Fics like oxymoronic

“Do you have any other questions about gay sex and or my private life, or are you satiated?” Kiyoomi quips unfairly accurately. “Pain in my ass,” Atsumu mutters, receiving a low hum in response. “But no, ‘m all set, thanks.” “Ok,” Kiyoomi stands from the couch, looking down at Atsumu like one might look at a bug, and says, “shall we get started then?” And Atsumu feels the exact moment his soul leaves his body. “Huh?!” miya atsumu and sakusa kiyoomi are two individuals plucked from trees not dissimilar, much to their objections. they’re standoffish and forthright, they live and breathe volleyball and won’t sell themselves short in its regard — another thing they have in common? their completely pathetic and unrequited crushes on their respective close friends. they both need to move on, and what’s the best way to get over someone? by getting under someone else, even if they are your teammate, and next door neighbour.

Fics like oxymoronic

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