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Kiyoomi groaned and he gently massaged his temple.
He knew it was a bad idea to go to that stupid party last night. It's never a good sign when Kiyoomi forgets himself from alcohol. He should really call Motoya. He knows his cousin was invited too. He remembers Motoya walking in with Osamu and Suna, all of them clung to each other's sides like usual. He was already steadily drinking by that point, having gotten there early for fuck knows why. He remembers Atsumu bothering him before he blacked out. Something about practice, the last game, and then…
Oh no, a drinking game? Fuck him, Atsumu challenged him to a drinking game after enough tipsy blabbering. He scrambled calmly for his phone, finding it and anxiously typing in the pin. He couldn't remember much, but what he did had him spiraling. He winced at the bright light and opened his call app. His heart just about dropped through his ass when he saw a missed call from Osamu. This is exactly why he didn't trust his drunk self, Osamu never reaches out. He opens Osamus' contact, having him jokingly saved as ´Better Miya Twin´ on his phone.
It only rings about 3 times before Osamu picks up. Shit. Kiyoomi fucked up this time.
¨Hey Kiyoomi, what's up?¨
¨Nothing much, bad headache from my hangover. You called me though, can I ask why?¨
He heard a laugh. One of Osamu's ´You don't even know what you're asking to hear´ laughs.
¨Ya’ sure ya´ wanna hear this one from me and not ´Toya? It's gonna be a hell of a story for you to process and I know ya’ have more trust in ´Toya when it comes to this stuff¨
Kiyoomi stopped to think. Osamu had a point. If it was truly that crazy he trusted Motoya to give it to him as straight as he could, given he probably drank too.
¨Yeah, I'd rather hear it from Motoya.¨
Osamu gave another laugh before it turned into a long sigh.
¨Ya’ and ´Sumu have impeccable timing. Damn soulmates. Sorry but ´Sumu is callin´ back too, can ya’ call ´Toya?¨
Kiyoomi let out a small hum of approval and hung up, finding Motoya´s contact and calling him.
He instantly picked up and Kiyoomi had to hold back the (admittedly affectionate) mental comparison to a dog.
¨Omi! I heard you talking to ´Samu so I knew you'd call.¨ He let out an airy giggle.
Kiyoomi only sighed. ¨So you know what I need to ask about, yeah?¨
Motoya let out a happy hum. ¨Sure do. So, Atsumu last night, right? You probably remember that much.¨
Kiyoomi quietly groaned as Motoya giggled more.
¨So, my boyfriends and I got there, of course. You were already a bit buzzed, I could tell. He walks over and is tipsy too, rambling on and on. Of course this makes you drink more. You're already almost to properly drunk for you, which is in a way impressive. Atsumu makes the dumb decision to challenge you to a drinking match, and you're so loose you agree.¨
Kiyoomi is nodding quietly as he listens. Processing all this. So he remembered everything right…
¨Well by this point, everyone is losing their shit watching. All of your guys' friends and family there gather around. Some of your teammates were definitely recording. Suddenly, after you chug this cherry vodka mix, he grabs your chin and forces your mouth open, pouring some whisky he was just drinking into your mouth. From here it only gets worse, you two keep suggestively helping the other drink shots and stuff others are passing. At some point you took off your shirt and let some drip down, Atsumu licked it off you, it was crazy man¨
Kiyoomi goes bright red. Fuck, he really did act up this time. What the hell was he thinking, all of that, with Atsumu Miya of all people? Of course Kiyoomi found him cute, but with Atsumu who couldn't? He found him annoying and too charming, too full of himself. So why the hell did he get so loose?
¨… Is that it Motoya?¨ He barely manages to force out.
His cousin breaks into a full laugh, hearing Suna gently call to ask if he's ok.
¨Oh no. See, after this whole show, you two stumble off into a corner. I was pretty drunk myself but I'm pretty sure I saw you two kissing. I looked back after a while and your guys' hands were going crazy over each other. Then after making out you two stumbled out of the place together. Think Samu ended up driving you two home! But there was a long while between you guys stumbling out and Samu finding you guys to take you home.¨
Kiyoomi was quiet, still from shock. Did he seriously hook up with Atsumu?
He took a deep breath.
¨Motoya, you know my scent well, right?¨
Kiyoomi could almost hear the innocent head tilt from the other end.
¨Course I do, why Kiyoomi?¨
He could barely push the words out his throat. ¨Were you with Osamu when we were driven home? And if so did you catch my scent?¨
Motoya let out a hum as he thought. ¨Hmmm… I didn't really. But to answer the question I think you're digging at, check your neck.¨
Kiyoomi narrowed his eyes and used his phone camera to try and see what the hell Motoya was on about. He slowly looked over his neck before his eyes caught it. A clear bite mark, right below his gland. He gulped.
¨It was that obvious? And… Did I have it before wandering off with Atsumu?¨
Motoya laughed again. ¨It was! And you didn't, I can confirm that fact. Ask anyone for the videos from before. No bite mark.¨ His tone was light and bubbly but definitely teasing. Kiyoomi wasn't one to blush, but he felt a slight warm tug at his cheeks.
¨I… Have to go and think about this. Thank you, Motoya.¨ He gently rubbed at his eyes. He just made quite the mess for himself.
¨Course! Reach out any time to me, Suna, or Samu. We'll all be here, ok?¨ Kiyoomi could hear the smile in his voice, it almost tugged at his own lips, but he didn't let it.
¨Yeah. Talk later.¨ He clicked the end call button, blankly staring at his phone.
Apparently Osamu or someone else had already gotten to Atsumu, because he had several texts and calls. He sighed and put his phone to the side. He didn't want to deal with that, with Atsumu hating him. As much as he hated Atsumu, for some reason, he hated the thought of it being mutual. He liked that no matter how bitchy or cold he was, Atsumu would still be as obnoxious, cocky and bubbly as ever.
He wanted Atsumu to love him more then he quietly hated himself.
And he guesses that's why he can't bring himself to love Atsumu Miya either.