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20-08-2022

21:43

It took a few days of sleepless nights, mental breakdowns, and several litters of tears, but finally, the exams are over. Kiyoomi and Atsumu couldn't interact much over the week, aside from test messages, today thought, Kiyoomi will makes sure the he'll make up for it.

He was leaning on the wall besides the entrance to Atsumu's dorms, trying to keep calm, willing his erratic heartbeat to slow down. "Omi?" Kiyoomi startled when he heard his voice right besides him. "Atsu..." he calls right back, but his voice falters as he takes in the

sight of Atsumu. "Heya, Omi." Atsumu greets him again, looking so shy, yet \so\ beautiful in his light pink skater skirt and white button up blouse. Deep inside, Kiyoomi combusted. If Motoya was here, he would've asked him to prepare a casket,

because he was sure he just ascended to heaven. Unfortunately, before he could talk to Atsumu again, he felt a murderous glare aimed right at him, causing him to look behind Atsumu, only to see Osamu behind him, looking ready to \literally\ send him to heaven this time.

"Get him home by eight." Osamu says before Kiyoomi could even speak. "What?? Samu yer not my dad!" Atsumu complains. "Well, they guy's dead, so ya gotta make do with me." "That literally does not make sense!" "It does. If ya don't wanna liten, then yer not going with him."

Osamu gives him a pointed look. "At all." "Noโ€“" "That's not what we agreed on. Osamu." Akaashi, who was behind Osamu, buts in before Atsumu could give another argument. Osamu clicked his tongue, glaring at Sakusa once more

"Something happens and I kill ya." Then he walks back inside the building. "Have fun Atsumu." Akaashi winks at them, before following his boyfriend. "Paranoid bastard." Atsumu harrumphed, then took Kiyoomi's arm. "C'mon Omi." He pulls him towards the station,

his mood slightly soured from the little fight. Kiyoomi can't have that. "Sure." He says, then wraps his arms aound Atsumu's waist. "Is this okay?" He checks, making sure he's comfortable. Atsumu looks a bit embarrassed but, "It's okay." He tells Sakusa. "Good." Sakusa says.

"You look beautiful, Atsumu." He then remarks afterwards. "Oh, thanks, Akaashi helped me dress up." Atsumu blushes, and stuttered a bit. "He's got great choice, then."

All the small talk was enough to last them the whole walk to the station. Atsumu was walking up the trains already, but Kiyoomi stopped him. "Not yet." He says, then guides Atsumu somewhere else, through his hands on his waist.

"Omi?" Atsumu questions him. It was just a few steps from where they were, but now, they stand in front of an ice cream shop. "Come on. I'll get you whatever." Kiyoomi,once again, guides him in. "Welcome sir." The staff greets them. They walked up to the display case,

showing different flavours. "Go on. Get anything. Everything you want." Kiyoomi encourages him. "Ya sure?" "Yeah." He assures, one last time. And then, Atsumu is on a spree. By the end of it, Atsumu got a giant waffle tower, placed in a huge bowl,

with copious amount of toppings. Atsumu mostly chose the fruit bits. Meanwhile, Kiyoomi got himself a simple cone with two scoops, not being too much into sweets. "Are ya sure it's okay? I can pay ya back if this is too much." Atsumu asks, looking a bit guilty when he saw

the difference between their orders. "It's alright." Kiyoomi assures him, seemingly not bothered at all, as they wait for the cashier to punch in the prices. The cashier reads out the price, and Atsumu's heart temporarily stopped.

"Uhh.. Omi? I can reallyโ€“" but before he could offer to pay for his food one more time, Kiyoomi takes out his black card. "It's alright Atsumu. Today's my treat." Kiyoomi smiles at him. The cashier gave Kiyoomi his card back, together with their receipt,

then, they take their food out, finding a seat in one of the tabes outdoor. Atsumu still feels guilty about the price of his food, but if there's something he truly believes in, it's the saying that 'food is food', and so, with a little "itadakimasu," he digs in.

The icecream is absolutely delicious, Atsumu was almost disappointed when he finished it. "I can buy you more if you want." Kiyoomi offers. "Huh? No, Omi, I'm really full right now, so llease don't buy me any more." He tells him, stopping Kiyoomi, who was already standing up,

from going inside the shop again. "If you're sure then." Atsumu nods. He really is sure. "Let's go then?" Kiyoomi offers his hand. "Yeah." Atsumu blushes, but takes the hand. They walk side by side to the platforms, hands intertwined, and Atsumu is blushing immensely.

Kiyoomi is extremely careful with him; steering him away from the crowd, making sure no one bumps to him, and, when they finally boarded the train, Kiyoomi made sure to secure a seat for him, not letting him stand up. "Omi, you can sit with me, ya know. There's still space."

Atsumu offers, but Kiyoomi declines, despite there being only one elderly woman on the same bench as Atsumu, he remains standing in front of him, seemingly shielding him from something. "Is there anything wrong?" Atsumu asks when he notice the odd behaviour.

"No. It's okay Atsumu, just relax yourself. It won't be long before our stop." "Alright then." Atsumu was reluctant, but stops himself from askung more, not wanting to potentially annoy his date. Just when Atsumu removes his attention from him, Kiyoomi looks behind him,

and glared at the business man standing at the other side. He's seen the man eyeing Atsumu's skirt the first time they walked in. Had he let Atsumu stand up, the man would've surely tried his luck. The businessman looked away, realizing he's been caught.

He immediately walked away, moving to another train car. It was two more stops before they reached theirs, and when they did, Kiyoomi offers his hand again to Atsumu, helping him stand, before putting his hand on his waist, just like he did earlier.

He looked at Atsumu's face, checking for any discomfort, but aside from the blush that's been present since earlier, he seems to be fine with it. Kiyoomi would occasionally glance behind them, making sure no perverts would stand a chance, until they were out of the crowd.

"We're taking a bus from here, then it will take us right at the amusement park's entrance." He informs Atsumu. "Alright Omi. How long will it take us though?" Atsumu sounds excited. "Less than 20. But maybe it'll be around 15, since there's nog much traffic today."

Atsumu made a little "Oooh," noise, sounding really excited. Kiyoomi can't help but smile at how endearing Atsumu is. It didn't take long for the bus to arrive, then, once their seated, Atsumu pulled out the amusement park's website from his phone.

Forgot abt this. First part of the fic

This date is fantastic, Kiyoomi decides. Atsumu's eyes shines as he looks at the items in the different gift shops littered throughout the amusement park. He looks at the various stuffed animals displayed either as prizes or for sale like they're something precious.

Kiyoomi have never attempted to court an omega before, but he heard that they love things like stuffed animals and it can trigger their caring nature. He doesn't care much abiut the caring nature, but he knows if someone likes something, then they'll be happy to have it.

He buys several of the stuffed toy. He wanted to buy more for Atsumu, but the omega is already bashful enough, and gifts isn't really something that normally happens outside of courting. He doesn't want Atsumu that to think that he's trying to force them in a courting situation,

and potentially overstep his boundaries, so he refrains. There's also the issue of transportation. The stuffed animals are too big, so they got a coin locker to put it in, before going back to enjoying the park. The rides are the best part of the day, in Kiyoomi's opinion.

He wasn't one to be nervous, even with extreme ones, but the way Atsumu clings to him whenever things gets too extreme makes his heart beat faster anyways. Kiyoomi mentally thanks the roller coaster for letting him experience Atsumu's tightest grip.

His whole arm was numb by the time they got off the ride, but Kiyoomi is only a man. Atsumu's touch on him is nothing but a blessing. By the end of it all, they were both dead tired and hungry. "Maybe should eat outside the park? It's cheaper there. Food here's made of gold."

Atsumu suggests when the topic of food came up. "There's a really good restaurant over there." Kiyoomi points at the area where a castle full of establishments are. "I want you to have a taste of their food, if that's okay." "Well, it's not that it's not okay,

but stuffs here are hella expensive! Speacially within the castle." "Don't worry about the price, Atsumu. It's my treat." Kiyoomi says, trying to convince Atsumu. "Well..." Atsumu still wants to decline, not wanting to look like he's taking advantage of Kiyoomi,

but the voice in his head that sounds susupiciously like Osamu chanting "food is food" repeatedly is getting louder by the moment. "Okay then." He relents. Kiyoomi smiled. Happy to be able to give Atsumu something.

"Let's go then." He guides Atsumu towards the place, with his hands on his waist, which has become semi permanent now, with how long he was holding Atsumu just like this. He just can't help it, the little change in Atsumu ever since he presented is so endearing to Kiyoomi.

Not that he wasn't endearing before. They entered the restaurant Kiyoomi was talking about, and right as they step in, Atsumu knew a single meal here could cost him one organ, or maybe more. A server approaches them at the entrance and guides them to a table,

before handing them a menu each. "Go on, Atsumu, choose whatever you want." Kiyoomi tells him, and Atsumu tries. He tries to choose something. Tries looking at the appetizing photos, but his eyes kept dragging itself to the price. Kiyoomi notices Atsumu's predicament,

and decides to help out. "The unagi here is delicious." Kiyoomi says, getting Atsumu's attention. He puts down his menu, and gently pulls down on atsumu's too, so he can lay it out on the table. "The kabayaki is definitely the best, but if you order a hitsumabushi in

any family size, they will give you the rice and chopped unagi seperately, the rice is also unlimited." He leans over across the table, and points at the foods under the unagi section. "We usually order both." he continues. "And then the miso is real good too."

He points at another part of the menu. "Also, the curry rice would be delicious after eating the unagi, and before having any soup." "The sushi's are good, but they're a bit mediocore in here compared to other sides. You'd want to choose from the western selection,

like the honey glazed potatoes, and mac n' cheese. Adding coleslaw is also good." Kiyoomi points the various foods to Atsumu, explaining which would taste good with which. "Sounds good?" He asks when he finished. "Huh? Yeah, it does." Atsumu answers, his face red from

the close proximity between their faces. "Good." Kiyoomi says before going back to his seat. A waiter soon came in to take their order, and Atsumu, who wasn't listening earlier was surprised, when Kiyoomi starts ordering everything he pointed at earlier.

"That's a lot huh." Atsmu says to Kiyoomi, a bit nervous with the amount of food he just ordered. He doesn't know how he'll eat everything without getting a stomach ache. "Yeah, but I ordered the smaller portion. It's going to be just eight for the two of us."

"Oh." Atsumu was relieved to hear that. A few small talks goes by between the two of them, and the food was finally served. True to Kiyoomi's words, the portions are actually just right for them. There were a lots of plate, but it all managed to fit in their table.

Everything is delicious. And Atsumu wouldn't mind selling a few organs over this. Atsumu thinks to himself. He does have to show it to Osamu though. It'll be pretty cool if his brother could make some of this. Even though eel is hella expensive.

Atsumu made sure to took photos before, and some more during their meal. After the more than fulfilling meal, the time to go home has come. They have ran out of activities to do, and the streets are dark already. It took roughly the same amount of time to get back as the

time it took them to get to the amusement park. They were in the train already, position just like earlier, with Atsumu sitting down, and Kiyoomi standing over him, whe Atsumu's phone started ringing. Atsumu gasped, surprised at the sudden noise, before immediately picking up.

"Oi, ya scrub. Where the hell are ya? I swear if ya weren't here the next hour I'll behead that little suito of yers." Osamu starts his tirade as soon as the line connects. "Samu shut up! We're on the train alread, 'kay? I'll be home soon!" Atsumu whisper-shouts into his phone.

"Ya better be. I'llโ€“" Osamu was starting another speech, but Atsumu puts the phone down without waiting. He bows down apologetically at the other people in the train, all looking at him as if he comitted a crime. Kiyoomi just watched him, thinking about the day,

and about how he'd like it if Atsumu did say yes to courting. ++++

"It'll be yer stop next right, Omi?" Atsumu whispers, careful to not disturb other passengers anymore. "Hm? Yeah, but don't worry about that. I'll walk you home." Kiyoomi says. "Eh? Ya don't have to. Ya already did a lot for me today so..."

"Yeah, but I still want to do more for you." Kiyoomi puts his hands on Atsumu's head, gently caressing. "Let me walk you home." "Ya really don't have to, Omi." "It's already dark, Atsumu. It's dangerous for you. Also, Osamu would have my head if I don't make sure

you're home safe." He continues to pet Atsumu's head. "Alright then." Atsumu concedes, not for the first time today. He hugs the stuffed animals he was holding. All five of them from Kiyoomi. He can't help but feel giddy. The way Kiyoomi treats him is every omega's dream,

not that Atsumu knows anything about it, having only presented recently, and having no prior knowledge of being an omega, thinking he'd be a beta all his life. Soon enough, their stop came, and the two of them walks back to Atsumu's dorm, Kiyoomi's hand once again

finding their way into Atsumu's waist. If he's being hinest, Atsumu likes Kiyoomi. A lot. It was only recent when they got close, but Atsumu's already starting to feel things about him. Which would've been great, but for Atsumu, it's terrifying.

He may not know the first thing about being an omega, but he does know what a good omega is like. And he is nothing near desirable. He knkws a lot of omega tbat is the definition of perfect. There's Akaashi. Mr. Soon to be brother in law, whose beauty may as well transcend

that of gods. Oikawa Tooru, a rival setter from another college, may not be comparable to Akaashi's look, but is beautiful nonetheless. He isn't delicate, but there's a certain grace to him. There's even Yach, who was gis junior by a year. Her shy demeanor, and delicate

looks have alphas wanting to court her left and right. Atsumu is nothing like these omegas. Nothing near desirable. And if Kiyoomi realized that, if Kiyoomi decides there's someone better out there, then what will become of him?

All these thoughts that Atsumu's been trying to stave off the past several days came flooding in his mind. He can't help it. He knows he's not beautiful. That his attractiveness is not something Alphas would want, and maybe he shouldn't listen to these thoughts,

but he does anyway. He thinks and thinks and thinks andโ€” "Atsumu?" Kiyoomi's voice cuts through his thoughts. "What's wrong? What's on your mind? Do you mind telling me?" "Ah, it's nothing Omi. I was just kinda tired. We had a lot of fun today, so I'm getting

kinda sleepy already." He lies. "If you say so then." Kiyoomi doesn't seem to buy it, but he lets it go, careful of the boundaries of Atsumu.

"We're here." Kiyoomi says after a few more minutes of walking. "Yeah..." Atsumu answers, then he takes a deep breath. "Today was fun, Omi. Thank ya." Kiyoomi blinks at him, surprised at his words. "Yeah, it's fun. Thank you for letting me have this with you, Atsumu.

I'd want to go out again with you, if you'd like." Atsumu's heart clenches at the thought of another date. He's confused about a lot of things right now, and he knows it's a bad idea to go on without having it sorted out. He knows it's better if he can maybe talk

to Kiyoomi about this. He knows but, "Sure. Let's go out again another day Omi. Text me the details." He smiles at Kiyoomi. "That's great." Kiyoomi's heart swells with happiness at being given another chance to go out eitb Atsumu.

"Goodnight Atsumu. Rest well." "Yeah. Thank ya again, Omi. Goodnight."

It was a sunny morning. Atleast that's what the heat of the sun rays hitting Atsumu's face tells him, but nonetheless, he continues on his slumber, enjoying moments in his sleep that he will surely forget once he wakes. It was moments later, when Atsumu was awaken by the

most horrendous smell he has ever smelled. Well, maybe not the most, but still enough to wake him. Now, Atsumu's new to the world of hormones, but he's not dumb. He stood up, sways on his feet for a few seconds as he waits for the white particles in his vision to go,

then opens the curtains separating his and his brother's part of the room. There, on his bed, is Osamu, curling up in himself as the pain of his rut renders him almost immobile. "Jesus fucking christ, ya stink." Is Atsumu's first words.

"As if ya didn't on yer first heat." Is Osamu's barely audible response. Atsumu having been caring for his brother during his ruts since childhood, immediately went out, whheling in the storage box filled with fool, water, and medicines.

He has done this multiple times, and kniws his way to everything. Though the stinking pheromones are new. "C'mon here. Eat this then take that pain meds while I cook a proper meal for you." He hands ove a bread, a bottle of slorts drinks and some pills. "Can ya stand?" He adds.

Osamu sat up, albeit with some difficulty, and assistance. "I'll be in the kitchen, yeah?" "Yeah. Hurry up." And off he go to their kitchen to whip up some porridge, while Osamu eats the bread and take the pills. Thankfully, it wasn't too long before it takes effect.

Just moments after, he's laying down straight, no longer in pain, and sipping what he has left of his drink. "Yo, I'm done. Didya stop stinking up?" Atsumu asks as he enters the room with the bowl of porridge and a pitcher of cold water on a tray.

"Yeah, I'm fine now." Osamu responds. "Hell, didn't know ya stink that bad." He comments as he hives the tray to his brother. "Thought I'll suffocate to death." "Unfortunately ya didn't, huh?" Osamu retorts while he blows on a spoonful. Atsumu raises his middle finger

and shoves it right in front of Osamu's face. The porridge was finished just moments after, and now, the twins lies down on the bed, scentimg each other. Or atleast attempting to. "Don't do it too hard, fucker." Osamu complains after Atsumu rubbed his wrist on his face

too hard, hurting his jaw in the process. "It ain't that hard!" "It is!" Osamu smacked his hands before taking it on his own and rubbing his face on Atsumu's wrist himself, this time gentler and pain free.

"'s how ya do it." He says as his eyes droops down. "Why don't ya just ask akaashi to do it for ya?" Atsumu asks him, not liking to be getting told what to do. "Ji's busy today. And we ain't ready to spend it together yet. Idiot." Is what Osamu says before falling asleep.

Atsumu just laid there, his head propped up on his hands, continuing to scent his twin, despite acting like he didn't like it earlier. This is nice. He thinks as their scent mingles into the air. He wonders how it would be like with Kiyoomi.

Just like Atsumu's first heat, and Osamu's many previous heats, it ended after several days, leaving Osamu feeling tired but refreshed. Keiji dropped by a few times, but didn't stay too long. Just handing them some notes and some foods.

Now, the three of them stands on the train platform, on the way back to Hyogo to spend their two week break with their ma, as well as for the Miya family to celebrate Atsumu's presenting. "Do we really have to celebrate? I swear to god if they say something ridiculous.."

Atsumu complains. "Well, there's food and our aunts are coming. So I don't think it'll be that bad." "Our \aunts\ are coming. It's gonna be bad. Ridiculous. Probably embarrassing." He complains further, trying to get his point across. Osamu shrugs, only caring about the food.

"By the way, how's Sakusa-san's doing?" Keiji fills in the silence after Osamu's lack of response. "Ah, he says he'll be with his own family. Maybe I'll ask him to come too next time, but we think it's still too early for that."

"Tell him I'll push him off the platform if he dares come with us." Osamu chimes in before Keiji could talk again. His boyfriend then stomps on his foot. Atsumu just rolls his eyes, already gettung used to Osamu's distaste towards his suitor.

Any further conversation dies as the train rolls in, and together, the three of them heads home to Hyogo. +++

// papamiya roasting session, major disrespect to the dead. "Oh Atsumu, congratulations on yer presenting!" Their aunt Miko ecclaims as she munch on their ma's home made teriyaki don. "Ah, thank ya..." Atsumu laughs awkwardly, trying not to show how unhappy he actually is

about being an omega. He can only be thankful that they can't smell him. And that they didn't set up a childish party like they did on Osamu's some years ago. Seems like Keiji's presence deterred them from doing embarrassing things.

"Ah, womder what yer pa will say?" Aunt Miyaka says while puffing out smoke from her cigarette. "Who knows, why don't ya ask him?" Their ma responds, painting her thumb to the urn at the end of the table. "Or maybe ask his bitch of a mistress." She adds.

Everyone laughs at this, even the twins and Keiji. "Ah, Masao, look at yer family being wo derful. Thankfully ya ain't here to ruin that, huh?" Aunt Miyaka says again as she puts out her cigarette on the side of his urn. Everone laughs once more.

Masao is a man married into the Miya family, discarding his own surname to take his wife's. He is also a man who died a very shameful death; getting an aneurysm while in the house and bed of his mistress. Unfortunately, they couldn't just discard his ashes, and his own family

cut contacts years ago before his marriage. Now, he's stuck on a dinner table as a decoration, continously getting shamed by his wife and in laws, and even his sons. He makes a good paper weight though.

The dinner went smoothly, and thankfully, not much questions were asked, and the time for the visitors to go came soon. The twins went to their childhood room while Keiji opts to stay in the spare bedroom.

"Stop rolling around ya bastard." Osamu whisper-shouts. Just loud enough to be heard by his brother on the upper bunk. "I ain't moving that much, dimwit!" Atsumu answers back, with less concern about his volume. "Yeah, ya are!" "No, I ain't!"

They go back and forth, voices getting loudee and louder each time. "Shut the fuck up ya two!" Their mom shouts from her own room, and the twin immediately quiets down, but still flips off each other silently. In his own room, Keiji laughs quietly at their antics ++


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