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- Haikyuu!! (12)
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Usually, their festivities go like this: Christmas Eve with immediate family, and then Christmas day with the entire clan. Kiyoomi has always known it to be in this order and delights in spending a moment of peace with his parents before his social battery is put through the most thorough test, even more gut-turning than an away-game in Tokyo. And god only knows how unruly the amalgamation of probably everyone he's ever met in the volleyball sphere gets—seriously, they've gotten noise complaints. Multiple.
But this year, he's finding more and more reasons to have just ambushed his family with Atsumu rather than trying to prep them in advance.
It's Christmas Eve, and his house is packed.
Kiyoomi brings home Atsumu for the holidays. He should have known that, much like himself, they can't get enough of him.
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- Part 9 of Twitter threads
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"I'm sorry that I did this the day before your birthday because now you have to deal with the stress of my proposal on your birthday, and oh god I'm the worst—" Bokuto continues on like that for approximately six more seconds.
In that amount of time, Akaashi realizes three things.
First of all, this is most likely not a dream. Somehow he's found himself in another version of reality with all the same people in his life. He knows this because all the dairy he consumed earlier is starting to make its presence known in his bowels.
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- Part 8 of Twitter threads
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“Heya Toya-kun, is Omi-Omi in today?”
“Yeah, you want me to–” Before the receptionist could give up any more information, a wall of hellfire erupts right where Atsumu stood, making the angel yelp and fly backward. “Oi!”
“It’s Satan to you, Angel,” a deep, grave voice booms from overhead, shaking the entire ghastly reception area. A couple of screams can be heard resonating from underground, but all noise comes to rest shortly after.
“So he is in today,” Atsumu concludes in singsong.Angel Atsumu's got some work to catch up on his lunch break. Normally he'd refuse, but as they say--what the hell, sure.
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- Part 7 of Twitter threads
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“Thank you for meeting me here today. I’ll keep this short—there’s been a little bit of…” he looks to Oikawa for help. Oikawa does not look up from where he’s typing. “Chatter, in the office recently, and since both of you are the involved parties, I thought I’d clarify this with you directly.”
Sawamura glosses over a file, although it isn’t clear if the papers really have anything of relevance on them. “So what I’ve been hearing is that you two know each other prior to this project…?” His eyes slide cautiously between Bokuto and Akaashi. “Of course, this is all just rumors, but I just wanted to ascertain—”
“We’re divorced,” Akaashi says so plainly. Bokuto lets out a little yelp. Sawamura grimaces a little.
Oikawa finally joins the discussion, a bubbly bark of laughter slipping from his lips. “Isn’t this an HR nightmare?”
Akaashi never thought he'd bump into his ex-husband at work, of all places, 15 years later. The man was across the world, after all. Until he isn't.
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The game show that's playing is the same one that airs every time they have dinner. Challenges designed to make a fool out of its contestants, a prize Kiyoomi hasn't blinked at.
Atsumu loves watching this show, and Kiyoomi loves watching Atsumu.
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- Part 6 of Twitter threads