Thread by @_the_poppy_

#SakuAtsuWeek2023 @sktsweek
Day 4: -crime -confession -“why are you blushing?”

“So are ya gonna eat that,” gesturing towards the rest of their takeout, “cause if not I will.”

Atsumu always gets like this during an extremely long and difficult case, stress eating while staying at the prescient with his partner. Can you blame him? The added pressure of being alone with his work crush is not ideal.

“Miya stop being a pig and look over the files again.”

Kiyoomi is on his fourth coffee tonight and he’s definitely not stopping anytime soon. He’s coming out of his rookie year of being a homicide detective, unfortunately paired up with Miya Atsumu.

Fortunately Miya is pretty good at his job and Kiyoomi, although not wanting to admit it, is grateful for him.

Rolling his eyes he reaches for both the food and other stack of files. Atsumu was not looking forward to this night, contrary to what people believe, he has a life.

He was supposed to go out with friends tonight, though /this/ is nice.

“Omi ya can’t just drink coffee all night, ya gotta actually eat something.” Kiyoomi froze, coffee mug just about touching his lips as he makes eye contact with Atsumu and slowly start drinking his coffee.

“Yer a lil shit ya know that?”

“Shut up and read.”

Again Atsumu tools his eyes, and wonders what compels him to have feelings for the jerk across from him.

“Sorry for worrin about yer health.”

He looks over the reports again and again, nothing seems out of the ordinary.

‘THUD’, Atsumu looks over to see a mop of black curls laying on top of more files/reports.

Groaning, Kiyoomi starts, “We shouldn’t have taken this case.” Atsumu gets it he does but, right now it seems like Kiyoomi is hating this case for a completely different reason.

Just when he’s about to say something about it, his phone rings. Usually letting it go but seeing the screen read “Scrub🍙”, at this hour? He could help but answer.

“What’s up Samu?”, Kiyoomi looks up and Atsumu can see how tired he is and the fatigue of sleep settling on him.

“Samu I-“

“Calm down ya ass hat, I just called to say happy birthday.” oh, that’s why his friends wanted to go out tonight. “Ya work yerself too hard ya know.”

“Yea well I could say the same about ya.”, Atsumu smiles at the sight of Kiyoomi who now has a chopsticks in his mouth, cheeks puffed out as he finally eats something while reading.

“Yea whatever, I’m coming by tomorrow night so don’t make any plans with that work crush ya got”

Oh how Atsumu wished to be an only child while the blush starts creeping up his cheek.

Looking away from the said crush, Atsumu musters up a reply to his brother. “Shut up, I’m at work right now!” Kiyoomi can clearly hear Osamu laughing through the phone.

He shoots a quick look at Atsumu with a brow raised. The poor man is still blushing and Kiyoomi can’t help but think about how much he wants to kiss the stupid look on his face.

“Shut up! Whatever happy birthday to ya too scrub. Be careful out there.”

“Didn’t know it was your birthday today.”, all Kiyoomi can do is pout. “It’s alright Omi, we’ve been busy lately I didn’t even realize it was today either.”, hopefully calming down his blush,Atsumu attempts to go back to reading. Key word attempt, but a pouty Omi is just too cute

Kiyoomi can be heard going out and coking back into the room with something in hand. “Is that a cookie from the break room?”, a small laugh escapes him as he readjusts himself on the floor. “It’s not ideal…” Kiyoomi trails off as he sets the cookie and himself down.

He places a candle that he found on top of the cookie and lights it.

“Happy birthday Atsumu.”, if Atsumu thought he was having heart palpitations before, he’s definitely is having a heart attack now.

Their eyes meet and Kiyoomi has never felt warmer.

He tell Atsumu to make a wish and just like that Atsumu blows out the candle.

“Did you actually make a wish or were you just humoring me?”, Kiyoomi parts the cookie for the bit of them, all while Atsumu looks at him.

“Aw come on Omi-Omi, ya know I take my wishing seriously.”+

* with a quick wink and a small smile, he sees it. He sees the small blush making its way on Kiyoomi’s cheeks, making him more beautiful than he already is.

“Ya look cute like that.”, it’s barely audible but Kiyoomi hears it. He can feel his face starting to warm up even more.

“Why are ya blushing so much Omi?”

Kiyoomi ducks his head and attempts to cover himself with his hand. Atsumu reaches out to grab Kiyoomi’s wrist, “Kiyoomi look at me.”

Oh he’s in deep, Kiyoomi knows this much because instead of focusing on the murder case, he’s sitting on+

+the floor next to the man who’s causing his heart to beat a mile-a-minute. He does look at Atsumu though, that’s all he’s been doing since their first case together. “Atsumu..” they inch closer and all Kiyoomi can do is hold his breath while waiting for their lips to meet.

“I’ve always wanted to do this.”, the blonde says as he cups Kiyoomi’s jaw and soothes his thumb and the others cheek.

“Then do it.”, it’s a small confirmation but it’s all Atsumu needs to finally kiss the gorgeous man in front of him.

The kiss tells them everything that needed to be said. With small sighs of satisfaction, the warm and tender moment being soaked up by the both of them. Once pulling away, hazy honey eyes meeting dark onyx ones and all they can do is smile at each other.

Kiyoomi glances down then back up, before he does a double take of the files.

His eyes widen, “ARE YOU SERIOUS MIYA!”

He quickly grabs the files and reads over them. Atsumu, now slightly pouting, is confused. He likes a working Omi, but he’d rather have the kissy one.

“Atsumu this is what we’re missing!”

Kiyoomi stands up and puts a hand out for Atsumu to grab. “Come on Atsu.” Atsumu stills at the new nickname, but comes back to his senses and lightly tugs Kiyoomi’s hand.

“Omi come on! Can’t this wait till mornin?”,he groans as Kiyoomi smirks at him.

“It could, or we could do put the info on the board now and then you can take me back to your place.” Atsumu quickly stands up and drags them to one of their desks, Kiyoomi giggling along the way.

As they rush through their work, Atsumu points out how nerve racking their confessions were, Kiyoomi argues they technically didn’t confess. Atsumu grabs Kiyoomi’s hand resting it right on top of his heart, they’ve danced around each other for long enough, to many close calls.

“My heart is yers and I hope you take care of it the way I know I’ll take care of yers.”

And when Kiyoomi blushed ten times harder then he did before, Atsumu makes sure to tease him about it before giving the pouty man a kiss to feel better.

///fin🥹///

Idk I tried🧍🏻‍♀️