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Kozume Kenma x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven
[Kozume Kenma]
“Why am I here?” you complained as you leaned against the granite countertop, surveying the Nekoma team.
“Because you’re a loner and have nothing better to do,” said Yaku, not even bothering to look at you.
You shrugged. “True enough.”
Kuroo had called you over to his house, and since you were ‘a loner and had nothing better to do,’ you decided to heed his request. However, you really weren’t doing anything except watching the childish team with Yaku trashing others in a motherly way, Kuroo teasing the team, Lev getting kicked because he mentioned Yaku’s height, and Kenma on his psp. A red color stained your cheeks as your gaze focused the game-obsessed setter watching his screen with severe intensity.
“Now, people, we’re going to play a little game, called Seven Minutes in Heaven,” said the bedhead captain, clapping his hands together. “Y/n, you
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Azumane Asahi x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven
Azumane Asahi
Note: f/n is friend’s name.
“Hi, minnasan,” f/n said to everything gathered in the room. Nishinoya had called the both of you to his house to ‘play a game,’ and since you had nothing better to do, you heeded his request. You had just dressed in your normal clothes: black leggings, a random T-shirt you found lying on the floor, and an old magenta jacket. F/n, however, went all out since she knew that Asahi was going to be there. She curled her hair perfectly, wore an enormous amount of makeup, and wore a rather slutty low-cut red romper that showed off most of her breasts and ass. She really liked Asahi, but what she didn’t know was that you had been in love with him ever since you met the scary-looking ace.
“Hey, f/n,” most of the Karasuno team chorused. You made a move to sit in the corner of the room while they were distracted so you wouldn’t be noticed, but you were intercepted by n
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Nishinoya Yuu x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven
[Nishinoya Yuu]
“Shimizu-san, you look so pretty,” Nishinoya said, completely ignoring you and fawning over your friend. You held in a sigh of annoyance and walked over to the couch, sitting down next to Yachi. Shimizu was wearing a cute, floral-print dress with pink and red flowers against a clean white background. It had spaghetti straps and ended just above her knees, and she looked especially beautiful in it. You had also tried to look nice, but how could anyone compare to Shimizu? You were dressed in a butterfly-sleeved lavender crop top, paired with black ripped skinny jeans. You had let your hair fall in natural waves over your shoulders, and applied a little bit of lipgloss. That was practically an evening gown compared to what you usually wore, but Nishinoya only had eyes for Shimizu. You had known this ever since you met him, but you still couldn’t help falling in love with the spiky-haired libero.
Yachi noticed your annoyan
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Sugawara Koushi x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven
[Sugawara Koushi x Reader]
“2,” you said, pulling a piece of paper out of the pile and reading it aloud.
“That’s me,” said Suga in his gentle, motherly voice. He got up, ran his right hand through his soft, silver hair, and walked into the closet.
You blushed, as you realized that you would be spending your seven minutes with the boy you were in love with: Sugawara Koushi. You loved his gentle smile, his cute laugh, and his motherlike concern for the Karasuno Volleyball Team. You looked desperately at Shimizu, trying to convey your nervousness to her and get her to replace you. She, however, just smirked and got up to push you into the closet. “Come on, y/n. You can do this,” she said in a soft voice.
You rolled your eyes, but didn’t struggle. You knew that there was no possible way out of your predicament. The situation hit you as you reached the rough, wooden door of the closet. “Wait, Shimizu, I
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Tsukishima Kei x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Seven Minutes in Heaven: Tsukishima Kei
“11,” you said, unfolding the paper that you had picked out.
You looked around to see who it was as Tsukishima let out a sigh of annoyance and set his headphones and iPod on the counter. Without bothering to say anything to you, he walked inside the closet and shut the door.
Why him? Out of all people, you had to choose your crush. Who obviously didn’t like you back. Or anyone, for that matter.
You looked around at everyone helplessly. “Do I have to do this?” you asked, your pleading eyes landing on Shimizu.
She simply smirked at you, knowing of your hopeless crush on Tsukishima. “Yes, you do,” she said, smiling. Noya and Tanaka fanboyed over her, their eyes growing into hearts.
You groaned, and said, “Oh, I think I need to-”
Before you could finish your sentence, Daichi started pushing you into the closet. “Have fun,” he said, giving one final push, throwing you into the dark, woo
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Only You- Sebastian Michaelis x Reader
-A Couple Hours Ago-
“I hate these stupid cults,” you complained, once you, Ciel, and Grell were outside the church. Ciel had ordered Sebastian to persuade the young nun into giving you all information, so you waited outside while he worked his magic.
You were one of Ciel’s close friends, Lady Y/n. Ciel had brought you along because although you were still human, you strategized extremely well and fought amazingly. You had nothing better to do, and agreed to come along. Or, at least, that was part of it. You had also wanted to see Sebastian again. The two of you were in a official relationship that Ciel knew and supported. Grell was oblivious to this, since you and Sebastian had decided that it really wasn’t necessary to tell him.
The three of you had been waiting for around fifteen minutes when you heard some sounds coming from the cottage where Sebastian and the nun were in. You decided to think nothing of it, until you heard the woman let out moans of ecstasy
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Sebastian Michaelis x Sore!Reader
“Lady y/n, Lady Elizabeth, what would you like to drink?” the raven-haired butler asked, bowing slightly.
You were Elizabeth’s older sister, and her exact opposite. While she was peppy and overenthusiastic, you were quiet and preferred to keep to yourself. She loved bright colors and cute things, and your preference was black. Something that really ticked you off about Elizabeth was that she didn’t understand the suffering of others, or even tried to. You hadn’t gone through as much as Ciel did, but you knew that he was hurting. She, on the other hand, didn’t really care.
“I’ll just have water,” you said, wincing as you sat down. Most of your lower body muscles were sore, as well as your back & shoulders from training outside. You wanted to be able to protect yourself and Elizabeth if something happened, without the help of guards or butlers.
“I’ll take a pink lemonade,” said Elizabeth, bright and cheerful as ever.
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Ciel Phantomhive x Reader
“Y/n, what are you doing here alone?” asked a familiar voice.
“Finny! I just, um, wanted to watch?” you replied, in a question-like tone. You were at one of the balls Elizabeth decided to throw. You hated her. A lot. For many reasons: her obsession with cuteness, her inability to understand suffering, and her unending cheerfulness. But one of the main reasons was her relationship with Ciel Phantomhive. You and Ciel had been together for a year when you found out about his engagement to Elizabeth. Of course, you were pissed, but you were willing to wait for him. However, this was too much. Recently, he had started talking to and interacting with Elizabeth more than you, even though he claimed he loved you. It made you feel like a ghost, always hovering at Ciel’s side, but never noticed. He was currently dancing with Elizabeth, as he had been for the past hour or so. You had just sat down and sipped champagne, trying not to think too much about how you were
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Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven

[Kozume Kenma]

“Why am I here?” you complained as you leaned against the granite countertop, surveying the Nekoma team.

“Because you’re a loner and have nothing better to do,” said Yaku, not even bothering to look at you.

You shrugged. “True enough.”

Kuroo had called you over to his house, and since you were ‘a loner and had nothing better to do,’ you decided to heed his request. However, you really weren’t doing anything except watching the childish team with Yaku trashing others in a motherly way, Kuroo teasing the team, Lev getting kicked because he mentioned Yaku’s height, and Kenma on his psp. A red color stained your cheeks as your gaze focused the game-obsessed setter watching his screen with severe intensity.

“Now, people, we’re going to play a little game, called Seven Minutes in Heaven,” said the bedhead captain, clapping his hands together. “Y/n, you’re going first.”

You groaned as you took your weight off of the counter and walked begrudgingly towards the pile of papers on the sofa. “Do I have to?”

“Yes, you have to,” said Kuroo, slyly smirking.

You pulled out one of the more neatly folded pieces of paper, praying that you’d get someone fairly mature. Your s/c hands faintly trembled as you unfolded the paper, and read out the number. “Five,” you said, your glittering e/c eyes scanning the room.

Kenma walked towards the closet, still gaming. “Okay,” he said, not taking his attention off of the device in his hands.

Kuroo caught up to him before Kenma could enter the closet and took the psp right out of his hands. “You don’t get to play with this in there,” said Kuroo, trying to sound strict and failing.

Kenma just sighed and walked into the closet, knowing that with his height, there was no way he could take it back.

Your cheeks turned a brilliant scarlet as you whirled around to face Kuroo, who was currently smirking at your predicament. “Y/n, why don’t you hurry up and go inside?”

“Well, I actually have to, um-”

“Y/n, hurry up,” said Yaku, getting up and pushing you into the closet. “We don’t have all day.”

You rolled your eyes and obliged, cussing out Kuroo as you walked into the dark, oak closet. Once the door was firmly shut behind you, you walked to the end of the spacious closet, wincing as you heard the high-pitched creaks of the old wooden floorboards. You didn’t say anything to the pudding-head setter, and counted down the seven minutes of torture you were being put through.

However, after about ten minutes, Kuroo looked inside. Seeing the two of you sitting sullenly at opposite ends of the fairly large shoe closet, he decided to put you two through some more pain.

“I’m not letting you two come out until something happens,” he teased, shutting the door and locking it immediately after he stopped talking, knowing that you would lunge for it.

You did lunge for the door, but you only came into contact with the wood, the sliver of light that was shining through now completely extinguished.

You and Kenma both hoped that Kuroo would lose his patience eventually and let you out, so the two of you continued waiting in silence. However, Kuroo was true to his word, and after forty minutes, the two of you were still stuck in the closet.

Your patience grew thin and weary, and you decided to confess right then and there. This was a rather rattling event for you, since you weren’t exactly the most courageous and outgoing person. You were the exact opposite, with many insecurities, but you wanted the tension between the two of you to dissipate as soon as possible.

“Um, Kozume-san, I, um, Ilikeyou,” you said, stuttering and rushing.

You couldn’t see his reaction in the pitch-black darkness of the closet, but you could hear rustling as he moved closer to you. “Y/n, what was that? I didn’t hear you.”

“Um….Ilikeyou,” you said awkwardly and quickly. “I mean, as more than a friend.”

You only heard silence after that, and opened your mouth in hopes of still preserving your friendship with the setter. “It’s okay if you don’t return my feelings, I just wanted you to know,” you said, looking at the door of the closet and waiting for the idiotic captain to open it.

“Y/n, that’s not it at all. I actually like you too,” Kenma said. You could hear the nervous quavering in his soft, calming voice.

You turned around to face him, your h/l, h/c hair whipping around. “Really? Are you sure this isn’t a joke or a dare or...something?”

Kenma laughed a little. It was a very soothing sound; one that was full of humor and joy. “No, it’s not,” he said. “Um, y/n, well, I was wondering if, well, you could be my g-girlfriend?” he asked, stuttering a little at the end.

“Of course,” you said, your voice full of pure ecstasy. Then, you could feel the heat radiating off of Kenma’s body as he leaned in, his face mere centimeters from yours.

You were close enough to see the harsh blush on his face and the nervousness swimming in his caramel eyes. You closed the distance between your lips swiftly, and the two of you were immersed in a gentle, tentative kiss. It was unlike anything you had ever experienced before: the feelings of drowning in pleasureable heat, the sweetness. Everything just felt….right.

Until Kuroo opened the door and harsh light flooded into the closet, making you and Kenma blink in confusion. “Finally,” Kuroo said, smirking. “Took you guys long enough.”

“Shut up, bedhead,” you said, blushing and looking the other way.
Kozume Kenma x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Hey everyone!! So I think that I'm going to take a break from my Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven series for now and just write some one-shots. I just had some inspiration for an Oikawa Tooru x Reader, so that's probably coming next. But anyways, thank you all for reading and please please please comment constructive criticism and/or your thoughts!!!
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Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven
Azumane Asahi

Note: f/n is friend’s name.

“Hi, minnasan,” f/n said to everything gathered in the room. Nishinoya had called the both of you to his house to ‘play a game,’ and since you had nothing better to do, you heeded his request. You had just dressed in your normal clothes: black leggings, a random T-shirt you found lying on the floor, and an old magenta jacket. F/n, however, went all out since she knew that Asahi was going to be there. She curled her hair perfectly, wore an enormous amount of makeup, and wore a rather slutty low-cut red romper that showed off most of her breasts and ass. She really liked Asahi, but what she didn’t know was that you had been in love with him ever since you met the scary-looking ace.

“Hey, f/n,” most of the Karasuno team chorused. You made a move to sit in the corner of the room while they were distracted so you wouldn’t be noticed, but you were intercepted by none other than Tanaka Ryuunosuke.

“Not so fast, y/n. You’re going up first,” he said, a malicious glint in his eyes.

Your e/c ones scanned the room to see if a certain ace was paying attention to your predicament. However, he was watching f/n’s barely covered ass as she knelt down right in front of him to pick up something she dropped, a red tint on Asahi’s face.

Averting your eyes from the painful sight, you thrust your hand into the pile of paper in front of you on the oak coffee table. You pulled out a neatly folded one, and read out the number on it. “Three,” you said, looking around expectantly.

Asahi tore his eyes away from f/n and stood up, a harsher red color tinting his cheeks. “Th-That’s me,” he said, nervously stuttering as he walked into the closet.

You looked at Shimizu. “Hey, Shimizu-san, do you mind taking my place? I need to use the restroom and-”

She cut you off saying, “Come on, y/n. Please hurry up.”

You rolled your eyes and started lazily walking towards the closet, f/n sulking as she watched you walk in. You gripped the polished handle and pulled it open as you accepted your impending doom.

The first thing you noticed after you heard the lock click was the heavy panting coming from one end of the closet. “Asahi-san, you okay?”

You received no response, and started to walk towards the area where you heard the gasping. As soon as your foot touched a warm, living figure, you leaned down to see the ace curled up into a ball with his knees pressed against his chest. “Asahi, do you have claustrophobia?” you whispered.

He just nodded, trying not to let his fear of enclosed spaces get to him too much. “What can I do to help?” you asked, your e/c eyes clear and worried.

“Just...distract me,” he said softly.

“Hey, look at me,” you said, lifting his chin level with yours.

He visibly gulped, and his blush grew even more intense. “Is it okay if I kiss you?” you asked nervously.

Asahi nodded, his palms sweating as your lips neared his. You closed the distance swiftly, the kiss tentative at first. It then grew into something wild and passionate, something that couldn’t be contained. You were set free then, away from the stifling heat of the closed off area. However, you had to break the kiss for much-needed oxygen. Just when the two of you broke apart, f/n opened the door, beaming at Asahi. “Come on, get out already,” she said happily, assuming the two of you did nothing.

She was shocked when he saw Asahi pull your small frame to his larger one and plant a sweet, delicate kiss on the top of your head before he helped you step out.
Azumane Asahi x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
I know, this one especially is trash. BTS Emoticons#10 BTS Emoticons#7 
But still, thank you for reading!! Also, I'm going to stop adding where else this could be published, but just know that I have two Wattpad accounts that this might be on. If you see it on any other accounts besides haikyuu_peeps_ and sakuraaaharuno, please let me know BTS Rap Mon Wassup 
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Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven

[Nishinoya Yuu]

“Shimizu-san, you look so pretty,” Nishinoya said, completely ignoring you and fawning over your friend. You held in a sigh of annoyance and walked over to the couch, sitting down next to Yachi. Shimizu was wearing a cute, floral-print dress with pink and red flowers against a clean white background. It had spaghetti straps and ended just above her knees, and she looked especially beautiful in it. You had also tried to look nice, but how could anyone compare to Shimizu? You were dressed in a butterfly-sleeved lavender crop top, paired with black ripped skinny jeans. You had let your hair fall in natural waves over your shoulders, and applied a little bit of lipgloss. That was practically an evening gown compared to what you usually wore, but Nishinoya only had eyes for Shimizu. You had known this ever since you met him, but you still couldn’t help falling in love with the spiky-haired libero.

Yachi noticed your annoyance and watched you sympathetically. “Y/n, why don’t you go first? It might help you move on.”

You were about to decline, but realized that you might as well. It’s not like you had anyone to be faithful to.

You reached into the pile of paper on the floor, some of them crumpled and others folded neatly. You pulled out one of the folded papers, unfolded it, and read the number. “Four,” you said, looking around expectantly.

“That’s me,” yelled Nishinoya, jumping away from Shimizu and scurrying into the closet.

You sent a look of desperation at Yachi. How much worse could your situation get? You were about to spend seven minutes inside a locked closet with the person you loved who was in love with someone else. She merely shrugged her shoulders and led you to the closet, steering you by your shoulders. “Come on, y/n. You can do this,” she said supportively, before throwing you into the dark closet.

“Hey! Yachi, wai-” you called, hoping to talk yourself out of your little predicament. You were cut off by the sound of the lock turning, and you now realized that it was hopeless to try to get out. You might as well wait out the seven minutes in silence.

You moved to stand up, but felt a sharp pain shoot through your left ankle as soon as you put any sort of weight on it. A bout of nausea hit you, followed by a fiery pain. “Fuck,” you gasped out, falling back down on your ass.

“Y/n, are you okay?” you heard a familiar voice ask tentatively, a bit of concern and fear in his tone.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I just landed on my ankle funny,” you said, wincing and trying to keep the pain out of your voice.

You tried to stand up again, but the pain worsened. “Shit,” you said, your eyes watering because of the intense hurt.

“Y/n, let me see your ankle,” Noya said. You could hear him scoot closer to you.

You couldn’t exactly move, so you let him lift your foot onto his lap and gently remove your sandals. He probed your ankle with his deft fingers, and pushed gently enough so that it didn’t make a difference to the pain that you were already feeling. “I think it’s broken. I can’t totally tell in the dark, but I think there’s some swelling and I could sort of feel the break.”

He then noticed the tears glistening on your cheeks in the dim light coming through the tiny cracks in the closet. “Does it hurt that much?” he asked, fear in his voice. He knew that you wouldn’t try to make a big deal out of nothing, which meant that your injury was pretty bad.

“Oh, it’s fine. I’m just being dramatic, sorry,” you said, your throat thick with tears. This pain was unlike what you’d experienced before, and it was not something you enjoyed.

Nishinoya, as adorable and childish as he was, began to fear for your life. “Y/n, if you’re going to die, I need to confess something,” he said, actual tears glittering in his eyes.

You were about to tell him that you weren’t going to die, but you really wanted to hear what he had to say, so you let him continue. “Y/n, I-I love you,” he said, looking away and blushing with tears running down his face like a trickling waterfall.

“Nishinoya, I’m not going to die,” you said, managing a weak chuckle. “But for the record, I love you too. I just have one question.”

“Y-Yeah?” he said, overcome by shock that you actually returned his feelings in the same way.

“Why the hell do you compliment Shimizu so much if you say that you love me?” you asked, your tone a little demeaning.

“W-Well, I did that as first because, you know, I actually believed it, but then I saw you, and I fell in love. I knew that I’d have no chance with you, so I figured I’d try to keep my feelings for Shimizu intact as much as possible,” said the spiky-haired libero.

“O-Oh, okay,” you replied.

Nishinoya started scooting even closer to you, and you sort of sat there without moving. Finally, he was pressed up against your side and you could visibly see the red tint covering his face. He opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but decided against it and closed it. He brought his face down closer to yours, and your heartbeat grew at an erratic rate and your eyes widened in anticipation. Nishinoya lowered his lips to yours in an awkward but sweet kiss, one that you sort of sank into. You closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of your full, pink lips on his, and kissed him back tentatively. Just when your kissing was getting more heated, the closet opened and Tanaka peeked in. “Well, well, well. Let’s keep it PG, people,” he said, opened the door more.

Before you could attempt to stand up on your own, Nishinoya picked you up bridal-style. It was actually fairly easy for him, since you were, believe it or not, shorter than the libero. “Aw, how cute,” Yachi said, marveling at the sight.

“Actually, we should probably get her to the hospital. Her ankle’s not looking very good,” said Noya, looking down at your foot.

“WHAT?!” everyone yelled as they looked at your immensely swollen, black and blue foot.

PUBLISHED 3/20/2017

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Nishinoya Yuu x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
The next one to my Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven series is finally up!!! Next is Asahi, which will probably be updated either later today or tomorrow. 
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Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven

[Sugawara Koushi x Reader]

“2,” you said, pulling a piece of paper out of the pile and reading it aloud.

“That’s me,” said Suga in his gentle, motherly voice. He got up, ran his right hand through his soft, silver hair, and walked into the closet.

You blushed, as you realized that you would be spending your seven minutes with the boy you were in love with: Sugawara Koushi. You loved his gentle smile, his cute laugh, and his motherlike concern for the Karasuno Volleyball Team. You looked desperately at Shimizu, trying to convey your nervousness to her and get her to replace you. She, however, just smirked and got up to push you into the closet. “Come on, y/n. You can do this,” she said in a soft voice.

You rolled your eyes, but didn’t struggle. You knew that there was no possible way out of your predicament. The situation hit you as you reached the rough, wooden door of the closet. “Wait, Shimizu, I can’t do this, just let me-”

Before you could finish talking, she shoved you in the door. You could hear the lock click as you and the person you love were enveloped in darkness as you fell to the floor.

You hit the ground hard, and felt a sharp pain just below your collarbone. You could just barely make out the nail that had poked through your teal cashmere sweater and pierced your skin. “Y/n, are you okay?” asked Suga, concern evident in his harried tone.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think the nail cut me, though,” you said, pressing a hand to your wound. You accepted Suga’s hand gratefully and stood up with his support.

“Where?” he asked, trying to make out your wound in the darkness.

“Just below my collarbone. It’s no big deal, honestly,” you said, turning your head to study the blackness near the side wall of the closet.

Suga reached out and felt for any dampness in your sweater that would signify your bleeding wound. You let out a soft yelp as he pressed down on it, hard. “Sorry,” he said, quickly removing his hand. You could hear something that sounded like fabric ripping, then felt just the right amount of pressure being applied to the cut. “Here. Just hold it, and it should stop the bleeding.”

“Thank you,” you said, genuinely touched by his concern and generosity.

“Just be more careful next time, y/n,” he said in a playful tone.

The two of you sat in silence for a little while as you tried to wrap your mind around the unprecedented events that were occurring one after another.

“Hey, y/n, I didn’t mean to tell you this so soon, but now just seems like the perfect opportunity,” you heard Suga say, a slight nervous quavering in his lyrical voice.

“Hm?” you replied, curious as to what he’d been meaning to tell you.

“W-Well, I really, really, like you. Not just like, I love you,” he said. You could hear his voice quaver even more, and felt the hot, stuffy air thicken with anticipation of your answer. He waited a heartbeat, then continued. “It’s fine if you don’t return my feelings or anything. I just wanted to tell you.”

You launched yourself at him without any warning in a warm, kind hug meant to convey every emotion you were feeling: happiness, ecstasy, nerves, and a passion so fiery you could feel it curl through every vein, pore, and cell in your body. “I love you too,” you said, almost whispering. If this was a dream, you never wanted to wake up.

Suga shifted you into a more comfortable position on his lap, and tentatively reached down to meet his lips with yours. You felt a sudden coolness spread through every part of your body, from your scalp to your legs. It was like you were frozen in this beautiful moment of clarity, where you had everything you ever wanted in your life. The two of you had to break the kiss too soon for air, and you felt the heat of the locked closet hit you hard.

Before the two of you could say anything more, the door opened and Tanaka poked his head in and grinned devilishly. “Well, looks like you two had a lot of fun in there.”

Suga took your hand and helped you get up, then led you out of the closet. You closed your eyes as you felt the refreshing, cool air of Nishinoya’s living room. You opened your eyes to see everyone on the Karasuno Men’s Volleyball Team, as well as Shimizu and Yachi staring at you eagerly to hear the juicy details of your newfound relationship with Suga.
Sugawara Koushi x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Hey~ So the Suga one is finally out!!! I'm working on Noya, then Daichi, then Kuroo. However, if you want me to do a different character before Kuroo and Daichi, I can do that too ^-^. Thank you for reading, and please comment your thoughts/feedback!!!

Published: 3/16/2017

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Seven Minutes in Heaven: Tsukishima Kei

“11,” you said, unfolding the paper that you had picked out.

You looked around to see who it was as Tsukishima let out a sigh of annoyance and set his headphones and iPod on the counter. Without bothering to say anything to you, he walked inside the closet and shut the door.

Why him? Out of all people, you had to choose your crush. Who obviously didn’t like you back. Or anyone, for that matter.

You looked around at everyone helplessly. “Do I have to do this?” you asked, your pleading eyes landing on Shimizu.

She simply smirked at you, knowing of your hopeless crush on Tsukishima. “Yes, you do,” she said, smiling. Noya and Tanaka fanboyed over her, their eyes growing into hearts.

You groaned, and said, “Oh, I think I need to-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Daichi started pushing you into the closet. “Have fun,” he said, giving one final push, throwing you into the dark, wooden closet.

You lost your balance and fell, landing on something warm, with a heartbeat, and now extremely pissed off. “Get off of me,” you heard a rough voice say, although he didn’t push you off.

You didn’t bother to apologize, and crawled over to the opposite end, your back pressed against the stiff wood. Tsukishima had never been blatantly rude to you, which gave you a little hope that he might like you back, just a little. However, that was now crushed, just like Eren’s mother’s legs under the rubble.

Without your consent, tears began pooling in your eyes, like the water gathering on the top of the falls before it runs down in a dazzling display of white, frothy rapids. You tried your hardest to reabsorb them, but they slowly began to run down your cheeks, just trickles of salty water, similar to the tiny springs that grew in rocky areas when it rained.

You put your head on your knees and let them flow, knowing that Tsukishima couldn’t see you anyways.

“H-Hey, are you crying?” you heard Tsukishima ask, his voice gentler than before.

“No,” you said. However, your quavering voice betrayed you.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said. You could make him rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

You didn’t respond.

Tsukishima scooted closer to you, and lifted your chin with his hand. “Since we’re in here anyways, I might as well do this,” he said, and brought his lips close to yours.

You insides turned to jelly as your felt a swarm of butterflies flutter around in your stomach. However, all your nervous anticipation vanished when your soft, full lips met his in a hesitant, gentle kiss that was full of love. You just melted into the kiss, leaving the closet and entering a realm full of ecstasy, pleasure, and warmth.

Unfortunately, you had to pull away for oxygen. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” said Tsukishima, gulping down lungfuls of the hot, stuffy air.

“So, you l-like me?” you asked, trying not to stutter, but failing.

“No shit, Sherlock,” said the sarcastic blonde, salty as ever.

A smile grew across your beautiful features as you took this in. “Well, I’m sure you’ve figured this out by now, but I like you too.”

At that moment, the door opened. Tanaka took in your state, and his. “What?! Didn’t you guys do anything?!”

You stepped out of the stifling closet into the airy, ventilated living room. You were about to sit down in your original seat next to Nishinoya, but Tsukishima grabbed your waist before you could sit down and set you on his lap. You could only blush as everyone stared in shock that Tsukishima had actually shown some affection for someone.
Tsukishima Kei x Reader [Seven Minutes in Heaven]
Hey everyone~ I'm started a Haikyuu!! Seven Minutes in Heaven 'series'. Next up is Suga!!! 

Published 3/13/2017

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