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the train is quiet, as it usually is. with not much to do besides watch the scenery zoom by through the window across from you, you look up and lean towards kuroo. he notices and leans down a bit to hear.Â
ââŠwould you carry me home if i pretended to faint?â you whisper, biting back a smile at the randomness of your question. he arches an eyebrow and looks at you all confused.Â
âprobably not.â he slowly whispers. a small grin spreads across his face as he leans into your ear and whispers, âiâm sure youâll find your way home anywaysâÂ
a part of you knew he was gonna say ânoâ just to rile you up, but it still feels oddly good to lightheartedly act mad at him. frowning, you wiggle your hand out of his grasp as he quietly laughs.Â
âthatâs completely fine.â you nod to yourself, crossing your arms as you tell him, âas i helplessly lay there, and as you walk away, thereâll be a tall, cute stranger whoâll make sure iâm okay, and once i reassure him that iâm okay-âÂ
you pause to glance at him. he motions for you to go on.Â
â-weâll exchange numbers because it was love at first sight. the boyfriend who walked away on me is nothing but an ex to me now. in the end, the kind stranger and i fell in love and itâs a happily after story.âÂ
kuroo blinks and takes in a breath as if your story is a lot to process. you watch as he tilts his head and whispers, âyou have a wild imaginationâŠ..am i at least your favorite ex?âÂ
perhaps itâs the way he so invested yet unbothered by your story, or the way you have tons of scenarios in your head to begin with, either way, a little part of you wants to add more and more to your story.Â
âchoosing one out of many is a tough choice,â you tease, leaning back against the plastic train seat as kurooâs mouth drops down.Â
âwhaaat,â he replies, in a whisper louder than before. you put your finger to your mouth to shush him before an old lady glares at you two. shaking his head, he gives you a look that clearly says âyou started thisâÂ
âi thought youâve only dated two other guys before,â he whispers as he scoots closer to you. âand from what iâve heard, theyâre nothing compared to me!âÂ
amused by his pouty expression, you whisper back, âitâs just part of the story! ⊠i guess you would be my favorite ex if i were to choose between you threeâÂ
kuroo slides slightly away from you and takes in a deep breath. âiâm not your ex!âÂ
âyetâÂ
âŠÂ âoh y/nâÂ
[9:46 PM] BOKUTO KĆTARĆ
bokuto has come to realize that he is mindlessly in love with you.
and he probably should've realized it a while agoâmaybe on warm summer nights where you screamed to the radio, or soft winter mornings where you squeezed warmth into freezing handsâbut instead, it's a tuesday.
and it's not like tuesday is a special day, at least not usually, but he's walking you home and holding your hand and he can feel the way your thumb dips into the divots of his knuckles, so, suddenly, tuesday might be his favorite day of the week.
"you're quiet tonight," you hum, a little sound that spills into the night. "still thinking about the game?"
he starts to shake his head, but he bites back the motion before it can fully crane through his neck because, really, what's he to tell you? that it's you he's thinking about? that his mind is still caught on the little smile that sets along your teeth and the way you glow under the dotted light of evening stars? perhaps that wouldn't be his best course of action anyway.
"yeah, a little." you look up at himâsmile wide and gaze heavyâand a part of him wishes he could just kiss you now. a part that wants to skip the awkward conversation and the holding hands and the little 'i like you' that's clawing at the tip of his tongue. a part that wants to tell you every little thought and every strike of love that hits his mind, but that would be too easy, wouldn't it?
"you're gonna beat 'em all one day y'know." he laughs at that. "you're a star, kou. i just know it."
your voice is sweet like honey and feels something like home and if he were a little bolder and a little less scared, bokuto would've told you he loved you right then and there. but instead, his voice falls from his tongue without so much as a thought.
"promise you'll be there to see it?' he asks, and the smile that pulls across your lips is nearly enough to knock him off his feet.
"oh, i wouldn't miss it for the world," you reply, and god, he hopes you mean it.
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1:02:34am â WHEN HE GETS JEALOUS
type: hurt/comfort + walking in the rain
feature: atsumu
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Itâs not like sheâs done something wrong.
She hasnât done anything wrong, so thereâs no reason to be upset. Absolutely no reason and she keeps reminding herself that as they walk down the street. Well, as she stomps down the street as elegantly and furious as she can be while Atsumu trails back ten footsteps behind her.
Bokuto lost, of course, sheâs going to hug him to ease his worries.
That is what friends do.
She grits her teeth, Atsumu had no right to pick a fight with her after he went into the locker room.
No fucking right.
Atsumu had always been expressive. Blunt even, honest to the point where it can strip people to the bone and leave them bare. He had no qualms telling people where to shove their opinion and that praise always has a cost. Heâs different with her, always has been because they donât see beyond his couldnât-be-bothered demeanor.
She always has.
Jealousy is healthy.
HAIKYUU BOYS + WHERE THEY KEEP THEIR PHOTOS OF YOU
featuring: ushijima, yamaguchi, atsumu, kuroo, bokuto, iwaizumi, suna, sakusa, nishinoya
genre: fluff | sfw
authorâs note: this was extremely self-indulgent, take my offering loves <3
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI
he likes to keep a picture of you in his wallet, itâs probably old and worn out but he treats it like a good luck charm.
before every game heâll just give himself a pep talk and smile down at your photo for a moment, reminding himself that someone was watching him so absolutely he had to do his best.
but it was also a gentle reminder that no matter what the results of the game were, heâd always have someone to come home to.
MIYA ATSUMU
this man has a picture of you as his wallpaper, part of it because he just takes every opportunity to brag about you and make his teammates jealous.
and it also just brightens up his mood, he could be a nervous wreck right before a big game.
but seeing your smiling face along with that notification that reads âgood luck, tsumu. i know youâll do amazing, i love you.â he feels like there isnât anything he canât do.
KUROO TETSUROU
his entire gallery is filled with you, whatâs the catch, you ask? theyâre all terrible photos.
literally has the worst camera quality and are so blurry not to mention you look like a mess in every single one.
but he always tells you about how theyâre his favourites, and no matter how many times you beg him to delete them thatâs never happening.
TADASHI YAMAGUCHI
he has a whole corner of his room dedicated to pictures of you.
yamaguchi likes to hang up little printed out photos of the both of you and make them look nice and pretty.
heâll even go the extra mile and add some fairy lights or little doodles to make them more unique and special for him.
NISHINOYA YUU
nishinoya keeps a photo of you on the back on his phone, through a clear case like a basic bitch.
he likes it because heâll purposely put his phone face down just so people will ask about you which gets them stuck in a 4-hour ramble about his amazing girlfriend.
also, he definitely kisses that photo and he does not care how many people tell him itâs dirty, heâs still going to do it.
BOKUTO KOTARO
your pictures are plastered all over this mans social media; instagram, twitter, snapchat, everything.
there is literally not one fan of his that doesnât know who you are because he will take every chance he gets to show you off.
bokuto just feels so proud to have someone like you in his life which is why heâs not ashamed to let everyone see how much he loves you.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME
he doesnât want to admit it because heâs ânot a simpâ but on his phone, thereâs an entire album dedicated to just pictures of you.
theyâre a mix of different things, mostly ones he took of you when he thought you werenât looking to pictures of you guys on all the dates youâve been on.
sometimes he just likes to look through them and reminisce, especially when heâs on a trip and missing you.
SAKUSA KIYOOMI
sakusa isnât the type to take photos of you, but what usually happens is he gets his phone stolen by you and atsumu.
and you both fill and spam his gallery with terrible photos of the two of you, every time sakusa gets his phone back heâll give you an annoyed sigh knowing exactly what you did
yet he canât find himself getting mad when you look so cute in them, he also only deletes the ones with atsumuâs face on them and keeps yours.
SUNA RINTARO
most of your photos are on his snapchat memories but what suna really likes taking are videos of the two of you.
it literally eats up all of his phoneâs storage but he just canât delete any of them because heâs horribly attached to them
theyâre full of fun memories with you, so, how could he possibly just get rid of them.?
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âAtsumu.âÂ
âWhat?â Looking up from the menu, he tilts his head in confusion at your tone.Â
âYouâre not going to like that,â you tell him, making his eyes widen in disbelief. Heâs almost offended, takes it almost as an accusation. Or maybe a challenge, heâs a bit unpredictable.Â
âBaby, ya donât know that,â he huffs, making you raise a brow. ââS their special, Iâm sure âs a great dessert. Popular for a reason, ya know,â he insists, looking back down at the menu before him with a defiant look on his face. Rolling your eyes, you usher the waiter to give you two another moment when he approaches. Atsumu jerks his head back, mouth agape before he turns to the waiter himself, furiously beckoning him over.Â
âTsum, it has peanut butterââ
âI am a grown man, y/n. I can read and decide if I want somethinâ,â he says indignantly. âI donât mind peanut butter anymore,â he promises. Not that Atsumu would actually know that, in all honesty. He hasnât exactly had peanut butter in years, not since your first date, but he assumes his taste buds have matured since then. Pursing your lips, you simply shrug, deciding youâd leave him to his own devices when he realizes heâs made a mistake.Â
âWhatever you say.âÂ
Atsumu hates peanut butter. Itâs the first fact you learned about him other than he played volleyball with his twin. He asks you out on a date your third year in high school, standing in front of your locker with his sports bag hung loosely on his shoulder. Same day he finds out heâs captain.Â
He tries to pretend he isnât bothered by the peanut butter cups in his ice cream, tries to chew them down like a champ, but you donât miss the way he cringes with each swallow. You both have already walked a good distance from the ice cream shop by then, so, with a gentle smile, you offer to share yours with him.Â
He swears thatâs the moment he knew he was in love with you.
Now, six years of dating and two years of marriage later, youâve no longer got a schoolgirl crush on him. His little pout will not compel you to share your dessert with him. Not anymore, especially since youâve already warned him.
So, when Atsumu claims heâll take the special that has peanut butter in it, you merely shrug and place your own order. And when he takes the first spoonful and his body stiffens, forcing a gulp to swallow the taste of peanut butter that he realizes he very much does not like, you hold back a smile.
ââS delicious,â he says with a tight smile when he catches you staring at him. âI love it, really,â he nods.
âIâm sure you do,â you hum. He plays around with his spoon, pout on his face as he wills himself to take a few more spoonfuls when you decide to take mercy on him.
With a roll of your eyes, you shove your bowl to the middle of your table, staring at him unimpressed as he stares back sheepishly.
âHere, you idiot,â you mutter. âThis is why I never take you anywhere.â
âDonât take me anyâIâm takinâ ya, actually,â he huffs indignantly. âDonât need ya ta share, I love ma order.â
âYou love it?â
âMhm,â he nods defiantly. You raise an eyebrow, and he wilts under your gaze, arms crossed and lips curled into a sad pout as you glare at him.
âWhat did I tell you about the peanut butter? What did I say, Atsumu?â He sinks in his chair a little bit, but you donât relent.
âThat I wouldnât like it,â he mumbles quietly. He hears a small snicker from the table beside you and his ears turn red, looking over at the young child that laughs as he gets scolded with a glare. âDonât say ma name so mean.â
âDonât argue about things you know youâre wrong in, and I wonât have to be mean.â Still, you gently nudge your ice cream towards him, offering him to share just like you did all those years ago on your first date.
His heart melts, your eyes soften, and youâre once again at the starting point of an endless cycle.
You and Atsumu are in love. He loves you, and you love him, and each day is continuation of the last, love seeping through the cracks.
It seeps into the crisp sheets of the morning, one where his strong arm holds you securely in your slumber. It seeps into the creamer of the coffee he brews for you, offering it to you with a giddy smile as you meet him in the kitchen. It seeps into each kiss you press to his face just as he leaves for practiceâone on his cheek, another on his nose, two on his forehead. And by the time he comes home, youâre both flooded, drowning in the depths of the feelings you share.
But he keeps you breathing, and you keep him afloat, and the cycle starts again, small droplets of love eventually pouring like rain.
You and Atsumu are in love.
âYer the one offerinâ ta share, not like I asked ya,â he grumbles. You crack the first smile, and he huffs the first laugh. Soon, you giggle like idiots in love.
âYou havenât learned anything from our first date have you?â
âOh Iâve learned plenty,â Atsumu promises smugly. âAll I gotta do is make ya share yer ice cream with me, and yaâll fall hopelessly in love. This was ma master plan.â Snorting, you reach for his hand across the table, and he squeezes lightly when they meet.
âI wouldnât say hopelessly,â you tease. And he knows you lie, but he still pouts playfully. âBut I love you.â
âYeah, me too,â Atsumu whispers. âI love ya.â
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MOVIE GENRE/S THE HQ CAPTAINS LIKE TO WATCH
characters â daichi, oikawa, kuroo, bokuto, terushima, ushijima, kita
â DAICHI
Action movies. You know, with all the fighting and stuff, it makes him so pumped up and he's a police officer sooo. Lowkey also into mystery crime films.
â OIKAWA
OBVIOUSLY, he's interested in any movie that has aliens lol. Probably likes chick flicks as well cause we all stan the strong women in those movies.
â KUROO
I really have a strong feeling that he's into Marvel and DC. He literally knows EVERY single character from both shows. He also likes fantasy films, he probably wants to have powers by now lmao.
â BOKUTO
he's definitely a big fan of disney and pixar. If you've watched a movie from either studio, you bet your ass this boy is gonna beg you to rewatch it. Another one who also like fantasy films.
â TERUSHIMA
Horror. Yep, horror. He wants the thrill and the suspense feeling he gets when watching horror movies. BONUS IF THE MOVIE IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY. Another genre he likes is rom-com. Like romance and comedy in one movie, of course he likes that.
â USHIJIMA
Documentary Films because it shows the reality and/or the historical records. Ushijima likes the realism in those kind of movies.
â KITA
Biopics, he likes learning about the story of other peoples life and/or how they became successful or known.
a/n - sorry if there are mistakes
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