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“ugh,” kiyoomi grunts, shaking off his shoe as the blood pools toward him. “that’s disgusting.”
“it’ll come off,” atsumu says, tossing a limp arm over the body to tuck it into the bag. “come get his legs.”
“absolutely not.”
“ugh,” kiyoomi grunts, shaking off his shoe as the blood pools toward him. “that’s disgusting.”
“it’ll come off,” atsumu says, tossing a limp arm over the body to tuck it into the bag. “come get his legs.”
“absolutely not.”
"It says, 'Break my back like a glow stick, Daddy.' Why would they want me to break their back? And you crack a glowstick, not break it. Do they not know this, Shouto? Why are people referring to me as Daddy? I am not their father."
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"It says, 'Break my back like a glow stick, Daddy.' Why would they want me to break their back? And you crack a glowstick, not break it. Do they not know this, Shouto? Why are people referring to me as Daddy? I am not their father."
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“I want to have sex with Miya Atsumu.”
Komori promptly chokes on his tea, feeling his throat close up and eyes begin to water. When he feels like he can *breathe* again - he shoots an accusatory look at his cousin. “What the *fuck*, Kiyo?”
“I want to have sex with Miya Atsumu.”
Komori promptly chokes on his tea, feeling his throat close up and eyes begin to water. When he feels like he can *breathe* again - he shoots an accusatory look at his cousin. “What the *fuck*, Kiyo?”