#iwaizumi scenarios
#06OSAKATIME
cautious & safe → hajime iwaizumi x reader smau
being part of a content house is harder than you think whenever you are new to the crew. though everyone in the house seem to like you, only one seems to resent your presence.. or is it because of what happened in the past?
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— yes. i did put a lyric from olivia rodrigos song in this.
— hajime is still in love with y/n but he doesn’t know what to do about the guilt he is carrying around.
— keiji and y/n begin to get closer during the groups time at osaka.
a/n: i stan everyone shipping kenma and y/n. they are so adorable.
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kinktober day 9: iwaizumi hajime + somnophilia
cw. nsfw, mdni, [consented] somnophilia, vaginal penetration, mentions of masturbation, praise, slight overstimulation [blink and you’ll miss it]
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it’s not most mornings when iwaizumi gets to wake up so peacefully. normally he’s waking up at the crack of dawn to the sound of his loud alarm, rummaging to turn it off before it wakes you. and every one of those days he wishes he could stay a little longer, that he could wrap his arms around your waist to see you wake up when the sun hits your eyes through the window.
thank god it’s his day off, he couldn’t handle another day touching himself in the shower to the thought of your sleeping form.
“h-hajime” you stutter. he grins, even in your sleep you’re thinking about him, whispering his name in such a sultry tone, could it have to do with the fact that he was rubbing the head of his cock along your folds?
“shh, you’re doing so good” he whispers, lazily stroking his cock alongs your cunt, and slowly slipping in. you’re still sore from last night, but he’s sure you’ll enjoy waking up to him filling you up to the brim with his cock, he can tell by the way a small gasp slips from your lips.
he cursed to himself, frustrated at himself for not being able to hold back. it’s your damn face, that blissful expression you have, your parted lips and the slight blush on your face, it drives him crazy. the grip on your waist tightens up, his fingers digging into the skin while he pulls out and slips back into you.
he does his best not to wake you yet, he’d much rather you wake up with his cum dripping down your thighs, but a few thrusts and your eyes are fluttering open, along with your whines and cries.
“ah- hajime! hajime, f-fuck!” you curse, desperately pawing at the sheets, looking for relief while you buck your hips back to meet his pace. his hand slips down your stomach, spreading your lips and gently rubbing your clit.
when you gave him full permission to do whatever he pleased with you while you were sleeping, you caught him by surprise. it’s not to say he didn’t enjoy the idea of having his way with you while you slept, but he always thought of you as such a dainty little thing. that’s why, even now as he takes you when you’re most vulnerable, he’s still gentle with you, his thrusts hard but slow at the same time, gently building up your orgasm.
“god, you look so beautiful like this, my pretty girl” he groans, leaving love bites along the skin of the back of your neck. his praise makes you clench around him, making it hard for him to keep bucking his hips into you, but making it more rewarding for him, knowing he was making his pretty girl feel thisgood.
“f-fuck iwa, ‘m gonna cum, please don’t stop, p-please” you whine, tears rolling down your cheeks. his fingers skillfully speed up, knowing just what he had to do to push you over the edge and give you your well deserved orgasm.
you cum around him, your whole body shaking and trembling under his touch, and god with the way you kept chanting his name over and over like a prayer, he followed shortly after, spilling his cum into you.
his thrusts were sloppy from his orgasm, but he didn’t feel like stopping until you tapped your hand on his shoulder, wordlessly telling him it was too much. he sighed in relief, happy to finally fulfill the fantasy that had been haunting his head for the past few days.
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you and iwaizumi always had your differences, but you’d never shied from them.
“that’s why we work”, you tell your friends, “opposites attract, don’t they?”
and after seeing how well you two work they laugh and agree, noting how it was hilarious to see someone as soft-spoken as you with someone as brash as iwaizumi.
it’s like second nature, you think. having been friends with him and oikawa since your middle school years, you’ve gotten used to the bluntness of the former ace — learned to love it, even.
that isn’t to say your differences never got in the way.
iwaizumi sighs, “i don’t see why it’s such a big deal.”
you scoff, “that’s the problem! i waited for you for four years. now you expect me to wait some more?”
“it’ll only be for a year!” he exclaims, “you know it’s my dream to train the olympic team, it’s not my fault you can’t move with me.”
“and why would i root up my life for you when you would never give me that consideration?” you ask softly, trying to maintain some semblance of peace.
“because i actually have a meaningful job! i’m not some barista, y/n, i can’t just get another job at another godforsaken coffee shop like you can.” he yells
you reel back, shocked. “why would you say that, haji? that was mean.”
“we’ll,sorry i’m not feeling the nicest right now. my bad for being upset when my girlfriend for almost five years now is arguing with me over an inconsequential thing!” he snarks
“inconsequential? you call moving to a completely different city inconsequential? it might be for you, but not for me hajime. i have friends here, i have a life that i made for myself while you were gone for four years!” you sigh, exasperated, “this won’t be going anywhere, will it?”
knowing what you’re about to say, his eyes widen. “no, we can sort this out, yeah? c’mon doll, you know we can get through this.”
you smile softly in resignation. “i don’t think we can, my love.”
“but i don’t wanna lose you” he says, grabbing a hold of your hand.
you lift your joined hands to your mouth and place a soft kiss on his for the last time.
“i don’t want to lose you either, love, but neither of us will be backing down anytime soon. so go, follow your dreams wherever they take you, alright?” you say softly.
he shakes his head and refuses to let go, “i don’t want to, not without you.”
“ah but you must, haji. our paths are taking us in different directions.” you smile, your eyes filled with tears. “so you have to go and be great, because i’ll be watching you every step of the way.”
he cries then, knowing there’s nothing he could say to change your mind. so you stay like that, both sobbing in each other’s arms for god knows how long.
“so this is really it?” he asks, eyes puffy and nose red.
“you nod, for a little, until i can handle being just friends with you. i know you’ll do amazing, love. think of me when something good happens, yeah?” you ask
“no one else would cross my mind, doll.” he promises, and pressed a kiss on your forehead before leaving your apartment.
you sigh, more tears escaping your treacherous eyes. you never did get to tell him about your condition, huh? the one that promised to take you after a couple years. it’s better this way you reason, a clean break.
that night, you go to bed dreaming of a life with iwaizumi, where you moved with him. a life without having to worry about this stupid condition.
little did you know he dreamt of you as well. a life with you, where you grow old together.
opposites do attract, and soulmates do exist— but they were meant to be, not meant to last.
aha hii <3 this really sucks but i’m just getting back into the groove of it loves hope u missed me
warnings: n/a, college au, gn!reader
❣︎anon: ca-can I request Mattsun or Iwa with a girlfriend who can fall asleep anywhere and everywhere. or like when they go to visit here at her house she’s always buried under 5-10 blankets.
❥iwaizumi hajime:
☽ the type to come barging into your room after a full day of college with a huge frown on his face
☽ “why the hell weren’t you at college today?” he demands roughly. and even though he’s annoyed you’re missing your classes, he can’t help but feel his heart flutter when you rise from the heap of blankets smothering you, hair messy and a sleepy smile on your face
☽ “hm, i overslept.” you mumble groggily. “but i did my assignments, i promise.” and iwaizumi can’t help but laugh quietly when he realises you probably went straight back to sleep after finishing your work
☽ likes to snuggle in bed with you, loving when you rest your head on his chest as he goes on his phone, telling you about his day whilst you sleepily hum in acknowledgement
☽ he doesn’t really nap but he’ll cuddle you as you do and being a human heater, you end up shedding the blankets. but if he ends up leaving to go back to his own place, he’ll tuck you back in neatly with all the blankets, giving your sleeping form a kiss on the head
☽ iwaizumi’s a bit more strict when you fall asleep everywhere- if you’re in class or at the cinema, he won’t hesitate to nudge you awake, giving a sharp eye but once they’re over you can sleep for as long as you’d like
☽ absolutely adores when you fall asleep on him during car rides or on public transport, he’ll carefully position your head on his shoulder so your neck won’t ache and will enjoy feeling protective of you and trusted by you
❥matsukawa issei:
☽ i kinda headcanon him as sleepy and lazy himself so if you’re cancelling a date because you’re tired, matsukawa won’t hesitate to respond with ‘lol mood’
☽ whenever you fall asleep in class or at the library or during film night, initially matsukawa will find you adorable and coo at your sleeping form
☽ but then he’ll take it as an opportunity to have his fun- he’ll take selfies with your drooling face and record your snores to play it back to you or blow on your face to snicker at how you twitch but he’ll never wake you up out of your slumber, eventually positioning you properly so you don’t get aches
☽ he’ll definitely buy you a travel neck pillow as a heartwarming gift or fluffy blankets
☽ after a long day of class, matsukawa will always invite himself back to yours and the two of you will just get into bed, burying yourselves under the pile of blankets to have a nap
☽ mutual friends can never reach either of you because you’re both always asleep together
☽ whilst you’re both waiting for slumber to take you, matsukawa will either playfight with you, using the cushion and blankets as leverage or he’ll have soft, emotional chats with you, gazing at you so sweetly till your eyelids finally close
☽ if you fall asleep on public transport, matsukawa jokes that he won’t wake you up and will let you miss your stop but he never does
Thinking about Hajime Iwaizumi (27) Athletic Trainer
psst.
hey.
hello?
is anyone reading this right now?
oh right, you are. hi there! i see you
yeah, you! the one on the other side of the screen, reading this! who else would i be talking to?
guess who it issssssssss ⚡️⚡️⚡️
was that obvious enough?
no?
okay, how about this?
ahem.
ROOOOOLLLLLLIIIIIINGGGGGGGG THUUUUUUUNDERRRRRRRRRRR ‼️
eh? eh? get me now?
…
anyway.
it’s ya boy, nishinoya here!
i mean, i thought it was going to be obvious. i did break the fourth wall a few chapters ago, after all.
you did notice, right?
(tsukishima did too kinda, but like—i’m better, obviously.)
why am i here, you may ask?
both she and i agreed that you guys have had your fill of cliffhangers, and she asked me to set the record straight for you guys!
with minimum spoilers, obviously.
so,rumor has it. pretty wild ride, huh?
i always knew seijoh was up to something, but damn, iwaizumi was really a douche, wasn’t he? still kinda upset we weren’t allowed to fight him, ngl.
but besides the point! kiro left you, in the finale, at another cliff hanger. ANOTHER ONE.
i scolded her but she likes to be dramatic, so there was no stopping her.
what a sadist.
—is what i WOULD say if this final cliff hanger didn’t have any meaning to it!
very up in the air for rhi readers! will you accept iwaizumi’s apology? will you two be destined to meet again and try again in timeskip? or have your paths finished crossing, and it’s finally time to move on?
ahhhh i love being dramatic.
i gotta say, honestly—that last part left me kinda emotional.
BUT I DIDN’T CRY! no. i would never.
but in that final part where he reached out and asked for forgiveness and a second chance when your paths cross again … SHEEEEEEEESH i felt that in bones. manly moment.
in the end, you were left with two final choices. after much debate and thought, kiro came up with two official endings:
thetrueending, and the secret-but-not-really-secretending.
secret ending sounds cool, but it’s really not a secret, since they’re quite literally being posted at the same time. but she had no other name for it, so secret ending will have to do.
let me break these endings down for you, without spoiling too much! i think kiro would throw me into a dumpster if i happened to spoil too much.
so, the true ending.
well, you forgive him.
yeah, that’s pretty much the extent to what i’m allowed to say.
she calls it the “true” ending because the smau is an iwaizumi x f!reader series, so she thought it would be a little awkward to end the series with you and him not ending up together.
and yes, this is the true ending. now don’t be calling y/n a loser or stupid for forgiving him, she was a girlboss all series long.
the secret ending was made because kiro understands that for many, any kind of infidelity—physical or emotional—is something they would never forgive. she herself would probably never forgive iwaizumi either, honestly.
so, if it wasn’t obvious already, the secret ending will follow an epilogue where you, in fact, do not forgive him. you kick him to the curb, and continue on with your life. this is where your and his story ends.
but yeah, that sums it up! both epilogues will start out the same, but you’ll be able to read for yourself when they start branching off to their respective endings. it’s pretty cool, i must say.
she’ll have them both posted soon!
with the endings posted, rumor has it will finally have come to an end.
oh, and she’s gonna be posting a Q&A after all is said and done, for anything that still hasn’t been answered or just in general. now that the series will be over, there’s no reason for her to remain mysterious.
isn’t she the sweetest?
please put in a good word for me and tell her i didn’t slack off in being a fourth-wall-breaker MC.
i think i’ve said all that i’ve been instructed to say, so i’ll leave you with this final thing.
it was awesome to speak with you! on behalf of kiro, thank you for sticking through rumor has it, amidst her spontaneous and intermittent scheduling! she really hopes you enjoyed the series.
and with that, concludes my job here as an MC. i did pretty good, if i do say so myself. noya, out!
oh and another thing before i wrap things up completely—expect something related to saudade soon. ;)
wait fuck i don’t think i was allowed to say that
LOL YOLO OKAY BYE
so, with that said,
what ending is right for you, y/n?
will you forgive hajime iwaizumi?
or will your future not be foreseen with him by your side?
the choice is yours.
so, choose wisely.
LOL JK, both endings will be posted so when the time comes you can just choose which ending to read whenever you want.
[ TO BE UPDATED ! ]
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# finale ༉‧ to forgive or forget
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✧ ｡ synopsis : though hajime has reassured you time and time again that you two attending different schools would be plenty manageable in your guys’ relationship, your imagination is left to wander when he slowly begins to ghost you.
જ — a/n : i think it’s very characteristic of me to post the finale off schedule but after a long ride, we’ve reached the end… or have we?
the only reason why you wanted first say in what you two were going to be discussing was solely because you didn’t trust the determination written clear on his face. it held you a bit on edge, yet he showed no reaction to your uneasiness. maybe he was expecting this, but it was all the more reason why you needed to get what you wanted to say in first.
unfortunately, you didn’t have much in mind you wanted to say. either way, you were at a loss. “i don’t know if i’ve put into words just how confused you’ve made me since… all of this started,” you began, taking it slow for your own sake—some extra time for thoughts to process. hajime kept his mouth sealed shut, but by the looks of his shaky hands folded together in front of him on the table, he still had jittery nerves. that gave you some relief. you needed at least some control in this situation.
“i would’ve never thought of me moving schools as anything long distance. we’re literally in the same prefecture. you drove me to karasuno everyday! i could easily see you every weekend, and you know i’d always be happy to cancel other events to be with you. you’ve been the one for me for as long as i can remember. i don’t know why that changed.” once the ball started rolling, you needed to be honest with yourself, and with him. this conversation should’ve happened long ago—at least it’s better than never. you felt strangely brave in that moment, being able to open up about everything you had been thinking about. even if you hadn’t prepared everything properly, at least you had enough in you to give him a piece of your mind.
“i understand that me switching schools for our last year may have been hard on you,” you continued, keeping your eyes firmly glued to his. “i missed seeing you everyday. i was also guilty of missing being able to see your face at any given moment. but at least i knew that if i missed you, all i had to do was take out my phone and send a text, or even call. i’d be able to hear from you, just like that. i’d be able to tell you that i miss you, and we’d go out together until the evening. we could do that as many times as you needed, hajime. i wanted to be able to see you everyday. we could’ve made that happen, and you know that just as well as i do.”
“i know that now,” you heard him murmur under his breath, a deep sigh escaping his lips. “i came to that understanding too late.”
“i wouldn’t have even cared about your so-called family friend of yours.” that wasn’t completely true—you’d still make sure that nothing would happen between the two, but of course you would never restrict him from seeing people. but now that you knew just how vile someone could be, you had every right to be even more on edge. “all you had to do was talk to me, hajime. communicate. the same thing we’ve done for countless years, even before we started going out. all i wanted was for you to trust me. tell me that you’re worried, concerned about us. tell me how you’re feeling. i don’t care if you seem overly clingy or possessive or whatever bullshit excuse you want to spew. you’re not perfect. i know that, because i’m not perfect either.”
you caught yourself beginning to raise your voice. heads began to turn, causing you to pause for a moment. iwaizumi sat with shock in his features, both impressed and fearful of all you’ve said so far. whatever thoughts were running through his brain, he’d have to wait his turn to dish out everything he wanted you to know. this was your moment. you deserved this, more than anyone.
“you’re not perfect,” you repeated, “and neither am i. you always remind me that even with my imperfections, i was worthy of love. your love. but you never let me say that it goes the same way for you, too.”
“y/n…” he started off with your name, but you held up a hand to interrupt.
“but this goes beyond imperfections,” you continued, getting past your first round of thoughts. “this goes beyond mistakes, beyond little quirks that i could easily skim over. you went behind my back because of your insecurities, and regardless if you understood what you were doing or not, you began pursuing someone who wasn’t me. i don’t know if you’d consider it cheating, but you betrayed my trust. you lied to me, hajime. who knows what would’ve happened if i never ended up finding out the way i did? would i be sitting here having this conversation with you right now? maybe i’d be sitting at home, crying into my pillow that i never knew how you were feeling because you never tried reaching out to me.”
“i never realized just how much…” iwaizumi spoke up softly, his lips pressed together in between phrasing. “i didn’t know that this affected you so much. i’m really, truly sorry. i don’t know how many times i have to say it, but i’ll say and do anything to prove it.”
“that’s not the point, hajime. that’s not my point at all.” you snapped at him, causing him to stop anything else he was going to say next. “i know you’re sorry, you don’t have to spell it out for me. you proved that to me the last time we spoke like this. i’ve known you long enough to figure out when you’re honest and when you’re not.”
“then what is the—”
“my point is that your actions now reflect our outcome in the future.” after weeks of beating around the bush, this was it. this had to be it. this is what you needed to tell him. “this is small scale, hajime. nothing about this is long distance. so what would happen if we actually tried? you’re going abroad, i know you’ve had your eyes set on america. i’d never stop you, but what’s going to happen then? to us? could we really handle distance on an international scale? international. it won’t be just not seeing each other outside of school hours. we won’t be able to see each other, ever.”
“i know.” he nodded. “i’ve thought about it, a lot.”
“it’s going to take more than just thinking about it to actually do something about it,” you retorted. “i want to believe that we’d do okay, but as far as things turned out, obviously i was wrong. more than wrong.”
“do you know where we stand, then?” iwaizumi stared at you long and hard, his eyes holding no malice yet steeled, searching in yours for answers. “how do you feel about us?”
simple words, yet you paused. any rhythm you had dissipated into thin air, now that he was backing you into a corner about the one thing you were supposed to be thinking about since taking time away from reaching out to one another. any conclusion you could’ve reached was much harder than you anticipated. to drop your first love would be putting yourself first, and would certainly be the right thing to do, would it not?
would it really be that easy to never see hajime again? to drop everything you two had?
“i don’t know.” your eyes drifted to the floor below your booth, twiddling your fingers in between your lap. “i don’t know, i want to make the right decision and not regret it. but i’ll end up having regrets either way.”
"y/n, please look at me.” his voice was tender, and you listened to him. hajime looked at you with a smile, but you saw the sadness pooling within the emeralds of his eyes. “for your sake, make the right decision. you know what it is. if you can’t make that decision, i think it’s best if i make that decision for you.”
your heart dropped to your stomach. what?
“hajime,” you breathed, sitting up straighter. you felt chills run down your spine as he, too, sat up straighter—as if preparing himself. “what are you—”
“while you did some reflecting,” he began, “i, too, was doing some thinking about myself, and how i could provide in our relationship. but clearly, i haven’t been doing anything for our relationship. quite the opposite.”
you couldn’t process what he was trying to say. he had taken over the spotlight. “i didn’t know i’d react so badly to you not being with me,” he continued, watching your panicked silence, “and acted immaturely. it was a moment of weakness i could’ve easily talked to you about, but i thought that i’d be selfish by adding more to your plate by pushing my problem onto you. that was wrong of me, and i know that now. i always tell you to put your problems on me when you need someone to lean on, yet i always forget that it should be a two way street.”
“where are you… where are you going with this?”
this wasn’t what you had in mind at all. watching hajime iwaizumi understand the full weight of his actions, and forcibly trying to make things right by…
no. he’s not really going to…?
“i didn’t want to come to this decision. i knew that i would get hurt, and you as well. i really, really didn’t want to do this.” he pressed his lips together, swallowing a nervous lump in your throat. you felt your stomach arise angrily like crashing waves, feeling queasy and sick to the gut. “but after talking to someone about this, i realized that even if i made up with you—and by some miracle, have a second chance—i don’t know how i’d be able to handle being in a different country, time zone, environment.”
talking to someone. a realization popped into your head.
“suga,” you whispered. “you talked to him?”
hajime’s eyes widened slightly, before slowly nodding his head. “i did.”
“what did he say?”
“things that should’ve been common sense.” he paused momentarily. “if i asked for a second chance now, i know i’d end up blowing it in a matter of a few months. i originally wanted to ask for a second chance, but after reaching out to him and doing some more thinking, i realized that asking for a second chance now would not benefit either of us. you especially.”
the more you listened to him speak, the more you felt like crawling out of your skin. it was an out of body experience—something you wanted to run away from. “hajime, i don’t know what you’re trying to say.”
“yes you do, y/n. i know you better than that.”
“please,” you then pleaded, your eyes in a frenzy and your breath panicky. “please tell me what you’re trying to say.”
there sat your boyfriend, his eyes watery and his hands clenched tightly into fists as to not cause a scene. he was right—you saw this coming. even from miles away, you knew it was over.
“i don’t deserve a second chance,” he mumbled, any energy devoid from his body. “i don’t deserve you, not with how i’ve been acting since you’ve switched schools. i’m not ready for a long distance relationship, and i’d hurt you. since the beginning, that’s the last thing i ever want to do, but all i’ve done since this year started is hurt you, even if it was never my intention.”
the words echoed. ringing in your ears like a blow horn. whatever nightmare this was, you wanted out. but no matter how hard you could pinch yourself, you wouldn’t wake up from reality.
“this means… we’re really breaking up for good, aren’t we?”
now that you said it, it was like it had been manifested into reality. neither of you liked the sound of it—with all the time you spent together, even when you two were just friends, it was always you two against the world. the natural click you and hajime bonded over was something soulmates wished they had. the two young children who could spend hours alone and talk about every corner of the world would’ve never been able to guess a simple school change would be the end of something beautiful.
“i believe that time away from each other would be best,” he responded after a moment’s hesitation. “for both of us.”
you really didn’t know how to properly react. truthfully, you would’ve been able to react better to him begging for a second chance—not him pursuing a break up. you should’ve been on board with this.
thiswas the conclusion you were thinking of, weren’t you?
was there a part of you that would’ve overruled your better judgement and taken him back?
“i really wish it didn’t have to be this way,” you admitted, feeling your stomach churn in storms. you really didn’t—he hurt you, but he never had ill intentions. it was a series of unfortunate events that occurred one after the other. you cursed the universe for putting you in such a predicament.
“i have one more thing to say,” he added, watching as you hesitated on standing up. “and i want you to answer truthfully. please.”
what else was there to say? everything was already said and done. one more minute spent here and you’d probably break down—something you really weren’t in the mood to do.
“hajime, i don’t know what else—”
“you never let me answer your question,” he intercepted, carefully reaching a hand out to stop you from leaving. “i want to follow up on that.”
one last thing, you thought to yourself. at this point, you’d had enough. you glanced at tooru out the window, who had his back against the two of you. you envisioned yourself sprinting out the door and into his arms, wanting nothing more than to just escape. leave.
“one last thing, hajime.” the pain in your voice was clear. “then i think it’s best to go our separate ways.”
“you asked if we were breaking up for good,” he then responded. “and i only responded with that it would be best for us to spend time away from each other. for each of our sakes.”
“you did.” that was obvious enough. “i don’t know where you’re going with this.”
he reached out his hand on the table, palm facing upwards. an invitation for you to place your hand in his. your heart lurched out of your chest.
“i love you, y/n. i really do.” you looked into his eyes and felt your stomach flutter. you knew hajime, and that all-knowing look in his eyes—he meant every word. “i will work to better myself. i swear it. you may not believe me now, but i’ll live up to that promise—not just for your sake, but for myself as well.”
a dramatic confession. what a way to get the waterworks going. and as you lifted a hand to your eye, you noticed it was working.
“in the near distant future, if we happen to cross paths again one day—i want to know, truthfully—” you held your breath, and he spoke his next few words with a puffed chest.
“will you give me another chance?”
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“baby steps”
iwaizumi x reader
genre: domestic fluff (dad/husband iwa)
note: here comes my baby fever word vomit. this also had not been edited.
about fifteen months ago, you told iwaizumi that you were pregnant with his child through the phone as he was at work. you remember ushijima of all people answering hesitantly informing you that your husband had needed a minute, having just fainted.
he’d ended the training with the team early, rushing back to you, engulfing you in his arms the moment he saw you. since then, he took care of you, helping you through out the struggles of pregnancy: holding your hair back whenever you had morning sickness and concocting whatever food you craved, no matter how gross.
six months ago, he held your hand in the delivery room as you gave birth to your daughter. after nearly ten hours of labor, you held your daughter in your arms. looking over to your side, iwaizumi was too shocked to even express himself. his glassy eyes giving away his emotions.
“hajime,” you cooed, just as speechless as him. in your arms you cradled the small infant as iwaizumi’s arm wrapped around her. looking at him with a soft gaze, you brought her to him, “hold her, love.”
he held his breath, holding her like she was made of glass. you watched, your felt the same flutter in your heart when you first met your husband. iwaizumi smiled, both to you and to your daughter, finally letting go of a sigh. he leaned towards her, gently placing a kiss on her forehead. over the moon was an understatement.
iwaizumi looks at you lovingly, “i love you.” he reminds you, and you return the feeling. iwaizumi lets a single joyous tear run down his cheek, “i love us.”he mentions the new human resting in his arms.
now, six long, sleepless months after that, your daughter, mizuki, is just over a year old. iwaizumi can’t believe it, it feels like he just blinked his eyes and his little girl was already getting so much bigger.
he’s seen all the milestones, her first word, which he proudly reminds everyone were ‘da-da’ to which you only teased: “nine months of pregnancy, ten hours of labor only for her to like you more.”
now, your daughter, stands between the two of you in her nursery, it’s past her bedtime and the olympics start tomorrow. everyone of you should be in bed but both you and iwaizumi watch her with wide eyes.
“get your camera haji.” you instruct him. she’s been close to taking her first steps for a while, was this really going to be it?
“come to da-da, mizuki.” he calls, his arms wide and ready to catch her in case she trots over to him and falls. to which she giggles at her name being said. mizuki took one step and both of you cheered with glee.
iwaizumi was still recording, another step, you sat behind her, encouraging her to go towards iwaizumi. a big smile was displayed across your face as she finally made it, her last steps being more of hopes.
“she did it! she did it!” you both chanted, iwaizumi gave her a big kiss to the forehead ending the video. you sat back, watching with happy tears forming in your eyes.
mizuki was clapping her hands, joining in on the excitement as she sat in iwaizumi’s arm. the two of you stood and he brought you and his daughter in for one big hug.
he too, was feeling all the emotions he assumed his own parents felt when he took his first steps. it was a moment he didn’t think he’d ever experience with anything else. he kissed your lips, adrenaline pumping through your veins.
you praised your daughter, catching iwaizumi staring at you. you grinned, unaware of the thought on his mind.
he was so in love with not just you but with the family you two had created. that no matter how things went down at the olympics tommrow, that this would be his happiest, proudest moments.
