"let's leave." kiyoomi said curtly, clear and concise. meaning that there were to be no exceptions, no arguments. he and atsumu were leaving this club right now.
because kiyoomi can't take the amount of eyes leering over atsumu.
kiyoomi was also very much irritated at the random 'heys' and increasing tissues on atsumu's table with phone numbers on it.
he was debating if he should spill his drink on the table. just a smidge. just enough so that those numbers become unreadable.
Jun 4, 2023 • 17 tweets • 4 min read
#sakuatsu where atsumu's phone wallpaper was something nobody expected it to be. it wasn't a sweet photo of the couple, nor was it a landscape, and it wasn't atsumu's face on it.
instead, it was a stolen photo of kiyoomi, freshly awaken from slumber.
he had drool on his face, his eyes squinting at the sun, and his hair all over the place.
it wasn't the prettiest kiyoomi in the world and komori tried his absolute best to not laugh when he saw it. suna actually guffawed, and osamu just scoffed.
Apr 20, 2023 • 29 tweets • 5 min read
#sakuatsu am i the asshole? | where, after a fight with atsumu, kiyoomi tried asking the internet if he was rude. (except that the people that found him are people that knew too much)
r/AmITheAsshole
Posted by u/k_sks03
AITA for telling my teammate his face is annoying?
I (23M) play volleyball professionally. I'm not very sociable, just when the situation calls for it and I don't talk that much with my teammates. I don't hate them or anything, I just prefer to be left alone.
Apr 9, 2023 • 28 tweets • 5 min read
#sakuatsu - the best part of a kiss | the summit of unspoken desire
Should they risk it?
Whatever this was. Whatever led them from arguing to teasing. From backhanded slaps to soft caresses on the cheek. From words of venom to words of sweet nothings in their ears.
From exasperation to attraction. From annoying glares to longing stares.
Should Kiyoomi risk it all? Should Atsumu?
In the silence of the night sky, the muffled sound of rain, and the glow of the open fridge, there Atsumu stood in front of Kiyoomi.
looking up from his bowl of flour, atsumu saw kiyoomi in his pajamas, half-yawning, with his unruly hair all over his head.
"makin' some food, omi. did ya want snacks? i'll cook some up for ya."
atsumu felt arms snaking their way around his hips, kiyoomi resting his head on atsumu's shoulder, looking over at the table while he sifted flour to a bowl.
Mar 15, 2023 • 5 tweets • 1 min read
atsumu gets ordained on the internet after one impulsive desicion osamu told him over a phone call one midnight that he and suna was going to elope and that it seemed wrong if atsumu didn't know.
but atsumu absolutely refused to not be a part of the wedding.
about one hour later, atsumu just finished getting certified and rushed over to osamu and suna's place and then some 30 minutes later, atsumu has a new brother. albeit an in law.
there's an itch on his throat scratching his neck, and he wanted it out.
he takes a big breath in to catch all of the little scraping in his lungs then breathes it all out in a cough.
continuously.
hence, the relentless sound echoed in the msby dorms at 10 in the evening.
it didn't bother everybody else, living a couple rooms away from atsumu, they only heard a faint sound except for the one teammate that lived right beside him.
and kiyoomi's had enough.
Mar 12, 2023 • 25 tweets • 5 min read
#sakuatsu | kiyoomi and the things he's willing to do for atsumu's butt
"is this a new fashion trend, sakusa?"
knowing this wouldn't be the last comment he'll receive today, kiyoomi started to repeat one sentence over his head to keep him calm.
"this is all for atsumu."
yes, that's right. he's doing this for atsumu. he's doing this because atsumu specifically /said/, no, he /swore/ that he would let kiyoomi have his way provided he does one thing.
well, /fashionably/ late, as atsumu yelled from their room, changing his outfit for the third time.
"atsu, at this point they're not going to let us--"
"what about this?"
oh, they might not make it out of the house at all.
atsumu wore a simple white button down instead of the green one before, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, hair gelled up, and wearing a black fitted slacks.
so simple. and yet so damn good.
Feb 25, 2023 • 19 tweets • 3 min read
volleyball setter atsumu and basketball point guard kiyoomi being their university's power players, leading their respective teams in back to back nationals. they even have those posters of them leaning on each other all around the campus.
but in reality, they never got along.
atsumu thinks basketball is stupid. all they do is run, push, and shove each other. that wasn't as hard as protecting the ball so it doesn't touch the ground.
how hard is it anyway to throw a ball to someone else or towards a hoop?
Feb 23, 2023 • 20 tweets • 4 min read
#sakuatsu confession | college omi, athlete atsumu
atsumu looked so peaceful right now.
strands of hair in his face, eyes closed that flaunt long eyelashes, and lips slightly parted, letting out a small hum as he breathed in.
he seemed like a nice, quiet person when asleep.
he looked beautiful too.
and he was currently sleeping on kiyoomi's shoulder on the way home from their date -- an early hiking trip to watch the sunrise together.
the blonde, laying on his stomach and casually scrolling on his phone, finally turned his gaze down to where kiyoomi was resting his head.
"NO."
it was atsumu's fault really. he's the one who decided to wear a short he had when he was in middle school and decided it was comfortable enough for bed.
now it's comfortable enough for kiyoomi to rest his head on and his hand placed underneath the cloth.
though it may include him kicking his brother in the face first before coming back in to wrap his arms around osamu, he does love hugging his twin.
even though he makes a disgusted look when suna comes in for a quick 'bro' hug, atsumu leans away just a smidge, then smiles a little before hooking his arm on suna's shoulders.
kiyoomi whispers as one finger nestles its way to blonde locks of hair, curling them up, no amount of sweat from bodies previously intertwined evident, only softness. peach scent emanating from each strand.
"omi, ya know i have to." eyes closed, seeping in the warmth of kiyoomi's chest, atsumu let out a small laugh through his nose at hearing another one of many attempts of his lover to stop him from going.
"i know.. but still..."
"it's only two months, omi."
Feb 15, 2023 • 4 tweets • 1 min read
also: miya atsumu spending the entire day at osamu's kitchen, setting up a little corner where he desperately tries to concoct the perfect chocolate bar. not too sweet, not too bitter, just perfect for sakusa kiyoomi.
and: sakusa kiyoomi spending the entire day calling osamu asking advice on how to make the perfect chocolate cake. fudgy, just the right amount of sweetness, just perfect for miya atsumu.
Feb 14, 2023 • 23 tweets • 5 min read
#sakuatsu | valentine's | msby atsumu, college kiyoomi
there's no story here.
kiyoomi doesn't remember a time where he celebrated valentine's.
why would he? it's not like he had a reason to. he didn't like getting sappy and it wasn't like he had anyone to celebrate it with.
it's just a day where people buy way too many sweets for their significant other, or a bunch of flowers that'll wilt in a day or two.
he doesn't have much of a sweet tooth anyway. and komori's the one who likes plants. not him.
so he lets the day pass by, ignoring everything.
Feb 10, 2023 • 65 tweets • 11 min read
#skts - a family of three..plus? | married skts, adopted child, fluff!
"no! mimi say no, papa!" the speed at which kiyoomi ran from the kitchen to the living room would put any cheetah to shame.
"why? what happened?" kiyoomi crouched down to check if his daughter was hurt.
behind him was atsumu, who was fairly certain he broke a plate trying to follow his husband to the living room.
"mimi, baby, are ya okay? are ya hurt?"
sitting down on the sofa was their two year old daughter, pouting away and slouching.
"what's with the serve miya? we're not even in an actual game." kiyoomi said loud enough for the whole huddle to hear after atsumu's serve that never crossed the net.
the whole team rolled their eyes.
/looks like they're at it again./
was the collective thought of the jackals.
"oh yeah? what's with those spikes, omi? can't see where the baselines are?" atsumu took a jab at kiyoomi's out of bound spikes, which happened thrice in one set.
