After a random video on your feed, you tell Nanami about the last time you blew bubbles and played with a hula hoop. Nanami wants to replace your last bubble memory and prepares these things in the backyard to let you play your childhood games again. But this time, you are no longer playing by yourself.
fluff fluff fluff, sad childhood but fluff fluff, boyfriend nanami being the best
Nanami is twirling your hair, lets it go to run his fingers through it, then twirls it again. You’re laying down on his bare chest and scrolling on your phone. You both said you were tired after dinner but things went as they usually do once you’re both in the room.
First, he had leaned in to kiss your shoulder while you took out your clothes from the dresser, then he turned you around after you closed the drawer and kissed you against it. You gave in, as you do every single time and now you’re both in bed, simply enjoying each others presence.
You always tilt your phone so he can see everything on your feed and he occasionally comments on a post or video. You scroll to a video of a few kids blowing bubbles while rollerblading. You smile at the wholesome video but you stay on the same video so it’ll replay.
Nanami notices since you usually only replay videos that have you cackling or on the verge of tears. His hair twirling slows down a bit. He didn’t hear you laughing hysterically so were you…?
You put your phone down beside him and prop up your chin on your hand, still on Nanami’s chest. Nanami waits for you to talk, noticing your eyes weren’t glossy.
“When was the last time you blew a bubble?”
“What?” Nanami asks, a bit in disbelief. He chuckles and continues, “I’m not sure when exactly, but I was a kid, maybe a teenager at most.”
You think for a bit after his response.
“I can remember the last time I blew a bubble. I didn’t know it’d be my last, but I can remember it.”
“Yeah? Tell me about it,” Nanami puts an arm behind his head to look at you a bit better. He’s genuinely interested in listening to you and his signature soft smile slowly extends on his lips.
You go on to tell him about your last bubble adventure. Bubbles and hula hoops. They were two very specific symbols of your childhood. Whenever you felt uncomfortable or anxious at home, you’d step right outside the front door and play by yourself. It wasn’t the happiest time at home so you preferred to play outside by yourself as your small escape. After an explosive argument between your parents when you were ten, you went outside to blow your bubbles and play with your hula hoop. You didn’t know it at the time, but that night would change every single night after that. One of your parents moved out while you were asleep and when you tried to play with your bubbles the next day, you just didn’t want to… or couldn’t? You sat in front of the bubbles and stared at the bottle, but eventually just stood up and kicked it across the front patio. You never opened the bottle again or picked up the hula hoop. They were tossed eventually, you didn’t know when exactly, but you could remember the last bubble night.
You look at Nanami after the story. Nanami’s smile was gone but his eyes remained soft and his hand returned to your hair, slowly running his fingers through it.
“I wish you had a better bubble memory,” Nanami says softly.
You smile at him and lie back down, “It’s ok. Everything’s ok now and I like seeing other kids play with bubbles.”
Nanami wraps his arms around you and kisses the top of your head. He traces lazy swirls on your back and feels your breathing even out as you drift off. He makes a mental note of bubble packs and adult hula hoops.
———
That weekend, you head out to pick up dinner for movie night. Nanami looks out the living room window to check for your car and sprints to the garage after checking you’ve driven off. He grabs the small box in the corner and reaches underneath his car for a couple hula hoops. Hiding two adult sized hula hoops and moving them around the house has been the hardest thing he’s done in a while.
He runs to the backyard and drops everything on the patio table. He starts his decorating by connecting the twinkle lights you insisted on putting up a couple months ago and begins emptying the box. Two 4-packs of bubbles and decorative tape for the hula hoops. He grabs your hula hoop, in your favorite color of course, and starts wrapping the sparkly tape around it, making sure to leave space between the tape to let the color peek through. He knows he can buy designed hula hoops but he wanted to make yours. Your one of a kind hula hoop by your boyfriend Nanami.
He finishes your hula hoop and grabs a couple bottles of the bubbles. Nanami puts the same sparkly tape around the center of the bottles and crooked smiley faces on the caps with the same tape.
He checks his watch and knows he won’t have enough time to fully decorate his own. He grabs his own hula hoop and starts to wrap the circumference of the hula hoop with one single line.
“Hey siri, open the Find My app,” Nanami leans towards his phone to check your location while he finishes the last few inches of his single line.
Shit, shit, shit, Nanami could see that you were about to turn into the house and quickly cuts the tape.
He runs back inside to grab a couple drinks from the fridge and goes to meet you at the front door. His heart is beating fast and he hopes and prays that you like his surprise instead of the usual movie night.
He smiles and wiggles the drinks in front of him as soon as you open the door.
“Oooh, meeting me at the door with drinks? I could get used to this Ken, don’t spoil me,” you laugh at his puppy like behavior.
Nanami takes the bag of food from you and you take one of the drinks. You follow Nanami out the entryway but he continues to walk towards the back door. Nanami hears your footsteps pause and turns around to tell you to follow him. You giggle and follow him.
Nanami starts spreading out the food on the patio table and you stop completely once you see what else is on the table. Nanami turns around with a now empty bag and motions towards the table, “Ta da!”
You smile, but you’re a little confused at the bubbles and hula hoops… and is that sparkly tape?
Nanami steps closer to you and grabs your hand. “I was thinking that we should make new bubble memories. Play together and maybe even compete to see who can blow the most bubbles,” he smiles and looks up to your watery eyes, “aaaand I’ve been practicing with the hula hoop for a few days while you’re showering or napping.”
You laugh but you feel the tears threatening to spill out. Your sweet, kind, thoughtful boyfriend had set this up for you. The man who barely smiled at first had bought sparkly tape and slowly wrapped a thin hula hoop with his big hands. You laugh again and this time a couple tears go down your cheeks.
Nanami puts his hands on your cheeks to wipe the tears. He kisses the tip of your nose then your lips and says, “You’re not gonna play alone again. Even if I look absolutely ridiculous and out of place, it would be my pleasure to blow bubbles with you and play with hula hoops together.”
Together. Not alone. Your little escape with Nanami. Your inner child jumps at the thought of blowing bubbles with someone else. Jumping around and popping them while someone else blows them. But not just anyone. Nanami. Nanami blowing the bubbles and you jumping around, you blowing the bubbles and Nanami reaching up to pop them. Nanami. Blowing bubbles with Nanami.
You nod and rub your face against your boyfriend’s hands. He kisses you again softly and leads you to the table.
“Then let’s hurry and eat so we can play,” he pulls out a chair for you and you sit while looking over his sparkly tape designs.
“I can’t wait to show you how long I can keep my hula hoop up for,” Nanami excitedly sits in his chair and motions for you to start eating.
“I can’t wait to see how many bubbles you can blow,” you smile at him, “I used to be able to cover my patio in bubbles!”
His tender smile graces his lips. He reaches for your hand, “I can’t wait to see that, darling. I’d love nothing more.”
akaashi would ask you out by annotating one of your favorite books, filling it with his unfiltered thoughts and truest desires. letting you know what lines reminded him of you, what lines were profound to him, what lines he’d say to you if he one day gathered the courage. the list goes on and on. and at the end he’d write, “will you be my girlfriend?”
Summary: You were their angel in disguise and they did a great job of destroying that too (starts fluffy and ends angsty. comfort in part 2 if requested)
Pairing: MSBY 4 + Meian and Iwa x reader (a little bit Kageyama and ushijima x reader)
Trigger warnings: Harsh words from the boys! (except shouyo)
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ALSO FYI: I get one more rude message or ask about when I’m going to write Part 2 or why I haven’t written it yet and I swear to god I wont write it. I write these things and share them cause they bring me comfort and I would like to think they bring some of you comfort as well but I also have a life outside of this app/ website believe it or not and that life takes precedence so please
The MSBY jackals team was chaotic… unbelievably talented and chaotic.
It was a known fact not just through the team and their close friends but through the volleyball community as a whole.
On the court they were unstoppable. A force to be reckoned with. Each player shining in his own way with a trainer who always made sure the boys were at their best but off the court they were all man babies who had never grown up in some area or the other.
You had Atsumu who really was just a whiny-5-year-old-golden-retriever-boy who would give his love to anyone who fed him. More than once Meian or Sakusa have had to pull him away from strangers. Yes he had grown up since his Inarizaki days but not that much. He treated emotional maturity more like choice based on what the situation called for.
Then came big boy Bokuto whose mood swings and depressed moods required a gentle and sensitive touch along with a never ending patience. Though having improved from his high school days Bo liked to be babied and when he didn’t get the attention he wanted he became oh so sulkier.
Hinata though an absolute ray of sunshine seemed to dance his way into troublesome situations that somehow never had anything to do with him. He needed stern reminders to take breaks and when you put him together with ‘tsumu and bo… well lets just say they were the trifecta for trouble.
Sakusa you would think is the balance in the group. Mature, calm and collected and having significantly improved his social skills would be a PR dream but NOPE. He was still stubborn and absolutely detested being roped into the shenanigans of the above mentioned boys yet somehow was always at the centre of it all. He always had a long list of demands and was a control freak beyond belief. He like Bo liked his attention but refused to ask for it which made him all the more difficult.
Together they put Meain (the tired-too-old-for-this-dad) and Iwaizumi the short tempered mom through the ringer. Finding a manager at this point felt like trying to find a nanny for children who could not be tamed. They had gone through more managers than there were players. Imagine the sigh of relief that the whole Volleyball community takes when finally you enter.
At first glance it seemed like meat being thrown to the wolves. You seemed so delicate with a soft smile and only spoke in gentle tones. You refused to wear sports gear to the boiling hot gym and court. When asked about it you would shrug and say just because the boys were sweaty doesn’t mean you needed to be. Much more comfortable in your flowy wide legged pants and knotted shirts. You were the image of soft. Meain and Iwa, both took one look at you and passed you off as another forgotten name manager who wouldn’t have a backbone…
So imagine their surprise when one stern and strongly worded scolding from you finally got Atsumu to stop running off at games for food or to flirt with the next cute person he saw. He still bickered with the others but finally learnt to stop when he was pushing it too far.
“‘Tsumu you walk away more than once from the team today and I will be throwing away the onigiri I had Samu specially make for you so you would have a snack for after the game AND I will make sure to schedule you for drills and cardio at night which I know you hate!”
They could only watch open mouthed as one hug and gentle smile or tender look form you had Bokuto coming out of his emo moods and bounding over to show everyone why he was the best. You didn’t even have to say anything for Bokuto to know exactly what you were telling him which always made him jump back up… Magic!
“Bo Its one practice match… you know that right? mistakes are made and thats okay! Its not all on you and what matter more is that you played your best… all you can do is learn from today okay?”
Hinata finally was no longer found in stare off’s and confrontations with people he did not know, you would twirl your way in and with an enduring smile and soft spoken words would diffuse the situation and bring their tangerine back to them.
“Hi there gentlemen! I don’t know what the problem is but I can assure you that Hinata san had no part in it since he was with me the whole time… Aaah yes I am the manager and thank you so much for understanding. If you don’t mind I’ll be taking him with me! We have a match to prepare for!!”
Most impressive of all was how you had Sakusa’s needs down to a T. No longer did he have conflicting schedules that meant he refused to train that day or had to wait till the evening for the clean up crew to finish. He was always the first one in and out. Every habit was indulged from making all the boys clean up and sanitise after themselves to wearing gloves whenever you had to hand something to him. His stuff was kept separately from the others and sanitised more regularly and best of all you always place him in between Bokuto and Atsumu for interviews so they could carry the conversation.
“Hi Sakusa-san, I hope you had a restful weekend!! Here some sanitiser and don’t worry I stayed and Sanitised all the volleyballs so you’re all good to go!”
Meian no longer needed to wrangle them together for the events and make sure they had cleaned up properly. He was now a semi-tired-middle-aged dad who had a little more calm in his life. Since your arrival Iwa no longer had to check his blood pressure everyday and ended his day with a smile.
You were their angel in disguise…
But that also meant you were sometimes their figurative punching bag.
Okay i just thought about the haitani bros when they were younger.
imagine them sleeping in a bunk bed and ran screaming that there is a monster under his bed and then rindou screaming back that it’s not cool to say that while he punch the bed above him with his feet.
their ideal dates!! soft whispers, secret glances. baby, they are so in love with you ♡︎ (all of bonten excluding mochi)
ft. sanzu, takeomi, ran, mikey, rindou, kokonoi, and kakucho
cw: fluff, suggestive, fem!reader, profanities, just really soft
an: drabble headcanons!! its been a while since i did one of these! requested by ( @aetheriaess for takeomi ) and ( several anons for ran ). sorry i couldn't give you a longer drabble, but i hope you like this as much as i enjoyed writing this <3
# 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔
late night drives!! it is a rare occurrence considering his job but when he's free he'll take you out to the most beautiful places to just stargaze and talk about anything with you.
soft tunes from the radio fill the quietness of the car, your fingertips grazing soft patterns on sanzu's palms as his eyes fix on the paved road ahead. with one hand on the steering wheel, he lets a sweet smile bleed.
you don't even have to say anything, it feels warm, safe and you're you without any filter when you're with him. stopping by a cliff, he takes your hands in his, tugging you towards where you can get the most beautiful view of the stars and the moon that shine above you both.
as you crane your head to fill your gaze with the glittered stars, sanzu has his arms wrapped around your figure, securely, lovingly and it always leaves your heart warm. "i trust you, more than anyone i know," he starts and that's when you realize that his eyes never left yours.
to him, your beauty is worth more than anything this universe could offer him, more than anything he has ever seen. "sanzu—" you're breathless, shuddering at the sudden cold breeze that follows.
"you know," he starts, gaze averting from your eyes to your lips. "when your eyes are on me, i feel like something worth seeing" his words leaves you agape. he leans in closer, sinking his lips on yours tenderly, with so much love it makes you smile through the kiss.
"i love you so much, sanzu" your fingers ghost his scars, his mint green orbs peering at you with overflowing love, it makes him grin wide. "i love you too"
# 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐈
home dates!! takeomi loves pampering you, taking care of you the way you deserve.
your legs splashed the soapy water, letting it flood off the wide bathtub. it soaks your boyfriend's clothes. in contrast to your giggles, takeomi lets out quiet groans. "stay still will ya?"
"okay!" your cheeks lift high as your lips bleed a sweet smile. as he tangles his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp with tender touches, your heart swells with so much warmth and love, it seeps out in your gaze.
"omi, it feels good" you sigh, letting your eyes close. his presence itself feels so therapeutic, more than the bubble bath you soaked your body in could offer you. takeomi leads a busy life, and he's often expected to put up a cruel persona, but with you, he feels at home.
pressing a kiss on your shoulders, he's sure that you're the only person he wants to spend his whole life with. as he starts trailing his kiss from your neck to your jaws, you get the brilliant idea of splashing his face with the water from the bathtub.
"fucking hell y/n!" he groans, rough hands immediately coming up to wipe the water from his eyes and cheeks. his eyebrows knit together in a frown but when his gaze lingers back to you, the smile you offer is so wide that your eyes shut tight, the corners of your eyes creasing with delight.
small giggles escape the little crack of your lips and then, takeomi is left wondering how lucky he is to have you in his life. its moments like this that he always loved, just you and him, just his goddess and her sweet laughters.
"i am so blessed to have you" his hands hold your face gently, letting his lips sink on yours with so much fervent it leaves your heart fluttering. "i love you so much"
# 𝐑𝐀𝐍
night outs!! but he always looks forward to the sweet moments after you both come home tired.
ran lets his arms wander back to your figure, a fond smile on his face as he peppers soft kisses on your neck and cheeks. he's clingy like this whenever it's you both, alone in the serenity of your home and it always makes your starry eyes glisten with love.
your mascara and lipstick are smudged, your eyes half-lidded and you have a tired smile on your face that resembles his, but you don't care about the weariness on your body as you drag your boyfriend to your shared bedroom with a wide grin.
he loves you as you're being yourself, with no care for the world. as you stumble on the bathroom counter while trying to unzip your dress, soft giggles escape your parted lips.
you crane your neck, turning your gaze towards him over your shoulders, "a little help, please?" you ask with a quiet sigh. pulling his shirt over his head, he helps you take off your dress. it's a quick shower before you collapse on the bed, holding each other as close as you could.
you smell like his conditioner and it's making him dizzy with swelling love. "gosh i love you so much" his mind is still hazy as he lets the words escape. your eyebrows raise, your lips lifting as you whisper, "yeah? how much?" that's right, you've always been playful with him.
he leans down, lips pestering against yours. "want me to show you?" but he loves teasing you just as much.
# 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘
cafe dates!! hunting for the perfect dessert that'll leave you wanting more— just like mikey's love.
your knees brush against his as you sit next to each other, the soft chill music from the speaker filling the cafe. there are all kinds of people, all busy, focused on themselves.
the aroma of brewing coffee calms your nerves as you rest your head on your boyfriend's shoulder. it makes him smile, as you part your rosy lips for him to feed you. the cheesecake melting on your tongue with such sweetness, it makes you hum.
It's coffee-flavored, a little bitter but the sugary taste of the whipped cream makes it worth the bitterness. and it always leaves you wanting more. "yummy!" you hum delightfully. "yeah?" his voice is soft, gentle. he's always been like this with you — only soft for you.
he uses his thumb to rub off the cream left on your lips before licking it off with his tongue. it makes you crack a smile. "yeah, why don't you try it too?—" he cuts you off by clashing his lips on yours. so passionate, his tongue coats in your saliva. licking his lips, he pulls away.
"you're right. it is yummy" and he knows the effect he has on you, making your cheeks heat up as a bashful smile lifts your face. your smile is so bright, it fills the dark depths of his heart.
it makes him vulnerable yet he feels safe with you. "gosh i love you so much" he sighs against your hairline, pressing a sweet kiss, basking you in his love.
# 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔
game nights!! It's fun, it's peaceful and you're both more comfortable than you can ever be.
your limbs are tangled together as your eyes focus on the screen in front of you with thumbs moving across the switch in your hands. you sigh, letting a smile curve your lips.
he let you win again — but to make it less obvious he throws the switch onto the bed beside him, his lips lifted into a pout as he knit his eyebrows together. how cute, you think. "stop that! i know you just wanted me to win!" your glare is halfhearted as you grin at him, and rindou swears he felt his heart melt.
"what are you talking about?" his eyes peer at you, love pouring out in his gaze and he can't help but pull your body closer, his calloused palms lifting to caress your soft cheeks tenderly.
his touch is so gentle that your eyes flutter close, your cheeks lifting with a wide smile. "you could've won, you had me there," you press again.
"doesn't matter," his lips part against yours, a quick kiss before he pulls away. "i have you here in my arms now" rindou has a way with words that always makes your heart flutter like butterflies, eyes wide as your pupils dilate with love and you fall in love with him all over again.
"you're so cheesy," you mumble, hiding your bashful face in the crook of his neck. he scent is so sweet, it makes you lightheaded. "yeah?" he chuckles as he wraps his arms around your waist, pressing his lips against your cheek.
"how about a kiss if i win this time?"
# 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈
shopping dates!! it's koko, he likes spending his money on you. he just likes seeing you happy.
"how's this?" you ask, getting out of the trail room with a dress that hugged your body, perfectly accentuating your beauty. kokonoi notices your face glow with happiness as you spin on your heels for him.
"you look beautiful" he lets out, breathless and captivated in your charms. giggling, you spill a small "thank you" before turning to change into your regular fit. but kokonoi grabs your wrist first. "what?" you smile at him.
"just let me look at you a bit more" his love is warm, gentle, and sometimes feels overwhelming — but it always leaves you flustered, your heartbeat unrhythmic and eyes curious.
"gosh koko" you lean against his touch as he tugs you forward into a hug. he doesn't care about the lingering gazes of the workers there, he is in love, so in love with you. it makes him chuckle against your hair.
"i love you so much" he whispers into your head, planting a soft kiss on your crown. "i'm so glad to have you in my life, i hope you'll never leave me"
his words are filled so much love, energized with so much feelings, it tingles your heart. peering through your eyelashes, you look at him with gleeful eyes. "i will always love you"
# 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎
cooking dates!! it can be a mess or an intimate moment. with kakucho, it's always laughter and soft whispers.
"kaku, no!" you laughed as he smeared the whipped cream on your nose and cheeks. the cream on your skin felt oily and cold. what was supposed to be a cook-off with your boyfriend had turned into a mess. flour and sugar packets were open, covering the kitchen counter and floor.
grabbing an egg from the fridge, you crack it on his head, smearing it on his dark hair. "oh god" he sighs, his hands immediately reaching for the towel to wipe it away.
but as his gaze settles on your face, he sees you glowing with a grin. sweet giggles escape your rosy lips and his heart skips a beat — too entranced in your beauty. "baby, now we gotta clean all this mess," you voice, lips lifting into a pout and your boyfriend thinks you're the cutest like this.
"i'll help you out, but if you're tired you can go take a shower and i'll clean this up" his voice is as soft as it can be and he lets his arms circle your waist, pulling you closer in his warmth.
"thank you, but let's do it together" you smile at him, your hands cupping his hands gently. "you're adorable" sweetness laced in his words as he connects his lips on yours.
"you taste sweet" he chuckles against your lips. it makes your face heat up, heartbeat fast and your eyes glisten with so much love, kakucho can see himself in them. "i love you, kaku"
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