being able to watch the boys volleyball practices so often had it’s pros as well as it’s cons. a con being you always had to wait extra long for toru to finish, meaning you would miss the anime that played after school.
a pro: being able to watch kunimi akira play. to most he was average, uninterested and some would go as far as to call him lazy. not you though—every time he’d look your way you’d blush and every time you’d catch him sticking his tongue out, you’d giggle.
when he confessed, it was like living on cloud 9. obviously you returned the feelings. it had been three months since that day and everything was wonderful. except for the fact you hadn’t told your older brother.
“are you sure you can’t tell him soon?” akira sat at the edge of your couch, your outer thighs pressing together. shaking your head you explained,
“your inter high tournament is coming up, he’ll be even more stressed. plus when he’s stress he gets even more mad.” you bit your lip as he slipped his hand into yours, falling over and resting his head on your shoulder.
“[nick name] is not allowed to date any boys, ever!” you recalled a conversation between you, your older brother and iwaizumi.
“shut up loserkawa, don’t you think y/n should make that decision on her own.” iwaizumi stood on your side as you nodded. a large factor swaying iwa to your side was that he’d heard a phone call with [friend’s name] as you fauned over his underclassman.
Snapping your attention back to your boyfriend, he’d laid himself down so that his head rested in your lap. your hands has subconsciously started to play with his hair.
“even if toru doesn’t know, it doesn’t mean I like you any less.” you cupped his checks, bending down and ghosting your lips over his, slowly pressing a kiss onto his lips.
the house was supposed to be yours for the day, that’s why you invited akira over. toru was suppose to take takeru to volleyball lessons while your parents were at work. the house was supposed to be yours.
sounds of the door unlocking could be heard from your living room and you frantically looked at kunimi as he got up, panicking slightly.
“hide!” you hissed out in a bit of a whisper-scream as your boyfriend searched for the best spot to conceal his presence. quickly, he made his way to a linin closer biggest enough for him to squeeze in.
“i’ve said it a million times takeru, i didn’t get the email saying your lessons were canceled today!” you heard toru and takeru’s whining coming from the front entrance, your stomach churning at the thought of getting caught.
“hey aunt y/n!” takeru’s expression lightened once he saw you, running up for a hug. turning his head to his brother, making it clear you were the favourite.
“you guys are back early!” you nervously laughed, “toru didn’t take you for ice cream like he said?”
toru promising ice cream was a story you’d just managed to fabricate, a way to get them out of the house long enough to help akira escape.
“ice cream?!” takeru shot up in excitement as toru squinted at you, shaking his head. he opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted with a sneeze.
“what was that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“what was what? i didn’t hear anything.” you shrugged, trying to act innocent.
“you’re a bad liar, sister-chan.” toru crossed his arms, shaking his head.
“it sounded like a sneeze.” takeru added in, unaware of his own snitch-like behaviour.
“a sneeze that came from the linen closet.” your heart beat sped up as you watched toru walk across the room. mentally groaning, you remembered akira’s sensitivity to dust— what a poor hiding spot he’d chosen.
the setter was in shock as he opened the door and his team mates came falling out, rubbing his flushed red nose.
“kunimi? what are you doing in my house?!” his eyes wide with shock, toru caught on to the glance he sent your way, “oh my god! we’re you with my sister— takeru cover your ears.”
the elementary school boy did as he was told as toru turned your attention back to kunimi.
“it better not be what it looks like.” he got up in your boyfriends face and you’d just about had it with his protective older brother act. you stomped up to them and pushed toru out of the way.
grabbing akira’s hand with force you brought it up so your brother could see.
“toru i’ve had enough of you dictating my life. me and akira are dating, get over it now because, well because i love him!” you hadn’t expected to let it out, neither of you had used the ‘l’ word before.
kunimi’s eyes went wide as he squeezed your hand. toru, on the other hand looked on the brink of death, turning as pale as a ghost.
“l-love?” he stuttered, “how long has this been going on?”
“for a longtime, i should’ve told you sooner so i didn’t have to keep sneaking around with him.” you grumble, “now take our nephew to get ice cream so I can spend more time with my boyfriend before he needs to head home.”
toru stood up straight, nodding and the wave of rage that was coming off of you. he was used to seeing you as his sweet, innocent baby sister who inevitably needed to be protecting. but watching you stand up for yourself, he realized there was nothing he could do.
“fine, let’s go takeru.” he signaled to your nephew, who’d secretly been listening the whole time and as the pair walked out you let out a sigh.
“I guess it worked out for us, huh?” you chuckled, as you turned to face akira his face was almost expressionless, was he still in shock from the interaction? toru could be scary looking at times.
his eyes trailed down to your lips and then back at your eyes. a bright smile flashed onto his face, one that barely saw.
“i love you too.” his mind was racing, thinking about the words you’d just said to your older brother. he lanced forward, bringing you into his embrace.
holding your lips on his own, he felt you hands move up to his hair— he loved how you played with his hair, while he tugged at your waist.
pulling back, you pressed your forehead against his, laughing at how things had worked out. you felt like a burden had been lifted off your chest and that now, a new chapter was about to start.
cafe status: closed (please do not request anymore)
so i haven’t 100% decided what i want to do for the actual day of valentines but for the 14 days leading up to it i thought i’d do an event! hope you guys enjoy it!
place an “order” in the asks;
— for fluff order a mocha coffee
— for angst order a black coffee
— for hurt/ comfort order a tea
— if you’d like your request in fic form order it with strewberry pockys
— if you’d like your request in head canon form order it with chocolate pockys
if you’d like your request in smau (social media au) form order with matcha pockys
more specific requests here;
blueberry muffin: first date scenario
cake pop: writing love letters to their crush
cinnamon bun: long distance relationship
chocolate glazed donut: sick days scenerios
apple strudel: manager! reader
pumpkin pie: enemies to lovers
strawberry shortcake: friends to lovers
new: red velvet cupcake: there’s only one bed trope
— for any specific scenerios please specify!
example request would be: can i have [character name] with a mocha coffee and some strawberry pockets?
being the team manager for seijoh was already a tough job but to make it worse you were also trying to keep your boyfriend, and team captain in line almost everyday.
he’d always flash you cheeky smiles, trying different pranks to get you to fall into his arms. his touchy behavior was cute some of the time although it seemed to get excruciatingly worse around the holidays.
everywhere you looked, hanging from every door frame was a bundle of mistletoe and where there was mistletoe, oikawa wasn’t too far.
once, twice you would give in a place a soft kiss on his lips to get him focused on his practice against. although after every kiss, another grouping of mistletoe would pop up and every time you confronted him about it; toru always denied.
“alright, mister. I know you’re the one who keeps hanging up mistletoe everywhere!” you snapped as you stood in the door frame of the club room after makki had pointed out you where once again under the mistletoe.
toru only stood there, giggling like a young child as you were on the last straw. both boys should’ve been at practice already yet they were lounging around and playing silly games.
“always so tense, y/n-chan! i know what’ll get you out of this slump!” he practically skipped to you and stood in the door frame, “look! now you have to kiss me, y/n-chan.”
The playful grin on his face made your eyebrow twitched, as much as you loved your boyfriend, he was getting on your nerves. pouting, toru only poked your face with a wide smiling, leaning in slightly.
“aw, baby you’re so cute when you’re angry.” he teased with not only made you blush, but it made you even more bothered. you nudged his hand away from your face causing makki to chuckle, moving past the two of you and muttering something about ‘stupid lovebirds.’
“you should get to practice too, toru.” you crossed your arms over your chest, trying to act serious. even after dating oikawa for over a year, you still got a bit flustered when he got so close.
toru tapped his finger against his lips, pretending to think about something before shaking his head. “not until i get my mistletoe kiss because you know what they say not kissing under the mistletoe is ten years bad luck.”
“I don’t think that’s true toru.” you squinted, looking up at his silly antics but he shook his head, insisting it was the truth.
“fine.” you got on the tips of your toes and pecked his lips, “no bad luck, now get to practice or i’ll get iwaizumi to beat your ass.”
his face froze up, as he saluted out, rushing away. although, he wouldn’t tell anyone that he was planning out the next spot to plant the mistletoe.
