Haikyuu Smuts

Nishinoya

You sat in your kitchen waiting for Noya to return home, he had gone out with his friends earlier that night and it worried you that he wasn't home yet. You had your bags packed and you ready to leave but you didn't want to leave by note, she wanted him to know why, he deserved to know.

You heard the door open from the hallway and your heart began racing. You stood up and watched as he stumbled inside, not drunk, just tired.

"Hello Y/n." Noya muttered, walking over to kiss your cheek. You leaned away in surprise and stepped back away from him. He frowned at you before noticing the packed suitcase. "Are you going on a business trip tomorrow?" He asked, filling up a glass of water for himself.

"No." You sighed and Noya looked back at you in confusion.
"Then where are you going?" He mumbled, sitting on the desk. "Are we going somewhere?" He asked, his eyes lightening up slightly, which made your heart crumble slightly.

"No I am."  You answered, looking down to your feet. "I think we should take a break you know? To figure things out." You whispered, your eyes staying glued to the ground.

"What is there to figure out Y/n, why are you leaving me?" Noya cried, feeling a sense of betrayment from you.
"I just need time. You're always out anyway so it's not like I'm a priority here is it? I want space, I feel like I'm just trapping you and it hurts to think I'm a burden to you." You sobbed, resting your forehead in your hands, feeling frustrated.

"Then why didn't you say anything, why didn't you tell me? W-We can figure this out together." He stuttered, resting his hands on your face to make you look him right in the eyes.

Tears slipped out of your eyes and Noya rubbed them away kissing your head and bringing you into a hug. He held you tightly close before placing a soft kiss on your lips. You kissed back and pulled him close.

He slowly parted from your lips and let his mouth travel down your neck. He stopped above your shirt and parted away from you and pulled off your shirt. You sighed and let the shirt flow off.

He latched his lips onto your chest and left hickeys dotted around, making your breath hitch up. He then smoothed his hands down your body and pulled off your jeans.

"Noya, bedroom." You breathed out and he pulled away before leading you to the bedroom. You had no idea what you were doing but all you had on your mind was him.

He chucked you onto the bed and crawled over you to place his lips on yours. You melted into the passionate kiss and he shoved two fingers into your dripping opening. You ended up arching your back as a reaction and monad out as his fingers were benign thrusted in and out.

He curled his fingers against your walls and you groaned out in pleasure. He then slid his fingers out and took off his trousers, he slid in and waited for you to give him reassurance.

"Noya, m-move." You gasped, pulling him closer into your body. He groaned out lowly when he started to slowly move, building up the speed as he pulled you to your high.

He felt your walls start to spasm around him and he watched as your face fell as you came around his dick, tightening immensely around his length making him moan out and cum into you.

"F-Fuck, I love you." Noya groaned, laying down beside you, panting heavily. You laid down in shock and cuddled into him for the last time. Your eyes teared up but you didn't let any of them go. You kissed his lips before watching him sleep.

He calmed down by you stroking his crazy hair and fell asleep quickly. You let out a quiet sob before gently moving out of the bed. YOu gathered your clothes and wrote him a small note before leaving the house.

Noya ended up waking up early, it was cold and there was no warmth next to him. When he opened his eyes he expected you to be laid beside him but you werent. He got up slowly and put on some clothes, he walked out into the kitchen to see if you were there but all there was, was a note.

He opened it and read it carefully.

'I'm sorry I left like this, I love you.'

Noya ran his fingers over the paper before ripping it to shreds, crying out in despair. He threw the ripped pieces on the floor and clutched his head. This just wasn't fair.