Hanamaki Takahiro

A/N: It's been quite a period of procrastination for me, but I finally had the energy to update.


I know it doesn't justify my negligence, but at least it's fluffy. More one-shots are coming up though, I got a Kageyama lemons too, so I hope you'll be patient with me!!  *bows*


Also, I wrote this on my phone so I don't know how many errors I made. If only you'd excuse that. Haha!


Also, I'm planning on publishing a 'Mute! Reader x Delinquent and/or Werewolf' but I wanna know what you guys think about the idea.


Anyways, you can get on with reading now. So sorry for wasting your precious time!


Thank you!


"Flirtatious Humor"


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You and Hanamaki were an unexpected pair. But of course, considering your personality traits were far from similar.


While you were a thrill-seeking,  precious nugget, Hanamaki was often viewed as a quietly-composed individual.


That is until...


The wonderous matters of humour were brought up.


And thus, from that day onward, you and the light-haired brunette developed a questionable friendship.


Your flirtatious 'bluffs' towards one another would always leave others second-guessing as to whether or not you two were dating.


Normally, practice would commence and would flow steadily until limits were met. However, with your newly-found partner-in-crime, ball-handling for Aoba Johsai's volleyball players faced many detours that day.  All because you and Hanamaki couldn't stop your whimsical ventures.


A short period of rest was all it took for hell to break loose. You'd sneezed, and your voice went all chipmunk-like, presenting an opportunity for Hanamaki's famous pick-up lines.


"I'd say God bless you, but I figured he already has." The brunette says, not even batting an eye as his lips held a smirk.


You blinked a couple of times before snickering. "Aren't you tired?" You began, pausing for him to answer.


Hanamaki shrugged his shoulders, sitting beside you yet his upper body was angled in a way that portrayed that his attention on you remained undivided. "Well I did just complete my 100 service drills." The male replies, chuckling.


"Yeah... And you've been running through my mind since this morning too, of course you would be." You attacked him with your award-winning grin, bringing a faint pink to Hanamaki's cheeks.


Though the athlete quickly recovered and shot back, "Then can you carry me to the clinic? I think I sprained my ankle when I fell for you."


"Did it hurt?" Yet again, you raised a question. To which Hanamaki hummed for you to continue, motivated-- you did so. "When you fell from heaven, I mean."


Hanamaki shook his head playfully. "No, but I did scrape my knee crawling out of hell." At that, the two of you burst into hysterical fits of laughter, resounding throughout the gymnasium and capturing the attention of Hanamaki's fellow club-members.


"Jeez, all that cheesiness is going to make me shit out dairy." Huffed the brown-haired ace, rolling his eyes at the sight.


Oikawa clung onto Iwaizumi's shirt, whining and complaining. "That could be us but you playin'!" The pretty-faced setter cried, animated tears rolling down his face.


Matsukawa hummed, "I wonder when he'll ask her out. They've already got each other swooning over the other, if that doesn't spell out relationship I don't know what does." The third-year thought to himself, chuckling a little.


"Letters, duh." Hanamaki butted in, startling his best friend.


Matsukawa's eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he regained his composure. "Hey, you like her don't you?" Matsukawa quickly inquires, raising a brow at his friend.


Hanamaki averts his gaze to the side, feeling bashful all off a sudden at the question. "...O-Of course, who could bring themselves not to fawn over good jokes?"


"You know it's more than just her sense of humor." His best friend retorts, still as blunt.


"Actually, it was." Hanamaki corrected. "At first, at least. Then I started feeling all fuzzy inside. Whenever I think of (y/n) my heart goes ballistic, it's worse when I actually interact with such a goddess." He continues, eyes coinciding with his words as they traveled to your direction.


Noticing this, your (e/c) irises met his for a bried amount of time before Hanamaki found himself hyperventilating.


To play it off, he quickly did a double-finger gunning gesture, directed to you of course. And being the smooth criminal you were, you pretended to get shot.


: Enter Lord Hanamaki


"N-No! (y/n), my beloved!" Cried the light-haired wing-spiker as he cradled you in his arms.


You feigned a fit of coughs, staring at him-- eyes narrowed to emphasize an expression of declining health. "...Han... Hanamaki... It wasn't your fault."


"Yes it was!" Your partner barked back, fighting off the artificial tears forming at the corners of his peripherals. "I didn't meant to... I s-swear... My love..."


"I know..." You gasped out, chest falling and rising at a rapid rate. "That's why I... F-Forgive you..." Your eyes slowly began to close, yet a smile remained on your angelic features.


Hanamaki sniffled, holding you closer to him, refusing to let you go. Not in your last moments.


"I... I love you (y/n)..."


: Applause to the gesture of dimming lights and curtains closing


"Wait, for real?" Your head snapped back to Hanamaki, who had just helped you to your feet.  You could not help the hope beaming through your gaze and Hanamaki sure as hell noticed this.


The confronted male smirked, "I said what I said." He pushed a strand of (h/c) hair behind your ears, carefully elevating your chin with his other hand. Hanamaki couldn't comprehend the answer as to where this sudden bravery escalated, but he was relieved to be finally acting up.


He didn't want anyone else sweeping you off your feet. Only him.


You looked up at him, feeling your lips quiver in anxiety but also excitement and hope. 'Course you liked the male! You flirted with him so casually, the remarks would naturally roll off the tongue, these were enough hints to the discovery of your feelings for Hanamaki Takahiro.


But you always felt as if his flirting were empty vessels, to put hope into them was a taboo notion so you neglected to do so.


Although, in this predicament, you weren't so sure how you'd restrain your emotions from acting up.


Mind you this was happening all whilst the whole team was watching the display, completely in awe over your actions. Especially that scene from the previous juncture.


"What in the Oikawa's non-existent ass is happening?" Kyoutani grumbled, peeling his eyes off of the 'disgusting' array.


Oikawa gasped, clearly appalled by the use of his insecurity, thus begins an argument, which was gradually cut off by Iwaizumi himself.


Back to you, Hanamaki was impatiently waitinf for an answer. "I may not be a genie but I can make your wishes come true."


"I want a lambo."


"Most of your wishes, (y/n). I'll do everything in my power to make you the happiest girl." Hanamaki justified, enveloping your hands into his larger ones.


You smiled, before resting your arms atop his shoulders, around his neck. "Please take care of me." Was your answer, as your planted a soft kiss on his cheek.


Hanamaki exploded into an orb of vermilion until he sighed in content. Finally bringing you into his embrace without having to worry you'd be uncomfortable about it.


"You don't need keys to drive me crazy (y/n)..." He confesses, as he pulls away at the mention of practice resuming.


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Word Count: 1.2k


Hope you enjoyed, sorry if that was crappy. 











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