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roobgumball95 · 2 years
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sakusa kiyoomi is terrified on horror movies but he Will Not Admit It even under threat of death so he finds himself at a fucking movie night at hinata’s (surprisingly well-cleaned) apartment and atsumu decides on midsommar and sakusa just. sits on the couch and wants to fucking die and he’s sweating so much his hair looks damp and he cant wait to go home and not sleep at all tonight
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chiaroescuro · 8 months
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Komori and Sakusa realizing they like men about the same time, but having opposite tastes. Sakusa likes what Komori would call "men built like a fridge, any guy that could kill him with his biceps". Komori likes what Sakusa would describe as "beanpole emo guys that look like they never slept in their entire life". If one of them thinks a guy is cute, the other one is about to throw up.
In their first year, they watch Shiratorizawa playing in nationals, and Sakusa is drooling over Ushijima, his middle school crush. Komori, on the other hand, thinks Ushijima's red-haired friend with wide smile and big eyes is way hotter. "I like when they are a bit weird" he says. (Years later, when Ushijima and Tendou got together, Sakusa and Komori mumble to each other "you wouldn't have a chance, he has good taste".)
Sakusa reads about Bokuto in Volleyball Monthly and becomes obsessed. Komori sees Matsukawa once somewhere and is about to propose. Asahi Azumane looks like a dream to Sakusa. Komori thinks Enoshita Chikara is a blessing to his eyes.
Komori needs a date? Sakusa says he should try looking in a cemetery. Sakusa needs a date? Komori says a bodybuilder contest is the right place to go. Sakusa is scared of all Komori's boyfriends because they could be vampires, Komori is scared of all Sakusa's boyfriends because they could beat the shit out of him.
"Your type is literally guys with anemia."
"Go on and kiss a brick already."
Until the All-Japan training camp. Until the night of the first day, when they lay on their bed and reveal each other that someone there catch their attention... Until the Miya twins.
Maybe their taste weren't as different as they thought.
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faelissas · 2 years
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*msby watching a nature documentary*
atsumu: OH I KNEW THAT
everyone else:
atsumu:
sakusa: what the fuck??? how do yk that
atsumu: um i went to college??
everyone:
atsumu: I STUDIED BIOLOGY??
hinata: PFFF NO WAY
atsumu: I LITERALLY GRADUATED LAST YEAR??
bokuto: nAHHH
atsumu: YOU LITERALLY MET MY LAB PARTNER IZUMI
inunaki: we thought that was your girlfriend
atsumu: im gay 😐
sakusa: im learning so much today
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homosubtext · 3 months
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sakusa is very picky about the way that towels are folded (amongst other things), so before atsumu is allowed to move in, sakusa teaches him how to fold towels “the right way” (in reality it’s no better or worse than how atsumu was folding his towels before, just a different way) and atsumu has to fold 10 towels in a row perfectly before the lesson is considered a success to sakusa
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kittygirlerwin · 1 year
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atsumu: me and osamu are homosexual twins
omi: ...
omi: did you mean homozygotes ??
atsumu: no ???
atsumu: I meant homosexual
bokuto: what's an homozygotes
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itswannysenpai · 1 year
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First night 👀
I wanted to be like sakusa but I'm totally atsumu
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leafyolive · 2 years
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i tossed some sketches and studies together! 
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oikawasstofu · 8 months
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I don't know how to explain but SakuAtsu feels like teenage love but in adulthood????
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villain-philia · 2 years
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atsumu goes to visit his family for two weeks and comes back a day earlier to surprise kiyoomi.
he ends up walking in on his boyfriend on the phone with osamu. his brother is on speaker, giving detailed instructions on how to cook atsumu’s favorite childhood dish.
kiyoomi is taking notes, brows furrowed in concentration and reading glasses perched on the tip oh his nose.
“mhm, and that’s before or after adding the miso paste?”
“that’s not really important—“
“before or after?” he insists. “i want it to be exactly how he used to have it.”
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osamusbigtits · 10 months
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atsumu kissed kiyoomi's neck. open-mouthed kisses he trailed down kiyoomi's long neck down to his prominent collarbone. kiyoomi's breath was shakey. nerves and excitement coursed through him.
this wasn't how they typically did things, kiyoomi was always the one to take control. the one in charge.
but kiyoomi decided to leave it up to atsumu. kiyoomi needed to relax, atsumu had told him so many times.
kiyoomi's mind was a blur of thoughts and feelings. anxiety ran rampant, he wasn't sure what was going to happen, what atsumu would do, how he would feel. kiyoomi didn't like that feeling.
he knew what he liked, he knew what made himself feel good and how to get himself to the edge. he loved to watch atsumu, those gorgeous sounds he made and his expression that showed everything he felt.
"relax, baby," atsumu whispered and nipped kiyoomi's ear lobe. kiyoomi shuddered and breathed out. "tell me how you feel."
kiyoomi closed his eyes. "nervous," he replied.
atsumu's hand shifted from kiyoomi's waist to his tummy, fingers danced along the soft skin and trailed into the happy trail that led to kiyoomi's waistband kiyoomi's skin tingled with each touch from atsumu.
"yeah?" atsumu said oftly. "what else?"
a kiss to the sensitive skin under kiyoomi's ear had him shivering.
"good," kiyoomi breathed out.
"want you to feel relaxed." the hand on kiyoomi's belly dipped lower, brushing over the waistband of kiyoomi's boxers. "want you to feel so good, omi."
"atsumu." the words died on his tongue. he wanted to say that anything with ataumu feels good, but kiyoomi's brain stopped him. atsumu already had him laid out in front of him, kiyoomi all for atsumu. it'd be too much to spill his guts at a moment like this.
"I know," atsumu replied. he always knew what kiyoomi was thinking and feeling. it usually made kiyoomi frustrated.
now, it made his head spin.
atsumu kissed kiyoomi's chest. his lips lingered on faded hickeys he left earlier.
kiyoomi buried his hand into atsumu's hair, tugging slightly. his other hand cupped atsumu's jaw, making atsumu meet his eyes.
atsumu's eyes softened as soon as he met kiyoomi's, they flooded with love and affection kiyoomi had only ever seen from atsumu.
atsumu pulled himself back up and kissed kiyoomi, slow and sweet. kiyoomi tried to speed things up, he was desperate. he wanted this sappy, sweetness to end and just wanted to get to what he knew, what he was used to.
atsumu grabs kiyoomi's jaw, a little rough, just enough to get kiyoomi to slow down. "I've got you, kiyoomi," atsumu said. kiyoomi interrupted his words with a kiss. "you don't need to think."
"I'm not like you. I can't just not think."
atsumu scoffed and kissed kiyoomi again. before kiyoomi could add another snarky remark, atsumu slipped his hand under kiyoomi's boxers and cupped kiyoomi's wet cunt. kiyoomi breathed out, a soft hum left his throat as he pressed his hips into atsumu's hand.
two fingers started to rub kiyoomi's clit and he moaned into atsumu's mouth.
atsumu laughed, light and airy. "what are you thinking about now, omi?" he teased.
"punching you," kiyoomi panted.
atsumu laughed again.
with a final kiss, atsumu moved to kiss kiyoomi's neck instead. he dipped down to kiss the scars on kiyoomi's chest. atsumu often kissed kiyoomi's top surgery scars. it was a big day for kiyoomi and it was atsumu's favorite way to show support.
atsumu slipped a finger into kiyoomi's hole and kiyoomi gasped in surprise.
atsumu chuckled deviously. the power obviously went straight to his head. kiyoomi wanted to rip the smirk off his face but was distracted by another finger thrusting into him.
atsumu curled his fingers and kiyoomi's toes curled with it, the pleasure shooting through his veins.
kiyoomi breathed out, moaning softly with it.
"you always sound so pretty, omi," atsumu mumbled. kiyoomi barely heard it over his own pleasure.
kiyoomi was always relatively quiet in bed. soft moans and low grunts. atsumu, on the other hand, would moan loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
kiyoomi covered his mouth, eyes squeezing shut with the pleasure. atsumu knew just how to make kiyoomi writh, to feel so good.
"your mouth," kiyoomi breathed out. "eat me out, fuck."
"no," atsumu said softly. "you'll come like this."
kiyoomi whined, actually whined. the noise tore out of his throat before he could stop it. blood rushed to his cheeks and he turned his face before atsumu could see. despite being told no, kiyoomi's pussy clenched around atsumu's fingers.
but nothing could escape atsumu's keen eyes.
"oh? you like that, huh?" atsumu said. he kissed the corner of kiyoomi's jaw. "I'll be nice to you this time, but we're definitely doing this again."
"I hate you," kiyoomi muttered, voice weak and shakey. no real threat behind his words.
he could barely focus on defending himself with atsumu's distracting fingers.
atsumu's fingers moved faster, thumb pressed against kiyoomi's clit.
kiyoomi's mind finally blanked when atsumu rubs his thick cock against kiyoomi's thigh. the thin fabric of atsumu's boxer separates their skin. but atsumu's hard, cock leaking through his underwear made kiyoomi so needy, so desperate.
"atsumu," kiyoomi panted. his hips moved of their own accord, matching atsumu's fingers. he needed more.
"not yet," atsumu said, breath hot against kiyoomi's neck. he nipped kiyoomi's neck, something kiyoomi typically didn't allow, but it sent shivers through his body. a spark of pleasure through his body, his back arches.
kiyoomi grabbed atsumu's arm, nails digging in as he climbed closer to the edge. his other hand reached down, trying to touch atsumu.
atsumu hissed and tried to stop kiyoomi's hand.
"please, please, let me," kiyoomi gasped, pleading. "I need to, atsumu."
he needed to feel atsumu in his hand. he wrapped his hand around atsumu's cock, squeezing gently before rubbing the length.
atsumu moaned into kiyoomi's ear and kiyoomi's eyes squeezed shut. he breathed out a moan, toes curling into the sheets. "atsumu," kiyoomi panted, "I'm- please- I'm close. I need-"
"relax, kiyoomi," atsumu said, voice rough like it tended to get during their intimate moments. "just let go."
kiyoomi swore he had never cum harder in his whole life. his back arched off the bed, a high pitched moan leaving his throat.
"shit, omi," atsumu gasped. his hips jerked forward in kiyoomi's hand. "fuck, you're gorgeous." atsumu kissed kiyoomi, rough and messy.
kiyoomi's whole body shook with his orgasm. his hand tightened on atsumu's bicep, relishing in the feeling. the release, the pleasure. fuck, it all felt so good.
when kiyoomi relaxed, atsumu kissed his cheek. back to that gentle, slow intimate moment they had before. kiyoomi looked over at atsumu, a little dazed and confused.
atsumu was smiling, wide and bright and just a little cocky.
"you know how you said you've never squirted and you said you never would," atsumu said.
kiyoomi's eyes widened. "no."
atsumu laughed. "yes!"
kiyoomi removed his hand from atsumu's bicep and covered his eyes. "no, I didn't. that's so embarrassing."
atsumu chuckled and kissed the top of kiyoomi's hand. "wanna keep going or stop?" he asked. his voice was sweet and calming once again.
kiyoomi groaned. atsumu was still hard in his hand but kiyoomi was so embarrassed. he couldn't imagine the mess he had made of their sheets that they had just cleaned.
atsumu kissed the top of kiyoomi's hand again. "don't worry, baby. I don't think it's gross. if you want to stop, that's up to you. but i don't mind continuing."
kiyoomi moved his hand to peek at atsumu. "you don't?" he asked meekly.
"i think it's hot, actually-"
"yeah, because you're a disgusted pervert-"
"omi, come on!"
kiyoomi laughed. embarrassment faded away. of course atsumu wasn't disgusted. he had seen the worst of kiyoomi and here they still were. together through it all.
"if we continue, will you finally eat me out?"
atsumu smirked. "yeah, of course. I want you to squirt on my face this time."
"you're so gross. I hate you so much."
atsumu kissed kiyoomi quickly and then dipped down between his legs.
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rbelle310 · 1 year
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Sakusa may have forgiven Komori for giving him chicken pox when they were eight. But he has never forgotten.
Never.
Komori is the reason why he no longer shares food. Because he said "Hey gimme a bite of your sandwich" and broke out in the pox the very next day.
That's why when Komori witnesses Atsumu take a swig of Sakusa's highball without getting murdered, he knows his cousin has found The One.
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arikakuku · 1 year
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My most favourite sakuatsu flavour is shy-shy Kiyoomi who can't muster up the courage to ask Atsumu out, so he does everything that /SUGGESTS/ his love for the blonde, AND NOT SO OBLIVIOUS ATSUMU who uses all his drama class skills to act like the most oblivious person in the  whole universe, who makes it his mission to make Kiyoomi flustered.
Once when Komori got frustrated from Kiyoomi's non-stop blabber about Atsumu, he forced Kiyoomi to confess, so he got Atsumu a flower bouquet with a small 'i love you' written on the note, hoping  Atsumu finally realised however the blonde hits him with a 'aww omi-omi love ya too!  your my bestest friend' Kiyoomi's face falls, and he can hear Inunaki and Tomas' snicker in the background. 
 The next time he tries his luck with a classic “The moon is beautiful, isn't it?” to which  Atsumu hits him with 'yep it is omi-omi! But you know what's more beautiful? YOU!' 
 Kiyoomi has to take a 2min break to make his heart work properly! 
 This goes on for the longest time, the team/friends and FAMILY start getting frustrated from the idiots so Osamu takes it upon himself to free everyone from the misery. 
 He calls both of them to his restaurant, makes them sit on a separate table away from the crowd, calls them a fucking idiot and tell them to get their acts together, start a relationship and if they get married in a year he might  hink of giving them a discount for the catering service
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faelissas · 2 years
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atsumu: u guys dont think ill be alone at 50 right??
sakusa: dont worry
atsumu: yeah??
sakusa: you wont even make it to 50
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homosubtext · 2 years
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sakusa is a SORE loser and so is atsumu but atsumu accuses people of cheating and sakusa says “whatever the game was dumb in the first place so who cares. i wasn’t even playing anyway”
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depressed-avocado · 2 years
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HAIKYUU BOYS AS DESI PEEPS (BASICALLY INDIAN)
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Sugawara:
you just KNOW aunties dote on him, like the moment suga walks through the door, its game over for the other kids.
he loves going to weddings!!! especially his cousins. picking out sherwanis, playing pranks on the groom with the girls, stuffing his face full of exotic delicacies, yup, his favourite time ♥️
during holi, everyone would joke about how his hair has literally turned into some sort of a bad rainbow dye job. shampoo doesnt let the colors dissolute till three days, so he'd walk around looking like a magical color pixie.
Atsumu:
the kind of guy who would be all smiles and sunshines in front of his relatives, but as soon as they'd face the other way, he'd snicker among his friends about how much of a turd they are 😭
diwali is basically chow time. for a day, he literally incarnates as osamu. he'd scruff down 25 kaju katlis and 15 rasgullas like his life depends on it.😀
whenever he sees a cow on the road, he'd unironically pet her and ask for her blessings🤡, he's such a believer in the hindu myths its hilarous.
Oikawa:
you can't tell me he won't get insecure when his parents constantly chide him and compare him to other kids his ages :⁠-⁠\. like he'd be laughing but internally he's spiralling cause shreya got more than him on chemistry. (iwa pulls his outta this always tho)
every girl has a crush on him. and some boys too. but no one confesses. (just desi things: fearing oscratization from society)
milk cake is his favourite desert. as well as gulab jamun and rasmalai and lassi. infact everything sweet. but if you put a gun to his head, he'd pick aloo dum and puri
Sakusa:
ABHORS the carmaderie that comes with being desi. hates it when uncles pat him and aunties pull his cheeks. except komori, all snotty-faced cousins need to keep 90 feet away.
is the cousin everyone would call ideal cause he cracked JEE ADVANCED in his first try with a below 1000 rank. (i like to hc that sakusa is the crazy kid of smart, the one who doesn't even try to study and still gets top marks). every aunty is praising him and asking him what he did to get such nice marks without coaching and he says "volleyball. can i leave now?"
always acts immovable when festivals and weddings come around, acting as if its all a bother but is secretly pumped up cause *cough* *cough* atsumu is always there *cough* *cough*
Yachi:(technically not a guy but who cares)
she loves hanging out with family, but sometimes she meets uncles almost twice her size and almost always faints. her social anxiety doesn't let her mix in much and her stammering gets her nowhere which is a shame cause she genuinely wants to interact with everyone.
her RANGOLI DESIGNS ARE GODSENDS. like everyone is playing with rangoli filters and stickers and she would just? create? a? masterpiece? out? of? nowhere? she doesn't even need any instruments, only her hands and pure skill. madoka most probably thought her to have a steady hand from a young age
gets finicky during holi. she is allergic to the pigments used and has to stay in when everyone is around throwing waterbags and dyes at each other and IT HURTS. but one day hinata brings her organic, allergic-friendly pigments and she plays with the whole of karasuno^⁠_⁠^
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mihorapendeja · 2 years
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HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN THE NEW PLAYER FLIRTS WITH THEIR S/O
featuring: kageyama, sakusa, iwaizumi, osamu, and bokuto.
Atsumu, Bokuto, and Hinata were feeling particularly hyped about the week to come. The Adlers would be joining them for a practice game, everyone's favorite Hajime Iwaizumi (27) athletic trainer would be paying them a visit, and the great Toru Oikawa had finally been granted a vacation request to fly on out to Japan. What nobody anticipated, was the five newbies the Adler's had acquired ... what could go wrong? KAGEYAMA
Tobio was feeling so annoyed when they were on the bullet train for the 5 hr journey to Higashiosaka, Osaka. The reason? The Adler's had taken in 5 new members, sort of.
All five newbies were volleyball athletes at the top of their division, and one of them would most likely be making the cut by the end of the season. Because their parents had connections with their head coach Banjō Suzaku, they were allowed to come to their practice game to observe. Normally he wouldn't care, but all five of them were incredibly loud. One of them had spilled his drink on him just when they had made it to the Osaka gym where MSBY trained.
It was the reason Kageyama entered the court a bit later, but he didn't mind it because he wondered if Hinata would be searching for him. The thought of that made Tobio grin as he pushed through the heavy metal doors, his eyes scanning the room for orange soft locks. Just as he had found what he was looking for, Kageyama's mouth dropped open as there he was, laughing before bending into a deep stretch. There was Shoyo, with his glorious legs spread open into a V shape, bending over to touch his toes, all right in front of the newbie, Kei Takahashi. "That's quite the deep stretch ... and view." Hajime observed, standing next to Tobio who was now frowning.
As Shoyo continued to laugh at something Kei said, he finally laid eyes on bold blue ones that glared back. "Kageyama!" Hinata shouted, arms raised with excitement. "Kageyama this is Kei. Kei like Tsuskishima." He announced, glancing up with a smile that Tobio did not reciprocate. Not understanding why Tobio was being so cold, he took a few steps back before wondering if Kageyama was just being his intense, focused self. "Fine, set to me." Hinata quipped, taking a few more steps back as Kageyama finally met him with a sly smirk. Just by the few steps Tobio took back, Hinata knew that something was off.
That wasn't his typical opening serve. Kageyama tossed the ball up, and the second it met the palm of his hands, Shoyo knew it was not being directed at him. It finally clicked in Hinata’s mind that Tobio did that on purpose, out of jealousy. All he could do was stand still as the ball swooshed past Kei with so much force it rebounded on the wall behind them and actually hit Takahashi on the back of his head. Hinata was on his way to check up on Kei when Kageyama caught up to him.
"Excuse me, why don't you clear on out of here while my boyfriend and I go practice?" Kageyama spat as he grabbed Hinata by the arm, feeling his toned biceps as he dragged him away. "Was that really necessary?" Shoyo hissed. Completely proud of himself, Tobio glanced down at Hinata with that menacing grin of his before ruffing those orange locks he loved so much, "oh, absolutely."
KIYOOMI SAKUSA
Sakusa had just finished cleaning and refilling his hydroflask when he headed back into the court. Just before he had left, Atsumu had complained about their captain Meain forgetting to bring the usual water pitchers they normally had. Kiyoomi was not about to share his with the blonde Miya, so instead, he had taken his spare change to buy him a bottled water from a nearby vending machine. When Sakusa was back inside, there was Atsumu, laughing with some stranger.
“Who is that?” Kiyoomi had frowned, annoyed that there was more people than they had anticipated. “Oh, it’s one of the newbies from the Adlers, they’re not really on the team though.” Meain had explained. “Then why are they here?” Sakusa still frowned, annoyed as that newbie now rolled the sleeve of his jersey up. “Apparently they’ve got parents who sponsor the Adler’s so … they’re just here to observe and get what they can out of it.” 
Kiyoomi was not happy about that. Much less when that newbie took his compression sleeve off saying it was too big on him. “Oh, you wanna trade?” Atsumu had responded, sporting a confused expression. “Yeah, yours look way too tight on you.” The newbie had smirked, his eyes devouring Atsumu’s chest. Surprisingly clueless to the attention he was receiving, Atsumu ran a hand through his hair, all non-chalantly trying to play it off. But of course, flattery was the way to his stupid heart.
“Yer right, I have been working extra hard in the gym so I guess I’m a bit more muscular.” Atsumu responded with that innocent smile he could somehow muster. Yet, anyone that knew Atusmu Miya knew that he was no saint. “I guess.” Kiyoomo spat out, mocking Atsumu as besides him, Inunaki burst into a shit eating grin. It wasn’t everyday someone got the better out of their favorite, reclusive germ freak. Moments later, Kiyoomi almost audibly gasped when Atsumu took off his black compression sleeve to put on the newbie's one. The germs it inhabited, but most of all, the audacity. Was that new motherfucker branding Atsumu? Marking him? On his watch? Absolutely not. 
“That newbie’s setting afire to that whore’s heart, someone’s stealing yer boy.” Shion teased as Meain shot him a stern look. “I guess I’ll have to put it out.” Kiyoomi responded, walking away.
“Did you really have to rile him up?” 
“Please, like you didn’t want to.”
Meain couldn’t deny it, he wanted to see what Sakusa would do. He expected some kind of short-lived confrontation, but instead, Kiyoomi chose pure violence when he stormed towards Atsumu and the newbie. Twisting the cap off the bottled water, he held his glare with the newbie who looked so intimidated by Sakusa’s wrath. “Oh shit.” Hinata whispered under his breath, tugging at Kageyama’s sleeve to call for his attention as the two then observed.
With just a few steps between them, Sakusa then pretended to slip as he chugged the whole water bottle into the newbies face. Atsumu was able to jump back, avoiding the bottle and getting splashed all together. He could be a bit blonde at times, but he wasn’t a total idiot. He knew Sakusa did that on purpose. “Oops, my wrists spazzed.” Was all Kiyoomi could say as he dragged Atsumu away, peeling that compression sleeve off his arm and throwing it in a trashcan. “The tighter one made your biceps look better.” Kiyoomi whispered, leaving Atsumu by the dumpster, a blushing mess.
.... (part 2 up soon, who do you want to see next? leave a comment :)
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