requested by @bokuroo-supremacy: “so i watched this and i wanted to make a request for how iwaizumi, plus anyone of your choice would react to being called pretty :D” (bb u sent it in my submissions box & not my ask box that’s why i’m posting it like this :))
SEMI : turns around to the other side of the bed doesn’t move or anything but just admires you for a bit ,, gets up with bed head still barely even awake he starts walking towards the kitchen to make you your go to drink in the morning
OIKAWA : during your morning routine , telling you in the middle of brushing your teeth to ‘get ready’ because you two are going out for a surprise ,, he had flowers ready for you once you came out the room dressed up and ended up having breakfast at a small cafe everything felt so calm that morning
KUROO : he’d wake up just a little bit earlier than you and rather than waking you up he lets you sleep in for a bit ,, but that doesn’t mean you won’t hear this 16375 “sleepy head” jokes later in the morning ,, you two sit on sofa watching your favorite show together as you wait for your iced coffee and food to be delivered .
notes: fluff, embarrassed megumi, best friends confessing their feelings over breakfast, very soggy pancakes :(
summary: the continuation of begin
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“we need some distance,” megumi uttered while sticking his fork into the pancakes on the table between the two of you.
you froze, already dreading what this meant.
“are we taking a break?” you mumbled back, carefully watching his reaction.
“taking a break from what? honestly, i don’t know,” he said as he swiped the syrup off your cheek with his thumb and stuck it between his lips.
“i don’t know either,” you admitted as you watched his tongue swipe across his finger.
he added another pancake to your plate and settled back into his chair.
“i like you,” he muttered, avoiding your curious eyes. “but it feels like a lot at once and i don’t think we are ready,” he finished, finally catching your gaze.
“i like you too,” you finished, and managed to glimpse megumi’s shy blush before he hid his face with his hand.
he unconsciously inched his fingers towards yours, and you linked your index finger with his.
“we can take it slow. we have all the time in the world,” he mused after a few seconds of thought.
“are we going to go for it?” you asked.
“yeah, i think we should,” he earnestly answered. “i would never regret giving us a try.”
he then glanced at you, nervously dropping his gaze to your mouth.
“can i kiss you?” he asked, the delivering the words quickly and almost incoherently.
you nodded before leaning across his dining table, heart pounding in anticipation.
you were hyper aware of his actions, focusing on the hand that he wrapped around the curve of your jaw to guide you to his lips and his warm exhale across your cheeks.
just as your breath hitched before you met him in the middle, he pulled you into a deep kiss, one that made all the blood rush to your head and left you breathless.
after breaking away for air, he couldn’t help but move to your side of the table before pulling you in again.
his hand found yours along the way and your fingers locked with his, a natural motion.
cw :: mentions of an arcade date , missing your dorky bf
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genre :: fluff
notes :: this was written really impulsively <//3
looking at the time while sleepily rubbing your eyes you smile at your lockscreen it’s a photo of your boyfriend and you being absolute dorks . to be more specific it’s a strip of photos that you two took at a photo booth , in your favorite arcade place . remembering this day so specifically because everything in that moment just felt so right .
you two acted like children it felt like just the two of you , laughing as loud as possible , the quick witt teasing , competitiveness between both of you with the claw machines . this lead to you thinking of when you caught him stopping to stand and admire you . trying to make your way to the claw machines with the big bears you see that he’s stopped and ask him why he stopped walking . he just smiles at you and tells you nothing baby i just think you’re perfect for me that’s all . once these words came out from his lips it felt as if your world had stopped , now coming to a realization that he might just be your world . finding him crouched down trying to start another machine you nuzzle into his shoulder whispering to him you might just be perfect for me too . you didn’t even realize but thinking of this memory has you smiling at your phone like a hopeless romantic in love . his love felt so different from others , it felt warm , comforting , almost like home . atsumu miya’s way of loving was different . he’s your favorite form of love .
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