Synopsis: Telling the Timeskip!Hq characters to bark for you
•Barks immediately, zero shame, zero Hesitation. They are down bad for you and will get on their knees wearing puppy ears and bark. If you’d ask. They put effort into earning pussy.
a/n: English isn’t my first language, criticism is welcomed but please be nice. Likes, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated! Do not steal or copy my work.
n: tysm for more than 400 followers guys wtf!! love y’all
— you said one nice thing and now kenji’s acting like he just got engaged on live television.
futakuchi kenji x f!reader | fluff
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FUTACOOCHIE, MY BELOVED 😚 he’s so fine y’all
♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡
♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡
you didn’t mean to cause chaos. really, you didn’t.
it just sort of happened—like the way koganegawa’s serves happen (loudly, disastrously, and with someone screaming in the background).
practice had been dragging on for hours. futakuchi was being, well, futakuchi—loud, smug, endlessly talking about how “date tech’s defense is so solid because i’m solid.” you’d rolled your eyes so hard you almost saw your brain.
but then he dove for a ball that should’ve been impossible to save—face-first, might you add—and somehow popped it perfectly into aone’s hands. and you, for a moment, forgot that he was the most annoying person in the known universe.
“you’re not so bad,” you said absently, handing him a towel as he grinned up at you from the floor.
and that—oh, that was your mistake.
because the moment those words left your mouth, futakuchi froze like you’d just proposed. his grin went from normal-idiot to i just heard angels singing in 4k surround sound.
and then he stood up—dramatically, of course, because futakuchi doesn’t do anything halfway—and turned to the rest of the team like a man delivering world-shaking news.
“everyone shut up!” he announced, voice echoing through the gym. “y/n thinks i’m amazing.” he dramatically flips his imaginary long hair. “sorry losers, i’m taken.”
♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡
the entire gym went silent.
koganegawa’s serve went flying sideways, smacking sakunami in the head.
aone blinked. very slowly.
you, meanwhile, stood there, towel still in hand, brain buffering like an old computer. “i—what?”
“you heard me,” futakuchi said, tossing his hair back like some 2013 heartthrob. “you think i’m not so bad. that’s basically a love confession.”
“it’s not—”
“too late,” he interrupted, already strutting over to where aone stood like a proud husband. “she said it. my girlfriend thinks i’m great.”
aone tilted his head. “you’re… dating?”
“emotionally, yes,” futakuchi replied, dead serious. “spiritually? we’ve been married for centuries.”
you almost threw the towel at him. “i said one thing—one thing—”
“and it changed my life.”
you groaned, pressing your hands to your face. somewhere behind you, koganegawa was whispering to sakunami, “should we, like… congratulate him?”
sighing, you walked over and smacked futakuchi lightly on the arm. “stop telling people we’re dating.”
“so you admit there are people to tell,” he said with a grin so blinding it could power a small city.
“kenji,” you warned.
he perked up at his name, immediately softening. “you called me kenji.”
“that’s literally your name!”
“still,” he said dreamily, hand over his chest. “sounds different when you say it.”
you stared at him. “you’re unbearable.”
“and yet,” he said, stepping closer, “you’re still here.”
you were still there. stupidly. unreasonably. maybe because futakuchi’s grin, when it wasn’t plastered on like a showman’s mask, was actually kind of sweet. and maybe because, even under all the bravado, you could see how his ears flushed pink whenever you looked at him for more than a second.
you crossed your arms. “you’re lucky i tolerate you.”
“you adore me,” he said immediately. “don’t even lie.”
you scoffed. “keep dreaming.”
“i will,” he replied, and something about the way he said it—soft, sincere, almost shy—made your stomach flutter in a way you were not prepared to deal with.
♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡
later, while the boys were scrimmaging, you caught him glancing your way between plays. every time he blocked a spike, his head would swivel toward you—just to check if you’d seen it.
when you finally gave him a small thumbs-up from the bench, he practically glowed. like actually glowed. sakunami muttered that he was “so disgustingly in love it’s throwing off the team’s energy.”
and he was. absolutely. irredeemably.
after practice, he lingered as the others packed up. aone patted his shoulder and said quietly, “you’re… happy.”
futakuchi nodded solemnly. “the happiest man alive.”
you, oblivious, were busy stacking cones. you didn’t notice the way he hovered near you like a very tall, very smug shadow.
“y/n,” he said softly.
“hm?”
“i kept thinking about what you said earlier.”
you glanced up. “which part?”
“the part where you said i’m not so bad.”
“oh my god, you’re still on that?”
“it’s the only thing keeping me alive right now,” he said, grinning. “you basically gave me emotional CPR.”
you laughed despite yourself, shaking your head. “you’re starting to sound insane.”
he gasped dramatically. “you wound me.”
you rolled your eyes, but when you looked up, he was still watching you with that same stupidly earnest expression—the one that made your heart do that inconvenient fluttering thing again.
“okay,” you said, setting the cones down. “fine. you’re… not so bad.”
he lit up like christmas morning. “say it again.”
“no.”
“please?”
“no!”
“you love me.”
“i don’t.”
“you totally do.”
“futakuchi—”
“say it one more time,” he pleaded, voice suddenly softer, almost boyish. “please?”
you groaned, face heating. “you’re not so bad.”
he looked absolutely feral with joy. “i knew it. i knew it. i’m calling my mom.”
“don’t you dare—”
too late. he was already dialing.
“mom,” he said when she answered, “good news. y/n thinks i’m amazing. you can start planning the wedding now.”
you nearly combusted. “give—give me that phone!”
he dodged your grab, laughing breathlessly. “you’re stammering! oh my god, you’re actually stammering—”
“because you’re embarrassing!”
“you love it.”
and maybe you did. because the sound of his laughter was warm and bright and the way he looked at you—like you’d just given him the whole world with one careless sentence—was enough to make something in your chest go soft.
so you sighed, pretending to be annoyed, even as you smiled. “fine. if i say you’re amazing, will you stop being dramatic for five minutes?”
he froze, eyes wide. “say that again.”
you did. softly.
“you’re amazing, kenji.”
for a second, he just stared. mouth slightly open, like he couldn’t quite process it. then—
“i have to sit down,” he mumbled, heart racing so hard you could see it in his chest. “i’m actually dizzy. is this what true love feels like?”
you snorted, tugging on his sleeve. “come on, drama king. help me carry the water bottles.”
he followed immediately, grinning like a fool, still half in shock. and when you brushed past him, shoulder to shoulder, he quietly whispered, “i’m never letting you go, you know.”
you rolled your eyes but didn’t move away. “i know.”
and futakuchi smiled like he’d just won the championship.
♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡
that night, he posted on twitter:
but futakuchi didn’t care.
because for the first time ever, you said something nice.
summary: just some cute things they do in a relationship
pairings: atsumu :: osamu :: suna :: kita :: oikawa :: iwaizumi :: matsukawa:: semi :: akaashi :: kenma :: kuroo :: daichi :: suga :: sakusa :: komori :: futakuchi :: keishin x gn! reader (these characters just started adding themselves, i swear)
warnings: only my undying love for these characters
haikyuu masterlist || tokyo revengers version
Letting you stick your cold feet under his legs (with only minimal complaints) x Miya Atsumu
Atsumu is a whiny complainer at heart, so whenever you creep your frigid feet underneath his thighs while watching a movie, he’s doing exactly that: whine and complain. But he never pushes you away or moves his legs. Instead he drapes the blanket higher over you and tugs it in, his warm palms running up and down your calves caringly. He’s also bought you numerous pairs of fuzzy socks and cosy blankets, worrying aloud about your health and blood flow, especially in winter. Then again, it is a good excuse to pull you in closer and bundle you up in his comfy clothes, so who is he to complain, really?
Offering you his food x Miya Osamu
Osamu takes his food very seriously, still, he offers you the first bite without fail. You’re also his most important critic, always getting to taste test his creations, whether it’s for his shop or just for the two of you. He might roll his eyes playfully when you eye his food after saying you’re not hungry but he’ll still share. After all, seeing the content expression on your face as you chew your (or his) food is one of his favourite things.
Sending you stupid memes x Suna Rintarō
The fact that Suna has a near infinite amount of unflattering candids and other blackmail material of his friends on his phone is something you’re well aware of. So it shouldn’t be surprising either that he is digging up the most cursed reaction pics or posts to send them to you with nothing but ‘u’ following it. But, among all the weird stuff, he sends you cute animals cuddling and tags them with ‘us’. Every time you respond with ‘that could be us but you’re at practice’, his teammates come up to ask what he’s smiling about.
Buying flowers without occasion x Kita Shinsuke
Kita doesn’t believe in letting societally accepted commercial holidays dictate when he buys you flowers or chocolates or takes you out on a date. No, he prefers showing his love for you equally all year round. Oftentimes, that means you coming home to a bouquet of flowers or being told to keep your calendar clear for the weekend. To him, grand shows of affection once a year pale in comparison to a steady stream of adoration. After all, your relationship is built on the small acts of love you share each day.
Taking weird photos with his phone x Oikawa Tōru
There’s no room to argue that Oikawa and you trust each other blindly. Considering the circumstances of his career and the vigour of his adoring fans, you kinda have to. But Oikawa has always been very open and honest with you, even going so far as to outright tell you his phone’s passcode. And you use that knowledge wisely. No, not to go through his texts or social media. Instead you open his camera when he’s not around, taking a myriad of selfies or pictures of random objects near you for him to find later. After a night out with his highschool friends, Tōru might wake up to a pretty set of new wallpapers too.
“Helping” him work out x Iwaizumi Hajime
You’re not sure if you’re really all that helpful as you shuffle around your living room, handing Iwa water or a towel as he powers through his at home workout. Maybe ogling his biceps or the way his tank top clings to the defined pecs and abs underneath is what you contribute to this training session. Well, you’re good at that, anyway. But your time to shine comes as Iwa asks you to hold onto his legs as he does sit-ups, giving you an even better view. All your hard work is rewarded with the kiss he presses to your lips each time he leans up.
“Is this guy bothering you” x Matsukawa Issei
Whenever you stub your toe on the edge of a drawer or bump your hip into the edge of a table, hissing at the shock and/or pain, Matsukawa is right beside you in seconds. Then, after assessing you’re not actually hurt, he turns towards the offending object with a glare. With his voice lowered by an octave or two, he’ll ask “Is this guy bothering you” before pretending to get ready for a fight with the big bad. It’s corny but you’d lie if you said it didn’t make you laugh.
Shared headphones and playlists x Semi Eita
Music is Semi’s passion, naturally he wants to share that part of his life with you. Not only does he play his own songs for you, he also shares his headphones with you, adding all the songs you like to your shared playlist. You’ve also started making recommendation playlists or playlists with songs that remind you of the other and swap them regularly. Driving with Semi is also the most fun, especially on late summer nights with the windows down, going nowhere in particular.
Understanding each other without words x Kozume Kenma
To outsiders, conversations between Kenma and you might seem a little court or even incomprehensible. He just happens to be the type that lets his actions speak rather than his words, unless he gets really fired up about something. Still, your communication seems to work perfectly - or maybe both of you just share a brain cell. Questions like “Have you seen my…” can just be left hanging like this as you’re already pointing out that his old Nekoma sweatpants are in the wash. But no conversations are clearer than the ones you can hold through eye contact alone. Sometimes rolling your eyes conveys more than a thousand words… or however that saying goes.
Letting you win x Kuroo Tetsurō
Despite his suit and tie career, Kuroo is still a playful guy at heart and he’s carrying that energy into your relationship. He also grew up around Kenma, so making a game out of ordinary stuff is normal to him. That said, even if he challenges you in a board or video game, he’ll let you win on purpose every now and then. Not enough to give himself away, but often enough to see your beaming grin. However, if it’s a physical contest like an arm wrestling match, he will let you win (or rather he won’t let you lose immediately) just to tease you over it. Aw c’mon, he knows you’re stronger than this, sweetheart.
Good morning/ good night texts x Sawamura Daichi
Daichi is a busy guy, often out of the house before you wake up or back in after you go to sleep. Depending on which shift he has to work and how your schedules line up, you might not see much of each other for some time. But that won’t stop him from being the sweetest partner, instead sending you good morning and good night texts as well as updates on his day/night, if he has the time. It’s something that came with the territory of not living together before, but the practice never really retired. Equally, it puts him in a good mood to see you update him on your day as well.
Bragging about you x Sugawara Kōshi
Suga is your number one fan, no doubt about it. Not only is he vocal about that to you but also everybody else, whether you’re there or not. Daichi and Asahi are kind of used to it already, but there is always some new unfortunate soul who gets to experience just how smitten he is with you. He never makes it uncomfortable but weaves his praise for you naturally into a conversation. And if it flusters you, that’s just all the better. Although, lately, the classes he’s teaching have picked up on it and are trying to stall for time by asking questions about you.
Writing notes x Sakusa Kiyoomi
This probably started out as something entirely practical. After moving in together, Sakusa just started labelling stuff, writing grocery shopping lists and sticking them to the fridge, especially on days where he left early for practice. By the time you pointed out he could just text you at any given time, he’d already gotten used to this little habit of his. But his messages had slowly turned from chore-related to reminding you to take care of yourself or informing you he prepped lunch for you to just telling you he loves you. The first time he wrote that last one, he blinked down at the note for a few moments before sticking it to the mug cabinet.
Midnight snack run x Komori Motoya
Obviously, Komori wishes his job wouldn’t pull him away from you as often as it does. Though that being said, it also makes coming home after an away game all that sweeter and he feels like the constant change of pace makes him cherish the moments you do get to spend together more than he already does. And he appreciates that you can indulge him, both in his lifestyle and whenever he gets a sudden burst of energy. So yeah, now you’re bundled up in one of his hoodies as you go on a late night snack run, your hand in his as you walk along the calm streets.
Remembering little things about you x Futakuchi Kenji
Futakuchi comes pre-installed with an attitude, no matter who you are to him, it’s his factory setting. And while he’s a lot softer on you as his partner, he’ll still give you a sarcastic quip or poke some fun at you when you complain about something to him. But he always listens carefully and commits it to memory. You offhandedly mentioned you’re running out of something? He adds it to his shopping list. You rant to him about a coworker who’s giving you trouble? Oh, he remembers everything you told him about that guy before (and he’s ready to drag him to hell and back if it makes you feel better). Whenever your birthday or an anniversary rolls around, he never has trouble picking out a gift for you; Kenji could list so many things you’re into or that you could have use for in your everyday life, it’s not even a challenge.
Getting into your hobbies x Ukai Keishin
Keishin has got to be one of the most supportive partners ever. Whatever you set your mind to or whichever hobby you dive into, he’s there to root for you. But he doesn’t stop there; he reads up on your interests, so he can actively participate in the conversation when you talk about them. Similarly, he also adapts to your lifestyle and tries to show up for you in all walks of life. You, on the other hand, also get involved in his life too; his parents were keen to meet you, considering they hounded Keishin to get married in his 20s already. He’d also be over the moon if you showed interest in his work as a coach and met the Karasuno Volleyball Club.
Scene: haikyuu captains as girl dads. We all love a girl dad.
characters: daichi, kuroo, bokuto, ushijima, futakuchi, kita, oikawa
Tags: (Attempt on) gender neutral reader! Fluff!
Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language. Also, opened on taking request!
divider crdts: @/diviniyae
❀ - Daichi
Daichi Sawamura is the gold standard of girl dads. He’s got a system—color-coded chore charts, emergency hair ties in the car, band-aids with little bears on them in his wallet at all times. He reads bedtime stories with full voice acting and different accents for every character. His daughter has him so whipped—if she so much as sniffles, he’s halfway to the store for a new stuffed animal or gameboy. But he’s also the protective and a strict dad who gives them lectures like, "We use kind words, D/N. Do you know what 'respect' means?" He also tears up every time she calls him "daddy" in a soft voice. Every. Time.
❀ - Kuroo
Kuroo Tetsuro’s daughter is a tiny agent of chaos and he lives for it. He’s that dad who hypes her up at sports day like it’s the Olympics. "THAT’S MY KID. LOOK AT THAT FORM." He teaches her science experiments that end with baking soda volcanoes all over the kitchen, and he laughs when his partner threatens to ban them both. He lets her draw on his arms with markers and calls it "body art," then forgets and shows up to a work meeting with a rainbow kitten on his forearm. The two of them make sarcastic jokes like they’re a comedy duo—he taught her the phrase "get wrecked" and now she uses it on everyone. Once he joked that he would give her to the butchers in the market, and started pushing towards the cart there. She screamed "NOOO" so loud, you could hear them all the way from the other side of the market.
❀ - Bokuto
Bokuto Koutarou is, no surprise, the most dramatic girl dad to exist. He sobbed when his daughter lost her first tooth. "SHE'S GROWING UP SO FASTT". If shes into dress up, she has him playing dress-up every weekend, and not like "fun participation"—no. He commits. Full fairy wings, sparkly lipstick, and a wand. He takes her to the park and teaches her how to climb trees and cartwheel, and yells "SHE’S A NATURAL ATHLETE!!!" like a coach discovering a prodigy. She always wants to play tag and he always lets her win. They call each other “Captain Bo” and “Lieutenant Starlight.” He gives her piggyback rides through the grocery store and she’s the loudest kid in the place, laughing like a gremlin, and he’s proud of it. He would give the world for his little girl.
❀ - Ushijima (MY MAN)
Ushijima Wakatoshi is deeply, profoundly serious about being a good father. He treats everything his daughter says with deep contemplation, even when it’s, "Daddy, I think clouds are cotton candy and the moon is a marshmallow." He nods. "Interesting theory." He waters plants with her in the morning and packs her lunch with perfect nutritional balance. When she asked for a unicorn sandwich cutter, he researched the best one and bought three. He’s also quietly terrifying at parent-teacher conferences. The teacher says, "She talks a little too much during quiet time," and Ushijima just blinks and says, "Is that a problem?" She rides on his shoulders during walks and tells people, "My dad is the strongest man in the world!" And he never corrects her.
❀ - Futakuchi
Futakuchi Kenji is the "I’m not like other dads, I’m a cool dad" dad. He wears sneakers with paint on them and lets his daughter wear mismatched socks if she wants to. He gets in trouble constantly for “bad influence” behavior like teaching her how to roll her eyes or helping her prank her mom/dad. He swears he’s not sentimental, but he keeps all her drawings in a shoebox under his bed. PTA moms are scared of him. His daughter thinks he’s the coolest human alive and tells all her friends he can skateboard (he cannot. he fell once and limped for a week).
❀ - Kita
Kita Shinsuke is calm. So calm. He raises the most well-mannered, peaceful little girl you’ve ever met. They make rice balls together and she says things like, “Thank you for this blessing, Daddy.” She’s five. But Kita is also so soft with her—he braids her hair every morning and carries her favorite plush fox around like it’s a sacred artifact. She brings him tiny flowers from the garden and he presses them in books. Rocks with drawn on faces? It's by his bedside table. When she has nightmares, he walks around the room gently explaining how the shadows are just reflections and tells her, “You are always safe with me.” She believes him. We all believe him.
❀ - Oikawa
Oikawa Tooru is the girl dad who lives for father-daughter selfies. He has a clear phone case with their selfie behind it. He calls her "his universe" and she calls him "Papa" so soft, in a way that makes you want to cry. They have matching outfits for holidays. Matching pajamas for sleepovers. He dances for school events, those daddy-daughter dances. But he’s also the kind of dad who stays up making flashcards for her spelling tests, leaves love notes in her lunchbox, and tucks her in with forehead kisses every night. She owns his heart completely—and he’s not even trying to hide it.
“I will NOT share a damn bed with you. I want to change-”
“nu uh,” he grins, grabbing his bags and heading to your now ‘shared’ hotel room. “It's not that bad. I'm sure you had it worse.”
“Nothing worse than sharing a bed with you.”
You hiss, already building a wall of pillows.
“Who said we will share the bed? You will clearly sleep on the floor.” he scoffs. You thought at first he was joking. (he wasn't)
“YOU PIECE OF SHIT” you grab a pillow and start hitting every part of his body that is accessible. Stomach. Head. Left leg.
“OW! WAIT! PUT THAT DOWN” he runs across the room, screaming for his life. “I SWEAR!! DON'T GRAB THE LAMP, DON'T GRAB THAT LAMP!!”
You did, in fact, grab the lamp and chase him with it before tripping into his bag, falling down, and cutting yourself with the glass that shattered.
“It's not that bad-” you say, rolling your eyes at his antics.
“IT IS BAD. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?? Oh.. right. You don't do that.”
He cleans your small wound, treats it, and gives you his favorite Band-Aid. He's being so gentle, so caring. You can feel the warmth of his body, radiating. His minty breath tickles your skin. He's so close. So close that you could..lean in and-
“Stop it,” you try to drag your hand away from his grasp.
“Stop what?” he asks, gripping your wrist and focusing on your wound.
“caring.”
Pause. He doesn't look at you; instead, he brings your hand close to his mouth, blowing some air on the open wound.
“Do you want me to stop?” No. Of course, you don't want him to stop, not when his lips closed the gap and placed a kiss on your skin.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” you scream in terror, flinching away.
“What? oh.. well you see-”
“Did you just-”
“Did I just-” but he can't finish whatever he wanted to say before leaving the room.
Click.
“I'm losing my mind. I'm LOSING MY MIND” you scream into a pillow, gripping your hair:
“WHY DOES THIS MAN HAVE TO BE THIS FINE??”. You jump on the bed, roll on the floor, scream at your reflection in the bathroom mirror. “he smelled so good too, and his hands were so gentle..”
“How can someone be so annoying and captivating at the same time,” you sigh, kicking your feet against the soft sheets before you hear the doorknob jiggling. You quickly cover yourself and start pretending to sleep, not ready to face him after.. whatever happened a few hours ago since he left.
You can hear him walk around the room and feel the mattress sink when he lies down beside you. The wall made from pillows was long gone after the fight. You can feel his hand running through your hair, gentle and so intimate.
“Why are you making things so hard for me?” he sighs, "I've given you so many signs, how can you be so oblivious?“ You can feel him shift closer.
“I know you're not sleeping. Say something if you want me to stop”. Silence fills the room, before you can think of something, you feel his hand slowly sliding around your waist. His fingers were tracing slow circles:
“You're so damn perfect.” Your breath catches in your throat, but he pays no mind. “Let me be yours, please.” It wasn't supposed to sound so desperate, but it did.
“I've been trying to win you over since high school.” Another long pause, he pulls you closer to his chest. “Saw you be happy when you got your first boyfriend, or when you cried on my shoulder when he cheated, saw you graduate, saw you grow, saw you become.., all I wished for was to be by your side while doing so”
Now standing in front of him, dressed so beautifully in that white dress, your hands in his:
“Let me be yours, now and forever,” he says at the altar, friends and family as witnesses, of his best day on this living earth, while sliding the shiny rock on your ring finger, sealing the promise with a kiss.
he could think of so many more things he could be doing other than mundanely chatting with acquaintances and friends-of-friends. the loud music and shitty drinks make him want to puke his guts out; being sociable was never one of his strong suits, after all.
yet, just as he’s about to leave, he comes across the girl of his dreams. the girl he had been crushing on for the longest time, the girl in his biology class, sitting on a beat up sofa.
his friend noticed his lingering gaze on you and interrogates.
“looks like someone’s caught your eye.”
he turned around, his ears tinged with a blush.
“it’s nothing like that.”
his friend snorted and walked off, presumably to talk to another group of people. with his friend gone, his gaze returned back to you. your face glowed despite the darkness of the room. fluorescent lights danced across the room, and chatter is amongst the crowd, yet all he could focus on was your beauty.
the thought of leaving the party has been abandoned, not when the girl of his dreams is right before him! he gathered himself up, realizing he was staring at you for far too long; long enough for you to possibly notice him. he turned on his heel and decided to get some water.
with a bottle of water, he returned to the same spot he was at, looking down at the floor, the ceiling, anywhere but to you. as he was fiddling with his hands, he felt a tap on his shoulder.
to his utter surprise, it was you, in the flesh. a shy smile was on your lips as you waved at him.
“hey, you’re in my biology class, right?”
you started the conversation, noticing how he froze up at your touch. he cleared his throat before responding.
"um, yeah, i think so."
he regrets his response immediately. 'i think so?’ what was he on about? he practically noticed you every time he walked into the lecture hall, your face radiant as always.
you smiled at his response.
"i was hoping you'd remember, or this would have been weird," you laugh awkwardly.
the silence between you two was eminent, and he was desperate to break it. before he could speak, though, you started.
"uh- how's the party going for you?"
he played with the water bottle in his hand.
"it's alright, i guess. i'm not a fan of parties, my friend just dragged me here, so..." he trailed off.
you nodded knowingly, agreeing with him.
"i'm the same as you too, i'm here just because my friend," you point over to the couch, "brought me here."
you softly laugh and lean closer to his body, your shoulders almost grazing. though the party is as loud as ever, and the lights are blinding, all he could feel was your arm leaning on his, your voice like a melody to his ears.
maybe he'll start going out to more parties, if it means you'll be there.
i've never been to a party in my LIFE so this is probably super inaccurate jsjsdjfj pls be nice !! i was listening to cherry wine by grentperez then this idea came to me !! go listen !! (wbk debut YAY !!!)
thank you so much to @littlemissemeritus for beta reading i love u pooks 🥺🥺
→ "how to woo a girl" a step by step guide by futakuchi kenji.
step one: tell her she’s pretty unfold every neatly folded shirt she just stacked at work.
you’re just a college student trying to earn money, and you thought your new uniqlo job would let you do it in peace.
but when one irritatingly persistent customer keeps showing up just to destroy your display tables (and maybe flirt while he’s at it), peace becomes a little harder to maintain…
Disclaimer: Please do NOT try this if you have a crush on your local retail employee (unless you’re Futakuchi Kenji…)
note: one-sided enemies to lovers kinda? there will be swear words, kms/kys jokes, suggestive / dirty jokes, the usual basically. nothing too serious? lowkey a crackfic, might be ooc idk lol. i dont own any of the pictures unless stated. ignore the timestamps for twitter pics. updates are scheduled!
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chapters
× = chapter includes a written part
0. prologue + cast
1. shift from hell
2. back again?
3. realizations
4. baby steps
5. futakuchi’s first win
6. akaashi, the traitor (×)
7. denial is a river in egypt
8. accidentally
9. first contact
10. cloud 9
11. feelings...? (×)
12. she hates me, she hates me not
13. knight(s) in shining amour
14. tolerable (derogatory)
15. winter break
16. back 2 school
17. simp
18. its a date?
19. chaos
20. God save Futakuchi and Y/N (Please)
21. realizations (real) (×)
22.
23.
if he catches you trolling it’s on sight. he takes this game very seriously, and refuses to get anything lower than 3rd. when you play together and ask to duo, he carries. you’ll see him with the most impressive and beautiful outfit you’ve ever seen and watch him lose his mind when he gets 5th. he spams poses, like in full concentration mode. also a very harsh critic. if he sees you off theme it’s an immediate 1 star, no exceptions. anytime he critiques your outfit you feel like an office worker with an overly harsh boss that demands better. he also probably has VIP. and beef with 10 year olds. (so think of when caseoh plays, but less yelling)
oikawa, kenma, semi
PLAYED IT AS A JOKE : IS NOW HOOKED
at first he thought it was just a dumb and silly dress up game for girls.. boy was he wrong. when he first played with you, he was expecting to hate this game to its core. he was a troller at first, purposefully making dumb outfits that don’t even match, barely adding anything to his outfit at all. suddenly, something in his mind flipped, and now he’s addicted. you’ll catch him sometimes playing his free time, teasing someone like him for playing a dress up game. not that you have room to talk. duos are fun, he likes being partners with you. he’s probably the kind of guy to vote everyone one star and then vote you five, but he expects five stars in return.
hinata, nishinoya, kuroo, lev, bokuto, atsumu, terushima, goshiki
LOVES THE GAME!
he’s played this before, he loves it! dressing up in cute outfits and watching other people dress up in cute outfits? why wouldn’t he play? and to play with you? that’s even better! wouldn’t be as competitive as the first category, but does take the game seriously. he doesn’t despise trolls, actually laughs at them sometimes. he does find it unfair they make the podium sometimes, but it’s really just a game. he loves duoing with you and wearing matching outfits, absolutely adorable! he either votes pretty fairly or votes everyone five stars depending on who they are. please play more with him, he loves this game!
yamaguchi, koganegawa, akashi, tendou
NOT THAT INTERESTED
what’s the appeal to it? it’s just playing dress up, nothing special. he’ll play once in awhile with you, but don’t expect it to be a regular thing. it’s just not his cup of tea. obviously since he doesn’t play often, his outfits are subpar. nothing podium worthy. votes pretty fairly, giving criticism and critique on other people’s outfits (though his aren’t that much better). he doesn’t mind being a duo with you, but you definitely carry. personally he thinks trollers are ruining the game and making it annoying for those who play religiously. overall, just a dress up game. would play but only if you play too.
is that one guy who has nothing on their character and walks onto the stage with no hair or makeup. skin tone is still at the default, colors on the clothes are unchanged, and it’s all on purpose too! would dress up in dumb outfits for a completely different theme and loves watching people argue about it in the chat. votes everybody one star because they’re just silly like that! absolutely cackles if he gets on the podium and loves watching the server get into fights about it. you don’t duo with him, you know better. loved playing with you, but it doesn’t seem the feeling is mutual.
tsukishima, futakuchi, osamu, suna
HOW TO POWER HANDHELD DEVICE
teach him how to use a phone first. doesn’t know how to log in to his account. when he joins the game, poor baby kept running into walls trying to put on shoes. outfits are usually incomplete or unchanged because he doesn’t know how to take off accessories or how to put them on. votes fair enough, but doesn’t ever make the podium. if you ask to duo, you’ll have to teach him cause he also doesn’t know about that either. basically just a big man baby who needs help using technology for the first time.
ushijima
A/N: yes this is the same as my twst post but haikyu
