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Sakusa Kiyoomi is very much aware that there are a lot of uncertain things in life, and a lot of unexpected things can happen.
No one expected their team captain back in high school to get an injury during a game, no one was certain they would win every match. He never saw himself being in a team as crazy as MSBY and didn't think he'd get along so well with people like Bokuto or Atsumu, even so far as to consider them his best friends. Still, he was grateful for them, for many, different reasons.
He never thought he'd fall in love, and be so in love with a person. Yet here he is.
Lots of unexpected and uncertain things, but as Kiyoomi stared at the sleeping man beside him, his orange hair was a mess, pink lips slightly parted, his face is illuminated by the warm glow of the sun seeping through the window, he knows that this is one of the things he is certain about.
Hinata Shouyou.
From the first time he had heard about the man, to the day he had first joined the team, until now; said man had been nothing but be a ray of sunlight in his life.
There are a lot of things he adores about Hinata Shouyou. It's how passionate he is about things, especially volleyball. How hungry he is and how much he likes to consume all the knowledge he can get about said sport. It's how gentle, warm, and kind he is, smiling so brightly at anyone. He's so easy to get along with. He takes care of himself, and everyone else, so well, and looks out for them.
Kiyoomi can make a long list of things he loves about Shouyou, but what tops it all is he is Shouyou. He just love him as he is.
So lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice the smaller man flutter his eyes awake, not until he felt a warm hand touch his face. He stares at Shouyou, who is already smiling at him.
"Good morning, Omi-san!" Shouyou greets him, voice a bit rough but still ever so sweet and bubbly.
"Good morning, sunshine," he replied with a smile, nuzzling his face into his lover's hand and kissing his palm. He then kissed his arm, trailing to his shoulder, neck, then to his face, and started showering it with more kisses.
Shouyou giggled, then wrapped his arms around Kiyoomi's waist, burying his face in the latter's chest, who also had his arms automatically wrapped around him.
They stayed like that for a while, savoring the feeling of warmth and comfort in each other's arms. With a schedule as busy as theirs, they always take the opportunity to make good use of every time they have with each other. Fortunately for both of them today, they have the whole day off, so they can cuddle and pretty much do what they want, as much as they want.
"Time to get ready for our day, Omi-san!." Shouyou said after a while, giving the raven-haired man a quick peck on the lips, then booping his nose before standing up.
Kiyoomi smiled a little and was quick to follow his lover.
Morning was spent doing a morning run, a quick meditation after, and then preparing a meal together. They talked about their plans for today, and other things while they ate. Once they were done, Kiyoomi washed the dishes, while Shouyou dried them.
It might be odd, but Kiyoomi's favorite part of their apartment was the kitchen. A tiny space filled with succulents and other tiny house plants, scattered on the window sill and countertops because Shouyou loves them and Kiyoomi is nothing but a whipped man, so he lets him get all the plants that he wants.
"They give a nice touch to the house. Makes it more lively and relaxing." He remembers Shouyou saying when he asked why he loves littering their home with it. He wasn't the type to be fond of plants, but he had learned to appreciate them just as much as his lover did as time passed by.
Kitchen is where they share some of their fondest memories. Where Kiyoomi first realizes he's in love with Shouyou, the next morning after the latter stayed for the night, walking his way to the area, still half asleep. It's where Shouyou asked him to be his boyfriend after a lunch, and where they both proposed to each other on the night of their anniversary.
So many things had happened for the years that passed, but if one were to ask Kiyoomi what his favorite out of all of them, he'd say it's the morning tranquility that they always share after every routine, here in their own tiny space.
Just like today.
The silence that filled the room was comforting, with the only noise being the music playing so softly from the radio that is connected to Shouyou's phone. They were leaning at the countertop, shoulders touching and playing with each other's hands.
When their song starts playing, Shouyou's head perks up, and with a glimmer in his eyes, he faces Kiyoomi and says. "Omi, wanna dance with me?"
Kiyoomi stared at him and then sighed as he took Shouyou's hand, letting himself be pulled to stand up. A tiny, fond smile has formed on his lips, one that wasn't left unnoticed by the tangerine haired man.
Then and there, they danced into the sweet, mellow song coming from the radio, hands holding each other's and bodies swaying from side to side. It was like that for a while, until Shouyou pulled away and held his hand up that was holding Kiyoomi's, and tried to make the tall man twirl. Kiyoomi gave him a look, but the smaller man only grinned at him and continued to try to make him do what he wanted.
Kiyoomi sighed, and with a small smile on his lips, he bent and twirled under Shouyou's arms. The younger one giggled and then made the other do the same thing a couple of times.
Despite having a hard time due to the height differences, Kiyoomi still does it, letting out a laugh while doing so. As long as he could see the wide grin on Shouyou's face, he'd gladly do anything, even if it made him look like a fool.
The kitchen was filled with giggles, a little bit of teasing, and soft music. It's always the best feeling, Kiyoomi thinks. Spending his morning with his favorite person in his favorite space.
Their hearts feel so full like it was going to explode any moment. They've been together for five years, but it feels like they're still falling in love with each other. Still so into each other.
Throughout the whole time they were dancing, Kiyoomi's eyes never left Shouyou, who was mirroring the same glint of fondness in his eyes, adorning his signature bright smile. One that he wants to keep, one that he loves to be the cause of. He always thought that he was so lucky to have met the sun incarnate, and to have him in his arms right now. He loves to think that Shouyou felt the same too, and honestly, the man never fails to tell him every day how thankful he is to wake up every morning seeing the brightest star besides him.
Oh I'm so in love. He thought as he leaned down and kissed his husband, deep and sweet, full of emotion. Full of love.
Lots of unexpected and uncertain things, but as Kiyoomi holds his home in his arms, all feeling warm on the inside, he knows. He is certain, that this is something he'd want to keep, how he wants to spend his time with.
And as he interlocked their hands, his eyes on the identical golden bands wrapped around both of their ring fingers, glinting by the sun seeping through the window, he knows. He has a lifetime doing so.