BNHA Boys When You Cook Together

BNHA boys when you cook together

Summary: How would Bakugo, Todoroki, Kaminari, Kirishima and Midoriya go when you have the house to yourself and want to use the kitchen?

A/N: This was also a little bit rushed, I’m trying to get a few things out while I write a larger fic... (Todoroki’s part made me so soft ngl) Please Enjoy!!

Bakugo:

Usually, he’d tell you to stay out of the kitchen

Maybe because he thought you would hurt yourself or if he was trying to treat you to a meal

Yells at you if you try to help, but you laugh it off

Have fun trying to tell him the whole point of your date was to cook together

After some major convincing, he lets you into his mother’s kitchen

Both of his parents were out, leaving the two of you alone

Mitsuki had purposefully made sure she was out of the house so you two could cook without her interfering

Bakugo struggles with letting you do things, not because he didn't trust you...

Yes, it was because he didn’t trust you

He takes cooking very seriously, so he certainly took charge

“Hey, do you need any help slicing the vegetables?”

“NO GO SIT DOWN”

“Katsuki, the whole point was for us to cook together!”

You sneak in and began preparing the meat behind him

He knew exactly what you were doing, but he didn’t stop you because he felt slightly guilty for ruining what was supposed to be a date

Still yells at you if it smells a bit burnt, though

Criticises every move you make, but only because he feels like he needs to yell at something

You laugh at him, though, nudging him as he scoops the vegetables into a bowl

Tucking a stray hair behind your ear, you focused on transferring the meat from the pan to two plates

What you didn’t notice was how Bakugo had stopped in his tracks

His eyes were unwavering, trained on your face

The focused glisten in your eyes as you arranged the meat had him mesmerised

He thought he could get away with staring

But you turned to see him directly at you

“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be finishing the vegetables?”

“Tsk, I was thinking about finishing off the other food in the kitchen”

“Katsuki!”

“I MEANT THE MEAT, IDIOT”

Todoroki:

This boy is lost in the kitchen without you

Before you started dating, the only thing he knew how to make was cold soba

The first time you were alone in your home together and you asked Todoroki if you could make something, he was clueless

He insisted that you decide and that he would do it for you

After pulling out the equipment and ingredients for a simple rice bowl, you left him alone

You had full trust in him

He was smart enough, right?

However, he stood at the bench and stared at the recipe for nearly ten minutes

His lips were slightly parted and his eyebrows were furrowed as he studied that which was in front of him

He didn’t want to have to disrupt you by asking for help

You began to get worried, not hearing any movement from the kitchen

You got up, and hurried from your room to where Todoroki stood

“Shouto?”

He jumped, putting down the bag of rice he had been glaring at

The expression on his face made you laugh

“Can’t figure out how to cook the rice, hey? What do you need help with?”

“Everything”

“Everything?”

You couldn't help but laugh at him, especially at how his left side turned slightly pink

“It’s okay, Sho. I couldn’t figure out the rice cooker my first time either”

Reassuring him that you weren’t making fun of him, you took him through the steps of making the rice bowl

He started to get the hang of it, insisting that he could cut the vegetables and prepare the little bit of beef

Of course, you stayed close by, monitoring each of his movements

Slowly, he became quick confident in his skills, proud of his meal that he presented to you

The beef was a little burnt and the chives were shredded, but it was his tiny smile of achievement that made you love the meal even more

Cooking together became a fun little date thing for the two of you

You helped familiarise him with many forms of baking and he appreciated it heaps

It paid off, because he was always so proud of his cooking that he’d save you a bit for lunch the next day

Kaminari:

Get him out of the kitchen right now

Kaminari thinks he’s good, and he knows his way around the space, I feel

But something always goes wrong

Mostly over the stove, in the oven, or the microwave, of course

Unfortunately, you couldn’t really cook either

When it came to cooking, the two of you shared one braincell that bounced between you

But that braincell would think that you didn’t need to put water in the pot with the noodles when you cook it

You were screwed

It was Kaminari’s idea to cook a simple chocolate cake packet mix, because you had the responsibility to realise you shouldn’t suggest it

When you saw that it was a packet mix, you agreed

This idiot would try to be funny and mix the dry mix together, only to inhale it and start a massive coughing fit

The eggs would definitely leave a bit of shell in the batter

You’d get ahead of yourself, forgetting to melt the butter before adding it to the mix

The two of you would try to mix the butter into the batter together

Hands over each other’s on the spoon, you slowly began to cream the butter

It took a massive amount of effort and strength, but there were still frozen butter chunks left over

“Hey, maybe I could melt it with a few sparks!”

“Denki, no”

He thinks he’s being smart and innovative but he’s just special

The milk was the only thing that went successfully, measuring the right amount and only having a tiny spillage

You poured the batter into the cake tin and set the timer and heat to what was advised on the package

To distract him from setting the oven no fire, you led him to the couch

The two of you many or many not have snuck in a cheeky makeout session

When the oven’s timer went off, you both bolted to the kitchen

Fixing yourselves up first, of course

Kaminari almost forgot to put on oven mitts and went to grab the burning hot tin with his bare hands

The cake was a little burnt and you could see some chunks of butter that still hadn’t melted, somehow

But, when Kami went to get the cake out of the tin, he stopped

“Babe, did you lube the tin up?”

“No...”

“Damn it”

Yeah, you couldn’t get the cake out of the tin

Kirishima:

Sunshine boy’s actually quite good in the kitchen

Mainly because he’s able to improvise when something goes wrong with a happy attitude

He always gets his meat perfectly cooked, you don’t know how

You’re half decent at cooking too, having done some at school

The only thing that you struggled with was meat, which was perfect when you started dating Kiri

You both cook quite regularly together, especially on study dates to take a break

Kirishima would say it was unmanly to make you cook alone, even if you wanted to

Yes, Kiri, it is manly to help a lady in the kitchen, you’d think

Honestly, you’re whole relationship is you being super proud of him

But anyways

He’s more likely to forget the smaller things

Like, you could be halfway through preparing something for the oven when you call to him without taking your eyes off the food

“Hey, is the oven preheating, handsome?”

“Uh, I’ll do that right now”

Or, you could be preparing a fruit salad, and he dumped a bunch of cut strawberries into the bowl

“Did you wash those, Eijiro?”

“Argh, damn it, I’ll do it now. Sorry, pebble”

“Don’t worry about it”

You’d laugh at how he got flustered about forgetting when it wasn’t a big deal

He’s just trying to impress you, please let him

Doesn’t let you use one of the big knives

If you have to use it, or you insist you’ll be fine, he’ll be hovering over your shoulder just to make sure you don’t get hurt

Anything in the kitchen that poses any threat to your safety he’s doing

You manage to convince him otherwise, but if you do get hurt...

That’s another topic for another day

Whatever the two of you were making would be made to perfection, maybe not Bakugo’s standard but just the way you like it

Remember, in the kitchen with Kiri, you always come first

Midoriya:

Surprisingly, you were the one who couldn’t cook in the relationship

No way Midoriya was able to cook by himself either, so he couldn’t take the reigns

Both of you love doing soft things for dates, so cooking together was something that came up in conversation a lot

He was well aware that you only knew how to boil water to make instant noodles, but he didn’t mind

Sure, he wasn’t much better than that either

So, you decided to set aside a day when his mum could teach you

He’d much rather Inko teaching him to cook than some random he paid

To him, his mum’s cooking is the best in the world

Of course you let out an ‘aw’ when he said that

When the day arrived, Inko had chosen a meal for the both of you to make with her guidance

Katsudon - Midoriya’s favourite

He was so excited that you couldn’t help but giggle

Inko knew this was supposed to be a date for the two of you, so she gave you the instructions and a few pointers

At the beginning, she watched on for a distance

Midoriya would mumble to himself about measuring the ingredients in cups instead of grams

While he’s still trying to calculate it, you had already poured it into the bowl dedicated for the sauce

He apologises for getting distracted, which you wave off

You always found his mumbling moments cute

Once she saw that you two were capable, Inko told you to call out to her when you needed help and left you two alone

Now it was finally a more of a date setting, not that you minded Inko’s presence at all

Midoriya immediately got more mumbly and blushy when you were alone

Mostly because he was kind of freaking out that something would go wrong

“Izuku, baby, the rice is done”

“Oh, of- of course... I’ll get it”

Everything was going relatively smoothly anyway, that was until you had to crumb the pork

Both of you were at a loss, so you called in Inko for help

Midoriya constantly mumbled almost the entire time when Inko wasn’t in the kitchen

This caused for you to have to hold his hand to calm him down

Baby boy thanked you so much, claiming that you were mainly the one to cook

Which was true, he constantly found himself asking for your help

You didn’t mind, finding the whole situation really cute

The katsudon might not have been the best, but he loved it

That was because his two favourite people helped him make it

Slowly, as he got more confident in the kitchen, he’d make you small things all the time

But, being a mama’s boy, there was always a bit of Inko flare

Drabble: Tsukishima x Reader

Prompt: “If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

Genre: Super fluffy for a salty boi

A/N: When I saw the prompt, I immediately thought of Tsukki... You can’t tell me that beanpole doesn’t have cold feet

The study date had stretched out way longer than you had anticipated. You never planned to be staying so late, but the tiredness in your eyes had him slipping down to see his mother. When he had returned, he told you that you were staying the night, in the kind of way that left no questions to ask.

Tsukishima’s sweatshirt hung loose on your shoulders. No matter how big you were, he was bigger. In a strange way, it made you feel secure. The large piece of clothing was given to you to sleep in, Tsukishima inviting you to share his bed.

Really, what he said was, “Get in here. Where else are you supposed to sleep?”

Of course you agreed, giving him a cheery smile as you slipped onto his bed. His tall frame almost dangled off the bed, but there was plenty of room for you to wiggle under his blanket.

The chilliness of the weather really brought out the warmth of the fresh linen, a tiny hint of Tsukki in its scent. He smelt like fresh linen as it is, making the comfort that much tender. 

He reached over and placed his glasses carefully on the bedside table. While he was there, he turned off his lamp, plunging the two of you into darkness. 

You immediately caught for his figure, wrapping your fingers around the fabric of his t-shirt. Sliding down onto your back, you rested your head on his spare pillow. The fingers that were curled into his shirt tightened as you turned to your side and pressed into Tsukishima’s.

Tsukishima slipped an arm under you, ever so gently resting his hand on your upper back. His hand almost hovered over you, a ghost of the affection he desperately wanted to give you but were too stubborn to initiate. 

The two of you were still quite new to this relationship. It was still so innocent and delicate to Tsukishima, and he would do anything to protect it.

The silence was almost killing you, so you spoke up in a whisper.

“Tsukki?”

“What,” he huffed, more of a statement than a question. Most of his replies sounded like that, something you simply laughed out.

So, you did just that. A tiny, hushed giggle bubbled from your lips.

“Goodnight, Tsukki.”

“Hmph.”

You shook him slightly, kneeing his thigh as you groaned. Man, he was so tall. Your knees met the corner of his thighs while your face could fit in the crook of his neck.

“Say it back,” you ordered playfully.

He exhaled through his nose, in a way you knew meant that he was too tired to argue with you. Now that you thought about it, the thrill of sharing a bed had distracted you from how tired you were.

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you,” Tsukishima’s voice was soft, whispering in a monotone way. 

You rolled your eyes, “Close enough.”

And just like that, you were out like a light. Your breathing steadied, lulled by the scent of your boyfriend and the rise and fall of his chest. The hold you had on his shirt weakened, bringing Tsukishima’s attention to your silent and immobile form.

When he was absolutely certain you weren’t going to hear him, he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head.

He then whispered into your hair, “Goodnight, Y/N,” before drifting off into his own slumber.

*knock knock* hello? Is this where readers come for asks? 🥰 hi bb, I hope your day is going/ending well! I’ve got two ideas, first is Shinso x reader where Y/N is helping Shinso learn how to use the capture scarf. Second is Tsukishima x reader where reader leaves him notes, wraps his fingers before a game, cleans his glasses at night, etc. because they love him and how he handles the subtle acts of love.

Hi lovely! My day has been great!

Thank you so much for the ideas! They’re cute!! I can’t wait to write them ahhh, they’re so soft <3 I’ll make sure to tag you when I post them so you can be the first to see them!!

I’m getting all giggly thinking of the Tsukki ones,,,

RULES FOR THIS BLOG

This is a safe environment! Good vibes only! 

REQUESTING:

- please be patient if you have requested, I do have to juggle this blog along with school and other things

- No NSFW for the moment, but feel free to ask for fluff, angst, lime ( but nothing too spicy )

- Please no studentxteacher requests, yandere requests, or Omegaverse requests, that stuff creeps me out ( if you’re into that stuff, I don’t care, you do you, I won’t judge )

Animes I write for:

- My Hero Academia

- Attack on Titan

- Demon Slayer

I will add more down the line, but these ones for now.

Characters I am good at writing / love writing for:

- Katsuki Bakugo

- Shouto Todoroki

- Hitoshi Shinso

- Eijirou Kirishima

- Denki Kaminari

- Izuku Midoriya

- Shota Aizawa

- Tamaki Amajiki

- Hawks

- Levi Ackerman

- Marco Bodt

- Erwin Smith

- Inosuke Hashibira

- Tanjiro Kamado

- Giyu

I am happy to attempt to write others, so don’t be shy to ask for someone not on the list!

Not gonna lie this long piece I'm writing is not working out at the moment...

For now I'll just post a bunch of short drabbles for both bnha and hq, so please request if you've got any ideas!!

Haikyuu boys when you get injured while playing your sport

Kuroo, Bokuto, Sakusa, Akaashi, Suga

Summary: What some of my fav boys would be like if you hurt yourself playing your sport! 

A/N: This was kind of rushed so please forgive me if this sucks. And the Sakusa one was longer than the rest because I’m biased 

Kuroo:

He’s so supportive of your successfulness playing tennis

He tries his very best to understand but always gets hype during your games

You were competing in doubles with a partner you never liked playing with

They always blamed you for everything and never called to say if it was their ball whenever it was in the centre

You were in the final set and the other players were about to win the match 

Kuroo was there on the sidelines, noticing how you were slowly losing your patience bit by bit

He called out to you when the other players scored another point against you once again

You found his eyes for a moment

“Just go for it, baby! You’ll get it this time!”

You forced a smile back at him, trying your best to mask your worry and hopelessness 

He saw straight through you

The other player served, perfectly placing it towards the box belonging to your partner’s half of the court

The ball bounced in the corner closest to you

Your partner showed no sign of running towards the ball and you fought the urge to go hit it for them

They had to learn to run for the ball

But if you didn’t hit this ball, you’d lose the match

Letting out an exclamation of anger, you ran forwards and swung your racket

However, the top half of your body had moved forward a lot faster than your legs

A burning tug, more maybe even a tear, flared up your hamstring

Pain shot up your leg, but you kept going, successfully hitting the ball back over the net

You went to step back onto your side of the court as you glared at the other player on your side of the net when the shocking pain came back

It caused your leg to buckle and you fell to the ground

The pain was unbearable, you dropped your racket and clutched the back of your leg

You hissed just as the ball that was still in game was hit back over the net and bounced by your head

Damn it

“Y/N!” 

You squeezed your eyes shut, fighting back the tears caused by both the pain and the humiliating loss

“Y/N”

Kuroo knelt down next to you, rubbing your back

He had jumped the fence and run onto the court, ignoring the strict rules in place about spectating

“Tetsuro, you’re gonna get in trouble for that”

He hushed you, picking up your racket and holding it under his arm

“Come here”

Threading an arm around your upper back, Kuroo slowly began to lift you to your feet

“Pulled a hamstring?”

You kind of chuckled, still trying to hide the fact that you had let a couple tears fall down your cheeks

“Maybe even a tear”

“My sweetheart doesn’t deserve this, do you? After playing so brilliantly? Can you try standing”

Rising to your feet, you lifted your weight off your injured leg

Kuroo kissed the top of your head, leading you off the court

He had taken you to get a scan straight away, immediately finding out that you had indeed torn your hamstring

You were disappointed that you couldn’t play tennis until it was healed

Your boyfriend certainly made up for it, tending to your every need

He even wanted to carry you around the school instead of you having to use those painful crutches

He may have been calm and teasing on the outside during your recovery period

But on the inside he was incredibly worried for you

Despite this, this boy took great care of you and you recovered in no time 

Bokuto:

Extremely excited and supportive of you playing sport!

Especially because it was volleyball and he could help you practice

You were a middle blocker, and a fairly good one at that

Your team had a reputation similar to Date Tech’s because of your blocks

One day, you were training with your hyperactive boyfriend, Akaashi, and Konoha

The rest of the team had left and you had stayed behind for some extra practice with Bokuto

Akaashi and Konoha were only there because Bokuto had practically begged them

You were playing 2v2, you on a team with Konoha

Normally, you would have argued that the teams were unfair, but Bokuto hadn’t completely sprung back from his most recent mood swing and you feared making it worse

It wasn’t too competitive, the four of you trying to get some long rallies in

That was until Akaashi set a perfect ball for Bokuto

He’d become really fired up due to the fun nature of the practice game

He was so proud whenever you did a good play and it put him in a good mood

You smiled, seeing the massive goofy grin on his face as he ran and jumped to meet Akaashi’s elegant and precise set

Sensing that Bokuto was about to hit a straight shot, you jumped up to the net

Bokuto’s hand smacked against the ball in a powerful spike

You were in perfect position, but you had forgotten just how strong your boyfriend could hit those poor balls

The ball bent one of your finger back painfully far, and you winced

It spun off to the side, giving Bokuto and Akaashi the point

You landed on your feet clutching your aching finger and rested your hand on your chest

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Y/n! Did you see that?”

Your boyfriend exclaimed, pumping his fists in the air

However, his hair immediately drooped down and his grin was wiped off his face when he saw how your teeth were gritted

You examined your fingers, noticing the purple swelling of you ring finger 

“Y/N, are you okay? Y/N? Baby? Honey? You look hurt”

Hissing, you nodded

“Yeah, my finger hurts a lot”

Bokuto immediately ducked under the net, running to you

You carefully lifted your hand to display your puffy purple finger to your boyfriend

“Did I do that?”

He asked, grabbing you by the shoulders to urge you to look at him

“The ball did, Bo. Don’t freak out”

“ARGH AKAASHI, I BROKE Y/N’S FINGER”

“No, Bokuto-san. It’s not broken”

“BUT I STILL DID IT!!! I’M SO SORRY, HONEY. FORGIVE ME!”

You couldn’t help but chuckle slightly

“Konoha, could you please fetch me some ice while I tape my fingers up?”

Konoha nodded, immediately leaving the gym to find some ice

You hurried over to your bag and pulled out the tape you always keep with you for emergencies

Sitting on the floor, you slowly and delicately began to tape your fingers together

“THEY WON’T EVEN LET ME HELP THEM, AKAASHI! THEY HATE ME! I GOT TOO EXCITED AND I HURT THEM!”

“Bokuto-san, they don’t hate you”

You smiled to yourself

“Of course, I don’t hate you, Bo. I love you and your amazing ability”

“Really?”

“Really”

After that, Bokuto wouldn’t stop hugging you all the way home

You didn’t bother getting it checked because it was only your finger, but mainly so your overdramatic boyfriend wouldn't freak out if it was any worse than just a sprain

He carried everything for you, even if you could just hold it with your other hand

Don’t bother trying to tell him it’s not a big deal because he will cry while getting into an argument about how he did this to you

Constantly reassure this big baby throughout your recovery period and he’ll feel less guilty with time

It’s a different story if someone else injures you during a real game

Akaashi has to hold him back before he could inflict any damage on the culprit 

Bokuto only wants to protect you

Sakusa:

You played soccer as the goalkeeper, and Sakusa has no idea what is happening the entire time

But that doesn’t mean he can’t tell when you made an incredible save

Playing in a fairly large league meant that you play in a small stadium with a mini grandstand 

He’d sit right up the back in the furthest corner away from anyone

People who didn’t know he was your boyfriend probably thought he was some creep, hiding behind his face mask and dressed in all black with those piercings

Your team was really good, but you were the backbone 

The attackers were certainly swift and flashy when they scored goal after goal

But you were the one to stop the other team from catching up

As much as Sakusa thought you looked really cool whenever you saved a goal, he’d never show it

It takes you a quick glance up to his spot in the stands and see how his eyebrows would soften ever so slightly for you to know that he was secretly praising you

The way his expression shifted never failed to put a smile on your face

When you turned back to the game, you could sight of an attacker on the other team dribbling the ball straight down the centre

You stood poised, trusting the defenders to make the first advancement

But they didn’t

Instead, they stood there, blocking your view of the ball

“Guys!” 

You shouted to get their attention, and a few heads turned your way

“Move out of the way or make an approach!”

Before they could do either of the things you ordered, the opposing player shot at the goal

You recognised the player as the one you had been marking all game for having a powerful kick

The defenders still stood in the way, so you couldn’t see how the ball how curved

Taken aback, you tried your hardest to run and at least punch it away

But the ball continued to curve... right towards your face

You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling the full force of the shot on your nose

Your hands flew up to your face as your head fell back due to the force

The crowd whined as you fell to the ground and held your face in your gloved hands

You could tell almost immediately that the bridge of your nose was not in the right place

Hesitantly taking your hands off your face, you found a pool of blood staining you goalie gloves

The referee’s whistle blew and the game paused as your teammates gathered around you

After your team and worriedly asked questions and the player who had taken the shot apologised to you, your coach escorted you off the field

You sat on the bench, a medic pressing a wet cloth to your nose to catch the blood

“Hey, Y/N”

Recognising the voice, you took the cloth from the medic and searched for Sakusa

You found him leaning over the fence, eyebrows slanted slightly

You stood up, the pain rushing up your face as you met him by the fence

“Did you break it?”

“Definitely, it hurts really bad. But I think I can play the rest of the match with it taped”

“No, you’re not”

“Yes, I am”

“I’m taking you to the hospital, right now”

“No, you’re not”

“Yes, I am”

“No, you’re not”

“You’re almost as annoying as Atsumu”

You chuckled, hesitantly lifting the cloth off your nose to take a look at how much blood had soaked into it, and to give Sakusa a look

Almost the entire cloth was dyed scarlet 

Sakusa flinched slightly at the sight, and even though he wanted to cup your face in his hands, he didn’t want to touch the blood

“Does it look gross?”

You asked, poking your face closer to your boyfriend

At the way he shrunk back, you took the answer to be a yes

“Am I still cute?”

Sakusa rolled his eyes, brushing your mattered hair off your forehead and quickly retracting his hand

“Don’t ask such a stupid question”

That was all it took for you to let him take you from the game early to the hospital where you got an x-ray and your nose taped

Sakusa wouldn’t admit it, but there was something about the cute little bandage on the bridge of your nose that make you even more adorable to him

He’d get repulsed again soon enough, if your nose ever started to bleed 

During your recovery, he made sure you never overdid it and gave yourself a headache

He always helped you clean yourself, afraid you might “smack your nose or something ridiculous”

Sakusa had always thought you were amazing at what you did for a sport, but he became a bit more reluctant to let you train or play after you had fully healed

You convinced him that it wouldn't happen again, but never promised

You were also guilty of liking how openly worried he was for you, not minding if you were to be put into that situation again

Akaashi:

Out of all of them, Akaashi was the quickest to understand the points and rules of your sport

He got really into it, keeping a close eye of the table to see how your team was compared to others

Both of you were well aware that waterpolo could be a dangerous sport

You could get kicked, punched, scratched, probably even knocked out, and even dragged under the water

He always reminded you of this before every game

This week you were playing against the team that had a reputation of being rough and dirty players

Akaashi had heard of them, explaining to you to be prepared for anything

You kind of shrugged him off, confident in your abilities as to not drown

The game was going well so far, but the other team had been given multiple fouls which was to be expected

You hadn’t encountered too many rough players, only having to shake off people who held onto your swimmers 

That wasn’t to say that many others on your team hadn’t been kicked on purpose or the like

Akaashi liked watching your games from afar

But still close enough that he could call out to you if he wished 

Also, he’d proceed to pass away if you knew this, but he likes being at the perfect angle to see you in those swimmers

Don’t tell no one though

You were currently marking a player, desperately trying to swim in front of them in order to prohibit them from receiving the ball

The other player’s arm wrapped around your front

Normally, you would simply push them off, but what they did next took you by surprise

They dug their fingernails into your chest, clawing at your skin in order to push you out of the way

You pushed away, only for their nails to scratch you right across the chest

The messy red lines stung in the chlorine, but the adrenaline from the game urged you to keep going

Akaashi certainly noticed the player’s dirty move

As far as he knew, it was encouraged to cut your nails before you played a game 

What did he expect from the dirtiest team?

The game finished shortly after, you clambering out of the pool and grabbing your towel

Dabbing the towel over the scratches hurt, but you ignored it, wanting to go to Akaashi to celebrate your win

Hurrying up to his seat, you waved at him

“I think I played well! What do you think, Keiji?”

He didn’t answer your question, instead, he made his way over to you and pulled a clean tissue out of his pocket

“What’s wrong?”

“I saw how that other team played”

He took the tissue and carefully dabbed the small drops of blood that began to trickle from the edges of the scratches

The contact stung, causing you to pull away slightly, to which Akaashi gently held your nape to keep you in place

“Sorry if that stings”

“It could be a lot worse”

You owned up, allowing Akaashi to stop the blood

When he had finished, he pulled the towel that you had loosely wrapped around your waist up over your shoulders

“Don’t get cold”

The two of you headed home, treating the scratches with antiseptic

The deepest cuts were covered delicately with bandaids, as you insisted that there was nothing else wrong

Akaashi was smart enough to realise they were only minor injuries, he never stopped kissing them and making sure your clothes didn’t rub against them until you were fully healed

Suga:

Suga was chaotic and honest enough to say that he didn’t really understand the appeal of basketball

He certainly understood how the points worked and all the rules, but he was confused as to why you loved it so much

You’d playfully argue back with him, but your height did not help your case

He’d say things like “Why do you play when you’re so short? It’s like volleyball in that right, right?”

You’d snap back with an argument about Hinata and his passion

In reality, it is all harmless teasing

Suga loves that you have something you are passionate about, and he relates to it

He’s certainly supportive, comes to every single game, and regularly picks you up from practice

Is also known to have shown up earlier to pick you up than necessary just to watch you practice with your teammates and shout encouragement from the sideline

At this point, your entire team knows who he is

He’s just so friendly and charismatic like that

His permanent smile was wiped off Suga’s face when you got hurt during practice, but he wasn’t serious for long

You were playing a practice game, coming up against the tallest player in your team

They were a lovely person, certainly, but they had no coordination with their long limbs

You had the ball, desperately trying to outstep them

When they attempted to swipe the ball, you stepped back and passed it over to someone on your team on the other side of the court

“Great job, Sugar!”

You smiled over to Suga 

The tall player turned around, trying to sneak around behind you

However, you were trying to walk backwards, not expecting their leg to still be right behind you due to where the rest of their body was

You tripped over them, falling directly onto your tailbone 

“Oh, Y/N, I’m so sorry!”

Your teammate called out to you

“It’s okay!”

You replied, ignoring the enormous amount of pain in your tailbone

Suga’s laughter could be heard from the sidelines, causing you to feel slightly humiliated too

Surely, you laughed it off with him, but when you stood up, your tailbone felt incredibly numb

It hurt to walk, each step you winced at the pain

Not only that, but you felt stupid

This had to be the lamest thing that had ever happened, you couldn’t believe you were tearing up over falling onto your ass

But, maybe that meant that there was something wrong

You called out to your coach, telling them that you wanted to sub off for the rest of the practise match

You immediately headed over to your boyfriend, aching with each step

Suga’s laughter had seized, in fact, he could tell better than anyone that something wasn’t right

“Suga, I think I broke my tailbone or something because it really hurts”

You whined 

“Aww, baby. Come here”

Suga pulled you into a hug, helping you strip off your bib to give to the coach

“Should we get a scan? I’ll take you to the hospital right now”

You nodded, Suga running over to gather your things before helping you to his car

Turns out, you had fractured your tailbone

You had to be careful with how you sat for ages, either having to sit on a special pillow or not sit at all

It was so inconvenient, especially when it came to school

You didn’t go, Suga sending you the notes and visiting every afternoon to study with you to make sure you didn’t fall behind while lying on the floor on your stomachs

It was a slow and painful recovery, and of course Suga was the biggest help

But, once you began to get a bit better, the teasing ensued

This was the perfect time for many inside jokes to be made, and when you made your recovery, you both enjoyed confusing Daichi and Asahi about them

They both found it weird, as they all had something to do with your ass

All in all, this angel brings the light out of everything, even when it’s when you can’t even sit in peace