shirabu & semi - haikyuu
Shirabu blushed with embarrassment as he rubbed his red butt in the comfort of his own room. He could admit that maybe he'd deserved the spanking he'd received but that didn't mean he had to like it. He thought back on how he'd ended up in this position and promised himself he'd never end up like this again.
The thing was he hadn't meant to be so rude. He knew he had a reputation for being salty and he had a habit of being particularly bratty and salty towards Semi. But he'd always been careful to abide by boundaries and not cross any lines. But he'd been so stressed lately, with exams coming up and Interhigh drawing ever closer. It was almost too easy to take his stress out on Semi, who usually gave back as good as he got while still staying cool, calm and collected. Shirabu could never admit that he envied and admired that. So, if his words were a little bit more disrespectful, he figured he could get away with it with Semi.
What he hadn't accounted for was the fact that Semi was just as stressed as Shirabu. He also had exams and, while he might be spending most of the games on the bench, he still had to be prepared to play as pinch server or if Shirabu got injured or couldn't play. The last thing he needed on top of that was Shirabu being ruder than usual. Normally, he could put up with it, but for the past week it had been worse than usual and Semi was rapidly running out of patience.
On this particular day, Semi had been trying to help Shirabu improve his serve but, for one reason or another, he couldn't seem to do it. This made Shirabu annoyed, which lead to him taking his frustration out on Semi. Semi tried to stay calm and patient, but the annoyance with Shirabu's attitude had slowly been building up. This meant Semi was also more annoyed than usual and made their usual bickering harsher than normal. Shirabu didn't notice Semi's genuine annoyance.
Semi really was trying not to lose his temper completely, pausing to calm himself before proposing that they continue to practice Shirabu's serve. By this point Shirabu was annoyed and stressed. As a result he blurted out something he didn't really mean. "I don't need the help of someone so pathetic they were replaced by a second year!"
The two froze, Shirabu realising what he'd just said and immediately feeling guilt consume him. He opened his mouth to apologise, or backtrack, or explain himself, something, anything. But, as he looked up, he made eye contact with Semi. His jaw and fists were both clenched, but it was the pain in his eyes that really stopped Shirabu in his tracks. He'd never seen Semi look like that before, and he never wanted to see it again. It was even worse because he'd caused it. He knew Semi hated being reminded of that.
When Semi spoke, his voice was calm but quiet, too quiet, as if he'd had the air knocked out of him, "you know what? I've been as calm and patient as i can, but I am done putting up with this bratty, disrespectful attitude, especially when I'm only trying to help you." As he said this, Semi grabbed Shirabu's wrist, firmly but not painfully, and lead him towards the locker room. To the rest of their team he said, "we'll be back soon. don't come and get us. I need to have a little talk with Shirabu."
The team continued to practice, but as the door closed behind them, Tendou couldn't help throwing a glance towards the door. Being Semi's roommate, he had a feeling he knew what that conversation would entail, and while he felt some sympathy for Shirabu, he knew Shirabu had simply pushed too far. But no one else had to know. He'd keep his teammates away from the locker room until the discussion was over.
Meanwhile, as soon as they left the gym, Shirabu started panicking. Why was Semi pulling him out the gym? He didn't want Semi to know he was panicking, so he tried to free his wrist from Semi's grip while demanding to be let go but Semi just ignored him. Shirabu's panic only increased when Semi, having entered the locker room, sat on a bench and pulled Shirabu over his knee. It wasn't long after that Shirabu felt his shorts get pulled down, revealing his boxer-clad bottom. Now he was really trying to escape and couldn't quite keep the panic out of his voice as he asked Semi what he was doing and demanded to be let up.
It was at that moment Semi realised what he'd done, or what he was about to do. For a moment he considered letting Shirabu up. He knew Shirabu hadn't meant it but, if he let him up now, Shirabu would only continue to act disrespectful. He could handle Shirabu's normal level of saltiness, but if things continued like this, Semi feared that one of them would do something they'd regret, something a lot worse than a spanking.
"It's important you know that I don't want to do this, Shirabu, but we can't continue like this. I can't let this attitude, this behaviour, slide." With that Semi rose his hand and brought it down on Shirabu's butt with a SLAP. He was careful not to spank too hard, he didn't want to seriously hurt Shirabu, but it was enough to sting.
"OW! WHAT THE FUCK?! DID YOU JUST SPANK ME?!" Shirabu cried out, shocked and indignant. He couldn't believe Semi was actually spanking him. He felt his cheeks blushing as outrage filled him.
"Yes, and I'm going to do it again."
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Shirabu kicked and cursed, trying to escape the stinging smacks as he called Semi a pervert.
Semi scoffed, "What? You think this is how I want to spend practice? Spanking your bratty ass? It's not. But you've been more disrespectful all week, and I'm done just accepting it. You've been asking for this all week."
Even as Semi's voice was annoyed the spanks didn't get any harder.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Shirabu huffed, "I haven't been that bad." Even he didn't really believe that but he also didn't want to accept that this spanking may be just the littlest bit deserved.
"Yes, you have. You've been a complete pain in my ass, so now it's my turn to be a pain in yours." SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK "Do you wanna tell me what's been bothering you or do i have to give you more?" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Shirabu winced but refused to show his pain as he asked, "what makes you think something's been bothering me?"
"Because I know you, you've always been salty but you've never been this disrespectful. Plus, you haven't been focussing in practice, which, by the way, is why your serve isn't improving how you want it to," Semi pointed out, never stopping the spanking. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Shirabu didn't know why, maybe it was the spanking, or the guilt for how he'd treat Semi. Maybe he thought that Semi deserved an explanation, so, through winces and moans of pain he began to explain, "I don't know, I've just been so stressed recently, and you're kind of an easy target for my frustration - ow!- because you never get angry -ouch!- and usually respond in a similar way -ow!-" Shirabu could feel the spanks landing harder. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Semi stopped for a second, shaking his head in disbelief. Then he pulled Shirabu's boxers down, before continuing to spank him, as Shirabu protested and asked him to stop and cover his butt. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Seriously? That's why you've been acting out so much? Why didn't you just come to one of us. We've all been stressed recently. And the best way to relieve your stress was by being a dick to me?" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"OW! I know it was dumb, okay?! I never meant to say that! I'm sorry! Please stop!" Shirabu couldn't hold back anymore. The embarrassment and guilt and stress and anger, all of it melded together and caused him to burst into tears. He'd been holding them back as best he could but, once he started crying he couldn't stop.
Semi delivered one last round of spanks, covering his entire butt before ending the spanking. He rubbed his back and soothed him, reassuring him he knew he hadn't meant it. Once Shirabu calmed down, Semi let him up. Shirabu gingerly pulled up his shorts and boxers and washed his face so no one could tell he'd been crying.
The two went back to practice and Shirabu struggled not to show the pain he was in, but, oddly enough, he felt less stressed.