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“The fans would probably be better off giving Sakusa hand sanitizer or something,” Barnes jokes.
Atsumu’s ears perk up. Barnes was only kidding, but knowing Kiyoomi, he probably would be more open to receiving sanitizer than chocolates or flowers. Except, Kiyoomi being Kiyoomi, buys his sanitizer in bulk—Atsumu’s seen the bottles lining the shelf in his locker, next to his box of surgical masks.
Masks.Kiyoomi goes through at least two a day; he wears one on his way to practice and another one when he leaves, so even though he buys them in packs of fifty, he goes through them fairly quickly. Atsumu pulls out his phone again and sends one more text to Osamu.
Tsumu: can ya teach me how to sew?
Valentine's Day sneaks up on Atsumu and instead of giving the typical chocolate and flowers, he gets the idea to make Kiyoomi a mask instead.
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What if Atsumu ended his volleyball career in high school just like Osamu because his brother’s leave was too painful for him to manage?
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- Part 3 of Twitter Ficlets
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Sakusa Kiyoomi has always been one to expect the storm, even during times of calm. However, one summer he meets a boy that teaches him to enjoy the warmth of sunshine after the rain.
A SakuAtsu meet-cute at a farmers market has much more of an impact on him than Sakusa imagined.
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Atsumu and Kiyoomi have a long, emotional conversation
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- Part 3 of sakuatsu angst week 2021
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They play against Itachiyama, they play against Sakusa Kiyoomi and they laugh at the confused glances he sends the twins whenever they score, whenever they set and spike perfectly, whenever they bicker because that set was sloppy or shuddup, you could’ve gotten that. Atsumu feels that weird, sludgy and uncomfortably hot feeling spreading through his stomach when he sees them talking to each other post-match, when Sakusa laughs and his eyes crinkle, when Osamu laughs along with him. It looks right, he thinks, the two of them existing in perfect harmony, their laughs reverberating in perfect synchrony, in a way Atsumu could never hope to replicate. Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu’s soulmate and reason for Miya Atsumu’s unbecoming: doesn’t it sound like a great title for his autobiography?
or maybe if he wasn’t a miya the pain in his chest would’ve been easier to deal with.