Haikyuu x Reader Oneshots

King's Prose (Oikawa Tooru x Reader) Fantasy! AU

A/N: Update time, yay! Enjoy some Oikawa fantasy au! Oikawa seems like the kind of guy to wax cheesy poetry.

I do not own Haikyuu, any of its characters, or the picture.

Lips brushed your forehead in a tender caress, the feeling reaching you even through the haze of sleep, and a gentle hand cradled your cheek. The warmth of his breath brushed your ear as he spoke, voice low and raw. "I love you, (y/n), my one, true queen. Please never forget that."

Your eyes opened and it was morning and he was gone. You might've believed him being there was a dream if it weren't for the wrinkled sheets beside you, long since cold to the touch.

Letting a sigh pass your lips, you brushed your fingers across the side of the bed your lover had occupied only hours before. A familiar ache formed in your chest, a dagger puncturing slow, painful wounds in your heart.

How much more of this could you and he take? There was so much at odds here you could barely stand it.

He was a king, powerful, young, the world at his fingertips, and you were a simple baker's daughter who happened to have thrown an apple at his head when he had sneaked into the castle town undercover and forgotten to pay for one of the rolls he'd bought from you.

And thus was the start of your tragic romance!

Unaware of his true identity, you had believed that maybe things would work out, believed him to be a member of the normal folk just like yourself. When he finally did reveal himself to you months after a friendship and blossoming romance had formed, your first reaction was anger. Anger that he had lied to you. Anger that he had refused to trust you with one of the most basic facts of his life. But the anger was very quickly followed by pain and grief for the love you were certain you were about to lose.

There was absolutely no way you and he could ever be together in a way that made both of you happy. 

He loved his people, loved his crown, and there was no way you could ever ask him to give it all up for you, even though you knew he would in a heartbeat. You loved the look in his eyes whenever he spoke about everything he planned to do to benefit his kingdom and its people too much to quash it out.

More so, there was no way you could ever truly stand at his side as queen. For one thing, you didn't want to be queen. That wasn't who you were and you doubted the rich nobility that formed Oikawa's court would take kindly to a mere baker's daughter becoming their ruler.

At the same time, however, you absolutely refused to be Oikawa's mistress. You loved him, and would do just about anything for him, except lower yourself. If you were going to be in a relationship with him than it would be as a relationship of equals and Oikawa himself had looked sickened at the mention of you being his mistress. He loved you too much to degrade you like that. So the kingdom remained without a queen despite the willing princesses and noblewomen practically throwing themselves at the young king's feet.

Though he had been quick to beg you not to leave after revealing his identity to you, pleading that he would make it work and sealing his mouth to yours in a kiss that erased the rejection from your tongue and broke down the last of your hesitance, there were still nights when you questioned what the hell you and he were doing and the heartache boiled over.

Last night was one of those nights.

True to his word, Oikawa visited you whenever he could, even if it was the middle of the night. He had been on your mind all day, the ache of longing growing by the second, so the moment you saw him you couldn't stop yourself from grabbing his beautiful face in your hands and smashing your lips against his. You felt him smile against you, responding immediately as he pulled you against him to deepen the kiss. When you finally separated for air he had that teasing glint in his eye, the one that made you want to smack him and kiss him again at the same time.