Thread by @IDtsuKei

#atsutsuki

Every time he goes to one of Hinata’s matches, Tsukishima leaves with an unintended curse. Something that should trigger his survival instincts and make him stop going to the matches.

First, it was sun burn in the third degree after a beach game, his spf no match

https://twitter.com/tenderhaikyuu/status/1638740385865564165

For the hot sun.

Then, it came in the form of one Bokuto Kotaro getting his phone number again, resulting in sleepless nights as the night owl would send him memes until the sun rose.

Once, it was a concussion when an after match drinking session ended with an inebriated

Hinata insisting that he could so carry Tsukishima up the stairs on his shoulders(and Tsukishima’s hubris wouldn’t let him rest after Inunaki called him a coward for not letting him attempt it.)

Fourth times the charm, and now he is cursed with the knowledge that the once yellow

Haired Miya had a tongue piercing. Even more cursed was the knowledge that he didn’t know how to use it. While the obnoxious setter had finally learned what toner was so Tsukishima could admire him from afar(far, far, afar), he was being relentlessly teased by the rest of the

Black Jackals after a failed attempt of his first hook up after the piercing healed.

‘You mean to tell me you mutilated yourself for no reason?’ Sakusa clicked his tongue behind his mask while the man in question pouted, slouched dramatically on the table.

‘I came to you guys

Expectin’ moral support or some shit,’ he whined.

‘That was your first mistake,’ Inunaki snorted. Tsukishima agreed with him, but kept his mouth shut, wanting to blend into the background. Miya had just revealed that the girl he had been eyeing for weeks had laughed him away,

Stating it was the worst kiss of her life. Tsukishima didn’t know why he would hang himself with his own rope like that, he wouldn’t tell this group of people any embarrassing detail of his life willingly.

‘Oh! Tsum-Tsum, I’ve got it!’ Bokuto shouts suddenly, clapping the

Forlorn man on the back, eyes darting to Tsukishima’s form, as the middle blocker clearly fails to morph into the chair. He turns his head, trying to find the red-headed monster who dragged him here to tell him he was leaving but Bokuto struck first. ‘You should ask Tsukki for

Advice!’

‘Hah?! Why would I ask Mr stick up his ass about kissin’ people?’ Atsumu scoffed, sitting up. Tsukishima could feel his hackles rising, could feel the universe screaming ‘curse, curse, this is the curse.’

‘I’m sorry, which one of us was laughed out of someone’s

Bedroom for slobbering all over them?’ He shot back.

‘Oi! It’s not my fault, the piercing makes me drool! Get your tongue pierced and then let’s talk!’ He half shouted, reminding Tsukishima why he only looked, never interacted with the man.

‘Tsukki’s tongue is pierced?’

Bokuto, the traitor, chimes in.

‘No, no it’s not. He’s mistaken.’ The table has devolved into loud chatter, questions coming from all sides.

‘I am not! You got it done with Kuroo years ago, he snap chatted me the whole thing!’

‘He’s lyin’ right? He’s gotta be,’ Atsumu asks.

‘You’ve all been talking to me all night, and many nights before this. Have any of you ever seen a tongue ring?’ Tsukishima asks, expecting the conversation to end when the walking curse shows back up, too late to spare him from this conversation.

‘He takes it out,’ Hinata

Chirps as they had just started agreeing there’s no way his tongue was pierced. ‘I’ve seen it though, it’s real.’

‘Pfft, if he takes it out then he must not be any good with it,’ Atsumu scoffs, leaning back in his chair. Sheer willpower keeps the competitive side of Tsukishima

In check.

‘Sorry Tsumu, jerkishima’s a better kisser than you even when he doesn’t have the tongue thing in.’ Hinata either has no idea what chaos he brings to Tsukishima’s world, or he doesn’t care.

‘Haah?? When did the two of ya get all-‘ Atsumu trails off, waving his hand

As if that could replace words.

‘Oh dude, Tsukki will kiss anyone when he drinks a lot. Kuroo says I can’t let him out of my sight after drink number four.’

‘Okay okay! Enough about me, remember how Miya can’t kiss a girl?’ Tsukishima tries to get the heat off of himself. It

succeeds for the most part. Everyone goes back to piling on Atsumu, allowing Tsukishima to nurse his drink in the background. He tries not to think too hard about Atsumu’s tongue, piercing and all, but every time he glances in that direction, the blonde is staring at him. They

Finally start parting for the night, and Bokuto offers to walk Tsukki back to the hotel he’s staying at nearby.

‘You don’t stay with your ex-teammate?’ Atsumu barges in to the conversation.

‘No,’ Tsukishima shudders. ‘He runs every day at 5 am. Even after drinking.’

Atsumu

Snorts while Bokuto exclaims what a good idea that is.

‘Uh hey, where’s your hotel?’ Tsukishima rattled off the name of his hotel, watching Atsumu’s pierced tongue absentmindedly dart out to wet his lips. ‘Oi, Bokkun, that’s right by my place. I’ll walk your bottle blondie to

His place.’

‘Oh, Tsukki doesn’t dye his hair.’

‘You mean to say he’s a natural blonde? Bullshit.’

‘No he is, I swear. Kuroo snap chatted me once when they-‘

‘Okay!’ Tsukishima scowled, hand coming to cover Bokuto’s mouth. ‘Don’t finish that sentence. Bye. Miya, I can walk

Myself back thanks.’

‘Nah, I’m heading that way like it or not.’

They split and Tsukishima begrudgingly allows Atsumu to walk next to him in relative silence. He breaks the sacred silence minutes after Bokuto leaves.

‘So. Wouldn’t have taken ya for the promiscuous type.’ He

Raises his eyebrows before blatantly looking Tsukishima up and down.

‘I’m not. I just know what I like and am not afraid to get it.’

‘And uh, what is it you like?’ There’s the tongue again, refusing to stay in his mouth as it constantly wets the setters plush lips-no. He

Shakes his head to clear his train of thought(he is not making out with a Miya twin), passing it off as a condescending shake of the head.

‘Not men who don’t know how to use their toys.’ His eyes drop pointedly to the tongue peeking through Atsumu’s lips.

‘Ya wanna know what

I think?’

‘No,’ he sighs. ‘But I feel like you’re going to tell me anyways.’

‘I think yer not that good with yours either. Bet that’s why it’s not in, cause you’re no good with it.’

Tsukishima tilts his head, considering. ‘It’s in my room.’

‘Hah?’

‘My stud, it’s in the

Hotel room. I take it out before I go out with obnoxious people.’

‘Hmm, sure sure. Whatever ya gotta tell yourself to sleep.’ Atsumu sings, stepping a few paces ahead of Tsukishima.

‘If you’re trying to goad me into asking you back to my room for a demonstration, it won’t

Work.’

‘Aw, why not?’ Atsumu turns around, genuinely pouting and Tsukishima makes up his mind.

‘Tch. You’re the one who needs help, you should be the one to beg for it.’

Atsumu’s eyes widen at his words, grin spreading across his face.

So yes. The curse this time is what

Leads to Tsukishima pressing Atsumu Miya into the mattress of his hotel, swallowing the gasps and moans as he skillfully licks his way into his mouth. Their piercings click together as Tsukishima rubs the tongues together, showing Miya where to press in at.

Despite his prior

Arrogance, Miya is half lidded and fully hard on the bed, rocking his hips against Tsukishima’s absentmindedly.

‘Taking notes?’ Tsukishima hums as he pulls back.

‘Yeah,’ Atsumu croaks out.

‘Show me.’

It’s Miya’s turn, and with a few pointers he learns quickly. It’s been a

While since Tsukishima had kissed someone with a piercing and he swore to himself to seek out piercings more often. Atsumu’s hands start to wander under Tsukishima’s shirt, scratching lines down his back as he rolls the metal in his tongue along Tsukishima’s pulse point.

‘Want

Another lesson?’ Tsukishima gasps out.

‘Yeah, course.’

Tsukishima reaches down, tugging at Atsumu’s pants until the blonde is bare from the waist down. Tsukishima looks up through his lashes, blood rushing at the look on Atsumu’s face.

‘Pay attention.’

End??