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your friends always said that youâd never have to worry about seeing oikawa again. if only you knew how wrong they would beâand not just a minor wrong. the âI just got paired up with my ex-boyfriend for our class final projectâ kind of wrong.Â
pairing: oikawa tooru x f!reader
genre: exes to lovers au, college au | angst, fluffÂ
warnings: aged up characters, mentions of insecurities, Oikawaâs nephew makes an appearance, recreational alcohol consumption, headcanon that Oikawa gets drunk very easily, drunken confessions, misunderstandings, hurt/comfortÂ
word count: 12k
fic title: it was always there by ky akasha
As soon as your professor announces that the final project will be a partner assignment, your heart sinks in time with the shuffle of students around and about youâa noise that echoes in the big university lecture hall. Just the fact that youâre sitting in this giant classroom with over 200 students had been more than enough initial reassurance that there would be no peer interactions required in order to pass the class.Â
It seems, however, as though those assumptions had been wrong.Â
:0 your sleeping on the couch thing was so nice!! If itâs not too much, could you do something similar with Atsumu, Oikawa, and Bokuto?
sleeping on the couch after an argument part two
feat. Atsumu, Oikawa, Bokuto
⥠warning: hurt/comfort
⥠a/n: ahhh I'm glad you liked it hehe
⥠part one, part three, part four, part five
ATSUMU
arguments with Atsumu are the worst sometimes because he just expects you to see things from his point of view??
and when you pointed this out to him, he was not happy to hear that
so instead of acknowledging it, he changed the subject
"Letâs just go to bed, I have an early practice tomorrowâ he says, making his way to your bedroom first
and of course youâre livid because he just chose to hold off on the argument
like heck youâd sleep in the same room as him
you lay down on the couch, curling up and draping the throw blanket over you
a few moments after closing your eyes, you sense a looming presence
fluttering your eyes open, you see Atsumu hovering above you, still looking annoyed
âWhat the heck do ya think yer doing?â he asks, and scoops you from the couch and towards your room
âPut me down âTsumu!â youâre doing your best to thrash around in his arms, but his grip on you is too strong
âYer acting really petty- sleeping on the couch is a tad dramatic donât ya think?â he says, setting you down on your side of the bed before heading to his side
âIâm not! Iâm seriously upset with you and I donât want to sleep in the same bed as you Atsumu!â
you watch the panic set into Atsumuâs eyes when he realized that yes, you were 100% serious
instantly wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his chest
âplease donât say that Y/n. you didnât mean that did you? Iâm really sorry I know Iâm a selfish idiotâ
to him, hearing those words from you stung him. the fact that you were so fed up with your boyfriend that you couldnât stand to even sleep near him made him worried that you were slowly starting to stop loving him
the tone in his voice is enough to calm you down
âno I donât mean it.. Iâm sorry too, Iâm just tired and wasnât thinking.â you reply, stroking his hair. and he starts to calm down too
you feel Atsumu nod his head
âokay, well letâs get proper rest and talk about this in the morning rationallyâ he says, kissing your forehead
âI thought you had an early practiceâ
âthat can wait, youâre more importantâ he mumbles, hugging you closer to him and slowly drifting to sleep
OIKAWA
arguments with Oikawa can get stressful
because itâs clear he knows what the issue is- but sometimes his pride just gets in the way of admitting his wrongs
during your latest argument, he accidentally snaps at you for being too much and how he already knows what you told him
he calms down for a bit, but doesnât realize how his words stung you
âletâs just go to bedâ he sighs and makes way towards your bedroom
youâre honestly really hurt, and it feels just wrong to go to bed during this entire debacle, so instead you lay down on the couch to sleep
the argument itself was extremely tiring for you, so youâre able to fall asleep in no time at all
but Oikawaâs still awake in bed, just scrolling through his phone waiting for you to come in
after sometime of mindlessly going through social media, it finally hits him that heâs been waiting for a considerable amount of time
his first thought is that you were still riled up and just didnât want to go to sleep right at this moment, so he heads out to the living room to get you to go to bed
"Y/n-chan, câmon time to go to sleep. You canât just stay up thatâs not good ..â he stops talking the moment he sees you fast asleep on the couch
and now heâs freaking out. itâs not that you didnât want to sleep- itâs that you didnât want to sleep with him
which says a lot about how you currently feel about him and your argument
he panics and rushes over to the couch to wake you up
âI- wha? What do you want Tooru?â you groan, keeping your eyes shut
âIâm sorry!â he says, throwing his arms around you
â...what?â youâre starting to wake up more, but you definitely heard him apologize
âI said Iâm sorry. I donât want to argue anymore if it means you refusing to sleep in the same bed as meâ youâre now fully awake and look at your boyfriend, and you can see the alarm in his expression
heâs just too scared to lose you, and heâs afraid that if hets you sleep on the couch just this once, then things will go downhill from there
but thatâs a discussion for another day
you look at your boyfriend and you can tell how sincere heâs being with his apology, so you lift your arms up
and he carries you back to bedÂ
â..we still have to talk about it in the morning you knowâ you mumble
âmhmmâ he hums before pulling you closer to him
he doesnât care about that all too much because he knows you two will be alright in the morning
BOKUTO
arguments with Bokuto were uncommon, but when they did occur it was a big deal
and tonight was no exception
the two of you werenât listening to one another and it felt like you both were talking to a brick wall- it was terribly annoying to deal with and you knew it was going nowhere
"C'mon Kou, let's head to bed- we can talk more in the morning" you sigh, and without a word, the two of you start preparing for bed
while you're brushing your teeth, you start thinking about how you really don't feel as if it's right to be in bed with your boyfriend
the argument was kind of your fault, wasn't it? you started to feel extremely guilty for your actions- and thus you made the decision to sleep on the couch
perhaps sleeping separately would help the both of you clear your minds more
when you finish up your nightly routine, you peek your head into the bedroom, you saw Bokuto fast asleep
you made your way to the closet to grab a spare blanket and head towards the couch
you were extremely exhausted so it didnât take long for you to fall asleep too
but Bokuto woke up probably an hour after he had fallen asleep, and of course he noticed that you werenât next to him
his first thought was that you went to get water, so he decided to stroll into the kitchen to grab some for himself
but when he entered the living room and saw you sleeping on the couch, he was extremely confused, like have you been sleeping there the entire time?
he walks up to the couch and frowns, feeling especially guilty that you had chosen to slept on the couch
brushes some of your hair out of your face and cups half of your face
he sees you smile a bit in your sleep upon feeling his touch and thereâs a wave of relief in him
like heck he was going to let you sleep alone now
when you wake up hours later, you notice that youâre no longer sleeping on the couch- but instead on Bokuto who is the one on the couch
your head is rested on his chest, and while the movement of his chest rising and falling brings great comfort- youâre honestly confused as to how this happened
apparently Bokuto tried to squeeze into laying down on the couch with you, and while the both of you technically did fit, it wasnât the most ideal way to sleep
so he just kind scooted you on top of him, and you slept peacefully on him, hugging him like a giant teddy bear in the process
Show 1. the fictional character you could see yourself realistically getting along with in a relationship and 2. show the fictional character you unrealistically would want to get in a relationship with but know it wouldnât end well.Â
realistic: suna rintarou. our personalities are similar enough to not clash but different enough to make an interesting pair<3
unrealistic: oikawa tooru. i feel like id always have to catch up with him because he strives for perfection, and i wouldnt be able to stand the pressure:( and hes a lil flirt smh
no pressure tags: @izukine @fiaficsxo @s4ijohs @erensbunny
realistic â katsuki! i would have a lotta interest in someone who can snap back, yâknow? i cant stress this enough, banter is my shit. also iâd annoy the shit out of him >:) by accident on purpose >:) also weâre pretty much the same, and so having someone who understands without me needing to say shit? yeah. itâs giving weâre better than you and we know it, so deal with it. the energy in this bitch, fr.
unrealistic â ah.. kei. iâd fold his ass. next. giving me very much haughtier than thou. i would try to jokingly argue with him and he would bring up my issues. itâs giving devilâs advocate. heâs like the worst version of myself, and i think i would quite literally go insane. he definitely types with caps and sends one worded texts and â no. no. i wonât put myself through that, thank you very fuckinâ much.
realistic -> izuku. i am a nice balance to him while also being similar? im extremely competitive and ambitious, he would admire that, and i am not the type of person to be like âdonât do that izuku, itâs dangerousâ so like? idk i donât think heâd be as worried about worrying me, which is a big thing for him. analyst buddies hehe <3 friends to lovers, im gentle with people who deserve my kindness - him. i think heâd like that i was selectively kind/generous, heâd like that i chose him to be kind to. we both text back rlly fast, lots of reassurances and building each otherâs confidence. he is v emotional, i am not? balance occurring there. i am not empathetic, but i am compassionate, and he admires effort more than natural sympathy. clear communication bc we both talk a lot and explain constantly - cutting each other off to stop anxious rants, lovingly. so much hugging and hand holding.
unrealistic -> katsuki. weâd end up in a toxic spiral. two extremely competitive, ambitious, angry people. probably an extremely intense, devoted relationship and definitely in love but weâd never be able to get over seeing each other as competition, and it would eat us alive. it would be like coming home and laying in each otherâs arms and instantly being hit with a wave of âiâm not good enough. iâll never be good enough.â and then iâd probably cry or he would yell and neither or us would know how to make it better. weâd probably try to stay friends but it would hurt so much. we understand each other and have similar behaviors and personalities and interests, but weâre so similar that it would end up destroying us from the inside out. plus iâd constantly be reading into what he was doing, trying to figure him out, and it would be emotionally exhausting, and he would hate me trying to get inside his head.
this made me wanna do a self-ship post!! a summer projectâ¨
ik he is not from an anime or anything, but i see me and lip being the most realistic couple out there. he is one of my top self-ships. i ship us because we both have gone through similar lifestyles and we both just kind of share that bond. we would be able to talk things out and understand what each other is going through. there is some angst here and there with us, as there is bound to be, but it all just works out. we just click.
unrealistic â tamaki amajiki ; my hero academia
i love tamaki, but it would never work. weâre both anxious, so it would be a struggle to leave the house. not to mention weâre also very different in ways that wouldnât work. iâm too loud and would scare him ngl.
tagging â @vampirateking @jojobazay @weird-questions-from-an-infp-t @miyascoffin @sao-tom3 @ereeen-jeaageeer @king-tobiyolo @bapbee and whoever else wants to join!
okay this isnât just because i really really love him, i actually feel like we would get along. i would want to talk about movies with him all day : > ) my personality is really similar to yuujiâs too, so idk maybe i can get the same reaction out of him like he did with yuuji
i know for a fact that i would not get along with him at all. like, he would literally just insult me all day and i wouldnât be able to handle his shit very well. hes hot though. teehee
realistically? -> kamo noritoshi. weâre both very dedicated to our studies, and weâre sort of the same in terms of personality itself. but, we have different views and ideals, so we arenât exactly the same. sort of ⌠balanced? the only thing is the actual world of jujutsu itself lmaoâŚ
Thank you for the Tag! This game is very creative and interesting. Thank you for creating it. o(ăďźžâ˝ďźžă)o
Realistically: Akaashi Keiji. He is quiet and I am also quiet. He isnât the type who is loud or chaotic which something I wanted. I believe Akaashi is a model student so we both can be a great study buddies as I am quite respnsible with my studies. Furthermore, he is observant and emotionally intelligent which is great for me as he can understand how I am feeling with my bottled emotions.
And also, I absolutely love the idea to baby this handsome boy or play with his hair. I enjoys calming activities with him like drinking hot chocolate, studying and book shopping together and I know he would enjoy too.
Overall, we both are balanced as we both have the same personality and interest so I believe we can have get along together and enjoys each other presence. ďźďźžâďźžďź
Unrealistically: Fushiguro Megumi. He is quite like Akaashi. Even though he doesnât show it, he is caring and observant to understand how I am feeling and stuff. We both have similar personality and interes and so on. The problem is that this is the Jujutsu Kaisen world. A cruel world really. So the chance that we love together forever is low as one of us might die.
Tags: @quirrrky @writing-shroom @violettelueur @zippi44 @kiwikyuuâ and anybody else that wanted to join
realistically -> i've only really had crushes on "nice" guys who are gamers whether it be val, lol, csgo. so i feel like kenma would be a realistic choice. he was also like my first haik crush lmao
unrealistically/ideally -> i think i just like guys who are going to break my heart like i want an asshole boyfriend. plz that's so embarrassing but suna seems like right up my alley of bad boy/asshole/heartbreaker.
tags: honestly i really don't have moots so this is open to anyone and everyone lol
you turn your head, realizing after a second that they were calling out to you and to no one else. if atsumu was here, maybe youâd hesitate on turning since it was his last name too, but today, youâre alone, so that makes you the sole miya to talk to.
you blink, âyeah?â
and you see a guy from one of your classes earlier this afternoon, standing in front of you, with a polite smile thatâs welcoming enough to not seem so awkward.
âhi,â he tells you, a quick greeting with a polite smile flashing your way, and he says, âyou dropped this in class earlier.â
and with ease, he pulls out your lunch card thatâs coated in a thin line of plastic out from his bag pocket, handing it to you with a casual shrug.
âoh,â you blink, bashful that you never even realized itâs gone missing, and your face flushes, âthank you - god, this is so stupid of me.â
and he smiles, ânot a big deal.â
itâs the afternoon now, the school day just ended and youâre currently waiting for atsumu - your husband - to come pick you up.
âso uh, do you live near here?â the guy from your class asks, and you hate that you forgot his name, but youâre too shy to ask for it now.
you bite your cheek, ânot really, but iâm waiting for someone to pick me up.â
âhey!â
speak of the devil.
you turn to see atsumu running towards you, him still obviously in his volleyball clothes that you wonder if his day just ended for him too.
he pulls you in for a hug the second he reaches you, one that youâre happy to return, and it feels like the world stops turning if you donât miss him for even just a day.
heâs out of breath, âsorry iâm late, practice ran kinda long and â oh uh.â
and atsumu notices that you arenât alone, and heâs unsure as to what to feel about that.
his eyes narrow a tad bit the second he realizes that another guy is standing so close to you, standing way too awfully close for his liking.
atsumu miya doesnât get jealous very often, and heâs not admitting that heâs jealous of this random guy youâre with, but heâs missed you all day, and he really just wanted to be alone with you right now.
so he throws an arm over your shoulder, a glint in his eye as he pulls you close, and his tone drips with venom, âwhoâs the scrub?â
you nudge his side.
and your classmate raises a brow, offering him a polite smile, âwe share a class together.â
atsumu nods, giving out a silent âahâ, and he lets you go for a quick second to lend your classmate a handshake.
ânameâs miya atsumu, nice to meet ya.â he tells him, though itâs pretty evident that heâs not all that thrilled with the way heâs mood drops.
âmiya?â your classmate looks at you, his brows raised, and he asks, âis he your brother?â
atsumu keeps an uninterested look, his eyebrow slightly raised, and he corrects, with a tone you donât miss, âhusband.â
your face flushes.
your classmate blinks, âoh, congratulations?â
âthanks.â your husband replies, keeping his voice clipped.
and your classmate looks at you, âyou two make a good couple.â
and atsumu answers, âwe know.â
âright.â your classmate scratches his cheek, thin ice breaking under his feet, and for his sake, you wish that heâd just go and say goodbye already.
now you really needed to learn his name.
he looks at you, an apologetic look one last time before he keeps a polite smile. âwell, iâm just gonna go â see you in class.â
and heâs off, gone before you could even say goodbye (or properly ask for his name).
you look at atsumu, âyou scared him.â
he rolls his eyes, âhe was flirting with you.â
so you hit his arm lightly, âi donât even know his name.â
and he tells you, grinning, âit better stay that way too.â
the two of you make your way back to where he parked his car, hand in hand, and you know better than to decline when he insists on taking your books from your grasp.
itâs only been a few months since you and atsumu got married - just young kids playing dress up, signing contracts, and spitting vows - and heâll tell you that itâs going well, and youâll tell him that you have no regrets.
he doesnât have much to offer you â just his name, his pride, and a small, sunburnt heart thatâs learned to grow fond of your voice â so he hopes you donât mind when he gets jealous too easily and overly protective of you.
âyou know he called me miya, right?â you tell him, smiling as the two of you walk.
and atsumu grins, âya getting used to it yet?â
âturns out iâm a natural at responding to it,â you titter, enjoying the bounce that comes along your shoulders as you say, and you nudge atsumu on the side, âwatch out, i might just be the better miya after all.â
âyou?â he scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest, and he jokes, âthe better miya?â
and you nod, âthe better freaking miya.â
atsumu smiles, fully agreeing, and thereâs no better opportunity to pull you into a mid afternoon kiss.
itâs nothing special, just a quick deep kiss thatâs done enough times to be called casual, but important enough to never lose an ounce of affection.
atsumu offered you his name, and you accepted it, and you offer him your time, and thereâs nothing more heâd want.
he smiles against your kiss, âyer the better miya.â
and you say, grinning, âsamu told me that too.â
you and atsumu, even only after three months of marriage, have fallen into a pretty tightly knit morning routine.
with your early classes and his early trainings, itâs only expected that the two of you learn how to coexist better in the mornings â but atsumu is atsumu, and heâs never really been eager to wake up so early.
itâs 6:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rings.
atsumu tosses over, taking the pillow from under his head and throwing it at the source of the sound, and with a strained irritated voice, he groans, âclock.â
âstupid stupid clock.â he mutters, his eyebrows furrowing, and his arm immediately takes you in by the waist, pushing you to his chest, and youâre awaken just as much as he is.
the comforters are kicked to the edge of the bed, your pillow on the floor with your shirts and shorts, and you groan at atsumuâs sudden pull.
you yawn, âdonât insult the clock.â
you stay still against atsumuâs chest, his arm tightly keeping you close to him, and you take one more second or two to rid yourself of the remaining sleep in your system.
itâs time to get up.
âtsumu.â you call out.
but he keeps his eyes closed, âfive more minutes.â
itâs 6:34 now, an hour away from your respective call times, and even you can admit that itâs still too early to even be thinking of leaving the bed.
atsumuâs hands trail on your back, calming strokes underneath his fingertips, your warm skin on his â and he feels exactly like what mornings should feel.
you take this opportunity to bring your hand up to his face; his nose is red - probably from the cold - and his hair is tousled and knotted.
you kiss him on the lips, a gentle peck, with his eyes closed and all, and your heart flutters when you see him bite back a smile as soon as you pull away.
you tease, âoh, youâre awake now.â
and he opens his eyes, âyouâre annoying.â
and he pulls you into a deeper kiss, one that has you smiling and laughing, but still breathless and panting all at once.
he pulls away just to kiss you back and repeat.
itâs only six in the morning, and this is a very nice way of waking up. skin on skin, clothes on the floor, and atsumuâs cologne from yesterday.
âmaybe we can stay in bed today.â he tells you, grinning as he peppers the rest of your face with butterfly kisses.
and you shake your head, âafter you insulted my clock? not gonna happen.â
so he kisses you again, âi promise i wonât be mean to the clock anymore if we stay in bed.â
itâs 6:45, you and atsumu tread down the lengthy flat to sit at the bright and comfy dining set just by the kitchen, a pot of coffee brewed by your side, and two mugs that are immaturely cheesy adorning the table.
atsumu looks at you, peering over his coffee, âis that my shirt?â
and you reply, âno.â knowing fully well that it is his.
(but to your defense, you just put on whatever was closest to you on the bedroom floor, so how could you have known that it wasnât really yours?)
(you wouldâve still worn it even if you did know it was his though.)
his coffee mug in his hands, he points out, âit says miya on the back.â
and you give him a charming smile, âwell, my last name is miya too.â
and atsumu gives you a smile, âdamn right.â
he takes another drink from his cup, and he tilts his head, âare you wearing my shorts?â
itâs 7:00 now, atsumu is still latched around your back, his arms relentlessly tight around your waist as he peppers the rest of your neck and shoulders with a myriad of kisses.
you stand in front of a stove, an apron thrown over one of his shirts, and two mugs of coffee sits on the very counter behind you.
he tells you, âgo easy on the salt.â peeking over your cooking.
and you reply, âcook your own eggs, asshat.â
the morning will come to an end soon, heâd have to drive you to school and walk you to class before going to his volleyball trainings himself.
but right now, the two of you enjoy the quiet of the kitchen, rings and names being shared anong with laughter and kisses.
and atsumuâs not a morning person, but heâd gladly wake up early just to do this everyday with you.
How clearly does the point need to be made that "police officer" is just a fucking job, one with minimal training and minimal monitoring. It is NOT some kind of promise of honesty, truth, or heroism. It is a bunch of assistant managers with extremely powerful weapons. IF you can understand "pedophiles choose to be priests and teachers so they can get to children", IF you understand "arsonists choose to be firefighters so they can be present at their own crimes" - then you can ALSO understand "people who are bigoted, violent, and power-hungry choose to be cops for the opportunities the job presents" and you can ALSO understand "any occupational culture that chooses fraternity over justice - and the allowance of violence in the name of a unified front - is therefore siding with their worst representatives"
eHm can you pls write some fluffy iwaizumi mini hcs?
can i ever,,, ugh yesÂ
⏠when the two of you first started dating, iwaizumi didnât kiss you for a very long time. at first it seemed like he was just hesitant, or being respectful, trying to let you set the pace for intimacy instead. he admitted later to you, though, that he hadnât had his first kiss yet, and it wasnât that he wasnât sure about sharing it with you, it was more that he was so sure that he wanted you to be his first that he couldnât afford any mess up. he was shy. to his relief, you didnât rush him at all, and instead found different ways to show your affection to him.Â
⏠which leads to my point of iwaizumi adoring cheek kisses. for a good couple of months, you still hadnât shared your first kiss, so you resorted to similar displays of affection, like cheek kisses. he found himself so comfortable with the feel of you reaching up, leaning on his shoulder with both hands as you press a kiss to his cheek. itâs his favorite public display of affection. because of its significance (in relation to your respect towards him, and the fact that youâd gone out of your way to find different ways to show your affection), cheek kisses hold a special place in his heart. nothing makes his heart beat as fast as when you grab his jaw in a fit of happiness and press a long, wet kiss on his cheek. against all odds, it makes him smile a smile unlike any other, and the blush that taints his cheeks and spreads along his nose and to the tips of his ears is a gift on its own.Â
⏠wait that reminds me!! iwaizumi cannot lie, like whatsoever. if itâs very, very necessary, like to protect his friends or to cover for them or to protect a surprise planned, then maybe. but otherwise, heâs very obvious. now itâs more obvious to people closer to him than others, because if you focus enough, his ears tend to twitch a little when heâs lying, and itâs literally the cutest thing ever. because heâll have this very serious face on, trying to spew out a lie, and then his ears twitch and heâs done for.Â
⏠iwaizumi is a really good gift giver, because no one pays attention the way he does. and even if he barely knows anything about the person, he somehow can pick out something they like very well. his gifts tend to be more sentimental, and when it comes to receiving, heâs so bad at â saying thank you? at receiving them? he just gets all red and fidgety and starts saying things like, âyou really shouldnât have,â and, âwhy would you spend your money on me?â please someone sugar mama/daddy him.
⏠it doesnât matter if you can drive or not, iwaizumi will never ever let you. he insists on driving, no matter how tired he is. he always plays your favorite music, and he talks to you the whole ride. like he loves to have you leaning close to him on your elbow, chin tucked in your palm, and the two of you are just chatting.Â
⏠which leads me to this: iwaizumi loves your voice. he can hear you talk for hours, genuinely. maybe it stems from the fact that he prefers to listen, but really, you can find him at any point in time, at any hour of the day, listening to you speak. he loves to come home to you and listen to you tell him about your day as you two eat, or calling you in the middle of the day just to check in on each other, or having you send him voice notes instead of text messages, or videos instead of pictures. he just loves to hear you, in general. it genuinely elicits this really warm feeling in his chest that he can never get enough of.Â
⏠if you wear makeup often, iwaizumi loves to take it off for you. he spends a lot of time watching you when youâre both doing your nightly routines, so at some point, he just asks if he can do it for you instead. he wants to practice, he says, so that one day you can leave it completely up to him. he finds it so intimate, the vulnerability and trust of it all. heâs seen you without makeup, of course, and he thinks youâre really beautiful with and without it, but thereâs nothing purer to his heart than the trust you put in him to let him take your makeup off for you. heâs really gentle at first, because thereâs this irrational fear that heâs gonna hurt you somehow. if you wear fake lashes, he literally winces as he takes them off itâs adorable. but after heâs wiped it all off, and grabs a damp towel to wash off the excess and the residue, he just leans over and presses a kiss to the tip of your nose or to your lips and smiles softly.Â
⏠iwaizumi is a sucker for the little domestic moments the two of you share. it literally might be his favorite thing ever. like the two of you washing the dishes together, youâre cleaning and heâs drying? or doing the laundry together? or cleaning up your messy room together, and each of you grab the ends of the blanket and lift it up to spread it over the mattress neatly? or grocery shopping together, with him trying to ignore the incredibly unhealthy choices youâve decided to toss into the shopping cart? or him passing by your work as he comes home from his to take the two of you together? or renovating your home together, and youâre covered in paint and dust? or ordering breakfast as you lay in bed because youâre too lazy, and then eating said breakfast still in bed because youâre still lazy? or the way you walk into the bathroom while he showers to wash your face and brush your teeth and the two of you just talk? or the random pictures you send him throughout the day, maybe of a weird cloud or a pretty sunset, with a little smiley face after? or the way his family loves you, so much? the way his mother personally texts you to check in on you, to tell you to come over, to just catch up? because youâre a part of the family now?Â
in conclusion, hajime wants to marry you.Â
âŹÂ he loves building things for you. like iwaizumi loves the way you just hand him the instruction manual exasperated, and he just sighs with a grin and sits by you. heâs so good at it too! and he always does it shirtless too. itâs mostly for your viewing pleasure :)Â
⏠when you two go on vacation, iwaizumiâs always setting rules like âwe need to be up by 7 am to enjoy the dayâ and sets alarms and all, but sleeps through all of them. you end up the only one awake. heâs just on vacation mode <//3Â
⏠always puts your phone in the charger if you forget before you sleep.Â
⏠iwaizumi becomes cuddlier after he falls asleep. like he lets you cuddle up to him as youâre both falling asleep, but when you wake up before him, you literally wonât be able to get up, because heâs going to be half on top of you. and if you try to wake him up, he just sticks more to you. itâs so endearing, really it is, because he looks so adorable with his cheek squished to your chest like that, and his mouth slightly parted. not when itâs a battle between you and your bladder though </3
⏠loves wearing your thighs as ear muffs. like iwaizumi adores just having you lay there, and him coming around to lay between your legs, slinging them over his shoulders and locking your ankles. can literally lay there for hours.Â
⏠if you ask for socks because your feet are cold, heâll give you his. donât ask him why he just does.Â
⏠loves to hug you after a very long day. like he just groups you in his arms and holds you there as you go, âlong day?â and he replies, âyeah.â then he asks, âlong day?â and you go, âyeah.â and the two of you just stand there for a while, before he kisses the top of your head and leads the two of you to get into comfier clothes.Â
âŹÂ he prefers showering with you over baths, just cause he likes to get on his knees as youâre scrubbing at his hair and kissing your tummy. he doesnât know why he loves it as much but he does, especially the way you laugh after. it doesnât mean he doesnât love baths as well, especially if heâs extremely tired. there is the issue of convincing him to get out, but just drain the water and watch the goosebumps raid his skin and heâll leave.Â
⏠loves it when you sit on his lap when youâre in public, especially in gatherings with a lot of his friends. he doesnât do it out of possessiveness or jealousy, he just likes it when youâre so open and comfortable about everyone knowing youâre with him, as his partner and significant other. nothing having to do with insecurity either. he just loves it. loves the way you lean into him, and the way your waist feels against his hand, and the way you talk in slightly hushed tones to each other.Â
⏠basically, when iwaizumi loves, he loves with his entire heart <3Â
this literally made my entire day, i loved writing these so much. iwa has such a special place in my heart i love him so much <333 also i hope everyone enjoys these as well; love you all, mwah <333Â
and you absolutely blame him for it for carelessly leaving it around unguarded all the time.
but now, not only did kuroo have to get a new phone but he also had to reset and redo all his passwords and security to make sure that none of his personal files got stolen â and gosh, was that the most troubling part.
âso whatâs your new password?â you ask kuroo from afar, his new phone placed comfortably on the palm of your hand.
you usually knew of all this information already, but with the recent change of everything, you never got the chance to ask for it again.
kuroo perks up, his head peeking from the kitchenâs island counter, and he holds out his free hand.
he calls out to you, âgive it here, let me open it.â
and you stay still on your spot on the sofa, telling him, âitâs fine, just shout it out.â
âyeah, but if you give it to me, i can just use my fingerprint.â he replies, the sound of clanking dishes being washed continuing as he speaks.
kuroo tells you, âitâs less work.â
your eyebrows furrow.
you tell him, âthen youâd have to hand it back to me either way â itâs equal amount of work.â
your mouth borders on a frown as you stare at kurooâs lock screen, his wallpaper being a picture of you two together taken a few monthâs ago at kenmaâs apartment, and you wonder if thereâs a reason why heâs just not telling you his new password.
the sound of dishes being washed stops, and kuroo wipes his hands on the sides of his shirt, and he walks over to you in the living room.
âgive me my phone.â he says to you, hand out and grinning.
and you shake your head, âwhy wonât you tell me your new password?â
you know you sound insane right now â but this has never been an issue before, in fact, heâs always been the one person to tell you all this before you even asked for it, so why was he making such a big deal out of it now?
he laughs, shaking his head, âthereâs no reason.â
âthen tell me your password.â you reply, crossing your arms over your chest.
and kuroo takes another second just grinning at you, his laughter trimmed with a spot of nervousness, and he ends up just shaking his head.
he tells you, a simple, âno.â
and you were curious about it before, but now youâre just worried that he really is trying to hide something from you.
âif you donât tell me, iâll think youâre hiding something.â you tell him, still keeping his phone out of his reach.
and the worry in your chest lightens when all kuroo does is laugh.
he tells you, âiâd rather have you think that than actually know what my password is.â
you scoff at him, laughing, âyouâre crazy, you know that?â
and he gives you a look â his eyes slightly widening as you cross your arms, and he smiles, bigger this time as you keep his phone tucked under your elbow, and he still hates that he got a new phone, but he particularly loves having this conversation.
kuroo leans down on the head of the sofa, lifting your chin to meet his as he pulls you into a deep kiss, and when you arenât focused, his free hand snakes his phone away from your grasp.
you push him off, faking a gasp as you laugh, and you tell him you hate him, and he replies with an i love you too.
you smile, and you joke, âdonât you trust me anymore?â
he rolls his eyes, knowing full well that youâre kidding, and kuroo kisses you again.
this time he pulls away, gentle, and he hands you back his phone, telling you, âitâs your birthday.â
and it clicks â why heâs been holding off with just telling you about it, and you realize that he mustâve been shy.
so you smile, âyou put in my birthday as your password?â
kuroo rolls his eyes, but he nods anyways.
âyouâre so lame.â you tell him, laughing, but you still feel your heart come up your throat as he groans.
âoh i take it back,â he yells, laughing as he makes his way back to the kitchen to finish the dishes left on the sink, and he jokes, âiâm actually cheating on you.â
you yell back, words lined with laughter, and you tell him, âi know you love me.â
and kuroo just says nothing, heart in his throat, but he laughs, because you and him both know that itâs true.
sakusa calling you a âbugâ ironically especially since he knows you know he hates bugs. the name stuck and now he regularly says that youâre âas cute as a bugâs earâ and calls you âmy bugâ out of love <3
