#omi is clingy and I have proof

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This whole week felt endless, with the calender year coming to an end, staying at the office for extra hours with more and more work piling over, you couldn't even breathe for a second.

Today had been extra stressful with the annual meeting coming up next week,setting up all the necessary documents and finishing up any pending documents you'd need. You finally came home at 12,exhausted and drained from the day.

You'd assumed your boyfriend must've slept off coz of his tight schedule, only to found him dozing off a bit but trying his hardest to stay awake while he watched something on the TV. "Omi, you didn't have to" you said softly, he jerked wide awake at the sound of your voice "hi baby, and yes I had to, got to welcome my amazing talented girlfriend" he said as he wrapped his arms around you. "Omi omi, lemme go freshen up at least" " Let's stay like this for a bit,please" he pleaded with his puppy eyes that he knew you could never say no to, " fine! But just for a few mins Kay?" " yes princess" he said in his raspy sleepy voice as he tightened his grip around you and rested against your stomach. Sakusa Kiyoomi might seem like a stoic guy who detests physical contact but with you, he's so clingy and affection, it's adorable, only you can see this side of him and you find yourself thanking every star in the universe to have found someone like him. Sakusa Kiyoomi might seem like a intimidating person but if you take the time to get to know him, he's a big softie, he doesn't show it often but his actions speak louder than his words ever could.

You tried moving away after a few mins but he wouldn't budge! "Omi omi, wake up, I've to go freshen up, I'm all stinky right now" " but you're my stinky" he said, pouting like a child at you. " I promise I'll be back soon okay?" " okay fineeeee" he said childishly as he cuddled up on the couch with a pillow.You smiled at him sleeping peacefully ,he looked so pretty with his curls falling over his face with the two pretty moles decorating his forehead and his pretty eyelashes resting on the apple of his cheeks, he looked ethereal. You'd never fail to understand how you both even ended up together but destiny has its own ways I guess!

You quickly freshened up and changed into your pj's only to find omi sleeping peacefully on the couch. You tried waking him up and he stirred awake after a few mins and smiled at your form," get up sleepy head, let's go to bed" he started pouting again, making grabby hands. You sighed and pulled him up,he clinged onto your form like a koala as you made your way to the bedroom. You first settled him down on the bed and put the comforter over his form and went off to shut the lights when he caught your arm " rest please now" " just gimme a min babe" you replied as you quickly shut off the lights. Omi started making grabby hands again as you cooed at him adorably and snuggled up next to him. He stroked your hair silently and kissed your forehead, " I love you so much,thank you for existing and making my life so colourful " he whispered as you held onto him tightly " I love you too omi,I don't know what I'd do without you" you said into the thin air of the night,with Kiyoomi by your side,everything felt alright, for a moment, you felt content and happy with the love your life in your arms holding you tight.

AN:- Thank you so much @violentcloudchaser for sending omi's fanart that essentially inspired me to write this,also a big thanks to @itsmiyamore for giving me amazing ideas! I wrote this at 4 in the morning so please ignore any errors coz I couldn't proof read it😭

Reblog are highly appreciated ♡ hope y'all have a wonderful day 💖

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━ fake love

a kagetsukki fic i’ll go back to write once every blue moon.

━ chapter two

“k-kei..” tobio curses himself at the stuttering because, come on, it’s tsukishima kei. why did the universe hate him so much?

the blonde raises his eyebrow at him, “how long were you out on the balcony, tobio?”

god, he’ll never get used to the way his name sounds rolling off kei’s tongue.

“u-um, not a long time.” tobio tries to play it cool, he hopes that’s what it looks like. “maybe 3 minutes?”

kei’s eyes narrow behind his glasses and tobio is for once thankful that shouyou shows up out of nowhere, jumping between the two giants who both have an easy 20cm+ over him.

“there you two are!” the ginger exclaims, and it’s easy to tell how drunk he is. “tadashi was convinced you guys had left, but i knew you wouldn’t!”

“why were you looking for us in the first place?” tobio speaks, and he’s grateful to catch a break from the bad luck as his voice sounds even.

shouyou’s grin widens, attempting to drag the two boys. “to play truth, dare, or take-a-shot!”

tobio is graced with the knowledge of oikawa’s presence as he pops in from behind him, “hey, chibi-chan! are hajime and i allowed to join, too?”

“of course!” if hinata wasn’t obviously drunk off his ass, tobio wouldn’t definitely thrown him against the wall.

and tobio remembers what kei said earlier to kuroo, or maybe to himself—i’m not drunk enough for this. it’s evident kei’s a full-blown liar tonight when copper eyes meet deep blue, the taller humming and breaking away from hinata to tug tobio to where he hears the most commotion.

“come on, king. neither of us are drunk enough to be here, might as well make it even.”

tobio’s thankful that he’s distanced from oikawa, but he knows that kei isn’t okay, because when even the smarty-pants tsukishima kei wants to get drunk off his ass, there’s problems.

“kei, are you sure—”

“christ, king, live a little, will you?” to try and get his point across, a bottle of beer is shoved to his lips by the blonde and he can’t help but swallow the contents.

okay, maybe kei is a little too drunk.

“tadashi!” tobio calls when they enter the room where he finds everyone in, “your best friend is going to die of alcohol poisoning.”

his comment is barely registered by the green-haired idiot. tobio sighs, wondering why he thought that yamaguchi wouldn’t be piss-drunk as well.

so, he sits a clingy kei down on the couch behind tadashi, who is leaning against the black leather. tobio sits next to kei as shouyou comes back into the room, followed by oikawa and iwaizumi.

hinata beelines for the spot on the floor next to yamaguchi and leans on tobio’s knees before declaring the start of truth, dare, or take-a-shot.

nishinoya spins the bottle in the middle of the lopsided circle they created, to see who goes first. the bottle lands on daichi.

“hm...” tobio doesn’t pay attention to whatever the group decides to make daichi do. his attention is instead caught by kozume, playing on his psp in some dimly-lit corner of the room. and without surprise, kuroo is there, talking to him in a way that reminds him of shouyou, or bokuto. maybe even those guys from johzenji.

and he’d never say it aloud to kei—he’s not risking the iffy almost-friendship they’ve made in the year—but kuroo looks so happy. is that what being in love makes you look like? is that what i looked like with oikawa?

he coughs himself away from the thought and decides to lean forward and grab a shot off the floor, drinking for the hell of it.

“tsukki!” bokuto looks overjoyed when the bottle lands in kei’s direction. tobio almost winces for him but it seems kei’s monotone like always. being with oikawa lowered my guard, tobio grumbles silently. “what should we make you do...”

“kiss the prettiest setter!” nishinoya shouts out his suggestion, eyes sparkling with a familiar mischief. “that’s a thing you guys have, right?” he looks around the room for confirmation, “the pretty setter squad?”

tobio stifles a grin at the mention of the pretty setter squad—a group chat formed by none other than oikawa tooru.

kei pinches the bridge of his nose. tobio wonders just how well he can handle his alcohol because kei looked like a drunkard five minutes ago. “you didn’t even ask truth or dare.”

no one really pays attention to kei as a discussion ensues.

“if he were to kiss the prettiest setter, he’d have to kiss keiji! i’m not allowing that!” bokuto humphs and wraps his arms around a rather tired-looking akaashi.

“in my opinion, it’s obviously kou—”

“shut up, sawamura, we already know you’re heads over heels for mr. refreshing. i’m the real pretty setter, but sorry glasses-kun, i can’t be kissed!”

tobio jolts in his spot after hearing oikawa’s voice and tries his best to not look in the general direction his voice came from.

“i think the prettiest setter is tobio-kun!”

tobio chokes after hearing miya atsumu’s voice, tone cheerful and suggestive. he looks up to find everyone staring between the two of them in amusement while atsumu winks at him.

“i agree,” sakusa mumbles from his corner, and atsumu’s head whips around to turn to him.

“omi-kun!” he screeches, “you’re supposed to say it’s me!”

“i don’t like you.”

“kiss the prettiest setter...” it seems kei has given up trying to get the others to let him choose between truth or dare, something that takes tobio by surprise.

drunk kei equals a weird kei, he comes to conclude.

“well, who are you gonna kiss, tsukki?” tadashi taunts and kei eyes his best friend before looking around the room.

the silence of anticipation that follows after tadashi’s question is broken by kuroo, “i think kenma is—”

and tonight marks the day tobio began cursing kuroo tetsurou because the next thing he knows, kei’s hands are at his waist, pulling their bodies flush together in order to interlock their lips.

yeah, no. tobio wasn’t drunk enough for this.

(not proof-read, ofc)