hc/scenario with akaashi, oikawa, & atsumu slow dancing to the beat of your hearts, in the quiet stillness of the night. â€
slow dancing hcs with akaashi, oikawa, and atsumu
genre(s): tooth-rotting fluff
a/n:Â i hope this is what you were picturing in your mind !! thanks for the request :)
itâs almost midnight when you and akaashi finally step out of the local cinema hand-in-hand, the rom-com you just watched still fresh in your minds
itâs been raining all day and the puddles in the road look more like mirrors reflecting the glow of the streetlamps lining the sidewalk
the two of you live in an apartment just 10 minutes away so you decide to enjoy the beauty of the city at night and the cool evening air by walking home
youâre chattering on about how romantic the male lead in the movie was
and although akaashiâs listening and nodding to everything you say, on the inside heâs like⊠wait but that guy literally slayed a mf dragon for her?? is that the new standard ????!!
akaashi isnât very loud with affection in publicââ heâs always been the kind of boyfriend who keeps things subtle and prefers to simp out in privateââ and because heâs aware of that, now heâs wondering if this is your attempt to tell him to be more open with pda
tbh you donât really mind since heâs so affectionate when youâre alone but at the end of the day youâre still a sucker for grand romantic gestures and nothing can change that ¯\_(ă)_/ÂŻ
anyway itâs been a good 10 minutes that youâve gushed about this fictional man now, and heâs had e n o u g h
heâs not mad, just kinda jealous irritated
something in him is like âI CAN BE ROMANTIC TOO !!!!! >>:((â but since heâs mr. cool calm and collected, he starts scheming and he actually comes up with a pretty solid plan
ngl he stole it from another rom-com you made him watch LMAO
akaashi starts humming the song from the end credits of the movie you just watched and lifts his arm up, suddenly twirling you under it
which shuts you right up because youâre STUNNED that heâs doing something so sweet like this
and when he sees your entire face light up by this one tiny gesture, heâs like wait why have i never done this before
so, still humming the same tune under his breath, akaashi closes the distance between you, placing his free hand on your upper back
he leads the dance, stepping forward and sideways then backwards again, staring into your eyes with the utmost adoration
you get so lost in your own little world that neither of you realise when the humming has stopped and the two of you are just dancing around pools of silver underneath the streetlamps at midnight to the sound of a city at rest and the gentle drumming of your hearts
a knock at the door at 2 am was the last thing youâd expected that night, placing right behind a follow-back from guy fieri on twitter and the live-action avatar movie being wiped from humanityâs collective memory
thankfully, itâs not an axe-murderer waiting outside your door. through your security panel screen you see your boyfriend standing in the dimly lit hallway with his suitcase beside him, home one day earlier than the day he originally told you
without hesitation, you fling the door open with the widest smile your face can sustain, briefly forgetting how tired you are
âhi,â is all he breathes out before he encases your body in a bone-crushing hug
when his arms finally loosen around you, he explains that he came straight to you from the airport instead of stopping at his own place because he couldnât stand the thought of being without you for another day
and when you tease him for being clingy (he knows you love it though) he huffs and says, âi spent one whole week without youââ you can deal with one night with meâ AS IF THATâS A BURDEN LMAO HE KNOWS IT ISNâT
after you let him into your apartment he rolls his suitcase off to the side before plopping down on the sofa with a groan
âcâmere, babe,â he murmurs, stretching his arms out in your direction
you try to pull him off the sofa and make him shower so that the two of you can go tf to bedââ you can tell heâs tired by the bags under his eyesÂ
but once heâs upright, he snakes his arms around you and pulls you into his chest, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck
âbut i missed you so much :( i donât wanna go to sleep just yetâ
âthen what do you have in mind bc itâs 2 am tooru iâm not going to make couplesâ tiktoks with you like last timeâ
but his original train of thought vanishes and all of a sudden heâs Vulnerable Oikawaâą because itâs Sad Boi Hours
âi miss you every time we have to leave to play a gameâ
âand even when weâre in the same country i miss youâ
âiâd miss you a lot less if you moved in with meâ
you are s p e e c h l e s s
moving in together is something that you guys have always discussed but no oneâs ever said it with so much conviction
obviously you want to say yes IMMEDIATELY but also you wanna make him sweat a bit
so you say, âhmmm i donât see the appealâ with a cheeky cheeky grin
âfor starters,â he says with a chuckle, interlacing one hand with yours and pressing the other against the small of your back, âweâd be able to slow dance all nightâ
time flies right by as you two spin in circles slowly around your living room, the only light in the apartment coming from silvery moonlight pouring through the windows, the last sounds heard throughout the apartment being a gentle âyesâ, a relieved chuckle, and then a kiss
âsorry i ruined prom for yaâ
you remain silent atop the hood of his car with your out-of-focus gaze on the city below, legs swinging back and forth lightly
ây/n?â atsumu leans forward, resting one arm on the opened car door and the other on the roof. âya there?â
finally, with an uneven voice, you say, âit wasnât your faultâ
atsumu sighs and, although his ego is like donât you dare do it donâtââ he reluctantly says, âi shouldnât have shoved him into the punch fountainâ
at that, you look over your shoulder, meeting his gaze for the first time since the two of you were thrown out of the neon-lit, streamer-littered gymnasium in a spectacularly mortifying manner
âit wasnât your fault,â you say again, but this time you actually mean it because you arenât sad that your prom experience has been ruined by your best friend shoving your prom date into the punch fountain⊠youâre sad that you even agreed to go with said prom date in the first place
because then, you think wistfully, fighting the urge to look backwards, maybeââ just maybeââ you couldâve gone with someone else
suddenly you hear atsumu rummaging around in his car and seconds later, the faint sound of a guitar strumming pulses gently through the speakers
as he steps out from the driverâs seat, he cups his hands to his mouth and announces in his best impression of your PE teacher and prom chaperone for the night, âATTENTION STUDENTS! this is the last slow song of the night so donât miss yer last chance to dance with that special someoneâ
and then heâs standing just inches away from you with his hand stretched out between you, brown eyes peering hopefully into yours
âwell... ya heard the guyâ
and youâre like âwhat?â special someone?
âstop beinâ a blockhead and do me the honour of lettinâ me have this dance,â atsumu teases with a smile on his face but on the inside heâs like omg... am i rlly being rejected rn
your heart is about to COMBUST but you somehow keep it together and slide your hand into his with a completely lovesick grin
he pulls you off the hood of his car, tenderly cradling your head against his chest in one hand and wrapping the other one around your waist
the two of you stay with your bodies intertwined, gently swaying against the backdrop of the city below with your head tucked into his neck, even after the song fades into nothing, even after the nighttime breeze raises goosebumps on your skin, even after the only sound that can be heard in the clearing of the hill is your two heartbeats syncing into one
