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Atsumu is brash, frustrating, and condescending. Kiyoomi hates him until he doesn't.
— or: Atsumu makes the mistake of wearing Kiyoomi's shirt at practice and accidentally sets off a chain of gay thoughts, migraine-inducing denial of feelings, and a potential marriage kink.
Bookmarked by Him4wari
25 Jan 2026
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Atsumu brought an engagement ring in his duffel bag to the Olympics.
Kiyoomi, his boyfriend of nearly two years, manages. Somewhat.
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21 Jan 2026
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“…Kiyo?”
Sakusa hums softly, chest tight.
“Yeah?”
Atsumu’s voice cracks, thin as paper:
“If we weren’t running… if life wasn’t… like this… if everything wasn’t falling apart…”
He swallows hard, trying not to break again.
“…Would you still want me?”
Sakusa goes still—like the entire world froze at that exact second.
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Bookmarked by Him4wari
21 Jan 2026
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The first time Miya Atsumu steps into his office, Kiyoomi notices three things immediately: the shining, golden flecks in his irises, the self-assured grin on his lips, and the wedding band on his left ring finger.
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As an oncologist, every patient leaves its mark, but none of them is carved into his soul as deeply as Miya Atsumu.
It’s his duty to treat him. It’s his guaranteed heartbreak to love him.
Kiyoomi falls anyway.
Bookmarked by Him4wari
20 Jan 2026
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This is about Atsumu growing into love and Sakusa being there to meet him
Sixteen treats Miya Atsumu like a bitch. His hair is just the wrong shade of mustard. His skills are just rusty enough to drive him crazy. Osamu is just stupid enough to announce he’s gonna stop volleyball after high school. His bed is too short for his now six-foot tall frame. His appetite is enormous. His love for volleyball is infinite. His thirst, the need to be something, anything, is unquenchable. Somewhere along the way, he went from a skinny little kid with fuel to burn, to a lanky teenager whose eye bags never seemed to fade, whose spark never seems to dim.
Bookmarked by Him4wari
13 Jan 2026
