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goshiki + overexcited

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character: goshiki tsutomu

warnings: nothing but fluff, folks

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soft eyes trailed him too and fro as he dashed across the court, strong legs tensed as he prepared himself for flight. the hairs on your arms stood on end as you could practically feel the air vibrating from the intense energy he exuded.

pink lips pulled into an excited grin as he launched from the ground, hand throbbing as he slammed the ball down onto the opposite side of the court, you couldn’t help but match his giddy smile when he turned to look at you, lips never moving but his eyes screaming “i just did that, you proud of me?!”

it wasn’t hard for you to match goshiki’s energy; the fire and excitement that blazed in his eyes seemed to always be alight, burning like a never ending flame. his child-like exuberance made you feel airy and free whenever you were around him. his smile felt like sitting by the fireplace on a frigid winter’s night.

but his strength was also his downfall - much like a roaring fire, drawing too close to indulge in it will cause you to burn. his excitement was endearing, a welcome change of pace from his elder’s serious faces and attitudes, but not everyone can withstand the heat from the sun all the time.

when he’s at his highest peak, heart pounding in his chest and his words flying past at a million miles an hour, even he can get swept away in this adrenaline induced high. it feels like he’s soaring through the skies; everything is bright and wonderful and exciting-

then suddenly, the clouds roll in.

someone snaps at him, telling him to relax. a firm hand is placed on his shoulder and squeezes just a bit too tightly, and all of a sudden it’s like someone doused his fire in ice water.

there’s nothing wrong being excited. there’s nothing wrong in finding a giddy joyfullness in indulging in what you love. but there are lines to be made; there are limits you must yield to.

and while he may not understand it, that’s why he has you. whenever his sunlight is dimmed by the clouds, whenever his fire is threatened to be extinguished, you pick him back up on his feet, dusting off his dirtied knees with a subtle smile on your face.

you are the wind that blows away his clouds, a gentle breeze that sparks life into his flames. his excitement brings you excitement. without that, life wouldn’t be the same.

Do you write for non-sexual age regression? If so could you do shirabu kenjirou from haikyuu with caregivers from the shiratorizawa teem?

Little!Shirabu X Caregiver!Goshiki X Caregiver!Semi

A/N: I do indeed write for non-sexual age regression, feel free to ask! This kinda turned into a shirabu x goshiki x semi instead of the whole team 😅 so so sorry. This little oneshot is being written on my phone, I lost the charger to my laptop so bear with me on any mistakes or weird formatting, thank you for requesting and I hope you like it!

Warnings: Slight angst

Characters: Little!Shirabu, Daddy!Semi, Papa!Goshiki

Shirabu had never been more mad at himself.

He internally said every bad word in his mind as he knelt on the gyms bathroom floor, tearing apart his backpack trying to locate his emergency paci and blanket. He bit back his whimpers as he tried to see past the tears welding up in his eyes as he finally gave up, guessing they were still at home, and sat back against the stall, letting the tears fall.

He would never say it outloud but he has had a shitty day. On top of being late to school, missing morning practice then not being able to toss up a single good set, all the stress and anger from the day finally crashed on him during their afternoon practice. That’s how he found himself sitting on the bathroom floor after he made a quick excuse about his stomach bothering him. Now he just wanted forehead kisses and cuddles with his favorite people.

He shakily reached for his phone, pulling up his group chat with his Daddy and Papa, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in his their arms, free of the stress of the day. He was still old enough to be able to type out semi-sentences seeing as his regression never really goes lower than 6

Bu-Bear🐻: Daddy?

He wiped his runny nose on his jumper sleeve, smiling to himself slightly as he tried to envision the chaos that would come once his trusty caregivers realized their precious boy was in little space alone away from them.

Daddy Semi🤴🏼: Kenji? Baby what’s wrong??

Papa Shiki💇🏻: BU-BEAR?! ARE UOU OKDY?!

He giggled softly at his papas texts, misspelled due to his silly worrying.

Bu-Bear🐻: mm ‘kay. In gym bafroom, ddnt mean to but slipped..

He rubbed his nose again, wincing at the slight sting as his ears picked up the quick footfalls, he instantly knew who they were, not even bothering to contain himself as he crawled out of the stall he was hiding in.

Semi and Goshiki realized they probably frightened their teammates as they stood and ran off toward the bathroom, ignoring Tendo’s calls of ‘where’s the fire?’

Goshiki reached Shirabu first, instantly picking him up and setting him in his lap, his arms holding him close in a protective manor. Shriabu latched his hand onto his shirt, clutching tightly as he let more tears fall, nuzzling his nose into Goshikis neck as Semi rubbed a large warm hand over his back.

After a bit of silence, simply holding the boy as he cried, Semi finally spoke up, “Are you gonna tell us what happened, little dove?” He spike softly, his deep voice breaking Shirabu out of his mini cry session. He adjusted himself as he turned in Goshikis lap, looking at his Daddy with his red puffy eyes.

“I swipped and don’t know where fwoppy or dinki is..” he mumbled to them, Goshiki pressing soft kisses to his head to keep him calm. Semi mumbled a small curse, knowing how bad this drop was seeing as he had none of his helpful items. No Floppy the stuffed rabbit or Dinki the pacifier proved to be a rough slip for Shirabu.

“Aww our poor little boy. Daddy’s so sorry, pumpkin. I bet you miss them, huh?” He said, gently cupping one of Shirabu’s tear stained cheeks as he nodded.

“Well we can’t go get them but how about we get you cleaned up, go tell your uncles what happened and we will take you out for a treat for being such a brave boy?” Goshiki said, rubbing Shirabu’s tummy under his shirt, the odd little movement always did wonders to calm him down.

The little nodded his head, knowing his daddy and papa would look after him, putting all his trust into them to make his decisions for him. “Please..” he mumbled, whining softly as Goshiki stood with him, Semi grabbing his things behind them.

He gave a small smile as they stepped back into the gym, coming face to face with the rest of their worried team. Hell even Ushijima stood with a worried look on his usually stoic face. He was lost in playing with the bottom strands of his papas hair as he and his daddy explained to the rest of the team about what happened.

He zoned back in as he was set on the ground, his Papa helping him gather his stuff before he laced their fingers together, leading him out to the rest of their team that was waiting outside. Semi grabbed his free hand, pressing a kiss to his cheek, the whole team smiling at the sound of his now happy giggles as their hands swung.

Shirabu knew then that even without his safety items, he was going to be a-okay. Here In the middle of his daddy and papa, with his precious uncles beside them lightening the mood for them, he was in the safest place his little self could be.