Haikyuu oneshots

Shinsuke Kita

𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮: 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽  𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱  𝓪  𝓫𝓲𝓽  𝓸𝓯  𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯

"I feel like I don't give you enough time," Kita said, making you turn around.

"What?" You asked, clearly confused by his statement.

"I've seen the guys on the team spend a lot of time with their girlfriends, shower them with affection and I feel like I'm not being able to give that to you." He said, getting his head up from your lap.

You furrowed your eyebrows. I mean, he wasn't entirely wrong. Kita was more of an anti-romantic guy. You had never done anything more intimate than a kiss on the lips for about 2 years. He didn't show much affection to you. You were fine with it, but sometimes it did bother you. His love language wasn't physical touch. You were still trying to figure out what it was.

"Did Atsumu say something to you?" You asked.

"No, Y/N. I'm saying this from my heart." He said as he grabbed your hands and took them in his own.

"Do you feel that way?" He asked.

"Oh my god of course she feels that way, captain!" Atsumu whined.

"She'll soon be bored of you if you continue to be this way," Osamu said, shrugging.

"What do you mean?" Kita asked, confused.

"On how many dates have you been with her till now?" Suna asked.

"Uh," Kita thought. Now that he was noticing, he hadn't been on many dates with you.

"Do you randomly compliment her on how pretty she is?" Ginjima asked. 

"Sometimes..." Kita softly said.

"Do you buy her flowers often?" Osamu asked, snarkily smiling.

"I bought them for her on her birthday," Kita said, shying away.

"Which was?"  

"3 months ago?" Kita answered and the whole team groaned.

"HOW IS IT, THAT HE'S STILL IN A RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT DOING THE BARE MINIMUM AND I'M SINGLE WHILE STAYING LOYAL TO THE ONE MOTHERFUCKER WHO WON'T EVEN LOOK MY WAY?" Kosaku screamed into the gym.

Everybody started arguing and laughing at Kita. He felt so guilty that he hadn't cared for you properly. He was surprised how you were still together with him. He decided that things had to be changed. His princess deserved the world, and he would give that to her.

"No Kita, of course not." You said, wiping a stray tear that escaped his eyes.

"You don't have to lie. I know what I have been doing." He said as he got up and went inside.

You were confused. You didn't know what had suddenly happened to him. You hated that he was crying because of what his teammates were saying. You were going to deal with those little shits later. You ran after your upset boyfriend inside the house.

You stopped at the gate. The floor was scattered with rose petals and candles were lit and put in such a way that it was making a way inside the house. You were surprised. What the hell was all this? You followed the pathway created for you, leading to his practice room. On the door was written 'Open for a small surprise!' in Kita's handwriting. 

You opened the gate and saw the whole room decorated. The wall just above your headboard was decorated with golden curtains and it was written 'I'm sorry' in big letters. There were black and golden helium balloons stuck onto the ceiling. You looked up to the bed, a big plushie that you once saw at the mall a few months back and complimented was kept on the kept along with your favourite chocolate, your favourite artist's recent album and your favourite book series. 

All of your favourites. He remembered. You looked at Kita, standing beside the bed with a handful of random flowers in his hand. You slowly walked towards him, feeling very overwhelmed.

"Kita, what's all this for?" You whispered looking at him. He smiled, coming towards you and holding your hands.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry-"

"Kita, you don't have to apologise for it. I know you and I know what you want. And I know very well that you do love me. You don't have to do all this to prove it to me. I sometimes crave the physical touches, but what you do is more than enough for me." You said, wiping his tears.

"I don't know what I did to deserve someone like you. But I would still like to apologise." He said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"You once told me that you adored going on dates, and receiving compliments and gifts, the small physical touch and words of affirmation were your love language. I am sorry that I couldn't always give you what you wished for despite knowing all this. I am a terrible boyfriend and know that, no matter how much you disagree. I don't know anything about handling relationships or what to do in them, but one thing that I know for sure is that I love you." He paused, looking at you and smiling.

"I love you more than those volleyball practices. I love you more than that sport. I love you more than studies and I love you so much more than myself. It's because of a lot of reasons. But one of the reasons is that even in my worst times, you could see the best in me. No matter how much everyone told you to not be together with me, you still chose me. And I cherish that so much deep down. You deserve so much better, and I'll try to be better for you. I might not be able to show it much often Y/N, but please know that I'd rather lose everything that I have including myself, than lose you." He said, gripping the paper tightly and sobbing.

He fell onto the ground, crying like anything. You couldn't understand why he was feeling this way. You never complained about anything he was saying. You fell onto the ground with him, holding him tightly. You rubbed small circles onto his back trying to calm him down. 

"I cannot overcome the guilt Y/N. I can't fucking do that. I'm such a terrible person. How could I have not treated you right? I hate myself so fucking much." He cried loudly, holding onto you like his life depended on it. 

"Kita-"

"Please don't leave me. I promise that I'll be better for you. Please don't go Y/N." He begged you, still crying.

You finally understood what it was all about. He was crying because of all the things he had bottled up lately. And his teammates finally burst the bottle by talking about your relationship. This wasn't just about you, it was also about his life. 

You let him cry. You let him cry as much as he wanted. You rubbed his head and back, whispering soft and comforting words into his ears. You hated seeing him in pain. You hated seeing him cry like this. But you knew he needed that. You knew that he needed to let it out.

"I love you, Shinsuke Kita. And I don't want anything more or less than you. I love you just the way you are. And I will continue to love you no matter what happens. You shouldn't let your teammates run over you like this, okay? They don't know anything about us and they should mind their businesses." You said, taking his face into your hands and kissing his forehead. 

"I love you. I promise to become the better you deserve, my love."