![]() He stood up to assess the state of Atsumu’s room and it was admittedly… chaotic. “Did you not hear what I just said? Someone’s coming to check out the apartment.” What does that have to do with anything?” He pinched the bridge of his nose, willing the headache he felt coming on to just go away. “Wow, Tsumu-chan, your room is a complete mess.” “Dude, I-” he coughed the last of the pain out, “literally choking- ” Though if he had to guess, it would’ve been the latter. Atsumu couldn’t tell if he was really that obtuse or if he was just being a total asshole. “What the hell is wrong with you, Tooru?” He took a moment to fully breathe and calm down. “Well, someone actually responded and they’re gonna be here in… 15 minutes.”Ī couple more disgusting attempts and finally Atsumu managed to get the pick out of his throat and into his hand. He got a few coughs in response, which was sufficient enough because Tooru powered on like the talented man he was. “You know that Craigslist ad we put up about our empty room?” He was still fighting for his life when Tooru launched into an explanation behind his rude interruption. ![]() Whatever he had open on his phone seemingly more important than Atsumu. He gestured wildly to his neck and hoped he conveyed his distress well enough, but Tooru merely dropped next to him and pat his back, not even sparing a glance. Tooru stayed in the exact same position, blinking owlishly, like an idiot. Atsumu hacked and hacked and hacked but the piece of plastic wouldn’t dislodge. Tooru stood in the doorway, phone in hand, looking like he just won the lottery. He was halfway through maybe the greatest bridge he would ever write when-Ītsumu’s bedroom door swung wide open, surprising him to the point where he accidentally breathed in the guitar pick stuck between his teeth. His thoughts and emotions weren’t a jumbled mess. Words rarely escaped him at times like that. Atsumu sat perched on his bed, guitar in his lap, journal open to a fresh page, furiously jotting down his stream of consciousness. In Atsumu’s case, it was an excellent motivator, evident in the pages and pages of songs scribbled into his journal. Orpheus descending to the depths of the underworld to see his wife. Romeo poisoning himself after learning of Juliet’s apparent death. Grief and heartbreak leads to a multitude of things. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 9,816 Chapters: 1/? Kudos: 15 Bookmarks: 3 Hits: 178 Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates.Miya Atsumu & Oikawa Tooru & Bokuto Koutarou & Hinata Shouyou & Sakusa Kiyoomi.
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