bye atsumu.
bye atsumu.
bye atsumu.
BYE ATSUMU.
ATSUMU.
NOT MIYA.
ATSUMU.
AT FUCKING SUMU.
those two words that were said by the curly haired male were on Atsumu's mind the entire day. From his remaining few classes all the way to when he was laying in his bed late at night, those words were the only things that were on his mind.
he had been absentmindedly mumbling those words all day, and had even continued when he had returned to his shared apartment. his twin, samu had caught him mumbling those two words multiple times, and when he had finally gotten tired of it, the gray haired twin had sent the mustard hair twin to mutter the words in his own room.
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so there atsumu was. laying in bed, on his stomach, with his face stuffed into the pillow, imagining scenarios with his crush.
yes. crush.
atsumu had a "small" crush on sakusa kiyoomi.
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𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 || 𝘀𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂
عاطفية𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙘𝙚. 𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿: yoo samu whre u att? come to tershimuas. imm wasssstedd pikk up me. a half text fic that includes spicy fits, plans, past toxic relations...
