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noosayog · 10 months

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[baby fever] ft. sakusa kiyoomi

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iwa | ushijima | atsumu | osamu | kageyama

You quietly slip into the gym, taking your seat on the stands to watch the boys finish up practice. You hear the whistle and your eyes are drawn to where Iwaizumi is running drills. You can’t help the smile on your face when you see the athletic trainer standing there with his daughter, only reaching knee height, but diligently blowing the whistle every time her father gives her shoulder a tap.

Iwaizumi calls out the last set of drills for the day and you don’t have to wait long before a dark, curly head of hair hovers overhead to shade you from the harsh lights of the gymnasium.

You crane your head backwards, smiling widely. “Hi,” you greet your boyfriend.

“Hey,” Kiyoomi says.

“You don’t need to shower?” you ask.

“Nah,” he responds. “We can shower at home.”

“Okay.” He takes hold of your hand naturally. Kiyoomi is silent but pleasant on the walk home. You hold the conversation, but you don’t mind as he hums in affirmative and flashes you his sweet close-lipped smiles in acknowledgement at the appropriate times.

“Did you see Iwaizumi’s kid?” you ask casually.

“Hm.”

“Do you like kids?” you peer at him through your lashes.

He looks at you strangely. He thinks for a bit. “No.”

You pout a bit. “But she was so cute!”

“More hassle than they’re worth, don’t you think?”

He says this in a lighthearted tone but you ponder this seriously. “I mean yeah, but don’t you think a few really good moments can outshine the ugly? It would be worth it.”

He glances at you, slightly taken aback by your earnest response.

“I’m not pressuring you though, okay? Just want you to know that you’re the one I want a family with someday.”

He nods slowly but says nothing else and you drop the topic willingly. He’s silent the rest of the walk and you know you got him thinking.

When you arrive at home, he keeps his hold on your hand until you’re both standing in front of the bathroom door. You tilt your head at him in question, but don’t pull away.

He squints a bit, like he can’t believe what he’s about to say next.

“We have to get married first, okay?”

“What?”

“Married. That has to come before the kid is… conceived,” his cheeks flush a bit.

You laugh easily, “okay, Kiyoomi.”

He lets go of your hand, retreating into the bathroom. You make your way to your room to change, all smiles, but Kiyoomi’s hand jolts out to grab onto you.

“Aren’t you coming in?” he asks.

Your smile turns into a huge toothy grin, as you cheekily tell him, “I guess we could practice now if you’re so inclined.”

He rolls his eyes, but his cheeks are red to his ears.

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quixoatic · 8 months

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this is sakusa kiyoomi he has 9 counts of attempted murder via eye offending clothes

Part 1 | Part 2

#haikyuu #i love cheesefish art #haikyuu fanart #haikyuu!!#hq art #itachiyama #sakusa kiyoomi #haikyuu sakusa #hq sakusa #hq fanart #hi guys #long time no see #important stuff is coming and i gotta focus on that first #so art is taking a backseat for now #HOWEVER #i am not saying this series of meme redraws are stopped #just that im gonna be shifting my focus #ill be back soon so until then thank you for your patience!

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kiwanopie · 2 years

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The Cat dilemma

“You see this? Ma’ niece sent me this.”

Kiyoomi doesn’t have enough time to dodge the phone shoved in his face before he’s unwittingly victim to some way-too-loud Tiktok video Atsumu’s showing him on his way-too-cracked screen. Some viral meme played under a nightcore rendition of a song too mainstream for him to stomach. But from what he can tell it’s about a cat on a ledge who misses his mark to the next one and smacks its little orange chin on it in the process.

He rolls his eyes before shouldering his friend off. “Jesus, take better care of your stuff.”

Atsumu pouts at him before glancing at his phone a little curiously. “You know I dropped it when ya - Hey, did ya see the video at least?!”

In lieu of responding, Kiyoomi grumbles a little before shutting the locker room door behind him.

Stupid.

It isn’t until the drive home that he even thinks about it again. When his Bluetooth doesn’t connect immediately and the radio starts to play instead. It’s that song again. Not as sped up definitely but he’d know that cookie cutter viral pop song bass and tremble anywhere. It’s stupid how stuff like that gets popular nowadays. Like any sane person can sit up and listen to something like this. But then he remembers that kids exist and they listen to stupid music and intake stupid media and definitely share stupid memes that no sane person would find funny.

Like that stupid cat video.

Kiyoomi turns on his blinker as he merges down the road leading home. Who would even laugh at something like that. Cats do silly shit all the time and you don’t see him blowing a gasket over it. Even if it did kind of hit that ledge at a funky angle. - I mean, it couldn’t have gotten hurt or anything but it… it did make a little glunk! didn’t it…

Kiyoomi purses his lips as pulls into the lot. Okay, so it was a little funny…

You’re the first thing he sees when he steps into his shared apartment.

He bends to let you pull him into a welcome home kiss as he kicks the door closed behind him. Little whispers of apple and honey blending into the strong lemony smell of his shower gel - and it makes him all warm and gooey inside that you’ve made yourself so at home in his absence. He hums as you greet him. Bends for another kiss when you tell him you missed him and pinches you a little on your side when you tease him for being a sap. There’s a knot in his shoulders that he didn’t notice was there that melts away the moment you get your hands on him. And for a moment he forgets about the whole cat dilemma.

Until, “Oh! By the way baby, your sister stopped by to drop off Salmon. Said you’d babysit him while she’s in Ueno with your mother.”

Kiyoomi groans as he shleps himself into the kitchen. He did not give her the O.K. to do that. In fact, he distinctly remembers telling her that No, I’m not going to babysit your stupid cat while you’re out with mom. And Yes, if you drop him off at my apartment anyway, I’m going to tell the people at the front desk you’re a stalker and to call the police next time.

He sighs when he finds the feline in question perched up on his kitchen counter.

“Damn it… Salmon, how many times have I told you not to-“

Oh, he must’ve spooked him.

Because without even a second to prep his little orange legs to jump, he lifts off of the first counter right to the ledge leading to the first floor steps. A clumsy little rocket ship form that kicks his legs lamely behind him, and right as he gets to the edge he’s aiming for - He falls short.

He knicks his little chin with a soft glunk!

It’s not even a second later that you find Kiyoomi doubled over a bathing Salmon, coughing his way through a giggle fit.

#no cats were harmed in the making of this drabble #this might belong to a boyfriend!kiyoomi series I’ve been considering #so #boyfriend!kiyoomi #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #haikyuu sakusa #hq sakusa #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#hq x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq crack

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rishiguro · 12 days

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58; ASSISTANCE

you didn’t know what time it was. you’ve been in bed most of the day, occasionally sat on a chair if you felt like walking a few steps.

you wanted to sleep, but you couldn’t. so instead you opted to do something that was equally as productive: doing nothing.

that was until you heard the door knock. “it’s sakusa,” the nurse‘s voice sounded muffled through the wooden door.

“come in”

you quickly glanced at him before turning to the window, playing with your fingers in your lap. “you know you don’t have to announce yourself every time. i’ll let you in anyways,” you said and shrugged, “i know it’s you”

“maybe you just shouldn’t let anybody in if you don’t know who they are,” he quipped back. you could hear that he had a very slight smile on his lips. “serial killers in the seventies would’ve loved you, not even locking your doors”

you turned back to him, raising your eyebrows a little. “i can’t even lock it”

he shrugged. “besides, it’s common courtesy”

you didn’t reply, instead opted to continue to stare outside. honestly, you didn’t feel like talking to anyone.

all you wanted was to rot in your bed and waste the day away.

“it’s been a while, i’m going to open the window”

you nodded and just a short moment after he entered your field of view. after letting the fresh air in, sakusa still stood in front of the open window.

it was pleasantly warm and sunlight entered your room. a warm late spring-early summer day. for a short moment the thought of going outside crossed your mind.

to feel the warm sun on your skin again, feel the breeze caress your cheeks and hear some birds chirping above you as they sat on a tree branch. you would want to take a deep breath in and out and a smile would appear on your face.

for a short moment, life would feel okay again—like everything would be alright. you would feel free, away from this place. it would be like you were just outside your home, maybe in the park, with your friends or your boyfriend accompanying you.

but it wouldn’t be. you wouldn’t be at the park just a few blocks away from your home. you wouldn’t be able to take a deep breath in so easily and you wouldn’t be outside with iwaizumi, aran or anybody else.

deep inside, you would know that you were outside with your assigned nurse, strolling inside the garden of the hospice you were currently in and you would feel the nasal canulla directing oxygen into your lungs and the oxygen tank right beside you.

no matter what, you couldn’t escape your reality, not even for a small moment.

but oh how you wanted to.

suddenly, you noticed how sakusa had turned around and nodded at you. “come on, get up,” he said.

you looked at him all confused, mentally checking your calendar. did you forget something? no, you couldn’t have. “why? i don’t have an appointment, do i?“ you responded with a frown.

he agreed with you before motioning you to get up again. “we’re going for a walk. weather is nice and it’s too stuffy here,” he proposed, looking at you expectantly. when he noticed that you refused to move, he glanced outside again. “i’m already getting a headache”

“no thank you,” you simply said, turning your upper body away from him. if it was such a pain for him to be in this room, he could leave. you didn’t call for him in the first place and you certainly wouldn’t make him stay here and keep you company— especially not if he’d feel uncomfortable.

sakusa cleared his throat. “that wasn’t a question,” he said with a stern voice. looking back at him, you could see how he stared at you with a raised eyebrow, the same look you would have when you had tried to get atsumu to move and make space for you on your own couch or when suna was about to pull some stupid shit again.

much to sakusa’s dismay, you still didn’t make an attempt to move. he sighed. “come on. sunlight will do you good. you’re so pale, i can practically see through you”

you kept quiet when he started to move away from your bed. for a short moment you hoped that he gave up and was about to leave you alone, yet instead of opening the door, he navigated towards your closet and pulled out a thin jacket. “please,” he tried again, holding the black jacket in one hand, the other extended to you.

“fine”

a small and rare smile appeared on his lips and sakusa immediately rushed to your side and offered you his hand, which you took. after standing up and slipping into some shoes, the nurse helped you put on your jacket.

“thanks,” you whispered.

he didn’t acknowledge it much, simply nodding and opening the door for you. “come on”

after a few minutes and rather small and slow steps, you were finally outside, taking in fresh air for what felt like the first time in a long time. you didn’t want to admit it out loud, but it felt good.

it felt like everything was normal. like you just got off from a long day of work and allowed yourself a stroll outside before going back home to make yourself some dinner and allow the day to end.

even if you knew that you haven’t been at work for weeks, if not months at this point. even if you haven’t been at home for a long time too. you clenched your jaw subconsciously.

you shouldn’t dwell on that now. not during your first walk outside, not as you finally got to enjoy the sunlight and the warm breeze again. just for a few more minutes.

soon, reality hit you again. you could feel your chest tightening as it was getting harder and harder to breathe and after a while, you couldn’t conceal it anymore.

“do you need a minute?“ sakusa asked carefully, slowing down to match your pace again.

you shook your head, clenching your fist at your side. “no, i’m fine”

you felt a hand on your back before you even noticed that you weren’t walking anymore. you shut your eyes for a moment, trying to force your breathing to stay steady and your heart rate to slow down. “here’s a bench, sit down“

“i don’t need to,“ you protested, but still allowed sakusa to guide you closer to it.

he shook his head slightly, pushing you closer to the bench. “don’t be an idiot. sit. sitting outside also counts as getting sunlight and fresh air”

you didn’t protest any further— you couldn’t, even if you wanted to. you could feel your legs growing weaker underneath you, so it was obvious that you had to sit down to catch your breath. with closed eyes you concentrated on letting air inside your lungs and allowing it to exit it through your mouth, slowly and controlled.

“it’s okay. that’s it,“ sakusa mumbled beside you, his hand still on your back. you were grateful for his words of encouragement, even if you wouldn’t admit that. truth was, you were happy that he was sitting next to you and allowed you to take as much time as you needed and saw that you needed to take a break in the first place.

you hated this. you hated not being able to walk for more than a few minutes before having to slow down or stop entirely. you hated feeling so weak. you hated having almost no control over your body. you hated how easy it was for you to exhausted. you hated how you needed help with the simplest task even a three or four year old could master, like putting on a jacket.

and you hated how angry you sometimes felt towards sakusa; a person who was just doing his job and a person who was there first whenever you needed something these days.

you couldn’t help it— and you felt terrible because of it.

“can we go back inside? i’m tired,” you mumbled after you caught your breath.

“yeah,” sakusa stands up, offering you a hand to help you get up. “come on”

with a weak smile you took it and allowed him to guide you back inside.

evanescent

/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/ — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”

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blueparadis · 9 months

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#he is pure poetry to me #did i ever tell that?#i'll never shut up about that #i was going thru my wips and apparently #i had a series planned on him in mythology au💫#gallery.#sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa #sakusa haikyuu #haikyuu #msby #itachiyama #msby black jackals

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natriae · 2 years

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tropes i think the haikyuu boys would fit in

Fake dating (my favorite)- SAKUSA, Kita, Tanaka, Shirabu, Meian, Iwa

Friends to lovers- ATSUMU(especially childhood besties), Bokuto, Kunimi, Akiteru, Semi, Konoha

Accidental kiss- AONE, Ushijima, Akaashi, Tsuki, Hinata, Suna

Arranged marriage- Daichi, Ushijima, kai(kinda), oikawa

He fell first- NISHINOYA, meian, Osamu, Yams, Hayato, tendou

Enemies to lovers- TSUKI, SAKUSA, osamu(rivalry of shops), yaku, yamamoto, Suna

first love- Suna, Atsumu, kita, aran, asahi, kuroo, Ennoshita, IWA

fake make out - KUROO, Osamu, Aran, Tsuki, Hinata, Kageyama

everyone can see it but y’all- KENMA, Osamu, aone,hayato, lev, reon

friends with benefits- Oikawa, SUNA, mattsun, atsumu, Tendou(no strings attached energy)

Foot poppin’ kiss- ATSUMU, Osamu, Kita, Kunimi, aran

i wanna make more this was fun

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kyopmi · 2 years

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[ part one ]

"omi, guess what!"

sakusa kiyoomi, in the middle of folding laundry on the edge of your bed, gives you a straight look that says "do i even get to say no?"

and he definitely does not, because you tell him anyway.

"so my coworker's dog accidentally slipped out and had, uh... relations with her neighbor's dog," you begin, a cheeky grin growing on your lips.

kiyoomi continues to stare at you unimpressed, his hands not stopping for a moment as he forms neat, crisp folds purely out of muscle memory. "is this going where i think it's—"

"and they had puppies! and yesterday my coworker told me she's been trying to find good homes for them..." you let the end of your sentence trail off, fingers twiddling with the collar of one of kiyoomi's white shirts on the top of the folded laundry pile.

"... and?" kiyoomi urges you to continue, even though the two of you know that he knows exactly where this conversation is going. he slaps your hand away from the shirt collar. "don't touch that, you'll wrinkle it again," he scolds under his breath.

you huff at his playing-dumb schtick (which makes his heart flutter just a bit). "you're mean, kiyoomi," you conclude. "we were talking about getting a dog just last week!"

kiyoomi finally lets a small smile grace his lips as he chuckles. "i'm just kidding, sweetheart, of course i remember." he finishes folding the laundry and moves the pile to a chair near the closet before sitting back down next to you, only he doesn't stay seated, but instead he throws his arms around you and lets himself fall back onto the bed, inevitably bringing you down with him with a surprised squeak. (which he also enjoys)

you squirm in his tightening grip until you find yourselves in a comfortable position — kiyoomi on his back with you splayed on top of him, his arms encircled around your waist. you rest your chin on his chest and he gets to admire your face, but the longer he stares, the more butterflies seem to fill his stomach and he can't help but crane his neck to deliver a sweet kiss on your nose. you wrinkle it in faux-disgust, prompting him to roll his eyes and bring down a hand to lightly smack at your butt, all the while his blissful smile growing.

"so," kiyoomi says, "tell me more about this dog."

#so maybe this is a little drabble series now #what kind of dog do you think will fit omi #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu drabbles #hq x reader #sakusa #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #&works

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idlerin · 11 months

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love sick — teaser 2: suna’s playlist

inarizaki dogs

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love sick (coming soon)

suna rintarou x f!reader

social media au, college au, fake dating, matchmaker, romance, crack, humor, fluff!

cupid! calling cupid!

a/n — why, hello there lovely hoomans it doesnt make sense rn but it will make sense lmao u may be asking y d hell is sakusa here 1. i wanted to add him 2. the trio adopted im 3. i missed him

taglist is open ! (will be removing users that cant be tagged once the smau officially starts) + @yas-mjm @slut444spencer @agirlwholovesalot @omitea @pettyjayy @polish-cereal @yenqa @lilolpotato @kellesvt @whorefornoodles @yyuiz @pelicanpizza @not-another-ackerman @fairywriter-oracle @noideawhothatis @alienvarmint @kooki-doughs @kittycasie @rintarousprincess @cheezitwh0re @yaboiithewreck @zephestia @reina-de-tay @lvsalmendra @thebrownemo @mellowknightcolorfarm @nicerthanu @wolffmaiden @ilovesillycats @eyes4ren @2baddies-1porsche @bluegrey02 @qualitygiantshoepsychic @honeyisnotclever @themoonreflectsthesun @lylovw @fo-love @buggy-cj @cloudsvna @haruskatana @notkaycee

#— love sick.#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #suna rintarou x reader #college au #haikyuu smau series #suna rintarou x you #haikyuu suna rintarou #fake dating #haikyuu fluff #hq smau #suna rintarou #atsumu miya #osamu miya #sakusa kiyoomi #— smaus.

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cloverque · 5 months

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up on tokio hill (msby bj)

synopsis: your days as japan's top vtuber are over after a spicy scandal. with your contract terminated (and lease expiring), you decide to leave the past behind and relocate to osaka. located in the quiet suburbs of tokio hill, you move into a share house owned by your uncle, under the impression that your fellow tenants are unassuming and withdrawn like you. unbeknownst to you, four famous athletes are living under one roof. and with you in the picture, this makes five.

multi-chapter series ft. msby bj and other hq!! characters (social media + writing)

slice of life, shoujo-genre ish, the boys always get into questionable situations

masterlist.

prologue

ch 1: the newbie is our new housemaid! (not)

#haikyuu #haikyuu x femreader #haikyuu fem reader insert #haikyuu msby bj #msby x reader #msby fanfic #haikyuu fanfic series #haikyuu fanfic #haikyuu msby series #haikyuu up on tokio hill #up on tokio hill #haikyuu fanfic up on tokio hill #sakusa kiyoomi #hinata shouyou #miya atsumu #bokuto koutarou #suna rintarou

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tsumuuu · 1 year

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make me feel loved - K. Sakusa

where Kiyoomi Sakusa, the professional volleyball player who plays for the MSBY Black Jackals, the least likely to be in controversy, finds himself the topic of an argument between a relationship of one of his fans and their boyfriend.

Taglist: open!

ft. Kiyoomi Sakusa

gernes: smau, celebrity crush, romance, angst

disclaimer: I do not down any of the Haikyuu characters or media that are shown in this smau. I only own Daniel.

notes: mentions of abuse, toxic relationship, manipulation, controlling

status: ongoing

Introductions - y/n's homies - sakusa's gang

zero - wsp omi?

one - me if i gave a fuck

two - omi's big game

three - K.O.

four - what now.

five - POV: you're in the hospital

TO BE CONTINUED

©tsumuuu 2023

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyu smau #haikyuu smau series #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #kiyoomi sakusa #kiyoomi sakusa smau #sakusa kiyoomi smau #haikyuu smau #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x you #haikyuu sakusa

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shiraishi-mai · 2 years

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[2:05pm]

Sakusa Kiyoomi is a methodical man.

He promptly wakes up at 6am everyday. He goes to brush his teeth, gargles mouthwash a few times, and then neatly places his toothbrush and toothpaste back in their designated places. A small, healthy breakfast is enjoyed in utter silence as he knows such quiet will be a rare occurrence in the rest of his day.* At 7:30am, he leaves for practice.

Fridays are days to be spent hiding from the MSBY team and drinking tea while doing sudoku on the sofa. The athletes are given a half day on Saturdays, so he spends the latter half often catching up on errands like grocery shopping. Sundays were strictly reserved for "deep cleaning" the apartment despite its state of spotlessness during the entire week.

He is meticulous in all of his actions. If he must cook, he ensures that he follows every instruction precisely. After all, wasn't intention behind a recipe book? If the team went to an away game, he needed to know the exact itinerary and planned what items he would require for that particular trip.

And, of course, he was most meticulous about his hygiene. He was a professional athlete after all - being healthy and avoiding illnesses should be his top priority. However, this was not only just about wearing a mask or avoiding unsanitary places. No, it encompassed and extended to his system of steps for both his skincare and haircare - all of which he did so that he appeared neat and clean at all times. When Sakusa looked in the mirror, he was content to see a man of discipline and efficiency in the reflection.

The only time there has been a deviation was when he began dating you.

Suddenly, mornings seemed to have a slower start as it became harder and harder to untangle himself from the warmth of your body and the feel of your skin under his fingertips. After he managed to remove himself with great effort, he shivered. Had his apartment always been so chilly? In the bathroom, his toothbrush was still in its rightful place, but tilted at an awkward angle to make room for another one, and the white cap for the toothpaste was only half screwed on. After he's done, he makes his way towards the sounds of the coffee maker in the kitchen. It is quiet as he begins to eat, but it's broken by a yelp and the sound of frantic movement as you shove a bagel in your mouth and attempt to pull your arms through the sleeves of your coat as you bullied your feet into your shoes. He winces when you step on the backs as if they're slippers, leaving permanent crease marks, but is surprised when you are sliding your feet right out of them again. White socks make dull thuds on the floor as they hurry towards his seat and he feels a set of soft lips against his own. There's a wave, another yelp (maybe more so of a screech this time) as you check your watch again, and he shakes his head as he watches you dash out the door. He told you if you stayed in bed, you'd be late again.

The weekends had changed as well. Friday nights were often spent at new restaurants, ones he would have never dared nor had an interest to try. But you with your damn eyes had him from wrinkling his nose to aggressively making reservations. Some of these dinners were even accompanied by other members of his teams.** On Saturdays, he uses a cart instead of a basket at the grocery store, and watches as random items are often haphazardly thrown into it.*** Upon finishing all the errands, he is often coerced into doing some activity after he is told that he is "being no fun".

And while deep cleaning is still not necessary, there does have to be some active cleaning on Sundays. The words "gentle reminder" likes to come up on those days in a tone that you like to point out is NOT gentle.

His hygiene was still of utmost importance, but he does admit that his throat maybe felt a little scratchy during practice once, and it was definitely not because he couldn't resist giving you a kiss when you looked so miserably sick as you watched him leave. Moreover, his skincare and haircare routine continued the same, if anything he inspired you to start one, but when he looked in the mirror, Sakusa didn't recognise the man with a slight glimmer to his eyes and, dare he say, soft expression on his face staring back.

But he forgot that he was accustomed to these things for a part of his life.

Wasn't he always a methodical man? He didn't think he was a person that could alter his schedule and habits for anybody so it was hard to imagine a situation in which he did. There were no traces of such a lifestyle left in his apartment, no souvenirs of your interference in his life. He currently only orders from the few restaurants that he has always order from and will continue to order from and his finished sudoku books are all neatly placed underneath his coffee table. Surely his life has always been organised and simple.

So where did all these memories, bursting with vivid colour and rich emotion, come from as they hit him like a truck and ran him over when you stood in front of him with shaking hands and determined eyes, right before he was going to walk down an aisle with someone else?

Honestly, you thought this would be more like the movies where time would stand still after the dramatic entrance, the background fading as the main couple stands in front of each other and somehow managing to have a conversation with just their eyes. You were, instead, all too aware of the sound of scuffling shoes and excited chatter as people finished taking their seats outside of the room. With every breath, you inhaled the scent of the gardenias that littered the venue and you saw, through the corner of your eye, a clock that hung on the wall - each tick seeming mocking as you literally watched time slip away from you.

There wasn't a wordless conversation. You didn't know what he was thinking at all. Something akin to a panic attack threatened to rise in you as you stared at him. You were here, years later, and still failed to understand what the hell was going on in Sakusa Kyoomi's head.

The reality was that there was nothing going on in Sakusa Kiyoomi's head apart from pure, empty shock.

"Are you really going through with this?" Your words came out clipped as if you were more annoyed than scared. He flinched, not at your tone, but at the fact that he had almost forgotten what the sound of your voice was like.

"The music is going to begin at any moment now," he managed to force out through stiff lips.

"That doesn't answer my question."

"I don't have a choice."

"Oh don't give me that shit Omi." How had he forgotten what your voice sounded like.

"You shouldn't be getting married just because you were told to and with someone who is practically a stranger nonetheless. What about your autonomy? Your happiness? Her happiness? This is for life Omi! Are you actually insane??" You waved your hands in exasperation.

"it's been years," he simply stated.

What he meant to say was - where were you all these years?

"Look, this doesn't even concern us," you sighed and ran your fingers through your hair. "You can't keep going through life saying that you have a duty to do certain things, that certain things just have to be done and in this or that particular way. You have a choice to just not do things Omi. Stop acting like there are some set of bylaws that dictate that you must live your life according to its principles or something. If living a more disciplined lifestyle makes you happy, that's great. in fact, I found it admirable. But is this something that you are truly okay with doing?" You gestured to the air above you as you finished.

He rubbed his eyes and sucked in a small breath. "I don't know anymore. I just-," he struggled to find the words. "I don't know when I ended up being stuck on a loop. I assumed that because I don't care too much about whether or not I get married anyway, I should listen to my parents and make them happy at the very least."

You hesitated briefly in puzzlement before saying with a slightly curious tone, "I thought you liked the concept of getting married? Something about being a traditional family man with the house and the whole doting wife, kids, and dog package."

He wrinkled his nose in a manner all too familiar to you. "I said nothing about a dog."

You sighed. "That's not important here."

"It is though," he said with a soft smile and a slight wistfulness graced his features. "You were the one that wanted a dog."

That was the problem. It wasn't the concept of getting married Sakusa liked. It was the idea of getting married to YOU. The memories he suppressed were a side effect from having to force your existence completely out of his mind during this whole ordeal - he wouldn't have the ability to go through with it otherwise. If he hadn't done it, he would've begun to imagine what you would have looked like in a wedding dress, waiting for him at the end of a path scattered in flowers with the smile that he adored so much. The wedding would have been smaller than this one and you probably would have begged him to have it outside and, despite his repulsion for insects, he probably would have agreed. Because it was you that asked. You'd definitely be cliche and smear cake on his face and he'd "let" you because he knew he'd find the photos of it afterward endearing. And even though he hated dancing, he would have done it all night if that meant he could hear your happy laughter echo in his ear and watch the silver of your wedding ring flash as you placed your hand in his. Anything you asked of him for the wedding, he knew he would have done.

Because he loved you.

Because he loves you.

Everyone will say that Sakusa Kiyoomi is a methodical man, except, when it comes to you.

So he was not surprised, no, he realised he had accepted his fate a long time ago, when he grasped your hand in his and tugged you out of the room so that the two of you could slip out the back of the church. The sudden sunlight that flooded towards you as the door opened had the both of you squinting to adjust to the brightness outside. Sakusa's heart was hammering in his chest. With the feeling of an unfamiliar rush of adrenaline and a strange sensation, as if he were deviating from a script in a movie, he looked up at the clear blue sky and the faint V-line of geese migrating for the winter. He felt light-headed, from giddiness or anxiety he wasn't sure, but he was glad you were holding his hand because he was sure it would be trembling otherwise.

You heard a chuckle and looked at him quizzically as you made your way across the asphalt road. He looked down at you with a slight curve to his lips.

"I missed you."

You bit your lip, afraid to let yourself be too happy yet, just in case this all turned out to be a dream or something like that. But he gave your hand a squeeze and it felt real, and the way his slender fingers tilted your head up towards him felt real, and the way his lips pressed against yours again and again felt real.

Sakusa pulled back from you with a different look in his eyes, as if he too had to confirm to himself that this wasn't a dream. He whispered in a hoarse voice, as if he hadn't spoken in a very long time,

"Thank you."

Fin.

*see Atsumu Miya

**it is to be noted that Sakusa attempts to cancel these ASAP

***the majority of these will be put back on their respective shelves

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