haikyuu x reader (oneshots)

i wanna be yours. (kenma x reader)

( kenma x reader fluff- slight nsfw )

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it was a cold and rainy saturday night, and you and kenma were on your way home from a late night trip to the grocery store, for snacks, of course.

you and kenma had been friends for a long while. you did almost everything together. he put a lot of trust in you, not like he did anyone else, or at least anyone else but kuroo and shoyo.

you glance sideways over at kenma. he was focused on the road ahead of him, and nothing else. he always put so much focus into whatever he did.

cute, you think a small smile forming in the corner of your lips, before you look away from kenma and out the raindrop kissed window.

once you and kenma had gotten back to kenma's apartment, you grab the bag of snacks, the plastic of the bag handles cutting off the circulation to your fingers. you and kenma didn't exchange any words or actions, except for the occasional nod of approval as you two make your way into the apartment. which was okay, you two didn't really need to exchange words often to understand each other.

"do you wanna play some games, y/n?" kenma asks, putting away his keys on the key rack that was hung next to the front door.

you could barely keep your eyes open, exhaustion overwhelmed you. "i'm okay," you say, a small and empathetic smile forming in the corner of  your lips.

"but i can watch," you offer.

"okay." kenma nods a little bit, putting his hands in his pockets and walking over to the living room, which wasn't too far off from the front door.

he grabs his switch from the charging port, before sitting down on the couch, after he'd slipped off his black slip-on vans, which were fairly old and beat up.

"can you put on your playlist?" you ask, before sitting down next to kenma. he sat with his legs crossed, whereas you sat with your legs out in front of you, or normally, as some would say.

he nods a little bit, grabbing his phone, and flipping through it for a few minutes, before putting one of his playlists on shuffle, and setting down the phone on the glass coffee table.

you'd always been fond of kenma's music taste. he played the types of songs you'd play on repeat and never get tired of. songs that sounded so mellow, yet at the same time so intense.

you look to kenma's switch. he'd loaded up minecraft, and was just doing some mindless gameplay, like he did when he didn't really know what else to do.

you didn't know how long the two of you had been sat there, you'd sort of just tuned out the music, and were focused on the game, as kenma was. or so you'd thought, until he started humming softly.

you look to his phone.

i wanna be yours, arctic monkeys.

you look back to him as he starts to sing, more or less. it was more of whispered speech than singing, though it still made your heart flutter.

"maybe i just wanna be yours, i wanna be yours.." you join in.

kenma looks to you, his eyes widening a little bit. a smile flickers in the corners of his lips, and he puts down the switch, looking to you once again.

"kenma.. i-" you were at a loss for words.

does he really feel that way about me? after all of this time.. of me just.. watching from a distance.

he gently places a hand on your cheek, running his fingertips along your soft skin.

you could feel your face grow hot with embarrassment as his warm, chocolatey eyes meet yours.

"do you wanna be mine, y/n?" kenma asks, his own face taking up a soft, pink color.

you slowly nod, hesitantly putting both hands on each of kenma's shoulders.

he nods slowly, looking you up and down. and before you knew it, he'd leaned in, placing a soft and tender kiss on your lips.

you flinch slightly, being surprised, despite predicting he was going to kiss you. but after a few moments, you melt into his touch, accepting the kiss with solidarity.

it didn't take long for his hand to trail down from your cheek, to your shoulder, and finally to your waist, his light and feathery touch gracing your skin all the way down. this sends shivers down your spine.

he stops only for a split second to take a gasp for air, before going back in, parting his mouth and using his tongue to kiss you.

you shiver a little, fighting his tongue with yours, and softly placing your hand on his cheek and pressing your body into his.

after a few more moments of soft and playful tongue kissing, kenma pulls away, his breathing slightly heavy. he lazily wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, the corners of his lips forming into the smallest smile.

"i've wanted to do that for a long time, y/n.."

"have you?" you ask, the warmth returning to your cheeks.

"yes." kenma nods a little bit. though he usually sounded pretty blunt, you knew he always meant what he said. he was a man of his word.

"so.. y/n." kenma starts, clearing his throat a little.

"will you be mine?"

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890 words, 4736 characters.

sorry, this one ended on sort of a cliffhanger. you'll have to leave the rest to your imagination ;)