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Atsumu slumps over the counter, face plopped onto the cool surface of the shiny oak, and groans.
“Ya look like shit- well, more than usual that is,” Osamu says offhandedly, wiping around the blob of a mess that is his brother.
Atsumu lets out another groan of pain, sitting up on his stool, and drags a hand over his tired face. With a drag of his hand, he uncaps the lid off his environment-friendly bottle and takes a sip of the green juice. Atsumu grimaces as the juice doesn’t give him the same instant spout of jittery, heart pumping a little too fast to be safe, bouncing off the walls energy like coffee does and sighs. “Shouyou-kun has me on a juice cleanse after last week’s coffee crash at practice.”
Osamu raises an eyebrow at that. “And you’re actually doin’ it? I knew ya were whipped, but doin’ something so drastic like givin’ up coffee is unlike ya, ‘Tsumu. Coffee is yer crack.”
“Well said crack really had me flyin’ and come crashin’ down last week after a few cups too many and Shou-kun decided to have an intervention. Had me on a juice cleanse the next morning,” Astumu grumbles.
Osamu snaps his cleaning towel with a whoosh, “Whipped I tell ya.”
“Shut up, ya scrub!”
“What’s going on down here?” Akaashi emerges from the office that leads up to his and Osamu’s shared loft on top of the Onigiri Miya shop. Atsumu’s eyes instantly zero in on the mug of steaming coffee nestled between the editor’s cupped hands. “Oh god,” Atsumu chokes out, shakily standing from his seat.
“Keiji,” Osamu speaks wearily, slowly as not to provoke the caffeine-less beast of his brother who looks close to pouncing at his boyfriend’s drink, “I suggest ya tail it back upstairs and bolt the door. Shouyou-kun put ‘Tsumu on a coffee strike.”
“Oh goodness,” Akaashi gasps softly, eyes widened with panic as his hands clench around his warm mug.
“Please... just let me at least sniff it, ‘Kaashi-kun,” Atsumu cries. Hooded tired eyes, rimmed with unshed tears blink quickly to not the tears slip. The blond takes a shaky step towards his brother’s partner and Akaashi yelps in alarm, whipping around back into the office. Hurried steps up the stairs resonate around the quiet shop and Atsumu falls onto his knees with a pitiful sob.
Osamu sighs and sends the video to Hinata with an SOS text to come get his snotty boyfriend. Osamu goes to slip the phone back into his apron’s pocket before stopping and taking it back out. After a quick pause, he shrugs and sends the video to their friends too.
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Word got out quick that Atsumu was on a juice cleanse and couldn’t drink coffee. Word also got out about what happened at Onigiri Miya and now friends and teammates all found it amusing to tease the setter. There was a sort of competition going on who could make Atsumu throw a tantrum and cry more whenever he sees one of them with a cup of coffee.
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Ping!
Ping!
Ping!
Ping!
A new series of messages came up in the Inarizaki group chat.
Sunarin: Guess what Washio got me today.
Sunarin: That’s right Busty Bitches™. My mans got me another iced coffee.
Sunarin: icedcoffee.jpg
Gin: Ooh! I just got one from the cafe down the street from Akagi’s job too!
Gin: togocoffee.jpg
The Ugly Twin: Keiji and I settled on the roasts of coffee to make at the shop. Good quality cup of joe
The Ugly Twin: onigirimiyamugs.jpg
Aran: Hajime-kun and I just got off facetime with Oikawa-kun!
Aran: triosmilingwithcoffee.jpg
Akagi: Heading off to my break for a quick cup of coffee down the street right now!!
Kita-san: Tobio-kun, Granny, and I are finishing up breakfast as well.
Kita-san: threemugsofcoffee.jpg
Kita-san: Aran-kun, please give our congratulations to Tooru-kun on his marriage with Koushi-kun. Tobio-kun and I hope to have them at the farm again for coffee when they’re in town.
Aran: I’ll pass it along during tomorrow’s breakfast video call!
Kita-san: Thank you.
Akagi: Yo, Atsumu-kun! I’m in town this weekend! Let’s go get some coffee and catch up!
Akagi: Oh wait
Atsumu: fuck u guys
Sunarin: Oh no did we make him cry again
The Ugly Twin: lol
Sunarin: F in the chat for the fallen
The Ugly Twin: f
Sunarin: F
Riseki: f
Akagi: f
Omimi: F
Aran: F
Gin: f
Kita-san: F.
Atsumu has left the chat
Kosaku: f
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"I just want one stupid sip," Atsumu muffledly wails into Hinata's chest.
Hinata sighs, rubbing Atsumu's back in a hopefully comforting manner as the blond drips snot and fat crocodile tears onto his once clean hoodie. "There there 'Tsumu-san. You're doing a wonderful job so far and I'm so proud of you for going so long without coffee and sticking to your cleanse."
"Really," Atsumu sniffles, peering watery golden eyes at the ginger.
"Yes, really. Atsumu-san really is the best!"
Another loud sniff and a wobbly smile come from the setter, "yeah, I am the best huh?"
Giggles and wet sniffs fill the room soon after.
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This went on for weeks and the longer it went on, the less and less they got a reaction out of Atsumu. If anything, the most reaction was coming from everyone else. Team members and friends would be seen with a new cup of coffee every few hours each day.
Hinata worried observed his teammates and friends’ habits, taking note of the tremors racking through their hands causing missed spikes, endless energy quickly depleting, headaches and insomnia, and serious dehydration.
After another practice watching their teammates drag themselves onto the court, dark marks coloring the skin under their tired eyes and Sakusa almost biting Tomas’s hand for trying to steal a sip of his coffee, Hinata decides he needs to do something. And soon.
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Hinata watches as Sakusa and Ushijima sign in before making their way to the others in the MSBY home gym. Grabbing the clipboard with the sign-in sheet overflowing with names, Hinata sighs and walks to the center of the circle.
“Welcome to CAA which is short for Coffee Anonymous Association,” Hinata cheerfully exclaims with a sunny smile. “I’m sure you all know why you’re here today.” A couple of jittery nods answer his inquiring eyes. “Great! Why don’t we get started so we can then plan everyone’s juicing program afterwards!”
“Atsumu-san,” Hinata begins, turning to the blond sitting with his legs crossed and an air of peace around him, “since you’re a recovered caffeine addict, why don’t you start us off?”
Uncapping his vibrant orange juice bottle with a flourish, Atsumu takes a few healthy sips before pulling back with a satisfied hum. A smug, cocky smile frames his glowing face. Steady hands run through perfectly styled shiny locks as he scans the mass of familiar people in the room. Atsumu locks eyes with Hinata and smiles at his little lover, eyes softening and insides fluttering. He winks at his sweet giggling boyfriend before returning his attention to the occupants of the room, cocky attitude back in place. “Alright, ya losers- not you Kita-san. My name is Miya Atsumu and I’m three months caffeine-free.”