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Atsumu believes in love at first sight, because his Ma says it's real. After all, she's still in love with their Dad even though he up and left before either of them could string three words together. So yeah, love at first sight might be real, and it might be everlasting, but it also sucks and Atsumu wants nothing to do with it.
The ball curls right into the corner of the court, spinning up into the crowd and Atsumu gawps as Itachiyama’s spiker lands neatly on his feet and turns to confer with his setter.
"Who is that?” Atsumu blurts.
Aran follows his eyes, sounds bored when he utters the two greatest words Atsumu has ever heard in his short life.
“Sakusa Kiyoomi.”
Gently, Aran smacks Atsumu on the back of his head, breaking him out of his stupor. “Are you warming up or are you drooling?”
Both—Atsumu is excellent at multitasking.Alternatively: When it comes to Kiyoomi, Atsumu loves him and loves him and loves him and never stops. Even when he tries, even when it’s the smart thing for him to do.
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“Dont’cha want to hear what people on the street are sayin’ about ya’? I think you’d find it really interesting.”
Kiyoomi scoffed. “I’d rather not.”
Completely ignoring his answer, Atsumu carried on. “Well you’re the talk of the town, I’ll tell you that. The gorgeous Sakusa son who can’t bag a mate because he never learned how to bow his neck and bite his tongue. A blunt and callous Omega who’s too far up his own ass to learn when to stamp down his pride.”
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“Do you want me to stop?” Atsumu’s hands are gripping Kiyoomi’s shirt collar like a lifeline, and his voice is absolutely, beautifully breathless. Kiyoomi feels the setter’s hands shaking, ever so slightly. He wants to kill that fraction of a doubt, immediately.
“No,” Kiyoomi says hurriedly. “God, no."
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It's Bokuto's birthday and the MSBY Black Jackals' PR team has kindly rented out a club for the team (and said team's friends and rivals alike) to avoid any fires. Kiyoomi dramatizes the state of his situationship with Atsumu set to the tune of 2010s American pop music. Kuroo is in attendance and someone foolishly let him be the DJ for the night. Send help.