This is the first point of intentional physical contact they’ve had since. The fact that Suna isn’t pushing Osamu away and instead shifts so he’s settled more comfortably against him says a lot.
Osamu has so much he wants to say.
Jun 24, 2023 • 26 tweets • 5 min read
fem #osaaka | hurt/comfort, “is she really just a friend?”
When Keiji walks into the living room where the rest of her friends are lounging about in versions states of exhaustion, she doesn’t expect to see her girlfriend and her girlfriend’s best friend cuddling and laughing +
with each other as if they’re the only ones in the room.
Keiji waits for Osamu to notice her return, but she doesn’t, too engrossed in whatever she and Suna are talking about.
Something takes root deep within Keiji’s chest at the display — something that’s been planted +
Jun 5, 2023 • 27 tweets • 6 min read
#atsusuna, #sunaosa, #miyatwins | angst pt. 7
Suna has noticed something is off about Osamu.
Ever since he came back from visiting Atsumu at practice, his routine would consist of four things:
Wake up, go to work, come home from work, go to sleep.
Osamu barely talks to him anymore. He barely eats, and Suna can tell he’s barely sleeping too.
On the rare occasion that they’re in the same room for more than five minutes, Suna watches, with growing unease, how Osamu will sit and stare out into space, eyes glazed over +
Jun 3, 2023 • 28 tweets • 6 min read
#atsusuna, #sunaosa, #miyatwins | angst (w/ comfort) pt. 6
Atsumu sits in the passenger seat of Kiyoomi’s car, leg bouncing, hands sweaty, and heart beating erratically in his chest.
It’s his first time back at practice ever since he blew up at them, and understandably, +
7:30 pm - Tsumu I’m gonna come by your practice tomorrow if you don’t answer
7:31 pm - I’m serious
8:30 pm - if I don’t hear from you by midnight I’m coming
8:37 pm - Tsumu come on I just wanna talk to you please
8:38 pm - I don’t wanna do this over text
Jun 1, 2023 • 28 tweets • 6 min read
#atsusuna, #sunaosa, #miyatwins | angst (w/ comfort) pt. 4
Tokyo is loud.
This was the first thought that Atsumu had when he stepped onto the train platform.
Two days after Sakusa found him, a wreck in the middle of his bedroom, +
he told Atsumu, “You’ve got 2 hours to decide where we go. If not, we’re going to Tokyo. It’s far enough from here and no one really knows to look for you there.”
Atsumu had half a mind to joke about Sakusa wanting to murder him, but he kept his mouth shut and +
May 29, 2023 • 29 tweets • 6 min read
#atsusuna, #sunaosa, #miyatwins | angst (w/ comfort) pt. 3
Atsumu is tired.
He’s tired of waiting for a text that won’t ever come. He’s tired of falling asleep at night, hoping that this was all just a nightmare he’ll wake up from in the morning, +
only to be greeted by too-bright sunlight and an ache in his chest.
And he’s tired of the whispers that follow him around day in and day out. Whether it be from his team, the Black Jackals’ staff, or even rival teams they end up playing.
May 28, 2023 • 23 tweets • 4 min read
#atsusuna, #sunaosa, #miyatwins | angst pt.2
All of Osamu’s dreams are coming true.
His restaurant is doing well enough for him to start thinking about opening up a second branch and he gets to wake up to Suna’s face in the mornings.
He knows this relationship is living on borrowed time, but he doesn’t want to think about that right now.
Suna is his now. Not Atsumu’s.
No matter how loud his consciousness screams at him to stop, he doesn’t. He won’t.
May 27, 2023 • 23 tweets • 4 min read
#atsusuna, #sunaosa, & #miyatwins | angst
Where suna and Atsumu are in a relationship. Things are going incredibly well. They’ve just started talking about getting a shared apartment to live in during the off season.
Then, Suna gets in an accident.
It’s not all bad; he’s got a couple scrapes here and there and he’s gonna be complaining of a lot of back pain in the coming weeks, struggling to walk by himself — you know, things common with back injuries and accidents.
Crickets are chirping all around them. Their fire has yet to die out, flames burning bright and fierce, almost as fierce as the gaze Tendou bestows upon Kageyama right now.
He doesn’t know whose idea it was to have them set up camp together, considering the fact that they’re exes and everything, but Tendou makes a mental note to give them a huge thank you once this little retreat is over.
Kiyoomi made a promise to himself that he’d do it on the first day of spring.
Today is that day. Today, he will confess his undying love to his longtime crush — or something along those lines.
He stands in front of his bathroom mirror, fidgeting with his school’s uniform tie. It’s choking him, but it’s not tight enough.
