Thinking about how Sakusa’s bathroom is full of nothing but ‘antibacterial’ everything.

sakusa kiyoomi x gn!reader soulmate au (the last words your soulmate will ever say to you are written somewhere on your body) 
content warning: general angst, major character death, mentions of funeral, car crash, hospital

you wish you could’ve said tears made your vision blurry. but after all these days, your eyes were perfectly dry, no little rivers were streaming down your puffed cheeks, and you were forced to stare directly at your wrist, and the words tattooed there by some idiotic magic. some cursed, freaky foolery that made you rethink your life the past two days at least ten times, searching for even one mistake, for even one moment you could feel something wasn’t right. 

but to your dismay, there was nothing. everything in your life fell to pieces so perfectly, as if you were the princess in a dream of every five year old girl in the world, only now could you realize, it was all too good to be true. well, except one part. 

the words stared back at you, burning into your flesh, your glance holding them into place, as if they were to disappear if you did as much as blink. 

“and one day more”, the tattoo said, directly and clear, never changing tint painted your skin black, no matter how desperately you wanted the letters to shift into something else. you wished to be hated right now. you wished for it to be an insult, and yet, the words remained as cheesy and painfully romantic as the first day you saw them. 

so he wasn’t your soulmate after all. 

all these years, never once had you doubted that. since the moment atsumu introduced him to you, since the moment he said “oh and i guess this is omi-kun, but it’s not like you’re gonna have a conversation wi—”

and since the moment he interrupted. 

“i am perfectly capable of introducing myself, miya.” since the moment he glared at him, fingers constantly running through his hair, all messy from practice, by which he was visibly annoyed. 

“hate to break it to you, but my actual prefered name is a bit more mundane than that cursed nickname” 

“hey, i came up with that! it’s not cursed!” atsumu pouted, half mockingly, half serious, 

“precisely” he mumbled, making the setter narrow his eyebrows even more, before huffing and proceeding to leave, “i’ll be coming back to practice. it was so nice of you to come! just yell at me if you want me to rescue you” he winked, and soon was gone. 

“so? are you actually going to tell me your name?” you asked, one eyebrow raised, as his eyes focused back on you.

“please, like you don’t know” he chuckled, internally surprised with himself that somehow, his usual anxiety and disgust wasn’t kicking in, instead he felt relaxed and in place when talking to you, even if it was no more than thirty second since you met each other. 

“oh, so you consider yourself a celebrity, huh?” you laughed, causing him to shake his head. 

for a second he didn’t respond. you were starting to feel startled with the way he started at your smiling lips, but then he blinked finally, and answered. 

“i have places to be and balls to spike,smiles. let’s just say…”

and that, that was the precise moment since which you knew. since the one line he said before running off, a smug smile you should never be able to see, and yet you did. you were sure and certain. this was your soulmate. 

“… i only share that information with people i actually like”.

“sure you do, omi-kun!” 

since that moment, your heart began to settle and as much as you pushed that thought away, saying that you were too young to know, and after all you just exchanged a couple of truly meaningless sentences with him, you couldn’t deny the fact that you knew. knew for a fact, that you’ve found your own person. 

it was so random and sudden, so casual, countless evenings did you stare at your mirror and let your mind wonder, trying to find answers as to why you were feeling so strongly so fast. it was uncharachteristic of you, even if you were ever in love, you didn’t believe it could happen on such first sight, and yet there you were. was it the magic your parents always told you about? the one so inexplicable that they always stated that “you just have to feel it”, and “you’ll know when it comes”?

you thought it was just your lonely brain pulling tricks on you, until that one night you decided to hang out with the MSBY team, and went to tsumu’s apartment, waiting for hinata, meian and sakusa along with tsumu and bokuto. 

you didn’t pay much attention to their talk, it was mostly plans for the upcoming season, until they shifted the subject. 

“hey, did you ever read what was on omi’s wrist? he never covered it, but maybe that’s why i didn’t pay attention” the blonde wondered, his fingers playing with the edge of his glass. bokuto shook his head. 

“no, i think it’s too personal to check. why’re you curious? you hope you’re his soulmate or what?” he laughed in his usual, loud way, and the word “soulmate” called for your attention. 

“no you weirdo, it’s just he started covering it recently, and i just wonder, did he meet his other half?” 

“my ma’ always said that there’re no other halfs, because you’re a person on your own”

“yeah yeah, cute, but not the point here, bokuto” atsumu sighed. “and he didn’t even tell me… bastard.”

there was comfortable silence between the three of you for a few brief seconds, before the blond setter started the topic again:

“hey, you’re oddly quiet, where’s your tattoo located?” he asked with genuine curiosity in his eyes, as you glared at your wrist, covered loosely with the bracelet you wore over it ever since you got the tattoo, it being something so intimate you didn’t want to share it with the entire world at once, concealers didn’t work on the ridiculously black tint, and the bracelet made it harder to read. 

“you didn’t notice? thought you were observant?” you teased, making atsumu roll his eyes and take your hand into his, pushing the piece of jewelery away to read the caption. 

“it’s on your wrist too? awh, maybe you’re omi’s soulmate!” he exclaimed looking at the writing from every angle possible. 

“what’s written on there?” bokuto asked, not wanting to shift from his seat across the table. 

“oh, it’s and—”

“we’re here!” hinata yelled at the same moment, giving you an opportunity to move your hand back. 

and so it stayed a mistery. 

you shifted onto the bed you shared, still messy after you both woke up those couple of days ago, earlier than you were supposed to, because of a text he got from his mother. a text that set him off for the entire day and finally caused everything that happened next. 

your heart couldn’t stay still when you put your head over the pillow, the familiar scent of the other side of the mattrace hitting you no matter how hard you tried to hold your breath. 

you noticed a small package laying on a nightstand next to your fiance’s side, and you went over to grab it, eyes getting hot when you realized what it was. 

a set of band aids. 

omi wore band aids on his wrist for as long as you could remember, but according to atsumu, he only started wearing those after meeting you. they were always on the inner side of his wrist, and after a while putting them on was his routine, it grew on him so much he didn’t even really think about it - just bought a pack once a week and put it on 2 times a day, for it to stay hygenic. didn’t make it a big deal or anything, but if you asked, he’d turn really gloomy, while also trying not to worry you too much. 

“hey, weirdo, let me see what’s under that band aid. you of all people should know that if you get a cut, you can’t have it covered all the time, it won’t heal like this” you muttered against the couch you were laying on, gently grabbing his hand by the little finger, only for him to jerk it away, not even moving his gaze from the book he was reading. 

“it’s not a cut” he just mumbled, eyes following the printed letters in utter focus. 

“then why do you cover it?”

“i don’t want you to see it” he explained straight away, in the blunt way he always would, not finding any reason to keep it away from you.

“why?” you asked sincerely, apparently enough to bring his eyes away from the book. he reached out to grab the tips of your fingers into his and slowly rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand, a soft smile wondering on his face but never actually reaching to lift up the corners of his lips. 

you couldn’t help but grin a bit yourself, making him raise an eyebrow. 

“quit smiling at me, i can’t stop messing up what i’m saying if you look at me like that” 

you giggled. 

“like what?” 

“nevermind, dummy. just… don’t worry about it. just trust me and don’t check, okay?” he pulled your hand to his chest so you’d come and sit beside him in the armchair. you curled up against his chest, hair still wet from the shower damping his t-shirt, enjoying the smell of his perfume and the delicate, intimate aura of the moment, even though curiousity wouldn’t let you out of its hold. 

“is it your soulmate mark?” you asked, remembering the conversation between you and atsumu, about how he started to cover it. 

“thought i told you not to worry, didn’t i darling? can i trust you that you won’t check?” he mumbled against your hair, and let out a breath when you nodded. he trusted you wouldn’t, and you didn’t.

although now you wish you did. 

“what’re we reading?” your sleepy voice ended the silence in your living room after a while, your eyes too tired to see for themselves. sakusa shifted and relaxed in his position, taking a breath before he started telling. 

“it’s called the orange girl. it’s a story of a boy reading letters from his dead dad, who wrote them while terminally sick, about a love story he shared with a girl, whom he met on the tram, she got his attention because she was holding a basket of oranges. she then disappears and shows up at random places at random times, acknowledging him but never actually talking, and they continue this hide and seek until she gives him a riddle, which he solves. they can’t be together for long, since he’s sick, but they had to, since their love was so true they couldn’t stay away from each other without falling into pieces. they were like the glue holding each other together, the mistery being the only shared link they had for a long time” he kept lowering his voice as he felt your head growing heavier and heavier against his chest, to the point he practically whispered. 

“that’s… sad” you mumbled, half passed out, and he tried so hard to surpress his laugh, so it doesn’t bring you out of your blissfull state. 

“i don’t think it is, no. see, they didn’t have much time with each other, but that was enough for them, they cherished every moment and would much rather spend so little together than eternities alone. no matter how long she’ll have to spend alone before meeting him again, she’ll love him forever, and so will he, even though he’s not physically there, i think it’s poethic.” he stated, getting hair out of your face, gently leaning forward to put the book down. 

“just as i’ll love you.” he added, now thinking you were asleep completely “even if you’ll hate me. come on, big baby, let’s get you to sleep” 

come to think of it, he always said he’ll love you forever. never an eternity, always forever. in his proposal, it was “always and for always” and whenever you fought and made up it was “for as long as the sun shines in the morning”

never an eternity. 

it’s not like it was something bad, he could be really a master of his words if he wanted to, and if he ever used that one, you’d obviously get scared and tell him to quickly say something else, not to tease fate too much, but he never did. 

as if he knew. 

you wanted to show him just as much you respected him and his privacy after that night, scared by the last sentence he said, and thought you didn’t hear, and made it your goal to find a new set of band aids for the both of you. it was often “look, omi! i found ones with elza, from frozen! she reminds me of you, so here. take these” 

“excuse me? if i get elsa, you get swen”

“why the hell would i get swen?”

or that time when for your anniversary you had ones custom made with some of his favorite song quotes. it was an inside joke, not much of a joke but much of an inside between the two of you, that always put a smile on your faces while still reminding you that before love, before passion and before even friendship, there was always trust and respect between the two of you. 

and that reminder was often needed. 

he could be a sappy romantic, at times, but it was still the sakusa kiyoomi you met that first day, still a blunt jerk, accents on jerk, still closed off, still a bit egoistic and cold at times. you two had similar tempers, and it often resulted in fights. very often. 

you loved his fierce attitude, you adored his honesty. appreciated the straight forward notices when he didn’t like something you did, and liked the way he always spoke what was on his mind when around you. but sometimes what was on his mind didn’t exactly cover what you wanted to hear. 

as you put away the box of band aids, your hand grazed over the photoframe still damaged from the one time he had to glue it back together after one fight, after he threw it on the ground to let out his anger in some way. 

you yelled at him for your fair share of over twenty minutes, and only when your voice started to get sore, did he start talking, but whenever he wanted, venom could cover those sweet words he’d so often whisper, as if his sentences were sharp enough to cut through glass. 

“why can’t you just let someone care about you?” you’d shout, voice cracking at the end, causing you to put a hand over your throat, realizing it’s time to stop talking. 

“because you won’t understand! you’ll never understand! that’s the thing, y/n, you may try as hard as you want to, but in the end, you’re too—” he’d manage to bite his tongue before saying something he didn’t mean, and yet your eyes widened. 

“too what? too stupid? too much of an idiot to mit the intelectual standards you have set? is that it?” you’d drag and tease, as every muscle in his body would tense up, fists curling as he’d take the frame and smash it onto the ground, soon realizing how much of an overreaction that was, but not just yet. 

“stop putting words in my mouth! i never said you were stupid, for fucks sake—” 

the door closing behind you would wake him up from his thoughts, as he whispered a quiet “fuck” under his breath, and go after you. 

nevertheless you’d never leave, you always went to the bathroom, put some water in your face, take a few deep breaths, and by the time you were ready to go face him, he’d already have calmed down and would be ready to talk, apologize if it was his fault, forgive if it wasn’t. 

cause after all, you were soulmates. 

you were meant to be with each other. you wouldn’t survive with each other. two puzzles of the same picture, fitting perfectly, and not with anything else. 

right?

he’d mutter the lyrics to can’t help falling in love while he’d occasionally do your hair, he’d come behind you while you were cooking and rest his chin on your shoulder. leave notes in your lunch. 

he was the most thougtful person you ever met. the most precise in his actions, most affectionate in what he was capable of doing for you, most selfless in giving his all into bringing a smile on your face. 

one night, he came home from practice, and there was just something so weird about him, you remembered, about the way he smiled almost like he was fifteen again, all excited and hyped. 

you lifted yourself up from the bed, finding it hard to move, since the ache in your heart was roaming throughout your entire body,leaving you tired and defenseless. however you managed to get to the dresser, and search for one through your shirts. 

“so, you know how i’m not the biggest fan of merch, right?” he said, his eyes lit up as he turned around to grab a nicely wrapped, loose gift from his bag. 

“i know? you don’t understand the hype people get from wearing things that have your surname on it, you’ve told me countless times”

“yes, but—”

“you’ve also told me that doing figurines of living real people is somewhat creepy”

“yeah, that too—”

“and that the plushie they made with you scares the living shit out of—”

“i know! i know! but listen” he’d say, handing you the package. as you began opening it carefully, he continued “you know that because of privacy policy they can’t make the merch jerseys the exact same as the real ones? the merch has the surname and number smaller by 2 centimeters, and the space between each letter is wider by exactly a half of a centimeter. and since we’re redoing the shirts with a slightly different design, i ordered—”

“you ordered one more for me” you whispered as you held the soft material in your hands, the paper laying somewhere on the ground, by your feet. 

“i ordered one more for you.” he finished, scratching his neck in a nervous gesture “i know that i’m not the best boyfriend—”

“fiance” you corrected. 

“fiance, when it comes to letting you wearing my things, so i hope this makes up for it in a way?” he suddenly flinched as if he remembered something right in that moment “oh, and…” he reached to his bag again “these are my perfumes. if… oh my god, this is so pathethic, why was i so—”

you took the bottle out of his hand, and, since he didn’t like to hug right after coming home, you gave him the brightest smile you could. 

“it’s perfect. you’re perfect.” you muttered, hand moving upwards to ruffle his hair and mess with him just a little bit “come on, go clean up, dinner’s almost ready”

would it be a violation of your agreement if you just wore his shirt now? it’s not like he’d come check. you didn’t need your own-his shirt right now. you didn’t need to have “the one original that no fan will ever have”, you didn’t give a fuck about those 2 and a half centimeters of difference that meant so much to you. 

you hastened to open the bottom drawer, and then, folded nicer than your version, was the real, real sakusa kiyoomi number 15 MSBY shirt, the one and only, a little harsh from being used and washed a lot, but right now, there was no softer fabric in the world. 

you hid your head in the folds of the jersey, begging for the tears that you knew damn well were building up to finally come out. 

“you idiot” you whispered, “you idiot, you idiot, you fucking idiot!” louder and angrier every time you began wailing, the black material being the only thing covering your screams. “why’re you always so stupid? so… so fucking precise? couldn’t you spend one night, one night without me? one night in anger? you’d still be— you absolute, fucking idiot, sakusa!” 

only anger and frustration came to your heart as you recalled all the things he did with you. 

all the dances to classical waltzes at three in the morning in the small light over your oven. 

your walks with his dog, faces white and noses red from the winter cold. 

all the events you’d go to along with him, when he’d dress up all pretty and would ask you to do his tie, even if he was the master of the art himself. 

the time he actually taught you how to tie a tie, while you were both drunk talking in your bedroom after a college party. 

all the things he did for you. the good morning forehead kisses, the cups of hot tea with the exact amount of additions you liked, the way he always wrapped your scarf a little bit tighter around your neck, the way he’d remind you to wash your face if you were too tired to motivate yourself to get up and do it. 

why would he do all those things with such ease, how did he memorise every single line of your character, every single habit you ever developed, if he

wasn’t your soulmate?

your sharp breath began to even out after a while, as you recalled the most recent events. 

he was very set off that morning. his mother, who he hated with all the hatred available in his heart, texted him something about an alledged family dinner he had to go to that evening. 

the text woke you up at six in the morning on a saturday, not making a great start to a day full of nerves. ever since that text, he’d been more irritable and annoyed than the usual. he didn’t finish his morning coffee, he got splashed with rainwater by a car while on his run, everything was wrong. 

everything was wrong. 

you left the stage of your relationship where you were afraid of making each other mad long behind you, and yet you were kinda afraid to ask for the basic things that day. like, what did his mother text him? why did it annoy him that much?

you didn’t know that at the time, but what woke him up wasn’t a text, it was a burning feeling under his band aid. he lifted it, noticing you were still sound asleep and looked at the writing. nothing had changed, but it was burning hot, and didn’t allow him to stay asleep. 

“what the hell?” he mumbled, rubbing the skin, as if that was supposed to help, but there was no result. 

“mm?” you mumbled, asleep, and he just glued it back on and laid down next to you again. 

“nothing, don’t worry about it.” 

nothing, don’t worry about it was a phrase he overused. not that he wasn’t comfortable with you, no, it was the complete opposite, but as he was raised in a very traditional way, some things were just meant to remain a secret.

it was a sort of protection he’d give you, protecting you from his dark thoughts, his mind that often didn’t listen to his commands, from himself, putting it short. 

little did he know, all you ever wanted was to see those parts of him that he kept caged from you. 

that was the one difference between the two of you that nothing could get over, but, even in a puzzle, elements have to be different in order to fit, right?

right. 

you called yourself stupid as you recalled that now. 

turns out you would fit, just… not together. but why would someone be so perfect for you, why would your heart jump out of your chest every time you saw him, if it wasn’t meant to be? why did it feel so right if it just wasn’t?

as simple as that. he wasn’t your soulmate, after all. 

that night, you got into a fight. you finally told him how many fucks you give about him wanting to protect you, how secretive he is, how dumb and idiotic, and weak it makes you feel. how you hated it. 

you glanced at the delicate ring placed on your finger, and sadly didn’t recall the moment he’d put it there with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen, but the moment you almost took it off the other night, driven by emotions and stupid, selfish motives. 

if only you knew then… if only. 

you wouldn’t say “do i even truly matter to you, kiyoomi?” you wouldn’t laugh sarcastically, you wouldn’t stare at him as if he was the worst person on earth. you wouldn’t make him feel so worthless and so pathethic. 

“of course you do. that’s why i don’t want to get into it, what’s so hard to understand about that? why is so hard for you to accept, that i may just have things that i’m not gonna share with you? where is that privacy and respect you so like to talk about, huh?” 

“kiyoomi, respect for privacy is one thing, you’re just isolating yourself from me! what, did you get bored of me? did you realize i’m not fit for your fantasies anymore? is that it?” you did know you shouldn’t have said that in the first place, you knew you did it purposely and only to hurt him, but emotions have taken over your brain completely. 

“what the fuck! i know you’re just trying to make me more mad so i say something i regret, don’t think i didn’t catch up with your sick methods already, mrs smart!” he turned around to face you, a heartbroken look in his eyes, as if the trust he had for you was disappearing by the second. instant regret hit you, but that was just the deal between you two, nobody knew when to zip it and back off. 

“oh so i’m suddenly so bad, huh? so hard to deal with, is that so?” 

his face went all white, blood rushing away as he heard those words. 

“that’s right. i heard you talking with atsumu.”

“hey no, you’re taking it out of context, i would never mean it like that and you know it damn well”

“do i? do i know it damn well, kiyoomi? or do i just try to believe in something about you that just isn’t quite there?” tears appeared in the corners of your eyes as you realized it wasn’t about the text anymore. 

“no. no, no, no, no, don’t go there. you need to calm down, you’re being ridiculous!” 

“iam being ridiculous? I AM being ridiculous? you’re the one that makes me hate you right now!” you shouted, as you turned around, grabbed your keys and phone and left the apartment. 

it’s fine, he told himself, you just went over to the bathroom like you always do, but minutes and hours flew by and he realized you truly… left? he searched everywhere, and you just weren’t there. he began to panic. 

especially with his tattoo burning it’s way into his skin even more. 

it doesn’t matter where you went, it doesn’t matter for how long. what matters is when your phone finally rang from someone else than sakusa kiyoomi and you picked up, it was the worst possible call you ever got. 

he was at the hospital. 

car accident. 

drunk driver. 

it was so obvious, it was so basic, it was so… idiotically predictable. 

you obviously rushed there, obviously with fear at heart, but you didn’t fear him leaving you forever. he didn’t say his “and one day more” yet, right? he couldn’t go. 

you checked every document, talked with every doctor, with every relative already present, even dealth with his hell sent mother and overprotective sister, and dismissed every single bad news, every single “he might not make it”, every “i don’t know wether he’ll wake up, it would be a miracle.”

and when you entered the room, he did look as if he was he was one foot in his grave already. you were careful to reach out to to his forehead over all the little cables and tubes, and get his annoyingly curly locks out of his eyes. 

“why did you follow me, dumbass?” you whispered, eyes set on his closed lids. “you know i’ll always come back to you. i love you too much to leave, you know that, right? you’re aware? why did you do such a dumb thing? you’re smarter than this! we’re smarter than this!” you whined and whined, but to no response. 

his mother gently informed you that it might be time to say goodbye, but you didn’t listen, you didn’t care. it wasn’t the day he’d die. 

you stayed in his room alone for a little while, gently rubbing his hand with your thumb, mentally apologizing for being so, so difficult, and stubborn, and—  and stupid! 

you didn’t know what it meant when all the devices started beeping suddenly, you had no idea. 

but even you would recognize that line that was supposed to jump at the speed of his heart rate going straight. you’d recognize that awful beep. that deadly calm on his face.

“hey. hey, hey, hey!” you started shouting. “don’t you dare leave me yet, you idiot! we still have so much to do together, no, no, no start working! start fucking working!” you screamed at his still heart, looking at the dark screen. 

“no. no no no no no, i refuse, i won’t let you do me like that, sakusa, you hear me? you’re not allowed to—” you began panicking as you shook your fiance’s body desperately, barely managing to even move him a bit. 

“wake up, you idiot, wake up!” was the last thing you said before your words started blurring together and becoming an incoherrent mess, before the doctors got into the room, before some nurse escorted you out. 

that was the last time you’ve seen your boyfriend.  

and now you were supposed to be getting ready for the ceremony, you were supposed to act like the composed, grieving partner, his never-to-be spouse, picture perfect form of sadness, yet you couldn’t pick yourself up from the floor, where you were sobbing in the material of the damn jersey, ironically, cause he’d be so mad for it, if only he was there. 

honestly, anything would be better. any screams, silent treatment, any fight, any tears, anything. would be better than this. 

because not only were you incapable of picking yourself back up after loosing your only love, you were also painfully reminded that this man, the man that meant the whole universe to you, he wasn’t your soulmate. he was never in the plan for you. and you were so mad, at whoever was up there, at fate, at god, at whatever, you couldn’t believe it, you felt like a glitch in a system. 

he had to be your soulmate. 

and yet the last words you heard and are ever gonna hear from him were “you’re being ridiculous”. 

as you tried to get up from the floor, hands clenching around the material, you realized you have no idea what time it is. 

you had no idea where your phone was, at that. you didn’t check it in over three days, you didn’t have the nerves to read all the “oh my god, are you okay? i’m so sorry for your loss”bullshit. 

they would never understand “your loss”.

so as you finally found it somewhere in your purse, it was all out of battery. it took a while to charge it, and after you realized how little time you have until the funeral begins, you received a ton of messages all at ones, just as predicted.

you didn’t mean to go through them, you truly weren’t in the place to do so. but there was a chat that was always pinned at the top of the list. 

your eyes widened. 

1 new message from:

omi <3

your fingers and breath both shook endlessly as you pressed the highlighted font, eyes watering finally when you realized, 

it was a voice message. 

it took a while before you pressed it open. 

sounds of traffic were heard, as if someone was calling you from inside a car. “hey there, smiles, it’s me, your favorite douchebag of a boyfriend! no, without all the jokes, we all acted on impulse, didn’t we? i’m sorry for all i said. you know i am. just let me explain it to you in person, okay? i’m driving around here, but you’re nowhere to be found, and your friends don’t know anything about where you are, neither does atsumu. you can be mad at me all you want, but please come home, okay? it’s getting late. we can fight but i won’t stop worrying about you ever, i won’t ever stop caring. please, baby, please tell me where you are? you’re not picking up, so that’s why i’m leaving you a voice message…” 

your heart was beating like crazy as you listened to your boyfriend’s voice, realizing this will be the last thing you’ll ever hear him say.

“… anything is better than not knowing if you’re okay, y/n, any screaming and yelling you have planned for me, truly. i didn’t mean what i said, and neither did you. but i do mean that i will really try to be more open with you, if that’s what you want. i’ll try to make up for every mistake i’ll ever make. and remember, i’ll love you

for eternity, and one day more” 

after that, his speech was interrupted by a loud noise, him saying “what the fuck” and some sounds of metal being smashed. and after that, there was a whole minute of silence. 

a scream left your throat as you realized, 

he was your soulmate, after all, 

but you lost him forever. 

*

after you finally made it to the funeral, greeted by your friend and hugged tightly by sakusa’s sister, coldly glanced by his mother, you realized, the cascet was open. 

why the fuck. would they leave it. open?

“hey, sakusa-san?” you asked your fiance’s sister, and she turned around with a tired smile. 

“please honey, call me by my first name” she said gently, playing with your shirt, as if she had to do something with her hands. 

maybe it ran in the family. 

“why did they… why did they leave it like that?” you pointed towards where your boyfriend surely was, and her smile disappeared suddenly. 

“mother wanted it like that, honey. do you want me to help you go see him?” she grabbed your hand tightly and smiled, as much as she could, and when you nodded, she leaded the way. 

it was hard. it was very fucking hard. you wanted to run, you wanted to disappear, to not be there anymore. he looked as if he was sleeping. as if he was going to wake up any moment. you swore his eyelid twitched at one time. 

maybe you needed to do something with your hands too, because you noticed something wrong about his suit. 

“who the hell made that?” you asked while reaching over to his hand. 

“who do you think?” the woman sighed, pointing towards her mother. 

“he has his sleeves uneven. he’d hate that” you chuckled under your breath, adjusting said sleeves, when suddenly, your fingers grazed over the black ink on his writs. you looked, even though you knew you shouldn’t.

wake up, you idiot! said the writing. you let out a breathy sigh as you reached over to your purse, and glued one last “frozen” themed band aid over the tattoo. 

“you’re my eternity. and my more,too”

well hi! It’s been a while since I wrote one of those, huh?

so obviously the volleyball player you’re gonna fall for today is sakusa kiyoomi

the word count: around 2K 

summary: your boyfriend and you go for a winter walk with his dog, and he gets a bit nostalgic. 

and let’s go!

The sun shines a little bit different every season of the year. The winter sun is a tad bit more harsh and refreshing that the slow, dripping summer mornings. And as you look at the white, glistening snow, and the cold sun rays shining directly at it, you just have the urge to go out and do something with yourself, don’t you?

Same struggles happened in Sakusa Kiyoomi’s head that very morning when he woke up to a cold apartament drowning in sun rays, causing him to put a hand over his eyes, to cover them from the merciless light.

“Did I forget to turn the heaters on again?” He whined, and cursed his need to open windows before going to sleep each night. Now it was almost impossible for him to get out of the sheets, considering the temperature in his room was way below zero.

He managed to get one arm outside the warm bed and reached for his phone, charging on the side table. A sight of you in his MSBY shirt, sat on a kitchen counter and showing something you just baked, with a proud grin on your face on his wallpaper greeted him, and the widget above your head told him that it was six in the morning.

So he woke up before his alarm? Impressive, given that it was a Saturday and no practice was planned. He had exactly thirty two minutes before his phone would tell him to “get his ass out of bed” and go for a run.

Sighing, he threw the phone away on the mattrace, and wrapping his blanket around him, he went over to the window.

It snowed last night.

Wait, it snowed last night?

Suddenly, he was a little kid inside, because oh gosh, it never snowed these days! It was all looking so nice, everything covered in a white layer, as if it wasn’t the outside of his apartment, but a picture taken from a children’s book.

After he almost jumped from excitement, the adult side of his has taken over. If it snowed, it meant the temperature went below zero. If it went below zero, the sidewalk would be so slippery that running would be almost impossible.

Well, screw it. He wasn’t going to let a tad little detail like that ruin his good mood. And so he went over to each radiator he had and turned it on, then going to bed again and scrolling through his social media until the temperature around was warm enough for him to leave the sheets. 

And so it took a couple of hours for him to finally get himself up and going, but it was still fairly early when you knocked on the door of his apartment, and heard some shuffling inside.

“Sit already, would you? Fine, okay, I know you’re excited, but-“ your boyfriend’s voice was cut off by a bark, and he was silent for a second, while on the other side of the door, you were barely holding in your laugh.

“Hey! Behave! No!” he raised his voice ever so slightly, but apparently it worked on the poor dog, because soon enough you saw him, leant against the doorframe with both his hands in his pockets, his pet sitting beside him, although almost jumping from excitement upon seeing someone else.

“Oh, didn’t expect you here today” he said nonchalantly, a smirk forming on his lips, as he knew well that he invited you here himself. You rolled your eyes, and passed him by, leading yourself to his bathroom. “Not even a hello?” he whined jokingly, as you shook your head.

“I was in a public bus, let me go wash my hands” you explained, and he nodded, mentally trying to convince himself that’s just something people do. You’re not doing it just for him.

He followed you to the bathroom and once again stood in the door, looking at you with a happy spark in his eyes.

You looked so in place while just casually standing anywhere in his apartament. Like you belonged there. And he was almost certain you indeed, did belong there. He wouldn’t have you any other place, rather than by his side.

“You should really get a license already” he said, quickly looking down at his nails, so you wouldn’t see him stare.

“Mhm” you agreed silently, wiping your hands “I know” you slowly approached him, firstly playing with the material of his shirt, and after a while, curling his hair on your finger. It required staying on your tippy toes, which he found endearing. “And you, sir, are due for a haircut”

“Am I?” he said, touching his curls himself, but not leaving you to check in the mirror. “Can you do it?”

You giggled.

That was kinda part of the plan, since he absolutely loved hearing you laugh. He wasn’t the most funny person on earth, yet he was motivated to become a full comedian just to hear that genuine chuckle you gave his finest jokes.

„I cant cut your hair, silly” you said, rubbing his temple with one finger as you were still playing with the pitch black curls. “You have to go to a salon”

He shivered theatrically, rolling his eyes at you and walking away towards the kitchen. “And here I thought you loved me” he huffed, making you smile in disbelief.

“You’re being a baby!”

“I’ll ask my sister to do it”

“Your sister lives kinda away, you’re aware of that, right?” you continued, following his steps to the bigger room, where he was sitting on the floor and tying his shoes.

“So? She loves me, she’ll do it”

“She has her own kid to take care of, she doesn’t need a twenty two year old one” you shoot back, remembering the last family reunion you attended with your boyfriend. It was a complete mess, but meeting his parents explained… a whole lot of things about his character. 

He really did look like a little kid, reaching for another one of his sneakers, scarf already put half on around his neck, smiling softly, having to pause the process of tying his shoes every time his dog tried to lick his face in excitement. The poorly named Swiss Setter never left your boyfriend’s side whenever he was home, so used to his their very own slow lifestyle. 

You knew damn well she was emotionally attached to her owner, and loved him dearly, as you were the one to babysit her whenever Kiyoomi had an out of town game, and the first couple of times she didn’t sleep at all, and neither did you. It required him staying overnight at your place together with the dog for her to understand it’s a safe place. 

“Now now, calm down, Lady, at least let me tie my shoes!” he giggled childishly. The first time you ever saw him snuggled up on the couch with the dog, watching some crappy Netflix show, you couldn’t believe your eyes. 

THE Kiyoomi Sakusa. On the couch. With a dog. 

You soon found out that Lady, because that’s the crappy name the dog so proudly got by, had been one of your boyfriend’s only friends until the time he graduated. She wasn’t exactly a rescue dog, but his older brother brought her home from his former friend’s house, where she didn’t exactly had the best start in life. 

Kiyoomi didn’t fall in love at first sight, he needed time to adjust to having a dog in the house, but Lady seemed very fond of him, and weirdly enough, only listened to his commands. (The trainer said it’s about his voice, as it is deep and raspy, when he says something loudly enough, she feels respect towards him). 

He was soon in charge of training the dog to be a good pet for a household such as the Sakusas place, a huge, always so elegant and spotless house, where no one is around too often, but frankly, “family friends” came back every other night to drink rosé with his mother, or whisky with his father. 

It was to no one’s surprise, that when Kiyoomi moved away and went to college, his porcelain doll of a mother and distant father couldn’t get a hold of the Swiss Setter, who’s manners weren’t so ladylike. The deal was simple, either kiyoomi takes her to his place, or she ends up in a shelter. 

And as he loved dogs, and secretly had a heart of a four-year-old, he took her in with himself, and, frankly, let her rule over his at-home life all the time. 

She was very well behaved when in public, knew what was on her owner’s mind by the look in his eyes and reacted on the snaps of his fingers, but inside the four walls of his apartment, she could walk all over him, which you found amusing. 

Kiyoomi put her on her leash, and rose his eyebrow at you. 

“Coming?” he asked, having the door opened for you already. You nodded and left, waiting for him to lock the door behind the three of you. 

It was cold outside, but not too cold, and the air was refreshing, even in such a city as Osaka is. Kiyoomi mindlessly tied his pinky with yours, a bit of a hard thing to do in leather gloves, but he was all about the details. 

After two years of your relationship, he was perfectly capable of holding your hand just fine, but sentimentally enough opted to hold your pinky instead, as if your romance was fresh once again. 

You smiled at the feeling and squeezed his pinky back with yours, You glanced over at him staring at his feet, as you walked towards the park in comfortable silence. 

“When do you have the next match, Omi?” you started a casual conversation, and he looked as if you took him out of a trans of sorts. 

“Oh, uhm, next Friday” he answered upsentmindedly. You caught him sparing loving glances in Lady’s direction, an indescribable nostalgy painting his face in cold colors. 

When you reached the entrance to the huge park, where dogs were allowed off leash, you bent over and made a snowball, the throwing it at his back. He turned around to face you and gave you a look of betrayal. 

“You didn’t” he whispered. 

“I think I did” you giggled, covering your mouth with your hands, waiting for his next move. 

He bit back a smirk, trying to remain stoic as he kneeled down to release Lady off her leash, hiding it in the pocket of his black coat, then picking up snow in his hands and forming a round snowball, directing it right at you. 

Lady kept running around the two of you, jumping in excitement, not fully understanding what you’re doing, but happy to be a part of it. 

“Hey, ouch!” you laughed, theatrically covering the shoulder it reached. “You didn’t need to spike it!” 

There weren’t many people at the park that day, considering the fact that it was first snow, and parents don’t usually bring kids, who want to build snowmen, to a park where dogs are allowed off leash. 

“Oh, you wanna see a spike?” a little smile covered his lips, exposing his blushing cheeks, contrasting with the rest of his pale face, and dark curls. 

“Try me, pretty boy” 

“Aight” he put his hands up in an agreeing gesture “Just don’t whine about the bruises later” 

“Same goes to you” 

He huffed, getting back as he gathered snow in his hands and rolled it a bit before aiming at you, jumping in place as you tried to “become a harder target to hit”. He shook his head in disbelief. 

God, I love that dork, he thought, purposely frowning and posing as if he was about to serve. 

Lady kept jumping around him, noticing a round object in his hand. 

“This is not for you, dummy” he laughed, but noticing her excitement, excitement that he didn’t get to see a lot recently, since she was visibly getting older, and more tired, a warm feeling flooded over his chest. He sighed. “Alright, you want it? You want it?” he kept teasing, making her jump around, before breaking the ball and rubbing the snow in her fur.  

She layed down on her back, showing her tummy for pets, which he did obviously provide, tickling that one spot that made her move her leg uncontrollably. 

He got up, and formed another snowball, showing it to her. 

“Watch out, I’m throwing it!” he said to her, before aiming at some free space far from him, throwing the ball from behind his back, watching with a heartwarming smile as she ran after it. 

He seemed to have forgotten about defeating you, watching as his dog kept digging for the “ball” that already disappeared in the snow, so you walked back up to him. 

“You okay?” you asked softly, and he looked at you in surprise. 

“Yeah, obviously” he responded, but something seemed off. You tangled your arms around his shoulder, smushing your cheek against it, and looking at Lady sniffing around the place the snowball landed. “You know, if it weren’t for her, I’d still be too anxious to pet dogs I like when I’m on walks” he started, his mind some place else. 

“Well, many things wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for her. We probably wouldn’t have met!” you smiled against the fabric of the thick coat, both of you remembering that sunny afternoon when you sat by the river in the park, reading some sort of upsetting news on your phone, frowning, tears forming in the corners of your eyes, when suddenly, you flinched, seeing a snoot between your arms, and when you parted it, you saw a panting, big dog staring back at you. You heard a distressed  “Oh my god, Lady! Come back here!” in the distance, and you lifted your eyes to see a tall like a tower twenty-year old, black curls swept away from his face with hairgel, but getting a bit in the way due to the wind, the guy wearing black t-shirt, with a golden logo, of what appeared to be a… fox? You then thought, only later discovering it’s actually a Jackal, and the letters B and J on the sides of it, and sporty shorts. Apparently, they were on a run. 

“I’m so, so sorry, she never does that. Please don’t get too mad at her, she means no harm! Oh, my god, Lady, come back here!” he hissed, putting the dog back on a leash. “I’m sorry! Hey, I can buy you a coffee, if that’ll make up for her? I’m choosing the coffee shop though, there’s a little one nearby and there’re not too many people in it, the popular ones are a rip off anyway, wait— are you crying?” he panted out, staring directly at your face, with a deadpan look.

“It’s alright, I like dogs. But I like coffee, too”

You smiled upon remembering that afternoon, as the completely different sun shined on you two in that moment, not the exhausting, August-ish one, that makes you want to never leave the nearest pool, but a cool and refreshing February one. Two years passed, and the both of you weren’t just strangers in the park, you were one of these cheesy couples teenage girls look at and get upset because they think they’re never going to be like that with anyone. Although, the bonding dog stayed the same. 

Speaking of Lady, she ran up to Kiyoomi, who was lost in his thoughts and memories, proudly showing off a stick she must’ve found under the snow at some point. 

“Look what you got there!” he kneeled down, trying to get it away from her to throw it. “My good girl” he giggled. 

Some February afternoons could just last forever.

haikyuu!! characters and you making a playlist reminding you of them

featuring: sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu, suna rintarō and kageyama tobio 

kiyoomi

• you left to make some tea, and left your phone in the room
• it’s not like he was swooping through it! it was connected to a speaker so you didn’t turn it off, so you can easily change music
• a song he really hates came on, so he decided to change it
• he picked up a phone and realized, he doesn’t even know what to play
• “what if I play something they won’t like” and all the dumb anxious thoughts started to flow through his mind
• so he decided to play something from YOUR playlists! he’ll find something he likes, and it’ll be obvious you like the song, since it’s on your playlist. genius plan, right?
• he started sliding the playlists until he found something that caught his attention
• the title being a lyric from the song “Loverman” by Rick Montgomery
• he entered it, thinking nothing in particular, but the caption below the title!
• it said “I just miss my boyfriend, okay?”
• wait… what? his brain didn’t process this correctly for a second
• it felt so illegal to look through the songs in there, they seemed so private
• he honestly felt the urge to put the phone down
• but then he saw the most cheesy song he could think of
• song being “18” by One Direction
• you didn’t even listen to that band from what he recalled, yet it was there and he was familiar with the lyrics of it
• he felt a weird drop in his heart, like a sudden wave of excitement, suddenly he couldn’t sit still
• this didn’t occur often and he didn’t know how to act.

You came back to the room holding two cups of tea, the first sight being your boyfriend sitting unnaturally still and straight.

“You okay over there?” you asked softly, putting the cups on the table in front of you and giving him a small side glance.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” he ask, eyes set or something in a completely different direction than your face.

You sat next to him and noticed that even though the same song was playing, your phone was in a completely different place than the one you left it in.

“Don’t you hate this song, Omi? Why didn’t you change it?” you asked, reaching for the device. Good thing you didn’t saw his eyes widen when he realized, he didn’t change the playlist he was looking at.

You were silent for an awfully long moment, eyes glued to the screen, while he was dying just two meters away. Were you gonna be mad? Sad? Disappointed? It would really be easier if you said something, he thought.

But then he started thinking about that playlist again. So you miss him, huh? That was a weirdly pleasuring fact, he didn’t know why. He was proud of himself for no reason.

But then he thought, were you really in need of a playlist like that? Maybe he was too distant, maybe he wasn’t enough boyfriend-ish?

The song he was looking at suddenly started playing, but it wasn’t enough for him to look up.

“You know, I listen to it every time you go for a game somewhere far, and you’re gone for a couple of days”

“It’s not possible to miss someone that quick” he replied almost immediately, as if he didn’t think about it before speaking. “At least to miss me that quick”

“Well, when you’re in love, it is” you replied, the grin on your lips so wide it could be heard in your voice. His heart skipped a bit. “And I have loved you since we were eighteen” you poorly sang the lyrics of the song, laughing immediately after, causing him to also smile a tiny little bit.

You rolled your eyes.

“Come on, Mr Insecure” you said, standing up and giving him your hand. “I always wanted to dance with you to this song.”

atsumu

• you were sleeping before he came over, and you noted that you were to take a nap and that he could let himself in.
• chill music was playing inside your whole place
• it didn’t take long for him to find you draped over the sofa, a peaceful look on your face
• you’ve been really stuck on work recently, so he was happy that you finally got some rest
• however it wasn’t going to stop him
• he located your phone and planned to wake you up by suddenly playing some metal music instead of the chill lo-fi in the background
• it was gonna be “hilarious”
• so he proceeded to unlock the phone and was about to enter search bar when he noticed the name of the playlist that was currently playing
• “missing my dumbass” huh?
• he just looked through the songs endlessly, even though there weren’t that many
• huge smile subconsciously appeared on his face and suddenly he didn’t have the heart to wake you up
• However he did lift your head really slightly and put it in his lap instead of the pillow instead.
• So you were napping while he just stared at the songs in awe, somehow surprised by the fact that you could miss him

“City of Stars, huh? I remember when you made me sit through that movie” he whispered, more to himself than to you. “And when you tried to teach me the chords to that, too” he giggled “Guess it’s better when you play and I pretend to know how to sing”

He kept chuckling and smiling to himself about what he was finding, until he put the phone down and looked down at your asleep face.

“Look at you. You really love me!” he grinned, peacefully sure of what he was saying. Wow, you really did love him. Why was it so surprising? Why was he this shocked?

He always thought he had plenty faith in himself, but somehow when it came to you, he could never hear enough of your praise before he’d actually believe your confessions.

You woke up soon after to him playing with your hair, a mindless look on his face.

“I remember falling asleep somewhere else” you commented sarcastically, but he only smiled, his mind some place else. “What’s wrong, Tsumu?” you asked, concerned about his cheeky attitude being gone. You got half up and looked him in those absent eyes, but he only hugged you closer to him, resulting in your face being buried against his neck.

“I just missed you” he said, hardly overcoming his emotions. “A lot”

“Did you? That’s rare” you laughed, but noticed the song playing in the background. You distanced yourself from him enough to look him in the eyes with the deadpan, but low key amused look. “Or were you just looking through my phone like a crazy person?”

He rolled his eyes.

“It was a great plan, until ya decided to make me emotional!” his nicely covered accent was always showing more when he was trying to remain calm. It made you giggle.

“Aw, look at you, are you gonna cry?” you joked mockingly, causing him to look away in embarrassment. He lightly pushed you off his thighs onto the couch. “Hey!”

“Yer the worst” he said, walking to the kitchen to pour himself some water. “The WORST!”

“You’re just mad because I made you too flustered to make a flirty comeback!”

„Shut it!”

rintarō

• this boy, oh my god
• this boy has his own playlists for you
• and he keeps them like a caged secret never to be exposed
• seriously, he has a lock on his Spotify app
• he’s secretly a sucker for all the romantic things like those couple playlists, photos of holding hands, that stuff
• but he’d never, ever admit it, not even to you
• so one day, you were at his place, and the Miyas, Kita and Aran were there, too.
• His phone died, and it was connected to the speaker, as it always is, because
• “you all listen to shit, I’m gonna choose something”
• so when it died, he started aggressively poking your shoulder until you looked at him
• “babe. baby. honey. y/n!”
• “what, rin?” you finally reply, while in the middle of the conversation with Osamu
• “Can i get your phone? music’s dead” he asks politely, and you nod mindlessly, while still paying attention to what Osamu was saying.
• To be honest you didn’t even hear what you’re agreeing to, but soon he placed your phone in front of your face so you’d insert the password
• You unlocked it, and he happily went over to the music app, while connecting it to the speaker
• He was just gonna search for his playlist, but he forgot the phone isn’t his, and he needs to search it instead of just hitting “playlists”
• But it was the first thing he mechanically did, and the first title he saw, was, drumroll please…
• “it’s missing rin hours”
• it’s what hours now? he could NOT believe his eyes
• well well well, so he spent all this time hiding his Pinterest-like romantic dreams to himself, while you… had a playlist? to remind you of him?
• he wanted to look. but he remembered how much he would be embarrassed if you were to look at his, so he decided not to
• he just searched for his playlist and turned it on like nothing happened, but after handing you back the phone, he could not stop smiling
• good think you were talking

Minutes passed, and the whole group was just chatting, eating and laughing, while the music was in the background, but Suna just sat back and didn’t pay attention to the conversation. Suddenly, he saw a palm right before his face, waving for his attention.

“Quit zoning out, Rin!” he heard your voice and looked over at you, and the amused smile on your lips. “Come on, we’re playing cards and nobody shuffles them like you do”

He simply nodded and proudly went over to the table, took his chair and started shuffling the cards in a truly “casino-like” manner, a confident smile never leaving his lips.

“What is it Suna, are you hiding all the good cards for yourself so you can win again?” Aran asked, and he just scoffed.

“Oh yeah, I remember we weren’t supposed to let him shuffle again!” Osamu joined.

“Yer a cheater, Suna, gimme that” Atsumu placed his hand in front of Rintarō, to make him surrender the cards faster.

“Please, you shuffle like a four year old” he bit back, already started to give the cards to people. “Alright what’re we playing?”

Suna was weirdly confident that night. Not that he was ever insecure, he just… acted more like Atsumu rather than like himself. It was weird to watch, honestly, but you didn’t mind, since he seemed happy. It was like this until you left, and you didn’t say a word, but as soon as you got to the car, you couldn’t bare to stay silent anymore.

“Okay, what’s up?”

“What’s supposed to be up?” he said, not even glancing over at you, eyes fixed on what was behind the vehicle, hand over the back of your seat, another one on the steering wheel, trying to leave the parking lot.

“What’re you so happy about?”

“What, can’t I be happy? That’s a rude thing to hear from my own s/o”

”You know what I mean” you whined, rolling your eyes.

“Do I?” He asked, and you started to get irritated with his responses, but before you could say anything, he just added “Maybe it’s just annoying my s/o hours”

After that, he simply smiled and focused on the road in front of him, leaving you to your own embarrassment, silently glancing to catch you get redder every time he looked.

tobio

• this guy doesn’t have playlists on his own
• he just listens to what he wants to, he searches it
• so he’s really not in the subject when one day you’re in the shower when some weird music comes in
• he just laughs at what the hell are you listening to?
• and you say the playlist must’ve ended, and he can put on another one
• okay but… where?
• so you shout the instructions to just go to “your library”, pick one and just click shuffle
• he does as you told, but- woah, why do you have so many?
• he starts to go through them, but it’s really just pure chaos
• up until he finds a playlist, named “don’t tell tobio but I miss him”
• wow, the title makes it seem so private, he almost doesn’t want to ope-
• oops, he opened it
• and the songs there- it caught his heart from the very start
• don’t get me wrong, he thinks they’re cheesy
• but there’s something about them that makes his eyes feel hot all of the sudden
• and you miss him? really? all this time he tried to be as distant and reserved as he could, so you wouldn’t think he’s clingy
• and you-
• he needed to sit down for a second

You came out of the shower, still with a towel wrapping your wet hair, when you noticed that a song you don’t know was playing, and Tobio sat on the couch with an uneasy expression.

“It’s not that hard to find it, you know” you said, walking over to him, about to take your phone away, but he quickly put it behind his back and looked up at you with an slight, tiny little grin.

“Gimme that”

“Nope”

“Why?”

“You have to come and get it” he said, moving back against the couch. You were shocked to the very core about his sudden confidence, and well, cheesyness, but what could you do, you sat in his lap and tried to get the phone from behind his back.

In the process, he started to tickle you, making you laugh, throw your head back, resulting in your towel falling to the floor.

“Stop, oh my gosh, just give me the- the- the phone!” you managed to say in between giggles.

When he finally stopped, your head was resting on his chest while you desperately tried to catch your breath.

“Sorry. I just wanted you to have a fun memory to think of while you miss me” he said teasingly, causing you to look up with a “how dare you” look on your face.

“So you-“

“Rewrite the stars? Really?”

You hit him on the chest

“Shut up you idiot”

“Awh, don’t act like that. You’re gonna miss it when I’m gone” he said in an over dramatic manner, looking away, and you couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head.

“Drama queen”

Sakusa brainrot ✨✨

To think that this concept would pull me out of an art block sjfjsf and yes, that is indeed what you think it is!!

I have remembered that people apparently don’t like Sakusa and big rip to them because that could never be me. Mr. Swivel Hands is very fun and would also like to collect of different hand sanitizers with different smells and his favorite is honey lavender

osamu: ok, here you have the first aid kit, a book with all his allergies, a coat in case he starts getting cold, instructions on what to do in an emergency…

sakusa: we’re just going on a date.

osamu: no, he’s your responsibility now.

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SAKUSA KINNIES, WHERE U AT???

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing (Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi x OC) NSFW Series

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Chapter 29: Forever (NSFW)

Chapter 29

Kaiya was still in shock and awe, walking into his apartment, she couldn’t stop staring at the ring on her left hand, glinting no matter what angle she moved her fingers. He couldn’t take it anymore the moment the door closed behind him. Slipping his mask off his chin, his hands gripped her waist, connecting his lips to her warm neck making her sigh softly

“Kiyoomi” She purred under her breath, leaning back against him…

“Don’t you want to shower?” She asked but he grunted, holding her tightly against him. One of his hands pushing her dress up her leg, holding it up while his hand busied itself caressing the bare skin of her thigh.

“Later…”

Biting her lip, she held back any other words threatening to form, realising from the way his crotch rubbed against her that he had absolutely no qualms of delaying any further.

He frowned when she slowly pulled away from him, but Sakusa calmed when her hand lifted up her dress and she slipped her heels off, easing the tension from her aching feet. He took a step towards her but she lifted a hand, stopping him from coming any further

“Hold on, Omi-kun… You tend to get feral when it comes to sex and I don’t mind… But I will absolutely not let you ruin this dress…” Sakusa pouted slightly, but she stood her ground… He smirked, coming closer to her, gripping her jaw, making her breath hitch

“Then take it off” He said, making her still and her heart flutter… His fingers trailed the bustier of the dress, feeling where her breasts spilled over the cups, tracing her soft skin… Her fingers went behind her neck, fiddling with the buttons that held the straps of the dress up, undoing them and he grinned when he could finally push the cups below her breasts, revealing them in all their glory… She let out a small grunt when his hands began palming and weighing her heated flesh under them. She was quick to find the zip that held the dress around her waist, a small struggle to unzip it

“O-Omi-kun, the zips stuck…” She muttered in embarrassment. Sakusa just chuckled, his fingers began teasing her nipples making Kaiya whimpering leaning against him, whining his name

“I’m a little busy here…” He muttered, flicking her soft buds. She moaned, trying her best to undo the zipper, getting frustrated by his teasing… Finally, she had won the battle, feeling the fragile zipper finally pull through, letting her dress drop at her ankles. Bending away from his grip, she lifted the discarded cloth. Carefully placing it on his dresser before her hands went to undo the necklace on her neck

“Don’t.” Sakusa purred, pushing her body against the dresser, stopping her from going any further. She gasped when he turned her around to face him, his hand squeezing her jaw in his grip, Sakusa leaned down to lock lips with her, hard. He parted just for a second, looking at her

“I like seeing you like this…” His thumb began caressing her lips, smearing the light rogue on her lips but he didn’t care… He loved the fact that she was in nothing but those mesh stockings and a tiny little thong… Such lewdness hidden underneath that dress…

“My Bunny all dolled up just for me…” He cooed, pecking her lips… Her hands went to undo the top few buttons of his shirt but he gripped her wrists, clicking his tongue

“Forget about me right now… I just want to focus on you baby” He muttered, making her cheeks heat up… He had done some much for her tonight, she looked at the tent straining against his trousers. Swallowing the saliva building in her mouth, he raised a brow when she slowly undid his belt, pulling it from the loops of his pant, letting it drop to them floor

“Kaiya…” He muttered but she hummed, lowering herself to her knees. His fingers petted the top of her head, watching her unzip his pants…

“I want to make my husband feel good too” She mewled cutely, making his cheeks warm. Smiling, she slipped his hard cock from its confines, pulling it out until it stood hard a few inches from her face. Hearing her refer to him as her husband, did something to him. He gripped the sides of her head, his long fingers digging through her locks, feeling her warm breath quicken against him

“My pretty little housewife… Gonna suck my cock real good huh?” He cooed in amusement making her hum

“Mhmm, can I?” She asked, batting her lashes in return, and he groaned

“Open your mouth for me”

Parting her lips, she leaned forward, wrapping them around his thick tip, sucking on it. Sakusa’s eyes closed, tilting his head back moaning under his breath, feeling her tongue glid against his head. She mewled lightly, bobbing her mouth further down his cock.

“Fuck…” He groaned, letting her pick up her own pace. He loved the fact that she didn’t need guidance anymore. Instead, he gripped her head tighter, pushing even more of himself down her mouth. She moaned, loosening her jaw, letting him push himself down her throat until her nose touched his abdomen

“You’ve become really good at this…” He sighed, he couldn’t wait for a lifetime for this… She controlled her breathing, letting him pull her lips back before thrusting into her mouth. The lewd sounds escaped from her stuffed lips but it turned him on even more. Just watching how pleased she looked from sucking his dick.

She froze when he pushed her all the way down his length again, her eyes burning slightly but Sakusa sighed, she hummed, eyes widening when he held her hair tightly, taking steps back towards the bed. She was forced to drag her knees with him steps, feeling his cock strain and throb against her throat, almost making all the breath leave her body before he let go, his cock slipping from her lips making her gasp when he dropped himself on the bed, pulling his trousers off before spreading his legs.

“This might make it easier for you Bunny… Come on then, finish what you started for me” He smirked, rolling his sleeves to his elbows before resting on them, watching her intensely. She bit her wet lip, her palms pressing against the carpet, crawling between his long stretched out legs. Gripping his thighs, she lifted herself up feeling shy when she gripped his thick cock in one hand.

“Omi-kun… You’re so mean… My knees hurt from that…” She pouted, hearing him chuckle. Sakusa sat up, his face going stoic

“Instead of wasting your breath talking…” He muttered, gripping the back of her head, pushing her face against his cock,

“…put your mouth to use here”

She was about to roll her eyes but when his hot member throbbed against her cheek, she pressed her thighs together, her tongue slipped form between her lips, dragging along the underside of his shaft. Sakusa hummed in approval, leaning back comfortably, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, pulling it off his body with ease. He inhaled when he felt her tongue tease the slit on his tip, making his eyes glint for a moment, glancing at her bobbing head. It felt so good, she knew exactly how to tease him. Her fingers trailed under his length, a groan escaping when she cupped his balls, playing with them while she sucked him

“Y’know when I proposed, it means you’re in for a lifetime for my meanness… Think you can handle it?” He teased.

Kaiya pulled off his cock for a moment, looking up at him

“Maybe it’s one of the reasons why I said yes…” She teased, watching the corners of his mouth tug into a smug look. She squeaked, feeling the tight grip fisting her locks, not giving her a moment when he forced his cock down her throat again, laughing to himself when he heard her almost gag.

“C’mon, let me give you a preview of what’s to come in the future for you”

She moaned, feeling her eyes prick with tears but it was only an illusion to how excited she was from his words. A lifetime of kinky sex with him? If there was a god, she had to thank him because her prayers had been answered. Ignoring the wetness pooling between her legs, she hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder before locking eyes with him.

Sakusa grunted, his thumbs stroking her cheeks, disrupting the steady flow of her tears

“I spend the rest of my life with a slutty little housewife… How lucky… The things I’m going to do to you once you’re mine…” He purred, pulling his cock out of her mouth. She tried catching her breath, while his hands gripped her arms, pulling her onto the bed.

“Kiyoomi” She squealed when he roughly brought her hips towards his face. Her knees dug into the mattress, looking down at his jaw peaking from between her legs. His fingers hooked into her thong, pushing it to one side. Embarrassed, she tried to crawl off him but he held her hips still, one hand smacking her ass, making her yelp

“Sit down” He muttered and she bit her lips, feeling him slowly bring her hips down. His mouth pressed against the pussy and she quivered,

“O-Omi~” She moaned, her hands resting on his solid stomach, trying to control her shaking lips when his tongue began tracing her slit. Her legs felt like they were melting but his hand began stroking the curve of her ass, sliding up towards her back before he pushed her to lay down on top of him. Her eyes were met with his erect cock, trying to focus on it but his tongue began rolling and rubbing against her clit making her mewl.

Sakusa held her thighs, pulling her knees even more apart, shamelessly lapping at her slipping juices.

“Bunny’s cunt tastes sweeter than usual…” He purred, kissing her fluttering folds listening to her whimper. Finally, she turned her head, pushing his cock back into her mouth and Sakusa sighed in pleasure. She was confused when he bent one leg over his knee, trapping her upper body under it. A squeak when he turned their bodies to the side. She moaned loudly against his cock when he buried his face between her thighs, eating her out like no tomorrow. He pressed his calf against her shoulders, pushing her head over his cock and she closed her eyes, sucking him off once more, trying to match the pace of his tongue.

She always did admire his legs, years of training really had paid off but she had never appreciated as much as she did now that she was trapped between them. She could taste the beads of pre cum dripping onto her tongue, swallowing it before parted form his shaft, craning her neck to suck one his balls. Sakusa grunted, leaning his head back for a moment relishing in the feeling of her warm mouth before his hands gripped her ass, spreading it apart.

“Is that how you’re gonna play? Well then…” He muttered, eyeing her tight hole. She moaned when his tongue began teasing her ass, her hips accidently grinding against his face making him smirk

“Filthy girl, you’re enjoying this… You like doing nasty things with your husband, don’t you?” He purred, pushing two fingers inside her pussy, coating them in her slick before pulling them out. She moaned, dropping her head while her hands curled into fists, face going red when his finger slid into her back entrance

“Y-Yeah” She mewled, while he pushed her hips to rest on his chest, letting his fingers tease her holes good. She couldn’t suck on him any longer, his ministrations felt too good that all she could do was meagrely stroke his cock while whining and mewling. He could feel her twitching each time his thumb brushed her clit, grunting when she accidently squeezed his cock a bit too hard but he ignored it. His leg lifted off her, hands holding her steady before he sat up, dropping her body onto the mattress. His long fingers hooked into the sides of her skimpy underwear, rolling them down her legs… Gripping her knees, he lifted them in the air, spreading them wide apart to look at her glistening pussy

“You’re dripping everywhere, sweetheart…” He cooed, rubbing his palm against her slit, feeling her slick against it. She whimpered, her neck craning against the bed gripping his wrist, her fingers meeting the cold steel of his watch while he continued moving his palm around

“Feels so good…” She moaned and he hummed,

“I know you love it when I do this…”

He slipped two fingers inside her fingers, watching her mouth form into an ‘O’, eyes closing as she began panting him name. Sakusa leaned forward, licking his lips, tasting her slick from earlier before wrapping them around her nipple, suckling on her while he finger fucked her. Kaiya’s brows furrowed, a shaky moan slipping from her, rolling her hips against him. Her hand gripped the back of his head, arching her back letting him bite the soft flesh of her breast around her nipple. Sakusa pulled away, turning to give attention to her other breast before his teeth began nipping and sucking at her skin, littering them with his marks

She squeaked when he suddenly turned his wrist, shocking her when his fingers pushing in deeper, feeling her walls clamp against them before he thrusted into her with an unforgiving pace. She cried out, her body unable to take such intense pleasure, squirming and sobbing against him… The build up felt so good, despite how embarrassing the sounds her soaked core was making from his teasing, she bent her knees, toes curling from pleasure, crying out his name

“O-Oh god… Omiii~” She squealed, eyes rolling back crying out in a pitchy moans

“Cum for me, baby… Right here on my bed… I want it soaked” He cooed, his other hand rubbing at her clit, making her almost lose her mind

“Nooo!” She squealed, gasping and panting, her hands covering her face when she felt an intense orgasm take over. Her body felt like it was shaking, her mind melting away feeling like she was on a cloud when she saw white. Sakusa was pleased, his cock almost spurted when she squirted. He was impressed with himself for making her cum so hard, eagerly soaking in the way she was panting as if all of the breath was taken from her lungs. He eyed the mess on his sheets, smirking…

“Good girl… You did exactly what I wanted…” Sakusa patted her head, moving her hands from her face, looking at her flustered and erotic expression. His eyes locked with hers, leaning down towards her panting lips before he kissed her. She whimpered against him, letting him push his tongue into her mouth, distracting her as she calmed down from her climax

“Was that good?” He asked her softly and she hummed, cupping his face

“It was really good… But you didn’t get to cum…” She panted. He smirked, letting his hand glide over her stomach, warming her skin under his palm before his fingers slid towards her pussy, rubbing her folds softly

“I will, don’t worry… Just rest for a minute” He muttered, lifting himself from the bed. She watched him saunter to his bathroom, listening to the tap as it began flowing. He entered the bedroom for a second before walking outside. She took this moment to remove the jewellery and stockings she was wearing, sighing in relief because her ears no longer felt heavy. She could hear him shuffling around, only to return with a large glass of water

“Drink this”

She thanked him, sitting up to chug what she now realised were electrolytes. She was embarrassed feeling the wet sheets under her but he didn’t seem to care, just going back into the bathroom. She quickly got up, stripping the sheets in a haste. Although he never seemed to be bothered about their sexual antics…

Setting the dirtied sheets to the side, she draped clean bedding over, feeling satisfied now. He had managed to poke his head out of the bathroom door, raising a brow

“I told you to rest… I was going to do that later” He muttered and she smiled shyly

“Its okay… I wanted to do it”

He nodded before beckoning her to come towards him

“Come on Bunny”

She followed him towards the bathroom, raising a brow when she noticed the tub was filled, scattered with rose petals, a few candles lit. He dimmed the lights, extending his hand to her and she climbed into the bath with him.

Both of them sighed comfortably, as she leaned against his chest

“This is heavenly…” She muttered, looking up at him before tilting her head to kiss her cheek

“Thank you for everything Omi”

Sakusa just smiled and they both watched the city from his window.

(AN: idk I can imagine Sakusa having one of those fancy penthouse apartments with tinted glass windows everywhere.)

He pushed her hair to one side, letting his lips kiss her exposed shoulder while she closed her eyes. However, both of them were startled when they heard a bang, they heads immediately turning to the window and she let out an awe, watching fireworks light up the sky in front of them

“Wow! I’ve never seen them from this high up before! It’s unreal” She muttered in awe and he raised a brow, realising that it was the begin of the holiday festivity celebrations in the city. Stretching his legs, his feet were planted against the end of the tub and she slowly moved from her position against him, going to the other end of the tub. He was alerted when she lifted half her body up, to watch the firework display in wonderment. He couldn’t take his eyes off her pussy and ass, just swaying in front him while she was distracted.

“It’s so pretty!” She beamed happily, before she felt the water slowly ripple form his movements. She was about to turn her head,

“Oh sorry Omi-kun, was I blocking your– VIEW” Her words were cut off in a moan when he held her hips, not even waiting a minute to push the tip of his cock inside her. She gripped the ends of the tub, moaning when he pushed himself into her

“I have a pretty sexy view…” He muttered, his hands reaching to grab her shoulders, thrusting into her harder. She moaned and gasped, feeling the warm bath water splash over the rim of the tub. Her moans echoed in the bathroom, overshadowing the fireworks bursting outside. He grunted, tilting his head back, feeling the way her pussy squeezed his cock so good.

“Aah!”She moaned, bracing her palms against the glass while Sakusa watched her ass smack against his stomach. He licked his bottom lip, gripping her long locks in one hand, fisting them around his arm before he pulled making her back hit his chest. She squeezed the sides of the tub, grinding herself against him, feeling him stretch her insides so deep, making her feel full, from the searing hot rod inside of her

“Kiyoomi… So deep” She purred, mewling. Her eyes widened when he gripped her knee, lifting it to rest her foot on the edge of the tub, pounding into her pussy faster.

Sakusa began littering nips and kisses on her shoulder and neck, letting his hands cup her breasts, massaging them in his large hands

“Who’s fucking you so good, huh?” He purred into her ear, making her mewl

“Y-You!”

“Fuck… You’re making me feel so restless… I need you back on my bed now” He growled, pulling out making her whine from the loss of pleasure and build up. He hushed her, grabbing her dripping body, lifting her from the tub. She clung onto him, shivering from the cool air in his bedroom but he didn’t care, throwing her wet body onto the bed. She reached out for him and he climbed over her, his hands holding her knees apart before he pressed his body on top of her.

“HAH! Oh! Omi!~” Kaiya mewled, her arms wrapping around his neck when he pistoned his hips into her. He was grunting, panting hard with each solid thrust, dominating her lithe body under him. Her nails dug into his back, legs stretching from the way he ground her body into the mattress. His arms were on either side of her head and he glanced down to watch her face twist form pleasure. Panting hard, he could feel himself getting closer to his orgasm. He noticed her hand sneaking between their bodies to where they were connected, rubbing her clit.

“Fuck, say my name again” He growled, pulling his hips back, only to pound into her harder

“Kiyoomi!” Kaiya cried out, “A-Ah~I-I can’t think straight”She whined, feeling his balls slap against her with his feral thrusts. He could feel her already gushing around his cock, pushing all the way inside her before he rocked his hips making her breath hitch, crying out form the pleasure.

The heat between their bodies was searing, but the sweat didn’t bother him. Instead, his hands went under her waist, pulling her up. She hid her face against the crook of his neck, her knees pressing to his sides while she began whimpering against him. Her lower stomach felt so full from him, a week without Sakusa was like torture. He gripped the back of her head, pulling her away from his neck, to look into her teary eyes giving her a small smile

“C’mere baby…” He cooed, slowing his thrusts for a moment… His lips grazing hers sweetly, she hissed sharply when his hand suck between her legs, teasing her clit

“Gonna be my pretty little housewife, hm?” He cooed and she nodded, biting her lip while he continued teasing her clit and whispering sweet nothings into her ear

“I’m gonna take such good care of you, make sure you’ll never stopping smiling…” He muttered, nuzzling her nose with his.

“Kiyoomi, I love you… Cant wait to get married to you” She cooed, and he chuckled when he felt the walls of her pussy squeeze his cock tight

“I’d marry you right now if I could” He said making her pussy throb again and he raised a brow. She felt shy but hearing that had really made her happy. He must’ve felt happy too because she felt his cock begin to grow harder again. She gripped his face, pushing her mouth against his, kissing him hard. Sakusa leaned back, letting her invade his mouth with her sweet kisses and caresses from her tongue. He slowly began moving his hips again, listening to her mewls. Pulling away from his mouth, he rested his forehead against hers, breathing hard

“Ready to cum? Ngh,your pussys squeezing me so good” He grunted, listening to her hum. She let go of his face, her hands bracing themselves on the mattress underneath her while her legs unhooked from his sides, feet pressed against the bed. Sakusa groaned and he stretched his legs, both of them lifting their hips together, grinding against one another. His hands held her hips, rocking into her harder and she moaned, when his abdomen brushed against her clit. Her chest rose everytime she felt her clit being stimulated, unable to hold back the lewd sounds emitting form her throat.

He groaned when he felt her walls madly pulsate around his own throbbing member. Finally, he tilted his hips just right, brushing his thick member against the spot that he knew drove her over the edge and it worked. He watched Kaiya’s face twist in heated arousal, her arms giving out and she slipped onto the mattress between his legs, lifting her hips crying out his name.

“Fucking hell… When you look like that, there’s no way I’m gonna last”

Cursing, he grabbed her ass, going into her harder with sloppy thrusts, the sounds of her squelching pussy filling his ears, driving him wild. It only took a few moments before his cock finally spurting inside of her, filling her with his warmth. He didn’t want to leave her behind, letting his fingers roll and rub her clit until she jolted, gripping his wrist tight, moaning his name

“Kiyoomi! I-I’m– Mmh~”In a whimper, her legs bent to her chest, still holding onto his wrist tight and he hissed when she squeezed onto his cock so good because her orgasm took over. Watching her crumble from the pleasure, he panted, slowly pulling his dick out of her, met with his thick cum spilling from her folds. She whined when he pushed his fingers inside of her, fucking his essence back inside helping her ride out her climax on his fingers before she finally calmed down…

Laying next to her, his lips connected to her breast, gently sucking on her tit while her hand played with his curly dark locks. As soon as her breaths calmed, he pulled away with a pop, raising himself until their faces were levelled. He gripped her left hand, raising her hand in the air above their faces looking at the ring on her finger, humming in approval

“It looks pretty good…” He muttered and she smiled, stretching her fingers looking at the ring in awe

“You have really good taste, I must admit”

Sakusa felt smug, he did choose this ring himself because he knew what she liked best. Atsumu’s taste was a little gawdy… Hinata’s was too flashy and Bokuto, bless him… Was no help. He was lucky Komori came with him and their tastes had somewhat matched, making Sakusa feel confident with his choice

“Kiyoomi…” She muttered and he hummed, looking at her

“Yeah?”

She seemed shy but she turned to face him, a little aware of his mess slipping from her folds making her squeeze her thighs together

“Um… Did you really mean it when you said you wanted to get married now?”

He nodded, “Yeah… I don’t think we need to wait unless you want to? You could move in with me first?”

She raised a brow, “I don’t think I want to wait either…”

Sakusa sat up and she followed him, both of their hearts were pounding

“Kaiya, do you want to get married now?” He asked and she bit her lip, fiddling with her fingers

“Otosan would not let me move in unless we were married…”

Sakusa hummed, smirking in amusement

“You already practically live here”

She felt bad for her father because he had no idea…

“I know…”

Sakusa gripped her hand, stroking the ring clad finger

“Kaiya, lets meet our parents tomorrow and tell them we’re getting married”

Kaiya’s eyes widened and he was confused by her expression,

“Okay!”

Her felt her heart race and he was almost startled when her arms wrapped around his neck and she hugged him hard, making him fall back onto the bed with her on top of him.

“We’re actually doing this! We’re getting married!” She giggled and he smirked, hugging her waist tight

“Yes we are, Bunny” He cooed, kissing her cheek sweetly.

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing (Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi x OC) NSFW Series

AN: I’ll be away for almost a month so no updates till then :( I decided to leave this short chapter because it’s been on my mind <3 Also artwork doesn’t belong to me but the rightful manga artist <3

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Chapter 28: A Painting To Remember

Chapter 28

A week had passed and Kaiya found herself standing in her bedroom, looking at the outfit in front of her…

“I wonder if this is too fancy…” Kaiya muttered to herself, looking at the lavish dress Sakusa insisted on buying for her. They were anticipating this exclusive art show, apparently there were art pieces which were displayed that hadn’t been seen by the public yet. Kaiya would be one of the first people to see them and meet the artists.

She searched online for any details but couldn’t find any. It perplexed her but Yuuna had confirmed the show was going to be very fancy.

“Its almost like we’re going to a red-carpet event…” She whispered, holding the dusty purple chiffon material in her hands, staring at the dress in awe. It had subtle hints of sparkle, twinkling it she turned the material just right.

Sakusa had insisted they go shopping because he needed a tux for this event, saying there would be press and he wasn’t in the mood for interviews, but he still wanted to look presentable. Kaiya eagerly tagged along but in the middle of shopping, he stopped when he noticed her admiring this dress in the boutique. She pretended she was just looking art it but he knew her all too well, immediately ordering it for her.

Sometimes she would feel bad when he’d recklessly spend on her, but she was only human, she loved being spoiled by him… She remembered the glee she felt when the boutique had delivered her dress yesterday morning. She was in awe when she zipped it up, not wanting to take it off. She almost called him immediately, gushing about how much she loved it, making him pleased.

Sighing, she set her outfit back down, now sitting in front of her dresser.

“I really hope I’m not over-dressed… I even got my make up done…” She muttered, looking at the professionally applied make up. It was actually flawless, she wished she looked like this every day…

“Oh gosh, what if I meet a celebrity!?” She was so excited, forgetting that she was actually dating a celebrity.

“What if someone asks me for an interview? Oh, now I’m feeling nervous” She muttered before shaking her head

“Calm down, it’s just a fancy art show… It’s amazing I get to go to one of these…” She muttered, touching up the blush on her face before her fingers began unpinning her styled her, letting her curled locks flow free.

Her phone buzzed and she caught sight of his name, smiling before answering it

“Hi baby” She cooed

“Hey” Sakusa answered before clearing his throat, “I’m still stuck in the board meeting, but I’ll meet you there. Is that fine?” He asked her and she hummed, a little more anxious about having to walk into a fancy venue by herself

“That sounds good to me! I’ll message you when I leave?” She said and he hummed,

“Great, don’t forget your invitation. The security is a little strict.” He muttered and she nodded, “It’s already in my clutch!”

“Good girl” He chuckled, making her cheeks flush

“Aren’t you in a meeting?” She asked and he fell silent,

“It’s over. So I’m going home now” He answered making her laugh,

“I miss you Omi… Haven’t seen you in so long” She sighed and he hummed,

“Me too… Can’t wait to see you …”

“See you soon, Omi” Kaiya said softly before they cut the call.

She sighed, the butterflies swirling in her belly. It would be the first time they would be attending such a big event as a couple, although their friends and family knew, the public wasn’t aware. Neither of them posted their private life online, nor did they gossip about it. She knew Sakusa had a large fan base of female fans and in the back of her mind, she was worried about being trolled by them.

“They’re just jealous.” She consoled herself, before checking the time.

She went to her lounge, where Chewy was busy in his cage. He hopped in excitement when he spotted his dinner in her hands and she cooed at the bunny, watching him munch away on his leafy greens

“You’ve been in a better mood ever since that night… Is it because you’re going to be father?” She muttered remembering how Atsumu had called Sakusa a few days later, complaining that Hanami’s rabbit was knocked up and now he had to deal with ‘this shit’…

“I never knew you were feeling so pent up… I think Omi-kun and I need to stop doing stuff in the lounge…” She muttered, blaming herself for Chewy’s raging hormones…

Slowly she got up, going back to her room. She loved the fact it had a built-in bust, tight on the top, pushing her breasts up wonderfully before the skirt pooled out. It really made her feel like she was a movie star…

She spent some time with Chewy, lost in his cuteness that by chance when she glanced at the clock, she realised that it was almost time to leave. Cursing, she quickly rushed to her room, stripping her gown off, now pulling on her lingerie before she took a deep breath, holding up the dress.

She slid it on, zipping it up before she placed the necklace he had bought her when they confessed, letting it set above her breasts.

Turning to her mirror, letting out a gasp

“Oh my god…” She whispered, “I look amazing.”

She shameless admired herself. Now she was super excited for the event…

Sliding on her heels, she grabbed her clutch, checking that she had everything before giving herself a once over, smiling

She couldn’t wait for Sakusa’s reaction.

~

“Oh, this is the venue!” She beamed to the still flustered taxi driver who nodded as she let herself out. Kaiya admired the way the museum was set up but she was a little startled because it seemed empty… She had expected a lot of people and photographers but it was silent.

She quickly reached for her phone, calling Sakusa. After a few rings he answered,

“Um, Omi I’m here” She muttered and he hummed,

“I’m inside…”

She felt relieved, “Oh great, I’ll make my way inside then!”

“See you” He ended

Reluctantly she climbed the stairs, looking around but there was barely anyone in sight. Confused, she stopped an usher standing by the entrance. He seemed to straighten up when he saw her approaching, now blushing

“W-Welcome miss!” He squeaked and she smiled shyly, looking around again

“Um… The private viewing is here, right?” She asked him, showing the invite which he glanced over before nodding,

“Yes, its inside ma’am.”

Kaiya just nodded, “Am I early? There seems to be no one here” She asked and he chuckled

“The guests have already arrived…”

“Oh, am I late?” She asked but he shook his head,

“Right on time, actually”

He stepped aside, letting her through

“Enjoy your night” He smiled

Kaiya walked inside the dim museum. There was a waitress standing by the doors, smiling at Kaiya

“Wow, you look gorgeous ma’am!” She gushed, making Kaiya blush and laugh,

“Thank you!”

The waitress offered her a flute of champagne before opening the door

Kaiya thanked her, before walking into the gallery. She froze in her tracks, looking at the empty space, turning around to look at the waitress who just smiled, shutting the door behind her

“Enjoy the show Kaiya-san!” She beamed before the door shut. Kaiya turned back around, now nervous as she wandered through the exhibits. She was in awe, admiring the plethora of works scattered around. She hadn’t seen any of these artworks, they were breathtaking…

Slowly she wandered around, trying to see if there were any people walking in other rooms as she followed the guiding map, but she was welcomed with more delightful art. She tried to call Sakusa but he wasn’t answering the phone, making her worried.

Walking into another room, she sighed softly

“Omi… Where are you– Oh…”

Kaiya froze, forgetting about the call when she stood in front of a large painting, illuminated by the spotlights in the dim gallery room. Her hand went over her heart, recognising her favourite park… It was the bridge she’d always stand and ponder over…

She admired the brush strokes, the way the artist had highlighted every aspect of the scenery. They had gotten the shimmering water just perfectly, every element just stuck out…

She looked at the plaque under the painting, spotting the artist name

“Yuuna?”

Kaiya was impressed, she wondered why Yuuna didn’t tell her she was exhibiting tonight. She hadn’t seen her friend in a while but it made sense now. She was probably busy with this show.

Kaiya looked back at the painting, now taking note of the people on the bridge but she blinked twice, now a little confused.

She stared hard at the couple, looking at their composition…

“Wait… That’s…”

“Us.”

His voice echoed in the quiet room. Her eyes widened, and she turned around… Sakusa stood there, looking incredibly handsome. His face was stoic, his hair styled back, taking her breath away.

“O-Omi, I don’t understand… What’s going on? Where is everyone?”

He stepped towards her and she held her breath when he gripped her hand.

“Right here” He answered

“… You look so handsome…” She whispered before he stepped closer, cupping the side of her face, his eyes scanning her all over. She was about to ask another question but he hushed her,

“You look absolutely amazing, Bunny” He muttered, making her bite her lip, about to look away but he gripped her chin

“You know Kaiya, the last six months have been an utter rollercoaster with you. When I first saw you, I knew that you were mine…” He said, making her silent.

“Never in my life have I ever met a person that I thought I would care about to this extent… and then I met you… A woman that turned my world upside down in a good way… You handled me at my worst, loved me unconditionally…” He muttered, making her eyes water a little from his revelation. “You’re everything I’ve dreamt of. My angel and my little devil… I love how you’re the only person who knows all the sides of me and I love how I’m the only one who knows all of yours…”

“Kiyoomi…” She whispered but he hushed her again,

“I found my happiness in you… Even though its hard for me to show it… I’m happy whenever you’re by my side… I love you more than you could imagine.”

“Kiyoomi, I love you too. I don’t want to be with anyone but you. I-I was never interested in meeting someone through my family but the moment I found out it was you… I couldn’t say no… You’ve tried so hard all these months, despite the stupid things I did. You went out of your comfort zone, just to make sure I’m happy… I’m so happy that we found each other” She muttered in a shaky tone, feeling overwhelmed

Slowly his fingers gripped her jaw, tilting her chin towards the painting…

“Look…” He muttered, standing behind her and she concentrated on the scenery again. She was so confused, her heart was racing…

She held her breath, now realising that in the composition of the painting, Sakusa was on one knee, holding Kaiya’s hand… Swallowing, she could feel the tears pricking in her eyes, anticipating the moment she turned around

Still in shock, she turned and inhaled, now letting her tears well over when she saw him crouched on one knee. Sakusa’s brows softened and he swallowed, opening the velvet box in his hand, revealing the sparkling diamond ring shine in the dim lighting. She covered her mouth, letting the shock overtake her.

“I let you go once… But I never want to make that mistake again…” He took a deep breath before smiling, looking into her eyes

“My precious Kaiya, will you do me the honour of becoming my bride?” He asked gently and she immediately nodded, smiling while she cried

“Yes! I’d love to”

He sighed in relief, sliding the diamond ring onto her left hand. Sakusa gripped her hand, standing up and she quickly jumped into his arms, letting him hold her up, crashing their lips against one another.

They couldn’t stop littering kisses between themselves, she was lost in a daze. She never expected this, it amazed her how well he had concealed this. Slowly parting from him, Sakusa couldnt help but grip her face again, locking their lips again making her mewl

“Fuck Kaiya, I can’t get over how stunning you look right now…”

She smiled, hugging him tight

“I can’t get over the fact that you proposed to me in such a romantic way… Did Yuuna actually paint this? I knew she was an artist but this is…” She looked at the painting feeling teary,

“Its beautiful…” She sniffled and he wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on top of her head, looking at the painting

“I know its not really romantic being set up by our parents but that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve a special proposal…”

“How did you manage all of this? The invite?”

“It’s a fake one… The actual private viewing is tomorrow…” He answered, making her confused

“But then Yuuna’s painting?”

“Well… I actually commissioned that… Its ours.”

Kaiya gasped,

“Really? Oh, Omi… I don’t know what to say…”

He blushed lightly, “You love this place the most… Since I can’t give you a public park… I thought it would be best to capture it in this way…”

Kaiya sniffled again and he grinned, pointing to one corner, her eyes following his finger

“Oh my gosh, you even had her paint Chewy!” She gawked, noticing her little rabbit was painted by the bridge, making her laugh. Sakusa just smiled, gripping her hand feeling the engagement ring on her finger before he gently caught her attention once again

“Kaiya…” He muttered and she hummed, smiling

“Yes?” She asked,

“Do you want to walk around the show? Seeing as we have the gallery to ourselves?” He asked and she eagerly nodded, “Yes!”

“Come on, my love” He muttered, squeezing her hand and they walked around the gallery. She was in seventh heaven clutching onto his arm, as they admired the pieces, although Sakusa found some of them strange…

She giggled as he led her into another room but she stopped, looking at the fancy decorated candle lit table in the middle of the room. He took her to her seat, pulling it back for her before he sat opposite. It was wonderful for her to be surrounded by art, while they wined and dined. She really felt like the most special person on the planet.

“How did you plan all of this?” She asked and he smirked,

“So many questions…”

Kaiya just laughed, rolling her eyes

“But what about our parents? Don’t they decide when we–”

Sakusa shook his head,

“I already asked for your father’s permission… Granted, it was a little awkward because he was still pissed off because of that… break up…”

Sakusa sighed, remembering the painful way Kaiya’s father glared at him when he had gone to visit them in secret…. He was just lucky his mother in law was supportive, instantly agreeing to it in excitement

Kaiya laughed again, “He’s not mad at you any more… Don’t worry! So if Yuuna made the painting, does that mean she knows you were going to propose?” Kaiya asked and he nodded,

“Yeah… I needed help to get this together… I’m not really romantic but the rest of the guys are. They helped me plan this out… I needed everything to be perfect for you.” He answered truthfully.

“Oh, so that’s why you were so busy this week…” She reached out from across the table to grip his hand sweetly,

“I truly am the luckiest woman in the world, to have you in my life… I promise to be the best wife ever”

Sakusa squeezed her hand back before he stood up with her,

“I promise to be the best husband ever”

Kaiya grinned, tugging on him to bend down a bit before she kissed him sweetly.

“I love you” She said again and he blushed, slowly leading her outside the private exhibition. She blushed when they were being congratulated by the staff, shyly thanking them before he lead her down the stairs carefully where his car was parked. Sakusa let her inside before he took his seat.

Kaiya was about to put on her seat belt but he stopped her…

“C’mere…” He muttered and she raised a brow, when he lifted her from her seat to set her on his lap. Her eyes lidded, wrapping her arms around his neck while his other hand slid up her dress, feeling the mesh stocking she over underneath, until he met the garter belt

“Kiyoomi, will you kiss me?” She asked and his eyes lidded, his other hand letting go of the steering wheel to grip her jaw

“You don’t have to ask… because I was going to, regardless” He whispered, closing the space between their lips, kissing her in the dark space of his car. Despite the stillness outside, both of them were lost in the way their tongues melded so well against one another. His hand kept caressing the skin of her thigh, letting go of her lips to only move and kiss the space above her breasts making her moan ever so lightly

“Kiyoomi” She sighed in bliss, her fingers massaging his scalp while he kept littering kisses along her neck…

“Take me home…” She whispered, looking into his eyes with passion. Sakusa merely nodded, his hand going towards the ignition to turn the car on before he clutched her left hand, kissing the back of it

“Let’s go home, Bunny” He grinned.

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing (Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi x OC) NSFW Series

Chapter 27: Imposter

Mainly a funny chapter because im exhausted from working and smuts the last thing on my mind

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Chapter 27

“Hello Omi-kun, I’ve boarded the train!” Kaiya said, holding her phone to her ear with her shoulder while she rummaged through her. Sakusa grunted,

“Okay. Message me when you reach. How are your parents? I’m sure your father must be upset.” Sakusa said and Kaiya hummed, taking out the sandwiches she had made earlier. Her father beamed, grabbing them from her, jolly as ever while he ate, making Kaiya’s mother shake her head.

“Sure… He’s devastated…” Kaiya muttered… To be honest, the lady who passed away was her father’s mean aunt. They weren’t really close, but they could not avoid ditching the funeral… She felt really bad for leaving Sakusa in that situation, she was pretty excited about going out this weekend…

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” She asked him.

However, she was actually more concerned about Chewy than Sakusa…

Two pairs of dark eyes locked with one another. Sakusa’s mouth turned into a scowl staring at the caged vermin on his balcony.

“It’s just a rabbit.” He answered and she raised a brow, wondering if he read her mind…

“Omi, I’m sorry for making you do this… You just need to feed him and that’s all… He can stay in the hutch until I’m back. So don’t worry about taking him out or anything.”

Sakusa grimaced, he could feel those beady little eyes boring into him.

“I can handle it, Kaiya”

He didn’t like that… Turning his back, he walked back inside… Just being a few inches away from the cage, made him immediately scrub his hands.

“You’re so sweet Omi-kun… I’m probably going to try coming back tonight. Otosan and Okasan will stay the weekend but they said I can come back after the funeral.” Her voice dropped into a whisper

“I promise I’ll make it up to you later… We can do anything you want”

He raised a brow, now that peeked his interest

“Anything?” He asked and she hummed, cautiously looking at her parents but they were busy in their own world. She let out a small laugh,

“You heard me” She teased, making him smirk

“Where are your parents sitting?” He asked and she raised a brow,

“Near me.” She answered, and her mother looked at her smiling

Sakusa just chuckled, “Can they hear me?” He asked

“No…”

“Good…”

“Why?” She asked and he was quiet for a second, before a smug look grew on his lips

“Just tell your father to book an appointment for you”

She was confused, furrowing her brows

“Me? W-Why?”

Her parents glanced at her, looking at her confused face but Sakusa caught her attention again when he smugly blurted

“Because you’ll be needing it when I break your back tonight”

She nearly gave a reaction, but she was still facing her parents. Controlling the heat that rushed to her flushed cheeks, she cleared her throat

“P-Please take care of Chewy! Bye” She squeaked, cutting the call.

Sakusa just chuckled, setting his phone down. It was only a day with the rabbit, he would manage. Looking towards the balcony, he was thankful that there was a barrier between him and Chewy… But in the back of his mind, Sakusa knew he had to get used to the vermin’s presence… Afterall, if Kaiya married him, Chewy would also be moving in with them, much to the athlete’s dismay.

It was still pretty early this morning, so he decided to do the one thing he enjoyed when he was by himself. Opening the cabinet, he let out a pleased sigh,

“There you are” He cooed, taking out the cleaning sprays and disinfectants.

“Time for some spring cleaning” He muttered, pleased.

Although he enjoyed his girlfriend’s company, there were certain times when Sakusa also appreciated being alone, when he could really let loose. Of course, for him letting loose was cleaning his own space, just the way he liked it. Cleaning was comforting and it was cathartic for him.

As the morning went on, he let out a pleased sigh at how everything sparkled. Every object was neatly in place, all the surfaces were glinting. Taking his gloves and apron off, he set them down before washing his hands. His stomach began grumbling and he hummed, preparing for lunch.

It was an absolutely lazy weekend, he watched a random show while he ate but it felt a bit lonely without her… He missed her commentary whenever they watched something together, the cute little gasps she slipped when she’d get surprised… It was amusing how almost 7 months ago, he was happy living a bachelor’s life to now craving the presence of his partner…

The impact that one tiny person had over him in almost half a year…

Sakusa hummed when his phone buzzed, grabbing for it, to see a message from Kaiya

Kaiya: I’ve reached! Should be back home by dinner <3 Also please feed Chewy lunch <3 Love you!

His nose scrunched up reading her message… He absolutely forgot about the rabbit that had taken over his balcony… Grumbling, he stood up going to the fridge where Kaiya had packed Chewy’s food… Picking up the box she had clearly labelled as Chewy’s lunch, he sighed.

He reached for the washing gloves, slipping them on his hands before sliding his mask on… Begrudgingly walking towards the balcony, he stood in front of the hutch. Both of them were locked in a staring match… Trying not to be intimidated by one another…

‘He’s just a rabbit… He’s just a rabbit…’ Sakusa pepped himself… He swallowed the nausea he felt rising in his system but he scoffed.

“Get a fucking grip… He’s just a rabbit.” He told himself. Sakusa bent down to unlatch the hutch, quickly shoving the box inside. He tried to slam the hutch gate close but it swung back open and before he could close it again, Chewy jumped through, scaring the shit out of the giant man

“Oh fuck, no”

He had never moved so fast in his life, not even on the court but Sakusa made a bee line inside…

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” He kept chanting, pacing around in panic, hands pushing his curls back, marching to the supply closet…

Grabbing his broom, he was going to try gently coaxing the devil back into it’s cage… But as soon as he turned towards the balcony (which he forgot to close in his panic), his heart nearly leapt out of his chest.

~

Atsumu was lounging around on his balcony, sipping on his beer while he listened to his playlist.

“Fuck, I love the holidays…” He sighed happily, stretching his legs to rest against the railing of the balcony, basking in the sunlight

“Tsumu~” Hanami’s voice sung from his inside, humming he turned to look inside, smirking when he caught sight of her. She winked, cheekily holding open her robe to show the lewd lingerie set underneath, coaxing him

“You hungry?” She purred, making him grin

“I’m starving” He cooed, making her giggle, beckoning him to come inside

“Come get it~”

Setting the beer can down, he got up from the lounger, grinning ear to ear

“Ain’t nuthin gonna ruin my day” He sang, making his way towards her. She squealed in delight when he lifted her up, rushing to his room. Throwing her onto the bed, Atsumu climbed over her, his hands massaging her breasts while he scattered kisses all over her.

“Tsumu, take it off” Hanami purred, tugging on his shorts. Grinning he sat up,

“So fuckin eager…”

Just as he was about to pull his shorts down, his phone began buzzing and Hanami grabbed it, showing him the screen

“Sakusa-san” She said but he just shrugged,

“Ignore it. I’ll call him back later, right now I just wanna eat ya up…” He teased, pushing her bra above her tits, licking his lips. They ignored his call as they continued their naughty ministrations but Atsumu’s frustration grew because his friend did not stop calling…

“…Um, I think you should answer it… It seems like its an emergency”

Atsumu grumbled, sitting up and she passed his ringing phone back to him. Irritated he answered the call

“What do ya want!? I’m kinda busy” He growled into the receiver but there was no response… He could hear rough panting, making his brows furrow in confusion…

“Erm… Omi-Omi? Are ya okay?” He asked hesitantly, waiting a few more seconds

“Atsumu. I’m going to die.” Sakusa blurted and Atsumu raised a brow

“What…?”

“Come to my place now. It’s a fucking emergency.”

Atsumu looked at his worried girlfriend, pouting when he stared at her jiggling breasts… They were so close, yet so far… But Sakusa had never in his life begging his friends to come over and Atsumu knew this had to be a serious matter… There was no way he could get an erection knowing his friend was in peril… It would never leave his conscience…

“Okay, ‘M comin’. Just sit tight, do ya need me to get anything? Medicine?” He asked

“Bring a net.”

“What? Do ya wanna train or sumthin? It’s the holidays, ya need some time away from volleyball–”

“Atsumu!” Sakusa growled, “Just get your ass over here now”

“Okay, okay… Geez…”

Ending the call, the blonde quickly stood up

“Is everything alright?” Hanami asked and he shrugged,

“I ain’t sure but it’s the first time Omi’s ever sounded like a whiny bitch so it must be serious…”

She giggled, “Go help your friend…” She leaned back on the bed, pulling the robe off her body,

She purred,

“Don’t worry Atsumu, I’ve got a surprise waiting for you”

“This is just so cruel…” He muttered at his situation while he rummaged for clothes.

~

Atsumu grumbled, arms crossed as he impatiently tapped his foot while the lift went up. He was annoyed but as soon as the lift doors opened and he saw the state of Sakusa’s apartment, his heart almost leapt from his chest, walking in… It was a mess…

“Oh my god…” Atsumu whispered, “There’s an intruder” He blurted, quickly racing around, yelling for Sakusa

“Shit! Omi, where are ya!? Fuck, I should’ve come here faster… Police!” He cried out in a panic, checking door to door while he tried dialing the emergency number… It was until he barged into Sakusa’s bedroom. Atsumu froze, seeing Sakusa huddled in the corner of the room looking pale… Closing his phone,

“Omi!? What happened!? Are ya hurt!?” He blurted, pushing the door wider but Sakusa quickly got up, dashing towards the open door.

“No!” He yelled, almost giving Atsumu a heart attack

He pulled Atsumu inside, slamming the door shut behind him

“Do not open that door! It’s somewhere inside the apartment and I don’t know where…” He muttered, scaring the shit out of Atsumu

“S-So there really is someone inside your apartment? Why the fuck didn’t ya call the police!? I don’t wanna die too!” He whined, hiding behind Sakusa who pushed him off, annoyed

“The police cant come for this intruder…” He murmured, confusing his friend

“Omi… Whats goin on?” Atsumu asked and Sakusa groaned,

“Fucking Chewy is on the loose… I-I can’t get him inside the cage… Please… I-I’m already going to puke…” He groaned and Atsumu froze,

“What… the fuck,is a Chewy?” He asked, looking at Sakusa’s pale face

“An abomination…” Sakusa swallowed.

“He’s Kaiya’s preciouspet rabbit.”

There was a silence between them and Atsumu’s eye twitched,

“Are ya fucking serious!? I was blue-balled me because of a rabbit!? Fuck ya” Atsumu growled, opening the door

“Atsumu!” Sakusa barked following after him… Atsumu called for the elasvator but Sakusa grabbed his arm

“Look, I;m sorry for cock blocking you but please…” Sakusa closed his eyes, sighing…

“If you’re my bestfriend… Put him back inside the cage for me”

Atsumu scoffed, walking away from the lift…

“Seriously man… Ya need to grow a pair and do it ya’self… Besides, where is this ‘abomination’… Yer making it sound like he’s some mutant monster…”

Sakusa froze, realising he was in the war zone. Stepping closer to Atsumu, he hastily looked around

“Wait… Where the fuck is he?”

Both of them didn’t hear the elevator dinging open, they were busy looking everywhere but. Chewy was nowhere in sight…

“Omi… Ya sure ya weren’t imagining this rabbit?” He asked but Sakusa groaned, panicing again

“We need to find him now. Because if he gets hurt, Kaiya will kill me and if he shits inside my apartment, I will kill him. Either way, we better find him now otherwise someone’s going to die”

Atsumu rolled his eyes, “Yer being so dramatic… But lets quickly find him before he gets hurt”

“Where could he go…?” Atsumu hummed as both men scanned the area…

However their attention was caught when the elevator doors closed, the ding making them look towards it, watching it descend to the ground floor before looking at one another with wide eyes…

“No…” Sakusa groaned under his breath. “Please don’t tell me he’s in there…” Sakusa stretched under his breath, immediately running towards the button, panicking as he erratically pressed the button. Atsumu ran around, checking whatever nook and cranny he could, but he couldn’t find any hints of a rabbit anywhere

“He’s not in any of the room! I can’t believe ya lift in such a fancy place but it only has one lift! It’s taking fucking ages” He complained but Sakusa ignored him, throwing his shoes and jacket on.

“Atsumu, we need to find him now. Kaiya will actually break up with me and this time, she will definitely not take me back.”

Atsumu sighed… This was going to be a long day but he had never seen Sakusa so distraught…

“Fine.”

Both of them were disappointed when the lift reached again and it was empty, getting inside, the reached the ground floor. Sakusa had shown Atsumu a picture of Chewy before the looked around the reception area… Glancing at the automatic doors, they looked at one another before rushing outside.

They spent ages, looking in every possible corner, under benches, in hedges but it was no good…

“Fuck! We’re never going to find him! He could’ve gone anywhere!” Sakusa groaned, rubbing his eyes in frustration. He paced back and forth, checking his watch

“Fuck!” He growled again, “Kaiya’s going to be back in a few hours… I’m screwed” Sakusa sighed, slumping on a nearby bench while Atsumu kept thinking… It was almost like a light bulb lit in his head

“Ah! Omi-kun, have you ever lied to yer missus?” He asked and Sakusa just raised a brow, now was not the time to be asking dumb questions

“No.”

Atsumu just hummed,

“Well… This will be the first and hopefully last…”

Furrowing his brow in confusion,

“What…?”

In just half an hour, Sakusa had to contain his eye from twitching… His mind begging him to take a shower just by standing in the pet shop… He stared at the pen below him, multiple rabbits hopping away while Atsumu glanced at Chewy’s picture

“Atsumu… Why are we here?”

Atsumu looked at Sakusa, grinning

“We’re just gonna find Chewy and bring him back home before Kaiya returns…” He answered

“But Chewy isn’t here…” Sakusa said and Atsumu grinned,

“Ya… But the new Chewy is… Look, carbon copy” He said, pointing at a similar looking rabbit making Sakusa’s brows lift

“Are you telling me to replace Kaiya’s pet?”

Atsumu nodded,

“Look… We’re never gonna find Chewy, especially since he’s escaped. I’m pretty sure someone’s already picked him up…”

“Atsumu” Sakusa said but his friend lifted a hand,

“I know its unethical… But at this rate yer better off lying to the missus than dying alone… I promise I won’t even tell Hanami, we’ll take this to our graves”

Sakusa sighed, he was actually frightened of facing Kaiya… It was an opposite feeling from earlier this morning when he missed her so much… Now he was practically dreading it… She already informed him, that she had boared her return train… She was going to be home in just three hours…

He knew had no other choice…

“Fine… But you will never ever tell anyone about this.”

“Deal”

~

Atsumu held the cage with Chewy ‘the Second’, (they secretly dubbed him). Sakusa and him quickly entered his apartment, and the blonde lifted the rabbit, setting it into the hutch closing the latch.

They both stared at the rabbit who just made its way to the salad box, munching away. Sighing in relief, Sakusa’s head tilted back, feeling like a weight was lifted from his shoulders

“Atsumu…” He said making Atsumu look at him

“Thanks for helping me out… I really appreciate it” He said and Atsumu’s bottom lip jutted out,

“Awe, aren’t ya a softie!? C’mere” He cooed, trapping Sakusa in a hug. Sakusa pushed him off,

“Ew, get off me! Now I really need to shower” He grumbled, marching inside while Atsumu whined behind him

“So mean! After all I’ve done for ya”

Sakusa stopped, now grimacing when he noticed his messy apartment, he looked at the clock… She was going to be home soon and if she found his place looking like this, she would definitely interrogate him.

“I have another favour…”

Atsumu raised a brow,

“Omi… I really want to go home and get laid… My poor dick…” He sobbed making Sakusa roll his eyes,

“Just help me clean up and I’ll tell you a secret that nobody knows because I do need your help again… But its for a good reason” Sakusa said, peeking his friends interest.

“What is it?” He asked but Sakusa simply, opened the supply closet, chucking a mop and bucket in Atsumu’s hand.

“Clean up first and then I’ll tell you”

Atsumu just rolled his eyes, “It better be worth it…” He muttered…

An hour later, sniffles were heard in the again, spick and span apartment

“It was worth it” He sobbed in happiness and Sakusa sighe,

“Now I kinda regret telling you…”

Atsumu shook his head, grabbing Sakusa’s hands in a death grip…

“No way man. Yer my bestfriend, I’m so glad ya came to me. I can’t belie–”

Both of them froze when the elevator dinged. The doors opened and Kaiya hummed, walking inside cluelessly

“Omi, you weren’t answering your phone– Oh!” She squeaked, startled by the two men on the sofa but she froze, raising her brow, giving them a weird look

“Um… Am I interrupting something?” She asked and they both realised they were still holding hands, quickly letting go. Sakusa got up, washing his hands repeatedly while Atsumu just chuckled

“Erm… How are ya Kaiya-chan? S’rry to hear about ya aunt. May her soul rest in peace” He said and she smiled,

“How kind, Miya-san. Yes, it was quite sad but I’ll be okay” She lied… She felt bad but this was an aunt she was not close to in any shape or form… All she had on her mind during the funeral was the railing she was going to receive tonight…

“So, what were you guys upto? Do you need to tell Hanami and I something?” She teased, making Atsumu and Sakusa blush. She hugged him, smiling

“Hello”

Sakusa forced a smile, “Welcome back”

“Now aint that sweet?” Atsumu cooed before getting up. And fake stretching

“So, I’ll be heading back now. I’ll tell Hanami ya said hi!” He said to Kaiya who smiled,

“Thank you!” She cooed before looking at the balcony

“Oh! I almost forgot to greet Chewy!” She beamed and both men froze, glancing at one another. They immediately followed at her heels, gritting their teeth when she bent down in fornt of the hutch

“Hi, Chewy!” She cooed happily and the men felt relief wash over her system. She hadn’t noticed and they were in the clear. Atsumu and Sakusa gave one another smug looks, nodding while she opened the latch, cradling the rabbit happily

“Oh, I missed you so much! I’m sure you had a fun today with Omi and Miya-san” She cooed, making Sakusa cringe at the baby voice she would do whenever she spoke to that vermin. Atsumu was just amused, before patting his friends back

“Well, ‘M gonna go now” He said and Sakusa nodded,

“Come on, I’ll walk you out”

They turned to head indoors

“Hmm? Wait… There’s something wrong…” Kaiya muttered and they froze, quickly turning around. Sakusa cleared his throat,

“…W-What do you mean?” He asked and she looked at them alarmed

“This isn’t Chewy.” She muttered and Sakusa’s heart almost leapt from his chest

“What do you mean? That is him”

Atsumu panicked when she stood up, walking towards them. He averted his gaze, looking anywhere else

“No…” She voice stretched, raising the rabbit in front of them

“Chewy is male…” She lifted the rabbit even higher… “Sheisn’t.…”

Both men realised their mistake… They completely forgot to check that… Sakusa knew he couldn’t lie about this…

Chewy had balls… This one didn’t…

“Fuck… Okay Kaiya… Listen…” He began but Atsumu’s attention was caught and he quickly separated fro the couple, going to the corner of the balcony

“Fooled ya! Haha Omi, our prank worked” He blurted, startling the couple when he held Chewy is his hands… Now Sakusa was confused and Atsumu looked at him, widening his eyes

“What?” Kaiya asked, very confused but she set the other rabbit down, happily taking Chewy from Atsumu

“Chewy!” She beamed. While her attention was on the rabbit, Sakusa quickly mumbled under his breath

“What the fuck?”

Atsumu also mumbled through his gritted teeth

“… We never checked the balcony…”

Sakusa wanted to slam his head against the wall but they straightened up when Kaiya gave them a suspicious look

“Why is there another rabbit here?” She asked, setting Chewy down and she followed them into the apartment, her arms crossed

Sakusa was trying to conjure up an excuse but Atsumu stepped in

“…She’s mine!” Atsumu answered and she raised her brows, while Sakusa looked at him

“Really?” They both asked and Atsumu nodded

“Yeah! I was telling Omi-kun ‘bout how much Hanami wanted a pet but she was sad cause her Pop’s is allergic… She’s mentioned how she’s jealous because Chewy’s so cute… So I asked Omi-kun if I could see Chewy and help me find her a similar bunny.” He answered, while Kaiya stared at them. They felt like they were perspiring but her face moulded into a smile

“Awe, that’s so cute! How if her father’s allergic, how can she keep a pet?” Kaiya asked again

“Damn… Aint ya full of questions…” Atsumu mumbled under his breath

“Sorry, what was that?” She asked and he quickly shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Atsumu’s going to be keeping it at his place… He just came over to see what food Chewy eats” Sakusa answered and Atsumu looked at his friend, feeling annoyed

“Y-Yeah…” He reluctantly answered and Sakusa patted his back

“Well, you better head home now with Hanami-chan’s surprise. I’m sure you’ve had a long day…” Sakusa blurted, pushing Atsumu and Kaiya to the balcony

“Ya owe me, big time” Atsumu glared at him

“Thanks Atsumu” Sakusa whispered but the three of them gasped at the sight in front of them

“Chewy!” Kaiya squealed, covering her eyes… Sakusa was frozen and Atsumu just crossed his arms, sighing before he gave Sakusa a dirt look

“Yer gonna be paying for her child support…” He mumbled, looking at Chewy defile his girlfriend’s surprise…

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They’d get along

Omi but birb

*cat screeching noises*

He’s just having a good time

Spraying you until you’re unconscious

Sakusa Kiyoomi, second year

he’s got glasses now

insecurities