Fics like maybe today I’ll say yes

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.)

Fics like maybe today I’ll say yes

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