Warning! As this is a lemon there'll be sexual content!
Requested by: IThinkIMightBeAGoose
My boyfriend was incredibly ambitious and proud of everything he did. Koutarou was at the top of his game, playing for a national team: MSBY Black Jackals. There was nothing I loved more than my boyfriend achieving his goals and seeing him smile proudly. I supported him all the way as he began to get more and more popular, even being looked at by the Japan team.
At my suggestion we decided to keep our relationship on the down low so that teams weren't put off believing him to be tied down. We had been together for five months and had successfully kept it quiet with only a handful of people knowing. The secrecy also kept him very popular and didn't bring me into the limelight - something which didn't appeal to me.
I had gotten quite close with one of the people we had told about our relationship - Keiji Akaashi. He had told me of stories from their time in high school, about Koutarou being the captain and the ace, about his bouts of random depression whenever he couldn't get a shot right, about how he was overly confident bordering cocky and I couldn't help but see those similarities despite him having grown up.
I loved him with all my heart and wanted what was best for him in life, hence why we kept our relationship of the down low, but sometimes I had moments of jealousy. Loads of people got to spend so much intimate time with him in public, whereas I had to stand and watch with a pained smile. I wanted to be the one to be by his side constantly, to be in his company, to wait for him after practices.
It was one particular night after a game and I was in our shared apartment, watching my boyfriend give an interview. It was a tough game that had gone on for a while so I was irritated with the journalist for throwing question after question at him. Not only that but I wanted him to come home, eat and head to bed.
I checked the clock and it had already reached 23:00. I checked my phone to see if there was any messages from him but there were none. I wondered if he was going to come home at all, so I decided to wrap all of the food up so that it wouldn't dry out, and I laid down on the sofa to await his return.
- Timeskip -
I felt a gentle and soothing rub against my temple, fingertips brushing through my hair. I smiled at the therapeutic feeling before hearing a whispering voice. "Babe... I'm home," the soft voice of my boyfriend whispered and I gently opened my eyes to see Koutarou kneeling in front of the sofa I was laid upon, having apparently fallen asleep. "You'll catch a cold if you sleep there."
"Kou," I smiled, sitting up and pulling him in for a hug.
"Whoa whats up?" He was surprised by the sudden gesture but happily returned it.
"It just feels like it's been ages since I've seen you," I muttered and he pulled away to peck me on my lips.
"Aw, you missed me then?" He teased but I agreed. "It's midnight, we should get you to bed," he added, picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the bedroom. He was incredibly strong after all, and spent a lot of time in the gym.
"When did you get home?" I asked.
"About ten minutes ago. I saw you asleep on the sofa so left you a bit but you wouldn't of been able to have a comfortable nights sleep there. And neither would I, not without you to cuddle up against," he said, the two of us collapsing on the bed. I laughed, snuggling up against him but I soon let out a sigh. "I'm going to shower and change," he announced and I nodded, watching him head to our ensuite.
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Haikyuu Character X Reader Oneshots Book Two
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