Fallin in Love (Akaashi Keiji x Reader)
Anonymous said:
hello 😬 if ur taking requests rn, can i request akaashi who is in love with a nekoma manager since first yr and every training camp he tries flirts with her being the calm and confident king he is, but girl is too shy and she kinda clumsy
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I love Akaashi with all my fucking heart😭😭😭 He will forever be one of my best boys. I hope I was able to write this how you wanted anon! Sorry for my shit writing lmao.
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A soft smile twitched at Akaashi’s lips as he stared at you frantically apologizing to Yamamoto who was waving you off in a panic as well.
You had bumped into him, causing all the volleyballs in his arms to fall to the floor, bouncing away.
It was all accidental, an easy mistake that could be fixed, but the absolute horror and panic on your face made it seem like you had shot someone.
But it was just how you were. Similar to a squeaky, frantic mouse; incredibly cute and small; it was endearing.
You were endearing.
So despite how annoying training camps were; between Bokuto and Kuroo, and the endless practice matches, there was one thing - well one person - that he was looking forward to.
And that was you. He met you last year, at the annual training camp with all the powerhouse schools in Tokyo.
Looking back at it now, you were still just as shy and clumsy as you were now, maybe even more so back then. But you were still incredibly cute, incredibly beautiful, and sweet, that never changed.
His infatuation with you never changed either. You were quiet, something he had immediately gravitated to when you were introduced to the rest of the teams as the new Nekoma manager.
But when he started to get to know you, well, he couldn’t help the feelings that began to bubble up in his chest.
He had started his quiet pursuit as soon as he realized his feelings; quiet because he didn’t want Kuroo or Bokuto making any unnecessary ruckus about it, and he didn’t want to startle you.
Although, his gentle flirting never seemed to register in your brain.
He had some hope though, considering that you were clumsier when you were around him, extremely nervous and red-faced when he talked to you.
Like now.
“How were your exams Y/n-san?” Akaashi asked politely, sharp eyes holding nothing but interest as he gazed at you.
“They went f-f-fine. I th-think… I c-could’ve done better a-at th-the mathematics.” You stuttered out, eyes glancing away from him as you fumbled about with the ball in your hands. “What about y-you, Akaashi-san?”
Akaashi took in the way your brows furrowed, your lips unconsciously quirking into a small pout at whatever it was you were thinking about with the exams. A soft smile began to coat his face, you were just far too perfect.
“They went fine. I’m not worried. You shouldn’t be either Y/n-san, you’re very smart and pretty, I’m sure you did fine.” he said easily, watching in amusement as your face slowly began turning bright red.
Did he… did he call you pretty?
He did. He definitely did, and so smoothly too…
“I’ll see you around, don’t work too hard.” he said, long fingers reaching out to touch your elbow gently before running off to his teammates.
You watched his retreating back, blinking slowly before your hands came up to rest against your burning cheeks.
“Oi, Y/n-chan! What are you spacing out for? We need to finish cleaning up.” Kuroo called out, grabbing the ball that dropped from your hands.
“S-Sorry senpai!” you squeaked out, rushing off to help the team, stumbling about, causing Yaku to yell at you to be more careful.
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“Hey, Y/n-chan, we have a question for you.” Suzumeda said, sitting down next to you in the managers room, Shirofuku trailing behind her with a bag of chips in hand.
You looked at her in curiosity, setting down the book in your hands. “Y-Yes?”
You were entirely familiar with the two managers of Fukurodani, considering the endless practice matches your two teams participated in together. They were incredibly kind, but from the look in Suzumeda eyes, well you knew that they were plotting something.
“Do you like Akaashi?”
Your expression must’ve been something entirely amusing because the two girls began giggling.
“W-Why would you ask me that!?” You asked in embarrassment.
“You guys are always staring at each other or talking with each other.” Shirofuku mused, tossing more chips into her mouth.
“You’re mistaken, Akaashi-san is just a friend.” you said quietly.
The two girls shared a pointed look before directing their gaze back to you.
“Well how do you feel about our setter?” Shirofuku pressed on.
That’s right, how did you feel?
You had always thought that Akaashi was incredibly kind and talented, his intelligence was almost intimidating to you, those calculating eyes were just as beautiful as they were dangerous. That was another thing, Akaashi was quite possibly the most beautiful person you had ever met.
His dark hair was perfectly tousled and looked incredibly soft, there were moments where you wondered if it was soft. There were moments where you noticed him fidgeting with his fingers and you couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to hold his hand…
Oh.
Maybe… maybe you did like him.
“E-Even if I d-did like him, he w-wouldn’t l-like me back.” you mumbled, picking up your book once again, signaling that you no longer wanted to talk about this any longer.
You hadn’t noticed the sly grins that coated their faces as they called goodnight towards you before leaving the room.
That’s right, even if you had feelings for Akaashi that didn’t mean that he would return them.
Right?
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“Good morning Y/n-san.” Akaashi greeted softly, one of his hands running through his damp hair.
You were passing by the bathrooms, on your way to the cafeteria to help prepare breakfast with the other managers when you had almost run into the said male.
“G-Good morning Akaashi-san.” you said quietly.
A half-smile twitched onto his lips, before he titled his head to the side in curiosity. His hand reached out, gently grabbing at the hair that was draped over your shoulders. You could feel the gentle brush of his fingertips against the side of your neck as he brushed the hair off your shoulders.
“I’ve never seen you with your hair down before… it looks good.” he said quietly, those sharp blue eyes seemed to stare straight into your heart, analyzing you completely.
Which was why his hand rested softly on your shoulder, carefully trailing down your arm and gently grasping at your elbow, squeezing softly before releasing you completely. A teasing smile grazing his lips as he took in your flushed, nervous form.
Akaashi knew he was toeing the line of boundaries, but he wanted to test the waters, and seeing how you reacted to his touch and his compliment… maybe he needed to be a bit bolder.
You could feel his lingering touch, goosebumps erupting over your body, and you had to resist the strong urge to shiver, heat lingering over where he had touched you.
“T-Thank you Akaashi-san! I’ll see you at breakfast!” You squeaked, running off, stumbling over your own feet as you ran towards the cafeteria.
A soft laugh escaped his lips as he watched your retreating figure, his head shaking. He would definitely have to step up his game if he wanted to get his feelings across.
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Akaashi’s gentle touches seemed to escalate the longer the training camp went on, they were subtle touches, no one even noticing the newfound attention you were receiving. Akaashi planned it that way, he already knew that his managers suspected something from the way they would smirk at him, but the rest of his teammates were oblivious.
That was the last thing he needed in his pursuit of you.
They would surely scare you off if they knew.
There were times where he felt a bit guilty at his lingering touches, he had never seen someone turn so red before, but he couldn’t help it.
Of course, he enjoyed the gentle interactions, the soft touches, he was a man after all, but there was so much that he could take.
His obvious flirting seemed to go over your head, and maybe his touches were beginning to as well.
All you knew was that you were going to die if he kept this up. Your poor heart couldn’t handle it any longer either.
“- the cafeteria will be closing soon.” Shirofuku mused as you guys stopped in front of gymnasium 3.
The boys immediately stopped what they were doing running off towards the cafeteria, hollering at one another.
This seemed to be routine in the last couple of days, only this time, you were with the Fukurodani managers.
“Are you coming to the baths Y/n-chan?” Suzumeda asked, pausing when she realized you weren’t walking with them anymore.
“Umm… in a bit. I’m going to h-help Akaashi-san clean up.” you said nervously, bowing to the two girls before entering the gym.
“D-Do you need help?” you stuttered out, making your presence known to the dark-haired male.
He stood up from where he was picking up the balls, a surprised look crossing his features before something soft and gentle melted across.
“If you want to.” he said quietly, watching your form as you began gathering the rest of the balls up, bumping them into the bin easily.
“It’ll get down f-faster with t-two people.” You said, tone soft.
The rest of the cleanup was filled with a comfortable silence, lingering touches being shared every now and then.
You were in the storage room now, your hands resting on the edge of the ball cart, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you started to become lost in thought.
Your heart was definitely racing, this was possibly the longest time you’ve ever spent alone with Akaashi.
Did he… did he like you?
He was just being kind, there was no way that he would be interested in clumsy little you.
“Y/n-san?” his soft voice caused you to flail about in surprise; not only did you fall to the floor but the mop and broom were knocked over, causing Akaashi to rush to grab them before they toppled over your form that was now sitting on the floor.
You blinked up at him.
Akaashi stared at you in worry, squatting down in front of you. “Did you get hurt? I didn’t mean to startle you, I’m sorry.” he said frowning, elegant fingers reaching out to brush the hair out of your face.
“I’m f-fine. Y-You don’t need to a-apologize.” You said sweetly, although your face was incredibly red.
Silence fell over you once again, but somehow the room seemed thick with something…. Tension? You weren’t entirely sure. But the room buzzed and felt heavy around the two of you.
You were hyper aware of his close proximity, you could feel his body heat radiating into yours, the scent of his laundry detergent wafting into your nose along with the smell of sweat, and something incredibly delicious.
Was that… was that cologne?
Your stomach twisted pleasantly, he was so close, way too close.
“Y/n-san.” He murmured your name softly, his hand coming up to rest against the side of your face, gently sliding down to cup you along your jaw.
Akaashi was suddenly shifting closer to you.
“I like you.” he whispered, his lips brushing softly against your own before carefully pressing down against yours.
A surprised noise escaped your mouth, your eyes fluttering shut. Immediately your hands reached out for him, gently resting against the base of his neck, feeling the soft tickle of sweat against the palms of your hands, before sliding up into his sweat dampened hair and… oh. His hair was incredibly soft. Your fingers easily tangle into the hairs behind his head.
The kiss deepened from this movement.
Akaashi was everywhere. His touch, his taste, his smell, it was overwhelming. His lips moved carefully against your own, soft and warm, his tongue poking through your lips every now and then, his teeth gently biting into your lower lip.
Your heart was going to explode, could you die from a kiss? Maybe you would be the first person to experience that.
You were sure of it, especially when he pulled you closer, his other hand resting on your shoulder, tugging you closer between his legs.
Would he give you more?
You definitely wanted more.
You definitely wanted -
“Akaashi! What are you doing!?”
“Oi! Get off my manager!”
Forget dying from a kiss, you would surely die from embarrassment.
