Haikyuu!! One-shots

painted petals||matsuhana

your petal blooms,

just like my heart did

What does it mean to love someone ? I've always wondered that. I sat down on those evergreen tussocks of grass, a stack of origami laid out beside me. My mind wandered off to my own tiny space as I stared blankly at those papers.

red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.

I repeated again and again in my ever so vast mind as my eyes trailed up and down countlessly.

I loved folding paper planes, I had always thought that it was just something which could occupy my hands and time.

But sooner or later I found a better purpose.

Even if no one would take notice of them.

I would always carry a bunch of coloured sharpies with me. I then took one out, hastily removed the cap and pressed the felt tip onto an origami paper. Red.

fly and touch the sky, wings and other things are impossible.

-Hanamaki Takahiro

i wrote. Then I let it go from my hands, letting it freely fly anywhere the wind blows it to. 

I had hoped he would find them and read whatever was in it. 

I lived in a suburb city, it wasn't surprising if no one had ever come to the little riverside beside the old barn. I had always been the only one to come here. I would come here every evening after lunch, it was refreshing. I loved this place, I loved everything about it -- whether it's the beautiful cherry blossom tree which petals would fall every time a wind blows, or the strong scent of grass which had been freshened by the rainfall. 

If only he could be here with me.

--

will my heart wilt, 

just like those petals?

One thing I had always loved ; it was sitting down underneath the cherry blossom tree beside my barn. I loved being alone.

It was refreshing, I loved watching the river flow. It was a weird habit of mine. And another reason why I have no friends. Another reason why my parents left me. Was because I had never given them any attention.

Like I said, I loved being alone. I've never really thought of having someone else beside me. I didn't mind living my whole life alone, taking responsibilities for myself. 

That is the reason why I loved this place. As I'm writing this right now, I am standing on the soft grass I had loved dearly five years ago, with my other half of my heart. Or maybe every piece of it.

It is still fresh in my mind. The day when I met him. 

I had been lying against the thick bark of the tree, when a blue paper plane landed beside me. Instinctively, I reached for the folded origami and unfolded it carefully.

fly and touch the sky, wings and other things are impossible.

-Hanamaki Takahiro

it said.

someone was here. And I ought to find who it was. I stood up with both heels on the ground, and scanned the whole area.

My eyes fell on a pink-haired male. Who made then eye contact with me. 

--

are you going to let go of me,

just like those flowers did?

everything was black and white before i met him.

but now it was as if

he painted those flower petals of mine

he painted my whole world.

A/N

LMFAO THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A LITTLE PREVIEW FOR MY FANFICTION OTFK (CHECK IT OUT LMAO ILY) BUT I GAVE UP ON IT SO I KINDA CHANGED IT ??

IM PROUD OF IT THOUGH

IM TRYING TO KEEP THIS ACCOUNT ACTIVE SOB SOB LOVE ME

-Pan pan // matsuun