Summary: "Hey, Miya-" "I saw the sex stuff in your bathroom," Atsumu violently blurts against his will. Time stretches out, eternal, unending... the void at the beginning and end of all things coming to claim Atsumu as he stands in his borrowed house slippers by Sakusa's door. There's a ringing in his ears, or perhaps it's the laughter of some vengeful god. Sakusa's expression doesn't outwardly change. His eyes feel like they're drilling holes in Atsumu's head. "It's not sex stuff. It's bondage gear."

THE STORY IS NOT MINE The original Author is on AO3 (favspacetwink, moonlumie). I just brought their story to wattpad. Book cover artist: Me

Atsumu had one wondrous night of mind-blowing, earth-shattering sex. At a middle school reunion party. And a few weeks later, He wakes up with morning sickness