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christmas special
‘secret santa’ atsumu wrote down on the box labeled the ‘22nd’ on his calendar. he sighed. a few minutes ago, meian had emailed all of msby, announcing that he had planned a secret santa and that at practice today, they would pull names.
atsumu wasn’t very good at giving gifts. last year, he gifted his mother a pot for her birthday. his mother doesn’t even plant! atsumu still hasn’t seen the last of the teasing osamu gave him because of that.
anyways, atsumu usually just asks osamu to get him something and he pays him back.
atsumu knew he couldn’t do that when he pulled out sakusa’s name.
“what the fuck!?” atsumu cursed to himself, glaring at the piece of paper with his teammate’s name on it. not only did he have bad gift giving skills, he had a crush on sakusa. giving him a bad gift would definitely throw him off and make him like atsumu even less. he looked at hinata to try and cool off.
“who’d you get, shoyo-kun?” he asked him. “waah! atsumu you’re not supposed to tell anyone!” hinata exclaimed. “yeah tsum tsum! it’s called secret santa for a reason!” bokuto chimed in.
“if you tell me who you guys got, i’ll tell yer who i got.”
at the sound of atsumu’s offer, bokuto whispered “inunaki” in his ear and hinata whispered “tomas”
atsumu looked at them. “mine is worse.” he said. “ooh?” hinata said. “tell us!” bokuto begged. “fine.” atsumu sighed and motioned for them to come closer.
when they did, atsumu whispered “sakusa” in their ears and they screamed, gaining the attention of their other msby teammates, especially sakusa’s because he walks over to them.
“what are you guys shouting about?” he asked them, with raised eyebrows. god, did atsumu love his eyebrows. and his hair. especially his hair. oh, maybe he should get him some hair products to make it even more appealing- atsumu mentally slapped himself.
“well omi-kun, we were talking about our secret santa victims!” atsumu confessed. “yeah, and one of you got someone that worth screaming over?” sakusa asked. now it was hinata and bokuto’s turn to answer but they just looked down.
sakusa chuckled and walked back to wherever he was.
wait..
sakusa was chuckling??
atsumu wanted to press that image of him laughing into his brain forever.
suddenly, he heard clapping in the distance. the three of them looked to the source of the sound and their gazes landed on meian.
“alright wrap it up everyone! since it’s winter break and we have no upcoming matches, that was all for this practice today. make sure to think about what your person would like most!” he said, ushering them out of the locker rooms.
atsumu bid goodbye to hinata and bokuto, and headed straight for sakusa.
“hey omi-omi! who’d you pull?” atsumu asked in an attempt to start a conversation. “it’s a secret, miya.” atsumu pouted. “why the last name? we’ve known each other for a year. what if me and samu are in the same room?” atsumu told him. “then i’d call you miya and your twin, osamu.” sakusa spoke.
atsumu couldn’t help but feel like sakusa was more guarded around him than other people. he knew he shouldn’t question it, but after what sakusa said, he was really curious and wanted to know the answer.
“hey omi-kun, are ye uncomfortable around me?” atsumu asked him. sakusa gave him a look. “why are you asking that?” he said to him. “nevermind, omi-kun.” atsumu sighed. then suddenly, he had an idea.
“hey, i’m really bad at giving gifts, so can you give me some advice?” sakusa looked at him. “do i look like someone who gives good gifts, miya?” he said. atsumu laughed. “well said. what i meant was what do you think are good things to give someone?” atsumu said. “i’m gonna have to know your situation with that person first.” sakusa replied.
atsumu hesitated before saying his answer.
“i have a crush on them.” he blurted. sakusa seemed to stop in his tracks for a second, and then came back to normal. atsumu could’ve missed that action if he wasn’t staring at sakusa, looking for his reaction.
“i don’t know anything about crushes, so just give them flowers or something.” sakusa spat.
“you said the word ‘flowers’ like it were germs on your jacket.” atsumu observed. “do you not like flowers?” he asked. sakusa nodded.
something to keep in mind, atsumu told himself.
“i prefer food. you have no idea where flowers have been.” sakusa said. “but you also don’t know where food has been either.” atsumu reasoned. “that’s true. but you can actually eat food. flowers are just decoration.” sakusa told him. suddenly, a duck ringtone went off.
atsumu looked for the source of the noise, and saw sakusa getting his phone out of his pocket. “is that your ringtone omi?” he teased him. sakusa sent him a menacing glare and answered his phone call.
“hello?” sakusa said, putting his phone next to his ear. atsumu could hear some faint voices. “WHAT?!” sakusa suddenly shouted. he looked around to see if anyone other than him was looking at him, and he went back to his phone call. “you’re serious right now. you didn’t tell me?” sakusa glared into his phone. “i hate you. i’m at the gym right now but i’m gonna leave right now. it’ll take like 7 minutes to get there.” sakusa said. “alright, bye.”
sakusa turned off his phone and looked at atsumu. “komori and suna are on hiatuses and decided to break in my home. do you want to help me berate them?” sakusa offered. “of course.” atsumu smiled.
the ride to sakusa’s house was pretty chill. atsumu expected sakusa to spray him with lysol and offer hand sanitizer every five minutes, but it turns out that sakusa isn’t that overwhelming with clean stuff. he’s only like that in dirty environments, atsumu concluded. all sakusa did was wipe his seat.
atsumu smiled to himself at the thought that sakusa cleaned his seat for him, but it probably didn’t mean much for sakusa.
“we’re here.” sakusa announced. they got out of his car and atsumu gazed at the mansion before him. nobody on msby has been invited to sakusa’s home, so this was like a privilege to atsumu.
sakusa guided him to the entrance and unlocked the door to reveal komori and suna stealing his whole fridge contents.
now, sakusa seemed different now that he was in the presence of komori (and suna). “what got into your heads when you decided to break into my house?” he exclaimed. “you guys better have cleaned everything you used, or i’ll get the lysol.” the two ejp rajins shot a worried look at each other and hurriedly wiped down every surface and washed every plate.
“ye usually put a trash bag over people ya don’t know. ya know sunarin?” atsumu asked sakusa. he nodded. “i met him in college and we bonded over our hatred of you.” sakusa answered. “awwh! i know you don’t hate me omi-kun!” atsumu cooed. sakusa mimicked a gag. sakusa turned to the others.
“you guys done?” he asked them. “yeah, sorry kiyoomi.” komori said. suna walked towards atsumu.
“do you know why i came here with motoya?” suna glared at atsumu. “w-why?” “osamu said something was up with you and that i had to fix it because he’s over in miyagi opening a new restaurant.” suna said. “what’s wrong with you?” suna asked him. atsumu’s face flushed. he looked at sakusa and komori and grabbed suna’s arm. “let’s go to another room.” atsumu hissed at suna. suna gave him a questioning look but went along with it. in atsumu’s peripheral vision, he could see sakusa stiffen up, but he ignored it.
“atsumu, what’s your deal?” suna asked him. atsumu looked away from him. “i confess all my problems to samu.” he said. “and what problem caused osamu to ask me to come here?” atsumu sighed.
“ihaveacrushonomiandourteamhasasecretsantapartyandipulledomi’snameandihavenoideawhattogethimandimafraidthatifigetthewrongthinghe’llhatemeevenmore-“
suna looked at him. “what? is that it? just ask him out for your present.” atsumu’s eyes widened. “i’m surprised ya can understand me! samu just makes me repeat it like 5x slower.” suna laughed. “i’m gonna have to understand you if you’re becoming my brother in law.” atsumu smiled at him.
“so..” suna started. “since i have to help you sort out your thing with kiyoomi, i’m gonna have to stay in your house.” he said. “uh, i have an apartment.” atsumu said. suna stared at him.
“you, a millionaire v-league divison 1 professional volleyball player, lives in an apartment?!” suna exclaimed. atsumu shushed him. “i only plan on getting a house if i ‘m gonna settle down with someone.” “ohh.” suna said, nodding.
“what are you two doing?” komori suddenly barged in, and the two of them jumped.
“atsumu wanted to know what we were gonna do for me and samu’s wedding, so i was filling him in on our marriage plans.” suna blurted. komori nodded. “kiyoomi had to go meet up with someone, so he’s not here. would you two like to stay here still?” komori asked them.
atsumu shook his head. “sunarin’s staying with me so we’d better start making his room.” the two went back in the main room and suna gathered his things.
“bye komori-kun!” atsumu said, and the two left sakusa’s mansion.