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“Tsukishima,” Yamaguchi snarled from where he was sitting. Something inside of him snapped.
Tsukki felt his blood run cold at hearing his full name. He rose from where he was crouching and turned to look at Yamaguchi slowly.
“Shut. Up.”
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- Part 1 of positions
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Oikawa went silent. Everything Iwaizumi had said were things that had crossed his mind in the last few months. “Iwa-chan, that’s the thing,” he started, his expression saddening. “I’m thinking of staying in Argentina. But you have your whole life here, your career…I couldn’t ask you to come to San Juan and you don’t deserve someone you can’t have by your side.”
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The one where Oikawa comes home from Argentina to visit, and the ground between he and Iwa-chan is shaky.
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- Part 2 of positions
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Lev liked Yaku. Lev caught feelings.
Yaku scowled at how much sleep he lost on that simple conclusion.
He should’ve known, honestly – here he was making Lev out to be the oblivious one, but it was Yaku the whole time. This couldn’t have been the first time Lev had gone out of his way for Yaku or taken the time to make sure he felt good. But it was almost indistinguishable because for all the ways Lev was unaware of his surroundings, or didn’t know how to read the room, he always went above and beyond for people he cared about. He was affectionate and kind, and ever so genuine.
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- Part 3 of positions
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“Tendou,” began Semi, his face expressionless but his voice cautious. “Why do you have a picture of Ushijima on your shelf?”
“Hmm?” Tendou, who’d quieted down after finally starting his schoolwork, hummed, looking up from his notebook. He turned to look back at his desk. “Oh, that? I’m manifesting.”
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- Part 4 of positions
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He was alone. He was 22 years old and he was fucking lonely. Everyone around him had someone. The friends that he’d slept with had always found their people eventually. He never wanted to get to know any of his one-night stands. When he actually liked someone the relationships never got anywhere. And when they did, they fizzled out because the only thing Hinata could see was jet black hair and cobalt blue eyes.
How was it fair that Kageyama could still haunt Hinata after all these years when Kageyama didn’t give a fuck about him?
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- Part 5 of positions
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The prospect of forever appears in Atsumu’s head when Sakusa leans down to kiss him again, deeper this time. His heart blossoms with adoration when the raven-haired man tangles his fingers into his hair and cups his cheek with his free hand.
Sure, Atsumu and Sakusa are in love, they’ve both established this. But as Atsumu flips them over and watches the way Sakusa looks at him with pure, unadulterated trust, he can’t help but think about how the only person in the world for him is the one underneath him.
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- Part 6 of positions
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Akaashi Keiji has one rule for hookups: No kissing.
Whether it’s a stranger or a friend, there’s no room to get attached. It’s better that way. The rule hasn’t failed Akaashi before.
Miya Osamu seems to be determined to break that rule.
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- Part 7 of positions
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“Bokuto-san?” He asks, chopsticks still full of udon.
“Hmm?” Bokuto doesn’t look up from where he’s devouring his okonomiyaki.
“Is there a reason why you won’t let me touch your hair?”
“What do you mean?” Bokuto asks. To the untrained ear, it sounds nonchalant, but Akaashi knows better – there’s a hint of nervousness in Bokuto’s voice.
The dark-haired man holds eye contact, willing himself to be bold. “You don’t let me touch your hair. When we cuddle you hold my hand when I get too close and you insist on fixing your hair yourself,” he clarifies, trying to be direct without seeming too accusatory. “And when we fuck, it’s more like you touching me.”
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- Part 8 of positions