haikyuu scenarios

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐲'𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 (3)

*Notes: Characters consist of Sakusa Kiyoomi, Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Kenma Kozume, and Tsukishima Kei. Suggestive & implied sexual behavior. (Also extra sorry if they are different than my usual writing. I didn't use any of my usual editing software as I wrote straight into Wattpad and only proofread a couple times.)

—𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢

"Ah, Y/n-san!" Hinata jumped in front of you, startling you a bit.

You chuckle, patting his head, "Hi, Shoyo-kun. Where's Kiyoomi?"

"He's in the shower; should be out in a minute though," Atsumu walked up to you, pulling you into a small embrace only because he knew it'd upset Sakusa if he found out.

You rolled your eyes at his immaturity, a laugh escaping your lips. "Alright them. I'll just wait if that's okay," you bowed towards Meian, "Sorry for the intrusion."

He waved his hand dismissively at you then proceeded talking to someone else.

Atsumu and Hinata walked with you to the bleachers of the small stadium, "It's a bit chilly in here, isn't it?" You ask, rubbing your arms as goosebumps poked through your skin.

Atsumu hummed in agreement, "They keep it cold so that we wont get wore out as quickly."

"I see," you smiled in understanding. You cupped your hands in front of your mouth as you blew warm air into them.

"Are you really that cold?" Hinata cocked his head at you as you sat down.

You shook your head, "I'm cold natured. I'll be okay, though."

He only blinked at you; Atsumu giving somewhat of the same reaction. He seemed to look around for something, before he spotted that something on a couple benches away. He ran over to grab it, throwing it on you—a small squeal escaping your throat as it tackled you. You pulled it off of you, pouting at Atsumu as he chuckled and gave a small apology. Looking down at the jacket, you noticed the word 'MIYA' engraved onto the back.

You look back up at him, your face dusting pink, "Thank you." You bow your head.

"Eh- it's no problem," he scratched the nape of his neck, glancing to the side as his face blushed red in embarrassment.

A few minutes later, Sakusa comes out of the locker room. His hair was drenched and droplets fell onto his skin as his wet hair bounced up and down with his movements. You smiled upon seeing the man, giving a small wave. He returned one then walked up the bleachers to where you were. Hinata and Atsumu knew better than to be around Sakusa for too long after practice, so they went ahead to get their showers in as well.

You stood up, hugging Sakusa quickly, but as you tried to pull away, he held you in place, his head angled down, "Kiyoomi-"

"What are you wearing?" He held you in front of him, now gripping your shoulders in front as his brows were furrowed, eyeing your torso. You looked down, confused at what he was talking about. "And why does it smell like Miya?"

Your eyes widen, realizing what he meant. "Oh, you mean the jacket. Yeah, I was cold so Atsumu leant it to me. It was a nice gesture."

He hummed in sarcastic disbelief, turning you around so that he could face your back and see the name 'MIYA' engraved on you. "Yeah, I don't like it. Take it off."

"Kiyoomi-"

He grumbled, turning you to face him again. At this point, you just felt like his personal ragdoll—not that you were complaining. "Now, Y/n." He demanded, "Who's your boyfriend, me or Atsumu?"