things i find insanely attractive ─ haikyuu edition
𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 : 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 : 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽! 𝗅𝗂𝗂𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗒, 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 : 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗇𝗀𝗅 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 : 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝟦𝟧𝟢-𝟩𝟢𝟢 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺.𝗇 : 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟤 | 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼. 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝟥 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝟤 !! 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 <𝟥 | 𝗃𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇
𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖲𝖮 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖧𝖠𝖵𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖫𝖮𝖮𝖪 𝖴𝖯
starring : kageyama; tsukishima; kuroo; oikawa; iwaizumi; bokuto; ushijima; sakusa; suna
the subway was too cramped. you stood at the far back, leaning against the surface behind you while your friend held onto the metallic bar next to you. the entire ride, irritation had been etched onto his face, his eyebrows permanently furrowed in nothing but frustration. and the more the train welcomed passengers, the less patience he had.
“should’ve taken the car,” he had sighed earlier when someone’s elbow dug into his side. more to himself than anyone, really, given how you didn’t hear a word he had said.
truth be told, you didn’t really mind the crowded space – although the heat was unbearable.
even so, you could handle it. if it meant being so close to him.
as the subway stopped at yet another station, more people made their way inside, the ones behind him pushing onto him until his other hand slammed onto the wall behind you, startling you the slightest bit.
slowly, you tilted your chin up, eyes raking over the width of his torso, the broadness of his shoulder. catching onto the way his throat bobbed, the shock written in his eyes, equally as wide as yours. hot breath fanned over your face, the scent of his cologne dizzying. the hand beside your head dropped, brushing over your arm as it did so, goosebumps rising on your skin at the barely-there contact.
you didn’t say anything. didn’t crack a joke to ease the tension. simply stared up at him, utterly dumbfounded, scared that if you even dared to open your mouth, your feelings would tumble out of it before you could even think about stopping yourself.
and they felt so, so heavy. so hefty. so much more burdensome than anytime they ever had in the past few years. worse than when you were still a naive high school student. you’d always guarded yourself, kept emotional distance between the both of you, made sure that you’d never dare to play with the line between what you were and what you wanted to be to him.
and yet. the fact that it could have taken such a small incident for you to spill all your secrets to him was embarrassing, really.
“sorry,” he suddenly muttered, bringing your attention back to the situation at hand.
the smile he offered you was tight. barely reached his eyes.
you shook your head, lashes fluttering as you looked at anything but him. but he was not having it, for once allowing himself to act on impulse instead of thinking about it. his fingers found yours, his skin hot against yours, pulling gently on them until you finally looked up at him again, mouth dry.
“don’t look away,” he murmured, loud enough so only you could hear, his tone almost pleading.
“look at me.”
and how could you refuse him.
𝖯𝖴𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤𝖱 𝖡𝖸 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖶𝖠𝖨𝖲𝖳
starring : daichi; sugawara; kuroo; iwaizumi; matsukawa; akaashi; kita; osamu; suna
you barely found time to spend with your boyfriend.
your busy schedules barely ever align, often only having the time for a quick lunch together or even a small coffee break before finding yourselves late to your respective occupations. and while you could be understanding, you couldn’t help but feel lonelier and lonelier the more time passed. it wasn’t lost on him, noting how defeated you’d look when he’d excuse himself or when your manager would ask you to hurry back to your office.
and so, on his way back home a few days ago, when he’d caught sight of a flyer promoting a summer festival, he was quick to cancel all of his plans that evening and urged you to do the same.
you’d felt giddy the entire time you were getting ready, opening your apartment door to find him dressed in a black yukata, chuckling at the loose belt around his waist, prompting him to turn around so you could fasten it for him properly.
“you look beautiful,” he had told you, pressing a tender kiss to your temple after taking in the breathtaking sight of you in your own floral attire.
the festival was booming. kids ran around and away from their worried parents while couples strolled around, hand in hand. and so were you, fingers intertwined with your boyfriend’s while you held a candied apple in the other, swinging both your and his arm happily as you chatted away.
suddenly, your eyes caught sight of flames rising to the sky and, without thinking, you dragged your poor boyfriend to the food stalls. visibly, you weren’t the only one who’d been attracted by the fire, dozens of people standing before the, supposedly, seafood stand. the cook was seemingly much better at charring the squids and scallops, rather than actually cooking them.
while he didn’t really care much for the spectacle, your boyfriend didn’t mind staying here for a few minutes if it meant seeing you beam this way, amazed by the display of poor cooking skills taking place in front of you.
a movement on your right caught his eyes, noticing someone trying to slip between you and the person behind you. not thinking too much about it, his arm looped around your waist, bringing you the tiniest bit closer to him. the sudden contact made you jump, drawing a small smile on his face. but he didn’t say anything, simply pulling you into him a bit more.
your shoulder brushed against his chest, his cheek resting on top of your head as he tried to find the same interest you did in the impromptu show.
although he knew you were far too distracted to even care about it anymore.
𝖧𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖨𝖭 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖧𝖠𝖨𝖱 𝖶𝖧𝖨𝖫𝖤 𝖧𝖴𝖦𝖦𝖨𝖭𝖦
starring : sugawara; kageyama; kenma; akaashi; iwaizumi; kita; sakusa
you felt like it’s been forever since the last time you’d seen your beloved boyfriend. while he had promised to be quick about his family visit, you couldn’t help but feel like your chest was nothing but a gaping whole, missing his presence like no other, praying that your missing piece would just make its way back to you.
“you’re being overly dramatic,” your friend had sighed over the phone at your shenanigans. “he’s only been gone for two days and he’s coming back tomorrow.”
it didn’t matter to you. your plushies weren’t big enough to help you drift to sleep, the fleece blankets not warm enough to shield you from the oh-so freezing summer breeze at night. worst of all, you had to take the subway back home every evening instead of sitting in the comfortable passenger seat of his car and dozing off.
and so, mourning his absence like a widow, you strolled around your shared apartment wearing the clothes he had left behind and drinking in his mugs, drowning yourself in his cologne and sleeping in his side of the bed in hopes that maybe, just maybe, you could feel a bit of the warmth he’d left behind.
your nap was disrupted by the sound of keys jingling at the door.
it was a bit embarrassing, really, how quickly your ears caught onto the sound, regardless of you being half-asleep.
without thinking twice, you rolled off the bed, landing on the floor with a small yelp. not letting the pain in your butt stop you, you rose to your feet, practically bouncing your way to the front door.
at the sight of you running up to him, your boyfriend didn’t hesitate before letting his bags drop to the floor, catching onto the adorable yet sleepy smile painted on your face and the messiness of your hair and the shirt you’d clearly stolen from his side of the closet.
with a small huff of laughter, he opened his arms to you, letting you burrow yourself in his embrace. no words were spoken between the two of you, the silence interrupted by soft sighs and quiet giggles. lopping your arms around his torso, you buried your face into his neck, your need for his warmth and presence finally quenched.
his hand rested on the small of your back, pressing you impossibly closer to him, face buried into your hair while his other hand rested on the back of your head. he swallowed harshly, suddenly realizing how much he’d missed this, how much he’d missed you.
sure, you did speak on the phone every day he had spent away. and sure, it wasn’t like the two of you were separating for that long. but God, did he never want to be apart from you ever again.
his arm tightened its hold around your midriff, squeezing you closer to him and you made a noise akin to a squeal, your laughter muffled into his skin as he mumbled something about stringing you along with him the next time he’d have family matters to attend to.
your hands caressed his back, nodding along to his nonsense.
you wished you could have melted into him.
𝖧𝖨𝖬 𝖡𝖤𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖦𝖮𝖮𝖣 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖫𝖣𝖱𝖤𝖭
starring : sugawara; daichi; yamaguchi; hinata; kuroo; akaashi; kita; osamu; atsumu
you’ve always been convinced that you’d rather walk on a thin bridge of needles, barefooted, above a lava lake, rather than get pregnant.
the absolute nightmare of spending nine months of utter suffering, throwing up and waddling around like a penguin was not on your to-do list.
not now. not tomorrow. not ever.
and to think that it only took your baby cousin visiting your messy apartment while your boyfriend was around to re-consider the promise you’d made to yourself as a teenager was embarrassing, in a way.
it wasn’t your fault, really. and it wasn’t like you had planned this. your aunt, who was weirdly close to your age, had dropped off her adorable daughter at your house, claiming that she needed someone to babysit the toddler as she had an impromptu meeting to attend to. and who were you to refuse, really, not minding whatever she was saying as you were way too busy holding the baby in your arms and cooing lovingly at her.
she’d always been an angel, according to your aunt, and you couldn’t agree more. barely crying when her mother left, finishing her bottle with no issue. to top it off, it only took a few, gentle taps to her back to burp her.
you’d spent most of the morning on your own, absentmindedly patting her tummy while she napped beside you, feeding her when it was time and watching her try her hardest to solve the shape puzzles laid on the floor, her eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration.
your boyfriend had sent you a text you were too distracted to see and it was quite a surprise to find him ringing your apartment bell. and you could tell he was equally as confused, staring at the baby you were holding on your hip beaming at him.
safe to say it only took them ten minutes to become inseparable.
“she’s such an angel,” he said, fondness coating his words as he encouraged her to crawl to him.
and she’d clearly taken a liking to him. you didn’t mind the break, laying comfortably on your couch, watching the both of them communicate in babbles. well, you were mainly watching him, truth be told, discovering a side to him that you’d never seen before.
to say that you liked it would be an understatement.
it was adorable, truly, watching him be so invested in the conversation between them, repeating the half-words she was squealing at him with such a tender look to his eyes and applauding her when she’d solve her little games, to which she’d respond by bouncing in place, overjoyed that she was being showered in praise.
unfortunately, your aunt just had to interrupt the peaceful atmosphere in your flat and it took everything in you to not hide her baby away so you could keep her a bit longer with you. and it seemed like your cousin didn’t want to leave either, seeing how her lips wobbled and her eyes turned glassy, distressed by the fact that she couldn’t stay longer.
after bidding her a painfully long and emotional goodbye, you closed the door behind you, flopping back onto the couch while he sat on the floor in front of you, leaning his back onto the coffee table behind him, bringing his water bottle to his lips.
it took you a few seconds of staring before you spoke up again.
“y’sure you don’t want a football team?”
needless to say, he almost choked on his drink.
𝖲𝖫𝖮𝖶, 𝖫𝖠𝖹𝖸 𝖪𝖨𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖭𝖦
starring : kenma; akaashi; suna; osamu; sakusa
you’d been so stressed out lately.
between your countless deadlines and the sudden family drama you were dragged into, you didn’t know where to look or where to start. and it wasn’t lost on your boyfriend. he noticed the way you were easily irritated lately, the frustration wrapping around your words, how jittery you’d been, the permanent frown on your face.
he hated to see you like this.
and while he did wish he could take the weight off of your shoulders, it wasn’t like he could just barge into your familial issues or do the work you’d gotten a degree for.
thus, he was limited to little actions he hoped would help ease your situation a bit. he’d been on kitchen duty for the past month, cooking up your favorite meals every night and making your coffee exactly how you like it in the morning.
the apartment you both shared had always been tidy yet it felt pristine every time you’d walk in lately, finding no dust particles in the air and the wooden floor scrubbed perfectly. you could even see yourself through it.
hell, he’d make sure you never ran out of anything, checking you makeup and skincare drawers every week despite knowing such products don’t need refills for a good amount of time. yet you’d still find lipglosses and serums you were sure weren’t there in the first place.
despite his best efforts, there was no helping your situation. so he opted for the next best thing he could think of.
arms crossed and leaning against the doorway, he watched you huff and puff about your irritating uncle, rambling about evil he was, always bringing his opinion where it wasn’t needed. cruelly enough, your boyfriend wasn’t paying mind to your words, simply observing you with a fond smile.
as you came closer to him, his hand grabbed ahold of yours, pulling you closer to him despite your protests.
“i have to sleep,” you whined to him, glaring up with exhaustion written all over your face.
tenderly, his lips pressed against your forehead, caressing their way down the space between your eyebrows. his other hand slid up your arm, drawing shivers all over your skin, grazing the length of your neck before tilting your chin up, eyes meeting yours.
“i know,” was the only thing he’d said before his lips pressed against yours.
and with the way your shoulders immediately relaxed, how your arms looped around his neck and the soft sigh slipping past your mouth, he wondered why he didn't opt for this option from the very beginning of your torment.
he’d assumed that, given your distressed state, you wouldn’t want anyone close enough that you could feel their presence. yet he found that he was wrong, seeing how you melted so easily into him, all the tension you had stored within you forming a pathetic puddle at your feet.
his lips were soft, slightly chapped, yet so gentle as they moved against yours. he kissed you like he had all the time in the world, one arm wrapped around your waist while the other cradled your face like you were made of glass, thumb stroking against your cheek lovingly.
he didn’t rush anything, humming as your fingers played with his hair, tilting your head back the slightest bit as he deepened the kiss.
despite his slow pace, you couldn’t help the overwhelming feeling that was taking over you. heat pooled at the pit of your stomach as his tongue slid against yours, a small noise tumbling out of your mouth when his teeth nipped playfully at your bottom lip.
when he took a step forward, you took two back. until the back of your knees hit the bed behind you, forcing you to break away from him as you fell onto the mattress.
with a small chuckle, your boyfriend sat beside you, his hand caressing your cheek as he stared at you with nothing but adoration and something akin to hunger.
“let me take care of you, yeah?”
the next day, you’d called in sick.
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