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The last of his regulars bade Osamu farewell close to an hour ago now, and Atsumu has been nursing his glass of apple juice ever since. Sakusa Kiyoomi, the theme of tonight’s pity party, gets brought up every time Atsumu opens his maw, which is all the time. Dozens of tissues have been eviscerated in his name by Atsumu’s carefully groomed hands, and Osamu knows more about the guy’s preferred brands of shampoo, cologne, and antibacterial wipes than he does about the farm-to-fork odysseys of his produce, even though he prides himself on being able to recite the blood type of the very hen that laid what then became a given customer’s eggroll upon request.
It bears mentioning that the poorly concealed attraction his brother seems to harbor for one of his spikers is hardly the issue. Osamu can take waxing poetic about how the moonlight ‘dawdles’ whenever it ‘decides to pay Sakusa’s pupils a call’ or whatever nonsense his idiot of a brother will come up with next, nauseating though it may be.
No, what Osamu has no patience for is the lovesickness.
Why matchmaking is (not) an endeavor doomed to failure: a case study.
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07 Apr 2026
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For Atsumu, sadness always starts in the wrist.
Or, the pitfalls of mistaking your teammate for terra incognita.
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07 Apr 2026
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atsumu swears he is straight. just straight.
then sakusa makes him come in his pants one night in their hotel room.
so... maybe he isn't straight? (he falls in love with sakusa and never gets back up)
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03 Apr 2026
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“Coach Foster told me that you’re coming back to play for the Jackals again,” Atsumu says over the phone. “Where will you be staying? You sold your place when you left, didn’t you?”
“I did.”
Because he hadn’t planned on ever returning.
“So have you found a place yet?”
“I’m still looking.”
“You can stay at mine,” Atsumu says softly.
“What?”
“Come stay with me, Omi.”
Three years ago, Kiyoomi left to play volleyball in France.Atsumu stayed.
Three years on, Kiyoomi returns.
But he's only staying for a year, only until his contract with the Jackals ends. And then he'll retire from volleyball, and take his final leave. Because he's spent his entire life running from love and he's not sure when he'll stop, if ever.
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28 Mar 2026
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Miya flickers his amber eyes at Kiyoomi and smirks. “Got some new campaign photos sent to me. Wanna see?”
Kiyoomi rolls his eyes. “You’ll send them in the group chat anyway, so let’s just get it over with.”
In a low voice, Miya says, “Aw, don’t be like that. I wouldn't mind if you looked at them in private, too.”
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26 Mar 2026