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“Will you call me Atsumu now?” Miya asks.
“No, Atsumu,” Kiyoomi replies. He freezes, shocked at how easily the name had rolled off his tongue, like it had always belonged there.
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Atsumu can’t tell what mixed him up more: the friends with benefits arrangement or the fake dating arrangement. The combination of both has made a mess of Atsumu’s head, and he wants nothing more than to move on from it.
But ‘moving on from it’ seems impossible given the whole fake engagement thing.
Inspired by the prompt: "We're fake dating and I'm supposed to publicly break up with you but you pissed me off so I publicly proposed instead and now we're getting married, fuck."
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“Always wanted to fuck a goth babe,” Atsumu comments casually. His gaze finds a home on Kiyoomi’s lips. “I bet you’re a freak in bed, huh?”
It’s a horrible pick up attempt. Kiyoomi resents the anticipation that twists in his gut, resents all the sly smiles and weighted stares that work exactly how they’re intended to. Resents that Atsumu knows what he’s doing, wearing Kiyoomi down until he snaps under the tension.
Well, two can play this game, and Kiyoomi’s not going down without a fight.
“You could say that,” Kiyoomi answers, matching Atsumu’s indifferent tone. “Probably would be too much for you.”
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“Can I?” he asked after a beat.
Kiyoomi glanced at the hovering arm, then gave a small nod.
Atsumu smiled, wrapping an arm around Kiyoomi’s shoulders and pulling him closer. “Ya don’t feel like throwin’ up or kickin’ me in the face, do ya?”
“I’ve never kicked anyone in the face.”
“Ya’ve thought about it.”
“I’m thinking about it right now.”
Atsumu chuckled, rubbing slow circles into Kiyoomi’s shoulder.
“You don’t make me anxeous…surprisingly,” Kiyoomi muttered after a pause.
Atsumu grinned. “That supposed to be a compliment?”
“Take it however you want.”
“Oh, I’m takin’ it as a huge one.”
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Kiyoomi Sakusa is touch-starved and Atsumu helps him with it.
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“Shit,” Atsumu spat, reeling back, dazed. The person he’d run into also stumbled back. A hood fell off of curly black hair, and as Atsumu’s hand came up to check if his nose was okay he saw a pair of moles above a very angry eye.
“I just saw ya on TV,” Atsumu said, because he was a very smart man.
Before he could react, the front of his shirt was being grabbed and he was pulled into an alley.
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Sakusa is an android on the run. Atsumu is the just the guy who happens to get in his way.
Series
- Part 1 of Mechanical Hearts