I’m into sketching these days ~
pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x gn!reader genre: fluff, slice of life wc: 1.2k
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
There were a lot of things Sakusa wanted to do on his day off.
In fact, if one were to open the notes app on his phone, one would find a neatly compiled list of things he had planned in anticipation for this said day-off.
First on his list was to clean his apartment — his schedule is soon to be ridiculously packed with practices, games, interviews, and events, and who knows when he’ll get the next chance to tidy up his space?
Then, he thought, perhaps he could finally make a dent in the pile of books that were slowly accumulating dust on his night stand.
He even saw a movie he wanted to watch on some streaming service Komori downloaded into his TV. He read the reviews online, and it looked great.
Maybe he was gonna make himself a fancy snack. He might have gone to the grocery store to stock up on food and household items.
He had an entire day off — one that he wouldn’t be getting for maybe another three months, with season in full swing. He wants to make the most of it, and be productive.
So the last thing he ever wanted to do was to be sitting in a dusty waiting room of a dentist’s office, tapping his shoes impatiently on the linoleum floor. The reception attempted to usher him into a seat, but one look at the dark gray linen seats made him shake his head with vigor.
He’s been waiting for nearly forty five minutes, and the sharp scent of the antiseptics had started to singe his nose hairs. The TV that hung from the corner of the ceiling played the same news program in an endless loop, and no matter how many times he checked, his reception gave him zero bars.
Just as he was about to hang his head back and groan in frustration, the door into the exam rooms buzzed open, and a dental assistant peeps her head out, visibly sagging with relief at the sight of Sakusa.
“Are you Omi?” she asks Sakusa, and the black mask strapped across his face had successfully hidden the frown of irritation.
“That would be me,” he begrudgingly answers, and the young woman nodded before turning back inside.
As soon as the door opens, Sakusa nearly falls over in shock when the dental assistant emerges with you in a wheelchair, two ice packs wrapped against both sides of your cheeks with a white bandage tied with a bow neatly on top.
Though, that wasn’t the only part of your appearance that was jarring. He had thought you might be a little loopy, but he never expected for you to be wheeled out a sobbing, blubbering mess.
“Where’s Omi?” You said in between shaky breathes, your words muffled by the cotton that had been stuffed against your bleeding gums.
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my brain is currently rotting bc of suga ! love him so much so i definitely went heavy in the simp department </3
the most chaotic person ever
everyone thinks he’s the sweetest but he annoys you for sport an actual menace
will pinch you just for fun
definitely unplugged your phone charger while you were using it
then used it for his own phone :/
don’t try to get him back, i promise you’ll regret it (he always has something up his sleeve)
but he always makes up for it so maybe it’s not so bad
not true, he sabotaged your spotify wrapped by playing your least favorite artist when you weren’t around
pretty lowkey about your relationship. he doesn’t mind people knowing— but prefers not to share details
if you ask suga for help with your homework, he’ll either tease you or doodle on your arm
only serious 5% of the time
his favorite dates are game nights
arcades ? laser tag ? board games ? basically, anything where he can be competitive
please don’t ever play monopoly, he’s vicious and will kick your ass
will force you to get up early with him to be “productive” (rip night owls aka me)
koushi’s the type to ask to read you to sleep but wake you up every time you doze off because he has to “finish the job”
surprises you with little trinkets (a random bracelet he made, a charm he bought at a vendor, polaroid pictures from when he was younger)
somehow convinced you to get a pet with him
you now have 3 ferrets and 5 goldfish :’)
suga loves to go on long drives with you. doesn’t care who drives or where you’re going, he loves any time spent with you
you’ll be gone for a day and a half because he didn’t want to go home tbh same
will get a bunch of matching t-shirts when you guys go on roadtrips
hope you enjoyed :) likes and reblogs are much appreciated ♡
this was so much fun to write ! i should have something longer out in a couple days ♡
atsumu - didn’t think you could take fall damage and jumped off the ledge after the opening cutscene
sugawara - blew himself up with a bomb arrow on death mountain
kenma - no deaths !!!! god gamer !!!! got 1 shotted by a lynel
bokuto - got struck by lightning :/
nishinoya - dropped a metal chest on himself
tendou - ran out of stamina while paragliding
yachi - tried to sneak into an enemy camp but whistled instead of crouching
aone - mud pool. that’s it.
oikawa - freaked out at his first guardian interaction and forgot the controls </3
hope you enjoyed ! :) likes and reblogs are much appreciated ♡
mkay gonna work on my carrd for a bit and then clean
hope everyone enjoys my suga hcs <3
you guys DON’T understand !!!! big nose sakusa is my favorite agenda i WILL die with that claim
kiyoomi has a big, hooked nose that sticks out far from his side profile. he broke it a few times playing volleyball, and it sits crookedly on his “otherwise perfect” face. he’s never liked it, often wishing he could put it back to how it once was, but with the way you kiss the bridge of it and remind him of how handsome you think he is just as he is, he thinks he can bear the imperfection.
“Up till now, I’ve been "an ace that is coddled by the rest of the team”, but in a few days we’re all going to say goodbye to each other and go our separate ways, so it’s about time I became just, “an ace”.
Bokuto Koutarou → requested by @osamusmiya
Touches from a loved one are precious.
And with Sakusa Kiyoomi, it’s particularly rare.
Not one for physical affections, the curly haired male often struggle to express his feelings without coming off as harsh or rude, thus limiting the circle of those he consider as safe to interact with at a closer distance. His mysophobia separated him from many, yet you’d been so determined to befriend him that you eventually managed to weasel your way past his bubble, where you’d then grew to become an important piece in his life.
Being with him is a challenge of its own, as for the most part, he’d come off as distant, yet you’d gotten used to reading him that it never bothered you too much. Even then, there are still days where you’d worry that he’d grown disinterested in you, which would explain the passiveness, yet you still continued to place your trust in him.
Kiyoomi is as straightforward as one can get. And if he wanted to end your relationship, he would just say it - right?
The relationship that the both of you share always seem to fall into the category of a grey area, as there never really is a solid black or white when it comes to expressing his feelings. You know he loves you, that much is clear, but is that love strong enough to keep you from leaving? Are you satisfied with what you currently have?
He didn’t know. And he’s scared to find out the answer when he sat you down that evening, long fingers fidgeting nervously and picking at the drying patch on his left hand that came about from over-washing, unsure of how he’s supposed to initiate the conversation. The could almost hear the pounding of his heart with how loudly it’s beating, but he still refused to look at you.
It was hard. How could he look you in the eye and reassure you that the love he has for you is still as strong as ever when he couldn’t even bring himself to hold your hand in public for a few minutes? He blamed his inability to physically express his care on the disorder, but he shouldn’t - he knows he shouldn’t - and he should do something about it before you slip away.
Were you about to yell at him? Break up with him? Look at him with disgust? He couldn’t tell.
“Kiyoomi,” you started, turning to face him completely, but respectively kept your distance. “I- this has to end.”
There it is. The four words he’d been dreading to hear.
You’d finally had enough. The curly haired volleyball player just knew that there was no way he could salvage what little hope that’s left once the words left your lips. He couldn’t breathe.
His could feel his lungs contract and his heart being squeezed so tightly that he was certain he’d drop dead any moment now, wishing that he’s anywhere but there so he could curl up into a ball and become one with the walls that’s surrounding him. With thoughts racing faster than germs can spread, the only one that stood out was regret.
Regrets that are probably too late to atone.
He recalled all the times you’d attempted to bring up a topic regarding your relationship and all the times he’d evaded from them, the silence that follows and the disappointment that glazed your eyes now serving as a haunting nightmare playing repetitively like a broken record, taunting him. He should’ve listened, let you speak your mind, but he hadn’t done so. And he’s now reaping what he sowed.
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me know what’s bothering you.”
What?
With all the built-up and unnecessary worries, you were only attempting to help him. He felt like an idiot - an overthinking, empty headed idiot.
And before he could stop himself, he’d teared up. You’d been so unbelievably patient with him that it almost felt unreal, that maybe you were playing a joke on him this entire time. But you weren’t.
Your week had been clouded with worry for the ace spiker when he’d been quieter than usual, but was unsure of whether or not you should bring it up in fear that you’d overstepped your boundaries. Seeing him break down right now only served as a punch to your gut as this was the first time he allowed himself to be weak in front of you, and you felt helpless, knowing that you couldn’t even reach out to give him a reassuring hug.
So he did it instead. With trembling arms reaching out to clutch at the fabric of your uniform, he allowed himself to bask your hesitant embrace. He wasn’t sure if what he’s currently feeling is fear or excitement, but when you’d finally wrapped your arms around him, there was no denying that it was neither.
He’d never been more relieved to know that you still cared enough about him to raise the same worries you’d been carrying because of his selfish attitude, and it felt good. Registering that this was the first time the both of you have truly touched, he let himself remember such an unfamiliar yet welcoming feeling.
Warm. It felt warm.
Since then, he’d opened up to your more, through both his words and action. Albeit not much, the ace did his best to convey his thoughts with small gestures on days where he could manage, and you respected it when he couldn’t. He’s trying, and that’s what matters the most.
Like the touch of a butterfly, Kiyoomi’s is much alike - gentle, soft, and uniquely his.
Started: December 31, 2020
Last Updated: January 11, 2021
Pairing: Female! Reader x Kyotani Kentaro
Warnings: There’s to be fluff, a lot of fluff, suggestive content, cursing.
Status: Finished
Introduction:
The Boba Buddies; Kyotani’s Pack
Chapter 1: The Meeting
I. You’d think she’d know
II. Different
III. Convenience Store Boy (W.C)
IV. Lose my number (W.C)
V. My Eyes! (W.C)
VI. Poor Tadashi
Chapter 2: Getting Closer
VII. They Found Me (W.C)
VIII. Warm Jackets (W.C)
IX. Keep it. (W.C)
X. Feelings
XI. Nosebleeds
XII. Reverse Harem Vibes (W.C)
XIII. Tokyo
XIV. Returning to Miyagi (W.C)
XV. Jealousy
Chapter 3: Questions and Answers
XVI. Self Love O’Clock
XVII. Late Night Texts
XVIII. The Game (W.C)
XIX. Sleepover in Tokyo (W.C)
XX. Sleepover in Tokyo (Pt. 2) (W.C)
XXI. Questions and Confessions (W.C)
Chapter 4: Preliminaries and Finales
XXII. Training Too Hard
XXIII. TL & C (W.C)
XXIV. The Game (Pt. 2) (W.C)
XXV. A Year Later (W.C)
XXVI. Epilogue (W.C)
Holiday Bonus
Valentine’s Day
Taglist:
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