Hi😭🥺❤️ after a long time i am here!!!! My school finished finally and I'm free, after my last final, i wrote 4 chapters and im publishing all at once for you! Thank you for waiting❤️❤️
OKAY I TALKED TOO MUCH BUT THIS PART IS IMPORTANT!!!
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Atsumu turns left and right on the bed. For some reason his mood is low so he is trying to sleep. He hasn't been paying attention to his phone that vibrates at regular intervals for hours. He's normally always energetic and cheerful, as everyone knows, but today he believes he's upside down.
Kiyoomi had called Atsumu 3 times and sent his 21st message half an hour ago. In the morning of every day that they can't stay with each other, Atsumu always calls and says good morning mischievously, making his lover's day beautiful with his sweet energy. Sad and resentful for depriving him of herself today, Kiyoomi leaves the house with his last message.
Omi🥺❤️:
I'm coming to you Miya Atsumu.
Atsumu continues to ignore the vibrating phone. The air is muffled and yellow, dusty, like it's going to rain. Stifling. Maybe it's the ugliness of the weather that affects his mood, he thought. He couldn't find any other reason because if he did he wouldn't have to think about it, would he? Really? Or is he ignoring the cause?
Kiyoomi slips his spare key into the hole in the door and turns it. After taking off his shoes, he looks around without saying a word. Since the house is pretty quiet, he goes to his room and his sweet sweet lover, who has become a wrap in the duvet, really wraps himself like a wrap, looks towards him.
"Where's your phone?"
"Omi, when did you come?"
"Are you upset?"
"Huh? Well, I don't know. It's a nasty day isn't it?"
Kiyoomi stares at him for a while without saying anything, then approaches him and sits on the edge of the bed. Atsumu turns his head towards the glass and continues to speak.
"It's so suffocating. Look at that, is this the weather?"
"Atsu. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I guess."
Kiyoomi brings his hand to his forehead to see if he has a fever. When he sees that it is at a normal temperature, he gets even more worried and frowns.
"Are you hurting somewhere?"
"Nah."
"When did you wake up?"
"Hmm. I'm not sure, it must be like 7 or so."
Kiyoomi takes a deep breath and tries to calm down.
"IS THERE A LOGICAL EXPLANATION FOR LEAVING ME WITHOUT YOU THIS MORNING MIYA?"
"DON'T YELL AT ME. I'M NOT MIYA."
"I am sorry, okay." He sighs and comes a little closer. He combs his hair back to the right, in his usual direction. Then his hand slides to his cheek, stroking the cheekbone of his left cheek with his thumb. With this move, Atsumu buries his cheek in Kiyoomi's palm and closes his eyes.
