no, miya atsumu is a broke young adult in search of some extra money, or at least a roommate.
"kawa i don't know what to do, i can barely make rent as it is and i barely ever get a day off," the faux blonde groans as he lays his head on the table of his small studio apartment.
"tsumu-chan you're overworking yourself and obviously overwhelmed. you need to get a better job or i dunno maybe find something else to do as well," the brunette, oikawa tooru, responds considerately before taking another sip of his tea.
"huh? what do ya mean 'something else'? like a second job?" atsumu asks lifting his head slightly to look at his best friend.
"well sure maybe, or you could do something more fun," now the male is smirking which is never a good sign.
"explain," the blonde says skeptically.
"you could always get a sugar daddy," the brunette says in a singsong like voice.
"how do ya even do that?"
"easy just download an app."
"you've obviously tried this before," atsumu scoffs but sits up pulling out his phone.
"what can i say," oikawa shrugs. "iwa's lucky he has me or i'd be off on a yacht right now sipping fancy wine out of a fancy glass."
atsumu laughs and downloads the first "sugar baby meet your daddy!" app he sees. he cringes at the name of it but ignores it nonetheless.
"okay so first you have to have a flirty bio," the brunette says scooting his chair closer to the younger's and peeks at his phone.
"like what?" the faux blonde asks.
"god are you gonna make me do everything tsumu?"
"no just give me a second damn."
atsumu sets up an account with the help of tooru.
miya atsumu
young, dumb, broke, and hopefully in your bed soon ;)
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"okay, you're all set, the next time you check your phone you'll have a million guys knocking down your door. you're welcome," oikawa smiles and atsumu rolls his eyes.
"i doubt it but thank you, i'll try and see you soon," the faux blonde hugs his friend and walks him to the door of his small apartment.
"see you soon tsum tsum! clear up your schedule when you get that sugar daddy!" oikawa calls as he walks out making atsumu blush and shake his head.
the 22 year old starts getting ready for his shift at the bar.
he puts on his white button up shirt and black jeans that were almost too tight but made his ass look good.
he slipped on his shoes and grabbed his keys before taking the train to the small bar downtown.
he worked a tiring shift. it was the same old stuff, he'd get the drinks from the bar and serve them around. seemed simple enough when he applied but after just a few shifts his feet ached from walking around all the time.
he'd been working there for about a year now though and it wasn't so bad, he just wished he was paid more.
"atsumu when are you going to get yourself a real job?" his boss always asks and he always just shrugs in response mumbling a "when i can actually afford to."
tonight the bar is packed and atsumu, as well as a couple other waiters, are dashing around from table to table serving new guests and refilling the drinks of guests already there.
it was tiring but oddly fulfilling after cleaning up and being able to lock the front door, closing all customers out for the night.
when the faux blonde finally gets home he slips his shoes off, takes a shower, and goes to bed completely forgetting about the app he'd created an account on.
he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
in the morning he awoke to to sunlight peeking through his curtains and birds chirping outside.
he sat up groggily and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
he picked up his phone which had been on the "do not disturb setting" for at least 24 hours now.
he turns it on and scrolls through his notifications.
he stares with shock as he has over 50 notifications from the sugar daddy app.
he quickly opened his phone opening the app.
he had 24 messages and at least 56 hearts on his account.
he scrolled through the messages which were mostly old guys offering him money to come "have a good time" with them. he shivered in disgust at the thought.
he cringed at nearly every account that tried reaching out to him until he saw a young looking raven haired man.
the man in question had ebony curls that framed his face perfectly as well as a sharp jaw line and eyes that atsumu could nearly fall in love with.
the faux blonde read that the man is 26 and lives only a few short ten miles away, in the nice side of town obviously.
"sakusa kiyoomi.. huh."
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a/n i'm definitely not slightly basing this off of a finn wolfhard x reader nope definitely not hahahah anyways here's the sakuatsu sugar daddy au y'all have been waiting for ;)
