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˖  ݁ . ࿓ your softest love is at 11 am warnings. reader wears earrings, fluff

sakusa kiyoomi wakes up late on the weekends.

and once he gets out of bed — almost always at eleven am — you’re graced with his morning glory; soft, messy curls and tinted pink cheeks and toned chest bare and eyes drowsy. and you’re greeted with a kiss on the crook of your neck (in the crooks of your body, he had started one incredibly early morning, tip of his index finger trailing down your waist, i find my religion. and that’s probably the moment in which you fell in love with sakusa kiyoomi — once he quoted sappho as the sun woke up), an almost inaudible good morning, my love as his fingers gently touch your shoulder and his arm wraps around your waist pliantly.

you smile back at him, obviously. it’s inevitable. it’s routine. “good morning, ‘yoomi. how’d you sleep?”

he breaks the hug and opens the cabinet, takes out a dark blue mug with white stars splattered on it (again that one, kiyo? you had asked once and he looked at you almost incredulously. it’s my favorite one, he had shrugged. how could it not be? you gave it to me), then takes out a white mug with small, yellow flowers scattered about. your favorite one, the one he gifted you on your one year anniversary.

“nicely. my shoulder hurts, though.”

you hum, flip a pancake. “do you want me to massage them later today? we don’t have any plans.”

sakusa turns to look at you, about to answer before he notices your pearl earring is about to fall off. “don’t move.”

“why do — is there a bug on me?!”

“no,” his cold fingers touch your lobe and his eyebrows furrow in concentration, a small smile tugs at his lips. “your earring was about to fall off.”

“oh. thanks, kiyoomi. my love, my life.” your palm rests on his cheek, your fingers almost touch his hair. your other hand goes to plant itself against your heart dramatically. “my twin flame. the one i wake up for extra early on saturday mornings to make breakfast for. my beloved.”

he kisses the tip of your nose. “you’re so dramatic,” and he almost laughs, smile turning wider. “all i did was fix your earring — you klutz.” he squeezes your hip, presses a kiss to the side of your lip.

you gasp. “kiyo! i am no klutz!”

“hmm. you kind of are.”

sakusa kiyoomi is most teasing at eleven am — as you move your breakfast from the kitchen to the table, as he pours his love into your heart.

“you’re the cutest klutz, though.”

his arm wraps around your waist and he brings your body closer to his bare, almost cold chest. and you swear you become a puddle — because even though you’ve been dating him for years, you still have a crush on him. a silly, innocent crush that makes you want to steal the stars for him.

and you laugh, nose scrunched. “thanks, i guess, mr. germaphobe.”

he smiles, rolls his eyes as he presses a kiss in between your eyebrows. “nothing bad with disliking germs. i’m not a germaphobe — i like staying clean.” his fingers interlace with yours. he smiles. “c’mon, let’s eat before the food gets cold.” and he kisses your outer palm.

sakusa kiyoomi’s love is the most tender and soft at eleven am. he lets it seep through your body, like royal nectar on a honeycomb, with every kiss he plants upon it.

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note. wah! soft kiyoomi >_< my apologies for any mistakes, this isn’t proofread and i solely wrote it for the earring scene. sobs </3

written for @ob-levi-on ❤ (sorry it took a while, I hope you like it)

warning: Oikawa Tooru x fem!reader; hurt to comfort

The first time you saw him, it was the word beautiful that defined him. There was a friendly match on Aoba Johsai's volleyball court. The bleachers were full of spectators, it was loud. Cheers and shouts can be heard, especially when the setter plays, the girls' screams will intensify.

That place was not your usual place as you prefer a more tranquil place. With eyes gleamed with passion, his hands were flexing to set the ball, and a smile plastered on his face in the euphoria of scoring. You cannot deny the fact that you were captivated at the moment.

He's still the same guy he was in high school, but with tanned skin and a more athletic form. He looks more mature in his mid-20s, but his grin is still familiar. You watch him play, basking in the shade of the sunset. He wipes his glistening sweat and exchanges compliments with his teammates.

You once again concentrate on the majestic heavenly body which is about to lie beneath the horizon. Mix and ooze another paint to mimic the scenery while the sand grains massage your bare feet. This is a beautiful serene time to end your day.

this was so cute thank you so much 😭😭😭😭😭

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Barista!Levi

T/W: fluff :)

A/N: i miss going to coffee shops and meeting cute barista:(

the sixth in my “week of drabbles” challenge! the requirements: has to be over 500 words, posted before 10 pm PST and i can’t overthink it :D

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Barista!Levi has your order memorized and remembers the times you come in during the week. He makes sure to be running the cash register so he could talk to you. He always asks about your day and how work or your classes are going. Everyone at the cafe knows he has a crush on you but he always says he’s just being a good service employee (Hange laughed in his face when he argued this). His days always get better when he says you, you’re a ray of sunshine in his otherwise dreary day. He thinks you’re so funny and sweet. On days you don’t come in, he gets so grumpy and irritated (Again, Hange teases him). 

Sometimes he wondered if you have a partner, he assumes you do because someone as lovely as you deserves to be cherished and loved. When you leave the cafe, he watched you go with a soft yearning in his gaze. He would do anything to be able to love you. 

While opening alone one day, you came in. Levi was surprised to see you but welcomed the surprise. You told him about the early final you had. You were nervous, scared you might not do well but Levi assured you that you could pass without fail. He might have gotten carried away and said that you were amazing and capable of doing anything you wanted. You were in awe. It warmed your heart that the cute barista you had a crush on thought so highly of you. You thanked him, grabbed your drink and left. You wished you could stay a bit longer but you were already running late. 

You didn’t show up for a few days. Levi was sad and worried he may have stepped over a boundary. After a week of you not coming in, he was surprised to see you entering with a huge smile on your face. His heart skipped a beat and he smiled back at you. Nervously, he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. You walked to the counter with purpose, you were on a mission today. 

You ordered your regular drink and made small talk with him as he made it. When he handed you your drink, your hands lingered over his for a second. You apologized and looked at the ground. You started to feel self-conscious, hoping Levi wasn’t thinking you were being too pushy. You were starting to lose faith in your mission. To be honest, you were hoping to ask Levi out on a date but now you were starting to second guess it. What if he thought it was inappropriate to ask while he was working?

You thanked him quickly and ran out of the cafe. But before you could be too hard on yourself, you noticed something written on the cup. It was a phone number, Levi’s phone number and a note saying: I’m glad to see you again. Let’s hang out when I’m not wearing this stupid apron. 

Suddenly, nothing mattered anymore, not the strangers giving you weird stares as you pumped your fist in the air, not the stress of the new term, nothing did because Levi liked you back. It was the beginning of something new and you knew it was going to be a good one.