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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Filled up my last Bingo Board, working on the next!

KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Kiyoomi’s not in the habit of letting his emotions run away with him, but he decides to make an exception, just this once.

He lets the tears fall.

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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

The dream bleeds out of him, heavy, ugly, and it releases something within him. He sniffles and nearly dies of embarrassment.

Miya’s firm hand rubs along his shoulder blade. “It’s alright. I gotcha.”
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Their chests touch, their hearts beating against each other’s.

Kiyoomi expects Miya to let go right away, but he holds him close. Ten seconds go by. Twenty. Kiyoomi melts into the embrace, buries his face into Atsumu’s shoulder.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Miya holds out his hands, his reach tentative.

“What are you doing?” Kiyoomi whispers.

“Can I hug you?”

Kiyoomi nods again.

Miya gently takes the mug from his trembling hands, puts it on the counter. He wraps his arms around Kiyoomi’s body, one over his shoulder, the other around his waist.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Atsumu sets down his mug and phone. “I heardja.”
“Heard me what?”

“Cryin’.”

Kiyoomi’s hand shoots up to his face, but it is dry. /How could Miya have—/

“Y’sounded asleep. Moanin’. Sobbin’. Bad dream?”

Kiyoomi could lie, could change the subject.

Instead, he nods slowly.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Bokuto stays up late talking to his boyfriend in Tokyo.

Miya? He’s still an enigma.

An enigma that’s staring at him. “What?” Kiyoomi asks over the rim of his mug.

“You okay, Omi?”

The anxiety Kiyoomi has carefully set aside returns with a stab between his shoulder blades. “I’m fine.”
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

“Shou made it, he’s been up since five,” Miya laughs. “Said something ‘bout a sunrise meditation.”

The four of them are still getting used to each other, figuring out the routines, working out the kinks. Hinata gets up early to run before they even go to practice, +

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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Atsumu’s already there, humming to himself at the counter, scrolling through his phone.

“You’re up early.” It’s one of the few times Kiyoomi’s grateful he’s been forced into shared housing. Fresh coffee awaits him in the pot, courtesy of his roommate. He pours himself a cup. “Thanks.”
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

This voice isn’t so easily silenced. He reminds himself that he likes being solitary. Even so, he has friends. Lovers aren’t so easy to find, but he’s made a good life for himself anyway.

He takes a deep breath and lets his pulse return to baseline. He pads to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

He’s got a college degree and a million yen stashed away in a savings account. He’d be able to find a job. He never had to go back to that place. Never again.

/What if you never find anyone who cares about you, and die alone?/
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

But the trauma that informed the vision still remains. Kiyoomi’s been through therapy, has come to terms with his parents and what they did to him, knows no one can hurt him any longer.

/What if you get injured, and have to move back home?/
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

He tries to look on the bright side in the cloudy gloom. /At least I got a full night’s sleep./ He turns off his alarm and sits up, burying his face in his hands, trying to slough off the remnants of the panicked dream like a snake shedding a skin that no longer serves it.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

He hears a voice. /This is a dream./

Adult Kiyoomi opens his eyes.

He’s still panting, his heart still racing. His gummy eyes stare up at the white ceiling of his Osaka apartment. It’s dark outside, maybe too early for the sun.

His alarm goes off not a minute later.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

His hands, already small, shrink. So does the rest of him. He’s disappearing.

He gasps for air, but it won’t come, he can’t breathe. His heart pounds in his ears as he goes under, the blackness taking him back to where he was born, rectifying the error of his existence once and for all.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

/No,/ Kiyoomi wants to protest weakly, but his breaths are sobs and his eyes are blurry. The acrid smell of urine stings his nostrils. Has he wet the bed? Filthy, Dirty. He’d never do such a thing. His hands move faster, faster, searching for a solace that evades him on every turn.
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

His parents, their facial features replaced by silver, black, and white static, look down impassively. They’re so much taller than he is.

He is only eight years old.

“We never wanted you.”

“You were a mistake. You /are/ a mistake.”
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 17h

Early // sfw teammate skts // tw nightmare, parental trauma

Kiyoomi is naked.

He paws through his dresser, tiny fingers catching on endless shirts and shorts and pants and socks. No underwear. How can he be expected to dress without the first layer of protection against an unknown, cruel world?
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KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · 1d

If you've been waiting for me to finish before starting this bad boy, well have I got news for you!!! IT'S DONE pls enjoy!!!

KH Ship @khship.bsky.social · Sep 11

What better way to celebrate #kagehina day than by posting a new fic where Hinata waxes poetic about the love of his life??? yes it's a skts fic I apologize for nothing link in reply 💖