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They/Them 18+/ NSFW 🔞 pls/ Well-known for achieving the holy trifecta of sweetness, smut, and plot/ pfp header by @karmahope2713 ❤️ skts/ kghn/ Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/KHShip/pseuds/KHShip
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Tobio could still see Shouyou, reflected in the window. He hadn’t experienced this honor alone. Forever, they would share this memory.

“The view was worth it,” Tobio smiled.

“Told you so,” Shouyou smiled back.

//fin//
December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Tobio sat back into the chair. He’d literally been on the edge of his seat. He took a deep inhale and let it out, expecting to see his breath in the cold air.

But they weren’t in the mist, in the trees. They were in the temperature-controlled train car.
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
and would be there long after he’d departed this earth.

It was comforting, somehow.

And then the view was yanked out of sight by a building, and another one, their strange, mystical trip to another dimension ended.
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Tobio should be scared by such a solitude, but it was more sublime than scary, more awesome than alarming.
He felt small in the face in the face of so much wonder, humbled to be in the presence of such majesty. Ancient, it had stood before Tobio was even born, +
December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
They were both whispering, even though it was unnecessary. They were alone.

But something about the moment seemed holy, sublime. For a brief interlude, they weren’t just the only two people in the observation lounge, but the last survivors in a world that had moved on.
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
He couldn’t tell which were the ghosts, the fog or the trees. Who haunted who?

“It’s beautiful,” Shouyou said, taking his hand.
Tobio jumped at the sudden sound of his voice, then threaded their fingers together, felt the grounding weight of his touch. “It is.”
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
The trunks stood sentinel, dark tombstones scattered over a graveyard. The light of the sun, not yet visible to the earth, curved its way over the horizon, the faintest glow amplified in the blank canvas of condensation.
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
or a swamp hiding all manner of terrors.

Even through the glass, Tobio somehow felt the early-morning air, surrounding him like a soft down coat, chilling him instead of keeping him warm.

Then, out of the grey, the trees.
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
But there were seats facing the large windows that offered the “view,” so Tobio had a seat and waited for the cafe to open.

That’s when he saw the trees.

It was mist, first. Gloomy yet gleaming in the pre-dawn. It clung to the ground, some sort of ancient bog, +
December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
It was nearly sunrise, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He decided to walk over to the café car, maybe get a cup of coffee, start his day, even though they were only halfway through the marathon trip.

The coffee wasn’t ready yet, not until six. +
December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Maybe it was, during the day, and on a full nights’ sleep. But the train had been driving through the night for nearly twelve hours, and trying to fit his 188 centimeters into a cramped seat hadn’t been restful at all.
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December 8, 2025 at 4:02 AM
I'm so close to being done but tomorrow is the deadline aaaaaaaa
December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
They were roommates.

They were teammates.

They were friends.

They were more, much more than any of those things.

“I’m so in love with you, Atsu.”

“I love ya so fuckin’ much, Omi.”

//fin//
December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Even though Atsumu thought Kiyoomi’s taste in music was utter garbage. Even though they could never agree on a chore schedule or how clean a kitchen needed to be to be considered “clean.”
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December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Kiyoomi sharing his notes so Atsumu didn’t fail his midterm.

A smile at an inside joke that only the two of them understood.

They weren’t just compatible in bed. They actually enjoyed each other’s company. Even though Kiyoomi might grumble at Atsumu’s choice of movies on Friday nights. +
December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Sure, they usually made up for it in the morning. But together, they discovered that there were different types of intimacy, ways of connecting even when they were fully clothed.

Atsumu helping Kiyoomi with his stretches when his muscles were tight.
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December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
The sex was still amazing, but now, Kiyoomi let Atsumu cuddle him. And after they both took a shower, Atsumu would even get to hold Kiyoomi all night long.

Some nights they stayed up so late keeping their assignments turned in that there wasn’t any time left to turn each other on.
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December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
and making the two of them do extra conditioning in punishment.

“I’m coming, I’m fucking—/nghhhhh!/”

“Me too, take it, take it all, /ah, ah,/ fuck!”

Even though some things stayed the same, many other things changed.
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December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Hard-fought wins were celebrated wins with passionate kisses in the locker room. Their service ace competition each game decided who was topping that night.

They weren’t allowed to be the last two in the gym, after an incident that had Meian screaming for eye bleach +
December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Atsumu’s grades had never been higher.

“Close, don’t stop—”

“Let me see you fall apart.”

Of course, they were still teammates. They’d never been so synchronized, playing together like a well-oiled machine, even if their lovey-dovey bullshit made the rest of the team roll their eyes and gag. +
December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
especially when Atsumu stayed up all night trying to shove an entire quarter’s worth of information into his tired brain.

Kiyoomi was at his wits’ end when he stumbled upon a solution.

Cock for C’s, Blowjobs for B’s, Ass for A’s. The benefits of being friends with benefits.
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December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
They didn’t just do that. They still studied together, God knew Atsumu needed the help. He thought deadlines were suggestions, used to waiting until the last possible minute so the procrastination juice would kick in. It drove Kiyoomi up a wall, +
December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
“Please, wanna come, wanna come—”

“Better put that ass to work then. Bounce on my cock, baby. That’s it. Just like that.”

Roommates who fucked.

“Y’re so deep, I can’t fuckin’ breathe.”

“You’re gorgeous. Fuck, you take me so well.”
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December 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM