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Osamu, Rintarou, and an evening in Los Angeles.“Not to alarm you, but you’re starting to resemble a big juicy cheeseburger.”
“Nice. What kinda cheese?"
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- Part 2 of cheesecake
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24 Jan 2021
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"... You are covered in paint,” Kageyama adds, once he stops in front of Hinata. A tiny crease appears between his brows, and he sweeps his eyes up and down Hinata, assessing him.
Hinata does his best not to shiver. The guy has nice eyes, okay? They’re a very fetching shade of blue. He should know, he works with paint for a living.
“Part of the job,” he says eventually, once he manages to summon his voice.
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Hinata Shouyou is a decorator hired by a new client - the unfairly hot and weirdly grumpy Kageyama Tobio - to paint his living room and fix a few cupboard doors. The job should take him two days. Somehow, it takes him an entire week.
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23 Jan 2021
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I would like to dance with you slowly.
On a late morning of a Sunday, a cat sits by the window overlooking the city view. It swishes its tail before curling it around its body, content to rest in what sun the window has to offer. A few seconds later, it becomes an audience to two lovers' slow dance in the living room.
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23 Jan 2021
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I would like to dance with you slowly.
On a late morning of a Sunday, a cat sits by the window overlooking the city view. It swishes its tail before curling it around its body, content to rest in what sun the window has to offer. A few seconds later, it becomes an audience to two lovers' slow dance in the living room.
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23 Jan 2021
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Kiyoomi's got to win this. Atsumu’s scored too many easy points off of him.
“Maybe…” he dips his head to the side, as if considering, as if such a word floats so easily off his tongue. “Beloved…?”
Atsumu’s eyes widen, comically so. His mouth wobbles, and—
“Oh, my god.” And this is what it finally takes for Atsumu to free him from the counter, turning around and burying his face in his hands as he paces up and down the kitchen.
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or, the excruciating ordeal of fondness, and how to weaponize it.
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19 Jan 2021