[ haikyuu one shots || fan fics ]

pure bliss. || iwaizumi hajime

[ iwaizumi hajime x reader ] || fluff

fresh rays of sunshine spilled into the room in which i awoke. rolling onto my side, i soon realized that the other side of the bed was empty and has been for awhile since there was no warmth emanating from it. stretching, my eyes finally landed on him sitting on the rocking chair that looked out the window. biting my lip, i studied the way his chest rose and fell with each breath he took. his hair was dishevelled and there were bags evident under his eyes, but he looked so handsome basking in the first morning rays. seeing him with our little bundle of joy laying on his bare chest was such a wonderful feeling.

as if sensing that i was awake and watching him, one of his eyes cracked open to look back at me. "good morning," he greeted me in a voice still thick with sleep. he started to rock himself in the chair, rubbing the little baby's back. "she woke up not too long ago, but i didn't want to wake you."

a soft smile tugged on my lips as i gazed lovingly at the man who sacrificed his sleep for me to get a little more sleep. "i appreciate you with all that i am."

he cracked a smile and closed his eyes again, rocking softly in a steady beat. enjoying the silence the new day brought, we waited until it was time to feed the newborn. once calmed and fed, hajime immediately took and burped her.

i watched amazed at how natural he looked. "and how did you get so good at this huh?"

"well, oikawa and i would sometimes take care of his nephew. plus cousins on my mom's side," he replied, cradling the little girl in his arms. his tanned arms flexed as he carefully adjusted her.

i sat back against the headboard, watching him. "for a second there, i thought you had a secret love child that i didn't know about," i teased.

with a slight frown on his face, he gave me a pointed look. "if i did, you would've met the said child already." taking a whiff of the baby's bottom, he bounced her in his arms as he made his way to the changing table.

i watched as he changed our baby's diaper, his back muscles flexing each time he moved. i could hear him softly coo to the baby as he tended to her needs. slowly getting out of bed, i made my way to him, wrapping my arms loosely around his waist. kissing his shoulder blade, i peeked over his shoulder to look down at the little girl.

"how can something so small produce so much? not only that, but stinky," hajime commented as he continued to clean her up.

"something so small? that small thing came out of me. she is not small," i said defensively, stepping back as he picked her up and handed her to me.

he laughed and threw the used diaper away before washing his hands. coming back, he gave me a small kiss before sweeping me off my feet. "let's get some food in mommy, yeah?"

"you know i can walk, right?" i said pointedly, looking at his handsome face.

he offered me a smile and sat me down at the kitchen table. once he made sure both of us were settled in comfortably, he started to make breakfast.

watching him cook, I couldn't help but feel pure bliss. "you know, hajime... i hope everyday is like this."

he looked back at me with a smile on his face. "i hope so too, honey."