i like to listen to evergreen and pretend me and Yuji broke up because he fell out of love with me. It got me shaking my head while listening like it actually happen.
Yuji sits across from you, his eyes covered with a gray blindfold. He pursues his lips. His patience slowly runs thin.
“Are you going to kiss me or what?” He chuckled, with slight annoyance in his tone.
You hesitated, trying to find a good chapstick to start off. You bit your lip, deciding whether to give him a really good or a really terrible one. “Uhh…” you quickly grabbed one and opened the cap.
You coat the cola flavor on your lips, before pressing your lips together. This does not taste anything like cola, looking at the label. You moved on your knees on your bed for more of a comfortable position.
“Aw, this one is difficult” you grabbed Yuji’s shoulder softly, finally reaching for his lips. He doesn’t move surprisingly. When you kiss Yuji he usually responds with double the kisses you give him.
You squint at him, trying to find why he isn’t moving. Oh! He is actually trying to figure out the flavor. You pulled away. He licks his lip, before grabbing you back this time he holds for you a second.
He again licks his lips. His mouth agape for a second. “Cola.” He says. Your eyes widen.
“What the hell, how did you get that right?” He shrugs and smiles.
“I’m pretty competitive when I want to win.” You rolled your eyes.
“I don’t know. You are competing against me,” You shrug, picking up another flavor. This time you went for an absurd one. He laughs, not believing you.
“Exactly! I’m going to win for sure.” He says then tilting his head up waiting for another kiss. You give him a quick kiss, immediately pulling away. He pouts.
“That isn’t fair. Come back!” He says grabbing your shoulders. The kiss is a bit more sloppy. He stops and pulls away. Just staring at you with that stupid blindfold. His nose scrunches.
His nose bumps onto your lips. “Yuji!” You placed your hand on top of his shoulders. He smells your lip. He stops and pulls away.
“I don’t smell anything.” He tilts his head innocently.
“Well, you are supposed to taste it not smell” your sentence was cut off, his lips crashed back to you. A bit more aggressive. His hand holding your jaw in place. His lips looking for the answer.
“Fuck.” He groans softly against your lips, you clasp your thighs together. He pause and thinks.
“What kind of flavor did you get?” He pauses. “Let me taste it again.” He kisses you again. An idea struck his head.
“Wait, wait, wait I think I know!” His posture snaps up straight and perfect. His index finger up.
“It’s cherry flavor,”
“Hot Cheeto.”
“What!” He opens his mouth.
You shook your head and laughed.
“There’s no way,” he said in disbelief.
You placed a hand over your mouth trying to suppress your laughter.
“What kind of chapsticks did you get… freaking weird options. What is next? Booty sweat fart, oh jeez.” He cringed just at the thought of that.
You felt his confidence fade away. Exactly how you wanted it.
Author note. We need more soccer au’s in the Jjk fandom ☹️☹️ especially when the World Cup is happening. I’m doing my fair share right now ☺️☺️
“Hey! My name is Yuji Itadori and I will be reading your guy’s thirst tweets. Let’s get right to it!”
“Can you tell I’m excited, you previously had my teammate Fushiguro. And I watched his version dozens of times. It still kills me how he reacted to those tweets. I’m excited for mines.” He was wearing his soccer uniform just without his cleats. His foot gripping the barstool footrest.
“I have not touched twitter in hope that I wouldn’t ruin the surprise.” He gives the brightest smile as he picks up a paper. His legs spread apart, showing his well tone and muscular legs.
“Yuji itadori is the cutest bean and I would place him in my pocket and keep him inside forever.” He tilts his head slightly, giving out a big grin.
“Can you imagine lil o me?” He gets up a little to sit back down, now more comfortable on the barstool.
“Like being able to fit in somebody’s pocket.” He says, gesturing his two hands close, but not exactly touching to show how small he’s talking.
“Yuji itadori please kiss me.”
“Aw,” he looks and pouts. “This one is cute, unfortunately I think if I only were to kiss you it wouldn’t be fair to the others.” He giggles.
“Come on, these aren’t bad at all! I was expecting horrendous things!” He speaks up, crumbling the paper down onto the small brown table beside him.
The people outside of the camera view laughs.
He looks to the side as he swirls his hand around in the giant cup, trying to select one. He pulls one out and starts reading it aloud.
“If FIFA made a game where instead of playing football they had us playing with Yuji’s balls I would be ranked in every leaderboard.”
The sentence on his tongue slowly dies down as the tweet got worse and worse. His mouth agape for a second. Looking down at the paper and back at the camera.
“Wow!” Looking at the paper again.
“Oh. Oh! That one..” he breathes in his eyes still shot open. “Hm! Oh wow!” He gives out a shy and surprise laugh.
“I think I spoke too soon.” He crumbles the paper faster than usual and places it on the table.
“I don’t think I would like that.” He swallows nervously.
-
“I still want to rub my ass on Yuji.” He immediately swings his face up, covering his eyes, letting genuine laughter.
“Why are they saying this as if they been saying this for years.” His voice slightly cracks.
“Like yeah! I still want to rub my ass against Yuji!”He said in a serious and demanding tone, before breaking character, laughing harsher than before.
He picks up another paper, mentally preparing what’s coming next.
“I want Yuji to kick me like he does to those balls. Nooooo!” He immediately looks at the camera. “No!” He holds up the paper a bit far from his face just examining it.
“I will never do such a thing.” finally placing the paper down.
“Why did you take me as? A psychopath. Do you think I have a demon living inside of me?” He shakes his head.
-
“I need a show of Yuji where all he does is stare at the camera submissively and twitches his big fat muscular thighs every few minutes.”
He laughs shyly. “Wow guys I didn’t know you guys had that much of a big fat crush on me. I’m… flattered?” He places the cup down.
“But no! No show for you guys.” He points at the camera before looking at the cup again, suddenly he snaps his head back to the camera.
“Unless football doesn’t work out for me in a couple years . Then maybe.” He laughs.
-
“Thank you guys for letting me read your tweets. It’s been pleasure. Hopefully all the thirst has been watered l. I would be lying if I didn’t say I get Fushiguro reacted the way he did because you guys are insane!” He grins and laughs.
Wanted a band to play for you. He soon realizes he can’t afford it. Instead he asks his volleyball buddies to help him out. But when he mentions it they are shocked to find out he has a girlfriend.
“You’re actually taken?” Yamaguchi give an amusement look, unsure whether to believe him or not.
“Yeah, dude it’s y/n!” Hinata smiles brightly.
“How did you score Y/n with a physique like that?” Tsukishima snorts.
“Hey! she prefers personality over looks okay?” He argues back.
“Yeah, we can tell.” He gives a snug smile before turning around back to the locker room.
“HEY!”
After some arguing they agreed that they will help him out. A couple days later Hinata texted you to meet him after practice.
You stood there waiting for Hinata to come out. It seems they are having a discussion. Wait, no an argument. What the hell is going on in there? You hear Hinata’s voice and then a bunch of shoes scurrying. Maybe they are in trouble and need to run extra laps. You shrugged and decided to wait a little longer.
You suddenly a hear ding from your phone. A message from Hinata.
‘Meet me inside (⚈∇⚈ )!’
You smiled, and opened the gyms door.
The team was there. Hinata right in the middle with his arms wide open and on one knee. He’s panting for some reason. His teammates are holding down a paper that you are amusing make up a sentence. Before they could hold up the sheets. They got cut off.
“Happy birthday!” Kageyama suddenly shouts out. You paused. His eyes were up to the ceiling. He sounded confident as he said it. Everybody then looked at him and bursted out laughing.
“DUDE ITS NOT HER BIRTHDAY!” Hinata jumped into the air.
“How am I supposed to know?” Kageyama stood there confused.
“Dude I told you, dumbass!” Hinata argues back.
“Who you calling dumbass?” Kageyama holds up the paper to the sky to hit Hinata.
“Wait!” You suddenly spoke up. You didn’t want the paper to get ruined. Hinata looks at you his hands shielding his head. Before standing up.
“Guys just like we practiced!” He had a smirk on his face.
One by one his teammates held up a paper that made up a sentence. His other teammates holding up gifts. The other players watched in the back. This took you by surprise.
Hinata smiles proudly as he raises his arm to the sky and gets on his knee showing off the message.
“You will go to prom with me?” You snort, grasping your chin.
“What?” He said.
“You will go to prom with me?”
You repeated a bit louder again, biting your lip from laughing out loud.
He suddenly snaps back to see yamaguchi and kageyama are im different positions forming the sentence ‘you will go to prom with me!’
“GUYS!” He whines.
He suddenly pushed Yamaguchi first in the line and Kageyama second in line. Before going in the middle and getting on one knee. “S-so?” He smiles awkwardly.
“I don’t think I have a choice, Shoyo.” You bit your lip harder.
“What?” His smile disappears. You walked towards him and made him stand up. You placed a small kiss on his cheek. “ I will go to prom with you.” He sighs, and places his head on your neck.
“Thank god.” He breath out.
“Yeah! Hinata!” Tanaka shouts.
“Alright, Shoyo!” Nishoniya cheered.
“Can’t believe she actually exists.” Daichi states, holding a big teddy bear.
“Yeah me too.” Sugawara replied, holding your bouquet from Hinata, slightly shaking his head.
summary: Megumi comes to your dorm annoyed from the two idiots he is stuck with, and wants to relive stress with his girlfriend, but you’re not giving it to him right away. After he finally gets what he wants he is interrupted by the very two people he was avoiding.
Cw: just making out :P
You sat on the side of your bed comfortably, swiping on your phone mindlessly, the other holding a pair of chopstick, trying to snag the last piece of tofu sushi. Your eyes were unable to get off the screen, the chopsticks weight drastically felt lighter.
You look down to realize the sushi fell on top of your bed. You pinched it and placed it a top of the plastic, swiping the bits of rice off your bed. The door clicks open, “You’re here early.” You tilt your head in amusement. Megumi’s barely in the room, looking down and kinda pissed off.
“Yeah, well I just want to spend time with my girlfriend.” He huffs as he closes the door. You rose an eyebrow with a smug smirk. “With my girlfriend? Oh, well that’s one thing I never thought you would say aloud.” You shook your head slightly, still smiling.
“Oh, shut up.” He sits down next to you. Your eyes drifts back to the screen finally picking up the last sushi and placing it inside your mouth. The faintly sweetness in your mouth earned a small satisfy hum from you. Suddenly something smooth slides in against your tongue, slightly brushing the back of your teeth. You let out a muffled moan almost like a yelp.
You crawled back closer to the headboard as Megumi becomes needier, his chest now up against yours. You squeeze your eyes shut. The back of your head slightly bumps the wooden board. You felt the familiar softness of your pillows lift you up perfectly for Megumi. You heard a sudden plastic being crunched followed by a small thud.
His mouth was so fucking warm, your heart is running laps. He pulls away, a string of saliva still attached connecting to each other lips. You opened your eyes to see him. His eyes half closed, just for him to come back and to kiss you deeper. He groans, and you swear for second it sounded like he whined. His hand scurries to find the phone that was still on and had that annoying audio on loop, when he feels the grip of it he tosses it towards the back of the room, placing his hand right back on your hip.
“My.. my phone?” You pulled away, leaving Megumi’s lips to part softly, letting a small breath to escape.
“I can buy you a new one,” he whispered, his tone soft and almost breathless. His eyes dropped to that was hand occupied on your hip, his eyes followed his hand as he moves up onto your neck. giving it a light squeeze, before softly kissing it.
“What has gotten into you?” You whined, “Miss me that much?” you chuckled, looking down at his spiky hair, still pressing soft wet kisses against your neck.
He pulls away and rests his chin on your chest, a sulk expression plastered on his face. He huffs, “All day I had to deal with these two obnoxious idiots, Kugisaki was too much than usual and you know how Itadori is when he is paired up with her.”
“When I’m around you I don’t have a burden on my shoulder, but you’re too busy on your damn phone to give your boyfriend any attention.” He furrows his brow, his tone harsher. His hands now holding up himself up to get closer to your face. His lips were a bit red and swollen.
As you were going to open your mouth to respond, his hand immediately clasp it. “Now shut up and let me continue,” his voice hoarse. He brings his finger towards your wrist and grips it softly.
This time he was gentler, it was almost painful. Soft and warm. Almost like the kiss wasn’t there. You stared at him with heavy eyelids, his eyes were closed still pressing unhurried kisses. You fluttered your eyes shut. Maybe this karma for not being compliant earlier. The door clicks abruptly.
Megumi widen eyes was the first thing you saw, soon you turned your head to the side to see Kugisaki on her phone busy scrolling.
“Hey, Y/n I haven’t seen Fushiguro tell him that Itadori and I-“ her eyes lift up from her phone, her mouth formed a small o shape as she realizes that Megumi was on top of you, his hands gripping both of your wrist. You felt his grip get tighter. Her face seemed to be calm? Too calm.
Her eyes widen slowly.
Ah there it is.
“Ew! Gross you two!” She yells. Itadori strolls in, his hands in his pocket, his lips are puckered as a result of a habit he does when he’s bored out of his mind. His eyes popped open as he stops at the room Kugisaki was yelling at, finally figuring out why.
“Dude!” Megumi still facing the two. “Close the door!” He yells.
“Get a roo- lock the door!” Her yelling grew quieter as her usual confident attitude wears down. Itadori quickly holds the door handle, his lips still puckered as he closes the door comically slow, a loud creak from the door fills the tense and awkward atmosphere. The door clicks indicating that it was closed. For a split second it was pure silence. Kugisaki mumbles what seems like scowling and cursing. You could still hear her incoherent rants as she stomps down the hallway.
Megumi’s eyes was still facing the door. He’s let out a deep huff before crashing on top of your body. Unable to hold his body up anymore not because he’s weak, but because he’s tired of their bullshit. He immediately wraps his arm around your waist. His nose nuzzled against up your neck. Your fingers ran down his scalp, giggling to yourself.
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