❝pretty charmer❞ ➳ haikyuu!! x reader [DISCONTINUED]

chapter one

You sat in front of the beautiful vanity as you picked up some beauty products from the surface. Looking at them as if they were some mysterious objects, you start to apply each product to your clean face. First, you carefully applied some lipgloss as the camera in front of you snapped. Next, you grabbed the small eyeshadow palette and gently covered you eyelid with the most natural shade you could find. As you did this, more cameras flashed, almost blinding you if you hadn't closed your eyes on time. Finally, you picked up the perfume and sprayed some on. You made a mental note to wear sunglasses for the next photo shoot.

"That's a wrap! Thank you everyone!," said the photographer as he bowed out of gratitude.

You stood up as your stylist rushed to hand you a paper bag with your regular clothes in it. She directed you to the changing room before bidding you and your father's intern goodbye. You smiled at her before entering the room and locking it behind you.

   "You know," she started. "When your Father took me in, I didn't really expect to drive his daughter to her photo shoots, but here we are."

   "Misaki... you say that like it's a bad thing." There was a little tease in the tone of your voice, so Misaki knew that you knew that the said assistant liked it. "Last week you were shooting your shot with the lighting guy."

   "In my defense, he was cute. It's only natural if you see a cute guy."

You giggled at Misaki's words as you opened the changing room and stepped out in your regular clothes.

   "Ready?"

   "Yeah, let's go before my Dad starts to blow up your work phone."

Misaki giggled as she knew exactly what you were talking about.

-

When Misaki stopped in front of your apartment complex, you hugged her goodbye before getting out of her car and walking towards the front door of the building. You entered the main lobby and went straight to your mailbox to check for anything. Then you went towards the elevators and hit the button, waiting for the doors to open. When they did, you stepped inside and hit the button for the tenth floor. As you went up, you thought about your life.

Currently, your dad lived in Tokyo and was the vice chairman for one of the biggest clothing brands in Japan; a big reason behind your modeling. Your mom on the other hand, lives in Miyagi due to her poor health and is the small business owner of a flower shop. Your oldest brother lives in Miyagi with his wife and two kids. He's a police officer and frequently helps your mom out in the shop with his wife on the weekends. Your second oldest brother is currently overseas in college. You, the youngest and a second year high school student, are in Tokyo. Homeschooled.

You haven't had the courage to ask your dad if you could start attending an actual school due to his overprotective nature (and to be honest, it's kind of overwhelming). You did at some point attend regular school; however, you kept missing school on the regular due to your modeling, so your parents opted for homeschooling. The pros of homeschooling: you woke up a bit later than usual, you got to eat whenever you wanted, and it was right at home. The cons? You didn't have a lot of –if any– friends.

'Should I even ask him?,' you thought to yourself. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't realize you were standing in the elevator on your floor for a few minutes. Your face grew red and you hurriedly stepped out of the elevator in hopes that the cameras somehow stopped recording. Then again, you knew reality was never on anyone's side.

-

   "I'm home!"

It was 8:00PM when your dad announced that he was home. You fidgeted as you sat on the couch ready to have that talk with him.

'Will I even do it? God, I hope I don't chicken out.'

   "You won't believe what happened at work today sweetie. We had a really important meeting and I thought I was prepared when I realized I didn't have the files. I was ready to die in that moment, but then Misaki –by the way I need to give her a raise– blessed me and handed me the files before I even stepped foot into the conference room.

And here's the best part, it went great! The board loved my idea and they were totally on board. Get it? Because they're the board...

Sweetie are you okay? Are you sick? Do you need anything? Did you start your period? Do you have a boyfriend? Please don't tell me you have a boy-"

You went red before stopping your dad from asking that question. "N-No! I don't have a boyfriend. Actually I wanted to talk about-"

   "Phew! That's a relief. Please don't get a boyfriend. I think the only reason your Mother is still with me is because I look this young at my age, so please don't give me any gray hairs by getting a rat- I mean a boyfriend."

   "Dad, Mom is with you because she loves you, not because you claim to look young. Anyways, I wanted to talk to you about something else and it's really important."

Your dad looked at you straight in the eyes before taking your hands and sitting down next to you on the couch.

   "I think I know what this is about. I knew the time would come, but I always thought you'd ask your Mother and not me."

   "I'm glad you know what I'm talking about, but I don't see why I'd need to ask Mom."

Your dad sighed before continuing. "Well, let's start then. When two people love each other very much, sometimes they decide to take their relationship to the next step and-" You slapped your hand over your father's mouth before he could even consider finishing his sentence.

   "Tha-That's not what I wanted to talk about at all! I-! You-! Oh my gosh! Why would you think that?!" Your face was flushed. It was so hot, you wondered if you could cook something on it. "I want to go to regular school! I just wanted to talk to you about regular schooling!

But, then you had to talk about sex –which I already talked to Mom about– and now my chances are blown and now I won't be able to go to regular school like the millions of other kids my age and I won't be able to make any friends and, and, this is disastrous!"

Your dad only looked at you for a few seconds before bursting out with laughter. You looked at him with wide, watery eyes as you pouted.

'He's making fun of me?! Right in front of me too!'

   "(Y/N), don't tell your brothers, but this is why you're my favorite." You looked at him confused.

   "I- I don't understand... Dad, are you okay?" At this point you were worried. Never in your life have you ever seen your dad laugh this hard (other than his horrible, horrible jokes) before. "Sh-Should I call Mom?"

His laughter slowly died down as he wiped the tears that fell from his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Your Mother and I started to wonder when you'd ask since you're getting older and all."

You looked at him with a sparkle in your eye before asking, "Are you giving me a 'yes'? Please don't tell me it's a cruel joke, because I will cry! And that's a promise!" Your dad only nodded with a smile on his face before you squealed and tackled him with a hug.