Soft #skts
Kiyoomi glances over at his lover. Atsumu normally rose before him, going on runs and having breakfast ready for them.
But today, his blonde lover was still curled up in their sheets. His usually tanned skin a little paler than normal.
Kiyoomi glances over at his lover. Atsumu normally rose before him, going on runs and having breakfast ready for them.
But today, his blonde lover was still curled up in their sheets. His usually tanned skin a little paler than normal.
Atsumu’s soft cheeks tinted pink, a little sweat sticking to his normally soft blonde locks.
The sweat and germs no longer bothered Kiyoomi as he reaches over to feel his lover’s forehead. The heat shocking him, Atsumu ran warm. But he was scalding to the touch.
The sweat and germs no longer bothered Kiyoomi as he reaches over to feel his lover’s forehead. The heat shocking him, Atsumu ran warm. But he was scalding to the touch.
Atsumu whimpers, leaning in to Kiyoomi’s cooler body temperature.
A fond expression is written over Kiyoomi’s face. He gets to care for his sick lover today. He hated seeing Atsumu sick. But doting on Atsumu was one of his favorite activities.
A fond expression is written over Kiyoomi’s face. He gets to care for his sick lover today. He hated seeing Atsumu sick. But doting on Atsumu was one of his favorite activities.
“Atsu, wake up,” Kiyoomi kisses his head. Pulling him closer so Atsumu could rest against him.
The blonde moans, dropping all his weight on Kiyoomi’s chest. His clammy, sticky skin plastering itself to Kiyoomi’s cool body.
The blonde moans, dropping all his weight on Kiyoomi’s chest. His clammy, sticky skin plastering itself to Kiyoomi’s cool body.
“Omi, I think I’m sick,” Atsumu groans, hiding his face in Kiyoomi’s chest.
Chuckling, Kiyoomi wraps him in a hug “Is my baby sick? Do I need to take care of you?”
Atsumu nods as Kiyoomi huffs out a small, happy sigh.
Chuckling, Kiyoomi wraps him in a hug “Is my baby sick? Do I need to take care of you?”
Atsumu nods as Kiyoomi huffs out a small, happy sigh.
He would always take care of his baby. In sickness or in health, he would make sure Atsumu is always cared for.
“Come on, my love. Let’s get you some soup and a shower you’ll feel better,”Kiyoomi coes.
“Come on, my love. Let’s get you some soup and a shower you’ll feel better,”Kiyoomi coes.
His sweet, sick baby just grumbles but smiles faintly.
“Yer so whipped, Omi,”
“I’ll even wash your hair while you soak,” Kiyoomi kisses his forehead.
“Like I said, yer whipped omi-omi.,”
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“Yer so whipped, Omi,”
“I’ll even wash your hair while you soak,” Kiyoomi kisses his forehead.
“Like I said, yer whipped omi-omi.,”
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I’m sick, I’m getting soup then crawling back into bed. Just wanted the boys to have love too 🥺🥺
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