Even on the way to report a stalker to the police, Tetsurō could still make you smile. Still, once Tōru had pulled into the lot, your mood inside darkened.
“Ready?” He murmured, sympathetically. You nodded quietly and grabbed the small box of evidence, that being the package, letter, and picture. You just hoped it was enough. “As I’ll ever be,” You muttered.
The police station, although well lit and organized, still gave you an uneasy feeling, despite your attempts to shake it off.
Tōru, who seemed to share your unsettled feelings, guided you towards the front desk with a hand on your back. As you stepped up to the front desk, a blank faced man glanced up at you for a moment before looking back at his things.
“How can I help you?” He asked, clearly bored. You inhaled to calm your nerves before setting the box on the desk. “I’d like to make a report… I’m being stalked.” You saw his eyebrow raise as his gaze flickered to the box.
“And you’re sure?” Put off by his tone, you nodded earnestly. “I am. And I want to make a report.” He sighed, almost as if you were inconveniencing him.
“Name?” You frowned at his tone. “(Y/L/N) (Y/N). Inside the box-“
“Hold on, ma’am, I didn’t ask all that,” He interrupted, clicking his tongue. Stunned, you fell silent, but Tōru clearly wasn’t having it.
“Sir, she’s trying to make a report, so if you would just listen-“ The officer glared, not impressed. “No, you listen. We will get to this ‘stalker’ when we have a chance, but Miyagi is a large prefecture with a lot of crime. I assure you that you’re not in danger, so please calm down.”
Tears of frustration stung your eyes, but you weren’t done yet. “How can you be sure?! You haven’t even looked inside the box! What if he tries something? What, are you only going to believe me then?!”
The officer just handed you a paper, looking positively finished with the conversation. “Ma’am, please, you’re being hysterical. It’s not a matter of believing you or not, it’s a matter of priority. Now, if you could go fill that over there, please, there’s a line you’re holding up.”
You were floored completely. Your hands trembled, threatening to let the paper flutter to the floor. You truly couldn’t believe it. Silent, you walked over to the waiting area, no longer having any words left you in you.
“What is wrong with y-?!” You stopped the peeved brunette in his tracks with a pull to his sleeve. When his eyes landed on you, you simply shook your head, not wanting to escalate the matter further.
You waited until closing the car door to let loose, the day’s heartache leaving you in sobs that seemed to shake your entire being. The feeling of helplessness was just too overwhelming to keep in.
Even on the way to report a stalker to the police, Tetsurō could still make you smile. Still, once Tōru had pulled into the lot, your mood inside darkened.
“Ready?” He murmured, sympathetically. You nodded quietly and grabbed the small box of evidence, that being the package, letter, and picture. You just hoped it was enough. “As I’ll ever be,” You muttered.
The police station, although well lit and organized, still gave you an uneasy feeling, despite your attempts to shake it off.
Tōru, who seemed to share your unsettled feelings, guided you towards the front desk with a hand on your back. As you stepped up to the front desk, a blank faced man glanced up at you for a moment before looking back at his things.
“How can I help you?” He asked, clearly bored. You inhaled to calm your nerves before setting the box on the desk. “I’d like to make a report… I’m being stalked.” You saw his eyebrow raise as his gaze flickered to the box.
“And you’re sure?” Put off by his tone, you nodded earnestly. “I am. And I want to make a report.” He sighed, almost as if you were inconveniencing him.
“Name?” You frowned at his tone. “(Y/L/N) (Y/N). Inside the box-“
“Hold on, ma’am, I didn’t ask all that,” He interrupted, clicking his tongue. Stunned, you fell silent, but Tōru clearly wasn’t having it.
“Sir, she’s trying to make a report, so if you would just listen-“ The officer glared, not impressed. “No, you listen. We will get to this ‘stalker’ when we have a chance, but Miyagi is a large prefecture with a lot of crime. I assure you that you’re not in danger, so please calm down.”
Tears of frustration stung your eyes, but you weren’t done yet. “How can you be sure?! You haven’t even looked inside the box! What if he tries something? What, are you only going to believe me then?!”
The officer just handed you a paper, looking positively finished with the conversation. “Ma’am, please, you’re being hysterical. It’s not a matter of believing you or not, it’s a matter of priority. Now, if you could go fill that over there, please, there’s a line you’re holding up.”
You were floored completely. Your hands trembled, threatening to let the paper flutter to the floor. You truly couldn’t believe it. Silent, you walked over to the waiting area, no longer having any words left you in you.
“What is wrong with y-?!” You stopped the peeved brunette in his tracks with a pull to his sleeve. When his eyes landed on you, you simply shook your head, not wanting to escalate the matter further.
You waited until closing the car door to let loose, the day’s heartache leaving you in sobs that seemed to shake your entire being. The feeling of helplessness was just too overwhelming to keep in.
SIX OF CROWS HAIKYUU!! VERSION just slammed into my brain at top speed and refused to leave.
First version that came into my head was this: Kuroo as Kaz, scheming and always thinking several steps ahead and manipulating others, friends and enemies. Bokuto as Jesper, powerful and has a presence, loves the adrenaline of a fight (or facing a wall of three blockers, whatever), and loud and cheerful (most of the time). Oikawa and Iwaizumi as Nina and Matthias. I probably don’t need to explain to you who is who and why. Matthiwaizumi, of course, lives to a ripe old age, happy and in love with Ninoikawa. That’s what happens, yep.
I ran into an issue with Inej and Wylan. Because to me, Akaashi is quite similar to Inej, quiet but calculating and dangerous and threatening when they want to be. Independent and supportive and unfalteringly loyal, but also keeping their counterpart honest/humble/etc. And Kenma reminds me of Wylan in that he’s not super dedicated to and in love with volleyball in the same way as the others are, like Wylan was not used to the life that the others led before Kaz pulled him in. Also, Kenma is very smart and good at thinking strategically. Wylan was very good at engineering and math, and I feel like Kenma’s video game prowess would lend itself well to learning about technology systems. And Kenma is the least physically threatening out of these six, like Wylan was among the crows. But the way the ships work, Kenma should be Inej and Akaashi should be Wylan… well, it’s an AU, anyway. Akaashinej can be pining after Bokutojesper. And after pulling him in, Kazuroo falls for Wylenma.
Terushima is Kuwei. Smart and flirtatious. Makes Kenma extremely angry by flirting with Kuroo excessively. Tried on Bokuto at first, but Akaashi and his knives put an end to that very quickly. Daishou would probably also work, plus, it would be hilarious to have him flirting incessantly with Kuroo.
Furudate-sensei’s little one-liners / Q&As from the final Haikyuu guidebook! Of course I must collect them all! LET’S GO!!!
*AS ALWAYS I’m still learning the language and cannot guarantee complete accuracy!
All single character comments from different teams!
Daishou Suguru: A serious and hardworking person. If he could learn to be a bit more lazy, I have a feeling it would be good for him. But he’s also good just the way he is. [oh wow oh thank you wow hang on, I’m— ]
Terushima Yuuji: Clever, with a warm / compassionate heart. [thank you sensei, part 2 ]
Hyakuzawa Yuudai: Up until junior high, he was in baseball club. He has some high spacial awareness.
Nakashima Takeru: When he’s angry he’s the type to say, “I don’t even care anymore! Have it your way!” but then sneakily keep tabs on the situation.
Echigo Sakae: Mr. Philosophical. [!!!!! ]
Amanai Kanoka: She’s the type who may look delicate / fragile at first glance, but she eats well, sleeps well, and can reset.
Ikejiri Hayato: This guy really wasn’t putting enough effort into volleyball, but I didn’t want him to just be a doll in the manga.
Towada Yoshiki:Akki-kun[captain of Ohgiminami] told Towada everything that I myself wanted to tell him.
“Seriously Yuji… Don’t you have an appointment or something…?” She mumbled while he was happily singing to himself, making her hair
“Who in their right mind would want a haircut at 7:00am? Sit tight doll, you’re gonna kill at this meeting”
She pouted, sipping on her coffee while he brushed the knots out of her tangled hair… He had sneakily managed to stay the night at hers and surprisingly it didn’t bother her that much. She got used to his presence fast, he almost felt like a roommate… A roommate that wouldn’t stop fucking her…
“Are you nervous?” He asked and she shrugged, “A little, I guess… It’s daunting…” She muttered and he hummed,
“I get what you mean…”
Y/n raised a brow,
“You have meetings in the salon?” She asked and he nodded,
“Not really… I meant the daunting bit. It’s hard trying to share your ideas and get others to understand your perspective…” He said, lacing her locks gently, eyes locking with hers. Y/n stilled when he simply smiled,
“But… If you believe in yourself, you’d be surprised by how much you are capable of.”
He set the braided hair over her shoulder, showing her. Y/n’s eyes widened, her fingers trailed the thick dutch braid… She had no idea how to braid her hair, she always did the standard three stranded braid but this was different…
It looked just like…
“…My mother used to style my hair like this…” She muttered in awe, remembering when her hair had grown longer, her mother even in her sick state loved to braid her hair…
Terushima’s hands pressed her shoulders, his eyes softening with sympathy.
“Hey, turn around” He muttered and she faced him. He knew this was a sensitive topic and he didn’t want to stir her emotions before her day began. Instead he lifted her chin, staring at her face
“W-What…?” She mumbled, breaking from him. He just chuckled, pinching her cheek
“Where’s your makeup?” He asked and she raised a brow.
“Make up? I’m not going to wear makeup, it’s a pain to remove” She crossed her arms and he sighed,
“Will you please trust me?”
His eyes rounded and Terushima jutted his bottom lip out, pretending to whimper. Y/n rolled her eyes,
“Okay, okay… Fine… Just stop making that face, its giving me the creeps…”
“Yay!” He beamed, going back to his old self. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes again,
“…I don’t have much, just the basic stuff…” She mumbled, opening her drawer and he peeked at the almost empty drawer… There was a silence between them before he cut through it
“…Okay… So I’ll be adding some things in here when I come over… But I can make do with these… Thank god, you have sunblock” He said, taking out whatever she had in there.
“Come over again?” She lifted her brow, “I don’t recall extending an invitation.”
Terushima simply chucked, slapping the sunblock on her cheeks, squishing them between his palms, making her whine.
“Didn’t you learn anything from yesterday, little one?” He cooed in an annoying tone. Y/n frowned, her leg kicking his, but he dodged, just laughing, cupping her face again, making her cheeks squish together until her lips puckered
“Terushimas don’t need invitations, we invite ourselves.” He teased, making her remember Jumi and him both had barged into her place, unannounced…
“You can come all the way here but who said I’d let you in?” She was amused, watching him grab the primer. He carefully applied it, staring at her unsuspecting features. Her eyes were closed and he noticed her long lashes… She seemed fresh this morning, there was a glow on her skin. As the morning light glowed, he couldn’t help but caress her brows in a daze
“…Trust me doll, you’ll let me in…” He mumbled,
“Give me one good reason why…” She challenged,
“…Because its fun hanging out with you” He answered and she opened her eyes, looking at him. Her heart almost skipped a beat and she felt her cheeks warming while he continued making her face
“… Yuuji, we fucked, ate, slept and repeated, this weekend… Literally…” She mumbled
“Half-true but…”
He didn’t even bother covering it up. Grabbing the pinky-nude lipstick, he glided it on her lips
“Safe to say that… We both had fun.”
Terushima set the products down, hands on his hips
“All done!”
Y/n peeked at the mirror but she was pleased, she looked really nice compared to her usual get up. She raised a brow giving him an impressed nod,
“I have to admit… You’ve done a really good job Yuuji” She said and he grinned,
“My hands are like magic… In the bedroom and at work, I’m sure you can vouch for me now” He winked, making her flustered and she elbowed him
“Horny old man.” She mumbled making him laugh. She set her mug down, standing up. Not even blinking twice when he followed behind her to her closet. Y/n ignored his presence, picking out an outfit from the cupboard, turning around to face him but he was grimacing…
“What..?” She asked him, setting the clothes on the bed but he picked the outfit right back up, shoving it back into the closet
“No.”
“Yuuji!” She scolded him, trying to open her closet but he pressed his palm against it, preventing her from doing so
“No… You are not killing my efforts by wearing whatever the fuck that was…”
“It’s comfortable!” She argued but he pushed her away, hands on her shoulders
“Yeah, when you’re in your 60s…”
Y/n stood akimbo,
“And then please tell me, what am I supposed to wear to work?”
Terushima copied her pose, standing opposite to her
“For starters… Not that… Now follow me”
Confused, she walked behind him into her workshop where he began sifting through the racks.
“Yuuji… I can’t wear those…” She muttered but he ignored her
“Why not?” He asked, humming as he stared at a certain skirt… She awkwardly rubbed her arm…
“…Because these clothes don’t suit people like me…” She mumbled.
“Bullshit… I know you’ve tried these on… Otherwise you wouldn’t have made them in your sizes.”
Y/n looked at the frown on his face, he looked very unpleased, furrowing his brows.
“Anyone can make anything look good if they’re confident… You work in a fashion agency, Y/n. People live and feed off creativity… You dream of designing your own ideas and you have designed them.” He ushered to the skirt he was holding, raising a brow
“If you want to seen and heard, you need to make the right impression”
He threw the skirt towards her, without warning and she squeaked, gripping on to it
“It’s time for you to stop believing that you’re a plain jane.”
~
As her heels tapped against the marble floor, Y/n tried to remain as stoic as ever while she walked towards her desk. She could hear people murmuring, making her feel a little insecure.
‘Why did I listen to him…?’ She groaned to herself, huddling on her seat. She ignored the stares, focusing on her sketchpad, looking over the potential summer line she had created overtime. The meeting was scheduled in half an hour, she felt anxious about facing Saburo…
After the embarrassing misunderstanding that ensued last week, she didn’t know how she was going to present her ideas to him. Especially now that she was wearing something she wouldn’t have ever imagined… Terushima was excited when she slipped the skirt on, eagerly passing her other designs for her to put on, until he conjured the perfect outfit.
“Oh my! Y/n!”
Y/n almost jumped out of her skin, Jumi’s excited voice blasted in her ear. She had her hand over her chest to ease her pounding heart
“Jumi!” She squeaked, “G-Good morning…”
Jumi was another problem she had forgotten about. As fond as Y/n was becoming of her new friend, she now felt searing guilt over the fact that Terushima and her had started a 'special’ relationship… In the back of her mind, it felt wrong because he was her cousin. In a sense, when Jumi jokingly warned Y/n to beware of him but she did the total opposite.
Jumi was still grinning, gripping Y/n’s hand, pulling her to stand up before she eyed her up and down
“I love this outfit! And your hair!?” She gushed, “Why have you never styled it like this before?”
Y/n froze, now at a loss of words…
'Fuck… What do I say?’
Looking at Jumi, “I-I woke up earlier than usual… So I had time to get ready in peace”
It was partly true… but it was just Terushima who had gotten her ready for work.
“Um, you like what I’m wearing?” Y/n asked, ushering to her outfit and Jumi nodded,
“Yes! Its nice that you’re giving your arms and legs some sun! I love this camisole and this skirt is too die for! What brand is it?”
Y/n’s heart raced, suddenly feeling the excitement build in her
“I–” She hesitated before swallowing, looking at Jumi
“I made it” She admitted, watching her friend’s eyes widen
“…Y/n really? You designed this?” Jumi asked and Y/n nodded,
“Y-Yes… I sewed it together as well”
“I am super impressed!” Jumi laughed, slapping Y/n’s back making her grunt in pain
“Why have you been hiding this talent you little diva!? You need to design an outfit for me, I’d love to wear it! Of course, I’ll commission it.” She quickly added and Y/n laughed,
“I have a few things I’ve designed already, perhaps you could come over, try them and give me your feedback?”
Jumi squealed, “I’d love that!!!!!”
Y/n rubbed the back of her neck, but she felt immense satisfaction sitting back down at her desk while Jumi keep chattering on. She focused on sketchbook, thinking of how to present her ideas.
As she kept pondering, time had flown by faster and the meeting was just a few minutes away. She felt nervous but Jumi gripped her arm, tugging her up
“C'mon Y/n, lets own this!” She beamed but Y/n pulled her arm away. She could feel the nerves getting to her
“Um… I’ll join you in a minute… Toilet…” She muttered and Jumi nodded, giving her a thumbs up
“Okay! I’ll save you a seat next to me!”
“Thanks…”
Y/n watched the beauty walk towards the meeting room but she went the opposite direction towards the bathroom where she tried to stall by washing her hands, triple checking her appearance… In the back of her mind, she was feeling very insecure about her change in outfit… The skirt clung onto her body as did the camisole but Terushima let her wear an open cardigan over the camisole (much to his dismay). She looked at the long braid, draping over her shoulder but she couldn’t help but admire her hair.
It had been years since she had adorned this kind of braid, the last time was before her mother passed away.
She straightened up when the door opened and two other employees walked in. Y/n didn’t bother listening in on their conversation, she quickly exited the bathroom, haphazardly gathering her material before she followed some others towards the meeting room.
“Come on, we don’t have all day” The director sighed as people began shuffling to their seats. However the directors aggravated expression melted into mush when Jumi began serving his tea. Y/n rolled her eyes at him, trying to make her way into the room but she bumped into Saburo
“Whoa, be careful there– Oh, Y/n?”
His eyes glanced at her, trailing up and down a few times, embarrassing her.
“You look really nice… I almost didn’t recognise you.”
She swallowed, not wanting to see him. Y/n just nodded, walking passed him towards Jumi, sitting herself down. Saburo sat opposite her, his eyes boring into her but she kept her gaze down, trying to ignore his stares.
The design team began quieting down when Saburo stood up, standing in front of the group.
“Good morning everyone, I’m sure you’ve gone through the agenda so I do not need to give a briefing. I understand everyone’s very excited and anticipating the upcoming seasonal launches. Some teams have decided on what seasons they’re covering, however a lot of you have applied for the Summer campaign…” Saburo sighed, nodding to himself
“It’ll be quite difficult choosing someone to head the design of the summer campaign because many of you are talented… Therefore, after talking with the directors we have devised something…” He muttered, turning his laptop on, letting it connect to the screen
Y/n gulped looking at his powerpoint presentation. He crossed his arms giving a stern look to the designers,
“A lot of you are focusing on the upcoming seasons but many have forgotten to pay attention to the fact that we also need to monetize on current happening as well. Does anyone know just what event is around the corner?” He asked but the room filled with silence and he frowned, clicking his tongue before displaying the work calendar to everyone.
“Valentine’s Day…”
Saburo went back to the presentation, now displaying what other competitors had done last year,
“Our firm solely focuses on clothes, we trying being creative, quirky, fun and most importantly, original… Our sales always do well in our summer and winter campaigns, however we lack when it comes to Spring and Autumn. After last year’s performance, the Directors and I have decided it’s time for some changes. We will be releasing a Valentine’s Day campaign, this time our target is lingerie…”
Some people let out excited murmurs, chatting amongst themselves but Saburo silenced them again
“I know this is unchartered territory, however think of this as a fun and new experience. Seeing as everyone’s thought so well ahead for the summer, we want you to begin designing a Valentine’s day campaign. You can work on your own or collaborate, however…”
Saburo smiled, glancing at everyone seated
“…The team or person that presents the best collection … Will have the opportunity to lead both the Valentine’s and Summer campaigns.”
Y/n’s heart raced, she felt utter disappointment, while everyone else was excited. Lingerie was beyond her expertise… There was no way she was getting the summer campaign now… She felt her shoulders slump but a hand placed itself on her knee, squeezing it. Y/n glanced at Jumi who just smiled,
“We got this” She mumbled under her breath but Y/n heard, nodding
“You have till the end of this month to design a few samples for us. Be sure to use your time wisely” The director cut through before dismissing everyone. Quietly piling out, Y/n was stressed about the sudden competitiveness and excitement rising in her department. She was annoyed that she oculdnt present but then again, no one else had the chance to either…
“Oh Y/n, I’m so excited! A lingerie collection!? I love lingerie, this is definitely my forte” Jumi buzzed but Y/n groaned,
“and it’s the total opposite for me…”
Jumi cocked her head, looking at her friends flustered face
“Oh c'mon Y/n, everyone loves cute and sexy lingerie! I’m coming over after work today, you’re okay with that right?” She asked and Y/n shrugged,
“Yeah… I don’t have any plans…”
“Great! We’ll grab something to eat on the way!”
Both of them were distracted when someone cleared their throat behind them, turning they were facing Saburo who just smiled. Jumi’s own smile wavered, ignoring him to type on her laptop
“Um…” he started but she lifted a hand
“We’re kinda busy here”
Saburo just chuckled,
“Well, I just wanted a few minutes to talk to Y/n.” He said and Y/n lifted a brow,
“Um… Me?” She asked and he nodded,
“This time I’m verbally confirming it, haha” He laughed making both women cringe…
“Okay…”
Y/n didn’t say anything, it’s not like she could avoid Saburo… He was technically her boss… Getting up, she begrudgingly followed behind him until they reached his office. Saburo closed the door behind him, ushering for her to sit in front of his desk. Seating herself, she felt nervous.
He placed a cup of coffee in front of her
“Thanks…” She muttered, not even attempting to reach for the cup. Saburo just smiled again, sitting in his seat. There was an awkward silence between them
“Y/n… Listen” He began and she looked at him
“Yes Saburo-san?” She answered, watching as he reached for his pen, randomly fiddling with it
“I want to apologise for what happened last week… I said somethings without thinking twice, especially about your feelings…” He tried to be sincere but her hands curled into fists under the table, annoyed. After the bullshit he spouted last week, she had no sympathy for him
“Is that all? I have work to do” She answered curtly making him raise a brow,
“You haven’t touched your coffee” He hinted but she didn’t flinch
“I never asked for a cup”
Saburo’s eye twitched and she stood up,
“Well Team Leader, I will be going back to work.”
She didn’t wait for his response, slipping out of the room before taking her seat
“Everything alright?” Jumi asked and Y/n nodded
“Peachy.” She answered before sighing
It was going to be a long day…
~
Later that evening, Y/n watched Jumi squeal as she went through the clothes rack in her little studio
“Oh my gosh, everything is so cute! Y/n, I am truly impressed!” She squealed again, not even waiting for a second before clapping her hands together
“I will be giving you my orders before leaving today.” She sighed happily before turning to Y/n,
“Now show me your underwear”
Y/n quickly launched herself away from Jumi, feeling like a deer in headlights
“Um… Excuse me!?” She squeaked and Jumi raised a brow
“Y/n, you seemed stressed after the meeting today… You really want the summer line right? Ive seen you working on it in your sketchbook since I joined! In total honesty, im not bothered about the summerline but the Valentine’s day campaign is my cup of tea!”
Y/n just raised a brow,
“Okay… But what does this have to do with my underwear?” She asked and Jumi grinned,
“Well I’d like to collaborate with you… Kinda want to slap Saburo in the face… and then after seeing your designs right now. I think you deserve the summerline more than anyone else… We both should use our expertise and show everyone what we got! What do you say?” Jumi asked Y/n who thought it over
Y/n had no knowledge about lingerie, whereas Jumi did… Jumi was a sensual person who probably knew what women were looking for in the market. Y/n really didn’t have anything to lose except the one campaign she really wanted.
“I will let you lead the summer campaign but I’ll take the lead on the valentine’s day one?” Jumi tried and Y/n just nodded,
“Okay, lets do this!”
“Yay!” Jumi clapped before pushing Y/n into her bedroom
“Okay, now lets see what we’re working with. Show me your underwear”
Y/n blushed and Jumi laughed
“If you’re shy, I can take off my clothes too beside yesterday you were parading yourself in front of me in a towel so don’t be shy now”
Y/n quickly shook her head
“Why are you so free spirited…” She muttered shaking her head before she undressed. Jumi’s eager eyes just went blank, letting out a grunt
“Erm… Y/n… What the hell are you wearing?”
Y/n looked at her plain underwear
“Underwear?”
Jumi shook her head, “That’s the underwear my grandmother wears… Christ… Please tell me you have some sexy lingerie!?”
Y/n rolled her eyes, but Jumi clicked her tongue, looking at Y/n’s bra
“You’re not even wearing the right bra for your breasts! Look, there’s space” Jumi tugged on the strap, showing the space in the cup before clicking her tongue. Y/n crossed her arms over her chest embarrassed
“Its comfortable” She justified but Jumi shook her head,
“Wearing the wrong bra is not healthy for your breasts and their shape. I’ll show you what bras you need to be wearing, youll feel more comfortable too! But if this is the only kind of style you wear, we have lots of work to do…”
Jumi muttered, while Y/n changed into her pyjamas
“Okay Y/n, before we even begin thinking of design ideas, we need to do an excursion tomorrow and see the competition. I’ll take you to my favourite shops and we can try on some new underwear for you too! It’ll be a learning experience, I’ll show you why lingerie is important, we will see how brands advertise their campaigns and observe what customers are gravitating towards! ” Jumi said and Y/n just nodded, this was actually helpful. Jumi may have seemed like an airhead but she was actually quite intelligent
“Jumi, you’re actually really smart” Y/n said and Jumi laughed, slapping Y/n’s back again
“Hehe I know, I’m probably smarter than you… I mean, people were always surprised but Yuuji and I were in the highest ranked class in school! We actually competed for first place in majority of our subjects. While I had an upper hand in math and economic studies, Yuuji beat me when it came to other subjects… *Sigh* He was chaotic at volleyball… Sometimes I’m surprised that he was the captain of the team…”
Y/n furrowed her brows,
“Yuuji– I-I mean Terushima-san is smart?” She asked and Jumi nodded,
“Mhmm, he always topped the exams… Was even offered scholarships to the best universities!”
“But hes a hairdresser?” Y/n asked a d Jumi raised a brow,
“So? Yuuji followed his passion… It was really difficult for him to tell his parents that he was not taking the scholarship offer but I supported his decision and so did his sisters” Jumi rubbed the back, sighing remembering how tense the situation was. Y/n never realised but it made sense
“Are you nervous?” He asked and she shrugged, “A little, I guess… It’s daunting…” She muttered and he hummed,
“I get what you mean…”
Y/n raised a brow,
“You have meetings in the salon?” She asked and he nodded,
“Not really… I meant the daunting bit. It’s hard trying to share your ideas and get others to understand your perspective…” He said, lacing her locks gently, eyes locking with hers. Y/n stilled when he simply smiled,
“But… If you believe in yourself, you’d be surprised by how much you are capable of.”
She never realised just how many hardships he faced, now feeling bad for judging him so quickly. He was right, she needed to stand up for herself. Gritting her teeth, she looked at Jumi
Y/n sighed, falling back on her sofa, kicking her shoes off her feet. Cracking open a beer, she took a swig before letting out a deep sigh
“Finally…” She muttered, laying back on the couch. She slumped lazily, digging her chin into her neck, feeling like a slug. It had been a long day, all the girl wanted to do was relax on her day off but by now she wasn’t surprised when her doorbell buzzed in the afternoon with a bright and cheery Jumi who forced Y/n to get ready as they embarked on their journey for ‘inspiration’.
Y/n never expected lingerie shopping to take so long but she actually admired how serious Jumi was when she showed the importance of different bras for the body. She even educated Y/n on what the best material was, making her observe what people were picking out for themselves. Although it was embarrassing for her at first, Y/n appreciated the fact Jumi had made her get a measurement consultation. The consultant was quite helpful and she learnt that she was wearing the wrong type of bra for her body.
Y/n cupped her chest, feeling the bralette she wore. It wasn’t underwired and when she tried on the lace, she did feel a bit more attractive. It gave the support she wanted and the straps didn’t slip off her shoulders like her olds bras.
She stared at the bag in front of her, during her venture today. She spotted some intriguing pieces which was helping her think of design ideas. She never imagined them on herself but she realised a lot of women and some that came with their partners were drawn to some risqué items. Jumi had even struck up a conversation with two others and they discussed what bras made them feel sexy. Y/n was a little jealous of how easily Jumi could talk to someone and become friends so quickly. She wished she could do the same but it was awkward…
Sighing, she took another sip of her beer before sitting up and setting the can down. Reaching for the shopping bags, she dumped the contents onto the table, rummaging through the different styles of lingerie and cloth she bought from the haberdashery, that piqued her interest. She went through, bodysuits, silk, lace, mesh, fishnet, see through, patterned, scalloped lingerie… So many styles that her head was spinning.
Groaning, she picked up the stores catalogue, now looking at the models wearing the sets she bought but her brows furrowed and she felt frustrated, throwing the catalogue onto the table in frustration…
“Why do they all have big breasts!?” She growled, “I can’t relate to any of this!” She whined, throwing herself back onto the sofa, her hands going through her hair
“There were such limited options for me compared to Jumi… I can’t even wear a push up bra…” She sighed, “There’s nothing to ‘push up’” She mumbled, crossing her arms against her breasts.
(AN: I usually write about OCs with mommy milkers, but its time to give some attention to the cute lil-bewb crew out there.)
She began wallowing in self-pity before she remembered her consultation today and the advice the lady had given her. Sitting up, Y/n’s eyes widened and haphazardly she stood up, grabbing all of the clothes in a heap, rushing to her studio
“That’s it!” She beamed, rushing for her sketch book. Her hand moved on auto piolet and she found herself sketching away. She had no idea how many hours went by but she hammered away at the sewing machine, only stopping once the rising morning sun began peering through the window. Exhausted she looked at the mannequin, glancing at the prototype she had created…
“i-I’ve done it!” She beamed but before she could do anything, a heavy yawn left her lips and she felt the urge to sleep kick in… Unable to keep her eyes open, she trod towards her room, collapsing on the bed
“I need to show Jumi…” She muttered in her, groggily gripping her phone as she wrote a text. She squinted one eye closed, the blue light irritating her eyes and she lazily typed
Y/n: Sorry for messaging so early but come over today. You need to see my lingerie
Grunting, she dropped her phone succumbing to the sleep, letting herself sleep like a log.
~
It was 7am and Terushima let out a long yawn, sitting up from his bed as he stretched his limbs out. He wondered how he was awake so early, despite barely sleeping… He had an late night, despite opting to go home instead of meeting a hook-up for drinks. To be honest, he hadn’t really been interested in messing around with anyone lately…
He had barely looked at his other phone…
“Maybe I’m getting old now…” He muttered, chuckling as he swiped back his bed hair, swinging his legs off the bed. He stretched his lower back, stalking to his kitchen where he prepared coffee. It was indeed a lazy Saturday for the man, his hand went under his shirt to scratch his belly before he slipped out his personal cellphone.
He lazily skimming through his phone, while he blindly made his coffee. Stirring the drink, he brought it to his lips, before he raised a brow, seeing a message from half an hour ago.
Grumpy Cat: Sorry for messaging so early but come over today. You need to see my lingerie
His eyes went wide like dinner plates and he almost spat his coffee out… Y/n messaged him to come over to see her lingerie? He was confused, he never expected her to be so upfront about hooking up… She didn’t message him the entire week but he didn’t either… He never messaged her because he couldn’t bear to be ignored.
“Whoa fuck! An early morning booty-call…” A smirk played on his lips, “Damn Y/n… I didn’t expect this naughtiness from you…” He groaned, it was so early and last night he was so not interested in having sex but for some reason, he couldn’t stop picturing her last weekend… She was so sexy and he couldn’t get over her lewd expressions or the sounds she made while he fucked her…
“But am I really that desperate to go to her place at 7 in the morning…?” He asked himself, shaking his head. It was impossible, even he had some self-respect…
However, he immediately set his cup down, speeding to the bathroom to get ready like there was no tomorrow.
“Yes. Yes, I am!” He said to himself
~
She wasn’t sure what she was dreaming off but she gasped, her eyes popping open and she sat up, listening to the bangs coming from outside
“What the…” She grumbled, confused. Checking her clock, it was only quarter to 8… She wondered which psychopath would disturb someone so early on the weekend. She heard the bell buzz again and she felt agitated, throwing the duvet off her before she stalked to the door, angrily throwing it open
“What!?” She barked before freezing when Terushima stood there smirking and she raised a brow
“Yuuji? What the fu–…” She muttered but he put a finger on her lips, smirking
“I’m here babe… Show it to me” He cooed, pushing her inside and she was confused when he shut the door behind him
“Show you wha–Mmh!” Her words were cut off when he gripped her jaw, pushing his lips onto hers, pushing her against the door. She was so confused, her heart pounding from this spontaneousness but she was brought back to her senses when his hands slipped under her oversized shirt, fingers feeling her cotton underwear when he gripped her ass, squeezing it.
She was dazed before, but this woke her up.
Irritated, she pushed him off, confusing him before her hand smacked his cheek, shocking him
“What the hell!?” He whined, rubbing his face and she glared at him
“What is wrong with you!? You pervert! Pig!” She yelled at him and he was ever so confused, now annoyed
“You’re the one who asked me to come over!”
She was confused, shaking her head
“No I didn’t… Are you drunk or just insane!?”
He groaned, taking his phone out, showing her text
“You messaged me an hour ago saying you wanted to show me your underwear!”
She grabbed his phone, staring hard at the screen. It was her number indeed and she was very confused. But it hit her so fast and she realised she had sent the message to the wrong Terushima…
“Oh god… I’m so so sorry Yuji… This was meant for Jumi, not you…”
Terushima froze and his jaw dropped.
“Wait… Are you hooking up with Jumi? I thought she was dating–”
Y/n immediately shook her head, “Oh my god, no! You’ve misunderstood… Shit, come with me…” She sighed, before she gripped his hand, bringing him to the lounge. He sat on the sofa while she rummaged through her freezing, taking out an icepack. He hissed when she pressed it to her face.
“I don’t understand… Why does Jumi get to see your lingerie? Why not me?” He whined and she rolled her eyes,
“First of all, shes collaborating with me to design a lingerie collection for valentine’s and I wanted her advice on a prototype that I made this morning… I was trying to send her a message but I sent it to the wrong Terushima…” She explained and he sat there, feeling embarrassed
“Oh…” He muttered and she raised a brow, nodding
“’Oh’, indeed… I seriously cannot believe how horny you are… I admit its my fault for sending that message to you but it’s 8am Yuuji…! I’m shocked that you actually came over this early… Who in their right mind would ask for a hook up at this time!? Are you a teenager? You cant just grab a woman at her front door and shove your tongue down her throat… Of course that’s going to get you slapped” She reprimanded him and he sighed, pouting
“Look I’m sorry for doing that… I misunderstood…” He grumbled, feeling dejected because he realised she never had any intention of messaging him… He set the icepack down, getting up
“Well… I’m gonna go now… Sorry for disrupting your weekend Y/n…” He muttered, sauntering to her front door. She felt bad but she was so tired… She sighed,
“Yuuji, wait…”
He stopped, turning to give her a hopeful look making her roll her eyes
“Since you’ve come all the way here, you can stay… but I’m going back to sleep… So you can either go home or sleep next to me.” She muttered. Now that the shock and excitement had washed over, he began feeling the tiredness pick up. She raised a brow when he kicked his shoes off, hanging his jacket on the doorhook.
“Sleep it is… I’m fucking tired…” He muttered and she gave him a look of disbelief
“You seemed to be brimming with energy less than ten minutes ago…” She muttered in amusement and he blushed, his eye twitching
“Shaddap…”
Huffing, she led him to her bedroom, crawling under her duvet while he stripped down to his boxers
“Yuuji… I’m not in the mood. I mean it.” She muttered and he rolled his eyes,
“Do you expect me to sleep in jeans? I’m not a psychopath…” he said, sliding into the bed, next to her
“Says the guy that attacked me at 8am for what he thought was a bootycall…” She mumbled, making him inhale in annoyance…
“Next time work on your misleading wording, you witch. I won’t hesitate to spank your ass this early if you make anymore cheeky remarks.” He muttered, she turned to face him, giving him a blank look before flicking his forehead making him hiss
“And I wont hesitate to shove my foot up your ass, if you don’t let me sleep.” She hinted and he kept smirked, crossing his hands on his chest
“You’re so kinky, kyah!~” He said in a girly voice and she felt irked
“Yuuji… Shut up and let me sleep”
“Fine…” He muttered
It took a few minutes and she sighed in content, closing her eyes. However, she felt suspicious and peeked at him. She froze when she realised he was staring at her. She felt like she was taking care of a toddler…
“What is it now…?”
Terushima averted his gaze, and she felt him lift his arm, draping it on her side
“Yuuji?”
He looked at her,
“I’m not gonna do anything weird but atleast let me do this… It’ll help me sleep better and faster” He said and Y/n was too tired to argue at this point.
She broke away from him, turning her back towards him.
He felt dejected, deciding to stop bothering her but he froze when her hand reached back, searching for his. When she found her, her fingers wrapped around his wrist and she quietly draped his arm over her body and he felt a smile grow on his lips, pulling her back against his chest, tucking his legs under hers.
His chest felt so warm and he closed his eyes, letting himself fall into a slumber
She lay there awake for a few moments, baffled by this situation… She should’ve made him go home but it kind of made her feel shy that he came all the way it her place because of a text message… Although he thought it was a bootycall… It made her feel desired…
She could feel his chest slowly moving to the rhythm of his breaths, making her feel comfortable… She knew he was asleep but she placed her arm over his, feeling the difference in their forms. Her bed suddenly felt comfier than it had ever been and she let out a yawn, her eyes watering for sleep.
Closing them, she let out a deep breath falling back into a crux of sleep, but this time in the cold winter air, she felt warm from his embrace
~
Terushima stirred, he turned on his stomach, digging his face into the pillow trying to force himself to stay asleep. He felt so comfortable right now, the weekend was meant to be lazy. Sighing, he took in the familiar scent wafting from the pillow, sleepily smiling to himself.
Suddenly a shrill alarm rang into his ears and he immediately jolted up, hand on his heart. Y/n stood there with a smirk on her face, cutting off the alarm ringing from her phone, chuckling
“Good afternoon Princess. Sorry for that impolite wake-up call but its time for lunch” She said, and he groaned failing back onto the bed, pulling the duvet over him
“5 more minutes, mommy” He whined and she scoffed
“Ew. Don’t call me that” Gripping the sheets, she tried to pull it off him but he held onto them hard
“Yuuji! The foods gonna get cold!”
“Maybe if you give me a kiss, it’ll wake me up” He teased and she let go of the duvet, letting him hug it around his body happily
“Right, I’m going to go eat then.” She muttered
“So mean!” He whined, throwing the duvet off him, quickly following behind her. Y/n didn’t give him any reaction, just pushing him to the living room where she had set food on the coffee table. Terushima’s stomach growled and he let out a happy sigh
“Oh my, this looks good! You made all of this?” He asked and she shook her head
“Some lovely chef from the restaurant nearby did… I just got it delivered… I’m not exactly the best cook out there…”
Terushima grinned, sitting down and she followed suit, plating up for him. Thanking her, he began stuffing his face. He didn’t realise he was famished
“Its really good” He moaned, making her blush, chewing on her food
“Did you sleep well then?” She asked him and he nodded
“I was knocked out! I think it was that slap that did it, hehe” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. Y/n shook her head but she laughed
“To be honest, after I woke up and was in my senses. I actually found this situation really funny. You’re so dumb” She laughed, making him flush
“Next time, double check who you are texting, you witch.” He muttered and she laughed louder before he joined in. Terushima set him plate down, remembering her haphazard explanation in the morning
“Alright so what is this lingerie you were going to show Jums?” He asked and she raised a brow, feeling embarrassed
“I… Um, basically at work, a lot of people are interested in the summer collection… The directors cant choose someone to head the line so they thought because valentine’s day is approaching, whoever can come up with the best design line, will get to lead the summer campaign as well…”
Terushima let out an ‘oo’
“Oh, you really wanted to do the summer line, I remembered you mentioned that to me”
She nodded, sighing
“Yup… But lingerie is not my thing… That’s why Jumi and I are collaborating because that’s her area of expertise. Yesterday, we went to like a billion underwear shops and I kinda got inspired to make a prototype… I don’t know how but I spent all night making one and I wanted her opinion on it” She explained to him. He nodded,
“…I know for a fact lingerie isn’t your thing…” He muttered, remembering her very boring underwear and she elbowed him
“Rude!”
He grinned,
“Can I see this prototype?” He asked and she shrugged,
“Yes I guess so, it’s on the mannequin in the studio” She muttered and he got up. She followed behind him, awaiting ofr his remark as he hummed, walking around the mannequin, looking deep in thought
“So…?” She asked and he shrugged,
“Its kinda hard to give you an opinion when its on a mannequin… Put it on for me”
She raised a brow, “Wear it? Yeah right… Just look at the mannequin and give me your opinion”
He was stubborn, crossing his arms
“To be honest, it’s a completely different effect when theres a live model… I wont be able to give you a proper assessment, otherwise. Also if you’re designing a lingerie line, wouldn’t my opinion matter? I know exactly what I’d want my girlfriend to wear if she was seducing me… My opinion matters too”
He had point but she shook her head
“My aim is to make lingerie sexier and comfortable for small chested people… Theres not enough options out there for us and it can be a confidence killer…” She muttered, staring at the mannequin. It took her a minute to realise that Terushima was standing behind her, and while she was lost in thought, his fingers poked her sides, startling her and making her arms go up
“Oops” He sang, using this opportunity to throw her over-sized sleeping shirt on the floor and she squeaked, crossing her arms over her chest
“Yuuji! What the hell!?” She tried to kick his leg but he laughed, dodging her advances and waving his hand
“Chill out babe, I just want to assess the prototype. So put it on and let me review it” He beamed, turning to quickly grab her discarded shirt, running to her bedroom
“I’ll be waiting!” He called through the door and she sighed, grumbling awkwardly about how much she wanted to kill him at this point. Now she felt embarrassed looking at the prototype… It wasn’t super lewd, but it was a black see-through body suit with embroided hearts scattered around… Although he had seen her naked before, changing into this made her feel even more exposed than she was used to…. She slipped it on but she was too embarrassed to look in the mirror, just taking a deep breath,
“Lets just get this over with…”
She walked into her room where he sat like a puppy at the end of the bed, perking up when she walked in. His eyes took note of the lingerie, and he hummed while she stood there in embarrassment, not looking at him, fiddling with her fingers behind her back…
“So…?” She asked and he just kept humming to himself
“Total honesty?” He asked and she nodded, he took a deep breath nodding
“It sucks.”
Her eyes widened and she looked at him
“What, really? You don’t think its sexy?” She asked him and he cringed, shaking his head
“No offense but it’s a little gawdy… Its cute but not sexy… Not for Valentine’s day… This would be more of a ‘fuck me in a bathroom stall of a club’ kinda look… I like how you’ve embroider these hearts into it but theres too much…” He muttered, stepping close to her. She took note of his observations, making a mental note of what he was saying
“So how would I make this more appealing to others? Like what would you like?” She asked him and he glanced at her flushed face, smirking
“Maybe for starters, you could concentrate on the teasing element with your lingerie… Like I said, theres too many hearts, so its like a basic teen girl’s dream but you are designing stuff for adult women. I wouldver found it sexy if you embroider just two heart and kept them here”
She stilled when his fingers pressed about her nipples but he just winked at her before pulling his hands away.
“Okay, now turn around…”
Trying to control her beating heart, she slowly turned and he eyed the bodysuit…
“High back… Listen Y/n, as a guy… It bothers me when a woman wears complicated shit with too many straps or lace… Low backs are a better choice for these kinds of outfits… Do you know why?” He asked and she shook her head, making him smile. He moved her braid out of the way and pressed his finger on the middle of her back, trailing it down her spine and she arched her lower back, trying not to make a sound while he trailed down
“Because its where you’re sensitive to touch… If my partner had her back exposed while wearing something sexy, I’d love to tease it with nips and kisses… However, because you’Re wearing a high back”
He leaned forward to kiss the mesh but her brows furrowed
“…It doesn’t feel good?” She answered/said and he nodded
“Exactly… Nor does it feel nice for me to kiss…” He pulled the material down, exposing her back before he kissed it softly and she mewled under her breath, making him grin
“See the difference?”
Y/n just nodded,
“I see your point…”
“Great and now its time to talk about the entire thing… The shape and style looks like a school’s swimming uniform. The straps are thick–” His fingers plucked under the shoulder straps, tugging on them for a second to prove his point before he looked down to her pussy against the see-through mesh
“I’ll give you brownie points because that looks sexy but… from the back, your ass is fully covered… You could’ve made a thong or a g-string… Or if that’s too bold, you could’ve gone for a full playful theme…”
He pressed his finger above the line of her ass, drawing out a large heart. She wanted to kick herself for actually getting turned on from this but she tried pushing the lewd thoughts from her head, paying attention to what he was saying
“This could’ve been cut out, maybe a few frills or ribbons here and there. Its Valentine’s day, right? Essentially, the person is wearing this lingerie for someone else. The person wants to feel like theyre the most attractive person in the room, so its important that is what your lingerie aims to make them feel. I guess your starting point is here, but you have a lot of research to do Y/n… There’s much to work on” He answered truthfully, and she hummed,
“Thanks Yuuji… That was actually helpful… I never thought about these things before… ” She said and he grinned,
“I know that Granny-panties” He teased and she tried to kick him again but he gripped her ankle making her still from his strength
“Y-Yuji, let me go” She said but he just chuckled,
“That was crash course number 1, we’re going onto part 2 now” He said and her brows furrowed,
“Part two? –Eep!”
She gasped when he threw her on top of her bed, getting on top of her, straddling her with delight before he licked his lips
“Yup, Crash Course number 2, we’re now going to have a workshop on how lingerie designs are important during sex” He cooed and she felt her cheeks heat up
“Seriously…?” She muttered and he hummed. He wasn’t going lie nor would he admit it, as much as he didn’t like this prototype… He couldn’t help but eye how adorable her breasts looked, peaking against the mesh and he did notice the slight dampness between her legs, making him confident he wouldn’t be getting slapped like this morning…
His fingers brushed against her nipples, making her shudder and he leaned down, his tongue grazing the peaks under the mesh, smirking to himself
