Welcome to trash hell

Best date of his life. The moment they locked their eyes in, Shouyou had forgotten about everyone and everything that was surrounding them.

A nice dinner, where they talked about everything and anything. He wished that Atsumu had asked him out way sooner, as he felt they missed so much time that they could have spent together. 

A nice walk in the nearby park, where they got lost in the crowd. 

A nice cup of coffee that Shouyou prepared in his apartment for Atsumu. 

A nice warm kiss on the lips, that sent Shouyou to heaven. He had never tasted sweeter lips in his entire life. 

“I think I should go, Shouyou-kun,” Atsumu said, despite his heart not wanting to leave Shouyou. 

“Stay!” Shouyou demanded, as he grabbed Atsumu’s hands. 

Atsumu opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn’t figure out what. He was so perplexed, yet touched by Shouyou’s request. 

“I mean,  you can stay, if you want,” Shouyou looked at his feet, after realizing his lack of manners. 

There was no way he could say no to him. First date, and Atsumu realized that he would do anything that Shouyou asked him to do. 

Bad day. At least, he was about to reach their apartment, and see her again. That was the only thing that had been on his mind. 

He opened the door, and the first thing that caught his attention was her humming. Immediately, all the stress that he was carrying over his shoulders were lifted. 

“Lenore?” 

He found her on the balcony, glazing over. She turned around, and their eyes locked in. 

“Listen to this,” she said as she gave him one of her earbuds. 

It was the day he was waiting the most. Finally, the last book of his favorite fantasy series was being released! 

After snatching one of the last books available, Sebastian was already planning the rest of his evening, which consisted of a nice pizza and enjoying how the story ends. He was so ready to know the faith of several characters of the novel. 

Until he saw Farmer crying on a nearby bench, while holding the book that he had just bought. 

He took a deep sigh, he couldn’t let her bow her eyes out. 

 “Hey, what’s wrong?” Sebastian asked, as he sat down next to her. 

“X dies at the end! Can you believe it?!” The Farmer said, as she sobbed and try to calm herself. 

Sebastian hugged her tightly, trying to comfort her. 

“It’s gonna be alright…” Until his mind finally caught up with what the Farmer just revealed.  

“What do you mean X dies in the end?”

But the Farmer was such a mess, that when she tried to talk, it was completely unintelligible. 

“Wanna go and grab some pizza with me?” Sebastian surprised himself with that question, but maybe it would be a great time for both of them. 

Farmer looked at him for the longest time, before nodding. 

Without even realizing, Takao had fallen asleep. While doing some chores, he had decided to take a small nap, but it had already been two hours since then. As he was waking up, he heard the door being opened. 

He quickly washed up his face, before greeting his partner. 

“Shin-chan!” 

But Takao had forgotten about a small detail.

“Is that my hoodie?” Midorima asked, still standing in front of their entrance. 

Takao looked down, and quickly realized that at some moment he had gotten cold, and chose to wear his partner’s cozy hoodie. 

“No?” 

After placing his backpack on the closest table, Midorima approached Takao, and stared at his partner as if he was studying him. 

“Shin-chan?” So many years together, yet Takao still blushed when Midorima was so close. 

They had both been waiting for that special day for so long, and now, after taking the vows, it was time for their first dance as a married couple. 

Shouyou held Atsumu’s hand and looked straight into his eyes. Nervous and excited. 

But as soon as the song started to play, Atsumu took Shouyou, right into the middle of the dance floor. 

And it was like the world had stopped, and only his new husband existed. 

When they adopted Nigou, Aomine had been really clear: That the dog was Kuroko’s sole responsibility, and he wouldn’t take part in anything to do with the puppy. After all, it was his partner’s idea to get a pet. 

It worked like that… For a while. Aomine did his best on being indifferent to the pup. Until one day, his partner left in a rush, and the dog didn’t have any food left. 

“What? Don’t look at me like that,” Aomine said to Nigou.

But Nigou kept staring at Aomine, while moving his tail. 

“Fine, but only this time. Don’t think you have won me over or anything,” he complained. 

And so, it began. Soon, Aomine found himself checking Nigou’s bowl, or taking him on walks when Kuroko was unable to do so. 

“It doesn’t mean anything, Tetsu!” Aomine said, as he got out with Nigou outside. 

Kuroko shook his head, and smiled. What a lie.

However, Kuroko wasn’t aware of how far Nigou had won over Aomine, until he had to stay late at work. He found the apartment really peaceful and quiet, which raised some suspicions. 

As he entered their bedroom. Kuroko couldn’t be more surprised. Aomine was sleeping with Nigou at his side, despite how many times his partner had said that the dog wasn’t allowed to rest there. 

They hadn’t been dating for a long time. Every “first milestone” they achieved was nerve wracking, still figuring out how the other person reacted. Yet, both of them agreed it just felt right. 

Winter afternoon, a nice walk in the park. Not a lot to see, maybe just a couple of kids playing with the snow. 

Sousuke was trying hard to follow whatever Makoto was saying, but the truth was that he was eager to grab his new partner’s hands. Was it silly?

“Sousuke?” Makoto suddenly stopped. 

He was in trouble! He needed to think something quick, and the only thing he could come up with was to get rid of his gloves. So he put them in his back pockets, and took a deep breath. 

“Are you okay, Sousuke?” Makoto got closer, wondering if he was feeling ill all of the sudden. 

“My hands are cold,” Sousuke whispered. 

“Huh? What was that?”

“My hands are cold, Makoto!” The moment those words came out of his mouth, Sousuke wished that the ground would swallow him. 

Makoto took a quick glance at his date, and immediately held his hands. They weren’t really cold, but he wasn’t going to complain. In fact, he thought he looked so cute at that moment. 

“Better,” Sousuke said, again in an almost unintelligible voice. 

Being away from him was hard. He was aware that at this point, he should have gotten used to that distance between them. That night the nostalgia was hitting him pretty hard. 

He did everything right: Focus on work, on his friends, his hobbies. Yet, when the night arrived, nothing could feel the hole that Shouyou had left. 

A letter. Atsumu opened his eyes wide, as he didn’t expect to receive one. 

But he was wrong, as he recognized immediately the hand writing on the envelope. He thought he could jump all over the place, so happy to receive something made by his partner. 

He was about to open the letter, when he realized he needed to take care of some stuff, such as putting his phone on “no disturb." He went to the balcony, and sat on the floor. It was the perfect place to read his letter in peace. 

Nervous, yet excited. His hands were shaking, but he finally opened the letter. 

His heart was pounding with each sentence he read. The final I love you, Atsumu-san almost made him explode with happiness. 

So many old boxes, so little time, Sousuke thought. Yet, it was clear that it was about time to get rid of so much stuff that they had accumulated through the years. 

He quickly went through the first boxes, nothing but garbage. Such a relief. If every single one of them was like that, then the cleaning would be faster than he had originally thought. 

Until he found it. He took the plushie out of the box, and just stared at it, taking him back to a time that seemed so distant. 

“What did you find, Sousuke?” Makoto asked, as he was getting ready to help. 

Sousuke turned around, and showed him an old plushie of an orca. 

“You kept this? After all this time?”

Makoto opened his eyes wide, and sat next to his partner. 

“Of course, I did! You won this for me on our first date, remember?” 

Neither of them, back then, thought that their relationship would flourish like this, and now they were busy with cleaning their garage. 

“I think I need to send him to the cleaners,” Makoto said, as he played with the plushie.