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Genuine anger, not the petty shit he throws at you when he decides he wants to be an obnoxious turd to yourself or his brother.
You can tell the difference, too, because a petulant pout and attitude is plastered on that pretty face of his, but when he’s genuinely mad, there’s no attitude; it’s just raw emotion and lips pulled in a straight line, his chest giving irregular, short breaths because he can’t breathe. It’s almost scary, but it happens so little that you’ve learned to manage it when it does happen.
This is one of those rare occasions you have no clue which he’s feeling.
The car door outside slams shut, sending a nervous chill up your spine, but it’s immediately squashed when you hear Hisako’s innocent laughter. You smile and turn towards the now opening door, and you give atsumu a fake, sympathetic look when his thick brows are furrowed in frustration. On his leg, Hisako’s tiny arms are wrapped around him, her legs locked around his ankle and her smile that’s missing a tooth is beaming up at him.
“You,” he scolds, looking down at his menace of a six year old. “Go upstairs. And don’t come out until you’re seventy-eight.”
“Can I hug mommy first?”
“If you must,” he growls. With that, Hisako quickly bounds over to you and reaches her arms up for a hug, and while you give her one, you watch as Atsumu paces the floor, cards his hair, chews on his cuticles, anything to make him calm down.
“Daddy’s mad,” she whispers in your ear.
You offer her a snort, “I know.” With a kiss to her head you plant her back to her feet and nudge her to go into her room, waiting until to door closes before you turn back to your husband.
“Atsumu-“
“I’m not ready for this,” he growls. “The little traitor, I can’t believe she’d do this to me- my own flesh and blood.”
“Don’t word it like that, you make it sound like she committed arson or something.”
He softens and pouts like a dog; clearly, whatever it is, it’s taking a toll, and you sigh before you walk over and plant a kiss to his forehead. “Whatever it was, I know it wasn’t on purpose; what happened?”
“She’s just not ready, okay, she just doesn’t know-“
“Sweetheart, you need to let me in here-“
“He was holding her hand!” He whines, scrubbing his face with his hands. “They-They-They were holding hands! I thought I had a few more years to prepare for this shit! Wanted to wait before I put the fear back into these damn boys! I can’t fight a six year old!”
You pause. You retract your hand and give him an absolute smirk.
“You’re kidding me?”
“Sure ain’t!” He barks, crossing his arms over his chest. He’s so mad his forehead vein makes itself known with a sheen of sweat. “Tomorrow, I’m going to that damned school, and I’m moving her classes!”
“Honey,” you say sweetly, gently grabbing his arm to ground him. “It’s okay; I’m the one who told her to be nice to this boy.”
Instantly, his head whips in betrayal. His eyes are blown wide, muscles tense and despite how angry he looks, he can’t find the words to convey it.
“YOU WHAT?”
You shake your head, “she asked me why she feels butterflies in her tummy when she sees him.” To try and soothe him, you hook your head over his shoulder and bat your eyes innocently, “and I told her that it’s the same feeling I get when I see you-“
“Don’t try to be sweet, I’m mad at you,” he snarls, but there’s a softness in his eye that makes you think he’s not as serious as he thinks he comes across. A massive hand cards through his hair and he looks up to the sky as if to ask for patience. “I can’t believe this. My two babies, the loves of my life, betraying me in such juvenile ways.”
“Atsumu, spell juvenile,” you challenge.
“Spell ‘no’,” he grumbles. You sigh and gently grab his arm to pull him to the couch, and for a few seconds he puts up a small fight, but does end up giving into you in the end.
“Sweetie, listen to me,” you soothe. “Hisako is six. She’s going to start having little crushes soon enough-“
“Fuck, stop reminding me,” he whines.
You shake your head and rub a soothing hand on his back. “And all we can do is let her express those feelings in healthy ways; it’s what we’ve always done.”
“What if he hurts her?”
“He’s six.”
“What if he breaks her heart?”
“I’m sure she’ll cope.”
“What if he-“
“Atsumu.” Your hands squish his cheeks. “Calm down; she’s going to be okay.” You smile and kiss his pouted lips, “you remember what it was like having a crush at school-“
“Excuse you,” he grumbles from his squished cheeks, shaking his head from your grip. “I’ve only ever been in love with you.”
“You’ve told me about your relationship with Rintaro, trust me, that was a crush.”
“Was not!”
“Was too.”
“Was not!”
“It absolutely was.” You smile warmly, “and that’s fine. But now, you need to let her experience the same thing. She’s a big girl. Besides,” you nudge your nose with his, “you’ll always be her favorite man.”
“That’s actually Osamu, but I appreciate it.” Your words do seem to calm him down however, and he wraps a big arm around you to settle into the couch, “I just love her, baby… just want her to be safe.”
“I know; and she will be.”
The silence you get comfortable in gets interrupted by the door to your home getting flung open, and while you jump in the air in shock, next to you, Atsumu chuckles.
“Speaking of the devil.”
“What did you-“
Before you can say anything, Miya Osamu suddenly stands in the middle of your living room, the hat on his head tampered with and his apron turn on his hip, his head lined with sweat as if he ran here. Your jaw slacks in surprise, “Osamu, you did not leave work to come here-“
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MSBY! Atsumu Miya who announces he’s getting married on live national television to his longtime girlfriend of six years.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who spoils you rotten after meeting your sweet self at the flower shop during a mutual friends wedding.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who keeps you hidden from paparazzi, just for the drama. Loves watching all the jealous women fume over the fact that his sweet princess has him all to herself.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who gives you his credit card to buy your wedding dress in Spain, brings you, your parents and your friends to help you in your search.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who has practice the morning of your bridal appointment so he lets you go alone enjoy yourself.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who is completely unaware of how disrespected and hurt you are when your rude consultant tells you that you wouldn’t look good in anything they have.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who is unaware of the fact that your parents are about to go to jail for beating the woman up for calling you ugly and poor.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who arrives to see your parents and friends being kicked out of the bridal store after the employee claimed you all disruptive and rude.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who snaps the moment your mother explains what that woman said to you, your experience has been ruined and the manager and the employee that harassed you are both berating you for showing up to their store.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who is instantly recognized by the woman, who has the nerve to swoon and play cute once she’s met his eyes.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who fakes a smile, his left eye twitching in growing irritation when he sees you in tears and trembling.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who asks for opinions on dresses for his lovely wife-to-be and gets to see the most extravagant, elegant, and expensive dresses the store has to offer.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who sighs and turns to your upset state asking if you’d like the dress the woman offered, loud enough for all to hear.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who smirks all evil when the woman’s face pales, she could’ve made a great sale today if she hadn’t disrespected his sweet little Angel.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who rolls his eyes at her immediate apology and walks back towards you, leaning down and stealing a wet kiss from your pretty lips to help better your mood.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who flips off the shocked employees of the store as he lead you out, sweet revenge served for his special girl.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who commissions Asahi Azumane to design and make your wedding dress because of the disgusting events that unfolded in Spain.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who gets jealous when Asahi has to take your measurements for your dress to ensure it fits properly.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who practically falls in love with you all over again when he sees how your eyes sparkle as you help design your dress.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who plans your wedding with you any chance he can and readies for the big day.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who sends everyone he’s knows an invitation to the hugest most elegant wedding he can pay for.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who fights his twin brother, his best man, due to his nerves getting the best of him as he impatiently waits for you at the alter.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who shakes in nervousness as the wedding march begins to play and everyone stands to welcome your arrival.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who breaks down in tears the moment he sees you walk down the aisle in your gorgeous wedding dress, sniveling like a child on a cold day.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who kisses you before the priest even tells you he can, whispers how stunning you are and how he’s so lucky.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who completely forgets the vows he’s practiced for months, even reciting them during games and practices, and just starts spouting out compliments to your pretty face.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who’s sobbing face becomes a new meme thanks to his fellow Jackals posting his reaction to your vows on the internet.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who seals your marriage with the deepest, sweetest kiss his can as he lifts you up from your hips and spins you around out of pure joy.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who finally announces you to the world as Mrs. Miya, and treats you like an absolute queen.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya who can’t wait to have kids with you and. completely faints to the news of it when you tell him you’re pregnant after the steamy honeymoon in Rio de Janeiro.
MSBY! Atsumu Miya, who is now all yours no matter what anyone says and will keep you happy with every breath of his body!
His gorgeous, beautiful, calming, Angel of a Wife, Mrs. (Y/n) Miya. 💛🦊💛
`· . ꔫ summary: in which, sakusa comes home drunk from an MSBY party, and he's clingier than usual.
content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, sakusa being adorable, you're both married here, sucky writing (it's 4am for me 😭), timeskip.
warning/s: manga spoilers.
there's a knock on your door, so you get up to open it. there sakusa kiyoomi was, with an arm around bokuto for support. "hey, hey, y/n!" bokuto greets gleefully. behind him, are atsumu and hinata who both waved at you.
"ah, hello, bokuto." you smile at him, then turn to sakusa. "is he asleep?'
"huh?" bokuto checks, only to see sakusa struggling to keep his eyes open from staring at the ground, "nope! i think he's just dizzy from all the wine." bokuto laughs. you laugh with him because his positivity is undeniably contagious.
"you shoulda seen, omi. one glass in, and he was gone." atsumu said. you chuckled at atsumu's statement. you always knew sakusa was lightweight.
"i'll take it from here." you said as bokuto helped sakusa over to you. instead of the position sakusa was in a while ago, where he had an arm on bokuto's shoulders, he had his arms wrapped around your waist instead, while he placed his head on the crook of your neck.
you bid your goodbyes with the MSBY team and close the door. "hi, honey." you gently spoke out as sakusa nods.
"are you sleepy?" you try to lead him to the couch for him to lie down, but it's no use. his hold on you was too strong. "no.." he replied. you say a small, "okay," as your hands rested on his arms.
a minute or so has gone by with this intimate position, and sakusa finally moves. he presses a soft kiss to your fluffy cheek. "missed you lots." he mumbles, pressing one more.
you giggle since you're a bit ticklish, "is that so?"
"mhm."
you turn to face him, "shall i make you some tea?" you ask, brushing away his stray hair. a small pout forms on his lips, "not yet, later." he says in a stern tone, pulling you in closer for a longer hug.
later on, you suggest that you both should cuddle on the couch, and he agrees. so here you are, lying comfortably on your back with your husband on top of you, slowly drifting off to sleep.
you get a small "ping!" from your phone, and you turn it on to see that it's a message from atsumu.
atsumu sent 1 video.
atsumu: sorry that the video wasn't longer lol
you play the video on the lowest volume you have, and there's sakusa with hiccups. you couldn't hear the video properly, but you recognized sakusa's voice. there were a lot of sad "no's" and "hmm's.." from him.
then, you finally hear an audible sentence from him.
".. miss my wife. *hic* my pretty wife.." he mutters.
you watch the rest of the video with rosy cheeks. once you were finished, you saved it to your gallery and made sure to thank atsumu. you're definitely going to show sakusa in the morning.
[ID: A digitally drawn comic of Toph and Zuko from Avatar: The Last Airbender talking about Zuko’s scar.
It begins with Toph approaching Zuko, who is sitting near a campfire. “You have a scar?” she asks. Zuko replies, "Oh! Uh, yeah… You didn’t…?“ Toph cuts him off and says, "Came up in passing with the other guys.” Toph casually makes herself a seat out of rock and sits down next to him. “Must be pretty badass if everyone assumes I know it’s there, too,” she continues. Zuko looks aside awkwardly and says, “… It’s on my face.” “Ah.” Toph replies.
Zuko says, “Maybe you could… feel it?” “Huh?” says Toph. “I guess, if I concentrate hard enough.” Zuko reaches for Toph’s hand. “Uhm, just with your hand, if you want,” he says. “I don’t think I can describe it.” “… Gotcha. Guide my hand then, boss,” Toph says. Zuko does so, and there’s a pause as Toph touches his scar. The fire reflects in her eyes.
As Toph pulls her hand away, Zuko says, “…. You know, my left eye is almost blind, too.” “Seriously?!” Toph exclaims. “Why aren’t we a tag team yet?! The blind bandit and the half-blind dweeb!” “Come on…!” Zuko moans. End ID]
id by @strawberrygiorno , thank you!
i’ve had this comic sketched out for months but only decided to finish it now, it’s based on something i drew a couple years back of toph and zuko….don’t think too hard on when or how this takes place because i don’t really know either! it’s just a concept i’ve always wanted to draw
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