It was the running question of the month. Atsumu asked him, Kiyoomi asked him, the team asked him- hell even Foster asked him.
Whose last name would he be taking? Would it be Meian still or would he become Miya Shuugo? He so badly wanted to be Miya Shuugo, but that would put a 3rd Miya on the court. Thanks to Miya Atsumu and Miya Kiyoomi.
Gods, his teammates are going to be his brother-in-laws. He was about to be RELATED to the two biggest volleyball idiots in the V-League.
Rubbing his temples, he looks over to the court. Where said idiots were holding pinkies, Atsumu beaming at Kiyoomi. Their jerseys both saying ‘Miya A.’ And ‘Miya K.’
He so badly wanted to be ‘Miya S.’ He wanted to leave him name behind to create a new name for himself. He could be Miya Shuugo. Groaning, he looked up at the ceiling.
“Stop overthinking it, darlin’. Just take my last name, I think it would look very hot across yer back,” Osamu whispers in his ear.
It’s been decided. Miya Shuugo is whipped for the one and only: Miya Osamu. He would take Miya’s last name and be the third volleyball idiot on the court.
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I would like to say: Miya Shuugo is a simp for Osamu and he would definitely take the Miya last name.
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Shuugo’s could feel his muscles aching. The day finally weighing down on his shoulders. All he wanted to do was sink into the hot tub and soak. Maybe disappear.
He had to separate Sakusa and Atsumu again. If those two could get their head out of their ass, he would be /fine/. But they were dancing around each other and the team was egging them on.
Sighing, he unlocked his apartment door.
Kicking his shoes off, dropping his duffel bag in the entry. His back was turned to the living room when he felt arms circle his waist.
“Welcome home, darlin,” Osamu whispers his face pressed into Shuugo’s back.
Everyone knew Suna liked a good fuck then he’d move on. He’s been with every single JNT teammate.
He’s latest? Sakusa Kiyoomi.
He didn’t think Sakusa had a clue at fucking. That’s what made him so damn crazy to get the spiker under him.
In reality, Sakusa did the fucking and Suna saw G-d that day.
He’s not even religious.
Fast forward to this evening and they are all out to dinner for his birthday.
Rintarou is hanging off of Atsumu, they have been together since they were kids. Atsumu is his home away from home. The one that grounds him; he even cut Rintarou off and handed him water.