[arlev]

༘⋆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊, 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆༄.°⋆

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

haikyuu: tsukishima | kenma | oikawa

genshin: arlecchino |

aot: wip

mha: wip

✿ english is not my first language, apologies in advance.

✿ student. 20.

✿ hq, genshin, aot, mha, knb, gachiakuta, SEVENTEEN.

⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ ❀ ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹

[arlev]

ੈ｡⋆𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐲‧₊˚♪

Oikawa Tooru x Reader

You're related to Iwaizumi. A man who yearns, EARNS. Timeline starting from 1st year to present (argentina era). PINNING. Kind of slow burn. Dating era starts at timeskip. Cry baby Tooru.

fluff ~ WC: 1848

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | special

🏐 .𖥔 ݁ ˖𖦹⭒°｡⋆ 🏐 .𖥔 ݁ ˖𖦹⭒°｡⋆ 🏐 .𖥔 ݁ ˖𖦹⭒°｡⋆🏐☆

The time is ticking away, you know that by now every thing is already settled, from their drinks to their tapes. you remember while you were doing one of the players finger tape, the coach called you to let you know that someone wanted to see you to which you had to dismiss because you were too occupied.

Samson assured you for three times now that everything is under control and you won’t be needed for the next thirty minutes. You’re nervous, It’s your first official game after so many years and now suddenly you are handling the Japan’s team for the Olympics along with the people you’ve known since you were in high school.

It feels surreal, you thought that the rush of emotions has come to an end a few days ago when you realized that you are going to handle them, you were there during their training and now you’re standing here at the very venue of the event. You are excited than nervous, you can’t help but feel like you have finally made it, thinking you skipped Nationals for this one, hopefully someone out there is thinking the same.

Just as you are spacing out, you heard your name got called by your cousin, you entered the room with a new pack of muscle tape in his hand. “Your boyfriend is looking for you.” His intentionally made his voice louder for the whole room to hear, and just when they did the room went as loud, throwing themselves into each others, squealing like a high school girl.

Rolling your eyes, you pat your face before leaving the room full of boys who don’t seem to know when to stop their teasing. The moment you step your foot out the door, you see your boyfriend in his 6 foot glory leaning on the wall with a knowing smirk when you met his eyes.

The tingling feeling entered your stomach, it’s like youre in high school again, feeling all this giddy for this guy you’ve known half your life.

“Hello, sweetness.” His smirk widened, you feel heat traveling your face. He’s sporting his blue argentina jersey, wearing an almost the dame shade of wind breaker. He pushed himself off the wall, paddling towards you who seemed to froze in place with red face.

His arms wrapped around your torso, pulling you close to him. “I missed you.” It has been three months since you two last saw each other due to his training, even if you try to video call each other everyday it still doesn’t lessen the fact that you both missed each other’s presence.

You buried your face against his chest, your arms circled on his waist. “We’ll defeat you.”

You felt his chest shake from the moment he bursted out laughing, he slightly pulled away from the hug to look at your face. “What a weird way to greet your husband.” He land a soft kiss on your lips that made you feel all warm.

You spread out your hand to his face, “I see no ring, Mr. Oikawa.” You teased, raising your eyebrow.

He chuckled, taking your hand in his hold to kiss your ring finger. “Soon, Mrs. Oikawa.” Now it’s his turn to tease you as you turn red.

You missed him so much you think you are ready to marry him right now and make your own family. You shrug your thoughts off, reminding yourself that you still have an Olympic match waiting.

“Do your best and don’t get injured.” You pat his jacket, he nodded with a smile, pulling your waist close to his torso.

“Yes, Ma’am. Let your boys know that I won’t let them win.” He smirk, flicking the stray bangs that fall in your eyes.

You scoff, “We’ll see. I’ll meet you soon.” just in time your name got called inside, waving him off with a final kiss you entered the room to see they’re getting ready to say their prayers and waiting for you.

For all the months you were with the team, you didn’t expect that you would be getting the same amount of hype from crowd when they call out your name. You are aware about the posts, videos, and edits because Bokuto and Hinata ate very active online and would excitedly send these to you.

Now here in this big court, you clearly did not expect that they would cheer as loud. Maybe the articles about you has give you quite a sound in this field.

When the opposing team started introducing their first six, the moment Oikawa name got called, the whole arena rumbled from the sound. He managed to find your face during this and gave you a wink, you immediately turn away to which you received a teasing nudge from your coach.

The match was intense, you torn whether to cheer on Oikawa’s side or the Japan team, whenever the two team scores you don’t know if you’re going to clap so you settled on staying silent but loudly cheering in your mind.

The crowd was just as loud as it was when you’re touring with the team, except maybe louder now that these two countries are just as good and crazy. You have watched and analyzed how the Argentine team plays, you never ask Oikawa about their play style because you prefer to be on your own observation and it might be too unfair to ask your boyfriend about this to get the upper hand.

He knows how you do your job, he’s painfully aware on how good you are, at some point he’s become too worried about you than the Japan team. One thing, you also know him, how he plays and how good he is, something you can’t deny.

Whenever you and Oikawa ended up talking about Olympics months before, it always goes back to high school, how he felt excited to play against your brain, how he wanted to be in the receiving end of your tactics and strategies, it goes the same with you. You’ve seen how crazy good he is during high school and for some reason it brings you joy to finally be rivals in the court.

“We won, baby.” The moment you hear those words whispered into your ear, it sent shivers down your spine. Warm hand traveling on your lower back his other on your abdomen pushing you close to his body.

You bit your lower lip when you felt hot breath on your neck. You turn your body to face him, his eyes already meeting yours before you pulled him by his nape and crashing his lips to yours. Both his hands landing on your hips, gripping it as hard as he’s sucking into your tongue.

When you felt his left hand lowering to the softness of your backside, you break the kiss. “I can’t strain you, Tooru. There’s still match.” With his eyes in dazed, he leaves another wet kiss to your lips.

“You’re underestimating my stamina.” He mumbled, lips trailing kisses to your neck.

You giggle, his lips tickling your neck. “I am not, you said you will win the Olympics for me, aren’t you? Then don’t slack off.”

“I’ll definitely see you and the boys again soon, you guys are monsters.” He ran his thumb on your lower lip, wiping off the shared wetness it left your mouth. “I’ll get change and meet you again.” You nodded as he ran off, rushing back to their locker.

“And here in the flesh, the beauty and brain behind all the strategies and tactics, the blood that makes the heart pumping, our lovely manager!” Behind the cameras you can hear cheers from the boys.

After the battle in Olympics, sponsorship projects flooded for the boys, not that there wasn’t any before but the amount just doubled. You had help them choose which ones to accept, decline, and put on waitlist for these, and for so long the public has also been waiting for you.

It started when you got introduced during one of the official games, and it continued as people continues to notice your presence during the game. It got them curious and it pulled them, now there are also brands waiting on you, journalists wanting a word, coaches scouting you.

It took a few tries from your team and coach to finally convince you do an interview, you agreed to do it with them and now you’re here.

“Quite the introduction there.” You chuckled, hand tucking the stray hair behind your ear,

The conversation start with the interviewer asking from way back in high school on what school you started managing and how was it the experience with them, you never mentioned Oikawa being one of them and put the spotlight on your cousin instead.

It also drifted to your corporate life that until now you are still working in from time to time, mentioning Kuroo as your co-worker and friend, telling them a story from how the Samson recruited you to now being the manager of the Japan Olympic team.

“For our last two questions, these ones are frequently discussed in the internet,”

You waited, already anticipating the question with a small smirk.

“Do you know Oikawa Toruu from the Argentina Team?”

With the boys being in the same room, the made a “oohh” sound that is very much noticeable.

“Yes, he’s from the team I used to manage back in high school.”

“So you two are acquainted then?”

“Well you could say it like that.”

“Is there something more?”

“Now that’s three questions.” The room erupted with laughter but at the same time the production is also waiting for your answer.

“We can’t help but be curious specially since you two are often spotted together. No pressure in answering these.”

You shrugged, “We were friends, now engaged.” You raised your left hand with the ring shining through. The boys cheered as loud as they did when they won against the other team during Olympics.

When the interview concluded you received a number of congratulations from the production team. The interview started for the Japan team this time, you had to stay and watch the interview the whole time since you are also in the team giving few insights or comments on how they improved and play in the game.

After the interview, you excused yourself from the team since they’re planning to go eat lunch together. You made plans before so you had to decline on them.

Upon arriving at the parking lot, you see your Fiancé leaning on the hood of his black car with his hands inside his pockets. “Hello gorgeous.” He reached for your bag before snaking his arm around your waist pulling your middle towards him and greeting you with a kiss.

“Hi, pretty boy.”

“Iwa-chan sent me a video.” You see the smug look on his face that is enough to tell you what video your cousin sent. Rolling your eyes you kiss him again.

“Anything wrong, Fiancé?”

With flushed face, he shook his head. “Nothing wrong, Fiancée.”

[arlev]

⋆.˚ 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 ⭒.˚

streamer!kenma and streamer!reader

kenma pussy eater and you as a thigh rider. can be read as a standalone. MINORS DNI‼️

smut ~ wc: 1259

we belong together: 1-4

👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚☆

“ken-ma, ngh..” you buried your face on the crook of his neck as you try to chase the sensation that you’re feeling, you heard him groaning back when his fingers gripped your waist.

“fuck don’t stop.” his hand guided your hips to continue, giving you a pushing you downward on him, his thigh drenched with your slick. he lifted your shirt to your neck before his head lowered to meet your naked chest, licking the peak of your breast, nipping and biting the skin as your voice got louder.

you and kenma are supposed to be playing your newly bought playstation, trying out new games but during the game the feeling of his touches suddenly felt hot on your skin, extra hot as if you’re in heat. for the past months, life had been pack with schedule, streams, meetings, overseas trips, and paperworks, even if the two of you still spend the nights together the pent up desire to each other has become harder to ignore.

you sent your vacation leave at the same time kenma sent his and when it got approve the two of you decided to stay at home, in the vicinity of your house, ordering take outs and playing video games.

it started when kenma pulled you closer to him, his hand sliding too close to your heat when he grab your thighs closer, then he lost, burying his face on your bare plush thighs, the size of your shorts aren’t even helping when it’s barely covering the fullness of your ass.

then out of nowhere, he spread his legs, too wide that his short has ridden up to his thighs, too wide and too fitted you can see the outline of his cock. you decided not to waste a second when you climb to his lap, his left thigh trap between your legs.

he smirk knowingly, his hands automatically letting go of the control as he hold your waist, guiding and pressing you down. “you really love my thighs, don’t you?”

without answering you kiss his wet lips, pushing your tongue in to meet his, licking and exploring the inside of his mouth, at the same time your hips began moving slowly and deeply, he groan under the feeling your heat through the thin fabric, lips never leaving yours.

“take it off.” he tug the hem of your shorts, pressing kisses on your jaw. you lifted yourself up, removing your tiny shorts and let your wetness meet your favorite thing in the world, kenma’s thick thighs. you thank the gods who push and gave kenma the drive to play sports back in high school because it paid off. too well, you’re obsessed with his sleeper build. thank you, kuroo.

his hand reach for the ends of your shirt, that has fallen down back to your stomach, throwing it to the side as he grab both your breast, squishing it together and pinching your nipples. you shake and pressed your thighs because of the pleasure, kenma’s left hand move to gave your thigh a loud smack, urging you to continue moving.

“kenma,” you pace started slowing down as your legs uncontrollably shake. kenma decide to take this in his own hands, switching your position as you sprawled on the couch, legs twitching, hair messy, your sweaty figure make kenma touch his crotch giving it a squeeze before kneeling down.

“thank you for the food.” he muttered, diving into you with his tongue going straight for your nub, sucking it, he began tonguing your hole next, slurping every drop of slick leaving your hole and not wasting it.

your whimpering got louder when he push his tongue deeper into your core, his hands preventing your thighs into suffocating him between you. when you began to tremble, he didn’t slow down, taking it as a sign that you’re close, his fingers never touch your aching pussy, all it did was stay on your thighs as his tongue did all the work.

“I-I’m close.” your hand pushed his head deeper and harder as you release into his mouth, but he didn’t stop, as if he was possessed by some sex maniac, his tongue continue to work on you until you eyes are producing tears from the overstimulation.

kenma look up at you, admiring your face from between your shaking legs. he leaves peck on your heat, up to your face, before kissing you, you can still taste yourself from his tongue. he pulled away staring at your face, he’s got a small smile, “open your mouth, my love.” you see him gathering his saliva, his own lips parted as he spit into your mouth. “you’re so gorgeous.” you swallowed, and reach for his nape to kiss him. “I love you.” his thumb wipe your tears, his hands massaging your legs, his mouth kissing your face. “taste so good.” he inhaled against your breast, giving it a feathery kiss.

when you woke up, you are now in your shared bed with kenma but his bedside empty. you are wearing what you assumed was his white tee and one of your skimpy shorts that he likes, he bought you a two dozen pack when it was on sale because he said it looks good on you.

just when you were about to call out kenma’s name the door opened revealing the man you’re looking for, who is now carrying a tray. “hi, love. I got you strawberries.” he place the tray on the bed and lean in to kiss you.

“sorry I fell asleep.” you pouted, he just smiled and brush your hair away from your face, “you didn’t get to cum.” you continues, he chuckle and kiss the side of your head.

“oh don’t worry, I did. I used your hand.” he smirk and took a bite of strawberry. you felt heat rushing to your face, hitting his shoulder.

“you’re a pervert.” you huffed, you sat up and grab one of the strawberries, closing your eyes as you took a bite.

“me? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the one who rode my boyfriend’s thigh earlier?” the flush on your face got darker, kenma laugh and kiss the side of your head. “I love you. I love it when you act like that too.”

“you always act like your deprived when we do it almost every week.” you rolled your eyes at him,

he shrugged, “you can’t blame me, you taste so magnificent every time.”

“hi everyone! filming this on October, I’m not sure when I will be posting this but here I am. I will be doing a week vlog to compensate for my last vlog that you guys said was too short. I had to delete so many clips from it because Shoyo kept forgetting we’re filming so it down to 15 minute vlog. Hopefully this one reach an hour so you won’t be complaining. anyway, katts, I am here with,”

“kodzuken, hello everyone!” he waved, you smiled widely while facing your camera,

“and we will be cooking apple pie!”

comments:

| luvlav: oh yeah they’re def fucking

| mintoll: best collab everrr

| kishlq: do chapstick challeng

-> labewbew28: they’re just friends

-> kkmane16: keep lying to urself

| bakujoe3: UGHH JUST KISS lALREADY

| winta8: how to make babies next

| sixseveins: why kodzuken casually touch her waist

| owlie8: mannn their editors exposing them

| chickk: YOU FORGOT TO CUT THE END

| asdfghjk3649: im so hearbroken

-> whatthewelly: they dont want u stfu

| kodzuken: you’re so pretty @ev1lkatt

-> wonscat: WRONG ACCOUNT SIR

-> gyugf: BYE WHATS HAPPENING

-> mickey6: kodzuken 💔💔

-> redbeer: i knew it

-> ratatuwi: OMGJDKFKSNDNKSK

[arlev]

I miss them tt. I want to add another snippet but I haven’t finished oikawa’s yet😖

[arlev]

⋆.˚ 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 ⭒.˚

streamer!kenma and streamer!reader

kenma pussy eater and you as a thigh rider. can be read as a standalone. MINORS DNI‼️

smut ~ wc: 1259

we belong together: 1-4

👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚. 👾 ⋆ ˚☆

“ken-ma, ngh..” you buried your face on the crook of his neck as you try to chase the sensation that you’re feeling, you heard him groaning back when his fingers gripped your waist.

“fuck don’t stop.” his hand guided your hips to continue, giving you a pushing you downward on him, his thigh drenched with your slick. he lifted your shirt to your neck before his head lowered to meet your naked chest, licking the peak of your breast, nipping and biting the skin as your voice got louder.

you and kenma are supposed to be playing your newly bought playstation, trying out new games but during the game the feeling of his touches suddenly felt hot on your skin, extra hot as if you’re in heat. for the past months, life had been pack with schedule, streams, meetings, overseas trips, and paperworks, even if the two of you still spend the nights together the pent up desire to each other has become harder to ignore.

you sent your vacation leave at the same time kenma sent his and when it got approve the two of you decided to stay at home, in the vicinity of your house, ordering take outs and playing video games.

it started when kenma pulled you closer to him, his hand sliding too close to your heat when he grab your thighs closer, then he lost, burying his face on your bare plush thighs, the size of your shorts aren’t even helping when it’s barely covering the fullness of your ass.

then out of nowhere, he spread his legs, too wide that his short has ridden up to his thighs, too wide and too fitted you can see the outline of his cock. you decided not to waste a second when you climb to his lap, his left thigh trap between your legs.

he smirk knowingly, his hands automatically letting go of the control as he hold your waist, guiding and pressing you down. “you really love my thighs, don’t you?”

without answering you kiss his wet lips, pushing your tongue in to meet his, licking and exploring the inside of his mouth, at the same time your hips began moving slowly and deeply, he groan under the feeling your heat through the thin fabric, lips never leaving yours.

“take it off.” he tug the hem of your shorts, pressing kisses on your jaw. you lifted yourself up, removing your tiny shorts and let your wetness meet your favorite thing in the world, kenma’s thick thighs. you thank the gods who push and gave kenma the drive to play sports back in high school because it paid off. too well, you’re obsessed with his sleeper build. thank you, kuroo.

his hand reach for the ends of your shirt, that has fallen down back to your stomach, throwing it to the side as he grab both your breast, squishing it together and pinching your nipples. you shake and pressed your thighs because of the pleasure, kenma’s left hand move to gave your thigh a loud smack, urging you to continue moving.

“kenma,” you pace started slowing down as your legs uncontrollably shake. kenma decide to take this in his own hands, switching your position as you sprawled on the couch, legs twitching, hair messy, your sweaty figure make kenma touch his crotch giving it a squeeze before kneeling down.

“thank you for the food.” he muttered, diving into you with his tongue going straight for your nub, sucking it, he began tonguing your hole next, slurping every drop of slick leaving your hole and not wasting it.

your whimpering got louder when he push his tongue deeper into your core, his hands preventing your thighs into suffocating him between you. when you began to tremble, he didn’t slow down, taking it as a sign that you’re close, his fingers never touch your aching pussy, all it did was stay on your thighs as his tongue did all the work.

“I-I’m close.” your hand pushed his head deeper and harder as you release into his mouth, but he didn’t stop, as if he was possessed by some sex maniac, his tongue continue to work on you until you eyes are producing tears from the overstimulation.

kenma look up at you, admiring your face from between your shaking legs. he leaves peck on your heat, up to your face, before kissing you, you can still taste yourself from his tongue. he pulled away staring at your face, he’s got a small smile, “open your mouth, my love.” you see him gathering his saliva, his own lips parted as he spit into your mouth. “you’re so gorgeous.” you swallowed, and reach for his nape to kiss him. “I love you.” his thumb wipe your tears, his hands massaging your legs, his mouth kissing your face. “taste so good.” he inhaled against your breast, giving it a feathery kiss.

when you woke up, you are now in your shared bed with kenma but his bedside empty. you are wearing what you assumed was his white tee and one of your skimpy shorts that he likes, he bought you a two dozen pack when it was on sale because he said it looks good on you.

just when you were about to call out kenma’s name the door opened revealing the man you’re looking for, who is now carrying a tray. “hi, love. I got you strawberries.” he place the tray on the bed and lean in to kiss you.

“sorry I fell asleep.” you pouted, he just smiled and brush your hair away from your face, “you didn’t get to cum.” you continues, he chuckle and kiss the side of your head.

“oh don’t worry, I did. I used your hand.” he smirk and took a bite of strawberry. you felt heat rushing to your face, hitting his shoulder.

“you’re a pervert.” you huffed, you sat up and grab one of the strawberries, closing your eyes as you took a bite.

“me? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the one who rode my boyfriend’s thigh earlier?” the flush on your face got darker, kenma laugh and kiss the side of your head. “I love you. I love it when you act like that too.”

“you always act like your deprived when we do it almost every week.” you rolled your eyes at him,

he shrugged, “you can’t blame me, you taste so magnificent every time.”

“hi everyone! filming this on October, I’m not sure when I will be posting this but here I am. I will be doing a week vlog to compensate for my last vlog that you guys said was too short. I had to delete so many clips from it because Shoyo kept forgetting we’re filming so it down to 15 minute vlog. Hopefully this one reach an hour so you won’t be complaining. anyway, katts, I am here with,”

“kodzuken, hello everyone!” he waved, you smiled widely while facing your camera,

“and we will be cooking apple pie!”

comments:

| luvlav: oh yeah they’re def fucking

| mintoll: best collab everrr

| kishlq: do chapstick challeng

-> labewbew28: they’re just friends

-> kkmane16: keep lying to urself

| bakujoe3: UGHH JUST KISS lALREADY

| winta8: how to make babies next

| sixseveins: why kodzuken casually touch her waist

| owlie8: mannn their editors exposing them

| chickk: YOU FORGOT TO CUT THE END

| asdfghjk3649: im so hearbroken

-> whatthewelly: they dont want u stfu

| kodzuken: you’re so pretty @ev1lkatt

-> wonscat: WRONG ACCOUNT SIR

-> gyugf: BYE WHATS HAPPENING

-> mickey6: kodzuken 💔💔

-> redbeer: i knew it

-> ratatuwi: OMGJDKFKSNDNKSK

[arlev]

ੈ｡⋆𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐲‧₊˚♪

Oikawa Tooru x Reader

You’re related to Iwaizumi. A man who yearns, EARNS. Timeline starting from 1st year to present (argentina era). PINNING. Kind of slow burn. Dating era starts at timeskip. Cry baby Tooru.

fluff ~ wc: 6232

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | special

🏐 .𖥔 ݁ ˖𖦹⭒°｡⋆🏐 .𖥔 ݁ ˖𖦹⭒°｡⋆🏐 .𖥔 ݁ ˖𖦹⭒°｡⋆🏐 ☆

“Hello, this is Samson Foster, I got your contacts from Kuroo Tetsuro, I would like to offer you a managerial position.”

You sat up from your bed, ignoring the dizziness you felt because of the sudden movement you just did. You surely don’t remember applying for any other jobs, and since when did Kuroo start liking office jobs? What a weird way of asking too.

“Managerial Position? Like a marketing manager? general manager? of what company if I may ask?” You heard a laugh from the other end,

“I’m sorry for not introducing myself properly. I’m Samson Foster, coach of MSBY Black Jackals. I was looking for a skilled professional manager to hire, Kuroo Tetsuro spoke highly of you that I couldn’t help but get your calling card. To ask again, would you be willing to work with me alongside with the Division 1 team in Japan’s V-League?”

This feels too unreal. Yesterday you were cursing everyone in your mind because your printer broke when you were about to attend an important meeting and now someone is proposing to you to work as a manager. Without thinking twice you replied, a little too loud,  “HELL YES I WOULD! I-er, I mean, Yes, I am interested. Let me know the possible date for us to meet each other so we can talk about this thoroughly.”

You heard a breathy, gleeful laugh, “Okay, I’ll look forward to our meeting.” 

When the other line ended you laid back on your bed. For you, it feels like getting reborn. Through the years you never got the chance to step closer to the court again, you work at Japan Volleyball Association, Sports Management and Business Operations, technically your job is to work internally.

You’re like the gear that makes the Japan Volleyball Association recognizable and profitable. You work alongside Kuroo, however, the difference is he gets to be on the outside world, mingling with people all around the world to promote, while you stay at your office with barely any fresh air.

You do enjoy your job but sometimes you miss the days where you let your brain work by over analyzing and observing people’s moves in the court, you missed giving advice and making people work because you told them to.

Now, there it is. A work that you would fully enjoy without having to let go of your work that brings you money. Your first instinct is to contact your cousin to tell him about the good news, he cursed at you for disturbing his sleep but congratulated you right after. Then your friend Tetsuya, who video called you, showing his breakfast that his boyfriend made for him, when you told him about the news he was so happy that he called his boyfriend.

You also did not forget to call your best friends, Makki and Mattsun, they told you that they’re looking forward to seeing you on television and they would watch every game that MSBY would have, even saying that you should treat them as a celebration.

You did consider taking a managerial obligation before, back to your hometown at Sendai City since apparently, your underclassmen are on the Division 2. You were so surprised to see Tsukishima and Kyotani, when you first watched their game. It shocked you even more when Tsukishima recognized you. It was during your vacation when you met them so for those days you would watch them and they would ask your opinion about their game style. That time you also realized how quiet it could be if Kyotani and Tsukishima were to be left alone. One time Tsukishima even shared to you that they had a plan to defeat Aoba Johsai through you because you act like the brain of that team without even stepping into the court.

They dropped hints about looking for a manager but you never indulge in it because you have a job in Tokyo, living your life there. It’s not like you can just go back and forth, Sendai and Tokyo are not neighboring cities. From time to time the Sendai boys would reach out to you like they’re getting an online consultation, would send you videos and would ask about your insights. You never ignore them because you love doing it.

The next person you called was Kuroo Tetsuro himself,

“Yes hello, Missy. What’s the matter?”

“Kuroo, I could kiss you right now! SAMSON FOSTER CALLED ME! I’M GOING TO BE A MANAGER!” You can’t help but squeal excitedly, you heard his loud laugh on the other end.

“That’s all on you! If you didn’t go all smarty pants on me I wouldn’t have anything to say about you, guess it all paid off huh.”

“Yeah good thing I am smarter than you.” You giggled recalling the time you interrupted Kuroo on one of his presentations to share your insights.

“Hey don’t get big headed now. Let me just tell you in advance that the team would definitely be either up to your standards or a total nuisance.”

“Now I’m thrilled to meet them.”

“Sure you will. You’re finally going to be out and about now huh.”

“Yes Kuroo and I can’t ever be happier than what’s about to come.”

“You’ll have to join me on my overseas journey, you need to have a life.”

“Hey I’m doing fine in my own office, checking and rejecting papers.”

“Whatever, I gotta go. I have a conference meeting.”

“Okay, see you soon rooster head.”

“Hinata?” The orange haired boy turns around upon hearing your voice, when he turns around his eyes widen before charging towards you, loudly announcing your name. 

With the same excitement you spread your arms welcoming him to your embrace, it startled you when you felt yourself being lifted up and spun around.

“It really is you!” He settled you down, face still stretched with a big smile. 

“Oh my, It’s been years! Welcome back!” The last time you saw him was when he was planning to leave the country to go to Brazil and pursue beach volleyball, he asked you for recommendations and methods to study opponents movements, and what else could he do to improve.

The time difference hindered your communication but once in a while you would check up on him and he would tell you what new attacks he learned, one time he called you crying because he’s experiencing home sickness and he also told you that you were the fifth person he called that day.

“Now that the team is complete, Hinata meet your manager.” The Coach said next to you while smiling,

“WHAT! No one told me you are our manager!! For how long now? Why didn’t you tell me!”

“Going 5 months. In my defense, I never knew you would join Black Jackals, though I heard your name a few times here.” You giggle, proud enough that it has been months handling these men.

“I’M SO EXCITED TO WORK WITH YOU!!”

“Pleasure to work with you too, Hinata.” Once again he suffocated you into his arms. The Coach told the team that they would have practice, now that Hinata is here.

You became close with the men around your age, especially Bokuto as fast as you did with Hinata back then, you realized that they are kinda alike when it comes to their energy level. When you first met he mentioned that you sound familiar because he remembered one of his teammates was gushing about Aoba Johsai’s astute manager. He also shared that you have the same name as the person that Kuroo was talking about before and when you said it was probably you his jaw simply dropped to the ground claiming how small the world is.

While you were watching their warm up, you heard Hinata’s blaring voice calling your name. He took the seat next to you, “So, how’s your relationship with Oikawa?” The question surprised you enough to forget to respond as he snapped his fingers to your face trying to get your attention again.

“Oh, uh we aren’t- we don’t talk that much anymore. I doubt he even knows I became a manager again months ago.” You shoot him an awkward smile, his face doesn’t seem to change or look surprised. It’s true that you barely talk to each other, you would only message when your schedule allows you to be distracted.

“There I thought you would say otherwise, I actually met him in Rio before, he was as stunned as I was when I saw him, until I asked about you. He was confused about my question but I told him that I thought you two were dating during highschool, he also told me that you two don’t talk often anymore.” 

You wondered for a while. It’s not new that people from high school would think you were dating him, it confused you as much. “I thought you’d be engaged by now.” He continued, it makes you laugh in your head. 

“Don’t say something ridiculous.” You brushed him off. You know it won’t happen unless he willingly chooses you. A part of you still cling to the idea.

When the practice ended, you had your clipboard full of notes, you shared to the coach and the team what you think. Just like the first month of working with them, you told the boy things that you have noticed, learning something new about them through another person. Sometimes you think that this little fixation of yours on going through small details is a total waste but never when it comes to volleyball.

Hinata and the guys invited you to eat dinner at Osamu’s restaurant, through the months of working with the team, it requires you to know about their life, meeting his Atsumu’s twin was one of them. Their bond suddenly feels familiar to you, reminiscing about the time where you and your friends would spend the night as loudly as this at some local restaurant. You might invite them to dinner sometime.

“Everyone, we only have half a month to train before the match with Schweiden Adlers, the improvement I have seen has been excellent and I want you guys to keep it up until the game, I know it’s all on you guys so don’t let yourself down.” The team cheered after your speech, thanking you as well because if it weren’t for your scrutiny their performance wouldn’t be as flawless as this, they really know how to keep your ego high.

“If we win, I will treat you guys anywhere you want.” And the cheers almost bursted your eardrums. After your increase in salary you wouldn’t mind spending a few thousands for them since you have extra now.

“That’s a risky offer, Manager. You know they have bottomless pit stomachs.” The Coach warned next to you without the smile leaving his face,

“Trust me, Coach. I know what I’m getting into.” He laughed beside you before ruffling your hair,

“My well-off daughter is bragging!” You laughed and just accepted your fate when the boys heard what Samson said.

“Hello, why are you suddenly calling?”

“Are you busy right now?”

“Not really, since MSBY won yesterday I’m planning to rest.” You yawned before standing up from your bed, 

“Okay that’s good, I will be there in 5 minutes.”

“What the fuck do you need from me, Hajime! I’m gonna tell your mom you’re being an asshole again.”

“Go and take a bath. You will thank me later.”

Groaning, you sluggishly help yourself and do what you were told. It’s not unusual for him to come over unannounced, it’s just not the right time for you today because you’re exhausted from the after party.

While you’re preparing your tea the sound of the door bell makes you pause, you wipe your hands, walk across your house to reach the door and unlock it.

You would expect your cousin to bring a box of cake, or containers that have food that his mother made, if he’s feeling generous it would be bags full of souvenirs from his trip. You are expecting everything in front of your door step but Oikawa Tooru, standing tall with a smile. 

You cousin sporting a proud smile while his hands in his hips, behind him was the man you have been pinning on for years, his brown hair is short and neat, he’s wearing a gray coat, black trousers and turtle neck. You watch as he nervously scratches the back of his head.

“Hi.” That one word he let out was enough for you to close the door on their faces, leaning on it for support.

“I knew this would happen. Come out when you’re ready.” You heard Hajime’s voice from the other side, the sound of your heart beating is at its loudest it has ever been. Was that really him? After so many years, he is here standing on your doorstep as if you two are in high school again. It took you 10 more minutes to gather yourself, not quite calm but you opened the door again, only this time it’s only Oikawa.

He faced you with a smile, “Iwa left to get some food.”

You mentally cursed at your cousin before welcoming him in. The two of you didn’t talk for a while as he awkwardly settled on your couch, you sitting across from him staring at the floor that you noticed has a stain.

“So-“

“When-“

The two of you spoke at the same time, you awkwardly laughed. “You go first.” He tells you, voice quiet as if he’s conscious. He feels small under your gaze. When he told Iwaizumi that he wanted to see you he didn’t know what to expect especially since he knew there was some unfinished business between you two that none of you ever addressed.

For years the only person he wanted to be with again was you but he was busy working himself that you were set aside. He likes that you never ask for anything but he sometimes wishes you told him not to leave years ago.

Now he’s here, he feels insecure. He doesn’t know if you are dating someone, hell if you are married which is a possibility. Iwaizumi refused to tell him anything personal, the only thing his friend ever told him about you was you are doing fine.

His fingers unknowingly fidgeting his coat, “When did you arrive?” you quietly ask him,

“2 days before the game yesterday, my jet lag was worse than expected so I didn’t get to watch.” 

You nodded slowly, “Why are you here?” your follow up question startled him, he bit the corner of his lips trying to prevent himself from breaking down.

“I-I wanted to see you.” 

“For how long will you be here?”

“About 3 months, why?”

“So I know when I can hold my expectations from you.” 

He called your name softly when you stood up going to your kitchen to finish cooking, you heard his footsteps following behind. He called your name again,

“I want to do it right, please give me a chance.” The sound of him calling your name felt familiar and desperate.

“Do what right, Oikawa?” You look at him straight dead in the eye before turning the stove off, walking to him.

He didn’t talk for a minute until he outstretched his hand to grab yours,

“Is it bold for me to assume? Can we start all over again even as friends?” He weakly said, eyes betraying him as it turned red and watery. You are no fool. If you let yourself reach for him again when he would just leave then it will only be an act of stupidity.

You miss him so badly that you want to jump into his arms and kiss him, you want to give in but you’re scared that this might be just like when you are in high school. Things have changed this time and you know it, you weren’t the selfless person you were in high school, this time you want to be selfish.

“Spend your three months with me.”

“Do you still like Mint Chocolate?”

“Yes, do you still like milk bread?”

“Yes!” The two of you decided to go out and have lunch today. It has been week since Oikawa stood on your doorstep with your cousin leaving him behind in your care. This is the only time that your schedule allows you to go out with him so you invited him to have lunch instead.

For the past 30 minutes the two of you are passing questions to each other, your way of catching up to each other’s lives. There really has a lot of changes but nevertheless he didn’t feel like a stranger even for a minute, to you he’s still familiar.

“Any lovers?” You took the courage to ask since it looks like both of you have been avoiding it,

“No, none.” Without missing a beat,

“Not even a hook up?”

“The further I went was receiving a head. I did flirt but none stick around.”

You laugh at his straightforwardness, “Thanks for being blunt.”

“Well, how about you?”

“You never ask Hajime about me?” You answered with another question,

“He never told me anything other than you are healthy and happy.”

“That’s good because I would’ve busted his ass if he did say something.” For a moment you notice his pained expression before he asked again,

“You don’t want me to know anything about you?” He said with a small voice, playing with the meat on his plate.

“No, I just wanted to be the one to update you with my life.”

It was silent, when you look up at him he’s got his hand on his mouth with his face flushed. “You wanted to meet me again.” It wasn’t a question but a fact he wanted to voice out,

“Obviously, and I just know that you would come back eventually. Just didn’t think it would take this long.” Your confidence flustered him even more but he didn’t bother to correct you.

“I wanted to be ready and secure enough for you.”

“Well, Tooru. Are you now?” You stared at his eyes, he stared back at you with no shyness drawn on hushed face but a look of determination.

“Yes, that is why I’m here to take you back.” You bit your lips to avoid smiling too hard,

“Even if I’m engaged?” His face turn panic, eyes enlarging, his mouth hanging. You cross your arms before leaning back to your chair. Teasing him wouldn’t hurt.

“W-what?? Oh my, I’m so sorry! I’ve been trying to hit on an engage woman this whole time?! To whom?!” You didn’t interrupt his rambling until he’s out of breath,

“It’s a joke.” He pouted, bringing both his hands to his face.

“It’s not funny.” You giggled and reach to ruffle his soft locks. Oh you surely miss this.

While the two of you are walking side by side, the conversation goes on about what he does in Argentina, and how you started working with Kuroo. You tell him that you got close with the guy because you became each other’s friend that you would go to for emotional support, you didn’t shared that to him to make him feel insecure or jealous but you wanted to share that you have someone you can trust and call friend.

“How about the team? I’m so happy that you finally get back with what you enjoy. Do they listen well to you?”

He asks while pulling you inside the side walk, his hand on your lower back.

“They’re good to me, too good. They listen well too, the coach treats me like his daughter.” You smile recalling the times that you would get a special treatment from them.

“That’s good, I’m-“ His words got cut off when you hear someone calling your name from behind, the two of you turn around and saw Hinata waving his arms, walking to his side is Bokuto who’s in a battle with Hinata of who gets to wave their arms farther, on Bokuto’s side is Atsumu who’s trying to push Bokuto’s arm away from his face but his other hand waving as well, and Sakusa next to Atsumu.

You excitedly waved back at them, waiting for them to reach you. You felt Oikawa’s hold on your back move to your side, inching you closer, it made you look up at him but he just shoot you a cheeky smile.

“Oikawa?!” Hinata’s jaw almost dropped to the ground, Oikawa lifted his other free hand and,

“Yo!”

“Oh hey! I know you!” Bokuto says enthusiastically, “You used to play for Aoba Johsai right? Setter and Captain?”

Oikawa nodded, “The one and only.” He smiled,

“You mean the guy who didn’t get to Nationals?” You heard Atsumu says,

Oikawa hissed and about to leave your side but you pulled his hand that was on your waist to make him stay, mouthing a ‘don’t.’ You see how his brows furrowed, narrowing his eyes and his pursed lips.

“If we’re talking about nationals, you know I didn’t get the chance to go to, right Tsumu?” You smiled at him, his facial expression changes in instant and smiled at you,

“Haha right.” He awkwardly laugh, “But it’s only for this guy!”

“Anyway, this is Atsumu Miya, Bokuto Kotaro, and Sakusa Kiyoomi, I’m sure you know them from before but never got to meet them.” You introduce them to Oikawa who introduced himself back,

“You still play right? From what team?” Bokuto asks and Hinata answered for him,

“Argentina! I met him when I was in Rio!”

“WHAT?! Well then, I’ll see you on Olympics.” Bokuto smugly stretch his hand, Oikawa’s right hand leaving you to shake his hand.

“See you.”

“You’ll eat dust in no time.” Atsumu scoff,

“And you will be bench.” This time you didn’t get to stop them as they get closer to each, eye to eye, exchanging stupid words.

Sakusa walk to your side, Hinata and Bokuto adding to the head, cheering them on. You and Sakusa just watch them,

“That’s your boyfriend?” He asks you, grimacing at the scene in front of him,

“That’s your boyfriend?” You asked back, smirking at him. He didn’t answer but his ears are red when he turned away, ushering you to start walking too, leaving the four behind.

“Have you guys eaten?”

“Yes, we’re here because the guys wanted to go shopping for the party.” You tilted your head confusingly,

“Party?”

“You really don’t read the group chats, don’t you?” He glared without any heat, you just smiled as if caught red handed. “The Schweiden Coach and our Coach decide to have a victory party, this Saturday, now that you know, you better start getting ready too and might as well bring that guy.”

“Oh my, you wouldn’t love to see him meet the players of Schweiden, he’s got serious beef with Ushijima and Kageyama.” You warn, you could only imagine the tension. Unless Oikawa learn to let go of his grudges through the years.

“Well that is why you’re here, aren’t you?”

“Hey wait up!” You turn to see the four men catching up to you and Sakusa, the man beside you let out a sigh when they reached the two of you.

Hinata shared to Oikawa about the party and invited him, Oikawa looking at you as if asking for permission to join the said party to which you answer with a nod. The six of you ended up going together.

You were walking side by side with Oikawa, his hand somehow found its way to your lower back again, while the guys are arguing where to go next because the ones they saw are too flashy.

“How about a thrift store?” You suggested, pointing to the glass store next to you.

“Oh that’s fun! Let’s go!”

“Do you have something to wear?” You look at Oikawa who’s already looking at you,

“I do have something to wear, but I wouldn’t mind some choices.” You responded with a hum. Since the two of you is already here, might as well buy something. When you enter the store you went straight to the mens section with Oikawa following behind.

“You going to pick for me?” He asks quietly, cautious about the men you’re with. You saw his cheeks faintly tinted with pink, it made you smile.

“Yes, any complaints?” He didn’t say anything but bent down to place his forehead on your shoulder. Flustered Oikawa is probably the most beautiful version of him, gosh you miss him so much it’s getting hard to hold back.

“Huh, what happened to that man?” Atsumu confusingly asks that caught the attention of the other three, looking at you two.

“Headache.” You reasoned, rubbing the back of his head.

“You okay, Oikawa-san?” Hinata asked, Oikawa finally lifted his head, giving his cheeks small taps.

“Yes.” His face is still flushed, you laugh as he glared at you.

It hasn’t even been 30 minutes when you arrived but you are already getting called to a table of coaches and staff at the party, Samson introducing you to the Schweiden Adler’s coaches, lowkey bragging you to them by telling how you helped the boys, you seriously enjoy the flattery but your mind is wandering to the man you had to leave because you got called here.

“So, does that mean we can expect you to accept the role of manager when Olympic starts?” When Banjo Suzaku’s words registered to your brain it left your mouth hanging for a while if it weren’t for Samson who snapped you out of your trance.

“Me? Manager? Olympics?!” When your voice got higher the two Coach bursted out laughing,

“Yes, you! I trust Samson’s judgement, it will be also easier to have you in the team considering that you’re already familiar with the boys.”

“Oh my, yes Sir! Please expect me to accept that offer, I’d be honored.”

“Don’t you worry, we will look for you no matter where you are by that time. For now, I think you should be going, we’ve been hogging you for a while.”

“Yeah, that player from Argentina sure is waiting for you.” Samson said, pointing to the direction where Oikawa is leaninh, holding a cup.

“Haha, thank you again. I’ll go now.”

You stand up on your feet, making your way to the man who’s been staring at you. He looks a little too good with the outfit you chose for him. When you reach to where he’s standing, he immediately lowered down his cup.

“Hey, you done there?”

“Yes, how many did you drink?” Your hands found its way to his collar, fixing it, next to his hair that seems to get a little bit messy because of the air.

He lean to your touch, “About 3 or 4, I met Kuroo.”

“Oh right, he’s here! Probably networking again.” You chuckled before dropping your hand. “You good?” He shook his head slightly, his lips turning into a pout.

“He looks striking.” You noticed his eyes looking past you, when you turn you saw Kuroo talking to one of the players from Schweiden, when his eyes meet yours he immediately wave match with a beam. You wave back with a smile, he return it with a wink before you laugh and turn back to Oikawa. “Too attractive.” He scrunch his nose and scoff.

You’re not sure if you’re reading too much into this but the way he looks right now makes him sound a little.. jealous. “I agree, people of any gender come to him.” You said, trying to test something.

“Do you also come to him?” His face frowning at the thought, he might be a bit drunk now.

“Of course, Tetsu and I are close after all.”

“No, I meant if you like him.” His delivery became sluggish and low, “I understand if you do, it’s probably hard not to like him, he’s so charismatic too.” he jabber. You let out a breath before pulling his hand somewhere with less people.

“I’ve only gone for an hour and you’re drunk already.” You grab the cup from his hold, downing the liquid. “Let’s go home, I’m going to call a cab.” You said, he didn’t move an inch, he’s just looking down. “Oikawa?” With the dim light, you barely catch the water droplet that came out of his eyes.

Your eyes widen in panic when you reach for his face and completely dropping the cup, “Hey,” You whispers, wiping his cheeks with your thumb as his eyes continue to produce tears. “What’s wrong? Do you want to go home?” You change the position of your bodies, you made him move to your front, with your back facing the wall now and Oikawa’s back facing the people.

“Is there,” He sobbed, wiping his own face, “Do you like him? I’m sorry it took me years to come back, but believe me, through the years I was gone all I was thinking about was you, how I want to propose to you, how I want marry you, even if I don’t want kids I’m imagining life with children and you as mother,” You were too surprised with what he’s saying you didn’t get to stop him as he continues, “Please let me make it up to you, I want you back in my life like how we used to be in highschool but better, please.”

You didn’t know what brought this on, you thought he was just a little jealous earlier but It has become obvious that there’s more to it. His shoulder shakes as his hand continuously rub away his tears from his face. You sigh, getting a tissue from your bag then calling a cab.

You didn’t even care if you’ve only seen the team for 10 minutes or if you’d only had a few drinks that was not even enough to burn your stomach. This issue has to be resolved now and you’re not going to let this day pass without doing so.

When the cab arrived to your places, you gave your money and drag Oikawa, you gave him water before leaving the place, he might be a little tipsy now with how he’s following you. Once you entered, you remove your coat as Oikawa sat on the floor.

“Can you listen to me? I’m only gonna say this once.” His reddish glossy eyes look at you, nodding. “I don’t like Kuroo. For the past years I tried not to think about you but it only works when I’m distracted, the next thing I know is I’m hoping for a life that has you in it. You left me, Tooru. During the time when I know I can’t do anything about it because we’re just friends, and now you’re back, I’m not sure if I’m in love with the highschool you or the thought of you but one thing I know is that I want you, I want you, Tooru. In ways that this world wouldn’t allow me to. I want you in this lifetime, so if you can’t do anything about it, or if you’re just going to leave me like you did please, do it now.”

Your tears stream down your face, you didn’t know you’ve been crying. You saw his mouth open but close again, his outstretched hand touch your face.

“I want you too,” The way your name softly leave his mouth made you cry even more. “I’m sorry if I was too coward, I loved you since high school but my fear got the best of me that I didn’t notice I was hurting you in the process. Please let me repay all the pain I caused you, I will make up the years I wasted for the years you’re going to give me. One chance and I’ll make it worthwhile, I will do better than my 19 years old me.”

“You better not waste my life, Tooru.” You pulled him by his nape, your lips meeting his moist, warm ones. You swallowed his sob, feeling his arms wrapping around your middle pulling you to him. Your wet face touching his wet ones.

This is what he’s been dreaming of, having you in his arms, you kissing him as if it’s the last. He loves the way your arms tighten around him, he loves how soft your lips feels against his, he loves it so much he pinch himself on his thigh to wake himself up but only for his hand to be pulled again, you putting it back to your waist. He’s had dream of this way too many times, he thought of you like a lucky charm to every game he had, he had you in his mind in every gathering he would be in.

At first he thought, time wouldn’t hinder what ever you two had going on, but he underestimated how time can become the enemy of you two. From the day he realized that you were getting tired with your set up, he wanted to fly as soon as possible, he wanted to see you, beg on his knees, but his work did not allow him, as a newcomer to the team he knew he just couldn’t let go of what he had worked hard for. He had to choose between you and his passion, clearly he chose what he wants and not what he loves.

Now, he wants you. There was a time where he regretted choosing volleyball over you but he knows you would also hate him if he chose you over volleyball. That was years ago when you urged him to choose volleyball, but now it’s different, you’re telling him to choose you this time and god he will do it in a heartbeat.

The moment that he felt you were pulling away, he chase your lips, “Please, don’t let go.” His hand found its way to your nape to pull you in again to which you oblige.

His hand went the back of your knees, tugging you to his lap. The feeling of his palm on your back feels so hot and tender, it made you want to stay in your position forever. When his lips slowed down you took the chance to weakly push yourself away from his face to catch your breath, his arms on your waist tightening to draw you closer to his warm body. His forehead lean to your shoulder, the only audible sounds are your breathing and heartbeats.

“I’m not drunk.” He whispered, lips now touching your exposed collarbone. You chuckled and ruffle his hair, it was quiet for a while until he let out a hiccup, both of you looked at each other before laughing.

When you open your eyes, you’re immediately greeted with the sunlight trying to breakthrough your curtains and your phone ringing annoyingly loud. You stretch your arm to grab your phone, answering it without checking the caller.

“Hello?” You drowsily answered, you felt getting pulled closer, your air getting somewhat suck.

“Yo, I have news to tell you.”

“Haj, I’m seriously going to ruin your life. What the fuck are you thinking calling me in 6AM in the freaking morning?”

“Damn, woman, chill up. I forgot the time there. Anyway, I got accepted to be part of the Japan’s Men Olympic staff, awesome huh?”

“Hmm, congrats, but aren’t they too early scouting people for it?”

“Training starts early too, not sure when will the Argentina team will start, I might have to ask Oikawa about that.”

“The coaches proposed to me that they will give the manager role to me, awesome right?”

“Are you freaking serious? We’ll be working together then!”

“Lower your damn voice, and yes you are definitely right.”

“Our training starts around December or January.” Oikawa muttered against your chest, eyes still close.

“Tooru said Argentina will start around December or January.”

“Oh nice, I think we- TOORU? YOURE WITH OIKAWA? AT 6AM IN THE MORNING?” You ended the call and wincing. You place your phone back to the bed side table, going back into your position where you’re laying underneath Oikawa, his head on your chest. Your fingers went straight to his head, running it down to his roots.

“Don’t stop,” He whined when your hand went above his hair, looking up at you. His eyes are puffy from all that crying he did last night, you brought your thumbs up to gently caress his eyes. “Let’s sleep more.” He mumbled, bring your palm to his lips.

“Close your eyes, I have somewhere to be later.”

“Where?”

“Meeting, Tetsu will pick me up.” With the mention of Kuroo’s name, he pouts at you. You giggle, couldn’t help but squeeze his cheeks.

“Why do you call him by his name?”

“I call you Tooru too.”

“You should be because we’re dating now.” His frown deepen, his chin on your collarbone.

“I call Hinata by his name too sometimes, they insist I call them that.” He huffed, suddenly you felt a bit on your collarbone. “Hey.”

“Use an endearment with me.”

“Oh hell no, Tooru is enough.” He sulk, you laugh at his childishness, savoring the silent until you fall back to sleep again.

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Oikawa Tooru x Reader

You’re related to Iwaizumi. A man who yearns, EARNS. Timeline starting from 1st year to present (argentina era). PINNING. Kind of slow burn. Dating era starts at timeskip. Cry baby Tooru.

fluff ~ wc: 7729

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | special

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“Is the coach here?” It’s a Wednesday afternoon when you decide to make your way to the gymnasium. Your cousin had a conversation with you not long ago about joining a club since you just transferred, he was telling you about the pros and cons so you can make your mind up.

The people inside the gym seem to pause the game they’re playing when the gym door opens. You’re currently wearing your uniform, brown skirt, blue button up with your red neck tie loosen, carrying your vest and jacket on your arm.

“Oh, you're in the first year right?” Nodded your head to who you assumed was the assistant coach, next to him was the head coach that you have talked to prior to this day. “Would you like to watch the practice match so you’d have an idea how they play? I’m Sadayuki Mizoguchi by the way, assistant coach.” you take his hand that’s outstretched and shake it, giving your name as well.

“I’d like to watch, thank you.” You accepted the offer and followed the man, you see their head coach, Nobuteru Irihata, shout to the boys to resume playing. 

“I heard that you’re interested in taking the manager position, this will be a great start to have a background on who you are going to manage.” 

“Right, I’m looking forward to this.” You smiled at him before sitting down between the coaches.

“Glad to meet you again,” The head coach greeted you, you lowered your head and greeted him back. “I’m happy you took this offer into consideration.”

“How could I not when you reached out to me, Sir. It made me curious how the boys play.” You grinned, pushing your gray hair away from your face. 

“Oh trust me, you’d like them. I have a few promising players too, in their first year just like you.” 

Aoba Johsai is one of the volleyball powerhouses here in Miyagi Prefecture that you personally seek out to attend in, aside from their uniforms that caught your attention, you heard that it’s one of the schools that has participated in nationals a few times before.

“That’s Oikawa and Iwaizumi, both first years and have a good synergy inside the court.” the head coach pointed at the guy who has fair skin with fluffy brown hair and a guy who has tanned skin and spiky hair. He continued introducing the team to you, pointing to each one.

When the practice match arrived at the end, the head coach made them line up to introduce you.

“She’s just transferred here, and she’s our prospect manager. She will be watching over your practices until she makes a decision. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Coach.” the team echoed. As they are packing up, you are discussing your class schedule with the assistant coach, asking him what day and time they usually practice.

Someone called your name while you were leaning your back against one of the pillars of the gate. You lifted your head and saw Iwaizumi, with three other guys behind him. You remember the Coach mentioning their name but forgot.

“Are you ready to go?” He asked you, hand reaching it to grab your bag, carrying it for you. 

“Yeah..” You looked at the three guys who seemed confused. Iwaizumi stopped on his tracks.

“Oh right, this is Issei Matsukawa, Takahiro Hanamaki, and Oikawa Tooru.” They waved at you, you smiled and waved back at them.

“You’re in my class right?” Matsukawa said, you recognized him sitting at the back of your class. 

Your face lights up,

“Oh yes! You were the guy who was late yesterday because of your stomachache right?”

You heard Hanamaki snickered, “What an impression, Matssun.” 

“That was a lie, by the way.” The five started walking, Iwaizumi and Oikawa going ahead, the three of you following behind way too fixate on the conversation.

“How’d you know Iwaizumi? Are you guys dating?” Hanamaki asks while kicking stone,

“Hell no, we’re cousins.” the two guys walking with you stopped on their tracks, turning their head to you with astonishment. You didn’t realize that Oikawa also stopped walking, making you bump into his back.

“YOU’RE RELATED?!” The three speak at the same time.

“Wow, did you guys practice that?” 

“But you guys look nothing alike!” Oikawa says, switching gaze between you and Iwaizumi.

“Our mothers are cousins. He’s also my slave, fun right?” 

“Get on with the walking.” Iwaizumi said, you followed behind.

“Iwa how come you’ve never mentioned her before?!” You heard Oikawa whined, Iwaizumi clicking his tongue.

“Because I knew you’d react like this. She’s also not originally from Miyagi so there’s no reason to mention her.” 

“If you’re not from Miyagi, where were you from then?” Oikawa ask, walking backward so he could face you.

“Sendai, moved here because of Dad’s job, also because Iwaizumi is here.” 

“Huh. You got that mother’s side glint.” Oikawa said to which he received a whack on the back of his head.

“Are you saying I’m ugly?” Hajime glared,

“Nah you look ok, just totally different from her.” Hanamaki laughed as the two started fighting. 

Matsukawa and Hanamaki’s street was the closest, leaving you, Hajime, and Oikawa. At some point you thought that you were getting interviewed because of a certain someone’s questions.

“Oh I’m here. See you guys tomorrow! Bye,” He waved as he yelled out your name leaving you and Hajime.

“So, what can you say?” He asked,

“About your game or Oikawa?” He laughs and hit your shoulder,

“How about both? I told you you’d like him.” He proudly says,

“Now you’re getting ahead of yourself. The game is okay, improvable. Oikawa, hmm he’s not bad. I can see why you’re best friends with him.” 

“I’m really expecting you to join, alright? I can’t wait to make your big brain work.” He said, handing you your bag as you arrived at your street, quite the opposite of his but still walking distance.

“Thank you for today, bye!” 

From that day on, the five of you frequently hang out with each other, deciding to finally accept the offer to be their manager. During class break you would sit next to Mattsun, chatting about different game styles that his teammates have and you sharing what you have observed so far.

Hanamaki often would ask for your help with the class he’s left behind, others would tag along to join the study that would eventually turn into a movie marathon. Hajime, as an only child, would indulge you in your own personal plans, tagging along to when you go out for errands. 

Growing up, you’ve been close with him since he’s the only cousin near your age. The rest of your cousins are mostly younger than you both. Even when Hajime’s family moved to Miyagi, your relationship with him barely changed since he would visit frequently and would call you through the family telephone.

Just like Hajime sticking to your hips, Oikawa happened to also stick to him a lot, meaning the three of you often hang out the most. In the process of that, Oikawa found out how fun it is to tease you that even Iwaizumi can’t stop him.

“What’s up, shorty? Are you drawing me?” Oikawa came up behind you as you're writing, strategizing on your clipboard. 

You turn to Oikawa who’s drinking from his bottle while wiping his sweat, “Confident, aren’t we? Get back on the court.” You rolled your eyes, continuing on your business.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He placed his bottle back on the tray running back to the court, his upperclassman asking him to set. 

You have been experimenting with their line up every practice game they have, making a checklist which one has scored a lot during the game. The coach trusts you enough to try new things, considering the fact that he’s the one who seeks out for you upon hearing about your skills during middle school, he even made up a nickname to call you little strategist.

“How is it going?” you look up from your board to see the current captain of the team who is a third year. He grab his bottle beside you before sitting down,

“I’ve crossed out a few ones that did not work out, we have 4 proper line ups that we could use during games.” you hand him the clipboard so he could see better. His expression seemed to look impressed,

“Wow, I never thought that our team could still gain advantage, you really must’ve enjoyed doing this huh.” He handed it back to you, quite amazed. 

You gave him a small smile, “Do you know what else I enjoy, Senior?” You asked, turning your head to him.

He looked at you confusingly before asking, “What?”

“Directing people. So please if you don’t mind, go back to the court and practice back-row attacks.” You smiled almost sarcastically. 

“Geez, now I get why Oikawa calls you Ma’am.” He said, still not moving an inch from the bench.

“Senior.” You look at him with raised brows, 

He chuckled, getting back on his feet. “Copy, Ma’am.” Running back to the court, he ordered his teammates to get into the position.

As you were watching their practice match, you noticed that Mattsun is nowhere to be seen, he’s supposed to be in the opposing line up today but he’s not there. You scrunch your nose, walking towards the door of the gym after excusing yourself to the assistant coach.

You changed your shoes, ready to go out and hunt him until you see him making his way to the gym door. You crossed your arms and leaned at the door frame, when he reached the spot you’re standing on, his hand went to the back of his head scratching it with a small smile.

“Hehe sorry I’m late.” 

“Go in before I remove you from the line up.” You noticed that he’s walking with someone behind his back, a guy who looks like he’s either going to shit his pants or cry.

“Is this a new recruit?” You asked, eyeing the boy in front of you.

“Uh no, he said he wanted to talk to you so I brought him here.” Matsukawa said while changing his shoes, “Hey talk to her now before someone drags her away, I’m off.” Then he proceeded to enter the gym, your eyes following as he entered the court.

“So uhm,” The guy called your name, averting your gaze from Matsukawa. 

“May I know what this is about?” He’s kinda tall, maybe around your cousin’s height, smaller than Oikawa. He doesn’t look bad too, he’s got soft features and brown eyes, his bangs perfectly trimmed.

“I’m Tetsuya Kurogane, 2nd year from Class 5, I-I’ve known you since last year and I thought you’re really cool, I just want to ask if you would like to be friends.” He talked a bit fast, you almost missed it, he bowed, a little deep for your liking. 

You didn’t talk for a while, he didn’t move either, “Are you sure you’re here to make friends?” You saw his hand holding a familiar box of chocolate, you would know because you like that brand. You crossed your arms as you waited for him to straight up again.

“Uh.. no, er yes, Actually,” He stall, you see his face getting redder. You noticed his eyes suddenly looking past you that made you twist your body. You see the boys who seemed to get distracted, not playing any longer but looking at the doorway, eyes on you and this guy.

You sigh, “Get back playing. I’ll be right back.” You closed the door and walked ahead of the guy who’s following close behind you. When you reach the back of the gym, you lean there to look at the guy again.

“So? Tetsuya, is it?” You asked the guy who look like he just gained his composure, he became a little confident now without eyes watching him, his back straighten and his voice become clearer,

“Right, I actually wanted to ask you out, I know I’m not the first to ask you, also heard all of them are rejected so.. I just want to be your friend.” He said, his head hanging low,

“How long have you known me?” You asked, arms still crossed and eyes not leaving his face.

“Since you transferred, I actually wanted to join the volleyball team because of you but I only play basketball.” He confessed, his face getting flush even more, 

You smirk, enjoying this, “Hmm, sure. I’ll be friends with you, at least you know that I don’t date. You’re actually the first one to ask me to be their friend after getting turned down, well kind of.” 

He finally looked you in the eyes with a small smile, “Really? I would still love to be your friend! I watched one of their practice games here and I saw how you direct them, that was so cool I wish I was the one getting the command.” He blabber, you squint your eyes at him before laughing. Sure no one ever told you that they like being ordered. 

“Okay if you continue talking I might think something different.”

“Friends?” He smiled offering his hand, you took it and smiled back,

“Friends. So chocolate?” You tilted your. head gesturing to his hands.

He chuckled, “Right, I asked Mattsun what you like and he said you like these.” He hands it to you, without wasting any second you reach for it.

“How’d you know Mattsun anyway?” You asked him,

“We’re in the same street, we used to play a lot when we’re children.” 

You nodded, “So basketball huh? Do you enjoy it or do you just play for the sake of the club?” 

He didn’t hesitate when he said, “I do enjoy it, I’ve been playing it since middle school, I’m not the best but I like it.” 

“That’s cool, I don’t know much about basketball, it seems tough.” His eyes twinkled, relishing the topic you delved into.

“You can watch us sometimes! Though I hope your team won't mind.” He says, his fingers pointing to your left. When you turn you see the guys peeking at you two shamelessly, when you made eye contact with them and they hastily ran off.

“I’d love to watch you sometimes, sorry we’ll have to cut our conversation here, I have practice on going.”

“It’s alright! I understand. Uhm, can I get your number? So I could tell you when we play.” He pulled out his phone, handing it out to you, after putting your number in the two of you walked back to the gym path. “See you! We also have practice!” He waved, match with a big smile as he ran to the other side, going to the basketball gym.

The moment you entered the team had already resumed playing, you sat back on the chair you were sitting on earlier, unwrapping the chocolate to take a piece, offering it to the assistant coach as well.

“You are not getting recruited, are you?” He asked while chewing on the chocolate. Is that why the team is outside earlier? The thought you are getting recruited to the basketball team? 

“As a player or as a manager?” You saw on your peripheral vision that he turn to you, 

“You play basketball?” He asked confusingly, his forehead creasing.

“No actually, but who knows what’s going on in their mind. And to answer your question, no, I wasn’t getting recruited.” You’re not sure if it was relief on his face but he surely looked pleased to hear that.

While they’re wrapping up, you also clean up the bottles and towels, making sure they’re tidy when you wash them tomorrow. You heard your name get called, you saw your cousin running to you.

“Do you want to go to the convenience store?” Mattsun, Maki, and Oikawa following behind.

“Only if you’re buying me ice cream.” He huffed and rolled his eyes.

“Weren’t you just eating chocolate a while ago? I’m pretty sure Aunt says to watch your sugar intake.” Hajime says glaring at you. 

“Don’t be stingy, It’s just ice cream. Better than cigarettes.” 

“How’d the talk go with Tetsuya?” Mattsun asks you, walking to match your pace.

“Yeah what was that all about?” Maki asks, the five of you leaving the gate of your campus.

“He wanted to be friends.” You answered simply,

“Just friends?” Oikawa asks suspiciously, his arm going over your shoulder, leaning down to level your height. You rolled your eyes and elbowed him.

“He confessed but later offered to be friends because I said I don’t date.” 

“You know there’s still part of him hoping right? Him offering to be friends and shit.” Maki said.

“Of course you would know. Men.” You shook your head. 

When you arrive at the convenience store you head to the freezer to get your ice cream.

“Only one, Shorty?” Oikawa said, reach to grab a yogurt. 

“Unless you buy me some.” You smiled sweetly at him, trying to see if it would work.

“Sure since you’re acting cute.” 

“Okay!” You close the freezer and drag him by his wrist, taking him to the snack section, taking 2 bags of chips and 1 bag of gummies. 

“Your cousin is going to kill me.” You take him to the counter as he pays for it without saying anything.

“Thank you, Tooru!” You beamed and patted his back. That caught him off guard, hearing you say his name.

“Repeat that again?” He moved closer to you. Your eyes widen pushing him lightly,

“I said thank you.” 

“No, the other one.” 

“Tooru?” He didn’t say anything for a while, he then put his palm on his face before squatting. “What the hell is wrong with you?” You look down at him.

“What’s happening?” Matsukawa asks, carrying a popsicle and soda. 

“Stand up, Weirdo.” Iwaizumi interfered, giving Oikawa a kick.

“Are you guys ready for the practice match next week?” The five of you decided to take the longer route today. Matsukawa eating popsicles, Hanamaki got some hot pork buns, Iwaizumi and Oikawa playing catch with their mouths.

“It would be a normal Monday for us.” Oikawa said,

“I know but it’s Shiratorizawa.” 

“What now?!” Hanamaki and Matsukawa turned to you, and Iwaizumi and Oikawa stopped what they’re doing.

“Did the coach not tell you? Practice match with Shiratorizawa.” 

“I didn’t expect I would see Ushijima this soon.” Oikawa exclaimed, Iwaizumi threw him a nut.

“I really don’t get what Ushijima did for you to be so pissed with him since first year.” 

Oikawa kicked a rock with his feet, “He’s just so cocky, pisses me off.” He clicked his tongue.

“I think you’re mad cuz you are kinda alike.” Hajime said.

“Take that back, Iwa.” He huffed and walked after Iwaizumi who left the four of you behind. 

“He’s not wrong.” You heard Matsukawa and Hanamaki agreed. You chuckled and followed. I guess you don’t have to worry.

When Monday rolls around, you manage to prepare what the boys could possibly need for the day. You will be going to Shiratorizawa since the match will be held there.

You haven’t got the chance to talk to your friends yet since you’ve been occupied with the coaches. Planning on who will be the first six players to play. You’re also nervous too, during the first year when you encountered Shiratorizawa you knew it would be a tough fight, especially with that one guy that Oikawa was so pissed about.

They make a good team, annoyingly strong too. They live up to their name, you can see the reason why they’re one of the great powerhouses here. 

During the first set, Ushijima did not play yet, giving Aoba Johsai the first set, with very close scores. You can tell that their captain is trying to uplift them when Ushijima enters the game. For every time out you can feel the tension worsening, Oikawa was barely talking and giving insights. 

“Everyone, loosen up a bit. This is just a practice match and we have more teams to play against during preliminaries, don’t let one school take your spark.” 

The game ended after the third set, with Shiratorizawa winning the second and third. It’s unfortunate but not surprising, there’s still improvement for this team. Maybe soon you could suggest a new game style with them.

On the way home, everyone is quiet. Some of them are thinking that if they can’t beat Shiratorizawa during the practice match, what more if it's the official match.

They’re confident they can advance through preliminaries as long as it won’t be against that school.

When you get home, you immediately freshen up, take a shower, and do your routine. Your dad won’t be home until 9PM so you decided to eat dinner and watch a few volleyball matches, jotting down their different attacks from what you see.

“Hello, Mom?” 

“Hi dear, me and your sister will be visiting you and your father there. We’ll be there for a week next week.”

“Okay, do you need me to stock up on food?”

“We’ll shop on the way there, just clean the room we’ll be staying in. I will send your money too.”

“Got it, Mom. Thank you.”

“Alright, I will call again later when your father arrives.”

After hanging up you received a message. It’s from Oikawa. You confusingly open his message,

[phone] (tooru)

> hi

> are you home?

+you 

> hello to you too

> yes I am. why?

[phone]

> uhm are you busy?

+you

> not really, oikawa 

> why again?

[phone]

> can i go to your house?

> its okay if you dont want to

+you

> with hajime?

[phone]

> no, just me.

[phone]

> okay. just knock

[phone]

> thank you.

Putting your phone down, you brush your hair away from your face. You know something is wrong, especially when none of them suggested going for a convenience store run after the game. 

After a while of waiting, you prepared some snacks that you can give him inside your room. The door bell rang, you opened the door to see Oikawa, looking distraught, trying to somehow hide it.

“Hi,” You move aside to let him in. You notice his shoulders hunch down, he’s wearing a white shirt and green sweatpants, his hair is down, looks a little damp as if he just showered.

You went to your room, inviting him in. The snacks you prepared are currently on the small coffee table you have since your study table has your laptop and clipboard that you use for volleyball. 

You sat on your bed, looking at him, spacing out and standing at the center of your room. You pat the space next to you, he slowly steps before sitting on the floor and burying his face at the edge of your bed, face on the comforter.

He took a deep breath, your hand went to his damp hair, giving it a gentle ruffle. Your hand didn’t leave his head for about five minutes, his face still buried. It made you wonder if he’s still breathing at this point.

You stood up to get your hair dryer, plugging it in. You just notice how Oikawa’s head is up, watching you. Without any word being said, you gesture for him to come closer. You are sitting on your chair, him on the floor, his back against you.

The only thing that can be heard was your hair dryer, his head slowly leaning on the side, getting support from your knees.

“Mind letting me into your head, Tooru?” You quietly said,

“Has the captain ever said anything to you?” He

muttered, his back still facing you. You turn off the hair dryer, putting it aside. You grab his shoulder and make him face you, he looks up at you with an expression you’ve never seen before.

“Are you talking about his position?” He nodded. Just a week ago when you were cleaning the water bottles their captain decided to accompany you while the others clean up the gym, the two of you talked about your duties as their manager, if ever you have plans to leave soon to which you said no to, and who he is eyeing to take his position next year.

He did mention that he’s thinking of either Oikawa or Hajime, however, the thing with Iwaizumi is he runs a little hot headed and irritable. He asked what do you think about Oikawa as the next captain to which you give your insights about without being biased, he shared the same sentiments and opinions with you making him the main prospect. You knew it would be a pressure to take a role as big as a team captain, but you also know that Oikawa is capable. 

“I just,” he sighed and brought his knees to his chest. You reach for his head, fingers dragging against his roots, trying to ease the tension. “I feel pressured, and I feel like shit that we didn’t win earlier, I think it’s my fault.” He rests against your touch, looking down, still in distress.

You let go of his hair before reaching to hold his jaw, lifting his face to look at you. His eyes are kind of red, cheeks flush, his now dry hair, a mess. You brush his bangs away from his forehead before cupping his face, caressing his cheeks.

“None of it was your fault. If you feel pressured that’s normal but remember that you have your team behind you, Oikawa. You have big shoes to fill and your feet are just about the right size. If your captain trusts you then others will too. Worry less about that.” 

He just stares at you as if he’s trying to absorb what you just said. You let out a small smile still trying to console him. He let out a deep breath, hands raising to touch your hands that were still on his face.

“Thank you, Manager.” He turned his head to your palm, his lips making contact with your hands, not kissing it but letting it meet. He pressed your palm harder, inhaling it, as if your scent would be enough to calm him down. 

“You’re such a weirdo.” You said but never pulled away. Your other hand gently pulls on his hair to make him look at you again. “Don’t be upset about it again, alright?” He nodded, his hands bringing your palm to the center of his face shamelessly. “You’re taking advantage of this right now, aren’t you?” You raised your eyebrow before softly pushing his face away, standing up.

“Can I stay for a little longer?” He asked, still sitting on the floor.

“You’re already staying longer than I expected.” He stood up and dusted his pants to walk over to your bed, sprawling on it. 

“Can we watch a movie?” 

“Oikawa, we have school tomorrow and my dad will be home in an hour.”

He groaned and sat up, “I’ll go home in one condition.”

You squint your eyes at him, waiting for him to continue his scheme. “Call me by my first name, forever.” He smirks, you shut your eyes upon hearing his request.

“No.”

He threw his hands up dramatically in the hair, “What! Are you serious? You just called me Tooru earlier.”

“No, that'd be weird.” Shaking your head. 

He pouted and crossed his arms. And gosh he looks so pretty. His soft brown hair bounced as he sat up. At least he looks better now compared to earlier. 

“How is that even weird?” 

“Don’t act like you know. That’s what most couples do.” 

As if he did not accept that kind of response, he stomped his foot to the floor. “Friends do that too!”

“Sure, we’re friends.” You said, stepping closer to provoke him. 

“Ugh please? Call me Tooru.” His hand pulls yours, shaking it.

“I’ll think about it.” You smirk. Guess you are not any different from him when you also found enjoyment in teasing him. Especially when he gets whiny like this.

He scrunched his face and stood up,

“Fine. I will call you by your first name instead.” 

You sigh and roll your eyes, “Whatever, take some snacks and go home.” He snickers before grabbing a packet of gummy and cheese bread. 

“Can you walk me home? I’m scared.”

“What the hell is wrong with you.” You hit his shoulder and push him out the door. “I will see you tomorrow, good bye.” You shut the door on his face. You heard him say your name out loud saying good bye.

The days goes by with Oikawa acting like how he normally acts. After that talk you would at least hope it made him feel better and lifted some weight off his shoulders. He would sometimes text you randomly asking if you think he’s doing good so far on being a captain.

He also likes to check in on how he treats his teammate through you, based on your perspective. You never thought that he would be this conscious but if you think about it, he’s actually doing more than he thinks he is.

Oikawa has his own way of leading them, he would make them bring out everyone’s competitive drive without pushing their limits. His main goal is to bring his teammate to the nationals, he’s determined to do it no matter the obstacle they have to face. 

The recruitment went smoothly. The team accepted two first years from the same middle school that Oikawa and Iwaizumi attended too. You found them talking one day about a boy, Oikawa was asking them what school he attended too, he seemed pissed during the whole conversation.

You never really find their team difficult to handle since all the third years are basically your friends, it’s easier to have a power over them specially when you are older. Which made you think about your one player who apparently is a total pain in the ass, even Oikawa himself can’t handle him.

It took you a few complaints from Oikawa before you finally intervened. No shouting, no cursing, just straight up threatening to kick him out of the group.

“The hell are you going to do huh?” He shouts, after you warned him not to yell and make a scene. He hovers over you, but you know better than to make someone feel like they’re above you. A kick to his shin did the job that made him crouch down, now on the same height as you.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, Kentaro Kyotani.” 

You swear you almost see red in his eyes. “You think you’re the boss of me? You’re just a manager.” He hissed.

“Not at all. But I am in charge of my own actions, and kicking you out is what I can do. You’re definitely not wrong for the last part.” You calmly said.

“You won’t do that, I do well in this team.”

“Trust me, Kyotani. You need this more than we need you. So, learn to listen, if not to me, to the captain. That or nothing.”  

He’s not that bad in games, you’ll give him that. He has so much potential if he’s less aggressive on the court. The team has to pay much respect to you after you tame him, it’s like domesticating an abused stray cat.

“Good morning, Manager. I got what you asked for.” He entered the gym and walked straight to where you are, handing you the strawberry milk you asked him to buy on the way here. 

“Thank you. You’re late.” 

“Sorry, I just had to talk with one of my teachers.” With how calmly he talked the others would think he’s a different person.

“Where’s ours?!” One of his teammates said, like a switch he turned to them and yelled,

“Get your own, I’m not your errand boy!” 

“He’s the manager’s errand boy.” Hajime said, which earned him a glare from the boy.

“Get into your position now. I’ll pay later.”

“Roger, and no need to.” He said running off.

They don’t know what’s it with you but they’re coming to the conclusion that it’s witchcraft.

“Tooru, can you tell me why are you pissed with Kageyama?” You asked him one day when he’s over at your house. It was supposed to be a study day for you when he insisted on joining you, without bringing any books, and even invited Hajime, Mattsun, and Makki. 

You realized that if you want to get something out of Oikawa, the best strategy is to use his first name. It has never failed even since. 

“You really know how to use your bullets, don’t you?” He glared with no heat. 

You shrugged, “Doing what I do best.” Makki paused the movie that they’re watching, ready to listen to his story.

He heaved out a deep breath before going back to his middle school. Iwaizumi would cut him to correct his exaggerated narratives, the other two would give side comments.

“So, what do you think?” He asked you after telling his side of the story. You thought for a while before patting his cheek,

“Be kind to yourself sometimes, hmm?” You return to your books, continuing to jot down your notes from earlier. You felt his gaze linger on you, the noise of the tv is the only thing you can hear.

“What does our manager think?” The two coaches turn their heads to you. Another training session before they play against a nearby college for a practice match. You’re currently in the gym, the coaches conducting a short meeting on what kind of training they will do for today, mostly suggested by you.

“I’m not here to give pep talks, stop looking at me with smiley eyes. Matsukawa, practice your blocks, you’re good at it but I know it could be better. Hanamaki, your spikes are your forte so keep going with it, experiment less. Iwaizumi, you do well in defense and spikes, you slack off sometimes so do better. Oikawa, your sets these days are not reaching anyone, work on that, your float serves are right on the boat.”

“I was sick on those days, by the way.” Oikawa commented to which you ignore as you continue criticizing their performance and what to work on, the third years getting reminded not to fall behind.

“That’d be all.” You smiled, their faces the opposite of yours. The Coaches look proud enough. 

“Permission to hit Kyotani.” Yahaba raised his hand,

“No.”

“You heard her. Let’s get to work then.”

While the boys are playing, you’re assessing their moves, checking for changes even if it’s just a short amount of time. Your friend, Tetsuya, entered the gym, brought some snacks asking if he could watch. You let him sit in after the coaches also gave their permission, while they were playing you were voicing out your insights, he did this a few times before, he would learn from the techniques and would have his basketball team learn from it crediting your observational skills.

After the match, your feet immediately drag you away. Taking yourself to the restroom, forcing your eyes to keep the tears in until you’re inside. It hurts to see them like that, you're a few steps away from nationals just to get defeated by a school who was a former powerhouse.

Through their journey you were with them. You witness everything, every match, every training, every strategy they practiced. Now it’s your last year, last chance to attend the nationals but I guess it’s just something you and the third years can dream of. 

When you came back you made sure you’re composed enough to present yourself. You congratulated them for doing a good work but other than that you did not trust yourself with another word. The ride home was silent, you could hear a few snuffles, but paid no mind.

You all went to eat ramen after, treating the underclassmen who don’t have a plan on stopping. 

“You good?” Hajime called your name, nudging you as you were spaced out.

“I should be the one asking you that. You did well today, Haji.” You smiled, ruffling his hair. 

He returned the smile sitting down next to you. “Want to go to the gym later?” 

“Sure.” 

The third years insisted on playing. The Coaches leaving you in charge, you watched them silently, it’s good they’re enjoying themselves, a little distraction. While you’re tidying  your things, you feel Oikawa leaving your side, you hear him calling his team.

“Guys, do you have a sec?” You turn to see him facing the rest of the team.

You saw how Makki’s face turned in panic, “Hey don’t do it! We’re trying to end this on a good note! Just let everything end properly!” He even called your name to stop him.

“Shut up!” He said, taking a deep breath before shouting,“Thank you for the last three years!” and just then, you saw all of them tear up with no hesitation.

During the walk home, you told them you’ll take a different route because your father asked you to run some quick grocery shopping. It was a lie.

When you got home you did your routine, taking you a little too long this time because you’re exhausted. Just when you’re about to enter your room, the door bell suddenly rings. You’re sure it isn’t your father, he would have the key otherwise.

“Hi, can I come in?” He looks like he ran all the way here, his hair is half dry. It gives you a flashback.

You let him follow you to your room, the first thing you did is plug your hair dryer, Oikawa making himself comfortable between your legs. After drying he dragged himself to your bed.

“Tooru..” You said quietly, and just like that, his tears became uncontrollable. You went to his side and offered him a hug, he dived right into it, your back falling to the comforter behind you.

You sigh and rubbed his back comfortingly, “There there.” His sobbing became muffled against your chest, you can feel your shirt dampening. 

You just let him cry without any interrupting, just stroking and patting his shaking back until the only thing you can hear is soft snores and sniffling. That was the last thing you heard before falling asleep.

The next morning you found yourself in the same position. Shockingly, Oikawa is still on your chest, his arms around your torso.

“I can feel you awake.” You said without moving, 

“You’re unbelievable.” He pouts and propping himself up with his elbows,

“I’m unbelievable? You slept in my house without my father knowing.” You flared and flick his forehead, he dramatically hissed from the pain.

“Your dad would understand. He likes me for you, y’know.” His eyebrows wiggling,

You grimace at him before rolling your eyes, “You’re delusional. Get off me you’re heavy.”

“You didn’t say that last night.”

“I swear, Tooru, I’m going to resort to violence.” 

Your father did not question why Oikawa came out of your room at 9AM in the morning but had a knowing look that made you roll your eyes. The three of you had breakfast, your father leaving ahead because of work.

“Give me a good reason why I should not kick you out.”

“You’ll miss me.”

“No I will not.”

“Yes, you will.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Why would I miss you when you live blocks away and I can just see you everyday?”

“Not for long.” His answer made you scrunch your face, turning to face him straight.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m going to Argentina after graduation.”

Silence surrounded the two of you. He’s probably joking, right? Because of all the places in the world he chose the one that is approximately 12 thousand miles away from you. You chuckle, trying to gulp down whatever it is you’re feeling. For the whole day, you didn’t ask him about it. You let him stay as you two ate and watched movies. Talking about everything but that.

“Where are they? It’s taking them so long.” Oikawa asks you. You and your friends decided to go on a little date before officially graduating. Oikawa has his chin on top of your head, peeking on your phone as you spam messages.

This became a habit to him. You’re just so perfect in size that he always takes the chance to make you his personal human cane. His arms are around your shoulder, completely locking you.

“There they are!” You wave your hands at them, Oikawa copying you. His arms drop from your shoulder to your waist, giving it a light squeeze that makes you feel hot.

The five of you played at the arcade, won prizes, went to karaoke, offered your respects, and picnicked where you all talked about your future plans. Makki going to Tokyo, Mattsun planning to stay in Miyagi, Iwaizumi planning to attend college and take overseas lessons, Oikawa with Argentina, and you, planning to attend college to take sports management & business.

Since Oikawa told you about his plan for Argentina, you never had the courage to ask him about it until today. He shared his plans to join the Argentina National Team to beat the Japan National Team. You all laugh about it but you know deep inside he isn’t joking.

“Will you tell me your real reason on why you’re choosing Argentina?”  You asked once the two of you are alone. He insisted on walking you to your home. His hand is holding yours tenderly as if he’s afraid to hurt you.

“Hmm, aside from following my idol, I want to escape.” You lifted your head to meet his eyes but he’s looking straight ahead. “I feel pressured here. I feel like I’m being held down, I want to escape. I need it.” 

You sigh softly, bringing his hand to your lips, pecking it. His eyes look at you, face tense. “You will do great there, Tooru.” He smiled softly, mimicking you as he placed your hand to his lips.

“You think?” He brought his face closer to you, brushing your bangs away from your face as he slowly let down both your hands.

“I know.” He stared at you for a while, looking away he let out a deep breath chuckling after. 

“You’ll be the death of me.” Under the streetlights you can faintly see the redness of his ears.

“Oikawa is here!” You heard your father calling your name. You left your room to see him, talking with your father. “There she is.” The moment his eyes met yours, you felt sudden electricity down your spine. Why does he have to look this good when he only has a week left before he leaves.

“We’ll be on our way.” You both waved at your father. Oikawa wanted to take you on a date today, he would also be doing some last minute shopping. While the two of you were walking, hand in hand together. 

The two of you ate at a local restaurant, he said he wanted to eat all his favorite japanese dishes before leaving. 

“Let’s go!” He pulled your hand to the jewelry shop. The two of you are still holding hands when the store clerk approaches you. “Hi, we’d like to see some jewelry.”

“Sure, Sir. We have quite a few here that would suit your taste.” You look at Oikawa confusingly. Their talking was muffled when your mind started talking but it got interrupted when he reached for your wrist, trying out different bracelets that the store clerk offered.

“This one is pretty.” You replied silently when he asked you which one you like.

 “Why are you doing this, Tooru?” You asked when the two of you arrived at your street. The whole day feels like a distraction for the two of you, as if you two are trying to deny the time.

You stopped walking, turning to him. He faced you with an expression you didn’t see the whole day. The Oikawa you were with earlier was full of jokes, laughter, and sweet eyes, now he’s suddenly gloomy, shoulders dropping down.

“Can we go to your house?” The walk was silent when you arrived at your house. He quietly followed behind you when you entered your room, the moment you shut the door you faced him, trying to make him talk again.

His eyes linger on your face, his left hand stretching to your nape. His face is desperate, his breathing uneven, his eyes a little red. You followed as his eyes traveled from your eyes down to your lips, unknowingly leaning closer to his own lips. 

“C-can I?” He asked with heavy breath, eyes never leaving your lips,

“Please.” Your first kiss wasn’t rough, it wasn’t rushed. It was as if time didn’t matter on how you slowly moved your lips with his, it was tender, you enjoyed how foreign it felt. 

You felt his arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer when you felt like you were melting. You reach to touch his face when you unexpectedly touch something wet that caused you to stop and open your eyes, he’s crying.

“Tooru,” You breathe heavily, still in haze, trying to regain your grip after the kiss you shared with him. His eyes remained close when he buried his face on the crook of your neck as he silently sobbed. You absentmindedly move your palm up and down on his back, as if that would help with the frustration and pain he’s currently experiencing.

He wants to leave in order to find peace in his passion, he wants to escape the constant pressure that awaits him. At the same time, he wants to stay here, with you, with the people he cherished, he wants you but he’s not selfish to admit that.

“I’m sorry.” He doesn’t know what he’s sorry for, is it because of the kiss? His departure? or simply because he’s afraid.

“It’s okay, Tooru.” You force yourself to smile even if he doesn’t see you. Your reason for forgiving him is also just as unclear, whether it was about the kiss or his departure, you forgive him. Either way, you understand him and you don’t want to make this more difficult than it already is.

[arlev]

⋆.˚ 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 ⭒.˚

streamer!kenma and streamer!reader

kenma x reader. first meeting. kenma as your clingy boyfriend. friends to lovers. you have a default username here. I don't use y/n.

fluff ~ wc: 4555

part I | part II | part III | part IV

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"hello?"

"hey kenma, we have apple pie in our menu right now. would you like some?" it's your first break for this morning and the supplier of the cafe's pastries just arrived with apple pie and kenma happened to mention in passing that it's his favorite.

"oh yes please, can i come pick you up later?"

"hmm i want to go to you instead if that's okay."

you have a half day duty since your cafe is training someone.

"you can go here, ill leave the keys by the vase. you sure you don't want me to come there?"

"yes yes, im good. ill see you later, baby." you ended the call before he could even say anything, it's fun teasing him specially when he gets all flushed, too bad you won't see it.

kenma:

> youre so unfair.

you:

> i like you too <3

when your shift ended you made sure not to forget the 4 slices of apple pie when you book a ride. his place is 10 minutes drive away from your house and 20 minutes away from the cafe you work at.

it became a routine for him to stop by at the cafe whenever he goes out or when you have work, he would say it's just a coincidence but you know that it's not since he would literally wait for you to end your shift without even knowing what time you will get off.

when you arrived at his house you immediately found the key that he left on the vase just by his door. you twisted the knob before announcing your arrival, you didn't hear anything so you went to his kitchen and place the box of pie on top of the table and leaving your bag there. you walk to his room to check if he was sleeping but it was empty so you move to his other room opening it,

"kenma im here." you said, voice a little quiet just in case he's in a meeting. you saw the light coming from his screen so you just shut the door, assuming that he might really be in a meeting.

you walked over to your bag and grab your phone, you check your notifications just in case your mother messaged you but you found something else instead.

"kodzuken is live now!"

your eyes widen and you immediately click the notification that was almost an hour ago. his face looks a little distress right now as he is trying to calm the chat down. they freaking heard you. it wasn't a meeting, it was his live!

you sat on the floor as your knees began to weaken,

until you heard the door clicked, kenma walking out of the room. he's wearing a gray hoodie with his hair half tied up. the moment he saw you he immediately knelt and wrapped his arms around your shoulder,

"hey, are you okay?" he asked,

"kenma, im sorry." he shook his head and brush your stray hairs,

"its alright, no harm done i swear. they just heard you and didn't see you, i promise." he smiled reassuringly before embracing you, "i guessed we surprised each other." you both laugh.

he pulled you up, the two of you went to his kitchen, "did you end it already?" you asked him while preparing the pie,

"i told them i'll continue it at night, i will focus on you first." heat went up to your face, he smirk with his successful flirting. "i have something for you too." he open his fridge, pulling out a strawberry shortcake.

your eyes sparked, "wow, where'd you get that!" he smiled and place the cake on the table and grab a knife to get you a slice.

"newly opened bakery, i thought of you the moment i saw this at the glass window." you can't help but coo, you peck his cheek, followed with a thanks before grabbing a fork to take a bite.

"oh my gosh, its like heaven." nothing beats a good sweet treat after a shift from work. he sat across you to start eating his pie as well.

"im glad you like it, take this home with you after." there's no way you're gonna refuse this one.

"it's like a date." you giggled while scooping some icing,

"i'm sorry i can't take you on a real outside date." most of your date with kenma had been going on each other's home to watch movies, play games, cooking, and eating. you never really complained about it considering the situation of your careers and specially since you're not ready yet to be seen with kenma in public. it's not that you're embarrass of your relationship or kenma, it just scares you and he understand that.

"it's alright, i like being home anyway. maybe soon we can have a proper date. i will let you choose the place." he agreed to that.

"so, are you ready for next week?" he ask as he took a spoonful of his pie. after letting kenma know that you wanted to make your first collaboration happen with him. he was elated that he began planning, he asked you what you want to do, what game you want to play, food you want to eat during stream, even making a list about it.

"yes! i'm actually excited about their reaction." it's true that you are excited but at the same time anxious which is normal like kenma said. as you were speaking, the two of you suddenly heard scratching coming from the door which made you both stop. kenma stood up and walk to his front door, and next thing he was calling your name.

"oh my," you crouch to touch the ear of a black cat that was making the sound, the cat rub its body to you as it purr. "oh my gosh kenma, this is like the cat distribution system!" kenma crouch next to you, putting your hair behind your ear to see your side better.

"what does that mean?" he asked in a quiet tone, eyes lingering on your face.

"it's fate, the cat basically choose you as the owner." you said, your smile bright as ever. "it's a he! ken, can we keep it? he doesn't have a collar." you turn your head to kenma with expectant eyes, he stared at you for a while before exhaling.

"okay, let's keep him." you cheered, "but if someone came looking for him, we are going to return him." you didn't heard the rest of his sentence, kissing his cheeks before carrying the cat inside his house. you missed how kenma flush before locking the door behind him.

"do you need me to buy his stuff?" he asked, sitting on the floor with you.

"will you do that for me?" he nodded before ruffling you head, "okay, i will list it down!" after grabbing a paper and pen, you began writing down what the cat could possibly need.

"what's the carrier for?" kenma asked peeking from your shoulder as he's petting the cat.

"for when I take him home."

"he can just stay here so it won't be a hassle for you." he offered, you don't want to trouble him further but since he offered,

"really? he can stay with you forever?"

he hummed squeezing your cheek, "yes, forever."

"it's like we're co-parenting." giggling, you resume to your paper you heard kenma huff, he's pouting.

"why would we need to co-parent, we're not going to separate, are we?" his eyebrow raised, you giggled before nodding and leaning to kiss his cheeks again.

after listing the things down, kenma left. you managed to get the cat to fall asleep so he won't be moving around the house because he is yet to be clean. when kenma arrived with two plastic bags, you helped him carry it as he help you bathe the cat, and feed him.

"he's like a real child." you said tiredly, dropping to the couch next to kenma. he brush the bangs out of your face, planting a kiss on the side of your head. "you're stealing too many kisses from me today." you squint your eyes and pinch his nose.

"says you, i have gotten 6 kisses already."

"and you're counting?"

"what can I say, i like you that much." your face flushed before gently pushing his face away.

sunday roll around, you announced to your viewers on friday that you would be having your live on sunday without telling them that today would be the long awaited collab that they're anticipating.

kenma added few changes on his set up to accommodate both of you, even going through lengths to buy another gaming chair. kenma suggested to have your live at his place so you wouldn't have to worry about your set up.

kenma has a mandatory sunday night live. instead of doing that today, he's just going to broadcast your live on his stream, like hitting two birds with one stone, he said.

"hey, are you ready?" you heard kenma's voice from the other side of the line.

"kenmaaa, i don't know what to wear." you frustratingly said, you've been rummaging through your closet for an hour now but nothing is perfect for the vibe of the live.

"can i suggest?"

"sure.."

he paused before saying, "how about black hoodie and your gray sweatpants?"

"let me guess, that's what you're going to wear?" you snicker, clearly forgetting your little dilemma.

"yes, maam." at the end you gave in at his suggestion. he picked you up and the moment you arrived at his house you immediately ran to your cat who you named, yang.

"yangie baby." you greeted while kissing his face, he purr softly against your arms as his paw tried to reach your face. you put him down, turning to kenma who's now trying to hold his laughter. "why?" you asked, frowning.

he pointed at the black hoodie you're currently wearing, now has fur all over from yang.

you shut your eyes exasperatedly, kenma laugh before hugging your figure, face burying on his chest. "hey it's alright, i have some spare." he rubs your back, consoling you.

your fingers are fidgeting with each other while you stare at yourself on kenma's computer, doing a camera test. this is it, there's no going back. it feels foreign to see yourself from the camera with different background, that being kenma's signature gaming set up.

"everything okay, babe?" you hear kenma says from behind you. you see him from the camera as he place a snack tray to the table next to you. with your mind in shambles, you missed the endearment he called you.

"yeah just kind of nervous but excited still." his hands went to your shoulders giving it an encouraging squeeze.

"my viewers are gonna love you, wether they like or not." you chuckled, you took a deep breathe before nodding.

kenma took a seat on the other gaming chair before sliding it out of the frame so he could give you time to say your opening remarks as you start your live.

"hey cats, welcome to my live today!!" you watched as the viewer count start rising from four digits to five.

| luvlav: HIIII MY FAVORITE STREAMER

| mintoll: my senses are tingling

| kishlq: new gaming set up queen???

| labewbew28: youre swearing hoodie does that mean its gonna be a chill night

| bakujoe3: are you an emo

| winta8: I MISS UU

| sixseveins: can you greet me happy birthday

| owlie8: HII EVI1KATT

"apologies for making you guys wait for i think 3 weeks after posting? now im here, i really took your suggestions into consideration." you stall for a moment to watch their comments,

| chickk: IS THIS WHAT IM THINKING

| asdfghjk3649: OMGGGG

| whatthewelly: IS IT JUST ME OR THE BG IS FAMILLIAR WHAT

| ticktok: IS THIS A COLLAB PLS IM SHAKING

| sti7ky: i think the bg is kodzuken's..?

| dab0at: life unfair how could she look so pretty wearing just a hoodie

| theduckonthedeck: SOMone SAYS THE BG IS KODZUKEN'S CHAT IS THIS REAL

| redbeer: WHAT WHAAAATTT

you turn your head to kenma, he smiled at you before you continue, "would you guys like to guess who am i with? or should I just say im with kodzuken?" kenma slide his gaming chair next to yours and you think the chat lagged for a while due to the rapid movement of the comments.

your five digits viewers soon began reaching to six, another break through of yours. you watch as kenma waved to the camera, he typed to his computer to post your live on his channel. the amount of viewers almost doubled in instant.

| fruitbear: OMGG KODZUKENN

| 74963: WHAT THE HELL

| minwonlover: whats going awn

| sugu33: WTFF AM I DREAMING

| aether: best collab of this year

| starbunii: why do they lowkey look good

| mint48: KODZUKEEENENN

| tinkabtchu37: she knows ball

| jellyvibe: THEYRE MATCHING LOL

"good evening, everyone. im with the evi1katt today, let's give her a round of applause." kenma clap, his moderator making sound effects.

"yeyy!! thank you, ken. pleasure to do this with you. me and kodzuken will be playing genshin impact today, i know please not a word," you said because you already know the comments would be "again?" and whatsoever.

"i also heard that kodzuken here is good at bed wars so i will have to see that, for now that's what were gonna play while we chat with you guys. you can let me know if you have other game suggestions.

| honey479: i lowkey ship this

| tungtung: PLS KISS

| lunarberry: guys dont be weird

| fizzlune: PLEASE KILL THE KNAVE USING FURINA ONLY

| mintyy29: gurl u suck at bed wars come on

| softaster: PLAY DRESS TO IMPRESS

| theduckonthedeck: CAN I JOIN PLSS

you breath a sigh of relief, it seems like it going to be smooth today. you let kenma introduce you to his channel, talking to his chat.

you shared to kenma's viewers how this is your first time collaborating with other people, some told you to do live again with him in the future to which you both laugh at because this one hasn't even finished yet but they want you to come back already.

the first challenge that you did with kenma was trying to defeat bosses from each nation starting from monstadt, using characters from the region. kenma wasn't bluffing when he said he's going to carry your characters because he literally did, the only time you carry was when your using arlecchino and klee because the chat told him to only use bennett in purpose of buffing you only.

while playing you were also indulging their questions, some from kenma's viewers. your very own subs are roasting the hell out of your poor ass. "guys cut me some slack okay, ken has been playing for all his life."

| velo.yi: IM CRYING U TYPE LIKE ITS UR FIRST TIME ENCOUNTERING A KEYBAORD

| cherryflux: kat pls just look pretty its ok to suck

| moondrip: ive never seen kodzuken laugh like this

| snugglebyte: AWW KODZUKEN HELPED HER FIX HER BUILD

| aurorakit: who do they look like theyve known each other since froever

| sugarplume: NICKNAME BASIS HELO

| dreamwisp: HWUSHAH KODZUKEN JUST TOLD HER THATS WHY SHE KEEP DYING LOL

| butterpixel: damn he apologized! is this the real kodzuken

| chickk: did she just call him KEN

two hours in to the live, your chats are still active as ever. you had a 30 minutes break to answer questions, you also had finished the snack tray that kenma have prepared for both you, now he's currently replenishing it.

"I did consider hinata to be my first guest but i feel it would be better if he's going to be my second because by then i already got used to it, so that also i can be the one to guide him play, because i feel like im getting baby sitted right now." you laugh and bring your knees to you chest.

| asdfghjk3649: are you wearing kodzuken merch??

| whatthewelly: IM SO EXCITED FOR HINATA

| ticktok: i didnt knkw kodzuken is this gentleman

| sti7ky: can you stay still for a while so i can screen shot

| honey479: WE HAVE THE SAME HOODIE ITS KODZUKEN MERCH

"yes, you're right. wait let me show you." you stood up and straighten your hoodie before turning around, "can you see it? its kodzuken's merch." you showed them the graphics at the back before sitting back down.

you heard the door clicked as kenma entered the room with the same tray filled with more snacks. he didn't notice that yang followed behind him, the cat jump to your lap before kenma could even stop him. "hey yang." you called as you stroke its fur.

| tungtung: KODZUKEN CATT

| lunarberry: huh he has a cat?

| fizzlune: did she just call the cat yang?

| mintyy29: WAIT YANG??

| softaster: IS THAT THEIR CHILD IM NEW HERE

| theduckonthedeck: CATTYTT

kenma grabbed the cat from your hold. when he came back he sat back down and load his minecraft. "excuse my cat guys, yang is a bit clingy."

| luvlav: ISNT IT YANG WAS KATT CAT NAME

| mintoll: kodzuken have a cat? lol since when

| kishlq: hmm the cat likes kat

| lalush: the cat knows katt #.nooticing

you and kenma spent 3 more hours playing bed wars, joining servers, trolling on roblox, playing on valorant with yours and his viewers, and he even taught you how to play league of legends to which you had a hard tike comprehending.

when kenma was talking to his chats, about to conclude the live. your stress ball suddenly fall from your hand, rolling under the table, you went to reach for it and accidentally bang your head to the table as you come up. kenma immediately help you, rubbing the back of your head head to ease the pain. he brush your stray hair before he froze as he heard some side comments from the moderator, realizing where you are.

the two of you immediately pull away from each other awkwardly, clearing your throat, "thank you for tuning in today everyone! i hope you enjoyed and appreciate my little surprise for you! take care and see you on my next one!" you wave and turn off the camera, shutting the computer off, none of you spoke for a while until you let out a loud sigh.

kenma and you stood up at the same time before hugging each other tightly, "WE DID IT! THAT WAS A SUCCESS!" you cheered, you felt him lifting you up to which you jump to wrap your legs around his torso as he spin you around. "okay tap out im getting dizzy." he slowly put you down before kissing your head. you catch your breath, "thank you kenma." you gave him a tender smile,

"that's all on you." he pat your head, "want to check our child?" you nodded as you both left the room, your cat found its way to you both and you carried him into your arms, cradling him like a baby.

"would you like to stay the night here?" kenma offered after a while, you nod and lean to his frame.

the next morning you woke up next to kenma who's already scrolling on his phone, your head on his chest, you reached for yours as you laid back down.

"the video of me bumping my head has a million views, what the hell." you said as you scroll, the comments are creating narratives about the reaction you and kenma had after you bump your head.

"there's edit of us, look." the edit is cute, they're quite fast, you thought.

kenma place his phone down, his fingers carding your hair. your eyes shut in delight, enjoying his soft slender fingers massaging your roots.

"kenma, can you be my boyfriend already." you said quietly, looking up at him. "you've done enough for me you know, and like i said im already yours."

he didn't say anything for a while, he cupped your face, leveling to yours, "you want to be my girlfriend so bad?" he smugly said with a smirk that made you roll your eyes."

"and if i say yes?" you challenged, he gulped as red tainted his face.

"well then, can i be your boyfriend?" he says your name tenderly that you thought is the sexiest thing he'd ever done.

"yes, kenma." he smiled as he lean to kiss you but you stopped him, "can we brush our teeth so i can kiss you better?" he laugh at your words. the two of you made your way to the bathroom and brush your teeth together, once done kenma immediately sat you on the counter.

"i will claim my kiss now." he held your chin and press his lips to your awaiting one, his mouth taste minty and fresh, your palm went to his nape as you pull him closer to your face, he did the same and pull your waist closer to him as his tongue touch yours.

when he pulled away, you stare at his moist lips before pecking it one last time. straightening his back. "breakfast." he whispered against your lips as if reminding himself that you has to eat.

"breakfast." you nod to agree, the two of you stare at each other for a minute. he bent forward again to kiss your lips again then helping you down. both of you entering the kitchen as he cooks while you feed yang.

"shoyo messaged me, he said he wanted to be in my next live or vlog." you brush your cat's fur, kissing his head afterwards.

"you two should make a video together playing volleyball." cradling your cat to your arm, making your way to kenma who's frying some egg on his pan. you lean your back to the counter, gazing at kenma..

"so my viewers could make fun of me?" you scoff,

he chortled before turning to you, "i think your community has a genuine fascination and respect to you. they're probably just teasing you because it's so easy to get a reaction from you." his arm raised to reach and squeeze your cheek.

"hmm you're right, they never really force me into doing anything im not comfortable with. if shoyo agrees can you come with us?"

"of course, i can set for you and hinata." returning to his cooking. yang meows so you put him down and slide to kenma.

you placed your hands on his hips, "i can finally watch you play volleyball in person."

"you should've ask me sooner, i would have invited kuroo to play with me while you watch."

you can't help but nuzzle your face to his back, feeling heat on your face, "you're so sweet." he chuckled and turn off the stove before facing you.

"i want to spoil you so much." kenma held your jaw, kissing your lips, "you're so red." he laughs. you pout at his teasing, he made you sit at the chair to start eating.

"so what are the plans now? what if they start speculating that we're dating?" he asks you.

"i was thinking of ignoring it for as long as it don't bother us, i don't want to deny our relationship but i also don't to reveal it." he nodded and drink from his cup,

"okay we'll do what you want. if it ever change you can let me know."

@.lovedive10: reasons why i think kodzuken and evilkat are dating! (hear me tf out)

> 1. THEY WERE WEARING COUPLE CLOTHES!

I know this is kind of vague but both of them are wearing kodzuken's hoodie merch, LIKE SHE DOESNT EVEN KNOW KODZUKEN THAT MUCH SO THERES NO REASON FOR HER TO OWN ONE! AND SAME SWEATPANTS TOO!

> 2. im sure im not the only who noticed the new gaming chair she's sitting on when she used the restroom. i know that kodzuken is partnered with that brand and I ALSO know that that's not the same chair his past collabs was sitting on! HMMM I SMELL SOMETHING FISHY HERE!

> 3. THE CAT KNOWS HER? if you own a cat they tend to be elusive to new people SO UHM WHY DID THE CAT RUN TO HER HELLO??!

> 4. there's no awkwardness throughout the stream considering its her first, i was expecting shed be inept or stiff BUT NO! she's so comfortable with him like they've known each other!

> 5. idk if this is coincidence or what but cat has a same name as her dead cat who died after scratching her.

> 6. there's no clear explanation for the ending of the live but i know they kissed good right after. BYE

| winta6: srs get a life

| coco1: you are onto something, drugs maybe

| ishish: leave them alone loser

| mintyy29: RIGHT I WAS ALSO SURPRISED AT THE END

| softaster: the chair probably stank by now so he boight new one

| theduckonthedeck: who would be the top tho?

> tf is wrong with you, kodzuken is a man

| theduckonthedeck: I THOUGHTS IT WLW IMS RORY

> u think kat is gonna peg kozuken or what

| himori7: the cat is their child.

| horai: 1st collab and you're already ruining it

| iwaiiz: im going to shit pants. 'theyre both wearing slippers so theyre dating' ahh post

"im back!" kenma announce, stepping into his house, removing his shoes to place on the shoe rack. he heard your approaching footsteps, he waited until he see you running towards him with open arms.

"hi, love. welcome back." you pull him planting a deep kiss in his lips. his arm automatically wrap you waist, tightening to lift you and drag you to the living room with one arm.

"i got you your favorite." he put you down and hand you a box of familiar brand, its your favorite mint chocolate ice cream cake.

"thank you kenma." you beam and peck his cheeks again.

"you're welcome," he said brushing your stray hair away from your face, "what's the news?" he ask, sitting next to the floor with you as you unwrap the cake.

you paused and turn to him, "i haven't check yet, im nervous." he rub the back of your head, he reach for your open laptop on the table.

"mind if i check it myself?" you nodded, shifting closer to him. he moved your mouse and went to your email, you had to look away as he do that. it was silent for a while, you can hear him typing. "you got accepted," he called your name to get your attention.

it didn't register to you at first, he turn his laptop to you so you can see for yourself and he's not lying. you got accepted at the bouncing ball corporation as a marketing associate. "YOU'RE GOING TO BE MY BOSS!" you embraced him tightly, he rub your back while whispering congratulations.

you've been waiting for this for weeks now. after you quit your job at the cafe you've been staying over a lot at kenma's house since there is less for you to do, he also insisted that you stay over if you don't have scheduled stream.

after all those weeks, it's finally official that you are now part of his company. you may not cross paths with him at work but nonetheless it's what you wanted. this month couldn't be more happier.

a/n: this might not be the last part of this story, i don't want to end it yet cuz i got too attached to them lol. you guys can suggest on what i can do for the next part :>

[arlev]

Arlecchino x Reader

arlecchino as your husband/wife. with your 3 children, freminett, lyney, and lynette and they call you mother. you’re obsessed with arlecchino.

cw: implied sex, fingering, pussy eating, and boobs sucking

fluff and smut - wc: 1249

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you open your eyes slowly, letting yourself adjust from the sunlight that is seeping through your window, you stared at the ceiling for a while before patting the bed space next you realizing that no one is there.

you sat up and tidy up your hair before using the restroom, when you went out you went straight to the kitchen where you would find your wife, or husband.

you made your way to her before wrapping your arms around her waist, she’s currently wearing a black sweatpants and white tee and her hair tied up. she’s cooking some fried rice when you tried to peak on her side.

you buried your face against her back before traveling you hand under her shirt, fingers meeting with her warm abdomen as you slowly drag you hand up, going underneath her bra and giving her breast a full squeeze.

“hello to you too.” you heard her say as she touch your hand from her shirt, you gave her a hum before giving her another squeeze, you heard her let out a sigh.

“good morning.” you teasingly bit her shoulder before releasing her from your hold. you lean next to the stove and face her, she has a small smile painted on her lips.

you smirk at her, “why’d you wake up so early, we could’ve done more rounds.” she look at you intensely, she shut the stove off before leaning closer to you, her knees separating your thighs and slowly lifting up.

“you think ill let you go if we start?” she ask while her lips dangerously close to your ears, her hands went behind and just like you did to her, she gave your ass a full squeeze and she lean down closer to your chest, kissing and doing a full lick and nip on your expose cleavage from your tank top.

“you’re suck a tease.” you reach for the back of her head and pull it to kiss her inviting lips. “mm i love you.” you lick her lips and bit it until you heard a loud knocking from the front door. “they’re earlier than expected today.”

you gave arlecchino’s backside a few pat preceding to unlock the door where it revealed your children. freminett looks like he’s either frightened or excited, lyney looks shady with a big grin in his face, lynette has a bright smile that makes them look even more suspicious.

“good morning mother!” lyney greeted before entering, the other two followed greeting you with a hug.

“what’s going on?” you ask the kids as you walk behind them, their feet automatically dragging them to the kitchen where they see arlecchino placing the rice at the table along with other dishes. you walked over to arlecchino before whispering, “your children looks shady as hell.” the three look at you and you gave them a smile.

“good morning, father! what a wonderful day today!” freminett said, his face stiff with a smile.

“father, mother, did you rest well last night?” lyney ask you two as he start scooping food.

you and arlecchino looked at each other with questioning looks, “why do you ask?” arlecchino ask, you serve food at her plate before doing it to yours.

“spill it lyney.” the girl flinches at your words, she scratch the back of her head.

“well uh-“ she paused, turning to her brother asking for help.

“we would like to ask for your permission to go to the beryl region.” your eyebrows draws together, confused.

“what’s your agenda there?”

all of you began to eat, freminett not forgetting complimenting his father’s cooking. “we would like to visit an old friend, we were invited to have a vacation with them. they also offered us accommodation!” lyney continues, obviously excited. you see arlecchino observing the table, waiting for you to share your thoughts.

“for how long?”

“a week at most! we will send you letters!” lynette said, just as happy as her twin.

“when do you plan to leave?”

“tomorrow, mother. if you would let us.” freminett answered this time, you sigh and nodded.

“as long as the three of you are safe and together.” the three kids cheered loudly, “your father hasn’t agreed yet.” you reminded them but they didn’t stop and instead said,

“father always follows mother’s decision so that means its a yes for the both of you!!” lynette says, you chuckled and shake your head turning to arlecchino who just shrugged before continuing with her food.

you make them sat back down, “finish your food. if you need help packing you can let me know.”

“noted mother!!” they resumed eating as arlecchino ask them questions about their upcoming trip, like asking who’s the friend, where are they staying, arlecchino also told them that she will give them allowances to use to where the children loudly cheered.

when the three kids left the house to go on their day you and arlecchino clean up the house for a bit before taking a shower together, “i guess we’ll be alone for the week.” she said while her hands is sliding on your back, you smirk at her before humming, you lightly push her back against the wall trapping her as you look up.

“yeah, we will surely make it productive, hm?” you press a kiss on the peak of chest without averting your gaze, both of your fingers travelled from her hips to her boobs and giving it a handful squeeze, you see her bite her lips and her eyes getting hazy. you rub your cheek on her perky nipple before sucking on it like a hungry woman deprive of milk.

you heard her gasp as her teeth continue to dig on her lips to avoid making sounds, “let me hear you, father.” you said then slip your fingers to her nub, slowly rubbing it, when she finally let out a loud moan you kneeled while locking eyes with her. “thank the archons for this meal.” you then place her left thigh on your shoulder before lapping her wet pussy, her voice got louder when you bit her thighs while inserting your digits into her.

her hands found the back of your head as she pushed you deeper into her cunt, you nose nuzzling against her clit, slurping her leaking slit, you added another finger that caused her to whine your name as her legs shakre from the pleasure your tongue is giving her.

she chant your name like a prayer before releasing into your mouth, making sure not a single drop wasted. after you’re confident that you’ve clean her enough you stand up with her arms on your shoulder for support, you beamed at her as her legs shudder.

“thank you for the breakfast.” you gave her a wink to which she replied with a scoff. after drying you two began to dress up to go to the house of hearth to start your work.

“would you like me to take a week off?” she asks you while doing her make up, you sitting next to her facing your own vanity doing your make up as well.

“you’re surely going to savor a week without the children huh.” you said while doing your lips.

“its not everyday you wouldn’t get called because your children is out there causing chaos who knows where.”

you giggled, agreeing to what he just said, “okay, i’ll take a week off too. i wont let you take me to work while i just had orgasm.”

[arlev]

⋆.˚ 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 ⭒.˚

streamer!kenma and streamer!reader

kenma x reader. first meeting. kenma as your clingy boyfriend. friends to lovers. you have a default username here. I don’t use y/n.

fluff ~ wc: 3504

part I | part II | part III | part IV

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it's been a week since your first meeting with kenma, you were surprised on how good he is at initiating conversation and keeping it going. you spent most of your nights watching some of his old videos, you also found out that he plays genshin, but his last stream about it was almost a year ago. shoyo also sent you a clip of an old match against kenma's school, sharing how he was amazed when they first played and how clever he is.

there was one time where you didn't reply to kenma for the whole day because you were busy watching and chatting with shoyo, learning how they met when kenma got lost, what they did during high school camps, kenma told you to just ask him instead so the other day he spend his day indulging your questions.

you also realized how good he is at gaming, well considering the fact that he's been playing since he was 10 and currently a pro-gamer, you might've underestimated him a little. most of time time, the type of games he would play is beyond your interest and understanding so you never really finish his live streams, but on the third week he invited you to watch, it surprised you that he was playing genshin again.

you saw his chats mentioning how it has been a while and he shared that he spend the 3 days grinding to catch up with the quests he missed out on. during that live he was showcasing his builds, you thought that he was lowkey showing off so you sent a message saying, "stop bragging!! you brat." you watched as he reached for his phone and chuckle before typing, a second later you got a reply, "im just showing who you can call when you need someone to carry you."

after a few weeks of knowing each other, kenma also once invited you to watch his stream, at his place. he told you that you can watch from his room or watch him through your phone at his living room. you didn't declined the offer, he told you that you can stayed at his living room while you watch him play, it only last for an hour and a half because he doesn't want to keep you waiting.

you turn head to the direction of the door when you heard the wind chime, you're just about finish your shift cleaning up the tables when kenma entered the cafe.

"we're closed already, sir." you walk towards him with hands on your hips, he raise his eyebrow before removing his face mask looking at you.

"well then i guess im gonna have to throw this cake away." you grab his arm before he turn his back on you, you pouted at him and he smiled endearingly before patting your head. "do you need help?" he asked before placing the box on the table and he sat down.

you shook you head, "im almost done, just sit back and be a good boy." you pat his head back before going to the back room, grabbing your things. after you finally closed the store you walk towards kenma's side holding on to his arm. "whats the cake for?" you tilted your head.

"for reaching 2.5 million subs, and for working hard."

he smiled at you, you giggled and say, "you're so corny."

through the span of 2 and a half months, you and kenma grew closer to the point that iggy thinks he's being replaced. you two realized that you have a lot in common but still quite the opposite like how he doesn't eat much fruits but likes vegetables, both of you being a strawberry addict, kenma who can pull an all nighter  playing games, you treasuring your sleep more than anything else.

after the dinner with shoyo's friends from high school, you eventually got a little closer to them that sometimes they would invite you to their little dinner that happens once in a month if they're lucky, you met more of the guys from their old teams too, some if them being your casual viewer even subscriber.

you opened the door of your apartment, inviting kenma in who mumbled a "thanks for having me" before removing his shoes and leaving it by the door step.

he sat down on the floor, placing the cake atop the kotatsu table and covering his waist down with the blanket. you went straight to the kitchen grabbing some spoon and something to drink.

"ill just take a shower." you said as you put the spoon and soda next to the cake.

"take your time." coming over to each other's home became a normal thing during the first month of knowing each other. it was raining when it happened, the two of you got soaked after he walked you home from the cafe, you lend him some clothes that your brother have left and he fell asleep on your couch that night.

the next he took you to his house because he wanted to show you the new arcade machines he got, that visit ended up touring his whole house, he even showed you his gaming set up that left you in awe.

when you came back you are already holding a bottle, "is that alcohol?" he asked you while leaning his head in the couch behind him, you nodded before making your way next to him.

"it's not a celebration without an alcohol!" you cheered, you search for some movies, finding one that you like because kenma insisted its your day.

30 minutes in to the movie, you were quite engrossed to the thrilling story that you didn't notice kenma staring at your side profile. even if your focused on watching, your mouth doesn't seem to stop, if not chewing youre talking.

he called your name, you turn to him and raise your brows, "can you let me in your pretty head?" he poke the side of your head, his eyes lingering as if he's studying your face.

"what do you mean?" you know what he means, and you hate that he can see through you. he's smart, too smart.

he tilted his head to the side still waiting for you, you sigh "im just thinking."

he waited for you to continue but you continue to stall, "hey." his fingers reach for the stray hair on your bangs.

"I want to resign." he hum, indicating that he's listening, "do you ever feel like you're not doing enough? that's what im feeling, i want to work on a different environment. i feel like i can do so much than staying as a barista." he didn't speak for a minute.

"you have a degree in business right?" you nodded, leaning your head to his shoulder getting drowsy. "do you want to work with me?" you lifted your head to look at him.

"what do you mean? like full time streamer?"

he shook his head before drinking from his glass, "bouncing ball corp. im a member of the board right? you can submit your application." you blink, you totally forgot that this man is a young millionaire.

you were thinking of putting your degree to use, this is just the opportunity for you. "but what if we fight?" you asked.

"we won't, at least i won't let it happen. no dragging personal matters if you're concerned about that."

"what if I don't qualify?"

he shrug, "we'll never know that." he lied, he knows your capabilities and he trust you enough. he will also make sure you get hired if ever you choose this offer.

"hmm what if you think i suck at excel?"

"i will make sure you will deal less with that."

"what if i got fired within a week?"

"that won't happen." he affirm.

you squint your eyes, "what if you don't want to be my friend anymore?"

"that's possible, because i would want to be your boyfriend someday."

"okay what if- wait what?"

you two stared at each other before you bursted out laughing, you stand on your knees so you can be taller than his sitting figure, "are you drunk, kenma?" you squeeze his nose and cup his face firmly.

"no i am not. im sober." he stared straight into your eyes. "I like you," he said your name earnestly. you blinked for a few times before your hold on his face slackened, knees weakening. his hands hold yours, not letting your hands leave his face. "you don't need to say anything."

he whispered eyes closing against your palm.

you stayed quiet for a while trying to process what he just said, "you-you don't want to hear my response?" you quietly asked, his eyes look up at you, face confused. "you look pretty." your thumb drag slowly on his brows down to his eyes, and gently tracing his lips. "I like you, kenma."he was quiet for about three minutes before his eyes widen.

"huh?" his hand cupped your face, "say it again please."

"i like you." you smiled softly, "i like you, kenma kozume."

you lean in and peck his nose. he stared at you for a good minute, waiting for you to take back what you said before he hug you tightly, head burying against your chest. you giggled and hug him back, "are you crying?"

"no but im very happy." you touched his red ears before tidying his now messy hair. he let go of you then grabbing your hands and pecking each of them, he guide your hands back to his face.

"im sober right now too, but im very sleepy." you admit to him, he chuckled before pecking your cheeks.

"you can sleep. ill see myself out."

"no thats rude for my guest."

he shook his head, he then said, "not rude for your boyfriend."

"you're my boyfriend?" you smiled sleepily,

"can i be your boyfriend?" he ask, you pulled you closer to his warm body.

you nodded, "well you can be my boyfriend and stay here for the night, you can borrow some of ari's clothes again." he hug you tighter,

"you know i have other plans for this. this is not how i imagined asking you to be my girlfriend."

"you silly romantic boy, well then would like it to have it your way?" you ruffled his hair and squeeze his cheeks.

"can we do that? can i pursue you first?" his eyes never leave yours, it made you smile before nodding. you didn't realize that you were already pulled on his lap, straddling him with your thighs on his sides.

your eyes wander from his eyes down to his lips, "eyes up here, darling." he mumbled,

"even if im already pursued?" you blink and touch his lips with your fingers, "how about you kiss me and woo me later?"

without any words he lean in and press his lips against yours, his hand touching your nape and drawing you closer. his lips moved slowly and tenderly against yours, following his movements until you felt a warm, wet touch on your lips, your lips automatically letting his tongue in as it met yours.

your hands travel from his shoulder to his hair, giving it a gentle pull, you give a last lick on his lower lip as you separate. "you're so warm." his arms circled around yours shoulder when he buried his face on your collarbone.

"you felt nice." you heard him whisper to your shirt, you played with his long hair for a bit, trying to calm yourself down. the only thing that you can hear is the loudness of your heartbeat, you can't really tell if it's yours or kenma's.

"let's sleep?" that night kenma tuck you in to your bed. you didn't know that when he came out of your room, his face is red when he let out the breath he was holding, he had to grip the nearby shelf to support himself because he just couldn't believe that he had the courage to say all those things, and he couldn't get over that YOU actually like him too. he didn't fall asleep until 2AM.

the next morning you woke up groggily on your bed, your throat felt dry and your eyes still felt heavy, you stared at your ceiling before realizing that kenma is probably here somewhere in your house.

you sat up and left your bed, going straight to the bathroom to freshen up before going to the living room to find your phone but you found something else instead. kenma lying on your couch and the messy table you remembered is now clean.

you tiptoe your way to the couch before kneeling next to him, you study his face, lips parted a little,  long lashes, pointed nose, and his breathing.

"it's rude to stare." his arm wrap around your middle pulling you close to him, forcing the two of you to fit on your couch, half your body laying on top of him.

"well hello to you too." you greeted pecking his chin, "good morning, kenma." he simper, chuckling deeply.

"you don't know how much i fantasize about waking up to this." you giggled at him as he nuzzled your hair.

"you like me that much huh?"

"yes ma'am." the two of you cuddled in your crowded couch before the ringing of phone interrupted your embrace. he let go of you when you push yourself up then reached for his phone so he could answer the call, he groan before tapping.

"kuroo i don't remember making plans with you at 9AM in the morning." he grumbled, scratching his eyes.

you saunter to your kitchen looking for something to eat, you bring out your pancake mix and get to cooking so you can feed kenma before he leave. "where the hell are you in 9 in the morning, kenma?! don't tell me you're fucking around because im so gonna choke you."

you heard kenma heave a sigh, "im at," he said your name, he's already in the kitchen with you at this point.

"huh? stop lying kenma, im gonna call her."

kenma look so done, he extended his phone to you then you said, "good morning kuroo." you greeted, it was quiet for a while until,

"WHAT? STOP PLAYING WITH ME GUYS." when kenma had enough he stopped the call. you laugh at him and continued with your cooking.

"my parents called him because i wasn't answering the home phone, im supposed to have dinner lunch with them." kenma explained the situation, he walked closer to you, hands landing on your middle.

"have some breakfast before you go." he hummed, leaning his head on your shoulder.

"this is real right?" his voice quiet,

"certainly so." you flipped the first pancake and turn to him, he's somewhat taller than you are, you lifted your hands before you cupped his face. this might be your favorite thing to do with him. "why?" you squeeze his plump cheeks.

"i just can't believed it. i used to only watch you and then we became friends and now we're dating."

"you think it's too fast?" he shook his head trying to find the right words.

"i think its too unbelievably good." you plant a kiss on his nose before returning to your pancakes.

while you were eating breakfast, you talked about your plans for today and his plan aside from the dinner with his family.

"i might do live later, i missed a whole week because my mind is all over the place." you said.

"and now? do you feel better?"

"kind of, im also considering your offer. if ever i got hired i don't want you giving me any special treatment, alright?"

he didn't say anything for a while, you glared at him and he huff, "i'll try." you don't want to hear whispers about you being treated differently just because you're personally acquainted with the board. "i will watch your stream later." through the months you both know each other, your viewers never suspected anything that might lead to any rumor, you never mentioned him again during your live streams and he also don't mention you because you specifically requested that.

now that you're dating kenma, you're still adamant on keeping this relationship private but you also consider to maybe leave your comfort zone. perhaps a collaboration with him would be fine, you don't have plans to deny your relationship but you would like to keep it under the covers for the privacy.

"hey my pussy cats, it's been a while!" you beam and waved at the camera.

| lovedive: HI I MISSED UUU

| mina2: you're gone for so long!!

| kotarow: did u get pregnant thats why you went mia

| foxy: welcome back queen!!

"chill your asses guys, it's only a week. and no i am not pregnant btw."

| slyv: aw no pregnancy journey vlog

| kimlee: storytime!

| cookiedo24: pls play the new genshin event

| todoroki69: what are you gonna play?

"i think ill play the new genshin event today, and maybe try exit 8? you guys requested last time to play left4dead so i also got it downloaded. i feel like i owe you an explanation for my sudden week break but its kind of personal so i hope you understand."

| 48396jj: YOU DONT OWE US ANYTHING!!!

| keppli: i hope youre not dying :(((

| caterpillarva5: if you wear cat ears im gonna forgive you

| lumine67: you have to compensate by treating me some food

"alright alrighttt ill start now. by the way, have you seen my new arlecchino build?" you proceeded to play and chat with them, they're as active as usual and some even insisted on joining and helping you play. while you were playing in one of the domain, an hour had passed, your phone vibrated. "hold on a second guys." you move your character to one corner as they continue to fight, you were playing furina so you relevancy is not important, you open your phone and saw kenma message you.

kenma:

> hey, just got home from the dinner.

> you look pretty.

you bit your lips to stop yourself from smiling,

you:

> pls don't flirt with me rn

kenma:

> i miss you

> i wish im there right now

this time you couldn't help but pop a smile,

you:

> seriously, stop

kenma:

> i see you smiling

you:

> yeah no shit

kenma:

> hahaha

"guys stop yelling at me in the comments, i healed you still okay?" you said, before receiving your awards.

| wonscat: WHY YOU SMILING LIKE THAT

| gyugf: IS TAHT YOUR BF MESSAGUNG YOU

| mickey6: here comes the parasocial people

| redbeer: is my ship sinking down

| ratatuwi: I THOUGHT ur LESBIAN

"everyone, before i end the stream, i would like to ask you something."

the chat flooded with question marks and even 'im nervous' honestly speaking you're nervous as hell too but during the whole week you didn't live streamed, this is something that you have also put you mind into.

"if i were to collaborate with someone, streamer or anyone, who would you want it to be? and that's all! thank you for tuning in!! take care and see you again!"

you ended your stream with chats flooding. gives them something to think and look forward to. after you ended the stream it followed with messages from your friends including kenma.

iggy:

> GIRLL HELLO? CONGRATS CUZ YOURE FINALLY CONSIDERING THIS

drei:

> BITCH IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU ALREADY

hinata:

> is this for real *video of you from the live*

> i nominate kenma

akaashi:

> wow you were being serious when you said youre considering this.

you also received a message from your sister who sometimes acts as your moderator.

sister:

> how come you never mention this?

kenma:

> if it's not me then it's no one

> im kidding

> not

you:

> i will have to go through the pros and cons first :p

kenma:

> my pros would overpower my cons, you know that

you:

> lets see

you posted on your X to see who would they recommend, it also reached some other streamers commenting that they are interested to collab and whatnots. you see tons of renowned people in the streaming industry and even people who have big platforms on youtube that has different forte.

ever since you got closer to kenma, collaboration has popped your mind a few times, despite being so insistent about it you realize that if you want change the first step could be this. you thought of how fun would it be to be friends with other people, casually joining kenma's live and randomly mentioning him.

maybe your imagination won't have to stay unrealistic. you see few people mentioning kodzuken as you scroll, attracting quite amount of likes as well. there are some whos suggesting shoyo, do a vlog with him while he teach you volleyball. fun idea that you consider taking in the future maybe. you would want your first collaboration with someone you are already comfortable with, so from then on you can slowly move forward.

[arlev]

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streamer!kenma and streamer!reader

kenma x reader. first meeting. kenma as your clingy boyfriend. friends to lovers. you have a default username here. I don’t use y/n.

fluff ~ wc: 3626

part I | part II | part III | part IV

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when you woke up around lunch time the first thing you did was place an order to eat for brunch, since you don’t have shift during wednesday, thursday, saturday, and sunday. your plans for the week would probably just cycle around live streaming, sleeping, visiting your family, and if you’re productive enough you might even try to get your thousand steps.

while you were eating, you decide to scroll through your feed, you didn’t really notice the amount of viewers you had last night but now that you are sober enough to see that it did attract quite amount of attention compare to your usual reach. you also noticed that your name is going places that made you wondered why.

“what the actual fuck?” you freeze upon seeing the reason why, your first instinct was to search up the name kodzuken, he’s got about 6 million subs on youtube, pro-gamer, apparently he also own a company called bouncing ball corp?! HUH.

the only time you’ve heard about this man is through your gay friends, you never really paid attention to him just like you do to every other streamers in the platform, because the least the you want is to get involved in dramas or any issues that would result to netizens doxxing the hell out of you as if you haven’t shared enough information in the internet.

iggy:

> girlll why tf u all on my field

> im jealous rn

> kodzuken lit commented on yo vid

> do u guys know eash other or what

just when you thought your morning is already in shambles, your friend continues to spam your messages.

you:

> calm the fuck down

> i was barely sober last night

iggy:

> what happened to “id rather eat my cat’s shit than mention any streamers on my live”

you sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

you:

> bitch let it go

> they’ll forget abt it

> anyway, wanna go out? i want to start vlogging abt my day again

iggy:

> your boring ass day? sure

> if that “go out” means clubbing then yes im free, but if it meant going to another thrift store and cafe hopping then i got better shit to do

you:

> u rude and gay

> ill invite rei instead

iggy:

> ily but i srs have work

> rei’s jobless ass would be delighted

before you even get to message your other friend another notification came to your end, distracting you, and it’s none other than hinata.

you met him during one his game when he just freshly came back from brazil, he sorta recognized you and that’s how you got close because he said he used to kill time watching your stream, and from then on you guys became friends.

shoyo:

> I DIDNT KNOW U KNOW KODZUKEN!! WHAT

you:

> i literally dont T-T

> my friend happened to mention him, and i just looked him up earlier

> do u know him???

shoyo:

> i know him!! he’s great at games

> speaking of game, i have upcoming match btw

you:

> yeah no shit he’s a pro gamer

> whens the game, ive been wanting to go out

shoyo:

> wow the street of tokyo would be delighted to have you

> this weekend!!

you:

> stop hanging with iggy pls

> oh id like to go

shoyo:

> alrighty! im expecting you! ill send u the ticket :DD

> btw if u ever want to collab with kodzuken lmk, i have his contacts!

you:

> ofcc u do mr. congeniality

just like you hoped, the people seems to forget the video already, or maybe you just forced to bury it in your mind since you tried not to scroll too much. the next day you woke up and make yourself some ginger tea to start your day since you know it’s gonna be hectic again in the cafe that you work at knowing its weekday, students and corporate people loves going to the cafe wether to work or study, even though the location of the cafe can be considered as a low-traffic zone.

“morning! what can i get for you?” you greeted to the man or woman in front of the counter, wearing some black hoodie paired with black face mask, yellow blonde hair long with its roots grown out.

they look up to check the menu before saying, “honey soy milk, iced, and vanilla souffle please. to go.” he ordered, voice soft but deep, enough to assume he’s a man.

“anything else sir?” you see his eyes looked at you in the eye for a while before shaking his head and giving you his card to pay. after punching his order you let him know that it will take 10 minutes and you’ll bring it to him.

“iced honey soy milk and vanilla souffle, here’s your order.” you placed the goods on his table, he look up before saying.

“are you,” he paused before shaking his head, you waited “nevermind, thank you.” you nodded before leaving his table. strange. its not new if you would get recognize but what made him hesitate, you shrug it off and continued with your work. you received a phone call from your mother on your way home. you just got off the train and now walking your way to the apartment you live on.

kenma knows who you are, he also have met you way back during shoyo’s game. he knows you have 10 piercings, he knows you studied business administration during college, he knows that you were in an academic organization, he knows you lead a lot in group works because you complain about it a lot, he knows because he watches your stream.

he knew you through hinata, one day when he was video calling with shoyo during his time in brazil, he happened to mention you because that’s how he spend his leisure time. it got kenma hooked, he wandered how entertaining you must be to keep shoyo accompanied and heck shoyo barely plays any video games nor computer games.

the first time he watched was when you are playing bedwars with your viewers, he mumbled about how you sucked at it and thought he could beat you within a minute. the next was when you were play stumble guys, he winced every time you would shout but would smile when you would die laughing. then it continues, he found you entertaining, fascinating even, he remembers that one time you said ‘its okay to overshare because im gonna day anyway’ he thinks its stupid on how much you care but don’t care about your digital footprint.

then all of a sudden that q&a happened, you did this before but the first time it happened it ended up more like a story time because the question you answered got a lot of follow ups to the point that you probably only answered five questions.

while he was watching he decided to leave a few comment using his dump account, asking if you know kodzuken, despite him knowing your sentiments about mentioning other streamers during live, he still gave it a try. then you answered, for some reason it leave a tingling feeling on his stomach now that he knows you’re aware of his existence, he also silently thanked your friend who happened to mention him.

you leave a message to shoyo the moment you step inside the arena, you are accompanied with akaashi since his partner will be playing tonight too. shoyo replied that he’ll meet you and akaashi near the locker, you’ve got your self some food to eat and some passion fruit ice tea.

“hey!” shoyo called your name and you see him running with bokuto on his side, atsumu running behind and sakusa following far.

you waved at them with a smile as they stop in front the two of you, bokuto immediately hugged akaashi as shoyo also gave you a side hug. “omg its been a while!!” he exclaimed excitedly, you nod to agree.

atsumu pat your head before offering a fist bump, when sakusa arrived to where the five of you are standing he greeted you with a nod to which you return.

“do you need us to guide you to your seats? we still have time.” bokuto asked with his arms wrapped around akaashi’s shoulder.

you felt shoyo put his palms on your shoulder, giving you a little push to start walking, “let’s go with them! i have few friends over!!” you walked as shoyo guide you through pushing your shoulder. there were few stops over because there were some people who are asking to take a picture with the players, and for some reason even you, sometimes you forget that you’re kind of a public figure.

when you arrive at the row of seats, your eyes met with a golden ones, the person is leaning on his seat as the guy beside him was yapping to the white other guy on his left, you see his eyes widen a little before it went back to normal. he’s familiar, and he’s gorgeous.

“kenma! kuroo! yakuu!!” shoyo’s loud voice interrupted your reverie. he skipped past you before going to the people he just called, you turn to akaashi with confuse face.

“that his friends?” bokuto answered for him with a loud yes before walking closer to them, akaashi led the way so you could follow until he sat on his respective seat, you sat next to him before shoyo called your name.

“these are my friends from high school! meet kenma, kuroo, and yaku!” you bowed a little before you introduced yourself.

“nice to meet you guys.”

“oh you’re the cat!!” kuroo exclaimed you saw kenma guy nudged him.

“hi, im a fan!” the yaku guy said, you smiled at him before saying thanks for the support.

hinata called your name again, “this is kodzuken!” what he said made you go blank even more. what the hell do you mean kodzuken is right in front of you. and how could you not recognize him when you searched his name up days ago!

“w-what? huh?”

“i told you i know him right??” he smiled widely, the kuroo watched with amusement, while kodzuken or kenma was looking at you with expectant eyes.

you turn your head to shoyo, “yes but you never said he’s your damn friend.” you whispered, teeth gritting. “hi nice to meet you.” you turn to kenma, he’s standing up now, one hand into his pocket, his other hand extend to yours,

“likewise,” he softly said your name, you think he look too pleased with this meeting.

“wait, did we meet yesterday?” you questioned as you accept his extended hand for a handshake.

“glad you remembered.”

“so you do know each other?” atsumu said with a knowing look.

“not really, he ordered from me yesterday and he was wearing mask. i just recognized his eyes.” the last sentence came out more of a whisper, shoyo shoot you a sly glance when sakusa interrupted the conversation letting you guys know that the game will start in 10.

the said players bid you goodbye, exchanging good lucks with them. akaashi turn to you, “you good?” you nodded while swallowing a piece of your burger. you still can’t get over the fact that the kodzuken you mentioned on your live is here right now, two seat away from you, and if you think that eating is gonna distract you from the fact that you can see him from your peripheral vision then you are hellishly wrong.

while you were sipping you didn’t realize that kenma stood up from his seat and made his way to the seat next to yours. “uhm mind if i sit here?” he ask shyly while scratching his nape, you look at him and shook your head. you just hope that no one bought that seat.

“hope you don’t mind me sitting here, i dont want them talking my ears out for the rest of the game.”

“it’s alright, no worries.” you gave him a small smile to which he return. “uh would you like some?” you extended your burger to him but he just chuckled and wave his hand.

“so i saw your live, pretty cool huh?” you almost choked on your drink, the last thing you are expecting is him bringing that up right now. he gave you a tissue before apologizing. “sorry, you don’t want to talk about it?” you didn’t realize he’s got his hand on your back lightly patting it.

“no its okay, just caught me off guard.” you laugh awkwardly, “i didn’t mean to drag your name, im sorry. its just that it has been appearing a lot that time when volleyball got mentioned. i can tell my viewers to stop mentioning about it if its bothering you. i was also a little drunk so my mind is all over the place.” you didn’t realize that you were blabbering, you see him looking at you, astonished. “oh sorry.” you awkwardly grinned.

“its good, i didn’t know you also talk this much in person.” he chuckled, “and no your viewers dont bother me, i was just surprised you mentioned me that time.”

he’s pretty up close, he’s hair tied up in a low man bun, its quite messy that it makes you want to reach out but you realize that’s weird as hell considering you just met. you didn’t realize you were staring until his words repeated on your head.

“uh yeah, haha. they made a big deal out of it. its not like its my first time mentioning people live you know.” you tried to look away to at least ease up tension.

“they probably did because its your first time mentioning a live streamer, i mean you did said before about trying to avoid mentioning people who streams because-“

you cut him off, “wait, you watch my streams?” you turn your head to him, his eyes grew big, his head turn away before you heard a whistle.

you notice the tip of his ears turning pink, “oh the game is starting.” kenma pointed to the court, you squint your eyes at him.

“i’ll ask again later.” you turn your head to the court as they started calling the players, the roll call started so you decided to focus as well. the arena is pretty packed for today’s game.

the game went on pretty intense, it went on for about 5 sets when MSBY won the game. the five of you, left the arena together, waiting for the other guys.

“so kenma, you watch my streams?” you poke his arm while he’s standing on your right. he look at you a huff

“well you caught me, whats there to deny.” you giggle, when he realized that he can’t escape the questions that are about to come he settled on indulging you with it.

later on when the shoyo and others came back they were with more other people you assume are either his friends or teammates. when hinata spotted you, he ran towards you, “join us for dinner,” he enthusiastically said your name.

“uh well, i don’t want to impose.” you look around, plenty of eyes looking at you.

“what! no, my friends agreed to it! they’re also really excited to meet you!” you saw some smiles that you reciprocated before agreeing to join them.

you congratulate shoyo and his team when all of you started walking, you unknowingly strayed away from kenma when you got wrap in a conversation with tanaka, kiyoko, and yachi, as introduced. they mentioned that shoyo have mentioned you before that’s why they also checked out your videos which made you flustered.

when all of you arrived at the restaurant, you took a seat next to kenma and shoyo, across from you was kuroo, akaashi and bokuto. while waiting you learned that kuroo works as a sports promotion division, japan volleyball association, you additionally learn about how all of them became friends, going way back from high school.

you found it cute that all of them managed to stay connected to each other after all these years. they asked about your life too, like how’s your other job and if you’re considering on looking for other work to which you said yes.

when the food arrived they conversation continues on without you, focusing on your meal instead. “would you like to walk home together?” you heard kenma says in a low voice leaning a bit closer, you stop mid bite before turn to him.

“are you sure it won’t be out of your way?” you mention from where area you live in, he shook his head. “okay then, i won’t refused, i wouldn’t mind some company.” you gave him some cheeky smile before returning to your food completely missing the smile he gave. it won’t hurt to trust him since he’s a good friend of shoyo and hopefully wouldn’t kill you and leave you somewhere in the ditch.

without questions ask, you and kenma parted from others, waving your arms until they’re no longer visible. you let out a big sigh, your shoulder falling.

“you good?” he asked while you two are walking side by side, you gave him a thumbs up when you heard him chuckle. “are you overstimulated?” without any words you nodded, eyes getting heavy.

“talk me out of sleepiness please.” you requested at him. he paused for a while, probably thinking of questions.

“do you mind telling me the reason why you don’t want to collab with anyone?” you never explicitly told your viewers about the reason behind this yet, this might be the first time that someone who watches you will hear about the reason.

you stall for a while, you notice his fluttering lashes as he look straight, you heave a deep breathe. “well it’s more of a personal choice, you see even if im very open to my viewers i really don’t want to get exposed, doxx even. i want to be able to control the information that my viewers know about me, and when you collab with other people, i see this as a common issue, they have the chance to share your personal stuff that you entrusted them to when things go down. when conflict happens i want to solve it privately and not publicly where people could attack not just me but my family. not that im implying im a bad person worthy of defamation.” you followed a chuckle, you saw him nod absorbing the information.

“i understand that it gets terrifying, i used to not like humans to the point that seeing too much of them would be enough to put me off. its kind of ironic how i choose to have a platform that involves tons of people watching me.”

the two of you continued to chat inside the train. you learn that he’s an only child and has his own place, his parents were skeptical about the idea of him living alone first so he had to prove that he’s independent enough to live separately. you assumed he was spoiled growing up to which he didn’t deny, he shared that he grew up with kuroo playing volleyball with him even if his stamina barely catch up.

“here is fine.” you stop right on your street, its getting quite late and you don’t want to bother kenma any longer.

“okay, please do let me know once you’re home. don’t want to be a murder suspect.” you chuckled before giving him a thumbs up, he open his palm to you before saying, “give me your phone, ill put my number in.”

you reach for your phone in your q pocket before handing it to him, you stare at him while he type away, you see how his face light up from the phone. he has long lashes, you noticed.

“message me.” he said then hand it back to you.

“thank you, take care on the way home.” you wave at him as you walk away.

@.appleberry: IM SHAKING! I WATCHED THE MSBY BLACK JACKALS GAME AND I SAW KODZUKEN HUEHEHEH HE WAS WITH SOME FRIENDS AND KUROO! I SAW HIM TALKING TK A GIRL IM LITERALLY SHAKING RN HE LOOKS SO HANDSOME BYE

chiachi: do u got some photos queen?

> appleberry: I dont have cuz i might get jump if i post it

matsuza: WHO THE GIRLL

> appleberry: she looks familiar but idk from where😭 SHES PRETTY TOO!!

zuki: end of kodzuken bitchless era💔

you:

> heya, just got home.

> let me know when you arrived!

kenma:

> hey again

> jgh too. did you enjoy today?

you:

> tiring but yes, i kind of needed this

> yk meet and talk to real people again

kenma:

> you think your viewers aren’t real people?

you:

> you know what i mean kenma!!!

kenma:

> haha yes i do

> just teasing you

> you got work tomorrow?

you:

> why,,

> you gonna visit me again :DD??

> but no, day off

kenma:

> you want me to visit you?

you:

> maybe! if you order half of the menu :p

kenma:

> i will take note of that for next time.

> will you do live tomorrow?

you:

> it’s a joke kenma! you can visit the cafe without even buying anything

> and no, i think will skip live tomorrow

> are you?

kenma:

> yes, i always have sunday live

> you can watch if you’re not busy

you:

> okay ill watch the great kodzuken

kenma:

> please don’t call me that again

> just call me kenma

you:

> ok, kenma! since you said please

kenma:

> not gonna sleep yet?

you:

> my eyes is half open right now

kenma:

> so you really do sleep early huh

you:

> i dont lie to my viewers ok!

> maybe sometimes

> but yes my body clock works like this

kenma:

> haha

> sleep tight, reader

you:

> good night kenma!

[arlev]

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streamer!kenma and streamer!reader

kenma x reader. first meeting. kenma as your clingy boyfriend. friends to lovers. you have a default username here. I don’t use y/n. unbeta-ed. excuse my typos -,-

fluff ~ wc: 1571

part I | part II | part III | part IV

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evi1katt just posted!

evi1katt: hello puss! i will be doing a q&a for my live later! drop your questions below!

livestreaming wasn’t something that you dream about doing in life, its not what you desire to have for a big girl job. it started out of boredom and now in the blink of an eye it became part of your life that you truly enjoy. you started streaming during the midst of your hellish university life, you wouldn’t really consider it boring but you were surely the type of person to always challenge yourself, always trying something new and different, this right here being one of them.

compare to your two siblings you weren’t really that fascinated with video games and computer games, sure they’re fun but it’s not something that you think worth being addicted to. sure there are games you kind of enjoy like shooting games but it don’t last. genshin did hook you into playing to the point of addiction, you realize maybe you just haven’t found the right game for you and maybe you think genshin or role play games are something that you genuinely enjoy.

you started faceless streaming, it was fun talking to people that way, even playing with them but it changed. you always get bored when you feel like the stuff you revel in are slowly becoming like a chore so for the first time you tried streaming with face cam. your first video was trying to showcase your arlecchino build but you suck so much at rotation you kept messing up, roaring and hollering in frustration when your character refuse to crit, majority of the viewers was already telling you to quit playing and some are teaching you. it gained amount of numbers after that live.

for a while you thought that your viewers would eventually get bored if you only play one game so you did try others that you know you would enjoy, like minecraft, roblox, valorant, and other popular game that you realize you suck at. the thing is, the games wasn’t the reason you are attracting viewers but how you suck at playing the game and well how you look while playing the game, you would consider yourself pretty but not on the level of “im so gorgeous i could be the next miss universe” pretty, but you were still easy on the eyes, and perhaps your voice is also the reason why your viewers found you annoyingly addicting to watch, you have this voice that could be mistaken for a little boy if they don’t know your face, and could be pretty annoying when you try to act like a girl. nevertheless, they still think your entertaining to watch and whatever the reason is, you gain a good amount of supporters in a span of 3 years doing that.

you don’t fully rely making money through live streaming, sure it does make a good amount of money but then again, you never really know until when people find you entertaining. you work at a cafe 3 days a week, the rest of the days remaining depends on how you want to spend it, sometimes you stream for the remaining four days sometimes two, you try not to overdo it to avoid burn out and it seems to work out well.

“hey everyone! thank you for tuning in today, i wanted to have a chill live night so i’m sorry if i’m not gonna play, work was hectic and if you’re expecting this live to be loud then i must prove you wrong now.” you settled on your gaming chair that has extra fluffy pillows and fluffy blanket covering half of your body that still can be seen through the camera, you have some snacks to munch on and light beer and soju in the side that you wouldn’t dare to show.

“if you saw my post earlier i think 5 hours ago, i will be doing q&a again! yey! this is like my second q&a with you guys but since i’m a little over sharer i don’t think theres really much to answer, but i will try anyway. I will also try to entertain live questions.”

you saw the comments flood with clapping emojis and some “finally!” followed with “i’ve waited years for this!” you laugh while reading some comment before you finally check the comment section on your post that you know put a limit to.

“alright, lets get right on, first from tsv0717 ‘what are your favorite fruits? please name them all, mommy.’ wow with the mommy, okay, i chose this one first because i sooo love fruits! i used to be picky with food when i was a child but as i age i think my body starts craving fruits, i dont think theres any fruit that i dont particularly like, but my favorite is watermelon, pineapple, soursop, jackfruit, strawberries,” you continued to name more fruits and stop when the chat flooded “stop!” and “lets not ask her about fruits again.”

you laugh and took a sip from your mug and uncontrollably made a face right after, forgetting that you’re in front of the camera, “ok lets move on, but i hope its clear that i really love fruits. now okay next, from sVcktheebanana ‘do you play sports? if yes what kind and role?’ okay you know what this is a good one, i don’t think i’ve shared any of these before but i don’t play any sports because my body is not build for it, however, i do have experience because my college mandates us to take physical education so i did a little bit of volleyball and basketball, between the two i actually enjoyed volleyball, i also enjoyed how it stings my skin, okay ew thats kinda er – anyway, if theres any sports i’m willing to give a try it would probably be volleyball.”

| luvlav: she does look like she cant even run

| mintoll: queen do you know any volleyball player?

| kishlq: r u a masochist

| labewbew28: try to eat banana while playing volleyball

| kkmane16: do you know kodzuken?

| bakujoe3: you should do another vlog playing volleyball

| winta8: we twin! we both have shitty stamina!

| sixseveins: can you do a flip

“why are you guys lowkey insulting me right now, is it not normal to not have any sport at all, and to answer your question mintoll, yes i do know few volleyball players, i know kageyama and ushijima from schweiden adlers the white hair guy too because i’ve met them, i forgot his name sorry! and i also know few msby players, like hinata, miya, sakusa, and bokuto! im kind of acquainted with them, they’re fun to be around and quite a chatterbox”

| sowberi: you have a taste dear

| zukku: please collab with the miyas

| kirishma: hinata is a total magnet

| kkmane16: do you know kodzuken?

| froglets0: white hair guy is hoshiumi korai

| redbeer: UHM HELLO DO U KNOW KODZUKEN HE PLAYS VOLLEYBALL AND STREAM /PLS READ THIS IM GONNA KMSbdjejf

| tinkingbell: girl i really think you should get back to vlogging again

“wow i didn’t know you guys are this enthusiastic about volleyball!” the q&a continued for about 2 hours, you were getting tipsy when you decided to conclude the live.

“I’ll answer one last question and i will end end the live, i’m getting a little sleepy now.” you said while rubbing your eyes behind your glasses.

| sti7ky: girl u aint fooling anyone u drunk drunk

| dab0at: please consider vlogging again with all your hobbies!

| theduckonthedeck: youre the most whimsical live streamer i know please stay that way

| redbeer: MY 2627 ATTEMPT IN ASKING IF U KNOW KODZUKEN HE PLAYS VOLLEYBALL AND LIVESTREAMS /PLS READ IM BEGGING

| coral1ne: youre kind of weird i like it im gonna follow u home

“alright, found one, slow down with the spamming please guys i’m begging!” you said followed by a yawn, “do i know kodzuken, he plays volleyball, i think i heard one of my friends mentioning him before, my friend ask me to collab with him but you guys know i never really do collaboration with other people because of some reason so i guess i kind of know him, except the fact that he plays volleyball, that’s pretty cool.”

after your response to the comment you finally ended the live stream, you manage to clean up the snacks and drinks you had without staggering, after cleaning yourself you passed out on your bed.

viral now!

(a video clip from your live saying that you know kodzuken and admitting he was kinda cool)

@.redbeer: TWO WORLDS COLLIDED!! I KNEW I WASNT CRAZY WHEN I STARTED SHIPPING THEM, PLEASE SEE THE POTENTIAL!!

@.boppase

evi1katt admitting she knows kodzuken and saying he’s pretty cool.

| owlie8: PLS DO A COLLAB OR IM GONNA KMS

| chickk: please don’t start shipping them

| asdfghjk3649: gorjus girls for kodzuken

| whatthewelly: hope she’s not leeching

| ticktok: @. evi1katt girl pls hit him tf up

| kodzuken: she’s pretty cool too

> WHAT THE HELL U DOING HERE

> kodzuken pls give me your hoodie merch

> bruh leave her alone

> please tell your friend im gonna marry him

> and now you remember your password??? hello

> wow kodzuken spotted

> where tf is ur birthday vlog that u promised

> U STINK! WHY ARE U HeRE

> who is she?

| bird1e: @.evi1katt he’s a sweaty gamer boi pls get away from him

[arlev]

married life with tsukishima kei★

tsukishima as a dad

fluff

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you slowly open your eyes as you felt a tender touch against your bare waist, fingers moving in circles, unhurried and soft. despite the minimal space given, you manage to slowly turn your head to the side, trying to peek at the man laying behind you, his eyes close with steady breathing, you can feel his hot breathe against your naked shoulder, you can’t help but smile at the view even if it’s something that you witness every single day when you and tsukishima got married.

“you’re up too early.” he groggily says, voice deep and eyes still close. your hand moved to touch his fingers that is now on your sternum unmoving.

you move to leave a peck on his nose, causing him to open his eyes, he made a move to your waist, adjusting your body to fully face him, his hand travelled to the back your thighs dragging it to place on top of his own legs, as his hand continue to wander around your body.

“just force of habit.” you said as you buried your face on his chest, inhaling his familiar scent.

you and tsukishima had been married for 5 years now, you met him during your first year at nekoma, on one fateful afternoon your cousin happened to ask a favor of asking you to bring his tumbler at the gym that they we’re having a practice match at, kuroo who was supposed to just fetch the water from you, did not let you leave the gym and insisted for you to finish the game so you could head home together.

the convenient offer did not get turn down by you as kuroo bribe you for a homemade cupcake that his mom made. you weren’t really paying attention to the whole game, but you were eyeing someone, this did not get pass by your cousin of course. during the last match that they were having, while you were drinking from your own water bottle, you did not noticed the ball coming straight to your face and the next thing you knew, your nose is already leaking red.

the ball that came your way was from none other than your now husband, he offered to take you to the infirmary and there you got an apology and his number. you two became friends for about 2 years, it was difficult at first since tsukishima wasn’t one to socialize, and soon you realize he’s also grouchy and snarky, for some reason that just made you interested about him more. his main intent on getting your number is to check on you just in case you had a serious concussion that he might need to take you to the hospital to pay for the bills as he is the one who’s responsible for it.

however, even after a month had past, you still keep texting him, giving random updates about your nose, class, and volleyball whenever you decide to spectate on your cousin’s match. regardless of his late replies, he never misses to reply back even if it’s just a few words.

if fate wasn’t working hard enough, your grandparents happened to reside in miyagi prefecture, giving you a chance to have a “vacation” there quite often just to meet up with him.

you became quite consistent on watching his games, you manage to support him even if you think that it annoys him, and during the third year of knowing each other, one misunderstanding happened that cause him to reach his end.

your class just ended and as your walking home, you felt a slender cold palm grab your arm causing you to stop on your step and hastily turn your head to whoever grab you, almost giving you neck sprain.

“tsukishima? w-what are you doing here??” you confusingly asked, he’s wearing casual clothes, white tee and some black trousers, and he looks like he has been running on his way here.

“why haven’t you replied to any of my messages and ignoring my calls?” he questioned, straight to the point, face frowning still trying to stable his breathing.

you were confused, first how’d he even get here and now he’s asking you why you haven’t replied to any of his messages when he has a girlfriend back at miyagi, at least according to your cousin.

you grab his wrist, letting yourself go from his grasp, “uhm there wasn’t really any reason to reply now that i-” you stall, “you have a girlfriend, kei.” you look at him straight in the eyes. during the second year of knowing him, you both know that there was something else here other than friendship, the intention was never really talked about but its implied that there is something going on and you both want to take it slow in getting to know each other.

tsukishima’s face scrunch at what you said, “what are you saying?” he said bewilderedly, trying to stay calm. “i- how could i ever get a girlfriend when i haven’t even confessed to you?” he said as he grab your wrist, walking to the closest ally he saw, hoping for a bit of privacy.

you didn’t speak, you’re confused to your core. your cousin told you a week ago that tsukishima kei got a girlfriend at karasuno, of course you trust kuroo, he’s like the oldest brother you never had. “kuroo told me you got girlfriend.” you mutter avoiding his eyes, looking at his hand whos still holding your wrist.

you heard him sigh as he let go of your wrist, you raised your head and look at him, he brought his hands to his face and you noticed as he slowly crouch down, you heard him let out a long breathe, he then looks up at you.

“i told kuroo i was going to confess to someone, that rooster probably assumed i already have and now theyre my girlfriend. its you that im going to confess to, I like you,” he said your name, looking up at you, face desperate.

after that misunderstanding, you two started dating until college, you two attended the same university as he continued to pursue volleyball, you supported him throughout just like how he supported you to everything you desire to do. now, both of you are contentedly married with a son.

the two of you laid in silence for a while, enjoying the warm thats emitting from your bodies. tsukishima’s face is buried deep between your shoulder and your neck, while his arms continues to pull you impossibly closer.

“im hearing something.” you said as you pull away from him, you ignored his protest before forcing yourself to sat up. “fetch me some clothes now, kei.” you pat his back a few times until he stand up wearing his boxers, he stretch before picking up the robe that was on the floor and going in to the closet, he came back with a shirt on and a baby blue short sleeved chemise that falls just at the middle of your thighs.

he walked closer to you and assist you, “why does he wake up so early, i haven’t even recovered yet from last night.” he complained followed by a yawn and turning away, after wearing that you saw him make his way to you again with a hair brush.

“it’s his body clock. and don’t you dare say anything about recovering, its me who needs recovery the most.” you rolled your eyes to the man whos brushing your hair.

he stop and sat beside you smirking, “yes, love. i know you do, thats why i think we should-“ his words got cut off as you both heard a soft knocks against your door. “i guess not.” he whispered then made his way to the door with visible disappointment. you chuckled and laid back down to the soft bed, you heard a click and a twist, you waited as tsukishima slowly opened the door, revealing your 5 years old son in front of the door with a soft smile, half eyes open.

“hello my baby” you greeted opening your arms wide, your son sluggishly made his way to you with open arms, you heard tsukishima let out a chuckle before walking towards the bed sitting on his side and wearing his glasses.

“g’morning.” tsukishima’s replica mumbled against the hug that was surprisingly tight.

“hey, not too tight.” tsukishima warned the little boy who’s now situated on your lap still have his arms around you. tsukishima moved to your side, locking you between his legs, mirroring your position with your child whose now had his head against your chest, eyes closed.

“i’ve got two tsukishima kei, i cant believe this.” you grin at him. every morning this is a routine that you two cherish a lot, no matter how busy the both of you will be for the day, having a quality family time in the morning is something special to the both of you.

the three of you sat there in silence, your son falling back to sleep while the two of you stroke his back. both of you decided to have a 3 day leave from your work to spend with your son, the past months had been busy as tsukishima managed to secure his promotion, now you two are taking advantage of his now new schedule. ever since you two got married, a lot has changed with your first born, you conceived him right after you both have decided to settle down with a child, having enough to support the three of you and with a roof over your head, tsukishima had to take another side lines during his time working at the museum not because his pay wasn’t enough but he wanted more.

through the years that you have been together, there are only a few times that you two got into serious arguments, he’s never the one to let the day pass without making up because it always bother him that you weren’t talking to him, he knows you and you always have something to say to him and he enjoys that, he likes hearing you talk about the most mundane things even if he already heard that from you weeks prior. he may not look like it but tsukishima loves skin-ship with you, your son obviously getting that from him, during the time of your friendship he never misses to have his hand somewhere on you, whether its your back, your wrist, and sometimes on your shoulder when you get a little absorbed with the topic you talk about. you remember him being so conscious on touching you too, asking if it’s okay and if your comfortable. he loves touching you and feeling you, that is why him wondering why his offspring are the same is literally the most obvious question to answer.

“what’s your plan for today?” you asked your husband who’s head buried on your hair. you stopped stroking the back of your son, you felt him shift, his head lifted up to look at you in the eye, his face scrunching.

“why’d you stop, mommy.” you chuckled at his expression and kiss his cheeks, his hand then reach for your own putting it on his own head.

“we gotta get up now, baby.” you said and poke the tip of his nose, his face pouting.

“i only have plans in the afternoon with the guys, they wanted to play rec volleyball, i can just skip that if you have better plans.” he said, he move to reach for his phone on the bedside table. you ran your fingers through the roots of your son’s head before placing a kiss on his forehead.

“i was thinking of visiting kuroo during lunch since he invited us, and we can go to the planetarium or history museum after and then we can head to your game. im pretty sure the guys wanted to see you too, lets not miss that.” you detach yourself from the clingy boy who let out a whined when you did.

“i would rather miss the volleyball, you know even if its just for fun they would still go all out as if they’re playing nationals.” he sighed shaking his head, he reach for his son who’s still laying on the bed, brushing his bangs away from his forehead before placing a kiss on his eyes and carrying him. you laughed at his words, agreeing.

“you still enjoy it tho, i know you love playing with them.” he scoff and reach out for you, intertwining your hands with his. the three of you walked out of the room, tsukishima going straight to the living room as you skip to the bathroom refreshing yourself.

when you came back you saw your husband now standing at the kitchen, cooking a what you think is egg, your son on too of the counter next to the sink, drinking a cup of milk. you walk closer to them, your son is the exact replica of your husband, blonde, golden eyes, thin lips, point nose, and when others think they’re literally identical, they are not lying as he’s as quiet as your son too, both snarky and clever, that’s for sure.

the day followed as plan, you went over to your cousin’s house to have lunch there since his other friends are over to catch up. apparently, kuroo and bokuto already messaged tsukishima about the lunch today and your husband just simply decides to forget about that plan, good thing kuroo messaged you personally about the lunch, the men was surely delighted to see your son again after almost 2 months. the lunch finished around 2 in the afternoon, meaning the three if you had time to take your son to his request on going to the planetarium, on the way home he fell asleep on his father’s arms as you initiate to drive.

tsukishima managed to get ready for his games after arriving home, changing to some shorts and old volleyball t-shirt that you remembered him complaining about it taking too much space on his closet, yet still kept them all. when your son woke up from his nap you also decided to change his clothes, same with his father so he could have some fun too, you copied their attire with the old jersey that tsukishima gave you during high school days, you could never predict how the game would unfold and you’ve learn from your mistake on wearing the right attire at the court, the boys love including you when they’re playing volleyball although sometimes tsukishima gets a little protective because their hits get a little bit rough and heavy.

“there they are! cute little family!” you heard bokuto said as he ran towards the three of you greeting you with a side hug as he proceed to pick up your son.

“quite nostalgic,” you heard tanaka says, who’s sitting next to kiyoko and their baby girl, you waved at them with a smile before making your way over to where akaashi and the other guys are sitting with tsukishima following behind. you wave a them and they greeted you back as settled down your things.

“you gonna play today?” akaashi asks you, then followed with a side hug.

“i might if bokuto and kuroo drag me to the court.” you said with a laugh, recalling that time when you were forced to play while wearing your jeans.

you felt tsukishima tap your shoulder so you turn your back to him then he started brushing your hair, tying it up.

“how domestic.” suna appeared behind you, you beam at him with a wave, you heard tsukishima clicking his tongue. you always find it amusing on how suna just manages to get on your husband’s nerves every time they see each other. maybe because during your first years and their first time in nationals, tsukishima saw you talking to suna, laughing along with him just before their match, he even saw you wish him luck. suna was just apologizing after hitting you with a ball on your legs. tsukishima definitely did not see it like that, he was annoyed that the opposing team was even talking to you, making you laugh even. he sulked until they won against the team, waving to suna smugly with his arms around your shoulder.

you watch for about 2 rowdy match until they started dragging you inside the court while you were having a snack with your boy, you played against tsukishima and surprisingly won with kuroo, kenma, bokuto, osamu, and tanaka on your team.

after the game, you all decided to have dinner at osamu’s onigiri place, catching up, repeating handful of stories you had during lunchtime earlier. you had to excuse yourself earlier than the rest as your son was starting to get weary and extra quiet, you let tsukishima know that he can stay longer to be with his friends but he obviously refused and insisted to go home with the two of you.

when you arrived home you helped your son get ready to bed, he was very drowsy but still obedient, following you to his room so you could tuck him to bed and pat him to sleep. when you’re confident that he’s already drifted away you went back to your room seeing your partner tapping away on his laptop, he heard your footsteps causing him to look up.

“getting some work done?” you ask him, as you made your way to the bathroom without waiting for his response, you heard his footsteps follow behind, his arms finding its way to your sides then leaning to leave a kiss on your shoulder.

“had to pass something.” he mumbled then curling his fingers at the hem of your shirt, tugging it upwards to help you get rid of it. “let’s shower.” he looked at you through the mirror infront before finding his way to your sweatpants doing the same thing to your now discarded top.

you turn your body towards him, only left with your undergarments now, hands traveling on his back going down and now on the curve of his ass, you gave it a light squeeze before smiling, he smirked at your action before removing his glasses placing them next to the sink and just like how he managed to removed your clothes, he unclasp your bra just as smooth before lifting you up and carrying you to the shower.

the bath that you were anticipating took longer than you assumed, even after all these years you two just seem to have a hard time keeping your hands to yourself.

“you good, hun?” he ask as he pulled the covers to both your bodies before wrapping his arms around your waist, your head on his chest, listening to his calm heartbeat. you hum to answer his question and gently rub your cheeks against his chest. “you’re aware we didn’t use any protection right?” his hand carding your hair as he said, you nodded with a small smile he can’t see. “i love you, and i will continue to do so until they found a spinosaurus alive and kicking.” you giggled at his nerdy response, he might’ve been watching dinosaurs documentary again with his son that he even remembers one of many names.

you look up at him and kiss his lips, “i love you too, kei. you’re the greatest husband and father we could ever ask for.” he peck your forehead before smiling and letting you lay your head back to his chest, automatically giving soft pats to your back as you drifted off to sleep.

[littlerequiem]

Hello!! I hope you are having a wonderful day/night! I was just wondering if you have any good Levi fanfic recommendations? Preferably x reader and canon-compliant? Ik this is so random lol I just feel like you would have good recommendations!! And in general even if they aren’t x reader or canon-compliant. Your writing is so good and I just know you would have good taste🥰

Hi, of course, happy to share recs :D Excuse the length of this, but I somehow ended up giving you my 5+ years worth of i-am-once-again-hopelessly-addicted-to-Levi AO3 bookmarks, heh. I tried to categorize them best I can.

These beautiful stories are mostly x Reader, a few x OC. Please heed the tags & if you can, let the authors know that you appreciate their writing (:

LEVI x READER RECS

CANON* LONG-FICS (*some are pre-canon or post-canon)

Dust, Diamond by maotkitty

Death's Door by SongsOfApollo

Veins of the Citadel by cinnamads

Felines and Canidae by veratrance / @veratrance

Through Peril and Refuge by post_academic

To You, 2,000 Feet Above by PrettyxVenom99 / @prettyxvenom99

His Wounded Heart Beats For One by UrbanDeity / @urbandeity

North Star by sixpennydame / @sixpennydame

Silver Soul by oi_levi / @bibblelevi

First Time Anthology by Levmada / @rivangel

Freedom & Death by killerpillar / @killerpillar

silver underground by tothestrongones / @amywritesthings

One Brushstroke At A Time by missEmpress

AU LONG-FICS

Paychecks with a Side of Intimacy (sugar daddy AU) by Milmie / @leyyvi

A Soul Beyond Salvation (western AU) by ananimegirlhasnoname / @ananimegirlhasnoname

Lessons in Patience (college AU) by almondblossoms1000 / @capricornlevi

As the Sparks Die (zombie AU) by wellitcouldbeworse3

Project Arcane (urban fantasy AU) by missEmpress

The Romance of Reimbursements (modern AU) by taomyou / @taomyou

To Sing a Song of Steel (fantasy AU) by CaptainDegenerate

House of Cards (royalty AU) by darlingheichou / @h0neylevi

Percolate (coffee shop AU) by heichoe / @heich0e

Kintsugi (figure skating AU) by @humanitys-strongest-brat

BOUND BY DUTY (royalty AU) by mrsackxrman / @atruewarrior

dark side of the moon (sci-fi/yakuza AU) by sixpennydame / @sixpennydame

To You, 1000 Years From Now (isekai) by darlingheichou / @h0neylevi

Unspoken Words (modern AU) by chaos_on_main / @chaotic-on-main

ONE-SHOTS/TWO-SHOTS (AU and canon)

Melt by chimeragarden / @chimera-garden

Mise En Place by gothgril69 / @gothgril69

[watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart] by djmarinizela

the mortal price of crossing twice by heichoe / @heich0e

we're all alone, ride it by alleviate / @alleviate-ao3

Kiss It Better by oi_levi / @bibblelevi

It's a Wrap! by jayteacups / @jayteacups

Thundershower by Levmada / @rivangel

SHADES OF GRAY by mrsackxrman / @atruewarrior

One Step from Hades by silesy

waking reverie by captain-hawks

All Too Familiar by jayteacups / @jayteacups

Your Safe Space by humanitysstrongestbamf / @humanitys-strongest-bamf

Desperation by veratrance / @veratrance

Under the Mistletoe by youre_ackermine / @youre-ackermine

Welcome Home by FlameTrashira / @flametrashira

Tea and Therapy by misspearlmd

For the Living by BreakingGround / @thechaoticarchivist

Last category is a Levi x Erwin x F!Reader story that I always recommend bc it altered my brain chemistry.

this is a story of the sea by shinzouing / @shinzouing

I didn't go into specifics or share fics from Tumblr bc this post would never end but, if you want, check out my rec tag and go give the fics on here all the love they deserve <3

( also, adding to that: the stories mentioned in this post are simply what I've personally read, it is by no means meant to exclude other fics/writers. Truth is, I have not read everything out there as I am just one person, so if anyone has any recs to add, feel free to add and continue to show support for different creators! )

Happy reading!! Divider by @/enchanthings.

[tsukimirecs]

levi ackerman // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

you’re drunk and ridiculous (and he can’t trust you with anyone else)

gestures

no funny business

as the spark dies

wild card

dust, diamonds

dirty money

nobody's fault but mine

traditions

time

the wife

crush

percolate

petals inked in red

spite

one million to one

power trip

ghost

silent treatment

love hate me

as the world caves in

two faced

bad romance

garden of tulips

plans

and when i see you smile, the clouds will clear

ghostly greetings

safe haven

panacea

sayonara

“may i?”

his wounded heart beats for one

beneath the pages

respite on black waters

galaxies past

overwhelming