How would Aomine, Murasakibara, Hanamiya, Haizaki and Takao react when they wake up to their s/o braiding their hair and I totally love your blog.
Aomine: You aren’t too far into the process when Aomine wakes up, questioning what you’re doing with his hair. He’s surprised that you’re attempting to braid it, considering the length wasn’t ideal, but lets you continue anyway. If you were going to work so hard to fix his short hair, he way as well let you have some fun.
Takao: He wakes with a start when you accidentally tug on a lock a little too hard. After accepting all your apologies, Takao is actually pretty curious about what he looks like. He hold a mirror up so he can see you work, suggesting different colored hair ties that he wants in his hair when you finish up a braid.
Murasakibara: There’s a complaining groan from him when he realizes what you’re doing to his hair; his siblings would do this to him all the time. It’s only slightly better this time because you’re the one making the braids, so Murasakibara sits back and just takes it, hoping for you to be finished soon.
Hanamiya: You’re halfway through a second braid when he wakes up and starts swatting your hands away from his head. There’s an annoyed growl in the back of Hanamiya’s throat as he tries to undo the one you’d already completed. Now his hair would look wavy on that side of his head for the rest of the day.
Haizaki: His hair was usually in cornrows, so he was used to the tedious process of getting it braided. Haizaki doesn’t put up much of a fight when you start off his hair normally. It’s when you start tying off the ends with cute ribbons that he actually has to stop you, not wanting something so froufrou in his hair.
(Slight adult AU) Using the following knuckleheads; Aomine, Kagami, Kiyoshi, Takao, and Hayama… their wives just gave birth a couple of weeks ago and the guys are seriously just wanting some TLC (*cough* sex *cough*) but their wives are not having it. (“It’s too soon” they say) How would the guys attempt to get their wives to do it? (only to fail)
Kagami: Hands on her waist as she leans up against him on the sofa, Kagami would have been perfectly content just laying there with her if not for the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. His hands squeeze at her, preparing himself to ask if they could move to the bedroom, but…
“I think I hear the baby crying,” she says, moving away from him before the words can even leave his mouth.
Kiyoshi: The kiss he gives her a little more fervent, one hundred and ten percent of his emotions behind it. She can feel his tongue flicking out, brushing against her bottom lip and asking for permission. Before she can even give it, he’s moving on to her throat, nipping the sensitive skin.
“We can’t, Teppei,” she whispers, knowing that if she didn’t stop him now she wouldn’t be able to later.
Aomine: His hands are on her shoulders, sneakily slipping under the fabric of her dress. He had come to her with the excuse of giving her a nice massage after a long day of taking care of their baby, but as his finger crept lower and his touch became softer, she was quickly catching on to his other intentions.
“Not tonight, Daiki,” she sighed, moving away from his touch just as his fingers grazed the edges of her bra.
Takao: When he had smacked her ass, Takao had done it playfully, but now he was reminiscing about all their wild nights in the bedroom that had led up to the birth of their first child. And he was craving the fun they had under the covers once more. A smirk crawled onto his face, but she quickly caught on.
“We’re not doing any of that until the baby is older,” she scolded, walking away before he could attempt to coax her onto his side.
Hayama: The groaning whine that left his lips was right up against her ear. Hayama was whispering dirty words to her, hoping to get her back in the mood as he pressed himself against her, but she seemed to be just as stubborn as ever. He just couldn’t win.
“You have a left hand,” she scoffed playfully, escaping his grasp before he could literally drag her to the bedroom.
Idol!AU for Akashi, Himuro, Takao, and Kise and their s/o is their biggest fan. Something sweet and fluffy
Kise: The life size cardboard cutout of himself had been a gift from him of all people, his excuse being that even if he wasn’t around, you’d still have him around. It was completely and utterly cheesy
some might argue a little creepy
but you absolutely adored it. Often Kise would tease that he’d get jealous if you loved it too much with him around. It came to the point he actually covered it with his jacket whenever he was over for a visit.
Takao: It had been love at first sight, he swore, when his eyes met yours. He was on stage and you were in the front row of his audience, standing on your feet and screaming his name as he waved at the crowd. When he reached for your hand and he felt that spark, the one that told him you were perfect, he knew he would never let you go. Takao was glad he’d found you right after the performance and asked you out right then and there.
Himuro: You had been nervous to let him into your room and for good reason, though it wasn’t what he had expected at all. It wasn’t unsettling to see all of his posters hanging up on your wall; after all, he’d gotten used to seeing himself in magazines on a daily basis. In fact, Himuro thought it was cute that you’d been a fan of his for such a long time. Now that you were together with the real deal though, he was sure the posters would no longer be a necessity.
Akashi: There was no way you would have agreed to his idea if he had not tricked you into it. Unfortunately, Akashi had a way with words that often led to him getting what he wanted, which was why you found yourself standing next to him on stage as he introduced you to the audience and possibly the world. The words he said, calling you beautiful, amazing, and every other compliment in the book, didn’t hold a light to when he called you his love.
Hiii there!!!(i'm the same anon as the aomine one hehehehe) i was wondering if i could request a Shintarou scenario where he introduces his girlfriend to the team(? Wiii (I totally love your blog and your writing so good luck! I support you!)
AN: Awww this is cuuuteeee although it’s probably going to be short ! ; ~ ; damn I’m sorry for the late reply LOL.
“Stop fidgeting,” Midorima said, squeezing your shoulder reassuringly. You both stood outside of his team’s favorite okonomiyaki shop waiting to go inside. It was your first time meeting his team ever since you started dating about a month ago, and in sum, you were a nervous wreck.
“I can’t help it! What if they don’t like me?” You asked, crinkling the hem of your new blouse.
“Nonsense. Why would they?”
“What if they think I’m not, you know…. pretty enough for you?”
Midorima turned you around to face him directly. He was much taller than you, so he hovered over you quite easily. Your eyes widened as he leaned in closer to your face, unsure what he was going to do next.
Raising his taped hand, he gently poked your forehead.
“Stop thinking things like that.” Sure, it wasn’t the most comforting words in the world, but as he tucked your loose hair behind your ear, you suddenly felt the weight lift off of your shoulders. You blushed brightly as you kissed his cheek as a thank you.
“Ok ~ Let’s head in!”
“Was that all I needed to do to get you excited?”
“Yes, now come on! I’m hungry!”
You grabbed his hand and lead him into the restaurant. It was an intimate restaurant and a tight squeeze with a team of basketball players in the middle. You immediately recognized Takao, your boyfriend’s confidant, as he flipped the okonomiyaki in the air. He gazed up and waved at you frantically.
“Shin-chan!! _____-chan!! Welcome!”
“Quit yelling!” a guy with spikey brown hair hissed.
You looked up to see Midorima rub the bridge of his nose annoyingly. He led you to the table and the team eyed you curiously.
“Don’t look so ashamed of us, Midorima!” The long haired blond said, pointing his chopsticks at Midorima. “So this is the famous _____-chan, eh?”
“Yes. _____, this is Kiyoshi-senpai.”
You bowed. “H-hello!”
“Isn’t she cute! Hey, can she be our manager?” Takao’s eyes sparkled.
“Shut up, Takao,” the shorter blond responded.
“So how do you deal with Midorima? What’s your secret?” The first brunette asked.
“Otsubo-senpai, please!” Midorima blushed.
“I bet she wears the pants in the relationship.” The second one asked.
“Relaaaax ~!” Takao scooted over on the bench and patted the seat gentle. “Come come! I’ve warmed the seat up for the both of you!”
The whole night, you smiled at the way Midorima interacted with his team. Even as his girlfriend, you hadn’t yet met the very true Midorima because he was still a little nervous around you. But tonight, you were able to experience his true self in whole, and it warmed your heart. That night, you ate and talked for hours on end until the restaurant finally closed.
“Bye, Shin-chan! _____-chan!” Takao called as you and the team parted ways.
“They’re a charming team,” you commented, taking a hold of Midorima’s hand.
“They’re a handful.”
“And you’re not?” You joked.
“N-Not like them!”
“Oh, please.” You laughed. “Well thank you for introducing me to your team. I thought I’d never meet them!”
“It’s not my fault your activities interfere with mine,” he pouted slightly. “Of course I would let you all meet one day.”
“Really? Why’s that?”
He cleared his throat and looked away from you out of embarrassment. His cheeks flushed pink once more, something you noticed he does often around you, and you thought it was the cutest thing.
“Well ~?” you ushered.
“Because you both mean a lot to me. It wouldn’t feel right if you never met.”
Your eyes sparkled admiringly as you lunged yourself forward to plant kisses all over his face.
“W-What are you doing!?”
“You’re so cute!”
“Quit it, your neighbors are staring!”
“Let them stare, Shintaro!”
You gave him one last kiss on the lips before you pulled yourself away. He held onto your fingertips as you started to walk away, not wanting to let you go.
“I’ll see you tomorrow for dinner?” you asked. “Can we get yakisoba?”
Midorima’s lips twitched at your child-like nature. “Anything for you.”