
#sakuatsu || stressed college omi kiyoomi huffs as he buries his fingers in his curls, tugging at them tightly. school has been incredibly stressful for him lately and it just keeps getting worse. finals are coming up and they are eating away at him. +
his phone breaks him out of his university induced out of despair. his ringtone specifically selected for the one and only miya atsumu rings through his musty dorm room. he picks up the phone and grunts a small hello. +
âhey baby, you sound excited to hear from me,â atsumu chuckles. kiyoomi instantly feels calmer at the sound of his boyfriends voice. ââm sorry, atsu. this week has just been a nightmare. i donât have much time to talk,â he grumbles, exhaustion trickling through his cracks. +
âso yer telling me you want me to go back to osaka?â the funniest thing, he not only hears the hyogo drawl through the speaker in his phone but through the thin door separating his dorm room from the long hallway. he drops his phone on his desk and jumps up. +
he almost trips on the books littered through his floor as his rushed to the door. he flings it open to see his blonde bundle of sun standing outside, phone still pressed to his ear. quicker than atsumu can blink, kiyoomi is running into him, crashing like a wave on the shore. +
his arms wrap around atsumuâs waist as he nearly collapses into the shorter man. âbaby, hey. whatâs goinâ on?â atsumu whispers, pressing a kiss to kiyoomiâs temple. âletâs get inside, okay?â kiyoomi nods before breaking away and gently pulling atsumu in by his hand. +
they get in and kiyoomi brings atsumu and himself to lay down on his tiny xl twin mattress, pressing himself as tightly into atsumu as possible. âwhy is this so hard,â kiyoomi whimpers as he squeezes his eyes shut, trying his best to not cry. +
âoh omi,â atsumu whispers before pulling kiyoomi further into him, running manicured fingers through tangled raven coils. they lay like that for a while, kiyoomi finding as much peace as possible in the warm body rhat completely engulfs him. +
the best part of atsumu is he not only envelops him physically but emotionally and mentally too. kiyoomi is entirely consumed by the bright presence of his boyfriend, distracting him from every problem that lives outside of them and their intimate bubble of ~them~. +
after calming down a bit, kiyoomi finally looks up at atsumu to find him already looking down at him. âhi,â he breathes, almost too quiet to hear. âhey, love,â atsumu returns, a warm smile stretching at his cheeks. +
kiyoomi buries he face into atsumuâs chest once again to hide the burn making its way to his cheeks. a faint, âwhat are you doing here,â is heard through the layers of fabric. âi know itâs not off season but we got a weekend off and i figured you could use some company.â +
fingers squeeze the back of atsumuâs shirt as kiyoomi looks back up at him. âhow do you always know?â âcall it my omi-sense. you start not feelinâ great, my omi-senses start tinglinââ atsumu grins. +
strong fingers further detangle kiyoomiâs curls as they sit in their comfortable, shared silence. âbaby, are you sure schoolâs the right move for you?â atsumu speaks so quietly; if kiyoomi hadnât been completely enclosed in his arms, he probably wouldnât hear him. +
he freezes in the blondes hold, once relaxed body going completely tense. âwhat do you mean,â he mumbles, trying to fight the squeeze of anxiety constricting around his lungs. +
âi mean,â atsumu pauses, carefully choosing his next words. âyou just seems so miserable. between volleyball and your classes, you have no time for yourself. everytime i see you, it seems you retreat further into yourself and i hate seeing you like this.â +
a hand tilts kiyoomiâs chin up to look at atsumu before atsumu brings his forehead closer to kiyoomiâs. âyou deserve to be just as happy as everyone else, my love. and i just donât think school is doing that for you anymore.â +
a silent tear runs down kiyoomiâs cheek as he looks into the warm pots of amber gold that are his loverâs eyes. âatsumu,â a voice crack breaks through his through, deafening to the man beside him. âi donât think i can do this anymore. i think youâre right.â +
he finally cracks as his body shakes in atsumuâs hold. atsumu pulls kiyoomiâs head to his shoulder as he rubs his back and presses small kisses onto the otherâs neck. âitâs ok, love. youâre okay,â he whispers, running his fingers down the tense cords of kiyoomiâs muscles. +
as kiyoomiâs sobs slow down and his breathing evens back out, he pulls his head out of atsumuâs shoulder to look up at atsumu. âwhat will my parents think? what if theyâre disappointed?â he worries, eyes swollen and bloodshot. +
âwell then weâll just have to deal with it together. finish this semester out and respond to the teams that have been contactinâ ya and weâll see where youâll go from there,â atsumu offers gently, the advice as sound as he can give. +
âiâll always be here for ya, omi. no matter what you do, youâre not gettinâ rid of me,â he adds on, bright grin lighting up the room. âi donât deserve you,â kiyoomi says, a smile finally making its way onto his face. +
âof course you do, prickly-kun,â atsumu smiles, pressing a kiss to the otherâs nose. +
and to atsumuâs very pleasant surprise, he seeâs kiyoomi at the msby dormitories four months later. it was a hard secret to keep but it was all worth surprising the other in return with a brand new jersey with the number 15 sprawled across the front and back.
// YEAAAAA college drop-out omi my beloved <3333
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