Kiyoomi opens his eyes and blinks groggily at the hospital ceiling. He's dazed and confused and he can't move his lower body. It's too bright in here and everything feels wrong, like he's hungover or something.
There's still a haze--
--around his mind, but he is slowly becoming aware that he's not alone in the room.
It takes an inordinate amount of effort to turn his head to one side to see Atsumu in the uncomfortable-looking chair by his bed.
"You look awful," Kiyoomi says, the words tumbling out of his--
--mouth before he can stop himself. Because Atsumu really does look like hell: dark circles under his eyes and he's been gnawing at his lips.
He laughs, though.
"Nothin' stops ya, does it Omi-kun?"
"What... what happened?" Kiyoomi remembers being bitten during Atsumu's rut.
He remembers there being a lot of blood and then contractions, Atsumu calling an ambulance and a vague conversation with the paramedics and then... then nothing.
Atsumu sniffs, oh, he's been crying. His eyes are all bloodshot and glassy.
"I, uh, I bit yer matin' gland but I also-
--managed to get a vein or somethin'? I dunno, they explained it ta me but I didn't... I can't remember exactly what it is." Atsumu's eyes are beginning to water and threatening to overflow. "Ya passed out in the ambulance, needed blood transfusion and a c-section."
Kiyoomi turns to stare at his belly. It doesn't look much smaller than before."
"They're not in there?" he asks quietly.
"Nah, uh, she's in the nicu- she's fine, they just gotta keep an eye on her for a coupl'a days to make sure."
"A girl? We have a girl?" Kiyoomi asks. He wants-
--to see his baby right now, the fact that he's not holding her right now is physically painful to him.
"Yeah, she's a real pretty lil thing. Loud too."
"I missed it."
"Huh?"
"I missed her being born."
"I'm sorry," Atsumu says, looking at his feet. "That's my fault, if I hadn't--
--bit ya we coulda waited til the induction."
"Did the bite take?" Kiyoomi knows that his line of questioning is erratic, and there are definitely more things he wants to know about everything, but his mind is bouncing all over the place as the anaesthesia wears off.
Atsumu is still staring at his shoes.
"Yeah, it took. We're, uh, bonded now."
Kiyoomi slumps back in his bed although he was hardly sitting up to begin with. They're mated now, in legal terms they're as good as married (unless Kiyoomi wants to make an appeal).
"I'm really sorry--
--Omi-kun, I lost control at the worst possible time and it nearly killed ya; it nearly killed our baby too."
"I'm alive," Kiyoomi says, as evenly as he can manage. "Our daughter is alive too."
"But ya didn't get a choice! It wasn't s'posed to go like that--"
"But it did,"--
--Kiyoomi cuts him off. "It happened the way it did. I guess... I guess this makes us even?"
There's a pause and then Atsumu starts to laugh, and Kiyoomi joins in even if the feeling is starting to return in his core and it feels fucking painful.
"Want ta see if I can wheel--
ya bed in ta see the baby?" Atsumu asks when he finally has breath.
"Please."
***
The 2021 Tokyo sees Japan qualify for the bronze medal match, and Atsumu get yellow-carded for spitting at the captain from Great Britain.
Their achievements are somewhat overshadowed the fact that every sports commentator and reporter asks then about their opinion on his bad--
--behaviour.
Meian punches Atsumu's shoulder in the locker room and Ojiro makes a show of pretending to weep. Suna stares at Kiyoomi and drawls "that's your baby daddy". No doubt he'll have clipped the moment Atsumu was shown the yellowcard from all angles together to post in--
--the group chat later.
Foster yells at Atsumu too, loud enough that they can hear it from his temporary office.
Kiyoomi would be more bothered by this (spitting is disgusting and makes him want to throw up at the thought) if it hadn't been for the fact that Atsumu's victim had--
--been making inappropriate comments about Kiyoomi.
In this case he's willing to let spitting slide.
Atsumu bears the weight of all the jokes and reprimands well, probably because they're at the Olympics and stand a good chance of getting on the podium.
They come onto the court-
--for warm-ups and pre-match interviews, although Kiyoomi has been successful in dodging reporters so far and he hopes to keep his streak going.
His sister is in the stands courtside with Atsumu's mother and Kiyoshi in her JNT onesie, so Kiyoomi goes to hug his daughter for good-
--luck. She's grown a lot since her time in the nicu but Kiyoomi will always fuss over whether she's drinking enough.
Happily, she grabs onto his finger and pulls it into her mouth; she's teething and this is her preferred method of dealing with it.
Kiyoomi had never imagined--
--that he'd be fine with someone else slobbering all over his hand like this. He finds it cute, even. Kiyoshi is the most adorable baby the world has ever known, and will ever know.
"Sakusa-senshu!"
It seems Kiyoomi has finally run out of luck and now has to do an impromptu--
--interview at last. He holds his daughter in front of him, as if she'll somehow protect him from being asked asinine questions.
"Good afternoon," he says icily, finger still being aggressively chomped on.
"I'm so glad to have caught you!" he feeling is not mutual. "I wanted to--
--ask you..."
Kiyoomi humours her with a few answers about how he's feeling about the game and their opponents, as well as some about his serves.
Then, as expected, the interview turns to Atsumu and his spitting.
"Sakusa-senshu, please could you tell me what you think of Miya--
--senshu and his behaviour? Do you think that he is a good role model for young alphas?"
Behind him, Kiyoomi knows that Atsumu's mother is grimacing.
"What do I think?" he muses and... well, Atsumu did tell him how this decision was up to him. Is this the wisest choice? Probably-
--not, but it's his mistake to make. "I think he's an excellent alpha; I'd have another baby with him."
Clip that for the group chat, Suna.
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They're able to squeeze in a JNT meeting before Kiyoomi's induction. Hibarida had offered to allow him to join virtually, but since Kiyoomi's been staring at the apartment walls for weeks now and he's able to rent a wheelchair, he--
--makes Atsumu wheel him around to attend in person.
To his surprise, he's not the only pregnant member.
"Lev, fuck off," Yaku, brandishing an iced coffee, shouts as an attractive alpha tries to pull a chair out for him. "I can do it myself!"
"Yak-san, you're supposed to rest--
-- and not have caffeine!"
"That's a myth!" Yaku takes a long suck of his coffee, the ice rattling around at the bottom as he finishes it.
Kiyoomi looks at Atsumu and considers that they might not have have most explosive relationship at the table.
"I've called your landlord, the insurance company, and my cousin who's a solicitor and while you definitely could take the landlord to court in small claims. Unfortunately, it would probably cost just as much to do that as it would to just pay for-
--the lost stock items anyway."
Osamu deflates in Kiyoomi's armchair. It's not the good news that Kiyoomi was hoping to give.
"It would probably be the most viable to break the lease on the current property and move to a different storefront."
"Yeah... just wish I could afford--
--that, y'know?" Osamu sighs. "There's a penalty for leaving' before the current lease's up..."
"I could almost certainly negotiate that going away in exchange for not taking your landlord to court."
"Not sure I can come up with the cash for a new place while still eatin' my--
Atsumu comes home after his post match shower and interviews. He looks sheepish, likely from reading the text that Kiyoomi had sent him regarding his on-court behaviour, but any lecturing Kiyoomi had planned to do vaporises at Atsumu's scent.
He's freshly washed, but there's the slightest hint of sweat from his climb up their building's stairs (he refuses to use the lift for bullshit pride reasons), and it's driving Kiyoomi absolutely feral.
"Wha--?"
Atsumu doesn't manage to get a full word out before he's being--
--shoved against the door and kissed aggressively.
He's clearly confused, and honestly Kiyoomi is too. He has no idea why Atsumu does this to him and it can't all be pregnancy hormones.
Whatever. That's a conundrum for when Kiyoomi isn't this rabidly horny.
"Omi?" Atsumu asks--
"I won't be able to come out with the team while you're here I'm afraid, Tsukasa-kun," Kiyoomi says regretfully, and Iizuna nods on his laptop screen. "But you are very welcome to come to my new apartment at any time while you're in Osaka--
--although I won't be able to leave bed or the sofa."
"I would like to make time to see you," Iizuna confirms. "Is there anything I can bring for you?"
Usually when the Hornets play the Jackals Kiyoomi likes to have a quiet dinner with his old senpai to catch up, but now that--
--he's confined to bed, they're going to have to make new plans. Not least because Atsumu has moved his stuff into the spare room so now every meal time has the Miya flare and Miya volume.
Also because ever since Kiyoomi announced his pregnancy to his teammates, they've made a--
#sakuatsu pregnant Omi part 19
Kiyoomi is bored. So, so bored.
He's been lying in bed, as per doctor's orders, for a week now and he's watched every volleyball match that's been shown on TV and that he has in his collection.
He's read every pregnancy and in fact care book his--
--mother has sent him twice. He sent out his baby announcement and fielded all the questions from family.
And he is so, so bored.
He wants to go for a run. He wants to do spiking practice. He wants to swim or do yoga, anything that isn't the monotony of lying down all day--
--broken only by short trips to the bathroom.
He'd even take the excruciating trip
from the hospital in Nagoya back home with Atsumu and his mother again instead of this.
Kiyoomi had pretended to sleep in the backseat for most of it while his character was assassinated by--
#sakuatu pregnant Omi part 18 Atsumu's mother looks exactly like her sons somehow despite being a foot shorter and a couple of decades older.
More specifically, she looks like the twins when they're about to start physically fighting.
Atsumu has sent a text earlier to say that--
--his mother was coming to his hotel room and that he'd try to calm her down there first before he brought her to the hospital.
Ideally, Kiyoomi wouldn't meet her until he was back home, but she'd travelled all the way up already and he didn't want to piss her off anymore than--
--
he had already.
She has a bunch of flowers in her hand, likely bought from the hospital gift shop, even if her expression indicates she'd rather shove them down Kiyoomi's throat.
"Yer Sakusa-san," she says icily and Atsumu, standing chagrined behind her, winces.
"Yes."