[ 12:06 AM ]

“Doesn’t it scare you?”

Your voice echoed through the train. Maybe that’s why there was something inherently lonely about the midnight ride: it was empty and quiet, no bustling activity to distract you. Your words bounced off the walls and came straight back to you, maybe that was why you asked the question.

“Define it,” Jay asked sitting beside you. He was looking at you and for the first time you felt nervous. Maybe because there was nobody else to look at, you knew it had to be you.

“You know the whole concept of falling in love and stuff.” You looked forward staring at the reflection in the mirror across from you. “First they have to like you back, that’s a whole thing. Then you start to share more of yourself and what if there’s something they don’t like. So you reveal a little more of yourself with time but you’re always worried at what point will they stop liking you. It’s scary.”

“You think too much,” he sighed leaning back into his seat. He was still looking at you, you could tell.

“Pretty sure the other day you told me I didn’t think enough,” you laughed.

“Well that’s because—” You were smiling at him and it made the words he was about to say catch in his throat. Instead, he gave the top of your head a light tap “stop worrying you’ll be fine.”

“Thanks for the encouragement.”

“It sneaks up on you, the whole love thing,” Jay mumbled. Now it was you who was looking at him as he stared ahead. “and it is scary, wondering if it’s reciprocated or not, but it isn’t totally bad.”

You didn’t know why but it made you feel lonely, thinking that he had someone else, and you were just there with no one else but him. “Well I hope,” you slumped down in your seat resting your head against Jay’s shoulder “that there is someone who wants me. All of me.”

It was soft, if the train had gone over a rough set of tracks you would have missed it, but you didn’t. You heard it and it was ringing in your ears:

“I do.”

IM ACTUALLY GOING TO CRY ?!?!?

Yellow</3- suna rintarou

sequel to part 1. of driver’s licence

go read the first fanfic if you haven’t! hope you enjoy and yes this will be the last part.

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drivers license - suna rintarou

inspired by the song driver’s license

his house is right there, right in front of me. 

sitting in the car biting my lip holding back the sob that threatened to escape, how did it become like this? how did i end up sitting in here alone while you went off with her? that was supposed to be me, you said you would wait? 

suna rintarou

a beautiful boy, his smile never failed to warm your heart. the way he would hold you in his arms, pout when you weren’t paying attention, brush your hair behind your ear, the way he would kiss you and buy you your favorite drinks or take you to that little park you loved so much as you guys watched the sunset and fell in love all over again.

then how did it get like this? 

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“hi my name is l/n y/n and i’m your new manager!,” you introduced yourself. was a first year at inarizaki and needed to get into a club, atsumu decided to introduce you to the coach and give in a few words.

looking around the team you felt a nice presence, and that’s when your eyes landed on his, those green piercing eyes. having his knees to his chest laughing at atsumu for trying to punch him for showing him something on his phone. 

the way his laugh died down but kept a smile as he looked at you. 

you blushed but became distracted as kita called you over.

“thank you guys for accepting me have a good night!,” you said grabbing your bag and leaving. “wait up i’ll walk with you,” you heard a voice behind you say. you turned to hear the voice and it belonged to him.

you guys walked under the stars, you shivered forgetting a jacket and that’s when he looked at you and smirked. “the old jacket technique huh let me guess you want me to take mine’s off and give it to you,” 

you gasped and looked right at him, “no i actually forgot you weirdo whatever i guess i’ll walk faster,” you said speeding up. “wait i’m just teasing here i have a hoodie it’s my sleeping in class hoodie so better not ruin it.”

you took it hesitantly but put it on either way, it was big and burgundy and my god the scent you can still remember to this day how good he smelled like. “looks good on you maybe i’ll let you keep it,” he said as you guys continued to walk.

that was your first interaction, your first words to each other and one of the many nights you guys have come to spend together

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everything else came easily, even though having a age gap it didn’t stop your feelings whatsoever, and also never stopped him from showing affection.

you still remember your first kiss

how he kissed you by surpised on the slide of a old park where you guys sneaked out to get ice cream.

still remember how he started bringing extra hoodies and hair ties since you had a habit of forgetting both.

still remember that night under the stars in the backseat of his car when he looked at you and told you he was in love with you.

you teared up staring at him as he giggled softly caressing your face, holding your waist even more closer to his chest as your bodies connected.

“i love you rintarou,” you smiled crying softly. 

he looked at you rubbing your tears away, “and i love you y/n l/n,”

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how it was such a good 6 months. looking back you should have seen the way you guys would only hang out around the night or weekdays. 

how he wouldn’t hold your hand in school or only be affection around the team.

and how you guys weren’t exactly official, never asked you officially to be his but hey because of the memories spent together you thought of course your his and he’s yours.

you first saw her when she came through the doors, holding his notebook as she apologized but nevertheless gave him a smile and he gave one back. she was pretty- like really pretty. 

pretty blue eyes, blonde long hair, beautiful body.

“so this is what overthinking feels like huh,” you mumbled as you shook your head and went back to setting the net up.

after practice you and suna as always walked home 

you guys decided to take a detour heading to your park where many memories were made. 

“hey rin,” you asked as you looked over the river that was by the bridge. “yes love?,” he replied. “what are we?,” you asked him.

please say im yours…

“well your younger than me, i want you to be mines and you already are, always and forever sooo how about this,” he turned to look at you and bent down so his head was right at yours. “when you become a 2nd year and get your driver's license we can officially be together yeah? i’ll get down on one knee and ask you to be mine,” he rolled his eyes as you giggled. 

he stuck out his pinkie and you stuck out yours. “you’ll wait for me?,” you said.

he wrapped his pinkie around yours, “always, make sure you just don’t crash don’t want you dying before your mine but yes i promise i will wait for you l/n,” suna smiled grabbing you and pulling you in for a kiss. 

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finals came up and yes you and suna got distant due to you studying, yet you weren’t nervous you were excited to finally walk down the halls holding his hand.

looking back you should have seen the signs of him not texting you often or wanting to help you, you shrugged it off maybe he was struggling in some classes too.

finally the day was here, texting osamu all morning about how you would pick them up for school so you can show off to suna. 

laughing driving up to school with the twins, you got out the car and seeing suna’s back against one of the walls

 you were about to call out for him until you saw her again. this time she was wearing the burgundy hoodie, and he was the one holding her hand. he was smiling? the smile he gave you specifically to you he was giving to her. 

tears filled your eyes. 

“y/n chan.. i’m-” , “its okay atsumu just get to class okay?,” you turned around hand shaking as you hold your keys, tears spilling down your eyes. “i’m going to be okay,” you smiled. “no, you’re crying,” 

“i said i’m okay, i’m just going to leave,” you said running to your car and getting the fuck outta there. 

leaving you saw atsumu go up to suna and scream at him. 

your heart felt like it was being pulled, this can’t be real? 

you headed home, slamming your door and falling to the ground, how could you rin? 

flashes of him and her passed your mind seeing how happy he was. 

you looked underneath and saw a photo on the ground. your grabbed it and sat on your bed, it was you and him in a photobooth smiling and then kissing. underneath in his handwriting he wrote “my love always and forever,”

you felt like throwing up, so this is what heartbreak feels like. 

you were hurt mad even at the fact that before anything was able to happen it was already ruined. you cried yourself to sleep wanting to ignore the pain/

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you woke up around 9 p.m, you were confused but remembered all that happened today

“so that wasn’t a horrible dream?,” you tried to laugh it out but really couldn’t.

you needed fresh air, you changed into sweatpants and a baggy shirt.

going for a drive blasting music, you didn’t know where you were going but you just needed to feel the air flowing past you. you stopped at the red light, everything was getting blurry tears now leaving as you hit the steering wheel. 

you kept driving and ending up parking in this neighborhood, being very familiar but automatically knowing where you ended up. you looked to your right and saw his house.

you were about to get off trying to get closure you said, needing answers still trying to doubt everything and thinking maybe this was a horrible joke from the twins and him but then you got all the closure you needed. seeing as the door opened revealing the girl coming out.

your heart dropped seeing how happy they were and dare you say actually look good together. he smiled down at her and grabbed her for a kiss. 

you gasped as a heart wrenching sob escaped your lips, she walked away as he never took his eyes off her figure.

that was me.

he then looked turning his head and made eye contact with you, you just silently laughed as you shook your head at him and turned on the car leaving. “y/n wait!,” you heard him say as you left.

you headed to the small park and sat in the slide looking up as you laid down and finally let everything out. “never knew your waiting was just a short trial did i have to pay for millions of hours?,” you cried as you looked up in the sky seeing your memories replay in your head

‘Cause how could I ever love someone else’ And I know we weren’t perfect but I’ve never felt this way for no one

And I just can’t imagine how you could be so okay now that I’m gone Guess you didn’t mean what you wrote in that song about me ‘Cause you said forever now I drive alone past your street’

your phone dinged as you look who texted you

suna rin: y/n we need to talk… suna rin: please, i am so so sorry just hear me out. suna rin: i really did wait i just, please let's just meet up.

you texted back 

“im really happy for you suna, goodbye rintarou.”

you then deleted his contact as you took a deep breathe and sat up.

“i still see your face

In the white cars”

you grabbed your head, “was i not good enough?,” 

“We crossed I still hear your voice In the traffic We’re laughing”

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“you know i think we’re meant to be,” suna said from your bed as you were on your laptop finishing some things. “wow such a hopeless romantic,” you smiled at him as you were putting back your earphones. “just maybe right person wrong time,” he said softly. you looked back at him, “i’m sorry did you say something,” you asked him. he just shook his head, “nothing i was just saying your a nerd,” he said as he threw a pillow at your face. “you know what,” you got up and jumped on top of him both laughing.

flashback over

‘God, I’m so blue Know we’re through But I still fucking love you, babe’

you finally realized what he said, right person wrong timing 

you looked up at the cherry blossom tree and softly smiled

“your right suna we really were meant to be just right person, wrong time.”

i guess not every love story is meant to be complete.

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Have you ever lost someone you loved with your whole heart? The one you’d think about nearly every waking moment?

Semi Eita is that person for you.

It was a perpetual feeling, the need to go back home to the one you loved, to hear his familiar voice warmly welcoming you back home after a long day of work. The smell of the food he always liked to cook. Anything that had to do with Semi — you associate them with happiness. Even during an argument you found meaning; at least you had someone to argue with.

But the thing about happiness is; most times, we don’t think of what we’ll do when we lose it. And who can fault you? You were on the track to a wonderful beginning with Semi, the hopes of having a family and making more music together were still very much alive. That is, until an essential part of the equation is taken away.

Semi himself.

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it’s currently 4:33 in the morning and i am bawling my eyes out. this is hurting me so much

If you're ever sad, just remember that Bokuto rang the fire alarm to know how firm he should press it

“are you ready?” you ask kageyama beside you after finishing up your paired project together. “wait lang babe ha? natatae ako suddenly” kageyama fans himself as the nerves of asking your parents’ blessing is getting to him.

“they like you naman diba? so there’s nothing to be worried about” you tried to calm your nervous boyfriend down but it only resulted to him short circuiting. 

“y/n! aalis na kami ng daddy mo!” you hear your mom shout from downstairs.

“this is our only chance na tobio” you tell him, grabbing his hand and giving it a firm squeeze. kageyama takes a deep breath and stands up from the floor. “okay.. this is it.. this is it” you hear kageyama chant to himself like it’s some mantra.

“mommy, daddy wait lang po may sasabihin lang si tobio sa inyo” you pushed kageyama in front of your parents who gave him a confused look. kageyama turns around to give you a look that basically screams “help me” but you only sent him a smile and motioned him to ask the important question.

kageyama gulps and looks at both of your parents respectively before bowing right in front of them. “tito, tita, may i have your blessing to court your daughter po” he closes his eyes shut.

it felt like time stopped for a moment right there. the house turned eerie quiet. you observed the reactions of your parents. mostly shock and confusion from the boy who’s literally bowing in front of them

you bit your lip in anticipation on what their answer was. your parents both share a look before your dad puts a hand on kageyama’s shoulder. kageyama jolts up and stares at your dad intently. 

“hijo, make sure you two both prioritize your studies ha? ang babata nyo pa masyado” your dad starts, giving both you and kageyama a look. kageyama swallows the lump in his throat as his mind is going haywire right now

he’s not sure on what he just heard. he wasn’t too sure if your dad just said that he doesn’t approve of the two of you together.

“i can see you’re a good kid. you make my daughter happy nga naman” your dad continues, “try anything to hurt her, hindi lang sermon aabot mo, hijo ha?” your dad jokes, patting kageyama’s shoulder.

“you have our blessing” your mom smiles, wrapping an arm around your dad. you let out a squeal as you ran down the stairs to tackle both your parents. “thank you! thank you! thank you!” you cried out.

kageyama’s legs almost gave up on him right there. wiping his sweat, he releases the air he’s been holding in making both of your parents laugh.

“welcome to the family, hijo” you mother envelops him into your group hug.

KDKDKKDKDKDKSSB SINO MAY SABING KINIKILIG AKO

Happy Holidays! :D

it’s 99 days b4 christmas

love language.

─── eita semi; angst, 359

request: @yusemis for a semi angst drabble + “i wish i’d never met you”; thank you sm for requesting & i hope you enjoy !! sorry this took me so long </3

certain words can never be worn out, no matter how many times they fall off your lips. take the word “smile”, for example. no matter how many times you describe the upwards tug of the corners of his mouth, or prod an elbow into his side and whisper the phrase, gaze never faltering from the camera, the word smile will never truly mean anything else.

not all words, however, remain as unmarred and good-as-new. and semi’s had never been one for verbal affirmations of his feelings. words of affection were more obligatory than meaningful, especially as of late.

so it’s not a shock when even the murmurs of “i love you” and “i miss you” die out, and your bi-weekly visits are wasted drowning in an almost awkward silence.

which is why you suppose it can’t be much of a loss, at the end of the day. and yet.

“you should stop visiting,” semi tells you, eyes never leaving the evening skyline as seen from the small window. he refuses to make you watch as he slips away.

“is that what you want?” you choke out. your fingers clasp the metal seat of your chair, and your knuckles strain.

he pauses, still refusing to look at you.

“yes.”

“why?” your voice trembles.

“isn’t it what’s best? for both of us?” he whispers. maybe if he can make you hate him, he thinks, you’ll see how pointless your efforts are—how they only end up hurting you more. 

you stand up, rather abruptly. semi is too worn out to see the tear stains littering your cheeks, but he’s sure they’re there. you leave him with six parting words.

“i wish i’d never met you.”

it’s a change, certainly. the sentence that leaves your mouth has never graced his ears, and semi is sure you’ve never spoken them to another with the same intent.

maybe that’s how he can be sure you truly mean it.

but they already remind him of the flowers you’d trimmed and arranged in a vase that had sat on what was your shared kitchen counter, before he’d begun living permanently in the hospital. 

dried up. wilted. lifeless.

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