13 Works by papertulips
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“I wish I could come more often. I sometimes miss you and my home so much, everything was a lot easier when I had you to take care of me,” Atsumu sighs, eyes closing, feeling like he could fall asleep any second.
“But Kiyoomi takes care of you now,” Shinsuke looks up at Kiyoomi, their eyes locking as his palm continues to work over Atsumu’s thigh, “doesn’t he?”
Atsumu laughs, but it ends in a whimper once Shinsuke’s fingers stray dangerously close to his hip, pulling up the hem of his shorts with it, and Kiyoomi moves his own to Atsumu’s soft hair, almost on instinct.
“He does,” Atsumu replies, eyes still closed, “a little differently than you did.”
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Tooru wonders how it would feel to have Atsumu on the opposite side of the net, just a few inches away. He has never liked the easy games, the slackers who give up fast when they see him. Tooru loves the ones whose blood boils when they know they will be playing against him. He always wants a challenge, and that’s exactly what Atsumu would give him. He wants to anger Atsumu so much that he would do anything to destroy him.
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He thinks of the money that he owes, the men he owes it to that will now kill him no matter if he delivers it or not. His mom who will call tomorrow morning to ask if he’s had a meal because it’s a Sunday and she knows that he’s always out of money by the end of the week. His brother that’s sipping on wine whose name Atsumu can’t even pronounce or fucking his wife in the penthouse of a hotel where a room for one night costs more than his monthly rent. Of broken dreams and promises made in the heat of the moment. Of two strange men sitting in a car that’s not even his own who are now the only ones that he has in this entire world.
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And when he comes, Tooru smiles, teeth digging into his lower lip as his eyes gaze into Atsumu's like he's asking to be fucked again, and again, and again.
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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The two of them, broken boys. One running away from love, the other burning with it so brightly he might as well rip the heart out of his chest and replace the sun in the sky with it.
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In Kiyoomi’s dream that night, Shouyou appears like a warm, gentle breeze on a summer dawn. Kiyoomi sits beneath a tangerine tree, its leaves caressing his cheeks and the skin of his exposed arms. He strokes its bark in return, smiles when a peeled fruit lands in his lap.
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"Atsumu," Kiyoomi says, and everything Atsumu needs to know is there, in the way he uttered his name, so desperately and out of breath. But Atsumu is Atsumu, always so oblivious to Kiyoomi's feelings, yet they both crave the same thing.
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Why did he have to meet Sakusa Kiyoomi on the hottest day of the summer?
Atsumu spent hours tracing his fingers along the blunt edge of the human-shaped emptiness inside of his chest. Tokyo was the universe and Atsumu was a dumb little comet. And Kiyoomi was the Sun. -
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Atsumu wondered what does Kiyoomi crave, how does he like to be touched and where, if he wanted it slow and gentle, to be whispering sweet nothings into his lover’s ear; or if he liked it hard and fast, to be tearing someone apart until tears collect in their blissed eyes. Atsumu wanted to give all of that to him, anything Kiyoomi needed, he was ready to do it. Call him what he is, a fool in love.
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"I gave you the key to my house for emergencies only."
“This is an emergency.”
“What?”
Atsumu pouts, looking up at him with wide eyes that definitely work on Kiyoomi but he will never admit it. “I missed you.” -
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Atsumu saw it in his eyes every time Kiyoomi pressed a knife to his neck, a gun to his head, pretending that he could end his life in that exact moment, but he has never wanted anything like that more than to kiss him until neither of them could breathe anymore. That's how he wanted to take Atsumu's breath away.
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Kiyoomi learns that falling for Atsumu is the easiest thing in the world.