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"Pa! I wanna play like the lady!"
"Do ya, Kiyo?"
"Yup!" She popped the 'p', putting her hands on her hips, "Even better than her!"
"I knew my girl had ambitions," he laughed as he ruffled her hair.
A sweet love story in which two ex-rivals meet again, but in the most unexpected circumstance. Sakusa Kiyoomi is a piano teacher, and Miya Atsumu just so happens to have a daughter who wants to play.
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Still, Kiyoomi knocks anyway. He knocks three times because he knows Atsumu is inside. He knocks three times even if he knows the door is unlocked. He knocks three times because he's certain Atsumu knows it's him. He knocks three times because he's unsure if he's allowed to enter. He knocks three times because he wants to hear it for himself.
throughout med school, sakusa kiyoomi has heard tales of the infamous miya atsumu from across the pacific ocean. he’d spent years thanking whatever kind of gods for keeping their orbits separate. because truly, it’s a small world!
until a crash meeting (no, not chance meeting) delivers miya atsumu directly into his hands. which then he thinks, what a truly, small, fucking world.
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06 Jul 2026
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It was no secret that Osamu had more friends than Atsumu. It was natural, Osamu was nicer than his brother.
Osamu was the calm, intelligent, pleasant twin. Atsumu was the arrogant, loud, and unbearable twin, easy like that.
Atsumu was also the insecure twin, the one who overthought things, the one who listened to everything the others said and kept quiet about what he wanted to say. And, of course, Osamu was the clueless twin.
Atsumu was drowning.
Every day battling against his mother, his brother, the team and the school. He was neck-deep in water, and the smallest wave could end his attempts to stay afloat.
Lucky for Atsumu, Kyoomi felt like a breath of fresh air.
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31 May 2026
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“Do you have any other questions about gay sex and or my private life, or are you satiated?” Kiyoomi quips unfairly accurately.
“Pain in my ass,” Atsumu mutters, receiving a low hum in response. “But no, ‘m all set, thanks.”
“Ok,” Kiyoomi stands from the couch, looking down at Atsumu like one might look at a bug, and says, “shall we get started then?”
And Atsumu feels the exact moment his soul leaves his body.
“Huh?!”
miya atsumu and sakusa kiyoomi are two individuals plucked from trees not dissimilar, much to their objections. they’re standoffish and forthright, they live and breathe volleyball and won’t sell themselves short in its regard — another thing they have in common? their completely pathetic and unrequited crushes on their respective close friends.
they both need to move on, and what’s the best way to get over someone? by getting under someone else, even if they are your teammate, and next door neighbour.
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31 May 2026
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When Atsumu convinces Akaashi to fake-date him in an effort to set him up with Bokuto, somehow, Sakusa gets roped into it.
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21 May 2026
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Atsumu lowered himself to the floor and hugged his knees. Kiyoomi followed suit, but he put some distance between them. He couldn’t know how Atsumu was reacting precisely, though he’d dealt with subs before.
Atsumu would likely not cling to him and ask to be comforted.
Lo and behold, he was wrong. What unfolded next left Kiyoomi feeling a mixture of bewildered and…pleased. It began with Atsumu letting out a sound too soft to belong to him at all and ended up with him crawling into Kiyoomi’s personal space.
His eyes were rimmed with tears, his breaths shallow. “Omi,” he said, his voice wan, “please.”
Nothing more. Just that word. In that voice. A voice that tugged at all of Kiyoomi’s instinct, a voice that told him to protect.
hook verb
as in to connect
to put or bring together so as to form a new and longer wholeKiyoomi and Atsumu enter a contract.
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21 May 2026