sugar baby || sakuatsu

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sakusa kiyoomi, 26, ceo.

who knew rubbing your father's company would be so boring as well as lonely?

not kiyoomi.

the man had taken on the roll of ceo at age 24. he'd been trained to do so since he was 18.

he went to a good college and graduated top of his class.

he honestly didn't mind not being in a relationship but only really hanging out with your cousin for two years straight would make anyone want a change of pace.

as well as the raven haired man's parents are always pestering him, asking "when's he going to get married?" or "is there a lucky someone you haven't told us about yet?".

he was honestly pretty sick of it.

so he did what any rational person would do and opened the app that was supposed to help him find "a sugar baby" as motoya had called it when he downloaded the dating app on kiyoomi's phone nearly a month ago now.

he scrolled for a good 15 minutes almost ready to give up when he saw an obvious bleached blonde with honey brown eyes and bright smile.

he looked like the embodiment of a puppy.

and kiyoomi happened to like dogs.

he taps the profile seeing the flirty bio and willing himself not to roll his eyes even though no one can see him.

miya atsumu

hm.

kiyoomi sends a quick message, simply,

hello miya, how are you?

he then shuts off his phone and buries himself in paperwork.

the man gets a call from his cousin nearly an hour later to meet up for coffee.

he agrees because he has nothing better to do.

"so kiyo tell me the dirty deets of your life," motoya muses after he finishes ranting about the rave he went to the night before.

kiyoomi rolls his eyes, "if you ever see 'dirty deets' again i'm never talking to you again and will make your own parents disown you."

"aww always so charming," motoya says mockingly.

"yeah whatever. i went on that stupid dating app you downloaded on my phone," the raven haired man says.

"really?? has anyone texted you? i made sure to make your account look super good," the brunette suddenly looks at his cousin as if he's the most interesting thing in the world.

"sure, lots have texted me but i never replied," motoya groaned and kiyoomi shushes him. "let me finish asshole. i messaged someone but i haven't checked for a reply yet."

"who?" the brunette's gaze was intense.

"i don't know, i didn't look him up or anything," kiyoomi shrugs taking a sip of his coffee.