synopsis: in which suna rintarto has always been eyeing the girl he thought was too far out of his reach.
notes: another sunarin fic that i wrote while waiting for my result last week. i thought of suna as a college student, so here he is! ଘ(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ apology in advance for any grammatical and spelling errors for english is not my first language. i hope you enjoy! :) x
suna instantly perks up from typing on his laptop as soon as he hears the bell on the coffee shop’s door chimes. straightening up his back, he watches as the familiar figure makes her way into the shop, walking straight to her favorite usual place; by the window, four feet away from where suna is currently sitting.
suna knows why that seat is her favorite.
the chair facing the window allows her to watch people walking, riding bikes, and generally just the hustle and bustle of the city outside.
suna has concluded that she enjoys watching people walking by the sidewalk just outside of the shop, not just people, she also finds joy in watching pets being walked by their owners. he remembers that one time he was looking at her direction and she was smiling by herself watching the little poodle on a leash crossing the street with its owner.
conclusion number two is because suna believes she is a dreamer and being close to the window makes it easier for her to daydream. he once saw her staring out of the window for too long without blinking, and suna was genuinely concern about how her eyes did not get dry from not blinking for a good amount of minutes.
suna has also concluded that she likes that seat because it is the furthest away from the door and the counter of the coffee shop. maybe she likes being away from people without distraction while doing her works? suna wonders.
but suna doesn’t really like the fact that that specific spot is her favorite.
contains. fluff, mentions of alcohol, established relationship, usage of the word “bunny” and “babe” as petname, soft boyfriend!suna taking care of you while you’re drunk even if you’re angry at him
wc. 2,000+
“‘Tsumu, you fuck! Why the hell did you fucking call him?!”
You glared at the blonde who’s currently sitting on the pavement with his hand on his head as he groans. He’s probably feeling like shit right now considering he drank too much alcohol earlier.
But still, your best friend managed to lift his head so he could glare back at you as he says, “Ugh, please, Y/N. We’re both drunk as fuck right now and we needed to go home. Kuroo was our ride earlier but he left so I had to call your boyfriend,” Atsumu mumbled, running his fingers through the messy locks sitting atop his head.
Before you can even snarl at him, you feel a hand placing on your back and smelling the familiar scent of Rintarō’s cologne, you quickly step away as you narrow your eyes at him.
You can see his eyes glinting with amusement for a second but it was gone just as fast it appeared. Sighing, your boyfriend removed his gaze from you to look at Atsumu.
“Hey, ‘Tsum,” he says as he walks closer to where the blonde is. “You should probably head inside the car now. Here,” Rintarō hands him a bottle of water.
“Fuck,” Atsumu grunts as he accepts the drink. “Thanks, man. I’ll head inside first.”
He stood up from where he’s sitting, then he started to walk. But before he walked far away from the two of you, Atsumu placed a hand on Rintarō’s shoulders saying, “Good luck with that one. She keeps on telling me how mad she is at you earlier.”
Rintarō chuckled while you felt annoyed after hearing what Atsumu said.
“Who’s side are you even on?” you rolled your eyes.
Atsumu only snickers. Then he started walking to get inside the car, leaving you and your boyfriend alone.
When Rintarō turns around to walk towards where you are, you immediately scowl at him.
“I don’t wanna go with you,” you state, eyes following his every move.
hey, pretty ain-gel (omg that's so bad) I HOPE YOU'RE DOING GOOD TODAY !!! If you have spare time, can I please request the tiktok nosey challenge where you pretend to get some tea from your bff?? saying things like, omg really ???!?! but the camere is pointed to Kuroo, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Suna and Atsumu? If my request is annoying or confusing, you can totally disregard this !!!
love u ain-gel, KITHES AND BIG HUGS
HAIKYUU BOYS REACTION TO TIKTOK TREND WHERE YOU PRETEND TO GET GOSSIP INFRONT OF THEM
a/n — hope you enjoy baby !! i’ve seen this trend before so hopefully i did it justice,, kithes + hugs <3
☾ ATSUMU you see him instantly perk up at the fake facetime tone, glancing at you as he grabs a shirt from his closet before throwing it on, walking to sit at your feet on the bed. “omg no way! they didn’t?” he literally whips around so fast at your words, scrambling onto the bed to lean up your figure a little, squinting as he tries to listen before turning to pout at you “baby! what ya talkin’ about? put it on speaker a wanna know too!” you nudge him slightly before letting out a dramatic gasp at your supposed friend over the phone, feeling atsumu flop ontop of your stomach before trying to not so discreetly shove himself under your hands, trying to sneak a peak at your phone screen with a whine “angel, let me see! a tell ya all of ma gossip, ya can’t be keepin’ the good stuff from me, ya traitor!” gets all huffy when you say it’s a joke cos he was so ready for the drama sigh.
☾ BOKUTO grinned at you when he heard the facetime tone, whisper shouting from across the room “baby, who is it? tell them i said hi!” waiting for you to say it with a little smile before his eyes widen at your gasp, slapping your hand over your mouth “you’re kidding? there’s no way they did that?” you watch him try to quietly get up from his place at the table, mouth parted curiously as he walks over to you on the couch, slowly sliding onto the other side “baby! tell me, what’s going on? what did they do?” he watches you so intently, trying to be quiet. everytime you gasp or slap your hand over your mouth in shock he does the same, mirroring your shock even though he doesn’t know what’s happening lmao. you eventually tell him it’s a joke when you see his hair gradually edge it’s way into the frame, he was sad it wasn’t your friend though cos he wanted to say hi.
☾ IWAIZUMI you were at the kitchen table as he tidied the kitchen a little, seeing him turn slightly when he heard the facetime tone before trying to be a little softer with his movements, making sure not to make too much noise while you ‘spoke with your friend.’ “OMG NO WAY? YOUVE GOT TO BE KIDDING?” his head snaps up when you shout, eyebrows furrowed and lips pulled into a pout, wondering what the hell you’re shouting about but still not wanting to interrupt your call. thinks you don’t notice how not so discreetly he seems to be cleaning things close to you, edging closer to you while his eyebrows raise and furrow with each one of your gasps, he eventually catches a glimpse of himself in the camera and ends up so grumpy when he realises it’s a prank “hey! i wasn’t being nosey, i-i just thought something was wrong, dumbass.”
☾ SUNA you’d heard him coming home from practice and decided to play the facetime tone just as he walked into the room, gasping when he enters at the screen “no way? i cant believe they did that!” you watch his eyes narrow as he drops his gym bag, tipping his head at you as if asking you what’s going on - literally has no shame walking over to you and sitting next to you on the couch, but he still waits until your ‘facetime call’ is over, pulling you into his side “so what was that about, pretty baby?” you end up having to tell him it’s a prank and he calls you a brat, but lucky for you he brought gossip from practice that he’s willing to share, even though he’ll tease you with it before “huh? i don’t know, maybe i’ll facetime samu first, how about it, pretty baby?”
☾ KUROO he was flicking through some random paperwork on the couch as you sat on the chair across from him, playing the facetime tune before pretending to answer, tetsurō just continuing with his work. “i can’t believe that? omg that’s so bad!” he almost jumps up, head snapping up at your words before he’s flailing his arms, trying to catch your attention “kitten! hey, ever heard of speaker come on?” you pretend you don’t hear him but everytime you gasp or act shocked he’s acting like it physically hurts him, shooting you a glare before huffing and flopping around “you said no secrets! i thought you loved me, kitten. after everything i’ve done.” when you ‘hang up’ he literally acts like he’s dead until he hears whatever you were talking about.
stifling a chuckle, you look back down and continue packing up atsumu’s things into the suitcase.
hospital stays require a lot of maintenance, especially when he’s been here for weeks. as much as you look forward to leaving this sterile place, he’s going to be in so much pain once the meds wear off.
appendectomies are a bitch, and with the way that atsumu’s just continuing to stare at you from the bed, stars and a transcendent wonder in his eyes, the anaesthesia isn’t doing him much good either.
with a small tug and grunt, you click the zipper tags into place, shooting him a small smile as you hop off the luggage case.
“okie dokes.” you glance at the clock hanging on the white wall, septic and telling, noon. should be check out time now. “let’s get you home.”
his eyes widen just as the sound of a door quietly clicks shut.
“home?” atsumu pauses, gazing up at you in amazement. “you mean i know you?”
you laugh at his shy, hopeful grin. “you can say that.”
it’s been a while since you’ve seen the motley pink crawl up his cheeks. in the early stages of your relationship, you almost thought that they were permanent. that was before he got so brazen, soon turning the teasing on you instead.
this is a refreshing reminder of those first cosmic sparks that bloomed with time and space.
quinn speaks: someone pls get me a boyfriend... this is getting embarrassing
— KOZUME KENMA
kenma often stays up late to game. he never expects you to wait up for him, but you often find yourself on the living room couch as he sits in front of the tv and meticulously clicks on his controller. kenma always notices when you lay down behind him, although you usually stay quiet as a mouse.
he looks back to check on you periodically; sometimes you'll be scrolling on your phone or have a book in hand. but once it hits the 1:00 am mark, you always find yourself curling up and falling asleep. so, kenma will pause his game and make sure to grab your favorite blanket -- you've never explictly said this, but he can tell as it's the one you always grab -- and drape it over your sleeping figure.
after that, he won't stay up too much longer. kenma always finds himself curling up right next to you.
— SUNA RINTAROU
you think suna is seriously addicted to back hugs. you'll be standing at the kitchen counter, just grabbing a few things out of the cabinets for dinner, and then your boyfriends will apere out of thin air. arms wrapping around your middle and head resting on top of yours.
when you stand in front of the mirror to put on your various jewlery pieces, he'll be there in just a few seconds. trailing kisses down your neck and shoulders, whispering about how pretty you look.
outings with your friends should be safe right? nope, suna is just a clingy around your shared friends despite the shit that he gets from the twins. suna will just bury himself deeper into you. fingers gripping a bit tighter at your hips, arms a bit more flexed against you, and head buried so far into your hair that you're concerned for his air supply.
what can he say, back hugs are the perfect way to go in any situations.
— TSUKISHIMA KEI
does he do it on purpose? or is it just a reflex after all this time? as soon as you're in arms length, tsukishima gently tucks the hairs that frames your face behind your ears. when you sit across from each other when eating dinner, when your scanning the bookshelves at your local library, and especially when laying in bed together.
you don't dare confront him about this little habit, scared if you mention it he'll stop. so, instead you bask in confusion. every time he tucks your hair back, your checks flush for a few seconds and your eyes go wide before you regain control and continue doing whatever you were doing before his interruption.
little do you know, that's exactly why he does it. he knows that he can easily fluster you with his words, but doing it with his actions is just so much more fun.
— KAGEYAMA TOBIO
anytime kageyama's fingers brush against yours, within seconds he is slipping his hand into yours. no matter where you are or what you're doing, his finger will lace with yours and he won't let go until he absolutely has to.
right before press conferences his coach will have to grip his jersey and tug him along, a sad pout gracing his features for a few seconds as he looks at you longingly. in busy crowds while waiting for the subway, he'll grab onto your hand and make sure that his grip is strong enough to keep you close to him. at home when your sitting at the dining room table, typing away on your laptop and just taking a break to stretch your fingers out. in those situations you find yourself typing with just one hand while the other rubs circles on kageyama's knuckles.
kageyama doesn't quite know why he does it. maybe it's because of the way your palm fits perfectly in his or maybe it's because it keeps him from picking at his cuticles or rather it's because the warmth in your hand that just seems to shoot straight up his body. he doesn't really care to find a reason to his actions, he'd rather just spend more time holding your hand in his.
summary: cute things some of the boys do as your boyfriend
pairings: akaashi keiji x reader, bokuto koutarou x reader, ushijima wakatoshi x reader
genre: fluff
warnings: akaashi rest his hand on reader's thigh, ushijima briefly thinks about having kids with reader (if there's something, please tell me!)
quinn speaks: can y'all tell how much i love them?
— AKAASHI KEIJI
akaashi will drive you anywhere. you mention that you need to get a new winter coat, akaashi will drop what he's doing and grab his keys. you're going out to get grocieries for dinner tonight, akaashi is already slipping on his shoes and taking the keys from your grasp.
during long road trips he'll always be behind the wheel while you sit next to him, navigating and playing music. your road trips always seem to stretch on really long as akaashi isn't too much of a fan of energy drink or drinking tons of coffee. he'd rather spend the night in a little inn than driving at night when he's already getting drowsy.
it's not like he won't let you drive or that he thinks you're a bad driver, it's nothing like that. it's just he subconciously does it. he'll hear the jingle of the keys and rush to the front door to accompany you to where ever it is you need to go.
it's okay though. he always does that thing where he rest his hand on the back of your headrest when reversing. you get to see his tongue poking out a little, a habit that's stuck from young age, in order to focus. the way his hand rest on your thigh doesn't have you complaining either.
— BOKUTO KOUTAROU
bokuto's apartment is nicer than yours. it always confuses you when he comes over and makes himself right at home, especially when you see the way he acts in his own apartment.
he's stiff when sitting on his couch, but sprawls out on yours. he barely ever uses his kitchen, but he teaches you how to make his favorite foods in yours. his shower consists of a bottle of shampoo and body wash that your sure have been there since you've started dating, but he always digs into your sugar scrubs, lotions, and various soaps. he's always up late either scrolling on his phone or just laying and looking at the ceiling while in his bed, but within minutes of being laying on your comforter, he's out like a light.
bokuto likes your apartment. it's full of things that just scream your name. the various pieces of art work that hang on your walls are much more sentimental than the ones his interior designer had picked out for his apartment. the different types of plants that are scattered in every corner of your house just give more life to your place.
finally you ask him. why? why does he want to be in your little apartment when its an extra 20 minutes away from his work and when it's almost 1/3 of the size of his and when you've got new problems that pop up every other week.
at first he doesn't answer and you're worried you've scared him off or said something wrong. but then he takes his hands in yours and tells you, "it just feels like home because of you."
— USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI
children have never been especially drawn to him. instead, the stoic look on his face scares them and his large build only solidifies those feelings. it's never really bothered him, or rather he doesn't let it bother him too much. he knows that he's intimidating, even to grown adults, so he doesn't worry about it.
however, as soon as he started dating you, children would flock around the pair of you. every date and outing you've been on with him, at least one kid has approached you. they always come up to you first, still a little uneasy of the big man that stands next to you.
lost kids that cry about their moms and dads, kids who tell you that you're pretty while bashfully hiding behind their hands, kids that ask you to pass them the ball when it stumbles in front of you. you always handle them with grace and cheer.
lost children get to hold your hand as you ask them questions and look around for their parents. you always compliment the bashful children, their cheeks glowing at your kind and genuine words. kids who wave at you and send you big smiles as you kick or throw their ball back.
ushijima knows it's early to be thinking about this, but he can't help it. he hopes that with time, you'll hold the same warmth towards the both of your future children.
warnings: late night walks/runs, reader wears an oversized sweater, and bo is afraid of the dark (if there's something, please tell me!)
quinn speaks: best boy <33 wrote this last night when i couldn't sleep
— BOKUTO KOUTAROU
bokuto sat up in his bed. after tossing and turn for what seemed like hours, he had come to the conclusion that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. his head pounded, but not in a bad way that makes you want to squint your eyes and rub your temples. no, it was in a good way. thoughts racing, not even the music playing in his ears could cover them up.
every thought seemed to be linked to you. everything little thing just reminded him of you.
he really should go to sleep seeing as he had practice in the morning, he reasoned with himself.
you always got to school early and would run into bokuto during his morning practices. always sending him a kind smile and shy wave before you continued on your way. sometimes he would follow after you just to see where you were headed and without fail, you would tuck yourself in the same corner of the school library everyday.
even on the days when you seemed tired, bags under your eyes a bit darker and yawns more frequent, you would arrive on schedule every time.
the covers were too hot.
on rainy days, you wore a blue and green sweater to class. it draped over your figure, way too big for you. he wondered if it was your boyfriends or your brothers or maybe a friend? he wanted it to be his, because the way you brought your hands over the sleeve to make sweater paws and the way you buried yourself in the collar when a gust of wind would come into the classroom. it drove him crazy.
he wanted to bury you in blankets and oversized sweater alike on days like that. bring you warm tea and fuzzy socks, anything to make you feel comfortable on the colder days in tokyo.
it was too dark in his room.
the lights flickered off in the classroom as students began to panic. the snow that was falling from the window certainly had to be the cause of the black out. bokuto never really had liked the dark, always opting to sleep with a night light whenever possible and never go on runs too late into the night.
you seemed to notice the way he tensed up and anxiously bounced his leg. with a light tap to his shoulder, he whipped around to face you. one hand outstretched and holding an earbud, gesturing for him to take it. as soon as he placed it in his ear, he swore the best song he had ever heard came on.
his hands were sweaty.
bokuto laid on the floor of the gym, all tired out from practice. he made his way towards the doors, thanking his coaches, teammates, and mangers before leaving with his bag slung on his shoulder and water bottle in his hand.
the closing of the east entrance door made his head swivel. down the stairs you padded, making your way the same direction he was walking. calling out to you, he asked what you were still doing at school so late.
with your explanation out of the way, he told you he would walk you home. it didn't come without some refusal on your part, but after he explained that he wouldn't feel right if your walked home alone in the dark, you agreed. truthfully, while you were relieved -- partially fearing the walk home -- bokuto was more anxious than ever.
but eventually, bokuto would retire. face on one pillow and arm hugging another one, thoughts of what it would feel like to finally hold you in his arms plaguing his mind before his droopy lids fell.
he would soon find out, he figured. on the bedside table a neatly written speech and dainty little neckless, both had your name written all over them.
summary: cuddling between reader and some of the boys!
pairing: miya atsumu x reader, kita shinsuke x reader, aone takanobu x reader
genre: fluff
warnings: atsumu pulling you to cuddle, kissing your neck, and tickling you — thunderstorms and forehead kisses in kita's — staddling aone for some kisses (if there’s something, please tell me!)
quinn speaks: i think i've caught the cuddle bug :/
— MIYA ATSUMU
atsumu clings onto you as the both of you watch the scary movie playing on his television. blood splatter flashes across the screen as both you and your boyfriend cringe and look away.
“really? don’t separate now ya idiot!” atsumu groaned as he dug his fingers into the flesh of your waist and hid his face in the crook of your neck.
soon after he said that, a high pitched scream could be heard as atsumu’s hands grew even tighter on you. “babe, loosen your hands,” you told him as he just whined into your neck.
“can we turn this off?” he mumbled, definitely a bit embarrassed. even though you couldn't see his face a pink blush was making its way up his neck and to his ears.
“course we can.” you reached for the remote and turned off the television. much to your surprise, atsumu gripped your hips so that you were now laying down on the couch; back up against his chest, he covered your neck in feathering kisses.
it’s like he was reading your mind. as soon as you opened your mouth, atsumu was already answering your question. “just wanna stay like this awhile, sweetheart,” his words were a bit muffled in your skin, but you were able to make it out.
“don’t worry tsum, i'll protect you,” you cooed at him. atsumu rolled his eyes at your teasing and quickly his fingers were dancing across your stomach, laughs and giggles spilling from your mouth along with insincere apologies.
— KITA SHINSUKE
kita held you close as thunder clapped, the both of you were huddled under the covers of your shared bed. the pattering of rain was heard on the roof and windows, all in all it was quite peaceful aside from the cracks of thunder that happened sporadically.
it wasn’t like kita and you were afraid of a bit of thunder and lightning, but this storm in particular was really bad. so bad that kita's work had been called off for a week and you had gotten the okay to work from home.
one of kita's arms was wrapped around your waist and the other one was cradling the back of your head. a particularly loud clap had you gripping onto kita’s soft sweater and your boyfriend brought you closer to him, if that was even possible at this point.
“doing okay?” he asked you softly.
“yeah, you?” you replied, voice muffled a bit due to your position.
“yeah, baby, i'm okay,” he told you. kisses were placed on your hairline as you hummed in content.
suddenly the thunder didn’t seem so loud compared to the steady beat of kita's heart and slowly but surely, it lulls you to sleep. kita watched as your features became relaxed and your hands seemed to loosen their hold on him. he decided to follow you into sleep, shifting slightly to tangle your legs with his a bit tighter and pulling your head under his chin.
rain continues to hit down as you and kita cling onto each other.
— AONE TAKANOBU
aone sat on the couch, hands laced together as he twirled his thumbs. half his attention was on the television show playing in front of him and the other half was on the door near the kitchen. you texted him saying you had to stay a bit later than usual and that he could start on dinner if he wanted. aone decided to wait, despite the growling from his stomach, but the ache in his heart was much stronger.
work wasn’t necessarily hard today, but it did tire him out a bit more than usual. his lower back is sore and his eyelids a bit droopy, sleepiness almost overtaking him.
when he heard the familiar jiggling of your keys and the hinges of your door creaking softly as the door opened, he got up from his spot on the couch but didn’t move to meet you. aone never wanted to take away your space, especially when you got home from work. no matter how much he longed to hold you and place his lips against yours.
“honey?” you called out a pet name as you slipped off your shoes and set down your bag. you moved around the house to find your boyfriend and finally finding him, you brought your arms around his neck as he planted hands on your waist.
he glanced down nervously at your lips, so you leaned in as to tell him that you wanted the same thing. your lips stayed together as he brought you down to the couch, now your legs on either side of his outer thighs.
the kisses were long and sweet, almost longing. soon you pulled away and rested your head on the man's shoulder as he hooked his head over your shoulder. you could feel him breath deeply against your neck as well as the feeling of his hands crawling up your back to rub it lightly.
you stayed like this for a like while longer before tugging your head from its spot on him to look him in the eyes. "wanna get take out and watch our show?" you suggested with a quirk of your head.
"yeah, you can order from here right?" his eyes didn't meet your as he mumbled the last part of his sentence. luckily, you were able to catch onto what he was saying and in response you giggled lightly and pulled your phone out of your pocket, dialing the familiar number.
