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"I'm sorry," kuroo says softly.

"it's okay," kenma replies. he pulls the blanket tighter around his shoulders and keeps his eyes on the tv. he can't cry again. for kuroo's sake.

because he's not mad. he's just hurt.

they're both off balance.

kenma's been distant recently, he's aware of his own behavior. he's just been caught up in work and school. holed up in his office while kuroo tries his best to interact with kenma. kenma just needs one more day to get caught up. he could be writing an essay right now.

but kuroo had enough of the distance. understandably so. but kenma made excuses rather than hearing kuroo out. and then kuroo raises his voice and kenma felt it in his bones. something grating deep within him that made him uncomfortable and scared.

and now they sit at opposite ends of the couch. and kuroo quietly apologizes every so often because he knows kenma doesn't like it when kuroo raises his voice. ultimately, kenma's more frustrated with himself than he is with kuroo.

"come here," kenma whispers and opens his blanket.

kuroo's quick to tuck himself into kenma's arms, curling up and burying his face into kenma's chest. kenma tries to ignore kuroo's sniffling. he can't cry.

a deep breath and kenma offers kuroo quiet comforting words, assuring kuroo that kenma isn't mad.

kenma feels bad.

but not as guilty as kuroo feels with himself.

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i miss him

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Fallen angel

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Sometimes I see a respected mutual in my notes and remember they follow me and I'm like. Should I apologize for what I'm doing here. But they did choose to be in my house

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He's done with them

or tananoya shenanigans ft ennoshita

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white americans think diaspora poc shouldn’t care abt their cultures and people and countries of origin bc they don’t care abt their own so they can’t fathom

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hiruhoshi are both aspec

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gave them period cramps

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"I know."

osamu turns to look at suna. he's in the middle of peeling a tangerine. barely ripe this time of year, but osamu likes them the most when they're sour.

suna doesn't meet osamu's eyes, instead inspecting the tree in the backyard for a fruit that looks ripe enough to eat.

"know what?" osamu asks. he tosses the peel onto the ground and watches the bugs gather around it. "if you're talking about tsumu and that girl he keeps calling my girlfriend, it's nothing like that. he's just jealous she's nice to me."

suna finally turns to face osamu. but he has a frown on his face. "I mean the hitting, osamu."

osamu's blood rushes to his ears. suna can't possibly mean that. no one knows about it.

osamu eats a piece of tangerine, trying to calm his racing heart. "I don't know what you're talking about."

suna leans against the trunk of the tree. he looks unamused at osamu's response. osamu's stomach rolls uncomfortably, and he forces himself to swallow.

"I'd believe that. if aran hadn't also thought something was up with you. even if he can't place his finger on it. and the one time I did ask atsumu if you guys were fighting and he looked at me like I was crazy. but there was still that nasty bruise on your thigh."

osamu looks away. he picks at the stringy parts of the tangerine. an excuse to look like he's thinking it over. or, something like that.

"you can't possibly think I gave that bruise to myself," osamu says. he forces himself to look at suna, to look unbelieving. he wonders if it works.

suna's face doesn't change. osamu looks away again.

"you know that I, out of everyone, would understand, osamu." suna walks over and stops in front of osamu. osamu stares at suna's shoes, the worn, old, dirty black converse he refuses to get rid of.

osamu's mind flashes a picture of the scars on suna's thigh. the scars osamu's helped him keep hidden from the rest of the team.

"it's not like that," he replies weakly.

"whatever it is, stop using atsumu as an excuse."

that gets osamu's attention. the anger in suna's voice almost seems misplaced. "what?"

suna jabs osamu's chest with his finger. "he's your brother and he loves you. if he knew what you were doing, if he knew you used your fights as an excuse for it, it would ruin him, osamu. and you know that. come clean to him- and aran. and if you don't I'll tell them."

a growl tears from osamu's throat. he stands up and pushes suna back. "oh, that's rich coming from you. all your hiding around. I don't threaten to tell tsumu every time you call me at 3 am to tell me you did it again."

suna's eyes shine with anger. no. no wait, those are tears building up. "I don't have the same support system you do. all I have is you," suna's voice cracks. suna blinks a few times. "I'm going back to the dorms. if they don't know by the end of the weekend, I will tell them."

suna spins on his heel and storms off before osamu can answer. he throws his tangerine to the ground, hard enough that it explodes and some of the juice splashes onto his pants. and then he storms into the house, ignoring his mom when she asks what's wrong.

oh. osamu who self harms by hitting himself and causing bruises that he can easily explain away by saying he and atsumu got into a fight...

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I hate working in customer service sometimes bc some of the people don't even hide the fact that they see me as less than human and it is tiring

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scaring the hoes off by giving characters not cute symptoms of mental disorders

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hey, uh. I can see everyone's tags on my posts btw.

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oh. osamu who self harms by hitting himself and causing bruises that he can easily explain away by saying he and atsumu got into a fight...

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“It’s okay to ship m/f!” “Shipping m/f is better than shipping m/m or f/f sometimes!” “Don’t let anybody get you down for shipping a man and a woman together!” Don’t listen any of that. I’m here. I’m going to mandate yaoi and yuri and if you do anything else I will vaporize you out of this world

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Idk if I can put videos here or not,,, but here t the drawings I did for my very 1st tiktok! :D

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I think aran is suspicious about osamu's excuses, but he doesn't have any proof and doesn't know how to talk to osamu about it... and atsumu knows that osamu would never lie to him, but he also thinks that osamu wouldn't ever hide something from him...

oh. osamu who self harms by hitting himself and causing bruises that he can easily explain away by saying he and atsumu got into a fight...