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NCT Fic Rec Masterlist

hi! this is the comprehensive list of all my favorite nct fics so far based off my personal tastes and being on tumblr for way too long. i hope this helps you find a fic that you enjoy!

➺ last updated: 07/22/2020

#fave #masterlist #nct #nct recs

dazzlingjaeyun

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ seeing jake sing young & alive on lee mujin service got me thinking about childhood best friend!jake who’s so excited for you to come home for summer break that he needs to be the one to pick you up from the airport. the second he spots you walking through the arrivals gate, he sprints towards you with a big smile on his face, and tightly slings his arms around your waist.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ after settling in his dad’s car, childhood best friend!jake connects his phone to the aux, just to play the playlist you have shared since the second year of middle school. you catch up about how exams went, and jake updates you about all the hometown drama you missed while being away, and about his plan to go to europe to spend a semester abroad.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ once he pulls up in your driveway, childhood best friend!jake takes out your suitcase, carries it inside your family’s house and up the stairs to your bedroom – and stays for dinner, ‘cause how could he turn down an invitation from your mom?

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ the next day in the afternoon, childhood best friend!jake sits in your backyard to inflate the tires of your bike and oil the squeaky chain, because he insists on cycling to the beach and watch the sunset like you so often did back in high school summer breaks. he stays next to you the entire way, only falling behind you to make space for others wherever the path isn't broad enough. you talk about everything and nothing – new people you’ve met, old interests you still share – everything except for the way his heart skips a beat whenever the sunlight reflects in your eyes oh so prettily or the way the corners of your lips automatically shoot up too whenever he smiles.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ once you pick your spot, and when the sun begins to set and the wind starts to feel a little colder, childhood best friend!jake takes off his hoodie and carefully pulls it over your head. it smells like the fabric softener his mom has been using ever since you can remember, faintly like a perfume you haven’t smelled on him before, and a lot like him. so much that it almost feels like home.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ for a long while, the two of you just reminisce. about the summer camps you used to go to together, and the time you dragged him to an elective spanish class that you both just stopped attending after week three because he was terrible at it and you didn’t want to go alone. you bring up the cockroach that crawled up his leg during one of your school trips, and he reminds you of the expired chocolate milk from your high school’s cafeteria that gave you food poisoning for a week. then suddenly, childhood best friend!jake pulls a crumpled piece of paper out of the pockets of his jeans and hands it to you. “do you remember this too?”

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ reading through the lines, your eyes widen slightly as you recognize the words as the confession letter to your crush that childhood best friend!jake helped you to write in year seven. you’d bugged him for a week until he’d given in and sat down with you, only to furrow his eyebrows in disgust with every line you suggested. though the letters are faded now, you can still clearly see where jake crossed out a word to correct it right above in his own handwriting – and you can’t help but chuckle at the memory of his wide eyes when he asked you why you could spell ‘onomatopoeia’ the day before in english class, but not the word ‘definitely’.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ and when you ask “why do you have this?”, childhood best friend!jake confesses that he never actually slipped it in your crush’s gym bag right before pe class like he promised you. he explains that the guy didn’t deserve you, and that as your best friend, jake couldn’t see you get together with a douchebag. “we were like 12 years old, jake,” you laugh, but he defends: “he did cheat on his girlfriend in our final year though, so i was right about him being a douchebag."

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ you don’t know how much time passes until you decide to slowly cycle back home. you’re not sure if, now that it’s dark, he really stays just a little closer by your side or if you’re imagining that – but you’re almost certain that when he hugs you goodbye in front of your door, he does sling his arms around you a little tighter than usually. when he lets go and offers you a gentle smile and a whispered “good night”, you quickly hold his wrist before he can turn around to leave. “your hoodie,” you remind him. but childhood best friend!jake insists you keep it. he gently pulls the hood over your head, and tenderly grabs both of your hands to bury them inside the front pocket.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ there, your fingers brush against what feels like another piece of paper, but before you can pull it out and ask childhood best friend!jake if he needs it, he’s already halfway down the street. still, you slowly unfold it, stomach immediately dropping when your eyes scan over the first few sentences. because jake rewrote your entire, stupidly cringe seventh grade confession letter, but actually managed to make everything sound nice. the way he mentioned the fuzzy feeling you’ve also grown familiar with over the past at least two years, how he explained that he almost kissed you before you left for college but managed to hold back last second – all the way to the last line, where he confessed that he ‘definitely likes you more than a friend’. the same ending that he corrected so many years ago.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ and just like that, you run after him, your legs blindly carrying you the way you’ve gone so many times – until you can see the red tail light of his bike. before you can think about it, you call out his name, the silent neighborhood easily carrying your voice. and childhood best friend!jake turns around, quickly gets off his bike and walks towards you. but just when he wants to ask if everything is okay, you reach for the collar of his shirt, and pull him in for a kiss.

⋆˚｡. ᵎᵎ for a second, he just stands there, shocked. but then, he lets go of his bike and slings his arms around your waist instead – only to pull you closer and fully melt into the kiss. and in that moment, childhood best friend!jake couldn’t care less about the loud thud the metal causes as it hits the floor, or about the fact that you’re standing in the middle of the road. because he finally gets to feel what he’s been wanting to feel, wanting to tell you, for so long. and only now does it really feel like you’ve come back home. <3

#enhypen #jake sim #jake #sim jaeyun

citruzee

kuroo always somehow ended up behind you in the kitchen.

you were standing in front of the stove, humming quietly while trying to stir somthing that probably looked way easier on tiktok than it actually was.

“i got it,” kuroo said from behind you.

before you could even move, warm hands settled lightly on your waist.

“careful,” he murmured, gently nudging you a tiny step to the side. “hot pan comin’ through.”

you huffed. “i was fine.”

“mmhm.” he moved past with the pan, way too smug for someone holding dinner hostage. “and i’d rather not have my favorite girl get burned.”

he set it down before coming right back, resting his chin on top of your head for a second.

“you okay?”

“yes,” you mumbled.

“good.” he stole a peice of food straight from the plate.

“tetsu!”

“quality control, baby.”

—

you reached for the grocery bags.

kuroo gave you a look.

you froze.

“…what?”

he lifted one brow, already carrying half the bags in one hand like it was nothing.

“what did i say?”

you sighed dramaticly. “that you can carry them.”

“right.”

“i have arms, tetsu.”

“yeah, pretty ones.” he reached over and took the last bag before you could argue. “so let me.”

you rolled your eyes, trying to grab the door handle instead.

another look.

that stern, unimpressed one.

you stopped instantly.

“…seriously?”

“seriously.”

he opened the door with a little nod. “after you.”

“you’re annoying.”

“and yet,” he bumped your shoulder lightly, grinning, “you still like me.”

#haikyuu!!#kuroo #kuroo testuro

winteraess

Night Shift - Suna Rintaro x Reader

in which you fall for your mysterious and gorgeous neighbor next door.

wc- 4k

You didn’t think much of it, I mean, these meetings were just late-night rendezvous that became a habit for you, not because of him, of course. It had nothing to do with Rin–at least that’s what you kept telling yourself. He was there for you, though, offering an escape from the real world in the form of snacks and late-night talks. It just felt nice to talk to someone who didn’t know anything about you other than the fact that you live next door and are a great conversationalist. You didn’t even mean to start whatever this was between you two, and definitely didn’t intend for it to stay in your mind like a craving, but you know you can’t imagine pulling away. Not that you even want to.

“Are you paying attention?” your desk mate says, disrupting your cloudy thoughts and bringing you back into the classroom. Right– you were in chemistry, not up on the roof with Rin. You were supposed to be listening to your teacher’s lecture, but instead, you were overthinking your nightly meetings with your neighbor, Rin. It wasn’t usual for you to be so stressed over something like this, but you had realized that you didn’t actually know anything about him– at least not at the rate he knew about you. You usually were the one who talked, leaving him to listen and give little “mhm’s” of acknowledgement. He rarely spoke about himself or his personal life, and you figured he just was more of a listener than a talker, or that he was too tired to lead the conversation; the meetings were late at night.

“Yeah, sorry,” you sighed, leaning back in your chair and taking a breath before focusing on the teacher, even if your mind wanted so desperately to wander back to him.

The day became a muddy haze that dragged on, with student council meetings, classes, and other clubs. You were quite popular at school due to your bubbly nature and how easy people found it to talk to you. Even though it became a hassle since everyone began to use you as a therapist. Every day, like clockwork, someone would come to you with problems, and you’d give the best advice you could, trying to ignore the way all these negative drama-filled issues–which had nothing to do with you– began to harbor in your mind. At first, you had been happy to help, but it became overbearing. You started to feel like people would rather come to you to vent rather than come to you because they want to talk to you.

Of course, you still had your friends who didn’t use you constantly for advice, but you can’t count how many times people come to you in public settings asking to talk privately. It began to make you wonder if you were worth anything to these people other than someone sweet who would listen to them rant. What about you?

That’s why your nights with Rin became so special. He didn’t ask you for anything; he just let you rant for a change. However, after nearly a month of talking about yourself, you had started to wonder about him, too. You had been so caught up in yourself that you didn’t even think about how little you knew about him. You’d made a list of what you know about him: he's your age, maybe a few months younger, tall (even though he’s sitting most of the time), and that he doesn’t care much for school, but he’s in the student council like you are. Which isn’t a lot, so you decided to ask him more about himself tonight.

“Thinking hard?” you heard a voice say. You looked over to see Rin climbing up onto your roof, carrying what appeared to be a bag from a convenience store. You hadn’t been waiting on your roof for long, since you had some sort of mutual agreement to come outside by 11:30 pm to see each other.

You give him a knowing smile as he sits down, emptying the contents of the bag onto the rooftop. “Do you want me to be honest?” you ask, grabbing one of the banana milks–that you know he specifically got for you– and poking your straw through it. He shrugs, “Yeah, always,” he says, setting a pillow in his lap and motioning for you to lie down in it. You take his offer, figuring the comfort might help you ease up and ask him what you actually want to know.

His expression was nonchalant as you lay your head into his lap, but you could tell he was curious as to what got you thinking so hard.

“I rant about myself so much that I realized I haven’t left much room to talk about you,” you say with a small pout on your face. He looked down at you, and you could feel his eyes studying you even if you were looking away at the bright stars that covered the midnight sky. “What do you want to know?” he whispered, his hand slowly coming up to brush a few strands of your hair behind your ear. “I wouldn’t say I’m all that interesting.”

You let out a small laugh, “I’d say otherwise,” and his hand continues to run through your hair, “I mean, you have me interested and I barely know anything about you.”

“You didn’t finish your banana milk, I got that for you, you know,” he says, an attempt to deflect the conversation away from himself. Your eyebrows crease in disdain as you turn your eyes towards him, “I’m not talking about that stuff, Rin,” you mutter, “I’m talking about you.”

He sighs, seemingly in defeat. He hesitates to speak, but eventually whispers to you, “My name is Rintaro Suna.”

“Rintaro, huh?” you smile, happy to even be getting an inkling about him at all. He nods with a shrug, “Yeah, I let you call me Rin. Most people just call me Suna or very rarely Sunarin.” He tilted his head back to look up at the sky, worried about making eye contact with you since he knew the conversation was going to get deeper. He then gave a slight shrug, as if thinking about whether he should continue with the conversation or attempt to divert the attention. "What else do you want to know?" he asked, his voice more thoughtful and meaningful than you were used to hearing from him.

You hesitated for a moment, trying to choose a question that wouldn’t make him feel cornered, but would give you a glimpse into the side of him that he kept hidden– or mostly one you have been too blind to ask about. Finally, you asked, "You’ve never really talked about your family. What’s that like for you?"

Rin seemed to mull over the question, his eyes still on the sky, before he finally spoke up. "Family’s complicated," he said slowly, mostly in a whisper as if he was still reluctant to get further into it. "We don’t talk much, but it’s not like I care either,” he says, his hand now tracing circles on your shoulder in an attempt to level himself. “It’s just the way things are. You get used to it."

You nodded, not wanting to push him too far and cause him to get further from your grasp when you’re making so much progress. “Sounds lonely to me,” you mumble, subconsciously rubbing his thigh with a pout. “I guess, but I’m used to it,” he shrugs, “and I have you to keep me company all night anyway.

You hummed in acknowledgement, trying to ignore the way that made your chest swell. The silence stretched for a moment, with both of you lost in your thoughts. Despite only knowing just a little bit about his personal life now, you felt like you had learned something new, a small piece of the puzzle that was the man you spent nearly every night with for the past month. You knew he wasn’t easy to read, but his presence was like your sanctuary. You were allowed to actually be yourself with him, and it made him your safe place. You wanted so desperately to be that for him, too.

You poked his thigh, "What else?" you asked. "Tell me something about you that no one else knows. I’m good at keeping secrets,” you say with a cheeky smile.

Rin bit his lip softly, considering the question before he allowed a small smirk to tug at the corner of his mouth. "I like Instagram reels," he teased, the playful tone insinuating he was again trying to deflect from talking about anything too personal.

You rolled your eyes, though a small smile tugged at your lips. "Something more interesting, Rin."

His slender fingers stopped their ministrations on your shoulder, “I play volleyball,” he said, and you quirked a brow at him. “That’s it?” and he blinked slowly at you, “That's it, yeah.”

You let out a groan, “Oh my gosh, you're impossible to get information out of.” You turn towards him in his lap, “Treat it like a resume, you need to be more specific so that I’ll actually learn stuff about you. “Censor that, I’m scared of jobs,” he says, his expression blank, but you know it's an attempt at a playful retort. You deadpan him, causing him to sigh. “I’m a middle blocker and a starter.”

You giggle, “Better.”

There was more silence, but it felt comfortable than anything. “What if I fall asleep here, Rin?” you whispered, feeling your eyes get heavy. “I’ll carry you inside,” he whispers back, causing you to giggle. “Yeah? Can you carry me?’ and he snorts, “I’m stronger than I look under these baggy clothes.”

“Proof or it didn't happen,” you mumble, and he laughs slightly, “maybe if you earn it,” he says. “Just you wait,” you mumble, your eyes feeling heavy as he runs his hand down the curve of your waist.

The morning glow came in through the blinds, causing you to wake you up. You squinted at the brightness before you realized he really had carried you back to your room like he said he would. You turn over, burying your face into your pillow with muffled whines as you try to remember every moment of last night before the deep reality of the rest of the world sinks in. Your phone buzzes, snapping you out of your thoughts of Rin and the way he made you feel.

You mumbled curses about whoever was texting you so early on a weekend, before your eyes registered the name. “Rin..?” you questioned, sitting up in surprise before you read the message. “Hey, lock your window. I couldn’t lock it from the outside.”

You feel your face flush as you realize he definitely did carry you into bed, and even tucked you in with the way the blanket was completely covering you. You pouted slightly, though, wishing you could’ve stayed up with him longer. You moved out of bed to lock the window before texting him back. “I see you put your number in my phone,” You replied, and you got a text back almost immediately. “Yeah, figured it’d be easier for me to talk about myself if I could hide behind my screen while I do it.” He admitted.

You bit your lip–on one hand, you wanted to know more about him, but you also wanted to hear it come from his lip. “I don’t want to rush you, I just want to know you more.” You text back before deciding to take a risk. “Let’s take a break from it for now. If you're free, let's go get breakfast. I’ll drive.”

Your heart pounded as you awaited a reply, and it came much slower than the one before it.

After what felt like forever, the three dots on iMessage popped up, indicating that he was typing a response to your proposition. You held your breath as the message appeared, with another one shortly after that.

"Breakfast sounds good. I’m free in about an hour.” and “You sure you want to drive? I could if you want to be a passenger princess or whatever they are called.”

You let out a sigh of relief, the tension in your body slowly melting away as he was very clearly interested in seeing you. Rin had not only agreed, but even offered to pick you up. A small smile tugged at the corners of your mouth, though you couldn’t help but feel a little flustered at the idea of him coming to your place so casually. This was the first time you’d be seeing each other at a normal time of day.

You wanted to wait a minute to respond, trying to keep yourself from being, "No, I need gas anyway, so be ready in an hour."

He didn’t text back immediately, probably getting read for the day–but the thought of seeing him today in different wear than his usually baggy sweatpants that you assumed were his pajamas, had your heart full of excitement.

Did you like him? You had been spending so much time together, and with the way you two touch each other, it's easy to confuse your relationship as more than it is. The nights you have been spending together meant more to you than any current friendships you have, because he’s just so raw and genuine with you. He listens to you, and he cuddles you while you talk. The idea of him seeing you when you weren’t buried in blankets or half asleep was nerve-wracking, but exciting all the same.

You shook those thoughts away, fixing your hair and choosing an outfit to wear to get breakfast.

An hour later, just as you finished gathering your bag, you heard a knock at your door. Your heart skipped a beat as you realized you were really going to see him, despite knowing you were in his lap just last night. You quickly went downstairs and made your way to the door, opening it to find Rin standing there with his usual nonchalant air, dressed in a black hoodie and light-washed jeans, whispering a greeting to you. His eyes flicked to yours as he stood there with his hands shoved in his pockets, his lips curling into a small smile at your nervous gaze.

“Thought we agreed I’d pick you up?” you inquired, stepping aside to let him in with a little pout in your tone.

He shrugged, looking around your living room as if to take in the details about you that you probably already talked to him about. “I’m next door, and I’d rather get out of my house if I can.”

You raised an eyebrow at his choice of words, feeling a pang at the inclination of them, but didn’t press him on it. “Okay, let’s go.”

You two talked about basic stuff like your day yesterday– anything that didn't make it into last night's conversation– but didn’t talk a lot about him personally. There was a comfortable silence in between words, but it wasn’t necessarily the kind you were used to with him—this felt different, like there was some elephant in the room, one that was pressed up between you two that neither of you was willing to talk about. “I wonder about you,” you whisper once it seemed to get too quiet.

He turned towards you, “About my life?” he questioned, earning a nod from you. “There’s not much left to say. My parents work a lot and leave me to my own devices most of the time. They don’t care much about me, and I’ve had to learn how to do the same with them.” He said, punctuating his words with a sigh. You frown at the knowledge, parking the car at the gas station. Your hand reaches his, rubbing it with your thumb. “I’m sorry. You deserve someone who makes you feel wanted.” You whisper, trying your best not to invade his feelings, but attempt to reassure him.

“You do,” he mutters, his hand moving to tighten around yours. “I feel like a stage 4 clinger. I want to stay with you all the time because you care so much, and I care so much about you too,” he admits, every word causing your heart rate to increase. “Rin…” you mumbled, grabbing his jaw gently and turning it towards you.

Your eyes locked, and it was the first time you realized that he wasn’t closed off to you the way you had initially thought. Rin had always expressed himself to you in his eyes, with the way he gazed at you– allowing his eyes to tell you more about his emotions than he could express in words. The reason he hadn’t talked about his personal life was that his family was so absent that there genuinely wasn’t much to say. He’d rather hear you talk about yourself, because the fact that you even WANTED to speak to him made him feel more important than anyone else.

With this realization, you kissed him. His hands moved to wrap around the nape of your neck, steadying the kiss. “You’re bold,” he whispered when you two broke apart. “Not really, I just figured you’d respond well to it. It felt like the right thing to do,” you mumbled, brushing your delicate finger over his plump bottom lip.

Rin couldn’t help his lips from curving into that lazy smirk of his, but this time it wasn’t to deflect his true feelings—it was truthful, and almost shy. His hand moved up from your neck to your jaw, his thumb grazing it as if he was committing the moment to memory. “Definitely the right thing to do,” he murmured, his voice low and his eyes telling you how special these moments with you were to him.

You swallowed, looking back at him as the weight of what just happened settled over you. You kissed him, and the tension inside the car felt stronger now, humming with an energy that was both thrilling and terrifying.

“What does this mean for us?” you asked him, hating how small your voice sounded.

Rin leaned back in his seat, his hands letting go of you and his head leaning against the headrest, but his eyes traced over your features like he was still trying to burn all your features into his memory. “For us? Not sure,” he shrugged, “But for me? It means I’m screwed,” he said with a groan, though the faint tug of a smile at the corner of his lips betrayed the seriousness of his words.

You pouted, nudging his shoulder with your hand. “Why do you always make everything sound so negative?”

He sighed, shaking his head. “Because if I tell you how I really feel, I might scare you off.”

Your chest tightened at that, but you tried so desperately to keep it light. “Try me.”

He shakes his head at you, clearly too reluctant to truly say the truth. “Go get gas,” he says, nudging you back. “I'm hungry, and you’re taking forever,” he says, and you roll your eyes, lacking any bite in them, though.

“Fine, fine,” you say, getting out and pumping gas, “whose the passenger princess now?” you giggle. After finishing, you got back into the car and started it, driving to a diner nearby that you thought would be casual enough for breakfast.

The silence that followed was slightly heavy, but not necessarily uncomfortable; it was more like both of you were preparing for something bigger than late-night banter or banana milk on rooftops. Rin shifted slightly in his seat, scooting a bit closer to your side of the car, sliding his hand over to your hand that’s resting near the center console.

“I like you,” he said simply. No hesitation. No playful deflection. His words cut through the noise in your head with startling clarity. He meant what he said, and you could tell from the way he was looking at you with a gaze of vulnerability.

“Are you serious?” you asked, despite knowing he was being honest. Still, you blinked slowly in surprise, your lips parting slightly as if you weren’t sure you heard him right. “You like me?”

“Yeah,” he repeated, this time firmer, his eyes boring into yours, clearly nervous as he awaited a response.. “More than I should, probably. That’s why I was so hesitant to speak. I was worried that if I let myself, I would’ve told you everything about how I was beginning to feel about you, and it scared me. I also knew that then I wouldn’t be able to stop.” He sighed before mumbling quietly, “What would I have done if you pushed me away after?”

Your heart thudded wildly in your chest, and every beat seemed to echo in your ears. It was everything you wanted to hear and yet nearly everything you were terrified to admit at the same time.

You laughed nervously, trying to shake off the rush of adrenaline surging through your veins that had your heart pumping like crazy. “You mean…all those nights, you actually enjoyed sitting there listening to me ramble about my stupid day?”

“Not stupid,” he interrupted, a faint crease forming between his furrowed brows. “I liked it. It was nice having you trust me like that.” His hand finally moved, intertwining his fingers with yours. “I don’t think you realize what you mean to me yet. Especially how special you make me feel”

Your breath caught in your throat, and you swore he could hear you gulp. The way he said it was like it was inevitable, like the universe had conspired to place you next door to him. As if some alchemy tied your being to his, whatever it was, it made your chest throb in the best possible way.

“Then show me,” you whispered, giving his hand a gentle squeeze of reassurance, “Show me how you feel.”

He raised a brow. “What, here? In the car?”

You smacked his shoulder, laughing despite the heat you could feel rushing towards your cheeks. “That’s not what I meant, Rin.”

He smirked, but his eyes softened. “I know.” He tugged your hand closer, brushing his lips over your knuckles, a gesture so gentle yet intimate it made your stomach flip. “Breakfast first. Then… I’ll show you.”

For the first time in weeks, maybe months, you didn’t feel like you were carrying the weight of everyone else’s problems. For once, you felt wanted—for no reason other than being you.

And it terrified you just as much as it thrilled you.

“Yeah, I’d like that. Take me on a date and then deflower me or whatever,” and he snorts, “I am not deflowing you before I ask you to be my girlfriend.”

You know it’s probably the bare minimum for him to care about your relationship more than anything physical, but it still warmed your heart to know his intentions. “I’ll wait then, we have one million things to talk about before we get to that point,” you smile– a true, genuine smile.

“You are special, Rin, more special to me than anything else I have going on in life,” you say, bringing his hand towards your cheek, even though your eyes were focused on the road. “I know, you’ve made it clear,” he whispers, “one of the reasons I like you so much.”

You had finally had something meaningful, something personal to you. This was your Rin, and he knew it, too. In the same way, you were his, like a prized possession he had to himself. You both promised to still have your late-night meet-ups, but they weren’t strict to the roof anymore; they began to be in each other's rooms, your limbs lazily tangled between each other while watching reruns of TV shows you two could binge.

You had someone who truly cared for you as you were, and not for what you could provide for him, and someone who would hold you every night with small kisses on your neck and forehead.

It was truly all you could ask for.

#haikyuu!!#suna rintaro #suna

ang3ldiari

hii will you do the a to z headcanon with jay? thank you always for the good content!

DATING ENHYPEN HEADCANON

a ⥃ z ➳ jay park / Park Jongseong ( sfw )

a ➳ affection

Jay expresses his affection with a depth and tenderness that makes your heart feel endlessly full. He is the type who loves quietly but intensely, always finding ways to show you how much you mean to him without needing grand words. In private he becomes incredibly soft, pulling you gently into his chest the second you are alone and wrapping his strong arms around you as if he never wants to let go. He presses slow, lingering kisses to your forehead, your temples, and the corners of your lips while murmuring how perfect you feel in his embrace. His fingers often trace delicate patterns along your back or tuck your hair behind your ear with such care it sends butterflies racing through you.

He surprises you constantly with loving gestures. While you are working he will come up behind you, rest his chin on your shoulder, and whisper sweet compliments in that smooth voice until you are smiling helplessly. Publicly he remains composed and classy, but his affection shines through in subtle, protective ways. He keeps a hand lightly on your lower back when walking together, offers you his jacket the moment the air turns chilly, and looks at you with such warm, devoted eyes that everyone around can feel the love radiating from him. Whether he is cooking your favorite meal and feeding you bites from his own spoon or holding you close on the couch while playing soft guitar melodies just for you, Jay makes you feel cherished, safe, and impossibly loved every single day.

b ➳ before dating

You started as friends who shared many quiet, meaningful moments together. Jay was always the mature, caring one who made you feel special without trying too hard. He would invite you over to watch him cook or play guitar, casually pulling out an extra chair right beside him and making sure you were comfortable. His teasing was gentle and fond. Lightly calling you out when you pretended not to be tired after a long day, then immediately softening it with a warm smile and a cup of your favorite drink.

Late-night talks became your favorite thing. He would message you after practice, asking about your day in that calm, attentive way of his, and the conversations would stretch for hours. You noticed how he started remembering every little thing you liked and how his eyes lingered on you a second longer than usual. The members teased him about the way he would light up whenever you were around or how he always saved the best portions of food for you. Jay would deny it with a cool expression, but the slight blush on his ears gave him away every time as his feelings quietly deepened into something far more than friendship.

c ➳ confessing

Jay took his time because he wanted the moment to feel perfect and sincere. He prepared a quiet, romantic evening at the dorm when the others were away. Soft lighting, your favorite candles burning, and a beautiful meal he had cooked himself. You could sense the nervous energy beneath his usual calm composure as you ate together. After dinner he took your hand, leading you to the couch where his guitar rested nearby.

Looking straight into your eyes with that intense, heartfelt gaze, his voice low and steady, he said, “I’ve fallen for you. Deeply. You make me want to be better every day, and I can’t keep pretending these feelings are just friendly anymore. I want to take care of you, protect you, and love you the way you deserve. Will you be mine?” When you said yes, the most beautiful smile broke across his face. He pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly against his chest as he whispered how happy you had just made him, pressing soft kisses into your hair while his heart beat fast against yours.

d ➳ dates

Jay’s dates are elegant yet deeply personal, filled with thoughtfulness that makes your heart flutter nonstop. He loves taking you to quiet, beautiful places. Rooftop dinners with city views, private picnics where he packs all your favorite foods, or cozy nights in where he cooks for you while you sit on the counter keeping him company. He enjoys playing guitar for you during these evenings, singing soft songs with lyrics that feel written just for you as he glances up with warm, loving eyes.

He also adores simple yet meaningful moments. Driving at night with soft music playing while your hands stay intertwined over the gear shift, or staying in to watch movies where he pulls you into his lap and wraps you in a blanket. Every date leaves you feeling like the most special person alive because Jay focuses entirely on you, making sure you laugh, feel relaxed, and know without doubt how much he treasures your time together.

e ➳ experience

You are Jay’s first serious relationship and he treats it with the same dedication and care he gives to everything important in his life. Before you, his focus was on music, fashion, and perfecting his craft as an idol, so love felt like something distant. With you he learns every day how beautiful it is to open his heart. He sometimes worries quietly about balancing his busy schedule, but he always makes you feel like his priority through thoughtful actions and constant reassurance.

On stage he is cool and charismatic, but with you he is wonderfully soft and vulnerable, sharing his dreams and fears openly. He grows more confident in expressing his love, showing you through words, touches, and endless small gestures just how deeply you have captured his heart.

f ➳ fighting

Disagreements with Jay are handled with maturity and care. He never raises his voice, preferring calm conversations even when emotions are high. He takes time to think before speaking, then comes to you with gentle honesty. After one small argument he surprised you by preparing your favorite comfort food and sitting with you for hours, holding your hands as you talked everything through. He always apologizes sincerely when he is wrong and listens attentively to your feelings.

The moments after feel even closer. He pulls you into his arms, strokes your hair, and whispers promises to communicate better because losing even a little of your smile hurts him more than anything. His love shines brightest when making up, turning every resolution into a deeper bond.

g ➳ gifts

Jay’s gifts are always meaningful and chosen with impeccable taste. He surprises you with elegant yet personal items. A beautiful necklace with a hidden engraving, a custom jacket in your favorite style because he remembered you admiring it, or handwritten letters filled with his heartfelt feelings. He loves subtle matching pieces. Rings, bracelets, or accessories that quietly connect the two of you.

Seeing you wear his gifts makes his eyes soften with pride and affection. He often pairs presents with long, warm hugs and soft kisses, telling you how beautiful you look and how happy it makes him to spoil you.

h ➳ hugs

Jay’s hugs feel like the safest place in the world. He is tall and strong, wrapping you completely in his warmth and steady heartbeat. He loves holding you for long moments, resting his chin on your head or nuzzling into your neck while breathing you in. His back hugs are especially loving. He sneaks up behind you, slides his arms around your waist, and presses soft kisses along your shoulder while whispering how much he adores you.

When he has missed you, his hugs become tighter and more emotional. He lifts you slightly off the ground, holding you close as if he wants to melt into you. Every embrace leaves you feeling protected, loved, and completely his.

i ➳ “i love you”

Jay says “I love you” with such sincere depth that it always takes your breath away. He does not say it lightly. When the words come, they are filled with emotion. Often during quiet, intimate moments. While holding you close at night, after cooking for you, or when he catches you looking at him with love in your eyes. His voice grows low and warm as he cups your face gently and tells you exactly how much you mean to him.

Over time he says it more freely. Whispering it against your lips during kisses or sending voice messages filled with affection when he is away. Every time you hear it, your heart races because you feel the full weight of his devoted love.

j ➳ jealousy

Jay’s jealousy is quiet and protective rather than dramatic. He trusts you completely but becomes a bit more attentive when others get too close. He might slide an arm around your waist and pull you gently to his side while remaining polite and composed. Afterward he seeks extra closeness. Holding you longer and reminding you with soft kisses how special you are to him.

A few reassuring words from you melt everything away. He smiles softly, cups your cheeks, and tells you how much he cherishes you, turning the moment into another beautiful reminder of his love.

k ➳ kindness

Jay’s kindness is steady, thoughtful, and deeply caring. He notices everything about you. When you are tired, stressed, or even slightly cold. He quietly takes care of you in ways that make your heart swell. Preparing warm meals after your long days, leaving notes with encouraging messages, or running baths with your favorite scents when he knows you need to relax. His gentle nature makes you feel truly seen and loved every single day.

l ➳ late-night talks

Late-night talks with Jay feel like the most intimate conversations in the world. Lying together in the soft darkness, he opens up about his passions, his journey, and the pressures he carries, all while holding you close. His smooth voice and gentle touches make you feel safe to share everything in return. These moments strengthen your bond through honesty, laughter, and endless affection.

m ➳ missing you

When schedules pull him away, Jay misses you with quiet intensity. He sends thoughtful messages, voice notes with his soothing voice, and photos of things that remind him of you. The moment he returns, he finds you immediately, pulling you into a long, emotional hug while whispering how empty everything felt without you by his side. Those reunions are filled with tender kisses and promises of more time together.

n ➳ nicknames

Jay uses sweet, loving nicknames that make your heart flutter. He calls you “baby,” “darling,” and “my love” in that smooth, affectionate tone. He also has playful ones reserved just for you. Each one feels like a warm caress, especially when he says them while looking at you with those devoted eyes.

o ➳ obvious

It was incredibly obvious to everyone around you that Jay liked you. The way his usually cool and composed expression would soften instantly whenever you walked into the room, how his eyes would follow you with such warmth and attention, and how he always seemed to gravitate toward you naturally. He remembered every small detail you mentioned and made sure you were comfortable and cared for without being asked. The members teased him constantly about the way he would light up or how he always prepared extra food specifically for you. Jay would try to maintain his cool exterior, but the soft smile that appeared on his face and the gentle way he looked at you gave his deep feelings away completely. You felt it in every lingering glance, every protective gesture, and every quiet moment when he made sure you were happy.

p ➳ patience

Jay shows the most loving and steady patience with you. He understands the demands of his life as an idol and never pressures you, always giving you the space and time you need while staying close through thoughtful messages and calls. During one particularly stressful period for you, he stayed up late despite his own schedule just to listen to you talk, holding your hand and reassuring you with gentle words until you felt calmer. His patience comes from deep care and the desire to build something truly lasting and beautiful with you, making you feel secure and cherished no matter what challenges arise.

q ➳ quiet moments

Jay treasures the quiet moments you share more than anything. You often sit together on the couch with his arm wrapped securely around you, your head resting on his shoulder as soft music plays in the background. He will press occasional kisses to the top of your head while scrolling through his phone or simply holding you in comfortable silence. These peaceful times recharge his heart after busy days and make you feel profoundly close to him. In those still moments, wrapped in his warmth and steady presence, his love feels incredibly deep, tender, and eternal.

r ➳ romance

Jay’s romance is elegant, sincere, and incredibly heart-fluttering. He creates magical moments through thoughtful gestures. Cooking candlelit dinners for you, playing guitar and singing songs that express his feelings, or planning surprise dates that show how deeply he thinks of you. He looks at you with such open adoration that your heart races every time. He kisses you slowly and meaningfully, holds your hand like it is the most precious thing in the world, and whispers sweet words that make you feel like the only person who matters. His love is classy yet passionately warm, turning every day into something romantic and unforgettable.

s ➳ support

He is your most devoted and steady supporter. Jay cheers for you with quiet pride and loud encouragement depending on what you need. He helps you prepare for important moments, stays up late to practice with you, and celebrates every achievement as if it were his own. During tough days he holds you close, offering comfort and wise words that lift your spirits. His support makes you feel strong, capable, and endlessly loved.

t ➳ trust

Jay trusts you completely with his heart. He shares his deepest thoughts, vulnerabilities, and dreams with you, feeling safe and understood in your presence. This strong trust creates a beautiful foundation where both of you can be fully yourselves, deepening your connection every day.

u ➳ understanding

Jay puts genuine effort into understanding your feelings and perspective. He listens with full attention and responds with empathy and care. His understanding heart helps you both navigate any difficulties with patience and love, growing even closer through every conversation.

v ➳ vacations

Jay dreams of taking you on beautiful, relaxing vacations. He imagines elegant trips where you can enjoy fine dinners, peaceful walks on beaches at sunset, or cozy cabin getaways where he can play guitar for you by the fire. Every moment would be filled with love, laughter, and uninterrupted time to show you how completely he adores you.

w ➳ why you

Jay loves you because you see and cherish the real him. Beyond the cool idol image, you understand his caring heart, his passion for music and fashion, and the gentle soul beneath his composed exterior. With you he feels safe to be vulnerable, inspired to grow, and endlessly happy. You bring warmth, balance, and deep joy into his life, making him feel truly complete.

x ➳ xtra (little things)

He always adjusts the temperature or brings you blankets because he worries about you getting cold.

He leaves handwritten notes with loving messages hidden in your things.

He loves when you wear his clothes and compliments you endlessly.

He learns your favorite songs on guitar to play for you.

He keeps photos of you as his wallpaper and smiles every time he sees them.

y ➳ yearning

When he is away on tour, the yearning for you fills Jay with a constant, tender ache. He thinks about you during every quiet moment, sending loving messages and counting the days until he can hold you again. Every reunion is filled with emotional, passionate affection as he pulls you close and refuses to let go, whispering how deeply he missed his love.

z ➳ zzz (sleep)

Jay loves falling asleep with you in his arms more than anything. He pulls you against his chest, tangling your legs together and pressing soft kisses to your forehead as he drifts off with a content smile. In the mornings he wakes first and watches you lovingly, tracing gentle patterns on your skin until you stir. He greets you with the softest kisses and warm whispers of affection, making every morning feel like a beautiful dream.

#enhypen #fave #jay #jay park #park jongseong

kiyosamu

goodnight ♡

pairing: rintaro suna x female reader

genre: fluff, drabble, soft suna, sarcasm and teasing from both of you but he’s still so sweet on you <3

synopsis: you can’t sleep and suna facetimes you~

——— ♡ ———

“Rin? You still awake?”

“Mm?” Suna came back into view of the camera, his eyelids heavy and a look of absolute exhaustion taking over. “I’m here, babe. Sorry.”

“No, it’s okay. I really should let you go. I’m sorry for keeping you up as late as I have, you have practice in the morning, don’t you?” You rolled over to check the time on your nightstand and had to do a double take when you saw it was already 3am.

You weren’t tired at all. You couldn’t sleep even if you tried. You’d lay in bed for hours and nothing would happen. You’d shut your eyes and your body had an immediate reaction, you felt alone, and so alone you couldn’t relax properly.

Your boyfriend had noticed you sent him a late night text and he facetimed you to see if you were okay.

“Yeah, I do-“ Suna stretched his arms and reached over to turn his lamp on. “Nothing I can’t handle. Sleep deprivation’s worth talking to you for a little bit longer.”

“I miss you when you’re not here.” You blurted out, partly not even meaning to have said that out loud. “Sorry. That was super clingy of me. You were just here last night-“

“You’re not clingy, shut up.” Suna laughed, shaking his head. “It’s not a crime to wanna spend time together. I miss you too.”

You looked away and back at the screen, Suna’s gaze was soft; kind and loving, the same look he’d give you when you’d just wake up or when you were really happy about something. He found himself completely mesmerized by you even when you weren’t doing anything. Driven by a love that he never knew he would experience, but now that he has, he’d do anything not to lose you.

“You’re so pretty.” He sighed, “I just wanna pull you into my lap and never let you leave. Keep you with me forever.”

“I can’t believe I thought I was the clingy one and you hit me with that, damn. I should record this.” You teased, “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I love it when you say cute stuff like that.”

“Keep that up and I’ll never do it again. Insults only for the rest of our lives, baby. Choose your fate.” He smirked and shook his head, “You know, I wouldn’t even be able to. I have, like, no self control when it comes to you. I try and tease you and my brain just fights me and wants to say some sappy shit instead.”

“Rintaro Suna, the secret softie.” You hummed, “Who would’ve known?”

“Uh, nobody. You and you only. I told you.” Suna paused for a moment, yawning and running his hand through his hair. “Wanna come over?”

“Right now? Rin, it’s almost 4am-“

“And? Come sleep with me, I’ll go to practice in the morning, then I’ll come home and we can spend the rest of the day together.”

You turned to double check the clock and looked back at your boyfriend. His genuine smile was more than enough to convince you to get in your car and drive the 10 minutes over to his apartment.

“Fine, only ‘cause it’s you.” You smirked, pulling on one of his hoodies he’d left in your room.

“I’d hope it’s only ‘cause it’s me, I’d be pretty jealous if you were hanging out with some other dude in the middle of the night.” He snickered.

“You’re so lame.” You rolled your eyes, keeping your tone sarcastic and playful. “See you soon.”

——— ♡ ———

Suna pulled you inside the moment you opened the door, closing and locking it before you could even get your shoes off.

“Happy to see me?” You giggled.

“Always. Hurry up.”

You kicked your shoes off and turned back to Suna. When you looked at him, a devilish smirk crossed his face. He leaned down, wrapping his arms around your waist and throwing you over his shoulder.

“Excuse you?!” You laughed, holding on to him for dear life. “I can walk, Rin!”

“No time. You’re too slow and I’m tired.” He gently tossed you into his bed and shut off the light. Suna crawled in after and wrapped his arms back around you.

“Don’t like this.” He mumbled, tugging on the hoodie you were wearing. You sat up, pulling it off and laid back down on his chest.

“Mm, much better.” He sighed, closing his eyes. Your shirt was thin and your bare arms snaked around his waist. His skin was warm and you happily rested your head on his chest.

“I’m so sleepy now.” You muttered, your voice barely a whisper as you felt the exhaustion creeping up. “It’s so hard for me to sleep without you.”

“Me too. I guess we’re fucked.” He kissed the top of your head, “In a good way, obviously.”

“Only you would describe our relationship as ‘fucked, but in a good way.” You snorted, causing Suna to laugh out loud.

“Part of why you fell for me, isn’t it? I just have a way with words.” Suna squeezed you against his chest for a few seconds. “Stupid jokes aside, though, thanks for coming over.”

“Thanks for having me.” You leaned up, pressing your palm to his cheek and giving him a soft kiss. “We should go to sleep.”

Suna nodded, but pulled you back down when you broke away from him. He pressed his lips to yours and his hand travelled down your back to softly rub your skin. When he pulled away, he looked up at you with the same loving gaze from before.

“I love you.” You whispered, giving his cheek a final kiss before settling back into your spot on his chest.

“I love you too, baby.” Suna took a deep breath, slowly exhaling and fully relaxing with you snuggled up against him.

“Sweet dreams.”

#fave #haikyuu!!#suna #suna rintaro

vivvangel

what it feels like to date . . . park sunghoon !

synopsis: what it would be like (semi realistically) to date park sunghoon of enhypen.

› pairings & contents: idol!sunghoon x fem?reader, idol x non celeb partner au, semi-realistic ✧ warnings: SEMI-REALISTIC. descriptions of fights, mentions of long distance, sasaengs, idol life pressure, yk the drill.

💌 viv's note: DISCLAIMER !!!!! unfortunately i have never dated park sunghoon, so this won't be a 100% accurate,, howeverrrr i have known & loved him since the first episode of iland, he's also my ult bias in the entirety of the industry) , so i think i have elite sunghoon ball knowledge to write this. anyways, this is just for fun and giggles.

OVERVIEW:

1. how you meet. 2. the beginnings & firsts.

3. domestic couple dynamics. 4. finding time.

5. hiding the relationship & privacy. 6. jealousy & reassurance

7. public vs private affection. 8. arguments & conflicts.

9. his love languages. 10. overall & future

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

1. how you meet

– meeting sunghoon wouldn’t feel cinematic or dramatic. it would feel quiet, natural, and gradual, the kind of meeting that doesn’t stand out at first but slowly becomes important in hindsight.

– he’s the type to observe first and speak later, so early on, he would mostly watch from a distance. not in a creepy way, but in the way someone does when they’re trying to understand the emotional atmosphere of a person before stepping closer.

#enhypen #sunghoon #park sunghoon

oleander-cup

hehehe im gonna request off the prompt event :3

suna + nothing to tell

ily; don't forget to eat and drink well!! <3

how long - suna x reader || wc: 3.2k || tags: secret relationship, bets, general teasing and shenanigans, i got carried away with the prompt, banter, fluff || masterlist || taglist form || prompt list

The apartment is cold, as usual, the weather outside only making it more prevalent as goosebumps line the skin on your arms. "Can we turn the heater on, I swear it's like a morgue in here." You make your way towards the bed and close the door behind you. Suna lifts his arm up to make space for you under the blanket and quickly allows it to drop over you and his head to rest on your shoulder.

#fave #haikyuu!!#suna #suna rintaro

showhay

microdose - KUROO T.

you’re my ecstasy when you’re next to me.

timeskip!kuroo tetsurō x f!reader you surprise your long distance bf!kuroo and instantaneously give him a cardiac arrest.

the thing about kuroo is that he has always been a little bit of a menace. not the ‘i’ll set your house on fire’ kind of menace, but the ‘i will stare at you across a gymnasium until you feel the heat of my gaze through your uniform’ kind.

when he first saw you at that away game, his brain basically short-circuited into a single, high-frequency hum. you were power-walking across the court with a clipboard, looking like the most beautiful, stressed-out person in miyagi, and he was a goner. he didn’t even try to be cool. well, he tried, but he mostly just ended up leaning against walls in your peripheral vision, looking like a tall, lanky gargoyle who had been struck by lightning.

he spent the next few months yearning with the intensity of a victorian widow waiting for a ship to return from sea. it was pathetic, really. kenma would be trying to play a boss fight and kuroo would be sighing into his palms, wondering if you liked apple juice or orange juice better. he was gentle about it, though. he never wanted to crowd you. he just wanted to be near you, like a moth circling a very pretty, very confused lamp.

#haikyuu!!#kuroo testuro #kuroo

riluvs

A Study on Moles

pairing : park sunghoon x f!reader synopsis: you thought you had memorised every mole on sunghoon's skin, until you start finding new ones and he's acting a little too innocent about it.

warnings/tags: fluff, physical touch, kisses, suggestive if you squint with a magnifying glass. english is not my first language!!

w/c: 1.5k a/n: gulp... as a full time fanfic reader I decided to pull my big boy pants up and write something and post it because this lowkey has been stuck in my head for years. and I also wanna say thank you to all the writers in enhablr because you guys inspired me and i fw u guys fr fr.. also this is lowkey ass cheeks but I hope you guys enjoy it anyway. yoloo ───────────── ────────────────── ─────────────

Park Sunghoon likes to think of himself as a man of restraint.

Composed. Collected. And completely unaffected.

Unfortunately, that is all but an act.

Because the moment you lean in just a little, enough for him to feel your lips brushing his skin—his carefully constructed composure crumbles completely as if it had never existed.

It’s humiliating, really.

#enhypen #sunghoon #park sunghoon #fave

sunishake

I will forever be in denial

ellsblue

keep in mind heeseung was at a fansign yesterday and seemed completely fine, wasn’t distant with the members at all.

ot7 merch was either released or announced 4 hours before heeseungs announcement.

heeseung has brought up his future with enhypen multiple times in the past few weeks.

there’s a part two supposed to be coming out to one of their yt videos.

australian fans had no idea they bought tickets for a 6 member concert.

tons of kpop idols purse solo careers WHILE being a member of their group.

this wasn’t planned at all. hybe screwed him

jaylaxies

my forever seven

kurumiumiu

⋆౨ৎ₊˚⊹ leaked contracts sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

being your soon-to-be husband is sakusa 's real occupation, according to him. or, where sakusa kiyoomi acknowledges his contract revolves around you.

this was getting out of hand. truly, madly, deeply.

especially after kiyoomi finally proposed and put a ring on your finger.

you knew something was up. but you didn’t think too much about it. please, kiyoomi, your kiyoomi, plotting something? yeah, right.

but there were signs.

after the last match you attended, and after the whole internet called him your resident HAB, you saw that spark in his eyes he only ever gets whenever his spikes landed right where he wanted. but you couldn’t possibly figure what was he planning that got his eyes to shine like that.

mischeviously, conspirationally.

your engagement was not precisely a secret, but you hadn't had the chance to properly show-off your enormous diamond ring since the volleyball season hadn’t started yet, meaning, you haven’t showed up in public in a while.

it happened suddenly. you, on your phone, in your office while you were taking your lunch break while your phone lit up with a notification showing a tweet that made you choke on the sandwich your dear future husband-to-be packed for you that day.

‘MSBY Black Jackal’s star outside hitter, Sakusa Kiyoomi’s renewal contract leaks’

you had to excuse yourself to your coworkers and physically retreat to read the tweet in one of the balconies your office had to take a breather in between the workday. this was something your fiancé would not let slide at all, you thought. kiyoomi was private when it came to this sort of stuff, it’s not like volleyball contracts were exactly interesting, but gossip sport’s magazines liked to take every detail and hush about his salary, his training demands or anything else and present sakusa as some ‘incredibly mysterious and serious athlete’. the kind that ‘it’s so hard to work with’ and that ‘puts volleyball above anything’.

and then you saw what the buzz was about

sakusa kiyoomi, the so ever ‘volleyball comes first’ athlete, had demanded clauses that were never there before. a clause about scheduling flexibility, mandatory days off in between the season for “family commitments”, essential travel accommodations for one companion for away games.

your eyes widened, and your hand flew to your mouth. the clauses? 'an imperative an undeniable request' the athlete had negotiated to secure his stay in the team.

needless to say, on his first game in the new season, after a secured win, the reporters cornered him.

you were in your designated front row seat, being… careful about keeping your hands in the front pocket of the MSBY hoodie you were wearing with the huge ‘15’ number on your back, when the media approached kiyoomi.

“sakusa-san! sakusa-san! over here! your contract renewal was leaked a couple of days ago! what’s your statement on that?”

“the MSBY legal team has already handled the issue, they’ll make sure no other contract gets… leaked in the future. taking care of me and my teammates' privacy” sakusa answered, perfectly composed.

other interviewer chimed in from afar “about the clauses! the mandatory days off for family, are any of your relatives in need of extra assistance from you?”

you knew the reporter was trying to get gossip on his family, luckily for you, your fiancé was a perfectly media trained–

“that refers to her.”

you choked on air this time.

sakusa briefly glanced over his shoulder and pointed at you with his chin, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“her?”

a massive smirk appeared on his face “well, a marriage comes with new adjustments to my life, i want to make sure she has a husband who she can always rely on. you know i won’t hesitate to walk out of practice if she calls, right?” he asked, to the camera.

there was silence for moment.

“marriage?” one of them finally dared to speak.

and when he turned to you, smiling like the cheshire cat, you knew there was only one thing left to do.

you rolled your eyes while smiling playfully as you removed your left hand from the hoodie pocket, extending it to the sea of reporters and lingering cameras and fans around you, showing that sakusa kiyoomi was absolutely not kidding at all. and that he had excellent jewerly taste.

then the arena roared.

he ignored the massive outburst around both of you it as he made his way towards you, leaning down to ask for a kiss to seal the announcement.

after you pulled back from his lips, you smirked amused “you absolutely leaked that contract to do this, didn’t you kiyoomi?”

he tilted his head, the subtle light in his eyes betraying his feigned innocence “i have no idea what are you talking about, dear.”

you snorted as he gently offered his hand, intertwining your fingers to guide you towards the tunnel leading to the player’s locker room.

the magazines were wrong.

this goof? this menace you call your fiancé putting volleyball above anything? above you?

yeah, in another reality maybe.

a/n: another post to my unofficial sakusa hab series, oops. part one here.

#haikyuu!!#fave #sakusa #sakusa kiyoomi

kurumiumiu

⋆౨ৎ₊˚⊹ WAGS sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

it’s not a secret sakusa kiyoomi is absolutely whipped for you. and so the internet finds an accurate term to describe the… dynamic.

sakusa kiyoomi thought he really wasn’t into the whole concept of WAGs.

why would he? there were hundreds, thousands of other nicknames or adjectives he thought suited you, his perfect and ethereal girlfriend, better than just a simple ‘WAG’.

like: beautiful, amazing, spectacular, angel, divine, never seen before, glorious…

whatever. point is that, after the first game you officially attended, front row, legs crossed, immaculate posture and an outfit to die for, his perspective took a turn of 180 degrees.

but not in the way you actually expected.

after that match, when a clip of sakusa went viral after he immediately jogged over to your seat, courtside level, and leaned in so quickly in hopes for a tiny bit of affection from you, the internet broke. and so his perspective of the matter.

the video clearly showed the stupid lovesick face he did after you kissed his cheek. the users definitely saw the way he almost skipped back to the court like a stupid high school girl after the interaction, looking way too endeared with your sole existence.

and suddenly, every user to exist on twitter was calling him a ‘HAB’ to you.

a Husband and Boyfriend.

and he didn’t even complain.

msbythebest: oh god my man is LITERALLY whipped jackalsforever: SAKUSA LEANING FOR AFFECTION???? tsumutighs: but did you saw HER? like how tf did he bagged her kiyoomiluvr: like are we sure SHE’s the WAG here?

and it was absolutely true. after that, kiyoomi asked, no, demanded for you to be front row every game just so he could keep putting tricks like that. just so he makes sure the entire world knows he is your boyfriend. he is the one receiving kisses after he won a game. he was the one getting pat heads after he scored an ace. he was the trophy boyfriend and future husband. he just had to look pretty on court. you were the main attraction.

of course, people started noticing you. all mysterious looking and so beautifully intimidating. for being just an office worker, you looked like the CEO that owned the entire MSBY team at every game you attended.

or more specifically, just one certain opposite hitter.

“they are calling you ‘queen of the court’” he said, head on your lap as you played with his hair while scrolling on your phone.

you snorted “i saw that, apparently, they are also making edits of me now too”

kiyoomi sat up abruptly.

“show me.”

he looked even more serious than before his first game as a pro player.

you laughed at him “why on earth would you want to see edits of me?”

sakusa tilted his head “so i can save them, duh” he snatched the phone from your hands “and also to make sure i’m not in any frame of those”

you raised an eyebrow “you don’t want to be seen in edits with me?”

“no. i don’t want me stealing the attention from the actual show.” he was now scrolling through tiktok, so focused you could think he was actually making a thesis “here, my arm appeared while you were walking to your seat. unacceptable, it ruins your outfit”

oh god, you wanted to kiss him so bad. and maybe throw a rock at him.

watching you from the bench, atsumu leaned over to kiyoomi, stretching on the floor “omi-kun, yer owner looks devastating tonight. all the cameras are practically on ‘er”

sakusa didn’t bother, atsumu was just stating facts “that was the intention, miya”

“is she… wearing fucking prada, omi?” inunaki asked, squinting at your direction.

a tiny, almost imperceptible smirk appeared on kiyoomi’s face “of course, i can’t have her wearing less than that”

“look at him! smiling like a fool! he definitely is enjoying this” hinata called out, pointing accusingly to his friend.

sakusa didn’t even deny it. he just shrugged, standing up from the floor and adjusting his jersey.

“aren’t you bothered they are calling you just her boyfriend, omi?” bokuto asked, genuinely curious.

atsumu chimed in “yeah! ya were the season’s MVP and they were only saying how “y/n-san’s boyfriend is apparently a great player” right before gushing about her outfits on twitter!”

sakusa deadpanned. “i could win the olympics by myself and it wouldn’t matter more than being her boyfriend’”

he said it as it was a universal truth, like there was no room for discussion, so matter-of-factly that his teammates went absolutely silent.

“shit, he is done for”

truth is he was. maybe sakusa kiyoomi, the so called unapproachable and cold hearted player, the emperor of “ugh,” was actually nothing more than a trophy boyfriend gleaming quietly in your delicate but dangerous hands. hands with one very lonely ring finger he, of course, intended to fix soon.

maybe he was just a HAB.

not that he was complaining, anyway.

a/n: just him being head over heels, god, i love my man

#haikyuu!!#fave #sakusa #sakusa kiyoomi