Alexastacio

What a beautiful day it was - the sun was shining, the birds were chirping and flowers were blooming; it was a perfect day for a spring wedding.   Everyone was hustling and bustling around you trying to make sure that everything was in place. You tried to help but they told you not to, you had done enough they said. You were the one who did the most in the months leading up to this day so they said you should take it easy and enjoy the special day.   With nothing to do, you decided to disturb the groom and groomsmen to see what they were up to.   You knock twice on the door. "Is everyone decent? I'm coming in."   A round of 'yes's came from b

You were eager to wear your new dress and show it to Kuroo, you knew he’d definitely like it. Just a few more stops till you were at your destination. In the cloud of your excitement, you didn’t notice a man who was watching you. It seems like you weren’t the only one who thought you looked good in the dress. Finally, you were at your stop. You rushed off the train and to the exit, not noticing the man following you. When Kuroo and Kenma came into view, you did a little twirl to show off your new dress. “You look good, babe. You look good in anything,” Kuroo said while giving you a quick peck on the lips. 

Was it just you or has that man been following you? You felt his gaze on your back. You could hear his footsteps from almost right behind you.   He had been following you since the convenience store. He probably knew that you’ve realised he was following you, he didn’t really bother trying to hide it anyway. When you looked at him, he shot you a smile that made your skin crawl.   What were you going to do? You didn’t want him to follow you home and find out where you live but there was also no way you could defend yourself were he to attack you. You were just walking with no destination in mind hoping to shake off the man bu

You had left volleyball practice a little earlier today to run some errands for your mom. She wasn’t feeling well and you were the only one that could help her out. You picked up the dry cleaning and sent out some mail, all you had left to do now was to buy some groceries. Since the dry cleaner’s place, you’ve noticed a strange man following you. He followed you from the dry cleaner’s, to the post office and waited outside then followed you to the supermarket. You were getting creeped out and a little scared. You didn’t feel safe walking home alone so you called Daichi. “Sawamura-senpai, there’s a w

An accidental brush of shoulder against shoulder. A tiny smile. A soft touch against his cheek. An excited laugh. An intense stare. It was all too much. Every time she passed by his side, Daichi felt his face fluster. Was she actually playing with him? He watched transfixed as she walked past him, craning her neck to flash him a blinding smile. His cheeks turned bright pink –again- and he wished he were able for once to come up with something clever to say. Instead, completely losing his cool, he looked away with a frustrated pout. He mentally smacked himself. Rather than looking away he wanted to grab her wrist and pull her flush a

If you respect me Don't protect me “__________. You can tell me. I can handle it.” Daichi Sawamura, your longtime boyfriend, sits in front of you with his hands splayed across his knees, his impeccable features creased in anxious anticipation. Out of painful necessity, the ex-volleyball captain had cornered you in the campus library all so he could question you about the condition of your ongoing relationship. For months it seemed like you had been occupying your own world, a lone planet following a pre-destined path completely out of Sawamura’s orbit, and the kind, softhearted male could bear it no more. Stop pretending,

Sawamura Daichi x Reader It was amusing to see so many heads turning to look at you when you stepped into the gym. A myriad of voices called out your name in greeting. Waving at the members of the volleyball team, you held up a large bento box, laughing as they cheered for the promise of a snack. "Alright, back to practice!" The captain's stern voice called out as he walked towards you. "We'll have a break in an hour." A couple of sighs could be heard amidst the squeaking of shoes as the boys got back to their respective drills. "Ever the slave driver, aren't you, Daichi?" You teased. "Someone has to whip these guys into shape." Your boy

   You shuddered at the feeling of familiar calloused hands hiking up your skirt. They wasted no time in shoving your panties to the side, effectively stealing your breath with the way his long fingers gathered up the slick dripping from you.     “You’re wet.” He spoke matter of factly, simply stating his observations. His hot breath tickled the shell of your ear, and your hand gripping the front of his shirt felt the way his diaphragm reverberated as he spoke.You hummed in delight when he slipped a finger into you, and a gasp followed suit when a second digit quickly joined to scissor your insides apart.     “Wakato