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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Title: spot of joy
Pairing: Tsukishima Akiteru/Udai Tenma
Word count: 1285
Rating: T
Potential Trigger Warnings: mild alcohol consumption
written for @nonnegative for the @haikyuusecretsanta!
Akiteru wonders if this job was worth giving up a life he'd settled into comfortably, with friends and a city that felt like home. He sighs as he traces idle lines into the condensation on his glass of beer, looking lazily around the bar just as the one unmitigated spot of joy in his new life walks in and takes off the hood that only half managed to protect him from the beating rain outside.
Tenma looks dishevelled, with some long dark strands plastered to his face and the shoulders of his hoodie several shades darker than the rest, but he still throws Akiteru a bright smile and a cute wave when he spots him in their booth.
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Lately, Akiteru’s been thinking Tenma is cute. Tenma’s thought Akiteru is cute since high school.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Kaze ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru / Run with the Wind
Relationships: Hirata Akihiro/Iwakura Yukihiko
Rating: T
Warnings: No Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 477
Chapters: 1/1 Complete
Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, sap but in a teasing way, but also just sap, (they're in love)
Nico gives him a slow smile, the way he always does when he’s about to tease him. It’s attractive and terrible at the same time, and Yukihiko hates how much he loves that expression on Nico’s handsome face.
“Nothing,” Nico says, “I was just thinking..."
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Akihiro and Yuki sneak away for some alone time at camp.
You can read on AO3 or here:
“I really don’t see how he’s like me, senpai,” comes Kakeru’s voice from a little ways ahead of Yukihiko.
“Well, there are certainly differences,” Ouji says before he launches into yet another speech about how the protagonist of the manga they’re reading right now is a lot like Kakeru.
Yukihiko lets his mind wander as he half-listens to them and the other scraps of conversations he catches from the rest of the group – Musa and Shindou trying to find more ways to raise funds for the team, the twins arguing about a girl at the front.
The walk home from the public bath is always comfortable, the street empty and calm save for the team. It’s late enough in the year that they always go home in the dark now, but Yukihiko likes how relaxing even that can feel. He’s in the very back with Nico, the only two people not joining in on any of the conversations right now. It feels good to zone out after a long day, nothing but familiar voices and the quiet sounds of the neighborhood around him, Nico’s warm presence next to him making him feel like he’s already half home. He enjoys the cool October evening and the tired satisfaction deep in his bones, the mellow feeling still in his body after their scalding bath.
Thinks of how, in just a couple of hours, he’ll get to melt to Nico and fall asleep with him, wrapped up in that warmth.
He glances to his side at that, and notices Nico already looking at him from the corner of his eye.
“Hm? What is it?” he asks.
Nico gives him a slow smile, the way he always does when he’s about to tease him. It’s attractive and terrible at the same time, and Yukihiko hates how much he loves that expression on Nico’s handsome face.
“Nothing,” Nico says, “I was just thinking that the moon is really beautiful tonight, isn’t it?”
It takes Yukihiko a moment, but once he realizes what Nico’s saying, all focused on him and with that teasing smile, he feels his entire face flush in an instant.
“What the– we can’t even see it right now, you ass! And who says that in the 21st century!”
It’s so old fashioned and sentimental and embarrassing, saying I love you like some character out of a novel–
“It’s still true, though,” Nico says easily, his expression more gentle this time. He does this sometimes – springs genuine sweetness and affection wrapped in teasing on Yukihiko so he’s left embarrassed and annoyed, dizzy with the sudden warmth in his chest.
Yukihiko almost can’t bear the tender feeling of it, and he turns his face, looking resolutely ahead again.
Still, when he’s sure no one’s looking at them in the back, he sneaks his hand into Nico’s quietly and squeezes just once.
this is a tiny drabble for nostra’s catboy kryk au!! pls check the original post for the au here; it’s ridiculously cute
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Tetsurou walks up the stairs to their apartment sluggishly, fishing in his pocket for his keys. It’s been a long day of labs, with what felt like an endless loop of botched procedures, too-small or missing glassware and uncooperative solvents, and Tetsurou is about ready to just eat and pass out.
He announces he’s home as he steps inside, but there’s no answering “Welcome home” from Yaku, so Tetsurou figures he must still be working. He sighs as he toes his shoes off in the entry – it would have been nice to eat with Yaku, maybe watch something stupid and fall asleep on the couch with him, Yaku curled in his lap and Tetsurou’s hand in his hair. It’s something that’s been happening more and more ever since they decided to move in together: Yaku using him as a pillow, letting out low, rumbly purrs when Tetsurou scritches behind his ears, five minutes after chewing Tetsurou out and telling him he’s the worst roommate he could ever imagine.
It’s been good, living with Yaku, and Tetsurou finds himself zoning out longer and longer each day, thinking about hanging out with him when he gets home.
He starts to drag himself inside with another weary sigh, but stops at the sight that greets him when he reaches the living area. Yaku’s curled up on his favorite spot on their couch, under the last rays of the afternoon sun, his hair all shining copper and gold in the soft light. One of the toys he pretends to hate, a crinkly little plush molecule Tetsurou bought him, is on the floor by the couch, and Tetsurou can’t help the smile that stretches his lips.
It’s good to see Yaku resting – Tetsurou knows he’s been stressed with work too lately, with long hours and shitty customers and an even shittier manager. Right now, he’s the picture of serenity, comfortable and relaxed, his chest rising and falling gently, and just this one look at him is almost enough to melt away all of Tetsurou’s own exhaustion.
His ear twitches in his sleep, which might be one of the cutest things Tetsurou’s ever seen. His heart flips in a way it has a lot of times recently, and the warmth that spreads through his chest stays with him even as he goes to drop off his stuff in his room.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Kaze ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru / Run with the Wind
Relationships: Hirata Akihiro/Iwakura Yukihiko
Rating: T
Warnings: No Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 1941
Chapters: 1/1 Complete
Tags: Established Relationship, Training Camp, Fluff, kisses and talking and teasing and generally being very in-love boyfriends, inspired by Art
Akihiro thinks of Yuki today at camp: of that groggy, disheveled look he had in the morning, the one that’s become Akihiro’s favorite thing to wake up to over the past few months; of his new running shirt and how good it looked on him, all tight and form-fitting, showing off the definition of his torso. Of the way he’d grabbed Akihiro’s wrist after their afternoon run, pulling him to a stop to let everyone else go inside before them and stealing a kiss. Of We haven’t been alone in three days, let’s come out here tonight?
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Akihiro and Yuki sneak away for some alone time at camp.
for the blurb meme, tsukiyamma + spare change! (change as in money)
aaa thank you for sending one dude!!!! :’’’’) i had,,, Too much fun with this one. it is also 1k and Considerably Not A Blurb. but i really hope you like it!
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When it happens, the first thing Tadashi thinks is that he’s going to die, and then that it should have happened sooner.
It makes sense in a way that makes him embarrassed. It’s true that he started hanging around Tsukishima when they were younger because he was really cool, and the exact kind of guy he wished he was. Looking back on it, there probably wasn’t anything behind it, because he didn’t start caring about things like that until recently, and only really caring right now, but the way it is now is…
Well. Whatever’s behind it, it’s not the only reason he still sticks around Tsukishima. It’s— Tadashi doesn’t think he needs a reason, not when it’s Tsukishima, because you’d probably ask the question the other way around considering the kind of guy Tsukishima is and the kind of guy he is, but if he had to give a reason, it’d be something like – because he’s so cool, still, but also that he’s really funny, even if sometimes Tadashi feels bad about laughing at the things he says, and that he’s also really nice. Only when other people aren’t paying attention, and in little ways he thinks Tsukishima hopes he isn’t thinking too hard about, but that’s kind of funny, also, because Tadashi doesn’t need to think hard about it to know things like that. If it’s Tsukishima, of course he’ll know.
this is a drabble request for alyu on twitter!! childhood tkym + akiteru!!! 1k+ words. slowly, i am approaching the actual length of a drabble.
but thanks for sending this one in alyu!! i always love akiteru :’’’) but, not to plug, this is like half as self-indulgent as it could be bc i got all my self-indulgent akiteru + tkym thoughts in my tkym week fic!! don’t worry about actually reading it, just like. if you’re interested in self-indulgent akiteru from me It Is There
hope you enjoy!!
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The first time Akiteru sees Tadashi sitting next to Kei on the couch in their living room, he thinks it’s a mistake, or maybe something like a group project. In retrospect, that reasoning didn’t make much sense, since Kei never brought anyone over for that before, and he doubts he’d have his first group project in sixth grade.
Still, it’s been a while since Akiteru was there, so maybe they changed elementary school. He’s pretty busy. He wouldn’t know.
Anyway, however little sense that explanation makes, it doesn’t really matter, because the one he ends up extracting from Kei after Tadashi finally goes home after sleeping over (and that really happened, Kei let him stay over) makes even less.
They’re sitting next to each other at the kitchen table, a piece of toast on a plate between them that neither of them is eating, a half-drank glass of orange juice Akiteru is pretty sure Tadashi forgot about after getting overexcited about something else.
(And Akiteru isn’t going to forget that, how excited that kid got over weird things. Wow, your house is so big! Wow, the dinosaurs in your room are so cool? And his personal favorite – You’re Akiteru? I heard you’re really good at volleyball! He would wonder who told him that if he didn’t know exactly who.)
Thinking about that, he grins at Kei then, who squints at him suspiciously, and he says, “He’s a cute kid, isn’t he?”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Kaze ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru / Run with the Wind
Relationships: Hirata Akihiro/Iwakura Yukihiko
Rating: E
Warnings: No Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 12942
Chapters: 1/1 Complete
Tags: Pining, First Kiss, confession? of a sort.. maybe, Getting Together, post-canon but only slightly so, Some Swearing, a lot of sap, overuse of the words warm and soft, tiny implication of kakehai
Yukihiko is lying on Nico's futon, his long-abandoned book resting on his chest, watching as Nico keeps fiddling with a few lines of code. He's been hanging out here even more than usual lately – with the Ekiden behind them, Nico's been working on his assignments, finally motivated enough to finish his third year, and Yukihiko's decided to make sure he doesn't slack off. Plus, it's nice here: Yukihiko likes the peaceful, quiet company with the occasional bickering. It lets him focus on his books, and the soft clacking of the keys as Nico types is comforting.
Except Yukihiko finds that he reads less and less as his gaze keeps wandering from the pages to Nico’s broad back, his soft sweatshirts, his neck, his profile.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Kaze ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru / Run with the Wind
Relationships: Hirata Akihiro/Iwakura Yukihiko
Rating: T
Warnings: No Warnings Apply
Wordcount: 1316
Chapters: 1/1 Complete
Tags: Pining, First Kiss, Getting Together, Fluff
As he keeps working on the dishes, Akihiro’s mind drifts to memories from the night of the festival, like the two of them sharing a tray of takoyaki, or how, when he saw Musa’s longing looks, Yuki immediately gave him his ring-toss prize. Yuki eating shaved ice, Yuki lit by fireworks. Yuki trying to find the ugliest pair of masks for the twins, that terrible, attractive smirk on his lips.
That quiet moment at the end of the night.
In the week since the festival, Akihiro’s replayed every moment with Yuki countless times, but there’s one he keeps coming back to even more than the others: the one they shared right here, in the kitchen, just the two of them.
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