Aquarium Date With Percy Jackson.

Please I need Yeon sieun dating head canons.

pairing: kdrama!sieun x gn!reader (they/them pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.7k

warnings: mentions of parental neglect/bullying

includes: reader is booksmart/likes studying, post layout is kinda messy oops, this is my first attempt at writing hcs pls, i am begging for sieun x male reader reqs

a/n: i don't write hcs but i had a few ideas for this so i did my best lol thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))

⋆｡°✩ first meeting

— he’s SO awkward when you first meet

— probably ignores you at first lmao

— sieun doesn’t care much about his peers/other classmates but you catch his eye because of your intelligence

— he still focus more on his studies tho

sieun sits at his usual seat in class, hunched over his desk as he reviews his notes for an upcoming english exam. his hand hovers just above the paper as he skims through the words and makes small mental notes about which parts to continue practicing.

the sudden halted chatter from his classmates catches sieun’s attention. he glances up briefly, setting his pencil aside when he notices his teacher standing in her usual position at the front of the classroom. beside her is an unfamiliar teenager wearing a thin black jacket draped over the school’s button up. 

“class,” the teacher begins, gesturing to you. “this is y/n. they’re a new student here.”

“hello,” you say, bowing to the class. 

“there’s an open spot next to sieun,” she says, gently pushing you towards him. “you can sit there for now.”

sieun lets out a small sigh in annoyance as you shuffle over before sliding into the seat beside him. the mindless chatter of your classmates resumes as the door closes, signaling your teacher’s exit. he reaches over to grab his earbuds once again, reaching up to place one into his ear when a voice interrupts him. “number four is wrong.”

sieun stops in his tracks, glaring in your direction. you had also pulled out a notebook, filled with your own scribbled notes and miscellaneous doodles decorating the corners. “it’s a dependant clause, not independent,” you elaborate before turning back to your own notes. 

despite his better judgment, sieun backtracks to question four. he scoffs slightly when he rereads the question again. you were right. 

“thanks,” he mumbles. 

you simply smile, waving him off with the slight shake of your head. “anytime.”

⋆｡°✩ first date

— you have to ask him out. he will never make the first move

— needs a lot of reassurance. this is his first relationship and he likes you a lot. he doesn’t wanna mess it up. bare with him

— probably started off as a study hangout and turned into a study date ngl

you flip your pen between your fingers as you watch sieun continue to scribble down notes. his apartment remains silent except for the occasional noise of either of you flipping through your textbooks or the incessant noise of sieun’s pencil against the page. 

you set your own pencil aside, ignoring your notes in favour of admiring the boy in front of you. sieun’s fringe is just barely short enough to avoid falling into his eyes. his eyebrows furrow every now and then as his eyes rapidly switch between his notebook and the textbook laid out beside him. his teeth catch his bottom lip between them - a particularly attractive habit you had noticed over the months of getting to know each other. 

siuen pauses when he notices your lack of writing, glancing up at you momentarily. you can’t help the soft smile that spreads across your face when you notice his cheeks heating up slightly. 

“you’re staring,” he says.

“i’m admiring,” you tease. sieun’s writing pauses for a second before resuming, though his blush has spread fully across his face, tinting the skin a light pink. 

a tranquil silence falls over the room once again. it feels so intimate - sitting with sieun in his quiet apartment. your little quirks have made their way into his life despite your young age. a new pair of slides sits at the door, awaiting your arrival. the front pouch of sieun’s backpack has been cleaned out of the usual pencils and highlighters in favour of snacks and packets of gum for you to take at your convenience. he no longer reaches for his left earbud; the small device being reserved for you. 

your feelings for sieun jumble together in a mess of half-finished love letters and detailed confessions deeply confined to your mind. after spending over a month suppressing the urge to tell him, you finally can’t help yourself anymore.

“sieun,” you reach out to take his hand into yours. you smile as he intertwines your fingers together. he stops his studying to look up at you - something he’s never done for anyone else. “i like you.”

his eyes widen in surprise. your breath hitches in your throat and your body tenses. it feels like hours of waiting for his reaction before he finally speaks. 

“i like you too.”

a bright smile spreads across your face, making sieun’s lips quirk upwards into a soft smile of his own. “will you be mine?”

“only if you’ll be mine too,” he smiles as he squeezes your still-intertwined hands.

⋆｡°✩ first kiss

— “i don’t know what to do with my hands”

— has never been kissed before slkdnsl

— probably doesn’t kiss back at first but he’ll get the hang of it

— more of a peck than an actual kiss tbh

— it takes a lot of trust and vulnerability to get to this point with siuen. he’s not used to feeling love or affection so kisses mean a lot to you

you sigh to yourself, dramatically stretching before a yawn escapes you. the noise catches sieun’s attention, making him pause momentarily as he watches you attempt to blink some of the sleepiness out of your eyes. “you should get some rest,” he says. 

you glance at your textbook once more before nodding with another small sigh. “so should you. you’ve been working for even longer than i have.”

“i’m fine.” the words escape sieun’s lips almost instinctively as he continues his studying. you resist the urge to roll your eyes, closing your textbook and shoving it into your backpack in preparation for school the next day. 

“sieun…” you circle around the dining room table so you’re standing behind your boyfriend. you lean down to gently rest your hands on his shoulders, gently massaging the tense muscles. a small sigh of content escapes him as you lean down to press a chaste kiss against his cheek. “you’re exhausted. come on, let’s go to bed.”

sieun finally relents after a few more seconds, letting his own pencil fall to the side before he stands up. your arm snakes around his waist as you help him tidy up; rhythmically packing up his pencils into the case and sliding each textbook back into its rightful place inside of his bag. 

you set your backpacks beside each other as you guide sieun towards his bedroom. his bed remains in the corner, still perfectly tidied from his morning routine. 

sieun climbs into bed first, sliding underneath the covers before you join him. his arm finds its familiar home around your waist to keep your body closely against his. you bring your hand up to cup sieun’s cheek, brushing your thumb against his soft skin. he smiles as your fingers trail down his face to trace along his jawline before they finally settle underneath his chin. 

sieun’s breath hitches when you brush your thumb against his plump bottom lip. he’s grateful for the darkness covers the blush burning on his cheeks. your voice is quiet when you break the silence. “sieun,” you whisper.

“what is it?”

“can i kiss you?”

his body tenses beside you before he forces himself to relax. sieun can feel his heart beating erratically in his chest. “i’ve… never kissed anybody before.”

“it’s okay.” even in the moonlight he can see you softly smiling at him. “we can take it slow, okay? i won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

he knows. sieun has never felt safe with anyone like he does with you. but he nods nevertheless. “please kiss me,” he whispers. 

your hand moves from his chin to cup his cheek once again. after a few seconds you finally lean in, gently pressing your lips against his in a sweet kiss. 

sieun brings his own hand up to your cheek, hesitantly leaning in and replicating your movements. this one lasts much longer than the first. you can nearly feel all of the love being poured into it. 

you both smile when you finally pull away, pressing a final peck against his lips. you lean in closer, nuzzling your face into the crook of sieun’s neck. you press a chaste kiss against the exposed skin of his neck as you let out a small content sigh, finally letting your eyes flutter closed as you begin to fall asleep. “i love you,” you whisper.

sieun presses a kiss against your forehead. “i love you too.”

⋆｡°✩ general dating hcs

— not a huge fan of pda. he doesn’t like the attention and would rather keep your moments together private

— not very touchy but he likes when you hold his hand/intertwine your arms together (especially if it’s an unconscious thing)

— SO PROTECTIVE. sieun is 100% willing to throw himself between you and any bullies 

— his kisses are short and sweet. kiss him as a reward for a good grade or reassurance and his face will light up

— sometimes if he’s feeling extra confident he’ll kiss you in public

— has moments of insecurity pretty often. siuen was neglected as a kid and bullied as a teenager. he needs to know that you love and care about him for him and not out of sympathy

— he needs reminders to eat/sleep/drink water. falls a little more in love every time you do little things for him

— his love languages are quality time/acts of service. quietly studying together until you get up to make him some food as he reviews your notes for you are some of his fav moments with you

— gets clingy when he’s tired. pull him away from his studying, help him wash up, kiss his forehead, and pull him into your arms and he will MELT

— also pls pls pls play with his hair he’ll fall asleep immediately

random yeon si-eun x gn!reader fluff headcanons

→ yes I wrote these at an airport at 3 am I just have si-eun brainrot there isn't enough fanfiction about him NO anyway yeah I'll make high quality headcanons for him next time AWE YEAH ignore any typos my brain is dead rn

— this man spoils you with a lot of random gifts, and it can happen at literally anytime. he's always listening to you so he knows about all your interests. so whenever you two meet up he'll have his backpack and he'll pull out a gift from it. they're not anything big, but something that shows he pays attention to you. you happened to mention a certain comic around him? well you now have merch for it because he found it for you <3

and then when you thank him repeatedly with some hugs/kisses, he'll just sit there looking down trying to hide a smile. he acts all nonchalant about it like, "it was nothing."

but deep down he is SO happy that you appreciate his effort. because he isn't talented at showing his emotions verbally, so he finds other ways to care for you

━  yeon si-eun is naturally very observant, especially when it comes to the few individual he cares about. so, he'll notice everything about you. having a bad day? he can immediately tell by your body language and the way your voice sounds deeper and heavier than usual. you changed your appearance? even if it's something as little as a new piece of jewelry or maybe styling your hair in a different way

━ he LOVES sitting in comfortable silence in his room. he'll be at his desk studying, meanwhile you're lying down on his bed scrolling through your phone. it makes him feel at ease to know someone is with him, given that he's usually left at home. he enjoys your company so much that he even gave you a copy of his apartment keys so you could come and go as you please

━ he secretly enjoys it when soo-ho and young-yi tease him about his relationship with you.

"si-eun! you gave your jacket to them? aww look at you being all lovey dovey." soo-ho's tone of voice was playful, one that was intentionally trying to tick si-eun off.

young-yi wanted to join in on the fun, "bet you're never going to wash that jacket again when they return it to you."

si-eun deadpanned and gave an usual brushed off response. "they were cold, that's all."

━ you know how he usually has the same expression on his face right? well SOMETIMES at school he'll just be sitting down at his desk and suddenly think of you and a cherished memory the two of you hold, or maybe a compliment you had given him. OR maybe the way you once cupped his face and told him you loved him. and that's all it takes for him to crack a smile, literally out of nowhere in the middle of class. and yeah if soo-ho sees, he'll just nag si-eun about how much he must miss you

━ he's surprised by this himself, but one of si-eun's favorite things to do with you is eating together. he grew up eating basic microwaved meals alone, so he enjoys eating with you. he likes seeing what kinds of foods you like, and he especially loves when you talk about your day or literally just anything because it makes the experience better

[10:36 PM]

kdrama!sieun x reader

// when reader finds a kitten and takes it to the first place they can think of; sieun's apartment.

tags: gender neutral reader, kissing, teasing, little meow (cat)

note: REQS R OPEN !! yea this was from that one ask but i couldn't resist it was so cute😭 i tried my best to proofread but we all know how that goes... currently listening to soty btw

♡

he stood there and blinked at you. once, twice, three times. he couldn’t even comprehend what you were saying as he stared at the thing in your arms. the animal in your arms.

“-ieun?? i know i'm really wet, but can i come in? please?” you pouted at him, shivering from your wet clothes but not minding it at all, just trying your hardest to keep the kitten hiding in your arms as dry as possible. he finally snapped out of it and stepped aside, letting you in. you scrambled inside, pulling off your shoes and stepping into the slippers, before walking over to the island in his kitchen, placing the kitten there before going to the sink. you ran a warm water bath for the little guy, meanwhile sieun still stood at the door, watching you in awe.

“sieun, please stop ogling at me and find some towels!!” you jokingly stated, moving your head towards him. he once again snapped out of his daze, moving towards the bathroom to find extra cloths. “i wasn’t doing that,” he mumbled, lying to himself before coming back out with two drastically differently sized towels.

he walked over to the kitten on the counter, approaching it with caution. “how do i..” he trailed off. “oh, pick him up and bring him here.” you splashed the water around to make sure it wasn’t too hot before watching him expectantly. he stared at it for a second before attempting to pick him up. the tiny cat had little to no reaction- as sieun placed his hands under and around it, it did nothing but stare at him.

he placed it in the shallow bowl of warm water, watching as you bathed it with the water in an attempt to get it cleaner. minutes passed and minimal conversation was exchanged, the both of you only focusing on the cat.

you put so much effort into cleaning it up, after you were finished you walked over to the counter and wrapped the towel around the small cat, bringing it up to your chest, cooing at it in an attempt to calm it down. sieun's eyes watched you, and the way you treated it, noting how gentle you were with the small cat. "can you watch him while i change?" he nodded once, smiling before walking to his door to find some clothes to wear, later moving to the bathroom to change.

sieun sat on the floor of his room beside the kitty, staring at it as it waddled around in a circle. what was he even supposed to do with it? he's never had a pet before, let alone an almost newborn kitten. he recalled the way you held it and decided it might be beneficial to it if he interacted with it.

he didn't say anything as he scooted closer to it, placing a hand in it's path to prevent it from wandering off further. he picked it up like you did with the towel, bringing it close to his chest, craning his neck downward to stare at it. "meowr," the creature let out, staring at him with big beady eyes.

ah, now he understood why you took it in.

it leaned it's head into his shirt and very, very softly purred. the corners of his mouth tilted upwards as he began to gently but stiffly stroke it's fur. it meow'd again and slowly closed it's eyes, it's soft snores following after, and it didn't take him long to realize it was sleeping. "[name]?" he called for you before he slowly stood up and peeked out of his door, looking for you. "coming!" you whisper-shouted, walking towards him with the stray can of tuna you found in his cupboard. "oh," you mumbled as you saw the sleeping kitten that was cradled in his arms, before looking up to see that he was looking down at it too. he looked up, meeting your eyes. "he fell asleep suddenly," he watched your expression that quickly brightened as you noticed the sparkle in his eyes, watching as he looked back down at it. "so cute." you didn't move your gaze as his shifted to yours. his head snapped towards yours, looking into your eyes, almost as if he was shocked; his stomach suddenly swarming with a fluttery feeling. you smiled at his shyness and cupped his cheek, leaning in closer as the both of your eyes slowly closed, "was talking about you, by the way," you whispered onto his lips. you closed the gap between his mouth and yours, relishing in the way he sighed into the kiss. the two of you held it for a while before he pulled away, immediately turning away and back into his room in an attempt to hide his face from you, the corners of his lips turning upwards as he walked. you giggled at his action, going to join him on the floor of his room.

♡

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# . ݁₊ ⊹ Being a little more than friends but not quite a couple with Iwaizumi where he treats you like a princess— always paying for you when you join him and his teammates for a sweet treat after practice, helping you out with whatever subjects you struggled with, keeping unwanted guys (Oikawa) away and walking you home every day after school. He's level-headed, respectful, funny and so painfully handsome you have a hard time understanding how none of the girls in your class were interested in him. But hey, that only means he has more time to spend with you, right? Like best buddies should. You two swear you're just friends— that when you hold hands it's just to keep each other warm, that the lingering looks and blushes are accidental, that when Oikawa jokes about asking you out and Iwaizumi slips his hand around your waist, pulling you closer and fitting you perfectly against his frame is not because he feels jealous and territorial. You're still just friends when his team loses their final match against Karasuno and he seeks comfort in your embrace, letting you wipe his tears and kiss his troubles away in an empty locker in the gymnazium. Your mouth is so soft and warm against his he immediately forgets about the defeat and his brain is mush. And you're still friends while he's away for college and you video call almost every night to talk about whatever happened during your day. Around this time, Iwaizumi finally realizes that maybe you should be more than friends. He wants to tell you he misses your voice and your smile and the way you make him feel so fuzzy on the inside but he can't, because you deserve better than an online confession. So when he returns to Japan and you're waiting for him at the airport he finally confesses his feelings and you agree to date him in a heartbeat. And of course, it doesn't come as a surprise to anyone in the old friend group when you announce your engagement just a year later— showcasing a pretty, glowy ring on your socials because they always knew that you and Iwaizumi have never been just friends.

Iwaizumi is shamelessly in love with you. Every time you place a sweet kiss to his lips or his face, and leave your lipgloss/lipstick stain on him he refuses to wipe it off. The first time you noticed your lipstick stains on Iwa was after you had kissed his cheek while you were getting ready to leave for work. You had left before him, and you thought that he must have wiped it off before heading to the gym since his start time was later than yours. You were surprised to see the stain perfectly in tact when Iwa comes home later that day. You flush realizing that the whole team must have been teasing him all day over it. You don't feel guilty for too long when you see the wide smile gracing his face and how his attitude seems more laid back than usual. He likes having physical proof that you love him, and that he is yours. Some days when you leave your sweet lip gloss on his lips, he can't help but lick off the sweet residue remaining which always makes you flustered. Iwa thinks your lipgloss is sweet, but he thinks your lips are sweeter.

Navigation : midnight records! the starlight EP! haikyuu EP!

── .✦ "IWAIZUMI HAJIME VS. WEDDING" — iwaizumi hajime

a/n : sorry for being inactive!! finally found motivation to write for haikyuu content : post timeskip. iwa crashing out. pre wedding. he’s so in love. seijoh 4. fluff. crack.

Iwaizumi Hajime doesn’t spiral.

He doesn’t pace. Doesn’t panic. Doesn’t start talking just to fill space. He’s the one people lean on. The level-headed one during a crisis.

Which is exactly why the Seijoh 4 are now watching him like he’s a science experiment gone wrong. The groom’s waiting room is too quiet. Tense. The kind of quiet that happens before someone snaps.

Oikawa, back from Argentina just for the wedding, sips sparkling water with the smugness of someone who saw this coming. Matsukawa is filming. Hanamaki looks both entertained and slightly afraid.

And our dear Iwaizumi paces. Mutters something to himself. Then—without warning—drops to the floor and starts doing push-ups in his suit.

Everyone stares.

"Everybody stay calm, he’s spiraling,” Matsukawa says.

“He doesn’t spiral,” Hanamaki replies, blinking. “I’ve never seen him spiral. This feels illegal.”

“I once saw Iwa-chan roll his ankle and tell me to breathe,” Oikawa says, horrified. “This is terrifying.”

“I’m not spiraling,” Iwaizumi mutters, chest nearly kissing the floor. “I’m keeping my heart rate in check.”

Push-up. Push-up. Push-up

“I’m grounding myself. This is tactical. I am not emotionally compromised.”

Push-up.

“She’s gonna look like a goddess and I’m gonna forget how to breathe.”

“What was that?” Oikawa asks.

“I said I’m fine, Shittykawa.” Oikawa blinks. “You haven’t called me that since we were 18. Oh god, he’s malfunctioning.”

Iwaizumi keeps going. “She’s gonna smile. At me. In front of everyone. And I’m gonna cry. I know I’m gonna cry. I can already feel it. It’s sitting right here—” he gestures to his throat, “like a threat.”

He stops and lays flat on the floor. The silence is deafening. “I’ve never seen him like this,” Hanamaki whispers.

“He cried when she said yes, didn’t he?” Matsukawa murmurs. “This is stage two.”

“I didn’t cry,” Iwaizumi says flatly. “I teared up. Briefly.”

“You FaceTimed me,” Oikawa adds. “There were tissues involved.”

“I was sick.”

”You were sniffling,” Oikawa corrects.

“It was February.”

Iwaizumi sits up slowly. “She’s gonna be in a dress. With her hair done. And makeup. She’s gonna walk toward me like she means it and I’m gonna stand there looking like I forgot how knees work. And then I’ll cry. And then she’ll cry. And I’ll ruin everything.”

Oikawa kneels and hands him a water bottle like it’s an offering to a storm god. “You’re in love. That’s not ruining anything.”

“I’m so in love,” Iwaizumi whispers, like a confession. “It’s making me physically ill.”

Hanamaki just nods. “That tracks. We’ve been waiting years for your emotional constipation to catch up.”

“Push-ups aren’t fixing it,” Matsukawa adds. “Try burpees.”

“I will throw up on your shoes.”

There was a knock on the door: “Five minutes.”

Iwaizumi stands. Adjusts his suit. Rolls his shoulders like he’s heading into combat. “I’m marrying my girl. My terrifying, gorgeous, brilliant girl.”

He turns to them, solemn.

“If I cry—don’t say anything.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Hanamaki says.

“If I pass out—don’t catch me.”

“You’re gonna cry in, like, thirty seconds,” Matsukawa grins. “But you’re gonna look shredded in the photos.”

“I better.”

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“not all men”

you’re right, my favorite fictional character would never.

Being in a situationship with Iwaizumi where he is fully convinced you two have been dating. You and Iwa had been in what you would call an exclusive talking stage for over a month now. Your friends always teased you for how cute and clueless you and your "boyfriend" were. You hated reminding them that technically you and Iwaizumi weren't together officially. There was no labels, you two just went on dates and talked (which is basically dating but you still wanted your man to ask you to be his) You were going to finally confront Iwaizumi about where you two stood when he picked you up from work. You were slightly nervous to hear his response. What if he didn't see you as relationship worthy? You didn't think Iwa was someone who dated around to waste time, but with this generation of guys you never know. You walk up to where he's standing outside of your workplace to see him chatting to someone on his phone. You walk up to him and mouth a little hi as you wait for him to finish his phone call. Your face flushes as you hear Iwa tell the other person on the line hurriedly "I'll take to you later Shittykawa, my girlfriend just got out of work." He hangs up the phone without waiting for his friend's response, but you still hear an indignant "Hey!" before the line cuts out. Iwa wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you softly, only pulling away to excuse himself for being on the phone. Your face flushes harder as you weakly ask him "Since when?" He confusedly states "Well he called me like ten minutes before I got he-" You cut him off to clarify "Since when have I been your girlfriend?" He looks utterly lost as he processes your words. Were you not his girlfriend? "Since our first date?" You shake your head slightly and remind him "You never asked me to be your girlfriend on our first official date." He looks even more wrecked as he asks "I was supposed to ask?" I guess your friends were right, you two are clueless.

WHAT YOU ARE TO THEM

featuring: various ! (HQ)

the alternate title would be “the way they love you”

genre: pure fluff, some long headcannons I imagine going through the heads your fav HQ men as they enter the new year <3 on that note, happy new year!

warnings: none :)

masterlist || request status: open !

you were a treasure like an x mark on an island, the deeper he dug the more you seemed to shine in his eyes.

loving you was as easy as breathing though it was the way he soaked in the small details, the same way the ocean soaks the sand and held tightly to memories the two of you shared that spoke volumes.  

the kind of love where he’s both mesmerized by you but also crazy about you, whether he admits it or not, where you're valued and admired even seen doing the boring, everyday.

a fond smile adorning his face as you two playfully bully each other and when you do a twirl to you show off something cool you bought/were gifted, the love where he’s invested in your story about your day or about the rude customer you encountered, either matching your energy (gasping, eyebrows raised in disbelief at their audacity, going "wait, hold up, so you’re telling me, the...“ or listening with his full attention and he gets you your favorite food and spoils you, because how dare the stranger talk to his s/o like that?! 

to him, your thoughts, and feelings weigh more to him than mountains of gold, and he’d sit down and talk things out with you if there was something bothering him.

his face would light up when you enter the room and he becomes so soft around you, when called out for it, he’d only smile ruefully because let’s get real, he’s head over heels for you and always melts under your loving gaze. though he loves to make you crazy with his expressions of unfiltered adoration. 

he loves going everywhere with you, going for runs and walks with you as music plays in your sweater jacket, as he leads you, telling you that your almost there because he wanted to surprise you with this nice cafe he found. In your relationship there's random whispered conversations, matching hoodies, swinging linked hands, inside jokes and secrets that only you two know about (and will stay that way)

he’ll always make time for you, always down for an adventure because where there is treasure hidden, explorers must discover them, and you?

you are easily his greatest treasure  

⁀➷ oikawa, matsukawa, iwaizumi, kageyama, hanamaki, daichi, sugawara, futakuchi, lev, konoha, yaku, aran

it was stepping into your shared apartment and seeing you peek around the wall to greet him, music playing as the sweet aroma of your cooking filled his nose that finally brought his heart to ease, for you were home

the longer you two spent together the more he was certain that he couldn’t go another day without you. who else would hold him tightly, shelter his heart from hurt and fill the room with light and energy when it became dark outside the same way a home does?

you were home of warm afternoons and nightly adventures, big, lasting hugs and never ending smiles. of funny voices, your photo album almost running out of space with how many pictures you two had. the cute ones, blurry pictures, videos of funny moments, and silly snapchat filters that made them look ridiculous, and cute selfies together, constant loud and muffled laughter bringing the house to life 

the laughter that won’t stop when you show each other the pictures you have of the other on your anniversary, tears streaming down your faces both from the sheer amount of ridiculous and hilarious moments he captured and from seeing pictures of you two from years ago and how much you two mean to each other staring you two dead in the face

home of uncontained excitement, chatter and scattered limps as you listened to him talk eagerly about his day, and times where his chest hurt from trying to hold in his laughter and moments of his sweet gestures like lifting the blanket to your chin or wrapping you with his scarf when you get cold

carrying you inside bridal style when you fall asleep in the car, trying his best to be quiet and careful, maybe too careful as he tiptoes down the hall, holding a finger to his lips that were curved into a large grin down at your pet at his top tier ninja skills sneakiness and how cute you looked.

They say that home is where the heart is, and it never takes more than a moment for him to prove that his heart is forever with you.

⁀➷ bokuto, atsumu, hinata, sugawara, tanaka, tendou, nishinoya, yamaguchi, taketora, kogane

you were a dream in the riverbed called reality, what he describes of as a grand piano on stage, already elegant and captivating as it sits on stage in its sole glory, the emotions and beauty increasing a tenfold after recognizing that it was a song that he associates with you that is being played

it was funny because you weren’t as elegant as he made you out to be and yet he couldn’t help but stare at you, enamored even after years pass, now of in love with every part of you and parts he discovers every single day. 

he wasn’t one great at expressing himself and his feelings though always found himself making an effort, even subconsciously doing things that make your heart race, he might be annoying about it if he realizes tho- 

to him, you so real yet so breathtaking that it sometimes brought him at a loss of words, only strong and powerful waves of emotions as he held you close, the one thing he couldn’t ever afford to lose. the kind of subtle but present love where you are cherished in calm but consistent waves, like rainfall though even he can get a little carried away depending on the occasion, with silly, cheesy jokes and sweet gestures, hands intertwined as he chides you for forgetting to take care yourself and you pout, his expression softening in response

the half awake love where it’s too early to form sentences but pulling you closer and leaning into your touch didn’t require any thinking, accompanied by sleepy mornings together, over tea/coffee as you guys basked in each other’s presence, soft kisses pressed to foreheads and the back of hands

a roll of the eyes, a smile playing on his lips as he finally gives into after your dumb idea, but not without him pressing a kiss to your lips, stunning you as he takes off, getting a headstart on the silly idea as it becomes a competition ;)

its your laughter as you take off after him wrapping your arms around his waist to slow him down, dissolving into smiles and laughter as the plan nearly slips from your minds. you bring out the softer, tender, vulnerable parts of him, bringing about expressions of pure adoration and happiness that would make him almost unrecognizable to his friends & teammates

you were someone he’d only be able to find in his fantasies but also someone to incredibly down to earth with flaws and imperfections that he loves so dearly, nothing shy a genre of your own, a dream he found himself seeking awake and asleep. 

though, luckily for him, dreams allow just about anything to come true and there was nothing he dreamed of more than to spend the rest of his life with you

⁀➷ akaashi, kuroo, osamu, sakusa, suna, tsukishma, kenma, sugawara, ushijima, asahi, kita, shirabu, kyotani