my toxic trait is that every time i see two ships with an overlapping character i immediately have to make it a poly ship
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my toxic trait is that every time i see two ships with an overlapping character i immediately have to make it a poly ship

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Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 4/?
Words: 23,666
Relationships: Oikawa Tooru/Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oikawa Tooru/Tendou Satori, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oikawa Tooru/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou
Additional Tags: Polyamory, Falling In Love, Denial of Feelings, Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Metamours to Lovers, Long-Term Relationship(s), Sexual Tension, Rough Sex, Piercings, Subspace, Dom/sub Undertones, Angst with a Happy Ending, Polyamory Negotiations, Kink Negotiation, Don't Try This at Home
Honestly, Oikawa hates that his own shirt looks better on Tendou than it ever did on him. He hates it. But instead of glaring like he wants, he catches himself admiring the way the red in the shirt matches the color of Tendou’s hair, the orange flecks in his eyes to the exact hue. They’re his colors, as wild and uncoordinated as he is.
By the time they make it to the store, Oikawa is flushed and more than a little annoyed–which is nothing short of remarkable, since Tendou hasn’t even said anything for the last ten minutes.
"I don't understand you one bit," Oikawa huffs as he squirts some of the store-provided hand sanitizer into his palm before grabbing a basket. "You brought literally an entire suitcase full of designer clothes, and yet you go out of your way to steal my ratty shirt from the year two-thousand-and-sixteen?"
Tendou glances down at his carefully curated outfit. "I'm not sure what you're bitchin' about,” he says. “I look damn good. The aviators cinch it, I think."
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