How writers feel after starting a jaw-dropping, pearl clutching, thigh shaking, mouth watering, soul taking series just to leave me with no aftercare and discontinue it
About: You wake up next to a stranger - but what happened and most importantly: WHO IS THAT GUY?
-> Part II
A groan escapes your lips when sunlight hits your face.
A terrible headache, as if someone were repeatedly punching your head, demands almost all of your attention while you desperately try to open your eyes. Your body feels stiff, as if you'd been laying in the same position for way too long - not surprising, since you definitely had a few drinks too many last night.
You barely remember anything. Some short flashbacks of you dancing with a guy and a golden ring run in your head, but you donโt have enough energy to think about it. โFuck.โ
You groan deeply, licking your dry lips and forcing your eyes, with sheer willpower, to open up.
An unfamiliar room.
An unfamiliar bed.
And an unfamiliar naked arm around your waist.
โFuck, fuck-โ your eyes are now fully open while you scan the arm around your body. Tanned, muscular, and surprisingly big - with a golden ring around his finger. The same ring you had flashbacks about when you got up. You donโt fail to notice that youโre absolutely naked under the sheets - does that meanโฆ you slept with this man?
Who is probably married?!
โNo, no-โ you close your eyes tightly, with the desperate hope that this was just a bad dream, just a hallucination - but itโs futile. The arm is still there when you open them, and it wonโt disappear so fast. Your breath quickens when you turn your head, slowly scanning more and more of his body, which is, of course, as naked as yours and barely covered by the blanket - it seems that he gave most of it to you, or maybe you just hogged it. You really donโt remember and you couldnโt care less when you see his trained, god-like body. If your mouth wasnโt so dry, you would definitely have drooled over his toned abs - and that man probably never skipped leg day, judging by his juicy thighs that are barely covered by the blanket. His face seems utterly relaxed though, soft snores escaping his half-opened mouth, his blonde hair softly falling down, covering half of his face.
He is handsome.
You canโt deny that he is quite the catch - attractive, a body to make you kneel in seconds, and a soft, yet sharp face you could watch all day.
But the ring.
He is married.
โGod, no-โ you push his arm in an attempt to free yourself, but a particularly loud snore leaves his lips, and he grabs for your arm in his half-asleep state.
โBaby, donโt leave,โ his words are barely audible, and you tense visibly when he tries to pull you back and puts his leg over your body. Baby?
โLet me go,โ you groan and push his arm hard to roll off the bed - and you land on the floor with a loud 'bam'. Instant regret.
He lifts his head at the sound but instantly frowns and covers his face with his hands. He must be hungover too. While youโre busy trying to get out of this embarrassing situation, you spot a bottle of water and some pills on the nightstand, instantly recognizing the pills as painkillers that you frequently buy.
You grab for them and take a pill without thinking twice. A few gulps of water, and you feel a bit better already. Not enough to function properly, but enough to slowly get back on the bed. The stranger watches you through half-closed eyes, without moving at all; he must feel as shitty as you. You hesitate for a second when you're back on the bed, but slowly offer him the pills and the water bottle. He stares at you for a second before silently takes the bottle and a pill from you and swallows it without hesitation.
You let your head fall back to the pillow and close your eyes again. You will feel better if you sleep a bit longer - thatโs what you tell yourself hopefully. You donโt care the slightest bit about being naked next to him; he probably wonโt remember this, and you also hope to forget the embarrassing moment.
The blonde male next to you leans back and covers both of you thoroughly with the blanket, much to your surprise. You feel warm instantly, almost forgetting about your lack of clothes. โG'night,โ his words are barely audible, but the warmth from his naked body sends comfort to you while you drift into dreamland once again.
Without noticing the golden ring on your own finger.
It's been two years, but I have finally started working on this again!
I read through this part, and I changed some minor things. I'll go through each part before I post a new part, you will know that I already went through a part when you can see the new header on it. I drafted this out to have 16 parts in total (maybe more or less, but that's an estimated guess), so this could be a longer thing. I created a very cheesy header for this series, I kind of liked the vibe, even though it might not be the prettiest xD might change it in the future!
ANYWAYS: I'll focus on this series for the next few weeks, so even though I might occasionally write something else, this is what you can expect from me! <3
He smiles and waves when he spots you, his expression soft and excited as he jogs towards you, passing the court in an instant. You notice Sakusa and Hinata on the field too, waving in your direction, and you hear Bokuto calling your name. You return the greeting and wave at him too with a smile.
Atsumu comes to a stop when he finally reaches you, his hands immediately finding your hips and pulling you close. "What's my wifey doing here?" He leans down to peck your lips, his excitement barely concealed.
"I thought you could use some moral support. And maybe some food." You shyly smile and raise the bag in your hand just a little, the Onigiri Miya logo evident on it. "I asked Samu to make something that works with your diet. And I got a dessert for you, the one from the cafe we visited last time." He looks at you softly, his hands still holding your hips tightly, not the slightest bit embarrassed about showing his affection in front of his teammates.
"Thank you. I appreciate that. Yer always so good to me." You blush at his words, trying to wave it off, but he pulls you closer and kisses you again, his lips now firmly pressing against yours. You easily give in, your free hand resting on his biceps, feeling the smooth and hot skin under your fingers, not caring about the fact that he is slightly sweaty by now. The faint sounds of volleyballs meeting the ground are drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat, and a soft gasp escapes your lips when he ever so lightly brushes his tongue against yours. You pull back, clearly flustered, and he grins at your state. "Wanna come over tonight?" You nod with a smile, and he pecks your lips one last time before letting you go.
"Can't wait, wifey."
xxx
"Tsumu!"
You yell, eyes only on him when he is about to serve. You're fully convinced that he can't hear you in the crowd, yet his eyes still flicker to your direction for a second before he focuses on the ball again, the red uniform a stark contrast to his bright hair.
He looks amazing. He's so focused on the game, you can see it in his eyes. This is the final moment of the gameโif they manage to score one more point, the game will be over. You can see the pressure on him in his posture, and you can't help but want to hug him and make him feel more at ease.
He's serving, flawlessly as always, and you hold your breath when the other team receives his mean serveโand you find your heart skipping a beat when it's not Atsumu setting the ball after a fast attack from the other team, but rather Kageyama setting the ball and Atsumu attackingโsurprisingly, even though you know that he does decent in every position. And you almost cry when his attack scores the final point, and he yells loudly and raises his arm triumphantly. You hug Yachi, who almost had a heart attack during the intense game, and you look up surprised when you see Atsumu staring at you happily and ignoring the cameras and media to come to you.
You're absolutely flabbergasted when he simply hugs you and slightly lifts you off the ground, grabbing your face almost too harshly before he kisses you in front of everyone. You're frozen, the noises of cameras clicking and yelling people almost overwhelming, but you somehow feel safe in his arms, so you just return the kiss and hug him tight too. He still beams from excitement when he pulls back, and you can't help but smile softly before you gently push some strands out of his face. "Congratulations. You did amazing." He smiles even brighter at your words, and you laugh breathlessly.
"Did it all for you. And for Japan. But for you too." He laughs, his chest still heaving heavily, and you can't help but smile softly. "I'm honored. And Japan too."
You press a last longing kiss to his lips and then you slowly let him go. "Now goโyou need to get your medal or something. You're a world champion. I'll meet you after that, and we can celebrate." You smile gently, and he laughs happily. "Sure, wifey. I'll get my real reward later." His smile turns smug, and you blush feverishly. "S-sure," you whisper, flustered by his comment and avoid looking at his eyes.
"My real prize."
xxx
"Y/n?"
"Hmm?" you slightly raise your head, just enough to look at his face. You're comfortably cuddled against his chest, a thin blanket thrown over you both while you watch an animated fireplace and listen to slow music. His utterly relaxed expression is slightly crowded with unease, as if he has something on his mind.
"I was thinking... if you maybe wanna to store some clothes here. Like permanently. I made some space in my closet for you. Not like I want ya to move in already, I know most couples wait- but- just saying. There's space. Technically."
You raise your eyebrows, your eyes wide open, and he clears his throat awkwardly. The way he seems so shy and insecure about itโa state that you have never seen on him before. It warms your heart when you think about how nervous he is to ask just this, but it also fills you with excitement and makes your heart flutter.
"So... you wouldn't want me to move in?" You say while you try to suppress your teasing smile and try to seem as serious as you can. You feel his body tensing under your fingers, and his arm that had been loosely caressing your bare lower back under your shirt freezes.
"I didn't say that." He stretches the syllables while he seems to be in an inner conflict. "I just meant that ya might get uncomfortable if you're already moving in. It's only been a few months, I know that most couples wait a bit longer with that." He looks down at you, his tone showing his serious curiosity. "Are you not against moving in?"
You pause, taken aback by the statement, and proceed to think about it. You know that moving in together is a big step- but on the other hand, you both have been married for quite some time. And being together with Atsumu just feels so rightโyou really don't mind moving in after seven months.
"I'm... not against it, to be honest. It's unconventional, but we're kinda already married, so I think it's fine to skip some steps. here." A deep relieved sigh leaves his lips, and you feel his posture relaxing once again. "Sounds good. I got ya a key on the counter, we can move your stuff gradually, if you want to? But I made a lot of space in my closet actually, you might wanna go shopping to fill it. My treat of course."
You look at him wide-eyed. "You already have a key for me ready?"
He looks away with a faint blush on his cheeks, his hand absently caressing your back again, but now more relaxed while his lips curl into a triumphant grin.
"Maybe."
xxx
"Y/n?"
"Hmm?" You turn towards him and see a letter in his hands.
"That's um..." he clears his throat, his eyes looking anywhere but your direction. "It's from our lawyer. It's about the divorce. The year is over."
You freeze, carefully making your expression neutral while you wait for him to continue.
"It's um... we canโya know. Wait a bit. I meanโyou're busy with work and I'm also busy with Samu's new shop. We can maybe wait just a bit longer. If you want to. No pressure."
And you finally smile when you reach for his shirt and pull him down to press a kiss on his lips.
"Sounds good."
xxx
Tsumuโ"
You look up at him in the mirror with pleading eyes, his hand tightly wrapped around your throat.
"Now come on. Tell me, what ya want me to do?" He grins teasingly, knowing fully well that you can't speak with his hand now firmly wrapped around your throat. You manage to gasp his name, and he raises an eyebrow. "What was that? Didn't hear ya, sweetheart. Might wanna try harder here."
You avert your gaze, overwhelmed by the intensity of it and arch your back slightly against him, offering him your neck submissively. A groan leaves his lips and his eyes soften at the sight of you. "So pretty for me. Always so good." He tilts your face and kisses you, the grip around your neck loosening and his free hand wandering to your chest, gently squeezing your body.
His lips are glued to yours, the kiss starting out softly, but quickly turning into a messy clashing of lips melding together and tongues grazing against each other. It's hot, so, so hot when his hand stops palming your chest and moves further down your stomach, causing you to gasp and whine against his lips as you tense under his touch until his hand stops between your legs. He doesn't stop the kiss, instead keeping one hand loosely around your neck while the palm of the other hand cups your pussy and presses against it. Your hips buck into his touch and you break the kiss embarrassedly after a lewd needy sound escapes your lips.
"What was that?" He asks, a bit breathlessly, but his lips curl into a smug grin. "Gettin' shy on me? You know that I love those pretty sounds. Especially when I doโthisโ" Two of his fingers push inside of you with no further warning and your body almost bends over at the feeling, but his hand quickly moves from your neck around your upper body to press you tightly against him. "Uh-uh, pretty wifey. Not escaping yer husband. I need to fulfill my duties after all, right? Satisfy my wife and all that. Look at ya, how you enjoy that, huh?" He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you, the squelching sound making you whine embarrassedly, yet it feels so good that your eyes flutter closed and your mouth stays agape. He brings you to your high like this and holds you when you tense around his fingers, clenching tightly around him like a vice, his name leaving your lips breathlessly.
"Tsumuโ" you whisper, your voice hoarse, but your body feeling so good and satisfied, and he softly pulls his fingers out with a lewd sound. "Oh, love, you made such a mess, huh?" He looks at his fingers with a grin and then down to your pussy, his tongue quickly coming out to lick his lips.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of ya."
xxx
"Tsumuโdo we have to go out? We could also relax at home. Watch that movie maybe. Or... do different things." You smile a bit shyly as you hug his arm and press your chest against his biceps in a way that you hope is seductive.
He freezes for a second and then shakes his head. "As tempting as that offer is, we have plans. Or I have made plans. For us." He wraps his arm around your waist and directs you towards a buildingโthat looks suspiciously familiar to you. "Tsumuโ is thatโno way! Why are we here?" Your eyes grow even bigger when you recognize the building, but he ignores your comment and simply pushes you forward. "C'mon, we have an appointmentโand you need to get ready," he grins, but you can see a faint hint of nervousness in his eyes when he opens the door and reveals the club where you had met during your first day. Your jaw drops when you see the decorationsโall in a classical wedding style, like the pictures you often like on Pinterest. "Tsumuโdon't tell meโ"
"Y/n." You hear his voice firmly, and you look at him, who suddenly lets go of you and looks at you a bit mischievously before he smoothly sinks down to one knee.
"I can't remember the first time I did this, but I promise, I won't forget this time. I wanna do everything right, Y/n. Marry you properly, be your husband and care for you."
You look at him, feeling tears dwell in your eyes when you realize how he has spent the last few weeks preparing thisโand you bite your lip to avoid a sob when he pulls out a ringโsimilar to the one he had given you last time, yet even more beautiful.
"Will ya marry me?
xxx
A/n: Thank you so much for following this series! I'll make an epilogue about the night they met around next week-ish! But after that, that's it for the series! I hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for the next one! <3
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feels so good to get ur reply eve you have no idea :") hope that even though there's classes, u still have time to rest and take care of yourself too!!! I recently wrote an angst, which is usually not my forte but ive attached the link below! hope you'll enjoy it as much as I love your fics! sending lots of love! I really missed u so much โค
warnings: angst, mentions of death, suna being an asshole
word count: 2.7k
she's pathetic. she knows that, everyone tells her that every day. because she's always by suna rintarou's side, and it was pretty obvious he didn't reciprocate her feelings. here he was, hugging (r/n) while (y/n) holds a shade above their heads.
they pity her, she knew. she could tell from the looks they give her.
"we're thirsty (y/n), get us something to drink." suna said, eyes still on (r/n). on noticing that (y/n) hadn't moved an inch, his brows furrowed in annoyance. "hurry! why can't you get anything done?!"
"i'm sorry," she mumbled, reaching for her purse.
suna didn't spare her another glance as she ran to the cafeteria nearby.
she knew they found her just so.... sad.
suna was known to be a player, one day it would be (r/n), and the next day, it would be (r/n)'s friend, and then their classmate. he was the inspiration behind the quote 'changing partner like changing clothes'.
the girls he'd be with never lasted 24 hours. everyone knew that.
then there was a girl who stuck with him longer than that, everyone thought that he'd fallen for her, that he would stop his unscrupulous ways.
turns out she was nothing but his slave.
it was not difficult for the entire school to know. suna's classmates took to the most of it. just after lunch, one of the boys in suna's group taunted him as they asked along the corridors.
"oi, suna, how did you get (y/n) to listen so much to you? she's literally like your maid."
suna didn't say anything, rolled his eyes, and snickered.
"what the actual fuck?! i need to give him a piece of my mind."
little did they know, (f/n) was just around the corner with (y/n).
(y/n) was interrupted by a phone call in the middle of the night. she was about to hang up when the caller id flashed across her screen.
"(r/n) and i are at xxx hotel, we forgot the condoms. hurry and bring them over!" he sounded very agitated and annoyed.
"hello." she tried to sound awake.
(y/n) swallowed hard, "room no.?"
"1344."
"ok," she said, grabbing the nearest coat she could find. "i'm on my way."
not only was it dark, but it was also pouring. the clicking of the door awoke her roommate and best friend, (f/n). "(y/n)? there's like a fucking tornado out there, where are you going?!"
"it's suna. he's with (r/n) at xxx hotel," (y/n) hesitated. "he needs a pack of condoms..."
(f/n) was looking at her in pity. she could tell.
"(y/n), you know that he's-"
"yes," she said, head hanging low so much so that nobody could tell her feelings. (y/n) knew what (f/n) will say again. she didn't want to hear it. "yes, i know."
(f/n) sighed in defeat, picking up a coat for herself. "i'm going with you."
both of them left their shared room and headed to the hotel.
what was ironic was that there was a convenience store just a street across from the hotel.
when both of them reached the front of room 1344, (y/n) stopped and stared. a few seconds later, she lifted her hands to knock on the door.
out came a half-naked, and very frustrated suna. he snatched the packets from her hands and slammed the door shut. not a single thank you, not a single form of recognition.
"i'm tired," she said, dragging (f/n) away with her.
"son of a--" (f/n) was about to knock on the door again when (y/n) stopped her.
(y/n) felt like she didn't belong here, she should leave. yet her eyes fell onto the man sitting in the corner alone, it seemed that he had a terrible hangover. he shook his head to get the pain out of his head, and just so happened to lock eyes with (y/n) who was staring back at him. his gold, fox-like eyes are the second most beautiful thing she saw, it was almost ethereal. at that time, it seemed as though they had all the time in the world.
nonetheless, she stayed till the very end, courtesy of the miya twins who invited her to this karaoke party.
as she was about to leave, "(y/n)!"
it was osamu miya, and he looked extremely guilty.
"i'm sorry to bother you, but (r/n) can't manage a drunk suna alone." he initiated to the two people struggling to even walk down the steps. "can you- is it possible if you watch over him as well?"
"alright," (y/n) agreed nonchalantly. "i'll do it. thanks for today, miya san."
osamu shot her a small smile before disappearing into the crowd to help under drunk people.
with a resigned sigh, (y/n) went over to swing suna's right arm over her shoulders. "rin, steady now, we're gonna take you home."
drunk suna was very troublesome, he couldn't stand properly, tends to puke on you every few seconds, and say a lot of offensive stuff.
"hey, you!" suna pointed to a group of fierce-looking men with the typical baseball bats hanging off their arms. once he had caught their attention, he proceeded to lift his middle finger, taunting them. (y/n) cursed under her breath as the group of men moved toward them.
with a swing of the arm, one of the men landed a punch on sunaโs cheek. blood trickled from the side of his lips. in a state of panic, (y/n) immediately held suna closer to her as (f/n) was too afraid to even react.
โsorry,โ she apologised on behalf of suna, not wanting to stir any trouble for themselves. โheโs drunk and tends to say things that he doesnโt mean to. weโll leave right away.โ
before the men could reply, suna pushed (y/n) off him. everyone saw as she fell onto the ground. โstop fucking apologising for me, who do you think you are?!โ
there was utter silence for a few seconds as (y/n) found herself on the cold and hard marble floor. she quickly climbed back onto her feet, dusted her skirt, and bowed to the group of men before leading suna and (r/n) out of the karaoke bar.
throughout their entire way home, suna had been yelling at (y/n), trying to shake her off his grip. โwhy are you so fucking annoying? fucking bitch. you're nothing but a pathetic slut. if i threw a bone right now, i bet you would fetch it back for me.โ
he was saying so many nasty things that even (r/n) wondered how, and why (y/n) wanted to stay by suna's side. (y/n) just kept silent, helping suna stabilise himself and support him back.
she must have loved him to the bones.
(y/n) carried suna back to his hostel room with (r/n). (r/n) watched as she navigated her way around the room as if she lived there. pulling out the second drawer of his nightstand, taking out advil pills, and boiling a kettle of warm water. she did everything almost by reflex, and even a blind person could tell how many times she brought drunk suna home.
(y/n) pushed suna up and made him lie on the headboard as he chugged down the pills and warm water. once he was done, suna lay back on his bed and under his sheets.
"i have to leave now, (y/n)." (r/n) said, picking up her bag and making her way over to the door. as she was at the door, (r/n) hesitated.
"i- suna... he doesn't deserve you."
(y/n) nodded with a small, gentle smile.
once (r/n) left, (y/n) went back to suna's room where he was sound asleep. she quietly made her way over to his bed and sat at the side, taking in his features.
her thumb brushed over his slightly furrowed brows, then to his nose, and lips.
it was then that (y/n) realised... suna was different from him. on closer look, they were different. the only real similarity they had in common was his sharp gold eyes.
suna rintarou is not him.
ever since that night, (y/n) stopped following suna around and news quickly spread around the school.
"not following suna around (y/n)? did you give up on him?" some of the boys teased as they saw (y/n) walk past the volleyball gym, not sparing said boy inside a glance.
(y/n) just smiled and walked away.
suna found it odd too, waking up to find the side of his bed empty, and no one present in his dorm. usually, he would wake up to the sound of breakfast cooking and feel someone pacing around.
but that day, he woke up in total silence. it was so quiet, it scared him.
as the days turned into weeks, people started to speculate how badly suna could have messed up to make even (y/n) not talk to him anymore. of course, he was not upset, he convinced himself. he could finally be at peace now that nobody came to disturb him.
but why did the girl that followed him like a lost puppy for the past year decide not to anymore? what could have happened the night that he was so drunk.
everyone was confused, everyone except (y/n) and (f/n). it happened so quickly, all it took was a few seconds to look closely and clearly at his face to finally realise that they were nothing alike.
"i told you." (f/n) said, "he is way better than that suna rintarou. at least he doesn't treat you like shit."
(y/n) sighed, "(f/n)... i- i miss him."
(f/n)'s gaze softened on her best friend, putting an arm around her for comfort. "i know, let's go visit him sometime soon. alright?"
suna continued to hang out with many different girls, but his gaze always fell upon (y/n) when she was present. everything seemed to be the same, all but the fact that she never looked in his direction ever again.
it was annoying. very damn annoying to suna that she never looked his way. during group projects when they were in the same group, she would always converse with the rest of the team but him.
when he bumped into her along the hallway, she would apologise and turn around to walk the other way.
she never talked to him unless necessary, and her face was always so calm and serene. even when he purposely walked with a girl, heck, even made out in front of her. it was as if the past year had been nothing to her, a forgotten memory.
and suddenly, he started to see her everywhere.
in the morning, on the bus seat beside him. she would always have an extra yakisoba bread just for him, knowing that he had the habit of not eating breakfast.
during lesson time, he subconsciously glanced over to where she was sitting, two seats away from him. the way her eyes moved around as she focused on the lecturer and the board.
during lunch, she would always have lunch with (f/n) and then head over to the gym to watch him and the rest play a game of volleyball. he was so used to her handing him a bottle of water after every game that for the first week, he forgot to bring his own.
she would bring snacks such as cookies or fresh fruit for him during his club session, bringing him a dry towel so he could wipe himself with it. the boys always teased them for being a sappy couple.
and when the day ends, she would always wait for him. the image of her leaning against the school gates, eyes staring into nowehere, and head bobbing to whatever music was playing on her device was imprinted onto suna's mind.
it took him another week before this burning sensation killed him.
(y/n) was happily having a conversation with (f/n) and a few other boys from the basketball club when she was yanked away by a fuming suna.
she was practically dragged away by suna and into the back alley behind the gym.
"suna san?" she asked, eyes glistening in confusion. fuck, she looks so innocent. "is there a reason as to why you had to drag me here?"
no rin, just suna san.
"(y/n)," he hesitated. "did i- did i do something wrong that night when you sent me home after the twins' party that night?"
(y/n) thought for a bit and chuckled, "apart from picking a fight with a mob gang, nope, not really."
"then why did you stop following me around?!" he asked, desperately. surely, something must have happened that night to make her distance herself away from him. and he was bent to find out what it was.
fuck, why was she not even mad that he'd just dragged her away and asked her a very stupid question.
(y/n) looked around nervously, avoiding his gaze. "i'm sorry."
it was about to rain.
the sky was turning a dark gray, just like the headstones beneath them. the strong wind made (y/n)'s hair seems like it was dancing. it left suna's heart jumping.
she bent down in front of one particular gravestone and placed a bouquet of yellow sunflowers in front of it.
suna bent down beside her as he looked at the picture attached to the gravestone.
sharp, golden, fox-like eyes. it was just like his. the person's face on the gravestone had some slight resemblances with him. their nose, eyes, and lips were similar. but they were not the same person.
that was when everything made sense.
"he's beautiful, isn't he?" (y/n) turned around to ask suna, her eyes were red and puffy, the tears welling up in her eyes as she forced a smile toward him. suna's hand attempted to reach out and wipe her tears, but she pulled back and rubbed them away with the back of her hand.
taking a deep breath, she continued, voice wavering but eyes fixated on the picture on the gravestone. "he was... he was the best thing that has ever happened to me. we promised to be together, forever."
as she said that, drips of rain started to fall on their skin. the sky was rumbling incessantly and getting darker by the second.
"i'm sorry," (y/n) started, taking suna's hand in hers, it was warm and comforting. suna wondered when was the last time he touched her hands.
for once, there was a glimmer of hope that sparked through suna. but that was quickly shot down by her next line.
"sorry for using you this entire time. it's just that, you look so much like him."
it was drizzling. the loud sounds could be heard as water splattered onto the ground, the smell of wet grass entering their noses.
"(y/n)! it's raining, come back!" (f/n) shouted from afar.
"there's going to be a heavy rain soon, get home safely, alright?" she said to suna, giving his hand one last gentle tap. as she packed her things to leave, she smiled at the headstone for the last time and ran towards (f/n).
suna looked at the girl disappearing onto the streets with her friend. it was as if this was the last time he would see her even though they would most definitely have classes together next week. but suna knew that once she disappeared into the crowd, he'll never be able to find her again.
the sky rumbled again, and suna looked up at the sky in great mockery. was this karma for all his bad doings? was this his retribution?
he didn't think he could fall for someone. he didn't even think he was capable of love. so why is his heart hurting so much?
and finally, suna understood why (y/n) never got mad at him. not even when he confronted her. his emotions didn't matter to her at all.
looking over at the picture on the gravestone again, suna realised that they didn't look that much alike. he had pointy ears and slicked-back hair. his eyes were shinier than suna's. and his lips, they were curved up in a manner that made it insufferable to suna.
he scoffed to no one in particular. it didn't bother him at all, he has better things to do anyway.
but it wasn't pouring yet, so why was suna's face so wet?
a/n ๐จ: this story is really special to me because it is based on my life, like as dramatic as it may be, it really happened to me. I was shaking when I wrote this story but it has been getting to me so I had to let it out. I chose Terushima because he resembles him so so much. I am way better now but sometimes I just remember about this and just-. anyways i do hope you guys enjoy it! thank you for reading as always! ๐๐ป๐
[Terushima x reader]
warnings: angst
word count: 1540
The streetlights cast a long, lonely shadow on the cold stone floor. You sat on the large garden bench that was near your school all by yourself as you looked up to the empty sky, recalling what had happened ten minutes ago.
You smiled as you returned the wave to your friend; you had caught his eyes and gave him a short nod. He returned it promptly before holding your friendโs hand and disappearing into the night.
Everyone in school knew them as the power couple. Terushima Yuuji was dashing, athletic, and smart, while your friend, she was the most popular girl in your grade. You knew that they looked perfect together, yet you couldnโt help but wish that you were the one beside him, in his arms.
You still remembered the first time you saw Terushima Yuuji during the high school orientation camp. You had sat with a group of friends you knew from junior high, and was laughing at their jokes when your peripheral vision caught him.
He was laughing away with someone else. Maybe it was because of the bright sun that day or the white uniform he was wearing. He seemed to be glowing, radiating some kind of light that left you breathless as you couldnโt take your eyes off him.
Then he noticed you, and both of you locked eyes. You quickly shifted away before he could react, holding your hands together as you felt your heart race. What the heck was thatโฆ
You slowly forgot about the boy in the white shirt until school started. And luckily for you, you were his tablemate. At first, you were afraid to approach him as he seemed to be quite distant, but he turned out to be quite friendly and both of you clicked well.
Terushima Yuuji was popular with the girls. More than half of the girls in class had crushes on him, and there was a handful of girls outside of your class too. He was even stalked home by a girl from another class once (real story).
However as much as he had immense popularity, you were the only girl he was close to. Yes, he was a big flirt, but you were the only one he would be seen hanging out with for more than a week.
It started with light conversations over common interests, which eventually evolved into serious talks you never thought he would be capable of. You were the only one he would share his concerns and troubles with, and it made you feel very special.
Whenever you called in sick, he would take your notes for the day to your house. He would always let you take his jacket whenever you wanted, and shared stuff about his day with you over text. As much as you told yourself not to fall for someone like him, you found yourself falling deeper and deeper.
Both of you would spend time after school together, talking about anything and everything. And since the college of your dreams was near his house, both of you promised to meet up weekly for lunch even after graduation.
You started watching anime when you found out he liked it and sent him amazing fanarts you knew he would enjoy. You remembered everything he liked and disliked.
There was once when you were walking to the cafeteria with your other friends when he suddenly tackled you from behind and started to tickle you.
โT-Terush-shi-shima HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ST-STOP that!โ You tried to wiggle out of his grip but to no avail.
โOKAY OKAY! YOU WIN THIS TIME ALRIGHT! PLEASE!โ You pleaded guilty, gasping for air as he finally let go of you.
WOOOOOs and OOOOOHs could be heard from some of the people around you as he arranged your hair and uniform.
โTerushima-san! Y/N-san! Are you guys dating?โ One of your friends asked curiously.
You glared at your friend with a red face and your heart skipped a beat. Yet you didnโt want to deny it.
โWHAT? NO WAY! Weโre best friends!!โ Terushima said as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
Of course, you guys were just friends.
You gave a smile that overcompensated, trying to hide the pang in your heart. โYeah, weโre just friends!โ
But you knew that he was not your friend, he was your crush.
It was on that one fateful day when both of you were studying in a small cosy cafe after school. You chewed on your pencil while trying to solve the math problems on your paper.
โY/n, I like your best friend.โ
You froze for a second but quickly looked up to see that Terushima was not laughing. There were no sparks of mischief and playfulness in his eyes. He was serious.
It was kind of expected, from the way he would act all mature when he talked to her and the way he walked whenever she passed by. And it wouldnโt be surprising because your best friend was really smart and pretty. Everyone liked her.
Why couldnโt it be me? She didnโt watch anime, didnโt enjoy volleyball like you did, and she didnโt know what you liked and disliked. You questioned no one in particular.
You wanted to scream, shout, and throw a tantrum. You wanted to hate her and make him all yours.
But you couldnโt.
She was your best friend, and he was your crush. You wanted them to be happy, even if it killed you.
โY/n, are you crying?โ Terushima looked at you with concern.
He leaned forward and tried to brush your tears away to which you quickly dodged and covered your face. โItโs nothing, I think some sand got into my eye,โ you said as you quickly picked up a piece of tissue and wiped the stray tear before putting on your radiant smile.
He nodded. โOkay. So, I was wondering if you would help me-โ
โYes!โ You beamed, your throat still dry. โOf course, I will. But if you ever break her heart, Iโll break your legs.โ
And so, you helped him by giving him pointers of your best friendโs likes and dislikes. You asked your best friend what she thought about Terushima, and then convinced her to go out with him.
Both of them started to talk more often, started to have their inside jokes. Eventually they began studying and walking home together too.
Before you knew it, they had become an official couple.
Everyone was happy for them, cheering on and saying how they were perfect for each other. You agreed too.
Due to changes in schedules, you had less time to spend with Terushima and your best friend. You had slowly drifted away from that big popular group and retreated to a small quiet corner with a small group of friends.
Terushima stopped saying hello along the corridors, and so did you. Sometimes when both of you locked eyes along the corridor, you would quickly look away.
Nobody talked about the best friend duo both of you were anymore.
And he had become the most familiar stranger in your life.
Then came graduation and prom a year after. Youโd put on your best dress and makeup. Whether or not he would notice you didnโt matter anymore.
You had spent four years of your entire life loving and caring for this guy whose heart didnโt belong with you and it was time to move on. As much as it hurt, you knew that nothing would change even if you decided to cling on to this one-sided love.
The entire night, he didnโt spare you a single glance. His eyes were fixated on the girl he had in his arms. His gaze was soft and tender, something you had dreamed about but never got.
It was something you had yearned for the past four years, yet the one who received it was not you. ย
You smiled knowingly.ย
At least you didnโt have to break his legs.
That night, the clouds above you slowly went by in the dark sky. If things continued like this, you would never see him again.
Gone were the promises of hanging out together after graduation, the promises to keep in touch, and the promises to be there for each other.
It felt surreal that you were once the closest person to this popular, attractive guy. That both of you were once that notorious, chaotic duo.
That you had once had a place in his heart.
You felt drops of water hit you as it began to drizzle. Everyone started to run for shelter, but you just sat there out in the open, staring blankly as you let the drops of water hit you relentlessly.
You felt your nose turn sour. You probably cried that night, but it was hard to tell because of the rain.
โHey y/n dumb dumb!โ Terushima yelled into your right ear before smacking the back of your head. You glared at him, rubbing the sore spot on your head.
He took out a black umbrella from his bag and quickly put it above you. He sat down on the garden bench beside you.โItโs drizzling, you idiot!โ
โWhy are you being so nice?โ You questioned with a slightly raised brow, suspicious of his intentions. For all you know he might have something up his sleeves.
And with that bright and cheerful smile that once took your breath away, โBecause thatโs what best friends do.โ
haikyuu characters reacting/responding to you freaking out the night before your results release:
bokuto & atsumu
totally not self projecting hours.... like my country's education ministry has some sick sense of humour to release our exam results on 22/2/2022 at 2pm. am i ok? no im literally not, i feel like puking and shit, but nonetheless, i genuinely hope this makes your day (these are my comfort characters, and also oikawa and lev but I didn't have the time to write them)
Bo was upset. His usually bright and beautiful sunshine is sulking in the corner of the room, arms folded and head buried deep between both knees.
Bo knew that his sunshine was nervous for the next day. The results day. His sunshine had been working so hard, day and night relentlessly and yet here he is, seeing his cheerful baby all anxious.
Despite many many times he had offered reassurance, Bo knew that his sunshine was still worried.
"Y/n...." He trailed, making his way over and sliding under the sheets. Bokuto wrapped his arms around his precious s/o and planted a soft kiss on their temple. "You know there's nothing to worry about right. You've done your best and I am so so proud of you! I'm very sure you'll do well! And after that, we'll go for your favorite food! My treat!"
His sunshine significantly eased, melting into his embrace. "Bo, what if I fail my subjects... What if I can't graduate. What if-"
"Hun, I love you so much, but please stop that."
Gone was Bokuto's cheerful and loud persona, replaced by a deep, soft husky voice. He snuggled Y/n closer to him, gently rubbing up and down their arm to soothe them. "There are no what ifs my love, you will do well."
Y/n was about to rebutt his claim, when Bokuto smacked his hand over their mouth.
"NO BUTTS!! WE'RE GOING OUT TO CELEBRATE THAT DAY! I'M GONNA INVITE TSUM TSUM, HINATA, SAKUSA AND THE WHOLE TEAM!!!"
Y/n chuckled at their boyfriend's golden retriever personality.
"Bo, can we just have the meal together? Like you and me."
Bokuto's eyes sparkled, and his face a heavy coat of pink.
"You want to eat with me?! Just me?!!! Is this.... A DATE???" He looked at Y/n in an exaggerated shock, his body leaning backwards and his hands in front of him like some anime pose.
Y/n tried not to roll their eyes at their boyfriend's dramatic reaction.
Y/n leaned in closer and placed a soft kiss atop their cuddly boyfriend's lips, "Of course you dumbo, whether the result is good or bad, I want to share this moment with you."
"AHHH BABY I LOVE YOU SOOOO MUCH!!!" Bokuto exclaimed, pulling his s/o to his lips.
"MWAH MWAH MW-"
There were giggles and laughter for a whole ten minutes in their shared bedroom and afterwhich, they snuggled for a movie and went to bed.
Somehow, Y/n had completely forgotten about tomorrow.
Atsumu's brows furrowed in annoyance, he was trying to get some sleep but the figure lying beside him had been tossing and turning for the past hour.
Sighing tiredly, he turned to his side. "Love, I'm trying to sleep."
The figure beside him stiffened, and after a few seconds, "I'm sorry."
Atsumu shut his eyes, turning over to the other side to finally get some rest. After a few seconds of silence, the squeak of their door could be heard and then a 'click!'
Atsumu turned around to find the other side of their bed empty. As tired as he is, he knew that something was up, his lazy s/o never leaves the bed to get anything. Especially in the middle of the night. His tiredness was now drowned out by his missing s/o.
Putting on a shirt and pants, Atsumu made his way to the living room, just in time to see his s/o unlock the front door of their apartment.
"Dove, where are you going? Is everything ok?"
Y/n's bloodshot eyes met Atsumu's honey brown ones, "Just going to get some milk, we've run out of it."
"Why can't you do that tomorrow? It's late, let's get back to bed."
"It's fine Tsumu, I can go alone. You're tired, go to sleep." Y/n waved him off as they took their shoes from the rack at the genkan.
Atsumu rushed over to Y/n and grabbed his shoes as well, quickly putting it on.
Y/n sighed, "Tsumu, please. Go to sleep, you look like shit."
"Well, you should look at yourself in the mirror then." Atsumu scoffed.
They walked along the quiet road; only a few cars would rush by and then it would be total silence again, only the sound of their slippers slapping the ground could be heard.
"It's results day, isn't it?" Atsumu asked, hand intertwined with Y/n's.
Y/n's silence said it all.
"Y'know that it doesn't matter, right? No matter what, you'll still do well in life. One exam isn't going to define who you are." Atsumu started.
Contrary to popular belief, Atsumu actually gives the best and most practical advice. He is also one of the best at comforting someone.
"No matter what results you get, I don't want you to think any lower of yourself."
"But what if I don't get to study what I want? Then what do I do? I don't want to resit the exams, but I'm afraid that my best just isn't good enough." Y/n lamented, tears almost pouring out of their eyes.
By this time, they were back at their door, a carton of milk was in Atsumu's hand.
"Just wait for me on the bed, I'll heat up the milk." Atsumu spoke in a soft and endearing tone, pressing his lips on their forehead.
Atsumu quickly brought two cups of warm milk over to their bed and placed his cup on the bedside table. He quickly went to sit with Y/n on the bed.
"Dove, it's going to be fine. Trust me, and most importantly," Atsumu planted another kiss on Y/n's temple, and then their lips.
HI BRAIN CELL BUDDY, THANK U FOR LENDING ME UR BRAIN CELLS FOR THE PAST TWO YEARS HAHAHAH U CAN HAVE IT BACK NOW COS IM FINALLY DONE W THE STUPID EXAMS
Jaya hello!!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!! I HOPE ALL YOUR EXAMS WENT WELL!!!!!
I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU TO FINALLY BE ABLE TO GET SOME WELL DESERVED REST!!
YOOO EVEEEE HELLO I MISSED YA!! IM FINALLY DONE W MY PAPERS AFTER TWO YEARS AND DAMN I MISSED YA!!! HOOE YOURE DOING GREAT!!! CANT WAIT TO BINGE UR FICS!
YUHHHHH IM BACK!!! LETSGOOO OMG OMG HEHE I LEGIT MISSED YA SM ๐ขโค how ya doinn!!
TBH feels so weird to be not doing anything so I'll probably find new stuff to study soon or smthg HAHHAHHA but also relieved that the studying is over, I cleared all my books and suddenly my room is no longer a famous parkour site ๐
๐๐ถ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐ -> ooc atsumu, bad writing, cursing
You dropped your heavy bag on the floor as you entered your boyfriendโs room. The familiar comforting smell of vanilla and clean laundry flooded your senses. Atsumuโs room always brought you so much peace. If you could, you would stay here forever.
He wasnโt home yet, still at volleyball practice probably, but you needed an escape from your home life right now. Too many things were happening around you, so you went to a place that you felt safe, Atsumuโs house. His mother had let you in when you got here, and she handed you a cup of juice before you went upstairs.
You closed the curtains by the window slightly, only enough to shade the bed from the sun. Dragging your legs along, you went through Atsumuโs closet and snatched one of his sweaters and switched out your tight uniform shirt for it. The orange fabric smelled like the cologne he always wears, the one you always gave him shit for wearing.
Shuffling towards the bed, you pulled your phone out of your pocket and placed it on the nightstand. You fixed the pillows and blankets how you liked and laid in your comfortable pile. Grabbing the stuffed fox that Atsumu kept for you, you cuddled it close and slowly fell asleep, exhausted mentally and physically.
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โHey y/n? Wake up babe, yer takinโ up the entire bed. Scoot over.โ You opened your eyes and saw your โblondโ boyfriend smiling softly at you. Grumbling, you rolled over to one side of the bed, giving him room to let him lay next to you, fresh from the shower. As soon as he got comfortable next to you, he pulled you flush against him, scrunching his nose at the stuffed animal that separated the two of you.
โWhatโs goinโ on baby? Suna told me you looked like you were gonna cry when you walked into class today.โ Atsumu spoke softly, stroking your face. Your breath caught in your throat and thought of what you were going to say.
โIโฆ I donโt know Tsumu. I donโt really think I wanna talk about it, I just wanna be here for a bit. With you, your mom, and yeah Osamu too, he makes good snacks for me.โ You moved the stuffed fox to the other side of you and cuddled yourself into Atsumuโs chest, trying not to let any tears from pent up stress fall, but failing.
โThatโs okay baby, I just wanted to ask in case ya wanted to rant to me. Yer not hurt though are ya?โ Atsumu rubbed your back, trying his best to comfort you. Even after the past three years, where he was now a third year, he still wasnโt the best at comforting anyone. That was more of Osamuโs thing, or his motherโs, he was never really able to do it well himself, no matter how hard he tried.
You shook your head the best you could against his chest. โNo, it's just a bruise. Ya know, a mental one, I'll be fine later. Just need some rest.โ Sniffling, you moved your head to look up at him from where you were. He wiped away any stray tears from your puffy cheeks and quickly kissed your head. He threw his leg over yours like a baby and brought you impossibly closer.
โWell, whatever yer goinโ through. Just know that Iโm here for ya. So is Ma, Samu, and even Suna. Hell, I donโt care what's goinโ on, you can hold my hand along the way if you need to. I'll always be here for ya baby.โ Atsumu squeezed your body tight and grabbed your hand blindly, also giving it a squeeze as he brushed his fingers over your knuckles. You teared up again at the words of comfort he gave you. You curled up into his chest and closed your eyes.
Atsumu despised you. Neither of you knew when it started, but your dispute was something like entertainment for the Inarizaki boysโ volleyball club.ย
โGood afternoon, Osamu!โ
โGet the fuck outta my sight,โ Atsumu snarled from nearby.
โTurn around, asshole, you wonโt be able to see me. This is why Osamuโs everyoneโs favorite.โ The younger twin smirked at your praise. Though youโd really struck a nerve, Atsumu chose not to say anything.
โLanguage, both of you,โ Kita reprimanded.
โWhat brings you here, Y/N?โ Aran asked, setting his water bottle on the bench before practice started.
โOh, I made cookies and thought Iโd bring some! I individually bagged them, thereโs two cookies in each.โ You pulled the cookie bags out of your backpack and started handing them out to players. โIโd wait until after practice to eat them, though.โ The boys thanked you as they received the treats, setting them by their bags for later on.ย
a/n ๐จ: @inarizakikoukou 's telepathy scares the shit outta me so imma dedicate this to her!! ๐โค she indirectly predicted this fic wtf-
Y'alls, I know my exams just ended but my teachers decided to schedule more so ๐๐ค press F for me tyvm!
And as always, thanks for reading and hope you guys like it! ๐๐ปโค Feedbacks are totally welcome! ๐ฅบ
warning: children
word count: 1146
"Careful there!" You grabbed the running child, preventing a potential accident.
Kids are adorable, but they can be quite a handful too. "Y/n! My hands are stuck!" Your young cousin, Yuudai, trotted over to you, his palms together. You noticed the residue of glue on his shirt.
"Give me a moment!" You assured him while trying to settle the two crying infants in your arms.ย
The amount of noise in the living room was so loud and chaotic that you were almost at the brim of breaking down.ย
You should not overestimate your abilities and volunteered to take care of your three younger cousins while your aunt was away.ย
"There, there," You heard a low, soft voice as a pair of strong arms grabbed the two crying infants away.ย
The sight of your classmate cradling the two crying infants and lulling them to sleep is just too much for you to handle. Butterflies flew relentlessly in your stomach as they forcefully made their way up to your gullet.
Iwaizumi had kindly offered to assist you in taking care of the children so that you can have enough time for the Science project both of you were working.
"I think these two might need some milk before going to sleep!โ Iwaizumi speculated.
You nodded in agreement, scampering to the kitchen to prepare two milk bottles.ย
Iwaizumi leaned against the entrance to the kitchen, his eyes on your busy figure as you poured the milk powder into the bottles.ย
It was appealing, and amusing to see the calm and collected you panic to prepare the milk. It was clear that it was not your first time babysitting children from the way you swiftly tightened the bottles and rubbed it between your palms.
Iwaizumi felt something warm manifest in his heart, and a smile etched up his face uncontrollably.ย
Seeing you take care of children was something he had not expected. Not that he was complaining.ย
And this very sight of you tending to the needs of the children while he held them hit him differently.ย
He struggled to hold back the urge to think of you and him cuddled up in the living room, surrounded by children during the weekends as Peppa pig played on the television.
His head began to feel giddy with the surging amounts of thoughts his wild imaginations promised. Nevermore had he wanted you to be in his arms than right now.ย
Iwaizumi always knew that you were different to him compared to the others, but he could not wrap his finger around it. He thought that maybe it was your personality that he admired.
However, this urge to have you be with him for the rest of his life, to be with him as he kissed the back of your hand when you say โI doโ, to be with him till both of you were too old to move told him otherwise.ย
He is in love with you.ย
โPlease lay them on the bed, Iwaizumi-san!โ You cried out as you placed the bottles on the nightstand by the bed, quickly running back into the kitchen to get a wet cloth for Yuudai, who was still trying to get the hardened glue off his hands.ย
โYuudai,โ You called out to him patiently, wiping off the glue that stuck between his fingers. โPlease donโt try to glue your hands together again! You are a big boy now, aren't you?โ
Yuudai pouted, his chubby cheeks flaring up, and you noticed the pool of water in his eyes as he quickly looked away. You were about to walk away when you heard a soft voice, โBut then you would only give Iwaizumi-san attention.โย
A smile involuntarily made its way up to your face, and you felt your heart melt when you processed what the boy had just said.ย
Bending down, you enveloped Yuudai into a warm hug, assuring him that you would never neglect him.
โNow, how about we go to sleep with the twins?โ You asked, picking him up and bringing him into the bedroom where the younger twins were sucking on their milk bottles.ย
Iwaizumi turned on the radio to play lullabies and made sure that the infants do not fall off the bed.ย
Yuudai climbed into his bed as you tucked him under the sheets, giving him a forehead kiss before cleaning the prior mess made in the living room.
What you had not noticed was the look of triumph he shot in Iwaizumiโs direction after the kiss.ย
By the time you were done cleaning up the mess made during dinner, the bedroom was dark, with only a dim orange light from the nightstand. You found Iwaizumi sitting on the floor while his head was lying on the twinsโ bed, fast asleep.ย
The sight before you was so peaceful, yet it was undeniable that a tsunami was forming in your heart. It made you all warm and fuzzy, and the only thing preventing you from taking a blanket over to cuddle with him was the possible chance of waking the children up.ย
By then, it was evident that any feelings towards him were more than just admiration.ย
You fell in love with him.ย
โIwaizumi-san, itโs getting late.โ You got beside him and whispered gently into his ears after snapping out of your thoughts.
Iwaizumi surveyed his surroundings before letting out a low groan, his eyes meeting yours.ย
Your eyes seemed to glow under the reflection of the light from the nightstand. It seemed as though his eyes were a magnetic field, you couldnโt pull away.ย
You starred helplessly as Iwaizumi inched closer to you, his burning gaze never leaving you. Iwaizumiโs hand made its way to your right hand and locked his fingers with yours. His warm breath hit you as he stared at your lips and leaned in.ย
And then, sparks flew as you melted into the kiss and his embrace.
โI think I love you, y/n. So so much.โ You heard him whisper as he placed his forehead on yours.ย
Feeling the blood rush to your cheeks, you quickly averted his gaze, โI think I love you too, Hajime.โย
On that day, there were no fireworks, or festive celebrations, just a bright promising moon and its abundance of stars that littered the sky.ย
On that day, there were no cheers or well wishes, just the soft sleep-inducing lullaby playing a short and sweet tune from the radio.
On that day, there were no long confessions, just a simple kiss that sealed both of your feelings.ย ย
It didnโt matter to the both of you that your confessions weren't planned, or filled with complicated procedures. It was a special day for both of you.ย
Many years later, you would still tease Iwaizumi whenever he buys you flowers on this day. And he would kiss you on the cheek before whispering into your ears,
atsumu's pfp is drawn by: @shoyosun !! do check out her blog and give her support! โก
a/n ๐จ: hi, this officially marks the end of ichiban no fan!! Iโm still working on my list of WIPs so do look forward to that! meanwhile, you can tune in to our other selections starring daichi, ushijima and kuroo !! thank you all for your support :)
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