Haikyuu!! Boyfriend Scenarios/Oneshots

[ Aproval ] Kuroo T. & Kenma K.

Poly relationships can be hard on the people in them emotionally. Parents might not approve, and society doesn't approve sometimes. This chapter will be angsty, with some fluff, and some smut.

Really big warning rn. Your parents call you some.... names. If you feel uncomfortable with any of the topics in this chapter, please feel free to click off the chapter right now.

Warnings: swearing, poly relationship(it shouldn't really be a warning, but just in case), society not approving, slut shaming(big bad, don't do that), also as mentioned previously, there's some extremely light smut near the end. It's like just suggestive... not really smut, but I'll put a warning for it just in case. But there's fluff. So... yeah

(Y/N)'S P.O.V

The day my life turned upside-down, was the best day of my life. It was the day that Kenma and Kuroo asked me out.

     "(Y/N), Kuroo and I have something extremely important to ask you," Kenma said. I smiled, and let them lead you down the hall. When you got to a spot where there weren't any people, they finally spoke. "We like you. In a more than friends way. And we were wondering if you wanted to go out with us?" Kuroo asked. I stood in shock. Both of them liked me? "You obviously have the right to say no," Kenma added in. "No- no, I would love to!" I responded in excitement. I had actually had feelings for both the boys for quite a while. Kuroo's eyes lit up, and a wide smile became evident on his face. Kenma even smiled. "I'm so happy right now words can't begin to explain it," Kenma said. I giggled and hugged both of them.

   
      Remembering the fond memory was a way of coping for all of you. At this moment, I had told my parents finally, and so had Kenma. Kuroo had told his parents at the beginning, and they didn't care. They were totally cool with it. I had hoped my parents would act the same, but I was wrong. So wrong.

        "You're a filthy little slut, aren't you?" My mother screamed at me after I had told her about my boyfriends. I reeled in shock and fear at her tone. Tears started forming in my eyes, and she kept on talking about how wrong it was and what a disgusting person I was. Kuroo and Kenma were at the doorway, listening to this.

3rd person P.O.V

Kuroo was more pissed than anything. How could you say you are a parent if you don't even support your child? Kenma was panicking. He had texted his parents the news, and they went happy about it either. He started shaking and his eyes filled with tears. "K-kuroo. Kuroo, t-the-they're... not at all h-appy," he chocked out. "As they have the right to be! God, fucking... I want you out of my house. And I never want you back here ever again you fucking whore," you're mother spoke at first directed to the boys, the last part to you. "W-what?" You asked.

Your P.O.V.

       My mother... is not the person I  thought she was. "You heard me. You have 10 minutes to gather everything and get out," she said once again, walking out the door. "Ma'am, with all due respect, you're a fucking bitch," Kuroo said before heading over to my shaking body. My body racked in sobs, and Kenma snapped out of his state and went over to me. I threw my arms around him, tears soaking through my shirt as well as his. Kuroo leaned down, hugging the both of us. "Hey, come on. Let's go get your stuff, I'll work some stuff out, ok?" Kuroo suggested. I nodded, sniffling, and grasping onto their hands. I walked up the stairs and to my room. I opened the door, and grabbed a backpack and started grabbing some clothes. "Kenma, can you help her while I talk to someone real quick?" Kuroo asked. Kenma nodded as Kuroo left the room. Kenma grabbed a few things from my drawers, handing them to me. I just grabbed a few essential thing. Clothes, hairbrush, hair ties, shoes, toothbrush. Just a few things. I walked over to my desk where there were pictures. I grabbed one of them. It was a picture of Kenma, Kuroo, and I on our first day of school this year. Kuroo was holding the top half of my body, and Kenma was holding my legs in front of the school. It was a string of pictures because the next few depicted Kuroo sneezing and dropping me. After that there was a picture of all of us on the ground, laughing. I sadly laughed at that. I grabbed the pictures, taking all the Polaroids and framed pictures that had us in them, leaving all the ones with my family in them on the desk. I grabbed my phone, my charger, my headphones, and a blanket. "Kenma, let's go before my dad gets home," I suggested to the boy. He nodded slowly before taking a quick sweep over the room, making sure I didn't leave anything. He grabbed my hand after I swung the backpack over my shoulder. We walked down the stairs, and down the hall to my front door. Before we could leave, I heard the most terrifying sound I have ever heard. My father's voice. Before, I could hear the kindness and warmth in his tone, but right now, all I could hear was anger and hatred. "That ungrateful little bitch. She has 2 boyfriends? That is disgusting!" He shouted. They were in the kitchen, I could tell. I didn't think my dad would get home this early. I heard angry stomping footsteps coming towards us. "(Y/N), we have to go. Now," Kenma said emphazing the now. I tried to move, but I felt like I was frozen to my spot. I heard the footsteps getting close and closer, until I saw my father coming closer. "You. You are not my daughter. You are a filthy whore. You disgust me in every aspect that you are," my father shouted at me. I felt hurt. Tears welled up in my eyes before flowing down my face. "Why are you crying? Fine, you whore. If you want to cry, I'll give you something to cry about," he said, raising his hand to strike me, but just before he hit me, Kenma pulled me into his body. Kuroo opened the door when Kenma had done this. "Don't you dare. Don't you fucking dare touch her," Kenma hissed at my father. "Fuck everyone in this household, honestly. What kind of parents don't accept their children?" Kuroo lectured, before rushing us out of the house. He dragged us to his car before opening the door to let us in. Kenma and I both sat in the back seat, buckled our seat belts, and just sat there. Silence overtook the car.