makes him blush even harder if possible but she encourages him and he keeps going, enjoying the feel of her and thanking his lucky stars to have run into someone so kind as her.

Because this is his first emotional connection on this level, he asks to stay in contact with her which kicks off their long distance relationship; resulting in him becoming pro at phone sex.

Hinata

Oh our sunshine boy! I can see him having his first time his first year of university because all through high school he was solely focused on volleyball.

Not that he doesn’t still play but he’s become more aware of other needs and so when he finally gets a girlfriend (not that he really had to try that hard because he’s a precious love who would worship the ground she walks on), he’s eager to be with her.

A flurry of removed clothes (probably a few seams being sacrificed) and quick kisses. He can’t touch or taste her fast enough!

Can’t hold back his “bwah” and “ugh” sounds; he’s very vocal and that remains true for every time after the first.

At the end of it, both are sweaty, panting and messy but happy.

Ukai

Volleyball isn’t the only place Ukai had game, he was also quite popular with the ladies (and still is).

First time was his first year, he didn’t waste time.

Random hook up at a party, but he’s not complaining.

Maintained his serious expression but it was a whole lot more tender.

Takeda

Had his first time after obtaining his teaching degree.

He’d gone out to celebrate with friends and ended up drinking a bit more than usual.

He and a fellow student he’s been flirting (bashfully) with all semester get hot and heavy in one of the VIP rooms.

One thing leads to another and they end up hooking up but it’s more of a dry hump to coming, than actual intercourse.

His glasses askance, Takeda breathes heavy against her neck, hands trailing up her shirt against her back as she rocks against him.

Not the best “first time” but it’s his first ever releasing thanks to another person.

Yachi

I picture Yachi also as one who waits until she gets married, if for no other reason than she’s terrified of getting pregnant and just isn’t willing to take that risk with someone who isn’t fully committed to her.

Her knees are knocking but he goes slow, taking off her clothes in stages to allow her to acclimate; he wants this to be pleasurable for her too.

Once they’re both naked and in bed, he continues to take the lead, kissing and touching her until she’s positively melting.

At their final connecting, she cries both in pain and because of the heavy emotions she’s feeling.

Overall, it’s an amazing experience and she’s eager to try again, though the next time she hopes will hurt less.

Kiyoko

Second year university with her boyfriend is the first time Kiyoko has sex.

Is very bashful, often trying to cover up as he takes off her layers; she’s embarassed by her scars from sports.

He reassures her, murmuring sweet words of praise and encouragement in her ear.

As he enters, she squeezes her eyes shut, a few stray tears sliding down her cheeks but as she warms up she moans quietly against his throat, kissing him.

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these are very nice

~Admin Kay

Another contribution, felt good to get some writing in!

oh oh the inbox is open!! can I ask forrr like late-twenties hcs for yamaguchi, hinata, and noya please? what they’re like with their s/o or just in general. all grown up :’)

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I love thinking about these boys when they’re all grown up! Like, especially beyond college even, I just love it so much!

Hope you enjoy, Anon!

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Okay, okay, here me out of this. Think about this kid on a motorcycle. He probably got it after he finished college cause he felt like he just needed to spice his life up and do something a little spontaneous rather than what was expected of him, right? And it’s his baby now, he loves taking it out any day or night of the week!

His mom totally hates it – thinks its a death machine – but he doesn’t care. He probably picked his significant other up on it for their first date or pulled into the parking lot where they were meeting for the first time on it. SWOON. But he’d always ask if they were comfortable riding it rather than assume they’d just hop on.

I can see him working as a waiter or barista for a year or two after he finishes college. Not only because it’s harder to get a job than people make it seem, but because he’s terrified of the idea of having to have his life figured out.

They surely have conversations about that very thing all the time. Yamaguchi would be hanging out at their place and they’d ask him about his job hunting and he’d just dive right in – boy doesn’t hold back on any thoughts or emotions with them, he’s a complete open book.

It’s also them that probably pushes him to actually actively pursuing a job related to his field. With them backing him up and supporting his choices it was a lot easier for him to feel comfortable moving forward in life!

Hinata Shouyou

I see this boy being an avid cafe visitor. He’s definitely got his spot that he goes practically twice and week without fail. And he always orders the same thing and tries to sit in the same spot. It’s also where I see him on his laptop checking and editing his photos – in an AU where he’s a photographer, maybe for sports?

Oh, this is totally where he met his significant other! Either it was someone that Hinata became painfully aware was constantly coming in on the same days as him or he just felt brave that single time seeing them and NEEDED to ask them out for coffee.

Lol, their first date is totally at that very coffee shop! And it’s been a symbol in their relationship ever since – like maybe they did their engagement announcements there or perhaps the proposal took place there, lol!

Oh, I just have this gut feeling that it took this boy a couple times before he figured out how to pay his bills on time. Like, he was always so caught up with everything else he was doing, the last thing on his mind was paying some electric bill.

Lol, watch the two of them be going at it in the shower or something and next thing they know the gas gets turned off and they’re just dowsed with a downpour of cold water! “NOT AGAIN!” “THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE????!!!?”

Nishinoya Yuu

My favorite headcanon to associate with Noya ever is that he and Tanaka room together and they have a complete open apartment. So, literally anyone and everyone they know are walking through the door at any given moment and it’s completely normal, they’re even greeted with offers of food – or in some people’s cases, no offer is needed!

And I think that even after Tanaka moves out – to move in with his significant other – that policy just sticks to him. Omg, watch him start to date his significant other, right, and they’re not aware of just how openly people wonder in and out of the place and they find themselves in quite the predicament wondering around in their underwear!

I just totally get the feeling that Noya goes backpacking all the time. He’s got a weekend off, hiking, he gets two weeks vacation, doing a portion of the Camino de Santiago, decides he needs to get away for a month, hiking the John Muir Trail. Oh, and it would totally mean the world to him if they were willing to go with him, even for a day hike or something.

Legit always in contact with everyone from the team. He calls Asahi, Tanaka, and Hinata almost every other day and the rest he chatting with at various points throughout the week, even Tsukki! They’re bonds that were very important to him and he refuses to let them all just disappear!

I can see him setting up reunions and such too, or maybe always suggesting that they meet up somewhere. And he always brings them along with him not only to show off his amazing catch but because he wants them to know the people that are important to who they fell in love with!

This is so precious!

Okay, okay lemme see here…. for a Bad Boy AU…. using Furihata, Yamaguchi, Okamura, Sakurai, and Yaku. Basically, the guys secretly being gang leaders, like, they hide it from their teammates, schoolmates, girlfriend… their everyday personalities are actually mild facades they use so no one would guess what they do after school lets out. One day, GF finds out because she is almost assaulted by a rival gang and the guys come to her rescue. Mild comical fluff? (if that is even possible) XD

I tried writing this in a style I’ve seen @sfw-haikyuu-nsfw
employ where there is a flowing narrative that incorporates all the characters
in “one” scene. I’m actually pretty pleased with how this turned out except that I completely forgot your request for “mild comical fluff” because I had a brief summary of the ask…whoops! Thanks for being ok with it changing, I hope you like it!

The shock of having her
feet knocked from under her and being pinned to the cold concrete stole her
voice momentarily. But then she’s screaming bloody murder. Clawing and biting
at her attacker she tries to get away but he’s too strong. Just when she feels
the tear of her shirt, her assailant is yanked off of her. Her eyes widen when
she sees who her rescuer is.

“You piece of shit, I thought I told you to stay out of my
turf!” Her eyes widen; she’s never
heard Yamaguchi use such language
ever. And his gaze is so hard and fierce she begins to wonder if he has a dual
personality. He stands rigid in a stare down with her attacker. “You best get
out of here if you know what’s good for you,” Yamaguchi almost growls and she
shivers. As he turns to look at her, he sees her flinch, the motion bringing
dullness to the fire burning in his eyes.

“_______,” Yaku
begins, reaching out hand, “Please I can explain-“

“Morisuke look out!” she shouts and he turns just in time to
dodge the sucker punch aimed at his head.

“You bastard!” he yells, moving swiftly to throw a punch of
his own.

She remains frozen, eyes wide as Yaku bobs and weaves, throwing
punches and kicks while obsorbing the same. She knew he had a temper from time
to time but this…this is something completely different.

And he knows what he’s doing. She gasps as more gang members
enter the darkening alleyway, faces full of ill intent.

Furihata knows he
has to get the upper hand and fast. He’s proven good at watching other’s
backs, but fighting on his own has always been more difficult. However, with
________ here, he knows he has no choice but to win. She’s depending on him
to protect her, even if she does currently appear to be just as afraid of him as
the asshole who attacked her.

Maybe more because suddenly he’s like a stranger to her. His
distraction leaves him open, the result being a swift kick to the gut which
takes him to the ground. In no time, he’s surrounded, his girlfriend screaming
in the background as he takes blow after blow.

Okamura covers his
head, irritated that he let his guard down so much that these ass wipes were
able to take advantage of it and bring him down. Blood is obscuring his vision
and it’s getting more difficult to breathe, no doubt thanks to the steel toed kicks to the
ribs he’s taken.

He’s finally able to reach the gun hidden in his waist band,
one shot then another echoing against the brick of the buildings. The deafening
explosions startle more than maim his attackers, his shots wild due to an
inability to see and a desire to make sure he’s not firing anywhere near where
________ is standing.

For the first time ever, he’s thankful to hear her screams.
It means she’s alive.

As the last of the punk asses who dared to mess with him and
his own flee the scene, Sakurai lays
still on the ground, too exhausted to move, his injuries making themselves
known with a vengeance as his adrenaline wears off. With tremendous effort, he
lifts his head, able to see _______ still standing frozen near the dead end.

His call of her name is weak but it seems to rouse her from
her stupor, her body flying forward to his position on the ground.

As she kneels next to him, he reaches up a bloodied hand to
her face, touching her gently. “I’m sorry,” he whispers before fainting.

Unsure what to do, she calls Aomine. Though she’s practically in
hysterics he manages to calm her down enough to get the information he
needs to come get them. On the way to their private hospital, she tries to pump him
for information but Aomine insists she wait to talk to Sakurai.

After all, it’s
his story to tell.

Dominate Me – Asahi, Kageyama, and Yamaguchi

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Asahi

Maybe it was the loss today, or maybe that his spikes were blocked more than normal. You’re not sure what it is but all you know is Asahi is acting like a freaking beast…and you’re loving every second of it. He’s normally so shy, so timid about anything intimate but not tonight. Oh no, tonight, his hand grips the back of your head roughly, his dick sliding in and out of your mouth at a pace you almost can’t keep up with. It takes a lot of concentration not to gag.

“That’s it, you’re a slut for my cock, aren’t you?” he growls. You work to keep a shocked expression from your face because you’re sure if he sees you even the least bit surprised he’ll take it as a negative and will stop. Which is the last thing you want.

He pulls out abruptly, grasping your chin in a firm grip, his face dropping to right before yours. Gone is the gentle warmth of soft brown eyes replaced with a fire you never knew he had. “I asked you a question, I don’t care if your mouth is full of dick, you answer, understand?”

This time you can’t stop your eyes from widening a bit but he’s not phased, doesn’t even blink. So you nod. He squeezes tighter, finger indenting the flesh of your cheeks and draws you closer. His breath ghosts over your lips, tongue teasing your mouth as he whispers, “Use your words, what are you?”

You swallow and pant out, “A slut for your cock.”

“Damn right you are,” he hisses, practically throwing you on the bed. He pushes you into position on your knees. A smack to your ass makes you cry out in surprise, the next second your body humming with erotic energy. “Look at you, so wet for me, you like when I treat you like this?” He spanks you again. “You like being my dirty whore?” Another smack.

“Yes, yes Asahi, please! Please fuck your whore,” you beg.

He teases your cunt with the tip of his erection, drawing in and out just enough to give you a taste of what’s to come; hopefully it will be you.

“You want it?” he asks in a sing song tone.

“Yes, please,” you breathe out.

Without warning, he shoves in all the way to the hilt. A hoarse cry mixed with pleasure and pain rips from your throat which is grabbed by Asahi’s large hand. He draws you upwards, his chest to your back, thrusting up harshly into your wanton body. His other arm wraps around your chest, bracing you against him firmly.

“God, you’re so fucking hot,” he whispers harshly, biting the edge of your ear. He’s pumping into you quickly, his hold so tight you know you’ll have bruises come morning.

“Asa…hi,” you gasp, air leaving your lungs faster than you can bring it in. He grants mercy in allowing you to falling forward, hips pistoning rapidly to fuck you into oblivion. Before long you’re screaming, tears rolling down your cheeks as you beg him to let you come.

He finally relents, fingers dancing over your clit and you positively explode. You barely feel him come, body growing numb for his overt stimulation.

The next morning you wake with groaning muscles protesting movement but are thoroughly satisfied. When you open your eyes, it’s to find a very worried looking Asahi. You sit up, tugging the sheet with you to lock out the cold of the room. “Asahi, baby, what’s wrong?” you ask touching his cheek.

“I…I’m so-“ but you cut off his apology with a hand over his mouth.

“Nope, no apologies. I loved last night. I know you don’t believe me but it’s the truth. But since I know you won’t feel better until you apologize, why don’t you make pancakes? You can spoil me with breakfast in bed since I doubt I can walk downstairs thanks to the thoroughly delicious fuck fest you gave me last night.”

His cheeks burn red all the way to his ears but he nods to your request. You smile, plant a soft, slow kiss on his lips and roll back over, smiling minutes later when the scent of fresh coffee and hot maple syrup waft up from the kitchen.

Kageyama

He’s been wanting to try this for a long time, consistently imaging his desires coming to life but Kageyama is unprepared for how much better reality is over his fantasy. He’d barely been able to vocalize his request, blushing, stammering and generally feeling like a fool when he approached you about tonight. But to his immense delight, you agreed, almost eagerly and now, here you were, all four limbs secured with leather straps to the posts of your bed and a blindfold over your eyes.

“To..tobio?” you ask a bit breathless.

A slow, sultry grin spreads over his face. He hadn’t anticipated his own inhibitions to be so effectively quelled simply by taking away your ability to see. With the blindfold on, he doesn’t have to worry about being self-conscious, a boldness he’s always had but never allowed beginning to surface.

Gently, he leans over you, trailing the tip of his nose from the join of your collarbone to just below your ear, whispering, “I’m here, baby.”

You shiver at his tone, so low and sexy, so confident.

The unexpected contact of his lips to yours makes you flinch but a moment later you’re moaning into his mouth, his tongue skillfully dancing with yours as his hands trail feather light over your skin. You arch as high as you can with the restraints, eager to feel more of his touch but he moves just enough out of reach to only tease.

Kageyama pulls away, smirking at the slight whimper left on your lips because of the absence of his own. One finger traces the outer rim of your areola drawing your nipple to a stiff peak. A protesting whine from your throat morphs into a startled cry with his lips seal around the puckered flesh, his tongue rolling languidly over and around the sensitive nub.

He chuckles when he hears you pulling on the retraints, the vibrations of his mirth shooting pleasured darts through your nervous system. “So, impatient,” he coos, blowing cool air upon your wetted flesh. He crawls back up to your ear, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and moans, “You always get your way, _______, tonight, I’m taking my time. But don’t worry,” he sucks the flesh of your neck hard, your body arching violently, “I’ll make it worth the wait.”

He opens his mouth, tongue licking and mouth sucking the entirety of both your breasts until they’re tinged pink with the stimulation. His hands, so skillful in handling a volleyball, mold and shape your flesh, kneading the soft of your belly, gripping the slight love handles of your hips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs against your skin. “I love how soft you are all over, how there’s something to actually hold on to.”

“Tobio,” you whine, cheeks blushing to a fiery crimson under the manipulation of his touch and praise.

“Hush, sweetheart, no protests tonight, remember? That was the agreement. You’re just gonna lie here and take what I give you and that includes compliments.” You hesitate a moment, biting your bottom lip but then nod your acquiescence. “Good girl,” he praises then returns to enjoying your skin.

Every touch of his tongue and fingers leaves you wanting more, your core burning with longing to have him taste you and make you lose control. He senses this, knows your noises better than even you do but he’s not giving in, not yet. He rubs your thighs up and down, kissing from the tops of your knees to the base of your ankles, alternating between pecks and open-mouthed kisses before trailing back up your inner thighs.

Your scent is driving him crazy, the sight of you glistening with want and all because of him stroking his ego in the best way possible. He teases your cunt with his tongue, pushing in and out just enough to draw whimpers and whines from your chest.

The touch of his cock to your entrance makes you gasp, “Yes, please, please Tobio, fuck me, please.”

Kageyama’s dick twitches in response to your begging, the vision of you writhing against your confines a beautiful sight to behold. Despite wanting to tease you more, he’s so hard it hurts and he knows you have the whole night. He plunges in, loving the cry of his name on your lips.

Leaning down, he kisses you harshly once before moving his mouth to your ear. “You’re so fucking hot when you beg. Do you know that? Do you feel how hard and hot I am, all because of you?” He grasps your hair tugging your head back and latches onto your throat, not releasing until your skin is marked with the evidence of his presence. “You feel so fucking good, god, I just want to stay in you always.”

“Tobio, shit, harder, please.”

He hadn’t intended to give you any control tonight but having lost of a grip of his own, Kageyama complies, driving into you harder than he ever has, the sound of slick flesh and sex filling the room.

“Ohgodohgodohgod,” you moan. Tobio grunts and growls, wishing to feel your hands on his as he makes you come but he won’t stop, won’t pause, not when you’re this close, not when he can feel the tightening of your walls, the sing song breath of your impending release.

Not when he’ll make you come for the first time through penetration alone.

And you do, you come hard, squeezing him so tightly he almost chokes on his breath. The sensation pulls his own orgasm firmly to the front, seed shooting deep into your body.

Panting and sweat covered, Kageyama pulls out, grabbing a towel to quickly clean both of you up before pulling off the blindfold and releasing you from your restraints. Without a word, he gently pushes you to your side and spoons up next to your, arm wrapped snuggly around your waist. Into your ear, he whispers, “I love you, so much. Thank you for tonight.”

Your hum of contentment is all the confirmation he needs to know you agree with the sentiments.

Yamaguchi (you guys wanted something totally different so here you go)

“Dashi…pl…please.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, eyes half hooded as you stare at the pinch server. His own eyes are narrowed, your skin burning under the scrutiny of his gaze. When you started dating all those months ago, you’d no idea he’d prove to you the sentiment of “it’s always the quiet ones you have to watch out for.”

Because here you are, secured in a sex swing of all things, limbs spread open and all for his viewing and touching pleasure. His body’s filled out more this year, the result of continuous training and working to perfect his volleyball game but if there’s one area his game doesn’t need work on, it’s the bedroom.

Who knew it would be you who would have a hard time keeping up?

He grins, moving forward within touching distance of your body. With a flick of his thumb, the buzz of a vibrator cuts through the temporary silence of the room. He places it against your opening, your head falling back with mouth open to release a loud moan. Slowly he moves the toy up and down, grazing your clit only to retreat once more. He pushes it inside of you, pulls it out, all the while never taking his gaze off your face.

“Look at me, ______,” he orders and you have no choice but to comply. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes! Yes please!”

“How badly?”

“Oh god, so, so badly, Tadashi. I’ll do anything you want, please, just let me come!”

He smiles but it’s not his sweet, innocent smile all the rest of the world sees, oh no, this smile is devious, full of salacious intent and sexual deviancy.

“Don’t make promises you won’t keep, _______, I’ll hold you to it to do anything, understand?”

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck, please Tadashi, I can’t take it anymore!”

He nods in understanding, turning up the dial one click and pressing the vibrator directly on your clit. He looms over you, mouth taking in a nipple and sucking hard while the vibrations send coursing rivers of fire shooting through your veins. He’s played you up, edged you so close so many times that when you finally come, you shriek, every limb locking before convulsing violently against the restraints holding them at bay.

With panting breath, you begin to descend from your high, eyelids fluttering open when you feel a chair placed beneath. Tadashi releases your limbs one by one, gently resting you into the chair. He gathers you up, placing kisses against your temple.

“I’ll collect on your promise another time. For now, a bath and some sleep. You did so good for me.”

Contribution to SS, kinda fits with the Bad

Boy theme I guess lol.

Not everyone loves volleyball (as much as the boys think they should)

This was a request for Kageyama and Yamaguchi who have
girlfriends that don’t like volleyball. I’m keeping them together in one post
since they were requested as such.

Tobio Kageyama

“Hey Kageyama, is _______-chan going to be there today?”
Hinata asks loudly on the bus as Karasuno makes their way to a small practice
tournament.

“Shut up dumbass!” the setter hisses but it’s too late.

“Oi, who’s _____-chan?” asks Tanaka leaning over the back of
the seat the weirdo duo are sitting in.

Before Kageyama can answer Hinata is already speaking,
“Didn’t you know? That’s Kageyama’s girlfriend!”

Silence descends for just a moment before all hell breaks
loose in the form of Tanaka and Nishinoya erupting into choruses of, “What?!”
and “How can scary face Kageyama have a girlfriend when we don’t?” and various
other such exclamations and bemoaning complaints.

“That’s enough!” shouts Daichi momentarily ending the ruckus
but even he’s incapable of stopping the flow of questions that follow.

“Where did you meet her?” asks Yamaguchi.

“Is she cute? Does she have a sister, preferably an older
one?” Tanaka interjects.

“Why didn’t you tell us about her?” This from Asahi quietly.

“Has she ever come to a game? Was she there in secret?” Even
Yachi is drawn into the fray.

Sitting still with his hands clenched and teeth gritting,
Kageyama fights every urge he has to strike Hinata and keeps his eyes out the
window. Noting his discomfort, Sugawara deftly thwarts further questioning by
saying, “Come on guys, it’s pretty clear he doesn’t want to talk about it. Lay
off for now, yeah?”

Finally, everyone settles back down just in time for them to
arrive to their destination. As they file off the bus Ukai, who’d gone ahead to
help prepare for the matches, notices Kageyama looks more annoyed that usual.
He knows better than to ask the setter directly and settles for talking to
Sugawara, the team’s proclaimed handler of the temperamental first year.

“What’s eating Kageyama?”

Sugawara sighs. “Hinata let loose the fact that Kageyama has
a girlfriend. I’m sure you understand how that went over.”

Ukai groans, rubbing his forehead. “Sometimes I really
wonder about that kid. Do you think he’ll be ok? He looks really…upset.”

The silver haired shrugs his shoulders. “Usually he picks
himself back up, though I can’t understand why he’s so upset. I mean, yeah, the
boys teased him but he’s had much worse dealt to him before. Want me to talk to
him?”

The coach nods and Sugawara makes his way to the locker
room. Almost everyone is ready and starts to head to the courts to warm up.
Just as Tobio shuts his locker door Sugawara says, “Hold on a sec Kageyama.”
The black-haired setter winces already figuring why his senpei is telling him
to hang back but he respects the third year and does what he’s told.

Daichi sends an understanding nod towards Suga and ushers
the rest of the team out as quickly as possible. Once they are alone Suga looks
at Kageyama with kind eyes.

“You know, you seem much more upset about what happened back
there than I would expect,” he begins gently. When his kouhai keeps his eyes
rooted to the floor he goes on, “I know you don’t like talking about things but
if you need to, I’m available to listen. And I won’t say anything to the team.”

After a few moments of silence Tobio spouts out, “I’m pissed
because I don’t know why ______-chan won’t come to anything I ask her to. At
least, when it comes to volleyball.”

Suga’s eyes widen. “You mean you’ve asked her to come to
stuff and she’s refused?”

Tobio nods. “Yeah and she’s always got some lame excuse as
to why. I… I mean…” he meets Suga’s eyes for the first time since they’ve
begun speaking, “Do you think she wants to break up with me?”

Sugawara has never seen Kageyama look so vulnerable. “He must really like this girl,” he
thinks with an inner smile. Ah, young love.

“Well, since I don’t know her I can’t say but I do recommend
asking her what’s going on,” he offers. Stepping up next to the first year he
places a hand on his shoulder giving it a squeeze. “And if she can’t be honest
with you, is she really someone you should be in a relationship with in the
first place?”

Tobio sighs, shaking his head.

“Talk to her tomorrow, but right now, get your head in the
game, ok?”

He nods before the two setters make their way to the court.

The next day you’re sitting outside at a lunch table eating
your bento when Tobio sits down heavily across from you, his normally serious
face looking even more so. Before you can ask what’s wrong he blurts out, “Why
won’t you come to any of my games? And why don’t you want to meet the team or
see us practice?”

As used to his abruptness as you are, his aggressive
interrogation startles you. Fixing your eyes on the table you gulp. Really,
it’s a miracle the two of you have even started dating given the fact that you
avoid or deflect any conversation or question about volleyball. You should have
known this would happen sooner or later but still cling to the hope you can
brush it off like you usually do.

“Tobio-kun, I told you, I’m just really busy and-“

He cuts you off firmly, “It’s not just that. It’s something
else, something you’re not telling me! What is it? Do you hate volleyball or
something?”

Tobio knows he should be handling the situation more gently
but he’s extremely frustrated. It wasn’t just that he didn’t want to answer the
guys’ questions yesterday, it was that he couldn’t. As blunt and obtuse as he
can be sometimes, he knew not to confess that you’d flat out refused to meet
the team, only having met Hinata because he caught the two of you saying
goodbye before Tobio headed to practice one day.

When you finally look up at him your eyes are hard, the
result of your effort to keep your tears from falling. You’d sworn to yourself
you’d never cry over this stupid sport again.

“And what if I do? Hmmmm?” you challenge and are satisfied
to see open shock on his face.

After a moment, he clears his throat and says more gently,
“Er…that’s…that’s fine if it’s really how you feel. I just…I wish I knew why?”

Kageyama is very aware that his passion (more like
obsession) with volleyball is rarely met by anyone else save for possibly
Hinata. He also knows that there are people who flat out don’t like the sport.
He just never expected to be dating someone from the second camp.

Knowing you’ve come too far to back out now you sigh,
closing your eyes. You can’t look at him while you say this, it’s just too
embarrassing.

“Tobio-kun, I’m sorry for frustrating you like this. And I
don’t exactly hate volleyball.” He
relaxes at this, but remains silent waiting for you to go on. “But I don’t like
it anymore. It…it brings back painful memories from junior high that I’d rather
just forget.”

When you open your eyes, you’re surprised to see him
regarding you with almost a kind look on his face. It’s rare to see him relax
from his normal scowl, usually only happening when the two of you are alone or
(and this is just hearsay for you since you’ve never been to a game) when he or
his team complete a really good play or win a match.

“Tell me, maybe…maybe talking about it will help,” he says
and surprises you again by reaching across the table to take your hand.

Squeezing his in return you halting tell him about how you
were made fun of because you could never manage to spike the ball. No matter
how hard you tried you just couldn’t do it, always afraid of hurting someone or
looking foolish. And since you weren’t good at anything else to take the place
of being a spiker your team slowly by surely began to think of you and then
call you worthless. You quit after your first year because of it but the stigma
of your failure followed you for the next two years so by the time you reached
high school you tried to convince yourself that you hate volleyball but it was
only a cover for the hurt you felt.

You feel his hand clench yours tighter at your words but
before you can say anything further he says, “I know what it feels like to have
your whole team turn their backs on you.” Your eyes widen at his confession. He
goes on, “I mean…with me it was my own fault, but still…I understand.”

“Tobio-kun,” you say softly, your eyes brimming with tears.

Before you can start crying he continues, his eyes downcast,
“And even though I’ve worked on changing and things are going well, that
fear…it’s never really gone away. I just work harder on the things I need to
and ignore it.” Looking back up to your face he says, “I…I’d really love to
show you how great a sport this is. It’s…it’s important to me and well…you’re
important to me,” here his cheeks and the tips of his ears begin to turn red
making you giggle as he goes on, “And…and I’d really like to have the two most
important things in my life…together.”

Giving him a genuine
smile you nod. “Ok, Tobio-kun, please take care of me.”

He actually smiles as he stands tugging you to your feet.
Placing a swift kiss on your cheek he says, “We’ll start with you coming to
practice with me to meet the team. They know about you now thanks to dumbass
Hinata so don’t be surprised if they kind of ambush you.”

You laugh as the two of you walk back inside and suddenly you
feel lighter having finally released the heavy stone of burden you’d placed
upon yourself, thankful for the boy next to you who helped you let go.

Tadashi Yamaguchi

“Where’s your girlfriend?” Kei asks bluntly to Tadashi as
they enter the arena for the Interhigh Tournament. The timid pinch server looks
around, returning Yachi’s enthusiastic wave with a small one. Then, realizing
she can help, he runs up to the stands.

“Yachi-san, have you seen _____-chan around anywhere?” he
yells.

The first-year manager shakes her head but offers, “I can go
look for her, maybe she’s lost?”

Not wanting to burden her, he insists it’s fine and no doubt
you’ll be there soon. Yachi looks doubtful but holds her position per his
request. Turning back around he begins practicing serves with the rest of the
team hoping you’ll arrive in time for at least one of their matches. The
whistle blows indicating the teams need to get into position and in no time at
all the first match has begun.

After the nail biting fight against Dateko with Karasuno
emerging victorious Yamaguchi looks up into the stands once more. He sees
Shimada-san and Takinoue-san have arrived to cheer them on but you’re not
there.

When the final point falls to Aoba Jousai ending Karasuno’s
run in the Interhigh, Tadashi doesn’t even bother looking for you. He knows
you’re not there. Part of him is glad, at least this way you didn’t see his
epic failure of a serve in his first ever tournament but the fact that he’d
told you well in advance about this and expressed his hope that you’d be there
to be met with not even a text or a call hurts.

The evening following the devastating loss Yamaguchi is
behind the market with Shimada-san discussing the game. When they’ve finished
determining the pinch server’s next moves the shop worker looks at him
curiously.

“The game isn’t all that’s bothering you, is it?” he asks.

Tadashi shakes his head. “I…I invited my girlfriend to come
to the tournament. She said she’d try to make it but…” he trails off never
taking his eyes off the ground.

Tossing the ball as he talks Shimada- san advises, “You
know, Yamaguchi-kun, one of the most important facets of any relationship is
communication. If you’re this upset that she didn’t come you need to let her
know.”

Yamaguchi sighs, running his hands through his hair. “I
know, it’s just that…it seems like any time I bring up anything to do with
volleyball…it’s almost like she’s tuning me out. I mean, I thought it was just
me picking bad times to talk about stuff but now, I’m not so sure.”

“The problem won’t go away by ignoring it,” Shimada-san says
firmly, “And since volleyball is a big part of your life that you’re taking
very seriously, I think you need to have a conversation with her about why
she’s avoiding it.”

Nodding Tadashi stands, bowing low to express his thanks for
the help and the advice of his sensei before heading to your house. If he
doesn’t do this now, he’ll never do it.

Knocking with a shaking hand he waits patiently for you to
come to the door. You open it, your eyes widening in surprise at his presence.
Usually Tadashi-kun texts you when he’s coming over. “Hey,” you say opening the
screen door and stepping out, “Everything ok?”

Taking a deep breath, he meets your eyes, a surprising
firmness in his gaze. “No, _____-chan, everything’s not ok. Do you…do you have
time to talk? Maybe we can go to the park?”

A sudden shiver runs down your spine. You have a feeling you
know what this is about and really you can’t blame him for being upset. Nodding
you reach back into grab your coat off the rack, calling to your mom that
you’ll be back soon and then exiting with your boyfriend. The walk to the park
is silent, both of you lost in your own thoughts.

When you reach your destination the two of you each sit on a
swing, turning slightly to look at one another. It’s one of your more favorite
places to talk.

Steeling his nerves, Yamaguchi looks up at your face.
“______-chan, I…I want to apologize.”

Now that is not what you were expecting. “What do you mean,
Tadashi-kun?”

“I…I’ve been very upset with you the past couple days but
really the fault is mine. When I said I’d love if you could come see us play
yesterday I shouldn’t have left it such an open-ended invitation. I wanted you there and was really
disappointed when you didn’t show up or didn’t bother to call or text me about
the tournament once.”

Before you can respond he holds up a hand. You stay silent
as he goes on, “It’s become pretty clear there’s some issue here and for some
reason it’s related to volleyball. At first I thought it was me just being
paranoid or oversensitive but I can’t hold this in any longer. Volleyball is a
big part of my life and if you don’t want to be involved with it that’s fine.
But will be you please at least tell me why? Or tell me if it is me and I’ll
work on fixing whatever it is I need to fix.”

You feel your eyes start to fill with tears. It’s just like
Tadashi-kun to take all the blame on himself even as he’s telling you that you
hurt him. And it kills you that you hurt such a sweet, selfless boy who you
know would give you the world if he could. Reaching out you take his hand and
squeeze.

“Tadashi-kun, you have nothing to apologize for. It’s me who
should be apologizing to you. I just…I thought I’d buried this far enough in my
past that it wouldn’t bother me anymore and that it wouldn’t affect our
relationship, but…obviously that didn’t work.”

Sighing you stand up from the swing and begin pacing in
front of him as you talk. “When I was in junior high I thought volleyball
sounded like a lot of fun so I joined the club team. Everything was going great
until we started practicing spikes.” Here you pause gulping down the lump in
your throat. “I…I just froze! The coach was yelling at me to run and jump to
hit the ball but I was too scared! What if I jumped into the net? What if I
landed wrong and twisted my ankle? What if I hit the ball into some girl’s face
and broke her nose and she hated me for the rest of our lives?”

Yamaguchi struggles to hold back his grin; he’s never known
you have Yachi-syndrome when it comes to worrying and he feels bad for thinking
you look adorable right now with your wide eyes and frantically moving hands as
you recall the memory.

You’re still talking and he forces himself to focus on your
words. “And then it’s like everyone just turned on me! Started calling me
names, saying they didn’t want someone so useless on the team, stuff like that.
So I just turned tail and ran out of the gym never to set foot in it again. I
vowed from that day on that I would avoid anything to do with volleyball.”

Here you stop and look at him, tears trailing down your face
as you hiccup, “And…and then I met you…the sweetest, most amazing boy ever and of course you had to love volleyball so
I just…I just tried so hard to ignore all the bad feelings I got but it was too
hard! Then I wasn’t sure how to tell you because I really, really like you and
I was afraid that…I don’t know…I thought maybe if you knew why you’d think I
was stupid or something. I just…I didn’t know what to do and now I’ve ended up
hurting you and you probably hate me!” By now he’s stood up and is holding you
close, your shoulders shaking under the weight of your distress.

“______-chan,” he says softly in your ear, “first of all, I
could never hate you. Secondly, I don’t care if you don’t love volleyball, you
don’t even have to like it. I just didn’t understand why you were so distant
about it. Honestly, I thought it was something I’d done because, if you haven’t
noticed, I tend to think things are my fault more often than not.” You nod but
he keeps going, “And if anyone can understand how you feel it’s me. I’m nothing
but the pinch server and even that I
couldn’t do right. But you know what?” He pulls back to look into your tear
stained face. “I got back up again, and I think you can too.”

You frown in confusion and he smiles, wiping your tears
away. “Who cares if you can’t or don’t want to spike? Why not focus on becoming
the best receiver on the team? Look at Nishinoya-senpei! He’s not even allowed
to attack and yet he’s one of the most important players on our team!”

He hugs you close again, kissing your temple. “All I ask is
that you try to move on so you don’t have to carry this burden anymore.”

You nod, hugging his waist tightly as you breath in his
scent. When you pull away again he smiles more widely. “Will you meet me at
practice tomorrow after you’re done with cleaning the classroom? We can go out
for ice cream afterwards.”

“Sure, Tadashi-kun, that sounds nice,” you reply taking his
hand as the two of you begin to walk back to your house. When you reach your porch,
you stand on tip toes and kiss him sweetly on the lips.

“Wha…what was that for?” he asks blushing. He’s still not
quite used to being able to be affectionate like this with you.

“That was a thank you, for being so forgiving and
understanding and for helping to pick me back up so I can move on.”

“You…you’re welcome,” he stammers, his hand behind his head.
Clearing his throat, he takes one step backwards down the stairs, stumbling
slightly but covering it up with a nervous laugh. “Well, then, I’ll see you
tomorrow at school and after at practice.”

“See you then, Tadashi-kun,” you reply waving as he walks
away. With a sigh you go inside, slightly nervous but looking forward to the
day tomorrow.