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    “You hate talking to people.” Motoya said, draining his glass.

    “Doesn’t stop me from making friends.”

    “Yes it does.” It was at times like this that Kiyoomi resented the fact that his mother had decided to have a child at the same time as her sister so they could grow up together.

    “Wanna bet?”

    This seemed to pull Motoya out of his absent minded arguing. “Yes actually.”

    “And how would that work?” Kiyoomi asked.

    “It’s simple, I pick a teammate and each time we meet in person you tell me something new that you learned about them.” Everyone always thought that Motoya was the nicer of the two of them. Just because of his kind face and abnormal eyebrows. They would be wrong. He was a menace.

    “Okay then.” Kiyoomi was a smart man, he thought of all of the variables before he made decisions. Motoya was being dramatic. This should be easy enough.

    “I pick Miya.” Shit.

     

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    Or '5 Things Sakusa Kiyoomi Learned About Miya Atsumu, and the 1 Thing He Had to be Told.'

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    Atsumu wants love. To have and to give.

    Maybe it comes with the age, with the concerning grey hairs and smile lines. Maybe it comes with seeing friends and family of the similar age bracket be colored distinctly with love and all its rosiness and be all the better for it.
    Maybe it simply comes from a lack thereof.

    Atsumu wants love, and he’s not sure if he deserves it, but he certainly doesn’t think he’ll ever have it. Not the unadulterated kind of love, not the sincere kind of love. Not the kind of love that is born from a delicate and intricate understanding of the recipient.

    He can’t fathom ever having it right now, at least, not with his weary bones and droopy eyes; Chopin in his areas and immovable yearning in his soul.

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    Miya Atsumu suffers from chronic insomnia. Instead of sleeping, he likes to think of all the things that he wants and will not have. Like his brother's fatty tuna onigiri, like being the best setter in the league, like having true love. But when his lack of sleep finally gets to him, he doesn't expect his neighbor, Sakusa Kiyoomi, to present him with everything he wants and maybe even more.

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    “Get it together, Nolan,” he speaks right behind her. Right over her shoulder. Cold salt air grazing her jaw. “I don’t have time to babysit you.”

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    "Mysophobia, also known as verminophobia, germophobia, germaphobia, bacillophobia and bacteriophobia, is a pathological fear of contamination and germs."

    "You read that off of Wikipedia."

    "That's the point, Omi-kun. I read up on it fer you."

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