just thought about husband! sakusa kiyoomi who sees you gushing over these people on your social media who have the body-tight sleeveless turtleneck top on and he cannot tolerate it no longer.

so what does he do?

husband! sakusa kiyoomi asks the coach— thefucking coach— if he could change jerseys. not the number, not the colour, no. he wants to change those lousy and plain jersey shirts into those body tight sleeveless turtlenecks. and who is the coach to say no? so he does ask sakusa asks.

he never told you about it, of course he didn’t. he just waited until they came and he‘d wear them to the match and you‘d drool over him. he‘ll watch you rock your shit and try to keep yourself sane, try to stop everyone else from taking him and keeping him for yourself.

cut to a few days later husband! sakusa kiyoomi gets his jerseys in the changing room of the court. but when he tries them on he realizes it‘s a bit small—actually not a bit— it‘s a whole ass number size smaller.

instead of it being comfortably tight, it‘s just tight as shit. his abs are framed, you can make out the veins of his body, make out his spine, hell even see the way his nipples protrude against the fabric.

he gets flustered. fucking hell, he thinks. what is be going to do now? there’s no more time to change, the game is literally about to fucking start! oh well, yolo, is something he learned from you and he never thought he‘d be using that ever. yet look at him right now.

but he signed up for it. so like a real man, he sucks it up and goes out there with his muscles bulging. and as soon as he stands there in the starting line he can feel everyones— literally everybody’s— eyes on him. but he does not mind them, instead he looks for you and meets his onyx hues with yours. his eyes meet yours and he can see how you‘re licking your lips as you smirk, trying to keep yourself sane as you wear his old jersey that he told you to wear.

when the game starts, what you did not expect was to see was when he jumped to smash the ball to the ground is the way his jersey bailed out on him halfway, exposing his perfectly made abs. everyone swooned, yelled, some howled. literally. and you were no exception, but of course you did so with some class, keeping it together as you recite your twentieth prayer to the gods.

and by the time the game was done you could bet to hell everyone wasn’t even talking about how they won, they were all talking about how pro-athlete sakusa kiyoomi‘s abs make an appearance on the court!

however, before they could even ask about it sakusa kiyoomi was whisked away by none other than you. quickly driving him home and putting yourself on the menu for his congratulatory dinner.

and when the next day came, sakusa had once again showed up with that same body tight sleeveless turtleneck in white instead of black. not because he wanted everyone to savour his figure, but because something had to cover the amount of hickies you placed on him.

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 + thigh riding

nsfw, he calls u filthy !

“god you’re so filthy” he grumbled, as you were rubbing yourself off on his thigh. you gasped as he flexed his thigh muscle. you started trembling and going harder on his thigh, as you were chasing your high. “sakusa” you cried out while he put his hands on your hips and started going harder for you and flexing his thigh again. “cum for me.” sakusa rasped out. you arched your back, as your eyes rolled back and came onto his thigh. you collapsed on him and he started lazily patting the back of your head. “you got me all dirty.” sakusa whispered in your ear, “how are you gonna make up for it?”.

what i want, part three

part one|part two | wc: 3.6k | gn reader | arranged marriage au | fluff & angst | warnings:physical/emotional abuse from parents, manipulation, intoxication.

it was almost startling how much things had changed since that confrontation three months ago. you truly meant it when you said it would be a fresh start and kiyoomi was grateful. he did his best, albeit awkwardly, to make amends for how he treated you in the past.

‘platonic marriage’ or rather, being friends with you wasn’t difficult at all, it came almost as effortlessly to him as playing volleyball. though it quickly became clear that he knew almost nothing about you, once you told him something he made sure to never forget it.

it wasn’t enough for you to not hate him, kiyoomi wanted you to like him for who he was. he had always wondered what that felt like.

kiyoomi wasn’t sure when exactly he started considering the penthouse to be home. he used to think of it as a prison, yet before he knew it, he found himself looking forward to returning to whatever you were making for dinner and the questionable music you were blasting on the speakers. he’d tell you all about his day and you did the same. he didn’t rush off to practice first thing in the morning anymore. instead, kiyoomi made breakfast for you both.

you’d tell him his green smoothies were disgusting and he’d tell you to stop drinking coffee, but he still made sure that a cup was ready for you— exactly how you like it— before he went for a run. there were many moments like that, where kiyoomi caught himself forgetting all about your circumstances. it was nice. being with you was nice, he thought.

and he wasn’t sure what came over him three weeks ago when he’d called your mother and asked her to send your belongings from your old apartment to the penthouse. your mother had been pleasantly surprised and agreed happily, even keeping him on the phone for another 45 minutes to chat. he didn’t even speak to his own parents for that long, not about anything good. he thought that was nice too.

“what’s all this?” you stared down at the boxes when they arrived.

kiyoomi rubbed the back of his neck. “well, i asked your mom to send the stuff from your old place.”

you blinked at him, clearly surprised.

“kiyoomi… i- that’s so nice of you. thank you,” you murmured.

“you live here too so… ugh it’s really not a big deal. just don’t make a mess when you put it all away, y/n.”

he had been so flustered that he walked away, completely missing the fond look on your face. why had he been embarrassed after simply doing a friendly gesture? it was the fair thing to do after all. it wasn’t like he wondered what it would be like to be surrounded by your things. or what they would look like next to his own.

“was that y/n in the stands?” atsumu, his teammate, jogged up beside him on their way to the locker room. “didn’t think i’d ever see them again.”

“i’m surprised you had time to look in the stands at all with how much you were running your mouth at our opponents,” kiyoomi replied.

“well actually~ i only noticed because i saw how you kept looking at them all night.”

kiyoomi let out a disinterested hum, ending the conversation before atsumu could pry any further. despite the teams overwhelming victory that night, kiyoomi had been on edge. just knowing that you were there had him feeling nervous on the court for the first time in years. he thought he had been more subtle about it.

kiyoomi had never been one to talk about his private affairs. all the team knew was that he had gotten married and he refused to say any more about it. they had all seen you only once before over a year ago when you attended a game with his siblings but kiyoomi didn’t introduce you. the team hadn’t even been invited to the wedding. back then, the whole arrangement only made kiyoomi resentful and he refused to talk about you, desperately wanting to keep his volleyball life separate. even though things between you two were better, he never bothered explaining it to anyone, sparing himself the headache from their endless questions.

would there even be any point in telling them? neither you nor kiyoomi knew where things would eventually lead. he still wasn’t sure about your reason for staying. did you plan on only staying for the remainder of his career? you could have left him and moved on with your life but you stayed because you probably felt sorry for him. surely you’d get tired of it eventually, right? the thought of you deciding to leave made his stomach sink. not that he would have any right to be upset if you did.

you deserved better, but he hoped you didn’t care anyway.

kiyoomi took longer than usual in the showers, trying to alleviate his nerves. the night wasn’t over for him yet, unfortunately. when he finally emerged from the locker room, he spotted you among the families and friends of the team. but much to his dismay, you were in the midst of a conversation with atsumu, who seemed to be getting a little too familiar with you.

“omi-omi!” atsumu noticed him approaching.

kiyoomi frowned as he came to a stop in front of you both.

“i was introducing myself properly to y/n. we hadn’t officially met yet thanks to someone… i was just saying how i’ve heard so much about them!”

“you haven’t,” kiyoomi’s eyes narrowed at the arm atsumu had draped around your shoulders.

atsumu grinned down at you and pointed to his teammate. “see what i have to deal with, y/n? i can never catch a break.”

"why do i get the feeling that it’s the opposite?” you joked.

something bitter swelled in kiyoomi’s throat as he watched your exchange. not that long ago, he wouldn’t have cared less about who touched you. but now, it felt strange… and wrong.

the setter reared back, feigning hurt at your words. "so that’s how it is, huh? omi, what did you tell them about me?”

“only the truth.” kiyoomi grunted before turning to you. “we have to do some interviews but it shouldn’t take long. will you be alright here?”

“yeah, i’ll be fine.” you smiled up at him. “and great job out there tonight, kiyoomi.”

a blush threatened to crawl up his neck. he would blame it on his exhaustion if you noticed. “thank you.”

now beside him, atsumu let out an exaggerated sigh. “what about me, y/n? those were my amazing sets after all.”

you playfully rolled your eyes. “i guess you were amazing out there too, miya.”

kiyoomi’s jaw ticked. amazing? seriously?

“ah, don’t be so formal! call me atsu—”

“let’s go.” kiyoomi interjected, his tone sharper than necessary.

you waved them off. “i’ll see you in a bit!”

as the two players made their way down the corridor, atsumu noticed kiyoomi’s slightly reddened face. a devilish grin spread across his lips before he nudged his grumpy teammate and turned back to you.

“y/n! make sure you come to lots of games so omi-omi can do his best for you!”

the post-victory high kiyoomi felt slowly drained from his body as he pulled into the parking lot of an extravagant restaurant. after months of excuses, he couldn’t avoid it any longer. that night you both had plans to meet his parents for dinner. unsurprisingly, they had opted not to attend his game earlier.

kiyoomi thought he did a good job of disguising his discomfort, but you quickly sensed his shift in mood. before walking inside, you gently tugged on the sleeve of his coat to bring him to a stop. he looked down at you and was almost taken aback by the concern on your face.

“kiyoomi, are you alright? we can just go home if you’re not up for this tonight.”

in that moment, kiyoomi knew that he never wanted you to leave him. the feelings he had been trying to ignore for months threatened to spill out. he couldn’t put into words how you made him feel. it was almost too much, but he didn’t want to lose it. maybe one day he’d be brave enough to tell you, but how could he after everything? he remembered the divorce papers you had drawn up, tucked away somewhere in the penthouse.

you had seen him at his cruelest, he almost drove you away in tears, and you were about to face the people that had manipulated him into your marriage in the first place. he couldn’t possibly ask any more of you. maybe things would have been different if he had given your marriage a chance, but he couldn’t think about that anymore.

kiyoomi took your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, already feeling a little bit better.

“i’m fine. let’s just get this over with.“

you nodded warily.

he was grateful when you didn’t press him further. he was even more grateful when you didn’t ask why he still hadn’t let go of your hand.

it didn’t take long for kiyoomi to regret not taking you up on your offer to go home. things had begun decent enough, with the conversation flowing easily despite the tension. his father said very little as usual, busy checking business emails on his phone and nursing a glass of scotch. kiyoomi knew he should have seen it coming and cursed himself for thinking the night might end without any problems.

it all started while you were telling them about how well he had played earlier. kiyoomi smiled shyly as you recapped some of his plays, trying not to let his pride swell at your words. for a moment, he was so happy he almost forgot where he was, but his mother made sure to remind him.

"so kiyoomi,” she began, shamelessly interrupting you. “how long will you be doing that for?”

there was an awkward drawn-out silence before he replied, “what do you mean?”

“volleyball.” she said as if it were obvious. “your father and i were discussing it a while ago and we were thinking we should start considering your other options.”

kiyoomi visibly tensed at her words. next to him, you were rendered speechless, the shock on your face clear as day. kiyoomi himself wasn’t surprised in the least, but you had never seen this side of his mother before. until then, she had been almost sickeningly sweet to you. but after what kiyoomi had revealed, you were able to recognize that it had all been an act. to her, you were simply a means to an end.

“volleyball is my future, so i’m not sure what you’re getting at.” kiyoomi ground out, trying his best to keep his tone even.

his mother sighed. “be realistic, boy. you’re almost thirty now and most players retire before thirty-five with nothing else to fall back on. sure, you’ve found a little success but then what? a volleyball salary isn’t going to cut it forever. you should put that degree of yours to use sooner than later and do something meaningful with your life like your siblings.”

her every word felt like a weight on kiyoomi’s chest, squeezing the air from his lungs.

“i’ve let you carry on with this far too long. i thought that getting married would set your priorities straight but i see that it hasn’t,” she gave you a quick, disapproving glance. “i’m not asking you to retire today, but i’ll need you to start meeting with your father twice a week to learn the business and then—”

“and then what?”hespat.“i’ll do as you say, and then you’ll just find some other part of my life to manipulate? until i’m good enough?”

as he stared into his mother’s eyes, kiyoomi saw nothing. her face conveyed neither concern nor guilt. she only stared back at him as if he were nothing but a stranger speaking to her about the weather. it didn’t matter what he did, kiyoomi realized. she would never be proud of him for who he was. she would never see him as her son who worked hard his whole life to achieve his dreams. try as he might, kiyoomi couldn’t allow himself to ignore the reality of the situation any longer. to her, he was still a mistake that needed to be corrected.

“i know you never wanted me. so just do us both a favor and forget that i exist.”

for over an hour, you drove up and down every street surrounding the restaurant searching for kiyoomi before deciding to return to the penthouse. it was your last hope since you had no way of reaching him. in his rush to leave, kiyoomi had left behind his jacket containing his phone and car keys. you were so worried that you even called his cousin, komori, and begged him to tell you if he heard from kiyoomi.

you didn’t mean to cry, but the adrenaline from your outrage had worn off and you didn’t know what to do. you regretted not immediately going after him. instead, back at the restaurant, your feet had been planted in front of the table as you glowered at his mother.

“what is wrong with you? he’s your son!”

unaffected by your words, she raised an eyebrow in amusement.

“darling, don’t overstep.”

you were losing your composure.“you have no right to—”

“oh! i see what this is. have you deluded yourself into thinking he’d love you? you poor thing. the reality is that kiyoomi has always been a selfish little boy. as long as he can play that little game- he’ll use you until he has nothing left to gain from it.”

her words stung but you refused to give her the reaction she wanted.

“you should be more appreciative. i put you where you are, you would do well to remember that, y/n.”

not giving yourself a chance to reconsider, you swiftly lifted a wine glass off the table and threw its contents in her face.

under different circumstances, the way her expression became deadly in a mere second might have chilled you to the bone.

“you’re a pathetic excuse for a mother. i almost feel sorry for you.”

her tirade of insults sounded throughout the restaurant as you made your exit. you didn’t bother to listen, the only thing on your mind was getting to kiyoomi.

when you finally arrived back home, you were relieved to find his oxfords carelessly discarded in the entryway.

“kiyoomi?”

after no response, you began making your way through each room, cursing how needlessly big the penthouse was. when he wasn’t in the kitchen, master bedroom, or even his training room, you started to panic. had he gone back out before you arrived? as you raced back toward the elevator, you noticed a light down the hall. there was only one other room you hadn’t checked.

after clearing the air months ago, you moved into the guest room, feeling slightly awkward about continuing to share a room with kiyoomi. he was hesitant about your decision and insisted that you take the larger room but you refused. if you were being honest, a large part of you didn’t want to stay in that room because it would only remind you of what never was. you needed the distance.

to your surprise, kiyoomi was splayed across your bed on his back, polishing off a bottle of liquor you suspected was from your old stash. he looked a mess. his previously styled hair was in disarray, shirt untucked from his slacks, and his tie almost completely undone around his neck.

you let out a sigh of relief. “thank god you’re okay,”

he said nothing as you made your way inside and sat down. his eyes remained fixated on the ceiling.

“you know, i think we should consider getting a smaller place.” you tried to joke.

kiyoomi looked over at you then, his eyes softening briefly before he turned away again.

“i’m sorry for leaving you at the restaurant,” he said slowly.

“it’s okay. i was really worried about you.”

“i didn’t mean to… what happened was—”

“you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” you stopped him as he struggled with his words.

there was so much you wanted to ask him. why was his mother so cold to him? what did he mean when he said that she didn’t want him? and what would she do now that he didn’t want anything to do with her? did he mean what he said? but it wasn’t the time for any of that. you were just glad he was home.

neither of you said anything for a long time but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable like it used to be. it was almost peaceful. as if both of you understood that proximity was enough. you wondered if it would remain that way for the rest of the night before kiyoomi spoke again.

“my mother… she used to always tell me that i was lucky to even be born. my parents didn’t want any more kids but then i came along. i was nothing like my siblings. i tried to be for a long time. but when i decided that i wanted to pursue volleyball, everything got worse. i told my mother and she slapped me right across the face. it was like i had betrayed them. they were so angry at me and i couldn’t understand why. i loved volleyball instead of what they chose for me. was that so bad? for them to do all this? to hate me?

"i thought that i had finally convinced them that they could be proud of me when i went pro but of course they weren’t.” he chuckled bitterly. “when i got silver at the olympics, it was like that was the last straw for them. they married me off and put me in this penthouse so i could at least keep up the appearance of a responsible and successful son. what a joke.”

horrified at his words, you bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from crying. you knew the last thing kiyoomi wanted was for you to feel sorry for him. but you didn’t feel sorry for him, you loved him. you loved him and hated everything he had gone through with his family.

though you tried to get rid of any lingering feelings for him over the past few months, they only returned a little more every day. with each meal you shared and every little moment together, it was easy to forget it all. but you were only there to help him now, nothing more. you knew he didn’t want more and it was painful. some days the reality of your situation hurt so much you wondered if you should have left after all… but you knew that you would have regretted that even more.

noticing your watery eyes, kiyoomi sat up. “hey, what’s wrong?”

“nothing, i’m fine,” you squeezed your eyes shut, accidentally letting a few tears escape. “shit. sorry. i’m just—”

your eyes shot open when you felt two large hands on either side of your face. kiyoomi was looking back at you with glazed, almost pained eyes. “i wish you didn’t have to see that. don’t cry for me or my family. it’s not worth it, y/n.”

“you are though.” you held his gaze even as more tears fell. “we’re in this together remember? i’m glad i was there with you. and i’m glad you can talk to me about it. i don’t want you to have to keep it all in all the time. i care about you… so much.”

kiyoomi’s eyes seemed to intensify and he opened his mouth to speak but closed it just as fast. suddenly, his face was inching closer to yours. you froze. was he going to…?

your panic quickly subsided when kiyoomi’s hands fell from your face and his body slumped against yours, his face landing right against your chest.

“k-kiyoomi?” you spluttered, quickly gripping his shoulders to keep him from completely falling onto you.

he groaned but still didn’t move. “fuck, my head…sorry…i’m slightly more inebriated than i thought.”

you exhaled slowly, unsure if you were more relieved or disappointed. but you were glad you hadn’t said too much at least. when kiyoomi started feeling heavier, you carefully slid off the bed and helped him lay down properly.

“alright stay here, drunky, i’ll be right back. and don’t fall asleep.”

you returned from the kitchen a moment later and made him drink an entire bottle of water. “lay on your side in case you puke later.”

“i never puke, that’s gross.” he giggled. the liquor had clearly caught up with him by then. you briefly wished you were devious enough to record him in his current state.

kiyoomi was softly snoring almost immediately after his head met your pillows. you couldn’t help but smile down at him and before you could stop yourself, your hand made its way to his face, softly wiping at the dried tear stains on his cheek. he had been crying before you found him.

“it’ll all be okay, kiyoomi. i promise.” your fingers were in his hair now, gently carding through his curls.

“…imnahgonna…”you froze when he began to stir, but he remained asleep, even letting out a content sigh when you resumed.

after twenty minutes, you were sure he was out for the night and wouldn’t need any more help. carefully, you draped a blanket over him and got up to exit the room.

as you opened the door, kiyoomi began mumbling again but his words came out clearer.

“…i know i’m not good enough…” he slurred. “…but i don’t want them to leave me…”

confused at his words, you paused. you wondered if he was referring to his parents.

“who?”

“y….y/n…”

he was talking about you? leaving?

“kiyoomi, i don’t understand,” you said softly. “do you need more wat-”

“…i know it’s too late…

but i love them…”

A/N: uhh this wasn’t supposed to be over 3k words and i have no self-control i’m sorry (;﹏;) but i didn’t take two months to finish a part this time!! i really struggled with this part though because i wanted to include how y/n and kiyoomi adapted to their new arrangement, kiyoomi’s complicated feelings for y/n, introduce his parents, and set them up for the ending without rushing everything. i already have a bonus chapter in my drafts and part four isn’t even started yet yikes…

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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

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…

TRAITOR   ࿔ 25 RXPOSED

sakusa had a new girlfriend exactly 3 hours 10 minutes and 55 seconds after you broke up. he moved on so quickly it’s hard to believe that he ever loved you, or that he wasn’t cheating thought your whole relationship. you heavily believed that he was, so you set out to make his life a living hell.

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TRAITOR   ࿔ 24 ANGRY

sakusa had a new girlfriend exactly 3 hours 10 minutes and 55 seconds after you broke up. he moved on so quickly it’s hard to believe that he ever loved you, or that he wasn’t cheating thought your whole relationship. you heavily believed that he was, so you set out to make his life a living hell.

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TRAITOR   ࿔ 23 BETRAYED

sakusa had a new girlfriend exactly 3 hours 10 minutes and 55 seconds after you broke up. he moved on so quickly it’s hard to believe that he ever loved you, or that he wasn’t cheating thought your whole relationship. you heavily believed that he was, so you set out to make his life a living hell.

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a/n: okay the story is gonna start winding down from now on, so im sorry if it starts to get boring.

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tsukishumai:

HQ boys + Obsessed with you

when they think about you… brain go brrrrr

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Kuroo carries a portrait of you, and a Polaroid picture of the both of you together around in his wallet. He breaks it out whenever he gets the chance, and often uses it to show off during business meetings. Every intern that works at his company has been shown your picture by Kuroo during orientation.

Tsukishima has your initials engraved into his sports glasses so that you’re close to him during every game. He has them engraved on every single pair that he owns.

Atsumu won’t stop talking about you during every single one of his interviews. He always finds a way to bring the topic back to you. “What are some important rituals you perform before every game, Miya-san?” “Eat a good meal, do my stretches, and get a kiss from y/n!”

Ushijima makes sure to only accept sponsors from all of your favorite brands so that he can get you free merchandise. Don’t even bother asking him why he’s in a commercial for Potato Chips when he doesn’t look like he’s touched a bag in his life. It’s because they offered to give you limited edition flavors.

Iwaizumi loved letting you borrow his clothes, bc when you returned them, they always smelled of your perfume. Iwaizumi doesn’t admit that he sends hours inhaling your scent, avoiding washing his clothes so he could be surrounded by you. But when you stopped giving his clothes back (sigh), iwaizumi resorts to keeping a bottle of your perfume in his room, and sprays it whenever he misses you

Sakusa moved in with you after one week of dating. He literally showed up once, and then never left. He’s there when you wake up, and he’s there when you go to sleep. You haven’t spent one single night apart since making it official. Sakusa tried going on a boys trip once and literally called you to pick him up from the train station just four hours in. He’s not going anywhere.

Kageyama brings items of your clothing with him to away games. Whichever he can get his hands on — a shirt, shorts, a sweater, whatever. You nearly had a heard attack when you were helping him unpack and you found underwear. It took you a few seconds to realize it was yours.

Suna got your name tattooed on him. He may have been drunk, and it may have been on a dare, but he displays this tattoo proudly. He hates when people ask “well, what if you guys break up?” as if Suna would be dumb enough to ever let that happen.

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rbs v appreciated! <3