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Every day at training camp, Miya Atsumu steals one article of Oikawa Tooru’s clothing, Oikawa getting more and more frustrated as the week progresses and his clothes keep disappearing.
Until Atsumu shows up to dinner dressed as Oikawa (the shirt a little tight around the biceps and the pants a little tight around the thighs), and Oikawa can finally appreciate the artistry behind the theft.
Osamu wraps an arm around Tooru’s shoulder, giving him what looks for all the world like a friendly hug, the kind one might expect from a brand-new brother-in-law. He leans in to murmur softly into Tooru’s ear, “If ya don’t treat him right, I’ll kick yer ass half way ta Sunday.”
Oikawa: Isn’t it weird that we can’t ride any other animal except horses. Like if horses weren’t a thing, humans would be fucked cause we couldn’t ride any other animals. Like riding animals wouldn’t really be a thing. We should probably be more grateful to horses.
Iwaizumi: Elephants.
Oikawa: Blocked.
Tendou: Camels.
Oikawa: Extra blocked.
Suga: Donkeys.
Oikawa: Ultra blocked.
Atsumu: That dick.
Oikawa: ...Followed.
(Oiatsu anyone??)
Sakusa: IF YOU SEE A LINK THAT SAYS MIYA ATSUMU ONLYFANS, DON'T CLICK. IT'S A VIRUS THAT MAKES YOU TYPE IN ALL CAPS.
Meian: WHY DID YOU EVEN CLICK IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?
Suna: LMAO YOU TOO?
EJP and MSBY were due for a practice match the following week, so Suna and Komori plan a little scheme of getting Atsumu drunk (he’s tipsy on the third sip of Suna’s soju + yakult concoction) and gathering some insider info about key players ahead of time.
“You’ve been playing among yoursleves in the team too, haven’t you?” Suna starts.
A hic. “Yes!” Atsumu pumps his fist in the air.
“So when you were playing against your captain, how did you work around his blocks?” Komori asks.
“Cap’n? Meian-shan?” Atsumu drawls, rubbing his thighs together and squirming in his seat.
“Oh my god. You have a crush on your team captain?”
“Well, Tsumu did always have a type.”
Atsumu’s niece has mastered the art of sneaking past his watchful eye so Atsumu has learned the best way to track her is through his nose—the appetizing smell of anything, really, would lead him to his food-dazed niece. (Like father, like daughter after all)
Only—half of the time, she’d wander off for an entirely different purpose, and she’d find her way back to her uncle with a random stranger in tow—tall, handsome, perhaps a little grumpy and mean-looking.
Well.
Exactly Atsumu’s type, in short.
“Miya Tamako! Are ya trying to sell off yer uncle?” Atsumu hauls her over his shoulder when he catches her red-handed approaching a stoic man enjoying his coffee by the park benches, Atsumu’s photo card in her hand.
“It’s called marketing! And I just don’t want ya to grow old alone!” Little miss Miya reasons, keen on playing matchmaker. “Also, I told ya I want a baby cousin!” She adds with a giggle, mischief dancing between the crinkles of her eyes. She’s too precious and Atsumu adores her to bits but he truly hopes she learns about biology in school soon.
“I can’t give ya that, silly!” He sets her down and pinches her round cheeks. “How about I take ya to that kitty cafe you like, yeah?”
Tamako huffs petulantly and holds her uncle’s hand, face lighting up when she notices a familiar face in her periphery.
For unbeknownst to Atsumu, a dark-haired man holding his number scribbled on an empty box of strawberry Pocky from little miss Miya has overheard their conversation and seems determined to prove Atsumu wrong.
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(IDOLiSH7) Nagi Rokuya - cafe rabBit Day RabiTV: Episode 2
Episode 1 | Episode 2 | Episode 3
(IDOLiSH7) Nagi Rokuya - cafe rabBit Day RabiTV: Episode 1
Episode 1 | Episode 2 | Episode 3
Please note that I am not a professional translator. If you come across any mistakes, feel free to let me know and I will make the necessary corrections.
read from left to right!!
Working on some edits rn, im dyin
INSANE FACE CARDS
Drunk.
Jesus christ
Felix always wanted to do that.
(IDOLiSH7) Nagi Rokuya - 1 Day Butler Rabbit Chat
Torao | Haruka | Yamato
Please note that I am not a professional translator. If you come across any mistakes, feel free to let me know and I will make the necessary corrections.
