Hi! I saw that your requests were open! So could I request character headcanons (with Asahi, Kuroo, and Ushijima) Where the reader is on a date with her boyfriend, but since she’s a bit short they think she’s being blackmailed or kidnapped? Like the people think the Haikyuu boy is from the mafia or something, and how each of the boys will react. Tysm, plz take your time :)
Totally bud! Very interesting concept, so it kinda got away from me lol
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🌄Asahi, Kuroo, & Ushijima + A BIG Misunderstanding🌌
Summary: These boys never seem to make the best first impressions. So, what happens when their S/O, a generally unassuming figure, hangs around them in a situation a little too suspicious for anyone’s comfort?
A/N: Kuroo is now my favorite character to talk about lmaooo
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🐻Asahi Azumane🐻
I’m gonna preface this by saying: With time, most people realize that you’re the most likely one to be part of some dangerous gang or mafia
This is for two reasons:
1) You had an almost concerning protective streak over your boyfriend (Which, can people really blame you?)
2) Said boyfriend would cry over a mosquito he accidentally killed
But, the reason you guys worked was because you both had qualities the other person could use a little more of
Asahi was sweet, gentle, and a little glass-hearted. He took a lot of consideration for the people around him, and hated when he accidentally made others uncomfortable
You did try to bring out his more assertive side! But, until then, you were perfectly fine with compensating for his timid nature
And that’s actually what you were doing now!
You and Asahi were trying to get to an apparel shop you both liked for a quiet date
Emphasis on trying
The mistake you both ended up making was going out on the busiest, most crowded day in Miyagi
You were convinced that half the people on the streets didn’t even live here
But, the amount of people crowding the area wasn’t necessarily what pissed you off. You could handle yourself perfectly fine for how unassuming you looked
No, it was the fact that the sea of people around you and your boyfriend insisted on pushing Asahi around, indiscriminately bumping into him and making him even more anxious in the crowd
You decided to forgo reprimanding the rude people in favor of comforting your boyfriend and getting him away from the situation. He was starting to shake while his breathing got shallow and his footsteps stuttered
You squeezed Asahi’s hand and put his arm around your shoulders, bringing his full attention to you
“I think there’s a cafe in that alleyway over there! We can go there and ride things out if you want?”
“Hm? Oh- yeah, we can do that!”
Asahi leaned down, pressing his lips to your forehead before whispering: “Thank you…”
Just for good measure, you gripped the back of Asahi’s jacket so you could effectively lead him to the alleyway you spotted
Though…the position you were in did look a little awkward, especially with the occasional stumbles you both made
From the outside looking in, it kind of looked like Asahi was manhandling you. A bit roughly at that
It wasn’t exactly clear whether or not you were okay. You were just so small compared to that guy, anything could be going on right now. And the guy with the goatee did look kinda shady from the beginning
Before you made it to your destination, you felt a sharp tug on your arm. You were pulled about six feet away from Asahi to face a middle aged woman, concern etched all over her face
You kept from lashing out right away, asking questions felt like the better first action
“Ma’am, what are you-“
“Hon, are you alright?? Is that man bothering you?”
The woman’s voice came out in a harsh, frantic whisper, eyes darting from you to Asahi, who had just found out where you had gone
You stood confused for no less than ten seconds before excusing Asahi to wait for you at the cafe
“I- Why-…I’m sorry, but what are you talking about??”
“If you need help, just tell me. There’s a police station nearby! Wherever he’s taking you, you don’t have to go with him.”
Your exact facial progression as you realized what the woman was talking about: 🤨😯😨😓
Huh???
You had forgotten that so many people saw Asahi as a threat. Sure, he was a big guy, but his demeanor was so small? Were you just too used to being around Asahi? How many people thought what the woman in front of you did and were just too scared to say anything?
“Ah…yeah, no. That’s my boyfriend. He gets really disoriented in crowds, so he latches onto me when he gets too anxious.”
After multiple “Are you sure?”s from the woman, she finally dropped the issue, wishing you a good afternoon
When you finally made it back to Asahi, you pressed your nose to his and gave him a short, soft kiss while he was hunched over
Flustered and confused, Asahi looked at you with big, worried eyes
“Hi…what was that back there? Was there something wrong?”
You thought for no more than two seconds. It would be best not to ruin his mood for now.
“Nah, someone just wanted to sell me something.”
“Oh, okay! Should…we go now?”
“Yeah! I heard there’s some good pastries at this place too.”
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🐈⬛Tetsurou Kuroo🐈⬛
Let’s not kid ourselves here, Kuroo has always been a shifty-looking person
The height, the slinky figure, the eyes, the smirk that showed itself far too often for anyone’s comfort
The man is already a capitalist for christ’s sake, just make his work illegal and you’ve got the calculating right hand of a mafia boss 😐
Perception is not always reality. We know that. Kuroo knew that. But, despite everything. Despite the preaching of way too many fictional coming of age stories, first impressions matter
First impressions were how Kuroo miraculously ended up with two separate inaccurate reputations from high school:
“Nekoma’s #1 Garden Tool”
And “Mega-Douche-3000”
How you and Kuroo ended up in each other’s lives is nothing to brag about, but you both found it interesting enough to chuckle when either of you randomly recalled it
You and Kuroo were promoted to equal positions in different departments around the same time. You knew of Kuroo. You knew of his mixed bag of relationships with his coworkers. Some found him suave, some found him smarmy
But, upon seeing his style of communication and efficient work pace, you found it hard to care about secondhand rumors. He was intelligent, ambitious, and a very good code-switcher (he could adapt to almost every person in the room in a conversation)
But, Kuroo’s relationship with you was always a bit different. Neither of you had anything to gain or lose from each other, but you kept ending up in the same board room. With no appearances to keep up around someone who can neither help nor hurt you, there was nothing left to do but vibe when you happened to sit next to each other and converse
Kuroo quickly found out why you were promoted to a similar position as him. You didn’t always know everything, but you never had a problem finding information. You were personable in the smooth, witty sense, keeping up a chill front until you could drown your anxieties in coffee. And you had little to no problems managing your employees like a well-oiled machine
You matched Kuroo’s wit shot-for-shot, and you soon revealed to each other what dorks you both were. Your banter was that of twelve-year-old boys
But, having this special relationship apart from your coworkers quickly turned into tension. Thick, hot, and noticeable enough for the people around you to start talking
They would see you and Kuroo on your coffee breaks, talking alarmingly close to each other as Kuroo stood over you, a hand on the wall above your head
They would notice when you made visits to each other’s cubicles, whispering something unintelligible into the other person’s ear before earning a flick on the forehead or a jab in the side from the latter
OooOOH you wanna kiss each other SO BAD just DO IT
Unfortunately, here’s where a third, more serious rumor comes in
See, there’s this bar that Kuroo goes to that’s closer to the outskirts of the city, where the crime rate is just a bit higher than the rest on the area
Organized crime, to be exact
And Kuroo does go to that bar an awful lot…
Your coworkers think Kuroo is part of the mafia is what I’m saying.
And when Kuroo finally invites you for a date at a bar (not even the one Kuroo usually goes to), that’s when they start getting worried about you
You were almost hyper-competent in the workplace, and intelligent enough to know when people were trying to take advantage of you. But…Kuroo was just so shady and imposing. And you were so small and easily targeted
Was agreeing to this date even of your own volition?? Did he have something on you? It’d be a shame if something awful happened to you if it were completely preventable
The day before the date, Kuroo had to leave the office early to help a friend whose name you’ve heard before
Something, something, “Kenma tried cooking for Chibi-chan”, something
This left you open to be confronted by your coworkers
Random people around the office, coworkers and employees alike, began dropping by your cubicle uncharacteristically frequently. And every single one of them asked about the same thing: You and Kuroo’s relationship
They asked what you thought about Kuroo, if you actually wanted to go on that date with him. They kept urging you to be “honest” with them, and that “if anything is going on, you can tell them. Kuroo-san isn’t here right now!”
You didn’t understand why they were using such a tone of voice with you, nor what they were talking about. They spoke to you like you were a suspected victim of blackmail or ab-
Oh
What?
That’s what they think is going on between you and Tetsurou??? They think he’s forcing you into this?
You quickly cleared up the situation:
“Look, I’ve worked with most of you for long enough to know that you were hired for a reason. You’re smart people. A lot of you are smarter than me. But, the collective lack of critical thinking in the room is giving me a migraine, so let’s get two things straight.”
“One: Kuroo is quite literally the most simple person I’ve ever met. The man’s got cunning while he works. But g u y s, he takes pleasure in showing off his new kitty-cat socks under board meeting tables. Do you really think he has the desire to do whatever illegal shit you think he’s doing??”
“Two: I swear on my nonexistent firstborn, my life isn’t interesting enough for someone to find blackmail I haven’t already reconciled with. Besides, I like Kuroo! He’s cool and he just happened to ask me out! I’m fine. So, you can stop wearing my voice out visiting my section every three minutes.”
You texted Kuroo right after you dismissed everyone to firm up your plans 👍🏽
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😑Wakatoshi Ushijima😑
Your boyfriend is a big dude. I know that. You’ve known that. And you wouldn’t be dating Ushijima if you were uncomfortable with that
But, your boyfriend is also a socially stunted dude
His large stature + his low, imposingly proper speech pattern + his prominent RBF = An unnatural amount of people going out of their way to avoid crossing Ushijima’s path
But, Ushijima himself could never seem to figure out why people actively avoided him
It wasn’t like it hurt his feelings or anything. He had better things to focus on. But, it was more the why of the behavior that kept Ushijima’s curiosity
You had actually met Ushiwaka himself at a national middle school tournament. And you both were from different prefectures
But, despite such polarizing situations, Ushijima managed to catch you playing as the captain of your team
“Small, but mighty. Respectable.” He noted to himself after watching for a minute. You weren’t exactly the star of the court, but it was clear that you played a vital role in holding things together
Ushijima managed to catch you right after your team won the match. Nothing important, just congratulating you and commending your skills
Now, admittedly, you were off put by how much older Ushijima looked at the time. At least, compared to you. But, that initial shock faded into amusement once you realized the guy in front of you was bluntly, yet clumsily complimenting you
You found Ushijima interesting, especially for a supposed top spiker. So, you kept talking to him. Asking questions, laughing at his blank (Which you later found to just be subtle) expressions, and being endeared by his perfect honesty
To be honest, it was a joke at first. But, you ended up writing your phone number on a pamphlet for the convention center you played at, giving it to Ushijima before going back to meet your team
Imagine your surprise when he actually ended up texting you 🤩🤩🤩
“This is Ushijima Wakatoshi, from nationals. You gave me your phone number?”
The rest is history! You and Wakatoshi ended up getting together in a cozy long-distance relationship, with you both finding comfort in having someone to talk to at any time with just a text or call
But, here’s the gag:
None of your high school teammates even know you’re in a relationship
They know that you’re always getting notifications on your phone during practice. But, you’ve always been conservative about your life outside of volleyball. Those texts could be anything!
But, in the interest of respecting their captain, they left any suspicions or questions they had alone
So, your third year rolls around and your team makes it to nationals again. And you find out that your boyfriend has made it too! 🥳
At that point, you actually hadn’t considered the fact that your team had no concept of your relationship with Ushijima. It just didn’t seem important or pressing. Especially with third year responsibilities weighing heavily on your schedule
So, when you snuck off to another part of the convention center after your team’s first victory, worries concerning you and your safety were raised alarmingly high among your teammates
Where’s Cap going???
With enough deliberation, your team appoints your poor little first year manager to follow your trail and find out why you ran off and where to
Eventually, he finds you near a Miyagi team by the name of “Shiratorizawa”, and they didn’t look very concerned about you hanging around as closely as you were. Did you know them? It seemed like you were waiting for someone though-
Oh Jesus-Fuck-Nuggets what is that
Titan Alert! TITAN ALERT !!!
Your manager almost pissed himself at the sight of a stone-faced, 6’2” behemoth approaching you from the direction of the bathrooms. You glanced at him, seemingly surprised (???) at the guy’s continental strides towards you
You said something to the man, too far for the shaky, shitty mess of a first year watching you to hear. And he seemed to say something back before quickly moving his hand to your face, caressing your cheek with his big-ass thumb
You looked shocked before coming to your senses and lightly swatting the man’s hand away, your expression similar to when you reprimanded your kouhai with a softer edge
Is this guy harassing you?? Who is he?? Is he Shiratorizawa’s coach or something?? Are you okay???
“H-hey!!”
You perked up at the familiar voice coming in your direction, pulling your attention away from getting Ushijima to stop fretting over the floor burn on your cheek
“Huh? Mikami? What are you doing so far from the team?”
“You know him?”
Mikami frantically cut off your coming response to your boyfriend, sweating like a sinner in church:
“(Y/n), are you okay?! I can go get security if something’s wrong?? O-or not!! I…I can fight I think…?”
You stared incredulously at your manager before you put the pieces of his misunderstanding together in your head. You chuckled:
“Oh man, I thought you went crazy for a second, kid…”
You amusedly cleared up the situation, explaining your relationship to Mikami. Whom of which, was getting more and more ashamed as he realized his mistake
Once everything was properly explained, you sent Mikami off so everyone else wouldn’t get worried about you or him. And you were about to cut your meeting with Wakatoshi short too, until he delicately grabbed your hand before you walked away
His eyes were unsure, the first sign of such an emotion that you’ve ever seen in him
“(Y/n). You know that I would…never try to hurt you. Right?”
You looked back at Wakatoshi, endeared by his carefulness. You kissed the tip of his nose:
“Of course. You wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
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[🌌 There you go bud! That’s one set of headcanons for the road. Hopefully it lasts for a while, but if it doesn’t, feel free to come back! I’d be thrilled to see you again.🌄] —Reagan