[gonna need some editing trololol]
Sequel to Unexpected
Post-timeskip!Haikyuu
kin · tsu · gi
A method of fixing but also a philosophy that breakage and repair are part of the beauty and history of an object; to be appreciated rather than disguised
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(A/n: updating this on Sakusa Kiyoomi's bday 👁👅👁)
2017
Atsumu lost the twins again. But this time he was really freaking out because they were just going out for another walk in the city, and now the two little boys could be anywhere. He pulled his phone out and dialed Osamu.
"What is it ya want?" Osamu greeted.
"Uh, 'Samu I think... I think..."
"Spit it out 'Tsumu."
"Well, I think I might have... lost Satoshi and Hacchin?" Atsumu faltered.
"You what?!" Osamu shrieked.
"Heh..."
"How do you lose two little kids?!"
"I don't know!" Atsumu groaned.
"I'm coming over. Where are you?"
Atsumu looked around, "I passed by that one convenient store we went to a few weeks ago."
"Ok, I'm on my way. Just keep asking if anyone has seen them," Osamu hung up.
If Michiko was awake, she would for sure kill him. Atsumu prayed that the little twins were safe and sound.
Meanwhile...
"How do you say it again?"
"I think it's Mo-Modu-Moduro?" Hacchin guessed.
"Mou... let's just call it MoMo, it's too hard!" Satoshi whined.
Hacchin nodded in agreement as the two trekked around the little convenient store. They visited the store because it had some of their favorite snacks. Atsumu was going on some rant about volleyball, but the little boys payed no mind as soon as Modoru Convenient Store caught their attention.
"Do you think Mask Man is here?" Satoshi wondered.
"Maybe," Hacchin chimed, "He could get all the snacks from up high."
"You're right," Satoshi gasped.
The two curly-headed boys went to the snack aisle. Hacchin dragged a basket on the floor while Satoshi mindlessly threw random bags of snacks in it. The two giggled as their basket became full.
"You think Uncle 'Samu will be mad?" Hacchin asked.
Satoshi shook his head with a small smile, "No, he'll be mad at Uncle 'Tsumu for not being a good babysitter."
They snickered at the thought of Osamu yelling at the setter.
Sakusa once again went on his weekly trip to Modoru to buy groceries. His life was nothing too eventful. Other than volleyball and Michiko, nothing seemed to really excite him. He had his routine and it kept some structure in his life, but lately he was feeling bored.
