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the afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting golden hues over the quiet streets as you strolled alongside nanami. the crisp air carried the distant hum of city life, but here, in this peaceful little corner, it was just the two of you.

then, a soft meow caught your attention.

your eyes darted around until you spotted a small tabby cat perched precariously on a high ledge of a brick wall. its tail twitched, ears flicking in distress.

“poor thing,” you murmured. before nanami could stop you, you were already climbing onto a lower ledge, reaching up to help the stranded feline.

“this is a bad idea,” nanami warned, but there was no real bite to his tone—just quiet concern as he stood below, watching your progress.

“i’ve got this,” you assured him, and after a bit of careful maneuvering, you managed to scoop up the trembling cat. “see? easy—”

then you looked down.

oh.

oh no.

you hadn’t realized how high you’d climbed until now, and suddenly, your legs felt weak. the brick wall, which had seemed so sturdy just moments ago, felt impossibly narrow beneath your feet.

“nanami,” you called, voice tight. “i think i made a mistake.”

he sighed, already holding out his arms. “of course you did. now jump.”

your grip on the cat tightened. “what if you don’t catch me?”

he looked at you, utterly unamused. “do you really think i’d let that happen?”

his steady, golden gaze rooted you in place, a silent promise laced in the calmness of his voice.

you hesitated. then—

your foot slipped.

for a split second, panic seized your chest as gravity yanked you down, but before you could even brace for impact, strong arms caught you with ease.

the force of the fall knocked the air from your lungs, but you were safe, cradled securely against nanami’s chest. the cat scrambled out of your arms and landed gracefully on the pavement, as if mocking your clumsiness.

nanami sighed again, but this time, it was more exasperation than real annoyance. “you’re reckless,” he muttered, but his arms remained firmly around you, holding you close.

you peered up at him sheepishly. “but you caught me.”

he huffed, eyes softening. “of course i did.”

despite his flippant and egotistical character he gets mocked for, Satoru spent his whole life trying to make his world a better place — so his students could enjoy their youth. and with his god complex, he wanted to change society so they won’t have to rely on the “strongest” anymore. he sacrificed himself just to keep everyone safe even stretching himself to the bare bone/exhaustion for it. despite probably not being happy about it, feeling the burden of being a protector to the end, he even allowed his body to be used like that…

I guess, I can see why Satoru felt so alone all this time, and why he deliberately closed himself off by putting a nonchalant, frivolous mask to hide his misfortune of being the strongest — maybe he thought that’ll hurt him less 🥲. especially when no one stood up for him when being blamed for not killing a child’s life… and unironically his rival is the one that praises him in the end.

but you know what? idc he’ll be back next two chapters !!

2:21 was way too specific (chapter he came back from the prison realm) and the small hand looks to be surpassing 28 into …— his new canon age ◡̈

symbols and kaomojis

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CHOCOLATE & COOKIES — SAKUSA KIYOOMI

content: msby!kiyoomi, female reader, established relationship, reader is on her period. word count: 0,9k.

Kiyoomi was washing the dishes when he heard your footsteps shuffle into the kitchen. His head snapped around, a smile already spreading across his face when he saw you in your crumpled pajamas. You looked cute, no doubt about it, but also kind of… dangerous.

“Hey, babe.” He said, his voice soft in a way reserved just for you.

You didn’t respond. No glance, no acknowledgment. You walked straight past him, heading for the fridge like it held the answer to all your problems. The fridge door hummed open, and you poked around with an intensity that made Kiyoomi pause mid-scrub, sponge in hand.

It was one of those days.

Your period had started yesterday, which explained the bad mood that had been building all week. After years together, Kiyoomi liked to think he had learned how to navigate these stormy seas. But the truth? It caught him off guard every time. You weren’t just sensitive—you were sharp, snappy, and downright scary when the mood struck. And the way you ignored him just now? That stung.

What had he done? He ran through his mental checklist. Nothing came to mind, but the tension in the room told him he was still in trouble.

“Hey. I’m home.” He tried again, drying his hands on a dish towel. “I made pasta.”

“I can see.” You muttered, not even looking up from the fridge.

“I got here an hour ago, but you were asleep.” He added, as if offering evidence of good behavior. “Are you feeling better?”

You’d called him earlier while he was at training, your voice strained as you complained about cramps so bad they’d left you bedridden. He’d felt awful for not being able to come straight home.

“No.”

Okay. Honest, at least. He hesitated. Should he just leave it? No, he couldn’t. The air between you was too tense. “Are you hungry? I can serve you a—”

“Kiyoomi.”

That tone. His name. Just his name. No ‘babe’ no ‘love’ no ‘baby’ not even a begrudging ‘Kiyo’. His chest tightened. His stomach sank.

“Yes, baby?” He asked, trying to sound calm.

“Did you eat my chocolates?”

Shit. He froze. The room suddenly felt about ten degrees hotter. For someone as imposing as Sakusa Kiyoomi—a man who made grown athletes tremble with a single glare—it was ironic how easily two things could scare him: insects, and you. Especially you.

“Um. Yeah. There wasn’t much left, so I thought—”

“Why do you always do this?” You slammed the fridge shut with a force that made him flinch, spinning to face him with fire in your eyes. “You always eat my stuff and don’t even replace it!”

“What? I don’t always—”

“First it was my ice cream. Then my oatmeal—you don’t even like oatmeal, Kiyoomi! And now my chocolates?”

“I just wanted to try it.” He muttered defensively, raising his hands as if to fend off your wrath. “I was going to buy more—”

“When? Tomorrow?” You demanded, your voice cracking, and oh no, now your eyes were glistening with tears.

“Baby, no, don’t cry.” He said quickly, his voice laced with panic. “I’ll buy more. Right now.”

“It’s nine p.m.!” You shot back, your voice wobbling but sharp. “Those were from that chocolate shop we like—they won’t be open! What am I supposed to do tonight?”

Kiyoomi froze. You had a point. And the guilt? It was eating him alive. He’d messed up, and now he was watching his favorite person unravel before his eyes.

You sniffled, and that tiny sound hit him like a punch to the gut. Then your face crumpled, and suddenly, you weren’t just sniffling—you were full-on crying. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you gestured helplessly at the fridge. “I just wanted something sweet! And now there’s nothing!”

Oh dear lord. Kiyoomi pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering something under his breath that sounded like a plea for strength. This was worse than he thought. But despite the chaos in front of him, despite the rising panic in his chest, he still found you… heartbreakingly adorable.

He stepped closer, hesitant but determined. “Okay. I screwed up. I’ll fix it. Just… give me a second.”

You crossed your arms, glaring up at him. “How?”

Without another word, Kiyoomi walked over to the pantry, pulling out the bag of fancy cookies he’d been saving for himself. These were his cookies. The ones he didn’t share with anyone. Slowly, he placed them on the counter in front of you, as though offering a sacred artifact. “Here. You can have these.”

You froze, staring at the cookies, then back at him, suspicion written all over your face. “You don’t even like sharing those.”

“I know.” He said softly, his dark eyes meeting yours. “But I don’t like seeing you upset more.”

That did it. Your lip trembled, and you started crying harder. “You’re giving me your cookies?” You choked out, as if it was the most romantic gesture anyone had ever made. “You love these cookies.”

Kiyoomi exhaled sharply, his hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. “Yeah, well, you’re more important than some cookies.” He paused, watching you sob even harder as you clutched the bag to your chest and went to hug him. “God.” He muttered under his breath, but there was a faint, helpless smile on his lips as he wrapped his arms around you. 

“I’ll buy you as much chocolate as you want tomorrow.” He promised, gently smoothing a hand over your head. “And ice cream. And oatmeal. Whatever you want.”

“You’d better.” You said with your cheek against his shirt. “But you’re still on thin ice.”

He couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips. “I know.”

You looked up at him, eyes still a little watery but filled with affection. “Thanks, baby.”

There she is.

“Always.” He murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead.

HAIKYUU MASTERLIST

MIYA ATSUMU

series

a sprained heart || in which atsumu sprains his ankle, meets a cute doctor, is a shameless flirt, and sakusa is over it

r.i.c.e

hard to get

stolen heart

causing a scene

one-shots

favouritism

over all over again

drabbles

bunk beds

breakfast

sending signals

mornings like this

07:30

04:20

tattoos

sore loser

first date

MIYA OSAMU

one-shots

off-season

fake fiancé

drabbles

saturday nights

13:25

out of reach

late night snack

just friends

headcanons

food as a love language

most popular recipe

SUNA RINTARO

series

enchanted to meet you || in which you meet rin when he finds you crying in the boys restroom

first meeting

birthday parties & tiny onesies

love at first sight

the adventures of suna suki || in which you and suna raise your first daughter, suki

baby fever (prequel)

first day of school

unicorn milkshake

away games

most special valentine

drabbles

shut up and kiss me

late nights in different apartments

birthday kisses

shower kisses

the best wingman

“we shouldn’t do this”

denim jacket

KITA SHINSUKE

series

the slow rise || in which the local baker falls for the charming local farmer (i’m pushing my cottagecore kita agenda)

new recipe

granny yumie’s boy

only you

drabbles

01:47

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

series:

the miya method || in a moment of weakness, sakusa kiyoomi does the unthinkable; ask miya atsumu for advice. it goes about as well as one might expect.

advice from miya atsumu

lunch date

lipstick

drabbles

jealous

14:37

braids

about last night

slow mornings

spoiled

AKAASHI KEIJI

series

royal au (untitled so far!)

i: wonderstruck

ii:

iii:

one-shots

tutoring

got it all

cashmere scarf

home for christmas

canon in d

bachelor party

birthdays

secret admirer

drabbles

canon in d sequel

working from home

headcanons

coworkers to lovers

gifts

KUROO TETSUROU

series

office rivals series || in which your work rival tricks you into going on a date with him.

office rivals masterlist

drabbles

sleeping patterns

all talk?

birthday

worth the wait

dad!kuroo

OIKAWA TOORU

one-shots/fics

roommates

drabbles

you belong with me

03:15

blurry

first fight

pretty boy (barista oiks)

five more minutes

small victories

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

series

mercenary!iwa (royalty au hehe)

one-shots

roommates

dad!iwa

team japan’s athletic trainer

valentine’s day

drabbles

slow mornings

headcanons

more dad!iwa

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

report card

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

drabbles

anniversary

HIRUGAMI SACHIRO

one-shots/fics

veterinarian recommended child support

puppies

drabbles

dad!hirugami