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“Omi-kun?” Atsumu said softly, contrasting his typical impulsive and striking tone. Kiyoomi’s head snapped up, but he didn’t say a word, so Atsumu continued, “Ya can go. Ya don’t hafta stay here. I’m fine.” His last few words were choked out, and Kiyoomi could see the tears welling in Atsumu’s eyes once more.
“You’re such a sore loser, and you hate to admit that you need help every once in a while. I may hate your guts, but I’m not leaving you alone.” Kiyoomi replied flatly, turning his back to Atsumu. He refused to see any more tears shed from his teammate. He refused to feel any more pity for Atsumu Miya.
Suddenly, there was a light tug on the hem of Kiyoomi’s sweater. “Don’t leave.”
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After losing a match, Atsumu Miya struggles with controlling his tears in the changeroom. After everyone else has left, Kiyoomi Sakusa is the only one left to comfort him; however, he's never been great at that. Doing the best he can, Kiyoomi walks Atsumu home in the dark.