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...
WARNING: 18+ (Text/Script Version) Atsumu is not coming home? Sakusa is worried? Osamu is afraid to tell Suna how he feels? TRIGGER WARNING: Contains sensitive topics, such as rape, self-harm, suicide, PTSD, STD, violence, abuse, etc... If you're not comfortable with it, don't read!!! Sakusa and Atsumu have been livin...
Atsumu Miya felt like he's life is a living hell or even worst. He's only comfort was his friend, his crush, Sakusa Kiyoomi. But for how long will Atsumu will be able to hold on?
Even if you show yourself as perfect, even if you show yourself as someone with no problems, you have to open up eventually. Well what if you opened up and shared your deepest secrets to a random phone number? Say, what happens when you happen to meet the person on accident? Well, what the hell do you do when you fal...
"What?! no I don't like Soda! That's gay!" I lied as images of Soda flooded into my head.