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    “So, you constantly knocking my books to the floor is…?”

    “Flirting,” Feng Xin admits, scratching the back of his neck as his cheeks tint pink, “yes.”

    “And the spitballs?”

    Mhm, Feng Xin hums, “Flirting.”

    “What about when you almost broke my hand?”

    “Oh, okay, now that was an accident.”

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    13 Oct 2025

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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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    29 Sep 2025

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    Atsumu bought himself a label maker for his and Sakusa’s 1 year wedding anniversary. The same wedding they neglected to tell their team about.
    So, when Sakusa started showing up to practice with a different label stuck to him everyday, the Jackals couldn’t understand why he tolerated it.

    Until he showed up with a label reading ‘my stupid (un)loving husband’.

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    19 Sep 2025

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    Kiyoomi hates seeing Atsumu cry.

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    18 Sep 2025

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    Kiyoomi takes off his headphones and glimpses a tuft of blond hair. He leans forward in his seat and sees Atsumu practically climbing the barricade, upper body hauled as high as he can over the wall.

    “You didn’t tell me you’re comin’!” Atsumu pouts, voice straining from tiptoeing over the barricade. “You’re here.” His voice is loud enough to break through the noisy gym, Kansai-ben softened with a genuine smile.

    Kiyoomi pulls down his facemask and smiles. The cherry blossoms have bloomed and then withered under the summer sun, Tokyo streets painted in orange and then white as the chill made its way to his genkan, and now the cherry blossoms have grown back.

     

    I’m here. It’s about time.

    Or: Pro volleyball player Miya Atsumu courts a sleep-deprived university student and Sakusa Kiyoomi learns how to love a Division 1 rookie setter over four seasons. (And maybe Kiyoomi learns that it isn’t ideal to have a eureka moment over his feelings during hell week.)

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    17 Sep 2025