#dateko x reader

[dira333]

Roll the Dice Drabbles - Koganegawa & Hoodie

“Why do girls like wearing the hoodies of their boyfriends?” 

You turn at the question but finish your mouthful of popcorn before you answer.

“Counterquestion. Why do boys like it when girls wear their clothes?”

“I don’t know. I never had someone wear my clothes. “

“Not even your sister?” You ask, now getting curious. The documentary you were supposed to watch is slowly turning into background noise.

“Nah, she thinks I have no fashion sense.”

“Oh, same.” He throws you a look and you giggle. “I’m so sorry Kanji, but I’ve never seen you wear anything else besides gym clothes and your school uniform. Do you even own anything else?”

“I have a hoodie!” He tries to defend himself - but fails admirably.

-

“To answer your question, I think there are three reasons. At least there are for me. First, boy’s hoodies are really comfy. Second, if the boy smells good, the hoodie smells good too. And third is probably the same reason boys like seeing girls wearing their clothes.” You tell him with that twinkle in your eye that you always get when you’re holding back a joke or a tease or something else. Ever since you started to help him with his studies he’s started to learn more about you too. And he can’t say he wants to stop learning soon.

“And what’s that?”

“Ah…” Now there’s the smile that he likes the most. It’s small, almost not there.

-

“Is that my hoodie?”

You freeze at the question, crossing your fingers behind your back when you answer.

“Is it? I thought it was Tsukishima’s.”

Said blonde snorts in the kitchen as Koganegawa’s face falls into something looking like confusion.

“Do you have the same hoodie as me, Tsukki?”

“Don’t call me that.” The words are lacking the venom, have lacked it for months now. It’s more of a trademark phrase now. 

“That’s not my hoodie,” Tsukishima tells you, giving you a pointed look that you ignore.

[rae-is-typing]

In Which he Accidentally Confesses || Shibayama Yuki, Koganegawa Kanji

Notes: huge thanks to @millenialfanfictionaddiction​​ for proof reading!! 

Description: he accidentally confesses his feelings

Warnings: negative self talk, yuki being a bb, anxious kogane, kogane is also bb

Image count: 8

Masterlist

Shibayama Yuki

Koganegawa Kanji

[mattsunfairy]

embarrassing/ awkward things the haikyuu boys have done that may or may not be based on true stories

genre: crack humor

note: beware might contain a few icks

would wave back at someone not realizing the other person was waving at someone else

hinata, bokuto, asahi, LEV, kindaichi, koganegawa, yamaguci

auditioning for choir thinking they could sing but were actually hella tone deaf

OIKAWA, goshiki, nishinoya, bokuto

choked on their food while listening to ‘moments silence’ by hozier and their last thought being that they don’t want to die listening to a song about oral sex

ATSUMU, matsukawa, hanamaki, kuroo, tendou, semi

having to have their best friend guard the bathroom door because they’re having explosive diarrhea

tanaka (noya was guarding the bathroom), bokuto (kuroo was guarding lmao), IWAIZUMI i’m sorry king (oikawa was guarding the bathroom)

accidentally sending a picture of their celebrity crush to their moms

sugawara, suna, aran, FUTAKUCHI

clogging the sink w/ vomit at 3 in the morning bc of some bad thanksgiving leftovers but continues to eat those same leftovers.

ushijima, OSAMU, kyotani, daichi, kageyama

hitting someone else in the balls with a water balloon >:(

astumu rip osamu, shirabu (it wasn’t an accident), kita (it WAS an accident), LEV, kuroo, sugawara

successfully catfishing two (2) people with the same instagram account

kuroo, kenma (he scams men online bahaha), hanamaki, suna + osamu and they teamed up to catfish atsumu, kunimi

[killuababie]

your writing?? god tier ❤️👄❤️ can i request all of the teams with a soft girl manager? like she’s just a lil baby 🥺 she could be confronted by an intimidating person and she’d be like “hii :D want a cookie??” essentially she’s hinata in girl version

A soft babie

Pairing: Fukurodani x Fem!Manager, Date Tech x Fem! Manager.

Summary: Teams with a soft lovable manager.

Type: Fluffy, platonic headcanons.

A/N: OMG THANK YOU FOR SUCH A BIG COMMENT IM OVERJOYED!! I'm so sorry I wrote for only 2 teams, I hope that's okay with you.

Writing for all the teams in one go isn't possible, I have already stated that in my rules aswell :((

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FUKURODANI:

When you first introduce yourself as their new manager, they are so warm and welcoming towards you. Gentle and careful with their actions until you're used to being with them

The only thing they're worried about about is Bokuto, esp Akaashi.

Oop- name of the devil. He screams running towards the lil group formed, wanting to know what's happening

Bokuto: HEY HEY HEY!! WHATS Y'ALL DOING TOGE- OOHH WHO IS THIS??? mans loud af

Akaashi, slightly panicking, worrying he'll scare you off: Um that's-

You, equally hyped: Hello!! I'm y/n :D

HE'S THRIVING WHEN HE GETS TO KNOW YOU MORE

You both are constantly screaming

Rip everyone's ears

Bokuto: LET ME TEACH YOU VOLLEYBALL!!

You: YESSS!!!

Cue Akaashi running behind you both and wanting you to not get hurt because YOU'RE A BABIE- A BABIE HE MUST PROTECT AT ALL COSTS

Literally everyone is so protective of you. Would gladly fight someone if they hurt you.

Also, HUGS!!!

Y'all have this routine where you hug each and every team member before a game

Instant serotonin boost for everyone, esp Bokuto man's bouncing off the walls.

Bokuto LOVES to give you piggy back rides and you attach yourself to him like a koala.

Yukie, Kaori and you have these girlfriends picnics all the time.

Yukie abso-fucking-lutely never shares her food except if it's with you. SHE LOVES YOU WAY TOO MUCH and she's always give you a bite from what she is eating and blatantly refuse to Bokuto's pleas.

Which activates his emo mode but you give him a head pat with a hug and boom SEROTONIN BOOST

Honestly, the whole team is so glad to have you because just the sight of you makes them ✨ happy ✨

DATE TECH:

When you first introduced yourself everyone's first reaction was 'OH SHE IS S CUTE' ofc they said that in their head.

They're literally worshiping you low-key because you're a blessing in their life.

You make them nutrition bars and they are in tears, show them and encourage them? They're in tears.

EVEN FUTAKUCHI IS SOFT FOR YOU AND EVERYONE IS SHOCKED. He listens to you and only you.

Everyone demands head pats from you all the time except Aone :( he is scared that he will intimidate you :((

Pls protect him he's a very very soft baby.

You go to him to ask him when he's alone and he's PANICKING ;-; BECAUSE WHAT IF ;;-;; HE SCARES YOU ;;;-;;;

He's looking for help so that someone could speak for him

You: can you please kneel down a bit? 🥺

Aone, slightly confused but does it.

You, giving him head pats: Please don't be scared you are amazing :(

Aone, slightly tearing up: Thank you

You: I like your voice it's so unique :O here have a cookie :D

Babie is genuinely so, so happy, he's just so speechless to have met someone who isn't scared by him. He accepts your cookie nodding in appreciation.

He's kinda speechless but he definitely does appreciate your kind act towards him and he'll treasure this simple memory of you for rest of his life. MUST PROTECC

Aone starts warming up to you and talks more around you.

When the team finds out about it, they're definitely grateful for making him feel so comfortable.

Now you have them wrapped around your finger

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[beccascribbles]

the first of many - t.aone, k.futakuchi, k.koganegawa

the first kiss, one that symbolises the start of many. an important milestone in a romantic relationship.

warnings - swearing (only futakuchi)

word count - 700

i can’t see it happening very early in the relationship

you’re probably his first serious relationship and it takes time for him to truly open up to you (it probably took him little over a month to be able to hold your hand without blushing profusely)

anyway, you were at his house, standing in the kitchen chopping vegetables while he was in charge of cooking the meat

it was a friday and he had shocked you when he’d invited you over and told you that he would be making dinner

you insisted on helping, which he secretly found adorable

sometimes he would just watch you as you concentrated, carefully dicing the onion and blinking back the tears this action caused

“ow. my eyes really sting. nobu, do you have a wet cloth?”

he was by your side in an instant, one hand on your face to tilt it upwards while the other used the cloth to wipe away your tears

he smiled down at you, giving your hair an affection ruffle before he moved to step away

your hand wrapped around his wrist stopped him

he gave you a questioning look

in response, you placed a hand at the nape of his neck, tilting him downwards as you raised yourself up on your tiptoes

gently, you brushed your lips against his

you whispered against his lips “thanks for the help” before pulling away and beginning to chop again

he looked at you, mystified

your lips were so soft

the memory of your touch made him blush and he gave himself a moment to collect his thoughts before returning to what he was previously doing

at this point in your relationship, you knew all the steps to a kiss

you had felt his hands on your face, his thumb brushing against your cheek

you had held his smouldering gaze as his eyes flicked from yours to your lips

you had felt his breath against your lips, had leaned in to kiss him

but, each time he had pulled away with a chuckle

to say you were frustrated would be an understatement

he loved to tease you

but you were at the end of your tether

it had got to the point where you craved to feel his lips against yours, felt your gaze pulled to his lips whenever you were around him

“just fucking kiss me already, kenji” you whined

he smirked at you

“patience.”

“fuck patience” you murmed

not giving him time to react, you grabbed his face and kissed him

he melted into your touch, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him as his lips opened

with a click of your tongue, you pulled away from him

“someone got a bit eager for a kiss” you teased, beginning to walk away from him

“come back here.”

he grabbed you around the waist, pulling you back into him and crashing his lips against yours

i see this energetic boy just planting one on you when you least expect it, unable to contain himself any longer

you were both just sitting in the library

you were focused on your work, solving a series of complicated maths problems

koganegawa was supposed to be working as well

he did have his english work in front of him but he wasn’t really paying attention to it

his eyes kept drifting towards you

his leg was shaking uncontrollably under the table

honestly, he just wanted to get up and do something that didn’t involve sitting at a table

suddenly, he lurched forward, his head knocking against yours at the some moment your lips touched

you winced, pulling away

“ouch”

you rubbed the spot on your forehead, barely acknowledging the fact that you had just had your first kiss

“why you knock your head against mine, dummy?”

“sorry. let me try again.”

this time, he came in slower, his lips brushing against yours once again

you kissed back, reaching a hand up to cup the back of his neck

then, your teeth clashed

“i think we might need some practice” he admitted, blushing slightly

“we’ve got plenty of time for that.”

[mimi-cee-hq]

An Incriminating Blush - Moniwa x Reader

Summary: As you finally allow Moniwa to help you with your project, you wonder if the guy you've fallen for would ever like you back.

Pairing: Moniwa x f!reader

Genres, tropes, etc.: fluff, pining, getting together, friends to lovers, second year Moniwa

Words: 1,461

Author's Notes: I'm back to writing for an underrated character. lol. Another one of those, 'I don't know if anyone will read it but I'm going to write it anyway' lol. It's been a long time since I've written something so if you're on my taglist and aren't interested anymore, just let me know through this Google doc.

Author's note 2: This is the one-shot version of the Operation Moniwa SMAU that I dropped. This fic is pure romance though. I couldn't keep up the comedy in the SMAU. lol.

*****

Biting his lip as he held the stylus, Moniwa's hand glided over your drawing tablet, outlining the roof of the cafe.

"I told you to stop drawing," you remembered Moniwa scolding you the day before.

You sighed, watching him as he continued to draw on the digital canvas. You preferred to do the work by yourself, but Moniwa's offers were persistent because you often took on too much work. Even with your school's art festival coming up soon, you continued to refuse his help until you finally injured your wrist.

Your eyes fell on Moniwa's arm and hand as he continued to draw strokes on the awnings. Two of his knuckles were wrapped with tape from a toss gone wrong. A splinter from woodworking class made its mark on his thumb. Yet his fingers moved precisely from the abundant practice from creating technical drawings.

Looking at his furrowed brows, you admired the man you had fallen for. "You're really good at this," you commented with a gentle smile.

Still focused on the drawing, Moniwa replied with a wide grin, "I told you to let me help."

You laughed, expecting this answer. "How's the volleyball team doing?" you asked.

Moniwa sighed and slumped back on his chair as he reflected on their recent team meeting. "They made me the captain for the spring tournament," he told you. "The third years decided to retire to focus on school."

"That really suits you," you laughed.

"You haven't seen what my kouhais are like," he said. "Those first years are going to give me so much trouble."

"I'm a first year too," you said with a smirk.

After thinking for a moment, he replied, "That explains a lot."

You laughed and punched his arm in response. "So how are the other guys doing? Sasaya? Kamasaki?"

"Oh them?" he hummed. "They've been trying to set me up with someone...," he explained, words trailing.

You felt your stomach tighten, knowing exactly why. You ignored it. "That's sweet of them," you said with a smile.

"I thought so too at first. But then it got awkward, so I told them to stop," he continued. "Especially when I found out it was you..." Moniwa suddenly pressed his lips together, realizing he said too much. "Sorry! I shouldn't have told you that!" he explained in a fluster. "Now I'm just making it more awkward," he added, slapping his own forehead.

"No! No! It's okay!" you reassured him. "It's not awkward at all," you lied. You had always thought that Moniwa had only seen you as a friend, which was why you continued to hide your feelings from him. You were content enough to continue with your unexpected friendship with him. You held it close to your heart, attempting to protect it from cracking under your care.

After Moniwa left, you sat on your bed, the mattress sinking under your weight. Heaving a sigh, you wondered if you should move on. You've liked Moniwa since you had met him at the skating park a year ago, before you had entered high school. You shook your head, wishing to direct your mind elsewhere only to start scrolling through your past messages with him.

Moniwa was eager to help you when your skateboard broke. The axel was rusted and caused the front wheels to be unstable. You tried to use it anyway, only to be met with frustration. The skateboard was a gift from your eighth birthday. You had it for six years.

When Moniwa said he could salvage it, you didn't believe him, especially since he was only a year older than you. With scrap metal from projects and access to the machines at school, your next skateboard ride was smooth as if it were new again.

Lying on your bed, you shifted and faced the other way. You knew Moniwa was the kind of guy who'd help anyone. But when he started helping your classmate, Ami, with her theatre set, you couldn't help but be jealous. You knew he must have been busy constructing it, which was one of the reasons why you initially rejected his help. But he continued to insist, especially after you injured your wrist. You couldn't help but feel a little special, only to remember that this was normal for his personality.

Sighing, you thought that maybe it was enough to just be friends.

*****

It was 7 o’clock in the evening when you popped your head into the back theatre room. You saw Moniwa from the hallway after leaving your own classroom. With the school festival a week away, Moniwa was alone putting together the large pieces of the ship deck for the play.

The deck was about six feet wide. There was just barely enough room for it because one side of the room was filled with rows of costumes while the far side was filled shelves of various props. You spotted a decorative mirror, a Victorian dress, and a few jousting swords.

You gave Moniwa a large wave to get his attention. His eyes lit up when he saw you and he placed his power drill on his work table once he finished fastening the screw. “What are you doing here?” he asked.

“I finished up my tasks for our class’s activities. So I ran away before the class president could nag me to do more work,” you laughed as you shuffled into the room. “I only wanted to take a break and see what everyone else was working on.”

Moniwa smiled, giving a light tap on your head. “Y/n, you should go back. You’re always running away from your class prez.”

You pouted, rubbing your head to pretend you were hurt. “And I thought I left the nagging.”

“Then you shouldn’t have come here,” he said with a smug grin.

You heard chatter and footsteps from the hallway and quickly pushed Moniwa further into the room. After taking a few steps back, Moniwa stumbled on some costumes that were on the floor and he barely caught himself when he almost tripped on them. You also slipped but Moniwa’s chest and arms prevented you from falling.

Lifting your eyes to meet his, you remembered that Moniwa looked taller when he wasn’t beside his giant teammates. But as your gaze focused on him, he quickly turned his head away from you. He didn't realize that his action did very little to hide his face. After glancing to the side to the decorative standing mirror, your eyes widened.

"Moniwa…," you said. "Are you blushing?"

"N-n-no I'm not!" he stuttered, frantically waving his arms. But it was obvious to you because he had turned his face back to you, now seeing an even clearer view of his red nose and cheeks.

When you raised an eyebrow, he promptly covered his face with his hands and threw his head back in defeat. "Sorry Y/n," said his muffled voice. "Pretend you didn't see that."

You saw him bite his lip as he turned away from you, presumably to leave the room. When you grabbed his hand, he froze. You felt his hand clam up.

"What if I don't want to pretend," you told him. Moniwa turned to you, blinking a few times, your words not making any sense to him. So you clarified. "Moniwa, I like you."

At first, he froze. He was so stiff that you thought he wouldn't move even if you were to give him a poke. But when he came to, his words rushed out of his mouth in a fluster. "What? Why would you like me? You're smart and pretty and talented and fun to be around…" He continued to ramble. "And I'm plain and boring and not very strong and–"

You quickly cut him off when you hugged his waist and relaxed onto his chest. He liked you. You couldn't believe he liked you. Moniwa just didn't understand how amazing he was. You were pretty sure Ami liked him as well. You sighed, wishing you had noticed his insecurities earlier. You've been watching him for at least a year. You felt like you should have known.

You laughed, more out of relief than amusement. He liked you back. All those memories of you anguishing over your unrequited feelings suddenly vanished and were replaced with joy. He liked you.

Moniwa flailed his arms when you fastened your hold even tighter on his waist. He quickly scanned the room, nervous that others might have seen.

"So are you going to hug me back or not?" you asked.

"I- Is that okay?"

You gave him a smirk, then a peck on the cheek. "Of course."

You once again saw that blush that you were waiting months to finally see. A blush reserved only for you.

*****

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[akaashisupremacy]

Lucky

Summary: Futakuchi knows you probably deserve someone better, but he can’t help loving you for himself.

Notes: Idk why but I’m strangely invested in Futakuchi’s character. If you like this, check my other Futakuchi fic here.

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Futakuchi  x reader  

genre: FLUFF, ALL THE CUTIE HEARTWRENCHING FLUFF  (wc: 780)

You open the door to find Futakuchi with flowers in hand. It’s 6 pm on a Sunday night.

“What’s the occasion?” you ask, racking your brain for an event in your relationship.

“Just because,” he smirks, shrugging his shoulders. You gladly take the flowers but remain a little confused.

“You always complain they’ll just die,” you comment, scratching your head.

“And they will,” he replies, “but you like them and that’s what matters.”

You tilt your head and smile. Although you’ve known him since he was Dateko, you never thought you’d actually date him. Futakuchi had a reputation for being cocky and troublesome even if he was attractive enough. That was enough to keep him at arm’s length.

You reconnected with him a few years after high school. By then he was already working for an electric company and you were still in college. He was still fun and snarky but you were surprised at how easy vulnerability came to him when it was just the two of you. What started out casual quickly became serious.

“Honestly, I thought you’d be more angsty and immature,” you told him a few dates in.

To which he chuckled, “I try to do better.”

Futakuchi loves alone time with you. He’s not one for fancy dates. He likes it best if you can both just watch a movie with his arm around you or play video games together. Tonight’s agenda is a movie off Netflix.

Halfway through the movie, he searches for a fan and it turns on. The humidity of the summer air makes the air sticky. You go get some cold soda, and he kisses the side of your forehead in thanks.

“I like this. I wish we can have more time together,” he murmurs. Work has been busy for him lately.

“Yeah, you know maybe we should move in.” you suggest, shifting on the couch. You’ve both been talking about it for a while now.

“We probably should. It’ll be great. You hate laundry, it’s my favorite chore. You like the dishes, I hate them. We’ll be a good team.” he jokes, turning towards you. You roll your eyes. He draws you close and plants a kiss on your bare shoulder.

“We should move in when my rent is up,” he agrees, turning back to the  computer. The buzz of the fan and the dialogue of the film replaces your conversation in the languid summer evening. He continues, “And maybe get married while we’re at it even though your family won’t like it.”

You both tense up at his words. The lazy summer atmosphere melts in a flash.

“I know your family thinks you can do better than me because all your siblings are married to fancy doctors and lawyers and stuff, but I promise I can look after you. Even if I went to trade school and not college. I know I’m not rich—“ his eyes look panicked as he rambles.

“Futakuchi, calm down.” And of course his anxiety shoots up.

“I don’t need your money or your job title. I want you.” you declare, “And nothing my family says will change that.”

“So will you say yes if  I ask you to marry me?” the words just slip from his mouth and when he realizes what he’s done, he scrambles for damage control.

“Look, I don’t have a ring. I saved up for it but I haven’t bought it—we can pick it out together. Shit I really didn’t think I’d be doing this tonight—“ he curses, frantically throwing his hands up.

“I don’t need a ring. I’d rather put that money for a house.” you say quietly, taking his hands into yours.

“I’ve been saving for a long time, I want you to have something nice.” he insists.

Your family thought Futakuchi was decent, but they’d hope you’d find someone more white collar. You brushed off their concern, but it’s definitely a chip to his shoulder.

You sit and pause to think.

“Alright, but I don’t want anything fancy, ok?” you nod.

“I’ll get you anything you want.” he earnestly promises.

He hugs you with teary eyes and you’re surprised to find your eyes wet too. The meditative buzzing of the cicadas in the background is interrupted when you realize you’re sniffling. He presses his forehead against yours and wipes your tears with his thumb. You close your eyes, tears of joy uncontrollably streaming down your face.

“I’m so lucky to have you.” he murmurs. And he genuinely means it. It was easy for you to look past his high school reputation, his job, his flaws. It was so easy for you to love him. How are you real?

You tighten your embrace around him and softly smile, “I’m glad you're mine too.”

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[oh-my-may]

Aone with a shy and short s/o

requested: hi ♡  are you willing to do hcs for aone with  a s/o that is really shy and short

I tried my best but it’s not that long :( I still don’t have that good of a grip for his personality because he doesn’t talk that much oh well... I still hope you like this!

Aone Takanobu

You’re his precious little bean okay :(

First of all I think he’s also quite shy? Especially outside of volleyball, so it took him quite some courage to ask you out (cuuute)

From the first moment he saw you he was just bewitched by your whole existence. The way you fiddle with your hands when talking to someone? When you awkwardly look on your feet because you feel embarrassed? Your tiny figure? He’s in love

Y’all look so cute together when you’re in public because he’s HUGE and you just look hilariously tiny next to him

But he loves holding your hand!! It’s so small and you always have sweater paws because of your fiddling and honestly when you grabbed for his hand the first time he was blushing like crazy and he just malfunctioned for several moments... What a big softie

Your size and shyness also awakens his instinct to protect you from everyone and everything! Like when Koganegawa comes up to you and starts rambling like crazy and asks you SO many questions and you just look so overwhelmed by his whole existence Aone steps in and you just smile softly to yourself because your boyfriend is the cutest :)) Or just generally when you look a little uncomfortable talking to someone or something like that he just grunts and will occasionally even speak to the people and tell them to back off!

I thing generally you would stay inside a lot? Not that many dates outside because sometimes people are scared of him and it makes him uncomfortable (aaw, please no :c). Even though you try to comfort him as best as possible, he still likes to just cuddle up on the couch with you and watch Disney movies until you both fall asleep.

He just loves holding you (is 9/10 times the big spoon except when he’s really really tired and exhausted) because you’re so small and adorable and just... He might combust because of you (in the best way possible, of course)

So basically, the softest relationship ever!!