Go Drink Some Water You Bitch

INDIRECTS.

summary : in which you & suna rintarō are table partners, now turned best friends, who are desperate for something more between each other & are cluelessly making indirect posts about each other without even knowing.

➸ 13 : promise.

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— a/n : gahh & this marks the end of indirects !! thank u sososo much to everyone who has been reading & supporting this smau, m super grateful for it all <3 it has been such a joy to read through all ur comments in each update ahhh. i hope uve enjoying reading indirects & i hope u cuties have an amazing day !!!! xx

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<Headcanon>

Suga used to wear braces, but got them off at some point during highschool!

Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

THATS MY HUSBND AAAAHHHH SO HANDSOME!!!!!🩷💕❤️❤️💕💕❤️🩷❤️🩷💕

Lmao no worries hubby takes care of me 🥵 (lmao but fr I’ve learned when I need to take proper breaks and such!!)

YESSSS THATS still one of my favorite jokes, and I say it ALL the time,, to the point my roommates will quote it with me lmao and none of them have any interest in sports anime whatsoever lmao

okioki good-as long as you don’t overdo it!!

hdhdjd that’s how yk a bit’s made it somewhere lolol

working on chapter 5 rn and i hateeee writing actual words i don’t really i actually love writing its just more of a love/hate kinda thing://

praying i can get this bit over with and get back to the texting bits soon🙏

time for bed !

The first word Atsumu’s little girl says, is a swear word.

It’s not like he was actively trying to get her to swear, honest! If anything, you’d been trying to get her to say either mumma or dadda, jingling toys in her face to encourage her, calling each other such nicknames (the jackals have an absolute field day with it) for her to recognize, but she was not budging. She’d merely giggle or blink confused at the two of you being wildly dramatic in your actions.

And sure, he should’ve been more careful, but it’s all ‘Samu’s fault!

Well. According to Atsumu, anyways.

“You sure you should be walkin’ around with her while you call me?” Osamu asks, his own phone propped on the register while he counts the receipts from the lunch rush. “I’ll be over in a minute anyways, and you’re not the most… agile.”

“Who you callin’ not agile!” Atsumu whines, scrunching his face up as his little girl paws at his cheeks. “Name one time when I wasn’t agile!” When Osamu opens his mouth to speak, Atsumu cuts him off with a quick “don’t answer that” and a small scowl.

“‘Tsumu, if you can spell agile-“

“I don’t get paid to spell, let alone for free, for you.”

“I’m just sayin’ you’re a little clumsy ‘s all,” his brother defends, stapling the receipts all together. “And I’d hate to have to text your wife that you dropped the baby, while tryin’ to tell me you’re not clumsy.”

“I’m so hurt you think so low of me,” Atsumu whines. “I’m just carrying my kid around, what’s the worst-“

Before he can finish his sob story, a loud THWAK! rings out in the room, so loud it even causes Osamu to look up; he slow smirk curls on his lips, and a smug ‘you okay?’ falls unsympathetically, while Atsumu’s face pales, and he sinks his teeth into his lower lip. It wobbles in pain, and his eye twitches to try and hide the tears that well in his waterline, and who the fuck decided to put a coffee table right there anyways-

“FFFFF-UCK!” The blonde screams, eliciting squealy giggles from his daughter, and deep chuckles from his traitor of a brother. “O-oh my God, what the fuck! Jesus Christ, I thought we’d moved this fuckin’ thing!”

His body fills with nausea as he struggles to not burst into tears in front of his brother, his child still laughing with absolutely no remorse or sympathy, that little monster. Slowly, and with a grunt of pain with every step, Atsumu limps over to the couch, setting his child and phone down to cradle his possibly broken toe. Osamu, still wheezing from his laughter, merely rolls his eyes as he listens to his brother struggle, a sigh to further calm himself easing past his lips.

“Jeez, dude, ya stubbed your toe, how bad could it-“

“Shut the fuck up, I feel like I’m going to puke!” Atsumu snarls, panting and groaning in pain. “I think I fuckin’ broke it-“

“Oi, watch your mouth-“

“Oh, what, ya think your niece is finally gonna fuckin’ say her first word, we’ve been trying to get her to fuckin’ say something for the past fuckin’ eight months-“

“Fffahk!” The toddler parrots, with absolute perfect timing. Her tiny eyebrows furrow, as if the word feels strange on her tongue, and if Atsumu thought he was going to puke before, now the bile was actually rushing up his throat. Osamu cackles on the other end, his face red and body squirming as he laughs freely, hands even coming down to smack his leg. This, in turn, causes his niece to pick up Atsumu’s phone and look at her uncle, cooing happily at the sight.

“Oh my god, I needed that today, whew!” He wipes a tear from his eyes as Atsumu slowly brings the phone up to his face, still pale but only now because his child said her first word, and it was so far from the words he’d wanted her to say.

“Oh I’m so divorced-“

“Oh, you so are.”

“Uh… what do I gotta pay you to not tell my wife, your best friend and the love of my life about this?”

“Oh, trust me ‘Tsumu,” osamu begins with a sigh, grabbing his phone to head to the kitchen and make his twin his promised lunch. “There is not a thing you could pay me that could keep me quiet from this.”

“‘Samu please, be merciful, I don’t ask ya for much-“

“Okay, now that’s funny.”

Sure enough, just a minute later, his phone buzzes with a text from you, excitedly asking what your two year old’s first word was.

“OSAMU!”

“Osss…mu!”

“Oh now you start talking.”

Wait a minute…

I’ve been here before…

IM SCAREDDDDD

"he would not fucking say that" i say with disgust, but im not talking about characterization im talking about his, like, vocabulary

New hq special oneshot

playful suga banter lol

I literally love suga sm

The way Kuroo knew it was him lol