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currently thinking about ghost! kita folding the laundry you left on your bed, laundry you promised you’d fold…ghost! kita, knowing you, folds it for you because if he doesn’t you’ll just pile said clothes on the chair in the corner of your room

[9:47 pm] ft kita shinsuke

wc: 300

i wrote this with kita in mind but tobio, ushijima, akaashi came to mind too!

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Watching a movie is not Kita Shinsuke’s ideal method of unwinding after a long day.

Sure the occasional documentary can be relaxing, but he finds opening a new book or reorganizing the kitchen cabinets much more effective activities to shut his mind off for the evening. 

Yet, here he is, curled up on the couch, scouring film options for the one you’ve been wanting to watch. He scrolls through the icons while you make a ruckus in the kitchen microwaving popcorn, digging out your stash of candy, and putting together a chip salad - all items Kita doesn’t particularly enjoy either. 

He clicks on the classic rom-com and leans back into the couch, watching as you hurry over, laying the multiple bowls and bags in a jumble on the tea table. Kita’s eyebrows furrow a bit at the mess you leave, crumbs tumbling to the floor in your hasty set up. 

“Sorry for the wait, I’m ready now!” 

He hums and hits play. 

You nestle into his side, content to pick at your junk food buffet as the movie plays. 

Kita watches with mild interest, periodically stifling a yawn. But he holds out, because he knows what’s coming. 

An hour in, your hands still, your snacking coming to a halt. Kita watches as you fold your legs up on the couch, pushing further into his side. When his hands wind around your waist, you don’t take your eyes off the screen as you help him lift you into his lap. Kita smiles.

At the height of the movie, when the main protagonist is turned down by her love interest and she walks away heartbroken, Kita feels you fit your hand into his, twining your fingers and holding back a quiet sob. 

He can’t help the smile that blooms wide on his face or the lurch of his heart when you subconsciously squeeze his hand while watching the main characters make up and confess their love to each other. 

Yeah, he thinks as he tucks your head into the crook of his neck, movies aren’t too bad after all.

japan’s summer persimmons kita shinsuke x fem!reader (fluff) m.list | wc: 1k | synopsis: based on 'good directions' by billy currington

    the sun sits high in the sky, baring its bright rays down onto the country roads. the summer heat leaving a refracting effect, a wavy appearance to live through. some of the crops’ leaves start to wilt under the extreme heat. however, none of it seems to affect kita shinsuke. a wet rag is resting on his neck, straw hat blocking the sun from entering his eyes.

  he sits comfortably in a folding chair, boots propped up onto a low stool. the pair of jeans he wears has rips and dirt caked into each stitch, matching his shirt that needs another soak. his arm rests on the increasingly hot truck bed, hand holding the farmer's almanac for the upcoming year. 

  very rarely will kita find himself selling out of his flatbed truck. but once the season starts getting to the end of the season, he needs to get rid of some of the extras. especially his persimmons which he sells at a discount. they're slightly deformed, perfectly edible by his standards, but unlikely to be sold at traditional grocery stores. and while they sell well, the past month has been too hot for people to stop. 

  however, today seems to be his day as another car drives up. it's a beautiful car, shiny with some mud on the wheels, the license plate written out to say 'tokyo'. the windows are slightly tinted as a few magnets bedazzle the back bumper. kita tilts back his hat, setting down the almanac onto the truck. taking in a deep sigh, he stands up, resting his hands on his hips. 

  the door opens and out steps you. you have a pair of sunglasses on, protecting you from the intense glare of the sun. your arm rests on the top of your car, a pair of stylish overalls’ straps rests on your shoulders. “hey! would you by any chance know how to get to the interstate?” you bring up your free hand, raising your sunglasses to see him better.

  in this moment, kita was completely dumbfounded by you. the way you stood in the bright light, blocking some of the sun as a halo effect displays around you. it seemed as if a city angel made their way to his little bumpkin town. “the interstate? well there’s a caution light down yonder, a little country store stocked full of food,” he starts, taking a few steps towards your car, thumb moving to rest in his pocket.

  “you have got to stop in and ask for ms. yamada’s green tea. she’d love ya,” kita can’t help but feel his heart racing, a smile growing on your face, “now a left will take you to the interstate. but a right will bring you right back here to me.”

  kita was never the forward type, but knowing that you’re from out of town, that he may never see you again. he just had to take a chance. it seems to work well as you tap the top of your car, still smiling ear to ear, “really, well i’ll ask ms. yamada her opinion of you and i’ll see which way life takes me.”

  “before you ask her, just remind her who supplies her persimmons stock,” he tips his hat some, standing back as you duck into your car, rolling your eyes. 

  however, he can tell the way you do it is sarcastic, that there’s a little worm named kita who had entered your mind. he watches as you drive off with a dust cloud behind you, already holding the picture of you in his mind. the way the sunglasses framed your face, the movie star look that you held. it felt a little too good to be true, the way someone like you talked to someone like him. 

  there was something so different about you, kita being so used to the country appearances of his neighbors. but not just that, it’s the way you joined in, made a joke of your own. for him, it’s like you could be the yin to his yang. he grabs his hat, turning around to toss it into the back of his truck. quickly wondering how he could’ve missed your name.

  something so critical, your name. and yet he was so enamored by your very being that he couldn’t remember to ask for something as simple as that. when he looks back up, your car is already past the light. and he knows that his old truck could never catch up with yours, especially with that bin of persimmons resting on top.

  sitting back down in his seat, he rests his foot on his other knee, leaning his head back. a trail of sweat runs from his forehead to his neck, his mind wracking with slight embarrassment. believing you likely didn’t actually like him, that his words were just a little too forward, attitude just a little too ‘farmer’ for you. grabbing the almanac, he shakes his head slightly. 

  while bringing his hand up and rubbing his face, he looks up, taking in a deep breath. just as he’s about to open up the almanac and wish that that had never happened, he hears the roar of an engine coming from a distance. staring out at the car, kita wonders if the heat is finally getting to him, if that’s really your car. 

  as it turns into his long driveway, he can see that it’s you. the woman of his dreams, if he’s entirely honest. you stop the car near his, stepping out with a glass of what he can only believe is green tea. “i went past the caution light, found my way to ms. yamada. and, she vouches for you, and your persimmons,” you walk back to your trunk, setting your drink down.

  “figured i just had to come back and give one a taste, what do you think, mr…?”

  “kita, shinsuke. and i think they’re just about ripe for the picking, plus first few on the house for a beautiful woman,” he leans against his truck bed, a small smile tickling at his lips. 

a/n: if you want a similar vibe please check out @nectardaddy’s ‘88 ford

Inarizaki

Miya Atsumu

[7:06]

Heartbroken

When They Get Confessed To

Miya Osamu

Heartbroken

Suna Rintarou

Heartbroken

Kita Shinsuke

Aran Ojiro

Kita with the twins

onigiri guild hangout | urban fantasy AU

+ close ups !!

[23:17] atsumu miya knows colour theory

warnings none just atsumu using a lot of nicknames

other timestamps

"atsumu."

humming, your boyfriend turns his head around towards your direction and finds peace within your presence as you sauntered your way to him.

"this is a very important question okay?" an interrogating expression beholds itself on your face, but atsumu only stares at the features upon it like it was the first time he'd seen a human. "atsumu. i need your answer."

"yes 'm listening, sweets."

"what's your favourite colour?"

the adoring expression atsumu wore like a badge had wore off and transforms into what you could only assume was a perplexed man sitting in front of you. he laughs.

"atsumu! i told you to answer the question this is serious." his face puffs up with a vermillion tone and he pulls you closer to his body, thick arms around your waist fitting together like jigsaw pieces.

"darling, yer so earnest about it, of course i'll laugh." your face is peppered with billions of feathery kisses, swiping him away with your hands you attempt to push him away and sulk; only to make his offense stronger and kisses you more.

"miya, answer my damn question-"

"ooh, pulling out miya are we?" teasingly, he smirks and how attractive it is to watch that stupid man in front of you lovingly mock you.

"it's not that hard of a question to answer." crossing your arms and folding your legs, you move to the other side of the couch before he scooches towards you to gift a disgustingly fat and tender kiss on your cheek.

"okay, then what's yer favourite colour my love?"

"since i'm not like you," you humph annoyedly, "green."

"then simple, mine is red."

puzzled, you unfold your arms and atsumu's cheesy smiles widens in it itself, slightly beginning to look creepy so you push your palm against his face and move him away, and he laughs before coming in to hug you once more.

"they're complementary colours, baby. it's supposed to be romantic." chuckling, his face is attached to your stomach and he lays upon your body, although the position is awkward.

"it sounds like christmas. and what are complementary colours?" disproving his point and forgetting the reason why you asked him the question in the first place, you relax your body and sit up properly for atsumu to prop his head on your legs.

"they're like colours that are opposites but they're good together. like us. and what's wrong with christmas, scrooge?" twiddling your fingers between his, he mutters and awaits your response.

"that was corny, and you only enjoy christmas because you're not the one making the christmas list for all of our friends and family." flicking his head you scold him and he winces, before bringing your fingers back and trapping them in his hands.

"now i have an excuse to hold your hand as well as provide for my own safety!" he pauses for a moment, "hey i do help with christmas shopping."

"you chose to buy fuzzy dice for samu last year."

"that was a good 1800¥ spent."

"he doesn't even own a car."

"what matters is that we spend too much money on him and last year was a cool down compared to all the rocking gifts i've got him before."

"you know what, it's fine, i'll handle the shopping but you pay for it."

"i'll accept that. now, i need to go upstairs i have super secret agent stuff to attend." he kisses the top of your head and bolts upstairs.

"miya atsumu, i know you're changing the shopping basket gifts for samu! get back down here."

a/n: my exams are ending soon thank whoever is up there

@superhero--imagines

This is the best book imagine I’ve ever read

One arm is nestled under your head, supporting your neck, the other wraps around you waist as he holds your books open. He watches your eyes flutter open and shut, a yawn spilling past your lips. His lips hum the words on the page, only stopping when snores leave your lips, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead before closing the book shut.

- Bruce Wayne, JASON TODD, Damian Wayne, Kita Shinsuke, OSAMU MIYA, Kageyama Tobio, Akaashi Keiji, Satoru Gojo, Nanami Kento, Yuuji Itadori, Edward Cullen, Zoro Roronoa

Trust me. Love me. Shoot me.

Atsumu Miya x female reader

Summary: Atsumu finds himself with a young woman who is more that what she seems.

A/n: I had zero motivation to day to write this but please enjoy!? As always, please don’t repost! To support me please like or reblog. Also!! Send me a request if you want to be added to the tags list for this series!

Y/n= your name

L/n= Your last name

Y/h/c= your hair colour

Y/e/c= your eye colour

Warning: extremely unedited, mentioned blood, mentioned fire, burning, medical stuff, needles

Previous//Next

Atsumu woke up with the warm  morning sun spilling through the window, and the fresh morning air cascaded through the open window. There was no pain in his body and his head was light. His head was lying on a soft, plush pillow and the silk sheets were smooth against his skin. Everything was fine.

Well almost fine. The only problem was that he didn’t own any silk sheets. He had scratchy cotton ones. In alarm, Atsumu sat up straight and looked around the somewhat familiar room. He was is a room with lightly coloured walls and a few plants which hung from the ceiling. Beside the door was a body length mirror with two coat hooks beside it. Next to where he sat was a beige bedside table with two drawers and a single daisy in a small glass jar and 2 doors which he guessed led to the closet. Directly across from him was a  desk with a small stack of books, a spiral bounded notebook, and a few pens, along with a girl, L/n. She had her nose in a book. Her eyes following the line she was reading. Her face was relaxed, but scrunched in displeasure, or maybe anticipation, at the book in front of her. Her nimble fingers flipped the page. As she kept reading, her eyebrows scrunched and her mouth fell open in surprise, or maybe hatred or shock,  at the new page. That was a beautiful expression that she wore.

Astumu didn’t want to admit it, but she was beautiful. Her face was doll-like, giving her the illusion of youth, but her eyes showed much more maturation and pain, but held kindness and love. Her lips looked soft and sweet, and were especially beautiful when she pulled her mouth into a wide smile. Her hair looked elegant however it fell around her face, or maybe she would look more breathtaking with her hair up. It beautifully framed her face, and made her y/e/c eyes stand out. L/n’s voice was also beautiful. It was melodic and sweet, but could also held the intensity of a thousand dagger. Her laugh would sound nice too. Maybe it would be a light chuckle. Or maybe a breathy laugh where she would crinkle her nose. Or if her laugh was a belly laugh full of life and happiness. That would be lovely. Astumu watched as her face contorted to many different emotions, surprise, hate, confusion. But it made him sad that her face was almost always neutral. Emotionless.

Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked the man with dark hair and metallic blue eyes. He was very tall and was decently built. His eyes scanned the room taking inventory of the situation. L/n looked up from her book and gave him a discreet nod.

“Hello L/n-san. Anything new?” He asked. His voice was smooth and empty. His eyes, and L/n’s shifted to Atsumu. He felt like a monkey in a zoo enclosure, with everyone watching him as he flung his feces at the wall. He watched as L/n and the dark haired man had a conversation though eye contact, head movements and face expressions. The “conversation” mainly consistent of L/n rolling her eyes and the man angrily raising his eyebrows.

“Well do you have a plan for that ?” L/n said finally, breaking the silence, but adding to the tension within the small room. At least Astumu knew that the mystery man’s wasn’t a potential danger.

“Well Y/n we need to take care of Miya-san first. For all we know you would have brought a wanted criminal into our house! How do you think the rest of us will react?” The man yell at her. L/n kept her face straight. No sign of any emotions covered her face and her eyes became more intense, almost like a tiger ready to kill.

“I am going to say it once. This is my house. I will decide when things happen and how things will happen. I decided to help someone who was dying on the street, and you don't get to judge my kindness. Not after what happened at the train station!" she stated with a calm icy tone, book long forgotten on the desk. The room was noticeably colder and Atsumu was feeling unsure of what was happening. The tall man stood, face unmoved, but behind his eyes showed something more. Something about the train station bugged him. He didn't speak or move, but his compliance was displayed through his eyes. He walked out wordlessly and shut the door behind him. Astumu was still in shock. Not sure if it was the situation in general, or maybe it was the amount of power L/n held.

“So how are you feeling, Miya-san?” She asked, breaking Atsumu from his thoughts. Her voice back to the sweet voice he remembered from the day before.

“Am fine, what just happened?” Her inquired curiously, hoping to get an answer. The mysterious man gave Atsumu many question, and not a single answer.

“Well Miya-san, I think you are forgetting our deal. You said you would tell me everything, and so far you haven’t. So if you could please tell me, then go ahead.” She replied in a teasing manner. Astumu tensed at her light hearted tone. The stark contrast between her light-hearted tone now and the cold tone from just minutes ago made his skin crawl. The eagerness was written on her face as she sat cross legged in the chair across from him.

“Well it’s complicated. Ya see, we were gonna ambush a rival yakuza. But they saw us comin’ and fought us back. A got hit a few times, then someone lit the building on fire. I ran out, then I ended up here.” He said, recalling the events of that night. He remembered the scent of blood, both his and the people around him, and the gasoline, and the horrid screams of people in the fire as their bodies burned. He was lucky that he got out. He wondered about his closest acquaintances, Kita, Suna, and Aran. But also his twin brother, Osumu. Damn how could this happen? If anything happened to them, then it would be his fault. All because of his recklessness. Snapping  out of his thoughts, he looked at L/n who was in deep thought. Her forehead was crinkled and her eyes seemed to be seeing right through him.

After what could have been only five minutes, she got up quietly and walked towards the closet. Inside the closet was an artillery of medical supplies. Multiple boxes of gloves and masks, along with a small fridge that held many small bottles of drugs. There were also a crash cart with everything that could be sues in an emergency, a defibrillator, a breathing bag, a tracheotomy kit and tubes. There were also about 3 oxygen tanks with small carts. She rummaged around in the closet until she got out some bandages and a small suture kit with a pair of needle drivers and toothed forceps along with a few other tools Atsumu could not recognize. Then L/n grab a small vile of drug and a needle from another part of the closet. She walk towards Atsumu, tools in hand as he watched curiously. As she go to the bed side table, she injected the needle into the vile which Astumu could now read as “morphine” and carefully pulled back the piston until there was maybe 5 milligrams of morphine. She grabbed his left arm and injected it into his bicep. Then she grabbed his left leg and removed the bandages from his leg. At first, he was questioning his lack of pants, before he remembered the “incident”. As your hands nimbly unwrap the bandage, the stench from his leg escaped into the room, causing him to plug him nose, but L/n seemed unaffected as she unwrapped the bandages. Once the bandages were removed she walked to the small garbage can beside the foot of the bed, which he did not notice, which was already half full of bloody bandages and the sweatpants from earlier. L/n carefully inspected the neatly done stitches, making sure there was no sign of the wound reopening. Once she was sure there was no sign of reopening or infection, she rewrapped the leg in new clean bandages.

“Thank you for the information Miya-san, you will need to rest so your wounds don’t reopen or become worse. I will be back in a few hours so please don’t move and if you need anything please just scream.” She said curly before turning around and leaving before he could reply. Atsumu felt very confused, but he also felt drowsiness. “Maybe from the morphine” he thought before drifting off to sleep.

Sometime later, he woke up to hearing voices down the stairs. There were 3 male voices and L/n’s. They were murmuring urgently.

“L/n-san, we can’t let him stay here. It’s too dangerous. If they find us we will be killed. You know that.” Said the first voice, which sounded like the mystery man from earlier in the day.

“No Akaashi-san, it will be fine.” Replied another deeper voice. “I don’t see why not besides we could take care of anything that happens.”

“Why are you being kind to that lowly yakuza. It doesn’t fit your character.” Replied the first voice, which Atsumu now knew belonged to the mystery man, Akaashi.

“I am always this kind. Besides Akaashi, you are just overthinking it too much.” Said the deep voice again.

“Yeah ‘Kaashi, I agree with them” said another , “Even if they figure out that we were responsible for those incidents, they have no proof”.

“Exactly Akaashi-san,” you agreed, “And if he does anything, then I will take care of him”.

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Haikyuu

Akaashi Keiji Azumane Asahi Baokuto Kotaro Ennoshita Chikara Hanamaki Takahiro Hinata Shoyo Iwaizumi Hajime  Kageyama Tobio Kita Shinsuke Kozume Kenma Kuroo Tetsuro Kyotani Kentaro Lev Haiba Matsukawa Issei Miya Atsumu Miya Osamu Nishinoya Yu Oikawa Toru

Coward (Soulmate!au) (coming soon)

Summary: You're Kageyama's cousin, but in reality you act more like siblings. When your dear thirteen year-old cousin comes to you telling some senpai of his tried to hit him, you almost go out and find that Oikawa Toru to break his face but Kageyama stops you and tells you to forget it since that guy was going to high school.

Sakusa Kiyoomi Sawamura Daichi Semi Eita Shimizu Kiyoko Sugawara Koshi Suna Rintaro Tanaka Ryunosuke Tendo Satori Terushima Yuji Tsukishima Kei Ukai Keishin Ushijima Wakatoshi

First Love (coming soon)

Summary: At Shiratorizwa you met Ushijima Wakatoshi, a very tall and handsome fellow grade student who loves volleyball. But who is his first love? The girl he says he loves, or the sport he shows he loves.

Yaku Morisuke Yamaguchi Tadashi Yamamoto Akane

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𝜗𝜚 So high school

— this drabble includes; kita shinsuke, atsumu miya, osamu miya

“ i wanna find you in a crowd, just to hide from you ”

Shinsuke Kita

— Who said that High school love doesn't last forever? Well, a fine gentleman named Shinsuke Kita says otherwise. Of course, he didn't expect to have a lover who he ended up marrying 6 years later— and he didn't regret it one bit.

Back in the days when he was still captain in the volleyball team at Inarizaki High, he always did his tasks that were in his daily routine. One day, he was cleaning the classroom before going to practice as a part of his daily routine. Then he heard the door open, his eyes glanced towards the sound and saw you.

You were trying your best not to trip since you're wearing a pair of heels that literally made your feet ache so much. As you tried walking slowly, making baby steps, you heard him sigh. “Are you okay?” He asks, laced with genuine concern.

You nodded, chuckling awkwardly as you made your way to your desk. Taking off the heels that you were wearing, a sigh of relief coming from you. “Finally.. no more painful feet to deal with while walking.” you mumbled under your breath.

You sat on the chair, yawning while Kita did his thing in the classroom. After a while, he was done with cleaning the classroom then he looked at you with a nonchalant expression. “Why were you wearing heels inside the school premises?” He asked with a hint of curiosity in his tone, your ears perked up at his question. “Well..” awkwardly chuckling, rubbing the back of your head. Remembering the reason why you were wearing heels in the first place.

It's funny yet, frustrating. Early in the morning, you were rushing since it was already 6:21 and the school parade started at 6:30. Of course, you knew damn well that you are the school muse. Those who are asking, what is a school muse? Well, it means that you are the face of the school— in general, you are the representative of your school aside from the student council.

Of course, rushing makes a person's state of mind messy. Which caused you picking the wrong pair of heels, which were very UNCOMFORTABLE by the way.

When you get to school, you soon realize that you took the wrong pair of heels with you. Which led to painfully, aching feet hours after.

After explaining to him why you were wearing heels, he blinked a few times then nodded. “Ah alright, well be more careful and well aware next time.” He says before taking the broom that he was using a while ago.

Now he knows who the pretty muse is, it's not that he's not updated— it's just that he's focused on the main event. He knew her name but he never had an interaction with him even if they were classmates.

It's like every time he sees her, he hides in a crowd just to hide from her. Deep Inside, he purposely looks for her in a crowd but he just didn't want to look like a creep to her.

He didn't just like her for her looks, it was also because of her intelligence, manners and her attitude towards others.

Atsumu Miya

— The number 1 setter? crushing on someone? Even his twin brother didn't expect him to have a crush on someone, was the twin telepathy not functioning at that moment when he got a crush?

Honestly, he can be so straightforward and flirty in front of the person he's crushing on. Well, that's what Aran thinks but Osamu says otherwise. Atsumu can be a shy type in front of his crush, his face would be sooo pink.

He just wants to find her in a crowd, just to hide from her. Such a lovestruck idiot, his teammates say but he doesn't really care.

His brother could say the same but he knows damn well why his twin was so in love with this crush of his.

Osamu Miya

— Who knew that the man who loves food more than anything, actually loves something besides his favorite home cooked meals and other food related stuff.

Well, Atsumu knew how much of a pain in the ass his brother was ( even though he's much more the pain in the ass than osamu is. ) Never in his life has he seen his twin in love.

Honestly! He thought Osamu was gonna be single forever since he loves food more than anything. Of course, that thought proved him wrong 7 years later.

( i honestly don't know how to connect osamu's part with the lyric but, should i do a part 2 for him and the others? :} )

Warning: hit of dd/lg? just a hint. Blowjob hc.

God can we talk about how fucking hot Kita is?

I feel like he hits right between ushijima and oikawa in a way. He’s stoic, sorta, but so so lovable, and dramatic (lookin at that jacket toss) but it’s natural, not fake. 

Likewise, I think as a partner, he’d be the kind to hold your hand every second

I do mean every second.

When he has you on your knees looking up at the halo of light around him while you reach for his dick, his hands catch yours.

“I said no hands, baby, remember? Use your lips like a good girl.” soft voice emphasized by a light, comforting squeeze to your hands.

So you crane your neck, slurping the head of his cock into your soft cheeks, letting his soft sigh wash over you. Letting the weight in your mouth relax you entirely. Deeper, you want him deeper, eyes lidded up at him while you suck. 

Before long, you’re just holding still for him, head against the wall, hands still in his while he fucks your mouth. Slow, even strokes of his hips so he can really enjoy the look and feel of your mouth. He’s not in a rush. If given the choice, he could watch you like this forever, you’re so pretty! It’s one of his favorite ways to get off, and the way you moan and drool all messy for him is so endearing, his thumbs run little circles on your knuckles while he chases his high.

After all, he’s gotta feed his precious S/O his cum, right? You’ve been so good.

You're enough (kita shinsuke x reader who got rejected from an university)

characters : timeskip! Kita Shinsuke x gneutral reader

genre : hurt/comfort

warnings : mention of academic rejection, crying, throwing up, self doubt, mental break down

a/n : hi guys, well my application for my dream university recently got rejected, so I guess writting a scenario with my sweet boy Shinsuke is my way to cope, hope you'll like it ♡

as you are in an established relationship with Kita Shinsuke, one day you receive a response from an application you sent to your dream university, unfortunately this isn't the aswer you were hoping for

You can’t believe it. No, it is not possible. 

As you look at your laptop screen in your darkening living room, you feel your eyes filling with tears. You just received a response for an application from your dream university. 

     Hello, this is x university,  We are sorry but considering the requirements of our institution and your profile, we regret to inform you that you are not eligible and you can’t come to study in our university.  The final result will be communicated in a few weeks, and we hope that you will be able to continue your studies in another institution.  

You really can’t believe it, you feel your heart collapsing in your chest. Your blood is turning cold and your hands are shaking. Why is it happening to you ? You’ve worked so hard. Many restless nights and stressful days were sacrificed in order to prepare yourself for this. And yet, it isn’t enough. You fear the disappointment of your parents, your friends and Shinsuke.

Oh god, what are you going to tell Shinsuke ? He was so supportive and comforting towards you during your worst days. When you were insecure of your capacities and convinced that you won’t make it. He’s going to be so disappointed and it’s all your fault. Because of your own incompetence. You can’t face him right now, not during this breakdown. Even though you trust him with your whole heart, you don’t want to rely on him and bother him too much. 

You feel lost, Shinsuke isn’t here, he’s still working in the rice fields as the summer days grow longer. You’re alone in your shared house as the sun is setting. You stand up abruptly, as you’re feeling like throwing up. You make your way quickly to the bathroom and empty your guts in the toilet. Your anxiety makes you sick, like literally, you can’t stand it anymore.

You cry uncontrollably as you sit on the bathroom floor. You’re all alone and it’s like your world is crumbling. All your future plans and aspirations were whipped away by a simple email. 

You’re still crouched on the bathroom floor and you’re beginning to feel overwhelmed. Your breathing is uneven and you feel like you’re going to faint. You hear the front door open, crap Shinsuke is already back and you haven’t processed the news correctly. You need to regain composure very quickly.

You try to muffle your sobs as you discern the loving voice of your boyfriend from the living room.

“y/n, darling are you there ?” Shinsuke says lightly, looking for you through the house after an exhausting day. 

You don’t respond and Kita starts to feel worried. Where could you be ? You didn’t tell him that you were going to be out. He tries again, with a more concerned voice “y/n, sweetheart you’re home ? Where are you ?” 

You perceive the concern but most of all the exhaustion in his voice. And you can’t help but feel guilty. You are hiding from him, even though he must have a very tiring day and you don’t want to upset him even more. So, to avoid him starting to look for you, you respond in the most persuasive voice you can manage right now  “In the bathroom Shin, I’ll be there in a minute.” 

“Hm, okay, I’ll start making dinner then” announces Kita from the kitchen. Good, it doesn’t seem like he’s suspicious of your behavior. Giving you time to clear your mind for a bit. 

You decide to snap out of it and go greet him. Enough is enough and you can’t avoid him forever. You pass some water on your face in order to freshen up a bit and soothe your red eyes. As you make your way towards the kitchen, you hear the rumbling of the oven and the sound of the knife against the cutting board. Shinsuke must be halfway through the process of preparing dinner. You enter the room and meet his back. He’s wearing his black apron and currently cutting vegetables. 

You’re frozen, he seems so peaceful and unbothered. Following his routine, making dinner just after he comes back from work. 

You know that as soon as you’re going to tell him your failure, his exhausting day is going to be worse.  

He turns himself toward the stove and notices your presence. You see the exhaustion in his eyes and you feel tears wind up to your eyes once again. God, you're tired of this. But you can’t cry right now, you can’t break your composure in front of Shinsuke. 

Your unstable state doesn’t go unnoticed by Kita.

“Love, are you feeling okay ?” Shinsuke says as he makes his way towards you, wiping his hands against his apron. 

This is it, you can’t hold it anymore, his worried eyes and his sweet and loving voice make you burst out into tears. You can’t breathe and you feel strong arms encircling you in a warm and loving hug. 

“y/n, what is wrong, tell me love, what happened ? I can’t help you if you’re not telling me what is wrong.” says Shinsuke in an hesitant voice, as he slowly begins to pannick. The always calm and logical man starts to feel a little overwhelmed as he sees your current distress. However, he tries to remain calm for your well being. 

You speak incoherently, your cries muffled by Kita’s chest, defined by his past volleyball practice and his current work in the fields. “I’m sorry Shin, shit I’m so sorry… forgive me please, I’m a failure…” You tighten your grip on your boyfriend shirt, as your life depends on it.

“What are you saying, darling… love, y/n, what happened, you’re worrying me.” Kita tries to soothe you as his large hands draw circles on your back. “Calm down, y/n, I need you to calm down and tell me what is wrong, otherwise I won’t be able to help you.”  He cups your cheeks, kisses them to prevent the tears from falling more, and leads you towards the sofa in the living room. 

You rest your head in the crook of Kita’s neck. He pats your head gently and tries to appease your crying. “I’m here love, are you feeling better ?”  Shinsuke asks worriedly. 

“No, but I owe you an explanation” you straighten a bit to face him and you almost burst into tears once again. He looks at you with such adoration and worries that your heart aches.

He furrows his eyebrows but listens anyway. “I was rejected from the university. I’m sorry you helped me so much and still couldn’t make it, I’m not good enough, you must be so disappointed, I sor-” 

“y/n, stop, calm down !” Kita stops your rambling by grasping your shoulders and raising his voice, which is uncharacteristically of him. 

“Look, first of all you need to breathe, can you do that for me ?”  You nod and tilt your head backward to prevent more tears from falling. Looking at the ceiling, you try to control your breath, as Shinsuke keeps caressing your back in a soothing way. 

Shinsuke brushes your cheek gently and speaks again “Good,now that you’re a bit calmer, I’m so sorry that your application got rejected. I know how much you wanted to go to this school, but it’s okay. You’re enough, you’re brilliant and you’ll be able to go to another university and be excellent in it.” He pampers your face with kisses. And in between each kiss he whispers sweet reassurance to you. “You’re *kiss* more *kiss* than *kiss* enough my love *kiss*.” 

You cry once again but this time because of the relief you feel from the reaction of your boyfriend. “Do you really mean it ? Are you sure ? Because I feel so lost right now Shinsuke, I don’t know what I am going to do. On the other hand, you seem perfectly sure of your future and I feel so shitty besides you. I’m sorry to bother you with this, you must be exhausted from your day.” You try to calm yourself and Kita grabs both of your hands to place kisses on your palm. 

“y/n darling, no matter how far I am in my life, what matters now is you. You’re as capable as me to achieve your goals and you must be proud of yourself, just see how far you’ve come since we left highschool, hm ?” Shinsuke affirms as he plants a tender kiss on your temple. 

You nod as you never felt more grateful to have him as your boyfriend. Just by the way he always supports you and cares for you no matter how much you fail, he’s always there. You love him. Just as much he loves you. Showing his love in everyday actions, in words affirmation and always touching you with so much care and love.

“I love you so much y/n, never forget that, I’m so proud of you and I’ll always be, never doubt it.” He hugs you once again, placing your face in the crook of his neck, and pats your head, waiting patiently for you to calm your cries.

Once your breathing is a little bit steadier, he kisses you and locks his eyes with yours. “Do you want to eat dinner now or would you rather lay down for a bit in our room, it’s up to you darling.”  

You respond with a sore voice from all your crying “I would like to stay here with you holding me for a little longer if you don’t mind it.”  Kita holds you, and as he places you on his lap to hug you better, mutters “Of course darling, we can stay there as long as you want, I’m not going anywhere.”

You kiss him gently, and sigh finally at peace with yourself. Because you know that Shinsuke will be there. He will be there with you during this difficult journey in order to accept your failures, and move on towards better opportunities, even if it seems so difficult right now.

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!! first hc post so go easy on me. gn! reader

this is for sho chan :P @ohrintarou

okay so first things first, mans is the biggest sweetheart and would care for you so much.

y'know how he said he doesn't see the reason to be nervous? when it comes to you, mans heart skips 2 beats.

he'll always send good morning texts like

"good morning, love. make sure you eat a good meal for breakfast. have a good day <3"

LIKE HE'S SO DAMN SWEET #we all want a kita

suna catching all the cute moments he sees during school (secretly)

is still surprised how sweet kita is with you

the first time you came over to his house, granny yumie was so happy she started tearing up

she's so glad her bb shin-chan found someone he really loves

super simple. kita is a simple guy, but shows he loves you <3

pet names would include my love, honey, sweetheart

idk i feel like he'd have a picture of you or you two together in his phone case

a light PDA show-er. he'd hold your hand and give you pecks on the cheek or forehead but that's all the PDA.

at first he was kind of stiff with affection and cuddles and stuff, but he got more comfortable over time and you'll forever be touch starved for his hugs.

GREAT BOND WITH ARAN (side note i love that man sm tm people sleep on him istg)

aran is shin-chan's best friend. you're bound to have a good bond with him and joke around together.

will always walk you home. he wants his love to be safe.

if you watch him practice, he'd make osamu and atsumu the team behave more than usual.

staying behind with him to help him clean up the gym and volleyballs

OMG STUDYING WITH HIM

he's super patient with you and he's like the only person that can explain something so you can understand.

instantly becoming inarizaki volleyball team's parents

team literally loves you. you bring them snacks sometimes esp if they're preparing for something big.

when cuddling, he'd hum a soft tune that makes you sleep EVERY SINGLE TIME

before kissing you, he'll caress your cheek with his palm

i feel like he'd have your favorite snack in his bag in case you're feeling hungry or down.

sometimes you'd make each other lunch and he'll put handwritten notes to make you smile

short handwritten notes in general from time to time

knows exactly how to make you feel better. he'll tell you what you need to hear, and that he'll be there every step of the way to support you. and give you a hug.

all in all, kita shinuke is a simple, sweet bf and has a lot of love to give you :)

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