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Sakusa Kiyoomi hated Miya Atsumu.
Except he didn’t.
Kiyoomi would be glad to say that he hated Atsumu, but that would be a lie.
Maybe when he was a teenager, he, in fact, couldn’t stand the obnoxious blonde setter.
He was everything Kiyoomi hated: gross, cocky, and completely incapable of shutting the fuck up.
But Kiyoomi, out of all people, understood his personality the best.
Atsumu could be an annoying bleach-headed asshole, but he also was the kindest person he had ever met.
When they were in the training camp, both of them being just some teenagers, Kiyoomi had to share a bedroom with his cousin and Miya, much to his disdain.
He was absolutely horrified at the idea, although that did not last long, since Kiyoomi found himself staring too much at the boy.
He couldn’t deny it, Atsumu was beautiful, even more attractive than his twin brother, though they looked exactly the same.
Those honey-brown eyes, along with his perfectly tanned skin and strong thighs, captivated Kiyoomi deeply, and he still thought that the blonde was a pain in the ass.
But he stopped thinking that on the fourth day of the camp, when Kiyoomi’s sleep was interrupted by silent sobs.
He was a light sleeper, so it wasn’t weird for him to be woken up by anything.
To his surprise, the sobs were coming from across the room.
He and Komori were sharing a bunk bed, so the one crying could only be…
Atsumu?
The Atsumu Miya was tearing up in the middle of the night?
Kiyoomi sighed and jumped off the bed, walking closer to Atsumu.
The blonde quickly stopped crying and turned around, facing the wall.
“Miya. I heard you.”
The blonde setter looked up, his face wet with tears, slightly visible because of how dark the room was.
“Omi..! ‘m sorry for waking ya up”
said the blonde, his voice breaking at the start.
Kiyoomi sighed in annoyance and crouched so he could be at eye level with him.
“Why are you even crying in the middle of the night? Don’t you have to sleep?”
“‘m sorry really. i-is just, i’m not feeling well.”
Kiyoomi sat on Atsumu’s bed, careful not to sit on the blonde’s feet.
“Is something wrong?”
“it’s stupid really.. i wanted ta call samu but he’s with suna. They don’t even care about me” the other said, tears falling down his eyes.
Kiyoomi did think it was stupid.
But Kiyoomi also did not have a twin, so he kept his thoughts to himself.
“Maybe he was just… busy? Or even asleep. I don’t think Osamu hates you.”
He didn’t know what he was doing. Why was he even saying all of this to Atsumu?
“no Omi.. ya don’t understand, they all talk shit ‘bout me! and i know is not in a mean way, but they always have somethin’ to judge about me!”
he said, his eyes turning glassy again.
Kiyoomi looked away; he started to feel sadness and anger at the same time.
Not towards the setter, but towards Osamu. Why did he treat him that way when Atsumu needed him that much? Even Sakusa realized that.
He brushed the tears off Atsumu’s cheeks and fixed his hair, which was all messy.
“Then I think both of them are idiots. Don’t let their words get to you, you’re better than them anyway. Now go back to sleep.”
he said, giving a smack to Atsumu’s forehead.
Atsumu chuckled softly, trying not to wake Komori up.
“do ya really think that Omi?”
Kiyoomi nodded and went back to his bed, feeling warm in his heart. Maybe he didn’t hate Miya that much.
The next day, the day when all of the players went back to their respective homes, Kiyoomi found a box of his favorite chocolates on the counter of their room, a small note pasted on it.
“Thanks for being so nice yesterday Omi, it meant a lot to me. you’re the best!”
He didn’t even understand how Miya figured out his favorite dessert. But he was stupidly happy anyway.
Ever since then, his feelings about Atsumu became twisted. After joining MSBY, he couldn’t deny how good of a setter the cocky blonde was, and how much he cared about his teammates.
Maybe he was annoying and a little loud, but nobody understood Kiyoomi like he did, making the black-haired man completely mesmerized by Atsumu, even if he preferred to deny it.
The tension between the two grew more and more each day. It was almost impossible to ignore the way they looked at each other, because Atsumu also stared at the black-haired man with such desire.
Until that night at the team bonding arrived.
Sakusa didn’t hate those stupid hangouts his teammates did; they were actually pretty good. Often they would just watch movies or cook together in one of their apartments in the MSBY dorm complex.
He never offered to host one of these team bonding things though, since almost always Bokuto or Hinata were the ones hosting.
That night Bokuto was the one hosting, of course.
Since it was a Friday and they didn’t have practice until Monday, the team decided to bring alcohol into the mix, something that the spiker didn’t particularly like but didn’t care about either.
He had a good tolerance for alcohol, but seeing now, the rest of his teammates didn’t.
Even Meian was a little bit drunk, stuttering his words a bit.
Everyone was drinking except him and Atsumu. Now, that was a surprise. The curly-haired man knew that his setter liked to loosen up a little bit. Maybe not that little. So why wasn’t he drinking with everyone else?
Atsumu sat next to Kiyoomi on Bokuto’s couch, surprising him.
“hiya omiiii, how are ya doing? why arent ya drinking?”
“I don’t like to drink. I just do it sometimes and today is not one of those times,” he said with a blank expression.
“How boring of ya.”
“Why aren’t you drinking then, Miya?”
“I just not feel like it, ya know?”
They spent a while like this, just sitting next to each other, until Kiyoomi decided it was enough for today.
He searched for the keys in his pockets, then on Bokuto’s table, but they were nowhere to be seen.
“You’ve got to be kidding me…”
“What happened Omi?”
“I forgot my keys in my dorm.”
It was already 2 a.m., definitely too late to be asking for a spare key in the lobby.
“Uhmmm… maybe you can stay in my dorm tonight, i can sleep in the couch.”
Kiyoomi would’ve sworn his heart skipped a beat in that moment.
“oh, okay, i would really appreciate it, actually.”
The other’s face lit up, and a grin appeared on his face.
“Good Omi! Lets get going then!”
Atsumu’s apartment was actually pretty clean, better than Kiyoomi had expected, since it was the first time he had been there.
The blonde stood awkwardly in the middle of the hall, trying to think what to say.
“Don’t worry about changing rooms, i can sleep in the couch, you have done enough already.”
“Wait, Omi, theres something i’ve been wanting to tell you.”
Kiyoomi nodded, looking at Miya, whose face had a slight blush, his own heart starting to beat faster.
“I-i just… i like ya a lot ya know? i know is weird and is okay if ya don’t wanna talk to me anymore..”
“Atsumu.”
“y-yes?”
Kiyoomi grabbed his chin, making him stare into his eyes. He looked at those honey-brown eyes and then at his lips as he leaned in to kiss him.
Atsumu quickly returned the kiss.
the kiss was full of hunger, more intense as they realised. The blonde slightly opened his mouth so the other could smash his tongue inside, while Atsumu moaned and whined at the feeling.
they quickly made their way to Atsumu’s room and bed. The shorter man whining at the friction of Kiyoomi’s already hard cock brushing against his own. The black haired man stopped the make out to kiss the others neck while being on top of him.
“mmmh.. omii.. touch me please..”
Without another word kiyoomi started taking Atsumu’s shirt and then his pants, leaving him exposed, only in his underwear. He looked at the blonde with pure desire and lust, Atsumu looked amazing with clothes and even more breathtaking without them.
“What do you want me to do Atsumu? Tell me.” He said almost without breath
“Fuck me Omi… please..”
Atsumu said as he covered his face with a little shame.
Kiyoomi took his own shirt off, while taking the lube out of Atsumu’s drawer.
“Knew you would have this, huh?”
Atsumu looked away, cheeks red.
“Just do it Omi..”
Kiyoomi took Miya’s boxers off, taking a moment to look at the bare body of the beautiful setter, his own cock twitching at the sight.
“fuck..” he murmured.
He caressed the blonde’s ass, until he got to his rim, giving it a small kiss that made Atsumu jump. “O-Omi..!” the raven just chuckled lightly as he poured some lube into his fingers, warming it up.
“I’m going to start ok?”
Kiyoomi started with one finger, lightly moving inside Atsumu , trying to be as gentle as possible to not hurt him.
The other was handling it pretty well until the third finger got inside, a wave of pleasure hit Atsumu, who was moaning and grabbing the sheets until his knuckled were turning white.
“A-ah..! Omi… put it inside me pleasee.. i need ya..” he said, barely completing the sentences.
Kiyoomi took his own pants of at the same time as his underwear, Letting his cock free, rock hard against his abs.
He positioned himself beetwen the other’s strong thighs, Atsumu stared at his cock, eyes filled with lust.
“Gonna put it in ok Atsu? Tell me if it hurts” kiyoomi warned, giving his cock a few strokes before entering the thight heat inside the blonde.
“Aah..! yer cock i-is too big..! fuck!” Atsumu moaned, gripping the sheets.
the raven entered completly gripping the other’s thighs, hard enough to bruise.
“Shit.. Atsumu… you’re so fucking thight.”
Kiyoomi started pounding into the shorter’s heat, thrusts steady, trying to find Atsumu’s prostate.
“Aaah..! Omiii! you’re soo thick..!”
“God.. Atsu.. you have no idea what you do to me” he groaned
Before Atsumu could think of a reply he was being lifted and slammed straight back down. He moaned loudly at the sensation. Whimpering ‘omi’ over and over.
Kiyoomi continued to manhandle the other man. He groaned at the sensation of Atsumu leaking dick spilling precum over his abs,
feeling his own orgasm grow closer and closer he dug his fingers into Atsumus waist tighter and began to thrust up into him.
He hit the spot that made Atsumu see stars. Reaching deeper and deeper with every thrust.
“Tsumu, I’m close,” Kiyoomi panted, voice strained, heart racing, focus singular.
“Fuck! Omi ‘m gonna cum! gonna cum!” Atsumu said moaning loudly.
Kiyoomi quickened his pace, feeling Atsumu body tremble, Sakusa fucked him over and over watching as he came right over his abs.
A few seconds later, Sakusa followed, cumming deep inside him.
“Miya Atsumu… that was the best thing that has ever happened to me..” he said into the blonde’s lips before giving him another long deep kiss.