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Agustin Loser Bruno had been called about as many nicknames as any other athlete, whether by his family, his friends, his teammates, or even by ex-lovers. Throughout all that, none sounded sweeter than the way that Yuki Ishikawa would whisper, “Agu”; the 's’ seemingly swallowed as Yuki looked up at him. The first time that Yuki had called him Agu instead of Loser, Agus remembered his face turning bright red as he stuttered his way out of the conversation. In no uncertain terms, he had run away and kept savoring the memory as he felt his heart beat seemingly out of his chest.
There was just something about the way Yuki said “Agu” that made Agustin crave to hear him whisper his name again. They were in an awkward phase between being more than friends but less than lovers; that being said, it was clear to anyone with eyes that they both wanted each other. There had been an ongoing betting pool among their teammates, in their international teams, and in their clubs, about who would be the first to confess. To the majorities’ surprise, it was Yuki who had confessed first, asking with a fierce look for a date after the end of their club season, all the while calling Agustin ‘Agu’, further enamoring Agustin.
At the mere uttering of ‘Agu’ from Yuki’s lips, Agustin would follow him around with a cheesy smile as he would respond with a disgustingly sweet nickname. The name itself would make Agus feel all warm inside and would even make him quickly wrap his arms around Yuki's waist to keep him close to him.
Agus loved the way Yuki fit perfectly with him, from their height difference to the way Agus could still carry him. Agus was hopelessly enamoured, and everyone around them knew; the only person who possibly didn’t realize was Yuki. Their teammates, even in a fairly new team, could tell just how whipped Agus was as any call from Yuki was responded with, “Yes, my love,” “Of course, mi vida,” and “Whatever you say, precioso.”
With all the constant mentions of Agu, several of their teammates, including Simone Giannelli and Oleh Plotnytskyi, used it to get his attention. Falling down laughing as their usually steadfast middle blocker seemingly became a puppy, thinking it was Yuki that was calling for him. They could obviously see the disappointment settle in his eyes as his bright smile turned into a glare towards the two.
After a particularly grueling practice, Agus flopped over to where Yuki was sitting, watching film of their recent games and comparing it to their practices on their couch, and put his head on Yuki’s lap. With his eyes closed, he felt Yuki’s hand slowly reach toward his head and start to give him a massage, basically lulling him to bed. As his eyes slowly closed, he felt a pair of warm lips give him a small kiss on his forehead, followed by Yuki’s small voice whispering “Te amo Agu.” Agus tried to fight back against his sleep to try to say it back, but instead, all he could do was snuggle deeper into Yuki.
Agus woke up still laying in the same position he had fallen asleep, and Yuki had stayed sitting up so Agus wouldn’t wake. Looking up from his favorite space in the world, Agus raised his hand to trace over Yuki’s face; he couldn’t help but admire his love’s beautiful face. In his eyes, Yuki was perfect. As he gently cupped Yuki’s face, he realized that Yuki had fallen asleep sitting down to not rouse Agus awake, even though they were both worn out after an exhausting practice. At the realization, Agus quickly got up, trying hard not to wake Yuki up. He scooped Yuki up and bridal carried Yuki to their bed. When he went to lay him down, Yuki rustled awake and clung onto Agus, pulling him down with him in their bed. Agus let out a laugh as he pulled Yuki into a kiss. At the end of their kiss, Agus told Yuki, “I love you so much, nene.” before pulling him into another kiss.
As they broke apart, Yuki sat up just to yelp as Agus rolled over and pressed his face to Yuki’s collarbone, giving him butterfly kisses up to his neck and finally one to his lips. Agus groaned as Yuki lightly pushed him away, saying, “Go to sleep, Agu, your eyes are so tired and red.” With a huff, Agus got off Yuki and laid beside him, wrapping his arms around Yuki’s waist and bringing him in closer.
Agus' eyes finally closed just for Yuki’s eyes to burst open and hurriedly face Agus and shake him awake. Yelling, “Agu! Wake Up! What do you mean you love me? What do you mean, like actually love me, or just a silly in-the-moment I love you?” After getting no response and just hearing the small snores that were leaving Agus, Yuki slunk back under the covers and back into Agus' arms.
With Yuki back in his arms, Agus tightened his arms around him and whispered, “Don’t you know it, precioso, I am obsessed with you and so ridiculously in love with you. Every day, no matter if I am happy, tired, sad, or mad, the only thing I look forward to is having you in my arms. I love everything about you, from the way you manage to make everyone around you become completely enamoured with you, to the way you live and breathe volleyball.”
After a moment that felt like an eternity, Yuki turned to face Agus, gently snaking his arm underneath Agus’ torso with a bright smile that made Agus' heart beat so loudly he worried that Yuki could hear it. “I love you, puppy, I love you so much, my Agu,” said Yuki as he held onto his lover with all his might. With pursed lips, Yuki continued, “I think I have loved you since the first time we met, even back in 2020. I might not have understood what was going on, but all I knew was that I wanted your eyes on me forever.”