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“I just—” he swallowed, bracing himself. “I need you to pretend to be my partner for a few days.”
Hinata’s eyes grew wide and something like hurt flashed over his face. “Pretend? I thought we were partners! At least on the National Team. Aren’t we?”
Tobio restrained the urge to smack him upside the head. “Not like that, idiot! I mean, partner in life! Like a boyfriend!”
Hinata’s mouth snapped shut.
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Tobio and Shouyou enter a fake relationship. Shenanigans ensue, feelings blossom and they finally get it right.
(Based on the Tumblr prompt: "I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyfriend ASAP")
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- Part 4 of Post-timeskip Kagehina Fics
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“Akaashi comes all the way down here just for that?” Atsumu exclaims, disbelief written all over his features. He shakes his head in shame. “If Akaashi doesn’t manage to get married, it’s your fault, Bokkun!”
three times Bokuto should have known he was in love with Akaashi Keiji plus once where he finally does
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“I miss you,” Bokuto says, mournful and tinny over the phone. “Come over this weekend?”
“You just saw me four days ago,” Akaashi reminds, a little amused. He’s going over Tenma’s latest chapter and scribbles out a line of needless dialogue.
“So? That means I’ve been missing you for four whole days!” Bokuto says it like it’s an enormous tragedy. As if four days had felt more like four years. “Don’t you miss me?”
Akaashi is glad Bokuto can’t see how his face flushes with embarrassment.
“Of course I do,” Akaashi says, too softly, with too much feeling. God, how stupid and love-struck he must sound. It’s a good thing Bokuto never seems to notice. “I always— I always miss you.”
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Akaashi Keiji considers himself to be a fairly intelligent person.
Until he meets Bokuto Koutarou, and he starts making some very bad decisions.
Because the only thing stupider than getting into a friends-with-benefits arrangement with your obnoxiously attractive roommate is falling in love with said obnoxiously attractive roommate.
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It’s five hours from Tokyo to Sendai. It’s five years from Fukurodani Academy to the Black Jackals. It’s five sets between win and loss and five seconds to miss that final point. It’s five; the number of Fukurodani’s vice-captain and setter for one blinding, beautiful year. It’s five; like an identity branded into his heart, the only number that holds any meaning for him. Black and white and gold.
“You always pick five,” Udai muses in the wake of the staff betting pool. Akaashi’s not even sure what they’re betting on, aware that his final deadline to have the latest manuscript submitted is in five days.
“Five is a good number.”
It’s five years since Akaashi watched Bokuto step into the light of the future and five years since he last set a volleyball into the air on centre court. It’s been five years, and in not one of them has he forgotten what it felt like to stand beneath the trajectory of a shooting star.
Series
- Part 1 of and the future runs through our bones