Game of the Insane (Yandere Haikyuu!! x F!Reader Oneshots)

JUST THE WAY YOU ARE

Requested on Quotev.

I love writing chubby reader because I'm chubby myself and there isn't enough content out there for us lol

Title: Just the Way You Are

Pairings: Yandere! Hinata Shoyo x Reader

WARNINGS: yandere themes, chubby reader, lots of insecurities

"When I see your face

There's not a thing that I would change

'Cause you're amazing

Just the way you are

And when you smile

The whole world stops and stares for a while

'Cause, girl, you're amazing"

-from "Just the Way You Are" by Bruno Mars

The gymnasium was not your favorite place to be.

You fidgeted with the hem of your uniform shirt, feeling uncomfortable in the presence of so many tall, athletic boys. You had already pulled your skirt waistband up so that it would push your stomach in a little, but there was no way to hide your chubby cheeks and the flab you had on your arms.

You leaned back on the stands so that your back lay against the higher benches. Not very comfortable, but looking at the ceiling made you less insecure than looking at guys with clear six-packs or thin frames.

The whistle blew, signaling the end of practice, and footsteps rapidly approached you. You sat up and smiled shyly when you recognized your childhood best friend.

"You waited for me!" Hinata sounded surprised, his orange hair drenched with sweat. He sounded a little out of breath, but not too exhausted. If anything, he looked as bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as ever.

"I always do," you laughed, "Now, let's go." You didn't want to stay here any longer than you had to.

Hinata nodded, his face lighting up in a smile as bright and beautiful as the sun, "I'll grab my bag!"

You walked to the entrance and waited there. You stared at the ground when the other volleyball players walked by.

What did Hinata see in you? Why didn't he want to hang out with the rest of his team? They shared his love of volleyball and were athletic, after all.

"Ready?" Hinata asked, jolting you from your thoughts. You nodded and the two of you began the long walk home. The two of you both lived in the same neighborhood, which is how the two of you met. He had convinced you of Karasuno High's awesomeness and you figured the bike rides would help you lose a few pounds. But no matter what you did, the weight stubbornly stayed.

Hinata always walked with a spring in his step, but he was so close this time that your shoulders brushed occasionally. He looked at you sideways and said, "Thanks again for waiting for me. I know you don't really like volleyball all that much."

It wasn't so much the sport that bothered you, but you were too embarrassed to say that to him. "It's okay, I like waiting for you, even if it's a sweaty gym."

The two of you walked in silence. You could tell by the way Hinata side-glanced at you frequently that he had something to say. There was no need to rush him, you decided, waiting for him to decide the right time to speak.

"You know, I'm really glad you waited there for me," Hinata said softly, avoiding your gaze, "Like, really glad."

Your cheeks grew warm, "All I do is sit there."

"Exactly!" he said, spinning around to walk backwards in front of you, "You don't have to do anything! Just you being there makes it easier for me to play!"

"I don't see how," you said, feeling like your face was on fire from how embarrassed you were.

"You are-" Hinata started, but he cut off as he ran into something, the consequences of walking backwards.

"Watch where you're going, idiot," Kageyama scoffed as Hinata jumped about a mile after realizing he had backed into his new teammate.

Kageyama's steely eyes turned to you and softened, "I saw you waiting at our practice. What's your name?"

You gave him your name, squirming a little under the gaze of someone so intense. You knew the two of them didn't currently get along very well, but that Kageyama had "gotten better since junior high". Whether that was about his volleyball skills or his attitude or both, you weren't sure.

"You into volleyball?" Kageyama asked and, before you could answer, he suggested, "Maybe you could come to one of my weekend practices. You could play the spiker."

You were surprised by the invitation and were about to accept, when you saw Hinata out of the corner of your eye. His sunny disposition had disappeared, like clouds blotting out the sun. His eyes were narrowed to slits, glaring a hole into Kageyama's head.

"Yea- No."

Kageyama was confused, "Yes or no?"

"No. Sorry."

Kageyama shrugged, "Let me know if you change your mind."

As he continued on his way, Hinata glared after him until the ravenette was out of sight.

"You just let him flirt with you!" he hissed.

"Flirt?" you were genuinely surprised, "That was flirting?"

Hinata pouted for a moment, his cheeks puffed full of air, before he let out the breath he'd been holding and calmed down, "Of course he was flirting!"

"No one would flirt with me," you laughed hollowly, "I'm too f-"

Hinata grabbed you by the shoulders, his pupils blowing wide as he pulled you closer, "Don't. Even. Say. It."

You looked at him, stunned by his change in demeanor, but let him finish.

"You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, with or without makeup. It's not just me that thinks so either- you don't understand the stares that follow you down the hall- but I do! And I can't stand it! Of everyone in the entire world, I've only ever wanted you!"

You stared at him in silent shock. Hinata... thought you were beautiful?

"Don't talk to Kageyama ever again," he warned, "Or I might do something we'll both regret."

From the expression on his face, you were pretty sure he wasn't bluffing.

Still, he liked you. Thought you were beautiful.

And in the end, that was all that mattered to you.