My Precious Cargo ⚔ Volume 2 (An AtsuKage ff) ✔

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"Tobio. Tobio, psst. Tobio, wake up."

An incessant whispering met Kageyama's conscious when he withdrew from sleep. Squinting his eyes and stretching his limbs to pull himself from the warm, soothing lull of blissful nothingness, he rolled onto his side and peered up at a pair of stunning dark caramel eyes.

Yet as much as he wanted to admire the sight in front of him, said sight woke him up from his sleep, and therefore said sight was ugly and gross.

"Morning darlin'."

"Go away."

"Someone isn't a morning person, huh?" Atsumu teased, shuffling down the bed to cuddle the Prince even more.

"'Tsumu... we do this every-" Tobio cut himself off to yawn, "every morning."

"Aye," Atsumu agreed with a hum, "yet it never gets old. I'd choose yer cute morning face over anything else in this world."

"And I'd choose another hour in bed over your unabating whispering. You sound like a choking rat."

Atsumu just laughed and sat up in bed, grinning with mischief before pulling off the covers and dropping them unceremoniously on the floor. Now he could see Tobio entirely, and his grin softened into a smile as he cast a warm gaze over the body of the boy he had grown to love these past few months. Every curve and crevice was carved into his mind. Damn, he was in deep.

 Tobio on the other hand shivered a the cool morning breeze flowing in through their open window, and he guessed it would be a rough day at sea for the Inarizaki crew. Even though he loved his new life on deck, travelling across the seven seas and learning about new places and people, he would never get used to the early morning rises.

"Cold." he mumbled, his voice muffled by the pillow he buried his face into.

"Come on love, you'll be warm once yer up and moving."

Tobio grumbled loudly before pushing himself up too, tucking his bare legs against his chest as he rubbed the remaining sleep from his eyes. Then, with a slow blink, he turned to look at Atsumu and made a grabbing motion. The Captain couldn't help but chuckle as he leaned onto the bed to kiss Tobio, melting at the soft touch of his lover's lips.

Tobio ran a hand through Atsumu's unruly blond hair before smirking and pulling them back down onto the bed. The soft bed cushioned the impact and Atsumu let out a laugh as Tobio hummed in content.

"You're warm." the younger male whispered between kisses.

"Yer beautiful." Atsumu replied with a teasing tone, moving his lips away to kiss the Prince's reddening cheeks; gently running his warm palms up Tobio's sides, he didn't miss the slight shiver that ran up his body.

"Not fair."

"Yer like it."

"Do not."

"Do to."

"Nu-uh."

"Whatever you say, sweetheart."

After one last long kiss, they got out of bed and washed and changed for the day. Sporting their usual attire, they left the Captain's quarters and crossed the ship to head down towards the kitchen. The sight of Kita and Osamu cooking breakfast met them, and Suna was slouched across the table, looking like he was dragged from his hammock. 

"I've done me chores, why wake me up?" he whined, cat-like eyes glaring at Osamu.

"It's funny, that's why." the grey-haired male retorted, making Suna hiss at him.

"Suna, set the table." Kita instructed, knowing Suna would feel more awake and less annoyed if he was actually doing something productive.

"Morning." Tobio greeted as he and Atsumu sat at the table. "Rest well?" he asked whilst turning to face Kita, enjoying his calming presence in the morning.