Simping for the simps

Suna: There's a thin line between being a genius and a complete idiot. Suna: Atsumu and Osamu use that line as a jump rope.

Kiyoomi: Why do people believe I'm incapable of doing anything nice? Atsumu: Experience.

Osamu: Hey, I have kind of a crazy idea. Kiyoomi, used to Atsumu: Those are never comforting words coming from a Miya.

Atsumu: Why are ya like this? Kiyoomi: I used too much No More Tears shampoo years ago and I haven't felt a single emotion since.

Kiyoomi: What's your blood type? Atsumu: How would I know? Kiyoomi: How would you not?! Atsumu: Who am I, Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups? Kiyoomi: You don't know your own blood type but you know who discovered them?!

Atsumu: Guess what I'm about to get Kiyoomi: On my nerves

Kiyoomi: What's the worst decision you've ever made while being drunk? Atsumu: Not to brag or anything, but I don't need to be drunk to make bad decisions.

Anyone: Atsumu is straight. Meian, sipping tea: Ever heard him talk about Sakusa?

Osamu: Why are ya covered in blood?!? Atsumu: I may have aggressively poked someone with a knife. Osamu: YA STABBED SOMEONE?!? Atsumu: No no, aggressively poked with a knife.

Atsumu: Are ya mad? Kiyoomi: No. Atsumu: So sharpening knives at 2am is just a hobby?

Atsumu: Come on Omi-kun! Wake up, the sun has risen! Kiyoomi, groaning: And what do you want me to do? Photosynthesis?

Atsumu: Where are ya? Kiyoomi: I'll give you a hint, Europe. Atsumu: Okay, yer taking this game of hide and seek way too seriously.

Osamu: Do ya have any skeletons in yer closet? Suna: Do you mean literally or figuratively? Osamu: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...

Atsumu: Well, well, well, if it isn't my old friend... Atsumu: The realization that I fucked up real bad.