Fics like a haunted house with a picket fence

“My mother hugged me at my university graduation,” he says suddenly, the memory playing on loop in his head. He’d thought at first that she and Father had only shown up for the appearances, but then standing on the side of the road outside the venue, Kiyoomi still in his robes and Dad in the car, she had stepped towards him and wrapped her arms around him, squeezed him like she didn’t want to let go. It was the first and only time she has hugged him since he was seven years old. He swears, as she pulled away, she had whispered ‘I’m sorry.’ He'd had a panic attack as soon as they drove off, crying alone on the pavement until Aunt Mio was able to pick him up and take him back to her house because she refused to drop him at his apartment all alone. “It doesn’t seem like she does that a lot,” it comes out of Atsumu’s lips as an almost-whisper. Kiyoomi shakes his head. “She doesn’t." Kiyoomi takes Atsumu home to Tokyo as his fake boyfriend for Christmas. He doesn't know why he ever thought that would be a good idea. The Sakusas don't take kindly to spectators. Or themselves.

Fics like a haunted house with a picket fence

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