Hit it until it Breaks

|| THIS IS 2 YEARS OR MORE LATE I’M SO SORRY BUT YOU KNOW I’LL STILL WRITE THESE CUZ I NEED TO WARM-UP AND ALL THE SCENARIOS I HAVE IN MY DRAFTS ARE REALLY CUTE! Also, I just love writing about nervous bean Kags so much *wipes tear* My baby is growing up ;u; ||

Love.

Somehow the nickname you gave Kageyama enters his head, and he finds himself blushing in the middle of practice. Sugawara notices this immediately, chuckling to himself as he approaches and wraps an arm around the younger setter’s shoulder.

“Someone seems a little distracted,” the upperclassman teases.

Whether Kageyama liked it or not, Sugawara was right.

It’s at times like these when the setter confides with him due to well… his social flaws. Social interactions aren’t like volleyball to him. Volleyball is easy, fast and technical, while social interactions were complicated and perhaps even harder than familiarizing one’s self with the various readings of kanji.

From his talk with Suga, Kageyama learns two things: the fact you called him a pet name after your date means you’re fond of him, and that you probably love him.

Love.

It was a concept so strange to him, and yet you called him such.

Is he feeling the same thing too?

After another day of practice, the setter finds you waiting for him outside the gym. He approaches you timidly, as you smile at him brightly.

“Hello, love,” you greet him as he finds himself blushing once more.

His heart feels warm, fluttery. His eyes can’t seem to look away from you despite his current shyness.

He finds himself thinking that you’re just so adorable.

“H-hi…” He greets back, stammering slightly.

“C-cutie…”

Silence immediately fills the air, and Kageyama finds your whole face pink. He panics a little, feels a lump in his throat forming. Maybe he shouldn’t have called you that. Maybe-

His thoughts are cut off the moment you embrace him tightly.

“You’re the cutie, dummy.” You look up at him with a wide grin on your face.

|| SCREAMS this is cute, but I also see Akaashi sweating buckets and hoping his heart doesn’t fail him ahaha woo I love my silly fluff! ALSO YES I AM BACK AFTER WATCHING THE FIRST EP OF SEASON 4!!! So sorry it takes so long to write nowadays! Also jaghsjkhg happy new year, loves! This is my new year’s gift to everyone! ||

There are three things that get Akaashi on-guard no matter the circumstance.

The first thing being the one and only Bokuto. Whether Fukurodani admits it or not, they had one heck of a volatile captain at times. Along with his tendency to change moods rather quickly, Bokuto’s “weaknesses” added to the equation. Given that they can affect his plays, Akaashi has made it almost muscle memory to find solutions to them, even enumerating them one by one with the members in order to approach the weakness affecting him together.

The third thing, admittedly, is still a new matter for Akaashi to get used to.

But seeing you at the crowd cheering for his team brings a small smile to his face. Sure it was a little nerve-wracking to be against high defense Nekoma, but he can’t afford to lose with him and his team so pumped to prove their worth, and get into Nationals.

After what seems like an eternity, Fukurodani finds themselves victorious after a crazy deuce. Their side of the audience cheers, proud of the victory. There’s a sigh of relief that escapes Akaashi’s lips, but after the shaking hands with their friends and rivals, Akaashi finds himself needing to be on-guard yet again.

“Congrats!!!” You exclaim before jumping down from the audience’s railing.

Everyone within the vicinity of the court gasps as Akaashi tries to fight off the feeling of his heart ceasing to beat from the shock.

Adrenaline pumping and instincts kicking, he runs quick to catch you.

The rest of the moments that succeed are a blur, until he finds himself on the ground with the feeling of something soft against his lips.

Dead or alive, he opens his eyes and suddenly his cheeks flush in embarrassment.

Lips.

Your lips were on his.

Despite the murmurs, he ends up embracing you tightly with a light chuckle. Finally, relief washes his being yet again.

And he thought Bokuto was a handful.

Looks like he’ll have to take a lot of notes on you too.

|| Oh hello, love! So sorry if this is late, I’m actually out of the country and recovering from the huge burnout my college gave me from the last term ahaha

Regarding starting a HQ blog, the number one thing is really to enjoy what you do! I started this blog out of pure love and thirst for the characters, and since each really just seemed so distinct, I wanted to get the chance to write about all of them.

You just really have to work at your own pace, and enjoy yourself! ||

|| asklgjs this is the dorkiest thing ever and it’s so Oikawa because he’s a childish and spoiled bby ||

Movie nights with Oikawa can be quite the pain.

While his girlfriend is enjoying the thrill and scares of Us, the setter finds himself in quite a predicament.

“It’s cold,” He tells her with a pout.

She replies with a sigh, eyes rolling as she takes a glance at him.

“Tōru,” She starts, “Get a sweater from upstairs.”

“Nooooooo!!!!”

He gives her the puppy dog eyes look, hoping to get her to give in to his demand. Oftentimes it does work, gets him even a little spoiled even. Most of the time.

His companion then sighs in exasperation. She may have taken lessons from Iwaizumi to refuse to immediately give in to the Grand King’s pleading 100% of the time, but she finds herself wavering from her resolve to say no.

Oh what to do when you’re just so in love?

The next thing the brunet knows is that his face meets with something rather soft. In the arms of his girlfriend, he finds his head resting upon her chest and happily watching the movie.

He’s in peace, content with life.

Safe in the arms of the one he loves.

|| If it’s the one about the piercing, yup, I did hun! Though sorry it’s taking a while though. I’m finishing up one more school assignment before I do a few more requests. ||