Hi BB! I just need some angst ( but also some big fluff at the end because my heart cant rlly take it kandns) Could you maybe do a fic where a girl is flirting with Asahi,Tendou,Akaashi and is trying to steal them from their s/o? It even goes that far that the girl is making fun of the reader who already is insecure about themself? Is it possible that you can add some spicy at the end ?🤩
I’m gonna do this but I don’t think Asahi and Tendō are getting any hoes except Nishinoya and Wakatoshi respectfully. Love them, but these guys are dorks. So, ball bunnies! (Chicks who are only into guys who play volleyball)
Akaashi’s is the only one with implied spicy
Insecure s/o + someone hitting on the boys
Asahi
-> This man is large and scary, he’s probably surprised he’s with you and so in love with you. He’d never do anything to hurt you on purpose. If he did it on accident, it’d kill him for a long time. So when it does happen, it really hurts both parties.
-> You’re the manager for Karasuno, helping out Kiyoko and that’s how you got with Asahi, learning he isn’t as scary as he looks. There is a practice match going on between Karasuno and Date Tech, so a few girls are watching the match from the sidelines. It isn’t normal, but it’s appreciated.
-> At least, until one of the girls comes up to the boys during their timeout. It’s an unspoken rule that you don’t do that, but there she is. Rubbing Asahi’s bicep as his face goes red, completely stunned. Kiyoko has to restrain you, Daichi telling her she needs to stay on the sides.
-> You and Kiyoko have to go refill their water bottles, so you’re outside filling them up while the girls start talking. It’s fine, until one of them mentions how upset you got when her friend touched Asahi. Kiyoko, once again, puts her hand on your shoulder to restrain you.
-> When the friend mentions you’re not “a bother”, as in you’re not an obstacle in her way, it hurts. It hurts even more when she says Asahi could do better, hitting an insecurity of yours. Kiyoko knows this, sadly watching you stop refilling the water bottles and telling her you’d be back. A quick trip to the restroom, you say.
-> Well, 10 minutes later, you’re back and that girl is still all up on Asahi, crossing her arms to push up her breasts. Asahi isn’t backing up from her, nor telling her no, giving her no reason to back off. Combined with her earlier statement, you feel your chest hurt.
-> It’s too late when Asahi notices you, your back hurrying out of the gym as your bag is suddenly missing. He panics, telling the girl to finally leave him alone. She’s offended, watching him run off. Kiyoko decides to tell her to kindly leave.
-> Asahi chases after you, your form at the gates of the school as your rub your face. He stops you and panics even more because oh my god why are you crying??? When you tell him about the girl, he feels his heart break, especially when you agree with the girl, saying he deserves someone better.
-> He’s quick to deny that statement, telling you he can’t see himself with anyone else. He’s hurt that you would think that, especially since you knew he wasn’t very confrontational. Even knowing that, it’s hard to push past your insecurities. As someone who has insecurities, he understands. He grabbed his bag before leaving, so he walks you home, hand in yours as he squeezes it occasionally, letting you know he’s not going anywhere.
Tendō
-> This man has two moods with his hair down: sex god or greasy mop. Personally, he’s probably more like a greasy mop. For this time, he’s a sex god. His hair is smooth and fluffy and it’s like he’s a new person. You don’t like that.
-> One thing you don’t have to worry about with Tendō is that he isn’t conveniently attractive. He’s tall and lanky, he’s kind of weird and an otaku/weeb, so the VBC is really his only group of friends. With his hair down, strutting through the hallways and turning heads, it’s easy to forget he’s the same guy who sings out of nowhere.
-> When you go looking for him, hunting the hallways so you guys can study for an upcoming test, you don’t expect him to be surrounded by a bunch of girls in the hallway. It’s an odd sight for you, your heart clenching in a bad way as one of the girls’ hand runs through his hair, a giggle coming from her. Tendō is oblivious to your presence, absorbing all the positive attention.
-> You want to run up and pull him away, but as your legs move, you hear some girls talking to him. “Wow, you’re so attractive, Tendō! You don’t need to force yourself to be with that weird girl, you know?” An arrow to your chest, it is.
-> One thing that Tendō loved about you was the fact you were inconveniently weird. It’s what attracted him to you, the weird girl in his class that matched his own weirdness in a similar, yet different way. Well, he loved it, but you tried to pretend to not be weird. Tendō didn’t mind stares, but you did. It didn’t help that Tendō turned his head, thinking before nodding his head.
-> That’s all it really took, tears springing to your eyes as you turn heel and run away. Tendō’s eyes watch your retreating form, following you as you run into the girls’ restroom. He follows you in, not minding he’s not supposed to be in there. He’s not quick enough to make it into the stall, you quickly locking it.
-> It’s not what you think, he explains. He was going to tell her that he liked weird, but you denied his confession, telling him you saw him nod at her. So, in your eyes, he was agreeing that he didn’t need to be with you.
-> Once again, he explains. He tells you he was nodding because he agrees he doesn’t have to force himself, because he isn’t forcing himself. You still find it hard to believe him, but you hear a cap clicking open as he hums, moving to the sinks. Leaving the stall, you see his hair styled up like normal.
-> “I was trying to look good for you, but I guess that didn’t work out too well,” he tells you, rubbing his neck. You shake your head. “I like you better with your hair up. It suits you,” you tell him. He smiles and hugs you, promising he won’t ever let you feel bad about yourself. Or feel like you’re not worthy of being with him.
Akaashi
-> Fine ass man, probably has a fan club. He’s probably gotten at least a few love letters and confessions before, but he never cared for them. No, he cared for the girl who sat next to him in class. You were different from those girls, which is what had him drawn to you. When he confessed, it was a surprise and put a target on your back.
-> Gossip was common, often hearing girls talk about you in the bathrooms and in class, the lunch line and on the walk to school. You got the hottest guy in school and every girl (some guys) hated that. What made you special? Well, that was the problem. You weren’t special, you don’t know why he liked you. It was a common thought, but you often thought it was an elaborate prank.
-> You though you were right when you turned a corner to see Akaashi talking to some girl. You recognized her from your class, her sitting behind Akaashi. She was twirling her brown hair, fluttering her eyelashes as Akaashi smiled down at her. When her fingers lightly trailed down Akaashi’s arm and he didn’t move, you felt your heart shatter.
-> “Just break up with her. She’s not special, you know. We’ve all laughed it off, it’s not funny anymore.” Instead of running away, you collapse against the lockers as you listen to their conversation, tears staining your blouse.
-> “No, she’s not special, but that doesn’t matter. I’m not special, either. Our relationship isn’t supposed to be funny, Sara-san. Now if you’ll excuse me, my girlfriend is waiting for me behind those lockers.” You hear her gasp as his footsteps come closer, stopping in front of you. You look up at him, eyes red from crying. “Don’t look like that. There’s no reason for it.”
-> He walks you home, hand in yours as you slowly walk. You’re still not convinced he wants to be with you, which he notices. Practice was cancelled today, so he has a free afternoon. When he arrives at your house and your parents aren’t home, he has a plan.
-> Setting your bag beside your bed, you’re not expecting Akaashi to wrap his arms around you and kiss you, head tilted to deepen the kiss. “You wanna know how much I love you? Let me show you.” You don’t expect to fall against the bed, but you don’t deny him when he has a hunger in his eyes.